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strniohoeee · 7 months

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Belong To The City

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT THIS IS A 18+ STORY BEYOND THIS POINT

Pairings: Chris Sturniolo X Female Reader ⚠️SMUT⚠️

Enemies-ish to lovers, friends-ish to lovers

Synopsis: Chris is such an arrogant asshole to Y/N, but when she snaps back he loses all control and pulls her to the side ⚠️THIS IS SMUT SO LEAVE ME ALONE⚠️

Warnings⚠️: This is straight up smut okay, so any young person PLZ PLZ go away and get off tumblr and go to bed please. Oh god what’s in here?? Manhandling, spit, mean Chris, crazy dirty talk. Mannnn idek this shit is intense, and I’m not even a Chris girl, but I put my whole pussy into this one

Song for the story: Belong To The City-PARTYNEXTDOOR

Right now I was currently standing in the corner of the living room of the triplets house as they had a party going around for completing the tour. It was mainly a celebration party for Chris, but Nick and Matt would never admit to that. However for me it was like my eternal hell. I absolutely hated parties especially ones full of all these LA “influencers” who were only here because they wanted to see who’s pants they could get into first. Same boring game over and over, so I stand in the corner at most parties with a drink in my hand observing everyone else, listening in on conversations and cringing at how embarrassing some of these people were. It brought me great joy, and I could ignore how badly I wanted to claw my way out this sweaty body infested house.

I went to take a sip from my orange solo cup, and noticed it was empty, so I made my way over to the kitchen. In there was Nick, Matt, Tril, Chris, Madi and a few other close friends of ours. Although I love the triplets, and they know how much I hate parties I always am on my best behavior for them!

“Yooo look who decided to join the party” Tril said bumping my shoulder. I just give a slight upturn of my mouth

“Haha so funny….” I replied back rolling my eyes

“Hey! Lighten up! Let loose, this is a celebratory party “ Tril answered back grabbing me by my shoulders

“You’re clearly very drunk, I’m having a great time watching all these people embarrass themselves trying to get into y’all’s pants” I replied back looking at all the drink options. My eyes light up once I see the strawberry Malibu

“Woahhh get into our pants?? Says who” Matt replies looking around curious

I pour a shot and gulp it down, and then another before I go to pour my third shot I look up and answer

“Nearly every single person in here” I replied down my third shot after pouring it

“You should slow down on the shots” when I bring my head down after downing my shot I lock eyes with Chris

“Ouu is the king of parties telling me to slow down on drinking??? Are you okay? Are you feeling sick?” I said laughing along with everybody else

“No I’m just saying you tend to get a little out of hand when you’ve had a little too much Malibu” Chris responded shrugging. To this Nick giggles and has a light bulb moment

“Oh my fucking god like that one time you drank Malibu at that one party and puked on that guys dick” Nick says giggling….he was completely sober, so why in the fuck was he saying such a thing. My eyes pop out of my head

“First of all not true, and second of all you guys always purchase Malibu knowing it’s my favorite and then get upset when I wanna have fun” I said back with an attitude

“Maybe control your liquor intake and you wouldn’t be choking on dicks” Chris retorted back laughing hard with Matt while they leaned on each other for support like it was the funniest shit ever

“I can promise you I’ve never choked on a single dick, and I also promise you I’ve never sucked dick while drunk before…that’s a rookie mistake fuck face” I say back throwing ice cubes at him from my cup

“That’s not how I interpreted it when you were gagging on my dick, but I mean hey” He said back with the most smug smirk I have ever seen. My blood was boiling, my skin was on fire, I was seeing white hot rage.

Back in high school Chris and I got really close one year. It was actually the summer going into senior year, and to say I had a crush on him was an understatement. I really liked the kid, but I knew he’d never see me that way. But for some reason we had a really romantic summer, and at the end of it we decided to be each other's first everything. That being said I had never seen a dick nor touched or sucked one, and he was pretty large, so I did in fact gag a few times. Needless to say after that summer we never spoke about it again, and we actually acted like we never liked one another after that, so there was always this weird tension here and there

“You’re such a fucking dick” Was all I could get out, I was angry but I was hurt mostly. It was something we swore we’d keep to ourselves, and here he goes airing it out to his brothers and our friends, and making me feel embarrassed.

“Chris not fucking cool” Madi said giving him a disgusted look.

“Oh come on it was a harmless joke I swear” He said acting shocked that nobody liked what he said

“You fucking idiot you always take shit too far” Nick said smacking him in the back of his head. I looked over to Chris with no emotions

“No, honestly it’s fine he can’t eat pussy for shit, and when I did let him go down on me he was crying from all the emotions, talking about some “aww you’re wet for me” pfft you wish….hes a fucking joke in bed” I responded giving him a bitchy smile. Everyone’s jaw dropped and Chris just clenched his jaw and scoffed. He pushed himself off the edge of the sink and walked over to me. He grabbed me by my upper arm and yanked me hard towards the direction of his room downstairs. As he was walking me with him harshly like a scolded child all I could hear was laughing and and them going “OUUUU” like I was some school delinquent getting told to step out of class.

Chris firmly walks me down the steps into his room slamming the door shut behind us. All that could be heard now was PARTYNEXTDOOR blasting from upstairs. When he’s a little more into his room he fully throws me down to the floor, and I fall smacking against the wooden floors.

“Ouch you fucking prick, I’m not a fucking ragdoll” I said as I get myself up and try to shake off the embarrassment.

“Yeah? Well you ain’t shit to me after that little stunt you pulled up there” he said towering over me by a few inches.

“Oh me? I’m the bad guy?? Yeah let’s not play victim” I said back to him crossing my arms over my shoulder

“Oh no let’s not! But let's tell the truth shall we” Chris stated back flashing his white smile. I go to cut him off, but he immediately speaks loudly over me.

“Truth is you did choke on my dick because it’s too big and you can’t take it, truth is you were the one crying when I was going down on you, you were fucking trembling and shaking moaning like a little bitch…..fucking thighs shaking like a complete untouched virgin” He said laughing at me now with his arms crossed over his chest

“We can fake orgasms you know” I told him sizing him up

“When your cum was dripping down my chin? Yeah that wasn’t fake mama, and the way you just laid there limp like a fucking used slut” He responded laughing in my face. God why were his words making me hot and bothered? WHEN DID CHRIS BECOME SO FUCKING HOT?

“Fuck you” was all I could manage because I was genuinely getting turned on by the way he was treating me and the memories of him abusing my pussy.

“Yeah you wish” Chris said rolling his eyes

“I’m not 17 anymore I’ve got experience now, I bet you couldn’t make me cum” I told him…well more like challenging him.

“Please I’d have you used and abused by the end of this party babe” he said stepping closer. Fuck this man really got it….

“Is that a bet?” I asked, raising my brow with my arms crossed over my chest. He roughly grabbed my hands smacking them out the way and grabbed me harshly by neck pulling me in for a kiss. Our lips smashed together just tongue and teeth fighting for dominance, it was hot and it was messy.

He turned us and had us back peddling to his bed. Once my shoes hit the edge he pushed me back, as I laid back he pulled his shirt off along with his hat. I decided to take my shirt off as well

“Fuck Chris you’re so hot when you’re not speaking” I said to him as he came lower to continue kissing me

“Could say the same about you too” He said as nudged my head up and started to leave wet kisses all down my neck to my breast. He stopped and lifted back to look at me

“I can’t wait to have you moaning and weeping on my cock” He said with his droopy eyes lazily looking over me. I just grabbed him by his chain and pulled him forward to continue kissing him. He had me lift up so he could remove my bra. Once my bra was off he separated from my mouth to look down at my chest. His eyes shimmered. I will say I had a last minute puberty incident at 17 I was a size C, but now at 21 I’m a size DD.

“Since when did you get boobs” He asked, laughing while kneading them and moaning a little bit. I let out a sigh/whimper at the feeling of his large hands caressing my breasts.

“Don’t be a fucking weirdo” I said back to him rolling my eyes. He just chuckled and came down to take one of my hard nipples into his mouth while kneading the other one. God I was getting so wet just by this interaction alone, and I know he’d make fun of me for it once he got to removing my bottoms.

He continued to massage them as I let out little moans and gasps of breath. I could feel my underwear being completely soaked right now. My pussy was throbbing, and it was aching a painful ache. I so badly needed him to touch me. He was doing this so he can hold it over my head in the future about how wet I was for him. He hovers over my boobs and spits on one of my nipples. A shocked gasp came from my mouth followed by a moan. He does the exact to the opposite breast and uses his flat palms to massage the spit in. My eyebrows were knotted together and my mouth was hung open. He was doing this all so I could beg him to move on from my breast, but I was enjoying this, so that wasn’t happening.

“Next time I’m fucking your tits, and coming all over them, and then leaving you here like a dirty whore covered in my cum” He said to me biting his lip

“Fuck Chris don’t say shit like that” I responded trying to rub my thighs together for some friction. He looked at this and smirked.

“Now let’s get down to what I’m really here to do” after saying that he took my bottoms off leaving me in my underwear. Of course today I have on light orange underwear making my arousal very noticeable.

“Aww she made a mess for me” he said ghosting his thumb over my pussy, my body shudders from the touch

“Chris I don’t fucking care of course I’m wet you were stimulating my breast, now let’s go if you do get me to cum I’m trying to cum tonight not tomorrow” I responded clearly annoyed. He just laughs and nods his head slightly.

He slowly starts to remove my panties, and as he takes them off there’s a very visible string of my arousal connected from my pussy to my underwear. He just looks up at me and smirks, and I throw my head back and moan as the cool air in his room is causing some release to my untouched core.

Chris pulls my legs apart propping them up on the bed as he situates himself in between my legs. Once he’s comfortable he grabs both legs on either arm and spreads my thighs back. I throw my head back at how hot he looks right now.

“You’ve made such a mess, let’s make it more messy” he said and as he finished that sentence he gathered all the spit in his mouth and let it dribble down onto my wet pussy. I let out the most quiet “fuck” of my life as I watch this unravel infront of me.

As soon as he's done with that he immediately goes down and licks from my hole up to my clit. I was propped up on my elbows but my top half goes limp and I fall back moaning

“Holy shit Chris” was all I could say. He’s sucking my clit and licking it lightly grazing his teeth on my clit hit spit and my slick are mixing together creating the most ungodly sound ever. It is only then that he moans against my clit and my thighs shut around his head

“Fuck Chris oh my god….if you keep doing that I’m going to cum on your face” I said said gripping the sheets. He goes down to lick my hole and his pointy nose is banging against my clit in the most delicious way. Allowing me to moan out for him once again slamming my thighs shut around his head.

He detached from my pussy to look at me, and it’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen….his fucked out eyes, his nose,lips and chin covered in my arousal and his spit and his cheeks are all red and rosy. He immediately goes back down to my pussy this time adding his middle finger while sucking my clit. As he’s sucking my clit he’s motioning his middle finger in a come here motion and then moans against my clit. I let out the loudest scream as I could, shaking and cumming all over his mouth and finger. Seeing flashes of white and my body coming off the bed. I had no warning. I was just hit with an intense orgasm. I was breathing heavy as i came down from my high 100% fucked out.

“What’d I say trembling and thighs shaking like a used slut” Chris said as he was removing his pants and I was just there basking in the feeling of the best orgasm I’ve ever had. I look up and see Chris stroking his hard dick while watching me pull myself together

“Chris that was the most intense orgasm I’ve ever had” I stated watching his hand move up and down against his rock hard dick. I was already getting aroused again. He comes closer and takes his right hand swiping it against my pussy collecting my cum and his spit as I shudder from the sensitivity.

He uses that to stroke his dick “Should I fuck you, or should I use your cum as my lube to get off and paint your skin like the dirty slut you are?” he asks, still stroking his cock. All I could do was moan and beg him to fuck me.

Once again he spits on my pussy and on his dick using it as extra lube. He’s looking down as he places the tip at my entrance. We both lock eyes as his dick enters me, both of our mouths dropping and our eyebrows kneading together. Both of us whispering fuck. He slowly starts to go in and out.

“Fuck Chris you gotta move you feel so good I wanna feel you pounding me” I told him he bites his lip and nods starting to pick up the pace

30 seconds later he’s rapidly thrusting into me like there’s no tomorrow rubbing my nipples and then going back to my clit. I’m a moaning bitch right now, and I’m about to cum on his cock I can feel it, so I started clenching his dick.

“Fuck Y/N keep doing that I’m going to fucking cum all over you” He said into my ear with his arms on either side of my head as his chain dangles in my face and his sweat starts to fall on me.

“Chris keep touching my clit I’m going to cum so hard again” my breathing was becoming more rapid and my moans were becoming silent as my mouth would just stay open and my eyes shut. He backed up a little bit so he could look down at me while rubbing my clit.

“Fuck open your eyes I wanna hold eye contact while we cum” he said, and I did what I was told I opened my eyes just as I was about to cum, with one more thrust I came so hard on his dick clenching down and moaning while looking into his eyes. As soon as I came down from my high he pulled out and kept the eye contact while pumping his cock, and soon enough he came all over my lower stomach with his mouth wide open and bitchy whimpering moans spilling out of his mouth.

He collapsed down next to me while we both sat there in silence not moving for 5 minutes. Then Chris got up and got a warm wet rag to wipe me down with. He came back with it and was staring at my lifeless body there still shuddering.

As he’s wiping my stomach down he states “exactly what I said a fucked out used slut” he looks at me chuckling

I turn my head to him “Chris you just let out the most whiniest moan as you came on me” I said as we both laughed.

“You know I didn’t mean for my joke to hurt your feelings I truly thought you were over the feelings for me. I’m not over my feelings for you, but I thought saying that would help me get over it” he said after wiping me down

“Chris I was never over you. I lost my virginity to you, that’s a soul tie and you’ll forever have a special place in my heart” I told him looking at him. He helped me sit up so we can sit face to face

“Good because I have never wanted someone so badly in my life as much as I want you” Chris responded back moving my hair behind my ear. I just smiled at that and looked into his eyes

“Let me take you on a date, and try again. None of that high school shit I want this for real” He said looking into my eyes for an answer

“I’d love that” I said going in to kiss him. As I pulled back we hear a knock at the door

“Are yall done fucking the parties over and we need help cleaning” Nick said from the other side. Chris and I both looked at each other wide eyed laughing because we totally forgot there was a whole house party going on upstairs.

“Uh yeah we’ll be right out” we both said.

The end 😀

Okay I warned yall this is just a little bit of the type of shit I write, and I used to write this at 14 LMFAOOOO. But anyways leave some NICE comments. All young people under 18, that are rude are gonna be blocked cause I can’t do this shit. My mouth is crazy I’m from New York😁🤞🏽

I’m writing a sweet Matt smut next will either be up later tonight or tomorrow 😘🧎🏽‍♀️

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lilly-chou-chou · 8 months

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Gyaru: A guide for newbies and a love letter for seasoned gyals.

There were a lot of things that made me post about this. I thought a lot about it for years but recently I had an interaction which confirmed my mind.

As a woman who had been doing gyaru since the age of 4, I have few guides for gyaru that you may agree with or not, but I am posting this regardless because I want this to be known, especially by new gyals.

Gyaru is a movement which moulds modern japanese feminism and breaks boundaries that previously pushed women to only be of certain category.

This to say, there are indeed a lot of subculture under the umbrella term like hime, rokku, agejo and such.

My guides start from here on. When you first decide to start gyaru fashion I suggest you explore your options, try our different styles, fave fun and go with what works for you.

There is a lot of misconception that just because you prefer one subculture more doesn't mean you are lesser knowledgeable in other subcultures. You are free to do what makes you happy and pretty because gyaru was the staple for just doing eccentric fashion, it was never about rules and policing others. The culture was born because they opposed Japan's view of women. When women were forced to be me meek, sensitive, weak, soft spoken... Gyarus were the opposite they were loud, brash, tanned and knew how to have fun.

Gyarus were safe space for women who didn't want to be judged and just wanted to have fun.

Of course when you start out you always can look at tutorials and what not but remember to always feel pretty and enjoy what you're doing. Stop thinking and flush out people who police you about "wear this" "don't wear that!" "Wtf don't buy this!" "Are you stupid? You don't even own any brands wow you are not a REAL gyal" and the most funniest part is that these things come from just foreigner gyals.

As a person who also lived in Tokyo for a while and used to practically live inside Shibuya 109 I can assure you that Japanese gyals will NEVER EVER say anything like foreigner gyals and police you because they genuinely want you to have fun, gyals out of all people are no. 1 in not caring about rules and just doing it purely for fun.

Back then if you went to Tokyo then you could see every sub culture co existing and hanging out sharing tips, sharing clothes from different brands and hyping each other up.

Never feel you are less or unworthy, never listen to people who tell you, you are doing it wrong because you mix 2 sub cultures in your fashion.

Live your truth and enjoy. You are the most prettiest gyal ever. Live your life full slay.

In conclusions I just wanted to post this so newer gyals don't feel pressured or scared to know and explore more of our beautiful community and for old gyals to remind them once again what a beautiful culture we chose to follow and how fun they really are.

Love you my gyals, let's keep this community thriving <3

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curapicas · 2 months

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Oh look, the donghua is doing the heavy lifting for me and juxtaposing them on its own volition. (kind of a continuation of this)

Plot-wise, Li Tianchen's relationship with Lu Guang hinges basically on trying to manipulate and hurt Cheng Xiaoshi to do his bidding through hurting LG (worth noting this implies an understanding of such attachments, and the viciousness stems from a certain resentment of it + his twisted personality). I don't even remember if he's aware LG also has powers.

but tbh the funniest thing coming out of LTC vs CXS&LG is that, in a weird way, he was actually letting off his anger on the "right target", kinda? Technically? Of course I'm not saying LG deserves it nor that LTC was being anything but unhinged. But I do believe there's more than meets the eye (and probably informs the ways Lu Guang can be confronted on the narrative, more on that by the end)

Bc this show is competent, many characters have parallels with each protagonist, and LTC-LG are no different. There's a post I couldn't find that went on their reactions to their most precious people dying in front of them: whereas LTC loses all hope, LG has the means to go back, and thus doesn't even try to let go. Alas, they're both tacticians who, despiste meaning well for LTX and CXS, end up manipulating them into inaction/ignorance;

And they do so bc both feel adrift and out of options - but the show focus a lot on how powerless LTC feels about his life for it to not be a big factor. LTC fights so hard for a modicum of control that I don't even think it registers how he impacts LTX, meanwhile LG has so many variables stacked against him and his empathetic partner that he ends up prioritizing CXS' survival, even above their connection (he keeps to himself Emma's death, for example)

In the twins past, LG was the one that guided CXS into staying on task. And before that, he hid the photo even from the police. Tbh he'd never see it that way, but isn't this accidentally the best revenge for his stabbing? lol

Either way, LTC loses his hope, blames CXS and believes him to be what LTC hates the most, a nice guy who's secretly a jerk. Except. Who is actually closer to this description? A guy who can be polite but will stay passive if that affects CXS too much, to the point of lying about saving Chen Xiao's mom?

Curious to me he was also pretty straight forward in calling LG a jerk, and maybe it's just because LG botched his kidnapping attempt. But maybe he has pretty good instincts bc I don't think he even knows why he hates the man so much, lol. After all, for all Li Tianchen knows, everyone is a jerk who stands by and watch.

And maybe it makes him even angrier because he finally met someone who also has powers and is willing to call him "friend" and "play" with him. Considering his one friendship was with Liu Xiao, someone he's aware has plans, he might've even considered to have his own pet project on CXS. But the thing is, this person already seems to have a way more genuine friendship, and it's with LG.

Summary: LTC, if only he knew, would hate LG for not changing his past + being a guy who's very much capable of standing by and watch + having an actual friendship with CXS

DISCLAIMER: I think on his own right, Lu Guang values kindness in general. But LTC's vision is too black and white to even account for that.

While I'm on the topic of LG: while his passivity keeps him from being of any effective help to the twins, he's also keenly aware of the butterfly effect and that he could possibly make things worse instead, something CXS has been confronting throughought the story.

And yet. His objective is what ultimately makes us see this approach as instead of wise, more akin to the desperation of a grieving man - not unlike LTC who by the end of s2, gives up altogether of hope and follows the Big Bad. Besides, it somewhat clashes with the fact CXS actually does make a difference for the clients, be it by making the past more tender (Chen Bin's wife has sweeter memories, Dou Dou's life was actively made less worse) or the present better (lesbian noodles make up, Dou Dou's father and Qiao Ling reconcile), which is also something LG is aware of, since he agreed to deliver Chen Xiao's messages. So far I don't personally see a clean, objectively correct approach, thus I'm willing to bet it'll be whatever is diametrically opposite of Liu Xiao's, lmao

-kinda unrelated, but I've seen people mentioning an interview where Li Haoling-laoshi (aka the director) said he tweaked a little with Li Tianchen before s2, and he was meant to be (even more) obsessed with Cheng Xiaoshi, making this whole post even more hilarious

#link click #shiguang daili ren #li tianchen #lu guang #it's not easy to be the Yearner of a duo but someone's gotta do it (in ltc's case I'm talking about hatman)#the way ltc jumped in front of his family as a kid vs the way lg comes to cxs' rescue with a kick both remind me of lx jumping in water #but this comparison leads me nowhere except 'heroic rescue' so I'll leave it be #and now I've accidentally opened up a parallel between LG and LX too. oh boy #I've been /rotating/ these characters in my brain and the amount of words shows this

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ahsokasupremacy · 9 months

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Alright, here are my Top Ten funniest guesses (+1 that I bet nobody ELSE will guess) for who Inquisitor Marrok actually is!

You are most welcome to correct me or let me know who YOU think is most probable.

And just to challenge myself, I’m NOT putting Ezra. Because that would be too obvious.

1. Barriss Offee

I’m serious when I say that this is probably the most likely.

We know that she is a very important character in Ahsoka’s life, the writers could be trying to mislead us into thinking that the Force User is a man when really we have no confirmation that they are. Plus Dave Filoni has said in interviews that he refused to have the character make cameos just because he wanted to save her for later. Also, many people already speculated that Barriss became an Inquisitor after Order 66, explaining the double-sided Inquisitor lightsaber.

2. Darth Maul

Their build is a little too skinny for Darth Maul, and also wow, he must really be getting up there. And also, he died in Rebels. But when has that really ever stopped Disney from resurrecting him? I just think they should keep bringing him back. For the bit. I want the opening scroll for the upcoming Daisy Ridley movie to contain the words “Somehow, Darth Maul returned…”

3. Bo Katan

I highly doubt this because her character arc on the Mandalorian is already concluded, but I can kinda see her doing this as like, a side gig. Homegirl is probably broke from paying off Mandalore’s restoration fees. She’s not a Force User unfortunately, but when has that ever stopped her? I like to believe that Bo Katan simply woke up one day and decided to be Force Sensitive and it all kinda worked out for her somehow.

4. Lux Bonteri

If this is the option David Filoni is going with, BOOO. Yet another character who isn’t Force Sensitive. If you really think about it, Dave Filoni probably wants to include someone with an important history with Ahsoka, someone close to her that she held dear and that betrayed her and that she still has lingering feelings for.

Well actually that person is Barriss, and yknow, she kinda went MIA. Sooo the next best thing we could get is Lux, I guess!

5. Anakin (Force Ghost)

Daaaad, what are you doing here?

Well, the ghosts of Obi-Wan and Yoda told him to fuck off and get a job. So here he is. He’s putting in the work! He’s logging onto his Zoom! Ahsoka is gonna be sooo surprised when he finally takes off the mask and reveals it was him along. Just you wait! It’s gonna be so funny!

6. Korkie Kryze

Now we’re really starting to get big brained here.

In Legends, we have Jacen Solo. In the sequels, we have Kylo Ren.

But in the Brand New Republic era? Hark, a new villain arises. Korkie is embittered about being left behind and forgotten by his biological parents, Satine and Obi-Wan. And now he is out for revenge against all the Force Users and Mandalorians who abandoned him. Mwahahaha. We should’ve known he would turn out like this, he’s a ginger after all.

7. Ventress

This would technically make Dark Disciple non-canon? But I don't think Dave Filoni cares, considering he hilariously made the Ahsoka novel non-canon. Ventress is obviously very powerful and capable of dual-wielding and she would make a great candidate for an Inquisitor. Plus her and Morgan Elsbeth are both former Nightsisters so points for rapport.

8. Anakin’s Evil Clone

Hey, I mean Palpatine HAD to start somewhere, right? He didn’t just create Snoke without practice. I like to think he tried making a second Anakin at first, only to discover that Clonakin was a huge pain in the ass and doesn’t wanna follow orders just sit on the couch all day eating the space equivalent of Hot Cheetos.

9. Cal Kestis but he’s evil now

This one pretty much goes against everything we know about Cal but hey, I’ll take a live action Cal cameo any day now. I’ve been on the frontlines defending my babygirl Anakin since day one, don’t even try to lecture me about the ethics of stanning Darksider Cal.

9. Mara Jade

OK no more messing around!! I'm serious this time!

EVERYONE LISTEN CLOSELY!

I think the reason why Dave hasn't made any references to Eli, or Ar'alani, or Vahnya must be because he grew up on the 80s Legends trilogy (not the canon trilogy). Whenever Thrawn is mentioned, there is a direct reference to Heir to the Empire. The same novel where Mara Jade is introduced as the Hand of the Emperor. Coincidence? I think not! Obviously, this must be part of Dave Filoni's master plan to softlaunch the upcoming top secret Thrawn series adaptation.

10. Starkiller

My only real proof is that his name (Marek, Marrok) kinda sounds similar?

Making Starkiller canon would create a whole bunch of problems for the Star Wars timeline. I think his origin story is too Mary Sue-y for even Dave Filoni to try and integrate into current canon.

However, it would be interesting to see a showdown between Anakin's two former apprentices. Interesting, but unlikely.

And finally, for my last guess, I will tell you exactly who Marrok REALLY is. Kathleen Kennedy told me personally, so don't get mad at me! She said it, not me!

11. Luuke (the clone Palpatine made out of Luke's dismembered hand)

This is the ONLY correct answer.

Us Timothy Zahn enjoyers know that this was really Luuke all along. I told you, Snoke isn't the first clone that Palpatine made! I imagine he had a lot of downtime and got bored and decided to fuck around, and that's how we got Luuke.

And yes, I would cast Sebastian Stan to play him because I'm petty AF.

#ahsoka #ahsoka show #barriss offee #lux bonteri #anakin skywalker #eli vanto #thrawn #mara jade #bo katan kryze #cal kestis #korkie kryze #darth maul #my post #ventress

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cup1dt3a · 1 year

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❤︎Lovely ︎Mistake ❤︎

Summary: An unfortunate accident happened to the perfect of ramshackle. (As always) For they were splashed with a mysterious pink substance that emitted a sickeningly sweet aroma. And anyone that was in the same room as them has gotten a huge lungful of the sweet air. And so on as the smoke cleared everyone’s pink heart filled eyes were now more apparent as they all had locked on one person. You. So how will this unfortunate even of 22 now love sick men frothing at the mouth for you turn out?

” No! I’m the only one fit to marry a person such as ____!”

“ Ha! Now that’s the funniest thing you’ve ever told me! We all know I’m the best person they could choose to marry!”

“ Oh please! I could out do all of you!”

“ Really now? The let’s see who ____ chooses!”

You gulped as you pulled at the collar of your shirt already feeling sweaty from the sudden room of pink eyes longingly staring at you.

What had gotten you into this situation was your idiotic friends. For they had gotten into an argument over what was and wasn’t the right ingredient for the spelling error in your book. And so on Ace decided to add rose petals into your concoction. Because asking the teacher was totally not an option or getting another book. And just as he did your teacher had come over to warn him not to. But alas he had dumped them before Mr. Crewel could mutter a single word. Then the pink concoction of yours had exploded all over you along with a pink mist of what looked like fog covering the whole room. Next thing you know everyone except for your teacher and you are passed out on the ground.

“ Are you sure he didn’t add anything else?” Crewel asked you.

You shook your head knowing that the rose petals were the only ingredient he shouldn’t have added to the mix. And the only one you saw him add on. This caused the man to sigh holding his temples in annoyance that only one student had managed to knock out an entire class. He then scanned over his textbooks shooing you off to go check on everyone while he looked for what this “mishap” of Ace’s could have done to the others. You then went off into the infirmary to go check if your classmates and friends had finally woken up. As you strolled down the never ending halls of NRC you had noticed some students constantly staring at you. Including the hallways seemingly quieter than usual. All you could make out from a few of the conversations were “ oh yeah I heard!…I think they had taken the whole class out or some other first year in…” Seems like the rumors spread around quickly here since now you were the unwanted main focus of everyone. You sped up your pace feeling anxious from the sudden unwanted attention of your colleagues. Hurrying up into the nurses office you rushed to close the door as quietly as possible. As you looked onto the now half empty beds in the nursery. You saw that they were all gone. Not a single bed left occupied by any of the students that had passed out. All except the 5 Heartslabyul members who were still as dead as a door nail. You went over to your friends checking to for any distress as they slept. Thankfully they were all ok. But as one of them started to wake up you noticed a change in their eyes because instead of their usual shade of red it was a hot pink that shimmered as soon as he laid his eyes on you. “ Oh! Ace you’re finally up! Could you please tell me what-“

“ Perfect just the person I wanted to see!” The red head interrupted as he rushed closer to you with an arm around your waist. Weird.

“ Ok? Anyways what all did you put into our potion?” You questioned as he took a moment to think before just shrugging.

Sighing you looked over to the rest of the Heartslabyl members to see some of them start stirring in their sleep. Worried you had rushed over closer to the members seeing if it was perhaps an effect of the potion. But soon after most all of the Heartslabyl members were awake and on you. They were all practically trying to silently fight over your attention on the small bed.

For your comedic duo was on your sides. Ace was on your right; Deuce was on your left. Cater was right next to Ace almost shoving the poor first year off the bed the five of you shared. Trey was right behind you; Riddle was the only one not swarming you on the bed for he was I front of you. All of them singing sweet praises and bolder affections to you.

You think Ace created a love potion for the usually not as chaotic upperclassman would never tag along with the duo’s bs. And mostly knew what personal space was. Trey and Riddle did more than Cater. You chuckled awkwardly at their sweet words. You weren’t used to the attention they had been giving you at all.

As your mind raced with what the hell to do you eventually came up with something you hoped would work as an excuse to leave.

“ I need to go to Professor Crewel’s to uh… get some papers! I had volunteered to help after classes!” You exclaimed tearing yourself from the five men.

“ That’s fine I could escort you there and help _____ .”Riddle smiled with a tilt to his head as he stepped towards you.

“ I think they would prefer if a real man helped then shorty.” Ace smirked as he wrapped his arm around yours. Deuce then added onto the bickering as the dormhead had finally snapped before his vice could calm him. The two boys were collard as you told them you were leaving. You had never been happier that the two were rivals. “ I think they would prefer if a real man helped then shorty.” Ace smirked as he wrapped his arm around yours. Deuce then added onto the bickering as the dormhead had finally snapped before his vice could calm him. The two boys were collard as you told them you were leaving. You had never been happier that the two were rivals.

As you rushed down the hallway to inform the professor what was going on but you had been stopped by none other than the Infamous Leech twins. For Floyd had “squeezed” you tighter than normal smooshing you into his chest. He squealed with joy practically bouncing off the walls as he showed you off to his brother. Treating you as if you were nothing, but a new toy he had just gotten. His brothers childish actions made him chuckle as he tilted your head up with his oversized hand. “ I apologize on behalf of my brothers behavior. But it can’t be helped since he found such a beautiful little fish.” He proclaimed looking down on you as if you were going to be his prey.

“ But because my brother has inconvenienced you why don’t we go to the Monstrolounge and make it up to you?” He added on with a tilt to his head.

His brother nodded his head as they both looked at each other with sinister grins. Agreeing with his twin as you tried to speak up.

“ Wha…What are you going to do?” You hesitantly questioned and soon regretted. The two only looked at each other than back to you with a smirk. While you were smooshed between the two.

“ Well first were-“

” Jade! Floyd! we’ve been over this! Don’t crowd the poor soul.” Azul snapped at the two making the turn their heads.

“ Aww! But we were only playing with the shrimp right Jade?” Floyd pouted still holding onto you like a teddy bear.

His brother shakes his head with a fake tear in his eyes. The two continue to pout as you and Azuki battle them for your freedom of Floyd’s arms. Eventually the eel gets bored of holding you pretty much dropping you into Azuls unprepared embrace. Practically pouncing onto him as support while he scrambles to hold you. Making the two eels laugh at the both of you while landing into your butts.

“Jaaade I’m bored now let’s go!” Floyd moped as he tugged on his brother and him to go.

“Ow! Sorry Azul I really need to get going see you!” You rushed not even helping the poor octopus off the floor

“ This is going out of both your paychecks.” He seethed.

“…FUCK YOU I WORK HARDER THAN ANY OF THOSE ANNOYING SLUGS!” Floyd gasp flipping off the poor man still on the ground.

While the other twin only rolled his eyes before dragging the once again mopping eel with him.

You panted as you finally reached the entrance into Professer Crewels classroom practically slamming the door open. Startling the multicolored hair teacher as he jumped in his seat from you suddenly slamming the door.

“ Well are they ok…did something happen?” He questioned acknowledging your exhaustion from running.

“ Many….Many……gah things happened.” You gasped trying to catch your breath while questioning your cardio.

After giving a whole breakdown in a nutshell to the teacher he only sighed saying just what you thought. Ace had accidentally created a love potion. Specifically one used by the Beutiful Queen herself for it was a perfume that could practically seduce anyone into falling in love with them with only one whiff. The only way to break it was to kiss anyone influenced by the “perfume” but it had to be directly on the lips or else it wouldn’t work.

“So you’re telling me I now have to make out with… twenty two men in only a day? Wow I love the sound of that!” You sarcastically remorsed.

“Not make out! Just a simple little peck or as much as I hate saying this smooch on the lips.” He rolled his eyes at your exaggeration.

“…Wait how weren’t you effected?” You asked slowly backing up.

“…._____ I view you as my own child why would a potion meant for seduction made by the Queen want it to work on their parents?” He asked as you shrugged.

“….Incest?….Ye I’m gonna go…bye.” You said awkwardly walking out the door making the man regret viewing you as his own.

You are going to have a fun time with his huh?

Well that’s the end of this for now reblogs and commentary is very much appreciated!! I will make this a part two! So don’t worry

Hope you all enjoyed this are are having a wonderful Valentine’s if not then 💖💖💖💖 I SHALL VIRTUAL GIVE YOU EVERYTHING YOU WANT BECAUSE YOU DESERVE IT!!!

Sincerely- Cup1dT3a ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚

#twisted wonderland #twst #twst x reader #twisted wonderland x reader #riddle twst #ace twst #twst deuce #twst cater #trey twst #azul twst #floyd twst #jade twst #gender neutral blog #gender neutral reader #Love potion

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honoviadakai · 5 months

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How team Urameshi takes care of a sick person! 🤒

(I’ve been pulling my brains out all day and running a high fever. Instead of you know…seeking medical help outside of a corner store pharmacy…imma let my creative juices flow!)

Cw: mentions of vomiting, flu symptoms, lack of common sense(it’ll make sense when you reach it)

Yusuke:

First off

Why was this the first guy you went to for medical care???

Like he’s not the worst but…

There are better options!

Also, depending on who you are, he might make it worse by accident

Ok so if your a friend, like one of the guys or just someone he’s chill with, just go find an actual doctor

He’s gonna do the bare minimum

But not entirely because he’s lazy

It’s mostly cuz…how the fuck is he supposed to help Jin’s fever when there’s a mini hurricane happening in the room???

Like he can barely take care of a human

How’s he supposed to take care of his demon friends when they’re all different species!?

The best thing he’s gonna do is refer them to Genkai or Kurama

That being said, he does makes an amazing chicken noodle soup!

Everyone gets one big bowl of the stuff when he finds out someone’s sick

Seriously that shit should be labeled as a miracle cure or something

Now if you’re family/a s/o there is a drastic difference

He’s gonna be attentive

But he’s still not gonna know what to do beyond getting antibiotics and soup

So he’s gonna get Kurama, Genkai AND a doctor at the same time

He has faith his friends won’t die from a cold

His family and lover though???

Yeeeeah

He’s gonna internally panic and do what he can to help you recover

It’s a funny dichotomy tbh xD

Kuwabara:

It does not matter who you are to him

You could be a friend, a lover, a family member, a classmate, a coworker, a complete fucking stranger even! Mans ain’t leaving you hanging. Period.

He’s getting all the medicine he can from the pharmacy

He’s making you nice warm soup

If you need to go to the doctor, he’s making the appointment, taking you to the appointment and even attending the appointment with you!

The ONLY difference in who gets what from him is his lover & occasionally his sister get sleepy sick cuddles

His lover is also getting forehead kisses if they ask for it

Yeah, there’s a possibility that he’s gonna get sick later

But he doesn’t care!

You need his help! Repercussions be damned! 😤

Kurama:

This has the funniest dichotomy between friends and lovers 😂

If you’re a friend, he gonna do one of two things

If its just a mild cold, he’ll prescribe some herbal tea he made

You’ll be 100% by tomorrow 👍

If it’s bad like a high fever, he’ll come to your house and be the best doctor you’ve ever had

Like he’s literally a home doctor without the paycheck

Pure professionalism

He comes in, assesses the issues and quickly does everything he can to cure the illness as fast as possible

You’ll be 100% by tomorrow 👍

Now let’s say your family or a lover

He’s at your beck and call 📞 🔔

You want tea? It’s already steeping

You want back rubs? He’s got a rose scented lotion to help ease your aching muscles

You want sleepy cuddles while the meds kick in? Scoot over, he’s cuddling you for the rest of the evening!

He’s low key spoiling you

To be fair…you feel icky, you deserve it!

So just let it happen

You’ll be 100% by tomorrow 👍

…but juuuuust in case…stay in bed till you’re 1000% better 😌

Hiei:

…

Was no one else available???

Is the doctor’s office closed or something???

What chain of events led you to go to Hiei of all people for medical help???????

Like even if you’re his lover…why did you come to him for help on curing the flu????

He doesn’t know what that is!!

Like…if I had to summarize what he’s like when you’re sick….

It’s this

This is the closest to “helpful” he’s gonna be

Especially if you’re his friend/ally

He’s just…not gonna do much…

He’ll maybe go grab Kurama…maybe…

He might just honestly tell him in passing you’re sick and that’s it…

If you’re family or a lover, he’s at least more nice to you

Like he’s actually gonna check up on you

He doesn’t know the first thing about tending to the ill so he’s definitely gonna grab Kurama and basically demand he heals you

He’s not gonna let you out of his sight till he knows you’re 1000% better

He might not be in the same room as you the whole time though

Honestly he might be watching you from a tree a good 5 miles from your house…but he’s still making sure you’re ok

He honestly feels useless so him essentially protecting you is his way of feeling like he’s actually being helpful

Not sure what he’s protecting you from exactly when the virus is already in your body but just let him have it, it’s how he shows he cares

#yu yu hakusho #team urameshi #yusuke urameshi #kuwabara kazuma #Kurama #yoko kurama #shuichi minamino #Hiei #sickness

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olderthannetfic · 5 months

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God.

You know about the recent semi-wank about the unofficial AO3 app? Got people railing up because the dev introduced a "fee" so people can keep reading fucking free fanfiction. Apparently we did learn nothing about the AO3 App Wars years ago.

But the funniest shit I saw is that, I went to the play store and read the reviews, just to see if people were already screaming or something. But I forgot to log in my English account so I ended up seeing the Spanish ones and my god, the dev is also a arrogant POS. One person added the following comment (translated by google because I'm pretty sure that's what the dev used): "It would be nice if you found an option to change the language of the fics". Basically, the person was asking for a translator IN the app. And the dev had the balls to answers "why should I be the one learning Spanish when you coule be the one learning English?".

That's not what the person said. Like not even the BAD translation SAYS that. But oh well, nothing new under the sun of arrogant usamericans being weird about other languages existing.

The person should have avoided that horrible experience with the dev if they used the site since the beginning. But that response was so fucking uncalled for, my god.

Also don't give the dev money????? It's "just" a dollar but like, you don't even have to pay a cent if you use the damn website.

I had no idea there was new app wank. Delicious!

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borathae · 1 year

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↳ Index [Chapter 01 - Anruf]

• Anruf (German, phonecall)

Warnings: yearning, cute phone calls, the Fluff hits right, but also mentions of loss & grief

Wordcount: 7.1k

a/n: and so it starts! aaaah!! I am so !! i can’t wait to go on this journey with you guys!!

“You know what we should do?”

“What?”

“We should order pizza. I’m starving.”

You look at Hoseok standing in the doorway with his phone in his hand.

“I’m down for pizza. You guys?” you say.

“Sure, pizza sounds good”, Seokjin answers you, not looking up from the game he is playing.

“I’ll do whatever you want to do”, Taehyung says, pressing the buttons on his controller aggressively, “why are you so good at that game?” he whines, addressing Seokjin.

“Because you suck”, Seokjin throws back, kicking Taehyung’s character in the face repeatedly.

“Give me a chance, I wasn’t ready”, Taehyung complains loudly, trying his hardest to block Seokjin’s attacks.

You look away from the television, locking eyes with Hoseok.

“What are the options?” you ask him, peeling yourself up from the couch to hurry to him.

Hoseok hands you the menu and together you skim through it while the others continue complaining to each other about the game.

It has been three days ever since Seokjin and Hoseok returned from their journey. Emma wasn’t with them and while Seokjin pretended as if he was alright, he wasn’t. You know that he wasn’t, because Hoseok tells you that he goes to bed earlier than usual and he always locks his door when he does. And that sometimes he can hear him cry.

If Hoseok hadn’t told you, you never would have figured that he was. Ever since they are back, Seokjin cracks the funniest jokes and he makes you laugh with them. Truly, Seokjin is the uttermost funniest person ever, always laughing and joking and laughing some more. The person, who laughs the loudest at his stupid jokes is always Taehyung. Taehyung, who spends most of his hours kneeling under the weeping willow by the lake tending to Jimin’s grave. Taehyung, who put most of the paintings he did of Jimin in the cellar with the excuse of “them taking up space in his atelier”. Taehyung, who sits in silence when he thinks that nobody is watching.

And Taehyung, who has been regularly disappearing into the dark of the night only to return a few days later with no explanation of where he went. He even left for an entire month in late spring, leaving you all alone and sad at the estate. He never told you where he went and what he did once he returned to you and you never asked, welcoming him back in your arms as if he never left. And Taehyung continued his routine of tending to Jimin’s grave and crying himself to sleep in your arms.

You haven’t heard anything from Yoongi and Jungkook either. The last you heard of them was a text by Yoongi telling you that they wouldn’t come home for beginning of summer. You have been counting the days ever since that text. Sixty eight days. Counting gets more painful day by day.

“Pizza’s here”, Hoseok says, pulling you out of your thoughts. They vary between worry for Taehyung and Seokjin and yearning for Yoongi and Jungkook. You thought of the latter right now.

Hoseok jumps up from the couch, “I’ll get it.”

“Should I come with you?” you offer.

“No, I’m good. It shouldn’t be too heavy.”

And with that Hoseok disappears out of the living room, leaving you alone with Taehyung and Seokjin. They are in the midst of starting a new game, joking with each other way too much. You watch them, feeling sad. They are pretending that they were okay when they so clearly weren’t. You know that they do, because you have been doing the same. You pretend to be strong for Taehyung, because you know that he needed you to be strong for him, when in reality you are plagued with heartbreaking insecurities day by day. Many nights you wonder if Yoongi had already forgotten about you. You wouldn’t even blame him if he did. Your good times with him were brief and over way too soon. If he forgot about them again, you wouldn’t be surprised. You haven’t told Taehyung about your worries yet. Why should you? Your stupid, childish insecurities feel miniscule compared to the loss he suffered. It would be selfish of you to burden him with your worries when he lost so much more. So you hug him as he cries and then cry in the bathroom when he wouldn’t hear you.

Hoseok returns with the pizzas, putting them on the coffee table.

“I gave the delivery guy a big tip because he gave us extra pickles on the pizza”, he explains, opening his carton, “waah, look at that, it looks delicious.”

“I still don’t get why you would put pickles on your pizza”, you mumble, biting into your slice of margarita with corn deliciously.

“You put corn on yours. You aren’t better”, Hoseok murmurs with a pout.

“Corn is really delicious. What are you on about?”

“As are pickles.”

“Touché”, you snicker and look at Taehyung and Seokjin, “do you guys want a slice too?” you offer them your slice.

“Yes, thanks for ordering Hobi”, Seokjin says, taking a huge bite and humming dramatically, “waaah so good. That fits my taste so well”, he says extra happily.

Taehyung takes a slice of Hoseok’s pizza, eating it with his signature chewing pout, “indeed. This pizza is very delicious”, he agrees with happiness in his voice.

You exchange a look with Hoseok. He thinks the same as you. Why are they pretending when it is so obvious that they are in pain?

“You know what we should do tomorrow?” you say.

“No. What?” Hoseok asks.

“We should go somewhere nice and spend a good day together. I bet we could”, you stop talking when your phone begins ringing, “excuse me, someone’s calling me”, you say, looking at your screen, “holy moly.”

“Who is calling you, sweetest?” Taehyung asks.

They all stare at you in question. You are gawking at your phone. Flabbergasted. Shocked. Dumbfounded even.

“Holy cow”, you press out.

“What’s happening? Who’s calling?” Hoseok asks.

“Yoongi.”

Your lips curl into a smile.

“Oh my god, Yoongi.”

With tears in your eyes you pick up, leaving the room in big steps. The others and the pizza are forgotten for now.

“Hello?” you almost yelled the word.

Your breath is held. Your heart is pounding. Your fingers, although clammy, grasp the phone with almost inhuman strength. Will he sound just as sweet as you remember him to sound?

“Hey.”

The sound of him. That distinct, comforting sound of him drags you to your knees. You fall, finding support atop the marble stairs of the entrance hall. They are cold against your naked thighs, but you barely even feel them.

“Yoongi, holy moly it’s really you.”

“Yeah, it’s me.”

“Oh”, you press out.

Now you are safe. You are warm and safe.

“Are you crying?”

“Yes, I missed your voice so much.”

“Don’t cry, princess.”

Princess. It is one word, eight letters. Insignificant if one may look at it in the grand scheme of things, but it is the most important in your world. Oh how you missed hearing him call you like that.

“Yoongi, I miss you”, you sob softly, “please say something.”

“Say something? What do you want me to say?”

“I don’t care. Anything. I just want to hear your voice.”

“Mhm, anything”, a short pause where he listens to your sniffling, “hey, princess”, he says in his soft, calming voice, “don’t cry. You’re making me feel bad for calling.”

“I can’t help it. It’s just so much, I’m overwhelmed.”

“Don’t be. I’m here now.”

“Why did you take so long to call?”

“I know, I’m sorry.”

“I accept it, just…don’t take so damn long again.”

“I won’t. I’m sorry, I should have called sooner.”

“Yes, you should have.”

You lower your head, sniffling into your palm as you wipe at your nose.

“Hey ___, don’t cry my princess, I’m here now.”

Truly, it feels as if he is engulfing you in the warmest hug right now.

“I know”, your trembling lips curl into a smile, “Yoongi, I want you here. Actually here. With me, so I can hug you.”

Silence at his end. Then a quiet sigh.

“Me too. A hug sounds so nice right now.”

The small tremor in his voice doesn’t go unnoticed by you.

“Yoongi, why do you sound so sad? What happened?”

Silence. Perhaps he is flustered by the worry in your voice. Perhaps he wonders if you truly saw right through him already.

“I’m just…”

Faltering.

Silence.

Two deep breaths.

“...I haven’t slept in weeks, so I tried tonight. To get my energy back. But I can’t…I can’t fall asleep.”

“Oh Yoongi, I know how you feel.”

“I can’t stop thinking. I’m not shutting up.”

“That’s awful. Tell me about it.”

“No I…actually, fuck”, he lets out a tired laugh, “I wanted to deny you, but that’s literally why I called you in the first place.”

“Yeah?” you give him a sweet laugh, “you’re cute.”

“Mhm.”

You shift into a more comfortable position, relaxing your fingers around your phone just slightly.

“So what’s on your mind? Tell me.”

“I’m tired.”

“Oh no, I’m sorry.”

“I’m tired of all those fucking failures. It’s like he is gone. As if he left this realm. How hard can it be to find one man? Especially when this man leaves trails of bodies everywhere?”

He huffs out air.

“So many times I almost had him, ___. So many times I had your freedom between my fingers only to watch it slither away again. Fuck”, he presses out the last word, “fuck, I’m so mad. I just- urgh, I just want to fucking break something.”

“Don’t. I don’t want you hurting yourself.”

Yoongi laughs. After that laugh comes a deep breath and long exhale. It seems that your words helped him calm down.

“I’m so tired”, he whispers, sounding more defeated than angry, “I should just give up and accept that he will always best me.”

“No Yoongi, don’t say that. You’re a billion times better than him.”

“So why can’t I catch him? Why can’t I…” his voice stutters, a trembling inhale follows, “...why can’t I keep my promise to you?”

A second of heavy silence where you can hear Yoongi exhale shakily.

“I promised you that I will make the world safer for you and I’m failing you so much. I’m sorry.”

“You’re not failing me. I already feel ten times safer ever since we started this phone call.”

“You do?”

“Yes, I do.”

“Fuck”, he presses out and sniffles loudly, “I wanted to be quick for you and I just”, he pauses.

“It’s okay, Yoongi”, you whisper, but he doesn’t hear you.

“I have to break this promise, ___. I don’t think I can be quick. I’m sorry”, he whispers.

“Oh…” you bite back your tears, “...I understand. How long are you still going to be gone?”

“I don’t know. The rest of the year maybe? Perhaps longer? Perhaps till next summer? Next Christmas? I don’t know, I can’t tell you”, he says with painful regret in his voice.

“Ah, okay. I see…”

“I’m sorry.”

“Don’t. It’s not your fault.”

“Please don’t cry”, his voice is barely there.

“I’m trying”, you sniffle.

The conversation should be over, but neither you nor Yoongi want to end it. Too big is the yearning for each other, too good does it feel to hear the other’s voice again.

“Where are you guys currently?” you ask him.

“Berlin. The city’s nice. My German’s so rusty though.”

You chuckle, “I didn’t even know that you could speak German.”

“I know too many languages. Long life and all.”

You laugh because you liked the joke. Yoongi chuckles softly.

“You’re so cool, Yoongi.”

He stays silent, most definitely flusters.

“Mhm.”

More silence. You have started to pick at a thread on your shorts. Tugging at it seems to loosen more and more of the shorts’ leg frilled hem. You don’t stop, even if the damage is very visible to you. You just need something to distract you from the aching hole in your chest only his presence could fill.

“I want you here with me”, Yoongi’s voice was barely a whisper.

“What?” you ask.

“I want you here with me. In my arms and against my chest. I miss you so much. Your warmth and your smell and your face. I miss you. I just want you here with me.”

The confession sits heavy in the air. Having Yoongi so openly admit his yearning for you feels unfamiliar because he never did so before, but more than anything it makes you miss him even more.

“I miss you too, Yoongi. So much. I barely have any of your clothes left which smell of you.”

Yoongi laughs, but it is filled with sadness.

“At least you have something. I have nothing.”

“Did you forget?” you ask.

Yoongi knows the deep meaning behind it.

“No, just…memories aren’t real. And they’re cold. I want your real smell with me, the one filled with warmth.”

“God damn it Yoongi, don’t say that.”

“I’m sorry, I know I say so much. Fuck, I’m rambling like an idiot. I think the sleep deprivation is making me chatty. Sorry, it’s not like me.”

“That’s fine. I like talking to you.”

“Me too.”

“I prefer to do it in your arms however.”

“Yes”, he agrees and sniffles.

“Yoongi, can’t you take a short break? Just for a few days come home to me.”

“I can’t. We have a lead and it sounds so promising, I have to chase it.”

“Can’t you chase it another time?”

“I really can’t. I’m sorry.”

“Mhm, whatever.”

Silence.

“I’m sorry”, he whispers.

You sigh, “no. I’m sorry, Yoongi. That was unfair to you. I know you have to chase it. I shouldn’t have dismissed you like that. I’m just so…sick of not having you with me.”

“Me too. I’d fall asleep so easily if you were with me.”

“You know that I’d pet your hair and scratch your scalp if I were?”

“I know, princess. I’d want that.”

“Me too. I bet your hair is so much longer now.”

He chuckles, “I’m not letting you near it.”

“Why not?”

“Because you’ll ruin it. I told you before.”

“You meanie. I’m great at cutting hair.”

“Mhm maybe”, he says and snickers.

You giggle, hugging your own waist. You imagine it to be Yoongi instead.

“Oh Yoongi, I missed hearing your laugh.”

“Me too. I love your laugh.”

He makes your heart flutter. Sleepy Yoongi is honest, so you realise.

“Where are you right now?” he asks you because he wants to hear your voice again. You were not the only one having missed his voice. Yoongi was aching for a sound of you just as much.

“The stairs in the entrance hall. They are kind of cold on my legs.”

“Are you sitting on them?”

“Mhm yeah, I didn’t want to stand. I came here because I wanted to be alone.”

“So Tae is still with you?”

“Yes. The others too.”

“Really?”

“They came back last week and came over for dinner tonight. They live at Seokjin’s place again while they’re trying to figure out if they should try again or not.”

“So he still hasn’t found her.”

“No, he hasn’t.”

“Maybe he should give up. Emma probably changed. He will only get disappointed.”

“I guess, but he is hoping that she didn’t.”

“Mhm, I get it”, he breathes out loudly, “it seems that we are all chasing some sort of stupid lead then.”

“I guess, yeah.”

“I’m sorry, am I boring you?”

“What? Why would you?”

“I don’t know, because I’m asking stupid questions like where are you like some desperate idiot who can’t take a hint.”

“Don’t say that, Yoongi. I’m happy you want to keep talking.”

“Okay.”

He seems to shift in bed as the sheets make the faintest of ruffling noises. Then a small yawn.

“Did you just yawn?”

“Yeah. Sorry, I’m getting sleepy.”

You smile.

“Good, that means the call’s working.”

“Yeah, I guess.”

More ruffling of sheets.

“Shit princess, I don’t want to end the call.”

“Then don’t. I’ll stay with you as you fall asleep.”

“Mhm”, he lets out a breathy laugh, “I can’t believe I’m actually doing that.”

“Doing what?”

“Just…wanting to stay on a call with someone. It’s so silly.”

“No, it’s not, you’re just a grumps who thinks it silly.”

“I’m not, stop”, he whines, making you giggle.

“Sorry. Gosh, you’re so cute.”

“What are you doing?” he asks as he hears the distinct sound of your naked feet walking around.

“I’m going to your wing, I want to pretend to fall asleep with you.”

Silence.

“That’s stupid”, he mumbles, sounding so cute and tiny that you just know that he is pouting in shyness.

“Maybe, but we have to make the best out of the situation.”

“I guess.”

“I’m renovating my wing these days.”

“You are?” he asks, listening to you opening his door. He imagines you wandering through his hallways. The thought is relaxing him because it makes him feel closer to you.

“Yes, it’s so much work oh god. I really underestimated just how big Jimin’s wing is. I barely even got one room finished and bear in mind that’s only the bathroom.”

“Are you doing so much? Jimin’s wing was in a good state, wasn’t it?”

“Yeah, but it’s kind of…covered in blood at some parts. Although some is an understatement. The blood has soaked into the joints and wood in most rooms.”

“Ah. I forgot that he was a disgusting bastard.”

You snicker.

“Gosh Yoongi, you have such a loose tongue sometimes.”

“I know. Sorry, I’ll curse less.”

“No, it’s fine. You’re hot when you curse.”

He chuckles lazily, “you’re something else.”

You turn the lights on in his bedroom. There you are again. Just like almost every second night, you find yourself in his bedroom with its ocean blue walls and azurite curtains. You have developed a great liking for blue these days because of his bedroom. Blue calms you down. Just as Yoongi does. You hurry to the bed and climb on top of it, pulling the blue satin sheets over your body.

“Ah yes”, you say and sigh.

“What are you doing?”

“I’m in your bed”, you say and giggle.

Yoongi smiles in his tiny, depressing single person bed. He strokes his hand over the empty sheets next to his pillow, wishing for just a touch of your hand.

“Is it comfortable?” he asks.

“Yes, but it misses you.”

He chuckles, “my bed misses me?”

“Yes, it says that it’s way too big for one person and that you should be here with me.”

“I’m sure it says that”, he says and feels giddy in his chest.

He has his phone on speaker ever since you left for his wing. It rests beside him with a dark screen. Yoongi reaches for it and begins dancing his fingers up and down the screen, imagining it to be your face instead.

“So now we are falling asleep together”, you say.

“Yes, right. I don’t think I ever did something like that.”

“Me neither”, you giggle.

Yoongi isn’t aware of it, but you are doing the exact thing to your phone. Looking at it with longing eyes while you imagine the hard, cold screen to be his soft, delicate features instead.

“Your phone bill is going to be so much.”

“I don’t care.”

“Mhm”, you say and snuggle deeper into his pillow. It doesn’t smell like Yoongi these days because you had to wash his sheets a few times already. But the thought that this was Yoongi’s pillow is enough to make you feel closer to him. It is also a terribly comfortable pillow. Yoongi truly knows comfort.

“How are your plants doing?” he asks you.

“So good. Oh Yoongi, you should see how green the greenhouse is these days. I also have so many room plants in my wing. It’s almost a jungle these days”, you tell him in a shy laugh.

Yoongi laughs with you, finding immense happiness in the thought that you are making part of his big castle your own. This is all he wants. For you to find your home in his belongings. After all, he doesn’t want to share them with anyone as much as he wants to share them with you. That is also why he loves the thought that you regularly wander around his wing, because it means that you see it as part of your home as well. Yoongi likes that thought.

“I can’t wait to see them”, he says softly, closing his eyes with a content smile.

“Me too, you’ll be so impressed.”

“Of course I will”, he whispers.

“Yoongi, are you falling asleep?”

“I think.”

“Gosh, okay I’ll talk quietly from now”, you whisper.

“You don’t have to, just talk comfortably. I can fall asleep even if you yell.”

“Really?” you snicker.

“Mh-hm, I’m so fucking exhausted. Ever since my emotions are on, I feel my insomnia so much. When I’m tired, I get so fucking tired.”

“But that’s good, at least like that you get your sleep. It’s important to sleep, even for a Creator like you, Yoongi Boongie.”

Yoongi twists the sheets upon hear his nickname. It is just two words, thirteen letters but they make him feel so alive. And tonight they bring tears of yearning to his eyes. They roll down his cheeks and soak his pillowcase.

“I know. I think I can do it tonight”, he says and yawns.

You yawn as well, smacking your lips afterwards, “good. Yoongi, lets hold our own hands and pretend that we are holding hands instead.”

Yoongi smiles softly and intertwines his own fingers. You do the same.

“Okay”, he whispers.

“Are you doing it?”

“Yes, you?”

“Yes, I’m currently giving your hand a little squeeze.”

Yoongi does it to his own hand and with his eyes closed it almost feels as if you were truly there with him squeezing his hand.

“I can feel it”, he breathes, “I’m caressing your knuckles.”

You caress your own knuckles, shivering because it feels as if he was doing it to you.

“It’s nice, Yoongi”, you whisper, feeling droopy in sleepiness as well.

“Yeah, it’s nice.”

“Good night, Yoongi”, you tell him before it is too late.

“Good night, princess”, he answers you then smiles when he hears you make kissing noises.

“I just smooched your cheek.”

“You’re adorable”, he says and makes a tiny kissing sound as well.

“Where did you kiss me?”

“Don’t know. Forehead or the tip of your nose. I like them both.”

“Then give me another kiss.”

“Mwuah”, he says quietly and oh so cutely.

You giggle, “you’re so cute Yoongi Boongie”, you say, squeezing your own hand oh so tightly.

“You too, princess”, he lulls, his head feels so droopy in sleep.

And so it happens that you and him fall asleep whilst holding your own hands and listening to the other’s changing breathing.

Sunlight is waking you the next morning. You forgot to close the curtains last night and now it is shining right onto your face.

“Mhm”, you let out, opening your eyes and closing them instantly, “ah too bright.”

“Good morning.”

You peel your eyes open.

“Yoongi?” you gasp, lifting your head.

“Hey.”

“Oh my god”, you reach for your phone, checking your display. Eight hours and forty minutes and the time is still going, “you are still here? Good morning.”

“I’m still here. I woke ten minutes ago and waited for you to wake up too.”

“Oh my god, you are so cute. I don’t know what to say”, you feel tingly all over, “did you sleep well?”

“I did. Like a stone.”

“Good. I slept well too, but I’m so hot right now.”

“Why?”

“The sun’s shining right onto my face. It’s too hot. I think I’m going to get sunburned.”

“That’s not good, you should stay in the shadows. Skin cancer is serious.”

You chuckle, “gosh, you sounded like such a dad right now.”

“I did not”, he gasps.

“Yeah, you did”, you giggle, “thank you, Yoongs. I’ll try to stay in the shadows.”

You hear sounds from his side of the phone. It sounds as if he is sitting up and doing something.

“What are you doing?” you ask him.

“Opening the blinds. Ah fuck, it’s so sunny”, he says and groans.

“Is it so bad that it’s sunny?”

“Yeah, hurts and it’s hot. I don’t like the sun.”

“Okay, but it’s only hot because you are always walking around in long black clothes. You’re basically a heat magnet.”

“Hey.”

You snicker, “I’m just teasing you.”

“Whatever, you’re a brat.”

“No, I’m not”, you giggle and sit up as well, rolling out of bed, “do you want to listen to me make breakfast?”

“Sure, what are you making?”

“Mhm, I don’t know yet. My preferred breakfast would be you, but you’re not here so I have to be creative.”

Silence.

“Yoongi?”

“You’re so stupid”, he murmurs, sounding flustered.

You snicker, “did I fluster you right now?”

“No? I never fluster.”

“Of course not. Not you, not at all”, you tease him, which makes him sigh in annoyance.

“I see that sleep has made you playful.”

“Yeah, I slept so well, so I feel good.”

You lock the door behind you and store the key in your shirt’s front pocket. You take on the way to the kitchen.

“Did I tell you already that I also planted so much food?”

“You did?”

“Yeah, outside. In the garden behind the greenhouse. I planted so many fruit plants and lots of vegetables too. But they’re still really small because I started way too late. I have to start in early spring next year.”

“That’s so great, princess. I’m sure you’ll get so much out of them.”

“I really hope so too. I’ll make lots of jam from my berries and then you can try them too.”

“No, you shouldn’t. Just eat it yourself.”

You roll your eyes at him fondly. Of course he would deny you.

“Well, I’ll still feed it to you. Maybe I’ll just put it on my lips and make you kiss me.”

“Princess…” he warns, making you snicker.

“I’m just messing with you again.”

“I know”, he chuckles quietly, “you’re so cute, my princess.”

“You’re cuter, Yoongi Boongie.”

“Mhm, no.”

You smile because he is so adorable.

The kitchen is filled with sunlight. The windows are open and a soft breeze is making the curtains dance. Someone must have opened them. None of the others are here however.

“That’s weird”, you say.

“What’s weird? Are you okay?” Yoongi asks you, voice spilling over in worry.

“Yes, don’t worry. It’s just that the windows are open, but nobody’s in the kitchen.”

“Ah, I see.”

“I’m sure they’re somewhere else.”

“Probably. Do you spend a lot of time with them?”

“These days more, yeah. You know, Tae and I started university again to help Tae take his mind off of things, but we’re on summer break these days.”

“You started university again? Why would you do that to yourselves?”

“I mean, why did you do that yourself last year?” you ask in a chuckle.

“I was only doing that to make sure Namjoon didn’t either kill or turn the entire campus”, he says, very obviously pouty.

“Gosh yes, that makes sense. Is that why you always napped in our human anatomy classes?”

“You remember that?”

“Yeah”, you giggle, “I thought that you were so rude at first.”

“Ah shit, sorry”, he lets out an embarrassed laugh, “I’m embarrassed now.”

“Don’t, it’s okay. I was a rude bitch to you too.”

He chuckles, “no it’s fine. I can still remember when you slammed your books on the table. I’m telling you my princess, I wanted to slam you on that table when you did that. I spent my entire night having to compel the entire rugby team to forget about Namjoon almost killing their captain and then you slam your books on the table.”

“No, don’t tell me that. I didn’t know”, you whine, “gosh Yoongi Boongie, I feel so bad now. I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay, I wasn’t actually sleeping either way. I don’t do that, you know me.”

“Mh-hm yeah”, you smile, “of course my big, strong Creator doesn’t sleep.”

Silence then a little huff of air.

“Whatever”, he mumbles, kicking his feet in the air at the aspect of being your big, strong Creator. He is resting on his tummy as he does it, grinning to himself.

You giggle, “you’re so cute, Yoongi Boongie. Gosh, I was honestly always asking myself what exactly you were doing all day, but now I know. Did you have to do a lot of work?”

“Yeah. Namjoon’s such an idiot, you know? He and Jimin always caused some sort of ruckus and then I had to clean it up or fix it.”

“Gosh, I’m sorry. That must have been so much work.”

“Yeah”, he whispers, “you know, I saved you from Namjoon once.”

“I know, I’m still so grateful for you. You looked really hot in your mask, by the way. I’m a little sad that I didn’t ask you for a dance back then. Maybe we could have fallen in love magically that night.”

“No, not the masquerade ball.”

“The thing that followed?”

“No, uhm. Nevermind, forget it.”

“Nono, now you have to tell me. What do you mean?”

Yoongi huffs out air in defeat, “I saw you sitting at a park bench with him once. He was touching your thigh and you looked confused and talked about experiencing memory loss, so I made sure that you were safe.”

“I don’t understand.”

“I drove you home and then made sure that you were safe. You acted really out of it and I knew it was because he messed with your mind, this cunt.”

“Wait”, you realise a few things, “do you mean that time I was at the library?”

“Were you at the library before? I saw you sitting on a bench outside the library.”

“Yes exactly. Namjoon made me follow him outside and made me feel as if we were dating. Oh my god, Yoongi”, you gasp, “you saved me again? Once I knew what had happened back then, I always wondered why Namjoon would compel me to go home and sleep it off.”

“No, he was trying to turn you that day. He told me once I confronted him. I told you to go to sleep and think that it was all a dream in order to protect you from our secret.”

“Holy shit. Wow okay, I just felt cold shivers run down my spine. This is so scary to imagine. Yoongi, I could have been a Glutton by now if you hadn’t saved me.”

“Yeah well, I’m sorry I didn’t do so sooner.”

“No. No, you were early. You saved me, thank you so much.”

“I just want to keep you safe.”

“I know and you do. Gosh, now I miss you even more. Yoongi, you are so unfair, you can’t just tell me that you have always been my protector when you’re not here. I want to hug you until you have to physically fight me off.”

He chuckles, “I’m sorry, I know. I don’t know why I told you, it’s so cringe. I never show off with shit like that.”

“You just wanted to impress me, be honest”, you say, finally jumping off the kitchen island to prepare yourself a cup of tea. You have been kicking your feet like a lovedrunk teenager for way too long and you are craving tea.

“Maybe a little”, he confesses, “are you making tea?”

“Can you hear the water cooker?”

“Yeah.”

“Mhm yeah, I’m making tea.”

“That’s good. What kind?”

“Tae got me this really expensive black tea from India and I’ve been drinking it every morning.”

“That sounds very good. Do you like it?”

“Yes, I like it a lot.”

“That’s good to hear. Does he treat you right?”

“He’s still really sad because of what happened to Jimin, so he hasn’t really been the same than he was before, but he is trying.”

“I see. Grieving is the worst.”

“Yes, it is. I’m worried for him, you know?”

“Mhm.”

“I cannot even imagine how it must feel like to lose your best friend after so many centuries together.”

“Yes, it’s hard.”

You pause. You wonder if he agrees with you because he understands how Taehyung feels. After all, there were times where he considered Namjoon to be the closest to a best friend he ever had. He told you so himself.

“Do you want to change topics?” you ask him.

“What do you mean?”

“I feel like our conversation is becoming so sad. Do you want to talk about something else?”

“Yeah, I think I’d like that.”

“Well, then tell me about Kook. How is he doing?”

“He is doing really well”, life returns to Yoongi’s voice.

“Yeah? Really?”

“Mhm, he is making lots of progress. He wanted to go to a club in Berlin a few nights ago because he learned how to kiss humans without biting them. So we went and he kissed a few people. He was really happy that night.”

“Gosh that’s so good to hear. I’m happy for him. You teach him so much, Yoongi Boongie.”

“No, it’s not much.”

“Oh hush now”, you say, preparing your tea as you are talking, “but you in a club, huh? Did you make out with someone too?”

“No of course not, why should I have?” he sounds offended.

“I don’t know, maybe you’re already forgetting about me.”

“Shut up, that’s not funny. I could never”, he grumbles, making you snicker. It was supposed to be a joke, but it still feels really good to finally have the spoken proof that all your insecurities were wrong. He didn’t forget about you yet.

“I’m sorry, gosh, I’m sorry. That was a terrible joke, I admit it.”

“Yeah”, he mumbles and huffs out air, “maybe I’ll make out with someone later though.”

“Now you’re just messing with me”, you say in a cackle.

“Yeah, I am”, he laughs, “it’s not funny, is it?”

“No, gosh let’s never do that again”, you snicker and Yoongi snickers right with you.

You sit back down on the kitchen island, tugging at the thread of your pants leg again.

“Shit, I miss you”, Yoongi says, “I just wanna kiss you, princess.”

“Me too, Yoongi Boongie. It’s so unfair.”

“Yeah, it’s so unfair”, he agrees.

“How long are you still staying in Berlin?”

“Princess, I told you, I can’t take a break.”

“God why?” you whine, “I just want to kiss you, my Yoongi.”

“Me too and then fuck you against a wall.”

“Jesus, don’t say that so casually.”

He chuckles lazily, “sorry, I was thinking about making out with you and let my tongue run lose.”

“Goddamn you, now I’m all hot.”

“Sorry”, he snickers, “you are so cute, it’s fucking unfair.”

“Why?”

“Because I can’t pick you up and hold you”, he whines.

“Then come back to me.”

“Princess, stop trying to tempt me”, he warns in a raspy voice. He makes you laugh.

“Okay, okay. I’ll stop, I’m sorry.”

The alarm for your tea goes off.

“Is your tea done?” Yoongi asks.

“Yes. The alarm startled me”, you confess, holding our phone with your shoulder as you finish the tea.

Yoongi chuckles. He has his phone on speaker as he is busy putting on his clothes. He knows that he can’t talk to you for long anymore. Responsibilities are waiting for him. He wants to cancel every single one of them and hurry back to you. He really does. He hurries to the bathroom as he listens to you open the fridge and then pour milk into your tea. You stir it. The spoon makes a sound each time it hits the mug. Then he hears you slurp and hum.

“Is it good?” he asks you.

“Yes, really good. It carries a hint of vanilla in its aftertaste. I really like it.”

“That sounds very good. I’m glad you like it.”

“What are you doing?” you ask him, hearing sounds in the background.

“My hair. I have to leave soon.”

“What? Really? Why?” you gasp, “don’t go yet, please.”

“I have to, my princess. I’m meeting up with an old acquaintance who will help me hunt down a few of Namjoon’s followers.”

“I see. I’m so sad now, I don’t want to stop talking to you.”

“Me neither. I want to talk to you all day”, Yoongi says, flustering you greatly.

“You are so cute”, you whisper, eyes flitting to the doorway. The others are entering the kitchen. You give them a nod as a greeting.

“Mhm”, Yoongi hums, “did someone just join you?”

“You can hear that?” you gasp.

“Yeah.”

“Yeah, they all joined me. They are saying hi.”

“Tell them I said hi too”, Yoongi says, “hey, princess?”

“Yes, Yoongi?” you ask him, hurrying out of the kitchen for privacy.

“I really have to go now. I’m already running late.”

“Do you really have to go?”

“Yes, I’m sorry.”

“I understand”, you say, huffing out air, “can you promise me to call again really, really soon?”

“Yes, of course. I’ll call you tonight.”

“I would love that. Maybe we could do a video call?”

“I’d love that, my princess”, Yoongi says with an obvious smile in his voice, “but I really gotta go now, Kook’s been knocking since five minutes.”

“Yeah okay, you have to go”, you pout, “gosh Yoongi Boongie, I’ll miss you like crazy all day.”

“Me too, my princess.”

Silence filled with yearning.

“Uhm…I hope you have a good day today”, he whispers.

“Me too and I hope you stay safe”, you say.

“I will. Until tonight.”

“Yes, till tonight. I love you Yoongs.”

“Me too, my princess”, he says and makes kissing noises.

You retort them, giggling which makes Yoongi chuckle fondly.

“Later, my princess.”

“Yeah, later.”

The phone call ends. You look at the screen. Nine hours and twenty minutes. It feels like too little time. Oh how you miss him. But you also feel happy. Yoongi hasn’t forgotten about you yet.

You giggle happily, stroking your finger over the now dark phone screen.

“I’m his princess”, you whisper, wiggling happily, “oh, he is so awesome and cute and amazing”, you say, hurrying back to the kitchen afterwards.

“Good morning guys”, you greet them, picking up where you left off.

“Good morning”, Seokjin greets you, busying himself with making coffee.

“Good morning, sweetest”, Taehyung says, acting as if he was alright by sending you a bright smile.

You turn on the toaster, getting two slices of wholewheat toast ready for their little tan. You also take out butter and the last slices of turkey ham.

“Did you talk to Yoongi?” Hoseok asks, “you were suddenly gone last night and we couldn’t find you anywhere.”

“Yeah I did. Sorry, I was in his wing, talking to him”, you say.

“Uuuh all night long?” Hoseok asks, wiggling his brows.

“No, we actually fell asleep and continued the conversation today”, you say and sigh sadly, sagging your shoulders.

“What’s wrong?”

“I just miss him like crazy.”

“I get you. Does he already know when he’ll come back?”

You shake your head, “maybe he’ll take till next Christmas. I don’t know how I should handle that”, you say, plopping down on top the kitchen island next to Hoseok. You lean closer to him, resting your head on his shoulder, “I miss him so much”, you whine.

“Poor ___”, Hoseok says, patting your cheek, “it sucks to be separated from your lover, I get it.”

“Me too”, Seokjin agrees and sags his shoulders sadly, “guys, I can’t give up on Emma yet. I cry everyday because I miss her so much”, he finally confesses.

“Really? What do you want to do?” you ask him, reaching over the counter to hold his hand. It feels good to have him confess his feelings. It means that he is finally ready to accept help.

“I have to leave again and look for her. I don’t want to accept that this was it. That she is just gone”, Seokjin says.

Taehyung sits down on the counter next to him, swinging his legs back and forth mindlessly.

“Do you think that she will want to see you again once you find her?” he asks.

“I can’t think of that yet. I have to find her first.”

“Of course.”

“Where are you going to next?” you ask Seokjin.

“Berlin. I haven’t looked there yet.”

“Berlin? That’s where Yoongi and Kook currently are”, you gasp.

“Wooah, hardcore coincidence”, Hoseok says.

You all exchange a look.

“Okay crazy idea, but what if we all go with Seokjin and surprise them?” Hoseok suggests.

“Hobi! You are a genius!” you exclaim, “are you guys down? Please say that you are down!”

The vampires exchange a look.

“I’m down”, Hoseok says.

“I’d be in Berlin either way, so yeah”, Seokjin agrees.

“Tae?” you ask him, “please?”

“Maybe a change of scenery lessens…the pain”, he says, touching his chest.

Hoseok reaches out to give him a soothing touch.

“You guys are the best! I’ll call Kookie right away and organise the surprise”, you babble, jumping from the counter to hurry out of the kitchen for your phone call.

“Well that was quick”, Hoseok says, “I didn’t think that she’d like the idea so much.”

“I did. I miss Emma like crazy, so I get her”, Seokjin says, turning his attention to Taehyung afterwards. He places his hand on his thigh, “I’m sure that you are right and a change of scenery will do you well.”

“Do you truly think so?” Taehyung asks quietly.

“Yes, I really do”, Seokjin gives him a little smile.

Taehyung retorts it, “thank you. I really hope so too”, he confesses.

“Okay good news you guys”, you enter the kitchen again, “Kook is down for the surprise and he’ll make sure that they’ll stay in Berlin until we arrive. I’m already looking up tickets. Should we go by train or plane? I’d be down for both.”

“I have never seen you be so passionate about anything”, Hoseok teases, which earns him a look from you.

“That’s not true. I’m passionate about many things. Now concentrate. Bus? Plane? Train? Car? What should we do?”

“Okay, okay fine. Let’s plan this trip”, Hoseok gives in with a fond chuckle.

You spend the entire day planning and preparing for your trip to Berlin. Later that night Yoongi calls, painting the brightest smile onto your face. You end up talking until you both fall asleep. Your surprise trip to Berlin you keep from him even if it was terribly hard to do. You are oh so excited to see him again.

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eerna · 5 months

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I love how you just pointed out that the Hero’s Aspect opens the door for theorizing because like…for all the stuff that is unexplained in totk, I actually like it that way BECAUSE I can make theories, you know? I feel like people wanted stuff shoved in their faces and just chalked it up to “Nintendo is lazy” when they didn’t get that.

I am sort of split between the sentiments? Some unexplained things are soooo fun to explore and analyze because like you said, it is not in-your-face obvious what they mean and they could mean a million different things! They exist, they are there, they were definitely put in the game to be noticed, and yet they weren't explained. For example, the Hero's Aspect, or the connection between dragons and Zonai, or the exact locations of the ancient palace and temples and other places we see in the Tears. I only need a little clue and I will be thinking about it for months, exploring and looking and reading and having so much fun without EVER having my theories proven right. Headcanons are fun!!! Imagination is fun!!! BotW and TotK lean into it with their entire weighs. You make your own story in these games.

On the other hand, some things are sooo weirdly retcon-y, even when only compared to BotW. Why does the Zonai Forgotten Temple predate the Loftwing-style Forgotten Temple and doesn't even feature Hylia's statue? Why are we establishing Rauru as the one from whom Zelda inherits her sealing powers instead of Hylia? Why is Gerudo King Ganondorf given a totally different backstory to the one he had in BotW? The funniest thing is that these issues are so easily fixed. Reframe the beginning of the cutscene so we never enter the Forgotten Temple proper and stick to the Zonai rooms. Make Sonia the one with the sealing powers and the Zonai ancestors the one with the time powers. The Ganon one is not from the main game and is instead from the Creating a Champion book so it can technically be overlooked, but still, big L for me and every other person lovingly thumbing through that book.

And then there is the third option, some things are double-edged from the get-go. I don't need an explanation for where the Sheikah tech went - obviously it was either dismantled or repurposed, and the PurahPad and the towers still work powered on the blue source so it's not like it magically disappeared... But what happened to the Divine Beasts, the enormous semi-sentient machines that def can't be dismantled like that???? Couldn't SOMEONE maybe mention that they idk. Went unresponsive when the shrines retracted so they hid them away until they are needed again. OR, why does only half the NPCs remember Link, instead of either everyone forgetting or everyone remembering him and avoiding this weird distance created by half-assing it? Basically, I totally understand why people don't like it because I also dislike it, it's not game-breaking but why not just go all the way.

This was a long-winded way to say that while I absolutely agree that the speculation and theorizing is one of the most fun parts of both the games, it is also disheartening to be tripped up by the devs throwing their own lore in the trash, so I sort of get the complainers. I don't believe in the Big Timeline and will never complain about games not adhering to it, but I am pretty disappointed the devs didn't pay closer attention to keeping the lore clear between sequels at least, ESPECIALLY because it's so clear they were wonderfully pedant about other parts of it.

#eernask #eernanon #eernask talk loz #eernask talk totk #the zonai made soooo much sense as sequel foreshadowing in botw bc they established their presence in hyrule from the get-go #there should have been NO need for retconning!!! they had it ALL set up!!!! so why

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Excuse me?? Go on?? I wanna know about those headcanons

Also i appreciate bringing my by now old art back to light ^^

OHHH U WANT HEADCANONS?? [cracks knuckles]

(also ofc dude! u shld thank @/creaturevoiddweller for putting it on my dash tho hehe)

ANYWAYS THE HCS UR DRAWING SPECIFICALLY LINED UP WITH ARE:

Moon being taller/generally bigger than Sig…normally i’m not feral over height differences but god theirs drives me insane

Moon loving the stars. I feel like after her collapse, they were one of the few things that brought her comfort. Within canon I’m pretty sure you can see the stars even during the day (they’re green too!! super cool) so she loves to study them and their movements. The rare occasions when the rain comes after night falls are her favorites, being able to see them more clearly in the dark always excites her. Going on a lil stargazing date would probably melt her heart !!

Sig being fucking whipped for Moon 😭 this is a fucking given but him being distracted and at Moon instead of the sky because she considers her prettier than even the starts makes me. AUGH.

(More general hcs below the cut so this post doesn’t become a million miles long)

Sig learns to knit and makes Moon a scarf and a couple cloaks after her collapse. He actually has a lot of hobbies because he doesn’t think the great problem is solvable, nor does he really care to solve it anyways. He even says he’s got “nothing better to do with my time” when Suns asks him if he’s going to purpose another messenger. Meanwhile Suns says “you have two options, do nothing or work like you’re supposed to” in terms of what to do with your time.

Moon loves picking Sig up/holding her/generally grabbing her n throwing her around because she’s actually quite strong and Sig is smaller than her. Sig does not mind in the slightest.

They’re both interested in bioengineering. Sig more so, but Moon mentons Rivulet’s interesting adaptations and knows a lot about the flora and fauna of the world. I think they bonded over this quite a bit.

Speaking of, Sig was also a more medical-oriented facility. Pebbles mentions that he “was not a medical facility even when the equipment was functioning” to hunter, so the iterators may have had more specialized niches as the generations went on. Therefore, she becomes the sort of defacto “puppet-doctor” of the local group, helping to fix things like broken joints or umbilicals after the ancients disappear. Also just the slag reset keys in general. I have a drawing about this I’m finishing soon so watch out for that hehe

Moon’s kindness absolutely rubbed off on Sig. When he first got put online, she interacted with him a lot as his personality core was still developing, and he picked up on some of her traits. In terms of age I see their group as Moon and Suns (gen 1), Sig and Chasing Wind (mid gen) and Unparalleled Innocence and Pebbles (final gen).

SIG TEACHING MOON STUPID GAMER LINGO AND UWU SPEAK CAUSES A DISASTER IN THE LOCAL GROUP CHATS. The first time she says “poggers” sends everyone into an uproar and Sig gets multiple DMs being like “WHY ARE YOU LIKE THIS.”. Sig thinks it’s the funniest shit in the world.

Moon is a lesbian, Sig is a bisexual gender-fluid disaster. I’m sure you can tell from my rambles I use he/she/they/it pronouns for her.

Moon’s nickname for Sig is “doll”. “Little thing” is also a common one, since Sig jokes that his gender is just “thingy”.

I can’t think of any more but thank you so much for the ask!! I love these two so fucking much and getting to ramble about them makes me so happy, especially because I’m absolutely suffering on my period rn and it distracted me from the pain. I love ur art sm!!!!

#rain world #rain world downpour #lilypad rw #nsh x lttm #looks to the moon #no significant harassment #headcanons #rw #letters #TY FOR THE ASK HEHE

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So for NYE some pals and I had a slideshow party (where each person puts together a 5-10 minute slideshow presentation on whatever topic they want and we all present) and the topic I chose for mine was The Top Ten Chuck Tingle Books I Want To Read. I said I would share it here if this is the topic I went with, out of some other fun options like "why peanut butter should be in s'mores: I am right and all of you are wrong", "paw patrol and the patriarchy" and "top ten funniest pride clothing i've found online." The Tingler topic won, so without further ado, here u go pals:

The Top Ten Chuck Tingle Books I Want To Read, by Hank - a NYE Presentation

(Be warned this is a long post, all slides have IDs for accessibility)

[ID: The title slide of my slideshow which reads: The Top Ten Chuck Tingle Books I Want To Read: A Definitive Ranking based on Title, Cover Art, and Vibes alone, By Hank. The slideshow background, called "couture," is a black background with a fancy white overlay embellished with different kinds of patterns. It gives a sense of fashion and flair for the dramatic. It is the same background for every slide. End ID.]

Number Ten - Eaten Right by the Mysterious S Symbol Everyone Used to Draw.

[ID: a slide with the cover of the Chuck Tingle book listed above. The cover shows a curvy woman in underwear, bra, and open shirt smiling and touching her hair. Beside her is a neon teal "S" symbol that was popular in the early 2000s, made by drawing 6 lines and connecting them. Text on the slide reads:

I can’t stop laughing about the S symbol

That’s it that’s pretty much the entire reason it’s on here

(Also the model is v cute)

End ID.]

Number Nine - Taken by the Gay Unicorn Biker.

[ID: another slide, with book cover and text. The cover shows a very muscle-y man wearing low-cut jeans and an open leather jacket, with a unicorn wearing leather and riding a motorcyle behind it. The book cover has a sepia tone. Text on the slide reads:

Very here for the gay unicorn biker

How does a unicorn bike when it only has hooves? Unclear

The sepia tone makes this seem like it’s gonna be gritty in a fun way

End ID.]

Number Eight - The Unicorn Them Fatale Pounds My Non-Binary Butt Mysteriously

[ID: another similar slide. The book cover on it shows a non-binary person wearing black skinny jeans and a black vest and thin black choker sitting on a bar stool. Behind them stands a pink anthropomorphic unicorn wearing shiny leather pants and a black long sleeve crop top. The cover gives off noir vibes, while simultaneously giving off goth or emo vibes. Text on the slide reads:

Very here for non-binary smut

Also very here for this goth/emo unicorn

Them fatale is a fucking great pun

End ID.]

Number Seven - Glazed by the Gay Living Donuts

[ID: another slide. The book cover on it shows a shirtless man looking over his shoulder seductively. He is surrounded by glazed donuts, with a white kitchen in the background. Text on the slide reads:

I am but a simple person who likes donuts a lot

The donuts look very tasty

The use of a donut in the word donut is A++

I want to know if the sex gets more creative than just fucking a donut hole (I suspect it will, because it’s Chuck Tingle)

End ID.]

Number Six - My Dungeon Master Is a T-Rex Rules Lawyer But Fortunately I Rolled A Crit On The Pound My Butt Check

[ID: another slide. The book cover on it shows a man wearing a kilt, wide leather belt, and metal pauldron extending to armour over his left arm. He is otherwise shirtless, and smiles while giving a thumbs up. Behind him is an anthropomorphic dinosaur wearing a business suit. They stand in an office. Text on the slide reads:

As a dungeon master this is hilarious

SO curious about the contrasting costumes, and whether or not they also LARP

Is the rules-lawyer T-Rex also an actual lawyer?? Read on to find out??

End ID.]

Number Five - I Freed This Handsome Cargo Ship From The Suez Canal But Now He's Stuck In My Butt

[ID: another slide. The book cover on it shows a shirtless man with a very hairy chest wearing boxers and standing with one hand on his chin and the other on his hip. Behind him is a photo of the Ever Given cargo ship, with a face photoshopped onto the front of the ship. Text on the slide reads:

The Ever Given my beloved

Kind of in love with the face just stuck on the front of the ship

Very curious about the plot lines

That dude’s chest hair is a+++

End ID.]

Number Four - Moby Butt

[ID: another slide. The book cover on it shows a woman wearing a bar maid style period clothing of dress with a tight bodice over a lacy white off the shoulder shirt, as well as a black choker necklace and an eye patch. She crosses her arms and looks coolly at the camera. Behind her is a scene of a stormy ocean. Floating in the water is a butt that has a smiling face photoshopped onto it. Text on the slide reads:

This is a GREAT bodice ripper type cover – just look at her dress! And her eye patch! And the stormy seas!

It legitimately took me a while to realize there was a butt in the seas but it looks very happy

I’ve never read Moby Dick but what better way to start than with a lesbian smut parody

End ID.]

Number Three - Canada Pounds My Butt and Covers My Pancakes with Real Maple Syrup in an Erotic Way also it is Delicious

[ID: another slide. The book cover on it shows a shirtless man who has a bodybuilder physique standing in front of a road intersection in what looks like the Canadian prairies. A map of Canada covered with the red and white Canadian flag, but with a smiling face photoshopped over where the maple leaf in the flag should be, floats behind him in the sky. Text on the slide reads:

As a Canadian I feel contractually obligated to want to read this

Also I love that it’s just a map of Canada with a face

Here for the prairie setting

Also for the maple syrup and pancakes lets be real

Canada deserves all the gay sex

End ID.]

Number Two - Bisexual Polyhedral Role-Playing Dice Orgy

[ID: another slide. The book cover on it shows a shirtless man with washboard abs standing in a living room with white walls and white furniture. He has his hands on his hips and looks off to the side with a somewhat disintrested expression. Floating around him are a set of seven blue polyhedral roleplaying dice. Each dice has been photoshopped to have a human face on it. Text on the slide reads:

Super curious about how dice fuck without any body parts other than faces

The dice all look remarkably horny even if the young man does not

Love me some bi representation

I got bi pride dice for Christmas and now I will imagine they are in this book

End ID.]

Number One - A Butt In the Mist: Stirred to the core of my bodice by the Duchess Triceratops of Helena

[ID: another slide. The book cover shows a woman in a slutty steampunk costume consisting of underwear, garter belts, a leather corset vest top, an ascott, white gloves, a top hat, goggles, and a cane. She stands beside an anthropomorphic triceratops wearing a full-length period gown with puffy sleeves. In the background is what looks like a castle in the mist. Text on the slide reads:

The costuming is fantastic

It gives very steampunk vibes which I’m into

Feels like there will be good plot and romance and intrigue along with the smut

Who doesn’t love dinosaurs?? Especially dinosaurs in costume??

End ID.]

And last but not least - Honourable Mentions

[ID: a slide showing three Chuck Tingle book covers, with no text besides the title "Honourable Mentions." The books are:

My Macaroni and Cheese is a Lesbian and also she is my laywer, which shows a woman in lingerie posing beside a large bowl of macaroni and cheese that has a human face photoshopped on it.

Pounded by the realization that Chuck Tingle's erotic works are a singular piece of art that skewers conservative fears of moral decay by re-purposing them as the promise of a sex-positive utopia. It shows a shirtless buff man with a neutral facial expression standing beside a book that has a bearded face photoshopped on the cover.

Petrichor is a lesbian and she gets me off in a cozy way during a much needed rainstorm. It shows a woman in white underwear, ribbed crop top sweater, and stockings beside a large raindrop photoshopped with a smiling face on it.

End ID.]

Honourable mentions chosen because I love Mac and Cheese, Petrichor is one of my favourite words, and also because the one about his erotic works speaks deeply to me as someone who also sometimes writes smut.

For those curious about my ranking system - I read through the entirety of Chuck Tingle's works on Goodreads, picked the ones the spoke to me the most, and then loosely ranked them based on what I'd want to read first. I didn't go with the more meta or political parody ones, because while I love them, they're not what I'd look for in smut.

Thank you for attending my presentation, go forth and read all the smut

#chuck tingle #tinglers #slideshow #presentation #long post #described

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