#never have i cried so hard before at a drama than this one LMAO

[iamnotawomanimagod]

What did you think of Gag Order?

Oh god, I love it.

And, as per usual, when I love something, I write a damn essay about it. The shortest version: this is going to be my album of the year. I think it's Kesha's masterpiece.

It's definitely Kesha's most mature and vulnerable album yet. It reminds me a lot of If I Can't Have Love, I Want Power by Halsey, in that they both deal with a lot of reflection, confronting their self-loathing, finding faith. But while I think IICHLIWP is ultimately Halsey's story about finding faith in love and in themself, Gag Order is about Kesha seeking answers and surrendering to something else.

It's powerful, nameless - and hard to resist wanting to follow her when she cries out for it. Some might call it "god," but I think that, while she does name-drop some religious figures, she's not really talking about any specific religion or belief system.

But I also think this album is about Kesha struggling with the darker parts of herself. Rainbow and High Road were so much about finding peace and acceptance, forgiveness and redemption. Even when she explored darker topics or her trauma, it was couched in this (probably necessary) optimism and positivity that acted as a wall between the painful truth and our perception of her. Maybe even her perception of herself.

I don't think she was willing or ready, for whatever reason, to fully leave the "Tik Tok"/"Die Young"/"Blow" party-queen of the early 2010s behind. Both Rainbow and High Road have had multiple party anthems on them, even if they were more grown up and less focused on youthful recklessness than the songs on Animal and Cannibal.

But the closest thing Gag Order has to a party/dance anthem, the kind Kesha is most known for, is "Only Love Can Save Us Now." And while it starts with a really aggressive, thumping (fun!) beat and the verses feature that iconic Kesha kinda-rap (her words, not mine,) the chorus bursts out in this incredible, gospel-esque belting chant of Kesha begging god to save her. And the music shifts from a dance/club beat to an acoustic guitar and a gospel choir arrangement.

It's so powerful, and while I go nuts to it, it definitely is a far-cry from songs like "Die Young" and "Blah Blah Blah," or even "Woman" and "Tonight."

It's not a song about partying. It's a song about surrender.

The same themes are echoed in songs like "Eat the Acid" and "Something to Believe In." Kesha was reckoning with some dark shit, and she found herself seeking something more. I don't know if she always liked what she found, or enjoyed the process.

As a result, it's also definitely Kesha's saddest album. She's had one or two sad songs on every album ("The Harold Song," "Dancing with Tears in My Eyes," "Resentment," "Father Daughter Dance," etc) but this record has at least four, depending on how you interpret them.

"Too Far Gone," "The Drama," "Living in My Head," "Fine Line," and "All I Need Is You" are all pretty sad, definitely more slow-tempo and ballad-y. And "The Drama" is the only one that ends with any sort of tongue-in-cheek humor.

That protective armor, the silly party-queen persona, is almost non-existent on this album. And as a result, this is Kesha's best work yet.

And I love party-queen Kesha, don't get me wrong!! I've loved Kesha since the beginning, I never had a moment where I didn't. I talk a lot about Halsey being the artist that changed pop music for me, but Kesha came before. There's no world where I listen to Halsey without Kesha. (God, y'all, I think I'm realizing how much she means to me writing this, lmao.)

The hopeful songs are definitely there, like "Hate Me Harder," "Happy," and "Peace and Quiet." But even those have a melancholy to them.

Sonically it's also really different. Not just the instrumentation, although that's a big part of it. It's more trance-y, industrial, kind of psychedelic, and the vocals involve more chanting and repetition. She's also using her voice in a really cool way, often more like an instrument than just a way to convey the lyrics.

The vocalizations in "Peace & Quiet" and "Living in My Head" are really novel, and I've never really heard her sing like that before. She started out singing as a yodeler, and I think people always underestimate her voice. It's stronger and more interesting than ever on this record.

I also really liked how she used the repetition of "you don't wanna be changed like it changed me" as a rhythm element in "Eat the Acid."

This album is definitely a departure from anything she's ever done, and I think it's going to have a mixed reception as a result. "Only Love Can Save Us Now," the closest thing to a party song, is already quickly becoming the most popular one on the album. A lot of them haven't even cracked 1mill plays on Spotify yet. (I'll get them there by myself dammit.)

But, if you ask me, it's a no-skip album. I think Kesha's first.

This is so long, and although I could absolutely keep going, I'll stop now. But I'll go deeper into my album ranking/what I think of each song if anyone asks, haha.

But yeah. Go listen to Gag Order. Unless you don't wanna be changed like it changed me.

#gag order #kesha #only love can save us now #asks #anon #anons #I can never remember which I use lol

[snowangeldotmp3]

15 questions & 15 tags

tagged by @gothbat99 & @serskets <3

are you named after anyone?

yes actually! my mom named me after olivia newton john bc she loves grease so now by default i also love grease

2. when was the last time you cried?

no idea. i cry at movies and tv shows more than like, actual things. so i couldn't tell you tbh. probably some time last week

3. do you have kids

nope!

4. do you use sarcasm a lot?

absolutely

5. what's the first thing you notice about people?

um... this is hard but i guess their hair? maybe just face in general my brain just processes it as a whole so.

6. what's your eye color?

blue

7. scary movies or happy endings?

happy endings 100%. i am a huge sucker for a happy ending i can't help it.

8. any special talents?

hm. well, i can kind of swordfight? i took stage combat my last year of college so i learned it there. oh! i do impressions a lot, my best impression is unfortunately lois griffin. i'm also aware of how bad that is.

9. where were you born?

in a lab as an experiment gone wrong. next question.

10. what are your hobbies?

writing, mostly, whether it's fic or screenplays or whatever, i just love it!! reading too i LOVE books <3!! oh, and i collect a lot of physical media, dvds, vinyl records, cassette tapes, etc etc.

11. do you have any pets?

yup! i have three cats; padme, precious, and sox!

12. have you played/do you play any sports?

i don't play sports anymore, but i played t-ball when i was really little, then basketball for a while, then i was a cheerleader for a little bit (hated that) and i tried out for volleyball but i never made the team in middle school rip </3

now though it's just archery occasionally, i only just recently got a new bow (my other one i'd had since i was like 12 she was NOT working properly lmao) and i've got to get some stuff before i can actually do anything with it.

13. how tall are you?

5'8!

14. favorite subject in school?

in high school i was more of an english/drama kid but in college i drifted towards history and drama/film (and religion, i love religious studies.)

15. dream job?

eh, it changes. for a long time i wanted to be an actor, then a writer, then back to actor, then to writer/director/actor. so it just kind of goes all over the place. definitely something creative though, it's my favorite type of environment.

thanks for coming to my wired autocomplete interview, tagging: @lavenderlevetan @robins-raspberry-beret @haaawaiianshirt @eddiethehunted @lionydoorin @verymuchablog42 @staellaris and anyone else who wants to do this!! <3

#tag game #sorry if i didn't tag u i have to go rn so i just tagged as many as i could </3

[idrilka]

watchlist tag game!

tagged by @phneltwrites!

here's what i am currently watching/have just watched/am planning to watch (spoilers: it's all kdramas):

just finished:

hospital playlist: 10/10, ultimate comfort watch, i love everyone in this bar. it took us a while to finish the second season but it was so, so worth it. i laughed, i cried, i'm going to miss them so much.

weak hero class 1 (immediate rewatch): 11/10, never expected to get clotheslined by another stellar drama in the span of less than six months bad enough that it made me immediately want to go write fic, but here we are. i'm going to write a separate rec post for this one, but for all the school 2013/heungsoon enjoyers out there, this is required watching. it has everything: amazing acting, stellar storytelling, so, so much incredibly well-executed tension, unhinged, violent high schoolers, revenge, useless adults, failing institutions and social commentary on the cycles of abuse. also some of the best chemistry between the leads i've seen in a long while. (what i mean is: since my country: the new age.)

currently watching:

duty after school: since we're apparently on a school setting kick, we went straight from weak hero to this one, and it's been also really good so far. the premise sounds delightfully weird at first (aliens come to earth in the shape of strange spheres hanging in the sky, and in anticipation of the possible attack, third-year high school students get enrolled into an afterschool military training program in exchange for additional points on their university entrance exam, since early admissions have been cancelled), but things go to hell pretty quickly.

hometown cha-cha-cha: aka the drama we started last summer, but we are continuing our tradition of watching an episode or two, then taking a break for two months before watching another episode or two, so everything is going according to plan here. good for when you want a low-stakes, chill drama with some pretty views.

save me: we watched the first episode and we'll definitely continue. so far it's intriguing and creepy, and it has woo dohwan in it, so i'm guaranteed some aesthetic crying if nothing else.

racket boys: for when you're missing haikyuu. we also watched the first episode and we'll definitely continue at some point, because sometimes all you want is to watch a bunch of kids enthusiastic about a sport overcome the odds through hard work and the power of friendship.

joseon attorney: lmao, let me tell you, this was not love at first sight. i hated the first ~40 minutes of the first episode and barely managed to finish. fortunately, it improved a bit in the last 20 minutes or so, and i'm intrigued enough to give it another try, but oh boy, that was a struggle.

kingdom: watched the first two episodes, it looks amazing, and we will definitely continue.

to-watch list:

the eighth sense: i want to watch this so bad, but all the reactions of those of my friends who are watching it only confirm that i should wait so i can binge it.

school 2013 (rewatch): i've been meaning to rewatch this for ages, especially since i want to write another fic this year, and weak hero just made me want to rewatch it right this second, so.

dr romantic 3: the third season is so close and i need it in my eyeballs like yesterday. i miss all of them so much!

misc: aka everything mentioned above (apart from hometown cha-cha-cha, which we'll continue to watch well into the fall at this pace)

my to-watch list is a lot, lot longer (and includes more of woo dohwan and yang sejong's dramas, as well as other stuff like the uncanny counter or d.p., or things that won't air for a while, like bloodhounds or doona), but listing all of them would take ages, so this is just the stuff i'm intending to watch in the immediate future.

oh, and i'm tagging @dulosis and @grimdarkfandango!

#tag meme #kdramas

[chickennugqueen]

1-50 please

for anyone that doesn't want to know all this info, pls feel free to scroll lmao

1: Do you ever wish you were someone else? nope! i very much enjoy who i am

2: What is your full name? cortney rose lesovoy (follow me on instagram @/cortneylesovoy

3: How old are you and how old do you get mistaken for? i'm 25, usually get mistaken for 18-22 lmao

4: Have you ever dyed your hair? yes! it was purple and pink for a bit, but i'm back to my natural color

5: What’s your eye color? dark brown

6: Your opinion about your body and how comfortable you are with it i like my body. i used to struggle with an eating disorder, and it's something that does still affect me to this day, but i also love myself and am learning to be as comfortable as i can be with it.

7: Do you have any tattoos or piercings? some tattoos (more soon pls) and a couple piercings

8: What would you say is your best quality? my empathy and kindness

9: What are you really bad at? being patient and holding back my opinion on things

10: What talent do you wish you had? would like to get better at videography

11: Are you nice to everyone? everyone except fascists, nazis, and people who aren't accepting of all humanity

12: What do you think about the most? the man i adore

13: Things you like/dislike about yourself i really like who i am as a person. i'll always have growing to do but i'm happy with who i am, so i don't dislike anything about me.

14: What is your least favorite word? not sure i have one

15: What is your favorite word? anything that sounds like flabberghasted or bamboozled or something silly

16: Are you more like your mom or your dad? dad for sure

17: Would you ever smile at a stranger? always even though i'm shy

18: A reason you’ve lied to someone because i'm afraid of disappointment duh

19: Are you lying about anything right now? not that i'm aware of

20: Have you kissed someone older than you? of course

21: Do you believe in love at first sight? nope!

22: Do you believe in soulmates? i used to! but no, i don't. love is putting in the work.

23: Are looks important? eh, not really. looks will catch my attention but won't make me stay, whereas i can fall for someone's personality and not be attracted to them at first

24: Opinion on relationship age differences as long as its two consenting adults aka both over the age of 21, go for it.

25: Would you date someone off the Internet? for sure

26: Have you ever cried over a boy/girl? who hasn't?

27: Have you ever wanted someone you couldn’t have? of course. a universal experience

28: Anyone you’re giving up on right now? nope!

29: Have you ever liked someone who your friends hated? absolutely during my teenage years

30: Have you ever liked your best friend? yes! when we were in college

31: How does someone win your heart? similar politics, can banter with me, isn't afraid of my past trauma, will just stick by me when shit gets hard, is my best friend

32: What turns you on? emotional connection

33: What turns you off? so many things lmao, but definitely people being too sexual right off the bat before i get to know them.

34: Do you get jealous easily? depends on the person! at the place i'm at right now, not usually

35: What is your definition of cheating? if you haven't discussed it with your partner and there's a reason you won't tell them, it's cheating.

36: Do you forgive betrayal? depends what it is. i'm a forgiving person, usually

37: Have you ever been cheated on? never been in a relationship

38: Have you ever cheated on someone? see above

39: How often do you listen to music? every dang day

40: First concert you attended hilary duff!!

41: Last movie you watched shit i don't really watch movies.... probably black widow??

42: Favorite type of movie sucker for drama and romcoms

43: Is there something that happened in your past that you hate talking about? a couple of my sexual assaults, yeah

44: Are you good at hiding your feelings? literally never

45: Do you fall in love easily? i don't think so. i've only loved one person.

46: Do you think people say I love you too much? nope! say it to your friends, your partners, your family, anyone you know! doesn't diminish its meaning

47: What’s your favorite holiday? christmas

48: Are you a forgiving person? Do you like being that way? if someone apologizes and changes their actions or makes amends, yep!

49: Where’s the most magical place on earth? my bed i love sleeping

50: What’s your “type”? emo boys with long hair n pretty eyes for sure

#my asks

[silkiemae]

A Song of Storms by George R. R. Martin

A Storm of Swords by George R.R. Martin My rating: 4 of 5 stars Even though this took me forever to finish reading, I enjoyed this book a lot. The first two ASOIAF books were slow to me; they felt more like a political drama than an epic fantasy in my eyes. But here is where we finally get to a point where I'm not even bothered by politics because people are dying, and things are happening. This book is where everything seems to go absolutely crazy, and I am here for all of it. Granted, I will forever complain about the length of these novels but whatever. GRRM is a master at world-building. I am so impressed with how he manages to creep track of all of these characters and not even those who are featured in the stories but the generations of dead Targaryens that are mentioned and who all have similar names. His notes must be insane. I would love to glimpse them. If there is one thing I'll say about GRRM is that he knows what he's doing when crafting a world. I usually find myself with dozens of questions about the world authors have built, but GRRM has thought to answer them all. I didn't take notes while reading this, so I will briefly give my thoughts on each POV character. Jamie- I'm biased because I've come to these books after watching the show, so I know how Jamie grows and eventually comes to be one of the most favored characters in GOT, so it's no surprise that reading his chapters made me come to like him. I liked reading his and Brienne's relationship a lot, and I feel like it's a good example of enemies to friends to lovers(if they go that route in the books, like I'm praying). I love GRRM's sense of karmic justice, also. Like when Jamie once said, 'give me a good clean death any day' rather than wanting to live as a cripple, he gets his sword hand chopped off. Like, ah, poetic justice. Catelyn- I felt so terrible for her throughout the entire book. Every choice she made was to try and get her family back together; it went terribly for her. It's a shame they cut Lady Stoneheart from the show. I wish we would have gotten POV chapters from Robb; I would've liked to know what he was thinking through all of this. Also, curious as to what's going to happen with Jeyne Westerling now. Arya- My girl is finally going to Braavos. Her whole journey was also terribly sad. She's just trying so hard to get back to her mom, only for her to die two seconds before she gets there. But I'm excited to see her grow when she meets the Faceless Men. Tyrion- He had some of the best chapters throughout the book. Joffrey's Wedding, the trial, the trial by combat, his escape. All of that was chef's kiss. The trial was beyond infuriating. How do they expect him to defend himself if he's not allowed to speak? Too bad lawyers weren't a thing back in medieval times. Davos- I feel like this man is just hanging on by the skin of his teeth. He's just trying so damn hard, lmao. Sansa- Went from one house of horrors to another. Poor girl. I hope she learns to fuck some people up soon; I'm sick of reading about women getting beat up. Jon- Lord Commander of the Night's Watch at age what 16? Jon is the Chosen One of GOT. I honestly wish it was Dany, though. I really appreciate that GRRM doesn't shy away from harming his characters, and how it affects them is realistic. He doesn't have them heal from it two seconds later. Like Jon is in pain through the WHOLE battle at the end. Also, the whole Ghost thing. How in the hell was he cool with just telling Ghost to go back to Castle Black? I was afraid he would never find his way around the whole book, and when he showed up at the end, I cried. Bran- I mean, I don't really care about Bran at this point. He's just bouncing around, possessing Hodor and his wolf occasionally. Samwell- Again, I don't care about his chapters much. They're OK but not my favorite. Dany- Khaleesi was my other favorite POV throughout this book because I am such a SIMP for the mother of dragons. Six chapters are not nearly enough for me. I want an entire book with POV chapters dedicated to Dany alone. I find her to be one of the most fascinating characters in the book, but she gets not nearly enough time. Here she's FINALLY doing some shit. Her dragons are big enough to at least burn some people alive. She gets her army of Unsullied and starts conquering the Free Cities, and just as I was starting to think that Dany sucks at being a Queen, she finally got the picture and decided to stay and rule. So I'm excited to see how she does. I'm excited to see GRRM's actual vision for her. (but I'm salty af she's not showing up again til book five, and GRRM is taking nine thousand years to release the others.) I loved how her way to punish Jorah and Barristan was to literally make them wade through shit. Like same, girl. LIKE, COME ON, BRUH. I WANNA KNOW IF DANY IS GONNA WIN IN THE END, OKAY??? View all my reviews

#a song of storms #game of thrones #A Song of Ice and Fire #george rr martin #book review

[pumpkinpaix]

this is gonna sound so harsh but im legit tired of chinese diaspora people who think that bc they are of chinese descent and they have pleco they can act like voices of authority in the fandom. if modao is the 1st chinese book you have read pieces of with a dictionary, if you have never interacted with the actual chinese fandom, you are not part of the intended audience and your biased opinion is not the One And Only Valid Truth 🍵

strongly agree | agree | neutral | disagree | strongly disagree | this is really hard for me to express in terms of an agree/disagree axis lol

genuinely cannot tell if you’re trying to shade me here anon lmao 😂

this got long and rambly (of course) asldkjfslj. i would love to make the excuse that it’s bc i’ve got a migraine and had No Sleep but. let’s be real i’m always like this.

ok i’ll start with where i agree: i don’t think anyone has the right to act like an ultimate voice of authority in fandom. i think different people with different backgrounds have varying realms of expertise and they should be respected when they share that knowledge, but that the instant someone starts to use that kind of power as a weapon against people they personally don’t like, i think they forfeit that privilege. no one has the one and only valid truth about a piece of media because that’s fundamentally impossible. i have definitely interacted with diaspo who behave like their heritage gives them some kind of incontrovertible authority over everyone else, and they’re fucking insufferable and often rather cruel, even/especially towards other diaspo. meet me in the denny’s parking lot and fight me for real. i’ll kick ur ass. >:c

however, I also think it’s true that there’s a lot of dismissal of heritage fans in this fandom, if that makes sense, from both sides of the equation: non-Chinese fans ignore our cultural hangups because they’re inconvenient, and non-diaspora disdain us for being not Chinese enough. that puts a lot of us in a position of feeling disrespected just for being who we are, or having our very real knowledge and unique experience as individuals devalued because of it.

regardless of my identity, I have formally studied a lot of things: literary translation, media analysis, the politics of oppression, film critique, religious studies, philosophy, four foreign languages etc. and that is all knowledge that I had to work for, and work hard for. I do have a certain measure of authority on all of these subjects over a layperson (to varying degrees), and there are going to be times when i will be more correct than someone who disagrees with me -- but I’ve also absolutely experienced people talking over that specialized knowledge because of who I am, which is, to be clear. extremely infuriating and hurtful. like, i have cried so much about it in the last 18 months. people see my racial and cultural identity before they see anything else, which is understandable to a degree, but upsetting when it becomes the basis for how my work is judged, whether positive or negative. i don’t want you to trust me blindly because i’m abc. I want to you to trust me because you have examined my work critically and judged it to be trustworthy!

so i guess this is getting into the strongly disagree part of the answer: i’ve been speaking a lot with other diaspora fans lately, and it’s been simultaneously hugely relieving and also really saddening. relieving because oh thank god someone else Gets It, and saddening because pretty much all of us, no matter what kind of diaspo we are (north american, european, SEA, taiwanese etc), we’ve all experienced a lot of pressure in this fandom, from non-Chinese, Chinese, and other diaspora fans alike. we’re all acutely aware that we are not modao’s intended audience because being diaspora vs being “from the mainland” or whatever, are actually quite different things, but modao still feels close to home. even if it was not written FOR us it is still familiar to us.

and, because so many of us are multilingual and multicultural, we end up being the bridge between the “actual” chinese fandom and the english-speaking fandom, which is largely made up of non-chinese. (sidenote: I hate it when people say things about being “actually” any identity because it’s almost always for the exact reason you brought up: to use heritage as street cred. it’s like damn, being “actually” chinese doesn’t make ur opinions any less rank. sure you might be “actually” chinese, but do you have basic reading comprehension and literary criticism skills? no? ok then sit your ass back down) many of us are most comfortable in english! so we produce our content in english! but we also DO often have a somewhat privileged access to the culture that underlies mdzs and can explain it in a language that other non-Chinese fans can understand. so it’s not surprising that people flock to us for answers to their cultural questions. and like. if we think we know the answer, it’s natural for us to try and help. this is fandom! we’re here to have fun and find community! and it is definitely a little bit nice to have my culture treated as something desirable for once instead of just like. a weird exotic curiosity that no one really cares too deeply about. and, since a lot of us are able to do things that non-Chinese fans can’t (research in chinese, for example. ask family members for help and more information etc.) we end up just having more information to share.

I think this sometimes results in a tendency for fandom at large to put heritage/diaspo fans on pedestals and tout them as authorities (or use our conflicting viewpoints as ammunition in fandom drama) when the diaspo in question have repeatedly stated that they should not be taken as authorities on something -- and then, once you reach critical mass, your reputation starts to precede you, and I think there’s a lot of misconceptions of how a lot of diaspo act in this fandom simply because of that phenomenon. most of us know that we’re not ultimate arbiters of some kind of cultural gateway, and it can be very tiring both to be treated as such when we insist we are not, and then punished by other people who assume that we acted like we were.

i don’t think there’s a benefit in trying to keep en fandom and cn fandom totally separate, and I also think it’s unfair to consider the cn fandom the “real” fandom. i think that way lies deeper misunderstandings, gatekeeping, etc. i think we can definitely acknowledge the differences between them, but i think trying to make meaningful connections between fandom circles is really valuable! i don’t think i’ve ever made it a secret that modao is my first cmedia fandom? so it’s also the first time i’ve had reason to interact with chinese fandom, which has been super enlightening and interesting! i’ve made some super cool friends and learned a lot about how fandom works in china, how it’s similar and how it differs from the fandom i’m familiar with.

and then, kind of circling back around, there’s also a bit of a sense like, okay, so if diaspo don’t belong in the CN fandom, but we can’t talk about our own culture with some degree of confidence in EN fandom, then like..... where do we go...? if we see EN fandom doing something that contradicts our cultural knowledge, do we just. not say anything? do we not count unless we’ve already ingratiated ourselves to CN fandom? that’s probably where the core of my strong disagreement comes from, because criticism of diaspora fans as like, acting above their station so to speak, feels just like a tired continuation of the same shit we’ve had to deal with for our whole lives, being told we’re not good enough for anywhere and that we should just be quiet and keep our heads down and get over it. that our opinions, despite coming from a unique perspective with a unique relationship to the subject in question, are less valid or real than “actual” chinese people, you know? and sometimes i see that and im like lmfao just sneer at me for being jook-sing and leave then if you’re so eager to think of me as lesser.

so yeah, basically im of a few minds: true! diaspora fans don’t get to throw their weight around just because they’re diaspo. they don’t get carte blanche to act like bullies or try to shape the fandom to their own personal liking and crusade against people who disagree with them. they don’t get to pretend their heritage makes them superior to everyone else, and i think western diaspora especially need to be careful when asserting any kind of moral lens over the text to acknowledge that we have our own biases to interrogate. i am not immune.meme etc. on the other hand, this vein of criticism tends to put all diaspo in a bit of a double-bind, and also, however unintentionally, plays into the general, continuous trend of dismissing diaspora for being diaspora, and i’m really not about that. i don’t think that’s the motivation behind opinions like this, but i do think that when the basis for the argument hinges on the idea that diaspora are not “real” chinese, no matter how much I too have beef with certain diaspora fans, the argument needs to be revisited. 

(ko-fi)

🍵 ((un)popular) opinions meme

#Anonymous #asks and replies #cyan gets too deep in the weeds #race #chinese diaspora #statistically average #mine #mymeta #mdzs #ummmmm #politics #?? #opinions meme #ask meme

[sinisteredgirl]

Flower of Evil (2020)

Yeah I know, it has a lame-ass title (I mean really, show? Flower of Evil??) But don’t let it fool you, because the Kdrama ride has been one of the most enjoyable ones so far. Safe to say, ending aside, this drama made it to my faves list.

Flower of Evil is about a married couple who seems to be quite the typical happily married duo; the wife (Cha Ji-Won) is a detective who’s good at her job, and the husband (Baek Hee-Song) is a metal crafter/artisan who runs a business. They have a daughter (6-year old Eun Ha), and all is seemingly well for this happy family, until a series of killings open up a cold case—one which unravels the identity Baek Hee-Song as Do Hyun Soo, the alleged serial killer on the run.

So I started watching this show back when I was in a bit of a Kdrama slump. The one before this (Dr. Romantic Season 2) didn’t give me much joy, so I was really looking for something to perk me up. I then read the summary of this show on Netflix, saw that it was a Baeksang awardee/nominee, and then bam. And boy, am I grateful for that random algorithm that got me to this show.

For story, I’d say the writing would have been stellar had it not been for a few jumps in logic as well as that fucking ending. The pacing was beautifully done, and the way they made things connect and flow is so awesome to behold. The ending though is really a love-it-or-hate-it kind of deal, and for me it was the latter. But I didn’t dislike it enough for it to affect my utter love for the other episodes. It’s something workable—something that eventually you’ll go okay, alright, fine. Still not a fan but fine, show, fine.

The show shines, however, with its characters. And especially with our lead characters—the married couple—who the writer created with so much love and thought. They are nuanced and layered and have so many dimensions on them that it’ll probably take me another long post just to talk about it. 

With Hyun Soo, who is adept at cognitive empathy but has a hard time processing and expressing emotions, the struggle is always determining what is genuine and what is manipulation. And Hyun Soo is aware of this, as he himself doubts any emotions that he actually genuinely feels and brushes them off as only part of his manipulative behavior. As he struggles to process and express his genuine emotions, it eventually bottles up and manifests itself physically through his chest pains, reaching tipping point during the magnificent bridge scene. Later on, when he is able to acknowledge that he does feel genuine emotions (through the help of Ji Won), the chest pain stops, and he becomes much more open to his emotions (he cries a lot, becomes more visibly upset, etc). 

With Ji Won, the struggle is coming to terms with the fact that her husband lied to her for fourteen years. Fourteen years. The identity of her husband is a whole lie, and she even heard him say that he never loved her, not even once. I love love love the fact that she isn’t just Mother Teresa to her husband and welcomed him immediately; she had to process through the torment of the betrayal, the devastation, and the (continuing) lies, all the while trying her best to protect his identity as well. This push and pull strained her up until her breaking point in Episodes 9 and 10. Despite all odds, she places her trust in him again because she understands that he really does love her and that she’s all he’s got. 

(Okay but let me rant more about Ji Won for a sec. Listen, I am extremely critical when it comes to leading ladies in Kdramas because a lot of Kdramas start with really interesting female leads who eventually fall flat just to make way for tropes like boy-saves-girl, etc. Worse, there are Kdramas that totally detach the female lead from the main story (yes, I’m looking at you, My Love From Another Star). In short, I’m very critical about the way a show handles its female leads/characters because they usually get the shorter end of the stick.

With this in mind, I totally fell in love with the character of Cha Ji Won. Armed with a sharp mind and excellent observational and deductive skills, she does her job as a detective exceedingly well. She pushes hard with her questioning while also being able to comfort those in need (like the kid during the 1st episode). The show always emphasizes how much of an asset she is to the police department, and her sunbae and superiors know this. 

Aside from this, she also has the ability to inspire and instill confidence in people. Like what Hyun Soo said, she can be very convincing with her words. Driven and unfaltering, she is able to untangle the shadows and unravel puzzles. Arguably, the main antagonist was actually more afraid of her than any other character; he wanted to kill her precisely because she was too much of an unpredictable variable. So yeah, good job show for creating such an awesome character as Cha Ji Won.)

The dynamic of Hyun Soo and Ji Won is actually one of the most interesting points in the show and is also one of my fave aspects: one tries so desperately to maintain the web of lies, while the other tries so hard to unravel it. They move in a circle, like what Hyun Soo said in the final episode, but this dynamic is actually more apparent during the first several episodes when Hyun Soo was still trying so hard to keep his identity as Baek Hee Song. When the masks have been uncovered, however, it’s a delight to see them work together as a team. And they work efficiently well together, like how they worked on negotiating with the human trafficker and how they stormed the in-laws’ house for a confrontation. 

I also love the fact of how Ji Won seems to understand Hyun Soo the best, at times even better than himself. She knows that he is very much capable of feeling emotions and is capable of love, and she helps him realize this. Hell, she even knew that Hyun Soo was held up just by the way he talked to her on the phone. But she also correctly said to him that she’s no fortune teller, and that he has to share with her his thoughts and plans so that she can understand him further. Yay for communication!

It’s going to be another long post, but it’s quite amazing to see how Ji Won has influenced Hyun Soo to be a better person. He didn’t have to save the trafficked victims and enter such a dangerous deal, but he thought about how Ji Won would not have turned a blind eye on the situation, so instead, he chose to save them. As mentioned during one of his hallucinations with his dad, he has been trying to mimic Ji Won and to live as a decent person—a good person—just for her. Throughout the story, we can see how much he actually depends on Ji Won for strength and support—waaay more than how Ji Won is dependent on him. In a sense, she really is his world, and we can see how he crumbled when he thought she was dead.

(Also something that I appreciated is the fact that they’re already married, so they’re past the awkward stage and is now on the happily-married, DTF stage lmao)

Moving on, another aspect of the show that I loved is the fact that the other detectives are smart as hell too, and that humor is injected appropriately and is not a separate from the main story. 

For the other aspects of the show, I think the music is okay, and I liked some of the instrumental pieces (Flower of Evil and Someone to Remember). 

Okay, at the risk of this post being too long, my tl;dr really is that this is a great show—not perfect of course, but its flaws (especially the ending) should not deter the viewers from enjoying the ride from the earlier episodes. Definitely one of my faves.

#flower of evil #kdrama #may edit later but I'm becoming too lazy

[particularemu]

Brokenhearted | A Lee Minho/Lee Know Scenario

Word Count: 1531

Type: Like 90% Fluff and 10% Angst

Warnings: heartbreak, unreciprocated feelings

Prompts: 8 (Forget it. You fucking suck.)

Author’s Note: Sorry this took me like 4 months to finally complete. I had a bitch of a time writing this one for some reason. 

I’m not taking requests from this list anymore, but the prompt is from this prompt list.

Being in love with your best friend is pure torture. 

Being in love with your best friend when you’ve already confessed? EVEN WORSE.

You sighed as you piled a handful of popcorn into your mouth, wide eyes fixed on a cheesy rom-com as you munched on the popped kernels. Minho always made fun of you for watching such pointless movies, but you didn’t care. There was something relaxing about watching two teenagers fall in love despite all the pointless drama surrounding them. You loved movies that had a happy ending. 

If only you were so lucky…

Oh, how you wished your confession ended in a prom date, a first kiss, and a lasting relationship… Now you just lived through twenty-something year old actresses, imagining you and Minho as the main leads. 

The memory of your confession was fresh in your mind as if it happened yesterday. You were a bright-eyed second-year in high school, hoping to confess to your long-time crush, Lee Minho. The boy was smart, good-looking, talented, and he had a great personality. The two of you weren’t that great of friends, but he hung around your friend group often. Often enough for you to fall head-over-heels for him. The two of you always seemed to click when he hung around your friend group. 

Eventually your feelings became too much to handle and you, thanks to the help of your best friend, decided to confess to him. Nothing was going to happen between you two if you didn’t tell him how you felt! Besides… you two got along really well. That means he’s going to say yes right?

Oh, how wrong you were…

You headed up to Minho, note in hand and poured your heart out to him, hoping — praying that he would feel the same way. Minho crushed your heart with eight simple words. 

“I’m sorry. I don’t feel the same way.” 

You were absolutely heartbroken. 

A few days later, Minho happened to see you sitting by yourself at lunch. Instead of sitting next to his buddies from dance class, he decided to keep you company. Minho sat his lunch tray across from yours and took a seat, bright eyes watching you as you finished extra homework. 

“Why are you here?” You didn’t want to sound like a bitch, but you were still pretty angsty after having your crush snap your heart into a million pieces. Not that he intended to… 

“You’re alone.” Minho shrugged as if it was no big deal. “Everyone should have a little company.” The boy chuckled and took a bite of his lunch, eyes fixed on the frantic scratching of your pencil. 

“Isn’t it weird for you?” If it wasn’t weird for him, it sure was for you. You couldn’t help but imagine him sitting next to you every day during lunch, talking about his day, watching him during dance competitions, kissing those plump lips… 

Okay, you were letting your mind wander again. 

Minho tilted his head in confusion. “Why would it be weird?” 

It was really weird. 

Despite the awkward conversation the two of you shared, you still enjoyed seeing his face. Even if you weren’t dating him, you were happy that he still considered you a friend. 

And friends you were!

Over the next few years, Minho became your partner in crime. The two of you were best friends, attached at the hip. You were never away from each other. Unfortunately, your feelings for him never faded. In fact, they got stronger the closer you got with the boy. 

Even five years later. 

Minho barged through the door and tossed his jacket on the end of your couch. “Are you really watching this garbage again?” He chuckled. “You’ve seen it five-thousand times already.” 

You couldn’t help but laugh at the boy. “No please, let yourself in.” Perhaps giving your best friend a spare key to your apartment was a bad idea... “I come bearing gifts.” Minho chuckled and tossed a candy bar in your direction. “Think fast.” 

You beamed at the chocolate bar as you hopped off the couch, throwing your arms around him. “How’d you know I wanted one of these?” You squeezed Minho as hard as you could, making the boy groan. 

“Too tight.” Minho dramatically fell to the ground, sending the two of you into a fit of giggles. 

“God, you’re so dramatic.” You held your hand out to the boy, smiling when his hand rested in yours. God, you wished…

“You always want candy.” Minho chuckled. “But that’s not why I’m here.” 

“Yeah?” You crossed your arms over your chest. “Why are you here then?” As if you don’t enjoy his company.

“I’m here to ask about that boy you were talking to.” Minho wiggled his eyebrows as he opened his own candy bar, taking a giant bite from the crunchy chocolate. “The one you have a big fat crush on.” 

Ouch that hurt. Why did that hurt?

“I don’t have a crush on anyone.” You mumbled, taking a bite of your chocolate bar, hoping a mouth full of chocolate would keep Minho from asking more questions. 

Minho rolled his eyes. “Yes you do. What’s his name… Chan? I think his name is Chan.” Minho snickered. “Come on, quit playing games. You can tell me anything.” 

Could you? Of course you knew that you could trust Minho, but you felt like telling your best friend of five years that you never stopped loving him wasn’t the best idea. What if things didn’t go well? Instead of sticking around this time, he might just leave you…

You couldn’t stand the thought of losing your best friend, but what if… What if you had the chance to be happy with him? Maybe it was time…

“Can we talk?” Your voice was small, fear taking over your usual confidence. “We need to talk.” 

Minho chuckled. “Talk about what? Your new boyfriend?”

His words hit harder than they should have. Minho was just teasing you, like he always does and yet you took offense this time. Why couldn’t he see that you loved him?

“You know what? Forget it. You fucking suck.” You rolled your eyes at the boy and stormed off to your bedroom, slamming the door behind you. 

Minho tilted his head to the side in confusion as he followed after you. He was beyond confused. You’ve never been this pissed off at his antics. Usually you would laugh along and tell him he was an ass when he got out of line. What happened this time? 

Minho knocked on the door, “Hey, I’m sorry. I’ll listen to you this time.” His brows creased when he heard you quietly crying on the other side of the door. 

Fuck… 

He didn’t realize he hurt your feelings this bad. “Hey, I’m coming in.” Minho slowly opened the door to see you curled up in your bed, hugging the fuzzy blanket he got you for your birthday to your chest as you cried. “Aww, sweetheart.” Minho rushed to your side and rested his hand on your arm. “I was just playing.” 

“You’re so fucking dense.” You snapped at Minho, wiping your tears as you brushed his hand off you. “I can’t love anyone else because I still love you.” You scooted away from Minho, trying to distance yourself from the boy as if it would protect you from his response. You’ve done this before, and now you’re about to repeat history. You knew there was no possibility with him and yet, you couldn’t avoid falling in love with him. You looked over to see Minho frozen in place. You couldn’t bear to hear another rejection. “Can you please leave?” 

Minho’s eyes widened even more if that was possible. “No.”

“Minho please just go.” You whined as you turned your back to him. 

“No.” Minho responded. “I can’t leave you like this.” 

“Fucking go.” You used all your strength and pushed on Minho’s chest, knocking the boy off the bed. “I can’t do this again please just go.” 

Minho quickly rushed to your side, taking your hands in his. “Listen to me. These past few years have been the best years of my life.” Minho smiled sadly. “I know I told you I didn’t feel the same way, but sweetheart that was five years ago.” Minho chuckled. “We’re old now babydoll. We’ve grown up.” 

You sniffled and pulled one of your hands away from his to wipe your tears. “What the fuck is that supposed to mean?”

Minho snorted. “I’m trying to be romantic.” 

“Just tell me how you feel.” You sighed and tightened your grip around his hands. “Please just tell me.” 

Minho smiled. “I started to fall for you the more we hung out, but I didn’t want to hurt you by digging up old memories. I wasn’t sure if you liked me anymore.” He paused. “Damn, I wouldn’t have liked me. I was a dick.” 

You couldn’t help but chuckle. “No you weren’t. You were sweet.” 

“I was an ass. I rejected you and then —” 

You silenced Minho with a kiss. Finally, after all these years, you finally got to kiss the man of your dreams. You finally got to feel his lips against yours, and it was pure bliss. You leaned forward, smiling into the kiss as he wrapped his arms around you. 

“Wow.” Minho chuckled. “How long have you wanted to do that?”

“5 years.” You kissed him again. “You still fucking suck, but I love you.” 

Minho smiled brightly as he laughed. “That’s fair. I love you too, you dork.”

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[yourfaceislikeabluemoon]

Thick Thighs, Teary Eyes, Baby Blue Lies

Words: 4k

Warning: Language, Minho has a hyung kink, Changbin calls Minho his kitten (no actual pet play) and Minho refers to himself in third person as kitty, Changbin refers to himself as master a few times, minor cross-dressing, Minho is whiny and needy, Changbin is a little rough and possessive but nothing too major, kissing, marking, love bites, begging, degradation, both high-key have praise kinks although it’s never mentioned outright, name-calling i.e. whore, slut, Changbin fucks Minho’s thighs, cumming untouched, cum play/marking, Minho cries a lot, dacryphillia, nipple play, cock stepping but with a knee instead of a foot (cock kneeing just doesn’t sound right lmao), anal fingering, finger sucking, anal sex, condoms aren’t even mentioned (practice safe sex, y’all!) bc they’re in a devoted relationship with each other, Minho asks permission to cum, Minho squirts/pisses/whatever you want to call it, Changbin cums inside Minho, Minho is very shaky and disoriented and crying a lot afterwards, super sweet aftercare, Changbin is an angel and takes wonderful care of Minho, they take a bath together and it’s v soft and sweet, dom/top Changbin, sub/bottom Minho, light dom/sub.

A/N: hello! I’m back with another member x member fic! the idea barged into my head and wouldn’t leave so I had to write it! plus if you know me, you know that I bias both Minho and Changbin and Minbin is my favorite ship in Stray Kids so this was an absolute pleasure to write hehe I hope you enjoy reading and as always, please let me know your thoughts!! I love hearing from y’all ❤

Changbin was absorbed in a drama when Minho called him from the living room doorway. “Binnie?”

“Yeah?” The younger man mumbled and didn’t even glance away from the TV screen.

Minho huffed and shuffled into the room, raising his voice slightly to try to snap Changbin out of his TV-induced stupor. “Bin-ah!”

Attention unwavering, Changbin nodded in affirmation that he was ‘listening’ if Minho was trying to tell him something, “What, babe?”

The elder childishly stomped his foot, balling his fists at his sides and pouting as a dissatisfied noise bubbled from his throat. A smile twitched at the corner of Bin’s mouth, but Minho was too busy pouting to notice. Changbin stayed focused on his show as Minho softly padded further into the room until he was right in front of the younger man.

Faster than Bin could take in the sight of him, Minho plopped down into Changbin’s lap, thick, bare thighs on either side, and placed his still closed fists on the younger man’s chest, waiting. Changbin reached for the remote to switch the TV off; he could watch the rest of the drama another time.

He turned his attention to the man in his lap, "Aw, is my kitten needy?"

"Shut up!" Minho half-whined, half-shouted, looking away in embarrassment.

Changbin tapped Minho’s hip roughly in warning. "Now, now. Is that any way to speak to your master?"

Still unable to make eye contact, the elder slumped forward and buried his face in Bin’s neck. "No," he whispered ashamedly against his skin.

"No, what?"

Minho sighed and nuzzled further into Changbin, whining apologetically, "No, kitty was bad. Kitty is sorry, hyung."

"That's my good boy," Bin praised, petting Minho’s hair with one hand while the other traced patterns over the back of the oversized hoodie, the only article of clothing aside from briefs the elder was wearing. Changbin was pretty sure it was his hoodie, considering how big it was on Minho -- the hemline reached just about the middle of his thighs. The fact that it was his hoodie only served to make Changbin’s body feel hotter.

“This mine?” He asked as he gently tugged at the hemline. Minho nodded into his neck. “Mm, I love it when you wear my clothes, babe.”

Bin could feel the elder smile against his skin, “I know you do.”

“Yeah, and you usually wear my clothes when you want something because you think it softens me up or some shit, right?” Changbin chuckled as he felt Minho’s grin widen.

Minho sat up straight and looked down his nose at the younger man. “So what if I do?”

Bin rolled his eyes playfully and smoothed his hands over Minho’s bare thighs, causing the elder to shiver in his hold. “Alright, what do you want then, babe? Try me.”

Smirking, Minho flattened his palms against Changbin’s pecs before snaking his arms around his neck and leaning in to brush their noses together. “Maybe I just want you.”

Changbin swallowed thickly and unconsciously tugged the elder closer, “That can be arranged.”

“Well, that was easy,” Minho mumbled under his breath. It earned him a slap across the right side of his ass which, in turn, urged a pitiful whimper to pass his lips as he sank into the younger man again.

“Beg properly, or you won’t get what you want,” Changbin growled in Minho’s ear. “We both know I can easily hold out. And we both know you’re the needy one in this situation. So, beg, kitten.” He paused to yank the elder back by his hair with one hand, causing Minho to let out a strangled yelp, while his other hand gripped tightly at Minho’s jaw. “Tell me exactly what you want and maybe I’ll give it to you.”

Minho took a shaky breath and did what was demanded of him, “Please. Kitty needs you. Needs you to fuck him with your cock so he can’t sit down for days.” The elder let out a wanton moan when his eyes slipped closed and his imagination ran wild. “Please, hyung,” he whispered, inadvertently grinding his hips as a particularly vulgar image of Changbin roughly fucking him flashed in his mind.

Bin loosened his grip and leaned forward to mouth at Minho’s ear. “Good boy,” he praised, loving how the elder shivered again in response. He reached down to smooth over Minho’s pretty thighs once more, sliding his palms up to grasp at his hips as he continued to nip and suck at the elder’s earlobe. Minho melted at his touch, pleading sweetly for more when Changbin fluidly rolled their hips together.

The younger man smiled against the delicate skin under Minho’s ear, leaving a kiss there before the elder gave in and turned his head to finally kiss Changbin’s doll-like lips. He sighed blissfully as soon as their lips met and tightened his hold around Bin’s neck.

Changbin couldn’t disguise how much he loved kissing Minho or how desperate it made him. He pulled the older man in closer by his clutch on Minho’s hips, grinding up and driving another sweet moan from Minho which he eagerly swallowed as their mouths moved together hotly.

Chests plastered together and Minho’s fingers tangled in the strands of hair at the nape of the younger man’s neck, the two kissed for what felt like hours, only finally pulling away and resting their foreheads together to catch their breath, lips bitten red and beautifully kiss-swollen.

“Fuck, I love you,” Changbin whispered between heaving breaths. Minho smiled brightly at him, chuckling as the younger immediately moved to mouth at his neck, sucking shades of claret and sanguine into his skin. The elder sharply inhaled when Bin found a particularly sensitive spot and bit down on it. He lapped at the mark he left. “Love that you’re mine,” Changbin mumbled between kisses over the branded skin. “Mine.”

“Yes, kitty’s yours, hyung.” Minho whimpered as he rolled his hips yet again, “All yours!”

Changbin smirked against him, “So needy for me, baby.” He dipped his hands underneath the hoodie to ghost his hands up and down the heated skin of Minho’s sides but came across something unexpected before he could do so. “What’s this?” Bin pushed the elder to sit up straighter and lifted the front of the hoodie just enough to expose the lower part of his stomach. There, where Changbin expected a normal pair of briefs to be hugging Minho’s hips, Minho’s hard, leaking cock was trapped behind baby blue lace. The younger man stared at the way the delicate material clung to him, pre-cum already seeping through the holes of the dainty floral pattern.

“God, you’re needier than I thought! Pulled out all the stops to try to get in my pants, didn’t you?” Bin taunted, smirk still evident on his smug face as he slowly dragged his gaze up to meet Minho’s eyes. Or at least he tried to. Minho had brought a sweater paw up to his face, staring off at an apparently very interesting section of wall, blush high on his gorgeous cheekbones. Changbin scoffed at him, “Dressed like this,” he paused to gesture at the man in his lap, “and you can’t even look me in the eye.” He heard more than saw Minho gulp in trepidation.

Changbin grabbed the elder by the hips again and tossed him onto the couch next to him. Minho squeaked in surprise, covering his face with two sweater paws instead of one. “Hiding, huh?” Bin prompted. “Is my whore too ashamed of himself?”

Minho whined pathetically behind the fabric of the hoodie. Changbin tutted, “Greedy, greedy kitten. Only wants my cock.” He leaned over him and unceremoniously yanked Minho’s hands away from his face by his wrists, sneering at him, “Filthy slut wants so much attention, but as soon as he gets his way, he can’t even look at his master’s face!”

Changbin languidly dropped Minho’s hands and sat back on his heels. “Pitiful. Such a disappointment.”

The second that word left Bin’s lips, Minho scrambled to sit up in front of him, wide eyes all watery and pleading. “Hyung, no! Kitty’s sorry! So so sorry! Only want hyung. Love hyung. So much. Please, kitty’s really sorry!”

Bin gripped Minho’s jaw once again and raised a challenging eyebrow at him. “It won’t happen again, will it, kitten?”

Minho tried to shake his head in Changbin’s grasp, “Kitty promises!”

“That’s my good boy. Now lay back down,” Bin motioned towards the cushions and Minho quickly obeyed.

“Is hyung gonna fuck kitty now?” Minho questioned, curious eyes blinking rapidly as he laid down comfortably.

“No.”

The elder protested, whining and wailing, but Bin cut him off, “Ah, ah. If you’re a good boy for hyung and do as I say, maybe.”

“Yes, hyung,” Minho laid back on the sofa cushion and waited.

Changbin moved to lift Minho’s hoodie but he paused, “Any more surprises?”

The elder shook his head, “No, hyung. Does hyung not like kitty’s surprise?”

“Oh, baby,” Bin softened immediately. “Hyung loves it. My kitten looks so beautiful. Your cute little cock looks so pretty in lace, baby!” Changbin bent down to press a few gentle kisses over Minho’s clothed cock, urging giggles and little moans to pass his lips.

“Thank you, hyung.”

“Now,” Bin sighed as he sat back up, palming himself through his sweats. “Hyung is going to fuck these pretty thighs of yours and cum all over his kitten’s lovely surprise. How does that sound?” Minho looked like he was about to protest again but Changbin lifted a brow and he contented.

Bin moved to untuck himself but the elder reached for his hand to stop him. The look he received for his sudden disobedience chilled him to the bone but Minho quickly explained himself, “Kitty thinks hyung is really pretty, too.” His cheeks reddened and he glanced away shyly before looking back up at Changbin, big eyes shining wetly. “Can kitty see hyung, please? Wanna see hyung’s muscles while he fucks kitty’s thighs.”

“Fuck!” Changbin growled and lunged forward, smashing his lips onto Minho’s and kissing him roughly. He wrapped his arm around Minho’s small waist and squeezed tightly while his other hand harshly gripped Minho’s jaw, guiding him in the kiss. The elder panted into Changbin’s mouth, whining as the younger man sucked and bit at his lips. “You can’t just say things like that, baby! You drive me fucking crazy!” Bin groaned against Minho’s mouth before pulling away to pull his own shirt over his head. “Better?”

Minho stared at him with wide eyes, gaze dancing over the curves and lines of Changbin’s muscular torso. He nodded dumbly, mouth agape and lips still glistening from the heated kiss they had just shared. The elder hesitantly reached up to just barely trail his fingertips over Bin’s heated skin and the younger man couldn’t help but shiver under the light touch.

Changbin stood up from the couch to remove his sweats and grab the lube from the drawer in the end table before kneeling on the cushion and positioning Minho’s legs how he wanted them. “Ready, kitten?” Minho bit his lip and nodded again, eyes fixated on the space where his thick thighs met each other, waiting for Bin to thrust between them. The younger man hissed as he coated his angry red cock with lube. He lined himself up, Minho’s calves resting on his shoulder, and slowly pushed in while the elder tensed his muscles without being asked to. Changbin let out a long groan and his eyes fluttered closed, “Good boy.”

Preening at the praise but unable to look anywhere but where Changbin’s cock was peeking out between his thighs, Minho moaned right along with him, craving friction on his own aching cock. Bin began to thrust, slowly at first with long, drawn out strokes. He kissed and bit at Minho’s legs, clutching them to his chest as he quickened his pace. Minho watched him in awe - fascinated by how his muscles tensed and relaxed, how his face contorted in pleasure, how his noises became more high-pitched the closer he got to release.

“Gonna cum,” Changbin breathed. “Gonna cum all over your pretty cock and your pretty stomach. You want that, baby?”

Minho nodded energetically, “Yes, please, hyung! Use kitty to make you cum!”

Changbin moaned wantonly as he rapidly thrusted into Minho’s thighs, throwing his head back, “Fuck!” He quickly took one calf in each hand and spread Minho’s legs, giving himself a full view of Minho’s pretty, lace-covered cock. Bin held one leg down by gripping the meat of the elder’s thigh while his other hand tugged at his own cock. Eyebrows furrowing in pleasure, the younger man whispered the Minho’s name just loud enough for him to hear as he covered his lower half with his cum, stripes of white splayed over the baby blue lace.

Minho’s own dick twitched and he whimpered as he came untouched, staining the dainty fabric. A few spurts spilled out of the thin material, mixing with Changbin’s cum that covered his lower abdomen. “Fuck, you look so beautiful, baby! And I didn’t even have to touch your cute cock to make you cum!” Bin praised, dragging his fingertips through the mess and smearing it around, ruining the pretty lingerie even more.

The elder blushed and looked up at Changbin expectantly. Bin smirked knowingly as he leaned over Minho to brush the hair from his eyes with his clean hand. “Does my greedy kitten still want more?” Minho pouted and reached up to throw his arms around Changbin’s neck, dragging him down for another kiss.

“Please, hyung. Want you!” Minho whined against his lips.

Changbin feigned confusion, “You want me? I thought you just wanted my cock!”

Tears began to well up in the elder’s eyes as his desperation got the best of him. “Want hyung! Want you, hyung! Kitty wants hyung, please! Kitty needs you!”

Minho wrapped his legs around Changbin’s hips in an effort to bring him closer. The younger man gently collapsed onto him, essentially trapping their dicks between themselves in the sticky mess they had created. A choked sob mixed with a moan passed Minho’s lips at the friction on his sensitive cock. Bin let out a huff at the contact but rolled his hips against the elder’s.

“Still so needy, aren’t you, baby? You say you want me,” Changbin paused, shaking his head. “But I think you want my cock, too.”

“Please,” Minho blubbered, a single tear falling as his lower lip quivered.

Changbin swallowed a growl, hand reaching up to trace Minho’s cheekbone, breaking the track the tear had left on his skin. “So fucking gorgeous when you cry,” he spoke, barely a whisper. “My beautiful baby.”

He captured Minho’s lips in another heated kiss. Snaking a hand under the hoodie, Bin brushed his fingertips over one of Minho’s very sensitive nipples, taking the opportunity to suck on the elder’s tongue when he gasped into his mouth. Changbin smirked at the older man’s reaction.

Suddenly needing him out of the article of clothing, Bin broke the kiss and sat back on his knees, lifting the hoodie over Minho’s head when he obediently sat up. Minho reached to take off the lingerie but Changbin stopped him, coy smirk playing upon his lips, “These stay on a little longer.”

Minho pouted and mumbled something about them being “uncomfy” but he didn’t put up a fight. The younger man’s hands found Minho’s ribcage and he brushed his thumbs over the elder’s pert nipples as he leaned in once again, kissing him with a desire to eat him whole. Minho mewled softly, arching into the touch, hips canting in search of more friction. After a few muttered pleas, the elder wailed loudly, throat tight with unshed tears, “Hyung, please fuck me! Please!”

Changbin sneered as he repositioned himself, kneeling on the couch cushion between Minho’s legs. Hands covering Minho’s own knees, he switched his weight to one leg and nudged at the elder’s sensitive cock with the other. “Are you sure you want to be fucked, or do you just want to cum again?” He punctuated his words by grinding his knee against Minho’s dick. The older man howled in a mix of pain and pleasure. “Because I can make you cum again.”

The dam broke and a flood of tears flowed from Minho’s eyes. He sniffled and sobbed, cock twitching under Changbin’s weight as Minho thrusted against his bony knee. Chasing the friction and thrashing around on the sofa, Minho begged as best he could for the younger man to fuck him but he could only form a few coherent words. “Please! Hyung, please! Need fucked, please!”

“Look at you, so pitiful!” Changbin mocked, poking and prodding and pressing Minho’s cock, dragging more and more sobs and whines from him. “I’ll fuck you, baby. I’ll fuck the tears right out of you. You look so pretty when you cry. Don’t you want to look pretty for hyung?”

Minho nodded eagerly, still crying and canting his hips as Bin leaned forward to kiss him again, putting even more pressure on Minho’s trapped cock. “Perfect, pathetic whore,” he whispered against his lips. Changbin tugged at Minho’s lower lip with his teeth before pulling away, sitting back up and planted both knees on the sofa. He reached for the lube he had tossed behind himself earlier and squeezed a generous amount onto his fingers.

“You look too gorgeous in these,” Bin sighed as he pulled aside the lace to expose Minho’s twitching hole. “They’re staying on while I fuck you.” The younger man circled Minho’s rim with his slick fingers before plunging in a single digit past the tight ring of muscles. The elder gasped loudly, immediately shoving two of his own fingers in his mouth to quiet himself.

Changbin scoffed, “Greedy slut needs his mouth filled, hmm? I’d fuck your mouth and make you choke on my cock,” he paused to shove another finger in without warning. “But I’d rather fuck you right here.” Bin punctuated his words by massaging Minho’s prostate, having found it with no trouble considering he had memorized every inch of his body with ease.

“Ngh, hyung!” Minho cried, words muffled by the fingers in his mouth. Changbin smirked at him and pumped his digits in and out, scissoring them frequently. But Minho was impatient. He removed his own fingers from his mouth and whined for Changbin, “‘s enough! Want hyung!”

Bin shook his head but took his fingers out nonetheless, knowing Minho loved a little pain anyway. He slathered more lube on his cock and used what remained on his hand to smear on Minho’s hole. “Ready for hyung’s cock, kitten?”

“Please, please, please…” Minho begged as the younger man lined himself up. His eyes rolled to the back of his head when Changbin plunged into him, filling him up just how he adored. “Yes, yes, yes…” the elder chanted, whimpering and sobbing as Bin pounded into him quicker than he expected.

Changbin’s pace faltered as he untucked Minho’s cute, pink dick from its messy confines. The older man blinked up at Bin, more tears falling from his eyes, and jutted out his bottom lip. Changbin’s countenance softened and he couldn’t help but smile slightly. He reached up with his free hand to thumb away some of Minho’s tears while he pumped his cock with the other. “My pretty baby.” Minho choked out a sob and threw his head back when Bin dug his thumb into his slit. “Does my kitten want to cum?”

Minho sniffled and clutched at the couch fabric, taking a shaky breath before looking at Changbin again. “Can I, hyung? Please?”

The younger man gently caressed his cheek before bending down to kiss him firmly. “You asked so sweetly, of course you can, baby!” Changbin whispered against his lips, moulding their lips together again and swallowing Minho’s pretty moans as he brought him closer to the edge.

Bin tugged at the older man’s dick a few more times, kissing him roughly. “C’mon, kitten. Cum on hyung’s cock?”

A shudder ran through Minho when Changbin gave him permission. He kissed the younger man harder, one hand still fisted in the sofa material while the other tangled in the strands of Bin’s hair. Minho came with a shout against Changbin’s lips, tears running down his cheeks while Bin helped him ride out his orgasm, pumping his spurting cock and kissing tenderly at his mouth and face.

“Thank you,” the elder whispered when the aftershocks calmed.

Changbin straightened up, a soft smile on his lips. “A little more so hyung can cum. Be a good boy for me, hmm?”

Minho nodded and maneuvered to hold both of his legs up by the backs of his knees, “Use kitty to make hyung cum.”

Bin wasted no time in picking up the pace of his thrusts, grunting and groaning as he neared his own climax. The angle was causing him to hit Minho’s prostate with every stroke. It punched whimpers and moans from the elder’s throat as his spent cock twitched in renewed interest.

Fresh tears flowed from his eyes as he sobbed out a scream, “Hyung! Feels funny! Don’t wanna cum again! ‘s too soo-” Minho grit his teeth and threw his head back -- the veins in his neck looked as if they’d burst at any moment. “Shit! Oh shit, fuck!” He cursed through his teeth.

Changbin groaned loudly when Minho clenched around him, almost restricting his movement. He gripped Minho’s cock with one hand and circled his other palm over the cockhead. Minho thrashed, cursing and bawling, overwhelmed with pleasure as clear liquid gushed from his abused cock. Bin found it overpoweringly hot and his orgasm hit him like a truck, out of nowhere. He pumped Minho full of his cum as the elder’s cock continued to dribble.

When they both had somewhat caught their breath, Changbin, who was much more coherent than his counterpart, gently pulled out of Minho and leaned over him. Minho was sobbing even harder than he had been and Bin quickly set about aftercare.

“Hey, hey, shh. It’s alright. I’m here. You did so well for me,” he reassured the older man as he brushed the sweaty hair off Minho’s face. Minho’s entire body was shaking so much, he was practically vibrating. Changbin held him close and whispered praises against his temple, “My perfect baby. You did so good. I’m so proud of you. I love you so much, baby.”

A few minutes later, Minho’s crying had reduced to sniffles and his shaking had calmed down immensely. He clutched at Changbin as blinked away the haze in his mind, trying to return to reality.

“We have to clean up, babe,” Bin reminded after a little while, sensing the gross stickiness between them. “Do you think you’ll be ok while I grab a wet washcloth and start a bath for us?” Minho nodded, blinking slowly, and Changbin thought that there was a good chance he would be asleep by the time he returned but he promised to be quick anyway.

It didn’t take long to get the water running and a warm rag for the fast cleanup and Minho was surprisingly still awake when Bin returned to the living room. He carefully wiped him down, mindful to avoid spending too much time on the sensitive areas -- they would relax and soak in the bath to clean the rest. Once he had finished and Minho had given him a lazy smile of approval and thanks, Changbin rushed off to get a glass of water for them both.

When Minho had downed the glass, Bin gathered him in his arms and carried him to the bathroom, delicately placing him in the perfectly warm bathwater. He slid in behind the elder and pulled him to his chest, relaxing back into the tub. Bin ran his fingers through Minho’s hair as Minho turned to lay his head on Changbin’s chest, letting the sound of his heartbeat soothe him.

“I’m sorry you didn’t get to finish your drama,” Minho murmured after a while, a tired smile curving his lips.

Changbin, who had sworn the elder had dozed off, burst into laughter, “I love you, babe!”

#stray kids #stray kids changbin #stray kids minho #seo changbin #lee minho #changbin smut #changbin fluff #minho smut #minho fluff #stray kids smut #stray kids fluff #stray kids changbin fluff #stray kids changbin smut #stray kids minho fluff #stray kids minho smut #kpop smut #kpop fluff #bias/bias wrecker writing

[sugar-petals]

Can u introduce yuzuru to us the caro way?👀

so you want to know about the one and only. ♡😌

yuzuru hanyū (25) of sendai, japan: the most beautiful ice prince with a heart of gold.

….an artist clearly not of this world, he’s been sent to us from another realm. 19 world records, two olympics won, dubbed the greatest figure skater of all time. and the most precious bean on top of that.

but let’s start from the beginning, shall we ♥︎

so, want to spot yuzu on the ice? use this checklist. slender silhouette, an even slimmer waist, feather-like outfits (he sketches those himself; the fandom lovingly calls him swanyu), soft blushy face. he has great androgyny.

outside of performances, you see him either with a deer’s gaze or the brightest, biggest eye smile. also, he’s usually found sitting with his wife: 

which is the ice 😄 these two are together forever. you can discern yuzu from a mile away by how he treats his working ground. 

there is a purity to him. you’d not guess that this is one of the most ardent athletes if you didn’t see what’s around his neck after competitions. the guy’s cuteness is as compelling as his skating technique.

look for it: yuzu’s face is super suave and rosy up close, even after his most energetic performances. some men are handsome, others pretty, he is both. 

even acoustically, he’s hard to miss. applause is all around, and he’s highly expressive. if you see a crying young man getting the high score, that’s yuzuru hanyu. you’ve not seen more beautiful happy tears.

and score reactions, anyway:

so, aye loves, the rumors are true. a cutie-pie off the ice, animated, a real unabashed meme — yuzu is easy-going, talkative. cheery, cheeky, one of a kind. his facial expressions are a league of their own.

if you thought this is the sort of guy who watches cat videos, you are correct 😄

yuz-uwu hanyu, everybody:

his undoubtedly feline behaviour is often unexpected, it stands out with its adorableness, too. a sweetheart par excellence. 

and, how else could it be: vice versa, the big beast on the rink. he’s cutesy, dorky, very well-spoken in daily life, but when it comes to skating, his seriousness escalates. you blink once and suddenly hanyu is a bedazzling, strutting lion :’D his performances stun with confident elegance.

he becomes full of ardor, drama, and focus. you’d never suspect so much fire burns in him. a showman and ambition icon, hands down. 

his skating is dynamic, perfected, and emotional. if you want to see art and the extra mile, tune in when hanyu competes.

the downside is; more light, more shadow. it leaves him crawling on the ice afterwards. yuzu performs so hard, it’s worrying.

he delivers it all. you won’t believe it:

this guy is an asthmatic.

the symptoms aren’t as bad as they used to be, but there are still regular attacks. he said that he’ll never take it as an excuse and often recalls how he started skating because of it. he’s a badass, extremely inspiring. yuzuru defies all limits, including gravity. his jumps have legendary status. 

off the rink, you guessed it: he turns into a wholly different person. 

it all dissolves completely when he’s dorking around again. 

don’t let it deceive you, he’s the no other option than first place type. he could not be any more decorated with titles, he achieved the grand slam in all competitions as of 2020. and still, king of sportsmanship hanyu is respectful and smiley towards all colleagues and never lets anyone feel left out. especially when it comes to his juniors (e.g. yuma kagiyama, 16, below) which says a lot about him.

he bows in every direction before an audience, too. lower than a 90° angle, even. this is more polite than any existing formality in japan.

talk about audience: i introduced fellow japanese skater shoma uno last week, who’s more uncomfortable with social contact and aggression. yuzu, extrovert he is: the exact opposite. he withers away with no people and competition. he’s befriended rivals, had crises over not having someone who could challenge him. when a competitor retires, he’s the one crying in their arms (e.g. with team mate and bff javier fernandez from spain below).

beside his competitive spirit and princely wow factor, hanyu is popular for his winnie pooh tissue box that he caresses, squeezes, and carries everywhere. he loves good luck charms & rituals, pooh is the most important one.

fans throw pooh plushies on the ice after his performances because of it. since it’s gotten so intense, yuzu recently started cleaning them up himself on top of the flower girls for the upcoming skater who could get delayed otherwise. (more about what happens with the piles of plushies later.)

so, the burning question is. 

what made yuzuru hanyu emerge so outstanding an entertainer? how does someone causing so much uproar become like that? it’s not just what kind of appearance he was given, although he really looks his part to a T. you don’t have to be an insider to see it right away.

like literally to a fault. and you can tell the way his blades sound on the ice is different. it’s soft even if he does the most hardcore quadruple jumps. i think it’s because his drive to do this is a higher one, hanyu has an altered relationship with the ice. where his devotion comes from has a more severe reason so, massive trigger warning. 

this is no exaggeration: yuzuru is considered a hero to the japanese. a survivor of the earthquake 2011, he narrowly escaped the collapsing rink in his hometown on that very day. he’s often talked about how the ice shattered underneath his feet and it was the moment that defined his life forever. he could have been dead by the age of 16. his motivation has been set ever since. this man is compelled by something bigger, that’s why you hear it and you feel it. he wants to skate not just for himself but others and seize every day. 

much of his copious charity work — that’s where all the pooh plushies go — went to mend the consequences of the tsunami ever since, he’s looked upon as a great hope in japan. the minister gave him the people’s honor award in 2018. 

now you know why yuzuru has such a fanbase and treats the ice as sacred, you see it in every gesture. his manners are without a single flaw, he helps staff repair the ice after performances. 

you might think it’s odd, but he honors the ground. he’s invested in the integrity of it. that’s why he’s the best skater. it’s gratitude and the will to live fully.

he hates to fall on the ice, he hates to damage it. alongside his feathery weight, that’s why the sound he makes while gliding along is so tender. 

i think that’s also why hanyu’s signature element is the ina bauer. it doesn’t rely on brutal force, instead this element slides across the rink like a swan. yeah, oh my god.

it’s his most well-known dramatic move. the way he surrenders into it. 

hanyu’s back arch and perfect split allow him to do elements no other male skaters can. his biellmann spin, for instance. i know, it’s ridiculous.

and those are just two elements of dozens and dozens. hanyu is a kinetic wizard. i highly rec this record-breaking delivery of his olympic program. in front of his home crowd! he’s just… mind-boggling. i live for his smiles here.

exceptional skater, exceptional mentor: it’s time we look at another puzzle piece that made yuzu the way he is. the masterful brian orser is hanyu’s beloved coach. missing gold by just one mistake at the olympics 1988, brian is now committed to give others what he couldn’t have— successfully so.

orser took the ice prince to gold twice, this hasn’t happened in 66 years. brian is the nicest and most supportive pooh carrier and yuzu’s utmost rock. hanyu’s talent rests safely in these hands.

he gets strict about punctuality lmao! but other than that, his guidance is gentle. canadian he is, brian’s courteousness mixes well with yuzu’s politeness. their bond is strong. as. hell. 

brian picked up yuzu from rock bottom several times. most fateful being hanyu’s accident with a fellow skater during competition warm-ups nov 2014. they collided at a high speed, it was unspeakably nasty. yuzu got knocked out for half a minute and had grave breathing problems but still decided to skate on with what later turned out as an almost-concussion. brian was the most worried ice dad in the world that day.

yuzu cried and crouched and bled like mad and my heart has been broken ever since. i hope he never suffers like that again. promise me you don’t search up the video, it’s a harrowing watch like a stab to the chest. sadly enough, hanyu’s body has still been a notorious wreck, esp. ankle issues regularly give him a hard time 😔

it hurts like a bitch with every jump landing but he takes meds and still manages to win, god knows how. sometimes even with crutches on the podium. at his worst, he’s still the best, it’s a tragedy.

he’s been recovering, or always is, but he pushes himself through injuries. his ambition and perfectionism are boundless. the cause is more important to him than his well-being. this is not an easy guy to stan once you see how he sacrifices and self-destructs. so, it’s good someone protects him. 

mostly from himself because nobody has profoundly surpassed hanyu. he has let himself no choice than to contest himself. not even health, only age can stop yuzu. i think that brian understands this ‘curse of a genius’ effect. his mere presence can make hanyu say these rare words:

his two other coaches contribute to that. tracy wilson (left) has proven to understand his playful side the best while ghislain briand (right) helps yuzuru deal with his fears. so you got 3 people taking care of the golden boy. brian once said: “he is very sheltered” and you can see it’s true.

yuzu eased into learning english and communicates well with his coaches. like with everything, he studies hard and often forces himself to speak during interviews to practice. his skills are astounding. his speaking voice is also very soothing, very amicably low and high alike. yuzu is highly intelligent. he always says something eloquent and interesting.

now, privately, hanyu is very much like you’d expect someone so devoted to skating would be like. he doesn’t go out, has no social media, can’t eat nor sleep very well. no cameras allowed during practice. it figures he is attached to winnie pooh, think about it. in the cartoon, pooh is someone who sleeps, eats, and engages with friends plenty. 

these are the things hanyu can’t do, doesn’t have time/energy/incentive for. he is barred from balance in life but can at least admire this little carefree plushie for it. especially because pooh represents eating lots while yuzuru doesn’t have a good relationship with food (he says it doesn’t go well with jumps etc.), hanyu lives vicariously through him. 

what’s more, you have to see how he throws himself onto others and never wants to let go, yuzuru is extremely cuddly. 

to the degree that mere social customs can’t meet how much he really needs. so, what else can he resort to, he loves mascots and plushies. it’s how the tale goes in japan generally, tough work ethic, high responsibility, high pressure, so people turn to cute fluffy things.

he always fondles pooh’s head, even pretends he’s come to life so he has someone to snuggle with. i think that his isolated lifestyle doesn’t help. so, he gets his affection at least there, you can see how happy it makes him. and again: he does this all for charity.

that’s why fellow skaters are so important to hanyu. it really brings out his social spirit and comforts him best, it’s so wholesome. i’ve not seen someone react so relieved to being embraced, like he’s not been touched for months. skating this, skating that. at the end of the day, hanyu wants love.

as he once said, what motivates him is to express himself in the first place. hanyu is a romantic. it’s written all over him. it reflects in his music choices, his elegant motion, how he designs his outfits:

… and how thoughtfully he talks about marriage. he has big plans for starting a family and coaching after he retires. i won’t be the only one squeezing lucky charm pooh in my imagination so it turns out well for him. please make this heart of gold heal and see all his wishes come true ♡🐻

#thank you for attending this talk ❄️⛸ #i need a moment this was emotional #figure skating #yuzuru hanyu #brian orser #anon #cub mail 🐅 #long post #team japan

[nock-and-bolt]

for character asks, GAVIN

Ahaha love that this was the second character ask I got cause y’all are in for a journey.

First Impression: Ah, Gavin Reed. This man. So, first impression—I absolutely, unequivocally, abhorred him. Like, with a passion. I did not understand why some of my friends liked him. In fact, their liking of him turned my general dislike into active hatred. He was that generic duche, the equivalent of an insecure racist asshole coworker nobody likes, who seemed to enjoy being a complete and utter dick, with no work ethic (cough on his phone at the DPD) and zero redeeming qualities. Y’all were never privy to this cause it was before I was on tumblr lol but the vitriol I had for this fictional man knew no bounds.

Impression Now: *cries* Basically I went on my own personal journey of enemies-to-lovers lmao but not lovers cause I’ll leave that for Nines. ;) After diving into the depths of the fandom lol and yes, watching Detroit Evolution, I revised my earlier stance because my eyes were opened to a world of character development and reedemption. 😂 And I realized that there was so much potential for angst, for pain and suffering and growth and friendship and drama. Like, sure, in game he seems like a flat character, but what if we gave him layers, gave him backstory and motivation and excavated that heart of gold under the piles of refuse? Long story short, and as I’ve said before , I’ve now adopted this dumpster fire of a human being.

Favorite Moment: In game? Gotta be the “bromance” moment, though that’s mainly on Connor’s end haha for making that hilarious. Nowadays it’s basically any scene he’s in that I’m just like “ah, how far we’ve come” nostalgia. Most of my “favorite” moments with him are more products of the fandom than actual canon lol

Idea for a Story: The possibilities are kind of endless. Put him and Nines in any AU, any situation, any scenario whatsoever, and it’s bound to be interesting. Was thinking of doing a Star Wars Reed900 AU with these two dorks actually, idk if anyone would be interested in that haha

Unpopular Opinion: I imagine my first impression listed above is a pretty unpopular opinion with the circles I run in now lol. Oh wait, I have another one—at least before the fandom got to me, I 100% saw him as a dog person, not a cat person. I just love the idea of this dude who pisses off literally everyone ever coming home and burying himself in some thick dog fur, hugging a good ol doggo and looking for the unconditional love he doesn’t get anywhere else (until Nines comes along, ofc).

Favorite Relationship: Gavin and Nines, is that even a question? Best of friends or Reed900, I’m here for it. Honestly think that might be my favorite DBH ship haha, I adore bickering couples/friends that are constantly engaged in maximum sarcasm and rapid-fire witty comebacks but would literally die for each other several times over when it came down to it.

Favorite Headcanon: Obviously that he ends up working with Nines as his partner at the DPD—it’s hard to remember sometimes that that’s not actually canon lol and technically just a hc. But if we go beyond that, hm, like I wrote in my 5+1 fic, I hardcore headcanon that he got into some trouble with the law when he was younger but Fowler went out on a limb for him and wrote to him when in juvie and inspired him to join the force and now he returns the favor and makes it a point to write to other ‘delinquent youths’ and to be that one person who actually gives a phck about these kids even if no one else does.

#dbh #character asks #dbh gavin #gavin reed #reed900 #detroit: become human #dbh text post #d:bh #dbh gavin reed #dbh nines #dbh rk900 #dbh fowler #dbh game #nock stuff #nock thoughts #asks #ask response

[ellewritesathing]

Faking It  -  IV

Summary: You’d done plenty of dumb things in your life, but the dumbest had to be picking Greendale’s latest bad-boy to pretend to be your boyfriend.

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Word-count: 3.4k+

A/N: this gif has nothing to do with this part but i thought it was cute and couldn’t find a kitchen gif that fit. hope you enjoy the drama lmao 💕

Of all the ways you saw taking Caliban’s hand the day you met, you hadn’t anticipated the very obvious outcome: that you’d develop feelings for him. Actual, real, not fake feelings. But it’s not like it was your fault - no, you blamed the blonde asshole himself. They just didn’t make guys like him in Greendale, so he completely blindsided you by being … well, himself.  

He was intimidating enough that other guys left you alone, and - even though plenty of people found him as charming as you did - he made it very clear that he had no interest in any of them. He was infuriatingly good at everything he did and he looked good while doing it. He laughed at all your shitty jokes and actually listened to you when you spoke. How the hell were you supposed to not be attracted to someone who would sit with you while you worked on your art projects and quote poetry in an offhand effort to distract you? 

Who the hell could even quote poetry in real life? 

Not you. Not anyone that you’d ever met. 

Caliban was just different in all the ways that made your heart race. 

The fact that your friends liked him didn’t hurt either. Harvey still rolled his eyes whenever Caliban showed up or made the others laugh, but his anger must have subsided at least a little because you’d caught them joking around between practices. Theo loved Caliban; the two of them had inside jokes, knew each other’s lunch orders, and partnered up for chemistry. Roz would read a book and annotate it before handing it off to Caliban to read, and she liked that Caliban made you smile. Sabrina liked having someone to do dumb and borderline illegal stuff with. They liked him, and now you liked them. The fuckers. 

“Are you listening to a word I’m saying?” Sabrina asked, nudging you with her elbow. “You’ve been staring at the baseball field for like five minutes.”

“Of course I’m listening,” you lied. You sat up straighter and tugged your clothing back into place. “Quite frankly, I’m insulted you’d think that I wasn’t paying attention to The Great Kinkle Family Reunion.” 

Sabrina tilted her head and smiled politely, that’s how you knew trouble was coming. “Then tell me what you should do when Uncle Tristan starts talking about horses,” she said. 

“Uh …”  

“Exactly.” Sabrina laughed and looked down at the field where Harvey, Theo, Caliban, and the rest of the team were running laps. “I’ve been to every family get together since I met Harvey, and they all end horribly. Caliban’s mom was really sweet to host one, but she’s in way over her head. Have you met her, by the way?” 

“No,” you said. You couldn’t tell if that was weird or not. Were fake girlfriends supposed to meet their partner’s mothers? “But I’m kinda surprised she’s doing this given everything I’ve heard about her and the Kinkles. They weren’t exactly the most supportive of her.” 

“Yeah, I don’t know why Harvey’s such a sweetheart when the rest of the family is … It was probably Tommy, now that I think about it,” Sabrina said. She shook her head and turned to look at you before taking your hands in hers. “I just wanted to check-in and make sure you’re ready for this.” 

“Brina, I can handle this.” You squeezed her hands reassuringly. “In case you haven’t noticed, I’ve got a pretty mean right hook. Ask Colin Anderson. If there’s a fight, I’ll be golden.” 

Sabrina laughed and let go of your hands. “I’m trying to prevent that fight, but good to know.” 

You laughed and bumped her with your arm. “Looks like practice is letting out. You wanna head down?” 

“Nah.” Sabrina put on her brightest smile and waved down to a very tired-looking Harvey. “Let them de-stink first.” 

---

After two weeks of prep and cover stories, the day of the Great Reunion was here. You’d woken up disgustingly early in order to get yourself together and drive over to Caliban’s to help them set everything up. 

You weren’t sure what you expected their house to look like, but clashed with the black BMW parked in the garage. It was a sweet, two-story house with a wraparound porch and balloons in the front yard. The house was painted a soft sunshine shade of yellow and had rocking chairs, hanging plants, and rose beds in the front. It was the picture-perfect house for anyone other than Caliban, but it still fit. 

Different. 

Gathering up your nerve and the rest of your belongings, you made your way to the door and pressed the doorbell. The tiny pothos plant felt as awkward as you did while it sat in your hands and waited for someone to open the door. 

Thank God it was Caliban and not his mom. 

He smiled amusedly at your plant before looking up at you. “Is that for me?” 

“I know it’s a lame gift but I didn’t know if your mom was allergic to cut flowers and I’m not old enough to buy her wine,” you said in a rush. You frowned slightly and tilted your head. “Well, not legally at least.” 

Caliban laughed and reached out to take one of your hands and lead you inside. “It’s perfect. Thank you.” 

You didn’t know what else to say as Caliban led you to the kitchen. The house was as much of a surprise inside as it was outside, and it smelled like freshly baked bread. It was colorful and covered in old photos. He seemed very at home here and lighter than you’d ever seen him elsewhere. No, not lighter. Happier.

“Wait.” You stopped dead and let go of Caliban to reach out for a photo of the cutest little boy with missing front teeth and a mess of blonde curls around his dirty face. “Is this you?” You couldn’t help the laugh that came out when Caliban looked pained at your discovery. “Aw, Abercrombie, you were so cute! What’s on your face?” 

Caliban sighed and took the photo out of your hand, looking embarrassed for probably the first time in his life. “I was seven years old and I liked eating chocolate. Is that a problem?” 

“Oh, no, no, no,” a woman said as she rounded a corner and laughed. She had the most beautiful long, brown hair and kind eyes. “You didn’t just like chocolate. If you came anywhere near it, you used to eat yourself into a sugar coma. I couldn’t bake anything around you without you eating the batter before it even got into the oven.” 

She laughed and ruffled Caliban’s hair before smiling at you. You didn’t know anyone could ruffle his hair without losing a hand. 

“You must be the lovely new girlfriend I’ve heard so much about,” she said. “I’m Isobel. Is that for me?” 

Isobel pointed at your little pot plant and jolted you back to life. “Uh, yeah,” you said and held the plant out to her. Her hands were warm as she took the plant from you. “I wasn’t too sure what to bring but I didn’t want to come empty-handed.” 

“Oh, not at all. This little guy is perfect!” Isobel lifted up the plant to look at it. “I’m going to give him some water and put him in the front. Do you guys want to get settled in the kitchen so long?” 

“Of course,” Caliban said with a gentle smile. His mom gave him another playful bump and disappeared into some other part of the house while Caliban held a hand out to you. “Shall we?” 

“Who are you?” you teased with wide eyes as you took his hand in yours.

You followed him into the kitchen and took a seat at the breakfast bar. They were here for maybe a month and their house already felt like more of a home than yours ever did. How they afforded it all, you had no idea, but Caliban never spoke about his birth dad and you didn’t want to push. All you knew was he gave Caliban his blonde hair and bone structure, nothing more and nothing less.

You were snapped out of your thoughts by the sight of Caliban in a sunflower printed apron. Clearly, your efforts to contain your amusement weren’t nearly as stellar as you thought they were because Caliban raised an eyebrow at you over all the baking supplies on the counter. 

“What’s the matter?” he asked. 

“I didn’t peg you for an apron guy is all,” you said with a small shrug, doing your best to sound nonchalant and not totally, completely chalant. 

“I don’t like getting my clothes dirty,” Caliban said defensively. “Without an apron, anything can stain your shirt.” 

“I think I’ll take the risk,” you said as you tapped the counter. “I trust myself and don’t think anyone’s going to splatter batter on me.” 

“Batter, maybe not …” Caliban tilted his head to the side. “But flour?” 

“Flour?” 

Before you had the chance to ask what he meant, Caliban threw a handful of flour at you. He laughed at how shocked you were and you took that opportunity to reach across the counter and throw some flour at him. Soon enough the two of you were running around the kitchen, covered in flour, and laughing until your sides hurt. 

Caliban wrapped his arms around you and scooped you up, ignoring your pleading and cries that were cut short by laughter. You were still mid-air with Caliban’s face close to your own when Isobel came back. 

“Hey, hey, hey!” Isobel put her hands out to get your attention. “We have guests coming in an hour and the two of you are making a mess in my kitchen.” 

Caliban set you down, but the two of you were still tangled up and filthy. You didn’t know what to say to the woman you’d met fifteen minutes ago and whose kitchen you’d subsequently ruined.

Isobel laughed and shook her head. “It’s my own fault for leaving this one unsupervised,” she teased, pointing a finger at Caliban as she made her way around to start cleaning up. “Go clean yourselves up. Come back when you don’t like friendly ghosts.” 

Luckily for you, flour was relatively easy to get out because you weren’t wearing dark colors for once. It took a while to get it out of your hair and make it look presentable, but it was hard to be too mad at the mess when it was such a fun time making it. 

When you got back downstairs, you could hear people laughing and talking in the kitchen. It was still too early for guests but it was clear that it wasn’t just Caliban and his mom. 

You were right. You rounded the corner to find Caliban freshly-changed, his mom kneading some dough, and a very pretty redhead with big doe-eyes all laughing at some inside joke. It made you feel painfully other. 

“Oh, Luce,” Isobel said when she noticed you come in, waving you over. “You have to meet Caliban’s girlfriend. She’s a gem.” 

Luce ... As in Lucy? Lucy from California? Harvey’s first crush? Lucy. 

This was going to end badly. 

Lucy tilted her head as she turned to look at you. You could see the gears turning in her head as she looked you over. “Girlfriend?” she asked with a friendly (but fake) smile.

“The one and only,” you said with an over-confident smile as you walked over and interlaced your hand with Caliban’s. You wrapped your other hand around his arm, just like the first day you met. You introduced yourself with a friendly yet fake smile of your own. 

“You guys moved up here a few months ago and Caliban’s completely forgotten about me,” Lucy teased to Isobel. She moved some hair out of her face and looked over at you again. “He used to tell me everything. We were like this.” She crossed her index and middle finger over each other with a smile. 

You’d have liked to show her one of your fingers. 

But you didn’t. All you did was smile and make some polite conversation while not letting go of Caliban. You weren’t sure why you were being so defensive. It’s not like you and Caliban were actually dating, but you didn’t like Lucy. Not only did she break Harvey’s heart and cause all the damage you’d spent the better part of two months fixing, but she also just rubbed you the wrong way. 

“Okay, not to ruin all the fun,” Isobel said after a while. “But guests should be coming soon. Why don’t you kids make sure everything is set up in the back and keep an ear out for any early birds?” 

“Sure thing,” Lucy said, hopping off her seat and leading the way to the backyard. 

You started following when Caliban caught your arm and said something to his mom about getting more supplies from the garage. He didn’t say anything else as he led the way and neither did you, but that was mostly just because you were being petty. 

Caliban led you to the middle of the garage and tugged on the old light to illuminate the dusty room around you. He lifted your intertwined hands and folded them over each other as he thought about what he was going to say. 

You couldn’t wait that long. 

“So, what’s the deal with you and Lucy? And I want the truth this time.” 

Caliban laughed and shook his head as he looked up at the old light above you. He took a breath before saying, “Lucinda’s my best friend, pretty much my only friend before yours so kindly took me in. If I’d known she’d be here today, I would have said something.” 

“Wait, you were best friends with the girl who broke up your family?” you asked. 

“She apologized,” Caliban said. “And, besides, you’re friends with Harvey.” 

“Harvey’s never made out with me,” you said, untangling your hand from his so that you could cross your arms over your chest. 

Caliban narrowed his eyes slightly as he took in your newly defensive stance, and then he laughed without saying anything else. He looked amused when he met your scowling gaze again. “I can’t believe you’re jealous,” he said. “Don’t misunderstand me, it’s incredibly attractive but-” 

“I am not jealous,” you said. “I couldn’t care less.” 

“I’m sure,” Caliban said with a sarcastic smile. He rolled his eyes as he stepped closer and cupped your face before leaning down to be millimeters away from your face. “Forget about her, alright? I assure you, you’re the only fake girlfriend for me.” 

Before you had the chance to say something witty in return, the garage door flew open and the devil herself stood in the opening. 

“There you are!” Lucy said. “Cal, I need help with these streamers. I’m way too short to get them where your mom wants them.” 

“I’ll be right out,” Caliban said without taking his eyes off yours. He pressed a kiss to your forehead before taking a step back and leaving you in the dusty and dim garage. 

You shot a warning text to Harvey about Lucy before you went out to help the others. Though he never answered, he must have got it because he was surprisingly okay when he and Sabrina got there. You and Sabrina shared a look when Lucy got a bit handsy with her hello, but neither of you said anything. 

That’s how most of the get together went; you and Sabrina sharing secret, sarcastic looks and staying out of trouble. Well, mostly. You still didn’t know what to say when Uncle Tristan started talking about horses, but Caliban came to your rescue and the rest was smooth sailing. 

Until an hour went by when you couldn’t find Caliban anywhere. You asked around but no one had seen him, but his mom pointed you in the direction of his room. Isobel held onto your arm before you could leave. 

“Um, I’m sorry if this seems a bit strange but I …” Isobel smiled and looked down at her hand on your arm before letting go, clearly trying to respect whatever boundaries you may have had. “Caliban’s been a lot happier since we moved here and I think that has to do with you. I just wanted to say thank you.” 

“Oh, uh- It’s nothing. I’m just a girl and I’m sure Caliban’s brought a few of us around by now with cheekbones like that,” you said with a smile. 

“No, Caliban’s never brought anyone home before,” Isobel said, looking like she was trying to remember anything to the contrary. “Sorry, hun, I’ve gotta go. Jan’s calling me over. Good luck with the search!” 

“Thanks,” you said quietly. 

Isobel disappeared into the sea of Kinkles and you made your way to Caliban’s room. You took your time going up the stairs, looking at all the photos on the wall as you did. It was nice to see that Caliban was just as angry and angsty now as he was at  14 years old. 

It was strangely quiet upstairs compared to the rest of the house and the party in the backyard. Quite enough that you could hear someone giggling upstairs, someone decidedly not Caliban. 

Roz would have told you to face it head-on and not to sneak around like a creep. Thankfully, Roz wasn’t there to say anything. 

You tiptoed as casually as you could to Caliban’s room. The room felt more like the Caliban you knew than the rest of the house did: big windows without any blinds, a tornado of books and sketches on every surface available, and a very pretty redhead making out with him. 

“She kissed you, huh?” you asked, echoing the story of when they were younger before turning on your heel and slamming the door behind you. Your heart ached annoyingly when Caliban called out for you as he followed behind you, but your brain told it to suck it up until you were out of the house.

By sheer force of will, you made it back downstairs without turning around, but then Caliban managed to get a hold of your hand and spin you around to face him. 

“Would you please let me explain?” Caliban asked. 

“No,” you said, pulling your hand away from him. “Look, it’s not like you have anything to explain anyway, okay?” He reached out for you again and you took a step back so you wouldn’t be confused by his touch. “You and me? We were a fake relationship. Maybe this is the universe saying it’s time it came to a real end.” 

You knew what he’d say if you weren’t arguing. He’d ask you, with that annoying smile of his, when you started letting the universe tell you what to do. Or he’d make some comment about the universe being a bastard. But all he did now was set his jaw and look down at his hand. 

“What are you saying?” 

“I’m saying this is it,” you said. “Goodbye, Caliban.” 

You weren’t sure why you expected him to say something else, to fight for your fake relationship, but all that expectation just led to disappointment. Caliban flexed his hand but didn’t say anything else as you pushed past him to get your stuff from the kitchen so you could rush to your car to cry. 

Harvey was tapping on your window just before you started the car. Curse your five-minute breakdown for being long enough for him to notice you were gone. 

“What?” you asked as you rolled down the window. 

“Are you okay?” Harvey asked. “You ran out of there so fast-” 

“You were right, okay?” You put your car in reverse before looking back up at him. “Caliban’s not a good guy and you warned me. Will you just let me go so I can cry somewhere that’s not here?” 

“Hey, you know that’s not what I meant,” Harvey said softly, reaching through the window for you. “Let me come with-” 

“No. Go have fun with your family. I need to get out of here.” 

“But-” 

“Harvey, move or I will drive over your foot.” 

You didn’t think he was going to do it, but Harvey took a very reluctant step back and put his hands up in surrender. He wasn’t going to fight for you either, not that you’d given him much of a chance. Harvey was stood there, watching you drive away until he disappeared in your rearview mirror. 

Music blared in an attempt to drown out your thoughts, but there was one you couldn’t get rid of no matter how hard you tried. Sabrina was right - every Kinkle family get together ended horribly.

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#faking it #caliban #caliban imagine #caliban x reader #caos #chilling adventures of sabrina

[sukirichi]

read the new chapters and aAAACKKKKK BESTIE???

y/n - ‘I was born to make everyone’s life a living hell’ maam this LINE?! JAW DROPPED, TIME STOPPED being insecure all her life and wanting to live up to the expectations to her dad just to have that sliver of attention from him, that sentence gives us a glimpse on how little she felt despite being accomplished, rather successful actually because she always cleans her boss’ mess have a lot of baggage to unpack. and when the secret was confirmed, her anger rejects all of the entity that ties with her past because both her parents deprived her for the things she was supposed to have– becoming greedy to fulfill those. then eventually, somehow, going back to her roots aka being humble after having the talk with her dad. As most of her insecurity started because of him and how she had to be the bigger person for his other family, clearing out the misunderstanding between them brought a sense of peace  while she’s settling in the restless turn of events.

and with our main man gojo, this guy, it is not wise to- 😤😤 how can you say you’re engaged after doing the body tango huh? esp when you said you want y/n to be your wife? oh gee and the revelation of his past relationship with mia and how he sees her in y/n is so fucked up. can’t help but think that satoru wanting to marry and be this lovey-dovey with y/n is just him reliving the moments that mia never gave him in the past. and y/n accepting that their current relationship is based on how they’re filling up the cracks in their needs and settling for the sake of familiarity. imagine how deep in love our girl is to keep satoru in her life 💔 im still in it for the second lead agenda

needless to say, everyone here needs a therapy so they can get their shit straight together 🤧🤧 (ノ•̀ o •́ )ノ ~ ┻━┻

BUT i know you mentioned this many times but laywer! naoya all poised and in his best behavior while helping y/n in her new situation has my heart go💕💕 winning lots of cases and is known in his field, he proved that he is both beauty and brains. and the pen spin??? man be pulling those fast spins either to distract or impress the person he is talking to flashing those perfect white pearls wtf now i can’t get that out of my head naoya brain rot 🥵🥵 also celebrity chef! sukuna in charge of all those delicious, exquisite cuisines? imma make myself broke just to taste his masterpiece🥲 ooh but how about him being a michelin star chef and owning a michelin-starred resto?! no doubt, left and right you see this man appearing on some high food magazine on the cover 😊😊 oh oh i also saw that supermodel! choso?? also his face is plastered on magazines AND luxurious advertisements ex. shibuya crossing! where most people be drenched in his glorious presence yea weird shibuya arc ref pls kill me and everyone talks how handsome and intimidating he is while he just have a rbf and only the closest people in his life get to see him drop that front 😌😌

with that in mind, imagine supermodel! choso being a godfather to the baby of y/n?? he would go soft immediately at the sight of the child and would probably love giving lots of branded clothes it will be good enough for more than a year ☺️🥲😭

oh and there is this one scene in chp7 that reminded me of the recent korean movie i watched i dont wanna say it in case you wanna check it out its called sweet and sour and oh god idk why but watching it, mind keeps on prompting your fics 😬😬 maybe bcos i some of your fic always had med related topics and the main actress role there is a nurse. i remember that you’re on your clinic training so maybe thats why 😳oohh pls don’t forget to take breaks and be safe heart and oh ur a psych major too? oh wow hi ig in relation to one actress in the sweet and sour fic, she was also in a kdrama the heirs- which was popular at the time with it being packed with some solid household actors and actresses. sky castle tho, ig it relates to the theme of reckless more because its mostly how parents from the upper class will mindlessly destroy someone’s life to attain their materialistic desires  🤧🙂

this fic, easily in my top 3 ‘heart belongs to who it dictates’ so many twists, so much drama and ANGST! YES BESTIE GIMME THOSE ANGST 🥲😌

i hope you’re doing well nowadays :’)) we need to find gege the best chiropractor to take care of his back, so good that it’ll make naoya respawn to life 🙂 suki i don’t think i’ll get tired of saying how much i love your work that it feels illegal im reading it for free 💔. i don’t really have much to offer, but im wishing you good health and success in your life :’)) aah i’ve mentioned this already but take care always 💕💖😊🥰

- 🍳

read the new chapters and aAAACKKKKK BESTIE???

y/n - ‘I was born to make everyone’s life a living hell’ maam this LINE?! JAW DROPPED, TIME STOPPED being insecure all her life and wanting to live up to the expectations to her dad just to have that sliver of attention from him, that sentence gives us a glimpse on how little she felt despite being accomplished, rather successful actually because she always cleans her boss’ mess have a lot of baggage to unpack. and when the secret was confirmed, her anger rejects all of the entity that ties with her past because both her parents deprived her for the things she was supposed to have– becoming greedy to fulfill those. then eventually, somehow, going back to her roots aka being humble after having the talk with her dad. As most of her insecurity started because of him and how she had to be the bigger person for his other family, clearing out the misunderstanding between them brought a sense of peace  while she’s settling in the restless turn of events.

and with our main man gojo, this guy, it is not wise to- 😤😤 how can you say you’re engaged after doing the body tango huh? esp when you said you want y/n to be your wife? oh gee and the revelation of his past relationship with mia and how he sees her in y/n is so fucked up. can’t help but think that satoru wanting to marry and be this lovey-dovey with y/n is just him reliving the moments that mia never gave him in the past. and y/n accepting that their current relationship is based on how they’re filling up the cracks in their needs and settling for the sake of familiarity. imagine how deep in love our girl is to keep satoru in her life 💔 im still in it for the second lead agenda

needless to say, everyone here needs a therapy so they can get their shit straight together 🤧🤧 (ノ•̀ o •́ )ノ ~ ┻━┻

BUT i know you mentioned this many times but laywer! naoya all poised and in his best behavior while helping y/n in her new situation has my heart go💕💕 winning lots of cases and is known in his field, he proved that he is both beauty and brains. and the pen spin??? man be pulling those fast spins either to distract or impress the person he is talking to flashing those perfect white pearls wtf now i can’t get that out of my head naoya brain rot 🥵🥵 also celebrity chef! sukuna in charge of all those delicious, exquisite cuisines? imma make myself broke just to taste his masterpiece🥲 ooh but how about him being a michelin star chef and owning a michelin-starred resto?! no doubt, left and right you see this man appearing on some high food magazine on the cover 😊😊 oh oh i also saw that supermodel! choso?? also his face is plastered on magazines AND luxurious advertisements ex. shibuya crossing! where most people be drenched in his glorious presence yea weird shibuya arc ref pls kill me and everyone talks how handsome and intimidating he is while he just have a rbf and only the closest people in his life get to see him drop that front 😌😌

with that in mind, imagine supermodel! choso being a godfather to the baby of y/n?? he would go soft immediately at the sight of the child and would probably love giving lots of branded clothes it will be good enough for more than a year ☺️🥲😭

oh and there is this one scene in chp7 that reminded me of the recent korean movie i watched i dont wanna say it in case you wanna check it out its called sweet and sour and oh god idk why but watching it, mind keeps on prompting your fics 😬😬 maybe bcos i some of your fic always had med related topics and the main actress role there is a nurse. i remember that you’re on your clinic training so maybe thats why 😳oohh pls don’t forget to take breaks and be safe heart and oh ur a psych major too? oh wow hi ig in relation to one actress in the sweet and sour fic, she was also in a kdrama the heirs- which was popular at the time with it being packed with some solid household actors and actresses. sky castle tho, ig it relates to the theme of reckless more because its mostly how parents from the upper class will mindlessly destroy someone’s life to attain their materialistic desires  🤧🙂

this fic, easily in my top 3 ‘heart belongs to who it dictates’ so many twists, so much drama and ANGST! YES BESTIE GIMME THOSE ANGST 🥲😌

i hope you’re doing well nowadays :’)) we need to find gege the best chiropractor to take care of his back, so good that it’ll make naoya respawn to life 🙂 suki i don’t think i’ll get tired of saying how much i love your work that it feels illegal im reading it for free 💔. i don’t really have much to offer, but im wishing you good health and success in your life :’)) aah i’ve mentioned this already but take care always 💕💖😊🥰

- 🍳

y/n becomes a real baddie when she’s pissed off 😫

hmm y/n wasn’t really working hard for her dad’s attention, it was more like she felt so left out and unwanted (she feels unwanted wherever she goes) that she just decided to pack up and support them from afar bcos to her, she’s so alienated in her dad’s family that she felt like she had to work hard to earn a spot in their table. she knows she’s the outsider but she wants to feel like she can be part of them, that she is also a child deserving of love and care, but becos her stepmom focused more on her actual kids and her own dad was too busy with his new family now, it made y/n feel that she had to do something to be worthy of that.

that’s why most of the money she made working in tokyo was still wired to her family; she put her brothers in school and supported them, all because she hoped it would make them accept her more. now, things are different because she finally found her biological family, but even if valeria and co. still don’t want her, y/n is now more focusing on building something that’s truly hers that no one can take away. yes yes, she did become greedy, but more for power than of acceptance. she got to a point she doesn’t care as much vying for her parents’ approval and now thinks her luxury gives her comfort; only because at least she has that much. like she said in the latest chapter, happiness was not what she needed, it was stability and money - all things she lacked before.

and yea she did go back to her roots! all of her issues started with her dad anyway but that part is slowly patching up 🩹💔 oooh actually your theory is right bestie 🧐 gojo found y/n interesting bcos she reminded him of mia, so the more she pushed him away, the more he’s like wait, i’ve been here before, let’s not repeat past mistakes but i can do better now. on the part where gojo talked to mia while she was asleep, notice how he said he’s given a second chance to do better now, all because he couldn’t do them with mia but he could with y/n.

ohhh actually y/n was the one who established that ‘fulfilling mutual need and settling for familiarity instead of being lonely’ type of relationship. gojo avoided her for weeks and he’s pretty settled in keeping his distance, but she was the one who sought him out. deep down, y/n is afraid if she doesn’t at least use him as an anchor to her more humble roots, then she might spiral out of control and end up like valeria, thus using him as a ‘distraction’ but in reality, she needs his comfort to be grounded.

SECOND LEAD AGENDA OMG LETS GOOO 🏃🏻‍♀️🏃🏻‍♀️🏃🏻‍♀️ geto the fine fine option.

NO BESTIE MOMENT U MENTIONED LAWYER NAOYA I JUST KNEW I WAS GONNA SCREAM. okay but lawyer! naoya is so fine, i love his character so much bcos he’s a pure bean. originally, i was gonna make him an antagonist but i found he had more potential as a good, supportive character. HIS PEN SPIN HELPPP WHY COULDN’T HE JUST BEEN OUR BABY DADDY 😫 he pulls them fast spins bcos he’s nervous btw HAHAHAHA y/n can be quite intimidating and lawyer! naoya is sometimes too precious.

celebrity chef! sukuna is MEAN! he was pictured after gordon ramsay so lmao. omgggg sukuna being famous not only for his food but also his handsomeness 😳 he gets so cocky over how no one can get in his level while popping a battle of champagne, listening to ‘careless whisper’ while dancing to his reflection in the mirror 😤

also yoo supermodel! choso is THE hot shit 🥵 he’s so famous his schedule is packed for an entire year and a half and those are just for very selected brands and designers! ugh imagine going to work on the subway when you see supermodel! choso with rbf posing sexily and you swoon because he’s so sexy. plot twist that choso doesn’t know how to drive bcos as a kamo family member, they grew up with drivers taking them to and fro, so when his driver got sick and everyone else was busy, supermodel choso takes the subway himself and hides behind a face mask and cap while still wearing extravagant clothes that makes him stand out more. he does not have ‘subtle’ on his book at all.

and yeah people say he’s intimidating but its more his height and build + rbf! in reality, he’s just as soft and sweet as naoya, but both of them go into protective mode when someone they care about is being crapped on. and boy when they DO get into “what did you just say?” mode, better run away 🏃🏻‍♀️ supermodel! choso is also an heir to the kamo empire though not after the business, but he still has enough power to take you down in a second.

meanwhile, lawyer! naoya didn’t become this successful without being so savage yet composed he makes you question your entire existence before he drags you to court. lawyer! naoya is so scarily convincing that he can make you plead guilty even tho you did nothing wrong 💀

aaaah omg supermodel! choso LOVES babies actually! as the eldest child who looked after his brothers bcos the kamo parents are always away for work, being a father figure is so natural to him. i can picture him being the one who cries harder than gojo if the baby is born bcos he’s so excited, then reads poems to the baby before sighing that childbirth is such a beautiful thing 🥺

omg i know sweet n sour, the actresses are one of my faves tho i haven’t watched it yet! oooh they’re a nurse? i didn’t know that 🧐 i actually finish my short training in a week so i’ll be heading on to heavy majoring in psychology! wait bestie are YOU also a psych major 😳💕 oh and i see i see, sky castle *jots that down for future references* reckless actually has lots of significance in terms of the parents’ roles so i’m excited to see that! and aww thank you so much, can’t believe i made it in someone’s top three 🥺💕

HELP AHSKWKW i’m gonna call the best chiropractor in the world and send them gege’s way, i’ll cry a river if that’s what it takes to bring my boo back to life 😭 and noo baby the support already means a lot to me, i’m just happy to indulge in my hobbies and share it wih you all so thank you very much for everything 🥺 please take care of yourself too n have a nice day!! kith MWAH 💕

#asks with naoya's trophy wife #series: reckless #jjk: manga spoilers #anon:🍳

[okayoonoh]

HENDERY’S FAMILY

a/n: i honestly can’t believe that i’m almost done with the first part of the series! thank you for sticking with me and i hope you continue to as i still have a ton of ideas for more scenarios and all that good jazz!

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WONG KUNHENG

he has 3 kids, 2 girls and 1 boy. his son is the middle child. wong xiuying is his oldest daughter, 3 years later, his son wong mochou was born and 3 years after that, his youngest daughter wong zhangjing was born. 

WONG XIUYING: >> as a baby <<

i know i have probably said this about ever baby girl

but she’s a princess

i definitely feel like hendery would be an amazing girl dad

like he has a lot of sisters

so i feel like he really understands girls well

and he would show that with his daughter

i def feel like no matter how prepared he thinks he is as dad, he manages to mess up but make everything so funny

like the first time he changed her diaper?

he made you laugh so hard, post labor you had to change your pants (that seems like a tmi pero giRLS CHILD LABOR IS NOT PRETTY AND IT’S DEF NOT OVER AFTER THE BABY. YOU DEAL WITH STUFF FOR MONTHS AFTER)

and that was gross talk with amy time™ lol

anyway

out of all of the babies, xiuying is the giggliest

like i feel like even when she cries, she’ll giggle

for some reason, when she just looks at her dad, she just starts laughing lol

and like even when she cries, if she sees hendery, she’ll just laugh

i feel like hendery is one of the best uncles

like all of the kids love him

and its the same especially when it came to his daughter

there honestly would not be a day without laughter

like xiuying would manage to make you laugh

hendery would manage to make you laugh

your household is just full of giggles even before xiuying could properly talk

pero, back to the princess thing

like she was such a gorgeous baby

she inherited hendery’s HUGE eyes

and whenever she giggled and smiled

oh man

like she was just so beautiful

like she’s just naturally so pretty

she has the prettiest smile too

like there was just so much happy and joy in your life because she was there

hendery would just be so happy around her

like he could be super duper tired from tour or from practice

like really exhausted

but the second he sees xiuying

oh man

his energy is instantly restored

just knowing his happy daughter is there, all of his energy is back

hendery is there for everything tho

like he’ll stay by her even when she’s crying like there’s no tomorrow

regardless of how exhausted he is, he’ll do everything for his little girl

>> as a child <<

she’s still so pretty

like she’s in so many dramas and commercials and ads and everything lmao

she’s so iconic tho

like she’s so funny

she inherited hendery’s funny bone

tbh all of the kids did

pero yeah

everyone always think she’s like a docile little thing

buT LMAO SHE’LL SHOW THEM REAL QUICK

WHAT AN AMAZING SENSE OF HUMOR THAT SHE HAS

SHE’S REALLY SO FUNNY THO 

like she really is

she’s so witty 

and her reactions are the best

even tho she’s in dramas and such, she laughs really easily

they really do get frustrated with her doe

but she makes it up bc the end product is really really good

she’s straight up a crackhead tho lbr

she can out hendery the man himself

like maybe a younger hendery could keep up with her

but as hendery gets older and he has more than just xiuying

poor thing is starting to get pooped lol

she’s best friends with xiaojun’s oldest son, xiao zhangwei

like zhangwei loves to sing and won’t stop singing

and she can just keep up with him

like he’ll just be singing ever song he knows

and she’ll be in the back with a tambourine lol

she just vibes so well with zhangwei

but whenever they’re together, it’s so chaotic

it takes at least 4 people to watch just the two of them bc they’re just so chaotic lmao

her biggest flaw really is the fact that she can’t really control her energy

like she doesn’t know when to calm it down

it’s all okay tho

she’ll eventually learn dw

but yeah

tbh she’s such a funny older sister

she wouldn’t do anything super dangerous with her little siblings

but like she’ll just say the weirdest and funniest things

like she’ll scream at the top of her lungs

“MOCHOU POOPED HIMSELF MOM!!! IT STINKS!!!” 

like she’ll scream scream that lol

she takes compliments well

whenever she gets complimented she just says “THANK YOU!! YOU’RE ALSO PRETTY!”

she’s a charming little ball of craziness

>> as a teen/adult <<

honestly

she kept her crackhead personality

but she can get really serious when needed

like when it comes to her career and her family and such

she’s super serious

but in other situations

she’s honestly the funniest

xiuying becomes a really good older sister

like if her younger siblings are getting out of check

she’s really good at keeping them in line

xiuying is def not scary

but like her siblings just naturally listen to her

she becomes a model/comedian/tv personality

like jaehyun’s son, jung leon, she’s just so beautiful and so funny lol

she honestly could care less abt like being super “feminine” and stuff to maintain her model image yknow?

like tbh

she probably tried to reserved and calm and such

but her personality just is too powerful lmao

she would slip a lot

her manager would scold her and stuff whenever she did slip up

and it got to the point where her manager just gave up lmao

they just let her do as she pleased and she skyrocketed in personality after that

but yeah, tbh, she really does take her career seriously

like super duper seriously

xiuying wants to live an honest life tbh

like she takes her career seriously, but when her manager told her to maintain a pristine image, she didn’t sit well with it

bc the image they wanted her to maintain is simply not her

she talked to her manager abt it and they understood and let her do as she pleases

and it really did help everyone in the end

she’s still zhangwei’s best friend

zhangwei joins a band and he’s the lead singer

xiuying knows zhangwei better than anyone tbh

they def don’t get together tho

like they’re the best example of platonic, heterosexual, best friends

to be 100% honest

xiuying has a huge thing for the drummer of his band lmao

ofc she goes to zhangwei’s concerts to support him

but her true reason to go is to see the drummer lol

everyone gets along so well with her

like literally no one seems to have anything bad abt her

if they do and they talk abt it, she’ll just agree lmao

like someone will say “your nose is too big.”

and she’s like “yeah, my nose is pretty big. it’s okay, it allows me to smell yummy food easier and better then.”

or like

“your eyes resemble the eyes of donkey from shrek”

and she’ll be like “omG REALLY? HE’S MY FAVORITE CHARACTER THANK YOU SM”

she takes hate the best out of all of the kids

like if someone is struggling bc they get some hate comments, she swoops in and pats them on the back and is like “dw. xiuying is here. let me teach you how to deal with the haters.”

but yeah, she’s really goofy and so gorgeous and just a well loved person :,)

WONG MOCHOU: >> as a baby <<

he’s also so pretty as a baby

he also inherited hendery’s big eyes

pero

his eyes are lowkey kinda creepy

like it was endearing with xiuying bc she smiled a lot

but mochou is super duper serious lmao

like he loves to stare

and it was lowkey kinda creepy

but overtime, when he smiled more, it became endearing lol

for sure, hendery and xiuying’s reactions were the best lol

like hendery and xiuying would be playing with mochou, trying to get him to smile

and mochou is just :|

he’s not mad

he’s actually quite happy

it’s just he wasn’t really the smiliest baby

xiuying and hendery would just have the funnies reaction

mochou is quite a looker tho

even tho his eyes creeped all of you out

from an early age it was very clear that mochou would be a talker

he was babbing from the second he knew he could makes noises

and hendery would hold out entire conversations with him

for example

mochou: aaaabbaaaa taaa maaaa

hendery: you know, that’s an interesting point, i’ve never thought about it like that before

mochou: daaaaaa aahhhpoooo

hendery: no, it’s definitely crazy, i totally agree. so tell me, what are your opinions on the current state of our economy?

mouchou: baaa

hendery: good insight, my son.

mochou loved to imitate you guys while you talked

like if you said “i love you!”

he would babble a reply that is really similar

even tho xiuying would play with mochou a lot

mochou was really good at playing on his own

xiuying loves to just explain everything to him

like every little detail about everything

she’ll bring him the most random things and just explain everything she knows about it

mochou was most definitely cared for by xiuying

he was just a sweetheart who creeped you out from time to time

>> as a child <<

omg 

he had the biggest imagination

and he let the world know it

like he was such a creative kid

mochou would make a new world whenever he played

like if mochou and xiuying were playing together

mochou would create an entire new world and xiuying would just be so excited the entire time

like

xiuying: “sO YOU’RE TELLING ME THAT THE HOUSE IS A SPACE SHIP???”

mochou: “YES!!! CMON, IF YOU GO TO THE WINDOW YOU’LL SEE A TON OF DIFFERENT PLANETS!!!

xiuying: “OHHH MY GOSH THIS IS SO EXCITING!!”

all of the kids love to play with him because his imagination is just so crazy

he’s still a huge talker

mochou is amazing at carrying conversations

like he’s is a pretty social bee and loves to talk to everyone

he loves to tell everyone everything

mochou belongs to the 127 squad

meaning he’s best friends with jaehyun’s son, jung leon, jungwoo’s second daughter, kim jieun, and haechan’s second daughter, lee haeun

when the 4 of them are together

you need at least 10 people watching them

by themselves? they have a ton of energy

all together? oh no

when he does get tired, he loves to draw

mochou is naturally talented at drawing

in all forms that require creativity, mochou is naturally talented in all of it 

he was naturally really good at singing

he was naturally really good at learning instruments

he was naturally really good at painting, sketching, drawing, doodling

he was naturally really good at writing

mochou has a lot in his brain and the best way he could get it out was through drawing and painting

even tho as a baby, he was kinda stoic and such, he made of for it as a child

he became just a smilie as xiuying

xiuying and mochou have the sweetest relationship

xiuying likes to scold mochou even if he’s not doing anything wrong

mochou just smiles and listens to his sister.

even his younger sister liked to torment him a bit

but tbh, he would just take it

he loves his sisters to death

he would let them play with him as they’d like, he was honestly just chill  about it

hendery would sometimes take mochou on “man” dates

but tbh

it’d just be the two of them getting ice cream or something like that lol

hendery grew up with a ton of sisters so like I def feel like he would be a little confused with how to raise his son

but I mean, if his mochou was more on the feminine side? so what?

hendery loved mochou for who he is

omg, both boys would be so whipped for the girls tho

like if hendery was watching all of the kids, he would for sure end up dressed up as a princess

mochou too

when you came home, hendery would have a princess dress on him that def doesn’t fit bc it’s xiuying’s dress

mochou would be covered in head to toe with makeup

and hendery would be talking in his girl voice about being the beautiful queen of the land

it’s the best thing ever tbh

>> as a teen/adult <<

he becomes a creator/director for movies and such

like his creativity is so amazing and it remains the same way until he’s an adult

and the world needs to know his stories and such

he vibes well with yuta’s daughter, nakamoto akari

they both have such an amazing imagination and they both just want to share it into the world

he honestly follows in akari’s footsteps bc like she has a bit more experience in this field than he does

mochou for sure works in the same animation studio she works at

and together, they just build the coolest worlds ever

they def have their own ideas and stuff

but like if they work on a project together

they lowkey can just sync up and like they barely need words

everyone else who works in the animation studio is like???

bc like akari would talk to mochou for like 2 min

and then he just nods and starts drawing

then she starts drawing too

and like the characters from the drawings look virtually identical

it’s crazyy

they’re on the same wavelength

he for sure still parties hard with his 127 squad

like during work, he’s serious and straightforward

but like leon, jieun, and haeun would pick him up at the studio and he’s screaming for some reason lol

not out of fear,

out of excitement bc he’s ready to PARTY HARD WITH HIS FRIENDS

i feel like mochou would have the same exact sense of humor hendery has

like

as an adult, if hendery and mochou were just spending some time together

it sounds like there’s two hendery’s in the room

and oh no

tbh

mochou? he’s getting all of the ladies

i feel like he would be the type to have a different girl fall for him each week

i also feel like he’s too clueless to reject or accept their feelings

omg one time

while he was at a work seminar

one of the people he met would write her number on a tissue or something

and she would hand it to him

and he would be like “thanks! my nose was a little stuffy”

thEN PROCEED TO BLOW HIS NOSE IN THE NAPKIN

he would be so clueless and just throw it away

and like he def didn’t do it on purpose

he would just flash her a smile and act like nothing happened

bc to him, nothing happened other than a nice person gave him a tissue bc his nose was stuffy

mochou is a funny one, that’s for sure. 

WONG ZHANGJING >> as a baby <<

she’s really nice and sweet and such

zhangjing is the maknae of all of the kids (for now)

she’s the baby baby

anD EVERYONE TREATS HER AS SUCH

like all of her siblings, she was just such a pretty baby

zhangjing was most def the most delicate out of all of her siblings

she was just the smallest

zhangjing looked like a little doll

compared to all of her siblings

she was the calmest and the most docile

zhangjing wasn’t excessively giggly like xiuying

zhangjing wasn’t creepy like mochou

she was just sweet and kind

everyone in the entire group is so whipped for her just bc she’s the baby

like whenever the entire group is hanging out, there is for sure someone holding her at all times

the boys just switch off who gets to hold little zhangjing

omg jisung would hold her for a sec and like want to place her on the ground

and instantly EVERYONE excluding hendery would jump and and be like “jiSUNG NOOOOOO”

poor jisung would be too shocked and just stay frozen with zhangjing in his arms

hendery would step up and be like “guys... it’s okay. zhangjing can go on the ground, she’s not made of paper.”

the boys just thought little zhangjing was too good for the ground lol

omg hendery for sure lives for the compliments whenever someone calls zhangjing pretty

like if she’s on a baby carrier and one of the boys would gush over zhangjing, he’d say the funniest things

like “oh thank you, made her myself! this beauty was made on a fun night around 9 months ago.”

feel free to smack him on the arm for saying that

zhangjing’s natural cuteness just made everyone around her melt

tbh, if you look at his kids all together

all of them are so pretty

like it’s crazy

zhangjing also got hendery’s eyes lol (all of your kids have them lol)

but her stares aren’t as creepy as mochou’s were

tbh, zhangjing’s eyes were always busy

she loved to take in the entire world through her eyes

bc of this, she was a rather quiet baby, simply bc she was spending most of her time observing the world

>> as a child <<

lmao tbh

she’s sunshine

she’s the cutest 

zhangjing honestly looks so innocent

the entire group still maintains the “doN’T LET ZHANGJING TOUCH THE GROUND” sorta mentality

even tho they all know that she’s fine and can do whatever she wants

for some reason, she just gives off the vibe

maybe it’s bc she was the youngest at one point

she’s best friends with lucas’s youngest daughter, wong lina

lina’s personality is actually closer to hendery’s personality

while zhangjing’s personality is closer to lucas’s

like lina can be upfront about her crackheadedness and just does whatever she wants lol

zhangjing is just purely happy practically all of the time

when something makes her sad, oh no

everYONE IS LIKE “NOOO WHO MADE YOU SAD WE’LL FIX IT DON’T CRY”

if you see zhangjing cry, you are 100% going to cry too, guaranteed. 

omg like one time

you would come home from visiting your parents or something like that

and for some reason, your entire family is in the living room and their all crying

your heart drops bc you think something bad happened

so you instinctively hug all of your babies close and ask

hendery walks over and envelops everyone into a group hug, dramatically sobbing

you try to get him to explain and through a ton of sobs and hiccups he manages to get out something like “zhangjing started crying because she figured out lina is going to be gone visiting thailand for the next two weeks.”

you take a look at your youngest and immediately start crying too

why? you don’t really know. but seeing zhangjing’s crying face just triggered it for you

tbh, at this point, zhangjing has superpowers lol

anyway

she remained as a super curious girl

like if she’s every put into a new place, she’ll spend the first 10 minutes just observing

most kids would just run and play without thinking too much

but zhangjing would slowly and carefully take a look around, taking in all of the details of the entire place

she loves all of her siblings

they all baby her lol

zhangjing is just so observant and curious and for some reason, is really good at making people feel emotions they didn’t think they were feeling at the moment lol

>> as a teen/adult <<

she becomes an actress

her roles are usually the innocent girl and such

like if you’ve seen my first first love story

she would play roles like oh garin (from my first first love story)

zhangjing is the sweetest honestly it’s so cute

like she plays that role really well

sometimes when i see that role, i can get annoyed a bit

but zhangjing does it in a way that it doesn’t really annoy people

she keeps her energy levels

and she keeps her puppy like personality

the group still babies her a bit, but it’s not too bad anymore

she still maintains her natural cuteness lol

like she’s for sure really tiny

so it’s just natural for her to be on the cuter side

she adores her siblings so much

zhangjing would cancel her schedules just to see all of xiuying’s shows

during her breaks, she would be catching up on all of the news pertaining to mochou

zhangjing still remains curious

everytime she’s on a new set, she’ll roam around everywhere just bc

she hasn’t played a lead role yet so she doesn’t need to be dressed up and ready right away

omg tbh, sometimes they would have to edit her out of the window in a background

just bc she was wandering and she didn’t know they were filming lol

they all forgive her tho, dw

it’s not a big deal for the company

now is it her natural cuteness that is making everyone okay with it? idk.

she’s the quietest out of all of her siblings

and she has a hard time making good jokes like they do

zhangjing doesn’t cringe at the jokes

she actually likes them a lot!

she just has a hard time making them herself lol

which is fine bc her siblings definitely make enough for her share lol

whenever zhangjing is around lina

they both talk each other’s ears off

out of all of the friendships of kids, lina and zhangjing are the most talkative

they just have so much to tell each other all of the time!

they maintained their friendship even tho they took two different career paths

zhangjing was the baby of the group for a couple years, all before the next wave came (this “wave” refers to the on the way families!)

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here’s hendery’s gang of mini-hendery’s!!! i hope you guys liked it!

the fact that all three of them look like hendery does resonate with me and i wouldn’t have written it any other way lol

anyway, my request box is open! give me some inspiration plz!!

- amy <3

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[jinlix]

✨ for miss belly hehe 🖤

omg I had to look for your masterlist bc it's not like I remember my top 10 fics from you or whatever 🙄 anyway we be simpping, let's get this top 10 already. In that specific order bc you know it already.

words unspoken: best hyunjin fic ever written, I don't care what u say. Don't come at me saying "you know I wrote it in one sit, right?" Bc yes I KNOW and still you made me sob with everything in it. I still cry abt it every time I read it, it's just perfect. The way u knew me before we even talked? Just magical. "Can I choose/pick?" Will FOREVER hunt my dreams and my whole life and honestly that's what I deserve.

define it: it's here but it's, in fact, #1 just like WU. and again, I can't tell how much I love it without mentioning the fact I cried bc yes sobbing is like a level to love something for me and u know I did. The grocery shop scene will never leave me bc it's just the purest thing ever, I'm obsessed with the night movie part so much it's too much for me to handle but just bc I'm in the mood to cuddle with him like 24/7 and the kiss...... you know this is the best kiss I've ever read and yeah I'm exposing myself here but whatever, I love it I need it we stan. Doesn't matter what he said, he's my star.

bloom.mp3: JUST. U KNOW. I think about it a lot, the whole dj!au is my life and there's somethin about how pure and s*xy this fic is that just kills me, I love it. I love college!au and I loved seeing you writing this one, one of the best kelby moments ever, really.

metronome: I know..... soy was originally here but I'm feeling metronome so much these days. I LOVE the final scene of this one specifically, and that says a lot bc you know I always love the way u end your fics but there's something so cozy and comfy and f2l here that just makes me feel so many things. I love it.

misfits: no I still haven't read youngblood but I'll NEVER give up about my queen misfits. You know, she's probably the one fic of yours I read the most (besides the hyunjin ones ofc) and just fml I LOVE minho's and y/n's relationship here more than anything. I love ??? The beginning so much ??? The way they met each other is so casual and that pizza scene FML I LOVE IT. SO MUCH. The dialogue is everything to me, the way he asks the "do you want me to?" just always gets me and listen I read this fic like +5 times lmao. Also the minsung, everything is perfect. I really love it. Cried too but u know it already.

set on you: I'M SORRY SOY actually she was up there I'm just feeling misfits kinda of fic more ig.... the places change (not hyunjin's tho) but the fics doesn't but you know what makes is so hard to put soy here? The car scene. YOU KNOW IT. it's like she's hunting me and everything abt that one scene is judging me right now so yeah I'm begging for pardon but I also absolutely love everything about soy. She does owns my heart and so does the whole space metaphoric ending u nerd

beautiful stranger: it's a kelly list if we don't have lix but the fact that this fic actually SUCH trope I love is everything to me (actually, remind me to reread it again pls tks) I love drama kid!lix I LOVE THE KISS SO MUCH. the desperation. the love. everything is just I love. And on a side note I LOVE HYUNJIN HERE!!! Best boy pls be my bff thanks

part cup: the one fic I read when I was having such weird time and I still can't deal with it, ofc, tears were shared. Again I LOVE the kiss scene, there's like something abt the pool that just makes everything so,,,, u know,, 🥺 I love it here.

It's knot you: aaaaaah the first ruby fic I've ever read, just perfect. It's the twisted soulmate au that got me in love with ur writing but everything else made me l*ve you too ig :/ so yeah forever thankful for that one.

Honorable mentions: sacrifice (probably the one I cried the most reading... i hate u but also don't.), free fall (and I hate to admit how much hyunjin and his 3 lines distracted me here but he did), strawberries, chateau and ready or not 😳

And I'll just add here the edits too bc you know only the best for u whatever anyway: hyunjin bday, lix bday, the aesthetic here, my pretty hyunlix one 🥺 and u know why this one ;)

send me ✨ + your creations tag & I’ll answer with my top five favorite edits of yours!

#crazy how I'd talk abt ur fics for hours #I'm aware the 'for miss belly' might be you asking for my faves from me #but i hope u know I'll get every opportunity to hype you so this is ruby only love zone #deal with it ok. #yes I was being sarcastic everything I said in this head is bc I remember your fics way too well..... don't @ me #葵花 🌻 #ask #I'll finish these tomorrow !! ruby's essay drained me ruby don't interact with this tag

[seamistan]

if it is not selfish of me to ask, i would like pregnancy headcanons and also parenting headcanons bc i’m SCREAMING 🥺

SO this took about 2/3 days to think and plan out and I even got really excited and even did research efjknefjkfsdnkbsdf

this ended up being more about the actual pregnancy BUT I will totally write more specific to Parents!seamista if anyone wanted me to  🥺

(Putting this under a read more because it’s long as hell snfldfnk)

Okay so from where I last left off in this post, Salineas is now expecting an unexpected heir! 

At this point, It’s like I wanna say around ~2/3ish months into everything since I assume she would have found out at around 5 weeks, so they’re at the very end of the first trimester (12 weeks) anyway, Mermista is still nauseous as all hell but for whatever reason I don’t think she’s not going into full vomiting territory and again, big suffering. However, at this point Sea Hawk has taken a leave from adventuring to be there with his girl to support her in whatever she needs- including helping out with some royal duties. Now normally, Mermista would never ever trust him with this level of responsibility but at certain points she just feels so shitty and tired there is literally no other choice but to give the responsibility to someone who’s not her. So sometimes Sea Hawk settles some disputes between citizens and opens a few rebuilt buildings, and attends princess council meetings with Mermista on the other side of one of bow’s tablets. (unrelated, but I found out that the theorized cause of morning sickness would be the body’s reaction to Hcg and since Sea Hawk is (assumed) fully etherian and mermista is like, not I would think she’d have a more adverse reaction to it asjdbjaddansd but again, she’s not like violently throwing up -I think because of her connection to her runestone protecting her from it being as bad as it could be)  

Also, Mermista gets real bad mood swings early into the whole endeavor (they eventually go away when the nausea does). Poor Sea Hawk even temporarily stops singing shanties to keep her spirits from dampening. Upon realizing that she made him stop singing she bursts into tears, only to later be soothed by a shanty about how lovely her hair is. Go Figure. To cope with the mood swings, Sea Hawk suggests she pick up knitting again since she loved it so much whenever she first tried it. She’d dropped it whenever the war with Horde prime began since it was so hard to find yarn and to care about generally anything else other than the impending doom. So, mermista picks up knitting again, and holy shit,,, she loves it. Something about just checking out for a while and just concentrating on every stitch and being able to make something beautiful is just. everything she wanted. So throughout the entire 9 months she’s just dropping off random baby blankets, clothes, socks, even a little knitted Sea-Ra doll and a knit Dragon’s Daughter replica into the basket she keeps next to their bed. She even attempts to knit Sea Hawk a bandanna for shits and giggles but he ends up loving it and wears it around Salineas despite the sweltering heat of the summer. Towards the end of it, she gets really complex and knits some beautiful little sweaters that whenever Sea Hawk shows them off to everyone (swift wind and bow) they kind of shyly ask if they can have one. And that’s how the Best Friend squad ends up with matching sweaters.

So in my last post I kinda just said that the doctors/midwife/etc equivalent was the sorcerers on Mystacor and you know what? I stand by that lmao. Anyway so either they have to go up to Mystacor every week or they have a sorcerer come to live in Salineas for the whole pregnancy, either way they use ~magic~ to basically do an ultrasound (again, I literally cannot decide if there’s doctors on etheria??? I don’t know but this is what I’m going with) So anyway. Both of them collectively lose their minds and completely ugly cry whenever they both see the child ™  for the first time, but then evemtually Mermista kinda accepts it and is (mostly) okay whenever they see the baby, but Sea Hawk cries every. Single. Time. It kinda drives Mermista a little mad but it’s so sweet that she can’t get actually upset.  After all, these appointments and all the little things they do to prepare are what he has to really remember they’re bringing a whole new little life onto Etheria. 

 Something neither of them really expected is the fact that Mermista gets horrible pregnancy brain around 5 months and from then on. It’s never really super debilitating, but for her, and her usual sharp wit and ability to see whatever’s coming next, it gets real annoying real fast. It’s mostly just her forgetting little stuff, like her next appointment with the sorcerer, or when there’s a meeting scheduled, or whenever she has plans with her friends. The worst of it was when it completely slipped her mind that she had a major meeting with the rebuild salineas group and she had to the next week pretending she knew what was going on with all of that. She eventually figures it out, and she and Sea Hawk end up forming a system- the system being that Sea Hawk is with her during all meetings, appointments and important conversation, and he reminds all of the staff when she has a major appointment. However, she still has trouble concentrating and remembering stuff like where she left her trident (next to the bed) and where her earrings went (Sea Hawk actually took those)

Around 7 or 8 months in the princesses (mostly Glimmer’s idea)  throw her a surprise baby shower to not only congratulate her on the baby but to also for the work she had been doing to rebuild and maintain Salineas. They receive so many lovely gifts, but none as lovely as the gift from Sea Hawk himself- He commissioned an absolutely lovely crib decorated with pearls, shells and sea glass and painted with all of Mermista’s favorite Sea Flowers, and little boats with mermaids swimming next to them. And In the middle, in first ones’ writing it read simply “Adventure”. Upon seeing it, Mermista cried for about 20 minutes. and then got upset with him for keeping the shower a secret, realized how sweet it was; then cried again. 

Well into her second trimester, and close to the third, Mermista is still on her feet after recovering from the initial nausea of it all and running around to meetings, appointments, and all over the kingdom. Sea Hawk, while he had been trying his best not to be over-protective of her due to her condition, really couldn’t ignore when Mermista collapses on the way to Sea Elf village. When he discovers so and confronts her about it, she confesses that she knows she had been absolutely overdoing it for weeks now, but really really wanted to prove that she could still do all of her princess duties. Not really for anyone else, the war had pretty much proved to everyone how capable she is, but  mostly for herself. Sea Hawk has a long talk with her that he hopes she knows how capable she is, how brave and wonderful and a fantastic leader she has been; but taking care of herself and their child has to come first. Grudgingly, Mermista tells him she had a hard time admitting to herself overdoing it for her meant overdoing it for both of them. They agree that Sea Hawk would become her proxy once again.

Whenever she has to deliver, Sea Hawk is the picture of support. No shanties, drama or anything but pure warmth and empathy. He’s stoic and calm and attentive to everything going on. Mermista actually ends up being the one in (mild) hysterics suddenly completely realizing again that she’s going to be a mother and crying and freaking out about it. It takes Sea Hawk looking sternly into her eyes and reminding her that she’s literally the coolest and most wonderful person ever and also is the great and mighty Sea-Ra. Nothing could keep her absolutely being fantastic at this too. Wasn’t this the most epic adventure they’d ever go on? 

and here’s some one sentence hc’s I couldn’t figure out how to fit in here sdjkjksdn;

-They don’t find out the sex beforehand they want to be surprised

- Whenever Mermista goes into her knitting habit, Sea Hawk picks up sewing again, as he had when he was younger and sews toys and clothing for the little one, while Mermista knits. between the two of them, the baby’s wardrobe is almost completely handmade. 

- When the due date gets close, Sea Hawk is literally walking on air. Cheery, excited absolutely lovestruck and exhilirated to be so close to being a father. 

- In the delivery room, before her freak out, she quietly asks sea hawk if he could tell her some stories of his escapades to distract her whenever the pain gets to be too much to bear. He obliges, and recalls their first time meeting, their first battle together, and loads of other sweet stories that almost drive her to tears again (god, she’s so excited to not cry every 2 minutes)

- Spinnerella and Netossa, and even Micah give their baby some hand me down toys and clothing. It’s the sweetest gesture. 

safbjkbsdfkbjsdf this is so long if you read all the way down here thank you so much 

#tw tokophobia #tw emetophobia #just to make sure! #myhcs #asks #caliibee #seamista