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kaleldobrev · 8 months

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I Want Them To Hear

Pairing: Soldier Boy (Ben) x Fem!Reader

Summary: Ben wants to make sure Hughie knows what it actually sounds like when the two of you have sex. In other words, Ben makes damn sure Hughie gets yet another night of no sleep because of the two of you.

Original Prompt: Requested by @k-slla | I loved your last post (poor, poor Hughie 😂). I would love to read a sequel, where SB& reader DO keep everyone up, for other reasons 😏 (if you're up to it 😊) x Kerly

Word Count: 3k

Warnings: Cursing (23x), Smut (Oral - M&F receiving, Fingering, Unprotected Sex - P in V), Implied p*rn watching, Hughie getting scarred for life (again), Semi-Public sex (living room)

Authors Note: Before you read this make sure you read A Simple Misunderstanding first | I think 23 curse words is a new record for curse words for me (21 out of them are the same too) | I had a lot of fun writing this so I hope you all enjoy it! | 18+ only please | MDNI | If you want to request something, just send me a message! | If you liked this, don’t forget to like & reblog. I really appreciate it! Feedback is always welcome ♡

You looked over at the clock that was above the fireplace in the living room, and it was almost midnight, and you weren’t the least bit surprised that you weren’t even tired. Although you didn’t have a good sleep schedule before you joined the Boys (as you were a full-time college student when you joined the group), your sleep schedule somehow became even more jacked when you joined; something you didn’t think was even remotely possible. You had found yourself going to sleep at three, four, sometimes five in the morning, or not even going to sleep at all – a constant flow of energy drinks and coffee to keep you going.

The last couple of days though were unusually uneventful, verging on normal, like there wasn’t some kind of revenge war going on. The closest thing that had been kind of eventful was Hughie’s outburst this morning over breakfast, accusing you and Ben of having sex which kept him up – something that actually didn’t happen between you and Ben even though it was something that you did want to happen last night. Due to his little outburst though, the rest of the day was filled with a consistent flow of jokes (mainly at your best friend’s expense) that seemed to put everyone in a great mood (except Hughie of course). In a way, you did feel bad for him, but at the same time, his outburst this morning was unnecessary.

Your legs were currently in Ben’s lap, one of his arms draped over them as his other hand was lying on the arm of the couch with a remote in hand; the only source of light in the room coming from the television. As Ben flipped through channel after channel, you couldn’t help but stare at him as the shadows on his face changed with every single flip trying to find something to watch. “How is there so many channels and nothing to watch?” He asked, not even looking at you.

You shrugged your shoulders and he turned to face you. “I found plenty of things I’d watch. It’s not my fault you’re picky.”

He rolled his eyes. “I’m not picky. TV just sucks now.” He began, and you already knew where this conversation was going. It was about to turn into a ‘back in my day’ rant that you had heard practically every single day since you had met him. “Back in my day, TV was actually good.” Before you could interject he continued. “We didn’t have stupid reality shows about people who are famous for nothing.” You couldn’t help but agree with him on that one. “There’s 400 channels and only two of them are watchable.”

“And which channels does the almighty Soldier Boy deem watchable?” You asked, emphasizing the nickname.

“ESPN and TCM.” He answered without hesitation. You simply just rolled your eyes.

“Of course those would be the only two channels.” You mumbled, even though you knew he could hear you; there was no use in mumbling around him. “I love ESPN and TCM too, but there are other channels that are watchable Ben. How about FoodNetwork and HGTV?”

Ben scoffed. “Sometimes they’re watchable.”

“Okay. How about…” You thought for a moment, trying to think of a channel that Ben would possibly enjoy; then it hit you, causing a smirk to form on your face. “How about Skinamax?”

He looked at you with a confused expression. “What the fuck is Skinamax?” You let out a slight laugh, causing him to raise a brow. “What?”

“You don’t know what Skinamax is?” You asked. “Honestly, I’m slightly surprised.” You held out your hand. “Hand me the remote and I’ll show you.”

“Why can’t you just fucking tell me?” He asked, his facial expression annoyed.

“Because Ben, it’d be more fun to show you.” Your lips turned into a smirk. “Don’t you trust me?”

Again, your response earned yet another eyeroll from him. Of course I fucking trust you, he thought. What kind of stupid question is that? “Fine.” He said, handing you the remote.

“Okay, and why couldn’t you of just told me it was just fucking porn?” He asked, his tone sounding a little annoyed with you.

“Because, I thought it would be much more fun to show you.” You turned away from the television and looked at him. “You’ve watched porn before though right? Like, I’m assuming you have cause well…you’re…well you.”

He looked at you briefly before looking back at the screen again. “Have you watched porn before?” He mumbled, mocking your tone. “Of course I fucking have.” He said, a tad louder and a bit more annoyed sounding. He turned back to face you. “Who hasn’t watched porn before?”

You shrugged. “Fair point.” You said. “You know…” you began, as you started inching your way closer to him. “As much as I’d love to continue watching this…interesting movie. There is something I’d much rather be doing.”

He smirked, his full attention on you now. “And what’s that Sweetheart?”

“Well, you did make me a promise this morning.” Your voice was low, your hand inching closer to the hem of his pants.

“I made you a lot of promises this morning.” His voice was low, but not nearly as low as yours.

“But there was one in particular.” Your fingers started slipping into the waistband of his pants as you maintained complete eye contact with him.

“You going to tell me or is it more fun to show me?” He asked, your hand made contact with his cock and you gently wrapped your hand around him. Ben slightly groaned at the contact.

You couldn’t help but smirk. “I think you know the answer.” You whispered.

Without a second to waste, he pulled his sweats down giving you slightly better access as you started moving your hand up and down. You went slow, knowing that it was killing him inside with the pace that you were going at. As he was about to open up his mouth to protest the slow pace, your head went down and you started sucking him off; a slight taste of pre-cum on your tongue. Your hand and mouth started going in tandem with each other; no longer focused on his face, but focusing on what you were doing. “Fuck,” he groaned, and he threw his head back into the couch, enjoying the feeling of your mouth and hands wrapped around him, a feeling that he’d wanted since the moment he laid his eyes on you – despite him knowing how much you hated him at first.

You released him with a pop for a moment; your hand still going. But the loss of your mouth on him caused him to open his eye to look at you. “Ben, you need to be quiet. I don’t want the whole house to hear.” You stated.

Your words gave Ben an idea, and a smirk grew on his face. “Princess, I want them to hear.”

“You…you want them to hear?” Your voice a whisper. “Why?”

“Cause I want your little friend to know what it actually sounds like when the two of us fuck.” His words made you audibly gulp, and you barely even knew how to respond. Weirdly, the thought turned you on.

“Okay.” Your reply hesitant. Despite the slight hesitation, you wrapped your lips around his cock again; your mouth and hand working in tandem again.

As you worked, the sounds that were coming out of Ben’s mouth weren’t remotely quiet; a mixture of groaning and moaning. His hand gripped your hair slightly, pulling at it gently, messing it up. Between him basically playing with your hair as you blew him, and the sounds that he was making; it encouraged you to pick up the pace a little, and you yourself felt yourself starting to get increasingly more wet. “God, your fucking mouth.” He groaned. He bucked up a little, and when he did that he let himself go; releasing himself into your mouth and down your throat. You usually weren’t a swallower but for him, you made the exception.

Once you helped him ride out his orgasm, you released him with a pop; the two of you making eye contact again. “Lay down Princess,” he demanded, “and spread those legs of yours,” he grinned.

“Yes Sir.” You said, probably a little bit too loud.

The nickname you gave him just made him grin even wider, slightly more evil looking. “Can’t wait to wreck this pussy of yours.” He said, completely pulling your shorts down in one swift movement. He eyed your bare pussy for a moment before smirking up at you, cocking a brow. “Went commando today uh?” You bit your bottom lip, nodding. “Sweetheart, if I would have known, I would have fucked you on the kitchen table this morning just to prove a point.”

“Be-” before you could speak, his point finger started to slowly dip inside of you. “Fuck.” You moaned, slightly whispering.

“You’re fucking soaked Princess.” He said, smugness in his voice. “All this just from blowing me uh?” He added a second finger as they both started going into you a bit deeper, a slight curve to them.

“Y-yes.” You moaned out; his two fingers starting to move slowly in and out of you, a similar pace you had done earlier on him.

“So, tell me this Sweetheart. Are you generally just a cock slut, or are you just a slut for my cock?”

The pace of his fingers started to pick up gingerly; no words were forming in your brain to even respond to his question. He was barely doing anything to you, and you were slightly embarrassed by the way your body was reacting to his touch, but at the same time, he actually knew what he was doing – hitting you in all the right spots. “Just…Fuck…Just for yours.”

“Just for mine what?” He added a third finger, curling them inside of you. All you could do was moan; verging on the sound of pornographic. “Need you to use your words Princess. I know how much you like to talk, don’t hold back on me now.”

“Fuck me…” you mumbled, feeling a heat rising in your cheeks. “I’m only a slut for your cock Ben.”

He clicked his tongue a few times, seeming unsatisfied with your answer. “I’m sorry, but I didn’t quite hear you.” The smugness in his voice returned, knowing that he could hear you. You knew what he really meant: your friends couldn’t hear you.

With a small groan, you spoke just a tad louder, hoping it would be loud enough to satisfy him. “I’m only a slut for you cock Ben.”

He grinned. “There it is.” He sounded so proud of himself.

“Ben I’m about to –” you came, not even finishing your sentence, your orgasm practically exploding out of you. Despite the amount of times you’ve had sex, this was the first time you could actually say that you had a mind-blowing orgasm. He continued to move his fingers in and out of you rapidly as you rid out your orgasm.

“Fucking beautiful,” he praised. “I’ll never get fucking tired of seeing a woman cum.”

As soon as you came down from your high, he removed his fingers from you, licking them clean; and you already hated the feeling of not having his fingers inside of you. “Fuck.” You breathed out, your chest rising up and down as you tried catching your breath.

Ben chuckled. “You good there Sweetheart?” He sounded amused.

“Yeah…So…Good…” your voice trailed off.

“Good, cause I’m not done with you just yet.” Before you had the chance to respond, he pulled you by your ankles, sliding you across the couch. Pulling you into his lap, both of your hands rested on his chest, slight heat radiating from it, which strangely felt good against your palms.

Your legs were spread open wide enough that you were able to straddle him; your knees on either side of his thighs resting on the couch. Without any kind of direction from him, you grabbed the hem of your shirt and lifted it over your head, tossing it to the side, leaving you completely naked; you felt even more vulnerable somehow than you did before. You leaned in, your hands on either side of his face now and kissed him; his hands automatically gripping your hips. Based on the tightness of the grip you knew you’d have bruises, and honestly – you couldn’t care less, you wanted him to leave marks.

The both of you moaned into the kiss, and you started rocking your hips gently, trying to obtain some kind of friction. He smirked against your lips. “Someone’s a little needy.” He teased. “You just came Sweetheart.”

“Yeah but…” You kissed his neck, and leaned in close to his ear, “that was on your fingers, not on your cock.”

“And you say I have the dirty mouth.” He laughed a little, removing his hands from your hips. You sat back on his thighs as he took one of his hands and wrapped it around himself, pumping it in his hand a few times. “Going to fill that pussy right up.”

“Please.” Your tone slightly begging.

“So cute when you beg.” He said, his tip teasing your entrance. “You ready for me Sweetheart?” You nodded and placed your hands on his shoulders, almost as if you were bracing yourself. As he started pushing himself inside of you, you let out a long moan, shutting your eyes. “Fucking love your moans.” He complicated, as he watched your face slightly contort. “Taking me so well too.” He chuckled. “Really are a cock slut uh?”

“Only for you.” You breathed, his cock almost fully inside of you.

“Damn right only for me.” His voice sounded slightly possessive; and the tone turned you on more than you thought it would, and he felt you clench around him. “You like that uh?” You nodded in response. “Good.”

As you started moving your hips, Ben started placing kisses between your breasts, every so often taking one of your nipples into his mouth. The noises you were making were pornographic sounding again; no words really escaping your lips, just moans. Your hand gripped the back of his head, clutching at his hair. “Ben,” you moaned, shutting your eyes as you continued to rock your hips.

He attached his lips to your neck now, slightly nipping and sucking on the skin. Not only were there going to be marks on your hips, there were going to be marks on your neck now too. “Mine,” you heard him mumble; but you weren’t entirely sure if you heard him properly.

You opened your eyes and looked at him, and he removed his lips from your neck. “You heard me,” his voice possessive again. “You’re mine now.” He said. You weren’t sure if this was bedroom talk or he actually did mean that you were his, and his alone. Either way, you loved the sound of being his – despite the slight alpha/misogynistic undertone to it.

“All yours.” You agreed. He took two of his fingers and started rubbing your clit, trying to get you closer and closer to the edge. You felt the pressure start to build, and you were insanely close to coming again. “I’m so close.”

“Can’t wait to cum inside of you Princess.” His fingers started picking up the pace, and his hip movements were starting to get erratic – he was close too.

“Fuck.” You mumbled, your own movements matching his erratic ones. “I’m about to –” as you started to cum, his lips latched onto yours, and you moaned into his mouth.

“I’m right there with you.” He said, coming closely after you. The kiss deepened as the two of you rid out your orgasms; his fingers working lazily on your clit.

“Holy shit.” You said, essentially collapsing onto him. Your forehead rested on his shoulder as your chests were pressed up against each other; his arms wrapped around your lower back, his clock still buried inside of you.

“You alright there Sweetheart?” He asked, kissing the top of your head.

“Yeah just…” you started breathing a little heavy again. “Don’t have your stamina.” You laughed a little. “I’ll be okay.”

“Good. Cause I can’t have you dyin’ on me.” His tone was joking, but you knew that he would be devastated if anything were to ever happen to you. Because over the course of time he had known you, he had grown to deeply care about you; and it was something that surprised the both of you – hell, it even surprised the rest of the group.

"What the fuck!" You and Ben both turned and saw Hughie standing in the doorway of the living room; his facial expression looked as though he was about to blow a gasket.

Ben rolled his eyes out of annoyance. "Do you mind?" You gently lifted yourself off of him, grabbing a nearby blanket and quickly covered yourself and Ben, although the damage was probably already done.

"Yes! Matter of fact I do mind! This is the second night in a row that I woke up because of the two of you!" He yelled; and you could of sworn you saw a vain bulging from his neck. He was pissed.

Ben laughed, amused by Hughie's reaction. "Now you know what it actually sounds like when the two of us fuck. Should of kept your mouth shut this morning kid." He grinned, and gave him a wink.

"Seriously? You guys were loud because of what I said this morning?" Hughie's voice was now annoyed. Ben simply just shrugged at his question. "You are such an asshole."

Ben shrugged again. "Worse has been said."

“Hughie I –” you began, but Ben cut you off.

"But, I can promise you this," he got up from the couch, pulling up his pants in the process as he made his way toward Hughie. He placed a hand on his shoulder, looking him directly in the eyes, grinning. "You better get used to not fucking sleeping cause your friend has one hell of a pussy and mouth on her." You didn't need to see his face to know the absolute pleasure he had saying that to your best friend.

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auras-moonstone · 8 months

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hi i cant tell u how excited i am everytime i get your notifications 😭😭 also i know if i send a rec you'll do an amazing job so i'm requesting one rn i hope u like it!

barista y/n and ethan landry who are coworkers after class, they're always teasing eachother and there is some (light) flirting

y/n hasn't realized yet how attractive he is, until he passes behind her grabbing her waist to get on the other side of the counter to get an order.

it's not rlly a plot but GOD i'm imagining ethan in his tight little polo shirt and the apron around his waist, his front curls w a little bit of sweat onto them while he makes coffee..... i'm so weak 😭

thank you so much😭🥺 i was so excited to write this! love the concept so so much. hope you like it 🫶🏻

glitch — ethan landry

word count: 1,747

pairing: barista!ethan landry x barista!fem!reader

summary: ethan has a crush on his co-worker, and she doesn’t reciprocate that crush until one touch changes everything.

warnings: a bit suggestive, but no smut

TRUTH WAS, ETHAN HAD BEEN SIMPING HARD FOR Y/N SINCE HIS VERY FIRST DAY OF WORK. How could he not when she had that graceful smile on her face that made every customer weak in the knees? Ethan clearly wasn’t not the exception, he could work-ship the ground she walked on. But the attraction was very much one-sided.

It wasn’t that he was invisible to her, but she just didn’t see him the way he wanted to. They did flirt a bit, but while he did it with the intention of making her notice him in a romantic way, she only did it for fun, there weren’t any second intentions involved. Besides, Ethan had to watch every day the way boys would hit on her and asked for her number and how she wrote it in the palm of their hands. It broke his heart knowing she would never see him in another light.

“How many times did you have to write your number in someone’s hands today?” Ethan asked faking a laugh as they closed the cafe.

Y/N rolled her eyes playfully “Today was a chill one, so not much.”

“Have you ever gone on a date with any those guys?” he asked curiously. She never talked about going on dates, or never mentioned she was seeing or texting someone.

Y/N looked at him with surprise eyes. “Eth, please tell me you don’t believe I actually hand in my number that easily.”

“Wait what?”

The girl laughed, and punch him in the arm lightly. “You do think that! God, Ethan. I give them fake numbers. I don’t want random people texting me.”

“Can’t you just say no?” Ethan asked confused.

“I don’t want them to feel bad.” she shrugged.

“So you give them fake numbers and make some strangers let them know the pretty barista gave them a fake number?” Ethan asked incredulously.

Y/N grimaced “Okay, that sounds bad too, but I least I don’t have to see their rejected faces and they don’t get turned down in public.”

Ethan laughed, and the pressure on his chest evaporated. Was it crazy that he felt relieved by this new information? A bit. “So that means that I shouldn’t bother to ask for your number?” he acted disappointed.

Y/N chuckled. “Econ geniuses are my weakness, so I would never give you a fake number.”

Ethan blushed and shoved her “Shut up! I’m not an Econ genius.”

“Anyone who passes that dreadful class is a genius in my eyes” she said, shoving him back. “Let me give you my number, but don’t ghost me, okay?”

“I would never.”

“Good, cause you’d break my heart.” she joked, writing down her real number on his palm. Her hand felt so good on his, Ethan wished she would never let go. “There you go. Text me, we should hang out outside of work.”

“Really?” Ethan’s eyes shone and his heart started doing cartwheels.

“Of course, Eth. I actually like being around you” she smiled softly. Ethan would definitely mark that day as the best day of his life. “I can set you up with someone and we can go on a double date!” his face fell. So much for hoping. “Or, we can do something just the two of us. Now that I think about it, we don’t actually know much about the other. What a fake friendship we have.”

Friendship. That’s all he was ever going to have with her, and he needed to come in terms with it. Y/N was amazing, and he should be lucky to have her around, even if it was just as a friend.

Although, on a wednesday morning, the turning point happened. The university’s cafe was completely packed, and so they had to work ten times faster than usual. Stress filled the air of the small shop.

“Ugh, stupid machine! You had to choose this day to work like shit?” Y/N groaned, hitting the coffee machine. The coffee poured down slowly, and knowing it was going to take ages for the cup to be filled, she took one step backwards in frustration.

Ethan, who was trying to get to the other side to deliver a drink, bumped into her. Being in a rush, he almost made her lose her balance when they collided, but he grabbed her by the waist just in time to steady her. “Sorry! Are you okay?”

Y/N wanted to say yes, but she was not okay. Not because he had hurt her, but because the feeling of his big hand on her waist left her speechless. It produced a glitch on her body, a malfunction that caused her brain to not be able to utter a single syllable. She only managed to nod before setting her eyes on the coffee machine as if it were the most interesting thing on the planet.

For the rest of the stressful shift, Y/N found herself sneaking glances towards the tall boy every time she could. She couldn’t help it, her eyes diverted on their own and every time Ethan would pass by her, her whole body tensed and yearned for one more touch.

Ethan’s electric touch had been like a bug that altered her whole system. How in the world did she not notice him like that before? The way his cute polo shirt hung to him like a second skin—giving him the look of a hot nerd that Y/N was now a complete sucker for—, the way he adorably frowned in concentration as he prepared a drink, or the way his beautiful curls sticked to his forehead because of the sweat—honestly, she had no idea sweaty men could be that attractive. That’s what Ethan Landry was. He was so fucking attractive, and now that Y/N saw it, it took her lots of self-control not to push him against the counter and kiss the hell out of him.

“Tough shift, right?” Ethan said as they cleaned the now empty cafe.

Her gaze dropped down to his arms, his biceps flexed as he cleaned the counter. He was so hot. “Yeah.”

“What’s wrong with you today? You seemed off the entire day.” he asked confused.

“Nothing, I’m just really tired.” she said casually, forcing herself to look away from him.

“God, yes. My body is about to collapse.” he groaned as he stretched his arms. The action cause his shirt to ride up, showing a bit of his lower stomach.

Y/N’s grip on the cloth tightened as she felt the heat growing between her legs. I get it, I’m an idiot for not noticing how hot he is! Stop torturing me, she said to her hormones. “Same.”

Ethan laughed. “Seriously, what’s going on? Do you feel sick? You’re flushed, your face is really red. Do you have a fever? I can finish cleaning, you can go home, or wait for me and I’ll drive you.”

And he was so fucking sweet too. She wanted to rip her heart out and give it to him. “No, I’m okay.”

But Ethan didn’t believe her, so he walked towards her and cup her cheeks, making her breath hitch. “You’re not. What are you not telling me?”

Y/N sighed, he was not going to let go. “Trust me, you don’t wanna know.”

“I wanted to know, now I need to know. Tell me.”

“I’m horny, okay?” she blurted out in an exasperated tone. “And it’s your fault!”

“W-what?” he took one step back, eyes widened.

“Yes, you put your hand on me today and I can’t just stop thinking about your long fingers on the curve of my waist. And you won’t believe half the things I’ve seen inside my head since. You have been driving me crazy the whole day”

Ethan’s mouth was dry. At first, he thought she was messing with him, but her shiny glossy doe eyes were telling him a different story. She wanted him. “Try me. No, actually, show me.”

And it was then when the cafe’s temperature raised, when lust filled the air and their bodies turned warm with need. Five seconds later, Y/N fastened herself to him with a stitch—she grabbed Ethan by the collar of his polo, and tugged him down to met her lips in one ferocious kiss. She walked him backwards until his lower back hit the edge of the counter. He moaned both in pain and excitement.

The girl sneaked her hand down his shirt and felt his toned abs, groaning in delight against his lips. “So fucking hot. I need you.”

Ethan grabbed her by the forearms to change positions and then turned Y/N around so that her back was against his front and her stomach pressed against the marble counter.

He bit her earlobe and then started dragging his wet lips down the skin of her neck, sucking on her sweet spot. His veiny rough hands slipped inside her shirt, exploring the skin of her stomach and then they settled on her waist, giving them a squeeze. “You liked this, didn’t you?”

“Yes.” she replied breathlessly, resting the back of her head on his chest.

“Isn’t this better though?” he asked huskily on her ear as he trailed his fingers upwards, cupping her breasts. “No bra? Lucky me.”

“Eth…” she moaned, clenching her thighs, desperate have him inside her.

Noticing that, Ethan used his right leg to spread her thighs apart. “Bend over the counter, love.” he commanded, raising her skirt up to her hips and unbuckling his belt. “Be a good girl and moan my name.”

When they left the cafe, they were both still flushed by the dirty and hot encounter they had. Ethan still couldn’t comprehend how the day ended—he had walked inside the cafe that morning, the idea of fucking Y/N didn’t even cross his mind because he knew he had no chance. And now he was leaving with his hand intertwined in hers.

Y/N, on the other hand, didn’t even want to think about her life before that shift, when she wasn’t at Ethan’s mercy, when she didn’t know he kissed slowly and with passion, that he was a very dirty talker, that his touch felt like heaven, that he loved being praised as much as he loved praising, that he made the hottest sounds and that even though he had been attractively rough during sex, he was a fucking sweetheart after it, making sure she wasn’t in pain and had a good time. Now, Y/N was all about Ethan Landry.

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hanggarae · 4 months

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MONSTER - I’M CREEPING IN YOUR HEART BABE

↺ content your new ceo getting on your nerves the first day you meet him, part of my ‘promotion’ series, ceo!jeonghan, f!office worker!reader, jeonghan’s an asshole, suggestive, doyoung is ur coworker, jealous jeonghan for like a second, this is honestly hardly a tear jerker so idk if it’s technically angst but ig ?? idk 😞

↺ a/n : 2.5k words (yikes!), npr, another enemies to lovers jeonghan everyone act surprised this is my first time writing anything suggestive do NAWT perceive me rn 😭☝🏼 this is also loosely based on the lyrics of monster by exo saurrrr it might be fun listening to that while reading idk

“That soon?” your group manager sighed a few feet ahead of your desk. He'd been frustrated at whatever conversation he was having over the phone for the last ten minutes now. You tried not to pay it any mind but it was getting harder now that it got him so worked up his voice could be heard through the entire office.

Your coworker Doyoung looked at you and looked like he wanted to cry. You tilted your head a little confused at what happened to him.

“If he’s this mad about something you just know the rest of us are going to get dragged in too?” he groaned before you could ask him what’s up.

“Who is he even talking to?” you asked him while rolling your chair away from your computer.

“The boss” Doyoung sighed. “The boss as in the ceo you idiot” he continued when you still looked confused.

You mouthed a silent ‘oh’ quickly understanding why your boss was so frustrated. You didn't know much about the ceo except for the fact that he only recently took over. His father retired less than a year ago and you all got the announcement that the current ceo took over only three months ago.

The Yoon company was huge and had establishments all over the country, even some internationally. You figured he would eventually visit each office to oversee what everyone was doing (read: stress everyone out for a twenty minute visit).

Before you could groan at the thought of it your manager got off the phone and clapped to get everyone’s attention. “So that was the ceo’s assistant” he said tiredly, “he’s coming this Friday”

It was almost comedic how instantly everybody complained. You couldn’t blame them. That was three days away, was he insane?

“The problem with Mr Yoon is that if you’re not ahead of the work, you’re behind. So even if we’re for the most part caught up with everything, he’ll likely find a way to complain about our branch.” You watched your manager scan through his personal spreadsheet that kept track of everyone’s work and current projects before he turned to you. “y/n I hate to throw this on you but you and Mingyu are the only ones not currently working on any specific project. Do you think the two of you could get started on that project for the Yang family?”

You knew what he was talking about. It was a project that you were supposed to work on in a month. “If we get it started early maybe he’ll cut us some slack on taking our sweet time with that project for Miss Park”

You nodded, agreeing to get started with the presentation for it. You’d essentially be doing this alone because Mingyu was still on a leave for visiting his family and he’d get back after the ceo was done visiting.

The next two days you spent getting less than three hours of sleep. At first Doyoung encouraged you to just half-ass the presentation but you knew that there was still the off chance that the ceo still went through the work thoroughly, if he did you don’t know how you’d be able to explain why the work was done at such a low level.

You managed to scrape together getting most of it done. The entire project was nowhere near done but considering the actual meeting for it was two months away, getting the presentation done already would surely put you and the office in the ceo’s good books.

Sipping your coffee, you trudged to your desk and stifled a yawn as you settled your things down. Looking at the calendar on your computer you confirmed it was Friday, meaning the ceo that made your last few days hell would be coming today.

You arrived here earlier than usual so you could make sure everything was set up correctly and quickly get one of the supervisors to double check the presentation.

“Look alive, his car just pulled up” Doyoung muttered, walking around your desk to get to his own and get his own belongings settled.

You sighed, mentally preparing yourself for the day. You just knew it’d be a long one.

The double doors pushed open, revealing who you assumed was the ceo. You knew he was young but you didn’t think he’d be that handsome, and oddly.. familiar? You didn’t even realize you were staring until Doyoung tapped you and beckoned you to get back to work.

“Everyone, this is Mr Yoon, the new ceo” your manager stepped aside to allow the ceo to take the center.

“It’s nice to meet you all, my name is Jeonghan. I look forward to seeing what everyone in this branch is capable of” he smiled.

‘Jeonghan’ talked to your manager before sauntering over to your desk, a polite business smile on his face. “I understand you are the one working on the Yang family project Miss..” he looked for your name tag. When he saw it you swear something in his face changed when he sneered speaking your name.

He looked back to your face, observing you before the corner of his lip quirked up. “It would seem like you are this branch’s most capable employee, Miss y/n”

“Oh I wouldn’t say that-” you tried to object.

“Come with me. Bring the presentation materials with you” he turned, not willing to hear any objection from your manager.

You hadn’t practiced presenting it, barely rereading any of the actual information on the slides. For the most part, you’d have to wing it.

As expected, the presentation was somewhat of a mess. The lack of sleep got to you so you weren’t as engaging with the presentation as you’d usually be, on top of that whenever you looked over at Jeonghan it felt like you were tripping over your words even more. It almost felt like he was staring and smirking at you on purpose.

By the time you were done with the presentation it was time for your break. You needed to unwind after the morning you had, scrolling through your phone and checking for any food places nearby that were open. You’d forgotten to pack a lunch and usually you’d deal with it, drinking an extra coffee instead but you desperately needed to just eat anything good to get your mind off of your annoying ceo.

Before you called and ordered, you figured you’d ask if anybody else wanted something too. You first asked your manager and were about to ask Doyoung except the ceo decided to strike up a conversation with him. Too hungry to wait you decided to just walk up and ask, it was your break anyway who cared?

“Hey Doyoung, I’m headed out for lunch. You want me to grab you anything to eat?” you asked him, not paying your ceo any mind while you felt him staring at you.

“Sure. I’ll text you, thanks” he smiled.

Before you headed off you decided to ask the ceo too since he seemed like the type to hold a grudge if you didn’t. “I’m alright, thank you for the offer”

“Here’s your food Doyoung” you smiled tiredly while you handed your coworker the bag.

You sat at the table with your own lunch, getting your food out and scrolling through your phone. You got a notification from that dating app you’d been using for a couple months now, answering the texts from the guy you’d been texting back and forth for a while now. His name was Minseok, you were originally supposed to go out with him a few days ago but had to take a raincheck to work on the project.

Just as you were about to text back that you too were excited for the date tonight, you felt your ceo looming over your shoulder.

“y/n. After you’re done with your break, come see me in my office” Jeonghan said plainly before stalking off.

You gulped, trying to shake off the nerves before focusing on your meal.

You weren’t sure if you wanted the break to end quickly or drag on. On one hand you wanted to get whatever Jeonghan was going to say over and done with, but on the other hand you didn’t want to have to actually deal with whatever he was going to say.

When your break did end, you were hesitant to see him, contemplating outside of his door for a few moments before sighing and biting the bullet. You straightened out your attire before walking into his office and walking toward his desk.

“You asked me to see you, Sir?” you smiled curtly.

“Take a seat” he pointed in front of the desk, opposite from him. “I’ve been thinking, I eventually need to stay in one branch and I want that branch to be this one” he tapped his desk while he spoke uninterested in his own words.

“The reason I’m telling all of this to you,” he circled his desk to stand directly at you. Eyes looking up at his, you gulped taking in his appearance. You really did not like him but you couldn’t deny he was good looking, bangs falling neatly over his eyes and looming over you like you were his prey.

“I’m telling you this because I want you to be my assistant” he smiled, despite that you felt like it was a trap.

Your mouth went dry and you forced out your next words, “assistant?”

“Don’t make that confused face, it makes you look stupid,” he laughed, causing your blood to boil. “You have excellent organizational skills, I could really use that in an assistant”

As much as you hated his guts, it was a good opportunity. If you worked up from his assistant you could eventually be a branch manager yourself one day. But the thought of working with him seemed like hell. Still, you bit back the bitter taste in your mouth, “I’d be delighted to, Sir. Thank you for the opportunity”

“Excellent” Jeonghan clapped, “your first task will be planning out my schedule for the new year. Make yourself comfortable and work at that spare desk over there” he dropped his planner and notes from his former assistant onto your lap before heading out of the office.

You stared at the mess for a few seconds, feeling yourself get more annoyed by the second. “Oh and y/n” he popped his head back in the door, “you’re not allowed to clock out until all of that is organized, understand?”

And he left again before you could confirm or oppose his decision. You decided it was useless trying to argue and settled with texting Minseok that you’d have to take another raincheck. Judging by the way he read the message but didn’t reply, it was safe to assume that it might not ever be rescheduled.

Hours passed and you were still only about halfway through planning the ceo’s schedule. You knew everyone was clocking out when you saw Doyoung wave pitifully at you through the glass door.

“You haven’t changed one bit, you know that?” Jeonghan piped up when the entire floor left for the night. In all honesty you’d forgotten he was still here considering he napped at his desk the first chance he got.

“What are you talking about?” you frowned. What did he mean? When did he ever know you prior to this?

“You never speak up, do you? Even back in high school you never did” he laughed mockingly.

High school? Okay, what was wrong with- oh. Now you remember. Yoon Jeonghan, you don’t know how it took so long to put two and two together. You were both in the same honors class in high school and constantly competed for the top spot. You didn’t necessarily resent him much at first but given how he was constantly pushed by his family to be the best, he loathed you for coming in his way of it. Because of this, he eventually made your life a living hell too, so you graduated hoping you’d never see him again.

“Remember now, huh? God I hated you, always being such a nuisance” he sneered down at you. You didn’t process him closer to you until he leaned over your desk and now face to face with you. “How does it feel to know you ended up below me anyway?”

You didn’t want to start an argument with your new boss, especially considering you’d be working with him at all times now. But you remembered his comment from earlier and it annoyed you how he spoke to you like you were inferior to him.

“It doesn’t feel like anything. Because I know that I at least earned my spot here, all you did was happen to be born in a good family” you watched as his smirk turned sour, anger crossing his face before he laughed lowly.

“You’ve got some nerve for talking to your boss like that. I could fire you right now, you want that y/n?”

The taller man laughed at the fear that flashed in your eyes. “Oh you poor thing, ran out of arguments?” he pouted condescendingly. “You were so confident a second ago, is one little threat all it takes to mess you up?”

You didn’t respond to his taunts, biting back your tongue so you couldn’t respond. It was pointless, he wasn’t the type to let you go easily if you argued back and he wasn’t worth losing your job over.

“You’re really boring me now y/n” he chuckled, “come on fight back a little, yeah?”

You turned to look at his face but gasped when you realized he’d gotten even closer, his face mere centimeters away from your own. “Jeonghan” you sighed, eyes fluttering shut to avoid his hard stare.

“Who gave you permission to call me by my name? You’re just my employee y/n. You worked so hard when we were younger just for you to be my lowly employee” he laughed in your face.

His words caused small tears to swell in your eyes and you tried to blink them away before he noticed them.

“Isn’t that just so cute?” Your boss cooed, wiping at your tears, “don’t cry baby”

You let out a small gasp at the pet name, desperately hoping he wouldn’t notice.

“You like that, huh?” Jeonghan observed your face, drinking in your appearance, looking a mess as a result of his harsh words and treatment. “Wonder what else you like” he mumbled, slim fingers moving from your cheeks to slide over your neck, eventually settling on your shoulder.

“Get back to work, yeah?” he left before you could say anything else. You watched as he walked away, taking this as your chance to leave. He could ridicule for it tomorrow but you couldn’t stay here any longer, not when you felt the need to kiss him right there.

Get a grip! You hated him! And he hated you, albeit that realisation did sting a little.

Ugh and you couldn’t even avoid him anymore, you were literally his assistant now there was no avoiding him. Whatever, he’d get bored of trying to get a rise out of you in a month or less so all you had to do was put up with him until then.

#seventeen x reader #seventeen x you #yoon jeonghan x reader #jeonghan x y/n #yoon jeonghan imagines #jeonghan x you #jeonghan x reader #jeonghan angst #jeonghan imagines

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aquaquadrant · 1 month

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Hello! I've been told to ask you this =D

What do you think about Jimmy as a minecraft player, what is he?

It's for a project =3

ooh a project, how fun :0

i should preface this by saying i’m not the BEST person to give this opinion, cuz despite how much i write jimmy, i uh… don’t actually watch his pov? i haven’t seen any of empires (except the hermit’s crossover in s2), i don’t watch his streams, and i don’t watch the one-off vids he posts on his channel. most of my knowledge of jimmy comes from his appearances in other pov’s life series episodes and how ppl portray him in fandom.

howEVER, that said, i’m curious how my interpretation would line up with other ppl’s. i view minecraft players as generally fitting into a few broad categories- tho there can def be overlap between them or a jack-of-all-trades situation. and this prob applies more to people who actually play minecraft professionally (ie. ‘play video games for a living’) than the casual player (such as myself hagshdha).

builders: have a creative eye and practiced skill in building to the point where they can, generally speaking, throw down a decent build on the fly (things that require a lot of planning/detail work often drafted in creative mode first). have good understanding of achieving a certain shape and color with their block placements. may or may not include terraforming ability. generally drawn to the game’s building aspect and spend a lot of time/care making things look good.

redstoners: have an adequate amount of base knowledge for how most redstone components work and interact with each other, tho they may occasionally still use tutorials or take inspiration from others (can only reinvent the wheel so many times). usually capable of making simple redstone machines/contraptions on the fly. generally drawn to the game by the possibility of farms and automation. some take it to extreme game-breaking lengths (doc).

competitors: have highly-trained skill in areas such as PVP, parkour, and/or any other multiplayer server type minigame. think hypixel and MCC. this isn’t to say they don’t have their own solo worlds for building or other projects, or don’t participate in smps, but their main draw to the game initially was competitive multiplayer and it features heavily on their channels. to me, speed-runners/challenge-seekers are a subcategory of this.

explorer: this type doesn’t actually show up often in popular mcyt bc it’s a largely solitary- and in some ppl’s opinion, boring- experience. but these are the players that spend hours in their solo worlds just traveling around, mining out massive caves, or doing any other kind of repetitive grindy work as a manner of relaxation. some ppl really enjoy this aspect of minecraft and it’s a major draw for them. special mention for kurtjmac, a mcyter who’s spent 13 years and counting just walking to the farlands in an old version of the game (tho he does other things on his channel as well).

and now for what category i think jimmy fits best in (which again, doesn’t mean he can’t build or do other things). i don’t have a good name for it rn so i’m just gonna call it ‘the sillies’ (affectionate).

sillies: above all else, they’re here to have fun. most, if not all, of their content is on multiplayer worlds (both public servers and private smps), and on these worlds they are extremely social, making a concentrated effort to interact with others even if not legitimately roleplaying. high amounts of pranks and hijinks abound, as well as ‘committing to the bit.’ lots of videos feature them doing some kind of funny little challenge, game, or mod with their friends. again, that doesn’t mean they can’t engage w the other aspects of the game or be skilled in those categories, but generally, it’s not their main objective and not how they spend most of their time.

that’s what i’ve got! obviously u could split all of these into many subcategories, and your average player is gonna be fairly well-balanced. but for our pro cubitos, i think this is a nice way to categorizing things (and it at least makes sense in my mind).

#hermitcraft #empires smp #solidaritygaming #back in my day minecraft only had two genders: miner and crafter #(LMAOOOOOO)#ty for the ask it was neat to get my thoughts down on this

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houserautha · 27 days

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Hello! I’m back again to ramble about what I loved from part 7 🥺🥺🥺 your writing + mind never ceases to amaze 🥲🥲

So many things happened this chapter omg… I felt conflicted about what happened btwn reader and her parents - lady Jessica’s words sounded so kind and supportive, but the necklace and the reminder of reader’s “duty” was so frustrating and sad. This coupled with what happened with Leto (can’t blame the guy for trying cause I know he loves Jessica and his family and probably just wanted to soothe things over) just emphasised how alone she is after everything… kind of feels like there’s really no one else reader can trust or rely on, except her husband now lol. I loved that she had the presence of mind to send Jessica off the way she did by picking apart their positions… brutal. Loved that for her 🥲

I loved the wedding and everything that happened. Feyd was down bad 😂 he is so sweet/ romantic in his own way - presenting Ze’ev as a gift and also doing the salute to her… I think her killing Ze’ev so publicly would also help her standing with the general public lmao on top of it being personally satisfying to have him be punished by her own hands (as traumatising as it also is). Asha explaining that the salute was him being her willing soldier just killed me. It was so romantic, it would have been all I could talk about too LOL. Him saying that she’s an extension of himself gave me pause tho it was both sweet in a twisted way but also just possessive/ obsessive but then again this is Feyd we’re talking about lol

I feel a bit nervous about what’s to come in the next chapters because of the reappearance of the Harkonnen/ Sardaukar soldier (tho I suspect he’s actually the latter because reader noticed that he was different from the other Harkonnen soldiers when he first spoke to the Baron…?). Will reader discuss these things with Feyd and warn him? I know it’s not something that’s really on her mind rn (I don’t blame her cause I’d also be more preoccupied w getting to know/ being turned into a mess by my husband LOL) but still 🥲

I also loved the ending (for obvious reasons) 🥲 it was sweet of him to support her and remind her that she’s important, in his own way 🥲🥲

As always, thanks for sharing your amazing writing 😭❤️😭❤️

Never stop rambling because it makes my whole day when I get to hear people’s thoughts on my story😂🙌🏻

Its so fun to explore how Feyd would show devotion because he definitely has some wires crossed about it😂🥴 I love the analogy of him being a cat bringing you dead mice because that’s essentially what he did with Ze’ev

Some of your questions will definitely be answered in the next part🫢 the plot is thickeningggg

Thank you anon for your thoughts and your kind words, you’re so sweet❤️

#feyd rautha #dune #feyd x reader #feyd x you #fanfic writing #writers on tumblr #writing #fanfic #feyd smut #feyd rautha harkonnen

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kunikinnie · 1 year

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a/n: HAPPY BIRTHDAY FUKUZAWA i finally did something for someone's birthday humaygahd

Fukuzawa Yukichi SFW Alphabet

A - AU (Random AU here, so like domestic, prince, vampire, etc.)

obvious and highly inaccurate but just let me have this one HAHAHAH

Samurai AU where Fukuzawa falls in love with one of the daimyo’s children. OR he falls in love with a rival samurai. I think both would be fun :3

When I was writing this I originally wrote about the neighbor AU but I’m actually writing it out rn so ye

B - Best Friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)

You’d definitely be the one to approach first, even if you met due to work, so even if you’re already “friends” it will take time and effort to truly be his un/official “best friend”. Intrigue and annoy him enough and he might give in to you. With this man, perseverance is key. Once he tolerates your shenanigans that’s when you know you’re close.

He’ll certainly be the “exhausted because of this idiot but they’re MY idiot” sort of friend. Not quite the parent type of friend, more like the personification of the good side of your consciousness type. You can poke fun at him but fortunately (or unfortunately, if you’re looking for fun) he doesn’t react much at all. What is fun though is that you’re the only one who knows and witnesses the embarrassing stuff he does .

C - Cuddles (Cuddler? Not a cuddler? Maybe a cuddler? How would they cuddle?)

He’s not that big on physical affection, so I wouldn’t say he’s a cuddler. He’ll big spoon for you if you ask him to. BUT when he initiates it and/or doesn’t let you go longer than you’d expect, that’s when you know he’s subtly letting his heart out and saving it from breaking into a million pieces. Big spoon for him during those moments and he can’t thank you enough.

D - Dance (Do they like to dance with you? How good of a dancer are they?)

No. Cannot and will not. Although you might be able to convince him; it just really depends on the reason and the mood. If it’s something romantic then he’ll actually try his best.

E - Excitement (How do they act when they’re excited? What excites them?)

He’s not that excitable even when it comes to things he does like. The most is he’ll be more open and enthusiastic in sharing his thoughts about the subject, but if you’re observant enough you’ll see his eyes light up and there’s a hidden smile throughout your discussion. Point it out and he’ll get quite flustered. Fukuzawa likes talking about books he finds interesting as well as some history, and of course, cats.

F - Films (What kind of movies would they like? Theaters or Netflix?)

He can enjoy most films but he prefers those with some reflective aspect to them. They’re usually better visually and it’s just his nature to “not waste his time on mindless things.” Definitely prefers theaters, but watching it at home with you is alright as well.

Oh, and maybe he avoids action/spy/assassin-themed films. It triggers memories he’d rather forget.

G - Group Mates (how are they as a group mate?)

He’s… perfectly average. Doesn’t complain, doesn’t say much, usually attends meetings. His skill set is pretty general too. Whether it’s researching, writing, or even presenting, he can accomplish all those satisfactorily. He’ll do anything he sees as necessary, even leading the group if it comes to that, except anything that has to do with art or designing stuff. Big no no for him.

H - Hugs (How would they hug you? Is it common for them to hug you?)

He doesn’t hug that often, except for every single night before the two of you go to bed. Most of the time he communicates through his eyes or small touches whenever he wants something, so if he’s in the romantic mood, he’ll first grab one of your hands and lightly squeeze it, gazing at your eyes all the while, before gently pulling you into a tight hug from the front.

I - Injury (How do they react if you get injured?)

Regardless of the reason or situation, he’ll maintain his calm and address your injury as quickly as possible. It’s never a good idea to let your emotions get the better of you – or so he says.

Unfortunately if even the slightest blame can be put on you, he’ll be furious at you. How could you endanger yourself like that?! Thankfully the anger dies out quickly and he apologizes for raising his voice like that at you, before locking you in a tight hug and whispering that he loves you so much and just can’t bear to lose you.

J - Jealous (Would they ever get jealous? How would they act if they were jealous?)

He’s the type to not realize he’s jealous until someone calls him out on it. It starts out so subtle: he’s a little worried about this person around you, which is, he says, totally a normal thing to worry about, and then more intrusive thoughts pop up when this person lingers around you longer than they should.

Yet he wouldn’t do much about it. You can handle it yourself, right? He’ll observe everything about your interactions with that person – only to make sure they don’t harm you, he claims – and will only intervene if he feels it to be necessary.

It’s actually not that difficult to tell – at least to you. He suddenly sulks a little more often and tries to be more affectionate: sure signs that he’s feeling a little insecure about your relationship.

K - Kisses (How would they kiss you? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

Fukuzawa prefers slow and soft kisses on the lips. It’s intimate and encompassing of all that he feels for you and even what you feel for him. Again he’s not that physically affectionate so kisses are rare, which is why when they do happen he’d like them to be a little bit more special.

L - Little Ones (How are they around kids? Do they want a family?)

He’s gentle and more soft-spoken around them, but given how he doesn’t like to socialize much, caring for younger kids drains him quickly.

A younger Fukuzawa would definitely not want to start a family. It’s not that he hates children at all – in fact he can’t help but smile when he hears genuine laughter from them – but given his profession and his doubt in his parenting skills, he would avoid having to take responsibility in caring for a child.

But once Ranpo comes around (or if you convince him enough), he might give in if you try. Soon he’s taking care of many lost children that at this point, what’s another addition?

M - Memory (Favorite memory together?)

It would definitely be one of your vacations alone together at the beach. There’s a unique serenity to it that he finds worth going over and over again.

Maybe it’s in how the air smells fresher – far from the urban musk of Yokohama – or how the sun seems brighter –was it just how much you smiled the entire time? Regardless, being able to actually enjoy himself and be far from the usual worries makes every moment feel new. Earth’s blessings, you included, make themselves bare and welcomed him to appreciate its beauty in its totality. If only that peace could last for the rest of his days…

N – Nicknames (What do they call you, and what are their favorite things to be called?)

He just calls you by your first name, and he expects that from you as well (save for the added honorific like -kun or even -chan). You can get away with calling him something super embarrassing but please do not do so in public.

O - Obvious (How obvious do they make it that they like you?)　

He hides it well. It’s almost scary. One would have to know him extremely well AND be around him very often to notice any change in his demeanor.

But if for any reason he has to be a little bit more obvious without being too obvious, then that’s when he’ll fail miserably. It’s his natural tendency to hide his true feelings so letting them out “naturally” will be a huge challenge for him. Please be patient with this poor guy.

P - Photographs (Are they into documenting your relationship? What kind of pics would they take? candids? posed? funny?)

He’s not much into taking pictures except on very important occasions. But there are moments where the setting and lighting are just perfect – that’s when he’ll tell you he’d like to take a picture of you. I don’t see him taking candid photos because he feels that’s inappropriate, but he doesn’t have a preference for the poses you do. The only sort of picture that he’s still not good at taking is selfies. You’ll have to do it for the two of you.

Q - Quizzes (How much would they remember about you?)

Unfortunately due to how busy he is, he tends to forget some facts and stories about you, including those you’ve told him yourself. It doesn’t mean he doesn’t love you or doesn’t try to show it, it’s just that he worries about a lot of things that other things can get lost somewhere in between. Feel free to tell him again though, he’ll be more than happy to (re)learn anything about you.

R - Romance (How romantic are they? What are their go-to ways of being romantic?)

It’s a little weird with Fukuzawa. Some of his acts are extremely romantic, while others barely hover above platonic. Sometimes it’s intentional, sometimes it’s not. Perhaps it’s because he’s not used to being vocal about his affections that he’s not sure how to gauge himself.

His favorite romantic act is giving you flowers from the largest bouquet to the daintiest single flower. It’s perfect for all occasions, he thinks, and it’s easy to scale the gift based on the mood he’s trying to set. But the most rewarding times are when you expect it least – the smile on your face is unmatchable.

S - Sleep (What are their sleep habits?)

Before he sleeps, he has to read something. It doesn’t matter what it is (fiction or non-fiction books, the newspaper, heck even a frickin magazine) as long as it’s in print. He’ll also drink some sort of tea before bed (how he doesn’t wake up in the middle of the night to pee is a mystery).

He does have pajamas (yukatas) which he uses regularly. Falls asleep on his back but tosses and turns every now and then, but generally speaking he doesn’t move much at all. He prefers sleeping on a futon since that’s what he’s used to, so if his partner is okay with it then he’ll just sleep on an adjacent futon. But if his partner insists on a Western-style bed, then that’s okay too. Just no touching while sleeping – he likes a little personal space.

T - Try (how much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, everyday tasks?)

Here’s the thing: his “best effort” tends to look like the bare minimum if one is used to more “high effort” things. But trust me he’s really trying his best to show you that he loves you.

Fukuzawa shines best with the smaller dates over big ones or even simple everyday tasks. It’s special enough for the effort to bear fruit the most but not large enough to tire him out. The reason why he’s not as good with daily tasks is that he’s not meticulous like Kunikida, so he tends to skip out on things when he feels like he could.

U - Ugly (what would be some ugly habits of theirs?)

One would definitely be that he gets annoyed easily and that he’s not honest about his emotions at times, even to himself. It creates distance between the two of you (or really anyone for that matter). In the former, his outbursts usually come as unintentionally harsh words, and in the latter even if you can tell what he��s thinking, it’s hard to get him to do anything about it. He’s quite stubborn like that.

V - Victorious (Would they play games with you? What kind of games? Would they win?)

It’s canon he plays go, but I think he also plays hanafuda and a handful of other Western card games (not that he’s particularly good at those). Any board game that’s strategy-based and not too difficult to learn is right up his alley as well.

I’d say he’ll do quite well in games he’s already well-versed in (like go), and if he loses more than half the time his pride can’t take it and gets a little sulky.

X - (E)x (How do they handle exes? What do they do if they see them?)

If it’s his exes, he avoids them like the plague. For him if someone is out if his life then they’re out, out for good. Honestly, he’d rather not remember they even existed.

When it comes to yours, his reaction depends on your history with that ex. Did they hurt you in the past? Then he’ll be a bit wary of them (if you’re with him) and make sure you’re okay (both physically and mentally). If it ended amicably and they’re totally out of your mind, then he won’t say anything at all.

It’ll be a little different if he notices that there’s still something there, however. After a long internal debate (please read the jealousy portion) he’ll confront you about it in private.

Y - Yearning (What do they do when they miss you?)

He likes to look at small objects that remind him of you. Whether it’s a gift you bought him, vice versa, or a picture of you he keeps at his desk(s), he’ll stare at it longingly and reminisce internally about moments of your relationship he’s most fond of. Usually a few minutes of that is enough to satisfy him.

But if it’s that bad, he’ll be talking to cats about you. Yes. He talks to them. As he pets them he’ll either complain about how it’s been so long since he’s seen you or he’ll reminisce out loud. He’d die from embarrassment if someone catches him so he only does it in deserted public spaces (or at home if you two happen to take care of any cats).

Z - Zodiac (What is their zodiac sign? Do they fit it to a T? Speaking of zodiac, how superstitious are they when it comes to love?)

a/n: I’m also a Capricorn but idk any of these HAHA

Some stereotypes of the Capricorn that could also apply to Fukuzawa are: being old-schooled, a workaholic, on the cold side, and highly disciplined. Based on what I’ve seen it looks like he pretty much encapsulates Capricorn energy except that he’s a little more grounded and less ambitious.

He doesn’t believe in this at all, however. Even if he’s head-over-heels in love with someone he wouldn’t check out their zodiac compatibility (unless someone else tells him – but still, he doesn’t really believe in it).

#bsd #fukuzawa yukichi #fukuzawa x reader #fukuzawa x y/n #fukuzawa x you

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algolagniaa · 4 months

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I am bored bored bored bored bored and I don’t want to write about the things actually on my mind or happening in my life so I’m just going to critique this chart reading someone did for me a couple days ago

according to this person I AM going to get married just late…. like I shouldn’t stress for about 4 more years. and tbh a part of me is like “nooooo I want to be a young and beautiful bride” but if I shut that part up that sounds p ideal.

also told me to avoid dating anyone with Gemini placements…… girl everyone I’ve ever so much as had a crush on has Gemini placements. with the exception of my ex fiancé. I vibe with Gemini moons almost exclusively. the girl I have a crush on rn has a Gemini moon and I think it was the same day I got this reading that she told me she wants to kill me over and over. literally HOW am I supposed to turn that down. I’m only human faerie after all

mentioned that I need to be careful who I let close to me because a lot of people over the course of my life are very jealous/envious of me, particularly those with strong Sagittarius placements (which I’ve def found to be true). this is literally WILD to me like ik I’m pretty great but what do I have (other than looks and brains and intrigue and force of personality, okay maybe I get it) that you actually want. actually being me isn’t that great most of the time.

spouse will be sociable and emotionally intelligent and intelligent in general and religious/spiritual and “quaint” and love travel. pretty standard 9th house themes. also said she will have an “underlying intensity” which, yeah I hope so otherwise what are we doing together.

apparently my Uranus/Neptune conjunction in 1st makes me come off as unreliable and my Pluto placement makes me seem controlling/manipulative and too intense for many people. and those two things combined are why people decide to write me off as a bad person. which I guess makes sense bc what happens is they like all of a sudden see something about me they don’t like and then act scared of me??? even when there is genuinely no reason to be????? anyway apparently one of the big things I’m supposed to learn that will help mitigate this is to treat friendships more causally and not expect everything to be a super deep connection. but I feel like I already DO THAT with a lot of people + also when I do that I end up playing with them like dolls or chess pieces. and it’s fun but not satisfying. well whatever I have astrological license to treat my friends worse I guess

ages 24-25 were supposedly years of great personal growth and healing for me but all I did in those years was get abused and lose all my friends and have everyone tell me that actually I was abusive and a narcissist with 17 personality disorders including one that is straight up not in the DSM. and go to a bunch of therapy that didn’t work. and get addicted to weed and gain 30lbs and have everyone in my life collaborate on a giant gaslighting effort to convince me I was dangerously obese and they were worried for my health. and obsessively read r/amitheasshole trying to figure out the rules for Correct behavior. and cut myself to win arguments. and get kicked out of thanksgiving drunk in the middle of the night. and move to Spokane and have my first great love vow to hate me forever. and continue to get abused in Spokane, and meet some friends, and lose those friends bc I pissed off a serial killer dude, oh also I pissed off someone in the mafia I forgot that part, and get abused more and have a dead bedroom in my relationship and lock my entire personality up in a box and put it in a deep dark corner of my mind and give up on ever being happy. also I cried on my birthday both years. where’s the growth and healing…. I guess I hiked a lot in that time? and went to the gym but my heart was NOT in it

apparently I am v talented at communicating, networking, and making connections and can use my gifts to acquire money and power if I so choose. girl I so wish that were true

was also told what themes I will focus on during the next couple years of my life and apparently this year my focuses are: relationships, marriage, contracts, business partners, equality, sharing, interpersonal style. and I can see a couple of these but for the most part….. can’t relate.

#you guys don’t get to know the overarching themes anymore now sorry #all you get to know is I burnt off the ends of my hair. again

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callsignspark · 4 months

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Ik this isnt part of the ask game, but would you consider showing us how you outline in Trello?? It looks so freaking effective!

I have been waiting for someone to ask me this question. thank you so so so so much you’re going to regret asking lmao

so as I said before I use Trello - a free cloud based project management tool - to outline and write my fics (and also for my to do list and my Christmas present shopping and vacation planning and literally everything) because, to be 100% honest with you, I have no chill. I have never been relaxed about anything. ever. not a single day in my life. and therefore I marinate on fic ideas in my mind for months (sometimes years!) before I start doing anything with them. this is my process I use for everything I write and we’re using Mar[r]y Me as my example!

the first thing is the idea. I get an idea and I word vomit vibes into the closest thing (notes app, google doc, scribbling into my work notebook, texting a friend) and then I marinate on the idea. I first had the idea for Mar[r]y Me on January 25, 2023. it went through several iterations as I shaped what it was going to be and below is what I sent to Jordan in June 2023 and it’s the basis for the story we’ve all been following. (or mostly, it’s changed quite a bit since then.)

once I’m ready to start writing I create a board in Trello. think of a board like a white board, you then add “cards” which I think of as sticky notes except with a lot more features. also my process is the same no matter if it’s a one shot or a multi chapter fic, it just depends if it gets its own board or it goes into my one shot board. (which is filled with ideas waiting to be written lol) anyway. this is the Mar[r]y Me board!

for a multi chapter fic like this each chapter gets a card in the IN PROGRESS list (they move to the right as things get written/posted). each card follows a template: title, due date (loosely assigned to get an idea of what a posting schedule may look like), a label (always being with need to plan), and a checklist. also the chapter outline - obviously.

before I get into the outline, I use the labels as a nice visual representation of what the status of everything is. as the screenshot below shows, the each writing stage has its own color (and I use the color blind color schemes so I get the fun patterns too!) and it gets changed as we go along. it helps me know at a quick glance where everything is at the moment.

I also love the checklist feature, see below. which basically has all the steps I need to follow once I have a chapter written and ready for final editing. it may seem like overkill but I work long hours and you’d be amazed at how easily my brain forgets things lmao. so this ensures nothing is missed when I’m getting ready to post.

now onto the outline. my outline goes from something super basic, to a few bullet points, to an in depth summary of what’s going to be written. using chapter one as an example of this progression.

1. this is the og outline for the whole story. just a dream and a vibe and one sentence. literally.

2. the expanded outline for chapter one

3. just a small section of the final outline I used to write the chapter. a lot of my final outline ends up being actual sentences that I use in the final draft, I basically write the chapter in bullet points and unfinished sentences.

4. I use the very expanded outline to write the actual chapter. following along bullet point by bullet point. an example from chapter 9 since that’s what I’m writing rn.

5. once everything is written, all the bullet points have been used up or ignored, I transfer it into google docs and read it to myself, editing as I go. once I’m happy with my final rough draft I use grammarly to idiot check things because I’m an engineer not an English major. then I start using the checklist (teaser posting, creating tumblr post, etc.) and then the worst part. I walk around my home office and I read the entire chapter out loud to myself and make final edits as I go. is it excruciating to have to listen to myself speak the flirting I’ve just written out loud? yes. have I made myself cry multiple times? yes. do I find a lot of rough spots and smooth them out? yes. that’s usually done on Thursday nights.

6. from there it’s all final editing and formatting and scheduling the final post. I also have to create the accompanying recipe post for Mar[r]y Me so I do that too. and we post on Fridays! sometimes I share the google doc link with friends so they get an advanced copy of the chapter and sometimes they get to be surprised with everyone else (I’m running behind schedule and don’t have time to share it lmao)

it’s a lot of work for something I’m producing for free but I genuinely love it so much and it helps me keep everything straight. there would be so many lost ideas and abandoned thoughts if I didn’t do it this way. it’s crazy that this the first fic I’ve ever written and that I’ll probably be close to 90k words by the time it’s finished.

if you’ve made it this far thank you for indulging my very intense brain and it’s processes. I love the community we’ve created here on this blog and I’m so excited to keep writing and sharing. and I especially want to give a big thank you to my very good friends Ames, Alexa, and Jordan. Mar[r]y Me would not be the story it is without them and I can’t thank you enough for your love and encouragement during this story.

#asks answered #anon <3 #I don’t know how to tag this #elle hyperfixates on something #<- yeah that’ll work

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icysab · 2 years

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~ shinsou headcannons ~

warnings: i probably swear a lot lmao, unedited

also quick a/n: these are literally some of my favorite posts to make i love these so much so please suggest characters to me and i’d be so happy to do them !! also im totally open to write for more fandoms than i have listed just send me an ask and i’m down for anything :>

alright here we go !!!

- i think he’s allergic to cats

- and he’s literally so distraught over that

- so he has a cat plushie instead

- but it’s SECRET no one knows about it

- until you find out and tease him hah

- he’s super cute about it though

- he really loves fantasy books

- especially dragon ones

- there’s something so magical to him about getting lost in a beautiful fictional world (kind of like what you’re doing rn, u goddamn simp /j)

- i think he can draw really well

- definitely a sucker for stationary

- his favourite pens are muji pens he loves them soo much and refuses to use any other ones

- except he has a special purple pen that he’ll use for special occasions

- really likes cold foam on coffee

- he’s just as big of a hero geek as izuku, but he hides it way better

- except instead of being mr. all might super-fan, he know so much about the smaller heros

- he also knows a ton about the way hero society is structured and set up

- he hates statistics but loves calculus (especially optimization. why? don’t ask me, he just does)

- his favorite number is seven

- and he always draws the line through it

- he absolutely judges the shit out of people based of their handwriting

- and what pens they use

- no matter how great someone is, he will refuse to talk to them if he sees they chew their pencil

- hates the smell of grease

- but loves fried food

- wants to try makeup just for fun but is too scared :(

- his favorite hero is aizawa. i don’t make the rules this is just an actual fact.

- can’t STAND looking at pictures of himself. refuses to watch the sports festival after

- really bad trust issues, and has trouble making connections

- BUT when he does they’re extremely deep and long lasting

- on a similar vein he really values loyalty

anyway that’s all for now !! xoxo luv u and plss request characters i love these

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mylevisdontfitanymore · 2 years

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Hi!

I love your writing so very much but I have to go anon cause I’m shy hehe.

Would you be open to writing something about a superchub!Bucky and his doting bf Steve playing around with immobility kink?

Steve spending a day stuffing Bucky until he can’t stand up from the couch, getting everything for him so he never get up for the whole of it, taunting Bucky a little bit that if he keeps this up he’ll be too big to do anything for himself but eat (they’re both a little turned on by imagining it).

Idk if that is anything you might like, but I wanted to ask bc again I love your content!

Hey!

Thank you!! 🥰

And what else is the anon function on Tumblr for? Lol sometimes you gotta peak out between your fingers while sending someone your thots, I get it!

Would you be open to writing something about a superchub!Bucky and his doting bf Steve playing around with immobility kink?

One word: YES.

But also many more words than just one-

Warning for unbeta'd stucky belly kink with fantasy and real immobility kink, stuffing, weight gain, etc.

I love love love the idea of Bucky sitting and being doted on the entire day, getting fuller and fuller, packed tighter and tighter, belly getting rounder and rounder under that thick layer of fat 😳

However, you know what this made me think of??

It made me a think of a feedism post I saw forever ago and can't track down rn but it amounted to: wouldn't it be great if for a weekend we pretend I'm immobile? You bring me food. You feed me. You fuck me and do all the work. It's fun. It's hot. It becomes an every weekend activity. And then a vacation activity, a stay-cation in our house except... after it keeps happening, our role played immobility, eventually, I really become immobile. It takes a while for us to notice though. Because weren't still playing. So lost in the game. Until- it's not a game anymore 😳

Like, imagine that happening with this huge Bucky and Steve-? 🥴🥴🥴

It starts years back when Bucky just first gets a little, erm, husky from bulking at the gym. For this bulk he ends up not going to workout as much as he planned to because he gets super busy with work or whatever, but in his mind, he’s still bulking, so he eats like he really was bulking until… oops… he's gained like 15, maybe 20 lbs? Getting some nice fluff on top of his muscles and, oh, Bucky really likes the way it feels.

The way it feels being bigger.

The way it feels when Steve feeds him.

And he really likes this new kink he’s found on the internet while trying to figure out just how weird he was for liking those two things. Turns out... he's not all that weird. Theres a community of people around it, actually.

He introduces the kink to Steve and they dive into it fast. Steve remains a gym rat as they both were when they began dating, but he comes home and feeds Bucky until Bucky feels like he can’t move. Steve teases Bucky that he’s eating everything Steve craves but can’t have (that’s not really what’s going on, but the role-play of it gets them both hot so… what does it matter, whether its true or not?). And eventually, Steve teases Bucky that if he keeps stuffing himself, he won’t be able to move when he used to go to the gym twice a day. What a change. Bucky likes the change. He likes the idea of being pinned to one spot by his changes. He likes the contrast between all his soft, round fat and Steve's cut, hard muscles. Steve's fitness versus Bucky's fatness.

Bucky begs Steve to stuff him until he can’t move, he's so desperate to feel more of those feelings he's having surrounding his (sort of) new kink. His new body.

He begs and begs and begs.

And eats and eats and eats because Steve can’t resist his begging or his puppy dog eyes or his pouting.

With all that intense feeding, both stuffing on junk food and the red meat (for Steve's muscle/gains) and boost/gainer shakes, Bucky piles on weight criminally easy until he really is on the cusp of immobility because it takes so much effort to move. He’s so heavy.

And it's all Bucky wants for Steve to keep him as his pet glutton, unable to move and doted on by his ridiculously fit, strong, and capable boyfriend. All he wants to get larger and larger, fatter and fatter while Steve gets more fit- he's training for a marathon right now. The contrast between their bodies is endlessly sexy to them both...

They play with immobility a lot. It’s easier to play the closer it gets too.

So, playing, the most Bucky moves for a while is between the couch and the bed, heavy, plodding steps that take forever, winding Bucky while his boyfriend is right next to him, light on his feet and only breathing heavily because he’s turned on. Turned on by this because Bucky is turned on by it too; it being the heavy jiggle of all his fat as he shuffles from the bed to the couch, stuffed from breakfast in bed and now holding what part of his stomach that he can actually reach. Trying to hold himself together practically. He’s so round. He’s so stuffed but you can’t tell because his packed hard stomach is buried under all that blubber. And by the time he gets to the couch, he’s had to stop several times, pausing to gather his strength to get there.

Once on the couch, Steve brings him a gainer shake not unlike the protein shakes he makes for himself before he goes to the gym (but with about double the calories and more sugar) to “keep up his fluids”. Bucky guzzles it down like nothing. Like it's water. He’s still hot and sweaty from walking. Hot as in temperature and hot as in turned on... Steve is gonna have to use that gym-honed strength to lift his heavy, heavy tummy and fat pad up out of the way to get to his dick before long 🥵 Then, he can use his hands or put his mouth on him while Bucky rubs his upset, full tummy and contemplates how he could possibly get himself fuller. 🥴🥴 Ever hungry for the perfect feeling of being pushed all the way to his limits- about to burst he’s so bloated and full and heavy with it. Getting heavier the more he eats. The more he stuffs into his fat face.

But that’s the thing.

Bucky stays on the couch for the rest of the day- eating. He has snacks while sitting on the couch. He has lunch while sitting on the couch. He has more snacks while sitting on the couch. He has dinner while sitting on the couch. He has dessert while sitting on the couch. He… he tries to get up to follow Steve to the bedroom so they can sleep together, Steve cuddling as close as he possibly can to his big, fat, fucking huge boyfriend who's body is a pillow all over, soft, but-

Oh, shit.

Bucky moans. He can’t get up.

It’s not the first time he’s eaten himself into the inability to get up off the couch, so they camp out in the living room all night. However, it is the first time he’s done it by accident. Usually, when he can’t move from the couch to the bed it’s pretend, more of that role-play, or it’s planned in the day's events… an all-day stuffing that leaves him unable to move under the weight of all those calories. Now he just can’t move from a normal day of eating.

God.

That shouldn’t make him as hot as it does but… here he is. And Steve has to go and find his cock where it’s buried under all his blubber again.

...

In the morning - when he’s the lightest and his stomach is the least round it’ll be all day, not yet stuffed full - Bucky tries again. He grunts and then moans.

He can’t get up. 🥵😫

He can’t-

Fuck.

It’s all his fantasies (all the realistic ones) come true.

He’s eaten himself so big he can’t get off his huge, fat ass. He’s too fucking fat. So big. So large that Steve has to stretch himself out to straddle one of his huge thighs. So massive that he can’t touch the roundest part of his stomach, it’s grown out so big, so round. So vast that he’s got more than a double chin- three or four instead. So mammoth that he’s stuck in place, overwhelmed by his own body.

Steve is overwhelmed by his body too.

Sure, they could ease up and not stuff Bucky every hour (probably more like every half hour at this point) and he would drop enough weight quickly, it’s not like he’ll starve, that he could get mobility back in the snap of someone’s fingers but… this is too good. It's too good to be stuck on his huge ass with his only job to eat. It's not even his own job to rub his unbelievably massive stomach anymore. He can't reach all of it. So he can't do a good job of it. Steve has to do that instead. Bucky just gets to stuff his face and grow.

I went off-script from your prompt but I hope you still enjoyed it 🥰

#ask #belly kink #text #stuffing #weight gain #immobility #stucky #bucky barnes #steve rogers #chubby bucky #fat bucky #mylevisdontfitanymore

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taesankisser · 5 days

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hi sol my love ! i adore your writing sm, but idk much about bnd other than listening to a few songs here and there :(( but i wILL continue reading your works!! so i wanted to know some curiosities that you think are cool about the members and ur faves videos/interviews with them, like, what i need to consume to know them more?

no need to answer tho, i know ur not googlejejdjejd but i wanted to get closer to your writing 💝

sending kisses mwa mwa take care n have a good day ♡

this is so incredibly sweet i could cry 😭 thank you for liking my work and wanting to continue reading!! i appreciate you so so much! HAVE A BEAUTIFUL DAY 💗

oh my goodness I LOVE THIS QUESTION EEK the google comment made me laugh, i promise i do not mind in the slightest, you are giving me an EXCUSE to YAP about my favorite boys!! anywayz this might be a lil long so here’s a guide to get to know bnd and how i learned their personalities! i hope this helps you get to know them a bit more <33

first off you can’t go wrong with watching funnextdoor!! it’s the first video of theirs that i watched and it gives a lot of insight into them in their natural habitat (their dorms) as well as gives a glimpse into their bonds with each other! it’s so cute because the 2nd ep especially is where they all go on various adventures (some by themselves + some with other members!) and then they go on this lil retreat ugh it’s so sweet! this show really gives you a good idea of each member’s personality <3

next is to watch “what? door!” that’s like their version of txt’s to do if you’re familiar with that?? my favorite episodes are 3-4, which is where they work in pairs and go on missions to collect hearts and they are SO funny! i almost lost my mind seeing leehan run full force after myungjae stole his hearts i had no idea he could even run that fast i’m giggling writing this rn-

also love eps 5-6 of what? door! that’s where they go and work at an amusement park and they work in pairs at different jobs! it’s actually so sweet because you are able to see them interact with kids! afterwards once their shifts are over they’re able to enjoy the park so you get to see them have a lot of fun (except my lil scaredy cat taesan LMAO) these eps are just my fav because they’re so cute and i love seeing them have fun and enjoying themselves ugh i literally love them so much

another thing i did but more so to help with understanding their personalities for my writing is looking into each member’s mbti! it helped me get a good grasp of their general personalities bc ofc they aren’t limited to their 4 letters as they’re all unique and different <3

here’s a few random/defining characteristics (at least imo) for the members:

sungho: the mom of the group, loves soccer/sports/working out, giggles a LOT, neat, radiates the kinda energy of a person who is good at everything, more logical and levelheaded, he’s the main vocal and myungjae nicknamed him yeppi <3

riwoo: he’s our main dancer, loves food/desserts (so much so to the point where he said if he could have a superpower he’d want to be able to time travel so he could eat till he was full then go back in time to before he ate so he could eat again), he’s quiet, so incredibly endearing, dad joke enthusiast, short king

myungjae: puppy, loud, hypeman, apart of the riwoo love club (me too jae… me too… tbh he’s probably our president), the leader! big brain bc iirc he writes their songs! he’s so lovable and extroverted, he’s sensitive and cries a lot but that makes him even more lovable imo

taesan: giant mountain, cat, tall boy, apart of the producing club with jae, he’s an allrounder, king of teasing his members fr, he looks scary but is actually shy, doesn’t like being called cute (but is very much the cutest), riwoo lover #2

leehan: fish enthusiast, the best listener in the group, gets shy if you call him handsome, riwoo lover #3, the oddball of the group but not like ehehe he’s so quirky no he’s actually straight up weird like a literal enigma and once ate fish food (i’m madly in love w him)

woonhak: the coolest teenager i’ve ever seen (i am afraid of teenagers but i wouldn’t be scared to walk past him if i saw him in the wild), loud boy, teased relentlessly but they love him so much, has an incredible stage presence, a cutie patootie that bnd would protect with their lives

#solar speaks !#solar gets an ask !

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zombvibes · 1 year

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What's everyone's relationship with each other in teammateswap? (Kris, Susie, Noelle, Berdly, and Ralsei) tbh I'm mostly interested in TMS! Berdly and Kris though since I couldn't find any on that yet-

*crack knuckles* Oh boy…MORE WRITING!! /lh

Because of how many characters I’ll be mentioning, I’ll try and simplify it as much as possible. I’ll be making a more in depth explanation about their relationships on @teammateswap-au once I get that going! So uh please be patient with me!! I am stupid and cannot read or write /lh.

(Also follow that account btw nothing’s there yet except for me freaking out about teammateswap susie appearing in a deltarune memes video. still boggles my mind. still not completely over it btw—)

Before I start, I already talked about Kris and Berdly’s relationship (along with Berdly’s relationship with Susie and Noelle) in THIS post! So I won’t be talking about Berdly’s relationships in this post (except for like…with Ralsei since I didn’t mention him)

Ok so everything’s under the cut have fun reading my incoherent ramblings :

I’m writing everything in notes app rn give me a sec alhfjahfj

KRIS - SUSIE :

They’re childhood friends! They’ve had their ups and downs but they’re still very close! Susie is basically Kris’s honorary sibling and is pretty much considered a part of the Dreemurr family. She, like with all of her friends (...and Berdly), is very protective over Kris. They’re bffls. Ride or die even—

KRIS - NOELLE :

They also knew each other when they were kids. However, Noelle was more aloof and clingy towards her family (mostly her sister). She didn’t really like hanging out the Dreemurrs. Now, they’re friendly with each other! Are they friends? Ehhhhh... Noelle sees Kris as a friendly acquaintance. (However, she would be very touched if Kris refers to her as a friend.)

SUSIE - NOELLE :

Susie is shy around strangers (around cute girls in general) but she out right avoided Noelle. Mostly because she didn’t want to make a fool out of herself. (She still did anyways but Noelle found it to be cute) Noelle always made an effort to get to know Susie more. (She tries to get acquainted with all of her classmates.) But she failed…Susie was very shy before. Noelle’s more caring to her compared to everyone else. (Mostly because of her shy and kind nature.) Eventually, they do become friends! (Friends who have GIGANTIC crushes on each other. That they’re acutely aware of but doubt the other has a crush in them. Because “Why would someone like HER like someone like ME?”)

SUSIE - RALSEI : Susie and Ralsei aren’t TOO close currently (Susie is still shy around strangers.) But they’re still friends! He tries to be really gentle with her but also teases her from time to time. (And Susie, again, is protective over Ralsei. A little more protective compared to others.) Susie actually thinks Ralsei is very adorable and (accidentally) comments on that fact. (And she gets teases by Ralsei for it) I actually talked about these 2 before! Didn’t really change that much stuff but still going to share regardless. Their relationship doesn’t change a lot—

NOELLE - RALSEI * : Noelle likes messing with Ralsei (because she’s a menace to society). Ralsei doesn’t particularly mind Noelle but wish she was a little nicer.

BERDLY - RALSEI * : Berdly thinks Ralsei is cute. WHOA WHO SAID THAT???? Anyways, ignoring that, like everyone else, Berdly talks down and condescends to Ralsei. Not really taking him all too seriously. Ralsei doesn’t have any opinions on Berdly. He just…kinda exists to Ralsei.

* Because Noelle and Berdly haven’t really gotten to know Ralsei in game (like…regular deltarune), this is speculation.

#zomb answers #TEAMMATESWAP - DR AU #hope everything make sense not good with words—

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jekyllnahyena · 1 year

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fuck it, finally gonna sit down and try and write out a sorta timeline for Juliette, specifically before she met the 141. This specific to cod, cause it’s where my ideas first started and I need the basis to put that into sw ayayayay:

the short rundown is something like this:

Juliette ‘Regard’ Dione, 35 (at least in cod), 1,93 m and grew up in Paris, has picked up a few languages over her life by now, but it’s all haunted by a strong accent

mother was french, father senegalese, she lost them when she was 12.

Ambivert, but not something she really realized until later in life because she got used to being alone/sorta disconnected from others.

Very easily embarrassed and excitable, but you won’t notice because she might not exactly have a resting bitch face, but more of a resting ‘I’m staring into your soul and eating it for breakfast’ face which is what earned her her callsign.

Terrifying when angry, which you will notice. doesn’t get intimidated by anyone or anything at this point. she knows who she is, she knows what she can do, don’t try her, it’s very annoying and exhausting for her

Can drink enough to kill a horse and gets very squishy and affectionate when drunk. She remembers everything and will be terribly embarrassed about it later.

Doesn’t have an ounce of patriotism, but she can’t imagine herself outside of the military. Very aware that it’s only made everything worse for her. Will say things like ‘at least it’s taught me discipline’ with a sardonic smile. Joined for the money and free housing and thinking she’ll be able to figure out what to do afterwards.

Very good at what she does and completely aware of it too. doesn’t know how to leave and live a civilian life rn though she’s finally starting to make plans about it again

has severe problems with trusting others, especially civilians. Knows her reputation and the things she’s done and really doesn’t want to risk anyone else.

still only hooked up with complete strangers for the longest time. she didn’t want to be emotionally attached to the person she’s sleeping with. never spends the night though.

bisexual but it never really was a thing of coming out to her. she figured it out during her clubbing days pretty easily. very much a fuck around and find out person

Has a weird nac for picking up various hobbies that she uses to kill time. (currently learning how to crochet. She’s pretty shit at it, but she’s having fun)

Absolutely terrible cook with the exception of making coffee, which somehow always ends up at least passable. incredibly heavy sleeper, but only if she feels safe.

Night owl, don’t touch in the morning unless you’re offering her breakfast or are ready for a storm of french cursing.

Needs to physically exert herself at least twice a week or she’ll go slightly insane. That can be boxing, jogging or fucking rowing for all she cares. Just let her move, she’ll feel like a caged animal otherwise. Doesn’t give a flying fuck about body shape and the like, not unless it’s hindering her in said activities

Very, very competitive about these things. It’s a matter of pride to her and she hates losing in anything sports and it can make her a terrible team player. Not a problem if it’s something she’s just picked up, but her ambition to be good at physical things is very high.

Very clear at communicating her wants and needs and has no understanding as to why people won’t talk their problems through. Being vague feels like a waste of time to her.

Will forever and always keep her locs and last name, no matter what. It’s the last reminder of her birth parents.

Has terrible dissociative episodes that leave her sitting in places, eyes wide and unseeing. Best course of action is to have somebody hold her and coax her through it. They only get this bad when off mission, she represses most things on them

hobby ornithologist. has a massive book collection and actually enjoys going on searching trips in the middle of nowhere

absolute techno fiend and though she rarely goes to the clubs anymore (she’s lost contact with most of her friends from back in the day), she keeps up with the scene. There isn’t a singular place in Paris that she hasn’t been in though.

spends off shore time in a small village in Côte d’Azur directly by the sea or going traveling

and the long rundown is whatever the fuck all this is I’m sorry :’):

She’s the daughter of a senegalese immigrant and a working class mother. lost them age 12 to an accident and went through various foster cares as a result. She subconsciously internalized the idea that she’d die young and never even imagined a future because of that (with a few exceptions).

She now keeps steady contact with her last ‘family’, an elderly couple that had two grown children already when they took her aged 16. They never really got on in her youth, but they were amicable enough that they count as Juliette’s idea of ‘family’. She wrote them like once a year, but made an effort to reconnect in her 30s. They’re on good terms now.

got into a lot of trouble when younger, was an absolute techno fiend and spent most of her nights haunting through parisian clubs. She’s damn lucky she never landed in juvie, and it’s part of how/why she learned to be very sneaky. It got her in hot water with her teachers and caused her foster parents a lot of grief (at least the ones that cared). She still keeps up with the scene but has fallen out with most of her friends from back then. Was absolute shit at school, except sports and got into a lot of fights. Had so much anger inside her, which, combined with her difficulty to connect with her peers, would’ve made her a prime target for bullies, but that stopped pretty fast after the fourth nose she broke. she doesn’t remember most of her youth tbh

has problems with making connections with people, something that her clubbing sorta took care of when younger. She tends to look at people like she’s dissecting them and many get quite uncomfortable with it. Doesn’t care who you are, she’ll be completely honest and plainly tell you what she’s thinking, at least when you’re asking her. Communication has never been a problem for her, she doesn’t have the mind for being dishonest or vague. Will simply tell a person if she doesn’t feel comfortable with talking about things though. Calls people out on bullshit, her anger can override a lot of her anxiousness/awkwardness, something she makes use of. Her honesty has put quite a few people off, it’s less a thing of morality than her being socially inept.

Has gone through enough shit that intimidating her is near impossible, but getting her flustered is very, very easy, though people don’t always notice. Her looking embarrassed translates to her staring into your soul and because she keeps quiet if she doesn’t know how to handle a situation, it gets interpreted as her being slightly unnerving and observing a situation with cold calculation. (If you know what to look for though you’ll see that a good 73 percent of the time she simply doesn’t know how to respond. It can be incredibly hilarious, ngl)

She’s a lot better nowadays, much more comfortable with expressing her emotions and actually learning how to deal with her anxiousness. But social interactions could be an absolute hoot with her, I’ll tell u that. Doesn’t help that she’s terribly paranoid/distrustful, something that’s only gotten worse with her time in the military.

Joined very young, aged 19, for money and housing reasons, thinking she’d figure out what to do afterwards with the money she’d earn. She didn't want to stay with her foster parents anymore, very conscious and guilty of the trouble she's caused and the constant feeling of disconnect and ‘not right’ got to be too much for her. The military seemed like the next best idea. The few friends she had at that time thought she’d lost her mind and tried to convince her that it's a shite idea, but she'd already gotten her test results back at that point and was offered a plan. She tried keeping in contact during her starting time, but as her joining in on the normal activities would most definitely get her thrown out the instant a health evaluation came through, she didn’t really have much to talk about with them anymore. She later fell completely off the face of the earth when she became a solo operator.

Absolutely no sense of self preservation, terribly reckless when it comes to only herself. Gets very protective of her teammates in fears of losing another person, even if they aren’t ‘close’ in that sense. When on mission, she is likely to try and endanger herself before anyone else gets the chance to do so. Works in acts of service because it’s one of the few ways she feels like she can connect with others. She’s much more comfortable working solo though. Has, as one would expect, an incredibly fucked sense of morality by now. Something something ‘I’ll finish the mission no matter what, protect my own, don’t care if I die anyway, at least I’m good at this’

Found herself a lot when she met her old partner, even before they started to become a thing. They were also military and an incredibly calm fellow, funnily enough helping her work through her more extreme emotions she was so much more prone to back then. They encouraged her to go out together, meet up with people, letting others get closer again. She kinda learned how to be a bit more comfortably social tbh. The both of them went on a few trips together, it’s where she started picking up the habit of birdwatching (it also works as a reminder of all the places they’ve been) and they taught her surfing in Côte d’Azur, both kite and normal. Juliette started imagining a life with them there, maybe opening a small surfing school or something after they were both done with the military. Her problems didn’t go away, but she at least felt like she was living and figuring herself out during that time, trying out new things every chance she got, a habit she keeps up even today. They stepped on a landmine in front of her. It’s where Juliette got the big scar on her back from.

She got sent off duty to recover for a few months and next to the year after her parents death, she'll count it as the most gut wrenching and haunting time of her life, partly because she actually remembers these weeks instead of the haze that was her youth. She got it into her head that she’s destined to be alone then. Had a terrible depressive episode but returned to the military anyway. It felt like the only place for her at that point and they happily took her back, with her now truly and completely getting lost in her work. She swore off drugs after she had a terrible trip involving hallucinations of her old lover.

Juliette felt bound to the military then, making it her purpose and yes, it’s just as fucked up as you think it is. It’s the one thing she consistently excels at and she knows how good she is and she only got more terrifying after the loss, her becoming a lot more calm in the wake of her thinking that that’s truly her end all now. Very aware of the reputation she's managed to amass and has put quite a few people through the wringer on the matts when they tried to fuck with her. Only made her less approachable to others and a lot of people think she’s a hard ass. Very lonely creature but was for the most part too despondent to care about it, her anger simmering down to be replaced with apathy. Sparring was one of the few places you could see her actually talk shit and emote.

She got very used and comfortable to her loneliness, spending most of her offshore time on little bird watching trips and visiting clubs again (music will always be one of the few places she can truly lose herself and just shut her brain off) and trying out new food, mostly as a remembrance of their old lover. She still likes surfing and has one or two mates she meets up with, but she had to pick and choose her days when she could manage it emotionally. After two years, she stopped crying and a part was her finally accepting the loss, another was her being too tired to stay so sad about it. It’s a terrifying day, looking back, but she’s well and over their death by now. She made it a point of only hooking up with people that she had no connection with after that.

Most of it is spent waiting for the next mission though, even if she comes back with weird, small hobbies that let her kill the time. (At some point during that time, she started having dissociative episodes when she was emotionally overwhelmed, but as she’s still functional during those, they pose no ‘actual’ problem in the face of her missions.)

But yeah, the whole thing mellowed her out substantially, but it makes the resurfacing of her anger that much more unsettling. She’s more socially apt now, or at least knows how to pretend to be a lot better, but she’s gotten very comfortable with the ‘everything’. She stopped planning for the future by then and goes into every mission expecting the worst.

#juliette regard dione #jesus fucking christ this took a g e s #cw drugs #cw alcohol #ehhhhhhhhhh if ive missed anything yeet something at me #ayayayayayayay #cod oc #how the fuck do u wristers write anything my brain hurts thx #finally did a run down of her and her sorta time line #might add on what happened then after she met johnny n simon n how that whole thing impacted her but i honestly just wanna doodle rn :')

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Empathy for the Devil Commentary - Chapter 8

Alright so this is more of a commentary than a re-read? I mean I AM re-reading the chapter, I just haven’t read the rest of the story yet sooooo yeah. Might do a full story re-read later (probably the physical copy, although I might need two so I can just totally write directly in one BUT that’s the same story for another day...)

I already love this pic. Sunset looking cool af, ready to go out to explore the City. Except that, I just remembered it wasn't really Sunset now was it? But it is seen through a mirror, so it reflects the real person inside. Admittedly, I’m not knowledgeable on art. Now this picture could just be based on how shading/lighting works in this scene, but I also see the shading splitting Sunset’s face down the middle. The two sides of Sunset. And/or Our Sunset and The Other Sunset. Also check out that skyline!

Also also! It could just be Flash! Reading ahead y’know I realize that he’s out there with the others too, looking for Other Sunset. Maybe he likes being Sunset because he actually feels cool and confident and everything that he admires in her? The other two sides of Sunset, the physical and the immaterial.

There was a different path out there for her. The human Sunset confirmed its existence—even if that counterpart didn’t have it all figured out herself.

But you’re already on a different path, aren’t you? And you yourself don’t have it all figured out! Albeit it is a different start, but what’s stopping you from pursuing the path you think you could have taken? Is it that you just need a sign? A living cutie mark in the form of the other you? If you find the other path that the Other Sunset is taking, what would that do? Would it feel right in taking her path too?

She would’ve preferred to take her motorcycle, but given the winter storm, it would’ve been a friskily brisk ride. Too brisk to risk on long distances.

Too brisk to risk!

Too cold to feel bold!

She’s young, not old,

but that winter storm,

will have her slowed!

Then again, the sun finally started to peek through the clouds, and even as a winter chill clung to their bodies like wet clothes, the hope of warmth broke through. The staff parking lot smelled like the salt melting the mini-mountains of ice ploughed to the back, the breeze telling tale of voyages yet to be sailed. But then, the school’s back entrance decided instead to have fun with them and reveal Principal Celestia talking to a nodding, attentive Solstice Shiver, who had undone the top button of his dress shirt.

Oh okay I see how it is. You have this description both about Sunset but ALSO about Solstice and Celestia. Celestia warming everyone rn as the sun does, because she warms Solstice (who may or may not be influencing the weather, yes?)

Also, HE’S DRESSED LIKE THAT IN THIS WEATHER? THERE’S DEFINITELY SOMETHING SHADOWY SHADY GOING ON.

… Okay, they had zero defense against being found out.

Zero defence indeed. Get ready for a knockout. Sometimes you just gotta give up and let Red Eyes Black Dragon Sombra’s gonna blast away your life points.

Rainbow Dash whispered in Flash’s ear whom first looked at her to confirm he’d heard right, then turned to Applejack to repeat, “We’ll... tell you when you’re older?”

Yes! RD and Flash bonding time! Especially since it’s a neat little callback to an earlier chapter. Flash is slowly becoming one of the Rainbooms.

After a solid extra second of working through complex equations...

This and her reaction when she finally realized what was going on made me laugh, always nice seeing Twilighting. And I thought they just turn teachers off after school? Sure is easier to think that way.

Man, it’s cramped in there! You sure you need all those books?”

All those books can double as a weapon! The best weapon in the world. Make sure you practice your swinging, and also workout your back because it can be heavy... and also also make sure Spike isn’t in there when you do said swinging.

"Yup, a while ago, but yup!"

Amazing. Gloriosa didn't say no backsies or set a time specific to when he could use it sooooo its all good! Loopholes in sibling antics.

Timber frowned at Flash who was currently in Sunset's body but also not in Sunset's clothes. His hoodie looked especially baggy on her frame, but, Sunset supposed, he must've liked it that way. "But uh, how are you going to catch the scent?"

Hmmm... or maybe Flash is still feeling body dysphoria of his own? Not only switching from one person’s body to another, but making it a body of the opposite gender too can eliminate any sense of euphoria you might have had if you like being your other gender. Sunset was Timber, but she was also used to being a pony. Totally different body, so maybe a male body just didn’t phase her compared to that. Poor Flash, first the chub troubles and now this. And maybe he’s ashamed? Doesn’t feel like he deserves to look like Sunset since he looks up to her and the other girls so much.

“Shimmer Beta? Sunshim the Lesser?” Pinkie thought aloud, rubbing her chin. “Sunset 2: Electric Boogaloo? Mmm nah. Sequels are rarely as good as the first.”

Oh my god pinkie, these are great. Gold for sure... and maybe the sequel in this case is veerrrrry not good. Very evil. Evil twins amirite?

As Timber rounded the jeep to the driver’s side and Sunset opened her own door, she let a smile flow onto her face. “Promise not to get too excited when you see the other me? I’m the jealous type.”

Eyup, you sure are Sunset. No doubt about that. But also what if she is hotter than you? Maybe she’s been exercising? Twilight sure did date someone who seemed to be exercising. It could be that the other you is hotter to her. That sure would not help the self-confidence.

Not to be outdone, Sunset shrugged. “Can’t. I’m not in my pants.” And she shut the door before her comeback could be out-sassed any further.

Checkmate! Love the sass between all these jokers.

“But you’re going to need to be open-minded.”

Sticking the Everfree-mobile into first gear, Timber’s eyes glittered like a treasure lost in the bracken of the woods. “Lucky for you, that’s my specialty.”

It sure seems like it! But what does that mean for this story? Other than he’s a good... camp counselor... But there’s a lot of potential for where this could go with an open-minded lad like him. Sunset couldn’t have been forced to bond with a better boye.

No dice in her old haunts like the aviary a town over that reminded her of the phoenix aviary she used to hang out with Philomena in, or the tea house a town after that (however they did find a lovely jasmine vanilla tea).

In seeing what Sunset thought could have been potential places to visit, it really feels more like an exercise in bonding with Timber rather than actually trying to find Other Sunset. Philomena and tea? If she wasn’t raised to do all these things with this Celestia, what are the chances the Other Sunset would have similar interests? Unless its some other high authority figure. Then again, Sunset said as much and they’re just places on the way to the actual more likely destinations.

Ex-Principal Cinch was now a secretary there and the less power that woman had over impressionable youths, the better.

Oh and I totally see this as Sunset taking the opportunity to have the smug satisfaction of seeing what happened to Cinch for herself - I’m sure a conversation with Shining Armor might have come up about what became of her.

As they pulled onto the interstate, they passed a scruffy looking man with a hat constructed from tin-foil and a cardboard sign that read The End of Days is Nigh! All Hail the Crack in the Sky!

ALL HAIL THE GLOW CLOUD CRACK IN THE SKY

“Yep, just. Just living out some childhood dreams over here, don’t mind me.”

Aww... they better go on a real road trip after this mess is over! It’d make for a great summer vacation. After all he’s done and everything and all I’m sure is going to happen, Timber deserves it.

“I’m gonna go ahead and assume that’s not a zeppelin?”

Seems like Timber isn’t the only one experiencing new things. I was judgey at first but really it’s easy to just... not know things when it’s hardly comes up in your life, and of course Timber’s been very isolated, it’s jarring to see just how isolated. And same with Sunset. She’s experiencing things in a similar way to Timber since most of her life, all she knew was high fantasy Equestria, and most of Timber’s life has been the isolated backwoods forested areas and Canterlot City.

She’d heard Rarity talk about taking one to Prance after high school, at the very least on vacation if not more

IF NOT MORE?! SHE REALLY EMBRACING THE PRANCE/PRENCH LIFESTYLE TO WORK THERE? Look I know it’s regarded as a fashion capital BUT WHAT ABOUT APPLEJACK???

*The Ex Files theme plays*

Okay I was assuming they were a thing but also more like, just me shipping it.

“I have! Well, not that kind.” Blindly snagging the last trail mix, he focused more on changing lanes than Sunset. “I don’t remember much but my dad used to take me up in his water bomber or the rescue chopper when I was little. Never when there was an actual wildfire in the forest ‘cause y’know, good dad, but he’d let me see the whole valley from up there. Gloriosa says I loved it.”

Hmmm... Timber doesn’t just teleport to random places. Okay well it seems like it. But he has teleported to places that are either A) Higher than the average teenager should be without safety equipment or B) Places you’d travel via plane. Waking up with his bed in the lake might or might not be a result of teleportation, but if it was, it can still be connected to his dad because water bomber. Connecting that feeling of awe/the sublime during those moments in nature with a parent can create powerful emotions that work especially well with magic.

Eh. Looks pretty weird to me, but hey, if the girls end up in colleges across the country or all over the world, I guess I could give it a shot.

Sunset, if you do go flying… avoid Pearson.

Also thinking about this and how likely it is for them to be in schools all over the world. I feel like it would fit their pony counterparts in that, even though they move on to their own personal journeys, they’ll still stay connected to each other.

Timber’s smile waited, patient and unassuming. “Lore-building. I feel you.

First of all: “Lore-building”? Dork term. Second: Timber being essentially what he said his specialty was - open-minded. Thirdly: The “I feel you” and then talking about his own experience... literally empathy for Sunset - Empathy for the Devil. (Note: I noticed this in particular only after having read Chapter 9). And THEN he deflects the conversation topic back to Sunset’s court, making sure that he was trying to show that he has an idea of what she’s going through, but doing what he can to not make it about him.

“So you basically got one of those Mom heart tattoos?”

Hey it’s the part! :D

The part she didn't say out loud was: I thought she wanted to adopt me. She didn't feel like getting emotional over silly filly fantasies.

;~;

Imagine that. All that opportunity and validation and then, a line is drawn. You still don’t have a family. Then you try your best to get what little love you can from the closest thing to a parental figure and then its gone and the opportunity is given to someone who already has a loving family.

I’m also totally picturing Sunset as either a Halo Spartan or a Witcher... or Samus Aran - taken at a young age and trained to be the ultimate warrior. She pretty much was, except the PG version. Not necessarily stoic like those fellas (although I’m not familiar enough with Samus’ personality) but still ambitious to be the best of the best and then… someone actually shows them love and then they’re like ??? “What the fuck is this? I’m going to die for you now. Also kill for you. Oh wait that’s bad? Okay I’ll violently maim for you instead! Oh that’s bad too? How about if I only do it emotionally?” Would not want to be SciTwi and Wallflower.

"Oh yeah. Total heart eyes. Listen, I'm not saying I know when she started to have a thing for you, but she did explain Midnight Sparkle by raving about the angel who saved her so…

Empathy from the Angel

It’s all a matter of perspective, isn’t it?

“Welcome to Nightfall Reach Military Academy.”

Been trying to figure out the naming behind this. I mean it’s kinda badass already but took some looking up tbh. Legit didn’t even think of ‘Nightfall’ as a synonym of ‘sunset’ and ‘twilight’ so now there’s that. But in looking up ‘reach’, well, there’s a lot there. As a noun, it can be an ‘individual part of a progression or journey’ or the ‘extent or range of knowledge’, as a verb it can mean to strain after something, or simply reach there, their destination. It can also mean reaching out, reaching out to someone (Sunset reaching out to Timber’s a good fit!), or to stretch out or extend. Or heck it could be all of them. Knowing that this is essentially where their knowledge ends as to where Other Sunset could be, it could be Sunset straining after... a whole heckin lot tbh. And it could be her trying to connect with Timber. It could be more as these aren’t even all the definitions! Or perhaps this is where nightfall reaches, and goes no further. For in the dark of the night, the Moon commands the tides, but the tides dare not pass beyond the fortifications and defenders of this bastion.

Or you could be a nerd like me and think it’s a Halo reference especially with that previous thought I had about Sunset being a spartan.

Or or it could just be a cool name with the word reach in it, like Dragonsreach.

And between you and me, it wouldn’t shock me if someone thought the other me needed to straighten up and fly right.

Okay, so there’s the whole Nightmare Moon war thing, being part of the guard because she thought her mom was, and the thing where she wanted to protect the Princess. Like, there’s some things that don’t feel like they add up here. The whole “mom was a guard” thing itself could be made up. Sunset wanted to protect the Princess... why? Because Celestia was the only one who took care of her. If she hadn’t, then would she have wanted to do that? Protect the only person that showed her love (even if she didn’t outright adopt her). Would there have been someone else who replaced Celestia like that in this world?

Sunset’s hope that, someone out there she didn’t know about was really looking out for her other self, and decided she could do with some discipline. So, what would’ve happened had Celestia not taken her in? Would someone else have? Would she have gone to the military as the only way to get opportunities others are afforded when they have social support systems/people looking out for them? Something similar to the life she’s currently facing? She did say she had a talent in pyromagic, but does that translate to warfare here? Could be fireworks instead! Or a firefighter. Controlled burns. She could see Timber a whole lot more!

And then there’s Timber. I wouldn’t be surprised if he’s just letting her go through with this so she could get a taste of what her life might have been and could still be.

And Sunset here is the one who she herself thinks she might need to straighten up and fly right. Based on how she lives her life now, that could be reason enough to join. Doesn’t need to be a total hooligan constantly breaking the laws like smashing garbage cans, spraying graffiti, sneaking around campus in a full stealth suit, or... running across a snowy battlefield carrying your companion through to the other side and sacrificing yourself along the way...

...okay maybe she’s perfect for the military.

Love how everything is now a mission when they reach... Reach…

That’s kind of my thing. Rainbow ‘history buff’ Dash, they call me. You can spread that around.”

Callback to the pony version where RD had such a hard time with Wonderbolt history. Poor poor Dash, but actually, poor Timber. He’s now joined the military and will be going off to war... the prank war.

Sunset hadn’t ever tried super hard in gym class, but if her future after high school involved a military academy and being part of something greater than herself, she wouldn’t mind hitting the punching bag a little more. Or even running a lap or two.

Who’s to say this won’t be the direction Sunset takes regardless? She’s trained for war as it is! Maybe all the skills she’s developed over the years won’t actually go to waste. Yay soft skills!

Speaking into a mic bending around from his headset, the tour guide performed his every sentence as if he were a professional wrestler in Rainbow Dash and Applejack’s favourite televised league, Worldwide Wrestling Theatrics (they insisted it was just a name). “I hope you’ve all enjoyed the museum portion of our tour, because it’s time to move on! Iron Will believes there’s no greater pleasure than watching the junior cadets perform a sunset salute to end another peaceful day.” He flexed so hard it looked painful.

Oh my god it’s Iron Will. I can see how he’d make a great Drill Sergeant too. And oh my god World Wide Wrestling Theatrics. And hey! Sunset salute! The nightfall connection!

And maybe foreshadowing? A true Sunset salute as the cadets salute their commanding officer, Sunset Shimmer? She could still be a counselor there! Or social worker.

She doesn’t have to even be any of those tbh. On the surface it doesn’t seem like empathy to be particularly great for the military, but having that sort of virtue in this context makes it all the better, because you’ll have a lot of power, but the empathy can keep you responsible and accountable to yourself and others - those under your command, those you may have to fight, and all the civilians in between. To quote Romeo Dallaire:

“You know, soldiers are very unusual people. On the outside, they are the hardest, most demanding, severe people, but underneath that, they are the most human, the most feeling, the most emotionally attached people who exist.”

And

“I have often been criticized for being an 'emotional' leader, for not being macho enough, but even during this early stage in my career, I believed that the magic of command lies in openness, in being both sympathetic to the troops and at the same time being apart, in always projecting supreme confidence in my own ability and in theirs to accomplish whatever task is set for us.”

These are traits that Sunset has, and would work well in that sort of life. She’s thinking about the impact that magic has on the entire student body now - not just her friend group. And it’s also something Sunset lacked before she came to this world. And of course Celestia had to learn from her mistake it by telling Twilight to go make friends.

Folks joke about how “Haha they defeated the villain with the magic of friendship! So cheesy!” happens in media, but that has so much merit in the real world, in so many aspects of life is friendship and the qualities of being a good friend something that is so relevant to making life better for everyone, for succeeding, and for overcoming some of the greatest problems of our time.

The notes sunk into her like the lake-buffeted breeze at her back. To her, that would always be the call of Canterlot Castle.

With all that’s similar here, might she truly feel at home in this place? Might this be where she wants to go?

Sunset continued to swear profusely and quite creatively as she followed Timber, wriggling on her belly under a low set of bars. She was almost glad she wasn’t in her own body; she doubted her steady diet of pizza pockets, toaster strudel, and leftover takeout would have served her well here. Sitting around streaming video games really did a number on the body, she guessed. That aside, Sunset Shimmer had exactly enough muscles to pick up a girl in her arms and swing her around. She had the queer amount, and that was about it.

Okay, with this in mind, it might not be where she wants to go anymore XD. Or maybe she’ll realize that she’s been put in enough situations that need her to be more fit that she should change that. Question is: is this a hurdle - something that she can and needs to overcome in order to be who she wants to be - or is it a barrier - something that just stands in your way that tells you to not bother with pursuing, because its a sample of a a life that you don’t want.

“The queer amount” - that’s the power of love, baby!

Timber managed the rest of the hurdles with almost too much ease, and Sunset thought it was stupidly unfair that he got Rainbow Dash’s agility and natural speed.

More of Sunset’s jealousy here. I mention it not just because the laundry list of people she’s jealous of gets longer, but also because its another instance of her being too hard on herself. Yes, her body’s not in great shape, but Timber was the one who shocked the whole gym class by running a lap in her body. He didn’t bring it up that her body was able to handle it, only that everyone was shocked she did it. Its not that she’s not capable, but she doesn’t even want to try, and when she has to try to she shifts the blame and loses confidence.

Timber Spruce slammed down onto the platform with wild eyes and a purse around his shoulder. Smiling feebly, Sunset would have cheered if she had any lung-power left. He saw her and the relief was palpable in his laugh, especially as he dug out Twilight’s back-up inhaler and guided it into her hands, helping her take the first puff.

Timber comin’ in clutch! That would be a better joke if it was actually a clutch.

Ngl this moment had me anxious for a sec there. And hey! I called it! Chalk one up for Other Marvel!

And I’m seeing reflections of the first time Timber landed in front of Sunset via teleportation, only with opposite feelings from her.

And I wouldn’t have figured out the teleporting thing if I didn’t have a good leader.

Leaaaderrrrrrrrrr

It’s your destiny

Commander Tempest.... okay with the explosive energy and fireworks connection that Pony!Tempest had, pyromagic might really not be too far off here. Really appreciate the inclusion of characters like these, no Other Sunset yet but there’s a certain satisfaction in knowing where these other characters end up. Now where’s the Other Starlight Glimmer? Pony-themed Russia? Prussia? Wait no, that was an actual thing.

The tall barbed-wire fences of the Tartarus Juvenile Detention Centre rose ahead and Timber took his hands off the steering wheel. “No. No way. Uh-uh. I’m turning the car around.”

Ooooooooh yikes. All or nothing, eh Sunset? Either you’re somewhere where you can be at your prime with all the skills needed to excel in a noble field among comrades (on in this case, friends since ‘respect for friends’ is one of NR’s core tenets) or... the opposite. Or I guess all those little places in between that you visited only once. Wild how that works. If someone didn’t push her to NR, then she would have just been a delinquent the rest of her life?

“Yeah, well, you’re not anymore and this is way too mean to yourself. To both of you! Other Sunset could be in lots of places! A motorcycle shop, leather jacket emporium, an ice cream parlor⁠⁠—I mean everybody likes ice cream, right?”

Yeeess my boy! Point out those middle paths! And point out where she might be wrong! He entertained her thoughts about NR, but this is where the line gets drawn.

The guard led them to a full-body metal detector, which meant Sunset had to forfeit her phone and the emergency sextant Twilight had in her pocket, but otherwise, they got through without issue. Timber did so under protest, pouting all the way.

I’m just picturing the guard now. Like “who tf just brings a sextant everywhere they go?”

The guard considered it, hemming and hawing. “Well. No Shimmers here, but we have a Glow. Could that be who you’re here to see?”

Ngl, it didn’t register with me that this was Cozy Glow until I started writing this thing out. That child is scary. What crimes did she commit in this world? Attempt to steal the nuclear codes?

Nothing that we could find, but we’ll keep looking, Twilight assured. She has to be somewhere.

That was it for a long while, maybe an hour or so. Then, out of nowhere, Sunset’s phone decided to blast Right There in Front of Me, the ring-tone she’d set for Twilight’s phone. Sunset’s heart leapt. “Hello?”

Maybe the Right there in Front of Me was for her reflection in Bevin’s art piece at the beginning! In the mirror! It’s just her that’s in front of her. She’s standing in her own way.

“—ber Brambleton Spruce, about 6 foot 3, 17 years old but acts 10, and he hasn’t been answering his phone!

Brambleton! I know I mentioned it last time as being funny but this time, I remember a certain comic featuring the Kingdom of the Deer, and Bramble was a character there! And of course I remember that Sunset visited Thicket with Celestia!

Went back and read that comic and it’s very reflective of Legend of Everfree! So it only makes sense! That and we had a potential name drop for Timber’s mom here but the deer mom/queen was never mentioned. But also also, Bramble seems like a different character than Brambleton here

Regardless, I think maybe it does show how people change when they can connect with different people and ideas. Bramble would likely have not gone beyond the forest until the events of the story made that happen, and Timber really didn’t leave Everfree either until recently. But Timber was essentially raised to welcome people to the forest instead. He said being open-minded was his specialty. Bramble was very much not open-minded at the start of the comic arc. But by the end that seems like it changed.

I don’t know what happened to Bramble after that story or how he changed other than the epilogue which implied he became more open, or what Timber was really like when his parents were around. Still, we can put two and two together and say that, even if they followed the same path, they both still changed, much like Sunset has. And if they didn’t, then the other universe isn’t so much of a reflection of the pony realm’s characters as Sunset thinks it is.

(And reading that comic hits waaaay too close to home rn. If only we had a hydra in the Greenbelt.)

“Just trying to be thorough!” Twilight promised, waving her hand as if to ward off the omen. “Although, that one was a relief not to find her in...”

It’s okay Twilight! I thought the same thing! You never know... like there’s cars in this universe ffs. Okay yeah there’s also not random magical monsters destroying the town on a weekly basis. OKAY YEAH THERE ARE MAGICAL DEMONS EVERYWHERE BUT ITS MORE LIKE, MONTHLY AND ONLY STARTED RECENTLY.

Leading them up the stone steps to city hall, Flash led the charge into the overly grand, heavy-doored entrance-way. A confusing statue of a horse and its pioneer human rider seeming to shake hand/hoof boasted the peaceful town motto at the statue’s base: Keeping Things Stable. The dream tax-payers built, Sunset supposed. And the one teenagers made fun of.

Omg what. WHAT. I... I don’t... I can’t....

what

lmfao but... this city is where the portal to Equestria is. And said portal isn’t just in a random spot in nature. It’s literally in a man(?)-made piece of architecture. Maybe both horses and humans made it??? I honestly never thought about it until now but ehhhhh????????

A bit of a pipsqueak, really. He held up a recording device. “Mayor! Mayor, over here! How much danger are the people of Canterlot City really in?”

Betcha he’s got a British accent too pfft.

The resemblance between Flash Magnus and Flash Junior still threw Sunset off.

Yooooooooooo

YOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

All things considered, this is yet another case of the parallel’s between parallel worlds being different. It’s not just that Flash Magnus is the father of Flash Sentry instead of the ancestor, but also that Pony!Flash and Human!Flash are different people too. Guard in one, and guitarist/baker/hates gym class in the other. And it’s not that the Pony!Flash can’t be those other things, it’s a question of whether Human!Flash will be following in his dad’s footsteps to be that equivalent of a guard. What he is now, and what he will be in the future, are two things that can indicate again that this could be very different from the other universe, or the future can be very different from what the current path looks like.

Either one is possible, and both contradict how Sunset’s seeing things.

Similar to Timber/Bramble, Flash here might simply not have experienced the turning point in his life that brings him to be the equivalent of a guard. He’s constantly trying to be one of the girls, cheer them on, because he looks up to them, how brave and awesome they are at fighting big bads. He might still get that opportunity that changes everything for him.

Also

Flash can be referred to as Junior. hehehe

Magnus laughed. “Oh, I like you. Kids today, with their baggy pants and stupid hats. You’re one of a kind! You know, I think you’d even do well on the force. Where’d you find this one, deputy?”

Omg, deputy. It’s just like, another way to say Junior.

“We don’t know what to tell you kids. There is no other Sunset Shimmer.”

Okay, no other Sunset Shimmer? Fr? But waiiiiit... Sunset was an orphan, she might not have even known her parents, who would have even given her the name Sunset Shimmer?

*Checks bonus features*

Okay so we’ll never know anyway, dangit. Doesn’t mean that there isn’t one! Just that we won’t see her in this story. Maybe Tempest does know the Other Sunset, and maybe she does have a similar countenance/impression that should could see in Sunset-in-Twilight’s-body?

Global comments

Adding some global comments to shorten this thing a bit because Marvel’s writing here would keep me here all day and this post would be much much longer.

I loved all the little comedic elements. All the callbacks to the other characters that aren’t EqG Sunset that offer a bit of worldbuilding I’ve seen so little of (in general, I’m sure there’s plenty out there but I don’t really look into it much). I do also love Sunset’s bonding with Timber, showing how well they work together, how Sunset really needs a friend like him and everything. All these pieces being connected and coming together into something amazing. Of course, there’s so many chapters left so uh, gonna be a while with plenty of more conflict before we reach that.

#Empathy for the Devil #commentary #my stuff #marvelandponder #bevinbrand

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