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ichchasharma-alevel-media · 1 year

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EdITING dAY 2

SOUNdS ANd COLOURS

We went on to start with colour grading as I already had in mind what colours and tints we will be using.

Each scene was shot in the correct lighting and matched its mood thus we only had to enhance most of the stuff. The first half was in a yellowish orange tint as I opted for a warm colour since the mental illness had not hit her with full force and there was still a little bit of comfort and bliss.

As things process this shade keeps getting darker until it reaches the last scenes where we used the lights with red gelatin paper. Thus this shows a gradual progression of things getting darker and more red- an indicator of caution and danger becoming more prominent.

The office scenes also used a more bluish-green cool tone to show detachment since Jay started with being cold and annoyed to his sister. He has also lived a rather harsh life with the high dependency of his sister on him.

One of the flashbacks used a dark pinkish tint, while she was sobbing. From my director's POV I thought this color symbolised nostalgia and longing for what her life could have been had she not had such neglecting parents. The next flashback had a very greyish dull tint correctly symbolizing depressive flashback. I also really wanted a sepia vintage filter which correctly labels these scenes as from the past.

The film was now missing one extremely important thing- sound. Without the correct haunting music or romantic one so many scenes feel incomplete and can be interpreted differently. Since putting music is also a time taking task we had already made a list of what kind of sound tracks we needed. This was all non-diagetic music which we were going to be downloading from the web.

This is the background music we used. It is long enough, that we could select parts of the soundtrack for different areas. As the director sound is also soft so that it does not interfere with the dialogues, but visible enough to make its haunting presence known and therefore thought that it works.

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This soundtrack had its 'bam' and very abrupt cresendos which were needed for different scenes like when Samaira suddenly gets up. There's no dialogue here and I wanted the sound to take the front seat and hold greater significance here thus this was a very loud sound track.

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The scene where she texts her brother, needed chat bubbles to be edited on, which we would put the next day.

The next soundtrack we used was one that I personally really wanted. The instrumental intro of the song 'lovely by Billie Eilish' We needed a soundtrack that fit well for a scene where she was grieving and where she was exhausted with life since the same audio will carry forward to the next flashback. This song was both heartbreaking and was able to pull off the feeling of emptiness. This sound was matched with the next audio for the build up. One of the flashbacks , the depression one, needed a clock as water mark to show passing by of time. This we would edit and put the next day.

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For the next scene something slightly dramatic was needed for this as it is finally the haunting presence can finally be seen. It is a significant scene and thus the previous song 'lovely' and this audio had a very eerie build up which matched the visuals. I also wanted the build up to end with abruptly because Samaira has a very soft but important dialogue, when she speaks to the shadow. Since the sounds here slightly over lapped each other a little bit of sound mixing. This scene was a confirmation of her accepting fate and needed to be emphasised and so we decided not to have any audio when she starts talking. Thus this audio made sense.

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Apart from soundtracks we needed small audios for a lot of things like pouring water, footsteps etc. For this we could use either foleys or downloaded music, I started making a list of all the different areas of the scene we would require a foley for, to get ready to put them the next day

After this we went on to put in the title and credit slides. After searching it seemed like a good idea to add the title on the black screen after she shuts her drapes, this could then cut to her pulling the kettle which also started with a black screen and made sense. From the director's POV when Samaira shut the drapes was a kind of symbolism to her start to shutting down the outside world and reality. It seemed fitting to remind the audience of the title at this point. We already knew what our film name was going to be- the important part at this point was the formatting. We stuck wit a black screen since it easily got connected to the next scene's black screen. Another reason as the director was that since we decided to write Saaya in white over a complete black screen it gave off the effect of something being tainted- in this case Samaira's soul. Its like Samaira's logic and any thing good represented by the white font had gotten over powered and submerged in the wholly black background.

The font style we used was bold and slightly chalky. This gave a ragged feel and looked good. I also wanted a small phase under the title. I created a few options and sent them to discuss it with the group.

We finally decided on- A dark destiny. As the director my thought process was since Samaira was fighting an internal war with her demons. A war she thought was inevitable. It was like her 'destiny'.

We put the credits in the end and got a little creative with it. The last scene was when Samaira stabs herself and Jay immediately screams her name. We carry forwarded the audio of him screaming on the credits.

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lokiondisneyplus · 3 years

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Although Loki has been a fixture of the Marvel Cinematic Universe since 2011’s Thor, the character has never had his own musical identity. That all changed with Loki - the Marvel Cinematic Universe’s latest Disney+ series - and the music of Natalie Holt. The innovative, versatile score is a perfect match for the God of Mischief’s sensibilities and is easily among the best sonic works we’ve heard in the genre.

As such, we were excited to sit down with Holt to discuss the inspiration behind the score’s instrumentation, sticking up for her music in late-night dub sessions, and being part of the MCU.

I want to start right at the beginning. What was your reaction when you booked the Loki meeting?

I just knew that it was the biggest opportunity I'd ever had, and I really prepped hard. I went into the meeting with my ideas really fleshed out, and quite a lot of my responses to the script seemed to by some lucky coincidence fit with the directors. That was cool. I then got to do the pitch after the meeting, so I had to score the time theater scene in episode one, and I totally went to town on that as well. I really wanted this job so much because I felt that Loki was a great character and I was a big fan.

You and director Kate Herron were immediately on the same page in regards to using a Theremin for Loki. What was it about that instrument that appealed to you for this project?

A friend of mine had sent me ‘The Swan’ by Clara Rockmore ages ago, and I just loved the sound of it. I had also been listening to lots of BBC Radiophonic workshops, and I'd seen this documentary about Delia Derbyshire as well so I had all these 1950’s, analogue-y synth sounds buzzing around in my head. Tom Hiddleston has a Shakespeare-like quality to his performance, so I thought this needs to have some kind of classical, weighty grandness. So it was a fusion of those two things.

You weren’t on set for Loki, and I know that is something you like to do. In the absence of that, what sparked your creativity the most?

It was engaging with the character in a really deep way. The storyline really got under my skin and inspired me. I had the Loki theme in the pitch, so that’s been there from day one. And as for the riffs in the theme, I feel like Loki is the Salieri to Thor’s Mozart, so I was listening to lots of that. There's a bit of ‘Ride of the Valkyries’ by Wagner in Loki’s theme as well. That was all in the pitch. Then I had a month to write the suite. That was the Mobius theme, the Sylvie theme, and the Variant theme.

For all the hi-tech stuff we see in Loki, the TVA is also very analogue in some respects and you’ve clearly taken that into account with the score. How quickly did you catch onto that and are there any other ways that are reflected in your score?

I sampled lots of clock-ticking sounds. I worked with Daniel Sonnabend - he’s got lots of old analog tape machines - and we were messing around with that. The tape machine player almost became its own instrument. We had this big church bell for the timekeepers at the beginning of episode four. That was sampled and then downgraded, so it gets glitchy as it goes on to signify what’s happening in the story. I was just messing around with a lot of that in the background, and it's all over everything. There's always an urgency and a time-ticking feeling in the background of lots of tracks.

How long does one spend listening to samples of clocks before you find the right one?

I've got a lot! I'm sure they'll come in handy at some point.

I’ve read that you wanted a score that “reflected Loki’s personality.” What were some of the characteristics you were looking to emphasise and accentuate with your score?

Something that I touched on with Kate, from reading the scripts for the very first time was Anthony Burgess’ A Clockwork Orange. In that film, Alex commits these horrendous acts and he's extremely violent, and yet somehow you connect with him. I feel like Loki is the same. He's a likable villain. In the series, he comes to terms with his fallibility and it is quite painful for him. So I suppose my job is to help him reach those emotional depths. When he sees his mother in episode one, his past is calling to him and that's when we hear those haunting Norwegian instruments that suddenly seem to shine. Yearning for your mother is something we can all relate to.

We’ve spoken a bit about the use of the Theremin. What drove your selection of the other instruments?

I did this amazing lockdown project for an ad agency. They kind of got all of their artists to play Pass the Parcel with a theme, and we just did this lockdown piece. I'm not sure how successful it was, but the person that I got sent the material from was Charlie Draper who's a theremin player and a theremin enthusiast. So he was in the back of my mind, and I knew I really wanted to collaborate with him at some point. He played on my demo. And then the Norwegians... I saw them at a concert in Stoke Newington about three years ago. They're in this group called the Lodestar Trio. They're amazing, and they play with Max Bailey. I've known him for years, and I just went to this concert. He did all these interpretations of Bach, but with a kind of Norwegian folky twist. I just loved the instrument combination of the Nyckelharpa, the Hardanger fiddle, and the violin. It sounds mystical and magical and amazing. It felt like the perfect pairing with Loki’s past.

I read that you started with the finale and worked backward. Is that an unusual way of working for you or do you do that often?

This whole show has been a departure from anything I've ever done before, in terms of the scale of it, and, you know, the resources. It's all just been different. I think Kate and Kevin [Feige], the producer, saw it as a six-hour film. They didn't want it to be a TV show. The thing about scoring a film is that you do have that time to really craft themes and to have more of an overarching narrative than you sometimes get to do in TV because there's usually a quicker turnaround. And I guess because of the pandemic as well, I had more time.

I didn’t want to just work my way through the score in a linear order. I wanted to know where I was going and then seed it. I think writing a suite before starting on a picture, and having those themes in my mind before seeing the footage was super useful as well. I think I'm always going to do that from now on.

Are we ever gonna hear the full suites somewhere down the line?

I had never done one before. And I was like, “have you got any examples from anybody else?” So they sent me suites from a couple of other composers, like Ludwig Göransson’s one for Black Panther. I was totally geeking out on that. I heard Mark Mothersbaugh’s suite for Thor: Ragnarok as well, and that was kinda intimidating. But it was really good to hear that they've all gone through this process.

You get to see these epic moments in Loki before there’s any music to it. Was there any particular moment you watched that you were excited to work on?

I read the scripts, and I had Mobius in my head as something very different. I saw him being a bigger person who was quite slow, like a kind of cheeseburger-eating cop. The way Owen Wilson brought that character to life was so brilliant, as was the chemistry between him and Tom. I loved watching their bromance. It was really fun to score them as their relationship blossomed. When Mobius is pruned, that was so awesome. I loved episode four. I had seeded everything and built their friendship up. That moment where Tom walks down the corridor in slow motion with tears in his eyes… I loved scoring that.

Loki is a man of many multitudes, and the show goes down a lot of strange avenues. I love the tracks where you really get to do something different from the main body of the score, like ‘DB Cooper’ or ‘Miss Minutes’.

I had a bit more time for episodes one and two. Like, I had a month to score episode one. By the time I got to episode six, it was really frantic. So, with the tracks you mentioned, I just had the time to do it. Kate was like, “we've got a source track that sort of works, but wouldn't it be really fun if we could do a version of it with the Loki theme?” And I was like, “yep, cool, let's try it.” It was one of the upsides to the pandemic, that we had more time to work on it and do stuff like that. I did a film before with where I got Chris Lawrence - he's like a bass player in London, and he plays in orchestra’s but he also plays at Ronnie Scott’s - and he did the baseline on ‘D.B. Cooper’. He’s so good. And I sang on that track too!

‘Miss Minutes’ felt like a moment to tip your hat to those sci-fi shows and do a pastiche. So I got the theremin and the choir and had some fun with that piece. And again, that's got the TVA theme in it. I think that’s really nice, and it's something they did with WandaVision as well. There's cohesion in the score. Even when you're hearing this jazzy track, you're still getting the Loki theme and you're hearing a different side of his character.

You mentioned how you had more time to score the earlier episodes. Was there anything positive about having less time on the later episodes? How do you prefer to work?

I remember reading something about people who can see colours with music. I feel that I have the same thing with a scene. I can watch a scene and I can start hearing it in my head, and as I get more into a project... I remember watching episode six, and because I was so into the project and into the characters by that point, I was like, that's what needs to happen. I could hear it as I was watching it. I feel like sometimes if you’re spending ages working on something, that instinct can get a bit boiled down. Episode six felt like my most instinctive version of the music because I didn't have time to fiddle around with it. It just felt like that was my very undiluted response.

I like it. Natalie Holt uncut.

I just kind of sketched it all out on the piano as I heard it. It was very quick.

How long did you have to work on that particular episode?

I think it was a week. It was a very quick turnaround with the orchestral recording, and I thought we were going to need more time.

How involved were you with the track Tom Hiddleston sings in Asgardian?

They had found a Norwegian song, and he'd already recorded it. I was like, I think we need a musician in the background. There should be someone on that train who’s a little bit drunk and has an instrument, and it's a kind of space-age fiddle, and they're going to accompany Tom in the scene and I think that's going to really help. Kate and Kevin were like, yeah, that could really work. So I did a few versions where I just took what Tom had done, added some violins, and then improvised a bit in the middle where Loki sings to Sylvie. And they're like, yes, we've got to do this. So they went back in and shot a pickup of an alien musician in that sequence because I insisted. I really wish it was me!

We know that season two of Loki is in the works now. They better have you on camera.

Oh my god, I'm so up for it!

How did you find it working remotely? Were you involved in the mixing stage at all?

It was kind of frustrating. Getting picture to work in the orchestral recording sessions was a problem. Marvel is very strict about how a picture goes out because they don't want any leaks, so that was quite challenging. I could never send people the picture to play with. It's kind of nice for the musicians to come in and see what they're playing against, but there was none of that. That was a bit of a downside. With that said, it was easier to get hold of people because everyone was at home and really happy to be working. I don't know if I'd have got the job had it not been for the fact that everyone was suddenly happy to accept more remote working than they would have done in the past. So I feel like it's opened some doors. The frustrations and the benefits seemed to be in balance.

Speaking of opening doors, you’re only the second woman to compose an MCU score (Pinar Toprak scored Captain Marvel in 2019). That feels significant.

We're in a time, certainly, where I think people are very consciously opening up opportunities to all sorts of people that wouldn't have had those opportunities before, which I'm really grateful for. A few years ago, I wouldn't have gotten this opportunity until a bit further on in my career. So it accelerated things. We are moving forward. But the thing that I really struggle with… I went to a state school and I got scholarships to study music. It wasn't prohibitively expensive to go to university. I did a master's and I didn't come out with 30 grand of debt. The opportunities are here for me now, but I think if I was young and I wanted to go to film school I wouldn't be able to afford it.

So what bothers me is social mobility. I still think we're opening up our industry, but we're not supporting people being able to study music and being able to get into film, and being able to spend those years doing low-paid jobs from the ground up. I still think we've got a long way to go with that. But I think at my age and my level, I'm just privileged that I did have those bursaries and those opportunities to study music, and I hope they're still there for my daughter's generation.

You have a lot of synths in this score. How tricky was it to find that balance between the classical and modern instruments?It's a blend. There’s some in-the-box stuff. Some of the synths are recorded, and then I ran them through the analog tape machine to dirty them up. I've got a Juno 60, so I've got some analog synths going on. It's such a weird process, isn't it? Creating something and being like, no, that's right! Jake Jackson - who mixed the score - must feel like I’m a complete control freak. I was like, “yeah I really like your mix but can you just go back and basically listen to my demo?” I was quite specific with him. He did an amazing job. The D.B. Cooper track... I cannot believe that he made it sound like that. I've never worked with him before, and handing your work over to an engineer does feel a bit like, oh, how's this gonna be? But it was a really, really great experience, and I think Jake is a genius. He really gets it, and he was really collaborative and respectful of my intentions with everything. I never felt like he was trying to put his mark on anything. It was a really smooth part of the process.

What conversations do you have about how prevalent your music is in the mix when it comes to the TV side of things?

I was so obsessed with Loki that I couldn’t let it go. I went to the dub even when it was two o'clock in the morning. I just wanted to check in and I was calling Kate and asking her, “please can you turn the music up here?” I was like a dog with a bone until it was ripped out of my mouth and they were like that’s it now, this episode is locked. I definitely fought for things to be turned up.

You had a 32-piece choir for the last 2 episodes. What was it like to get that recording in? Are you watching as they’re recording it from a remote location?

They were a Hungarian choir. The male singers could really go down. I was adding notes in at the bottom for those guys to sing. I didn’t know anyone could sing that low. That was cool. I had never recorded a choir before, so it was a new one for me. I was really lucky to have Andy Brown from the London Metropolitan orchestra. He assisted me with the Brass and singing sessions.

I imagine that one of the cooler things about scoring something like Loki is that you are now part of the wider MCU universe. I think I heard hints of Alan Silvestri’s Avengers cue a couple of times…

I put in a Loki version of the Avengers theme at the end of episode 4. Also, at the very start of the season before the title card, it goes from an Alan Silvestri cue and then segues and then I take it over. It was really cool to get to play around with the multitrack from that. I was always a big fan of the Thor: Ragnarok and Black Panther scores, so those were kind of my inspirations. I was just kind of honoured to be in the same league as those people and those scores because I thought they were great and quirky and had all these interesting flavours and textures.

I love that you’ve been given the freedom to be as bold as you’ve been with your score.

I wanted to do something a bit different, and Marvel's TV ventures... they're wanting to do something a bit different and challenging as well with this new direction that they're taking. It felt like there was a lot of creative freedom being dished out with this series, in every department. Kate was like, “let's try this DB Cooper scene with the theme, if it doesn't work then it's fine.” It was just trying things out and seeing what stuck.

I remember handing over my score for episode one, just before Christmas 2020. I'd scored the whole thing and was very nervous because I think it was the first time Kevin Feige and the execs were going to hear my stuff. I’d really worked hard on it, and it had a lot of live stuff. There was just one note back from Kevin Feige - push it further. I think that's so cool. As we went on the execs were really happy with it, I got calls from Victoria Alonso and Louis D’Esposito [Marvel producers]. They both rang me and just thanked me and they were like, 'we're just so happy that you've taken the ball and run with it'. I couldn't have asked for a nicer bunch of people to work with. I wasn't sure how it was going to be, I was a bit intimidated. I thought it might be a bit more terrifying. But actually, it turned out to be a really amazing, fulfilling experience.

Welcome to the world of Loki YouTube covers! How far down that rabbit hole have you fallen, and how much are you enjoying that side of the MCU experience?

It's really flattering. I’ve posted some of them on my Twitter. It’s just amazing how quickly people will post music from the show after episodes. They sound almost the same as my demo, and they’ve knocked it out in about two hours the minute after they’ve watched the episode.

Once your work on Loki was complete, how did you detox? Do you delete all your voice memos?

I've still got them. The TVA theme actually came to me as I was walking down the high street. I've got some in the bank for the future as well. I'm always noodling and sketching things down on manuscript paper. How do I detox? I just bought a new piano. It’s 100 years old. I haven't had a piano for a bit, so I've just been playing a lot of Bach.

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ohcoolnice · 3 years

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Okay more analyses because I'm doing a police check rn for work and I'm bored and Vincenzo is running through my mind.

Okay so this is just a random thing but I love how Han-seok's haircut symbolises a change in the tone of the show. Shit gets real from that moment on. No one is safe, including Han-seok. I could cry it's so genius.

Now on we go:

Again with the immersive communication, a lot of time we'll get shots on conversation from angles similar to the character being spoken to, in normal scenes, which keeps you in the scene with the character. That's a small thing that's really cool to me.

Notice when someone yells (not always, but often when the yell is meant to be something of an impact, like han-seok yelling at Vincenzo over the phone after almost drowning in the bathtub like a LOSER except he looked really pretty in that scene so oop-) the shot is taken back, usually hidden behind something, be it a staircase or roof rafters, to showcase the seriousness of tone and if you listen there'll be an echo effect added to emphasise that even more. Han seok is an energetic person but that yell was from a place of pure unfiltered hatred.

And the kisses.

Oh god, the kisses.

There have been a lot of analyses about the ep 20 kiss so I'm doing the other one, and then a comparison of colour composition.

Hot damn here we go.

So the first one is sweet, beautiful. We have that GOREGOUS SHOT of cha-youngs heels that tells us she's leaning in and that this isn't a fake kiss. You don't even need to see their faces to read that. And the confetti, the angle, god. Stunning.

You can see from the way the light is captured behind them, the way the confetti falls to a floor that holds only them, from the way there's a sublet focus on Vincenzo's hands when he takes her face in his hands like it's the end of the world and he's drowning (y'all Imma start crying here jfkahdkajs). The angle over sjks shoulder so that we can see what she would look like to him if he opened his eyes, and the same in reverse from her lower angle.

And now, colour. I had to take a whole course on colour composition it was boring as hell but I did learn a lot. Or at least I learned some stuff hahdkshd.

So first of all, think of the insane importance of blue and yellow/orange being complimentary colours. And then think of the brightness of the first kiss and the darkness of the second.

Cue me reading into a scene probably to a ridiculous amount:

The first kiss: yellow and orange, bright, a dark vingette at the edges of each frame. Vincenzo is wearing a light coloured suit and turtleneck, his hair is soft. Cha-young is wearing a suit. ITS AN ART EXHIBIT. ITS AN ART EXHIBIT. IM SCREAMING. This scene says 'the world around us is bleak and dark, let me hold on to you for a little while. Even if it's fake, this is everything to me.'

The second kiss: blue, dark, Vincenzo is wearing his dark mafia boi suit, with his angery boi hair slicked back like the hottie he is. THEYRE AT AN ART EXHIBITION. AN. ART. EXHIBITION. IM LOSING IT. Cha-young is in a dress, she's exposing dem shoulders. A LIGHT VINGETTE on most frames. We STAN THE DIRECTING DECISIONS. This scene is like coming home, like doing something you're meant to do your whole life. The shots are close, but not quite as close as the first kiss. It's telling us that this isn't a memory he has to hold on to forever, but one that he'll be happy to loose in all the other memories of her kisses to come in the future (listen THEY WILL HAVE MORE SJK STOP SAYING WORDS RN. Mr. "they don't know if they'll see eachother ever again". Yeah go back to Malta and Han-seo will make you come back and get your girl so you can rule the Mafia together.

That is all I can say before I combust.

Wait no one last thing. Notice how blue scenes are normally cool and distant, but they made it somehow work, and it's blue and WARM AKHDLAJDLSNSKS IMPRESSIVE AS HECK

More when my brain works again fjdjakdj.

#vincenzo #BLUE AND YELLOW AND ORANGE ARE SO IMPORTANT IN THIS SHOW #LOOK AT ALL THE SCENES WHWRE ITS THE MAIN COLOUR THEME AND THE IMPORTANCE OF IT

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littlekinng · 2 years

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I'm so happy that you posted the new fic!!! It was amazing!! So, let me gush about it for a bit:

Loki with abandonment issues? Chef's kiss.

This fic actually had a more Brodinsons-vibe for me than your previous Lokius fics (I'm saying this as a bad thing, just an observation), because of the whole Loki-has-issues-and-doesn't-look-after-himself-&-the-person-who-cares-underestimates-the-seriousness-of-the-issues-or-they-cannot-address-them-properly-due-to-circumstances thing. And you write it so well that I will gladly read it over and over again in your fics.

Also, this part: "Loki’s face, which was crumpling rapidly– a shift that was subsequently all the warning Mobius had received before Loki was all but collapsing into his arms, a wretched wail working itself up from what sounded like the very depths of his lungs.

“O–Okay,” Mobius had grunted, dimly aware of the tears welling up from behind his own eyes as Loki’s hands had begun to scrabble for purchase against the fabric of his jacket at his back. “There we go. It’s alright. We’re–”

Abruptly, Mobius had felt his throat close up to the point of near-constriction, before his own arms shot up to cinch tightly around Loki’s waist, his next exhale shuddering almost painfully out of him." This is so amazingly wonderful that my vocabulary isn't big enough to cover it. I just love how Mobius helps Loki on instinct. He catches him and soothes him, and then suddenly his own emotions catch up and he just kind of crumbles a bit along with Loki. I rate it a 11/10.

When Mobius decided to go away, but only for 2 hours, my mind was still kind of holding onto the hope that Loki'd somehow sleep through them and would be none the wiser about Mobius's absence and then there was this sentence: "Four and a half hours later, Mobius staggered back into the TVA through a glowing orange Timedoor," and my brain was just like: yep, shit's going to hit the fan now. I was kind of sorry to be right, though because watching Loki thinking Mobius is not real was painful (the right kind of painful, though).

"Or, at the very least he had left it cracked– wide enough that he might have been capable of catching sight of where he had left Loki curled atop the bed, had he turned to glance over his shoulder during his conversation with B-15 in the front doorway." This feels like such a nice small detail that emphasises how much Mobius cares and how he's scared that Loki will disappear again if he's not paying enough attention.

Which ties in so nicely with "Not this, he thought wearily, almost unaware of the sudden, hot stinging building behind his eyes. Not this. Not again. Not–

Not again." where Mobius's own fears and trauma are more explicitly stated and I just love how both Loki and Mobius are kind of broken and I like imagining that they'll eventually manage to heal together.

The comfort part when they were in the office was probably my favourite part. And Mobius saying stuff like: “Loki, sweetheart, you have to breathe for me.” it just does something to me. I love it so much. Like, don't get me wrong, Mobius calling Loki "baby" is also great, but "sweetheart" is just on another level. It's kind of similar to the bit in looking in their eyes: “Breathe, sweetheart.” he whispered - practically begged - the endearment slipping out unbidden and almost entirely unnoticed. “I know you can do it. C’mon, now.” This bit is actually one of my favourite parts of the fic, so I'm not complaining at all. In fact, I'm extremely happy, so feel free to have Mobius call Loki "sweetheart" in similar circumstances however many times you want. The way you write it just makes me have so many feels.

Also, let me point out how awesome it is to have B-15 in this fic. She's just totally no-nonsense and her priority is work which contrasts with Mobius's emotional prespective so well. Also, I think she's kind of in a similar position to Valkyrie in your Brodinsons fics, but they act dufferently. (I haven't re-read your Brodinsons fics for a while, so I hope I'm not misremembering something). Valkyrie is brash, but she still cares very much. B-15 cares, but she cares about Loki mostly in relation to Mobius and, as I mentioned, her priority is work. I like how the two stong female characters in similar roles can be just written differently and with different goals.

Thank you so much for writing the fic and sharing it with us!!! I also hope this wasn't too lengthy or annoying, because it kind of got away from me. I thought about posting this as a comment on the fic on ao3, but somehow sending it as an ask seemed more... appropriate? personal? Like, if you'd like me to crosspost this as a comment too, I totally can.

I'm already looking forward to the next fic you'll write whenever that may be!! (And also, if you would be willing to give us a sneak peek into when that may be or what's the fic going to be about, I'm certainly not going to stop you).

Have the most wonderful week!!

YOOOOOOO HOLY SHIT

i genuinely have no words to describe how grateful i am for this message. i truly didn't know if my putting a fic out there after so long would be met with anything but mild apathy, so something like this arriving in my inbox just a few hours after doing so ???? means the absolute world to me.

first off, just gotta say that i'm 100% with you-- Mobius calling Loki "sweetheart" is one of my absolute favorite things to write, and i'm gonna keep doling it out into my fics in excess, so i'm glad someone shares my adoration for it.

secondly, thanks so much for mentioning the fact that you enjoyed how i wrote B-15 !! she's such a great and unqiue character who - in my opinion - didn't get near the amount of screen time she was owed, so it's always fun to work with her character. i specificially appreciate you saying that you enjoyed how she played a similae role to the Valkyrie in some of my fics (someone has to have half a brain cell) but that she came off as a totally different character. that really means a lot, as i'm always trying not to write side-characters too similarly to one another. thank you !!

(also, i love love how you picked out the fact that Mobius was also fearful that Loki might disappear if he stopped paying attentuion for even a few moments...that was 100% implied, and i'm so glad to hear that it came across well enough to be understandable)

all this to say !!!!!!!!! this message literally means the world to me. thank you so, so so so much for taking the time to write it out and send it over. i appreciate it more than i can properly convey, and hope that you have a wonderful day/evening !!!

#THANK U SO MUCH AGAIN #i reply #anonymous #long post #fic spoilers //#i guess ???

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ezrasimp · 4 years

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alone together

pairing: ezra x f!reader

tags: stranded together, sharing a bed, smut, angst, hurt/comfort, bit of fluff, huddling for warmth, pwp, healthy communication, explicit

18+

• summary: ezra and reader are prospect partners and they crash land on a planet, they find a shack where they have to spend the night, cuddling for warmth on a plank of wood they found... one thing leads to another.

a/n: i don’t usually post my own stuff but i had a wave of confidence, and i’m rather proud of this one. So if you wanna read, here you go! I posted this on ao3 but i’ve never posted a fic on tumblr before so i thought i’d put it here too. Also!! if you have any pedro character ideas for fanfics, please feel free to send them to me so i can have a go at writing them; God knows i need the practise.

(not my gif)

It was no use; you and Ezra were hurdling to your deaths. All the comms were broken, the pod was unresponsive - you were sure this was the end.

It was just you and Ezra, no one else knew about this mission. You had wanted to do some research on The Green but never had the right crew. Ezra had selflessly volunteered to come and help you with the mission, considering he had quite a lot of experience on The Green.

"You don't have to do this, you know," you had said, whilst helping him pack up some supplies, "this is a dangerous mission."

"No worries, flower, I don't mind helping."

Now here you are with him, plummeting to your death. I bet he minds helping me now, you thought to yourself.

Ezra grabbed your hand abruptly. You looked at your connected hands and then up to his worried face. He didn't look back. His eyes were closed tight, a pained look encompassing his face. You gripped his hand back, tightly.

***

Light streamed across your face as you opened your eyes drearily.

"H- Huh?" You moan. An ache formed in your back as you attempted to lift yourself up.

"Thank Kevva! I truly thought you would never wake up, flower." Ezra was knelt over you, with his elbow on his knee, looking at you with a concerned look.

You were lying in the grass, with the sun's heat beaming down on both of you and the pod that was once your transport burning up. You sighed and stretched but quickly stopped when you realised a large cut on your calf.

"Oh, don't move, flower, you have a rather serious injury. One of the panels fell on your leg during the crash. In order to ensure our safety, I had to get us out as quickly as possible."

The thought of you being in Ezra's arms made you feel a warmth in the pit of your stomach-

He's your colleague, stop it, you thought. But as those eyes looked down on you lovingly, you couldn't help but look back in the same manner.

Ezra picked up on your body language, and shifted slightly, smiling.

"We must find a place to stay for the night, it's getting rather dark. I would suggest we stay in the pod but, well, "he chuckled to himself, "I don't think that will be acceptable."

You both look back at the burning pod. A snort escapes your nose, followed by a slight groan, as the snort led to an involuntarily jolt of your leg.

"Are you okay to walk?"

"Erm, maybe, not far though, I don't think."

"Here, let me help." Ezra put his arm around your shoulders and held your arm as you lifted yourself up, squinting and panting in the process. The pain was strong but somewhat bearable - at least for a while.

"Come on, lean on me as much as your require, flower."

***

You and Ezra had been walking for what felt like an hour or so before you found shelter. Within the forest stood a large, derelict shack, with moss and leaves as a roof and a hatch as a door. It looked abandoned, yet cozy to both you and Ezra, who were both growing more tired with every passing minute.

As you ducked your head to enter, you found a small room with a large bed-like structure, some blankets and a chair.

"Well, if anyone does live here," Ezra stated, realising this place was likely not abandoned, "I'm sure they won't mind us staying for one night."

Worriedness crept up from the pit of your stomach, but your exhaustion over took it and you collapsed in the chair, gripping your leg, which was now throbbing intensely.

"I'll have a look at that now, flower. You've done so well to get here in one piece." Ezra said, kneeling down and getting supplies out of his emergency backpack. He took out a lamp, which he promptly lit and placed on the floor next to him, along with a medkit and some rations.

Opening the medkit, Ezra looked up at you as you gripped your leg, wincing at the throbbing.

"I'm sorry, flower, I would've carried you if I realised you were in such pain."

You had to stop yourself from moaning at the thought of you being conscious as he carried you in his big strong arms.

"No, Ezra, it's fine. Walking all that way with the full weight of a human would've been too much." You look down at him with a small smile.

He returned a smile, and then started to care for your wound.

"I would not have minded, flower."

You winced again as he placed a bandage on your leg after cleaning it. You gripped his shoulder for support.

"My apologies, flower, but I'm almost done."

He finished wrapping your leg and then stood up.

"There, now, I shall help you onto the- the-" he gestured toward the stack of wood with a pillow, and let out a little laugh, "...bed? You must rest after such a tumultuous journey."

You sighed and attempted to get up from the chair, "Okay, where are you going to rest?"

"Oh, well, I shall sleep in that there chair." He holds your arm to help you over to the bed, but he let's go when you look up at him startled.

"You can't sleep in a chair, for Kevva's sake," you laughed - half out of shock of his suggestion and the other half shock at your own thought, "the bed's big enough for us both; plus it's going to get cold alone without a fire."

You had said all of this with your back turned to him and when you finally reached the edge of the bed and sat down, you hesitantly looked up to his face.

He had the cutest smile on his face, which was being emphasised by the dim light lying on the floor.

He sighed and chuckled, "If you insist."

He took a few blankets and laid them over you, making sure not the apply too much pressure to your wound, and then laid next to you on the bed, getting under the blankets.

You immediately felt warmer by his presence - both physically and metaphorically.

His scent of cinnamon and oranges overpowered your senses and you felt a familiar warmth between your legs.

Don't do anything, as much as you want to, don't, you thought-

"I'm sorry, regarding what happened before." He was staring at the ceiling with a blank expression.

"Huh?"

"In the pod." He looked over to you, with tears brimming in his eyes,

"I thought- I thought that was it- That we would die, it's a miracle we survived that crash."

You bit the inside of your cheek as you listened to him; Ezra had never been this open with you - or anyone - like this before. You felt lucky to be next to him.

He turned over, facing you.

"I feel very safe in your presence, and so I thought if I held your hand, a miracle would occur. Which I suppose it did." He smiled.

You turned to face him too, placing your hand on his cheek and wiping a tear that had escaped the brim.

"I wouldn't've let go in a million years." You replied, with a caring smile.

He quickly looked down to your lips and looked up again, "I apologise if this is too forward but- m- may I kiss you?"

You didn't verbally reply, but the fact that you kissed him passionately answered his question for him. You never thought this day would come, so you were going to make the most of it.

Screw professionalism.

You pulled away for a second to catch your breath. You looked at his face - happily surprised - and his hair - slightly disheveled - and his lips - aching to be connected to yours again.

"You're a good kisser." You laugh an awkward laugh, "Would you l-"

You stop.

"What is it, flower?" He asked, placing his hand under your chin.

"Would you like to go further?" You ask timidly, worried about his reaction.

His genuine, large smile made you feel at ease.

"Only if you want to, flower." He smiled.

"I definitely do." You laughed, and crashed your lips into his again, with more force this time, sliding your fingers through his luscious hair. He raised his hand to your cheek, and caressed it tenderly as he relaxed into the kiss.

You roll on top of him, positioning your legs over his hips and continue the kiss. He moves his hands up and down your back and starts taking off your shirt. Your bra quickly follows and you are left on top of him half naked.

"Is your leg okay?" Ezra asked, pulling away for a second but still remaining close to your face,

"Yeah, I'm fine - I'm more than fine." You pressed down on his lips once again, this time reaching for his shirt and pulling it over his head. You moved down his neck, biting every part of it, and down his chest, planting kisses in spots you found especially beautiful. He ran his fingers through your hair as you did this, enjoying the feel of you loving him.

"May I?" You gestured to his trousers, which were secured with a belt he had to wear under his suit.

"Go ahead, flower." Ezra smirked, still messing with your hair.

You unbuckled his belt slowly and pulled down his trousers, exposing a bulge in his pants.

A large grin emerges from your face as you pull down his pants, tantalisingly. You look up to Ezra; he hitched his breath, practically begging you to suck him off.

"Please." He breathed lazily. You obeyed his wishes and started pleasuring him intensely.

Orgasmic groans came from his throat as you bobbed your head up and down, pleasuring the rest of him that couldn't fit in your mouth with your hand. You continued for a while, varying in technique until you went as deep as you could.

"Oh my, flower, I'm- I'm gonna-"

You quickly pulled yourself away.

"Wh- Why did you stop?" He purred,

"You're not cumming until you're inside me." You tease with a smirk.

He smiles, and nods his head in agreement:

"Okay, that seems fair enough."

He swiftly pulled you up to his face and rolled you onto your back, carefully making sure not to damage your leg any further. He pecked your neck and rubbed your breasts tenderly, making you moan unconsciously.

He worked his way down your body, kissing your nipples and then your stomach and then your inner thighs.

"Oh Ezra." You bit your lip and looked down; he was looking up at you, his eyes hungry to eat you out.

You played with his hair whilst he lay between your legs.

"May I?" He gestured towards your pussy, placing his fingers near your entrance.

You lifted your waist up slightly, so that it reached his lips and whispered: "Do your worst."

He smiled against your lips as he ate you out, slipping his tongue in and out, making your breathing fluctuate intensely.

You arched your back slightly when he hit a sweet spot, making him push deeper into your dripping lips.

His rough stubble added to the friction and pleasure he was giving you, making you moan and shudder.

He started rubbing your clit with his thumb but you quickly pulled away, knowing you were close to climaxing.

"Sorry," you chuckled.

"Don't apologise, flower, come here." He pulled you close with one hand on the small of your back and kissed you again, while he lined up with your entrance.

"You ready?" He whispered, pulling away from the kiss but still grazing your nose.

You nodded slowly, looking into his eyes.

"Definitely."

He entered you slowly, engulfing every feeling it gave.

You parted your lips and closed your eyes as he did, and Ezra took this opportunity to bring his hands up to your mouth, placing the two fingers which were previously inside your pussy into your mouth. You tasted yourself as he thrust harder and harder, picking up speed quickly.

With the overstimulation of all the foreplay, you were already close to cumming. You pulled Ezra to your chest, kissing his head, as he hitched his breath.

"I'm so close, Ezra- k- keep going." You whispered into his ear. This was the trigger. Ezra moaned and came inside you, quickly followed by your own orgasm. Your pulsating walls gripped his cock comfortably as he stayed there, lamenting in the feeling.

When he finally pulled out, he did it slowly and quickly went to taste himself from your pussy. He looked up at you as he did, eyes hungry.

You breathing slowed as you came down from your high and you placed your head on the bed, eyes closed.

You could feel Ezra finish 'cleaning' you up and then slowly crawl up your body and lay next to you.

"Well..." He eventually said turning towards you, "that was fun."

You open your eyes slowly and look over at him. He was sweating and still breathing rather heavily. His blond streak was a little more visible in the soft light. You smiled at him and snuggled up to his shoulder. He wrapped his arm around you and kissed the top of your head.

"Maybe I should hurt myself more often." You laugh, he joins in, and then you both fall asleep in each others' arms.

#pedro pascal #ezra prospect #ezra x reader #fanfiction #first smut #im so sorry if this sucks

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evolsinner · 3 years

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⊱┊7

with the moment past {definitely not mentally}, i make my way to the lounge.

“hey, rosé?”

i see him seated on a 3 seat sofa.

a, i hope he didn’t see the way i shaved my hair down there into a love heart... b, he def saw my boobies!!

“y~yes, mr killian?”

“you hungry or something? i can order you some pizza.”

hell, i’m famished, can’t remember the last time i ate.

“no, aha…”

“you sure?”

“actually, yeah, i am, a little... sorry if that’s an inconvenience.”

“no, not at all! don’t be silly. i’m starving.”

i restrict a smile.

“here,” he shifts to the side, patting the middle seat, “make yourself comfortable. i’ll order some now.”

i place his hoody on the armrest and sit on the other end instead; don’t have it in me to sit right next to him. we would be like idk touching and whatnot. amongst the remote and his wallet, he grabs his phone from the middle seat, dialling a number.

“pineapple on pizza?” he faces me, holding the phone to his ear.

i fucking love pineapple on pizza.

“100%,” i reply confidently.

he grins.

i have just found my soulmate.

i admire how laid back he looks: his white untucked dress shirt, sleeves rolled up to reveal thick veins and a dark tan, tie tossed on the table. is this how every male teacher looks after work?

‘cause, yummy!

“takeaway. one large vegetarian and one large hawaiian...with extra pineapple, please,” sir glances at me adorably. “cheers, sweetheart,” he hangs up after giving his number and address for the order. “should be here in 40 mins,” he informs me, “catch,” and tosses the remote at me. “pick a movie. make it a good one. i’m gonna go freshen up quickly.”

can i come?

-ˋˏ ༻🍷༺ ˎˊ-

i struggle to find a goddamn movie!

sir’s phone vibrates and i look across at it. why does that thing be buzzing and ringing all the time? i mean... hmm… i lean all the way back, peeping down the hallway. i listen to see if the shower is still on.

🚿pshhshhshhshhshhshh

oh good, it’s still on. i sneakily pick up his orange google pixel 4 xl mobile phone. okay, let’s see, what’s his passcode? says his pin contains at least four digits. hmm...

1 2 3 4

incorrect pin entered

4 3 2 1

incorrect pin entered

6 9 6 9

incorrect pin entered

his birth year, maybe?

1 9 8 1

incorrect pin entered

it’s definitely mine, then.

2 0 0 0

try again in 30 seconds

fuck, what is it?!

now i’m adamant.

a while later, i listen for the shower again. no sound. fuck me! i also haven’t even picked a movie yet! i grasp the remote and quickly flip through the movies. in ‘newly added’ a film that goes by the name ‘barefoot’ {2014} appears. this’ll do. i haphazardly click on it, put his phone back in the middle seat and swiftly bring my knees up on the sofa.

bathroom door opens and mr killian returns, setting himself down.

and ohhhh boy, oh jesus h. christ, he is wearing grey sweatpants. grey. sweatpants. oh my goddddddd!!!!

🎵dun da daaaaa! dunda dunda da dun dadada oo oo oooooo dun da da

i cringe, really should have skipped the first 10 mins or something.

sir looks at me with an amused expression, “just started?”

i nod, embarrassed.

then he cracks up a little, “how long did it take for you to pick a film?”

“i paused it, was waiting for you.”

“yeah?”

“yeah.”

“alrighty then,” he slumps down, letting me get away with the white lie. “this better be good or else you’re held accountable.”

the professional teacher’s vibe is disappearing and transforming into a perky one.

he’s wearing a loose t~shirt with long sleeves and it’s even rolled up. his hair is damp and floppy, making him so much more attractive. he runs his hands through it, flipping it back as the stray droplets of water roll down his neck. i would gladly lick them off for him if he doesn’t mind...

“why’s my phone locked for 60 minutes?”

“huh?” i snap out of my daydream.

“my phone, why’s it locked?”

*ding dong.*

“maybe...you put the wrong password in?”

“pretty sure i didn’t, and you’re the only other person in this house, no?”

*ding dong!*

“aha..ha,” i giggle nervously.

“does it look like i’m laughing?” he asks me condescendingly.

my smile disappears.

*ding dong! ding dong! ding dong! ding dong!*

“ight, i’m coming!!” sir shouts, grabbing his wallet. “..jesus christ, break my damn doorbell, will you..” he mutters under his breath angrily.

bit hot...

-ˋˏ ༻🍷༺ ˎˊ-

i only ate 2 slices of pizza so i wouldn’t look like a fat bitch in front of sir. he, however, didn’t even eat any. so much for being ‘starving’. he was just casually watching me eat. i could feel his eyes on me each time i took a bite and the odd olive or pineapple went rolling down into my lap. it was so awkward!

we’re halfway through the movie and i felt the need to say something because jay, the character, was such a jerk.

“i mean, it’s actually rather heartbreaking. daisy was locked away for most of, if not, her whole life. and now she is finally free, finally able to experience the pleasures of the real world. she put all of her trust in him and he abandoned her. that’s so not cool.”

as i’m analysing the film, i feel his eyes analysing me.

“well, you can’t blame him,” sir counterattacks. “jay had his own life, his own problems to deal with. she was just another added problem to that.”

“then he should’ve led her back to the hospital again instead of taking her on this joyride purely for his own greed.”

“remember, she chose to take part.”

“he was being selfish.”

“he was lending her a hand.”

“which is what ultimately made her fall in love with him in the first place,” i state like a full stop.

sir’s whole face just speaks wow. “so why didn’t you do my analysis homework then, huh?”

“because it’s boring,” i look him boldly in the eyes, his slicked back hair has me feelin’ oozy and woozy.

“oh, it’s boring?” he emphasises, raising his eyebrows. “is that so?”

“yup,” i purse my lips.

“what was it again?” he grabs my arm, pulling me into his lap. “‘boring’, did you say?”

i’m trying to escape and he’s trying to hold me still. gradually, our laughter dies out and we become aware, so much more aware.

“got some on your mouth,” he says in the heat of the moment, running his thumb over my bottom lip.

there was definitely no pizza sauce or whatever on my mouth, but i play my part. somehow, his thumb finds its way inside my mouth and i instinctively wrap my tongue around it. his green eyes glimmer like shiny marbles as he watches me

suck

on his

thumb.

i feel pressure underneath me, something building up in stiffness. i shift his hand away, glancing down and then back up again. his marble eyes, they just look at me. look through me.

no way in hell did i imagine this moment to actually happen. i mean, most of us girls had these insane crushes on teachers, but never did i think it’d unravel like this.

he firmly places his hand on my lower backside and pushes me closer to himself. “what, you scared now?” he whispers, dominance combined with confidence, topped off with lust.

i gulp, trying to sound brave, “and why would i be scared?”

“you should be,” he replies.

i am lost for words. this kind of intimidation is seductive. all i wanna do is kiss him! though i won’t make the same mistake of glancing at his lips twice.

he speaks in a soft tone, “has anyone ever told you how captivating your~”

“my eyes are?” i finish his cliché line off for him.

“...your lips,” he corrects, casting his gaze down at them.

i bite my bottom lip, flustered for acting like a smartass.

“you know, on some occasions, i’ve noticed that you bite your lip when you’re nervous. it’s cute,” he grins, “i like it more than i should,” and waits patiently for me to fall into his devilish trap.

believe me when i say i’m trying goddamn hard to not sink my teeth into my flesh! which is why i replace it with a mere innocent gulp.

“but on most occasions, you gulp,” he says as i’m gulping.

he removes the hair from my neck.

i get hella anxious, hella aroused so i..

“nuh~uh,” he shakes his head and pulls my bottom lip down with the pad of his thumb. “‘nough biting from you, sweetheart. those are mine to bite now.”

am i dreaming right now?

i try to reposition myself by moving a little back so that i’m not directly on him. as i do this, his erection rubs further into me and i slightly moan kinda too evidently. my eyes open super wide and i instantly shut my mouth. it surprises me that it doesn’t faze him one bit.

“your t~t~thing is p~poking me..” i gesture with my eyes to his manhood.

his orbs shine like someone has stabbed an apocalyptic emerald sunset multiple times. it’s glorifying. magical. the stuff dreams are made from. and instead, he pushes me further down onto his sculpture. he leans his head in, his mouth millimetres away from mine.

“and do you like it?” he questions seriously.

our noses touch, our lips brush...

“answer the question.”

“yes,” i squeak. “i like it.”

i try to remain as calm as possible, but it’s impossible due to the nerves causing havoc inside me, particularly the nerves between my thighs. i don’t know what to focus on. that mouth? his eyes? or down below...

“may i let something be known, luv?” sir requests politely.

i nod.

“i can see your tits...through that shirt...” he whispers sexily.

my breath hitches up.

kiss me! why won’t he kiss me? just fucking kiss me! shit, it’s impossible not to look. i give in and look at his lips. the corners curve slightly into a wayward grin. i see... he wants me to initiate it.

welp, sorry, no can do, mister.

he literally places my bottom lip between his teeth and lightly tugs at it, his breaths hitting my mouth like rose petals. this act is enormously enticing, but i know he’s teasing me.

my turn.

i purposely grind in his lap and he suppresses a hoarse groan. then he scoffs. very conceited. he’s so gonna lose. i keep my lips impossibly close to his for when he forfeits which should be right about...now.

he shakes his head smugly.

i frown, pouting.

he half~smiles adorably.

fine, i have a better idea. one he doesn’t see cumming coming.

i lift away the waistband of my borrowed sweatpants and grip his hand. his body automatically tenses up. i can feel him getting harder from just the thoughts i’m giving him. i bring his hand closer to me. he’s losing and it’s hella entertaining to watch.

unexpectedly, a phone goes off and i jump in fright. i rapidly get off him and he returns to his usual, rigid ways. he aggressively clears his throat before answering that stupid device.

whilst pacing up and down and holding his forehead, he stares at me intently like i’m that fucking maths problem again!

#poetry #romance #love #student #teacher #teacher x student #funny #story #short story #mature

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stxrmapper · 3 years

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3, 9, 16, 20, 90, and 93 for Ari!

3. Does your character like coffee better, or tea?

Ari takes a little while to think. "Is neither an option? They're not really my favourite, I prefer sweeter stuff-- and I know I could make super sweet tea of coffee, but eh."

9. Do they believe in happy endings?

"Yeah!" Her answer is immediate. She places her hands on her hips, "I'd be a bit of a downer if I didn't, wouldn't I? 'Course people can have happy endings, life doesn't always work like that, but y' gotta have faith that it'll work out one day."

16. What is their choice of weapon?

"Machine guns are pretty goddamn fun to use. Snipers too, if y'got the patience for 'em. But," Ari unsheathes a knife, carefully presenting it, "Scout's been tryna get me to practice more with knives 'n' stuff like that. Think he just wants someone t' spar with, if I'm bein' honest. Not that I mind." The Hunter wasn't boring, that's for sure.

20. What are their hobbies?

"'m gonna sound like a brokem record, aren't I? Guessin' Atlas has already told you about his guitar. I play guitar too, but I prefer to play the bass." The Titan lifts the bass with a gentleness she barely affords to give to many people. It's a bright orange, fading to a deep red in gradient. "My favourite bass, this one here. I got another one, a five string, but it doesn't compare. Maybe 'cause I got this one first, I dunno."

90. How bodily expressive is your character?

The Exo's vocal lights flicker in a smirk, "I definitely prefer to show rather than tell. Gotta emphasise my points, y'know?"

93. What is your character's goal in life?

Ari faulters on this one, a little unsure at first. "Well," she takes another few moments to think through her answer, "I do kinda like my life right now. I guess maybe my goal would be to keep on goin'? Make sure that Sika earns his stripes, and keep Scout outta too much trouble, hah. On a more serious note though, I guess, if things really did go well and I could settle down, I would. Love to be able to have my own place, a couple chickens and ducks, maybe even a partner, if I got lucky. But I won't complain at gettin' to spacefare and explore too."

#oc: ari #ic #ask answered #she's finally Here #everyone say thank u ari for existing again

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illfoandillfie · 3 years

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yes yes yes another scr for me finally.... his name is Julio and he’s one of the teachers assistants (he’s a grad student) in one of my classes so there’s quite a bit of daydreaming going on over zoom ndnskcnsknd

ahhhhh hell yes ive been excited to do this since you mentioned it!

Tarot: 4 of pentacles, 5 of wands/the devil, 8 of wands, 8 of swords, 6 of cups/the lovers, 5 of cups, the fool

Okay so theres a few things happening here which is why I drew a couple of clarifying cards but let’s go through it card by card.

Is there chemistry? Yes. The Devil would traditionally be seen as a negative card but in the context of sex I think it’s more positive. As a card, the devil represents vices and temptations, mystery and playfulness. Theres definitely some form of physical attraction and chemistry between you.

Would you enjoy it? Yes but maybe not as much as him lmao. Okay so for some reason in the Yes/No Tarot guide i took notes on when I was first starting reading, the 4 of pentacles comes up as a firm no. But I’m not sure why. Having been working with the cards for roughly a year now, I’d be more inclined to say it’s a yes card, a maybe at worst. The 4 of pentacles represents security and conservation. At it’s worst it’s a card of clinginess or possessiveness and insecurity. I think in this reading, it’s indicating that if you were to have sex with Julio, it would be okay, but maybe not as good as it could be because of your own internal thoughts. It would require stepping out of your comfort zone and that can be a hard thing to do. Actually, I can’t believe I didn’t already do this but I’m going to draw a clarifying card for it too.

King of Pentacles. Okay so. King of pents is definitely a positive card, relating to abundance and prosperity and security. I think security is the key part of it though since its one of the things the 4 is associated with as well. To me this indicates that your peace of mind and level of confidence in yourself and the situation would play a big part in how much you could enjoy it. But it also says to me that while the first time may not be Great, subsequent encounters would be better.

Would he enjoy it? Definitely lmao. The 8 of wands is a card of excitement and desire and progress being made. He wants it to happen and it’d be a pleasant surprise for him if it were to move forward and he’d have a good time. Pretty straight forward.

Alright so, what would the sex be like? 8 of Swords clarified by The Lovers. The 8 of swords represents imprisonment, feeling trapped, often by your own actions of thoughts. It’s self-victimisation. But then the Lovers is like....a great card for relationship stuff. It’s pretty much the most positive card you could get since its about love and attraction and compatibility. So, one way of reading it is that the sex would be good, kind of romantic maybe or could occur within/lead to a romantic relationship and the 8 of swords is referring to an interest in bondage and bsdm play. It’s symbolising your willingness (or his 👀) to allow yourself to be trapped/restrained, knowing that you’ll be okay and taken care of and set free eventually.

Of course the 8 of swords could also be referring to your own fears/uncertainty holding you back from fully being in the moment and enjoying it or whatever but that is less fun lmao. Being followed by the lovers in that interpretation could again be saying that the sex would get better the longer you knew each other, similar to what I said about the kind of pents, or else that Julio would be caring enough to help you open up more? It doesn’t really tell us anything specific about the sex though.

Finally, will you have sex? The 5 of Cups says probably not. It’s a card of loss and self-pity so definitely not positive. But, I pulled a clarifying card to try and figure out if there was a reason for it not going anywhere or if there was something you could do to push it in the other direction and got The Fool. The fool tells us that the best results come by letting go of fears It indicates something fun and exciting but only if you have courage enough to take the leap.

Because this was a more complicated reading than SCRs normally are I also drew a few oracle cards.

From the Ice Cream deck: Orange - enthusiasm/confidence/courage and Fig - abundance/fertility/expansion

Orange defs ties into the Fool energy and possibly also the Devil energy too. It definitely emphasises the power of your own confidence and security in yourself and their relation to how enthusiastic you are about the situation. Fig seems to be the requisite mention of fertility lmao. But also Abundance ties to that King of pents and suggests that this connection could bring an abundance of enjoyment and pleasure if you let it.

Then we have our Prism Oracle cards: Movement, Success, Surrender, Fear

The design of the movement card is very reminiscent of the traditional 8 of wands card, with the sticks flying through the air. This card symbolises a time to take action. It can be scary or anxiety inducing to take those steps but this card encourages you to stop thinking and just do. big Fool energy.

Success is pretty straight forward. It signals a time of accomplishment after putting in the work and pushing yourself forward.

The Surrender card talks of ceasing to resist something and by doing so creating a peace for yourself. Definitely reminds me of the 8 of swords, and freeing yourself from whatever is holding you back.

And finally, Fear. A call to summon the courage to step out of your comfort zone and find positive change because of it.

And last but not lease, the Between the Sheet oracles just in case anything does happen with Julio.

Coffee i the Moaning / Dose of Vitamin D / I’ll let you be the boss tonight :) / Bite Marks.

Right, defs a hint of some rougher stuff or at least a willingness/interest in exploring dom/sub dynamics. Whenever I see the I’ll let you be the boss card I always think of it as the other person saying it to you so perhaps he’d be down to sub sometimes or generally be more subby than dominant.

Bite marks is always fun and could connect with the possessive energy of the 4 of pentacles. Marking each other so everyone knows your spoken for.

the Coffee card to me implies morning sex, maybe sleeping over and getting a repeat performance lmao.

And the vitamin D card really just says it all. But with it comign out before the Boss card.....any chance he’d be into pegging? 👀. Someone is getting dicked down though.

#card readings #this was....more than i was expecting lmao #but hopefully it makes sense

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bathroombreaks · 4 years

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gg 1x02 rewatch

the questions are from @pynkhues, you can find them here.

1. What was your favourite scene of the episode? Tell us why!

that scene where ruby and stan are watching sara’s game. i love them so much!!! the look ruby gives him just ends me every time, it’s peak heart eyes. and sara answering back that no, they’re not winning is hilarious!!

2. Was there any scene that missed the mark for you? And if so, how?

no scene really missed the mark, i think?? but there’s some things that i thought were dumb and would like to talk about so i’ll just put them here: the girls should have just sold the collectibles themselves and given the gang the money. i know they didn’t remember for dumb plot related reasons but like... that’s no excuse, it’s stil dumb as hell. also the fact that annie took off her shoes because nancy wanted to keep the house clean and then immedeatly set them down on the dining room table!!!! that is not keeping things clean!!

3. This episode features Beth’s iconic! gamechanging! monologue! Do you think Rio was intending to kill the girls? And if so, at what point in Beth’s speech do you think he changed his mind?

yeah, absolutely, he was going to kill them. there was no reason not to?? i think he changed his mind when she talked about the hashtags?? it was completely dumb but also valid in a way. like, absolutely no one is going to start a hashtag because 3 women were murdered in a random home invasion but like it does bring up the point that at least the police would care about 3 suburban moms (especially when 2 are white) being murdered (way more than they would about someone who looks like him or one of his boys) and that’s more attention than he needs.

one note that doesn’t fit in anywhere else: i think maybe beth took the whole we have children thing she keeps doing from ruby?? ruby says it first when she decides they should ransom boomer and then again immediately when rio’s guys start breaking stuff. i think beth heard that and ran with it hahaha

4. This episode also introduces Marion to us! What do you think of her? And knowing how her story ends in 3.08, what do you think of her arc and her relationships with Boomer and Annie respectively?

uhhh i am conflicted. she’s a lonely old lady, i feel bad for her. but also she’s racist. i wouldn’t really condone robbing her. but also like they thought the options were rob her or die so i think beth should have taken the money. would they have gotten caught? probably, yes. but they would be alive!! but yeah coming back to marion, i really dislike the fact that annie was cool with eating with her and talking about her grandkids while ruby did all the work and then sought out a relationship with her all the while knowing she’s racist and only ended that friendship when marion personally betrayed her. it’s like that line from community, except modified, y’know: i can excuse racism, but i draw the line at lying to me. i don’t like it. and i don’t think they did enough to at least try to explore that side of it?? we got comments from ruby in 1x02 and then 3x08 but not much else, at least not that i remember. idk, i think at best it’s insensitive of annie not to consider that maybe her black best friend wouldn’t like that she’s friends with a racist woman, even if she’s a lonely old lady??

and when it comes to her dynamic with boomer. boomer really does like her and that’s sweet but he’s an asshole who was taking advantage of her and robbing her blind. it’s yet another case of a woman coddling a man. i like that in the end she stopped coddling him and forced him to do the right thing. i don’t really feel much one way or the other i guess?? we explore the mother figure coddles man-child dynamic with judith and dean too so i don’t think the show really loses anything by losing the boomer/marion dynamic.

5. Ruby has her only (so far at least) direct interaction with Rio in this episode! What do you think of that dynamic in this episode, and where would you like to see it go in the future?

first i wanna say that it’s very dumb that he and his boys somehow managed to walk in and sit down without her noticing. and i loved that she was so brave, going up to him. i guess i don’t have much to say?? she still seemed pretty scared of him in 2x10 and i don’t think that’s changed at all in season 3. i’d love to see how they’d interact now?? but i think it’ll probably be more of that. i would love for the girls to reach a point where they realise that he’s not going to murder them, because i’d love to see what kind of whacky, “no drugs up my butt“ type comments ruby would say then lolol

6. How do you think Beth and Annie got Boomer into the treehouse?

obviously magic. or one of them got up there, threw down some ropes, which they tied around his middle and then they pulled him up the slide with their amazing combined upper body strength. i know everyone emphasises that you can’t miss leg day, but beth and annie are all about arm day, clearly

7. This episode seems ambiguous about Greg and Nancy’s roles in Ben’s life up to this point. How long do you think Greg and Nancy have been together, and how close do you think Ben is with them at this point?

i have no idea. they did not explain this at all. i guess they must have been married for at least like 2.5-3 years now?? because if she’s doing ivf then they must’ve tried before that. enough time needs to have passed since they married that they’d want kids, which i think would be at least like a year, maybe?? and then enough time for them to try and not be able to get pregnant and then do tests and start ivf. so yeah. 2.5-3 years.

edit: realised i didn’t talk about how close ben is with them. so... i have no idea what their custody agreement is like, but i assume annie is the primary caregiver and it’s more of a seeing each other on weekends and vacation type of thing?? either way, ben likes nancy and gregg. like i said, i think they’ve been together a good while so ben is used to nancy at this point, i think. and he probably thinks she’s sweet. because she is. and i think he probably does find annie’s scathing comments somewhat funny but he mostly goes along with it because he knows annie feels lonely without him, is jealous that gregg is much more put-together and has found himself a serious relationship and finds nancy’s comments off-putting and annoying. with season 2 in mind, i really don’t think nancy means anything by them, but i mean, it’s hard not to be annoyed when someone constantly accidentaly implies you’re not clean.

8. Do you think Beth ever went back (or thought about going back) for Dean’s grandmother’s ring?

uhmmm. no. maybe when he asked about it looking all sad and stuff but after that, no. it’s done, there’s no point thinking about it. “you get what you get and you don’t get upset” and all that jazz.

9. What do you think Stan was thinking when he woke up to Ruby making all those lasagnas? What do you think he was thinking when he, Sara and Harry ate so much of it?

i actually don’t think they ate that much of it tbh?? i don’t see them wasting food. and ruby did at least like 6 trays of lasagna. i didn’t count but she had a bunch already made and then was making more so at least 6. i think at most they ate 1 between them. they might’ve given the other trays to neighbours or something i guess?? but i kind of figured it was more like a symbolic thing and that they kept the rest of the trays in the freezer or something. and i think he probably figured she was back to freaking out and not believing that they were winning. you never know what happens, she could get sick or in a car accident or something. because what else could it be?? i mean if there wasn’t a gang wanting to kill them, i feel like the logical reason why you would do that would be if you were freaking out about your own mortality for non-gang related reasons

10. Has Beth ever seen a dick pic before?

maybe?? if annie got an unasked for dick pic i think she totally would show it to beth and ruby and make fun of the guy. but i don’t think she’s ever gotten one.

11. Is Greg still in love with Annie at this point in the series? Or does he fall in love with her again later in the season? Or not at all?

i have a hard time believing that gregg is love with annie at all?? he’s very in love with the idea of her, y’know the cute eyebrows and stuff, but i don’t really buy that he loves her. and like he needs to have been with nancy for years now at this point so if he’s still in love with annie that somehow makes him even more of an asshole in my eyes?? like i know he cheated. but it’s one thing if he cheated and fell back in love with annie (or thinks so, anyway) and then that didn’t workout and his wife has his kid so they decide to try and work through it, but it’s another thing entirely if he decided to marry nancy and start trying to have a kid with her while still (thinking he’s) in love with annie.

12. That! Hook! What do you think made Rio go back to Beth’s house? What do you think made him take a chance on her?

i think he decided to give her chance because she called him an idiot and he was intrigued by that (read, got a boner). and y’know all that stuff she said about p.f. chang’s and orange slices is true. and that is much easier to ignore than a guy who looks like him. and he figured he could take advantage of that and make that particular job a little easier this time.

#ggrewatch2020 #nbc good girls #good girls nbc #gg #txt #stfu #i didn't even try to think for some of these you just got my immedeat ramblings and that's it #i am so tired you would not believe

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gingerwritess · 5 years

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Hi darling! Can you write Loki creating illusions were he got hurt badly just to see the reader worrying about him, then making funny of her later? Agnst on the beginning, then fluffy and funny on the end?

this was supposed to be for april fools day but i thought yesterday was still march whoops

warning: descriptive injuries, blood

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The apartment door crashes open and a limp Loki falls face-first through the doorway, actually dripping blood onto your carpet.

“What the HELL—”

You’re up in a flash and the god reaches a weak hand towards you, trying to pull himself closer to you but giving up with a grunt of pain when his shoulder pops out of its socket.

Loudly.

He grabs his shoulder and lets out a yell, rolling onto his back as you scream, too—“Arms don’t bend like that, Loki!!”

“Help me,” he hisses, his eyes screwed shut in pain, “for the love of everything, mortal, help me.”

“I-you—Loki, your bones!”

He doesn’t ask for help, like, ever.

And you’ve never really seen the god in pain, but these oddly bent limbs and gashes across his chest dripping blood all over your floor seem to be pure agony as he writhes—

“ARE YOU GOING TO JUST STAND THERE AND WATCH ME DIE?”

“Sorry, sorry!” You spring into action, snapping your gaping mouth shut and bolting to the kitchen, shaking hands rifling through cupboards: you need water, some kind of cloth, oh my god that’s a lot of blood, bandages, pain medication??

How do dosages work on Asgard?

“Loki, how much do you weigh?!” You shout and nearly drop the bowl you just filled with water.

“Is that REALLY important right now??”

“Just answer me!!” In your panic you drop the bottle of pills, sending little orange tablets flying across the kitchen. “God fucking damn it, answer me right now!”

“Somewhere over five hundred pounds, I don’t want to talk about it—” he cuts himself off with a near scream of pain, making you jump with a start and scream, too.

“WILL YOU STOP SCREAMING? I’M RIGHT HERE, DIPSHIT!!”

Fuming and shaken beyond belief, you haul all your stuff back out to the living room and dump it on the floor next to the writhing god. He’s snapped his mouth shut after your last explosion, now just whimpering and clutching his out-of-place shoulder with one hand, the other holding tight to something bleeding on his stomach.

“Okay, okay, okay…” your trembling hands hover tentatively over his body, not sure where to even begin. “Just keep breathing, Loki, stay alive for me, okay? Keep breathing, I—I’m gonna try to help you, I promise.”

He nods weakly, teeth gritting together and eyes screwed shut, and he lifts a hand to gesture at the injury to his abdomen: this one first.

“Got it, how can I—your shirt, can you roll over at all?” You scramble to undo the buckles and straps of his armour to little avail. “Forget it, I’m cutting it off you, give me a knife.”

Loki cracks an eye open and huffs a tiny laugh, lifting a finger to point to his belt under his cloak. “Always trying…always trying to get me naked, you naughty little sausage.”

You really want to slap him right now.

Blood loss seems to be taking its toll on him, his pained whimpering ceasing and being overridden by slurred words and weak touches, his eyes drooping as you find the dagger and slice his shirt open.

“Now is not the ti—oh my god, you were stabbed?!”

There’s a hole in his stomach, just under his ribs, a clean slice through his entire torso.

You know, minor injury.

“I made a monster mad…” he slurs, patting his bleeding wound almost proudly and wincing in pain each time.

“Don’t do that!”

“Pain is nice, though.” He cracks a weak smile, sending you a bloody thumbs up before going back to tapping the open wound. “Reminds…reminds me I’m…reminds me I’m alive…”

“Hey! Eyes open!” You grab his face and give him a little shake, your heart dropping to the pit of your stomach when he limply falls to the floor, unconscious. “Loki, no no no, wake up right now!”

His head lolls to the side and drops out of your hands with a loud clunk.

“LOKI!”

You drop the washcloth in water and quickly press it onto the stab wound—oh god, the gaping opening goes through him. Like, straight through his body.

What the hell am I supposed to do now? Your hands are shaking so badly that you’re pretty sure you’ve only made the bleeding worse, and the white cloth trying to stop the blood just turns bright red as it continues to soak up the never-ending flow.

Eyes start to sting when you try to keep a somewhat clean cloth applying pressure to his side and reach for his hand with the other, bringing it to your lips. “Loki, wake up, wake up, please…”

Something pokes you in the chin and you glance down at his hand.

“WHAT THE FUCK—”

His middle finger is snapped at the top knuckle, just completely going sideways, the actual bone sticking out from under a flap of skin.

On the bright side, your blood-curdling scream wakes him back up.

Chest heaving, you throw his mutilated hand away from you and grab his face again with one hand, the other still trying to stop the bleeding. “You idiot, you’re never allowed to leave the house ever again, understood? Now stay. awake.”

He laughs and pokes your tear-ridden cheek, completely delirious from blood loss. “I’m gonna die happy,” he mumbles, and a thick trail of blood starts trickling from the corner of his mouth. “You’re so beautiful.”

“Shut up, you’re gonna be fine, just keep looking at me!” You scramble to keep his head supported in your hands, but he’s heavy and limp with dead weight. “Loki, you look at me right now, don’t you dare close your eyes.”

“It’s okay, my love, it’s alright…”

“Stay awake, you hear me?” You furiously swipe away the tears clouding your vision, leaving a dark streak of his blood along your cheekbone. “Stay with me, Loki, you’re gonna be just fine, you’re gonna do something magical, right? You’re gonna heal yourself, I know it.”

He’s…dying. In your arms.

On some random Monday morning, out of the blue, came stumbling through your door and now he’s dying in your living room. Life really is a bitch, huh?

“Loki!” You slap his cheek a couple times when his eyes start drifting shut, his head rolling onto your lap. “Loki, you stay awake or I’m gonna kill you…”

“I know this is…is unexpected,” he murmurs, voice thick with blood. “But now you’ll be b-better off.”

“You are such an idiot,” you sob, abandoning the blood-drenched cloth—it’s not exactly helping anymore—and pulling him into your arms, clutching his broken form to your chest. “Where did this even come from? And like hell I’ll be better off, don’t you leave me!”

“My own stupidity.” He laughs and a splatter of blood bubbles from his mouth. “Look at me, darling, quickly.” That broken hand reaches up to weakly cradle your tear-stained cheek, and Loki coughs up a lungful of blood one more time. “I love you like I’ve never loved before.”

“STAY WITH ME, LOKI, I SWEAR TO GOD—”

The god blinks, a slow and deliberate engraining of your image in his mind, and smiles up at you with bloodied lips. “I’ll see you again, my love.”

“You’ll see me right now, you idiot, cause you’re not dying, you idiot, idiot…”

The cool, stuttering breaths against your arm stop falling.

“Loki?” You choke and shake your head—this isn’t real. This is some sick dream. “Loki, stop fucking around, come back.”

Silence.

“Oh my god, Loki, this isn’t funny—”

“Well, it is a little funny.”

Your head snaps up at the sound of that bastard’s voice to see him lounging against the doorway, hands in his pockets with a stupid little grin on his face.

“Idiot?” He asks, pressing a hand to his heart in mock hurt. “I died, my dear, and you called me an idiot approximately five times. Thank you for the lovely sentiment, I love you too.”

The broken body in your arms sparks and fades into nothing, and you slowly get to your feet, the look in your eyes nothing short of murderous.

“That…was a joke?”

Loki shrugs, that proud smirk still plastered over his lips. “Of course. You married the god of mischief, darling.”

Your jaw tightens and Loki swallows, the smirk fading slightly when he sees how, erm, not funny you found his little prank to be.

“Oh shit.”

You barrel into him in an instant, your shoulder connecting with his gut and he crumples to the floor, laughter bubbling from his mouth when you start relentlessly smacking at his arms, chest, face, anywhere you can reach.

“That—wasn’t—funny,” you seeth, emphasising each word with a good poke to the stomach. “You little fucktard, I’m gonna kill you for real for that!”

Still laughing, Loki brings up his hands to half-heartedly block your attacks, catching your furious punches with fingers wrapped around your wrists. You try to fight, to pull your arms from his grip with a huff, but he yanks you down into a searing kiss and locks an arm around your neck—you’re stuck.

“That was extremely funny,” he mumbles against your lips, locking you in place with a solid arm as you try to squirm away from him. “You look so precious when you worry.”

“You’re a—mmph, you’re a sick fuck.” You’re refusing to kiss him back, but he won’t let you move from where your mouths are pressed together.

“Such endearing names,” he dreamily sighs, kissing your pouting lips a couple more times. “I can truly feel the amount of love you hold for my sorry, broken heart…I love you too, my beautiful ‘sick fuck…’”

“YOU FUCKING IDIOT, LET ME GO—”

“…I love you more than the stars may light the sky, my exquisite idiot…”

“I HATE YOU—”

Loki pushes himself up, breathless and red in the face from relentless kisses and never-ending laughter to wind his arms around your waist, pulling you tight against him and smashing his lips to yours.

“Idiot,” he grins into the kiss, somehow squeezing you even tighter. “I hate you too.”

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hope you enjoyed, feel free to send me ideas!

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putschki1969 · 5 years

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Anon with the monologues here! Thank you so much for your Hikaru summary. I would never have been able to figure out what was being talked about!! I love how she's growing her hair, and her makeup is really beautiful (especially her lipstick or whatever product she's wearing). I was surprised she didn't announce the Helical project though! I would've thought that she'd reveal it officially during this livestream. Hopefully she sings the songs during her concert. And like you said yourself [1/2]

I want a CD as well. I’d love to see her make some live-action PVs too, and become a solo artist in her own right. Speaking of her songs, I find it interesting how mostly everyone says Avaricia is better than Pulsation! They’re each very catchy, but I prefer Pulsation even though it’s an “anime opening” type of song. I did say I didn’t care for it at first, didn’t I? But it grew on me all the same. They truly do get stuck in my head. I really like both songs and I’m dying to hear more! [2/2]

Hello there!

So sorry for the delay, as always it’s taking me forever to reply to messages and asks. Anyways, here we go…You are very welcome. I loved watching the broadcast, Hikaru was so freaking cute, I literally died a hundred times XD I personally prefer short-haired Hikaru but the longer hair looks super lovely on her too, especially when it is kind of wavy. As for lip product, I think she was wearing the LOREAL’s Caresse Oil Lip Tint (the one she posted on twitter ages ago). It’s peachy/orange-y. When I was in Japan I made sure to buy it as well. It looks very pretty.

Yeah, I was also expecting an announcement about the H-el-ical// project, it would have been the perfect timing but I guess Hikaru prefers to keep a low profile, at least for the time-being. Maybe she wants to test the waters a bit before making everything official? Or there is indeed some sort of contractual agreement that hinders her from revealing herself right now. Maybe some more time has to pass… We will probably never find out the reason unless Hikaru decides to tell us. Just as with Wakana we have to respect that there are certain things they can’t tell us (whatever the reason may be) but that doesn’t mean we can’t have faith in them. Eventually there will be an announcement, we just have to be patient. I don’t really mind waiting. There is still a LOT of time till the concert so many things can happen until then (and many things WILL happen!) I am assuming Hikaru purposefully chose a date so far in the future because there is yet a lot of stuff to work through.

Oh yes, I really want a CD but I am afraid Hikaru might not have the funds to do a proper release, at least not at the moment. If anything she would put that money towards her concert in December. Renting that venue must cost a fortune. Obviously she is getting lots of support from people which will most likely also include financial support but it must still be hard to get everything organised. I think the next logical step would be to offer the songs on streaming services or to sell them on digital media stores. That would definitely bring in some money…and I am sure fans would be more than willing to purchase them (I certainly would!)

As for comparing the two songs, I think it’s very hard to rank them since both have a unique charm. At the end of the day it really depends on your personal preference. And yes, they really do get stuck in my head. I find myself humming them all the time ^_^ Generic or not, they are both great songs. At this point I have listened enough to both of them to know that I gravitate more towards Avaricia. While I do not enjoy the crass juxtaposition between the intro/outro, verses and chorus parts I am extremely fond of the melodious chorus. For me it is actually so good that it makes up for the parts I don’t like all that much. As has been mentioned before by @youturnitintolight, the chorus sounds very ballad-y (if that even is a word XD) which might not be everyone’s cup of tea but it’s certainly something I love and appreciate. I am a sucker for ballads after all. As a whole I think pulsatation might be the “better” song because it has a nicer flow, it feels like a wholesome song compared to Avaricia which feels a bit disjointed, like different songs were randomly mixed together. I am a huge fan of both lyrics. Hikaru is very eloquent and she is quite skillfull at writing poetry. The lyrics for pulsation are more intimate/personal so naturally I find them a bit more appealing but really, Avaricia’s lyrics are also super lovely (I am especially in love with all the chorus lines). And then we have her singing of course which I really adore in both songs because it feels so real. I love how she constantly switches between different singing styles in order to emphasise certain lines. It may not always be the most skillful delivery vocal-wise but I don’t think that takes away from the enjoyment (especially since she is not making me cringe or anything.) Quite the contrary actually, for me her emotional and expressive delivery more than makes up for any weaknesses.

#kalafina #hikaru #reply #spice #birthday live broadcast #helical #h-el-ical//#pulsation #avaricia #Anonymous

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imalloutofgin · 5 years

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Gin and Talking Pictures | Joker.

*** SPOILERS SPOILERS SPOILERS SPOILERS *** It’s 11:33PM. I just got home from watching ‘Joker’ with a friend. I don’t want to give too much away... I mean I don’t want to give anything away, thus the spoiler warning. But I absolutely have to talk about this film.

This film is amazing. It’s got an old and troubled soul. It escalates steadily to a blistering crescendo and then drops down to fill in a few blanks. This film talks about the way we treat the people who need our help most. I identify with Joker because I have been (and still am, I suppose) pretty damn crazy. I have only held onto sanity by the skin of my teeth and with help from a solid support network of family and friends, without them, I could be homeless or dead. I was lucky. This story is about that system failure. When the structures that are supposed to support Joker are taken away, (therapist/medication) due to budget cuts, he cannot cope. Capitalism makes him the way that he is. It hits too close to home for me. I empathise with this character despite not wanting to. The film talks about the way that people and corporations are fine with humiliating and using people for views. The way that the media industry can chew you up and spit you out. The way that some television preys on the weak and vulnerable to create “entertainment.” One of the best parts for me is the slow dolly out towards the end of the film, a slight tilt up and our screen is filled with many screens showing the commodification of a tragedy. It’s all fun and games until someone gets hurt, and then it turns a profit. To me, it felt reminiscent of the media frenzy surrounding atrocities such as school shootings. His face on every station. The Joker’s message shown to the world, just as he wanted it to be.

Okay, off of the heavy stuff, let’s talk about colour. This film mostly uses a triadic colour palette, but emphasises certain moments with green and orange, which are colours associated with Joker in the film. This is really clever and I appreciated the real attention to detail. I loved the costumes, the make up, the carnival coloured moments, the total took of this film. It was detailed, well thought out and beautifully executed. My friend also noticed that he always had to walk up the steps on his way home, until we see him ready to go on TV and he leans into his madness, that’s when he dances/ runs down the stairs, descending into the madness below.

I will also say, I heard a rumour that in the USA, people are being warned against watching this film... and I’ll say this. Watch it. I’m not saying all out anarchy is good. I’m not saying that I agree with killing people. But this film has a social commentary about how we treat our most marginalised people in our society, and your government clearly thinks that message is dangerous. They want you to have an ‘us’ vs ‘them’ dichotomy because it distracts you from the real opposition of class struggle. Batman could do more for the issues of Gotham by giving away his wealth than he ever could as Batman. Watch this film. Really, watch this film and think about it.

5/5 stars.

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ask-the-matsuno-neets · 5 years

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By a terrible casuality, s/o finds a porn magazine among Matsuno belongins. And it's not even his! It's full of kinks that they never knew he was into! They got all red, shaking... The poor thing is a blush mess. When Matsuno enters in the room, how would he react? Bonus:"Didn't knew you were into this.... Matsuno-san..."

I've got two asks that are very similar, so I'm gonna answer them together if that's okay with you guys! I'll word it so it's like one day s/o finds on the Matsuno's brothers stashes, and then a few weeks later it's actually his they find ¯\(シ)/¯

I might put this under a cut because it gets very long very quick sksjsjsksj

*chugs coffee* LET'S GO

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Magazine clattering to the ground, s/o turns to face Oso as he walks into the room. "H-hey fancy seeing you here ~" babe it's my house tf

Upon seeing the magazine, he'd initially freeze cus oh shit that's porn is it mi-

Then he'd snicker and point to it "Hey I think that's Ichimatsu's stash you got there-". Cue s/o going red.

Of course he'd be terrified at the thought that it had been his stash, but when it turns out that its not, he'll brush it off and laugh about it - adding in a cheeky "Hey where did you find that exactly, I need to know for, blackmail *cough* research purposes"

Strolling into the living room, Oso saw his s/o reading a magazine, cross-legged on the floor. Could have been a gossip magazine at that point for all he knew. Chuckling, he'd say "I hope that's not Ichi's stash again, don't want you mentally sca-"

He saw the cover and recognised it oh shit not this-

It was one of his this time.

He'd go over and gently pry it from their hands. "I don't think you want to be reading that s/o-". Imagine s/o just grabbing his shirt from behind like 'oh no you don't ~'

"Oh I don't, do I ? So you laugh at the other one but not this one, how peculiar~ Do you have maybe, an attachment to this one? You know, something like,,, it belongs to you~?" s/o would snicker. Oso would freeze momentarily, before darting upstairs to relocate his whole stash. "Not today, not any day, this is not a conversation I'm ready to have"

They might end up discussing it, but all it would boil down to is that Oso is stuck in his ways of the Virgin Neet, whether he has a s/o or not lmao

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Karamatsu would scream. His beloved s/o was being mentally scarred by Choromatsu's stash. Bonus if his glasses just full on shatter at seeing that. He'd scream like that one shark puppet (you know the one) when his s/o asked him if he was really into all this idol and other,,, stuff. "NONONONONONO that's my brother's!! That's Choro's stash, you know him - he's the otaku of this family!!" he wouldn't even say buraza instead of brother, that's how serious(ly terrified) he'd be. Save him.

He'd also be quietly taking notes on the location though, just incase he ever had to get back at Choro for something,,I mean he's a sweetheart, but just incase because you know what brothers can be like, regardless of how nice they are ¯\(シ)/¯

A few weeks later, perhaps when going up to the roof together, he'd offer his s/o goes up first. His s/o goes up, he follows suit and suddenly bumps into their back as they stand frozen.

"S/o, are you okay my dar-" he'd follow their line of sight to his hastily hidden 'books'. He'd had to hide them haphazardly once and forgot to tidy them up clearly "- a-ah"

He couldn't even deny they were his, there was a glittery blue bookmark in one of them.

"s/o, I can explain-" he'd start rambling on and on, probably saying stuff like he was a sinful man, a guilt guy™

S/o would just deadpan and grab his cheeks, squishing them so he couldn't continue. "Look, Kara, you're a guy, so it's not something I'm surprised about. It's fine" he'd look relieved

"what I am surprised about though-" he'd feel instant dread again "- is your lack of finesse at hiding them, considering you have five brothers I'd have thought that you'd have that skill" s/o would chuckle at Kara going beetroot

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Choromatsu would feel his legs almost leave from under him at the sight of his s/o kneeling next to one of those books.

He'd quickly go over and take it out of their sight. S/o would look up at Choro "H-hey sweetie, um I think I found one of your-" he'd stop them with a finger on their lips.

"You uh really shouldn't be reading these, they'll probably scar you. I'm concerned not only because this is porn, but mainly because this is actually Todo's. That's totally why I'm worried. It's Todomatsu's, and he's into some weird shit"

Mhm, he was worried because it was Totty's. Definitely not because he was scared that you might have found his. Not at allll~

Fast forward, and s/o is sat against the wall reading. Choro thinks nothing of it, and is sat across from them under the kotatsu. He looks up, and his s/o is looking at the book and,,, blushing ? But, isn't 'Orange' just a normal manga?

He'd quietly get up and look over the top of the 'book', only to find one of his *cough* idol magazines. He'd shriek.

"s-s/o! W-when did you, why are you, w-what the-" he'd die.

Just imagine s/o literally becoming the personification of ',:3c

"Ufufu, research purposes~ I'm done for now though, catch" Cue magazine incoming. He'd come back from the grave just to jump up and put it back behind the bookshelf.

His soul would leave his body immediately after. S/o, you just broke the poor frog

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Ichimatsu would see his s/o with a magazine and freeze. And probably foam at the mouth. His soul would try and escape, but he'd stop it just long enough to literally leap and grab the magazine, not really caring who's it was but praying it wasn't his.

His s/o would likely be sat quietly wondering wth just happened, but would mumble "I didn't know you were into that-", which would cause Ichi to panic a little. Oh wait was it actually his?

Noticing it wasn't, he'd be relieved. He'd be worried again once he noticed a baseball sticker on there though - that's Jyushimatsu's.

"Oh, hah no no no, I'm not into this,,, this is Jyushimatsu's. You don't want to be reading that, my kitten. That stuff is weird and a tad dodgy on a lot of levels. As brothers we agree to not snoop or judge that much because otherwise we'd all need therapy" he'd laugh nervously, still recovering from the scare.

[continuing with the shitpost/teasing s/o trope because I love it now. These are sort of recations/sort of shitpost imagines]

Returning from the kitchen with a glass of water, imagine him just choking on the water as he sees s/o reading. Why, you may ask, it's just reading? Haha no, they found a certain magazine. That was definitely Ichimatsu's; it was by the cat food for christ sake, come on.

The magazine was quickly flung across the room. Ichi would be quietly going "nopenopenopenope-" under his breath. Not today not any day fU-

Glancing back at his s/o, somehow in the second he looked away, they had cat ears. They were teasing him are you actually serious rn s/o-

"I didn't know you were into that kind of stuff-" s/o makes cat paw gestures with their hands, becoming the ',:3c once again "-Ichinyatsu"

Ichi would uh probably low-key die a tad inside.

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"Hey s/o, I'm her-" Jyushi would stop and go:

at the book in s/o's line of view. He'd dash and swoop in to get rid of it before he was exposed, quickly trying to distract them.

Woah wait hang on, maybe I won't be exposed -

It's Karamatsu-niisan's

"I didn't realise you were into all thi-" "It's Karamatsu-niisan's, not mine" his voice would be slightly quiter than usual, and he'd sound a bit more serious. "Oh, I see. Well, that's rather embarrassing for Kara then!" s/o would nervously laugh. Jyushi would take the laugh and use it to distract. "Haha yeah, silly nii-san! He should have hidden it properly if he didn't want anyone to read it~!"

Returning home from the park, him and s/o would head upstairs (yknow, cus they were probably playing baseball and needed to change Idk). However, at the top of the stairs was stuff from the attic.

Shouting from the attic, Matsuyo would say "there's some stuff down here that needs tidying later, you and your brothers can sort your stuff, like books and whatnot"

Books

Oh no she hasn't has she

Glancing at s/o, their face answered his question. Mom has totally just exposed them to the world hasn't she.

"I didn't know you were into this, Jyushi-"

His face would be a cross of the below:

"Ah. T-That's not mine that's uh I don't know but it's not mine" s/o would snicker at this.

"Who else has baseball stickers, Jyushibee?

Sjksjsks caught red handed. He'd sigh in defeat. "Okay fine they're mine, but there's no way in hell you're knowing anymore than what's on the cover" he'd kick them back into the bug encyclopedia as he goes to get out of his baseball uniform. He'd leave s/o with a lot of questions. Bonus if s/o actually had a flick through the magazine while he was changing, and decided to tease him. Honestly a power move, some real guts there

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Seeing his s/o reading on the floor, he'd coo sweetly "Oh s/o, what are you reading~?"

Ask a dumb question, you can tell by looking at the cover that it was not a book he would like his pure s/o to be reading.

Tutting, he'd take the magazine from s/o.

"tut tut s/o, I don't think you want to be reading that vile stuff. You're too pure for that"

S/o would smirk. "Oh, so they're not yours then? Thought it could count as research" Totty would be fighting a blush.

"Oh no, not those. They're stupid eldest's. I emphasise 'stupid' because he clearly didn't hide them properly, amateur"

After coming back from a cafe date, the living room had been left a mess by Todomatsu's older brothers who'd clearly been fighting at some point this afternoon. Stuff was everywhere.

Reluctantly, they'd both try and tidy up a tad. There were books everywhere, since one of the bookshelves had fell down.

Wait, not that bookshelf. Any but that bookshelf

But s/o had already made it to the bookshelf, and they were about to push it back up again when they noticed exactly what Todo didn't want them to

"Oh hey Totty, are these yours? They've got a pink ribbon around them staying 'do not touc-',, oh dear" it had dawned on s/o by the time Totty had took the books and pushed the shelf back up.

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Sksjksjsjs I was literally writing these for the whole day in between bits of homework lmao

I hope they're okay for both anons!

- Mod Yuki ✨

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justprettyqueer · 6 years

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trc headcanon: kisses!

okay, so hear me out - all of them raven kids casually making out with each other sometimes. you remember blue’s pov that was all about how the lot of them are in love with each other? exactly my point.

It starts with Gansey asking to kiss Adam while they are watching a film and also they are cuddling and then Gansey glances over at Adam, and /gosh/, that boy is beautiful

Actually it started earlier, with Gansey carefully asking Blue about their relationship --- I think we can be clear on the fact that we’re dating, now. - Oh, that’s what we’re doing? I just thought we’d secretly hang out and pretend-kiss and hold hands to piss off our friends. - You know what I mean, Jane. Anyhow, this is a bit weird, but I think we should talk about how our relationship’s framed. What is important to you, were are your boundaries, is it closed and if not, how does that work out for us? x

Adam really doesn’t know how to respond to Gansey’s request so he kinda just gay panics and is all “I don’t know, I don’t think Ronan’d like that?” He can’t really stop thinking about this anymore, though.

So, eventually he brings it up with Ronan. They’re lying in Ronan’s bed. Maybe this is not the best time to talk about such stuff, but Adam’s thoughts are caught on it and Ronan can’t sleep anyway. “Hey. Ronan. You know, Gansey asked to kiss me the other week. You think... I mean, how do you feel about that?”

After the “Gansey and Adam sometimes kiss because they’re friends” settles into their normal Raven Kids Doing Stuff Together Routine a secret line’s crossed and it’s not long until everyone’s kissing everyone, pretty much

Noah’s always got a big crush on Ronan and one day he’s just really near to Ronan’s face because he’s dead and doesn’t understand personal space that well anymore and Ronan’s /really looking good/ this close up, so he whispers “you’re beautiful” while already fading (and hoping Ronan didn’t hear it) (he did)

Henry and Gansey kiss because Henry’s really attracted to Gansey and Gansey’s a bi guy who loves his friends and can’t resist a pretty poster kid with great hair.

Ronan must admit he really likes watching Adam and Gansey kiss.

Blue and Noah did kiss before. And it was nice. It also was awkward. It’s still kinda awkward now, because it’s /them/, and Noah’s still cold, but Blue likes it. Noah likes it. So why the heck should they not.

Henry and Ronan don’t kiss. Ronan needs time to let new people into his life and he definitely isn’t the kinda guy who just makes out with people for the fun of it - if Ronan kisses you, it’s cause he loves you dearly. Henry hasn’t been there that long, hasn’t gone though that much with him. So they don’t kiss. (Maybe one day they will)

Noah and Adam find themselves caught under a mistletoe someone hung up at 300 Foxway, and the sensation of their lips touching has a certain sense of rightness to it.

Ronan and Gansey and Adam fall asleep on the couch together, and when Adam wakes in the middle of the night, he doesn’t know why, until he does, and the view of Ronan and Gansey making out is totally worth being deprived of his sleep

Henry and Blue kissed for the first time when the lot of them were playing spinning the bottle. They were drunk. They kissed some more that evening. The alcohol faded, but the kissing bit lingered.

As much as he loves making out with all his friends, nothing of those kisses will ever compare to those Gansey shares with Blue. To that electricity, the that feeling of fully opening up and getting away and getting home. He loves kissing his friends. But he’d never trade the sheer warmth of Blue’s touch for them.

“Czerny”, Ronan says. Again, their faces are way to close to each other. And then Ronan leans in, and Noah doesn’t fade, and they’re kissing, shyly. Tenderness and friendship lies in the touch. It has nothing of the longing that lay in Ronan’s kisses with Adam, nor the sexual tension of those shared with Gansey. It’s all calm and intimate and familiar. They are both dreamers. And their kisses feel like dreams.

Ronan and Blue don’t kiss. Ronan’s gay. It would be awkward. Blue can’t really imagine kissing someone this tall.

Sometimes, jealousy gets the hold of one of them. It’s their insecurities coming up, Adam fearing Ronan might decide he’s not good enough after all, Ronan fearing to slowly become less and less important to Adam, fading. They’re not that good at communicating, but they make do. ‘Cause they both know that at the end of the day, it’s each other they’ll return to. x

Gansey likes the way Noah and light play with each other - How Noah’s invisible, sometimes, or nearly invisible that is, and how bright Noah glows in the sun, the white skin and blond hair reflecting back the light, and letting some shine through. His softness all the more emphasised. Like an angel. Noah’s kisses feel like those of an angel, too.

Gansey and Ronan find kissing is a good way to deal with sleeping troubles. Almost as good as orange juice.

It takes a bit longer for Blue and Adam to get comfortable enough around each other again - everyone is more or less kissing by now. It starts like this: “What are you thinking about, Adam?” - ”I’m just thinking how I really fucked up back then when we were dating - or I thought we were dating, anyhow. I’m sorry, Blue.” It ends like this: “Adam? You remember how I said I didn’t wanna kiss you back then? I think that now I do.”

Actually, Ronan and Blue kissed once too, just that once, because they were playing Truth or Dare and Noah made them. It felt off. They never spoke of it again.

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brrrahoe · 5 years

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the sun is going down - pt. 1

Description: It all should have been different - you believed it’s impossible to be lonely when you’re with him, but you were wrong. That’s why the warm light of the fire was so tempting for you… will you touch it and not get burned?

Pairing: Hoseok x Reader / Jackson Wang x Reader

Words (for this chapter): 3,5k+

Genre: angst / fluff / smut

Warnings: explicit language / more of them later as the story continues

Summary: Your relationship with Hoseok is all you could ever dream of. Of course, it has its’ ups and downs and even though it hasn’t been all sunshine and rainbows lately, you know that together you can overcome every difficulty. Little did you know, the real problem is just about to come.

A/n: Hiya, this is the first chapter of a fanfiction I’m working on rn. It’s gonna be about 10+ parts long, as I plan the story to be pretty deep, developed and engaging. So, if you are one of those who likes to feel the connection and experience y/n’s adventures aren’t we all wanna be y/n, this might be something for you. Hope y’all like it! also sorry for my grammar english is not my mother tongue

“Fuck, fuck, fuck!“ you screamed inside of your head while rushing to get on a plane. You were almost late and there was not a chance that you won’t be there on time. You just had to, there was no other option. There was already one time when because of you stressy-messy life you suddenly happened to forgot, that the “am” hours are VERY different from the “pm” ones. To no one’s but your surprise, when you came to the airport, your plane was already 12 hours away. Even though you started preparing for todays’ flight two days ago, you still managed to be almost too late. Probably a thing to get a stupidity award for.

As you glanced at your lock screen, you saw a few messages and like a freakin’ TENS missed calls. You quickly read some of these - almost all of them were from your boyfriend, Hoseok. ”Hey babe, u ok?“, ”Heeey, I’m starting to worry bout you, is all good?“, ”Y/n, if you won’t answer me in fifteen minutes, I’ll really send someone to find you somehow. It’s no fun you know???“. Shit! As for now, you had enough on your head to additionally be bothered by your - sometimes a little overprotective - boyfriend.

”I’m ok, leaving in 10 minutes“, you responded shortly, just after you got through the last security check and finally sat your exhausted self on a uncomfortable plane seat accompanied by a loud sigh coming from your mouth. “THANK GOD!! waiting for u babe~~~” Hobi answered a moment before you turned the airplane mode on. Only a few hours left and you will finally be in Korea again. Ah. You forgot to ask Hoseok if he’s going to be waiting for you at the airport when you land. But considering that you texted him that you’re ok, he propably would know that everything is going as planned and he should pick you up… Well, he always does that.

You looked through the window next to you. The sun was slowly going down, making the world slightly orange hued. The plane was already filled with pretty decent amount of people. And you were sitting there, couldn’t focus on anything but the thought of the CHANCE you might be stinking from all of the earlier rush. Trying to discreetly look at your seat-neighbor you’ve searched for any signs of disgust on his face. Fortunately, he was almost asleep. After a quick instructions about eventual emergencies from the stewardess, your flight finally started.

Getting a little sleepy, you put your headphones in and played some chill music. Your mind started to let relaxing thoughts fly through your mind. You could almost already feel the familiar scent of your boyfriends’ perfume bumping to your nose when he hugged you tightly. The image of his comforting body warmness almost covered you like a blanket. You haven’t seen him in a three months, but that was more than enough to make you miss him like crazy. Though he was texting you almost every one hour and FaceTimed you when he could, almost all of these messages were about how bad he wants to touch you, feel you, smell you and all of that stuff. Hoseok is a extremely touchy person and he even makes sure to never let go of your hand when you meet each other. Unfortunately, he didn’t have much time for you these days. Of course you weren’t a stupid ass and you knew that he has to deal with shitload of things with his carrier, friendships and family on a daily basis. Still, it couldn’t stop you from being a little blue sometimes when you two were supposed to go on a date, which at the end never took place. Hobi was trying his best to make it up to you everytime that happened, but you also could notice that he is super exhausted and wanted to let him rest as often as he could. Even when it was only you reading a book and him sleeping with his head laying peacefully on your lap.

"Even a sunshine has to sleep sometimes” you thought sleepily, with your eyes slowly closing. Before you fell asleep, the last thing catching your eye was the warm color of the sky and a shy looking moon subtly showing on the evening sky.

As you wearily raised your eyelids, the only thing you could feel was the numbness of your neck. You woke up an hour before planned landing, but you weren’t able to go back to sleep again. You passed that time with listening to music and trying to make yourself looking somehow decent. It was pretty impossible though, considering that the last ten hours of your life were focusing only on sitting stiff in one position and having no more room to even straighten your legs out. It didn’t bother you as long as you were sleeping, but now you can feel that every part of your body is weak and slightly aching. You brushed your hair and put some mattifying powder on your face, but there was no way you could hide dark circles under your eyes. It didn’t stop your heart to bump stronger with every thought of the fact that you’re going to see your little sunshine in no time.

When you could finally turn the airplane mode off, the message notification popped up immediately. You didn’t even wonder who would that be from. “oh i forgot to say have a safe flight!! <3” A light smirk showed on your face. “I’m at the airport” - you typed lazily, sending a message, then started to write a second one - “you here or I’m taking a cab home? :(“. It didn’t even last a ten seconds when Hoseok responded “u crazy or what, I’m waiting there with a huge sign for over an hour so COME FAAAASR” You laughed at his excitement caused typo as you were waiting for your luggage. Within five minutes you felt your phone vibrating again “how looooooong”. As you looked at the sliding bags, you finally saw yours. You went to pick it up and pulled out your phone one more time “already have my luggage, coming. wanna grab me a coffee? please I’m gonna faint???” you asked Hoseok. Again, he texted you back in no time “no way. it’s 6 am. I’m hungry and probably so do you so we’re going to have a proper breakfast”. You sighed quietly. It’s not that you didn’t wanted to have a breakfast, you just preferred to jump into bed with Hobi and sleep together till the afternoon. Unfortunately, your expectations missed Hoseok’s and you kind of felt the duty of fulfilling his wish. Also, with the somehow desperate sound of the message, you felt in your bones that you two won’t have much time to spend together in the upcoming week. “oh my, ok, but coffee first” you stated and walked down to the luggage drop exit.

“O, sesang-e, nae yeojaae ya, neomu jichyeo beolyeoseo yulyeong-eulbogoiss-eo?????” Hobi shouted in Korean and you understood only “Oh my God”, “exhausted” and “ghost”. Fuck, are you looking that bad?

“As far as I understand you just called me an exhausted ghost” you laughed as you came to him close enough so he was able to lift you up and make a few spins to make you even more dizzy than you already were.

“Nah, just told you how much I love you” he said while spinning you around. Few seconds more and you might seriously throw up. “I know you know saranghae but I wanted to emphasise it, you know. Better! The longer the phrase the bigger the love. You know that saying?”

You two bursted into laugh once again. God, he would always immediately cheer you up. His whole self just expressed happiness and you were sure that even though you were on the edge of tiredness your eyes sparkled exactly the same way as his when he looked at you.

“Where is that huge sign you fussed about?” you asked, pretending to be looking around.

As you couldn’t find the thing you were looking for, you theatrically made an angry pout with your lips. Seeing that, Hoseok’s face darkened a little. To be honest you couldn’t tell if his expression is fake or not, but he suddenly started to also look around and seek for the lost item.

“Oh nooo! Somebody must have took it away from me while I was unconsciously looking to spot you in this crowd.” he dropped his arms down, resignfully. “Guess we have to head for our breakfast without it. Ready?” he asked, reaching for your hand with his. You nodded and took his hand. Of course Hoseok was the one who took care of your huge ass luggage as long as you two walked to his car.

You fell asleep again when your boyfriend drove you to the cafe. The front seat of his car was much more comfortable and soft to be sitting in than the plane one, so it was extremely easy just to close your eyes and let the cozyness wrap you up. Hoseok, noticing your actions, played some quiet but bouncy music on his car radio and jammed subtly, letting his happiness and excitement lead his movements. He was so glad that he had you around again, so from time to time he just unintentionally touched your lap or glanced at your sleeping self. He decided you two shall go to a small coffee place nearby his practice hall. You still had about three hours left for his training to start, so there was no rush to bother you now. As you peacefully slept, he carefully parked his car, being aware not to wake you up accidentally. Before you finally woke up, he watched you for a few minutes with a huge smile on his face. Opening your eyes to that view made your heart bump a little faster. He giggled and bend his upper body to place a subtle kiss on your forehead, making you smile. Reaching for your bag, you opened the car door and walked outside. Hobi quickly walked up to you, pulling you into a hug again.

“Have I told you how much I missed you already?” he whispered to your ear and then kissed your neck tenderly. You felt a little shiver running through your spine, as your cheeks blushed. You started to count on your fingers, which he didn’t notice.

“Like a six times today. Yesterday propably around ten.” He laughed again. Actually, he laughed a lot, but he was the type of person to do so. It took him about thirty more seconds to realise that he should propably let you go and head to the intended destination. It was still really early in the morning, the air was cold and your breath made a steam coming out of your mouth. Snowflakes started to fall down to the ground, making the road slippy. Of course Hoseok had opened the door for you when you walked inside the cafe. Besides you two and staff, there were about five more people at the coffeehouse. Hobi sat you down and went to order something for you both. You followed him with your eyes, as he stood there, having a cheerful smalltalk with the barista. With the help of the employee, he took all the food and drinks he bought and walked over your table. He knew exactly what you like, so it was no surprise when you saw him placing steaming hot, tall latte and huge bagel with egg and veggies before you. You nodded to the waiter with a quiet “thank you” and waited for your boyfriend to sit at the opposite side of the table.

“Do you have work today?” you asked, holding a cup of coffee and sipping continuously. You wished you could just drink the whole liquid straight away, but it was too hot to even take a proper sip. Damn, this man really knew how to stop your stupid behaviour, even unintentionally.

“Yeah, unfortunately.”

"What time do you start?”

"10:30” he responded shortly, cutting off the work topic. You both didn’t like to talk too much about his responsibilities when you were together. Of course, sometimes you had to, but Hoseok always made sure to make this as short as possible. As much as he loved his job, he also loved you, and the carrieer of a k-pop idol wasn’t making it any easier. You took a bite of your bagel. From the slight sharpness of his answer you could deduce somthing wasn’t right.

“Is something bothering you?” You looked at him worried.

“Now? No, not really. I’m just little out of space ‘cause I’m trying to find the closest day when we could have an actual date. We have to celebrate that you came back.” His smile could seriously make the sun come out even on a rainy day. You nodded, and next you just had a casual conversation. There was no need for you to update him on anything, he knew all of what was happening to you during all this time you were gone and so did you about him. You laughed a lot and had a good time, but you still could somehow feel that even though he said everything is ok, it was not. Something in his behaviour was different, but maybe it was really just because of both yours and his exhaustment.

After you ate breakfast, your boyfriend drove you back to your place and walked you to the door. Still sad that he had to leave, you waved at him through the door when you walked into your apartment. Hoseok was still standing there, looking straight at you without even blinking, his arms crossed on his chest. His tender posture seemed like he was trying to hold off something, and you didn’t even know what. Did you do anything wrong? Was he about to tell you something that you thought bothered him in the morning? You furred your eyebrows, unsure what to think, and placed your bag on the luggage standing next to you.

“Hey, what?” you asked as Hobi started to walk towards you, leaving the front door open. You took a little step back, almost unnoticeable, astonished by his sudden determination. Within a few long steps, Hoseok was an inch from you, piercing you with his dark eyes. Suddenly, he made a final step and pinned your body to the wall behind. You gasped just before he pressed his lips on yours. You could feel the pressure of his heartbeat going through your winter jackets, that you didn’t even had time to take off. The kiss was passionate and rough, but still in a gentle way. Hoseok lips were soft, but the confidence pulsing from him made the moment extremely tense. He always expressed all of the emotions growing inside him with his touch. Even when he couldn’t say what he wanted to, at the end he just showed it with his actions, and this situation was the perfect example.

You kissed him back, placing your hands on his back and pressing his body even closer to yours, craving for him to stay longer. Because of your thick jacket, you were slowly getting really warmed up. As Hoseok’s skin got hot, his citrus perfume was even more noticeable. Hobi rushed his hand through your hair, grabbing your waist with the second one, his body trembling a little. You felt your cheeks getting more and more blushed as he was slowly rubbing your back, bottom, then going back to waist again. You were already turned on and your chest got heavy, but Hoseok didn’t even took his lips from yours, not allowing you to catch a single breath. You haven’t seen your boyfriend in such a long time and you also felt his hungriness for your body. His lips started travelling to your neck, leaving a delicately red marks on your skin. Your breath got sharper and you let a quiet moan come out of your mouth.

All of a sudden, Hoseok took back and looked straight into your eyes, both of your faces blushed, breath still heavy. God, he was so beautiful with his dark, dimmed expression.

“I’m sorry” he said, diving his face into your clavicle “I couldn’t just go leaving you here looking at me like that. I’m sorry, really I shouldn’t have done this now.”

"What?” you asked confused. Jesus, all of the words you said in the last half an hour was mostly “what?”. Well, actually, what else you could say after you were making out like crazy for the past three minutes and now he is like “oh sorry sorry we shouldn’t oh sorry sorry nothing happened”?

“Fuck, how do I even explain this to you” he said, shaking his head, with a guilty expression on his face. “Yeah, you better explain it somehow”, you thought “I shouldn’t, ‘cause I have to leave in, like-” he looked at his watch “five minutes, and we propably won’t be able to meet today, even tomorrow” as he counted, your face started to turn sad “I don’t know if even this week” he stated after a short pause. You felt like your heart stopped for a second, but it actually wasn’t anything surprising.

“Oh.” That was everything your smart mind could think of after his words. You weren’t disappointed, why would you be? You knew from the start how a relationship with a freakin’ worldwide k-pop idol would look like. “Hey, I’m not mad!” You felt like you should make it clear. “I’m sure we will have some time together. We can grab lunch or something, it doesn’t have to be long” your tone sounded pretty desperate. He twisted his mouth into a pout as he heard you saying that. He wasn’t irritated with you, just with the whole situation you two were in.

“I’ll try my best” he smiled lightly, then placed a soft kiss on your lips. "But now I really have to go.”

"Let me know when you get there” you said with a kinda sad smile on your face, ‘cause you actually didn’t know what else you could say. His arms let go of your body as he slowly headed back to the entrance. The front door was still opened.

“Love you” he said, blowing you a kiss with a smiling face, slowly disappearing in the corridor.

(if you’re curious what Hoseok said, according to our dear GoogleTranslate it’s “oh my god is this my girl or im so exhausted that i’m seeing a ghost???)

“I got there, boys are sending you their love <3” Hoseok texted you after half an hour. You smirked lightly to your phone screen “give them some love from me too” you replied and continued to unpack your stuff from the suitcase. The apartment was honestly still full of your belongings, you took only the most necessary stuff for your trip. You didn’t need much, considering that you were going to a dance camp, where you were a teacher. “Why three months?”, you could ask. Actually, there was a three camps in a row, all of them a month long. And, humbly saying, you were pretty popular as the choreographer, so everybody went over the moon after it was publicly said that you would be there. You also didn’t want to miss the chance to make your popularity grow even higher. The pressure of being an idols’ girlfriend was still on your mind, so you wanted everyone to think of you as high as possible.

When you unpacked all of your things, you fell onto the couch and turned the tv on. You didn’t really have any plans for the upcoming week, as long as the Hoseok said that he probably won’t have time to meet you. It’s not that you didn’t have any friends - they were not close enough to you to know that you’ve already came back to Korea. To be honest, you actually didn’t mind staying at home for a whole week, watching some tv shows and eating takeaway food and going to work only when you had to. Hobi would propably be agitated seeing this type of behaviour - he always took care of you, making sure you were in perfect health, with a balanced diet. He just wanted to see you happy and sometimes it leaded him to be kind of an overprotective boyfriend, but he was pure with his actions towards you and wanted only all of the best for you. Your pure sunshine.

It still couldn’t stop you from having a human feelings and being sad when your loved one was not around. Like the casual girlfriend, you wanted to do THINGS with your boyfriend, even a simple ones like grocery shopping. Hiya, stop that, what kind of a grocery shopping, when you knew pretty well he had everything that he needed to be done around him done by someone else. It wasn’t a bad thing, you just had a simple desires and a simple thoughts of a simple human being. Even though you sometimes acted like a luxurious bitch you were really down to earth and usually had wishes easy to fulfill. Unfortunately, although he really wanted to, your boyfriend didn’t have time for that. So, most of the time you just worked with different bands and built a choreographies for them at your small dancehall, then headed back to your flat to read some books or watch tv alone. Rarely, you hang out with friends, but as long as you were hanging around the k-pop industry, they also didn’t have much free time. Sounds like a life of a loser, but you actually were pretty happy with how things turned out. It wasn’t frequent that someone like you made such a successful career.

Suddenly, you felt your phone vibrating next to your ear. It was another message from Hoseok, which you didn’t expect, ‘cause you knew he was at the dance practice. You raised your eyebrows as you read “I have something to tell you. Lunch tomorrow?”. At one time you were suprised that he had some spare time, but also you were frightened of the message tone. Something to tell you? Like, what the fuck? He wanted to break up with you or something? No, it can’t be it, earlier today he was sorry for kissing you too passionately and now he would break up with you? No, no, no, it had to be something else. BUT WHAT? “can’t you tell me on the phone? I’ll be worried sick” you responded fast, but then you thought it sounded like you don’t want to have a lunch with him, so you started to quickly type another text “but tomorrow lunch is also ok. what hour?” you replied again. “around 2pm, is that ok with u?” he texted back, not mentioning anything about the previous message you’ve sent. “k, see you then, miss you already” you wanted to soften his heart a little. He messaged you back with just a simple heart and you let your mind make a lot of fucked up stories how tomorrow lunch might end.

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