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en-geneisaxx · 2 days

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𝒲𝑒𝒷𝒷𝑒𝒹 𝑒𝓃𝓉𝒶𝓃𝑔𝓁𝑒𝓂𝑒𝓃𝓉𝓈

𝑷𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈: 𝑺𝒑𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒎𝒂𝒏!𝑯𝒐𝒐𝒏 𝒙 𝒇𝒆𝒎!𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓

🄵🄴🄰🅃🅄🅁🄸🄽🄶: ᴇɴʜʏᴘᴇɴ, ʏᴇᴏɴᴊᴜɴ ᴏғ ᴛxᴛ

E̶n̶e̶m̶y̶s̶ 𝚝𝚘 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬, 𝕾𝖚𝖕𝖊𝖗𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖔 𝖆𝖚.

Ｗａｒｎｉｎｇｓ: ｌａｎｇｕａｇｅ

𝑇𝑎𝑔𝑔𝑖𝑛𝑔: @jaylaxies @pockettwinzz @diorsyun @rinbowaman @heeslomll @hoonieshoneymain

sʏᴘɴᴏsɪs: Sunghoon is quite a confusing man. He's the renowned spiderman that's keeping its identity a question, but he is also quite a mean guy to a certain lady. But, your natural charms had a go at him, and now he's looking at you at a different persepective: someone he could spend his forever with. It'll take time though, from pain to growth, but rest assured, he's quite a lover.

ʅιƙҽʂ, ɾҽႦʅσɠʂ αɳԃ/σɾ ϝσʅʅσɯιɳɠ ɱҽ ɯιʅʅ Ⴆҽ ɱυƈԋ αρρɾҽƈιαƚҽԃ!!

Part 1: Meeting her...

Dividers by @dollywons!!

Sunghoon's successfully survived the start of his Uni life with the help of his friends, Jake and Jay. It was time for chemistry, and neither did your nor Sunghoon expect this to be the fateful encounter, and a start of a blossoming relationship.

The trio sat in the back, especially in a corner, knowing that the professor wouldn't look so high up. They were busy judging girls, and were disgusted when a few thought they could really have a chance with them, using their 'cute manner'. To Sunghoon, it was just faces scrunched up in weird positions, and annoying high-pitched voices that secretly let out their inner whore.

Ah, then came a beauty that had no intention of boasting her divine looks, someone gentle and innocent. It seems she didn't have a person she knew, coming in and sitting alone, silently, three benches to the back. She did everything so gracefully, like as if it was something she always does. Maybe he could have a shot at talking to her, hoping she won't bite.

Once class ended, Sunghoon packed his bag in a hurry, glancing every few seconds in case you were leaving. To his delight, you were still organising your bag, giving him the oppurtunity to talk.

"Umm, hi.." Sunghoon knew how awkward it felt. He may be loud, but he was an Introvert, limiting his ability to speak up.

You felt you should continue it on, seeing how shy he was, he's probably panicking that you were going to ignore him. He was very handsome as well, encouraging you to continue this new meeting.

"Hi...nice to meet you." You can't lie, your heart was going to explode when you saw his smile, eyes with a sparkle of hope.

"I-I'm Sunghoon!" He squirmed at the fact he stuttered, thinking it made him look absolutely pathetic.

(Cute..) You thought, starting to become more delusional by the second. Could he possibly like you? Why was he stuttering? In any case, it would be nice making a friend.

"I'm Y/n...Y/n L/n" You chuckled, seeing the way a pink tint began to reveal on his bread cheeks.

Jake and Jay hanged about in the corner, amused by this sudden conversation. Sunghoon wasn't the type to initiate one with a stranger, giving them the idea he may have fallen for her. Why wouldn't he though? She was very pretty, and looked like she was wife material.

"So uh, do you wanna hang out with us..? I-I'm gonna go get some lunch then uh..walk around.." He honestly didn't know what to do with such a woman, because he wanted to give his all.

"That would be nice, I'll go pack up!" You flashed him a smile, assuring him that you were excited about this.

You and Sunghoon just decided to walk around campus, gifted with a beauiful, sunny weather and vibrant colours of green and orange on mother nature. When people eyed you both down, you figured it was just Sunghoon's perfection. Turns out, this whole time your arms were linked together, giving anyone the impression that you were a couple. It looked unreal, for you both were gorgeous.

You guys just exchanged things about life in general, from talking about favourite foods to the most embarassing moments, you two almost shared it all: almost. Sunghoon got way too comfortable with you, sharing many things that had happened in his life. He only snapped back into reality when you asked what he does. He needed to make something believeable, and quick. 'Entertainment'...AH!

"Oh, I'm just a singer and dancer that's payed good money, I also do a bit of modelling here and there." He laughs it off in an attempt to make it look casual.

You weren't suprised, his good looks would've carried him if he was part of the entertainment industry.

Today seemed like it was in Sunghoon's favour, bell ringing to cut off any possibilty of her asking to come around.

"Oh, shoot! What class have you got next?" Sunghoon asked, feeling a bit panicked as Jake and Jay were nowhere to be seen.

"I think we have the same class, let's just go." Dragging Sunghoon, who looked like a lost puppy.

"How was your date with Miss Y/n L/n?" Mocked Jake, rubbing his shoulders with Sunghoon.

"Do you know where she lives?" Asked Jay, cringing at Jake's faces.

"Why d'you ask?" Grunted the youngest, shoving Jake off him.

"If you like her, protect her." Stated the eldest of the trio, making Sunghoon sprint to you, because it's not time to swing about just yet. Geez, Jay's so damn smart.

"H-hey! Y/n!" Sunghoon called out, a slight pant coming out his lips. You liked seeing Sunghoon, and you trusted him.

"What's up, Hoon?" He bit his lip at the nickname, loving you as each second passes.

"Uhh, can I walk you home?" Shit, why did he have to be perfectly positioned in the sunlight, like as if you were meeting an angel in heaven.

You couldn't deny him, and, you pretty much wanted it. You took your time packing your things, so that you could be one of the last people, and less interference.

"Yeah, maybe you could protect me..." You muttered while running away, "OR THOSE MUSCLES ARE FAKE AND ARE ONLY ON DISPLAY!!"

That hurt his pride, and boy, the time at the gym was worth it.

Jay and Jake shared one mind at this point:

"He's down bad."

#en-geneisaxx #enhypen #fyp #enhypen sunghoon #engene #kpop #enha #fanfic #enhypen jay #enhypen jake #park sunghoon ff #sunghoon x reader #sunghoon x y/n #enhablr

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lunarbreaksblog · 6 months

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Hi! if the request/ask is open, if so, could you do of tfp, with human (gn! or f!) Reader? Romantic/Platonic

This Human's a cinnamon roll, somewhat naive/innocent (and has similar personality/backstory of Perrito from the Puss in Boots movie or Fluttershy from MLP). They're very motherly and being nurse/therapy-like friend and also a Pacifist yet can be passive-aggressive…

I just decided to do an Autobot version :)

Autobots with a Cinnamon roll!Gender neutral!Reader

You are an absolute cinnamon roll that the Autobots collectively decided to adopt. They might not know much about humans but can see the telltale signs, even if they are a different species from you— abuse is always the same.

The fact that you remain so naive and happy. That's what makes you special to them and the fact that you always try to help others.

Optimus prime:

Absolutely applauds you for everything you manage to do, loves your pacifism stance. Most importantly you know when pacifism doesn't work.

Loves helping you with things when has the time since you would do the same for him.

Basically you guys get on like a old 'but still very much in love' married couple

Ratchet:

He really does like you however your optimistic view annoy him at times but he appreciate your views, it gives me some glimmer of hope in this war.

Asks you questions about mental health since human mental health is basically cybertronian mental health— which he finds interesting on its own but learning more about humans seem to add more layers to your personality.

Is always sweet to you and raf❤

Bulkhead:

From his experience in the wreckers— he can see your masking since half the boys in the wreckers didn't have 'the greatest of mental healths'

Absolutely adores you tho, he's patient he'll wait for you to open up to him.

Likes to remind you that he is there for you.

Loves the fact that you try to nurse him sometimes.

Bumblebee;

Just like Bulkhead he adores you so much— with your motherly attitude, he loves chatting with you— telling you some of his problems or what things he found difficult that day.

You just listen and him your two cents every now and then, he loves it!

However he does notice how wrong somethings are whenever you talk about your childhood. He knows enough about what a childhood should be and what it shouldn't be

Arcee:

Is a little confused by you.

Shes annoyed on one hand with your naive nature but on the other hand— she gets it

She's also been done dirty by the universe and she can see it in you as well. The fact that you continue with your pacifism even when injured so badly— shes uncomfortable with it.

You are so much stronger than her.

The fact you let her talk to you about her issues and the fact that you listen and try to help!

She's going to protect you to the ends of the earth.

Feel free to request!

#tfp arcee #tfp #tfp ratchet #tfp optimus prime #tfp bulkhead #tfp bumblebee #transformers x reader #transformers #transformers prime #optimus prime #optimus prime x reader #bumblebee x reader #arcee x reader #bulkhead x reader #ratchet x reader #imagine #x reader

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lizzieisright · 4 months

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Moon peppers (1)

were!Abby x witch!reader

Summary: Abby runs away from her (former) pack and into your forest. You're not happy with your new (woods?)mate.

Tags: fantasy au, sloppy worldbuilding (fuck it we ball), fem!reader, alpha!abby, witch!reader (so not an omega), sentient forest, stubborn idiots in love who annoy each other.

A/N: This is basically God of War 2 x Witcher fics (i didn't watch it) x Tolkien x some of my original worldbuilding for my own stories x kinda omeraverse. I have no idea where this is going, but I'm having fun.

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Abby runs. Her speed is fueled by adrenaline and fear. She is hurt and her fur is so red from blood that it's impossible to see her sandy coat at all. Abby is not sure she will survive even if she somehow escapes Isaac and his dogs: she is getting dizzy and tired.

The Moon shines on her and Abby tries to see any path she can follow and shake Isaac off, but Abby knows the smell of her blood is so prominent nothing will hide her.

If Abby was in human form she'd have probably given up by now, but she is a wolf now and her instincts push her forward, push her into survival, no matter what it will take. So Abby keeps running through the fields, hearing Isaac’s wolves from every direction as if they're circling her. Abby speeds up, not feeling her wounds, and follows the Moon.

The Moon shines on the dark tall forest: it looks intimidating. Any other time Abby would avoid this forest because she is not insane, she can feel this forest is not just woods. This forest is alive and will swallow her if she goes inside, but between her former pack trying to tear her apart and slowly getting killed by the forest, Abby chooses the forest.

She can't be sure it will kill her anyway: nature is odd and has a mind of its own. But her packmates will kill her, there's no doubt.

And all for what? For her standing up for her friends who refused to kill innocent people so their pack would have more resources? Isaac really didn't like hearing his killings and raids are nothing more than cruelty and despotism than any kind of holy war on humans who hate werewolves and want them dead.

(Humans rarely care as long as you stay human around them and don't go on a rampage.)

So Isaac wanted to make an example out of them. Abby held off while others escaped - she is the strongest in the pack and can take a few wolves at once in the fight - but then she had to escape as well.

And now she is getting closer to the edge of the woods and her heart is trembling from anxiety. She has no idea what will happen when she crosses the line, but if her pack follows her, the forest won't be kind to them either.

So Abby takes a deep breath and runs into the forest.

Inside the forest Abby hears nothing. Well, she hears rustling and can feel the wind, but there is no sign of the outside world. Her ears can't pick up on the footsteps of her pack that were deafening when she ran. No smell of them either, no heartbeats, nothing. As if they just disappeared. It's uncanny and Abby is scared, but nothing comes at her.

Abby cautiously goes on a trail in front of her - she is not questioning this, this forest is weird - and her tiredness catches up with her. Her paws are barely moving but she pushes herself forward anyway, trusting this place to guide her since it didn't go hostile immediately. Abby looks back just to be sure and yes, the trail is still there, the forest isn't tricking her.

Her heart is still beating crazy, but she feels safe from the chase and doesn't try to run anymore. The trail leads her to the river which shines strangely - or that what Abby thinks until she sees this is just the Moon reflecting in the water. Abby lies on the shore and laps at the water until her thirst goes away - she doesn't turn into a human, too weak and too scared: the wolf is stronger and heals faster. She feels so tired, she lost so much blood it scares her, she feels like she is very close to death now, but somehow Abby finds some strength to quickly bathe in the river and clean her injuries.

She is also hungry, but she just can't. Abby sniffs around and catches some damp smell that feels like the inside of the cave and she follows it. There's indeed a den, probably used by a bear before, but the scent of it is so weak it's not coming back. So Abby curls around herself and falls asleep, trying not to think about not waking up ever again.

The woodpecker starts knocking on the trees and you try to ignore it, but then the sun shines through your window and this is it, no sleep for you. You huff half-heartedly, but you don't mind forest's games. Sometimes they're grumpy and you wake up in a damp hot fog that clots your lungs, so the annoying woodpecker is not bad at all.

The morning is beautiful: it's quiet, sunny and warm, even though the summer is ending. Probably this is why the woods are in a sweet mood - they're already mourning, which means they're celebrating the beginning of something new.

This is the last day of the full moon and you plan on collecting some of the flowers that bloom only under the moonlight. It's not your favourite activity, since it's so dark and this forest is living its own life - they don't really care if there is a witch or not and if this witch is alive or not, you're just a passing in their lifetime.

Useful passing though - you know the woods like you because you keep them clean and healthy when they can't; you keep the passing people from hurting them and the villagers from exploiting them.

You've lived in the village for a few years before moving here - the call of the forest was too strong, and the times when you'd come to harvest some of the ingredients they wouldn't let you out. At first you thought they were mad at you - but then they saved your ass multiple times from animals (or, in one particular case, a werebear who really wanted to rip your throat out). So you went there for a few nights one time and lied in the bog, trying to connect with them - and they did, and told you they want you to be here. So you stayed, knowing better than arguing with a sentient forest.

The villagers were not super happy about losing their witch to the forest, but you visit them almost every other day, healing people and getting food in return, or clothes or anything which is available to your patients. They rarely come to you - they're wary of the woods, since some people got lost there and some only returned after a week, almost driven mad. The forest is not some kind of god or deity, their mood changes with wind, and by the end of the day, they really don’t care who gets hurt, unless they’re in the mood to save you. Or if they’re in the mood to kill you, then there’s no escape.

You get ready for the day, putting your salves and tinctures in your basket to head out to the village - there's always someone who is hurt and who needs some kind of help. Plus, sometimes it's nice to just be around people - and around your people, since this village is not entirely human. There's a dwarf and an elf who live close by - you have no idea why they're here, especially since the elf comes from an important old family, she is not just a peasant. But you don't ask questions, and they don't ask you questions about your past.

You leave the forest at noon and walk to the village, enjoying the weather and the sun that warms you. Children see you and run towards you, putting their curious noses into your basket, so you spare some flower milk for them, since this is what they're looking for. They ramble about anyone who needs help and lead you to the houses. It's not a busy day, but you get stuck with an old lady whose back is hurting her.

“Wow.” You sigh when you feel the knots in her muscles. “What were you doing yesterday? Carrying rocks?”

“My grandson came to play. We ran around a bit, he jumped everywhere, such a naughty darling!” Mari laughs. “I felt like I was a young lass again.”

You chuckle at this and press at her muscles, releasing tension. Mari squeals and twitches in pain, but she is a tough lady, so you keep massaging her with a bit of magic to make her feel better.

You like lazy days - lazy days mean everyone is okay and you won't have to stand at another funeral: your magic is not some kind of miraculous cure, not for humans, anyway. It doesn't connect with them the way it connects with non-humans, so your help is still limited.

You go around, giving people some tinctures for the upcoming cold season - children are especially vulnerable during autumn, so you want to prevent their illnesses as best as you can.

The sun is slowly starting to set when you make it to Vi and Caitlyn’s house: it's on the edge of the village and it's odd. You don't know why, but looking at the clash of elven grace and dwarven coarseness makes you feel funny. It doesn't belong together, but then it does, and you always giggle when you visit them.

They're an odd pair as well: Caitlyn opens the door, elegant and tall, and hugs you.

“Oh, darling, I hope your day was easy on your heart.” Caitlyn speaks as if she only knows poetry, while...

“Well she doesn't look like shit today.” The short, buff Vi comes into your view and you laugh.

They don't belong together, but they do, and you can't help the flutter of your heart when you see Caitlyn caress Vi’s head gently, tracing her tattoos with her pretty fingers while Vi flexes her big biceps.

Caitlyn makes tea for you while Vi takes her special tincture (read: magic booze) from your basket.

“Best one yet, witch.” Vi smirks and sits next to you and Caitlyn. “Make me a few of them and I'll make you something nice.”

“Deal.” You do need a new dagger, and Vi is an amazing smith.

It's been a while since you visited them, so you spend the whole evening in their house, catching up, listening to Caitlyn's complaints - which they never sound like, because she is the most graceful person you know - and sharing your own struggles. Vi for the most part works in her workshop, but now and then she'd come and give you her thoughts as well.

You leave their house when the Moon is full and bright in the sky, and you make your way back to the forest.

They don't greet you this time, but you don't mind - the mood of the woods is not your business. You cast a spell that will lead you to the moon peppers and follow it carefully: you can see pretty well in the dark, but you don't want to fall with a full basket of elven treats and dwarven booze, and your new tunic from Mari.

Moon peppers - and they're not, in fact, peppers, they're flowers that look like peppers - are on the other end of the forest, and it takes you some time to finally get there, but you can't help your pleased gasp when you see them. The flowers shine in the moonlight, fully fluorescent - they're beautiful. You look up to the Moon and nod to her for her wonderful work.

You crunch in front of the bush and take your knife out, cutting the beautiful blooms - not only do they look nice, but moon peppers save the moon magic in them forever, and you can use them in truly powerful potions that can help with serious illnesses.

You cut almost all of the blooms when you hear rustling behind the bush, and you look curiously: usually it would be a hedgehog going on his way.

Then the bush gets separated in half and you freeze in terror.

You blink at the wolf.

The wolf blinks back.

You scramble to your feet, take your basket and start moving away slowly, not sure of the wolf's intentions. The eyes of the wolf are golden - it's a were - and it snarls at you, baring the sharp teeth.

Oh fuck no, you think as you swallow. Not fucking again.

The wolf growls and you don't need another cue, you run for your life - you don't know how lucid this werewolf is and you don't want to wait to find out; you have scars from the last encounter with a were and you're not eager to repeat it.

The wolf chases you, low growling is loud in your ears, but you know these woods and you pray they won't play you now as you run to your hut. Your lungs are on fire, but you only need to make it to the protective circle that the wolf won't be able to cross. The basket is clinking and you somehow make a spell to save the contents when you hear the wolf getting closer.

“Fuck off!” You yell, annoyed and terrified. “Leave me alone, wolf!”

The wolf just growls again and you hear it right behind you, so you send a pulse of magic to trip the wolf. It hurts, why the fuck does it hurt? You don't know and don't care right now, just running as fast as you can. You won't be able to take a werewolf in a fight - haven't been able for quite some time now - but you can slow it down. You hop over the branches like a trained horse, looking ahead and making shortcuts whenever you can, because your home is a long way from the moon peppers and your stamina is nothing compared to the stamina of a werewolf. The wolf however struggles to catch up, and you’re grateful - is it forest helping you or the wolf being stupid doesn’t matter.

You see the hut and speed up, crossing the line of your circle and immediately falling down on the ground, coughing out your own lungs. It takes a few seconds for the wolf to get to you, and it pounces - and even if you know it won't cross the circle, it's terrifying. You close your face instinctively and shriek in fear, but of course, nothing happens: the wolf smacks into the invisible wall and falls down. You use this moment to get up and run to your house, closing the door and casting a few spells just to be sure there's no weak spot in your shields. You walk to the window on your shaking legs, all covered in mud, and you look out. The wolf is circling your shields, growling and scraping the walls with its gigantic paws. It sees you and gets more aggressive, so you move away from the window and sit on the floor.

You're still panting, and even your shields don't make you feel better - last time the werebear broke them and maimed you until the forest actually intervened and dragged the bear away from you. It was nasty and took so long to heal, but the scarring was minimum - most of the injuries healed without a trace.

You calm down, your breathing is getting normal again, and you look at your basket with a bunch of moon peppers in it.

The wolf will not get away with it, you decide. You'll show it who is the boss here.

#abby anderson x reader #abby anderson x you #abby anderson #abby tlou #moon peppers

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sholangagaga · 10 months

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Wait I thought that everyone knew in canon that Bonnie was decommissioned?

This is gonna be a long answer so I'll put it under the cut. Very slight spoilers to an easter egg in Ruin

Apparently there's some confusion about this in the fandom but to reiterate to everyone who doesn't know; No one knows that Bonnie was shattered and is still within the Pizzaplex

No one.

Not the technicians, not Fazbear Entertainment, not the other animatronics.

To everyone in canon, Bonnie just up and disappeared one day under mysterious circumstances.

But Lonnie! you ask, your eyes innocent and wide. That doesn't make any sense! How could a giant 7ft robot disappear???

Well, according to what we learn in Ruin, he didn't actually disappear. We as the audience know where he is and know what happened to him. Everyone else? They have NO clue.

Your first key in to this is when Gregory first sees Vanny and tries to inform Freddy. To which Freddy responds with There are no rabbits at the Mega Pizzaplex. Not anymore.

We've already seen the animatronics go through hell and back and still be functioning. We've also see how FazEnt is REALLY unwilling to change or fully decommission animatronics because of how much it'll cost unless something impossible to cover up happens (Ie. the Missing Children Incident, The Bite of 83 and The Bite of 87)

As far as we knew, Bonnie hadn't done anything that drastic. None of the Glamrocks have, so what on earth could warrant him not only being fully decommissioned, but also completely wiped from the face of the Pizzaplex?

We get the answer to this question in bits and pieces throughout SB in the form of the dufflebag notices. There are two (three if you're annoying like me) very interesting ones that allude to Bonnie's fate.

Re-Theme, MISSING, and Monty Mischief

What do all of these have in common?

Well, they tell a story, albeit a very patchy one, but a story nonetheless.

Now, its important to note here that while Bonnie was still active (either as a band member or after his retirement) Monty Golf was very much an established attraction. This means that Monty wasn't made or pushed into the Pizzaplex to replace Bonnie outright. He was just another animatronic who spent his time in his own little place and did his own thing.

In Monty Mischief, we learn about how we're to stop Monty.

ERRANT BEHAVIOR REPORT - Monty didn't show up for the main stage performance again. We found him in the same place we always do, the catwalks over Monty Golf. We can't have a repeat of last month. Someone hit the hole in one and the hurricane bucket knocked him down. Both legs were broken and required emergency parts and service work.

Monty heads onto the catwalk every now and then, which is dangerous for him because the catwalks are prefaced by the blasters and Hurricane bucket. So, Monty is in danger of getting whacked off the catwalk and getting damaged.

In MISSING, we get our first clue into what happened to Bonnie on his final night active

SECURITY REPORT - 12:24AM - Bonnie is seen leaving his green room in Rockstar Row heading East towards the atrium. 2:40AM - Bonnie enters the East Arcade. 4:12AM - Bonnie enters Monty Golf.

Now this notice doesn't explain much. But once you look deeper into it, you start to find some odd tidbits within the notice that doesn't make much sense.

At nearly 12:30am, Bonnie left his green room and headed East towards the Atrium (which is the big squarish space in the center of the Pizzaplex) To explain it better cause the map is a big nondescriptive, the Atrium is that huge area with the main stage and all of the tables that leads to each attraction

Bonnie went EAST (or right) from Rockstar Row (which is the area right above the Atrium, where all of the animatronics themed rooms are) So assuming he was standing in his green room and he walked out, he would have walked down the rightmost path, where Roxy Raceway and Bonnie Bowl are located. (On the map, that would be the lefthand side. I know, that's confusing directions wise, but it would have been HIS right being the MAP'S left)

He went towards and entered the East Arcade (which would be Fazcade according to the map. The West Arcade is the Super Starcade)

Now, Bonnie left his room at 12:24 and got to the Fazcade at 2:40. That's almost 2 hours and 16 minutes of movement time.

Now we as the audience know that it doesn't take 2 and a half hours to clear a straight walking path. Gregory (and even Freddy) can clear that distance in less that 30 in game minutes. So what took Bonnie so long?

Normally I would say that maybe he was being stopped by kids or something, but this was well after closing. There shouldn't have been any kids or autograph opportunities, and unless Bonnie was walking at a snail's pace or in slow motion, it shouldn't have taken him so long to get to the Fazcade.

The next time stamp is even weirder. At 4:12am, Bonnie entered the Monty Golf (Directly across from Roxy Raceway on the righthand side of the map while below it is the Daycare)

It took Bonnie an extra 1 hour and 32 minutes to round the rest of the Pizzaplex (assuming he didn't stop and do something in the Fazcade) and end in the Monty Golf. And then from there, the name of the transmission is "missing" and there are no further time stamps, implying that Bonnie never left Monty Golf after that point and there are no further reads on his location.

So, he spent 3 hours and 48 minutes going to two specific points on the map only to vanish without a trace.

The next notice, Re-Theme, we get a bit of the aftermath of Bonnie's disappearance.

MANAGEMENT REPORT - The bowling alley needs a re-theme. While most of the Bonnie art was removed, kids keep asking, 'Where's Bonnie?' Do we have an officially approved response?

This is a notice from management themselves. Apparently, even though Bonnie hasn't been active for a while at this point, there still isn't a company approved response for WHERE he is. Not what happened to him, WHERE he could be. This means that after Bonnie entered Monty Golf according to the timestamp and never left, they must've searched the area and ended up being unable to find him, which led to them quickly changing gears and throwing Monty forward to take over. (Which is another discussion all together, I personally don't believe Monty hurt Bonnie, despite what the game wants you to believe)

In Ruin, we see what became of Bonnie and where he actually was after all of this time.

In the rundown Bonnie Bowl at the end of the alley, there's a sign that fell to block off the pin mechanisms against the alley wall. Deactivating all of the patpats (Wet Floor Signs) in the Ruin campaign will cause the sign to be removed, leading to a little rabbit (haha) hole. Going through the hole leads to a storage/recycling area for the bowling balls (I'm not bowling alley literate, its that machine that catches the balls and sends them back to the sleeve thing near the seating/scoring area so you can get your ball back)

And, laying there amidst the ruined machinery and surrounded by four patpats, is Glamrock Bonnie

He's apparently been there for a while, but he looks relatively untouched from the decay and ruination of the other animatronics (probably because he wasn't moving around and instead was completely stationary) ((some people mention how he seems to be missing his endoskeleton/major machinery but this post isn't about what happened to him/how he was shattered, this is just about his disappearance and subsequent location))

The fact that Bonnie has just been laying here, untouched, his only company being a few bear-eared patpats, means that NO ONE knew he was back here. If the technicians or FazEnt knew he was back here, they would have repaired him. And we KNOW that they could repair him from any state of disarray or damage because we've seen and heard of this happening before (Monty with his broken legs, Vanessa mentioning to Freddy how they can "slap his shell onto another endo" if he keeps misbehaving)

And even if Bonnie couldn't be repaired enough to take the main stage again, they could at least repair his shell or make him a permanent fixture at the Bonnie Bowl and complete retire him without leaving him in the back of a bowling alley to rot away.

Now how he got back there, I've got a few theories but again, that's another post for another day. But it's a bit sad to learn that Bonnie never really disappeared. He'd been injured in some way and went back to his home to basically die, and no one knows what happened to him. Not even Freddy, who loved and misses him so much, who probably would have been so happy to learn that Bonnie was right there the whole time and all they needed to do was repair him

But he doesn't know.

No one knows.

And since that scene is an easter egg and not an actually scripted story event, there's a very good chance that no one will ever know Bonnie's final resting place.

And that's so very sad

#i feel ALOT for this big ass rabbit #i hate how sb did him in #but at the same time im glad we got some form of closure #even if no one else did #god just imagining how freddy would feel #he probably assumes bonnie just left or went somewhere else #he probably never once thought that bonnie was injured or dead #and still in the pizzaplex no less #sad stuff man #fnaf security breach #security breach #fnaf #shoucan says #five nights at freddy's #shooting the shit with shoucan #fnaf ruin dlc #ruin dlc #fnaf ruin #security breach ruin

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kurticus · 1 year

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Monitor Duty Company

“So I have been meaning to ask, what exactly are you?”

Danny was floating through the open space of the Watchtower bridge. Idly tossing a fist sized red bouncy ball with a yellow lightning bolt pattern off of the gray metal walls. The question came from the red speedster, Flash, who was lounging in the central chair of the room with his feet propped up on the control panel. Supposedly Flash was watching those monitors. But despite this being the third time Danny had visited the space station, he’d never seen Flash monitor anything. He just made conversation and told stories that Danny could not decide if he believed or not.

The question caught Danny as he sent the ball flying. He fumbled and twisted upside down as he barely caught the ball on its return. Nervously he straightened and replied, “What am I? Uh. Kind of a deep question isn’t it?”

Flash waved his hand dismissively. “I mean the ghosty stuff. Not really my area of expertise. But you don’t strike me as a ghost.”

“Ha. Not ghostly enough for you?” Danny put his hands over his head and made his eyes glow. “Am I not spooky enough?” He waggled his fingers for extra effect.

In a blur Flash was standing next to him, giving Danny an over the top examination. Half bowing as he hummed in consideration. Then in an instant he was back in his chair spinning slightly. “Nope. Kid you don’t seem like a ghost at all.”

Danny let gravity find him again and drifted back to the floor with a light thump. He stood up straight and eyed a glance at his reflection in one of the grand windows of the space station. His hair was still white and he radiated a soft glow. Slightly annoyed, he asked, “What do you mean?”

“I have met ghosts. Sometimes they seem like normal people. Sometimes they are invisible voices that try to creep you out. Sometimes they turn into monsters and throw cars at you. Heck we have a part-time leaguer named Deadman. Nobody can see him at all until he decides to take over someone's body. I’ve never seen a ghost shoot lasers or make glowing shields like you do.”

Suddenly a pencil eraser from somewhere on the nearby desk bounced off Danny’s face. Danny flinched and rubbed where he’d been hit. “Ow, stop that!” Looking back he saw Flash toying with a pencil innocently.

“Besides,” Flash continued, pointing the pencil at the ghost boy, “You are solid. Lots of spooky things have to work to be solid. You default to it. You gotta choose to go through stuff like J’on does. So I figure, not a ghost. Am I right?”

“Well, I am a ghost.” Danny tossed the ball back to the speedster. “But that is kind of a blanket term that gets complicated fast. Lots of things call themselves ghosts. Technically speaking, I am an Ecto-Entity.” Danny pronounced this with formality and a stiff back. Thinking of the way his parents said it. “Also more politely known as a Ghost of the Infinite Realms.”

“Infinite Realms huh? Sounds spacious.”

“You have no idea.” Danny picked his foot up and tucked it under himself. Then slipping past gravity he pulled the other foot up so he was sitting on nothing with crossed legs. Drifting slightly he continued. “Also called the ghost zone, it is an endless dimension of energy and emotion that exists in the shadow of reality. Basically emotions and memories from this world can imprint on the energy of the ghost zone. Then that energy forms stuff like me.”

“So,” Flash smiled. “Just to be clear, you aren’t some creature that escaped from Hell to haunt the living?”

Danny flashed a crooked smile and shifted his eyes to a bright frost blue. “Keep the jokes up, I know how well you handle iced floors.” Still drifting lightly while sitting in air, Danny softly blew air at Flash. Dusting him is a light coating of frost and snow.

“Cute.” Flash shivered slightly and brushed a few snowflakes from his shoulders. “So not the exorcism, don’t go into the light kind of ghost?”

Danny thought back to the flash of pain and light from the accident. “Uh, well… There can be some overlap…”

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This conversation takes place after Danny has worked with the Justice League a few times and built some trust. Flash, after learning of his love for space, invites him to spend time at the watchtower. Giving him someone to talk to during his shifts on monitor duty.

I haven't written much myself, but there have been so many great posts lately about Danny interacting with the DCU. I might have to start my take as well.

Plus the question of how the lore interacts between the different shows is really compelling to me.

Let me know what you think. I haven't written much so I am sure there are plenty of pointers I could use. Hit me.

#danny phantom #dp x dc crossover #dc x dp #Flash #dc comics #Dcau #fanficiton #Danny phantom crossover #dp fic

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tangyangie · 11 months

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hiii i saw your entp and isfp girlfriend headcanons and i was wondering if you could write one for karma or gakushuu (or both, if you can manage the time, totally fine if you do just one) with an infp girlfriend? not the stereotypical crybaby infp, more of a, lets say, open minded and soft hearted, struggles to stand up for herself but surprisingly stubborn infp? also, if its not too much, can you give her, although introverted, a social butterfly type vibe? thanksssssss <3<3<3

𝐆𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐒 𝐁𝐔𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐅𝐋𝐘

synopsis. karma and asano (separate) x fem!reader

notes. this is me except i am a crybaby

𝐊 𝐀 𝐑 𝐌 𝐀

he thinks you're too nice.

he honestly does not believe someone can be that kind!!

he teases you relentlessly. he wants to see how you'd act once you've had enough of it.

you never respond how he thinks you will. sometimes you retort back, but other times you're simply like, "okay, karma."

and other times, you ignore him completely!! how's he supposed to respond to that?

he kisses you to make up for it, though.

will steal you and have you sit on his lap.

you're a bit embarrassed by it all, and he doesn't put it past you to slap him. it's happened before.

but, he can never successfully drag you to do something you don't really want to do.

"but, the lake is so much fun!!"

"is getting bit by 48 mosquitoes fun?"

he's constantly trying to talk with you. he's like a fly, always buzzing around your ear.

this is almost impossible when you're with your friends, though. he's surprised how you've got so many with how quiet you tend to be.

you say it's only because they started the conversation first.

still, it doesn't prevent him from pouting. how's he supposed to steal you now—with 10 people engaging with you??

he could do it without them noticing, but you'd probably knock him on the noggin if he tried.

so, he waits until your dull long conversation finishes, and generates some random excuse to finally take you away.

the possessiveness is there.

𝐆 𝐀 𝐊 𝐔 𝐒 𝐇 𝐔̄

he's definitely quieter than karma when it comes to talking and starting discussions.

he will not constantly be annoying you—yet, he's not hesitant to start conversations with you.

he likes holding your hand. it's enough to make him happy that you're near, but it's not too overwhelming for you that your face would explode.

he's happy that you have so many friends. but, he does remind them that you're off-limits.

he tends to have a certain gleam in his eye when he does that. it's kind of hot scary.

he leads you places with an arm around your shoulder, talking with you to distract you from others' looks.

he encourages you to go out more. start conversations with others, for once.

you do need help, and he has still not succeeded in making you completely independent.

"how are you going to survive on your own?"

"i won't!!"

he tries to keep you from getting distracted from things like schoolwork, but he definitely fails. there's no helping with that.

except—one time, he plopped you into his lap and smiled innocently. he's never seen you finish work so fast.

it's got him questioning if that was because you were embarrassed or because you hated him. you assure him you don't.

he kisses you lots when you're embarrassed. you don't know if it's on purpose, but it causes your face to feel like the surface of volcano.

notes. this seems really short i'm sorry 💔 i had a lot of fun writing this though!! thank you for the request!!

also school's finally out!! except summer has been just as exhausting 😊

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just-jae · 4 months

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Hazbin Hoetl 5-6

Spoiler warning!

Not gonna lie, at first I was cringing a bit at Lucifer. I was expecting him the have, like, grace and baddie energy. but he's talking to himself pretending to show off rubber ducks to a crowd.

And of all the potential dynamics he and Al could have had, competing father figures was NOT on my mind at all dude. Al? Dad?

But, I watched these last two episodes a couple (okay maybe several) times over and, it's really growing on me. It was definitely the predeveloped impressions getting in the way of really enjoying these characters. Even the irks I had about Alastor aren't really irks anymore, especially with "Dad beat Dad having much better animation and a banger number for Al (seriously wtf he's horrific in this episode)--

"Could you butt out of my song?"

"Your song? I started this!"

"I'm singing it, I'll finish it!"

Before, I was seeing it as how well they pull off my (and arguably the long simmering fandom's) idea of these characters instead of how well the characters as they actually are are told. So many people thought this show would be a super serious deep dive on Christianity and commentary on religion itself. But at this point, it really feels like Heavan and Hell are metaphores. They focus a lot more on personal issues like relationships, coping mechanisms, flaws like nievety, displaced senses of self worth, etc.

Charlie's idea of what "gets people into heaven" is naive and brochure-like. Adam gave a literal list of three items that seemed overly simplistic (and turned out to be wrong).

But at least they had some idea about it. The higher angels themselves had no clue whatsoever, their only concern was preserving the status quo. And even when things are called to question they fall back to old ways just bc they're scared to change anything. Sera didn't have any malice toward Hell, she just doesn't want to make things worse, having Angels fall, have Hell attack Earth or Heaven, have more evil spread, by changing things.

Getting a better idea of what all of this is about makes it so much easier to appreciate things I initially was put off by. It just has a context that it fits into now.

Lucifer being this disillusioned depressed dork with "yeaaaah, No." energy fits into what we've seen of heavenly culture (uncanny innocence, annoying teen pop-culture energy, being perfectionist yet blind to their own flaws)

And The "Hell's Great Dad" song really broke the ice, especially when Mimzy busted in singing ITS MEEEEEEE-- like

Love her. I wasn't expecting to see Mimzy AT ALL since she was removed from the main cast. And after seeing people talk about her and how they were wondering about her, it definitely felt like popping in the way she did was a response to that. Even I was wondering bc you don't just drop a former love interest for a character like Alastor, but still have them show up in the pilot-- I wanted to see Mimzy lol.

like literally:

"It's MEEE, It's MEEE,

I know you were all waiting for MEEEE!

I'm Here, what a GAAAS,

Took a while but I'm here at LAAST"

Like, im sorry but I felt like she was pointing at me personally, not the other characters, and that was hilarious.

It's so random but doesn't feel out of place at all somehow. The tensions were already super high, so a random screaming woman busting in with even higher energy is like-- wtf?? :'D??

She was a blast the entire time tho, and actually tied into the reoccurring theme of only reaching out to someone so they can do something for you.

It also definitely pinched a side of Alastor, irritating that he does apparently NEED to be there, there's some obligation he actually has to the hotel, or at the very least some stakes to not holding things together, not bc he defended the hotel but bc he specifically says "I can't have that here" , he also doesn't refute the claims Mimzy makes about him. Al clearly adores her and isn't surprised by her antics at all yet still tells her to leave. With the mention of Alastor's "leash" in the same episode BC of Mimzy was just such a great way to use her character. A fun entrance, thematic relevance, and a great plot device to reveal more about Alastor's situation and motives.

Like I said, at first the food tasted cold. I was thinking to myself "Eh, nothing really that crazy ig" but the more I watch the episodes and get over whatever my expectations were, the more I enjoy what's there.

Like, at first I was thinking, "Oh no Lucy's another akward dork, a normie, a loooooserr" (not that being an akward dork or a normie is bad but those were the vibes I was giving off, I'm sorry)

But I keep watching "Hell's Greatest Dad" and NOW it's like

LOOK AT HIM< LOOK AT HIM GO

Like, he's fugghing adorable with the "WAP BAP BOOM"

the puppets and the circus imagery, and just the innocent unmalicious enthusiasm. He's stumbling around over barely knowing his daughter and is now sprinting to make up for being so absent-- and even that absence is implied to be due to chronic depression and pining, missing heaven and having to live in hell forever, not only being the one who supposedly created it by accident, but tried and failed to fix it, even having his own theme park ripped off by a deadly Sin. The show calls it out bluntly, but despite his cheery tone and, yeaaah, no, yeaaah, no" attitude, they did a great job showing that his depression manifested in detachment and disinterest. It sucks for the people it effects but it also sucks to be the one who dropped the ropes in your relationships.

So seeing him brjghtenup and glow over just helping his Charlie put her hotel together was great. He feels useful and wanted again. And imo it's a double edge sword as well if Lucy feels like he has to be useful to be a decent dad.

So, idk. I guess I do want to see how he handles trying to be in Charlie's life again, especially since, at this point Alastor knows and has supported her more than he ever has-- despite the rough beginning and the mockery. (Also Lilith's face being faded out was sus af)

I'm convinced that in Al's case it's definitely not from a genuine place, at least, we still have no reason to believe it is. He was glaring at Lucy as soon as he walked in, and the nearly every comment on how great his relationship with Charlie is was also a jab to piss off Lucy instead of a genuine expression.

A performance, in short.

Still, the fact that someone who's only just met Charlie has a better relationship with her than her father has got to suck to realize if you're the father.

Also-- the scene at the club-- I was pretty mixed about it, like, doing drugs, itself isn't bad-- it can be unhealthy and it can put others at risk if you're resigning your cognizance and self control for the sake of coping with stress-- so it can very easily enable bad things, especially if you become addicted, so,imo is pretty wreckless and definitely a vice. But it doesn't make you a bad person.

But then again angels also seem to think premarital sex and promiscuity is bad too. (Promiscuity puts you at risk for disease, and like drugs can be driven by vices, but, again, the thing itself isn't bad and can still be a healthy practice when it comes from a healthy place)

I'm genuinely proud of Angel for actually growing though, seeing him take care of Nifty and protect her from Val got me on the "Fuck em up" energy. It's always great to see a group of friends watching out for eachother when they know there's a danger to what they're doing-- ESPECIALLY when one of them is new to it all. That's why if you ARE going to do drugs or drink or whatever, definitely don't do it alone or without someone you trust with your safety.

And also never feel like you have to do those things to maintain relationships, some people feel like it would be an insult to imply they dont trust someone or just for being disinterested in their offer. And, frankly there are people who will prey on that.

That was just a great scene. It had some flaws, but was still great.

Also--

PENTIOUS

I HATE

BROTHERMAN MADE ALL THE MISTAKES.

"Bc I'M HAVING SEX WITH EVERY--"

THATS NOT WHAT YOU WANT TO SAY YOU FUCK

Also, not gonna lie but Sera's got me like

Its been a while since I've been down bad for a femenine character.

She is beauty, she is grace~

#hazbin hotel #spoilers #commentary #sir pentious #alastor #charlie morningstar #lucifer morningstar #seraphim #angel dust #sera #brownthoughts00

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sarahblueskyyyy · 7 months

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Night

Dewdrop x Rain, fluff, romance, friendship, etc.

It’s not really a rocket science to figure out Dewdrop’s emotions, really. ["I can't sleep."] Well. Mountain, Phantom, and Swiss are not really surprised.

It’s not really a rocket science to figure out Dewdrop’s emotions. Most of the times, anything he feels or thinks are easily seen through his expression. Crystal clear—even the siblings of sin have no difficulty guessing his train of thoughts.

Funnily enough—he doesn’t recognize that aspect of his. He doesn’t think he show that much of a reaction when he’s faced with something. And a lot of times he doesn’t even realize why he feels the way he does.

That’s why, Phantom, Swiss, and Mountain are not surprised when Dewdrop barges into their room, all frowned and seems in a bad mood.

The three ghouls are throwing looks at each other.

“I can’t sleep,” Dewdrop kindly provides the explanation before anyone could ask. He closes the door behind him.

Obviously, Phantom thinks to himself. But he tries his best to not show his smile. He’s sitting on the swivel chair, leans his chest against the backrest cushion. While he’s continuing his game, fingers swiping all across his phone’s screen, he humours Dewdrop by asking a question with faux innocence, “I think it has to do with the caffeine you consumed.”

Dewdrop rolls his red orbs, gets closer to Mountain who’s sitting on the bed and lying down on the Earth Ghoul’s thighs. Instantly, the gentle giant brings his fingers to brush over the platinum strands out of Dewdrop’s face.

“I’ve always been fine drinking it,” Dewdrop says defensively. “Besides, it doesn’t do much to our metabolism.”

“Right,” Swiss chirped. He’s tuning his acoustic guitar. “Maybe you ate something wrong?”

Dewdrop shakes his head in frustration. “As I said—I don’t think it’s something I ingested.”

Mountain smiles softly. His green eyes are glinting dimly. “Maybe we should call Rain?”

“What? Why? He’s busy,” Dewdrop sighs and closes his eyes. “He’s still in the practice room with Papa and the others.”

Phantom chuckles. “Okay, then. Want to try some method to make you fall asleep?”

“…. Huh. Do things like that work?”

“Well, we don’t know until we try.” Swiss puts his guitar back into the case. “So, what are our options?"

“Oh, right.” Phantom switches the game application to a social media platform. “Okay, so—according to this video—there are several ways to fall asleep easily. Guaranteed, it says.”

Dewdrop feels like this is a trickery or some sort, but—he sighs and asks, “Okay, what is it?”

“Drink warm milk.”

Dewdrops gives his middle finger to the youngest ghoul. “‘M not a toddler.”

“Hey! Milk contains tryptophan which is an amino acid that can help make you feel sleepy."

Mountain laughs when he sees Dewdrops knits his eyebrows. “Okay, let’s try the other alternatives.”

Phantom let his thumb scrolling on the screen. “Listen to ASMR and try to empty your mind.”

Okay, that one is worth the try. Swiss turns off the light and Phantom plays a raining ASMR. Dewdrop, still rests his head on Mountain, can hear the faint, gentle, lullaby-like sound of raining. It’s as if there is a real rain outside the building and its spatters are being muffled by the walls. It sounds calming.

Dewdrops wants to relax the working mind of his—he really does. But it keeps wandering around, like a kid jumping on one place to another. First, he’s imagining his own, comforting room. Inside his head, Rain is showing up, lying on his own bed. He remembers the way he scooted over on Rain and the ghoul once complained—saying something like, “You go to your own bed, Dew!”

But of course, Dewdrop never one of following orders. He knows Rain will surrender and let him annoy him, squeezes the blue-eyed ghoul with all his might. At the end, Rain will scoff but never shoo him away.

Wait, this is not helping him at all.

Dewdrop fusses, “I still can’t sleep.”

Swiss boos. “And here we are trying to be as quiet as a rock.”

The Fire Ghoul hisses.

“Okay, how about breathing exercise?” Phantom suggests another trick. “Slowly inhale and counting to 4, hold your breath for 7 seconds, and exhale through your mouth for 8 seconds.”

“Why do I need to breath manually?”

Mountain grins and ruffles Dewdrop’s hair.

Swiss rolls his eyes. “Do you want to sleep or not?”

Dewdrop does as he told. He takes a deep breath for a solid 4 seconds, then hold it, let the air sits on his lungs, before he finally breathes out. He repeats this, hoping he’d fall asleep. But, seriously—why is it so damn hard? He never had this problem before.

Well, it’s not like he’s always have a perfect slumber every day. There are some times where he tosses around for a while. But it was never this severe. It’s like no matter what he’s doing, the whole universe and every cell of his body are collaborating; alerting his nerves, as if telling him that he can’t fall asleep yet.

What did he do when he can’t sleep before, anyway? Went to Rain? Then—what?

Dewdrop opens his eyes once more. “Swiss, can you hug me?”

Swiss squints and then nods. “Sure.”

He crawls up to the bed, snatches a pillow, and put it on Mountain’s thighs. The drummer simple question is ignored, “Can we not do this on my legs?"

Phantom chuckles. The big man is going to have a muscle cramp.

Swiss sighs tenderly before wrapping his arms around Dewdrops. He gives him a light, but firm squeeze.

Dewdrop frowns. Amongst the others, Swiss’ figure is the most similar with Rain’s. Swiss has this comforting fragrance, like a mixture of mild soap and ocean. But somehow—this doesn’t feel right. It feels weird. It’s like pushing a piece of a puzzle in a wrong spot. It works somehow, the whole picture is finished, but—there will be a small, micro gap, and it just feels … incomplete.

“Okay, off you go,” Dewdrop says in irritation—a tone he directs mostly towards himself. “I want to go back to my own room.”

Swiss nods and letting Dewdrop go.

Dewdrop lifts his head, gets up, and ready to leave the room. But before he does that, he turns his head first to the others, and says genuinely, “Thanks anyway.”

Some replies are echoing throughout the room and Dewdrops goes out from there.

The moment he opens that door, Dewdrop is greeted by Rain’s blue, sky-coloured eyes. The Water Ghoul just taken a bath—Dewdrop can see the towel still anchored to his head.

Rain smiles, sitting on the side of his bed. “Oh, welcome back. Swiss said you were hanging out in their room?”

Dewdrop doesn’t answer. Instead, he shuts the door, and walking towards Rain. His strides are fast, but not rushing. Then, Dewdrop plunks himself to Rain, makes Rain swaying and fall backwards; head bumps to the pillow.

“Hm-mn?” Rain’s fingers are slipped between the filaments of Dewdrop’s hair. “What’s wrong?”

Dewdrop’s body is relaxing, letting all his limbs sags and rests. He could feel gravitation is pulling him softly, drags him to the world of dreams, as if it’s doing a rock-a-bye to him. Dewdrop smells a petrichor—and it’s lulling him away.

“Sleepy,” Dewdrop answers, half-asleep. His eyelids feel ridiculously heavy.

“Why didn’t you sleep first?” Rain looks at his phone. Exactly midnight. “Papa, Cirrus, and I were discussing new choreography.”

The question is not answered. When Rain takes off his attention from the phone—he snickers seeing Dewdrop is already falling asleep. Rhythmic breath, un-knitted eyebrows. Dewdrops sure looks peaceful when he’s not awake or throwing fits.

Despite Dewdrop puts all his weight on Rain, Rain tries to get up a little; bring his lips and kiss The Fire Ghoul’s forehead. Then, Rain picks up the towel on top of his head and flings it to wherever it may land.

“Goodnight, Dew.”

Is he asleep?

Yeah? The minute he flops down on the bed.

What, why? He couldn't sleep??

Nah, nothing. You get rest.

Swiss looks up at his phone and scoffs. Then, he places the electronic on the top of his nightstand. He turns over his body and hugs Phantom—who’s already snoring faintly.

#dewdrop ghost #dewdrop ghoul #rainy dewdrop #dewdrop x rain #swiss x phantom #mountain ghoul #mountain ghost #ghost band #fluff #fanfiction #fanfic #ao3 fanfic #ao3 writer #fanfic writing #ao3fic #writing #the band ghost

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epiclamer · 2 years

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Since I’m the owner of a very…special jail, I want you to write an interrogation scene between a hero and a villain (duh). Who’s doing the interrogating is your choice. Make it spicy or you sleep on the couch tonight.

I DONT WANNA SLEEP ON THE COUCH BABYYYYYYYYY

Cw: smutty

(No reposts but reblogs appreciated <3)

Interrogation

Villain had been tapping their fingers nervously on the back of their interrogation room chair forever. The seat was small and made of metal that was undeniably cold for such conditions along with the rest of the room that was quiet and empty besides two seats—one being the one Villain was situated on—and a large metal table to separate them. Overall, everything set Villain with a general feeling of unease.

It felt like they had been sitting there for hours, hands cuffed behind their back and their position growing steadily discomforting, before anyone walked in. Anyone being the last person Villain wanted to see in this situation, Hero.

“Well, well, well… what’s a pretty little villain like yourself doing here?” Hero drawled, stepping into the room with an air of confidence as they closed and locked the high security door behind them. Hardly paying their surroundings much attention as they zeroed in on the nervous villain.

“You mean a small-time criminal who has barely done enough damage to the city to create so much as a pinprick in its economy, in a supermax prison?” Villain leaned forwards as much as their restraints would let them, clearly annoyed with the others presence, they sneered. “You tell me.”

Hero blinked back at the villain, unmoving for just a moment before they broke out into a large grin. “Oh please, don’t act so innocent. You know very well that you’re more than just a lowly street criminal…” Hero’s eyes flicked over Villains body, drinking in the tightness in the others suit and the way that pulling on the handcuffs strained against their muscles. “Especially to me…”

Villain blushed at the comment, quickly regaining their composure as they buried any feelings deep within. “Even if I did do more than what I let onto, it’s not enough to stick me in here.”

Hero’s grin only got wider, “I guess we’ll find out, hm?” As Villain spluttered to come up with justification or some type of proof that would prove against any such things, Hero used the moment as an opportunity and seized it. Quickly making their way around the table and to Villains chair.

“May I sit here?” Hero’s question was genuine, but they didn’t care to wait for an answer. Sitting themselves comfortably down onto Villains lap so they were straddling the one cuffed to the chair. Making sure to adjust their hips a bit to rile Villain up be in proper control of their prisoner.

Villain had gone perfectly still and perfectly quiet. Eyes like saucers fixated on the hero in their lap, barely breathing because too much movement would inevitably lead to them touching. Villain wasn’t quite sure how much more touching they could handle right now, so they held their breath and squeezed their eyes shut.

Hero giggled at the scene in front of them, the amount of effort Villain had to put in to control themselves was comical to say the least. “Where’s all that bravado now, hm pretty one?” Hero ran one finger down Villains jawline, tracing down their throat to their shoulders where they smiled at the tenseness in the muscles.

One of Villains eyes flew open at the touch, looking wildly around at the situation in front of them and the teasing of Hero’s fingers. “I-I don’t think you’re a-allowed to do this!!!”

Hero looked up at Villain with doe eyes, blinking in innocence as their finger trailed down the chest plate in Villains suit painfully slowly. “No?”

Villain shook their head, gulping as Hero’s finger traced down to their abs now and toyed with some of the plates protecting their stomach. “N-no. I-in prison they’d n-never let a-a villain get so c-close. It’s dangerous!!!” Both of Villains eyes were open now as they watched tentatively at Hero’s reactions, trying to read them and see their true intentions.

The other simply watched their finger trace along the curves in Villains suit. Fascinated at how their body flinched involuntarily in areas that were more… sensitive. “Mmmmm, maybe not in just any prison.” Hero’s eyes flicked up to meet Villains slightly fearful ones. “But fortunately for you my dear, this isn’t just any prison. It’s my prison. My prison, my rules. Aren’t you lucky.” Hero punctuated their last sentence with a small touch to the tip of their captive’s nose. Loving the way Villain blushed furiously after.

Villains breath caught in their throat. Blood pumping in their ears and the quickened pace of their heartbeat warned them of near danger. And Hero in a space alongside Villain, with no rules? That was danger. “T-this is your prison???” Villain gaped, eyes flickering around the room, searching for any giveaway that could prove them false.

Hero cocked their head to the side, finally bringing their finger to a rest right between Villains thighs. “Were you expecting something different? Not impressive enough for an adorable mastermind like yourself?”

Villain would deny the flush that pigmented their cheeks once more later. “O-oh, nonono, I just… envisioned a prison owned by you w-would look more l-like a… kinky dungeon o-of sorts?”

Hero blinked. Confusion rattling their mind as their brain fought to catch up to such a ridiculous comment. Then they burst out in laughter. “Kinky dungeon?????”

“It makes sense when you think about your whole character!!!” Villain explained, still unable to hide the redness in their face as they tried to keep calm in their embarrassment.

Hero’s ribs ached with laughter, only able to respond to the other once they managed to formulate words again. “You think I’m kinky?” Hero fixed them with an intense gaze, it definitely wasn’t a planned part of their interrogation but if it had to be their first question then so be it.

Villain wanted to facepalm and die of embarrassment. They wanted to go home and lay face down in their bed until they could forget how stupid their comments had been and could forgive themselves for their idiocy. Sadly, that wasn’t possible at the moment, and with the fixing gaze of their nemesis they figured it was time to answer before the awkwardness got any worse.

“I-I do.” Hero had returned to running their finger teasingly between Villains thighs, but their silence egged Villains response on. “I-I dunno… you seem like the t-type… l-like not too hardcore!! But m-maybe bondage, d-degradation or even breeding on a g-good day…”

Hero’s eyebrows shot up approvingly and they gave a slight nod as they pressed a little harder against Villains body. “You know…” They grinned. “You’re not that far off…”

“Really?!?” Villain gleamed with pride, those had been total guesses, besides maybe the dead giveaway of handcuffs situated in every room.

Hero rolled their eyes at the excitement in Villains tone. They were adorable. “You’re so cute. But now that you know some of mine, it’s only fair that I know some of yours too, hm?” Hero smirked as they leaned forwards and led their lips to the shell of Villains ear. “So shall we finally start this interrogation?”

“I won’t talk.” Unbeknownst to Villain at the time, Hero understood information much easier with a trial and error approach.

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wilcze-kudly · 4 months

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I watched Korra again for the Weilin but I still Don’t Get It even though I want to!!! Can you give me the rundown/pitch/Weilin 101??

Oh boy I am so sorry I made such a fuss to over weilin you felt like you needed to rewatch the show for it.

So basically, Wei and Bolin don't have many interactions in canon. In fact I would say that there are only two scenes that properly count as one on one interactions. Its also important to note that the only Beifong twin Bolin ever interacts with as a singular person rarher than a pair is Wei. He never interacts with Wing unless he is addressing both twins.

The first interaction between Bolin and Wei is during B3 when Bolin is trying and failing miserably to learn metalbending. Wei seems annoyed to be stuck with someone who doesn't know metalbending and decides to sandwich Bo between two metal plates. As you do.

He then claims that 'trial by fire' is the best way to learn metalbending. Since Wei is such a minor character, we don't know enough about him to be able to fully pinpoint where this action came from. Does Wei genuinely think that bodily harm is the best way to learn a martial art? Was he trying to distract Bolin from his constant failure to bend metal? Was this the equivalent of a puppy biting someone as an attempt to initiate playtime? Is he just a douche?

We will probably never know. Thanks nickelodeon.

Bolin does eventually return the gesture in kind, getting his own petty revenge. And hitting Wei in the head with a pebble.

I like this scene, because it showcases Bolin's pettier side. One that rarely, if ever comes out with his canon romantic interests. Bolin is a character that has a habit of reigning in his less palatable traits, in order to appeal more to the people around him. His petty and more sarcastic nature is reserved mainly for Mako, probably the person he feels most comfortable with.

I think it's a very fun thing to see this side of him flare up with this random guy and it gave me thought about how their relationship could incorporate this. Wei enjoying pressing Bolin's buttons, causing Bolin to showcase more of his more authentic self.

They so seem to both have a passion for sports and earthbending which is cute. They're both competitive which adds some nice flavour and potential spicy sparring scenes.

The next scene is the famed catch n' pat.

Youre gonna tell me this wasn't at least a bit fruity?

The prolonged eye contact? The damsel in distress imagery? Bolin's lil smirk that is soon replaced with bisexual confusiom?

Imo they have a lot of chemisrty in both these scenes and make me want more of their relationship.

I also think it would be very interesting to see Bolin develop feelings for a guy. We see that he puts his female love interests on a certain pedestal. Id assume this is due to a rather naive and innocent view of love, most likely due to the fact that he didn't get to emotionally mature enough to acknowledge that romance isn't like what the fairytales say it is.

It would be interesting to see Bolin not get to 'court' said male romantic interest like he usually does. Bolin wouldn't be as 'showmany' with a guy friend than with a girl he'd like to seduce. This causes an interesting dynamic to the relationship if Bolin were to want to seduce said guy, who has seen him with his guard down.

Also seeing comphet boy Bolin going through a crisis of sexuality because his (ex?) girlfriend's brother patted his face is very appealing to me

I think what entices me in weilin is being able to have a dynamic no other ship could fully offer Bolin. And the potential of character growth it could afford Bolin, a character whose complexity is often overlooked, much to my upset. Personally, I dislike all of Bolin's canon relationships, so when Weilin came chemistry guns a blazing I was very intrigued. And then I fell down the rabbit hole and now im here.

If you have any more questions on Weilin please feel free to ask! I'm over the moon to ramble about them to whoever will listen. Hope this was enough to start you off with.

Also, if you're interested, I have a concerningly long essay on the subject because I am very sane and normal about them:

Rest assured my feelings have since evolved and i now have more reasons to ship them.

I guess there's so much fun to have with this ship and the dynamics and stories they could have.

#more weilin propaganda #weilin #wei x bolin #bolin x wei #wei beifong #wei #bolin #legend of korra #tlok #the legend of korra #avatar #avatar the legend of korra #atlok

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cupofchan · 1 year

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soft moments with lee know

lee know x gn! reader

domestic au ; established r/s ; fluff ; a teaspoon of poetry ; a tablespoon of cuteness ; abstract

little banters that made you feel so blessed to have him in your life because it’s cute. annoyingly cute.

“what are you looking at?”

you tried to take a peek at his phone but minho was quick to scoot back towards the cushion with his phone up his face.

“nothing.”

“something i’m not supposed to know?”

you watch his lips hesitate against the plastic straw, his nose doing a little scrunch as if he’s trying to pick the best answer to your question. you wonder how this very man, who looks so innocent and adorable each time he did that, could also kill you if you were to bop his nose upon reflex. not that he would, but who knows what he would do and that’s kind of scary too.

“it’s okay i got it.”

you sighed, a small grin making its way up your face as you got up to clear the leftover pastries. minho watch in amusement, a soft hum left his lips as he finally put his drink down.

“it’s a surprise for me right? that’s why i’m not supposed to know but i’ll know it eventually, you know?”

“i know?”

he questioned back with a furrowed brow to exaggerate his expression.

“lee know?”

the two of you exclaimed at the same time. it was so unplanned, yet still expected of an exchange when you two almost always say it when whoever goes ‘i know?’ after a ‘you know?’.

minho chuckled at the way you were laughing so hard you could barely breathe.

“oh my god—”

you burst into another fit of laughter when your eyes met his hazel brown ones, which disappeared behind his smile at the endearing sight of you laughing so earnestly.

to be honest, he didn’t think this joke would last that long when he first started, but if it makes you happy i guess he wouldn’t mind keeping it up for now.

“stop—this needs to stop, babe.”

you take a deep breath, a silly smile dangling on your lips when minho walked over to where you stood.

“but you’re the one who started this.”

“oh really?”

you eyed him with a little finger swirling in front of his face until he tried to take a bite so you curled it immediately. yet, he still have the nerve to bite your folded knuckle.

“yah!”

mino tilted his head up at you as if asking for a challenge, but all you did was smile sweetly as you plant a quick kiss to his lips.

“nothing~”

he chuckled defeatedly, a playful frown tugging the corner of his lips as he squished your cheeks together with his fingers. even he wondered how someone like you could be so adorable and yet annoying at times. was he like that as well? was that why you two get along so well?

all he know was that he very much wouldn’t mind spending many more nonsensical days together with you.

“and for today’s vlog, we have a wild panda on loose!”

“are you calling me a panda?”

“oh wow! this panda can talk, say hi~”

“yah lee minho!”

“i think this panda needs to learn some manners. should we catch it and bring it to the zoo? what do you think stay?”

having had enough of this nonsense, you covered the camera with your hand while laughing at this ridiculous conversation that he started from nowhere.

“stop it, i’m not even supposed to be in the vlog.”

“it’s not like they don’t know who you are.”

minho grabbed your hand off the lens and interlaced your fingers with his instead.

“see this?”

he panned down to the sweet gesture before bringing it up to show how embarrassed you look at the moment.

“i’m dating a panda!”

“and i’m dating a rabbit!”

you tried your best to play along but the moment he snorted at your finger gun, you can’t do it anymore.

“just open the door babe, please…”

you squatted down with your face buried in your hands as you feel your soul slipping deeper into hell.

between fits of laughter, minho was still filming you as he peeked out from the driver’s seat.

“what’s the magic word~”

“thank you very much!”

you beamed a hopeful smile when you looked up, only to have him click his tongue in return.

“ani~ three set aegyo let’s go~”

you made the biggest frown you could master, your eyes literally pleading for him to cut it out but all he did was widening his eyes back at you cheekily.

“pali hae~”

this man. this oh so lovable man. your man, in fact.

“okay fine,” you groaned, clearing your throat while mentally preparing yourself. if he wants to do this, he better don’t regret making you do it.

“minho ah~ a bunny came down from the sky~”

“yah—”

he knew it. the moment you had that glint of mischief sparkling in your eyes, he for sure knew you had something up your sleeve.

“umchichi umchichi~”

“y/n-ssi—”

“umchi umchi~”

mino tried to pull the camera away but you quickly brought your face closer as you finished it off.

“aing <3 ~”

you winked with the cutest smile that had him grinning like a fool as he pushed your face away.

“yah what are you doing? we’re going to be late for the show if you don’t hurry up and get in.”

he huffed, as if he wasn’t the one that made y’all waste time in the first place. as embarrassing as it was to do that, it was definitely worth it.

“i wonder who started it?”

you hummed, getting into the passenger seat and leaned close to him before he start the car.

“who else?”

he backed away, only to have your smile widened at the growing shades of red on the tip of his ear.

“who else but my one and only baby~”

you whispered softly in his ears, trying to tease him as much as you could now before he do something crazy—but he already did. he stepped on the accelerator all of a sudden and you flew back to your seat with no warning. minho literally put you back in your place.

“i think you hang out too much with hannie. we need to have a talk.”

you laughed, putting your seatbelt on as he drove out of your apartment. you know he was joking, but it still feels kind of endearing.

“what to do? he’s always around when i visit you. he could even be our child by now.”

the face minho made upon registering what you had just said was the best one ever in awhile. the way he almost side-eyed you while his mouth contorted in disgust.

“to be honest, he feels more like my rival.”

you sat up straight, turning to face him properly before you continued.

“why does it feel like i’m competing with him for your attention?”

he snorted, a silly smile danced on his lips as he glanced your way for second.

“what are you talking about?”

with one hand on the wheel, he reached his free hand over to pinch your little nose.

“since when were you around when i’m with him?”

he chuckled at the face you made, especially the familiar pout on that lips of yours. oh how he wish the traffic would turn red now so he could tease you more.

“yah! isn’t that too much?”

but you knew he didn’t meant it. how could he, when the smile that dawns on his face showed nothing but love. the kind of love that’s so subtle, nobody would notice if they weren’t close to him. and that just makes you feel so blessed to be one of his.

“aye~ you know i’m kidding~”

minho chuckled, his hand caressing the back of your head as his thumb traced the tip of your ear affectionately. it was only for a few seconds, but the warmth lingered before he gently rest it on your thigh.

soft moments like this together with you were always a blessing he never knew he needed, for the playful banters will always remind him of why he fell in love with you in the first place. and perhaps today, he might’ve fell a little harder than usual.

#lee know #lee know x reader #lee know fluff #lee know imagines #lee know drabbles #lee minho #minho x reader #minho fluff #stray kids #stray kids x gender neutral reader #stray kids x reader #stray kids fluff

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thankspete · 1 year

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The Patio (c.h.)

soooo hey :-) i don’t think i’ve written fic in like 7 years but here we are. this’ll be a series so be on the lookout for updates! (read: eventual smut. i swear to u) lmk if yall like it <3

This work is a part of a series, When Our Friend Isn’t Around. Part 1: The Patio / Part 2: The Kitchen / Part 3: The Living Room / Part 4: The Guest Bedroom

Word Count: 1.8k Rating: T Summary: You were looking forward to a breath of fresh air, but you didn't expect it to turn out like this. | Also on Ao3! Warnings: ~recreational drug use~

It all started off innocently enough. Some solace from the bumping music that seemed to make the walls vibrate, all of the strangers that seemed to know each other well. Besides, you’d rolled a joint while Ashton scrambled to set up the sound system, place snacks, and whatever else he was doing for this exact moment, this exact feeling.

You escape out the side door in the kitchen, to the patio. It’s set up too, with twinkling lights and a couple of adirondack chairs just waiting to host your friend’s inebriated guests. The grill is covered, maybe to prevent someone from setting this place on fire in a drunken stupor, and the umbrella over the small table is closed tightly. The early autumn evening air was dry, approximately sixty degrees. There’s a slight breeze that tickles the sweat that has begun to bead on the back of your neck and the coolness feels refreshing. You can still hear the music, but the sound is muffled and you’re unable to make out what song is playing right now. You lean on the wooden railing and sigh contentedly before digging in your pocket for the doob tube and lighter. The tube was easy to find, its smooth plastic pressing into your thigh all evening, practically taunting you. You pat your other pockets down, hoping to God you’d remembered to bring a lighter outside. Empty. Shit.

You sigh and turn on your heel to re-enter the house, the chaos and anxiety, with a confident plan in mind. There are lighters in the drawer by the sink, you think. A Clipper, a Zippo, and two BBQ lighters, at least… It was just a matter of squeezing through the small crowd surrounding the drinks station, easy. You walk up to the sliding glass door, but it opens before you’re able to reach for the handle. A dirty guitar sound from a Nirvana song you’d heard before but couldn’t name leaked out into the quiet night.

“Hey,” Calum smiles at you warmly, but blocks your path inside. “What’re you doing out here alone?”

You smile sheepishly and motion the joint at him. “But I forgot a lighter.”

His grin widens at you while he reaches into his back pocket and pulls out a tiny green Bic. “Seems like I got what you’re lookin’ for. Care if I join you?”

You nod and both return to the railing, leaning onto it. You use the lighter to pumpkin-top the end of your joint before lighting it. “So,” you breathe the smoke in deeply, holding for a moment in your lungs. “Ashton send you to find me? Make sure I’m not in a ditch somewhere?” You glance up at Calum before taking another hit and passing it to him. Despite your looking away, he keeps his gaze focused on your face even while he brings the joint to his lips.

“No.” Another hit.

You raise your eyebrows at him while he places the joint between your index and middle fingers.

“That shit tastes good. Is it dispo stuff or what?” He changes the topic.

“I roll with lavender,” you say, joint hanging off your lips. You almost think you see him glance down at your mouth when you say it. “Cuts the weed, but smells incredible,” you shrug.

He reaches to grab the joint straight from your mouth before taking another hit and putting it back where he found it. If you were sober, it’d probably been really annoying.

“You didn’t answer my question,” he turns to face you, lips curled into a small, playful smile.

“The fuck do you mean?” You laugh before inhaling once more, starting to feel that familiar, comfortable pressure behind your forehead.

Calum puts his right elbow on the railing, arm reaching in your direction. “What’re doing out here alone?”

“I told you already, Calum! And you so graciously provided me with a lighter. My hero.” You pretend to swoon and bring the jay back to your lips.

His lips press together and you try to ignore how soft they look. It must be the tequila talking. “I guess I meant the alone part. Having fun tonight?”

You pass the joint back to him and sigh. “It’s a little freaky I guess. I know like one and a half people here. Ashton and, well, I guess you’re the half, Calum.”

He laughs, eyes crinkling. “I would’ve guessed I would be three-fourths.” You’re glad he didn’t take it personally.

You had been friends with Ashton for five months and only ever really hung out with each other. You smoked, taught him how to skateboard, and watched shitty adult animation series together most of the time. You knew he had plenty of other friends, sure, but you weren’t expecting to have to meet all of them at once. All but one. He introduced you to Calum last week, when they decided they wanted to throw a rager. He was nice enough and certainly easy on the eyes, but making new friends always came hard to you.

“I mean, maybe now…” You grin and reach for the joint, nestled comfortably in his fingers.

“Keep it.” He glances at you, shooting a small grin in your direction before reaching into his jacket pocket. You’re puzzled until you see it, held carefully between his pointer and thumb: another joint.

It makes you a little giggly, thinking he was just as prepared as you were. Maybe making new friends isn’t so bad after all.

He raises his eyebrow at you after lighting the end, notably using your pumpkin-top method from earlier. You finish your jay at the same time he starts his. “What’s so funny?”

“You really had one ready in your pocket, then smoked mine and said nothing about it? I’m starting to think you didn’t come out here to see what I was up to at all, just coincidentally had the same plan as me.” You drop your finished joint over the railing and playfully nudge his boot with your shoe.

“Two things can be true at once, sweetheart.” He places the new joint between your lips and relights it as you pull. “No lavender in mine, though.”

You grumble your thanks before wrapping your mouth around the filter again, keeping an eye on how his fingers remained around the jay, practically feeding it to you.

You’re feeling it now, like really feeling it.

“So how’s your night going?”

He motions to the two empty chairs to the left of the sliding glass door. “Let’s sit.”

So you do, pulling your legs up and tucking your feet beneath you.

“It’s been good. Seen some guys I haven’t hung out with in a while.” He takes a hit. It’s not weird to watch him as he smokes, but God does it feel like something. “I’m technically supposed to be keeping an eye on Joey right now, broke some shit last time we threw a few months ago.” He takes another. “But I think Ashton’s got that handled right now.” He cocks a smile in your direction and reaches his hand, holding the joint, over the armrest of your chair. “D’you want?”

You didn’t mean to do it, not really, but your mind is foggy from the weed and your actions are more impulsive than you thought they could be at your level of drunk. You lean your head down to his hand, taking the joint in your mouth and brushing your lips against his fingers momentarily.

He’s a little perplexed, but he’s looking at you endearingly. “Need help with that?”

“Fuck you.” You shake your head and blow smoke in his direction.

“All you had to do was ask,” he laughs and brings the jay back to your lips. “Need me to tell you when to suck, too?”

Your stomach churned a bit at his choice of words and the tips of your ears started to heat up. Internally, you were fucking reeling, but you just rolled your eyes and took the hit without needing any further assistance. The ember is nearing the filter and the hot smoke burns your throat enough to elicit a small cough.

“I’m done.” You motion his hand away and lean back into your seat. “Thanks, Cal.” It was a slip of the tongue, something you’d heard Ashton call him. Do I know him like that?

“Thank you, for the company,” he counters. “And the lavender. Gotta try that shit.” He smiles at you before finishing the joint and flicking the remnants off the porch, into the darkness.

Calum looks at you for a moment before asking, “Did’ya wanna go back in?”

You instinctively obfuscate your face from his view with your arm and drop your eyes from his gaze before shaking your head.

“Didn’t think so.” He leans into the chair and when you peek at him from behind your sleeve, the fucker is grinning like you were setting up some joke for him. There was something behind the expression on his face that you couldn’t really place.

You couldn’t help it by this point, really. The two joints were settling well in your mind and maybe you really could place some blame on the shots you and Ashton took an hour ago.

He’s very pretty.

Calum tilts his head at you, suddenly making you self conscious of how long you’ve been looking at him. Time moves slow when you’re high, anyway. It seems like he’s expecting you to say something. You pull your arms down from your face, around your knees.

“Would you ever get a nose ring?”

And he laughs. Head tilted back, hand over stomach laugh. “Would you… ever get a nose ring?” He’s looking at you now and you wonder if this feeling in your gut is what he felt just a few moments ago, under your inspection.

“I–well… would you?” You shrug, a little annoyed that he didn’t seem to take the question seriously.

“Maybe.” He leans his elbow on the armrest closest to you, slotting his nail between his teeth. They’re painted black.

“You didn’t answer my question,” you say to him with the same tone he did to you earlier this evening. How long has it been? Fifteen minutes? An hour?

It’s his turn to shrug this time, sitting back and reinstating the space between you. “Depends.” You wish he’d wipe that amused look off his face, already.

“What if I did it?”

“What if you pierced my nose?”

“Yeah.”

“Are you like…is that your job?”

“I, uh…no. I’ve pierced my friends before.”

“Their noses?”

“Ears.”

Calum leans his forearms on the armrest again and you feel compelled to shift closer to him. You can tell this is fun for him. You can’t tell if it’s fun for you, yet.

He cracks a toothy smile. “I’m just not sure the anatomy is comparable.”

The sliding door opens with a soft whoosh behind you and a familiar voice calls out to you both. A Still Woozy song is playing this time.

“What’re you guys doing out here? Shit, did you smoke without me!?”

hope u enjoyed this lil thang! next part (or the part after) will be spicy. i promise <3 as always i appreciate feedback likes n reblogs!

#calum hood x reader #calum hood oneshot #calum hood imagine #5sos imagine #5sos blurb #i think theyre flirting but idk what that is or looks like so #i feel like im 15 again

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mrs-hilmarson · 1 year

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The Teachers Assistant Part 8

Pairing: Larissa Weems x Fem!Reader

Word Count: 3.1 k

Warnings: NSFW

Your anxiety rose as more parents poured into the school for Parents Weekend. You knew some of the parents didn't approve of one normie, nevermind two, and you felt eyes on you. Quite a few were friendly to your surprise though. They had lots of questions about how their children were doing and behaving. You were able to breathe some sigh of relief each time a parent smiled at you.

Your thoughts were primarily on Ugene though. You went to visit him every other day. He was such a sweet innocent boy and it tore at your heart to know that he had been through something so horrific. They were thinking he would wake up, but they weren't sure yet completely. Larissa hadn't been to visit but you knew it was because of her guilt, not because she didn't care. You tried to distract each other, but even then it was hard. Larissa had to keep a strong face on for the kids but also not allow the parents to know that their children may be in danger.

You believed Larissa was starting to believe Wednesday and her theories, but she hadn't admitted it and you didn't think she would, at least not anytime soon. You knew the two of you needed to talk about it so after Larissa's speech you climbed the stairs and down the hallway to her office.

You knocked your special knock to let her know it was you, but there was no reply. You were certain you saw her come this way so you knocked, louder this time. Still no response. She must have made a pit stop somewhere and just hadn't gotten to her office yet. You smirked, getting an idea. You would hide under her desk again, hopeful to elicit a screech from her lips. You pushed the door open but to your surprise, you found Larissa at her desk, doing her lipstick.

She jumped when she heard the door open but upon seeing you relaxed, letting out a small giggle.

"You startled me. I thought you were someone else," she said.

You cocked your eyebrow. How could she think it was someone else?

"Who are you expecting?" you asked.

"Wednesday's family is coming in for a meeting."

"Why would they knock my special knock?"

"You knocked?" she asked, somewhat surprised.

You laughed at this, even though you were slightly annoyed. She must have been really deep in thought. You walked over and around her desk, coming to sit on its ledge. She looked up at you and smiled that warm smile, her eyes radiating softness. Immediately the annoyance went away and all was well.

"Why are you so distracted, my love? Are you nervous about this meeting?" you asked, running a finger along her jaw. She leaned into your touch, almost purring.

"No, I was just distracted," she hummed. She turned her head and placed a kiss on your fingers before going back and returning to her makeup.

"Why are you so distracted and doing your makeup if it's not for me?"

She blushed a little at this and didn't look at you. Now you were really curious. Before you could ask another question, there was a knock at the door. Larissa stood quickly and flew past you, nearly knocking you right off the desk. You stood and watched her open the door, allowing Wednesday and her family to come in. Her little brother came in and immediately noticed you, smiling softly and waving a tiny wave at you. You waved back and watched him sit on the floor before your gaze shifted to his father. Gomez had kind eyes and was a very nice man, which is strange for how dark he was. Morticia was just the same, only with the beauty of a literal goddess. You were intrigued and flustered by them all at the same time.

"Morticia, Gomez, have a seat," Larissa said, never not looking at Morticia. She never even broke her gaze as she bumped straight into you. She mouthed sorry and went and sat in her chair, scooting up. Something about the way she looked at Morticia bothered you greatly, but you couldn't put your finger on exactly why. It almost felt like you were interrupting something between the two of them.

Morticia did not sit down though. She walked right up next to you and grabbed the yearbook off of Larissa's desk. She was close enough that her perfume invaded your senses and you were certain you were being carried off in it. She smelled just as beautiful as she looked. She smiled at you and your face immediately grew hot, stupidly smiling back.

Larissa, not overly happy with this, cleared her throat.

"This is our new teacher's assistant Ms. Y/n," she said. You could tell she was gritting her teeth. She was playfully jealous before, but this time it felt more heated. She had noticed you were a little more than flustered.

Morticia extended her hand out to you and you took it.

"Charmed to meet you, darling," she said. Gomez also said something but your brain had gone to mush with Morticia's touch. You nodded and stepped back towards Larissa. She was not happy with you and you felt it.

"Principal Weems, I apologize for disturbing your meeting. I will go and speak to you-"

"Yes, leave me to my meeting. Please come back later so we can discuss things further," she seemed to growl at you.

You cowered, suddenly embarrassed to be spoken to in such a tone in front of the Addams family. Wednesday must have noticed this because her eyes followed you out of the room and didn't break away until the door closed, separating the two of you.

Since it was the weekend and all the kids were busy with their families, you really didn't have anything to do, so you hid in your room all day. You felt you may have made Larissa genuinely mad and you didn't dare come out and possibly run into her. You were also slightly upset with her as well, the way she spoke to you in front of a student and also how she seemed to have been getting primped for Morticia, her former roommate. You didn't even leave for dinner when the time came. You peeked out of your window instead and looked into the quad where the families sat and ate. Your eyes scanned the crowd for your blonde-haired goddess, trying to see her demeanor and if she was possibly talking to Mrs. Addams.

She caught your eye almost immediately, standing out among the people. She looked like her jaw was clenched and she searched for someone, maybe Morticia. Maybe it was you. Almost as if she sensed you, her eyes shot up and met yours. Her brows knitted together and she began walking out of the quad towards the hallway that would ultimately lead to your room.

Shit.

You ran around for a moment, looking for somewhere to hide. It then dawned on you that you were an adult and did not need to hide from another adult. You took a deep breath and smoothed out your clothes and hair before turning to the door. You walked over and put your hand on the knob, ready for the knock when it came. Only, it didn't. Instead Larissa barged right in and knocked you into the wall, a loud thud echoing in the room. You groaned and sank to the floor.

Larissa immediately softened and closed the door while squatting beside you.

"Oh baby I'm so sorry. I didn't expect you to be standing there," she said in a hushed tone.

"I didn't expect you not to knock."

She helped you to your feet and brushed you off, making sure you were fine. The moment she knew you were, her face turned back into a scowl and she pinned you against the wall.

"Larissa, what the fu-"

"What the hell was that little show in my office earlier with Morticia?" she said, her tone sharp and accusing.

You swallowed, your breath shallow. You didn't want to admit you found her attractive because Larissa was the love of your life, but you didn't want to lie to her either. You looked for anything but you couldn't help but look at her lips. Red and plump, appearing as if she had just applied another coat-

"Hey! Me? What about you? Making yourself look good for her before she got there and was so distracted by the thought of her you didn't even hear me knock? I know you used to like her. You were roommates," you hissed back.

Her face flushed and her draw dropped. You went to push away from her but she closed in even further, nearly flat against your body.

"I was NOT trying to look good for Morticia. It was a meeting with two people who I wanted to look my best for-"

"Ha so you admit you wanted to look good for them!"

"Them, Y/n, Them. Both of them. I wanted to show them how well I am doing and how successful I am."

You cocked your head to the side, mildly confused.

"Why would you care if they think you are successful or not?" you asked.

Her demeanor softened slightly, still on guard. She searched your face for any judgment but you knew all that was there was curiosity and concern.

"I care because Morticia broke my heart and Gomez helped her do it," she said, angry. You raised a hand to caress her face to comfort her, but she caught your wrist.

"No. You are in trouble, for real. You were basically fawning over Morticia," she snapped.

You shrunk back into the wall.

"I didn't mean to. I only love you," you whispered.

"I know you do, and I only love you, but no one else can have you, and if anyone else flusters you, I need to make sure I am the one you're begging for at the end of the day."

Before you could even comprehend what she meant, her mouth was on yours, devouring you. You kissed back, desperate for her touch. Her tongue swipes across your teeth roughly. She sucks and bites your bottom lip. You gasped at the force of her bite but you didn't dare pull away.

Her hands traveled up your torso, pulling at the fabric covering it. She began ripping your shirt off while not even bothering to unbutton it. A button popped and rolled across the wooden floor, the shirt thrown after it. She worked her fingers into the hem of your pants and yanked them down, your panties coming off with them. She used just one hand to unhook your bra and allowed it to fall to the floor. There you were, completely bare in front of her. You were unsure if your goose bumps were from the chill of the room or the look of hunger in Larissa's eyes, but standing there completely naked in front of her made your heart pound. She licked and ran her bottom lip through her teeth. She pulled you flush against her and snaked a hand down your body. She smiled as she made you spread your legs, fingers running between your slit.

"You're so wet already," she purred. She brought her hand back up and put two of her fingers in her mouth, sucking lightly. She closes her eyes and removes them from her mouth, savoring you on her lips for a moment longer before coming back to you.

"Just how I like you."

Without warning, she picked you up and you wrapped her legs around her hips. She nearly ran you over to your bed, throwing you onto it, the bedframe squeaking. She undressed with ease, leaving her just in her underwear and bra. She climbed on top of you, straddling your hips, and you reached to unhook her bra but she smacked your hand away.

"You don't get that yet. You're being punished. Nothing you want, it's what I want, remember?"

"I don't remember agreeing to that," you grumbled underneath her. She giggled for a moment before leaning down and whispering into your ear.

"I don't need you to agree, just obey."

You swallowed hard at that and nodded.

She began kissing your neck with soft kisses, her hands trailing down your body again. Your breath hitched in your chest as she ran a finger over your clit, applying no pressure, just teasing. You groaned again, moving your hips trying to find more contact.

"So needy, and all for me? That's more like it."

She began to twirl circles around your clit lightly, her kisses trailing your neck and down your collarbone. You arched your back, bringing your hips closer to her touch. You needed more. She noticed the greedy look in your eyes. She bit her lip and smiled.

"Do you want more my love?" she purred.

You nodded and spread your legs further. She kissed your lips now, tenderly. You felt as she slipped a finger into your sex and you gasped. She pumped lightly and slowly, teasing you once again.

"Larissa," you whined. You felt her smile against your lips. She looked down on your face, her nose rubbing against yours.

"Beg for it," she said inbetween gentle kisses. You didn't want to beg, you wanted to be defiant and make her want you, but you needed her bad.

"Larissa, please."

"Please what?"

"Please fuck me," you moaned. Immediately she inserted a second finger picking up the pace and depth. You threw your head back against the matress. You could feel her fingers curl slighly inside you, filling you up perfectly. Your draw dropped in a silent moan and Larissa's kisses began to trail down again.

She got to your breasts and took one of your nipples in her mouth, rolling her tongue over it until it hardened. She nipped ever so lightly, causing you to hiss. She looked up at you through her long eyelashes and smiled, sucking harder now. She then inserted a third finger inside of you, your walls stretching around her digits.

You moaned out for real now, hoping no one was in the hallway to hear you. You bucked your hips along with her pumping and felt your orgasm building. Your lower belly began to twist inside and everything started getting warm and bright and just as you teetered over the edge, mewing and whining, Larissa pulled her fingers out of you.

"What?" you breathed, the sudden emptiness jarring. Larissa released your nipple from her mouth with a pop and worked her way back up to your lips. She hovered over them, her eyes meer inches from yours.

"You don't get to cum without me," she said, kissing the sides of your mouth. You whined as your sex throbbed, still so close.

"But Rissa.."

"But nothing. Now you get to watch."

She crawled off of you and sat on the end of the bed facing you. You sat up on your arms and watched as Larissa spread her legs, knees bent. You could see her underwear were wet and she ghosted over the wet patch with her fingers. She kept going and began rubbing her own clit through her underwear. Her mouth fell open as she began fingering herself. You heated back up immediately and went to sit up, but Larissa used her foot to push you back down.

"You don't get to touch me yet love," she said breathily.

You pouted for just a moment but were memorized by the show in front of you. She worked her clit maticuously from over her underwear. Her breaths got shorter and her eyes rolled back. You saw her wetness grow and you licked your lips, wanting more than anything to rip her panties off and lick it all up.

She opened her eyes just enough to make eye contact with you as she pulled her underwear to the side and inserted a finger into herself, pumping at the same pace she had with you. You moaned yourself at the memory, your core pulsing. You needed something, anything. You went to touch yourself, but Larissa caught you by the wrist, her fingers slick with herself.

"Im the only one who gets to touch tonight," she breathed. You wanted to fight and complain but you knew it was useless. Larissa was in control and you weren't allowed to feel anything she didn't want you to.

She reinserted her finger, this time using her thumb to rub her clit. She moaned and sped up her fingers. She threw her head back and breathed heavily, her climax not far. She went even faster, her fingers entering her deeply, her wetness dripping out around her. She closed her eyes and furrowed her brows and began whinning. Your own breath was stuck in your chest and you thought you may cum just watching Larissa pleasure herself. Just as she reached the end though, she withdrew her fingers quickly.

She gritted her teeth at the loss of friction. She took in a few deep breaths before looking at you, eyes darker than you had ever seen them. Without words, she took off her panties and bra and threw them to the floor before climbing ontop of you. Her swollen clit rested on yours and just the friction of it made you gasp. She began rocking her hips slowly and you grabbed her ass, pressing her into you even more.

She humped you faster and began to cry out, her hips pushing deeply into yours over and over. She threw her head back and moaned.

"Fuck me," she whined and leaned down, taking your mouth into hers again. Your lips fought for dominance but she ultimately won. You wrapped your legs around her hips as she rammed herself into you harder and faster. Your climaxes built together and this time she didn't stop. She wined with every thrust and the cries that came out of her were high pitched and just added to the pleasure of it all.

Then, as if a bright rain washed over you, you came together. She yelled out and you could feel the dripping of her sex spill onto you and her thighs. She shook above you and rolled off the top of you, laying beside you. You both caught your breath and came down from your highs. After a moment she turned to you and kissed you. You smiled and kissed her back, over and over, softly and slowly.

You kissed for a while longer before Larissa cuddled into you. You wrapped your arm around her and rubbed her bare back, kissing her forhead.

"So do you still think shes pretty?" she asked with a yawn.

"Who?" you asked, genuiely confused. Larissa giggled and snuggled into your neck.

"Morticia, darling."

"Oh. Yeah, shes pretty," you started, "but you? You're beautiful beyond belief."

With that she smiled and rolled ontop of you, her tongue begging for entrance to your mouth. You let her in and her tongue massaged yours. Her hands began to wander again, but this time softly and lovingly, no rush or expectation.

Then the door slams open.

It took a minute for everyone to realize what was happening, but eventually you realized that Marilyn stood in your doorway, her face horrified.

You all began yelling as Larissa rolled off of you and covered herself and you used your pillow to cover yourself, while Marilyn used her hands to cover her eyes, apologizing profusely. She stumbled to get out of the room and slammed the door behind her. You and Larissa stood there, shocked and embarrassed.

What the hell was it with no one bothering to knock on your door?

#the teacher's assistant #larissa weems x reader #larissa weems

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¡¡KENREO lore headcanons!! (VERY LONG POST DEAL W ME)

I was asked to provide and ended up discovering my niche. The kenreo likers. Also using this post to manifest akyr winning this round so these two can meet again. These are all my headcanons that basically cover how I think the whole relationship of these two would go (sorry I'm insane).

♡ ¿How do they get closer?

- One day, Kenta sneaks out of Public Service to go to a nearby arcade. He's barely getting to play something when he ends up Reo, who apparently hangs out there from time to time. Reo starts messing with Kenta's gaming skills which results in them having a mini battle in some arcade games like smash and mortal kombat. They have so much fun but! The battle ends up as a tie, barely, cause Kenta kept fucking up under pressure lmao. Still disappointing I know. They're both so competitive (and curious abt knowing each other properly) they promise to meet at the arcade every time Kenta has Public Service until they get a better result. This goes on and on for way too much time. The tie seemed never-ending cause they kept purposefully getting ties so the meetings can keep going without killing anyone's pride. Eventually they got tired of the same arcade so they went hanging out elsewhere, like Reo's place (they play in the family console!) or random places related to games (like those buildings full of claw machines!). Its good to clarify Kenta deadass escaped his duties every single time they hung out, mf thought he was sleek but absolutely everyone knew he was seeing someone. Same happened with reo. And we're talking about it real quick.

♡ Okay but what abt gklk/akyr

- So ofc Gklk would notice Kenta randomly missing from PUBLIC SERVICE. At first they didn't find him and he just came back before Service was over, but eventually they found out where he was. Yuto tried to pick him up but had to go through the experience of watching Kenta painfully trying to flirt. It wasn't an amazing experience but Yuto still found it cute and saw it as a way for Kenta to get back to society, so he let the guy be. Yuto did tell everyone else from Gklk and kept making proud dad comments like "ohh I'm so glad Reo is helping you become a better person!!! You'll be back in society soon!!!! :33" making Kenta very mad and embarrassed. Meanwhile my man Ryoga didn't care enough abt the news, but Shion kept annoying Kenta and poking fun at him for not knowing how to flirt or at least be less awkward around his crush lmao. Now Akyr didn't really know about it for a while, but Satsu + Hoku did find them eventually. They innocently tried to join the arcade gaming but were dragged out by Reo. They instantly knew what was going on and snitched to Iori and Zen. Reo was asked abt it but he just avoided every question😭 it was still painfully obvious something else was happening for those who knew him. Most Akyr don't really mind it tho, as long as he's happy yknow. Except Satsuki, who used this chance to mess around w Reo every single time Kenta was around, which led to insane arguments that usually ended with someone crying and snitching to Iori or Zen (mostly Reo). Zen didn't quite like the news for his bad experience w Hancho, but after a while he accepted it, Kenta seemed decent. Overall everyone from both sides finds it cute, ofc everyone would be supportive of the little brothers of two different families who started dating.

♡ The process of actually starting to date

- Oh god the process was A PAIN. Reo is very teasy and flirty at the same time while Kenta is a flustered mess that cannot stand anything without dying. Kenta is touch starved and Reo is a hugger who can read Kenta like an open book, but at the same time Reo can underestimate Kenta's clingyness. It's basically a war within the openly clingy and the shyly clingy. Over all their meetings there's always been that vibe of awkwardness over them trying their hardest to flirt SERIOUSLY but failing miserably, just teen stuff. They can't even hold hands cause Kenta refuses (too shy) so Reo has to forcefully hug him at times. But even with all of that, the one to confess first would actually be Kenta himself!!! Now listen, he has enough pride to not allow Reo to make 90% of the moves AND ALSO CONFESS??? Hell nah he had to do at least something for the relationship. So at one of their usual meetings Kenta kept trying to get enough courage to actually confess to an oblivious Reo with every gklk member watching from afar (Emotional support!). When Reo was already leaving Kenta had THE GUTS to confess to him after like 5 hours of hanging out which ended in Reo being like "bro fucking finally I was anxious all day cause I thought you'd give up after failing to confess like 6 times today!!!!" Reo was not that oblivious it seems. After publicly embarrassing Kenta, Reo just hugs him, says sorry and they officially start dating now. Beautiful. From this moment on, they'll try to manage seeing each other considering their messy ass backgrounds. And we'll talk about that too I have everything calculated.

♡ Okay but what abt the government

- In the current pararai timeline, if they started dating right now (Trust round) they'd still have plenty of time to be around each other considering Gokuluck is already at the finals therefore wouldn't have to return to prison just yet. But from then on, there's a shit ton of possibilities. If anyone who isn't gklk wins pararai, then they'd return straight back to prison, and the minis would be SEPARATED broken heart. If thats the case they'd probably text each other religiously (reminder Kenta has a laptop/pc thingy in prison) and Reo would visit him a lot. It feels really weird for two teenagers to meet each other IN PRISON but oh well this is the only reasonable outcome. It'd be very sad if that happened to the minis so vote gokuluck for the win so they don't go back to prison aha🏆 (subtle spam).

COMPILATION OF SMALLER HEADCANONS that I refuse to leave out

- Reo dressed Kenta as a discord kitten as a joke. Kenta kept the kitty earphones. They're somewhere but he wouldn't go out with them.

- Kenta's love language is sending incomprehensible memes to Reo or weird images he'd caption "us." Reo's love language is replying with those goofy pics with a pink bg and sanrio characters on top with overlayed text reading "this could be us but you play league of legends".

- Kenta is the #1 hater of publicly showing affection but when they're alone he's the biggest hugger and most clingy being on earth.

- Reo sends a "good morning!!! ⊂⁠(⁠(⁠・⁠▽⁠・⁠)⁠)⁠⊃" "good night~ (⁠人⁠*⁠´⁠∀⁠｀⁠)⁠｡⁠*ﾟ⁠+" every single day. Kenta just replies with "gm" "gn". Dry ass texter.

- Reo's hobby is giving Kenta ugly hairstyles while claiming he's making him "prettier".

- They're trying very hard to hide their relationship from the public, it's working rn but who knows for how long....

OKAY I'M DONE. FUCK THIS IS A LOT NAHSJS. Only pararai ship I've dedicated this much energy towards omg!! I just feel they're lacking content so I did God's work, you're welcome.

#pararai #paradox live #kenta mikoshiba #reo maruyama #valittleheadcanons #valittlekenreos #kenreo #reokenta

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