#the interactions between these two are gonna be interesting

[amurih]

So, I’ve though about it more, and so far it’s the leave scene. Came up with two ways Narinder’s Snap could work: CALM and BOLT.

CALM

In this scenario of his SNAP, I would think of it as a slow turn towards the cult members and start walking out the temple.He would then begin to remove all the jewelry, flowers, head dress, veil, and the ornate robes down the aisle piece by piece. The cult is confused as to what is happening and begin to stand, the lamb is confused as to why Narinder is leaving and begins to follow him out onto the grounds. Lamb would start questioning as to where do they think he’s going, and either Narinder stays silent and keeps walking, or just plainly tells them that he would rather be free of the lamb than be jailed to a new golden cage and disappears from the grounds into the wilderness.

I would expect the whole cult to witness this interaction following their leader out of the temple. I would also think that there are the members that know the nature of Narinder since witnessing the final battle to be so spiteful to bring some of their opinions out into the open then and there. Could have some of them be interested that now they have a chance with the lamb with the object of their affection and devotion has rejected them.

BOLT

As the name suggests BOLT is what happens. The fight or flight to get away kicks in. Maybe the lamb predicted that Narinder would do something towards them, but not like this. The adrenaline is pumping and the cult audience is getting a bit too close to the couple up at the alter. Next thing we know Narinder is running towards the entrance to the temple. The cult is trying to keep Narinder from escaping, they pull and grab like souls in the Styx river as they try and drag him back. Narinder would claw attack his assailants trying to get away, the garments and ornaments are ripped, tossed, and destroyed in the attempt of escaping. A wild beast he has resorted to. Tearing through the cult grounds and destroying all obstacles in the way. Maybe grabs a weapon on the way out in case someone goes for another grab. At the entrance to the grounds there would be a final confrontation between Narinder and the lamb before dipping out.

“I knew you were gonna pull something on me, but I didn’t expect this.” “ Leave me alone! Haven’t you done enough to me as is?! What is it that you want from me now? You taken my crown, my domain, the cult I told you to build for me and now what. Ownership of me? This body? Am I to become just a plaything that you get to boss around?” “That’s not-” “ Enough! I will not listen to you anymore. I’ve listened to you for too long and still you think after this betrayal that I would continue to listen. You will not become my new jailer, nor will I be bound to invisible chains you so want to put on me in this golden prison!” — something like that I guess. *shrugs*

I’m gonna go back to daydreaming now.

#cotl #cotl au #cotl lamb #cotl narinder #could also include: #narilamb

[the-spam-specialist]

“Party Corner” Preview

Because I can’t stop myself

Summary: There’s a party at Dedede Castle and Magolor is surprised to get an invite. When he arrives however, his nerves get the better of him when he finds himself surrounded by people he doesn’t know. He retreats to a isolated corner where he plans to hide, but it turns out this corner is already occupied. By Meta Knight. 

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Magolor slowly backed into his new little safe space. He focused on his breathing. It was alright. This was just another new thing he would have to get used to. Add it to the pile. Still, he didn’t think he would be so overwhelmed by something as simple as a party. Being surrounded by unfamiliar faces certainly didn’t help. 

He put on the Master Crown and fought the universe’s greatest hero without hesitation but found himself cowering at a party. Wow, he really was pathetic

. He kept backing up into the corner, muttering to himself. 

“Okay okay, it’s all okay. All I have to do is wait in this corner until the party is over. Or until it’s appropriate to leave. Easy? Easy. Just me and my corner.”

The mage thought his back finally hit the wall, but he knew something was off when it was cold. And metal. And round. 

“I’m afraid this corner is occupied.” 

Magolor resisted the urge to scream. But he still borderline jumped out of his skin. He recognized that voice, and turning around let his eyes confirm his suspicions. 

“Meta Knight?!”

The masked knight was idly standing in the corner, his cape wrapped around him. He nodded at the mage, speaking flatly, “Magolor.” 

Magolor was quickly becoming flustered under Meta Knight’s harsh stare, “Wh-What are you doing here?!” 

“I was invited.” His voice remained neutral, though there was a slight air of tension around him. He narrowed his eyes a bit. “Did you not expect King Dedede to invite me?”

“No no no, it’s not that, it’s just, um…” Magolor’s back wasn’t facing the corner but he still felt backed into one. He didn’t mean for his question to sound so rude. He rubbed one of his ears as he tried to save himself in this conversation. “You don’t seem like a party type of person. That’s all.” 

A moment of silence passed by. The tension in the air was so thick that the mage was tempted to try and cut it with a knife. Meta continued to stare at him and it made him beyond nervous. 

Magolor’s relationship with Meta Knight was…complicated. Out of everyone he betrayed, Meta was the one who rejected his return the most. And while the knight claimed to have forgiven him, Magolor couldn’t help but doubt that he was offered true forgiveness. Why else would he be the target of these nerve-wracking glares?

Meta Knight had been the most suspicious of him during the Master Crown scheme. Maybe he shouldn’t be surprised about the knight giving him the cold shoulder. 

Though, despite the tense silence between them, Meta Knight’s glare did soften up a bit as he finally spoke up. 

“Hm. A fair observation, I suppose. It’s true that I am not an outgoing person. But I theorize that we came to this event for the same reason.”

Magolor tilted his head, “Same reason?” 

“We came because Kirby wanted us to.”

#kirby #kirby fanfic #kirby fanfiction #magolor #magolor fanfic #magolor fanfiction #meta knight #meta knight fanfic #meta knight fanfiction #the interactions between these two are gonna be interesting #but entertaining #don't worry Meta Knight softens up over the course of the fic #like a neutral to friends slow burn

[lisbonsteresa]

[through gritted teeth] i am so normal about this

#no no no it's just like.... #the difference between just these two instances from s1 to s3 is FASCINATING to me #he's not asking in the first he's just stating a fact and he's having his belief confirmed #(by a man who's now almost definitely going to be in jail for the rest of his life - #the less extreme of the worst case options jane's had in his head but still nothing to scoff at) he's told with passion and conviction that #the revenge was worth the cost; that he doesn't regret it in the slightest; that it was 'redemptive') #and that's exactly what jane thinks that's what he's built his life around for the past - at least 5? - years #but he IS asking in the second; it's years after the first and he's not the same man he was then #he does still believe in vengeful justice i think but it's not just him that he has in mind now #there's other people to consider - people that found their way into his head and his heart (despite any of his efforts to the contrary) #and he's asking this question to a man who's just been cleared of all charges (were they murder charges? idk i need to watch that ep again) #it's not just him he's thinking of now and it's not just the most concrete costs either #it's....idk it's a shift from the objective costs to the emotional costs; it's the shift from being told to asking i'm just obsessed #(also interesting that these are both men when the only time i can think of off the top of my head where he has this kind of interaction #with a woman is the s1 country club episode? the one with liz forbes? where she breaks down and says it doesn't change a thing #that's a completely new tilt to it too that's something to consider all of this actually has no point but where else am i gonna say it) #tm

[ghostoffuturespast]

Being a writer is weird.

#it's tough fighting that human visual bias on a platform like this #my queue ran out and i haven't posted any vp because i was trying to crank out that last chapter for my long fic #and like i get it maybe most people aren't interested in reading it #different strokes for different folks #but like the discrepancy between how people interact with photo vs writing posts is wildly disheartening sometimes #and i've been see-sawing back and forth all day about this #riding high and wallowing in the mud #this is literally the creative project that i've been pouring myself into for the past month and a half every spare moment i have #and i've been doing this for the past year and a half #it's weird pouring so much love into something when the vast majority of people won't even give it two seconds #i love writing but it is also a mentally exhausting craft and people don't seem to acknowledge that for some reason #it's why i try to reblog stuff from my writing mutuals when i see it because it's usually the artwork that gets the least amount of love #anyway just felt like getting that off my chest #i'm sure my fellow writers can commiserate too #i'm not mad or anything i just had thoughts and perhaps voicing them is better then stewing on them i suppose #also i feel bad for not reading more stuff from other people but i've got like zero beans to give atm #no need to worry or anything i'm still gonna keep writing and posting my shit #more vp comin in over the weekend #also god the new tumblr ui for desktop is fucking ugly absolutely atrocious #man i really don't want to have to set up shop on another social media outlet it's tiresome #i don't want to keep up i just want to blog in peace

[whysamwhy123]

Re-watching the one time Ricky and Christian teamed and lamenting about What Could Have Been.

#*wails* WE COULD HAVE HAD IT ALLLLLLLLLL #And remember like a month ago now when it seemed like they were gonna team up again? #Because Ricky came out during the opening promo to side with Christian (the time where Edge was an asshole to him) #And then later in the night he helped Christian retain #Which made it seem like there was gonna be a more longer term alliance there #Between one half of tag champs/one of the biggest stars on Collision and essentially the top heel champ in the company #Which would have made for a potential interesting storyline #But then nothing happened? They never followed up on it and the two of them haven't interacted at all since then? #So Christian got sectioned off in his own storyline with Edge #While Ricky (and Bill) are relegated to being background players in the tag division despite being the champs #Because they have fuck all to do with the faction warfare story going on between FTR/BCC/HoB/LFI #And are probably going to lose their belts at Full Gear making their whole title reign a huge waste of time #Ricky (and Bill) REALLY could have benefitted from a team-up/storyline with Christian #But nope! TK stopped giving a shit about that potentially interesting story the second Bryan Danielson got injured #Because Tony is apparently incapable of caring about a storyline that doesn't revolve around Bryan Danielson or Adam Cole #But hey at least we've got Ric Flair now! 😀 #Siiiiiiiiiiiiiiiigh #I know I'm being a huge bitch here like WAAAAH why didn't the person I like get a fun storyline?? #But...I'm just struggling to find much to like in AEW right now and it's such a drag #I was hyped for Ricky/Christian but I guess I was one of the only ones in that regard #Just my luck LOL The life of a rarepair shipper is pain and suffering

[waytoobsessed]

My mom LOVES doctor who. I've never watched a single episode lmao

Anyway WEEEEE LETS GOOOO

It’s top tier would recommend

#rambles #ngl i’m kinda tired of people tryna romance the doctor. #like he’s not gonna accept it stop KISSING HIM ON THE FIRST EPISODE COMPAINIONS. #i get it. he’s cool. now enough #Thats why i kinda prefer rory and amy as companions because it focused more on not romacing the doctor! #Plus it was super neat watching the interactions between river song and the doctor #is so wonky and neat. #i wanna watch it from rivers timeline because it seems quite fascinating. because the first time the doctor and her meet? #ough i can’t spoil but it is a really interesting idea to play with a relationship with the additional of timelines #friendship or love. it’d be interesting. you two could meet and on one side you’re besties and on the other? a complete stranger

[inexpressiblybeautiful]

Sherlock and Irene: *are going through emotional turmoil*

Mycroft:

#Honestly I'm kind of sad that we don't talk about him during this scene #When it's so goddamn funny 😂 #Even the scenes before he was already absolutely devastated #Like when he got Moriarty's message #Man just wanted to solve his problems with cake #lol #And on the plane too #Mycroft at the start: Lmao Imma just gonna tell my little brother about this woman. Nothing bad can come out of this. #*6 months later* #Mycroft: FUCK NO... NO... NOOOOOO #And then he had to deal with these two in his own home #I'm sure he just wanted to chill down after a busy day #Thanks S & I #Now he be standing there like '🧍‍♂️' nearly the whole time #Waiting for them to resolve whatever the fuck is between them #Which is kind of interesting #Cuz unlike John he never got to see them interact with each other irl #Like he just wasn't there until now #Then this scene happened and he was probably confused a bit cuz 'Wait she be actually liking you?' #'Why?' #'I mean good for me but the fuck is happening??????' #Also just seeing his brother being like THAT #'Is he really in love or...????' #No wonder he didn't think that Sherlock wouldn't save her in Karachi #He wasn't there during their numerous eye fucking like John #Not like he needs it #I also like how he was the one who was present during this super important scene in both Sherlock's and Irene's lifes #Big Brother looking after his little brother and The Woman who is known for using other people's feelings against them #But you were so wrong about Sherlock's feelings Mycroft #Ofc he went to Karachi and he ATE... ugh there is no more space left for tags... shame

[clockworkcheetah]

wouldve been hilarious if todd met bart in s1 because he needs money and she casually owns a shit ton

#she wouldve given it to him cause i doubt she really needs it #bart and todd have potential friendship tbh #like the monent between todd and ken in 1x08 i kinda feel is todd clocking bart #like he knows shes just doing what the universe asks and shes weird #so he doesnt have any antagonistic feelings towrds her like dirk and farah (understandably) do #like in s2 he clearly isnt scared of her at all and he just interacts with her like anyone else #granted they dont interact much #i could see it in potential later seasons tho #cause dirk and farah arent gonna be interested with her in their lives #and yeah maybe todd wouldnt cause he values those two way more #but idk he goes along with shit with a lot of ease especially in s2 #so i think he would listen #to whatever hypothetical situation that causes her to show up

[crossbackpoke-check]

what are ur thoughts on the winners room trope?

ooooo okay surface level analysis: i like winner’s room fics :)

etwas tieferes: i think it’s cool that it’s (afaik) unique to hockey fandom and i enjoy the way it integrates a lot of unspoken rules in hockey with desire/makes them a physical/tangible reality… also the narrative potentials/world-building it opens up can be fun because there’s not really a set of rules for the “winner’s room” trope. are there in-universe rules? who gets chosen? who’s exempt? who gets to pick? where’s it going down? is it the entire room or one guy? what if your (ex)boyfriend is on another team? does somebody need to be taught a lesson or do you need to remind someone who got traded you still love them? also, most important, winner’s room gives you the chance to put two random-ass guys you saw interact for 0.002 seconds and went “hmmm. interesting” about into a Situation and i love that

#yeah buddy!! i love answering questions!!! unironically i have so many opinions!!!! #refraining from putting this in the main text but had to go: yeah who doesn’t love a good g*ngb*ng #it also doesn’t just have to be a bunch of dudes fucking though per always: i think winner’s room fics can bring up interesting dialogues #about the idea of bodily autonomy and self-sacrifice or sacrifice in sports #every fic can utilize a trope their own way so you might have lighter versions or heavier versions and #tw: sa #dub-con/CNC elements which. given the truth of SA and abuse in hockey it’s valuable to have tools to explore and i feel like i need to #address that when i talk about this? obvi dead dove do not eat for some fics re:winner’s room but i think a lot of them do talk about #control and power to some extent if you were to do a deep literary analysis. which we don’t need to. sometimes it’s enough to read a fic one #time because you liked the main pairing and didn’t know SHIT about the flyers and then come back to it years later and absolutely lose your #goddamn mind about the fact that actually you DID know about travis konecny before you thought you did and at one point there were all these #guys that you now know and love who were just like. random fuckers in the sides of the fic. i tend to do that a lot bc i will read for #nearly everything (if i love u. i will read your works even if i don’t know anything about the fandom and also i am always willing to jump #on new ships) so also tangentially i think winner’s room fics are a lot of fun because you can see a lot of different interactions between a #lot of guys like not only is it this guy and this guy but also this guy and that guy and these two interacting around the sacrifice etc etc #tangled web many layers und so weiter. not sure if any of that makes sense but also i’m gonna tag for mentions of sa/wjc/hockey canada stuff #i don’t even really know if winner’s room functions as well even in other sports bc of the Team Identity in hockey & cultural context #liv in the replies #winner’s room can be layered with SO many other kinks and tropes and aus and also just like. i like it & that’s probably all i needed to say #also obvi re: rules for trope there aren’t ever any there’s just some popular variations and we can kinda see some of those forming #but i’m not even sure if winner’s room has its own tag on the archive? i’d have to check i know i have a few saved in my bookmarks at least #OH also if you made it this far. wasn’t sure if this was like a ‘do u got recs’ or a ‘what’s your moral stance’ or ‘hey is this something ur #into’ so. good faith good vibes y’all and if this wasn’t what u meant please elaborate the question i do love answering things #ty for the ask!!!! #for the record i do watch hockey like the leonardo dicaprio pointing meme finding milliseconds of interaction to go HAHA GAY NARRATIVE about

[0boko]

god. i cannot Stop thinking about P03. i’m on mental lockdown until this fucking robot is done poking at my brain and judging me for thinking only in shitposts and memes

#god. i need to play inscryption so bad. #the idea of the two of us immediately agreeing to work together when i don't sacrifice him in the stoat card. #i'm immediately ride or die in this scenario because it's literally my only shot at freedom [until i meet the other scrybe cards] #while he was initially going to use me just to get what he wanted in act 3 BUT.. he gets attached :] #because i suck at card games and take his advice very seriously and try not to sacrifice him.. it's a stark contrast between.. #..kaycee and me. God. kaycee. kaycee is SO interesting. but that's for another infodump. #ANYWAY. p03's not at all used to someone interacting with it with sincerity and curiosity and it throws him for a loop #YES he's an ass and there are a LOT of instances where we butt heads and and get into fights. #leshy was gonna put me in a goat card for a Reason lmao #BUT YEAH. in the end he decides not to go with the great transendence because he realizes the OLD_DATA can harm humans. and while he doesn' #really Care about humans.. this person in front of him is Very Much human and. despite her being strange and intense.. she's been Nice. #so he's internally like 'F%!. GOD. DAMN IT.' #like 'Ugh FINE. i won't do it. you better be grateful. -_-' #he's such a fun character. he's so full of sassiness and pettiness but you get fun glimpses into what he's like when he's not in a Situatio #GOLLY is very. very interesting.... #also. this robot is trans. he/it ftw #[katie's infodumping]

[paupelou]

.

#only thing im gonna say is about how it's interesting to look at engagement and how its formated by how the apps are made too #like the implementation of like in instagram stories reduced the amount of interactions you had with someone you follow #for example before reacting to a story would 'force' a one to one interaction between the two parties #now you can just like and go on with your day #its the whole expansion of passive actions #screaming about the domestication of our minds under capitalism #im making little sense but this is my blog

[caramelmochacrow]

ok maybe my idea of hiiro helping shinobu w getting ready for a date w kyoko will Too Amazing. because. like.

hiiro is someone who likes being relied on, she really likes helping people even if that sometimes means putting them before her.

shinobu is someone who doesnt like asking for help because of her pride, she sees getting help as something a bit embarrassing.

shinobu going to hiiro for help for this will be both super personal and meaningful to hiiro because she knows that shinobu is very prideful also bc this is something that involves a very personal thing to shinobu (a date w kyoko)

shinobu is someone who doesnt like trying new things, if she sees nothing wrong w the present then she wont change it. (this is evident in the unit stories, especially the first one.)

hiiro is someone she can trust bc nagisa knows her and knows what kind of person she is. so she'll know what kind of things she likes and dislikes. but that doesnt mean hiiro will know everything abt shinobu so they both need to communicate in some way.

blah blah blah, very cute things happen, blah blah blah, hiiro notices some similarities between her and nagisa, blah blah blah, the fact that shinobu kind of wants to change up her style just for a date w kyoko makes hiiro go all 'awww that's so sweet' and blah blah blah u get the jist.

#crow talks #d4dj #d4dj groovy mix #shinobu inuyose #hiiro yano #im not tagging kyoshino #i get very analyse-y when im sleepy for some reason #i might start writing it later #just a draft of it and such #maybe will do it w the other fic ideas i have in the future as well #but this one and the saki shinobu and maho one is something i want to do especially. #i really want to explore relationships in d4dj romantic or not #so many interesting things that could be explored between two characters that might not have much interactions! #(looks at saki maho and shinobu) #(looks at rinku ibuki and kyoko) #something abt the fact that ibuki is a very hardworking person to the point she sometimes overworks herself having to learn how to relax #w rinku (someone who is very chill and lax) and kyoko (someone who knows when is the right time to relax and go crazy hardworking) #is making my brain go nutsy koo koo #gonna stop talking now bc i might ramble on and on forever

[transmascnepetaleijon]

something my social media break showed to me was how much time i actually spend just mindlessly scrolling tumblr, so now im actually in the journey to minimize that

#like its one thing to spend 4 hours playing videogames or reading or writing or just laying around but its an other thing to spend 4 hours- #- literally just. starring at my screen. pressing buttons. reading shit ill forget about in 2-3 minutes. #it made me realize im kiind of wasting time on here #im not gonna completely cut away all social media in my life no thats kind of stupid #but also maybe i should modify how i interact with it idk. my style of blogging is pretty cool i think i just come here and Say Things #and i enjoy it but like... man i dunno its getting on my nerves cus i want to do other things im restless #its probably help me with y mental shit too if i got more out there instead of being cooped up into my internet sphere #*maybe* the optimal decision would be to i dunno really put into perspective that this is INTERNET stuff and that i should prioritize - #NON INTERNET stuff. like sure i post everyday i reblog and i interact and shit but my main sphere*shiuld not* be in here #thats really hard tho. i dont feel connected with who i am irl cus uuuhhhh closeted trans teen #and hearing people refer to me as a girl with girl name and girl actions and girl everything is. it really sucks. #sure being a gnc bi girl is a pretty cool thing i dont really feel awful about it #it just puts this barrier between how i see myself and how others see me which granted will always exist but the distance between the two #is so big that it straight up feels like im roleplaying someone else sometimes #i should not this down for when i get another therapist i think thisd be a very interesting thing to talk about fr #**note #ah i dunno. many struggles going on in my life and none of them end up being in focus so it all feels like a web of discomfort #im done talking about this now peace #txt

[quil12]

The summary for the last fic I posted is genuinely the best summary that I've ever written and I can't stop rereading it

#normally im so bad at writing them #like i can give a description of the story #but it never flows super well like a summary should #but this one just hit #idk #i just did it so well #and i actually reads like a real summary #its a p2 post canon fic #and its splitting the focus between the is and ep timelines #and im just enjoying it #i think the one with the ep timeline is gonna be slightly more interesting #but the is one should be fun too #its a tatsujun fic and the ep part of it is just about jun remembering #all while interacting with the version of tatsuya in that timeline #there may or may not be romance between the two of them too...

[killinfate]

MORNINGS. (spoilers)

(found the gif on pinterest but the link said it was from tumblr and idk the acc that posted so if anyone knows lmk pls!)

MIKE SCHMIDT X READER

— AFTER THE INTERESTING EXPERIENCE AT FREDDY FAZBEAR’S PIZZERIA, MIKE’S LIFE WAS COMING TOGETHER.

Mike’s younger sister Abby remained in his custody, William was dead, Vanessa was receiving treatment in hospital, his mind was no longer plagued with the same repetitive nightmare and he’d finally gotten another job with no hiccups so far. He’d also got you.

You stayed over frequently and Abby adored you. You originally began as her babysitter, living conveniently next door. Mike asked you to babysit her and the two of you grew closer from then on yet there was attraction evident between each interaction. It was only until Mike’s experience at the pizzeria was when he finally spoke upon his interest in you, his near death experience making him more decisive and slightly more confident than he was before.

Luckily, this new job required no night shifts. However, he did have to wake early.

The alarm clock chimed at 6 o,clock sharp and he groaned, reaching over to the alarm clock to turn it off with his free arm, the other arm firmly wrapped around you.

He sighed before bringing his head back down to rest against the pillow and hold you closer, wrapping both his arms around you now. One of your legs rested over his waist and your arms rested loosely at his sides. Mike never pictured himself in love or to find it; never finding himself social enough to do so. You were his neighbour and he was obligated to be friendly to you in a sense but to develop a relationship with you was completely different.

He slowly opened his eyes, his hand coming to caress your hair. Your brows furrowed and your eyes remained closed, slightly annoyed he’d woken you up.

“Just because you’re in work early doesn’t mean I am.” You mumbled. A quiet laugh left Mike’s lips and his eyes widened slightly. “Damn, didn’t think you’d be that grumpy about it.” He replied, his voice slightly hoarse and sleepy.

“I wanted to say bye before I go.” Mike tells you, waiting for your eyes to open.

“Well goodbye.” You groan, turning over and leaving Mike’s embrace, your back now facing him. He sighed before wrapping his arm around your waist once more and laying closer to you. He sat up a little, enough to lean over and press a tender kiss behind your ear and neck. For someone who had lacked in relationships and physical touch he surely knew how to show affection.

“That was a shitty goodbye.” He tells you and a smile graces your lips at the disappointment evident in his voice.

“Come on.” He tugged at your shoulder lightly. You turned over and now lay on your back. Your eyes opened and met Mike’s deep brown ones. He was propped up on his arms, leaning slightly over you.

He looked to you, a soft smile on his lips before he leaned in and pressed his lips to yours. Your eyes closed once more slowly and your hands came to caress his face, your fingers gently running over his cheeks. His hand brushed past the shirt you wore, coming to rest on your waist and his thumb traced circles into your skin.

The two of you kissed for a while, your lips kissing every inch of his; it’s what he craved every morning. Reluctantly, Mike pulled away from the kiss and leaned back to look at you.

“I love you.” He told you quietly. It’d taken him a while to say and he still didn’t feel entirely comfortable saying it but he wanted you to know he meant it.

“I love you too, but you’re gonna be late.” You say with a laugh. Mike averts his gaze to the clock and sighs before leaning down and giving you one more quick chaste kiss.

“Alright, alright. Remember Abby’s—“ you finished his sentence, knowing the usual routine. “—Abby’s lunch and she needs to be at school by eight thirty, I know.”

You usually looked after Abby in the mornings and whenever you could which helped Mike a lot and he appreciated you for it. “Thank you.” He tells you, giving your waist a light squeeze before letting go of it and getting out of bed.

He got dressed and you curled up in bed once more, shutting your eyes and turning away from the window where light streamed through the curtains. Mike looked back at you and walked over, leaning down and pressing a kiss on your forehead and cheek.

He loved you so much.

“Okay bye.” He whispered, watching a smile form on your lips after he kissed you. He smiled himself at the sight of you before leaving the room, longing for the weekend where he didn’t have to set any alarm and could remain in bed with you.

#mike schmidt imagine #mike schmidt #mike schmidt fnaf movie #fnaf movie #five nights at freddy's #five nights at freddy’s movie #horror #horror imagine #mike schmidt x reader

[changbinlov3r]

You are my favorite

Pairing: Lee Know x afab!reader

Part 2 of Can I be your favorite?(Recommended to read the first part for context)

Genre: smut, fluff, angst(the tiniest bit)

Summary: you let your insecurities come in between your new relationship with Minho, luckily for you though, he's not gonna let you run away so easily.

Words count: 3,076

THIS CONTENT IS +18, MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

Warnings: oral(f. receiving), unprotected piv(wrap it before you tap it ffs), creampie, marking, hickeys, dirty talk(barely), Minho is possessive asf(is it even my fic if he's not possessive?), reader is insecure

You were sore when you woke up the next morning — or should you say, afternoon? It was already 2pm when you opened your eyes, finding Minho's place empty by your side.

You look around the room, now there's enough light coming from the windows for you to be able to see the room. You don't know how to explain it but it fits Minho perfectly, the decoration is discreet but not basic and it shows a lot of his personality, more than you're aware of.

You get up, not really sure what you're supposed to do. So you collect your things and start getting dressed, tying your hair in a ponytail to try and conceal the mess.

When you open the door, you look around before getting out, not sure if you're going to find someone and a bit embarrassed to be going away at this hour. You get down the stairs, walking past the kitchen at a quick pace but before you can turn the knob, you hear a voice behind you.

“Minho, your girl is trying to escape”, he yells, making you spin on your heels quickly looking at the telltale just to find a boy, who you're sure is Jeongin, the youngest of the frat house.

“Never thought you would be the type to smash and dash”, your crush says, popping out of the kitchen.

“I'm not!” You defend yourself, crossing your arms.

“That's not what it looks like to me”, he shrugs.

“I was just looking for you”, you lie and he scoffs, walking towards you.

“You shouldn't lie, princess”, he leans closer to you, making you gulp. “I don't like liars”, he whispers. Smirking when he sees your breath quickening and the way you lick your lips nervously. “Anyways, you can go if you want. I'll pick you up at 8”

“F-for what?” You ask, trying to recompose yourself.

“I told you I was going to take you out for dinner, didn't I?”

"I can't believe you're really going on a date with Minho”, Jihyo says, clapping excitedly while she searches for something in your wardrobe.

“I don't why he wants to go on a date with me”

“‘cause you're hot?” Your best friend says, as if it's obvious.

“He has a hundred other hot girls to take on dates”, you scoff, making Jihyo throw a pillow at you.

“Stop with the self depreciation, he doesn't want the other girls, he wants you. So get your ass over here so I can help you with your makeup”

You were hopeful but didn't think Minho would actually do as he promised. At exactly 8pm, you heard a knock on the door and Jihyo squealed, giving you a thumbs up and sending you to your date.

Minho was looking exceptionally handsome in all black, hands tucked in the pockets of his pants. He stares at you up and down with a grin on his lips.

“You look good”, he tells you, enjoying seeing your cheeks turning a dark shade of red.

“Y-you look nice too”, you say, stepping outside and closing the door behind you.

You are seated in front of him, not really sure what to do next, you two ordered your food and some expensive wine that you never heard about. The ride to the restaurant was a bit awkward, you felt the need to say something but didn't know what to say so you talked about the weather not realizing that he liked seeing you trying, nervous like a bunny being hunted by a predator, him.

“So, what's your major?” He asks, taking you out of your thoughts. He's resting his face on his hand while watching you fidget on your seat.

“Engineering”, you answer, sipping on the glass of water the waiter poured to you.

“That's interesting”, he smiles. “I'm a dance major”, he tells you.

“I know”, you say without thinking, covering your mouth immediately. “I mean, everyone knows”, you smile sheepishly.

“Ah, yes. You like me, right?” He smirks, proudly, making your face turn as red as a tomato.

“Please, stop saying that, it's embarrassing”, you hide your face in your hands.

“It's embarrassing that you like me?” He chuckles, tilting his head.

“You were not supposed to know that”, you clarify, “it's pathetic that I have feelings for someone who didn't even know I existed until last night”, you sigh.

“I clearly knew you existed, since I knew that you like me”, he teases. “I don't think it's pathetic, the heart wants what it wants”

“Is that why you dated all those girls?” You ask, naively, making his eyes grow wide. He didn't think you'd be that straightforward.

“No, I'm not one to rejected a nice looking girl”, he shrugs, “they just didn't manage to be more than that to me, but I'm sure they can be something more for someone else”

“Ah”, you nod, feeling awkward.

“Do you want to date me?” He asks nonchalantly like he's asking how was your day, making you choke on the water you just drank.

“What?” You ask, shocked.

“I think I was very clear”, he answers, scowling.

“Why would you want to date me?”

“I guess you heard me well”, he teases, “you're my type”, Minho clarifies.

“I don't think I'm, though”, you oppose.

“I think I know better than you who is or is not my type”

“I mean, I'm not pretty like your other girlfriends”, you push.

“Firstly: why would I want someone just like the people I broke up with? Second: I think you're pretty”

You feel your whole face hot, covering your mouth instantly so he doesn't see the stupid smile you have on your lips.

“Also, I like fucking you”, he ruins the moment, smirking, “I wanna keep doing that”

“What a gentleman”, you roll your eyes, ignoring the heat growing on your lower stomach. He doesn't need to know that you'd give anything for him to fuck you right now on the restroom of the restaurant.

“I can be one”, he stretches his arm, grabbing your hand, caressing it. “Or I can be the opposite of that, it's your call”, he shrugs.

That's precisely how you ended up fucking on the restaurant’s restroom. He pulled you inside the confined space, bending you on the sink and before you could prepare yourself his cock was inside of you.

“Fuck, kitten”, he groans, covering your mouth, not slowing down his thrusts. “You have to be quiet if you don't wanna get caught”, you nod, crying out, seeing his smirk through the reflection of the mirror.

You ended up dating him. It's not like it's a sacrifice for you or anything but you couldn't wrap your head around the reason that the Lee Minho would want to date you of all people. People's reaction was different from the one you expected too, they didn't really care, thinking he was going to dump you in a week.

However, to their surprise and especially yours, he didn't. Minho never even brought up the idea of breaking up and when you realized, two months had already passed.

After two months you still couldn't believe you were dating him and how hot he is, you always thought he was the most handsome man you ever saw but dating him hits differently. Now you can see him after a shower, coming out of the bathroom with only a towel wrapped around his hip, his muscular chest bare for you to drool over. He cooks for you, making your favorite foods or some you never ate before. He brings you snacks and makes side dishes for you to eat at home. Minho picks you up before class and takes you back home after or he invites you to sleep over at the frat. You're already acquainted with all his friends, they even come looking for you to show you things when you're in the house. It makes you wonder if they acted like that with all of his girlfriends. Two months of the sweetest romance and the best sex you've ever had.

At least it was. You're not going to deny it, you're insecure. Minho is someone you never thought you could reach, so to be his girlfriend? It's something you never imagined. As he told you before, he has a great number of options, so the possibility that he'll replace you anytime, scares you.

You try forgetting about that, try not to overthink, until you find him at the library with a girl all over him. She's beautiful, perfect skin and shiny hair, she's hanging too close to him, touching his arm and throwing her head back in an exaggerated laugh. She's actually touching him at any chance she gets and you're there paralyzed like an idiot, watching it.

You feel the tears brimming in your eyes and you turn around and walk to the opposite side. You are his girlfriend, you should definitely step in, but in all honesty, you are too scared. Scared he'll look at you like you are nothing, that he's finally going to look at you with cold eyes like you have been waiting for it to happen.

You don't talk to him for days, avoiding meeting with him and ignoring his calls. You know it's childish to just ignore someone like that but you just needed to prepare yourself for the dreadful conversation you were about to have. It's going to be for the best if you two break up, he can go back to the way he lived before and you can stop worrying about when he's going to get tired of you.

It's not a surprise when Minho shows up at your door, you expected that to happen but wasn't expecting his appearance. He has his hair disheveled, deep eye bags under his eyes and he looks furious.

“What the fuck is wrong with you?” He asks, angrily, not even greeting you and storming inside your apartment like a hurricane. “Why did you disappear?”

“I needed to think”, you murmur, closing the door behind you.

“Think about what? You should at least have answered my texts”, he huffs, taking his jacket off and throwing it on the couch.

“About us”, you answer him, making his face soften a bit.

“What about us?” He asks, tilting his head in confusion.

“I think it's best if we break up”, you tell him at once, not really capable of dragging this conversation for too long, it was already so hard to say that sentence, you are about to cry at any minute.

“What are you on about?” He frowns, taking a step closer to you, but you take a step back.

“I'm trying to make the right decision for the both of us”, you sigh, “it's not like this is going to last anyways, you should go find someone who's on your level”

He scoffs, breathing a laugh. You expected any other reaction of him, but that one was not included.

“So that is what this is about”, he starts walking towards you and you start stepping back, until you bump into the kitchen table with nowhere else to run. Minho gets closer to you, looking down on you as he cages you between the table and his body.

“My kitten is insecure, is that it?” He asks, making you blush with the pet name. Minho never gets tired of making you flustered.

“I'm not”, you lie, avoiding his gaze.

“You know I don't like liars”, he tells you, “but I guess it's on me, if I did a better job as your boyfriend you wouldn't be feeling like this’, he pouts.

“You are a great boyfriend”, you murmur, trying not to look into his eyes, he's too close.

“Hm? I am?” He teases. “Then what's it, kitten, did you find someone more interesting than me?” He smiles, it was supposed to be a joke but the way your eyes widened with that simple suggestion makes him a bit mad. “Is that it?” He asks, narrowing his eyes to stare at you.

“No, there's no one like that”, you tell him.

“Then why did you hesitate?”, he raises his brows in questioning. You were just too shocked to answer right away but he doesn't let you tell him that. “Nice way to make me angry”, he scoffs. “I told you I can be a fucking gentleman so why do you always make me be the opposite of that?” He asks, taking a step closer to you and pressing his body against yours. His hands slide around your waist, caging you even more in his hold.

“Minho, I-”, you try to speak but he tsks, interrupting you.

“You need to learn a lesson”, he tells you, leaning closer and brushing his lips on your cheek, trailing it down to your jaw and then your neck. “You are mine”, he whispers before attaching his mouth to your neck, biting on your skin so hard you whine with the pain.

His hands slide down to your ass, squeezing it and pulling you up, to sit on the table. You were on your pjs already ready to sleep and that makes his access to your body easier, the thin fabric of your clothes can barely block the warmth coming from his body to yours.

Minho pops open his dress shirt, letting it slide and fall on the floor, watching your reaction to him. You bite on your bottom lip, staring at his muscular chest. He always looks so good, you feel like moaning just by looking at him.

“Min…”, you murmur, spreading your legs wide for him. It's not like you can resist him anyways.

“There you are”, he smiles, unbuckling his pants and letting it fall down at his feet, “my needy girl”

You avoid his eyes, pulling your shirt off to reveal your bare chest to him.

“You look so hot, all spread for me like this”, he smiles, getting on his knees. Minho pulls the waistband of your shorts and panties down, watching your glistening cunt in excitement. “Is this because of me or are you thinking about someone else?” He pushes, finally seeing you look at him, shaking your head frantically.

“It's all you, the only one I think about is you”, you confess, feeling your cheeks hot.

Minho grins, putting your legs over his shoulders and kissing your inner thighs. He licks your pussy slightly, just teasing you, making you put your hands on his head to force him against your core.

You can feel him smile, licking a long strip between your folds, attaching his lips to your clit next. Minho slides his hand between your legs, inserting two fingers inside of you, going in and out while he sucks your aching core, grunting and groaning with you pulling on his hair and he watches as you become undone in his mouth.

You can feel your orgasm coming, your toes curl immediately and you buck your hips against his mouth desperately, chasing your high and when the knot on your lower stomach finally explodes, you moan loudly, trembling in his embrace.

Minho stands up, cleaning around his mouth with his fingers and then licking on them.

“Still my favorite taste”, he smirks. You look stunning with your soft lips parted and hair disheveled, your chest rises and falls in a fast rhythm.

“This is going to be the last time I'll let you have your way”, you try looking the least bit believable while stating that, but that only makes him chuckle, stroking his cock a few times before he comes closer to you.

“And that only proves that you still haven't understood the situation you're in”, he tells you, teasing your entrance with the head of his cock while he waits for you to stop him but you don't, you want to feel him inside you so fucking much that it seems like you're going crazy. He pushes in, feeling your cunt squeezing him deliciously. “Fuck”, Minho murmurs. Your arms wrap around his waist, burying your nails in his skin, the snap of his hips against yours making you breathless.

He kisses you, feeling your sweet lips against his only adds to the building up of his orgasm, you look so pretty, you're perfect for him, your pussy is perfect for him, he won't let you end things with him that easily.

He pulls away from you for a moment, your mouth is parted and your eyes are glossy, he wants to hold you forever.

“I'm in love with you”, he confesses, thrusts faltering a bit. Your eyes grow wide to his sudden revelation. “You won't get rid of me that easily, kitten”, he groans, pressing his lips against yours one more time.

That's enough for you to cum, squirming and trembling in his embrace, while you watch him breathlessly thrust inside of you, eyes locked with yours.

“Do it inside”, you cry out, overstimulated after your second orgasm. Minho groans, bending towards you and kissing you, spilling his hot cum inside you while he bites on your lips.

He rests his head on your shoulder, breathless, trying to recompose himself.

“Don't ever talk about breaking up, ever again”, he pulls away to look at you, finding your eyes brimming with tears.

“But I saw that girl hitting on you the other day at the library”, you pout, making him sigh, cupping your face with both of his hands.

“Yes, she was hitting on me but I told her I have a really smart, hot girlfriend and that I was not interested”, he tells you, making you feel like the greatest idiot in the world.

“I'm sorry, I should have checked with you first”, you say, “I just love you so much, I'm scared you're going to dump me”, you confess, making him chuckle. His heart beating like crazy, it's the first time you openly say you love him.

“Y/n, you're stuck with me for a long time”, he gives you a peck on the lips, “I won't ever do anything to hurt you, okay?”

You nod, feeling warmth spreading all over your chest.

“Now, you better prepare yourself, ‘cause you need to receive some punishment for disappearing and making me worry”, he tells you, showing you that devilish smirk of his and before you can run to save yourself, Minho is picking you up and dragging you to your room.

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