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star-mail · 7 months

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moshang stole my hamster :(

shniff shniff

part 1 part 2 [ extra: 1 & 2 ]

#art #mxtx #svsss #shang qinghua #mobei jun #moshang #the scum villain's self saving system #sqh shenanigans #noodle can and will fight god <3

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tac-the-unseen · 5 days

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Slashers getting sick

Michael Myers:

• He's pissed

• How could his body do this to him??

• kinda betrayed ngl

• will refuse medicine

• He's to strong for that 😒

• also it tastes yucky

• your probably gonna have to make him tea with honey if you want to actually help

• coax him into bed with the promise of candy afterward

• that's about all he'll let you do

Billy loomis & Stu macher:

If only stu is sick:

• he will be super clingy

• wants to eat but physically can't

• might just lay in bed crying

• you and Billy sit with him and make sure he sleeps

If only Billy is sick:

• attempts to power through it

• ends up fainting

• you and stu are great care takers

• you two have to dog pile on Billy to make him lay down

If both are sick:

• They kind balance each other out

• Billy wants to get up and move, stu wants to lay down and cuddle

• thank God you have a more than one bathroom

• you have to hide stu's medicine in drinks

• you have to call Billy a chicken to get him to take it

• Both make sad noises until they get what they want

Thomas Hewitt:

• he doesn't get sick often but when he does...oh boy

• this is Texas heat, if any Hewitt is sick you have to but them in the basement

• it's the coldest place in the house

• even then he's gonna have to take off his shirt

• wants chicken and human noodle soup

• he really wants to go up and eat with the family

• it REALLY upsets him that he can't

• please go down stairs and eat with him

Bubba Sawyer:

• tired and sad and doesn't know why

• you have to be the one to figure out he's sick

• he feels weak

• when Bubba gets sick he goes into a depression

• sad babbles as he trys to explain that he has to provide for the family

• he goes to bed when you sternly tell him to go

• you freeze a towel and give it to him

• again he's in Texas

• holding his hand and telling him he'll be better soon helps him trough it

• forehead kisses are ideal for a sick Bubba

Bo Sinclair:

• " Bo you're sick"

• " No I'm not!"

• " go to bed!"

• "No!"

• * almost vomits*

• " ......fine..."

Vincent Sinclair:

• he is one of the only normal ones

• He knows his body's limits and takes care of himself

• He's very grateful that you want to help him

• all he wants you to do is bring him food and cuddle up to him

Lester Sinclair:

• he is the definition of male sickness

• he could cut of his arm and he'll just duct tape it back on

• but as soon as he has a cold he's dying

• looks like a lowly peasant boy asking for bread

• you have to wash him, help him to the bathroom, feed him, all that jazz

• he is forever grateful that he has you

• feels bad that you have to do all that for him though

Billy Lenz:

• if he sneezes he begs you to call in sick at work to take care of him

• "you're fine Billy"

• " No no no no Y/N my tummy hurts."

• " You ate 3 crayons"

Brahms Heelshire:

• cries

• begs for his mom

• He tackles you into cuddling

• he wants grilled cheese and tomato soup

• will fight you if you try and give him medicine

• just put it in the soup and he won't know

Hannibal Lecter:

• he refuses to let you take care of him

• "you'll end up getting sick too."

• Quarantine time

• he does everything himself

• appreciates that you want to help

• lays in bed and reads books

• will give YOU medicine so YOU do t get sick

Thanks for reading <3

You can soooo tell I wrote this two years ago. (P.S. That's why there isn't anything for Will Graham or The Lost Boys.)

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idkfitememate · 4 months

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HELLO THERE!! I have been reading your various creators (WHICH IS SO ADORABLE) I have an idea that i'd like to share with you :))

Imagine Hydra!creator, basically something like Osial. THEY'RE JUST LINGERING SOMEWHERE IN THE WATERS, probably in the waters of Liyue AND THEY MET THE CRUX.

Hydra!creator peaking through the waters and looked at Beidou and Kazuha, and have a staring contest. Beidou thought its just a huge sea serpent since the creator peaked with their main head only. Once hydra!creator warmed up to both of them and the crew THEN RISE INTO THEIR FULL HEIGHT AND FORM, welp thats a pretty big hydra we have there (flashback at Osial and Beisht)

Maybe Beidou would introduce us to Ningguang at some point? I could imagine Ningguang just questioning how many hydras are there. That was what she thought because of the two previous ones that attacked the harbour, until she realized hydra!creator is just some big water noodle. A big water noodle that'll help from the water. Helping the sailors and fishermen, when theres a storm, hydra!creator will guide them to the safety of Liyue's docks.

Sorry if these seems like a lot :"))

I remember getting this ask and reading through it and going “HOLY SHIT!!! TIME TO SPEED THROUGH TO THIS ONE!!!!!”

… I’m sorry it took so long to respond my dear anon ໒꒰ྀི ∩ ⸝⸝ ∩ ꒱ྀིა-

BUT YES!!!! WE NEED MORE MYTHICAL CREATURE!CREATORS HEHEHHEHEHEHEHE

*Glances back at my nine headed phoenix OC… looks away*

ANYWAY-

Big noodle!! Big ole water noodle!!! Just a big happy fella!!!!

I actually imagine you staring at a shell shocked Kazuha because “That’s a huge bitch-“

Anyway when you rise up the ship is on one of your heads. Naturally they attack but you just whimper and shake off the attack, looking hurt. Like a puppy.

They wouldn’t know how to feel.

All of Liyue goes into panic mode because they??? just dealt????with this?????

Nigguang and everyone else (I forgot who all helped-) goes out to attack again but you don’t attack, you just stare at them????

Someone jokingly throws a fish at you and yells catch and one of your heads do and another wiggles and delight and you just looks so genuinely happy to be there they can’t be mad at that face-

There’s a storm? Not anymore, you blew it away! Tsunami? Nu uh you drank it! Godly threat? You beat the shit out of it!~

(Zhongli is honestly happy they have another godly being to protect them because, while yeah they did beat Osial but like… it was super close-)

Imagine you can do the laser beam-

“Hey Raiden Shogun what’s that light coming from Liyue?”

“I don’t know let me see-“

*Gets fucking vaporized*

Lmao Childe on his knees wanting to fight and you just gently nudging him away with one of many snouts.

POV the world is your bath tub:

This is such a cute idea I-

IT COULD NEVER BE A LOT ITS BEAUTIFUL!!!!! <3

God you guys have such great ideas ૮꒰ ˶꒦ິ꒳꒦ິ˶꒱ა♡

#asks <3 #anon <3 #Hydra!Creator

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yuna542 · 11 months

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›Bad Idea‹

Pairing: Hong Woojin × Reader

Genre: Smut, Fluff, Angst, Enemies with benefits to Lovers

Warnings: 18+, explicit Smut, under 18 DNI!, suggestive Themes, Swearing, pet names, hate sex, ANGST, fingering, bruises

Word Count: 6.1k

Note: Part 2… God I have so many ideas for Storys yet so little time to actually write them. But good news: I‘m soon on vacation, that means I‘ll have a lot time for writing. Hope you like this part. There will be big drama soon~ Much love

Summary: As Gunwoo‘s little sister he wanted you to finally meet his best friend. Unfortunately you don't get along. He gets on your nerves, you fight all the time and yet you can't stop messing with each other. One evening you get into a dangerous situation and end up bruised and bloody at his apartment. And you suddenly have to ask yourself: Why do you feel so attracted to that idiot?

Chapter 3:

The Mistake

Waiting, you stared at him when he made no move to turn around.

"Do you want me to change in front of you?" you asked accusingly, and that's when he seemed to remember his manners. With a wry grin, he ran a hand through his hair.

"Well, I wouldn't mind."

Stunned, you grabbed a pillow from the sofa and threw it at him to hide how your face flushed with redness. But he caught it and laughed derisively.

"Okay calm down! I'm going to take a shower too. Can you watch the ramen? It just needs a few more minutes."

Then he disappeared into the bathroom as well, and you heard the water being turned on.

After slipping into his clothes, which were of course too big for you, you had to admit that they didn't look as bad as you thought.

But you definitely wouldn't tell him that.

You continued to prepare the ramen, filling it into two bowls that you placed on the living room table, and just as you were tasting it, Woojin came out of the bathroom.

You nearly choked on a noodle at the unannounced sight of his wet adonis-like torso. He had a towel wrapped around his hips, surrounded by refreshing steam and you were sure it only took a gust of wind to loosen it. The mere thought made your whole head glow and you tried not to let on how hot you thought his entire appearance was. It was wrong to think such things and you were disgusted by your own mind. It was Woojin after all. A dickhead and an idiot with no manners or empathy.

He rubbed his hair dry with a towel and as he did so, his biceps stood out and his abs tightened. You felt reminded of history class because he looked like one of those ancient statues carved out of marble depicting naked bodies of the gods.

The bruises and red marks all over his ribs and stomach already looked nasty, and you scrunched your nose as he came closer.

"Does it hurt a lot?" you asked, pointing to one of the biggest bruises that was just below his chest.

He looked down at himself, threw away the towel in his hand, and shook his head. Casually, he dropped down on the sofa next to you and grabbed one of the bowls and chopsticks.

"It's no big deal," he dismissed it, lying.

In fact, every breath hurt like hell and he feared that a rib or two had been broken, but he would never have admitted that in his life. Not in front of you. You stared at him in disbelief for a while and before you could stretch out your finger, he caught your hand and looked at you with a warning tone:

„Don’t you dare!“, he said and you snorted amused. So you had your answer that he was just playing the hero. But you left it at that, because his tight grip on your hand was already messing up your insides again. With one last warning look, he let go of your hand and tried to look unbothered.

As you continued to eye him concerned, he shook his head like a wet dog, and when you nudged him in annoyance at the drops of water hitting you, he just grinned broadly.

"Bon appétit!" he said enthusiastically, and so you ate in silence.

The fact that he was wearing only a towel played with your mind and you tried not to stare at his body all the time, although that was getting increasingly difficult.

It wasn't long before your bowls were empty.

Woojin took them to the kitchen and when he returned, you nibbled your lower lip uneasily. He looked at you unobtrusively.

It was strange to see you sitting cross-legged, in his clothes on his couch and despite everything you looked like a princess. A sight he never imagined to see.

"Ah shit," you cursed and groaned in pain as you put too much strain on your hand.

Silently, he sat down next to you again and grabbed your hand as if it was natural. He turned it and looked at your scraped knuckles in the light. With a furrowed brow, you watched as he palpated your wrist and pulled your hand away with a hiss as a sharp pain shot through your arm.

"Ouch! Be careful, dickhead! What are you doing?" you whimpered, and he glared at you again.

"Stop bitching around! I'm trying to help so Gunwoo doesn't rip my head off. Luckily you just bruised it because you snapped your wrist when you punched him."

Questioningly, you looked at his hands, which he demonstratively clenched into fists.

"You see that? Your wrist must always be tense when you punch, otherwise you can break your hand," he explained and you made a fist as well.

"Like this?" you asked curiously, holding it out to him.

Carefully he enclosed it with his strong fingers and straightened your wrist. His skin was warm on yours and you resisted the urge to grab his hand at the last moment.

"Almost. That's it. You have to keep it straight and tense as you punches," he said, smiling delightedly. It was clear how much fun he was having teaching you some of his passion.

You caught yourself smiling pleasantly as well, as you watched the enthusiastic gleam in his eyes while he spoke. He continued to hold your hand and that's when your eyes met.

As you gazed at each other in silence, the air became electrically charged and something in your stomach fluttered uneasily.

"Do you want me to take a look at that? That looks pretty bad," he said then, pointing to the wound on your eyebrow.

Before you could even answer, he already fetched a first aid kit, which he probably needed often, and spread it out in front of you.

"Can you put some clothes on first?" you asked before he could come closer, fearing you would lose your mind if he touched you like that too. You waved your hand in front of his chest, while you tried to avoid eye contact:

„That is irritating...“

He himself seemed to have completely forgotten that he was half naked and took a pair of boxershorts from the pile of clothes and slipped into them without further ado.

„Oh really? I thought you could handle a real man“, he provoked and was obviously proud of his stupid saying. You just crossed your arms and looked up to him with raised eyebrows.

„I could if there was one here.“

Offended, he mumbled something unintelligible, which certainly was an insult and rummaged in the pile of clothes. Then he put on a black shirt with the typical 'Metallica' lettering printed on it, before he sat down in front of you again and leaned your head on the chin to the side to have a better view of the cut on your eyebrow.

With skillful moves, he prepared disinfection, a wound ointment and a plaster. It was obvious that he was skilled at this. You already knew the procedure from Gunwoo as well.

You had treated him and his best friend countless times when they came home after training or a fight. Not only boxers knew quickly about such things, but also their environment.

"Now that hurts a little bit. I'm counting to three. One..."

And already he pressed the swab with the disinfectant on the spot and you squeaked loudly in pain. It was obviously the revenge for your mean comment.

Angrily, you punched him in the shoulder. This time your wrist was tense, yet it seemed to have no effect on him.

"What the hell! You said on the count of three!" you snapped at him, squinting your eyes as your entire head seemed to be on fire. God you hated him so much.

"It must come unexpectedly. It’s better," he replied, clearly amused, and dabbed the ointment on your wound with such gentleness as you were not used to from him.

Expertly, he stuck a plaster above your eyebrow and looked at his work with satisfaction.

"Voilà!" he presented it with both hands and smiled.

"Now it's your turn!" you said then and he nodded curtly.

"Okay. But please don't make it worse than it is," he replied teasingly and you gave him an annoyed look. As you set to work dabbing the wounds, you asked in passing:

"Why did you help me?"

"You're my best friend's sister. So you're my responsibility, too."

Your eyes met for a moment and there was that crackling energy again, making your skin tingle. Quickly you averted your eyes and pressed the swab with disinfectant on his wound to stop whatever was happening. It was almost panic as you avoided his gaze. He twitched slightly, but didn't make a sound.

"I mean how did you find me?"

The question had been burning on your tongue ever since he had suddenly appeared and beaten the assholes to a mush.

"I stayed at the party to keep an eye on you. Then when you left, I followed you."

Briefly, you paused and looked at him suspiciously.

"That's kind of creepy..."

He leaned against the back of the sofa with one arm and tilted his head a little.

"Oh well, you're lucky I was there."

He was right about that. Without him, something really bad would have happened. You didn't even want to imagine how it would have turned out if he hadn't shown up like a knight in shining armour.

But then something occurred to you.

"You've been watching me? The whole time?" you asked, thinking about your little makeout session with the guy. Had he seen all of that?

"It wasn't my idea... Gunwoo wanted me to watch you."

That made more sense. Your brother had told him to do it. Woojin probably didn't care at all what happened to you. You breathed a sigh of relief when he didn't bring up making out. He probably hadn't even noticed.

You nodded slowly and began spreading the cream on his wounds.

"Thanks anyway."

He watched as your eyes wandered intently over his face, trying to get every detail. How your eyebrows lifted slightly when you spoke or how you nibbled on your lower lip when you were thinking or concentrating.

Your slender fingers felt comfortable against his skin and he secretly wished you would never stop touching him.

"There is one thing that does interest me..."

"Huh?"

"Why did you just leave the poor guy? Was he that bad?" he asked, and immediately your heart flipped over and heat shot into your cheeks. Embarrassed, you cleared your throat and tried to avoid his gaze.

So he had seen it after all and couldn't just let it go.

And the worst part was that he clearly enjoyed the way shame turned your cheeks red and you uncomfortably brushed a strand of hair behind your ear.

"No... he... I was... that's not the..."

You cursed yourself for only stammering coming out of your mouth, but Woojin had caught you off guard. Why were you so uncomfortable talking to him about it, and why didn't he stop looking at you so piercingly? Under no circumstances would you have told him the truth. That you had been thinking about him while someone else was all over you. You hated the fact yourself and still blamed it on the alcohol.

The corners of his mouth twitched knowingly and only now did you notice how close his lips hovered in front of yours. You had been so focused on treating his wound that you hadn't noticed how close your faces were in front of each other.

If you wanted to, you just had to lean forward a little and you could touch his lips with yours.

"So?" he asked teasingly, his voice getting a lot deeper.

His shimmering eyes made you all jittery and when he put his hand on your hip, your breathing only faltered.

"He just wasn't my type," you tried to end the subject, spreading the last of the ointment on his cheek.

"What's your type?" he continued to ask, and you hated his handsome face, prominent jawline and those engaging eyes for making you a flustered mess.

"Why do you want to know?" you mumbled, putting the ointment down and freezing as he lifted your chin with his index finger so you had to look him in the eye.

"Just out of curiosity."

Was he flirting with you? No he couldn't be. He was just messing with you and would laugh at you at any moment for taking it from him. After all, he didn't even like you and you didn't like him, so what was all this about?

"I can tell you what's not my type..."

"I'm listening."

His eyes were luminous in the dim light of his apartment. Your voice was low, but soft as velvet.

"Guys who are cheeky and ruthless. Act stupid all the time. Who don't know when to shut up. Who prefer to solve their problems with their fists rather than their mind. And think with their dick rather than their brain."

"Then I'm your walking nightmare."

You snorted in amusement and there your noses brushed against each other. The brief contact was enough to make everything go crazy in your head.

"And you? What kind of girls are you into?" you asked, just to say something.

Maybe to stop what was about to happen. He put his hand gently against your cheek and you could feel his warm breath brush against your lips as he spoke. You were both fighting an internal battle, wanting to break away from each other and put as much distance between you as necessary. However, your bodies did not obey.

"Until now, I thought I knew."

The rasp in his voice gave you goosebumps. Everything in you screamed to flee, to push him away and never speak a word to him again. But the heat rushed in your ears and your body no longer listened to you.

"What do you mea..." you were interrupted when his lips collided with yours and he pulled you stormily closer.

The defiant voice in your head grew quieter and the kiss was chaotic, emotional. Just as you knew Woojin and sensual at the same time.

His tongue slid over your lower lip and as soon as you opened your lips a little, your tongues fought for dominance. His hands slid to your hips, reaching for you, and you buried your fingers in the fabric of his shirt at his chest. Soon the whole thing was just a mess of tongues, teeth, groping and greedy touches.

All the tension between you, the anger and adrenaline of tonight unloaded between you and he tasted so addictive you never wanted to taste anything else. You didn't know if it was minutes, maybe hours, when you broke away from each other, panting.

Only then did you remember what was actually happening.

"What the... How," you stammered and ran your hands through your hair, overwhelmed. You couldn't bear to look each other in the eye for even a second, afraid of what else you would conjure up.

"I'm sorry. That was stupid," he muttered, and then you dared to look at him again. His lips lured seductively.

It all didn't matter now anyway, did it?

"Yes. It was."

He took a rasping breath as you grabbed a handful of his t-shirt and roughly pulled him closer again.

"Do it again!" you murmured, and he didn't need to be told twice. Relieved, his hands flew to your hips and your lips crashed together again. He pulled you onto his lap and you buried your fingers in his hair as you licked incessantly into each other's mouths.

The kiss was heated and more passionate than anything you had ever experienced. Like a fire it burned everything to ashes and his hands explored your body everywhere the fabric revealed a strip of skin.

"Shit you taste like candy," he murmured between kisses to your lips, spreading them along your jawline. A sigh escaped you as he grazed the sensitive spot behind your ear and you unconsciously rolled your hips against him.

He turned you on in a way that made your heart pound and your head spin. Briefly he paused and looked at the strangulation marks on your neck left by the gorilla.

Carefully he stroked the reddened areas and you thought you felt relief only from his touch.

Then he gently brushed his lips over them, caressing your skin as if he could heal it like that, and you laid your head back with your eyes closed while he worked his magic all over your neck. It was unreal how he melted your whole body just with that.

He ran his hands under your shirt and stroked your belly, your sides, up to your back. Gradually you couldn't stand it anymore. Your core pulsed excitedly and you wanted everything from him at once.

"Stop teasing!" you gasped as he sank his teeth into your neck. He lifted his gaze and looked like a puppy with those shiny eyes and excited smile.

"I can't help it. You're too cute, the way you're so desperately grinding on me."

Startled, you only now noticed how you rolled your hips against his middle. Your body had taken on a life of its own, desperately trying to create more friction to soothe the immense desire in your lower belly.

"Are you blushing?" he teased, squeezing your hips.

"Are you shy after all?"

Annoyed by his jokes and arrogance, you unceremoniously pulled your shirt over your head and tossed it aside. You could play this game, too. He should realize that he wasn't in control.

Surprised, he raised his eyebrows and his gaze was immediately glued to your naked body. He stared at your perfect breasts that he had imagined so many times when you came rushing into Gunwoo's room in those short pajama shirts that were way too small for you to yell at them to turn down the music.

"Fuck... Your tits are really perfect," escaped him and he immediately grabbed your breasts with both hands, cupped them and groped them while he spread kisses on your collarbone again.

"Do you think about my tits often?" you asked provocatively, gasping as soon as he sucked your skin and kneaded the soft flesh of your tits in his hands. The heat flowed together in a river between your legs and you could feel his hardened length through the fabric of his boxers.

"No wonder when you dress so slutty...you always run around in those short clothes at home when I'm there," he shot back less eloquent, completely distracted by your curves and soft skin. Soon his mouth closed around your nipple and he also worked your soft skin on your breasts as if he couldn't get enough.

You pushed him back roughly on his chest until he hit the back of the sofa and looked up at you with a mischievous expression on his face.

"You're insulting me while you're groping me all desperate?" you asked incredulously, taking advantage of the moment to take a breath.

"I thought you couldn't stand me?"

He pressed your hips harder against his in response, so that his hard dick pressed right up against your needy cunt. It was a little scary how big he felt through the fabric.

"I can't stand you. But I still think you're hot. Stop with the sass mouth. I know you want me!" he replied sharply and you laughed in amusement.

"You have a really overrated self-esteem."

Nevertheless, with greedy fingers you finally ripped his shirt off his body and stroked his bruises with care. His abs felt hard under your fingers and you sucked in a sharp breath as he began to rub your hips against his hard length.

"Do you trust me?" he asked, placing kisses all over your chest, nibbling on your neck. You threw your head back, growing,

"Fuck, If i didn't I wouldn't be half-naked on you."

Satisfied, he grabbed your ass and stood up with you as if you weighed no more than a feather. You held onto his neck and so he carried you to his room.

Red LED lights bathed the small room in an spicy atmosphere and in the corner of the room was a bed on which he placed you. He stepped between your legs and climbed over you until he was looking down on you.

He enjoyed the sight of your exposed body beneath him and before he could gape any further, you pulled him down to you and kissed him again.

At the same time he helped you get rid of the sweatpants and couldn’t stop touching your skin everywhere. You could feel his dick pressed against your thigh through his underwear, and your cunt tingled excitedly as his hands traveled agonizingly slowly down your belly.

"You want me to touch you, don't you?" he whispered in your ear, his fingers playing across the surface of your underwear and making you very, very aware of how wet they were.

"You are so arrogant. It's disgusting you know?" you said with a razor sharp tone that made his eyebrows twitch. It was the typical expression you always saw when you got on his nerves and managed to make him angry.

You tried not to look particularly impressed as he brushed his hand over your inner thigh, and yet as soon as he stroked your covered middle, you exhaled loudly.

"Uhh... Do you think you can resist much longer? Just admit you want me," he purred and god he had no idea how much you wanted to tear the last shred of fabric from his trained body, so that he would fuck you senseless. But instead you stubbornly withstood his gaze and let your fingers wander in circles over his chest.

"Do you really think you can satisfy me? You seem to have quite a bit to compensate for.... ah"

A short cry, more like a surprised moan escaped you as he slipped his hand unannounced into your panties and sank two fingers inside you.

Smugly, he began pumping them into your wet cunt while your mouth was open and you clung tensely to his upper arm, which he used to support himself next to your head. He looked down at you with a dangerous grin, like a predator eyeing its prey, and you could no longer hide what his touches were doing to you.

His thumb began to massage your clit at the same time and the heat in your lower abdomen clenched into a coil of pure fire. Whatever he did with his fingers made you drift off completely into the fog of ecstasy and the sinful moan he tore from you was like a reward for him.

"That sounds so much better... If I had known your moans sounded so pretty, I would have shut you up by doing this much sooner."

His words made the anger rise in you again. Why could you absolutely dislike each other, and yet it was the hottest thing you had ever experienced?

He sped up the motions of his fingers and the room was filled with the wet sounds and your moans as he memorized every expression on your face. You were beautiful the way you looked at him out of those angry big eyes, but couldn't hide the way your high rolled relentlessly closer.

"Don't you dare stop!" you gasped breathlessly, and he just laughed softly as your fingernails dug into his arm and he felt your cunt clench around his fingers.

"Don't worry. I want to see your face when you come around my fingers," he breathed against your ear and sucked on your neck, working his way back down and wrapping his lips around your nipple. He bit into it lightly while you were already starting to see stars.

His long fingers and mouth on your heated skin was enough to drive you over the top.

Trembling, you buried your hands in his hair and tugged on his strands overwhelmed as the world around you faded into white while you moaned his name as you came.

He savored your high to the last second and then he pulled his fingers out of your panties. While your chest rose and fell frantically and you tried to get back in touch with reality, he slipped his fingers into his mouth and licked your juices off of them.

Then he leaned down to you again and kissed you. With the kiss you slowly drifted back to reality. He had given you the best orgasm of your life only with his fingers. You could only imagine what it would be like to feel his dick.

The kiss was messy and hurried, tongues exploring every corner they could find and gradually swayed into sensuality. He grinded his hard dick against your inner thigh and you could clearly feel how impatient he was getting.

You felt how you became addicted to more, which is why you ran your fingers down his stomach. Even though you saw him half naked every day at training, it was something else to feel his muscles. Firm and seductive pressed against your soft body.

Almost playfully, you let your fingers wander over his waistband of boxers, sliding them in a bit as he greedily licked into your mouth and kneaded your breast with one hand.

He exhaled rattling as you rubbed your covered pussy right against his dick and he felt the soaked fabric even through his underwear. Your body was like a drug he would probably never get off of again.

His dick was so hard it was already painful and you smiled as he broke the kiss, breathlessly almost begging:

"Can I fuck you?"

"Just shut the fuck up and do it already!" you replied and it was as if you had given the starting signal for a boxing match. He tore off his underwear and got rid of your panties in record speed.

When his cock jumped free and bounced heavily against his belly, you couldn't suppress a surprised gasp.

He was indeed big... Very big.

When he noticed your gaze, he smiled with satisfaction and lined himself up with you.

"Still think I need to compensate for something?" he asked mockingly and you could feel his tip already at your entrance.

"Do you want to talk or fuck me?" you shot back as your cunt was already pulsing impatiently and you wanted to finally feel him. Even if it would hurt.

"You're so incredibly annoying..." he grumbled, and held your hips in place, so that you couldn't move back from his massive cock. Before you could retort anything snarky, he pushed in one unbroken movement inside of you and your entire body came alive with electric pleasure that has you gasping as he held you there, with his hands firmly on your hips to stop you from wiggling away. As he draws back and pushes back in so hard your vision splits with stars and heat explodes beneath your skin.

It hurt as he stretched you out and you could only see through the tears how much he enjoyed your fucked out face as he proved to you that he wasn't just talking stupid. You clawed at his back and your gasps quickly turned to pornographic moans. The pain was flooded and washed away by the arousal the more he stretched you out.

His thrusts hit something inside of you that made you soon choke on your moans, because you were still so tangled up from his fingers teasing you that you were close again already, and you knew exactly that he's never going to let you live this down.

Woojin was a professional athlete, you knew that. But now you realised behind closed doors, under the sheets, he was an olypian.

He set a fast pace, hitting your sweet spot with every thrust, deeper inside of you every time. The world around you blurred in arousal and you wrapped your legs around his hips as he seemed to hit deeper with every thrust. His bed squeaked dangerously and banged loudly against the wall. Woojin's neighbors would probably barely be able to sleep a second, but you couldn't care less.

"You feel incredible," he gasped, intercepting your whimpers with intense kisses, and you felt yourself falling apart at any moment. When he perceived that your body was tensing, he intertwined his fingers with yours and pressed your hand into the mattress beside your head.

"Woojin... fuck... I'm gonna..."

You didn't remember how to form words or put them in proper order, but he understood you even without words. He read your reactions and your body like a book.

"It's okay, dollface! Come around my cock!"

At that moment, something exploded in your head and your orgasm gripped you with such force that you moaned his name loudly and your walls almost crushed him. It was like your body was burning and your brain was turning to mush. If you died now, you would be beyond pissed because you were with Woojin, but at least you had the best sex of your whole life.

"Fuck... oh fuck," he moaned, and a low growl escaped him as he too was on the verge.

"Come inside me! I'm on the pill!" you gasped and he moaned at your words.

„Shit... You're naughty."

He only thrusted into you hard one more time until he too came and shot his load deep inside you. After a few sloppy thrusts, he collapsed on top of you breathing heavily and buried his face in the crook of your neck.

So you slowly calmed down, listening to each other's heartbeat, and you stroked him dizzy over the back. It took quite a while for both of you to gradually drift back out of the thick fog of fuzzy state.

Neither dared to say a word for fear of what would happen. Silently you traced the lines of his marine tattoo and he grumbled comfortably, making your body vibrate.

"What did we do...", you whispered after a while and that's when he lifted his head, took another deep breath of your scent to store it in his mind and then rolled off you onto his back.

Suddenly everything was like before, only the heavy smell of sex in the air was new. You swallow at the awkward aftermath because you didn't think this far. You never even thought this was a possibility in any universe.

You both stared at the ceiling, trying to understand what had just happened. You pulled the blanket around your body and rolled onto your side, with your back to him.

What was that fluttering in your stomach? Why couldn't you bear to look at him?

Restlessly, you nibbled on your bottom lip and closed your eyes. Hopefully you would just wake up in your bed and all this had never happened. It would just be a dream, that you could be ashamed of, but nobody would ever know about it. Especially Woojin would never know. You had a feeling that everything he did would now somehow remind you of sex with him.

"Still hate me?" he asked into the silence and you replied:

"Definitely"

"Just as much?"

"Maybe a little less"

You raised your eyebrows in surprise when he actually laughed. You stared at the opposite wall until the corners of your mouth went up as well and you giggled too. The whole situation was too surreal to be true.

First your mortal enemy saved you from thugs and then fucked you senseless.

That's when you turned around and looked at him. He ran his hand through his thick curls and when your eyes met, you grinned like idiots. Never in your life had you expected this situation.

He also rolled onto his side until your faces hovered close to each other.

"That was a mistake," you mumbled after a while and he nodded.

"Yes... Gunwoo must never know about this."

For the first time, you fully agreed with him, and the mere thought of your brother getting to know even a glint of it gave you goosebumps. Still, you couldn't stop looking dreamily at the other and admiring each other's features. Were his cheekbones always this sharp?

"Then let's not regret it until tomorrow..." he then murmured and that was okay with you. Silently you nodded and that's when he reached out and pulled you closer by your hips under the covers.

You snuggled against his chest and he put his big arms around your body, squeezing your ass teasingly.

Just for tonight.

That's what you kept saying to each other in your mind. It was just for tonight and tomorrow all this had never happened.

After all, the whole thing had nothing to mean.

So it was okay when your lips lay on each other again and your hands wandered over each other's bodies. Just for tonight. You delayed the morning as long as possible, until you fell asleep snuggled close to him, relaxed and secure.

And with a smile on your lips.

The next morning, when Woojin woke up, you were gone. So were your things, and he looked in his closet for safety. Only when he saw that his clothes were indeed missing, he believed that he had not imagined the whole thing.

While eating breakfast, he glanced at his phone and spotted a message from you:

"If you tell anyone about this, you're dead."

Despite the threat, he smiled slightly and looked at the sofa where the first aid kit still lay.

You had disappeared in the early morning. It would be too strange to look him in the eyes in the morning. You didn't know what you would say and you would have liked to leave the country, never to see him again.

The worst thing was that you just couldn't stop thinking about last night. On the bus you unconsciously smelled his shirt you were wearing again and you would have loved to punch yourself.

Quietly, you unlocked your front door and were about to sneak into your room, but Gunwoo was already awake and packing his training bag. When he heard the door, he turned to you and froze when he saw the wound on your temple.

Then his gaze traveled down your body and only when he had silently looked at your torn dress in your hands as well, did he ask:

"What happened?"

You couldn't say anything. You just stood there and suddenly everything fell away from you. The attack, the beating, the feeling of the gorilla's hand around your neck, and finally the bruises in your palms from the rope.

It all came back with such force that you trembled and tears welled up in your eyes.

Immediately, your brother came up to you worriedly and wrapped you in his arms. You let everything you held in your hands fall and buried your face against his chest, while your body was shaken by heartbreaking sobs. The hopelessness and fear you had felt reverberated within you, but Gunwoo's smell and warmth softened the helpless feeling.

He was the only one you could admit your weaknesses to, and your heart instantly lightened as he stroked your hair and just held you close.

"It's all right. I'm here," he murmured reassuringly and as soon as you caught your breath, you sat down at the kitchen table where his boxing gloves were.

Then you told him everything. Well, almost everything.

You left out the thing about Woojin and the sex. After all, that had never happened.

Gunwoo's face darkened with every word and his knuckles stood out white, so tightly did he clench his hands into fists. After you finished, you restlessly played with one of his bandages lying on the table.

"Are you mad?" you asked quietly, and that was the first time he really looked at you.

"God no! I'm just glad you're okay. I should have taken better care of you..."

He blamed himself. You quickly shook your head and reached for his hand across the table.

"No it wasn't your fault. Besides, Woojin was there to save me after all."

He nodded, but his jaw twitched tensely. Then he stood up and hugged you so tightly that you could barely breathe. But that was okay.

As he continued packing his things, you took your first real look around the kitchen. The cabinet under the sink was open and there were pipes and towels everywhere.

"What happened here?"

Gunwoo zipped up his bag and slipped into his jacket to leave for training.

"A pipe broke... I've already called a plumber and Mom really wanted to fix it herself. Could you help out at the café today?"

"Sure. Then I'll bring you pastries to training this afternoon."

Gunwoo's eyes sparkled with delight and he nodded vehemently.

"That sounds good. I'll see you later then."

He pressed a kiss to the top of your head and you tousled his hair in revenge before he disappeared through the door.

Shortly after, you fell back into bed and slept for another hour before heading to the café.

-> [3]

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Taglist (open):

@marked-unknown @littlebaby-bunbun @officialshania @choisoorin @fanaticnae @lola2004sworld @penny44224 @artisticbirb @amnmich @tasteskz-sworld

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20-th-centurygirl · 5 months

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sfw alphabet

levi colwill x reader

a/n: you can find the nsfw version here <3

masterlist navigation

𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧

A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

so so affectionate! he's always so touchy with you like he cannot keep his hands off you and not in a sexual way he just needs to have some sort of contact with you

B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)

feel like he'd be such a flirty best friend. always being touchy and making little comments (you're 100% always snogging at the end of a night out together) and there's always a lil tension but neither of you ever actually want to confess ofc you both eventually do and that's the whole reason you got together in the first place 🤭

C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

loves them!! spending loads of time together is rare so whenever he has the chance he's just latching onto you like a koala and refusing to let go

D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

in my head levi is an absolutely awful cook but he secretly teaches himself to cook so he can eventually cook you your favourite food on your birthday and have a whole 5 course candle lit dinner at home 🥹

he seems super tidy too like he won't ever leave mess because he just doesn't like it.

E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

depends on the reason why you're breaking up but i think he'd try to be as civil and respectful about it as he could

F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)

he isn't really in a big rush to get married or engaged to you because he knows you're not going anywhere so he doesn't see the need to rush

G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

so so gentle with you he literally treats you like royalty. you are his angel and he will always make sure you know that.

emotionally he's the same. he's always so mindful that you don't like arguing and that you'd rather talk about your feelings and communicate instead of having a big fight.

H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)

his favourite hugs are hugs from behind ! he loves coming up behind you and just wrapping his arms so tightly around you and nuzzling his face into your neck, pressing little kisses all over you.

and he adores it when you do the same to him ! like you come up behind him while he's cooking (can manage a pot noodle and tbags about it bless him) while he's in just joggers and he melts when you wrap your arms around him and press kisses to his bare back. and he loves that you're so much shorter than him 🤭

I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)

you had to say it first. he knew he was hopelessly in love with you really early into your relationship but he was super nervous about lovebombing you so he stayed quiet. but oh my god his reaction when you told him you loved him!! no win or trophy could ever compare to you loving him!

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)

i think it's very rare he does actually get jealous. he's just so so confident in your relationship and he knows full well (because he's seen it before) that you'll tell someone that's flirting with you that you're not interested because you have a boyfriend.

but when he does!! he needs a very good reason to and he will literally march over, slide his hand round your throat and pull you in for the most dizzying kiss before pulling away, smiling and whoever is trying it on with you and walking off

K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

kissing you is his favourite thing in the world !

L = Little ones (How are they around children?)

so so cute. he wants a baby with you in the future so he's always trying to show off to you about how good he is around kiss.

like you're babysitting your niece and he's just being the best around her and going all "maybe we should have one?"

M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)

he's normally off to training super early so lazy sundays are literally his favourite days ever. just waking up late and smothering your face with kisses to wake you up (and ofc that leads to the softest slowest sex ever) then just making breakfast before going out on a little walk and coming home to watch movies and nap on the sofa !!

N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)

nights are when you get to spend the most time together so you both take advantage of that. cooking dinner together and cleaning up together before showering together. then you're forcing levi to do a whole skincare routine (that he secretly adores) and cuddling in bed!

O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

in my head he opened up to you completely after a really bad game. like you'd been together for a few months so he was still keeping himself super closed off. but he had a really bad game (maybe even had a little injury) and all you did was smile and ask him if he was okay and he just broke down about how tired he was. it's that first time he was ever completely vulnerable around you and he knew you were the perfect person for him the way that you reacted.

then i think after that and just further into you're relationship he's really good at communicating and it's rare that you have an argument.

P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)

his patience on and off the pitch are so so different. when he's with you he is literally so so calm. you're literally perfection in levi's eyes and there's nothing you could do to change that.

but when he does get angry he tries his best not to take it out on you, and if he does he'll leave you for a little bit to calm himself down before wrapping himself around you and mumbling little sorrys in between kisses

Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

he remembers absolutely everything about you idc. literally every little detail about you.

R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

anytime you go to his games he gets so giddy. the first time you went he was so so happy and was the biggest show off ever

S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)

so so protective! you're his girl and no one is ever allowed to hurt you!

he adores your protective streak and he can't help but get so giddy when he sees how angry you get at fans for criticising him.

T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

always always goes above and beyond. honestly he will always make sure you have the best because you're his girl and that's exactly what you deserve!!

dates and anniversaries are literally perfect because he can read you like a book and he knows the way to your heart!

U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)

i feel like he always puts your needs above his? he could have had the worst game of his life and be so so miserable but he refuses to actually put those needs above yours? he's good at communicating when it comes to things that bother him but he is awful at communicating his feelings.

V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)

he always makes sure he looks his best for you!

W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)

absolutely. you are literally his whole world.

X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)

he loves wearing matching outfits ! they're super subtle but you're always matching

Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)

i don't think he'd be interested in someone that's super vain? he'd rather date someone that's super down to earth and knows that there's way more to life than money and looks.

Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habits of theirs?)

he loves naps! always dragging you to the sofa under a huge pile of blankets so you can have a nap together

#levi colwill #levi colwill x reader #levi colwill imagine #football imagine #footballer x reader #footballer imagine

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fansids · 8 days

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Shadow of the King Au Art Dump

Since I very rarely get past the sketching phase any presentable art is rare, but I managed to find some for ya'll

Warning for some old ass art:

1. The Stalwart Generals

I spent an ungodly amount of time figuring out the designs, dynamics, and personalities of all of these monkies so I'll be damned if I don't show them first.

The Generals take care of anything SWK is unable to. They are in charge of FFM when he's not present.

Marshal Ma - While technically all the generals are the same rank, Marshal Ma is considered SWK's unofficial second in command. She's calm in every crisis with a very low bs tolerance and is 75% of the reason why the island doesn't fall to chaos every time SWK leaves. She's highly respected by all the inhabitants and can and will break your spine Bane style if the situation calls for it.

Marshal Liu - Mean bisexual. Marshal Ma's sister and the bane of her existence. On duty she takes her role very seriously. Off duty she likes to keep Ma on her toes with her dumbassery. She's easy going, hates clothes, and loves to fight. She has a slightly concerning amount of knives on her person at all times. She is big gay for General Beng.

General Beng - Meaner lesbian. A siamang and the largest and tallest of the generals. She enjoys dressing up, tea (both kinds), and a good party. She has a very short fuse. While her size and strength alone would generally deter anyone from testing her temper, there are always idiots. She can fight, but she knows her Liu would enjoy it more.

General Ba - The youngest of the generals. While she's not shy, she is very quiet. She does not waste her words. But, when she speaks, the others will stop whatever they're doing to listen. She likes to spend her free time in the libraries. Get her in the right mood and she'll argue with you for hours about the most random subjects.

2. Macaque face evolution

Was trying to get a feel for Macaque's face and how it changes throughout the au. Top right is the youngest, bottom right is the oldest. Bro gets all sorts of messed up from the whole died and resurrection thing and very much looks wrong afterwards.

3. New fit

Macaque and SWK have the whole cape thing going on, I figured SWK gave Mac one of his own when he was still training under him. I like to think it holds a lot of sentimental value to him since he still wears it in present day but he would rather get his head smashed in again than admit it.

4. I'm sure this won't come back to bite anyone later

Eeesh. Imagine spending your whole life training to receive and keep the Sun Wukong's attention only for him to casually give it to some random human boy thousands of years later. I mean, Macaque did betray him and everything, but it's the principle.

5. The Tongbi Gibbon Concepts

One of the four world-wrecking/celestial monkies. My brain was very focused on the whole pulling celestial bodies out of the sky part of her abilities that I made her based around that line.

Don't know if this fit is still canon as she and the Horse Monkey had a large role to play in Shadow of the King, and I'm considering if I should take them out

Bonus:

I consider the Tongbi gibbon and the Horse Monkey to be older than both Sun Wukong and Macaque in Shadow of the King. The Horse Monkey is the eldest, but the Tongbi's age is nothing to sniff at.

That being said, that does not mean she can't be bought.

Takes place after all the traumatizing shit in SotK

Panel 1

Tongbi: Child, I am an ancient being. I hold the power of gods within me. I was witness to the birth of the Great Sage himself. I have seen nations and empires rise and fall. I have gathered and spent innumerable wealth. Yet you think you can bribe me with 20 yuan?

Panel 2

The host: ...how 'bout 30?

Panel 3

Off-panel (Horse Monkey): TONGBI!!

MK: I thought the nimbus made you airsick

Red Son: Not helping, Noodle Boy

Tongbi: BOTH OF YOU SHUT UP!

#edit: added dialogue cause my handwriting is shit #edit: corrected Ba to being the youngest. Idk why I called her the oldest #shadow of the king au #lego monkie kid #monkie kid #lmk #lmk stalwart generals #lmk marshal ma #lmk marshal liu #lmk general beng #lmk general ba #lmk macaque #six eared macaque #lmk tongbi gibbon #sun wukong #myart #lmk comic #doodle

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calviyv · 7 months

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BiTomas headcanons ↓

1. They started developing a crush on each other somewhere around Bi-Han being 23 and Tomas being 18, tho they avoided eachother. Tomas avoided Bi-Han because he was sure Bi-Han hated him and didn't want to fuck everything up. Bi-Han avoided Tomas because he used to think why would Tomas even like him. He also had his duties as the heir of the lin kuei and was also so bad at feelings. They were both in denial of their feelings for a good while.

2. Bi-Han used to be harsh on Tomas during their trainings but always made sure he would get medical help after fighting. He used to always send the healers to patch Tomas up after Trainings but wouldn't let him notice.

3. Bi-Han used to be so protective of Tomas in his absence. You dare say something bad behind Tomas' back around Bi-Han? Gods save you. Though he would never let Tomas notice anything.

4. They both have ruined eachother's love lives at some point. One night at Madame Bo's someone tried to hit on Bi-Han and a drunk Tomas scared them away. Madame Bo made sure to bring it up the next day and Tomas decided he will never face Bi-Han because of his embarrassment again. Bi-Han once did something like this but Tomas didn't notice.

5. After Bi-Han's betrayal or in his eyes "Kuai and Tomas' betrayal" Bi-Han vowed he would never think about Tomas ever again. Even speaking his name in front of Bi-Han was faced with punishment. Though he couldn't help but thinking about Tomas whenever he was free and he had nothing to do. He tried his best to always keep himself busy. The same goes for Tomas. He would make sure not to think about Bi-Han by keeping himself busy with training the Shirai Ryu.

6. They confessed to eachother for the first time during a fight (The classic). They ended up kissing and hugging eachother.

7. The first two/three months of their relationship was so awkward. Mostly being them trying to know and understand eachother better. They also agreed to keep their relationship a secret. (They're good at hiding it)

8. They're both so touch-starved. Bi-Han tries to avoid physical contact tho. Tomas wouldn't let him get away with it. He would always hug Bi-Han or give him little kisses. As much as Bi-Han doesn't want to admit he loves Tomas for them.

9. Bi-Han likes to stare at Tomas so much. Simply sitting somewhere and watching Tomas doing his own thing is an activity Bi-Han loves so much. Though before starting a relationship Bi-Han's staring habit made Tomas so uncomfortable and nervous. After sometime into their relationship Tomas would find his staring habit cute and sometimes tease Bi-Han about it.

10. They would patch eachother up after rough fights. Bi-Han would gently sit Tomas down and patch him up. Him being this gentle is almost unbelievable for Tomas. As for Tomas trying to patch Bi-Han up, he would act like a baby at first and pout. Throwing lines like "this is unnecessary", "I can do it myself". Though he would eventually stop and let Tomas do it. He doesn't understand the point of Tomas kissing some small wounds better at first but he starts to like it or tease Tomas with it in the future.

Bi-Han, watching Tomas kissing one of his small wounds: What was that?

Tomas: Kissing it better?

Bi-Han: Disgusting.

Bi-Han: Do it again.

11. Neither of them knows how to cook. Bi-Han isn't allowed in kitchen and Tomas can only cook noodles because he used to spend time with Madame Bo when he was younger. Both of them have almost no cooking skills since they didn't have time for learning.

12. They both enjoy morning cuddles. They would simply stay in bed and cuddle. Tomas finds Bi-Han's sleepy voice so sexy. There isn't any big spoon/little spoon thing between them. Both love to hug the other form behind while they're in bed and would fairly share the big spoon role.

13. In summer, Bi-Han is more like a walking ac. Tomas would cling to him like a koala.

#bitomas #headcanons #bi han #sub zero #tomas vrbada #mk smoke #mortal kombat #mortal kombat 1

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liaarxse · 11 months

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can you do which tr characters would do this with y/n and how it would go??

https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZT8JmRPXM/

This is a mess...

Characters: Keisuke Baji, Nahoya Kawata, Manjiro Sano

Warnings: None

—Keisuke Baji

He's down.

Ya'll tried baking a cake, with him only talking. His arms were behind his back where you were, and your arms were showing, as if it was his.

You had to stand on a small stool to be able to do this

The house was a mess

Cats were even stepped on

R.i.p

Baji instantly dropped the act and fell to his knees, babying the poor kitty

It's your fault Y/N

You're guilty

How dare you

After like.. 30 minutes, he let go

For his, yours, and the cats sake

It was barely able to breathe from his grasp

You continued on the trend

Then a fucking egg flew and hit Baji Jr. Number 28 in the head

Then a fucking Baji flew and grasped cat number 61 in his arms

See what I did there?

Cat? 61?

61?

I'm sorry (not)

In the end, like half of the egg shells got in the mix and you choked on one.

R.i.p Y/N

#deadfamilymoments 🍷🍷😍😜😜😜😜🍷😜🍷😜🍷🥱🍷

—Nahoya Kawata

He just KNEW

When you entered his room with a playful smile, he just got up, stretched and—

"Bring it on!"

God

Souya just gathered his shit and moved out

There was probably going to be a reported murder scene in there, and he doesn't want to be a suspect

Why?

Oh, because Nahoya probably saw someone he didn't like through the window and chased them with a knife

Anyway let's say it didn't happen

He wasn't taking it seriously AT ALL

You had to recharge your phone 3 times because its battery died

And his phone is so broken, your emo friend can't compete

You managed to season the noodles but when you tried to feed him

Ah... shit

You literally couldn't see from his big ass hair and were struggling behind him

He was laughing so hard that instead of biting the fork, he bit your arm

"YOU BUSTED ASS FUCK—"

He didn't care

He just took the bowl and went to eat it in the other room

You wanted revenge

You snuck out of the window, and busted from the front door, screaming

Guess who's noodles went flying in the air

And it landed on his hair

Let's say it was an interesting night

The next morning everything was a-okay don't worry.

—Manjiro Sano

The amount of food y'all went through was INSANE

Like, is you rich or smth 🤨

Manjiro was RAVENOUS

Fucker would've ate you if there was nothing else

😘

But that's a story for another time

You were cuddled up next to him, your head laying on his chest while scrolling through tiktok

You landed on a video that showed a couple doing a rather interesting trend

You both just looked at each other and got up to take a quick stroll to the convenient store

You bought 20 packets of instant ramen.

Holy shit

If it wasn't for his constant fighting lifestyle as a gang leader, mf would've been fatter than yo mama

So you tried to do the challenge

And failed

You tried again

Failed again

By now, like, 2 hours have passed and Manjiro was still hungry

At one point, he just got tired and took the ramen bowl and went to sit somewhere in private to eat it

You took the flag from it and raised it over his head

🤨

Let's be honest if there wasn't a flag he wouldn't have participated

He chuckled, took the flag, and placed it on top of the ramen

"Let's try again?"

He's so fucking cute when them dark impulses are light 😻

In the end, you didn't do the trend properly, but at least you had fun

But

Guess what

He's still hungry

"But there is no more ramen left?"

He smirked

"Who said I'll be eating ramen?"

He started walking towards you

Your eyes widened as you took a step backwards

Manjiro leaned towards your face, inches away before he walked past you and took out a Taiyaki out of the shopping bag

He winked at you and left the kitchen

"Motherfucker..."

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wooahaes · 7 months

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working together

pairing: non-idol!vernon x gn!reader

genre: fluff <3

word count: 0.8k~

warnings: vernon being goofy <3 (he struggles with putting up a tent but he's cute about it). food mentions.

daisy's notes: i've actually never been camping tbh

Vernon was a man of many talents… but putting up a tent apparently wasn’t one of them.

He’d been fumbling with the instructions for a while now, and the stupid thing had collapsed on him yet again because he swore something was missing. Yet he heard the sound of your laugh growing closer, apparently having returned from getting the cooler out of the car. He had insisted that he could do this entirely on his own (and he could, he swore that he could, he was just… missing something that was probably obvious). He moved to lift the collapsed tent off of his head, peeking up at you with this shy smile on his face that he couldn’t fight off. Not when he heard your laugh, so full of love for the man that you fell in love with (even if he was kind of a mess in this moment).

“Alright,” you said once your laughter had quelled. “Give me a sec and I’ll help.”

Thank god. If he was ever stuck on anything, he swore you had some sort of solution. Even if it was something you didn’t know much about, you’d always be there to give him some guidance in the form of making him take a break despite his insistence that he could do it if he tried harder. He knew just as well as you did that forcing himself to keep working never worked, but sometimes his own frustration was louder than logic. You had always told him there was no shame in that: it just meant he needed people who could pull him back when those moments arose. You or Seungkwan or any number of his friends knew how to keep him out of his own head, just like he’d learned how to keep all of you out of yours.

He watched you set the cooler down after gauging a good spot for it, and then you made your way over, kneeling down to help him start this over again. With your help, the two of you finally managed to pitch the tent, sitting inside of it for a moment to admire the hard work. Maybe it was a little more your work than his own, but he was happy to hand things to you and find the missing piece he couldn’t find earlier.

“Sorry I suck at this,” he said while he was checking his phone.

“Don’t say that!” You pouted, and it earned a laugh from him. “You’re good at things—plus that piece rolled away from you. I wouldn’t have been able to do it without you there to help.”

“You sound like Jihoon—”

You swatted at his arm, “I mean it! You don’t ‘suck at this’ as far as I know. You could have done it if it didn’t get away from you.”

“I don’t need validation—”

“You’re perfect,” you pulled him over, wrapping your arms around him. “And smart. And incredibly funny, and cool, and—”

He laughed a little, snuggling in. You were wearing one of his larger hoodies, yet he could smell your body spray clinging to it and your skin. Maybe he’d steal this one back from you later, then. “And?”

“I’ll make army stew to celebrate,” you giggled. Ah. That was all you wanted to say: you didn’t make army stew often, but he wasn’t going to argue with you if you wanted to make good food to ‘celebrate’ this little moment. Maybe he’d tease you later for picking the tent as something to celebrate over your upcoming anniversary.

He wrapped his arms around you. “You want me to help?”

Immediately, he felt you tense up, and he laughed. “I’m good.”

“I thought you said I was perfect—”

You kissed him quickly, wiggling your way out of his arms. “You are! But your cooking…”

Another peal of laughter erupted from him as you escaped. He scrambled up to follow you, shoving the tent’s opening out of his way, “Hey! At least let me help with something! I can boil the noodles!”

“No need! I’ve got it!”

You’d taken off running back to the car, keys tucked into your hand, with the plan of getting whatever you’d left behind. Vernon just smiled to himself, sitting atop the cooler as he admired what the two of you had set up so far. If nothing else… He was great at hyping you up for things… Including doing so in his job as professional taste tester for your cooking alone. He applied based on his ‘advanced tastebuds’ for all things that you made. You told him he got the job because of his looks (his facial expressions, but he liked the loud, playfully offended ‘hey!’ whenever he said it like that instead).

Yeah… He could definitely enjoy this trip with you as long as you had his back.

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spenzitz · 1 year

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ALL I CAN DO

depression comfort with bachira bachira x gn!reader, established relationship, depressed!reader, reader doesn't take care of themselves,

a/n ~ yeah it's really hard during the winter. if you're struggling atm, please know you are not alone and please keep fighting for yourself. words ~ 1.5k

bachira tends to take longer to realize you’re at a low point than others would. he knows you have depression, and you’ve explained to him how it affects you, so he never takes it personally if you seem off. it wouldn’t be until one of your close friends told him they were worried about you that he would pick up on the signs.

once he sees the state you’re in, he can’t unsee it. suddenly he’s hyper-aware of your declining eating habits. he’s noticed how tired you’ve been. you haven’t been as eager to go out, only doing so when it’s an obligation. when bachira would suggest the two of you go out for dinner, you would swiftly decline with, “actually, i was hoping we could stay in and get takeout?” it was pretty cold these days, you probably just wanted to stay warm, he thought.

he feels so guilty for not noticing sooner. but now that he’s aware, he wastes no time supporting you. on his way home from practice, bachira calls you to let you know about his plans for tonight.

“hey meg,” you sound groggy, you were probably asleep before he called you despite it being 5:30 in the evening. bachira had the idea to ask you how your day was, but he didn’t want to come off as judgy, he was just so worried about you.

“hello my love! what do you say we have dinner at your place tonight?” bachira was already walking towards the convenience store to grab what he would need to make dinner. thought you could use something better for you than the same greasy take-out food you both ate most nights.

“like… cook?” you question him, trying to remember what food you might have other than instant noodles. “yeah! some comfort food!” bachira mumbles out with his phone held between his cheek and shoulder as he grabs a basket. he gives you a moment to respond, and when you don’t take it, he adds, “I just need to grab a few things, and then i’ll be over, ok?”

“oh, um, alright. see you in a bit,” once you hang up with bachira you start to think you should get up and clean yourself up a bit, even if you just change your clothes. you didn’t want him to think you were a slob, after all. despite wanting to present yourself better, you just couldn’t find it in you to get up.

your head was throbbing, and your whole body felt like it was being weighed down. how pathetic could you be? you've hardly done anything in the past 3 days, not even showering. you had no right to be this worn out when your boyfriend just got done running god knows how many drills, and now he's even stopping by the store just to feed you. hell. you had already been laying down all day, what's another hour or so? you scroll on your phone for a bit before dozing off.

you wake up to bachira giving you feather-light kisses all over your face. the tickling sensation makes you giggle, which in turn, makes bachira smile. “i ran you a bath if you want it. all warm and sudsy for you too.” he says softly. in all honesty, you really didn’t want to get up. just the thought of taking off your clothes was exhausting, but bachira had already gone through the trouble.

you sit yourself up and peel the covers away from you, slowly dragging your legs over the side of your bed. before your feet can hit the ground, bachira takes your hands in his and pulls you up with him. you were left a little dizzy after that, probably from dehydration. really? how hard would it be to drink a glass of water a day? even children could do that.

your wobbliness doesn’t go unnoticed by bachira. he holds your hand and leads you to the bathroom, where he’s filled up the tub almost to the top with warm water and probably way too much bubble bath.

he pulls you into his chest and kisses on top of your head before pulling away and saying, “i’ll go make dinner, take your time.” bachira walks out of the bathroom, and before he can pull the door shut, you mumble out a ‘thank you’ that’s just too cute. your subtle shyness sends butterflies through him as he giggles and closes the door, just barely leaving a gap open in case you needed anything.

eventually, you will yourself to get undressed and get in the tub, sighing from relief as you let the clean sent flood through your senses. it’d been a long time since you’d taken a bath instead of just showering. you’d rather just get the whole ordeal over with as fast as possible. but even showers had become too much for you these past few days. not that it mattered, it wasn’t like you were leaving the house unless you had to. it was probably a good thing bachira did this for you, you decided.

after a while, bachira came in to check on you, now dressed in sleep clothes, while the food was cooking away. bachira could tell you felt a least a little better by your expression. “how’s it going?” he says with a smile stuck to his features. “perfect. how’s the food?” you respond, looking up at him.

“almost done.” he says, moving to kneel beside the tub, “ready to eat?”

“i think so,” you smile at him, and he goes back to your bedroom to get you a change of clothes. when he comes back, he helps you out of the tub and helps pat you dry. once you're dried off he dresses you in a pair of sleep shorts and one of his t-shirts. bachira loved how you looked in anything, but his clothes were by far his favorite to see on you.

with your hand in his, he takes you to the living room and seats you on the couch, laying a blanket over top of you. he hands you the remote and tells you to find something to watch before going back to the kitchen to grab the food. when he comes back, you’ve already picked out one of your shows you watch together, and he hands you a bowl of chicken noodle soup. “now, where’d you learn to make this?” you ask as he climbs under the blanket with you.

“my mom always made this for me when i wasn’t feeling well, so it was one of the first things i learned how to cook,” he tells you with a cute grin. he was the absolute cutest, you thought.

you both ate your dinner in silence, with the occasional yawn from the two of you. eventually, the bowls were set aside, and you and bachira shifted to lay on the couch facing the tv with you in his arms. whenever he got bored with the show, he would start kissing the exposed part of your neck just to hear your muffled giggles under the blanket.

once bachira heard your breathing start to even out, he sits both of you up despite your protests. “c’mon love, let’s just brush our teeth and then we can get all cozy in bed, ok?” he doesn’t give you time to respond before he pulls you up off the couch and drags you to the bathroom again. bachira sits you down on the toilet before putting toothpaste on your toothbrush and then doing the same to his. he starts brushing his teeth as he hands you your toothbrush and watches as you lazily brush from left to right and top to bottom. once finished, you and bachira make your way to your bedroom, where he tucks you into bed before joining you on the other side.

bachira faces you and pulls you into his chest, cuddling you like a teddy bear.

“why’d you do all this?” you say in a quiet voice like you were unsure if you were supposed to ask. bachira is quiet for a moment, which makes you think he’s already asleep.

before responding, bachira shifts lower under the covers, placing his head on your chest over your heart. “i want you to be ok.” he pauses, giving him time to ponder his next words. “i can’t fix this for you. this is all i can do.” he breathes out, his words breaking as he goes on. you hadn’t realized how worried bachira was for you.

you both sit in silence for a moment, just being near each other. once your thoughts overcome your nerves, you let your words break through the pitch-black room. “even if it doesn’t help me at all, i appreciate it meguru, really.” at this, bachira squeezes you tighter.

“i love you.” he says plainly. not in a way that makes him sound apathetic, but as if that’s all he could say right now. “i love you too.” you say in the same monotone voice as the two of you transition into sleep.

i am so tired omg

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#bachira x reader #meguru bachira x reader #bachira x y/n #blue lock x reader #bllk x reader

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a-scary-lack-of-common-sense · 11 months

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Hello hello, this is my son MONDAY (YES, THAT'S HIS NAME. UNFORTUNATE, I KNOW)

Haven't done one of these in a hot while so let's get the ball rolling again

Monday (Sniper -> Soldier)

- I've already mentioned this in another post, but the only reason he chose "Monday" in particular as his name was because the day he was asked the question, it was a freaking monday (creativity ×100000)

- He's the only one that can get a genuine angry reaction out of Lois

- The ripped out road sign he uses as a shovel substitute is called Steve! It's a dumb name and God knows why he decided to name it Steve, of all names

- He knocked out the right lens of his shades during a fight like a dumbass

- He's got plenty of scars littered all across his body, ranging from really dumb ones like the nick in his right earlobe when he accidentally ripped off his earring while taking off his shirt; to more gruesome ones like the split in his lips when the enemy sniper shot an arrow into his closed mouth

- In case you can't tell, he's wearing an old biker's helmet (only because Germs forced him to after the 20th or so visit to the medbay for concussion)

- He's got long ass hair that needs to be tied up for battle, but while he does know how to braid, he doesn't know how to do it on himself. So he has to ask someone else on the team to do it for him. Although if he's in a time crunch he just puts it up into a simple bun

- He loooves to piss off Germs, meanwhile Germs fucking despises him for his tendency to get hurt every 5 seconds and making more messes for him to clean up

- Most of his teeth are implants. He keeps knocking them out faceplanting into walls and onto the floor, and Germs refuses to keep turning the medigun on and off just for some teeth

- Crazy mf

- Of course, a soldier's signature move is rocket jumping, but I still wanted Monday to have his own unique way of doing that. So instead of rockets, I made Monday use modified land mines that allows him to step on it, explode, and go flying

- Funnily enough, despite being an insufferable nuisance to everyone on the team, he is absolutely terrified of Mikel for some reason. Mikel is aware of this, and loves to mess with him about it sometimes

- He came out about 3 inches taller then he was supposed to be during the cloning process, which isn't uncommon to see with clones but it does mean that he looks like someone chucked a wet noodle into the sky every time he goes mine-jumping

#blood tw #gore tw #tf2 #team fortress two #my art #my post #tf2 sniper #job switcheroo #job switcheroo au #js monday #tf2 au #tf2 oc #Germs is such a dumb fucking name im so sorry scout i did you dirty lmfaooo #job switch mercs

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yttsimp · 1 year

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I saw your kurumada x small reader and loved it! Can i request shin x a small reader? I think that’d be adorable <3

One Shin coming right up

Shin Tsukimi with a small reader

Flavor: Shin Tsukimi x gn!reader

Warnings: none

Headcanons under the cut v

Hoo boy, you've got this guy wrapped around your little finger, Imma tell you right now

Not only are you short and thus a prime target for teasing he can't quite pull on other people, but he also just thinks you're adorable

Oh yeah, he LOVES teasing you, even if he's on the shorter end himself

And god damn this guy is INSUFFERABLE

Like if you thought Kurumada was annoying, you ain't seen Shin with a height advantage

If you ask for ANYTHING, prepare to deal with him holding it over your head with a shit eating grin on his face because he will not give it to you without messing with you first

If you're struggling to reach something, he'll come over to you, pick it up, and just walk away with it while you chase after him

If you want a kiss, this guy is gonna make you work for it as he will not lean down for you. You will have to climb this man and subsequently knock him down because he's got the build and strength of a soggy noodle in order to get your kiss.

He will also make a TON of teasing remarks WHILE he's already doing these things so it is teasing on top of teasing

"What's wrong? Can't reach it?" "If you want it you're gonna have to jump." "Hey, it's not my fault you're only half a meter off the ground."

Shit like that to rile you up further.

But of course, he would never actually want to hurt you, so if he's being too insufferable make sure to let him know.

Putting aside the teasing now, he really does adore you.

He's a bit shy with physical affection so you'll probably have to initiate it yourself, but god damn he loves holding you close to him like a teddy bear.

At first he is very shy with cuddling, but over time he will grow more comfortable and eventually just pull you into a cuddle session himself.

And btw, if you want revenge on him for all the teasing, spoon him. He will get SO embarrassed and red in the face but he won't fight you on it

He loves to hug you from behind and rest his chin on your head. Very good for domestic moments like cooking.

Bonus points if there's music playing and he gently sways you to the rhythm.

He has tried to carry you before. Key word: tried.

This man has the physical strength of a twig. He tried to lift you and could only bring you about a few centimeters off the ground before he dropped you and collapsed.

More revenge tips: tease him about being unable to carry you. Very funny reactions as he gets red and tells you to shut it.

And if you wanna mess with him further, jump on his back and knock him over as he will not be able to stabilize the both of you.

His reactions to you doing this are incredibly rewarding.

I will say, Shin is incredibly protective of you

He will not take shit from others when it comes to you

He is the only one allowed to bully you and he will get defensive if he sees you being treated unfairly

As I've said, you've got him wrapped around your finger

And as much as he teases you, he will do anything for you

He thinks you are absolutely adorable and he loves you so god damn much

#your turn to die x reader #yttd x reader #shin tsukimi yttd x reader #shin tsukimi x reader #shin x reader

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insideliascrazyhead · 11 months

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The great expressions of High & Low 3

„I nearly died but we gotta go save Smokey so don´t worryI´m just gonna cry on the way....Don´t wanna create any kinda inconvinience.If I did swallow any of that I´m gonna do the polite thing and just gonna wait to die.“

„Is anyone else hearing a high pitched tone constantly or is it the head injury?!“

„Are we on break yet I kinda am about to vomit,just sayin....might collapse later,idk where´s Jinkawa anyways?!“

„Might buy some fireworks and shoot them into Kiyoshi´s window later.“

„Cobra!You can pretend to work later,you gotta come and do leader duties!“

„We´re here to fight because Fujio´s now Raoh´s friend.“Meanwhile Binzo; “I didn´t sleep in so long I started seeing clowns,then was to scared of the clowns to sleep.Drank some energy drinks now I can hear colors.God im so ready to smack a bitch!“

Tsukasa:“If they ain´t gonna get us I´m punching your lights out instead Fujio!“ Fujio;„Gonna morph into the road runner.Meep.Meep Bitches!“

Get´s closer to inspect the wild animal called a Dumbass,very easy to run might escape if not approached with care.

„Do I fucking look like I´m for sale to you?!This ain´t Macy´s Bitch,you ain´t window shopping?!“

Saw the expiration date on the noodles.„Ya´ll gonna shit your brains out!Gonna lock the toilet stalls later.Good luck!“

Shidaken;“I have this horrible headache that comes and goes again...“ Sabakan;“Oh my god is it because of your injury?!“ Shidaken;“No it´s you dumbass.Leave me alone,I wanna go back into my coma yall stress me the fuck out.“

“Remember kids,no one will ever hate you more then you already hate yourself!”

“Violence isn´t the damn answer!It´s a question and the answer is fuck yeah!”

#high and low #high and low the worst #high and low cobra #sannoh rengokai #oya high #housen academy #suzuran #hanaoka fujio #tsukasa takajo #todoroki yosuke #nishikawa yasushi #shidaken #odajima yuken

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bigdsgirl · 2 months

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Live thoughts of Doctor Slump Finale

Because I don't I have the capacity to do anything else

If you open the cut and go "damn heidi chill", here is a summary of my reaction:

Warning: this will not be coherent. :)

THEY MAKING ALCOHOL TOGETHER! He wants to celebrate every moment with her!!! I am in LOVE!!!

HE MADE HIS OWN NOODLES!!!! Ba-da!! I am so proud of you!!!!

Lol Jeong woo, you know how to be too honest

omg y'all reliving the magical evening - same girlies, same

Ba-da's first PAYYYYYYYYYYYCHECK!!!! Proud of our lil worm <3

he wants to buy her meat!!!!!! stop!!!! as an elder sister, this is a MOMENT! and the photoshoot is everything. a plus.

boy time boy time! these two crack me up. truly besties forever

let's fight! fight to the death! ah yes, never change

I've been watching too much dune, that's all I could think about when I saw the patient

look at our girl! being a supportive professor <3

thoughtful boyfriend (husband of my heart)

oh no this man thinks she is gonna say yes

the HAIR FLIP I LOVE HIM!

oh wait wait wait so what was she gonna say if she found out about the US stuff AFTER talking about their date!!!

he is so babygirl <3 my PRINCESS i luv him

the honesty about his nerves! let's communicate!

SO SHE WAS GONNA SAY YES AJGKFLGDJALKGJd

oh fuck that's an amazing opportunity - she's gotta do it! she's gotta!

I want you to always follow your heart - I am deceased they are so amazing together

most mature drama (in the best fucking way ugh this makes me so happy)

and I know he is still stressed and freaking, but that his first move is to make sure she goes! gah!

LOL the VASE! THE STEAK! this man is dying a bit inside

he was made for this role, his monologues kill me! every time!

the worming on the bed LOOOOL

bestie cheer jeong-woo up! right! now! <3

the leave and let me be in the elevator and Dr. Bin's response -- i am in stitches!!

LETS FREAKING GO HONG RAN!! Baddie of the century!!! fuck yeah! the wink agjdlkfgjalkdfg

wait! girly! please! don't resign! where you going I love you putting Dr. Bin in his place! wait never mind she wants to travel, I support this <3

I am leaving to pursue my happiness! that's RIGHT!

sad puppy jeong-woo is everything to me. i just wanna squish his cheeeeeks!

oh the perfect words, just what he needed to hear.

these two are just giving me cavities LEFT AND RIGHT!!!!

they are so supportive of each other! they talk it out! they love each other! i LOVE THEM SO MUCH!

my dramatic prince - omfg they are sobbing together already lkajfgaldk;fgjadfklgj

oh wait they TOOK BACK THE OFFER???? oh wait that did not go where I thought it would.

oh girl you gotta blurt it out. TELL HIM NOW.

Jeong-woo is a water sign right ? as a big three triple water sign, he's GOTTA BE!

THE PARTY JAKLDFJGLKAF - this is gonna be hilarious. i love the flower on uncle's head hehehehe

the sad singing oh my god this is so funny

wait he SAW! omg! what! and the dramatics, silly gooses

I am so glad she advocated for herself - even if she didn't go her way and she was just expressing her frustration.

god they have grown so much, it's so beautiful to see

he took classes! my beloveds!

oh she's taking the test! and it's improved! oh I am so happy for her. what a beautiful journey we have been on together.

i love the message that getting better is not being happy again, it's about building strength and confidence that you can step through the difficult moments

oh Dr. Bin, don't dig yourself into a hole ya dumb dumb (love you though)

mother son bonding! love this

I am going to miss Ha-neul's mom so much. she is such a beautiful soul. 😭😭😭😭

I was wondering when my Kopiko ad placement would arrive, and A+ work

Hong-ran please, I can't take this romantic speech now. I am weak.

omg! Jeong-woo is opening his own clinic! omg HE TOLD HIM TO GO! I adore you sir.

these two have my heart.

FANCY CAR FOR MY FANCY MAN! Love it and him. ooooooooo sir you look fab in the fancy suit. bahaha, i love the switch to reality and how much happier he is! <;3

oh my, what a gorgeous clinic (working at a FQHC, our clinics so different lol)

WAIT WHO IS THIS GIRL???????????????????? omg. omg uncle get the girl let's freaking GO. wait. wait. oh my fucking god he opened this for HER? someone hold me, I am going to faint.

the little wave at her husband's grave, I am unwell.

Dr. Bin -- i'm sorry but oh my god what are you doing. his daughter just staring at him, i love it.

oh my god the photo of the four of them on her desk!!!! *screaming*

is the anesthesiologist gonna be a private detective?

aw man, he's gonna go work for our king jeong-woo, still dope tho.

WELL GO SEE THE SUNRISE NOW YA CUTIES!

*sobs at all these beautiful moments*

Jeong-woo, you are a better man than I, I would be spitting on that grave : )

what a gorgeous sunrise, what gorgeous beans!

WEDDING PHOTOSHOOT IS NEXT WEEK!!!!!!!!!!!!! JGKLDAGFJDLAKFGJ

he's so excited to get his answer i love them

running on the beach??? bye. I will be dying now from all this love.

oh my god the photoshoot at all the spots important to them AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

in conclusion: i love them and i adore this drama.

#kdrama #doctor slump #WHYYYYYYYYYYY MUST IT BE OVER #my joy #ugh i love them #yeo jeong woo #nam ha neul #bin dae young #lee hong ran #heidi watches doctor slump #heidi watches

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roszabell · 8 months

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Let me give you, my Germany and Prussia headcanons that started as just a joke or silly idea that grew huge.

Ludwig and Gilbert both got allergies to wildly different things. Gil is allergic to all shellfish and crustaceans, everything in a paella can kill this man. Antonio forgets this a lot. Ludwig??? Death if he eats gluten. Italy is devastated, Ludwig would die if he ate pasta and it's hilarious. He eats those mushroom noodles and Feli cries. But it ends up being wholesome as they find alternatives together.

Ludwig having cochlear implants and taking them out when people are to loud or he's in a fight. "I don't want to hear you right now!" Takes off his hearing aid- Gil IS A HEMOPHILIAC :3c that is all have a good day <3

PLEASE THESE ARE SO GOOD LMFAO

Celiac Ludwig would make a hilarious crackfic like you described. And ok god the hemophiliac Gil hits hard. Galaxy brain dude

#german bros #hetalia headcanons #asks #youre correct

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incarnateirony · 10 months

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So here's the tea on the whole #WhatYouAren'tWatching thing, and what fandom, even people I consider intelligent, is having a brain hemorage about historically.

Back when I ran SomethingToSay and the subsequent elements of the CW boycott, maybe the public didn't realize it, but BTS I was getting a LOT of legal advice on what I could, and couldn't say, without getting blasted off the fucking planet. And I also had to constantly weigh my options on what to say, do, or instruct within grey areas or things that were Too Risky For Them To Squeeze Blood From A Turnip about.

For example, I couldn't say, "hey guys, call all of CW's advertisers and threaten to cancel your subscriptions with them if they don't stop advertising on CW." I had to go WOW, I JUST TRIPPED ON THIS AMAZING LIST OF ADVERTISERS, I WONDER WHAT PEOPLE COULD DO WITH THIS and let the internet numpties work through it. Why? Retaliation/damages/etc there's a fuckton of entanglements on that shit.

Now, what does this have to do with anything? Well, right now, WGA/SAG are in the fight of their lives trying to change an entirely busted system. As Adam Conover said, though--they won't starve us out, we'll starve them out.

I've tried to stay out of this on the public front praying and praying that people would figure it out but when I see some of the most intelligent people I know having brain damage about how this works even though they were in the inside of an identical proposal/movement before, I'm just. I gotta. I gotta say something.

No. If you ask any author about it, they're going to say it's Just One Guy. If someone is a rando in a union of a dozen-thousand people, they are not the word of god either. But why would even someone biggish say Just One Person or Not Entirely True?

Well, that does mean partially true and why yes, Just One Person posted it. Because Just One Person is all it takes to get the fucking ball rolling if people slow down and use their noodles for a second. Just One Person isn't worth the studios going after, blood from a turnip. But if the WGA officially announced it or everybody publicly acknowledged it like yeah we agreed on that shit, that means these studios, currently locked in back and forth litigation between writers and studios all the way up to the federal level, can actually fucking fire shots on the WGA/SAG and just completely fucking derail shit.

They literally Can Not Tell You to unsubscribe from big streamers specifically; it's wrong to do it generally (#notallstreamers(arebigstudios)), and they can't single out and directly say "here's how to damage their bottom line" without blowing up their entire fucking operation. And if you guys are going to flood their inboxes untli they answer, they're gonna say who, don't know her. No shit. They literally cannot say.

They are literally fucking relying on everyone to stop making excuses to keep glutting themselves on favorite shows for One Whole Month. Do not cry "but their royalties!" when Bev's creator shows you the whole three cents she makes on a quarter. Or "but their reputation!" the goddamn world knows about the strike it's not gonna be breaking fucking news to them that it affected viewership. I promise you the authors do not care about the three cents they will lose for the big studios to lose 3 billion.

But but but-- no fuckin buts. "But a podcast said we can write meta and fanfic still" the fuck??? what the fuck does that have to do with streaming why is this bloating the argument. Get all that shit out of here.

"But random writer mcgee said they didn't know about it. But a few names we recognize made vague statements that didn't really say no, just talked around it. But but but--" no, no fuckin buts goddamnit. No shit every knucklefuck in the kingdom isn't gonna be told, that's how leaks and legal attacks happen and fucks your entire operation up. It's called plausible deniability, fuckin figure it out. Anyone demanding it be posted on WGA officially is going "please sue the union into collapse", anyone demanding their favorite face to say it is going, "please be a fucking scab and sell everybody out to convince me, stubborn internet rando hugging my blorbo plushie."

"But my opinion." I don't care. It's a shitty opinion. Deal with it. "But my blorbo" I do not fucking care about your favorite blorbo.

The ONLY way to make change here is to make the STUDIOS crack before the creators do, and that only comes by gouging out their quarterlies and making them cascade losses in investors. That's the only fucking way guys. There's not going to be a moment where someone farts pixie dust and it gets better. No, studio CEOs aren't going to have a disney movie crisis of conscience and come around. The creators are protesting BECAUSE they are being exploited for this and getting NOTHING back, you are literally not hurting them if you turn off their stuff for a while.

It's the same note as studios crying "BUT THE POOR SUPPORT STAFF" fuckin. no. No goddamn buts, goddamnit. Get out of the way. Revolution comes with cost, they know it, they're the ones sweating for it, all I see is blogs kneejerking to find excuses to watch their favorite shit with selection bias and transient global amnesia on how this works in some people's cases.

It costs you nothing to turn off your TV/streaming through september. It loses the writers a penny. It hits the corporations for billions. Do the fuckin math, sweethearts.

Figure it out. I ran this model before. [clears throat] CALLING ALL FANDOMS-- oh wait.

Deadass guys. Fuckin. order of events. use your noodles.

Adam Ruins Everything: "They won't starve us out, we'll starve THEM out."

WGA Guy Running For Leadership: "CALLING ALL FANDOMS"

Fandoms: But--royalties

ResDogs Writer: FOR THOSE WONDERING ABOUT MY ROYALTIES HERE ARE MY THREE CENTS

Fandoms: [spams faves begging for guidance]

Studios: [waiting to pounce]

Fave with a gun to his head: what who i don't know her

#wga strike #sag strike #whatarentyouwatching #what aren't you watching

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