#they have like three cats in the store and kids come in and laugh at jon because they will all follow him around and sit on him

[dreamescapeswriting]

Stray Kids Reaction || They're Protective Over You [Mafia Edition]

⤜Copyright: © DreamEscapesWriting - September 2023

⤜MASTERLIST

CHAN:

Ever since Chan's driver had almost hit you with a car all those years ago there was someone with you, always. It didn't matter what you were doing, he was just with you constantly. It never really bothered you, if your husband wanted to make sure that you were protected then you were happy to take part in that, as long as it wasn't going too far.

"You know, she doesn't need a babysitter while I'm around," Kat said snarkily to the bald man who was walking beside you, holding his hand out in front of your body to prevent you from crossing the road. You looked at Kat and smirked a little, you knew Chan was just trying to look out for you but Kat saw it as him trying to dictate your every move and she was worried you were too blind to see it.

"Relax babes, it's just Chan's way of watching out for me." You whispered as the man you'd come to know as - Pike - gave you the all-clear to cross the road. Kat slipped her arm into yours and you began crossing together, you could tell this was playing on her mind a lot and you wanted her to express herself with you.

"Doesn't it make you feel like a child though? Having someone tell you when you can and can't cross the road?" Kat looked at you suspiciously and you smiled a little, you didn't like that he was there but you didn't hate it either. God, you'd tried to fight Chan on it but he was adamant that you needed Pike around to look out for you.

"Not a child. Besides, I'd gotten Chan down to only giving me one man instead of the five he originally wanted me to have," You laughed, looking at Pike who kept his eyes in front of him and not getting involved in your conversations.

"Five?! What would you need five men for!?" Kat laughed a little and Pike let out a low chuckle,

"To surround her in a circle and protect her from oncoming traffic." He teased, winking at you both before you both giggled and headed inside the store you'd come to.

MINHO:

Over the years you'd gotten used to Minho's little quirks, you knew your husband was a protective man and was always looking out for the best of you.

"All I'm saying is, I don't need an armed escort to the cat sanctuary every day," You told Minho at breakfast, the two of you were discussing what you could do to lessen the number of men that stood outside of your work place every day. If it was down to Minho you wouldn't be working there anymore but he wasn't going to stop you from doing something that you loved doing.

"What if someone comes in and tries to take you? Or one of the cats?" You stared at him and sighed, you knew that he was right but ten guards was a bit much.

"Okay, then how about we compromise." You suggested, lifting a strawberry to your lips and taking a bite out of it.

"Three guards," You suggested, trying to make this as an easy business deal for him to agree to but Minho looked at you and put a strawberry in his mouth.

"Five," He suggested, shrugging his shoulders at you.

"Three."  You smiled warmly but he just shook his head at you. There was no way he was going to put you at risk by leaving you alone. You knew he was a powerful man but you still didn't want the ten guards outside of your shop scaring everyone away.

"Nine." You stared at him as he told you his suggestion and you blinked completely stunned by him,

"This isn't how that's supposed to work, you're supposed to lower." You pouted at you and Minho resisted the urge to smirk at how cute it was to see you like this.

"Five. Final offer." Sighing you nodded your head, agreeing to it and shaking his hand as if this was a real business deal you'd done together.

"Fine."

CHANGBIN:

Changbin had never been clingy before in his life but there was just something about you, something that bought out that side of him and he rather enjoyed it. Ever since the two of you ha gotten married last month, it seemed he'd gotten clingier. 

"You know, I could walk in the garden alone." You giggled a little as Changbin walked by your side through the gardens of your home. The two of you lived in a huge mansion which meant the gardens were just as - if not more - as big and you could get lost.

"What if you fall and no one is there to watch out for you?"

"Binnie." You giggled, he despised anyone else using that nickname for him but hearing it come from your lips made his whole world shine brighter,

"I know I get a little protective but with good reason. Anything could happen out here," He gestured around you both and you arched an eyebrow at him. When the two of you first started dating one another he wouldn't let you out of his sight, he would walk you to and from the club every night and then a few months into dating you were living together. Not that you minded, you enjoyed having this side coming from him but you didn't want this to become tiring for him.

"I don't want anything to ever happen to you," He told you as you both stopped in front of the rose bushes that lined the property, you smiled and reached up running your hand across his cheek,

"Nothing will, I promise you." You whispered, kissing him quickly before pulling away. As soon as you were apart a twig snapped and you were suddenly on the ground with Changbin above you,

"Binnie..I think it was a rabbit, not a spy or anything." You told him when you saw the panicked expression on his face, he nodded a little.

"I'm getting you a guard," He mumbled before standing you both up and you agreed, knowing you could never change his mind.

HYUNJIN:

"What do you think you're doing?" Hyunjin quizzed as you walked into the living room attempting to put your earrings through your ear and looking out of the window.

"I'm running late for girls' night," You'd told him a million times what tonight was but it seemed he'd forgotten once again,

"I know that, but what are you wearing?" You looked down at your outfit and frowned, there was nothing wrong with what you were wearing. It covered your body and it wasn't anything extremely revealing - unlike what you used to wear on nights out.

"A dress?"

"Says who?" He quizzed and you resisted the urge to quote a film and sighed,

"Hyunjin, it covers everything." You told him as he shook his head at you it wasn't that he didn't trust you because he did, it was everyone else he didn't trust.

"But it's so tight, everyone will be watching you...Looking at you, looking at what belongs to me." He let out a low growl at the thought of it and you stared at him,

"No one will. They all know I'm yours and if they value living they'll keep their eyes on something else," He smirked a little as you told him that but it didn't put his mind at ease.

"I'll send someone and if anyone so much as looks at you for longer than ten seconds I'll take names and faces," He told you sternly and you nodded, you knew you weren't going to go out completely alone without someone there to watch over you.

"Sure, I'm going now." You turned away from him but you were quickly spun into his embrace and kissed roughly.

"Now you can go," He winks, making you giggle as you walk for the front door.

JISUNG:

Whenever it was storming outside Jisung cancelled everything he had going on, even if he was in the middle of a meeting, he would cancel and walk out without speaking to another soul about what he was doing.

"You can't keep doing this," You giggled as you watched your husband kick off his shoes and crawl into the bed with you, wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you closer to him.

"I can, I'm the boss." He reminded you, laughing as you cuddled closer to him. You weren't even THAT scared of thunderstorms but ever since your first meeting with your husband he'd been there for every single storm. It didn't matter what he was doing, if there was a storm he was racing home to you to make sure you were okay. It might have seemed silly to anyone from the outside looking in but this was Jisung's way of being protective over you, watching out for you to make sure you were cared for.

"You are, but you know a boss has responsibilities," You teased before you let out a loud yelp when the sudden crash of thunder made you jump. Your hands clutched onto his shirt and you hid your face in his neck, suddenly very thankful for him being right there with you calming you down with his breathing and small kisses on your skin.

FELIX:

"You're being ridiculous." You told Felix as you stood in the kitchen together, your new chef standing and cooking for you both as you glared at your husband. You couldn't believe he'd done this after you told him not to, it was a simple accident.

"I could have done that at any point, it was an accident. You didn't need to get a chef," You mumbled, smiling weakly at the chef who tipped his head at you. 

"You hurt yourself. So now, it won't happen again because I took you out of the kitchen," You rolled your eyes at him, you could hardly believe that he'd resorted to this,

"But you love my cooking." You reminded him and it was true, Felix adored everything you ever made him but if it came at the cost of you hurting yourself he was never going to let you in a kitchen again,

"I love you more." He whined making you roll your eyes, it was one tiny cut that you'd done it wasn't as though he knew about all of the other times you'd hurt yourself by accident.

"Felix, I won't seriously hurt myself. It was one tiny little cut-"

"And a burn, Don't think the maids haven't told me about the accidents that have happened when I'm not even here," You shot a look at the two maids who were quick to make themselves look busy and avoid your gaze.

"One day I'll get back in that kitchen," You warned him before he kissed your cheek, walking you into the living room where you could watch a movie while waiting for your food.

SEUNGMIN:

It wasn't that he was too protective but Seungmin wanted you to have privacy and if that meant emptying out a whole store just like his men had done the day he met you then he would gladly do that for you. But this was a bit far with his protectiveness, you never would have expected this.

"Seungmin, baby, don't you think this is going a step too far?" You quizzed as you stared around at the completely deserted mall and then over at your husband,

"No." He mumbled, running his hand over the small of your back, he'd planned this weeks ago when you mentioned wanting to go dress shopping for a charity event. The last thing he wanted was for someone else to see you in a jaw-dropping gown, instead, he wanted it to be a surprise.

"Seungmin, other people need to shop as well." You mumbled at him, there was no one around besides the workers in each of the shops and you could hardly believe that he'd done this.

"This is insane," You laughed listening to the way your voice echoed inside of the mall. It felt like something from a horror movie and Seungmin was enjoying the smile on your face,

"Let's go wherever you want, no one can disturb us." He told you as he took your hand in his and began to walk through the deserted mall together.

JEONGIN: 

As soon as news spread that there was a shooter inside of your hotel Jeongin wasted no time in getting to you. You'd tried to text him but were taken hostage by the crazy man wielding a gun around and you were starting to regret not taking Jeongin up on his offer for a security guard.

"I suggest you release my wife before you lose a hand," Jeongin said as he stared at you, tears were springing in your eyes as the metal of the gun was pressed harder against your temple.

"You better get out of my way if you want her to be alive," The man stuttered out, It was clear he was nervous about this and you knew Jeongin was going to play on that.

"If you were going to kill her you would have by now." Jeongin stared at you, studying your face to make sure you were truly okay and you smiled weakly at him, letting him know he hadn't hurt you yet. 

"GET AWAY!" The man screamed as Jeongin tried to step closer to you and he yanked you backwards, everything happened within a matter of seconds. One moment you were in the man's arms and the next you were on the floor with something warm over your face.

"What-"

"Thank you, boys," Jeongin said to two men who were standing above you, you recognised them as some of the new bell boys you'd hired a few months ago.

"How do you know them?" You stared at him and a smirk began to take over your husband's lips.

"Baby, they're your private security."

"You got me security," You grumbled as you let out a laugh, you should have known.

"Did you really think I would let the love of my life walk around without protection?" He scoffed, laughing a little as you hit against his chest watching as the two men began to clean up and you straightened yourself out.

"I need to comfort the guests, you can help." You told Jeongin sternly as you both got up.

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[buckybabesonly]

Take Me Back To The Night We Met

Summary: He promised you forever and a day.

Pairing: Bucky x Female!reader

Genre: Angst

Word Count: 2.4k

Cold dinners, unanswered texts and overwhelming disappointment in your heart.

Just a standard Friday night, really.

You sat on the couch with your knees drawn to your chest, eyes fastened on the clock hanging opposite you. It was taunting you with each tick, tick, tick as you clenched your jaw and willed your phone to light up with a message from him.

You should be used to this by now. It happened so often that it would have surprised you more to actually see Bucky arrive home in time for dinner.

You knew it would be like this when you first got together. But after almost four years, it didn't make the disappointment sting any less. You knew he had bigger things to be doing - he was out saving lives and helping people. Yet a tiny, selfish voice in your mind wished that you could be placed as a priority for once. It felt like you spent half your time nowadays just waiting. Waiting for his call, waiting to spend time with him, waiting for something to give.

When the clock reached 11, you sighed and realized that it was going to be one of those nights where he'd stumble in at three in the morning, exhausted, or maybe not at all.

You packed the dinner you had made into a Tupperware box, pasted a sticky note on top with a message for your boyfriend when he returned. Reheat me for 3 mins! Love you ❤ 

It really was tough. It was one of those nights where you ended up staring at the ceiling of your bedroom in the dark, hot tears seeping silently onto the pillow beneath your head as those unhappy, insecure thoughts reared their head in the usual routine.

It was always this thick silence in the middle of the night that haunted you the most. It allowed you to be truly alone with your thoughts, and you had a lot of them.

You used to be so happy with him. And you still were, in a way. You felt so unbelievably lucky to have Bucky in your life, to be the one that he loved. And yet it was undeniably getting more and more difficult to ignore the problems that came with dating someone who did what he did.

The end to those upsetting thoughts came just as dawn cracked through the Manhattan horizon and you heard those tired, weary footsteps into the apartment, the sound of heavy combat boots being shucked off. Your eyes were closed, but you could visualize the way he silently crept into the room so as not to disturb you. You felt the tension leave your body when he slipped into the sheets beside you, and you instantly curled into his side like a cat.

"Did I wake you?" He asked quietly, his voice hoarse. He still smelt like blood and dirt, but you didn't mind.

"No," you whispered, your fingers grasping fistfuls of his shirt.

The relationship was unconventional and hard work, but you lived for the moments where Bucky came back home to you.

You stood on the snowy sidewalk, staring into the windows of the jewelry store wistfully. Diamond engagement rings stared back at you, glistening in the sunlight, dazzling you with their splendor.

More and more of your friends had been getting to that stage in their lives where they were becoming engaged, getting married, having kids (and some divorces, too). Every other day, it seemed like a new relationship milestone announcement was being made on your Instagram feed.

You were always being grilled by your friends about when Bucky was going to 'pop the question'. Your response was always a demure laugh and a joking retort of, You'll have to ask him!

But honestly, you weren't sure if that was where you were heading anymore.

Your relationship had never been conventional, and you knew what you were getting into when you and Bucky first started your relationship. Bucky didn't have a 9 to 5 job where he could come back home every night and help cook dinner with you and go to bed at the same time, make you breakfast in the morning and walk you to work.

It was never going to be like that.

So what did your future look like?

You trudged home in a slightly downcast mood, paper bags of groceries in your arms as you sighed.

You hadn't seen much of Bucky at all in the last few weeks. He had been out on a mission in Quebec, but he was going to be back tomorrow. A smile suddenly bloomed on your face - he was going to return just in time to celebrate your fourth year anniversary tomorrow.

I wouldn't miss it, my love, he had whispered on the phone to you two nights ago.

There was a new bounce to your step as you continued on to your apartment. You decided that you had to try and stop worrying so much about the future and just be grateful for each day - he was your Bucky, and that was enough.

Bucky was late.

He was supposed to arrive back at the apartment this morning, but he had sent you a couple of text messages at noon, your heart sinking.

Hey - have to stay in Quebec for a couple more hours. But will be heading back very soon.

Your reply was a hopeful, You promise?

Promise.

You remained hopeful even though there had been radio silence since. Bucky had never let you down on celebrating special occasions before - come rain or thunder, you knew he would make it back to you.

Or maybe that's what you used to believe.

You weren't sure what you believed now, as you sat inside the French restaurant opposite an empty chair, your nails tapping the tablecloth anxiously.

You clutched your phone in your hand like a lifeline.

I'm at the restaurant. Are you on your way? You texted him desperately, willing for him to suddenly appear in front of you with a bouquet in his hands and an apology on his lips.

Maybe you just loved torturing yourself. Living on whatever thin strand of hope was thrown your way, like a lifebuoy whilst you struggled to keep your head above the water.

Half an hour passed, the server with a sympathetic gaze coming over after 45 minutes and bringing you a starter and a glass of champagne on the house.

Your cheeks were burning, your chest tightening with such pain that you wanted the ground to open up and swallow you whole.

Finally, you called it a night and got into a taxi to take you home. Your feet hurt in your stupid heels and your dress felt too tight and uncomfortable, your heart hurting so much that you thought it might burst.

Surprisingly, you managed to hold the tears in. You held them in all the way up until you reached your front door, stabbing your key four times into the lock before you managed to open it, your hands shaking.

You wanted to slam the door back into it's frame as soon as you were in the safety of your home, and gasped when a gloved hand appeared out of nowhere to block it. You stumbled back, almost falling when Bucky materialized in the doorway, his arms holding you to steady you instantly.

"I'm so sorry." They were the first words out of his mouth as he kicked the door shut behind him, holding you close against his body. "I am so, so sorry."

You were quiet, your head unable to process his being in front of you when you had such crushing disappointment inside you from being stood up on your anniversary. Tears were silently running down your face as Bucky's grip tightened around you, your eyes staring at nothing.

You weren't even listening even though he was speaking endless reasons and explanations for why he was so terribly late, why he had been unable to text you back to let you know he wouldn't be able to make it in time. He was out there as usual, saving other people, being there for other people.

Not you.

"Call me selfish," you began eventually, your voice cracking. You peeled yourself away from Bucky, staring up at him with eyes that made his breath hitch. He could see the pain in them, the utter exhaustion in your gaze. "But I just... I wish I had you all to myself."

Bucky's face fell. He knew how you felt, and it destroyed him to see the way you stared at him now. He could feel how limp you were to his touch, and it suddenly scared him.

"I'm sorry," he repeated. "I know I let you down. There was nothing I could do. I'll make it up to you, I promise."

You almost scoffed at that word. Promise.

"That's the thing, Buck," you said sadly, taking another step back. His arms fell down to his sides. "Your promises don't mean anything."

He looked crestfallen at your statement. His lips parted as if he wanted to argue back, but you continued forcefully.

"How many times have you promised me that we'd be able to go on that trip together? How many times have you promised me that we can do a proper date night? How many times have you promised me that you'd be home for dinner?"

Bucky's lips pressed together in a stiff line. You had been angry at him before, of course you had. But what he noticed right now, overwhelmingly so, was that you were tired.

"I'm so... I don't know how much more of this I can take."

"What do you mean?" Bucky spoke then, fear creeping into his voice at your words.

"Look at me, Bucky," you half-laughed, gesturing at yourself. Your mascara was running down your face, you had kicked your heels off on the floor, you felt so ridiculous in this stupid dress that you had meticulously picked out for your special night with him. "I'm so sick of always being let down. I - I don't know how we can have a future together. I don't want to spend four more years not knowing whether I can expect to see you come home."

"We have a future together," Bucky retorted, his eyebrows furrowing. "I can't see a future where you don't exist."

"Can't you?" You shot back, honestly bewildered. "Do you really imagine us having a normal life together? Can you imagine us being married, having kids, settled down in a home that you're not always running away from?"

"Do you think I enjoy doing what I do?" Bucky asked, a flash of anger entering his tone.

"Actually, yes, I do!" You exclaimed truthfully. "You're hard-wired to fight and protect, Bucky. You need to help people. It's what you do."

Bucky was immediately quiet. You had hit the nail on the head. Fight and protect.

"I've barely seen you this year, Bucky. You've spent so much time out there on missions and saving the world and - and that's great, Bucky. Really, I am so proud of you. But you have to understand that I have things that I want and I'm not sure you can give that to me."

You felt like a weight had been lifted off your shoulders. This was really how you truly felt. The dam had broken, and you had finally told him what you had been thinking.

You loved Bucky with all your heart. You loved him so much that the thought of losing him was excruciating.

But you couldn't run away from reality. You didn't think you could live the rest of your relationship like this.

"Do you think you could change?" You whispered, your eyes welling up again with tears. "Could you give up being a hero and stay by my side instead?"

Bucky's hands were clenched into fists by his sides as he stared at you. You couldn't decipher his expression, and you wished so much you could climb inside his mind and know what he was thinking.

"I love you," he said eventually. Your heart splintered with longing.

"That doesn't answer my question," you said sadly.

There was a long stretch of silence that filled the apartment. Eventually, he spoke.

"I don't know if I can change. I - this is what I do. I have to help people. There are people who need me."

What about me? You wanted to ask.

You nodded once.

"I love you," he repeated again, pleading.

"I love you too," you said, your lower lip trembling. "I love you so much."

Bucky had brought you so much joy. Every stolen second with him, every smile shared, every memory was a blessing. He was everything you had ever dreamed of and somehow even more.

But it wasn't enough.

"I know what I want, Bucky." Your voice was shaking. "Once upon a time, I really thought that we could have that. But the longer I spend in this relationship, the more I realize that those thoughts are futile. I'm chasing something that I will never have."

Bucky wanted to fall onto his knees and beg for you to stay. He really did - he wanted to hold your hands in his and beg you not to leave him. That he didn't know how he could live his days without you.

But he knew what you deserved. You deserved someone reliable, someone you wouldn't have to wait on. In front of his very eyes in this moment, he could see the product of his neglectfulness towards you. He could see the agony in your face, the weight of the disappointment he'd caused in every tear track on your skin. The epiphany hit him like a crushing weight to the chest.

If there was one thing Bucky always wanted to give you, it was happiness. He wanted to make you as happy as your existence in his life brought to him.

Maybe, in a twisted paradox, he would have to let go of his to be able to give you yours.

If Bucky could go back to the night you first met, he would have stared at you from afar, traced your profile with his eyes, admired the gentle curve of your nose and the color of your lips. He would have felt his heart still the moment you turned and met his stare with a shy smile.

But instead of approaching you and introducing himself, he would have forced himself to walk away if he had known the pain he would bring to you.

If you could go back to the night you first met, you wouldn't have believed the love that would grow in your heart for this man. The impossibly potent feeling that was larger than life itself.

You used to believe that your love for one another could overcome anything.

You realized that wasn't true on that very night, when Bucky left your home and you remained standing in the darkness, alone once more.

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[mingsolo]

PAUSE + PLAY

wonwoo x reader (f) / g: meet cute, 90s au, fluff, strangers to lovers / wc: 4k / warnings: cursing, some nipple action, mingyu being a sl*t, / r: nc17

written for Now, That's 90s! collab, hosted by @beomcoups and I! ngI struggled not because I couldn't write this one, but because life is kicking my ass and I couldn't find the time to really sit and think through it... anyways it turned out pretty cute please read if you can <3

A drop of sweat rolled down from your forehead, you blew some air to your face but of course it was hot and it made you dizzy. “Is this thing even on?.” you shouted from the other corner of the shop, to your co-worker, Mingyu.

You stood under the AC trying to feel if there was actually cool air coming from it but you couldn’t feel but a weak wave of hot air over you. 

“Yeah, that thing is better off.” Mingyu shouted back, where he was lining up tapes in the kids section. “By the way, could you help me check the return box? There’s some tapes missing here, they should be there.” 

You waved out, going to the returns box at the entrance of the store. A few tapes were in, three Toy Story 2, one Tarzan and a copy of 10 Things I Hate About You along with two Armageddon at the bottom. You placed the movies on the counter as Mingyu was approaching you. “We need to rewind them first, all of them!” You say inspecting the tapes, “Geez, why do they never do it?.” 

Mingyu laughs and shakes his head. “The sign even says “Please” on it, right?.” He taps the hardcover of the vhs box, where “Please rewind before returning” signs reads on it.

“And it's so hot to be in the rewind room!.” you nag once more, taking the tapes with both arms and dragging your feet to the back of the store and rewind the tapes before someone comes looking for them. Mingyu returns to his previous spot on the kids section, not without laughing at you first. 

Despite the whole minute that it took you to get there, you are now placing the tapes into the machine, leaving the door open so some of the air could get in, the small and dark room feels suffocating just by being two steps inside it. In the speakers of the store, the faint sound of Genie In a Bottle plays on and you start humming, partly because you have the song stuck in your head thanks to Mingyu playing the cd over and over when he is on shift, and because it somehow helps the task be a little less tedious.

While on it, you hear the bells ringing meaning a customer has come to the store. You peek out to see a familiar tall figure enter, waving his way in walking directly towards the back where Mingyu was at the kids section.

“Hey!” you heard the guy saying until he disappeared from your line of sight. You tried to peek out more but it won’t be possible without you stepping out of the room, so you hurried up the process to get another glance before he’s out.

In the month you have been working there, you have seen this guy come in at least once a week. You were sure he was Mingyu’s friend as he always walked directly towards him or looked for him especially after picking up some tapes. The past times he had come with you on shift without Mingyu, you had the bad luck of always doing something like rewinding tapes or in the bathroom, never getting the chance to even greet him when he entered the store.

One thing for sure, hee was cute as hell. Cat like eyes and thin defined lips, huge black frames on his face, making it look smaller. And you noticed only by getting little glimpses of him, as he was always in a rush or something, never staying more than five minutes. You thought of asking Mingyu who he was but decided not to as you were still new in the store and even if you liked and had fun working with him, Mingyu has proven to be the teasing type, and he wouldn’t let you work in peace if you dare asking him about this other guy.

Just as you were cursing at Armageddon for rewinding so slowly, you heard them saying goodbyes and the chiming doorbell announcing he was out. 

With a sigh you rolled your eyes and finished your task without hurry, hoping the cat boy would come back soon and you were luckily enough to be on the counter to greet him. 

.

.

.

Today was a Monday, and the week promised to be a quiet one. Not many new releases came to the store yet so customers wandered a little bit before getting out, or just asking when would you stock Sleepy Hollow or why you had so few copies of The Sixth Sense. You tried your best to give every customer a smile at the beginning but after a month of getting the same questions over and over, you just shrugged and advised people to come back later, and maybe the previous customer had brought it back by then. 

Mingyu was way better with customers, both girls and guys. ‘I’ll get it ready and rewinded this afternoon for you’ he said with a wink to a middle aged lady, who shamelessly smiled and flirted with him while her kid smudged chocolate from the bar he was eating on a copy of Inspector Gadget.

“Great, now I have to clean that.” you glared at Mingyu as he saved the piece of paper with the woman’s number on his back pocket once she and the chocolate kid were gone. “I swear to God I’ve seen her come in with her husband.” you arch your eyebrows at him. 

“That doesn’t seem like a me problem.” He shot gun fingers at you and got back to his task on the counter, where a few other ladies waited for him.

You chuckled and started spraying windex on Mathew Broderick’s face covered in chocolate, laughing at how Mingyu flirted shamelessly with every single one of them, all at once, but they didn’t seem to mind. 

Once good ol’ Mathew’s face was clean you left the tape back on the shelf, when you heard the bell ring. “Y/n, can you help?” Mingyu hurried to tell you, he was now surrounded by the women as he showed them a copy of Between Your Legs animatedly. “This one is from our exclusive foreign section, so exotic! And the plot is fascinating…” He looked at the ceiling and the ladies followed.

You shook your head and got up from where you were squatting, seeing the tall figure of cat-boy coming through the door. He looked at the commotion on the counter and figured out Mingyu was busy at the moment. He hesitated for a second before turning back ready to head out when you sprinted towards him, shouting “HI!! WELCOME IN!” maybe a little too enthusiastically. 

“H-hi,” he said back, a little startled by your shouting. Mingyu also looked up to you for a moment, but he was quickly back to answering curious questions from his little fan club. “Uhm, I’ll be back later when-”

“No! Please, I know Mingyu usually helps you out but please tell me what can I do for you?,” you smiled with pressed lips and your voice two tones higher than how you usually speak, but you couldn’t help it. Seeing him in front of you confirmed your suspicions, he was stupidly handsome, freakingly hot even behind those thick square glasses. His hoodie smells like coffee and the cap he was wearing backwards made the earring on his left ear seem more dangly. 

“I really would prefer to wait for Mingyu…” 

“Nonsense!” you guided him towards a free counter next to where Mingyu and his harem were discussing Between Your Legs, quickly putting some space between you two before you would get inappropriately close and start sniffing his sweater, your eyes shining brightly as you spotted cat hairs on them. 

God he is so hot for a nerd!!!

“So, what can I do for you today, I’m Y/n by the way,” you smiled again and you could swear you creeped him out by the way he started sweating. It was hot as hell inside but still, his ears turned red and the tapes he was carrying under his arm were starting to slip from his grip. He quickly put them in the pocket of his hoodie, smiling awkwardly and glancing at Mingyu behind his frames. 

You glanced at Mingyu too, who began chuckling, losing for a moment his track on the plot of the movie he was explaining. 

“Are you going to return those?” you extended your hand but he stood still, tapes still packed into his hoodie. “No?,” you asked again. He opened his mouth briefly but smacked his lips loudly looking at the ceiling. 

He looked at Mingyu and his expression changed from mortified to annoyed. He bit his cheek and took a deep breath before taking out the tapes and laying them one on top of another before you. 

Night of the Giving Head, A Beautiful Behind, Yank my Doodle! It's a Dandy!, and Throbin Hood laid on the counter before you.

There was a few seconds of silence, only broken up by Mingyu’s suppressed wheeze. You cleared your throat lightly, taking the tapes and checking if they were rewinded. “Oh a rewinder, that’s unusual!” you chuckled dryly not really knowing how to break the wall of ice that suddenly appeared in front of you.

“I didn’t watch them,” He cleared his throat, avoiding eye contact. “That’s why they are- anyway.” He sighed and stopped, releasing it seemed like he was making up excuses for not one in particular. 

“You don’t have to explain,” You tried to sound friendly and not make a big deal, but you had so many questions and this selection was the last thing you expected to see him with. “We are a judging free video store,” the words coming out mechanically as you remembered the training video Mingyu played for you once on your first day.

“Yeah…It’s not… Can we please get this over with quickly?,” He returned to his mortified expression and you nodded quickly annotating the returns on the logbook. “Thanks,” He smiled awkwardly at you before tapping the counter once, glancing quickly at Mingyu one more time before sprinting out.

“He’s going to murder me, but oh god, it was worth it!”

Mingyu was now smiling ear to ear, waving goodbye to the last girl that visited the shop for the day, her phone number written on his palm. “I got no more sticky notes left,” he said before sticking his hand out to her.

“Yeah that was… I didn’t even know we had these.” you were sweeping the floors as the store was about to close, keeping yourself busy for the rest of the day still thinking about the Night of The Giving Head cover inside your mind. “Wait, he’s your friend, does he only watch porn?.” 

Mingyu laughed loudly, helping you out by taking the trash bags out of the bins and emptied them in one big plastic bag. “Maybe, why do you ask?” he arched his eyebrows at you. 

“No reason, it was just- he doesn’t look like the porn addict type.” 

Mingyu laughed louder. “Wait till I tell him you think he’s a porn addict!” He collected the dust you were sweeping onto the plastic bag, making a knot and throwing it on his shoulders. 

“Wait! Why would you tell him that?!” 

“No reason…” he smirked, walking outside to take out the trash. 

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The next week the store got busier than usual, so Mingyu and you barely got to chat with each other about cat-boy or anything really. He had also switched shifts to train a new employee, a younger guy, probably a highschooler, who he spent most of the time in the mornings, leaving you alone to take care of the closing shift. 

Saturday came quickly, and you were alone in the shop. Lights were almost all out, and you were finishing stocking some new tapes that came that afternoon, the last task before officially closing. 

Somehow the humid air was insufferable even by night time, so you were sweating bullets over the thick fabric of your uniform shirt. You couldn’t believe they made you wear this in this hot weather, but alas, you were transpiring and melting under it. 

As you finished putting the tapes on their respective shelfs, you walked towards the bathroom where you had a spare shirt, not before turning the volume of the radio a little, you played music a lot in the shop and the customers seemed to like your taste more like Mingyu’s.

Once there, humming to Bills Bills Bills, you were looking for your spare shirt when you noticed you it wasn’t there. “What the-?” you cursed under your breath, sure you had one hanging on the stall reserved for staff. One glance at the sweaty uniform shirt you just took off and you knew you won’t be wearing that again. “Come on, I already put roll-on….” you whined. Then you remembered there were a couple of uniform shirts in the lockers, maybe too big for you but that would do for today and you will return them tomorrow. 

And so you were signing,

Can you pay my telephone bills?, 

Can you pay my automo’ bills? 

If you did, maybe we could chill…. 

When suddenly the tall figure of cat-boy appeared in front of you right by the counter. He stared. And you stared back. And his eyes stayed on your face for a a few seconds, but they quickly drifted a little down, on your lace see through bra, nonetheless.

“What the fuck?!” you shouted, sprinting towards the locker room. 

“Im sorry! I knocked, and the lights were on…. I thought…” you could hear him speak but there was a high ringing pitch in your ears that made his voice fade away as you took one of the spare uniform shirts and slipped in over your head. “The fuck you needed to wear a see through one today, huh?!” you covered your face with both palms.

“I’m sorry… I better go…”

You heard footsteps and shouted “No!” back but when you were out you could only see his back walk out the door.

You blew raspberries, feeling insufferably hot under the hot fabric of the oversized uniform shirt, that covered you like a circus carp. “Too much for our second encounter, cat-boy.” 

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The next day you got to the store a little early, trying to catch Mingyu before he left for the day, and to your surprise, he was waiting for you.

“A nipple piercing!” 

“Good afternoon to you too!” you sighed, walking towards the locker room with Mingyu’s tail wagging at your ankles. “And how could he notice that?! It was dark!” you threw your backpack at your locker, huffing and puffing, ignoring Mingyu’s curious eyes.

“I guess he was really paying attention,” he teased. You shot him a glare and he raised his arms signaling peace. “Hey, don’t be mad that he told me, I’m his best friend and well, he actually came looking for you, how could he know you liked walking around the store naked when you were on shift alone?” 

“I-wasn’t-naked.” you slapped the locker room shut. “Wait… he came looking out for me?”

Mingyu wiggled his eyebrows in response. 

“Tell me everything, or else.”

“He likes you, duh.” Mingyu moved toward his locker, pretending to roam for something but you knew there wasn’t anything there. “He has had his eyes on you, since the first day he saw you working here.”

“But why hasn't he talked to me? He always comes in and it’s gone in a second.” 

Mingyu clicked his tongue. “He had a bad break up two years ago, and honestly he’s pretty shy, maybe that’s why we are such good friends, we balance each other…” you crossed your arms signaling he was deviating from the topic. “... So he wasn’t sure how to approach you, he has been coming here asking me to be a wingman but I refused, I was trying to encourage him so I told him you were going to be alone yesterday.”

You sighed, walking out the locker room with Mingyu behind you, ready to get off.

“Want me to tell W-”

“NOO!” you shouted, making the couple of customers in the store turn their heads at you. “Don’t tell me his name, I want him to tell me when he finally comes and talks to me.”

Mingyu chuckled and nodded, messing your head a little in sign of encouragement. “Get him, tiger. I’ll pass the note out.” He winked and you shrugged as he walked out the store.

Needless to say, all the way to the evening your stomach was swirling inside you. You jumped a little every time the doorbell chimed, and it sank back to your stomach everytime cat-boy wasn’t the one entering.

It was almost seven and you were waving goodbye to the last customer of the day before you changed the sign from open to closed, when you heard the bell one more time. 

The couple of teens walked past cat-boy as he entered the store and they walked out. You could hear loud stomps inside your chest, and you were pretty sure they were so loud he could hear them too. You looked at the mirror wall to your left, and despite being a few feet away you could spot the newest shades of red adorning your face. 

As he walked closer, you smiled shyly, spotting the same color on him too.

“Hey,” he waved so tiny that you felt like your body was becoming butter, cause despite standing up, you felt melted, all over the floor. 

“Hi,” you replied back, not knowing what to say really. Dissociating a little from the awkwardness you focused on him. All of him. His fluffy hair, not hiding under a cap this time. The black thick frames. He was wearing a black sweater, a turtle neck one. Few noticeable white hairs on it. You remembered marshmallow, your cat, and smiled without noticing. 

“Y/n,?” you heard his voice crack, noticing you smiling.

“Sorry! Seeing the cat hair on your sweater reminded me of mine.”

“You have cats?” his eyes became a little bigger. “Me too!”

“Yeah.. I can tell by the cat hair,” you chuckled.

“Right…” he scratched the back of his head. “Well I have a couple.. A few.” 

“I love cats! I only have marshmallow because my landlord doesn’t let me have more, but one day I will!” you were glad you mentioned the cat hair cause this gave you a shot to talk more comfortably. “By the way, did Mingyu tell you my name?”

“I asked him, the first day I saw you here working.”

“Not fair, I didn't let him tell me yours.”

“Huh?” He arched his eyebrows, puzzled. 

“He told me you came looking for me yesterday… Sorry you find me like that, I swear I don’t usually walk around naked when I’m alone here…”

He laughed. “Mingyu told me you probably did.”

You scoffed. “He’s the whore not I.” 

“Can’t defend him from that,” He lowered his head a little, “Sorry I told him about your… well I was frantic after seeing you like that and ran straight to his dorm, I was too shocked I guess, I wasn’t trying to be a creep.”

“And what about the pornos? Night of the Giving Head, seriously?” 

“That was Mingyu! He dropped them at my dorm the night before telling me I should distract myself from being a coward and not talk to you…” He speaked fast and you were trying to follow up. “I swear I didn’t watched them, I tried, but they were too tacky”

“There’s tasteful porn?” you laughed.

“There should be… somewhere” he laughed back. 

“Bet the bastard wanted you to return them so I could catch you myself!” 

“He a hundred percent did.” 

There was a moment of silence after the laugh, and you felt like staring at the floor because looking at him was becoming addicting too quickly. 

“Want me to help you close? I want you to walk out with me for a while, maybe get some coffee?” He suddenly speaks, and you snap out of the mental image of you two sitting on your couch, a few cats around. 

“Uh- well I just need to take out the trash and I’m ready, I- would love that,” He smiles from ear to ear and stands straight, making you notice he’s like, really really tall. 

“I’ll help you with that, be ready when I come back!” He sprinted towards the entrance where the two plastic bags laid one beside the other and took them out. You run towards the bathroom as soon as he’s out, changing your ugly uniform shirt into your spare one, feeling relieved when you notice is there this time. After putting roll on, combing your hair a little and putting some perfume you walk out, finding him waiting for you near the entrance.

He asks if he can wash his hands and once that’s done you close up, and you start walking beside him to nowhere in particular. 

You suggest walking to your recent favorite spot, a part cafe, part flower shop near your apartment. Walking there you talk about your studies, the tedious but fun times at the video store, his job at the library (he was such a nerd!), his and your cat, about everything and nothing in particular, and time just flew by so quickly.

“This is so nice, I didn’t even notice the hour!” you say checking the casio watch on your wrist. And he does the same. 

“Let me walk you home, I would feel bad by letting you take a cab at this hour.”

“It’s not far away…” you object but he insists. “Fine, but just by the door, what if you are indeed a creep or something!” He pouts and gives you the stink eye. You laughed, delighted how quickly you became comfortable with each other.

Once at your door you ask him to give you his palm. “I learned this trick from our dear Gyu,” you say, taking out a sharpie pen from your backpack and writing your number on his palm. “There, call me as soon as you get home, I’m not done talking to you.”

You thanked him for the coffee and sprinted towards your complex door without letting him say anything else. 

A quarter to eleven, your phone starts ringing. 

Grabbing the cordless phone from its base and throwing yourself over your bed you answer. “Hello?,” 

“I was about to tell you my name and ask you on a proper date,” you heard his shaky voice from the other line. He must have literally run or sprinted towards his own apartment. “But you ran away.” 

You smiled, twirling your hair, eyes closed remembering every moment since you closed the video store a few hours ago.

“Y/n?,” 

“Not yet cat-boy, I want you to tell me only after you first kiss me.” A few moments of silence before he speaks again, you can’t see him but you know he’s smiling too.

“Deal, then I won’t be cat-boy much longer.”

@mingsolo please don't repost/translate to any sites.

#wonwoo fanfic #kvanity #svt x reader #wonwoo x reader #seventeen fluff #seventeen x reader #wonwoo fluff #now that's 90s collab #fic tag #my fic #oneshot #fluff

[jellyjays]

come away, oh ghostly child... (pt 4)

(PT 3 <-) (-> AO3)

Tim strolled down the street towards Dick's apartment. The coffee in his hand was already almost gone, and he was feeling like a sack of shit. He felt like Tom in the one episode of Tom and Jerry where the cat tried and failed at several methods of keeping his eyes open.

He needed Dick to look over his reports for WE, he wasn't entirely confident that he hadn't missed anything.

Pulling out his phone with the hand not clutching coffee like a lifeline, he dialed Dick's home phone for the apartment Babs had said he was staying in while he visited Gotham. After a few rings, Dick picked up.

"Hello?"

"Hey, Dick, it's Tim. I'm headed over to your place, I need to run some WE stuff by you."

"Ooh- this might not be the best time, Tim. I've got a kid with me right now, and he's got a lot of energy."

"I can pick up some stuff for the kid to entertain him for a bit if that helps? I really need your help, nobody else is free right now."

Dick sighs on the other end of the line.

"Alright, that works. Could you pick up some groceries while you're at it? I used up the last of my non-cereal food feeding him this morning. Just the basics- eggs, milk, bread, fruit, etcetera. I'll pay you back."

"Yeah, I can do that. I'll call when I'm done and on my way to yours."

"Thanks a million, Tim. I'll see you later."

With that, there's a click as the line is cut. Tim sighs.

-

Tim stares at the milk cooler in the grocery store. Which kind of milk is best again?

A text conversation with Alfred tells him whole milk is the correct option, so he grabs a gallon.

They're set in the cart next to the other groceries- honey wheat bread, a carton of eggs, and containers of basic fruit. A collection of toys sit in the cart as well- an inflated ball, two dolls- a barbie and a Batman toy- with their accessories, three different stuffed animals, and a book (he has no idea what the kid would like, so he's playing it safe).

He moves out of the milk aisle and towards the checkout. Along the way, he grabs some snacks- fruit snacks, animal crackers, and crackers.

When he reaches the checkout, he pays with Bruce's card- no need to infringe on Dick's savings by making him pay Tim back.

(Tim doesn't need to mention that Bruce had been an asshole recently and Tim doesn't really feel that amenable to being kind to the man.)

He struggles to carry all the bags on his own but manages eventually- most of the bags hang from Tim's elbows.

As he walks back towards Dick's apartment, he pulls his phone out to call Dick again. It takes longer for Dick to answer this time, but he does.

"Tim?"

"Yup, I'm on my way. Just letting you know."

"Sweet. Thanks. Bye!"

And then the line cuts again.

That was hasty.

-

Tim knocks on Dick's apartment door with one grocery-laden arm.

"Come in," comes Dick's muffled answer, accompanied by mad giggling. Tim opens the door to find Dick lying face down on the ground. A black-haired, blue-eyed child giggles as he sits on Dick's back triumphantly.

"Apologies, I would greet you properly, but alas, I've been defeated."

"I see that," Tim says, closing the door behind him and moving across the apartment to set the groceries on the kitchen table. The child giggles madly.

"I gotchu! I gotchu!"

"Yes," Dick says, moving his face off from the ground to lay on his cheek, "But can I have up now? I admitted my defeat, I am an honorable loser."

"Okays, you can have up. Since you're nice about it."

The child slips off Dick's back, and Dick rolls over to his back before sitting up.

"Thank you, Danny. I see you're an honorable warrior."

Danny giggles some more. He seems to be a very happy child.

"Hey, Danny, I'm Tim," Tim greets. "I brought some gifts for you."

Danny runs away from Dick and towards Tim, throwing his little arms around Tim's legs.

"What!? Gifts!?"

Tim laughs and reaches down to ruffle Danny's hair.

"Yeah, buddy. Do you wanna see?"

"Yes!!" Danny practically shrieks, jumping up and down, still clinging to Tim's pants with his little hands. Tim reaches into the bag that the cashier had put the toys in and pulls out the two dolls. Danny does shriek when he sees them, grabbing them out of Tim's hands and moving back so he can spin and jump up and down, shrieking all the way, grin wide on his face.

"I always wanteted one of these!! A doll, a doll!" Danny yells, tearing up. Tim hopes they're happy tears.

"You like 'em?"

"Yesyesyesyesyesyes!!"

Tim laughs and reaches down to ruffle Danny's hair again.

"Do you think I could have a little grown-up talk with Dick while you play with your new dolls? Does that sound fair?"

Danny nods frantically and scrambles away to the living room with his new toys. He gets behind Dick and pushes him towards the kitchen where Tim is.

"Go, go, go!"

Dick laughs and acts like Danny can push him, shuffling where Danny pushes him. When Dick is near Tim, Danny runs away to the living room, Barbie and Batman figure in hand.

Tim turns to Dick.

"So, WE figures- Ready to talk finance?"

-

tags: @basilf1res @ollietheotaku @angelheartgamer @justgray15777 @terzatheunderscorerima @phantom120 @undead-essence @crazydoughnutlady @big-flrda-kys @pheonixdemonqueen @confused-moose-child @the-fandom-hopping-mage @rangerhorsetug @shamelessstudenthideout @nonbinary-disaster @keegan-parker @terrasolstice @eonic @mayoota-blog1 @theonewiththegays @glitchedchaos @nikki-pondtheauthor @allee52hrz @blacksea21090 @crazylittlemunchkin

(been thinking about continuing this on ao3. i have a whole doc for this. can't decide if i want to continue here or on ao3- if i did on ao3, i'd share the link and tag everyone, ofc. i think i'd explore more of danny's time exploring gotham if i made it an ao3 fic as well. thoughts?)

#dc x dp #dp x dc #danny phantom #gotham #dc #batman #batfam #nightwing #dick grayson #tim drake #red robin

[undreaming-fanfiction]

Unlikely But Welcome

Hey, Duffers? Give me more Harrington-Byers content. Let me give you a suggestion.

Give me Jonathan who realizes that Steve has really grown as a person and eventually decides to give him a chance, they start a reluctant friendship. It's not easy or fast, but they often drop the kids off to the Hellfire Club campaigns and they sometimes have to wait together outside, maybe share a cigarette or something and chat about anything and everything.

Jonathan talks about the life he had in California and maybe admits to Steve that he never feels that carefree here, it's like having constant weight on his shoulders. It feels weird, talking to the former King Steve about the guilt and paranoia, but Steve actually listens and understands, he just chuckles and takes a drag from the cigarette, admits to Jonathan that he is going out of his mind whenever the kids don't walkie him for several days. "But that's what we're here for, right?" he smiles at Jonathan and passes the smoke back, "we're scared shitless for them and worry about every stupid thing so they can have a good time. As much as possible after all that."

They start hanging out at Steve's house, planning outings for the little shitheads, fairs, Halloween parties, anything with the promise of giving the kids back at least pieces of their lost childhoods. The rest of the young adults join in too, Argyle with his constant enthusiasm, Eddie and his manic energy, Robin with her undying sarcasm and Nancy who is ridden by the same guilt as the two of them, seeing what the Upside Down did to Mike and his friends.

It's there that Jonathan notices Steve's house is devoid of any personality, he only has a few polaroids in his room and those are carefully stored in his drawer, as if he's ashamed of them. So Jonathan picks up his camera again, after the long break in California, and gets to what he knows the best. He snaps pictures of Steve and Robin giggling, drunk on punch, as she re-creates the YOU SUCK / YOU RULE scoreboard on a random paper, he captures the exact moment Eddie tackles Steve into the pool when they're sweating like crazy while preparing a barbecue for their gaggle of kids. He smiles to himself as he captures Eddie shotgunning with Steve for the first time, documents Steve's wide smile as he's high as a kite and discussing very important topics with Argyle, such as whether tabby or ginger cats are superior. There are more pictures - Steve with Nancy as they argue about the format of the Halloween party invitations while Eddie sketches suggestions in the background, Dustin jumping at Steve to hug him, the reluctant fist bump between Steve and Mike, Steve sitting between Erica and Max, all three with sunglasses and a sign that says "the cool trio". When he knocks on Steve's door on one day and gives him the photographs, Steve's face lights up like a Christmas tree. He gets all of them framed and completely covers the walls of his room with his found family.

There is a stupid assignment that has Dustin frustrated, presentations on their families - apparently a male influence is needed, a single family member isn't enough, so Jonathan nudges him and whispers "what about Steve? Does an older brother count?" and Dustin's face lights up, drags Steve over for a picture for his presentation. They pose for several pictures, Steve holding Dustin in the air, leaning on each other like partners in crime, and everyone's laughing, maybe sheds a tear or two.

If Jonathan had any doubts about Steve, they disappear the second he takes the last picture and Steve comes over to him, hugs him with a quiet thank you. And then he taps his camera and asks: "hey, show me how to operate this thing? I'm pretty sure I need to take over for a second." Jonathan is confused for a moment, but then he sees Will looking at him with a shy expression and realizes - oh. Maybe this is why they work so well as friends, because they have this in common - filling in the roles they were never supposed to have, but would not give up for the world. He gives Steve a quick rundown and then drags Will to the living room, posing for pictures and reenacting Steve's suggestions, fighting with imaginary swords and slaying dragons (or Dustin who offered to stand in for the legendary creature). In the end, Steve's pictures are a bit blurry, but Jonathan treasures them.

And then there's the incident outside of Hellfire, they're smoking together again, laughing about the secret Santa they're organizing for the kids ("I swear to god, Jonathan, Dustin's learning to knit. He's determined to send Suzie-poo a handmade scarf and I'm trying to be supportive, I really am, but it looks like a blob of cotton"). The kids barge outside, excited as always, and Will is beaming too, he found so much in common with Eddie and they're rapidly talking, exchanging ideas for the next sessions. But of course, there's no rest for the freaks - the basketball practice ends around the same time and one of Jason's lackeys bumps into Will, snarls at him. "Of course you two get along. A freak and a fag, hard to tell which one is which." The smile instantly drops from Will's face and Eddie's straightening up, glaring at the sophomore, and Jonathan's blood runs cold when-

It's Steve who takes the first step towards the boy and even though his legend is long gone, the boy staggers back. Memories flash in Jonathan's head, remembering how he lost the first camera, how terrifying Steve's anger could be, but Steve only grasps the boy's shoulder and smiles at him, as pleasant as possible. "I remember you, kid. Aren't you the one who always tries to sneak into the adult section of the Family Video, hm? And smokes in front of the store. Now if I recall, your mother is a very strict lady, I've met her once or twice...does she know?" And when the bully shakes his head, Steve's voice lowers to a growl. "Do you want her to know?" Another shake. "That's what I thought."

And with that, the bully his gone and Jonathan wants to check on his brother, except there is something happening in the group before him - Steve is whispering something into Eddie's ear and the older boy nods, his face serious and determined. Steve shoots an apologetic look at Jonathan, mouths "just a second" at him and they take Will to the side, talk to him in hushed voices. The rest of the party is chatting again, recalling their latest adventures, but Jonathan only has eyes for his younger brother and the strange new friend he made. He watches as Steve reaches under the collar of his shirt and pulls out a familiar looking pendant with a guitar pick. Watches as Eddie moves his watch to the side and reveals a fresh looking tattoo of a spiked bat. Will's eyes water and he hugs both of them, laughing into the embrace and Jonathan finally understands what Nancy meant, that Steve's grown up and he's a different person now, in more ways than one. He sees Steve and Eddie's fingers brush against each other, the shy glances masked in their usual teasing. And Will looks so much happier now, so much more confident that he knows - he could never hate Steve Harrington again.

When they both manage to get the kids (and Eddie who rides with Steve, of course he does) into their cars, Jonathan and Steve smile at each other, and then Jonathan, the distant Jonathan who is used to only observing, never initiating, embraces Steve. "I don't know how to repay you for what you did for Will, Steve," he admits.

Steve just laughs and pats Jonathan's back. "I only did what felt right. The kid deserves the world. But," he adds and grins at Jonathan, "if you're insistent on the repayment, how about you pick up some good beer for this week's movie night? I don't think I can survive more experimentation, Eddie and Robin are competing who can get a more obscure brand and I'm too old for that crap."

Jonathan snickers and gives Steve a thumbs up. Lame, but he doesn't seem to mind. "You've got it."

#steve harrington #eddie munson #jonathan byers #the party #will byers #dustin henderson #steddie #steddie drabble #stranger things #stranger things drabble #stranger things ficlet #steddie ficlet #strangerthings #strangerthingsdrabble

[selineram3421]

HC 12 where Alastor got into a fight with Vox, who managed to get wires around his throat and microphone, breaking his ways to talk. Reader finds out and helps make sure he isn't bored while recovering? (Plus some assurances about not being weak despite the temporary loss)

Ok, I hope you don't mind me using this as the next part of the Dream demon reader stories. Nightmare

HC 12: "Can you talk?"

Radio Silence

Platonic: Alastor & Reader Oneshot

Wanring! ⚠

⚠ blood, descriptive injuries, cussing, Jeffery Dahmer mention ⚠

~

"Good evening! I'm Katie Killjoy.", a blonde skinny demon introduces herself as soon as the cameras start rolling, now on air.

"And I'm Tom Trench!", a smaller demon with a gas mask says. "A brawl between two overlords has occurred at the T.V. studio. The Radio Demon Alastor and one of the Three V's, Vox!"

Pictures appear on the screen of the mentioned demons. A glitched out picture of Alastor and a clear high definition one for Vox.

Katie's smile widens. "That's right! These two overlords have had it out for each other since their first meeting! Getting into multiple battles!", she says and grabs her cup of coffee.

Tom flinches as the cup moves. "Haha!", he laughs nervously and pulls on the collar of his shirt. "They've been fighting for over a few hours now. Tearing up the streets and causing chaos!"

Footage of the fight is shown on screen, there's debris and bodies littering the ground. The two overlords are ways away but still visible for the viewers. There's tendrils and wires destroying everything in its way.

"No one knows what the reason for this fight was, but who cares!? We're getting views!", Katie says.

Something is flung towards the camera and the feed goes out, turning the screen into static.

"Looks like we'll have to check in later with our copter camera!", Tom declares.

"Up next, It's Dahm Good with Jeffery! Showing us what body parts will give you the proper nutrients!", Katie shoves Tom to the side, sending him flying. "All that and more after the break!", she finishes, throwing her mug at Tom.

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"You tacky piece of shit!", Alastor growls, using a tendril to hurl a large piece of debris at Vox.

Earlier, before the fight had started, the red dressed demon had begun breaking the studio building and wanted to do it live. So he summoned his cane, placing it just behind him to broadcast and possibly record for you to listen later. However Vox quickly put a stop to that by summoning up wires to toss whatever he could to injure his rival, breaking the microphone in the process.

"Tacky!?", Vox shouts offended, barely dodging the piece of cement. "At least I don't look like something in a antique store!"

"Antiques are treasured.", he hisses, opening up a portal behind the t.v. demon. "Not like some shitty television that can be tossed out."

Alastor's smile widens as a tendril comes up and latches on his rival's arm from the portal, yanking him back.

Vox's screen cracks on the ground, a corner breaking off completely.

Music to the Radio Demon's ears as the arm twists, breaking in half revealing wires, metal, and sparks.

"Two can play that game!", Vox shouts, sending wires to shoot towards Alastor.

He's able to dodge most of them, but a small one manages to wrap around his neck, tightening as it sends a surge of electricity.

The T.V. demon's screen flickers. Vox scowls as he feels himself start to shut down.

With one last effort, he has the wire around his rival's neck send another shock, worse than the one before.

Blood gushes out of Alastor's mouth. He chuckles, his voice distorted with heavy radio static as he disappears through the shadows.

Leaving Vox lying on the ground with a cracked screen and a twisted arm.

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You were sitting at the bar after waking up from a long nap, sipping the drink you had with a silly straw and kicking your feet like a kid. Husk had a little t.v. at the corner of the bar, made to stay out of Vox's range.

"Ah fuck.", the cat demon grumbles as the news takes over his show.

"We are back to take a look at the Overlord battle! It seems like it finished not too long ago! The Radio Demon is nowhere to be seen but Vox is still in the area.", the skinny blonde says with a sickeningly wide smile. "We'll get more details soon! Our next story-!"

Husk changes the channel with a huff. "Annoying bitch.", he grumbles.

"Fight? Since when?", you ask and look at Husk confused.

"Don't look at me, I don't know shit.", he says and opens a bottle of booze.

Feeling worried, you decide to pay a visit to Alastor's radio tower in the colony.

"Alastor?", you call out once entering the building, walking up the stairs to get to his recording room.

After looking around, you find that its empty and take a moment to think of where else your friend could be.

The basement?

With a shrug, you start going down stairs and go through the back door that leads to the hallway. You hear a familiar sound and go down the hall, opening the basement door. Making your way down some more stairs and over to the sounds of crackling static.

"Al?", you call out.

There's a flash of red to your left. Looking over, you see Alastor holding his neck and kneeling on the floor, almost gasping for breath.

"Oh shit, Al!", you run over and slide on your knees to get to him. "What happened?", you ask now in front of him.

There's blood dripping from his mouth, his eyes still radio dials.

"Can you talk?", you ask, carefully placing your hand on his cheek to wipe away some blood splatter.

He tries to speak, but grumbling static cuts through and he coughs up blood.

You quickly shush him. "Let's get you cleaned up."

Dragging a tall cannibalistic demon to his room was not what you had planned today but you could make an acception. His eyes slowly go back to normal, now looking exhausted.

"Upsy-daisy", you say as you lift him up a bit and place him on the couch.

Al? Can you hear me? You ask, trying to talk in the head space.

Its mostly for long distance communication but it works well for any situation, something you both agreed upon when going over the details of the deal.

He doesn't respond, instead turning his head away from you. You feel him block you out, very much like closing the door in your face.

"Fine, you don't have to talk that way. How about your microphone, hm? I'm sure he'll speak to me.", you ask, placing your hands on your hips.

Alastor cringes, his smile forced. With a wave of his hand, the microphone appears.

In half.

"......", you're in shock like surprised pikachu as you hold the poor broken cane. "What the fuck!? How-! Wha-", you look down at Mic's closed eye and back at Alastor.

He still won't look at you.

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You've been taking care of him for a while now.

Making him food easy to eat, taking over most of the weird chores, and playing music in the recording room to make it seem like all was fine.

Fixing Mic was a little tricky but you got it after a good two weeks. The cane soon took the radio broadcasting from your hands.

Alastor...was still upset, he hadn't tried to speak to you through your shared mind link or Mic.

You were done and you were going to kick that damn "door" down. Sitting down across from him at the end of his bed, you cross your arms and look right at him laying in bed.

Friendship therapy bitch! You broke down the door.

He turned his head to look at you in surprise, as if he didn't think you'd be able to do that.

I've spent years disassociating in my head, it should not be a surprise. You wear a straight face.

Get out. He sighs and looks away.

No, you need to talk to me and I'm not leaving until you do. You frown.

I have nothing to tell you. He furrows his brows.

Bullshit. You huff.

What do you want me to say? Alastor turns to look at you. I failed to get rid of that scum? That I couldn't rip him to shreds because losing my voice was worse than anything else? That I'm too weak because of backing out for that reason!?

"You are not weak.", you say out loud. "Your voice is part of your power and its completely understandable why you left."

He rolls his eyes and looks away from you again.

Your frown deepens. "Vox hasn't made any appearances since that fight."

Alastor perks up at that, looking at you with interest.

"Oh, now you listen?", you let a smile slip. "He hasn't shown up in any talk show's, at clubs..", you begin to laugh and cover your mouth.

He starts to smile genuinely.

"When 666 news asked for an interview, you could easily tell it was a prerecorded voice to answer questions...pfft! You could hear Velvette and Valentino fighting over which buttons were the right ones to press! Hahahaha!", you laugh loudly, not being able to contain it for much longer.

His shoulders shake as he silently laughs along with you.

Thank you.

"No problem.", you say after finishing your last fit of giggles. "Just remember that I will kick that door down again if you don't talk to me when you clearly need to."

Noted.

Your friend could be an idiot sometimes, but you're an idiot too. So, whatever.

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The title is perfect✨ Mwuah💋

~Seline, the person.

From the prompt-list: ✨here✨

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An extra bit that's not in the story, just for fun:

Warning: suggestive

"So you're like his nurse?", Angel asks with a raised brow.

You were currently making soup, the easiest thing Alastor could eat with how badly his throat is damaged.

"Does that mean you wear the skimpy nurse outfit and do check ups?", the spider demon winks at the last part.

"Angel!", you gasp out, face flushed. "No! Bad!", you scold and whack him with a spoon.

"Ow! Hey!", he flinches away.

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[colesluvr]

Hello ⊙⁠﹏⁠⊙‼️ can i request a movie! Lloyd x male reader where they are both best friends (who obliviously have a crush on each other but are clueless) and like one day m!reader gets in danger and the green ninja just saves him⁉️ and then like m!reader just like fanboys over the green ninja and rants about him to Lloyd ⁉️

Never Meet Your Idols, They Say | Lloyd Garmadon X Male Reader

hellooo anon! how are you doing?? ty for the request, this was so fun to write! movie!lloyd has my heart, so does the full movie! i really hope you enjoy this, sorry for any spelling mistakes. whats funny is that english is my first language. lmaooo. also this the crappeist shit i've ever written, why does this seem so cringe. cursing warning!

"Who ya' texting"

You let out a scream, jumping at the sound of Kai's voice just by your ear. You turned around to see the brunette smirking. You felt eyes all fall onto you as Kai leaned against the locker beside your open one. You place your phone into your pocket as you calmed your breathibg.

"Bastard, you scared the living hell outa' me!" You slapped his arm as you covered your face with your sweater as everyone went back to their own thing.

"Aw, is Y/N a lil'scaredy cat?" Kai teased, pinching your cheek like a little kid. You glared at your friend before grabbing his hair in an attempt to mess it up.

"Ay, ay, ay! Hair is off limits, y'know that, man!" Kai shouts, letting go of your cheek, all eyes on you both once more before they all just ignored you both.

You let go of Kai's hair, seeing a patch of it messed up. You grinned, feeling proud of yourself as Kai glared.

"I was just coming over to say hi, is that a crime?!" Kai cried, trying his best to fix his hair with his hand as you opened your locker door and placed your backpack inside it, taking out your textbooks for todays class.

Suddenly, the doors swung open and Zane and Lloyd entered the school. Everyone around who say them turned away or walked the opposite way to avoid the boy.

"BRO!," Kai smiled as he jumped and shouted for his friend. "Dude, give me a hug, man, give me a birthday huug!" Kai smiled as he trapped Lloyd in a hug, lifting him off the ground his feet barely touching the floor. "Kai," he laughed as he was lifted off the floor, "That's a good one,"

"Birthday hug?" Zane suddenly smiled as he spoke, "Let me get in on that," Zane opened his arms and scooched his way toward Kai and Lloyd. "Zane!-" Lloyd warned as he got closer, "-I'll increase the pressure dramatically," "Zane! ZAnE!"

The blonde squeaked as Zane hugged both him and Kai, now lifting Kai off the ground. Lloyd was stuck between them like a piece of meat in a sandwich.

You laughed at the sight, suddenly feeling a tap on your shoulder. You turned around to see Cole and Jay standing behind you.

"Oh, hey guys!" You greeted them. Cole replied with a nod before vibing to his music from his boombox that was rested on his shoulder, and Jay smiled and waved at you saying hello.

You looked back to the other three to see them walk toward you, Cole, and Jay. You and Lloyd made eye contact and a smile formed on your lips. You took a single step toward them before suddenly a motorbike engine caused you to jump fright, again.

Nya soon game swirving through the end of the hallway on her motorbike. She had a grin on her face as she skids to a stop, leaving bike tracks on the school floor behind her.

"Hey guys!" She greeted.

"Hey Nya." Everyone replied.

"Hey Nya, where'd you get the new bike, at the...great..stuff store?" Jay chuckled nervously, hiding his blush under his orange scarf as Cole rolled his eyes.

"Guys! Check out my new paint-job!" She smirked, you all looked down to see her new design on her motorcycle. Just by her foot, "The Lady-Iron Dragon!" She told, "My HERO!"

Before anyone could say anything about it, "Hey everybody, look!" Chad's voice caused you all to look down the hall to see Chad and two cheerleaders grin at you all evily, "It's Garma'DORK' and the DORK'squad!"

You rolled your eyes,, crossing your arms as Chad continued to talk. "You want to hear our new cheer?"

Oh god

"L-L-O-Y-D,, his dad is bad and so is he. Boo Lloyd,, Boo Lloyd."

"BOO LLOYD!" Chad screamed the ending. Everyone gave them a 'what-the-fuck' look but Lloyd gave them a awkward smile. "Greeat chant! I'll bet you got a number one hit on your hands!"

As soon as Lloyd said that, the bell rang. Everyone soon scattered the hallways getting to their class. You all said bye before heading to class, but before you and Lloyd left you waited until he closed his locker and locked it.

"Hey, happy birthday!" You handed Lloyd agreen wrapping paper with a darker green bow decorated on top of it. Lloyd hesitaded for a moment before smiling and taking the present.

"Thanks, Y/N. See you after school? We were planning on ging to that new bubble tea shack that just opened up, there treat apparently, probably because it's my birthday. Although they don't all need to get me bubble tea, but it would be nice-"

"Garmadon and L/N!" The princopals voice caused you and your best friend to flinch. "Get to class or you both will be on hall duty for the next week!" You both said goodbye before heading different ways daon the hall to get to class, refusing to make eye contact with the principal.

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It was the end of the day and through the middle of the day Garmadon's forces attacked. Thankfully the secert Ninja force jumped in and stopped Garmadon's forces from taking over Ninjago, for the millionth time this year.

Seriously, when is that guy going to get the hint he will never win.

Anyway, you were on the school bus home where you would walk to meet up with the others. Since Lloyd texted your the address, you assumed you would quickly run home before leaving.

The bus ride was smooth, sure some kids were being loud and just being teenagers, but that's how you act around the others so you didn't say anything because we all know you act the same way with your friends.

You had your ear buds in, unable to hear anything in the outside world. As you looked out the window you could see something in the distance by the beach. The bus was driving on a freeway that shows the entire beach and water. You squint your eyes to get a better view of what you were looking at.

You gasp when you realized.

More of Garmadon's shark crew were arriving once again for a second try you assumed, but this time they seemed more prepaired. They had jets, land machines that overran the beach in seconds.

As you took out your phone to dial Lloyd, your mouth gaped open slightly seeing something emerge out of the water.

It was a large black mech with the head of a shark. And in the driver's seat was no one but, Lord Garmadon himself. More kids on the bus soon saw it and made their way toward the window, pushing you out of the way and onto a seat.

As the driver tried to get the kids to sit back down, you quickly dialed Lloyd and placed the phone to your ear.

"Pick up, pick up, pick up, pic-"

"Y/N?" Lloyd's voice was heard on the other end of the phone. "There you are, we're waiting for you by the bubble tea shack, I thoughy you said you-"

"Lloyd! Your dad's back! And he seems pretty ticked off! There's these weird shark mechs running around, destroying everything. it's bad."

Lloyd and the others looked at each other, and before he could reply, shark airships were seen fly over the city in less then two seconds, them hitting buildindgs, shooing lasers.

Everybody soon started to panic, scream, and run around to get to safety has Garmadon attacked the city. The group nod before running off.

Lloyd put his phone by his ear, "Y/N?! Where are you?"

"Uh- on the school bus just by the freeway. We are-"

The sound of clashing and crashing and people's screams caused Lloyd's heart to sink. "Y/N!?" He called out multiple times, waiting for a response. He ran faster to the warehouse, where he would meet up with the others.

"Crap!" Lloyd cursed under his breath when the phone line cut off, leaving you in who knows what.

"Shit!" You yelled as the bus was hit by a laser beam, the bus struggled to stay on road, your phone flying out the window. Everyone swirved to try and stay put and not fall over, but the road was basically destoryed.

The bus skid off to the side, falling on it's side causing evryone on bored to fall to the floor, forcing themselves to hold on top something.

Suddenly, the bus stopped. You were hidden under a seat as you tried to protect your body the best you can. However, something seemed off. You felt like something was off. You leaned over to peek out the window. Rookie mistake. You covered your scream to not move the bus too much because one movement could send this bus falling to it's doom.

It was inches from falling off the edge of the freeway.

"Is everybody okay?" You called out, making sure nobody was hurt. Thankfully, nobody was injured. "Okay, good. Nobody move!"

"What do you mean?" A boy cried out, "I'm getting out of here, this was the worst bus ride ever!" As he go up, you tried to shout at him to sit down. "BOY I WILL STRANGLE YOU, SIT YO' ASS DOWN!" And so he did. However this caused everyone to get all riled up, trying to look out the window to see what the problem was.

Suddenly this one girl screamed when she saw the bus was inches away from falling. "OMG WE'RE ALL GOING TO DIE!"

"WE AIN'T DYING, SIT DOWN AND DON'T MOVE AND WE'LL BE FINE!"

"Screw you, man! I'm livin' , you however can stay here and fall to your death!"

"Omg-" You whispered under your breath as the driver, you, and most kids tried to get kids under control until help arrived.

You, yourself started to panic. What if the Ninja's don't rescue you in time? Are the others okay? Anything coul have happened to them! Why couldn't Garmadon wait to attack UNTIL you've gotten home?! That way you could be with the others and know their okay.

Throught your thought the bus suddenly started to move. Everyone thinking it was falling forward and about to hit the ground, you all hugged each other and screamed. However, that wasn't the case. You peeked one eye open to look out the window. You saw buildings fly past as you did.

The bus was in the air, not falling to the ground. Most kids pushed each other away, your buddy did the same to you realizing they weren't falling.

You all ran to a window and looked up to see the Green Ninja's dragon hold up the bus. All the kids started to cheer for the Ninja.

You, however, were smiling like a dork. Out of all the Ninja's that culd save you you're favorite Ninja saves you?! Tell me your dreaming?

You felt the wheels on the bus hit a safe patch of road, the emergency back opening and all the kids ran outside to see the Ninja. You were the last to come out, You saw the Water Ninja in the distance, checking to see if kids were okay before leaving in her mech.

As you exited the bus, you were suddenly in the arms of the Green Ninja. He squeezed you tight, a relief laugh escaped his mouth.

"Oh thank goodness your okay! I on't what I woul do if-" Suddenly he stopped talking and you are literally just standing, frozen in shock and exciement. He pulled back and dusted off your sweater and cleared his throat, "If-If I didn't come and save you all." He awkwardly pats your shoulder and moved back, not wanting to scare you anymore.

"Are you okay?" He asked and you nod, slowly, still progressing that you are talking to the Green Ninja. "Good...good. Uh, I-I'd advise you stay inside, find shealter and don't come out until the all clear is given. You know, the ususal."

"I love you."

Silence.

"What?"

"Sorry! Sorry, that-that came out...weird. Uh,-" You chuckled awkwardly. You could see the blush the Ninja gave you as you said that. Even though his face was covered, you could see he was flustered by his stutters.

"Your-Your my favorite Ninja! You-You remind me so much like a friend." You admitted, your cheeks turning hot by the second.

"Uh-No-No I don't. Even if I did, who would-would that be?" He coughed.

"Uh, he's-he's name's Lloyd. And-And he's the best friend I can ask for. He talks alot, he cares a lot, he always makes sure I'm okay....like you did just now."

Shoot. Lloyd thought he was caught, but, "And I love that about him. He's just amazing in everyway! He's hair is soft, he's an amazing hugger, he makes me laugh when I'm at my worst. I just wish I could pick up the courage to tell him...I love him...."

You and the Green Ninja made eye contact. He was too stunned for words. You felt your legs shake as you realized what you have said.

"I-I'm sorry! You-You probably have no idea what Im blabbering about, or even who I'm-" "-I do!"

You gave him a confused look, "Huh?"

"I-I mean, I-I don't know..w-who you're talking about, b-but he seems like a nice guy...I-I just understand...how hard it can be...to tell someone you love them...." He chuckled sheepishly.

You both were quiet for a moment before you both coughed awkwardly, understanding the moment. You noticed the Ninja looked up and back down to you after he nods, "Uh, well. I'm glad your okay, sir. Please get to safety and...good luck..with that Lloyd dude, I have a feeling things will fo smoothly with you two." He pats your shoulder before running back to his dragon.

You watched as he saluted everyone who thanked them one last time before flying off.

Your pounded against your chest. A smile formed on your lips as you watched him dissapear behind a building. "Yo! Loverbird!" A voice threw you out of your trance. You looked over to see a kid from the bus cal over to you.

#lego ninjago #ninjago #lego ninjago x reader #lloyd garmadon #lloyd x reader #lloyd garmadon x reader #ninjago movie #ninjago lloyd #lego ninjago movie #ninjago lloyd x reader #ninjago imagines #x reader #imagines #colesluvr writes ★

[grimtruthes]

Simon “Ghost” Riley

These are my head cannons for this bitch. Fight me if you don’t like them, my 4’11 ass will beat you into submission :)

Proof read but I make mistakes and 9 times out of 10 I miss them

Have fun reading

Simon “Ghost” Riley

This dude snores, and loudly or not at all and it doesn’t even sound like he’s breathing, or alive at that matter.

This guy’s sleeping schedule is all over the place as well, like he cannot get a normal 8 hours rest without waking up at least once. It has gotten to the point where he just expects it and sets his alarm to wake up that early and train before going back to bed for a little later.

Simon Riley has a hidden sweet tooth, he will eat anything slightly sweet just for the hell of it. Cookies? Gone. Brownies? Inhaled. That slightly sweet treat you were saving? You bet your ass Simon got ahold of it.

Simon definitely has gotten his clothes at Spencer’s or Hot topic before no doubt. Those gloves? Got them from Hot topic. and he has a secret matching pair of boxers 🤫

Simon absolutely hates coffee with a burning passion. He is only a tea drinker through and through. He tried drinking Price’s coffee once and he was sick for days. He vowed to never try any coffee ever again.

This guy loves dogs. So so much, if he ever were to retire I see him becoming a dog owner of multiple different breeds. All of their names would be after loved ones. Like Johnny, Kyle, Tommy, etc.

Simon swears he hated cats but the moment one comes up to him he’s a huge softie, picking them up and placing the cat into his sweater and keeping it warm and cozy. Without a doubt he would own a cat eventually and probably give it some stupid common name like “Luna” or “Garfield” or something like that.

Simon hates salty food, he isn’t too sure why himself but he just using a huge fan of salty food. Saltines and soup and stuff normally with a little salt is fine, but he won’t go out of his way to go and eat like soy sauce or any fish either. Or any type of salty meats like Ham, salami or specific types of sausages. He hates ham more than the dirt in his shoes.

Simon wears strictly black clothes if given the chance. Black to light gray are his favorite to wear without a doubt. He loves the color black so much all his gifts from other people always have something tied to the color black.

Simon has the music taste of a teenager who just found out who LINKIN PARK is: Breaking Benjamin, Staind, Three Days Grace, Skillet etc. if he could he would strictly listen to 2000’s rock music strictly

Simon is pretty gentle with kids surprisingly, he loves them actually. Always wanted kids himself but he never really got the chance considering he became a soldier right out of his butchers job and never cared much about romance or caring for another person besides his teammates.

He loves giving gag gifts all the time. It’s dumb but to him it’s the most hilarious thing ever, random non matching Socks, random shinny stones or bullet casings he found, gifts tied to inside jokes. He loves it all and gives them to the people he likes. On the other hand if he’s made to give a gift to some he hates, he will get the most generic brand cookies that are years old off the shelves of your common store and give them to that person.

Simon fucking Riley, will eat anything under the sun (given it’s not coffee or too salty) your mom’s cooking? He loves it, your burnt water ramen? He’s had worse. This asshole will steal you’re food then point and laugh at you.

His comfort food is mashed potatoes and gravy. He doesn’t even like gravy?? But yet gravy and potatoes are his favorite. Literally no one knows why.

#call of duty #cod #simon riley #headcanon #cod headcanons #Simon Headcannon’s #cod modern warfare #cod mw2

[moral-terpitude]

Lost Letters

Word Count: 1,577

Warnings: None, just angst.

Part 2

Your mother always told you that you were rather good at finding things.

You had wanted a cat, a pet, to bring in the house (much to her distaste) so you found one. Or rather it found you.

You found your father’s pocket watch, years after he had passed, when looking in the least likely place you’d find it, the chicken coop.

And ever since you were young, you had yearned for the companionship of brothers, like your friend Ada had, so it was no surprise that you found them to be your brothers, too.

When you were younger, things were simpler.

Worms and rocks and washers were almost a currency. Dug up from the dirt of Charlie Strong’s scrap yard, metal was put in a bucket separate from the worms, those were for carting out to the rivers to catch fish, and the rocks were kept in pockets for skipping.

Slacks with ripped knees two sizes too big were kept for riding horses, tied up with scrap rope for a belt that Tommy would cut and fray with a knife so it wasn’t too bulky. Boots could be tied tight enough and undershirts tucked in.

He would laugh, kindly, at the way the oversized garments hung on you, freckles spread across dirty cheeks before helping you on the horse. It wasn’t long before a whole afternoon would be spent riding off outside of Small Heath, packed bread and cured meats wrapped in handkerchiefs were the perfect lunch, and it wasn’t until you grew older that you realized no one was ever for want; no one was ever hungry when food was few and far between, there was never boredom, entertainment was created. Being kids was simpler.

Which, was why it was fitting, that when Tommy, and John, and Arthur decided they wanted to go fight in that war, that Tommy turned up on your mothers doorstep, black-brown hair blown about and spare clothes in hand and asked if you wanted to ride.

Most of the ride was filled with silence. Until the clearing in the field offered a familiar solace to sit, a dented thermos filled with tea and biscuits wrapped in a napkin were a bartering chip to ease heartache.

You had seen Tommy cry only twice. He had seen you cry countless times and been able to fix most of them.

This one, would be unfixable, and it killed him.

“Me, and John, and Arthur, we’re leaving.”

You nodded, taking a sip of the tea to force down the dry biscuit caught in your throat.

“I figured you three would,” a few sniffles preceded the tears, “Tommy Shelby, don’t you be stupid,” your lip quivered as the words escaped, “if you go, you three, you better come back here, because Pol will be lost…she’ll be lost if you don’t.”

He nodded, taking the rest of the chastising, before trading you the thermos for the cup itself, “We’ll come back. We’ll all three make it back here. I promise.”

You shook your head, spitting in your hand before offering it to him, “Shake on it.”

So he did.

And the Tommy Shelby that came back from war, wasn’t the Tommy Shelby that sat in the field with you that day.

Your best friend was angry and distant. War medals discarded in the Cut. You could track the change through well wishes of birthdays and condolences of missed holidays and your mothers passing in letters. Each one from each of the boys tucked in the wooden box stored under your bed.

You assumed the last one you sent to Tommy he’d never received. He mustn’t have because he never spoke of it.

When the men started to return, the women’s jobs at the BSA had been revoked, dismissed without a severance, and there was nothing you could do to fight it.

If you had started there before the war there would have been severance. Now, you were left to start over.

The job at the haberdashery didn’t pay wonderfully, but again in the way you find things, that was where you ended up finding your husband. At 28 years old, you decided it was in your best interest to be married before you turned thirty.

Ada and Polly were both more than thrilled. John and Arthur were each determined to buy you a drink to celebrate, and Tommy’s aloofness leant itself to many different answers in the way he offered you a simple, “Congratulations.”

“He’ll come around.” Ada’s assurance wasn’t very believable, but you held on to it as long as you could.

With the important planning complete, there was unfortunately one puzzle piece left that you needed to put in place, whether it would still fit anymore or not was another question.

Tapping lightly on the glass of the door to the snug at the Garrison, you could only see one frosted outline of a person through the glass.

“Come in,” the empty glass gave you a good enough guess that he had already finished one drink and that maybe this conversation wouldn’t be so difficult.

He sat the newspaper aside, sliding you the bottle and the glass as you sank into the wooden chair across from him.

You poured the whiskey into the glass wordlessly, handing him back the bottle, before you took a long drink, looking for anything to calm your nerves.

“Tommy,” he shook his head slowly before taking a drink from the bottle, “I need to know if you remember what you promised me.”

He rubbed the bridge of his nose, almost trying not to smile as you tried to remind him he was once someone that sat across from you in a field, and laughed, and smiled, not the stone faced man that sat here now, “You were twelve and I was fourteen, and I promised you while you and Ada pretended to marry each other in the woods, because you were best friends, that when you really got married, I’d hand you off. Yes. I remember. We shook on it.”

You nodded, teary eyes watching as you returned the glass to the table. Now empty.

“Are you marrying your best friend, then?”

You shook your head, “No, but he’s practical.”

He cleared his throat, taking the glass back before using to to pour himself another drink.

“Does he love you?”

You gave a small, sad, smile, not answering with words, but instead by standing, pulling your sweater a tad bit tighter around yourself.

Tommy nodded, running his tongue along the inside of his teeth before repeating the words used to answer his previous question back to you, to answer it for you, “No,” he nodded swirling the amber liquid in the glass, “but he’s practical.”

“If you don’t-“

He shook his head, smoke billowing as he lit a cigarette, sapphire eyes digging a hole into your soul as he spoke, “For you, I’ll be there.”

The soft knock on the church door pulled you out of the reverie of looking at yourself in the mirror. How did you get to this point?

To see Tommy standing there, doing you the biggest favor anyone could do, while holding true to a stupid childhood promise made you tear up.

“No,” he instructed, brushing the stray tear from under your eye, “don’t do that, eh? You’ll ruin your makeup.”

You nodded, taking a deep breath, “Hold on, I have something for you.”

The small wooden box was lined with felt on the inside. “I wasn’t sure what else to do with it, after we cleaned out the house, but I decided after they got it working again that you probably deserved a thank you for doing this for me.”

He stared at the box blankly as you placed it in his hands. Ada was off somewhere and he looked startled as he took off the lid, brow furrowed, and inspected the pocket watch. You’d had the jeweler engrave his last name on the back so that there were no arguments.

“It was my father’s. I figured it was fitting on a day like today that someone important should have it.”

It had been a very long time since you had seen Tommy smile, “Thank you, you didn’t have to.”

He switched out the watch he wore with the gifted one, putting the old one in the box and setting it aside.

“I know,” he sighed, tentatively removing two envelopes from the inside pocket of his jacket, “that you thought I never answered you. Maybe you thought the letter never made it before we came home,” he shook his head, “and I s’pose, it doesn’t matter now, eh?”

He sat them under the tray the water carafe was on as organ music started in the church, and you thought you saw pain in his eyes as he gave you a hug, the whispered words of “You look amazing,” we’re almost lost on you as he continued talking as if they were never said.

“I’m surprised,” he joked as he pulled the veil over you, tears now able to pool in your eyes unnoticed as he offered you his arm, “that this place hasn’t caught on fire with me in it.”

You sniffled, a dry chuckle escaping as you took his arm, the same way you would when everyone would pretend to get married in the woods, “Damn you, Tommy Shelby.”

Tommy had made lots of mistakes, and as he relinquished possession of that letter, he knew this would be another one.

This one, would be unfixable, and it killed him.

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[justsomekpopstuff]

stray kids as a hockey team - part 2

A/N: hi everyone! Hope you enjoy these as much as I did! If you are a kpop/hockey fan, or if you want to learn more about hockey, feel free to reach out! I am also working on Skz as D&D characters, but its taking me a bit longer. Keep an eye out!

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part 1

stray kids team colors are black, grey, and electric blue based on vibes and vibes alone

the team mascot is a feral fluffy bright blue monster, lovingly named Maniac

one time during the playoffs, the team had to go into double overtime, which means they played through the team's usual meal time

Defenseman!Changbin, of course, was officially starving and going into "hangry" mode. The team switched out starting goaltender!Lee Know with backup goaltender!Seungmin to preserve Lee Know's energy for a potential future game. Lee Know heard Changbin getting hungrier, so he went down the tunnel, and 10 minutes later came back with a full-on sandwich with all the fixings for Changbin to eat on the bench. No one knows how he made the sandwich or where it came from to this day.

starting goaltender!Lee Know has a running Weird Goaltender™️ bet with the entire team, all based around his love for his cats

He got teased one too many times and said "okay, payback time". Now, he regularly sticks little cat stickers over all of his teammates and their gear without them knowing. Whoever accumulates the most cat stickers by the end of the season gets to wear a tutu during the final regular season warm-up. Forward!Felix, forward!Han, and defenseman!Changbin lose regularly.

The team keeps a running tally of how many times everyone falls into and out of the bench during the season (it happens more often than you think)

They honestly try their best to be so careful, but because everything is so fast-paced its easy for them to just completely flop off of and on to the ice. 99% of the time everyone gets a good laugh out of it. At the end of the season they give an award for the best bench-fail of the season. Starting goaltender!Lee Know won one season with an incident just like THIS.

forward!Hyunjin once got a very big modeling contract offered to him when the team was out for a group dinner on an off day

He had to turn it down at the time because they were still in-season, but as soon as the agent left the entire team burst into (supportive) laughter. And, of course, without his knowledge, they called the agent back and told them to get him during the off-season.

when he was first brought on to the team, defenseman!Bang Chan let the managers know that as long as he was on the team, everyone would officially have a no-trade clause in their contracts

They brought him on because of his skill, and allowed him to form the team how he wanted. But that was something that he would not budge on - whoever he picked, as long as they wanted to be there, would be part of the team, no matter what. The higher-ups tried to sneak by him, which led to a multi-day protest where the rest of the team, led by Bang Chan, refused to get on the ice until everyone was brought back and present. Whoever is on the team, Bang Chan will always have their back (and that is why he is the captain).

one of the team's most iconic memes comes at the hands of forward!Han and defenseman!Jeongin

A player from the other team was getting chirpy and decided to ram into forward!Hyunjin as he was starting to skate towards the bench. In perfect unison, Han and Jeongin stood off the bench leaned over and started yelling every ridiculous insult under the sun at that player like two feral raccoons. Some particular highlights included "your hair looks like it came from a halloween store" and "you have the IQ of a preschooler" as well as many other more colorful insults. Fans made merch of feral raccoon Han and Jeongin that have become more popular than some of the team's regular merch.

when the three stars of the game are announced after each game, they come out and throw a plush version of Maniac into the stands for the fans

best tape job: backup goaltender!Seungmin, who uses taping his goalie sticks as a form of meditation before each game, and will sometimes volunteer to do some of his teammates tape-ups as well

worst tape job: forward!Felix based on nothing but pure vibes and energy

the whole team are close friends with hockey team!Ateez, but when they play each other all bets are off and it will be the most chaotic game anyone has ever watched

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[panjakes]

Black on black

Parings: Adams family!wonwooxBlack!reader

Summary: the Jeon family have always been a weird family

“Hey! Ever heard about the Jeon family?”

“The Who?”

“Your new around here, would really expect you to know who they are”

“Well, who are they?”

“See that house over there?”

“Yeah, it’s abandoned right?”

“Wrong, the Jeon family lives there”

“They live in that house? Why?”

“They like it like that. I couldn’t tell you why”

“Who are they?”

“Jeon wonwoo married Jeon Yn. They have two three kids. Wednesday jeon and their twin boys Atsu and Taiwo Jeon. Wednesday is about our age and the twins have to be like three by now”

“They always wear black and white. It’s like they’re attending a funeral”

“Do they come out?”

“The kids do. Wednesday goes to our school and she drops the twins off at daycare. You barely see their parents”

“I seen them once at the grocery store. Everybody tried their best to avoid them. The cashier didn’t even want to ring them up so they just walked out with their groceries”

“Whoa seems scary”

“Talking about my family again?”

The three boys jump turning around seeing Wednesday

“My parents arent scary. They just like keep to themselves. You should really mind your business. And didn’t I tell you to stop watching my house or my mother will eat you”

Wednesday says scaring the three boys. They scream and run away causing her to smirk. She walks into the house and was greeted by Jun, the family’s butler.

“Good afternoon Ms.Wednesday. Causing a ruckus again?” He asks taking her book bag

“You know it” she says causing the man to chuckle

“Your parents are in the study, your mother asks that I tell you that the twins are asleep so keep it down” Jun says

She nods and makes her way to the study. Once reaching the door she opens it to hear her mother rambling

“She had the nerve to tell me I scare her damn cats! Do I care about her damn cats?!” Yn asks

“Not at all” Wonwoo says flipping the page

“She’s lucky I didn’t steal the damn cats” Yn says folding her arms

“Do you want cats my love?” Wonwoo asks

“No. I’m fine with the four baby cats we have” she says and with that being said Wednesday and one of the baby cats walk into the room

“Afternoon princess, how was school?” Wonwoo asks closing his book after bookmarking it

“It was fine. Some kids were stalking our house again” she says walking all the way into the room

“When aren’t people stalking our house” Yn mumbles looking at the shelves of books

“Are they’re your friends?” Wonwoo asks

“Of course not. I have no friends” Wednesday says

“It’s okay to have no friends sweetheart. Your auntie Amina was my only friend growing up” Yn says

“But mommy, daddy said having friends is good” she says making Wonwoo says

“That’s because daddy lives with his best friend” Yn says making Wonwoo chuckle

“Mommy do you know there’s a rumor in town that your way children and cats?” Wednesday asks crawling into wonwoo’s lap

Yn rolls her eyes with a scoff

“Yes I do. They said I ate you when you were born” she says shaking her head. Wonwoo let’s out a chuckle making Yn snap her head in his direction

“It’s not funny woo” she says in warning tone

“I’m just laughing at how ridiculous it is my dear” he says as he takes down Wednesday’s curly pigtails

“I’ve never seen mom eat cats. We have four baby cats” Wednesday says

“And your mother loves our four baby cats” wonwoo says kissing her forehead

“I told them mommy would eat them” Wednesday says making wonwoo chuckle and Yn sulk

“That’s my girl” wonwoo says

“Thats not good Wednesday. Don’t tell anybody else I’ll eat them” you say

“But why? People are always taking about how ugly and scary you are!” She says making your jaw drop

“Ugly?!?!” Yn screeches making the girl nod

Wonwoo reaches over grabbing her hand caressing it with his thumb

“It’s okay sweetheart I find you very beautiful and…very sexy. I would say I’m a very lucky man” he says silting after kissing her hand.

She pulls her hand away with a smirk

“Thank you love” she says

“Honestly my opinion is the only one that matters” he says

Before Yn could respond, Jun walked into the room with both twins holding his hand.

“The twins are awake” he says

“Mommy!”Atsu shouts running over to Yn who scooped him up into her arms

“Hi baby! Did you have a good nap?” She asks making the boy nod. Taiwoo slowly let go of jun’s hand walking over to Wednesday and wonwoo. He didn’t say anything as he tapped her leg putting his arms up

“Up!” He says and up he went as Wednesday picked him up and put him in her lap.

Wonwoo runs his hand through his wild curls with a smile

“Hi son” he says causing the boy to wave. He didn’t talk much, it didn’t bother his parents tho.

“I have an idea!” Yn says

“And that is?” Wonwoo asks with a raised brow

“Jun! Get in here!” She shouts

Soon enough Jun was in the room

“Yes?”

“I need you to make us a reservation at a restaurant. Any restaurant” Yn says making wonwoo frown

“We’re eating out?” He asks

“Yes! Make them for tomorrow night and also count yourself” she says making Jun nod before leaning the room

“Why are we eating out if Gyu comes and cooks for us?” Wednesday asks

“Because I want people to see I don’t eat children and cats!” Yn says

“Honey…who cares?” Wonwoo asks

“You don’t care because it’s not you being accused! I’m a very nice women! I eat children and cats because I wear black and dark makeup?” Yn asks putting her hand on her hip

“No” Wednesday says with a shout

“No!”Atsu says following suit

“That’s right babies! We’re going out tomorrow night!” Yn says making the children cheer

Wonwoo sighs with a smile shaking his head at his family

“W-what’s the name of the reservation?”

“I think we both know the name” wonwoo says

“R-right sorry. Right this way”

The women was practically shaking and the restaurant was quiet. Every pair of eyes was on the jeon family

“They actually left their house?”

“They don’t serve cats and children here what is she going to eat?”

“They have three kids?”

“Who’s the blond guy with them?”

“She’s actually really pretty”

The family sit down at their table and pick up the menus looking over what they may want to eat

“Chickies!!!” Atsu says holding a crayon out to Yn

“You want chicken nuggets Su?” Yn asks grabbing the crayon

“Yes!” He says

“Okay daddy’s going to get you chickies” Yn says coloring the tiger with the small child

Everyone in the restaurant stared in shock at the women and child.

“You want Mac and cheese Taiwoo?” Wonwoo asks causing the boy to shake his head

“You want chickies?” He asks making him nod

“Su are you going to share your chickies with your brother?” Wonwoo asks

“No” he says causing Wednesday and jun to laugh

“Why not?” Yn asks

“He can’t have any” he says

“But why? Sharing is caring” Wonwoo says

“Fine” the boy mumbles coloring away

Yn giggles kissing his forehead

Everyone in the restaurant was shocked at the family. Especially Yn and Wonwoo. All the rumors that went around town about the both of them were Wrong. Yn wasn’t an ugly old women who ate children and cats. Wonwoo wasn’t an mean old cranky man who didn’t take care of his family.

“I’m going to the restroom” wonwoo says before getting up from his seat. As soon as he turned the corner a women with red hair sat in his seat.

“Can I help you?” Yn asks

“Is Mr.Jeon a good husband and parent?” She asks catching you off guard. You look over at Jun who held the same expression you did

“Yes…he is?” You say in a questionable tone handing Atsu his spoon so he can feed himself

“I knew it! From where I was sitting I seen it all! The way he looked at you as he cut your steak and the way he feed the kids?!” She says

“Uh thanks?”

“I can’t even get my husband to take out the trash! Girl he loves you I can tell! And look at these babies oh my aren’t they gorgeous!” She says tickling Atsu who giggles

“Thank you” you say with your brow still raised

“I can just look at you and tell your a kind women. Your so beautiful. Those rumors don’t even have a little bit of truth to them! Why did they start anyway?” She asks

You point to your makeup and dress

“I’m not exactly this towns norm” you say with a sarcastic smile

“Yeahhh…Wednesday goes to beacon middle right?” She asks causing you to nod

“You should come to the PTA meeting tomorrow! You and Mr.Jeon!” She says

“You sure? I won’t scare the other parents?” You ask

“Girl no! I got your back! You’ll be there right?” She asks

“I guess” you say taking the spoon from Atsu who was now playing in the bowl of Mac and cheese

“Great! I’ll see you tomorrow!” She says leaving the seat

“That was weird” Jun says

“Yes it was…Wednesday who’s mother was that?” You ask

“Cherry…I don’t like her. I want to punch her in the face” Wednesday says

“Honey, who was that women in my seat?” Wonwoo asks coming back to the table

“Cherrys mother”

“And who’s cherry?”

“My classmate. Daddy I don’t like her.” Wednesday says

“What did she want?”

“She told me to come to the PTA meeting tomorrow night”

“Are you going to go?” Wonwoo asks cleaning Atsu’s mouth

“Yeah” Yn says making the whole family stop and look at her . Even the babies

“Why?” Wonwoo asks

“Why not? We should be more involved in Wednesday’s school life” yn says shrugging

“This might not be as good of an idea as you think baby” Wonwoo says handing Taiwoo his cup of juice

“We’re going. End of discussion” yn says

“As you wish” he says throwing his hands up in surrender.

“You always look beautiful in black” Wonwoo says kissing your cheek

“I know. It’s my favorite color” Yn say fluffing her puff

She applied black lipstick to her lips before grabbing her purse. She leaves the room with Wonwoo in tow.

“Mommy!! Mommy!” Atsu shouts running over to her wrapping his tiny arm around her leg

“Hi Su baby! Mommy and daddy will be back okay?” She asks causing the smile child to nod

“Now, go get Uncle Jun!” Yn whispers

“I heard that!” Jun shouts from wherever he was

Yn giggles before opening the door.

“Wednesday!” Wonwoo shouts

“Yes?” She says coming from the shadows

“Be on your worst behavior”Wonwoo smirks with a wink

“Aren’t I always?” She says making her parents chuckle before leaving the house

“Now are you doing this to fit in? Cause I don’t get it?” Wonwoo asks

“Fuck fitting in! I just want to prove that I don’t eat children and cats. They took that rumor TOO far” Yn says making Wonwoo nods parking the car.

“Understandable my love, please understand your probably a better person that most of those women in there. That’s why they started rumors about you” he says kissing your knuckles

“Aww aren’t you sweet? I appreciate it love” you say leaning over to kiss his cheek.

Wonwoo rushes to your side of the car opening your door and you made you way into the school. When you made it to the PTA room everyone got quiet

“Hello ladies, and gents how are you?” You ask taking a seat

“What are you doing here?” A blond women asks

“Uh I am a parent of a student who goes here” you say looking at her as if she was dumb

“Well it’s good we have you here because we have something’s to discuss about Wednesday” another blond women says

“Ah! My darling daughter! She’s just an angel isn’t she” you asks making Wonwoo chuckle. You both knew wrong

“Quite the opposite actually. She threaten to stomp another girl into next week if she pulled on her pigtails again”

“Well what was another girl doing pulling on her hair?” Wonwoo asks raising a brow

“Is the other child punished?” Yn asks tilting her head

“Uh no but-“

“Then we don’t need to hear anything else. Next” you say waving your hand

“Well Uh Wednesday also threw a book at another student”

“And what did the other student do?”

“Is that really important? Your daughter is hurting and threading other students”

“It does fucking matter because I know my daughter isn’t just doing stuff unprovoked. So what did the other student do?” Yn asked crossing her legs

“The other student poured milk on her”

“So these students are just fucking with my child and you want to make her out to be the perpetrator? I’ve heard enough.” Yn says standing up

“Wait! Ms.jeon!” The women from the restaurant says

“No! Your lucky I haven’t heard about any of this sooner” yn says

“Or what?” A black haired man says getting in yns face

“I’d step down if I were you, and don’t step to my wife ever again.” Wonwoo says standing up from his seat

“Psh I’m not scared of you, your kid gave mine a black eye. You think your family’s all high and mighty because everyone is scared of you? Well I’m not. Get your dumbass wife and disobedient child under control” the man says

Before you can say anything else Wonwoo grabs the man by his shirt before punching him in the face. He hit him two more times before letting him go allowing him to fall to the floor

“That’ll be your last time disrespecting my family” Wonwoo says dusting off his all black suit

“Well Cherry’s mom. This was a very eventful PTA meeting. This was my first and last time coming to one of these. Please do not let me catch wind that my daughter is being messed up or I will reign hell…Thank you.” Yn says taking wonwoo’s extended hand

He clasp his hand in hers before leading her to the door and back to the car

“How’d it go?” Jun asks

“Oh it was splendid! Wonwoo punched a man!” Yn says chuckling

“Daddy! You punched a guy?” Wednesday asks

“I sure did. Why didn’t you tell me and your mother that kids were bothering you?” He asks

“I didn’t need to. I took care of it” she says making Yn clap

“That’s my babygirl! Defend yourself” Yn says

“That is good you took care of it but you still need to tell us just in case it gets out of hand, okay?” Wonwoo says

“Okay daddy” she says nodding

“We love you okay?” Yn says

“I love you too” she says smiling

“Love too!” Atsu screams coming down the stairs in jun’s arm. Taiwoo holding his hand

“Of course baby, we love you too” Yn says taking the child from jun and Wonwoo picking up taiwoo from the ground.

“Ya know what. Fuck everybody else. Our little quaint family is all we need. Ain’t that right Jun?” Wonwoo says

“That is right”jun says smiling

“I really don’t care about anybody else. I just draw the line at me eating cats and children” Yn says

“And it’s understandable sweetheart. Movie night?” Wonwoo asks

“Come on! Jun pop the popcorn please” Yn says walking towards the living room with her children and husband tow

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[sl-newsie]

Spelled: Descendants Halloween Special! 🎃

Summary: The Auradon kids put on a Haunted trail and the VKs, being new to Halloween traditions, decide to check it out. (Based after Descendants 3)

“Why are we doing this again?” Audrey asks in an annoyed tone as she hands Jane an orange banner. “Auradon’s never done a haunted trail. We always do a Halloween dance.”

“We do a dance for everything!” I huff as I set down a tote of pumpkins. “For once I want to do something more interactive.”

Indeed, it seems that nearly every event at Auradon Prep is another ridiculous dance. But this year I finally convinced Ben to do something different: a haunted trail in the Enchanted Forest with a costume contest. And what’s even better is that it’s the VKs first Halloween! This is by far my favorite time of year, no question! The changing leaves, the candy, amazing costumes, and an excuse to be my true witchy self!

Audrey cocks an eyebrow. “I thought you didn’t celebrate Auradon traditions, you know being raised in the woods and all.”

I gawk and put a hand on my hip. “Um, excuse me? I’m the daughter of a witch, Audrey. This is my holiday! And so far from what I’ve seen this haunted trail wouldn’t frighten a kitten. No offense, Jane.”

“None taken!” She steps down from the ladder and seems to get an idea. “Actually, maybe you could help us scare it up a bit? What magic would make it scary?”

I think for a moment. “Definitely a shrieking hex, some lightning jinxes, random bodies…”

“Fake bodies, right?” Audrey asks, slightly nervous.

“Oh you want fake dead bodies?” I grin mischievously. “Very well then. I can also get Binx to sneak up and scare people. He’s good at that.”

In the next three hours we’ve completed the finishing touches, and just in time too. It’s beginning to get dark out and that means it’s almost time to start scaring. It’s no wonder why the VKs are the first to show.

“Mwahaha!” I jump out from behind a tree and find my first victims: Mal, Ben, Jay, Carlos, Celia, and Lonnie. “Welcome, foolish mortals! Dare to test thy fate in the deadwood grove!”

Ben, Carlos, and Lonnie all jump, but the others are less amused.

“Nice scare, Magica. Maybe next you’ll throw a fake spider at me?” Celia smirks.

“Believe me, your terrors are just beginning.” I look around. “Where’s Evie?”

“She and Dizzy are having a Halloween movie marathon with a few others. They’re not really into the whole ‘scary stuff.’” Carlos gives my witch outfit a look-over. “Nice costume. I guess Halloween’s really your thing, huh?”

“Oh yes, this is definitely my favorite holiday!” I cackle. “And I’m pleased to see you all joined in for the costume contest!”

Mal’s a spider queen, Ben’s dressed as a knight, Jay chose to be Frankenstein, Carlos and Dude are matching skeletons, Celia is a venus fly trap, and Lonnie is a fairy.

“You bet!” Dude barks from below and scratches at his costume. “But I’m glad it’s only one night, ‘cause this thing is itchy!”

“What have you got in store for us, Enchantress?” Carlos smirks.

“You’ll have to find out.” I heard them over to the forest entrance, but then we hear someone calling for us to wait. We turn around and find Uma jogging up to join us.

“Harry and Gil are too chicken, so they’re pigging out on candy back on the Isle. Let’s go!”

“What are you dressed up as?” Jane asks as she scans Uma for her costume.

“Myself,” Uma states like it’s obvious.

Carlos gives a stiff nod. “You’re right, that’s scary enough.”

Uma doesn’t get the joke and just keeps walking to the trail entrance, followed by the rest of the VKs. Once they’re inside I wait with Jane and listen, both of us bursting with cackling laughter when the screams start. This means my added enchantments are working! 

Dude comes sprinting out, chased by Binx.

“That cat’s gonna get me!” he barks. “This is all wrong- I’m supposed to be chasing him!”

The frightened canine makes me laugh and I hold up a hand. “Alright, Binx. Let him be.”

The black cat chuckles. “You should have seen how well your magic worked inside! Your aunt would be proud.”

Yes, but for now they’ll be celebrating All Hallow’s Eve elsewhere.

When the VKs rush out they all have cheerful smiles and are laughing like lunatics, all except Carlos.

“Where’s Dude!? Magica have you seen-?”

I point to the dog in question, who’s laying in a pile of leaves. “He’s right there, calm down. Binx was just having a little fun is all.”

He sighs in relief and looks at me with wide eyes. “Th- That was one of the creepiest things I’ve ever seen! Is Halloween always this scary?”

“Yes, especially when you’re dealing with a Sanderson.” I put a hand on his shoulder. “But it’s fun to be scared, isn’t it?”

Carlos lets out a laugh. “Yeah, it kinda is. Right, guys?”

Mal and Ben are laughing from so much excitement, while Uma just shrugs. The others however keep looking around for something.

“I thought there was supposed to be candy?” Celia asks.

I smirk and step over to my cauldron. “It’s candy thou seeks, is it? Well-” I throw in some moon powder and in a big poof! the entire cauldron fills with sweets. “Trick or treat, Auradon!”

Jay whoops in delight and rubs his hands together while approaching the cauldron with a gleam in his eye. “Now this is what I’m talking about! This is what Halloween is all about!”

“Um, uh-uh. It’s about scaring people!” Uma argues.

“I like the costumes!” Jane cheers from the trail entrance.

Everyone starts talking about what they love most about the spooky holiday, but it’s Mal, Ben, and me that just shrug it off.

“Halloween isn’t just a holiday, it’s a lifestyle.” I flick some sparks up and make them appear as ghostly visions. “It doesn't have to be about just one perk.”

“Sparks is right,” Ben agrees as he takes Mal’s hand. “It’s a fun holiday that brings people together, whether it be through getting scared or getting candy.”

Mal nods. “I’m so glad we’re finally getting to try out these fun traditions. It’s a lot more fun than the stuff we do on the Isle.”

Audrey hears this and scoffs. “Really? I thought you VKs would have Halloween as, like, your cult holiday. Isn’t it the type of holiday that your parents basically invented?”

“Not exactly,” Celia speaks up. “It was actually Auradon that decided to use our parents’ evil tricks to turn Halloween into a time for mischief and scary stuff. On the Isle the most we do is carve turnips.”

Her explanation makes everyone’s spirits start to droop, so I wave it off. “Now now, let’s ignore the past and focus on the present. It’s Halloween! Let’s have some fun! Who’s up for getting donuts and cider at Little Miss Muffet’s?” I offer a wide smile. “Binx, you in?”

The black cat lets out a joyful meow. “I’m always up for a trip to town!”

By now the others have started to get excited too. 

“Alright, we’re in!” Jay grabs Carlos and Celia, ushering them toward me. 

Ben and Mal back off. “You guys have fun, we’re going back to meet up with Evie.”

“I’ll go!” Lonnie raises her hand.

“I will too!” Jane joins her. “Audrey?” 

Audrey rolls her eyes. “Fiiine, we’ll go too.” 

The only one left is Uma, who just nods. “I’ve got nothing better going on. Why not?”

“Where’s the car?” Celia asks.

I tilt my head and smile. “Oh, no. This is my holiday, you’re all traveling in style!” I snap my fingers and brooms appear, getting a startled reaction from Audrey.

“No, no, no! I am not riding this death trap!”

“I will!” Lonnie mounts the broom and tries kicking off, only staying grounded. “How does it work?”

“They’re enchanted. Just say ‘fly!’” 

I grab my own broom just as Binx jumps up to perch on my shoulder and we zoom up into the cool night air. When I look back I see the others are following, all with big grins on their faces.

“Wow, have I been missing out!” Jay shouts as he dips up and down. “Trixie, this is so fun!” He flies down and taps Carlos’ shoulder, who swats him away.

“Stop doing that!” Carlos speeds up and meets up with me in front. “Thanks, Magica! This is the best holiday ever!”

I chuckle. “Just wait ‘til you guys try Christmas!”

“What’s that?” Lonnie asks from behind.

“You’ll see!” I say mischievously.

“Happy Halloween, Enchantress!” Carlos calls before flying off to join Jane.

The scene squeezes my heart, but Binx gives my shoulder a light squeeze and I look past it.

“Happy Halloween, Auradon!”

#disney descendants #descendants carlos #carlos descendants #carlos de vil x reader #lonnie descendants #audrey descendants #descendants #mal descendants #evie descendants #jay descendants #uma descendants #harry hook descendants #gil descendants #halloween #trick or treat #haunted trail #jane descendants #ben descendants #descendants x reader

[heerocks]

CURIOUS CAT — the luck on heeseung's side

SYNOPSIS! Curious Cat is an app that peaked three years ago where people use it to flirt with their crush anonymously and then suddenly forgot about it.

or wherein, Y/N was devastated when her crush, Lee Heeseung indirectly rejecting her in high school. Three years later, both of them have this unknown beef between them that even their friends don't know the real reason behind. One day, Y/N suddenly remembered and opened her C.C. account, and saw that someone by the name 'Ethan' confessed to her three years ago.

"Noona?" You flinched, not expecting someone to see you, at least not someone familiar. You slowly turned around, laughing awkwardly when you met Niki's gaze who was now obviously confused. "Why are you hiding there— woah!" Before he can finish his question, your hands automatically pull him down to squat and hide beside you.

You shushed him like a kid, gesturing with your finger on your lips, which the young man mirrored. Both of you peek in the direction of the dorm, you in with the hope that heeseung didn't see that, and for Niki who's just curious and excited about what the two of you are going to do.

Then, as if life wanted some drama, the gate opened. Heeseung walked outside, dressed casually. He looks good in his all-black ensemble. Black sweatpants and a simple black shirt partnered with a black cap. Fortunately, he didn't see you as his eyes were fixated on some sort of paper in his eyes while smiling relentlessly.

What is in the paper that makes you smile like this, heeseung?

Then, the next thing you heard was a gasp from the boy beside you. The same sound made you come back to reality. Oh, you forgot Niki's here too. Shit.

"What?" You nonchalantly asked the boy whose eyes are now staring widely at you with his hand covering his mouth. Talk about being dramatic, just like his hyung.

"Noona, don't tell me... you're stalking heeseung hyung?!"

You clicked your tongue, looking offended before gently hitting his finger that he points at you. "I'm not a stalker, okay? I just want to know the truth!"

"I don't know, noona. This a very stalker-ish behavior for me" He replied keeping his voice in check while both of you followed heeseung from afar. "What 'truth' do you mean, anyway?" You were about to answer, or, even rant but then realized that Niki is part of heeseung's circle. Of course, he knew something.

"What?" He asked when you suspiciously looked at him.

"You know something, didn't you?"

"Like what, noona?"

"Like, who's the person heeseung likes? or—" Or, if he's the one giving me gifts?

Of course, Niki knows. It's you, duh. One thing he doesn't get is why grownups make things complicated. He will never fall in love, he thought. As for you, you don't need to know that he knows. Where's the excitement with that, right? "Noona, believe me, or not, I know nothing. The hyungs keep my nose out with that topic because apparently, I'm too young for that." He answered, quoting the last words with his fingers before shrugging.

Nothing's bad with a little white lie, right? Well, some of it was true anyways. Since something's telling him that his hyungs are hiding something from him these days. Niki was just lucky because he can keep and act cool compared to his hee hyung, making it believable to you.

"So.. will you tell heeseung?" Your voice was low, slowly asking without looking at him. You need to look out for heeseung because what if you two lost him. Luckily for you, the boy in question was in his own world.

Niki gasped. Now, he's the one who feel offended "No, of course not! I ain't a snitch, noona" You chuckled, patting his head. "Alright, don't worry. I'll treat you with some bungeoppang later to make it up to you" The boy looked at you, face asking 'how did you know?'. You smiled, "Heeseung mentioned it last time. Now, come on. We might lose him.

After a few steps, you realized heeseung was on the way to a grocery store. He came inside and both, you and Niki did the same too. Heeseung grabbed different things on different shelves around the store which is a usual routine to do.

"Noona, I don't think hee hyung was doing something fishy. He might just want to help jay hyung with picking the groceries" Niki whispered as both of you observed the black-haired man reading the label of milk on the other side of the aisle. Heeseung then put out his phone as if he just received a message before typing on it.

Don't tell me that I got caught by your friend, labeled as a stalker, and walked like 10km away from my own dorm for this, heeseung?

You were about to give up and walk away when your phone suddenly rang, both you and Niki flinched at the sound. Your hands instantly put out your phone, frantically tapping the reject button.

'Why does Heeseung calling you right now?'

But then, the screen froze, leaving the phone constantly ringing with you still unable to decline the call. And, as if heaven heard your desperate call, the sound stops causing you to be relieved.

"N-noona..." Niki called from your side, why does he sound nervous though? You look up, hoping Heeseung didn't hear it even though deep inside you know he did. The sound was loud enough for people across you to look. Your eyes tried to find him but he was nowhere to be seen.

"What are you two doing here?" Heeseung's voice echoed from behind, and swear, you don't want to turn around and face the man. It was embarrassing.

"Y/N?" He called again and that's your cue, you slowly turned around meeting Heeseung's eyes. "What are you doing here? At this hour? And with, Niki at that?" The boy beside you groaned, "What the heck, hyung? You make it sounds like I'm the bad influence on noona." Heeseung didn't reply though he jokingly grimaced, his eyes still on you.

You laughed, maybe a bit louder than you intended to while your hands slowly reached your nape. Your eyes awkwardly peek at Heeseung, but you can't cope with how intensely he stares at you. He was not angry though, just surprised. Maybe you just can't handle the fact that you were caught tailing him. Wait, he shouldn't know that you were following him.

"O-oh hi, Heeseung! I just um— taking Niki on a date... yeah, when I bumped into him earlier..." You tip your feet, trying to hook your right arm on Niki's shoulder but it failed. Why is this boy so tall, anyways?! Fortunately, Niki knew how to play along. He silently squats closer to the ground making his height identical to yours before nodding and smiling at his hyung.

Heeseung was obviously weirded out at the stunt both you and Niki pulled, he was about to open his mouth when you cut him off afraid of what he'll say. "A-and, we certainly don't know that you're here! Like, for real!"

The man was surprised at your sudden outburst but decided to let it go. "Right.." He replied dragging the sound, "But, y/n. Sunoo was worried about you, he texted awhile ago asking if you were with me since you haven't come home since our class earlier."

Oh, so Sunoo's the one who texted him. "Is that why you called me?" Heeseung nodded, "Wait for me here, I'll just pay for my things then I'll get you home" He said turning around to the cashier.

"What? Wait, heeseung, no! I still need to take niki out on a date. You can go ahead, we're—"

"Okay. Then, let's take him out on a date"

"What?" You ask, brain not completely processing his words yet. Who takes who on a date?

Heeseung turned around, his face moving closer to yours, causing you to step back. "You heard me, let's take Niki out on a date... together" You heard Niki snort from behind but Heeseung's face was just a few inches away from yours that you can't even scold the young one. This man is causing an internal dilemma and he didn't even know that his presence affects you effectively.

He observed you for a few seconds then smiled before standing again, "Now, wait for me. I'll pay for this and ask Hoon to pick it up."

When Heeseung was a few steps away, you dramatically inhaled as if he was the one who cut off your air supply when he suddenly pulled that stunt.

"Is that really necessary?!"

"Nice one, hyung." Niki mumbled still laughing while you tried compose yourself. "Isn't it hot here?" You asked niki while fanning yourself with your hand.

Niki just shrugged, "Noona, you're red" He pointed out.

"I am not!"

"You are!"

"Stop, or no bungeoppang for you later"

"Fine. But you're still red"

"Niki?!" You whispered helplessly not knowing the man who was the reason of your suffering heard it all alright. Heeseung can't help but smile as he walks toward the cashier. Things turn unexpectedly but it seems like luck was on his side.

chapter 47 — the luck on heeseung's side

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GENRE! smau + written, on crack, slow burn, mutual pinning or past pinning, university au, kinda enemies to lovers troupe, heeseung is a simp, reader is kind of dumb, friends bullying friends

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[mytheoristavenue]

ST Domestic with a pet HCs

Summary: You and your boyfriend have been living together for a while, and got your first pet last month. This is how your mornings go.

Steve Harrington

- You moved into Steve’s apartment about six months ago, and last month he surprised you with a sweet Golden Retriever puppy to celebrate your anniversary.

- “Oh, the kids are gonna love ‘im.” he said, when the pair of you went to pick them up from school. They all piled into the back of his car, fawning over the pup, bickering over who got to hold him first, ultimately, Max won out. “Say hello to the 7th nugget!”

-You always got up before Steve did, making breakfast, and always sitting on the balcony with a cup of coffee, and Nugget laying at your feet. You’d talk to him for a bit, until you couldn’t stand his puppy eyes anymore, at which point, you’d go to feed him.

- No matter what you made for breakfast, Nugget always got his own, where it be a scrambled egg, slab of ham, or an un-sugared slop of oatmeal. 

- Steve would always be up and into the kitchen by the time breakfast was ready, and everyday, without fail, he’d pick the blond dog up and hold him, kissing his face and snuggling him. “Oh, c’mere, big guy! Oh, you’re so tough aren't ya?”

Eddie Munson

- You moved and Eddie moved into your own trailer in the park right after graduation. This one was much smaller than the one he shared with his uncle, only being one bedroom, with a small conjoined kitchen and dining room, and a living room. To celebrate your new home, Eddie took you to a pet store and you both agreed on a ball python.

- Eddie named it Vic Rattlehead, after the mascot of one of his favorite bands, Megadeath. A week later, you both found out that Rattlehead was a female, so, Eddie now calls her Ms. Rattlehead.

- You and Eddie typically wake up together, laying in bed for a bit before actually getting around. Rattlehead’s tank sits on your dresser, so usually, he’ll roll out of bed, shirtless, and go straight for her. 

- “Good morning, beautiful.” he cooes, opening her tank and letting her slither up his arm, before scooping her out. While he loves on her, you normal get up and refill her water dish and leave her some food if it’s a feeding day.

Jonathan Byers

- You and Jonathan rented a house about eight months ago, during the summer before college began. You were content by yourselves for a bit, until one morning you heard the cries of a distressed animal. Jonathan called in sick to work that day to crawl under the structure of your home to find it. You were brought to tears when he walked into the kitchen, covered in mud, gloved hands cradling the smallest orange tabby cat you’d ever seen. You both spent that day cleaning him and feeding him. You made a silent agreement that he’d stay with you.

- Jonathan named the cat Louie, and when you asked him why, he simply shrugged, saying it felt right. Now, Louie is fully grown, he’s spoiled rotten, and Jon’s best friend. As soon as he comes home from work or school, he jumps right up on his laugh, laying out like a loaf of bread. 

- Jonathan almost always gets up before you, accustomed to doing so to care for his brother as a teen. He usually makes eggs and toast for breakfast, listening to music in the kitchen and singing to his cat, always warming a saucer of milk for him. Sometimes, get up in time to take a few polaroids with Jon’s camera of him dancing around with Louie in his arms.

Argyle

- You moved in with Argyle about three months ago when you both began college classes. You both had found a small RV in a cheap, but nice enough RV park. One evening, he came home from work with a something in the breast pocket of his shirt, which he seemed to be talking to. When you asked him about it, he scooped a tiny rat kit, smelly and covered in grime. 

- “Found this little guy behind the dumpster at work. Can we keep him?” he explained, holding the rat to the nape of his neck for warmth. How could you say no?

- You’ve never gotten up later than Argyle, mostly due to you working a day shift and he a nightshift, but regardless. You usually get up and make yourself breakfast, and pack him a lunch to eat before he goes to work. While you’re up, you usually feed the rat, which is nearly fully grown by now. Argyle named him Chuck, but he usually refers to him as ‘The big cheese’. 

#stranger things #stranger things x reader #jonathan byers x reader #steve harrington #jonathan byers #argyle #argyle x reader #eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #stranger things headcanons

[jillianrose305]

More obey me scenarios from me maladaptive day dreaming ^3^

SAMS AND COSTCO EDITION

Lucifer:Rember we don't want to cause chaos in the human realm during our vist if you do you be punished at home

Mammon:yeah yeah Let's go already!

Lucifer:Mammon...

Mammon:I mean Yes sir!

*insert sadistic lucifer smile here*

Luke:*grabbing mc's sleeve* come on i want to go see if they have ingredient for that new dessert recipe

MC: oh my diavolo yes let's go

*both about to run off*

Simeon:luke you both have to grab a cart first

Luke:oh right

*after every pair grabs their cart*

Lucifer:Alright stick with your pairs im gonna say them one more time[just read the pairs below]

Group 1 latte duo: Satan and Asmodeus

Group 2 "Dialuci is what I've heard people call us! Oh no..." = Lucifer and Lord Diavolo

Group 3 : lukes dads = Simeon and Barbatos

Group 4 : Best Brothers = Beelzebub and Brlphagor

Group 5 : Act most like siblings = Leviathan and mammon

Group 6 =Mephistopheles and rapheal

Group 7 = Thirteen and Solomon

Group 8 : unsupervised = Mc and LUKE.<3

[Just little tidbits not full thing]

Asmo: Oh my look at all these facial kits~

Satan:*holding romance books and a new coffee maker* ...

Asmo:...

Satan: Romance movies and facials while drinking coffee.

Asmo:your the best brother Satan!~

[Next group]

Lucifer: Lord Diavolo are you sure this is neseaccary

[Diavolos goofy laugh]

Diavolo: Of course it is!

*the cart full of random items and diavolo is holding up matching pajamas for him, lucifer, Mc, and Batbatos*

[Next group]

Barbatos: I feel this would be best for a new recipe I've been wanting to try.

Simeon:oh?

Barbatos: i sall this tea jelly to put on pastries when reading a book the other day sometimes people glaze it with honey or some sort of cream.

Simeon: oo sounds delicious would you mind if I also tried to make it when we get back i feel the jelly itself would be good in bubble milk tea.

Barbatos: I wouldn't mind at all and that does sound delightful.

[Next group]

Beelzebub: hmm this looks delicious

Belphagor: mhm.. we should get more bedding and food for a sleepover with MC later.

Beelzebub: I agree. ... do you think MC wants chocolate or strawberry pudding..

Belphagor:hmm get both

Beelzebub:hm your right..

[Next group]

Levithan: woah! They have limited edition Tsl Plushies!

Mammon:..get 5 of each I want to sell 1 of each..

Leviathan:heh? What are you gonna do with the other three of each...hehe are you gonna gift them to MC and Beel?~

Mammon: Sh- shut up!

Leviathan:but I can't figure who the last set will go too...wait ARE YOU A TSL FAN!

Mammon: JUST PUT THEM IN THE CART

Leviathan:lol lower

Mammon:YOU LITTERALY LIKE IT MORE THEM ME

Leviathan: Shut up Mammon

[Next group]

Mephistopheles :This camera would be great for the Newspaper club!

Rapheal:[lost somewhere in the store]

[Next group]

Group 7: they weren't aloud inside and just went into a boba shop nearby

[Next group]

Luke:MC Look at this! Can I get it for Simeon?

MC: of course Luke . *ruffles his hair*

Luke: hey I'm not a kid!

MC:*giggles*

[Alright next is what everyone bought]

Asmodeus and Satan: Hello kitty coffee maker, k - cups, coffee beans, Creamer, sugar, hello kitty blankets, Fluffy body pillows, nail polish, Facial kit.

Diavolo and Lucifer: Cat keyboard, Random bakery items, Choclate fountain, 4 pairs of matching silk PJs, 4 matching slippers, Nail polish, Orbees spa feet thing, INSANE amount of stationary and note books, Wine , tea, and seafood.

Simeon and Barbatos: 15 Times of teas,milk,sugar, Mason jars, Costers , pens, 5 cook books, Aprons, Books, matching Sunglasses , and Diet coke.

Belphagor and Beelzebub: 2 Alaskan king beds , 10 throw blankets, 8 comforters, 30 pillows, 15 oversized Plushies, insane amount of snacks, matching PJ'S, Hulu subscription, Netflix subscription, Disney + Subscription, and 4 board games.

Leviathan and mammon: 5 full TSl plushie sets.

Mephistopheles and rapheal : New camera and a churro.

Solomon and Thirteen: Boba.

MC and Luke: Gift for Simeon and matching hoodies.

#obeymeswd #obey me #obey me scenarios

[dr-annie]

✨Incorrect quotes✨

STRIKER :

Striker: When do I get my own gun?

Annie: I wouldn’t trust you with my kid’s lightsaber.

Striker: I was arrested for being too cool.

Annie: The charges were dropped due to a lack of supporting evidence.

Striker, in a beach shirt: So sue me, it's October and I'd like to be on Island Time for a day!

Annie: I have Spotify open right now on my computer, do you want me to blast you? Do you want me to put you on blast? Cuz I've got your history right here on the sidebar,

Annie: Take it Back by Jimmy Buffet, Nautical Wheelers by Jimmy Buffet, Jolly Mon Sing by Jimmy Buffet, Steamer by Jimmy Buffet, trEAT HER LIKE A LADY BY JIMMY BUFFET, MAÑANA BY JIMMY BUFFET, WHEN SALOME PLAYS THE DRUMS BY JAMES BUFFET, HAVANA DAYDREAMIN BY JIMMY BUFFET- What the FUCK happened to you?!

Striker, laughing: I HAD A CASE OF THE MONDAYS

Annie: ARE YOU HAUNTED?! ARE YOU FUCKING POSSESSED?!

Annie: YOU USED TO BE MY FRIEND

Striker, cry-laughing: ᴵ ᴴᴬᴰ ᴬ ᶜᴬˢᴱ ᴼᶠ ᵀᴴᴱ ᴹᴼᴺᴰᴬʸˢ

Annie: Fight me!

Striker: *gets on one knee and pulls out a ring*

Striker: Fight me for the rest of our lives..

Striker: Smart is attractive. Educate me on something I don't know!

Annie: The mouth of a jellyfish is also an anus.

Striker: Stop.

Striker: *angrily presses Annie against a wall* WHERE'S THE MONEY?!

Annie: ...

Annie: Are we about to kiss-

Striker: Babe, you're so funny!

Annie: We have 1492 days until your tragic premature death. You will break my trust three times before that happens, but I forgive you.

Striker: Awwww, that's sweet of you!

Striker: We wouldn’t last two minutes without Annie.

Striker:

Striker: Don’t tell them I said that.

Annie: I know how this must look but I can assure you we have a perfectly logical explanation.

Striker: Yeah! We’re cowards!

Annie: Why are you late?

Striker: A technical error occurred, causing an unexpectedly long bout of unconsciousness.

Annie: Overslept?

Striker: Overslept.

VELVETTE (red-velvette-cakes) :

Annie: So you like cats?

Velvette: Yeah.

Annie: *tries to impress them by slowly pushing a glass off the table*

Velvette: Okay, I’m going to get the wedding cake.

Annie: Perfect, while you do that I’ll check on the ring bear.

Velvette: ...

Velvette: You mean ring bearER, right?

Annie: ...

Velvette: Look me in the eyes and tell me you are not going to bring a dangerous wild animal to our wedding.

Velvette: Is something burning?

Annie, leaning seductively on the counter: Just my desire for you.

Velvette: Annie, the toaster is literally on fire.

Annie: *Holding up a pack of pencils* These are kinda cute.

Velvette: Annie, that’s gay.

Annie: We’ve been dating for 2 years—

Velvette: We have a problem.

Annie: No, YOU have a problem. I have an idiot who keeps making them.

Annie: We should be partners.

Velvette: You mean like, partners in crime?

Annie: Yeah... that’s precisely what I meant.

Annie: Please say words of encouragement to me so I don’t murder someone right now.

Velvette: There are no books in prison.

Annie: *sighs* Thank you.

Velvette: You have your weirdly sincere humility.

Annie: I prefer the term "self-loathing", actually.

Annie: How do you want your coffee?

Velvette: Black, like my soul.

Annie:

Annie: Velvette, your soul is a latte.

Velvette walking into the kitchen and seeing all their limes peeled: Annie, I love you but, what the h-e-double FUCK.

Annie, sipping coffee happily: I love you too :)

Velvette: This date is boring!

Annie: This isn't a date. I said I was going to the store.

Velvette: Then why did you invite me?

Annie: I didnt, I specifically said "don't come with me," then you said, "fuck you Annie I'll do whatever I want!

Annie: Well, Velvette and I finally did it!

The rest of the squad: *gasps, shocked expressions, etc.*

Annie: That's right... We kissed!

Velvette: How much did you spend on this date?

Annie: $1400. But all of it's on credit cards, so it's like $5 a month for the next 2,000 years.

Velvette: I feel like doing something stupid.

Annie: I’m stupid, do me.

Velvette: Annie, I…

Velvette: I love you!

Annie: Not my problem.

Annie, texting Velvette: Velvette there’s a moth on the outside of the bathroom door can you get rid of it?

Annie: Pls hurry because I’m going to cry

Annie: Velvette

Annie: Velvette

Velvette: Velvette is dead. You’re next. Love, Moth.

Velvette (ask-velvette-offical) :

Velvette: look Annie, I'm not slut shaming you but...

Velvette: Actually yeah, I'm TOTALLY slut shaming you.

Velvette : AWWWW ODETTE'S SO NICE! SHE'S WAY BETTER THAN ANNIE

Annie : well fuck you too!

Annie, turning to Velvette: Stop calling yourself hot, the only thing you can turn on is the microwave.

Velvette: Remember, if you die in the simulation—

Annie: Yeah, yeah, I know, if you die in the simulation you die in real life.

Velvette: What? No! You need to reset the simulation with the terminal! What is WRONG with you?!

Annie: You look like a corpse that was just pulled out of the river.

Velvette: Wrong. I look like a cool rock star who just OD'd in their own pool. Big difference.

Annie: There. How do I look?

Velvette: Like a cheap French harlot.

Annie: French?!

Annie : I'M DUTCH MOTHERFUCKER!

Annie: We’ve found the person who stole your identity and was impersonating you.

Velvette: Where were they?

Annie: Eating cheetos and crying in their car.

Velvette, impessed: Damn, they really went for it.

Baxter :

Annie: Sleep is the body’s best safety mechanism.

Baxter: How so?

Annie: It keeps you from screwing up for 8 hours.

Annie, confused and exasperated: Baxter, how do you plan on telling a bear to go vegan?

Baxter: Politely.

Baxter: *raises eyebrows*

Annie: Put those back down!

*Annie and Baxter are texting*

Annie: Who are you? Someone changed the names in my phone.

Baxter: What did they change my name to?

Annie: Chosen One.

Baxter: Don’t change it back.

Annie: BUT WHO ARE YOU?!?!

Baxter: I’m the chosen one.

Baxter: You look really stressed.

Annie: Haha, it’s the stress.

Baxter : Annie are you okay?

Baxter: Hey Annie, can you give me the opposite of these words?

Baxter: Always, Coming, From, Take, Me, Down.

Annie: Never, Going, To, Give, You-

Annie: The fucking satisfaction.

*While planning to break in somewhere*

Baxter: Hey, let's do "Get Help!"

Annie: What?

Baxter: "Get Help."

Annie: No.

Baxter: C'mon, you love it!

Annie: I hate it.

Baxter: It's great! It works every time!

Annie: It's humiliating.

Baxter: Do you have a better plan?

Annie: No.

Baxter: We're doing it!

Annie: We are not doing "Get Help!"

*A Minute Later*

Baxter, carrying Annie: Get help! Please! They're dying! Help Them! *throws Annie at guards, knocking them out*

Baxter: Ahh, classic!

Annie: *gets up* I still hate it. It's humiliating.

Baxter, laughing: Not for me, it's not.

Baxter: *About to do something incredibly stupid*

Annie: I know I can't stop you, but I won't let you go by yourself.

Baxter: So, what's for dinner?

Annie, staring at the food they burnt: Regret.

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