#pg!angie

[sparklingchim]

long way home 22 | jjk

pairing: jungkook x reader

word count: 2.6k

genre: dilf!jungkook, friends to lovers, angst

rating: 18+

warnings: fingering, dirty talk, making out, jimin's a lil sassy in this one, jaykay's angy & jelly 😠, blood?, fight 🥊

summary: the one where jungkook can't control his jealousy.

a/n: jimin made it v hard to keep this pg so here u go w some mature content 🫂

chapters: 01 | 02 | 03 | 04 | 05 | 06 | 07 | 08| 09 | 10 | 11 | 12 | 13 | 14 | 15 | 16 | 17 | 18 | 19 | 20 | 21 | 22 | 23 | 24 | 25 | 26 |

masterlist | long way home masterlist

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"This is so wrong."

"But you like it."

"Jimin."

"I like it when you moan my name like that."

Jimin and you were supposed to clean up the coffee shop and close for the day. The emphasis lies on supposed.

Coffee machines left half dirty and cleaning rags hastily thrown on the counter you're in the back room, the door slightly ajar and pressed up against the wall by Jimin.

Tights down, skirt hiked up, panties pushed to the side and Jimin's fingers deep inside you.

His fingers work wonders, and the fact that you're technically in a public place might add to your pleasure.

Jimin keeps moving his digits against the sweet spot inside you, sometimes slowing down to really take his time dragging his fingers along there.

"You're so wet," Jimin says, commenting on the squelching sounds echoing off the walls of the tiny room. You lean forward, hiding your face on his chest. "You're soaking my fingers."

A sound of protest bubbles from your throat. "Don't say that."

Jimin nudges your chin up to make you look at him. "But I love when you get wet just for me." While looking straight into your eyes he picks up on his tempo. You feel some of your arousal trickling down your thighs, Jimin's sharp movements making a mess everywhere.

With your eyebrows tightly drawn together, you tip your head back against the wall.

"Deeper. I need you deeper," you moan, one hand clawing at his biceps while the other one is pressed against the table beside you.

"Like this?" Jimin grins when you roll your eyes at the pleasure.

"I'm close - fuck - I'm really close, Jimin."

Jimin pampers you with kisses on your neck. His other hand slipped beneath your bra to palm your tits. "You gonna cum for me, princess?"

"Uh-huh." You nod frantically, the fire in your tummy growing each time Jimin's fingers vanish deep inside your pulsing pussy.

"Wanna see you cumming all over my fingers," Jimin whispers in your ear. "Think you can do that for me?"

His innocent question is your last straw. Your pussy clenches around his fingers, legs shaking as your high overtakes your whole body.

"Good job, princess." He plants kisses over your neck and cleavage. Jimin keeps moving his fingers in slower movements, but you swat at his hand between your legs.

" 'm sensitive," you whine.

Jimin chuckles, retrieving his fingers from your pussy just to pop them back into his mouth. He grins when he sees how flustered you get.

"My favourite," he says.

You giggle, pulling him down to kiss him. You can taste yourself on his tongue but you couldn't care less. Kissing Jimin is like therapy. And you needed lots of that the past days.

"Y/n?"

Jimin and you freeze.

Was that ...?

Are you hallucinating or did you actually hear Jungkook calling for you?

Jimin is the first to react. "You wanna talk to him?"

You look down at yourself. Tights still down and skirt hiked up. Legs wobbly from the orgasm that Jimin just pulled out of you?

"Uh, kinda not?"

"Then you stay here and I'll deal with him." Jimin helps you to get your clothes back into place - you scrunch your nose when your wet pussy comes in contact with your panties before getting cleaned - and gives you a little kiss on the collar bone before he leaves the room. He makes sure to close the door behind him.

You don't know how long Jungkook has been in the coffee shop but you're praying to the gods that he didn't hear anything.

You can faintly make out Jimin and Jungkook talking to each other. You think about opening the door to hear what they're saying but you don't want Jungkook to find out that you're here.

You press your ear against the door to hear better, but suddenly it's completely silent.

Trepidation spreads in the pit of your stomach.

You don't think silence is a good sign in a situation like this. Jimin told you to stay here, but you're slowly starting to feel like that wasn't the smartest idea.

Your hand clasps the doorknob.

But before you get to open the door a loud smack resounds through the shop and shortly afterwards you hear glass shattering on the floor.

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sora

we're short on diapers

can you buy some after work? xx

Jungkook head turns to his phone at the notification sounds. He reads the messages that appear on the display.

He turns on the indicator while continuing to wait at the red light.

It's been a long day and Jungkook can't wait to get home to his baby. Sora didn't text him while he was at work, so Nabi must have not been whiny today.

Nabi has been getting along with Sora quite well in the last few days. She's isnt as fussy as she used to be with her and doesn't cry immediately when Jungkook is gone.

Jungkook is happy about the progress. He wants his baby to have a good relationship to both her parents - that's why he permitted Sora to come back into their lives. Because children should have both parents with them when they grow up. At least that's what Jungkook believes.

It's not long before Jungkook is strolling through the aisles of the supermarket with a shopping basket in his hand.

He enters the aisle with the baby articles. He searches the shelves to locate the little 2 on the package. Once he finds the right size, Jungkook puts a large pack of nappies in his basket.

Jungkook gets some new puree flavours and hopes that Nabi will like them. Admittedly, the banana & sweet pumpkin puree doesn't sound quite delicious, but babies' tastes are peculiar - especially his little ones' taste.

On the way to the checkout, Jungkook makes a quick detour to the aisles of chocolate and sweets. He should stock up on his snacks at home. Though there are still a lot left since you haven't been to his place for a long time and Jungkook buys most of the snacks for you. He has made it a habit to buy something for you every time he goes grocery shopping. But that's only natural, considering how often Jungkook and you spend time at each other's places...well, used to spent.

He adds a few snacks to the basket that he knows you like, and doesn't forget to grab a packet of the cookies you're obsessed with.

A couple minutes later, Jungkook loads the small paper bag with his purchase into his trunk.

As he closes the trunk, Jungkook looks into the distance of the street. The streetlights illuminate the otherwise busy street. Jungkook can spot your coffee shop from where he stands. He's a bit perplexed when he sees that the lights in the shop are still on. They are probably still closing.

Should he quickly stop by? He doesn't know if you're there, but if you are, he might try to talk to you.

And as promptly as the thought came, Jungkook crosses the street and heads for the coffee shop.

Jungkook tries to catch a glimpse inside through the windows, but he sees no one. Then why are the lights on? There must be someone inside.

Jungkook pushes the door open. He feels a little weird entering the shop at closing hours when no one seems to be around.

He opens his mouth to utter a little "hello?" but then he hears something in the background. A faint giggle that reminds him of your sweet voice. Jungkook could recognise your laugh anywhere.

A sheen of nervousness creeps up his back. You're here and that means he can try and talk to you, apologise to you.

Jungkook strides toward the back room of the coffee shop from which he heard the noise.

While Jungkook is thinking about how he could start the conversation, he only notices the obscene noises when he is almost around the counter.

As if struck by lightning, he stops and listens attentively to the sounds.

Not just any sounds - you're making out with someone. Jungkook doesn't need to see who the other person is. He knows it's fucking Jimin.

The blood boils in Jungkook, but he tries to control it. There's no reason to be mad.

"Y/n?" Jungkook calls and suddenly everything goes quiet.

There's a rustling in the background and Jungkook is waiting with his arms folded in front of his chest.

Jimin emerges from the back room. Alone. Even if Jungkook didn't hear the noises, Jimin's appearance says enough. His lips are puffy and hair is messy. Jungkook doesn't want to know how long the two of you spent in that room.

"I wanna talk to y/n," Jungkook says when Jimin comes out from behind the counter.

"Our shop closed an hour ago, Jungkook."

"Dude, I don't want to order a coffee. I wanna talk to y/n."

Jimin leans against the counter with his side. "She doesn't wanna talk to you."

Jungkook comes a step forward. "What are you?" he mocks. "Her little guardian or something?"

Jimin rolls his eyes. "No, but it'd be easier for all of us if you didn't always do the opposite of what she wants."

"Stop talking as if you know everything."

"Oh, but I do know everything." Jimin raises both his brows to make a point.

Jungkook cocks his head to the side, a scornful laugh escaping his mouth. "So you're boyfriend girlfriend now?"

"It's none of your businesses," Jimin replies.

"Just like y/n's and my business is none of your concern."

"It is kinda if she shows up at work sad every day because her supposed best friend lied to her for weeks."

Jungkook pokes his cheek with his tongue. He didn't need Jimin to tell him how wrong Jungkook was about what he had done.

"Jimin, you should know when to stop," Jungkook grumbles a warning. He feels like he could explode any minute.

"I'm just saying," Jimin shrugs. "I feel like you haven't truly grasped how often y/n adjusted her boundaries to accommodate your disrespect, and top of that, you can't even be honest with her."

"Y'know." Jimin goes through his hair with his hand. "If you hadn't fucked everything up, you could've been the one to make her cum just minutes ago."

And that's when Jungkook loses it.

That's when Jungkook's patience boils over and he's flooded with anger and adrenaline and needs to let it out.

One determined step forward and Jungkook gives Jimin a resounding punch across the face.

Jimin stumbles backwards. His back hits the counter, arms outstretched on either side, and sweeps away rows of glasses.

"Fuck off, Jimin," Jungkook spits.

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The first thing you see is Jimin leaning against the counter. Blood is pouring from his nose. The floor is littered with broken glass.

You gape at the scene in front of you. What are they doing?

When you settle your gaze at Jungkook you meet his eyes. You see the rage in them but you can't explain what made him so angry.

In the fleeting moment that Jungkook turns his attention on you, he doesn't notice Jimin pushing himself off the counter.

And before Jungkook can do anything, Jimin manages to land a punch on his face.

"Jimin," you yell full of fright. But they're both unbothered by you and go at each other again.

You're too stunned to react. You thought they would stop after Jimin's punch. But no, they're men. They always have to prove how much stronger they are. Idiots.

You quickly get closer to them. You watch as Jimin tries to overpower Jungkook, but it doesn't work - Jungkook’s been doing this professionally for years (minus the stupid fights he caused in high school back then)

"Jimin." Worry lies within your exclamation. He needs to stop. Because if he doesn't, Jungkook won't stop either. There's nothing that could stop Jungkook.

You yank on Jimin's shoulder. "Stop it."

But Jimin doesn't listen. He gets another hit from Jungkook and loses his balance. Jimin falls against you. You stumble backwards and have to hold onto the counter to avoid toppling over.

Jungkook and Jimin immediately stop. Jungkook eyes widen. You can see the exact moment when realisation flashes in his eyes.

Instantly, Jungkook is in front of you hands gripping your arms. Up close you can see the blood on his lips. You hate seeing him like this.

"Are you okay?" Jungkook searches your eyes for the confirmation that you aren't hurt. His brows are knitted in concern. He completely forgets about his surroundings and focuses solely on you.

"Am I okay?" You shake yourself out of his grip. "Are you okay? 'Cause you're clearly not thinking straight. What has gotten into you, Jungkook?!"

"I-" Jungkook stares at you blankly.

His lip is split open. Jungkook isn't bleeding as much as Jimin does from the nose and although you want to scream at Jungkook with every fibre of your being for starting this unnecessary fight, you should take care of their wounds.

"Just." You close your eyes for a moment, taking a deep sigh. "You both sit down. I'll get the first aid kit."

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"You acted like five year olds."

Jungkook mutters something under his breath.

"Tell your friend he has some serious anger issues he should work on," Jimin taunts.

"You literally provoked me to get that reaction out of me."

Jimin hisses as you disinfect his eyebrow wound. "Why would I want you to punch me in the fucking face?"

"You kept running your mouth what did you expect?" Jungkook clicks on his tongue.

"Jungkook you can't just start a fight because someone upsets you." You stick a band-aid on Jimin's eyebrow.

They are both sitting on chairs while you help them with their wounds, and they still can't stop nagging at each other even after they have almost torn each other's heads off.

"Why are you even here?" you ask Jungkook when you start taking care of his wound on the lip. It's a little one.

"Wanted to talk."

"This is what you call talking?" You rub the cotton pad over the little spot on his lip. Jungkook’s doe eyes look up at you. You keep your eyes trained on his mouth, though it doesn't make it any easier to keep your heart from beating so fast. You've always liked his soft lips, especially after he had the brilliant idea to get himself a lip piercing.

"Y/n," Jungkook says. His voice is utterly velvety as your name falls from his mouth. It sparks the side of your that has fallen helplessly for Jungkook, and you make the mistake of looking into his doe eyes. "Please? Let's talk?"

You know you should talk to him. Your heart yearns to talk with him. But your mind keeps telling you to keep your distance from Jungkook. And you continue to listen to what your mind is telling you because you've learned the hard way that what your heart wants will always end with pain. And you're tired of getting hurt because you're too blinded by love.

"I dunno," you answer genuinely. "Not now. I'm...I'm not ready. Maybe soon?"

He gently embraces the hand you're using to clean his wound. "I don't want to lose you."

You don't know why, but you feel tears welling up in your eyes.

You want to tell him he's not going to lose you, but you're not sure yourself how this is going to end.

So you decide not to say anything. You look down at his mouth again and concentrate on his wound.

But then Jungkook suddenly stands up from the chair. You take a step back.

"Jungkook, at least let me-" you point at the wound, but he shakes his heads.

"It's nothing."

He looks over at Jimin for a second before trailing his eyes back at you. They have lost their usual shine and are instead covered by a cold, dull sheen.

Seeing the hurt in his round eyes stings more than you would have thought.

Wordlessly, he leaves the coffee shop and takes all the unspoken words with him.

#jungkook #jungkook fanfic #dilf jungkook #jungkook scenario #bts imagine #bts fanfic #jungkook angst #jungkook x reader #bts x reader

[team-avia]

I had this question in my thoughts for days, and I just gotta ask rather than keeping it hidden on my thoughts 😔 (hopefully no one asked this yet)

From what I remember, MC is half(?) Filipino and well I suddenly though of, "What would the characters react of MC'S attempt of Harana(old traditional Filipino courtship) to them?👀"

Yes, MC is originally from the Philippines before moving to America and then being lured relocating to Romania for uni.

Bela would think it flattering and appreciate the guesture if you're already dating, otherwise she'd kerb stomp you for wasting her time. Sorry.

Cass would be starry eyed & over the moon.

Dani would be flustered (and confused, but mostly flustered).

Angie would think it hilarious but in a good way. She'd ask you to continue until your voice cracks and you regret everything about it the next day.

Alcina would give you her full attention and ask a lot of questions about it and you afterwards, with genuine interest. And the rest is censored for keeping-it-PG purposes.

Donna would be embarrassed and wouldn't know what to do with herself, but would be very flattered that'd you'd do something so extravagant for her.

Miranda would appreciate it the least. I'm sorry. She'd be flattered and appreciate it as a gesture, but she wouldn't know what to do with it.

Arla

#mail 💌 #arlamod💙 #these are my preliminary answers. subject to change for when someone who knows more about this aka finch or vizzi looks this over

[catgirl-catboy]

Take the fandom would not like:

(CW: incest, age gaps, non-consensual relationships.)

a lot of the problems with drv3 chapter 3 could be fixed by swapping around Tenko and Kiyo's roles.

If you're going to do a dark backstory this chapter, incest is not the way to go. Danganronpa has done it so many times before it loses some of its impact. Same with serial killers.

This could be solved by keeping the vibes of the trial intact by Tenko's master having a non-consensual relationship with her. (Keeping it PG-13, because got to keep that rating.)

Specifically, her master was abusing her, and another Akido student Tenko pitied because they got it worse. She kills them as a mercy (to foreshadow chapter 6) but her Master treated her even worse because of it.

Kiyo framing Himiko is boring, since the two have had little interaction before this. Tenko framing Himiko is heartbreaking, because of how much Tenko loved and admired Himiko.

Kiyo seems out-of-character for most of trial 3, since it didn't seem like the logical progression of his character. For him to be caught, he had to catch the idiot ball and kill Tenko.

Tenko's main target being Angie, and killing the medium because she was worried the ritual would actually work. (I imagine in this au that less people genuinely buy it.)

Tenko lobbies for Himiko, the most magical, to be the medium, but Kiyo volunteers instead because he'd be honored to take part in such a ritual. (to fit with the v3 lore, what if it was one he's never heard of?) (also no gender requirement since the trial no longer really needs it.)

Tenko's hatred for Angie is less of a love triangle, and more of a PTSD trigger.

Tenko's philosophy is at odds with her talent, and I think that could be an excellent metaphor for extreme trauma molding her into someone she would never become without it.

Himiko had to grapple with the fact that Tenko thought she was so weak, Tenko felt like she had to mercy kill her.

#fandom post #danganronpa #tenko chabashira #korekiyo shinguji #himiko yumeno #himiko and tenko #himiko and kiyo #kiyo and tenko

[sassy-ahsoka-tano]

Uncle Eldis

Character/Fandom: Elvis - Elvis (2022)

Requested: Yes! - anon

Prompt: When your friends ask you and Elvis to watch the kids during their date night, you’re not sure Elvis will be on board. But, things turn out much differently than you expected. [ Fem!Reader ]

TW: k i d s lmao just kidding none!

Rating: Pg (SO. SOFT.)     ||     Word Count: 1943

A/N: I straight thought this was gonna be so short but it became ADORABLE SO QUICK. domestic themes usually aren't my thing...but i FW this so hard. elvis just needs to be domestic i don't make the rules ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Read part two here!

🦋 mila

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If you're being honest with yourself, you know that Elvis has never been the best with kids. You love him very much, but he isn't necessarily domestically inclined. Especially not recently with all the shows he's been playing. He isn't the type to settle down with a family and children. The mere fact that he had married you is shocking to a large portion of the world — and devastating to his fans.

You, on the other hand, have always been great with kids. You don't know exactly what it is about you that draws them in, but they just gravitate toward you. You’ve never had a problem talking to a toddler about anything.

When your friends asked you and Elvis to watch their kids while they went out for date night, you knew it would be an interesting conversation. At first, Elvis had protested profusely.

“I don’t want no goddamn kids runnin around my house! Knockin things over, destroyin things! No,” he’d shouted.

It had taken some convincing and a lot of badgering. But eventually, after you'd reminded him that he used to let his younger cousin Billy run wild through the house all the time just a few years ago, he agreed to go along with it.

“It’ll only be for a few hours, babe,” you’d said, and he’d waved his hand dismissively as he sat down at the piano to write a song.

The hour had finally come and the doorbell rings while you're reading on the couch. Elvis is watching television next to you. You snap your book closed and jump to attention, going to answer the door. When you swing it open to see the faces of your friends and their two little toddlers, you smile.

“Well hi there!” you say enthusiastically and wave at the kids.

“Thank you so much for doing this,” your friend, Angie, says.

“You have no idea how much this helps us out,” agrees her husband, John, with a chuckle.

“Of course. It’s not a problem. Is it honey?” you ask as Elvis comes to stand next to you. He smiles, tight-lipped, and shakes John’s hand firmly.

“Well we’d better get going or we’ll be late!” Angie says, and you can see the enthusiasm on her face. Her energy os practically tangible. You know it has been years since she and John had a moment alone together.

“Have fun! Don’t worry about a thing. We’ll take good care of them,” you shout as they leave. Closing the door, you turn to the kids. There is a girl, named Jessie, and a boy, Pete. You kneel down to get on their level and smile.

“Are you guys hungry? How about a special treat for dinner?”

They both nod vigorously, and you grab their hands, taking them into the kitchen. Elvis trots along nervously, hanging in the background. You help both kids up onto the barstools at the kitchen counter and lean over it to get their ideas for dinner.

“Alright, kids, what’s your favorite foods? You like mac’n’cheese? Or we could do peanut butter and jelly sandwiches?”

“I don’t like jelly!” shouts Jessie, folding her arms over her chest. “I like pizza.”

“I don’t want it!” shout Pete, slamming his little fists onto the table. “Pizza!”

You smile up at Elvis and turn to open the freezer.

“Sorry, guys, I don’t think we have pizza…” you say, peering around the boxes stuffed high in the tiny square. “What about…umm…”

“You could make 'em my sandwich,” you turn when you hear Elvis speak up. He's in the very back of the kitchen, leaning against the doorframe with his arms crossed. You smile.

“What’s a yoursam-san-sa…” Pete tries to ask, not sure what exactly he's trying to say.

“Your Uncle Elvis has a special sandwich. It’s a peanut butter sandwich with bananas and bacon on it,” you explain, leaning close to them. "Also known as heartburn on bread."

You mutter the last part under your breath, glancing up at your husband. Both of the kids' faces light up and they clap their hands.

“Eldis sammich!” cries Pete and Jessie giggles, holding her fingers up to her mouth.

You smile and beck Elvis over.

“Alright, well Uncle Eldis,” you say, trying not to laugh, “is gonna have to help me make it the right way.”

He sighs but trods over to you anyway, starting to grab things out of the fridge. You trade off tasks; you cook the bacon and slice bananas while Elvis toasts bread and slathers peanut butter on it.

“Hey, kids, do y’all wanna hear a song?” you ask, nudging Elvis with your hip. He shakes his head, but the hint of a smile rests on his face.

“Moo-sic moo-sic!” Pete shrieks with joy.

“I like songs! Song, song!” Jessie joins, clapping her fat, stubby little fingers together.

“You heard them, Uncle Eldis,” you say, chuckling. “This is the show of your life. Toughest audience you’ll ever perform in front of.”

He shakes his head, but you can see the toothy grin on his face just by glancing at him. He starts to sing, his voice ringing out deep and clear in the kitchen. He goes with Hound Dog, and the kids love it. They shriek and clap through the entire song. By the time he sings the last note, he's holding a spatula like a microphone and fully facing the kids to give them a real performance. You giggle and slide the two plates in front of the children.

While they eat, you and Elvis get your own dinners and play a game of I Spy with the kids. After dinner, you neglect to clean up, too excited to play the games from your childhood. You leave the dishes dirty in the sink and decide to play freeze tag in the backyard before the sun goes down.

At first, Elvis is really not into it. He jogs half-heartedly around the backyard until you're up to be the tagger. You get Jessie first and then Pete. You make eye contact with Elvis from across the yard, and you can see the fear in his eyes. You chase him around, laughing and trying not to hurt yourself or the kids as you zip around in figure-eights and circles. He starts to sprint, actually playing the game now. But he, too, is laughing and you eventually catch up to him, tackling him to the ground in a fit of breathless chuckles. The next thing you know, both kids have piled on and you're all rolling around on the ground together.

You need a rest after that and decide to play hide and seek inside. You let Jessie be the seeker while Pete, Elvis, and you all hide. At first, you and Elvis go for the same hiding spot, but you just beat him there.

“Sorry, finder’s keepers!” you say in an arrogant tone, sticking your tongue out playfully. You pull the curtains to the closet in front of your face.

“I’ll getcha back for that, sugar,” he says, sprinting away to find somewhere else to hide.

You wait for what feels like forever before finally coming out of your spot. You quietly sneak down the stairs to find Pete and Jessie both holding each of Elvis’ hands, dragging him around the house to search for you. You laugh out loud and shrug.

“Does this mean I win?”

Elvis’ head whrils toward you, and he looks relieved to see you. You come down the stairs and fake a yawn.

“Oh my,” you say, winking at Elvis, “I’m just so tired. Are you kids feeling tired?”

Jessie shakes her head with a big grin, but Pete copies your yawn.

“How about we watch a film on the television?” you ask, and both kids nod happily.

You flick on the tv and find one of Elvis’ old movies playing. You sit first and just as Elvis is about to sit down, Jessie slides in next to you and cuddles up to your arm. You glance up at Elvis and shrug. He scoots over and sits next to Pete, who curls up underneath his armpit. You all start watching the film together.

Jessie makes it slightly longer than Pete, but both kids are asleep by about an hour into the movie. You glance over quickly to see Pete, fast asleep, nestled next to Elvis. Elvis’ arm is stretched out on the couch, just gently brushing your shoulder with his fingertips. Your eyes blink back to the tv, but you can feel him looking at you.

Elvis can’t believe how beautiful you look. His eyes flick down to the small little girl, fast asleep on your arm, and images of you as a loving parent flipped through his brain. Everything in that moment is so domestic. So in contrast to everything he thought his life could be up to that point. Suddenly, it all seems possible. Having a family, having children, being a real family. A healthy family. It might possible, after all.

He reaches up, careful not to disturb the kids, and gently touches your arm. You lazily glance back at him and smile warmly. He returns your expression and leans forward to slide his palm onto your face. You lean into it, closing your eyes and sighing contentedly. He strokes your cheek for a moment before the doorbell jump you both back into reality.

You wake the kids up as Elvis goes to open the door.

“How was it?” Angie asks as the kids both run to their mother, laughing. She glances up at you with a pained expression. “Were they alright?”

“They were angels. Truly,” you reply, coming to stand next to Elvis. You wind your arm around his waist, and his threads through your elbow to do the same.

“Again, we can’t thank you enough for doing this. Thank you so much. Alright, kids, say goodbye to Uncle Elvis and Aunt Y/N.”

The kids run to hug you, but only for a moment. When they hug Elvis, on the other hand, they refuse to let go. Angie laughs and pries them off. Elvis looks extremely uncomfortable and laughs nervously. You giggle.

“I’m sorry. I guess you really made an impression on them,” John says through laughs.

Elvis just nods.

“Thank you again!” Angie says, as they usher the kids out of the house.

“Not a problem. Drive safe.” Elvis responds, closing the door as they left. When he turns, you throw your arms around his shoulders and give him a knowing look.

“See, that wasn’t so bad after all, was it, Uncle Eldis?” you ask with a giggle.

“Hear that?” he says and points up. You look up and then shoot him a confused face. “Silence. Heavenly silence.”

You laugh, playfully slapping his chest. You gaze warmly at him for a few moments before he speaks again.

“No, it wasn’t that bad. It was actually…sorta nice,” he responds, and your eyebrows shot up.

“Oh yeah?”

“Yeah,” he replies softly, a reminiscent smile settling gently. “Seeing how good you were with ‘em. How lovin you are. You looked jus like a lil mama. I forgot, actually, for a second, that those weren’t our babies. It sorta made me think about…what life could be like if we had our own lil spoiled brats runnin around the place.”

“Oh, Elvis Presley, are you saying you want my babies?”

He smirks, looking up and down your figure. He bites his lip.

“Oh yeah, I want your babies.”

“Well, what are you waiting for, daddy?”

He pounces, and you scream with laughter as he chases you up the stairs to the bedroom.

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[raspbeyes]

my v3 pregame hcs

another quick one while my wrist still dies

Kaede Akamatsu - A popular girl who conceals her more cynical side. Her classmates adore her for her confident and extraverted personality, and can motivate anyone to follow her strong and calm leadership. However, what people dont notice behind her level-headed fascade is that she is quite dubious and suspicious of others, often trying to find the true hidden despair humanity has so she can never be blind sighted by any harm

Shuichi Saihara - Known online as one of the most deductive arg detective, in real life, shuichi is nothing more than a danganronpa obsessed fan boy. Though a sweet albeit very awkward person, he can get a bit obssessive about talking about danganronpa, leaving non fans speechless by how much a nobody like him can talk abt the topic. He's intrigued by the thrill of murder mysteries danganronpa provides, and tries to apply said detective skills with args he finds online

Kaito Momota - The bully with a smile, Kaito has an odd reputation. Not outright aggressive, but definitely your average jock kind of character who would get violent if push comes to shove. But usually, he gives off a laid back attitude around his friends, which somehow makes him more formidable somehow with how confident he is. But behind the manly exterior, Kaito secretly wishes to find a true passion in life, fearing he is doomed to be nothing more than a high school has-been

Rantaro Amami - Returning after his successful run of season 52, Rantaro is a world wide celebrity for his heroic sacrafice in the final trial. But, he has no recollection of it, nor does he want to see any of the footage of the game. He is far more drained, tired of the constant media attention following him and talking about events he cannot even remember. Compared to his considerate pre-52 self, Rantaro is determined to stay alive and while he preached hope on tv, he has lost faith in others and acts like an aloof celebrity behind his dry smile

Maki Harukawa - Maki is a cool-headed girl, very unlike her aggressive in game self. nothing much can phase her, and while she has a calm smile, maki is truly seeking out her next thrill that can actually make her truly feel alive. As such, maki is quite atheltic, working out and very active in the school tennis club

Himiko Yumeno - Even by pg shuichi standards, himiko is quiet. Most take her for as mute since outside of the occassional peep, himiko refuses to talk. Himiko doesn't want to let others in, scared that others can hurt her, and she tries her best to stay in the sidelines and not draw attention to herself. She has a low opinion of herself, and she is just hoping that someone can be the one to reach out to her first

Angie Yonaga - The student activist of the school and class president known as a buzzkill, those outside her inner circle don’t tend to like Angie for her outspoken opinions on a variety of topics. Due to her religious values, she personally finds the idea of Danganronpa detestable, choosing to go to the interview in order to personally confront its creators and demand it be shut down. But to clarify angie doesn't believe her religous beliefs are above others, she simply wants to create a more peaceful world and has dreams of helping everyone

Gonta Gokuhara - Heir of the wealthy Gokuhara bloodline, Gonta has a lot of expectations placed onto him, and as such, he too has high expectations of the people around him as well. Composed and somewhat stoic, he is typically found reading a book in the courtyard, studying, or working out. He is a man of strict schedule imposed by his family, and as such, many find it best to ignore him. He is very perfectionistic and can be quick to criticize other. But in truth, little see how much Gonta applies those standards to himself, never believing himself to be enough for his prestigious family. In truth, Gonta is intimidated by others and feels himself not worthy to speak with them.

Kirumi Tojo - Kirumi Tojo is poor, but her suck-up and stuck-up attitude sure makes it hrd to have such an impression. Top of her grade in terms of academic test scores, Kirumi pushes herself to rise above her low family income to pursue greater things. She works incredibly hard and dedicates herself greatly to give the appearance of a refined student and student council vice president, growing an ego that she will rise above her class. Though well liked by teachers, some people can find her a tad egotistical underneath her high class demeanor. Her constant comparisons with others can be especially grating. 

Kokichi Oma - A quiet class representative, Kokichi Oma does a lot to help his class out however he can. Through his wide smiles and numerous good deeds, he is often in charge of a lot of responsibilities, almost to his detriment. Never one for confrontation, he hides himself behind lies to appear more likable and helpful than he is: A classic person pleaser to the highest degree. But he’s not stupid, aware that he is often used, but he can’t push himself to say no to any requests. Behind all his non-judgemental words, he tries to suppress his more joke-ish attitude, sometimes seen stifling an immature laugh to himself. 

Korekiyo Shinguji - Kind, studious, but reserved, Korekiyo has many walls up, especially with the fact that nobody has seen the second half of his face. Whispers surround the boy, all of which point to a headline from years ago of an unfortunate tragedy occurring with the death of an upcoming idol that shared the surname of shinguji. Many are convinced Korekiyo is the girl’s younger brother, but without being able to see half of his face and usually hiding behind his hair, there can be no confirmation. But when confronted with such rumors, Korekiyo’s usual collected attitude sours, and he would excuse himself. He appears to be haunted from a ghost of his past. 

Miu Iruma - “The blonde, bimbo chick” is what most think when the name, Miu Iruma, is brought up. Popular and surrounded by numerous shallow friends, Iruma is known for her feisty, playful attitude, especially around the boys. But deep down, her aggression stems from her own perceived inferiority, despising that everybody assumes her as stupid and objectify her. It frustrates her to no end that she can’t be seen for anything past her looks, but with her fake friends surrounding her, she doesn’t feel like she can make such an odd complaint to anyone. More than anything, she wish she was spoken to, rather than treated as a joke. 

Tenko Chabashira - Energetic and hyper, Tenko is sort of a weird one, always chattering about her latest obsession eagerly. She is not as popular as Miu or Kaede nor is she as smart as Kirumi, but she is just a girl with her own passions who wants to hang out with her friends with similar interests. She adores girl idol groups and devours discussion threads and Twitter posts, and just wants to nerd out about it.

Ryoma Hoshi - A delinquent with not a lot going for him, Hoshi is isolated from others with his jaded attitude. As they say, he’s been on the wrong side of the tracks, and usually doesn’t show up to class, typically skipping or found loitering on school grounds. Not many people give him a chance, his reputation exceeding him but he doesn’t seem to mind it. But, when you get to know him, he shows to give good advice and likes any company he can crack a good joke with.

Keebo - Keebo is created by Team Danganronpa and doesn't know about much of life outside of that. He is only loyal and can obey what he is told to do.

Tsumugi Shirogane - A stressed out DR writer in dire who finally has managed to score the role as lead producer for the latest season after her success with season 52. She is dedicated to her job both as a part of its creation but also as a fan, belieivng that her sole purpose is to continue the danganronpa legacy.

#danganronpa #drv3 #pregame drv3 #pregame shuichi #pregame kaito #pregame kokichi #danganronpa v3 #killing harmony

[impostortale]

Untitled Soul, Ch.2, pg.111

NAVIGATION: Previous - Next

CHAPTERS: Ch.1 Early || Ch.2 Purpose

False is finally an angy lil’ man instead of a terrified one.  We love that character development.  10/10.

◇─────── Navigation ─ Discord ───────◇ ◇─── Stories ─ References ─ Lore ─ Variants ───◇

Credits:

Undertale (world and cast) - Toby Fox

@/dragon8er - Sans, Papyrus, and Gaster’s wingding fonts

@aoartmthebitxh - motivation, sanity check, ideas

#UntSol Comic #Untitled Soul Comic #Undertale AU #Impostortale #Impostor Sans #Clone #MK #Monster Kid #Papyrus

[themculibrary]

Fics With Titles That Start With I Masterlist 2

part one

I don't know what's happening (but I know you) (ao3) - BrilliantlyHorrid phil/skye T, 14k

Summary: As weird as it was, if Daisy was going to be stuck in a bizarro universe, married to anyone, there were way worse options than Phil Coulson.

If At First You Don't Succeed (ao3) - SonnyD sam/bucky T, 8k

Summary: Bucky finally gains the courage to tell Sam about his feelings. He comes up with a list of methods to woo him that were bound to succeed. He didn't account for each and every one of them failing in unexpected ways. The five times that Bucky attempts to woo Sam and the one time that Sam returns the favour.

If I Only Had A Heart (ao3) - Paint_Stained_Heart steve/bucky T, 48k

Summary: T’Challa’s tried to be neutral. “Leave him, take him, I do not care. Just don’t let him injure another soul,” he’d said in one of his rare contributions to the discussion. Steve knew, though, that T’Challa’s hand was being forced; his advisors don’t want to hold the Winter Soldier in expensive, high-security, high-voltage facilities for much longer.

The arguing has, eventually, come to consensus. Bucky’s coming out of cryo today and being shipped back to the United States, to the Avengers tower in New York. The doctors say it’s for further evaluation. For adjustment. For prodding and intel. For one of the most interesting case studies in the history of POW recoveries.

But for Steve, it’s simply time to bring Bucky home.

if you're still breathing, you're the lucky ones (ao3) - Charlie_Balle M, 11k

Summary: >>BLACK WIDOW SPOILERS&lt;<

What if Yelena was just a bit younger? Still a teenager. What if the Red Room cracked down when Natasha escaped? Yelena was plunged into hell. She comes out colder and bitter. She won’t be so forgiving this time.

Basically, what I feel should have happened if Black Widow wasn’t restricted to a PG-13 rating

I Get a Kick Out of You (ao3) - attice steve/tony E, 3k

Summary: He looks Steve over. He's flushed—red-faced, tousle-haired, and completely out of breath. Something is definitely wrong. Tony's first thought is this isn’t possible, quickly followed by how does this pick-up line go again?

Ignore the Story and See the Soul (ao3) - MarcellaBianca steve/bucky, sharon/sam, peggy/angie E, 43k

Summary: Steve Rogers is doing great. He survived a tough childhood filled with illness and childhood asthma to become the owner of a lucrative "box" in Brooklyn, New York, alongside his best friend, Sam Wilson. He also works as a freelance artist and is slowly finding success in that side of his work. Overall, life is pretty awesome.

And then he gets dragged to a yoga class, and a man with a full tattoo sleeve and a devastating smile just might upend Steve's great, normal life.

Or - the yoga and Crossfit AU literally nobody asked for.

i'll always look best in your head (ao3) - ghoultown wanda/vision T, 308k

Summary: “I’ve been searching for half the day for an indication of humanity and life within myself, but there seems to not be any.” He folds his arms over his chest, defeated, “All of humanity seems so probable, so able to change and communicate and connect and live. So possible. And I just feel so...“

“Impossible?” Bruce points to the screen.

Vision follows his finger. He reads the words at the top, large and bold and simple, feeling his body lurch forward to get closer.

The Impossible Man by Wanda Maximoff.

Vision doesn't have a heart, but he could swear he feels his pulse quicken.

-

Wanda has begun to write a story about a man who cannot exist. Vision is searching for an explanation as to who he is. They seem to meet in the middle.

i'll bring you flowers in the pouring rain (ao3) - censored peter/harley T, 6k

Summary: Peter Parker knew that he didn’t live up to the expectations of people.

Harley Keener knew that he didn’t live up to the expectations of people.

In which: Peter is a tattoo artist and Harley is a florist. Somehow, luck is on their side.

I'm Right on Top of That, Tony (ao3) - DyslexicSquirrel E, 92k

Summary: “Excuse me.”

Two heads turned toward him, Ms. Potts standing with a practiced, professional smile. “You must be Mr. Rogers. I didn’t realize the time.”

Stark looked from her to Steve and back, his eyes widening slightly. He got to his feet, shaking his head. “No, uh-uh, not happening, Pepper. Is he even old enough to work? If he says ‘I’m right on top of that, Rose,’ I’m jumping out the window.”

In Every Universe (ao3) - MagicalTear tony/stephen T, 16k

Summary: Tony Stark had been working for the Illuminati for years, doing his share to make the world a safer place as he worked alongside Earth's strongest heroes. He had his inventions and he had Stephen, and for a moment everything was perfect...until it wasn't. Until the Illuminati tore Stephen from his side and left him with a hollow heart.

The last thing Tony expected was for the multiverse to come knocking on their door so soon after Thanos' demise, throwing none other than Stephen Strange at his feet once again. He might have been a genius, but he was not equipped to handle a magic book chase, a teenager in distress, and one mad Scarlet Witch.

Perhaps it was time for Earth 838 to go through some changes.

(Or...grab the second half of Multiverse of Madness and make it IronStrange)

Inked (ao3) - WhoLetThisHappen wanda/natasha, steve/bucky T, 9k

Summary: Wanda had never really paid much attention to the tattoo parlor across the street that Pietro seemed to frequent. The thought of marking one's body in such a way seemed too unnatural for her to care much about the neon-lit building. That was, until the owner of said tattoo parlor came stumbling into Roger's Floral Gifts with an admittedly strange request.

___

A mix of the Tattoo Artist/Florist AU and the Tumblr prompt: Person A owns a flower shop and person B comes storming in one day, slaps 20 bucks on the counter and says “How do I passive-aggressively say fuck you in flower?”

i really (really) like you (ao3) - onsolsix sam/bucky T, 10k

Summary: The date so far is playing through Sam’s mind like one of those old movie reels, and he’s pretty sure his mistakes have overrun the good things. “I stranded him in the middle of this place, spilled his drink over him, and I almost let him go hungry!” Sam pauses and shakes his head, running his hand over his hair before it comes down over his face. “I almost starved my date, man!"

Sam's has a blind date with a friend of a friend of a friend. There's a reason he keeps to the swipe right kind of lifestyle.

Irreparable (ao3) - aslightstep G, 131k (WIP)

Summary: Forgiveness is a journey, or so Tony was maybe told a long time ago. He doesn't know about any of that and doesn't particularly care to. In the wake of civil war, the Avengers remain, as do their enemies. And Tony Stark rebuilds, as always.

He destroys the phone, he burns the letter. But he can't (he won't) eliminate Steve Rogers from his mind.

I Said I Would Never Fall Unless Its You (ao3) - coolpointsetta tony/stephen M, 112k

Summary: “It took me a long time, but I realized my situation wasn’t entirely hopeless,” Strange’s voice was gaining confidence, bit by bit. “In my scouring of the multiverse, I realized that Christine Palmer wasn’t my destiny, but he was. It is written in the fabric of every universe, it is set in stone: Stephen Strange and Tony Stark are meant to be together. No matter where they begin or where their journeys end, they are meant to love each other…”

His voice trailed off a little as he became absorbed with watching his variants dance with different versions of Tony. The looks of happiness on their faces made Wanda’s heart break and her resolve crack, and she was beginning to understand more of where he was coming from.

“But Tony Stark is always destined to die.”

I Saw You Smiling At Me (ao3) - ChibiSquirt steve/tony E, 13k

Summary: Steve and Tony have (finally) gotten together! Now it's time to explore some of their kinks...

I Think We Need Each Other (ao3) - nataliasromanoff bucky/natasha N/R, 27k

Summary: Natasha doesn’t want to work with him.

Bucky doesn’t want to work with her.

But they have orders and a disgruntled boss and a high profile target that just might make these next few weeks worth it. The job, exactly?

Marital bliss.

Supposedly.

AU where Natasha and Bucky are partnered up for a mission neither of them want to be on. There's arguing, insults, anger, and the constant, irresistible urge to rearrange the angle of someone's nose. But it's when Bucky gets horribly injured does Natasha realize that she might need him more than she thinks.

It's all in the way you touch me (ao3) - antigrav_vector bucky/steve/tony E, 25k

Summary: This is pretty much shameless threesome smut. Plot is present but minimal. Consider yourselves warned.

It's A Secret To Everybody (ao3) - Snapdragon_in_the_Snow T, 97k

Summary: “I have kids," Clint said. "I know dad behavior when I see it.”

Tony blinked multiple consecutive times, processing the statement. “Excuse me?”

“Tony,” Steve said now, “how long have you had a son? And how come we’ve never known about him?”

“Yeah,” Clint spoke again, “I thought I was the only one with a secret family. Turns out you’ve had one longer than me!” ------- Peter gets to spend all summer living in Avengers Tower with Tony. When the Rogue Avengers get pardoned and come back to live at the Tower too, they're confused as to who Peter is. However, once they see how Tony acts around Peter, that confusion goes away, as they know for certain who Peter must be - Tony's secret son. Tony and Peter decide to make the most of the situation, and play along. They hope they can keep up the act all summer. But they soon learn that they barely have to act at all.

It Takes a Village (or a team of superheroes) (ao3) - aven_garde T, 33k

Summary: Three months after the Chitauri attack, Tony received a phone call that changed his life. (Or, the one in which a group of remarkable people come together and balance battling villains and raising a child).

i would shower you with roses if only they didn't make you need an epi-pen (ao3) - Anonymous steve/tony G, 3k

Summary: Tony has a plan to woo Steve, and is determined not to let Steve's health issues get in the way.

Which is hard, because giving him flowers make him have a sneezing fit, they have be careful about food because it seems like Steve is allergic to everything, and they end up spending most of their dates in the hospital after something goes wrong.

#themculibrary #marvel #mcu #masterlists #ficsi #ficsi masterlist

[morguemaw]

Just Like YOU!!

Hello!! This is the cover for a comic im going to make, it will not be very long and its just for fun, i dont plan on working tooo much on the comic, but!! You win some you lose some! ;) The comic will be about Angie, since in the fanon world for him he is hidden deep within the Happy Hotel from traveling off from his own hellish town, wanting to restart in a fresh new area. Little did he know that there was already a certain spider-demon in this town!! Wonder how its going to go!!

Warning; This comic is rated PG-13. It will have suggestive/adult themes(thank you Angel Dust.), so please keep that in mind!!

#Angel Dust #Angie #my art #oc #spiderguts art #Just Like YOU! Comic

[whumpwillow]

Show us that Eli essay 👀

Written in October, 2018 at the time of reading Vengeful, by VE Schwab

SPOILERS also this gets long

again, v.e. schwab, what the fuck she went hard on him & the whumping, like almost as much as with Holland -- which was a lot. it was kinda to the point where it was like, "okay, you're just doing this to cause him more pain," & I can relate to that honestly. I've done that in whump fic. But like -- I was so shook when I found out what Dr. Haverty did to him for a year like damn I have written & read whump & never thought of that! It was so gruesome but it was still plausible & fit well with the narrative -- also it was really satisfying to see Eli being tortured & I felt bad at first because I didn't feel bad for him, but then Schwab got into the backstory a little more & I was like, okay, maybe I feel a little bad. a tiny, miniscule amount. I think she was a little tryna get us to feel bad for him but also not too much, so it wasn't annoying which was great, it was done really well cuz Eli still kept his douchey attitude & mindset (& is really fucking stupid while being smart at the same time). But yea, Eli was being hurt a lot (honestly VE Schwab! so gruesome -- I love it) but he was still dumb, like, "ah yes I have to hunt down all the EO's!" yet he would say shit like, "An EO isn't just the product of their catalyst. They are the circumstances, but also the psyche." (pg 183) & I stg I almost threw something. He makes me so mad because he says shit like this but doesn't realize it! Boi -- listen to yourself! He says that EO's are the product of the person they were before, yet believes they're all evil because they've come back from the dead without souls. He doesn't see that Victor was evil before he died, he was a sociopath, (still is) but its his original psyche (although he was less homicidal before) & Victor is one of the main reasons Eli believes EO's are evil

addendum: These were 2018 thoughts and I've since discussed a theory in which Eli knows that Victor was evil and that becoming an EO isn't the cause for someone to become evil, but Eli made up this whole justification that turning into an EO makes someone "unholy" and that that is what turned Victor into a "monster" because he literally just did not want to see Victor as a bad person. which is really sad but makes sense with his character because he's obsessed with seeing himself as a good person and justifying his actions and rationalizing everything to fit with his own distorted narrative of events

But that's because Victor killed Angie & tried to kill him [Eli]. Victor was fucking psycho beforehand (although I do remember Victor dragging the knife along the wall as he was going up to Eli & I'm like wow. you are actually the living embodiment of a horror movie. that, along with his black clothes & white hair & him just casually talking on the phone while someone is tryna kill him -- boi. he's so extra) so Eli should realize that! The EO thing brought out what was latent in him (same with Eli, that's why he says he feels different) but it didn't create the evil in him. it was already there. I think it's both a form of denial & cognitive dissonance because even if in Vengeance, he's acknowledged he's a monster (whereas in Vicious he thought he was the only good EO. like all other EO's were bad except him & it was his duty to get rid of them, but it was really just a projection of his own self-loathing because he felt that he was wrong & soulless & an abomination. In Vengeful, he's acknowledged that all EO's, including himself, are evil & that he's not an exception anymore, yet still a denial. He's saying he's a monster because he's an EO, not that he's a monster for its own sake. It's still disconnect -- "I am not wrong, it was what happened to me that made me this way." because he doesn't want to believe that he was inherently evil or soulless to begin with (which connects to his backstory, now that I know most of it, where his father said he had the devil in him & that there was darkness in his eyes, so he would beat Eli for being wicked. & Eli didn't know what he had done wrong, but started to believe his father's words. There was a really heartbreaking quote that summed it up nicely. "Eli didn't know how he was broken, but he wanted to be healed. He wanted to be saved." (pg. 152) Anyway, back to what I was saying about denial and disconnect. He blames his & Victor's & Serena's evil nature on not their nature but on them having lost their souls when they became EO's because he doesn't want to think of himself as inherently evil, or wrong, like he was made to feel by people in his life (& not just his father). That's where the cognitive dissonance comes in too. He has to believe that Victor & Serena were evil once they became EO's, even though he never knew Serena before, & Victor is very clearly strange, if not outright sociopathic, because if he acknowledges that Victor was not right in the head beforehand, it would lead to a dissonance, because if Victor was evil before, that couldn't mean Eli only became evil after, so he resolves that become become evil after they become an EO

addendum: to add to this, it could also be about how he loved Victor and did not want to believe he was evil, for its own sake (rather than his own self justifications of his own moral standing)

Eli's psyche is literally my favorite thing. There's so much there (I almost said "to dissect" but then I was like, "oof bad choice of words," lol) but he's such a complex character -- my gosh. There's so much to write about. I'm loving it. But yea, I don't think I mentioned what happened to Eli at the hands of Dr. Haverty. And lemme tell ya -- hoo boy. I thought Eli would be getting beat up in prison -- I never expected this.

There's more but I got tired and there's so many more pages aaaaaa

#just so you know #i wrote this all in a notebook so i had to type all of this up #and that's why i got tired and didn't finish lmao #willow answers #answered asks #not whump #vicious posting #vicious ve schwab #villains series #eli cardale #eli ever

[cafe-7-dream]

EST. 2021

Manager:

Hello, my name is Angel or Angie, whichever you prefer. She/Her. INTJ-T. How's adult life treating y'all my fellow 02'liners? (ღ˘⌣˘ღ)

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Andy Park. What I love most about him? His best friend.

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[willkimurashat]

So, my friends invited me over to watch the PG rated hit family film Cats (2019). Can we have a moment of silence for my forever lost innocence please? … Thank you. Anyway, so now that I’m greatly disturbed and utterly horrified, here’s a LITG x Cats crossover absolutely no one asked for lmao

Casting LITG islanders as characters from Cats (not necessarily from 2019 version because wtf was that)

Marisol/Camilo as Munkustrap

Imposing, energetic, courageous. Leader and protector of the Jellicle cats tribe. Responsible and brave. Narrator and story-teller.

S5 MC as Victoria

Young, inhibited, inquisitive. Naive and kind-hearted, abandoned by previous owners. Longs to be wanted and loved.

Chelsea/Thabi as Jennyanydots

Motherly, contended, controlling. Lazying around during the day, running the household during the night. Cheerful and good-humored with bossy side.

Priya and Bobby/Iona and Najuma as Mungojerrie and Rumpleteazer

Mischievous, rambunctious, ne’er-do-well. Fun-loving criminal duo, generally well-received by other cats. Notorious partners in crime.

Lexi/Cherry as Grizzabella

Proud, hurt, indomitable. Once a glamorous star, now exiled and disgraced. Sad and wistful, despised by the Jellicle cats, longs for forgiveness.

Lottie/Suresh as Macavity

Hypnotic, jealous, dangerous. Malevolent criminal mastermind, eludes the police and strikes fear in other Jellicle cats.

Angie/Lulu as Old Deutoronomy

Wise, commanding, spiritual. Kind and just leader of the Jellicle cats, beloved by everyone. An ancient cat with psychic powers and spiritual connection with Heavyside layer.

Mason/Rafi/Finn as Rum Tum Tugger

Vain, perverse, inconsequent. Charismatic, self-obsessed show-off. Rock star with wild anarchic energy and comedic sexuality.

Kat as Bombalurina

Generous, voluptuous, frank. Self-confident and very direct about feelings. Extremely flirtatious and the center of attention.

Rohan/Henrik/Alfie as Mr. Mistoffelees

Competitive, neat, electric. Mysterious and clever conjuring cat. Up to mischief or performing amusing magic tricks.

Bruno/Tai as Skimbleshunks

Caring, bright, self-regarding. Protector of the kittens when danger is near. Jolly and cheerful, remembered by his signature gigantic smile and bright personality.

Will as Gus the Theatrical Cat

Wistful, imaginative, frail. Fragile and feeble old cat, reminiscing about his days of being an actor. Initially vague and a little confused, but becomes more confident and outspoken.

Jake/Tom as Bustopher Jones

Foppish, gluttonous, dapper. Genial and cheerful, enjoys life to the fullest. Particularly interested in fine dining and cuisine at gentlemen’s clubs. Leaves swiftly at first sign of trouble.

#yeah idk what this is either #probably the most deranged litg crossover you’ll ever find #i mean if james can direct the musical in s4 i don’t see why i can’t lmao #but uh yeah - i hope it reaches this very super niche audience lmao #feel free to agree/disagree/add on lol #litg #love island the game #litg s1 #litg s2 #litg s3 #litg s4 #litg s5 #litg everyone #cats the musical #cats 2019

[sparklingchim]

long way home 20 | jjk

pairing: jungkook x reader

word count: 1.5k

genre: dilf!jungkook, friends to lovers, angst

rating: pg 15

warnings: jimin's is very determined to make oc squirt one day💪🏼, jungoo being a sad dilf and questioning his life choices 😔, brief glimpse of jelly jaykay but more sad than angy

summary: the one where you realise that talking to jimin helps you to mend the broken pieces of your heart.

a/n: enjoy some jimin x oc time <3

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"Y/n."

Jimin's gentle timbre engulfs your whole body in comfort.

"Hmm?"

You pull the duvet closer to your bare figure and snuggle up to Jimin.

"Have you ever squirted before?"

You halt mid-motion, sending his curious gaze a questioning look. "No?" you answer dubiously. The grin that sets across his face makes you knit your eyebrows. A short, confused laughter bubbles from your lips. "What are you on?"

"Just -" Jimin's tongue sweeps across his puffy bottom lip. He already has beautiful plump lips and you adore how they look like after you make out with him. "I'd really like to see you squirt. On my face."

Heat rushes into your cheeks. You sink your teeth into your lip to stop you from smiling at his vulgarity.

"What?" Though you can clearly hear the offended undertone that resonates the word, there's only a fond gleam in his eyes when you stare at them. "You don't think I'd be able to do it?"

"No, I'm just wondering how you're still getting indecent thoughts after what we just did. This," - You flick his forehead - "should be all empty."

Jimin grabs your wrist and presses a light kiss on it. "Oh, no no," he says. "That could never happen. The more you give me of yourself, the more my mind is filled with you."

You scrunch your nose. "Stop it."

Jimin laughs at your reaction, trailing a finger along your collar bone.

You both fall into a comfortable silence. When Jimin invited you over you didn't come here with the intention to hook up with him. But it was inevitable. You were watching a movie in his living room and you both couldn't keep your hands off each other. Jimin carried you into his bedroom, and from there, well...You didn't have sex, just...third base.

"I think I should go before it gets too late," you say.

"Or," - Jimin pushes himself up on his elbow, his intense gaze prickling your skin.  - "you could stay." His offer hovers in the air like an unspoken question.

"Jimin."

"Yeah?" He pushes a loose strand of hair behind your ear.

"We agreed not to do anything that might make this,"  - you point a finger at him and you - "look more than just friends."

"That rule is stupid," Jimin utters under his breath. "We are clearly doing things that make us look more than friends."

"Well, then..." You think for a second. "Fuck buddies? Does that sound better?" You grimace at the crude word and Jimin chuckles, his thumb brushing over your cheek.

"I guess it's better than just friends," he answers. "But we also agreed to just do whatever makes us happy, remember?"

You nod. "I know." You lie on your side, looking into his shiny brown orbs as you say, "Don't wanna lead you on."

You don't want this thing - whatever the weird relationship dynamic in your friendship is called - between Jimin and you to develop into something you're not ready for.

Especially because he's your work colleague. You don't want the working climate to get weird because of the two of you.

Jimin frowns when he notices the doubt in your eyes. "I'm not expecting anything from you, princess."

"Just...wanna make sure."

Jimin's voice is a tiny whisper when he asks, "What are you scared of?"

"I'm not ready for a relationship," you confess.

"And why's that?" he asks, careful not to go too far with his questions.

Because my heart belongs to someone who doesn't want me.

You sigh, gaze drifting over Jimin's barely lit bedroom. How are you gonna tell him without mentioning Jungkook?

"It's because of Jungkook, isn't it?"

Your head turns to him. Your eyes are wide at the mention of Jungkook.

"Oh, come on," Jimin chides you. "I'm not a fool, y/n. I've noticed the way you look at him."

You get shy. "I didn't know you knew."

"How could I not? You guys flirted in front of me every morning in the café."

"We didn't flirt," you correct him.

"If there's one things you and Jungkook are, it's definitely acting like you two are more than friends."

"That's not true," you deny, a pout forming on your lips as you think of how Jungkook and you used to be like. You didn't act like a couple. You were just close. Best friends. Nothing more.

"I mean, with the shit he's done, his love for you is kinda questionable, but I think he loves you. A lot."

You shake your hand. "He doesn't love me. Not like that." Not the way you want him to love you.

"Did you ever ask him?"

"Uh, no. Not really."

Jimin sighs dramatically. "You two are beyond hope."

"Don't wanna be with him now anyway," you mumble, nuzzling into the crook of Jimin's neck.

"You should talk to him though." He gently strokes your shoulder. "You can't avoid him forever."

"Just need a little distance from him now." Even though your heart aches every day because you can't see Nabi.

Jimin nods. You can't fathom how utterly warm-hearted he is. Here you are, lying in his bed with him and yet he listens to you talking about Jungkook and your feelings and problems and he's so patient with you. Just listens and gives advice. And it kills you because you don't deserve him. Jimin is selfless and only wants you to he happy and you love him for that. You love him for so many other things.

"Thank you for being so understanding, Jimin. I really don't deserve you." You plant a soft peck on his neck.

"As long as you're happy and comfortable with our arrangement, I am too."

"You're amazing." Placing your hand on his chest you draw little figures on his skin with the pad of your fingertip.

"Oh stop it, or I'll fall in love with you."

You spend the next hour joking and giggling and kissing and cuddling with Jimin.

You end up taking a cute selfie with you lying on his chest, the duvet covering your naked bodies and Jimin's arm around you. And because you love the photo so much you upload it to your Instagram story.

"Y/n?" Jimin whispers into you hair.

"Yes?" you answer absent-mindedly, scrolling through Instagram.

"Do you think you'd allow me to take a picture of your boobs? Y'know, since I'm all amazing and all."

"God, you seriously need to get these horny thoughts out of your head."

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Jungkook's receives the notification when he's standing in the kitchen.

He had been watching Sora feeding Nabi while he's cleaning the kitchen. Observing attentively as Nabi tries mushroom rice porridge for the first time. The apples of her cheeks high on her face as a smile tugs her little mouth upwards must be proof enough that she likes the taste.

Jungkook clicks on the notification on his phone.

You had added something to your Instagram story. Jungkook doesn't remember when he turned on your notification, but it's been years. He loves seeing your little updates on social media.

His fingers are quick to press on it immediately. You hadn't posted something in a week and Jungkook is desperate to see what you're up to.

Oh wow.

Jungkook blinks several times, not trusting his eyes. Are you ... naked?

He closes the app, still in disbelieve. But then he opens it again and stares at his phone.

Jungkook scoffs.

He feels Sora's eyes on him. "What's wrong?" she asks.

"Nothing," he says, shoving his phone into the pocket of his sweatpants.

Of course you're with Jimin.

He doesn't know why he's so surprised.

Doesn't know why his hands want to punch something and his heart aching for something he never had.

"Jungkook." Sora stands in front of him, Nabi in her arms.

Right. She wanted to take a shower after feeding Nabi. Jungkook hugs Nabi to his chest, her eyes falling shut every few seconds telling him that she's close to doze off.

His anger is momentary forgotten as he takes Nabi to her nursery. He cradles her in his arms, humming a soft melody to sing Nabi into dreamland.

When Jungkook's sure Nabi has fallen asleep he bends down to gently put her in the crib. But then he sees one of your t-shirts lying there and he has to think about the selfie again.

It's okay he tells himself.

You should be happy. And you looked really happy. Incredibly happy. It stings the most, but it's also what matters the most.

Jungkook pulls your t-shirt over Nabi's tiny body. Drops a kiss to her temple and leaves the room.

He runs his hands over his face when he stands in the dark hallway. The muffled noises of the shower make him crave for a long, hot shower.

Getting you to distance yourself from him because of his lies ultimately meant driving you into the arms of another man.

It was inevitable.

He shouldn't feel too miserable about this.

Because Jungkook had never believed he could have you that way anyway.

#jeon jungkook #jungkook #dilf jungkook #jungkook fanfic #jungkook scenario #jungkook x reader #bts #bts fanfic #bts x reader #jungkook angst

[bluethespiai]

Fictober Day Six

Prompt: #5 “No, anything but that.” Fandom: The Authority Characters: Midnighter, Apollo, Jenny Quantum, Angie Spica Rating: PG

"No, anything but that!" Apollo wailed, scrambling desperately backward on hands and knees. "Not the green rocks!" He backed himself against the wall, covering his face with his hands in an adequate imitation of pants-wetting fear. Jenny advanced inexorably, giggling madly.

"I think they're blue, actually," Midnighter said from where he was lounging on the couch. Jenny, confused, halted her rampage. Apollo pulled his hands away from his face and shot him a crabby look.

"Ignore your dad, sweetie, they're green. Agh, horrible green rocks!"

"I think they're turquoise," Angie added.

Jenny was pondering her rock now with a deep frown. "Turkey rock?" she asked.

"Stop confusing her," Apollo said. "It's green, honey," he added to Jenny.

"No," Midnighter said, rolling smoothly off the couch and moving to crouch behind Jenny. She immediately held up the rock for him to inspect and he obediently examined it. "Papa's confused, Jen. They're definitely blue."

Apollo rolled his eyes. "Fine. It's blue. Now use your incredible, genius computer brain and tell me what a blue rock does. Does it hypnotize me? Give me hallucinations? Make me an asshole?"

Midnighter tossed one of the rocks lightly up and down, testing its weight. "I think," he mused, "it makes you lose all your powers."

"Isn't that what the green one does?" Angie asked.

"No, no. That one causes me excruciating pain."

"Weird games you two play with your kid," she muttered. "Anyway, that’s boring. I think it should turn you into a turkey. What? Come on, that's gotta be easier for you. I mean, do you even remember what a normal human can do?"

Apollo pulled a face, then shot Midnighter a questioning look. Midnighter shrugged.

"It's Jenny's game," Angie said firmly. "She should decide."

Midnighter gave Jenny her rocks back and she promptly threw them in the air. She fumbled the catch, but still. Pretty good. She picked them up and turned them over in her hands, examining them from every angle and possibly from some that only existed for her.

 "Turkey rock," she confirmed.

"Uuuuurgh," Apollo said, flopping backward dramatically. "We really need to start finding rocks that work on your dad."

Midnighter smirked at him and pushed Jenny forwards. She giggled and tottered forward, waving her rocks meaningfully. 

"Umm. Gobble gobble?"

#fictober22 #my writing #the authority #midnighter #apollo #jenny quantum #midpollo #angie spica #jenny q

[rebelrayne]

STUCK WITH YOU TAG

aw, thank you for tagging me, @csmicletters 🤍

if i had to pick an LITG character to be stuck with in these situations!

stuck in a storm

floridian here. gotta pick someone i feel like wouldn't be afraid of storms but you'd have fun with them. chelsea sounds like a good choice!

stuck at work

i'm a teacher so i want someone who is going to be as dead inside and petty as me so definitely youcef.

stuck on an island

i want off the island so i'm thinking gary because he can probably build us a boat to get off the island. plus that's kind of like me saying i'm bringing my husband.

stuck during a pandemic

tom. hear me out! he's rich, he'll pay for uber eats to bring food. plus probably someone to bring other stuff.

stuck in an elevator

okay this one is tough but i probably want someone who going to entertain me. i feel like i'd want angie there because i think we would have a lot to talk about and she'd keep me company (i went pg here sorry).

tagging some that haven't been tagged yet @banirareiko, @doulyeah, @fujihime-litg, @caitkaminski, @willkimura, @oliverslove, @willkimurashat and anyone else that wants to join in :) (ps sorry if you got tagged in a post twice my internet decided to go out and post twice i guess upsies)

#bff rafa

[jediknightjameslunagazer23]

@theblueskyphoenix @dreamstormdragon

One concept of I have in mind for Kira in the future set during the events of UTK 2, that being, after the events of UTK/Second Opinion, she became resolved to be a doctor just like her brother James Lunagazer, and practically studied like crazy until she managed to graduate at an early age.

I'd like to think that maybe when she joins Caduceus, she's placed in the same training program as Adel Tulba when he first arrives, leading to the pair forming a friendship, as Kira would probably offer to help the African surgeon get better acquainted with technology that wasn't there in Costigar.

Now although she seems more mature, Kira's still that little mischievous gremlin deep down, and sometimes can't resist playing a few pranks on Adel and the rest of the Caduceus staff, but when patients are concerned, she can really pull her weight.

Though that being said, sometimes Kira's over-eagerness can be her undoing, that being in wanting to be like Derek and James, she can put too much responsibility on herself and would try to do too much, so when a mistake occurs as a result, she can get easily discouraged but thankfully with some help, Kira bounces back quickly.

And as you've might have guessed from the sunflower necklace with the purple star she's wearing, Kira also has the Healing Touch, except she would be more connected to Epione which I'm assuming is what Naomi is connected to, however unlike Derek whom caught on quickly, she would struggle to evoke it as she's not exactly the most patient or meditative type, so first she would have to learn to slow down her growth process.

-Also she REALLY, really despises Reina Mayazumi alongside Angie (and James as well though he would be more restrained and clear-headed about it.), mostly due to how that woman forces herself on Derek Stiles.

Kira even goes as far as to speak her own mind directly in front of Reina during one of these moments practically warning her to back off from him, and just maybe would probably prank her to hell!

("That woman doesn't frighten me, I don't care if I get in trouble or if she's some big-wig president or whatever, no one, and I mean NO ONE deserves to treat Big Bro Derek like that!"

"Besides... her make-up looks ugly! I mean who on earth would buy such a ridiculous get-up like that!? It looks disgraceful!"

"KIRA!! How vulgar! Though I have to admit I do have to agree with you there..."

"And who's supposed to be the more responsible one again?")

-Kira still has contact with Amy Chase, mostly for the time they spent together as fellow patients, and also because Derek saved Amy's life, it inspired Kira to pursue the path of a doctor, and if Amy was to fall ill again due to PGS, Kira promised her she would drop everything and help operate on her if possible.

Even if Kira herself were to eventually contract PGS as she later becomes a G.U.I.L.T victim during UTK/Second Opinion but that's an story for another day.

-Also alongside Amy, Kira would run a Derek Stiles fan-club website for when the latter becomes famous during UTK 2, and I'd like to think Markus Vaughn is a secret member of that fan-club under a different name!

Other than that, not much else to say really, except that I mostly plan for the Lunagazer siblings to be more involved during UTK 2's plot, mainly around Adel, Heather, and for James mostly around Derek and eventually stepping out of his idol's shadow especially during the events of chapter 4 of the game but I won't say anymore for now!

Kira would probably be mostly a side-character that appears now and then during James' story in UTK 2, mostly as a nice acknowledgement of how far James has come since he would now be helping to teach Kira and perhaps operate together at times as a brother and sister duo.

#trauma center #trauma center manga #jediknightjameslunagazer23 #oc artwork #fanart #trauma center under the knife 2 #kira lunagazer #caduceus

[eastofthemoon]

A Paladin in the Fire Nation

Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8

Rating: PG

Series: Voltron Legendary Defender/Avatar the Last Airbender

Summary:  After the fight with Zarkon, Shiro accidentally gets tossed into another  reality where humans have the ability to bend the elements. His best  shot at returning home is with someone called the Avatar, while he waits  he might as well take on the job of being the Firelord’s bodyguard.

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Toph was a tough fighter. From what little Shiro had seen of her before, she seemed constantly aware of her enemies' position despite her blindness. He did have to wonder how she managed to avoid breaking bones when smashing solid rocks into people.

He probably should have turned down Toph's request for a sparring match, but unfortunately Shiro was never one to refuse a challenge.

So here he was, running around the Fire Palace gardens, trying to keep ahead of Toph's swift barrage of flying rocks.  Even staying on the move, he had to smash occasional rocks with his cybernetic arm, all to the backdrop of Toph's cackles.

“You know, I've never met a non-bender who could literally punch rocks to pieces,” she said.

Shiro smirked in response. He ducked under the next flying boulder and ran in close to attack Toph directly.  A mound of earth rose to block him, but he rolled out of the way.  A quick tackle from behind – but Toph effortlessly stepped out of the way.

Shiro tried again and again. During the Angi Kai, his strategy against Buijing had been to charge fast, get into his blindspot and take him down from there. However, the same plan wasn't working against Toph. Each time he attempted to surprise her, Toph was ready for the attack.  Ironically, she didn’t seem to have a blind spot.

Toph grinned as she blocked another charge with a wall of rock, throwing it straight into Shiro's path. “Ready to concede that I'm the greatest fighter in this garden?”

“No,” Shiro said as he punched the rock in two and took a breath.

Think it through.  Everything Toph had said about her bending.

Shiro smashed aside two rocks, trying to recall.  Toph...always went barefoot, because she needed to feel vibrations from the ground through her feet.  Then, what if...

Darting around a brace of rocks, Shiro went for another direct charge.  Toph laughed, bringing up another rock wall – and then with a smirk, Shiro leapt for a hanging branch to swing off of it into the air. Toph's confident smirk shifted to alarm as she started to turn back and forth, swinging rocks around her cautiously.

But with another swing of a metal arm, those defending rocks were dust, and Shiro pinned Toph's arms to the ground as he landed.  “Got ya.”

“Nope,” Toph snapped back, slamming the back of her head against the dirt.   Shiro released her arms on instinct, rolling out of the way of the earth pillar that erupted from behind him.  Flipping onto his feet, he smirked.

“Now I know your weakness,” he said. “You know everything that touches the ground, but you can’t sense me in the air.”

Toph rolled her eyes. “Unless you can fly, that's not going to do you much good.”

“Fly, no,” Shiro said as he held out a hand, glancing at the assorted trees and ornaments that surrounded their battleground.  “But I can certainly jump over a few rocks.  With everything here, there's more than enough ways to stay out of your sight.”

Toph cackled, drumming her toes against the dirt and making the branches tremble. “Oh, we’ll see about-”

“Okay, time for you two to take a break,” Zuko said as he stood in front of Shiro while Katara crossed her arms next to him. “I can see where this fight is going and I would rather keep my garden in something like one piece, instead of what you two will leave it in.”

Shiro frowned, but then noticed the current state of the garden from their fight so far.  The pond was leaking after its retaining wall had been torn up for ammunition, several flower beds were in shambles, and the decorative fencing seemed a lot more hole-y than he remembered.

“That’s fair,” Shiro sighed. “We did make a mess of things.”

“I don't know, it looks the same to me.”

“Toph,” Katara warned.

“Alright, fine,” she said and pointed a finger at Shiro. “We might be done for today, but as soon as we can find somewhere Sparky won't whine about as much, we're finishing this fight.”

“Looking forward to it,” Shiro said as he looked around and frowned. “Is Sokka still going through the list?”

He had said he would join for sparring practice. Shiro had thought he would be here by now.

“He seemed to be,” Katara replied as she crossed her arm. “Although he should take a break soon anyway.”

Shiro had to agree. When they informed Iroh of what he and Zuko had learned, he had managed to gather up a list of Earth Kingdom soldiers who had the name ‘Valrom’, both current and former. Problem was it was a very long list. Toph was right when she said it was been a common name.

They had spent the last few days going through it, with Sokka taking the main lead on it. Shiro wished they had more details to go on.

“We’ll drag him over later,” Zuko said as he got into a stance. “Want to go, Katara?”

“If I were you I would hold off right now,” Iroh announced as he approached with a smile on his face. “I have some very happy news.”

The group exchanged puzzled looks as Zuko frowned. “What is it, Uncle?”

Iroh grinned as he tucked his sleeves into his shirt. “I have just been informed by the guards that a sky bison is heading towards us.”

Shiro Katara’s face instantly brightened as both Zuko and Toph smiled.

“It’s got to be Appa,” Katara exclaimed.

“Who?” Shiro asked.

Toph lightly punched Shiro’s arm. “Aang’s sky bison, it’s how he gets around.”

Shiro’s eyes widened. “So, if he’s been spotted that means-”

“Aang is finally here,” Zuko confirmed. “So, we can finally look into getting you a way home.”

Shiro smiled, but then dropped. He wanted to get home, back to the paladins, but he also couldn’t just leave Zuko while his life was still in danger.

Zuko raised an eyebrow and sighed. “If you’re worrying about me don’t, I can handle myself.”

“To be fair, evidence suggests otherwise,” Katara said before reaching out to touch Shiro’s shoulder. “But don’t worry about that yet. We still don’t know how hard it’s going to be to get you back home anyway.”

“Yeah, that’s true,” Shiro replied.

“In either case, it would likely be prudent to get yourselves cleaned up before you greet, Aang,” Iroh said.

Toph shrugged as she sniffed her armpit. “Naw, I smell fine. Twinkletoes won’t care.”

Katara rolled her eyes as she seized her arm. “Come on.”

Toph pouted, but didn’t resist Katara dragging her away.

Iroh chuckled and looked at Shiro. “I shall stay with Zuko while you go and change.”

“I don’t need a babysitter, Uncle,” Zuko said with a sigh as he shook his head. “Anyway, I’ll meet you in the council room once you’re ready.”

Shiro gave a nod as he walked and headed back to his room. He tried to keep his anxious thoughts at bay as he washed and changed into clean clothes.

Would Aang be able to send him home? Or was he going to discover he was truly stuck here? If that was the case, would Keith and the others be okay? Were they still alive right now?

He ran a hand through his hair as he inspected his face into the mirror.

“Katara’s right,” he muttered. “No point worrying until I talk-”

Something moved behind him.

Shiro whirled around with his arms raised to attack, but spotted no one.

He frowned as he lowered it.

Did I just imagine it?

He then heard a purr like noise. Cautiously, Shiro followed and traced the source under his bed.

He kneeled and looked beneath it. He wasn’t certain what he had expected to find and upon seeing it he still didn’t.

A small animal stared back at him with wide blinking eyes. Shiro was positive he had never seen this creature in the palace before. It was small and whilte, with big ears and a long tail. Shiro would have called the animal cute if it wasn’t currently hugging his paladin helmet like a new favourite toy.

“Uh, hey, little guy,” Shiro said gently, holding out his hands under the bed. “You got my helmet there. It’s not food, so how about handing it back?”

The creature titled its head, looked at the helmet and back at Shiro like it was calculating its best options.

Then, much to Shiro’s frustration, it chose to run in the opposite direction out from under the bed while still carrying his helmet.

“Hey,” Shiro shouted as he scrambled to his feet and got up in time to see the creature sitting at his open window holding his helmet between its lower paws.

Shiro took a deep breath as he approached. “Alright, we’re a bit off the ground here and I know the door is locked so you might as well-”

The creature raised its arms and revealed bat-like wings.

Shiro blinked. “What?”

The creature glanced out the window.

Shiro clued in on what it planned to do.

“Okay, joke’s over, let’s-NO! GET BACK HERE!”

Shiro jumped, but it was too late as the creature jumped out the window and took to the air with his helmet held in its paws.

Shiro cursed as he poked his head out. Thankfully, he could still see the animal and it looked like it was heading towards the garden. Shiro didn’t waste a second to race out of his room and make it back down to the garden.

He glanced around frantically, but Shiro didn’t see any sign of the critter.

“It better not have left the area,” Shrio grumbled.

The helmet was one of the few things he had left of home. He could not lose that. His heart calmed down slightly when he spotted Sokka sitting under a tree with a bunch of scrolls in hand.

Hopefully Sokka knows what that creature was, Shiro thought as he approached. I need to find it before-

Shiro lost his train of thought as he spotted a girl. She was dressed in armour, but it was different from what the palace guards wore. It didn’t seem to match the style of what he had seen of the Fire Nation either.

It was green, and brown. The girl also had covered her face in white makeup, and she was grinning evilly as she silently approached Sokka.

Instincts took over as Shiro ran.

“SOKKA! LOOK OUT!”

Sokka and the girl barely had time to look up. Shiro sprang, tackled the girl and pinned her to the ground. She grunted, clearly trying to kick him off, but Shiro held her.

Although, he was struggling to keep her there. Whoever this girl was, she was strong.

“GET OFF!” the girl cried.

Shiro kept her pinned. “Sokka, get the others while I hold her.”

He had expected Sokka to look a bit shocked, but to his confusion Sokka stayed rooted to where he was.

“Suki?” he said as he pointed.

Shiro paused as the girl sighed.

“Who else do you think it is?” she snarked.

Shiro glanced between the two of them.

“You know each other?” he asked.

“She’s my girlfriend,” Sokka exclaimed as he waved his hands around. “I told you about her before.”

Shiro frowned, but then his memory clicked. Right, he did recall hearing that name before. She was the girl that was acting as a bodyguard for Aang.

“If we’ve got that cleared up,” Suki replied as she looked up at him, “mind getting off of me?”

Shiro shook his head.

“Right, sorry,” he said quickly and released her.

Suki gave a slight pout, but then smiled as she lightly punched his arm. “Don’t worry about it. it’s nice to know someone is aware of their surroundings.”

Sokka gave a pout, but then smiled as Suki pulled him into a hug. After a moment, they let go and Suko pointed at Shiro.

“So, who are you exactly?” she asked.

“His name is Shiro,” Sokka explained. “Currently Zuko’s bodyguard.”

Suki frowned. “Bodyguard? Does this have to do with the ‘problem’ Zuko mentioned in his letter?”

“Yeah,” Sokka said as he rubbed his neck, “but I would rather wait until we can explain it to you and Aang at the same time.”

Suki raised an eyebrow, but nodded. “Okay, fair enough.”

“In anycase, I have another problem,” Shiro said as he looked at Sokka. “My helmet got stolen.”

Sokka’s eyes widened. “What? Are you sure you didn’t just misplace it?”

“Yes,” Shiro sighed. “This is going to sound crazy, but some kind white animal was in my room and took my helmet. It then stood at the window and flew off with it.”

Sokka blinked and then suddenly his eyes narrowed in annoyance as Suki giggled.

“Am I missing something?” Shiro asked.

Sokka sighed as he patted his large friend’s shoulder. “Sorry, Shiro, but it sounds like you got ‘Momoed’.”

“Momoed?” Shiro asked.

“He means Momo, Aang’s pet flying lemur,” Suki replied with a laugh. “He has a bad habit of taking things that aren’t his.”

“And putting things in your mouth when you’re sleeping,” Sokka grumbled.

Shiro blinked, and pinched the bridge of his nose. Flying lemur. Of course it was a flying lemur.

“What are my chances of getting my helmet back?” he asked.

“Very high,” Suki said as she pointed. “He probably brought it to Appa who is likely napping at the turtle duck pond.”

Shiro sighed, but nodded. “Alright, pond got it. I’ll look for him there.”

“Word of advice,” Sokka said as he raised a hand. “If it looks like Appa is going to sneeze, get away fast. Trust me on this.”

Shiro raised an eyebrow, but nodded as he headed straight to the pond and scanned the area once he got there.

“Alright, Momo,” Shiro called out as he glanced around. “Where are you? I’m not mad, but I need my helmet back-”

A low grunt came from behind as Shiro felt a gust of warm breath behind him. Shiro slowly turned around and was greeted by a giant head of a bison. Startled, Shiro jumped back, but the creature stayed where it was.

It was massive, almost as big as one of the Voltron lions and he spotted it also had multiple legs. The creature tilted his head at him and Shiro suddenly understood Sokka’s warning.

“Um, Appa, right?” Shiro said as he held up his hands. “Don’t need to disturb you big fella, I’m just looking for your little friend.”

“Are you looking for Momo?

Shiro blinked. Where did that voice come from? Appa’s mouth hadn’t moved so it didn’t talk..right?

There was a laugh. “Up here!”

Shiro looked up and saw a person wave at him from the top. Within seconds, the person slid off Appa like a slide.

It was a teen boy. He wore red and yellow robes with no shoes, and he also had blue arrow tattoos on his arms, legs and even on his bald head. He also had the small furry thief resting on his shoulder while he held Shiro’s helmet in his own hands.

The boy smiled at Shiro and held it out.

“Is this yours? I figured someone must be looking for it when Momo brought it here.”

Shiro relaxed slightly as he took the helmet. “Yes, thank you.”

The boy smiled as he rubbed his neck. “Sorry about that.” He narrowed his eyes at the lemur. “I’m been trying to get Momo to stop stealing, but it seems to be a hard habit for him to break.”

Momo chittered and tilted his head in confusion.

Shiro paused slightly as he looked at the boy. “The lemur is yours?”

The boy laughed as he patted Momo’s head. “Momo isn’t ‘mine’, but he is my friend just like Appa.”

The giant bison gave a snort in agreement.

Shiro’s brain quickly put the pieces together.

“So then, you’re Aang?” Shiro asked. “The Avatar?”

The boy gave a shy smile as he nodded. “Yes, that’s me.”

Shiro blinked. He knew the other told him that Aang wasn’t much older than them so he wasn’t expecting a teen, but it still felt a bit jarring. From how Iroh explained it, Aang was supposed to be the world’s most powerful bender, but he looked like any other kid his age.

Aang then became quiet as he studied Shiro’s face. “Who are you exactly? I’ve never seen you here before.”

“I’m Shiro, I’m currently acting as Zuko’s bodyguard.”

Aang’s eyes widened slightly, and then frowned as if he just spotted something odd. “Where are you from exactly?”

Shiro rubbed the back of his neck. “That is a long and complicated question.”

Aang looked like he wanted to question further, but another voice beat him to it.

“Aang, you’re here!”

Both turned and saw Katara waving at the both of them with Zuko and Toph not far behind. Aang grinned and didn’t hold back as she came over to hug him.

“Are you okay?” she asked as she looked him over. “Suki mentioned you had a tough time in the Earth Kingdom village.”

“I’m fine,” Aang said with a laugh. “And Suki’s exaggerating. It wasn’t that bad.”

“She said you had to put out a fire while trying to stop a group of Earth benders from destroying a bunch of houses,” Zuko remarked.

Aang gave a nervous laugh. “Okay, maybe it got a little tricky.”

Toph grinned. “Sounds like a fun time.”

Zuko then spotted Shiro. “You told him?”

“Just my name, but the exact details, no,” Shiro replied.

Aang’s smile dropped as he raised an eyebrow. “What details?”

Toph pointed her thumb at him. “That he’s from space.”

Aang blinked. “What?”

Shiro placed a hand on Toph’s shoulder. “I think it might be better to explain it in private.”

“Agreed,” Zuko said. “Suki and Sokka are waiting for us in the dining room. We can explain it there.”

Aang looked baffled as he tossed one more glance at Shiro before following Zuko, and Shiro did the same as he tightly held onto his helmet.

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