#very glad i asked you about your favourite colour back then bc otherwise you would have got a pink set <3

[loversmore]

i could see this view a hundred times, pale blue sky reflected in your eyes. for fitmydaydream ♡

#taylor swift #tswiftedit #tscreators #networkthirteen #tswiftgifs #tswiftdaily #dailytayloredits #flashing tw #emsigifs #very glad i asked you about your favourite colour back then bc otherwise you would have got a pink set <3 #insert /the/ hoshi gif #happy birthday silly 🤍 i love you

[bansheeoftheforest]

*kisses you* /p

As per my headcanon, Jekyll owns a garden. And I like to imagine that he experiments a bit on some of the plants, ranging from "more colors" "Stonger smell" To "This snapdragon could swallow you whole, but would rather eat raspberries out of your hand like some weird horse"

Jekyll should also own a horse, at the very least every stable in London should know him by name since hes probably too busy to actually take care of a horse 😔. I was about to ask what name Jekyll would give a horse but then I realized he would probably name it after some alchemy person

*slams hands on table* ZOMBIE HORSE. Or ohhhh! Skeleton horse >:3. What would a chuch grim horse look like? Like shadowmere from Skyrim? In fact if shadowmere wasn't made from Sithis Juice™ I'd bet he's a church grim. Theres a stong chance she still could be actually. Shadowmere my beloved <3 hey have you ever played Oblivion? The Khajiits look like the cheeto mascot and being a vampire sucks. But its v fun and I love destroying everyone with that one powerful staff

I think Jekyll would like spiders. They're v cute ::::)

Speaking of, moths are grand and I adore them. I think Luna moths and Comet moths should know each other

Do you like mushrooms/fungi? Do you have a favorite, I adore all mushrooms but I think the Barbie Pagoda, the "Toadstool" Mushroom, and whatever the heck the one that zombifies bugs is called, are my favorites

Favorite video game 🔫

Oh wow I'm really going to try to reply to all of this on my phone Huh.

Anyways! I love that HC and I accept it wholeheartedly, I feel like it would make a lot of sense for him to have a lot of plants bc so many of them can be used in alchemy. Plants are so lovely and I'd like to say that I have a lot but the plants my family have are all like 15 years old and also half dead BC all of us forgot to take care of them. I spontaneously bought a Bride orchid a few months back. It's very dead </3 I'd like to imagine that he has a sun/plantroom in his house and that he would have a lot in the society too, if not for the fact that he doesn't really have time to tend to them, but my version of Jekyll definitely has a lot of plants<3

He definitely should own a horse and that horse is a Clydesdale named Mayhem /j but I like the thought of him having horses. Specifically either those really ragged horses that only farmers use BC they have no better BC he thinks they deserve a good life (and very much will be offended if anyone dares to try to suggest he buys a new horse) or he would have those really, really fancy white purebreeds. Either way he would definitely be a horse girl and one of those that would be obsessed with buying accessories for them. All his horses, tended to by stable boys, hired or otherwise, would all be spoiled rotten <3 (new drinking game; take a shot everytime I use a <3)

I remember watching videos about commanding in skeleton and zombie horses into minecraft and i thought it was THE SHIT when I was a kid! Skeleton horses my beloved!! Henry can have a zombie horse, as a treat. You know Henry with Shadowmare would be absolutely terrifying and so cool... Although I will probably spoil your fun by saying that, at least in folklore, a church grim (of any race or species) would probably just be a black-coloured, ragged looking animal with a slightly ghostly... Vibe to it? Nothing completely demonic about them, they just have That Wrong Vibe and look like a stray/neglected most of the time, I think that’s v fun <3

I’m a fake Elder scrolls fan bc I have only played Skyrim, sadly. I have watched some videos about Oblivion but it was mostly “trying to beat Oblivion with only X” videos and stuff, but I HAVE Seen the khajiits from there and just... Im glad that I’m used to how they look in Skyrim XD

Jekyll would be someone to like spiders and his lab would probably be covered in spiderwebs, not bc he doesn’t clean but bc he would feel bad destroying the beautiful webs. Maybe he would try to genetically enhance a spider to be the size of a puppy? I feel like spiders would be much cuter if they were larger, at least the thicc hairy ones. The spinely ones still freaks me out tho XD

Moths are so fucking beautiful but they are dumb as bricks. A few months ago a moth accidentally came into my room, scared the shit out of me, and then got stuck in the blinds and went back and forth with the length of one of the... Blades of the blinds? Strips? Sounding like a fucking jet engine until my sister caught it and put it outside again. The most common moths I have seen are emperor moths and I think blood vein moths? Very cute when they don’t scare the shit out of me <3

I’m not an expert on them but I think they are cool, as long as I don’t have to touch them most of the time-- fungi, at least, actual edible mushrooms are fine tho. I remember when I was in like... First grade, my class went on a field trip with a lady who owned a funky bus that she used to teach kids about nature and shit, and she taught us a lot about mushrooms and the parts of mushrooms, I think she talked about toadstolls a lot and did the classic “don’t eat the red mushrooms, you will die” speech, and she also gave us speeches about how everything in Australia (which is fun, since we are on the other side of the world) is out to kill you. It was fun <3 ANyways I’m a basic bitch, so I’m going to say that chanterelles and champignon are my favourite mushrooms bc those are some of the only ones I know and they taste v good. I think we are entering chanterelle season here so I’m going to try to convince my parents to buy some to make a stew out off <3<3

It will come as no surprise when I say Skyrim, right? Skyrim and Assassin’s creed Origins/Syndicate. I absolutely love Skyrim and I love AC, I forced my sister to buy Origins bc it was the first AC game I got interested in bc I was in the middle of an Ancient Egypt phase and I fell in love with the franchise. I bought Syndicate premium edition (with all DLCs and extras) for 75sek/7$ bc it was on sale bc it’s such an old game and I absolutely love it, I have been so tempted to make a Syndicate / TGS crossover bc it is basically in the same time period and I would very much like Henry to be the frye twins secret poison supplier. My bff bought me Odyssey when it was on sale for my birthday but I haven’t gotten around to play it yet bc I’m still not finished with Syndicate, and my sister bought me Valhalla for my birthday last year but our computer is a potato and can’t run it. I ruined my Skyrim with too many mods and I haven’t had time to play a lot of games lately, sadly </3

#Ah... rambles my beloved. #you always know how to distract the shit out of me and now im going to see if there are any more ac games on sale <3 #ask #darling-dolly-darlene #long post

[dontdowhatisayandnobodygetshurt]

Odd :) numbers :)

You say you don’t care who I do but I’mma do Jesse and Vrox anyway XD

under the cut bc *insert vaguely angry but also just very affectionate ‘my son is a dick but I love him’ eyes here*

questions are from here, send me some if you’d like! :P please try to specify which character tho, less stress for me X’D

1. What’s the maximum amount of time your character can sit still with nothing to do?

Jesse: He’s actually very patient. He might jolt his bounce his knee a bit and twiddle his fingers, zone out/daydream. He’d probably have a nap after a while, he can fall asleep anywhere. He could last hours and hours if needed.

Vrox: You don’t leave Vrox alone in a room for a long time. Something will get broken, Even if there’s nothing in the room to break, something will get broken. About two hours at MOST before he starts getting annoyed.

June: They could last a long time if needed, though they would not be happy about it. They like to complain at the best of times.

3. How do they put themselves to bed at night (reading, singing, thinking?)

Jesse: Normally has a long shower and eats whatever unhealthy shit they have for dinner (normally cereal or take out) and then plays music low in the background to help him nod off, occasionally he’ll replace it with an audio book but he’ll put his earbuds in for that. He and Vrox are both big night owls tho so keep in mind this is usually at about 3AM.

Vrox: Drags Jesse into dancing with him, eats whatever Jesse’s bottomless pit stomach couldn’t hold, and works out for a while (where Jesse can see of course because he’s a show off.) Then he has a very short paranoid shower because his DICK BOYFRIEND used up almost all the hot water, and tumbles into bed. Not gonna lie he and Jess have sex most nights, they’re… incorrigible. 

June: Soaks in the bath for a hundred years and refills it for every one of those years, then pulls on their super expensive silk PJs, does a facemask and pulls out whatever disgusting trashy knock-off romance novel they’re currently reading and pick it apart like the happy little vulture they are. They have a massive bed but they rarely ever sleep in it, most of the time they fall asleep on the couch until the sun wakes them up through the blinds they forgot to shut and they stumble into the bedroom cursing and go back to sleep till Taco wakes them up (they would sleep in all day if he let them.)

5. How easy is it to earn their mistrust?

Jesse: It depends on what you do. If you make a mistake, he’ll be fine. If you turn out to be transphobic or generally a dick then woop there goes his trust.

Vrox: hates everyone from the get go and that rarely ever changes, you don’t even have to try dude

June: Them?? Trusting anyone??????? *hysterical laughter*

7: What triggers nostalgia for them, most often? Do they enjoy that feeling?

Jesse: Nostalgia for him is bittersweet. Music is the biggest trigger since his dad loved it and had a record player that was like his second child, he used to dance with Jesse’s mom to Let Me Call You Sweetheart. One time Vrox found the old record and played it for him and Jesse absolutely broke down. He tries to think of the good rather than the bad, but it all gets jumbled up a lot: being gay, trans and black in 1910s was not a good life to lead. He’s got to step carefully around his memories.

Vrox: Doesn’t have a lot of nostalgia, but he DOES get weird dream-memories sometimes of back in his ‘baby years’, when he was just a simple hellhound without sapience yet. Jesse always laughs his ass off when Vrox has one of those dreams because Vrox looks so confused and disgruntled - and annoyed and embarrassed when he remembers something humiliating.

June: 99% of their nostalgia is soaked in PTSD, so no, they don’t enjoy it. The sound of the ocean, the smell of roses and citrus, wearing heavy dresses, any kind of grating or grinding on their teeth, and washing clothes by hand are all triggers, they hate it.

9. Do they swear? Do they remember their first swear word?

Jesse: Said “drat!” once and his mom made him wash all the dishes for three months straight. Needless to say, he doesn’t swear much even now. It gives it more impact when he does… unless in the bedroom, them he swears like, well, a demon.

Vrox: Fuck yes he fucking swears and he’d like any motherfucker to try and fucking stop him. Honestly the first word that came out of his mouth when he evolved was probably a swear of some kind.

June: Swears a lot. They’ll swear in front of you and your grandmother and your 6 year old, they don’t give a shit. They don’t remember their first one tho.

11. How do they cope with confusion (seek clarification, pretend they understand, etc)?

Jesse: Definitely asks, he’s a responsible bean who’s mature and wants to know exactly what’s going on.

Vrox: Probably doesn’t care enough to ask, unless it’s just him and Jesse, then he’ll ask.

June: They’ll fake it till they make it or ask with a blunt “what the fuck are you talking about?”

13. What color do they think they look best in? Do they actually look best in that color?

Jesse: Looks fucking fantastic in blue and/or yellow and knows this. Vrox can’t stop kissing him when he wears yellow and it almost reduces his big scary boyfriend to tears because “you look so cute, what the fuck, how are you so cute?!”

Vrox: Red. He loves red. But blue brings out his eyes and suits him better, tho red is also good on him.

June: Black or a dark smokey grey. They know they look damn good. They’re highly allergic to bright colours, you understand.

15. How do they speak? Is what they say usually thought of on the spot, or do they rehearse it in their mind first?

Jesse: Is the chillest charasmatic person you’ll ever meet, amazing at putting people at ease and making lasting conversations or small talk. Master people person. He can still talk a little ‘weird’ for our time and some old slang slips out occasionally, but still very confidant. thus i have no idea how to write him LMAO how are you cooler than me i created you wtf

Vrox: No small talk, no rehearsing. He’s intimidating and doesn’t normally talk to people unless absolutely necessary, or he’s trying to pick a fight. Has 0 interest in making people feel at ease or comfortable around him, he wants to be left alone as much as possible. People think he’s got a weird accent when he does talk, one that’s pretty unrecognizable - he spent most of his life in hell, after all, not on Earth.

June: Clipped, concise, they get what they need out of a conversation and then conversation is over. They don’t rehearse, they’re blunt and don’t care about feelings. They have the faintest hint of a cockney accent that gets stronger when they’re drunk/angry/emotional.

17. Are they easily embarrassed?

Jesse: Kind of. And he’s easily scandalized, and sometimes not in a funny way. He still forgets that it’s okay for him to hold Vrox’s hand in public where people can see.

Vrox: Only Jesse can really get blushes out of him.

June: Occasionally, but they’ll get irritated faster than they’ll get embarrassed, and when they get flustered they tend to scratch so be careful with that.

19. What is their favorite number?

Jesse: 2.

Vrox: 666.

June: 43.

21. Why do they get up in the morning? 

Jesse: Sometimes he doesn’t. Mostly because he tries to find good little things in every day that he looks forward to. Or because Vrox wheedles him out of bed with breakfast and kisses.

Vrox: Because somebody’s gotta annoy Jesse out of bed. Also because once he wakes up he gets restless and needs to move around, no peaceful lie-ins for him.

June: Because Taco won’t stop drooling and shedding on them, otherwise they wouldn’t. Sleep is like the only thing they enjoy... just not the dreams.

23. How does envy manifest itself in them (they take what they want, they become resentful, etc)?

Jesse: Gets a bit quiet but tries to feel happy for the person he’s envious of.

Vrox: Angrily. What did you expect. Tries to get the thing and if he can’t have it he tries to ruin it, or he just stalks off.

June: They get pissy and territorial and they sulk. A lot.

25. What are their thoughts on marriage? 

Jesse: Likes the idea, definitely wants to get married one day. His parents were both people of faith (even if it wasn’t SUPER strong) and he doesn’t really like that they would disapprove of him living in sin, ironic as it is. And he just wants to get married as an intimate tie.

Vrox: Doesn’t give a shit but would do anything to make Jesse happy.

June: HhahahAHAHAHAHAHAHahahahAHAHA no.

27. What causes them to feel dread?

Jesse: Any kind of weird looks in public, people he cares about running late, having anything around his neck, sleeping in the same room as other people (asides from Vrox.)

Vrox: Not being able to contact his (admittedly few) loved ones for whatever reason, and really not much else. Vrox doesn’t dread a lot.

June: Literally anything to do with their past, being shown affection, knowing they have to go out to a public gathering bc they are a big introvert, knowing they need to sleep at some point.

29. Do they usually live up to their own ideals?

Jesse: He tries damn hard to. you’re doin great sweetie.

Vrox: Has no real ideals and still disappoints himself on a regular basis.

June: They don’t really have any ideas other than ‘be a snarky asshole’ and they sure live up to that.

31. Who are they the most glad to have met?

Jesse: Vrox. He kept him safe when he needed it most, supported him through everything, always encouraged him to kick ass and do what he thinks is right.

Vrox: Jesse. He taught him that it was okay to let people in and to be soft, that just because he was a demon doesn’t mean he has to let it define everything he is.

June: Dante. He showed them a way out and helped them build a life, always there to support them. And Taco, of course.

33: Could they be considered lazy?

Jesse: No. At worst, depressed. He’s definitely not lazy, not by a long shot, very active in human rights, painting, social activities.

Vrox: Not really, he’s somebody who always has to be Doing Something.

June: Absolutely. They enjoy it greatly.

35: How do they treat the things their friends come to them excited about? Are they supportive?

Jesse: Super hyped and into it, gonna be asking lots of excited questions and listening to every word.

Vrox: Might playfully tease but always encourages whatever it is

June: Will roll their eyes and put on a show of not being interested but you bet your ass they’ll be paying attention and they will care (and anybody who manages to get close to June would know this)

37. Do they have a system for remembering names, long lists of numbers, things that need to go in a certain order (like anagrams, putting things to melodies, etc)?

Jesse: He’s got an okay memory but if he really needs to remember something he’ll scribble it in his sketchbook

Vrox: Is one of those people who needs to sing the entire ABCs while looking up a word in the dictionary. But he doesn’t really care.

June: Has a good memory, but if they forget something they don’t give a damn. If they forget somebody’s name they’ll just call them by a bunch of different insulting names and ignore the person trying to correct them.

39. How easy is it for them to ignore flaws in other people? 

Jesse: It really depends on what the flaws are, but mostly he’s pretty chill.

Vrox: Is Vrox. Everything pisses him off, what do you expect. He doesn’t take shit.

June: If they care about you, they will tolerate a lot, though they won’t overlook them. If they don’t care about you, prepare to have all your flaws thrown in your face.

41. How do they feel about children?

Jesse: Not good with little kids and feels awkward around them, but he’s good with older kids/teenagers.

Vrox: Is very good with little kids and likes them more than his scarred angry ass will admit.

June: Loves kids but they make them uncomfortable so they avoid them at all costs.

43. If someone asked them to explain their sexuality, how would they do so?

Jesse: “Gay, gay, very gay, have you even seen guys? Guys are great, I’m gay, I’m so gay.” (Vrox, in the background: “GAAAAAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYY”)

Vrox: “I don’t care, if I like you you’re stuck with me.”

June: “The void.”

#alex--blue #asks #my OCs #Jesse #Vrox #June #this took me a whole-ass day to write PFFFFTTT #thank you for asking buddy I love you #<3 <3 <3

[sleepywrds]

summary: hyunwoo can’t forget the beautiful doctor with the kind voice, so he seeks you out for a lunch date.

prompt: hello may I have a shownu fluff where he’s saved by a doctor and he falls for her afterwards? thanks 💖

ship: shownu/fem!reader

genre: fluff

count:  1.5k

a/n: aaah i’m finally done i hope i didn’t disappoint ;; took me rly long bc i didn’t know what to write but alas, here it is!

"Y/n!"

Heavy breaths heaved behind you, accompanied by quick, thudding footsteps echoing on the tired floor and a familiar voice calling your name. At the call of your name, you pause walking and glance over your shoulder, expecting a co-worker to be behind you-- maybe another doctor, a nurse, or the intern you're currently supervising-- but instead, you meet a panting, red-faced man in a leather jacket and ripped jeans, bent over from chasing after you down the hall. In one hand, he holds a single fake rose with a small card tied to its stem, hanging by his side.  

You blink in confusion. "Excuse me, but who are you...?"

The man straightens up, showing himself to be none other than Son Hyunwoo, one of your patients who had been discharged a week ago. His bangs stick to his forehead with all the sweat dripping down it, cheeks puffed out from all the panting, and his eyebrows quirk up in sincerity.

"Oh, Hyunwoo!" you say, breaking out into a smile of familiarity. "You're here again?"

He'd been a patient in the hospital for two weeks after a minor car accident and you were responsible for him over the course of his stay. As you recalled, he'd recovered exceptionally well, ready to bounce back as a dancer despite having a whiplash and a few other injuries to his muscles. You warned him to be careful but he was more than glad to take off from his room...so why was he back in the hospital?

Hyunwoo doesn't say anything yet. His eyes stay on the floor, the single rose stays in his hand, and his lips stay pressed together. Though he isn't panting anymore, a light red still colours his face and the tips of his ears, as if he was blushing from embarrassment instead.

You frown. "Is there something wrong? Is the medicine not working?" And why did he chase you down?

At last, he opens his mouth, though the reply comes slow and tentative. "No," he answers. "I, uh, wanted to ask you something."

"Oh." A shrug. "Sure. What's wrong?"

He fiddles with the single rose between his fingers, eyes alternating between staring at you and glancing away, apparently unable to maintain eye contact with you. A number of people look at him as they pass by, curious at the fake rose in his hand, at a man in a leather jacket standing still in the middle of an otherwise busy corridor. Suddenly aware of your surroundings, you motion him to move towards the side of the corridor so that other people wouldn't bump into him anymore.

"Sorry about that," Hyunwoo says, stepping aside and ready to speak. "I, uh. I wanted to ask you something. Are you--" he clears his throat, stalls for a few seconds-- "are you free this Saturday?"

Saturday. You try to hide the frown that creeps across your face. Sure, you were free that day; the only weekend plan you had was to walk your dog on Sunday. So you nod. "Yes. Why?" 

And then Hyunwoo hands you the rose. "Would you like to go on a date with me?" 

Saturday noon brings you to a large, quaint restaurant tucked in a quiet neighborhood near downtown Seoul. A wealth of sunlight shone on the two-storey building. The whitewash of the picket fence, tables and chairs alternated with the rustic brick walls and the hanging metal pots, plants drooping out of their respective pots, vines curling this way and that, leaves swaying in the wind. In spite of the silent area, the restaurant was bustling with customers, clanking sounds and loud chatter leaking out from the wide open doors.

Noticing how well-dressed the other patrons were, you suddenly feel underdressed in your simple shirt and jeans, not expecting Hyunwoo to invite you to such a place. All he had told you was that he would treat you to lunch. Oh well.

Making your way towards the entrance, you peek inside, hoping to find your so-called date waiting for you already. There, near the farthest corner of the restaurant and sitting right beside a large, lovely window, Hyunwoo leaned back in one of the white chairs dressed in a blue button-up, his sleeves rolled up halfway to show his strong arms. His eyes were distant, staring at a random spot outside the window, his golden skin highlighted by the sunlight that fell through. In front of him were two tall glasses of what seems to be coffee-- hazelnut, maybe, with a large pile of whipped cream on top and a straw poking amidst it-- along with two plates of chocolate cake.

Your heart skips a beat. Right. His features had always struck you as handsome. That was something you realised in his first few days at the hospital as he would stare out of the windows, his constant brooding expression melancholic, his jawline sharp and the profile of his nose strong.

As you approach him, his eyes cast a glance over you and causes him to flinch in his seat. A nervous light glimmers in his eyes as he watches you approach him.

"Hello," you greet him with a smile.

He returns it back. "Hi."

"This is a pretty place," you remark, seating down opposite him. "How did you find this?"

He shrugs. "My sister brings me here for lunch sometimes. She loves the atmosphere."

"I can see why." You take another round observing the entire cafe. "It's really beautiful." 

"Like you," Hyunwoo blurts. A second later, he blinks in realisation and his mouth drops in embarrassment. "Ah, sorry. That wasn't intentional."

You stifle a laugh. "Thank you." 

"Here, have some cake." He pushes one of the plates towards you, which you gratefully receive. "I hope you like chocolate." 

"I love it." Smiling up at him, you cut yourself a piece of cake and pop it in your mouth. "It's delicious." 

"Help yourself." A pause in conversation. Chatter, laughter and clinks of forks against plates fills in the space between. Ten seconds of an awkward stare where Hyunwoo's dark, eyes bore into yours until you force yourself to look away from his invasive gaze. 

And then, he breaks the silence with, “I wanted to say thank you.” 

“Hmm?” 

“I wanted to say thank you for taking care of me well during my stay. I know it’s your job to do that, but you were very kind to me.” Hyunwoo averts his gaze, bashful. “And you were very beautiful. I couldn’t forget you after I left.” 

You blink, not sure where this was going or how it came about.

"I wanted to talk to you again," continues he, "and I visited the hospital several times, but you were always busy and I couldn't meet you at all. When I saw you the other day, I thought I wouldn't see you again. So I ran."

Oh. Warmth creeps across your cheeks.

Gesturing to the table, Hyunwoo says, "I thought it would be great if we could have lunch together, because I enjoyed our conversations a lot. I wanted to know you more.” 

You already know, from the conversations you've had during his stay, that he was a back-up dancer at a talent agency and taught dance lessons at a nearby studio. Of course, there's more to him than that that you haven't discovered.

Sending him a smile, you shrug and say, "Sure."

Through the hour-and-a-half lunch you've had, you learn that he shares a flat with six friends, has travelled around the world with them, and prefers to eat cake over seaweed soup for his birthday. That he almost became a swimmer. That he likes to sing, but doesn't want to go through trainee life. That he thinks you're beautiful and you should know it.

"Stop that," you tell him with an embarrassed smile.

In turn, you tell him about life outside the hospital. About your dog who was turning four this year. About the nearby park where you walk through often, because nature and fresh air clears your head. About your favourite weekend dramas and concerts you've been to.

"Do you know Yoo Kihyun?" Hyunwoo asks over his own cake.

"Yeah! I listen to him a lot. His voice is amazing."

He breaks into a shy grin. "He's one of my friends."

"Really!" Your mouth drops open in surprise, but neither of you particularly mind at the half-chewed cake inside. "How did you befriend him?"

Hyunwoo shrugs. "We met in high school," he starts, and continues from there.

When lunch ends and your plates are cleared, neither of you want to return home just yet. He takes you around the district, offers you a large hand to hold while both of you marvel at clothes, at skincare, at books and trinkets and animals in the local shelter. He smells of wood, you note every time you catch a whiff of him. Wood and spices and a distinct musky scent. He's solid, something you've observed from your days of looking after him, but he's more solid and stable than he appears to be. He's built to protect, it seems. Standing beside him on a busy street felt like being protected from the whizz of passing cars and the flurry of the crowd and the hot sun that threatens to burn everyone.

Your heart flutters.

That afternoon, you return home with a satisfied tummy, a new number on your phone, and another lunch date set for next week. 

#mxwriters #mxnetwork #monbebe net #monsta x #monsta x scenarios #monsta x drabbles #shownu #shownu scenarios #hyunwoo #fic:mx #drabble #fluff #mine.txt

[defenestrata]

erich + ALL (too bad suffer w me)

stares into camera like i’m in the office. thanks realm. i lov having friends on the internets. i’m still figuring out erich’s character bc he was ( and likely still is ) a little bland but what’s under the cut is long so enjoy djhsjhfs

QUESTIONS FOR YOUR OCS

What’s the maximum amount of time your character can sit still with nothing to do?

about half an hour at best, to be honest. and he’s the most patient person in his family. 

How easy is it for your character to laugh?

not easy, not at all. erich isn’t no-nonsense, he just doesn’t have a tendency to open his mouth and laugh. sharp exhales and repressed smirks all around. 

How do they put themselves to bed at night (reading, singing, thinking?

sleeping pills. due to a couple of past incidents, erich has a crippling discomfort in the dark. and he’s also not rich enough to keep the lights on all night. about 1/3 of the time, he doesn’t need artificial medication, but sometimes he does. 

How easy is it to earn their trust?

full and complete ‘i’d die for you and i know you’d die for me’ trust ? near impossible ! erich’s trusted like five people in his life, one of which went missing, two of which were separated from him and the other two that betrayed him. 

How easy is it to earn their mistrust?

his idea of mistrust is pretty black and white. which means that he only decides to lose faith when you do something that stabs him in the back. that’s probably why two people have already stabbed him in the back. maybe one more will.

Do they consider laws flexible, or immovable?

laws are only good for making sure everyone stays out of everyone else’s way. otherwise, miscellaneous laws like piracy and intellectual property aren’t that important to him. 

What triggers nostalgia for them, most often? Do they enjoy that feeling?

the one particular thing that triggers nostalgia for him is snow. erich’s memory of snow is not separate from his memory of old friends and family. until the point that he didn’t reunite with his fam, he felt nothing but a hollow bitterness. now, seeing snow is a little more calming. 

What were they told to stop/start doing most often as a child?

alright, so for one, for the longest time he was supposed to be an important role model for his sister, younger than him by five years. so he was pushed to start being responsible from a pretty young age. after that he had to be pushed to participate in things at school, which he hated doing because it was all silly and he was bad at arts and crafts. 

Do they swear? Do they remember their first swear word?

oh yeah, sure. he has no sanctity when it comes to that kind of stuff. his first swear word has to be shit. but in german, so scheiße. mama was absolutely shooked.

What lie do they most frequently remember telling? Does it haunt them?

unfort, erich has told and continues to tell a lot of lies, some little and white, others less so. the most significant lie he’s told is hiding what really happened while he was on his own from his family. okay, this needs some insight on his backstory jhsjfds but uh to summarise: he was separated from his family, under the guardianship of a stranger for a little while, but got involved in deep web conspiracies and eventually got himself kidnapped and psychologically tortured for a bit but he hasn’t told his fam about it after they reunited. 

How do they cope with confusion (seek clarification, pretend they understand, etc)?

his pride, damn it. he will never admit he hasn’t understood anything ever, he’ll just nod and try to fill in the gaps himself and i hate him. 

How do they deal with an itch found in a place they can’t quite reach?

try his best to reach it. his parents didn’t raise a quitter. probably just duck into a quiet place if there are too many people around. 

What color do they think they look best in? Do they actually look best in that color?

he thinks he looks really good in this grey jacket he has, which he’s especially partial to. it’s pretty shit. what he really looks good in are stark colours, especially black and white. 

What animal do they fear most?

dogs. he has allergies. other than that, maybe raccoons. 

How do they speak? Is what they say usually thought of on the spot, or do they rehearse it in their mind first?

he rehearses absolutely nothing and dies like a man. however, to be honest, speaking isn’t really his thing, it’s kind of a last resort. he’s much, much more of a listener. that being said, he has the tendency to say things that aren’t socially tactful, but not frequently.

What makes their stomach turn?

later in his arc he’s forced to be a decent protagonist and blackmail the antagonist with what the antagonist loves the most. he doesn’t like being in a position where there’s absolutely no doubt he’s doing something bad. basically if he knows he’s breaking the golden rule, he’s going to be uncomfortable. 

Are they easily embarrassed?

yes. yes. and his friend jamie, another oc, will use this to her advantage until she dies. 

What embarrasses them?

compliments. insults. mentions of his past. just anything that’s about him, being said by another people. he talks about himself, others talk about themselves

What is their favorite number?

what’s the point ?? he has no favourites. 

If they were asked to explain the difference between romantic and platonic or familial love, how would they do so?

noah fence but he’s a terrible person to ask about this. he’d literally say “familial love is like platonic love but for family” and “romantic love is platonic love but when you kiss”. 

Why do they get up in the morning?

fuck if he knows. first it was because he’d get dragged out of bed by his physical therapist if he didn’t show up. now it’s because he’s being hunted down by an organised crime cult thing.

How does jealousy manifest itself in them (they become possessive, they become aloof, etc)?

erich has difficulty making personal attachments to anything, so he isn’t frequently overwhelmed by strong feelings of jealousy. if he is, he has difficulty making anything of it beyond “i am mad. why am i mad. what”.

How does envy manifest itself in them (they take what they want, they become resentful, etc)?

for the first week erich does try to take some kind of moral high ground and ignore it, but second week leads to bitterness and snideness. although envy is not really a big deal for him. he has a fairly healthy family dynamic once he reunites with them, finances aren’t terrible etc. if i had to attribute a fatal flaw to them it’d be either pride or wrath. 

Is sex something that they’re comfortable speaking about? To whom?

i mean, in theory he’s comfortable because he doesn’t think of it as some super taboo subject. sure, sex. but because he’s been socially constrained for much of his life he’s just kind of bleh about it. 

What are their thoughts on marriage?

marriage is marriage. woop. does he want to get married ? heck no, he’s got shit to do. 

What is their preferred mode of transportation?

the london tube (he lives in london). the organisation of so many lines with all the crossover points is so, so satisfying. 

What causes them to feel dread?

forgetting. names, places, faces, details. especially when he can’t remember if it was important or not. he hates being surprised by events. 

Would they prefer a lie over an unpleasant truth?

yes. yes. absolutely yes. truth is way overrated in society in his opinion. nothing is really true because everything is subjective. in which case, people can just pick the reality that suits them. if it doesn’t hurt anybody, why bother. 

Do they usually live up to their own ideals?

no. his ideal isn’t as much an image of himself as it is the goal of taking down aforementioned organised crime ring. he hasn’t done that yet. 

Who do they most regret meeting?

i’m so very glad you asked. albert michael strauss, a colleague of erich’s father, who took him in after he was separated from his family, and took splendid care of him — for the first year. after that, he realised that erich was involved in shady business and gave him out to the police without a blink which later led to the kidnapping. yeah, erich wants him dead. 

Who are they the most glad to have met?

kisha and jamie, his physical therapist and her mentee respectively. they were pretty successful in bringing him out of his shell after the torture, giving him support, asking about his family, helping out with finances, and finally even letting him stay with them when he gets evicted later in the story. 

Do they have a go-to story in conversation? Or a joke?

if erich’s super comfortable with you he may tell you stories of his younger sister being dumb.  of which he has quite a few. otherwise, if he’s feeling a little prideful, he’ll tell you the story of how he got onto a plane and got off it scot free without a boarding pass or a passport. yes, that did actually happen, and he’s so proud. 

Could they be considered lazy?

no. he knows what he wants and he’s proactive enough to get it.

How hard is it for them to shake a sense of guilt?

oh boy, okay so erich rarely does things that make him feel a super genuine sense of guilt. he tends to justify it with ‘it was necessary’. but if something does indeed make him feel guilty he will he haunted by it for days and days. 

How do they treat the things their friends come to them excited about? Are they supportive?

he listens and nods and maybe even quips. if its someone very close he’ll agree to help if needed. he’s got a very impersonal kind of supportive system that i’m still figuring out. 

Do they actively seek romance, or do they wait for it to fall into their lap?

i mean provided that a) he trusts someone, and b) cares about them to the extent that he has such strong platonic love that he begins to be confused about his feelings, he’d be in love. but that’s a huge process. so no thanks. 

Do they have a system for remembering names, long lists of numbers, things that need to go in a certain order (like anagrams, putting things to melodies, etc)?

not really sksksk he forgets things like a cool person. 

What memory do they revisit the most often?

memories of being locked in a tiny dark room, memories of being kept in a blindingly white, noiseless room. memories of being bombarded with loud and overlapping speeches and music till he can’t even hear his own thoughts. that kind of memory. 

How easy is it for them to ignore flaws in other people?

difficult. his natural cynicism of people emphasizes on their flaws and may even ignore their good points. even with his best friends, he can’t ignore flaws when they pop up. it doesn’t diminish his appreciation of them, however.

How sensitive are they to their own flaws?

facts: erich’s sense of self is awful. he is pretty much playing a video game character of himself in the real world, interacting with objects and making observations with little attention on himself. if someone did call them out for being apathetic, cold and/or straight up duplicitous and condescending he’ll go “yes but what’s your point”

How do they feel about children?

okay, kids are a bit of a weak spot with erich, mostly because he has a baby sister. he likes how silly and unbothered about the world they are, it’s very amusing to him. also, objectively, he’s relatively decent at calming kids down and taking care of basic needs. once the mess that is his plot is over he wouldn’t mind having a kid. 

How badly do they want to reach their end goal?

he wants to take down mettugi pretty badly but he’s not passionately blindsided enough to do something stupid. he’s willing to kill but he’s not willing to die. if he plays his cards right it won’t be necessary. 

If someone asked them to explain their sexuality, how would they do so?

shrug emoji. it all depends on who he can connect with. 

QUESTIONS FOR CREATORS

A) Why are you excited about this character?

i’m excited mainly because i want to break a really gross trope in writing him. there’s this trope of tall, dark, handsome boys with dark pasts that are abusive to their friends and generally flat characters with no real meaning to them. i want a surface level tall, dark and handsome with genuine wit, capacity for sympathy and a moral code skskks 

B) What inspired you to create them?

oh boy long story short i doodled a person on the back of a test paper in ninth grade which gave me an idea for a detached character who hacks in solitude and he’s sort of developed over the years into what he is today. no single thing inspired him. 

C) Did you have trouble figuring out where they fit in their own story?

no, because they’re the protagonist for the first segment of this story.

D) Have they always had the same physical appearance, or have you had to edit how they look?

absolutely not ! draft one erich was much older, and ethnically german. this erich is younger and the son of turkish immigrants to germany. 

E) Are they someone you would get along with? Would they get along with you?

i think we’re both too detached and awkward to get along and get close, but we certainly wouldn’t have arguments. 

F) What do you feel when you think of your OC (pride, excitement, frustration, etc)?

frustration because ARGH i’m having trouble getting a hold of him and fleshing him out

G) What trait of theirs bothers you the most?

erich is meant to be a little volatile, but i’m having difficulty defining it very well. also it gets everyone around them to pull away just when they were getting close and that’s frustrating as an author too.

H) What trait do you admire most?

casual sympathy ! erich won’t hold your hand and tell you it’s alright but he will try to cook for you. he also tends to be generous to buskers and the like just because. 

I) Do you prefer to keep them in their canon universe?

yes but i do that with all my ocs because they’re so defined by their context and canon.

J) Did you have to manipulate or exclude canon factors to allow them to create their character?

uh i’m not 100% sure what this question is asking tbh but the way this story is proceeding it’s very much driven by the characters — the story doesn’t make the muses, it’s the other way around.

#LONG POST FUCK #realmzenith #oc talk.

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Can we have more attention on Fenrir? I really want to see your take of him dating in this highschool au. With that in mind, I think Hel is crushing on Ullr. Both of the twins are. Additionally, love this au. It so great

would you like an entire dating sim path for fenrir? if not then idon’t care bc i’m doing it (it’s roughly 1000 words and it’s v messy oops) 

background: fenrir has a bad reputation around the schoolbut he doesn’t care - he’s known for starting fights and generally being stand-off-ish and cold to everyone aside from his sisters and tyr

intro

starts off with you being in a few of his classes, you sit next to each other in maths and that’s how you initially bond when helping him out with algebra and the like. at first he ignores you but over time he begins to open up to you 

even the act just acknowledging him with a simple hi before class means a lot to him

one day he decides to sit next to you at lunch when you’re by yourself. you make light conversation with him, and he rants about a show he’s been watching recently - it’s cute how invested he is and you say that you might start watching it as well…

over time he hangs around you in your other classes more, pairing up with you before your other friends can say anything. you sometimes notice him trailing you awkwardly as he doesn’t know how to start talking to you outside of class and you notice that when you walk to class he’s awfully close to you and seems to stick to you like a bodyguard

(if this was an actual dating sim route this stuff would be over a few weeks or so :P)

special event #1

eventually he asks you to sit with him and his sisters at lunch - you know that he’s very protective about them it’s nice to know that he trusts you enough to talk to them

you’re a bit nervous but you have nothing to fear – light hel is super friendly and sweet, asking lots of questions about you to keep the conversation going

fenrir is embarrassed bc he considers you a friend but he doesn’t know simple things like your favourite colour as you’ve mostly been listening to him in conversation. he does care but he hasn’t had a close friend in forever and needed someone outside his family to talk to

dark hel is a bit cold towards you but she joins in by teasing fenrir. when fenrir goes to the bathroom she interrogates you too see if you’ve got any ulterior motives talking to fenrir but light hel manages to hold her back before he returns dark hel makes it a point to emphasize that he doesn’t try to talk to others often, and she thinks that someone has a crush on you.

at the end of the lunch break fenrir apologises for his sisters (mostly light hel), and he asks you to go out with him to a local shopping centre to hangout. it’s just a casual thing but seeing fenrir lightly blushing makes you wonder if there’s something more to dark hel’s words

first date

when you arrive at the shopping centre you find fenrir rocking a super nice leather jacket - you say that he looks good and he tries to return the compliment but he’s too flustered to say anything

you explore a few stores, but fenrir gets the feeling that you’re being watched by something – while you’re going from store to store he spots his sisters and dad not-so-secretly spying on you two. fenrir drags you into the cinema, trying to get away from them. he quickly buys tickets for the next film showing – it’s a romantic comedy :^)

it’s cold in the cinema, and fenrir offers his jacket toyou. it’s surprisingly comfortable and warm, smelling faintly earth-y. you finish watching the film (you do note that he was trying to wrap his arm around you but when you moved closer to lean against him he had to excuse himself to the bathroom instantly... weird) and decide to go to a nearby arcade to finish off the day. he wins a few prizes for you but you manage to win a little wolf plushie and give it as a gift for his company today.

…and he invites you to come to his house tomorrow!

second date

you arrive at his house and fenrir instantly remarks about the strangeness of his father. you don’t see his father until you walk to back fenrir’s room. loki’s there with a glass pressed against the wall trying to listen to fenrir - you just decide to walk in and not say anything…

basically you spend another day messing around watching movies and playing games~

you end up finding out that he likes being scratched andpetted like a dog much to his great embarrassment. you also notice that the wolf plushie you won for him is on his mantle alongside all his sports awards and pictures of his family - it makes you feel all warm and fuzzy thinking about it

while you’re talking you manage to get on the topic of his behaviour at school and you learn that a big reason why he hasn’t dropped out yet is because of tyr – you’ve seen the pair around school before and you’ve always wondered what their relationship was about (you’ve even got a weird relationship where if you see tyr he gives you a knowing nod of acknowledgement). he says that tyr was the only one (outside of his family duh) to put in the effort to treat him like a real person with respect, everyone else just didn’t care about him or put on a fake act just to be polite to him.

he then thanks you for trying to get to know him even despite his reputation and personality 🥺

cheesy sports event - prologue

when you arrive back at school fenrir is pulled out of class in the afternoon to visit the guidance councillor’s office – he asks you to wait for him at the school gates. he comes back after 10 minutes at the school gates with tyr in tow. tyr makes an offhand remark about you two being a couple, fenrir punches tyr’s arm hard and is all flustered about it and you tease him just a little bit but make sure to hold back before you become the target of tyr as well

fenrir decides to walk home with you even though his house is the other way. he’s stumbling over his words and while you’re glad he’s decided to carry your things you’re really quite confused by his immediate offer to do so. he can’t even look at you half of the time and as you get very well acquainted with the road he tells you about his upcoming football game (side note: i have literally no idea about american football so don’t @ me). of course you accept his offer, and seeing him literally jump for joy in response is all the motivation you need to stick with it

cheesy sports event - game time

friday comes along and smite high is playing at home. you’re sitting with fenrir’s family - they’ve basically accepted you as one of them. they make it their personal goal to tell you about fenrir’s crush on you through poorly disguised hinting - but you know that you can’t just say that you have feelings for him, you have to wait for the right time and even with the universe pointing to all the right signs you’re still uneasy and unsure if he feels the same way

you spend the night cheering wildly for fenrir and the team, and fenrir waves at you when he gets the chance - seeing him in his element makes your cheeks go rosy although you could say you have the same effect on him - you figure it’s the result of you putting a little more effort into your appearance tonight and you hope your outfit compliments your features as your friends say it does

smite high is doing well, but as the game progresses it seems as though the away team gets better and better, catching up with smite high with ease. the game continues on, and it’s down to the final minutes – smite high is down by one point and i’m sure you can guess by now who’s going to score the point ˙ ͜ʟ˙

anyways, smite high wins because of a lucky score by fenrir and everyone cheers for him but he doesn’t care – he finds you in the crowd with his sisters and picks you up, spinning you in his arms. he’s got a wide smile on his face, and says “i could almost kiss you!”

both hels and loki are chanting “do it!” while sigyn just shakes her head in silence. his hands are wrapped around your waist and something about this moment just feels so natural, as if the closeness of your bodies is just how it should be. fenrir’s hot and breathless but so are you, and you want to take the next step so badly and the way his eyes twinkle makes you want to call him yours...

yet he puts you down with a sheepish grin as you’re brought back to reality with the sound of the crowd clapping around you. you suggest that you two go for a walk to cool down and escape the crowd, fenrir giving you a silent nod in agreement. you don’t realise how truly close he is to you and how his hands haven’t left your waist before dark hel complains and says that she wants to see the action happen. light hel and sigyn drag dark hel and loki away before they can spy on you two

before you leave tyr stops you both, giving fenrir a bear hug (which he’s surprised at first but sinks into eventually) and telling him how proud he is of smite high’s star player. he says they’ll talk later and tells him to wash up before exposing you to how bad he smells. fenrir leaves and tyr pulls you aside away from the crowd

he remarks about how you’ve really helped fenrir out by being a close friend. he notes that fenrir has never acted this attached to someone and tells you to not break his heart... and also to use protection otherwise you might lose an arm like he did. he then promptly shoves you off to overthink your feelings for fenrir

you’re both obviously into each other, no normal guy like fenrir would do the things he does around you without being somewhat interested in you - he literallly said he could kiss you! and you can’t help yourself from blushing thinking about his striking looks (it’s like he came out of a scandinavian calvin klein commercial and those eyes are so deep and piercing), his bad boy with a heart of gold attitude and how secretly goofy and aloof he is... where do you go from here?

luckily before your brain implodes from thinking too much he returns from the lockerooms, looking as spiffy as he could in his ripped jeans, band t-shirt and leather jacket. you note that his clothing seems more wrinkle free than usual, and that he’s put a little more care in taming his hair. naturally it makes you swoon at the knees

cheesy sports event - resolution

you’re both alone while walking around the school, slowly walking nowhere as the celebration has promptly moved on to some poor student’s house. fenrir’s given you his jacket - he says he’s too hot after the game and he knows you get cold anyways. that doesn’t stop him from walking so closely beside you that you can feel him brush aside you, and you just want to grab his hand and tell him how you feel but you’re afraid of breaking the silence between each other. fenrir speaks first, telling you that he won when he saw you in the crowd cheering for him – he didn’t want to let you down after you went out of your way to watch the game

you say that he would never let you down, and the conversation dies for a bit - you want to make a move but you’re afraid that it won’t work out.

you suggest that you two should go somewhere else to talk but before you can finish your sentence he pins you against a wall and starts confessing his feelings to you. he’s breathless, spitting out the words like a manic and half of the time he can’t even look at you but you just press a finger to his lips and start kissing him. it feels like a promise of things to come.

you’d never imaged the big bad wolf of smite high would be your boyfriend but you hope you can see all the sides of fenrir to come 💖

and then you’re dating and shit! yaaay

(also both hels are totally justififed, i’d have a crush on ullr too lol)

(and thanks for the nice comment! i’ve spent a lot of time on this au and it’s nice to have people appreciate it ˙ ͜ʟ˙)

#FUCK THIS TOOK A BIT TO WRITE #i even refreshed my inbox so i lost the first draft of this :') #i thought about this the entire day #when i went out my ass was being third wheeled super hard so i just thought about this lol #anyways please clap ˙ ͜ʟ˙ #answered asks #high school au

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Sunshine Spots

I didn’t get to work on requests today (probably for the better bc my current condition is no good for writing), so I just wrote this re: ideas me and @sunkistjello have been talking about. I missed these two

Characters: Bing, Chase

Word count: 2k

Warnings: bit of self-hate/self-esteem issues. Bingaverage.

"Dude, you know what I just noticed, like...yesterday?"

"No, what?" Chase shoots back without looking away from the screen. He's busy editing, but Bing knows he's not being a bother by hanging out with him while he does. While Chase is still very unsure about ever making videos again, he likes helping Seán out with editing every once in a while.

Bing spins around in his chair one last time (he's absolutely the reason Chase has two and not only one spinny chair in his office) before pushing himself closer to Chase. "My skin is all clear and stuff. Like, there aren't even birthmarks or anything, not a single one!"

"That is because," Chase rolls his eyes fondly, nudging away the hand Bing had stuck out a little too close to his face. "you're very lucky. Also because you're an android."

Bing sighs and stares at his hand. He hates being artificial. But then something else clicks for him and he looks at Chase again. "What do you mean I'm lucky?"

"Because you don't have a bunch of ugly blotches on your skin?" Chase finally looks at him, raising an eyebrow like he’s just stated the obvious. "I don't know dude, I think that's pretty lucky."

Bing shakes his head and stares at his boyfriend for another moment, but Chase ignores it and goes back to editing. Chase is, simply said, pretty much covered in freckles and he hates them with a passion. He finds them ugly and ridiculous, and he never listens when Bing tells him he thinks they're wonderful.

"Chase..."

"No, there's no need for that," Chase shakes his head. Bing is giving him that sad, gentle look again, he knows without having to look, and he doesn't know how to deal. "My stupid blotches aren't the topic right now."

"But I think they're really pretty," he scoots a little closer, as close as his chair will let him go without knocking over Chase's. "You are really pretty."

Chase laughs fondly and shakes his head again. He decides to abandon his work for a moment and grant Bing his full attention. "You're sweet, but-"

"But you still hate them, I know," oh how he wishes that wasn't the case. He just wants Chase to love himself like he deserves to. "But I'll keep saying you're pretty until you actually believe me, man. You know I don't give up easily."

"More like you're a stubborn bastard, but yeah, I know," Chase smiles with just a little cheekiness to it, but then he adjusts his posture and it's gone again. "Thank you though. I might not believe it, but...it still means a lot, you know."

"Of course I know," he leans in closer and presses a small kiss to Chase's lips. At least that successfully makes him smile again. "And I think you're beautiful like this, but if there was a way I'd totally take them from you. Because I wanna have at least some spots and stuff and you don't, so...win, win?"

Chase laughs, loud and genuine, and Bing is proud as ever to have accomplished that. He also really wants to kiss him again, because he really is beautiful.

"Get yourself a marker or something," Chase jokes, and chuckles at the idea. "Draw yourself ugly spots if you want them so much."

"You know what?" Bing hums and Chase gives him a warning look. The marker was in no way an actually serious idea. "I think I might just do that. Except I'll draw myself pretty spots instead, like yours."

"Stop being so sweet, I don't know how to handle it," laughing again, Chase throws his head back and stares at the ceiling in defeat, trying to be as dramatic as possible. As long as he can keep the conversation away from his self-esteem issues by cracking jokes, he's going to be fine.

"Never!" Bing exclaims, leaning in closer and making Chase laugh again. He always gets so giddy when Bing pokes him enough. Bing waits until he stops laughing, then pulls him into a proper kiss. "As long as it keeps making you happy, I won't stop calling you pretty," he hums after he pulls away.

"I hate you," Chase mumbles, but the laugh in his voice says otherwise. "You're not even trying, are you?"

"Not really," Bing shrugs, and grins widely when Chase presses their noses together. To be honest, if he did try he would end up a stuttering mess instead. "I guess I'm just this good."

"Wow, way to ruin it," Chase rolls his eyes teasingly. "Go get yourself a damn marker or something. Shoo."

Bing does just that, though not immediately, because bothering (read: joking around with and kissing) Chase is still higher on his list of priorities. But eventually he gets his hands on a brown permanent marker. It's not perfect, but it should work, and hopefully it will actually be permanent on his skin too. But even if it isn't, he'd love to have freckles and whatnot even for just a day.

"Dude!" he cheers excitedly as he stumbles into the living room in search of Chase two days after the conversation in the office.

Chase is sitting on the couch in the company of his phone and an empty mug, and he looks up at Bing with a small smile. He puts both the mug and his phone down and is about to greet him, ask him what's got him so excited, when the words get caught in his throat.

Bing is standing in front of him in his favourite tank top, grinning like crazy and covered in freckles. His face, his shoulders, and the full length of his arms is covered in a myriad of tiny, brown dots that melt together into bigger patches, not unlike how they look on Chase's own skin. They look completely natural, like they've always been there, and they look absolutely amazing.

"What do you think?" Bing is still smiling like his new freckles are the greatest thing in the world, and maybe to him they really are right now.

Chase is still speechless, but he takes a breath and tries to get ahold of his voice. The first two words that come to his mind are "holy shit", but he doesn’t say them. When he finally speaks, his voice is full of joy and adoration.

"You look adorable!"

Bing's eyes widen and he covers his mouth like he's just been told the best news. "Really? I do?"

"Hell yeah you do," Chase can't stop grinning himself. He scoots back on the couch a little and motions for Bing to sit down next to him. "Holy shit, you look amazing."

Bing is generally a very happy person, but Chase isn't sure when the last time he's seen him this happy had been. It's the sort of overwhelming happiness that fills you with energy and makes you feel like you could run a marathon and not get tired, and it's the happiness Bing feels every time Chase tells him that he's the farthest from a robot he can get or when he gets to do something that's very, very human.

Slowly, Chase pulls Bing closer to himself and takes his face into his hands. He runs his thumbs over the freckles, carefully at first, his touch barely there. The paint doesn't smudge under his hand, and even from up close they look so real. He wonders if it's not actually markers, but he doesn't care to ask right now. He just sits and marvels in how perfect and amazing Bing looks with his new freckles.

"You're so pretty," he breathes without thinking, and Bing grins in response, because he's usually the one saying that to Chase about his freckles, and now it's the other way around.

"I tried to mimic your freckles," Bing starts proudly, and his eyes shine bright with his joy. Sometimes Chase wonders if it's just because of their light colour, or if they're actually glowing, but he's yet to test it. "I think it worked."

"I...I don't know how much they're like mine, but...gosh, you look adorable," he runs his thumb over Bing's cheek again and he presses into his touch a little. "I think I'm gonna be staring at you non-stop for the next two days or however long these will last, because I can't get enough of how pretty you look."

Bing doesn't exactly know how to respond to that, all he knows is that he's really, really happy. He leans forward more and captures Chase lips in a short kiss, just enough so that it's there.

"You do realise I used you as an example, right? So if you think my freckles are so amazing, then that means yours are too. Even more so probably, because I'm not a good artist," Bing laughs. Though he originally just really wanted something on his skin because that's a human thing, and because Chase's freckles are gorgeous, he also really hoped he could end up showing Chase just how lovely his freckles really look, even if on Bing's skin and not on his.

"No, shut up," Chase shakes his head, but he can't help but smile. He knows he's blushing, he blushes way too easily. He laughs a little when Bing listens and doesn't say anything and kisses his nose instead. "How long are they going to last? Is it even markers? It doesn’t look like it."

"Not sure," Bing hums and leans back a little. Chase pulls his hands back as he watches Bing tuck one of his legs under himself and get more comfortable. "It's paint I got from the Googles, not sure why they even have stuff like this. But it's not permanent."

Chase nods. He's not sure if he's glad or not. He already loves the way Bing looks with freckles way too much, he’s gorgeous and he just can’t get enough of him. But he also wouldn't want him to just permanently stain his skin on a whim. He looks amazing, sure, but Chase would be worried Bing would wind up hating the freckles eventually, and he knows all too well how that feels. He wouldn't want Bing to ever experience that.

"I'll wait until they come off completely, but so far I really like having them," Bing looks one of his arms over as he talks, then looks back to Chase with a wide smile. "Oliver said they could give me permanent freckles that don't come off. Well, maybe they could still get them off later if I wanted them to because, you know, all the augmentation they know how to do, but they wouldn't fade or anything."

Chase doesn't want to say that he wishes his were like that too, just gone when he wanted them to because hell does he want them gone, but he doesn't want to burst Bing's bubble by being all angsty again. So instead he smiles. "That's cool! Permanent or not, I'm really glad you like having them."

Too bad Bing reads between the lines (Chase's ones at least) so well. But he lets it slide for now, knowing he will surely come back to it later. He'll do as he had said – he won't stop telling Chase how pretty he is as long as it will make him happy. But for now he wants to celebrate his own freckles.

"I love them! Dude, I look so pretty now!" Bing beams again, because his excitement is still very much present and bubbling. He stares at his own arms again, grin wide as ever, because he just can't get used to how great those dots look on him. He only looks up when he hears Chase laugh fondly at him.

"Yeah, you really do."

#chase brody #bingiplier #bingaverage #fanfiction #writing #i was contemplating making this platonic #i actually started writing it as that #but.....nah #i was feeling sappy bf stuff instead #goddamn it's hard to write when every half sentence you gotta fight the urge #to just curl up and sleep right in the middle of the library instead