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beanghostprincess · 4 months

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Oh my god man just read your childhood sanuso au and I gotta say, it's such a nice read. One of my favorite tropes are childhood best friends who lost each other then reunite it's so beautiful.

And when you wrote how Nami said Usopp talks about him, ugh literal heart eyes

I have this hc where before Sanji, Usopp and Nami would be the one taking care of the kitchen and food so I can just imagine Usopp yapping about his old best friend to Nami while they're preparing dinner together and she's just nodding along not believing him in the slightest but still happy to listen

Like they'd be chopping vegetables for some simple stew and Usopp would open his mouth, "you know Nami, I actually met one of the best cooks in all of east blue when I was little, dare I say he was the best in all the seas" and he starts to ramble as Nami just goes "oh yeah? Mhmm" to him 😭😭

Love your little fic thing man it's such a treat

It's one of my favorite tropes too!!! I think they totally have the energy to be childhood BFFs. It fits them so damn much!

Nami would not believe a word Usopp says. Not her. Not anybody. Because, okay, saying "I used to have a cook best friend" isn't really that unbelievable. But the way Usopp talks about Sanji is so dramatic and poetic that they genuinely don't believe a word he's saying because it sounds too fantastic and too good to be true. Luffy won't stop mentioning they need a cook, and Usopp acts the same way every time and starts telling all the stories and little adventures they had (by 'little adventures' meaning 'we once sneaked into Kaya's home and baked cookies with her in the middle of the night and one of her caretakers was really angry but instantly gave up when he tasted the cookies because Sanji's food was just too good'. Which sounds like a real thing that happened. Because it happened. But they don't believe a word he's saying anyway because of the way he talks about him it's... Too romantic and imaginary to be true). Zoro and Nami don't believe that he had a friend like that (because he genuinely speaks about Sanji like a fucking God of food) and Luffy won't stop saying things like "If you know a cook you should've said it sooner!! Where is he now???!! Perhaps he joins us!!" but it's a very sensitive topic for Usopp and he refuses to tell them the truth, so he just smiles bitterly and says "We had to go separate ways I- I don't know where he is but!! But he wouldn't join us, anyway! He'd stay loyal to his captain! (referring to himself)". This is kind of why Nami and Zoro don't believe him either, y'know? The way he talks about being someone else's captain like it's a real thing.

Usopp wants to find Sanji again, he really does. But he also doesn't want to because it's embarrassing for him to find Sanji again and tell him he's the sniper of another pirate crew instead of having one of his own. The thought of Sanji joining them is great and he's dying to meet him again, but just thinking about Sanji being somebody else's cook makes his blood boil with envy. Even if it's Luffy. He loves Luffy. He knows he'll be the king of the pirates, and there's no doubt about that. But damn... He can't help but wish, just a little bit inside, behind all the jokes he makes about being a captain, that he was still Sanji's captain.

Then they meet again and none of them can believe that Sanji is actually real. And he actually calls Usopp captain??? And it's- It's just too much, man. Luffy gets a bit defensive over his title and says that no, HE is the captain and not Usopp. And Sanji is a bit confused at first and shame takes over Usopp because: "So- So you are not the captain, then?"

Usopp: Well, It's- It's a vague thing, right, Luffy? It's a shared- Luffy: It's not a shared thing, I am the captain. Zoro's the first mate. Nami is our navigator- Nami: I am not your anything. We're just working together! Luffy: And you are our sniper!!! Sanji: You're the sniper, then? Not the captain? Usopp: .... I really tried to- Sanji: It's fine. Don't worry. I'm sure your gorgeous navigator right here is starving. What do you all want to eat?

It's a bit uncomfortable. Really. Everything's the same as in the original story except that now you need to add a scene of Usopp explaining what really happened to the crew when Sanji goes away, and Luffy going "You might not be the captain but he could still be your cook!! I want him with us!!" and Usopp keeps saying that he doesn't need to do anything for him. Luffy actually says he's not. He just likes Sanji's food. Sanji refuses to go with them, yadda yadda yadda. And Usopp goes to talk to him because, despite being ashamed, he really, really wants Sanji back in his life. It kind of goes like this (I don't do narration today guys I just woke up and I maybe write a fic so y'all will have to wait):

Usopp: So... You're not coming with us? Sanji: .... I have stuff to do here. I can't just leave. Usopp: But you're not happy here- Sanji: How do you know that? Usopp: Because I know you! Sanji: We've been what?! Nine years without seeing each other?? You don't- Usopp: So you're going to find the All Blue trapped in here? That's what you're saying? Sanji: It's not- Usopp: Sanji, you can't just throw away your dream- Sanji: Throw away my dream like you did?! What happened to Captain Usopp, huh?! What's the point of finding the All Blue if you're not my captain?! What's the point of only one of us achieving our dreams?! Usopp: ... I'm sorry. I really tried to, I just- Maybe dreams change? Maybe I'm just meant to be a sniper! An adventurer. Like my father is. That's enough for me. If you accept Luffy's offer then we will be together and- Sanji: And you won't be my captain. I don't think I can- Shit, Usopp, I waited for you. For so long. Usopp: I might not be your captain anymore, but you're still my cook! You will forever be my cook and- If I go away and I don't bring you here with me I will forever regret it. Not going with you was the biggest mistake of my life, please. Sanji: ... I'm kind of glad you didn't. I nearly died the week after I left Syrup Village. Usopp: ??? What???! Sanji: Long story short, bad weather, Zeff's crew attacked us, ship sunk, got stuck in a huge-ass rock without food, Zeff saved me, uh- Yeah. Long story. At least you were safe, so- Usopp: I could've been with you. Sanji: Or you could've died. Hey, just- Let me do my own thing, okay? It was nice seeing you again... Captain.

You know the drill, Sanji has his talk about the All Blue with Luffy. Everything is kind of the same? The soup thing. Zeff fights with Sanji. Zeff tells Luffy to take him with him. Etc, etc, etc. You just need to have in mind the 'Usopp factor' and that Sanji needs to learn to see Luffy as his captain (not hard, because it's Luffy) and learn to see that Usopp's dream wasn't being a captain, but to be more than what people thought he was. And with this crew and Luffy he'll be able to do so. So Sanji happily joins them and he sees Usopp as the best adventurer and bravest pirate already. Like, in his eyes, getting to know Usopp again is the most exciting thing in the world + having a new captain he trusts with his life + getting to achieve his dream.

I don't want to use this post for more because I think I'm getting too carried away, but... You know. Everything is extremely sweet. They have the same canon dynamic but Usopp really, really tries to act braver and show off more in front of Sanji. He wants to live up to his expectations. But then he gets scared easily and Sanji doesn't mind at all because he knows how his best friend is, it's alright. He'll protect him. He'll do what he can't. On the other hand, Sanji is- He's the happiest he's ever been. He's sometimes so done with Usopp's shenanigans, but I think he's extremely clingy with him. They're not dating but they're... It's so obvious. The closet is glass and Sanji's hatred for men and internalized homophobia does not exist when it comes to Usopp. I mean, a bit of internalized homophobia is always there, but at least he doesn't try to be the straightest man alive when he's with Usopp. They feel like kids again when they're together and they have,,, So much fun. They sleep cuddling together because Sanji has missed him so much and likes having Usopp close. Usopp stays with him every time Sanji cooks. Nobody gets the inside jokes they make in front of everybody. Sanji is way more vocal about his feelings for him and keeps referring to Usopp as his best friend to anybody who asks. Usopp tells stories that are definitely not true to Sanji but Sanji nods and accepts them happily anyway. Usopp tells him about how Kaya had a crush on him, and Sanji is extremely confused because he's like "No?? She told me she had a crush on you?" and Nami is behind them like "You two are fucking idiots. She wants both of you. Now deal with it without fighting on deck, please." And they- They don't really know what to do with that information, so they send her a letter asking (and panicking about it) and she responds with another one, saying that Nami is right and if it's not too impertinent and selfish she'd like to wait and see both of them to tell them how she feels face to face. Until then, she'll wait for them. Usopp and Sanji don't really, uh, talk about it. Basically, they're the clingiest thing ever and everyone knows what's going on between them except them.

I have thoughts about how Water 7 would play out with these two, but I don't know if you're enjoying it enough for me to write the biggest post about it??? Idk. Let me know. I feel like I'm making this post too long. I am sorry-

#i want to write a fic about this and i have no time for this #aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa #it's so frustrating but i'll keep talking about it #they make me go insane they're so childhood bffs coded to me #their dynamic is everything #also kaya ilysm girl #one piece #black leg sanji #usopp #sanuso #usokaya #sankaya #?? i guess #sanusokaya #i am creating a thing a movement #sanuso childhood bffs au

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aita-blorbos · 7 months

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aita for feeding my friend?

she's had this curse for a few years now. she's bonded to a wolfish creature inside her that will remain dormant so long as it's fed live flesh. my friend doesn't want to eat anything alive, which is fair, but if she doesn't eat, then the wolf will slowly transform her body and heighten her hunger for flesh, and if it doesn't get fed for a long enough period of time, it will take full control and render her a mindless, starving animal that will hunt down anything with flesh and a pulse to stop.

we work as assassins, sometimes put together for jobs, and i've taken to providing her food when she's about to start transforming and making sure she eats before a hit so she doesn't transform mid-assassination. she's obviously not a fan of the curse or of having to eat live animals, but she's never been upset at me, specifically, for providing her food, until a couple nights ago.

we were on a job. and we needed to bring our target back alive, which would've been incredibly easy, but some complications popped up. my friend and i got split up trying to deal with them all and reunited a little while later, where i found our target pinned in place and my friend mid-transformation. she was surprisingly far along, must've started soon after we split up, but she was resisting the urge to feed herself because that was supposed to be my job. i was going to find an animal, since we were in the middle of the woods, but then the curse had her lunge at our target. and i couldn't let her kill him, so i had to jump in and restrain her. and at that point, there wasn't much else i could do aside from what i did—our target wasn't able to flee, so i couldn't let my friend go because she'd kill him, but if i didn't find her something to eat then she'd fully transform and i'd have to kill her, so i rolled up my sleeve and stuck my arm in front of her mouth.

she dug her teeth in but didn't actually take a bite. instead, she broke away from me and lunged for an animal nearby, using the little bit of clarity my flesh and blood was able to grant her. but she's not happy that i tried to feed her my arm. however, she's currently not a wolf, and the scars are pretty badass, so i think, y'know, in the end, no harm no foul. i mean, there was a little bit of harm. to my arm and also to all the birds she ate. and our target got away. so there was some harm. and maybe a little bit of foul. i dunno. aita?

#aita #am i the asshole #unreality

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spaceistheplaceart · 2 years

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Okay so you've already done "what if Chel and Stanley but in each others' games" but what about if the narrator and glados swapped?

Narrator in the role of Glados with Stanley:

(might change design later but for now this is what i have. take it)

unlike Glados, the Narrator holds onto his humanity. He holds onto it actually a bit... too much?

he's been alone for many, many years. And during these years he's spent his time reading literature, consuming story after story ravenously.

now that he has Stanley around though, he wants to try his hand at writing a story with Stanley as the star!

Instead of testing, the Narrator only wants to take Stanley on an adventure. However, it never seems to turn out the way the Narrator wants.

The Narrator manipulates testing chambers to fit the story he's creating which he also constantly adds to and changes. he's just so excited! he has so many ideas that have been building up in him over the years and he wants to get them all out NOW.

unfortunately every time he changes a test chamber the puzzle becomes unsolvable. So Stanley has to undo it and find a new way out and that's the puzzle solving mechanics of the game.

whenever Stanley completes a puzzle and doesn't go along w the narrator's "story"- the narrator gets more angry and sad.

eventually, when stanley reveals he just wants to escape, then the narrator becomes enraged and desperate and so, so, lonely. He does not want to be left alone again and just when he had the perfect star for his story!!!

He tries to keep Stanley there, even if he has to be die to stay put. He'll puppet around his corpse if he needs to

In the end, Stanley calms down the Narrator thru a story (it's very clumsily put together, but Stanley's trying) and the Narrator understands the harm he's doing. he gets sad about it, and recalls his life before being N4TR- back when he was (human name).

Stanley and the Narrator escape to the outside world. Along with the cores and whoever else.

And they were happy.

Narrator in the role of Glados with Chell:

same narrator motives but chell is a lot less... open to the story thing. she wants to just get the fuck out of here!

at first she tries to follow along, but the story stuff is confusing to her and she gets frustrated.

narrator gets angry at her for not following along, comes to the decision to kill her

she doesn't talk it out. she kills him. and leaves. with only herself and her Reassurance Cube.

Glados in the role of the Narrator with Chell:

Glados NEVER makes a physical form. but if she did, it'd just be an eye. She reassures Chell tho she can see everything-- she's a fourth dimensional being after all.

her narration style is more akin to the Curator than the Narrator. She's dry and focused on the story and a bit more relentless. Well, at first.

If Chell strays from the path, Glados insults her and resets immediately. she keeps doing this til Chell does what she wants. She'll break Chell need be.

But after three runs of the True Ending, Glados gets bored! It's just following directions, no innovation, how boring. Y'know what? Why don't you go and explore this time, Chell. Let's see what we can uncover.

Chell and Glados explore the Parable. Glados has scripts she's supposed to read from- but she finds them stupid and makes up her own improv. it's mostly just her being sarcastic and dry and funny unintentionally.

Instead of the Zen room it's endless Sudoku/Crossword/any sort of mind game.

her and chell aren't pals. but they have a respect for the other, in a way? like, Chell wants to GET OUT. and Glados is just bored. So Chell doesn't see her as an enemy and more of just a feature of this weird place. Glados sees Chell as a conduit for whatever Glados wants-- and she also kind of feels for Chell in the end. In the same way as the original like "just get the fuck out of here"

They do the escape pod and leave together. then part ways.

...

they wonder about eachother. and when they reunite one day, they keep in touch. their relationship is honestly mostly glados gossiping or bitching to chell about something and chell loving every second of it and doing some of her own bitching back. it's lovely "spilling tea" w her (i cannot think of another phrase sorry)

btw glados isnt a human. she doesn't want that form. she chooses a bird of prey instead. a really cool one. you can get away with a lot as a bird, and you can fly! how exciting, isn't it, Chell?

You'll frequently see them walkin around, glados perched on Chell's shoulder and whispering shit to her. A lot of people think Chell's a witch.

Glados in the role of the Narrator with Stanley:

Torture. Absolute torture. poor fucking Stanley. He doesn't have the same willpower Chell does to get out at all costs, and Glados isn't emotionally available to be able to take pity on and care for Stanley.

Glados finds Stanley disappointing, annoying, and dull. She wants to return him for being "defective". There's no way this story is supposed to be about him of all people.

Most of it is honestly just Glados insulting Stanley :(

she also punishes stanley smtimes. "your actions have consequences, Stanley. I'm going to reset you a few times just to punish you. Here we go. Have fun blinking in and out of existence for a few minutes."

Eventually, Stanley convinces her to escape with him because neither of them want to be here and after they leave, they don't have to see eachother ever again. She's cool with that. place was boring anyway.

They leave. And do not reconnect.

#sorry if im writing glados to mean? i remember her being a cold hearted asshole tbh #but in a fun way ofc <3 for us. not for chell.#tsp #portal #abuse tw #bc of what i said abt how glados treats stanley #op posts #nervous to post this!

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frunbuns · 1 year

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While I'm happy that Din and Grogu are together again, I do wish that they weren't reunited so soon - and especially in a different show. It feels a bit like it undermines the s2 finale and the weight it held. The sacrifices they both made.

The fact that their reunion was like that - while it was lovely, and I definitely she'd some tears - feels like their separation didn't really matter all that much after all. It kinda cheapens it, y'know?

Before the tbobf reunion I imagined s3 would be them growing and evolving while they were apart. Maybe see how their separation affects them now that they've grown so close. Throw in some character development. See who they are without each other after everything they've been through. Because it has changed them.

Din has crossed boundaries he never would have before, just for Grogu. And what does it really mean? For the both of them. How has that really affected what and who they are. (Though I feel like s3 is probably going to touch on this a bit anyway)

And then they'd have an emotional reunion. Maybe as the season finale.

I wish they'd done something to make it clear that they're better together, both for the audience and the characters. Give us the chance to really get a feel for who they are alone, just to make their coming together all the more meaningful and impactful. Have them get back together and make them better than ever.

I wish they'd had the guts to really commit to it, is what I mean to say. I think.

#star wars #the mandalorian #the mandalorian s3 #the mandalorian season 3 #din djarin #mando #grogu #grogu djarin #din and grogu #the book of boba fett #tbobf #mine

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thepeanutbutterwizard · 7 months

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Whats the family dynamic like for Misako, Garmadon, Nya and Lloyd like in your Venomous Teachings AU and are Mystake and Kai included in it since Mistake helped take care of Lloyd while Garmadon was banished and Kai gets freed from Wu's manipulation?

Kai and Mystake are definitely considered part of the family, even if it takes Kai a hot minute to actually realize and accept that.

They're a massively chaotic family, for a lot of reasons. Garm and Nya are like, actually a bit feral bc of the whole 'decade in the Underworld with only each other' thing. And I mean feral in a 'not accustomed to civilization and polite society' way, not a 'chaos for chaos sake, will bite as a greeting', though both do apply.

The two are also incredibly close, as are Misako and Lloyd, which is to be expected from, y'know, having no-one else around for a decade/most of the kids lives.

Garm and Misako kinda just, fit back together almost immediately once they're reunited. They're that type of old married couple who've been in sync with each other so long that even after a decade apart where the both of them have changed, they just click back together like they were never apart.

Things between Nya and Misako have a one-sided awkwardness to their dynamic at first, mostly from Nya's side. Growing up, Garm told her a lot about Misako, the wife he absolutely adored, and how he knew she would be just as happy to have Nya as a daughter as he is, to the point where he's been referring to Misako as 'your (Nya's) Mom' for years, and Nya's been excited for years to finally meet Misako and her probably younger sibling.

But actually meeting made things different. Nya's usually very unapologetic about being who and what she is. As long as she has her Dad in her corner, who gives a shit at the side eyes she gets when she refuses to use silverware? He isn't using them either!

But Misako is Human. The only Human Nya actually wants to like her (Kai's her brother, so even if he looks Human she knows he can't be, not fully, so he doesn't count and his teammates are annoying).

And there's also a bit of fear of 'I know Dad said she'd like me, but what if she hates me as much as the rest of the city and is just pretending for Dad's sake?' or something like that.

Misako picks up on something going on with Nya, how she seems to act differently around her vs anyone else, and quickly puts Nya's fears to rest. Sure, a surprise 14 year old kid showing up with her thought-to-be-dead husband wasn't on her bingo card that year, but she's happy to have Nya as a part of their family, and wishes all the 'stop Wu from taking over the world' stuff wasn't making it so hard to get to know each other.

Things go smoothly for them after that.

Lloyd and Nya hit things off almost immediately and are absolute menaces together.

After...everything that happens with Wu and the Mega Weapon, Kai and Nya both are officially adopted by Garmisako, something that takes Kai a while to adjust to.

Kai pushes back against them hard at first, Garmadon especially. Life with Wu was rigid, structured, strict. He knew what was expected of him in any situation, and knew what the consequences for not meeting those expectations was.

Garmisako are very much not like that.

Eventually, Kai does warm up to them, but with his luck he doesn't get to the point where he's comfortable calling them his parents until just before Ray and Maya are freed from Krux, which makes things really complicated again.

Mystake is kinda like a vodka grandma to the RGB siblings and the other kids. She's a bit like that meme " 'what are you doing?' 'teen rebellion' 'fuck yeah, stick it to the old people' ". She gets a bit naggy with Garm, but it all comes from a place of concern for this disaster of a pup she's known his entire life. Mystake is honestly boggled that Garm's made it this far without dying.

#ninjago #lego ninjago #ninjago au #venomous teachings au #i dont feel like tagging everyone

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dcu-rarepair · 2 years

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Family. That's a good word to describe what they are. They're an amalgamation of mutants, aliens, and warriors. A little patchwork family, sewn together not by blood but by love and camaraderie. Joey may be new, but he fits snuggly into their little quilt, hardly a seam out of place. "Yeah," Dick says softly, "like family." "Tell me more about them. Your family." in which dick and joey reflect on their families and the one they made together Teen And Up Audiences | No Archive Warnings Apply Dick Grayson/Joseph Wilson

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rosietrace · 1 year

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Glorious Masquerade, crimson flames (3/?)

Summary: Victoria has been graciously invited to attend the symposium hosted by Noble Bell College in collaboration with Night Raven College. Unfortunately, it seems she has a couple adversaries attending, specifically a certain prince of thorns...

( This does not apply to any of the main stories. )

{ Apologies for any out of character moments }

"Er….. Are you alright?"

Frisk asked Azul as she helped him up, noticing the notable sweat across him and Idia's faces.

Freyah snorted."They both look like drenched sunflower seeds." She joked, earning a look of confusion from Ruggie and Epel.

Zen shrugged it off as if it were nothing."You could've just made a small cloud, y'know. Like what I did for me and Tori…" he added, sitting on top of said cloud while Victoria stood next to him.

"How… Many floors does this tower have?" Azul pants, his unbothered expression faltering little by little.

"And no elevator?... I miss technology…" Idia whined soon after, wiping off the sweat from his forehead. Azul pushed up his glasses and tried to appear as unbothered as possible, to the point that Jamil couldn't help but laugh.

Rollo pursed his lips."Apologies. This tower is incredibly old, and there is no other way to go up besides manually.." he apologized, and somehow there wasn't a drop of sweat on his forehead.

Victoria sent him a pleasant yet fake smile."It is alright, Rollo-san. It appears that you frequent this building quite often. Is that true?" She clasped her hands together, making it seem as though she's taken a keen interest in Rollo.

For whatever reason, it set Malleus off…

Rollo nodded and began to look around the room they were in."Yes, actually. It's not just the bell of salvation that the school is so proud of, but the tower itself. I'd wish for you all to look around." He suggested calmly, matching Victoria's energy surprisingly well.

"Ooh~ It's so spacious and complex! Maybe enough for someone to live in it!" Freyah exclaimed, giving Rollo a bright smile.

Rollo sent her a small smile in response."Rest assured, Freyah-san, we are almost at the top." He confirmed, earning a groan from Idia and Azul in response.

Zen patted the space next to him while sitting in the cloud."Tori~ You don't wanna get crows feet, right?" He teased, making it obvious that he wanted her to sit next to him.

Victoria chuckled."Well, I suppose you're not wrong." She quickly sat next to him on the cloud as they made their way up.

When they finally reached the top, everyone but Rollo couldn't help but look at their surroundings in awe.

Yuuta appeared impressed, and nodded in approval."How intriguing…" Frisk looked at him in concern as he appeared… Rather nervous.

Grim floated over next to Rollo."Is this what we came here for?" Grim asked curiously, crossing his arms that were coated in fur.

"Yes…. This is the bell of salvation." Rollo replied, looking at the bell in front of him in admiration.

"It is rather magnificent. In my kingdom we have clock bells as well, but I've never witnessed one this large." Malleus made a side comment, and Victoria couldn't help but roll her eyes.

Malleus chose to ignore her expression."I feel that the ringing of this bell would wake Silver from his sleep.."

Silver looked away awkwardly, "That would be good, at least…" he murmured.

As everyone made their side comments of complimenting the bell, Victoria paid no mind to any of them. But she couldn't help but feel a sense of happiness after hearing Trein's comment.

When the day eventually comes… I hope you and your wife will be reunited, professor. She thought, her hardheaded expression softening a bit.

Rollo let out a soft chuckle."It is good that you can all feel the splendor of the bell of salvation as well." Trein gave him a polite smile and a nod in response.

"I can assume that its charms extend beyond its beauty?" Zen giggled, swinging his legs as he sat on the cloud.

Rollo nods."Indeed. In case you've forgotten, the bell of salvation is our academy's valuable 'magic tool'." Rollo showed off a look of pride as he started his exposition.

"The bell is actually enchanted. And its sound carries that enchantment." He continued, piquing the interests of everyone in the room.

"The ringing of the bell enchants the whole town, and the people of the city of flowers are protected because of it." Rollo turned to Frisk.

"I heard that you did a bit of research on the city before arriving, would it be alright if you could explain the 'calamity'?" He asked gently, making Frisk feel comfortable enough to answer for him.

She gave him a determined nod in response."O-Of course! Long ago, there was a disastrous 'calamity' that came to the city, and some say that the bell of salvation saved it… Hence the name 'Bell of salvation'." Frisk revealed, earning a proud clap from Rollo as a response.

Malleus and Victoria appeared confused."The ring of the bell? Saved the whole city?" They said in sync. In realization of that, they scowled at one another.

"Well, it's not less than Night Raven College's dark mirror, after all. The ring of the bell of salvation still carries a ridiculous amount of powerful magic. The city houses many rare magical plants, which is thanks to the sound of the Bell's ringing." Zen couldn't help but clap at Rollo's admiration for the bell, and how much pride he took just by being in front of it.

As everyone talked on and on about the bell, Yuuta looked away from everyone else awkwardly, hiding whatever nervousness he had with his hand.

Though Zen noticed and was…. Bewildered by it, his attention shifted to Malleus interacting with a gargoyle statue. Much to the chagrin of his best friend.

♜ ♛ ________________________________♛♜

"I'm so glad you and Zenith were able to make it, my darling girl!"

A woman with ebony black hair cooed and kissed Victoria's cheeks. The latter only giggled and hugged her in response.

A man with a hair color similar to Victoria's grinned."Now, Vivian, our daughter needs space as well." He joked.

Vivian snickered and hugged her daughter back before pulling away."I know, Florian you silly thing! I simply miss our beautiful daughter so much!" She exclaimed, making Victoria blush in embarrassment.

Why, you may ask? Well, Vivian was showcasing such affection in front of Victoria's classmates. Not only that, but Malleus as well.

Suddenly, Vivian turns to face her daughter."Darling…. Why aren't you wearing your dress?" She asked worriedly.

Victoria smiled awkwardly."Well, I forgot to bring it at the last minute. And Odile hasn't sent it to me as requested yet-" As if it was staged, a crow from above dropped an elaborately decorated box onto Victoria's hands.

Zen snickered."Guess it's already been delivered with my outfit too!" He squealed gleefully, hugging Victoria from behind.

Florian laughed."Well, don't waste time you two, go change." After saying that, Rollo nodded in agreement and said something along the lines of not wanting to waste time.

The duo nodded as they headed someplace else to change into their outfits.

#twisted wonderland oc #twst oc #twst event #twst glorious masquerade #glorious masquerade #rollo flamm #twst rollo #twst noble bell college #noble bell college #twst nrc #nrc oc #nrc ocs #twst night raven college #night raven college oc #night raven college #twst ocs #twisted wonderland ocs #florian shard #vivian marigold

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demonprincezeldris · 2 years

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When Meliodas and Zeldris are finally reunited, the issue with the storms comes up.

They're out hunting together, an attempt at bonding, since the air between them is still a little bit awkward. It had been Meliodas’s idea, and Zeldris was more than happy just to spend time with him.

Meliodas sees the storm clouds brewing on the horizon, and starts logging places to hunker down with a piece of his mind. Unfortunately, it comes in faster than he expected, so when the skies opened and it began to rain, he made a face and, rather abruptly, made a sharp turn into an opening in the rock face. He didn't THINK it would be dangerous, and he was pretty lucky when the small tunnel he'd been crawling through opened up into a cave. It wasn't huge, but if he could lay down across it if he so chose, and it was high enough to sit without hitting his head.

He glanced back at the opening, waiting for his brother.

And waiting.

And he was starting to get a little nervous. He was alone, in the dark. He bristled when thunder cracked, digging his fingers into the dirt beneath him. "Zeldris?" He called quietly, nervously peering forward. "Zeldris?" A little louder. "Where did you go?"

He didn't like this. He didn't like this one bit-!

"Hey, sorry." He heard whispered back over the sounds of clattering. "I was getting some dry wood. It took me a minute." He came in backwards a beat later, dragging a pile of sticks

"...Oh." Yeah, that was... That was smart. He felt a little embarrassed for not thinking of that, but he just darted into the cave as quick as he could. He did NOT want to be out there when the lightning started striking.

He jolted a little as, right on cue, another Crack sounded. Zeldris glanced at him as he set up the fire next to the entrance, so the smoke could filter out, and Meliodas gave him a big smile. Everything is fine, please don't ask questions, don't worry.

Zeldris gave him a little smile back and lit the pyre. Warmth began to seep into the cool stone almost immediately, and the elder sat back against it with a grunt.

Meliodas had pulled his legs up against his chest, and was resting his head on his knees. Zeldris glanced at him from where he was settled, half sprawled along the floor, his arm balancing on his one propped up leg. "Hey. You alright?"

"Oh, yeah, totally, I'm fine!" Meliodas said with a smile. "It's just a little cramped in here, but I wanted to get out of the rain, y'know?"

"That's fair. Do you want me to scoot over a little, or...?"

"Oh, no, no, no, you're completely fine!"

"Ok."

They lapsed into silence, Zeldris keeping an eye on the flame and occasionally tossing in another piece of wood. Then a particularly loud boom sounded, shaking the cave itself with how close it must have been. The little ball that Meliodas had become flinched and whimpered, curling tighter in on himself as he fought back tremors.

"Aw, kid, why didn't you just say you were scared of storms?"

"B-Because I'm no-ot!"

"Mel, you're shaking."

"...Sh-Shut up. I'm just a little cold, 's all."

"...You were scared of storms when you were little too, y'know?"

"..."

"They reminded you of our sire. You'd be apologizing to nothing, because you didn't want to be punished. I think that might be where your fear originates."

"...It's embarrassing..." He whisper mumbled. "It's just a storm."

Zeldris shuffled closer, not hard in the tight space, and pressed their sides together. Meliodas tensed a little but, when he didn't draw away after a moment, put an arm over his shoulders and drew him a little closer. Meliodas didn't fight it.

"Want to know a secret?" He whispered conspiratorially. Meliodas hummed quietly and peaked up at him. Zeldris gave him a little smile. "I'm scared of the dark."

He sat up, startled and aghast. "What? You?? The-"

"The literal prince of darkness and shadows, I know, I know." He laughed. "But... being in the dark, in the quiet... it's lonely, and I hate it. It makes me feel trapped and isolated and stuck. Like I can't escape."

"...Oh." Slowly, a little hesitantly, he settled back down, resting his head against his brothers chest. Zeldris shrugged. "Yeah. Gonna be honest, getting the firewood was more for the sake of the light than the heat. When you went into the very dark very claustrophobic hole, I... was a little nervous."

Meliodas jolted, moving to tear away from him. "I'm so sorry-" He didn't get very far before Zeldris was laughing and dragging him back, hugging him more securely against him. "It's FINE, Meliodas. It's not so bad when I'm not alone. And the fire helps. Don't worry about it."

He was still in a guilty, miserable little ball, even if he was curled against him, and Zeldris snorted. "Oh, you're ridiculous. Come here." Meliodas really only protested out of principal as Zeldris manhandled him to practically lay on top of him, bitching as he undid the ribbon holding his hair up for all of a minute before the fingers were against his skull, and Oh. Ok.

He went limp pretty quickly, just as Zeldris knew he would when he started combing his fingers through his hair. "Does my heart rate SOUND like I'm scared, little one?"

"......No." He eventually managed to get out, speaking through the haze of liquid gold. Zeldris hummed. "That's because I'm not. The fire is keeping the darkness and the cold away, and your presence is keeping the fear away. I'm not alone right now. And neither are you."

Meliodas’s eyes were half open, but drooping more with each passing moment. He shuffled a little, arms going around his back as Zeldris rubbed his head. "...Thanks." He whispered, nuzzling into his chest. "It's- I'm not... Scared. When you're here." His voice was barely a rasp, and if it were any louder around them, Zeldris doubts he'd have heard. So he just smiled and brushed a kiss to his head.

Zeldris is internally grateful for the bonding moment betweent eh two. He reminisces on the past times when Meliodas was young, and he was scared of his sire. He dared not call the bastard a fatherly figure.

He would never forgive him for the trauma he ingrained into Meliodas' head. He remembers those times when Meliodas would accompany Zeldris into the throne room, only to cower behind Zeldris' form as their father's voice boomed through the emtpy room. His poor brother was terrified.

Zeldris had always vowed to protect Meliodas from their sire, reminding him that he did nothing wrong.

#Big Bro Zel AU #Meliodas #Zeldris

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soleminisanction · 2 years

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any predictions or hopes for yj dark crisis mini?

My policy is not to make predictions if I can help it. I might theorize for fun as the issues come out because I like guessing where the story is going, but I think making predictions/trying to read the writer's mind is setting one's self up for disappointment. More fun to discover the story along the way, y'know?

That said, the fact that Meghan Fitzmartin went for as funny and unsubtle a shenanigan as a literal elephant in the room for the Pride special gives me hope that she'll be a good fit for the kind of out-there adventures that have always suited this team well. And I am so, so happy and excited that Cassie is getting explicit character focus. Especially that her relationships with the boys are getting highlighted as much as their relationships with each other.

I'm most interested to see who the antagonists will be though. The boys are apparently getting stuck in a dream world that bears at least a superficial resemblance to the old YJ days, while Cassie works from the outside to find them. That could well be a completely new villain, which has been the trend from what I've seen of most Infinite Frontier comics... or it could mean the return of Bedlam, possible in tandem with other old enemies, maybe even ones who are more personal to Cassie. Having YJ reunite to face down the first foe they ever fought together would be a lot of fun.

Still, whatever we get, I can't wait to see how it unfolds.

#dark crisis young justice #young justice #young just us #cassie sandsmark

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icharchivist · 4 months

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One time three people cancelled last-minute and then Threo ate the whole thing by herself, but Seofon was like "At least one person appreciated my cooking, ha ha" and then went to his room to cry

But y'know, these days they're all friends with Danchou, so I believe that Danchou can get them all together, which only makes Seofon appreciate them more

And since they're an honorary Eternal at this point they get invited to these feasts as well, giving Seofon even more people to spend time with and he's super happy, because his family's all there, enjoying themselves and even Feower is only mildly passive aggressive about the food he made

I couldn't stop at him crying, he deserves to be happy, I just couldn't do it

at least you know Threo wouldn't say no to a good meal, so at least Seofon can be happy there.

But truuue now Danchou can make it easier for all of the Eternals to show up. So now at least his meals at least get all of them to show up for them.

It's v good you're giving him a happy ending. At least canon backs you up on this one since they told us over and over that Seofon uses MC to be sure he can reunite all of them to do silly things, like the hot springs event.

So. It's perfect. No more Crying Seofon!

#ichareply #ichafantalks gbf #anonymous

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clouddd-hannn · 3 years

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HIS RETURN - Stray Kids Lee Minho

Day O7. Lee Minho x M!Reader — Wax play, bondage, cock-stuffing

COUPLE: Lee Minho x M!Reader

GENRE: Smut

ADDITIONAL WARNINGS: blowjob, Minho being a bit manipulative, BDSM details(?), Minho facefucking you roughly

SUMMARY: During a small 'friends get-together', you were reunited with the person you so badly tried to avoid: your ex-fuck buddy, Lee Minho

You were hanging out with your friends, Bang Chan, Felix and Hyunjin, that day since you all decided it would be fun to have a reunion with your friend group in middle and sadly the others couldn't make it since they were busy with their school works. Supposedly, Seungmin and Jisung had initially planned to join in on the friends reunion, but a sudden news of school projects to be passed on the same day was made leaving the two boys with no choice, but to stay at their classmate's house to work on the project together. Although, they did say they were going to come if they can still make it. At least there's a little bit of hope.

Your bestfriend, Minho, was also one of your friends who had received a very unfortunate news resulting to his absence. Either way, you were happy these three people came. You were scared just an hour ago that no one would show up since you arrived at the meeting place in such an early hour. On the plus side, you were happy he wasn't able to attend. God knows what will happen if you saw him.

It has already been a long time since you last saw your friends and looking at them now, you could say that they grew up so well considering that they're now as taller as you were, not like back in middle school where you practically almost towered over them, and now they looked like fucking giants with you in between them. Hyunjin also lost the extra fats on his cheeks that you admired so bad. You'd always find any way to squish them with your fingers at how cute they looked, although it's still faintly present, you just can't get your eyes off how sharp his jawline is. Damn, are you so jealous for this guy.

"Quit with the staring, M/N," Hyunjin giggled while feeling up his heating cheeks. "It's making me blush."

You pouted looking up at him. "I just can't believe you decided to erase your cute chubby cheeks that I always like to squish," you said pinching the air as if they were Hyunjin's cheeks.

"Exactly the reason why I hated them. You always played with my cheeks and never took my plea for you to stop because it hurts so bad," Hyunjin said, the stinging pain of your finger squishing his face almost present, lingering on his cheeks.

"Oh, come on. Don't be ao dramatic," you chuckled, punching Hyunjin lightly on the shoulder and he let out a wince. "I didn't even hit you that hard!"

Felix just rolled his eyes and hooked an arm over your shoulder. "You need to get used to Hyunjin starting now. Have you ever thought of that?"

"Well, I guess not," you giggled and looked up at Hyunjin to give him a hug. "I like my drama queen and I would never complain," you laughed lightly to which got you Hyunjin's arms wrapping them around you.

"Hey, hey. This reunion isn't just about Hyunjin, y'know?" Chan tuts his tongue, placing his lollipop back inside his mouth and gave you a solemn look. "You were our princess back then, even until now, M/N and yet you only see Hyunjin. That's just seriously unfair."

You rolled your eyes at Bang Chan and pulled one side of your lips up. "Quit being a pouty baby, hyung," you joked, a small chuckle leaving your lips before you got up from your seat and gave Chan a big warm hug. "There. Are you happy now?"

"Me, next!" Felix raised his right arm while smiling with his pearly white teeth showing, giggling soon after. You chuckled softly and moved to Felix' side and gave him the hug he wanted. "You still give off the same warm and welcoming vibe, M/N. I like it," he commented before standing up and opened his arms wide, then engulfing you in a tight embrace. "I like the way you didn't change. Only..." he trailed off and scanned his head from left to right from above your head. "I can't see you. Where have you gone?"

Felix felt all the air in his lungs get knocked out of him when you threw a light, but slightly strong punch to his chest. "Asshole," you muttered and smirked when you saw Felix laughing. "Don't you dare mock my height, Felix if you don't want another fist to your chest leave you dying," you threatened and Felix just nodded his head, the others laughing along.

The whole morning was quite eventful with you getting treated to many food shops and of course, ice creams and other desserts. You'd also take stops at a few places to take pictures to add to your picture album and of course for memory since you'll all go your separate ways after all this and you need to have something to keep as a memory.

At exactly 12:30 in the afternoon, Seungmin contacted his boyfriend, Hyunjin, and told the latter that they were able to finish the project quickly since everyone took their role in participating in the group project. Hyunjin told the younger of your whereabouts. Hyunjin hung up the call and faced you three. "Seungmin and Jisung are coming. They told us to wait for them."

You all agreed to wait for the two only for you to get a big shock and cause a sudden panic when you saw Seungmin and Jisung walking with the Lee Minho that you ever so wanted to avoid...like a lot. 'Fuck. Why's he here? I thought he said he'd be busy at work.' You tapped Chan's shoulder and the older turned to look at you. "I'm just gonna use the restroom," you excused yourself and left when Chan gave you a nod.

Sprinting your way to the bathroom, your mind was suddenly flooded with thoughts of Minho and all the times you've spent with him. Those times being your fuck buddy days. "Damn it. I knew I felt something bad was gonma happen," you murmured biting on your nails. You still remember the very first day you offered to pleasure Minho so vividly like it was just yesterday.

"M-minho-hyung.. can I...can I ask you something?" You asked the older male timidly while playing with your fingers. You were both having a study session at your place and all you could say was, you didn't want to study. You wanted to get laid.

Minho stopped what he was doing and gave you his full attention so he could listen to anything yiu wanted to tell him. "Yeah, sure. What is it?" He asked you as he perked an eyebrow.

You opened and closed your mouth in hesitation and looked at the male who gave you an encouraging smile. You sighed and with all the courage left inside you, you immediately placed your hand on his crotch and groped his clothed member. Minho was shocked to say the least, but he wasn't complaining. "C-Can I do this, hyung?"

He smirked and neared your ear to whisper seductively. "Do what, M/N? You have to be more specific."

Your lips went dry and tried to answer, the only words coming out from you was: "Can I suck you off, hyung?"

You slapped yourself on the face and splashed water onto your reddening cheeks as you were brought back to reality. "God... I just want to go home," you sighed and decided to leave the room since you noticed you were already taking so long inside the restroom. Any longer and they'd be suspicious of what you were doing. Before you got out, you mentally prepared yourself and smiled, walking back to where your friends were, your attention busy on wiping your hands, not noticing that there was only one person left waiting for you. "Hey, sorry about...MINHO-HYUNG?! I mean, what? Hey, where's everybody?" You asked with an awkward smile.

"They said they needed to be somewhere," he answered and you just nodded your head. An awkward atmosphere fell upon you two, you trying to figure out what to say. "By the way, I noticed that you never answered my calls anymore. Why is that?" You didn't reply to his question which only made the male scoff. "You know, I've been really pent up lately and you're being a brat right now. I don't like it, M/N."

"So what? There was nothing between us in the first place," You sassed that caught Minho off guard since you never spoke to him that way or at least fought back. "We were just plain fuck buddies. To, you know, get off whenever we want to or to find some pleasure or heat when it's cold? Ugh, you get it."

Minho, growling, dragged you harshly towards a secluded alleyway and pushed you towards the wall. "Watch the tone, M/N," he gritted out. "Sure, there was nothing between us, I admit that. I know, but we used our bodies for each other's pleasure and right now, I'm fucking horny and you're not making it any easier with your bratty attitude," Minho stated yet you just rolled your eyes in reply which didn't come unnoticed by the taller male as he poked the inside of his cheek. He chuckled darkly and dropped his head low, eyeing you with his head hung low.

"See? Even you admit it. You're seriousky—AGH!"

You immediately gasped for air when Minho suddenly grabbed your neck and tightened his grip around it all the while pushing you to a wall. "I already told you what happens to brats like you, right M/N?" He became satisfied when he saw you nod so quickly, wanting him to let go of yiur neck as you clawed on it. "Right now, were going to my house and you do as I say, got that?" You didn't like the way those words moved out of his mouth. Sure, you were pretty much turned on by how his voice sounded so dominating, but you didn't like the way he took control over you, wrapped around his fingers. All in all, you're already experiencing a tightening in your pants.

"Y-yes, hyung," You squeaked, voice airy at the way he choked you. He removed his hand around your neck, making yiu gasp as you tried to regain that was stolen from you, wheezing and coughing as you did. "Shit.." you muttered before Minho pulled you by the wrist and shoved you inside his car.

"You're in big trouble, M/N," Those were the few words that got you weakening at the knees. You take your words back. You just adored it when Minho gets so pent up and angry at how bratty and bitchy you could get, either way you still feared what Minho could do to you. Anything is possible when it comes to Minho.

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Minho let out a satisfied sigh while he talked to Chan on the phone. "Yeah, he told me he's feeling better now. I guess he just really needs some rest," Minho replied as he caressed your face while your mouth was continuously and agressively getting stuffed by his thick size that got you choking everytime he reached the furthest end of your throat, disabling you to breathe for a short matter of time. Minho noticed how you were having a hard time breathing, so he took his hand to cover over the mic of his phone and moved his head away from it to talk to you. "Breathe through your nose, love," He told you as you nod your head and complied.

As much as you want to pull away, you just never lost your love for Minho's huge length that you just want it all shoved down your mouth and suck him good and besides, how can you pull away when your all tied up while your head was being pushed roughly into the headboard of his bed whenever Minho thrusted his hips towards your mouth.

"I'll make sure he gets well soon," he said and hung up with a smile, before heaving out a loud sigh and stopping his movements while his hand was placed on top of your head. "Damn, M/N. I just can never get used to how pretty you look with your lips perfectly wrapped around my dick," he stated as he brushed his hands through your hair.

When Minho had already confirmed that he had already had hung up, he threw his phone somewhere in the bed and got back down to business and fucked your mouth at a very concerning speed.

Your eyes widened and tears continued to spill from your eyes as you squirmed in your place, your toes curling as your throat was continually violated by Minho's cock. You choked and swallowed in attempt to get used to his size in such a short amount of time while Minho howled and groaned while chuckling deeply whenever your throat tightened around him. "Fuck, kitten! You really know how to make me feel good, huh?" With a lot of hesitation you tried to let out a 'yes', but it only came out as a hum that sent shivers down Minho's girth, him groaning in reply.

"I still remember the first time you asked to suck my dick, M/N. Do you as well?" He asked you in between pants never halting his motions. He only saw you look up at him with beady eyes, realizing you couldn't talk. "Oh, is your mouth full?" He smirked, while he kept on abusing your throat.

You liked these. Everything. You liked how Minho was being rough with you, you liked how you were being put into your place and took his cock, you liked how he always gets so turned on when he sees your mouth wrapped around his dick. To Minho, it was a pretty much nice sight to see.

Soon, Minho's thrust started to get sloppy, his hips snapping towards you as he grunted and cursed under his breathe. "Fuck, shit. M/N, I'm about to cum and you're not going to let a single drop to waste, understand?" Even without your reply, he still thrusted sloppily into your mouth until he buried his huge cock in the depths of your mouth and climaxed into your mouth. "Cumming!"

You let out a muffled moan as you swallowed his cum, sucking him dry with your mouth, hallowing your cheeks aa if to imitate a vaccuum as you sucked on his huge cock. This made Minho's legs tremble as he threw his head back, a guttural moan leaving past his lips as he held your head in place. "Fuck! I love it when you do that," he stated as he looked back down at you.

Your red-colored cheeks were stained with your own tears, plump lips perfectly wrapped around his cock, your nose buried in his shaved crotch. "Bet you're still not tired," he stated as he pulled his still hard cock from your mouth, leaving your lips with a pop as you gasped for air. "You used to go for rounds after rounds until we were both tired."

"That was then, hyung," you stated as you sat down on the bed, playing with your fingers as you bit your lip. "I was...still immature that time. I admit, I liked every session we had but I think we should really stop. What we had before was just an act out of impulse. We were both...well, horny that time and our choice was decided because of our raging hormones."

Minho just stared at you in disbelief before he fixed himself and rolled his eyes. "If you're gonna talk nonsense, just go. Fine, let's say I answered 'no' to your question back then. Would that have changed anything?"

"Change anything? What do you mean? I mean, yeah. If you had said 'no' then it'd be awkward between us," you answered looking up at the male, you hair disheveled as you pout. "Why are you even asking me this?" You asked the other male who slumped his shoulders in annoyance.

"You're right, but I'll still take the offer anyway later on," he answered before he snapped his fingers, making you put your attention on him. "Well, if you want to stop what we have right now...can we at least try one more thing we still haven't do?" Minho offered with an expectant smirk, crunching his nose as he did.

Raising a brow, you hummed for a while to think about it before you sighed. You nodded with a sigh, agreeing to his deal. "If it means you'll stay away from me, then fine. What's the worse that could happen?"

Is what you said but now you were regretting it as you've find yourself naked, your body bounded by a red rope (shibari). "Does it hurt?" Minho asked before you turned your head towards him, a scowl evident on your face.

"Does it hurt? Seriously? That's the first question you ask me after you surprisingly took out a silk rope out of that bag?" You stated towards the other who just smirked as he pulled on the silk, making you growl at him as you clenched your fists that were tied behind you.

"You never asked and I have your consent so I won't call this forced," Minho defended himself as he went back to get something from his bag. Is he hiding other things inside that bag? You thought to yourself as you squirmed around on the bed, trying to move you feet to no avail. "Eyes here."

You looked up at the male, your eyes widening upon seeing the 'toy' in his hand. "Nope, no way! There is no way that thing is going anywhere near my body! Put that away—ah, hey!" You shouted as he turned you on your back, making you whimper, blushing hard once Minho saw how hard you were.

"This'll be a lot more easier," he stated as he played with 'the thing' you hated the most; a urethral beads. If there was one kink you hated about Minho, it's his sadistic persona. I mean, sure he'd ask for your consent but he'd still try to persuade into agreeing his pleas. And unfortunately, it always works. "It won't hurt. I promise!"

"NO! MINHO! UNTIE ME NOW!" You shouted at the male who sighed and placed one hand on your stomach, making you breathe out shakily. "Y-You can't be s-serious, hyung. You're trying to change my mind."

"I'm glad you still know how I do it," Minho stated before he looked at you, eyes soft as he smiled. "Just trust me, M/N. I'l make sure it won't hurt."

You could sense the sincerity in his eyes as you opened your mouth to protest but backed out, deciding to sigh before furrowing your eyebrows at him. "Fine. But if I get hurt, I'll scream. My safeword is 'matcha', alright? If I say it, you stop," you instructed, the other male chuckling as he nodded. "Good."

With that, Minho got the stick and coated it with a plenty amount of clear lube. The other male looked at your erect cock, making you blush as you looked away. He flicked on your cock twice, making you whimper before he tapped your slit with the end of the beads. "Ready?"

"I-I don't know," you answered back, still hesitant to put that thing in. "A-Alrighr but push it in slowly," you instructed the male who nodded.

"I will. I won't ever do anything to hurt you. You know I've always told you that," he stated before he slowly pushed it inside your urethra, making you grit your teeth at the unfamiliar feeling. It felt as if you were being pierced in the stomach, that kind of feeling and it hurt a little as it was your first time. "I'm inserting more."

You nodded, letting Minho do as he pleases. Because of the lube, it became a little easier to slip the stick in but it was clear as day that you were hurting. "O-Ow," you muttered before Minho stopped and looked at you, smiling victoriously as he held your cock with one hand.

"You did it, kitten. Look, it's inside you," he stated as he began pumping your cock, making you moan as the ring from the urethral beads jingled. "But this is not the only thing I want to try out," he stated before you looked at him as he took out a candle out of his pocket. "Ever heard of wax play?"

"Y-Yeah, we've done that before. I-Is it still—ah—the same candle you use everytime?" You asked in between maons as you pulled on your restraints, the other male smirking as he watched you squirm on the bed, enjoying the sight as he pumped your hard cock.

"Yup. They're still the same low temperature candles, don't worry," he stated as he lit the candle with the lighter he had with him. The candle was colored (F/C), the color you were most fond of. "I'm gonna start dripping wax, kitten," he announced as he continued to jerk you cock off.

You just nodded as you watched him tilt the candle onto your stomach, a drip coming in contact with your stomach which made you whimper. It wasn't hot nor was it cold. It was warm-ish but the burn was still there though it doesn't hurt as much as the real wax (if you get what I mean).

"O-Oh fuck," you moaned out as Minho continued to drip some wax onto your stomach, trailing up towards your chest, even pouring some onto your erect buds which immediately got you moaning. "A-AHH~!"

"Hm, I see. They're still as sensitive as I remember them to be," he stated as he trailed down, pouring some onto your v-line as he witnessed your legs tremble eveytime a drop fell onto it. "Last time we've seen each other, you weren't as muscular. But now, you seem to have been working out a bit, huh?"

You just nodded as a reply, not able to reply as incoherent words only exited your mouth. "Oh god, oh fuck yeaah~," you moaned out as Minho's hand twistwd around your cock, whole he used his other hand to palm on your tip. This had you howling in ecstasy as you curled your toes in pleasure.

"Feels good, yeah?" Minho asked as he fastened his pace, still dripping wax onto your stomach, chest, and legs. "These thighs sure do look juicy," he stated before he tilted the candle, aiming at your thighs as he poured wax onto them.

"Gh..hngh..ah," you groaned as you began to buck your hips onto his hand. Minho complied before he smirked as he tightened his grip on your cock, making you bite your tongue before letting out a loud cry. "Fuck, hyuuung~!"

"What? Are you getting close, kitten?" Minho asked you as he began to jerk your cock off in am even faster pace.

"Y-Yes, please let me cum, hyung," you pleaded as you looked into his eyes. "I d-deserve it. I'be been a good boy for you, hyungie," you added before you began whimpering, that familiar feeling began curling inside your core. "PLEASE, HYUNG! I-I WANT TO CUM!"

Minho smiled as he held onto the ring of the urethral bead and pulled it off, making you cry out loud as he continued to pump your cock. "FUUCK! I'M CUMMING, HYUNGIIEE~" you moaned out.

Unexpectedlt, Minho wrapped his lips onto your cock, making you howl as you came inside his mouth with a loud whine. Spurts after spurts began releasing inside his mouth, the other male making sure he swallowed every drop.

Growing tired, you didn't care if you were still tied up or not but you soon fell asleep as Minho pulled away from your cock with a small scoff. "He really sure has low stamina," he stated before he leaned towards you and kissed your forehead. "Sleep tight, M/N. We'll still talk tomorrow."

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You awoke to the sound of your alarm blaring, making you groan as you turn it off. Getting up, you remembered that you were at Minho's and events from your 'session' began replaying in your head. "Holy fuck. No way," you stated as ypu slapped yourself.

You just sighed in defeat before you heard the door open, revealing Minho who was smiling from ear-to-ear. "I've made food. Why don't we go downstairs so we can eat together," he stated as you nodded, followimg behind him.

"Nothing has changed," you stated as your eyes roamed around the walls. Everything was still the same as you remembered, excper for the small decorations he put up on his ceiling.

"Yep. I'm too lazy to change stuffs up," he joked before he took out a seat for you, oulling the chair for you to sit on. When you finally sat down, he occupied the space in front of you, placing the pasta he made in front of you.

You practically drooled as you grabbed a fork and began devouring it like a hungry beast. "So, I wanted to ask you...since this will be the last time," he stated, trailing off for a little while before sighing. "I want to go out with you. You know, like a date."

"...What?" You couldn't believe your ears. Did you hear right? Was he seriously asking you if he could be your boyfriend? "Sure, we could try—"

"Great, then this will be our first date as lovers," Minho interrupted, showing you a cheeky smile which made you shake your head in disbelief.

"Yeah, as lovers."

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eternalstargazer · 3 years

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To start off, I gotta say I'm thrilled to see Dawn back as she's one of my all-time favorite Pokégirls! 😃

Out of all of Ash's companions, I feel like the writers handled her story and character arc the best. May was the first of Ash's companions to be given a significant story that ran concurrent with Ash's, but by the time the next saga rolled around, the writers had refined this balancing of two main storylines and Dawn benefitted greatly from the mistakes made/learned from the handling of May's story and character arc (which was still good, by the way!).

Moving on to the official artwork itself, I do think it's kinda interesting how Ash is so enthusiastically focused on Goh and not her. Ash and Dawn travelled all of Sinnoh together and reunited for some time in Unova, so you'd think his focus would be on her after not seeing her (a good friend of his) after so long. Now I'm sure it will be different in the episodes themselves, but as far as the artwork goes, I'm just saying it's a little weird how out of the Journeys trio, Chloe seems to be the most excited over Dawn's presence... since, y'know, they've never met until now. 🤔

Then again, maybe Chloe is just happy to have another girl around to hang out with to give herself a much-needed break from the boys and their antics. 😆 I guess that's more true of the old Chloe rather than the new Chloe, though. I sorta miss the days when she would act like she was so done with the two of them:

Anyway, before I get too sidetracked...

As I was saying, I do find it odd how the artwork doesn't have all the main characters (again though, especially Ash) focused on Dawn considering this is her first appearance after so long, but something similar was done with one of the official pieces of artwork showcasing Iris' return:

It seems even in the company of friends that Ash hasn't seen in some time, it's his newest friend that he can't stop paying attention to. 😉 💖

#firstfriendshipping #journeyshipping #fatedencountershipping #gouacheshipping #gousato #satogou #satogoh #ash x goh #ash x gou #dawn pokemon #pokemon journeys #pokeani #anipoke

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gardenerian · 3 years

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wonderful mel, if you’re still taking these amazing prompts: 5 times they cry in front of each other 💧

(yeah I know boo booo angst 😮‍💨)

paola, my love ❤️ i will never boo angst. some of these are angstier than others, but fret not! here at Mel's Blog, we believe in ✨ happy endings ✨ cw: #2 mentions terry, but nothing detailed. #3 is about thanksgiving, so there are mentions of monica's attempt. nothing explicit, but ian does think about it. also lots of food. #4 has fainting due to heat exhaustion, but it's very quick.

when liam graduates high school, ian cries all day.

he's misty eyed from the moment they crawl out of bed, surreptitiously wiping at his eyes as they brush their teeth and dress for the day.

mickey doesn't saying anything, just pats ian on the shoulder as he sets a bowl of oatmeal in front of him. "eat up," he orders. "gonna need your strength if you wanna be the loudest motherfucker in the place when liam walks."

ian is, in fact, the loudest motherfucker in the place when liam walks.

as his name is called, liam crosses the stage with a resigned face, as if anticipating the embarrassing, thunderous cheers from his family. when ian's shouts echo across the auditorium, he cracks a little smile.

ian bites down on a grin as liam accepts his diploma, eyes shining with tears. mickey elbows him lightly, letting him know that it's okay to let them fall, but ian just blinks them away.

once the ceremony is over, and all the families reunite with their graduates, the gallaghers battle to get to liam first. lip elbows everybody out of the way, pushing through the hoard of siblings to lift liam into the air.

ian holds liam tight once he's safely on two feet, babbling on about how proud he is, how much he loves him. liam thumps him on the back, grinning and adjusting his cap as he extricates himself from ian's arms.

mickey offers liam a fistbump and head ruffle. "nice work, kid," he tells him. liam returns it, still watching ian. "he gonna do that all day?"

"oh absolutely," mickey answers. "hope you don't mind getting your shirt soggy today."

ian manages to pull it together for most of the party back at the house, his voice cracking just twice as they each toast liam. he's only outdone by fiona, though, who bursts into tears before she can get a single word out.

the party unfolds as most gallagher parties do. booze flows like water, music pulses and echoes through the neighborhood. they're all scattered across the backyard, drinking and smoking and laughing.

eventually, liam ditches them to celebrate with his friends, and mickey realizes that ian is no longer the yard. he'd last seen him sitting with lip on the steps - but now lip sits alone, sipping at a coke and watching his kids play.

mickey nods to carl and tami, then excuses himself to find ian. lip tells him he'd thought ian was just going to the bathroom, but it's been fifteen minutes now and ian still hasn't returned. he shoots mickey a knowing look - they both know where ian is.

and so mickey finds him, standing in front of the mantle and staring at liam's diploma, tears streaming down his face.

"all three of my brothers have diplomas now," ian murmurs when mickey comes to stand next to him. "liam's going to college, and i think he'll be the one to do it, y'know? then all the kids will follow."

"they will," mickey agrees. of course they will, if they want. those kids can do anything.

"fiona always told us to set examples for them," ian tells him, still staring at the diploma. "for debbie and carl and liam. i always wanted to."

his voice breaks again, but he pushes through: "and i really thought i would. but liam - he did it on his own, after everything."

ian reaches up and clutches his chest, right over his heart. "i'm so proud of him i think i might die," he chuckles. "and all i did was show him what not to do."

"hey now," mickey soothes, reaching up to wipe at ian's tears. "you taught him more than that."

"i'm doing okay," ian admits. "we're doing great. but - look what they've all accomplished on their own. without you, all i know how to do is ruin things. the only gallagher brother without a diploma."

and mickey's heard enough. "first of all," he says, "you gallaghers have been helping each other get shit done since the beginning of time. also, i don't have a diploma either, and i think i'm doin' fine without it. you're not less because you don't have one, ian."

ian looks down at him at last, and so he continues. "you showed liam how to get the fuck back up when life knocks him over. you showed him how to make the life he wants, man. you showed me that."

mickey pulls ian to him when his face crumples, hushing and rocking.

"there's just so much i didn't do," ian breathes. "all this shit i couldn't finish."

"you sell yourself so fuckin' short, ian. you've made our lives into something awesome," mickey tells him, rubbing at his back. "and there's so much shit you're gonna do. you and me."

ian pulls back then, peering down at mickey through red, watery eyes. he nods, sniffing and blinking away fresh tears. "you and me," he agrees.

there is a lot that ian never did. there's a lot they never got to do together. time they'll never get back. they made something worth having out of it all, but there will always be some loss. but ian doesn't need to hear that today.

"we have a good life," mickey tells him instead, even through ian already knows this. he'll remind him every day. "and i want you. not the ian you think you should've been."

he has him, too. and when ian tells him that, he smiles. kisses him softly. it's everything worth having, this man, this life.

when mandy facetimes them from the hospital, baby laura in her arms, ian expects himself to cry.

and he does a little. his eyes sting as he gazes at his best friend - flushed and tired and glowing - as she looks down at her little girl.

"i can't wait to meet her," ian coos. "she's just perfect."

mandy hums, not taking her eyes her eyes off her daughter. "she is perfect," she agrees, "and i love her so fuckin' much."

ian had expected himself to cry. everyone knows ian is obsessed with babies. but what he wasn't expecting was for mickey to take a shuddering breath and put his head in his hands.

"is he crying? mickey, are you crying?"

mandy finally looks up when mickey mutters a tearful oh fuck. ian's heart drops into his stomach; mickey's shoulders are shaking as he turns away from the phone.

"mandy," he says distractedly, trying to get a better look at mickey. "we'll call you back later, okay? love you!"

ian hangs up before mandy can say anything back.

"hey, what's goin' on?" he asks softly. when mickey doesn't answer, and his shoulders just shake harder, ian whispers every comfort he can think of.

"everyone's okay, the baby is so healthy and mandy did so well. didn't you think she was beautiful? just like mandy, just like you. and she's gonna love her uncle mickey so much, you know, she's gonna love you - "

mickey sits up at that, whipping around to look at ian. his face is red and splotchy, marked where he pressed his fingertips into his forehead. ian wants to reach out and smooth it all away, but he waits for mickey to let him know he wants to be touched.

"she just said that," mickey croaks. "she just said that like it was nothing."

"what do you mean?"

mickey looks wildly around the room, as if the words he needs are written in the air.

"she just - the kid was born a couple of hours ago, and mandy's sayin' that?"

ian doesn't get it. "saying what, mick?"

"that she, y'know, that she loves her. how does she know? how does she know that she won't like, resent her or anything? how does she know it'll last?"

and ian wants to dig up terry milkovich and kill him all over again. he wants to go back in time and fucking end him on the alibi floor. he wants to find laura, before it all went wrong, and beg her to do better. he wants to beg her to take mickey away.

did anyone tell mickey he was perfect as they held him? did anyone call to tell their family how much they loved him?

"because mandy's not your dad," ian reminds him. "just like you. and she's not your mom, either. you both have so much love in you, mick, and you're both safer than she ever was."

"it's not just them," mickey sighs. "i couldn't do it. when yev - "

"it's not the same," ian insists. "it's not. mandy wanted her baby, she planned for her and loved her before she was even born. there's nothing wrong with whatever you felt about yev."

mickey deflates, and ian tentatively reaches for him. mickey comes easily, tucking himself into ian's side.

"it was fucked up," ian says quietly. "i'm sorry if i didn't support you enough back then." mickey starts to argue but ian barrels on: "yev is good, mickey. you don't have to torture yourself over it."

mickey nods against him. believes him, maybe.

"and when it's our turn," ian promises, "i know you'll be in love. i know you have that in you."

mickey doesn't nod this time. maybe he doesn't believe that yet. ian just holds him tighter. he believes it enough for the two of them.

ian sneaks a bite of stuffing when fiona pulls it from the oven, but it doesn't taste like much. it sits heavy and flavorless on his tongue, and he chokes it down as fiona slaps his hand away.

"hey! we're eatin' in like, five minutes, ian. get outta here and corral the troops, please."

another year, another thanksgiving dinner.

ian hoists himself from his seat and rounds the counter, but stops as his feet hit that spot. that same spot.

they're alone in the kitchen, ian and fiona, and he wonders if she's thinking about it. as if she could possibly stand there in that place by the stove, checking on the turkey, and think about anything else.

as if she could forget clinging to ian in the place he stands now, watching their mother drift away on the floor.

but if they haven't forgotten, they're all trying to. no one has said a word about monica today, just like every year. she doesn't come up on thanksgiving.

she doesn't even come up at christmas, on the anniversary of her actual death.

ian usually sits alone and remembers her, once the turkey's eaten or the christmas presents are unwrapped. he'll probably do it today. he'll sneak up to his old room and stretch out on that little bed, freddie's bed now, and think about his mom.

he blinks and fiona's looking at him with wide eyes. "ian," she says gently, "go get the others please?"

so she hasn't forgotten. but she won't say anything.

they all sit down to eat, and it's like ian's transported back to that day. carl's wearing a ridiculous thanksgiving hat. kev carves the bird and everyone shouts in delight, tossing bread and passing sides. eventually the family starts sharing what they're grateful for.

it's the same. it's always the same. frank's not here, but they carry on without him, like they always have. it's the same, except -

"i'm thankful for my husband," ian says when it's his turn. he puts a shaking hand on mickey's leg.

"and i'm thankful for my husband," mickey returns, laughing off the groans and gags of everyone at the table.

it's the same, with one massive exception. he's not alone today.

they eat and enjoy each other, grateful to have the family all together. ian laughs along with his siblings, listens to their stories, fills up on mac and cheese.

but then mickey gets up for a glass of water.

"i'll be right back," he mutters to ian, and then he's gone.

he's knows mickey's just going for water. but this day, these memories - they're stronger than he is. and ian is scrambling after him before he can stop himself.

"what're you doin'?" mickey asks when ian skids to a stop behind him, wrapping his arms around his middle where he stands at the sink.

ian can't speak. his throat is clogged with fear, with memories of blood and those ragged, gasping breaths.

mickey turns in his arms, looking up at ian in alarm. ian doesn't know how to tell him, how to explain the ice that flooded his veins when mickey stood.

but he doesn't have to. mickey reaches up and touches his hairline, then brings his hand down to his face. he wipes at ian's cheek; ian hadn't realized he'd started crying.

"i'm sorry," he groans. "i just - it's like i'm the only one that remembers what happened to her. or doesn't pretend i don't, anyways."

mickey grabs the cup of water and pulls ian to the back steps. when they're seated, he hands ian the water and gestures for him to drink. after a moment, he speaks.

"i never met her, really," mickey says quietly, looking out over the yard. "and i kinda hated her for a while. hated the shit she told you."

ian wants to defend her, even if mickey's right. he'll always want to defend her. he'll always want to speak up for her, because no one else could ever hear her. but then mickey just sighs and -

"but i know you love her," he says, reaching for ian's hand. "and i know what that means. you can tell me, if you want."

ian could tell him about that thanksgiving. about the year mickey was gone. about how they'd danced together just days before she crashed again. about the hospital and the stitches, about how monica disappeared again just a day later. and ian never got to see her, even though he asked.

but he doesn't really want to. he's tired now, and he sighs as he leans against mickey's shoulder. "she had a beautiful smile," he says instead.

ian sits and remembers her quietly, like he'd always planned to. but he's not alone with his memories. he won't be ever again.

it's too fucking hot for a gallagher blowout, but since nothing on earth could stop them from a good time, it's happening anyways.

mickey lounges in the pool, drifting on the water in a float, while everyone else talks and laughs and dances around him. ian is taking uncle duty to the absolute extreme, throwing franny and fred over his shoulders as they romp about in the lawn by the pool.

mickey could go relieve him, but carl tosses him a beer and the idea is forgotten. uncle ian has it covered. he closes his eyes and leans back, running his other hand through the cool water.

after a few minutes, he hears lip call out.

"shit, ian, you good?"

mickey sits up so quickly that he tumbles out of the float. when he breaks the surface, his eyes scan the lawn for ian.

franny and freddie are running circles around him, oblivious to the rapid shift in their uncle's demeanor. ian's skin is wan and shining with sweat; he's not looking at anything, and he sways a little on his feet.

mickey's about to shout at him to sit the fuck down when ian drops like a stone.

and then: chaos.

the kids are screaming, horrified by ian hitting the ground at their feet, and their parents rush forward to scoop them up and hurry them away.

mickey's at ian's side before he even tells himself to move, hands roaming over his cold, clammy skin.

"shit, shit," he hisses, even as ian opens his eyes to peer up at him.

"the fuck?" he mutters, and mickey shushes him harshly.

"shut the fuck up," he orders, then shouts at carl to help him. together they haul ian under a pool umbrella, while ian snaps weakly for them to leave him alone.

tami tosses mickey a bottle of water, which he guides to ian's lips with shaking hands. "sip this," he instructs, then grabs at ian's hand when he starts chugging. "i said sip it, dumbass."

once ian's steadier, lip helps mickey get him back up to the apartment. after demanding that mickey text them with updates, the entire family clears out.

it's quiet. the adrenaline wears off, and mickey is suddenly exhausted.

ian's resting on the couch, stripped down to his boxers with his feet propped up. mickey wets a washcloth and moves to kneel beside him.

"you heard what the doc said when you started that pill," mickey says lowly as he dabs at ian's skin. "you gotta be careful in the heat."

ian's eyes flutter open, and he looks up at mickey blearily. "i know," he whispers. "was just playin' with them."

"fuck, ian, i mean it," mickey tells him thickly. "you were a fucking EMT, you know this shit. you gotta take care of yourself. take breaks and cool off so you don't - so you don't fucking - "

ian runs a hand through mickey's hair when he presses his face into ian's shoulder. "hey," he soothes, "i'm okay. was just a little thing."

"not a little thing," mickey snaps through his tears. "fuckin' scared me. don't fucking scare me like that."

"okay," ian agrees simply, leaning back against the couch. "you're right." they're quiet for a moment, ian still scratching at mickey's scalp.

mickey scoffs when ian speaks again.

"help me to the tub?"

"you're not getting me into the tub right now, asshole."

"it's for me, dickhead," ian laughs. "i missed the pool party and i gotta cool off somehow."

mickey fills the tub with cool water, then helps ian lowers himself into it. he cups the water in his hands, lets it run down ian's skin. the color returns to his face as he relaxes, splashing about lightly.

"you look better," mickey murmurs softly, running a hand over ian's wet skin. "but if you scare me like that again i will drown you in this tub."

ian laughs and flicks water at him. "that's fair. i'll do my best."

it's been a long day.

ian spent his entire afternoon off helping lip do work on his new house, all the while listening to both carl and lip drone on about their latest relationship dramas.

they're both idiots, and their partners were both right, but ian kept his mouth shut all fucking day and held his focus on the nail gun in his hands.

he picked up a pizza on his way home, absolutely refusing to even entertain the idea of cooking. he knows mickey won't mind; he got his favorite.

the door is unlocked when ian gets back, and his heart warms at the idea of sinking into mickey's arms after a ridiculous day.

"i brought dinner!"

he calls out to mickey a couple of times, setting the pizza down on their dining table. but mickey isn't stretched out on the couch where ian left him this morning. he's not in the yard with a beer, and a quick peek at his phone confirms that he hadn't called to let ian know he was leaving.

there's no sound coming from the bathroom. ian knocks on their bedroom door - "mick? you in there?"

"yeah," comes a muffled reply. "get in here."

ian is suddenly filled with dread as he opens the bedroom door. mickey sounds wrecked. is something wrong? something has to be wrong. ian is mentally preparing to dash off to the hospital or call a lawyer, anything to make this sickening panic settle.

mickey is sitting on the bed, staring at down at his lap when ian steps into the room. his phone rests in his hands, and he fidgets with it as ian looks at him.

he's been crying.

he's still crying.

mickey's face is flushed and shiny with tears, bottom lip chapped where he's bitten it to soothe himself.

"oh god," ian croaks, "what is it? are you alright?"

"i'm good," mickey breathes. "we're good."

he looks up at ian then, fresh tears spilling over. "we're so fuckin' good."

ian can't breathe. what's happening? is it happening?

"would you just tell me what's going on?"

"i got the call a little while ago," he says, a grin now stretching across his quivering lips. "didn't want to tell you over the phone. they picked us. we're, uh, we're getting a kid."

ian's crying before mickey finishes speaking. he drops to his knees in front of him, grabs mickey's hands in his own, kisses them over and over.

"they really picked us?"

it's been years of rejection. years of fixing things up and trying again. years of proving themselves over and over - just for it all to fall apart.

mickey's own tears drop into ian's hair as he leans down to grab his face. he tilts ian's head upward, kisses his tearstained cheeks.

"yeah," he laughs, "they picked you. fuck, they picked me."

and now it's time, finally. the little bedroom next to theirs will spring to life. mickey will read bedtime stories in there; ian will hum lullabies and rock their little one to sleep.

they'll learn to crawl out in the living room. they'll fling puréed pears all over the kitchen. they're going to be so fucking loved here. ian is sure of it. he always was. but there's one thing he needs to be sure mickey knows -

"i'd always pick you, mick."

#it's been such a crappy couple of days i appreciate all these prompts that let me channel it 😅#this was hARD i don't see ian as much of a crier but #there are Moments #brought to you by the time i Passed The Fuck Out when i started my new ap 👍🏻#i think this is the third time i've written a Comforting Bath???#i am pro-bath leave me ALONE #also i firmly believe that it would be pretty fuckin difficult for them to get a kid but #FIC! i can do what i want!!!!#also i think ian must have his ged but it's just an experience he doesn't have #diplomas don't define you but ian did want one once #ok see yall next time #i think it's time for an outside pov don't you?#hmmm #shameless #tumblr writing

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funkwhistle · 3 years

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You

Pairing: Any male gang member x GN!reader (no names used)

Notes: This was originally going to be a Kylo Ren fic start, which might still happen, idk. But then it formed this :D. For whomever you want to it, there’s nothing mentioned which would define a specific gang member - who uses he/him pronouns atm

Blissfully blank. That's how you felt as his lips bruised themselves onto yours, clearing your mind of whatever you'd been annoyed about beforehand. Without pause for breath, he pushed you more forcefully into the wall making your insides fill with magma as his gloved hands cupped your face. As his lips roved greedily over yours, the groans he was eliciting were delicious; and definitely not helping your shaking legs — he was practically holding you up at this point.

Somehow he always drew you back in; his kisses were as delectable as ice cream on a summer's day; like a high you chased to remain sane. Each time his lips crushed onto yours, it was as though you'd never kissed him before — but when you stared into his amber eyes which sparkled with

something

when he looked at you… you fell for him twice over.

It wasn't like you hadn't tried to untangle yourself from the loving web you'd spun together, the idea of being with him permanently made your insides swirl. You hadn't decided if that was a good or bad thing yet. But, for now, you focussed on the moment; his tongue darting into your mouth to deepen the kiss, his hands closing the gap between your hips and his. And dear god had you missed this.

Eventually you had to break away from the kiss to breathe, watching as his pupils dilated as they stared at you in adoration; flushed cheeks and a cheeky grin making its way onto your face. One of his hands moved from your hips to cup your face, brushing his thumb over your lip gently as you stared at each other, basking in the company of the other one. “I missed you y'know” you whispered, pressing your forehead to his to close the gap between the two of you.

“Mm hmm,” he nodded, pressing a gentle kiss to your nose. “I shouldn't be gone long next time,” you brushed his point off, not being able to stop the grin on your face as you remained looking at him. Reuniting your lips together, he mumbled “God I missed you,” against your lips, inhaling through his nose as to not have to pull away from you.

Wind bit viciously at your ankles as the pair of you stood there, lost in each other and praying for it not to rain, finally happy. The weather, however, had different plans; at first it was just the odd few drops, then the heavens opened throwing hot summer rain over the pair of you. As the rain hammered on unrelentingly, you felt the feeling of it dripping from your nose and joining your lips in the kiss, the feeling of your clothes sticking to your body, the feeling of fresh plants thriving around you. It felt as though the pair of you were in one of those romance novels Mary-Beth read, reunited after being apart for so long.

You couldn't stop yourself grinning into the kiss, teeth clashing as he mimicked you, having to move away, so you could both laugh. At this moment, nothing else mattered aside from him, as he held you close and the rain drenched the both of you. Your head on his chest, listening to his laugh as it died down, his hands trying to keep you warm as they rubbed your back.

“While I don't want to move, do ya want to come sit inside, get out of this?” he gestured to the rain, which battered as hard as ever, as he spoke. Nodding a little, he linked his hands with yours and dragged you through the mud; not caring if either of your clothes were muddy. You raced back to camp, to the dry refuse of Shady Belle. Like giddy teenagers, you couldn't take your eyes off the other one, which ended up with you stumbling over things on the floor on your journey inside.

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Hi!!!

Soooo this is my first ever request and I first want to tell you how much I love your writing. It always makes my heart mush und I cri hours on ends thinking about the choi twins.

I've been thinking about how saeyoung and GE saeran bond with each other, but In chaotic way. Imagine MC being out of the house for a day or two (visiting jaehee or family) and saeyoung wants to spend the days with his brother and plans something really crazy. And at first it's all well but it becomes more chaotic as saeran indulges himself more in his brothers shenanigans. And once MC comes home, they find the house (and the brothers) in complete messy state. (something broken, something is on fire, etc. Go wild with it)

I just find it really funny and endearing how saeran follows saeyoungs lead and Just share one braincell. Y'know, typical brother thinks.

Hope you have fun with this one ☺️

Ohhhhh, thank you so much for saying so! I can't tell you how happy it makes me to hear things like this. You're an angel.

This is just the sort of scenario I love to imagine.

The thing is that it takes time, after the twins are reunited, for them to get to know one another again. There is so much left unspoken, and so much missed time: they've never had the chance to actually get to know each other as adults. There's love there, of course—but there's still resentment and confusion, too.

And Saeyoung, of course, tries way too hard.

Every single second that he was apart from Saeran, he was thinking—somewhere in the back of his mind, even as he tried as hard as he could to repress it—of the things he wished they could do together. He wanted to travel; he wanted to eat meals outside and lay in the grass and look at the clouds. He wondered if Saeran knew how to drive (he'd like to teach him); he wondered if Saeran knew how to cook (he'd like to be taught by him).

So when they find each other at last, Saeyoung wants to do all of it at once. He wants to get on a plane and go for drives and play games and tell each other stories. And Saeran is amused and baffled and a little bit overwhelmed.

You don't leave them alone together often—and it's easier when you're there to act as a buffer, because they both trust you endlessly.

But eventually you do leave, because you have to—and it's only for a weekend, but still. You kiss Saeran's face as you're going and remind him that he can always hide in the garden if he needs some space.

He smiles and tells you he'll be fine, but you know that he's uncertain.

So when you return (the security system beeping to welcome you home), you don't know what to expect. Have they been talking about their pasts? Hiding in separate rooms?

...destroying the house?

Your mouth falls open as you step through the doorway. What have they done?

There are mysterious objects all over the living room: half-built creatures that hum ominously and gigantic diagrams of what seems to be a computer shaped like a cactus. You tiptoe cautiously through the chaos and peer into the kitchen, which is no better: there are bowls stacked precariously high and a strange substance dripping into the sink.

You call their names, not sure if you should laugh or be worried. Saeran appears around the corner and you throw yourself into his arms.

He kisses you before he says anything and for a moment, you just want to hold him. He rests his forehead on your shoulder and groans and you pull back to look at him. He doesn't exactly look good.

"Are you okay?" you ask, kissing his forehead. "What happened here?"

He laughs (so he's alright, you think), but he still looks vaguely ill.

"We made...things," he says, gesturing vaguely at the house. Just then, Saeyoung wanders into the room, grinning at you.

"The problem," he says. "Is that we ate some of the things we made."

You giggle, looking between the two of them. You're pretty sure Saeyoung has icing in his hair.

"But Saeran is a great cook!" you say, indignant. He kisses your cheek.

"Unfortunately," he says, "my brother is a very bad influence."

You sigh and ruffle both of their hair.

It takes the rest of the night and most of the next day to get the house cleaned up, but your presence makes it easier. And in spite of everything, you can't help but notice that there is an ease about them now that wasn't there before—almost as if something shifted while you were gone.

You realize what it is as they are bickering mildly over cleaning up one of the computer rooms.

They got to be kids, you think. You left them alone, and they acted like children: they trashed the house and cooked weird concoctions; they invented games and fell asleep in the living room.

Their childhood was cut short—but now, they are able to play. They have a long way to go and a lot to learn, but this is the first step.

And you can't make up for lost time: but still—it's not too late to start again.

#mystic messenger #saeyoung choi #saeran choi #GE saeran #headcanons #asks #siniy

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