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051093 · 4 years

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longing | v

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pairing: jihyun “v” kim x reader

genre: canon compliant, angst w/ an actual happy ending bc the game’s version wasn’t enough for me, reunions! yay, platonic jumin x reader

description: it’s been two years since you last saw v, but he reappears where you least expect it — at the r.f.a. party. and his feelings haven’t changed. not one bit.

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The party is so full of love and light that you can’t help but go the entire night with the biggest smile on your face.

Initially, you were nervous, and so were the other members. Two years ago was the catastrophe with Rika; it’d taken so long for the group to heal, and you weren’t sure if they were emotionally recovered enough to hold a successful party.

But everyone did their part as diligently as they could, from Jumin using his massive network to publicize the fundraiser, Luciel layering the building and guest information with cybersecurity, and Jaehee’s decorations and catering and other party logistics. Yoosung and Zen’s moral support and guest suggestions gave you plenty of work to do as well. As a result of your combined efforts, the party is positively glistening on this beautiful night, containing a record-breaking number of guests and an atmosphere filled with camaraderie.

You’re so busy that you seem to be in three different places at once, but you don’t mind. This is the happiest you and the members have been in a while. You can feel it, and you love it.

When you finally get the chance to catch your breath, you come across a group of five familiar figures standing together near the stage, and you beam at the sight of them.

“Hey, you guys!” You call, heading towards them.

They turn and smile at the sight of you. “Hey, you,” Zen says warmly, draping a fond arm over your shoulder. “I feel like I haven’t seen you all night. How’re things going?”

“Great,” you return with a relieved sigh. “It’s an amazing party. Everyone seems so happy.”

“All thanks to you!” Yoosung chirps. “You invited so many great guests.”

“I don’t think I’ve ever seen Luciel so happy,” Jaehee says with an exasperated smile. “Although I can’t help but continue to qustion whether or not longcat’s upbringing was ethical.”

“Of course it was!” Seven assures with a bright grin. “I would never condone animal abuse.”

“Questionable,” Jumin mutters into his champagne.

“Hey, hey, we’re getting off topic,” Yoosung cuts in. “We were giving Y/N our congratulations for putting the party together.”

A chorus of gratitude ensues. You laugh, embarrassed. “Ah, I only did my job.”

“Humble as always,” Zen tsks. “Take more pride for an accomplishment like this, babe.”

“I am proud! But I can’t possibly take all the credit,” you say, smiling. “We couldn’t have done it without each other.”

“That’s right.” Jumin tips his champagne glass your way. “Congratulations, Y/N. And congratulations to all of us as well.”

“Congratulations to all of us,” Zen repeats, holding up his glass. “First and last time I’ll ever quote that pompous ass.”

Six glasses clink merrily. Amiable conversation continues for a few minutes before Yoosung nearly drops his champagne in remembering that he left an entire table undecorated. He and Saeyoung hurry off to handle it. Zen later spots a group of women in the corner practically drooling over him and makes a flamboyant stroll their way, charm in full force. Jumin receives word that his father’s arrived, and Jaehee nearly sprints to meet the chairman at the door — but Jumin lingers behind after she’s gone.

“Y/N.” He turns to you with a thoughtful gaze. “I’ve been meaning to ask you something.”

The expression on his face says it all. You can’t help but sigh. “I think I already know what it is.”

He chuckles. “I apologize. It feels like I’m nagging. I’m just worrying about you, you know that.”

You do know that, and it’s been that way for all of the last two years. Jumin and you formed a close bond after V left, and you’ve leaned on him for everything from advice to support or just a listening ear. You found solace in his wisdom and honesty, and V’s departure would’ve been all the more painful to you if Jumin hadn’t been around.

“Go on, then,” you say.

“Exactly two years ago today, the first party you organized was cancelled because of V’s injury. Anniversaries tend to bring back memories, wanted or not,” Jumin says. “You seem to be doing well tonight, but you also hide your feelings quite well. So, if the truth is different from how it looks…tell me.”

You fall silent, thinking.

Every time you close your eyes, the ghost of V’s face is painted against the inside of your eyelids, his warm smile, kind eyes, loving gaze and all, and there’s no denying the poignant sadness that’s existed within you since he left. You miss him; your worry grows more and more every day not knowing when he’ll come back, if ever.

But, at the same time, you’ve been met with so much support from the RFA that you’ve been able to fall back into routine. You’ve learned to coexist with the emptiness that V left behind. You’ve found it in you to smile again.

You don’t verbalize any of this to Jumin, but you know he already knows.

“It is how it looks,” you say, a small smile appearing on your face. “I’m doing well.”

His voice softens. “You’re sure?”

You meet his eyes steadily. “I’m sure.”

“Good.” He straightens, satisfied. “I’m glad to hear it.”

“Thank you for checking on me, though.” You reach over to touch his hand. “Thank you for everything, Jumin.”

“On the first day you entered our chatroom, I had an inkling that you had a strong resolve and an even stronger heart. You’ve done nothing but prove me right since.” Jumin gives your hand a reassuring squeeze. “So I should be thanking you, Y/N. For your will power and friendship.”

The two of you exchange smiles before Jumin glances at the entrance. “I should go greet my father.”

“Yes, of course.”

“You’ll be okay on your own?” He gives you a nod of farewell. “Right, then. I’ll see you later.”

He strides into the crowd, and you’re alone once again.

You meant what you told Jumin about being okay. Nevertheless, the conversation leaves you in a bit of a weird mood, and you want to get some space from the crowd. You remember that Jaehee mentioned a storage room behind the stage and make your way towards it.

. . . .

Jumin is about to respond to something his father said when an unfamiliar man steps through the door.

The stranger has cream-colored hair, striking mint eyes, a baby pink suit, lanky proportions. He’s unlike anyone Jumin’s ever seen, but familiar in ways he can’t lay a finger on, as if he’s met a different version of him. The stranger looks around nervously, then turns to speak to a second man who follows him in shortly after — and Jumin’s eyes widen.

This second man he knows.

This second man he knows better than anyone.

“Father,” he says, cutting off the older man in the middle of his sentence. “I — there’s something urgent I must tend to.”

Jumin sees Jaehee’s concerned expression from the corner of his eye. “Assistant Kang, introduce my father to the owner of the winery, if you will. I remember my father saying he was interested in purchasing a vineyard.”

“Yes, Mr. Han,” Jaehee says. Jumin knows Jaehee doesn’t like being alone with his father, but desperate measures. “Is everything okay?”

“Yes.” Jumin looks away without giving them a second glance. “Forgive me.”

He can’t take his eyes off the man as he walks towards him. Same unmistakable aqua hair, same tall frame and lean build, same air of elegance.

Something comes undone inside him when he realizes that his best friend is back, something he didn’t realize had been coiled up all this time. He lets out a shuddering breath. His Adam’s apple trembles.

Jumin doesn’t say a word, just clasps a hand to the taller man’s shoulder. Striking, colorful eyes meet his.

“V,” he says. “It’s about damn time.”

V smiles at the sight of him. “Jumin. It’s wonderful to see you again.”

“And you,” Jumin returns, his hand dropping back to his side. “It’s been exactly two years. You always were timely.”

“You’ve been keeping track.”

“I’m not the only one.”

The effect his words have on V is immediate: his face changes, his eyes taking on something Jumin can only describe as longing. He knows only because the same look appeared on your face when he asked you about V.

Two years, Jumin realizes, and neither of your feelings have budged an inch. Two years, and you and V still yearn for each other like it’s still day one.

It took his friend a hell of a lot of pain and loss to get here, but he’s finally found love. Not the kind that’s all-consuming and toxic but radiant and happy, the kind you both deserve. The kind you both have.

“She did all this?” V asks, looking over his shoulder towards the main hall.

Jumin nods, then follows his gaze. It was your idea to ask the art organization you invited to help you rent out a museum for the night, and the result is magnificent. Glimmering. Grandiose. Everything that the members could’ve dreamed the RFA party to become. And it really was all thanks to you.

“I last saw her near the stage,” he says, sparing V the trouble of asking. “She won’t have wandered far.”

A few moments of silence pass. V looks for something to say, anything that could accurately convey everything he’s feeling. He settles with drawing Jumin in for a tight embrace.

That says more than any words could.

They part. V turns and steps into the crowd, a head of mint hair walking through the throng of partygoers.

After his friend has left, Jumin turns to the weirdly familiar younger boy with the odd hair and anxious face.

“And who are you?”

. . . .

The “storage room” turns out to be an intricately decorated space with a dazzling chandelier hanging from the ceiling. It looks looks a ballroom more than a closet, but it’s stacked high with boxes and the air smells of dust when you walk in. Though you’re disappointed the room wasn’t put to use for the party, you’re glad you can use its emptiness to gather your thoughts.

For the thousandth time, you find yourself looking back how things were two years ago — how you and V met. Eleven days was all the two of you had, eleven days of chaos and danger and confusion, but just that short period alone was enough. He fell for your unmoving kindness and care towards him, and his consideration and sincerity rendered you deeply infatuated with him in return.

But you found a love that couldn’t yet take flight, one that consisted of things you left unsaid and emotions you swept under the rug. Neither of you were ready. The situation was far too volatile.

Sometimes, you find yourself wondering if there really was anything there. Maybe the two of you just latched onto each other because the circumstances forced your hands. Maybe it was never love, just dependence.

Then, you remember the way his entire demeanor softened when he looked at you, the tenderness in his voice whenever he said your name, the feelings of his arms around you, secure, safe. You remember the sparks and the unspoken yearning that crackled whenever you were in his proximity. You remember his promise that he’d return to you. That he’d love again. And it’s due to this collection of memories you still have faith in what you once had.

“V,” you say with a sad smile. “I hope you’re somewhere safe and sound. And I hope you’re learning to love yourself little by little, wherever you are.

“Take all the time you need. Just…come back to me when you’re ready, okay?”

Silence.

“I’ll be waiting,” you finish weakly.

The room is now heavy and melancholy. You take a deep breath, trying to get a hold of yourself.

Behind you, there’s the sound of cloth shifting against cloth.

Shit! You nearly jump out of your skin. Did someone come in? The room wasn’t empty? Your face flushes crimson at the idea of one of the members or, worse, one of the party guests overhearing your dramatic soliloquy. Someone walks towards you, slow footsteps gradually getting louder. Zen? Jumin? They both walk with that slow saunter. You squeeze your eyes shut in an embarrassed flinch, your mouth opening to say something —

“You won’t need to anymore,” the stranger says.

You’re ripped from present day and brought back to two years ago. Your mind floods with memories you weren’t prepared to relive, all triggered by that achingly familiar voice.

You turn around, your breath hitched in your throat.

So many little things about him have changed. His hair is a few shades paler than before, the sunlight bleaching his his locks from his previous turquoise to a pale periwinkle; the definition of his jawline has sharpened from two years of travel; he wears a beige overcoat and a collared white shirt, an outfit that’s usually too formal for his liking.

Most notably, however, you notice that his entire aura is different.

You see none of the anguish and burden that used to fill his stare. Instead, there’s something you can only describe as radiance , so pure and warm that it reminds you of the morning sun’s rays spilling through a cracked window. Of holding frozen hands close to a crackling campfire. He’s the same in many ways, but brighter and calmer, more confident in his own skin.

Whatever he left to accomplish, he succeeded.

He comes closer, taking tentative steps until you can smell his familiar cologne; you’ve forgotten tall he is, and you have to lift your chin to maintain eye contact. The toes of his dress shoes touch the tips of your kitten heels.

“You’re back,” you whisper.

He nods. “I am.”

There are so many things you want to say to him, but you can’t think of a single one right now. It’s like his presence is driving you into sensory overload, and you’re only acutely aware of the rate at which your heart hammers against your ribcage, so loudly you swear he’s close enough to hear it. The two of you spend a few moments standing in silence, taking in the sight and sound of each other without a word.

Then, unable to stand it any longer, you move towards him. The last thing V hears is your sigh of relief against the shell of his ear before you wrap your arms around his neck.

The first time you hugged him, he’d stood in shocked silence, his arms staying frozen by his side. At the time, he was unable to accept his affections for you when Rika was still so prominent in his heart and mind.

But he readily holds you now, his arms circling around your waist, pulling you close with so much fervor that it feels more like a promise than a hug.

You stay entwined for as long as you see fit and then pull away, but V doesn’t let you go far; he hooks a slender finger beneath your chin and leans in close, finally lowering his mouth to yours.

It’s a wonderful blur that you barely remember. The pressure of his lips on your own causes your back to dip slightly, but he’s quick to steady you with an hand against the small of your back. He kisses you gently, deeply, as if the ground’s disappeared beneath his feet and you’re the only thing keeping him afloat; his knuckles turn pale where he grips your waist and your jaw, his lips flushed pink where they touch yours. You bring your hands to the sides of his neck, rising up on your tippy toes, thinking to yourself, this is entirely worth the wait.

Your pulse continues to pound a dizzying rhythm long after his lips have left yours. He nuzzles his forehead against your own, his lashes splayed softly against your skin.

“You have completely,” he says, “completely enamored me, Y/N. I’ve fallen for your kindness and purity, your stability and courage — I’ve fallen for you. And I’m so sorry that it took me this long to realize it.

“Even when I was thousands of miles away, you were with me. I heard your voice in the wind. I saw your face when I closed my eyes. I dreamt of you when I fell asleep.” His eyes swim. “I’ve longed for you for as long as I’ve known you, all two years and eleven days.”

You don’t even notice you’re crying until he brushes your tears away with caring hands.

“I love you, my angel. I’ve missed you so much.” His fingers tremble, but his voice remains steady. “And I’m ready to spend the rest of my life proving it to you, if only you’ll let me.”

You taste salt on your tongue where his tears have fallen, but you don’t care, tangling a hand in his hair and kissing him until he knows your answer.

Yes, yes, yes.

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spiritofchaoticdreams · 4 years

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Gotham’s Puppet Princess, PART 3

(PART 1) (PART 2)

Manny/Mandrake belongs to @kelelamentia, thanks again for letting me borrow his character!

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After a long walk Marinette had made it back home. A.K.A Pops’ brand new hideout, which originally was an old abandoned toy factory. Honestly, it was a miracle that Batsy hadn't found them yet. But hey, if he’s not even looking for them then should she really care? Shrugging her shoulders she walked over to the secret entrance door, and knocked to the rhythm of Shave and a Haircut, Two Bits. Then it opened slightly to reveal Punch, who was waiting for her to say the password. They both knew that she didn’t have to, but Punch had a job to do.

She smiled and said, “cottontail.” That’s right the password was the name of her beloved stuffed toy that was lost to HER. She resisted the urge to growl, and tried thinking of puppies, glitter bombs, and rainbows. But all she wanted to do was smash anything that had reminded her of HER. Yes smash. Smash her head with the mallet. Make her scream. Pops can join in too! Then she can get...Cottontail. Cottontail. Cottontail. Suddenly, all her rage had dissipated and she was left feeling happy.

Cottontail always made her happy.

Pops had said that he would get her a new Cottontail, but he’s been busy so he hasn’t gotten a replacement bunny. Which is good, nothing could ever replace her beloved bunny.

Punch nodded, took a step aside and she walked in, “Hey Punch, could you take this to my room, please?”, she asked, gesturing to the bolt of fabric she was carrying. He nodded, and took it from her arms and walked away in the direction of her room. “Thanks a bunch, Punch!” She yelled over her shoulder as she walked towards Pops’ office.

Did she hear Pops yelling?

The closer she got to the door, the more she heard. Why did she hear arguing? She definitely heard Pops yelling, but she couldn’t make out the words. She recognized Pops’ voice, but there were two distinct voices that she couldn’t put her finger on. Hmm. The door was closed...Arguing...Pops’ office...Pops must be in the middle of planning something! The perfect chance for her to step into the spotlight and make her second debut into the crime world. Hopefully, they can squeeze that into whatever Pops is thinking up.

Giggling, she knocked twice on the door and waited. After a minute or so, the voices died down and she heard her Pops say “It’s open!” Smiling, she opened the door and walked in to see Pops, looking angrily at...Uncle Eddie and Uncle Harvey. Visitors! Yay! But why was Pops yelling? M-maybe they were here to help with whatever Pops was planning? Yeah! That’s it.

Squealing, she ran over to Uncle Eddie, wrapped her arms around him and placed her head on his chest, “Uncle Eddie! It’s been forever since you’ve come to visit!”, she cheered.

But he was stiff and unmoving, shouldn’t he be hugging her back by now? She stopped her hug and looked up at him, he was staring at her looking horrified. She asked, “Uncle Eddie? You okay?”

“Yeah Riddler buddy. You’re looking kinda pale. Right, Two-Face?”, Pops’ voice came from behind her, she looked over Uncle Harvey who flinched when their eyes met. He looked away and just kept looking over at Pops.

“Uncle Harvey?”, he flinched, Mari took a step back and looked at Pops, silently asking him what was going on? Why were they doing this? Why was this happening? Pops smiled at her and gave her a look that said not to worry. Okay then, she won't worry. She trusts Pops. She looked back at her Uncles and noticed that they were just staring at her. Gee, with the way they were acting you think they thought...that she was dead.

She looked over at Pops who was still smiling “Pops!”, she yelled. He turned to her and said, “Yes Dolly?”

She glared at him, “Did you forget to tell them that I didn’t kick the bucket?” Pops had a look of realization on his face, and shrugged his shoulders. He smiled like it was no big deal. Yeah no big deal, it’s just most likely her entire family thinks she bit the big one. No wonder she never got any letters! Then again she never really sent any out either.

But that’s not the point! Marinette was about to yell at him when Uncle Eddie began to do something. He walked over to her, bent down to her level, and looked her in the eyes. She recognized looks of disbelief, relief, and joy. Slowly, he reached his hand out and gently cupped her cheek. His eyes then started looking a bit watery.

“It’s you. It’s really you.”, he said, small tears now streaking down his face. Uncle Harvey snapped out of his trance and followed Eddie’s lead. He bent down to her level and smiled, his bad side’s jagged smile looking less menacing than usual.

“I missed you Princess.”, Uncle Harvey said in his good voice. His bad voice adding, “Don’t go doing that again.”

“Of course it’s me.”, Marinette smiled. Then both of her uncles wrapped her up in a hug and she welcomed the touch. When the hug finally ended, Marinette stood up. She looked to her Uncles said, “I thought Pops would’ve told you that I had lived.” She laughed nervously, “ Although that would explain why no one came to visit me.”

“It was for your own good. We couldn’t have any info spilling to Harley that you were alive.”, Pops spoke up. Marinette watched as he walked over to her, her uncles both quickly moving aside so that Pops could bend down to her level. “I mean, if Harley knew that you were alive. She probably would’ve hunted you down, and heaven forbid, finish the job.”

Marinette froze, the image of HER standing over her while holding Pops’ severed head flashed in her mind. “Hey Babygirl.”,the familiar voice rang in her ears. Marinette trembled and felt her eyes start to water. She looked at Pops, and saw him wiping a tear from his eye. She threw herself into Pops’ arms. “I’m sorry Pops! I’ll never question your reasons again! I should’ve known you were doing it for my safety.”, she sobbed into his jacket.

Pops wrapped his arms around her and said, “There, there.” His soft voice made Marinette cry harder. Then Pops gently grabbed her shoulders and pushed her away so that she could look up at him. “Chin up Dolly, or the crown slips.”

She quickly wiped away any tears she had and began trying to calm herself down. But her eyes were still watery and her breathing was still a bit labored. “How was the city? Did you have fun?”, Pops asked. His tone was weird, but whatever. It's Pops, he’s always been a little weird.

Marinette nodded, “Y-yeah!”, She smiled and when he grinned at her she continued, “I think I found a toy that could provide a good laugh! She’s making some very bold claims, and I want to see how it plays out.” Pops smiled at her and ruffled her hair.

“That sounds...fun.”, he grinned at her, “Now run along, and get ready for dinner.” Marinette nodded and made her way to the door.

But then she stopped in her tracks, spun around and Marinette smiled, “Oh! What do you think of my hair?”

Pops looked at her closely, he placed a hand to his chin, “You dyed your hair green?”

She nodded excitedly, and then pouted, “Well I tried to, but my hair is so dark, it looks more like there's a green tint to it. I wanted to match you, you know ‘cause I’m your sidekick and all.”

Pops tsked, walked a few steps closer and booped her nose with his finger, “You are my partner, not my sidekick.” Marinette’s eyes widened, partner? Partner! That means she’s equal to him! She felt giddy. She thought of her knocking Harley off her pedestal, taking her spot and then rising until she was right next to Pops. It made her so excited!

“Partners?! Hell yeah!”, She cheered. She punched the air and ran out the door, and giggled as she skipped happily up the stairs to her room. As she was passing by Bud and Lou’s beds she threw them kisses and couldn’t resist spending a few minutes playing with them. “Bud! Lou! I missed you guys!”, she cooed as she sat down with them. “It was such a long day!” They gave her kisses and she couldn’t help the smile on her face. “Oh you guys are the best brothers ever!” She rubbed her face against theirs. As much as she wanted to stay with them, she had to get ready for dinner. She stood up and her heart broke when they whined.

“I’ll be back after dinner, okay boys?”, they pouted and she frowned. “I know. I’m sorry...What if I snuck you guys some steak after dinner.” They laughed and their tails were wagging excitedly. “It’s settled then, I’ll bring you guys steak

She threw the doors open and spun around in the room that had once been her prison so long ago.She sighed contentedly, “This’ll be so much fun.”, she smiled, then her eyes landed on Harley the mallet. Harley's smile stared back at her, “You knew this day was coming. So don’t give me that look!”, she grabbed the mallet roughly by it’s handle.She growled, “This just goes to show that I’ll be the better villain than you! I’m worth more! I’m Pops’ partner! Y-you were just a henchman!”

Still Harley the mallet smiled, the sight of it was beginning to piss her off. So she chucked it out the door of her room. The crash of the mallet hitting something as it landed made her jump, huffing she plopped herself down on her vanity and pulled out her make-up and face paint. It’s true she’s so pale that she doesn’t need the white cover-up, but it helps her hide any identifying blemishes like her freckles. Plus it makes her eyes pop!

She blew a kiss at her reflection, and smiled when her movements were copied. She smiled at herself, and then she noticed it. Her smile. W-was her smile always so fake looking? M-maybe it’ll look more genuine when she and Pops hit the town, or whatever he was planning with her uncles. Yeah! That’s it.

Or she’s just overthinking it. Yeah that seems like the more reasonable option. There was nothing wrong with her smile, she’s just a bit nervous about reentering the spotlight.

Just as Marinette was about to change into something for dinner, her phone vibrated. She unlocked it and was shocked to see a text from an unknown number. It’s most likely a client. ‘Who knew I’d be so popular?’, she thought to herself. She shrugged and clicked on the text.

Unknown number: Hey, this is Lila Rossi

Unknown number: Damian Wayne’s fiance?

Unknown number: Your card said you're a dress designer, but I’m assuming you also make them. My class is going to the Wayne Gala in a few weeks. I was hoping you could make me a dress since we’re friends.

Marinette thought it over. Lila’s an obvious liar. She is on a class trip. Most likely, Lila can’t pay for the services. It would be bad for business if she made a free dress for a girl who is obviously lying. It would make Marinette D. Levi seem like a gullible fame seeking idiot. Unless...She said that it was a gift.A gift for a girl she thought was a friend. She doesn’t even have to make her a new dress, why waste such valuable fabric on her. Just find an old dress that a previous client never paid for and adjust it to Lila. Maybe the peacock dress. This will just be a long game of dress up.

Smiling, she typed her response:

Me: You assume correct!

Me: Of course! I think I have just the dress for you. All I would need to do is adjust it to your size.

Unknown number: Oh that sounds so nice! 😌 I knew it was fate for us to have met! Damiboo will be so happy!

Me: How do you feel about birds? Specifically peacocks?

Marinette grinned as she walked over to her closet. It was kept in a protective sleeve and was mostly forgotten in her clothes. She grabbed it and slipped it out of its sleeve. Finally it saw the light of day again, The Peacock Dress, one of her first commissions. It seemed like the perfect dress for Lila.

The client had been meaning to pay for it, but then they got caught up in a Superman fight while in Metropolis. Their family didn’t want it because it brought up memories, but paid for her time and services, but never paid for the dress. “Keep it”, they told her. So she did.

Why was she giving this to Lila? Such a precious dress, maybe she should send a picture and-

Her phone beeped, she unlocked it.

Unknown number: ❤️❤️❤️ I love peacocks! It’s my favorite bird! How did you know?

Marinette’s heart sank, she looked at the dress. The client would’ve wanted the dress to have been worn. But not by Lila. Was she taking this game too far? Or was she taking it too seriously?

N-no. It’s just a game with a toy. That’s all

She stroked the embroidered feathers on the shoulder, the client had been such a nice person. A light that had been taken too soon. She narrowed her eyes, those damn so called heroes. Not caring of the world they destroy in their quest for “justice”. She frowned.

She sighed and put the dress back in it’s sleeve. She put on a coat and rushed back to Pops’ office. She popped her head in and surprisingly scared her uncles. “Popsicle! I’m going back out! Meeting with a client!”, she said, and then ran out the door.

She heard him yell, “B-but Dolly! Judy made you your favorite!” as she ran back into the outside world.

___*****Line Break*****___

“Smile, darn you, smile.”, Marinette sang softly, “Everybody loves to grin. Follow my lead, recite my creed and smile!”

She skipped merrily to her destination, The Wayne Hotel, a.k.a where Lila’s class was staying. The dress she promised Lila was safely tucked away in a protective sleeve, which she carried via hanger. Honestly, the dress was too pretty and too nice for Lila, but isn’t that what you do with toys? You dress them up and pretend they're something else?..Because that’s all she is to her, a toy, something for her to play with until she’s bored! She doesn’t need another “friend” that will just leave her behind to die under a crumbling building!

Sighing, she entered the building and then she heard someone say, “Please hold the do-” Marinette spun around and saw the girl with the glowing earrings running toward her, “ Hey! You’re the girl from earlier!”

Marinette smiled, “Yup! That’s me!” Throwing a thumb pointing at herself, which flawlessly turned into her extending her hand out. “My name’s Marinette!”

The girl smiled and took her hand, “I’m Alya, it’s nice to officially meet you!” Then Alya’s eyes traveled to the dress and her eyes lit up. “Oooh what’s that?”

Marinette perked up, “It’s a dress commission for...a client.” Judging by the girl’s previous response to Lila’s lies, it was obvious she wouldn’t be pleased if she said the dress was for Lila.

“Client? Oh you’re working! What’s the name of the company? My class is going to the Wayne Gala in a few weeks so I’m kind of in the market for a dress. Our class representative didn’t bother to let us know beforehand.” Alya said, her tone becoming a little irritated towards the end.

“MDL Boutique! The DL stands for don’t keep us on the downlow! Spread the word!”, she grinned excitedly, meanwhile Alya stared at Marinette with a confused look on her face. It was so funny and so adorable, it made Marinette giggle.

“That’s what happens when you have talent and everyone can see it!”, She winked, and handed Alya her business card. “Pretty soon my name will be all over Gotham! Marinette D. Levi, dress designer, dress maker, and matchmaker!” she cheered with the biggest smile.

It was nice for Marinette D.Levi to have a dream to aspire for, even if it was unlikely for it to ever come true. Soon she’ll officially debut as Puppet Princess and she’ll be Pops’ partner! A-and that’s for the best, who needs work? All work and no play would just make her dull. Right?

Then Alya snorted, gaining Marinette’s attention, “The “D” wouldn’t happen to be for Dolly would it? I used to love that movie so much when I was younger!” Marinette beamed, Alya was now the second person to get the reference in her name.

She laughed, “My po-apa is a comedian of sorts. He loves a good joke, and since his nickname for me is “Dolly” I figured it would be a good tie in to my love for him! Ya know?”

Alya smiled, “that’s so sweet! My dad’s a zookeeper and he takes care of all the animals.” Before Marinette could respond, her phone beeped, she pulled it out.

Pants on fire: Are you here yet? My room’s on the 12th floor

Pants on fire: Text me when you get here😁

Marinette frowned, she put her phone away and looked to Alya. “Sorry, my client is expecting me.” When Alya nodded, Marinette continued, “You have my card. If you want to ask about a dress or whatever while you’re here in Gotham, feel free to give me a call.”

Alya smiled, “Of course! Thank you so much!” Marinette extended her hand for a farewell handshake and then Alya pulled her in for a hug. Marinette froze, she’s hugging her? Without her asking for one? And it felt...nice, kind of heartwarming? Slowly Marinette brought her hands up and returned the hug.

A few seconds later, Alya pulled away and grinned at her excitedly, “It was so nice to meet you. I will be sure to give you a call later!” Then she winked, her glowing earrings were so bright that they illuminated around Alya like a halo. Then Alya walked away towards a blonde boy and a bespectacled boy in a red cap, leaving a star struck Marinette behind.

“Y-yeah! I'll pick it up!”, Marinette exclaimed excitedly, maybe certain people weren’t toys. Maybe they were friends. She smiled and it felt right. Friends. She has a friend! She ignored the flashes of Manny’s face as she looked at the retreating form of Alya.

Manny wasn’t a friend, he was...he was... then memories of their time together were all that she could think about. Them laughing at something that one of them had said. Singing along to cheesy pop songs that came on the T.V. Them chasing each other around either from anger or a game of tag. The moments they shared planting little flowers in his garden. Lying around and watching cartoons. Those rare minutes he would become a human pin cushion for her growing fashion designer dream.

Then the moment they officially had become friends was brought up.

“I don’t usually play with girls, but you don’t look like you have cooties. So I guess we’ll be friends.”, He had said as he looked at her with a cautious look.

“I usually never play with anyone besides Cottontail!”, she grinned at him, she extended her hand out towards him, “Do you wanna be my friend Sir Poop head?”

He grinned back at her, “Yes Princess Dumb butt!”

Okay...Manny had been a friend, but then he left her to die under a crumbling building. Last she checked friends don’t do that! So when did he stop being her friend? And how can she keep that from happening...with Alya.

Are they even friends? Maybe acquaintances, yeah. Not friends yet, just acquaintances. She smiled and began her trek to the elevator.

Me: I’ll be there soon

Crap! She forgot to ask her why her earrings were glowing! Oh well, she could ask her next time she saw her.

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Here she was, Lila’s room. Was it too late to turn back? Lila still hadn’t replied, or heard her knocking. Speaking of which she's knocked three times in the last ten minutes. Was Lila here or not? Sighing, she twisted the door knob, and it was open? ‘I swear if I find a dead body in that room I will scream and sic Bud and Lou on the killer!’, she thought as she walked into the room.

“Yes of course he is, Mama!”, Lila’s voice appeared. “He wants to take me shopping to all the finest stores in Gotham! I told him that he shouldn’t feel obligated to do that, but he insisted on treating me like a princess! Luckily I managed to convince him to take me to a nice restaurant instead. The Midnight Paradise!” Lila paused to let her mom talk and Marinette took this chance to walk further into Lila’s hotel room. “Yes that restaurant! The food was to die for! Also, I think we saw the Wayne family while we were there. Adrien offered to introduce me to Bruce Wayne at the Wayne Gala.”

Marinette blinked, ‘Who the hell is Adrien? I know she's not dating Damian Wayne but...Keep your lies straight! Unless...This Adrien is a classmate of hers, which would explain why she was lying about Damian Wayne.’ Marinette was now staring at the back of Lila’s head, ‘This is going to be a messy game.’

“Oh...Okay. Okay. Goodnight Mama. I love you.”, Lila said. She gave a few air kisses and ended the call. She threw her phone on the bed and gave a loud, “UGH! She sure loves to hear herself talk.”

“That’s a bit harsh wouldn’t you say?”, Marinette spoke up.

Watching Lila jump was absolutely hilarious, she spun around and various emotions flashed in her eyes. Marinette recognized shock, fear, annoyance, anger, and fake joy. ‘Impressive. The girl can really act.’, Marinette wanted to snort.

“Marinette! Oh you’re here!”, She smiled, Marinette immediately saw through the act. “Why didn’t you text me you were here?”

“The door was open. And I did.”, Marinette smiled, “Multiple times actually.”

Lila pulled out her phone, and Marinette saw her grimace right before it turned into a look of guilt, “Oops! My bad! I’m so sorry Marinette! It’s just my mama called and I guess I was distracted.” She pouted, “Can you forgive me?”

Marinette smiled, “It’s fine. I understand completely!” Marinette waved her hand, “Anyhow, I brought the dress.” Lila’s eyes widened and the bluenette fought the urge to roll her eyes and kept smiling. She freed the dress from its sleeve and Lila lit up.

“I-I love it!”, Lila squealed. Marinette studied Lila, for the first time since she’s met this girl. This is the first time she looks genuinely happy. Is it that she’s happy to get a dress like this, or that she “fooled” me into giving it to her? Lila looked to Marinette, “Do I really get to keep this dress?” Marinette nodded. Lila smiled so wide, she looked like a child in those christmas movies. Then the smile disappeared, Lila looked a bit serious and now stared Marinette in the eye.

“What’s the catch?”, she asked with an angry look in her eye. Marinette shook her head, and handed Lila the dress. She smiled, “I wouldn’t say catch. I mean I’m just doing a friend a favor after all.”

“You want me to do you a favor as well?”, Lila asked, she laid the dress out on her bed and crossed her arms. “Well, I guess it wouldn’t hurt.” She looked back at the dress, “What do you have in mind?”

“I was hoping you could get me into the Wayne Gala. As your plus one?”, Marinette smiled sheepishly.

Lila smiled, Marinette saw the look of smug victory in her eyes. “Of course! What are friends for?” Marinette smiled and cheered!

“Oh thank you! Thank you so much Lila!”, Marinette extended her arms out and Lila pulled her in for a hug. “I should be thanking you, you’re giving me this dress for free after all!”, she responded happily.

Marinette smirked into her shoulder, then she felt her phone vibrate in her back pocket. She pulled away from Lila and unlocked her phone.

Popsicle: Almost time for curfew. Come home now!

Marinette pouted, “Sorry Lila. My dad wants me to start heading home before it gets too dark outside. Lila’s eyes held a look of annoyance, hidden away by her pouting face. “I’ll be back tomorrow with my tools, do the proper measurements and adjust it to your figure!”, Marinette waved as she walked out the door.

“Okay then! Goodnight Marinette!”, Lila cheered. “Wait! You forgot the dress!”

“I’ll be back tomorrow. Goodnight Lila!”, Marinette continued walking down the hall.

___*****Line Break*****___

It times like this she’s happy to have an alter ego. Free to walk around without the threat of someone calling the cops. Sweet little Marinette Dolly Levi was nothing like the fabulous Puppet Princess. Oh well, better go home and sneak her brothers some steak.

She walked merrily towards the entrance doors and was about to take her first step out the door. “Marinette?”, a voice said, and she froze.

She then spun around and was met with a familiar pair of emerald eyes. “Damian?”

Apparently she’s more recognizable than she thought.

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(Author’s Note) Hey guys! Thanks for reading part 3! If you want to be tagged please feel welcome to ask in the comments! And if you have any questions feel free to go and ask in my ask box!

Also Manny’s reason for becoming friends with Mari was kinda based off my brief best friendship with a boy from K-1st grade. Now that I’m thinking about it, that was the weirdest friendship I ever had. We mostly just tried to gross each other out with dumb nicknames. What even was K-1st?

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pebblysand · 3 years

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OF CRYSTAL ROSES (EXTENDED AUTHOR’S NOTE OF CHAPTER VI. OF CASTLES)

-- TO READ THE CHAPTER ITSELF, SEE HERE ON AO3 --

well, well, well. here we are. spoiler alert, gryffindors make plans they don’t stick to, lolz. all the good intentions in the world, i had. study, i said i would. yet, here were find ourselves, eighteen thousand words later. this appears to be how i roll. slept about five hours last night, too, so apologies if i’m slightly non-sensical/rambly. this chapter ought to be sponsored by deliveroo and teapigs tea, a brand of tea that appeared in my local supermarket a few moths ago and that i steadily refused to buy because - can tea really be worth this much? low and behold, once you’ve tried it once, it appears to be addictive. i’ve, while writing this chapter, worked my way through about four packs of their different teas - they are just this good. i have a job interview tomorrow so wish me luck in gaining employment which will hopefully fund my expensive habits.

now, before we get into the nitty gritty of the chapter, itself, i just needed to say this: i cannot thank everyone enough for the incredible response on last chapter. i’d kind of grown accustomed to getting a couple of reviews for each of them and to writing in my little corner of the internet but boy, you guys are bloody legends! i am so overwhelmed with gratitude for everyone who commented, kudo-ed and generally gave love to this fic in general. i really didn’t expect such a response and it’s meant the world to me. i think it’s probably also the reason why i’m posting so early because i kept being like, god, i can’t leave this many people waiting in this cliffhanger hell. i think this chapter ends on a more positive note (although, i’ll let you judge), one that might be more conducive of a few weeks’ wait (more on that below), haha.

this being said, as i explained on here before, i come from very tiny fandoms where basically everyone knows each other and the number of people reading would usually fit in my flat. the fact that over 80 people are now subscribed to this fic just blows my fucking mind. you’re all magnificent and i love you. i try to respond to all the comments so let’s keep chatting if you feel like it (although, no pressure - comment if you want to, but do know that it makes me very happy when you do :)). you’re all fabulous and i wish you all the best!

anyway, spoilers for castles, chapter vi under the cut.

guys, guys, guys, i am so tired. i’ve spent four days editing almost 20,000 words and my brain is fried. but, we are officially at the halfway point of this story, yaaaay!!! my plan, at this point, is that we’ll have six chapters on each side but even if i do end up splitting this one later (more on this below) i’ll end up with seven chapters on each side so either way - yay to the end of act 1!

i think that’s also why i tried to turn this chapter around this quickly. to me, i always kind of saw this fic as having two parts. part 1: the immediate post-war aftermath with the heartache and the love-fast/burn-fast start to harry/ginny. part 2: a slow and actually healthy rebuild of their relationship, and of the world around them. i have genuinely been writing towards that last harry/ginny scene in this chapter for months. it feels like such a relief to finally have that weight off my shoulders. and i actually do think it’ll allow me to focus on study later. act one is finished, and act two can wait a bit, i suppose.

now, obviously, given that i already apologised last time, part of me still wants to apologise for the length of this chapter, even more so, actually. it sits at about 18,000 words which, by nanowrimo’s standards, is over a third of a full book, wtf. yet, you guys also said last time that you didn’t actually mind long chapters, so perhaps i shouldn’t beat myself up too much?

as i said in the a/n, this is a little bit of different set up than chapter v. though. i know exactly where to split this. as you’ve probably seen by now, there’s a very natural split point after harry has his breakdown on the couch with ginny, before Christmas properly "starts." the reason i didn’t split this one there, though is: a) selfish: i needed to get this out. stop working on it. i need to study. when it’s out, i’m not thinking about it anymore. it would have been a bit non sensical to split this just for the sake of it and post two chapters at once, which means i probably would have held onto the second part for another couple of weeks, and fuck that. additionally, b) you may not have noticed this but: the chapter titles rhyme. why did i bring this additional difficulty upon myself, i do not fucking know. especially because i will soon run out of one-word construction materials to draw from, lol. as a result, though, i need an even number of chapters to close out this story and because i’m sort of planning six chapters from now to the end (more on that below) i can’t really split this one right now. like, if i end up with another overlong chapter in the next few months, i probably will take that opportunity and go back and split this one, just for readability. but at this stage, at this stage, because i don’t know how many chapters i’ll have for act two (six or seven), i’m keeping this chapter like this for the time being. i kind of hope i end up with seven chapters on the other side and am able to split this one down the line, but we will see. in the meantime, my most sincere apologies to the folks who read fanfiction before bed and it’s now 4 am by the time you’ve finished this. i’ve been there before, believe me.

from a personal standpoint, though, i have to say, this chapter (compared to the last one) was incredibly easy to write. i think i’d spent so much time imagining and writing these scenes in my head as kind of a culminating point for the first half of the story, that it quite simply poured out. i did have a little bit of an everything is shit crisis yesterday and today, but sure look, that always happens. overall, i am quite happy - i think - with the end result.

now, when i say "easy to write" i mean, technically, easy to find words to write down what was in my head. i do not mean: easy to write on an emotional level. oh boy. i’m generally not a crier. i have been asked, a number of times, by people who said my writing made them cry: do you cry when you write, too? and my answer was always ‘no’. i don’t judge, but i’m just not that kind of person. i know people who cry every day but personally, we are in the middle of a pandemic, my father recently passed away, i’ve lost my job and am studying for an exam my life is pretty dependent upon, and i haven’t cried in months. yet, i swear, there were a couple of times, both writing this and editing it, when i had to step away from the screen because i could feel a lump in my throat. that had never happened to me before. i didn’t, like, bawl or anything but god i felt it. i don’t know if it’s because it’s my first time killing an oc, someone who was really mine but boy. giulia. i kept trying to find ways not to kill her, or apologising to her. to me, she’s tom’s last victim and that really, fucking hurts. if you’re hurting too, i don’t really know what to tell you. i’m sorry, i suppose. her death was needed for … plot purposes, lol. god, i’m the worst haha.

re:harry/ginny: i must say i really like where they end up, at the end of this. i had planned this to a certain extent. i was always under the impression that they would talk over christmas, but not get back together. however, the reason why they weren’t getting back together, in my head, was initially quite different. i initially didn’t have ginny dating someone else. i think i mentioned i was toying with the idea in the a/n for last chapter, but at the time i wasn’t truly sold on it. then, i ended up writing the scene i’d originally planned for them and it didn’t quite fit. what i’d planned, at the time, felt rather ooc for ginny when actually on paper. on the other hand, harry, under my fingertips, kept trying to kiss her and i kept hitting the delete button. i swear, i know it sounds weird to people who might not be writers but sometimes, your characters really do seem to have their own agendas. when i caved, let him kiss her, then the scene took on a different meaning, and, i hope, a better one. i think something clicked there and it feels like a good place for act one to end. obviously, they’ll get back together cause this follows cannon so you know, not much suspense there. it’s more about the how than the what, to me.

re:ginny’s letters: this idea came to me a while ago, actually. i was thinking that they’d need to talk about what happened last year, but i was kind of struggling on the how. having character a tell a story to character b is always a bit difficult, in writing, because it can quickly end up being boring. like, when ginny tells harry about christmas last year and lupin, in this chapter, telling that in dialogue is already rather long an laborious, and it’s overall such a short story. for harry, it’s easy. i’m in his head so he can just say ‘he told her about the hallows’ and the dialogue can be about their reaction, rather than the events itself. but ginny, she needs to share facts, as well as feelings. and doing that through long monologues just didn’t appeal. first, it’s quickly boring and second, it’s also kind of ooc. she’s not giulia, you see.

i did entertain the idea of completely skimming past it. ‘she told him about last year and he was horrified.’ - moving on. but, i don’t know, that didn’t feel quite right either, because i think they need to exchange, and talk, and that just felt like a copout. also, to be honest, it’s a very difficult story to tell. like, i’ve seen people in fics being like ‘so, harry sat down all of the weasleys and told them everything the trio did in seventh year,’ and i’m like that’s so difficult, though. sitting someone down and telling them all about your trauma, with little preamble, just setting it all out there, i can’t imagine ginny (or, frankly, most people) actually doing that, you know? we reveal bits of ourselves bit by bit, not all at once.

then, it hit me: she’s a writer, isn’t she? at least, she is canonically in first year, with not only the diary but also the poems, then writing for the prophet. obviously, the diary thing would have riled her up a bit but i do think in the end, she would probably have been like: no, i won’t let him take writing away from me, you know? so yeah, letters. daily letters. you won’t see all of them in next chapter, but probably quotes from the most important ones, things that harry reads. that’s where he gets his facts about her story last year, and then they can focus on their feelings about it. fab! something to look forward to, haha.

now, re: the future. as i said, we are entering act two. act two will gradually become more "fun" and fluffy, i suppose, but i won’t lie, we will be keeping the same happy/sad vibe that a lot of you have commented on with this fic. it exists for a reason (as i said, life is about sex, but it’s also about funerals). as i said before, this fic is, above all, an exploration of what ‘all was well’ actually means.

this being said, this isn’t an 8th year fic. there is a very specific future pov from which this fic is being narrated, and that’s in october 2027 (i know, precise). obviously i have 28 years to get through in act two so that will affect the way that the timeline is designed. it will obviously be more spread out, especially in the later chapters. this being said, while i have about a million of ideas for all the space in between and a very clear view of what the last chapter will be, the exact layout of each chapter is still slightly blurry. i haven’t sat down to put all my ideas in chronological order yet, as well as into some sort of chapter structure, which is also why i can’t really tell if it’ll be six or seven chapters in the end. all of this to say, there’s still quite a bit of work to be done.

this means that, as i said in the a/n, i don’t think you’ll get next chapter until at least, may. please don’t think that this means i’ll be abandoning this fic or anything, it’s just that i’ll be doing work you probably won’t see. i’m probably going to take the rest of march off writing to study (bar maybe a roar-series Harry&Hermione friendship one shot? maybe) then take april to plan and write as much of the next chapters i possibly can. ideally, by the end of april i can have a first draft of the whole thing. i desperately want to write as much as i can now that I’m jobless in the hopes that when i do find a job (again, interview tomorrow, pray for me), i can just have editing to do at the weekends. but we all know i relate to harry on a very deep level when he says ‘when have our plans ever worked, anyway?’ so we will see, haha.

anyway, these were all the thoughts off the top of my head, re: this chapter. if you have any questions or other things you’d like me to ramble about, feel free to send in questions, my ask box is always open. i know i probably think about this fic (and hp) way too much but i’m an extrovert and my hobbies used to include travelling, pints at the pub, dating and, well, there’s none of that anymore, is there, lol? the uk has stolen our vaccines (fucking brexit) so here’s to being obsessed with fictional worlds i wish i could live in for a while longer,

i will now go and endlessly refresh my email for reviews and kudos, like the attention seeking basic bitch i am haha.

have a fab evening, everyone!

#castles #is out baby #whoop whoop

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bluebellhairpin · 5 years

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Marvel Headcanons - Road Trips

A/N: I’m a horrible person. But at least my procrastination of my asks is being for-filled in a way that still sprouts content. - Nemo

Summary: The Avengers and their S/O go on a road trip. Gods? Mutants? Aliens? with them, what could go wrong?

Masterlist

Loki Laufeyson

Bruh. You go on a road-trip with this guy and you’re gonna really wish you d i d n ‘ t.

Tricks. So many tricks. This guy can’t drive a car, he has nothing to do except play tricks. Look At That Face, no remorse, no mercy. You gotta be strong af to survive a trip like this with Loki.

bUt he does buy you all the food. And all the stuff you like. In mass amounts. (“(y/n), you said you liked this sweet packet stuff right? Ah, good. I brought five boxes so we don’t run out.” ) Like five whole boxes

So what’s it gonna be? Trickery for food? Yay or nay? Yay, definitely yay.

Peter Parker/Spider-Man

You will not sleep. Y’all get too hyped up of junk food and adrenaline to sleep for more then half an hour at a time so POWER NAPS ALL THE WAY THERE AND BACK

He video’s everything. He says it’s to show May and Tony when you get back but we all know the truth. Its so he can get one of those cool old-style videos of you No shame that boy has.

He lets you pick all the music, as long as it’s not AC/DC because he had an experience with Tony that involved ‘Thunderstruck’, hacking and his suits earpieces that lasted a over a week that we s h a l l n o t s p e a k o f e v e r

But overall it’s a really cute trip. So cliche. So romantic. So amazing.

Tony Stark/Iron Man

Loves every second because it’s with you and after everything he’s been through that is all he needs and wants.

He has playlists, cars, hotel reservations, restaurant reservations, food stops, food stashes, sights to see. All these things are ready before you even suggested getting away for a couple days.

Turns into a sappy, flirty mess. It’s almost like the trip turned back time to when you both first met and the only problem he had was making a new missile to sell to some place in Afghanistan.

He’s just so ready for a break, low and behold please give i t t o H i m

Steve Rogers/Captain America

Road-trips with Steve are done on the back of his motorbike and you can fight me on this. Mostly because he likes it when you wrap your arms around his torso so yeah fight me again.

Despite the trip being a road trip you both spend a lot of time at stops and motels instead of on the road. He likes taking things slow, since he hasn’t gotten to do things slowly for over four years after he woke up. He’s very grateful if you let him do this.

He lets you take lots of photo’s of him whether you’re good at it or not doesn't bother him. Even frames one you took of his silhouette because it looks that good to him.

Becomes addicted to cocktails after the second road trip because “they’re so colourful and come in so many flavours, (y/n) have you tried this blue one yet? Look they have one named after me-”

Thor Odinson

He gets so hyped and excited.

He really loves travelling and learning about earth more like you teaching him about earth stuff so he’s so optimistic about the whole trip and that attitude rubs off on you so you end up coming home all happy too.

He brings lollies/sweets/candy with you and lemme say you are bouncing off the walls the whole damn time. One time he got so hyped on sugar he almost summoned lighting.

You take Loki sometimes. He pretends he doesn't like it, but he does. He thought we wouldn’t notice but we did. So Loki ends up being the ‘bored’ third wheel while you and Thor stuff your faces with sour worms, chocolate, and gobstoppers.

Bruce Banner/Hulk

He’s gets so soft, and that makes you soft, and then you come back and your combined softness makes everyone else so very soft.

He worries about Hulk coming out and ruining the trip and the car but you constantly tell him and reassure him that it’s fine and you’ve managed to hone the ability to calm Hulk down when things get out of hand.

Needless to say he relaxes almost completely and w o w you didn’t know he sung that well.

And damn when you come back he’s like a changed man. Shyness? Almost gone. Reluctance to join conversations? Hell N a h. He almost becomes Tony 2.0 but only around you because “No one will believe you (y/n)”

Clint Barton/Hawkeye/Ronin

Clint almost l i v e s for road trips with you. I say almost because he lives for you.

You hunt down carnivals so he can win you all the prizes. The others aren't even surprised when you come back with a carload at stuffed toys anymore.

You also stop at a number of piers and sit at the end with fish and chips and some beer and just talk. Life. The future. The past. That one slice of pizza that tasted better than any others you've ever eaten in your entire lives.

You guys just do so much stuff. And its all so wholesome and pure and s o f t.

Peter Quill/Star Lord

Did someone say road trip? Peter has all the tunes.

So much as touch the radio/speakers without his knowledge and you're preparing yourself to (possibly) walk home. He doesn't care if you're the other side of the country. You will walk.

He's a sucker for staying up and stargazing with you. He'll point out all the planets he's been to, and all the ones he wants to take you to later.

While Stargazing, be prepaid to have him jump up and pull you to him if a 'dancing song' comes on. That can range from the 'Livin La Vida Loca' to 'All of Me’. It's amazing.

Scott Lang/Ant-Man

He's a dad. He knows how to keep others and himself entertained on long trips.

Magic tricks. Snacks. Music. Jokes. Everything and anything you can think of to pass time, he's got it ready and waiting.

Sometimes he takes Cassy with you, and honesty things become more fun (if that's at all possible). Which means, for you, more food, music from your childhood, and embarrassing stories about Scott that Cass had managed to get hold of.

Overall it’s pretty cute going on road trips with Scott, that and it’s never ever boring.

T’Challa/Black Panther

He’s a king, and a very busy one at that. So when you manage to pull him away from his duties he treats you extremely well.

First he takes you to a certain county (Once it was Singapore (that was a very luxurious trip), another time Hawaii, etc), then he gets a hire car and takes you wherever else you’d like go.

Every time, every trip, he finds a Starbucks. He collects the cups and brings them back to Okoye. He does it to spite her. You know it.

He gets much more relaxed on the trips, and always comes back being able to deal with his duties much better.

Bucky Barnes/The Winter Soldier

Wow okay first off, Bucky loves road trips with you.

He manages to persuade Tony to lean him one of his fancy older cars and takes you along the coast in that. He’s a coast road trip type of guy.

He really loves the beach, the only thing that gets in his way is the sand and salty water getting in the joints of his arm, but he says he can “just take it off, don’t worry darlin’.” so yeah it’s r e a l l y not a problem.

If he can't get a hold of one of Tony’s old cars, he gets an old pickup truck/ute and camps outside on the back with you and watches the stars and has old 30′s/40′s music playing from the radio. It’s pretty cute. Like him.

Kurt Wagner/Nightcrawler

Mate. This guy has no idea what he's doing.

Once he tried to bring, like, a whole ass record player because he was worried there’d be nothing to dance along to. Seriously, Kurt, we have a ca r a d i o for that. Precious Baby Boy.

He’s also pretty young, so be prepared to have lots of contraband School food (sour lollies, chips, etc) stashed everywhere in the car. This boy will eat all the junk food he can lay his three-fingered hands on. R E S T R A I N HIM.

He'd probably take every opportunity he can to cuddle you or take you hand in his. He’s not quite used to doing ‘normal’ stuff like this, so the fact he’s doing something like that with you means a lot.

Doctor Stephen Strange

He’s, um. He’s not used to this sort of thing either.

He’s been this arrogant, selfish, self-absorbed neurosurgeon for as long as he can remember. The most social and intimate thing he’s used to doing is ‘faking it’ with some random to make him look good.

BUT, sudeNly with you he kinda turns to a charismatic, sweetheart gentleman that will actually take you wherever you’d like to go. France? Okay. Brazil? Just south a little. China? Food’s great there. Russia? We’ll take ice skating lessons before we go.

He can’t actually leave NYC for long, but he will spend as much time with you on trips away because they help him relax and it’s n i c e.

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starryseo · 5 years

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phone number. | yang jeongin

pairing ↠ jeongin x gender neutral!reader

genre ↠ just a fluffy barista au!!

wc ↠ 3229

summary ↠ jeongin likes you a latte.

warnings ↠ just jeongin being cute and in loooove. its cringey.

a/n ↠ barista!jeongin bc who doesn’t love cafe aus?

cafe glow is well-known around these parts of town bc it has such!! great!! food and drinks!

it has a real homely feel so a lot of student from the nearby schools/ unis come here

and it’s a pretty big cafe so there’s a lot of space for ppl to come in and chill, whether that be large study groups or just individuals trying to cram for upcoming tests

that homely feel?? it’s bc of all the youngsters that basically run the cafe

it’s officially owned by mr and mrs bang, but their son, chan, manages this cafe a lot since they’ve got a few other places in town to run

chan loves recruiting teens to work bc, despite their hyperactivity (esp the lot that are currently there), they’re a lot less work to deal with than grumpy adults complaining abt wages

so!!

just a few months ago, jeongin started looking around for places to work at

let’s get that bread bro

he spoke to a lot of the nearby businesses like the florist, library and pizzeria but as soon as he entered glow and saw a blond guy downing shots of black coffee as he made different drinks, he Knew he wanted to work here

he headed straight to the counter (ok ofc he waited in line first but who cares abt that)

“welcome to glow, what can i get ya?”

“hi, i was wondering if you were hiring?”

“so,” the guy - nametag reading Felix - began, leaning forwards on the counter, “you wanna join the glow gang, huh? have you got what it takes??”

maybe he should’ve thought more clearly abt this-

“felix are u creeping out kids again?? i swear this is the last time i leave you on counter duty” the black-coffee-drinking blond huffed, wiping his hands on his apron as he left the coffee machines. he nudged felix out of the way, pushing him to the machines before he turned to jeongin. “i’m sorry abt him, i don’t know why i still keep him around”

“i heard that!”

“anyway,” the blond - nametag with Chan printed on it - grinned, “what can i get for you?”

“a job here would be great”

“you really wanna work here,,,, with that?” he pointed over to felix who looked back with a frown

“yeah, it seems pretty fun!”

“you got a cv on you?”

jeongin is a Prepared Boi. before his job hunting run he printed off multiple copies of his cv so he handed it over to chan who briefly looked over it

“when can you start working?”

“when do you need me to?”

chan let out a chuckle at that, pocketing jeongin’s cv, “swing by tomorrow at 4 and we’ll work that out, yeah?”

jeongin went home a Happy Boy and the next day at exactly 4:37 he had landed himself a sweet job at cafe glow

ever since that day a few months ago, jeongin had been learning the ins and outs of the cafe

he’s learnt all about where felix hides his ‘secret’ stash of sweets, where to kick if the machines ever go down and jisung’s ability to not stop talking

jisung’s the guy in charge of training jeongin bc chan doesn’t trust felix with another human’s life and minho, an older uni student that works here part time, is way too busy flirting with customers to get more tips those uni fees won’t pay themselves u go bby

and chan himself already has a lot to deal with since he mainly works in the kitchens

so jisung has taken jeongin under his wing and taught him how to make all drinks (despite there being a manual for this) and how to deal with the customers

and even tho jisung is only 5 months older than jeongin, he n e v e r misses an opportunity to baby the hecc out of him

“what are the different cup sizes we have?”

“uh,, small,, medium and large??”

“goSH jeonGIN you’re so smART!!!! ily!!! what cAN’T you do???”

jisung’s overdramatic as hell but he means well

and it’s always funny when jeongin teams up with felix (still a pretty rare occassion) to prank jisung

one day jeongin had a test after school so he couldn’t come by

and ofc he let chan know this in advance but he and felix decided not to tell jisung

jisung was waiting around for jeongin to come and he literally almost started crying when felix told him an hour later that jeongin wasn’t gonna come

“,,m,y bab y ? jeonginnie??? wh at do u me an,, he won’t com,e??? felix you a s s don’t l i e to m,e,, :((((”

they even got minho to record the whole thing not for free ofc, and minho’s services are n o t cheap, but it was totally worth it

felix screenshot jisung’s crying face and it’s now the display picture of their glow gang group chat

which btw never shuts up bc: during the day (and work hours) felix, jisung and jeongin will be spamming it, during the evening minho will complain abt all the uni work he’s got to do, after dinner time the youngsters are back on it sending memes until like 2am, and then by 4am chan finally gets on and complains abt the boys killing his storage with their dumb memes & he gives any updates abt the next day’s schedule if need be

it’s a great system, hella wild and random, but jeongin loves it nonetheless

now for the part where u, dear reader, come in!!

it’s just an ordinary day, a bit quieter than usual but jeongin’s not complaining bc it gives him time to finish off some of his hw while he’s at the till

he looks up when the door chime rings and

(°ロ°) !

he’s vvv obviously staring at u as u walk in, his pen drops on the counter and his mouth is :0

damn yn you’ve broken jeongin

but does he care???

yes

is he stopping?????

also yes but you’ve already seen his dumbstruck face and he realises he was caught just staring at u when u walk up to him with a shy smile on your face

he doesn’t know what’s come over him

and he doesn’t mean to be some typical teenage boi straight out of a high school drama

but u just look so pretty he couldn’t help but?? go heart eyes??

he’s trying not to lose his cool when u finally reach the counter

“hi!” he grins, “welcome to cafe glow, what can i get for you?”

you order your drink and watch as jeongin types away at the computer

he’s rlly hoping the screen blocks his blush bc he’s still (´♡‿♡`)’ing and he’s pretty sure he can feel his blush at this point

“is there anything else i can get you?”

your number

he finds your thinking face so cute!! the way u bite ur lip a little as your eyes glaze over the sweet treats they have on display

he d i e s when u look back up at him and ask, “anything you’d recommend?”

he keeps his cool as he says some of his fave desserts, and you choose the cheesecake

“alright! will you be eating in or is that to-glow go”

his heart swells when u laugh at his pun but he’s highkey dYinG inside bc he wants u to stay for just a little longer

he almost cries when u say you’re eating in bc !!! yes!!!!!! yay!!!!!!!!!! maybe he could try talking to you!!!!!

“sweet! take a seat anywhere, your food will be made shortly!”

when u go to pay for ur food he’s internally hating felix bc he swears all these mushy feelings he’s experiencing are bc felix made him watch back-to-back romance films

he’s taken money from a lot of customers but he’s never, n e v e r, wanted to just hold their hand and he’s honestly so close to just never letting go of yours rn but he mentally slaps himself

pull it together jeongin u dumbass

when u tell him to keep the change he’s just

s i g h can u get any more perfect

he yeets felix out of the way from the coffee machines and towards the till

“role change, i’m bored!”

“but chan banned me from the tills, he’s gonna kill me!”

“i’ll get jisung on you”

“uGHhgHGHghhhhh”

he’s halfway thru making ur drink when minho sliiiides next to him and slings an arm around his shoulders

“so, innie, who’s the cutie you’re serving?” ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

from his short time working here he knows that minho is in love with any kind of gossip and there’s no point in lying to him

esp not with this massive blush on jeongin’s face that’S STILL thERe bc jeongin peeked over and saw you taking out textbooks which means you’re gonna stay here for lo n g er than he thought

and he’s got this huge grin on his face :D

and no one’s ever that happy making coffee

esp not when felix is right next to them singing along to the twice song playing in the cafe

god knows who put felix in charge of the cafe playlist

an y w ay

“does our baby innie have a,,, crushhh on a certain someone???”

“noooooookay maybe? idk i just met them!!”

“:0!!!! our baby’s iN LOVE!!!”

minho said that so loudly!!! jeongin peered over minho’s shoulder and saw that y o u had looked up at the exclamation and he let out a sheepish laugh to try and make the scene look normal

u just grinned at him and he almost swooned

minho’s shouting alerted jisung who deadass ran from the other side of the cafe

jisung, out of breath: wh-what do u mean,, in love,,,??? you’re too young for that ://

even chan popped out from the kitchen. “jeongin loves someone?? how cute, who is it- felix, what the hell are u doing there, didn’t i ban u from the tills??”

“blame loverboy!”

“gUYsss :((( let me wORk!!”

“u do u, innie, go get ‘em tiger!” minho said, smirking as he took a step back

the other boys stayed quiet as well, chan filling up the front display with the baked goods he freshly made

jeongin quietly got to finishing off ur drink and grabbed a cheesecake slice to carry over to you

“h-hey,” he started, placing the plate and drink beside your textbook, “sorry it took so long,,,”

“that’s alright,” you smiled and all his worries literally washed away, “was everything okay back there?”

“yeah,” he rubbed the back of his neck, smiling shyly, “minho’s just easily excited and nosy, a terrible combination really”

u laughed at that and he grinned, his nerves easing away

“u guys seem really close,” when he saw u quickly look over to the counters he turned as well, just in time to see all four of them rush to try and act natural (altho jisung just dropped to the ground so he’s really a lost cause)

“they’re really crazy, but they do mean well,” he grinned, “except felix, avoid him at all costs”

“i’ll keep that in mind,” you chuckled when jeongin pointed out who felix was and felix just glared back at him, as tho he knew jeongin was talking shit abt him

“well,” he started, realising he should go bc a big group of customers had just entered, “i’ll leave u to it, i hope u enjoy ur food. let me know if u need anything else!”

he headed back to the counter, a HUGE grin on his face, he’s so glad his back is to u bc he’d be so embarassed if u saw

it’s bad enough minho saw and is non-stop teasing him abt it now

throughout his shift minho was just taunting him, cooing “innie’s in love~”

as he was dealing with other customers and running around the cafe, he’d make quick eye contact with u and each time he did, u let out the softest smiles, he’s pretty sure he’s never smiled this much

abt an hour later when the rush had died down, jeongin looked over to see that!!! u were still there!!!!!

he fixed up a quick mango smoothie, smth he always found super refreshing, and headed over to your table

“h-hey?” he tapped your shoulder when he noticed u had your headphones in

“oh, hey! i, uh, i didn’t order this?”

“yeah, it’s,, it’s on the house, thought you might need a pick-me-up, you’ve been working rly hard”

“ahh thank you!!!” u grinned at him so cutely, “would u like to sit down?”

he nodded too enthusiastically but he hopes u didn’t pick up on that ((u did)) as he sat down opposite you

for the next 30 mins? hour?? neither of u know

u guys just talked

he’s thanking god that there was no rush in customers bc he enjoyed spending time just talking to u

the conversation seemed to flow so?? naturally???

he found out ur name and that u go to a nearby school sadly not the same one as him

and u were taking the scenic route home instead of ur normal walking path or using the bus which is why he’d never seen u before

he’s so glad that fate brought u here today tho!!!! eternally grateful that u made that wise choice!!!

when ur phone buzzed with a message from ur family he finally realised that it was getting late

he watched almost in tears as u packed ur stuff up, thanking him for the drinks and snacks that he definitely didn’t steal from felix’s hidden stash

he went back to the counter, stars in his eyes as he leaned against the counter, opposite minho who was chilling by the till

“so, how’d it go? did u get their number??”

jeongin: (❤ω❤)

jeongin, 0.02 secs later: ヽ(°〇°)ﾉ

felix, jumping in: “pls don’t tell me u spent all that time,,,,, and u didn’t get their number-”

minho: “loverboi was too busy making moves, eh?”

jeongin’s mood instantly dropped and he was so close to just headbutting the counter then and there

what if u never come back????

what if u came back when he wasn’t there?????

what if you’re on ur way here but then u see another cafe and u go there instead and fall in love with a barista there???????

jeongin’s 2 seconds away from pouting for all eternity when chan comes over and pats him on the back, “i’m sure they’ll come back!”

jeongin’s praying the old man’s right

and he is!!!!!!! cliche ik

u didn’t come back the next day which broke jeongin’s heart and he was honestly so close to losing all hope bc he’s incredibly dramatic like that

but u come back the day after!!!

jeongin’s wiping down a table when u enter and u spot him instantly and wave

he waves back but the cloth he’s holding slips from his hand onto the ground

and he rushes to pick it up but hits his head on the table when he tries standing up again

and he’s in so much pain but he just nervously laughs it away esp when he sees ur half worried, half trying-not-to-laugh-aloud face

when he sees u walking to him -- not the counter -- he’s counting to 100 in 3 seconds to try and calm himself down to not look like even more of a fool

“is the table okay?”

“yeah, i’m alri- hey, rude!” he pouts, faking a sniffle and rubbing his head

“i’m kidding, jeongin” (he had to bite his lip to not squEAL when u said his name) “are you okay? that looked painful :((”

“i’ll live,” he fake sobbed, rubbing away imaginary tears with the cloth in his hand before he realised what he’d just done and dropped it on the table in disgust (he highkey dieddd when u laughed at him again) “ew, i’m sorry you had to see all this”

“it’s fine,” you grinned, scrunching ur nose when u saw the wet smears on his face, “but u got a lil smth there” u pointed to ur own cheek

jeongin wanted to CRY

he knows he’s a cute boi (he uses this to his advantage whenever he can)

but rn??

he knows he looks like the epitome of a grade A DumbassTM

he just let out the longest s i g h

“i’ll be right back!”

he rushed off to the back and sorted himself out (and quickly iced his head)

he came back out to see u sitting down at the same table as last time

as soon as he came thru the doors u looked up and held out thumb, an eyebrow raised

and he reciprocated the gesture, telling u he’s all okay now!

he found it so cute that u cared!!! his heart: on fire!!

felix walked right to him, pulling him along to the coffee machines as he told him ur order

“u owe me one now loverboi!”

jeongin prepped ur food and took it to u like last time

but this time u initiated the conversation

“felix isn’t all that bad, y’know?” you said, holding onto your hot drink as it warmed ur hands up

“for now,” jeongin started, “trust me, if u ever have the misfortune of seeing him act cute, you’ll regret ever saying that.”

your nose scrunched as you imagined that -- jeongin gasped when he saw and then prayed you didn’t see that -- before you let out the cutest laugh he’s ever heard, “yeah, i can’t imagine that looking nice”

you two talked for a bit more until jeongin had to get back to the counter and take orders

he popped up at your table when he could, offering felix’s sweets and a refill

“do you treat all your customers like this? free drinks isn’t good for business, y’know?”

he went bright red at your teasing bc “nope, you’re special!” -- his eyes went w i d e when he said that and, if it was possible, his cheeks went redder -- but god, was it worth it bc your eyes sparkled and your blooming blush was so pretty he was starstruck

he cleared his throat, let out the most nervous chuckle ever, put the lemonade on your table before diving behind the counter

he could practically hear minho’s smirk from all the way over here

great.

it took a little while longer for him to psych himself up to go over to you again after that disaster

but seeing you pack up your bag made him forget everything and run up to you

“hey, you’re done already?” he asked, pouting as you put your last book away

“yeah, i’ve gotta help make dinner soon,” you replied, fixing your bag over your shoulder, “thanks for the drink, it was great!”

“y-yeah, no problem!” you loved his drink!! score!!!! “come again soon, yeah?”

“definitely,” you winked -- you winked, god his heart was weak -- before waving and taking your leave

felix slid up next to him, throwing his arm around jeongin’s shoulders

“pls tell me you got their number this time”

shit.

the top gif is jeongin’s face right now

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imagines-forthe-soul · 5 years

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YAY so excited to see your ask box open again! Could I get the nsfw meme a-z for my top BNHA daddy Fatgum aka (Taishiro Toyomitsu)?

I was so excited to have it open again! Feels so good to be writing on a good schedule again!

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Taishiro Toyomitsu:

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex):

He is very attentive and affectionate after sex. He’s a pretty big guy in every sense of the word, so he is bound to make you pretty sore after sex no matter how gentle he was being. He’ll take the time to ease your soreness, giving you a light massage, asking how you’re feeling and if you were satisfied. He’ll run a bath for you if you’d like, or simply hold you in his arms until all your soreness seems to leave your body. His main goal after sex is basically just to make sure that you’re satisfied and feeling well.

B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s):

He is a real big fan of his tummy. No one can tell me otherwise. He loves the way his stomach looks, that’s all his power right there. Plus, it’s soft and pretty round and he loves how much you adore it too.

On you, he loves your thighs the most. He finds them extremely feminine and the thicker they are, the harder it is for him to keep his hands to himself.

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically… I’m a disgusting person)

His cums so fucking much, you don’t even know where he could possibly store it all. His cum is thick and a little unpleasant tasting (but still pretty bearable), so if you’re planning on giving him head and swallowing, BE PREPARED. He also cums in long spurts, so what I suggest doing is letting him cum in your mouth on the first spurt, swallow, and then just jerk him off until he’s done. Your hand will be a mess but damn is it a sight to see.

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

I don’t think he’d ever admit to it until you’ve been married for 5 years but when you had left your dirty clothes at his house after staying over, he discovered your used underwear and he may or may not have had some fun with it. He wasn’t sure what had come over him but he couldn’t stop himself from picking up the small article of clothing and being turned on by it, smelling you all over it and imagining how cutely you wore them.

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

He has pretty good experience and got around in his younger days. He knows his way around a woman in general, but is always a little on the shier side whenever he starts with someone new. Even though he knows what he’s doing and is ready, he’s always just going to be a bit nervous when it’s his first time with someone and will want them to instruct him so that he doesn’t hurt them or takes too long.

F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual)

His favorite position by far is the Twix. If you’re anything like me and enjoy having weight placed on you (sexually or not) then this is the perfect position. It allows for each party to look face to face at each other, clit stimulation for the woman, and lots of intimacy~! Taishiro will be doing most of the work but that makes him happy because he wants to be the one making you feel good!

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

He has his moments of silliness in the bedroom. Taishirou is a playful guy by nature and his playfulness if going to come out in the bedroom depending on the kind of sex you’re having. If it’s slow passionate sex, then he’s going to be a bit more serious, but if it’s fast spontaneous sex, then I see him cracking s few jokes here and there and teasing you a little more.

H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

He is naturally just bare or has minimal hair. He doesn’t have to shave often because his pubic hair just takes forever to grow, and even when it has outgrown his limit, the hair is thin and lighter than his hair so you can hardly see it anyways.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

He is very intimate. For him, sex is a bonding experience with your partner, a time in which you both only focus on one another, please each other in ways that words can’t. He wants to make every session special meaningful. To do so he will go to extreme lengths to set the mood, and make you comfortable and relaxed.

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

He only ever does so when you are not around. He is a pretty needy man and sometimes he won’t be able to hold himself back when he doesn’t have you around to help him out a bit, so he will indulge himself in a little self pleasure. He makes sure not to do it too often when you’re gone, but he will give himself one long session a week (if you’re even gone for that long) to just be consumed by his pleasure and enjoy himself.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

Weight play

Role play

Food play

Thigh jobs/ thigh fucking

Mutual Masturbation

Biting/marking

L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)

It doesn’t matter where he has sex as long as he can pin you against a wall and fuck you on it. Wall sex is also something Taishiro really likes and will go for that over sex in the bedroom any day. However, is favorite places to take you on a wall are at home, at his office, or in some alley after some hero work~

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

Thigh highs. Those will get him going like nothing else. He loves the way the socks hug your thighs, having it do that thing where it makes your thighs look even plushier and softer. He’d want to rub his hands all over your thighs, press kisses to them, bite and suck on them. And if you’d allow him, he’d want to fuck your thighs silly.

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Name calling in a degrading way. That is something that he can not stand. Sex is supposed to be something you enjoy, to make one another feel safe and comfortable in your most vulnerable of moments. Calling you names or vice-versa would ruin all of that. Nothing will turn him off more than having you call him something derogatory and he will not want to have sex at all for the rest of the night or after if something like that slips out.

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

He is all about giving, dude. This man gives more than you can take a times. He is very enthusiastic when it comes to giving you head and trust me when I say he is very skilled with his mouth and tongue. He enjoys taking his time when he gives you head, using slow, languid licks to work you up before hitting you with everything he has to work your world when you orgasm.

P = Pace (Are they fats and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

Usually he is pretty slow and sensual, wanting to take his time to enjoy your body and the way he is making you feel and vice-versa. However, that is only when he is penetrating you. When it comes to thigh fucking, fingering you, or giving you head, he is a lot faster and desperate to feel you and have you come undone around him.

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

He doesn’t exactly mind quickies, but he won’t want to have them too often. He is big on taking his time with sex and enjoying all that it has to offer, but he does know that, more often than not, he won’t be able to do so, like when you both are on missions or he is only stopping by for a short while.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

He isn’t too big on taking risks. The most he will do is let you leave hickies on his neck for people to see and that is about it. Sex is a private matter to him and would rather keep things in the bedroom than having everyone know his business.

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)

Taishiro has decent stamina and can last for a reasonable amount of time being 10 minutes. However, as for rounds, that all depends on his mood. If it’s a regular day, maybe one or two rounds to get you big satisfied. If it’s a day in which he’s pretty happy and upbeat, he can go for 4 rounds. However, if it’s a day where he’s pissed off or angry or has way too much excess energy, he can go all night if you’re game.

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

He isn’t too big on using toys on you but if you’d like to use some on him, then that’s perfectly fine. He’ll let you use whatever you like on him as long as it doesn’t hurt too bad.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Teasing is something that he would be good at if he weren’t so needy for you himself. He will start teasing you, denying you your orgasm but he is bound to stop a few moments after when he sees how desperate you are for your release. It turns him on seeing you in such a needy state and will give in to you each and every time.

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

He can get fairly loud when he gets closer to his orgasm. He just can’t hold himself back and will let all his moans and grunts roll off his tongue as he feels pleasure consuming him. When he finally does cum, he will let out a long, deep groan before going completely silent, pleasure still written all over his face.

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

He doesn’t like pickles. He thinks they’re pretty gross and doesn’t like the liquid they come in. Any time someone eats a pickle around him, he will gag and scoot over so he doesn’t have to watch them eat it or anything with it.

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)

Okay so this man is 8’2… and wide… so you already know that his cock is going to be rather proportionate to his body type. He’s a whopping 8.5 inches, full of veins, but isn’t all that thick to be honest. The girth of his cock is rather average and suits his body really well. It curves upwards towards him and is a few times darker than the rest of his body. The head of his cock is blunt and is the same width as his shaft. It’s a pretty impressive cock that is bound to give you a nice tummy bulge and fill you up real good~!

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

His sex drive is a little above average. Like I said, he is a pretty needy guy and will be yearning for sex five days out of seven during the week.

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

He falls asleep once he is sure that you have been satisfied and taken care of. He will give you a gentle massage after sex, get you water, or a snack and shower you in kisses until you are feeling well and sleepy yourself. He will want you to fall asleep in his arms before he does just so he can admire your sleeping form.

Wanna see some other shit I’ve written?

#taishiro toyomitsu #bnha fatgum #bnha #boku no hero academia #boku no hero academia scenarios #boku no hero academia imagines #bnha imagines #bnha scenarios #mha #mha imagines #mha scenarios #bnha x reader #clean this up

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reytatouille · 5 years

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hey so your fjord model completely blew me away; do you have any process pics? If not, can you explain a little of your process, for both fjord and beau? absolutely stunning.

Hey !

Thank you, that’s super nice ! I usually post my progress on Twitter but I can make a recap here ;D

1 - First thing first I make a base model in 3Dsmax. I know a lot of people start in ZBrush directly but A) I am not comfortable enough when it comes to creating from scratch in ZBrush and B) I don’t have to do retopology when I’m done he he. I also think it’s easier to manage a shape with a few points rather than sculpt in it but that’s a personal preference so if you’re more at ease with sculpting, go for it ! For this model I tried to stay relatively low poly (and then people from Ubi told me their models were up to 50K and I realized I could have put more edges).

The ropes are still splines at that point and are not transferred to ZBrush. I later used this tutorial to make a high poly version that was then baked on the low poly:https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OxAYvMs117I&t=120s

I put a placeholder for the hair so I could see what the silhouette would look like eventually.

When I’m done I send the model over to ZBrush !

2 - I import each asset in .obj one by one, starting with the body. To avoid ZBrush making mush out of my shapes when subdividing them, I add one level of subdivision, then come back to the now slightly different first level of subdiv and reimport my original asset. That way it regains its original form and I keep my levels of subdivisions. This method can create some artefact on squared shapes but it’s the only one I found that worked.

When working in ZBrush I try to apply some tips I’ve learned from watching FlippedNormals’ tutorials and work by levels of details: low, middle and high-frequency. Here is the video that explains it the best but I really recommend most of their channel, you learn a ton of important principles when it comes to sculpting ! https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VKstQNoI2w0

Second important tip: never work with the default orange material, it lies to you.

ZBrush is also a good moment to check my overall proportions and anatomy. I use the Transpose Master in ZPlugin to make my different subtools one, I move and resize everything that feels off and then I reconvert them into separate objects. You don’t loose any subdivision information and it’s completely undoable so it’s very handy !Another thing when working with ZBrush: step back and look at the whole thing from time to time. Remember where your area of focus should be and check that you didn’t overdo it in areas that shouldn’t draw the focus away. For exemple at the beginning I had spent a lot of time on the folds of the boots at the ankles. Turns out the hard shadows they created were catching the eye too much and drawing the attention away from the face. So I smoothed them down a bit.

When I’m done with the sculpt it’s time to do some UVs !

3 - For that part I come back to 3dsmax. I use the ZPlugin “FBX Import/Export” to transfer everything at the lowest subdivision level. And then it’s UVs, yay ! I’m not going to explain how to make UVs, I’ll just say I used two UDIMs, one for the whole body and one for the face. Looking back three would have been nice since the hood is too low definition for being so close to the face. I used a checker to make sure all the UVs have the same size.

Beautiful, I know.

When the UVs are done I export each asset one by one in .OBJ to update the ZBrush model. There again I go back to the first level of subdivision and I reimport, it keeps my higher levels of subdiv.

Ok now we have a low poly version and a high poly it is time for texturing and… baking. Oh dear I hate that part.

4 - So, I’m gonna be honest, when it comes to baking normal maps ZBrush has always been the death of me, and since Substance Painter was involved in my process I decided to do everything in Substance. It was my first time using it so I lost a whole day trying to understand how to make it work :)

Basically you start your project by importing your low poly in .fbx, with every asset named NameOfAsset_low. You then can bake your maps by importing your high poly as a fbx, with every asset in it named NameOfAsset_high. And then ask Substance to “match by name”.

And then time to work ! I can’t really give tips on Substance to be honest, I’m very new at it, but there are tons of very good tutorials out there ! I worked using PBR Metallic Roughness. I made the opacity map for the edges of the cloth by simply taking the smallest brush size I could and painting threads. There’s one thing a recruiter told me once about Substance, that vaguely sounded like “With Substance kids these days don’t know how to paint textures, it’s all automatic”. So I think using the materials available in substance is nice, but you need to work over them after that. FlippedNormals’ channel has videos on Substance and how to think while texturing so I recommend checking those !

Then I just exported all my maps and put them on my model ! For Substance to Arnold there is a good video explaining in which slot goes which map: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kgiZ-ZOEPNg&t=2103s

5 - And now… the hair. The hair was a first too, and it was quite difficult.

I learned the principle of the method from this video (it’s a very interesting interview with the guy who made the hair for Horizon Zero Dawn):https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z58OQ9x0E68

And I found another tutorial that used the method but with tools I knew how to use (I have never touched xgen in maya and the fibermesh in ZBrush seemed more approachable): https://www.artstation.com/artwork/GW9JB

For baking I used 3dsmax (you really need to up the global supersampler to get something not horrible) and xNormals.

When I had all my hair strands all pretty and baked I started placing them. I think I put way too many of them and I would certainly do things a little differently but the method itself is good, I think you just need practice to get better results. For the eyebrows and lashes I couldn’t get something satisfying on ZBrush so I painted the maps by hand. The normal map is a combination of xNormals’ HeightToNormal baking and handpainted normal.

And we’re not done yet ! Because that’s a three weeks of work model.

6 - The rig and skin. I’ll just say I used a CAT from 3dsmax. Those are extremely easy to learn and use with tutorials on youtube and they can really bring a character to life. I merged most of the objects together and then skinned them to the CAT. Here you need to know anatomy but if you want references you can check out Hippydrome, a handy website for modelers and riggers showing where articulations should be and how they work. It can also help with good topology ! https://hippydrome.com/

7 - Lighting and rendering. I used Arnold on 3dsmax for rendering everything. It’s very simple to use once you’ve learned the basics:

A) for the light settings you use intensity first, exposure second, and you change the color using temperature (Kelvin)B) for rendering settings you start low, you check where the noise is and you up the corresponding samples

For lighting I used 4 lights. From left to right: a rim light, a key light, a secondary and a fill light. The fill light is a skydome. I used this article to get a good base: https://3dtotal.com/news/inspiration/10-top-tips-for-lighting-and-presenting-your-sculpts-by-james-w-cain-zbrush-hair

And I think that’s all !

As you can see I spent a lot of time researching tutorials, but in parallel I also asked for a lot of feedback from friends who work in the industry.

For Beauregard I only did modeling on 3dsmax, UVs, handpainted textures in photoshop, rig/skin and rendering in Arnold. She took me a week. For Fjord I introduced new elements and methods: I decided to use ZBrush and Substance, and I wanted to make hair cards. He took me three weeks.I think starting simple with Beauregard helped me figure out a lot of stuff and made it much easier to work on Fjord after. Struggling every step of the way can be overwhelming and make me loose interest in a personal project, so I really recommend starting small and introducing difficulty and new methods when you’re at ease with the basics. Finished is better than perfect !

I hope this will help you in some way. Don’t hesitate if you have specific questions I’ll be happy to answer as best as I can !

#replies #3D #3D tutorial #sageandginger #long post

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cutegirlmayra · 5 years

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Hey friend~! I recently developed a need for some Amy x Gadget (the custom hero wolf-guy) from Sonic Forces. I dunno why, I just think it sounds cute. :V I'll leave details up to you. Feel free to message me if we need to discuss specifics. (Also, I can totally draw a picture for this if you need one. dsgkjsd;lga)

You know I love you and pics for my prompts! >w

Your needs are my passionate, daily labor~

PROMPTS ARE STILL ON SHUTDOWN! Please don’t send me a prompt! I’m still working through the ones I have T-T

Commissions are open for writing! Please speak with me and we can customize your order! :Db Also, check specific rules before any purchases!

Prompt:

“I just miss him soooooo much!” Amy hugged the couch’s pillow, squinting her eyes shut and wagging her body back and forth in her hyper energy.

Gadget just nodded politely, but it was clear he was feeling a little awkward at her exaggerated emotions…

“My body just wants to leap out and embrace him! Can you blame me? We all thought he was-…” She grew quiet for a few seconds, making Gadget a bit worried about her and lean forward.

“… Ah! It’s too painful to recount!” she suddenly shoved the pillow into her face and spooked him, having him ‘yelp!’ in surprise and fall off the couch.

She peeked over the pillow at him on the ground, seeing that he may be feeling pain from the landing. “Oh my gosh! I’m so sorry!” she quickly got up and sat beside him, her hands on the sides of her face. “I just get so worked up about Sonic! My bad…” she tilted her head in apology, but Gadget just wanted up off the floor.

She took his hand and helped him up, which is when he realized her overwhelming strength.

“W-Woah…” he blinked, immediately back on his feet again.

“Hmm? What’s wrong?”

As she tilted her head, his vision grew uneasy as she was suddenly shining with a brilliant radiance around her.

“GAK!” he flinched back and let her hand go. ‘She… She’s so cute! Darn it, I’m attracted to strong women!’

“Hmm?” she seemed oblivious of what his face was conveying. “Did you hit your head when you fell or just your bum?” she didn’t seem to understand his odd behavior but stepped around him with a finger to her mouth.

“Hmm… You sure you’re alright?”

‘Too close!’ he flung his arms up over his head and covered some of his face, nodding assuringly with little sweat droplets spraying all around his nervous face.

“Well, if you say so. Hey! I have an idea! Let’s go and try to find Sonic!”

‘Bad idea.’ he lowered his arms, looking at her with some sympathy now. ‘Tails had found other dimensional Sonic, and the Sonic from our world is really busy with mission after mission. I should know. They give me all the dirty work when he’s off recovering or trashing an Eggman base…” he scratched the back of his head, looking away from her cheery self. ‘But I can’t just break her heart and say no… I’m supposed to wait for Knuckles to tell me where to go next but…’

It pained him, but he took a glance back at Amy, wincing when he saw how completely carefree and happy she was.

Her eyes were twinkling with hope and longing, it clutched at his heart and caused a deep, torturous pain to swell up in it. Like bowling balls being crushed up against his fragile, sensitive heart.

He clutched his chest, chibi-crying inside his mental image of himself. ‘SO CUUUUTTEEEE!’ he cried within his thoughts.

“You’ll be my partner this time, right?” she blinked rapidly, leaning up closer to him without restraint.

He mentally panicked, forcing his arms straight down beside him and turning his head which way and left her without a response.

‘She’s never going to take no for an answer! I’m supposed to stay at base, but I think this is more temptation then I can handle! I wasn’t even properly trained for the forces, how do they expect me to decline a sweet, beautiful young girl such an innocent request!?’

He swallowed hard, then shrugged with a nervous laugh of approval.

“Oh yay! Thank you, recruit!”

She lept into his arms.

Suddenly, those nerves turned to butter that her warm arms melted and he limped in her sturdy embrace.

He was in heaven, while the world around him was crumbling into oblivion.

He bent back a moment with a goofy grin on his face before she released him and pulled him at alarming speeds out from HQ. “Come on! I just know Sonic’s this way! Call it my womanly intuition!”

His eyes were spirals, ‘S-She’s so strong!’ his blush could leave a stream of light behind as she dragged him along, but he didn’t mind.

Amy was struggling to breathe. The over-turned road was their only defense against the flames from the giant Eggman robots, but Gadget fought against the bending of the cement collapsing on them.

It was like something he would run on at high speeds, the twisting roadways, but now it was a hazard they were trapped under.

Amy was on her knees, coughing into her hand.

The heat rippled over him and the smoke stung at his lungs, but the will to protect Amy was stronger than all that.

“Amy!” he looked behind him, “I need you!”

She opened her eyes, red from the dusty air mixing with the sting of flames.

“You’re stronger than me! Even I know that!” he cried out, it was the most he had ever said to her, maybe to anyone else in his whole life.

But he needed her amazing strength, her impeccable bravery, and charming optimism to get them out of this mess.

“AMY!” His voice strained as the road began to topple on top of him.

Suddenly, two hands were placed by his right arm against the falling cement.

“Huh?” He turned to see that same girl, strong and determined, pushing against the wall.

“Sonic wouldn’t want me to give up, either!” she nodded, a sound resolve in her dry mouth. “We have to let it collapse!”

“Huuuhhh!?!?” Did she have a death wish!?

“Trust me! Look at how it’s bending!”

He saw where her eyes were and looked down the swirling mass of road.

‘…Wait!’ he could see what she meant!

“It bends like a wave!” she explained, “If we let it fall, we can run through the tunnel and stay out of the destruction! We can make it if we run really, really fast!” he could hear her strength in her voice giving way, she couldn’t hold the wall of the road up much longer.

It wasn’t just that though, he looked to his grappler.

“Are you with me?” She closed her eyes, growing desperate as he could hear her grunt to keep her force against the road.

He smiled, “Always.”

She peeked an eye open, seeming shaken at his quick reply.

He kept a gentle hold on her eyesight, as he noticed her begin to see him differently, as though she saw light spring from around him too.

Then the road broke around Amy’s arms.

“Ahh!” she pulled back and grabbed onto him. “Run!”

The two bolted down through the lop-sided oval of the rolling road collapsing just at their heels. Gadget had his arm around Amy and she had one around him, it gave him the confidence to believe his next plan would work.

No matter how strong or fast Amy was, neither of them could move faster than this domino effect. They didn’t have enough boost…

He threw his grappler out to the side of a cliff.

“What are you doing?!” Amy cried out, a few pieces of cement hitting her head. “Ah!”

“Grr..!” seeing her about to get sweeped up in the whiplash of the falling structure, he pulled her closer and shot out towards the cliff.

He was right, the whole thing cascaded down the gap below in a slow falling crash once the line flattened at the end of its tail.

Amy clung to Gadget as they dangled on the side of the cliff wall, but she didn’t notice Gadget hitting his shoulder hard against the stone to protect her from the impact.

He was waning… and then…

“That… that was amazingly lucky. You saved us, Rookie… GADGET!” she suddenly saw him let go.

They began tumbling down for a moment until Amy summoned her hammer, “Not like this! I won’t let you die!”

She hooked her hammer to an underground, but now exposed pipe sticking out from the cliffside.

Using the remaining last bits of her strength, she climbed the rest of the way up to the city’s broken surface and placed Gadget down beside her, falling by his side and gasping for air.

The flames still licked the skies as she looked at his face.

Was he conscious?

“Gadget…” she lifted a hand delicately to his face, stroking some black soot and dirt off his cheek. “Thank you… You… did so great today. It’s all my fault… I put us in harm’s way to find Sonic… I should have thought more about you then myself… I’m sorry.” she hugged him, and without realizing it, Gadget smiled and softly opened his eyes.

He bent his head down and closed them again, but hugged her with a weak arm in return.

“I… thought more about you then myself, too.”

She gasped, rising her head up.

He smiled sheepishly, still a bit battered from it all and his shoulder driving him crazy, but he tried to remain a handsome, fallen hero if he could muster it long enough.

“I think… you did great too.”

She pursed her lips, tearing up.

“You really think I’m strong, don’t you?”

“Stronger than you know.”

She was crushing his chest, making it hard to breathe, but he left the sarcasm in his voice go unnoticed.

“…Gadget…” she went a little limp on him.

He took the chance to breathe a bit easier, but then moved up as she helped him sit better.

“Sonic’s… a lucky guy.”

“Huh?” She seemed surprised to hear him say that, as though she didn’t understand before shaking her head. “O-Oh, right. Uh-huh…”

He noticed the sorrow that suddenly stroke her face, and a glimmer of hope rose in him.

“Do you… fall for anyone that saves your life? Or just the handsome blue speed demons?”

She blushed and pushed him away, covering her face. “STOP THAT! That’s not true! OoooOOOOooohhh..!” she whined her infamous tune.

‘Ow, my shoulder!’ he twitched his hand and arched his back, not releasing a single word from his mouth. ‘Pain, pain, pain! But so strong! Chaos, I love that she’s strong but why now!?’ he gripped the air and bite at his lower lip, ducking his head down to not reveal how much pain he was in at her action.

“Hmph. I’m not easily swooned…” she turned away, but he thought for a moment that maybe she was lying…

“Well, if you can be, I wouldn’t mind being a hero instead of a rookie.”

She flinched and looked back at him, “You… I love Sonic!”

“For now, maybe.”

Her quills rose, perhaps in protest? But her mouth forced a frown as though trying to hide something.

“You're younger than me!”

“Is that your first excuse?”

In offense, she punched his chest. “No!”

“Ow..!” he let a piercing cry escape for a moment. “So… Strong…” it was his last hit point, so he fell back and let the darkness take him.

“Huh? Gadget? Rookie? Hey!” were the last sweet sounds he heard before slowly… drifting… away…

He woke up later to hear from Tails that he was stupid for letting Amy get her way, and was scolded by Knuckles profusely for letting her get away with manipulating him.

However, while Sonic was away… Gadget would make Amy flustered and nervous in his absence~

Though, she didn’t seem to ever return his affections, maybe thinking it was his odd way of teasing her but…

For Gadget? It was enough.

#sonic prompt #sonic forces #sonic forces prompt #gadgetxamy #amy rose #sonic forces rookie #sonic forces custom character #custom characterxamy #sonic

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cloudbeom · 5 years

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY HOBI~!

warnings: none

Genre: fluff and uwu

Summary : as unbiological siblings and close band members, you decided to plan a suprise

A/n: HAPPY 🎂 JUNG HOSEOK! I swear without our sunshine 1)none of bts will know the true meaning of happiness (2) dance choreos will be easier BUT no flair (3) there wont be any sound effects for bts run :( Hoseok means so much to me so I decided to make a one shot here and on the other one just bc he deserves not only the 🌍 but the universe! and I 😍 how Hoseok’s first story is a 🎂 one uwu. anyways, I received a bunch of requests and I’ve already written them, so after I proof read them I’ll publish em! anyways, enjoy!~

You were awoken by the blinds being pulled apart, and you saw Namjoon in his Ryan pajamas and glassed, pulling your toes.

"(Y/n) ssi wake up" he whispered

"What time is it?" You asked, your voice husky and your hair sticking to your face.

"Four in the morning" Namjoon replied "It's Hoseok hyung's birthday"

"Mmmm happy birthday" you said, then fell back against your soft pillow, and Namjoon sighed, pulling your blanket off "hEY!"

"I want to bake a cake for him" He said sadly as he dropped your blanket "Jin said I'm not allowed in the kitchen because I cant cook, so I need your help"

"Why not wake Jin up?" you yawned, making grabby hands to the blanket.

"He did wake Jin up" Jin said as he leaned on the door "So you better wake up too"

You groaned and rolled off the bed in purpose just so you can cuddle the blanket that fell there. Why did you feel like your parents were forcing you to bake a cake for your brother? You were bandmates for fucks sake.

Well, that's what seven years can do to people you guess.

So here you were, sitting on the bar in the kitchen of the dorm, completely exhausted as Jin and Namjoon was taking out the ingredients.

The weird thing was with Jin's fantastic cooking and your amazing decorating skills, the cake had finished before six. Namjoon carefully stored it in the freezer and then the three of you high fived each other silently. Happy that it was done because it was worth it.

And eventually the three of you passed out at the couch in the living room.

"Why are they asleep here?" Jimin asked Jeongguk who was munching on an apple "We should wake them."

Thankfully, before Jeongguk could grab a glass of water to… wake them, Jin had shot up, as if sensing Kookie's plan.

"I'm awake!" He said, and glared at Jeongguk who was filling a cup of tap water "Don’t you dare Jeon"

He shrugged and drank the water instead.

You yawned and stretched, rubbing your eyes tiredly "Morning, where's Namjoon?"

"He told me he was going to the studio" Jin said, standing to go to his room "He didn't want to wake you up, so I fell back asleep" Jin said, then walked into the bathroom of his room.

"Good morning!" Jimin smiled and ruffled your hair "It's Hobi hyung's birthday"

"I know" You said, "We baked him a cake"

"Him and Yoongi Hyung are at the studio with Namjoon hyung" Jeongguk said, "They'll be there for a while"

"We should make them dinner and we can eat out at the balcony" You smiled tiredly. "In the mean time… Overwatch?"

"Game on" Jeongguk said and Jimin grinned, walking to get the snacks ready.

"I wonder where Tae is?" You asked yourself as you walk into your room.

"PLEaSE?"

"Taehyung, I said no"

"Hyung, I'll do anything!" Taehyung begged as Yoongi spun around his chair to face away from the boy.

"No" Yoongi said simply, reviewing his papers

Just then, Namjoon and Hoseok walked in, and their eyes landed on Taehyung who was on his knees on the floor and Yoongi giving no fucks as he read some lines on his notebook

"What am I seeing?" Namjoon asked

"He wants lines for Cypher" Yoongi said, and Hoseok couldn't help but laugh, making Taehyung pout.

"I'll just leave" He said sadly, slowly leaving "I'm leaving" he said at the door, as if waiting for the rap line to feel bad for him.

"Bye" Namjoon said, sitting on Yoongi's couch.

"Happy Birthday Hobi hyung" Taehyung said, then pouted the whole way to the dorm.

"Aw man" You sighed as your team lost again "I don't want to play anymore, I suck at this"

"We're on the same team, no wonder we keep losing" Jeongguk said and it made Jimin laugh as he shoved another handful of chips into his mouth, sitting at the bean bag behind us.

"Hey guys" Taehyung said sadly, walking into Jeongguk's room and taking off his shoes to jump at the couch behind Jimin, his cheek flat against the seat. Jimin handed him the bowl of chips and he stuffed his pouty face.

"Why are you so sad?" Jeongguk asked, turning from his chair to face him, his controller in his hand.

"I went to the rap line and asked for lines for Cypher" he said, his voice muffled by the cushions.

"Of course" you said, pulling your legs up to your chest "Hey, lets set the table outside!"

"What?" Jimin asked "Now?"

"You can play games, I want to set the table, who knows how disgusting it is" You said, throwing the controller to Taehyung, who caught it and smiled happily

"Yay! Let's play!" He said, taking the seat you just got off from.

You walked to the balcony and was surprised to see Jin already there, the table spotless.

"Wow, Jin you should have called me" You said, laying your hand on the clean surface of the glass.

"I wanted to, but you were cursing in Jeongguk's room, I didn't want to find out what you were doing" he said casually, pushing the chairs back in the tables.

Your cheeks heated up

"Yah! It's nothing like that! We were playing Overwatch!" You smacked him, and Jin laughed as he tried to defend himself, his hands up in surrender.

Jimin came out moments later "Hey, can I help?"

"Yeah, you can trap Jin on the wall there" you said

"W-What? No, I meant on the meal!" Jimin said, and Jin ran past him and inside.

"Come back here JIN!" You yelled and chased him.

"You could've just said no" Jimin said, walking back inside.

"Aigoo, that's just beautiful" You said after you hung the fairy lights around the edge of the balcony, it was already six in the evening and they should be finished in an hour or so. Jimin was helping Jin inside while Taekook was still on it with the games.

You placed a camera on the edge of the table where you would be doing your V-live while eating later, and you went inside to be greeted with the smell of food.

"Wow, Jin is really good at cooking" You said with a smile as you walked past them and into Jeongguk's room, seeing them still playing.

"GET YOUR LAZY ASSES UP WE GOT A BIRTHDAY TO DO" you yelled and then slammed the door, and walked into your room.

When Hoseok came home, you had covered the glass door to the balcony by closing the curtains, something you guys naturally did when it was night time, so Hoseok didn't know something was up.

"Why is this really suspicious?" Yoongi asked, pointing to the clean kitchen "And why do I smell Kimchi fried rice?"

"Shh" Jeongguk said "we have a surprise dinner for hyung in the balcony"

"(Y/n) bets me lines in Cypher that Hoseok would cry" Taehyung said, snickering.

"And You bet me Yeontan for a week" You glared at him, and Taehyung smugly nodded

"I know, I wouldn't give up my dog if I wasn't confident"

Yoongi face palmed and just walked to his room unbothered.

"what's for dinner tonight?" Hoseok asked when he walked into the living room

Jin looked at you and you nodded "Presenting Hoseok's birthday special!" You said dramatically and pulled open the curtains to reveal what was on the balcony table.

The Maknae trio was already outside, and they started harmonizing 'happy birthday', Jeongguk making random dances and Jimin just jumping, wanting to hug his brother so much.

Hoseok walked out slowly, taking in what used to be the dirty, wet deck of the balcony, now a clean, lit up place filled with food and candles.

Hoseok's mouth fell agape, his eyes widened

"Y-You did this for… for me?"

"We did" you said, smirking at Tae as Hoseok's voice started to break "We spent five hours on all the food here"

"That's not true!" Tae defended

"You we're playing games of course you didn't know!"

Jin had quickly kicked Taehyung's shin and pinched your ear, then pushed you both behind him "Happy birthday Hoseok, this is from all of us"

Jin's soft words were enough to make Hoseok break down into tears, you smiled as you looked at him.

Jimin was the first to embrace him from behind, followed by Jeongguk, then Namjoon, and then the rest followed in. Ending up in an adorable group hug as Hoseok's sobs decreased.

"Bangtan is seriously the best" Hoseok sobbed out "You spent hours making this for me?"

"We woke up at ass crack of dawn for that cake too, and I don’t like waking up at ass crack" You said, glaring at Namjoon. And the fact that the cake was hand cooked only made Hoseok cry more.

"Yah… this is literally the best birthday I can get" Hoseok said when he cut the cake "This cake looks like something (Y/n) would make.."

"I did" You said proudly "And Jin Hyung"

"What about me?"

"You woke us and didn't do anything" Jin said, glaring at the leader, and he smiled, it was kinda true.

"Let's dig in!" Jeongguk said, walking to turn on the V live, and when he did, ARMY's flooded in and greeted Hoseok

‘Happy birthday Hobi~!’

#i want to do another one abt you just playing with Yeontan for a week lol #bts #bts x 8th member reader #Igirl Idol #kim namjoon #kim seokjin #Min Yoongi #Jung Hoseok #Park Jimin #Kim Taehyung #jeon jeongguk #Suga #RM #J hope #Jung Hoseok x reader #bts scenarios #bts reactions #bts imagines #bangtan

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aticklishtem · 5 years

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so I’ve been thinking a bit about what tickling means to me lately...it’s always been a Complicated Relationship and this is probably gonna be v nonsensical and weird, but it’s the first time I’ve ever felt able to talk about it in 27 years lol, so I’m gonna try~

when I was little I was pretty shameless about wanting to be tickled, playing tickling games with friends/family etc. but it had to be under very specific circumstances. since I can remember, seeing tickling as straight up torture/non consensual really freaked me out, which made certain cartoons/kid’s shows super fun as you can imagine >.>;;

So as I got older...not gonna go into all the Mental Health Details but yeah I was a very lonely and depressed teenager yay 🙌 and I was kinda trying to repress the Thing, though I knew it was still A Thing (just another of the Many Weird and Bad Things About Me). I really don’t know how to describe it but... it pretty much turned a phobia?? but also still a fascination?? definitely for a long time I was legit terrified by the thought of being tickled, or of tickling anyone else irl. which sounds and is ridiculous lmao, especially when I still read tickle scenes in books/fanfics over and over...but the “wrong” kind (for lack of a better word) would really unsettle me.

and it’s only really recently in the last couple of years - as my general mental health has improved, I guess?? that I’ve been able to start accepting this part of me, enjoying and even creating tickling content without feeling weird or bad or ashamed about it. and especially accepting that I might really really super obviously actually want to be tickled myself a lot sometimes >\\\>;; I still have a lot of fears, doubts and insecurities relating to that, but I’m genuinely so happy and grateful that I discovered this community and made this blog. y’all are really awesome, even if I’m still shy and awkward and bad at interacting lol, I’ve made some amazing friends here and I can’t express how much that means to me 💕💕 hopefully someday i’ll feel ready to share this part of me with other people I’m close to irl, but we’ll just have to see how things progress~

welp idek what that was lol but it was nice to get it off my chest...?? ^w^;; tysm if you actually read all that nonsense, I’d def be interested to hear you guys’ experiences/stories/anything you wanna if you feel like it! either way you’re awesome and ily 💜💚

#holy teal deer batman #but yeah!!!#it just felt good to try and put all that complicated shit into words...#i probably failed lol #shush tem no1currrr #tem talks #life of tem

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femmedplume · 6 years

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Bastille @ the Wiltern (aka How Dan Smith Kissed Me)

Okay friends, strap in, this is gonna be a ride -- partially because I’s super excited, and partially because this is my ONE CHANCE to get revenge for the millions of SPN Con breakdowns I’ve had to read over the years, lol. ((BUT, because I am a nice nice Stitch, I shall put a read more break and you can scroll to the bottom if all you want to read is the kiss part lol.))

To start off, dis me and mah buddy Mikey ( @gnaist)

We have known each other since fucking JUNIOR HIGH, and (as I told him last night,) there are v v few people I enjoy enough to tolerate them for over twenty years, let alone still actively want to see them. Dis guy? He dat guy. :) And he also puts up with me with minimal complaining.

Mikey and I share a birthday week, and we usually do something together (just us) during September to celebrate. This year, he was sweet enough to agree that our Birthday Shenanigans™ should take place at the ONE gig Bastille’s playing in LA -- not because he's a fan, but because I am. #FriendshipGoals

So first, I got all dolled up, with fancy pink and purple hair and Bastille-themed nails:

(That’s 00:15 for their song Quarter Past Midnight, a ∆ , and a letter for each member of the band: Charlie (guitar), Woody (drums), Will (bass), Kyle (keyboards), and Dan (lead singer))

Then, I drove to Mikey’s and gave him his half of our newest tradition: Birthday Socks!! One for me and one for him.

We had dinner at this awesome patisserie close to Mikey’s awesome new place (shoutout to him for Adulting and buying his first condo!) We also got cake because Birthday Shenanigans™.

The food was super tasty, and the cakes were CHOCOLATE AF (don’t talk to me about my allergies, okay? Is mah BIRTHDAY)

We were running late, so we actually ate in the Lyft (the driver was nice enough to let us, and we were careful not to spill.) We got to the Wiltern at 7pm, JUST as they started letting people in.

Once we got in, we got overpriced (but very tasty) drinkies (Birthday Shenanigans™)

And then Mikey informed me that if we were going to a concert, we were getting merch. (Mikey is v v wise and a literal doctor, so I 100% believe anything he tells me.) We got shirts!

He got a cute Quarter Past Midnight shirt (that was also unusually soft and high quality,) and I got the tie-dye one that’s based off Dan Smith’s actual shirt. I’mma cut up the collar like I do with all my shirts because I hate t-shirt collars.

Then we went inside the actual theatre, which is an Art Deco beauty. They’d taken out all the seats, but the orchestra section has many shallow levels/risers, and people could basically choose which section they wanted to stand in. There was a bar INSIDE the theatre. The lighting was too low for good pics, but you can sorta see in this:

The very front pit and center section were filled with people who hadn’t sauntered in four hours late with chocolate mousse cake -- but there was space off to the right where we could stand and only two people were in front of us. YAY!

Then we waited. And waited. AND WAITED LIKE WTF PEOPLE?? I figure the Wiltern wants to give people time to buy drinks and stuff, but two HOURS???

Finally, about 9pm, the support act came on: a female singer named Fletcher? Anyone heard of her? Anyway, she was really good, had a gorgeous voice -- although we couldn’t understand what she was singing, but that was more because of the mic set up.

(Das her. V petite and blonde and has a looooot of songs about breakups, lol.)

Once Fletcher finished her set, there was another break while the road crew set up Bastille’s equipment. It was sort of fun to watch, because they’re all English blokes so they’re chatting away in cute accents while they’re doing the setup.

And then, FINALLY, Bastille came on stage.

And it.

Was.

WORTH IT.

They went hard from the moment they stepped on stage, and kept the energy up the entire time.

I cannot fully express to you how electric they are live -- but let’s just say that all the good pictures are Mikey’s because a) he is the bestest of friends and played cameraman for the evening -- but also b) I was too busy jumping around with Dan to get any actual images of Dan jumping around

He even raced up to the balcony during Flaws, WHILE SINGING and dancing. (I was a bit disappointed he didn’t come by where we were standing, but I was also happy for the balcony peoples because you don’t normally get to interact much in the balcony. Also: ART DECO!!!)

Dan Smith’s voice was PEAK HONEY, and he did all the songs I hoped he would: The Draw, Blame, Quarter Past Midnight...hell, I’ll just show you the set-list, which I got to see after the show:

(The girl holding it was the one who got to keep it -- she was super sweet and a HUGE fan who’d been to tons of concerts but had never gotten a hold of a set-list, so we were all happy she finally got one! :D)

SIDENOTE:

During the show, there was this moment in the song Bad Blood where Dan came over to the side of the stage where we were standing. Now, the camera lens makes it seem like we were farther away than we were, like this:

When in reality we could see more like this:

So the band could see our faces, too. So during Bad Blood, Dan’s singing, and I’m singing along with him (like a goober) and I raised my hand like you do when you’re feeling a song...

and he RAISED HIS HAND BACK AND SANG TO ME!

For like, two seconds, but still. It was a MOMENT.

After that, I was floating on Cloud 9 -- so when the concert ended, I was ready to call it a perfect night. But when we went out (the back exit, as it was closer,) Mikey mentioned that because the line had stretched around the far corner of the Wiltern, we’d never gotten a chance to get a pic of the actual marquis.

So we paused, and I looked back at the theater alley and thought -- huh, I wonder if they might...come out afterwards? Mebbe sign a few things? I has this nice shirt I spent too much money on...mebbe they sign my nice shirt, eh?

So Mikey went to get his pic of the marquis, which came out FABULOUSLY:

And then we settled in to wait at the end of the alley where we thought they might come out. Turns out, we were at the wrong end. So after like, 30 mins of waiting on one end, we (there were like, 20 of us) meandered over to the OTHER end of the alley, where the band’s cars were waiting and the crew was loading out the equipment.

BTW, the Bastille crew? Super sweet, English and American, and those boys fucking HUSTLED. They were rolling 300-400lb equipment into this semi, basically doing the world’s largest game of Tetris, trying to fit everything in. We was all v v impressed.

They also brought us water?? Because we’d been waiting for an hour and a half at this point and they felt bad, like...?? AND THEN, they gave us the balloons from the set!!

And all the fans were really nice, and started taking the bunches of balloons apart so that everyone who wanted a balloon could have one (I got a green one, mah favorite color!)

So we’re waiting. And waiting. And WAITING GODDAMN DON’T THEY HAVE CLOCKS IN ENGLAND??

The crew finishes loading, the semi backs out, still we wait. Their manager finally comes out and says that yes they’re coming out, but probably only going to take a couple of group shots with all of us/not sign anything or chat. Why? Because the boys are exhausted. He tells us they’ve flown from England to Sacramento to Vegas to LA in 3 days and played 4 shows, soo... understandable situation.

EXCEPT for this one fan, who started whining at the manager. “I didn’t wait ALL THIS TIME for some fucking group shot, I want a SELFIE!” “I need Dan to take a pic of me with my SIGN!!” (She kept harping about her sign... is no even a good sign?)

Then, when it looked for a second like maybe the boys weren’t coming out at all, she snaps “You PROMISED they were coming!!” >:( The tone of this person’s voice, man -- you know the one? Like she’s Sharon at the Walmart and they were out of stock of Pantene Pro-V or some shit and they OWED HER some gotdamn PANTENE and where is the manager?? Ugh.

Anywho, the boys come out. (Except Will. He might have already fallen asleep, IDK lol.) But there was a Dan and a Kyle and a Woody, and they all not ONLY took some group shots, but DID give hugs and stuffs.

(Dan giving hugs. Woody, who was totally smiley and friendly and not a miserable git like this pic makes him look...right after this moment he ran over and gave the girl next to me a hug. Kyle was off to my right, giving many hugs and taking many pictures.)

(Dan in a taco hat a fan had given him. Woody heading back after giving many hugs.)

(Dan apologizing profusely because someone gave him a shirt for a present and he hadn’t realized that there was an image of a nekkid lady in the art collage on the front, and we were all ladies and he didn’t want us to feel uncomfortable or think he was a misogynist so he covered it up oh god he’s such a cinnamon roll I cannot!)

And now, the moment you’ve been waiting for: THE KISS.

So, during the interminable waiting, (literally, TWO HOURS PLUS, you guys!) several of us started chatting -- during the chat, it came up that I has made a Bastille art. I showed the ladies this pic:

because we were all talking about Dan shaving his head and I was trying to convince them it was actually kinda hot, lol.

They really liked the art!! :D So much so that they convinced me (after many prods and encouragements) to show the art to Dan. And I was gonna do it, honest! I was super brave and not at all terrified.

But then came the whole they’re too tired thing and I was like, eh, mebbe no?

And THEN, Superbitch Fan was standing right next to me DEMANDING that Dan take a selfie with her and her sign. (Which he did, like a sweetheart.) Then when he went to turn to me, Superbitch decided she didn’t like the first pic, and PUSHED IN FRONT OF ME AND PAST THE SECURITY BARRIER to demand he take another one.

Which he did, like a sweetheart -- but then turned past me, probably so she couldn’t grab him again. So I figured, lost cause, right?

Wrong. As he turned back, I was holding the phone out, but not quite up, kind of undecided -- and it caught his eye.

Daniel Campbell Smith GASPED, CLUTCHED HIS HEART

and said “Wow.” Looked at the pic, then back to me, said, “Did you...”

And I held it up and said “Um, yes, I made you...an art?” (Because you know, what are words and why would I, a writer, know how to use them?)

And he just gaped, like HE had no words -- and then leaned in and KISSED ME ON THE CHEEK.

And not a peck, either?? Like a firm, full on “you are amazing and so is your art thing thank you so much” kiss for several seconds??

AND MIKEY GOT THE PIC!

TL;DR:

It may be blurry, but there it is! Immortalized for all time, the moment Daniel Cinnamon Roll Smith liked my artwork SO MUCH he had to kiss me to say thank you.

And then, dear friends, I died.

I have, in fact, been writing this diary from my condo on the edge of the Lake of Fire in Hades. Because I’m dead.

BEST. NIGHT. EVER!!**

((Bonus: Mikey is now a Bastille fan! He really liked the concert, and is going to make his own playlist based on the concert’s set list. I’m so freaking happy we got to share that!! :DDDD))

((Super-bonus: Look in the right-hand corner of the kiss pic. See that woman looking like she’s having her night ruined? THAT was Superbitch. HA!))

**All credit to @gnaist for taking pictures of the entire night, even when I didn’t know he was shooting lol.

#this has been the entirely true diary of your friendly neighborhood Stitch #thanks for reading #I promise I'll post some video of the concert in a bit #stitch in real life #bastille #dan smith: deep enough to drown #concert #the wiltern #live music #fanart #IDK what else to tag this but I feel like I's missing something?#oh!#the doctor and stitch

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wlwhc · 6 years

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A to Z (Fluffy) - Alex Danvers

(A/N): So I found this , and I couldn’t help but do it because it’s fun. SO here you go, something for you to read while I keep writing the imagines and drabbles.

A = Attractive.

What do they find attractive about the other?

She’s absolutely in love with your smile. She will do the impossible to make you smile, it makes her chest flutter.

B = Baby

Do they want a family? Why? / Why not?

She does want to have a family, maybe two. Coming back from work finding you asleep with the two monkeys on your arms. She really loves the idea of having a family with you, at this point she doesn’t care much how many, the bigger the better.

C = Cuddle

How do they cuddle?

She’s such a cuddly person. She adores to cuddle with you all the damn time, she will jump into your arms, sometimes even at work, she can’t help it. She likes to be the little spoon but also the big one. She will be happy just by being near you and feeling your warmth soothing her worries away. You can expect her to leave a kiss here and there. On angsty nights she will hide in the crook of your neck and won’t come out even if J'onn come to get her.

D = Date

what are dates with them like?

She is a sucker for home dates. Just staying at home, no one that may bother you two, a glass of wine, maybe some movies and a lot of cuddles and kisses. She also likes bar dates and even picnics if the city is calm. It doesn’t matter if she’s busy, she will always find time for you.

E = Everything

You are my ____ (e.g my life, my world)

“You are my anchor, you keep me steady, not letting me fly away, you keep me sane, you keep me grounded, only God knows where would I be without your hands holding mine”

F = Feeling

When did they know they were falling in love?

It was in a game night. You and Kara were rambling about a movie, while the rest of the Superfriends were gathered around. Her head started thinking how nice you are with Kara, and that her mother would love to know you, god her dad would be freaking hype if she would be dating you….oh crap.

She thought it was a normal and stupid idea. But then when her head hit the pillow, her mind was still focused on you, you and those beautiful eyes, your smooth hair that she would wish she could play with, how much she wishes to live in your arms and oh god….

“I’m screwed”

G = Gentle

Are they gentle with you? if so, how?

You are made of porcelain okay? And she will make sure that everyone knows this. She’s not only gentle in a physical way, she’s very soft with her words too, always trying to not raise her voice or use her agent mode with you. Even if she does it only takes a pout of her to melt.

H = Hand/Hold

How do they like to hold hands?

SHE LOVES TO HOLD HANDS. All the time, everywhere (unless she’s in badass agent mode). Sometimes she will sneakily hold your hand when she’s nervous, will play with your fingers and will often kiss your hand. If you two are walking hand in hand she will swing her arm smiling softly at you. Even if you two are just simply talking she will hold your hand, she won’t let go, it’s a sweet gesture that she loves with all her heart. That and little pecks on the check.

I = Impression

First Impression/s

She couldn’t help but think how cute you are but also unbelievable hot?? Like how can you do that??. She saw you joking around with her sister, laughing and being cute, until a guy tried to hit on Kara and he didn’t back off, right when Alex was going to scare him off, you step in, your eyes cold and fists ready to fight. That’s when Alex’s heart starts racing like crazy.Get you a girl that can do both, she thought, while she watches you beat up the guy with heart eyes.

J = Joker

Are they into pulling pranks?

From time to time Kara will star a prank war and you will somehow get involved too. But Alex always makes her way to be a team with you and kick everyone’s asses.

K = Kisses

How do they kiss?

Sweet and soft sometimes, passionate and desperate other times. With her hands cupping your cheeks, sometimes playing with your hair, other times sneaking her hands on your shirt. One thing is for sure, once that you started, she won’t want to stop.

L = little things

what little things do they love/notice?

Every day you will try to remind her the importance of eating and sleeping well, even if you don’t follow that advice. She liked that, but when you started cooking for her, preparing little lunch for her to eat while she saved the world, that’s when she almost die of happiness.

Now you have to make another lunch for J’onn because the green alien is often stealing Alex food.

A thing that she noticed is how often you call her while she’s away, or how attent you are when her mouth starts running. No matter what she said, you will hear her, and you will know exactly when to talk or just simply nod. You listen to her, more important, you cared about what she haves to say.

M = Memory

they favorite moment together

New Year’s Eve.

Kara had picked you up from your apartment so you could give Alex her new years kiss. Kara said it was her idea but it was actually Alex’s.

Neither of you thought that in that same day a new alien threat almost blows up your apartment. And after almost dying, and watching your building burned, Alex had approached you with the idea of finally living together. You weren’t sure, that’s why Alex had sealed the deal with the famous New Year’s Kiss. Fireworks in the sky and the light of the fire that Supergirl was still trying to turn off. A lot of people will say that this is far from being romantic, and they’re probably right, but the face of your girlfriend when you said “okay, maybe It’s time to sleep in the same bed in the same house” it’s priceless.

N = Nickel

Do they spoil? Do they buy the person they love everything?

I would not say everything, but she does buy you a plenty amount of things. But they’re cheesy and small things, and it’s not all the time, every day. Quality over quantity. Rings, Collars, shoes. But mostly and more important…FOOD.

And if you want something, it may happen to appear the next week on your doorstep. And I say a week because she will be overthinking the whole thing.

O = Orange

what color reminds them of their other half?

Red, just because you always compliment her bEAUTIFUL HAIR

P = Petnames

What pet-names do they use?

Babe (all the damn time)

Baby (as much as the first)

Sweetheart (when she’s feeling all soft)

Honey (not often)

Q = Questions

what are the questions they’re always asking?

She’s always asking how are you, or what are you doing if she’s not there. She’s always wanting to know your state, are you fine? okay? are sad? do you need anything? she just wants to take care of you.

R = Remember

Their favorite memory of each other

She tried to cook breakfast once, and somehow end up almost burning the apartment, how? neither of you knew. But you woke up with the smell of something burning and Alex swearing while she ran all over the house trying to find the extinguisher, flour all over her clothes and the kitchen a mess. After that incident, you two end up dearing each other to eat the burning food, joking that it was impossible to do because it was carbon.

After that, you helped her clean the kitchen and helped her cook something without burning nothing, after eating you two took a shower together (Alex idea) and decided to stay cuddling in bed the whole day since you two almost die (Again, Alex’s words)

S = Sad

How they cheer themselves / each other up

Cuddling or giving each to her a lot of hugs. Alex needs her normal doses of physical affections okay? even more when she’s feeling upset, this girl needs her cuddles and kisses!

Also a few words of encouragement, no matter how bad they are also work. Because she knows that you care, crap, anything that you do to try to cheer her up will work because she will be like “omg she really cares”

And she will cheer you up staying as much as she cans with you and giving you anything you want. You want something to eat? you got it! wanna sleep all day because life is awful? she will hold you tight and make sure you don't’ starve to death. Do you want to go to Disneyland? SHE WILL TAKE YOU I SWEAR SHE LOVES YOU SO MUCH SHE WILL SACRIFICE HERSELF IF THAT MEANS THAT YOU WILL BE HAPPY

T = Talking

what do they love talking about?

Movies and shows. She’s a big nerd not matter how much she says she’s not. She loves to ramble about her favorite shows with you

U = Universe

Use a metaphor, what are they to each other? (e.g he was the universe, ever-changing and mysterious)

“She was the beautiful dream

I had been searching for-

the one to wake me up”

- Atticus

V = Very___

they thoughts about each other (e.g she’s very smart, he’s very stubborn, they’re very annoying)

She’s very protective, you’re very naive sometimes, that combination can lead to a few arguments, but you two always manage to create a balance.

W = Why

Reason why they love each other

You two compliment each other, you’re the one that keeps her grounded, and she’s the one that brings you out of your shell. If she falls you’re right there to catch her, you have become an important factor for her to breath. Life is different with you, easier, sweetter…better.

X = Xylophone

What’s their song?

He is We - I wouldn’t mind

Y = You the ___ to my ___ (e.g the cookie to my milk, the macaroni to my cheese)

You’re the stitches to my wounds

Z = Zebra

if they wanted a pet, what pet would they get?

I hope you like this guys, I really enjoyed making them, I’ll probably make some others, but the ones I want to (lol) because I already have 57 requests to do. This also helps me to get rid of writer’s block yay!

#alex danvers #alex x reader #alex danvers imagine #alex danvers imagines #alex danvers x reader #supergirl #supergirl imagines #supergirl imagine #a to z #fluffy alphabet #fem!reader #headcanons #supergirl headcanons

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violetemerald · 6 years

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Grey's Anatomy: Owen Hunt & His Journey to Becoming a Parent - "Bless The Broken Road"

Voiceovers are transcribed at the bottom of this description. ~~~ I don't know what to expect with Owen and this foster baby storyline going forward but I'm SO HAPPY about it so far. Also my OTP on Grey's right now is Owen/Amelia and her being so involved has not hurt my happiness about it... lol. But seriously, I have all the excitement of shipping feelings right now but more toward Owen&happiness, I have been rooting for Owen and parenthood for 7 years, I'm pretty sure, and it's all HAPPENING!! ~~~ As you may have learned from my personal video about my queerplatonic relationship I was in on-and-off for a couple years: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VN_3ynvHdY4 - I really want to foster and/or adopt children myself in my future. Owen's storyline (including a willingness to adopt or even foster an older child!) and his struggle to find a partner he's in love with who actually wants to have children has been one of the parts of Grey's Anatomy as a TV series that has resonated with me the most, especially recently as I re-watch a big chunk of the series knowing I'm asexual and aromantic-spectrum. I was so shocked when 14x19 happened and Owen signed up to do parenting single via fostering to adopt, as that is basically my plan if I can't within the next 6 or 7 years or so find a partner to co-parent with. I started this vid immediately and have been SO inspired.

Special thanks to cardiffgiant02 for helping me brainstorm scenes!

I couldn't fit in everything I wanted to, especially in regards to explaining how his relationship with Emma in season 10 was so close to giving him his dream of children but SHE wasn't who he wanted in a romantic partner, and actually in order to fit in most of what I wanted to I edited the song and EXTENDED IT...

...but repeating certain instrumental sections a few times. I hope the song extension/edits don't sound horrible and overly distracting... I couldn't help it, I really *needed* the extra 30 or so seconds, lol. Also I hope my glowy effects on the scenes from the two "What If" episodes where Owen has kids in season 8 and season 10 are not too much...

Mainly I'm pretty happy with how the video turns out even if it's not entirely perfect. I worked hard on this and I really hope people enjoy it. Please leave me a comment if you like it, as it took me many, many hours to edit. :)

And yay for my first Grey's Anatomy video in 4 years, by the way! Check out my playlist of all my Grey's Anatomy vidding here: https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLQIrXD4weMlgmJGC93E8d3QAXaht9guad

I actually hope to make some other Grey's Anatomy fanvideos soon, probably to vid Cristina & Meredith's relationship, to vid Amelia and/or the Owen/Amelia ship, AND to vid the hospital shooting storyline and the whole aftermath of that trauma throughout season 7. I already have perfect song ideas for all of those. They all mean things to me personally. Cristina & Meredith are the epitome of queerplatonic partners in many ways, although there is no one way to do that relationship structure, and I love so much in my re-watch noticing the show exploring their bond. The trauma and coping with the aftermath of a gun related trauma is personal for me after my friend perpetrated a murder-suicide 5 months ago. Etc. There's a LOT going into my feelings toward the show right now.

I felt a little weird vidding this song because A) I started a vid years and years ago set to a different cover of this song and I almost-never repeat vid songs, and B) I'm an atheist - I don't believe in God and this song is kinda more heavily about "God" "blessing" the difficult journey to get to the happy ending. But the previous vid I had been working on, a Lucas & Peyton (One Tree Hill) one I didn't vid more than about 45 seconds: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_l9yExD5zQY and I just couldn't think of a better song for focusing on the "broken road" part, the angst and long journey to getting tot the end. A lot of other songs that crossed my mind, like "Brighter Than Sunshine" by Aqualung or other covers of that, focused too much on how life NOW is great, brighter than sunshine, and while it turns out episodes 14x20 and 14x21 gave us quite a few Owen w/ a child scenes and I could've probably made a song like that work, I picked the song when all I knew was the end of 14x19 and I was expecting maybe one scene at best by the end of the season of Owen getting his dream of Parenthood. I was expecting the happy ending to be more implied in this vid when I first started out making it. Anyway... I think the song worked pretty perfectly, even if at the end the lyric switches to "lover's arms" so I had to be creative with Amelia... :P There aren't a lot of songs out there focusing on platonic happy endings after a lot of broken hearts, if you know what I mean.

Song: Bless The Broken Road Cover Artist: Luke Murgatroyd & Mike Watson (Originally by Rascal Flatts) Discovered it here on YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kYP8UqF5x8s

Voiceovers:

Cristina: I don't want a baby. Owen: Well, you have one.

Owen: I could take a leave for six months, or a year. Cristina: No, you couldn't. Owen: Yes. Sure, I could. I'm telling you I want this. I can do this. Cristina: There is no compromise! I don't want to be a mother.

Cristina: I made an appointment... to terminate the pregnancy.

Owen (to Megan): I always imagined us raising our families together. Camping trips, cookouts.

Owen: It's a cute baby, right?

Owen: I could sing a song... You tired? [Sofia coos]

Owen: It's always been about you! It's what YOU want. That's always been your position. We live like you want, how you want... you get WHATEVER you want.

April: I don't know, it's just a feeling. [Owen scoffs a little] April: But... you don't have any kids.

Owen: It was- it was a... life that I envisioned for myself, okay?

Megan: You don't have any kids. How exactly would that dream work out?

Owen: You KILLED our baby! You don't ever forget that!

DSHS Worker: So, are you looking to foster a child? Or foster-to-adopt? Owen: Foster-to-adopt.

Owen: Oh, sure. Ok, we're fine. Except for the part where you aborted the child that I wanted. Cristina: Except for the part where you held my hand while I exercised my right to choose, and then four months later you screamed I killed your baby in front of all our friends.

Cristina: I do not want kids- Owen: Most people would've considered dropping a bomb like that BEFORE the wedding. THAT is when it would've been relevant.

Meredith: He should be with someone who wants a baby.

Amelia: You have wanted this forever!

Ethan: Can I stay with you? Owen: [chuckles] No, no, no, I have to- I have to work.

Owen: When you and Derek adopted Zola, how did you know?

Owen (to Emma): Are you planning to break my heart?

Owen: I mean, how did you really know that that was something you were gonna do? Meredith: Why? Are you thinking...?

Owen: You know, this kid, he needs someone. And... I like him! And, uh... he likes me! He's scared and alone, and... I could help. I know how to help, and I want to. It's a huge commitment; it's a lifetime of responsibility... but then I spend one minute with this kid, and... I can't imagine not doing it.

Meredith: You know, Owen was talking about taking the kid, himself.

Cristina: Were you even going to tell me you wanted to... ADOPT him? Owen: Well, that didn't happen, so... Cristina: But you WANTED to! Owen, you want kids!

Cristina: Derek watches Zola put applesauce in her ear, and he's enchanted. You felt that way with Ethan.

Alex: Mm. Maybe you're not a "baby guy". Babies just don't like some guys.

Cristina: You broke up with her? She was IT, Owen. Picket fence, a dozen kids. Owen: I don't want to talk about that.

Owen: I'm a baby guy! You can see that, right?

Owen: Um... kids? Amelia: Five. Owen: Whoa, five? Amelia: Sure, unless the first few terrorize us, then we can have four. Owen: Are we really talking about this? Marriage and kids?

Owen: Hey, did I tell you I spent all day with Harriet today? It was so much fun. After a while, I just... I felt like I'd done it forever.

Owen: And so I was thinking that we could turn the... study into the nursery!

Megan: If I die, I need you to promise me that you'll take care of Farouk.

Amelia: My baby lived for 43 minutes.

Owen: I keep trying to think of him as like a "practice baby", but he is such a cute practice baby. [Sighs] Oh.

Amelia: I got to hold him. And it almost killed me! I haven't told Owen all of it. [Breathes.] He wants a family so bad.

Owen: You know, and then we can- We can turn the nursery into his room! Or her room. I mean, it's a good room for a kid, right?

#Grey's Anatomy #fanvideo #Owen Hunt #Amelia Shepherd #Cristina Yang #vidding #GA fanvid

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fantroll-purgatory · 6 years

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hi!! im aware that you guys are on hiatus but i just polished up his fantroll and would like ot get him reviewed!^^ happy to wait for when Life Stuff stops happening constistantly

Thanks for understanding. Hope you didn’t wait too long, and I hope you’re satisfied with this review because honestly??? I don’t have a lot to fix. This is a really good dog troll!

FIRST: Alternia or Beforus or some type of AU?

AU Alternia with a different empress. Adult trolls have still been banished, but for different reasoning. Canon trolls don’t exist.

Theme: Kyonni was originally based on Canes Venatici, but his theme got scrambled up into the generic hunting/guard dog. Some of the original ideas are kept.

Name: Kyonni Iosito [Kyonni comes from one of the Greek variations for dog, κύων/kon. Iosito is a scrambled up part of a Greek variation for bark, istoús.]

Age: Roughly 6 sweeps old.

Strife Specibus: gunpowderkind [it might seem strange reading at first, but since riflekind is kind of overused and a better suited for his dancestor, I kind of just pictured Kyonni throwing gunpowder at opponent’s eyes to blind them and give him enough time to summon a weapon. He carries it in pouches, tied to his waist with an old rope.]

Sdjgfljlajg that’s hilarious. Consider maybe he carries a small keg of gunpowder around a collar around his neck like a St. Bernard with whiskey?

Fetch Modus: scent modus [it works quite similarly to how policemen train dogs to find drugs; basically, three options are given inside safes/boxes. the item Kyonni wishes to retrieve has a certain smell. he has to locate the item by sniffing the boxes. if he chooses the right one, yay! you’ve got your item. if he fails to choose the correct one, he often gets something ridiculous and irrelevant to what he needed, e.g. an empty pillowcase when he needed a gun.]

Blood color: Sage

I think it works especially since we’ve seen with the new troll call that olivebloods are more likely to be animal-like.

Symbol and meaning: Hobo symbol for “barking dog here.“

Trolltag: californiumCadre [CC]

Hmmm you haven’t given your reasoning for this trolltag and I can’t really see one intuitively? If you want the same assignation maybe cuddlyCanid?

Quirk: Replaces v/V and w/W with vV/Vv and capitalizes X to replicate symbol. Sometimes “barks” when angry [e.g. GET IT DONE!! BARK]

Ex; the quick brovVn foX jumps ovVer the lazy red dog.

Lusus: A two-headed barkbeast with jagged teeth Kyonni coined Orthrus [i’m aware that the whole duolusus thing is overused, but i’ve got reason! Orthrus was a guard dog in Greek mythology who was killed by Heracles. his role is fitting for Kyonni’s theme, and his caliginous crush has ties to Heracles, so i thought it could work].

Personality: Kyonni’s simply a troublemaker who’s fiercely loyal. He usually steps asides from large jobs if someone else wishes to have it, preferring to put his friends’ wants in front of his own. In the case that he is appointed leader, he takes it eagerly, and seriously [because he has such a lack of experience in the area, Kyonni does it only to find himself stressed and often snapping]. He jokes around a lot, doing stuff like pulling pranks on disrespectful high-bloods, usually resulting in him hastily fixing the situation. Kyonni’s impulsive and passionate, seeing his hassling as the baby steps to Alternia’s turn against blood. After basing his entire life on serving and appreciating his friends more than himself, Kyonni has come out as insecure. It doesn’t affect his impulse for change or strong beliefs, but when overthinking things, a common thought is that he isn’t the right leader that the history books portray.

Hemoloyalty: Pretends to respect it for his moirail’s sake, but honestly, Kyonni hates the hemospectrum. He has a lot of books that tell of revolutions against blood casting and wishes to start a new one. Aware that his friends would never agree, though, he sticks to pranking high-bloods. His loyalty is much more important that his opinions.

Important Relationships: Kyonni has a purple-blooded moirail named Gnavis Raedon, a more responsible delinquent who steers Kyonni from high-bloods and death threats. Since Gnavis saved Kyonni’s butt so many times, the lower-blooded troll claims that he should do something in return. Gnavis has never asked for anything, though, so the two just mess around and pap each other most of the time.; Kyonni also has a strong caliginous crush on a rust-blood named Achemon Tarius. [i might submit these guys too if I ever sprite them..;]

Interests: Chasing/hunting down animals and trespassing trolls; forgery; history of troll revolution; dog treats and biscuits; people watching; practice shooting; meowbeast videos people post on GrubTube.

Title: Knight of Space [I’m uncertain about this classpect—i took a classpect test for this one and although I think it fits, but not sure;;]

Given his loyalty to his friends and his almost dual personality (wanting to be a revolutionary leader but not to rock the boat with his friends), I feel like Bard of Heart might work for him?

Local classpect expert jumping in here- it might be a little obvious, but loyalty and bonds and stuff like that are really associated with the Blood aspect. I think Page of Blood might be a really good situation for Kyonni! It represents a great deal of potential. He’d start out kind of bogged down by his bonds and relations, obsessed with loyalty. He does want to break out, but doing so is really, really, really hard. But once he’s able to kind of get through, he’d be able to passively exploit those bonds to really amazing ends. Utilizing his relationships and the links he’s formed with others and his loyalty itself as a weapon to Lead! Lead a massive formation of people who trust him. His inverse, Thief of Breath, means he’d be able to steal the direction and explorative energy away from others and redistributed it as he pleased, too! Freedom is his for the taking. -CD

Land: ???

Land of Tulips and Bridges (LOTAB). Given such a strong theme around loyalty and friendship, I chose Tulips because blue tulips represent loyalty, and bridges to represent repaired relationships. This can be used in a very literal sense of repairing broken bridges for the consorts to reach one another and for Kyonni to reach his denizen, but it’s also kind of important for him to realize that friendships in which he just goes along with whatever the other person says are fundamentally less whole than ones in which he takes the time to be vulnerable.

Dream Planet: Derse

Ancestor: The Rifleman; A former protector of the Monarchy [AU empress—just a bitch for blood], who generally scouted the area with two barkbeasts and a rifle. He was killed later on when found taking a part in the [Ancestor-Who-Has-Yet-To-Be–Named]’s rebellion against blood caste separation and laws.

Dancestor: Skylos Iosito [Skylos comes from a Greek variation of dog; σκύλος/skýlos.]

Beforan self: The Gunsmith; A passive rebelling troll who sold weapons to lowbloods in the rebellion. Escaped killing narrowly.

Appearance Notes; in case this boi gets any physical aspects modified; i wasnt going so much “feral guard dog!” w Kyonni as im planning to for Skylos. Kyonni’s more “doggo who eats spiders” with growling on the side. just (please) keep his curly hair, freckles, and apparent innocence. danke!

I wouldn’t change a THING about this good good boi he’s GREAT. You sent in your sprite a little later so I added that to this post but for real his visual design is perfect.

#irisbunker #kyonni #iosito #kyonni iosito #oliveblood #review #tr review #submission

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gaiyofanfiction · 6 years

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Save Me (12 Final)

Chapter1: Second Time? - Chapter 2: Awake - Chapter 3: First Love - Chapter 4: Mama - Chapter 5: Reflection - Chapter 6: Lie - Chapter 7: Stigma - Chapter 8: Begin - Chapter 9: Taken - Chapter 10: Torture - Chapter 11: The Plan - Chapter 12: The Escape

Jungkook x Reader

Mental Hostpital AU

Angst/Thriller/Romance

A/N: YAY FINALLY THE LAST CHAPTER! We wanted to thank all of you for reading this story. It hits close to home for us and we put it all out on our sleeves, so we are glad to get great feedback. If you haven't hit that follow button, please do so. Our next story will be a Monsta X!Vampire au. This is our longest chapter for this story, so enjoy!

Disclaimer: This story is pure fiction. We did take their personalities and match as best we can with illnesses, however we do not claim that the boys from BTS have these mental illnesses! Also, we did as much research as we can on each disorder. We are not meaning to offend anyone who has these illnesses at all. ALSO, WE DO KNOW BTS CHANGED THEIR ENGLISH NAME TO BEYOND THE SCENE BUT WE’RE USING BULLETPROOF BOYSCOUTS CAUSE IT FITS THE STORY BETTER. Trigger warning: Mentions of mental illness, hospitals, self harm, suicide attempt and abuse. Both Gaisho and I recommend, if you feel like you need to go to the hospital for ANY reason, please don’t be afraid to do so. It can help. If you EVER feel like you need to talk to anyone, vent, or need advice on anything, please do not hesitate to msg us! We’ve been through it all. Character Descriptions: Reader- Chronic Depression, Derealization Disorder and Dissociative Amnesia Jin - Narcissistic Personality Disorder (With homicidal tendencies) Suga- Narcolepsy and Chronic Depression J-Hope- Bipolar II Disorder Rap Monster- OCD and Paranoia Jimin- Explosive Anger Disorder V- Schizoaffective Disorder Jungkook- Agoraphobia You smile with tears in your eyes and so does Jungkook. You both hug each other tightly, neither letting up.

“We’re all so happy you’re back, Y/N, but we don’t have another moment to waste. We have to get the hell out of here,” says Rap Monster with a smile, but with a hint of concern.

You look around to all the other boys who are happy to see you’re back as well. All of a sudden you had a great idea.

“Alright, I know this deviates from the original plan. But, it’s a guarantee we don’t bump into anyone and get out of here safely…” you say before you became hesitant.

“Please, tell us, Y/N. Anything to get us all out of here safely,” Rap Monster insists.

“W-well, there’s a unit on the first floor that is connected to the stairwell we’re right next to. This unit has been shut down for years apparently, I overheard it from another nurse…” you start to trail off again.

“Y/N, please, go on,” Jungkook puts a hand on your back to reassure you.

“Okay, well, the reason it’s been shut down was because people were mysteriously dying left and right and they thought it was haunted by past patients that used to be here. When they shut it down they had set up a series of traps because they were scared ghosts would haunt other units and they thought they could catch them…”

“I don’t know, this sounds like a lot of work… Not to mention actually more dangerous than our other plan,” Suga says as he yawns.

“No, no, no! Just hear me out. I went there one day out of curiosity. This was like the second day after being admitted. I almost got to the door that lead outside, but I set off the alarm and the nurses came and got me. But, now that I know what set it off, we’re pretty much golden! No one goes there because they’re scared, they don’t actively monitor it, and I still remember where all the traps are,” you say with confidence hoping it sells to the others.

The group looks to their leader. Rap Monster sighs, “well, we’re about to be caught if we don’t head out. We trust you, Y/N. Just lead the way.”

You smile with excitement, “I won’t let you guys down!”

You lead them to the stairwell and quickly rush down the stairs to the first floor. Before you all was a long and dark hallway that lead to several doors. After passing a few you finally stop to the right door.

“T-THE CRIMINALLY INSANE UNIT!?” Jin shouts and backs up a few steps.

“Seriously, Jin? Didn't you try to kill your girlfriend?” J-hope asks, annoyed.

Jin chuckles awkwardly, “oh yeah.”

“Uh, yeah did I forget to mention that? Heh… Well, it’s empty, and it’s our only way out now. So, the badge?” You eye Jin to swipe the badge.

“You’re lucky you’re cute. But, not as cute as me,” Jin pokes his cheek and winks. He swipes the badge and motions for the rest of you to enter.

“It’s very dark in here, so it’s important we all stay together. It’s time to buddy up. I’ll be with Jin, Suga with J-Hope, Jungkook with Y/N, and Jimin with V,” Rap Monster orders.

Everyone links arms with their respective buddy and starts to walk forward with you and Jungkook in the front of the group.

The unit was very old and eerie sending shivers down your spine. You squeeze Jungkook’s arm and he brings you in closer, “don’t worry, sweetheart. I got you.” He kisses your forehead making you smile.

Behind you two were Jin and Rap Monster.

“Oooo Rap Monie, you got some nice arms,” Jin squeezes Rap Monster’s biceps.

“Please, just focus,” Rap Monster begs.

Behind them were Suga and J-Hope.

“Hey, Suga, when we get out of here I was wondering if you wanted to help me with something I’m working on. It’s my Hixtape. Maybe we can do a collab?” J-Hope asks.

“Yeah, man! Maybe we can get some churros while we’re at it,” Suga says excitedly.

The last two following were Jimin and V.

“When we get out of here we should go to an amusement park and ride rollercoasters!” V exclaims.

“Yeah uh, remember the last time we went? Hobi and I didn’t do so well…” Jimin starts to feel queasy.

You stop. “Alright guys, this is one of the first traps, now all we need to do is -”

Suddenly a stray chair moves towards you.

“D-did that just…” Jungkook’s voice shakes.

The chair falls over and all of you hear ominous sounds from all different directions. Windows were breaking and lights were flickering on and off.

All of you scream in terror and unlink to run off to various doors to hide except for you and Jungkook who stayed together.

You and Jungkook went into an old patient room and hid under the desk. The both of you clung onto each other so tight you felt each other’s heartbeat.

Finally the noises stopped and the lights were back off. “You okay? You’re not hurt are you?” Jungkook asks anxiously.

“I’m fine, just a little shook is all. We should try to find the others.”

He grabs your hand to get you up on your feet and you two head back into the hallway.

“Hey, glad you two are alright. I just found Jimin. However, we’re missing a big chunk of the group,” Rap Monster says with worry.

“I think it’s best we stick together while we go find the others,” you say to the boys whom all agreed with you.

You all head door to door trying to find the others. Upon entering one of the rooms you hear some clanking. In the corner was a dark body crouching.

You gulp, “V-V? P-please tell me that’s you…”

V turns on a flashlight illuminating his face, “MUAHAHA!”

You and the rest of the boys sigh in relief.

“I also found a crowbar. You know… Just in case one of the ghosts try to pull a fast one on us.”

“I don’t think you can knock out a ghost, V,” Jimin laughs.

Continuing your search you guys start to hear sounds of ruffling. V gets in front of the group and starts to wave his crowbar at random. “Feel the wrath of Tae!”

J-Hope pops out from the darkness, “It’s just me! And look, look! I found a shark hat! It must of been a patient’s belongings at one point. Hehe, it looks like it's eating my head. Ahhhh!” He dances around.

The group giggles. “Okay, two more to go.” Rap Monster says.

You all continue to go through each room hoping to find the rest. You lost track of how far you all advanced through the hallway and just realized one of the traps was near.

“W-wait, I know one of the traps is near here… b-but I just can’t remember where and which one it is. My memory is kind of fuzzy right now. So, just be-”

J-Hope’s foot sets off a tripwire and the alarms start blaring.

“We have exactly two minutes before they’ll reach us here. We need to find them now and fast!” You say to the others. The alarm is giving you a headache and your vision is starting to blur. You shake your head trying to get rid of the sensation.

“God damnit, where are those other two!?” Rap Monster grinds his teeth. “Alright. I’m going to find them, you all get to the exit safely and wait for us there.”

You, Jungkook, Jimin and V nod in agreement and head for the exit.

Rap Monster runs door to door screaming for Jin and Suga. Out of breath he finally reaches a room where one of the boys were in.

“Mirror, mirror on the wall… Who’s the finest of them all? Me? Well, I can agree with you there, Mr. Mirror,” Jin says completely infatuated with himself.

“Are you freaking serious right now!? Again?! Do you not hear the alarms!?” Rap Monster says trying to catch his breath.

“What’s alarming is how dashingly handsome I am!” Jin blows a kiss to a reflection of himself.

Rap Monster grabs Jin’s wrist and pulls him to run. “Look, Suga is still out here somewhere. We don’t have time, we need to find him quick.”

A couple rooms further down the hall was an infirmary. Jin was struck with an idea, “I know exactly where he would be. Follow me.”

They run into the infirmary and there were several beds, which one of them so happens to have a soundly sleeping Suga.

“How is he sleeping through these ridiculously loud alarms???” Rap Monster was perplexed.

“I don’t know, but I’m not waking up the beast… I found him, now you wake him,” Jin pushes Rap Monster forward.

Sighing Rap Monster shakes Suga awake. “Yoongi, you need to wake up! We’re going to get caught if you don’t get up!”

Suga yawns and rubs his eyes, “remind me when we get out of here to lock the doors to my room so none of you can wake me.” He glares right at Rap Monster making him scared for his life.

The three finally catch up to you guys at the exit. “We literally have seconds left before this unit is on lockdown. Jin, the badge.” You motion for him to swipe it, holding your head in one hand.

“Yes, ah… They’re right… Um…” He pats down his shirt and pants.

“JIN!!!!” Rap Monster screams.

“I’m kidding, it was in my back pocket,” he sticks out his tongue and swipes the badge.

You push open the doors and you all run into the cold night air. Running into the nearby forest and never looking back.

“Hold on, I need a second,” you slow down and hold your head with both hands. Your breathing becomes heavy and your vision is getting worse.

“Baby, are you okay?” Jungkook scans you over, trying to hold you steady.

You shake your head. “I-I don't know what's wrong. My head's killing me.” You go to take a step but your legs give out.

“Y/N!” Jungkook catches you and sits you down gently.

“Y/N, are you okay?” V asks, worried.

You raise your head and look straight forward. Your vision fades in and out.

“Y-Y/N?” Jungkook squeaks out, panic setting in.

You don't answer. Suddenly your mind is blank, there are no thoughts or recollection about what's going on.

“Earth to Y/N,” J-hope waves a hand in front of your face.

“W-Why isn't she answering?” Jungkook asks, his voice shaking.

Rap Monster looks at you worried. “I wonder…” he nudges Jungkook out of the way so he's right in front of you. He snaps his fingers in your face.

You blink from the action and look around. Suddenly you see yourself in...a forest? “W-What’s going on? Where am I?”

Jungkook’s eyes widen, “Y-Y/N? Are you okay?”

You tilt your head in confusion as you stare at the strange boy. “Who's Y/N? And who are you?”

Jungkook falls back on his butt in shock. His anxiety shoots through the roof. 'She forgot me again?’ Jungkook stands up and walks a little ways away, his whole body trembling.

Jin notices Jungkook walking away from the group. He makes sure the rest of the boys watch you before going after the youngest.

“Jungkook, where are you going? Y/N’s over here.”

Jungkook turns to Jin, his eyes wide with fear. “S-She forgot me again.” He covers his ears with his hands and shakes his head. “I c-cant do this again.”

Jin narrows his eyes, “what are you talking about Jungkook? You better not be saying what I think you're saying.”

The only thing Jungkook wants to do right now is scream. The air around him feels thick. He can hardly breathe. He keeps shaking his head as a panic attack officially sets in.

“She forgot about me. For the third time in less than 48 hours. I can't keep doing it. I can't keep being forgotten!” Jungkook let's go of his head and turns to walk away.

Jin growls and grabs his arm, “so that's it, huh? There are a few bumps and suddenly you're done?”

Jungkook tried to yank his arm away but Jin held tight. “ I don't want to be, but it's not fair! Why does this keep happening to me?!”

Jin raises an eyebrow, his temper rising. “Are you serious right now? 'Why does this keep happening to you?'” Jin pulls Jungkook harshly. “What about her, huh? Everything that she's been through in the last two days? She's the one who had EST twice in one day! How the HELL does this affect you more than her! She's scared out of her fucking mind!”

Jungkook shakes his head, his eyes closed. “I can't stay to see her like this. It hurts too much. I'm sorry.”

Jin let's go of Jungkook, his arms dropping to his sides. “I can't believe you, Kook. After everything she's done for us? Every single one of us, you just want to leave her? You want to abandon her just like everyone else has? You promised her you wouldn't leave her!”

“N-No, I-”

“Stop,” Jin interrupts. “Just stop. I can't believe you right now. She's been there for all of us when we needed it. She didn't judge me about my past. She was patient with Yoongi when he would fall asleep randomly and Namjoon when he would go through his OCD habits and his clumsiness. She understood Jimin and J-hope when they were having their episodes, Jimin even assaulted her twice. She listened to V when he just needed to vent about the voices during his breakdown.” He glares at his friend. “She let you in to her heart, she took her walls down for you. After everything she's fucking been through, I wouldn't blame her if she didn't want to let anyone in. But she let you in, Kook! She trusted you enough to let you into her life and now you're about to walk away?!”

Jungkook stands there, his mouth open, speechless. Jin takes this as an invitation to continue.

“You know,” Jin’s voice gets quieter. “When you find that one person who you care about the most, you cherish them. You make it so they never want to leave. You show them how much you love them and how much you want to be with them.” Jin gets a faraway look in his eyes, like he's somewhere else. “It is so painful when you lose that person. That one person you cared about more than anything, maybe even at times you care about them more than yourself. But once you screw that up, once you make them lose their trust in you, it's all over. It's all over and it'll never be the same again.” Jin blinks back tears and comes back to reality.

He pulls Jungkook closer to him and points to you. “Look.” Jungkook looks over at where you're sitting. Rap Monster and Suga are crouched done in front of you, trying to get you to remember. “Do you really want Yoongi and Namjoon to be the first two she sees when she wakes up from her episode? What is she going to think when her boyfriend, the one that she loves, the one person she wanted to see more than anything, is gone? Do you really want that?”

“Love…”Jungkook breathes to himself, taking in everything Jin has said. He watches you, your eyes wide as you're looking around frantic. He sees how terrified you are and it hurts him. He looks back at Jin. The look on Jin’s face pleads for him not to leave you, not to give up. Jin knows if Jungkook doesn't, he will regret it for the rest of his life.

Jungkook takes a deep breath in, trying to calm his anxiety. He clenches his shaking fists and turns towards you, walking over slowly.

“Y/N, please try to calm down. We aren’t going to hurt you,” J-hope tries to reassure you. You shake your head, eyes shut tight.

“I d-don’t know who you are or w-where I am, just please, take me home.” You sound like you’re about to cry.

Jungkook pushes his way past the boys and squats down in front of you. He gently reaches over to grab one of your hands. The sudden touch of someone else jolts your eyes open, you stare wide eyed at the man in front of you.

“Y/N, please, you need to trust us.” Jungkook tries to smile. It’s hard to pretend to be calm when the women he loves is terrified out of her mind right in front of him.

You freeze when you see the unknown boy right before you eyes. Suddenly, your body becomes calmer and you’re breathing starts returning to normal. Something about this boy is taming your anxiety.

You reach out to gently touch his face. He turns his head slightly to let you. “Wow, you’re really cute.”

Jungkook’s face turns red as the other boys chuckle at the comment. Jungkook smiles shyly at you. “T-Thank you.”

“What’s your name?”

His smile disappears when you ask that question, but he answers it anyway. “My name is Jungkook. But you usually call me Kookie.”

You tilt your head at his words. “Kookie? I like cookies…” You furrow your eyebrows. “Kookie…” You repeat. Jungkook looks at you with a mixture of confusion and concern. “Kookie… That sounds familiar…” You trail off, your eyes becoming unfocused.

V nudges Jungkook. “She’s remembering but I think there needs to be something to push her over the edge.”

Jungkook immediately knows what he has to do. He reaches up to grab your cheeks, caressing them with his thumbs. Without hesitation, he brings his face to yours and gently kisses your lips. After a few seconds, he pulls back and stares at you.

You blink, your vision coming into focus. You shake your head to try to rid yourself of the headache. Opening your eyes, you look around to all the boys staring at you with anticipation. You quirk your brow.

“What are you all staring at? Do I have something on my face?”

All the boys sigh with relief when they hear your humor once again. You look around with confusion but eventually shrug it off. Lastly, your eyes fall on Jungkook who is staring at you wide eyed.

“Kookie, are you okay?” You tilt your head.

Jungkook lets a few tears fall before tackling you with a hug. “Hey, it’s okay. I’m right here.” You rub his back and hug him tightly as he cries.

“I’m sorry, I’m so sorry. I’ll never leave you again. Please forgive me.”

“Leave me again? What do you mean?” you look around for help. Your eyes fall on Jin and he mouths ‘I’ll tell you later’. You nod in understanding, you just hug Jungkook tighter.

Rap Monster clears his throat, catching everyone’s attention. “Now that we’re all finally calmed down, it’s time to really get out of here. We need to move further away. Much further.”

“But where are we supposed to go? We don’t even know where we are,” Jimin asks, worried.

“Well, I’ve taken care of that situation already,” he grins, proud of himself. There’s a moment of silence, waiting for Rap Monster to continue. He doesn’t.

“And what would that be?” Suga asks impatiently.

“Oh right. Well, yesterday during free time, I kind of snuck into the office and made a phone call to a friend. He says we can stay with him and his family as long as we would like.”

J-hope scoffs, “who is this person that would be willing to take in eight mentally ill patients from a fucking mental hospital?”

Rap Monster chuckles. “Well, his name is Jackson Wang and it just so happens that he pretty much has six practically insane brothers as it is.”

Your mouth drops open, “you mean THE Jackson Wang? One of the assassins of the gang Got7? Are you crazy?”

“Don’t worry, Y/N. They’re all amazingly nice people and would do anything to help friends in need.”

Suga gets a thoughtful look on his face. “I remember someone who used to be in this hospital with us. His name was Bambam. I think that’s the gang that took him in. If that’s the case, then I have no doubt we will be fine.”

The rest of the group nods in agreement, not really having much of a choice. They all stand up and follow Rap Monster out of the forest. You grab Jungkook’s hand and stand him up as well.

“Kookie, thank you for everything. I wouldn’t have made it through this place if it weren’t for you or the rest of Bangtan. I really hope we can be together for as long as I live.”

Jungkook smiles and kisses your lips gently. “Me too, Y/N. I’ll always be here, no matter what. I promise.”

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