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seung-mong · 9 months
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shoot to kill - bangchan
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includes: ex (?) bf! chan x fem reader, ANGST idk im in the mood to break hearts ig, fluff at the end, soft smut, mostly chan reassuring and praising reader
"alright fuck, then maybe we should just take a break."
the words leave chan before he can really think about it, hanging in the air like a knife that's been thrown and stops midair, your gaze ice cold and freezing it in it's track.
"really. thats your solution? a fucking break?" you scoff, your (chan's) shirt that usually hangs loosely suddenly suffocating you, wrapping you in a snake-like grip and making your head feel like you're going to explode.
"yea, i just dont think us being together is good for us anymore."
chan has a bad habit. he says shit he doesnt mean, blames the anger that builds in his chest and spits out words he knows will hurt. because thats what he wants to do. he knows its wrong, fucked even. the way he wants you to hurt the way he hurts.
"christopher."
its a plea. take it back, please. you stand there in front of him, defenseless. the way his full name falls off your tongue sounds wrong. it's devoid of all the emotions you'd usually call him with. where's the gentleness, the softness you usually regard him with?
"maybe we just.. need to stay away from each other right now." chan's voice is steady, betraying the way his insides seem to shake, he's not sure if he's shivering from the cold, or the way your eyes seem to look at him as if you're seeing him for the first time.
"you can't be serious." it hurts to speak, your words squeezing out of you as you struggle to breathe, tears freely flowing.
he should turn this around. surrender. no, he isn't serious. he's so stupid and he loves you and he's just so hurt by what you said a while ago and he's tired and- "i'll sleep at changbin's tonight."
your chest hurts, physically feels like its being ripped apart as you stare at your lover with empty eyes. "thats your solution? to run away? over such a stupid-"
"stupid?" chan laughs hollowly, running a hand through his hair, feeling all the anger rise in him again. "it isn't stupid, y/n. you're the one who keeps running away. you're the one who keeps pushing away this conversation every single time i bring it up." he's raising his voice now, can see how tense his body is from the reflection on the glass window.
"you're asking me to pick up my whole life and move to seoul with you. this isn't some silly request like asking me to pick where to eat for dinner, it's my whole fucking life, chris!" you raise yours in response, taking a step closer to him.
"that's what i did for you! i dont understand it, y/n. i moved to chicago. for you. picked up my whole fucking life and moved because i loved you. so why can't you fucking do that for me? this is my work, y/n." he takes a step, towering over you.
"no, don't twist it like that. we made plans, chan. we talked about it for months. it wasn't some spontaneous decision. we both wanted this-"
"well maybe i dont want this anymore."
oh.
...
"you don't mean that."
...
"channie? please. you don't mean that." your voice is breaks, shaky as you step away from him, clutching at your chest.
he can feel guilt eat at his stomach as he watches you, whole body shaking as sobs rack through your frame. he needs to apologize, he knows it. but you've hurt him too.
"i just... i need a break, y/n."
you sink into the couch behind you, shaking your head when chan hesitantly approaches you, kneeling on the floor in front of you. he places a hand on your knee, and his chest tightens when you flinch away from him.
"love-"
"don't." you spit the word out, refusing to even look at him.
"love, please-"
"a break's what you want? you fucking have it. tell changbin to expect you." you push his arm away when he makes a move to reach for you. you unfurl yourself from the couch, stepping aside from the man who holds your heart, ignoring his calls of your name as you walk into your shared bedroom, slamming the door shut behind you.
sleep comes quickly when you cry yourself to sleep, curled into a ball in your bed, heart empty as the overwhelming scent of chan sticks to his pillows. you faintly hear the soft click of the front door, and then complete silence.
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it's hard to remember how you fell asleep, almost as if there was a smooth transition from sobbing heavily into your pillow and breathing into a deep sleep. your head is pounding when your eyes open, puffy and sore from your tears. your throat is dry, stomach aching, and heart heavy.
there's a chance chan will never sleep beside you again.
you push aside the bitter feeling, letting out a painful groan when you stretch your limbs, swinging your feet off your bed. the floor is cold, and you have to tiptoe to the bathroom to freshen up.
you look as horrible as you feel. you try not to spend too much time looking at yourself.
the thought of spending your whole day alone in your big apartment makes you uneasy, part of you wishing you could stay cooped up in your room forever. but you know deep down that's not what's truly bothering you, not when the uncertainty eats at you from the inside.
how is he?
is he thinking about you?
why hasn't he messaged you?
...... is it really the end?
you walk to the door, taking a deep breath as tears brim just below your waterline, promising to be productive today, and not to wallow in self pity all day. your scream leaves you before you can register what exactly is sitting by front of your door, large frame leaning against the door toppling over in his sleep.
"what the hell!" you scream, heart suddenly beating too fast at your liking as you finally take the scene in.
"baby?" chan's voice is croaky, as if his throat had been scratched raw. he's still wearing the clothes from last night, shoulder leaning against the doorframe before you swung the door open, causing him to lose balance.
"what the fuck are you doing here?" you sigh, guilt tugging at your heart when chan stands up, groaning and rubbing at his back.
"i- i didn't...."
you stare at him in silence, unable to control the way your brows furrow in anger. he stares back at you, lips suddenly going dry when he sees the way that you look at him, as if he was a bother.
"i thought you went to bin's." you push past him, heading straight to the kitchen as if you had no worry in the world, pretending to busy yourself with dishes despite there not being a single dish in the sink.
"i..... i couldn't leave you." his voice cracks as he takes another step toward you. you turn your back to him, denying him of your attention as you pretend to busy yourself with breakfast, pulling open drawers and taking out pots.
"wow. that's rich." your voice is laced with pure venom when you bite back, sinking deep into chan's heart as he shuffles awkwardly to stand by the kitchen counter.
"you locked the door."
you only hum in response.
"i.... i tried to go in, thought i'd apologize to you but.... it was locked."
"yea. you don't really expect anyone to go in your room when you're on a break."
the silence is heavy on your shoulders, but you know if you say any more the tears will start pouring. you're too mad at chan to break down in front of him, pride and ego wrestling as you maintain your unbothered facade, working your way around him as if his presence meant nothing to you.
"i turned down the job offer last night."
you drop the spatula you were holding in your hand, letting it clank against the metal pot.
"you what?" you finally turn to face him, disbelief etched onto your face.
you finally soften when you see chris mere feet away from you, eyes red and puffy a sign that he had been crying too. his hair is a mess, and his clothes from last night look rumpled, as if he had been restless all night.
"i- you have to know, my love. i will always choose you, nothing else. i was stupid and-"
"christopher, i never said no." you feel irritation rise in you again, but you take another step closer to your lover. "i never said i didnt want to go. i needed time to think, chris. time. to process. and now you've turned down your dream job and i-"
"i know, i know." chris reaches out to you, letting out what you think is a breath of relief when you dont push him away as he wraps his fingers around your wrists. "but i.... this job, it's going to be demanding and i'm constantly going to have to move and.... look, chicago is your home." he raises a hand to cup your face, wiping away the stray tear that had slipped down your cheek.
"and seoul is yours." you argue back.
"no, you are."
you let out a sob at that, allowing yourself to fully melt into chan's warm embrace. he immediately scoops you into his arms, pressing your face into his chest as he kisses the top of your head repeatedly, patting your hair down.
"it doesnt matter what im doing or where i am, as long as you're there." chan starts to choke up, pulling your face away to properly look you in the eyes. "i dont know what the future holds for me, love. all i know is that i want you by my side. in ten, twenty, thirty years." he plants soft kisses all over your face as you sniffle.
"but i- i feel so bad. i dont want to stop you from doing what you want." you groan, but chan simply giggles lovingly at you.
"i dont want you to think that, i dont even think that. its just a job, y/n. its not even a job i really want. it pays well yea, but it's not something id drop everything for. especially not you." he wipes away the tears that are still falling, cooing at you when you hiccup.
"i love you, chan. i'm so sorry." you sob, pushing your face into his shirt.
"don't apologize. i should be the one saying sorry. i was such a dick last night, i-" he sighs, wrapping his arms around your shoulders. "you know i dont mean what i say, right?"
god he hopes you say yes, he prays to any god, even those he doesnt believe in that you know he never means those things. he doesnt think theres anything worse than the possibility that you could actually think he doesnt want you or a life with you.
"i- i know. but... still hurts when you say it." you sniif, wiping away your tears with the back of your hand.
chan pulls away to look down at you. "i know, my love. im sorry. i'll work on that, i promise. can't stand it when you're sad. i hate knowing im the one who hurts you." he leans down to kiss you, the salty taste of your tears making his chest hurt.
"let me love on you, yea? let me take care of you baby, please."
you nod, jumping up when chan taps at your thighs. he catches you, wrapping his hands around your thighs as he carries you to your bedroom. "need to feel you," you sigh when chan gently places you on the bed.
he stands in between your spread legs, quickly throwing off his hoodie and letting it fall to the floor, leaving him half naked. he leans down to hover over you, lips instantly finding yours in a messy, heated kiss. his hands find their way under your shirt, tips of his fingers grazing your underboob.
"wanna fuck you in my shirt." chan hums against your cheek, squeezing your sides when you squirm against him.
"wanna feel your skin on mine though, please baby?" you beg, holding onto chan's shoulders as he kisses down your chest. he hums in agreement, rolling his shirt off so it sits on top of your breast.
"i'll give you whatever you want, baby. just ask me. promise i'll give it to you, i'll take care of you." he presses soft kisses across your stomach and chest all the while, only pulling away to lift the fabric off you. chan eyes you hungrily, only dressed in your underwear.
"you're the most beautiful girl ive ever seen, my love. so perfect for me." he sighs, fingers tangling in your hair as he kisses you deeply.
"want your pants off, need to feel all of you." you whine, fingers already flying to undo his pants.
"such a good girl, using your voice. you know id do anything you asked." he hums, kicking everything off until he lays bare against you, cock already hard as it rubs against your thigh.
"enough with the teasing, channie. need you in me."
"there's no rush, baby." chan hums, fingers dipping down to see how wet you are, surprised to find you already soaking.
"huh. guess she was crying for me too, hmm?"
you lightly slap at his shoulder, fighting the scolding smile that threatens to paint your face. "just put it in already, please."
"hmm. since you asked so nicely." he kisses your cheek, lips still against your skin as he pushes in you, holding your legs as par apart as he can. your breath catches in your throat at the feeling of him stretching you, fingers digging onto his broad back as he settles deep within you.
"feel good?" he asks, pillowy lips trailing across your face.
"so deep- love you, channie." you babble, and chan can't help but giggle. he presses his bare chest against yours, feeling satisfied when every inch of his skin is met with your own. his hands find yours, interlocking them before he dips down to kiss you on the lips.
"lets go slow, kay baby? need to feel all of you. every inch." he coos, hips slowly pulling back before he sinks back in, keeping the same torturously slow pace.
you whin when it starts to get too much and yet not enough at the same time, heels digging into his lower back to push him in quicker everytime he pulls out. "please, channie. need it faster."
"greedy," chan tuts, rubbing his nose against your jawline. "but, what my love wants, she gets."
his pace starts to pick up, lewd sounds of skin against skin filling up the room aside from the occassional moan you let out. chan grunts against your ear, letting out deep sighs and high pitched whimpers everytime you clench around him or reach up to kiss at his neck.
"m close," you whine, throwing yoru arm around your lover's neck to pull him closer. he easily complies, keeping the same rhythm as you press yourself against him.
"wanna feel you cum, baby. wanna feel that pretty pussy clench around me." he groans, fingers finding your clit and rubbing tight circles on the bud.
you let out a silent scream when you cum, legs shaking against chan's waist as he fucks you through your high, letting out a breathy whimper when he feels how tight you've become.
"fuck! love you so much, channie." you sob.
that's what pushes him over the edge, shooting his load deep inside you as his hips stutter, groaning lowly with every thrust. he buries his face into the crook of your neck as you hold him, back sweaty from all the movement.
your breathing seems to sync as you both calm down, chan's hands rubbing up and down your sides as yours curl into his hair, holding him snuggly against you.
"i love you more than anything, y/n." chan suddenly breathes against your neck. he pulls away to look at you, and your breath catches in your throat when you see his eyes are brimming with tears.
"channie?" you pout, gently carressing his cheeks with your thumb. he leans into your touch, quickly kissing the palm of your hand before he nuzzles into it.
"don't wanna lose you. hurts so fucking much just thinking about it."
you're caught off guard by his sudden vulnerability, but you coo at him all the same. "you won't lose me, baby. we'll get through everything." you promise, heart squeezing when his tears start to fall.
"almost did. hate myself so much for hurting you." he sniffs, quickly wiping away his tears.
"baby, listen to me, okay?" you sigh. you try to sit up to look at him better, but chan whines, resting his head in between your chest and tightening his hold around your body. you giggle at him, hands quickly finding its way to his hair as you play with it. "you won't lose me. we just gotta... talk through everything, okay?"
"but i hurt you.... i dont think when i get mad. say things i dont mean."
"and you said you'd work on it. i trust you." he lifts his head up so he looks up at you, chin resting on your stomach.
"i love you. i hope you believe me when i say that. honestly, i dont think those three words can even begin to describe how i feel for you." he sighs, pinching at your side.
you giggle at him, thinking back to how he called you his home.
you push away the curls that cover his eyes, smiling down sweetly at him. "i know what you feel for me channie." you reassure him, pulling him up by the shoulders so he hovers directly above you.
"'s exactly what i feel for you, my beautiful boy." you coo, pulling him down for a kiss.
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neolxzr · 10 months
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shu's relationship to naru being like "feels outclassed by/feels indebted to" makes me want to read him as being jealous of her SO bad like. shu would not admit being jealous under torture but naru has a brain so she can figure that out herself and she would laugh at him SOOO HARD like seriously shu-chan you are jealous???? of me????? do you think mika-chan is going to leave you?????? for me????? have you listened to him talk ever???????? like is that not top tier comedy
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Books of 2024: THE DEATH I GAVE HIM by Em X. Liu.
Up next! Hamlet retelling but make it science + a locked-lab mystery (which is, of course, directly up my alley!). Horatio is the lab's resident AI, and I'm so excited to see how this goes.
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trashh-chan · 9 months
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tumblr didnt let me post this the first time, i thought i broke the filter-
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ywpd-translations · 1 year
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Ride 710: Support, Sakamichi
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Pag 1
2: I see it
I finally see it! That's the peak, Kei-chan!!
3: Another 1km and we're there!! It sure it's hard, racing!!
Yeah, 1km is long, Kyou-chan
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Pag 2
1: I wonder if Roku-chan surpassed him
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Pag 3
1: Maybe
3: I think he chose “go”
4: “Go”?......
Ah..... I see
….. I guess so
5: It feels a little lonely
6: While saying things like “we'll make sure (that he passes Kinaka)”, maybe we were the ones who
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Pag 4
1: really valued the time spent in the same club as Roku-chan
He passed him!!
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Pag 5
1: In the end Rokudai caught the experienced Kinaka at the last minute on the peak!!
4: Da..... mn...
This race really
5: is super fun...!!!
Kaburagi!!
He- he freed himself from the tape!!
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Pag 6
1: I did it.....
Kei-chan.... Kyou-chan....
2: I passed him
I kept.... our “promise”
3: Seriously!! Did you see that!? Imaizumi-san!!
Wa- Issa, don't push Imaizumi-san's head!!
Obviously, I saw it
Waa, Imaizumi-san is getting all serious 
4: Rokudai-kun!!
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Pag 7
1: Amazing
4: Rokudai's concentration when he passed Kinaka...
5: His feelings...
His resolution...
6: His full strength....
7: I felt them all while watching him from here....!!
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Pag 8
1: Yeah!!
2: You're right!!
5: Onoda-kun!!
6: Ah- but-but of course I fel Kinaka-kun's.... willpower and pride too!! Yes!!
…. you shouldn't be so stiff about treating them equally just because you're the captain, Onoda-kun
7: It's okay when it's the moment to support them
8: Ah
9: Telling them how you feel
10: It's a senpai's role
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Pag 9
1: Okay
4: Dammit...... really.....
5: He really passed me!?
6: The reason I lost is..... my lack of ability!!
Dammit!!
Kinaka entered the downhill and, as expected, he passed him back!!
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Pag 10
1: From now on it's a long downhill, I hope Rokudai can still..... keep up......
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Pag 11
2: Here.....
3: Oi, you, Rokudai- pedal seriously!!
Ehi, Issa
You're falling behind! D'you want Kinaka to take the finish line like this?
4: Doesn't Rokudai look a little bad?
5: Rokudai-kun!!
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Pag 13
3: Rokudai-kun!!
Rokudai fell from his bike!!
4: He hit the curb and fell into those thick bushes
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Pag 14
1: He used up all his strength.....!?
A-anyway, thank god he fell in the bushes, thank god!!
2: Rokudai-kun
3: Onoda-san!!
4: He's here
5: Are you okay, Rokudai-kun?
Are you okay!?
Can you run? Go back to the race..!!
Don't be absurd, Issa
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Pag 15
2: Ah!!
3: My bike.....
4: W- what about Kinaka-kun!?
5: I.... I have to chase him.....
Yeah!! That's right!!
Ahead....
It's okay, Rokudai!! You can still catch up!!
Oi Issa, don't get too excited
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Pag 16
3: My right hand has no strength, teh....
6: But..... I have to go....
7: Kinaka-kun said that......
“If I win this first years' race I can go to the Inter High?”
“If you can pass all of us experienced riders and take the finish line”
8: He said that if I'm the very first one to reach the finish line....
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Pag 17
2: I can.... with Back-gate-slope-senpai....
I can run...... together with him..... teh.....
3: Otherwise
My.....
My goal is.....
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Pag 18
1: Rokudai-kun.... I received your feelings
2: So, it's alright now
You can rest now, you can retire from the race
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Pag 19
3: You ran so amazingly, so you must be tired
Ah, no-no-no
Thank you for supporting me*
(NdT.: the verb he uses here, which is the same as the chapter's title, has also the meaning of “hold up”, so “support” both physically and figuratively)
4: Ahhh, but I can't move either my hands and legs
6: Roku-chan!!
7: Kei-chan, Kyou-chan!!
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Pag 20
1: You passed him!!
2: Yeah!!
4: Good job!!
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rizzshimura · 3 months
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guys screw med school tell me why i need 45 OUT OF 45 IN THE IB TO BE CONSIDERED FOR MD AND BS FOR UNIVERISTY OF SYDNEY HELLO ????
i take chem hl. and bio hl. do u think i have it in me to get 45 out of 45
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booskwan · 5 months
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chan and berry will never not make me cry
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So, it's Christmas time and i thought about something cute that would match the little interaction between Thena and Jack. Jack would have loved Gil and his food. So maybe Gilgamesh is helping Jack to bake some cookies and other sweet things for a Christmas charity event at Jacks school. The earned money will go to poor families and their children, who cannot afford buying Christmas presents. So Gil and Thena, obviously, and Ben and Phastos are there, at this charity event, watching (and maybe helping) Jack selling the self-made stuff to nice people.
I hope you feel better and less stressed. No one needs Christmas filled with stress and discomfort. It should be a time of joy and making other people and yourself happy.
Once again i want to thank you for your work, for your stories and your kind words. You're a special person, bringing so much light to the people in this fandom. Thank you. 🖤✨🎄
"Will you two stop feeding each other cookies!"
Thena and Gil both barely looked at Phastos, caught up in sharing cookies one bite at a time until they would inevitably end up kissing. Thena licked her lips, "it's only one cookie each time."
"Thena, I swear to-" Phastos huffed but cut himself off. He knew damn well that not only was it futile to argue with his sister, especially over something like this, but also that they were here for more important things.
"Hey, I made them," Gil complained loudly before kissing Thena even louder again. "I get to use them to lure my wife into kissing me as much as I want."
"Jack made them," Phastos corrected his incorrigible siblings freely, "you two canoodled the whole time."
"Actually, Dad, Uncle Gil made them," Jack corrected, completely oblivious to how he was betraying his father. "I helped measure some of the stuff, but Aunt Thena and I mostly decorated them."
Yes, Thena had been giving only white icing and very specific instructions. If given red frosting at all, she tended to start illustrating various injuries on the gingerbread men.
Ben turned away from yet another sale, putting away the profit in the name of charity. "Leave them be, Habibi."
"They're eating the product," Phastos reminded his husband with a hand on his shoulder, "it's not good business practice."
"Thank you," Jack smiled as he sold another cookie to another bake sale goer. He looked back at his family, "it's okay, Dad. Uncle Gil said he that he would make extra just for this."
Of course he did. Phastos rolled his eyes before glaring at his brother, "you are the worst, y'know that?"
"Hm, I can't hear you," Gil laughed. He was far too immersed as Thena raised another shortbread to his lips, letting him take the first bite. She leaned in for the second, and once again, by the third, he was kissing the buttery crumbs off her lips for her.
Phastos shook his head, instead looking down at his son, "how are things lookin', buddy?"
"I think we're almost there," Jack smiled, looking into the box provided by the school to keep their earnings in. They would all be compiled together into a water cooler jug and then donated to the appropriate local resources to help those who couldn't buy gifts for this season.
"We're very proud of you, Jack," Ben smiled at their son, running a hand over the boy's hair. "It was a great idea to volunteer for the charity bake sale."
"Well, I knew Uncle Gil would help with the baking," Jack admitted sheepishly.
"Hey, I would have helped you," Phastos frowned.
"Yeah, but Uncle Gil's cookies are the best."
Phastos sighed, patting his poor, weathered heart, "gets me every time."
"He's right," Thena stated proudly, much to her brother's further frustration. She leaned over her nephew's shoulder, admiring his riches. "Is this sufficient?"
"I think so, and we're almost sold out!" Jack grinned at their increasingly sparse inventory. "I knew they'd be popular."
"Everything Uncle Gil makes is popular," she smiled at Jack, patting his shoulder in a rare instance of physical affection.
"It's a wonder we got any sales with you two back here makin' out the whole time," Phastos turned on them again, batting Gil with his scarf in substitute of snapping a towel at him.
"Jack wanted us to come!" Gil laughed, swatting away the scarf easily. "And I told him expressly there would be kissing."
"They're always kissing," Jack shrugged as he sorted the money in their box properly. "I'm used to it by now."
Thena made her way back to her husband's side, grabbing the end of Phastos' scarf and taking it for herself. "Now that this is done, is it technically your winter break?"
"Yep!" Jack turned to his Aunt with a grin, having told her excitedly that once he was officially on Christmas break from school that he wanted to do all kinds of things with her and Uncle Gil. "Can we still build a giant hill to go sledding on?"
"Anything you want," Thena responded instantly her sweet nephew.
"Yes!"
"Excuse me," Phastos frowned, still reaching for his scarf and still being denied. "What giant hill is this?"
"Dad, it's fine," Jack pouted, already whining about his father's habit of overprotectiveness.
"Yeah, I'll be there," Gil shrugged, letting Thena wind Phastos' scarf around his neck instead. "And she won't let anything happen to him."
Phastos knew that, of course, but he still had very strict rules about Jack's feet leaving the ground and for how long.
"Let them go sledding, my love," Ben attempted to placate his husband, pulling him over for a kiss of their own. "We have last minute shopping to do."
"You're right, you're right," the Genius Eternal sighed against his husband's shoulder. They had a few last things to pick out for Jack, a few items Ben insisted he wanted to get for Gil and Thena (despite Phastos' insistence that they neither needed nor deserved them).
And Jack specifically had requested to get something for Aunt Thena all by himself. Which they would let him do, but they were going to go today to scope out exactly what to steer him towards given the time and budget they had.
"Fine, just behave like adults," Phastos snapped his finger and pointed at the couple once again canoodling. Thena glared at him, in the middle of using his scarf to pull Gil towards her again. It was Gil's scarf, now. "Human adults, please."
"Yes, sir," Gil gave him a mocking salute, which only increased Phastos' dread. They brought Jack over to the teachers supervising the event, just until he was finally free to join them again.
"Hm?" Thena tilted her head at Gil as he rubbed her back idly.
"It's cute," he shrugged, watching their brother and his family from afar, "all their little traditions."
"Isn't it?" she sighed, leaning against his shoulder as if they were curled up in front of a fire, and not sitting in uncomfortable, state-funded plastic chairs. "Jack seems happy."
Gil rubbed her arm. Her utter adoration of their nephew continued to make his heart throb in his chest. "Do you want any presents?"
"Presents?"
"Yeah," Gil grinned as she looked at him with those big green eyes. "All this talk of them has me thinking about it, I guess."
But Thena happily snuggled right up to him, even loosening the scarf around his neck enough for her to poke her head in with his. He eagerly pulled her right into his lap in return. "You're the only gift I need."
"Aw," he cooed, making her laugh in his arms, "being around humans makes you so sappy."
"You don't think it's being married to you for hundreds of years?"
"It can be both."
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hannieehaee · 5 months
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ouuu i read your latest fic and i was thinking -- dino would love love a younger s/o. he wants to be the big strong older one, doting on and babying you etcc!!
pls i agree so much!!! i feel like even though he's an older brother at home, he's so used to being the youngest among his members he'd love having an s/o a few years younger than him 🥹 it'd probably make him feel so strong and dependable and allow him to baby them the way his own members baby him 😭😭 he'd coo at literally anything u did and at the beginning of the relationship he'd try to show this overly strong and manly persona that would eventually wear down as the relationship progressed but he'd still keep an essence of someone who could protect and help u with anything AHHHH give me a lee chan pls 😭😭😭
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shadowedresolve · 2 years
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“Thank you so much, for spending this time with me today, Futaba-chan. I had so much fun!”
Haru is beaming as she puts down the gaming controller she’d been holding and smiles at her younger friend. Not many would’ve guessed that Haru, who struggles with technology so much, could be such a fan of video games, but even if she hadn’t been - she’s sure that anything would be fun, as long as she was doing it with Futaba. The girl just has a way of bringing energy into everything she does, and it’s infectious - at first, Haru had been nervous to spend time with her without any of the other Thieves present, but she’d soon found herself relaxing and having a great time.
After a moment, she finds herself musing aloud.
“I never would’ve thought I could make so many great friends... my younger self would be shocked to see me now. ...Ah! I’m sorry if that was a little much!”
@oraclememehacker​ ( starter! )
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logicheartsoul · 2 years
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fanfic writer asks
I think this was originally an ask meme but I don't mind doing this like Mak and answering all of 'em like a survey. So here's my answers!
Tagged by: @bisamwilson
1. How many works do you have on AO3? 11 2. What’s your total AO3 word count? 16,264 3. How many fandoms have you written for and what are they? Several, like at least 10 though in my wips that might add up a bit more 4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos? scars; they will not fade, but its power lessens over time (222) The Skant (193) All Things (141) Waiting Is Sweet (If You Can Make The Time) (107) Savior (103) 5. What’s the fic you’ve written with the angstiest ending? That's posted or that's in my wips? Coz most of the fics posted on my tumblr or AO3 are not that angsty (well, for my angst standards). However, I do have a couple of fics in my wips that are angsty, especially one technically dealing with a main character death, so... 6. What’s the fic you’ve written with the happiest ending? Uh... Let me get back to you on that. 7. Do you write crossovers? If so, what is the craziest one you’ve written? Actually I do, and I find crossovers very fun, if for the "what if these set of people meet" or "what if these people were in this universe" type thing. I think the craziest one I've written has to be the Yu Yu Hakusho/Stargate Atlantis one, so far. 8. Do you write smut? If so, what kind? Yes, I do, though some of it hasn't been published online even if it's finished, mostly shared to friends on Discord lmao (I really should upload them.) I've written m/f, m/m, and f/f fic and also various configurations of ot3 pairings, and while I haven't put them online, a fair amount of kink as well. 9. Do you respond to comments, why or why not? Yeah, I do, and usually try to be timely about it but sometimes I'll forget or not have the energy to. I like responding to what people have said and it's nice to see their comments on my work! 10. Have you ever received hate on a fic? Like specific hate? No. I did however get some hateful comments from some asshole in 2016 who was going around making these homophobic comments for fics in the ship tag, including to some very new writers who were publishing their first fics, and I ended up making a PSA post about it when it happened. The asshole went to literally 15-20 fics with similar types of comments and sometimes engaged back in a comment thread, it was a fucking mess lol 11. Have you ever had a fic stolen? Not that I know of, however I've had gifs and fanart/edits stolen from me, more than once. Not fun. 12. Have you ever had a fic translated? No, I probably would cry if someone wanted to though. 13. Have you ever co-written a fic before? Yes and sadly it's unfinished but it was a lot of fun! 14. What’s your all-time favorite ship? ...I am a chronic multishipper so this question is extremely hard lmao 15. What’s a WIP that you want to finish but don’t think you ever will? I have a WIP problem so there's various fics that fit this category (including the co-written fics mentioned above). 16. What are your writing strengths? People have said that my writing is kind of poetic, and I admit sometimes it does, and I try to be good about word economy and sometimes that comes through in my fics. I think I'm fairly good at dialogue too. 17. What are your writing weaknesses? At this point, probably just finishing a longfic lmao I know that's partially one of those "you gotta pace yourself, stamina" things but yeah 18. What are your thoughts on writing dialogue in other languages in a fic? I actually don't mind it, and I’m actually kinda proficient in a couple of languages for it to work. I think though, if the point is for the character to not understand something, but to have readers who do understand a glimpse of a character or plot or etc, writers should try to put some kind of translation in the story whether it's in the author's notes or somehow in the text. Same thing for dialogue. If they don't want to translate in text OR in the author's notes, the meaning should be subtextually clear though, otherwise, just write something like "said in [x language]". 19. What was the first fandom you wrote for? ...that was so long ago I can't remember, it was back in elementary school. 20. What’s your favorite fic you’ve written? My ABSOLUTE favorite??? This is like picking a favorite color or something.
Tagging: Whoever feels like it :D
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hanjisungsbiwife · 2 years
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EXCUSE ME SIR???
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desperatepleasures · 2 years
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god it's just inherently funny that I have a ship that's like. renowned war hero and ex-prince sir conrart "the lion of luttenberg" weller. and. guy who manages the luttenberg library
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cherrynika · 2 years
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My mum listens to this motherfucker Kevin Chan's youtubes. He's a geomancer, ie a fortune teller. They always tell you some stupid crap based off fortune telling. And it's always terrible advice--other things I wonder, why do all these losers like to tell others how to get ahead in the corporate sphere? They don't even work. And they sell overpriced consultations where they tell the recipient how lousy and a loser they are and to get a job being a servant (I'm serious). And they sell 'charms'.
I wish I could send this motherfucker to my worst enemy, he will ruin their life or at least annoy them to death.
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I’M HERE FOR U BBY. MADE A GIGANTIC PILLOW FORT. WE GOT ALL THE SECURITY BLANKETS N PLUSHIES. I INVITED ALL YOUR FAVES TO SUPPORT U. GOT SOME COZY HOT COCOA N SOME YUMMY RAMEN. YOU ARE GETTING PASSED AROUND AND CUDDLED AND KISSED BY EACH FAV AND MYSELF. JUST BREATHE ITS GONNA BE OKAY CEREZITA I PROMISE-
*breathes in*THANK U BESTIE JJJFNFNOJFIJFDJIIJFCNJNCIMJDJNFCNN 💖💕💖💕💖💕💖💖💕💖💕💖💕💖💖💕💖💕💕💕💖💖💕💖💕💖💕 *breaths out*
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ywpd-translations · 2 years
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Ride 698: “Lifeline”
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Pag 1
2: We entered the rural areas section and raised the pace!!
3:  There should have been three people behind us..... but they're gone, teh
4: But I can't afford to turn around to make sure of it, teh
5: This is a race....
A race
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1: Road racing is a survival!!
2: The big senpai.... Imaizumi-san, said it before the start of the race
3: You'll raise your pace once you enter the rural areas section
Follow the wheel ofthe person in front of you
That will decrease the air resistance and you'll be able to run more easily
4: Especially for the beginners, think of it as your sole lifeline, and run with all your strength
5: Think that if you fall behind even once, there's no way to go back
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Pag 3
1: This wheel before me is my lifeline
2: A spider's thread.....!!
3: There's no room for me, but I'll do my best!!
4: I'll run with Back-gate slope-san
5: I want to run with him!!
6: I won't fall behind, teh!!
7: That's my “goal”!!
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Pag 4
1: One little animal is about to fall
Shall we accelerate a little? Murakami-kun
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Pag 5
2: Rokudai....?
That's right
3: There's no way he'll be able to run faster than this, let's tear him off!!
….. Kinaka....
4: But he's a beginner
It's only the eary stages, shouldn't we lead them like this?
Even if we don't raise the pace too much now, he'll fall behind naturally once we enter the mountain
5: And besides, the other day, when I scraped my knee, Rokudai brought me the first-aid kit right away
6: He's a nice guy
I think this pace is good
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Pag 6
1: Road racing isn't sweet!!
2: Fine, alright, Murakami
If you won't do it, then I will!!
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Pag 7
1: That's it!!
2: Kinaka has accelerated
Let's follow him!! Can't be helped!!
3: Huh!?
4: We chase him too, Koshiba!
Yeah, Nogaki!
5: Ah....
Huh!?
6: Huh!?
Wa-
7: That's my sole....
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Pag 8
1: Lifeline!!
2: Teeeh!!
5: Think that if you fall behind even once, there's no way to go back
6: Teh
7: I want to …. accelerate.... but....
Teh.....
No..... wai....
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Pag 9
1: Wait a moment!!
3: They're so fast
No way....
Wait
Wait!
4: Wait, wait!!
5: Road racing is a survival
6: Teeeh!!
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3: There's no way
6: They left me.... behind.... teh
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Pag 12
1: He got on his feet and stopped!
He must be desperate for having fallen behind
That jersey, it's Rokudai-kun!!
2: Rokudai.... kun
4: Uhm.... can I ask one thing?.... teh
5: How....
6: How do I become like senpai and be able to climb so lightly on the back-gate slope?
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2: Uhm! You should climb every day!
After a while, it will be less hard, and then eventually it will become fun
And then.... you will improve even more!
5: It really is difficult, teh
It's not fun at all, teh
6: But....
It's not as difficult as before.... maybe....
7: Did you know? Rokudai, the one with bed hair
Seems like he's going up and down the back-gate slope every day
Why!?
8: He training?
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Pag 14
1: Rokudai-kun!!
Oi, you okay!?
2: Ah.... Back-gate slope.... senpai...
….. 'm sorry..... teh
3: I tried to follow, but....
It was.... useless....
4: I worked hard... to climb... the back-gate slope....
Lately... just a little... but it was.... becoming fun...
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Pag 15
4: Rokudai-kun
Wait, Onoda
5: What are you going to do?
Get off the car and push his back?
6: And then catch up with the guys ahead?
7: Even if you support him here, things won't change
Catching up with the guys in the lead with his sole strength is already impossible
10: But.... Ro..... Rokudai-kun worked so hard every day on the back-gate slope....
Maybe after this..... if he can reach the mountain.....
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1: We don't have time to do all that
This is the first years' race
We're running alongside them and chasing the “lead” with this car to see if the first years' have legs and fighting power
5: Let's go, close the door
8: Uhm, if you do your best I'm sure that.... uhm!
I think that you'll... you'll have a chance....
9: Do your best....
We're going ahead, Rokudai-kun
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Pag 17
2: Back-gate slope-senpai was worried about me, teh!!
3: Yes....! I should be...
4: …. happy
And yet....
5: On the contrary... I don't know why but.... I'm so... frustrated...!!
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Pag 18
2: I had high hopes that he'd show us something amazing... something... I was looking forward to it...
3: So I guess he won't get back into the race now....
5: Who said anything like that?
6: Huh
8: I only said he had no chance on his own
9: But
10: As you know, in road racing
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1: You don't run alone
4: If they collaborate skillfully, they'll be able to reach the mountain
5: Who? The three guys who fell behind!? Behind us!
No, those three probably have no stamina left
6: Ah....!!
7: They're much more behind
Two people...... they started later, and I guess they have stamina
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Pag 20
1: Those two big guys!!
2: Ohh, there he is!! Roku-chan!! We caught up!!
Roku-chan!!
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Pag 21
3: Kei-chan!!
Kyou-chan!!
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