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prismuffin · 1 year

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Masterlist 2:

Full Fanfic Masterlist

Marvel:

How Peter Parker and Steve Rogers react to their crush asking to play with their hair

Hobie Brown helping trans!male!Reader with dysphoria Hobie Brown reminding ftm!Reader not to overbind Hobie Brown turning into a cat and causing chaos in the SpiderSociety

How Miles Morales acts on a rooftop date with another hero Miles Morales reacting to grieving reader Miles Morales being caught wearing his guy crushes hoodie Miles Morales reacting to his crush suddenly asking him out in the middle of a normal conversation Miles Morales with a younger!sister!reader

Platonic!Miguel O'Hara comforting transmale reader after a breakdown Miguel O'Hara reacting to reader coming out as trans (ftm)

Miles Morales and Hobie Brown (separate) reacting to male!Reader with brain issues Miles Morales and Hobie Brown (separate) reacting to male!Reader getting a good grade on an exam

Pavitr Prabhakar and german!male!Reader bonding by learning about each other's cultures

SpiderTeens reacting to gn reader adopting them all

Stranger Things:

Nothing yet!

The Umbrella Academy:

Nothing yet!

Criminal Minds:

Nothing yet!

Hitman Trilogy:

Nothing yet!

Mission: Impossible:

Nothing yet!

FarCry 5:

Nothing yet!

Valorant:

Nothing yet!

Detroit Become Human:

Connor helping male!trans!reader with testosterone shots Connor helping gn!Reader calm down from a panic attack Connor with a s/o who's a maladaptive daydreamer Connor with an insomniac s/o Connor with a s/o who's a wild/active sleeper

Our Life Beginnings & Always:

Nothing yet!

Error 143:

Nothing yet!

Sally Face:

Nothing yet!

WatchDogs Trilogy:

Nothing yet!

COD: Modern Warfare2:

John Price dealing with being a sleep talker

Konig reacting to short!male!Reader climbing him like a tree to see something Konig reacting to short!male!Reader being on his shoulders^^Part 2

Ghost, Konig, and Price (separate) reacting to male!Reader with dermatillomania Ghost and Konig (separate) reacting to having to cuddle up to male!Reader for warmth Ghost and Konig waking up to cuddling male!Reader ^^Part 2 Ghost and Konig (separate) having M!Reader be their gay awakening

The Imperfects:

Nothing yet!

Encanto:

Nothing yet!

Girl From Nowhere:

Nothing yet!

Metal Lords:

Nothing yet!

Dc Universe:

Batfam being jealous of the readers pet/animal Batboys reacting to Tim Drake's "bad-boy" boyfriend Taking care of Batboys (seperately) after they got their wisdom teeth removed Batboys reacting to boyfriend!Reader smacking their ass and running away Batboys + Conner & Wally being caught wearing masc!Readers hoodie Batfam reacting to Tim Drakes boyfriend who is the Jokers son ^^Batfam reacting to Tim Drakes boyfriend who is the Jokers son pt2^^ Batboys reacting to getting hard during training with M!Reader Anthro!Batboys having their ears and tail expose their romantic feelings for male!reader Batfam reacting to Tim Drake making a contract with a demon!male!reader BatBoys reacting to them thinking male!reader called them a goodboy

Sugar Daddy!Bruce Wayne accidentally falling for male!sugar-baby!reader Bruce Wayne with an energetic anti-hero husband

Conner Kent accidentally using X-ray vision on trans!male reader

Male!Justice League members reacting to rogue!reader moving out of Gotham and into their city

Jason Todd reacting to male reader falling asleep on him Jason Todd reacting to a gn reader who can't swim Injured!Jason Todd waking up to Reader in his hospital room

Damian Wayne with a child!brother!Reader Damian Wayne being caught wearing his guy crushes hoodie

Dick Grayson reacting to a very cuddly male reader Dick Grayson waking up his cuddly guy crush Dick Grayson reacting to a sad!male!Reader needing cuddles

Hal Jordan's (Green Lantern) reaction to reader having a lot of lantern rings Hal Jordan (Green Lantern) x recovering!male!Readers Hal Jordan reacting to being bitten by masc!alien!Reader

John Constantine reacting to a food-pusher Reader John Constantine with a werewolf s/o (gn reader) Hungover!John Constantine waking up in a caring Readers bed John Constantine reacting to a male!Reader that reminds him of his younger self ^part 2. John Constantine reacting to similar!male!Reader reading his soul John Constantine being bullied by a cat in a pub John Constantine reacting to a Reader that smokes John Constantine having a demon!Reader be attached to him John Constantine reacting to reader being turned into a baby John Constantine reacting to male!Rader lighting his cigarette with John's

Kid Flash (Wally West) reacting to accidentally courting alien!reader Kid Flash (Wally West) with a night owl boyfriend Kid Flash (Wally West) accidentally petting one of winged!male!Readers arousal zones Kid Flash (Wally West) and winged!male!Reader finally getting together Kid Flash (Wally West) cudding male!naga!Reader Kid Flash (Wally West) with a partner who's part of the BatFamily

Tim Drake reacting to guy crush reader accidentally cuddling him Tim Drake reacting to Rogue!Reader flustering him Tim Drake with a caring and patient boyfriend Tim Drake with a boyfriend who's very physically affectionate

How Superman, Batman, Hal Jordan, The Flash, and John Constantine react to someone handing them the unconscious reader out of the blue How Batman and Superman reacting to their long-term partner being their worst enemy

How Wally West, John Constantine, Hal Jordan, Dick Grayson, and Conner Kent react to falling asleep on their crush (male reader) How Wally West, Dick Grayson, Tim Drake, and Conner Kent taking care of their drunk guy crush How Dick Grayson, Wally West, Tim Drake and Conner Kent react to playing seven minutes in heaven with their guy crush How Dick Grayson, Tim Drake, and John Constantine react to their crush asking to play with their hair How Tim Drake and Damian Wayne react to their crush randomly asking them out in the middle of a conversation (seperate) How Dick Grayson, Jason Todd, Tim Drake, Wally West and Conner Kent (sperately) react to Alien!Panther!Male!Reader cuddling up to them randomly

How Justice League boys react to empathic color!alien reader turning pink around them How Justice League boys react to male!Reader being turned into a cat How the Young Justice League reacts to a male!Reader with an Eating Disorder

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ozymandiasdirge · 11 months

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character meme do snake and vegeta

for my sweet sweet boy david snake

First impression: after peripheral awareness of metal gear solid existing for ten years, in 2008 i was playing brawl on my friends wii and was like.....who is real human man caked up with a gun in my silly nintendo party fighter. and then i shot pokemon trainer with a nikita missile and it was love at first sight 💖

Impression now: he's the wolf, he's the lamb, he's the sheep dog he's the shepherd, he's jesus christ. he's done unspeakale horrors he's a monument to the innate kindness of human beings in the face of mistreatment every parental figure in his life. he's been married for a decade and had a child with a man who i know owns more than one horny dakimura. he's the first video game character to ever say the word bisexual. he loves dogs. he's a clone of his father. his father who ignored him his entire life only told him he was his father to manipulate him before snake burned him alive with a macguyvered zippo flamethrower. kojima spend months modeling his ass. literally character of all time.

Favorite moment: "i'm not like you, i love life" "life is worth living even when it hurts you, even when you hurt it." everytime he does that shoulder grab and soulful eye stare at otacon, sunny, or raiden when they're filled with despair.

Idea for a story: he lives another happy fifty healthy years after the end of mgs4 i know this i learned this in a psychic attack from kojima.

Unpopular opinion: people who look at this man and see someone other than a bottom.....girl i cannot help you.

Favorite relationship: otasune my beloved. also him and sunny (father and daughter of all time 🥺🥺🥺, him and raiden (weh), whatever deranged shit he and kaz had going on take that how you will, and him and frankie 😩😩😩

Favorite headcanon: i have never gotten over that one post about hal putting on the first pokemon movie for sunny and dave seeing it and fully cat crying dot png because mewtwo's just like him fr

idiot boy vegeta

First impression: me @ the age of 6 watching toonami at my cousin's house: who is this infinitesimal crying man being beaten to death in front of me.

Impression now: worst galactically wanted planet destroyer princess alive 💖💖💖💖💖💖 i love him so bad.

Favorite moment: his majin arc was so insane he was sooooo #gonegirl, gatekeep, girlboss i love gay divorce.

Idea for a story: vegeta doesn't get inflicted with toriyama's comp het. actualy just apply that to every dragon ball character.

Unpopular opinion: i understand it's like...better for his mental health and i like the concept but like........i wish his character arc had ended with "i dont have to be better than goku" rather than "goku will always bee better than me" like.....thanks i hate that

Favorite relationship: goku and vegeta unfortunately, he and bulma but as people who used to to fuck because they're both stone cold 10's and now they are just little haters together, if i was toriyama i would have done a whole lot more with him and gohan given that they literally have the same backstory, him and piccolo and chichi should have a bitch4bitch4bitch club i would be so down, him and raditz because it makes me insane, him and freeza but only when they focus on his horrifically unpacked trauma and make vegeta shake like a pursedog and then he kills freeza, oh and him and tarble because what the fuck they literally never did anything with that.

Favorite headcanon: okay read above most of my headcanon's got put up there 😭😭😭

#asks #thegeminisage #mgs #dbz #for the blacklists #i love being insane about anime men on main #really weeds out the weak

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rainwolfheart · 1 year

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Dragon Age worldstate and OCs

This is just an app-friendly version of my characters page so I can link it don't mind me.

Worldstate

Warden sided with the mages, Warden brokered peace, Warden sided with Caridin, Bhelen is king, Kieran is an OGB, Anora is queen, Alistair is a Warden, the Architect was killed.

Bethany is a Grey Warden, Hawke killed the Arishok, Hawke sided with the mages, Orsino isn't actually dead Varric made that up.

Inquisitor recruited the mages, Briala rules through Gaspard, the Grey Wardens were banished, no one was left in the Fade, Morrigan drank from the well, Leliana is Divine, Inquisition was disbanded, vowed to stop Solas.

Characters

❤️ current partner(s) 🖤 ex-partner(s) ⭐ best friend(s) All ages are as of 9:45 Dragon First six (Hawke to Rafael) are primary characters, others are secondary, sorted alphabetically by last name.

Hamish Amell Hawke

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Champion of Kirkwall

Hamish or Hal (if you're Leandra/the twins) · Hawke (if you're anyone else including Anders)

he/they · transmasc nonbinary

Fereldan half-elf · warrior/mage

Force Mage/Spirit Healer

9:06 Dragon · 39

bisexual

❤️ Anders Hawke

❤️ Justice

🖤 [QP] Varric Tethras

⭐ Fenris

⭐ Isabela

⭐ Varric Tethras

VO: Nicholas Boulton

ADHD bisexual disaster par excellence, has never sat normally on a chair in their life. Be gay, do crimes, punch templars. Currently on a mission to cure every Tranquil in Thedas.

Branna “Mason” Cadash

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Inquisition agent

Branna or Mason

she/her · cis woman

Orlesian surface dwarf · rogue

Tempest

9:13 Dragon · 32

bisexual

❤️ Lace Harding

⭐ Bram Kenric

⭐ Dorian Pavus

⭐ Rafael Trevelyan Roldán

VO: Laura Bailey

Uses her stone sense for party tricks. In a tense competition for “the Inquisition's biggest nerd” with Dorian. Forever salty about the Titan choosing Valta over her.

Kit Ivish

Lilah's Second

he/him · cis man

warrior caste Orzammar dwarf · warrior

9:14 Dragon · 31

gay

❤️ [QP] Lilah Hirmot

❤️ Dorian Pavus

VO: Travis Willingham

Kindest gentlest softest boy. Somehow manages to keep himself out of politics in spite of being married to an ambassador and in a relationship with a magister. His love language is food and so is his cat's.

Dael Mahariel Sabrae

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Warden-Commander of Ferelden

she/her · trans woman

Dalish elf · mage

Spirit Healer/Keeper/Arcane Warrior

9:08 Dragon · 37

bisexual

❤️ Alistair Mahariel

🖤 Merrill Alerion Sabrae

⭐ Sigrun

⭐ Velanna Tillahnnen

VO: Nia Roberts

All about repressing the angst and regret from the hero's journey. Fereldan in spite of herself. Not-super-subtly using the Grey Wardens to fight for mage and elf rights.

Marfisa Trevelyan Roldán

mage rights activist

Marfi or Mari

she/her · cis woman

Antivan-Marcher human · mage

9:09 Dragon · 36

straight

❤️ Gaël

⭐ Tyrdda Hildsdotten O Sunhold

⭐ Rafael Trevelyan Roldán

VO: Stephanie Beatriz (I don't actually know if she can do the right accent but w/e)

Her little brother cured her of Tranquility but she still embarasses him in front of his friends to keep him humble. They team up to keep the rest of the family humble, so it balances out. Has no time for Vivienne's Loyalist bullshit.

Rafael Trevelyan Roldán

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Inquisitor

Rafa or Raf · Lucky (if you're Varric)

he/him · trans man

Antivan-Marcher human · mage

Knight-Enchanter

9:11 Dragon · 34

bisexual

❤️ Dorian Pavus

❤️ Josephine Montilyet

⭐ Branna “Mason” Cadash

⭐ Lace Harding

⭐ Marfisa Trevelyan Roldán

VO: Harry Hadden-Paton

Did so many crimes for the mage underground at Ostwick it's not even funny. Peace was never an option. Scandalizing the nobility 24/7 by being in a poly marriage (but nobody is brave enough to argue with Divine Victoria over the definition of marriage).

Tyrdda Hildsdotten O Sunhold

Inquisition agent

she/her · trans woman

Avvar human · mage

9:03 Dragon · 42

straight

⭐ Marfisa Trevelyan Roldán

VO: Abigail Thorne

Augur who joined the Inquisition to help close the Breach, stayed because she's a nerd about learning from other mages. Spent like a month at Kinloch Hold as a kid before her dad broke her out. Sworn enemy of Solas for absolutely petty reasons.

Lilah Hirmot

Ambassador of House Hirmot to Minrathous

she/her · cis woman

noble caste Orzammar dwarf · warrior

9:13 Dragon · 32

aro-ace

❤️ [QP] Kit Ivish

⭐ Maevaris Tilani

VO: Ashley Johnson

Girlbossed her way into an inter-caste lavender marriage so her family would get off her fucking back and let her get back to work. Too powerful to go to the surface, she and Mae would just steamroll Tevinter politics, they had to nerf her. Lies for fun and profit and to annoy her husband.

Marijke Kader

Grey Warden

they/them · nonbinary

Orlesian surface dwarf · rogue

9:10 Dragon · 35

bisexual

❤️ Bethany Amell Hawke

⭐ Nathaniel Howe

VO: Erika Ishii

Grey Warden courier who has set and beat their own records for fastest times across Orlais and Ferelden. Loves horses but never learns their names because they don't want to get attached. Did not know that their girlfriend's brother was the Champion of Kirkwall until far longer than they're willing to admit.

Milo Surana-Amell

enchanter-turned-farmer

he/him · cis man

Fereldan city elf · mage

c. 9:10 Dragon · ~35

straight

❤️ Solona Surana-Amell

VO: Liam O'Brien

Survived Kinloch Hold without getting recruited to the Grey Wardens because he is a cringefail terrible mage. Proposed to Solona as soon as they heard the news that mages could get married in Ferelden and now they have a farm and 3 kids. Thinks he's good at haggling when he goes to the market, is actually terrible at haggling.

Solona Surana-Amell

enchanter-turned-farmer

she/her · cis woman

Fereldan-Marcher human · mage

c. 9:10 Dragon · ~35

straight

❤️ Milo Surana-Amell

VO: Erica Lindbeck

The “excuse me he asked for no pickles” meme but it's Solona standing in front of Milo. Is vaguely aware that her second cousin blew up the Chantry in Kirkwall or something and thinks that's dope. Is so excited to embarass her kids by being a “cool mom.”

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justmoreocs-writing · 1 year

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Five facts about my favourite OC(s):

Frankie (Detroit: Become Human) - She has a Russian Blue cat called Smokey who is her alibi for things; She calls her little sister Dragonfly because it was their parents’ nickname for her, and Mya calls her Seagull because she used to just call her Sea and it kind of changed over time; Frankie is left-handed and Gavin is one of the few who remembers this; Frankie is very jumpy; Her favourite smell is vanilla.

Alina (A Discovery of Witches) – Her birthday is the 29th of February; She was taught how to protect herself against Creatures by her god father Sooty, who himself is a vampire; She accidentally comes across Marcus while at University, and is ribbed by her friends for knowing the attractive young occasional professor; Often gets Marcus to do the Latin translations for her essays; Alina adores Christmas, but it’s a time of year slightly tainted for her as well.

Sylvain (Peaky Blinders) – Met Luce when they were very little and playing out in the street; Begrudgingly taught her Italian because he knew otherwise she’d try to get somebody else to teach her; Actually isn’t all that fond of boats and sea travel, but got a little better with the canals when Luce was exploring; Used to write letters to Luce when he went off to War, not so much to his family though; Sylvain joined up before he was 18, basically using the connections of his father so as not to be questioned too much.

Four things I’m most excited to write for:

Frankie and Hank facing not-Connor and Connor (Detroit: Become Human); Dick meeting Billy for the first time (Nightwing); Oddly, Lucy and Mike bonding following Chris’ death (Until Dawn); Lily and Eggsy working together (Kingsman).

A.J. and Billy just being friends when reunited (Nightwing); Pretty much anything for Millie and River (Slow Horses); Zari, Dima and Nikolai reuniting when things are going bad because of the Darkling (Grishaverse); Kimiko working with Jericho (Detroit: Become Human).

Fiona and Grayson interacting more, especially with the mystery side of things (The Inheritance Games); Violet interacting with Barnes because him and Lockwood are always fun (Lockwood and Co.); Emmie and Jake’s blossoming relationship (Nowhere Boys); Eliza and Alex actually working together on a mission (Alex Rider).

Three OTPs and why:

A.J. and Dick (Nightwing), possibly one of my slowest burns but the friendship they have that leads up to romance is one of my favourites; Kit and Tae (Titans), because they balance each other out in a way that I’ve always really loved working on; Lilia and Mac (MacGyver and The Mentalist), purely because I love writing their dynamic but I couldn’t explain why.

Chizzy and Monty (A Discovery of Witches), because they’re so opposite in personality, and yet they manage to bring out the best in each other when it comes down to it; Cece and Hal (Peaky Blinders), I’m just so in love with these two, I can’t believe I almost forgot about them!; Kate and Luca (Constantine, written with fiercefray), there’s just something so innocent about them that I adore it.

Zari and Nikolai (Grishaverse), I’ve not done too much for these two, but the way they interact in general is fun so showing the blossoming romance is something I’m excited for; Cassie and Marcus (Deadly Class) are always interesting to write for, and their shameless flirting is sometimes kind of hilarious; Aoife and Benji (Shadowhunters) are such a cute dynamic as they bring out bits of each other that help them to grow, which I love.

Two fic authors I adore and their OCs:

fiercefray - A whole bunch, but recently Duke (Peaky Blinders) has stolen my heart; reyskestis - Arah (Detroit: Become Human) has recently become something of an obsession of mine.

a-song-of-quill-and-feather - Atlas (Harry Potter) because there’s something o intriguing about him; kendelias - Bell (The Maze Runner), and I can’t get enough of him.

raging-violets – Cadence (The Flash) is a really engaging character, and her relationships are wonderful to read; suethor – Beatrice (Peaky Blinders) is a really engaging character whose story is really intriguing.

One WIP paragraph:

From Crime, Friendship and Other Things (Detroit: Become Human): ‘Just talking to my cat,’ I explain, locking the door and stuffing the keys into my pocket. ‘Just a weird thing humans do for no reason.’

From A Few More Hours (Until Dawn): ‘Josh wants us back at the lodge,’ he admits, voice slightly hollow and attention on the wall opposite us. One hand moves to his glasses, a finger running up the arm of it in a nervous tick I’ve seen far more of recently than ever before.

From Listen to Your Hart (Kingsman): Magnus grumbled at my feet, obviously sensing the fact we were about to move on. I thought I spotted the flicker of a smile on Merlin’s face before he diverted his attention back to his clipboard.

#Repost #Made By Me #Answered Questions #Writer Things

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01001000-01000001-01001100 · 1 year

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Dropping random facts about my trollstuck AU on my silly little sideblog while the other people involved in it are asleep B]

(because I might come to my senses and delete this later)

So you've got Hal, see, and he's a fuchsiablood, so he's a seadweller

Yeah this mf wears a wetsuit everywhere (all the easier to clean the blood off of amirite)

Short for a fuchsiablood his age but like. Still over 6 feet tall (BEFORE HIS ADULT MOLT! He's gonna be like 11 feet tall after it :,) because even if I can't be absurdly tall he can)

Since """"biological sex"""" is even less of a thing for trolls than for humans, one could argue that it doesn't make sense for him to be trans in the first place since theoretically gender is arbitrary and every troll is inherently trans and intersex therefore none of them are, but he's still trans Because I Said So

Adding on to that, since he's a royalblood (and according to the wiki they're all female) everyone probably just went 'wait, MALE?????' and so he probably had The Trans Experience™ of being frequently misgendered by strangers. At least before he grew to notoriety

bitch why does misgendered have the red squiggly line under it it's a real fucking word

*clears throat* ANYWAYS

Trolls have a bunch of cat behaviors also Because I Said So (I'm a catboy ok what did you expect). Like purring and shit

Similarly, there's a like. Biological response (I guess? I'm bullshitting here. It's pheromonal or some shit idk) to keep moirails from murdering each other when one is in a capital-r Rage (or even just regular pissed and murdery) and the other is within Murdering Distance (This is canon compliant as far as I know)

Hal literally stole someone's bones one time it's genuinely established canon (I'm not even kidding he telekinetically ripped out their fucking bones one at a time. He was very, VERY pissed and, well, in a Rage)

He changed his typing quirk at some point to match his moirail's more closely

}It used t() l()()k s()mething like this, if I re((all ((()rre((tly{

(Well. That's the in-universe reason. Really it was annoying to read so I changed it)

This AU has been rotating slowly in the back of my mind for quite some time so the Ye Olde typing quirk was actually a thing I came up with months ago in real time and the changing it thing was more recent

I'm brainrotting send help

Hal can't kill the condesce for. Normal reasons (*coughs into my fist* brainwashing actually but shh.)

Yeah it’s a whole thing

There’s also the whole. Helming thing

I am SOOO normal about mind fuckery *kicking my feet and giggling*

Anyways. Hal's weapon of choice is a naginata rather than a katana because something something fish->spear->weeb

Yeah sure he PREFERS to fight with telekinesis generally but "there's something so satisfying about stabbing people y'know???" (for legal reasons this is a joke I have never stabbed anyone)

He would do anything for his moirail tbh (this comes up often. It... causes problems down the line. The sheer devotion of this man smh.... it's also due to Normal Reasons btw)

why am I being vague about who his moirail is the only people who might see this post already know it's just Dirk :\

fuck it we ball. *commits to the bit*

who am I even talking to here I've addressed statements toward a General Audience but also don't intend for random people to see this

uhhhhh anyways. one eye is fuchsia the other is good ol' #e00707

(I project on to this mf SO MUCH- like I even fuckin realized his relationship with the condesce could be seen as an allegory for my relationship with my father and the trauma bonding wait why I am talking about this on the World Wide Web jegus grist)

uhhh uhh anyways he's in a kismesissitude with Jake

I have a shipping chart of this actually it's titled "THE POLYCULE"

It's on paper but it looks something like this (the other two alpha kids are omitted):

Yeah

he's a femboy

I typically use the term 'boi' to refer to him yes this is deliberate and not just Ha Ha Funneeee Meme

He's absolutely just. Gender goals.

though it's unorthodox for the higher-blooded moirail in a moirallegiance to do, he wears lots of accessories of his moirail's blood color because Fuck The Hemospectrum

This doesn't stop him from showering his moirail in gifts of clothes and jewelry of his own blood color tho. Probably a troll thing tbh

There are So Many things where I'm just like 'ha ha troll instinct' I should probably write down all the random shit that is canonically (in this AU anyway) just A Troll Thing.

A solid 80% of the things Hal does are 'to piss off condy'

gotDAMN do I want to rp right now. I want to like. Go onto pesterchum and inflict his presence onto people. maybe he can bond with some random-ass Dirk over how much they both hate the condesce

is the fact that she's just normal HIC a plot hole? lil bit

it's technically a no-sburb/sgrub AU but in a 'they don't play the game' way. my idea is that maybe Something got fucked up with the coding of the game and now it's a Time problem because the players exist, but they don't end up playing the game, despite needing to in order to exist in the first place idk I'll figure that out later

Aaaaaaaanyways. post-crash, Hal might change his trolltag I haven't decided yet

#rambling on and on about trollstuck

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cryptidvoidwritings · 2 years

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Feb 9: Write a one-shot about your OTP

A Tuggerstrap short of 500 SWF words. It is very dumb.

*hurls into the void*

“I have to finish this.”

“You absolutely do not.”

“Would you like to be the one to explain why my report isn’t finished?”

“Okay, fine, fair point,” Tugger said. His tufted ears batted in irritation and perked an instant later. “However, you can wait to complete it until tomorrow and take some time for yourself. C’mon, please? It’s just a movie.”

“A ‘please’, even,” Munkustrap snorted. “Okay, fine, you have succeeded in stealing me from my work.” He set his pen down and pushed aside his report. Tugger’s tail went out straight behind him, and Munkustrap bit back a smile. “What movie are we watching?”

“I hadn’t decided yet.” Tugger took hold of Munksutrap’s paw, pulled him up from the chair, and led him out of the office. “You can help me pick from the catalog.”

“Nothing too long.”

“Yes, yes.” Tugger rolled his eyes. “We can find a nice 90 minute bit of nonsense and you can think about your report all the way through it.”

“I will not.”

Tugger laughed at him. Munkustrap rolled his eyes and allowed Tugger to lead him to the couch. Tugger flopped down and laid himself out long, reaching for the remote. Munkustrap stood over him, hands on his hips. He cleared his throat exaggeratedly. Tugger blinked up at him and affected his most innocent face.

“What?”

“I thought you wanted me to watch with you?”

Tugger spread his thighs. He patted the couch between his legs and grinned. “I do.”

“You absolute nerd.” Munkustrap rolled his eyes.

But he climbed onto the couch and into the available space, laying back against Tugger’s chest. Tugger was warm and his heartbeat thumped reassuringly against Munkustrap’s back. From his periphery, Munkustrap watched Tugger’s arm appear with the remote and start flipping through movie options.

“What are you in the mood for?”

“How about–,” Munkustrap yawned. “Oh. Sorry. How about a variation of Robin Hood?”

“Sure,” Tugger said. “Flynn?”

Munkustrap nodded vaguely. He swallowed back another yawn. His eyes started to slide shut but he opened them again. Off to the side, the sounds of the opening titles started up. Munkustrap turned onto his side to see a little better. Tugger’s arm slipped around his waist and helped him settle back down into the warmth of his mane. Soft purring started under his ear.

Devious little...

Munkustrap yawned again. He blinked slowly, relishing the dark behind his eyelids, and smiled despite himself. He blinked slowly, relishing the dark behind his eyelids. Tugger’s paw played lightly in the fur between his ears; brushing it back with his fingertips. Munkustrap dragged his eyes back open and tried to watch Robin Hood swashbuckle his way through the scenery but his eyes kept unfocusing. One finger with just a hint of claw started to trace gentle patterns over Munkustrap’s skull. Munkustrap closed his eyes.

Just a little nap.

Soft lips pressed a kiss to Munkustrap’s forehead. He sighed softly. Something plush was draped over his shoulders. Munkustrap nosed into Tugger’s mane and slipped into the warm darkness of sleep.

This incredibly dumb fic was brought to you by me messing about with prompt generators:

#crystalball's jellicle valentine month #munkustrap #tugger #tuggerstrap #cats the musical fanfic #cats the musical fanfiction #sfw #sft #orange #we're back to the citrus scale friends #please see the tuggerstrap club charter 3a.1 allows for at least one fic a quarter in which they are not related and may instead be shipped #hal: it's about cats #hal: it’s about cat(boy)s

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lacrimosathedark · 2 years

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I am sick of DC killing off their heroes

I'm also sick of them keeping the same heroes and having them in like stasis age. It's annoying, especially as new characters are created.

You know what I want instead?

Let them retire.

Let Bruce hang up his cowl and hand the mantle to Cassandra, and maybe Terry later. His boys are already taking after him in other ways; Dick's become a wealthy philanthropist, Jason's probably gonna be the one to adopt 50 kids just by who he is as a person (Tyler, Bao, my personal headcanon for Shoes/Lian), and Tim is the world's greatest detective. Damian is...Damian. But he's finding his way. Let Bruce's children take an aspect of his and surpass him in it. Let him grow old with Selina!!! Also GIVE THEM HELENA!!!!

Speaking of Selina, let one of the Strays or eventually Helena take up her mantle. Maybe Lian can take her mantle, considering Emiko is Red Arrow and Roy is active...sorta. Just more cool cat ladies who aren't freakin Jade Nguyen please (no offense to any fans I just don't like her).

Let Clark be a guide and a guardian for Kon and Jon but sit back and be a person with a family unless there's a crisis. Let him just be a dorky reporter/farmboy with a loving wife looking after his aging parent(s? Is his dad alive? Continuity is weird) and being with his son and actually treating his other son like a son. Because Kon deserves it.

Let Diana stay in Themyscira or make a home on Earth. Or both! Let Donna take up the Wonder Woman mantle! Heck, let there be more than one! Nubia is a cool WW. And imagine Artemis! Maybe Cassie one day!

Fucking retire Hal Jordan. There are like 10 other earthbound Green Lanterns. John Stewart and Guy Gardner and even Kyle Rayner have had a shine in the limelight (heh limelight). Let people like Jessica Cruz and Jo Mullein and Keli Quintela get a little spotlight!

Let Arthur be a fucking king-dad. Let him just live a happy, mostly peaceful life with Mera. Let him have weird father-son bonding with Garth and Jackson. Let him raise Andy! Let him have Jr.!

Ollie will be a stubborn bitch until he fuckin dies, but put him on grandpa duty once this whole "Shoes has amnesia" thing is sorted out! He loved that when Lian was little and it was so fuckin cute. Imagine him teaching her how to shoot and she continually one-ups him because she's definitely Jade and Roy's kid, well-trained by Selina, and constantly reminds Ollie he's getting old. Once Connor's shit gets sorted, let him take up the mantle of Green Arrow again! Heck, he could do it just to prove he's better than Ollie and it'd be great.

Let. Dinah. Have. A. CHILD. She is such a good mom to Roy and to Connor even when she and Ollie are at odds, let her have her own child, even just by weird science! Give her a kiddo that can scream just like her, BAM new Canary. Bonus points if it's a boy or otherwise generally masculine kid and they still wear the fishnets as an adult. Power move.

Can Barry Allen have a break? Please? Heck, give Wally a break too, just for a bit! They've been through so much, let them chill with their wives (and maybe a boyfriend in Wally's case, I see those Nightwing crossovers) and kids and have normal-ish lives. There's so many cool speedsters! Don and Dawn Allen! Bart Allen! Wallace West! Jai and Irey West! Our enby Jesse Chambers! And that's not even all of them, there are so many fuckin speedsters.

I admittedly know next to nothing about J'onn J'onzz, but like, he's been through some shit too. M'gann can take over she seems pretty badass.

Like, just let the old heroes grow old. They don't even have to die, they can be weird wizened mentors with a running gag of 'how the fuck are you still alive?' and they just yknow, stick around. Like Alfred. (Fuck you he'll be back)

The new blood can shine without obliterating what came before.

#DC Comics #Batman #Catwoman #Superman #Wonder Woman #Aquaman #Green Lantern #Green Arrow #Black Canary #Flash #Martian Manhunter #Batfam #Superfam #Arrowfam #Flashfam #Aquafam #Amazons #Alleytown Strays

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simsricecake · 3 years

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I DON'T KNOW IF ANYONE CARES BUT I SURE DO.

The GERMAN names for some of the Premades are making me fcking cry:

Pleasantview :

The Pleasants are named "Pretty" and i think that's beautiful

Mary Sue - Marie Claire (WHAT WERE U THINKIN Y TF "CLAIRE" HELLO)

Lillith - Lilli (Now her name doesn't have its great meaning i just cry)

The Broke houshold is named BROWN

Brandi - Babsi (BRO WHAT IS THIS WHO CALLS HER DAUGHTER BABSI?)

Beau - Bernd (A grandpa name)

Dustin - Detlef (THIS SOUNDS LIKE A HOMELESS MANS NAME I-)

The Dreamers aren't only Dreamers in the german version, no nono, their last name is DREAMDANCER

Darren - Hugo (literally why)

The Oldies surname is Oldiron, OLD IRON.

Movin over To Veronaville because oh boy Strangetown gets the crown when it comes to german names let me tell ya.

Veronaville :

Not a lot of change here but Tybalt is Theobald and Mercutio is Victorio

Puck - Piet

Bottom - Andrea (this is such a basic name for womans in their 40's 😭)

Goneril - Gerda (wHaT)

Albany - Albert (ok boomer)

Hal - Hans

Ariel - Elvira (???what)

Regan - Rita

Cornwall - Erich (Bro)

Ok and now i want to present to you the Strangest names:

Strangetown :

The Smith family is named Schmitt, thats like how every doctor in my area is named. The only change her is little Jill, whos name is Britta, again a name for a lady in their 40's (my opinion ok)

Many may know this, but the Specter houshoulds german surname is SPECK which means Bacon. BACON

Olive - Olivia (i like olive more because of olives garden but olivia sounds cute)

What if i tell you that the Beakers are bakers? Because thats what their german surname means.

And the worst is : Loki - Klausi (Klausi is literally a cat name omg Catboy Loki might be confi-)

My Courios boys got to keep their surname, but OH MY WATCHER I SWEAR, I TOUGHT VIDCUND WAS A BAD NAME, BUT GERMANY REALLY SAID : ,,i can do it better"

Lazlo - Lutz

Vidcund - (breath in and out...) Friedbert. (What on earth is that i am so mad and sad and just everything-)

Crystal Vu - Petra Kwiek(I DARE U TO TRY TO PRONOUNCE HER LAST NAME, CAUSE I CAN NOT-....poor bby..)

Singles :

Nothing but, uh...

Erin: Erna (i facepalm everytime i read This)

Ok and now i want to show you: #1 when it comes to weird and unfitting names that make me feel uncomfortable...

Ajay Loner is Lonely in german, and his new (really fucking unfitting) name is Arthur.

The Grunt Family

Or if we talk about the names in germany, the grunz familie (oink!)

Buzz - Fritz (this is so funny, cuz i can not take him seriously with this name)

Buck - Gerd (an old mans name ok)

Ripp - Richard (o m g i gotta say, i think it is kinda fitting, but Ripp is just so much better for them!!)

Tank - Theo (No just no)

That would be it! I made this list because i found it funny but at the same time just heartbreaking how the names are so weird in german sims 2. Anyway thank you for reading this i hope u had sum fun.

All the people that aren't included kept their original/english names!!

#sims2premades #sims 2 #sims2 #ts2 #strangetown #veronaville #pleasantview #simfamilys #tankgrunt #ripp grunt #jillsmith #marie-claire #😭#why did i make this

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batterypi3 · 3 years

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// what are your thoughts on some villains like Sectonia, Haltmann, and Hyness? :o

OOOOO ANALYSIS TIME, THANK YOU YOU BLESSED LITTLE BEAN(S)!

Starting off with something a little easier for me to swallow: Sectonia

Design wise, I love Sectonia’s look and color scheme. She’s indeed an absolute queen and she rocks it, especially in her eyes. Her attack patterns are interesting in that she’s a blend of magic as well as dual sword weilding which just makes me go 😳 bisexuals with swords gang....

As far as her story, she’s tied with Haltman of course the most tragic history. Imagine your dearest friend brings you a gift to help let you appreciate your natural beauty, only for it to slowly warp you into a vein, narcissistic, abusive person, where in which the only seeming release for you is the eternal beauty sleep that is death before you end up hurting an entire world, including your home and your friend. That would be fucked up wouldn’t it? Though it does leave into question wether or not Floralia has found a new ruler to take her place or if Taranza just abandoned being king or something-

Rest In Peace Queen, you deserved far better 😔

Haltman is a filthy rich capitalist so that makes him less valid. Design wise, I think he’s fine, I like his little eyes, I prefer Susie’s design more though. He’s got a cool ass suit. But it’s also made out of the symbol of wealth and all the potential worker exploitation so... also this bastard literally shoots out MONEY as an attack what the hell. Actually wait the money he shoots is currency with HIS face on it, this man has his own currency, this man is fucking inventing more capitalism what the FU-/j/lh

His past is. Interesting. Given that he’s lost his memories and his mind trying to find his child, I find it a really sad and slight more relatable situation, especially for any people who might have a loved one with dementia or Alzheimer’s. Given that in the end it’s not even really him who’s speaking anymore and that Star Dream is using him as a human battery/ref , it almost brings into question how much Star Dream was involved in all of this. Poor Susie. Try all you want but he’s not going to remember you :(

And then there’s Hyness... oh boy. Hyness is a little harder for me to talk about given the fact that I carry some religious trauma on my shoulders and I sometimes outright despise the very notion of any gods on some of my more lower, angry moods. Design wise, he is very well designed along with the Mage Sisters. He very much resembles an Egyptian Mau cat or a Sphinx, and I can kinda tell that HAL’s character designers definitely put their time in on searching for a proper outfit for him. His attacks are kinda subpar, though I can’t really complain for lore reasons

As for his story... let’s just say that Hyness is a character that very much lives or dies based on who’s writing him; all of these villains are susceptible to this, but Hyness especially.

A quick trigger warning now, skip past this is you are sensitive to religion and abuse right

Given the recent anniversary of Star Allies, we got not only the reveal of some of Hyness’ early designs, but the reveal that Hyness did in fact raise the three mages as his own daughters; theyre all sisters through his equal care of them. So imagine with that knowledge (without any headcanoning), a man who tries to summon a dark god to bring the end of the world, destroying potential everything including yourself and your daughters. You can hear in the back one of your daughters, your eldest in particular, fighting to protect you, and she’s defeated. She’s hurt, she needs your help. What do you do? Well, Hyness proceeds to practically toss her out of the way, use her and her sisters as stone shields and hammers, and then ultimately sacrifice them all to the heart of the dark god. This man values the Kirby equivalent of Cthulhu over his own children, and if you’re anything like me, that’s going to fill you full of involuntary anger at the mere sight of this man. To the point where it almost feels a little disrespectful that he survived all that happened and seemingly got redeemed. Legit why did they kill both Sectonia and Haltman, but in the canon ending of HIAD, Hyness lives

Anyways I don’t like the stinky cat man. What’s with all these powerful dad men screwing up their daughter’s emotional and mental health, HAL

#kaabii thoughts postings #asks #kirby #kirby series #star allies

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Kyle sitting Conner down and just asking him, in the straight forward way they do with each other, if they were dating before everything went screwy and he needs a straight answer, Conn not wanting to lie replies yes, they were for a few years but his friendship was always something he treasured before that and Kyle just takes his hands says he is very lucky and Conn asks why “because he got to fall in love with Conner Hawke, twice, in one lifetime,” and starts rattling off things he remembers tucking a hair behind Conner’s ear. “I mean, how lucky am I?” (Really cheese but if he called him by a nickname that, well, only he would use like an Irish pet name and that’s when Conn realizes oh shit I finally have this back, it be a moment)

Conn and Kyle sitting in bed and just allowing themsleves to enjoy the morning with their coffee and laughing about this and that, work and “work,” and ending up watching bad reruns of old sitcoms or bad b movies from the blockbuster (or if you correct the timeline for modernity, the WORSt of netflix cheesy romcoms that Kyle loves totally ironically he swears.) Kyle said that if Conn was an animal he be a cat but if he basks in the sun any longer he’s seriously considering him classifying him as a plant. Conn rolls his eyes, and bumps tjeir shoulders together. Just the domestic and nicest memories coming back slowly. And Kyle being very confused at Conn’s stance they were just bros.

POOR WALLY, he be like “I can’t do this again,” but his ass would so try to get them back together because if Conn remembers and Kyle doesn’t, he knows how fuckin shitty that can be and he is their friends, even if Kyle’s oblivious atm. He is gonna fucking do what he can, gonna speedrun this slow burn. Hell yeah, Diana, truly the kindest mom friend to the JLA, tho by the time the 90’s kids were around she was more of a grandma friend. She probably asks Wally 20 times if he’s eating well and how Iris is.

Awww them laughing and holding each other no matter who is watching them, that is so darn cute. But also totally in line with their relationship. I can imagine Kyle tackling Conn and just having them float and hug because that’s the only way I can see Kyle holding anyone up for long periods of time. He is a man of many talents but having muscle mass aint one of them. But then there is like; the other option of Kyle dropping down and taking a running start at Conn and tackling him that way. Either way, they are really happy to see each other again, it’s the same vibes as when Wally got Linda back after she was earsed from the timeline. (Which, 90’s boys once again—Linda/Wally and ConnerKyle double dates please)

Hal being confused older brother noises is really funny to imagine cause this is a lot of emotion for this reunion.

Ha like the reverse of the way we had them getting together. With Conn sitting Kyle down and confessing.

Wally is just shrieking in the background like “STOP FRIENDZONING EACH OTHER”

Hal is like “Walls what did I miss with them?”

“Everything Uncle Hal, everything”

Conn spent his teenage years in a Monastery and had somehow never heard of Christmas. As well as moving a lot and being expelled from 4 elementary schools and 3 boys reform schools by the age of 13 well pop culture isn’t his thing. So Kyle makes it his goal to show Conn the best of the best. Kyle is of course a dorky bisexual disaster artist so his movies can be odd choices. Kyle shows Conn hairspray multiple times I’ve decided. because my cousins always want to watch hairspray for some reason and I’m projecting. Also Disney and every animated movie Kyle can find. Yes of course the romcoms. (Kyle is so a Hallmark movie slut)

Yess to the double dates. I also can’t decide between a twirling hug in the air or a tackling hug to the ground. One of 2 would be great.

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dreamings-free · 5 years

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How Harry Styles Became A Modern Style Icon

by Phoebe Luckhurst - Evening Standard 15/11/19

A man wrought in the fires of teenage boyband hyper-stardom is not afraid of a little commotion. Still when Harry Styles — the One Direction matinée idol turned languid Gen Z icon — tweeted, at 1.01 pm GMT on Wednesday afternoon, that he would be taking his upcoming album Fine Line on tour, you could, if attuned to the correct demographic frequency, hear the howl echo around the internet: guttural, hungry, ululating. This was a pseudo-religious experience: one viral meme depicted the Pope holding a copy of his album aloft. The announcement has been retweeted almost 70,000 times.

The 25-year old is a tour veteran — he spent five years and five albums strapped to the thundering 1D juggernaut — but this new tour is his first as a bona fide solo brand. The album, his first in two years, is synth-soaked and soulful, the album’s aesthetic fever-dreamy. Granted, he’s not the first person to go to SoCal, try a few magic mushrooms and declare himself radically transformed, but the results are beguiling — and certainly a world away from his years as a Simon Cowell Ken doll. Since his last record, he has co- hosted t he Met Gala and been reborn as an Alessandro Michele muse. This is your Styles crib sheet.

Melody maker

Styles’s new album — written under a tie-dye mist after taking the aforementioned psychedelics, which also resulted in a mishap in which he bit off the tip of his tongue — is “all about having sex and feeling sad”, which, granted, as a topline, does not wildly differentiate the record from the genre of “al l other music ever”. Still, the early signs for Fine Line are encouraging. Its first single, Lights Up—which has been streamed almost 100 million times on Spotify —is synth-y, soulful, understatedly anthemic, very different to, and better than, the lead single on his last solo record, the Seventies, soft-rock Sign of the Times( it still, of course, hit No 1), and very, very different from anything he did with 1D. Many thousands of words have been written about whether there is a bisexual subtext to Lights Up. It has been noted that the song was released on National Coming Out Day, that Styles’s sexuality has been subject to frenzied speculation before, the video features an oiled-up, topless Styles gyrating around men and women, and that the lyrics (“Shine, I’m not ever going back/ Shine, step into the light”) could be interpreted as a meaningful revelation of sorts. Certainly, he has become a queer icon — especially with Gen Z — who are thrilled by his selection of genderqueer singer-songwriter King Princess as his support act for the European part of his tour. Speaking of collaborators, Styles worked on the album with producers Tyler Johnson, who has worked with Taylor Swift, Miley Cyrus and Ed Sheeran, and Jeff Bhasker, who has collaborated wit h Mark Ronson and Kanye West, and his friend, Tom Hull, aka Kid Harpoon, who co-wrote Shake It Out for Florence + The Machine. He has also been granted a fairy godmother: Stevie Nicks, who called him her “little muse” at Fleetwood Mac’s hyped Wembley headline gig i n J une. “S he’s a l ways there for you,” Styles has said in the past. “She knows what you need: advice, a little wisdom, a blouse, a shawl.” Sure.

Got Styles

Any young man raised in the white heat of a boyband spotlight must be granted the space to find his fashion path; Styles has done so with no missteps and exuberant pleasure. Once upon a time, he would semaphore his individuality with a bandana; now, he turns up to a cover interview with Rolling Stone in a white floppy hat, blue denim bell-bottoms and Gucci shades, his nails coloured pink and green. His favourite trousers, until he lost them on the beach, were a pair of mustard corduroy flares; this week, he wore a Lanvin sweater vest with a sheep design that sent a coterie of London menswear stylists into throes of ecstasy. He wears floral suits and Cuban heels, ruffled, New Romantic shirts, Charles Jeffrey jumpsuits and pussy- bow blouses. It is flamboyant, self-consciously Bowie/Jagger, and in Gen Z parlance, “very extra”. His stylist Harry Lambert is partial to an extravagant collar, dramatic neckline and a voluminous trouser.

Besides Lambert, another part of this evolution has been his relationship with Gucci’s creative director Michele, who has turned the Italian heritage brand into the ultimate post-gender luxury fashion label, the first to merge their menswear and womenswear, and dispatch male models down the catwalk in dresses and women in suits. A good look for a Gen Z idol.

With the brand

Notably, the branding on this album and its tour artwork is consistent with this new look Styles. The album cover features Styles i n white custom- made Gucci bell bottoms and a Pepto Bismol-pink shirt, open almost to the waist, shot by mod-goth Tim Walker with a fisheye lens (it is Walker’s hand in that S&M glove you can see in the left-hand corner). In the dreamy video for Lights Up he wears a glittery suit and suspenders, in a sort of hallucinatory version of Saturday Night Fever. Into it.

Stand up

Then there’s his voice — not the music, but the activism. Even as one-fifth of a boyband manufactured by Cowell’s algorithm, he was quick, quippy and itching to go off-message; but now that he controls his own, he is amplifying causes such as Black Lives Matter and End Gun Violence. He wore stickers for both on his guitar on his last tour, which might sound small, except that photographs of Styles gallop around the digital world at hyperspeed. At concerts, he has waved pride, bi and trans flags, and a Black Lives Matter flag. He once borrowed a flag from an audience member at a show in Philadelphia that read, “Make America Gay Again”. At a show on his last tour, he declared: “If you are black, if you are white, if you are gay, if you are straight, if you are transgender — whoever you are, whoever you want to be, I support you.”

A vocal, engaged fandom of teenage girls minted his multimillion-pound fortune; he is loyal and admiring of their zeal. “They’re the most honest — especially if you’re talking about teenage girls, but older as well,” he told Rolling Stone this summer. “They have that bullshit detector. We’re so past that dumb outdated narrative of ‘Oh, these people are girls, so they don’t know what they’re talking about.’ They’re the ones who know what they’re talking about. They’re the people who listen obsessively. They f***ing own this shit. They’re running it.” Obviously, he’s a feminist. “Of course men and women should be equal. I don’t want credit for being a feminist. I think the ideals of feminism are pretty straightforward.” An icon is born.

#harry styles #evening standard #15.11.19 #article #stylesupdated #hlsource #hs2 promo #harry #mine

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kumeko · 4 years

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Title: some walls need to be torn down

A/N: For the @superbatexchange! Unfortunately, my giftee dropped out, but I had already finished my piece so this is now for the community in general. 😊 Hope you enjoy!

Summary: Bruce had never been good at letting down his walls, at letting others in. Even for Clark. Especially for Clark.

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“How’s Friday?” Clark asked, flipping through his planner. Red circles, scribbled in appointments, and stickers decorate every month. His finger tapped on one of the few empty dates. “I’m technically on assignment, but I can always hop back for the night.”

“How old school of you.” Bruce pinched the planner between his fingers, dangling it in front of him. “You have a phone.”

“It’s easier when I can write it out.” Frowning, Clark swiped the planner back. He smoothened the page, clearing any wrinkles. Unfortunately, it didn’t do much good; there was a permanent crease where Bruce had gripped it too hard. “Damn. You’re lucky the year’s almost over.”

“Or what?” Bruce asked dryly, taking a sip from his coffee. He never understood Clark’s preferences for diners, but at least this one had a decent coffee. Leaning back on his seat, he observed the restaurant from their booth. The breakfast crowd was here, a strange mix of truckers and businessmen hurrying to work.

And of course, one journalist, who was still pouting over his agenda. Clark sighed mournfully. “Maybe I should tell Dick to pick on you.” He glared at Bruce grumpily, tapping on the Friday insistently with his pen. “So. Friday?”

Obliging, Bruce pulled out his phone and checked his own schedule. Friday, Friday, Friday—he had a single meeting in the morning, and the rest of the afternoon was clear. Thank goodness for Lucius Fox, he really knew how to minimize his “CEO and Playboy Bruce” appearances. “I should be fine.”

“Great.” Clark beamed, pure sunshine. “It’s a date.”

ii.

There was a familiar prick on his back, the sense that someone was watching him, and Batman pulled out his batarang. Tense, he crouched slightly. It couldn’t be another thug—he had cleared out most of Black Mask’s men from the warehouse. Whatever ones he hadn’t caught would be running away. Then who—

A cape swished behind him and he relaxed. Of course. Superman. Standing straight, Batman turned around. His own cape curled around his legs and he crossed his arms. “Superman.”

There was no responding smile, no exasperated sigh, and the hair on his neck stood up. Superman scanned the surroundings as he slowly floated down. His lips were a flat line, his tone distant. “I caught the runaways.”

“Then that clears up everything.” Feeling uneasy, Batman dropped his arms to his side and took a step forward. In the dark, it was hard to see Superman’s face, to see the ridges and planes he knew intimately. “Are you angry?”

Superman’s feet touched the ground with a quiet thud. Stiffly, he bit out. “Yes.”

It’d been a while since he’d seen him this angry, even longer since it’d been directed at him. “I couldn’t ignore—”

“I’m not asking you to ignore criminals or the bat signal or whatever case you’re on,” Superman growled, his jaw tight. “That’s what we do. But this isn’t the first time you’ve blown me off. Or the second or the third—you do this more often than we actually go on a date.”

Even though he knew Superman wouldn’t talk like this if there was anyone around, he instinctively checked their surroundings for any interlopers. Coolly, he answered, “It was a time sensitive matter.”

“They’re all time-sensitive matters. It always is,” Superman bit out bitterly, shaking his head. “But we’re not alone. Nightwing, Robin, Oracle, Batgirl—any of them could step in for a single night. They do it already for each other.”

He looked away, unable to refute the point. Feebly, he argued, “I had to handle this myself.”

“We can’t keep doing this,” Superman said, his voice oddly soft. He started to float again, slowly rising up to the hole he’d made in the warehouse ceiling. The moonlight hit his face and all Batman could see was the weariness on his face. “Even after all this time, you still won’t let me in. And I…I don’t know how much longer I can wait.”

iii.

That was not his ceiling. No, that wasn’t completely accurate. To be precise, it was more that something felt off about his ceiling. Like there was an extra dent in it or the paint was more chipped than it should have been. Even his bed felt strange, too soft to be his. Lying still on the bed, Bruce kept his breathing steady, listening for any intruders. There were no strange sounds or, even more worrying, the usual ones. By this point of day, Alfred would have had breakfast ready.

Quietly, he slipped off his bed, his feet landing on a layer of dust. Bruce stared at the hardwood floor, then at the tables and dressers around him. Everything was covered in a thick grey and he had a sinking feeling this wasn’t a prank by Dick or Stephanie. No, something was wrong here.

Without a second thought, he crept out of his bedroom. At the very least, his batcave should still be untouched and maybe he could find out something more there. The rest of the mansion was coated in dust, looking unused, and Bruce fought the urge to shiver. It looked abandoned. Forgotten. Even the old grandfather clock looked like it had seen better days. His fingers were sticky as he typed in the usual password and suddenly, a shrill alarm rang.

Immediately, he took a step backward, his body crouching as he scanned his living room. No one swooped out of the shadows, running to see who had broken in. He’d have to find a place to hide, to observe—

Glass twinkled behind him as a large object burst through the bay windows. Turning around, Bruce shielded his eyes as he took in the attack, a bright red and blue blur that hurtled at him. Wait, red and blue? He knew that colour, knew that ‘S’. “Clark?”

“Bruce?” Superman halted in front of him, his eyes wide in surprise. “You…you’re alive?”

Alive? Well, he had been right then. That wasn’t his ceiling.

iv.

“Here, have a cup of tea. You still like two milks, right?” Clark smiled awkwardly, setting down a fragile teacup on the coaster in front of Bruce. Dressed in overalls in his family farmhouse, Clark looked more like a farmer getting ready to milk a cow than a reporter chasing a news story. Then again, maybe that was the case here. The only thing to indicate that he wasn’t purely a country boy was the gold necklace that disappeared under his collar.

“Yes.” It seemed that at least he shared the same tastes as this world’s Bruce. Scanning the room, Bruce noted pictures of Ma and Pa Kent, of Conner and Kara Zor-el. It seemed this world wasn’t too different then. Except of course, one notable exception. “I take it I’m dead?”

“Uh…” Clark rubbed the back of his neck. His lanky frame was too big for the couch, his knees bent uncomfortably. The furniture here hadn’t changed at all from the last time Bruce had visited the Kents. “Yes.” He paused. “Sorry.”

“It’s not your fault, is it?” Bruce asked, picking up the tea. He had always known he’d die from his duties. It didn’t make it easier to hear, even if it was just in a different universe. “You don’t need to apologize.”

“Yes but…” Clark frowned, running a hand through his shaggy hair. Now that Bruce was looking at it, it was peppered with white and grey hairs, a Clark that was much older than his. A Clark he might never get to see ordinarily. They’d never really confirmed if he’d age normally, if he’d live forever. “I’m sorry all the same.”

“Always with the saviour complex.”

Clark blinked, before breaking into a hearty guffaw. Not remember restraint (as usual), he wrapped an arm around Bruce’s back, squeezing him tight. “And you’re still a prissy cat.”

“Luckily for you, the league’s still active.” Puffing his chest proudly, he pointed at one of the more recent photos, showing him with grown-up Conner and Kara. Their costumes had changed, Kara’s more battle-oriented, Conner’s less casual, and they were all grinning as they stood in front of the Justice Hall. A newly rebuilt Justice Hall. “We’ll find out soon enough if it was magic or science that brought you here. Or something else entirely—I feel like we keep finding things that go beyond everything we know. Guess it’s one of nature’s miracles.”

Bruce didn’t want to think about how many times they must have built, destroyed, and rebuilt that place. The iterations of the league’s hall. “The new generation took over?”

“Yeah. Especially some of the kids from the Justice Society. Us old-timers are taking over what Jay and Alan started there.” Clark smiled fondly as he held up a photo of him surrounded by a gaggle of masked teens. Some were easy to pick out—Liam Harper, Wally’s kids—others less so.

And with the bittersweet tinge in Clark’s expression, Bruce knew better than to ask what had happened to Jay and Alan. “So even you retired?”

“Even I retired,” Clark chuckled. “Though I can’t help myself if something happens nearby.”

“No, that’s you.” Bruce scanned the other photos, the changes in his companions. Older Hal. A kingly Arthur. Diana, still going strong. And more, beyond that, and there was something reassuring about the idea that even after he was gone, the work still continued. To find a picture of Cassandra as Batman, of Dick and Damian still patrolling together, of Stephanie refusing to give up her purple abomination.

A picture of him and Clark, sitting awkwardly next to one another. Clark grinning brightly in the camera as he snapped the selfie, this world’s Bruce trying not to smile and failing miserably at it. Another, of Bruce with a pair of champagne glasses. More and more lined the wall, it was impossible not to see them now that he’d noticed the first one. They almost seemed to glow, dragging his eyes from one to the next. A first year anniversary. A surprise dinner. A relationship that was much further than anything Bruce had at home.

The pictures suddenly stopped and he stared at the last one, of them sitting by a river, watching the sunset. Did he die after that? Involuntarily, Bruce asked, “What happened?”

“To what?” Clark approached him from beyond and Bruce could hear as his breathing shallowed, as his breath hitched.

“Us,” Bruce answered bluntly, the only way he knew how.

“Oh.” Clark stepped back, sitting down on the couch once more. He interlaced his hands, resting his chin on his knuckles. “No wonder you felt so familiar.” He smiled sadly as he looked up at Bruce. “You’re also in love.”

“I wouldn’t use that word,” Bruce corrected reflexively.

“You don’t have to be so defensive.” Clark lowered his eyes. His foot scuffed the floor. “You’re only hurting your Clark, you know.”

“Like I hurt you?”

“No, like my Bruce hurt me.” Clark closed his eyes, curling into himself even more. Again, Bruce couldn’t see his face. Again, Bruce wished he could make out his expression. “Like I hurt him. He couldn’t open up and I was tired of trying and…and then he died, before anything happened. Before anything could happen. No apologies, no understanding, just nothing.”

Bruce stepped closer, his hand hovering over Clark’s back. “I’m sorry.”

“Me too.” Sitting up straight, Clark pulled out the chain around his neck. On the other end was a plain silver band. “I was going to propose, you know. Thought I’d finally surprise him for once. I wonder what he would have looked like.”

There was really only one answer to that. He squeezed Clark’s shoulder. “Happy.”

vi.

A woman stood in front of him, her hair black as night, and Bruce could have sworn it was Zatanna. Except, it was her granddaughter, and there was something both happy and sad about that knowledge. Catching his stare, she clicked her tongue and rapped his head. “Close your eyes. It’s bad enough you’ve seen what you have, can’t have you finding out more.”

“Your grandfather, was he—”

“No guesses either!” The woman growled.

Clark chuckled. “He’s probably right. He always is.”

“Yeah, but I’m not going to give him the satisfaction of confirming it.” The woman snorted indignantly. “Alternate world or not, we’re similar enough that we could be his future. And it’s dangerous to know the future.” She rested her palms on the side of his head. “Sometimes you can make it happen.”

Knowledge could prevent terrible futures, Bruce wanted to point out, but the magic in her hands washed over him, lulling him to sleep. He drowned in drowsiness, his eyes getting heavier and heavier, and the last thing he saw was Clark, was his wedding band on his finger. The silver glinted once, twice, and then all he saw was pitch black.

vii.

This was his ceiling. Bruce stared at the pock-marked ceiling, the burn mark from one of Damian’s surprise training sessions. His bed was the right level of firmness. There was no dust anywhere in the room and through the vents he could hear Alfred humming, the scent of coffee wafting in the air.

He was back. Immediately, he rolled over and picked up his cell, tapping the third speed-dial number. All Bruce would see was that Clark’s sad smile, the apology that lingered in the air unspoken.

And maybe that was their world’s future and maybe it was just a similar alternate world, but either way, he couldn’t let that happen here. Now.

“Clark? We need to talk.”

#batman #superman #superbat #bruce wayne #clark kent #bruce x clark #fanfic #the prompts kinda threw me off on this one a bit #but I think I managed a decent job of it

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sleepsignals · 4 years

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i kno reading about characters you don’t know/care about is dry so i will try to be short and write a shitpost about my very broad genre of Coming Of Age Horror Teens And Young Adults readmore bc this look a little long

sloane roosevelt

you know, like *brandishes knife* ‘nya?’ an actual cryptid. has never told the same backstory to anyone. knowing things about me is dlc cough up the 200 dollars. cats are her allies immediately. tells people she doesn’t like that she will put a curse on them. hitchhiking witchcore. gaptooth baby. little and feral. very actually sees dead people. takes your fries. will not respond to your pop culture reference because she doesn’t get it. doesn’t answer your texts and doesn’t know why she has to apologize. pickpocketed you as a greeting.

hal grady

resident mulder. thrift shop enthusiast. has gotten their hand caught in a vending machine. bizarrely good at mcguivering out of any situation. in the r/paranormal comments section arguing. bigfoot is real fuck you. would have tried to get into area 51. is two seconds from flunking any given class. have they been to any lecture this year? is the ‘hold camera all the time’ guy in the arg. fingerguns instead of explaining what’s wrong to your therapist. calls their mom to pick them up from the party early. halloween is the only holiday. club penguin shouldn’t have died it should have been me. pathological fence climber and tresspasser. should not have this police radio.

jay skelter

would kill everyone in the car swerving to avoid a squirrel. greets crows and raccoons. climbs fences and has bitten a cop. has dyed her hair every colour but likes a mix of pink and purple best. still wears those colourful band bracelets. has bitten a glowstick before just to know. may still shoplift from hot topic. what are you a cop? has formed 3 unsuccessful garage punk bands. sits in graveyards for the aesthetic. loves a good c tier horror movie. detention frequent in highschool. loiters at the bowling alley.

whitney carroll

human golden retriever. will allow all the short people to sit on his shoulders at a concert. ‘hello 911? how are you?’. could benchpress you. apologize to you if you spill soup on him. competent dad friend at a party even when he drinks. shows up to stand ominously behind his small friends if someone tries shit. all women are queens, anakin. if you never had a good big brother figure he’s got you. still has a flipphone. the last video game he played was runescape. a very nice gymbro. is taking applications for being your best friend. impassioned singing in the car.

siobhan fleetwood

has a complex about going to college late. is at the 5 coffees a day mark. is the one moving the ouija planchette to scare her friends. wine mom friend. siobhan and jun judging u power hour. hits michaels once a week at least. will kill you for mentioning her scrapbooks. wants to take group pictures like my aunt at niagara falls. alcohol is great but have you ever had someone care about you? me neither pass the bottle. (shuh-von). resting exhausted face. 3 jobs and stronger than anyone. librarian grunge.

atlas caine

demonic possession but make it rich boy. thinks he’s an 80′s coming of age movie bully and kind of is. the secondary antagonist as if you don’t have enough going on right now. butterfly knife party tricks. thinks he’s better than you because of his family but he’s just as stuck in this small town as you. designer jackets aren’t the same as a personality. will fucking run at the first sign of actual danger. available to be mean to you. redemption arc denied.

jun song

resident scully and chronic skeptic who ruins your paranormal fun. wallace wells expy. uses tiktok as a blogging service. speaks almost exclusively in a deadpan. firmly considers himself the daphne of this situation. heart shaped sunglasses and pastel sweaters. has to be the hottest person at the grocery store. physically can’t leave a crossword alone until he completes it. i don’t know how to tell you guys that people on the internet lie sometimes. pop music is good you guys are just wrong.

graham flowers

mean 80′s prep with an 80′s windbreaker. doesn’t know what to do when he’s not the center of attention. first to die in a slasher movie. please let him hold onto you in a haunted house. catholic guilt. will cry any time anywhere for any reason. baseball bat bisexual. battle chad. didn’t want to be involved. scared he peaked in highschool. lays dramatically on couches like a victorian lady getting the vapours. doesn’t even mean that badly but says the dumbest shit. never seen the braincell. redemption arc permitted.

#I DONT EXPECT ANYONE TO READ THIS BTW #i just was like [infodumps]

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sope-and-shine · 4 years

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Christmas Special: Day 25

-> BT21 X Reader(ft. OT7) -> BT21!AU -> Word Count: 5k -> Summary: Spending Christmas alone wasn’t the worst thing in the world, but Christmas with 7...somethings was not what you had in mind. -> Warning(s): Mild Language

A/N: Did not edit

After weeks on end of no rest and constant work, the boys are finally on their way home from their busy schedules. They’ll be able to go home and see their families this year, and it was a well deserved treat after everything they’ve done this year. So much work, and they’re about to reap they’re last reward.

Jimin yawns, stretching in his seat of the car next to Jin, “I am ready to get some sleep.”

“Yoongi is 10 steps ahead of you.” Hoseok laughs, casting a side glance to the man next to him passed out against the glass.

Jeongguk sighs, “I’m just excited for all the food my mom is going to make.”

The car pulls up to their apartment and they all pile out, some trying to wake up from their nap, others thanking their driver for getting them home safely, and then walking up to their apartment for a good night's sleep. They’ve all had long days, so seeing their front door is like a dream come true to end their night. Taehyung, in a burst of energy, runs ahead of his brothers to throw the door open.

“TaTa!” He cries, shoving his shoes off of his feet in a hurry and running down the hall to find his cuddly alien. The heart shaped creature pops his head out of the kitchen, a small smile appearing when he sees the very excited human. His small arms grow longer and start to wiggle in want as he waddles to give the tall boy a hug.

The others join the two in the hal, Namjoon being the last to close the door. Taehyung has his alien friend in his arms and their cheeks pressed together, “I have so much energy now that we’re home.”

“Are the others awake?” Hoseok asks. He takes a few steps towards Taehyung and TaTa before he spots Mang sitting peacefully on the couch on top of a sleeping Koya. He shrieks, “Mangie!”

RJ pops his head out of the kitchen just like TaTa had done, his bandana covered by Jin’s frilly pink apron. On the top of his head, Shooky sits nestled in his fur enjoying how high up he his. However, when the small Cookie catches sight of the stone-faced man staring at him, he jumps and tries to flee.

“Hey! Don’t be an asshole, get back here!” Yoongi chases after his friend, quickly catching the small trouble maker in his hands before he gets too far. Lifting him up to face level, the angry cookie decides to let it be and hop on the man’s shoulder out of reluctance. Yoongi nods, “That’s what I thought.”

The others greet their friends as well, taking seats in the living room to watch the boxing match Cooky had turned on while they were gone. Namjoon’s moved Koya from his spot on the couch to rest on him instead, fixing his ears when they fall to the couch.

“Are you guys excited for Christmas next week?” Jimin asks, playing with the floppy ears on Chimmy’s hoodie while he not-so-quietly plays the harmonica on his lap .

Cooky pauses his play boxing with Jeongguk to raise a fist in excitement. He - just like the others who had given their response - were very ready to spend their holiday with the boys. After being away so long on tour, they were happy to finally spend time together again.

“I - for one - am overjoyed to have a break.” Yoongi sighs, moving Shooky from his head - where he’d climbed just to annoy the other - back to his chest, holding him there with a firm hand despite his protests to be let go.

“What are you guys going to do with your time?” Taehyung asks, popping his head over the top of TaTa’s larger one.

“My brother wants to go ice fishing, so I was thinking about going with him.” Jin says, taking a sip from the tea RJ had made.

“Why ice fishing?” Hoseok asks. He tilts his head at his older friend, and Mang - the loveable, copycat he is - does the same.

Jin shrugs, “No clue. But how bad could it be?”

“Cold? No one around? The possibility of no fish at all?” Yoongi lists off all the possible things that could be wrong with ice fishing, snorting when they all are indeed terrible, “You’re right, nothing terrible at all.”

“I’m going to take Tannie out to get new toys.” Taehyung says, changing the subject.

Hoseok nods in approval, adding in his own plans, “I was thinking of taking my mom and sister shopping.”

“My mom wants to go ice skating.” Namjoon adds.

The boys continue talking, and sharing their holiday plans, but the friends around them begin to realize that they had not been mentioned in any of them. Chimmy - arguably the cutest - turns to Jimin - easily the most gullible member - and tilts his head in confusion.

“What’s wrong, ChimChim?” Jimin asks, pulling the little bean closer to him.

“They wish to know if they will be joining the festivities of the holiday as well.” VAN speaks up. The men in the room jump in surprise, Joon accidentally dropping one of Koya’s ears in the process. They all turn to the robot in the corner of the room, not exactly sure when it arrived. “Will they also be joining you on your vacations.”

“It’s best if all of you stay here in the house.” Namjoon sighs, he expected this. Part of him knew they’d want to join them as well, and he could understand why. But the outside world was no place for them.

“The people outside won’t like you guys.” Jeongguk says. He didn’t mean it maliciously, or in anyway to hurt them. But it’s when he sees Chimmy and Mang frozen in horror that he realizes he should have phrased his words better.

Shooky makes a sound of displeasure from where he sits on Yoongi before sliding off of the man and storming off to another area of the house. Yoongi sits up to look after him, “Shooky!”

Chimmy and Mang follow after, running in zig-zags so they won’t be caught by their friends. Jimin sighs, “Chimmy! He didn’t mean it like that!”

“Mang!”

Soon, the rest of the little friends they shared an apartment with had toddled off after the others, even Koya after sliding off of Namjoon’s lap from his slumber and taking his ears with him. The men left in the room sigh together, turning to the youngest with looks of disappointment.

“I didn’t mean it like that.” Jeongguk defends, shying away from the glares he’s getting. The other’s shake their heads in disappointment. They’d have to find some way to make it up to the little guys after the holiday was over.

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Halfway across the world, in a small 1 bedroom apartment outside of the city, you sit on your balcony enjoying the chilly night air. Unlike most of your friends and the rest of your family, you were still stuck all by yourself for the holiday. You have work to do, people to please day in and day out. Unfortunately for you, there was no time for you to go home and see your family this year. Then again, it wasn’t like they really wanted to see you anyway. Your dad made sure to tell you that when he talked to you over the phone about you visiting.

He called to ask if you were coming to see them for the holiday, and when you told him that you wouldn’t be able to make it, he was furious. He treated you like you weren’t a grown adult paying for your own apartment and living on your own taking care of yourself. He seemed to always have something to say that just burst your bubble when you felt you were succeeding as an adult.

That’s what brought you out here to enjoy the peace and quiet of the night.

“He just doesn’t get it…” You mutter to yourself. You look towards the sky where you can make out some of the stars if you squint hard enough. “What is his problem?”

Unbeknownst to you, you have a quiet listener above. Van, having been upset for their friends, had taken off to find someone also in need of friendship for the holiday. He’d searched far and wide, but none that truthfully needed someone. You were Van’s fifth distress call that he heard, so he came to see what you were in need of.

“I just want to show that I’m good enough…Why can’t he see that?” You ask to no one, not having any clue to your silent watcher. You wipe a stray tear and pull your knees to your chest. “He’s the reason I don’t even want to go home. I just want some love”

Love? Van knew where love was. His friends had plenty of love to give! His friends could help you easily.

Your phone rings, and your quick to compose yourself to answer it, “Hello?”

“Hey, are you coming to spend Christmas with me?” Your friend asks, checking in on her offer from the other week. You had been talking to her about what was going on in your life and she was quick to offer you a place to go, but you didn’t want to make anyone else suffer with you.

“Ah...no...I have a lot of work to do…Maybe another time.” You offer.

She sighs, “Are you sure? I have the room!”

“No! I’m sure…” You assure her, wiping another tear that falls from her eye.

“Okay...Have a great holiday!” She cheers.

“You too.” You say halfheartedly, hanging up sometime after. You stare at your phone in sadness, “You wouldn’t want me around anyway.”

Van’s eyes flash a blue, sadness taking over his senses. He can feel your pain and the need for love. He has no doubt in his AI brain that you need love, and he knows just the people for the job.

He flies off, not seeing the way you slump over and let more tears fall from your eyes.

---

After your crying session was finished, you had returned to your room to release the rest of your dignity in the safety of your sheets -Your neighbors probably enjoyed your crying too much anyways. But now, waking up to the morning light you feel refreshed and not as moody as when you fell asleep. You’re so relaxed, you almost don’t even notice the loud crash that comes from your kitchen.

Almost.

You sigh, annoyed that your cat - Mr. Whiskey - was probably in the kitchen looking for food and knocking over your pots and pans again. You throw off your blankets and leave your room to scold the animal in question, but you stop dead in your tracks when you see creatures you’d never seen before littering your apartment. In front of you is a dog(?) holding the vase your best friend gave you as a housewarming gift, where the vase sat sits what looks to be a cookie waving its arms around. Your coffee table has a koala sleeping on it, an alpaca with a bandana around its neck drinking a bottle of tea you had stocked in your fridge. Running around your coffee table is a blue and purple horse with a pink bunny chasing behind it. And standing next to your window, is a blue, yellow polka-dotted, heart head something trying to pick up the glass. You’re unsure of how to feel, but your body has no problem reacting for you as you drop to the ground.

The rowdy creatures making a mess in your living room stop what they’re doing, turning their attention to where you lay passed out on the floor. They stare at your limp body in confusion, wondering when you had woken up. You were asleep when they got there, but they must have woken you up.

Well, they can’t just leave you there.

A few hours later, you wake up to something wet on your right hand and a weight pressing down on you. Opening your eyes slowly, you make out what looks to be the koala snoring away on top of you. In between the both of you is a blanket you kept laying over the top of the couch for your movie nights, keeping you warm.

“That wasn’t a dream…?” You ask yourself. You look to your right and see a small bowl of water placed beside you, your hand having been placed inside the bowl. You pull your hand out and sigh, thankful that the stuid trick hadn’t actually worked on you. You look around your living room and finally take notice of the creature you thought you’d dreamt alive, sitting around looking at you. You sit up fast.

“What the-Sorry.” In your haste to sit up and get a better look at the things before you, the koala on top of you fell off of you and onto the floor below. Feeling guilty for practically throwing the poor thing, you reach down to help him back up. But your thrown completely off guard when you see that his ears have fallen right off of his head. You scream, “Oh my god! What the hell is going on?!”

The blue, yellow, and red one looks to you and begins trying to explain what’s happening, but everything he says seems to be in another language that you have no knowledge of. It’s enough to spur even more shock out of you.

You shake your head trying to gain some of your sanity back, “What are you saying? What are you guys?!”

Next to her, the Alpaca with the bandana begins walking to you with your phone in his hand. He has a sweet smile - he shouldn’t have a smile at all, but that’s not important at the moment - but the fact that he’s been using your phone is concerning.

“How did you get into my phone?!” You ask accusingly. First they break into your home, break your things, and now they’re using your phone?! You’re absolutely livid until the alpaca before you turns the phone off and grabs your hand to use the thumbprint. He gives you a smile before returning to what he was doing in the first place, and you’re suddenly left feeling sorry for yelling.

“Oh…” Is all that you say. You wait and watch what he -or she - continues searching until they’ve found what they’re looking for. So, when he turns and shows you a video of them with a group of real people, you grow a little softer. You can’t help but wonder, ‘Are they lost?’ Korea is a long way to travel, and your knowledge of Korean is limited to the small phrases your college roommate had taught you.

“Would you understand me better in Korean?” You ask, iffy on your pronunciation. Thankfully, the dog shakes his head slowly, his floppy ears twisting around his head until they fall back to his side where they had started. You nod in understanding, but it does little to calm your nerves. “Why are you here? How did you all get here? Will you get off of that?!”

In the corner of your eye, you’d kept seeing the pink bunny moving around. But it was the last straw when he began hanging off of your potted plant by your balcony door like it was a swing. His ears droop and his happy grin turns into a disappointed pout as he hops down. The horse hops down from your loveseat and waddles over to the slightly open window to point out the window you keep open just enough for Mr. Whiskey.

You shake your head in disappointment. You knew this situation would come to light sooner or later, but this exact situation wasn’t what you were expecting, Either way, these...things couldn’t stay. “You all need to go home.”

Around the room, there seems to be an unspoken sadness that each one of them holds, enough to let you know that they aren’t lost at all. These poor little things left their friends because they wanted to...

“Why don’t you want to go home? They’re you’re friends, right?” You ask. It wasn’t as if they could answer your questions in depth, but it was worth a shot to gain an understanding.

The alpaca takes your phone again, asking for your thumbprint so he can get into it again. He types away, taking his time so he can do everything correctly. You’re surprised when your phone speaks the words he wants to say, “Friends don’t want us for Christmas.”

It was sad, but you knew how that felt to an extent. But if they were anything like you, it was them that didn’t want to be with friends for the holiday. You sugh, “I doubt that’s true.”

The small cookie that you thought you’d definitely dreamt up climbs up the alpaca and takes the phone right out of his hands. It’s almost unreal when he begins typing, and you’re even more shocked at what plays from your phone. “Friends abandoned us because they don’t like us and we’re not cool to be around and they’re embarrassed of us those apples. apples. apples. Apples.”

“Well, you need to go back whether you want to or not! They’re your friends, and they’re going to be worried about you. They love you…” You say, trying to explain the importance of them going home. Sure they may not feel welcome, but that doesn’t mean they should just...not...go.

Yeah, maybe you all were more alike than you thought.

“My friends are looking for a friend to spend the holiday with.” A voice speaks up. You look up just in time to see another creature - half grey and white, round head, and ‘x’ and ‘o’ for eyes - smash the rest of your window and enter on its own. Being your second surprise of the day, you do the next logical thing.

You pass out again.

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Back home - in Korea - the boys are waking up to begin parting ways. Jimin and Jeongguk were the first two to wake up as they needed to travel all the way to Busan for Christmas. All is the same, nothing unusual compared to what they’re used to. Then again...nothing unusual was completely unusual itself. Normally, Shooky or Kooky would be making a fuss in the kitchen by now with RJ making something to eat while ignoring them.

“Have you seen Cookie?” Jeongguk asks, poking a hole in the banana milk he took from the fridge.

Jimin shakes his head, taking a bite out of the toast he made, “He wasn’t sleeping with you last night?”

“No, I thought he was upset with me.” The younger explains. He sighs, remembering how uset the bunny was yesterday. He hoped by now that he wouldn’t be upset anymore, but it looked like he was still not happy with him by any means.

Jimin shrugs, taking another bite of his breakfast, “Chimmy didn’t want to sleep with me either.”

“Don’t you want to say goodbye though?” Jeongguk asks.

“Yeah, but we can’t force them to talk to us if they’re unhappy.” Jimin stands up from his chair and puts his plate in the sink. Passing Jeongguk, he places a hand on his shoulder, “They’ll be fine in a few days. As soon as we get back from vacation.”

“Yeah, okay.”

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After waking up for a third time, you’ve calmed down quite a bit. Now, the only thing you’re worried about is getting these rowdy creatures out of your home and back to their own. You sat on your couch scrolling through plane tickets trying to find the cheapest one possible to Korea. Van and the others had already tried to help you fly back the way they had flown to you, but you vetoed that idea before you got dropped.

Now, it was just a matter of time before you’d have to figure out how to get these boys back to their boys. The first step is the plane ticket, but the second step is finding where exactly these boys lived. Why you had to go made no sense at all, but these little nuisances wouldn’t let you out of it or they’d stay - how they threatened you using your phone.

The whole notion was absurd to you, buying a plane ticket just to return 7 - or 8 - rowdy little creatures that you weren’t really sure were what you thought they were back to South Korea where they live with the most popular boy band in the world. They were only guarded by high end security, and they were only followed by millions of women everywhere.

Not a problem at all.

Now, sitting in your seat next to RJ and Chimmy - who are dressed up in a trench coat pretending to be human - while the others are hidden in your carry ons or on the strange duo next to you, you try to relax while you wait to land. This was the craziest thing you’ve ever done, and there was no way this would actually work. There couldn’t be any possible way for this to work.

But it had to.

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The door to the dorms slams shut, alerting the boys who didn’t have the chance to leave yet that Jimin had returned. He was already in Busan by the time Namjoon called him to tell him the news and he was pissed to know his plans had been changed for him.

“Well, ‘hello’ to you too.” Yoongi teases, getting comfortable in his seat before they would have to leave.

“Don’t talk to me right now.” Jimin glares at him, taking a seat on the couch opposite from him.

Namjoon sighs, “Look, I know this is inconvenient bu-”

“Inconvenient? I only told my whole family I’d be home this year.” Hoseok laughs, slightly pissed himself.

“It’s just one performance.” Namjoon sighs.

“One performance that we have four days to prepare for and no heads up that we shouldn’t tell our families to expect us for the holiday.” Yoongi argues.

“Guys, please…” The leader begs.

Jeongguk sighs, “Namjoon, there is no way you are not upset about this.”

“I’m upset too, but what more can we do?” He asks.

“Fight! Yell! Argue!” Jimin says.

“Then why haven’t you?” Namjoon asks in retaliation. Jimin looks at him with the last bit of rage he has left before downcasting his eyes. “Exactly…”

“Have you guys seen TaTa?” Taehyung asks, changing the subject.

Jin sighs, rubbing his face with his hands, “I haven’t seen any of them since Guk scared them off.”

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“I swear to God, little horse man, come out of that bathroom right now!” You yell, banging on the bathroom door. You’d gotten off your plane about an hour ago and grabbed an uber, keeping the boys hidden. But as much as you wanted to get them home, you also wanted to sleep. Now, you were banging on the bathroom door of your hotel trying to get the little rascal to come out. “I have to pee!”

The others were doing their own things: The cookie, the bunny, and the alpaca watching TV on the floor, the heart dude was drawing on the notepads the hotel had, the koala was sleeping on the couch, and the dog was jumping up and down on your bed instead of his own that most of them would be sharing. You just wanted to pee, was that too much to ask? You wanted to spend Christmas in your own bed with no one else - Well, not really, but they didn’t know that - but no one seemed to get that.

The bathroom door opens and the little horse comes waddling out with toilet paper on his foot, adjusting his apparent mask that you had no idea he had.

Yeah, you just needed to pee and get some rest at this point.

----

Despite the inconvenience of having to go in and learn a new performance in time for Christmas, it was still a relief to be able to come home to their own beds. Despite the rough hours of rehearsal and the want to be with family again, it was nice to be with friends they could all consider family.

Only, they were missing pieces of their little family.

“When are they going to come back?” Taehyung asks, cuddling further into Jimin.

The older boy sighs deeply, “I don’t know.”

“I’m getting worried.” Hoseok admits, pausing his scrolling on his phone.

“What if they never come back?” Jeongguk asks, mindlessly playing with the pillow on his lap.

Namjoon sighs, “They will. We just have to be patient.”

“I just miss them so much.” Taehyung whines.

“Isn’t there a way to make this go faster?” Jin asks.

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“Can we go any faster?” You ask the uber driver while your stuck in traffic. According to your GPS, the address the alpaca put in for you was only a few blocks away, but this traffic was putting you an hour behind.

The man sighs, this being the 3rd time you’ve asked him, “Ma’am, I’m stuck in traffic.”

Your leg starts bouncing, becoming inpatient the longer you sit here. You’re too close to just be sitting here. You shake your head and grab the door handle, “We’ll get out here.” You and the boys exit the car and start your journey to the Hanam Hills Estate, trying your best to get there before the snow comes down. You push through even when Shooky and Koya crawl onto your back to sleep peacefully while the rest of you trek further and further. It’s only when you get to the security gate do you realize that is an impossible mission.

You stop before the box, already knowing this was a dead end, “How am I supposed to get in there?! There’s no way they’re going to let me in there when I’m not-” You pause your rant when you see the bunny bumping fists with the security guard, as well as the alien and the dog. He lets them pass and the others follow. So you, with the other two on your back, nod to the guard as you pass.

“I’m with them…” You nod, using the best Korean you can as you pass. You follow behind blindly, thanking yourself for wearing boots and not sneakers as you pass every unknown celebrity home with strange creatures that apparently know people well. And then you come to a tall building where the others have stopped, waiting for you to catch up.

“Is this really it?” You ask, staring ahead at the building above you. The boys push forward towards the door and you follow, climbing up two flights of stairs before you make it to another door. Your heart boy extends his limbs - another skill you didn’t know he had - and he rings the doorbell three times before returning to his form.

This was it.

They were home.

They didn’t need you anymore.

“Well, I got you boys back so I’ll just be going.” You say, ready to get out of there when the alien himself grabs onto you and holds you in place. You squirm in his hold, “Hey, let me go, you crazy alien!”

“Hello?” The door opens and your met with a tall man sporting shorts and a white, mario graphic tee. His confusion turns to happiness when he realizes just who is in front of him. He immediately runs to your alpaca friend, “You’re home!”

You hear other voices from behind him in the home. “They’re back?”

“Chimmy!”

“Mang!”

The group that you had seen your boys with appears right in front of your eyes, each one smiling wide at the sight of their friends coming home. To think that they thought they were embarrassed by them. They looked like they were in love with them.

One of them looks directly at your little alien, and then looks to you attached to him. Him nod, “Hey.”

“This is (Y/n).” You scream at the sudden intrusion of the robot, holding on tight to the creature that just won’t let you go. You weren’t used to this. How could anyone get used to this? “She was lonely and needed our friends like they needed her.”

“Thank you for ratting me out to strangers.” You say, annoyed with the damn piece of technology. Looking to the men at the door looking back at you, you shrug, “So, maybe their presence wasn’t terrible, but I had to get them home where they belong...with you guys.”

The man in front of you smiles a boxy smile, throwing his arms open and pulling you into a hug similar to the one you’re already in. Only this one pulls you back and forth against your will.

“Taehyung, you’ll make her sick!” A voice calls.

“Hyung, you shouldn’t shake her that much.” Another scolds.

You sigh when the man stops shaking you, “Yeah, I should really get going anyways.”

“But you came all this way, you can’t just leave.” He argues. The alien around your neck nods and he laughs, “See? TaTa even wants you to stay.”

“TaTa? So, that’s your name, you little rascal.” You tease, shaking the creature attached to your hip. You smile, “It’s cute.”

TaTa smiles at you, only then deciding to slide off of you and join his friends who are already going inside to their home. The boys that they left, however, remain. The one that couldn’t keep his hands to himself smiles at you, “They really don’t want you to leave.”

You shake your head, “I don’t belong here, though.”

“Says who?” Another boy asks. He throws you a smile, and you see a peak of his dimples. “You should at least spend Christmas with someone.”

You don’t know what made you do it, the smiles, the pleas, or the rowdy little things at the door giving you puppy dog eyes, but you did it.

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Surprise Bitch - Part 4

Genre: Fluff

Word count: 2959

Warnings: None

Requested: No

Summary: Meet Haley, a girl who loves dancing and her youtuber brother, Alex. What happens when Alex invites 9 famous boys to surprise his sister in his upcoming video?

“Today I have something exciting planned for you all!” Alex continued his intro while Haley and the boys were ducked down to hide their faces from the cameras. “I may or may not have some special guests here with me. Please say hi guys.”

At this time, Haley and the boys shot their heads up and shouted several hi’s and hello’s.

“You guys all know my little sis, Haley.”

The girl winked and blew a kiss at the camera while Alex gestured towards the rest of his guests. “As for these guys, please introduce yourself.”

Chan counted down from three. “Hello! Step Out, we are Stray Kids!” The nine boys spoke in unison.

“Some of you must be wondering how the hell I managed to get these guys to do a video with us today. Honestly I’m still trying to figure that out myself” Alex laughed to himself. “Well you see, I noticed that Haley had been feeling down recently and I took it upon myself to figure out the best way to cheer her up. I know how much she enjoys making videos with me, but I wanted to kick it up a notch. So I did my research and with a shit ton of begging to their manager, I succeeded in snagging these guys for a short amount of time. Haley is a huge fan of these guys and so I wanted to surprise her. I’ve been planning this for a while, so it’s been extremely hard to hide this from her. Today’s video is not only for you guys, but also for Haley.”

Haley just stared in awe while her brother finished his rant. She had no idea that he had noticed how her mood had dropped recently. Much less, to try and plan something nearly impossible just to make her feel better. As much as she wanted to kill him sometimes, she truly loved her brother and it was clear that the feeling was mutual.

“I’d hug you but you’re in the other car”

Alex just laughed at Haley and said, “That’s okay, Chan can hug you for me.”

Immediately the aussie threw his arms around her and squeezed tightly. “Like this?” Chan smirked while Haley just grunted in response, trying to wiggle free from his death grip.

“He said hug me not kill me” Haley straightened out her shirt while the rest of the boys laughed in response.

Turning back towards the camera, Alex continued, “Considering the guests that we have today, I decided that carpool karaoke would be the perfect fit for this video.” Proceeding to explain the rules, the boys sat back and listened while Haley waited nervously for the game to begin.

“Shall we get this shit started?” Alex asked to anyone. Of course, Felix took it upon himself to reply.

“We shall.” The two fist bumped.

“Alright Haley, I’ve already connected your radio to mine, so I’ll be the one who controls the music. I’m just going to put our playlist on shuffle, and we’ll go from there. You can control the volume but that’s it.” Haley just gave a thumbs up.

“I’ll lead so you just follow me.” Alex looked at the camera, “just so you guys know, we haven’t planned a specific route. We’re just driving to wherever.”

Connecting his phone and pulling up the playlist, Alex double checked everything and everyone before putting the car in drive to get on the road.

However Haley made no effort to move. Too scared for the activity to begin, she snapped out of her trance when Chan waved a hand in front of her face. “You good there?”

“Oh me?” Haley put the car in drive and followed to catch up with Alex. “Yeah i’m good.”

“Remember, loser buys dinner. Winner’s choice.” Alex stated before hitting play.

The first few notes of Illusion by ATEEZ had begun playing before Alex screamed. Despite the song being in Korean, Alex still sang along as much as he could, with his team hyping him up. Of course, earning the first point of the game.

This was certainly going to be an amusing car ride.

Already knowing that Chan was the culprit for the next song, Haley just rolled her eyes as Old Town Road begun playing.

Yeahhhh

I’m gonna take my horse to the old town road

I’m gonna ride til I can’t no more

Chan continued to belt out the lyrics, dancing wildly in the passenger seat, earning odd stares from the passing cars.

One point for Haley’s team.

Songs continued to play one after the other while each team earned more points. Haley knew almost every song but was too afraid to speak up, deciding that humming and nodding her head along would have to do. At one point, Dance the Night Away by TWICE had played and all of Stray Kids broke out in dance, effectively shaking both cars in the process.

Thirty minutes had already passed and almost everyone had participated. While the others would burst into song, Haley stayed quiet as a mouse, hoping and praying that they wouldn’t make her play. She was perfectly content with just being the chauffeur.

Unfortunately, Alex had other plans.

“Hals, you’re going to have to join in at some point or your team automatically loses.”

Haley’s eyes grow wide as her grip tightens on the steering wheel. Frantically shaking her head, “I will literally do anything if you don’t make me do this.”

“I’m sorry but no. Play or your team buys dinner.”

“I’ll buy you a cat.” Haley attempted to bargain.

Alex actually thinks her offer over before quickly shaking his head. “Nice try but it’s still a no. Our apartment doesn’t even allow animals dumbass.”

Feeling defeated, Haley slumped further into her seat knowing it was useless to argue with Alex, who was so determined to torture her.

A couple more songs played, including the boys’ song District 9 which had the boys practically screamed the words rather than singing along, before a familiar song begun to play. The beginning notes of GOT7’s Lullaby played out as Hyunjin was preparing to sing along. Singing the first few words in Korean, Hyunjin abruptly stopped after he realized that something wasn’t right.

This wasn’t Korean, it was English.

Alex smirked while looking at Haley through the monitor who appeared like she was about have a mental breakdown.

And he was right. On the inside, Haley was freaking out because Alex knew that she knew the words and he was expecting her to sing. But how could she do that when there were nine other boys present? She’d only end up humiliating herself in front of the people that she admired most. She’d tried so hard to avoid this, but it was clear Alex wasn’t going to allow that. As much as she didn’t want to embarrass herself, she also didn’t want to let her team down, especially since they were already losing.

Stealing a glance at her brother, who was already looking at her, she tightened her grip and took a deep breath before opening her mouth.

It’s crazy how you can make me

Forget what I’ve been doin’

Oh it’s a problem and growin’ more and more each day

Girl whisper your sweet nothings in my ear

Cause every word can speak to my soul

It’s outta my control

At this point, all eyes were on Haley.

Mouths hanging open in shock as they continued to listen. Haley, however, did her best to avoid eye contact with anyone.

Oh when you say my name

It sounds like a song

And I’d listen all day long

Oh I don’t understand it

But I can’t turn it off

Baby don’t ever stop

Haley decided to take a chance and looked to her right. What she didn’t expect was for Chan to have the biggest grin on his face as he watched the girl sing along. Glancing up at the rearview mirror, Seungmin and Changbin watched in amazement while Jisung stared back, eyes full of love. From the other car, the rest of the guys continued to watch in awe. Feeling a bit more confident, Haley sang out the chorus much louder than before.

Sweet talk to me babe

It’s magical

Sweet lullaby

Oh it’s so hypnotizin’

Sweet talk to me babe

It’s magical

I wanna hear you sing it every night

I can’t help this feelin’

Like I know your secrets

Hope it lasts forever, I want it, I want it

Whisperin’ so gently

Eyelids getting’ heavy

Make it last forever, I want it, I want it

As the song came to an end, the only sound that could be heard was Haley’s heavy breathing. Beginning to panic, Haley ignored everyone’s stares, waiting for the embarrassment to settle in until someone broke the silence.

“Holy shit” Felix was the first to speak up.

“You mean to tell me this is what we’ve been missing out on this entire car ride?” Chan added.

Haley looked over at Chan confused.

“Haley that was amazing” Seungmin complimented.

“If you think that was good, you should see her dance” Alex blurted out, making Haley’s eyes go wide.

“You can dance?” Minho asked the girl.

“I’m going to kill you” Haley threatened as she attempted to turn the music up louder to block out Alex, but he just paused the music and continued on. “She has a YouTube channel too. She posts dance covers but it’s all anonymous, so no one finds out that it’s her.”

Haley swore to herself that as soon as they got back to the apartment, she would kick his ass. “That was supposed to be between you and I ONLY.”

“I really don’t know why you’re so afraid Hals. You’re fucking talented.” Alex encouraged her. “Stop hiding it.”

Haley went to open her mouth to argue back but no words came out. It wasn’t that she wanted to hide her talents. It was that she was too afraid of not being good enough. With posting her covers online, she always hid her face with a mask, so no one knew who she was. She could just be the girl who danced.

“You should show them your cover of My Pace.”

At the mention of their song, the boys began shouting. “You know our song?” “Do you know anything else?” “You have to show us.” “Please Haley.”

Haley was about to reject their request but then she looked over at Chan, then at Seungmin, Changbin, and Jisung. Each boy stared back at Haley with literal puppy eyes, begging for her to do it.

What am I supposed to do? Say no? Haley thought to herself before she sighed. “Fine, okay I’ll show you.”

At that, everyone began cheering.

“We should probably get back to the game. Our team is still ahead nine points and we still have a while to drive.” Alex mentioned before hitting play again, the next song beginning.

No one expected what happened next.

Alex should have never forced Haley to sing because no doubt, they would have won. However, now that Haley had broken out of her shell, it was basically over for the other team as she knew just about every song that had played.

Talk by Khalid? One point.

Boy with Luv by BTS? Two points.

Easier by 5 Seconds of Summer? Three points.

Likey by TWICE? Earning her team point after point, Haley’s team quickly caught up to the other team.

Alex was conflicted between being upset because his team was now losing and happy that his sister finally opening herself up to someone other than him. He watched proudly as Haley sang her heart out.

Deciding to step it up a notch, Alex wanted to show the boys one more thing. While being stopped at a stoplight, he pulled up the playlist and looked for a specific song to play next. After finding it, he added it to the queue and waited for the current song to end. “Haley” Alex quickly spoke up and winked at the girl as he gained her attention.

DDAENG by BTS began playing through the speakers as Haley just smirked at Alex, the other boys not aware of what was about to happen. Having done this many times, as this was Alex and Haley’s song, Alex started it off.

Ilpal ilsam sampal ddaeng

U wrong me right jal bwa ddaeng

Haggyojong ullyeola brr brr ddaeng

Ya ibeon saeng-eun geulleoss-eo neon ddaeng

Alex continued to rap J-Hope’s part while Haley rapped the background vocals.

Hibhab? (ddaeng)

Rap style? (ddaeng)

Gyang laebpeo (ddaeng)

Bangtan (ddaeng)

Haley prepared to take over as Suga’s part was coming up next.

Rapping her heart out, she threw her hands around to add emphasis to the song. All the boys could do was stare in shock and amazement, wondering how the girl was able to rap so easily, especially when it was in a different language. Watching their teammate, Chan, Seungmin, Changbin and Jisung joined in to hype the girl up, only adding to the excitement.

As RM’s part begun, Alex and Haley rapped together, alternating between lines as they rapped back and forth to each other. The other boys quieted down as they switched between watching the siblings. It was obvious to anyone that they did this quite often with the two already knowing who would sing which part.

The song neared to an end as Haley and Alex attempted to catch their breath.

“Which team gets that point?” Felix wondered as everyone just looked at each other.

“Well considering I set that up, we just won’t count it.” Alex responds as the playlist resumes back to normal. “We’re tied for points now. How about we just do five more songs? It’s getting close to dinner time and I don’t know about you guys but I’m starving.” Deciding that it was a good plan, everyone became more determined to win, not wanting to have to buy food for the other.

With just five songs left, Alex was the first to steal the point for BTS’s Mic Drop Remix, putting his team in the lead again.

As the next song played, Chan, Changbin, and Jisung perked up instantly when they heard ZONE, a 3RACHA song. Jisung beginning with his part, Chan prepared to sing his part but was quickly interrupted by Haley.

I look up ahead, nobody, nobody can’t stop me

I’ll show you the way so follow my, follow my lead, ayy

Joining in with Haley, Chan finished his part as the chorus neared, Haley and the boys bounced to the song.

Can’t you see I’m in my zone

The song came to an end as the three boys high-fived Haley, “Another point for us.”

Beautiful by Crush played next as Woojin stole the third point. If she wasn’t driving, Haley would’ve closed her eyes so she could focus solely on the boy’s soothing voice. Both cars had calmed down due to the slow song and Woojin’s soft voice.

However that didn’t last long as the song switched to DAY6’s Shoot Me, immediately Seungmin turned full fanboy as he shouted every word and danced along wildly, making Changbin try to move as far away from the boy as possible in order to avoid getting hit. Fourth point going to Haley’s team.

With only one song left, both teams were tied with twenty-nine points. Everyone waited anxiously for the final song to play, wondering who would be the one to steal the last point.

The moment she heard the opening chords of Dimple by BTS, Haley stole a quick glance at the others, noticing that Minho was about to sing. Not on my watch she thought to herself before beating Minho to it.

While all eyes were on her, Haley continued to sing, trying her best not to stumble over the words. Thirty seconds had passed, effectively earning the last point and making her team win the game, but Haley continued to sing. Dimple was one of her favorite songs simply because of Jungkook’s high note at the end of the song and damn if she wasn’t going to sing the entire song.

Soon enough, the bridge began and Jungkook’s high note was up next. Taking a deep breath, Haley sang along, hitting the note perfectly, making everyone, even Alex, go wide-eyed at the girl. A little in shock herself, Haley grinned brightly as the song came to an end.

Then the cheering begun. “I can’t believe we won!” Jisung shouted.

“If it wasn’t for Haley, we wouldn’t have been able to.” Chan nudged the girl’s shoulder.

“Pretty sure it’s the other way around. You guys did most of the work.” Haley explained.

“I nearly lost it when you started rapping ZONE with us.” Both Jisung and Chan agreed with Changbin, causing Haley’s cheek to turn deep red.

“Guys” Seungmin interrupted his teammates. “You’re forgetting that they have to buy us dinner now.”

At the mention of food, everyone went silent.

“Where should we go?” Woojin asked.

“I saw a restaurant about 10 minutes ago. I think it was called Paradise Wings?” Jeongin mentioned.

“No. Absolutely not.” Haley quickly shuts down the idea.

“Why not?” Minho wondered.

“I’d rather not eat at the same place that I work at.”

“You work at Paradise Wings?” Changbin asked the girl.

“She’s been waitressing there for 2 years.” Alex added.

“I think Haley should be the one who chooses.” Jisung announces, “considering she won.”

About to argue with the boy, Alex interrupts Haley before she gets the chance. “If we’re letting her choose then I already know what she wants.”

Nine heads turn towards Alex, “and that is?” Felix asked the boy.

“Korean barbeque” Alex and Haley said in unison.

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