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itsyoursunshinebabe · 11 months
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Them with their babies- JJK headcanons
Characters: Yuta Okkotsu, Megumi Fushiguro, Toge Inumaki, Yuji Itadori
TW: female reader, pregnancy, bad grammar
All characters are aged up!!!!!!
ENJOY~
Yuta Okkotsu:
Say what you want but I’m a hundred percent sure that he has a son. Who is just like his papa but with your eye colour. Even his personality is the same as Yuta’s.
When you announced your pregnancy poor moonboy was shocked. He didn’t know how to react, so he just stood there in awe. After like twenty minutes he finally embraced you and told you how happy he was.
But oh boy...he was scared. However Yuta Okkutsu is not a lost case! He purchased tons of books about parenthood, started to follow parent blogs, read as many articles as he could and even asked his sensei, who already had two daughters. (And regretted doing that)
Your pregnancy was smooth, aside from his occasional internal panic, though he never let you know how scared he actually felt.
The birth part was a mess and Yuta would not like to talk about it! Upon seeing his son for the very first time, suddenly everything got into its place. He cried, yes and he didn’t care; his son was his joy along with you of course.
Protective af but not in an irrational way. If the baby wants to experience stuffs, as long as it doesn’t hurts him, let him do it.
“Dada, me fell” Yuta just smiles because he told the little guy soooo many times to put away his toys so this wouldn’t happen. Was he right? Yes. Would he brag about it? Noooo. (A little)
Can be savage at times, but mostly he is a sweet, devoted father.
Megumi Fushiguro
R e s p o n s i b l e
Don’t expect passionate outburst because it won’t happen. He concludes your pregnancy announcement with a “hmm” and a tight embrace.
He wouldn’t be as worried as Yuta but would definitely buy many books and read articles about what to expect... and he didn’t like it at all! Those books and articles were confusing, everyone’s opinion was different so he was like “fuck it, it’s not rocket science raising a kid”.
That’s when he actually started to panic a little. Lucky for him, you kept reassuring him that he was doing a good job with treating you like a queen so his kid would be just as lucky.
Also boy dad.
The moment his little miracle was born, Megumi felt things were shifted: all the negativity disappeared and only a pleasant bliss remained; he was so thankful for you, for his little baby. The world seemed like a good place right now.
He always takes his son seriously, no matter the silly things he says or does. Megumi is well aware that his kid is just a mere child and would grow smarter day by day.
Strict and serious, and treats his son like he was just a small adult. Don’t expect baby talk or nicknames for animals and other stuffs. No. The kid is smart if he can say moo moo he can say cow as well! (That’s my opinion coming through Megumi)
Toge Inumaki
Utter panic
You know he has this thing called cursed speech. Yeah... till now he didn’t think too much about it, but holy shit there is an Inumaki baby forming inside you with probably the same curse as he’s got.
Texts his family immediately after your announcement. Who panic as well...
After a few days though Toge get ahold of himself and jump deep into the baby-mama blogs and becomes like one of them!! “Tobi started teething at 4 months, you know why? His mother gave him...strawberry puree. Can you believe it?”
Somehow now he is an expert.
Girl dad vibes! Like you can clearly see that he’s gonna sit down with his little daughter and play with her dolls, dress her in fancy clothes and have their own tea party.
As savage as he is, he’s gonna teach her how to control her cursed speech. (But would teach her some extra stuffs too, because it’s fun).
Little girl knows all the tea.
Ahaha you thought he’s gonna stop at only one child? Be prepared to have at least three other little Inumakis running around.
Yuji Itadori
Cutest purest most innocent precious sunshine boy daaaww! He’s gonna cry when you announce your pregnancy.
Probably the only one who wouldn’t panic. “I was raised just fine and my parents didn’t even know what they were doing.” Ahaha now YOU are the one who panics.
Books, articles, blogs, you know the drill...BUT he’s gonna ask Gojo sensei and would take him seriously. Man already regretted saying anything to this gorgeous himbo, but oh well.
He didn’t understand everything during your pregnancy, like your weird food cravings, moodswings, but was supportive all along.
The birth was emotional, literally everyone cried. However upon seeing his precious daughter...he showed her the biggest ear to ear smile. He couldn’t stop kissing and thanking you.
Yuji taught his little girl so many practical things and took his time to do sports with her. She is a very active kid, inheriting her father’s exciteable nature.
Also someone who wants to have a big family
Best dad ever!!!
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deakyjoe · 1 year
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Sultry Sunsets
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Pairing: Din Djarin x Reader (no pronouns, use of “cyar’ika”)
Category: established relationship, fluff
Summary: Din takes you to see the most stunning sunset in the galaxy.
Warnings: none really, just fluff, mentions of conflict/pollution
Word count: 1.2k
A/N: This idea has been running around inside my head for literal months and I never did anything with it. Until now. Got in my feels about Din and blasted this out in an hour or two. Hope you enjoy!
Consider buying me a coffee :)
"Why won't you tell me where we're going?" You asked Din again as you collapsed into the passenger seat in the cockpit.
"Cyar'ika..." He sighed, tossing you a glance over his shoulder through the visor on his helmet. "I told you, it's a surprise."
"And I told you that I hate surprises." You whined, leaning forward and sticking your bottom lip out in the biggest pout you could muster.
"You'll like this one, I promise." He insisted, adjusting the speed of the Crest as you descended towards your destination.
It wasn't a planet you could recognise from just the sight of the surface, so it was unlikely you'd been there many times before if at all. The planet appeared rather pretty from a distance. There were many sweeping landscapes, several patches of greenery, what looked like a very large body of water and very little city space.
"What's the population?" You questioned, standing up to look out of the window from behind Din. "It looks empty."
"It is. Almost." His voice was low, husky, as he replied. "Only a small group of settlers on the far side. Those small cities are abandoned. It's nearly inhospitable."
"But the settlers- and it looks beautiful. And safe. So many plants and water." You were very confused.
"Exactly. The plants and water are impossible to control. Overtook the cities in a matter of weeks." Din replied gruffly, pointing back at your chair to indicate for you to sit back down as you landed.
"Oh. Then why are we here?" You were even more perplexed. It couldn't be a bounty or someone with information, as he'd said it was a surprise. 
"Patience, cyar'ika. It'll be worth it."
"Okay." You huffed and decided to remain silent for the rest of the journey.
Din seemed to appreciate the silence as he joined you in being quiet, as he tended to do anyway, and manoeuvered the ship to land safely. With only a few clunks and clangs from the hull where cargo had not been stored properly. You winced in the hope that your Mandalorian pilot didn't hear it as it was supposed to be your job to check that all cargo was in its correct positioning.
Luckily, he said nothing until the engines were switched off.
"Let's go."
You jumped up out of your chair, without a word, and followed him out of the cockpit and eventually out of the hull until your boots were sinking into soft grass. The air around you smelled of dirt, salt water and sunshine. The exact kind of scents you rarely got in their purest form in this galaxy. You were used to the polluted atmospheres of urbanised planets and the smoke produced from constant conflicts. This was new. And exciting. Almost... invigorating.
"Din, this- this is incredible!" You gasped, whirling around to look up at him. You felt so alive in a place like this, unable to contain your joy as you smiled up at your companion.
"I thought you'd like it." The smile in his voice was evident. "Come on, there's more."
"More?" You exclaimed, taking his outstretched gloved hand as he offered it to you. "How can there be more than this?"
"Oh, there is so much more." He led you in the direction of going deeper into the forest, leaving the Razor Crest behind you.
"There's one thing I want to show you." He supplied as a vague explanation.
You said nothing more as you allowed him to drag you along. He seemed to be in a hurry, pace rushed as if he didn't want to miss something. And, judging by the position of the moons in the sky, you figured it would be getting dark soon so he probably didn't want you walking around in a pitch black forest that was unknown with no lights to guide you. Or maybe what he wanted to show you needed daylight to be seen in its best capacity.
Whatever it was, you didn't ask anymore questions. You just smiled at the back of his head and giggled when he caught you as you stumbled over a tree root protruding from the ground.
"Careful, cyar'ika." He warned, opting to wrap an arm around your waist to keep you balanced as you apparently couldn't do that for yourself.
You just sent him an apologetic look.
And when you abruptly stopped as the forest ended on the edge of a cliff, you could say nothing. All words escaped you and left you speechless at the view.
"I-" You attempted something, anything, to express how absolutely gorgeous this was but the words got clogged in your throat as you choked up and tears welled in your eyes. It was unbelievable.
"Breathtaking, isn't it?" Din offered for you, taking a quick glance your way to gauge your reaction. He seemed pleased with what he saw as he let out a small hum of satisfaction that rumbled in his chest and through the modulator.
"Yes." You responded breathlessly, his description really was accurate. "Why are we here?"
You still didn't know why he'd brought you here. It was pretty, yes, but Din didn't seem like the type of person to take you places just for the view.
"Because it's beautiful." He whispered and then paused as you gave a single nod of agreement. "And you've shown me how beautiful life can be. So I want to share other beautiful things with you. This being just the first."
The tears that had been building up behind your eyelids finally started to fall at that confession, a lump rising in your throat. The sentimentality and the meaning was not lost on you. Far from it actually.
"Oh, Din..." You looked up at your Mandalorian. "Well, this is one amazing way of starting that."
The laugh you let out was shaky and watery but you were delighted when his chest moved up and down in a chuckle and the modulator rattled with the semblance of a laugh.
"It has barely started, cyar'ika. Just wait for the sunset. Any minute now." He gestured out at the skyline where the sun was indeed about to begin disappearing.
So, this is what he was hurrying for.
You said nothing as he moved to stand behind you, the seal of his helmet hissing and then landing on the mossy floor with a dull thud. You continued to stay hushed as his arms wrapped around your waist from behind and his chin rested on your shoulder, nose pressing into your neck for a second and the hair of his beard scratching against your cheek in the best way.
And when the sky was suddenly painted in streaks of pinks, oranges and the softest of purples... you were unable to say anything. Once again, you were left with no words that were capable of explaining what you were seeing or how it was making you feel. You just sighed in content, letting one of your hands rest on Din's and allowing the other to curl up and around to slide them through his hair.
"We can stay for a few days. Explore a little, if you'd like." He mumbled into the skin of your neck and planted a kiss there.
"I'd love to." You replied, tilting your head to give him better access.
"Good." He exhaled heavily against you and relaxed, perfectly happy to spend this short piece of what felt like forever with you and only you.
"I'd love to." You replied, tilting your head to give him better access.
"Good." He exhaled heavily against you and relaxed, perfectly happy to spend this short piece of what felt like forever with you and only you.
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kairismess · 5 months
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I'm pretty sure I've seen you doing some song inspired fics and I need someone else to at least acknowledge that this song right here is 100% Hinata Shoyo vibes. Like not even kidding when I heard this I was like, "This is being in love with Hinata!" It's so soft and sweet!!
If you want to do a fic based off the song that would be awesome but do what you wish!! Thank you!!!
this is what it's like to fall for you. — hinata shoyo x gn!reader.
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🏐 genre: fluff !
🖋️ word count: 474
💭 summary: it was like everything tasted sweeter, everything looked brighter, everything felt warmer when you realized... you're in love with your best friend, hinata shoyo.
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maybe it was the atmosphere on that chilly, winter evening; maybe it was the shine that flickered on the koi fishes' scales... or maybe it was the way the evening light shone down on his face, illuminating his bright, beaming smile that rivaled the light of the stars in the sky and sun in the day. it was cold that evening, but even the silver snow crunching underfoot melted whenever he smiled, whenever he laughed.
how did you notice this just now?
you swallowed the lump forming in your throat, that heat in your cheeks wouldn't go away, and your eyes kept drifting to the orange-haired firecracker that was your bestfriend. he kept calling for you to come over and try feeding the koi, handing you some fish pellets, grinning widely. "i bet they'll love you the minute you come over to them, you're too gorgeous and sweet for them not to love you!"
you chuckle and remind shoyo that the fish wouldn't remember you after a while, making shoyo a little disappointed. he frowned and pouted as he leaned closer to you. "sucks to be a fish, then... i wouldn't ever forgive myself if i'd forget someone as amazing as you."
hw was too sweet and cute for his own good, and that was a bad thing. he was supposed to your friend, your best friend–and now your feelings... are shifting. like how a cloud moves away from the moon and unsheathes its light; you get a moment of clarity, and feel your heart thump a few beats faster than it did earlier. or maybe, this was just how you felt ever since whenever shoyo would get this close...
either way, you fed the fish, and watched with shoyo as he chuckled in amazement how the fish ate up the pellets you dropped into the pond. you smiled, but you wish you could help yourself; but you can't, because... you were in love. you were in love with the beaming and walking sunshine on earth that was your best friend, hinata shoyo. maybe you'd regret falling for your best friend, or maybe something beautiful would come out of these feelings; but either way... you leaned against him and pointed out the different patterns on the koi's backs, with shoyo looking all wide-eyed and grinning from ear-to-ear in innocent amazement.
he was so lovable, and you wished... you wished you could tell him. but now wouldn't be the right time–someday, that time would come. but tonight, tonight, you'd enjoy being with him, even if he didn't know yet that the most important, darling person in his life adored him with the purest love in the world. all that love was all for him, nobody else–and it was just as warm and sweet as the sunshine he emulated with his bright personality and warm smiles.
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tosomeonessomeone · 2 months
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sunshine.
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words・5.5k /pairings・Chanbin x reader / genres・fluff, angst / warnings・ mentions of depression.
You've been friends with Chanbin from Stray Kids for quite a while now. Your paths crossed unexpectedly, intertwining your lives in a beautiful symphony of friendship and shared passion. You, a renowned photographer, capturing moments frozen in time, and him, a charismatic KPop idol, captivating hearts with his mesmerizing talent.
Through late-night conversations and spontaneous adventures, you discovered the beauty of friendship in its purest form - a bond forged in the crucible of shared experiences and unwavering trust. Whether it was exploring hidden gems in the city or simply basking in the quiet moments of companionship, you and Chanbin found refuge in each other's company, a sanctuary amidst the chaos of fame and recognition.
As the years passed and your careers soared to new heights, the foundation of your friendship remained unshakeable, a constant reminder of the power of connection in a world driven by superficiality. And as you stood side by side, gazing at the horizon of endless possibilities, you knew that no matter where life's journey took you, Chanbin would always be more than just a friend - he would be a beacon of light guiding you through the darkest of nights, a testament to the enduring power of friendship in the ever-changing landscape of fame and fortune.
*days full of laughter*
As you walk into the cozy café, the familiar sight of Chanbin greets you with a warm smile. He waves you over to the corner booth, where he's already seated, a cup of steaming coffee in hand.
"Hey, [Your Name], So glad you could make it," Chanbin exclaims, his eyes lighting up with genuine excitement.
"Hi, Chanbin! Wouldn't miss it for the world," you reply, sliding into the seat opposite him.
The air fills with laughter as memories flood back, reminding you of all the times Chanbin was there for you through thick and thin.
"So, what's new with you?" Chanbin asks, leaning in with genuine interest.
You chuckle, knowing there's always something interesting to share when Chanbin's around. "Oh, you know, the usual. Just wrapped up a big photoshoot downtown. It was intense, but we got some incredible shots."
Chanbin's eyes widen with curiosity. "I bet! Your work is always top-notch. Any sneak peeks you can show me?"
You reach for your phone, scrolling through the gallery until you find the perfect shot. "Here you go! Check this out. I managed to capture the essence of the city at sunset. It's like magic."
Chanbin's expression lights up as he studies the photo, nodding in approval. "Wow, that's amazing! You've really outdone yourself this time."
The conversation flows effortlessly as you reminisce about past adventures and shared experiences. Each anecdote brings a wave of laughter, filling the air with an infectious energy that's impossible to resist.
Suddenly, Chanbin's phone buzzes with a notification, and he lets out a laugh as he reads the message. "Oh man, you won't believe what just happened. Remember that time we got lost trying to find that hidden karaoke bar?"
You burst into laughter, the memory flooding back in vivid detail. "How could I forget? We wandered around for hours, only to end up singing our hearts out in that tiny little room."
Chanbin grins, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "Good times, Sunshine. Good times."
As the afternoon stretches into evening, you realize just how lucky you are to have Chanbin by your side. Through the laughter and the tears, the highs and the lows, he's always been there for you, a constant source of joy and inspiration.
And as you raise your glasses in a toast to friendship, you know that no matter what the future holds, Chanbin will always be more than just a friend – he'll be family.
*days where he felt overwhelmed*
As you open the door to your house, you're met with the sight of Chanbin standing on your doorstep, his shoulders slumped and his expression weary. You can see the weight of his hectic schedule written across his face, and it breaks your heart to see him so overwhelmed.
"Hey, Binnie," you say softly, stepping aside to let him in. "Come on in. I'm glad you're here."
Chanbin offers a tired smile as he steps into the warmth of your home. "Thanks, Sunshine. Sorry for showing up unannounced. I just needed to get away from everything for a bit."
You shake your head, understanding flooding your heart. "No need to apologize. You're always welcome here. Let's get you settled."
As you lead Chanbin to the living room, you can see the tension slowly melting away from his features. He sinks into the couch with a grateful sigh, his exhaustion evident in every line of his body.
"So, how's everything going?" you ask gently, taking a seat beside him.
Chanbin lets out a heavy sigh, running a hand through his hair. "Honestly, it's been crazy. Between rehearsals, interviews, and all the other stuff going on, I feel like I'm drowning in my own schedule."
Your heart goes out to him, knowing how hard he works to pursue his passion. "I can't even imagine. But hey, you're not alone in this. I'm here for you, okay?"
Chanbin's eyes meet yours, gratitude shining in their depths. "Thanks, Sunshine. I really appreciate it."
Determined to lighten the mood, you rack your brain for something to lift Chanbin's spirits. Suddenly, an idea strikes you.
"How about we forget about schedules and responsibilities for a while?" you suggest, a spark of excitement igniting within you. "Let's order some takeout, binge-watch your favorite K-drama, and just relax."
A hint of a smile tugs at the corners of Chanbin's lips. "That sounds amazing, actually. I could definitely use a break."
Together, you order food and settle in for a cozy evening of laughter and relaxation. As the hours pass, the weight of Chanbin's worries seems to fade away, replaced by the simple joy of being in the moment with a friend.
As you bid Chanbin goodbye later that evening, you can see a lightness in his step that wasn't there before. And as you watch him disappear into the night, you know that no matter what challenges lie ahead, you'll always be there to support him, one Netflix binge at a time.
*days with subtle confessions*
As you and Chanbin sit on the bench, the evening breeze carries a sense of calmness, wrapping around you like a comforting embrace. The sun's golden rays cast a warm glow over the serene lake, painting the sky in hues of orange and pink.
"You know, moments like these make all the chaos in the world seem insignificant," Chanbin muses, his gaze fixed on the tranquil waters.
You nod in agreement, feeling a surge of gratitude for the simplicity of the moment. "Absolutely. It's moments like these that remind us of what truly matters."
There's a pause in the conversation, a fleeting moment of silence that speaks volumes. In the stillness of the evening, you feel a tug at your heartstrings, an unspoken connection that binds you to Chanbin in ways words could never express.
As you watch the sun dip lower on the horizon, casting long shadows across the landscape, Chanbin turns to you, his eyes reflecting the fading light.
"[Your name], I've always felt... at ease when I'm with you," he says softly, his words carrying a weight that lingers in the air.
You meet his gaze, feeling a rush of emotions welling up inside you. In that moment, it's as if time stands still, suspended in the space between heartbeats.
"I know what you mean." you reply, your voice barely above a whisper. "Being with you... it just feels right."
A gentle smile spreads across Chanbin's face, a silent acknowledgment of the bond that exists between you. In the quiet intimacy of the evening, your unspoken confession hangs in the air, unnoticed by the world around you but felt deeply in the depths of your souls.
And as you sit together, basking in the fading light of the day, you know that some truths are best left unsaid, hidden in the subtle nuances of a shared moment that speaks volumes without uttering a single word.
*days where you would give in his wishes* 
Chanbin bursts into your living room with an exuberant grin, a gym bag slung over his shoulder. "Hey there, Sunshine! Ready for a workout?"
You stare at him in disbelief, your mind still groggy from the early hour. "Chanbin, are you serious? It's 8 a.m."
He waves off your protests with a playful smirk. "Come on! It'll be fun, I promise. Plus, it's a great way to start the day."
You sigh, knowing there's no arguing with Chanbin when he's set his mind to something. "Fine, but only because you're so persistent."
With a triumphant grin, Chanbin leads the way out the door, his energy infectious even in the early hours of the morning.
As you step into the gym, the sound of weights clanging and music blaring assaults your senses. Chanbin seems right at home, chatting with the regulars and setting up equipment with practiced ease.
You hang back, feeling out of place amidst the sea of toned bodies and bustling activity. But as you watch Chanbin move with grace and determination, a warmth fills your heart.
"Come here, [Your name]. Let's start with some light stretching," Chanbin calls out, beckoning you over to join him.
Reluctantly, you follow his lead, the movements feeling awkward and unfamiliar at first. But as Chanbin guides you through the exercises, his touch gentle and reassuring, you begin to relax into the rhythm of the workout.
With each stretch and lift, you feel your muscles awaken, a sense of strength and vitality coursing through your veins. And as you steal glances at Chanbin, his determination and passion evident in every movement, you realize something surprising.
You're actually enjoying yourself.
As the workout comes to an end, you're surprised to find yourself feeling invigorated and alive, the rush of endorphins leaving you buzzing with energy.
"See? I told you it would be fun," Chanbin says, his smile wide and infectious.
You can't help but return his grin, feeling a sense of gratitude for his unwavering enthusiasm and encouragement.
"Thanks, Binnie. I needed that more than I realized," you admit, your voice filled with sincerity.
Chanbin's smile softens, a warmth in his eyes that speaks volumes. "Anytime, Sunshine. You know I'll always be here to drag you to the gym kicking and screaming if I have to."
As you and Chanbin head home, the sun rising in the sky and the world coming alive around you, you can't help but feel grateful for the unexpected moments of joy and connection that he brings into your life.
*days like shit that end up good*
You trudge through the door, the weight of the day's failures heavy on your shoulders. The failed photoshoot, the malfunctioning camera, and the lingering feeling of inadequacy weigh on your mind like a suffocating blanket.
Just as you're about to sink onto the couch, you freeze in your tracks. There, in the dimly lit room, stands Chanbin, a small cake adorned with flickering candles in his hands.
"Surprise!" he exclaims, his voice filled with genuine excitement.
You blink in disbelief, your tired mind struggling to process the unexpected sight before you. "Chanbin, what... what's all this?"
Chanbin's smile widens, his eyes alight with mischief. "Well, I know you're not a big fan of birthdays, but I couldn't let the day pass without doing something special for you."
Your heart swells with gratitude, a warm feeling spreading through your chest despite the heaviness of the day. "Chanbin, I... I don't know what to say."
"You don't have to say anything, [Your name].  Just blow out the candles and make a wish," Chanbin urges, his voice gentle yet firm.
Taking a deep breath, you close your eyes and make a silent wish, your heart whispering words of hope and renewal.
As you blow out the candles, Chanbin begins to sing, his voice filling the room with warmth and melody. The familiar tune of "Happy Birthday" washes over you like a soothing balm, easing the tension that has gripped your soul all day.
When he finishes singing, you open your eyes to find Chanbin's gaze fixed on you, his expression filled with a mixture of tenderness and affection.
"Thank you, Chanbin. This... this means more to me than you'll ever know," you say, your voice barely above a whisper.
Chanbin smiles, a softness in his eyes that speaks volumes. "Anytime, Sunshine. I know today wasn't the best, but I wanted to remind you that even on your worst days, you're loved and cherished."
Touched by his words, you feel tears pricking at the corners of your eyes. In that moment, surrounded by flickering candlelight and the gentle hum of friendship, you realize that even in the darkest of times, there are rays of light to guide you home.
As you and Chanbin share the cake, laughter and warmth filling the room, you know that no matter what challenges lie ahead, you'll always have a friend who's willing to go the extra mile to make your world a little brighter.
*days when he would accept any thing you had in mind*
You pull out your phone, your fingers trembling slightly with anticipation as you dial Chanbin's number. After a few rings, he picks up, his voice warm and familiar on the other end of the line.
"Hey, Sunshine! What's up?" Chanbin greets you, his tone filled with genuine curiosity.
"Hey, Binnie! I have an idea I want to run by you," you reply, your excitement bubbling over despite your attempt to sound casual.
"Sure, shoot! What's on your mind?" Chanbin asks, his interest piqued.
"I was thinking... how about we do a photoshoot together?" you suggest, your voice tinged with excitement.
Chanbin's silence on the other end of the line is palpable, and for a moment, you worry that you've overstepped.
"A photoshoot? Like, in a studio?" Chanbin finally responds, his tone laced with curiosity.
You shake your head, even though he can't see you. "No, nothing like that. I was thinking more along the lines of capturing everyday moments, you know? Just you being you, doing normal things."
There's a pause as Chanbin considers your proposal, and for a moment, you hold your breath, waiting for his response.
"Oh, I love that idea," Chanbin says, his voice filled with enthusiasm. "It sounds like a refreshing change from the usual studio shoots."
Relief floods through you, a smile spreading across your face at his enthusiastic response. "Awesome! I was hoping you'd be up for it. When do you think you'll be free?"
Chanbin checks his schedule, the sound of shuffling papers faintly audible over the phone. "How about this weekend? I'm pretty free then. We can pick a few locations around the city and just go with the flow."
"Sounds perfect," you agree, your excitement building with each passing moment. "I can't wait to capture some amazing shots of you, Binnie."
"Likewise, Sunshine. It's gonna be a blast," Chanbin replies, his voice filled with anticipation.
*days where you had to be strong for him*
You find Chanbin sitting on the couch, his phone clutched tightly in his hand, his expression a mixture of frustration and sadness. As you approach him, you can see the tension radiating off him in waves.
"Hey, Binnie, what's going on?" you ask gently, taking a seat beside him.
Chanbin lets out a heavy sigh, his shoulders slumping with the weight of the world. "It's these hate comments, Sunshine. They just... they get to me sometimes."
Your heart sinks at the pain evident in his voice. You reach out, placing a comforting hand on his arm. "I'm sorry, Binnie. I know how hurtful those can be."
Chanbin shakes his head, a bitter laugh escaping his lips. "I try not to let them get to me, but sometimes... it's like they're impossible to ignore. They make me doubt myself, doubt my worth as an artist."
You squeeze his arm gently, offering a silent gesture of support. "You're not alone. We all have moments of doubt. But remember, those comments don't define you. You're talented, passionate, and loved by so many."
Chanbin meets your gaze, his eyes filled with a mixture of gratitude and pain. "Thanks, Sunshine. I needed to hear that."
As the evening wears on, Chanbin's frustration boils over, his voice tinged with anger and indignation. "Why do people have to be so cruel? What gives them the right to tear someone down like that?"
You listen quietly, letting him vent his frustrations, knowing that sometimes the best way to heal is to let the pain out.
But as the minutes pass, Chanbin's anger gives way to a profound sense of sadness, his voice trembling with emotion. "I just... I don't know how much longer I can keep doing this. It feels like no matter how hard I try, there's always someone out there ready to knock me down."
Your heart breaks for him, seeing the vulnerability in his eyes, the weight of the world pressing down on his shoulders.
"You're stronger than you know, Binnie," you say softly, your voice filled with conviction. "You've overcome so much already, and you'll continue to rise above the hate. You're not alone in this, remember that."
Chanbin leans into your embrace, his body trembling with the weight of his emotions. "Thank you, Sunshine. I don't know what I'd do without you."
You hold him close, feeling the warmth of his presence, the strength of your bond. In that moment, you know that no matter what challenges lie ahead, you'll face them together, hand in hand, heart to heart. And in that simple truth, you find solace, hope, and the unwavering power of love.
*and days like today where he was your rock*
Dark clouds loomed overhead, mirroring the tumultuous storm raging within you. The weight of depression pressed down on your shoulders, suffocating you with its relentless grip. Each breath felt like a struggle, each moment a battle against the darkness threatening to consume you whole.
Your phone rang, piercing through the silence of your desolate room. With trembling hands, you answered, only to hear the worried voice of Chanbin on the other end. His concern was palpable, their words a lifeline in the sea of despair.
“[Your name], I'm worried about you. We know things have been tough lately," He says, voice laced with genuine concern.
Tears welled up in your eyes as you struggled to find the words to respond. The weight of their worry only served to deepen the chasm of loneliness swallowing you whole.
But then, amidst the darkness, his voice cut through the despair like a beacon of light. "Hey, I'm coming over."
Chanbin. The mere mention of his name stirred something within you, a glimmer of hope in the midst of despair. You knew he was the one person who could understand, who could offer solace in your darkest hour.
As you waited, the rain began to fall in torrents, a relentless deluge that mirrored the storm raging within your soul. Each drop felt like a reminder of the tears you couldn't shed, the pain you couldn't escape.
The relentless drumming of rain against the windowpane echoed the tumultuous rhythm of your own heart. Each drop seemed to carry the weight of your sorrows, a relentless downpour of emotion cascading down upon you.
An inexplicable urge tugged at your soul, drawing you toward the terrace like a moth to a flame. With each step, the sound of rain grew louder, drowning out the cacophony of thoughts swirling within your mind.
Stepping out into the deluge, you were greeted by a torrential downpour that enveloped you in its embrace. Raindrops cascaded down your skin, mingling with the tears that streamed down your cheeks, until you could no longer distinguish between the two.
And as the storm raged on, you stood tall upon the terrace, a solitary figure amidst the chaos, finding solace in the simple act of surrendering to the rain. In its gentle embrace, you found peace, a glimmer of hope amidst the darkness, and the courage to face the dawn of a new day.
Heart pounding with dread, Chanbin dashed through the house, calling out your name in a frantic voice that echoed off the walls. Panic seized him as he realized you were nowhere to be found.
With trembling hands, he reached for his phone, fingers fumbling as he dialed your number. But the line remained eerily silent, your voice absent in the darkness.
His mind raced with fear and uncertainty as he bolted toward the terrace, each step heavy with dread. As he pushed open the door, his heart lurched at the sight before him.
There you stood, a solitary figure in the midst of the downpour, your nightgown clinging to your form, your hair plastered to your skin. The rain cascaded down your face, mingling with tears he could scarcely see in the dim light.
"[Your name]!" he called out, his voice cracking with emotion. But you remained motionless, lost in the storm raging within your soul.
With a surge of determination, Chanbin rushed to your side, his heart pounding with fear and relief. "Hey. Sunshine, it's me. Please, look at me."
He reached out, his hand trembling as he gently turned you toward him, searching your eyes for a glimmer of recognition amidst the turmoil.
For a moment, there was only the sound of rain, the weight of unspoken fears hanging heavy in the air. But then, as if awakening from a trance, you met his gaze, your eyes filled with a mixture of pain and relief.
"Chanbin," you whispered, your voice barely above a whisper. "I... I'm sorry."
He enveloped you in his embrace, the warmth of his presence a lifeline in the darkness. "Don't be sorry, Sunshine. I was just so scared. I thought I had lost you."
Tears mingled with rain as you clung to each other, the storm raging around you a testament to the depths of your shared pain and the strength of your bond.
In the embrace of the storm, Chanbin held you close, his arms a shelter against the torrential rain that poured down around you. With each droplet that soaked through his clothes, he could care less about the discomfort, for you were more important than the heavy downpour.
Time seemed to stand still as you stood together, the world around you fading into insignificance as you clung to each other amidst the chaos. In that moment, it was as if the universe had conspired to bring you together, to offer solace in the midst of turmoil.
In the silence between heartbeats, there was an unspoken understanding, a shared recognition of the depths of your bond. Words were unnecessary in the language of the soul, for in that moment, everything you needed to say was conveyed in the warmth of your embrace.
As Chanbin gazed into your eyes, his own reflecting a mixture of fear and devotion, you felt the weight of his emotions wash over you like a tidal wave. In that moment, amidst the relentless downpour, you could sense his fear of losing you, his Sunshine, his beacon of light in the darkest of storms.
You reached out, gently brushing away the tears mingling with raindrops on his cheeks, your touch a silent reassurance of your presence by his side. Despite the turmoil raging within him, you could see the unwavering determination in his eyes, a testament to the depth of his love and his resolve to never let you slip away.
With gentle ease, Chanbin scooped you up bridal style, his strength a comforting anchor amidst the turmoil of emotions. As he carried you inside, his movements were fluid, his determination unwavering in his quest to ease your burdens.
Setting you down gently in the bathroom, he gazed into your eyes, his own filled with tenderness and concern. With a tender touch, he brushed a stray strand of wet hair from your face, tucking it behind your ear with a gentle reverence.
Leaning in, he pressed a soft kiss to your forehead, his lips a whisper of warmth against your skin. In that moment, you felt a sense of calm wash over you, a quiet reassurance in the depths of his affection.
Turning his attention to the task at hand, Chanbin set about preparing a warm bath for you, his movements deliberate and methodical. 
As the water filled the tub, steam rising in tendrils to envelop the room, you couldn't help but feel a sense of gratitude for Chanbin's unwavering presence in your life. 
As Chanbin finished preparing the bath, he turned to you, ready to give you space, but you caught his shirt sleeve, halting his movement. His gaze softened as he met your eyes, sensing the depth of your need in that moment.
You took a deep breath, the weight of your emotions heavy in the air, and asked him in a voice barely above a whisper if he could stay with you. The vulnerability in your eyes spoke volumes, and Chanbin's heart swelled with a mixture of tenderness and resolve.
Without a word, he nodded, his expression filled with understanding and compassion. In that moment, he knew that you didn't need grand gestures or empty promises. All you needed was his presence, his unwavering support in the face of uncertainty and pain.
As you both stepped into the bathtub fully clothed, the water enveloping you in its warmth, Chanbin made you sit with your back resting agaist his chest. His hand found yours, fingers intertwining in a silent promise of solidarity and strength.
As the minutes stretched into eternity, you leaned into Chanbin's embrace, finding solace in the warmth of his touch. In his arms, you felt safe, cherished, and understood. And as you closed your eyes, allowing the weight of the world to melt away, you knew that with Chanbin by your side, you could weather any storm that came your way.
Once you were both clean and warm, Chanbin helped you out of the bath, his clothes and yours dripping with water. With a gentle touch, he wrapped a towel around you, the fabric warm and soft against your skin.
As he handed you another towel, his eyes filled with a quiet understanding, he turned away, giving you the privacy you needed to change into a clean and dry nightgown. His respect for your boundaries was a testament to the depth of his care, a reminder that he would always be there to support you, even in the smallest of gestures.
With trembling hands, you dried yourself off, the weight of the day still heavy on your shoulders. But as you slipped into the clean nightgown, the fabric soft against your skin, you felt a sense of renewal wash over you, a glimmer of hope amidst the darkness.
As Chanbin dried himself off and shed his wet clothes, he glanced around the bathroom, his eyes landing on your dresser where he knew you kept his emergency drawer full of clothes. With a knowing smile, he made his way to the drawer, pulling it open to reveal an array of his own garments neatly folded inside.
Among the familiar shirts and sweaters, he found a comfortable set of clothes, a reminder of the special bond you shared. With a sense of gratitude, he slipped into the dry attire, the fabric warm and comforting against his skin.
As he dressed, he couldn't help but marvel at the depth of your friendship, the way you had opened your home and your heart to him without hesitation. In moments like these, he felt a profound sense of belonging, a reassurance that no matter where life took him, he would always have a place by your side.
With a renewed sense of purpose, he stepped out of the bathroom, ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead, knowing that with you by his side, he could weather any storm that came his way. And as he made his way back to your side, his heart filled with love and appreciation for the unwavering support you had always shown him.
As you both settled into the comforting embrace of your bed, Chanbin's arms enveloped you in a warmth that chased away the shadows of doubt and fear. Nestled against his chest, you felt a sense of security wash over you.
In the quiet intimacy of the moment, you found the courage to speak the words that had been weighing heavy on your heart, the truths that had remained unspoken for far too long.
"Chanbin," you began, your voice soft yet filled with conviction, "there's something I need to tell you."
He listened attentively, his heart open to whatever you needed to share. His fingers traced gentle patterns along your back, a silent reassurance of his unwavering support.
"I.. I've been struggling," you admitted, your voice trembling with vulnerability. "With the weight of expectations, with the fear of failure, with the uncertainty of what lies ahead."
Chanbin's embrace tightened, his silent affirmation a testament to the depth of his understanding. "You're not alone, my sunshine," he whispered, his breath warm against your skin. "I'm here for you, always."
Tears welled in your eyes as you spoke of your fears and doubts, your hopes and dreams laid bare before him. In his arms, you found solace, a safe haven amidst the chaos of life's uncertainties.
"I don't know what the future holds," you confessed, your voice barely above a whisper. "But with you by my side, I know I can face whatever comes our way."
Chanbin's response was a tender kiss pressed to your forehead, a silent promise of his unwavering devotion. "Together, we'll weather the storms." he murmured, his voice filled with quiet determination. "Whatever lies ahead, we'll face it hand in hand, heart to heart."
In the quiet of the night, with the weight of the world pressing down on his shoulders, Chanbin poured his heart out to you. Despite the demands of his packed schedule, his thoughts always returned to you, his sunshine, the one who illuminated his darkest days and filled his life with warmth and joy.
With a vulnerability he rarely showed, Chanbin confessed the depth of his love for you, the fear that gripped his heart at the mere thought of losing you. Each word was a testament to the depth of his affection, a plea for understanding and acceptance in the face of uncertainty.
"[Your name]," he began, his voice tinged with emotion, "you mean more to me than words can express. Every moment we spend together is a gift, a treasure I hold close to my heart."
His confession poured forth like a river, each word carrying the weight of his love and devotion. He spoke of the moments you shared, the laughter and tears, the triumphs and challenges, all woven together into the tapestry of your shared journey.
"I can't imagine my life without you," he admitted, his voice raw with emotion. "You're the light that guides me through the darkness, the anchor that keeps me grounded in times of uncertainty."
As he spoke, his heart laid bare before you, Chanbin revealed the depth of his fears and insecurities, the uncertainty that gnawed at him when he thought of a future without you by his side.
As his confession drew to a close, Chanbin looked to you, his eyes filled with a mixture of hope and apprehension. In that moment, he bared his soul to you, trusting that you would understand the depth of his love and the sincerity of his words.
In the tender space between confessions and emotions laid bare, you found your own heart echoing the sentiments Chanbin had expressed. Tears welled in your eyes, a silent acknowledgment of the weight and beauty of the moment.
As Chanbin's words lingered in the air, your heart swelled with a mix of emotions – love, understanding, and a profound sense of connection. You were already crying, the depth of his vulnerability striking a chord within you.
In that delicate moment, as he shared his fears, hopes and love, you slowly reached out for him, your touch a gentle affirmation of your own feelings. His lips met yours in a sweet, lingering kiss, a silent exchange of emotions that needed no words.
Breaking the kiss, you whispered sweet nothings, your voice a soothing melody in the quiet of the night. "Chanbin, I feel it too," you murmured, your words a promise of your shared journey ahead.
In the soft glow of the room, amidst tears and tender kisses, you found solace in the embrace of a love that transcended fears and uncertainties. Hand in hand, heart to heart, you and Chanbin embarked on the next chapter of your intertwined story, a narrative shaped by the profound connection you shared. And as you lay there, entwined in each other's arms, you knew that no matter what challenges awaited, your love would be the anchor that steadied you through the storms of life.
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komatsuyuko · 2 days
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Finally announced!!!! I'm so excited~~~~!!!!
"A whisper, resonance , secret in spring" my new solo exhibition is in Seoul since next week! Please share it for me to your friends!I will be there at the opening for book sign and easy talk! This is a whole new exhibition with new love.
See you soon! Our Seoul soul friends!
[Exhibition Introduction]
This exhibition features the artist Peiyuuue, who is actively showcasing her works not only in Taiwan but also in Korea. The character 'Happy,' which appears prominently in the artist's works, may seem simple and innocent like a child's drawing at first glance, but it is actually the artist's closest friend and alter ego, supporting and encouraging her to overcome dark and difficult times. As a result, when looking at Peiyuuue's artwork, it feels as if the inner child within oneself is being comforted by a warm embrace. With the arrival of the gentle spring, may we encounter the 'Happy' within our hearts along with Peiyuuue's exhibition.
[Artist's Message]
Let's bask in the sunshine and fall in love with our shining self. 
The theme of this exhibition is consisting of three series of works. 
A whisper is a little secret told to you when someone whispers your name, a simple story started by self-talk. No matter what you like to do or what you are looking for, although there may not be an answer, the process is the scenery. 
Resonance lives up to its name, simple joy in its purest form. Small mosaics spell out your favorite happy moments this year. Having these joys gives breathing space in a busy life. Only when such happiness is constructed in life will we know that happiness is simple. 
Secret in spring is a series of paradises constructed under the artistic conception of spring. My world view is peace, contentment and joy.
If this is a world with only Happy, come in and take a look inside.
[Exhibition Event]
(1) PEIYUUUUE Exhibition Opening Event
Join us for the exhibition's opening event on Saturday, April 6th, on the PRNT 4th floor rooftop. From 3 PM to 5 PM, there will be an artist signing session, along with light refreshments.
*The reservation link will be released soon.
*Event schedule subject to change due to rain.
(2) PEIYUUUUE New Book and Merchandise Sale
(3) PEIYUUUUE x PRNT Collaborative Sticker Sale
[Exhibition Period]
April 6th (Sat) - April 28th (Sun), 2024
[Opening Hours]
Thu-Sun 2:00 pm - 6:00 pm
*Closed every Mon-Wed and on public holidays
[Exhibition Venue]
Manyang-ro 1-gil, Dongjak-gu, Seoul, PRNT 2F
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lurkingshan · 2 months
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For the trope ask game: 5, 9 and 13
Second Chance Romance
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Giving it up for my darling Our Dating Sim. This was a second chance romance in its purest form--a failed confession, a long separation, and a determination on half the pair's fault to address the pain and not miss their chance again. This show is such a perfect distillation of the angst and joy of this trope when done right, and it did it all so efficiently. Everyone go rewatch it right now!
Fake Dating
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This show is far from perfect (like, FAR), but man did it get this trope right. Maybe the most faithful version of the fake dating trope we've ever had in genre, and certainly the most successful. And I don't care what anyone says, Sarawat is a forever fav and I feel his frustrated yearning in my soul. The key to doing this trope well is that the fake dating should hurt--the pretending should blend into real feeling and there should be confusion and misalignment on that between the pair. That's the main narrative of the first 2/3 of 2G in a nutshell, so I will give them their flowers and pretend the rest didn't happen.
Grumpy/Sunshine
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Perhaps an out of the box choice given the tragedy at the core of Eternal Yesterday, but I think the way Koichi's uncomplicated optimism and hope spoke to Mitsuru's more cynical, dour personality was crucial to this story, even more so after Koichi's death. It was both a positive, in that it helped pull Mitsuru out of his dark place, but also a negative in that it caused communication problems because their very different personalities resulted in them sometimes misinterpreting each other in crucial moments. Ultimately, I think Mitsuru needed Koichi for balance, and that he had to find a way to go on without him just adds to the tragedy of their end.
Send me a number and I’ll post the best and/or my fave show that uses that trope
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ghoultrifle · 3 months
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ooooo ok trans ghoul thoughts/fiber artist Mountain.
So like with free time Mountain will kinda mess around with stuff like crochet, knitting, and eventually dips his toes into lacemaking. And it really takes off for him once his discovers the the pretty things he can make with lace. That leads into making lingerie.
And of course he'll make it for just about anyone in the pack. At some point everyone has their own personal set of lingerie made to compliment their bodies. From the colors that go ever so well with their skin tone, to which styles really accentuate each ghoul's features the best. Every single one of the ghouls have at least one set, aside from him.
He doesn't like the idea of it, not when he so desperately wishes for the perfect curves Cumulus has. Longs to have that beautiful cleavage that Cirrus has. He would give anything to look poetically delicate like Aurora. He couldn't bring himself the wear something like that when he doesn't look like them.
Each time any of them wear the things he makes them, he tries his best to shove aside the yearning that forms in the pit of his stomach to truly appreciate their beauty.
He wants to look like them.
At some point it occurs to him that maybe there's someone who understands what he's feeling. It takes him weeks to build up the courage to ask Sunshine how she figured out she was trans. Asking her about what her dysphoria was like. And just like that Mountain opens up a door that will lead to more happiness than they ever thought was possible.
EVERYONE HEAR IT FOR TRANSFEM MOUNTY !!!
she/they mountain my beloved. she's so fucking scared that night when she knocks on sunny's door. they almost run away after knocking but sunny's too quick to give her the chance. sunshine almost yanks them in by the ear once she sees the look on her face, like a lost puppy.
she's seen the way mountain looks at the ghoulettes; it's not like the guys, there's no lust to it, no, she can see the desire in their eyes. hilariously she lets mountain try on one of her bras (that she didn't care so much about) and it was awfully tight, but also gave mountain some cleavage because of it. sunny can see the way mount's eyes light up as she looks in the mirror, sees the contours on her chest. it's euphoria in its purest form <3
guhh i just love she/they mountain so fucking much and you're always welcome with more thoughts about her :))
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st4rryfics · 10 months
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Oneshot of Dream with a sunshine S/O please 💟
Our Shirt - SFW ☀️
cc!dream x gn!sunshine!reader
a/n: thank you for the request!! i just got to my hotel and will try to work on other stuff too but i figured i could do this one. this is my first time writing something longer so i hope it’s ok 😭 if there are any specific sunshine!reader prompts people would like, please lmk and i can probably write something better
Dream adores you. He loves the way you show him love in its purest form and find beauty in the simplest things. The way your eyes light up when you talk about your passions, the way you bring him rocks and flowers from the side of the road, the way you cried when Patches crawled into your lap for the first time. He adores it all. Everything about you makes him feel warm, as if your presence was the sunshine itself.
Dream was drawn back to the present as you returned to the movie room with snacks, a cat, and a shirt that clearly belonged to him. “Is that why you took so long?” He laughed and helped you with the snacks that were almost spilling out of your arms before giving you, and Patches of course, a gentle kiss. “And is that my shirt?”
“Noooo,” you giggled, setting Patches down. “It’s our shirt.”
“Ok, honey. Our shirt then,” he chuckled and pulled you into a tight hug, planting another kiss on the top of your head. “I think you look better in it anyway.” He loved seeing you wear his clothes, but more importantly, he loved seeing you happy.
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You are desire(2023)
They say sometimes home is a person , I feel sometimes even healing is love in fact the purest form of love - healing each other from traumas and emotional damages we never overcame alone.
You are desire is not a typical youth romance Chinese drama as it's name and backdrop suggests - it's so much more than it. More than the romance I see the companionship more than the cliches I see the comfort, more than the romantic moments I see their trust. These days whenever I feel anxious I just feel these drama heals in its subtle ways showing that you can overcome everything if you have the right people not necessarily always around you but in your heart too.
Sometimes you have to let go off the past and at other times you need to accept the situation you are in. It's beautiful even when two people are struggling they can be the sunshine for each other. I guess it's the silent message from this drama which has made me fall in love with it.
A TIGHT HUG FROM YOUR FAVOURITE PERSON IS ALL THAT YOU NEED!!!! This parallels are insane specially to think about its when one of them have a breakdown and the other comforts.
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munsonownsmyass · 1 year
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Staring into Ben Barnes eyes or Charlie Cox’s smile?
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I... But.... Ericca, this might be the meanest thing you've ever done to me... How am I supposed to choose?!
Would I rather look into the beautiful obsidian abyss or see sunshine in its purest form? Mean... mean, I tell you...
But I think I would choose Charlie's smile. As much as I would sell a kidney to look into Ben's gorgeous eyes, Charlie's smile just gives me so much serotonin. Couldn't live without that smiley baby ❤️
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bleakyblues · 1 year
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oh my god I swear my breath stopped when I got the new chapter notification. I loooooooved this chapter, like the way I can't stop thinking about kinn and porsche as persephone and hades? shaking screaming and crying <3
just everything about this chapter completely hit me, the reality of kinn loving porsche, how he'd rather be hated then put porsche at risk, how despite all this he can't keep himself away. God I love tragedy, can't wait to see what happens next (seriously my heart speeds up every time I think about this fic)
yes, Yes YESS! you don't know how excited this ask about the Persephone and Hades myth makes me. (mythology nerd here)
I am particularly obsessed with this myth for KP because on the surface it's a tale of cruelty right? Hades/Kinn (both of whom are lords of the 'underworld' wink, wink) drags poor, unwilling and bright like sunshine Persephone/Porsche down to the underworld and away from Demeter/family. Then when there's a chance to leave, he traps her/him with the fruit/ring. It is a tragedy in its purest form.
But then, when you read deeper into the myth you realise a few key points that are usually left out for a more palatable narrative -
1. Hades had three brothers (like Kinn) and like Kinn, he was the unwilling ruler of the underworld because he quite literally drew the shorter straw (perhaps the first one in mythological history even). He also genuinely loved Persephone - he never cheated and in some versions, gave her an out and an ability to leave by offering her only one seed instead of the whole fruit.
2. That you couldn't leave the underworld if you had underworld food was a very ancient law that predated even the Olympians so it is a bit weird that Persephone didn't know exactly what she was doing when she had that fruit, especially given that her mother was the fricken goddess of fruits. This is also a perfect analogy for Porsche, who, when he returned to Kinn for the last time and took the ring, knew exactly what he was getting into with the ring (i have a whole meta about it, you can read that one for more on the topic).
3. Persephone was actually called 'dread Persephone' by Hesiod in his Theogony and she was supposed to have been Hades' 'Queen' (laughs in chess) and his equal. She was Hades' most trusted advisor, the protector of his realm, the one who decided the cruelest punishments and had enough control on the ghosts to send them to the living world. That is practically the definition of what Porsche becomes by the end of the show because what else role he'd have as the head of the minor family who's duty is literally to do the dirty work of the major one.
3. Persephone's only known possible affair was with Adonis (Vegas anybody?) but that is also disputed because some claim she loved him like a mother, having raised him since he was a child, and not like a lover. So it was a rumour rather than the actual truth - just like Porsche and Vegas would seem to be to any unsuspecting bystander who wasn't aware of the whole situation.
4. Persephone was known to be a very, very jealous person (just like Porsche) and really, really petty because there was a nymph named Minthe who tried to seduce Hades so Persephone turned her into a mint plant just so she could stomp on it. Seems like the kind of a thing Porsche would do in fact.
There are other similarities out there but this is all I can remember off the top of my head right now. (Also, don't tell anyone but I might have a Hades-Persephone kp fic in the works ;)
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brooklynwildlife · 7 months
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Brooklyn wildlife summer fest
Here’s the link to buy your tickets
info about the event
ABOUT BWSF 2023:
Brooklyn Wildlife Summer Festival is an annual, diverse & synergistic, indoor and outdoor festival featuring some of the best Independent talent from New York and beyond. The goal of the event is to galvanize the Indie arts and music community and represent its flourishing cultural growth within Brooklyn, with a special focus on Bushwick.
BWSF 2023 is a true appreciation and celebration of Indie culture. We take an authentic approach to create the largest platform possible for artistic presentation without any corporate sponsorships or industry funding – only art, music and culture in the purest form. We focus on performers in the Brooklyn arts and entertainment scene and want to represent our community...we are lucky to have a large presence of international artists in Brooklyn, so the festival also includes performers and participants from all around the world.
WHAT WE DON'T WANT: Hate speech, Promotion of senseless or gratuitous violence, Exclusivity, Entitlement, Expression of privilege.
. . . Dates, addresses and performers listed below!
9/1 - Opening Night @ Brooklyn Music Kitchen—117 Vanderbilt Ave. Bushwick 
Grant Swift
Eb Rebel
Graphic Melee
Marcus Jade
Melissa Hunter Gurney
Mistha Dean
Modern Flame
Ryan - O'Neil
ViceVerses
No Show No Call
https://tinyurl.com/2b7jm76c For Event Details
9/2: GAMBA Forest— 630 Humboldt St. Greenpoint
OR NAH & Ronit Levin Delgado
kelly shaw nyala
Dan Gitlin
STAV G
ADE O.TONE
ALIXER 
Sunshine Monie El
Nomad N3
The Taste of Vomit 
Ananda Rose
Pheonix Out The
Dakota Smith
The Cannery
G.T. Arpe
MeccaGodZilla
ANTwontstop
C.Shreve the Professor
phil phlaymz 
ZILLY900
The IZM.
https://tinyurl.com/57bndzeu for event details
9/3 : Secret Sphinx Salon — 199 Richardson St. East Williamsburg
Adriana Adeline
Blacc Lotus, Soul Survivor
CallME TK
Chromoplast
Chrrry
Ryan Lucas
Sam Rosen
Millszy •
https://tinyurl.com/yrhmrpv8 for event details
9/4: The Living Gallery— 1094 Broadway, Bushwick
Coffee Nap
Fredrixthelive1 
Phantm Phuego
Complex Messiah
KNOWITALL 
Lex Rush
anna leah
The CHUNE Experience 
Jew Bitch Honey
elana 
Euphony
Mariah Eskoh
Mel Rosa
Danny Severance
Natasha Alexander
Ardamus
Patty Honcho
https://tinyurl.com/2p8k6vw2 For event details
9/5 - Pete's Candy Store— 709 Lorimer, Greenpoint
Cat Rickman
Chocolate Brown & Segami
The DarkDoves
Fancy Cat
https://tinyurl.com/3mh3rmcc for event details
9/6: The Deep End—1080 Wyckoff Bushwick
Mecca Shabazz /DECISIONS
Thorne Malik. (and the Deep Cuts)
DarkStarNoMercy
The Bumbling Woohas
Eliza and the Organix
LOST DOG
Pink Tacos
Cuddlebasstard
https://tinyurl.com/5f2vjhmu for event details
9/7: Becky's House — TBA
Real Clothes
Emmannuel and the unlimited Consciousness
Eush
Sara Clash
https://tinyurl.com/36tt6ey2 for event details
9/7: The Rack Shack—17 Thames St. Bushwick
Virginia Wagner
Queen of Love and Hope
SteV Obsidian
Fuck it’s Leslie
https://tinyurl.com/4p8eek9e for event details
9/7: The Love Gallery— Bushwick
B.Fortune
KNOBAD
Sam Nordlinger
Xtian Aki
Ductape Halo
Garrett Deming
Wade Wilson 
Kay Day
Kjindabuilding 
#JumpingGoats
ALIXER 
Doctor Breakfast 
JOATA
https://tinyurl.com/nka3tfzn for event details
9/8: IVy House Studios— Bushwick
Chris Conde
Parnhash
Homeboy Sandman
Kahlee
Mandella Eskia
Stay on Mars
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twistedtummies2 · 1 year
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The Devils I Know - Number 2
Welcome to “The Devils I Know!” For this spooky time of year, from now till Halloween, I’ll be counting down My Top 31 Depictions of the Devil, from movies, television, video games, and more! We’ve reached my second place choice in the countdown; this is our penultimate ranking! Today’s Devil proves that when you wish upon a star…your nightmares will come true. Number 2 is…Chernabog, from Fantasia.
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I talked about this character quite a bit before, a couple years ago, when I did my first ever October countdown, “31 Days of Disney Villainy.” Some of what I say here may end up being reiteration of what I said there and then, just to warn you all. Sometimes a character can become noteworthy almost without trying. Chernabog, the Devil of Bald Mountain from Disney’s masterpiece, “Fantasia,” is arguably an example of this. While his name is essentially a corrupted version of the title given to the Black God of Slavic Mythology, the actual CHARACTER of Chernabog is, without any argument at all, the Devil: he is literally referred to as “Satan himself” within the movie, Walt Disney himself referred to the character as The Devil, and so on. No matter which way you slice it, that is who this dark demon is in the original film, without a shadow of a doubt. And unlike all the other Devils on this list…Chernabog really doesn’t DO that much that is directly dangerous or destructive. “Night on Bald Mountain” is literally just a sequence basically showcasing a party in Hell. That’s really about it: he doesn’t form any evil plans, he doesn’t tempt any innocent beings to his side, he doesn’t try to take over the world…he’s just the Devil doing Devil things, so to speak. In a way, though, that’s exactly what makes Chernabog so great. We get to see not what the Devil does, with him, but more what the Devil IS. Chernabog may not do anything to directly cause trouble for any great hero or heroine, but he paints a portrait of purest, vilest evil, all without uttering a word. He forces his minions to dance for him, before heartlessly casting them into the flames just because he can. He creates things of beauty, just so he can change them into things of repugnance later. He is a being of pure careless cruelty, doing horrible things just for the sheer sake of it, without remorse, hesitation, or even much deep thought. Dominant villainy in its purest form. Ever since his creation, Chernabog has become something of a mascot for the Disney Villains lineup, and is widely regarded as one of the most powerful and monstrous villains Disney has ever created, all without facing a handsome prince or a beautiful maiden. He is simply evil incarnate, plain and simple, and that’s really all he needs to be. The character has popped up and been reimagined in numerous places since his debut in “Fantasia.” He’s a recurring boss battle in the “Kingdom Hearts” video games; he’s the leader of the Overtakers in the “Kingdom Keepers” novels; he’s a demon who devours those with dark hearts in “Once Upon a Time;” he’s even been made into a figure of parodical fun in “House of Mouse.” All of these appearances are interesting, but none have matched the raw power of Fantasia’s haunting imagery and resonant intensity. When I think of the Devil, and of imagery of Hell, “Night on Bald Mountain” is one of the first things I think of. That, alone, earns this monstrosity second place. Tomorrow is Halloween, and the countdown will come to a close. Who will be My Number One Devil? HINT: Sunshine is his destroyer. (Pauses) In hindsight, that applies to Chernabog, too…but I guess that will just make the number one SLIGHTLY more surprising. 😉
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mellifluous-skz · 2 years
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Lovers in the night
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Genre: Angst,Fluff,Fantasy AU
Word Count:1.4K
"Walk carefully,can you?" You shouted,glaring at the boy who was already walking away,without even sparing you a single glance.
"Lee Minho,you fucking bastard",you muttered, picking up your books clumsily.
You glanced down at your watch,and broke into a nervous run. Your lecture hall was quite a distance away,and you were already very late.
You stumbled in,shuffling into a seat at the very corner of the hall. You sighed softly,eyes searching for a certain brunette among the crowd of chattering students.
There he was,sitting on the other side of the hall,feet dancing to some noiseless beat.
Your yellow cardigan turned a bright pink,and a warm blush made its way up your cheeks. 
How you wished your feelings weren't so clearly visible to the human eyes. How you wished to keep this all as your little secret,a secret that both of you shared.
You really wore your heart on your sleeve.
There he was,the bane of your existence, yet the ray of sunshine in your clouded sky.
Lee Minho.
His tall,slender frame was thoroughly alluring,but it also irritated the living shit out of you.
His beautifully sculpted, stunningly perfect features were a treat for your eyes,but were also something you purposefully grumbled about everyday at the university.
He ignored and snarled at you right at your face during daytime,but kissed the cheeks of the very same face with pure fondness during the darkness of midnight.
If you were asked to define your relationship, you would say that you both were lovers in the night,but were also distant strangers in the light.
Why?
Because you both enjoyed it.
"Is it a one night stand thing?" asked Felix,a look of genuine concern spreading across his pretty features. 
You shook your head in denial,a bashful grin plastered on your face.
Felix sighed,as he handed you a bag of sour candies,"Whatever it is,make sure to not hurt yourself,okay? If something goes downhill,just give me a call and I'll crack that asshole's head open."
You giggled,hugging Felix tightly, "Thanks Lix. But I am sure that he would never do that."
You glanced at your watch again,and chuckled as you realised that the golden hour had already presented itself.
9 p.m. 
You unlocked the door of your apartment,only to be greeted by your nemesis in his purest form.
"Hi love," He stood up,engulfing you in a warm hug, "Missed me?"
"A lot," you sighed,burying your head in the crook of his neck, "How about we go out?"
"Out were the night becomes us,and we become the night?"
"Your wish is my command,sweetheart," He cooed,holding you as if you were his most prized possession.
Which you were.
An hour later,you both found yourselves on the topmost floor of the Namsan Tower,adrenaline rushing in your veins. 
You looked at Minho, the sight of him standing erect in the strong wind,hair adorably messed up,made the butterflies in your stomach go crazy. 
Your heart,as always,decided to operate against your will. That bastard of Minho really had you wrapped around his rather small fingers.
As Minho watched,the light blue of your floral shirt turned into a deep red,and your hair tumbled down from its tight bun on its own,as you facepalmed noisily.
Minho chuckled,leaning in to kiss your cheek tenderly. Even though your body clearly expressed your love for him,you were upset.
And he had sensed that.
"Y/n," He said cautiously, raking his fingers through your wind-swept hair, "Why so cold,my love?"
You smiled,motioning for him to sit down on one of the chairs, " Why? Because you understand all of this,all of us,while I understand nothing. It's just love for me, Why is it not so for you?"
"I can always tell you-"
"I don't want to know Minho. I'd like to go with the waves,I'd like to wonder," you said,grabbing him by his collar and closing the distance between your lips.
His brown eyes turned blue,and you felt his skin warm up under your grip. You pulled away,holding his hands tenderly.
Minho was scared. Scared of how your love was giving him life,while his love was taking your life away from you.
"Am I going too fast for you?" You asked,tears rolling down your cold cheeks.
"No you aren't. I want your love,every bit of it," He said,trying to blink back his own tears.
You both were the symbol of pain in each others lives,and that pain had melted away into pure ecstasy as soon as you both had locked eyes. It had felt sweet, it had felt wonderful.
"Why?"
"Because it's bad. It's like….it's like walking on broken glass,but all that pain is pleasure. Your love is my innocent pleasure,Y/n."
Minho's slender fingers wiped away all your tears,as his tears spilled onto his cheeks. You smiled,planting two sloppy kisses on his cheeks to ease the pain.
Minho wanted to study you,to understand you without any fail.
He did not want to play the role anymore. He wanted to be your lover.
"Do you ever look at me during the lectures,sweetheart?" He asked,peppering your face with soft kisses,"The professor hardly makes any sense when you are in the class,you know?"
You scoffed, running a hair through Minho's hair sweetly, "My eyes are fixed on you,darling. Every tiny move you make,every emotion you express,I watch it all."
"Can you at least pretend to look away? Someone might catch us," He smiled,warmth spreading through his cheeks. 
"I don't care about others. You know that I'll take what I can get,and that's a promise."
Minho laughed, lips upturned in a satisfied grin.
You both stood up again,two pairs of gleaming eyes reflecting the entirety of Seoul in them. 
Then,out of the blue,
Minho flinched.
He jumped messily,looking down at his sudden bare feet. There were shards of glass littering the floor,and as your name left his mouth,he stepped onto the broken pieces of glass ruthlessly.
And he laughed. A loud,joyful laugh full of unadulterated enjoyment,full of innocent pleasure escaped his lips,sending shivers down your spine.
As you tried to yank him back,a sudden force pried your mouth open,and beautiful sound escaped your pained lips.
You were singing.
You were singing like there was no tomorrow, like it was the happiest moment of your whole life. You were singing like a happy child,you felt like a little child yourself.
But the tears rolling down your cheeks told a totally different tale.
As you both slowly stopped,all the pain,pleasure and happiness vanished. All they left were two lonely souls,tied in an unforgivable bond of innocence, guilt and pleasure
Minho limped closer to you,pained whimpers escaping his swollen lips.
"We really do go repeating these ballads on and on,don't we?" He whispered,lacing his fingers tightly with yours, "Any other promises,darling?"
"I want to cling to you all night long,love. Just promise me that you will do the same,that you won't leave me," you cried,as you watched Minho's eyes slowly turn red,and your heart thumped in delight.
He had finally given in.
"I will."
Minho pulled you in for one last kiss,as the ballads commenced again,but this time,the pain was shared equally. Two bodies,separated by disdain,were brought together by the love of their pain,and the universe seemed to be happy by that.
You dreaded mornings,but as long as you were with him for the whole night,they didn't hurt at all.
Honestly, they were far,far gone.
"Hey, asshole! Can you stop pushing me every time I am walking down a corridor? Unlike YOU, my time is precious to me." You growled,grabbing the atrocious boy's wrist before he could walk away without apologising. 
"If your time is so precious to you," He spat,voice dripping with pure venom,"Then try coming here earlier, I guess? Waking up right before the bell rings,have some fucking shame."
"I hate you,you know that?" You sneered,your grip on his wrist tightening by each passing second. 
"Right back at you," He snarled,yanking his hand back.
As you both turned away in two different directions,a similar warm feeling spread across your chests while a genuine smile tugged at your lips.
You both muttered the same words under your breath,giggling into your hands secretly.
"We don't need to put a label on it, do we now?"
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xorobyn · 10 months
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In the depths of my heart, where love once bloomed,
I find myself now, consumed by gloom.
For you, my dear, have caused me pain,
Yet, my love for you still remains.
Through tear-filled nights and sleepless days,
I've wrestled with emotions in countless ways.
But amidst the anguish, a truth shines clear,
I cannot deny the love that brought us near.
Though you're departing, leaving me behind,
I'll carry the memories, the moments entwined.
Each laughter shared, each touch so sweet,
They etched their mark, a love's heartbeat.
I won't deny the hurt, the wounds so deep,
But beneath it all, my love, I'll keep.
For love is not only sunshine and glee,
It's endurance, forgiveness, and empathy.
Though our paths may part, and tears may flow,
I'll bid you farewell, with a love that will grow.
May you find solace on your chosen road,
And may your heart find peace, a gentle abode.
Remember, my love, I'll forever cherish you,
Despite the pain and the tears we've been through.
In this farewell, I offer forgiveness true,
And wish you happiness in all you pursue.
For I've learned that love, in its purest form,
Transcends the hurt, and can still transform.
And so, I bid you farewell, with a bittersweet smile,
Knowing that my heart will mend after a while.
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celestiasophie · 2 years
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"Saeran, have you ever wondered why I agreed to be your game tester without much fuss back then?"
They were laying on the couch while sipping lemonade juice all day since it's burning hot out there. Saeran looks up from his phone with a slightly perplexed look on his face. What an unexpected question, he thought. He's always open to talk about the past with her but somehow, he gets a strange feeling that this conversation will take a different course this time.
"Hmm... I always thought it's because you like and trust me from the start?" She smiled faintly at his teasing but the serious glint in her eyes makes him sit up and think about a more appropriate answer to give her.
"To be honest, I'm a bit surprised when you said yes so fast. I thought I'd have to convince you for a while before getting you to agree. But I'm happy since the plan is going smoothly so I never think much of the reason behind it." He said truthfully.
She nodded at his answer without any words. But Saeran knows there's an unspoken thought laying underneath. That faraway look in her eyes says it all. He takes a gentle hold of her hands and places a soft kiss on them, watching as the blush slowly creeps up her cheeks. "But I'd be glad to hear your reasons now if you're willing to share it with me, my love."
She bite her lower lips while avoiding his gaze, contemplating whether it is okay for her to share something that she's been keeping for so long. She silently cursed herself for asking the question in the first place, knowing damn well it would be reflected back at her.
Saeran, who senses the hesitation that flicked in her eyes slowly rubbed the back of her hand to soothe her nerves. "I will never judge you if that's what you're thinking. You never judge my past actions and I promise I will do the same to you."
She nodded at his reassurance and took a deep breath before looking at him once again. "If I said that I just want to be taken care of for once... would you believe me?" She nervously fidgeted with her fingers for a while before continuing.
"I had a big fight with my parents that day and I... got rejected from my dream university. My result is not good enough to get chosen even though I worked so hard for it. I feel like my future shattered into pieces but no one seemed to recognize that. So, I was a bit lost when I was sitting alone at the cafe. And then you came to me, offering a getaway that I desperately needed from all the conflicts in my head..."
He hummed a little while she was recounting her stories, indicating that he was listening to every single word that leaves her mouth.
"You keep saying that I'm your true salvation, but did you know that you're the one who saved me too that day? Sure, it's not all sunshine and rainbows at Mint Eye but in the end... you did save me, Saeran. More than anyone ever did. You..."
You pulled me out of the darkness when others don't even bother to check on me. You're the home I've been searching for years, ever so warm and cozy at the end of my tiring day. You are never the darkness, even as Ray and the angrier you. You've always been the light waiting to be discovered. For me, you are the epitome of love in its purest form. You're the brightest star in my heart, always guiding my way when life makes me tired and exhausted.
You're both my weakness and strength, and I wouldn't change it for anything. There's never a safer place for me other than in your arms. Your unwavering love keeps me alive all this time. You saved me, figuratively and literally. You always did. I... I want to stay by your side forever. I love you. I love you more than the skies and seas and everything in between. Can you feel what I want to tell you, my Saeran?
The hidden, endless words keep spilling out of her head without warning. She didn't even realize she was crying until Saeran's delicate fingertip touched the corner of her eyes and wiped the tears away. There were so many things she wanted to say to him but somehow, the words seemed to be stuck in her throat.
She's never been good at letting her emotion out to anyone. She's so used to putting up the all-is-well face for the public eyes to see. That's why it always caught her off guard whenever Saeran can see right through her deepest emotion without any problem. It's like he's gazing right into her bare soul and the thought makes her feel both relieved and furious simultaneously.
"I know. You love me just as much as I love you. You don't have to say anything, my love. I'm here and I'll always be there for you. We're both free now so nothing's going to hurt us as long as we're together." Saeran murmured against her and gently pulled her tense body in his embrace, rubbing her back with so much care and affection.
She leaned into his touch and let all her senses filled with the love of her life. His warmth, his touch, his scent. Saeran's white shirt always smells like flowers and she always finds it comforting whenever she needs to ground herself. How in the world that she could be so lucky to have a man called Saeran Choi as her lover?
"...You'll stay with me?" She buried herself deeper into his arms. She knew the answer, but she asked him anyways.
"Until the very end." He reciprocates her action, holding her just as close. His answer is always the same every time, and no hesitation can be found in his voice.
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