#and yeah two are angled bc I could get them bigger that way
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dreamies as your disney world boyfriend
pairing ▸ boyfriend!dreamies x reader
author's note ▸ i am working on the SERIES I PROMISE GUYS... it's just quite long... oops. i needed to channel my inner disney for inspiration for this sorry. the prompt seemed to make more sense in my head so i guess it's just, 'dreamies at disney' now lol. ALSO SOME DISNEY TERMINOLOGY in there i apologize. should make sense but if it's confusing ask me lmfaooo
mark lee
photographer boyfriend obviously
doesn’t even complain about how many photos you want to take
is actually dying inside but hides it away with dad jokes to cope with the pain
“it’s not even noon yet and dis-knees are killing me bro”
will only complain about the heat
“It’s like we’re on the surface on the sun dude… like satan’s armpit. that’s crazzzzyy.”
you couldn’t help but laugh
but then he just KEPT GOING
“it’s like we’re in the inside of a mouth… there are things sticking to things that-”
and you cut him off right there.
can’t help the fact that bro is a D1 yapper.
will not wear mickey ears though no matter how much you beg him to :(
favorite ride: slinky dog dash
least favorite ride: dumbo
huang renjun
the boyfriend that actually disney bounds with you
so y’all are disney bounding as nick wilde and judy hopps from zootopia (renjun’s idea)
chenle took him to shanghai disney once, so he’s a big fan of duffy and friends
oh how disappointed he was when he realized that the mascots don’t exist in WDW
“preferred parking? i would prefer parking to be free, thank you very much.”
mood is very sour upon entering
“i know you’re cold but i did tell you to bring a jacket.” rude.
however once you two start collecting your first character signature he’s locked in
somehow more excited to meet the characters than the kids are? (ur 24. reality check!)
he gets more into it as the day goes on
YOU BET HE’S WEARING THE MICKEY EARS.
although he already had fox ears on to begin with anyways
favorite ride: mickey & minnie’s runaway railway
least favorite ride: seven dwarfs mine train (it was too short)
lee jeno
foodie boyfriend
wants a turkey leg like really badly
“that guy has a turkey leg… sir- um sir- where did you get that turkey leg”
you have to bribe this man with food.
which honestly is okay by you because you just wanna take photos of the food.
"yknow with this ride being 50 years old, you'd think they could've made the boats a little bigger. have to man spread now"
whatever you’re thinking of, that’s literally not what he meant.
he’s an innocent lil guy. (seriously, it just came out wrong.)
holds ur hand on all rides.
let’s you grab onto his muscles arms while you are nervous on the thrill rides
no mickey ears though. (it’s the bow that always throws them off)
favorite ride: rise of the resistance
least favorite ride: teacups
lee haechan
out of pocket boyfriend who will not stfu
“bambi’s the only movie i really couldn’t watch… i could not be as strong as bambi”
after you give him the, “wtf” look he just continues. on.
“cause if my mom died well… there goes my friend group.”
will randomly start singing disney songs in the middle of waiting for a ride.
in those show/ride/attractions he’s the only one clapping and screaming.
especially true for the beauty and the beast sing-a-long attraction, cause yknow he’s gonna scream his lungs out.
yeah he’ll wear mickey ears, but you bought him a goofy hat instead. It was more fitting.
“can’t believe disney made a character after me… should i sue?”
also complains a lot. way too much.
“EPCOT? more like every person comes out tired.”
favorite ride: pirates of the caribbean (he kept making a booty joke over and over again)
least favorite ride: toy story midway mania (bc he lost)
na jaemin
hardcore boyfriend photographer (pt 2) + ‘mom’ boyfriend
man knows all your best angles and where to take photos
“picture, picture over here… yes yes right… in front of the castle angel. oh that’s so pretty… in… in… down… up… okay! smile!”
you two spend like half the day taking photos, jaemin needs to show off his gf ofc.
cares for you the whole entire day, makes sure you drink enough water
aggressively refills your waterbottles every second he gets.
“when it doubt, chug it out! (cue jaemin chugging his own bottle)
he unfortunately will not wear mickey ears. (jaemin i believed in you.)
he’s not the one being taken photos of, so no mickey ears for him.
“princess i don’t wanna hear it. the humidity is good for you. this is like nature’s pore declogging.”
favorite ride: frozen ever after
least favorite ride: none (bc he did everything with u <3)
zhong chenle
in between buying you everything and calling everything too expensive boyfriend
HOW THE FUCK DID HE GET A MEMBERSHIP WITH CLUB 33.
this man pulls you into that sus green building on main street, and your jaw drops.
club 33, is an exclusive, membership only restaurant at disney. it’s like an elite society filled with rich upper class, but at disney. (never been inside not sure how to describe it but oh boy is membership expensive.) the waitlist got so long in 2007, they closed it for 5 years. look it up on wikipedia disney lore goes hard
“i just asked a couple of friends, and they recommended me this place.” boy.
you’re panicking because you’re severely underdressed. (you’re in a jessie costume.)
he reassures you, since you’re at disney, and being dressed like this is normal.
once u have one of the most expensive meals of ur life, chenle drags u to every single thrill ride.
he also buys you a balloon and a bubble wand <3
but for some reason when you arrive at the gift shop he realizes he’s spent a lot.
“okay enough gift shop. look away from the gift shop. this vacation already has us in poverty.”
AND BRO ACTS LIKE THIS THE WHOLE TRIP IM NOT KIDDING.
he’ll buy you a nice meal at one of the restaurants and then…
“we’re not getting churros they’re 5 dollars.”
no mickey ears either why do you even ask
“next time i’ll take u to shanghai, it’s better okay?”
favorite ride: tower of terror
least favorite ride: it’s a small world after all
park jisung
anti-disney everything boyfriend
gets frustrated at everything. cannot read the map.
when he goes on small world…
he severely questions his mental sanity. like actually guys i think he needs help.
“this ride is for kids.”
the ride in question: the barnstormer! a 40 second kiddie roller coaster that has top speeds of up to 25mph!
literally jisung’s 13 reason.
he was screaming his little heart out poor baby.
“I’m not wearing those. Stop.” you do not stop. “Take these off of me right now.”
he wears the ears for half of the day though so a win is a win.
“we’re going to the other park? we’re not going home? there’s 3 more??????”
favorite ride: none
least favorite ride: all
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Thinking abt solo pornstar!mingyu and the pretty director of adult videos who's his favorite to shoot with...
You always get the best angles of him but you're constantly saying it really doesn't have much to do with you doing anything above your normal job duties - he's literally just perfect.
"Look at how your big, chunky hands make your weeping dick look even bigger and chunkier. That's all you."
But ofc he insists it's truly thanks to your talents with a toothy grin.
He really is perfect though, you're just working with the art given to you... chiseled muscles, defined abs, sharp jawline, thick thighs, bulging biceps, veined forearms, long dark hair, and a perfect fucking cock - curved, girthy, and long in all the best ways. He's even got a sweet personality outside of whatever dirty character you'll assign to him.
"Am I doing things right? Being good enough for you?"
Oh yes, he is.
Zooming in on his cock all the time is insanely torturous. Adjusting the camera in all directions to get the most appealing view (which is hard to decided when there are so many) and directing the movements as he basically eye-fucks you while fisting that nice dick of his at the rhythms you're dictating.
You keep things professional bc that's what you are and you have many clients, actors, and sponsors... In fact, you're well respected in the porn community and frankly, you're not going to ruin that reputation with a momentary fling between one of your best stars. A crown you wear that, while burdensome, was earned through years of hard work, bad and good experiences, tough lessons, unsavory people, and long hours upon hours.
However, that all changes the night you come home to your boyfriend - after he visited you earlier on set with a different actor - stroking his cock to mingyu's latest video. His steamy glasses reflect the glaring shot of mingyu's beautiful cock and the fleshlight nearly falling apart with how hard his strong fingers squeeze around it.
Your shared bedroom is filled with the slick sounds of wonwoo's pants and the sinful moans coming from his huge speaker set-up. Thanks to the insane amount of lube you'd instructed mingyu to use while he bullies his way inside of the slippery toy, it's messy, wet, and loud. His whimpers and grunts echo and echo while all you can do is just re-envision his abs flexing and jaw clenched. Seeing them in real-life is different to the image on your partner's computer screen.
That moment goes back when you were wondering if behind those lust-filled eyes, mingyu was thinking of you and what your pussy might feel like. Knowing you were probably soaking your panties watching his hips thrust at erratic speeds but unable to do anything about it.
Luckily, wonwoo is always more than happy to assist you like the sweet, caring man that he is. His older audio streams were still popular, framed as the "cool-headed man" that had incredible stamina and could edge himself for hours on end. Yet, he crumbles beneath you, especially when you ride his tense thighs enthusiastically and then bounce on his cock even more enthusiastic whenever you're all riled up after an intense day of (mostly) well-endowed, cock filming.
And he knows you need to use him more than ever on days with mingyu. And his eyes sparkle at the tentative suggestion you make. Your boyfriend is no stranger to the adult videos you create, it's not unusual for him to watch and/or masturbate... you're just that good at your job - you weren't lying to mingyu.
Yet this is the first time he's show interest in the actor themselves starring in your camera lenses and not the premise alone. So, of course he's down to invite mingyu to bed... And even more obviously... the man in question himself is more than eager to agree.
Yeah, maybe one day it's no surprise when they suggest a scandalous script of a director fucking themselves on two pornstars and their cunt-destroying cocks... And who better to star in it than you, mingyu, and wonwoo?
#:)#I thought of this while half asleep at 1am last night.........#Finally wrote it down hehebe#ez.thots#gyu.thots#wonu.thots#svt.thots
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Alr alr twist my arm to send in a lil something…
I adore the way you write lee Takemichi and I’m rewatching TokRev rn sooooooo….!
May I request Lee Takemichi and Ler Draken (I PULLED A FAST ONE AND CHANGED IT UP THIS TIME!)
And as you know I’m shit at prompts so here’s some sentence starters for Inspiration!
“Well would you look at that.”
“Soo… what is it?”
“Hey, what’s wrong with you?”
“How do you have that many?”
ILYSM AND PLS FEEL ABSOLUTELY NO PRESSURE TO WRITE THIS BC I WANT YOU TO COME BACK TO THE HELLSITE IN A RELAXED MANNER!!!
Pls consume two hydrogen and one oxygen today kthx ily
JWKKEKJRKELJRKJLEKJRKJW DUCKY YOU ARE AMAZING! Thank you so much for the kind words! And heck yes! Any chance to write for Lee!Takemichi and just Draken in general is an amazing day!
I didn't know which sentence starter to use, so I just kinda combined them all-ish? Either way, I hope you like it!
“Well, what are you waiting for? Put it on.”
Takemichi startled, eyes widening as he looked up at Draken. “What? Wait- really?” He looked back at the worn leather in his arms, the Toman Jacket gifted to him full of memories.
Mikey’s old Toman Jacket.
Now given to him to wear.
Was he truly worthy of it?
“Oi, stop gawking and get dressed already.” Draken gestured to him to get on with it. With a yelp, Takemichi turned around and tugged on the jacket, letting the weight of it all settle.
Much like they suspected, it fit well. It was a tad snug on the arms, but he could move in it easily enough. Taking a breath, he turned to face Draken. “Well? How do I look?”
Draken ran a hand against his jaw, studying him carefully. He stood and gestured the other to turn, taking him in with each new angle. When Takemichi faced him head on once more, Draken nodded. “Yeah. It looks alright.”
Takemichi felt his heart leap. “Really? Thanks-”
“It’s crooked. Hang on.” Hands tugged at the hem of his jacket, pulling it straight. “Hm- perhaps a tad small. We’ll get Mitsuya to fix it- he’s into that stuff nowadays. He can make the sleeves bigger.” Draken fussed over him, smoothing out the creases and checking to make sure Takemichi could zip it close.
The gesture oddly reminded him of a mother hen. The image of Draken as such had him fighting back the giggles.
“What?” The bigger man raised an eyebrow.
“Nothing! N-Nothing.” Takemichi stilled, cheeks heating from being caught.
“It’s certainly not ‘nothing’. What’s so funny?”
“Nothing! Really, I’m not laughing!”
“Takemitchy.”
That tone. Takemichi’s traitorous brain translated it to clucking.
“Okay, now you are laughing!” Draken shook his head when Takemichi snorted, covering his mouth in horror. “Out with it already!”
“I’m-pfft! Aheahaha! I’m sorry! It’s just-” Terror that normally would leave him trembling only fueled his mirth, and he laughed in his hands as Draken rose to full height, eyeing him dangerously. “Y-Your like a mother he-hen!”
“......” Draken stared, eyes widening in shock. The sight only set off Takemichi further, and soon he was laughing openly, arms around his belly. “Ohohooho god I’m shahaharry!”
“You little…” Draken cracked his knuckles, the threat clear as day. “So, I’m a mother hen, eh?” He grabbed Takemichi, shocking the other into sobriety. “D-Draken?”
“What? Not funny anymore?” He was glaring at him. Oh no. No no no. He messed up. He got too comfortable with them! “Lost your funny bone? Here, let me help you find it!”
Takemichi squeezed his eyes shut, waiting for the worst.
Instead of a punch to the face though…
“Ah! Aheaehahahahahahahaha! Wahhahait! Whahahhahahhait!” Takemichi yelped when fingers found his sides, squeezing gently. Oh no- tickling! The worst has come! “Dohoohohohn’t tihihihihickle mehehehhe!”
“Oh, first you want to laugh at second in command, and now you want to give orders?” Draken teased, amusement touching his tone as Takemichi squeaked and thrashed below him. Encouraged, he pulled the shorter boy into his chest, tossing one arm over his shoulders while the other continued to prod his waist and ribs. “You’ve got some serious balls, Takemitchy. I’ll give you that.”
“Geahahahahhahaha! Thhahhahahank yohohohoohu? Whahahahait- Whahahait noohoohooht thehehehehhere!” Takemichi’s giggle fit only increased when Draken shifted his hand over to his belly, clawing gently. With the Jacket unzipped, his thin button down gave him little protection from the other’s tickle attack. “Coohohohohohome on, I’m sahhahahhhaary!”
“Oh, so now you’re sorry?” Draken paused his tickles, pressing his hands into the smaller man’s sides in warning. “Alright- let’s hear it. You’re sorry for what?”
“Ahehe…hehehe…come ohohon, Draken!” Takemichi wheezed, cheeks red with exertion as he weakly glared at the other. At a gentle press to his ribs, he pressed on. “Okay okay! I’m sahaharry for calling you a mother ken! Let me go?”
“Uh, fine. I suppose I can let you go.” Draken pretended to think about it before letting the other be, laughing as Takemichi curled up on himself in giggles. “Watch your mouth next time. It’s bad enough Mikey-wait; did you say ‘Mother Ken?’”
Takemichi flushed in horror. He did.
The two stared at one another.
“Draken! Wait- I’m sorry! AH MIKEY HELP!” Takemichi cried as he raced out of the room, the bigger boy hot on his heels. Even with danger hot on his heels, he couldn’t help but laugh.
He really did love being in Toman.
I hope this was good!
Cloud 9 (Taglist)
@duckymcdoorknob, @baby-tickles2022
#tokyo revengers#takemichi hanagaki#ken ryuguji#draken#takemichy#tickle#tickle fic#fluff#I love writing for these boys!#chaos and shenanigens
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james potter smut alphabet
james potter x fem!reader
a/n: that took from 9:45pm-12:pm then 7am-9:20am THAT TOOK SO LONG OMG
i’m sorry if it’s bad
warning: literally pure sex smut all that jazz
A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)
that man is the softest dom, literally the DEFINITION. he gives u so many kisses, he praises u, he will shower with you, wash your hair, gives u his clothes LITERALLY THE BEST.
“mhm jamie, too tired” you murmur. your body melting into the mattress as you speak, all worn down. “but, love.” he pushes your hair behind your ears, pulling you up. “gotta get you all nice and clean f’me.”
he pulls you up, his calloused hands gripping onto your thighs, bringing you into the bathroom. the shower already nice and warm ready for the both of you. he’s holding you under the warm water to the point where you might collapse if it wasn’t for his grip.
“you did good love, so so good all f’me.” he says sponging kisses on your forehead, both of his hands on your lower back holding you.
“i love you, my sweets.”
“you’re the only one f’me.”
you were so tired, so vulnerable just allowing james to take care of you because that’s all he wanted to do.
B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)
his biceps, simple. he does A LOT of quidditch training to get to his strength. he also takes pride in being able to just fuck you against the lockers from his strength. it also inflates his ego when he catches you staring at his biceps. or when he’s taking you underneath him your gripping his biceps like your life depended on it.
“james- fuck.” you moaned into his neck, his lips sucking dark hues into your collar bones and his left forearm resting right beside your head and his other gripping around your waist.
he started going slower, but deeper. he hit a new angle inside of you almost hitting your cervix. you let out a strangled moan gripping his bicep almost digging your nails into the flesh.
his head dipping out from beneath your neck to slot your plush reddened lips with his.
that man and you’re THIGHS. he’s a thigh man don’t tell me other wise. whether ur in your school skirt, jeans, leggings, underwear ;) his legs AND HANDS always divert to the soft plush skin of your thigh.
your ankles insticntly went to lock around james’ head, he had been in between your thighs for hours on end without a stop.
“james- i’m gonna cum.” you breathed out in a moan. his hands squeezing at the flesh on your thigh, they were reddened and begging to lightly bruise from him doing those similar actions for the last hour and a half.
“cum darling, cum for me.”
C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically… I’m a disgusting person)
so, esentially speaking theres wizard potions to block out pregnancy. so he would be CUMMING INSIDE OF U. not nessesarily a breeding kink but he likes when your full and stuffed with his cum. he also loves to cum on your chest or thighs because he likes the contrast to your skin and he think it makes you so utterly pretty.
the wave of euphoria and stars dancing across your vision had almost come to an end as your boyfriends thrust got sloppy and rigid.
“pretty girl where do you want it, where do you want my cum?” he panted to you, close to his release.
“i want you to cum inside me jamie, please. fill me up.” you let out a small moan at his constant friction when you felt ropes of seed shoot into you, he rode out his orgasam then pulled out. you clenched around nothing as he came face to you cunt.
he pushed his fingers into you, a small moan leaving your mouth as you made eye contact with him.
“gotta keep you all nice and full, yeah?”
D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)
there’s nothing he would want more than a lap dance. you in you your lingerie you had just bought giving him a little show after one of a quidditch wins. 
“mhm, sit f’me.” you whispered into his ear, placing him to hit at the end of his four poster bed.
“and what have you got going on darling? a suprise?” he said, leaning against his two hands watching you pry at your tie and slip it off.
slowly unbuttoning your school blouse, flinging it on the floor. he lets out a small groan at the sight of you almost naked in your skirt. you walk towards him shuffling onto his lap.
“you did win after all, and winners get rewards.” you said circling your hips onto his clothed cock .
“fuck... the things you do to me.” he groaned into your ear as you continued.
E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)
i’m gonna be honest i don’t think that much when you first get together. i mean there’s been ladies he’s a marauder but he’s only ever wanted to you so i feel like he just gets to know your body really well and he sort of just has instincts. like during your first time there’s those little awkward moments but you both make it run all good and smoothly
“s’gonna hurt y/n.” he murmured to you, situating himself in between your legs as you lock your ankles behind his back.
“i know, but i want this. i want you. i need you inside me.” you whisper in desperation for him, needing to feel him.
“you ready?”
“mhm, please.”
he slowly started to slide into you, when you let out your first hiss of discomfort, he slotted his fingers between yours and slightly halted his movements.
“keep going jamie.” you encouraged
he slid his way into your cunt until he was fully in.
“move please, i need to feel you.” he did his first pulse, light movements when you let an involuntary moan escape the threshold of your lips.
“mhm- jamie, keep going.”
F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual)
missionary bc he just wants to see your beautiful face, against the quidditch lockers so he can just hold you against them or doggy bc he likes to choke you or pull you up so he can see your back arch for him.
you heard the bang of metal as james took you against the quidditch lockers and you tried to muffle your moans against his lips.
“gotta- gotta be quiet love. wouldn’t want anyone to know what we’re doing in here.” he panted into you ear. he continued as he angled your leg higher, hitting you g-spot as he continued his pace.
“james fuck- so good. so fucking good.”
“you look so fucking beautiful like this y/n.”
“j-james i- i cant hold on much longer. s’too much.” you moaned and whimpered from the back of your throat.
“pretty girl cum for me.”
G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)
there’s 2 kinds of sex with james, giggly super soft lovie sex. not necessarily making jokes but just giggling because he just tickled your side my accident or accidentally bumping noses. or there’s big dom daddy james where it’s very PASSIONATE but he’s very dominate.
his hand ran down the depth of your curves, a little giggle bubbling through your throat. he looked at you with a cocked brow, repeating his action as his chin rested on your stomach a small smirk on his lips.
you giggled again, your hand running through his hair. you brought his face to your lips as your finger tips danced under his jaw.
he giggled at your actions as well, also seemingly ticklish under his neck.
“you’re so distracting james potter.” you groaned as he continued to pulse through you while giggling at you.
“i’m distractingly beautiful y/n y/l/n”
“quite insuffer- fuck!” you were caught off with a moan as his fingertips danced on your clit. stimulating you.
“hmmm darling, cat got your tongue?”
H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)
so james has that thick mangle of tresses on his head, so i feel like he’s quite cleanly shaven, maybe just a bit of a stubble? but i feel like he would shave not only to make it more comfortable for him but for you seemingly easier and more comfortable.
i don’t think he would care if you were shaved or not, as long as you were comfortable your natural body hair is not stopping him from going down on your or having sex with you.
I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)
ROMANCE KING ILL SAY IT ONCE ILL SAY IT TWICE ILL SAY IT THREE TIMES IF HE COULD EVERYTIME HE WOULD SPREAD ROSE PETALS AND CANDLES AND LIGHT FIRE PLACES AND E V E R Y T H I N G. during the whole thing your hands would e interlocked with his, chests pressed against eachother, eye contact, soft touches, soft kisses and mumbles of praise like whew.
“jamie- what’s this?” you asked, your eyes scanning around the room with floating candles and rose petals on the floor.
“well i figured i’d make it special, i dunno.” he murmured shoving his hands in his pockets. you turned towards him with a grin your face.
you grasped his face between your palms lightly kissing his lips before speaking.
“a real sap you are potter, my sap.”
“correct, 10 points go y/h.”
“thanks professor potter.” you teased before leaning in to kiss his lips again.
J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)
i feel like he would A LOT and you would catch him A LOT. somwtimes u aren’t always there but u know what is there, a picture of you and his hands and he makes due when he needs too. but normally he just goes to you because he would rather anyways but sometimes there are bigger priorities then his random hard ons.
“y/n- fuck me...” he moaned, his hand pumping his cock in one hand and the other gripping his bed post, knuckles turning a shade of white.
his only thought being the way you looked under him, on top of him, infront of him, you’re beautiful beautiful body. you were currently occupied helping mcgonagall with extra transfiguration while james was in need... of you.
you had finished early, waltzing into james’ room like normal except you were met with a familiar sight of james pumping his cock in his hand while his head was slightly leant back and his jaw was slack.
you cleared your throat, crossing your arms and a smirk on your lips with an eyebrow raise. “couldnt wait atleast an hour could you?” you teased, walking closer.
“well now that your here, could you lend a hand?”
K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)
james has a daddy kink😐 literally that’s one of his most prominent kinks. i mean your his angel, his darling girl he would do anything for you i mean he just wants to make you happy. and i mean you calling him daddy while withering under him just makes him 😁
“daddy... please.” you begged him.
“ive been a good girl. i promise!” you were almost yelling at him, wanting him to understand.
“sweetheart we’re you a good girl when flirting with sirius?” his face got seemingly close to yours, asking you the question while raising one of his eyebrows.
“no daddy.” you said, embarassed. you had been waiting for james attention all night long but instead he was stuck all up in detention for a prank against snape.
and then when he finally arrived to the common room he barely spared you a word, so you did what you had to do to grab his attention and... it worked.
“so tell me baby, whyd you break the rules?”
“i just wanted your attention daddy! i just wanted you!”
L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)
i think his fave would be the dorms in the bed. but the prefects bath is a very close second. and he surely doesn’t mind the common room or broom closets that are very open to public where you both could get caught in comprising positions.
you heard the slosh of the water beside you, as you moved your hips onto james’ submerged underneath the prefects bath water as u straddled him.
his hands came to steady your hips as your buried your head in his neck, and continuously grinding your cunt onto james’ dick.
“fuck angel... just like that.” he moaned while tightening his grip
“f-fuck jamie-“ you whimpered in his ear, clawing at his shoulders.
“you’re doing amazing pretty girl, keep doing- fuck- you feel so good around me.” he praised you while groaning.
M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)
SO JAMES LOVES HAVING HIS HAIR PULLED IN BED; WHEN HES GOING DOWN ON YOU, IN MISSIONAIRY, WHEN YOUR RIDING HIM JUST ALL THE TIME SO WHEN U PLAY WITH THAT MANZ HAIR HE COULD THROW YOU OVER IN SECONDS AND GET U ON THAT BED.
“so fucking tired.” james muttered walking into the common room after a two hour detention with filch.
he saw your body displayed on the vermillion couch, very opening that his body could just rest on yours while you were in a conversation with remus and sirius.
he quietly sprawled his head on your lap, his arms arranging around your waist as he gor comfortable.
you mindlessly started caressing his hair, and pulling on the tuffs lovingly, that was until you felt a hard pressure pressing against your calf that you remembered james’ small dirty secret.
N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)
i don’t feel like he would be into hurting you? like slapping, knife kinks, seeing you hurt i don’t think he would find that arousing he would more just be concerned because he doesn’t like to see your hurting. i think he would still like spankings but i don’t think he would slap you in the face or anything.
“so y/n, d’you think you’d try it?” sirius asked you, while your eyes paid more attention on the potions text book infront of you.
“try what?” you muttered, clearly disinterested in the conversation.
“knives in bed.”
you brought your head up to look at him, cocking an eyebrow confused at his question.
“um, probably not. i don’t know that’s an odd question pads.” you muttered turning your attention back to your potions book.
“but wouldnt that like... hurt her?” you heard james say in a concerned and confused tone to sirius.
“could if you wanted too, but it’s more of the thrill.” sirius replied to james.
“no, i don’t think i want the ‘thrill’ m’good, thanks.” he agitatedly replied to sirius and looked at his own book.
O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)
i feel like he would like both equally but he’s more of a giver at heart. it’s kind of whatever happens in the moment because when your thighs are wrapped around his head it’s like heaven but your pretty lips wrapped around his cock? also heaven.

your hands braced his thighs as your plunged your mouth deeper onto his girth, trying to take him all in while breathing for your knows.
“you take my cock so well pretty girl.” he praises to you, his hand in a makeshift pony tail holding your hair away from your face.
you went back to his tip, kissing and swirling your tongue around trying to catch your breath before pushing your mouth onto him keeping a fast past.
“i’m gonna cum-“ he groaned and his own release shooting ropes of cum down youve throat cut him off.
he slowly rid out his high as you continue to suck and then swirled your tongue around the tip and opening your mouth to show that you had swallowed his release.
“good girl.”
P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)
i feel like he changes pace a lot? sometimes it’s really fast, and deep but sometimes very slow and passionate and deep and loving. he’s a man of many talents and whatever the mood is he can keep that pace.
his hand had one firm grasp on your waist as he pounded you from behind and the other gripped the root of your hair.
“you gonna be a messy little girl?” he taunted you through gritted teeth
“y-yes.” you muttered through moans.
he had just lost a quidditch match to slytherin and you offered a solution.
something nice and rough.
and that’s exactly what the both of you wanted.
Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)
i feel like they would happen from time to time but i feel like he would be more into proper sex because you are literally his only priority like getting you off is all he cares about so maybe there’s a quick a few times but definitely not all the time.
“shh if you’re not quiet someone’s going to walk walk by and hear.” james taunted you, your legs wrapped around his waist and your head dug into his neck trying to hold back your moans.
“james- i- i cant s’too much, too much.” you said while biting your lip, unable to see much do you the darkness of the broom closet.
“well sweet girl that’s what happens when you get needy during school hm? is my pretty little slut gonna cum all over my cock while anyone could walk in?” he began to mock you.
“mhm- yes.” your lip becoming dry and chapped from all the incessant biting, “please can i cum?”
“go on, cum y/n.”
R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)
i feel as long as it wasn’t hurting you or it ended up with you or him like getting with other people he would try it?
“are you sure, m’scared i might hurt you.” james murmured while tying your hands up to the bed post.
“m’fine, promise.” you assured him, that night you were trying something new. both of you had previously talked about ties and bondage and you wanted to try it once to see if you’d both like it.
you pulled on the ropes a bit making sure they weren’t cutting off the circulation of your wrists.
“see? m’good jamie.”
“ok but if something happens tell me, i don’t want you to hold back because i might be enjoying it you’re not.”
“james i promise.”
“i love you, y/n.”
“i love you too.”
S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)
that man happens to be a QUIDDITCH PRODIGY. HE IS A SEEKER. WHICH MEANS HE CAN LAST AWHILE. i believe that he would stop when you wanted to stop, like he could fuck you all night if he wanted too.
“one more darling, one more f’me.” his voice hoarse from the previous three rounds.
he wanted to know if you could go any more, ready to stop at any time.
“one more?” you said breathily to him.
“just one.”
“yes daddy, i want you, please.” you plead to your bespectacled boyfriend, you began clenching around nothing feeling empty again.
“mhm please, please i want you.”
“alright darling, no need to fret. m’right here.” he assured.
T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)
i think he’s more like “why would you need those when you have me.” type of guy. like i don’t feel like he would have them even for punishments he would rather do it himself, even because he would feel closer to you like he’d rather fuck and tease you then silicone (bruh 😭)
U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)
i feel like you would do more of the teasing because he would automatically become obdient to you. if he was teasing it wouldn’t be for long because he would fuck himself from watching you squirm and tease you.
his palm rested on the inside of your thigh, tracing little shapes as goosebumps rose onto your skin.
“nervous, darling?” he teased in your ear while you were trying to converse with peter about arithmancy homework during dinner at the great hall.
“james. stop. teasing.” you said through gritted teeth, your legs squirming at his fingers grazing your panties.
“but you’re so beautiful like this, about to make a mess during dinner? think that’s polite y/n?” he mocked you, he loved that he had that effect on you.
you turned towards his face that was almost touching the shell of your ear.
“if you keep doing this i won’t fuck you for a month.” you whispered, venom like words leaving your throat.
his sapphire eyes quickly widened as he moved his hand by the cap of your knee. you smirked as he was almost frantic by your words.
V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)
he wants the whole hogwarts castle to know that you’re his so he is loud. he groans, he moans, he dirty talks, he moans your name like he is EXTRA with it. sometimes you almost have to shush him but he’s not having any of that.
“james, hush! you’re going to get all the prefrecfs scrambling around the room if you’re to loud!” you said covering his mouth, feeling him smirk against your palm.
“but darling, that’s the whole point. don’t you want everyone to know who you belong to?” you flushed and pulled your hand away from his face.
“that’s what i thought love.”
“you know sirius will never let us live this down, bet he can hear from the common room.”
“then let’s give him a show, shall we?”
W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)
cockwarming. if you’re being a brat that’s one of the ways he’s gonna punish you, while he’s working on a prank and his arm is just around your waist to make you stop squirming.
“if you’re going to be a brat angel, i’m gonna start treating you like one.” he murmured to your squirming figure as he tried to figure out a new prank on snape.
you were sat on top of his cock, clenching and squirming almost begging for him to touch you.
“jamie please i need you, please, please please.” you begged him, yet no avail. a determined look on his face as he was scribbling on the parchment.
he swatted your bum, you jolted a bit at the sudden friction of his hand and began to whine.
he looked at you, a dark look in his eyes which shut you up immediately because you knew what that look meant.
“hmm, so you can listen to the rules? good girl.”
X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)
that man is big and thick and he KNOWS HE IS. i’d say 8inches hard?
you rested your bum on to your calves before scooching up to this belt buckle as he was standing, holding a faux-ponytail of your hair between his calloused fingers.
“are you sure, y/n? you don’t have to if you don’t want too.” he looked down at you, puling your eyes to look in his sapphire ones.
“m’sure james.” you assured him, undoing the buckle and swiftly pulling down his boxers and uniform pants at the same time.
his shirt discarded on the floor earlier, his dick slapping his clenched stomach. he was already hard from your teasing and grinding earlier.
your eyes widened at his size, nervous how you would fit it all in your mouth.
“what’s wrong darling?” he started to get concerned at your frozen state.
“nothing.. y-your just, so big.” you said looking at his cock and hearing a chuckle in the backround.
Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)
i feel like it’s pretty high but it’s always depending on you, he would rather die than force you to do anything if you weren’t feeling it or just didn’t want too. so if you’re up for anything than so is he.
Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)
if it’s during the day i don’t think he would get that tired, but if it was during the night and he just finished aftercare i feel like you would lay on his chest if he hadn’t worked you hard enough and you guys would just talk about anthing. but if you guys did a lot of rounds and you were on the verge of slumber he would just kiss your hairline and praise you as you fell asleep.
“my good girl.” he said while kissing your forehead. “i love you so so much, you’re the only one for me.” his hand dragging against the arch of your back, the only thing seperating him from your skin was the shirt he put on you.
“my sweets, does everything for me. how could i have gotten so lucky.” he whispered on the shell of your ear.
“hmm, jamie been asking myself the same thing.” you murmured, sleep almost pulling you under but not enough for you to reply to him.
“goodnight james. i love you.”
“i love you more, my sweets.”
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A/N: Thank you hottie❤️ Tumblr was fucking with the format, so I had to repost. Anyways, I looovveee this request. I’ve been waiting to be in the right mood to write this. Like, jealous muscular himbos completely head over heels for their s/o? Sign me up.
Sorry for the wait. I hope you enjoy this, sugar plum
All characters are 18+
Warnings: smut below the line!
Katsuki Bakugo:
SFW
bakugo doesnt get jealous
he usually felt secure in your relationship
yeah he got annoyed when kaminari would jokingly flirt with you
and yes, it made him angry when the dekusquad would literally stare at you with puppy dog eyes
and it pissed him off when kirishima suddenly became the funniest guy in the room when you were around
but he wasn’t jealous
how could he be? he’s bakugo katsuki
you agreed to go out with him. the strongest. the best. you couldn't get any better than him
right?
lmao no
the bigger the ego, the more fragile it was
bakugo doesnt handle jealousy well
there’s a small part of him that knows he can be an asshole
he’s not the most...affectionate person
but damn it, if he doesnt try his hardest for you
you notice that he gets quieter but his actions become a lot more aggressive
he’s glaring at anyone that smiles at you
it’s honestly scarier than his threats
forces you to hold hands
is suddenly into PDA??? when he kissed you in front of your friends you literally made a face
you didn't know what was up with him, but you were really confused when you told him to chill and he visibility wilted
once he came around to telling you that he wouldn't hold it against you if you wanted to leave him, you were quick to reassure him
give him a couple kisses and rub his ego just a tad, and he’ll be back to normal
acts like he didn't just look like he was about to cry two seconds ago
NSFW
there are two things that happen when bakugo gets jealous
at first, he’s very rough and handsy
he likes to talk big and say things like
“imma fuck you up when we get home”
“you like when daddy does that, sweetheart?”
“kiss it right there, baby”
“youre mine. tell me your mine”
he’s doing everything he can to get you screaming and thrashing
he’ll go down on you for hours, leave you trembling, only to tell you that was a warm-up
there’s this dark look in his eyes when he’s pounding into you, gripping the headboard so he can angle himself in the best position possible
it’s like he’s trying to prove himself by wrecking you
in the midst of your fucking, just when you feel like youre about to pass out, bakugo’s head falls on your shoulder
he’s still thrusting into you, but it gets slower and deeper
needier
now it’s not just fucking
looks into your eyes with the most adoring gaze and kisses the breath of out you
he can’t speak, too deep into your lovemaking to express how much he loves you
how he’s so scared of losing you
but you don’t need his words to understand
lock your legs around his hips and tell him how you’ll always be his and he will let out a moan that makes your toes curl
when you reach your high, it’s a vulnerable moment
lots of soft kisses and hugging
wont admit to the tears that sting his eyes but is willing to express his adornment for you through his embrace and aftercare
Todoroki Shouto:
SFW
todoroki doesnt have a lot of experience with jealousy
he knows what anger is
he’s felt insecurity
and he knows what it feels like to long for something or someone
but envy was a foreign concept to him
that was until he got into his first romantic relationship with you
don't get him wrong, he trusted you with everything
you gave him no reason to question your loyalty
and it never occurred to him that you would leave him for someone else because of how strong your love was for one another
however, his insecurities always got the best of him
he had a lot of baggage
he knew that
and when someone would approach you, someone that looked free-spirited and independent, he’d wonder if he was holding you back
even then, he can’t help but think that no one is worth the ground you walked on
not even himself sometimes
he never brings it up
but you notice that he started touching his scar a lot more
todoroki would try to act more extroverted thinking it would be better if he was livelier
youre deep talks about family matter diminished little by little
he tried to fill your comfortable silence with awkward conversation
you were so confused why your bf was acting so different
it took a couple attempts to get him to spill his thoughts
once he did, he’s stark quiet, looking away, fearing that you’d be so disappointed in him
but you just take his face in your hands and tell him
“you’re my whole world shouto. why would i ever give that up?”
he holds you in his arms for a long time after that
NSFW
behind his jealousy of onlooking eyes is a deep steed of low self-esteem
and you can feel it when you get intimate
he’s always looking to please you, but now he’s desperate, trying so hard to think of what will make you feel good
it makes you sad bc he already knows the answer to those questions
but he overthinks it
he’s noticeably shier
his touches are hesitant as he second-guesses himself
is continuously asking if you’re okay or if he’s doing it right
at one point, you have to take charge and push him down on the bed
“let me show you how much i want you. just you”
licks his lips as you kiss down his body
one of those guys that believes sucking his dick is a chore 💀
“you don't have to do that” face ass
so when you suck the soul out of him, he’s SPRUNG
would write a song about it if he could LMAO
quickly says he loves you before kissing you like the world depends on it as you ride him
twirl your hips in the way he likes and he’ll hiss out curses
run your hands through his hair and kiss his scar and he’ll give you such pretty moans
please tell him how beautiful he is and how much you love him
my mans will nut on the spot
after the first round, he regains his confidence and flips you on your hands and knees
before you even know what’s going on, he’s pounding into you, gripping your hips like a lifeline
now that he’s reminded that he’s your man, he spends the night realigning your spine
bc who could do it better?
Togata Mirio:
SFW
mirio is one of the most confident people ever
not only is he secure in himself, but he’s secure in your relationship
he knows he bagged a baddie
ofc people would be all over you
he couldn't blame them! i mean, look at you!
when people approached you, he usually let you handle it
if they were persistent, he would just put an arm around your waist
“you’ve got good taste, but they’re taken! sorry!”
it’s so wholesome that the other person can’t even find it within themselves to be upset
there was only one time he recalled getting genuinely jealous
it was during the time you two weren't exclusively dating
just going on dates to see how things went
at the same time, he overheard from your friend that your ex was trying to get back with you
when he heard that, he started sweating
it wasn't jealousy, but more like fear
he was determined not to lose you
not when things were going so well
mirio literally goes above and beyond on your dates
mans deadass learns how to cook all your favorite foods to bring to you
youre crying bc the seasoning was just *chef’s kiss*
brings you flowers at random times of the day
sends you pictures of things that remind him of you
you’re just soaking up all the attention
he’s always been an extra person so you didn't think much of it
it wasn't until you two were cuddling and watching a movie in his apartment that he confesses to you
“i know that i’m competing against history between you and your ex, but i want you to know that my feelings for you are strong, y/n. and i’ll do everything to prove to you that i can be the man of your dreams”
you stare at him before bringing him in for a kiss
“there’s a reason my ex is my ex”
“but--”
“just ask me to be yours already, mirio”
he didnt have to be told twice
NSFW
it was actually that same night that cuddling turned into something a little nastier
honestly, from then on, if you cuddled for more than 20min, there was a 99% chance yall end up fucking lmao
but that night, when he was kissing your neck and grinding his dick against you, he noticed your phone light up on the nightstand
you were too caught up in his fingers between your legs but he saw the text from your ex
it read: “i know this might be out of the blue, but would you wanna catch up over dinner sometime?”
now, mirio wasn't one to be spiteful
but he couldn't help but get a little heated
knowing your ex was trying to get back with you was way different than seeing it
a tiny switch goes off in his head and now he’s ready to make it known that you and him are together
you’re in heaven as mirio’s lips suck and nip at your neck and body
his head game is immaculate
turns you on your stomach so he can massage your back and ass before sliding into you
mirio holds your neck and gives you sloppy kisses as his hips swim into you
your phone lights up again and you can barely think straight when he gets rougher
starts pounding into you like he’s tryna put a baby in you whether it’s possible or not 💀
youre grabbing for anything you can hold as he starts whispering sweet nothings about how he’s gonna take care of you
whew...what a man yall 🥴
the entire time he’s wearing a shit-eating grin
bc he knows he won
might have accidentally sent your ex a voice recording of you moaning his name
oops
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Paper Hearts
Prompt: “Don’t yell at me like I’m a child!!” “DON’T THROW SCISSORS!”
Pairing: Jeon Jungkook x male reader. (although it can be for gn!reader, again heh)
Word count: 1,3k (i guess i got carried away, oops)
Requested by: @just-bts-trash-00 ! Thank you :)
You noticed how Jungkook came back from rehearsals very tired and stressed the last few days. Soon everyone would be starting promotions for their new comeback, and he was feeling the pressure increasingly difficult to handle.
That's why you have tried to make his days simpler; you always tried to take time off from your work to go to the studio and leave food for them, Jungkook would feel relaxed enough with your presence and let himself snuggle in your arms, not caring about the comments his hyungs make when they see him acting so soft around you. But, sometimes it is not enough.
It was one of these days where he seemed to walk with a cloud hanging over his head, and since you didn't know what else to do, you decided to prepare some easy crafts; it was something relaxing and something you two would enjoy doing together. By the time your boyfriend comes back home, you receive him with his favorite food and lots of kisses, which he is thankful for and shows with a shy smile on his face.
"Finish eating, sweetheart. While you're done i'm going to run you a bath, alright? So you can relax," You stand up, caressing his hair and going upstairs as you see Jungkook is almost finished with his dinner. "Also! I brought some materials for us to do crafts, what do you think?"
"Oh? Crafts?" He asks with curiousity, turning to face you. "Like the ones I did back with Taehyung the other day?"
"Yeah! Doesn't it sound fun?"
Jungkook can't help but smile bigger, so his nose scrunches and his front teeth relying over his lower lip, making him look thousand times more adorable.
"I love it, I'll be with you in a moment."
After taking a bath (and basically making you join him), Jungkook is waiting impatiently on the sofa, seeing you gathering some materials such as colorful papers, glue, scissors, glitter and some of the art supplies that he used from time to time.
"Okay! so," you take a seat on the floor, right in front of the small wooden desk of the living room, and Jungkook doesn't hesitate to do the same, sitting right in front of you. "I didn't come up with ideas but we got a lot of material. Do you have something in mind?"
"Hmm, why don't we watch a youtube video of paper crafts and do some of the options?"
He takes out his phone and looks up for ''easy paper crafts" and finds a video with over 30 ideas, tapping over the title immediately and making you chuckle.
The first ideas were simple, but Jungkook stopped the video when a weird paper flower was showed and decided that he wanted to try that out.
"Really? That's seems kind of difficult."
"Easy peasy," He chuckles and picks up a bunch of green and yellow papers, replaying that fragment of the video to look carefully. "You want to do it?"
"I think I'll do the paper hearts, instead." You grab a pink paper and scissors to start. "I can actually decorate love letters with these."
"You have never given me a love letter, though."
"That's because i didn't know how to make paper hearts! So from now on, expect a bunch of them."
Jungkook selected the OST of the drama that you saw a few weeks ago, and which has become your favorite, to set the scene. Lee Juck singing peacefully to a slow song while you are moving your lips trying to catch on every word and cutting a perfect circle at the same time.
He started piling up the exact amount of papers to roll them as instructed, and then he had to make some cuts all over it; the other part was confusing to you, but Jungkook seemed very focused on it, moving his hands with caution and even sticked the tip of his tongue out. The problem was that the scissors weren't sharp enough to make a cut on the thick roll, so that stressed him out. He even changes the angle and the way he is holding the material, but nothing really worked, so Jungkook gets frustrated and groans. Not thinking it through, he throws the scissors away, almost hitting you on your arm.
"Jeon Jungkook!" You look at him more concerned than angry, "What's wrong with you?!"
"This sucks!" He pouts, grabs his phone and stands up, walking over to the stairs.
"Wait, where are you going?" Jungkook pretends he doesn't hear what you say, "Jungkook, I am talking to you! Come back here!"
He turns over his heels on the step, "Don't yell at me like I'm a child!"
"Then don't throw scissors and leave like this!"
He sighs again, but this time to calm himself down. You left the glue and glitter you were using on the desk and stand up, opening your arms. Jungkook gets it immediately, and doesn't doubt to walk to you, rest his head on your chest and put his arms around your waist.
"Sorry," He whispers a few seconds later. "I didn't mean to do that."
Caressing his hair and leaving small kisses on his forehead was a way to tell him that it's alright, "I know the comeback is making you feel frustrated, but try to take things easy, hm? Maybe crafts was not the best way to deal with-"
"No, it's actually perfect. I just need to rest now, I think." He smiles, still not breaking the hug. "I know it's no excuse. I am really sorry."
"It's alright, baby." You coo, slightly separating from him so he can now look at you. "Wanna go to sleep now?"
He thinks about it for a moment, squinting his eyes. "I could try doing paper hearts with you."
A big smile appears on your face. "Yeah? Okay, let's do it."
Jungkook found them easier to make. He started to cut the paper and glue it to hand it over to you, so you could add the glitter all over it. As minutes passes by, he ends up falling asleep on your lap. Later you'll find the way to carry him to the bedroom without waking him up.
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i actually looked up for paper craft videos bc i didn’t know what should they do lmao, it was actually good
rules! :)
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Make it last forever (Poe x reader)
Summary: Poe brings you breakfast in bed, and you wish this brief respite from the war could last forever. Fluffy with a lil angst, but only so Poe can comfort you, sweeties.
Author’s note: I’m doing soft blurbs bc you all deserve a hug from one of our fave fictional husbands. Let’s all destress and be comforted one blurb at a time, okay? (Dunno how many I can do but gonna try and blitz a few requests out tonight. I’m doing these quickly so they’ll be a bit scrappy, please forgive!)
Warnings: hints of steam but no explicit smut. Rated TEEN.
GIF: by @wilsonsamt
You grin as Poe shimmies back under the covers, having carefully settled the breakfast tray on to your lap.
Your hands eagerly reach for him and filter into his raven curls, pulling him to your lips for a quick, lazy kiss before he sits back on the propped pillows next to you.
“Where the hell did you get koyo juice?! Baby! You got koyo juice?!” you exclaim excitedly as you survey the items on the tray. Your eyes widen with joy as you bring the tumbler to you nose and inhale the sweet, reassuring scent of home. You take an eager sip and the flavour is like a taste explosion in your mouth.
Poe smiles widely, utterly happy when you’re happy, and he wraps his sturdy arm around your shoulders as you butter the breakfast cake and eagerly sprinkle some seeds on to the plate of fruit.
“This is perfect. You’re perfect,” you praise, planting another kiss to his stubbled cheek, his face creasing beneath your lips into an easy smile. Before Poe can say something smug in response, you shove the still warm bread cake towards his mouth for him to take a bite.
“Mmm,” he says around a hearty mouthful. “That is good. I did good, baby.” Apparently he doesn’t mind praising himself as well, which makes you smile even more broadly. he deserves all the praise he can get.
Poe begins shovelling food into his face with little dignity, crumbs falling down on to his gorgeous bare chest. You simply watch him enjoying the moment, your initial joy becoming something bittersweet as you realise how rare it is to share something so simple together. Breakfast in bed like this is special, yes - undoubtedly a treat- but even so, it is a rarer occasion than it should be.
Yesterday had been especially tough. You can still feel yesterday lingering in your body. The stiffness in your joints and muscles, the scrapes and bruises on skin. The residual stress. The despair. The tiredness which goes so deep it can only be described as existensial. You were thankful, as ever, that the two of you made it back, of course. But this domestic, blissful pageant before you only highlights everything you will have to return to tomorrow. As though you are merely playing house while waiting for the war to find you again.
Oblivious to your turmoil, for now, Poe snaffles the remaining half of his bread cake as you idly sip your sweet koyo juice, but he looks at you with concern etched into his strong features as soon as he realises the sadness which has overcome you.
Poe’s eyes soften with understanding, rather than hardening with judgement. His brows furrow briefly in thought before he delves his nimble pilot’s fingers into the fruit bowl, plucking out a strawberry and bringing it up to your lips. He had hidden that treat at the bottom of the bowl, but now, upon seeing the sadness cloud your eyes he figures life’s too short; why wait to put a smile on your beautiful face?
It works too. Your eyes light up again as the rare red fruit catches your eye.
“Take a bite, come on,” he coaxes, holding the fruit out and hovering it in front of your lips. “I know, I know. I’m the best.”
Poe smirks at you, finally managing to be smug, and you can’t resist dipping forward to take a bite. The sweet, ripe fruit bleeds sticky, red juices all over his fingers, which you lick innocently off before they can form rivulets all the way down his hands and onto the sheets.
Poe eyes you hungrily as your tongue rasps over his skin. Hungrily, as if the tray of delights before him is forgotten, but he doesn’t pursue his urges just yet. Instead, he swipes a rogue drip of red from your chin and cleans it from his finger with a soft pop of his lips, more focussed on the glumness backlighting your eyes. He can see you trying. Trying to be happy, and if anythign that hurts him more.
“You okay, honey?” he probes softly, whispering in case the ghosts in the room hear him. There are often ghosts in the room when you’re alone with him. Especially after days like yesterday. It seems so impossible to escape this war, sometimes, that even mornings like this can remain haunted.
You sigh. “I’m sorry, Poe. This is all so sweet. I don’t know where or how you even found all this stuff. Or how the kriff you convinced Leia to align our rotas. It’s just...” you trail off, looking down at your naval in contemplation.
Poe knows. Poe understands, without you needing to go on, but he also knows that it can feel good to let it out anyway. He brings a sticky, strawberry scented hand to cup your face, gently tipping your head up until you meet his gaze again. His whole manner is open, receptive. Encouraging you to talk to him.
“It’s just... Poe. The war is so long, and moments like this... moments together, they’re so short. I just,” you clench you fists in front of you as you talk, as if you’re grabbing something invisible, “I want to hang on to these moments and stretch them out forever, but before we know it we’ll be back up in the skies, fighting for our lives. For each other’s. For the entire kriffing galaxy.”
You look at Poe apologetically, as if you’ve ruined the morning, but you haven’t. He knows exactly what to do. He scoops up the tray and sets it aside for the moment, before bundling you into his arms, resting your head on his lap while he soothingly strokes your hair back from your face, his other arm draped lightly over your torso.
The sounds and tapping of his fingers brushing over your hair are instantly soothing. The way the rolls of his soft, scrunched up belly press intermittently against the side of your head, with each rise and fall of his breath, is infinitely comforting. When he speaks, his sandy drawl slow and steady, you feel even more relief.
“I see why y’ think that, honey, but I have a different way of looking at things,” Poe muses, a gentle furrow still playing in-between his brows as he mulls over his half-formed words of comfort.
You look up at him hopefully. “You do?”
“Yeah,” he continues, stabbing the air emphatically with his wagging index finger. “Now hear me out.” You watch the furrow disappear, his expression becoming misty as he looks down at you. Poe is handsome even from this peculiar angle, his strong chin and nose and thick lashes prominent as you gaze up at him. “Moments like this don’t pass quickly. They last forever. These moments... they... bury themselves in me, like a tree. Or the seed of a tree. They are planted, and they just keep growing, through me. Like the force tree on Yavin spreads its roots into the ground and its branches up to the sky.”
You look up at him with admiration, even though he has yet to fully flesh out his metaphor, Poe still searching his head for the words to express what flows so easily in his heart. You love his soothing, honest, storytelling voice, and you could listen to him all morning like this, you think. You are happy when he continues, still stroking and caressing you with his fingertips.
“You think the war is long, but it’s moments like this which get me through, sweetie,” Poe says, his eyebrows shooting you, face becoming more and more passionate and expressive as he finds his stride. You love watching him speaking like this when he’s delivering briefings in the command centre, but you never love it more than when he’s animated by his passion for you. With his love for you. You smile fondly, and you wouldn’t dream of interrupting the words which keep coming.
“In this war, I think of what I love. About what I want to keep, forever. And, honey, the sum of all these little moments you think slip away too fast? I’m carrying them with me forever, baby. They’re gonna live forever. This is what I think of when I’m in an X-Wing, fighting for my life; for yours; for the galaxy. When I’m fighting, I don’t really think about flying- don’t have to. I think about you. Us. These stolen little moments last years, honey, last a lifetime, because they play over and over in my head any time I’m not next to you. I’m gonna remember stuff like this, here, right now, and take it with me everywhere. Your face lighting-up when you see a simple glass of koyo fruit, because it reminds you of home. The weight of your head in my lap and your soft hair on my thighs. Seconds? Minutes, baby? No, they’re gonna last forever, and then some.”
You’re crying. Of course you’re crying. Wet tears channeling down the sides of your face and mingling in your hair and your ears and falling on to his hands as he caresses you.
How could you hear that and not cry? How could you be so loved and not weep? How could you love this much?
Poe’s words were raw and spontaneous and spoken right from the heart. From that good heart. That beautiful heart of his.
You wish this moment, although over in seconds, could be eternal too. Except, now you realise it will be, because it has embedded itself in you like a seed, like a force tree, and it will only keep growing through you. The moments where you love and are loved by him become indistinguishable from your love itself. Your love for Poe, which has never slowed or wavered but has only grown taller and stronger and bigger and denser, roots reaching to the core of the universe and leaves all the way beyond its outer extremities.
You raise yourself up from Poe’s lap with a renewed vigour, and you wind your arms into his glorious inky curls. You kiss his cheeks and his lips and his face and you hold him so close. So tightly. This good man. This good heart. This good soul. You know you have to make the most of this moment. Make it the best it can possibly be, because you’re never going to let it go.
“I love you, Poe Dameron. I love you forever.”
Poe pulls back momentarily to look you in the eyes, his warm hands skimming over your back, and the beauty of him as he gazes softly at you makes your heart skip a beat. This beautiful man, who loves you with his whole, good heart.
Poe reaches down for your hand, and twists his mother’s wedding band on your finger. “I love you, Mrs. Dameron,” he says fondly, voice infused with adoration. “I love you even longer than forever.”
“Always so competitive,” you tease fondly, and his lips split into a smile, those delicious creases lining his eyes and mouth, and a crinkle in his nose.
Poe’s forehead comes to rest against yours as fresh, happy tears mingle on your cheeks. You press your lips to his, mouths moving together in your own private language, your tongues mingling and speaking secrets to one another as you share each breath.His kiss is sweeter than a koyo fruit, and more reminiscient of home.
You wrap your limbs around him, lovingly, fleetingly. And while your bodies may be entwined only for now, you are sure that your souls will be entwined for always.
You sink into the bed as Poe gently lowers you to the mattress, strong, warm hands beginning to roam lovingly over your body, moments becoming lifetimes, seconds becoming eternity.
The war may be long and these easy mornings short, but for now the war can wait. This moment belongs to you and Poe alone, and you intend to make it last; to make it last forever, and then some.
#poe dameron x reader#poe x reader#poe dameron fluff#poe dameron blurb#poe dameron imagine#poe dameron fic#sw#star wars#tfa#star wars fic#oscar isaac#poe dameron
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TPN S02E05 - Initial Thoughts (anime-only)
the reaction video: Google Drive
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. Blue friend!
That i didn’t immediately catch that they were two different groups was kind of embarrassing asuhjd- they do be surveilling. They clearly already tailed them, but idk why they didn't just show up at their hideout --- I guess that would have
been too undramatic.
It was kind of obvious towards the end and I felt like they could have made it a little more dynamic. I don’t need still shots. Make them attack and the mask comes off after he also speaks or... idk, so many still frames; masks hiding any emotional reaction (though I do like the whole taking off mask reveal in theory); and then also the kind of.... EH reaction I’m just... idk, I expected more somehow but I can’t exactly pinpoint what I wanted differently.
(This whole thing kind of goes back to my initial theory way back after s1 how Norman might try to infiltrate the system as a demon and then have to pretend to not be their ally in front of them and have to pull through with something, or some tragic shit like that. Or one of them trying to kill him, but he can’t say anything and then they realize when the cover comes off --- yeah VERY BAD, I’m glad that’s not what’s happening.)
I’m assuming the tidbit about farms being raided “recently” means he’s not been out for that long (at least not longer than a few months) so that’d explain why it wasn’t brought up with Isabella.
I also don’t think anything happened when he was removed from GF - but between Norman’s surprised expression when entering the gate room and him being here now, I don’t think he was shipped out for food (unless the high quality ones don’t get flower’ed right away and instead only at their “eater” --- since that’d at least give the support duration for someone to rescue him or him to do something about his situation).
So I’m very curious to hear about that whole story and I have a small bit of hope that the recap episode will be framed as Norman talking about s1 from his perspective and then also transitioning over into what happened while they were apart either in next episode or the episode after that. Don’t think we need a recap either way, but OH WELL, I hope there’ll be SOME framing to it at least.
edit: I thought episode 6 would be a recap, but it’s 5.5 and likely due to production issues so forget my rant here, I’m fine with the recap. I’m not fine with staff being overworked but oh well that’s a whole different dilemma.
They got so much to do and so few episodes AHHH
I wonder if there’s any meaning-parallel to be drawn between the old demon having a walking stick and Norman also having a walking stick??? idk it just felt odd to me-- Norman why are you old.
Though gotta also appreciate that anime really went opposite manga approach here, he didn't age AT ALL duisjsd. still babey.
(edit: I didn’t know about his “inbetween” design as much and seeing them side by side it’s actually pretty accurate so yayyy. he babey anyway though)
what did that one guy out of Norman's group do when he leaned down to presumably Don I'm confusion
Norman, surrounding his friends: "lets ominously walk up to them"
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. The demons' form
I didn’t post it I think but I actually made a “you are what you eat” joke in my ep3 post but discarded it because Sonju and Mujika look completely fine despite never having had any humans and I thought that’d throw a wrench in my thought.... and it still does so... that’s really interesting.
It also seems as if him saying “The world won’t change” is kind of..... like a prophecy sort of thing? It could just mean the massive class divide of course, but maybe if all the demons were well fed with humans, they’d achieve greater things? Since when you’re dying you’re kind of not in the condition to do anything, and if eating their body parts makes the demons adapt; is the implication that eating their brains makes demons smarter?
if so that's a pretty literal parallel to the lower classes of society being robbed the chance to do something great by sheer circumstance. they're just actually dumber bc they don't get provided the materials to be smart
Honestly I’m a bit confused and not sure what it means, i can think of:
once a demon has ever eaten a human, they have to continue doing so
eating singular body parts makes them generate on you and you need “higher quality” humans to counter-act it. Would explain why Mujika and Sonju aren’t affected, since they don’t eat humans at all. Would also be an allegory for a healthy/balanced diet I GUESS but I don’t think it seems very plausible? it just seems kind of random.
They’re descendants from different demons and Sonju&Mujika simply don’t need to eat humans to maintain their form.
I also brought up that maybe it’s faith related / a placebo? But that seems even more forced.
I also don’t know if the implication is that they need ANY food, but then why are there hands on them?? So I do think it’s that it’s humans specifically that are either the problem or the solution.
But since the bigger demons don’t seem to be affected AND the higher ups also not, I doubt it’s what causes the problems, unless it somehow is the whole balanced / “have to KEEP doing it” angle.
Also the demon scene in the ruins was so interesting, I really liked how it was so somber and kind of just... quiet. Emma, our queen, emphasizing once again.
I wonder if the demon realized it secretly or not... he seemed kinda overall nice and reasonable so I wouldn’t be super surprised if he noticed and just didn’t really care...
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. The timeline
GF kids have been escaped for 1 year, they were a month at the bunker, so they’ve been out and about for another ~11 months.
Anna says nothing happened in the past 6 months; what else happened to them? just that they hid somewhere and had to flee again?
Is that also where they got their new clothes? i fail to see why they couldn’t just get them at the bunker, would make a bit more sense imo- but oh well.
farms keep being attacked recently and stealing children. it was def not our group, Norman's group potentially? They seem to be pretty badass, so that’s probably not unlikely.
Alternatively, it could be an overarching even bigger group that also rescued Norman, I think.
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. Other things I liked
the scene of Emma being kind of lost was... pretty good, seeing our sunshine kind of doubt herself (understandably so after not making progress for an entire year) is pretty impactful. But i also feel like she’d try even harder to hide it in front of the others. but also why are you talking to a wall, are you mentally okay, probably not---
LOVED the nice subtle reveal to show how they mask their scent in the Lani and Thoma scene when they wanted to go with them
shot of the apple rolling and the screen turning over but head-down was cool!!
Emma and ray flinching when the demon's hand reaches out to Lani and Thoma
That convo between Lani and Thoma and how the older ones always give them the food and pretend to eat I'M EMOTIONAL
also their costumes are so colorful :sparkles: it’s such a big switch from their usual outfits-
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. Other things I didn’t like
i'm not even a rayemma shipper and I still wanted Ray to do more than say a few lines and WALK AWAY?? ray what ya doin-
[Lani and Thoma] also literally why did you let them come. This season does really depend on someone fucking up and it’s kind of annoyingggggg :) Though in this case it isn’t that much their fault, they just stood around.
also why Norman only say “Emma” pls kill me. I was so happy that (very light manga spoiler) ...... Ray and Emma were both there for the reveal but fuck, the anime just straight up didn't care about Ray being there anyway :V
they better gife me a good trio hug to make up for this next (... uh... next-next TvT) episode
I do agree he’s back too soon but..... I kind of can’t hate them, with the whole 1 season to wrap it up chaos. Anime industry bad.
Well at least I’m excited and didn’t hate it. I’m somehow a little empty-headed but it was a good episode, and the surrounding anxiety probably just makes me a little iffy.... Hope the recap episode next week will have some merit and otherwise, see ya in two weeks.
#tpn s2#tpn anime#tpn anime-only#tpn#tpn anime spoilers#tpn s2 ep5#tpn spoilers#tori has opinions#tori talks
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Tw: ED, Tw: Weight loss, tw: self-harm (?)
I'm tired of being huge. I'm tired of being the "wrong shape". I look at other girls that are my size and bigger -- beautiful people that I admire and have helped me so much in my self-love journey... and I see them and realize we're not even shaped the same.
I feel like I would give anything to be a pear-shape. A decent waist, and round hips... but instead, I have a fucking "B" belly, where it looks like I wore my jeans too tight & all my fat deformed into two bellies instead of one... Shirts cling to my upper belly and make me look like i'm smuggling two pool noodles around my waist at all times. High-waisted pants make me look like Tweedle-Dee. If i turn sideways, I look like a really sad floppy caramel apple with the stick shoved all the way through both sides.
I hate it. I hate me.
I've been trying so so hard lately to not hate myself. To work on my confidence and love my body. Some days I can look down and think "wow, i'm so soft. I'm so warm. I can't wait for Adrian to lay his head on my belly and nap." but more often that not lately, I see myself in mirrors and think "Holy fuck, what the fuck was I thinking?? This looks bad. REALLY bad."
And this week... This week got REALLY bad.
We're house-sitting for my MIL and in the 17 years i've been with Jim, her bathroom has been the bane of my existence. Floor-to-Ceiling mirrors line 3 out of 4 walls. BRIGHT fucking lights. I get to see every bad angle of myself in fucking hi-def 4d 1080p. Every roll, every imperfection, every weird dimple... And you can't just... NOT look. It's everywhere. I spend my entire time using the toilet/shower staring at her ugly pink flooring wishing I was literally anywhere else. I can't even walk PAST the bathroom, because the door is always open (so the dog can use her potty pads bc she's old) and i'll catch myself in the mirror, not thinking.
It feels like being drop-kicked by surprise every time I have to fetch something from the bedroom or go pee...
It's gotten so bad though, I feel like every step i've taken towards loving myself, has been undone. Like a bigass house of cards, it just came tumbling the fuck down and i've no idea how to begin rebuilding it.
I tried today, to dress up. To challenge myself & wear something I hadn't worn in public yet, because I saw so many plus-sized goddesses on tiktok trying it, and i thought "I'm going to do that. I'm going to dress up in this expensive dress i bought, and i'm going to do my makeup, wear fishnets & heels, and get gorgeous, then go to a park & do a photoshoot to PROVE how good I look!"
It backfired so hard.
I cried on a park bench.
I felt like a sad, sweaty apple in a sausage-casing that shouldn't have tried to be something other than a gross rotting apple. I came home & immediately changed into shorts and a tanktop and refused to look in the mirrors. I wiped all my makeup off to hide that i'd been crying. I faked being okay to Jimmy because I know he'd just tell me he doesn't care & loves me any way I look... but what's it matter if someone else loves you, if you don't love yourself? When you can't see what they possibly love about your body when they won't even touch it?
On top of all of this, i'm in pain. Literal physical pain. I can't get jack-shit done IRL because of it. I'm always holed up on a couch or in bed crying because it hurts so much. My doctors just shrug and tell me "Well if you lost weight, it probably wouldn't hurt so bad." as if there's not a knot of nerves that if you barely graze my back, i crumple into a heap because of the fucking pain. But let's not see a neurologist -- that's obviously just me being too fat :) right? :)
It makes me not want to eat. I want to starve myself and eat only coffee and boiled eggs for months on end until I lose enough weight for my doctors to go "holy shit, we were wrong! it's NOT your weight! Let's actually get you tested for things NOT related to your weight!!" But I don't do that. Instead, I sit here and eat, because food = happiness. It doesn't need me to rely on somebody to leave the house. It doesn't need me to spend forever walking and standing. It makes me happy, in a life where the only happiness I get comes from my partners. So i fucking eat. And it's not that I eat a lot. I eat maybe 3x a day. 4 if i have an extra snack. My portions aren't crazy huge. I have vegetables & cut out a lot of carbs & dairy whenever I can. I fucking went Keto for 3 months before I got fed up making everything out of cauliflower & spending fortunes on alt flours because i'm allergic to fucking coconut everything...
If i'm not eating to make myself happy, i'm starving myself. Because the idea of food makes me sick. Food = weight gain, and while i know i need nutrients to survive, I'd rather not eat & hope I lose the weight, than eat & have a chance of just gaining more and more...
Is it healthy? fuck no. Is it an eating disorder? oh hell yeah. Do I want to do something about it? fucking of course. Do i know what to do? Not one fucking bit.
I just know i'm not happy. I hate my body. I hate looking at myself from the fucking shoulders on down, and I've no idea how to change it without having surgery -- and i've come to the realization that i'm beginning to be okay with that.
I'm sitting on a park bench today, crying, thinking "It can't be that bad... right?" to want to be cut open & have my stomach stapled, or be rubber-banded so small that all i can eat is a boiled egg and half a coffee, because obviously I can't do it myself.
I'm lying in bed last night, picturing what would happen if I just took a butcher knife and hacked off my "upper" belly, so maybe i'd start to look like a "normal" fat person, instead of this B-belly bullshit that nature so graciously gifted me...
I'm sitting here, remembering every time my mother calls herself fucking ugly, horrendous, disgusting, because she's fat... and she weighs almost 100lbs less than me. Or the time my German Teacher joked about hating her body so much, she mentioned wanting to take a shotgun & position it so it would only catch her belly fat, and nothing else, so they'd be FORCED to liposuction all of the buckshot out & she'd be "normal"...
I know my gyno prescribed a lap-band surgery once. My fucking OBGYN... I ended up cancelling the appointment because I thought I could do it on my own.
I can't.
I know my insurance would cover it. I know i'd be stuck with flabby gross skin afterward & not have any money to get the tummy-tuck needed to make me look normal...
I'm thinking of going through with it anyway though... because i fucking hate my body, and i hate the pain I'm in, and I just want to be done with it all.
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Heart to Heart
Pairing: FemShep/Kaidan Alenko, ME-3
Word Count: 2300
Summary: Kaidan shares how his father looped him into joining the Alliance.
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Shepard gazed up at Kaidan. He stroked her hair idly, his eyes fixed on the observation window. She was starting to feel sleepy again. Her heart beat slow and hard to the rhythmic brush of his fingertips on her temple. With her head on Kaidan’s lap and the stars glittering before them, it couldn’t get more peaceful on a military vessel. But time was ticking down. Each breath was one less separating Now from the End. There was so much more she wanted to do with him. To know. She was wasting time dozing and not finding out. Shepard sat up abruptly.
“You all right?” he asked.
“What did you want to be when you grew up?”
“What?”
“We ever end up on a couples’ game show, I need to know the basics.” Shepard twisted to face him and folded her legs on the bench. “Don’t hold out on me. What did you want to be?”
“What did you want to be?”
“Make me go first, huh?” Shepard pulled his hand into her lap. “ Fine. What did I want to be when I grew up? Well, not a farmer. Not a biologist or ecosystem engineer.” Shepard ran her thumb nail along the side of Kaidan’s finger. “I didn’t know what I wanted to be. I only knew I wanted to be in charge.”
Kaidan’s smile stretched. “Had your calling young.”
“Ha, yeah, I guess.” Shepard considered the idea. “When I think about it, I could have gone a lot of different ways. Could have ended up commanding a ship of pirates or smugglers, being in charge of a team of Terminus System mercs. Who knows? But instead, fate put me on the straight and narrow.”
“Fate? Or you realized the good you could do by joining the Alliance?”
“You know something,” Shepard said. “When I saw the Alliance fight on Mindoir, I wanted to fight alongside them. I knew right then. I had this feeling, I should be a part of it. I thought it was so I could make the bastards pay who did things like that. But I was wrong. It wasn’t about that. It was so I could be the one who got there sooner than help came for me. It was about helping the helpless, not killing the worthless. I wanted my family back. Wanted what happened to them to mean something bigger by my actions going forward. But it wasn’t dealing death like I thought, it was saving life. That gave meaning to it. Gave me meaning.”
Kaidan touched her cheek. “Shepard, your family would be amazed what you’ve done. You’ve made them proud a hundred times over.”
Shepard’s lips tickled with the beginning of a smile. She kissed her palm.
“What about you?” she said. “Your dad was military. This is what you always wanted to do?”
“After what happened at Brain Camp? No.” Kaidan’s fingertips traced down her jaw. He covered their hands with his palm again. “I always liked tech. I majored in engineering at the university in Vancouver. I think I’ve told you that.”
“Engineer Alenko?” Shepard cocked her head with a soft smile. “You wanted to map power grids and design Omni-Tools?”
“Something a little more exotic maybe. Off world. There were companies that contracted all over space, colonies or urban worlds. Variety of tech systems, challenging, a lot of movement and chance to see things. Opportunities to be on the edge of the unknown connecting comm systems and terra forming energy platforms.”
“Not a bad gig.”
“I didn’t think so. The right company, I could be working with interspecies engineers, learning with new technologies, applying outside ideas. See the galaxy, the cultures, the worlds.”
“Then what happened?”
“Well …” Kaidan drew his hands away and fidgeted with the boot propped on his knee. “After Jump Zero and everything that happened, you can probably guess. I didn’t know what to do with that part of myself. I wanted to be normal. I enrolled in the engineering program at VU. As students failed and dropped out of the program, the ones of us who pulled through became close. By the third year, we left the engineering dorms. We roomed together in a large house on the edge of campus. We studied together, went out together. I even stayed with some of their families.”
Kaidan rolled the boot lace between his fingertips. Shepard shifted on the bench and waited.
“And?” she prompted softly.
Kaidan hesitated but met her eyes. “The summer after our third year, there was an applied internship program. Prestigious, competitive. Teams submitted grant applications and project binders. GPA, extracurriculars, interviews. Our team was one of the teams selected. There were ten of us working on the project proposal. We all moved to Boston for the summer and first part of the fourth semester.”
“Something went wrong with your project?”
“No.” Kaidan chewed the corner of his lip then sighed. “Four months into the internship in Boston, I was at the lab. We all were. We were starting to get into the software application, running tests, joking around. I can’t even remember. Men showed up for me.”
“Men?”
Kaidan leaned an elbow on the back of the bench and touched his forehead. “I forgot to register. Forgot to inform the Bureau I changed residences, left the BC area. The Biotic Registration Bureau had tracked me down. They showed up at the lab since they didn’t know where I was staying.”
“They made a scene?” Shepard ventured.
“They were polite enough, I guess.” Kaidan eyed her for a moment, then sat up straight. He cleared his throat. “You see, I had never told anyone. Told anyone I was a biotic. Maybe they could have recognized it if they knew anything about biotics, but you know how it was, it was new. I’d never met another biotic myself outside of Brain Camp. It was rare, unknown, stigmatized. I just wanted to be normal. I felt like it shouldn’t matter. I didn’t use my biotics. I had good control, never flared. It was like they didn’t exist, at least, from the outside. Maybe I was in denial or caught up in being what I wanted to be instead of what I was, but either way, the result was the same. The Biotics Registration Bureau showed up for me. My friends, my best friends I’d done everything with for three years, they were shocked.”
Shepard reached over and gripped his forearm. “They turned their back on you? Because you were a biotic?”
“They turned their backs on me, but not because I was a biotic. What they might have thought of me being a biotic, I’ll never know. I never gave them a chance to find out. They rejected me, not because I was a biotic, but because for three years I never told them.”
“You weren’t lying.”
“Yeah, but I wasn’t telling the truth either. We finished the project. After the internship, I finished the fourth year by myself. I saw them in class, but there wasn’t any going back.”
“You dropped out?”
“No,” Kaidan said sharply. “Of course not. I finished my degree.”
“But your plans to join a galactic tech company?”
“That last semester changed a lot of things. My dad …” Kaidan grinned at the floor. “My dad never quite gave up on the military angle. More than his own experience, I think he knew what I couldn’t accept: that it was a place where my being different wasn’t a liability but an asset. Where this part of myself I wanted to leave behind could actually be used for something good instead of just alienating me, scaring or hurting people. I think he knew it was the best path for me to accept myself, even be proud of it. I could belong somewhere, find meaning, help people, see the galaxy. Really, in a lot of ways, the perfect fit.”
“Your dad brought it up to you again?”
“He’d never stopped, but that last semester he knew I was struggling. I think he knew all his talk about the Alliance only made me dig my heels deeper. I had said ‘no’ so long, it was almost on principal then.” Kaidan laughed and rubbed his forehead. “There was a chink in my armor now though. I’d lost everything I thought I’d made since Jump Zero. I felt lost again.
“My dad had a spur-of-the-moment errand with an Alliance chum one morning. He’d picked me up from campus, a holiday or something. I was already strapped in when he told me. I swear he waited for the click of the seatbelt, then it was, ‘Oh, I just remembered. Told Chisholm I’d drop by with his book while he’s in town training the incoming officers.’ We could both see through the story. He knew I knew, but we just pretended. I turned on my Omni-Tool and said, ‘Whatever. Just roll a window down for me and don’t take forever.’”
Shepard chuckled and flicked his shoulder. “Your stubborn streak is well worn, I see.”
“Went pretty deep.” Kaidan laughed. “But, uh, I think I come by it naturally. My dad must have known what I’d say. He said he had to return a book, but when we got to the academy, all of a sudden it was books. Not two books or three books, boxes of books. Five or six boxes stacked to the top. I remember just standing there with the hatch up and muttering, ‘What the hell?’ I even started digging down and reading titles to make sure it wasn’t filler. I expected to see my mom’s old harlequins or something else off the shelf from home, but it was all military-related. He couldn’t haul in six boxes of books by himself, so I helped him. Conveniently, we took a very winding and slow path to Chisholm’s classroom. Dad kept pointing out different areas. I kept saying, ‘Are we going in circles? I’ve seen that plant before.’”
“And when you reached your dad’s friend?”
“What do you know, he’s in the middle of an applied skills class for sentinels. Up to that moment, I didn’t even know sentinels existed, a fusion of tech and biotics. I stood against the wall, sighed, and looked around a lot. I shifted the boxes in my arms and checked the time. But I didn’t forget what I saw. Dad was ready with all sorts of scripted ‘off-the-cuff’ questions for Chisholm about his teaching, the officer’s academy, sentinels, biotics. Dad introduced us.”
Shepard beamed at him. “Got over your stubbornness?”
“Yeah, I mean, I took my time about it. Couldn’t fold right away. I looked into it, networked, met with some other biotic officers. I swore Captain Chisholm to secrecy. He agreed not to tell my dad, but let me audit a week of his classes. Later, do you know what Chisholm told me?”
“What?”
“He said that morning, the morning I was picked up, my dad showed up to borrow Chisholm’s books. He took the whole bookcase worth. Even had a student haul it to the skycar with him. That was 0900. Then he picked me up at 0930. We brought them straight back. After I found that out, I didn’t feel nearly as bad taking my time. When I had my paperwork in order, just needed to push the button, I went home for the weekend to tell him.”
“Your dad was probably thrilled.”
Kaidan grinned. “I set down my bag, and Mom gave me a big hug. When she stepped back, she asked if I’d heard back from the recruiter, then she slapped a hand over her mouth. Turns out, Dad knew what I was doing the whole time. I would have been mad, but I could see what it meant to him. I was so fixated on avoiding an ‘I told you so’ and making clear it was my own decision, I never thought about it just making him proud. He broke out the expensive whiskey from the top shelf. Then we sat on the balcony, drank, and talked a long time.
“A lot of things changed from that point out for me. One of those things was with my dad. Up to then, I was a kid. An adult, but a kid in a lot of ways. After I joined, things were different. He was still my dad, of course. I looked up to him, respected what he had to say, but we were friends too. More equal footing. I went from fighting him and trying to prove myself, to appreciating his advice. I wanted his advice. He could see what was better for me sometimes than I could see for myself. Everything with the Alliance proved that.”
Air thickened in Shepard’s throat. “I’m sorry he’s MIA, Kaidan.”
“I’m sorry about your family, too, Shepard.”
She fell forward and wrapped her arms around his neck. He brushed the hair back from her face and kissed her lips. She crawled over him. He pulled back from the kiss with a tense laugh and looked over at the door.
“It’s almost morning, you know,” he said.
“Come upstairs with me.” Shepard tugged him to his feet. “You said you’re exactly where you want to be, right?”
“With you.”
“I’m exactly where I want to be too.” She grabbed his face with both hands. “With you. I don’t want your family ever reading those letters, but I’m glad you’re with me. I need someone making me eggs. You’re my best friend, Kaidan. More than a best friend. More than anyone’s ever been to me.”
Kaidan’s breath sharpened. “You’re that for me too. Always.”
“Always.” Shepard pecked his lips.
They burst out of the lounge and shot to the elevator.
From “About Mars:” AO3 and FFN
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if you would actually want to see one of these let me know!
(This is kinda long... I’m so sorry I’m not using the ‘read more’ option so I’m so sorry if I’m spamming your feed)
(Also PSA these ideas are all my own and Ik some of them might be a lil cliche but I promise they’re all my ideas and I didn’t take them from someone else! Except the tiktok one)
Young Dumb and Broke (Series) - So this one is a lil weird but hear me out... I’m a bitch for Sugar Daddy stories but this is like a lil twist. So basically you got out of highschool and somehow got a sugar daddy (completely legal!!!) and like you got a shit ton of money and he like paid for your first two years of college so like you’re living the life- then he like puts money in your account... like a lot of money... and he buys you a bunch of shit so you’re literally living the life in his penthouse or whatever and then like you’re like hmmm ion need a sugar daddy anymore so then you’re like lemme tell him and then he like gets mad and is like get the fuck out... then you go and find your own place and like there’s no need for you to be worried about money or anything but you still go get a job just so you can be busy and you find a cute cafe and you get a boyfriend who happens to be your old sugar daddy’s son and like shit be happening. So yeah that’s what I have as of now and I think that could be fun to write
Guns N’ Roses (one shot) - I’m an even bigger bitch for Mafia shit and like a Hongjoong/Jongho/maybe Seonghwa Ateez Mafia moment? And like maybe a lil cliche moment but like the MC won’t get kidnapped by him or whatever but like she’s a little nosy bitch. Like not an annoying nosy to where she’d get fucked up by the Mafia but like nosy so tHe ScArY mAfIa bOsS thinks she’s cute, you know? So like she obviously knows who he is and like thinks he’s hot and wants to fuck. So she messes with him and is like wHy dO yOu hAVe a bLacK eYe when she obviously knows why he has a black eye. N e way... I think it would be cute or whatever but also not like a cliche he kidnapped me and I fell in love with him kinda moment.
Pancakes? (one shot) - So I’m even a bigger bitch for hybrid fics. Ik Im a bitch for a lot of stuff sorry... N e way I don’t rly know how to write one so I’d have to do like research or whatever about it and figure out anatomy of like whatever animal I’m wanting to do (probably a puppy or a kitten or a bunny bc I’m a basic bitch and don’t wanna do something cool like a snake or anything... but like MC would find said animal sOmEwHerE or maybe adopt it from the actual animal shelter instead of a hybrid one just bc they were in the animal form and not the human-hybrid form, you know? And like they take him home and like their new pet or whatever falls asleep on her tummy and like when she wakes up it’s a whole ass man and she’s like uhh what the fuck is a grown ass naked man doing on me??? And like they both get scared and like she offers him pancakes (hence the name) and like yeah they just live life after that with some conflict but it’s all good.
Temptation (one shot) - so guess what else I’m a bitch for... Vampire AUs... like who isn’t??? So like I really fuck with San/Seonghwa vampire moment?But like I really really fuck with the MC being the vampire... like there’s not a lot of one shots or series with the MC as the vampire so I think that would be cute and different. But also again, idk too much about vampire shit besides the cliche stuff and I’m sure I could take a different route with it rather than the usual uhhh shhh don’t tell anyone I’m a vampire or imma bite you kinda stuff. Or the we met in a club and imma suck your blood and you may or may not live kinda thing, even though those are my favourites and I read those all the time.
*Idk what name yet* (One shot) - I also really really like Harry Potter house AUs with maybe San or Wooyoung of Ateez... but I’ve never seen a full Harry Potter movie in my life (please don’t attack me) and I would have to like watch the movies and read parts of the books or like research stuff about the Harry Potter houses EXTENSIVELY (unless there’s anyone who wants to help me) but I rly like the whole the really pretty girl that everyone is scared of is in the Slytherin House and the cute shy boy in the Hufflepuff House has the biggest crush on her. And like she fucks with him bc he’s a Hufflepuff but she likes him too and just doesn’t know how to show it.
Hail Mary (one shot) - So like this is probably the most cliche on the list but the fucking Priests Daughter kinda shit is the best kinda shit out there. Like I would REALLY FUCK WITH A N Y member of ATEEZ LIKE FUCK! N e way- like the MC would be the priests daughter and like E V E R Y O N E knows who she is bc 1. She’s hot. And 2. She’s known for being like a goodie goodie. She’s the kinda girl that like has straight A’s in every class, doesn’t go to any parties, is at church all day every Sunday with her father. You wear a purity ring around your finger and all the boys just want to be the one to make you take it off. But like whichever member I pick (I’ve been wanting to write this for forever but I can’t pick a member from the ones listed above) actually likes you and isn’t just fucking you to get your ring.
Bookstore Girl (one shot) - So... I’ve had this idea for over a year (way before I started writing on Tumblr) it’s not rly that interesting or really original or anything but like one of my favourite songs is Bookstore Girl by Charlie Burg and immediacy after the first time I heard it I thought “I’m writing a Namjoon fic based off of this song” and I have yet to do it. If you haven’t heard it before I really recommend you do! In the song it says “Oh bookstore girl, I wonder what your name is” and “Reading only the books that you'd recommend to me... knowing more than just your name, it wouldn’t be the same... remaining fantasy, that’s more romantic to me” and it really gave me the inspiration for like maybe the MC as the other regulars that Namjoon likes so he’s always asking her for book Recs or they’d just talk about books but he doesn’t know her name and it’s practically killing him bc he has the biggest crush on her but literally knows nothing about her. So yeah I’ve personally never rly read a fic like this??? But yeah i think it would be really cute.
Groupie (One shot) - so like PH-1 is like one of my favourite artists and like he has a song called Groupie and I think it would be really interesting to incorporate it into a fic. I was thinking maybe like Jin/Taehyung BTS or like maybe Minhyuk Monsta X would go good with this kind of fic? So like in the song it’s constantly asking if their a Groupie “Are you a groupie? Tell me straight up is you a Groupie? I’m trynna do me, don’t waste my time is you a Groupie?” And like I think it would be kinda a twist if he knew the MC was a Groupie but he didn’t care bc he actually really liked her and is willing to have her around as a Groupie than not at all. But like eventually the MC would like... stop being a Groupie? And like they’d end up together fr fr, you know?
Red? (One Shot) - So yk those TikToks, yes I have a TikTok addiction don’t come at me, that are like yOu aNd yOur sOUlMaTe sEe tHe sAmE cOlOur aNd oNce yOu fAll iN lOve yOu seE eVery cOlOur? So yeah those kind of tiktoks are really creative and I think it would be a really cool fic idea. This one is obviously not my idea but I could try and like make a spin on it??? If that makes sense? But I was thinking maybe Mingi ATEEZ
*idk a name for this one either* (One shot) - So you know how there’s like a million fics that’s like tHe dEvIls sOn, which no hate bc those hit different, but like there’s never rly any where the MC is like the devils daughter yk? I’m thinking either Mingi or Yunho Ateez. So like imagine the Devil sending his daughter to go collect this “pretty boy” and bring him down. He was said to be protected by the angles so you had to get him wrapped around your finger. You take an interest in the “pretty boy” and bring him down with you and you want him for yourself, let’s just say the Devil isn’t happy...
Wings (one shot) - So I’m really into the whole Angel/Demon and Heaven/Hell kinda thing incorporated into fics and like... I’m kinda thinking like maybe Angel!Yunho/Wooyoung(kinda funny Ik) and like Demon!San/Seonghwa and like you’re one of the few “angels” that can go back and forth through Heaven and Hell. You’re half Angel and half Demon which is the reason you could travel back and forth. You usually spend most of your time on the lower half... it maybe or may not be because of a specific Demon with wings so dark you almost couldn’t see them... however, in heaven... the boy with the whitest wings you’ve ever seen makes you want to keep going back. Your wings are gray, more specifically a dark gray meaning you’re more demonic than angelic, which makes you stand out in either place. The more time you spend with the boy with the white wings... the darker they become...
사랑해 (Saranghae) (one shot) - So like Ik there’s a lot of like HighSchoolAUs and I really really like them but I wanna take a little spin on it and do like a transfer student kinda thing. So I’m thinking maybe like Yeosang ATEEZ? So like they come to America (where you’re from) from Korea and you’re assigned to be their like? Idk what it’s called? Just kinda the person to show them around and make them feel welcome. So it’s a little bit difficult because of the language barrier so you try your best to learn Korean and he try’s his best to learn some English so the two of you could talk. You’re not good at korean, at all, but you know when you hear that word... you feel the same way.
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i’m back on my au bullshit again fam
Made A Garden (Chapter 1)
[ao3] [ch 2] [ch 3]
Fandom: The Penumbra Podcast
Relationship: Lord Arum/Rilla
Characters: Rilla, Lord Arum, Rilla’s Parents
Additional Tags: Second Citadel, Alternate Universe - Childhood Friends, (categorized as ‘other’ bc arum is nonbinary when i write him bye), Lizard Kissin’ Tuesday
Summary: Rilla's parents take her out when they do field work. She's a smart kid, and she knows how not to get in trouble when they're caught up with their experiments and research. This time, they've taken her to an enormous, beautiful swamp, and their theory is that the monstrous presence in this place should be entirely dormant- which is why Rilla is so surprised, when she meets a monster for herself.
Notes: Once upon a time, I completely misinterpreted when the Concierge said that Rilla was meeting an old friend at the beginning of The Treacherous Heart. So, what if Rilla somehow knew Arum before the events of the podcast? What if, somehow, they were friends as children? Hopefully this will be as fun of an idea to y'all as it is to *me*, because I am hyper excited. I've got ideas for the time they spend together as kids, and then maybe some stuff about how this would change events later on, when they're adults. Also, I don't have specific ages for either of them quite pinned down for this, but I'd say that Rilla is somewhere between eleven and thirteen, probably? And Arum is a comparable age relative to her, with his weird monster biology. Title from the song Honeybee, by The Head And The Heart, and tbh the entire album that song is from is thematically relevant to this story.
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She meets him in the water.
Her parents are busy. They usually are, but they’re doing Important Work and Rilla is always a little smug when they trust her to be safe out in the wilderness. Her father explained about this place; the swamp is in a sort of hibernation, just now. A period of rebuilding and regrowth, and the monstrous presence here should be mostly dormant as it goes through this process. It’s a rare occurrence, and probably the only time that her parents will have the chance to safely catalog the life, the rare medicinal plants and fungi that grow and thrive here. They aren’t far away as they work – they would never leave her in danger and she trusts that knowledge implicitly – but even though they’re in earshot (and the whistle they gave her for emergencies would reach them even further than that), she can’t see them.
Rather. She couldn’t see them if she were standing. Of course she can’t see them now, because she’s drifting, floating on her back in the water, and she can’t see much of anything at the moment besides branches and leaves and sky. She discovered a pond, clearer water among the more murky swamp, cool green dotted with lilypads she compulsively chimed out the species of as she identified them. The pond is small enough and the sun is low enough that the light isn’t too bad in her eyes, dappled through the canopy and gentle on her face, and among the cicada noise and frog noise and gentle lapping of the water she feels serene. She’s never had an exact feeling to match that word before, but Rilla thinks that she understands, now. This place is magic – her parents told her so - and it feels like magic. It feels sleepy, and untroubled, and safe. It makes her feel… something. It’s like the opposite of how she felt about serene. Instead of knowing the word but not knowing the feeling to match, she just doesn’t have the right label for the way this place makes her feel.
She knows that it makes her want to stay here as long as her parents will allow, though. It makes her want to sing, too, so she does. Soft, bouncing rhymes, mostly. Not quite lullabies, but fairy-story-songs, like her mother sings while she’s working, like her father sings in the kitchen. She thinks the songs sound even nicer out here, with the hum of heat and bugs and birds for accompaniment.
Because of how still her little pond is, she very easily notices, after a while, when the ripples in the water change.
She tilts her head backward, hoping that she’ll catch a glimpse of a heron of some sort, or a duck, or maybe a big frog, but all she can see is the waves in the water, spreading in concentric circles from a point near the shore, upside down from her angle.
Rilla furrows her brow, and lets her feet sink down until she’s paddling instead of floating, but even when she’s closer to upright she can’t quite see what’s caused the disturbance.
“You are trespassing.”
Rilla startles, splashing and spinning with a sharp indrawn breath. Behind her, there is a monster. Her hand flies to the whistle around her neck, but-
Well. Rilla has never actually seen a monster before.
He’s mostly beneath the water, with only his head above the surface. He looks like a lizard, with shiny mottled black-and-green scales, and a half-flared frill, and two small horns on the top of his head, and jagged, pointed teeth, and bright purple eyes with diamond-shaped pupils, and Rilla’s mind races, because this creature is fascinating.
Her mouth hangs open for a long moment, and the lizard glares at her, but he doesn’t make a move. He just sinks slightly down into the water until it is almost over his nose, a low ticking growl rising from him.
“Oh,” she says, hoping that she doesn’t sound as breathless as she feels. “Oh, uh. I didn’t know?”
The lizard’s eyes narrow further, and he lifts his mouth out of the water again to say, “That’s not an excuse.”
His voice is interesting, too- it’s half growl, but it’s also a little reedy, and petulant, and his inflection is a little off. He sounds young, she thinks, and he actually seems much smaller than she was expecting a monster to be.
“Well. I just wanted to swim,” she says, not backing up so long as he isn’t coming towards her. “Am I disturbing anything? I was really careful not to pull on any of the water lilies.”
The lizard’s eyes dart around, taking in the still water and the plant life gently moving in the soft wind, his tongue flicking out into the air. His low, continuous growl pitches a little lower, and a little softer, and when he looks back towards her he shrugs beneath the water, his expression begrudgingly placated. “Nnnnno… you haven’t disturbed anything… yet.” He lifts himself a little further out of the water, tilting his head in consideration. “But humans don’t belong here.”
Rilla snorts out a laugh, and the lizard, shockingly, flinches back at the noise, his eyes going wide.
“Well, yeah. But if humans didn’t go where we don’t belong we’d never go anywhere. And this swamp is a monster place, but it’s supposed to be dormant right now.”
“Dormant?” The lizard tries to sneer, but something about his expression looks more confused than anything. “It’s a swamp. It’s not like a swamp can sleep.”
“It’s supposed to be going through a rebuilding and regrowth period,” Rilla insists, tone utterly confident and her phrasing directly echoed from her father.
“It’s my swamp, I think I would know if it was…” he trails off, his brow furrowing thoughtfully.
“Your swamp?” Rilla asks after a moment.
The lizard focuses back on her, and his frill flattens against his neck as he raises his snout in the air smugly. “My swamp,” he repeats. “I am Lord of this place. Lord Arum.”
Rilla laughs again, and again the lizard startles, staring hard at her. “Arum like the lily or Arum like the corpse flower?” she asks, and he scowls.
“Neither,” he says in a more insistent growl. “Arum like me.”
“Well,” Rilla says, and he might be a monster but he’s so interesting that she can’t help her grin, “my name is Amaryllis. Like the flower, and like me.”
“Amaryllis,” he echoes. “Those are poisonous, you know.”
Rilla laughs again, and thinks, he’s not really trying very hard to make me leave, is he?
Then, Rilla's dad calls out her name. Closer than expected, but still out of sight.
Arum blanches, sinking even further into the water, until he is chin-deep. “H-how many humans are in my swamp?” he asks, voice frantic and eyes wide.
“Just-” Rilla almost swims a little closer, but she stops herself. He looks… very scared. She didn’t know that monsters could get scared. “Just my parents and me,” she says. “Don’t worry. They aren’t knights or anything.”
“I’m-” he growls, but it comes out a little weak. “I’m not worried. Of course I’m not-”
Her father’s voice comes this time, closer still, and Arum flinches, his frill flaring like a bird puffing out its feathers to make itself look bigger.
“I… uh. I should go,” Rilla says, and Arum blinks at her for a moment in confusion before he nods very vigorously.
“You- you shouldn’t be here in the first place,” he says quickly, stiffly. “I don’t- this is- this was a warning,” he growls. “Next time I won’t be so-”
“We’re gonna be here for a couple weeks,” Rilla offers. “Maybe a month? My dad says we’re not supposed to disturb a single leaf if we can avoid it.”
“How very generous,” Arum sneers, “and how very unlikely. Humans always disturb things.”
Rilla tilts her head, frowning. “How many humans have disturbed you before?”
“I-” Arum jerks his head back, his tongue flicking out anxiously. “Well. That is-”
“Am… am I the first human you’ve ever met?” Rilla asks, a smile starting to creep across her face.
“N-” he growls louder for a moment, then shakes his head. “Well- you- I’m certainly the first monster that you’ve ever met,” he counters.
“Yeah,” she says, “obviously.”
“So-” he scowls, gesturing through the water with a clawed hand, “so why are you not afraid of me?”
It’s clear almost instantly that he hadn’t meant to say that. His scowl deepens, and he lowers himself back in the water until he’s pretty much in an alligator stance, with only the top half of his face glaring up at her from the cool green water.
“I…” Rilla stares at him, and- well, she hadn’t really thought about it. She was a little spooked when he snuck up on her, of course, but he hasn’t really done anything. He has claws and jagged teeth, but so does the big dog that lazes in Festival Square and begs for scraps. Just because Arum has them, doesn’t mean he’ll use them. It’s like her dad says- it’s not about the weapon, it’s about whoever wields it. Her parents have always taught Rilla to believe the evidence, and currently, Rilla’s interpretation of the evidence is that this monster is just as curious about her as she is about him. He keeps talking to her, and he hasn’t even tried to hurt her, and he hasn’t even really threatened anything. Rilla isn’t scared of him because he hasn’t been at all scary. “I don’t-”
“Amaryllis.” Her dad comes out of the undergrowth suddenly, at the bank of the pond, scowling but looking incredibly relieved. “What are you doing? Why didn’t you answer when we called?”
“I-” Rilla looks where Arum had been moments before, but of course he’s already gone. She wonders if he’s under the water, or if he somehow managed to slip away in the moments before her dad arrived. “I’m sorry,” she finishes lamely, kicking her way closer to the edge of the water. “I- I just didn’t wanna leave yet.”
Her dad smiles softly and holds his hands out to help lift Rilla out. “You can come back tomorrow,” he says as he sets Rilla back on her feet, and then he tucks a bit of loose hair behind Rilla's ear. “You’ve still got time, sweetheart.”
Rilla nods, and then she stares back at the water, holding her dad's hand. She watches the ripples fade, until the pond is precisely as serene as it was when she found it.
#elle's fanfic#the penumbra podcast#second citadel#rad bouquet#lizard kissin' tuesday#lord arum#amaryllis of exile#<3<3#enjoy i hope??#me: *writes ANOTHER au instead of finishing anything else i could be finishing*#please tolerate my nonsense#bouquet childhood friends au#penumbra au zone#made a garden
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Bro watchu think about the one saying Kastor would have been a better villain. I do disagree because 1) I believe he could have had a bigger role than simply being...a selfish meathead. 2) the regent is quite honestly, one of the most effective villains I have encountered in fiction so far. We don’t get much scenes with him but I think that’s the point. The subtle tones of malevolence and evil he embodies. I’m at a loss at how Vere did not straight up impale a pedophile to death on the spot
hi hello this got LONG.
i personally view kastor and the regent as two different kinds of villains. i got an ask once saying that the regent wasn't believable as a villain to them bc he had no good qualities and a good villain is a layered one and i can agree with that in certain circumstances, but not all. i can enjoy a villain who has subtle bits of good in them (like the one bit of humanity that doesnt justify all else but is still there) and i can also enjoy a villain who is blatantly a bad person with no redeeming qualities, it just depends on the context and what the story and circumstances requires. i think a story like capri benefited from more than one kind of villain.
i think pacat hit the nail on the head with the regent. she set out to present him a certain way, and i think she executed it perfectly. i personally think she intended to write kastor as more of a multifaceted villain who has depth and good but ultimately was won out by the bad in him, but its debatable if she succeeded in that or not. i know its difficult to really analyze kastor bc we dont see him much or get too many flashbacks to ios pre canon, but i also think hes the kind of character that enough context and thoughts from damen are there to flesh out an understanding and not have it be total projection. given that i understand pacats motives, and with my own interpretations, i feel that ive garnered enough about him to have a sufficient view of him as a more rounded character. in terms of him as a villain, that gets trickier bc he jus wasn't really present until the end, and even then he comes off like a cardboard cutout, so i understand what you mean by him having a bigger role. granted i (think i) get why he read so meh at the end (he thought he was calling the shots and was this big payer but it was really the regent who was on top and pulling the strings, and kastor’s general insignificance in the grand scheme of things shows in the end, despite what he thought) but the disadvantage to that is that he comes off as lacking when it comes to being a meaty villain. bc his angle is not straight up bad like the regent, but hes also being painted as the big joke, and his other elements are told from damen rather shown. so it all amounts to a big uhhh so ? kastor ??
in terms of cassie’s specific comment, i know that cassie likes kastor and thinks he was more complex and had more potential than what was presented so i think she generally just meant that he could have and should have been better than what he was given in terms of rep/writing/attention etc which like... yeah.
tldr1; if “better” means kastor being a better vilian than the regent or vise versa then i disagree bc i dont think that was the point.
tldr2; i dont think kastor was intended to be just a selfish meat head and i dont think he comes off like that to someone like me who's analyzed the shit out of him and the text, but i do think he’ll come off like that to someone who might just read the books once and take it all at face value which is unfortunate
#asks#me: OH LOOK AN EXCUSE TO FORCE KASTOR TALK#i didnt really get into the regent bc this was long enough
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Abort Mission - Cable/Nathan Summers x Reader P.1
Part 1
Warnings: Smut, NSFW content, Angst.
A/N: Hope you enjoy this angsty smutfest! It’s my first time writing smut and I didn’t think that I’d do it so soon, but it seemed so.. //NEEDED// for this storyline- AGAIN: this one’s a long one bc I’m trying to set the scene for part 2 - the smut in this is worth it!!! So indeed look out for p2 if you enjoyed this one - its gonna be much more fast-paced than this one is ;) Cheerio~!
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Summary: Your team had been tipped off about a possible resurrection of an unnamed villain by Black Talon and his followers, which prompted a recon mission led by Cable. Long nights awake had driven you to the point of extreme agitation.The remote and small location didn’t help and neither did the fact that you easily become a restless mess; to add to the complexity, you have a crush on Cable. Things get heated when you could no longer keep it in.
You were chosen as the on-site medic – despite your reluctance – by Colossus; who cited your usefulness, where resources would be limited, as the reason why you were best for the job.
And the choice was ditto-ed by Wade, who cited your terrible crush on Cable as the reason why he voted for you. To your relief, Wade’s voting was done where Cable wasn’t within earshot – so there wasn’t much to worry about. The last thing in Cable’s mind would be a relationship, and you weren’t prepared to test out that theory.
Of course, your powers could mold things out of the materials around you and enhance the healing factor of anyone you willed and you could, with enough time, change the landscape of a limited area by accelerating certain reactions… Damn your powers. It was so easy for you to get chosen as the in-and-out-house ‘’medic’’ – especially because of how fast you could recovered between missions.
Your high energy was also a key factor in this long-haul mission - which was expected to take at least 2 weeks. You and Cable were thoroughly prepped and the both of you set off to the post in record time.
The land rover bounced up and down as it sped through the rough and uneven terrain. The uncontrollable bobbing was making you feel sick, but you tried your best to keep it in, putting one hand on the dashboard to keep yourself steady as the car made a rag-doll out of you.
You looked over to Cable in the driving seat, his eyes focused entirely on the far away destination.
‘’Hey, how long til’ we reach the spot?’’
‘’We’ll be arriving soon, don’t worry. You feeling okay?’’ Cable responded, without taking his eyes off the road
‘’Well, I’d feel better if this car could stop wobbling so damn much.’’ You said as you used a hand rub circles around your stomach in an attempt to soothe it, and tried to make yourself feel less sick.
It worked. Until the next big bump in the road almost threw you off the seat.
‘’Do they not have cars in the future, Cable? You suck at driving.’’
Cable chuckled.
‘’Alright, alright, stop your whining. We’re here.’’ He said as he put the rover in park.
‘’And where exactly is here, Mr. Can’t Drive? We’re still in the middle of nowhere.’’
‘’We gotta walk from here, kid. The cabin isn’t too far off, and we don’t want the engine noise to alert anyone that we’re here.’’
‘’Wow, I didn’t know we were having an affair.’’
‘’Yeah. Sure.’’ Cable scoffed. He was one of the only few people who could take your snark, and you didn’t know whether it made you happy, or annoyed that it wasn’t annoying to him.
‘’Hey, I have a question. Since you know my real name, can I know yours?’’ You asked with a mischievous tone in your voice.
‘’It’s Nathan. Nathan Summers. Now let’s get to work.‘’
You were surprised by his candid response.
‘’I honest to God did not think it would’ve been that easy.’’ You remarked.
You and Cable got to unloading the gear and rations you brought. As you do, you noticed that he had stopped unloading, and was looking intently at something. You walked over to see what had caught his attention, when he spoke up.
‘’Tell me again, how would… a long bolster pillow… help us get information from our enemies? You gonna smother them into talking?’’ He joked as he held up the long grey cushion in front of him.
‘’That’s for me, Nathaniel. I can’t sleep if I’m not hugging something.’’
Cable looked at the pillow, then back at you; the smirk on his face clearly showing his amusement at this revelation.
‘’What?’’ You said, snagging your lovely pillow away from him.
‘’Nothing. I expected as much. Now get a move on. We’re burning daylight.’’
You both began trekking away from the dirt path and into the forest.
The forest looked magical. The rays of sunlight filtered through the trees, and the vines seemed to dance with the light breeze, as you walked through it. The slight crunching sounds of your feet treading on the leaf litter against the sounds of the forest – alive and creaking and croaking and cawing – reminded you of how out of place you were.
While you were busy taking in the sights and sounds of your surroundings, Cable made sure to mark the way leading into undisclosed location using a knife, in order to make it easier for you to find your way back; in case you get lost during the mission. He was lucky that you were easily distracted, else you would be trying to annoy him out of boredom.
After what seemed like days of walking – though honestly it was only about 30 minutes or so – the sight of a dilapidated cabin finally came into view. It was big, but obviously couldn’t have been your place of residence for the mission, mostly due to the fact that it stood crushed under a gigantic tree.
‘’Holy shit. That looks so cool!’’ You exclaimed under your breath. Cable hummed a sound of agreement. The kind of hum that an older sibling would make whenever a younger sibling points out something mundane and routine with a sense of renewed awe.
‘’Don’t patronize me, old man Nathan!’’ You said with a light shove.
You walked ahead to inspect the house, and saw that it had moss and algae growing all over. There were shards of glass scattered around the entrance, and to top it all off, a heavily rusted metal fence barricaded the front door and windows.
You looked up at the huge tree that had fallen onto it. The weight of the tree had caved the roof in – who knows how long ago – and now looks almost as if it was part of the cabin.
‘’Home sweet home.’’ Cable quipped.
‘’This has got to be a joke, ri-‘’ You started, but Cable cut you off.
‘’Stop talking and follow my lead.’’
You held onto your bag straps and grudgingly tagged along. He strode over to the thick base of the ginormous fallen tree; where its roots were pointed in all directions. The tree looked awfully old yet sturdy, but something about it seemed awkwardly placed the more you looked at it.
Cable did some mental calculations and made his way to the underside of the tree, near the perimeter of the cabin and pulled on a loose vine.
The vine was connected to a stealthily hidden trap door, which gave way as Cable tugged at it. You hadn’t even noticed the way it curved into a kind of entrance, but it was perfectly camouflaged against the deep ashy brown of the fallen tree. The trap door opened into a narrow crawlspace that looked like something out of a zombie movie.
‘’Go on, get a move on. We don’t have all day, Y/N.’’ Cable urged. He took out something which looked like a gun from his fanny-pack – he could call it a utility bag all he wants, it wasn’t going to make it true – and pulled the trigger, which released something into the distance with a strong wisp. He did this a few times at different angles.
You furrowed your brows, but didn’t question it and got into an army crawl position, pushing yourself into the crawlspace. It turned out to be bigger than you expected; dust and tiny fiber particles swirled around you as you pushed your way deeper into it – using what little light that entered to guide you wherever you were headed. You heard Cable enter into the crawlspace behind you and cover up the entrance, instantly engulfing you both in darkness.
‘’Nice place you got here, Nathan. Where do I put up my reviews in Yelp?’’ You commented, turning your head back at him as he caught up with you.
‘’You talk too much Y/N,’’ he returned, ‘’Now hurry up and get to the end.’’
You hustled and reached the end. You stretched your hands out and felt a metal wall in front of you. Before you could ask, Cable voiced out.
‘’Okay, now you have to pull on the lever. Feel around for it, it should be to your left.’’ He instructed.
Using both your hands, you felt around the ground and finally discerned a hard, metallic smooth protrusion from the adjacent wall. You pushed it up and suddenly, the wall in front of you rose with a mechanical shunting and clunking noise.
The wall revealed behind it a wide-open space, fully furnished with a narrow kitchen – with a door that led into the world’s tiniest washroom – and a small living room with a slender sofa and a single-bed right behind it. It was quaint, but better than anything you could ever have expected.
‘’Dibs on the bed!’’ You called out as you got up out of the entrance and jumped on the bed. Cable just sighed as he got up. It’s hard to even imagine that you were an adult. But it was entertaining – to say the least.
You helped Cable bring in and set-up the equipment at the surveillance post; which turned out to be the two-way window in the kitchen that overlooked the abandoned military base a little ways off - past a few trees and shrubbery.
You let out a deep breath, thinking about how long of a mission you had in front of you, as Cable arranged for a surveillance schedule. He carefully divided up the timings such that he would do most of the night watch while you did mostly daytime. A switch happened every 4 days for effective exchange of notes and to ensure that you both were on your toes. Cable passed you a set of earpieces as you were setting up.
‘’These are our ears on the ground. If anything happens in there, we’re gonna hear it loud and clear. The team also has a set back home and they would be helping us keep track of Black Talon’s followers. They can hear us – and the recording device in the abandoned base – but we can’t hear them.’’ Cable explained.
‘’Is that so?’’ You took an earpiece. ‘’Fuck you, Wade! I know it was you who took my M&Ms from the fridge and made Colossus take the fall! Colossus, buddy, you did nothing wrong and I will make sure Wade suffers for this.’’ You dramatically exclaimed into the comms device.
Cable stared at you in what seemed to be both reserved disappointment and met expectations. A hard line to cross, but you do it anyway.
The first few days had gone by without incident – and no sign of Black Talon or his followers. However, on the fourth day, there was a sudden influx of noise in the comms. The followers had planned a ritual to allow Black Talon’s return as well as preparation for a ‘resurrection’ of sorts. All details were captured on audio, which made it easier for an eventual ambush. However, one crucial detail had not been disclosed.
When was this ritual going to happen?
All signs pointed to the speculation that it was going to be a month away. But the team wanted the mission to proceed as normal for another week to ensure nothing new popped up.
Both you and Cable were clearly getting antsy. A good 5 days had passed since the last appearance or instance of anyone around the base, and so far, nothing seemed to be happening. Even picking on each other didn’t seem to satisfy the accumulating energy from being stuck in such a small space.
You tried doing some on-the-spot jogging and star jumps but still felt restless.
‘’Maybe you should try to get some rest. I can take it from here.’’ Cable offered.
You dragged your body to the couch, stretching out one leg over the couch as you let yourself fall onto the comfortable fabric, and tried to get some shut eye.
After 20 minutes of tossing and turning, you got up off the couch and walked toward the kitchen window.
Cable had been diligently standing watch, making notes of any activities around the abandoned base. He looked up to acknowledge you and went right back to keeping watch.
‘’I can’t sleep’’
‘’Have you tried hugging your pillow?’’ Cable asked nonchalantly as he continued refocusing the night-vision binoculars.
You rolled your eyes at him, and meandered over to him. You tapped him on the shoulder, then motioned with your hands for him to step away from his post in front of the tinted windows. You picked up the binoculars and scanned the surroundings.
‘’Boy do I love looking at nothing happening!’’ You tittered as you set the binoculars onto the table.
‘’We didn’t come here for a fucking field trip now, did we? If you could stop your incessant whining for about 30 seconds, maybe we could’ve gotten our job here done quicker.’’ Cable snapped back at you. Your eyes widened in surprise.
‘’Yeah, cos I’m that useless right?’’ You glared at Cable and stormed out of the kitchen. Great, now you were both restless and frustrated.
‘’What the fuck are you talking about?’’ He called after you.
‘’Forget it.’’
You suddenly felt a hand clasp around your wrist, pulling you in the opposite direction, until you came face to face with Cable. You held your breath, you whole body tensed, as he paused for a second; eyes locked onto yours like a magnet.
The tension weighed down heavy in the room, as if all the forest was spectating your little show from the outside; waiting to see what you would do.
This couldn’t go on any longer.
You swiftly took one step towards Cable, placing your free hand on his neck, and drew him into a deep kiss. He slowly let go of your wrist and pulled you closer to him. His cybernetic arm on the small of your back, easing you into it.
He tugged at your legs with a low growl, with a neediness, a desire.
A desire that filled you as well.
You instinctively wrap your legs around him and Cable immediately propped you up onto his waist; almost as if it was what he was waiting for the entire time.
You brought your hands up to his face, as you broke away from the kiss, heavy pants escaping your lips as you stared into him. He seemed hesitant to continue.
‘’Are you sure you want to do this?’’ Cable asked tentatively. His low, husky voice sending chills down your spine as you held onto him.
‘’Yeah. I’m sure.’’ You seductively whispered into his ear; which was enough to drive him wild.
He let both your bodies collapse onto the couch, you on your back, and him on top of you. You picked at his shirt trying to find the edge, and dragged it up off him as he lifted his torso up to pull it over his head. His attention focused right back at you, as he placed kisses from your lips, down to your neck – lingering at your collarbone, causing you to arch your back as you stifled a moan. His hands go to work on your shorts, yanking it off, leaving your panties exposed.
He pushed his body off of yours and shifted your body up a little to pull your shirt off, exposing your bare tits to the cold. He took a second to admire your almost-naked body, running his hands over your breasts and pinching one of your nipples between his fingers, pulling at it gently as his tongue played with the other. You were turned on beyond belief.
He brings his face up to yours, hastily meeting your lips, as if time had kept them apart for too long. Your tongues moving slowly, playfully, around each other – fully getting a taste of each other.
Cable breaks the kiss, rhythmic heavy pants escaping from both of you. He moves to unbuckle his pants, but you beat him to it – pulling the belt out of its metal confines and discarding it onto the floor so quickly that it made Cable let out a deep chuckle.
You ignored it and continue unzipping his pants and yanked it down together with his boxers, exposing his thick cock. You stroke his length with fervor, and watch as he melted into your hands – his brows furrowed and his eyes closed, focused intensely on the feeling of your pressure moving up and down around his shaft, as you felt him get harder against your palms.
‘’Oh fuck, darling, this is gonna end too soon if you continue like this.’’ He moaned against your slow lazy strokes. He brings his hand down to stop you; pulling arms up over your head, holding them together as his body closes the distance between you two. You relent, allowing him control.
‘’Good girl. Now let me return the favor.’’ He whispered into your ear, his hand sliding down your thigh, then over the fabric covering your pussy. His finger circling around, pressing down whenever it was directly above your clit.
‘’You’re already so wet for me, doll.’’
‘’Fuck, Nate. St- Stop teasing– ‘’ You moaned.
‘’Tell me what you want.’’ He said as he kissed that sensitive spot on your neck, making you dig your fingers into his back. When you finally spoke, your voice was raspy and strained.
‘’I want you. Right now.’’
He immediately yanked your panties off, and brought his hand to his hard member, positioning it at your entrance – leisurely teasing your pussy with the tip of his cock.
‘’Nate!’’ You whined.
With one swift move, he pushed himself inside you – painfully slowly – as if he was restraining himself. You writhed under him as you got used to his size entering you. You search for his body – unbearably absent from yours – and pull at his hands.
He immediately goes to kiss you again, rhythmically driving into you, as his tongue found yours.
Your body stiffened from the overstimulation, and as the tension accumulated, you whimpered and squirmed beneath him. You wanted nothing but release, but your body wasn’t allowing it.
‘’Nate, please- fuck I can’t.’’ You said as you gnawed gently at his neck; trying to rid of all the pent-up energy.
‘’Just hold out for me a little more, doll.’’ He growled, getting close to his own climax. He shifted his body closer to yours, quickening his thrusts. He put his arms around you in an embrace. His face lying next to yours as his hand pushed your face closer to his.
‘’Oh fuck- Nate, please- I need to-‘’
‘’Shhh… It’s okay. It’s okay Y/N.’’ He whispered into your ear as he circled your clit with two fingers – with just the right amount of pressure – edging you closer and closer to a much-needed orgasm.
‘’That’s it babygirl. I want you to cum for me.’’ He coaxed. He continued gently pushing into you.
The thought of having him delving so deep into you, with his fingers making magic on your clit, finally pushed you over the edge.
‘’Nate I’m- Fuck- I’m coming!’’
The orgasm seared through you; leaving your body arched, toes curled and legs trembling. The contractions of your pussy against his hard cock, pushing him to his own climax.
As all the pent-up energy slowly dissipated in those moments of satisfaction, you lowered your body down onto the cushions.
Cable continued where he left off and thrust into you, hard and slow. You let him find his own orgasm as he promptly pulled out and came over your stomach with a moan.
His body collapsed onto yours, his breathing steady as his eyes closed. His hair drapes onto his forehead. You instinctively go to shift it out of the way; and slowly ran your fingers through his hair. You watched him as he fell asleep on top of you, the sound of his breathing lulling you to sleep as you finally, finally, fell into a deep slumber.
You woke up to the sight of sunlight filtering into the room, with the sound of bird chirping and going about their day.
All of a sudden, you felt a drop in your stomach, as you noticed that your bolster had replaced where Cable had been. You also noticed that there was a blanket over you.
Was I dreaming…?
You looked around and saw your shorts, shirt and panties folded neatly on the coffee table. Last night had happened, so where was Cable now?
You quickly throw your clothes on – save for the panties which you stuffed into your daypack – washed up, and wandered into the kitchen.
You noticed Cable leaning against the window frame – staring out the window – with a coffee mug in hand. He looked relaxed, but somehow distant. As if he was deep in thought.
‘’Good morning.’’ You voiced as a yawn escaped you. You stretched your arms over you, your feet tiptoed in an automatic response.
Cable watched you tenderly, catching your morning yawn and stretch.
‘’Good morning, Y/N. There’s some coffee in the pot if you’d like.’’ He responded, looking back towards the window.
You brush your teeth then pour yourself a cup of coffee and settle down on the small dining table. Cable moved towards the dining table, taking the seat across you. There was a sudden seriousness to him that demanded your attention. He set his mug on the table before continuing.
‘’Y/N… I hope that it was clear that last night… was a one-time thing.’’ He stated. ‘’I don’t want you to think tha-‘’
‘’No, yeah, I get it. I didn’t expect anything from this.’’ You interrupted, taking a sip of your coffee.
‘’That’s good to hear. And hey, we can finally get out of this hellhole. I think we have all the information we need for the ambush.’’ He divulged as he stood up, taking a swig of coffee before moving to wash it in the sink.
You kept quiet. Your heart sank the moment the words ‘one-time thing’ spilled from his lips. You did all you could to seem like it didn’t affect you, to make it seem like the tears brimming over your eyes were no indication of how you felt. You abandoned your half-empty coffee cup and hastened to the shower, where you could let it all out under the running water.
Once the coast was clear, you and Cable packed all the equipment and made your way back to the rover. You followed Cable through the forest, not once stopping to look at the surroundings; your eyes focused straight ahead, but on nothing in particular, looking slightly dazed.
Cable had noticed your lack of wit and conversation, but knowing better, he decided not to remark on your newfound silence.
When you finally reached the jeep, you hauled your gear onto the back and settled yourself in the front seat. You wanted to sit in the backseat, but thought against it, should it arouse suspicion in Cable. You brought your bolster along with you to the front seat to help you ease the bumps.
Once he was done securing the gear in the back, Cable took the drivers seat and began the drive back to the X-Mansion; as you held onto your pillow while watching each tree pass by you from the window. The slow bumps seemed to induce sleep as you drifted off – your eyelids as heavy as your heart was – whilst Cable did his best to drive as smoothly as possible through the uneven terrain to take you both back home.
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Disclaimer: This is in NO WAY hate towards the other members’ dancing. They are all VERY good dancers. Heck, NCT currently has the best dance in all of kpop and I could never be up to any of their levels, even those that claim to be bad at dancing. I have been dancing for 10 years (and I still am) so this is not a post with no background knowledge; however, I do not dance hip hop but rather ballet so just keep that in mind. Anyways Ten is just on another level so here is a list.
Things I noticed in WayV’s Come Back dance practice
Overall: Ten’s balance is very good. He does not take any extra steps during the entire dance. What I mean by this is that once he places his foot down, it does not move unless it is for another step. Basically there is no wasted movement in his steps. His groove is very natural and instead of a choreo, it looks like a freestyle during some parts. Also, this has been knowledge since day one but Ten is a very good popper and he incorporates it into his dance effortlessly.
At 0:08, during the “yeah yeah,” where they all nod their heads, Ten is the only one looking forward. This may be part of the choreography but it makes the move look very natural. The extra smirk at the end adds another hint of casualness that the others lack. He also leans back at the end, making it more natural and carefree.
At 0:10, the wave. The reason his looks smoother is bc 1) he lifts his chest and right shoulder up more while also 2) making the wave start off fast and then end controlled.
At 0:12, he brings his left foot back and comes up basically to his toes. Here’s a prime example of his good balance. The other members either come up to demi pointe (the balls of their feet) or they just slide/step over with the left foot. Not only is he the only one up on his toes, his hips are forward while his upper body is back and his arms are extended while his hands and fingers are webbed out. The entire form of his body shows that he has great balance and is pleasing to look at bc it’s very smooth.
0:17, again, Ten controls his speed very well to make this move look v smooth and appealing to the eye. He goes fast in, then slow out, and repeats it almost identically. He also brings his elbows in to his waist, making it look natural.
At 1:19, though the other also lead with the heel, Ten makes it sassier bc his legs are straight and bc he has hyper-extended elbows (and hes using it here! what I find impressive is that he seems to be able to control his hyper-extension! there are times where he straightens his arm but its not hyper-extended bc it looks better straight, but here he extends them fully to add that sass lolol). His back is also straight (maybe even a little arched) and hes leaning forward. Overall, when he does this, there is more dynamic in his moves compared to the other members.
OK now onto the chorus. I have so much to say about the chorus. As center, he literally brings the entire thing together. 1:43, after the step back, they bring their right foot up. Ten is literally the only one who brings it up to that height. His arms are also raised at the same time. The coordination between the two makes the execution so clean. right after that, he brings the leg down. The fact that his leg was already so high up means that to get his foot down on the ground at the right time, he needs to move faster. This leads back to the speed control he has. He also leans towards the right bent leg more and his arm, again, seems to move in time with his legs. This makes his dance sharper.
1:45, this move looks simple, and it really isn’t that hard, but Ten executes it in a way that’s like no other (wow shocking!). As you can see, shoulder game poppin. Also, he crosses his hand more while also sticking the left side of his hip out while keeping his torso centered. This leads into what i think is the MOST IMPRESSIVE THING HE DOES. When they bring their arms to their chest and then bring their arms down, Ten is the ONLY ONE who does a slight body roll. Its SO SATISFYING to watch. The reason he can fit this body roll in is bc he bends his right leg a lot while still keeping his left hip jutted out, thus, when he puffs his chest out a bit, his lower half/pelvis can return to center, causing a wave effect.
Now, after that, at 1:47, with the little foot lifts and hand/arm twirls, Ten does this thing where he kinda rolls his thighs in a circle. This is accompanied with sticking his pelvis (aka cr*tch) out more and also rocking his hips from one side to the other. You can esp see this on the third set of thigh twirls (??? idk what to call it LOL). It’s ESPECIALLY clear at 2:51. His arms also seem to move differently from the rest during this part. What he does is that instead of moving his arm from side to side, he moves his entire upper body with it.
It’s not really clear during the second chorus but at 0:47, the leg/hip twirl, Ten brings his right hip up REALLY high while also simultaneously moving his shoulders??? Like how???? What a legend :/
1:56 is basically a lot of what I’ve said already, just a different move. Hopefully you can spot what he does lol
Also the claps towards the end of the chorus. Ten even CLAPS with class. He brings his elbows in while keeping his forearm slightly angled, making the clap casual and cool.
sdhfkdjfh this is such a small detail but at 2:47, look at the way he lands his jump. He lands on ONE FOOT (and on the balls of his feet if I may add) while also LEANING BACK. And then comes up to his TOES. And he DOESN’T FALL. His bent knee and leg in the air balances out the fact that he’s leaning back and overall it’s so impressive.
Last but not least, 3:12. This... Legendary... The shirt grab... was so clean oh my god. He leans down further during this part, making his upper body circles look larger than everyone else’s. And the pause after where he looks into the camera... I think I had a heart attack. He then drops his body and emphasizes this drop more than the others by bringing his arms up higher. And then right after that, the next dance move, it’s the same thing with his shoulders. It makes his movements look bigger and smoother. He also puffs his chest out when his shoulders are down, Making a small body wave and also, again, making the movement look bigger. He ends leaning very far back and slightly sticking his hips forward. This is in line with the entire vibe he gives off this dance. Just really cool and a lot of class.
There are more small details but this post is already so god damn long and the details incorporate techniques from everything I’ve said above so sdjkjhkf
Anyways, thanks for coming to my TEN talk
(haha get it)
(TED talk but like TEN talk)
(no? ok ill exit)
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I’m the Win Win anon!! I rarely use Tumblr and just like looking through the hashtags, but thank you for your long response! I agree with you! I also found out about NCT around October 2020 and through 3 months of unemployment tried my best to learn and become familiarized w the group! WinWin was the first one I knew of because he’s three days younger than me! I was shook people my age (Jaehyun and Sicheng) were doing something like this. I was also just learning more about KPop. But the situation with the unfairness he was experiencing definitely interested me. Some interesting things I found out was that SM literally begged him to come to them while he was in China. He didn’t discovered them or audition for them - they discovered him and went to him, even at one point he rejected their offer. I didn’t see much personality from him looking through previous variety or music videos until I came across the lovely choreography he did with Ten and I was astonished. No one could ever. The emotions and movements he made were beautiful. And that dancing compared to the harsh (still beautifully artistic) movements from, ex. NCT127, were oil and water in a way. Like you said, learning a second language. But there must’ve been something SM wanted so badly from him to have him come and even become part of 127 from the beginning. I understand language barrier and such, but it’s become apparent how his treatment seems different from the other members. And like you said, the China x S. Korea tensed relations - yet that doesn’t stop Chenle and Rejun from showing themselves as individuals. I think I’ve heard as well that SM wants WayV to be big in China so they’ve removed “relation” in a way to make the group seem more individual, even if they’re still part of NCT. But still. All the other WayV, specially Ten, seem to have bundles of opportunities to work for SM. I mean, look at SuperM. OH and about the image fit with NCT ... if I’m not mistaken, I believe this was during that one VLive of NCT Resonance 2020 - there was a moment that he said something like he will try to change his personality more. Something like that. And I began to notice a change in how he communicated via VLives and interviews etc. Obviously people grow and become accustomed to things plus it’s his job. But I did see a change. I did enjoy seeing him more and having him communicate via his Winformation and VLives he’s been in. Anyway, while I’m sure these people are more genuine behind cameras to what their true self is, I do think he’s someone that does not try much to be something he’s not. And I think that even his members see that, that’s why I wish the best for him. I don’t want him to know we pity him, but more so we want him to shine with his talents more and be taken into appreciation for that! Anyway, thank your for your responses! I hope we have a nighter and bigger year of NCT!❤️
hello winwin anon~!! the group is so big now it's a bit daunting but it's definitely a process haha The member whose birthday is closest to mine is jaemin also my bias, coincidence or divine internevtion, i know but of naught who would celebrate his birthday,,, two days before me but three bc timezone hehe
and the rest under the cut because long ask + long response & scrolling is. annoying lol
That's so interesting! I either didn't know it or forgot about it, so thank you for enlightening me 😊 But on the other hand, if they wanted him to join their company so badly,, what's up with him and SM now?
OH gosh their Rainbow V Lovely choreo is so :')))) such beauty and you said it exactly right anon~ no one could ever hahaha Modern dance is much more fluid compared to urban dance, so I feel like it was easier for him to, you know, dance/choreograph that. Or if you look at his movements vs. Ten's, you can kind of see a difference--this isn't something I observed by myself, I once watched a youtube video about how his natural movements are different, but he's a lot more languid and sweeping and wide & open and just,,, It just has a whole different sort of flow, you know? And while Ten's dance also flows, you can kind of see how it's a bit sharper and he makes more angles when he dances lol
None of what I said made sense. Nothing I say makes sense. Such is life.
That made sense. Tangent over.
Yeah~ If you think about it, the biggest language barrier in NCT would probably be with Shotaro (whose Korean is great already!!) and,, they communicated fine like yk that 127 clip where Sicheng doesn't understand something so Mark mimes it and he understands? Lol whatever works works :))
There's just a lot of contradictions in this whole situation skdks tbh I don't really know what to make of it
Yep, and you can see that with how WayV, while technically a part of NCT, does not have the group name and then a suffix or wtv
Ohhh I get you anon~ I don't really watch,,, official k-pop content or even any kpop content anymore lolol I basically just watch analysis videos of dance & top songs & uhh like the memes/vines/whatever you want to call them compilations every once in a while... I'm boring I watch TED Talks hahah But that's interesting! yeah, I have no idea how much idols are in touch with the going-ons of their fandoms, especially the international fandom but~~ I just hope for the best in his carreer
Thank YOU for talking to me!! I talk a lot and it's nice to talk to others rather than just myself hehe :)) Don't forget to eat substantial meals, drink a lot of water, get a lot of rest (by which I mean sleep), and take time to take care of yourself when you need it!! Best wishes to you, and to the boys, but mainly you~~ because there's 0% chance they'll see this lol I mean tumbr really interesting 💕💕💕💕💕
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