#this was the only kinda uhh tame/funny? ones

[tiefsterwinter]

#I angered a yyt #this was the only kinda uhh tame/funny? ones #rest is what you'd hear in a cod lobby #they only complained about trans ayato couldn't even deny trans ei is canon #oh guess I never put the ''down with cis'' pic I took from the yyt ''thank you zero hei'' picture on here #fandom wank I guess? #think that was my tag #idk

[6esiree]

Part 3 for the group chat fic 👀?

When I received this I had already gotten started on the next part, I just didn’t get the opportunity to finish it until now because of homework. Literally, as soon as I decided to get back into my hobbies, uni was like “no.”

But it’s done now and that’s all that matters, yippee !! I do plan on writing more about Gen Z reader and the goofy shit they say/do, the kinda relationships they have with the other residents, and more btw. If anyone has any ideas, do lmk :)

Husk x GN! Reader: What Are We?

Summary: Part 3 to the group chat fic, except it’s mostly just the reader solidifying their relationship with Husk. The texts are at the end!!

Warnings: Uhh, a little bit spicy, but no smut. Swearing.

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As the morning rudely interrupted your slumber, the sunlight seeping through the tiny slits between the curtains and tinging your eyelids crimson, you turned your head away with a groan. The night was over already? Fuck—you seriously felt as if you’d just closed your eyes an hour ago. Husk continued snoring away on your chest, clinging onto your body while you shifted underneath him, trying to avoid the sun’s assault on your vision.

“Stop moving s’much,” Husk suddenly muttered, his morning voice catching you off-guard.

Your eyes flitted down to the older man, observing how he lifted his hips and arched his back off of your body, stretching til a ‘Pop!’ echoed in your room. His tail whipped behind him as he sighed in content, and you? Well, you could only stare at him in awe as he behaved like a typical cat, unable to believe the scene before you.

“That was so cute, what the fuck,” You said, watching as his back stiffened.

“Cute? You gotta be kidding me,” Husk said, getting up from your chest and flopping down next to you, looking absolutely disheveled from last night’s activities, “Nothin’ I do is cute—I’m a grown ass man.”

You snorted and rolled onto your side, watching how a few strands of hair on Husk’s head stood upwards. ‘What’s so funny?’ He asked, his eyes widening as you carded your fingers through his hair, attempting to tame it.

“Nothing,” You said as he looked at you in feigned disapproval, but he didn’t push you away.

In fact, Husk leaned forward, craning his neck so your hand would touch his ear instead. The corner of your mouth twitched upwards as you scratched it, admiring how easily he unraveled under your touch. Even at his best, you’d never seen him this at ease—you were glad he trusted you.

“This stays between you and I,” Husk said after a bit, reaching up to grab your hand and bring your knuckles in for a kiss, “Got it?”

You blinked, face flushed as his lips moved against your knuckles. Husk had the audacity to look up at you with a quirked brow, clearly amused by how easily he had turned the tables on you. In your defense, you were weak-minded, the way he called you babydoll traveling straight to the area between your legs.

“Yeah, sure—whatever,” You said, rolling your eyes when Husk chuckled, saying something along the lines of ‘Good—that’s what I like to hear.’

You narrowed your eyes at the cat-demon, his response dripping with smugness.

Yeah, you weren’t letting that slide. You grabbed one of your pillows and smacked him in the face with it, albeit somewhat gently. ‘What the fuck?’ Husk sputtered, swiftly casting the pillow aside and fixing to grab you, but he completely missed you as you hopped off of the bed, sending him tumbling to the ground with a loud thud.

You were so fucked.

“Where do you think you’re going?” Husk asked when you tried to seek refuge in your bathroom, catching the doorknob before you could twist the lock.

He whipped the door open and wrapped his arms around your waist, hoisting you up onto his shoulder. You yelped as he did all of this so effortlessly, tossing you back onto your bed with a toothy grin plastered on his face. In an effort to save yourself, you crawled backwards, but Husk grabbed your ankles and pulled you down, leaving you entirely at his mercy.

“Seriously? Come on, how old are ya?” Husk asked, menacingly looming over you, his claws flexing against the skin of your ankles.

“Not as old as you, that’s for sure—“ You started, but then Husk folded your legs into your chest, crying out as you realized the position he had you in: a fucking mating press.

“Babydoll, I’m the same old man who had you begging to get your hole pounded in,” Husk said, chuckling as you covered your face with a groan, embarrassed. “Or do you need a reminder, hm?”

He let go of one of your ankles, his paw trailing up your leg, past your stomach to the valley between your chest, until finally settling on your neck. Your eyes fluttered shut, feeling how his claws delicately traced where he had nipped you last night. The man reveled in the whines that slipped from your throat, his arousal making itself known by poking the inside of your thigh.

“This isn’t fair,” You said, your chest heaving in anticipation. “You’re not fair.”

“Life isn’t fair, y’know,” Husk said, leaning in to place a kiss below your ear, “But I guess I could be a little nicer to you, eh?”

“Yes,” You breathed out, craning your neck as he continued to kiss you, slowly inching closer to your mouth.

When his lips ghosted over your chin, you stared at Husk, realizing that he hadn’t kissed you last night. Would he kiss you now, or was the act too…intimate? You two had fucked, yeah, and while you wouldn’t let anybody just do that, maybe he had a different mindset. It was at this moment that you considered asking what would become of you two, and shit, that scared you.

You visibly deflated under Husk, the arousal you previously felt replaced by fear almost instantaneously. Disappointment enveloped your heart as he receded from you and relinquished your ankles—but he did so because he noticed the sudden change in your body language. Husk’s eyes frantically scoured your face, genuinely concerned.

“Hey, what’s the matter?” Husk asked, reaching out to cradle your cheek. “Did I make you uncomfortable—shit, I didn’t—“

“No! God, of course not,” You cut him off quickly.

You leaned into Husk’s touch, feeling a bit reassured over the gesture. Still, the task of asking him where you stood remained equally as daunting as before.

“I’m just—I, uh—fuck!” You sputtered, sitting up in an effort to gather your thoughts.

Husk blinked, more confused than concerned now, but he didn’t interrupt you. You turned to him, your face flushed as you decided to just blurt out the question.

“Whatarewe?” You asked, your eyes darting across his face, nervous as he looked back at you in shock.

His expression softened not even a few seconds later, however, relieved that he hadn’t made you uncomfortable.

“We can be anything you want us to be, dollface,” Husk said, an unmistakable tenderness in the smile he offered you, “Preferably, though, I would like to be yours.”

The slick bastard. Instead of using the typical ‘Be mine,’ Husk opted to say it in reverse, and fuck, did it make your stomach do summersaults. You quickly jumped onto his lap and enveloped him in a hug, unable to contain the happiness that surged through your body. He eagerly returned your hug, but the way his wings followed suit and practically cocooned the two of you put you in a state of ecstasy.

“Please kiss me,” You whispered, pulling back to look at Husk.

“Come over here,” Husk rasped, his hands sliding down to your hips, encouraging you to lean into him impossibly closer.

And you did just that, the wetness of his nose tickling your cheek as your lips finally met. You sighed, pouring the feelings you had long repressed for the sake of your friendship into the kiss. When Husk’s tongue glided against the bottom of your lip, however, you regretted your choice, especially with extermination day becoming a bi-annual event. You had each other now, though, so that’s all that mattered.

The two of you could have continued kissing all day—and perhaps a little more than that—but then your phone suddenly began to vibrate. Somebody was texting, you and Husk collectively groaning at the interruption. You had carelessly discarded it somewhere on your bed last night, so you had to part from his embrace, apologizing as you asked him to help you out.

Husk, ever the sweetheart, helped you out, quickly locating it under one of your pillows. He rolled his eyes as he handed it to you, his face flushed as he mumbled something about it being Angel Dust. Curious, you hastily unlocked your phone, seeing that you had several unread messages from the groupchat.

“No fucking way,” You said, immediately understanding Husk’s reaction.

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Angel: holy shit can it be my turn next ??

Vaggie: What are you talking about?

Angel: there is no way u didnt hear that … wtf. Y/N just got their world rocked by the bartender.

Niffty: I heard everything. The walls are too thin.

Vaggie: You guys are gross.

Sir Pentious: I didn’t hear anything, but now that I’ve been informed of their activities, I will be unable to look either of them in the eye for a while.

Angel: you all are a bunch of prudes ugh

You: Angel what the FUCK??? I am going to throttle u oh my god.

Angel: ohh kinky …want a gig at the porn studio btw ?? let me tell u, honey, u can sing!!

You: When I come downstairs rn, it’s so over for u.

Charlie: *Reacts to your message with a broken heart*

#hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel husk #hazbin husk #husk x reader #husk #charlie morningstar #vaggie #sir pentious #niffty

[saccharinerose]

Final thoughts on ACOMAF

This book felt like it was actively fighting against my trying to finish it. It was a SLOG to get through, like wading through tar on a treadmill. At some point I started just skimming through pages and even that took an eternity.

I would give SJM kudos for the whole "I just fell in love with the first guy who showed me kindness and security" thing... if Feyre's endgame wasn't Rhysand, the literal second guy who showed her kindness and security. The message just falls kinda flat...

I was suprised the book started out relatively tame with Tamlin's descend into the token hatesink but the descend did happen eventually. I honestly would prefer if he just vanished from the story bc there’s nothing I hate reading about more than a hatesink. If I had cared about his character  in the first book more than I care about stale bread, I might have been annoyed. But I don’t, so I wasn’t.

I find it funny that this book invented a whole new Being That Knows Things for Feyre to ask questions lmao I guess the Suriel was busy in the first half of the book.

The funniest scene was actually with said Being That Knows Things (the Bone Carver) when Rhysand says something and the sound of his voice was described as "velvet over the sharpest steel" (aka the most laughed-at euphemism for dick) or something and I went "Ah, he sounded penis-y"

My favourite part was the awkward dinner with Feyre's sisters because imo it is the only scene that accomplished what it set out to do. It was meant to be an uncomfortable, awkward situation and it felt uncomfortable and awkward. No other scene in the book made me feel the intended feeling.

Well, I guess the ending was somewhat enjoyable too... but maybe that was just the beckoning of sweet release

I still hate Rhys, despite this book trying its damnest to be a wholeass PR campaign for him. It's almost laughably transparent. Everytime he said "Feyre darling" made cringe for the first couple time then gag. Everytime he purred I wanted to spray him with a spray bottle.

Rhysand's Inner Circle is absolutely obnoxious and completely fell flat at an attempt to show a close-knit friend group. They act like 20-somethings who peaked as jocks/mean girls in high school, not 500+ year old immortal beings. 

I also did not buy Feyre's friendship with any of them for a second.

Amren could have been fun. Definitely conceptionally interesting. But the execution was absolutely lackluster. Her smug superiority does not feel functionally different from any other character's. I was also actively disappointed when she just turned out to drink blood instead of something actually horrifying.

Mor does not deserve to be called The Morrigan. I actually got angry at that. The Morrigan had fuck all to do with truth. She was a goddess associated with war, battle and death. Mor can be called Morrigan but not The Morrigan.

An even bigger fuck you was Cerridwen the maid though.

Velaris is unsettling. It's basically faerie Ba Sing Se, but if Ba Sing Se wasn't known to the general public. Everytime the book bust a nut about how super amazing and wonderful Velaris is, I could only think "uhh this place is super weird..."

The world itself is almost hilariously black-and-white. I can not name one good aspect of either the Court of Nightmares, Hybern or the Illyrians

If someone is intended to be evil, everything about them will be EVIL EVIL. Even the architecture!

The Mortal Queens don't bow down to Rhysand, the best thing since sliced bread according to SJM, and enthusiastically hand over an ancient powerful magic artifact? Oh, they’re definitely irredeemably evil. Especially the ugly and old ones, the only beautiful one gets to die horribly after she outlived her usefullness for the protagonists.

SPEAKING OFF, during the first description of the Mortal Queens, I could immidiately predict which one of them was going 1) important, 2) nice and then 3) die horribly. It happened exactly as I expected.

This book also started to really lean into the Humans Bad and Fae Good And Beautiful. The book started with Feyre being "an immortal with a mortal heart" and by the end of it, she had happily drunk the fae superiority koolaid.

I also find it funny how the book and Feyre pat themselves on the back for caring so much about ~*~Lesser Fae~*~ and their oppression but the only Lesser Fae who ever get to be major character are the 3 Hot Wing Warrior Men. The only other named Lesser Fae characters... are maids

Also the male characters have some of the worst drip in book history imo. Literally always just one sentence descriptions of black tunics or jackets. Boring.

I still violently and with an intense, burning fury hate SJM's fae and the use of male and female as nouns. And now we have the Invasion of the Australians with "mate" being said at least 20 times every chapter.

Every scene describing “fae” culture using male (noun) and female (noun) was fun to read in a David Attenborough voice though (”The female offers her mate food to show she has accepted the bond” feels like it would be right at home in some fantasy nature documentary)

Sex scenes were... meh.

At the very least, this book is an effective advertisment for couple's counseling and therapy. Someone should really invent that for Prythian. Might prevent a war next time

I need a much longer break if I ever want to actually torture myself with the third book...

#saccha reads acomaf #anti acomaf #anti acotar #anti sjm

[tojiot]

ooh have about the main three with the fake dating trope :D

fake dating the main three

gn!reader, cursing here and there, typos and grammatical errors to be edited, past tense - present tense swerving to be fixed.

note: i was on vacation for 2 days without internet and i have bakugo's done in my notes but my phone died before i can even save it :D this will be kinda long because i went ahead of myself and detailed it exactly how i want. this is not betaed. please do tell me if there's a non they/them pronouns in here. hope you'll enjoy this!

requests are: open!

ㅡ bakugo

i spent the whole day thinking about how he'll agree to fake date. let's just say he's the one in need.

his mom has been bothering him for a long time now. she wants to see katsuki bring home a partner for them to meet.

it's a pain in the ears and he's very TIRED so he decided to just fake date somebody.

the only person he can tolerate in class a aside from kirishima is you. he doesn't care about the other extras.

he'll search for you in the heights' lounge area and ask to talk.

"hey, can we talk?" he grumbles, "uhh, sure? do you want to talk here or somewhere private?" "somewhere private."

when you guys are in a more private area, he'd glare at you for a minute, it'll make you wonder if you did something wrong, before finally speaking.

"date me for a fucking day."

you'll snort at what he said and laugh thinking it was a joke but the annoyed and impatient look on his face says otherwise.

"wait.. are you for real?" "what do you think, shithead?"

bakugo trusts you so much that you have this significant role to play in his life.

you agreed, of course. it's the bakugo katsuki asking for your help. a once in a lifetime chance. (you just like him, stop making things up)

he brings you to the bakugo household the day after and his house is BIG big.

mitsuki, his mom, welcomes you with a big smile and a hug. he then glares at his son, "WHY ARE YOU ONLY BRINGING THIS PRETTY LITTLE CREATURE NOW, YOU BRAT?" "SHUT UP, OLD HAG! BE NICE OR I AIN'T BRINGING THEM HERE NO MORE."

masaru, who's just sitting there at the couch like nothing's happening, gives you a wave.

the dinner was good. his mom's a great cook, his father's a chatterbox. what surprised you the most was how quiet katsuki is. you're not sure why. maybe he's like this at home? quiet, calm, just serene.

"it's not everyday i see a person who can tame my brat of a son. i can see why he likes you, (y/n)." his mom beams at you, "you're pretty, a kind little one too. take care of my son, will ya?"

not knowing what to say, you smiled at her and said what's currently inside your mind, "if he'll let me, i'll take care of him for the rest of my life." you looked down, "but knowing katsuki, he doesn't need anyone to take care of him. he's strong and independent and he knows it. it'll hurt his pride if someone helps him without him asking them to." you smiled to yourself, "i just hope he knows that when he needs me, i'll always be here for him."

mitsuki smiled at you in awe. you have the mother's approval, congrats!

katsuki just stared at you with furrowed eyebrows, masaru pats his back, "good job, son. i'm happy for you."

he then murmured a protest before drinking his water.

time passed by and it's eventually your time to say goodbye to the bakugos.

mitsuki hugs you for the last time and ask you to come have dinner with them again, masaru pats your head and thanks you for being there for his son.

both of you were in a car provided by the school for safety protocols when he spoke, "did you mean it?"

you looked at him, confused, "mean what?" "what you said earlier to my mom, shithead. did you mean it?" "well, yeah. i mean it when i say i'll always be here for you."

he wore this unreadable and unclear expression on his face. he looks mad? confused? no one knows.

"why?" he asked, "why what?" "WHY DO YOU KEEP MAKING ME REPEAT MYSELF. WHY DID YOU SAY IT?" "YOU'RE A FRIEND OF MINE, THAT'S IT."

he chuckled bitterly, "a friend. that's fucking funny. i literally though you also like me for a second."

huh.. what does he mean? also? you laughed nervously, "hey, did i hear you right? thought i heard 'also' there."

"you're fucking dense, aren't you? do you want me to scream it straight at your face? i fucking like you."

you froze. yes, but embarrassment caught up and you covered your reddened face, "WHY ARE YOU SUDDENLY CONFESSING IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT? WHAT DO YOU EXPECT ME TO SAY?"

"I AIN'T EXPECTING YOU TO SAY ANYTHING, SHITHEAD!" "I LIKE YOU TOO!" "SHUT THE FUCK UP I DON'T WANT YOUR PITY OF A CONFESSION." "IT'S NOT A PITY OF A CONFESSION BUT FINE! I DON'T LIKE YOU." "OKAY THEN. I'M BRINGING SOMEONE ELSE NEXT DINNER AND TELL THE OLD HAG WE BROKE UP." "NOOOOOOO!!"

ㅡ todoroki

i was contemplating whether to have him help fake date or have him need help. it's fitting if he's the one in need so i decided just that.

he might seem dense and clueless most of the time but he's the epitome of evilness.

he talks about you all the time that's why fuyumi has taken a liking to you and asked shoto to invite you to dinner with them.

shoto sees this as a chance. he'll take advantage of the situation because he knows you won't say no.

he goes to where you are sitting, "i apologize but my sister, fuyumi, she thinks we're dating. she wants to invite you to dinner at our house later." he said that with a straight face but this mf is smirking on the inside.

"uhhh, okay? sure? but uhm, why would she think we're dating?" "she thinks everyone close to me is dating me. she's like that.. yes. fuyumi likes you the most, i think. that's.. uh, that's why she's inviting you to dinner." (I HC HIM AS A BAD LIAR)

sounds suspicious and weird, but okay? you have a lot of question in mind.

"i would go. but how should i act? why didn't you tell her we aren't dating though?" "i don't want to disappoint my sister. you can act like you're dating me, if it's fine with you. just for a day."

"sure, sure! just tell me where and what time. i'll be there." "no, you can come with me. we'll go there together."

he brings you to the todoroki household after class. their house is soooo pretty. it's a traditional japanese house.

fuyumi was the first one to greet you, with her sparkling eyes and bright smile, she held both your hands gently and said, "i'm so glad you came! i've been wanting to ask shoto to have you come eat with us. thank you for coming!"

natsuo jogged from the back and gave you a cool wave, "hey, (y/n). how was it dealing with shoto?"

you faked sighed, "awful. how did you deal with him for the last 16 years?" "we never did." "oh.... OH NO I'M SORRY!" "HAHAHA. it's fine, i'm just kidding. no biggie."

enji won't be home for the day. he's busy doing number 1 hero works.

the dinner was fun. it was the funniest dinner you have ever had.

shoto's quietness is the exact opposite of natsuo's talkativeness. that man is talkative and funny as fuck. throwing jokes everywhere. it was entertaining.

all shoto did was take care of you. he serves you all the food you point at, gets you water, he even went too close for comfort and wiped a stain just above your lips. it made you blush, yes. you don't know why but it left you lightheaded. (you're in love with him, that's why)

fuyumi.. our beautiful and beloved fuyumi.

she exposed his brother's ass.

"aww. you guys are so cute together. ah! (y/n), do you remember that time when.. uhm, kaminari was it? i forgot his name but do you remember that time where he told you, midoriya, and the girls to wear a maid costume for the festival because your class is having a maid cafe booth? shoto told me you were so pretty that time! he hated how the boys in your class looked at you like you were some sweet treat, isn't that right, shoto?"

"and do you remember when you fought bakugo at the sports festival? where it was a close fight and you gave him a hard time? shoto said you won if the decision was up to him and that you were so cool!"

and she went on and on.

shoto was red as a tomato (or even redder) beside you. he was clutching his pants as if he was asking the floor to just eat him up.

you decided to ask him about this later to not uncover the fake dating plan.

dinner ended after a little talking, fuyumi gave you leftovers to take home which you will not reject because her cooking is divine, and asked you to come again after giving you a big and warm hug.

natsuo gave you a high five and thanked you for coming. he also thanked you for laughing at his jokes. he feels like he's very funny now.

both said goodbye to shoto.

the journey back to the heights was quiet but not awkward. it seems like shoto knew you have a lot in mind.

you spoke when he's about to open the main door. "what was that?" he looked at you with a confused expression, "the one at dinner."

"ah, if it isn't obvious yet after my sister opened her mouth, i like you. i have been for a long time now." he said that with a deadpan expression, "it annoyed me at first, it annoyed me that you're in my mind whenever i try to sleep, you're in my mind everytime i wake up. it annoyed me that i want nothing more than to hold you near me, hold your hands, warm you up with my fire everytime you feel cold, hug you, kiss you." he sighed frustratedly, "i just want to do everything with you... i'm sorry. i'm not good with words."

WELL YOU DID NOT EXPECT HIM TO BE THIS STRAIGHTFORWARD.

but again, this is todoroki shoto.

"..what? shoto... i didn't know you felt that way. why didn't you tell me?" you asked him concernedly, you lifted your hand to hold his face but stopped halfway thinking maybe he doesn't want to be touched.

but then he held your hand and guided it to hold his face, "i didn't actually plan to confess but when people started talking about how good of a hero you'd become in the future and when everyone started saying they all want to date you, that's when i decided it's now or never." he looked at your eyes, "i don't want to lose this chance. that's why i started telling fuyumi stories about you and asking her what to do."

"is that why your sister thought we were dating?" "yes. she knows about how i feel for you. she told me to confess and i told her i did and that it went well. i lied to her. i don't know why."

you coughed, "so, she doesn't really think everyone close to you is dating you?" "yes." "you lied to me?" "yes, i apologize."

"you could have told me you like me too!?" "it's not that easy to confess. plus, i really wanted to know how everything will go. it went well, i'm satisfied. you like me too, right?" "i do, shoto. i like you so much." he smiled at you, that rare fucking smile he knows is pretty, "that's enough for me."

"BUT YOU TOOK ADVANTAGE OF EVERYTHING?" "yes. yes, i did." "WHAT THE HELL'S WRONG WITH YOU!!?" "date me, (y/n)" "OKAY!"

ㅡ midoriya

a lot of guys from the other class have been bothering you. they kept on asking for your number and stuff. one even sent you flowers and a box of chocolates.

you appreciate it if you're being honest. what you don't appreciate is them sticking to you the whole lunch.

you told mina what's happening and she told you that the best shot of getting off those admirers of yours is to date somebody.

you don't wanna to that though. aside from focusing on studies, you have feelings for this certain someone with green messy hair and freckles. you don't want to date someone just to use them and lie to them.

"you know, what if you just get your shit together and confess to midoriya?" "MINA, BE QUIET! SOMEONE MIGHT HEAR YOU!" "confess to midoriya!" she whispired.

"or just ask him to date you until your followers stop following you around?" kaminari interjects, "what, you mean like, fake date him?" "yeah. something like that." "you're really useful sometimes, aren't you?" "shut up, mina."

you've thought about it all night. would izuku think i'm using him? would he reject the idea? would he be mad about it?

after contemplating, you finally went out of your room and walked straight at his door. he opened it with a smile after 3 knocks.

"hey, (y/n)! how can i help you?"

you looked at him nervously. what you were about to ask is a big part to act. "i will get straight to the point. some people from the other classes have been bothering me for a while now. they keep on following me and asking for my number even though i rejected them all the time. i want to ask you if you could date me? IT'S FAKE! OF COURSE. will you please fake date me until they get off me? i, uh, i'm not taking advantage of your kindness. i promise. right?" you said with a shaking voice.

he laughed at your rambling, "no need to be nervous, (y/n)! i would love to do the honors and fake date you! it's like an undercover hero mission. it's so cool! when do we start?"

you smiled at his enthusiasms. izuku is really the kindest person here on earth. you told him what to do, who those people are, etc. your fake dating starts tomorrow.

izuku was waiting outside your door when you opened it, he has his usual beaming smile when you saw him, "hi, (y/n)! ready to start our mission?" he's surely so into this whole thing.

you both walked down the lounge area holding each other's hand. everyone was gaping at the sight except todoroki who remained munching on his sandwich and bakugo who, well, "fucking finally you idiots." he said.

izuku let go of your hand and held both his hands up while shaking his head in a panicky manner, "no, no! we're just fake dating. i'm helping (y/n) get rid of their admirers! they said it was bothering them!"

"okay. but (y/n), why deku?" the motherfucker was smirking at you. todoroki, bless him, caught the panic in your eyes and called bakugo off. "that's enough, bakugo. leave them alone." "tsk! fucking icyhot a fucking killjoy."

most of your admirers stopped following you after they saw you holding hands with izuku. he's been doing a lot for you. he tried to tie your hair at training and brought you water. nothing much happened inside the classroom because everyone knows it's just a show. lots of outsiders believe you're dating izuku. some still bothers you from time to time especially at lunch.

you were sitting with bakugo, todoroki, kirishima, and of course, izuku, when a group of 3 went to your table (they're brave. no one would come bother bakugo's table because everyone's terrified of him.)

"hey, (y/n). can you give me your number now? i just wanted to get to know you better." "(y/n) give me your number! i'll send you lots of chocolates. i promise!" "they're liars but i'm not. i'd take you to your favorite movie this sunday of you'll give me your number?"

you pursed your lips in an annoyed manner, your friends are here and they're embarrassing you. you were about to speak when izuku beats you to it, "please stop bothering (y/n). it's obvious that my partner doesn't want to give you their number."

the group stared at each other with bewildered expressions on their faces, one looked at izuki and asked, "partner? you mean, combat partner or boyfriend? (y/n)'s dating someone?"

izuku wore a prideful expression on his face, "yes, i am their boyfriend and they're dating someone. that's why with all due respect, please leave them alone."

the 3 backed out and apologized. not everyone has the same personality as mineta. the person who seemed like their leader walked forward and bowed, "we're so sorry. we should've stopped when they rejected us the first time. they're just so intriguing that's why we wanted to know more about them. we're really sorry." with that, they left.

you faced izuku and thanked him. it was nice to finally walk and look around without seeing unfamiliar faces follow you. "thank you so much, izuku! you saved me. really."

he smilled at you, "it's nothing! i'd do anything for (y/n)." izuku froze at what he said and started chuckling anxiously, "i.. i didn't mean it like that! hahaha! but if you need anything, i, uhm, i'd always be glad to help." you stared at him and said, "me too, izuku. i'd always be glad to help you! you can come to me everytime you need something." he blushed at what you said.

"FUCKING IDIOTS JUST GET TOGETHER ALREADY! I'M TIRED OF HEARING BOTH YOUR SHIT! CONFESS TO EACH OTHER GODDAMNIT!" "oi bakugo. that's not how to do it." "SHUT UP SHITTY HAIR!" "bakugo, you're too noisy." "YOU HALF AND HALF BASTARD I'M TIRED OF YOU TOO!"

izuku coughed tensely, "(y/n), can i talk to you outside? i just need to tell you something." you nodded, "of course!" you both stood up and left the table of wild animals.

when the two of you got outside, izuku's hands were obviously shaking so without a thought, you held it. "are you okay?" "I AM... i am." "why are you acting like this? did something happen?" you asked worriedly.

"no, everything's fine. i just.. i don't know how it started but i just woke up one day thinking how i'd love you to be mine. i want to walk you to school, i want to tell everyone i'm your boyfriend, i want to kiss you good night. haha, is it to much to ask, (y/n)? i like you a lot." he told you that nervously, the boy was shaking and sweating.

"i can't believe it... izuku, i like you too. oh god, are you serious?" "i am, haha! i didn't know you feel the same. i'm really happy!" "i didn't know you feel the same too! half of our classmates knew that i like you. katsuki's just too noisy. he literally told everyone when you did extra training." "(y/n).. kacchan also knows about my feelings for you! he told todoroki and kirishima. is that why he's so persistent in getting us together?" "i don't know. that's just how he is."

you both were awkward as fuck but izuku asked if you'd like to date for real and you said yes.

when you came back to the table, it was bakugo who spoke first, "are you idiots finally together?" you replied to him with a middle finger which aggravated the blondie, "YOU FUCKER!"

#mha x reader #bnha x reader #mha #bnha #bakugo headcanons #shoto headcanons #midoriya headcanons #boku no hero academia #my hero academia #todoroki headcanons #todoroki shoto #bakugo katsuki #midoriya izuku #bakugo x reader #todoroki x reader #shoto x reader #midoriya x reader #deku x reader #todoroki shouto #bakugou katsuki

[moonofiron]

Shikatema are always going to be my OTP. I think Shikamaru has truckloads of smooth beast™ potential/energy. And, Temari is a raging goddess who will only let Shikamaru tame her.

Set in post-Shippuden and pre-Boruto-verse.

Clearly, I really really dig intimacy, small underrated gestures, and a lot of eye contact during sex and that's kinda what made me write this one.

Anime: Naruto Shippuden

Characters: Nara Shikamaru x Temari

Genre: angst, fluff, flirting, smut, fingering, raw sex, explicit sexual content 🥵

Rating: M

Word Count: 3,013

Synopsis: Temari wants to learn Shogi.

Minors, dni, otherwise 10 years of bad luck.

Temari and Shikamaru had their backs against the wall of the Hokage's compound. They'd just come out of a meeting and Shikamaru wanted to smoke before they went out for lunch.

Who was he kidding. It wasn't so much about itching for a cigarette than it was about calming himself down. When it came to Temari, he could hardly think straight. He wanted to pull her into a kiss every time she said a simple hi. Her lips were hypnotising, like two soft clouds that were finally in his reach. Even the way she moved made his breath falter. The conviction with which she spoke made him want to slide his fingers inside her till she was babbling nonsense, till the only thing she said with that much conviction was his name. The bravery with which she fought made him want to kiss her toes, calves, knees; the devotee in him on full display under her. He wanted to feel the flesh of her hips in his palms. He wanted to feel her breath on his chest. He wanted -

"Ne, Shikamaru, why do you like Shogi so much?"

Shikamaru snapped out of his thoughts and looked at Temari dumbly before answering.

"Uh.. yeah..no, I just enjoy it a lot."

"You're always making reference to Shogi pieces and moves in strategy meetings."

"Hmm." He flicked his cigarette. "Let's go."

"What are you doing after lunch?"

"Nothing, just going to go back home and rest."

"Will you teach me Shogi?"

Shikamaru looked at Temari and sucked in air through his teeth. His mind was back to picturing her on his bed. It was back to undressing her, licking the smooth flesh of her neck, biting her cherry-seed nipples.

"Oi? I'm asking you something, Shikamaru? Where's your mind today?"

"Oh, we can play, sure." Shikamaru had an absolutely unreadable expression on his face. Temari looked at him funny and then pulled out the board game.

"Let's play now."

"Uhh.. you've been carrying this around? Tsk, mendukse."

"Please, I really want to learn how to play."

After a pause, she mumbled, "I think the kids at the orphanage will enjoy the game."

"What orphanage?" Shikamaru frowned.

"Nothing, I spend time with the kids at the orphanage back home. I play with them and teach them basic taijutsu and ninjutsu for self-defence. But, we're quickly running out of things to do. So, I thought Shogi would be a nice addition."

"Hmm. Let's go eat first."

They rounded up to a local teppenyaki. Shikamaru was eerily quiet at lunch. Temari felt uncomfortable but the food was so delicious that she let the discomfort go. She ate up quickly and waited for Shikamaru to finish, eager to learn Shogi. Every now and then she noticed him looking at her intently. She wiped her face frequently, thinking she may have something on her face.

She noticed how meticulously Shikamaru ate. He wrapped his long and lean fingers around the food delicately, almost as if he was making love to each and every bite. Temari felt a warmth spreading in her belly when Shikamaru lightly licked his fore-finger, middle-finger, and thumb once he was done. His thin, moist tongue darted out and his lips made the soft sound of a kiss as he took his fingers out of his mouth. His eyes didn't leave hers.

Temari realised a bit too late, her lips parted and eyes glistening, that he was aware of her gaze following his fingers. He had a lopsided grin plastered on his face and it infuriated Temari. She got up abruptly and excused herself to go the washroom.

Shikamaru wasn't blind to the affect he had on Temari. His lack of action was more about him not being able to figure out his feelings for her. He'd seen the way an apricot-blush rose to her cheeks whenever he did or said anything mildly suggestive.

He'd heard her low gasps and breathy sighs everytime he brushed against her accidentally. The way her body tensed against his sent him into a frenzy. He loved the way she softened around him when they were alone but hardened when they were with others. And honestly, he'd caught her looking at his lips way too many times. He knew she hated the smile he gave her in such moments. She fumed and her ears moved from the stress in her jaw as she clenched her teeth.

When Temari returned, the bill had been paid and Shikamaru was waiting for her outside.

"Let's go and teach you Shogi, hmm?"

"Umm, yeah. Thank you," she beamed. Shikamaru felt as if something had kicked him in his guts when she smiled like that. Oh, to have her smile like that always. To wake up to that smile. To be able to kiss the edges of that smile. To be -

"How far is your home?"

"What?"

"How far is it?"

"It's a quick 15-minute walk, love." Shikamaru knew he had faltered and felt a hammering in the back of his head.

"-What?"

"What?"

"What did you just say?"

"Nothing! I just said it's a 15-minute walk...lovely in this weather."

"Hmm." Temari was too flustered to pay attention to Shikamaru lightly patting his shoulder for the excellent recovery.

They walked in silence till Shikamaru suddenly slowed down his pace. Temari stopped and turned around, already a few steps ahead of him. Her eyes widened. Shikamaru looked absolutely stunning in the soft sunlight. He was running his hands through his loose hair as he held hair-tie between his teeth. When he caught her looking at him, he held his hair in place and looked right back at her.

"Keep walking straight... unless you want to help?" He winked at her and smiled.

Almost as if she'd lost control of her body, Temari found herself holding the other end of his hair-tie between her teeth. Shikamaru's eyes widened and he grabbed her waist, his hair fell around his face like a glorious mane. His mouth pulled back the hair-tie from hers and spat it out. He immediately crashed his lips on hers, his hands dug into her plump waist as he kissed her hard. Temari, eager and equally enthusiastic, licked and bit his lower lip, making him groan softly. He shuddered as he felt her hands running through his hair and then as suddenly as Temari had caught his hair-tie between her teeth, she let go of him.

She covered her face with her hands as she came to her senses.

"Shikamaru, sorry, I'm so sorry. I'm so so so sorry. I didn't mean..."

"Hey...hey hey... it's alright, hey, look at me." He held her shoulders.

"I'm so embarrassed, I'm really really sorry."

Shikamaru moved closer but she flinched away.

He sighed heavily.

"Temari, stay still. And, move your hands away from your face."

When she didn't budge, Shikamaru spoke in a whisper.

"Please."

When she did, Shikamaru held her face in his hands and gently kissed her lips.

"It's okay. I'd do it again," he murmured against her chin and he sweetly pecked her lips. "And again." He briefly sucked on her lower lip. "And, again."

Temari's heart beat loudly against the quiet of the evening. He moved back, held her hand, and slowly started walking back to his house. A small smile played on his lips the entire time. His grip on her hand was hard and Temari felt as if a million baby sparrows had taken flight inside of her.

When they reached his place, Shikamaru didn't waste a single second. He closed the door, put the shogi board on the shelf, and pushed Temari against the door all in one move. He pressed his body against hers and kissed her deeply, hungrily.

Temari's shallow moans came alive as she felt his hands running all over her body. He had already undone her kimono and unhooked her bra. He'd thrown it somewhere behind him, almost as if he were angry at it. She felt the waistband of her panties dig into the right side of her waist as he pulled the other side, tearing them off. They snapped right off in his grip and she was stark naked in a matter of seconds. She gasped at the slight pain and at his urgency. She panted and struggled to speak, too aware of everywhere his hands touched her.

"Shika...Shikamaru...but, the...shogi.. please."

"Fuck shogi," Shikamaru growled in her ear as he felt her hands deftly removing his pants. He rubbed her slightly moist and throbbing clit. He pushed two of his fingers inside of her to pull out the slick he wanted to smear all over her pussy and his cock. She whimpered softly and bit his neck, bruises quickly blooming on his pale skin.

He fingered her relentlessly and when he felt her clenching around his fingers, he pulled his hand back. The loss of his palm's warmth made her shudder. He removed his jacket and t-shirt. His warm cock rubbed against her as he hitched her up on his arms and she wrapped her legs around his slender waist. He dug his hands in her ass and she wrapped her arms around his neck.

"Fuck."

Shikamaru breathed hard and he thrust into Temari in one quick motion, eliciting an obscenely loud moan from her.

She threw her head back and hit it hard on the door. "Ouch," she giggled.

"Shit, are you alright, Temari?" a pained expression crossed his face.

"Hmm," she couldn't stop giggling.

He was still throbbing inside her and she was still giggling, making Shikamaru's heart flutter. He kissed her lips again. He giggled with her, against her mouth, until their child-like giggles morphed into moans and pants as Shikamaru fucked Temari in a steady pace. Her tensed and tight body started loosening up slowly and then all at once as she gushed around him silently. He pulled his face back from the crook of her neck without breaking his stride too look at her in her most vulnerable moments. She looked gorgeous than ever before, and Shikamaru felt his balls tighten at the way Temari's lips repeated his name in a whisper and in quick successions, like a chant.

"Fuck Temari, you're... making... me.. lose it," Shikamaru grunted in between thrusts. That earned him a sweet coo from Temari; it made him want to go faster and harder but his hands pained. He carried her inside to his room, and sat on the edge of his bed.

Still impaled on his cock, Temari saw Shikamaru's face in the dim light. He looked like a hungry beast, his hair a lovely mess and stuck to his neck and his face. His forehead glinted with a thin layer of sweat and his lips were parted as he inhaled her. His cheeks were decorated with a rose hue she'd never seen on him before. Temari took a strand of his hair stuck to his lip and tucked it behind his ear. Her fingers lightly circled his nipples, making the hair on his arms and neck stand.

He looked so stunning that she felt herself shrinking in front of him. Before she could turn her face away from his gaze, Shikamaru started moving inside her with such gentle and slow strokes that she felt another wave of an orgasm building steadily.

"You're so gorgeous on me, Temari." She blushed at the soft but obscene remark.

"Still shy, are we?" Shikamaru smirked as moved inside her. He didn't let her eyes go as he licked her nipples and then softly bit them. When he pulled his face back to kiss her lips, Temari's face changed to an expression that he couldn't decipher. She looked forlorn.

He cocked his head at her in confusion.

"Please..." Temari mumbled.

"Please what, babe?"

"Please, don't stop."

"Oh, you like that, huhn?" he spoke against her breasts. His lips on her soft and plump flesh made her arch her back and thrust her breasts into his face.

"Sugoi kirei, Temari," he whispered, making her nipples harden against his tongue again. She could feel him smiling against her flesh and her face felt hot. She clenched around his cock.

"Are you going to cum around me again, baby?" he mumbled against her breasts, as if his voice dictated their rise and dip.

She noticed Shikamaru was warming up with his usage of endearments, too. To hear him address her like this was unbearable. It sounded so sweet and so intimate, she felt like his voice would tear her apart.

She moved her hips with him, matching his rhythm.

"Such a good girl, moving on me like that, hmm?" he asked her tenderly.

At this, she gasped and breathed out in a rush, "Shikamaru I'm cumming."

"Yeah, love?" he increased his pace as she pressed her thighs around him.

He felt her loosening up and felt her cum coating his inner thighs. He never ceased to move in and out of her as she spasmed around him. She buried her face in his neck and grunted his name in his ear as she came around him.

His balls, now moist with sweat and her cum, slightly tightened against her ass. He felt himself losing control and he quickly pulled out and laid Temari on her back.

Shikamaru stroked his cock lightly as he eyed Temari spread out on the bed. He couldn't help himself and he dove right in. He kissed her face and neck. He nibbled at her slender shoulders and plump breasts. He licked her tight waist and bit the baby-flesh around her navel. His calloused hands never left her body and Temari's hands never left his hair. He kissed her thighs and calves and knees till he was sure he hadn't missed a single spot on her.

When Temari pulled his face close to hers to take him in a kiss, he propped himself on his elbow, spooning her.

"Let me look at you." He turned her face towards his and hitched her leg on his arm. He slowly started entering her, stretching her out and letting her ease around him, too. When Temari closed her eyes, he stopped, making her frown and gasp. Her eyes flew open.

"Look at me, Temari."

Temari swallowed as she looked deep into Shikamaru's eyes. She felt his cock moving all the way inside her and the burning intensity with which he looked at her made her buck. She held his eyes, too.

"This is unbearable. Please," she whispered.

Shikamaru was now moving inside her with hard thrusts, punctuated by their conversation. They were both whispering raspily to each other.

"What's unbearable?"

"The way you're making me look at you."

"Why?"

"I don't know, it's too much."

"Don't you dare look away, Temari."

Temari bit her lip and nodded.

"You'll look at me, and only me, when I fuck you."

"Hai."

"You'll look at me when I make love to you."

"Hmm."

"You'll look at me when you cum around me."

"Hai."

"You'll look at me when I fill you up."

Her eyes widened and she involuntarily arched her back.

"Ha...hai," she said

Shikamaru bit his lip and smiled at her as he increased his pace.

He held her jaw with the same hand Temari's leg was hitched on, spreading her legs as much as possible. She felt full and stretched and Shikamaru couldn't take how tight she felt.

Her green eyes, slightly teared up because of the pleasure she felt as he fucked her, started rolling back. The moment that happened, he hardened his grip on her jaw and increased his pace. He wanted her to gush around him. He wanted her to make a mess of his clean sheets. He wanted her to coat his cock with her orgasm. When she opened her mouth to make up for not being able to throw her head or roll her eyes back, Shikamaru let her suck and bite on his fingers until she came. Her orgasm stayed with her like a thunderstorm that refuses to leave in time. She bucked against Shikamaru violently as he held her down, fucking her in small and quick thrusts, observing her every move and reaction to him overstimulating her. It was getting unbearable for him to control himself, too. He couldn't believe how goddess-like she looked in her most private moments. God, he could get used to a sight like that.

"Gaman dekinai, Temari," he spoke hoarsely and started to pull out only to feel Temari's hand on his wrist. The intense focus that painted his face morphed into mild confusion. Temari clenched around his twitching and strained cock.

"Let me look at you when you fill me up."

"Fuck, you're going to be the death of me, baby."

He thrust back inside her and pulled her hair hard. He started fucking her again. He frowned in focus but his eyes were soft as they looked into Temari's. A drop of sweat made its way from the tip of his nose to her cheek. The loud slaps of his balls against her clit drowned out everything else for both of them. It only took him a few thrusts before he came inside her, bucking wildly but maintaining his gaze with hers nonethless. The way he groaned, the way his eyebrows moved, the way his earrings shivered with him, everything about him as he filled her up made Temari's heart take flight to her mouth. He collapsed beside her and she felt the soreness in her thighs rising up slowly. His short breaths against her back were ticklish and when she laughed, he joined her.

She tackled and rolled above him the moment he calmed down. As his limp and spent cock rested against her ass, she traced his face with a finger.

"Come here." He made her lie down on him so her face was buried in his neck.

"So, the first thing about Shogi is that it's played on a 9x9 board, that is, 81 squares," he spoke with a smile in his voice while tracing mindless circles on Temari's back.

#shikatema #shikatema smut #shikamaru x temari #naruto shippuden #fanfiction #fanfica #shikamaru nara #temari #shogi

[spongebob-connoisseur]

almost every cartoon youtube channel use to always rubs me the wrong way usually the way they review "modern" spongebob was going to cause the apocalypse and then rob you and then when hillenburg returned people started warming up and being a bit nicer to spunch bop but i really wonder is that they simply picked up spongebob again because of hillenburg and actually saw more modern spongebob episodes instead of cherrypicking the weaker eps hmm

in general about cartoon youtubers usually these days i feel like the early 2010s and some mid 2010s a lot of cartoon reviewers were a lot more negative for some reason but i am glad a lot more seem to have cool down and actually be a bit more positive and give real reviews and criticismm and i like the review more when they say things like "i personally didn't enjoy this but if you did i am glad you liked it!' instead of saying "this is bad because it's bad and the crew for these are horrible people and whoever actually likes these is cringe and that is fact"

You're very right! I've got more to add on this. I remember watching a lot of cartoon reviewers when I was younger. I stopped watching spongebob some time around 2011 because I just wasn't a fan of the episodes. So years later when these cartoon reviewers started popping up swearing they have an explaination as to why spongebob isn't good anymore, I believed it. I was a kid but still. There's a lot of holes in their arguments. They'd put out video after video of the same thing. Spongebob isn't good anymore because the creator left and the people working on the show now is bad. Only like the first 3 seasons otherwise you're a stupid kid.

That's dumb. Hillenburg didn't completely leave the show. He still had some work on the show. Reviewing episode plots and scripts. There's a lot of good moments post season 3. Some people straight up think some moments from post movie episodes are classic episodes and I've caught this often. The newer episodes have a lot of qualities older folks would enjoy. It isn't going to be exactly the same as the classics in tone and its understandable if you're not a fan but gosh these people have no respect.

In the early 2010s I feel like it was clickbait. It was something that can easily to get a microphone and talk about how modern spongebob is ruining the world to get a lot of likes. It appeals to the largest demographic and so why not? Its funny because most of the time they meant 6-8 and even those seasons aren't that bad. They have some weaker episodes for sure and that can be for a multitude of reasons not just "new writers bad". Even I'm wrong since I shat on those seasons before, only to find out recently from some rewatches. They aren't that bad. I mean when there's a bad episode like yeah its not great. But I think my main issue was I just didn't like the tone of the newer episodes. It was purely subjective and I couldn't see that for so long. It makes me laugh how blind I was. They're so creative too and do so much but I couldn't find myself liking them because I didn't like the chubby cheeks design on spongebob, I didn't like how slow some episodes are. Blah blah subjective stuff. And I couldn't see outside my bias. The Hot Shot is a genuinely good episode from season 8, Spongebob's Last Stand is one of my favorite SB episodes of all time, The Sponge Model is so weird, I can't help but laugh.

I'm getting off topic but I really wish it was as easy to say that they're changing now. I mean YouTube cartoon reviewers, the ones who especially shat on spongebob during the early 2010s started to turn around and enjoy the show post movie. I largely assumed it was tone change in the episodes. They started to become more spunky and goofy. Maybe that just appealed to them more. A new feel made them have a bit of change of heart. Especially watching season 9a and season 9b there's a big difference in feel.

But also like you said, they were probably only open to change because Hillenburg was now said to work on the show. Which he's always have been. Just now he's more involved than before. But since his passing, err some people have been pretty rude. I know even before people sent hate messages to the crew on spongebob. Largely fueled by those irresponsible youtube cartoon reviewers who acted like modern spongebob was the root of all evil. But now a days I feel like its too common. Probably because of all the misinformation around kamp koral, Hillenburg's passing, and also some people's dislike with the expressiveness post season 10. It's been fueling a lot of hate.

I get people not liking the expressiveness. Its not for everyone. But gosh it really isn't as bad as people make it out to be. And I hate keep running into the amount of hate people flooded the crew with. I hate even more whrn the movie came out, people acted like it was ruining the integrity of spongebob even though Hillenburg worked on it and pitched what is the main plot of the movie. And actually getting in arguments because people think I was a "movie defender" for stating the facts. They all acted shocked when they found out Hillenburg approved of the movie and Kamp Koral when Vincent Waller officially came out and said it. But for a long time, the facts were there and readily available. I admit I was wrong before since I also fell for the misinformation but even after a while, I just didn't want to fuel the hate because it drove people to do crazy shit.

Its also interesting seeing people's biases. I remember seeing a review where someone was review of sponge out of water and the person's review is essentially "I think its bad and if you like it then you should feel bad about it" someone needs to knock their ego down a bit. They were right earlier in their video that they didn't like it and didn't need to explain to people why they didn't like it. And that's right and I wish more of the internet would accept they don't need an elaborate reason to dislike something. But gosh that was a bad take.

And its funnier when the 3rd movie came out, they made a video acting like the film was hell on earth and remarked that the 2nd movie at least has some qualities and is enjoyable. Like before they weren't telling people they should feel bad for enjoying the 2nd movie.

Or how seasons 4-8 was considered modern spongebob. People shat all over it. Then when seasons 9-12 came out. They act like 4-8 is apart of the classics. Like season 8 is the last good season. It kinda feels like a joke. Or maybe they finally got over their blind hatred for those seasons and now found something new to hate because they can't let go that the classics era is long gone. I remember watching a review where some guy was just acting like seasons 9-12 is hell and was like "look how they massacred my boi" mans really was just drawn with an interesting facial expression. Calm down. And then he later admitted he never watched the modern seasons because he doesn't have the strength. He was just going off a random clip.

It gets frustrating. Tumblr here is very tame but on twitter or wherever else, some people really don't know how to behave and do research for themselves. They act like Hillenburg is some kind of god who will save the show and while shitting on the exact episodes he worked on. His name is literally in the credits before each episode.

They're like "oh I would fire all the current writers and hire the ones who worked on the classic episodes" the ones who worked on the classic episodes are working on the show now. What are you going to do? Fire them and hire them back on??

This turned into a long rant but uhh I just had a lot to share. It just gets on my nerves since the patrick show coming up adds more hate to deal with. I haven't the energy. If you have a problem with Nickelodeon's corporate decisions then deal with the executives themselves ya kno? But it wouldn't matter because people are really biased. Especially with the lasting effects of those early 2010s cartoon reviewers.

#spongebob #spongebob squarepants #sb #spongebon squarepants #the spongebob connoisseur #spongebob meme #Ask

[the-mirror-witch]

Hold My Hand

It was the quiet evening hours in the Mostro Lounge, much calmer now than it had been a few hours prior. Even back home, You knew that restaurants tended to get busy at certain times in the day when everyone and their mother decided to get something to eat. But rush hours in the Mostro Lounge were a whole different monster entirely. Unfortunately for You, You happened to witness this orchestra of madness. No wonder the Mostro Lounge was in constant need of more staff. Perhaps You should ask Azul for a job there. After all, the “allowance” the self-proclaimed kind Crowley gave You was hardly enough to keep you fed, especially given your little hellcat’s insistence that you buy him tuna cans.

Sighing, You gazed at the aquarium that decorated the Mostro Lounge, which you were happily sitting right next too. It reminded You of when you were a child and your parents would take you to the local aquarium. It never ceased to amaze You, and that same child-like wonder didn’t fail You now. There was also the bonus of seeing sea-creatures you were pretty sure didn’t exist in your world. Oh, that fish had three eyes! That’s so cool!

“I see you’ve taken an interest in the aquarium.”

You were broken out of your giddiness by none other than the dorm leader himself, Azul. You smiled warmly.

“Oh, hello Azul.”

He chuckled, “Hello, (Y/N). Fancy seeing you here again so soon.”

You squirmed, “Well...you did say I was welcome here anytime, right?”

Azul blinked, “...I did, didn’t I?” He smirked, “And I suppose it had nothing to do with the free meal I offered, did it?”

You groaned, “Busted. My hellcat keeps eating his way through my funds.”

He sighed, “And here I thought you wanted to visit me and the twins again. Oh well-”

You waved your hands frantically, “No, no! I didn’t mean it like that! Of course, I wanted to see you guys again. And I already said hi to the twins! Well, I said hi to Jade. Floyd just squeezed me to death and I’m pretty sure I have a bruised rib now-”

Azul lifted a hand to his mouth to cover his chuckle. He didn’t know it was possible to say so much in a single breath.

“I’m only teasing you, (Y/N),” He clarified.

You paused, letting your embarrassment sink in. Crap, now you looked like a babbling idiot. “...Oh, right. I knew that haha…”

Azul motioned to the seat across from you, “Do you mind if I join you?”

Double crap. “No, not at all.”

So, he sat down and just….said nothing. You hoped he wasn’t waiting on you to speak first, because you were pretty sure you’d just end up saying something stupid.

Hey, the Mostro Lounge looks much nicer since the last time I saw it. You know, because you destroyed everything in your Overblot.

Yeah, no. Not saying that. Well, it was time to do what you did best! Frantically avoid eye-contact and pretend to be preoccupied with something else. Back to staring at the aquarium it was. Oh hey, that fish kinda looked like one of those sideshow attractions where the monkey was shown onto a fish body. Isn’t that weird? Ha, ha, ha, oh dear this was awkward.

Azul watched as you grew increasingly flustered. For the life of him, he couldn’t seem to figure you out. You were a strange enigma, lost in a world not your own. You had no magic, yet the way others flocked to you for scraps of your affection made it seem as if you did. What was worse was that you never asked for anything in return for your troubles, not anything of true consequence anyway.

After his Overblot, when you visited him in the infirmary, he offered you any reward you wanted for helping him through his despair, free of charge. However, you merely shook your head as if he had said something funny and replied, “Just get better fast and we’ll call it even, ‘kay?”

You were so befuddling that it was nigh infuriating but in the most delightful way.

“You really do enjoy the aquarium, don’t you?” He said, saving you from your internal conflict.

You blinked, then smiled, “Yeah! It’s really cool getting to see all of the sea creatures. I didn’t live anywhere near the ocean when I was a kid, so aquariums were my only way to see them.”

Azul frowned, “You didn’t have pictures in your world?”

You laughed stiffly, “Ah, no, we did. But knowing something exists and seeing a photo of it is very different than actually experiencing it in real life, you know?”

Well...Azul supposed he could relate to that. As a young octopus, he hadn’t expected to see things above ground like falling snow or endless deserts or genuine kindness. He read about them and knew what they were like in theory, but never truly experienced them. Not until NRC. Not until you.

“I suppose that makes sense. Going to the Coral Sea must have been an experience for you then.”

He marveled at the way your eyes lit up.

“Oh, you have no idea! I mean, I was breathing! Underwater! How cool is that?”

Of course, it would have been nice if your friends hadn’t been suffering under Azul’s contract. It also would have been nice if the Leech twins hadn’t been chasing you, which was scary as hell. But hey, at least your last visit to the museum to return Azul’s class photo had been calm. Azul had been a great tour guide, keeping you hooked on every word he said. Guess that was thanks to his suave businessman/mafia boss persona.

Meanwhile, Azul was amused by your reaction. To be so fascinated by such a simple potion with a child-like wonder. If he had known how truly foreign everything about this world was to you before his Overblot, he might have tried to coax you into signing a contract. However, he was trying to do better now, with fairer contracts. Yet another change you elicited.

Azul allowed you to ramble on without interruption, enjoying your refreshing view on his world. Suddenly, you cut yourself off with a blush.

“Ah, I started rambling again, didn’t I?” You laughed nervously, scratching the back of your neck. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to bore you.”

“On the contrary, I enjoyed hearing you speak.”

You coughed at that. Okay, yeah...that was something. Oh geez, you were blushing now, weren’t you? Get it together, (Y/N)!

“I’m pleased to see the Lounge is doing well,” You said.

“Really?” Azul frowned.

“I mean, yeah? Why wouldn’t I be?”

“As I recall it, you once referred to my business as a “shady underground slave arena”.”

Shoot! He remembered that? In your defense, he did force your friends to work against their will, took your home as collateral, and was being a general pain in your ass.

“...Well, things are different now, right? We’re friends now.”

Azul blinked, blue eyes wide. “Really? We’re friends?”

You paused, “Yeah, I mean, I thought we were. Aren’t we?”

Azul considered this for a moment. Then he smiled, “Yes, we are friends.”

You beamed at that, and Azul swore he felt his heart melt at the brightness of your smile. Did you have this effect on everyone, or just him?

“Though, are you sure you wish to be friends with me?” Azul’s glasses glinted as he leaned forward, hands folded over the table. “I am a shady businessman after all. Hardly friendship material.”

You scoffed at that.

“Excuse you, mister, I will not have someone talk about my friend that way,” You reached across the table to grab his hand, much to his surprise. Your eyes were nothing but sincere as you said, “I told you before that I liked you for who you are. You may not see your positive traits, but I do and I admire you for them. What’s more, you are trying to do better. You’re putting in a real effort here, and that isn’t something to be belittled. Change is tough, and it isn’t something others can do for you. But, if you’d like,” you squeezed his hand, “I can be there to hold your hand every step of the way.”

Azul stared at you, stunned speechless for once. How was it that you continued to surprise him like this? Perhaps you weren’t as magicless as everyone thought. There was certainly something special about you, about the way you tamed wild hearts. It was no wonder his fellow dorm leaders were willing to do so much for you. It would always be worth it for a scrap of your attention. All because you had the unique magic of being able to listen to others, understand their problems, and support them in any way you could. You may not be able to solve everyone’s problems for them, but you made sure that they wouldn’t be alone.

He wondered how you would react if you knew that he desired more than just your friendship.

Meanwhile, you slowly came to the realization that Azul had probably been teasing you, and you responded by giving him a motivational speech. Oh, geez.

Your face flushed bright red as you stammered, “Ah...that is...what I mean is...uhh…”

You tried to pull your hands back, but Azul grabbed them instead. His eyes never looking away from yours, Azul lifted your hand to his lips. If possible, you blushed even harder.

“I would love nothing more,” He said, and there was something simmering in his eyes that left you speechless. “Please, continue to hold my hand.”

When he looked at you like that, what else could you do but smile and say, “Of course.”

#twisted wonderland #twst #azul ashengrotto #reader #azul ashengrotto x reader #bear with me I've never written anything like this before #Me? love azul? #whatever gave you that idea? #g/n reader

[broken-clover]

AU-gust Day 12- Modern

Here comes a joker! I really did like the idea of a crime au, but I just couldn’t come up with anything. So here’s something I’ve been wanting to make for a while, kinda inspired by an ask I got from Rex way back when. I just liked the idea of Axl being Bedman’s adopted dad, I thought it was neat!

Also apologies in advance for me using my name headcanons again, it’s just so difficult to work with a character whose name is ‘Bedman.’ Seriously, does he have a less bizarre name in canon? Who the fuck would name their kids ‘Delilah’ and ‘Bedman?’ Guess we know who the favorite was...

“I don’t like you.”

Axl wasn’t sure what he’d expected when he first signed up for the local foster program. Well, he sorta did. Ideally, he’d expected to be tasked with taking care of a child, with whatever bizarreness it would entail. He knew he wasn’t exactly what a lot of people would consider ‘prime material’ for a foster parent- he was an unmarried twentysomething with no clear direction on where he wanted to go with his life, but he was financially stable, passed all the agency’s legal checks and drug screenings, and attended every mandatory pre-service class alongside a small crew of other aspiring parents. Despite his best efforts, he always got the impression that the agency took issue with him being there. Still, Axl did everything he was told, waited patiently, and chatted with his assigned caseworker until they had found a match for him to try out.

Matthew had come with a ratty purple backpack, a seemingly-permanent scowl, and a laundry list of behavior problems tacked onto his case file. Axl wasn’t his first foster parent, he’d already gone through nearly a dozen, all of which had sent him back. The reasons varied, from destroyed appliances to constant verbal fighting. And he made it clear right from the get-go that he despised his new foster home just as much from the first words he uttered.

“I don’t like you. Send me back.”

It seemed nobody really knew where the origin of his ire was. Being pushed back and forth through the foster system again and again for years seemed like a perfectly good reason to be cross, at least in Axl’s opinion, but the way the orphanage and his agent had spoken about it made it sound like Matthew was born with a scowl on his face and just didn’t know how to take it off. They seemed surprised by the concept that he was even being placed in another foster home. The repeated failures and inability to get along with anyone seemed to indicate that he was doomed to take the slow path, waiting a few more years until he turned 18 and aged out of the system on his own.

In spite of their initial rough meeting, Axl did his best to welcome him warmly. He’d set up and painted a room ahead of time for his new family member to live in, acquired all the legal documents he needed for everything from school enrollment to medical files, and stored up a plethora of dad jokes that he could use as he needed. Matthew was unimpressed with all of them.

“I hate this place. When are you sending me back?”

For all the snarky comments and indifference he could manage, Axl didn’t budge. He was patient. He would keep trying.

Though he only knew so much about him from his case file (Matthew despised small talk, and Axl didn’t drag him into it), he’d done his best to support the interests he saw. He bought the science books he noticed the boy staring at in the shop windows, and trying to pick out new cartridges for the game system he barely let out of his sight. He seemed like the intellectual type, reading college-level books on social sciences and linguistics, and he preferred strategy games over any other kind. Axl wasn’t much of a bookworm himself, maybe that’s what made it so difficult for them to connect. But even if he couldn’t match him on an intellectual level, maybe he could still do so on a more personal one.

So he stayed patient.

“Why are you being so stubborn…?”

Axl could tell he was at least getting somewhere. They didn’t exactly have casual time together, not really, but he wasn’t immediately shooed away. Matthew could play his games, or read a book, and Axl could sit on the other side of the room. Every time, he inched closer and closer, until the only option left was for them to sit on the same couch.

“Heya, Mattie, mind if I sit down for a sec?"

It had been a quiet evening, not especially remarkable in any way. Just another day of work and school for the both of them, and free time afterward to unwind.

His son glanced up at him, but only for the briefest of moments. “You have more than one chair.”

“Yeah, but I just wanted to sit with you today. Is that okay?”

“...Fine. But don’t touch me.”

Axl sat himself down on the other side of the sofa. “So...how was school?”

“Don’t want to talk about it.”

The sheer speed of his response threw him off-guard. “Well, okay. Um, did I already tell you that I like the neat thing you’ve got going on with your hair?” He pointed towards the boy’s messily-dyed purple locks.

“Eight times. Nine now.”

“You do it yourself?”

“In my last house’s bathtub.”

“Must’ve been a right mess! But it looks like it turned out good?”

“It was. My foster mom was mad about the mess I made. So she wound up screaming at me over it. And I screamed back. And before I knew it, she sent me back. It’s on my case file, I thought you said you read it.”

Axl felt his tongue stick to the roof of his mouth. Well, open mouth, insert foot. He had read it, multiple times, but all it had listed was ‘confrontational issues and repeated arguments.’ He’d wondered exactly what that had meant, but actually figuring it out made him feel the exact opposite of satisfied.

“...Oh. Sounds like a right bitch.”

“She was. Can you stop asking questions now? I’m bored of them.”

He complied, though the ensuing silence only made everything feel more uncomfortable. He just didn’t get why some people screamed at their kids, mistakes just happened sometimes. Children were still learning how things worked, it seemed natural sometimes it would end in a mess.

“Hey.”

“I don’t wanna talk.”

“And I’m not gonna make you.” Axl stayed where he was. “Is it okay if I talk, though? You don’t have to say anything back.”

No response. But he didn’t get up and leave, like he had done in the past, so Axl took it as a cue to keep going. “I know you’re probably not gonna like me right away. And that’s ok. I’m still a total stranger, and you’re just expected to trust me to look after you. And I’ve seen all your paperwork, but that doesn’t mean I know anything about you as a person. We’re still strangers, the two of us.”

He paused. Matthew looked unfazed. “So I get it. I really do. I’m…” Axl tried to think of what he wanted to say. “I...

I’m not sending you back.”

Still no response. But Axl noticed the way his hands locked, and the little startled double-blink that came with it.

“If we’ve got issues, we can work ‘em out. I know you’ve been through a lot, so it’s ok if you have a rough time at first. And I’m not gonna throw you out as soon as you have a hard time. I totally get it. You’re not a bloody dog, I’m not gonna pretend like I can tame you with treats until you do whatever I tell you. There’s just some stuff we aren’t ever going to see eye-to-eye on. But no matter what, you’re my kid now, and you’re not going anywhere unless that’s what you really want.”

Slowly, uncertainly, he watched Matthew close his game and let it rest in his lap. He didn’t look up. “I want to be a good parent. I know I’m new at this, too, so I might fuck up a couple of times. I just want you to know that I’m ready to be your dad, and that means loving you no matter what.”

After another quiet, uncomfortable moment, a small voice piped up. “I’m not good at jokes, but yours aren’t funny.”

“It’s not a joke.” Axl replied. “I mean it.”

“It’s not funny!” It sounded more forceful the second time. His voice grew brittle. “You should send me back. Why won’t you send me back?”

“Why would I do that? You’re all set up in your room, and moving is a pain.” Axl tried to throw in a little friendly chuckle, but it didn't hide the unease in his voice. "Why would you think I would want to get rid of you?"

“I- I’m not-” His tone finally snapped, and his shoulders began to tremble. “I’m no good.”

He found himself hesitating for a moment, but Axl scooted closer, wrapping arms around his shoulders and giving his son a tight squeeze. “Nobody’s perfect. And I wouldn’t want you to be, anyway. I just want you to be you. Whatever that means.”

The two of them simply sat there for a while. This certainly hadn’t been in any of the advice books he’d read, but this was something Axl didn’t mind doing on his own. He just hoped he had expressed what he needed to.

He didn’t even think of letting go until he felt squirming against him. Matthew immediately picked up his game again and flipped it open. No acknowledgement at all. But...no, that was fine. He said he would accept him no matter what he was. If he didn’t like to talk about his feelings, then he didn’t need to force it.

“...help me with this turn.”

“Huh?” Curious, Axl shuffled closer to get a better look at his screen. “Wait, is this the one I got you?”

The boy nodded. “The mechanics are simplistic and the strategy elements are child’s play, but...I’ve had a lot of fun with it.” He tapped at something on his screen. “Alright. So right now my troops are stationed outside the dragon king’s fortress. How should they be organized when we open our assault?”

Well, he wasn’t much of a strategist, but he had no trouble giving it a go, anyway. “Uhh, definitely want to have some long-range stuff, right? So you can hit from a distance. Got anything for that?”

Another nod. “There’s a whole subclass for that, let me show you. There’s archers, a trebuchet, long-distance casters, and demolitionists. Each of them have a different set of stats and energy cost.”

“Why don’t you explain them to me a little more?”

“Sure. Archers have the best cost-to-efficiency ratio, but their projectiles are still on the weaker side. But if you take the trebuchet…”

It was a starting step, he realized, only a small one. But it was still something.

#AU-gust #writing #guilty gear #Axl Low #Bedman

[foxgloveinspace]

YouTubers AU Part One

Also On Ao3

Ed didn't want to be YouTube famous across three channels, but here he is. In a crappy little apartment, with great sound proofing, an amazing view and access to the roof from his bedroom window.

Yeah, that was the good parts.

The bad parts where Al yelling at him cause he killed the cat in their current Minecraft Hard Mode playthrough. They where on their second one, after the first was a whopping 7 episodes long, and honestly, he didn't mean to.

He really didn't mean to bring his wolf in their house, and then have said wolf kill the cat when he went to eat and then accidentally hit the cat. That Al had spent about half an hour trying, and some how succeeding, to herd into their house without fish, cause 'I don't have a fish right now brother, and if I go to get one, she will be gone before I get back!' While Al was currently going to get the fish to tame it.

So yeah, this playthrough has ended with Ed dead, cause Al killed him and Al getting sad that Ed was dead even though "You deserve this Brother!" and then Al dying because of creepers, which "This wouldn't be a problem is you hadn't killed my cat!"

Again.

Well, not exactly, but it's very similar to how the first one went, which is very weird!

At least they made more progress this time, making it to a total of 9 episodes. And also filling their quota of Minecraft for three months. All in one recording session!

But that was earlier today. At the moment he was trying to find all the ingredients to try and make Al's favorite dinner, to appease him of said earlier cat incident.

"Al, we're out of... well everything!"

Maybe he would get away with making it this weekend, when it wasn't almost nine at night, and all he wanted to do was put a frozen pizza in the oven.

Instead he heard the jingle of keys from the kitchen door way. Turning he saw Al, already in his shoes, tucking his wallet into his back pocket.

Ed groaned.

"Fuck, ok."

Al smiled big.

"I love you"

Ed rolled his eyes.

"Yeah, yeah, you better. Love you too."

----

They heard the baby crying way before they got to the isle the baby was in. Al making a little grimace at him when they first heard it. They both love kids a lot, and hearing any baby cry makes them want to find the baby and cheer it up.

They have gotten good at ignoring that instinct since they reached their late teens, and now that they are adults it's very easy to ignore.

But then they are down the same isle as the crying baby, and her (if the flower headband and frilly dress are anything to go by, you never know these days, and honestly does it fucking matter?) almost equally in tears father. He's holder her on his shoulder and trying to bounce her while hes looking at the frozen empty ravioli. Which is right where they need to be.

The dad kinda looks familiar, if Ed stops to think about it, maybe they shop at the same time a lot? But he doesn't stop to think about, just hands the basket with their other groceries in it to Al, and gets to work. Smiling, puffing up his cheeks and then pressing on them while crossing his eyes, sticking out his tongue, and then playing peak-a-boo by hiding behind Al and speaking up over his shoulders (the only time he will admit being shorter than Al is a good thing).

Slowly the baby stops crying, and then starts smiling, and then she starts giggling like crazy!

That's when her dad turns around with his pick of frozen ravioli and stops short as he sees two young men, one of which pops up from behind the other.

" Uh. Hello there?"

Oh! Ed did know him! But he didn't. He was one Al and his' current favorite YouTube channel.

"Hello! Please don't mind my brother."

Hughes (that's his name, fuck isn't that weird, they know his name but he might not know theirs) just laughs.

"That's fine, I think he got Elicia to calm down, so thank you"

Ed smiled big at him

"No problem! Happy to help."

Hughes just smiles at them.

Ed takes the basket back from Al while Hughes put the now calm baby (Elicia), into the buggy, he also hands her a set of baby keys, which she happily shakes and then starts chewing on.

"Ah, I know this might be sudden, but we really like your dnd channel."

Ed elbows him in the side. What is he thinking! They hate being recognized, why would they-

Hughes was staring at them, kind of in a weird way.

"You watch our channel? Well, its Roy's channel, but you watch it?? What do you think, do you like it? Of course you like it, you just said that."

Elicia threw her keys. Hughes just sighs and picks them up as she giggles. He scoots down the isle a little as he does, and Ed goes to get the frozen ravioli, he knows exactly which ones, cause they are the only ones Al will eat, and hes done in two seconds. He also grabs pizza rolls, cause they are right there, and Al isn't looking. He's talking with Hughes.

"Yes! We are big fans, Ed has been binge watching the first campaign again, cause he always loses it laughing when-"

Ed tunes it out. He has gotten too used to Al trying to embarrass him like this. He cringes as he remembers the last youtube meet up they went to. He is never going to be able to interact with some of those other creators ever again. Not like he really wanted to they where all mostly assholes in real life, but gosh did Al have to tell them about how they 'inspired them' or some shit? Fuck, its silent. Ed looks up to see them both staring.

"Uhh."

Good job Ed.

"Mr. Hughes just asked what our opinions on them switching dms is."

Oh.

"Oh. Well, I think Sheska does a good job! Not as good as you, you put more personality into it, but I think shes gotten better. More lose in her story telling I guess."

He's rambling, fuck.

Hughes just smiles at him though, so he guesses he didn't fuck up too much.

"Yeah. I didn't really want to stop, but my beautiful daughter was born! And it was hard to go from work, straight to Roy's and then not see her at night during the week. But that was before they decided on the new film schedule, I could come back now anytime I want to, but I'm waiting til this campaign ends."

Ed and Al nodded. They didn't exactly understand, cause they had no prior knowledge of their film schedule, but they decided it was ok, since he was a tired father.

"Well. What brings you two here so late at night?"

They start walking, looks like they are all done and headed to the check outs.

"Oh, Brother killed my cat in Minecraft earlier, and now he's making me ricotta stuffed ravioli. But we didn't have ricotta. Or ravioli."

Hughes looks at them funny for a second, and then looks at Ed with an eyebrow raised.

Ed shrugs.

"What Al wants, Al gets"

Al just nods.

Hughes pauses, and then looks at Elicia, and gives an understanding nod.

They get to the check outs, and part ways, Ed and Al waving goodbye to Elicia, which she gives a cute little wave back, then said bye to Hughes before going to the 15 items or less self check out.

They are walking back to the car when Al starts talking.

"Well that was nice."

"That was awkward."

"Brother! We made his first fan experience nice! We could have been rude! Remember that girl from last month! That was awful!"

Ed just sighed. That was awful. Nothing like some random chick insisting you and your brother do... stuff, for you to never want to do any fan meets every again.

They climb in the car, and promptly Al starts talking about how excited he is for ravioli, even though it's almost ten thirty.

---

He doesn't really think about it again until two days later during their next recording session.

They are just grinding levels, and talking about random shit, when Ed remembers.

"Oh, hey, you guys are never gonna believe it! We randomly meet one of our own favorite YouTubers! Hughes from TeamMustangAdventures. He was super nice even though we meet at a Walmart, not sponsored, at like 10 pm, it was great!"

Wow, Ed didn't really think about saying that.

He also didn't think it would turn into a long conversation where him and Al talked about their favorite episodes.

He really forgets sometimes that his voice has impacts on things, mainly that by the next week, after the episode goes up, TMA would have almost a million subs, when the night before they had about two hundred thousand. He also didn't expect all their fans to comment "Ed&AlPlayGames sent us here!" He really didn't expect the request for a Twitter conversation from one Roy Mustang to be in their inbox that night.

Oh boy.

#royed #otp #fma #youtuber au #alternate universe youtuber royed au #my writing

[mirkwoodshewolf]

The cat tamer; Freddie Mercury x reader

*Author’s note*

And here we are my darlings, the second fate you might have chosen from the intro. And a little BTS for this story, I originally was going to make Freddie the ringleader but the more I thought about lion tamers and cat performances, the more I kept going back to Freddie.  Okay so as stated before NO HAPPY ENDING HERE.

Warnings: Voodoo magic, some violence, a bit graphic (not extremely but some graphic scenes), a bit of swearing. 

Intro to series

Taglist:

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@plethora-of-things

@ixchel-9275

@waddles03

@geek-and-proud

@mexifangorl

@queendeakyy

@coolcxt

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You’ve always had a fascination with the big cats. Lions, leopards, tigers, cougars, you name it.  So it was only fitting to see if you could have a personal one on one talk with the cat tamer who somehow managed to wrestle a full grown male lion and not get ripped a part.  Or force a tiger to be mounted and then jump through a fiery hoop.

So heading backstage, you could hear the roars of the tigers just shake you to your very core.  But you can’t help yourself.  You pull back the flap and soon enough hundreds upon hundreds of ages filled with every bog cat in the show were all pacing back and forth roaring and growling at each other.

Then finally you saw him.  He stood by the cage of a lion and lioness.  The lion was sitting down looking like he was taking a rest while the lioness was up along the cage and the cat tamer was stroking her while softly praising her.

“Ohh that’s my darling girl. You were phenomenal out there darling, yes you were. Now don’t be cross you were the true star of the show. Yes you were.” Wow, if you didn’t know any better it’s like he could tell exactly what she was saying from her huffing and low growls.

“Excuse me?” you ask him.  He turns to look at you and says.

“Well, well a secret groupie I figured? Come for Roger, he’s over by the pool.” He said.

“Uhh no actually I uhh—I’ve come to…..meet you.”

“Me? Really?” he asked amazed. You nod confirming your statement from earlier. “Wow, usually when people pass by here, it’s usually to find old blondie. Bastard gets all the pretty girls to himself. But lucky for me I’ve got my lovely darlings right here for company.”

“I can tell you share a strong bond with each of them. It was—unbelievable out there. I mean I’ve seen big cat acts before but none like what you’ve done.”

“Thank you darling, I’ll take that as a compliment.” He said with a grin. “Oh silly me where are my manners?” he draped the whip along his hip and said, “The name’s Freddie, Freddie Mercury.”

“(Y/n). (Y/n) (l/n).” you introduce yourself as you hold out your hand for him to shake. He does take it but by surprise, he leans in and kisses both of your cheeks.

“Rule one about me (y/n) dear, I’m overly affectionate like my children here. Hugs and kisses, handshakes are too formal form me.”

“Ohh I see. Mr.—”

“Oh no, no, no. Freddie please, dear. Mr. Mercury makes me sound so old.”

“Sorry.”

“No, no it’s alright.”

“Anyways I—wanted to ask. Just how long have you been doing this?”

“The circus or the cat taming?”

“Well both if you don’t mind.”

“Not at all, but please let’s sit down. I’ve been on my feet all day and these shoes are fucking killing me!” You couldn’t help but smile.  He seemed charming and funny and you won’t deny that he was pretty handsome.

That exotic physical look that made him look like he was from India or at least a part of it.  That long raven black hair that reached just before his shoulders, those enticing eyes, and the overbite was very noticeable but it suited him.

“Ahhh that’s better.” He said finally sitting down along one of the crates. “God I keep demanding to Reid to get me new shoes but the bugger never listens.” He whined to himself. “Oh sorry darling got a bit sidetracked there, okay so for your questions; well I’ve been with the circus pretty much since it started. In fact I kinda organized the whole thing.”

“Really?”

“Yes, in fact I was the ringleader before Reid came along and wanted to manage us. After he signed up, I focused back onto my true hobby.” It was then he gestured towards all the big cats.

“And how long have you been the cat tamer.”

“Hmm let’s see Johnny boy came to us at around 69 so—about six years ago.”

“Six years?!” You exclaimed.

“Yes. Is that a problem?”

“Oh no, no, no it’s just—usually cat tamers I’ve seen said that they had over 10 to 20 years of experience.”

“Those old farts. That’s because they don’t get the cats like I do. They treat them like show ponies at a rodeo.  Forcing them to do tricks they won’t do, over disciplining them like they’re dogs. It sickens me to my core of what they call training, I can it manipulation.”

“Wow I—I never thought of it like that.”

“Oh now I don’t mean to make you sad (y/n) darling.”

“No, no you didn’t. It’s just. My whole life I’ve always loved big cats. They’re so powerful and fierce, but when it comes to putting them in animals acts such as these, I just thought tamers would respect them. But it seems like I was wrong.”

“Well you’re not entirely wrong dear. I respect them.” He placed his hand on my shoulder and gently squeezed it. “I treat my darlings with respect and awe. I understand them, and they understand me.”

“They’re lucky to have you Freddie.”

“If anything I’m lucky to have them. Would—you like to meet them?”

“I’d love to.” He clapped his hands once in rejoice before standing up and taking your hands in his.

“Then let’s go!” and then off you went back towards the cat cages.

As you walk along the cages Freddie introduces you to each of his cats one by one.

“The two leopard twins over there are Tom and Jerry.”

“Let me guess, you named them after the cartoon characters?”

“The very same darling. The male cougar there is Goliath, and the female is Tiffany. The black panther there is Romeo.”

“Tall, dark and handsome isn’t he?”

“Indeed. Exactly why I named him that. The tigers over there, that one’s Oscar, the female is Lilly. Spoilt thing that girl is. Been my running star out of all my tigers. And the other female is Tiffany. You see the scar above her eye?”

“Yeah.”

“Well she and Lilly got into a squabble one year to see who would be top tigress. And well—they’ve been best friends ever since.”

“Awww.”

“But here are the prized stars out of my entire show. My lions. Been with me since the beginning of my cat taming career.”

“You know I think out of all the big cats I’ve always admired lions the most.”

“I know. So regal and powerful. But softies at heart. The dark maned one is Jim, and the light maned one is Roger. Named after the bastard I mentioned before. Wouldn’t stop till I named one of my cats after him, he specifically requested I’d have a lion named after him. And this beautiful girl is the love of my life, Mary. She’s been my most loyal cat in all my shows.”

“Oh she’s beautiful.” You awed at her. He whistled for her and she turned around and came right up to the cage.

“Hello my love.” Freddie praised.  Mary let out a few bellows as she rubbed herself against the cage.  “You can pet her if you’d like.”

“Oh I don’t know Freddie.” You say wearily.

“Oh come on. Live your dream. She is a sweet girl. And I’ll be right here in case anything goes wrong. Be thankful you’re not meeting Trixie the cougar. She’s a tricky minx that one.” You look at him anxiously. “It’s alright darling. Take a few deep breaths with me.”

He takes in a couple deep breaths showing you what to do before you finally decide to join him. After relaxing a bit, he takes your hand and presses it towards the cage.

“Now, palm out. She’s gonna give you a sniff but that’s normal. That’s her way of saying ‘can I trust you?’” You both look and watch as Mary comes up to your hand and gives it a sniff.

Feeling her whiskers and cold nose pressing against your palm made you both fearful but yet made you want to laugh cause of the whiskers tickling against your palm.

She then lets out a warm huff before rubbing her head against your palm and rubbing it along the cage, wanting to be petted.

“See? I told you she was an angel.”

“She is.” You say. Wow if you had gon back in time and told your five year old self that you’d be petting a real live lion, she would’ve thought you were crazy and laughed at you.

“She likes you.”

“Well is it bad to say that I like her too?”

“Not at all. Want to see an up close and private performance?”

“Can you do that?”

“I’m the previous ringleader my dear, I can do whatever the fuck I want.” You softly giggle and say.

“What the hell it’d be awesome to see a private showing.”

“Then follow me to the ring my dear!” He once again takes your hand and guides you back towards the ring.  

He has you sit down in the front row before racing back up to the center of the ring.

“Thank you! Thank you and good evening everybody!” he proclaims loud for all to hear.  You couldn’t help but clap along and cheer. “Ahh it looks spooky in here tonight my darlings. In fact I think I’ve some of you beautiful people here before.” He says pointing to you. “Okay my darlings, tonight I would like to feature an act that has never been attempted by any other cat tamer in the world. But first, how would you all like to meet my beauties?”

You let out a loud yes and Freddie chuckles before stating.

“Then…..release the cats from Hell!” Soon enough the cage entrance from before opened once again and soon all the cats came running out. I clapped and whistled as loud as I could and watched as Freddie began to arrange his cats.

Now knowing that he was the first ringleader, he definitely showed the movements of being probably the greatest showman on Earth. The way he guided his babies across the ring, had them leap over podiums, or had them standing on their hind legs. I applauded and Freddie said with a bow.

“Thank you! Thank you dears. Now then; I would like to ask a lovely member of the audience to come down to the ring for this next act.” He looked around, almost like he was imagining a ring filled with people.  So I slowly raised my hand and Freddie pointed at me. “You, the lovely darling with the lovely jumper and cute purse.”

You shake your head at him playfully and stood up and walked down the couple of steps and jogged up towards the center of the ring.

“What’s your name my darling?” You look at him and whisper.

“Do I have to?”

“Yes now c’mon use your imagination darling.” Sighing you gave in and said.

“(Y/n).”

“Lovely name (y/n). Now then my lovely assistant (y/n) shall become part of an act that has never once been performed on any circus ring. My lovely darling I ask you to just stand here for one second,” he guiding you over towards a chair that he had pulled up.

Taking out the whip, he whipped it down to the ground and called out for Jim, Roger and Oscar to come forward.  The two male lions and tiger came forward and stood in a single file line of each other.

“Come right over here my darling,” he held out his hand for you to take.  You place your hand in his as he guides you over towards the three big cats. “Ladies and gentlemen; my lovely darlings and dears! My lovely assistant shall now lay across these three magnificent creatures!” Wait what now?! He takes you over towards Roger who was on at the bottom and he came in front of you.

“Freddie I—I don’t know if this is okay.”

“Just trust me darling, I’ve got you.” He picked you up bridal style and waited for your respond.

“You promise?” You asked nervously.

“I swear it dear.” You softly groan but knew you couldn’t persuade him out of this.  So you nodded giving him your permission.  

It was then he had your legs draped across Roger’s back.  You feel your lower back touching the top of Roger’s head, his mane lightly tickling the bare skin that was exposed from your jumper from being slightly pushed up.  Then you feel your upper half go across Oscar, your head stopping right up against his.

It was then Freddie came up and took both of your wrists and slowly raised them up so that they ended up going onto Jim’s back hips.  

He smiles down at you and nodds assuringly that you were doing great.  

After about a minute, he slowly released your wrists and backed away allowing you to be completely balanced on top of three huge cats.

He applauded before he quickly came up and picked you up bridal style spinning me around which caused Jim, Roger and Oscar to break the single file line and boast out roaring.

“Oh darling you were fantastic!”

“God did I really just do that?!”

“Yes you did, you were amazing! You sure you haven’t done show business before?”

“Never.”

“Oh I surely don’t believe that!” he boasted before kissing your cheek again.

For the rest of the night the two of you just talked with each other till you looked down at your watch and saw that it was almost midnight.

“Ahh man I gotta get home. I promised my roommate that I’d be home by at least 11.”

“Must you go already? We were having such fun.” He whined with a pout.

“I’m sorry Freddie. Maybe if you come around again we could hang out, or maybe you can call me from the road?”

“That might be a possibility.” You smiled and gave him your number and with a final two cheek kiss goodbye, you grabbed your bag and headed on out.

After finally arriving back home and your roommate throwing a fit for being late, you explain to them why you were late after having such a good time with the cat tamer.  After telling her he was cute, she brushed it off and she wanted every detail from that ‘date’.

You flip her off and tell her your too tired to explain but you would tell her in the morning.  So after doing your nightly routines and getting dressed into your pajamas, you finally lay down on your bed and fall fast asleep pulling your sleep mask over your eyes.

You feel this sudden cold chill brush up against you.  Shivering you begin to wake up, thinking you probably lost your covers you tried to reach out and grab them, only to find you can’t move your arms.

You become slightly more alert that your arms are in fact paralyzed but it’s when you try to move your legs that you find out you’re completely immobile.  And with your sleep mask still on, you think you’re in some sort of sleep paralysis.

Panicking you grunt as you try to struggle and that’s when you hear a very familiar voice say.

“Now, now my lovely darling. No need to panic.”

“F-Freddie?” you asked in shock.

“The one and only darling? Who else were you expecting Elton John?”

“Freddie what’s going on? Where am I? Is this a nightmare?”

“See that’s always the question on everyone’s mind. Is this the real life? Or is this just fantasy?”

“Freddie enough games tell me where am I?” he took your sleep mask off and you see that you’re currently in some sort of dark cave with torches as the only source of light.  You also saw a statue that sorta resembled a cat-human hybrid of some kind.

Echoing through the cave you can hear the roars of Freddie’s cats.  He walked up and you can hear the clanking of chains and soon coming from above, moonlight comes down and you see some sort of sun dial or probably in this case a moon dial.

Freddie who is kneeling in front of you strokes a strand of hair away from your face.

“You look frightened darling. Why?”

“Why do you think? How the hell did I get here?”

“I found you sleepwalking darling. For whatever reason you ended up coming along the very archway that leads back to the circus. Taking pity on you in this cold night, I brought you here to this shelter because we’ve already packed everything away.”

“Bull. Shit! I’ve never had a case of sleep walking in my life. You’re lying to me Freddie!” He sighed and said in an ominously dark tone.

“Guess you’re smarter than the previous tributes. But that’s what’ll make you valuable.”

“What do you mean?” you struggle through your invisible binds.  God why couldn’t you move? There was no rope, zip ties, not even chains, all you could feel was just cold air.

It was then he holds up a wax doll that looks exactly like you down to the last detail.  But it wasn’t until you notice that there are about four strands of loose hair stuck on top of your wax doll’s head.  You then realize what’s going on.

“A voodoo doll?”

“So you do know your dark magic. Got the magic wax from a fell coworker here. Works every time. You do have some soft hair my darling. However whatever shampoo you use, makes you lose it very easily.” He stands up and presents the doll to the statue which held a burning torch before walking right up to the moon dial.

“The Harvest moon will soon reach the midnight point on this moon dial. And then the ceremony can begin.”

“What ceremony?!” I demanded.

“You remember when I said that I was the oldest act of the circus?” he said turning back towards me.  Hesitantly you nod and that’s when Freddie continues, “Well I meant it. Both figuratively…..and literally. In fact over 200 years I’ve been doing this.” He chuckled almost sinisterly.

And that’s when something horrifying happened.

Freddie scrunched up his face as it slowly began to morph into a cat-like face.  His ears grew to a point, canine teeth began to grow and his once friendly, warm eyes were now cold and piercing gold just like a cat’s eye, and his black nails began to grow into claws.

He let out a cougar like roar as he bared his teeth at you.  You let out a horrified gasp as you try to phase through the wall but it was useless.

“Wha-wha-what are you going to do to me?” you ask terrified, your voice trembling in fear.

“It’s simple darling, every harvest moon I need to pass on my DNA to willing tributes who come to see me. To keep the show going on.” He says as he walks back over to you and stands over you.

Oh god was he—he wasn’t planning on….. “Now don’t go thinking me a barbarian darling. I don’t rape women, or men. But by using my curse with either a scratch, a bite, or using my own kind of magic, they become well—a part of me I think the saying goes.”

“Wait so—your cats. All those names…..they were once people?”

“Very clever darling. You’ll make a fine performer in Santa Monica.” He says as he cups your chin.  You could feel his claw-like nail softly stroke under your chin.

Your lip trembles as you plead and pray to not feel him scratch you deeply.  You had to figure a way out of here.

“There’s no escape darling. So long as your wax doll is bound you’re not going anywhere.” The moon’s rays seem to grow brighter and Freddie let’s out a roar before standing back up and turning his back to me.

Portions of his shirt rips apart as his tanned arms now become brown fur, his nails sharpened till they became longer and harder like bear claws.  His face becomes more cat-like and his teeth sharpen themselves even more.  His feet became were-cat paws and a tail grows out of him.

He turned back towards you and throws back his head as he roars.  Seeing him now become this full fledge monster you let out the loudest, most horrifying scream you had in you hoping that someone would hear you.  As he comes towards you, you lean away and began rolling away as he pounced to where you just sat.

He hisses and gets down on his hands in a true cat-like crouch growling and twitching his tail.  His fangs baring out and with the overbite it made them even more terrifying to look at him.

You see your voodoo doll and quickly roll towards the podium but you feel Freddie pounce on you.  He forces you onto your back pining you down by your shoulders. But you’re not going down without a fight.

As best you could, you double kick him in the gut sending him away from you.  You’re just about to reach the podium where your wax doll was at so you crawl towards it before spinning around and tried to kick your doll down towards you.

But Freddie gets back up and immediately pounces on you again, the two of you rolling around till he has you pinned again, this time on your stomach.  You try to fight and struggle to get free of him but it’s futile.

“Now, now darling. I thought you said you always wanted to be a lion? Now you get to experience it.” His voice once warm and filled with friendliness was now low and murderous like a demon, but somehow it still held that soft quality.

“No, no Freddie please. Please I beg you please have mercy!” you plead hoping that he wouldn’t go through with it.  He pins your shoulders down to ensure you can’t struggle.

You then feel this numbness overcome you. Your will to fight is suddenly snatched away as you just let out this long, dragging moan as your strength is taken from you.  Allowing Freddie to sink his teeth right into your neck.

*3rd Person POV*

Santa Monica, it was like any other circus performance.  Freddie stood before the ring in his uniform and he proclaimed.

“Now then my lovely darlings. I would like to present to you the newest member of my little pride. She’s one of the most cleverest lionesses I’ve ever had to train, I present to you…..(y/n)!”

A cage soon rose up from the ground and pacing around in it was a large lioness.  She was lean but had strong muscles and she roared in her cage as the bars slowly lowered.

“Isn’t she beautiful my darlings? My newest addition and I can’t wait to show you all what she can do.” Freddie smirked as he looked at the lioness that came running right towards Freddie, almost with the intent to attack.

But Freddie ducked at the last second as apart of the act because Jim once did the same thing his first performance.  The crowd were all in shock but applauded thinking it was all apart of the act.  Freddie took out his whip and stared (y/n) down.

“Let’s show them what you got my darling. The show must go on after all.” As Freddie spoke that, she only let out a fearsome roar that would send shivers down your spine as she kept baring her four canine teeth.

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[neganandblake]

The Slytherin and the Hufflepuff - A Negan & Blake Hogwarts Teachers AU

What if Professor Negan, ex-Slytherin, ex-pro Quidditch beater, started at Hogwarts as the new Defence Against the Dark Arts and Quidditch coach. And what if the one person that caught his eye was lovely, kind Madam Blake, ex-Hufflepuff and Hogwarts nurse. Harry Potter/Walking Dead crossover.

MASTERLIST

Chapter 6 - February

January slipped slowly into February in a flurry of bitter wind and frost.

Hagrid had been out each and every morning since the snow had cleared, salting the pathways and ensuring that Madam Blake didn't have to deal with yet another pupil breaking an ankle or an arm because of the slippery conditions (so far alone this month there had been four!).

But despite the harsh weather and the cold conditions, there was an excitement and a buzz amongst those in the wizarding community. For only a week or two ago, after rumours of unhappiness within the Ministry, a snap election had been announced, meaning that three new candidates had put themselves forwards for the position of Minister for Magic.

Two of the candidates were of course well-known backbenchers, both of their policies they now put forward, rife with bad habits and pompousness, often seen by the other Ministers of old.

But most of the excitement, instead hovered, around the new candidate, Gavin Randall, who had emerged from almost nowhere.

He was young by comparison to the other candidates and his policies seemed fresh and new and fun. His slogans and taglines were marvelously catchy and when he spoke, people stood up and took notice. He was change and everyone seemed to be looking forward to that.

The whole country seemed to be supporting him, with his red and blue banners and flags seemingly everywhere.

Even the Hogwarts students, far too young to vote themselves, were still seen sporting Gavin Randall badges and covertly sticking up posters everywhere around the castle, much to Filch's dismay. Most likely due to the fact that Radall had proposed some fun policies that snared the young voters, such as free chocolate frogs for all, and to reduce the price of Firewhiskey by at least thirty percent.

It felt like a new age was dawning for wizards and witches, and almost everyone signed themselves up, registering to vote, completing a routine census, giving their parents names and their dates of birth, to do so

It was all everyone seemed to be talking about, although come the second week of February, this was shadowed somewhat at Hogwarts, by the announcement that the next Hogsmeade trip would be taking place on Saturday the 14th of February.

Valentine's Day.

Talk of what everyone was going to wear and who planning to take who on dates to the small town just beyond the Hogwarts gates, filled the corridors and common rooms.

And even Professor Negan, who normally would have rolled his eyes at any mention of Valentine's Day, was putting together plans of his own.

Things had settled somewhat at Hogwarts since the day of the fire on the Quidditch grounds, with Dumbledore and Negan putting all sorts of protective spells on what felt like every inch of the castle and its grounds,

But since then, there had been nothing. No more messages. No more threats. And no more discussion on the matter. Both likely hoping that it was silly one off occurrence.

For it was hard to think that anyone in this day and age could share THOSE kind of severely old-fashioned prejudices against Muggle-Born Witches and Wizards

But Negan had found himself slightly distracted from thoughts of this anyway, his concentration now instead, fully on Valentine's Day.

Things between him and Blake had been a little off this last few weeks if truth be told, and Negan felt almost sure she was avoiding him.

He wondered if it was because of his choice of words after the lesson they had spent together.

But no matter, Negan had a plan to change all that.

The ex-beater had in fact been wandering out of the Great Hall when he had noticed the sign-up sheet for the upcoming Hogsmeade trip and had immediately spotted that right at the top was Madam Blake's name written there in elegant cursive, for she had signed herself up to be a chaperone for the day.

And in that moment it was as though a lightbulb had pinged above Negan's head, his eyes twinkling as he hurriedly grabbed a spare quill and signed his name just below hers and a couple of other staff members' who would be heading out there too.

And so, today was the day.

Valentine's.

It had turned out to be an overcast day, with a bitterly cold wind that that whipped at the children's pink faces as they made their way down towards the castle gates, wrapped up in scarves and mitten and hats and all talking animatedly with each other about what boy was planning on asking what girl out, or which Gryffindor was going to ask what Hufflepuff for a snog in the alley next to Zonko's.

Negan had bundled himself up in a long black coat, digging his hands deep into his pockets as he headed down the steep slope, jogging a little to catch up with a familiar face walking just ahead of him in amongst the masses of Hogwarts students.

He could see her now, dressed in a pretty powder blue coat that fell to her knees, her chin buried in the oversized knitted yellow scarf that was wound around her neck to deflect the wind a little.

Negan jogged forwards, out of breath, by the time he came to stop at Blake's side.

"Hey, fancy seeing you here..." he said into her ear, trying to seem cool despite the fact that he had practically run the length of the Hogwarts ground to catch up with her.

Blake at once looked up, a bright smile appearing over her gorgeous features, as they fell easily into step with one another.

"Hey!" she said looking a little surprised to see him. "W-What are you doing here?"

Negan lifted a hand, trying to tame his ruffled hair.

"I'm uhhhhh...chaperonin'..." he said easily.

But this earned him a bemused look from Blake.

"I didn't think this would be your kind of thing….spending time with the students out of hours…" she said with a teasing wrinkle of her nose.

But Negan merely grinned back, giving a shrug of his broad shoulders.

"Just thought it might've been fun, an' hey, what else is a guy like me gonna do on Valentine's Day?" he said with a small scoff.

But although Negan had thought Blake would find this kind of self-deprecating humour funny, instead, the blonde woman reddened slightly, turning away from him, giving a visible gulp, as she detached her eyes from his.

There was a moment of silence between the pair, where both of their eyes awkwardly landed on the sight of two fifth year students snogging right in front of them, tongues battling as though their life depended on it.

Blake took a wide-step to avoid barreling into them as Negan did the same.

"So…." the caramel-blonde nurse said brightly, after a moment or two had passed. "You know who you're gonna be voting for in the Ministry elections next week?"

The topic was on everyone's lips at the moment, so it wasn't a surprise it had come up so early in their conversation.

"Yeah….I mean I wasn' convinced about that Randall guy at first, but that damn policy on Firewhisky really got me impressed" said Negan with a chuckle, earning himself a smile from Blake.

"Yeah I like him too," she hummed. "He's got great things to say about Healers and is offering all sorts of funding for apprenticeships for young wizards who want to start a career in Healing Magic…"

Negan nodded.

"Yeah...he's got some great ideas. Kinda almost sounds too good to be true, right?" he said with a half-laugh.

"Yeah, almost," Blake laughed back. But strangely, their memory of this thoughts, faded almost the moment they had uttered those words.

Hogsmeade was a buzz with Hogwarts students by the time Negan and Blake arrived there.

Children spilled out of every shop and of course Madam Puddifoot's tea shop. And Negan, to his annoyance, was forced to dodge out of the way of students as they ran past him in a flurry of excitement.

He noticed Blake smirk at the look of his face as they passed yet another snogging couple, third-years this time.

"Jee-suz, I gotta admit, these kids hav' got balls. I never did anythin' like that in my day, on the goddamn street too, in front of everybody…" he tutted, causing Blake to raise a playful eyebrow in his direction.

"Aww late bloomer were you?" she asked teasingly, as Negan merely rolled his eyes smirking. But he didn't answer her.

Their pair had walked half the length of the Hogsmeade high street now, and Negan glanced up at the sign hanging above their heads, as Blake came to a stop just outside the door to the Three Broomsticks pub.

"You...err...fancy a drink?" said Negan with a smiling, yet questioning frown.

But at once he noticed Blake redden at his words, her eyes falling from his, just like they had en-route here.

"I…...ummm….actually…." Blake said in a slow voice, looking like she was trying to delicately search for the words. "...actually...I have a date."

At once, it was like Negan's had suffered a hard blow to the chest, winding him completely,..

"Oh, I err, that's cool…" he muttered.

It was a lie.

In fact it was anything but cool.

But all this, well it was his own fault. He had had plenty of opportunities since Christmas to ask Blake's out on a date of their own, but he had chickened out at every opportunity.

And she had obviously presumed after so long that he had lost interest in her. And that wasn't her fault..

"So...uhh...who's the lucky guy?" he asked, putting on a brave face, although inside, his stomach was churning with jealousy.

"Um, well apparently he's a freelance photographer for the Daily Prophet" nodded Blake, tucking a wisp of caramel hair back behind her ear. "It's a blind date," she explained. "My friend set us up, so…"

Negan gave another nod, as silence fell over the pair again, broken only by the shouts of students as they ran by.

"Listen," said Blake looking at him and offering him a warm and beautiful smile. "He's not supposed to be here for another twenty minutes or so. Do you want to come inside, keep me company for a bit?"

Negan rocked back on his heels for a moment, stuffing his hands ever deeper into his pockets.

"I dont know…" he said, wincing and giving his nose a small wrinkle.

But his look earned him an elbow in the ribs from Madam Blake.

"Come on," she said pleadingly. "I'll buy you a butterbeer."

And at this, Negan's face lit up.

"I guess I could stay for one drink, just until your "date gets here," he groaned in a playful manner, as Blake grabbed his hand, entwining her fingers with his and pulled him into the pub.

It was cosy in here, and to Negan's relief, the only students in here were a couple of seventh years who were sat near the bar talking in sickly sweet voices, their eyes on nothing but each other.

Blake with her fingers still clasped within his, pulled Negan over to a table at the very back of the pub, letting go of his hand when they had reached it, to unfurl her scarf and remove her coat. But he couldn't help but let his eyes linger on her for a long moment as she fussed with her hair and smoothed down her gorgeous pale pink dress, before picking up her bag and fishing in it for her purse.

"So, a butterbeer ok, or do you want something stronger?" she asked, as Negan dropped onto the cushion covered bench that overlooked the entire room.

But he gave a frown.

"Here Darlin, let me get these-" he began, but Blake cut across him with a smile

"No Negan, I told you I'd get these," she scolded before disappearing off toward the bar.

Five minutes later she was back, placing two steaming mugs of Butterbeer down onto the table in front of Negan, before, to his surprise, instead of taking the seat opposite she moved around and sat next to him instead.

"So I can keep a eye out for my date," she explained, causing Negan's pleased smile falter slightly.

But he knew he needed to snap out of this.

Blake was going on a date and there was nothing he could do to stop it. All he could do was savour this moment of the two of them together for as long as it lasted in the meantime.

The pair of them talked,and laughed, and Negan almost made Blake snort Butterbeer out of her nose with his impression of Professor Snape.

And by the time they had each almost drained their mugs, Blake was turned into Negan, giggling, their knees brushing beneath the table, listening to him tell her the story of when he won ten thousand galleons at a wizarding casino, only to lose it all again to a sweet-talking Veela con-artist.

"Yeah apparently it was all some big scam," he said with a groan. "Appricanly the American Magical Congress had known about it for a long time and picked her an' this damn croupier up a short while after."

"So they were in it together?" asked Blake in shock, shaking her head.

"Yhhhmmm," he hummed. "Coulda' done a hell of a lot with that money too."

But he looked up seeing a knowing smile on Blake's face.

"What?" he asked her, grinning.

But Blake just bit her lip. "Well I know you're gonna hate me when I tell you this, but my great-great aunt was actually half-Veela," she said pulling a 'sorry' face.

Negan's eyebrows shot up into his hairline and he leaned forward, placing his arm around the top of the booth behind her.

"I knew it!" he said pointing at her with his other hand. "I told myself the first time I saw you...damn that gal has got some Veela in her I'm almost sure of it."

Blake blushed a little, her eyes flickering down between them.

"Yeah, well I looked into my family tree a few years ago and wanted to see if there was any more magic in my family," she explained. "Both my parents were Muggles so I know it didnt come from them…"

Negan suddenly stopped, blinking hard, his mind going back to the words he had seen burned into the grass back at Hogwarts.

'DEATH TO MUDBLOODS. WE ARE COMING.'

"So you're-"

"Muggle-born, yeah," the blonde woman said with a smiling laugh. "Why? Does that surprise you?"

It didn't surprise him actually. For why would it?

The old-fashioned and terrible idea that somehow Muggle-born people were any lesser witches and wizards that the Pureblood ones, was a preposterous notion.

For Blake was so very talented at what she did. She was kind and beautiful and was one of the most intelligent witches he had ever met.

She had likely graduated from Hogwarts with far better grades than most too, for to become a Healer you needed to get the highest grades in the most difficult of N.E.W.T examinations.

"Doesn't surprise me at all…" he said with a grin, his eyes soon drifting away from hers and coming to land on the empty mug she was setting down. "What DOES surprise me though, is how quickly you downed that damn Butterbeer!"

Blake gave an immediate laugh at this, flushing slightly.

"What?" she said playfully, glancing at her wristwatch to check the time."I've only been drinking it for-"

But it was like in a split second all of the light had fallen out of Blake's words, the smile instantly disappearing from her face.

"...an hour," she finished, blinking up and gazing around suddenly.

"My date...he was supposed to have been here forty minutes ago…" she said sounding crushingly disappointed.

Negan could see the cogs turning inside her head, her brain coming to all sorts of silly conclusions about why exactly her date hadn't showed up, or if he had, why he hadn't come over and introduced himself.

He watched as a gulp visibly trailed it's way down her throat.

"No matter…" she said quietly.

But Negan could tell that it did matter.

He offered to buy her another drink but Blake politely declined, instead telling him they should probably leave and check on the students, hastily putting her coat back on.

But out on the street,that was a still a flurry of children moving to and fro, Blake lifted a hand to her head.

"Listen, I've um...I've got a bit of a headache, I think I'm going to head back to the castle early," she said avoiding Negan's gaze, and looking far more than a little disappointed now, her shoulders slumped and Negan was almost sure he could see tears in her green eyes. "Minerva and Pomona are around and can help you round up the students….s-sorry…"

And with a shake of her head, clutching her coat around her, Blake walked quickly away, leaving Negan standing there, outside on the blustery Hogsmeade High Street...alone…

It was late afternoon, and the sky had darkened significantly, by the time Blake had finished shedding all of the tears she had in her.

She stared into the mirror hanging above the mantel in her cosy office at the far end of the Hospital Wing, and tutted at her reflection.

She knew she was foolish for getting upset over someone she had never even met, but somehow that rejection and embarrassment hurt more having Negan there with her.

Madam Blake liked Negan, more than she would probably care to admit out loud. And ever since they had almost kissed on Christmas morning, she had hoped that maybe they would get the chance again. But after helping him out with his lesson last month, Professor Negan had indeed made it very clear that there was nothing going on between them and likely never would be.

And so Blake had hoped to move on, allowing her friend to set her up with a guy she knew, but perhaps all this had proved that dating, well, it just wasn't for her. For it was hard enough to get out of the castle as it was.

As a nurse, Blake needed to constantly be on call throughout the year, only having two months off over summer to herself, and she very much doubted even that would be enough time for her to find someone and fall in love. Knowing that having family was just a far off dream for her. Always had been, always would be.

Blake wiped at her tear stained cheeks fixing a smile onto her face.

Dinner would be soon and despite not feeling that hungry, she didn't want the students and teachers to start questioning why she wasn't there.

And so the blonde nurse was just about to fix her hair and prepare to head downstairs, when all of a sudden there came a soft knock upon the ajar door just over her shoulder.

"Knock knock, jus' came to check if you were feelin' ok, Peaches?" came a sudden husky voice that Blake recognise immediately.

She hurriedly swiped at her face once more for any stray tears, before turning around and smiling at him brightly.

"Hey…uhh, yes, much better, thanks," she said gently, seeing Professor Negan stroll into the room, carrying two bottles of chilled Butterbeer in one hand, and a small white box in the other.

He sucked at his teeth, glancing down at the items in his hands and smirking."Oh, 'cause I thought...if you were still feelin' under the weather...you might prefer a picnic up here instead with yours truly, instead of all that noise downstairs. Damn kids drove me crazy on the walk back up to the castle just now."

Blake's heart swelled at this, a lump appearing in her throat.

Had he really made this gesture just for her?

Negan moved across the room now coming to stop at Blake's neat and tidy desk, placing down the bottles and the white box.

"So, I've got chocolate cake or carrot cake, both from Madam Puddifoot's Tea Shop. So take your pick," he said opening the box with ease, before using his wand to remove the cork from each bottle of Butterbeer easily, handing one to her.

Blake smiled almost un-surely, biting her lip before taking a step towards him, her cheeks flushing.

"Both maybe?" she tried, earning herself an eyebrow raise from Negan who shot her a look.

"Damn, well I know you had a sweet tooth, Peaches, but-"

But Blake laughed, cutting across him.

"I MEANT, can we share both?" she muttered, with a playful roll of her eyes.

Five minutes later the pair of them were just like they had been back at the pub. Laughing, talking, joking, perched on the edge of Blake's desk beside one another, eating forkfuls of cake and drinking their deliciously ice cold butterbeer straight from the bottles.

When they were done, full of sugar and chocolate and such lovely things, Blake placed down her fork next to her bottle and turned to Negan.

"Thank you," she said gently. "For everything, Negan. You've made yet another crappy Valentine's Day better…"

And Blake meant that, she really did.

They were both quiet for a short moment, both of them smiling and both of them happy, Blake forgetting her woes if only for a little while.

"Listen," said Negan finally, placing his bottle of untouched Butterbeer down onto the desk beside him and getting to his feet, moving around to face her, closing the gap between the pair of them, his hand reaching for hers. "For the record, if I was gonna take you on a date on Valentine's Day there is no way on this earth that I would stand you up."

Blake gazed up at him now, her green eyes searching her face as Negan's hazel ones did the same in return. His thumb brushed over her smooth knuckles affectionately.

"You make my damn days brighter, Peaches…" he croaked in an earnest voice, smiling suddenly. "And hey, part-Veela or not, there is no way I wanna see you heartbroken over some asshole you've never even met."

Blake smiled back at this.

And in that moment it was as if the entire world had stilled, as Negan stared down at her.

Everything going quiet…

...time stopping for them…

Blake blinked up at him now, watching Negan frown with purpose, as he lifted a hand down to her cheek, his face hovering just an inch above hers.

And the blonde nurse could only close her eyes gently, reaching her hand out for him and coming to rest her palm flat over his racing heartbeat.

"Happy Valentine's day, Peaches," she felt him murmur into her mouth...

...feeling his lips finally meet with hers, in a gently and very, very welcome kiss.

Their first.

…..

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survey by chrissylee22dc

A Achievements: None in recent years... the last I’d say was getting my BA back in 2015, but that’s just been collecting dust on a shelf and I have no plans to pursue anything in psychology anymore, so it feels more like a waste. :/ I have no idea what I want to do. 

Age: 31.

Are you planning something right now? No.

Arizona or Alaska: Arizona is even worse than where I live in terms of heat, it’s straight up desert. And ya’ll know how I hate the summer and don’t well at all with the heat. I’ve been a couple times cause that’s my grandparents live and yeah, no thanks. I haven’t been to Alaska, but I’d like to visit. 

B Birthdate: July 28th.

Build: Thin and underweight. I used to have great upper body strength and my arms were kinda toned, but I lost that. I’m weak.

Babies, do you have any? Nooo.

Blonde or Brunette: Whichever.

C Childhood sweetheart: I didn’t have one.

Current mood: Tired.

Children, are there more in your future? I don’t have any to begin with, nor do I want any.

Coke or Pepsi: Coke.

D Dad's name: I don’t want to share that.

Dating anyone: No.

Do you plan on having lots of money? Ha, it’d sure be nice. 

Dogs or cats: Dogs.

E Elementary School: I’m not sharing that.

Eye color: Brown.

Ever going to China? I’ve never really planned to, but I can’t say I’d never go. *shrug* Who knows. Early or Late: Early. I hate being late, it stresses me out and makes me anxious.

F First Crush: This boy named Philip when I was in the 3rd grade.

Fears: ALL insects, killer whales, holes/clusters, closed spaces, heights, needles, deep water to name a few and then the deep stuff like losing loved ones, death, never getting better or getting worse, never doing anything with my life and wasting away... stuff like that.

Future goals: I don’t really have any that I’m working toward even though I certain should...

Funny or Serious: Both. 

G Grandparent's names: I don’t want to share that. 

GPA: I’m done with school.

Going anywhere this weekend? Nope.

Giver or Taker: Both. I love getting stuff for my loved ones, though. 

H High School: A local one.

Hair color: Naturally it’s dark brown, but I dye it red. My roots are quite overgrown currently cause I haven’t been able to get it done since February. Blah.

Hate anyone for life? No.

Hairspray or Gel: I don’t use either.

I In 8th grade, who was your best friend? Kyle, David, and Jessica.

Is ignorance bliss? Sometimes. With certain things. 

Is there anything you wanna share? I’ve been sharing stuff in this survey, haven’t I?

Ice Cream or Cake: Cake.

J Jumped rope for fun: No. Or at all.

Junk around you right now? Not junk to me, but I do have a lot of stuff around me. I have a lot of stuff on my bed besides typical bed stuff, which I have a lot of as well. My bed is also my desk. I spend a lot of my time in bed, so I like to keep certain thing near by for easy reach.

Joining anything anytime soon? No.

January or July: January, I guess. My birthday is in July, but blah. July is summertime and I hate the summer.

K

Killed anyone: Uh, no. Imagine someone just casually being like “yes” to this question.

Keeping a secret? Maybe.

Kicking someone off your top friends today? Myspace is dead. 

Kiwi or Apple: Apple. 

L Lost anyone close to you: Yes. I’ve lost both my maternal grandparents, who I was very close with. I also lost a couple dogs, who are family members and loved ones to me, so that was just as hard. I really didn’t do well when Brandie passed away because it was so quick and unexpected. She could have had at least 5 or 6 more years. And not that it would have been any easier, but still. 

Last kiss, when and who: Joseph like 6-7 years ago.

List 3 people that you'll love forever: My parents and brother.

Lover or Fighter: Lover.

M Middle School: A local one.

Marital Status: Single.

Mom's name: I’m not sharing that.

Music or TV: I watch more TV nowadays than I listen to music. I don’t know why I don’t listen to music as much anymore.

N Northernmost state you've been to: Idaho.

Nickname: Sis or Steph.

Name your future boy and girl:

Naughty or Nice: Naughty, but not in a sexual way. In a, ‘I haven’t been that great of a person’ way.

O Opened a piece of mail that wasn't yours? It’s probably happened. Occupation: I don’t have one.

Owe anyone money: Nope.

Outgoing or Shy: Very shy.

P Place you most want to be? I’m good with being in bed right now.

Purposely destroyed someone’s life? I’ve made a lot of mistakes and messed up my own in a lot of ways. I don’t want to say purposely, but there were things I knew I should have done and taken better care of, but I didn’t. :/

Planning a major trip? No trips planned anytime soon. I don’t feel comfortable or safe traveling during a pandemic. 

Pink or Black? I like both.

Q Quit a class: No.

Quickly...the first word to come to mind: Coffee.

Quitting your job soon?

Quiet or Loud: Quiet.

R Riding in an airplane: What about it?

Ride, tell me about yours: I don’t drive, so I don’t have a car.

Running for any political office in the future? Nooo.

Rain or Snow: I love when it rains. It doesn’t snow here, but I wish it did.

S Siblings names and ages: My older brother is 37 and my younger brother is 21.

Shoe size: 6 in women’s (US). My Adidas are all a 3 in kids, though. 

Shave daily? No.

Shower or Bath: Shower.

T Turning 21 was (will be): I turned 21 a decade ago.

Texas, ever been? I had a layover in Houston once. I never saw more than the airport, though.

Think you'll live to be 100? No.

Tame or Wild: Tame.

U Unique quality about you: I don’t know.

Underwear on? Yes.

Under your bed lies: Nothing.

Under or Over: Uhh.

V Virgin? Yes.

Vacation time left?

Voting in the next Presidential election? Yes. I’ve voted in each one since 2008.

Volleyball or Swimming: Neither.

W Went white water rafting? Not for real, only the ride versions at amusement parks. I thought those were fun, but I’d be terrified to do the real thing.

Wearing right now: A sweatshirt and leggings.

Write a sentence about you: I’m kind of hungry, but it’s 5 in the morning so I should just try and sleep. West Coast or East Coast: West.

X X-Rays in the past month: 0.

X-Mas plans: Had a delicious Christmas dinner and exchanged presents with the fam. It was really nice. Things were a bit different cause my mom had to work, so we pushed back eating and opening presents, but it all worked out fine.

X, does it mark the spot? That’s what they say.

X-Tina or Britney? I like songs from both.

Y You lost "it" when? I’m assuming you’re referring to my virginity, which I haven’t yet.

Your favorite song: I couldn’t possibly just choose one.

Your favorite place on Earth: My bed, the beach, and Disneyland. 

Yes or No: That obviously depends.

Z Zodiac Sign: Leo.

Zodiac Sign: Uh, still a Leo.

Zippos are neat, agree? What are those?

Zoo or Circus: Zoo.

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11 question tag!

Hey guys so I was tagged by 5 of my fav gals to do the 11 questions tag (THATS 55 QUESTIONS WHY ARE YALL LIKE THIS) but anyway I was tagged by @s-lay-ing @sambashua @achuu-nice @indiepoptime and @yongpal-i (this tag is fucking eternal help me)

Cloud’s Questions!

Do you know a ksong by heart? (bc I don’t :x I can hum a trillion tho)

Blackpink’s As If Its Your Last, Heize’s Star, Day6 I loved you and You Were Beautiful, most of seventeens title tracks and most of their ballads, lastly  Pristin’s Aloha! I'm sure my pronunciation is way off but those are tho the ones that I've taken the time to actually sit down and learn!

When it comes to friendships, are you low or high maintenance? (As in your friends gotta talk everyday with you or you’ll feel like the friendship is dying OR if you can spend days without talking to them yet you still remain close)  

Ummmm I think it depends on the friendship? also I think I can tend to be a bit of both (cause I'm an insecure ass binch), tho I don't ever feel like my friendships are dying lmao

Do you have a secret that you will take to the grave? (Ofc I’m not asking you to reveal it)

not that I can think of?? like I'm sitting here thinking if there is anything and like honestly no????

Recommend me 5 songs (not necessarily kpop songs)

Dracula Teeth - The Last Shadow Puppets(honestly cloud just listen to all of their music is so great) Daydream In Blue - I Monster (this is honestly one of my all time fav songs I love it too much) No Way Down - The Shins (you know I can't go 2 mins without mentioning them, some great lyrics right here tho also give September a listen in beautiful) Beechwood Park - The Zombies (I'm assuming you know the zombies cloud but on the off chance that you don't BINCH THEY ARE MY ACTUAL FAVORITE well beside cream and zeppelin but they are up there) Kimbra - Miracle (kinda of a random one but this song just never seems to leave me!) Big Bird -Hyukoh (oh that was 6 BUT THIS SONG IS SO GREAT also listen to wing wing!!)

What do you prefer?: first, second or third gen kpop songs?

I generally prefer second generation??? I think????? I like a bit of all of them tho. but like there is no definitive answer to when each of the generations start and end so like I don't even know??? but most of my fav groups as far as music goes are older around 2nd gen but a fair amount of them are gen 3, I have a really strong love for kpop that was released between 2009-2014.

What’s the cheeeeeeeeeesiest thing you’ve done? (one time a former friend of mine was telling me about a problem she had and at the end of our convo I kissed her in the forehead bYE)

girl idk just my whole fucking life tbh, but my family members and irl friends will all tell you I do this thing where I yell sing songs and change the lyrics to their names this includes badly sung kpop songs IM SCREAMING THO CLOUD WHO ARE YOU AHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA

If you were asked to participate in a variety show, which one of the following would you pick and why? (Pick two!): problematic men, master key, hello counselor, weekly idol, one fine day, law of the jungle

um probs ofd?? id say weekly idol also but damn the hosts would literally be like who is this weird binch!

Your top 10 kpop songs of 2017?

In no order but 1. Would U - Red Velvet 2. Let’s Hang Out - SF9 3. Night Rather Than Day - EXID 4. Aloha - Pristin 5. Missing You - BTOB 6. I Loved You - Day6 7. Teenager - Got7 8. Habit - Seventeen 9. As If It’s Your Last - Blackpink 10. You, Clouds, Rain - Heize

Would you rather live in a huge mansion or a compact studio house?  

Im a real messy binch so definitely compact studio

Tell me a fun childhood story (I’ll start! One time an aunt gave me money to buy ‘papas’ (potatoes) at the grocery store so bc I’m obedient af I went and asked the counter lady how many of em could I buy with the money I had so she went ‘uhh, not many tbh’ so i ended up getting like two and when I returned to my aunt’s house she laughed her ass off and said: I meant ‘papas fritas’ (potato chips) Not those! - and uh yeah this is funnier in Spanish but it proves that I’m such an innocent angel I mean wow)

ok so I spent a lot of time at my aunt Lori’s house when I was a kid (like summers, and after school) and my cousin was the BUG queen so she hand made leashes for her pet toads (that she caught) and we walked them around on leashes for like a week but I was always so afraid of them and also hurting them so I WAS NOT ABOUT THAT ahahaha dumb story but it makes me laugh alsoalsoalsdo they had this bench swing in their back yard and my cousin my sister and I would swing on it together for hours at a time and one time we were swinging real hard (REAL HARD) and the links?? or whatever that held it to the ceiling it was hanging from snapped and the three of us of us flew off of it and we all collectively blacked out??? it was so weird but I woke up to my cousin stuggling to get me off of her and then there lays my sister underneath the bench just blacked out chilling (she was fine) then my aunt came running out cause she had just heard the loudest crash ahsdfasdf not long after my uncle put stronger links on it and that bench is still there! From time to time when the three of us get together this story gets brought up its still the most hilarious thing ( ALSO CLOUD YOU ARE SO PURE I LOVE)

If you were offered to start a band, would you accept?

yeah I love music so much why not! not sure I would be able to contribute much  lmao

Mir’s Questions!

If you could travel anywhere, but were completely by yourself, where would you go?

hmmmmm do you mean like I wouldn't be visiting anyone and just traveling alone?? or like going someplace where I know no one?? ok cause for the first I would book it straight to az TO SEE YOU MIR!! AND SISTER!! but for the second I would love to go to Japan (my cousin lives there tho so that also doesn't technically count lmao)

What inspires you?

Music, books, and tv shows! Also really well written characters or just interesting people I guess! but on like a ??spiritual?? level my mom?? she's just that binch you know ( like seriously Ive never met anyone kinder or more driven and hard working in my life she's wild)

How many pets would you have in your ideal future? Any specific names or types in mind?

47 KITS, no realistically I want 2 kittos and they will be named Bellamy and Murphy cause I got too also lowkey want to name a cat rami or Elliot or also kaz or Inej damn all the good names wow. Also the name Calloway is my fav name of all time and I WANT SOMETHING WITH THIS NAME

What are you opinions on fedoras

um eww?? what other opinions are there?? what is this question mir I'm???? but like ngl when worn in a none cringe manner then can look nice!

how many spoons can you balance on your face at once (picture or video proof preferred (i’m trying to get someone to do it pls anyone))

girl I've done my time (lowkey did you put this on her cause I told you about my gravy spoon today???)

What is your favorite type of tree?

I like Birch trees!

If you could convince one person to like kpop who would you convert?

damn MY MOM cause then she might listen to something other than bruno mars once in a while

What are three things you are normally associated with and/or what are three things you want to be associated with?

art, sleeping, reading and um idk?? tbh??? like maybe not being shitty and being funny??? idk??? like I don't know????

If you were in a kpop group what position would you hold (ie. leader, main vocal, moodmaker, etc) feel free to tag your mutuals and who they would be!

um hm im a moody binch bonch so probably moodmaker?? mir is main dancer cause yes duh ivy is leader cause she's the only sane one kennedy I feel would be a great rapper like she got that chic thing going she could do it I feel??? and cloud would be our talent tbh??? nom would be the maknae cause she's small I feel! Jeddy would be my happy virus bud cause she's a fun and funny gal ( I love) Jamie ALSO ONE OF OUR TALENTS wow yes I feel a main vocal here she’d go solo and be singing ballads left and right! JESS WOULD BE THE SWEET MOTHER MEMBER THAT EVERYONE LOVES AND IS JUST THE SOFTEST,,,A SUNSHINE GAL.

If you could have any wild animal as a tame pet what would it be?? (i’m ocelot loyal all the way)

damn idk I'm like horrible at taking care of things (including myself) so like honest id just stick to the kit kats

What is your opinion on mint chocolate chip ice cream? (for maj)

The best ice cream (tho I can't eat it anymore and its very cursed)

Nom’s Questions!

how are you? :D

I’m good Nom thanks for asking!

sad ballads or happy upbeat songs?

Im a ballad ho these days they are honestly all I listen to anymore, but I do love me an good upbeat song I'm just slightly more picky about them!

fave anime movie?

ok tie between Whisper of the Heart and Howl’s Movie Castle, I honestly need to see more that arent Ghibli!

dogs or cats?

Cats! (my dog is practically a cat tbh)

do you keep stuffed animals in your room?

I have one! its a portal companion cube! its not technically an animal BUT I LOVE IT ANYWAY ITS ALL IVE GOT!!!! also if you count tsum tsums I've got a few big hero 6 ones!

someone you miss?

My dad, its been especially hard lately.

describe your phone case?

its like rainbow watercolor! I have a pop socket that matches

favorite lore/myths?

Not technically myth or lore but Beowolf! I've seen the movie at least 40 times and I've read the epic! generally I find northern european mythology/literature to be more interesting than southern. but if we’re going for like ubran myths tbh not really my thing ahahaha.

eardbuds or headphones?

both for different things! but when I first listen to an album I like to listen with my headphones!

can I steal your heart?

you already have ~~~~~~~

favorite thing about your ult bias?

His sensitivity and kind heart! I love a sweet boy! Also I'm really here for Boo’s cheeks!

Jamie’s Questions!

If you could only listen to one song for the rest of your life what would it be and why?

ohhh there are a few songs that I really really love, Heize’s Star is a song that I listen to daily and I feel like I could listen to it for the rest of my life! also September by The Shins! Miracle Aligner by The Last Shadow Puppets also. Idk man I just really love songs with a mystical quality to them.

If you were in a kpop group what would your group be called and what would your fandom name be?

BINCH AND OUR FANDOM NAME WOULD BE BONCHES

If you could acquire mastery over ONE skill instantly, what would you pick and why?

Singing!! its just about the only kind of musical talent I think I’d be any good at! Im a vocalist ho I just want to be like my favessssss

First reaction if you spotted your favorite celebrity on the street?

I would literally hide so fast omg

First reaction if your favorite celebrity followed you on your favorite social media site?

SCREAMING ALL THE LOVE FOR BOO SEUNGKWAN 24/7 and literally only doing art of him and nonstop posting it

Snap your fingers and you get to steal your favorite outfit off of a kpop idol. What outfit do you pick, off of whom, and why?

OK literally all of Soonyoungs airport looks cause damn that boy does not get enough credit for his fashion (he's the best dressed in the group fite me)

If you were to get a painless tattoo that you could remove with the press of a button, what would you get and where would you get it?

umm probably something really pretty? and colorful? I'm not sure what put I like  arm tattoos!

What is your most prized possession?

probably my laptop?? also my collection of sketchbooks!

What’s a YouTube/online challenge that you have always wanted to try?

Im always interested to try those youtube art challenges, I've done the three marker challenge before and the draw this again challenge also!

You get a guarantee that your favorite celebrity will see your social media post but you only get 100 characters. What do you say to them?

I would literally just send my art to them! I feel like it says more than 100 characters can!

You wake up in your dream room. What does it look like?

LITERALLY A LIBRARY AND LIKE NICE AND DARK AND WARM BUT NOT TOO WARM LOTS OF BLANKETS

Kennedy’s Questions!

Make a 10-song playlist for your current mood.

it is here

What vine do you quote the most?

what is that?? who you fighting?

What do you value most in a friend?

I like people who are good listeners! but also people can keep a conversation going! But really tho just genuine kindness and openness.

If you could learn any kpop choreography instantly, what would you learn?

DAMN THIS IS HARD, so many great ones that I love a lot but probably Red Flavor?

If you go to your Tumblr activity page, who does it say is your “number one fan?”

damn Idk them so I'm not gonna like tag them or something lol

What is your ideal clothing style?

I like simple dark clothing that is comfortable.

What is your favorite Snapchat filter?

I really like the ugly ones tbh I don't use them enough

What subject would you like to study, but wouldn’t necessarily want to make a career out of? (for example: I really want to learn about botany!)

psychology, I really love learning about how people work.

Would you rather be constantly half an hour early to everything, or constantly 15 minutes late?

early of course, I hate being late

Would you rather have a single day to spend with your top bias or a week to spend with your number 2 bias?

damn neither??? ahahah no a day with boo would be very blessed!

If you could bring back any disbanded OR inactive group, who would you bring back?

F(X) BINCH I NEED MORE MUSIC

My Questions!

if you had to chose one kpop stage outfit to wear for the rest of your life which would you choose?

favorite music video aesthetic?

Group you are most excited for in 2018?

Recommend me some underrated kpop songs/groups?

If you could join any group other than your bias group who would you join and why?

Favorite soloist? and some song recs?

Childhood Story? (thanks Cloud)

Were you in any fandoms before you got into kpop, if so what were they?

Favorite Comeback/debut of 2017?

astrological sign? Myers Briggs type? Hogwarts House (I'm a Gemini, infp, and Gryffindor)

Random question but what are your favorite names?

Tagging : @s-lay-ing @sambashua @achuu-nice @indiepoptime @yongpal-i (y'all can do mine if you feel like it!) @forgetjunnot @babybyuny @kae-popx @kiheehyunie @jeonwoooo @trbldean130 @howcaniwait @joshhjs @maetaamong and if you’ve already done this you don't have to do it again ahahahaha I feel like everyone has done it already lol

ok thats it do it if you want!

#ok so this literally would not post help me #thanks again for the tag #BYE #tag

[chamaelhyun]

so i just finished reading stephen king’s it...

... and i have too much feelings for it i think i have to write everything down, more for myself than for anything else lmao

first and foremost, bill loves georgie so much just thinking about them makes me so fucking soft??? and georgie kissing him on his cheek that day legit brought tears to my eyes knowing what’s gonna happen to him

also, stanley did not take that fucking bath i refuse to believe it no sir

“it was easier to be brave when you were someone else” - richie tozier

eddie my dear boy why would you marry your mother smh

ben loves beverly so much okay!!!!

i feel like bill and eddie’s friendship is so underrated so let me just put it right here -- bill thinks of eddie as his only real friend prior to everything that happened that summer and eddie "would have died for bill", if bill had asked him he would have just responded: “sure, big bill.. you got a time in mind yet?”

"..richie’s mouth was like a half-tamed horse that has a way of bolting for absolutely no reason at all” uhHHH IF THIS AINT THE TRUEST THING LMAO

“maybe sometimes things didn’t just go wrong and then stop; maybe sometimes they just kept going wronger and wronger until everything was totally fucked up”

“HE HAD HATED IT WHEN RICHIE CALLED HIM EDS... BUT HE HAD SORT OF LIKED IT, TOO” OKAYYYYYYY 

eddie loves bill like a big brother or a father if this isnt the purest thing ever im crying

RICHIE LIKES PINCHING EDDIE’S CHEEKS OKAY DO NOT TOUCH ME “i hate it when you do that, richie” “ah, you love it, eds” 

i’m such a trash but richie!!! winking!!! at!!! eddie!!!

uhh richie telling eddie about his ambition when they were hanging out in eddie’s garage??? good shit right here

from eddie’s pov -- richie has an “enchanting, often exhausting charm” okay

the savage bill that usually comes out when richie is being such a little shit, i love it!! “best part of you ran down your father’s leg” kids pls lmao

UGHH I’M SUCH A REDDIE TRASH BUT RICHIE??? PINCHING EDDIE’S CHEEKS??? WHILE COOING “CUTE, CUTE, CUTE”???? sign me the fuck up

stan “i think that must have been my father” the man

“it was just richie. he could drive you bugshit.. but it was still sort of nice to have him around” oh eddie spaghetti

isn’t it adorable how whenever richie says something which eddie thinks is bullshit but he isnt really sure is bullshit, he just turns to bill for confirmation??? “is there such a thing as a sift bill” 

“you know about fucking, don’t you, eds?” uhhh richie dont corrupt my innocent little son like this??? (tho of course my son is well aware thanks to this taliendo boy?? whoever he is??)

uh ben is such a genius??? youngest architect y’all. this. my son. right here.

that time when they were caught by mr. nell building the dam and everybody -- even richie himself -- was like, “shut the fuck up richie gdi!!!” and stan was holding on to richie’s arm ready to squeeze him hard if he starts being a little shit it’s like one of my faves of them idek why it’s just so funny to me??

also, richie is such a trash for bill istg??? “..maybe just seeing bill’s eyes light up with their own excitement was enough” ???

ONE OF MY MOST FAVORITE RICHIE MOMENTS (and there’s a lot considering he’s my fave loser) -- him making bill feel better and less guilty about georgie’s death and then comforting bill, tho awkwardly, when the latter started crying 

uh idk if i maybe missed it in the book or in the movie but why is almost the entire fandom saying that his parents dont give a shit about richie?? cause i think out of all the losers, his parents are fairly regular (bill said so himself) he even gets to joke around with them?? and from richie’s pov: “he could read both of his parents like books -- well-worn and well-loved books” so im really kinda confused??

“they’ll pinch my cheeks and tell me how much i’ve grown” “that’s cause they know how cute you are, eds -- just like me. i saw what a cutie you were the first time i met you” uhh richie how many times are you gonna call eddie cute?? well i dont really blame you, my son is a reaal cutie

also!!!! bev and richie’s frienship??? hello why was it not in the movie????? cigarette buddies??? my badass babies??? 

richie: “likes bev a lot. well, he likes her, but not that way.’

also richie: *blushes and flustered when bev teased him if he was asking her out on a date*

ben not believing himself when he told richie to shut up, oh child you have all the right in the world to make him shut up lmao

bill and richie are like two of the bravest losers but after escaping the werefolf from the neibolt house they both just hugged each other and cried and oh my god my poor sons they do not deserve any of this theyre just kids ffs

uhhh beverly on the plane on the way back to derry was just a mess who couldnt stop laughing and just?? if i could smack tom rogan i would gladly do so and her father too for good measure

ben and bev and eddie just hysterically laughing is my aesthetic my kids deserve all the happiness in the world pls

ben always stands up for bev he’s so sweet?? he doesnt even care much what others say to him as long as they arent disrespecting bev and i just????

my pure innocent eddie not understanding why bev isnt allowed to have boys into the house when there inst anyone else there oh boy so precious

what’s worse than frightening stan uris? offending him, that’s right

the losers have forgotten about each other for more than twenty years but when they remembered and met up again its like nothing has changed at all????

uhh richie trying to calm eddie down but the latter just rounded on him telling him not to call him eds!!! and not to pinch his cheeks!!! cause he hates it!!! and richie recoiled and just?? my heart hurts

BEEP-BEEP RICHIE

“i wish stan was here” you and me both mikey

“she wouldve died for him” why are they all willing to die for bill oh god these kids

“he thrusts his fists against the posts and still insists he sees the ghosts”

dafuq richie is really so funny istg??? im not playing favorites with my kids here but he’s so funny?? his voices are so funny i hate him lmao

The Apocalyptic Rockfight (need i say more?????)

excuse me but richie (and bev) taking care of eddie after said rockfight

bill is like the president of the losers club and richie is his right hand man am i right or amirite

I JUST LOVE HOW THESE LOSERS KEEP SAYING THEY LOVE EACH OTHER??? they’re so vocal about it and just??? idc if they were, like, brought together by this turtle to fight it,, their friendship is one of a kind and they deserve all the best thinsg in life

“stan did not have much sense of humor, and the bit he did have was sort of peculiar” UHH I SHOULDNT BE LAUGHING THIS HARD

“i don’t call you dick, as in ‘you got any gum on ya, dick?’“ OHH EDDIE STRIKES BACK YES

uhm excuse the fuck outta me but richie called eddie “my love” do not fucking touch me

“the losers are still losing, but stanley uris is finally ahead” uhhh fuck you pennywise???

I JUST LOVE IT WHEN THE LOSERS ARE BEING KIDS AND JUST PLAYING AROUND TOGETHER HAPPILY this is how it shouldve been anyways they should all just be happy and protected 

stan catching the losers’ crazy yup

BEVERLY MARSH IS BADASS WHO DONT NEED PROTECTING JUST BECAUSE SHES A GIRL YOU TELL THEM LOSERS, HON

richie being so proud of them, of his friends?? losers or not losers?? he;s just proud that theyre all together?? im so soft

"he shouldnt be down here” - richie when he heard eddie coughing when they were in the smokehole im such a reddie trash i feel like i notice every little thing between them lol

bill is eddie’s hero it’s canon

EDDIE MY BOY STANDING UP TO HIS MOTHER YOU GO SON

uhh when the losers visited eddie in the hospital and not even richie was smiling uhh why dont you just step on my heart???

“no good friends. no bad friend. only people you want, need to be with; people who build their houses in your heart.”

"it hurts, doesn’t it?” “yeah, why, sure. it hurts.” RICHIE CRYING CAUSE OF STAN SOMEBODY HOLD ME

richie asking for eddie’s aspirator and the others doing the same before they entered the house on neibolt street

UHH EDDIE IS LIKE THE LITERAL BABY OF THE LOSERS DON’T FIGHT ME ON THIS he’s often called cute (by richie of course) and often described as fragile, vulnerable and beautiful. and also,ticklish. so yup. a baby. The Baby.

“sure i can. i was alone last time. this time i’m with my friends.” SEE AN ACTUAL BABY THAT MUST BE PROTECTED AT ALL COSTS

“anyone who tries to steal your aspirator, we kill him. but we kill him slow.” oh richie just say outright that youll protect the baby itsokay son say it

“hey eddie needs help okay?” richie making sure the baby is properly assisted by the losers (ok im such a trash really, sue me)

stan,,,,, makes me so sad istg yes he’s like the weakest among the losers in some ways but he was brave enough to go with them that summer okay and that says so much about my poor baby!! “i don’t have anything” YOU HAVE YOUR FRIEMNDS SON PLS DONT HURT ME LIKE THIS

IT IS SCARED OF THESE SEVEN KIDS HA

uhh can i just say,, i love all my children,,, but no to cheating pls????

these kids are such,,, kids lmao that part where eddie wanted a lick on richie’s ice cream (i think) and richie’s like no??? germs??? sharing??? your mom wouldnt like it?? then began to eat faster and eddie’s just like, i’ll chance it. so richie reluctantly let him have a taste but snatched it away quick lmao then stan offered his to eddie

“she says henrys gone crazy” “shit you mean he used to be sane??” richie istg

baby eddie!!!!! richie’s like no eds youre not going your arm is still broken and bill’s like he has to so walk with me eddie ill keep an eye on you (and protect you and carry you on my back and)

that moment when eddie called the others fucking pussies cause he’s doing that mashed potatoes all over it and he’s got a broken arm!!!!! ahhh i love this kid so much?????

and then after when the eye is gone and richie is mimicking eddie and was like “not too shabby, eds” and eddie was all “i hate it when you call me eds” and richie just goes i know and HUGGED EDDIE and says, “but somebody has to toughen you up, eds...” I LOVE THEM SO MUCH?????

FUCKKKKKK it’s the part when my kid’s arm got cut off and my heart just hurts so fucking much????? he doesnt deseve this?? none of them does????

‘richie was weaving and tumbling toward him like a drunk at the end of a long hard night’ “--eds--” STAB ME IN THE HEART WHY DONT YOU

 “richie, don’t call me eds. you know i..i...” FUCK YOU ALL I HATE YOU ALL

uhhh lets not talk about that thing that happened so they could get out of there im still so fukcing disturbed??? 

“son, you did real good” i wouldve smacked this turtle thing or whatever had i been a loser,,, i mean???

“we gotta get him out of here” “it’s too dark, you know.. it’s too dark. eds.. he.” RICHIE MY POOR BOY MY SON MY MOST PRECIOUS SOBBING OVER HIS BELOVED

“fuck you, bitch!!!” 

ben and beverly yes its what they both deserve

“even if we forget each other, we’ll remember in our dreams”

mike went through so much,,, i mean he was the only one who stayed in derry and looked into all that happened there beginning from god knows when. he was scared as fuck when the killings started again but he put off calling the others cause he wanted to be absolutely sure it is back before he disrupts the other losers’ lives??? he wasnt envious whatsoever of the success of the other losers even though the difference between him and them is so fucking vast?? he accepted it -- that he stayed in derry for a reason and that is to call the others back to finally end it hwen it comes back. he has done all these and more. let us not sleep on him. my boy deserves all the love and recognition he deserves. 

YOU KNOW WHAT FUCKS ME UP SO MUCH IT’S NOT JUST THE DEATHS OF MY KIDS it’s the fact that after everything theyve gone through together, they forgot about each other in the end

but maybe it was better for them too. to not think about the nightmares. to not think about the lives lost. but is forgetting really better than not knowing at all?

they went thorugh so much together and in the end they’ll forget

maybe cause as richie said, “nothing lasts forever”

#books what have you done with my feelings #wrote this entire thing down entirely for my own benefit so that i wouldnt forget #like these kids theyvre forgotten #but no really cause i tend to forget details of what ive read after a long time and i dont want to forget how much i love these kids #i think this turned out to be more of a reddie post but i just coulnt help it lmao i love these kids so much???? #anyway #stephen king's it

[thirstyfortom]

Haunted house with the twins and MC and it's pretty tame but MC still gives a little scream/giggle to play along? Saeran however goes to protect her as a knee jerk reaction to not wanting her be afraid?

Countdown to the Cake: 10

Worth it

Saeranx MC

Fluff

Ugh. Thatis so stupid! What is Saeyoung even thinking? How did he manage to make Saeranleave the peace of his room to go to this haunted house wannabe? The mold inthe wall is obviously a paper wall, for fuck’s sake!

“Thank youfor coming, Saeran. I’m glad you’re here.” Ah yes, that’s why he’s here. Youand your annoyingly adorable smile convinced him to join you and Saeyoung onthis tour. His brother is an idiot, he’ll probably get scared and hug you, andyou’ll be the nice little thing you are and tell him everything is fine, pathis back and smile in reassurance, ugh… you’re so predictable.

“I…” hefeels like saying he’s glad to be here, but nah, too cheesy. “Watch your steps,there must be one of those moving tiles here somewhere.”

“Yep, justfound it.” Ugh, Saeyoung… he almost forgot his brother was just a few stepsahead of you two.

He keepswalking by your side, hands on his pockets and quick glances at you. Does hereally think he’s being subtle? Aw… time to show him what being subtle is allabout. That tile looks loose, if you step on it… the creak echoes down thehallway, you gasp a little and stop walking.

“I told youto watch your steps.” Saeran says with hints of annoyance.

“I’m trying!It’s just… so dark here…” you look around, squinting your eyes. Ugh… it’s notthat dark if he can see you doing such a cute frown.

“Here, grabmy hand.” But he can’t waste time, the sooner this ends, the bet…oh, your handis so soft, how does it smell like? Wait… what?

“Guys, inthe kitchen!” Saeyoung’s voice reaches you ears.

“Come on,Saeran!” you tight the grip and run a little, making him run too to keep it up.Does it smell like your hair, perhaps? You hair usually smells nice…

“Check. It.Out!” Saeyoung points to the table where this pink mesh of meat shines. “ Abrain!”

“No. It’s ameatloaf.”  Saeran states bluntly. “Andthe entrails are spaghetti.”

“Oh… right…FOOD WAR!” Saeyoung picks a little of the meat and threats to throw in youdirection, you giggle. He’s…he’s not serious, right?”

“Don’t youdare throwing things at her.” He says bluntly, and Saeyoung immediately putsdown the meat. “Do you want to go upstairs or whatever?”

“Yeah, Iwould love to.”

“I wastalking to her, actually.” You giggle, Saeyoung smirks at you, he knows whatyou’re up to, doesn’t he?

“Fine. Youtwo can go. I’ll stay here and see what mysteries the fireplace holds. Probablysome old photos of a kid who died here a long time ago? How come the photo didn’tturn to ashes? Buuuuuuu…” his voice echoes as he steps out of the kitchen. Idiot.

You twoclimb the stairs, still holding hands. Why is it so warm? Or is his hand toocold? Ugh… it must feel like holding a corpse’s hand…  see? That would be really scary. But he doesn’twant you to feel scared.

“What is yourthing with my brother?” wait, what? How thinking of a corpse led him to this?

“Thing?”

“Are youguys… dating?”

“No.” youscoff, the way you deny it is kinda amusing. “We’re friends… no, not friendswith benefits, if you’re wondering.” Damn it!  How did you know ? “Why do you ask?”

“I thoughtyou liked him.”

“And I do,but as friends. I… like someone else in that… way.”

“Ah, theactor or the rich guy?” why does he care?

“None.” Yougiggle. Your laugh makes him want to laugh, but your laugh isn’t funny, so whatthe hell? “Uhh… a stair to the basement… what secrets does it hold? Buuuu…” whyit isn’t that annoying when you do it? “Can you hold it while I climb up?”

“Okay.” Oh,your skirt… it’s bouncing… it bounces when you switch your legs to reach a newstair, he’s seeing…  black panties? Nice…

Wait! No!That’s not nice! Don’t girls use shorts behind their skirts? Wait, how does heeven know that? Ugh… why being close to you makes him act like his brother?

“Hurry!”that’s all he can say, looking away. Or at least trying, but there’s thatlittle bare skin of your thighs between your pantyhose and your skirt… is it assmooth as it looks? Pervert.

“Meh. Whata disappointment… there’s nothing here.” You get down while he’s still holdingthe stairs. Why… why is he not moving as your turn your body to face him? “What?”

“W-wearsome shorts.” He looks away, what is that? Is he… is he blushing? Aww… how canyou resist to the urge of hugging him?

I’ll tellyou how, listen to Saeyoung’s scream coming from downstairs.

“Ugh, whatis this idiot doing now?” he growls in annoyance. Didn’t he like beinginterrupted? But interrupted in what exactly? “Let’s go.”

He grabsyour hand again and leads you downstairs, stomping. He really didn’t like beinginterrupted, huh? Good to know…

“What thehell are you up to, your fool?” no answer in the living room. And no Saeyoungeither.

“Saeyoung?Come out! That’s not funny!” nothing. Fucking idiot, if you ever talked to himlike that, he would come immediately, your assertive tone is actually kindascary.

The powergoes out, now it’s dark for real. You let out a low gasp and move towardsSaeran your arm touching his.

“Saeran?”

“Don’tworry. It’s part of the show.”  Hopefully…

Then youhear steps, but not regular ones, it’s like a whole bunch of feet tripping overthemselves, almost like centipede ones. Okay, Saeran must admit, this is kindacool, finally some action here and… oh shit!

“BUUUU!”

“AHHHHHHHH!”

A scream. Aflashlight. A face. A punch. A hug.

“What thehell, Saeran? Why you did that for?” Saeyoung says, his voice is whiny andsound like it’s coming from the floor, like he’s lay down.

“Turn thelights on, asshole, or I’ll punch you again!”

“Fine, fine…”

The lightsare back. Saeran sees his brother squirming on the floor and you… arms wrappedaround his neck, shaking, your face buried in his chest… he doesn’t even think,his arms must be around your waist.

“I-it’s fine… you’ll be fine… T-there, there…” There there? What the hell, Saeran?

The nightends up in the ice cream shop. Your treat, since this was all your idea. Ugh…why do you have to be so nice? Neither of them deserve it!

“I stilldon’t know how this makes me feel better…” Saeyoung mutters.

“Ice creamshops have ice, ice for your black eye.” You say carefully.

“So dohospitals.”

“Don’toverreact, it’s not that bad, you can put make up or whatever.” His brother’seyes gleam.

“Make up?Oh… you do know how to make me feel better, bro!” fucking weirdo…

“Whatever.I’m going to the bathroom. You… you can have a taste of my ice cream if youwant to.” He gives another one of his quick glances, a light pink across hischeeks who insisted on staying ever since that hug. He opens his mouth to saysomething else, but gives up and goes to the bathroom.

“This wasnot part of our plan, MC!” Saeyoung pouts “It was hard getting those stepsrecord in good quality, you know?”

“I know, I’mso sorry, I had no idea he was going to punch you.”

“And youhad no idea he was going to hug you back either?” your time to blush.

“Uhm, now Iknow I should never follow your ideas to getting closer to him! I knew it hadto be my way, but no, I had to give it a shot to your plan, and look how itended! An expensive bill in ice cream and a black eye!”

“MC?”

“Yes?”

“Worth it.”

Saeranstares at his reflection in the mirror. What was that? That need of hugging youback? That urge of holding you and never let you go?  For one moment, he felt like your fears, yourdoubts, your vulnerability, all of that was his. Ugh… but he punched hisbrother! He shouldn’t have done that! Why did he act so impulsive? Why the onlything in his mind in that moment was protecting you, no matter what?

Ugh, but hehurt his brother! This was bad! No, you know what’s really bad? Now he’ll haveto… ughhhh, apologize. But then, he smells the collar of his shirt, it smellslike you…

“Worth it.”

You can see the other days here!

#mystic messenger fics #mystic messenger #saeran choi #saeran x mc #choimatos b-day #countdown to the cake

[jmkitsune]

All the questions for the inappropriate asks

....hoooo boy...uhhh ok...THIS IS GOIN UNDER A CUT

When was the last time you masturbated?

I don’t generally sooo probably last time I was dating someone who wanted to watch me so yeah

Do you enjoy being fingered/fingering?

Its foreplay and can make a girl feel good sooo yeah duh

How do you feel about food during sex?

you want ants? THATS HOW YA GET ANTS....

sorry uhhh *shrugs never came up sooo no opinion

What do you do directly after sex?

uhh *thinks* well last time/partner- generally cuddled, snuggled and such then would both fall asleep together

Cuddle with the tip in?

*thinks* ya know...not gonna lie...don’t think this has happened yeah no havent done this

What’s the nastiest sexual thing you’ve done?

uhhhh sorry I got nothin, my sex life has been like tame as hell

Name a follower you would fuck.

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAA nope sorry lol I’ll get in trouble

Name a follower you have fucked.

someone I follow? no one

someone that follows me- yeah no one

What’s the sexiest part of your body?

*looks at myself* .... ask my exes? I don’t fuckin no lol like I’m gonna be honest I’m gonna cop out and say my tattoos or somethin cause I don’t find myself sexy lol

FuckMarryKill: DJ Khalid, Rick Ross, Fat Joe

pass cause I only know khalid and just yeah pass

Would you ever be with a trans person?

I mean hasn’t came up, I’m demi so I’d have to be into a trans woman to find out, and since that hasn’t happened to my knowledge (none of the women I’ve been interested in/with have came out as trans women) I am gonna go with- until it happens who knows

Riding dick or doggy style?

in terms of which do I like? I like my girlfriend to ride and i like doggy equally not gonna lie both have perks and appeal

Ever fucked in a school?

hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha

no really though- I was sleeping in school, and my gf in hs dropped out...twice sooo no sex in school

Most random place you’ve had sex?

uhh good question...shower? yeah that’s probably the most random

Would you ever be part of the mile high club?

eh if I’m dating someone and she is adventurous I’d consider it? I’m awkward as fuck so she’d have to really encourage that it’d be ok XD

Name three of your spots.

that spot near your jaw/behind ear,

uh *shrugs* yeah I honestly can’t think of more than that XD I’m terrible

Fuck on the first date?

see only if I have known them long enough to see them sexually like, I’ve dated someone I knew for years so there was already a strong as fuck connection allowing for it...but there have also been women I’ve dated that I didn’t see her sexually for months sooo

Do you suck dick?

I do not

Do you eat ass?

I have not, haven’t been asked to, haven’t thought bout it seriously, sooo yeah no

Do you eat pussy?

have only with one girlfriend not gonna lie

Do you like kissing?

LOVE kissing its very intimate and such

Is farting during sex sexy?

....no?

Ever fucked in the shower?

yeah it sucked

don’t do it

bad

VERY BAD IDEA

How old were you when you lost your virginity?

uhhh 15...16?

Do you prefer sex in the morning, afternoon, or night?

when I’m horny? position of sun does not matter?

Do you like drunk sex?

I don’t drink anymore and I won’t sleep with a woman if she is drunk so nope

Do you like high sex?

I don’t smoke and wouldn’t sleep with someone who is high

FuckMarryKill: Nicki Minaj; Cardi B; Kash Doll

uhhhhh no

When was your first kiss?

had to search my blog for this cause I answered it in the past- 

I was like 15 or so. Was bringing home the gf at the time from a swimming hang out with friends, well my mom said to walk her to the door and I did, and when we got there, she started to walk in and I said I’d see her tomorrow at school and she smiled, picked me up (literally- I was off the ground) kissed me, put me back down, smiled again and nodded. My mom gave me shit the whole way home after that cause how I looked afterwards and such.

How did you meet the person you lost your virginity to?

part of the friendgroup

Have you ever faked an orgasm?

yuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuup

Ever painted/been painted on?

no

You like sex toys?

eh they are fun/cool, like only really used them on my girlfriends in the past soo little/limited experience

What’s your favorite sex position?

mmmm toss between doggy style, her riding me but also I only have done like 3 positions so not experienced much

Sex on a bed, couch, or floor?

I’ve done all three...and I’ll take bed over the other two but not against the other two if the situation comes up ya know?

Do you like car sex?

haven’t done it...but gonna guess I’d have to REALLY want the girl before I say sure cauuse I don’t being in cars much lol

You get instantly horny; what happened?

girl I’m dating is naked? like yeah lol if I’m dating you and you’re undressed or anything odds are it worked

FuckMarryKill: Trey Songz, Chris Brown, August Alsina.

skip boring

Describe your crush.

*stares* uhhhhhhhhhh *whistles innocently* I am sooooooooo gonna catch shit for this

she’s got pretty eyes

fucking nerd in the coolest ways

I made puns and she didn’t groan soo that was cool

shorter than me

can sing REALLY good (even for a banshee)

smart as hell from what I can tell

funny

really cute

very nice

cute voice like when she talks its cute

uhhh gorgeous smile

yeah stopping now cause just moving on

Would you ever be with someone with an incurable STD?

I almost did date someone with an STD, we didn’t work just cause it didn’t click after a few dates soo yeah I guess?

Rate your head game.

only given to one girlfriend and she didn’t mind...or say anything bad so I guess I’m ok? but don’t doubt could use improvement with whomever I go down on next because there is always room to improve in that area?

Rate your sex.

BIG SHRUG EMOJI

Would you fuck someone outside of your race?

been there done that

Describe the type of freak you are.

*crickets chirp* yeahhh see unless I’m with someone/really into them sex is the last thing on my mind really sooooooo lol

Ever tasted your own nut/cum?

I has

Into golden showers?

I AM NOT R.Kelly

Body count: Under or Over 25?

like people I’ve slept with?

4 people no biggie

How do you feel about nipple play?

its hot

Where do you like to be nutted on?

*side eyes*

Which are you better at: topping or bottoming?

SEE...I think this is a dom/sub thing and I have zero bdsm experience sooo

What do you consider “too small?”

well I mean I’m into women so if we’re talking boobs- all boobs are great boobs, yes I prefer bigger boobs so I dunno, if we’re talking bout body size...smallest I’ve dated/slept with was...at the time a size...12? I think? I dunno

Is play fighting foreplay?

like fisticuffs? or like wrestling around the bed teasing each other? cause like I dunno

Do you like angry sex?

nooo when I’m angry I don’t wanna be touched so I don’t think angry sex would work for me

How long should a quickie be?

like a miniskirt- long enough to cover all the details but short enough to be good and interesting

How long is “too long” to have sex?

if we get bored? 

How long is “too long” to go without sex?

ok

I have gone 3.5/4 years without while single, I have gone 6-9 months while with a girlfriend without

if you are with someone who doesn’t want it- you accept it/break up find some sex

if you’re single and aren’t getting any- oh well? I personally am not the type to go “ITS BEEN TOO LONG WOE IS ME” 

Is “no” relevant in a relationship?

...what? like, does my partner have the ability to say no to sex?

yes

if she isn’t in the mood- she says no and its done

period

what kind question is that?!

Do you believe in no-strings-attached sex?

nope

Would you have sex in a public bathroom?

ok now that I see this...this is probably the most random place I’ve had sex...I forgot bout this one 

it was a womans room- a VERY FANCY woman’s room in a mall, like the place was immaculate, THERE WAS A COUCH AND IT WAS SOO COMFY...we didn’t fuck on the couch, I sat on it after while she fixed her hair, I was so comfy and didn’t wanna leave lol

Would you have sex in a changing room?

i dunno, again if the person I am dating said she wanted to and such like I’d be open to think bout it

Who was the last person you had sex with?

my last girlfriend

Describe your type.

funny, smart, creative, nerdy as fuck, compassionate, kind, ambitious

physically though- I like longish/longer hair, bigger boobs, curves/softer body or as one my friend says “squishy body figure” uhhh eyes are like my weakness, if I ever say to you that I love your eyes honestly that means you probably can distract me just by looking at me lol, uhhhh *Shrugs* 

Name 3 turn-ons.

the spot near jaw/behind ear like weak spot of mine

playing with my hair and I don’t let people do that often so if I let you its cause I trust you and probably it’ll eithe relax me and turn me into like a sleepy fox in your lap or turn me on, 50/50

light scratching 

Name 3 turn-offs.

republican

bigot

pot

Name something that would make you stop in the middle of sex.

ok

so this has actually happened >.>

girl I was with kinda said one of her kinks MID sex...and it was’t one I was into so yeah mood died, I’m not gonna say the kink cause there is no kink shaming, like she can do her, but just no not for me, like the WHOLE night was dead after that >.> I actually crashed on her couch cause I was like yeah no

Would you answer a phone call during sex?

no

Would you ever pay for sex?

no

Would you accept money for sex?

hahahah I’m not worth money, trust me

How do you typically feel after sex?

cuddly, affectionate, clingy

Do you like your body?

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOPE

Ever sent nudes?

I has

Have you ever cheated on someone?

accused of it

haven’t done it

Have you ever been cheated on?

yuuuuuup

Would you have a threesome?

not gonna lie- probably not

like if I love someone and am sleeping with them, I really don’t think someone else would blip on my radar

Would you have a foursome?

see above

Would you take part in an orgy?

no

Would you let’s train be ran on you?

WHAT?!

How often do you masturbate?

don’t generally

Sex with the lights on or off?

both

Sex with music or tv in the background?

if I had to pick one of the two? tv probably, music would just I dunno

Do you have a cousin you’d fuck if you weren’t related?

no like a billion times no, I grew up with ALLLLL my friends wanting to bang my cousin, just no

In your last relationships, rate the sex?

mmmm didn’t have sex often so I don’t wanna rate it unfairly to be honest

Do you sleep naked?

only did when I was dating my ex, not something I generally do

How often do you go commando?

never

Are your nipples pierced? If not, would you get them pierced?

no and no

Do you dive right into sex, or converse first?

depends? wait like with someone new? if you mean like talk bout sex, learn each others stuff before fucking- yeah I try to, I wanna know what you like, what dont like, etc so that we don’t make it weird for each other and it can be enjoyed

After taking your clothes off, what’s the first move?

I have no “moves” I literally kinda just go with whatever happens >.>

Do you make the first move?

*shrugs*

Have you ever had sex with more than one person in a day?

I snorted at this but no

Do you like dryhumping ?

eh not gonna lie- like hearing the question and thinking my mind says “thats sooo high school dating” but I know thats not what it means

Can you twerk or do a split on a dick?

no

Have you ever been recorded during sex?

no

Do you watch porn during sex?

I don’t watch porn

After fucking, do you try becoming friends with a one night stand?

never done a one night --well TRIED to but couldn’t so no

What’s your kink?

my kink is fucking the woman I love whenever she wants as much as we want?

Would you hook up with the same hook-up again?

don’t do hook ups

Ever made a relationship from a one night stand?

tried it didn’t click

How romantic are you during sex?

depends on the sex, sometimes it can be romantic, other times it can be just we’re both horny sooo no time for romance?

Describe your sex in 5 words or less.

I do not even know?

#anons #askmestuff