#she is mu absolute favourite

[bts-hyperfixation]

Sensual Synthetics

Tired of your family getting on at you for not having a partner, you drunkenly lament to Taehyung. Your friend suggests you purchase an escort android through his favourite service.

Prologue

Chapter one

Your new toy arrives from the factory

2 weeks later your new friend arrives fully assembled in a pod charging station. 

You peer at him through the little glass window at the front. 

The online images didn't do him justice. The mere visage of this man left you a little breathless. He just looks like a regular guy sleeping, a regular guy but much much more attractive. You'd expected him to look a little bit mechanic, cold, maybe hard. But he looked remarkably soft and warm, and real. Like blood was actually pumping through his veins instead of coolant. It made you really question the last couple of dates that Taehyung had brought to various events and dinners. 

And you definitely didn’t think your family was going to believe you could pull a man like that out of nowhere.

Your fingers linger apprehensively over the latch that would release him, unsure you really want to go ahead with this. You itched to get a closer look, to inspect your perfect man, but if you opened the box you would never be able to return it… him…

As if on cue, your phone rings.

Your mother's image is plastered across your caller ID and you let out an exacerbated sigh before picking up. 

"Good morning mu..."

"Have you heard?! Your cousin is getting married! That's the last one. Now it's just you. Why do you hate me?" She shrieks.

She has always had a tendency to overreact in these situations. You're sure it came from a good place but it came across a lot like nagging. 

"I've had it with your career first nonsense, I don't want you to spend your whole life alone, and more importantly, I don't want to be the only one without grandchildren."

You take them phone away from your ear and sigh dramatically. That increasingly annoying reminder that your mum’s siblings all had brand new bouncing babies in their lives and your mum does not. Once you had suggested perhaps she could have another… it had not been a well-received quip…

"Mum, we've been over this. I'm not ready to settle down with a family."

"Don't give me that, you were two years old by the time I was your age."

"The world has changed Mum, plus lots of people are fine alone."

"Yeah well, you're not one of them. I've found you a man! Mrs Turner's boy is coming back to town and he always had a thing for you."

You can picture him now. Not ordinarily one to judge, it was difficult not to find Francis Turner to be the most repulsive guy on the planet. In high school he picked his nose and would wipe it on the backs of people's chairs, his scabs were always bleeding from where he picked them, and his hair was so long and unbrushed that the smell alone was enough to knock you out.

You glance back through the window at the sleeping visage of perfection. The plump lips and swooping fringe draw you in. Your fingers reach to play with the latch once more. You absently pick at the tape holding it shut.

"Mum if I get a date for the wedding will you drop this?"

"Absolutely, but where are you going to find a date, the wedding is in two weeks time. And he has to be a respectable man, Taehyung does not count! I don't trust that boy."

"I know Mum, you’ve made your feelings about Taehyung very clear. Besides he isn’t going to settle down either,” you point out “Why is she getting married so fast anyway?”

“Says it’s a whirlwind romance, can’t possibly wait another month your aunt says,”

“So we should expect a baby shower invite in seven months time,” you roll your eyes.

“Quite possibly, but that’s beside the point. The point is you are alone!”

“Yes mum, thank you for the reminder. Look I’ve got to go, I’ll see you at the wedding,”

“See you soon love, and remember, no Taehyung,”

“Yes mum, bye mum,”

You hang up the phone before she can get another word in, tossing the device onto the sofa behind you.

You rip off the parcel tape that's keeping the latch shut and pop open the pod. 

Immediately the android's eyes flip open, bright blue circles whirring as he loads. They settle and the blinding light fades to a duller pulsing blue that still looks unnatural.

"Good day, my name is Jimin, I am your personal fantasy assistant. Please, how can I serve you today?" 

His voice is so smooth, if it weren't for the introduction you would never suspect his origin. 

He is flawless.

Now you can see his entire body you are even more sure that no one is going to believe he is with you willingly, he better be programmed as a damn good actor.

"Uh.... hi." You wave awkwardly at the man as he steps forward out of the box.

You shuffle back as he moves toward you. He reaches out a hand for you to take and waits patiently for your brain to catch up with his gesture. You shake his hand as quickly as you can, gasping at how real he feels to touch.

"Would you like an explanation of my abilities?" He asks, tilting his head as if taking you in.

"Yes please." You answer, glad to have time to think. 

"Alright," he takes your arm and leads you to your sofa. 

He plumps the pillow behind you and then perches on the edge of your coffee table so he can look at you properly while he talks.

"I am a J-1-min model android, once again you may call me Jimin. I was created by Build-a-bot LLC for the purpose of giving you pleasure. Pleasure looks different for all users. I am programmed to clean, cook, and be a general caretaker as well as to look after all sexual gratification needs you may have. I have an AI system built in and will learn as we get to know one another in order to serve you better. Is there anything specific you would like to know, or anything about me you would like to modify? You can change my name if you like?"  

"Do you like your name?” You ask

“If you like my name, then I like my name,”

“Okay, I like your name… Can you change your eyes? The blue is very... bright."

"If that would make you happy I can, what colour would you like?"

He cycles his eyes through a selection of different colours that span the entire rainbow. You consider for a moment what might look the best with the other features you had given him.

"Do you have a favourite?" He asks as they land back on the original blue.

"I think brown? Dark brown maybe? What do you think?" 

'I like whatever you like... Miss?"

"Sorry, Y/n, call me Y/N"

"Of course Y/N, my eyes will remain dark brown until you ask for me to change them. Now, what can I do for you today?"

You tasked him with cooking breakfast, there weren’t a lot of groceries in the house, but it gave you time to make a call to Taehyung, something you perhaps should’ve done before opening the box. You watch him long enough to make sure he won’t destroy your house and excuse yourself to the bedroom. 

Naturally, Taehyung doesn’t pick up, it’s far too early for him to be awake. It’s likely he only went to sleep as the sun was rising. So you send him a brief message hoping he will get back to you when he can. 

Jimin calls out from the kitchen to tell you that he has finished cooking and you trail back in to sit at the breakfast bar where a tall stack of pancakes waits for you. He watches you closely as you bring the fork to your lips.

"Is it satisfactory?" He asks as soon as you swallow. 

"It's delicious... Are you going to watch me the entire time?"

"Not if you don't want me to... what would you like me to do instead."

“I hadn’t really thought about it,” You shrug.

“Can I assume I am your first android?” He asks although it seems more like he is making an observation than actually asking.

“You are, yes. And honestly, I’m not sure I really meant to order you, I was drunk at the time,” You admit.

“Does my presence make you uncomfortable?”

He looks sad when he asks, disappointed. You find yourself with the urge to reach out and comfort him. Your hand goes up to his cheek of its own accord. You’re again shocked to find he is warm and soft, not sure what you had really been expecting, maybe something more metallic. He feels like any other person you have ever met. 

“You don’t make me uncomfortable, just… unsure,”

He nods curtly and turns to do the dishes he had left in the sink, gathering up your plate as soon as you are finished. He searches through your cupboards putting things away in their places and learning the layout. When he comes across your cleaning supplies, he gathers those on to the counter and takes stock of what you have. He then reaches into the far depths of the cupboard under your sink and produces a hot pink apron your mother had bought that you had long forgotten about.

He dons the garment, tying a pretty little bow in the back and pulls on some brand-new rubber gloves. You stifle a giggle as he turns back to address you, looking thoroughly ridiculous in his business casual outfit and frilly apron.

“It is suggested in my standard programming that I should clean when not given instruction, is that okay?” 

“Be my guest,” you gesture.

“Fantastic, I will clean out here and the bathroom first,”

He wastes no time dusting through your living room, you decide to leave him to it and hide in your bedroom. Your phone remains undisturbed on your bed, Taehyung still not having awoken.

You stand awkwardly in your room, unsure of what might be the best thing to do while you wait for him to finish. Ideally, you would’ve spent the entire morning lounging around telling yourself you really needed to get some work done, eventually pulling yourself to your desk by mid-afternoon. Now it felt like you should get some work done too, you didn’t want your android to think you were lazy after all. 

You slip your headphones on and open up your writing app and your emails. Dismayed, you find a new selection of rewrites from your editor awaiting you, it seems your latest article was far from satisfactory. 

It takes you an hour to get through each little red underline, changing words and rephrasing paragraphs. As soon as you’ve hit send on the email back to your employer, you dip your head down onto your desk shutting your eyes for a moment. Your headphones slide down and land on the table with a soft thump. You reach to put them back on but you can hear something melodic coming from the living room.

Pressing your ear to the door, you listen carefully. It’s Jimin, humming to himself. His voice is rather pretty and you find yourself leaning against the door trying to hear him better. Just as you become flush to the wood, the door swings open and you tumble to the floor.

“I’m sorry, i should’ve knocked,” Jimin says. 

The robot stoops down and gathers you in to his arms as if you weigh less than nothing. Instinctually you wrap your hands around his neck to keep yourself stable, although it doesn’t seem like you need to. He carries back into your room and deposits you gently onto the bed.

“Did you get hurt?” He asks, eyes scanning your body.

“No… just my pride,” You answer, sitting yourself up.

He looks confused by the statement but you just shake your head and smile lightly to reassure him. He nods and walks out of the room without another word.  You stay where he put you slightly bewildered by his abrupt exit, but he is back before you can think about it for too long.

“Here is some water, it should help,” he states.

Instead of passing you the glass, he holds it to your lips and supports your neck with his other hand encouraging you to let him help you drink. He doesn’t really give you the opportunity to refuse so you let him feed you half of the glass until he seems satisfied. 

Jimin finally places the glass on the bedside table and gently pushes you forward, slotting himself in behind you on the bed. He places his legs on either side of you and encourages you to lean back and use him as a pillow.

“Are you comfortable?” He asks.

“I was,” You gulp

You can feel every synthetic muscle in his torso pressed up against your back. With his height so similar to your own it feels like you slot in perfectly, you’d be lying if you told him you were uncomfortable physically, but emotionally? This brought up far more issues than it actually solved.

“I’m sorry, my programming suggested you might find this to be comforting. Would you prefer a pillow?”

“No, this is… this is okay,”

He hums as if he were pleased and his hands land on your shoulders, fingers pressing expertly into the soft tissue. A moan tumbles from your lips before you can catch it and he hums contentedly once more.

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#bts fic #bts smut #kpop fic #kpop smut #jimin fic #jimin smut #park jimin fic #park jimin smut #android bts #android jimin #jimin x reader #jimin x you

[xaeoism]

You buy a gift for Muichiro (An extremely early birthday post for Muichiro) 1/3

You stared at the calendar sitting in front of you and sighed as you crossed out yet another day. Muichiro's birthday was 3 weeks away and you have yet to buy a gift for him. No gift simply looked perfect enough as a reciprocation of your love and appreciation to have him in your life.

You decided to head out to the city near your estate to try your luck in finding the perfect gift for him again.

The city was bustling with activity even though it was getting late. The streets were filled with stalls selling everything you could possibly imagine. You looked around before picking a direction to start your search for a gift.

Should you get him some clothes as a gift? No way. Even if you do, you doubt that he would ever wear it.

'How about food? Everybody loves food for gifts', you smiled in thought before shaking your head. You have only ever seen him eat one thing only and that was his favourite food that his brother used to cook for him everyday when they were still living in the mountains, and anyways, buying food as a gift doesn't really convey the same kind of message that you were trying to tell him.

You continued to stroll past the stalls, uninterested at what they had to offer until you heard a melody. You turned around and started walking back, trying to follow the soft melody that was now stuck in your head. Sure enough, the melody came from a small box sitting on top a table. You picked the box up and examined it before coming to the conclusion that this was indeed, a music box.

"Would you like that music box dear?", the old lady tending the stall asked.

"Ah.. sorry, I was just looking around", you apologized as you put the box down.

"Don't worry, there are plenty other music boxes with unique melodies here. I'll show them to you.", she said before starting to wind all the music boxes she had so that you could hear the music.

As her fingers started to wind the fifth box, the music that was produced made your eyes widen due to the familiarity of the sound. How lucky could you be that this music box contained this sweet melody? You immediately paid her for the music box and thanked her for helping you find the perfect gift.

The next day, Muichiro woke up to find note and a small box that was wrapped with a blue ribbon sitting on his desk.

He picked up the note and recognised your handwriting instantaneously.

'Dearest Muichiro,

Happy early birthday! I know that there is still 3 weeks till your birthday but I got too excited and failed to stop myself from giving you the gift that I, found was absolutely perfect for your special day!

Anyways, I hope you enjoy the gift! I love you so much.'

He read the note, a small smile gracing his lips before setting it down and picking up the wrapped up box. He pulled on the ribbon and removed the lid off the box to reveal the music box you had bought.

The music box looked incredibly elegant. It had extremely detailed designs all around it. He looked at it in curiosity before deciding to wind and open the box.

The music that came out from it caused muichiro to freeze on the spot. This was the song that his mother used to sing to him and his brother whenever they had a hard time trying to fall asleep when they were little.

Before he knew it, tears were rolling down his face as he recalled the memories of his mother stroking his hair lovingly while singing the song to him as he laid on her lap, unable to fall asleep due to the thunderstorm that day. His heart throbbed when he thought about his mother.

His mother who had the kindest eyes and loveliest voice.

His mother that would always make time to play with him and his brother.

His mother that loved him so much.

He held the music box close to him, its melody enveloping him in a warm embrace. He decided that he will write back to you later, to thank you for this gift.

That night, he slept peacefully with a smile on his face, the tune from the music box playing softly in his room. He will definitely treasure this gift forever until the end of time.

Currently stressing out about an aptitude test & this was supposed to be posted a week before his birthday... but I failed to resist the temptation HAHAH

#muichiro x y/n #muichiro tokito #muichiro #mist hashira x reader #mist hashira #kny muichiro #kny #demon slayer muichiro #demon slayer x reader #demon slayer #muichiro x reader #muichiro x you #kimetsu muichiro #hashira x reader #hashira x y/n

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TV Series Discussion: Sex Education

Season 4 (2023)

Source: Google Images

Insecure Otis has all the answers when it comes to sex advice, thanks to his therapist mother. So rebel Maeve proposes a school sex-therapy clinic.

Source: Netflix (2019)

Absolutely Brilliant

I'll be honest here, I started watching this season with expectations of disappointment only because I knew the one couple I was rooting for was not endgame. That being said, I had no idea what I was going to get from Sex Education's final season.

In this last season, we got some really good stories which ultimately led to great character growth. Some were simply briefly touched on, like Jean's postnatal depression, Jackson finding out the truth behind his sperm donor, Ruby finally figuring out her true identity (kind of), and Viv's experience with an abusive man.

Whereas some took practically the entire show (not just this season) to get an ending. Like Aimee finally being able to recover from her assault, or Cal's struggle to become who they truly were. We also had Otis realising what issues he had and how deep they were rooted. This season also showed us Maeve and exactly how thick the wall she built around herself truly was.

Some of these stories, I particularly enjoyed watching the characters learn and grow from them. Some, really annoyed me. For example, I was never in love with the idea of Maeve and Otis being endgame. As time went on, I just preferred them as friends instead of a couple. As friends, they brought out the good in each other. As a couple, it always felt like Maeve's just holding onto Otis's leash. And I hated how Otis forsaked anybody and everybody once Maeve was around. If you'd watched this season, you could see how bad of a friend, a son and a campaign party he was once Maeve was back in his life. I still don't like the idea of them being a couple but seeing how deep-rooted their individual issues were, it made sense why I always thought them together romantically was problematic but I am not opposed to them coming back together in the far future. Probably why Sex Education's finale struck a chord in my heart, one I did not expect to be struck. Way to go, ambiguous endings.

Now, Adam has been one of my favourite people in this show since he showed his vulnerable side which automatically meant Michael's not exactly likeable. Michael was a toxic father and husband, nobody can object to that. And when Adam told Michael off and finally articulated his unhappiness with his father, I was so proud of my dear boy. However, it's the part where Michael said he doesn't hate Adam, he hates himself. That part made me so happy because not only was Michael fully acknowledging he was a bad parent and husband, he also finally gave Adam clarity. My boy has struggled too much and although I hate that he is no longer with Eric, I am absolutely elated Adam's in such a better place both physically and mentally.

Which brings me to my favourite character growth in this season. Eric freaking Effiong. I never thought this person needed more development, then this season came and I was utterly proven wrong. However, it's his story that warmed my heart. I don't think enough people talk about what Eric was going through in season 4. It's something everybody knows, regardless of which side we're on. Yet, we never talk about it or in some cases, act on it. The dilemma, the identity crisis, the forlornness that people like Eric suffer from... It opened my eyes bigger, I was aware before, I am just even more aware now.

Sex Education actually got better as the seasons went on. And season 4 was an excellent finale to it. I know it's not a show for everyone but I think it should be.

Before I say farewell to Sex Education once and for all, I went back to read my reviews for seasons 2 and 3. And wow, my thoughts each season really go back and forth. (Sarcastically) I love the fact that none of my wishes for season 4 happened, at all.

Rating: ★★★★☆

P.S.: I did not realise how much I liked the secondary school teachers until they had that small appearance.

More on Sex Education here: Season 2 | Season 3

#tv show review #sex education #sex education season 4 #otis milburn #maeve wiley #eric effiong #adam groff #michael groff #aimee gibbs #jean milburn #jackson marchetti #ruby matthews #viv odusanya #cal bowman #asa butterfield #emma mackey #ncuti gatwa #connor swindells #alistair petrie #aimee lou wood #gillian anderson #kedar williams-stirling #mimi keene #chinenye ezeudu #dua saleh

[impofthegasstation]

thoughts about Emmy? :3

emmy. ohemmy/ i have too many thoughts about her i love her so much. i want to grab her by the shoulders and shake her violently

i drew her on a bit of tissue and shoved it into my wallet today. as emotional support . that's somethinhg- she was also the character which got me to cry at the end of al.... ohhg emmy

did i talk about her and luke's friendship in my luke ask?? i dont remembe ri don't think i did but holy fuck ing fuck it's my absolute favourite friendship probably, i love sibling relationships and they're. theyre siblings it's canon i don't accept any other answers. i love the rivalry between them, it;s really fun but also emmy is just. so obviously caring at the same time.... she cares about everyone al lot she's so ful of love and affection it drives me crazy my friend my friend emmy emmy emmy altava ughfdgrehiikhqorbgof Emmy.

she's strong . i like strong women. i think the time she kicked a man in his balls is awesome also just. her immediately going for the black raven and layton going "emmy no!" is really funny. extra funny to me once you realise the black raven is just several children

the entire. betrayal thing is. it's so fucking. Emmy i want to shake uou violently oh gmy god She didn't even . I can't fucking word it ji jsut want to shake her Violently make her real level5 i need to shake her. seeing the fuckin. Conflict in her eyes :( oughhhhhgouhgghhg

what else am i able to word uh. she likes irn bru that's something. i like two headcanons for her, the obvious lesbian emmy hc and the maybe less obvious aroace emmy hc.. i like making every characert aroace it;s fun. aroace lesbian emmy woohooo! yay. emmy. i jsut need to shake her violently and also be her friend . emmy is mu friend......

this is nonsense probably sorry abuout that

#pl thoughts dump #hthat's the tag? i think #justkillingthyme #azran legacy spoilers #emmy is a character i can think about all the time #i last mintuute had to put a cut on this lol #answeringyourriddles

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Because Two People Got Drunk

Santa Baby

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A/N: You may thank @callsign-denmark for this piece, her and her dirty mind *she says lovingly* are the idea behind this 😘

Warnings: Santa, swearing, role playing, smut - oral and unprotected sex, cream pies (obvi😉) and a Santa kink. Also, not really edited so ignore the grammar

Word Count: 3800

As a kid you loved the holidays. Being half Jewish half-Christian, it was important for your parents to combine both Jewish and Christian traditions, your mom and dad’s lives into one. No tradition or belief overpowering the other. A perfect balance,

Then they passed away.  

The holidays would be hard on anybody under those circumstances but add in your grandparents didn’t value your moms’ Christian beliefs and effectively banned Christmas from your house, it always felt like something was missing. A part of you was missing. 

It wasn’t until you were in college and on your own did you have the opportunity to choose how to spend the holidays. You embraced everything you had been suppressing, you went Christmas. Big tree in the living room, lights in the window, Santa sculptures, snowmen and nutcracker in your bedroom and on every surface. You leaned into Christmas and in the process stepped out of Hanukah and your Jewish heritage. That again felt wrong.  

It took some time, but eventually you realized it felt wrong because it is wrong. Your parents blended the two, not just red and green but also blue. A Christmas tree in the corner but a menorah in the window. The stars of David were intermixed with the other décor, a few even hanging from the branches of the tree. Your parents found a way to embrace both of them and you should be doing the same. For years you found a way to blend the two and celebrate every part of you. 

Then came Fred. Christmas is his favourite holiday. Every year there was a tree he’d put up in the window, decorations on the counter and mantle, even an ugly sweater or two tucked in the closet.   

That first year when Oliver was barely a month old and all of your belongings were packed away in Toronto, you worried the apartment would feel like something was missing again. You had barely unpacked when you dragged Fred to a tree farm, you made cookies, you rummaged through his boxes and set the pillows by the door and reindeer on the side tables. You were the one leading the charge, and if you hadn’t told Fred you were part Jewish he likely would have had no idea. 

That’s why you were surprised to walk out of the bedroom one night and see a Menorah.  

You didn’t realize it then, but Fred’s love language is acts of kindness, and that small act should have been the first indicator to just how much he loved you.  

Four kids later and you have more than just a Menorah. Like your parents before, you and Fred found that perfect blend that works for your family. Some days are just about Christmas and others center around Hanukah. Today is Christmas. 

It's been two hours in line at the mall for a picture with Santa. Two hours in a slow-moving line with dozens screaming kids, some laughter and absolute chaos.

You’ve been tired, excessively tired for days now. A flu erupted in Oliver’s class, which he brought home and has slowly trickled through your family, one person at a time, most recently landing on you. That’s why with his one day off, Fred turned the baby monitors off early and wrangled the cranky boys and a barely recovered Elise from bed and let you sleep. When you woke up at almost nine there were countless dirty dishes in the sink, toys blanketing the floor and four wild children enthusiastically ambushing you the second you walked into the room.

Fred is always willing to do anything and everything for you, even if that means getting to the mall three hours later than intended solely to let you sleep. As much as you appreciate the sleep, the delay has led to a longer wait than either of you accounted for and children who are increasingly becoming more impatient.

Oliver has asked ‘how much longer’ seven times in the last twenty minutes. You were hot and clammy and took your coat off, then became cold and tired and tried to lean on Fred only for Elise to whine because you were too close to “her daddy,” – basically her newest thing to prevent Fred from showing attention to anyone but her. The twins both had meltdowns – separately of course – and after Noah’s most recent episode full of tears, screams and whining Fred and the three youngest left you in line to wander around the mall. Hopeful a change of scenery would help calm them down.

“Hey,” Fred pops up beside you, holding Elise and Noah on his hips, Lucas with his little hand tangled into a belt loop.

“Mommy,” Noah sniffles.

His usual smile and big cheeks replaced with a redness in the eyes and dried tears in the corner. Fred places a gentle kiss on his temple and passes him over to you, Noah’s head falling directly to your shoulder. 

“Hi baby,” you soothe, letting one hand rub over his back. “You want a snack?” Feeling a faint nod and an incoherent mumble you reach into the bag you packed with snacks and pull out a strawberry fruit squeeze and snap off the cap and hand one to every child.

Fred smirks slightly. He long ago knew you were prepared for just about everything, but it never ceases to amaze him how you know what to do and when to do it.

“How are you doing babe?” He gently sweeps some of your hair off to the side with a simple smile on his lips. 

“I’m okay,” you sigh as his thumb soothes over your jaw  It always surprises you how at ease Fred can make you feel. On days like today when nothing seems to be going right and you can’t find a second to yourself, the simplest action by Fred can instantly flip a switch within you. “Ready to be home, with some tea and a warm blanket.” 

“You love your blankets,” Fred smirks. The light catches his brown eye, and it swells as he leans in for a soft kiss but is interrupted by a whine coming from your impatient daughter. 

“It’s almost your turn Elise,” Fred turns to her, using a peppy voice. “Two more kid than you guys get to see Santa.” 

“Santa,” she perks slightly, and glances over to the man in red.

“Santa,” Noah points to him with his fist tightly clenching his fruit squeeze.

“Yeah,” you bounce him, eliciting a small grin. “You’re soon.” 

“Santa.” He repeats, the glimmer of hope returning to his eyes.

The next few minutes flew by. Once the kids found out they were next in line, their frustration over the situation was diminished and excitement returned. Smiles returned to their faces, every fifth word was Santa, and Lucas practically launched himself out of Fred’s arms to get there sooner.

“And have you been a good boy, Noah?” Santa asks.  

“Yes!” All four kids’ voices overlap.

Oliver stands off to the side, leaning tight to him while Elise and the twins are all crammed in on his lap, fighting for space. Your youngest still completely captivated by him, has two fingers entangled with his beard. A real beard not one of those fake ones held on by an elastic band.

“We’ve all been good!” Lucas tells him.

“Yes,” the man in red lets out a loud laugh. “I do believe so. Now what would you like for Christmas?” 

Standing off to the side, Fred wraps an arm around your shoulder and his lips linger near your ear. Finally getting the opportunity to show some affection to you as Elise is distracted.

“That smile makes it all worth it.” 

“Yeah,” you shudder at his touch. You feel a tingle deep down inside. The electricity erupting in your core is nothing new, but it being caused by something other than your husband is.

“Sure you’re okay?” Fred cranes his head to look at you, a quizzical arch on his eyebrows. 

“Yeah,” you involuntarily clench, a heavy lump caught in your throat. 

“Mommy!” Elise comes sprinting over to you. “Mommy I got a candy cane.” 

“A candy cane?”

Her coming to you is a rare occurrence when Fred is around, and you eagerly peel yourself from his embrace and welcome the enthusiastic ball of energy to your arms.

“Mhm, can I have it now?” 

“Of course.”

Putting Elise on your hip, you tug on the plastic wrapper and open the treat for her. As the three boys take off like a rocket towards you. The twins have a light in their eye and their lower lip pulled between their teeth, the indication two tiny tornados are about to hurl themselves in your direction. Fred bends down and within a second two tiny bodies are throwing their arms around his neck and bodies against his chest.

“Daddy!”

“Daddy!”

Like always, their two voices overlap.

“Yes,” he chuckles and stands up, adjusting them to be properly on his hip.

“We saw Santa!” Noah exclaims.

“Yeah? What did you tell him you want?”

“I want a dinosaur.”

“I want a dinosaur too!” Lucas adds in.

Fred turns to you with a large smile on his face. The answer was known before he even asked.

Your spare hand links into Olivers and the six of you make your way through the mall towards the food court. The kids are in a good mood, there is no way you’re risking that by waiting for lunch.

Fred can tell there is something on your mind. As you split the fries between your children and pull the pickle off Noah’s cheeseburger and put it on Lucas’s you might as well have screamed it aloud. Lucas hates pickles and Noah loves them. And when Oliver tells you about his class holiday party and the treat he signed up to bring, you barely even acknowledge him.

**

“You sure you’re okay?” 

Back in your car with all the kids busying themselves, overlapping chatter about Santa, Christmas, Fred’s hockey game tomorrow you promised to take them to, you and Fred finally have a moment to talk. That is until one of them looks at another the wrong way and a full-out war erupts in the backseat.

“I know the holidays can be tough on you,” his hand slips perfectly into yours and he reassuringly squeezes. “All the people you wish could be here.” 

“Wasn’t even thinking of them,” you quietly admit. 

“Oh, well I feel like a jackass now,” he laughs to himself. “I just assumed; you’ve been in your head a bit today.” 

“Hmm,” you shrug, eyes trained ahead. 

“Min skat,” Fred squeezes your hand firmer, drawing your attention. “Talk to me.” 

There is a moment when your eyes flick across his face, contemplation and weighing of the consequences burning bright inside. Fred has long been the person you turn to, the person that makes everything better, it shouldn’t be this hard. 

“Please elskede. Tell me what’s on your mind.” 

The desperation in his words breaks your walls. He is genuinely worried over something that needn’t bring it, but the words are not easy. 

“It’s nothing bad or worrisome, I promise,” a slight smirk hits your lips.  Leaning over you press the volume button up a few times until much of the backseat chatter is drowned by Christmas music.

“Then why can’t you tell me?” His eyes dart over the console to you as the vehicle stops at a red light. 

“It was just…have you ever…I was thinking…”

“Elskede, you can tell me anything.” 

Fred quiets your ramble only to draw an outburst. “Would you ever dress like Santa?” 

The peculiar look only contorts further as he tries to understand your question. “Like on Christmas Eve or something for the kids?”

“No, I mean I guess you could then too,” you trail off and eyes drop to the floor as the rising heat under your skin becomes too much. 

“I don’t understand,” he gently massages the pad of his thumb into back of your hand. “If I’m not wearing it for the kids, who am I…” Fred is the one to trail off when you cutely smirk, letting him connect the dots on his own. “Oh.” 

Not the response you were hoping for. 

You and Fred have a fairly active sex life and are constantly communicating, what works and what doesn’t, it’s part of what makes it so great. There isn’t a lot you haven’t tried, mostly positions that look like are designed for yoga instructors, threesomes, that was something you long ago agreed was off the table and role-playing. Which is shocking because you have no problem dressing in sexy lingerie and he has no issue with the dirty talk. But if role-playing is a no for Fred, you would accept his boundary and not push it.  

“Your dad didn’t dress like Santa?”  

“My dad’s Jewish,” you chuckle. “He celebrated Christmas with my mom and I but dressing as Santa was a little too much for him.”  

“Right,” Fred nods, still processing your admission.  

“You don’t have to do it,” you laugh again.  

“Santa though? He’s old and fat.”  

“He is kind and selfless, giving toys to all the boys and girls,” you counter. 

“He has an army of slaves, probably whips them up at the north pole to get the toys done in time.” 

“If you want I’ll dress like an elf and you can whip me,” you wink.  

“I-“ Fred goes to speak but stops and his golden-brown eyes begin to flicker, almost as if he is considering the offer. It doesn’t shock you, you being bratty always turned him on. “Santa though?” he repeats. “He’s old and has grey hair.”  

“Maybe I want a glimpse of what you’ll look like as old and grey,” you lean over and place a kiss to his cheek. “Prepare myself for the future.”  

** 

In the days that passed, neither of you brought it up. Most days you’re trying to wrangle your children that never seemed to have an off switch, trying to give Elise a bath while the twins wrestle in the living room and Oliver complains because his brothers are encroaching his space.

Fred was in and out of the house with road games and team events, but he did what he could to help. Whether ordering you dinner or sending flowers when he couldn’t be there, soft kisses in your hairline and lingering touches to the small of your back. He always was your rock even when you didn’t know you needed him to be.

You assumed Fred was either considering the idea or wasn’t on board, either way you weren’t going to bring it up and pressure him further. He’d talk when ready. That’s why late one night when the kids are finally asleep and the living room was an absolute disaster you were a bit surprised to find Fred in a bright red suit, bells and all.

“Santa,” you muse, rounding the corner. “Christmas isn’t for five days.” 

“I had to make an early visit,” Fred strokes his beard, struggling to keep a firm face. 

The red velvet pops against his fair skin, and while clothes are normally tight on him, muscles and curves being carved out like stone, in many places he is smaller than the man who typically wears it – the stomach especially being loose. And while you are impartial to the tight attire, something about the bright red colour and floppy hat does something to you. 

“Oh,” you play coy. Slowly meandering your way around the island, the palm of your hand drags across the counter. “And why’s that?” 

“Why you’re on the naughty list,” he replicates a deep voice, similar to that of a Christmas Santa. 

“Can’t have that,” you stop a few inches from him and peer up at him through beady lashes, a dampness pooling in your core. 

“Well not if you want presents.”  He tries to keep his composure but you can hear the shake that follows a deep breath.

“I think you have a very special present for me.” You grin when his cheeks flare up brighter than his suit. “A very large present.” 

“Only good girls get presents,” Fred bites at his lower lip. 

“So, tell me Santa, what can I do to get off the naughty list?” You bat your eyelashes sweetly, massaging his growing cock over the red velvet pants.  

Fred’s lips are hot on your neck, the white Santa beard dropping between the cut of your shirt – tickling both of your breasts. His body cages you, slowly walking you backward until the stone of the counter juts into your back. Even as you loudly gasp your hand doesn’t waver, stroking and massaging him further until you feel his fully hardened member pressing back at you. 

“Turn around,” Fred growls. 

Doing as your told you spin around and within a second you feel the white fluff at the end of his sleeves roughly rubbing along your hips as he presses your leggings down until they bunch below your knees. White knuckling the counter to prepare yourself for his entrance, you are surprised when his damp lips kiss your heat. As shock quickly erupts into pleasure, you squeal as he forcefully grips your thighs and spreads you apart, your glistening pussy on display for him. 

After a few kitten licks, just enough to let you know what’s coming, his nails anchor into your warm skin. He pins your writhing body in place and slips his tongue in deep, letting his nose nudge between your cheeks. He always felt good, knowing exactly what to do and when to do it, but this angle coupled the pressure is all very new, but quickly has you rendered incapacitated. 

If it wasn’t for Fred’s hands holding you up you’d surely fall over. His virtuoso tongue has you bent roughly over the counter, moaning louder and louder as his nose furthers itself in, nudging the rim of your hole. Every part of you is hot, brimming with need. 

It doesn’t take long. His lips sucking at your pussy lips, stroking you closer and closer until it’s inevitable. Your husbands tongue moves perfectly against your engorged pussy, throwing you over a cliff and into heaven.

There is a low groan from below as your warm release coats his tongue, fingers anchoring in, inevitably leaving marks. Your body spasms and clenches above him, his face wearing you like a hat. 

Before you have taken a breath, Fred is on his feet, whipping you around. The white that would normally coat his auburn beard is lost in the stringy Santa beard dangling from his chin, but the dark, blackened ring around his eyes is undeniable. 

“Mrs. Claus is one very lucky lady,” you breathe out as he adjusts the beard to the correct position. 

“Mrs. Claus is on the nice list.” 

He begins tugging at the jacket buttons, slowly revealing his hard bare chest underneath. When the final button is released he begins to shake the oversized jacket off when you quickly grab the white faux fur that lines it. 

“Jacket stays on,” you tell him. 

“Don’t think naughty girls are in a place for demands,” he states bluntly but leaves the jacket on. 

His tone shuts you up, but not for long, two of his fingers dip down and enter you. His other hand grabs at yours and directs them to his leather belt, and you fumble to release it. But the second you do and the fabric drops below his swollen cock you are on the counter. 

You hold your breath as he enters you. Even though he has never been able to keep his dick out of you, you never grew accustomed to the stretch that came with him. Most nights Fred gives you a second to adjust, tonight is not one of those nights. 

The second he is buried to the hilt your legs wrap around his hips, the soft velvet a welcome contrast to rough calloused hands pulling you back onto his girth. Fred is hungry, hitting the spot that drives you wild, and hitting it hard. 

“Such a naughty girl,” his previously cheerful Santa voice replaced with heavy gravel. 

Under the loose fabric of your tee, your breasts bounce with every thrust. Your hand reaches out and grabs at the white wig, dragging him closer until there is nothing left between your bodies. You separate for a second and release a breathy gasp when one of his hands snakes between you, finding your clit and pressing rhythmic circle.

As amazing as that is you need him, his lips. You quickly tug against his wig and he takes the hint, bringing you in for a searing kiss, kissing so hard you can’t breathe. 

With his cock sliding in and out, you writhe against him, gasping and moaning with every thrust. You can feel your impending orgasm creeping up on you, the knot in your stomach tightening with every stroke of your g-spot. 

“Santa,” you mewl desperately. 

“Hmm,” he doesn’t let up.

“Santa…I’m…I’m…” words are dying on your lips and stars are flooding your vision until it’s mostly black. 

“You gonna cum?” He patronizingly grunts, shunting you further onto the counter with a powerful thrust. “You gonna be a good girl and cum for me?” 

“Yeee…eess,” you squeal, the sensation only growing. 

It only takes a few more thrusts of his perfectly placed cock against your g-spot for you to come undone. Something splinters. The pent-up coil in your stomach springs apart along with your grip on reality. Hot release drips around his cock that continues to drive inside you. 

“Gonna be a good girl and milk my cock?” He hums when you manage a faint nod. “Such a good girl,” Fred’s harmonious tongue is hot on your neck, millimeters from your earlobe. He is becoming sporadic, stuttering and grunting while he struggles to keep it together. “Good girls take it all, every fucking drop.” 

“I want your cum Santa.” He breaks character for a second and you feel his lips curl upward against you. 

With a deep howl, he quickly responds and spills hot and wet inside your cunt. Following a few shallow thrusts Fred stops and pulls away. The hat on his head is barely there, a few more thrusts and it would have fallen off. The beard is no longer in place, dangling loosely around his neck and a mixture of sticky white contrasting the red pants. 

“So,” you lean back on your palms, bliss painted on your face. “Am I on the nice list yet?” 

Fred chuckles, a large smile pressed on his face. “It was certainly a start, but you still have some work to do.” 

“Well,” you reach up and tug on his hat, putting it back in place. “Why don’t you come upstairs, and we’ll see if I can change that.” 

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[dustymagpie]

I wanna know about Sera and Mu's at home food situation. Who cooks? Do they cook at all? How good? What's their favorite food to eat? Gummyworms don't count for this.

~imaginarycyberpunk2023

They are both alright cooks. They can cook a nice meal but don't be expecting a 3 course banquet from them.

Because Mu keeps more odd hours than Sera, she does a lot of the day-to-day cooking, including making him a packed lunch. There are often sandwiches in that fanny pack of his. She has made him sandwiches in the shape of a heart before and in the shape of rhe letters F and U (but that wasted too much bread). But Mu does cook when he gets the chance, and when he does, he tries to make it special.

One of Sera's favourite foods is a horribly greasy burger. She has an iron stomach so she can eat and drink most things. Mu thinks they are absolutely disgusting (he'll still steal her fries though). He perfer a nice simple salad, but one made with real, top quality ingredients. No fake greens here, the expensive, top shelf stuff.

#cyberpunk 2077 #seraphim reed #muamar reyes #el capitán #otp gummy worms #asks

[lasenbyphoenix]

10 Characters I Fell In Love With In 2022

I did this last year and really liked looking back on everything, so I'm bringing it back. In no particular order...

1. Hei Fengxi/Feng Lanxi - Who Rules The World.

He's sweet, he's intelligent, he's graceful, he's cunning, he's loyal, he's got childhood trauma that makes him lead a double life... He's the whole package! (He's also Yang Yang which is a delightful bonus). I love that through the course of the story he gets to shift his place within his family to align with his actual skills, even if the reveal is a hard one, and reevaluates his ambitions and desires along the way.

2. Liu Yihuan - Love and Redemption.

I started LaR with a built in soft spot for Hao Chen because Liu Xueyi, but after hearing the backstory drop of Sifeng's cellmate in episode 7 I was intrigued, and every other appearance of Liu Yihuan since has replaced him as my favourite. He goes back and forth between supportive da-ge to jaded dad, and whenever someone shows up at his door for help he is Just So DONE with it all but helps anyway. If you're anything like me and love to tell your show's characters they're being idiots when they go off on their noble self-sacrificing tangents, you'll also love Liu Yihuan because he calls them idiots to their face. Because he cares.

3. Teng She - Love and Redemption.

He must have been such a fun character to play for Bai Shu, because he is one hell of a fun character to watch. You never once forget that he's a snake enjoying the perks of a human form and is out to have the best time he can. I spent a good couple of months absolutely hating Chu Xuanji and Sifeng for their initial treatment of Teng She (RIP @gaiahenshin who got to hear all about it in real time) which goes to prove how great he is as a character if he can threaten your good opinion of the main duo!

4. Meng Zhi - Nirvana in Fire.

Holy shit, I could fill this entire list with characters from NiF. So in an effort to save some room for other characters, I've reluctantly chosen just one (how do you choose?? *sobs*) - Meng Zhi, an absolute puppy-dog of a man with no poker face to speak of and a heart of gold. He shows that not every character has to be a genius to be valuable to the story, and his interactions with Feiliu are the absolute best.

5. Lee Bag Won - My Country: The New Age

I love how he's introduced with sympathy as the hardworking son who is unappreciated by his father, and then chooses to make that his villain story. By the time he turns his hand to betraying his family to get what he believes he's owed, the audience has already been moved to his plight, so he doesn't come across as a flat baddie, but instead a complex character. And he does it all so, so well.

6. Xiao Jingyan - Nirvana in Fire

Ok I lied. I couldn't stop at just one character from Nirvana in Fire, and Xiao Jingyan has too much of my heart not to gush about. In contrast to Lee Bag Won, in Xiao Jingyan we get to see the unappreciated son be rewarded, although it takes a lot of help to get there. But it's his strength of morals even when things look like they'll never change for him that is what sets him apart. Even appearing cold on the surface, his relationships with his men, his mother, Mei Changsu and Mu Nihuang that prove that he's only cold because he's been hurt, and who can resist a man like that? Also, Wang Kai is gorgeous.

7. Kang Yohan - The Devil Judge.

When you present me with a character that looks fantastic in a suit with a voice to match, is scarily competent at his job, talks affectionately to his robot butler and is awkwardly afraid of his teenage neice, I'm going to adore him. His pathos is so well balanced by his weaknesses in a great example of Korean drama writing, and makes his journey such an emotional rollercoaster to follow.

8. Gu Ying - Tientsin Mystic.

Even in a show with Zhang Mingen in it, what I loved the most about Tientsin Mystic was the depth and strengths given to it's female leads. They may have needed rescued once or twice, but also were the rescuers just as often. Embodying part of the 'mystic' side of the story, Gu Ying was written as exuberant and whimsical, but thankfully not goofy or simple because of it. Her fight skills and her knowledge were just as valuable as everyone else's, and - spoiler for the end of season 1 - it was refreshing to see her turn out to be the 'fated child' rather than Guo Deyou. And she had some absolutely fantastic outfits.

9. Yu Xiao Gang "Grandmaster" - Douluo Continent.

Although Douluo Continent was less memorable than other shows I watched in 2022, it's characters were lovely to follow. Much like Liu Yihuan, Yu Xiao Gang is another grumpy recluse who is over the whole young person's drama happening around him, but drawn into the middle of it anyway due to caring too much about the protagonist to let them wander off without any guidance. I very much appreciate dramas that have this category of character as I'm at an age where I can no longer identify with the coming-of-age type of main character, but still like them enough to want to shake some sense into them, and these sarcastic mentors get to do it for me.

10. Su Mengzhen - Heroes.

I haven't finished Heroes yet due to not having the bandwidth for it's levels of tragedy, but the gravitas of Su Mengzhen (and the beauty of Baron Chen's swagger and real hair) deserve to make the list, especially because starting the show this year means he wont be eligible for next year's list. He makes a big impression showcasing his skill, his drive and his illness right off the bat to make your heart start to break for him from the very beginning. I'm very much looking forward to being ruined by the rest of this show in 2023.

Tagging @gaiahenshin @psychic-waffles @xcziel @dongfangqingcang @eirenical @faradheia @nope4ever and anyone else who is interested, but no pressure!

[liz-allyn]

Hi so I read pt 18 very quickly and I want to take some time to sit with it I feel like I haven't quite absorbed it into mu blood stream yet because that's what this chapter deserves to be its so much for me to Handel right now though because I have to prep for new semester and final results are out in like two days so I'm sorry if I'm not articulate as before when it come to this chapter

As always the opening I'm coming to believe personally are your strongest suits as a writer you know exactly how to open up a story set the scene and put us in place as reader to let us know what is happening it's literally perfect not too much information blasted on my face as soon as I jump in and not to little I felt jittery excited and uncomfortable as soon as I read the opening lines I anticipated the episode coming but the anxiety was there I was scared the mood was set the tone was firm opening with expsotion about the mental illness breaking it down and sprinkling it in through out the introduction was awesome it's my favourite opening since pt 9

Honey is at her absolute rock bottom in this there no lower she can go in terms of breaking down than this and the best part about hitting rock bottom is that the only way you can from here is up she has my entire heart I will give my soul to protect this woman and good news is so will Peter I love the idea that you're breaking down your characters in the I'm lighting them up on fire and there is only gonna be ashes left kinda way because they hold such power over each other and I think they both particularly Peter acknowledges that they have the power to break each other and build each other they have as of this chapter seen each other at their absolute worse and if they can get through this they're gonna be unstoppable I don't remember where I might have to re read a part where Pete mentions that his worse is all he had to offer now he's seen what honey had to offer too I think he still loved her and she does too she has to acknowledge it though

Gwens reveal was surprising In a I can see where and why she would have done that way it's heart breaking that both women Peter chose to love have to go through this I'm glad that the secrets and dirty laundry is all out and nothing is hidden the only theme I clinging to solely in this chapter is the one Eddie so beautifully put that bad people don't try to do the right thing that scene is soft and tender and slow amongst the chaos of the ploy picking up it gives us such a nice breather it made me tear up when he said that to her #eddiehoneyfrienshipsupremacy

Felicia oh my god she's a force of nature as always her clearing it up to honey that they were not against her is so crucial because when honey is gonna replay all these incidents all over like me i think she might understand and appreciate this as you're my friend I love you I'm sorry we didn't know I understand but fuck you for trying to hurt yourself because watching you like that hurts Me and never ever will I allow you to do that to yourself so much said in so little I weep and sob

This packed an emotional punch which like I said I was not comptely ready for I might not re read this chapter as compared to the others that much because ot makes me so sad ATM to read this but I might come back to it for intorpection when the story is over because it's so important to the rest of the story I read in some ones review of this Chapter that Peter relaseing venom to protect her is so poetic because him relaseing this monster Is symbolic of there is nothing in him to keep at bay if she dies and that is such an astute observation so funking brilliant kiss that person for me because it really hammers home how much weight she carries in Peter's life for him and how important she is for him

I have a few ideas where Pete might be I'm excited to see where this goes can't wait to see if I'm right

That's all for now all my live drink water

🌌

These are such great things to read (except the part about you struggling rn) so thank you for sharing! I agree with you, I feel like we're at a point where they are so near the bottom it's hard to see how they'll get out of it, but trust me! After the pain there will be some sunshine. By the way, I think it was @blooming-violets that mentioned how Peter became a monster to save the woman he loved, so kiss her, she loves kisses! (but not cooties).

Speaking of kisses please take care of yourself! As far as the finals being out soon—there's nothing to worry about (or at least nothing else that you can do anything about?). When I used to prep for new semesters, it felt good. A chance to start over, in my experience.

OMG I need so much water 😭 so thank you for the reminder 💜 Please join me in drinking some to our healths.

#🌌.txt #💬 sugar and vice #also everyone take care of your mental health when reading fic

[nickeverdeen]

Hiii

So I'd like ro request a MCU match up hehe

I'm a girl, She/Her pronouns and Bi. But I'd like a male match up for the MCU. I'm middle eastern and have short curly black hair and I'm also kinda tall and wear glasses. I'm an INTP and have been told by my friends that I'm kinda knowledgeable and I know a lot of random stuff from any field. I like reading about things or researching about things and writing stuff down about them just for myself and to get mu thoughts in writing. I'm kinda nerdy and really interested in History of the world and Mythology and watch a lot of historical shows/musicals and just in general like learning things.

I also like Math and logic driven subjects a lot. And also learning languages.

As for my personality, I'm quite witty and I'd like to think that I have a good sense of humor. I'm introverted and don't really like going outside but I'm not antisocial either. I really like having conversations about different scientific or historical topics. Or even just stuff that aren't even that deep like tv shows or movies. I enjoy dissecting them and talking to friends about them. I don't get angry easily but when I do I kinda just lose control. I like helping people and I'm a quite caring with the people I'm close too. I'm not usually talkative with people but if I'm truly feeling good about talking to someone I can't control myself and will ramble on for hours and from one subject to another.

I'm an extremely stressed person and have always had problems with anxiety so I need someone who is ok in dealing with that too

My love language is acts of service and I really like to help my partner do something or do something for them that'll make them feel better.

My type is someone who also has a decent sense of humor and can get my jokes without me trying really hard and someone who won't get tired of me talking about random shit all the time and us also interested himself.

And that's it I guess?

To be perfectly honest, I love your personality!!!! And I guess I got you a great match…

Peter Parker 3

Okay Peter is 5’10 so there’s way you might be taller than him

If you’re shorter he’d definetly come to you from behind and sometimes rest his head on yours or on your shoulder

If you’re taller than him he’d definetly joke about the fact that he has to stand on tiptoes to kiss you, but if that would make you unvomfortable he’d immediately stop

Even though Peter doesn’t know a thing about mythology he would definetly love to hear you talking about it

Peter would 100% ask you to teach him some languages

He absolutely respects the fact thst you don’t like to go outside much, so he’d sneak inside your room

Or he could just knock on your door like a normal person

Alright let’s be honest with each other, Peter would love to play with your hair while talking about diffrent scientific

Peter loves to listen to you ramble about random stuff and would sometimes ask you questions about it

Peter would do literally anything that would make you feel less stressed or/and make your anxiety go away

Just ask him and he’ll do it

He really appreciates the fact that you help him and to be perfectly honest, he wouldn’t be able to do a lot of things without your help

Peter would very often buy you things that you like and if you’d want to he’d cuddle with you

He finds your jokes hilarious and would tell you some of his, but he knows they could never best yours

He’s very protective towards you and will do everything he can to keep you safe

He definetly won’t let anything happen to you

Having a bad day? Peter would cuddle with you, put your favourite movie/musical/serie on or just listen with you to your favourite music whistl listening to what you’re telling him or if you wouldn’t want to talk he’d just do everything above and reassuringly rub your back

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I hope this was okay and don’t worry to request more, I really like writing! 🫶

#marvel #request #peter parker x reader #the amazing spider man #peter parker #peter parker headcanon #peter parker x you #peter 3

[sevenxvirtuesx]

Yuki Proudly Presents:

Headcanons No One Asked For But Needed To Be Said

what are they like on social media?

yuki can often be seen flicking through devilgram. she’ll flick through it when she’s bored, mostly looking for funny or cute things. she often gets tagged in things by the other council members. sometimes it’s things like jump scares and she makes sure to get payback for that. but she loves when they send her things that they think she’ll like, or tag her to make sure she sees an “important” picture ie someone making a fool of themselves.

she doesn’t often post content herself. yuki occasionally posts pictures of very normal devildom things that she has no idea about, usually captioned with a popular human saying so mostly the comments are trying to work out what she means. she tends to get the best candid photos of the brothers which she posts now and then as well.

some good photos of the brothers made her pretty popular for a little while, and whilst not unliked in the human realm she was never The Popular Person so you can bet she was really pleased with herself. she still didn’t change how she posted though so her followers peak and fall with the photos she posts.

besides devilgram, she interacts a lot with others through the chat feature on d.d.d. sometimes even when they are in the same room. she tends to overuse stickers because they get the point across the same as writing so why type that much?

what type of movies do they pick on movie night?

yuki will watch anything and usually let’s the demons argue over what to watch. sometimes that’s more fun than the actual movie, and she could easily just watch them and eat popcorn.

she puts her foot down on romance films - she likes them but would rather watch them alone or not in a big crowd. she gets MAJOR secondhand embarrassment and would rather not have that on movie night.

if she absolutely has to pick she tends to go towards a thriller or a comedy. she likes trying to solve thrillers or work out the twist, and likes being pleasantly or unpleasantly surprised. comedies just tend to be safe bets and if it’s really bad she likes making fun of it alongside the brothers. nothing brings people together like making fun of something

what’s their preferred weather?

yuki likes it hot! she prefers having the sun out. even if she doesn’t go outside that day, just having the sun out makers makes her feel that bit happier. she likes outdoor activities, whether active (like a jog, or theme park) to a bit more relaxing (like a picnic or trip around the zoo). she likes the options that open up in the sun. she tends to think more positively and have more energy when she has a bit of heat and sun on her skin.

rain makes her feel tired and a little grumpy. much like a cat really. though she prefers warmth and sun, yuki will admit that she likes rain on occasion. it gives an excuse to stay inside, drink something hot, and relax.

due to always feeling cold at the best of time, snow is perhaps her least favourite weather. she loves how it looks, but she can’t really withstand the cold. she’ll bundle up so much she’ll look like the stay puft marshmallow man. a good snowball fight will get her in good spirits, but she’ll be shivering the rest of the day. so in order to keep your yuki happy, be prepared to make some hot chocolate or cuddle close.

what’s their sleeping schedule like? what are some of their sleeping habits?

yuki tends to have a fairly normal sleeping schedule, mostly due to the routine of attending classes. she doesn’t need a lot of sleep however and so once or twice a week she’ll still be up late chatting on her d.d.d or watching a film. more than a couple of days a week where she stays up past midnight or one and she’s gonna be a lot more sluggish.

she has pulled all-nighters before, and with some coffee or something to focus on she can last a surprisingly long time.

yuki can also give belphie a run for his money when it comes to falling asleep in weird places. she’d lose, but she can pretty much fall asleep anywhere. when she gets to past a certain point, she’ll just drop off to sleep. maybe there’s been a time or two she’s fallen asleep leaning on one of the brothers. maybe.

yuki is a pretty light sleeper and can be woken by most noises unless she’s reached a stage of deep sleep.

she’s got a great talent of being able to wake up five minutes before her alarm. not that she ever actually gets up before her alarm.

whilst she likes to be doing things, whether active or just lounging reading a book, yuki is a fan of having a day in bed or at least a day in pyjamas now and then.

who do they turn to for comfort?

yuki doesn’t usually like to bother other people when upset or in need. sometimes it’s because she knows she can be irritable when upset, and sometimes she’s just annoyed she hasn’t solved her own problem. usually she just doesn’t want to be a burden.

but she is getting better with the other student council members, and is starting to become closer with them.

yuki will go to whichever brother she thinks might have the best solution to her problem. she relies quite heavily on mammon, knowing he nearly always makes time for her. whilst his presence gives her a lot of comfort and despite whatever the problem is he can usually cheer her up, she does often have a little voice in the back of her head that her constant running to him is annoying or a nuisance. still, she often can’t resist seeking him out for comfort or assistance.

sometimes it isn’t help she requires, yuki just wants to be with someone. silently reading near satan, studying by lucifer, gaming with levi, eating with beel, pampering with asmo, or sleeping by belphie is just a great way to reset her system.

much like a cat, when upset she sometimes has a habit of just coming over or sitting or standing next to one of the brothers in silence, very obviously upset or looking for advice. just waiting to be called on.

#a few different thoughts about yuki! #enjoy! #all about yuki;; #when no longer mobile I will add a read more

[dusterson]

🎮🐶💻🎧💯

🎮 — favorite video game(s)?

I fucking LOVE the Jak and Daxter games. Exept that one which shall not be named because it is not Jak and Daxter. I first played the third, then the second, then Jak X, and THEN the first one rofl

I also absolutely adore WildStar (press F to pay respects), it had such a stunning combination of whimsy, fantasy, and grime, with a sprinkle of vibrant horror. And I have yet to find a game with as fun of a player housing system or building things in general, people m ade some of the most phenomenal shit like, entire cities. It was my favourite part of the game-- kinda what I spent most of my time there on wHOOPS.

I'm also a big fan of World of Warcraft but I've not played it in over a year now. Been missing it something awful lately and it's caused some internal arguments.

🐶 — any pets?

At my apartment my roommates have two cats, Phil and Steve; phil is a sweet lil brown tabby who's on the skittish side, and steve is a most clever and handsome orange + white tabby.

My cats Nicodemus and Delilah (Nicky being a Very large and lovey dovey black cat and Delilah a very conniving but precious little black n white kitty), and my dog Elorah who is a husky-catahoula mix, all live with my mother and stepdad, and they also have an albino corn snake that everyone but me calls Salazar. I call it Cupcake. Have since day one. Nobody was on board.

I'm planning in the near future for a creepy crawly pet. The original plan was for a rose haired tarantula but the terrarium I managed to get isn't ideal for a ground spider. So I'm going to be on the look out soon for some other litol creachers. Once I do have a spider though, I'm naming it Puppy.

💻 — how many friends have you made in the rpc? feel free to tag a few of them!

Oh man I am bad at math..... A lot! I've made all kinds of acquaintances, and a few folks I'm getting familiar with enough to chat with much easy-like. :D to name some:

@beenwaitingtoolong is my homie G, we yowl at each other all the time and she sends me some dope memes n viddyas n music 👌

@kamchatkatraitor and I have schemed and plotted some together, and I appreciate her resolve to reach out to others.

AND YOU @smalltownbcy, you and I too are schemesters and memesters, I am Loving Mike and Dustin's tomfoolery and misery alike. You've nspired me to get back into doodling like I used to, and if you'd permit i would like to draw the boys and their nonsense.

🎧 — do you write while listening to music/podcasts/videos/etc, or do you need total silence?

Ooooooo I need my AMBIENCE. If I'm rping or otherwise writing stories, planning games/worldbuilding, drawing... I'm probably listening to whatever song particular I feel at the time has the right vibes. Possibly on repeat, or a few I cycle through over and over. Dustin's playlist is on any time I'm writing him. I usually also need just, in general, some kind of background noise of both audio and visual, so the TV is on often too. Silence is how we find the heavy metal mariachi bands.

💯 — share three random facts about yourself that your mutuals may not know about you.

01 : I worked as an actor in haunted houses starting from age 16 til roughly age 21, and did amateur theatre prior, during, and afterwards. I'd love to get back into theater, but I reeaaally want to voice act. If I don't get to either voice act, OR play Judge Frollo in a stage adaptation of the Hunchback of Notre Dame, I WILL finish the job on that fuckin church 🔥🪓👀

02 : I am an amateur scientist. My favourite fields to study are entomology, genetics, microbiology/pathology, and psychology. I want to know everything. Some things I study because they're special interests, some I study to better understand my own self and conditions, and be able to help others with similar struggles as me. All I want in life is to learn, help others, and make good food at a warm hearth, with all the comforts of home. And a lotta moths.

03 : My synesthesia causes vivid imagery and motion from music very frequently, it's a HUGE boost in my motivation and muse. I'd like to some day do animated depictions of what I see when listening to certain songs. This is also why I do better creatively while listening to music. It also makes me hate a lot of other noises. 🙃 and the number 5 needs to stop laughing already.

#out of combat : ooc #camp know where : on hiatus #munday times #Thank ye for these!!

[koemiii]

Uhm... Hello! Is it alright if I ask for a matchmaking..? I hope you don't mind..!

I'm a Demisexual Biromantic using she/they pronouns. I don't mind being matched with a female, but I lean more on male!

As for my personality, I'm someone who is absolutely in love with art. Whether theaters or a simple drawing, I'm always in awe. Due to this, I've explored, done, and still do a lot of artistic activities. Creative and imaginative, I always have my head up in the clouds. I'm also quite forgetful... Other than that, I guess you could say I cherish the people I hold dear. Once I feel like a certain person and I would have a strong bond of friendship, I'd stick with them. This certain trait of mine also resulted in often being seen as a distant girl from within the crowd. Once my intuition tells me that there's no one I can build a strong friendship with within a certain group, I remain distant and interact only if needed. Though I only have very few friends because of this, I love them dearly (in a platonic sense, of course!) I'm someone who'd do anything to help my friends especially if they're stressed about something. On the other side, I like to tease my friends to the point where they might've wanted to throw me into space—

I am... Very, very passionate, especially with certain hobbies. I like to write, read, draw, act, sing, and do anything that helps my creativity improves. I am most passionate about writing and acting.

My insecurities stem from my passion. As an artist, I often compare myself to other artists and beat myself up when a certain work of mine doesn't meet the standards I've set. This especially applies to any craft of mine made as a gift for my friends. I often find myself listening to songs and wish that my craft is as captivating as a certain song (*cough*GoldenHourbyJvke*cough*)

I don't like it when people I don't consider as close friends, hug me. There are certain physical contacts that I'm willing to do with people, even friends. I find it difficult to stay in a very crowded area. I loathe math.

As for a partner... I guess someone who's willing to be patient with me, someone I can share both lighthearted and deep moments with, and someone who's not afraid to tell me if I've done something wrong.

Take your time! And please take care!

Ahhh tyy!!! Of course I don't mind your requests!!! I hope you enjoy this!! I feel like you're a nice person kjdshfksd

Results!!

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Your fated partner is...Albedo!!

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Argue with the wall, Albedo is definitely a man of culture. By that means he's into art and history/culture. You all share something in common!!

Albedo can and will bring you to a surprise museum/theater date. Getting the most expensive tickets in a show, sitting in the front row- it's all like a dream! Bonus if that's one of your favourite shows.

You paint, draw and write, right? Hooo boy he's infatuated. You all definetely share your past experiences and tips on art.

Whenever you zone out around Albedo, he watches you untill you're back into the reality, he thinks you're cute!!

Despite him knowing you for a period of time, expect for some important meetings he can’t bring you to, he would never separate you with him. Whenever people see you on the streets they will know albedo’s somewhere near.

He’s ok with the amount of friends you have. If you express discomfort or sadness regarding this problem, he just comforts you, saying that it means you have no toxic friends around you. Only real friends stayed with you (like him)!!

From the start where y’all crossed paths, you have him a “shy character” vibe, but when he knows you long enough, your true colours begin to show—

Here’s an example:

“Albedooooooo”

“What”

“If I cut my leg off and use my hand to grab my chopped leg to hit you would it be called hitting you or beating you?”

“.”

“..???”

Albedo has took notice of whenever you say something that involves the hobbies of yours, your eyes twinkles, and proceeds to say something with so much enthusiastic. He finds you suuuuper cute!! He likes you hear you talking about your hobbies.

You love acting? He’s in for giving a shot with you!! If you’re roommates with him, be prepared for an act of “Who’s cooking dinner tonight”. He’ll be dramatically annoying unlike him in real life.

“O my divine archon, please let this little stinky pest in my humble room make me a tummy filling dinner!” And you’ll say back something just as dramatic as his words. “My grateful archons, did you hear what he said? He is not paying respects for another mankind, something that god created! This is utter blasphemy! Please make him do the rightful apologise gift for another mere human just like him!”

It’s a very fun yet enduring memory you cherish so much<33

As you’re not a big fan of physical contact, whenever you give Albedo affections, he smiles so big, and cherishes it for a few weeks or days.

You hate maths? If you’re failing your grades, Albedo’s here to rescue!! He can be your tutor and your friend!! Not so surprising but he always gets an A on Maths.

Tutor!Albedo hehehehehhhe,,, imagine him wearing a pair of glasses and holding a pen, slicing math questions for you, hair tied to the back of his head…ooh, and whenever you got a good grade on maths test, he always rewards you with treating you into a meal!!

·˚ ༘₊· ͟͟͞͞꒰➳BONUS!! -ˏ͛-

He comforts you and tells you that your works are already so good looking, will literally compliment the smallest details you may not even notice in that artwork.

He told you to look at the artworks you’ve completed a year before. You’ve improved so much, can’t you see? If the “past you” saw what you created right now, they would be screaming with joy. It’s a sign that you’ve improved so much, working so hard throughout the years.

He’s suggest you try lowering your standards. Your friends list like what you gave them as a gift! He’s sure they like it! What matters is the effort you put in there. I’m sure they’d like it too if it’s from their friend.

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Hope you liked it!! <33

#genshin matchups #genshin impact imagines

[jackredfieldwasmyjacob]

MY TOP 16 OT 2023 SINGLES

now that all singles have been released, i thought it would be fun to rank them !!! of course, this is subjective, i encourage you to listen to all of them just in case! here's the full playlist with all the lyric videos, tho i will be linking individual ones throughout the rank. i will also add my favourite lyrics from each song just for fun <3

16. el modo - alex márquez: i don't mean to be mean but i listened to all songs an hour ago and i have already forgotten about this one. sorry.

ya tengo dos diplomas, son de desamor / los dos me los gané por ti

15. corazones rotos - lucas curotto: i like the melody in the chorus, tho it is not really my style, i don't really vibe with it.

no eres la que conocí, ya no reconozco tu mirada

14. lo que no ves de mí - juanjo bona: i like how grandiose it is, like it could be in a musical, but there's something i feel like it's missing for me.

y ahora voy directo al sol

13. mala costumbre - chiara oliver: i tried so hard to like this song but there's just something :( i don't know what but yeah. i wish i liked it.

todo lo que repetimos / una y otra vez / hace que no vea el final del túnel

12. 404 - denna: i really like the first pre-chorus, that part is honestly amazing, but i do not vibe with the rest of the song unfortunately.

son las 4:04, no hay error, aquí no hay datos

11. kombolewa - suzete: honestly? i'm very happy it's going well for her. she deserves it. and the chorus is sooo catchy she did a great job.

si tú me lo pides nos vamos pa' canarias / cogidos de la mano, escondidos en la playa

10. tengo que parar - omar: i'd say it is kinda underrated, the chorus for example is actually very very good, and the lyrics themselves are solid i would say, i definitely see omar becoming a full-fledged lyricist / composer in the future.

y aunque me guste pensarte, tengo que parar / creo que se nos hizo tarde en la terminal

9. mis nenas - álvaro mayo: welcome back britney spears <3 he is everything to me, and tho his style is not what i normally listen to, i know he's gonna make such cool music and so different from anything we have at least in spain, i can't wait.

ya todo da igual, no quedan cartas pa' quemar

8. el x venir - violeta: it's such an interesting sound, very violeta-core, i am very happy with her because it is actually quite a good song. i particularly like the sound of shattering glass, i am always waiting for it whenever i listen to the song.

miro al cielo y me devuelve la mirá / y en mis uñas reflejá la luna

7. enlokiá - naiara: SHE INVENTED CHONISMO. like just !!!!! this song this mv it's so her it's so choni it's just... perfect. absolute perfection. the lyrics are also cool, i really like them, it really gives me rosalía vibes.

sin diamante' los aros me brillan

6. la mirá - salma: i just realised these last three songs have very similar vibes at least lyrically. anyways. you know i like a good flamenco. and a good queer flamenco???? of course i was gonna love this song. i cannot wait to hear what salma will release next !!!

salgo pa' quitarme las penas / a la calle buscando una niña gitana que sea canastera / tiene una mirá verdadera / y en el barrio se dice que ella es mu' tímida y yo zalamera

5. rompeolas - martin:

soy como una moneda de cobre tirada en una fuente / espero al deseo / impaciente

this song is actually so good i am without words. like the themes !!! the lyrics !!! the melodies !!!! THE MUSIC VIDEO WITH JUANJO !!! impeccable, i'm so happy for him

4. las chicas malas desafinan - ruslana

tiran claveles mientras me paseo por madrid

i have to admit, this one was a bit of a grower for me. i think it's cause i had such a high expectation for a rock single, but literally today i was humming it while doing housework, it's so so good. it sounds like a disney channel original song AND I MEAN THAT IN THE BEST WAY POSSIBLE. if rus can do this at 18, i will be seated to see what she's capable of later on. however, the 7.5 line is still cringe i am afraid. it's still only a line. but yeah. that one is hard to listen still.

3. sigo aquí - bea

y aunque este abismo te asuste / yo te espero al otro lado

this song is the musical representation of this emoji ❤️‍🩹 like it's so heartwarming. the lyrics are so beautiful, her voice is as insane as always, and it's so very catchy !!!! she's everything to me <3

2. remedio - cris

para mi locura eres el remedio

i don't think it's a controversial statement to say cris was the most severely underrated contestant of the edition. he had a PERFECT contest, and he was only expelled because he had a weaker gala than usual (also the song he had to defend... well. let's say it wasn't a surprise he was nominated). en fin. this song is literally perfect. like the first time i listened to it i had my jaw gaped in shock. it has everything. perfect. congrats cris you're incredible.

dónde - paul thin

el amor no se siente, sino que lo encuentro en mi mente / más no está en mi mente

i mean was it even a surprise. apart from him being my fave contestant, it is genuinely a bop it's so fucking good. and also there's the theme of the song. i am pretty sure he wasn't aware of this when he was writing it but a song about forcing yourself to feel something toward this person and feelink like you are unable to love really hits different when you're ace who sometimes feels they're aro because they are unable to feel anything despite being in love with the concept of love and romance. anyways. yeah. song good.

#vivitalksot #ot 2023 #ot #operacion triunfo #this one goes to my masterpost in case you want to go through it later :) #anyways stream dónde #honestly stream all of these songs. they all deserve it

[marlo-noni]

Cdramas lately

After I finished watching The Starry Love, which was fun and hilarious with a somewhat unsatisfying ending, nothing new was appealing to me, so I rewatched all of Joy of Life again. It's definitely a drama that rewards rewatching, because of all the complex plot twists and the huge cast of characters. Unusually, I feel like the best episode is quite late in the series - the one where Xiao En reveals his secrets to Fan Xian, and you learn that Xiao En is really just a pawn, as is Fan Xian, and you hear the tragic backstory of Yan Bingyun and all about Fan Xian's mother. Xiao En's death made me cry a bunch the first time I watched the series, and I cried again this time, too. There really is no other cdrama like Joy of Life. The only thing I dislike about it is Xiao Zhan's dubbing - the show was filmed before his huge explosion in popularity from The Untamed. I hope a season 2 does eventually come out, and that we get to hear Xiao Laoshi's voice this time!

As I was finishing Joy of Life, I discovered that Ao Rui Peng just came out with a new historical/fantasy romantic comedy, Love is Written in the Stars.

Ao Rui Peng played my favourite character in Blood of Youth, the ridiculous himbo, Lei Wujie. So I was ready to follow him into another comedic leading role. I'm up to episode 4, and the show is exceedingly silly. The female lead, Qi Yan Di, is definitely styled to be a Zhao Lusi stand-in - the hair, the costuming, the attitude - but I think she holds her own really well. (The guy who plays Su Mu in Romance of Tiger and Rose is also in it, so there's another Zhao Lusi tangential connection.) Ao Rui Peng's character isn't dumb like Lei Wujie, but he is good at martial arts and is constantly ending up in comedically awkward situations. The show is often riding the line of being so ridiculous that's it's cringey (it's also a pretty horny show, at least in Cdrama terms!), so we'll have to see how it progresses. Ao Rui Peng is keeping me there for now.

I also started watching Nothing But You, since the trailer looked good. I'm also only up to episode 4. My main observation is that Tu Song Yan is truly in 95% of the contemporary Cdramas I've seen!

Honestly, nobody works more than this guy! He's fantastic, so I have no complaints about it. He would be so interesting to talk to if you wanted to know what it is like to work with basically every young idol actor in Cdramaland. As for the drama itself, the pacing is good, and the story is engaging - I just haven't been as enthusiastic about contemporary stuff lately. Wu Lei and Zhou Yu Tong are both good actors, and I do love an older woman-younger man romance. Tragically, Wu Lei does absolutely nothing for me, looks-wise. It's also funny seeing flashbacks of his character being played by a younger actor, because we all know what he actually looked like when he was young because of Nirvana in Fire (the 2nd Cdrama I ever watched).

#joy of life #spoilers #庆余年 #love is written in the stars #看见缘分的少女 #nothing but you #爱情而已 #me

[childhoodbeachvacation]

LISA'S STORY

Summer was never my favourite season as a child, but this one was different.

Every year, the same thing happens; school ends and the beach outside my place is destroyed by reckless nuggets of stupidity. How can anyone enjoy their time here? Their ears must be stuffed by the siren of kids getting stuck in places they don't belong. The noise is so loud, it often keeps me up at night.

There's only one area of the beach where other kids never go: the rocks far away from the resort. I've dubbed it my spot, and made it my mission to be there as much as possible.

I'll never forget a special day. Well, the day itself started as normal. I woke up, and watched as my hungover sister warbled her way into the kitchen. Suddenly, my dad bolted downstairs;

"AHHHH I'M LATE FOR WORK! JENNA, TAKE CARE OF LISA! I LOVE YOU BOTH SO MU-"

Bam. There goes the door; I'm honestly surprised it's held on for this long. It's ironic how the Lifeguard of the Month is never on time. I turned to my sister. 

"Ugh, my head is pounding... I never drink, but when I do, this always happens... I need... water... Nevermind... there's no time... you ready to go?"

Once again, she was meeting friends at the resort by the beach. I grabbed my bag and escorted her to the door. Not even 5 minutes had passed, and she was nowhere to be seen. Classic. 

As I walked along the shoreline, I caught a glimpse of some kids stomping on frightened crabs.

"Hey, stop that! Do you not have any respect for the wildlife here!?" 

I watched the joy drain from their chubby little faces, their legs spinning faster than tires. Immediately, I reached down to check on the crabs. They seemed shaken but fine, appreciating they got to live another day. 

"Hi! You must be a mermaid, because your hair is absolutely magical."

Startled, I turned around. It's a boy I've never seen before.

"You're weird. Leave me alone."

He wasn't offended. Instead, he sat beside me and helped me tend to the crabs. We talked until he had to leave, but he promised he'd be back. Over the summer, we met up at my spot everyday. We bonded over our absent parents, and shared our lifelong dreams. Sometimes we'd participate in the beach activities; I didn't mind, as long as he was there. Slowly but surely, I made my first friend.

The days went by, and anticipation turned into dread as summer slowly transitioned into autumn. I never thought I'd want summer to last forever, but he changed my mind. I watched him board the train and ride off into the distance, until it disappeared into the horizon.

Eventually, summer rolled back around. It's been 10 years, and I still walk to our spot on the first day of summer, hoping he'd visit. But he still hasn't. 

How are you, Jasper?

I miss you.

[hwandorp]

𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖎𝖘𝖑𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖔𝖋 𝖍𝖜𝖆𝖓𝖌𝖒𝖚𝖓 𝖈𝖆𝖑𝖑𝖘 𝖋𝖔𝖗

MU DANYI ‘DANIELLE’ ( she/her ), a 23 year old JUNIOR witch seeking a degree in DIVINIATION and a minor in ACCOUNTING. as a member of the HYEONMU house, the institute of hwando welcomes you with open arms and hopes that you will find nothing but safety and a place to call home on this island full of boundless magic.

extra curricular: the wicker 

QUESTIONNAIRE

what is your muse’s favorite spell and why?

hey, reader! any spell can be a favorite spell—even the little ones! personally, i love the scouring charm, because there’s no mess that can’t be fixed with it. what’s your favorite spell? owl us a reply to the wicker spot and you’ll see it in our next edition~

what do you think is your best and worst trait?

self-reflection is extra important for pisces this week, so i’ll start first—i think my best trait is being a straight hottie, and my worst... you can pick like, any five consecutive words from my report cards at ilvermorny. maybe, incorrigibly creative with disappearing assignments? prof hoff did not like me. oh, that’s another zinger, lack of respect for authority. sorry, hoffer, i swear you were my favorite professor :(

if your muse had to choose only one between having wealth, happiness or power, which would they choose? why?

ooh, that’s a hard one! since the wizarding world is all about our quartets, i’ll add my own little option to your question: luck! it’s all about fate, baby. wealth, happiness, power? trust me when i say that choosing them is up the stars, or the crystals, or the tea leaves. don’t forget, if you want a personalized reading, floo over to the quarter sharehouse with ₩50000 and you’ll get a little glimpse into what i’m talking about~

what’s been the biggest challenge in your life and how did you deal with it?

this is a real, true story! i was doing a little catoptromancy in the morning with my makeup, and i saw that the muggle world would be entering an absolutely awful time soon. but! i’d been planning on attending a muggle university at that point! i know this doesn’t sound like a huge challenge, but it’s really hard to figure out which visions are my futures, and which ones are a general future i can avoid, y’know? anyway, i made the total right call of convincing my parents to help me take a gap year—or two—to avoid that fallout, listening to a couple other whispers along the way. so i managed to dodge a crappy outcome and i ended up in hwando after travelling around, which is a pretty nice end to the end of the world vision that started this whole panic, i think!

if your muse had to live as an animal for a whole day, what would it be and why?

an alligator! those big guys have some powerful teeth, and i gotta rep my hometown’s sexy, awful creatures. plus, it just looks like a lot of fun to be one of ‘em. no one would ever get in your way, and if they do... chomp chomp!

what would your muse be remembered by if there was only one thing that could define their entire life?

it’d be the wonderful readers of the wicker and their favourite columnist, of course ♡

( taken from the advice-slash-horoscope column of the wicker, under the penname of the not quite mysterious listening elle. )

OTHER DETAILS

wand details: silver lime with hyeonmu scale core, supple, 12¾"

patronus details: nebelung cat

boggart details: a 6ft version of her brother’s porcupine

schooling prior to hwando: north america, ilvermorny, thunderbird

housing: quarter sharehouse , ROOM 3A

clubs and sports: the wicker

#hwnfollow #hwn:hyeonmu #hwn:undergrad #krp