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Conversations with a Movie Star
Chapter 3 - And HBO
Pairing- Dieter Bravo x ofc!Ava
Word Count- 2.1K-ish
Warnings- I'm really not aware of any for this chapter? A little bit of foul language, one food mention, let me know if I missed anything
Author's Note- Technically still on hiatus but surprise!!, I finished something lol! I struggled a lot looking for connective tissue writing this and decided screw it, I'm just gonna put a bunch of scenes together and hope they still flow.....if this chapter had a theme song, it would be Myrtle Beach by Sunny Ledfurd and it would deserve it's own warnings, so I leave it to you to decide if you want to look it up, lol! Big thanks as always to @wildemaven for listening to me whine and supporting me as I figure out what I'm doing 💕
Ava falls into a routine over the next few days, one that as best as Dieter can tell is designed solely to drive him nuts. She's up early and over to the lobby, banging on the inner office door and yelling at him that the coffee's ready. When he manages to get off the couch- he really needs to stop crashing down here- and stumbles out to the lobby, she nags him about the whole lack of breakfast options situation.
And then she disappears for a few hours every day and Dieter goes back to sleep. Like a normal human being. It's like the goddamn Energizer bunny has infiltrated his space. She's just always doing something. It's exhausting.
He has brief moments where he misses the way Anika just worked around him and let him be and even if that was less tiring, he realizes it probably wasn't very healthy either. Ava is slowly breaking him out of the funk he's wasted the last two years of his life in and he'd be lying to himself if he didn't admit that part of him, a larger part than he maybe realized, enjoys having a purpose again. Even a small one.
She's already bullied him into cleaning up the back office, moving furniture and desks and filing cabinets for fucks sake, like he's used to this kind of manual labor all because she thinks it should be a functional space and not just his own personal little man cave.
"You can keep your big squishy sofa and your precious tv and your absolutely ridiculous hippo coffee table. But we're gonna keep them over there," gesturing to one half of the room. "And then over here, people can work."
And then she'd proceeded to go through all seven million filing cabinets she'd made him move- full of old tax records, and licenses and invoices and God only knows what else and then she hit paydirt, if you're into that kinda thing, which apparently she is. Scrapbooks and photographs and the original blueprints for the hotel.
"They always wanted a pool," Dieter muses, looking at the blueprints. "It was never in the budget. And they wouldn't take my money."
"You could do it now. In the off season if you wanted. Nothing stopping you," Ava shrugs.
She's right. He could. He tucks that thought away for later.
"Hey, Miss Rose?" Dieter asks from the doorway of Ava's room. "That woman staying here, the reporter, she bothering you?"
"No, baby, she just asked me some questions and took my picture. Said she's writing a book."
"A book?"
"Not about you, baby. She called it slice of life. Whatever that means," Rose laughs.
"Oh," Dieter relaxes a little bit but makes a mental note to ask Ava about that later. "What do you think of her?"
"You know the rules, baby. You wanna talk, you have to help me work."
Dieter does know the rules. Rose has been working at the motel since before his mom dumped him here and it's always been the same, if he wanted to hang around and pester her or any of the other housekeeping staff, he had to make himself useful.
Dieter sighs but he dutifully steps into the room and grabs the other side of the sheet she's just tossed on the bed.
"So, Ava?"
"You like her, baby?" Rose grins. She's always been able to read him like an open book and this time is no exception.
"Maybe," he admits sheepishly as they finish making the bed. "Which is just dumb right? It's not like she's staying, she's only here a couple weeks."
"Oh, I think you could sway her if you wanted to. That girl's looking for roots. She'd be a good fit for you, baby. Keep you on your toes."
"You think so?" He asks absently as he picks up various perfume bottles and lotions on her dresser, giving them all a sniff before sitting them back down and moving on to the next thing. He opens a drawer full of silky lacy underthings and his brain short circuits. Is this the kind of thing she's wearing under those tiny shorts he spends way too much time imagining peeling her out of? Good Lord.
"I did," Rose says, reaching over him to slam the drawer closed, barely giving him time to get his fingers out of the way. "But if you don't stop going through her underwear, I'm going to tell her you're a creep and she should stay away from you. What is wrong with you, Dieter Anthony! I swear you were raised better than to snoop through a guests things."
Dieter holds his hands up in surrender and starts backing out of the room, he knows when he's been beaten.
"Hey, DB, come play tourist with me."
"What?"
"You never leave the hotel, come play tourist with me. It'll be fun. We'll go to Peaches, get some hot dogs first."
"I was getting ready to watch Harvey," he whines.
"We can watch Harvey tonight. For the seven thousandth time. Please, Dieter?"
"We can't just leave the place unattended."
"It won't be unattended, Austin's here."
"Who the fuck is Austin?"
"Your new afternoon front desk help. You're welcome."
Dieter scrambles off the sofa and peeks out at the reservation desk and the scrawny sun-bleached blonde currently chilling with his feet up on the counter before turning back to Ava.
"You can't just go around hiring people and he looks like a bum!" He stage whispers.
"You're one to talk," Ava snorts. "He's not a bum. He's a lifeguard. And someone has to hire people around here."
"What do you even know about this person?"
"A lot. We hang out. He's saving up so he can go work at a ski resort this winter. Teach kids how to snowboard. He's cool. And smarter than he looks." Ava grabs Dieter's hand and drags him out of the office. "Now let's go."
Dieter reluctantly shuffles along behind her, glaring at Austin the whole time and the kid offers him a big bright white smile.
"Hey, Ava, check it!" Austin yells as they pass, pointing at the computer screen. "Spider solitaire! I can play, right?"
"Myrtle Beach, Myrtle Beach, Myrtle Beach. Goddamn, I love Myrtle Beach!" Ava sings as they walk along the boardwalk and Dieter laughs.
"No, do not get that stuck in my head, Ava. I'm begging you."
"Ha! But you know it, don't you? C'mon. It's so appropriate. You might've passed on the airbrushed tee-shirt but I saw you grab the saltwater taffy and it's bike week and we're missing the Pavilion."
"Everyone will always miss the Pavilion," Dieter agrees, looking towards the empty space that his mind's eye still fills in with the large sand-colored building that had stood there for most of his life. The shade and cool relief it offered from the scorching sun, the sounds of the arcade and the million games of skeeball played, tickets won and traded in for silly trinkets.
"Can I tell you a secret?" Dieter asks and Ava nods, leaning against the boardwalk railing and giving him her full attention. "I flew in to watch the demolition and cried like a baby the whole flight back to LA. No one knows that, I didn't tell anyone I was here. Not even my grandparents. I just....I didn't have a lot of friends growing up here, I was always the weird kid. But the couple I did have, we spent so much time at the arcade or the amusement park. The rickety ass roller coasters and the ancient carousel. Even just sitting at the fucking organ shooting the shit. I know they moved some of it, but it's not the same. It'll never be the same."
Ava studies him, lost in his thoughts, staring at an empty lot and seeing only the past. She likes this side of him. She likes how real he's been with her about things, not just today, but his willingness in general to humor her and answer all her questions about himself and his family and the motel and she impulsively leans in and kisses his cheek bringing his attention back to her.
"What was that for?" He grins.
"Just a thank you. For sharing that with me. So one secret deserves another, right?" She laces her fingers through his and pulls him a little ways down the boardwalk, stopping in front of the Gay Dolphin. "Behold- my most favorite place at the beach."
"Ava, no," he laughs. "Why here?"
"It's an institution, right? A testament to all that is cheap and tacky. The ultimate tourist trap," she smiles at him as they walk inside and Dieter swears his knees actually go weak. "It's cluttered and messy and an absolutely delightful maze of levels to get lost in and you never know what's around the next corner. Will it be novelty ashtrays shaped like sandcastles or porcelain clown figurines for some insane reason? You just never know! It's an adventure!"
Dieter's toying with the shark tooth necklace Ava insisted he just had to have- one of many "treasures" they left the Gay Dolphin loaded down with- running his fingers along the soft leather cord, feeling the rough edges and point of the tooth and then back up the cord while the credits for Harvey play out on the television screen and he knows any second now Ava will lift her head off his shoulder, stretch, and tell him she should go and he realizes he doesn't want her to.
He never really does, but it's different today, it's more than not wanting to be alone, left to his own devices. It's her. He wants her company. He wants her bright eyes and warm laughter, the way she teases him and banters without giving a shit about who he is, or who the rest of the world thinks he is. This whole ridiculous day of playing tourist with her has been the best day he's had in a long time and he's not ready for it to end.
"Hey, Ava, do you wanna have sex with me?" He blurts it out of a long ingrained habit but it's not really what he means and he struggles to explain. "I mean....just like you don't have to go....do you want to stay?"
Ava picks her head up to study him and then she grins, turning to slide a leg over him and settling herself squarely in his lap. Dieter trails his hands up her thighs, the way he's imagined countless times, tucking his fingertips right under the ragged hem of her shorts while she wraps her arms around his neck, fingers tangling in his hair and holy shit, he didn't ever imagine that would actually work on her.
"I really had a lot of fun today, but not tonight, movie star," Ava laughs. And then she kisses him. Soft. Sweet. Testing the waters. And God yes, is he receptive. And then she's pulling away way entirely too soon to suit him and he kinda hates the groan of disappointment that escapes him as she gathers her things and leaves the office.
Seems like she's always walking away and he's just sitting here like a dumb ass watching her.
"That's not a hard no?" He yells after her and the sound of her laughter floats back to him. He'll take it.
#dieter bravo#dieter bravo x ofc#dieter bravo fanfiction#dieter bravo fanfic#dieter x ofc!Ava#dieter & ava#cwams#pedro pascal character fanfiction
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TO LOATHE AND TO LOVE || MV33 SERIES: a masterlist
f1 masterlist: a - n o - z
max verstappen x hearth sister!ofc (sylvie ford) - wip
summary: there is a massive difference between the two words, but sylvie was more than willing to blur out the line if it means for her to spend some time with what others called her soulmate, max verstappen.
content warning: 16+ content, use of explicit language, social media file + written fic format, mentions of paternal relationship issues, jos verstappen, mentions of mental health and problems with it, best friends to enemies to best friends to lovers (lol), gossips + rumours
one, it’s time to go: sylvie attended a christmas party and couldn’t seem to do what she normally did on the paddock: avoid max
two, closure: her memories haunted her so much that the red bull team principal thought of her to be incompetent, so it was only ideal of max to face the music too.
three, goodnight n go: she wasn't sure what was more surprising: toto's presence on her graduation celebration or max's expensive graduation gifts.
four, gorgeous: there's nothing more satisfying than seeing christian horner own up to his own mistake. that, and max's office-warming gift that he dropped off in sylvie's new on-site office.
five, cinema: sylvie was left feeling unsure when she and max did things that friends normally wouldn't do after she was broken up with by another man. (16+)
six, satellite: max verstappen might've avoided talking about what they had done before all of this, but he was certain he wouldn't get out of his way just to ignore her as he swore not to her one way or another ever again.
seven, mean: sylvie found herself with a million and a half pounds and winning against the boys who brought her racing career to an early end.
eight, long story short: they're friends, they said. they bought a house and adopted a dog together, they definitely did.
nine, mastermind: max wasn't going to admit that he was jealous. he wasn't going to tell her that he sabotaged her blind date, either. not that she didn't know.
ten, comfort crowd: ah yes, the first monday of may. when everyone speculated that sylvie was merely using him and when she finally admitted to missing him for the past four years.
eleven, matilda: they don't know much, maybe, but they know how they'll raise their children away from the toxicity that they grew up in, all thanks to their fathers who did nothing but set expectations. (hc)
extra: matilda volume two, smau: set years after the tltl series in which sylvie and max have the most adorable set of kids called emilia, lila and maximilian. (f)
twelve, wild: sylvie is smart and she was always quick to realize things. what she did not expect, however, was realize that she was in love with her best friend.
#max verstappen fic#max verstappen imagine#max verstappen#max verstappen x oc#formula one imagine#formula one x oc#formula one masterlist#red bull racing imagine#mv33#mv33 imagine
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Get to know you: Sims Style
Ty for the tag @executables-sims. ^^
What’s your favorite Sims death?
idk this time, whoops. I haven't had a sim die in my game except by old age for a while. 🤔
Alpha CC or Maxis Match?
Both? Is that an option? Both. Really, I like aspects of both and so I blend both in my game. Alpha hair and clay hair, maxis match objects and realistic objects, whatever, if it fits in my game I'll use it.
Do you cheat your sims weight?
I used the SimBlender to change some of the models fit states on my last download post; otherwise, no.
Do you move objects?
I move so many objects, baby 😎
Favorite Mod?
My enormous hacks folder makes this hard to answer, lol. I'll shout out Epi's Baby Personality mod, b/c finally I'm getting some sims with more than 0 to 1 nice points born in Middleground again.
First Expansion/Game Pack/Stuff Pack?
It was Pets. Because I've always been an animal lover and it came out right after I started playing.
Do you pronounce live mode like aLIVE or LIVing?
It's still LIV mode and I'll still die on this hill.
Who’s your favorite sim that you’ve made?
Made? Idk, I don't often make sims to play (I think I picked Jackie from Far Valley last time), so I'll show you my favorite born in-game sim!
is anyone surprised (if you're new here, that's Clara Blanch)
Have you made a simself?
Yeah, but she no longer exists in my sim bin and no one gets to see her.
Which is your favorite EA hair color?
Black? I guess? Idk, I don't really have a favorite hair color.
Favorite EA hair?
Hmm, I don't remember what I answered last time I did this one. I think the little half-up ponytail from Seasons.
Favorite life stage?
Is it a cop-out if I say everything besides the infant stage? (Does that one even count? They're basically potatoes.) Playing this hood for so long, I've come to enjoy playing sims through each of their life stages. Toddler and kid are cute; teen stage is fun because I get to explore their personality and interests more, and ofc there's budding romances for sims who are into that; adult stage, I get to build their lives and see what their own family turns out like; and elders in my game usually get to relax and savor things once they retire, and spend a lot of time with their family and friends and hobbies, which can be a nice change of pace.
Are you a builder or are you in it for the gameplay?
insert both is good gif from @executables-sims's post here
Are you a CC creator?
Sometimes!
Do you have any Simblr friends or a Sim Squad?
Yeah, though the concept of a sim squad is so funny to me for some reason.
Do you have any sims merch?
Nope
Do you have a YouTube for sims?
Nooooope. I like to watch some simmers, especially speedbuilds (shout out to @kayleigh-83 and @nervosims for their great speedbuild vids!), but no one would enjoy me flitting back and forth between seven different things at once, lmao
How has your “Sims style” changed throughout your years of playing?
Play style or aesthetic style? They've both changed over time. Gameplay wise, I really only stick with Middleground and my rotational play now, whereas I used to start (and abandon) a lot of legacies, tried at least one BACC, just random sims that were fun to play. Aesthetically... hmm, you know, I'm not sure this has changed *that* much. Here's Clara circa 2011:
I use more matte skins now, and the style of clothing I download has probably changed the most, but I could absolutely recreate this pic without downloading anything new, including the CC stuff in the background.
Who’s your favorite CC creator?
Don't make me pick one!! If you're really interested, check my sims pinterest in my pinned post, I'm sure there's patterns there.
How long have you had Simblr?
*checks archive* ...Ten years next May, yikes!
What expansion/gamepack is your favorite?
Hmmm, I'm going to say Apartment Life this time. I've really been enjoying playing witches lately, and it added a lot of buy/build items I like. Or maybe Uni??? No, AL it is.
Tagging, uhhh, I'm a little late so sorry if you already did this and I missed it!: @isimchi, @tvickiesims, @episims, @anachronisims, @sushigal007
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i need to know about all of these fics NOW (no pressure take your time ofc ofc)
Wrath of a Captain
Moment of Rest (a Decade Too Late)
Hitmen!Demon bros AU
Galand exposes Meliodas' demon secret
How to Demon (Yes, Captain, This is Really Necessary)
Meliodas and the Kids AU #1
also never realized how silly i name my documents till now 😭😭😭‼️‼️‼️
Ahh hearing you excited about all these is making me excited to write them again (hoping to get back to writing more soon - october was a mess and a half :( but I have 2 whumptober fics that I almost finished that should maybe might be posted soon?)
Okay so...
Wrath of a Captain
Fun fact about this one is that it was one of (possibly the) first nnt fic ideas I wrote down when I first got into the fandom. Tho in what - 1-1,5 years? - I've still barely started writing it (oops). But not for lack of interest! I'm still excited about this one, I just haven't been able to specify the scenario enough to start writing (I keep getting distracted by other fic ideas lol).
To summarize the idea in three words: Protective Captain Meliodas.
And here's a rough summary I wrote for myself:
The Seven Deadly sins were a well-known force only fools would take lightly. Though faced with a captain that was small and short, and seemed the complete opposite of wrath itself, it was easy to underestimate him. But just because the captain didn't get angry, didn't mean he never got close. Especially if one were foolish enough to dare attack his team.
A Moment of Rest (a Decade Too Late)
This is a fic I started this summer and then kinda forgot about (oh the art of finishing a fic before moving on to the next one). It takes place after the Capital of the Dead arc and deals with the aftermath of Sins being split-up for 10 years from King's perspective. Now, I can't remember, if it originally was supposed to be "Meliodas was alone for 10 years" angst or "Meliodas was alone for 10 years and demons don't do well in isolation" angst, but it's probably gonna end up being the second one now. Which means the rest of the Sins, while not knowing Meliodas' full story, knows he is a demon and how these past 10 years would have affected him because of it.
Here's a little sneak peek:
The princess had already retired into the Boar Hat, while Ban had simply settled for grabbing Meliodas and sprawling out on the ground. He wasn’t sleeping. His ease was a facade at best. King knew that he too was plagued by these past ten years, and the guilt they brought. It had never been supposed to go this far…
Meliodas seemed dazed. A state hopefully only brought forth by the lull of sleep slowly claiming him. He wasn’t quite asleep yet though. To an outsider he might have seemed to be, but King knew him better. His guard was still firmly up, although slowly but surely being picked apart by Ban’s hand repeatedly running through his hair. Meliodas was curled up tighter than he normally would, yet at the same time more relaxed than King had seen him since before they were framed. His head was neatly tucked on top of Ban’s chest. Ear over his heart, no doubt. He’d always had a particular fondness of that, their captain. Easily soothed by the beat of a heart – by the beat of their hearts at least.
Hitmen!Demon bros AU
Oooh this one. thiiiis one! I'm still mostly in the planning stage for this one, but I can't wait until I get to share the full thing with you all. Like the name suggests, it's a modern (possibly slight futuristic) AU where the DK raised his sons as hitmen. It's gonna be a multichapter fic (probably my longest wip yet) and there will be lots of demon bros angst!
Fun fact, while the I had thought about this AU a bit, I wasn't necessarily planning on writing it at first. Then my mind provided me with this super angsty demon bros scene and an awful chapter cliffhanger, and well, now I'm invested. I need to know how this story ends. (If this sounds familiar, I did mention this once before).
Anyway, I have written the first 300-something words, setting up the angst before a jump back in time, so here's a sneak peek:
Perhaps one of the most defining moments in Meliodas’ life happened on January 29th the year he was turning 26. The day Meliodas found himself on a rooftop staring down his own little brother, a raised gun in both their hands aimed at each other. The only sound was the falling rain as the world itself seemed to hold its breath waiting for who would make the first move.
At that moment, Meliodas had thought he had known exactly how the day would end. He had known it in the calculating part of his mind that he never could quite shut off, and had felt it in his heart that seemed to break every time he saw his little brother. He had thought he knew what would happen.
He had been wrong.
Everybody has a choice, but sometimes it doesn’t matter what you chose.
Galand exposes Meliodas' demon secret
Now this one I've shared a bit about before - partly to complain about my (still going strong) habit of stopping my writing in the middle of a sentence. Sadly, I haven't really made any progress since then. Mostly because I can't remember where tf the story was supposed to go (did I even have a plan?? I found the story aka the snippet of writing in a school notebook I hadn't used for months, so who knows).
Anyway! What I do know is that Galand fucks everything up on purpose, and is the one to reveal Meliodas' demon secret to the rest of the Sins. How the story continues from there, well, I'll figure that out eventually. For now, the last part of the fic looks like this:
It had all started with a confrontation with one of the Ten Commandments. Galand of Truth. He hadn’t even seemed to be looking for a fight – not in that moment anyway – King had noticed. He’d just been there to stir up trouble. Always playing games as usual¸ Meliodas had said. Well, games or not, Galand really had caused trouble. The demon had been quick to pick up on the rest of the Seven Deadly Sins’ surprise that Meliodas seemed to know him personally, and then deduced...DEDUCED WHAT??
How to Demon (Yes, Captain, This is Really Necessary)
This is actually a request/fic idea I got from a reader on ao3. It's also mostly still in the planning stage, having taken a backseat to my Febuwhump fic. But the idea is basically Melin giving a lesson on demons to the Sins with the (reluctant) aid of Meliodas. Or in other words, Merlin is sick of being (almost) the only one who knows how to keep Mel alive and will make it everybody's probably whether they want to or not. It'll also take place in the same AU as The Heat of the Storm (which means more of my demon thermoregulation, yay! - oh, actually, sidenote: I'm working on a post about that hc).
So, we'll have random demon lore/headcanons/stuff, some humor, and, of course, angst (probably more angst than should come from this otherwise humorous idea).
Meliodas and the Kids AU #1
The first of (at least) three fics taking place in the Meliodas and the Kids AU (aka Meliodas Adopts the Sins). In this AU, instead of the Sins becoming knights together way down the line, Meliodas ends up adopting/taking them in as kids* over the years.
Now, I use the term kids loosely here since neither King nor Gowther will actually be kids in the normal sense. But Gowther will be on his own for the first time and also still new to the world, and King, well, I still got some ideas for his relationship with Mel (and also, he is still significantly younger than Mel, so I say he still counts as his kid).
This first fic will consist of six chapters (one for each "kid"), exploring how Meliodas ended up taking them all in, and the dynamics of this mismatched little family (mostly the kids relationships' with Mel).
(Also Elizabeth is probably gonna be dead-dead in this AU).
Here's a sneak peek from the first (Merlin's) chapter:
When you find yourself stuck in time, it’s good to set up some rules for yourself, unless you want to lose yourself to madness. Meliodas didn’t have the luxury for madness. Madness was not going to solve anything. He would still be stuck here, unaging and undying, without an end in sight. Submitting to madness would also be admitting that the only purpose his life had left was suffering. An eternity alone in the human realm as a punishment for his crimes against the Demon King. His father was a huge asshole, okay? Meliodas was not about to give him the satisfaction of watching him break. So, he made some rules. The most important one was: do not get attached.
[some other stuff not included in this sneak peek]
Do not get attached. It was simple and important – and Meliodas had broken the rule before he had even made it.
(also I love your wip titles XD and will definitely send an ask for some ramblings of your own - but that will have to wait, I've got an 8am lecture in less than 7 hours and need to get some sleep, so Imma put a to be continued on the wip talk for now)
WIP Tag/Ask Game!
#thanks for the ask!#libra answers#gh0stofyesterday#wip tag game#wip ask game#libra talks about her writing#my wips#wrath of a captain#a moment of rest (a decade too late)#hitmen demon bros au#galand exposes meliodas' demon secret fic#how to demon fic#meliodas and the kids au#nanatsu no taizai#seven deadly sins
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tell us more abt ur romfan au 😮💨😮💨😮💨😮💨😮💨
omg than k u for enabling me
so. this is what i want to draw
-isagi kicking ass (comically)
-first meeting kaiser sae rin nagi
-full body designs kaiser sae rin nagi isagi
-shirayukimiya and the seven dwarves
-individual kaiser sae rin nagi
-kurona isagi hiori nanase besties REAL
-kaiser backstory comic
-sae pre angst
-sae intimidating
-crying rin
-rin pre angst
but i feel like u are here for the kaiser lore instead so
sorry if nothing makes sense😭
in my silly little brain there is kaiser angst and his father is the pope (thanks mitzi)
-kaiser but hes more fake and more bastard than canon
the setting is divine power does not do well with magic ESPECIALLY in this nation bc it is a blessed land (real not clickbait)
-the royal familys defining trait?? is golden hair that never fades and every 20 years someone with this golden blood will be blessed with stigmata
-stigmata in this case means the deity of this land has chosen u to be the next ruler
-so breaking news!! kaiser does not have stigmata he only has social stigma bc his mother was a naive witch that fell in love with the king
-he still has the golden hair but its also "tainted" with blue from the bloodline of a witch so the hair colours are all natural babie🤩🤩🤩
-anyways his mom thought they would be fine if they just lived quietly in a corner of the palace but nope she dies lol
-cue evil queen who does not like the concubine so she plots an assassination
-michael kaiser, age 6, motherless
-idk how to go deeper into explaining his backstory but i do have an image in my head that i feel like would be better if i drew it out instead
-but ofc kaisers world view is now flipped
-living quietly and hoping for peace doesnt work so he will live as if he were dead while plotting his grand murder spree
-and also two years before the family die kill murder
-one of his half siblings received a stigmata
-but kaiser kills him anyways bc how would u keep ur faith when all ur life u have been mistreated by those who call themselves children of god
-and then the stigmata appears on him and hes just 😟😟
-after claiming the throne he kicks out a bunch of ppl and starts establishing diplomatic connections with the magic tower (cue ness)
-bc it is very obvious that its a good thing. to establish connections. but holy kingdom vatican city here doesnt do that bc they are held back by traditions and bias
-so after that hes just known as a blasphemous child sitting on the throne
-but theres a party of intellectuals and new nobles who support him so like kaisers not dead YET
-stuff is messy, his bad rep spreads and rumours get twisted so now hes not only known as Tyrant Who Scammed God (partly real)
-hes also somehow a Sadistic Villain That Hypnotizes You With Magic (also partly real)
now in the main story hes all 🤪😏😏but thats how he acts when there is something he wants (scammer mode)
-deep down hes 😐😔😠emo irritated and thinks hes a bad person (he is a bad person)
-he probably does feel guilty for killing his father and not being able to protect his mother
-and like tries to convince himself that what he did was right but sometimes he thinks of his mother and wonders if this is what she wouldve wanted :/
-and sometimes he doubts his ability as a ruler bc his half sibling was the chosen one and not him
-being compared to and discriminated throughout ur whole life does something to a man huh
-so the insecurities and jealousy issues still apply🫶
-but he is actually quite capable bc what else would u do in ur free time other than study
-if u were stuck in the palace and ur mom is dead and ur father is pathetic
-i want kaisers character arc to be him actually having a proper meltdown now that his life is no longer Constantly In Danger
-and at the end of the arc he finally feels happy to be here something something i havent thought of this part yet
ok so this is very long and its still just kaiser and idek if anything makes sense but i also have stuff for rin and sae and isagi going on in my head
idk if the old romfan rant i posted can still apply to the au thats in my head bc i changed some roles around
#krn answered (❁´◡`❁)#i hope it makes sense😭😭😭#michael kaiser#bllkrfau#i rlly want to draw the kaiser backstory#but its gonna take like forever#but im worse with words than i am with lines#i know u told me to share but also im sorry u had to see this side of me#the rot is real#ive been here for 4 hours trying to take word from brain and make sentence#I promise i ever draw them its gonna be more entertaining#so just take this bad blob of kaiser thoughts and feed ur brain
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TAG SOMEONE YOU WANT TO KNOW AND/OR SOME OF YOUR BESTIES
Tagged by @kikiroo - thank you, my darling!!! *friendly shark bites at you*
Last song: Probably either The Man or Anti-Hero by Taylor Swift. I just spent a week with my sister on vacation and she had just watched the Eras Tour movie so she was getting both of those stuck in my head all the time, and then we'd have to listen to them ofc.
Last movie: It was Host by Rob Savage (or at least it was when I started this, lol). I watched it 'cause I saw something on Insta about the Top 10 Scariest Movies according to what the average resting heart rate is for it. I didn't find it very scary (got me at the end though, woo boy) but I did love it - but then I love things that use the pandemic well and this definitely did imo. Plus it's all structured around (and shot through) a Zoom interface so it's only, like, fifty-seven minutes long because that's all you get when you don't pay for Zoom, haha.
Currently watching: Goosebumps, Last Week Tonight, The Fall of the House of Usher, Two Sentence Horror Stories, Our Flag Means Death and Ghost Files and I am half-assing all of it. I've either only started the first episode or only watched the first episode on all of those. I have no staying power these days. Though I am only one ep behind on Last Week Tonight \o/
Other stuff I watched this year: Unfortunately for you guys, I write fucking everything down and it is now the tenth month of the year. I GOT RECS. Well, Meg 2: The Trench, which is a cinematic masterpiece and I will take no questions on that (unless they're Joming related). (Cognizant of the month) Here are spooky things I watched this year and liked a lot: X, The Black Phone, The Menu, Terrifier and Terrifier 2 (this is definitely only for gore fans though), Bodies Bodies Bodies, Cocaine Bear (also a cinematic masterpiece, also not taking questions), Interview with the Vampire, Wednesday, Severance, Evil, The Last of Us, Over the Garden Wall, Magpie Murders, What We Do in the Shadows, and Shining Vale (haven't started the second season yet!). Also really liked: Paddington, Nimona, Barbie, Spider-man: Across the Spider-verse, Vivo, Derry Girls, The Bear, The Boys, Mythic Quest, Only Murders in the Building (I haven't watched the new season yet though but I expect great things), Reboot, Tuca & Bertie, Los Espookys, Barry, Extraordinary, Crashing (I literally watched it three times in a row - watching Sam and Fred fall in love 👌🏻👌🏻👌🏻 plus I fucking love Jonathan Bailey - I consistently find him ridiculously charming), Hacks, Avenue 5 (so sad this got canceled when I feel like it just hit its stride), Staged (I've watched it probably six times now), Abbott Elementary, A Black Lady Sketch Show, Ted Lasso, I Think You Should Leave Now (just for that one sketch, you know the one and, if you don't, I am HAPPY to tell you about it!), Unstable (petition for Fred Armisen to be in everything though, right?), Black Mirror, Central Park, Elite (I haven't watched the new season yet!), Reservation Dogs (ditto), The White Lotus, Good Omens, Letterkenny, Minx (what's ditto but for the third time?), Heartstopper, Sasaki and Miyano, and The Other Two.
Shows I dropped/didn’t finish: I'm behind on everything all the time so I'm only going to answer for shows I dropped and I don't think I've dropped any this year?
Currently reading: The Dead Take the A Train by Cassandra Khaw & Richard Kadrey (about halfway through), House of Leaves by Mark Z. Danielewski (I'll be reading this until I die, I think), Cunk on Everything by Philomena Cunk, The Fragile Threads of Power by V.E. Schwab (nearly finished!), The Statistical Probability of Love at First Sight by Jennifer E. Smith, My Darling Girl by Jennifer McMahon and The Vampire Lestat by Anne Rice (decided to do a reread of the IwtV series this year since I never actually finished it and only got to book ten and I read it way too long ago to remember anything that's happening if I just picked it up now).
Currently listening to: My calendar alarm telling me to go to my dog's vet appointment.
Currently working on: getting at least a third of the way through My Darling Girl
Also absolutely no pressure tagging @andavs, @callunavulgari, @piratefalls, @clotpolesonly, and anyone else who wants to do this!
#uh oh i've found the keyboard again#okay i really HAVE to go to this appt now omg#meme#meme answers
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❆ Underneath the tree | Hwang Hyunjin ❆
SYNOPSIS:christmas didn't feel like it used to this year, so your boyfriend hyunjin came over to spend the day with you, hoping to cheer you up a little.
a/n: I hope everyone spends their holiday well! and hopefully, this makes up for my being so inactive with my writing :/
GENRE: fluff, non!idol au
PAIRING: boyfriend!hyunjin x gender neutral reader!s/o
WORD COUNT: 749
WARNINGS: none. (like one curse word lol)
song rec: underneath the tree - kelly clarkson
taglist: @dadonbabysworld @whatudowhennooneseesyou
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christmas morning didn't quite feel the same this year. even with the snow on the ground outside and some still falling past your window, it's as if something was missing. nothing exciting was happening, and that was getting to you.
it was early, 7 am. but you still decided to text hyunjin to see if he was awake yet.
you: morning babe, merry christmas!!
hyunjinnie: merry christmas to you too babyy <;3
hyunjinnie: what are your plans today?
you: i actually didn't have anything planned...
hyunjinnie: can we spend the day together then?? i still haven't dropped off my presents for you yet ^^
you: ofc!!! what time will you be here???
hyunjinnie: as soon as i cannnn
hyunjinnie: like I'm getting ready rn lol
you: okayyy
you: drive safe pls. the roads are still a little slick okay?
hyunjinnie: i will don't worry <3 <3
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15 minutes and he was knocking at your door. a little later than he usually takes to get there considering his apartment is only seven minutes away from yours.
nonetheless, you brush it off thinking it's probably nothing and just due to the current weather.
"babe hurry! i'm freezing my ass off out here."
"coming!"
you quickly go unlock the door for your boyfriend, only to be greeted by him holding a crate for pets and an arm full of gifts.
"what's all this? i thought when you said 'presents' you meant one or two?"
"i know, i know. and originally i did only plan to bring...three?" hyunjin put on a nervous type of half smile
"hyunjin"
"fine. but you know i couldn't help it! as soon as i see something i know you'll like, i have to get it." he playfully rolls his eyes
"don't you wanna see what i got?"
"of course i do." you laugh
hyunjin puts the gifts down on the coffee table that sits in front of your couch, then sits down the carrier so that he can let out kkami.
"surprise!"
"hi, kkami! i haven't seen you in so long babyyy." you say, crouching down to greet him
"you were telling me the other day how much you missed him, so I thought this would be the perfect addition to your amazing presents."
"well thank you, because this is exactly what i needed on a day like this. definitely lifted my mood."
"uh, excuse me! did you forget that i'm your boyfriend, not him?" hyunjin dramatically gasps
"of course not, hyun." you giggle
"but in all seriousness, what do you mean? did something happen?"
putting kkami on your lap and getting off the floor to sit on the couch, you sigh.
"well no. and that's sort of the problem. i woke up this morning expecting to be all excited that it's christmas but instead it felt dull, you know?"
"mhm, i get what you mean. but at the same time, I think that's just a part of growing up. it may not be as exciting anymore because you're finally getting a break from work and you aren't staying up late, waiting for santa to arrive. but that's okay. we can spend the day however you'd like, okay?"
"thanks, babe. and.. anything i want?" you raise an eyebrow at him
"of course." he puts a soft hand on your cheek and smiles
"but first we have to put kkami in this outfit I bought him and open our presents." hyunjin laughs
"outfit? let me see!" you basically scream at him
he reaches into his tote bag and pulls out a dog-sized santa outfit and matching hat and hands it to you.
"this is so cute! oh my god hyun. but is he gonna be fine with it on? he seems like he'd fight us if we try to put this on him." you question
"he might, but since i bought it and it's christmas, he's gonna have to just deal with it." hyunjin playfully scoffs
you and hyunjin opened your presents and shared smiles as you watched the other open everything.
kkami indeed fought the two of you when you tried to put him in the outfit. but the two of you got some pictures of him in it in front of your tree. so at the end of the day, it wasn't all that bad.
"should we make some hot cocoa and put on some christmas movies?" hyunjin asks
"sounds great." you smile
spending the day with him and kkami was just what you needed to get out of your holiday blues. couldn't ask for anything more perfect.
#hwang hyunjin#straykids fluff#hwang hyunjin fluff#straykids soft hours#stray kids drabbles#linojagiyaa
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tldr: ummm we never will see how strong the demigods get bc according to lore they’ll be even stronger in adulthood
aka a very long piper charmspeak ramble …… it’s come to this.
one thing my suspension of belief has worked hard day and night fighting for years is the fact that demigods in pjo attract monsters especially when young because they’re weak enough to be prey to them. fine. that’s ok. but something also that is true is that piper & leo both grew up to age 15 which even hedge mentioned was extraordinarily old already for demigods not to have been disturbed (hera’s hold on leo aside) kind of means monsters scented them to be extremely strong even w/o training or awareness, something that never even happened to any other demigod. that is ok too, they’re part of the seven whatever.
secondary to this is the fact that when demigods grow up, specially greek, they leave camp to try to live their own lives in the mortal world and can do so freely bc it’s implied they are strong enough monsters leave them alone/can fend for themselves. notably all done solo - ignoring the random crack celebs mentioned in demigod diaries. that is also fine. who cares. there are allegedly grown up/possibly elderly demigods (not legacies) in new rome. we don’t know them. ok.
EXCEPT this just opens up the door to the other implication that a demigod’s growth over time never really plateaus until much later in their years - meaning the kids in hoo now in teen years are nothing compared to their powers when they’re actual adults. and we won’t ever really see how the powers will develop.
since the seven are already above and beyond the cream of the crop in terms of abilities, what comes next has to be refinement (been a sec since reading hoo so ignore if these have been explored already lol): leo being able to control fire outside of his own body - which goes for other elemental-control types like percy with his water (do not mention bloodbending to me ummm copyright..) or jason (rip) with his lightning.
there are loads of reasons why nico & hazel within lore and also past canon can’t just cheat death but still so much within their death-related power can be pretty flexible. hazel earthbender metalbender truther btw. reyna’s power strengthening probably gets even crazier too. annabeth… love u baby girl go be megamind and be free.. frank can turn into a dragon. um that itself was crazy ig but i just can’t think of the furthering of shapeshifting so im gonna be quiet on him.
and let me SAY SOMETHINGGGGG. this is a piper mclean “joining the war on piper on the side of piper” blog. okay. but consider the fact that she CAN charm monsters and minor gods/sorceresses (medea specifically) and obviously the biggest contender being a whole titan. all before the age of 17.
i read the burning maze only ofc lol and one thing that struck me was that at that point in the narrative shes been charmspeaking for maybe 1 year?? max? and there was the one scene where she used charmspeak on 3 grown men before they went on caligula’s boats and she sort of half-fainted because she wasn’t used to doing that many people. and additionally this is a sometime after gaea. so where is the meter of growth here?
her power is not an elemental one (percy, leo, nico) or self-affected (frank, annabeth). funnily enough it might be closer to reyna, whose powers affect other people (can she power up herself??) and maybe a magical one that’s pretty freestyle like hypnos/hecate. but those seem to have guidelines and levels of known power too.
this is all coming from me just having reread the very first scene in mark of athena where piper was practicing her words to the roman’s and annabeth, just overhearing a little, felt compelled already. piper can control her power/enhance it, but isn’t shown in canon to even think if it affects others in her vicinity. also maybe doesn’t even know the depth of the effect.
past the age of 18, when a greek demigod is implied to move out bc they’re strong enough already not to need protection, piper would have evolved her charmspeak past all her past feats already. with the others, their limits seem pretty clear. hers isn’t?
here are the rules i feel like she has in canon: she can’t command inanimate objects or things/beings that can’t hear her period. huge crowds like the scene in new rome (brick jason scene) were difficult to control. but again, she can compel more than three mortals as of the maze book. so if with age she could charmspeak to a larger masses that would be pretty believable, even if difficult. say that she can’t make someone do something out of their own power, like asking a mortal to do a demigod feat. it still leaves a lot of open room there.
so even theoretically, she can touch a lot of realms of power here, not even in the vaguer way a hecate kid might. can she compel river gods/naiads into moving water for her? other elements with spiritual reps? can she ask the dead to come back to life? is that even in her scope? she wouldn’t do any of these things obviously, since it flies into a moral panic a little. can she ask someone to go mad and crazy and they will? i just said she couldn’t do inanimate objects, but what if that only excluded inorganic matter? can she ask a seed to sprout?
i say ask but she never has to ask. she just needs to speak. now imagine that at her peak ability.
if she can barely control charmspeak slipping out when she was a teen in the hoo books, I genuinely don’t know how she can walk around as an adult without anyone hanging onto every single word she says. or maybe bc she’s older she can control it much better, but it still implies refinement on a scale she never grasped canonically.
ignoring the greco-roman tragedy that is the tlh trio, writing her out of the narrative (and concurrently out of the world of demigods) like riordan did is kinda crazy because you’re just gonna let a charmspeaker run around like that?? haven’t you watched gen v….. oh wait.
i don’t want a time skip in riordan’s 84th random ass spin-off series that’s not what im saying at all.. I just want to speculate on my own.
piper is lucky enough to be surrounded with masses of people who love her, so she isn’t ever in danger of ever becoming an antagonist. remember how even hazel gets mad at jason’s coffin when he dies and “leaves piper”? or annabeth’s first thought when jason dies is how sad she is for piper. mellie & hedge also choose to move with her. the list goes on. she is a top priority.
what really strikes me in how we last see piper is that she has a support system enough to be satiated to never need to come back again to the demigod world. jason got cremated in new rome and she wasn’t at the funeral. leo is off god knows where. she’s close with annabeth, but they don’t have to be at either camps to be close.
what im getting at here is how much of piper’s relationships with people and their protectiveness over her is her power spilling out versus real connection. that is so nasty of me to bring up ofc bc piper is theeee girl and all but imagining the fallout of her realizing something to the effect of her influencing people very close to her without her knowing.. she could retreat further. that’s fully speculation though. no need to panic..
conclusion: piper’s powers hadn’t reached its peak in canon and may never have a real cap to her abilities unless there’s extensive trial and error well into her adulthood. no matter the outcome, she may not even want anything to do with the demigod world anyway.
disclaimer: mentioned some canonical rules here but also haven’t reread the entire hoo series in many many years I might be offbeat and wrong. ooopssss..
sorry if u read all this I can’t give you your time back. i am writing something abt this though. or sorry again if that turns out to be a lie cuz I don’t post it. well.
#hoo#piper mclean#IM NOT FREE FROM THE HOO CHOKEHOLD it’s been over a month… but I need to get it off my chesttttt#I feel like a buzzing bee in hyper speed…..#long post 9283
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c3x24 knockout. Wasn't the last episode in this storyline knockout too? No, knockdown.
Plot heavy episode, after all, it is the finale.
RC: Hey, guys, I could use a hand.
*Esposito & Ryan applaud*
Ryan wearing a sweater again.
Weekly is v often.
their faces drop when they mention him
The ring <3
Lol the "special" & the "usual" & the excellent choice madame. I love it.
An hour ago today?
Why they all cheering? Oh bc he's the cop.
"He" was going to get around to me
Ugh he gives him a minute & lays down politely, like this is honestly so respectful of a murder. He's have more blood probably. I remember looking like that. I am now remembering that. You know, for weeks, possibly even a month or several months I could smell blood. The first day, even the first week bc i was still healing, I thought that the smell of blood was just there for real. The bathroom must have smelled like metal; iron & copper; idk how my family didn't notice anything. Maybe it was all in my head now that I think about it. Then later I realized that it was just a hallucination. Sometimes I'd get a whiff of blood & it would remind me of that night, other times I would remember it & suddenly I could smell it. Again, in the earlier days I thought that maybe the smell was real & I just didn't notice it until I thought about it. Figuring out I was getting hallucinations shocked me. Did I just give myself ptsd? I wish I had a photo. I considered it but my phone was in the other room & I wasn't going to go get it. All that blood. Looking back, even tho I'm (sort of) clean now, I want that photo. I wanted a reference for murder scenes in my writing or in drawing, I wanted to see the progress of what I had done, now that I can't remember it as well I want to know what it really looked like & how far I actually got. I used to get nauseous every time I thought about it, even though I was fine with gore. Now all I have is the scar. You know, I used to make jokes when picking raspberries or cutting beets, I said it looked like a murder scene. During this time I realized how wrong I was. Anyway I wrote a fictional story basically transcribing my experiences, just so I'd have a record of it if my memory faded, it was already getting muddy when I wrote it. Now reading it I can barely see it. I remember it though. I remember it. At least I don't get blood olfactory hallucinations anymore. Back to the episode!
Wow it's been four months?
Yeah he has an employer. idek who that employer is. Wait if she was 16 & it's been 12 years then she's only 28... alexis is 17 & if he had her at minimum 18 that would be 35 minimum. Well that fits the half plus seven rule. She's 28? 21x2=42 which sounds just as accurate for castle tbh. Yeah cool. Tho tbh the half plus seven rule does fall apart the more you age since people's brains still go thru development phases even tho the most & biggest were from ages -1 to 25.
He technically isn't hal lockwood hence why they called him john doe.
OH NO FLASHBANGS. Those things are not good. Even the guys breaking him out would have been affected, even if they covered their ears & closed their eyes. (You only have two hands, two would have to be for your ears & so all you can do is close ur eyes & even so it is bright & loud & there is a physical boom.
She asks "where" but how does the lady know what she means? Where is it safe? Where did they go? Where are you hurt?
Poor helicopter guy.
was he piloting?
Just like, check ur inbox?
Can't be real names, must be code.
That's why espt made that face! Just like my Mumma! She has her emergency radio license or smth like that. She's the one who taught me the nato phoenetic alphabet.
Having seen this. His face when the third cop is mentioned.
they were just talking abt street justice cops & monty is saying they should take him out rn rn.
JE: He says he wouldn’t have even known anybody had used it if it weren’t for the bullet holes.
XD
Does she know or is she speculating?
No ofc she is not, but she is ok enough & ok enough to work.
Jim Beckett! & This will be the scene from the deleted scenes in the previous episode.
You're so right Mr Beckett.
Her life is def worth more than her mom's death.
I love Jim sm.
Here is his quote btw: What happens when she finds him? I’ve already lost my wife over this. I’ve already lost – (he stops) No, look. It took me years, but I’ve made my peace with that. But Katie? She won’t listen to me. And she won’t back down. Not unless someone can convince her that her life is worth more than her mother’s death.
& wow both her parents are lawyers, she was even considering becoming a lawyer. No wonder she's so pretty & educated.
Didn't sleep at all or slept a little bit?
No, not Ryker!
He gon be dead.
Yep he dead.
That's why the wound is so bad, GSWs are so much worse in the exit wound
Death fist 4 poster
(btw I like how ryan takes off his tie & stuff when he wears his vest, unbuttons a bit)
See? If u treat someone with respect then they respect u too.
Aw that's actually kinda sweet. Crushing on Beckett.
Ok our theory is currently that the third cop is the employer, the one holding lockwood's leash
Ok that's valid you've been angry over johanna's death for twelve years but also ryan was frickin tortured by this guy I think he wants him around as much as u do, esp since he's also mad on your behalf (tho ig she could also be mad on his behalf then...)
I like ryan's elbow patches. (Suit tie & jeans)
What was that little look from ryan?
Keep in mind I've seen this before, when I say this: {RM is encouraging them to find the third cop, claiming that the 3c must have the money to hire dick coonan to clean up the mess}
Yeah they've been here all day & between the four of them a six pack isn't too much. It's late. They deserve it.
JE walking in with a case of beer behind his back: Sir. Uh, I know we're still officially on duty, but
RM: Authorized
KR: Sláinte (health in Gaeilge; pronounced slAn-chuh)*
RC: Nice work. Ooh, those are cold. These are really cold.
KR : Yeah, we keep them in evidence, refrigerated storage. (they just keep booze in refrigerated evidence storage??)
RC: Isn't that where you keep the--
JE: Don't worry about it.
RC:
(*Irish Gaelic is pronounced (in English) 'gay-lik'. The (Scottish) Gaelic name for (Scottish) Gaelic is Gàidhlig, pronounced 'gaa-lik', not to be confused with the Irish (Gaelic) name for Irish (Gaelic), which is written Gaeilge and pronounced 'gail-gyuh'.)
(clipping)
Beer: *casually reveals smth*
Calls him a dirtbag SOB, {like my dude, y r u sending em out to find that info?}
((We get to see the meeting in a future season!))
Love. Everyone knows they love each other.
That rubber tree plant
The kiss was for a disguise & frozen in each other's arms was for wamrth & bc friends can do that too!
She's right tho, it IS her life.
(just like the s8 premier)
It is the end of s3 so it has been 3 years now? (maybe 2.5 bc the first season was short?)
You deserve to be happy, but in that tone? Ooh
How over? He is not going to abandon you.
Man's angry!
Martha <3 <3
I can see how he might feel it is his fault even tho he's not the one trying to kill everyone. He drug it back up.
(could clip but I won't)
I love when she calls him by his first name, it is so intense & personal, he is her second dad.
He supports her so much so well.
He really is good for her, helping her laugh, bringing in outside ideas...
Hug her.
acab lol
But seriously hug her. You are her dad.
Old guys, probably retired they say.
Miami!
Wow ryan's cheekbones in this lighting...
KR says he DOESN'T believe a "badge" is behind this. (Metonymy) {keep this detail in mind}
(But then ryan is the first to crack abt you know who)
Oh no he's the third cop isn't he? {yeah he is}
lol order off the menu
(so roy made a deal with The Big Bad Guy to protect beckett)
He would SO be found out
B'y god's got nothing to do with this
What about the son?
The way u hold someone intimately lets you put a thumb over their lips & kiss them
That's an old timey gun. I like it. Another old timey gun.
Wow it's already been all day! Nothing eventful happened all day... At least miami dade got back to them this evening.
Going out w/o telling her? I mean ok.
Big sad.
Bro's still wearing an nypd sweatshirt?
Tight is a good word.
Some rookie? Young enough to not be retired yet
Could he have maybe misremembered the name if there were 40 others he needed to know the names of too & it's been 10 years? Montague maybe?
He looks so baby
*gulp*
Rips up the photo, tbh that's rude
[JE is walking out into the alley]
KR
Hey! You know it's him. (He looks like he's about to cry.) Montgomery's our third cop. He's the one who altered those records.
JE
How can you even say that? How can you even think that?! Montgomery brought us on to Homicide! What do we got? A picture!?!
KR
(whispered/strained) Think about it. (Nromal but strained) Why else did he want us to take Lockwood out? Because Lockwood leads us to him! (Hun he told u to go after the third cop.) He's been lying to us. (Espt also looks like he might cry.) He's been lying to us the whole time.
[JE shakes his head, mouthing what I think is "I'm out" & turns around to start walking away.]
KR
Hey!
[Ryan grabs Espt's shoulder]
JE
Get off me!
[Espt punches Ryan & turns around again. They fight. KR grabs him from the back & pushes him into the wall/truck/whatever that thing is. Espt pushes around & gets Ryan pinned to the truck with his hands on his shirt. & not in a sexy way. JE is yelling, holding KR's face & has his fist next to his head.]
KR
Go ahead! Go ahead!
[JE throws Ryan's head to the side as he lets him go. They both lean against the wall, breathing heavily. They both look emotionally ruined.]
KR
Beckett.
AAAAAAGHHDSKJFSDHJ THIS IS MAKING ME INSANE
& then they just don't talk about it.
Please don't let him be the one to kill her
Girl set ur phone to vibrate, u'r a cop, this stuff can be dangerous.
Why cock the gun?
You can't put your family thru going to jail but this happens?
(So babe you uh, don't they have ballistics for all nypd guns? when they pull the slug?)
A second chance <3
Who is the "he"
They might have come even if Beckett didn't show up, as long as he said he got her there. Then again, they were probs watching.
He is her dad so much
Good on him to bring in Castle
(of all people, he brought castle, even after kicking castle out)
Oof this is where I stand
They probs saw three figures there & probs even know he means to kill them.
Castle is great he just picked her up like that! She was flailing & kicking & he just did what the captain said! Beauty!
(so lockwood has a bunch of people here too? Lockwood is not The Only One y'all)
So there are four ppl there. Didn't they kill the two guys with Lockwood during the previous relevant episode? KB & RC came in to save JE & KR & they ended up shooting two of lockwood's people? Now lockwood has four more.
Shoot from the hip...
RM: You got that ass-backwards, boy, you can't hide from me.
love how they brought back the ass backwards line
How did he shoot all of them so fast? Also with a gun like that wouldn't he have to cock it every time? Or maybe not, it was old fashioned, not old. It probably has the mechanism set so that the back thingy & the trigger are attached to pull back too.
lockwood got shot, he's back up & running now?
Love the music btw.
Noooo not behindy!
I saw to that. You're done, Lockwood, we both are.
& that's why he had a sixshot & a second gun! ...Which was just up his sleeve like that & definitely dangerous
How did u know that was the last shot? What if lockwood was still alive (again) & now he's coming to kill you?
At least she is wearing short heels
Check his pulse maybe?
Lol acab. I'd just as well watch the Helena music video.
Is this beckett's apatment? I can't tell.
Family. Doesn't include his legal family tho apparently. & you have accepted castle back? You know it's weird, Espt & Ryan are like Becket's little brothers (& big brothers) sometimes, they give Castle the cold shoulder in defense of Beckett; other times they are brothers with Castle, they have said "mom & dad [are] fighting" as if caskett is a relationship & those two are the kids, sometimes the captain is the dad. It's just so good to me. So good. Found family is lowkey cliche but I love it still. (But this means u can't tell alexis, martha, lanie, jim, or anyone, bc they are extended "family" not immediate "family" right?)
Who's the guy behind Espt there? Also why didn't Esposito shave?? I feel like Castle should be wearing a hat, just to fit in. Not a hat like theirs, but some sort of trilby maybe. Tbh I really like seeing the pigs in their blankets. Not only because I like fancy stuff (I say wearing the same dirty jeanjacket with holes in it like some crustpunk) but also bc I like seeing them in hats, speaking as a hat wearer myself. & who's the guy behind Ryan?
Crying quietly, 👌 love it
You don't necessarily owe it to him, you owe it to his family, you owe it to them to get the pension & access to the widows+orphans fund & w/e.
I like how they let Castle carry the casket even tho he is not a cop.
Ok my man definitely needs a hat, he really looks out of place.
Aw the poor family.
yk acab even tho he be dead. I mean best wishes to him & the families+friends. Like tbh big acab moments. A huge funeral for him? Ok how many ppl there actually knew him personally? How much of this is just because he was a fellow enforcer of the law? How much of it is REAL & how much of it enforces an institution where brotherhood takes priority?
Btw did they teach castle how to do the proper stepping for the fancy parts of walking around & turning the way they do?
I thought Royce did that.
KB: You might find someone to stand with you *looks over to Rick*
How did rick actually see that tho?
I'm glad he didn't jump in front of a bullet, it hit her first.
ALSO LANIE BEING HELP BACK BY ESPOSITO
Girl that's not how you save someone. U might want to put pressure on the wound or wear gloves if u have any (like airplanes) & do NOT put your hands on the grass like that
Ok cool. Now I'm actually going to watch season one bc I never had the chance to liveblog that.
Ok now I've also gathered all my clips from s3 yay
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characters dealing with a deep sleeper! s/o (_ _)。゜zｚＺ
characters: bokuto, oikawa & saiki k
tw// swearing, fluff, mentions of death, illness, funerals, sexual references
Kōtarō Bokuto
he literally thought you died
this was your first time sleeping over at his home and last night, y’all were stuffing your faces with treats until your stomachs ached
you had mentioned several times how you were feeling sick - even after bokuto took you out for a late-night run - but he just told you to take a pain-killer and sleep it off
but now he was kinda regretting not calling someone to help
like what if the sickness was a symptom to a deadly disease which took you overnight?
plus, he had tried everything he could think of to wake you up: he shook you, he blasted music from his phone, he opened the curtains to allow blinding light to shine on you, he flicked spits of cold water onto your face and he literally wafted cookies around the room in hopes you’d catch the scent
but it was no use as even after all that, you didn’t move an inch
he tried to check your pulse which he believed to be on the wrist but he couldn’t think it
so either he was too stupid to find the exact location or......you didn’t have a pulse
he’ll admit, it was an eerie thought that there could be a dead person in his bed rn but even he considered that a rather outlandish idea
how could a person as healthy as you just die overnight?
so he did what any reasonable person would do in that situation-- no, not call a doctor
he held a funeral for his beloved s/o 💀
he gathered all five of the plushies laying around his room (all of which were owls) and lined them up on the foot of the bed
‘we are all gathered here today to celebrate the epic life of my partner, (y/n) (l/n).’ he sobbed into the sleeve of the black blazer he had pulled out of his closet, ‘gone too soon.’
silence. but in his mind he was met by a chorus of ‘aww’s and whimpers from the crowd
‘i loved them. (y/n) was my rock; they helped me through some of the hardest points in my life--’
his speech was cut off upon hearing one of the audience members pipe up, ‘bo, what are you doing?’
a wave of excitement washed over him as he scurried up to the line of guests, closely examining each one, ‘i didn’t know y’all could talk!’
you rolled your eyes before leaning forward and gently tapping the back of his head, ‘it’s me.’
upon laying his eyes on you, healthy and alive, his lips curled into a foolishly large grin as he immediately pulled you into a tight hug, ‘(Y/N), you’re alive!’ he cried
you gasped at his rather dramatic reaction before slowly melting into his embrace, ‘yes, i am.’
as your lips parted from the skin of his jaw and he slowly let his arms fall from your waist, you finally inquired, ‘did you hold a funeral for me?’
bokuto’s eyes-widened at your ‘crazy’ suggestion, ‘uhhhh, nooooo.’
if his elongating of each word wasn’t enough to show that he was lying, the dead giveaway would have to be the sheet of A4 paper with ‘(Y/N)’S FUNERAL 😭’ written on it that was stuck to the door with blu-tac
ignoring his completely false reply, you leaned back on the bed and picked up on the owl plushies, gently stroking it’s soft fur, ‘are these the guests? why are there only five?’
bokuto shrugged, picking up one himself and absentmindedly attempting to balance it on your head, ‘seven; if you count me and you.’
you giggled, about to make a inquire about the names of each guest until bokuto suddenly through his arms around you again
‘why didn’t you tell me that you are such a deep-sleeper before?! i was so worried - i thought you died! please never die on me again, (y/n)?’
you smiled, pulling back to plant a sweet kiss on his cheek, ‘i promise.’
Tōru Oikawa
he would take advantage of this opportunity lol
the first time y’all slept over together as a couple, he had no idea that you were as deep of a sleeper as you actually are
like he thought you meant ‘i sometimes sleep through my alarms’ deep-sleeper
NOT ‘IT TAKES A WHOLE NATURAL DISASTER TO WAKE ME UP IN THE MORNING’ DEEP-SLEEPER (/h)
anyway, at first, he’d probably just freshen up while you sleep: take a shower, wash his face, brush his teeth, floss etc so he’s no longer effected by that ✨morning crust ✨
but when he pokes his head out of the bathroom and noticed that your sleep asleep, he tries to blow-dry his hair bc he knows how much you like it when it’s all fluffy
but his blow-dryer was quite loud so he put it on for a few seconds to see if it’s wake you up and just as he expected, you were still sound asleep
so he blew-dry his hair until it was that soft texture that you liked so much- all while you were still like (∪.∪ )...zzz even though the blow-dryer was making a racket
you were still sleeping and upon looking at the time, he realised that it was completely fair considering it was currently half past 8 and he had just woken up extremely early for some unknown reason
he didn’t want to wake you so he was just doing to go out for a run or make breakfast until he caught a glimpse of himself in mirror
o.O
despite his puffy hair and pearly-white smile, he still looked sloppy
but it was definitely bc of his stained, torn, washed-out pyjamas tbh
he was just wearing an old T-shirt that he’s had for god-knows how long and a pair of grey sweatpants; it wasn’t a look
he had no idea what possessed him to wear such casual nightwear while you were at his house - especially when you chose to wear something so relaxed yet titillating - but he knew that he needed to change
after a while of rummaging through his nightwear drawer, the best he could find was a pair of white, silk, loose-legged trousers which he had bought for a halloween costume many years ago
it was pretty classy though :)) he was sure that you’d like it
however, he still couldn’t find anything to wear on his top half but there is no fashion problem oikawa can’t solve
thus, he went shirtless ( •̀ ω •́ )✧
he also threw on some jewellery too, just for the lols
you weren’t awake yet thought, so after he set up some candles to create a ‘mood’, he just sat next to you on the bed, scrolling on his phone and anticipating your reaction once you woke up
for a moment, he thought that he might’ve went when too far but upon taking a look at himself in his front-facing camera, he realised that there was no harm in spicing things up
once he noticed one of your eyes slowly flutter open, he quickly tossed his phone to the side and turned his body to face you, shooting you a kind smile and he gently ran a hand through his fluffy hair, ‘morning, angel~’ he cooed
you grumbled your greeting in response, then proceeded to rub your eyes to make sure you were seeing him correctly, ‘what are you wearing, tōru?’
‘can a guy not dress up for his special someone anymore?’
you rolled your eyes, playfully slapping his chest and going to hop out of bed until he pulled you back down against the sheets
a faint gasp escaped your lips but you were quickly hushed by oikawa pushing his finger against your lips, ‘you’re not going anywhere, (y/n).’
Kusuo Saiki
this was the first time you ever slept over at his house or next to him yet y’all had been dating for year and a half
he was just scared that he might accidently do something crazy in his sleep (bc of his powers ofc) and the last thing he wanted to do was hurt you 🥺
you were patient with him though but bc y’all had never woken up together before, he had no idea how deep of a sleeper you are
he thought it was cute at first bc you were laying there like the beauty you are, lookin’ all serene and calm and stuff
but after a while, he got bored on his own #•̀ ︿ •́
also, you promised to bake macarons with him for breakfast and he was hungry as hell, still he didn’t want to eat without you but if he didn’t wake you up rn to make macarons, he’d surely starve to death while they were in the fridge
on any other day, he’d just try do it himself but when you helped him make food- it just hit different 😍
‘(y/n), wake up.’ he spoke into your mind using his telepathy, while light nudging your arm, ‘i’m hungry.’
you didn’t reply, seeming completely knocked out
he tried the next best thing, holding his annoying alarm noise near (but not too close) to your ear
still nothing, though
his last human attempt was aggressively pulling your blanket away but even after that you showed no signs of waking up so he realised that he’d have to resort to using his physic abilities
he considered using his astral projection to possess your body but he felt as though taking over your body might cross a few boundaries
but he did try duplicating himself so he could shake you from many different angles but it was still no use
he continued to use his telepathy to try wake you up but it didn’t seem to work either
after multiple different attempts of using his powers to try wake you up; here he was, standing in the middle of some dystopian, apocalyptic scene - alarms ringing in the distant along with sirens, screaming, honking and wails. everything around him seemed to be engulfed by flames which created thick, smoky air
he wasn’t really sure how he got here but he was pretty sure it started around the time he tried to form an energy ball
whatever 🤷♂️ it’s no biggie
he jumped back in time so he was standing next to your bed once again, exactly where he left off before he created the energy ball
he stared down at your sleeping figure and let out an exasperated sigh as he realised that he’d have to employ one of his most dangerous tactics
he really hoped it didn’t have to come to this
‘(y/n), if you get up right now.’ his voice rung through your head, ‘i speak with my voice.’
just like that, both of your eyes shot open as you hastily sat up on the bed
‘do it, saiki!’ you cheered, a foolishly large grin plastered on your features
and he couldn’t help but smile too
curse you for being so cute
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Warning for NSFW and dirty talk.
Part 35 of Jimercury Kid series
Despite being fifty-one years of age, Freddie still had a sex drive that a teenager would be proud of.
Which made it all the more frustrating when he came home from the studio after a long, tiring session and wanted nothing more than to be taken to bed and suitably ravished by his husband so he could forget all his worries and grievances for a few uninterrupted hours.
But with children came responsibilities. Usually by the time Freddie arrived home, Jim had already picked Khaleel up from school, helped him with his homework, played with him and prepared his dinner, on top of working in the garden all day. Naturally, the Irishman would be exhausted, and sex was the last thing on his mind.
Freddie tried to be understanding about the situation. Jim was a hard worker and dedicated hours of his time to both the garden and their son, so the singer felt he didn’t have any right to begrudge him for being less than enthusiastic about intimacy. But his own biology betrayed him; that constant primal need to fuck and be fucked was achingly present, tormenting him day and night.
In his younger, more reckless years, he would have simply sought out a temporary bedmate to alleviate this problem. But those days were long over; he loved Jim and was fully committed to him. Which was why he was now sitting alone in the master bedroom, staring down at the bottle of lube in his hand and wondering how much time he had before Jim returned from the school run.
He couldn’t pinpoint when exactly he had decided to take this idea forward, but he knew it had something to do with the giant bulge straining against his zipper, begging to be let out. It had been two weeks since he and Jim had slept together, and lately Freddie had resorted to taking matters into his own hands (quite literally.) Living with a seven-year-old made it difficult to get any alone time, so he took this opportunity by the horns and pushed his sweats down to his knees, pulling out his half-hard cock and squirting a generous amount of lube into his palm.
He leaned back against the headboard as he gently began to massage his throbbing member, unable to think of anything other than his husband and all the things he wanted Jim to do to him. He thought of Jim pinning him to the mattress, trailing kisses along his neck, gently suckling at his throat as he thrust in and out of Freddie like a hungry animal. He thought of Jim beneath him, nails scraping against the skin of his back, breathing hot air into his ear as Freddie took control for the night. Watching Jim’s face flush and his pupils dilate while Freddie bounced on his dick, riding himself into oblivion.
As the early waves of pleasure washed over him, Freddie reached up and gently pinched a nipple, rolling it between his finger and thumb. He tried to imagine Jim behind him, one hand up his shirt while the other tended to his leaking cock, whispering the filthiest words into his ear until the Persian was a sobbing, squirming mess.
‘Jim…’ he couldn’t help but whisper desperately under his breath. ‘Jim, Jim.’
As good as it felt, it wasn’t the same. No matter how hard he thought about his husband, how well he pictured him in his mind, it wasn’t the same as Jim physically being there. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t bring himself over the edge; every time he felt close to release, his brain held him back.
After a while, his arm began to ache and he sighed in frustration, realising this was a futile effort. He opened his eyes, only to be greeted by a figure standing in the doorway and he yelled in surprise.
‘Jim!’ He spluttered, grabbing a pillow to cover his nether regions, ‘haven’t you heard of knocking?’
‘And interrupt this show?’ Jim grinned. ‘No chance.’
Freddie felt his cheeks singe. ‘How long have you been standing there?’
‘Only about five minutes.’ Jim stepped into the room, taking a seat at the foot of the bed. ‘Khaleel’s started on his homework in the kitchen and you’re far better at maths than I am, so I came up to find you. But clearly you’re preoccupied with other things.’
‘You ass.’ Freddie grumbled, trying to play off his embarrassment. His cock was still painfully swollen, pressing up against the pillow in a desperate search for friction.
The smirk on Jim’s face didn’t falter. ‘So, you think of me when you’re jerking yourself off?’
Freddie looked appalled. ‘Of course I do! Who else would I be thinking of?’
‘I don’t know. Burt Reynolds?’
‘Don’t be ridiculous.’ Freddie crossed his arms defiantly, but quickly dropped them back to his sides when Jim cocked an eyebrow. ‘Okay, maybe a few times. But mostly I think of you. You’re my husband, for God’s sake.’
Jim’s eyes glittered with unusual mischief; he rose from the bed and walked over to Freddie’s side, taking hold of the pillow, and moving it away from the Persian’s crotch. ‘Shift over.’
Freddie frowned, confused, but moved over without complaint, allowing Jim to sit down next to him and lean back against the headboard. The Irishman spread his legs and patted the space between them; it didn’t take Freddie long to realise what he was asking.
‘Darling, Kenny might call for us.’ He said uncertainly, even as he lowered himself between Jim’s legs, allowing his husband to tug his jeans down further to his ankles.
‘Phoebe is there if he needs any help.’ Jim murmured in his ear, taking up the lube that Freddie had abandoned and squirting a large helping into his hand. ‘Don’t worry, this won’t take long.’
Freddie still wasn’t sure, but as soon as he felt Jim’s firm grip on his cock, all he could do was hum softly and let his head fall back against the Irishman’s shoulder, closing his eyes as those familiar pangs of pleasure returned.
‘What were you picturing in that pretty little head of yours?’ Jim began pressing soft, warm kisses against the crook of Freddie’s neck, revelling in how the singer moaned and bucked in response. ‘Were you thinking of me fucking you? Ploughing into you nice and deep?’
‘Mmm…’ Freddie bit down on his bottom lip desperately, resisting the urge to scream. He thrust harder into Jim’s fist, cheeks pink from the effort.
‘You love it when I fuck you, don’t you?’ Jim nibbled Freddie’s earlobe, smiling as the Persian shivered and whined in response. ‘You love lying there on your hands and knees, arse in the air, your little hole desperate to be filled with my cock.’
‘Jim.’ Freddie practically sobbed, so close that his whole body was trembling. He wasn’t sure how Jim always managed to make him come undone so easily, but he fucking loved it.
‘Do you remember Live Aid, Freddie?’ Jim carried on, undeterred, his voice a mere whisper. ‘Remember me standing backstage while you strutted about onstage, showing off that gorgeous body of yours? Do you have any idea what I wanted to do to you in that moment?’
Freddie was beyond words. He just shook his head, desperate for Jim to keep talking.
‘If I had my way, I would have marched you off that stage, taken you to the dressing room and fucked you so hard you couldn’t remember your own name. The rest of the band would have been on the other side of the door, wondering what was going on, but they’d just have to wait because I’d be too busy filling your greedy hole. You’d be moaning so loudly, everyone in that stadium would know that the great Freddie Mercury was being fucked and he loved it-’
With a strangled cry, Freddie came into Jim’s hand, the tears in his eyes spilling down his cheeks as he was overwhelmed by his orgasm. He collapsed against his husband, gasping for air as Jim gently cradled his jaw and tilted his head back for a sweet kiss.
‘God, I’ve missed you.’ Freddie panted against the Irishman’s lips.
‘I’ve missed you too.’ Jim kissed him again. ‘So fucking much.’
OMG SO FUCKING HOT🥵
I absolutely loved this, my god. It's such a wonderful use of the prompt. I mean, their sex life must be pretty... dry, even with a seven year old lol who could barge in at any time in their bedroom (or other places, you know, if they get a little adventurous😏). So I really don't blame Freddie for getting some solo action. But lmao, ofc he can't get off without his husband.
And damn, Jim! The dirty talk was... oof. I mean... wow. Oof. Yeah, wow.
Also lmao, Freddie admitting to thinking of Burt Reynolds made me cackle hahahaha. But of course, he thinks of Mr. Reynolds only a few times. His own 'Burt Baby' (that's apparently an actual nickname that Freddie had for Jim), his husband, is enough to fuel his fantasies😌
I love this so much, darling. So fucking hot!
(More drabbles by writer anon)
(All the parts of this series can also be found under the tag #freddie and jim and their baby on this blog)
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“can i request a slytherin! tsukishima realizing he's catching feelings for a cute lol hufflepuff reader and constantly denying it and teasing the reader for being a hufflepuff, but at the same time also trying to get the reader's attention so he's got the reader very confused, lol.”
hi anon! i’ll do this in hc format, since you didn’t specify! hope that’s okay :)
Tsukishima:
* YOO THIS MAN IS REALLY A SLYTHERIN
* not even kidding EIDIFIFIFJ
* tbh he’s just trying to get through his seven years at school and not die or sth
* i doubt that he’ll join the quidditch team AHAHAH but let’s say he did just for plot!
* anyway
* he doesn’t even know that he likes you.
* he just saw you walk into class late one day before defense against the dark arts started.
* he sees you smile and apologise to the teacher, and he’s vv shocked when the teacher actually says it’s fine???
* do you have the teacher under a spell or sth?????
* and on that day, there was this really difficult spell that no one was able to cast.
* some ravenclaw managed to cast it first.
* and then you did???? and it was so powerful???? MDKEODFIFI
* he’s vv shocked.
* and from then on
* he just notices you in the halls.
* you’re always with your other hufflepuff friends, though you occasionally smile and wave to some people from other houses.
* you’re sweet to everyone!!!! he saw you go out of your way to bring a lost first year to her class, even if it meant you missed half of your lesson.
* there was once you stood next to him during a practical, and he felt his heart clench when he realised how SMALL you are.
* and when the both of you inevitably become friends????
* he’s calling you “shorty”
* WIEIRIFIFIC
* you smack him whenever he does, and he always rolls his eyes at that, but when he’s not facing you, there’s a small smile on his face.
* DIDIFIFIFIFI
* but he always teases you
* and sometimes, this guy can NOT flirt to save his life.
* he ends up taking it too far most of the time and you’re very confused.
* bc sometimes he looks like he likes you, but than the other times he just looks like he’s very annoyed with you?
* and then you just become all sad bc you think he’s annoyed with you.
* so you distance yourself away from him.
* and one day, Yamaguchi (he’s a hufflepuff!) comes up to you and asks why you’ve been avoiding Tsukki.
* and you vv shyly tell him,” i think i’m annoying him. maybe he doesn’t like me.”
* SO OFC WORD GETS BACK TO TSUKISHIMA.
* and one day he’s asking you to have a talk with him after charms one day, and you follow him.
* is he telling you that he doesn’t want to be friends with you???
* he brings you to the end of the corridor, and you see him sigh and narrow his eyes at you.
* oh no. what did you do? why was he so annoyed?
* “did i do something wrong?”
* and then he sighs again.
* “you’re an idiot.”
* EH?????????
* and then he leans forward to kiss you on the lips.
* and you’re like ????? EHHHHHHH????
* and you’re spluttering when he pulls back, and he’s looking at you with this small blush on his cheeks.
* “what are you doing, Tsukki?”
* “isn’t it obvious? i like you.”
* WIEIRIODOXOODSISK
* AND THERES THAT
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no way (peter parker x reader)
summary: it’s your first day of work and you run into someone oddly familiar
warnings: fluff, normal au, based on a real experience lol
edited: this is rlly shitty i havent written in forever im sorry ksdjfbdh also i wanna add onto this mini “series”, bc like if this cute guy rlly is my old crush i-
a/n: so ofc i have like no motivation to catch up w my requests atm- im so sorry skjdfbhgdj but i had my first day of work the other day so why not write a quick blurb abt how that went hehe
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Honestly. I’m more excited than nervous. Right? Maybe because of that cute boy I saw the other day when I came into the store for my interview, but he’s irrelevant. Kinda.
You remember waiting in line and seeing him bag groceries. His brunette curls were all over the place and his pair of pretty brown eyes were focused on his task.
Ugh, I could just tell he’s gorgeous, even if half his face was covered because of his mask.
You thought to yourself as you slyly checked him out from the corner of your eye. He was wearing the stores’ shirt with some baggy jeans and worn-out new balances. For some reason, that was the most attractive thing ever to you. Maybe quarantine really was getting to you.
After the not-so-nerve-wrecking interview, you felt even more excited to start working. If they accept you of course. What made you feel that way was the fact that someone who has been working there for a while will help you out, if you do start of course. At least, that’s what the manager who was interviewing you said.
A couple of days later, you get the job. Which seemed pretty obvious, but you were stoked nonetheless. Mainly because you actually got the job and because you might get to work with the pretty boy. Then again, might.
You’re probably barely going to see him around the store and maybe that’s a good thing. You can be awkward as fuck even though you act confident from time to time. Attractive people make you nervous, you can’t help it.
Your first day starts and everything’s pretty chill, just had to sign some papers. Now you’re in some office room starting a couple of video training modules. You lean on the palm of your hand and scroll through the list of the videos you had to watch. About 33 videos and documents, fanfuckingtastic.
Some time passes by and you glance at the computer’s time realizing it’s time to start your lunch. You shift off the headphones you were using and stand up, telling your newly acquainted coworker that you’re taking a lunch.
Okay. What do I do now? I clock out, right? Then go grab some lunch. Okay? Cool. I got this.
You breathe out and walk to the back of the store, then towards the break room to clock out. You let your manager know you’re going to go the nearby Starbucks to grab some lunch and begin to head out the store with a sense of relief rushing through your body.
That sense of relief immediately diminishes when that cute guy, stops you from leaving. “Hey, are you a courtesy clerk?” he asks, smiling at you beneath his mask.
You notice his eyes slightly squint from smiling making your stomach fill with butterflies. You nod slowly, “U-Uhm, yep.”
He stifles a laugh and holds up some empty bottle, walking up to you. You gulp and glance at him, “Could you please refill this with sanitizer for me? It’s in the back of the store, by the janitor’s closet.”
“Yeah sure,” you take ahold of it but instantly realize you don’t know where that is, “I-I’m sorry, where is that a-again?” you let out a breathy laugh.
He chuckles, “It’s uhm, somewhere in the back. I have to help these customers out but just ask someone. They’ll know. Thank you!” he walks back out to the front of the store.
Okay, fuck. Just help the cute guy. Doesn’t matter that you’re on lunch, just go.
You inhale deeply and quickly walk away, doing his favor. You come back and walk up to him, keeping a distance. “H-Here,” you say quietly but notice he’s too focused on helping others to hear you. You bite your lip nervously out of habit and watch him.
His eyes look so familiar. Almost like. No way? Could it be, Peter Parker from freshman year? Shut the fuck up, no way.
You feel your heart begin to race at the thought. You glance at his outfit to check for a name tag but didn’t catch anything.
Shit.
You look back up at him when you notice him come close, “Sanitizer, right?” he chirps.
You nod, “Y-Yeah.”
“Thanks,” he goes back to his job. You make your way past him with widened eyes and walk out the store to Starbucks.
That did not just fucking happen. He’s so cute, oh my god. Wait, could that really be him? It went by too fast, shit! Oh my god. I got over Peter Parker two years ago, did he really have to show up now? No, no fucking way it’s him. Whatever. I’ll find out his name eventually. Then, I guess we’ll see.
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If you are still alive can i request a yohariko 7 minutes in heaven? Yohane dom ofc
*i had to search up what 7mih was lol
setting: in university/college
ages: 15-20
Aqours looked on curiously at the beer bottle in front of them.
“Uh, Mari..” Kanan said questioningly. “Are we playing Truth or Dare or somethin’?” Mari grinned, “Why no~ We’re in college, Kanan, we don’t play such baby games.” She said as if it were obvious. Dia puffed “Whatever you have in store will be worse..” “Aww you’re no fun Dia~” Mari stuck her tongue out, teasingly.
“What are we playing then?” Chika asked, toying with her braid boredly. “I think I know...” Yoshiko grumbled, laying down tiredly. “I don’t get enough sleep to deal with your shit...” You laughed, “Now now Yohane, no need to be a debbie downer.” She said to Yoshiko.
“The last time we played this you always rigged the game anyways, Mari! It’s no fair!” The other girls looked questionably at Riko who whined like a little girl, all thinking the same thing, “You’re gonna ruin my manicure.” Mari rolled her eyes at the second year. “Riko, why don’t you take care of the sleepy demon over there for a change.” The golden eyed groaned, walked over to the grumpy fallen angel, and sat on her.
“Get off me.” Yoshiko glared at Riko.
“I’m sorry, I don’t talk to weirdos.” Riko flaunted haughtily, paying more attention to her pink nails than the girl she sat on.
Yoshiko pushed her torso up, being the more well built person, easily sliding Riko into her lap for a change. “Shut it, bitch.” “Why don’t you do that yourself, idiot?”. The two glared at each other, then started arguing and cussing each other out.
Hanamaru and Ruby stared smugly. “They look like girlfriends!” “Yoshiko doesn’t even notice the position they’re in zuraa~” They murmured to each other, giggling. The other second years sighed, “What happened to the old Riko?!” Chika shouted, though Riko herself didn’t hear. “I know right?! This Riko is so mean!!” You screamed in equal exasperation, dramatically.
“I bet she just wants to impress Yohane, with all her make up and fashion trends.” Kanan teased, which Dia, surprisingly, nodded in agreement to. “Yesterday on campus I saw her mocking and arguing with a girl who just touched Yoshiko the other day. When did Riko become such an attention hog.. She was doing so well too..” Dia sighed.
Unfortunately, Riko just barely overheard, and spun around to face them, not making much effort to get out of Yoshiko’s lap. “I am not trying to impress this freak.” She said, though her red ears showed otherwise. “I bumped into that girl and she spilled her drink on my shoes, she deserved it.” She smiled, almost believing she had won already. “That girl was Ayumu, excuse me. She has a name.” Yoshiko said matter of factly.
Riko cocked her head around, her jaw clenched and her smile from earlier far more fake now. “So? Is she your girlfriend or some shit?” Riko said coldly, emphasizing the word girlfriend. Yoshiko looked confused, “Wait, what? When did I say that?” She asked, looking at the redhaired for answers.
She fumed furiously, either from anger or complete embarrassment for revealing her true thoughts to the minor. “Can we just play the stupid game already?” Riko asked aggressively, dodging the question.
It worked, as Mari immediately sat down and clapped her hands promptly. “That’s right! We’re playing a game!” She remembered, to which the others rolled their eyes at. “The game is called 7 Minutes in Heaven! Basically we spin the bottle twice, and whoever it lands on has to go into the closet over there,” Mari pointed at the large closet that just barely would be enough to fit two people. “and stay in there for exactly 7 minutes, you can do whatever, like kissing.. Or making out..” She threw a look at her fellow Guilty Kiss members, “Or just talking! Everybody get it?” Mari finished with a question. Ruby raised her hand.
“Ruby?”
“If me and onee-chan get picked, does that mean we have to?” Mari shook her head. “You two can do whatever you want, but if you want, the only thing you can do at max is maybe hug.” Ruby nodded understanding.
“Anyone else?” No one. “Alright! >Let’s starting!!<” Mari shouted in her typical shiny manner.
Mari crawled over and spun the bottle excitedly.
It landed on Yoshiko and Riko, who both groaned in unison. To which the others giggled at knowingly.
The two got up without saying anything, Riko got in first, and then Yoshiko.
“They do know that the bottle probably was meant for only one of them, right?” Chika asked, giggling into her hand. The others laughed out loud and immediately hushed once the timer started.
--
“Fuck! Tsushima give me some space!” Riko whispered loudly, her face red as the back of her head rubbed against Yoshiko’s chest.
“Why don’t you give me space?! You’re the smaller one here!” Yoshiko rebutted, her face equally as red as she felt Riko’s ass grind against her.
The two hushed quietly, the close distance starting to get to them.
“...Yoshiko.”
Said girl gulped, already knowing what was coming. “Your...”
“Yes! Yes I know, please don’t!!” Yoshiko whispered loudly, feeling Riko on her.
“Oh my god..” Riko said into her hands, something digging into her ass becoming more apparent, which she hoped was just her panties giving her one hell of a wedgie.
--
Seven girls were perched against the closet, listening on to their conversation, trying not to burst out laughing.
“Oh my god.. Yoshiko has a--” You chuckled into her hand, cutting herself off, wheezing silently.
“I’m going to die..” Dia said, who even she, was laughing quietly at the two.
“Onee-chan?” Ruby called, to which Dia hummed to. “What does Yoshiko have?” Ruby asked, to which the others froze at. “Uh.. come here Ruby..” Dia commanded, nervously pulling her aside to explain.
--
Riko would be lying if she said she wasn’t horny right now.
Yoshiko was already aware her horniness was already showing.
In short, the two were desperate to get off.
“...Lily...” Yoshiko whispered weakly, rubbing herself against Riko’s ass needily.
“You better not fucking use me to masturbate..” Riko whispered through her teeth, feeling her panties already wet as is, leaning her arms and head forward, no longer in contact with Yoshiko’s chest.
“Lily.. I--”
“Fine! Fine..” Riko whispered aggressively, “Flip my skirt up and do whatever the hell you want.” She was too horny to argue.
Yoshiko hastily complied, flipping the girls short skirt up and seeing the innocent pink color that was soaked in something not-so-innocent.
She slid down Riko’s panties until she could see the swollen privates of the older. “Holy shit...” Yoshiko looked wide eyed, before amusingly playing with her like a toy, eliciting small moans from said girl.
“F-Fuck you...” Riko said under her breath, trying to keep quiet before their groupmates hear.
She slid a digit in Riko, grinning as she saw her flinch, biting into her arm. Without much preparing, she slid in another two fingers, making Riko moan just a tad louder.
Yoshiko smirked, “Does it feel good, Lily?~” She leaned forward a bit awkwardly, thrusting her fingers in and out of her. No response, her moans muffled by her own pride. “Lily~” Yoshiko teased, digging deeper into Riko. “You’re so tight~” She whispered.
Riko mumbled something inaudible.
“Hmm?” Yoshiko hummed.
“...Out...”
“Huh?” Yoshiko cocked her head confused, her movements slowing down.
“..Take...”
“Take?” Yoshiko repeated.
“Take it out..!” Riko whispered loudly. “I need it, Yocchan! Please!” She whispered exasperatedly, bucking her lower half deeper into Yoshiko’s fingers.
“You...” Yoshiko blushed, knowing exactly what she meant, pulling out her fingers and licking off the remnants of Riko, then she started unbuckling her pants.
--
Suddenly, a loud, unfiltered moan, came out of the closet.
The girls flinched, panicking.
“Holy shit-- Are they actually fucking in there?!” Chika shouted quietly at her other groupmates. “Mari! How much time do they have left?!” Kanan asked desperate, the smell of sex seeping out of her closet. “My poor closets gonna smell for weeks!”
“Let me see...” Mari fumbled, before looking wide-eyed at her phone. “Woops...” “Sus, zura.” Hanamaru squinted. “Very sus.” Chika and You nodded. She put her phone up, revealing the screen. Dia fumed angrily. “You set it on Stopwatch?!!” She shouted, before being muffled by the others. “It’s been going on for 17 minutes..” You looked at the phone.
“It’s too late now..!! They’re already going at it!!” Kanan cried, “I’ll have to get a new closet!!”.
They rolled their eyes at Kanan, clearly unamused.
--
Yoshiko panted, hard, as she thrusted upwards into Riko, who moaned from her movements.
Holy shit, Yoshiko thought. She’s tight as fuck! She groaned, using the redhaired’s arms to thrust herself up again.
God, Riko felt stuffed, whining like a bitch in heat as she felt Yoshiko kiss her womb for a brief second. Their position was a little uncomfortable, with herself sprawled out on the wall, while Yoshiko’s head and top leaned on the opposite side, while her lower half balanced itself against the corners of the closet.
“Ha-Har-Harde-er..” Riko mumbled weakly, but just loud enough for Yoshiko to hear, causing her to pull out, and slam into her far rougher than before. Moans escaped Riko as she felt the thrusts speed up and go farther inside her, filling her entirely.
“Ahn~ Y-Yo-Yocchan!!” Riko screamed, where they were vanished from her mind everytime Yoshiko was inside. Their moans synchronized and the wet clapping sounds of their lovemaking increased with every pound.
“L-Lily..! I’m.. I’m..!!” Yoshiko warned, on the brink of release. That’s when Riko snapped, still moaning aloud. “Y-Yo-Yoccha-anng..!! Do-Don’t! Not in-inside!!” Riko cried between moans and grunts. “P-P-Pull.. Haah! out!! Yoccha-an!” Riko screamed, every attempt to separate futile as her wet pussy sucked in Yoshiko subconsciously, holding her orgasm as long as possible.
F-Fuck! She feels too good..! Riko thought, her cries dying out as her mind started turning to her insides building up, just about to break. It feels so... so.. good..
“I-I’m cumming..!!” Riko screamed, tears stained her eyes as her back arched, and her pussy caved in on itself, sucking Yoshiko in whole, spurring the bluette to release into the blissful second year.
“Lily..!!”
“Yocchaahn~!!”
--
All sorts of lewd, loud, noises came from the closet, and surely, everyone nearby could hear. Of course, that was obviously the rest of the Aqours members.
“Nothings happening... Nothings happening...” Kanan and Dia whispered, clutching eachother on the floor with a clear face of distress with the closet. They both thought of how bad their dorm would stink after this.
Mari also looked a bit stressed, and regretful, despite her horny nature. Hanamaru and Ruby were so lucky, and they were blissfully unaware of why, Dia sent them off to chill with their other colleagues.
Chika and You? Well, they were stuffing their ears in pillows, desperate to get their friends moans out of their head.
They all silently agreed to never, ever, do this again.
--
Semen and her cum dripped out of her entrance, as Yoshiko’s load continued to flow into her. Breathy sighs and hitched gasps replaced the erotic moans and grunts from before, and through it all, Riko’s soaked flower garden clenched tightly onto Yoshiko, preventing any movement to escape.
When Yoshiko finally finished, it seemed the girl loosened around her, slowly pulling out of Riko while she moaned.
The two stood there doing nothing but catching their breaths. Riko spun around (As fast and smooth as she can) and stared straight at Yoshiko, who almost immediately punched her lips with her own.
Messily, Yoshiko pushed Riko up against the wall, lifting her legs and hurriedly stuck herself back into the redhead’s insides, a loud moan escaping the girl.
Yoshiko started again roughly, almost telling Riko that maybe, she wasn’t quite satisfied by the first round.
“Yo-occhan..?” Riko whispered weakly, feeling the familiar stuffed feeling once again, her arms gripped around Yoshiko’s neck. What a long night it would become.
--
2:AM
Dia and Kanan could not sleep.
Not with the awareness they shared of how their friends were still fucking just a door away.
The front door knocked. They groaned, hilariously right at the time a loud moan from the closet was heard.
Both of them walked sleepily to the door. Another noise complaint, it seemed.
They opened the door.
“Where. The Hell. Is Tsushima?” Maki asked frustratedly, Mia behind her, obviously not caring hell about the situation, headphones jammed in her ears while scrolling through her phone.
“Uh.” “You see Maki... she’s... um, quite busy...” Dia said nervously. “Who cares, I know she’s fucking, and I know who she’s fucking. Right Mia?” Maki asked her roommate, who nodded.
“Uh, yeah, like, shit man, look.” Mia said, showing her phone to the roommates. A very, very, very, uncensored, explicit live video of Yoshiko and Riko fucking within the confined space.
“Bloody hell!” Dia and Kanan screamed, covering the traumatic sight from her eyes.
“Yeaaaah. I sort of installed a tracking system and all sorts of other finnicky tech stuff when Yoshiko asked me to fix her phone, and when she didn’t come back to the dorm, I unlocked it through mines just to find it stepped on and cracked.” Mia grimaced, “She’s worse than Boss, sometimes. But anyways,” Mia continued, “I managed to get her screen onto mines, and am recording the whole thing for mock material.” Mia finished.
“Was that necessary?”
“No. But yes. But no.”/’
Maki slapped her face, “Oh my god, Mia. Really?” “Yes, really.” Mia rolled her eyes.
“Whatever, the noises are killing me, let’s get Tsushima and her little pussycat and we’re outta here.” Mia snorted, waving them off and heading to the sex-filled closet.
Maki groaned, “Fucking New Yorkers..”
--
“Fuck.. Lily..” Yoshiko huffed, ruffling her hair as the redhaired sucked and licked her off.
Riko’s mind was hazy while she bobbed her head up and down against Yoshiko. She payed little mind to those thoughts, focusing only on cleaning the semen and her own juices off of it.
Precum dribbled down her chin, staring up erotically at who she was sucking off, almost as if it were a porno.
Riko slid her tongue around her length, before gripping onto Yoshiko’s pants and stuffing her throat with it. I guess having no gag reflex has it’s perks..
Paying no mind to the footsteps getting louder, Riko continued to deepthroat the hell out of Yoshiko, the feel of her throat being filled whole surprisingly a turn on.
A thirst for dominance suddenly filled Yoshiko, gripping Riko’s head and slamming it back onto her length, eliciting moans from her, and snuffed moans from the redhead.
With her movements being took in control by Yoshiko, Riko slid her right hand down and stuffed her needy cunt with fingers.
It was hard to focus, it was hard to think, hell, they didn’t care, what they did felt good, and that was it.
Yoshiko sighed, that pit in her stomach flushing out and her spunk flowed into Riko’s mouth. “Aah..” The bluette relaxed, releasing Riko from her hold.
Riko backed away, smiling as a string of cum followed.
“So, you two done yet?”
The two glanced at each other, panicked, how long have they been in there?!
Mia opened the closet door smugly. “Hello, horny ‘lil shits.”
Maki pushed Mia away aggressively.
“Yoshiko.”
Yoshiko gulped, completely forgetting about she and Riko’s uncovered privacy’s. “...Maki..”
“You...”
“Left us...”
“In the FUCKING hallway, waiting for you...”
“JUST for you to go in a FUCKING closet to FUCKING FUCK piano pussy.” Maki screamed angrily, “You KNOW we lost our keys to the dorm, and you go off to fuck because why the fuck not, huh?!! What happened to the brocode?!!” She kept screaming.
“Hey Yohane, learn to keep your dick in your pants!” Mia shouted, laughing with the humor of a 15 year old (Which, she is).
Yoshiko and Riko blushed, she fumbled with her underwear and zipper, but the embarrassment got to her, leaving her groaning in frustration from being unable to fix herself up.
Riko mumbled something, before pulling Yoshiko back in to the closet, leaving the Mia and Maki glancing at each other.
“Oh fuck.”
--
“Wa-Wait what?” Yoshiko asked, confused as Riko aggressively jammed her dick back in her pants, zipping it back up and buckling her belt. Then, Riko spun around and bent down and pulled her panties up snuggly covering her privates.
Then, to top it all off, she slammed her lips onto Yoshiko’s, “Mnh--!!” Riko furiously battling with Yoshiko’s tongue.
Yoshiko could hardly process what was going on, but still managed to grip Riko’s hands and lift them above her head, holding both in one hand while the other snaked around her waist.
The fight for dominance was easily won as Riko quickly gave up, allowing Yoshiko full entrance into her mouth.
When the two departed from each other for air, a trail of saliva followed, before breaking from the quicker, gentler kiss Riko gave again.
“H-Huh..?” Yoshiko looked dazed, making Riko look at her sweetly and giggling. “For all this time, that was our first kiss, you know?” She said timidly, smiling up at Yoshiko.
“Fwuah?”
She giggled again, “You dummy.”
--
“The hell?” Maki grumbled, clearly not enjoying waiting.
Yoshiko smiled, Riko smiled, there was only one answer to this: “Sus.” Mia said, “Super sus.”.
“Nothings sus, Mia.” Yoshiko rolled her eyes at her roomie. “You want to sleep or nah?” She said waving her keys in front of them.
Maki scoffed, not saying anything and walking out the room, Mia following.
Maki and Mia passed Kanan and Dia, who were waiting at the front door, glaring with sleepy eyes.
“You owe us a new closet.” Riko rolled her eyes. “Ask Mari, she’s the rich Kiss.” She answered, with Yoshiko’s arm sliding onto her shoulder, who kissed her head while looking directly at the two smugly. Kanan and Dia glared as the two walked off, presumably to Maki, Mia’s, and Yoshiko’s dorm.
--
two months later
“Darling..”
“Hm?”
“I’m pregnant.”
Yoshiko looked at Riko wide-eyed, both in bed and clothes discarded on the floor.
“WHAT?!!”
#this escalated tbh#you hate to see it#but you love to see it#thats when she knew...#she fucked up#yohariko#VERY implied dick-wearing-women#shes trans tbh#no way around it#trans yohane
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hello! i’m peyton (19, they/them, discord: peyton#2067) & i’ll be writing for moon eunsang, professional fishboy and wannabe tiktok star who happens to be on a path to self-discovery.
stats / plots / pinterest / spotify / bio
history
born february 8th, 2001 — has spent all twenty years thus far in yunhwa, hasn’t even ventured outside for vacation. a notoriously nosy kid who wanted to hear all about everyone else’s vacations, though: if everyone else in the class was telling you to shut up and stop bragging, moon eunsang was the one pressing for more details.
never spoke if he didn’t have a reason to, though, and wasn’t the type to strike up conversations. all lasting childhood friendships he has were initiated by the other side; ran with a noisy crowd, but was always the “token good kid”, the one that teachers liked, the one that made the rest of the group look good. tbh he was just as bad as them, he just didn’t have the boldness needed to seek attention 24/7
thought to be a kid who studied hard because he kept his head in books — really, he just wanted an excuse to avoid conversations with people who weren’t his friends. good grades came naturally, so he coasted by in life without ever trying very hard, didn’t think about his goals because he thought everything would “fall into place”.
long story short: life’s more complicated than that. details in his full biography once i get that written, but some shit happened & left him in a very confused and tumultuous place mentally. grades fell, he flunked exams, didn’t even bother applying to university.
so that’s how he got to where he is now: freshly 20, working full-time as a fucking swordfish mascot because what else is he qualified for? not much, and it’s not like there are job openings posted on windows 24/7. (plus, he kinda likes hiding behind the fish costume)
dad thinks he’s a loser, but in a mostly loving way? he’s not a mean parent, he’s just realistic and as it turns out, he doesn’t want to see his youngest son pursuing fame on tiktok and wearing a fish costume under the blaring sun while his oldest is in... law school...
(meanwhile, every time one of eunsang’s tiktoks gets more than 2,000 likes, his dad’s sending it to the mayor like LOOK AT MY BOY! while the tiktok is talking shit about how the town could really use a strip mall?)
tldr: former gifted kid turned aimless adult who transforms into an indie/alt boy for tiktok.
personality
many, many, many layers. the kind of person you can be friends with for three years & still be surprised by regularly.
he’s mellow in public, the type to stick to walls and keep his head down, meanwhile he goes home to film tiktoks dancing to pitbull songs like 🕺 forget about your boyfriend 🙄 and meet me at the hotel room 😏
daring online, but irl he takes two hours to pick an outfit and finally comes out like “don’t you think this is too much? i think it’s too risque” (the too much: a v-neck sweater... not even a deep v) & changes into one of the boring, plain ass 3 outfits he rotates as if that’s all he owns. basically has an entire wardrobe of things he only wears for TIKTOKS!
seems really shy / sheltered, but he’s not. a 20 year old man who will not swear & is the “good example” his friends’ parents/grandparents compare them to but he’s definitely hotboxed his dad’s car more times than he could count.
here for a good time but like... a really lowkey good time, which is mainly because he’s a really awkward / anxious person. he misses social cues a lot, tends to be very offbeat, always saying or doing the wrong thing. to avoid embarrassing situations, he doesn’t go outside his comfort zone. he sticks with people he already knows, goes to places he already knows (which is really all he can do in this town anyway LOL), does things that he already knows the outcome of. he isn’t a risk-taker
big on parties & clubbing, but only if he has friends with him. the second he’s left alone at a party, his confidence disappears </3
type of person who is down for absolutely anything IF he’s got the power of friendship pushing him. will he go to the market by himself? no. will he go cliff-diving as a last-minute plan with a friend? yeah ofc
he’s currently trying to become more than just a side character in his own life. his counselor told him that he should let himself do one (1) bold / outside the comfort zone thing per week (even if he has to do it alone!), so that’s how he’s trying to live rn but it’s a slow climb
feels reallllly really lost, but he’s trying to find his way... kinda
patience of a saint. he can take so much shit until he loses his temper, so a lot of people view him as a pushover but once he snaps, he’s mean af
passive-aggressive. doesn’t like direct confrontation, so he’ll suggest that something’s wrong and then be like “no everything’s just fine :)” when you get the hint
has a lot of knowledge that no one gives a shit about. he can tell you anything you wanna know about bugs or the history of clocks.
plots
i was gonna put fun facts here but decided to do that on his stats page because this is already getting long as hell so! here are some bare bones plot ideas that i didn’t include on his actual plots page (update: this ended up being longer than fun facts would’ve been </3 f):
ONE (older than ‘01) / your muse is older than eunsang, but he’s more responsible so he’s taken on the role of an older sibling.
TWO (local, ‘00 or ‘01) / your muse’s parents considered eunsang a good influence, so they would let your muse do anything/go anywhere if they said that eunsang would be there too, but nine out of ten times they were really just hotboxing his dad’s car.
THREE (anyone) / your muse really wants to make the fish mascot talk, so they make small talk with him every other day & he just nods along while holding the fishing hut sign.
FOUR (anyone) / your muse is convinced that the fish mascot is flirting with them (spoiler alert: he is) but he doesn’t even speak, so all their friends think they’re batshit crazy.
FIVE (’93 or older, local) / your muse used to babysit eunsang. he was upset when he found out that they were being paid to hang out with him, but now he’s the one trying to pay them to hang out because he’s bored & they were cool ten years ago.
SIX (anyone) / eunsang made a clout-chasing tiktok without your muse’s knowledge and they’ve gone viral, so he should probably delete it before they see. however... most of the comments are going on & on about how cute they are together, so one more tiktok couldn’t hurt, right?
SEVEN (anyone) / your muse doesn’t have a car, so they’re frequently asking eunsang to drive them places & he always agrees even though his car is constantly on the brink of breaking down. at this point, they’re really pushing their luck.
EIGHT (anyone) / your muse’s family absolutely adores eunsang, so he’s invited to all of the family functions. at this point, he’s basically an honorary family member.
NINE (anyone) / your muse recognized eunsang on the streets because of his tiktok presence, so it’s only natural that he begged them to pretend to be a crazed fan so that his dad will finally think he’s famous. (c’mon... please?)
TEN (anyone) / your muse found eunsang’s tiktok page & scrolled down just far enough to find an embarrassing storytime about something that happened to them that he just so happened to witness... no one in the comments knows that it’s them, but they’re being clowned like crazy so they still want him to take it down.
ELEVEN (anyone) / your muse pierced eunsang’s nose for him when they were both out of their minds one night.
TWELVE (anyone) / eunsang frequently sees your muse at the beach & they always have nice conversations, but they’ve never met outside of the beach so they’ve both grown to consider it their place. it’s a little disappointing when they wait around for the other and end up sitting alone the whole time.
THIRTEEN (anyone) / your muse goes bug-hunting with eunsang.
FOURTEEN (anyone) / your muse plays videogames with eunsang.
FIFTEEN (anyone) / whether your muse actually has any mechanical knowledge or not, every time eunsang’s car breaks down, they’re the first (and only) person that he calls. even if they can’t fix the problem, at least they can give him a ride to wherever he’s going.
SIXTEEN (anyone) / eunsang doesn’t get outwardly angry very often, but your muse manages to make his blood boil so obviously... and it’s all because of trivia night. he can’t handle the way they always answer the questions just half a second before he can.
SEVENTEEN (’95 or older) / your muse has more life experience than eunsang & they seem trustworthy/reliable enough, so he goes to them when he needs advice or an unbiased opinion.
EIGHTEEN (anyone) / eunsang accidently hit your muse’s mailbox with his car & now he keeps offering to do ridiculous tasks to “make up for it” so that he “won’t be sued”. unfortunately, it’s just further proving that he doesn’t have many skills because yeah, sure, he’ll clean that window, but he’ll flood the room behind it in the process and yeah, he’ll go get those pastries that they love so much, but it’ll be the wrong kind.
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