Sabo just visiting luffy while he sleeps and telling his story to his mates and leaving then.... like I guess luffy will just find out eventually but damn... the don't explain anything to anybody thing is a brother gene or smth

Aegon II Targaryen x Targaryen niece reader.

Soft Aegon needs some love

Like they are married and her mother comes back six years later like in the lord of ties episode and sees her pregnant with Aegon baby. And gets mad, And Alicent is like a mother to her.

Hi anon!! I hope this is what you were looking for!! Feel free to request again as I enjoyed writing this :)

aegon ii targaryen x niece! female! reader

pretty much the ask

word count: 739 words reading time: about 4 minutes warnings: n/a

Part 2 || Ending 1 || Ending 2 || Ending 3 || Ending 4 || Headcanon 1 || Headcanon 2

It had been six years since you last saw your mother, something you felt wrong for saying. As she no longer felt like your mother, after your marriage with your Uncle, Aegon, you had been rejected from your family. Your name becoming almost a bad omen within their home. Yet as you stood beside your husband and his family you could see all the hate, betrayal and disgust in your mother's and brothers's faces as their eyes move from your face to your notice bump.

The mere thought you allowed such a beast like Aegon defiles your body in such a way disgusted them. As though they had not pushed for the match in a weak attempt to keep their families together. That the child that your will birth will not be their grandchild. Instead, some bastard that held no ties to them, not even from you.

As you gaze upon the hate in their eyes, the disgust is aimed at you and your unborn child, allowing pain and betrayal to rip through your heart. Your breath quickened for a moment despite how you tried to keep your composer as Vaemond spoke of his claim to Driftmark. Yet his entire speech fell upon deaf ears as your gaze unfocused, your hand subconsciously rubbing your bump as you try to tame the thoughts in your head.

A hand grasps yours, a soft yet firm one grounding you to the present once more. Aegon had noticed your state of panic, it hurt him to see you in such a state. Thus, he silently grabbed your hand to remind you that he was here. That he was by your side no matter what difficulties may befall the pair of you. Your eyes shot to his as a shaky smile graced your features. Though no words were spoken you could feel the emotion Aegons was attempting to convey to you.

Yet such a moment was ruined as Lord Vaemond was cut down in front of you, the scene ripping you back to what was happening far too quickly for your liking. A gasp of shock left you as you flinched away from the sight, Alicent's hand pushing your back slightly along with Helena. The woman had become a mother figure to you in recent years. She was someone you would much rather call mother.

The events were quickly finished allowing you to leave with Aegon, much to your pleasure. You were unsure how much longer you could stand there under the stares of your birth mother. You did not wish to see them again during their time at King's Landing. For years, you had been thinking of seeing them again, to hug your family and share the joy of your child. Instead, you have been greeted with nothing but disgust and disappointment. Something you could not deal with in your current state.

As the doors of Aegon's chambers shut behind you, creating a barrier between you and the outside world, you finally allow your facade to fall. Tears quickly well in your eyes before they trail down your cheeks and fall to the floor. It was all too much for you the hatred, the stares. It was clear they wanted nothing to do with you and yet you yearned for the embrace of your birth mother. To feel her hand plays with your hair like when you were younger, to sit in her warm embrace by the fire. Yet such a feeling you would never be able to feel again, all because you married the man she wanted you to.

"Oh, my sweet wife." Aegon's words were soft, lacking his usually uncaring and dismissive tone. In their place there was genuine concern for your well-being, he knew what it was like to have your family hate you. The relationship he had with his father was non-existent and the one with his mother was truly a coin flip. He knew how it felt to be stared at like you amounted to nothing, that you were a disappointment. He never wanted for you to feel in such a way.

Bringing you into an embrace your head rested on his shoulder as his arms encased you. The embrace was loving and safe allowing your tears to soak his clothes without judgement. Despite all his harshness and flaws. How cruel and drunken he can be. The man could also be incredibly kind and soft.

Scraped Knees

By KyberCrystals94

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Whumptober 2023|Day 15|Prompt 15: “I don’t need you to help me, I can handle things myself.” | “I’m fine.”

Rating: G

Words: 739

Summary: Set directly after Season 1 Episode 3 “Replacements”

Omega waits until the ship falls almost entirely silent before she tries to sneak out of her new room. She practices the quiet footfalls she learned from following Hunter on Kamino, creeping down the dim hall to where she remembered Wrecker pointing out the med kit during his grand tour of the Marauder. Her knees burn where the fabric of her leggings rubs on the raw skin from where she fell following the Ordo Moon Dragon into its den.

After glancing up at the cockpit where Hunter has first watch, Omega carefully pulls the kit off the shelf and lifts the lid, setting it aside. She frowns as she stares into the messy array of medical supplies. Great. So much for being quiet, she thinks sourly. All she needs is bandages, and maybe some antibiotic ointment to prevent any infection. She begins her search, quickly finding bandages, but struggling to find the antibiotic. She is debating on how necessary the ointment is when a voice says above her, “What are you doing?”

Omega wishes she could deny the pathetic squeak of alarm that escapes her lungs before she clasps both hands over her mouth, dropping the bandages back into the chaos of the kit. Curses!

“Hunter,” she says, looking up at the Sargent. She isn’t sure if he meant to sneak up on her or not, but by the guilty look on his face, she suspects not. Omega scrambles to her feet. “Sorry. I just—sorry. Uhm…”

Hunter looks down at the med kit. “Are you hurt, kid?” he asks.

Omega’s cheeks burn with embarrassment, though she can’t decide if it’s more from being caught sneaking into the med kit or having to admit she’s hurt. Needing bandages for scraped up knees sounds so childish when compared to the injuries her brothers must’ve sustained over their lives as soldiers. “No, I’m fine. Really.”

Hunter gives her a look, and Omega can’t hold his gaze, averting her eyes to the shadows in the corner.

“Omega,” Hunter says gently but firmly, “in this squad, we do not hide injuries.”

“It’s not an injury,” Omega protests, “I just sorta scraped my knees up when I was crawling around in that cave on Ordo Moon. It’s nothing!”

“Let me be the judge of that,” Hunter says, picking up the med kit and nodding toward the cockpit.

Omega frowns, but follows Hunter, climbing into the copilot’s seat. She rolls up her leggings to expose the torn-up skin on her knees. Honestly, it looks and feels worse than it actually is, she knows; however, the expression on Hunter’s face when he kneels down in front of her to examine the damage for himself makes her eyes burn. He looks so…concerned. Over something so minor. Whenever something like this happened in the lab, Nala Se would tell Omega she was more than capable of taking care of herself.

“‘Mega,” he says softly, “You should have told us.”

Omega blinks, surprised by the nickname. She’s never had a nickname before…unless she counted being called kid…

“I didn’t want to be a bother,” Omega says. She sniffs and roughly rubs a fist over her eyes to hide the tears that come.

Hunter smiles at her, a small thing that is barely noticeable, but she sees it. “It’s never a bother to take care of our own, Omega. You don’t know how many bloodied scrapes I’ve cleaned up and bandaged over the years, for all our brothers, and they’ve done the same for me. And you’re one of us now, right?”

Omega nods. She doesn’t trust her voice to come out without wobbling.

“That means,” Hunter continues, starting to rummage through the med kit, “when you get hurt, no matter how small you think it is, you’ll let one of us know, right?”

Omega nods again.

Hunter works with practiced ease, and with a gentleness Omega hadn’t entirely expected from a soldier. When he is finished, Omega rolls her leggings back into place while Hunter puts away the med kit. When he returns, Omega smiles at him. “Thank you, Hunter.”

“Sure thing, kid,” Hunter says, ruffling her hair. “You’d better get back to bed.”

“Yes, sir!” Omega slides out of the seat. She walks back to her gunner’s mount room feeling lighter.

As she curls back up under her blankets, hugging Lula close, she decides that having brothers is even better than she imagined it would be.

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1. 2,475 notes - Apr 23 2023

The uncut cut scene from episode 4 I can't believe they cut the rest of the leg part off, that's my favorite part lol

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This is the better quality uncut cut scene from episode six, lol

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OK, SO THIS IS THE BETTER QUAILTY OF EPISODE 12 BATHROOM SCENE!!!!!

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All of this in episode 4 the boxset really be holding all THAT😳

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They are really something else 😗

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The perfect lighting...the rain...the skin on skin contact...the sweaty hair...their VOICES😫👌🏽

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Nameless Need Pt. 1 - Hero

Word count: 739

Masterlist

Pairing: Adam Sackler x OFC (Selena Allen)

Warnings: Stalking, more warnings to come

A/N: This is my first time writing Adam Sackler, or for Adam Driver at all so please be gentle with me. I have a feeling Adam will feel kinda OOC, cause I've only seen a few episodes of the girls but hopefully you all enjoy anyway!

Summary: Selena 'Lena' Allen convinces her neighbor, Adam, to pretend to be her boyfriend so that a Stalker will leave her alone. Things get a little out of hand after that.

The thump at the stairs caught Adam’s attention while he was fishing his keys out of his pocket.  The woman that lived across the hall had dropped her grocery bag and her purse when she tripped running up the stairs.  Adam put his stuff down and walked over to her, grabbed her under the arm and helped stand her up.

“Help me,” She hissed as she put an arm on the shoulder and leaned into him.

“What?” He asked.

“He’s been following me since work,”  She gasped before speaking much louder, “God, you’re my hero, baby.”  Adam took only a second before he fell into character.  He dipped her low like he was dancing with her and grabbed her grocery bag as he nuzzled her neck.

“What would you do without me,”  He said chuckled at the same volume as her.

“Lena, sweets, you dropped you…. Oh,”  Said a man who had a jar in his hand as he walked up the stairs.  He stopped short when he saw Adam.

“Charlie, I didn’t see you.  I thought you were still at the hospital,”  She giggled as she let Adam right her and moved to put the large man between her and Charlie.

“Here let me take that,”  Adam offered his hand out to Charlie.

“Oh sure,”  Charlie said suspiciously.  “She can be such a klutz sometimes.  I’m sure you are constantly picking up after her.”

“Well it’s a nice view, so I don’t mind,”  Adam said.  He turned and handed the jar to Lena with a wink.  “Hey babe, why don’t you take your stuff inside and I come give you a massage,”

“Ok, don’t take too long, or I might start without you,”  Lena said coyly, before prancing as best as she could into her apartment.

“Charlie, right,”  Adam said as he turned to look back at the man who had followed his neighbor home from her job.  “Lena, hasn’t talked about you before, sorry.”  Charlie made a face of displeasure and that pleased Adam.  Typical stalker.

“Right, yeah, I work with her at the hospital.  Ya know, Lena said she had a boyfriend but none of us believed her.  You should come by some time as proof.  I mean unless it’s not that serious,” Charlie sneered.  He was trying to get a ruse out of Adam, but that was not going work.

“Oh it’s pretty serious,”  Adam said as he moved to go toward Lena’s door.  “See ya around Charlie,”  He didn’t bother looking back over his shoulder before walking into Lena’s apartment.

“Thanks,” She huffed as Adam closed the door behind himself.  “I’m Selena, by the way.  Everyone calls me Lena at work, though.”

“Adam,”  He introduced himself to her, letting himself look at her.  She had sandy hair pulled into a high ponytail, cute but also efficient, with her bangs hanging over in front of her grey eyes.  He also noticed that she was wearing scrubs.  “Do I need to take a shower in disinfectant?”  He asked lifting his hands and gesturing at her.

“What? Oh no you’re good.”  She laughed earnestly.  “Can I make you dinner, you know, to say thanks?”   She looked frazzled.

“I don’t need anything like that, he looked like a fucking creep.”  Adam said tossing his thumb over his shoulder.

“It’s just spaghetti, the least I can do for my ‘boyfriend’,”  She put little air quotes around boyfriend.

“Does he do that often?  Follow you home?”  Adam asked.  He couldn’t say why but between the cute way you shook your bangs out of your face, and the way his blood was boiling with anger toward Charlie, he didn’t want to move away from the front door.

“Uh no, this is the first time, at least the first time I’ve seen him, near my home,”  She started pulling her groceries out of the bag that Adam had rescued for her.  “I, uh, this is stupid but would you please stay for dinner.  I don’t want to be alone, I mean I just don’t feel safe, you know?”

“Okay, but I’m gonna wash dishes.”  Adam said finally taking a step toward her little kitchen island. 

“Thanks, I need to go change, make yourself comfortable.”  She gestured to some chairs she had by the island before walking away.

“So, you’re a doctor?”  Adam asked as he fell into the chair with a bit of a sigh.  What had he gotten himself into here?

Shared Spaces

Pairing: Charlotte Flair x Reader

Prompt: 12. "That is my side of the bed and you know it."

NR

WC: 739

Charlotte dropped both of your bags by the door as the two of you shuffled slowly into the hotel room. This show had taken it out of both of you. Charlotte's title match against Sonya had been a lot more intense than anybody had expected before. They had really shown everybody why they had deserved to be on the Royal Rumble card instead of pushed back to the next week's Smackdown episode. You had been ambushed by Lacey Evans backstage because everybody else simply refused to work with her, and you were a last resort. Hopefully she wouldn't be there much longer after your angle, so it wouldn't have to happen again.

"I don't think a bed has ever looked so appealing to me in my entire life," Charlotte said as she looked at the bed in the center of the room. There had been some room assignment trading in order for you to get this room with Charlotte, but you didn't mind. The two of you almost got a double bed, but this one would do. It wasn't like you'd be sleeping in separate spaces anyways. Everything was shared when it could be, including cars. You would have liked driving, but Charlotte insisted on it because she always got the two of you there faster. Her methods were sketchy, but effective.

"You know, there were nights at NXT where I dreamed of being able to afford this for a night. Right now, it looks so fucking uncomfortable. Are you sure we couldn't have just driven the extra few hours to North Carolina? I would have been fine to drive," you told her. Charlotte shook her head as she pulled you towards the bed. She sat down and leaned her forehead against your stomach. You wrapped your arms around the back of her neck and shoulders. Charlotte had been spoiling you a lot being off from work, but still travelling with you. The rentals that the company got for the two of you were fine, but Charlotte liked either going the extra mile or using one of her own cars. She would get you the nicest hotels that she could find, so the Holiday Inn was a bit of a downgrade. This was definitely the nicest Holiday Inn you had ever been in, but it wasn't exactly 5 stars.

"This is fine, stop being a snob," Charlotte teased, as if she wasn't the reason for it. You rolled your eyes as you moved away from her to change. Charlotte had been smart and decided on wearing sweats out of the arena, unlike you. The direction of your character was somewhat linked to Charlotte's. People had seen too many sightings of the two of you together for it to just be left alone. Creative had agreed on letting Charlotte be your "mentor" despite that not being the nature of your true relationship. Charlotte had trained with you, but she hadn't really mentored you all that much. The two of you were prone to getting distracted during your in-ring training sessions.

"What the hell do you think you're doing miss?" You couldn't believe what you were seeing in front of you. Charlotte knew that you were particular about certain things and where you started laying at the beginning of the night was one of them. You would end up on top of Charlotte by the morning, but you needed to start off on your side of the bed wrapped up like a mummy under the blankets.

"I'm saving us steps because it's kind of cold in here," Charlotte replied flatly. There weren't that many blankets, so you could excuse not being able to cocoon for the night, but Charlotte was not sleeping on your side of the bed for the night.

"Absolutely not. That is my side of the bed and you know it. Scooch," you told her. Charlotte shook her head and just pulled you into the bed with her.

"And for that, I'm revoking blanket privileges for the next ten minutes. So either cuddle up or freeze." You didn't like ultimatums, but the longer you were in the main part of the hotel room, the colder you realized that it was. Reluctantly, you relaxed into Charlotte's arms and let her hold you as she started to fall asleep. She was out before the ten minutes was up, so you could just get under the blankets once she was asleep.

[ CAREFUL ]  one muse is recovering from minor injuries,  so the other takes charge and makes them stay still while they have slow,  sensual sex. (Werewolf au)

i can always count on you christel my beloved 💖 and this is so them it HURTS (also might have changed the prompt slightly whoops)

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prompt: [ CAREFUL ]

word count: 739

warnings: SEXUAL CONTENT 18+ONLY MINORS DNI (nothing too graphic, just allusions to unprotected pinv) migraine symptoms described, a crap attempt at describing whatever the hell a Comfy is

“Hey, little one, feelin’ any better?” Jake asked slowly and quietly as he entered their bedroom. 

Ronnie hummed pathetically in response. 

She woke up with a migraine that morning. Something she hadn’t dealt with since college. But this was a bad episode it seemed. Her symptoms lasting nearly the entire day despite all the usual remedies. Medication, darkness, no screen-time, candles infused with lavender and rosemary, rice-filled heating pad draped across the back of her neck and an icepack pressed to her forehead. Nothing seemed to be alleviating the ache. At least not enough for her to find the will to leave their bedroom. 

So there she was, sprawled out in the center of the bed — drowning in pillows and her Comfy. 

Jake glanced at the half-empty package of crackers and the few drained cups of water on the bedside table. Good. He was glad that she had managed to eat something. Sitting down at the edge of the bed, he removed the melted icepack from her face — revealing her sad little smile as she looked over at him. 

“Hi,” she whispered and it nearly broke his heart. 

“Oh, baby,” Jake chuckled softly as he held the side of her neck, thumb brushing along the edge of her jaw. “I was doing some reading on how to make you feel better — you can say no if you don’t want to.”

She sat up a little higher on the pillows, intrigued. “What is it?”

“A-An orgasm. Only if you want to,” he replied, a rosy blush creepy onto his cheeks. 

Ronnie softened at the sight. How was this man even real? Slick gathered in her panties at the thought, and Jake smelled it. She watched as his nostrils flared and his pupils dilated. Leaning into his touch, she pressed a soft kiss into his wrist. Her head throbbed, jolts of pain that started at her forehead and went back to the base of her skull. At this point, she would do anything to make it stop. 

“Yeah,” she finally answered, eyes falling shut as a particularly harsh wave of pain overtook her. “Please.” 

Jake shuffled around the room as he got things ready. He popped her heating pad back into the microwave — ridding her of the blanket-like sweatshirt she had been wearing all day before placing it back around her neck. He couldn’t help the groan that got caught in his throat once he pulled back the blankets. Besides the Comfy, she was only wearing a pair of panties. Her skin instantly turned to gooseflesh, arms circled around herself to keep herself warm. 

“Jake,” she whined softly, peeling her eyes open to watch him strip. 

“Sorry, little one, I’ll be there in a second.” 

Once he was completely bare, already half-hard, he blanketed himself on top of her — using his forearms to prop himself up. She sighed contentedly at the warmth of his skin. Lazily wrapping her arms around his neck, she tugged and tugged until he was basically putting his entire weight on top of her. Jake chuckled as he kissed the side of her head. She made some other little noise of appreciation as she held him that close against her. 

“This isn’t what we’re supposed to be doing,” he muttered as he tried to pull away. 

Ronnie grunted in protest. “Feels good.” 

Jake laughed again. He had to agree with her. Skin-to-skin was so important to werewolves, that connection, that reassurance. But he wanted to make her feel better than good. He wanted to make her forget about the pain. He wanted to bring her back to herself. So, he pushed back up onto his forearms despite her pout, and ground his hips into her own.

Ronnie moaned softly at the friction against her, his length slipping between her folds, nails dragging down his back as he continued moving at a slow, languid place. With a wide palm against her thigh, he guided her leg to wrap around his waist. When she started meeting his strokes, canting up her hips and breathing heavily into his ear, he smiled. 

“Want me inside, baby?”

“Mm, please.”

He slid into her slowly, savoring every inch, every gasp and mewl that left her lips. His rhythm was steady, unwavering. Dragging out the pleasure. 

“Just relax, my little Luna,” he whispered to her, kissing the crease between her brows away. “Let me take care of you — let me make you feel good.”

fanfic: post-confrontation

forgot to post a few of the Hazbin fics here, so they're gonna get metered out over the next few hours.

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply Category: Gen Fandom: Hazbin Hotel (Web Series) Relationship: Alastor & Charlie Magne | Morningstar Characters: Alastor (Hazbin Hotel), Charlie Magne | Morningstar Additional Tags: Friendship, Developing Friendships, Late Night Conversations, Post-Episode 4, nothing is blatantly discussed, but they are talking about valentino, and they are talking about angel and his contract, Not Beta Read, Can be read standalone Language: English Word Count: 739

Summary:

Neither of them speak for a few seconds, until Charlie finally asks, “What do you know about Valentino?” She glances at Alastor out of the corner of her eye as his posture goes rigid, and his ambient buzzing crackles and gets louder before he answers. “He’s disgusting,” he says plainly, each syllable unpleasantly bitten out. “Yeah,” Charlie murmurs towards the keys, once again prodding at one with one finger. “That’s one word for him.”

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[ 김규빈 ] ONE & ONLY ꒰ K.GV x F!READER

033. baby fever | smau + written (739 wrds)

IN WHICH ✶ — Rumors about Y/n pursuing a Zerobaseone member backstage at music bank start floating around the media after she and ZB1 member, Kim Gyuvin are seen talking behind in one of the episodes of ‘Eunchaes Star Diary’. Some netizens believe it and some don’t, some hated her for touching his shoulder and some didn’t care. Y/n went live to debunk the rumors, saying she wasn’t interested in a relationship at the time. The thing was, the rumors were true. She secretly was pursing Kim Gyuvin, or at least she wanted to. Ever since she first saw him backstage at M Countdown when ‘Love Killa’ team got to perform she was starstruck. She saw him at the vending machine and wished him luck in ‘Boys Planet’. She actually never had watched an episode of the survival show at all, she said it would be too painful for her, but that was the night she started to watch and most importantly, vote for Kim Gyuvin.

Gyuvin was acting a little odd and jumpy during the car ride, it was hard to miss…

When their knees would accidentally touch each other and he’d get all tense. Normally the touch of the other didn’t bother the boy but he just couldn’t stop thinking about the fact that he was minutes away from confessing to her.

“Thank you.” Y/n thanked the staff that drove them to the dorms. “Thank you, Hyung. I’ll see you soon.” Gyuvin said as he opened the door to his left, scooting out of the car, Y/n doing the same.

“I was looking at the menu in the car—and looking at how cute these are!” Y/n shoved the phone in the boys face as they stood waiting for the elevator to get to the lobby. “What should we get? I’m kind of in the mood for cookies—oo maybe brownies? I’m supposed to watch my sugar intake though…” Y/n went to scrolling on her phone, only looking up when she heard the elevator ding.

“Are you good?” Y/n asked, noticing the silence from Gyuvin. “Yeah, I’m good!” He was just nervous.

“Let’s just get whatever, no one has to know.” Gyuvin asked with a mischievous look on his face. “You’re a troublemaker.” Y/n chuckled, pressing the floor button.

“Oo, imagine we did “trouble maker” for a special stage? That’d get the fans mad.” Y/n laughed, thinking about how viral they’d go.

“Oh, Hi, Taerae-ssi!” Y/n waved to the older man as he was seen leaving the dormitory, “Oh, Hi, Y/n! I’m going to meet Junhyeon!” Taerae said as he hugged the girl. “Have fun, tell him I say hi.” The two said goodbye as they walked into the shared dorms.

“Finally, time to lay down and rest!” Y/n said as she flopped onto the couch. “Are any of the boys here? We should order something for them.”

“I know Gunwook’s home, he’s definitely sleeping. The rest are out but let’s just order extra cookies for them.” Gyuvin sat next to the girl’s legs, soon enough she rested them over his thighs. Gyuvin once again tensed up at her touch.

“Okay so, I got matcha macarons, and the mini red velvet cake—oh! and also two batches of cookies! Put what you want.” She handed Gyuvin her phone.

“Gyuvin, are you sure you’re okay? You keep tensing up, what’s wrong?” Y/n sat up, her back against the arm of the couch.

“Nothing’s wrong.” Gyuvin chuckled. “I’m not dumb, Gyu.” Y/n playfully rolled her eyes. “I can tell when something’s up.”

“Ah—It’s just.” Gyuvin tried to find excuses, he didn’t plan on confessing this early into their hangout. “Can I be real with you?” Gyuvin asked, which was a stupid question…he himself doesn’t know why he asked that.

“Of course, always.” Y/n smiled.

“I—I really like you, like a lot and recently you just make me so nervous.” Gyuvin paused here and there, letting out awkward chuckles.

Y/n giggled. “Gyuvin, you do know I've had the biggest crush on you, right? Why were you so nervous to tell me?” Y/n’s legs were now criss-, closer to Gyuvin.

“I just—MyungJae, I was so jealous of him and when I acted like that I didn’t know whether you still liked me or not.” He spoke the truth about his feelings towards the situation.

“To be honest, I thought I was just annoying you so I backed off.” She chuckled. “You never annoy me, I was just being stupid.” He boldly grabbed the girl's hand.

“I really like you a lot, and I promise you that you will never and have never annoyed me.”

“Don’t speak so soon.” Y/n teased. “So what, what are we?” Y/n asked, staring at the eyes that were staring back at her.

“Whatever you want us to be.”

“Ugh, you know I hate making decisions.” Y/n groaned. “Okay, how about—we’ll see how it goes. Clearly we’ve liked each other for a while, everyone knows there’s something…” Y/n giggled at that. “How about, no clear labels. We just enjoy it in private—well clearly our members and friends will know.”

“I’m fine with that, but if another idol tries flirting with you I’ll go crazy.” She laughed.

“Don’t worry, you’re all I think about.”

“I hope so.” Y/n pecked Gyuvin’s cheek, which was now flushed red.

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Beelzebub x Mc with CVS (Cyclical vomiting syndrome).

♥︎: platonic

Gender: gender neutral

Triggers(?) : talk about nausea, vomiting, and food.

Note: I made this because I fully believe beel and I would bond over our conditions. (This is also heavily based on my experience but I'll try to make it as inclusive as possible). I also use the pet name "peach" in this but it can be interpreted platonic or romantic

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• he found out you had CVS when you decide to just tell him one day in case anything happened and I kid you not his reaction was just,

• "oh... Alright! " and then got back to working out.

• doesn't think much of it but he's happy there's at least one person in the house that knows even a little bit of what he goes through on the daily.

• He tries to have all your trigger foods memorized so he can be sure what to get you when out and about.

• SUPER strict about having at least 2 meals a day, he won't force you to eat when everyone else is eating but he damn makes sure that you're well fed so you don't trigger any nausea episodes.

• Whenever you get vomiting episodes he's the first person to be at your side making sure you don't throw up on yourself while also making sure you're as comfortable as possible and one of the only ones to stay by your side 24/7 (besides Mammon).

• brings you any notes and or homework you missed while out being sick but it ends up being useless because he doesn't have the heart to try and make you work so you two end up cuddling for the rest of the night.

• will carry you to the nearest restaurant if your nausea starts to act up and let you eat as much as you want (it's on him).

• If you get nauseous because of anxiety he'll pry you away from whatever is causing you stress and bring you to the gym with him while you hydrate nearby or bring you to his room so you can have a bit of breathing room away from everyone else.

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A knock was heard from the door has Beel carefully walks in with an arm full of food and a small smile, he had managed to snag some food for mc and bring it back to his room without eating anything! walking quietly to the bed as to not disturb the resting person cocooned in blankets he gently set the food down on the floor before slowly sitting on the bed himself, chuckling when he heard a irritated groan.

He quietly stared at the mass for a couple of seconds before putting his hand gently on what he assumed was their side, before shaking them softly which only got him another irritated groan.

"mc" he shook them again and spoke their name quietly

"mnn.. "

"mc I got you some food" he turned around grabbing at a package of fruit before sitting up again. "Look they're cut up mc" he shook the container to prove his point.

Mc peeked their head from the blankets at the mention of fruit only to spot beel smiling at them while pushing the box into their direction.

"Come on peach, you need to eat something so you don't start feeling worse"

They let out a sigh before sitting themselves up and grabbing at the container, ripping it open to settle their stomach.

Beel smiled as he watched them munch away on the fruits, them being clearly content on the snack. "Dinner is in a couple of hours so you don't have to wait long to eat again".

At this they laughed " Beel you know I'm not you, I can survive a couple of hours before having to eat again ".

" I know.. but I'm just telling you so you know! " he ruffled their head, the sounds of protests quickly coming out of them at the gesture. "You're lucky I don't give you a noogie next time".

" no! Beel don't you dare! '' mc was quick to put distance between themselves and beel, tightly gripping on the package of fruit before giving him a lighthearted glare, which he in turn gave a cheeky grin.

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Words: 739

On episode 739! I can finally see the other half of the crew!

The last time someone stuck inside Infinity Room was 1.04.2022.

63 849 600 seconds = 1 064 160 minutes = 17 736 hours = 739 days ago was Totally legit Iskall meeting. He was the last to get stuck before Secret Fools. Here's link to Iskall's episode: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4-NBph3aUF4&list=PLQDo59MddgIc-bKlNjtK57FA8DELdBIhY&index=87

Here. I said it. I'll return once I finish real life stuff and analize survey in a much more proper way.

Podcast #856: Befriending Winter

Some people dread winter with its cold weather, long dark nights, and the downcast mood these elements often induce. But my guest would say it’s possible to befriend winter, and truly enjoy the rhythms and opportunities that are unique to this season. Micah Mortali is the founder of the Kripalu School of Mindful Outdoor Leadership and an instructor and retreat leader who uses the teaching of ancestral skills to help people develop greater mindfulness and connection with nature. Today on the show, Micah explains why we should consider winter “the night of the year” and how befriending the season involves aligning yourself with its call toward rest and reflection. We first discuss exploring the outdoor world during winter and how learning survival skills like shelter building and animal tracking can help you spend more time in nature, restore your sense of well-being, and simply feel more alive. In the second half of our conversation, we talk about how to improve your interior life during winter, both in the literal sense of making your house more cozy and in the metaphorical sense of turning inward. Micah explains why you should spend one night a week pretending you live off the grid, embrace the power of firelight, and may want to wait until March to make your New Year’s resolutions. We end our conversation with why you might want to read The Road this winter. Resources Related to the Episode * Micah’s previous appearance on the AoM podcast: Episode #739: Rewild Your Life * Rewilding: Meditations, Practices, and Skills for Awakening in Nature by Micah Mortali * AoM Podcast #157: Primitive Pursuits & Winter Survival * AoM Article: How to Make Pine Needle Tea * AoM Article: How to Track Animals — A Primer on Identifying Footprints * Tracking and the Art of Seeing by Paul Rezendes * Tom Brown’s Science and Art of Tracking by Tom Brown Jr. * AoM Podcast #566: How to Have a Hyggely Christmas and a More Memorable New Year * AoM Article: 8 Things That Can Help You Get More Hygge This Winter * “The Forgotten Medieval Habit of ‘Two Sleeps'” * “Can’t Get to Sleep? A Wilderness Weekend Can Help” (Write-up on CU sleep study) * WoodWick Candles that crackle when lit * AoM Article: Carry the Fire * The Road by Cormac McCarthy  * AoM Podcast #760: Cormac McCarthy, The Road, and Carrying the Fire Connect with Micah Mortali * Micah’s Website * Micah on IG * Micah’s Kripalu Faculty Page Listen to the Podcast! (And don’t forget to leave us a review!) Listen to the episode on a separate page. Download this episode. Subscribe to the podcast in the media player of your choice. Listen ad-free on Stitcher Premium; get a free month when you use code “manliness” at checkout. Podcast Sponsors Click here to see a full list of our podcast sponsors Transcript Coming Soon The post Podcast #856: Befriending Winter appeared first on The Art of Manliness. http://dlvr.it/SfFQZt

I posted 4,425 times in 2022

That's 4,425 more posts than 2021!

540 posts created (12%)

3,885 posts reblogged (88%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@in-a-slanted-outhouse

@forevereternally-janedoe

@sharkneto

@fiveapocalypse

@bundibird

I tagged 1,056 of my posts in 2022

#number five - 118 posts

#five hargreeves - 105 posts

#the umbrella academy - 101 posts

#tua - 83 posts

#my babygirl five hargreeves - 30 posts

#arlo's shitposts - 28 posts

#tua season 3 - 21 posts

#yes - 19 posts

#five - 19 posts

#autistic number five - 17 posts

Longest Tag: 138 characters

#the scene ends with “his it’s brutal in here as five slams his locker or the bell rings and he huffs as he has to sit history or something

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

Nobody:

Five, in every second of every episode: this is great. I'm going to get a good grade in save my siblings, something that is both normal to want and possible to achieve.

597 notes - Posted June 28, 2022

#4

Hey, umbrella academy fanfom! Don't you dare let this fandom die once the show is over, you hear me? We need to stop letting fandoms die down once the cannon content is over, we can still have fun!

628 notes - Posted September 2, 2022

#3

Did they seriously just leave five to go off on his own in the finale? Wtf is he gonna do? My guy doesn't have any money, he looks like a minor so he can't get a job or a place to live, he doesn't have his powers so he can't fight nearly as well, and they just left him to his own devices? Yeah, that certainly can't end horribly.

739 notes - Posted June 27, 2022

#2

In season 4, I really want for someone to ask five if he's ok and five starts laughing hysterically. then the person who asked just slowly backs away, terrified.

836 notes - Posted August 12, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

I love how everyone in the fandom has pretty much the exact same reaction to season 3, and that reaction is "what the actual, genuine, serious fuck"

1,886 notes - Posted June 23, 2022

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2022's Fanfic Wrap-up

Happy new year everyone!

I went back and forth on whether or not I wanted to make that post, but 2022 was a pretty good year overall (I mean writing-wise because otherwise it sucked massively) and there have been a few accomplishments I felt like sharing.

5th Year Anniversary

Five years ago, in September 2017, I posted my first AO3 fanfic (not my first fanfic overall, but we don't talk about those other ones), a little DC Comics fic called One Last Look. Make of it what you will, but those opening lines still slap and I might just steal them for something else one day.

100 Works

Two weeks ago as I write these lines, I posted my 100th work on AO3 (technically a bit more since I orphaned a couple of fics, but we don't talk about those either): Love, Loss, and Moving On, an Andromeda Six oneshot.

A Little Experiment

Back in April, I posted a fanfic on AO3 that I didn't think would interest anyone. It's a drabble (an actual 100-word drabble), written for a dead fandom (that was never really alive to begin with), and posted anonymously. I barely expected it to get a few hits, but it did garner some kudos. Not a lot, mind you, but enough to not be considered my least popular work of the year. Anyway, what I'm trying to say is: post your stuff, because even the most niche fic you'll write in your life will find an audience.

My Worst Title to Date

I've never been good with titles, but No Pain Without Pain certainly takes the cake (or rather the bread). It's a pun, but one that requires you to be somewhat bilingual (and even then it's not a good one).

2022 Achievements

Works posted: 19 (out of 100 in total).

Words posted: 43 739 (out of 197 895 in total).

First work posted: Happy With Someone Else.

Last work posted: Love, Loss, and Moving On.

Longest works: Tales From the Seleota System vol.1 with a total of 7860 words. Love, Loss, and Moving On with 3623 words if you count each chapter individually.

Shortest works: Sleeping Beauty with a total of 698 works. Tales From the Seleota System vol.1 if you count each chapter individually since it has a few 100-word drabbles.

Most popular work: Happy With Someone Else. No idea why. The only thing special about it is that I posted it on my birthday. But it's somehow managed to become my second most popular fic overall, and for that I'm grateful.

Least popular work: The Wallflower and the Party Pooper. No surprise there. Non-shippy fics never get a lot of traction. Still, I quite like it. It's about Cal meeting my Traveler before the events of the game. I don't write him a lot, so it felt like a breath of fresh air.

Most popular older work: Stay With Me Tonight [Explicit]. I'm not even going to ask why.

Best month: October, both in terms of productivity and reader engagement.

Worst month: August. I honestly almost gave up at that point.

What's in store for 2023?

Well... I don't know... I do want to post the last two chapters of Four Seasons, and I do have some Andromeda Six WIPs I want to finish, but I'm waiting for episode 7 to come out before I do since they'll likely tie into those events. But tbh, I'll probably move on to another fandom pretty soon. It's been fun, but I feel like I'm running in circles. There's so little actual content in the game that I'm feeling very uninspired and my writing highly suffers from it. I'm just writing the same stories over and over again; the characters are OOC (not that canon gives us a lot to go on but still); the only things I'd be excited to write in this fandom are AUs, and at this point, I think I'd be better off writing original fiction (which I might actually do, though it's such a daunting task and I don't know if I have the spoons for it tbh). Besides, there are quite a few pieces of media coming out this year that I'm actually looking forward to, and I just know one of them is going to become my new hyperfixation.

Anyway, sorry to end on that note. Once again, I wish you all a happy new year.