#i realise i could just look into them now but meh

[targaryenluvs]

if you’re still taking requests, what about a dark fic for coryo who takes advantage of a reader with one sided love for him, expecting her to be there for him and love him no matter what. so when he comes back to the capitol after all the district 12 drama expecting her to be his one consistency in life, he can’t take it when he sees she’s moved on

LATE TO THE PARTY!

pairings: dark!coriolanus snow x fem!reader

summary: after corio was sent away to district 12, you managed to come to terms with the fact that he did not love you by any means. but what happens when he realises he liked that affection? and what happens when you’re already in a relationship?

warnings: dark!corio, possessiveness, unrequited love (both sides at different times), pining, stalkingish, home wrecker corio, nc kiss, paparazzi, power dynamics/abuse of power for selfish reasons and intimidation

a/n: let’s let corio chase our ass for once 🙄🙄 shorter than i expected but i just wrote it all so here you go!!!

his hair was different.

you didn’t mind it but it’d been a while since you’d seen coriolanus, in all his glory, family name restored, fortune acquired and highway to power paved out. old you, in-love-with-coriolanus you would’ve fainted.

but you had moved on from him.

you had charles now and you could not have asked for anyone better. he was always there for you, actually payed attention to you and was literally everything a girl dreamed for. and you are content. but at times you felt as if it was just that. content. he didn’t challenge you, and your thoughts. he didn’t ignite passion and fire within you, every time he looked at you it was, meh. the sex was vanilla and cute but you always were left frustrated. you were being treated as if you were fragile whilst you wanted roughness.

coriolanus could tell. ever since he came back and saw you with him, you never looked your best as you usually did. whether it was snappiness at interns or fiddling with your nails, something was up. and he took it as a sign, you needed saving. so he did exactly that.

charles had been away on business in district one for a month now. as if him being present and not doing the most when you were together wasn’t enough, now you had nothing. no one. and god were you pent up and frustrated. half of your interns were always stumbling over each other and the rest were too confident in themselves. you needed a vacation. even if for a night only. that came in the form of a party invitation.

if you’d known who’s party invitation then you would have been sure to decline.

the dress you wore wasn’t yours. your maid had delivered it to you whilst you were in your study working. she said it was left on the doorstep, no claim of responsibility but a letter.

I hope you choose to wear it, the dress is almost as gorgeous as you are, Y/n.

- C.S

and for the life of you, you couldn’t bring yourself to think of who it came from. but it truly was breathtaking there was no doubt about it. off the shoulders and red, it complimented you well.

you took note of the amount of reporters which was odd. but you were here to have a good time, best to not focus on them and ruin your day. you were so ready to stuff your face after barely having time for it through the day.

the party was surprisingly tame, there seemed to be a lot of whispering and stares pointed your way but you tried not to let it affect you. perhaps they were surprised by you attending alone? you and charles had decided not to rush your relationship so you’d kept it secret to the larger part of the captiol. only your family and friends knew. but you couldn’t shake the feeling of them knowing something you didn’t.

“everyone please gather for coriolanus outside.” you may have given yourself whiplash at the announcement. this was coriolanus’s party? you never expected him to be the type to hold one in all honestly, let alone dish out speeches. but there he stood tall and towering over. his eyes zeroed in on you the second you joined the moving crowd, it was unnerving to say the least.

the faces in the crowd were largely people you didn’t know personally, first names and last rung through your head as you smiled at some and walked past, trying to make your way to the front. but the crowd seemed to huddle, not letting you through for some reason. a hand on your wrist dragged you away, which had you pulling to have it let go of you. the swarms of heads and bodies obscured your vision and the person was unseen by you.

it wasn’t long before you were being pushed up steps and standing to the side of coriolanus. why the hell did they place you up here?

“the lovely y/n l/n-“ coriolanus stretched his open palm, inviting you to take it. the fuck is going on? your eyes were looking into his for an answer and his were looking at you, secretive. “has been the object of my desire, and after chasing her down, she’s agreed to marry me.” flashes went off every which way as you stood still. there’s no way i heard that right. right?

but him pressing his lips to yours and a hand to your back shook you out of your daydream as you pushed him away. not that anyone noticed. “what are you doing?” you scolded him, your back to the crowd as he smiled, his hand stroking your cheek before leaning down and whispering, “taking what’s mine.”

you couldn’t sleep that night, or in the morning. it was your day off from work yet no one was letting you rest. letters, videos, flowers and more sent to your apartment, all congratulating yourself and your fiancée coriolanus. bleh.

you didn’t even know how you were going to tell charles all that happened. would he believe you? would he hate you? how are you supposed to be with him whilst coriolanus announced your marriage. not engagement, marriage. as in this is happening, and we’re already engaged. you’d be breaking of a marriage that hadn’t been planned nor known, by you at least.

your answer came in the form of charles’s letter, wish you and coriolanus well.

My Dear Sweetheart,

I’d hoped to hear of your time away from me in a good way. That you’d made progress with the interns or been promoted.

But it seems in my time away I’ve left you alone, too alone, for you’ve found comfort in the arms of your past. I wish no ill towards you, nor your soon to be husband Coriolanus. The two of you are a fine match, made for eachother.

I only wish you had told me before I left, for I was planning on surprising you with a ring of my own. I guess it’ll have to wait for another. I know it is selfish of me to say so, but I cannot deny the feelings I still harbour for you.

You’re as kind as a mother, as gorgeous as ever, you remind me of the night stars, I know you will shine bright in the capitol. Your smile brings me to remember all the things I love about you. Your soft skin reminds of silk,and your gentle eyes bring me to sleep, I do hope Coriolanus appreciates you as much as I do. I am always here for you yet I will have to settle for the memories and another woman.

I love you my dear, and I wish you the best.

Yours Only,

Charles

it felt as if your heart had been ripped out, you’d lost the love of your life because of coriolanus’s selfishness. and you couldn’t ever escape from him now.

your love for him was for everyone to see, yet he dismissed it when he had it. but his love for you was a secret, kept close to his heart. he only noticed you once you’d moved on from him, and to coriolanus? you couldn’t move on. too bad you didn’t see it till now.

you were late to the party.

#coriolanus snow x fem!reader #yandere coriolanus snow #coriolanus snow x reader #coriolanus x reader #coriolanus snow #hunger games x reader #dark!coriolanus snow x reader #dark!coriolanus snow

[ughgoaway]

I just want to touch you

Content warnings; pregnancy smut, oral (f receiving), jerking off, cum play, fingering, slight overstimulation, awful writing, swearing, and mustache matty lol

a/n; It's definitely words on a page. Beyond that? Who fucking knows. This is unsurprisingly mediocre/ bad, and lowkey there’s no plot just smut, but meh who cares! It is also rushed and not really a fic?? Idk I think I just feel weird lol. Anyway, this was all inspired by the new pic of Matty from yesterday and, as usual, a conversation between me and @nowshesdoingitallthetime . Sorry if this is bad! Try and enjoy I guess!

word count; 2.4k ish

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“Matty?” you shout into the empty rooms of the house, the only response you get is the echo of your voice back. As you climb up the stairs you subconsciously rest your hand on your stomach, feeling your baby flutter at the contact. Being 5 months pregnant meant you felt massive, but realistically you had only really “popped” a few days ago, much to Matty’s joy. 

Every spare second he has with you, his hand rests on your stomach, Annie is the same whenever she's with the two of you. Most nights recently have ended with Annie fast asleep resting on your bump, and Matty snoring next to you with his hand placed right next to her head. You always stayed awake, as it seemed that whenever you even thought about closing your eyes, baby Healy took that as a message to start moving and keeping you awake.

You reach the top of the stairs, but before you shout his name once again, you hear the familiar sound of running water and realise your boyfriend must still be in the shower. Part of your brain is screaming at you to sneak in there with him, and whilst you're sure he would love that, you decide to just sit on the bed and wait instead. 

Your whole life, you'd heard how crazy pregnancy hormones were, and you smiled and nodded your head as if you understood, but you now realise you had no idea. The first trimester was mostly morning sickness and feeling nauseous even at the smell of coffee, but so far, the second is having a very different effect on you.

Most notably, your insatiable horniness when it comes to matty. Don’t get it wrong, you always wanted to fuck him, that much was clear by the pregnancy itself, but recently it's borderline all you can think about. 

Needless to say, those thoughts were not helped when he stepped out of the shower with a towel wrapped haphazardly around his waist, and his facial hair shaved once again in the mustache you'd recently been missing.

When Matty had first shaved his curls off, your initial reaction was pain followed by intense longing for them back, but after a few months, it had been starting to grow on you. You missed having something to pull at, but you had to admit, at certain (most) angles, he looked good.

Despite it being impossible, Matty would swear the hormones were affecting him, too. Seeing you pregnant with his child has unlocked some sort of primal instinct in his head that he can't turn off. All he wants to do is touch you. And Matty could tell from the way your eyes graze his body and the goosebumps growing over your skin that you want the exact same thing. The combination of his half-naked body, the new facial hair, and your pregnancy hormones was making it hard for you to hide any of the thoughts racing through your mind

“Hey baby, you have a good day?” Matty asks as he walks over to you, slotting himself between your open legs and bending down to press a peck to your lips. The feeling of his rough hair brushing over your top lip immediately makes you moan, and you can't stop yourself from wrapping your hands around Matty's neck and holding him against your lips.

He melts into your hold quickly, moving his hands to rest on your cheeks as your kiss becomes more desperate with the second, needy moans whimpered against closed lips and tongues pressing their way into mouths.

You whimper in disappointment as Matty drags his lips away from yours, but any complaints you may have had fall from your head as he drops to his knees in front of you. Dragging your legs onto his shoulders and winking at you before slowly pulling your panties off and moving his way up your legs.

“Let me take care of you, yeah? Gotta make my girl feel so good” Matty whispers against your skin, kissing his way up your thighs. His honey-brown eyes hold contact with you, you fight to keep your eyes open, but the second he blows a puff of air over your cunt, you close them and let your head fall backwards into the pile of pillows surrounding you. The sheets below you wrinkle as you arch your back against the bed, desperately trying to feel Matty's mouth on you.

He stays between your legs occasionally blowing puffs of mean air and watching you writhe at the feeling, “shit- matty, please. Put your mouth on me so bad I need it. Please, I can't- oh fuck.” The second Matty’s lips are on you, you feel your whole body shake at the contact. His lips wrap around your clit, suctioning hard and teasing the bud with his tongue.

Matty savours the way you react to his touch, feeling himself growing hard as he studies your every reaction. Seeing your shirt ride up as you tremble below him is driving Matty insane, all he wants to do is burrow himself inside you and fuck you until you’re drooling. But watching the way your eyes roll into the back of your head when his lips suction around your clit is too delicious to stop, his every sense is overwhelmed by you.

“Taste so fucking good sweetheart, fucking made for me aren’t you?” Matty mumbles against your core, unable to pull himself away for even a second. The tremor of his voice vibrates through you, and your knuckles grow white from how tightly you’re gripping the sheets below you.

You desperately suck in a breath as Matty dips his tongue inside you, burrowing himself between your legs and smirking into you as your thighs clamp his head in place. The hairs of his mustache brush over your clit, sending shockwaves through your body. 

A flush covers your skin as your heart races in your chest. The rough graze of his facial hair against your thighs is no doubt leaving burns in its wake. Images of you feeling that same burn every time something brushes your skin rush through your mind and make you gasp. Without thinking, you move your hand to the back of Matty’s head, holding him tighter against you.

Matty devours your cunt, his fingers digging into the meat of your thigh as he pulls you impossibly closer. Juices drip down his chin like the juice of a peach falling down his face, decorating his chin and bare chest with your slick. 

His eyes roll into the back of his head at the taste of you, moaning into your core as he consumes you, lust swirling around in his already hazy head. Time dripped like honey when Matty was between your thighs. He treats every second as if it's the last time he’ll get to taste you.

“So fucking pretty f’me, fuck I’ll never get tired of being between your thighs, could fucking live here, can never get enough of you. You'd love that wouldn't you, princess? Always fucking needy for me, my girl.”

You grab one of his hands and unhook it from your thighs, guiding it up to your chest with a sly smile. Matty's fingers brush against your pebbled skin without a second thought, your body involuntarily arching into his touch. Desperate pants fall from your lips, mixing with garbled moans as Matty twists your nipples between his calloused fingertips.

“You want me to play with your tits angel? Make you feel really good for me, yeah?” Matty whispers into your skin, pulling away from your cunt for just a few seconds, pressing kisses to your thighs and spreading your wetness over your skin in the shape of his lips.

The feeling of sweet release pools at the bottom of your spine, licking up your body as Matty works his mouth over you. He can't bring himself to pull away from your skin again, sucking in breaths for a few seconds as he moves between your clit and your entrance, the rhythmic stroke of his tongue making the ache between your thighs grow almost painful as you teetered on the edge of that all-consuming feeling.

Finally, pleasure bloomed inside of you, your hips stuttering as the buzz of bliss bubbles under your skin. Matty's mouth worked against you and dragged every second of pleasure on for what felt like minutes, shockwaves gripping your body when his nose brushed over your sensitive clit.

Your chest heaves as the aftershocks finally die down, Matty pulling away from you and standing up on shaky legs. Eventually, you manage to force your eyes open, looking at Matty’s face with a smirk. His mustache was wet with your release, the whole bottom half of his face shiny with your slick.

But before you study his face too long, you find your eyes dragging down his whole body and settling on the unmistakable bulge under his towel. Fuck, he had got hard just from eating you out. Matty had always said he’d happily die between your thighs but seeing he can't help but get an erection just from the taste of you makes you dizzy.

Matty notices your eyes focused on his dick and can't help the flush of embarrassment that overtakes him. He’s about to insist it's okay, and you don't need to do anything in return. All he wanted to do was make you feel good, and judging from your still shaking thighs, he feels pretty good about that. Before he can, though, you’re sitting up and dragging him closer to you as a sick plan forms in your mind.

“Please cum on me. Fuck I need it,” you beg, pulling your shirt off your head and quickly unclasping your bra, moving your hands to tease and pull at your tits.

Matty feels his brain turn to mush at the sight of you, hearing you begging him to cover you in his release felt like he was seeing a mirage, something too good to believe. But, you were somehow real and looking up at him with doe eyes, pulling the towel around his waist off and dragging him to kneel over you.

“Fucking hell, you want that, yeah? Want me to fucking paint you with my cum? You're so hot, Jesus-” The second Matty’s hand touches his dick he feels himself on the precipe of finishing, the sight of you alone almost being enough to push him over the edge. Calloused fingertips spread his precum over his overheated skin, hissing at the slight drag of his dry skin.

Matty’s eyes flutter closed but a whimper from you drags them back open, Matty sees you reaching for his hand, wrapping your fingers around his and pulling it off his cock. Before he can complain about the lack of contact, he realises what you're doing. You stick your tongue out and let your spit drip from the tip of your tongue onto his palm, spreading it around with your fingertips and pushing it back towards him.

“You're so fucking good to me, holy shit. Want me to use your spit to get myself off, yeah? My pretty girl, fucking hell.” the drag of Matty’s hand is gone, replaced with the sticky noises of him spreading your saliva over his cock.

It only takes a few more tugs before Matty is spilling over you with a shout, watching in awe as streaks of pearly cum cover your stomach and tits, studying the way it pool between your tits, dripping off your rounded stomach.

“Do you think you can cum one more time, angel?” Matty whispers as he gathers the cum streaked over you on his fingertips, brushing over your nipples with his slick fingers. “Wanna fuck my cum back into you, yeah? Fill you up with me again.”

“Shit- yes, please, fill me up, Matty. please. I need you.” your whole body lights up at his words, and soon his cum covered fingers are brushing over your core and pushing into you. Your body puts up no resistance to his fingers, your walls welcoming his digits.

Your skin was glowing as a thin layer of sweat covered you, your eyes glazed over at Matty’s fingers thrusting inside you, brushing over spots that made heat prickle under your skin. His pace was purposeful, driving you insane as he burrowed his fingers knuckle deep inside you. His other hand drags down your skin, finding its home between your thighs rubbing your clit mercilessly.

Whimpers and cries fall from your puffy bitten lips, clutching at the sheets below you once again as Matty makes that coil inside you wind tighter and tighter. Each pump of his fingers was a delicious ecstasy, the haze in your head making your vision melt away until only the man in front of you was clear. 

“fuck, pumping you up with my cum all over again, do you like that angel? Knowing you're always fucking full of me?” Matty’s voice is husky as he speaks, studying your every move as if you're a piece of fine art in front of him.

His words were the last push you needed, and seconds later your walls flutter and spasm around his fingers as you cum again, moaning wildly as pleasure wracks your every nerve. Stars dance across your vision as you bite your hand, trying to hold in the wrecked groans and cries.

“Lemme hear you princess, be good for me and let me hear you cum on my fingers, hmm?” Matty whispers, keeping his relentless pace against your clit and smirking at the slack-jawed nod you give him as your whimpers fill the room around you.

Tremors wrack your body, shaking as Matty eventually slows down his pumping digits, sliding them out of you and watching a few pearls of his release fall from inside you. It's not as much as when he fucks you, but even those few drops make his dick stir. You giggle airly and bring Matty's eyes back to yours, sitting up to press a kiss to his lips.

“Hi,” you whisper against his lips, pecking them a few times.

“Hey baby,” Matty whispers back, smirking. Matty grabs his towel from the bed, wiping gently over your stomach and cleaning the rest of his release off of your skin. He bends to press a kiss to your belly when he finishes, kissing up your whole body until he reaches your lips once again. 

“Love you,” he says as he pulls away, cupping your cheek gently. You twist your head until your lips are pressed against his palm, kissing it and mumbling your confession of love against his skin.

#i dont even know what to say??? #this is the pregnant smut btw #bewareeee #lemme know if this is weird! thanks <3 #rushed tho I'm sorryyyy #matty healy fanfiction #matty healy smut #teacher au!

[miniteezez]

09:01

C.San x few reader

Part 3

Warnings: reader cries, little angst I guess but meh. Fluff. Karen.

Part 1 Part 2.

A/n: this will be it for now but I’ll update if I get any ideas :)

Sun shone in through the windows, the rays somehow targeting your eyes. Waking up from your slumber, you found yourself unable to move. Looking back, you found San wrapped around you. His face was pressed to your shoulder, hair splayed out messily on the pillow. Smiling, you carefully manoeuvred so you were laying flat on your back. Making sure he was still asleep, you carefully pulled San closer, resting his head comfortably on your chest. His arm subconscious curved around your waist, his hand fisting your shirt. You quickly took a picture, finding it to be really cute. Then, you sent your parents a message, just to let them know you were okay. A small groan made you look down as San began to stir. His eyes opened slowly, immediately looking up at you and smiling. 

"Morning. Did you sleep well?" Even though his words were slurred, you giggled and fluffed up his hair. 

"Very well. You're warm." San chuckled deeply, chest rumbling against your side. Wetting his lips, he blinked the sleep away half heartedly. In that moment, you felt so content. You felt safe, at peace, like everything was finally in the right place. Even in his half asleep state, San was beautiful. It was almost tragic too see. Almost painful to realise just how much you liked him. In the span of a week, you'd grown attached to the red-head and were so afraid of having to let go. What if your date went badly? Or he realised you were dull? What if he finally saw how ugly you felt? 

"(Y/n)? What's wrong?" San propped himself up, leaning over you. You blushed at the proximity, avoiding his gaze. 

"I'm just thinking." His eyes wondered over your features. From the crease of your brown to your downturned lips. He knew something was wrong.

"You can be honest with me. I won't laugh. I'll listen." San spoke sincerely, hoping his words would properly reach you. Sighing, you gulped a little and began voicing your thoughts.

"I'm just waiting for you to realise that I'm not good enough to be here with you." Now shocked, his eyes widened slightly.

"What are you talking about?" 

"Realistically, there's no reason for you to be interested in me. I'm not conventionally attractive. I'm boring. I'm fussy. I'm bossy. I'm just not good enough." Pouring your heart out to him, you started to feel really guilty for your small rant. 

"Sorry. I shouldn't have said that. That's only going to make it worse." Your eyes brimmed with tears. Quickly, San sat up and pulled you with him. Bringing you into his chest, he pressed his lips to your temple. 

"Dont apologise. I'm glad you could be honest with me." His fingers ran through your hair, as if to simply brush those thoughts away. 

"You know none of that is true right?" 

"It is." 

"Why because your aunt said so?" Sans voice was sharp, almost making you flinch. Unable to speak, you nod against his chest and bit down on your lip. 

"I honestly think she's just jealous. You're young, you're pretty, you've got a good life." Before you could disagree, San tilted your chin up to look at him.

"Who wants to be 'conventionally attractive'. That sounds boring. You're beautiful in my eyes." Your face went warm, the tips of your ears going red. 

"You have a glowing personality. You literally drew me in. I saw you sitting alone at the airport, and I knew I wanted to get to know you. Maybe you want your own way sometimes? We all do. It just shows you're stronger than most." As San was talking, you stared up at him like an idiot. A stray tear rolled down your cheek, feeling touched by his words. He brushed it away softly, leaving his hand on your cheek tentivley. 

"Maybe you don't understand? I really like you. As in I want to be your boyfriend. Eventually." San laughed as he said the last word, hoping he wasn't coming off as too eager. Finally, you smiled too, gazing at him lovingly. Maybe, for once, you could believe the nice things being said about yourself. Maybe you could even act brave. 

"I want to kiss you." San was taken aback by your honesty, letting out a shy chuckle. 

"I definitely don't mind that." That was the green light you needed, to lean forward to connect your lips together. Instantly, you melted into the kiss, arms wrapping around his neck. San smiled against your lips, using his free hand to hold your waist and bring you flush against him. When you pulled away to breathe, you stared at each other for a moment, unsure of what to say. Until San broke the ice.

"Do you want me to fight your aunt? I'm a black belt. I can take her out?" You both broke out into laughter, your head falling against his shoulder. Yes, you could allow yourself this one good thing.

After a little while, San brought you to the kitchen, where mingi and wooyoung were eating. Upon seeing you, the youngest whistled. San shoved him lightly, helping you onto a stool.

"Breakfast, (y/n)?" Mingi asked, smiling at you kindly. You shook your head, watching as San began to chop some fruit.

"I dont really eat breakfast." Everyone looked at you confused, wooyoung putting down his toast. 

"What? Why not?" 

"It makes me bloat. Then I look awful. So I wait until I'm done for the day to eat." Shaking his head, San continued to cut up his fruit before getting out a pot of yoghurt. 

"You look beautiful no matter what. So you're eating, OK?" Blushing, you stared down and the counter, bobbing your head. The boys laughed quietly as San sat beside you with a bowl. Taking the spoon, he scooped up some food before holding it to your lips. You were silent, letting him feed you until you were full. He even tucked your hair away. 

You left shortly after to go and change, having arranged to meet San at the beach. Upon arriving at your villa, your dad greeted you with a warm hug. 

"I dont know how you can be so nice to her. She's clearly been messing around with that lad." Your aunt spat, stirring up her milky tea. Deciding to ignore her, you went to get ready quickly. From your room, you heard arguing and sighed. You hated that she caused so much trouble. Once ready, you headed back to them. Your mother smiled, pulling you near her.

"He's a good man, (y/n). Ignore my sister and just enjoy yourself ok?" As she embraced you, you felt so grateful for how supportive she was.

You stared out at the sea, watching the tide going out before swishing back in. It was serene, the wind light, ocean blue and sky clear. Hot but not so hot it would bother you. Just right. Arms suddenly appeared around your waist, lifting you off the sand then spinning around. Letting out a scream, you heard San laugh at your shock. He placed you down, turning yourself to face him.

"Hey." He grinned, hands still on your middle. 

"You're late."

"Only by five minutes!" He protested, poking your cheek jokingly. How could you ever even pretend to be mad at him? Smiling, you took hold of his hands and started walking backwards.

"Can we swim? Before we get ice cream?" 

“We can do anything you want.” He reassured, already starting to unbutton his shirt. Excitedly, you took your things off and put them in your bag. Whilst you were distracted, san threw you over his shoulder with ease and ran into the sea. You squeaked, laughing as he dropped the both of you into the water. He wasted no time in pouring water over your head, effectively ruining any effort you put into your hair.

“San.” You practically whined, splashing him in a weak attempt at payback. Smirking, he sat himself in the shallow and watched you for a moment. Though, it didn’t take long for you to settle beside him. Naturally, San put his arm behind you, allowing you to lean against him.

“What’s your favourite ice cream flavour then?” He asked, reaching over and taking your hand in his own.

“Hm, either strawberry or chocolate. I can’t pick.”

“Why not get both. I’ll do the same.” You smiled up at San, playing with his fingers.

“I was thinking, when we go back home. It’ll be autumn. We could go on cute little coffee dates?” His ears were red, eyes full of anxiety. Simpering, you kissed his cheek.

“I’d love that.” Relief washed over the red head before he leant down to capture your lips with his own. Kissing back, you turned towards him and wrapped your arms around his neck. His hands framed your waist, pulling you into his lap securely. Once you had pulled away, San smiled at you lovingly.

Walking alone the cobbled streets, you came across a small cafe selling ice cream. San found a table whilst you ordered your cones. Two chocolate and strawberry just as you had discussed. The man behind the counter gave you a wink and a price of paper once you paid. Quickly, you sat beside San who was glaring at the cashier deeply.

“Did he give you his number?” He asked, holding his hand out expectantly. You shrugged and handed him the paper, watching as he ripped it in half after observing the scribble.

“Stupid. I should kick his ass.” You couldn’t help but giggle at sans pouty face, giving him his ice cream.

“Relax San. I wouldn’t care for his number at all. I’m on a date with you remember.” He took a bite of his ice cream still frowning.

“But he’s a good looking guy.”

“You’re far better believe Me. You’re the most handsome man I’ve ever seen.” San perked up, sitting straight and turning to you. Even with chocolate in the corner of his lips, you decided his looks just couldn’t be beat.

“I am?” He asked, relaxing as you cupped his cheek and left a soft kiss on his lips.

“You definitely are.”

“So, did your aunt have anything to say?” Now having finished your ice cream, you were headed back to your villa.

“She thinks we slept together. I think she said something else but I ignored her.”

“Good.” San swung your hands as you walked, fingers laced together perfectly. You smiled to yourself, pulling him inside the home you were renting. Hearing you enter, your mother turned with a warming gaze.

“Ah are you joining us tonight San?” She asked, wiping her hands off from cooking. He nod, trying to act polite.

“If that’s ok?” Chuckling, she walked over and helped him out of his jacket kindly.

“Of course, I made enough to feed a thousand. I’ll text you when it’s ready.” Your mother told you at the end, letting you both go and freshen up.

When you stepped onto the patio, your family was already sat around the table. Thankfully, there was two seats by your father free. San bowed to everyone, pulling your chair out and tucking you in before sitting himself down. As your mother served the food, your aunt was staring across at the man next to you. He tried to ignore her burning gaze, making sure you had a drink in front of you. It was only after everyone had started eating that your aunt spoke up.

“So, have you two kissed yet?” San physically froze, choking his food down with difficulty. Quickly, you pat his back and tried to get him some water. The poor boy turned bright red, matching his hair completely. Your father sighed, rubbing his face.

“That’s not our business.”

“Well I’m only asking.” She whined, keeping her eyes on San, who was slowly recovering.

“Leave them alone and eat your food.” He muttered, checking to make sure San was ok. You held his hand, guilt invading your senses. He must have seen this, giving you a reassuring smile. That didn’t ease your feelings sadly and you frowned at your plate.

“You wanna go inside?” Nodding at San, you stopped him from getting up.

“You finish eating.” He just watched as you went inside before turning his focus on your aunt with determination.

Around ten minutes later, San slipped into your room and found you in bed. He smiled, placing two steaming mugs down on the side table.

“I made you tea.” You hummed gratefully, sitting up and pulling the covers back for him. He climbed in, pulling you into his chest.

“I’m so sorry.”

“Don’t apologise. You’re not responsible for her behaviour.” San said trying to reassure you. You frowned up at him, leading him to kiss your pout playfully. Thankfully, that did cause you to smile. He carefully handed you the tea, making sure not to scold you. With one arm around you, his other hand held his mug and you spoke about nonsense for a while. YouTube played in the background but neither of you payed any attention. Even after the drinks were consumed, you lay in his arms and talked about life back home and how you’d make it work. You felt so content, ear pressed to his heartbeat and arms hugging his slim waist. Your bodied just slotted together perfectly. For once, you felt as though you finally had something worthwhile. Neither of you noticed that you fell asleep in each others arms. You were both at peace.

“(Y/n). Are you t- oh…” your mother burst in, stopping and going quiet as she saw you both. A smile spread on get lips, happy to see you. She knew, in those few seconds, that you’d be just fine from now on.

#ateez fluff #ateez imagines #ateez x reader #san x reader #san x reader fluff #choi san #choi san x reader #choi san x y/n

[eveenstar]

So in your soft Hoodie hc, you mentioned you had an urge to write a one-shot about the nightmare part right? Well then allow me to request for a one-shot of that :)

Please feel free to decline of you've moved on from that...

So terribly sorry this took so long and is short, the ending is a bit meh cuz i lost myself midway. Hope you still like it!

Hush now | Brian Thomas/Hoodie

Summary: A nightmare aroses you from your slumber, and for the third time in his life, Brian feels hopeless.

TW: Reader's gender and pronouns are not mentioned.

It came to you during the night, that feeling of feigned conformity, that it is alright - that you're safe - but you aren't. The blinds of the room have all been shut to prevent any light, be it from the Sun or the Moon, and you can't make the shape of your own hands as they come to meet your chest, resting over your racing heart, feeling the pulse.

You're panicking.

Why are you panicking?

Nothing happened.

Everything is fine. You're fine.

Something else is amiss. You don't feel the heavy presence of Brian - or Hoodie - next to you. Relutanctly reaching a hand out, your suspicions are confirmed. Sometime during the night, he left the bed, but that does not come as a surprise. He comes and goes.

But this crippling anxiety doesn't seem to go. It has set its teeth and claws on your heart, its poison running through your veins. You're frozen in place, battling a war inside your mind. Focus, you repeat, focus!

Flashes come to your mind, but not of sweet orchards and butterflies. No, darker images of the torments that linger in the back of your mind. A feeling of deja vu settles in, and you realise the nemesis behind your panic - a nightmare. A child's nightmare, even. Not being able to scream, being away from mommy and daddy, no one coming to help-

Oh, gods, the dread that overwhelms you is too much to bear. You're no stranger to nightmares - you two are well acquainted by now. After all, are you not the one living with a serial stalker and murderer in the middle of the woods, in the territory of a long-limbed entity with no face?

But you had found ways to overcome them. Brian was never around when they happened, but in the rarer occasions that he was, a mere hand lingering over your back was all that you'd receive. Or pills. This was different, however. This nightmare was bolder than the others - challenging you into a whole new perspective, because this time your tormentor was not the shadow in the forest or its followers, or something else entire. No, the being - person - on the other end of the knife was the one with the tired, blue eyes you've come to love.

But Brian would never harm you. Not intentionally. He would never-

Answer: He was watching you.

Not the answer you wanted, but needed. The light cleared a path amidst the darkness, illuminating the bed in a bright flash. There you sat, shaking like a leaf, holding yourself as if your body would evaporate at any moment. Brian stood in the doorway, as still as a rock, watching you. You couldn't see the look in his eyes. You refuse to see it, in fact. You were too embarrassed to meet his gaze and see what lays behind them.

Seconds, minutes, hell centuries could've passed as you two remained as you were. It was too quiet, apart from the rapid sound of your breathing. You clenched your sweaty hands, trying to convince yourself this was just another nightmare.

It wasn't.

Brian crossed the room with slow, methodical steps. The dirt in his boots created a trail that led to the bed, to you, and stopped just on the edge of it. Even if you weren't looking at him, you could feel his gaze on you and it made you feel small. You hated it. You hated the feeling of danger that came with it as the flashbacks of your nightmare came flooding back to you.

Had it been a nightmare, your mind whispered, or a haunting premonition?

It took a pregnant pause for Brian to sit down in front of you, at a considerably safe distance. He studied you first, what was wrong, what he couldn't fix. A feeling of deja vu ran through him, but for different reasons.

You flinch from his hand when it comes in contact with your arm, and he withdraws it as if he's been burnt. Without a second glance, Brian abruptly comes to his feet and rummages through the dressers and cabinets in the room. You feel as if he's angry or nervous, but neither are shown through the invisible armour he wears. He's as fast as he is quiet, you don't see or hear him before he's there, standing in front of you with the familiar bottle of pills in his hand.

You've come to become familiarised with the different pills in the house. There's some for emergencies, others for pain, antidepressants... A whole rainbow of them. You can't lie and say they have never come in handy before. Especially when anxiety was at its pike.

Tonight, you feared you'd need more than a simple bottle of pills.

"Brian." The name slipped from your lips with a sob, the lump in your throat threatening to explode at any moment. "Please."

You saw the way his hand clenched around the pill bottle, and you feared your words had triggered something in him. Something bad. Something like what happened in your dream.

A hand came to pet the top of your head, and seeing as you didn't flinch this time, Brian sat down again. Closer, so close your shoulders were almost touching. You took a deep breath - inhaling, exhaling - and your shoulders shook. You were too frustrated with your mind to feel embarrassment, but you knew it would hit you sooner or later. You had never broken down like this, not in front of him.

To your non-surprise, Brian remained still, blue eyes narrowed and watching you. You could see how tense he was, yet you still couldn't figure out the quiet storm in his eyes.

Against your better judgement, you find yourself leaning against him, hiding your sobbing face in the crook of his neck. For a moment, you think he will push you away. But he doesn't, as he never has when you were in...such a state.

One hand comes to rest on your back, awkwardly running circles. He said nothing, hell, you couldn't even feel if he was breathing. His chin came to rest on top of your head and remained there. It was the most Brian had ever done for you.

By the time morning came, you had fallen asleep in Brian's arms. The deepest sleep you had in a long time, but a dreamless one. Somehow, you could still feel him there, holding you as if he was some sort of pillar. In a way, he was. Holding you on top of the world.

You know Brian would if he could. There's still a man underneath all his bloody armour. That man came to you last night.

#brian thomas x reader #hoodie x reader #hoodie creepypasta #creepypasta x reader #brian thomas #creepypasta fandom

[nctyena]

Fans' Favorite Moments of YenaxMembers #6

YenaxMark

NCT 127 Whisper Challenge

"Mark stop being cute. It's distracting me."

Mark was shocked at first and wanted to protest. But knowing if he shyed away members would tease him more, he accepted it.

"Stop staring at me then."

"I'm not staring at you but you laugh too loud. Don't brag."

He laughed and mumbled "cute" before checking the comments.

Weekly Idol ep.462 NCT 127

While everyone was trying to find the song titles on the ground chaos started. Yena stared at Mark but before she could attack him he realised her.

"Please leave me alone. Others have more!"

He screamed while running. She didn't stop and caught him eventually.

"Don't fight back."

"Help!"

After she took the things(?) from him, he lied down and laughed through his tiredness. Right before she answered , she thanked Mark.

"Thanks to Mark, I'm gonna get a point. Thank you Mark oppa."

Brunch Time At Dorms [Vlive] 💚

"Fans say that we look good together."

"Huh?"

"It's from the comments."

"We are not even wearing any makeup right now."

"I look beautiful though. Don't I?"

"What about me?"

"Meh."

"Why do you hate me?"

"We do look good."

My First And Last 1st Win The Show 170214

As soon as it was annaunced that the Dream won the award, Yena started to cry. Just like some of the members. She couldn't even sing her lines and Mark helped her with it. He didn't leave her side even for a second and made sure that she was having fun and was fine. It's not just fans' favorite but also a remarkable memory for the two.

YenaxXiaojun

NCT 2020 Resonance Vlive

Make A Wish unit was explaining the song and giving little spoilers for the fans.

"Should we show a pose at the same time?"

They all posed relatabley or not at the same time but Xiaojun and Yena decided doing something different. With just one look she jumped on his back and he catched her.

Instagram Lives

They both has mentioned several times that they are closer in person but couldn't have a chance to show it fully on camera.

Yena once said that they meet up time to time just to talk about the members. She straight up said that they gossip about them.

SMTown Concert 2023

There were times that showed the members helping others while getting down the platforms. Like to Aespa or other female idols. But the most viral moment was when Yena offered help to Xiaojun out of nowhere and he accepted it right away. That day princessxiaojun and charmingyena was on trends.

#nct female member #nct 24th member #nct addition #nct female oc #nct female addition #nct added member #nct yena #nct au #kpop female addition #kpop female member #kpop female oc #kpop oc #kpop addition #kpop #nct scenarios #nct 127 #nct dream #nct #nct u

[queen-of-scissors]

Okay so how about the reader coming home after an exhausting day basically dead on their feet only to fine the acolytes in their house

💧anon

This is a good one i like 👌🤌

İ think i read something like this before, time to make my own version!

(also would be so cool if you asked me on what characters you want me to add next time so i can make it even better for you :D)

Masterlist

More under the cut!

Halucinations??

The whole day you were thinking about going home, getting a nice, warm bath, and going to sleep after all the work that you have done.

You were so exhausted that even getting your shoes off and opening the door felt like a chore. So you took your time, its not like it was due anytime haha.

While you get your keys out, you realised a sweet aroma filling the air, maybe one of your neighbors is making food, which made you realise you are actually hungry.

The smell was so out of this world that you would kill to get a piece of whatever they were making, but your exhaustion didn't make you even move. So you decided to ask for the recipe tommorrow.

You finally opened the door and draged yourself inside. The smell getting stronger but you opened the windows before leaving so you brushed it off as the neighbor profably has as well.

You open the door of your room, passed some group of people that made noise and fall on top of your bed. Slowly dosing off.

......

.....wait a second.

You wake up and stand back up the second you realise what the hell is happening.

"W-WHO THE HELL ARE YOU?!"

"Your Grace!! We can explain!"

"GET OUT GET OUT!" you grab the nearest thing you can use as a weapon.

suprisingly, that scares them?

"PLEASE DONT EXECUTE US WE DİDN'T MEAN TO!!!"

"İ SAİD GET THE HELL OUT OF MY HOUSE!!!"

"PLEASE LİSTEN TO US FİRST YOUR HİGHNESS"

You throw your weapon at them and grab something else.

"İ WİLL CALL THE COPS!!!"

"WHO İS COPS?!"

"WHAT KİND OF QUESTİON- JUST LEAVE!!!!!"

"OKAY OKAY!!!!"

They slowly take a step back, "just don't be scared ok?"

Now that you regained most of your senses because of their calmer voice and further distance, you can analyse the situation.

These people, who are in a very cool cosplay of genshin impact, came in your house, and acted like you are the Queen of england for some reason??

İf you weren't scared out of your mind, you would be pretty goddamn impressed by all the cosplays.

Albedou's face looks like it's handmade made from chalk, Al haitham was super tall and well built, Like straight out of a Wattpad story. YELAN LOOKED SO HOT?!?! The only meh cosplay was Kujou Sara's cosplay. The material looked pretty hard.

Venti's outfit was unlike any cosplays you ever seen, it had crazy amount of detail. Nahida's hair looked so real that you bet it glows too! Even Ei and zhongli's eyes have a little glow on them.

".....why are you in cosplay..."

"Cos.... Play?"

"WHY ARE YOU HERE AT ALL??"

"Perhaps it is better that i explain" Albedou's mouth moved, you kind of got scared as it looked like it can break any second.

"Perhaps you don't recocnise us, but we are your followers."

"This is so weird...."

He continued without paying you any mind. "İ recently came across a knowledge that we can contact you without breaking the holy scripture.

So naturally, i experimented on it. And i managed to open up a portal that leads us to your world."

"Ok now you are talking nonsense."

"Quite the contrary, its only science"

"NOTHİNG ABOUT THİS İS SCİENCE!!'

"With that said" Kujou Sara spoke "we weren't sure if it was concidered a sin in your eyes." She fall to her knees, the other imitiating her. "We are ready to take our punishment you deem necessary."

You just... Stared at them...

THESE PEOPLE ARE İNSANE!!!!

"Yeah im not calling the cops. İm gonna call an ambulance"

Before you manage to take your phone and dial in numbers, Albedo asked you "uh, your highness...?"

"What?"

"İt seems that i forgot to take out the food from the fire. Could i go and make sure it isn't burned?"

"...the smell was your cooking?"

"Forgive me, i was looking through the devices in your world and got carried away, i wasnt sure on the purpose of the device, and decided to Cook something."

Your stomack rumbles at that, you aren't sure if you should eat anything an insane person does but you were too tired to think anyway.

"....could i taste it..?"

His eyes go wide "...realy?"

"İm... A bit hungry, i didnt have time to eat today."

"Of course! İll go grab you a plate!"

The others also raise their head "Can we do anything else?!"

"Uhhh???" You weren't sure, would they go aggresive if you don't let them? They might have actuall mental illness afterall...

"You guys can sit down in the living room, that would help!"

Al haitham looked at you "help with...?"

"Uhh, me to gather my toughts?"

"Of course! Take your time." Zhongli sais. And then adds "...sorry to disturb you but... Where is the living room?"

"Where television is?" You decide to test them

"Uhhh, huh... Vision.... Where vision is...."

"Oh boy just follow me."

-------------------------

You ate your food. İt was so good! But you kind of wished you didn't wish for tasting the food before coming inside the home and wish for something else. Like all your work going away.

You joined them in the living room. Ei and Sara looks were sitting on the ground, in front of the coffee table. They all turned at you when you walk in.

"Feeling better?" Nahida asked "your face gained its color back!"

"...yeah, thank you for the food."

"Will you hear us out now?" Al haitham spoke up, he was getting tired himself.

"How did you come here?" You decide to ask. Maybe getting some clues on who they actually are and help the cops, who are on their way.

"We opened a portal from our world to your world." Albedo explained again.

"Right, right, but i meant how did you come inside my house?"

"We fell"

"Fell?"

"We were thrown out of some strange device."

"Device... You mean my computer?"

"Com.. comput-er?"

You decide to check on it, praying that they didn't break it....

İt was there! Safe! Not a single scratch! You thank whatever god that came to mind for it.

Then you Heard a strange noise coming from your computer. İt never made that noise before.

You opened your computer.

As soon as you do, wind pics up and sucks everything that is not supported by something heavy inside the computer.

The screen looks like a small version of the abyss, and you see your work papers/notes fly inside the screen.

You immediatly close the computer.

Yeah you are halucinating from working too much. When you wake up, everything will be back to normal.

No more maddness. Just sleep.

And with that you fall back on your bed.

After a dreamless slumber, you wake up to knocking on the door.

"Police! There has been a notice about 8 people forcefully getting inside the house, we are armed and will shoot if you ressist!"

"Your grace..?"

Uh-oh it wasnt a dream.

You quickly got up from your bed and opened the front door.

"Ah im sorry im the one who sent that. My friends were just playing a prank on me and i didn't realise it was them. İm sorry for disturbing you."

The cops just said something about fake notice and left.

"OH MY GOD THİS İS SO STRESSFUL!!"

"How did you call them here?"

"Nevermind that... God i need a break..."

"Will you listen to us for Real this time?" Nahida asked, actually worried about you.

You droped your head. You know what you saw. But you are still not sure if you should belive them. But at this point, what can you even do?

"Fine, please tell me from the start."

___________________________________________

You denied their request. You can't leave your own world, at least not yet.

But they weren't going to give up on you that easily. So they weren't leaving anytime soon either.

Yeah you aren't going to be able to open your computer for a while.

Well at least they are the best room buddies you can ever hope for.

Zhongli is confused about money situation but got the hang of it pretty quickly.

Yelan, Nahida, albedo and al haitham all tried to convince you into visiting Tevat.

"Man this house chores are pain"

"İt wouldnt be if you were in tevat smh" Yelan said.

Venti bought wine with your money. (They be expensive) but apologised with a song he made for you!

Ei acts like a guard dog for you. Not sleeping at all and keeping an eye on you (apperantly she stoped a criminal and is a Superhero now)

So its pretty caotic untill you decide to leave this world and go back home.

Where you belong :)

#genshin sagau #sagau #sagau brainrot #self aware genshin #sagau x reader #genshin impact sagau #genshin isekai #genshin impact venti #genshin x reader #genshin x you #genshin zhongli #genhin impact #genshin cult au #genshin imagines #genshin ei #genshin kujou sara #genshin yelan #genshin al haitham #genshin albedo #genshin nahida

[the-s1lly-corner]

Hay...... Do you think you could do tadc characters with a reader who has super bad depth perception (due to an eye injury) and as a result often ends up walking into things because they didn't realise it was right in front of them?? :3 (aka me)

TADC cast x reader who has very bad depth perception!

fuck it we balling!! (admin is now on a small time crunch, theyre not going to explode if they fail to finish this before they timer is up, but they are weird about time stuff) rolls around ehehehhehe i hope you enjoy!! i must admit, admin was a little stumped on this so this might be a little..... meh </3

CAINE:

i think he blows it out way out of proportion... though im not sure thats the right word... i mean, if you manage to get close to caine (which is quite a feat considering before he didnt really. build genuine connections with circus members as well as being busy with... whatever it is he does...) he doesnt quite.. understand... so i think he insists on being your eyes, utilizing his... thousands of all seeing eyes. he can get overbearing at times so youre going to need to set the record straight and explain things to him... hes a little confused but hes got the spirit.... takes you to his room whenever things get hard (migraine, nausea, ect ect ect) and pampers you... so.. maybe him taking things too far/seriously isnt that bad...

POMNI:

has probably tossed you something before remembering your depth perception... the regret on her face is immediate, spreading over it before you even have the chance to react to whats going on... quick and long stream of apologies as she picks up the thing; it wasnt even likely anything important or fragile

eventually builds the habit to not toss things to people when they ask for something.. offers to read things out for you if you have trouble with it, as well as guiding you to dark places if you have trouble with migraines as well (while admin doesnt have depth perception he does have something funky with his eyes that make them sometimes roll and cross and it suuuucks)

RAGATHA:

oh she is so so so empathetic with you. as mentioned above in pomnis part, if youre prone to nausea or migraines, shes going to do all that she can to help you... usually lets you lay in her bed to collect yourself... helps you judge the distance things are, especially if its in a chaotic situation such as an in house adventure. if you open up to her about the reason behind your bad vision, her heart is going to hurt for you. if you need comfort, she will provide it; if you just need some ears, she will provide. generally very good about accommodating you

JAX:

has probably asked why your eyes look off, assuming they cross or otherwise arent "standard". doesnt really say it to be rude, well.. actually no this is jax hes likely just scoping to see what the deal is, though its more of a curiosity thing. gives a soft "oh" when you briefly explain why. honestly i think he has a habit of tossing things to people when they ask him for something, and i think this would carry over to you.... does sometimes feel bad, but hey! hes not trying to be mean (kinda...)

does not stoop low enough to use your poor depth perception to his advantage for pranks, though. hes an asshole but i dont think he would be that evil tbh...

KINGER:

honestly? same. like i dont think that he has bad eyes thanks to an injury, no rather i think its just because hes OLD!!! so theres times where you guys fail to be each others eyes. you have terrible depth perception, he is shortsighted... uh oh... good news is that hes always keeping an eye on you (no shitty pun intended) due to him constantly worrying about you, so the chance of you somehow being in the way of danger is fairly low.... probably.... if you tend to attract it, though, or are on the clumsier side, rest assured that hes keeping you in the pillow fort!/lh

ZOOBLE:

probably doesnt even notice it at first until you bring it up in passing, and honestly i dont think their view on you would change. sure they would try to be more accommodating for you since theyre not totally apathetic, especially since youre a friend and/or partner... but theyre not too... emotional, so unlike ragatha they wouldnt outwardly give you an excessive amount of.... pity? care? im struggling to find the right word, im afraid... will let you vent about it, though, if the issues that come with it cause any stress.. otherwise doesnt bring it up too much unless you bring it up, both because they dont think its too much of a big deal as well as not wanting to pry

GANGLE:

very sad very empathetic if you ever open up to her about the events leading up to your injury (assuming you remember/it was something that happened in the real world that carried into the digital world), and perhaps sheds a tear for you. helps you read and write things if you struggle with it, as well as even wrapping her ribbon around your eyes should any random bouts of nausea roll in. generally very sweet about it but is very careful about not stepping over any lines, tends to ask before doing something (especially with the blindfolding/nausea thing)

#tadc x reader #the amazing digital circus x reader #digital circus x reader #caine x reader #pomni x reader #ragatha x reader #jax x reader #kinger x reader #zooble x reader #gangle x reader

[charmac]

Hi! Do you have any thoughts on Mac and Mrs. Mac’s relationship? I find the whole McDonald family dynamic so interesting, but especially after season 16/frank shoots every member of the gang I’ve been fascinated by those two. You always have such impressive, well thought out answers!

Thank you!

I do have a lot of of thoughts regarding Mac's upbringing, especially in terms of his relationships with his family and how they clearly affect his current-day relationships and misconceptions of love, but I'm not sure I've really fleshed that out so, great question.

First of all, I have a gripe with Frank Shoots Every Member of the Gang, as it really insanely retcons Luther's age. Mac Kills His Dad established that he was 59 at the time, which would have made him a teen when he had Mac. Shoots establishes that Luther's dad served in WWII and wrote him letters during that time, which means he had to have been born before 1945, and would have been at youngest in his 30s when Mac was born. It's not like it's a huge issue, but it does change some previously-thought dynamics. (Though, the fact that they weren't younger-cast in A Sunny Christmas does better-align with the idea that they were in their 30s when they had Mac.)

There was/is always kind of the vibe that when they were together, pre-Luther going to jail, Ms. Mac did really love Luther and vice-versa, and Mac was more kind of like a by-product of unprotected sex more than he was a part of the family. (I mean, they named him after the Hamburger Clown). Luther clearly love(d) him as the idea of having a son, someone who could carry on his bidding and his name, but doesn't love him as the child he actually has. I think Ms. Mac didn't love him as the idea of a son and doesn't love him as the child she has, and never did. BUT she did love Luther, and Mac observed that as a young kid, his parents loving each other but neglecting him. Looking at Christmas, we can kind of assume the order of anything in Mac's childhood home was Ms. Mac > Luther > Mac. So for his early development he was kind of sidelined, saw no love from his parents toward him, but did see love between his parents (in a definitely not healthy way, as it goes).

We know in the deleted scenes of Sunny Christmas that Mac's dad is going to prison probably right after the events of the video tape... I honestly think it's reasonable to assume that Mac's screaming that woke up the residents of the house they were robbing might have been probably was what led to Luther being arrested (with whatever warrants he had hanging over him catching up with him once he had been detained). So, does Ms. Mac blame her son for her husband being locked up for the next 25 years? Probably. She didn't even want him, didn't care for him, and then his obnoxious behaviour was their downfall.

Back to Shoots, I did really like it for what it gave us in terms of (Char)Mac childhood lore. I think it definitely wasn't a shock for them to drop the cigarette lighter line, but it was a hit to the chest for me. Everything I kind of assumed before, re: didn't want or care about having a child equated to strictly-neglectful, Mac clawing for the love he saw his mom give his dad, now with his dad gone even more-so, and being brushed off, now escalated to retaliation in response to Mac failing to be brushed off. Sometimes the dismissive, grunting and not moving from your chair approach just doesn't work on a hyperactive little bastard like Mac, sometimes you have to make him shut up by giving him something else to fuss over. I think Ms. Mac probably hoped that would be what breaks through his skin, makes him realise she doesn't love him, but Mac only sees it as a warning, a pause, a try-again-later, mom's just in a bad mood.

Presently, what we see of Ms. Mac is almost always the same: completely indifferent. Shrug, cough, I don't care at all about you. Mac's a serial killer? Yeah. Mac's dead? Ok. You're gay? Meh. She'll fuck with him though, sure: your dad is actually Dutch. You wanted these letters that meant something to your father? I needed toilet paper. Who cares. She doesn't love him, never has, never will, and Mac has no ability to understand that.

Based on his upbringing and the past 20 years, I think he has a complete misunderstanding (and at this point inability) to recognise and understand what love is, mostly because of his mother. Because she just, doesn't love him, never did, but Mac thinks that parents have to love their children, that's a fact in his mind. If he has a mom and a dad they do love him, they have to, especially when he was a little boy, right? His dad loves him, he's just in jail so he can't show it, but his mom is here. And mom did love dad, he remembers that, he saw it, so he just has to make himself known, she can love him too because she's capable of it and she's his mom. He loves her, he says it over and over, she never says it, but she just doesn't see him because she's busy, working, or making a home for him, or just for some reason she's not paying attention... So love for Mac is fighting neglect, love is refusing to be ignored, love is pestering over and over because if you can get away with your bombardment without a finger being raised, without being scored by a cigarette lighter, they must really want you to continue... they must be waiting for you to really prove yourself before they show or admit their love for you. There are people in his life who have to love him, it's like a law, so they'll admit it as long as you keep asking, keep making yourself known, keep trying to prove yourself... and if it comes to the point where you're getting burned, stop for a minute, take a step back, and reevaluate how (or when) you can try again...

#iasip #mac mcdonald #ms mac #luther mcdonald #mac meta #i suppose... #do you like my leading ending #you can work out where that's going lol #i didn't go into sex bc it was hard to connect properly without it coming out weird or clunky #but it does loop there #clearly... #also ive def done some ask on this similarly before #but i cant find it #cos i never tag shit properly lol oh well #ty for the ask!!

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Serenade (Eric Sohn)

|| Inspired by Boynextdoor’s song Serenade 💃||

Warnings: very cute hehe, fluff, Eric is head over heels for the reader, kissing, kinda strangers to lovers 💃

Sana: Yolo 💃👯‍♂️, okay so I was not planning on writing serenade AT ALL but then I saw Dora’s post about that I was like “I have to write on this!” I am glad I did 🧍‍♀️. I also had very much fun writing this but now I was overthinking a lot and now I think it’s not good enough but meh 🫠🤏. I still loved writing this at the start 🤧.

Word count: 4,004

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There she was, the girl he was head over heels for. She was simply just sitting there, listening to what the professor is yapping about but she still looked so effortlessly beautiful that he could feel his hearts doing flips even tho she was just sitting there doing nothing.

Looking down at his blank book the boy sighed when he realised that today yet again, he failed to pay attention to the class. If you closely examine his notebooks you would surely notice small doodles on them which were only about her. Small notes on them which were his feelings, how he truly felt about her. How he made notes on what she wore that day. Not like a creep, just a observation.

Flinching in surprise the boy looked up from his book and saw that the professor already dismissed the class long time ago.

“Mr.Sohn you were not paying attention in the class today too.” The professor said as he slid his glasses down to stare at Eric.

“I am sorry professor Lee but I have to leave urgently.” Eric said as he stood up from his seat and started packing up his stuff. He hurriedly exited the class trying to catch up with her, only to stop when he saw her already walking away with her group of peers.

Slouching his shoulders the boy turned around on his heels and walked in the opposite direction of her. Going up on the rooftop the boy saw his friends sitting there chatting with each other happily.

Taking slow steps towards them, the already upset boy let his bag fall down on the floor dramatically as he himself took a seat beside his close friend, Sunwoo.

Holding his head in his hands the boy silently screamed in it trying to get his minds of her. He could feel a hand patting his back in a motivational way.

“Did not get to talk with her again?” He heard Sunwoo asking. Looking up the boy stared up in the sky which was starting to get dark.

“I tried but she was already walking away with her friends. I mean..she won’t even notice me..” the boy said with a slight pout on his face. Drawing circles on the ground the lovesick boy continued to ramble about her.

“Man, you just gotta approach her. Eric she won’t notice you unless you make an effort. Try to at least make a small talk.” Eric heard another one of his friends say.

“But..but she is just so pretty, kind, her voice is like honey. Just hearing it once makes me have a sugar rush. I mean..just looking at her makes my heart thump in my chest. How do you expect me to go talk with her?” Eric said dramatically as he looked up in the sky again “The sky is like me, dark..ah what am I gonna do? My life is ruined..” Eric dramatically exclaimed again. He could hear his friends sign at his behaviour as they just let him be.

“Your life is not ruined Eric..” Sunwoo said before he stood up to leave the rooftop.

His whole lunch just went in him thinking about you. About your sweet smile, he still remembers the time you helped him out. He was still new that time. But you were there for him. You showed him around, introduced to some students, helped him get comfortable but that’s it. He was still grateful to that. But that was the last time you spoke with him.

You both did agree on being friends but then maybe it just didn’t work out between you two. Eric thought you both clicked pretty well, but maybe not you.

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Sitting in the cold library, Eric tried his best to concentrate on the subject he was studying. But he could not understand a thing in the textbook which was written.

It was not making any sense according to him. Throwing his head back the boy closed his eyes to try to cool his brain off and then start everything again in hopes of understanding it.

“Are you sitting alone?” A soft voice asked from behind him making him flinch and drop the pencil he was balancing between his nose and mouth. Scratching his head in embarrassment the boy bent down to pick up the pencil.

Sitting properly on his chair again the boy looked up only to stop breathing for a moment. There she was, the girl he was totally head over heels for—the girl who would make him forget to take breaths and make him forget about his surroundings. She was right there. Standing in front of him, with books in her hand as she patiently waited for his reply.

Snapping out of his trance the boy tried to clean up the mess he made in hurry, half excitement because he would finally be able to talk with his crush again and half out of embarrassment because man he just let his crush see him in such a mess.

“Yes, yes you can sit beside me. Not that you have to. It’s just you asked if I am sitting alone so I thought you’d be looking for a seat.” The boy rambled on as he finally seemed to come to a stop from cleaning his mess. Looking at her Eric gulped nervously as he saw her pull the chair out and sit down just beside him. Oh god. He could feel his hands getting sweaty again. Rubbing them on his ripped jeans Eric cleared his throat as he diverted his attention back to his textbook to distract himself.

“Eric right?” The boy stiffened upon hearing your voice, moreover he was rather more shocked that you remembered his name. Looking up nervously the boy gave a small nod to her.

“It’s been ages since we last talked!” There it goes. His heart doing those unnecessary flips. I mean…he knew that you still existed. Of course he knew. You were all he could see in a room packed with people. You were always on his mind no matter what he did.

“Yeah, how are you doing?” Eric asked in a shy voice as he kept his eyes on the book which was in front of him. Normally, he would never be so shy to talk to a girl, but boy when it came to you he would become a mess. It was like this tone of voice he was is only for you. He is shy only around you, because normally he might even be the loudest person in a room full of guys.

“Pretty good actually..hey I noticed that you have been stuck on that page since ages. Do you need help? I am great in that subject..” he heard you ask. He could feel his heart jumping out of his chest. You? Just offered to help him? No way. He must be dreaming.

Clearing his throat Eric looked up from his book for a split second before looking down again “Sure, sure if you’re okay with it.” He said quietly.

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Yawning Eric checked his phone to check what time it was. Widening his eyes he looked at Y/N nervously “It’s almost past 10. Let me walk you home..” Eric said softly as he started packing his stuff.

“You don’t have to. Really it’s okay..” Y/N said with a smile as he slung her bag over her shoulder, “No let me. You stayed back because of me. That’s the least I can do,” Eric said politely. Nodding to his words Y/N started walking towards the library door with Eric beside her.

Walking down the silent street Eric kept looking around, not daring to meet her eyes. Constantly rubbing his palms on his jeans he kept stealing small glances at her.

“There is a convenience store near my house? Wanna grab a bite? You might be hungry..” Eric heard Y/N ask. Looking up at her, he felt his heart pound in his chest. The moment he looked into her eyes he could feel his cheeks heating up. Immediately looking down Eric nodded his head.

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Entering the convenience store both of them went to the ramen section. Grabbing the noodles of their choice and getting a drink they went to the cashier

“I will pay. Consider it my treat..” Eric said with a grin on his face as he let the cashier scan their food

“You don’t have to tho..” Eric chuckled when he heard Y/N whisper that. Looking at her he gave her a smile as he shook his head when he saw her looking at him

“You’re late because of me. Just let me do this favour for you. And no one can ever deny free food now, can they?” Eric said as he paid for the stuff.

Getting everything both of them walked outside, where all the tables were. Taking a seat on the chair Eric and Y/N both took a seat opposite of each other.

Eating the noodles silently both of them did not make any conversation, enjoying the comfortable silence and atmosphere they had.

“Can I try some of your ramen?” Eric heard Y/N ask him. Looking up from his cup of noodles he pushed the noodles to her while chewing.

“Sure. Have how much ever you want. I don’t mind..” Eric gave her a small smile. He observed how Y/N happily took his ramen cup and slurped on the noodles with delight.

He noticed how some of the soup was on her cheek. Y/N did not seem to pay any mind to that so leaning forward he gently wiped of the soup off her cheek.

Backing down Eric looked everywhere, just now did he realise what he did. He could feel Y/N staring at him. Clearing his throat Eric stood up from his chair and said “Are you done? Come on I will drop you off..” he said nervously as he stared of into air to nervous and embarrassed to even look in her direction.

“Yeah yeah..sure. Let’s go.” From the corner of his eye Eric noticed Y/N gathering her stuff and coming beside him.

The two of them walked silently, their hands lingering in the air as the night breeze came through.

Eric noticed how Y/N was constantly shivering because of the cold air. Taking a notice of her thin clothes Eric removed the jacket he was wearing and draped it over her shoulder silently.

“Hmm? Eric you don’t have to. I am fine,” he heard Y/N mumble.

“No, wear it. You’re shivering.” Eric said softly as he stopped Y/N from removing the jacket.

“Hey, there’s my house. Thank you for dropping me off. I hope we can keep in touch.” Y/N said as he stopped by her front door. Ringing the door bell she turned back around to face Eric

“Yeah..sure thing. See you around I guess.” Eric said while taking a step back.

Waving her off he watched Y/N enter the house. Turning on his heels the boy walked back to his house with only one thing on his mind, she talked with me again, she even knows my name.

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Tossing and turning on his bed the young boy could merely make himself go to sleep. His mind kept on thinking about the interaction he had with Y/N.

Sighing he grabbed his phone and checked the time 3:30 a.m. Opening his contacts he dialled the one number who would listen to his talks.

“Hello?” A sleepy voice spoke on the other line.

“Sunwoo..she remembers my name. Do you know how big that is!” Eric exclaimed in delight. He could hear Sunwoo groan on sleep and annoyance, how can someone be so loud at this hour?

“Eric for gods sake, it’s 3:30 in the morning! Get some sleep man..” the young man mumbled sleepily

“No you don’t get it. What if someone you like knows you? Wouldn’t you be very happy? Be on cloud nine?” Eric mumbled

“Well I am not in love like you so no I don’t get it..” Eric ignored what Sunwoo said and continued with his rant

“But what do I do now? How do I approach her tomorrow? Oh my god I am freaking out. What if she thinks I am a creep?” Eric rambled on as Sunwoo had no option but to listen to what his friend rants about.

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It had been a couple of days since Eric and Y/N last interacted. Currently Eric sat in Sunwoo’s room as he continued to eat his brain out by asking him questions.

“How do I approach her?”

“I don’t know..”

“If I approach her what do I talk about?”

“I don’t know..”

“Do you think she noticed about how I keep looking at her?”

“I don’t know..”

“Do you think she thinks of me as a creep? Please say no..”

“For the last time Eric I don’t know,” Sunwoo said loudly as he glared at the boy who was on his bed. Sighing he stood up from his chair and sat beside Eric

“Ask, hey do you wanna take a walk? The weathers nice?” Sunwoo suggested as he handed Eric his phone, “Come on go on.”

“No that’s to straight forward..” Eric mumbled

“Didn’t you say that she has your jacket or something? Ask her to return that..” Sunwoo suggested again

“No, that’s too rude..” Eric said softly as he clutched the phone in his hand

“Well then make up your mind woman..man..just go for it. Ask her something!” Sunwoo said frustratedly as he shook Eric by his shoulders.

“I will just ask if she is up for a walk..” Eric said as as he started texting her

“We cheered!” Sunwoo said sarcastically as he walked out of the room

💬Y/N ❤️‍🩹

Hi! I was wondering if you wanna take a walk since the weather nice :) sent 4:45 P.M

Shaking his knee nervously Eric bit on his lips as he waited for your reply. Throwing the phone beside him the nervous boy started pacing around the room.

Ting* hearing the notification Eric ran towards his phone to check the message only to groan in annoyance

💬Zomato

Hey! You look lonely. Wanna grab a bite? Quick we have 50% discount for the next one week!

“Now is not the time to play jokes but yes I am lonely..” Eric mumbled as he slid down to sit on the phone when his notification went off again

💬Y/N ❤️‍🩹

Sure! Meet me at my house in 5 :)) received 4:48

Screaming loudly Eric jumped up and down in delight as he ran downstairs where Sunwoo was.

Spotting him in the kitchen looking through the cabinets he ran towards him and hugged him from behind.

“She said yes! We’re meeting in 5 minutes! Oh my god. Do I look okay?” Eric said in panic as he turned Sunwoo around in a swift motion making him dizzy.

“Yes you look alright. Now get out of my house if you don’t wanna be late! Get out..” Sunwoo said as he started pushing Eric out of the house.

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Taking a deep breath in Eric rang the doorbell. Waiting for a few seconds the door opened and Y/N came out. She was wearing a pair of bagging jeans and oversized shirt, yet she managed to look fabulous in that.

“Let’s go?” Y/N asked once she fully closed the door. Nodding both of them started walking towards the park which was near.

“What have you been up to?” Eric asked after a moment of silence. He tried his best to not make his voice shake

“Was just finishing my assignments and stuff. What about you? Did you catch up with all the studies?” Y/N asked as she slowly linked her arms with Eric’s. The boy visibly stiffened upon that gesture as he did not expect her to do that.

Y/N did not fail to notice that. Slowly down Y/N slowly asked “Oh, I am sorry. It’s a habit of mine. I do that with people I am really comfortable and close with..” she said as she started unhooking her arm only for Eric to stop her “No, it’s alright I was just taken aback. Keep it like that…I like it.” Eric said shyly as he looked down trying to hide his red, blushing cheeks.

Reaching the park both of them sat down on the bench as they looked ahead of them. Looking around Eric spotted a ice cream truck not so far from them. Standing up he looked at Y/N and said “Would you like some ice cream? It’s on me..” Eric said as he removed his wallet and waited for her reply.

“Ice cream? I could have some ice cream.” Y/N said while nodding. Grinning Eric and Y/N walked towards the ice cream truck “Which one?” Eric asked as he scanned the board “I will have..butterscotch..” Y/N said as she nodded in confirmation. “Two butterscotch please.”

Getting their order both of them walked back to the bench. Sitting down on the bench they both stared of into space.

“Ah shit..” Eric heard Y/N curse. Looking in her direction he saw that she had spilled some of the ice cream on her clothes. Without saying a word Eric ran to the ice cream truck to get some tissues for her.

Running back towards her he knelt down in front of her as he gently started wiping the spilled ice cream, trying not to get it everywhere.

“Thanks..” Eric heard Y/N say softly. Glancing up at her he froze in his place when he saw their faces so close. Gulping nervously Eric opened his mouth to say something but no words came out.

Travelling his lips all over her face they stopped on her cherry pink lips, the way they were slightly parted away from each and just how soft they looked made him just want to lean in and kiss her.

Looking back up in her eyes he noticed Y/N looking at him too. Leaning in Eric spoke up “May I?” He whispered when they were mere inches away. Getting a nod from Y/N Eric wasted no time in attaching their lips.

Pulling away, both of them breathless Eric took a moment before speaking again “Are you free this weekend?” He said slowly as he stood up from the ground.

Nodding her head Y/N linked her arm with Eric’s again as they both started walking away from there.

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“Sunwoo. What do I wear to our date?” Eric asked Sunwoo over the phone as he rummaged through his closet looking for something.

“Eric..for gods sake it’s 3:00 A.M in the morning! Your date is on Saturday. Please let me sleep.” Sunwoo cried from the other side as he groaned in annoyance

“Fine fine. Go to sleep. That’s all you do all day anyways.” Eric grumbled as he cut the call.

Slumping down on the ground, the troubled boy looked at his closet in wonder “I have no clothes to wear..” he exclaimed in distress as he messed up his already messy hair. His thoughts getting all jumbled up as he started overthinking.

Grabbing his phone again he opened his chats

💬Y/N 💗

Are you sleeping? Sent 3:17 A.M

Sending the message Eric started scrolling through their past conversations while smiling like an idiot.

💬Y/N 💗

Nope! What are you doing right now?? Received 3:18 A.M

Nothing much :)) I was just listening to some songs while thinking about you ;) sent 3:19 A.M

Do you have a playlist made for me? Received 3:19 A.M

If I say yes then does that make me sound like a creep or like a lovesick handsome man? Sent 3:20 A.M

I find that cute hehe. By any chance can I get the playlist?? Received 3:20 A.M

Sure! Here

Give my playlist a listen: Serenade❤️‍🩹💗 sent 3:22 A.M

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It was finally Saturday. The day he will go on his first date with you, the he will finally be able to you that he did not want to be just friends, he wanted to be more then that. How he would do absolutely anything for you to be his.

Clearing his throat Eric looked at Sunwoo for confirmation “Do I look like someone who is eligible enough to go on a date with Y/N?” Eric asks nervously as he keeps on fixing the shirt he was wearing.

“You look good enough. I swear to god just go and confess already. At this point the whole neighbourhood knows about your crush. Now come on..show her how much she deserves someone like you..” Sunwoo said as he walked with Eric to the door. Patting his back encouragingly Sunwoo spoke up “All the best and do not disappoint me kid.” Sunwoo said seriously as he shut the door on his face.

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Taking a deep breath in, Eric walked in circles in front of her house. Stopping in the middle, Eric thought over what he was going to say. Finally gathering up the courage he walked towards the door and rang the doorbell.

Taking a deep breath in he clutched his chest when he felt his heart beating fast out of nervousness. When the door opened he stopped breathing when he noticed a older man standing there with a stern expression on his face.

“Eric right? Come in. Let me ask you some questions before you date my daughter.” The man said with a straight face as he let Eric in.

Gulping in nervousness Eric slowly entered the house. Relaxing his stiff lips he tried to look relaxed when in fact he was nervous to death. If he does not calm himself down he was scared that he might fail miserably otherwise. He was afraid that he will mess this one chance up and might even make Y/N’s father hate him.

“Sit down, sit down. I will introduce myself first. I am Jeff. ” The man said as he extended his hand out for a handshake. Immediately shaking his hand Eric introduced himself.

“Eric. Eric Sohn.” Eric introduced himself while sitting down. “Sit down please. I don’t bite.” Jeff said with a small smile already taking a liking to Eric. He motioned Eric to sit down on the couch opposite to him. From the corner of his eyes he saw Y/N standing by the stairs staring at them. Smiling at her nervously Eric diverted his attention back to her father.

“Are you in the same major as Y/N?” Her father asked as he crossed his legs and leaned back on the couch

“Yes sir, I am in the same major as her.”

“Where are you from? Y/N told me that you were transferred.”

“Yes, I transferred from LA.” Eric said with a smile as he relaxed more.

“Do you have a driver’s license, yet?” It was a rather..weird question but he answered it nonetheless.

“I do not have a drivers license yet sir but I assure you that I will drop your daughter off back safely.”

“Okay dad, that’s enough of interrogation. We’re getting late for our date. Eric let’s go.” Y/N said as she came down and held Eric’s hand dragging him outside with her.

“Bring her back before 11 son!” Eric heard Y/N’s father shout. Yelling back a okay both of them walked away.

“Y/N I don’t know about me driving a car in the future but I will surely get along with your father just for you.” Eric said as he kissed her forehead.

“I know you will,” Y/N said with a smile as she leaned against him to give a peck on his cheeks.

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Tagging: @deoboyznet @littleroaes @sohnric @fylithia @deobienthusiast

Fucking Tumblr. First posted this before without me knowing and then the next day it just gets…DELETED?? I had to edit EVERYTHING again so if there’s any mistake forgive me 😭🫠

#the boyz #tbz #the boyz imagines #the boyz eric #eric sohn imagine #eric sohn #eric sohn fluff #eric sohn x reader #sohn youngjae #sohn youngjae x reader #Sohn youngjae fluff #TBZ fluff #TBZ Eric #tbz x reader #tbz x y/n #tbz x you #tbz imagines #tbz scenarios #Eric the Boyz #Eric TBZ

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Star-Crossed Myth Fluffbruary FanFic (2nd Feb): Surprise Picnic (Dui/MC)

Title: Surprise Picnic

Fandom: Star-Crossed Myth

Genre: Fluff

Rating: T

Pairing: Dui/MC (MC’s name left blank so you can fill it in with whatever you wish in your head)

Word Count: 939

Written for Prompt: February 2 : engagement | scent | jam for @fluffbruary

A/N: Set after Dui's Promise of Infinity story. Spoilers for Dui's route.

February 2nd: Surprise Picnic

Dui smiled to himself as he checked over the basket of food once more. He hoped he hadn’t forgotten anything from the article he had seen about picnics a while back. If he had he could technically summon stuff later but once they were on their date he wanted it to be completely normal. He would have done everything without powers in the first place but food preparation took a lot of time and at least a part of him wanted to make sure he spent as long as possible with his wife.

His smile widened at that thought. It was not long since Heaven’s Rift had enabled them to actually get married, and this was actually the first time since then he’d been down on Earth long enough to do something for ___ . They’d occasionally spent some time together in the Heavens, and even the occasional evening at the Mansion, but he couldn’t remember the last time they’d been on a full outing.

Hurry it up, if you keep reminiscing like this we’re gonna waste the time we do have with ___, then you could have made this stuff in the first place.

Alright, we’re going, Dui reassured his other side, before picking the picnic basket up. 

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When ___ opened the door to her apartment after hearing someone knock, her eyes widened in surprise. “Dui! You didn’t mention being able to come here at any point this week!”

Dui smiled softly at her as he stepped inside. “I didn’t want to get your hopes up,” he murmured gently, but as his hand caressed her face his eyes widened and he grinned, “‘Sides, I wanted to surprise you. Go get ready.”

“Ready?” ___ asked, frowning a little.

“What do you think this is, dummy?” Dui teased, nodding to the basket on his arm.

___’s eyes widened. “We’re going on a picnic?”

“That is the idea, yes,” Dui muttered, then looked down as his expression faltered into one of unease. “Unless you don’t like them or it’s somehow a problem.”

“No of course not!” ___ tried to reassure quickly, hugging her husband. “I’d love to go on a picnic with you. Just let me find something a little warmer to wear.”

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Later, in the park, they both sat down on the picnic blanket that Dui had laid out. Wrapping an arm around ___ , he lifted the lid of the basket with the other. The sweet aroma of cherries filled the air.

___ leant her head contently on his shoulder with a smile, not at all surprised at the type of food he had packed. She picked up a sandwich filled with cherry jam whilst Dui cut himself a piece of cherry pie. 

They then talked for a while about their work week whilst enjoying the food.

“...Don't you want to taste anything other than cherries?” ___ asked him after a while.

Dui put the plate of fresh cherries he'd been eating from down, a mischievous expression crossing his face. “Well there is one thing,” he answered, before pulling her into a deep and loving kiss.

Dropping her glass of cherryade in surprise, ___ blushed deeply and pushed him back a little. “Dui, we're in public.”

“Meh, who cares?” He grumbled with a pout. “Besides, I can't see anyone.

Looking around, ___ relaxed a little as she realised there wasn't any activity elsewhere in the park, then blinked as she realised the light was fading. “How long have we been here for?”

“I'm not sure,” Dui murmured, smiling softly now. “Does it matter?”

“No,” ___ murmured, “I was just surprised it was getting dark already. We're not going to be able to see much soon.”

Dui sighed. “Oh you're right…” He hadn't wanted to use any powers whilst with her but there was still something he wanted to do. Deciding that spending time with his wife was more important than not using his powers, Dui snapped his fingers.

The sky lit up with brightly shining stars. 

___ looked up, smiling brightly at the sight, but then glanced at him with slight worry. “Won’t other people notice?”

“I’m sure they’ll just think it’s an exceptionally clear night. Just for a little bit won’t hurt.” Dui then looked away from her.

“Dui?” ___ asked softly, taking his hand in her own. “You seem distracted. Was there a reason why you wanted to stay out here a little longer?”

“I… well…” Dui mumbled, suddenly feeling rather awkward, worried she’d think this was silly. 

We’ve been through this. Do I have to do it myself?

No!

Taking a deep breath to relax, Dui looked back up at ___ and smiled warmly, before getting a small box out of his pocket. 

___’s eyes widened. “Wait… but if that’s what I think it is, why…”

“I’ve been reading up on human customs,” Dui murmured softly, squeezing her hand. “We’ve already done the one in the Heavens but you’re still living down here. Remember when we were mistaken for Newlyweds? I’d like that to happen down here and we can actually say that it’s right.”

“... Dui…”

Dui opened the box to reveal a ring engraved with the Gemini constellation on a silver chain. “I figured this was best as you already have the ring from the fountain on your finger but… ___, will you marry me?”

“My answer to that will never change,” ___ responded, her voice barely a whisper in case there was anyone else around. “Yes. I still want to spend the rest of my life with you.”

Placing the chain around her neck, Dui then pulled her close into a tender embrace before kissing her.

#scm fanfic #star crossed myth fanfic #scm #star crossed myth #scm dui #dui x mc #fluffbruary 2024

[yuyulie]

Feel free to ignore everyone but I've just been looking at some of the things I made over the years and its so many things I gave up on lmao 😭😭 I see a bunch of things online, go and recreate them in MD/Blender and most of the time they either don't work in game or the textures look like shit 💀💀 so if anyone wants to see them, check down below 👇🏽👇🏽

Had to go in the whatsapp chat archives with my irl to find this BUT THIS WAS MY FIRST MESH from back in sept 2022 apparently? I was soooooooo proud of myself this took me literally like a week bc of the weights and then the textures and I used the fuck outta this top in my game, every sim of mine was wearing it 🙂‍↕️ lmao but i took a break from the sims in jan '23 bc of my internship and when I came back I was like "OMG this looks like SHIT???

I'll be honest I don't remember ever opening this in game 😭 but apparently this top was like 20k~ polys??? Crazy times

NGL i feel bad abt deleting the first top since i made it for a tiktok cc process vid and people asked me when i was planning on releasing and i was like yea soon 😊 then never did shjdbhjdbfds

THE SANDALS WERE MY FIRST EVER PAIR OF SHOES but the straps would disappear when i made the sims feet bigger 😭 but its fine now i (kinda) learned how to make (very simple) shoes now so maybe ill post some soon 🤞🏽🤞🏽🤞🏽

The hat was cute but in cas my sims would get the question mark when i put it on them i don't know why?? and the bikini belt thing was just meh so i got rid of it

The first top was also my favorite for awhile but the weights were kinda weird, everything else also had the same problems and honestly im glad they did bc they were all ugly af, SUPER high poly and just looked like caca in game thank god i deleted them (there were more things i made in between this and the next pic im abt to show but i don't have any pics soooo)

This hello kitty necklaces I was so proud of and I made SO MANY SWATCHES (18!!!) but bc i always rush to finish everything before getting in game, when i finally checked them they looked real nice im ngl BUT the morphing was sooo bad on small beads😭😭 they looked even worse on the masc frames RIP

I don't have the ref I used for this anymore but it was a really cute bonnet, mine just looked like a crumbled piece of paper plus its from last year so I didn't know how to retopologize or how to sculpt in Blender

This was supposed to come out with one of the simblreen gifts but again I didn't like the morphs but I did use the base of the cross for my other cross necklaces so i guess not completely useless 🤞🏽🤞🏽

Still proud of the lighter but I don't know what I was going for 😪

The mp3 was so fun to make but the weights were kinda weird and I didn't know how to fix them 🙄 (I did ended up using the earphones for the folasade collection 👌🏽)

Both were supposed to come out in the denim set BUT the more I looked at the pants the less I liked them and the skirt I just felt like it didn't belong with the jeans I did release?? its a cute skirt but I haven't felt like releasing it so 🚶🏽‍♀️🚶🏽‍♀️

I made this back when I wasn't mindful of where tops should stop/where the bottom part starts if u don't want any clipping to happen (looking at the heroine top since it also had the same issue but I realised wayyy too late so couldn't go back and fix it LMAO) still its a cute top and I feel like I could fix it in sculpt mode now??? idk

Very high poly 😭

PINKPANTHERESS MY LOVE ♥♥♥ ( I made this around the time I started the follower set so I just kinda forgot abt it, maybe one day I'll go back n finish it)

I think this was the original idea I had for heroine top? I gave up on it bc I just knew the buttons were gonna morph horribly since they sit right on the chest (also i never realised how similar it was to the tiktok top lol)

Ok after this, all the pics are from stuff that was supposed to be on the follower set but this was the original mesh for the dee top and I had to remake it since I couldn't find tops with sleeves of that size to transfer weights from 😭😪 (if that makes sense)

THIS JUST DID NOT LOOK LIKE THE REF 💀💀💀 plus the 'flower' is soooooo bad 😭 sorry to whoever added this pic to the pinterest board I flopped so hard 😖

I just thought the quality of the textures was poor so I didn't even wanna put it up for download 💔 the jean quality I could definitely do better but the sheep patch/stitch(??idk) I couldn't find a clear high quality pic so yea 😪

i LOVED this one but kept having so many problems with it, first the dress was flying off the sim in cas, fixed that then the weights started acting up it was problem after problem lmao maybe one day ill sit down and take a look at it again

Cute skirt but the transparent/lace part would clip a lot

the pants would clip out of the skirt when sims walked and i was very confused since i obviously deleted parts of the jeans that aren't visible but that didn't work so idk

I also loved this headband but it was kinda hard to find a hair that would fit without clipping, if i ever find one I would definitely put it up for download 👆🏽👆🏽

It looks alright in sims4studio (i guess) but in game the textures were kinda blurry

CUTE but i forgot that buttons on the chest have shitty weights/uv's🤐

Thats all for now, I made so many other things but most of the time I just delete them bc i don't have the ability to make them work in game 😞plus I can't stand having files on my pc that im not using bc otherwise they r just taking up space 🤞🏽

#nonsims #some of the things have potential but the weights/uvs are my enemy 😩 #sorry if theres any typos lmao 🙏🏽

[pazpatas]

Remember this is only my opinion you can disagree;]

I don’t know if anyone will agree but, I hate the yaoi fanart of Hannigram and Lacho. As a guy who is actively involved in the Hannibal and Better Call Saul / Breaking Bad fandoms, I am really not comfortable with these types of art. The characters aren’t ruined but it seems as if people miss completely the point of the shows.

Lacho is just… meh and shouldn’t be a ship. Like BRO THEY HAVE NO CHEMISTRY (in my opinion) and I know it’s hard to say, but Nacho Varga and Lalo Salamanca are straight men… who deal drugs and are just cool criminals. I get that there’s not a lot of people you can ship in this fandom, but these are just cool characters and y’all are ruining them with your horny bullshit.

Edit: I removed the lacho tag, you can stop commenting about me being rude. Damn y’all like to attack people who don’t have the same opinion as you.

Hannigram is a ship and it’s a very cool one! I like it, but when it’s done correctly:

There’s 3 whole seasons cooking this delicious soup of nuanced interest between Hannibal and Will. I love this series, especially as an asexual, because it shows sexual intimacy in a much more complex way and from a completely different perspective. At least, it is different from how we usually see it in media.

This intimacy is here to make us observe, these people; them and only them, in the rawest selves, between each other. That’s why it is so important. NBC Hannibal shows different characters in these moments, adding music and interesting visuals; they play with colours and sounds of fungus. Every scene is just so cool to watch and not as awkward as it usually is. I like how it looks like, people are merging in one. Sex scenes, like Alana with Hannibal and Margo with Will’s intimate shots, can also portray something that is happening subconsciously outside the very scene, disassociated from the moment.

(Hannibal spoilers season 3, 13 episode!!!)

Now, the coolest thing is that the relationship between the murder husbands doesn’t need sex. In my opinion, it’s purely intellectual! When it get’s physical its because they’re both killing the dragon. That was their intimate connection, the first time truly being with each other, not divided by two sides. They are one, together versus the dragon. After that, Will sees Hannibal; by that I mean that he sees his whole nature, and he can’t go back. His family is an illusion of something normal, but Will has reached something greater. After feeling Hannibal’s way of viewing the world he feels that he belongs. Of course, after realising that he is now with Lecter; that they are not understood by the world they exist in, both of them need to become even greater than their actual form. They had to die because their love is spiritual. By transcending into a bodyless form.

Hannibal, for me is the sanest character, he is always fine. The only moment when he’s not alright, is when Will “betrays him”. In Florence, Dr. Lecter is reckless, he kills a lot more than he needs to. He sees people, who he consumes, as pigs. It doesn’t feel bad killing them, because they’re just little animals walking around. He of course enjoys their company, humans can be befriended and he spends time with them with pleasure. It is still possible to eat them, except Will. Lecter, after Grahams betrayal, doesn’t trust him anymore. He does not want to show his true self to him anymore. Hannibal regrets opening up after he truly thought that he could be understood. So, Dr. Lecter convinces himself that Will is also just some meat. Yet again, seeing Will, after Florence, being on the same side, when they’re both confronted by Mason, Hannibal sees Will as a partner. A partner in a love crime.

SO NOW PLEASE FUCK OFF WITH YOUR PENCIL DRAWING OF NBC CHARACTERS FUCKING EACH OTHER /ref (welcome to the internet by Bo Burnham)

P.S. I realy like cute mini comics those are cool and funny keep doing them 💪

Again only my opinion, you can disagree, I literally don’t care. I would like to know your opinion actually!

#pazpatas #hannibal lecter #hannibal #will graham #hannigram #opinion #nbc hannibal #better call saul #bcs #breaking bad #nacho varga #lalo salamanca

[phantomenby]

Magnet baby

kinokomynx asked:

Could I have poly lost boys with a gn partner who is badass? Such as they have a split tongue, multiple tattoos/piercings, rides a motorcycle and wears all black clothing. They possibly met them at the Boardwalk as they see them cussing out some people, possibly getting into a fight?

Sorry this took so long and is a bit meh, I can rewrite if u want me to <3

"Oh fuck yes"

You were going to town. Not hesitating as you verbally ripped into a pair of surf-nazis.

Evidently, you had been wronged, and who was David and his boys to prevent you from getting the justice you deserved?

"David," Marko was bouncing beside him, eyes wide and eager, fists clenching and unclenching.

Skunk was growing redder by the minute, Shelley beside him as you shoved the two of them back, making the drunken idiots stumble and attempt to defend themselves with slurred speech.

"David"

The eldest of the four ignored his packmate, choosing to focus on your form hungrily, watching your movements as you partook in their favourite pastime of fighting the surfers.

What had caused this disagreement wasn't obvious, but the four of them knew it had something to do with the fiery piece of machinery behind you.

It was a deep red, like thick juicy blood, and a Triumph just like theirs.

Currently, there was a long scratch on the side, marring the beautiful paintwork.

"David."

He was still admiring it, and you, mostly you. His gaze was pulled away by their good friend Ed heading towards where you stood, clearly attracted by the growing commotion.

"David"

"Marko"

The smaller blonde huffed, glaring at his friend, "David."

The elder turned to him, tilting his head and responding by drawing out his name, "Maar-ko."

All that ensued was a stare-off, neither of them turning away from you, and neither of them noticing as you drove away into the night.

-

They saw you again a day later, dressed up all fancy in some tight leather pants, decorated with thin silver chains going from your hip to your thigh.

Dwayne spotted you first. He had become unfavorably flustered when he saw your rather interesting body mod in action, watching you from afar as your snake-like tongue worked on a cone of strawberry ice cream.

Now Paul was sat beside him on the railing, swinging his legs back and fourth as the two of them waited for Marko and David to join them, already having sent them a little mental message.

They couldn't wait though, not when they saw Skunk coming up behind you, preparing to smack your backside as a little payback for the other days events.

It was rather satisfying to watch, seeing the quick movement of your hand as you gripped his wrist, using it to twist his arm back painfully.

"Can I help you?"

The man in front of you was a slimy thing, the small yelps leaving his mouth as you bent his arm painfully more than made up for the experience of being this close to him.

"N-no I was just-" you twisted it further, eyes narrowing, "I-"

"You gonna break his arm dude? Kind of metal if I'm honest."

Two figures had joined you, standing on either side and watching you beat up one of their favorite humans to mess with.

"Yeah Skunk, lookin' like you're in a real sticky situation."

Both of them shared a laugh and you rolled your eyes, letting 'Skunk' fall to the floor with a yell, his shoulder slamming into the ground.

"Try touching me again freak and see what happens," you began walking away, shoulders tensed and an irritated look in your eye. After a moment you realised the two men who had stood beside you had opted to follow you along, turning to face them with a huff, "well?"

Dwayne and Paul stood there, thinking for a moment.

The longer they stared at you the more irritated you became, eye twitching and lips pursed.

It was broken by a hand coming to curl round your neck, cold fingers toying with your ear ring, tugging on it, "I see you found them before we could boys."

"What the hell-" you shoved the hand away, moving back from it with a scowl on your face, "you shouldn't go round touching people like that."

You began walking away, naturally, the four of them followed, their eyes growing darker as their gazes burned into your back.

Unfortunately for them you were in no mood to deal with a bunch of boys with leery eyes, you got enough of that at your day job. Besides, the weekend was you time, time to relax and have fun, not being spent pursuing strangers.

"Hey!" One of them was shouting out to you, trying to grab your attention, "we wanted to talk to you-"

You slipped around a corner, hoping the fast moving crowd would help you lose them. Instead you were met with the gleaming eyes of one of the boys, his hair sharp and white.

"Finished running?"

You huffed, crossing your arms and looking at him angrily, "ever heard of no? Cus thats the only response you're gonna get to whatever dumb question you ask me."

He sent you a blank stare, which you reciprocated with added ferocity.

"Listen- no no I'm talking now," he went to speak over you but you cut him off, stepping closer and leveling your gaze with his, "I don't know who you think you are, but unless you want to end up like Skunk back there I suggest you leave me be, 'kay?"

David snarled, shooting forward to grab you, finding nothing but empty space as you spun behind him.

"Well you asked for it hun," your boot met his back, shoving him further forward and making him stumble to his knees, "warned ya for a reason."

Now beneath you, and the crowd watching with wide eyes, David was feeling rather pent up. Whether from rage or attraction, he couldn't tell.

Paul came into his line of sight offering him a hand and lifting him up to normal height, before draping his arm over Davids shoulder and grinning in your direction, "can we keep them?"

David nodded, a grin of equal malice growing on his face, "yes, I think we can."

#tlb #the lost boys imagines #the lost boys #marko the lost boys #the lost boys x reader #dwayne tlb #the lost boys fic #marko tlb #poly lost boys x reader #david tlb

[pokeseal]

BILLIE BUST UP THEORY

ok so i was drawing some bbu art and well, I realised somthing , how much do we really know about barnabys past. His death and well his life too, so I thought ide do abit of digging and well here's what theory grew in meh dinky brain

Okay so firstly , what if barnaby created his gem- aka the thing on his chest that billie tried to steal-i mean look at this official art, he obviously made a break through and I would assume its mabye even in his final moments before death as we see his ghost appearance looming behind him looking just as pleased.

This vid just about sums up what I'm trying to get at,

Now if its true that barnaby made his gem, how could, as aristolle say to billie, the magic be stolen from arther?so did he steal it from barnaby?

Okay now that thats out of the way , on to fantoccio.

So it is stated cannonliy that he has a big sorce of magic keeping him alive, now assumeing this sorce is the gem fanto owns, taking it would kill him. And what with arther being, well a criminal/ hero , I suppose this comes as no shock now this either means aristolle is in on this too or arther lied to aristolle about the gems , about them being 'his'. So who really is the villan of billie bust up? Fanto, and barnaby are simply powerful beings who went through a whole lot of trauma, as for the other antagonists I don't really know enough about them.

#billie bust up #bbu barnaby #Billie bust up theory #fan theory #Bbu #Youtube

[lamiqire]

I just realised that a few days ago I sketched true forms for the Lords in Black. While I am not really happy yet, I think I should post the sketches, just to encourage myself to actually work on them, cause people could see em.

These are pretty meh, but it's been a while since I seriously drew something so I think it's fine

The photos themselves are also pretty bad cause I just send them to a friend for criticism and currently can't take new ones

First of Wiggly

Ignore the light and the fact that I tried giving him octopus pupils.

He looks the most like his plushie, cause genuinely I don't think there is much to do with him.

I gave him tentacle legs tho cause his "Oh, you'll hardly miss it. We just want what you cherish most. That's all!" Very strongly reminds me of Ursulas "I'm not asking much, just a token really, a trifle! What I want from you is - your voice."

Now Pokey

Considering that Pokey is my least favourite Lord (cause I hold a grudge, but like in the end, I love all the lords), this is my favourite design of all of them.

I was a lil inspired by Rom, the Vacuous Spider, from Bloodborne.

(btw unrelated, T B Skyens Boss Designs of Bloodborne series on YouTube is really good I was listening to that while drawing all of these)

Next we have Blinky

With Blinky I had the most fucking problems, because I just did not know what to do with him and I didn't just wanna make him into a mass with eyes. So now he's an owl with a bunch of eyes. Ah and 4 wings cause he didn't look supernatural enough

The drawing itself is pretty okay though

Next up Tinky

Can't say much about him, cause that is a goat. That is just a goat. A goat where the front is a skeleton and the back is fine, but still just a goat.

The concept was that his front has fully rotted and the further back along his body you go the less rotted he becomes. But it just doesn't really come across I think

And last but not least Nibbly

My second fav Lord in Black, but I hate this design I made the most.

The design feels all over the place and I tried to follow a little bit of his description from Honey Queen.

It's just not good.

I am a big fan of the chest mouth tho.

The idea was to keep the long neck and give him an emaciated pigs body to symbolise his eternal hunger. Idk man

#hatchetfield #lords in black #the lords in black #wiggog y'wrath #pokotho #bliklotep #tnoy karaxis #nibblenephim #wiggly #pokey #tinky #nibbly #starkid

[aibhilin-atibeka]

I just saw an ask game :D and I do have a question that I think would be fun for you.

What actually interested you in learning multiple languages in the first place and what draws you to a language that makes you want to learn it?

Oohhhh, now that's a fun one! :D

Well. I learned my first "real true" (no, seriously, honest) foreign language at the age of 9 and I felt absolutely neutral towards it.

Meh, 'twas another subject at school, so what? XD younger!me was not specifically very interested in languages at all. I had the world to explore, after all! What's languages compared to manga? Compared to anime? Compared to books?

Compared to the real world? Darn, no, I sure am not throwing time at something I might never use again at a later date in life, see me go "nope" at languages and "yes" to life experiences.

And then my sister went and learned to fluently speak five languages somehow. It seemed very much like "all of a sudden she can speak five languages" to me. Dammit all, I had to learn at least as many, didn't I?

That - along with my school offering languages as their educational focus - helped. Still wasn't ideal, but I'd gotten that certain nudge into this direction then. And at that point my love for Japan was noticeably not fading, so I got gifted a Japanese language class. And... sort of haven't stopped learning Japanese since. Whoops?

At the same time my school offered French and in a choice between Italian and French? Sure, I'll choose French (the language sounded nicer at that time and the teacher kinder). I can learn Italian later on, once the school offers another language choice two years into the first one, right?

Right?

Wrong. Had to choose between Spanish and computer science, so no Italian for me back then. But Spanish is basically Italian on crack, isn't it? (pls don't dunk on teenage!me, teenage!me was a bit of a teenager back then) They're 1:1 understandable to one another, right? Right?

Also wrong.

But that didn't stop me from starting Italian on my own at university.

And a friend offered to teach a class of Turkish right in-between school and university, so there we went~

And university itself offers language classes too, how could I not check them out and study Hindi for a bit?

... somehow, without even consciously being aware of it, I'd accumulated a starting vocab for about twenty languages before I was twenty (how do I know that exact number at that exact age? I had to do a language autobiography collecting, chronologically listing and presenting all my language studies and some of the knowledge I'd obtained in detail for a class shortly after turning twenty).

By now it's probably stayed *roughly* the same in number (... maybe I added five to ten-ish languages since then? no clue), though I couldn't say whether or not that's simply because of where I live or what opportunities I had or what little time I've had to spend on accumulating more languages since. Life's a busy bee, sometimes, and the life of an author/linguist/leisure-social-media-scroller (tumblr I'm looking at you) feels even busier. Never mind any other engagements I have ended up in so far.

I have an ongoing interest in languages cause I find it fun to be able to communicate with the world in whatever language I can. They're a means to reading, listening and interacting with people and there's wordplay to consider. ;) In short, I find it fun.

To answer your questions:

What actually interested you in learning multiple languages in the first place

I stumbled into them like Winnie the Pooh might stumble into a pot of honey XD there was no definitive moment of "Oh, I'm interested in becoming a polyglot now" - at the point in time that I had that realisation I already was one.

and what draws you to a language that makes you want to learn it?

Depending on the language, I have different motivations for learning them:

Japanese: "stopping now makes just as much sense as a prisoner breaking out might stop in front of the 9th out of 10 walls they'd have to climb", also "I've got manga to read in Japanese just to get all the jokes in them" and "I bought and imported books from Japan that I still have to read"

French: "I still haven't read all of the Arsène Lupin series" and "from time to time the Frenchspeakers release funny movies that I wanna watch in the original language"

Italian: "darn, originally I was in this for the bit but I'm committed to learning it now with whatever means necessary"

Spanish: is "just sort of there" and "Sometimes I find articles and news pages and books I want to read that just so happen to be in Spanish, so why not read them in Spanish, I don't even need a translation"

Korean: "I want to be able to read you at one point, darn it all to hell"

etc. ad infinitum. I didn't even mention all the ones I'm fluent in here, never mind all the ones I started to learn at one point in my life, so yeah.

I love the challenge? I love the way learning languages open up a whole new world view to you as you go along? I adore being able to read yet more books by just learning a language? I love word games?

All of these and more count towards my interest in languages. :D Gotta say, languages rock. Polyglottism ftw.

@stereden cause I can

@a-knight-owls-curse thanks for the interesting ask!

#ask game #I got asked! #thank you for the ask! #linguistics #linguistic shenanigary #is accidental polyglottism a thing? #if not it certainly ought to be #pls forgive my french #and the cursing