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alicanta77 · 3 years

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NCT Dream Reaction: Dating Yuta’s younger sister

Mark:

right

it’s no secret that yuta loves mark

like LOVES mark

butttttttt

he is also very protective of you

i mean, you are his baby sister

so mark is absolutely terrified to tell yuta

literally waits for as long as he can until you force him to come clean

as soon as he finds out yuta just goes as intimidating as possible

and literally stars mark down with a death glare

eventually you calm him down although mark is now scared for his life

“i’m gonna be killed in my sleep”

so mark immediately tries to show yuta just how much he loves you

and once yuta sees that, mark begins to relax around him again

these two aren’t gonna sit down and talk about it, rather have a mutual agreement to keep their friendship and your relationship separate

yuta literally brings you everywhere with 127 and if fans ask, you just came to see your brother

but in reality he lets you spend the whole time with mark

honestly, considering how busy mark is, yuta doing this is probably the reason that the two of you made it through some rough patches

mark feels a bit awkward talking about your relationship with yuta but is still eternally grateful that yuta helps you two so much

realises that yuta cares about you both and will do literally anything for you to be happy

Renjun:

doesn’t want you to know how nervous he is for it

is definitely one to tell him earlier rather than later

but waits until it’s serious like he doesn’t tell him after the first date

yuta was coming to see you and you both agreed to tell him when he did

but the poor boy chickened out and literally hid under your kitchen table

so yuta was pretty confused as to why you had a crouching renjun

but it broke the ice quickly and forced you to tell him what was going on

after finding out yuta was just silent

like didn’t say a word for a while and you were getting nervous and slightly worried too

eventually you you just ask him if he’s doing okay

“yuta, you alright?”

*deep sigh* “...yes...”

“you sure about that?”

“...yes... i mean it could be worse”

renjun is only a little offended by that

it takes yuta a minute but after he watches the two of you together he sees just how perfect and happy you are

and realises that if renjun makes you happy, then yuta is happy with that

and will do anything to make sure that you keep that smile on your face

Jeno:

he deadass gets away with it for a surprisingly long time

like you two were GOOD at hiding it

the dream members knew but it took mark accidentally letting it slip and hyuck not being there to cover up his mistake for yuta to find out

immediately makes his way over to the dream dorm even tho it was like 11pm

and bursts through the door to find you there with jeno

sits the two of you down and demands an explanation

so you explain everything to him and he literally just nods as goes “ok”

yuta probably could not care less that you were dating jeno

you were both completely surprised by that

he was just upset that you didn’t tell him

he knows you were nervous cause he’s protective over the people he loves

but he cares about you and wants to know what’s going on in your life

falls in love with your relationship pretty quickly

just really enjoys seeing you so happy around jeno

probably requests to do some schedule with dream so that he can bring you with him

just organises so many ways for you to see jeno or brings jeno to the 127 dorms etc.

basically, you realise that you should have told him much earlier cause he literally does all he can to help the two of you

Hyuck:

yeah yuta figures it out wayyyyy before hyuck wanted to tell him

hyuck was trying to get on his good side by doing impromptu nice things

so yuta was obviously suspicious, i mean this is donghyuck

but when hyuck didn’t tease him after a mistake that he knew something was up

it only clicked the next time yuta brought you up in conversation

hyuck perking up at the mention of your name and smiling gave it away

initially yuta wanted to kill him until he realised that this could be fun

he knew hyuck and knew that he loves deep and wouldn’t hurt you

but you’re still his lil sister and hyuck’s gotta go through initiation

says he doesn’t want you dating and watches as hyuck just tenses

then mentions that you’re visiting and watches as hyuck starts to sweat

then says “I’m sure you’re happy to see your gf again hyuck right?”

and watches as the poor boy just malfunctions

clears the rest of 127 out to talk to him

they come to an understanding and hyuck gets yuta’s blessing

but forget to tell you this so you get one hell of a surprise when you arrive

yuta uses the fact that you’re his sister to let you see hyuck all the time

the two of them definitely gang up on you good luck

but at the end of the day they both love you so much and would do anything for you

Jaemin:

ahhhhh the na brothers

is probably the only one to actually sit down with yuta and talk about your relationship with him

like explains how much he loves you and that it would mean a lot to him if yuta approved of the two of you

gives a long and emotional speech about his love for you

yuta teared up slightly but they both agreed it was the wind

and by the end of the day, you had his blessing

also probably did this before even asking you out

yuta is so protective over your relationship

refuses to let anyone talk bad about the two of you

has definitely got in trouble with SM for sneaking you in to the dorms or sneaking jaemin out

but he does NOT CARE

he will literally do anything for you so suck it SM

yuta probably defends the two of you a lot more than you know

like casually starts to slip into vlives how idols should be allowed to date

or other things like that

he is always looking out for the two of you

so you basically have a guardian angel looking over your relationship

Chenle:

yeah he wants to keep it to himself

but he gets excited that he’s dating someone as amazing as you and it reaches yuta pretty quickly

yuta has pretty mixed reactions to this news

like goes from shocked to confused to angry to happy to dread to protectiveness to a terrifying mixture of them all

appears in your place as soon as he hears

literally just appears, you turn around and he’s suddenly there

“WHAT IS GOING ON?!!?!?!” *literally shaking and almost shouting*

“oh... hi bro...whats up?” *you speaking in tiny*

brings chenle to you immediately and you two explain

“we’re dating...”

“WHY?”

“cause he makes me happy...”

“oh... okay then...” *calming down slightly*

you both take this time to assure him that you really like each other and you don’t want this relationship to end

when he hears that you thought he might force it to end he goes full protective again

and makes sure you know that he will never do that

instead he literally becomes so protective over your relationship

literally SM once tried to call you in to talk about it and yuta went NUTS

he’s so damn protective and would do anything to keep you both safe

Jisung:

FEAR

like literally nothing more

just FEAR

he thought debuting or facing saesangs was scary

but that was NOTHING compared to the fear he is feeling

hyuck was also not helping him at all

he probably knew how nervous sung was and kept telling stories about how protective yuta was and how he was constantly threatening to kill anyone who touched his baby sister

sung is literally almost shaking poor chick

jaemin literally slapped hyuck on the head to get him to stop

when it comes to telling him

yuta literally takes one look at the terrified boy and probably thinks teasing would be mean

but he does it anyway

not for long tho cause sung is in a state and a half

so yuta quickly gives his permission

as loving as yuta can be he’s also a little too invested in your love life

so you both keep your relationship as PRIVATE as you can

so yuta finds everything out from hyuck who snitches on you

yuta just cares a lot about you and wants you to be happy

once he’s satisfied that jisung makes you happy, he backs off and only appears to fight off management for you two

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shinsorokiri · 4 years

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UA Idol | Chapter Thirteen

Hitoshi Shinsou x Reader

Word Count: 2,414

Warnings: Language, dense Shinsou and (Y/n) (the usual)

A/N: Hey I finished it! I’m sorry again for having to change the upload day, I’ve just got lots going on but this is honestly a way for me to let off steam and kind of relax so I don’t want to put it on a hiatus. Besides, after the show that I’m in is over in October it’ll be easier for me to start posting again! Anyways, I hope you enjoy this chapter. I wish I could have made it a little longer, but it is kind of a filler full of fluff. Hopefully the next one will be super long since it’ll be the performances. Enjoy!

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By the time you two had finished piecing your song together, it was literally the next morning. To be fair, you had decided on what lyrics would be sung when along with adding some beat to it and decided you were both going to play the piano and alternate with each other. When you sang, you were playing, when he sang, you were playing, and when they two of you were singing together, you were both playing. It was wild. And you couldn’t wait to perform it. “Do you think Mina and Denki are still up?”

“I have absolutely no idea. Hold on, I’ll text them,” you say, pulling out your phone and sending a text in the little group chat the four of you have. Surprisingly, Denki texts back almost immediately. “Uh… why did Denki just say ‘is that you god? please… save us… we’re in the stairwell… we’d do anything,’?” Shinsou asks, and you laugh. “I think it means he didn’t sleep and he wants us to go visit him and Mina. I could be crazy though, I don’t know,” you say and Shinsou rolls his eyes. “Let’s go, it’s time to see what these two dramatic assholes are doing.”

You and Shinsou make your way to the stairwell, immediately spotting Mina and Denki hunched over on the steps. “You two have to deal with this every day?” Mina groans, spotting the two of you. You look at each other then back at them, shrugging. “Yeah, when I was about fourteen I got used to it,” Shinsou says. “This is Hell,” Denki groans and you and Shinsou sigh. “I think you can survive this one, tiger,” you say and he gives you a smirk. “You should not have called him that, look at his smug face, look what you did,” Shinsou says, motioning furiously at Denki. You chuckle, shrugging while he huffs at you. He was cute when he got annoyed. Especially when he was being lowkey jealous, even if he knew that you and Denki would never amount to anything but friends. He couldn’t help it, I mean his basically perfect best friend who just so happened to be smirking at his basically perfect crush I mean seriously, if you two got together it would literally be painful how perfect everything would be. “Tosh, bro, stop glaring at me, I’m not gonna steal your girlfriend,” Denk teases him, and you both turn bright red. “SO UH,” Shinsou clears his throat, trying to play it cool and not like he just screamed, “Why did you want us to come here?” “Tell us if this sounds good,” Denki says, sitting up and pulling Mina up along with him. “Well hold on, what are you guys about to sing?” you ask, sitting on the stairs and taking up the spot they were just occupying. “Well we didn’t wanna do a love song because I mean, I’m not into… his kind, so we decided on something hot that both of us could sing about and have it be okay,” Mina says, and you grin. “And what would that be?” Shinsou asks, plopping down right next to you. Weird how his lavender scent always made everything hazy around you. Guess you just like it that much. And it’s not like you couldn’t pay attention to what was happening, you could. In fact, everything was just better when you were seeing the world in lavender. “We settled on break up with your girlftiend, i’m bored,” Denki says and you and Shinosu make a “makes sense” face at each other. “Sounds very you two,” Shinsou says, and Mina blows him a kiss. “Thank you!”

“Sing the damn song.”

“Okay, okay,” Denki says, and then he begins strumming the beginning of it on his guitar. You grin, the way he was picking and strumming it was very satisfying and fitting to the way they wanted to perform it. And of course, the two of them singing together was gold. I mean, they just sound good together, and the fact that it kind of looked like Denki and Mina were trying to get the same girl to break up with her girlfriend because they were bored was truly a work of art. It was also nice to just see them perform a song together and have fun with it. “I, for one, think that’s the perfect song choice and way to play it,” you tell them, and they grin at you. “Thank god. If y’all didn’t like it, I don’t know what the hell we would have done,” Mina says, and Denki nods, setting his guitar back down. “It’s a very sitting song choice for the two of you, not to mention you sound great together. So there’s that,” Shinsou says, giving them a thumbs up. “So what did you two come up with?” Mina asks, and you look at each other. “Should we tell them?”

“I don’t know, maybe we should just keep it a surprise.”

“A surprise?” Mina asks, her eyebrows furrowed. “You realize you have to sing a song on the list for this one?” Denki says. “Yeah, we know.”

“Who said we weren’t?” you ask, and Mina and Denki give you a confused look. “If you were, then just tell us what it is.”

“Who said we were just singing one,” Shinsou says with a shrug, and Mina and Denki look back and forth between you two. “What the hell does that mean?” Mina asks, and you laugh. “You’ll see, it’s unfair to know and not be surprised like everyone else, now is it?” you wink at her, and she sighs. “Whatever, you two are fucking weird. When do people start singing?” Denki asks, and you glance at the time on your phone. “Well, it’s six in the morning and the first group goes at three in the afternoon. So, you have nine hours, however if you want to sleep it would probably take like five to ten minutes for you to get a ride back to the hotel and fall asleep and then there’s soundcheck for everyone from two and on and I know that the both of you probably need an hour and a half to get dressed and do your hair and–”

“It actually takes me two,” Mina interrupts. “Yeah, and it takes me two and a half. This hair doesn’t get styles perfectly by nothing happening to it,” Denki says, and you sigh. “Okay whatever. As I was saying before I was so rudely interrupted. You both have around, oh I don’t know, like four hours of sleep before you would need to be back here and ready to perform.”

“Okay! I’m down, by guys, see y’all later,” Denki says, immediately sprinting outside. “WAIT FOR ME YOU MAN WHORE,” Mina s c r e a m s, chasing after him. “The two of them are very… interesting,” you say, earning a laugh from Shinsou. “Yeah, that’s certinaly a word to describe them.”

“You know, I would say we should get some sleep, but if I’m being honest, I don’t know if I can. Like, yeah, I’m tired but I mean… I’m still anxious about this next performance,” you say, and he nods. “I get it…” he says before dropping off. He begins thinking before he stands up and pulls you back to the practice room the two of you had been at all night. “Shinsou, I don’t think we need to practice anymore; our voices could get hoarse and shot and it would be bad for–”

“We’re not practicing, we’re getting some sleep. If you’re tired, then you’re getting sleep,” he says, turning the lights off and locking the door. You stare at him as his phone light illuminates his face. You know he’s only setting an alarm, but the way that the light is hitting his features is beautiful. He somehow looks like an angel even when the light is coming from underneath of him and just barely illuminating him. The way you felt about him was not good, you had sworn to yourself that you would never catch feelings like this for anyone ever again. Love is a dangerous and painful chase, and you were tired of trying to keep up with it. But you couldn’t deny that you thought he was a very attractive man with a very attractive personality. And you also couldn’t deny the urge you got to kiss him every so often. “Alright, I have the alarm set for noon, that gives us a chance to be up and ready for when Denki and Mina get back here. I texted them to bring us some clothes, so we look presentable and don’t have to run back and forth to the hotel. Now, lay down, the producers gave us this pillow and blanket and I think you should use it,” he says, handing them over to you and turning his phone off, enveloping the two of you in darkness. “Uh, no you deserve it,” you say, shoving it back toward him. He sighs. “(Y/n)… I can’t use these when I know you could use them. I would feel too guilty,” he says, literally throwing them back at you. Now it’s your turn to sigh. “Alright… so… I have an idea, but if we do it, it doesn’t leave this room and we do not turn the lights on so the producers can see us.”

“I’m listening.”

“Okay so… there’s only one blanket and pillow so how about we… y’know… share…?”

He stares at you for a moment through the darkness, and you can’t necessarily see him, but you can feel the intensity radiating off of him. “…Share?”

“Yes. Like… I don’t know… cuddle… I guess?”

Thank god it’s pitch black. You’d probably die if he knew how red you were right now. You absolutely cannot stop blushing. This was 100% something you wanted, but you didn’t want to admit that outloud. Little did you know, Shinsou was in the exact same boat as you. He was just frantically trying to get his heartbeat to calm down before you would be able to hear and feel it from close range. “Uh… yeah, yeah sure. Okay. Good thinking,” he says, performing his signature neck scratch. But you couldn’t see it. Did you visualize it though? Oh absolutely.

You laid, down placing the pillow under your head. Before you could place the blanket over yourself, you felt another head hit the pillow, and suddenly you felt someone else’s breath hit your face. Damn, he was literally so close. What the fuck. What the fuck. You feel the blanket being placed over your body, as well as an arm. A really strong arm that you know is Shinsou’s because even though he hates going to the gym, he’s literally trained in karate which is really cool and also really hot because he’s really in shape and yeah, uh, stop thinking about that right now. You’re too nervous about him feeling your heart about to beat out of your chest to realize his is beating just as fast. You tried to push back these thoughts, and in doing so you were reminded of some aspects of your past relationship. But no matter how long you tried to dwell on those thoughts, you always came back to Shinsou. And his warm smile. And his embrace. And his scent, and his demeanor, and his humor, and, well, him. And just thinking about him and feeling his warmth had your eyes slowly shutting. And you were craving more warmth from him. Or maybe you were just craving him. And as much as that thought would scare you, right now you don’t care. You just know you feel safe and comfortable in his arms.

But the fact that he actually has you in his arms right now is crazy to him. It’s lowkey a dream come true, but he knows he can’t really comment on it. This was just a way to ensure you were both comfortable. Obviously. No other intentions behind this. And he may not be able to see your face right now, but he can feel your breath hitting his nose, and it causes him to smile. He could only imagine the look on your perfect face right now. He wished he could see it, but the lights had to be off so no cameras could spy in on the two of you and try to get some juicy gossip for the episode. The two of you lay like that for quite some time, and he only hopes you fell asleep. He has intense troubles with it, and even though he knows that you struggle with it too, he’s worse. But somehow, knowing your with him is way more comforting than any of his cool down rituals, or any of the sleepy time tea he drinks or even the melatonin he takes when his insomnia gets really bad. And he feels himself getting tired. Crazy the affects you have on him.

Before he starts drifting off, he feels you bury your head in his neck. Of course, it surprises him, but when he feels the steady breathing coming from your body, he knows you’re asleep. He can’t help but smirk knowing that you wanted to be closer to him in your sleep. He wanted you to be closer too, so that’s why he tightened his grip around your body and closed his eyes. He could get used to this feeling.

Of course, he also had the nagging fear in the back of his mind about falling in love again. He was afraid that with you, that would be possible. Now yeah, he’s had shitty relationships, but the relationships weren’t the thing he was scared of. The majority of the people he loved, and even loves, in his life had all left. And he didn’t want that to happen with you. He never planned on it to happen with anyone ever again. But right now, with you asleep in his arms, that fear was pushed to the very back of his brain. All he could think about was how happy he was in this moment. And for the first time in a long time, he fell asleep with a smile on his face. You two were able to sleep long enough that you both had dreams.

Too bad neither of you will ever tell the other that they were about each other.

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returningwriter · 4 years

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A Night at the Lux

So this was posted before over on AO3 but because I don’t think I’ll be able to post much here today I present to you my weird little Supergirl/Lucifer crossover to tide you Tumblr folks over. Roll the intro hype!

"...Kara Zor-El what is it that you truly desire?”

A short and sweet story wherein Kara, while on assignment for CatCo in Los Angeles, finds herself at a nightclub called Lux and draws the attention of its annoyingly charming owner. There will be admissions of desires, singing and Kara deciding to stop being so weak about confronting Lena. Supergirl is about to dance with the Devil.

“You... at the end of all things, I thought about you..."

All in all, Kara felt that this trip to Los Angeles had been a roaring success and there had not been a single Supergirl emergency that required her attention. CatCo had sent her to cover a video-game convention something she had jumped at the chance to do. Especially after the last few months being one disaster after another.

The Red Daughter and the dark mirror she’d been forced to stare into. The Crisis and carrying the burden of hope as Oliver had sacrificed his life for the multiverse and then coming back from that with Lena still hating her freaking guts thanks to Lex’s machinations and her own stupidity. It had been a rough year, even by her standards and she'd fought World Killers and evil Nazi Doppelgangers.

It hadn’t been all doom and gloom though, the Crisis and the following universal reboot meant that Kate and Barry were now only a phone call away and she had more masked friends than ever before with Nia and Brainy around. Alex was happy with Kelly and her extended family was strong even though it was missing a key member. None of that was the reason why she was in a nightclub called Lux with some of the reporters that had been covering the convention. No, she was here due to good old-fashioned peer pressure.

Truth be told, this place wasn’t her scene at all, she was a dive bar kind of girl and this place well it was too loud and glitzy. People watching from her safe spot in the corner while sipping her virgin Virgin Mary she counted down the minutes until she could go back to her hotel room.

Watching the club's patrons dance and drink the night away while wondering why there was a grand piano in a nightclub did take her mind of Lena though. Now, by her estimations, it was two more hours of this. Then she could make her exit without offending her peers and get back to the hotel to mope in private.

“Now I know every regular that comes through my doors, but I don’t think I’ve seen you before,” a British accented voice said and when she looked up she was faced with what could best be described as a tall, dark and handsome man in a black suit with piercing eyes. How she had not heard him approach her private corner? She thought before she found herself strangely compelled to explains why she was here.

“I’m not from around here, actually, I’m in town on business but would really love to be back on the couch at home and... why am I telling you this?” she asked as the words fell out of her mouth and on a hunch she used her x-ray vision to be sure that this wasn’t an alien. But what she saw confused her more than anything. Because upon using her enhanced senses, he appeared like a glowing being of light.

“It’s a gift, people always seem to want to tell me things, Lucifer, Morningstar,” the man introduced himself while taking a seat across from her.

“Kara Zor… Kara Danvers,” she said almost saying Kara Zor-El before finding the willpower to resist the man’s annoyingly soothing voice and piercing gaze.

“Oh, you’re impressive Miss Danvers,” he laughed, and she wished she’d paid more attention to when Eliza had been trying to teach her about Earth religions because that name was so familiar.

“Lena doesn’t seem to think so, she thinks I’m downright vile right now,” she said and that was it. Who was this being? Because he, sure as heck wasn’t human or alien and she sure as heck didn’t need her mind probed right now. Especially by some smooth-voiced club owner and she felt anger and rage rising in her chest.

“What are you?” she demanded with a bit more steel to her voice while letting the mask of Kara Danvers, good-natured reporter, slip.

“Oh, hello there, I must say this whole duality of being you got going on here is very interesting, Kara Zor-El, and I told you already my name is Lucifer Morningstar,” he laughed and greeted her again.

“As in the Judeo-Christian devil? The one that fell?” she asked in disbelieve when it finally clicked, but she'd always been more of a science guild girl herself anyways ever since she was a kid on Krypton and Krypton didn't really have a devil analog in their pantheons aside from Vohc the Breaker.

“The one and only and you look like one Constantine’s little friends, you know... one of those cape-wearing demi-gods that popped up after that little universal merger the other day,” he replied without any hint of not being serious while waving off the Crisis like it was just another Tuesday.

“How… how do you know all this?” she demanded and drained her Virgin Mary in one big gulp while her mind tried to process who she was sitting across from. Rao help her, not even going out clubbing albeit against her will could be simple.

“Let’s call it my unique outlook on the world, now Kara Zor-El what is it that you truly desire?” he asked and again those eyes bore down on her with the weight of ages behind them.

“I… want…” she stated saying through gritted teeth as she fought tooth and nail against what she wanted to admit. It was like a mental block, she knew what she wanted, but three years of denial wasn't easily overcome.

“Oh, this is fun, humans usually come right out and blurt out their darkest desires right away. I must admit, I haven’t had to work this hard for a confession in ages,” he laughed and clapped his hands together with unbridled glee.

“I want Lena Luthor! Now get out of my head Vohc!” she roared out switching from English to Kryptonian as she tore off her glasses and flashed her heat-vision at the insufferable being in front of her.

“My, my, my, that is a lot of pent up rage and emotions,” he chuckled and got to his feet seemingly satisfied with having gotten her to confess her desire for Lena.

“I want… Lena,” she whispered to herself while looking down at her hands and all of a sudden, memories of every touch, every gesture and every shared look between her and the raven-haired beauty came flooding back.

“How about a song? I bet you have a wonderful singing voice Miss Zor-El,” the infuriating devil, well literal Devil, asked her and offered her his hand.

Glaring up at him, with half a mind to fry him with a blast of heat-vision but judging from his personality he’d probably like that. Screw it, she thought to herself and took his hand with as much force as she could, which to her considerable pleasure made him wince.

“The Devil Went Down to Georgia, I assume you know it?” she asked with a smirk as he slithered behind the grand piano and then the club went oddly silent.

“Cheeky… I like it,” the Devil laughed and started gliding his fingers over the black and whites keys of the piano.

Devil Went Down to Georgia, sung with gusto, gave way to All Along the Watchtower at Lucifer’s request which then slipped into Moon River before her requesting that they sing Running Home To You which she had sung at Barry’s wedding. By this point, some of her colleagues from the other outlets had started filming the impromptu concert on their phones but she paid them no heed. This was fun and Lucy wasn't half-bad on the piano or when it came to singing.

“This next song is for a very special girl, her name is Lena,” she said softly before launching into Total Eclipse of the Heart and when the notes died down Lucifer was looking at her with something akin to sympathetic sadness. While she was pretty sure she was crying as she took off her glasses and placed them on the piano.

“It isn't simply a desire that you feel for this Lena is it?” he asked her as she looked around the club, then down at him before giving a small smile and shaking her head.

"Well providing distractions is something I'm very good at, how about another song, something more upbeat? We make a pretty good duet you know," the said with a devilish grin.

“Yeah, we do, but you for the record are still a jerk,” she said and accepted another drink from a passing waitress who was kinda cute and this drink wasn't virginal at all, no she was pretty sure this one fucked.

“Then let's do another song, what will it be?” he asked without missing a beat and she grinned at him thankful for the distraction and for some reason this particular cocktail was working freaking wonders for her.

“Piano Man! Scoot over!” she exclaimed and the groan and the look of horror on his face made the lame suggestion so totally worth it as she sat down next to him.

“Oh, you play too?” he asked sounding impressed and gave up the keys to her for which she flashed him a beaming smile.

“Didn't you know? I’m all sorts of impressive... Lucy,” she assured him with a tipsy giggle.

The night passed in a blur of drinks, music, dancing and an impromptu bar brawl when someone got too handsy with one of the cute waitresses. Thus, both her and her new best friend, the Devil, had stepped in to settle things. With her being a bit tipsy she might have gotten a bit too excited but Lucy assured that the hole in the wall could easily be patched up. Along with the handsy bro she'd thrown through the wall

"Your waitresses are all so cute!" she giggled with her glasses off and forgotten on top of the grand piano as they danced together. Oh yes, she was tipsy, potentially drunk and dancing with the Devil, but she was having the best time without any expectations weighing her down.

"And you are very drunk Miss Zor-El," he laughed and twirled her around before letting her go but he made sure she bumped into one of the said cute waitresses.

"Hi I'm Kara... you're like super cute!" she giggled to the waitress and the girl in a very short dress actually smiled back at her.

"And I'm... off the clock," the girl said with a grin before taking her hands and placing them firmly on her hips. Oh, this was new and she kinda liked it.

When she woke up the next day, she was back in her hotel room and thankfully by herself although that waitress had been cute, her endgame was Lena. Cracking her eye open to see that on the nightstand there was an apple and a bottle of water along with a handwritten note that read: You’re heavier then you look, come back for an encore anytime. L. p.s. Emily says hi

“Of course… an apple,” she chuckled but that made her head hurt. What had been in those drinks she wondered as she picked up the apple and took a bite. By Rao it was delicious, but then again Lucy would know a thing or two about apples.

Then she made the mistake of looking at her phone and to say it was blowing up would have been an understatement. Barry, Kate, Alex, Kelly, Nia, Brainy, Eliza, and even J’onn had messaged her while she slept. What had she done? What had she texted?

“Not good…” she muttered to herself as she checked the first message which was from Barry along with a link to a video.

Can’t believe you had a concert without me! I thought we were Super Friends and isn’t Lena that girl who hates you though? The message read and she clicked the link with a sense of dread.

“This next song is for a very special girl, her name is Lena,” she heard herself saying before Lucifer started playing the first few bars to Total Eclipse of the Heart.

Watching the video it was clear as day from her body language and singing how special Lena was to her and while this was a good thing, she did want the greeny-eyed genius, she hadn’t intended for her singing to the absent beauty to become quite so public.

“Oh shiitake-mushrooms!” she cursed and opened the message from Kate which was not as, let’s say, tactfully put as Barry’s.

So how was Narnia? Also how come I didn’t know you could sing sunshine? So much for me being a detective I guess. Call me if you need to talk the text from her cowled friend in Gotham read followed by a winky face and she wanted to crawl under the covers and die.

Love you and I’m here when you need to talk the message from Alex read. It was in a reply from one she'd sent at 4 AM which read, I'm bi or maybe pan and drunk and dancing with a girl! Don't tell Lena!?! and she smiled despite how gosh-darned awkward this all was.

The rest of her friends' messages were more along the lines of lovably mocking in their comments or outright praising her performance, but the one person who hadn’t texted her was Lena. Not that she’d had a text from the former CEO in ages anyways.

“I want Lena,” she repeated what she’d confessed to Lucifer the night before to herself and it still rang true in her heart and mind.

But if last night had taught her anything, it was that she didn’t just want to be friends with Lena again. No, she wanted to fly there and kiss the stubborn woman senseless after talking some sense into her thick skull. They’d both made mistakes but for Rao's sake, they weren’t teenagers.

Thinking about how to best approach getting to Lena as she munched on her apple before rolling off the bed. Giving a loud groan before gabbing the water bottle and chugging it to try to relieve her hangover because whatever was in the drinks at Lux wasn’t of this Earth that was for sure. Then a hot shower and room-service by an open window with the sun on her skin took care of the rest of her hangover.

Making the tactical decision of ignoring her phone, aside from sending a thank you text to Alex and sending ones that read something to the effect of; I’ll get you next time you do something stupid to Barry and Kate. It was almost time to leave the safety of the hotel room, so she packed up her carry-on and got on the flight back home. Of course, she would have preferred to fly home under her own power but CatCo was paying for her tickets and it would look weird if she didn’t use them.

Admittedly, the radio silence while on the plane was a welcome diversion too because it gave her time to think and to plan out her next moves. Getting Lana to see that she was truly sorry would require more than moping around like some heartbroken teenager, she was Kara Zor-El for Rao’s sake and it was time to act like it. Once she landed in National City, she headed straight for the nearest place to change into her Supergirl suit.

Lena would still be at work of course but that meant that she had time to put her plan into action. Drawing in a deep breath before taking off towards the sky she rose higher and higher until she broke free of the bonds of Earth. Her destination was a small asteroid, though covered in eons worth of dust it was in fact made of a special type of crystal and she needed one. Cutting a piece from the astroid using her heat-vision, she turned the crystal over in her hands and inspected it, this would do nicely.

Looking at the stars and then to the Sun, she smiled, feeling the rays of the yellow sun kiss her skin. Lena was her Sun, and she's been in an eclipse for far too long. It was well overdue she fixed that.

Returning from near-Earth space, she crashed through Earth’s atmosphere on course for the Fortress of Solitude. Lena had been here not so long ago and even in the cold of the Artic the woman had been stunning and she swore that one day she would bring her back here. Shaking away her day-dreams, she took her freshly harvested crystal and plugged it into one of the pillar style consoles that dotted the Fortress.

“Format this crystal and download all data on Krypton to it along with all information on my personal history,” she instructed the Fortress’s system and the crystal started pulsating with a faint blue light.

While the crystal was being prepared, she started zooming around the fortress, constructing a small device that would be able to read and display the information on the crystal. Combing information in the Fortress’s archives with her own living knowledge from Krypton the small metallic device took shape.

“Data upload complete Kara Zor-El,” the Fortress droned and the crystal now pulsating with blue light popped out of the console.

“Thank you,” she said slipped it into the reader she’d constructed. The entirety of Krypton’s history flashed before her along with her own family’s history.

Time for the final steps of her plan. Flying back to National City she stopped at a cute little stationery store while in full costume. There she bought a card and a box along with some red ribbon. The star-truck cashier was very helpful and as a matter of fact, so was the florist across the street when she asked him for a single longstemmed red rose.

It was getting dark so Lena would be back home by now and she had everything ready. The gift was wrapped, the card was written, and the rose would indicate that this wasn’t just a friendly gesture, she hoped. Taking another one of those deep breaths she flew to Lena’s apartment and landed gently on her balcony.

Through the glass, she could see the raven-haired beauty bent over her laptop with her hair up in a tight ponytail and wearing a blue dress minus the heels. If there ever had been any doubt about her wanting Lena, the sight of the raven-haired goddess working dispelled those doubts like the first rays of the sun when they hit the morning dew. She wanted Lena with all her Kryptonian heart but she had to approach this carefully.

“Here goes nothing,” she said to herself and knocked on the glass while hiding the gifts behind her back.

The knocking made Lena jump and then frown at the sight of her but she was used to being frowned at by now. Waving through the window, she watched the woman walk across her apartment and slide the door open.

“Kara I…” Lena started saying no doubt going to ask her to leave but this wasn’t about being nice or polite, she had something to say and she wasn’t going to be stopped or sent away. Supergirl didn't back down from a challenge or a fight and this was a fight for the most precious thing in her life.

“Lena, all I ask is that you listen to me and then I’ll go,” she said with as much authority as she could muster while being in the presence of Lena like this.

“Very well, speak then,” Lena said with a raised eyebrow and crossed her arms over her chest.

“I messed up badly and I know that I’ve told you that before, but last night in L.A. I realized something and well these are for you,” she said and pulled the long-stemmed rose and wrapped gift from behind her back.

Lena looked at the rose and the small white box with the red bow and then back up at her. The look of confusion on that beautiful pale face was clear as day and she smiled back at her friend while holding out the gifts silently begging her to take them.

“I want to make amends for not telling you about... well everything, so this is everything,” she said and slowly Lena reached out and took the rose and then the small box.

“Everything?” the ever-curious raven-haired beauty asked and pulled the ribbon of the box to open it. The crystal pulsed when the box was opened bathing Lena's face in ethereal blue light.

“That crystal holds the entirety of Krypton’s history and knowledge and everything about me. It’s who I was and who I am, Kara Zor-El, everything,” she said softly, and it felt like she was introducing herself to Lena for the first time.

“The rose, it’s a thank you and something I should have given you a long time ago. A thank you... for filling my office with flowers back when we met... for buying CatCo and for believing in me and letting me be myself... for letting me write my Pulitzer winning article at your desk… for well everything,” she said stopping herself before going on too long and smiled at Lena again with hope in her heart because those memories were among her most cherished.

“Kara, what are you saying?” Lena asked in a moment of genuine confusion from the usually on-top of things woman followed by dawning realization.

“I’m saying that I get it now and that I want to start over again but do it right this time,” she said and leaned in placing a kiss on Lena’s cheek as softly as she could. Hold it together Danvers, she reminded herself, you're here on the hope that she will hear you out

“You… can’t just do that... not after…” Lena protested but didn’t push her away and Rao she smelled good.

“I am sorry, I will keep telling you that I’m sorry until the end of the universe. But Lena, I’ve seen the end and you want to know who I thought about when all seemed lost? What gave me hope? ” she asked and looked deep into those Kryptonite green eyes.

“No... please...” Lena tried to refuse but with her voice choking up and she could see fear flashing in those lovely green-eyes as those red lips trembled.

“You... at the end of all things, I thought about you and how I would never get the chance to see you again... to say I'm sorry again... to hold you again,” she spoke in almost a whisper with her lips almost touching Lena’s ear.

“You’re… not playing fair Kara,” Lena whispered back and she felt Lena's hand on her arm. They were the shaking hand of someone who was overwhelmed and afraid but she was getting through to her, she knew it.

“I’m telling you the whole truth. What you decide to do with it is up to you and when you want to talk things out I’ll be ready,” she said and as much as she wanted to kiss Lena right there and then, they weren’t there yet.

After a moment of silence with Lena holding onto her arm, she turned away while wiping away a tear and she got ready to fly off. Lena would need time to think and analyze as she always did but she’d said her piece and made her peace offering. But before she could go, Lena, pulled at her cape.

“Stay...” Lena asked in a very small voice while holding onto a handful of her cape and she smiled her happiest smile at the raven-haired woman who had always been the one. She knew that now.

“Only if you want me too,” she replied and turned around with Lena not letting go of her cape which pulled them dangerously close together. It was only when Lena started touching her cheek that thinking became very hard.

“I want you to stay… you’re not off the hook yet, but you’ve raised some interesting points that we need to explore,“ Lena said with her voice slowly gaining some of that confidence that she so loved and there was that smirk. That gosh-darned smirk and she felt herself melting inside from the look she was being given.

“That’s why I came... oh and in the name of full disclosure, there is a video online you should watch... then we can talk all night long if you want,” she said as she felt a small blush creeping into her cheeks. The Lena problem was not solved, not fully, but progress had been made and progress was something she could work with.

"Is that a promise... come on darling let's watch this embarrassing video of you, together," Lena said with her voice sounding husky and wait was she teasing her? It sounded like Lena Luthor was teasing her, then those ruby-red lips were pressed against her cheek and there was that kapow that Winn had told her about all those years ago. From just a kiss on the cheek, she felt those elusive fireworks go off and she allowed herself to be led into Lena's apartment for a long night of talking. Hope had been restored with a little help from the Devil.

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jae-canikeepyou · 5 years

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| day-off | j.jh

pairing: jaehyun x fem!reader genre: au + idol!yn a/n: again, it’s not proof read. i don’t think i even do that anymore omg hahaha! :D ~j.

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“this is.. the building, right?” mark’s eyes trailed the new developed apartment estate, looking back and forth from the hand-drawn map.

doyoung rolled his eyes in frustration, “stop taking the map, mark.” he grabbed the already crumpled paper. the map wasn’t clear; it had been an hour since they arrived at the area, however with the directions drawn out, they couldn’t find the apartment jaehyun recently moved in to.

mark’s guilty conscience started to kick in when everyone surrounding him to look to doyoung; who was now tapping his fingers chronologically onto his waist in impatience. “okay i admit i was in the wrong for losing jaehyun‘s map.. but i clearly remember it, that’s why i drew it!”

“yeah while walking- *coughs*” donghyuck teased.

“well your map probably brought us to the other side of the city! we’ve been walking non-stop!” doyoung took an umbrage to mark’s response. all kinds of profanities jumbled in his head yet he was too tired to even deliver to the young man.

“johnny, tell doyoung he’s exaggerating!” mark whined monotonously. not that he was ignored, it took awhile for the lad awhile to realize johnny was looking elsewhere with headphones on.

a truck honked its horn and as it parked by the building they stood at, then the men lifted the metal door of the compartment. piles of boxes were placed at the front. hunch caused doyoung to walk up to the men. few nods and scratches of the head made the rest of the boys to tilt in question.

immediately taeyong knew what it meant when doyoung gave the raised brow. “we have to carry these up to jaehyun’s place.” he said. “they were sent to a wrong address, but this building is definitely jae’s.”

deep sighs went on for a good minute before they obliged with his orders. they, for sure had no energy to even complain after the unplanned walkathon; thanks to mark’s careless mistake.

whilst they waited for the lift, the out-of-place instrumental echoing the lobby created an awkward air dwelling amongst them. ultimate silence and pure exhaustion were cut short when they arrived at the door. taeyong had his palms onto the unlocked door knob and to their surprise they heard you both bickering and arguing like parrots.

“get off me y/n!” jaehyun’s voice startled the rest of them. a thud was heard. “seriously, you chose him?!”

“who cares if i did?!” you butt back and taeyong pursed his lips, making everyone mirror the same expression. “he’s way more practical!”

at this point, the only thing that went through their minds was the possibility of you.. cheating. it was finally their day-off after the tour and jaehyun was kind enough to offer a sleepover at his place. little did they know that they’d encounter such private matters today; like literally they were right outside his door.

“i think we shouldn’t enter just yet.” taeil suggested as he placed down a box.

“maybe they’ll stop if we messaged one of them.” yuta started to press letters onto the screen. a hand grabbed his phone, telling him to not do it.

“we’ll wait for them to stop.” johnny removed his headphones where your argument with jaehyun was louder than the blasted music in his ears.

mark yet again whined in a whisper, “i don’t wanna eavesdrop though. we can leave the box-”

“see you’re always like this!” jaehyun yelled in a much louder tone. “can you use your brain for once?!”

their heads all shot up at the amount of volume their bud gave.

awkward.. their eyes said it all.

“i am using it! you’re just too blind to even see it!” you let out a groan. the guys heard a multiple stomps your tiny feet ever did. they had never encountered you like this before.

as you both continued the probably endless argument, jungwoo found himself sitting onto the carpeted floor of the hallway. his share of box right beside him. the rest of the followed, all hesitant to even doorbell or bothering to knock when jaehyun started to yell again.

“i don’t have to see your brain! i’ll know your hardwork if you acted!”

“well your hardworking girlfriend’s doing everything for you! you’re the reliant one!”

“reliant?! reliant?! look whose talking! are you even hearing yourself?!”

“shut up! you should hear yourself! if i died, you wouldn’t have someone to depend to!”

“i don’t care if you died!”

the door slammed open, revealing the nine boys with boxes in their hands. taeyong was clearly pissed at the behaviour. “hey jung jaehyun. what you told her is way out of line-”

“hey guys.” you both seated so comfortably onto the giant bean bags, you and jaehyun greeted simultaneously with eyes so innocent and child-like. the tone was completely different compared to what they heard just minutes before. “great i was waiting for those!” your boyfriend stood up to help his friends.

you soon did the same, grabbing the home slippers to let them wear. as you talked, your brothers, a.k.a jaehyun’s friends, were very dumbfounded to the point they all remained quiet. you waved to them several times before you snapped your fingers, jolting them back to reality. “hello? i’m not talking to the air, am i?”

jaehyun sneeked his palms to support your waist, giving you a kiss on the cheek as you headed to the kitchen. “why didn’t you ring the bell?” he asked.

sicheng gulped at a volume before speaking. “we thought you were about to end things with y/n. we didn’t want to interfere.” he walked to the sofa and made themselves home.

“ah, you heard us arguing?” the chuckle jaehyun gave was rather genuine, as if nothing happened. “sorry about that. we were playing super mario bros on nintendo wii.” he took out a dirtied ivory white controller from this hoodie pocket.

oh what the..

“bubs saw it as we unpacked his things. been working for two straight days and we decided to take a break.” you had a glass tupperware and reusable plastic cups in your hands.

“yeah you had no idea how much nostalgia hit me when i saw it.” jaehyun laughed as he gestured you to sit beside him.

“i made lasagna~” you singsonged, passing the utensils around the center table.

the boys dove into the delish meal you prepared for them. as imaginary as it sounded, you could almost feel your shoulders heightening in pride when they complimented on how good it tasted. jaehyun reminded you to make two more batches because he knew his friends— and including himself, are pretty big eaters.

the recent comeback song of your group began to play as the playlist shuffled. they all stopped eating and used their forks as mics to mimic you. it hyped up everyone when your part came; you were the rapper. you gave in and went along with them.

noticing how the food was close to being devoured, you stood up and grabbed the rest to be reheated.

“hey jaehyun, have you ever heard y/n sing before?” johnny asked the blushing boy after he took a glance of your waiting figure at the kitchen.

“nope.” he popped his lips. “hold on, just hums i guess.” he replied.

“good thing i brought this!” donghyuck whispered, rummaging his bag for an item. few sighs of expectation came out from all of them as they knew what he meant.

they sang as if they’ve had countless of beer rounds. the jolly noise was getting louder as your song played. closing the door of the oven, you brought the last batch of your lasagna. taeil told you they wanted you to sing, and with immediate hesistation, you declined.

“why not? i bet you have a beautiful voice.” taeil complimented, and you couldn’t help but blush.

the bridge of the song was about to come when yuta passed the mic to you. in all honesty this part of the whole song was completely out of your range, but you’d be lying if you didn’t attempt this with your group’s main vocalist; rina.

they thought you had a voice of an angel, though you haven’t sung in public since your debut. as you hit belting and prolonging note, the boys cheered and nudged each other, signalling any of them to record your boyfriend.

jaehyun was speechless with his lips parted.

you blushed and hid your face right after it ended, grabbing a pillow nearby and collapsing backwards. “stop cheering!”

“why aren’t you the main vocalist?!”

“i have high hopes that you’ll be having a solo in your group’s next comeback!”

“y/n you’re really good!”

the pillow you were holding against to was removed from your hands. jaehyun smiled with beetroot coloured ears. “can you sing me to sleep later?”

“no.” you butt back, embarrassed that your boyfriend’s asking will be frequent now that he knows you sing well.

jaehyun whined and put his weight onto your small frame, squishing you so you wouldn’t escape. “i’m gonna tickle you.” he warned whilst his hands grabbed you.

“i’m not ticklish.” you defended with a straight face.

“we’ll see about that.” he leaned down where his chin was visible with stubble, attempting to squish his face to yours.

“jung jaehyun! stop! your face is oily!”

“blame it on your lasagna!”

“you eat like how a baby eats!”

“but i’m your baby!”

“yah get a room!” mark yelled, disgusted at the pda you both showed. well it was only jaehyun anyway. you were the victim of a playful act of your boyfriend.

you sat up with face all red from the chin upwards. “this is how i suffer everyday ever since dating your bro.” you told the rest of them.

“jaehyun did say he’s a romantic.” johnny made a teasing expression, earning a fake gag and sour faces from the others.

“and a forward person.” taeyong chuckled with his arms crossed.

“he said he’s very affectionate.” doyoung

yuta hopped in his seat. “he loves skinship too.”

“specifically holding hands.” taeil joined the tease.

jaehyun stuttered. “i- i didn’t mean it in a way yo-you’re all thinking of.” he threw a pillow.

“or did you?” johnny teased.

you looked at your boyfriend whose lips pursed to a flat line. he was so flustered and it was really cute.

“one more word i’ll kick you out of my house.”

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razorblade180 · 4 years

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Twin Snowflakes pt5: Support

Nicholas:*writing* What did you get for the thermal and physics question on the back?

Valerie:...... There’s a back?

Nick:I’m starting to think this studying isn’t mutually beneficial.....

*door opens*

Summer:Hey Nick, I’m back from- oh..... what’s up Val.

Valerie:Hey Snow Angel, you look wonderful as usual.

Summer:Really? I feel like a mess and a little hun- ahhhh!

Her sentence was cut off by Nicholas grabbing each side of her face and pulling it enough to hurt.

Summer:Agh!!! Let go let go let go let go let go!

Nick:This is what you get for not remembering to text me that you went for a check up! Getting intense sudden chills through my body is scary. What do you have to say for yourself?

Summer:I’m sorry!!!!!! I’m sorry!!!!!! Please stop!

Nick:*lets go* That’s all I wanted.

Summer:*rubbing her face* I’m not five, you gotta stop pinching me like that. I can feel my face getting red. Well, redder I suppose.

Valerie: I say it’s an improvement. Care to join us for a quick study session? I bet you know this stuff like the back of your hand by now.

Summer:What subject?

Valerie:Science.....mostly physics now; even though we’ll probably never use it. *twirling pencil*

Summer*cringes* Yeah I can’t help with that. Not on the physics portion yet.

Nick:You’d be if you showed up to school more often. Probably be top student in all your classes actually.

Summer:Good point. Counterpoint, no.... that’s a title I’m fine seeing you have. School is a war zone. I avoid the crossfire as much as possible. Having a solid B in everything is more than enough.

Valerie:Which reminds me, you have two more times to miss P.E. before you automatically fail.

What little happiness she had was washed away with annoyance as the two of them hears her groan like restless toddler. Nick couldn’t help but enjoy seeing his sister flip her attitude so easily. It does comes with plenty of practice he supposes. For better or for.....no, it’s usually just for worse.

Summer:I guess it’s a good thing I have a doctors note.

Nick:I thought mom got Penny to stop signing those.

Summer:The thing about Penny’s hand writing is literally so perfect that only a machine could do it. So I got one of those metal arm machines in the lab to do it.

Nick:That sounds like more work than showing up.

Summer:That’s because it is. How much longer are you two studying?

Valerie:Actually I think I’m calling it a day. If I cram anymore than I have then I might actually explode. I’m sure I can handle whatever the test throws at me. After all, I’m awesome.... *starts glowing*

Nick:Pfft all that tough talk as usual.

Valerie:You more than anyone knows there’s plenty of muscle behind and skill behind them. That’s why the from the recent tournament medal in my room is gold while yours matches the forks and spoon you eat with. *pokes his nose*

Nick:Oh I do hope you make it all the way to finals in the single matches of Ruler of the Castle, because I’m totally making it to the end.

Valerie:*leaning in* I’m sorry, that sounds like you’re looking for a rematch. A world televised rematch at that. You sure you wanna live a world with two silver medals? At least they’ll match your outfit good enough. *smirking*

Nick:Just like your silver tongue. *smirking*

Valerie:Oooo that’s the only silver you won’t be getting.

The two of them enter another state off a tension and heated excitement. Summer watches the two peas in a pod act like their usual, over the top selves. If she had had a nickel for every time the top of them but heads like this then she would rich regardless of her family name.

Summer:Are you two done having a moment or should I leave the room again?

Valerie:*stands up* Nah, I should head home soon anyways. I got an early day of training tomorrow; you never know when someone might try and catch you off gaurd. *walking out*

Nick:That fact you gotta train for me is compliments enough.

Valerie:Whatever dork, I’ll see you in school. Now Summer, if you’re not going to school then maybe afterwards we could go see a movie or...

Summer:*slowly closing door* See you around Val. *smiles*

Valerie:Y...yeah! Bye.....*red*

*door closes*

Nick:*whistles* not even gonna walk her to the front door; truly you are a cold mistress my dear sister. *snickering*

Summer:Oh shut up, you just let all that trash talk happen because any conversation with her is heaven in your eyes. You’re so hopeless hehe.

Nick:It’s all in good fun like it’s always been. Same old same old.

Summer:For your sake it better be. Like she said, that rematch is gonna be televised if it happens.

Nick:Aww you worried about your big bro?

Summer:I’m worried that your antics will rope me into them as usual. Last thing I need to be is known has “Summer, sister of two hit chump.”

Nick:Ah! So little faith. If anything we should be more concerned about duo’s since that requires both of us firing on all cylinders.

Summer:Speaking of that.......a fancy signature isn’t all I ended up taking.

Nervously she chuckled as she shook out her sleeves to reveal two tiny vials of Diamond Dust. The sight of the substance caused Nicholas’s jaw to drop. He wanted to grab it out her hand immediately but he could tell how tight her grip was on them. Last thing anyone wants is for those break on accident. Wariness comes across both of their faces as they stare at the vials.

Nick:Why do you have those?

Summer:I was hoping you and I could do our own testing. Penny is a huge help but there’s only so much you can learn in a lab. Maybe what needs to happen is more.... practical test.

Nick:That’s why we go to the woods outside of Argus and put you in the cold!

Summer:Yeah but the cold and dust are kinda on two different levels.

Nick:Oh I know! Do you not remember when you got covered in this stuff.

Summer:........

Summer:You know I haven’t.

Nick:Sigh Summer, I didn’t mean to-

Summer:I’m aware of the risks. I understand this idea is a stupid idea. Even so, I’m tired of feeling like my wheels are spinning. *gives him vials* Just study them and figure out how we could possibly make me better.

Nick:Better, or stronger?

Summer:.....If we do this right then there won’t be a difference. We’ll take first place for sure and I’ll be one step closer to just being me. Being, normal and approachable. Maybe finally eat a bowl of ice cream without some voice nagging me or go outside and not stress out if I’m a little underdressed. I could finally feel like it is my life, that I’m living..... *looks down* last time I felt like that was when I was four.

Nick:*frowning*.......I can’t promise we’ll achieve anything huge but obviously I’ll try something. I just don’t want us doing something that’ll take you away from me; I promised to always lend you hand in need. Messing with this stuff feels like breaking that promise. Like I’ll end up hurting you again.

Again, it wasn’t the first time Summer has heard them. No matter what people assured him, Nicholas always blamed himself for the incident. Kids have tantrums and get a little rambunctious. Who could’ve predicted his would’ve ended with an accidental stunt so disastrous. It was a miracle that he could even look at the scars on her body as far as Summer is concerned. A thousand times she’s waited for the fearful day when even her own brother couldn’t stand them, yet he sees pass them like all who truly know her do. Unfortunately, there’s always a bit of glimmer of guilt in his eyes she wishes she could snuff out. Not just for him, but for her as well. That’s why Shiva has to go. Maybe, just maybe if she can finally get rid of the true thing that constantly reminds them of the past then everything else can finally start healing right; she could start healing right. Her arms reached out grab him on each side.

Summer:🎶Don’t worry, I got you. Nothing will ever harm you. I’m close by. I’ll stay here. Through alll things......🎶

Nicholas: “I will be near.” I can’t believe you still know that song.

Summer:You sung it to me everyday you visited me in the hospital. It didn’t matter if I was awake or unconscious; I could hear my amazing older brother sing and play a guitar for the first time just so he can comfort me. *tearing up* You’re the reason sing now, not mom. I want you to shine like gold the way you want me to. Not once have you ever hurt me. Everything you do for me makes me feel better. Let me try to return the favor.

Nick:.......*rubbing his eyes* We are going to get into serious trouble if someone finds out or something goes wrong.

Summer:Sounds par for the course. At least we’ll be yelled at together. *smiles*

Nick:Stronget together right?

Summer:Stronger together. *hugs him tightly*

xxx

“You wavered back then. What I didn’t let you see was I was just as nervous as you, but for once it really nice to have the roles reversed. To be the person that other’s needed to lean on. Maybe that’s why I pushed the idea so hard. Maybe that’s why I came up with it in the first place. Why did I come up with that idea? Why.... why couldn’t I just listen to you? Am I.... am I really that selfish? I guess that makes sense. After all, the only thing I’m good at is being a problem. I’m sorry..... I’m so, so sorry.

xxx

The final days of winter break soon disappeared like a fleeting dream. Nicholas found himself pretty eager to get back to school as he put on his shoes and made sure his school uniform was perfectly clean. Most people whined about being groomed in the hopes that the rigid rules would make them more at ease to one day go to Atlas to continue their studies. He honestly didn’t care since he had no real attention of going anywhere else. Other places interested him but Atlas has a charm about it and one day it’ll be his job to keep it charming. That fact however, did make him a bit uneasy about the whole thing. Just another thing on his plate to ponder about whenever he has time to do so.

Nicholas made his way down the hallway to Summer’s room. It was still pretty early but that’s because he likes the walk to school or stop by a coffee shop before he goes. The young man finally made it to the warm, wooden door and knocked. The heat from inside could be felt the hinges and made its way to him. Being rich is wonderful thing; power bills would be this families worse nightmare otherwise.

Nick:Summer, I’m gonna walk to school. Wanna join me?

Summer:*groaning* I’m good, be safe out there. Plenty of people on the streets on visitors from the break and-

Nick:Horrible at driving in the snow; I know I know. Are you going to school today at all or should I save my wallet from buying an unnecessary hot chocolate?

Summer:......I’ll think about it.

Nick:*shakes his head*

Summer:I can feel you judging me. Goodbye Nick!

Nick:Yeah yeah, have a good day sis. *walking away*

Summer:*laying in bed and staring at a calendar that says “Today💀” on it.”

Summer:.......I guess I’m using that doctors note sooner than I hoped. *yawns* just...my.....Zzzzz

Quickly she drifts off to sleep peacefully until a knock on the door wakes her up again. The little bit of light through her window tells her that it’s still far too early to be up. The knocking continues to happen in a familiar rhythm but she can’t exactly place it.

Summer:I’m coming. *gets up*

*knock knock knock*

Summer:Ugh, dad I love you but what could you possibly- *opens door* w....want........

Shiva:Well I’m not your father but there’s plenty of things I want. Care to discuss them?

Part 4

#rwby twin snowflakes #rwby #summer schnee #nicholas schnee #val valkyrie #rwby whiteknight

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variabels · 5 years

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Fictober 2019 #1 Ganondorf creates a Kpop group

A/N: Yo, what is up? I’m back with the crack. I’m in such a good mood because my three fav players (Leff, Armada and my man, Samsora) made it into summit.

Anyway, this is part of the fic I started last fictober I suck at romance. You can read it if you want, chapter 4 is my favorite one. But to summarize, you just need to know that Link wants to break up with Zelda because he’s bored of their relationship and that Ganondorf works at the Apple store in costumer service where he’s really just doing odd jobs and getting paid a lot to the point he’s the asset of the store.

Prompt number: 1 “It will be fun, trust me.”

Fandom (AU if applicable): Super Smash Bros

Rating: Idk, T.

Warnings/Tags: kpop

Words: Idk, I just write everything in a long file with a bunch of crap, so I couldn’t count.

Ships: Link x Zelda. A bit of Marth x Roy, mainly Ike making jokes about them. At this point, I think Ganondorf x his job at the Apple store qualifies as a ship.

“Won’t lie, you’re the last person I expected to see here,” Ganondorf admitted as he stared at the short blond in front of him, “You must be in quite the pickle if you’re asking me for help.”

“I have no other choice,” Link sighed, “I’ve tried everything and I always fail.”

“Not surprised. What do you need help with anyways?”

“Help me break up with Zelda.”

“You truly are desperate.”

---

Ganondorf had gathered Link and his friends to the training room. No one was quite sure why they had to be there but Link had told them it would be fun.

Ganondorf entered the room holding a huge radio and a bag full of CDs and accessories. He set everything up and soon, the training room looked more like a stage.

“I am training you guys for karaoke,” Ganondorf announced, “You five will be singing some Kpop songs about breakups with Link as the center. Any objections?”

“I can’t read!” Pit reminded Ganondorf.

“And I can’t dance, like at all,” Roy admitted, “Dancing doesn’t run on mom’s side of the family.”

“I don’t like karaoke,” Ike said, “I’ve never even sung before.”

“Can I be G-Dragon?” Marth asked.

Ganondorf facepalmed so hard he almost had to go to the doctor. He was not ready to work with the group of idiotic friends. When they were all separated, the five friends were actually quite competent, but having them all in one room reduced their collective IQ to 0.

But there was no time for the Gerudo king to worry about his own feelings. He had to get the job done, nothing was more important than his reputation as the most valuable employee of the Apple store.

After a week of training, the boys were ready. But they still had to choose a song and that was probably the hardest part of the whole plan. They needed a song that was quite clear on the message Link wanted to convey.

Ganondorf had prepared a list of songs but clearly, none of the boys besides Link really cared about the list. They all wanted to sing their favorite songs instead and those songs happened to be the complete opposite of the concept Ganondorf and Link wanted.

“No, Marth, we can’t sing Bang Bang Bang,” Roy argued, “Fantastic Baby is clearly the superior BigBang song.”

“That’s not true and you know it!” Marth snapped, “Bang Bang Bang is way better, plus it fits with our breakup concept. If the only word Zelda understands is bang, she’ll think that Link’s shooting her.”

“But according to your line distributions, we’re the only ones saying bang bang bang. She won’t think Link’s the one shooting her.”

“She’ll think that you two should go bang bang bang in your room,” Ike smirked, “We should sing As if it’s your last.”

“I want to sing Gangnam Style!” Pit smiled.

Ganondorf sighed and looked at Link for answers. The Hylian said he’d go ask Zelda what music she liked so that he could choose the exact opposite.

---

Zelda was walking around the Smash Mansion’s garden when Link ran up to her. Link never ran up to her, so she knew he had something important to say.

“Zelda, what’s your favorite Kpop group?”

Zelda was shocked. Link never asked her questions. Was he finally trying to be a decent boyfriend?

“Um, I only really like EXO and Red Velvet.”

“BigBang and Blackpink it is.”

“What?”

“Nothing. Do you want to go to the karaoke tonight?”

“Karaoke?”

“It will be fun, trust me.”

Zelda naturally accepted. She didn’t know why Link chose the karaoke but he always chose weird places for their dates. She was excited Link was the one asking her on a date for once. But she couldn’t help but think something was wrong.

---

It was the night of the karaoke. Ganondorf had gathered the boys for one last training session. While the three Fire Emblem lords had a boring fight about what the microphones’ colors should be, Link asked Pit for a request.

“Pit, I need you to act as cute as possible so that you can seduce Zelda,” Link told the angel, “That way, she’ll move over really quickly after our breakup and she won’t be sad about it.”

“But I don’t want to date Zelda,” Pit complained.

“Yeah, I don’t blame you.”

“All of you shut up and listen to my advice!” Ganondorf yelled, “Link, you need to make sure all the random stranger girls fall for you so that Zelda gets even more pissed off. It would be even better if you fell for one so that you’d finally have the motivation to break up with her. Or fall for one of your friends, I don’t care. Just fucking break up with her already, I have a reputation to uphold.”

---

Zelda had chosen her coolest dress in the hopes of impressing Link. Had she really been serious about impressing him, she would have changed her hair.

As she entered the karaoke, she noticed Link and his four friends. Zelda wanted to groan very loudly. Link was obsessed with his friends, it was like he was more in love with them, than he was with her. If he liked one of them, why didn’t he just break up with her?

Zelda wanted to yell at him but she quickly remembered Link had never specified it was a date and sighed with relief. Still, she hoped that if Link really did leave her, it wasn’t for one of his friends. She politely greeted Link and his friends and they all prepared to take the stage.

“I want to dedicate these songs to Zelda,” Link spoke into the microphone.

Zelda was really happy her boyfriend was singing something for her, he had even gotten his friends to help. Except that he’d chosen to sing a song she didn’t like. She assumed he was saving the best for last since he was going to sing multiple songs.

But she didn’t like any of the songs they were singing. She didn’t care that their dancing and singing were almost inexistent, she just wanted to hear songs she liked. Meanwhile, the crowd appeared to be really into the performance.

Zelda got herself a glass of water and sighed as she watched the performance. There was no coordination at all. Marth and Roy were getting significantly more lines than the others because they chose to song Japanese versions of the songs, Link was getting all the English parts and Ike was doing random adlibs. Poor Pit didn’t even have his microphone on.

Zelda felt so bad for the angel. He was clearly putting everything into the performance but since he couldn’t read, he wasn’t allowed to shine. Yet despite this, he stood out to her because of how cute he was.

“What am I thinking?” Zelda said out loud, “I’ve already been through this.”

Zelda was so lost in her thoughts that she didn’t notice the pattern in the song choice. Ganondorf realized Zelda wasn’t paying attention, so he told Link to start plan B.

“Zelda, this song describes what I feel towards you,” Link said.

“Please fuck me, Link!” some random girl in the crowd shouted.

“I’m so sick of this fake love! Fake love!”

Link was screaming at the top of his lungs but Zelda somehow managed to assume that he was being sarcastic and giggled thinking it was a joke. Zelda, why?

It was break time and Ganondorf gathered all the boys in the men's room. Link and Zelda were going to break up or his name wouldn’t be Ganondorf, the Apple Store’s best employee anymore.

“Guys, sing the most disorganized mess you can think of. I’ll play all your songs at the same time.”

Everyone seemed pretty happy with his suggestion. They changed into the outfits they actually wanted to wear and rushed back to the stage.

“Zelda listen carefully,” Link said as the start of Zelda’s favorite song ever started to play.

Now Zelda’s attention was on the stage. She couldn’t wait for Link to start singing. But before she knew it, the song stopped and five songs played at the exact same time. No one was even singing the same song, they were all in their little bubbles and somehow still managing to hype up the crowd.

Zelda was pissed off. She couldn’t believe what had just happened. She hated being pranked. But she hated when her favorite artists were insulted. She went up the stage to confront her boyfriend.

“What was that?” the angry girlfriend yelled, “How could you insult my favorite song like that?”

“After all of this, you couldn’t even figure out what I’ve been trying to tell you?” a clearly annoyed Link asked.

“Oh, I’ve figured it all out. You hate my favorite music. Link, we’re over!”

“Wait… Are you serious? Are we finally breaking up?”

“Yes, you never truly loved me. You just wanted to bang all your friends.”

“Eh, close enough.”

“Oh, wow...” Marth blushed, “I never knew Link felt that way about us.”

“Now that that’s settled,” Ike started, “We just need Roy to take Marth to his room and bang bang bang his brains out so-.”

“W-what!?”

“Great idea, let’s go sing Bang Bang Bang in our room,” Roy interrupted.

---

The boys returned to Marth, Roy and Ike’s room to celebrate Link’s breakup. While Marth and Roy sang BigBang songs, the others talked about the day’s events.

“I can’t believe I’m finally single again!” Link sighed in relief, “And she was the one to break up with me, so she won’t feel depressed for a month.”

“Why did you even date her if you didn’t love her?” Pit asked.

“Her eyebrows were better than my Zelda’s eyebrows. I just had to say yes when she asked me out.”

“I can’t believe you dated her for a petty reason and she broke up with you for a petty reason,” Ike facepalmed.

---

Meanwhile, Ganondorf was sitting on his desk laughing his ass off as he counted all the money he had gotten. He was the best Apple store employee the store could ever dream of. He would have accepted a promotion, but he wouldn’t get paid as much.

The King of Darkness laughed the entire night much to his roommates’ dismay.

---

A/N: I actually really like kpop and I respect all the groups mentioned. I just thought it would be fucking funny to have Link and Zelda break up over kpop.

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itsmyusualphannie · 5 years

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This is my bingo card for the Small Phanfic Writers Bingo for @phanfictionevents

the following are a list of fics/authors that meet the criteria of the bingo card. i tried to pick fics that i’ve never read before now but it was?? surprisingly hard.

forgive me i am far too lazy to cross off what i found. i found everything? yeah i found a fic for everything.

Row 1 (left to right, top to bottom)

1. Leave a comment on a fic with less than 5 comments

movement

lifegamemelemonsandimsad | 1.7k | G | TW: none

Dan goes for a swim at three in the morning and Phil watches.

2. Wip that began in 2019 with less than 500 hits

Speed of Sound

Allthephils ( @allthephils) | 4.9k (ongoing) | E | TW: depression (implied)

Dan has finally found a voice to ground him and the face that goes with it is even better.

3. Fic with an unpopular trope (ex: ABO, elder!phan, etc.)

Dreams Can Be Deceiving

Yiffandquiff (princesslexi763) ( @yiffandquiff) | 2k | T | TW: Implied mpreg?

Phil has a nightmare one night that Dan is pregnant. The dream causes Phil to freak out and freak out Dan in the process. However, the dream leads to some thoughts and Phil begins to see what the future may look like.

(Note: spon for my Spring Fic Exchange gift? no, not at all. you should read it immediately anyway.)

4. Kidfic written in 2018

Normalness Leads to Sadness

nefertiti1052 ( @succubusphan) | 3.1k | G | TW: none

Ten year old Phil makes a new friend during his family holidays and his life changes forever.

5. Undiscovered author

animad on Ao3 ( @yourfriendlyblogstalker)

(note: they have 13 fics and i read every single one of them in one sitting they’re so good dear god)

Row 2

6. Author with less than 10 fics

Elleberquist6 on Ao3

7. Fic with less than 20 kudos

The Quiet

themeltingsnowflakes | G | 2.2k | TW: none

Dan and Phil share many moments in the rain, each just as important as the last.

8. Reality fic posted in 2019 with less than 100 hits/views or less than 20 notes

dream

rwdaf ( @rwdaf) | 1k | G | TW: none

dan's only dream is to take the world by storm and change it. inspired by take the world by storm - lukas graham.

9. Author who started posting in 2018

Septic84 on Ao3

10. Fic with less than 20 notes on Tumblr

Slow dance with you (ao3)

@gravityplant | 1.9k | G | TW: none

Phil has had his eyes on him all night. But he’s not sure he’s allowed to ask such a pretty boy if he wants to dance. Maybe he’ll just get stood up. If he can, he should probably save himself the embarrassment. Or in which Phil wants to slow dance with the handsome stranger he’s had his eyes on all night.

Row 3

11. Fic with less than 200 hits on Ao3

you were the sweetest apparition (such a pretty vision)

basl | 3.8k | G | TW: none

dan and phil wake up inside a dream

12. Leave kudos on a fic with less than 50 kudos

some things are better left unsaid

spaceandvinyls | 1.7k | Not Rated (I’d say G) | TW: depression

dan falls into negative headspace and tries to push through it without getting phil involved. it isn't until he visits louise that she realizes how much help he really needs.

13. FREE SPACE

14. Gen fic (fic where Dan and Phil are just platonic friends with no romance) with less than 200 hits/less than 20 notes

The End Of The Tour

phanburnhamizzard | 1.5k | G | TW: Car-sickness, vomiting (not explicit)

They have finished American TATINOF and VidCon, and just have about 90 minutes of filming to do for The Fine Bros before they can relax. Dan takes care of the car sick, anxiety ridden Phil...in obvious and subtle ways.

Row 4

15. Fic with less than 5 comments

The Onion Fic

farquaad ( @farquaadphilly) | 1k | G | TW: none, but it made me cry-laugh

prompt: dan is shrek, phil is an onion

16. Fic with no comments (leave a comment!)

a song that’s sung, but heard by few

alittlerayofphil | 1.5k | T | TW: depression

17. Pastelxpunk fic written in 2019 (or 2018)

Drama Queen - Spring Fic Exchange

MarriedPhan1234 | 1.7k | G | TW: none

Dan doesn't get the part he wanted in the school play, but Phil helps him feel better about it.

18. Author with only 1 chaptered fic

ProblematicProcrastinator on Ao3

19. Threesome fic with less than 100 hits/views

Wildflowers

foreverinprinxietyhell | 1.1k | G | TW: none

(note: do you know how hard this was to find. DO YOU KNOW.)

20. Author who’s never been featured on the phanfictioncatologue

kishere on Ao3

(note: two very good fics! check them out!)

Row 5

21. Crossover fic with less than 200 hits on Ao3

Pokemon Phan Fic

Insomniatichoodie | 4.6k | T | TW: none

22. Chaptered fic with less than 1000 hits on Ao3

the hardest part of this (is leaving you)

galactichan ( @galactichan) | 8.8k | T | TW: major character death (made me bawl but it’s so good hngh)

Dan Howell is dying. He has terminal cancer, and is living out his last few months in a hospice care facility. But, when he starts a relationship and falls in love with his hospice nurse, Phil, it becomes all too hard to say goodbye.

23. Leave a comment on a fic with less than 200 hits

koala over spoons

lostinhiraeth ( @lostinhiraeth) | 1.9k | Not Rated (I’d say a T) | TW: none

“You’ve left a sock in the sink again." Danielle's smile betrays her chiding. "Messy girl.”

24. Author with less than 100 followers on Wattpad

1-800-ANGELIC on Wattpad

(note: i have to be honest i’m never on wattpad so i don’t know anything about it. but this person’s fics are cute, so.)

25. Fic including Tyler Oakley with less than 100 hits/views or less than 20 notes

When Spring Comes

Superwhopotterlock104 | 3k | T | TW: none

(note: there are literally only 5 fics on Ao3 including Tyler Oakley with less than 100 hits oh my god)

#bingo scavenger hunt #my fic recs #phanfictionevents #i...do not like wattpad #this was fun!#10/10 would do again

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fanmaniac · 7 years

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King Dice Singing

A DevilDice, DiceCup, Normal fic all smashed up together!

Song used: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8mq4UT4VnbE

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It’s a slow afternoon around the casino. Customers come around night so there wasn’t really anyone hanging out at the casino, so usually around this time the employees had free time to play a couple games themselves.

“Black Jack!” Cuphead exclaims.

“Way to go bro!” his brother Mugman cheers.

“Again? Really?!” King Dice slams his cards down. That was the 21st time in a row and that can’t just be pure luck.

“I swear if I hear you made a deal with another demon…” the Devil growls.

“Ah don’t blame me for having actual skills.” Cuphead smugly said leaning back in his chair.

That really got the Devil fired up.

Cuphead and the Devil then went back and forth in a heated fight about what are “actual skills” and poor Mugman was trying to break it up. King Dice just ignores their immature bickering and starts shuffling up the cards. He starts humming an old jazz tune.

“Hey Dice….why do ya always hum?” Mugman spoke up trying to distract the two from fighting. Everyone already quieted down to listen to the humming.

“Eh I just like the sound of my own voice.” He responded nonchalantly.

He honestly never really thought about it before. He always hums. He hums to himself, hums while gambling, hums while working on paperwork…

“If ya like it so much how ‘bout you sing?” the Devil suggest with a mischievous smile.

“Yeah! Sing for us, I’m getting tired of winning to ol’ furball here” Cuphead snickers.

If he doesn’t stop everyone knows that all hell will break loose.

Literally.

“Please…” Mugman barely says above a whisper as he shrank back. There’s fire in the Devil’s eyes and looks like he’s gonna blow.

“Alright fellas I’ll sing for ya. I haven’t had an audience in ‘while.” He stands up and straightens himself before heading to the stage.

The stage is for the casino’s own jazz band. It was an instant smash hit with the customers.

Of course it was, he did lead the band after all.

He learned from his pop. But he himself never actually sung before; his ol pop was a jazz singer himself but…that was a long time ago.

He still remembers some of his pop’s songs. A good ol’ classic should do.

When he makes it to the center of the stage, he clears out his throat and hope for the best.

“Hey folks, here’s a story ‘bout Minnie the Moocher~”

Everyone knew that song. Even the boys smiled from the nostalgia.

“She was a red-hot hoochie-coocher,

She was the roughest, toughest frail

But Minnie had a heart as big as a whale~

Hi dee hi dee hi dee ho!”

The guys join in.

(Hi dee hi dee hi dee ho!)

“Wooooooaaaah!”

(Wooooooaaaah!)

Even the devil couldn’t help but smile. Cuphead was trying to hold back a giggle himself.

Some customers came in and sat down near the stage when they heard the singing. Then band slowly join in with the singing.

King Dice decided to tease them with a little dance. Getting low and swaying this way and that, as he waves his arms as though they had a mind of their own. No one in the whole audience can take their eyes off of him.

The whole room starts hooting and hollering and whistling.

And loudest ones came from the devil. Dear Lort what did he do to deserve a guy like Dice? That vibrating baritone that you feel in your chest, and the way he hits those notes.That voice can bring angels to their feet.

Meanwhile, Cuphead just was in absolute awe. He never thought King Dice’s voice could be this good. It was just majestic, elegant, loud, proud it was…King Dice.Honestly a blush was forming.

King Dice felt nostalgic. A full house, the band swinging, the hoots and hollers littered throughout the show reminded of way back then.

He was a waiter at the Cotton Club where his dad worked and every night he would see his dad perform. Everyone loved him, they just couldn’t get enough of him. He being the lucky son of the star, got special privileges like going backstage and hanging out with the band and they even taught him how to play their instruments.

Everybody went on and on about how lucky he was to be his son. And how lucky he was. He would stay up after a long show to tuck him in, read him stories with that funny voice he used, and when he grew up, he would talk to him between breaks at work. He knew he loved him to bits.

And he loved his pop to bits too.

“Poor Min, Poor Min, Poor Min~” he bows as he wails out the last note.

The whole house stood up and erupted with applause. King Dice didn’t even see the house was really packed. They seem to really love him, and thoroughly enjoyed it.

The dice-head gets off the stage walks over to the table where the fellas are at and sees poor Cuphead flabbergasted, his mouth hanging and his eyes blown wide open.

Dice lifts a finger,“Close your mouth, you’re going to get flies in there~” and closes Cup’s mouth.

“Dicey! Why didn’t you tell me you had a voice of gold?” The devil patted Dice on the back.

Dice only smugly reply with “You never asked~.”

He was glad that the fellas liked his singing. He was…ecstatic even. He was…

“Dice?! What’s wrong?” Mugman notice tears welling up in King Dice’s eyes. Everyone at the table turned to look.

“Nothing, nothing just… being up on stage reminds me about my pops and it’s been a long while since I-”

A tear or two drops down and spots his suit up but he uses his handkerchief to wipe his face.

He sighs,“Since I last thought about him”.

Suddenly, he felt someone grabbing his leg.

He looked down to see Cuphead hugging his leg tightly.

Then Mugman on the other.

Then a hug from the side from the devil himself.

King Dice sigh, shakes his head then smiles a genuine smile.

‘These idiots are going to get my clothes all wrinkled’

His hugs them back just this once. He really needed it.

After the hug party was over, the Devil announces his plans.

“Ho ho ho We’re definitely having you perform from now on”

“Boss, I possibly can’t. I have to do too much work to do around here-”

“Your workload will be lighter. Hire as many employees you need.”

“Boss-”

“Dice! Nothing you can do will stop you from going up on that stage. The crowd loved you! And think about how many customers this will attract; business will go through the roof!”

That and he wants to hear Dice sing again but he won’t tell him that part.

“By golly you’d knock them dead out there!” Cuphead chipped in.

“You really think I was that good?” he asked the little cup.

“Good? You were tremendous! I gamble all my money to hear your voice again.” Cuphead said with enthusiasm. Mugman nodded in agreement with his brother.

He patted Cuphead on the head.

“Ya know that’s all the courage I need to do this. Thanks little cup.” He watches as Cuphead’s face grow red.

“Does that mean-” he said too excitedly “I mean… you’ll do it?” the horned demon asks.

“Of course~ Since I know you’re dying to hear my lovely voice again.”

Thank everything unholy that his fur cover up his blush.

Later in the dressing room that evening, King Dice was preparing himself for tonight’s show.

Everything was ready to go. Everything was perfect. Everything was just fine. So why is he pacing back and forth around the room?

Normal stage fright? Sure but… it was never like this.

‘What if I hit a sour note?’ I haven’t sang in a long time. ‘What if the audience hates me? I’m not exactly a crowd favorite here…’ He peeked at the audience and saw that at least half the crowd were well known debtors. He can get through that but what he’s mostly worried about is…

‘What if I cry on stage?’

He barely has his head above the sea of doubt and the thoughts are like the monsters, hiding just beneath the surface ready to drag him down into the abyss.

His thoughts are interrupted by 6 knocks on the door. Must be the fuzzball himself with his signature knock.

“Heya Dicey! We came by to wish ya good luck.” the Devil greets.

“Who’s we?” Dice looks around.

Cuphead steps into view. He’s holding something behind his back.

“What ya got there little cup?” King Dice kneels down and asks curiously.

“A good luck charm” he said avoiding his eyes. He holds out a little red poker chip keychain.

King Dice picks it up and looks at it for awhile.

‘He doesn’t like it? Man I knew I should of got the-’

“Aww Cup, even though it’s an ugly color…”

‘You ungrateful little-’

“I love it. Thank You for thinking of me” he smiles and puts the keychain in his coat pocket.

Cuphead’s face was as red as his shorts. He rushes out with a quick “You’re welcome” and high tails out of there.

‘Gosh that cup is cute.’

The two remaining in the room just chuckle and move to sit down at the vanity. “Dice, I know what happened to your pop.” the Devil said his voice sad. King Dice isn’t even surprised to to hear that, he expected that he knew everything. “He was a great guy my pop. The best there ever was” he said with a heavy voice. “You are too and don’t ever forget that.” the Devil pats his shoulder. He really appreciates that his boss cares about him. “Aww boss, what made ya ever think that I didn’t know that?” “Nothing. But I can’t have my right hand man running off stage now.” “Oh? You thought that I would abandon my audience?” he puts a hand over his heart, offended. “I bet that you’ll run off before halfway through the show.” The Devil said showing his signature smile. “I bet that you’ll be in tears halfway through the show~” King Dice says right back. “Whoever wins get the remote for a week~” “Deal~” After shaking hands, the Devil walks out of the dressing room, hoping that this is will be one bet that he does lose. As soon as he closes the door King Dice heads right out to the stage. He stops and tells the stagehand to bring the sax out and bring tissues for the audience. He’s gonna make some people cry tonight.

#cuphead dont deal with the devil #cuphead #mugman #king dice #ch devil #devildice #dicecup #kingdice/devil #kingdice/cuphead #fanfic #sniff sniff its headcanon #a bit ooc #loooooog fic

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wolfguy13-blog · 7 years

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Updates, Karaoke, Exams, and the president of JSA?!

Konichiwa and welcome to an update of my blog which I just looked at again after a long while and looks like a bunch of posts with nothing but rants and sadness. I don’t know what my intention was when I wrote them but it doesn’t matter now lol. I noticed I change every year and every time I look back to a year earlier sometimes I just face palm. Ok so updates for now, I gave 2 exams on Saturday and have two tomorrow. So I’ve been on overdrive for almost two weeks now and I have a feeling I’m gonna crack soon. But just one more day. I believe in myself ha! And since this is me I have a plan on Friday to meet with a dear friend of mine who I haven’t seen too much this term since she works now and I’m so busy with university and socialising! Apparently she has some news for me so excited to hear that! I wanted to meet our third wheel(jk) who can’t make it cause she also works all day. I haven’t seen that beauty since last term! Miss her! After Friday, I made plans with my other friend who wants me to come to Mississauga and go to wonderlands Halloween haunt on Saturday. Like I wanted to go! But after these exams I’m so exhausted my body is just like stop lol. Idk what I should do. Maybe I’ll feel better post tomorrow. Then, i have to meet my other friend on Monday night after class to hang out. Then I have a party of sorts at this guys place who Is the president of the JSA which I joined again this year. So he wasn’t in jsa last year because he was working so now he’s back and now is president lol. I met him the first time when I was signing up for karaoke but that was short. We bonded at karaoke later than haha. So one of the friend I made in Jsa is his friend so they were sticking together and I kinda wanted to know the president more so I tried being so much nicer than usual lol. So when we were selecting songs I joked if any of them wanted to sing a Taylor Swift song? He responded and was like yeah sure! (Thank you for making me make a new friend T-Swizzle) and he said “You belong with me?” And I was dying inside cause I found it funny. I said yes and our turn came and we sung the whole thing (he wasn’t gonna sing the whole thing) and got a 99 Woot! ( 92 was the max score someone got). We high fived and just chilled after talking to him here and there for the went. After karaoke we left to eat sushi with an army of 20 who deserted after we couldn’t get seats at Sakata and then 6 more went to a restaurant that had an ID check and I didn’t bring mine D: so 6 went to Sakata and only me president and 2 other people were left. I said I’ll just go to kokame and the other two said yes. He was like I’m tired and want to go home and said he’s going to the bubble tea. Then he changed his mind and was like you guys get sushi and come over. I laughed on the inside again lol. And so I gave him money for the bubble tea and I got him sushi and went over to his place where we chilled, joked around, trolled Vivian, and played Imploding kittens and I had a lot of fun. You know when you get those super happy vibes from someone, I got those from him. I don’t know if he felt the same but I feel in my soul he has some relevance in my life but only time will tell! And just to clarify I’m not into him sexually or anything (I’m 99% into girls) but I don’t know why my head and heart are so distracted with him and wanting to know him more. I’ve had regular crushes and man crushes but this seems different somehow. Or maybe I’m just excited to make a new guy friend since the majority in Canada are girls looool. Or maybe my exams have ducked me hard in the head. Like he got all my jokes and I think we clicked instantly. He gave warm vibes and I dig it. He seems like a good soul to know so I want to keep getting to know him more. Also he invited me to the party on Tuesday (maybe as a kind gesture?) but I’m just gonna b chill k? Also in our conversation circle I tried to interact with him as much as I could even though it was hard haha. A handshake, passing him the chips, and him leaning on my shoulders when Angel told me to be quiet looool. I hope she doesn’t hate me now. And that was it. Damn I’m scared I’ll duck things up and get too much into his face so I’m just controlling my puppy urges to give him attention and get attention. This is almost as bad when I wanted my crushes attention back in first year( though she finally gave it to me and became my best bud for the rest of the years haha). But yes that the presidents story. Maybe we’ll become bros soon or maybe he just came into my life to poke at my puppy nature. Or maybe the good looking older brother type people just make my heart strings pull and remind of my older brother. He does share the same haircut as my brother did so maybe that’s it. I dunno. I feel like this was all fate the way things worked that night because when I try to be extra life kicks me lmao. I really believe some people come into our lives to either teach us something or learn something from us. So I’ll try not to disrupt this flow of things, I haven’t even added him on fb yet so he doesn’t think I’m extra but I want him to add me so we can officially be friends lmao - I get so excited when my friends notification pings and think it’s him, I’m so extra I stg. But here’s to hoping I Find out why he’s barging his way into my life and that my exam grades are good!

Please pray for me lol! M

#long reads #feelings #friends #exams #my life #sliceofm

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swan1974-blog · 7 years

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Swan and falcon

In the early morning, Swan’s eyes fluttered open and for several seconds, reality and nightmare danced before his panicked eyes. Rolling over in his sweat dampened silk sheets, he shakily sat up, his head still spinning and the workings of a monster headache brewing behind his eyes. Resting his face downward in the palm of his hand, he tried to slow his rapid breathing and calm his shattered nerves. The high was gone, the sweet dreams of Sam as well, and all that remained was the horror of his past abuse with Soyna long ago buried, or so he had thought. Trembling replaced the panicked heaving of his sides, and after brushing his long hair back out of his face, he wrapped his arms around his bent knees, resting his chin upon them. Closing his eyes only dulled the headache, but did not obscure the memories continuing to play over in his dark mind. Swan says to himself,Where am I? He could only wonder how long he had been out and slowly opening one eye, glanced at the red neon clock on the left wall of the bedroom. It read one thirty in the morning. The room was silent except for the slow thumping of his heart in his ears. Half an hour later, getting stiff from sitting still so long, the images still burned in his mind as tears streamed down his face. The physical pain of those days was long passed, only one of the many ownership markings from Soyna and those dark days remained. Sitting there staring into the darkness, the parade of images replayed themselves as if he were watching one of His own millions of secret surveillance videos. Closing his eyes, he slumped sideways onto the bed. Eventually he began to doze. Swan awoke when something warm touched his thigh. Opening his eyes he blinked in the flickering darkness. Candles now lit the room, and he shifted, feeling again falcon’s soft warm body beside his. Swan cried. Swan noticed Black was the room,to be seem save for his pale skin, and the amber flickering of the red candles. Letting his head fall back against the pillow, he let out a long sigh. Having done that, he ran his hands through his sweat soaked hair, and sighed. The Sam’s 3rd abuse tape nightmares were getting worse, and his despair was rising. He sat there for a long time, as the images still played over and over in his mind. Try as he might, he could not recall forth any happy memories with Soyna. Sam and falcon had been right, Sonya was a destroyer. A destroyer of life. Swan glanced at the beautiful sunrise as he did every morning. He could not help but enjoy the bright orange, pink, and yellow hues that illuminated his room. Falcon noted in the morning sunset light the black silk pajamas Swan was wearing had red swans on them, like the playboy symbol but on Swan it came across as dorky. Falcon says,Good morning, Swan, why are you wearing that red swan black silk pajamas on? I didn’t know you wore pajamas. Swan says,I do, and they’re warm and cozy. Falcon says,Okay, I understand. Falcon helps Swan put on his aviator clear glasses on. Falcon says,Can you see okay now? Swan says,I dare you. Keep treating me like a little kid who needs help. You think I’m a little kid? Falcon says,No, but you look like a kid but short. So I like to treat you like a little kid. I have a very deep motherly instinct, as you can tell, so I have to help you always because I love you deeply. Swan groaned sarcastically and says,I’m not helpless. Falcon says,I know. Swan says with a frown,Bah humbug, I’m a grown man in a child’s body! Yes, I’m an old Scrooge right now. Falcon laughed at swan’s words. Swan says,You think I’m funny? Falcon says,Yes, but not cute. Swan gives her the puss in boots kitten eyes and Falcon awwed at swan’s kitten eyes begging. Falcon says,Oh, you’re so cute! Swan says,I thought so. Falcon was relieved and says,You know what? I had a dream about you last night It was you, me, and Paul were dressed as the three musketeers and we went on all these adventurous quests together. Swan says,Sounds like a great dream. Falcon says,It sure was, and you had much better golden blonde hair with bangs though. It was so beautiful. You looked like an angel! What do you think? Swan blushed and says,So I assume I looked like a feminine male, right? Falcon says,Haha, yep, that’s right! Swan says,What were you like? Falcon says,Um, I don’t know, I kind of couldn’t see myself. Swan says,You know what? Your golden blonde hair is much like mine, just oh so beautiful. Falcon says,Oh, so you think I Take it from you? Blonde hair sure runs in the family, doesn’t it? Is your golden blonde long hair enchanted or something? That would explain a lot. Is that why it looks like that? Tell me. Swan says,I was born like that. Oh believe me, this doesn’t just happen by choice or mistake even, shiny hair symbolizes youth, but that’s very nice of you to say, Falcon. Thank you. Swan gave his head a shake, golden silken strands falling over his shoulders. Falcon said in frustration, trying to tear herself away from the sight of swan, Stop, stop! Don’t even try to… I mean it, don’t even try to distract me from looking at your youthful face and beautiful golden hair. You hear me? Swan says,Huh? What is your favorite song by the way. Falcon says her favorite song from Paul Williams and explaining why she likes it, It is sleep warm because it is sweet and comforting to listen to like an angel is watching over you, protecting you from the monsters of your nightmares. Swan says,I agree. I like that. Falcon says,We can make our own theme song, what about the song sleep warm by Paul Williams. What do you think? Swan says,Sounds great. Falcon plays Sleep warm by Paul Williams on the hidden surround system in the mirrored walls by Bluetooth on her iPhone. Moonlight Sure makes it hard to say good night to you Easier if I knew we’d say good morning too

Sleep And I will keep you safe from harm Sleep warm Trade your troubles for sweet dreams I’ll watch you I’ll watch out for you I’ll look after you

Fireflies Fun for one but twice as nice for two Lullabyes sung alone can sound just like the blues

Go to sleep I’ll give you shelter in my arms Sleep warm Trade your troubles for sweet dreams I’ll watch you I’ll watch out for you

Hold tight if the mornin’s cold Love is more than we’ve been told Swan’s heart warmed as he listened to the lyrics.

So warm, so warm So right

So right This might be somethin’ soft enough to last Even now I can almost feel the worst has passed

Sleep And I will keep you safe from harm Sleep warm Trade your troubles for sweet dreams I’ll watch you I’ll watch out for you I’ll look after you Sleep.. Falcon knew it would calm Swan and to let him know she was always there for him, and she wouldn’t let anything or anyone hurt him. Swan put his arms around falcon and swan rested his cheek against Falcon’s chest. Falcon says to swan that made him smile,You are so beautiful. Swan says,Thank you, but I’m not as beautiful as you are? Falcon says,Oh, stop! Swan says,Handsome? Falcon says,Me? Swan says,Yes. Since you don’t like being called beautiful. Falcon says,Maybe. Well, I do like being called beautiful. It’s no problem for me. I just think you are just too sweet. Swan and falcon help each other Rise from Swan’s bed, they both walked to the front of the bedroom and looked out at the night sky. It was empty, star less and moon less, just like them. Standing still and listening, he found he was still with falcon. His Bathroom Had A Large Huge Red Raven Shaped Whirlpool Hot Tub Filling Up Most Of The Room With A Red Towel With Black Version Of The Death Records Logo,A Black Towel With A Red Version Of The Death Records Logo Hanging Up. The Floor Was Mostly red and Black abstract titles. The Shower By The Huge Hot Tub Was Mostly Black And Red Fire Designed Walls. The Led Light Shower Head Is Red And Black Lights In It The Whole Shower Is Covered With A Red Glass Door With Black Handle. Then They Walk Over To See There’s A Red Sink In A Shape Of A Huge Swan With Black Handles With A Large Fire Shaped Red Mirror With Fire Themed Napkins On The Counter. Falcon says about swan’s bathroom,Looks great. Swan says,Thanks, I call it my throne room. Falcon says,Is that because it makes you sound like the king? Swan says,Yes. Falcon says,Very nice. Can we take a bath in the bird shaped hot tub? Swan says,Sure. Falcon says,Sweet! Maybe we can both be naked in the bath like old times right,relaxing. What do you think? Swan says,That sounds crazy, but yes. We’re not little kids, far from it. Falcon smiled and says,I know it sounds awkward, I just always wanted to go back to our childhood. They get into the hot tub, sighing heavy sighs of relief as they stepped in. “Soooo waaarrmm,” Falcon said. “Not as warm as your sweetheart,” Swan said. “Back at ya, bro,” Falcon said. “Aaaaaahhh,” Swan sighed loudly. Bubbles were coming up. “Hey, I didn’t know there was a bubbler machine in this thing,” Falcon said, smiling. “There isn’t,” Swan smiled, laughing at the look of shock and horror on Falcon’s face. “This is just like when we were eight,” she said. “You would fart in the hot tub.” “Yeah, I know,” Swan said. “At least it’s not as bad as Paul’s fart jokes.” “Seriously,” Falcon said, rolling her eyes at the memory. “Remember reading the Canterbury tales in high school literature? Literature was always oh so boring until we read those stories. I legit never expected to read a fart joke in a medieval story.” Swan laughed, “Neither did I. Paul talked the mess out of that one. He never let it go even to this day.” “You and Paul are very youthful,” Falcon said. “I feel like an old lady.” “You’re not an old lady, sweetie,” Swan said. “I get asked all the time, ‘hey, how’s your little sister doing?’ I laugh because it’s funny they call you my little sister. I’m shorter than you, but not fatter.” Falcon laughed at his humor. “Oh, man, I love it when you make me feel like I’m gonna bust a gut by laughing,” she said. “I have the best brothers on the planet, hands down.” “We have the best sister,” Swan said. “I love that you make feel young again,” Falcon smiled. “Thank you.” Swan smiled. Bubbles came up again. “Oh, Swan, stop it already!” Falcon fumes. “That wasn’t me,” Swan said. “There is a bubbler machine in here. I lied, just so you can feel youthful again.” Falcon smiled and giggled like a little girl. Falcon and swan both go to his walk in closet. They See A Walk In Closet In A Shape Of A Red Swan With Black Eyes. It Was 40 By 40 Feet With Red Dimmed Lights Everywhere On The Shelves. It Had A Black and red lava lamp colorchanging glass Walls With Red Rods Holding The Clothes. It Had Red And Black Shelves Consisting Of His Suits,Cloaks,Hats,Canes. Red And Black Drawers Filled With Bowties,Regular Ties,Gloves, Shoes, Ascots, Handkerchiefs. Falcon helps swan pick out his clothes she likes on swan. Falcon says a suggestion while holding his red and black famous vest seen in phantom of the paradise worn by Paul in the taping scenes of the film, This is the best thing you’ve ever worn. Swan says about falcon’s suggestion,Very nice choice. It is my favorite outfit. Falcon says,I knew it! Swan says,What do you not know? Falcon begged,I don’t know, I don’t know, how can I know everything if I don’t know what I don’t know? Swan says,You’re right, and fine I will wear it along with my willy wonka outfit. It’ll look great. Swan Was Sporting A Black Velvet Knee Length Frockcoat With cabaret Red Trims Around The Cuffs And Lapels With Two Large Pockets To Take Away From The Svelt, Feminine Line. Also There Was A Red cherry Colored Inner Silk Lining Of The Black Jacket with black inner jetted pockets, where the pocket is sewn into the lining of the jacket and only a narrow horizontal black opening appears on both left and right sides of the jacket. Silk Black and red patterned swan Shirt With Filly Cuffs On The Folded Collars And Sleeve Cuffs,A Red And Black Flamed Patterned Ascot tucked in nicely in the shirt. The red Raven waistcoat pattern is Facing the waistcoat, on the bottom is a rectangle on the left and on the very left by the pocket is a smaller triangle. Above that is a heart shape on the side with two points in the top. On the lining of the vest is a heart shape with one pointed point split and down the shape there is a point where it rounds off. On the lapel collars is two shapes on both sides rectangle and red. On the right on the top where the buttons are there is a circle with five triangle bordering it. Surrounding the pocket is a rectangle from the corner coming into the bottom of the pocket. It rounds off the the right and there is a slot in there and on the top there is antler like structure. The pattern appears On a black background. There are 4 buttons on the vest,two black medium rectangle pockets on both sides. He was also wearing Bright Red Flared Silk Bellbottoms That Reached To The Floor Hiding Covering His black Ankle Curved High Heeled Boots,Black Satin Dress Gloves, Red Tinted Aviator Glasses With Black Metal Framing Around The Lenses. Falcon says about swan’s clothing, you’re not fooling me. It’s a willy wonka inspired outfit, am I right? Why do I think it suits you so well is because it fits you so well, your personality and everything about you. Swan says,Thanks. Falcon says,Hey, Paul. Swan says,I’m not Paul. Falcon says,Oh, sorry, Swan. Swan says,Hey, Paul. Falcon says,I’m not Paul. Swan says,Oh, sorry, Swan. Falcon says,I didn’t realize you talked in third person. Quit messing with me, telling me I look like a boy. Swan says,Humorously, I didn’t call you Paul, and I never said you looked like a boy, I was talking to myself in third person and called myself the wrong name! They both walk out of the closet.

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