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𝐬𝐤𝐳 & 𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞

pairing: skz members (ot8) x fem!reader (afab)

genre: idol!skz. scenario. smut - MDNI, 18+ only. kinda fluffy. slightly funny. reader pov. established relationship.

content & warnings: explicit & strong language. very suggestive/explicit sexual scenes. smut warnings below cut!!

word count: 5.4k

summary: in which you wear lingerie around skz.

18+ warnings: unprotected sex (stay safe out there, guys!). possessiveness from some of the members. pet names (both sweet and hot ones). dirty talk. lingerie kink. dom (hard and soft)/sub undertones. spanking. slight dacryphilia kink. corruption kink. making out. humiliation. degradation. strength kink. manhandling. praise kink. nipple/breast play. overstimulation. exhibitionism. sub-space. oral sex (f receiving). fingering (f receiving). hair pulling. scratching.

a/n: yayyy these are the first skz scenarios i've ever written... they could be really good or very shitty, so lmk what you guys think!! lingerie is a real big kink for me haha, so i hope i did all 8 of the boys justice with these scenarios. 😈 also, YES- my skz bias is ot8, so i tried my absolute hardest to write the same amount for each one of the boys... enjoy! 🥵

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*ੈ✩‧₊˚🌾 chan

You knew that it had been an extremely long week for Chan. What with all of the promotions that the boys were doing, and him always being holed up in the studio with every free second he had in the day.

All of this cumulated to the two of you rarely having seen each other within the past few weeks.

You'd just pass each other in the kitchen on your separate ways to work in the early morning - long before the sun had risen high in the sky - and quickly peck each other on the lips.

But, you wanted to change things. It had been far too long since the last time the two of you fucked. And you wanted to change that. Hence, why you had decided to buy the cute, dainty black set of lingerie at the department store when you had been shopping that past weekend.

The piece wasn't too frilly and suited your style perfectly while also adhering to your boyfriend's favourite colour- which was always pitch black.

The set slipped onto your frame easily, and in no time at all, you had positioned yourself atop the living room couch, completely bare save for the thin pieces of black fabric covering your most-sensitive parts.

With a glance at the nearby kitchen clock, you read that it was nearing midnight.

He'd be coming home any minute now- your thoughts were interrupted by the sound of the electronic keypad beeping just outside your shared apartment's front door.

Your boyfriend crossed the threshold of the apartment silently, head down as he typed away furiously at something on his phone. Probably song lyrics that had graced his mind as he was making his trek home.

Staying quiet and ever still, you watched in anticipation, heart leaping into your throat as he slipped his shoes off and threw his backpack down on the nearby kitchen counter.

And that's when his head turned upwards and his gaze immediately slid to your form. His eyes locked onto your black-lace-clad skin, pupils darkening instantly.

"Welcome home, baby..." You began, voice coming out soft and meek.

In an instant, he was upon you, a wide, sardonic kind of smirk spreading across his lips. "And what do we have here, hmm?" He asked, hands splaying across your knees and pulling your legs apart so that he could nestle between you on the couch.

A nervous, high-pitched giggle escaped out of you at the lust that danced in his eyes just then. "Oh, you know... just a little surprise I thought you'd enjoy."

His hands stopped their hike up your legs at your words, as he rose a dark eyebrow your way. "Surprise? And what have a done to earn such a thing, baby girl?" He leaned into you, pressing a heated kiss against your forehead.

Your fingers found their way into his hair, as his mouth traveled down until your lips collided in a passionate kiss. "You've just been working so damn hard these past few weeks. Thought you deserved something special." You smiled up at him when the two of you pulled apart. "D-Do you like it?"

"Like it?" Chan scoffed, nails digging into the flesh of your warm, uncovered hips. "Baby girl- I'm doing everything in my power to resist the urge to not rip this off of you right this instant and fuck you."

You stared at him with big eyes, the hot arousal pooling in the depths of your centre. "Please- Chan-" And you didn't need to say anything else at that moment. Your desperation for him was apparent just by the way your hands clutched onto his dark hair, the way your cheeks heated with a flush.

And he felt the same way, as his mouth slowly pulled away from yours, beginning to press slow, open-mouthed kisses against your chin, before moving down the column of your neck.

Yes, the black lingerie was a hell of a good idea.

*ੈ✩‧₊˚🌾 lee know

"You know why you're getting punished, kitten?" Minho ground out, just as he landed another cruel blow to your sore asscheek.

You all but whimpered into the pillow that your face was stuffed against. It was fucking humiliating - the tears that spilled down your cheeks, unbidden, the pants that fled from your lips, and especially- the liquid arousal that seeped out of you, wetting your legs in agonizing rivulets.

But your boyfriend wasn't one to give up easily. No, he loved the chase. He craved the fight. Especially the one you'd put up every time he edged you so close to the edge - make you feel so loved yet so alone at the same time.

He could be a cruel tease at times, and when that side came out of it, your body took the worst of the temperament change. All red and sore and raw the day after, from his crazed passions for you and you alone.

But, at that moment, it had been a grave mistake, not to answer him.

All at once, you felt his nimble fingers wind into your locks, yanking on your hair until your scalp burned in fiery protest. He was pulling your head back and away from the downy pillow. "What was that? Couldn't hear you... speak up for me, kitten." He said in a growl, slapping your skin for what felt like the hundredth time the night.

"I-I wore the lingerie without your permission." You whined in a desperate kind of tone. Your eyes were squeezed shut, holding back the cries that threatened to spill from your lips at the rough feeling of the calluses on his palms hitting your exposed flesh. Again, and again, and again.

"And why'd you do that, when you know the rules?"

"J-Just wanted to try it on... for fun!" You said, a strangled moan flooding out from deep inside of you at the feeling of his warm hand rubbing at your abused asscheeks.

One moment he was tender and caring, and the next, he was ruthless. It gave you total and complete whiplash - but in the best of ways.

"Hmm... and do you think a greedy slut like you deserves my cock?" He mused. But you knew he wasn't asking the question and expecting a response. Not a truthful one, anyway. It was clear from his voice, which was dripping with darkness and lust.

"N-No!" You lied. Because you did want it. You wanted it so bad. You had been wanting it since that morning- when you had discovered the red set of lingerie that you had seemingly forgotten about, buried deep inside your closet.

In a desperate moment, you pulled it out and tried it on, snapping a picture of you in the ensemble and sending it to your boyfriend Minho.

But that had been a terrible lapse of your judgment - sending the alluring photo, as it had only made him angry... to see what he couldn't have at that moment - since his day was jam-packed with schedules.

"Good kitten," he began, ripping you out of the blissful daze that you had fallen into from the slight reprieve he had gifted you by not spanking your ass, as his hand suddenly landed another cruel blow to your red cheeks.

You withered under his touch, reacting just the way he liked - moaning just the way he liked, shivering in both pain and delight, just the way he liked.

"Now, you're gonna count for me until you cum just by my slaps alone. You got that, kitten?"

You swallowed down a wail at his command. Because fuck, you didn't know how you were going to survive the night. You never should've sent that picture in the first place.

Nevertheless, your lips were moving and forming the words before you even understood what you were saying. "Y-Yes, sir."

*ੈ✩‧₊˚🌾 changbin

Your boyfriend Changbin all but turned into a muscly, red tomato whenever you wore lingerie around him. It was a common occurrence for you, to dress up for him and parade around the house until he couldn't take it anymore, finally giving into his urges and taking you wherever you were currently standing.

On this occasion, the two of you had been chilling at home on your shared day off.

At least, you had been chilling.

In your favourite dark-blue lingerie set.

While Changbin, on the other hand, had been a bumbling, tripping fool, practically following you around like a little lap dog everywhere you went.

You were wearing the set because 1.) it made you feel sexy and confident, and 2.) you fucking loved the way it made your boyfriend go crazy.

It was rare that you got a rise out of him when it came to the bedroom, so it felt good that your lingerie pieces were the sole thing that did it in for him. It was like his kryptonite. You liked feeling the little power that you held over him, even if it was just for a few hours.

The two of you were busy cooking lunch when the final straw broke the proverbial camel's back.

It started with you innocently bending down and into the fridge to retrieve a few eggs for the cookies that you were trying to make. And maybe you stuck your ass out a little more than what was called for. And maybe you arched your back just a tiny bit. But it was all in good fun, right?

Wrong.

"Fuck!" Your boyfriend suddenly yelled, his raised voice echoing across your apartment. Then, you heard something hard - like a knife - hit the cutting board that was positioned atop the kitchen counter nearby.

Confused as to what the big commotion was, you grabbed the eggs from their carton and shut the fridge door. "Changbin babe, what-" You began, but didn't even have time to finish your sentence, as your boyfriend rounded the corner of the kitchen.

In a single breath, he was upon you. Thick, muscular shoulders heaving up and down with his labored breathing. Jaw clenched tight. The heated anguish ran clear through his brown eyes.

"You know what the fuck is wrong, sweetheart," he pointed an accusatory finger at you, eyes raking down your scantily clad form. "All of this? Really?" He was glaring at you then, but it wasn't threatening in the least bit.

Instead, it just pushed you closer to the edge.

Heightened the arousal that had already been steadily pooling between your legs throughout the day - as you felt your boyfriend's focus linger on you one too many times.

"I don't know what you could possibly mean..." Your voice trailed off, as you chose to play dumb from it all. Leaning your hips against the kitchen counter at your back, you looked up at him with wide eyes, trying to put that innocent pout on your face that always drove him up the fucking walls. "I thought you liked this piece on me."

He said nothing more after that, instead choosing to express himself by smashing his lips against yours in a fervent kiss. It was so desperate that teeth clashed against teeth. And before you knew it, his thick hands were wrapping around your bare waist, hoisting you up onto the kitchen countertop, arms flexing from the weight of you.

"Yeah, I love it so much," he deadpanned when the two of you pulled apart to catch your breaths. His fingers were already tracing up your inner thighs, nearing your dripping core. "And now I'm gonna fuck you in it, too. To show you how much I fucking adore it- and you." He grunted, tilting back into you and capturing your mouth up into another desirous kiss.

*ੈ✩‧₊˚🌾 hyunjin

Originally, your boyfriend Hyunjin had made out the idea to be pretty straightforward.

He had proposed a painting session with you on one of the nights that he was free from his work duties, where he'd use your body as his model. The inspiration for him to do so had struck him earlier that week after he had watched a romantic movie and wanted to re-create one of the scenes that he loved so much.

However, he failed to mention the attire that he wanted you to wear.

Which was a light green lingerie set. The panties were so small, they didn't even cover one-third of your ass.

But, regardless, you had wanted to make him happy. Hyunjin had been gushing about the 'session' since he first thought up the idea, and you were never one to stand in the middle of him and his craft.

So you played it cool - real cool - and strutted into your shared apartment's spare bedroom - which he used as his art studio - on the night that the two of you had planned for. The lights inside were dimmed, with the tiny, twinkling faerie ones hung up and around the scene that your boyfriend had set out for the occasion; it was all light green and pink tulle, soft yellow roses, and pale purple throw pillows.

Hyunjin pulled his focus away from the easel that he was setting up at the sound of your presence.

And you watched, biting down hard on your lip, at the shiver that ran through his entire body upon the sight of you.

"I-I'm ready..." You said in a gentle voice, fingers clutching onto the hem of the thin fabric at your waist, trying to yank it down and cover yourself as best as you could.

"Yeah- okay, uhm, just sit over there." He pointed to the center of the room, right where the pillows and white fuzzy blankets were. You nodded at him, offering a tiny smile. And the way he couldn't drag his eyes away from your form did not go unnoticed by you.

Things went rather smoothly after that, as Hyunjin directed your movements, the silence lapsing between the two of you once more. Soft jazz music played in the background, and your gaze was locked on your boyfriend, as he concentrated on getting your pose down on his canvas.

He always looked so fucking hot when he was incredibly focused like that - whether it be from learning a new choreo or jotting down notes for a painting he was creating.

Either way, the sight of his furrowed brows, slightly pursed lips, and flexing jaw stirred something deep and swarthy inside of you.

"Can you like, not do that, darling?"

His question pulled you out of your daze of relaxation, as you frowned in confusion. You started to move, lifting your chin away from where it had been easily resting in your palm. "What- am I not sitting the right-"

He groaned then, running a frantic hand through his long pink locks, "No, I mean- look at me like that."

That left you even more uncertain. "I don't understand-"

"I'm already fucking having a hard time with all of this," his hand pulled away from his hair, motioning towards your general direction. "It's just- fuck-"

Immediately, the puzzle pieces locked together in your mind.

All of this.

Meaning, your sexy attire.

Ever so slowly, you sat up from your laying position. With your spine pressed firmly against the wall behind you, cushioned by a few pillows. Silently, your fingers clutched onto either side of your knees, opening up your legs to him in a hushed offering.

His gaze locked onto you then - pupils dilating at the sight of your barely-covered cunt. Just waiting and pulsing for him alone.

"Fuck it- we'll finish this later." That was the last thing he said before he threw his paintbrush down onto the stand that was just beside his easel, diving headfirst toward you.

*ੈ✩‧₊˚🌾 jisung

"Don't wear the panties!" You heard your boyfriend Jisung yell from just outside the bathroom door.

Rolling your eyes at his antics, you fit the bra piece onto your form. The two of you had just come back from a busy day of shopping out on the town. And for a 'special gift,' Jisung had decided to buy you a cute, dark-purple lingerie set.

You hadn't purchased new lingerie in a while, so it was exciting for the both of you to get home later that day so that you could play around with it.

As soon as you walked through your apartment door, Jisung dragged you to the bedroom to have you try it on.

'Just for fun,' he had said.

Yeah, right.

You both knew where trying it on would lead...

It would most-likely end up with you sprawled out across the bed, legs being pried open by your boyfriend as his tongue absolutely ravaged you. As he kept his head buried between your shaking legs for hours at a time, tongue drawing lazy patterns against your dripping cunt.

You in lingerie brought out a different side of Jisung, one that resulted in long nights and arduous amounts of oral.

And neither of you were complaining about it.

You pushed the bathroom door open, leaning against its frame, a tiny smirk stretching the corners of your mouth. "And why do I have to forgo the panties?" You asked, laughing at the way your boyfriend's mouth all but hung open at the sight of you. You were completely nude, save for the tiny purple fabric that stretched tightly around your chest.

Immediately, he was standing up from his perch on the edge of the bed, shucking off his black sweatpants in one practiced move. "Because- princess, it's easier that way."

"And what, pray tell, are you doing, mister?" You gave him a knowing look as he continued to strip himself down until he was only in his boxers.

"Progressing things, that's what." He threw you a wink before he was nearing you like a ghost in the night. Fingers already reaching out to try and brush over your breasts, which were barely covered from the flimsy fabric of the corset-like top.

"Ah- not so fast..." You said, shaking your head at his antics. He really was like a rabid dog in heat when it came to you. Your fingers traced the waistband of his boxers, slowly dragging it down his legs. "An eye for an eye- a pantie for a pantie, right?"

Upon reveal of his cock, you noticed how it was already swelled and curling up towards his stomach, the head a lush crimson and pearling with pre-cum.

Once the boxers were completely off of him, Jisung made haste of wrapping both arms around your waist, raising you up and off of the ground, and walking over to the bed where he all but threw you atop the mattress.

You squealed in delight at the sudden movement, marveling at the way his time in the gym had paid off - by the way that he was able to carry you around so effortlessly.

You pushed yourself up the bed until your head was resting comfortably against a soft pillow. Jisung stared down at you, the fire brightening in his eyes at the sight of you - all splayed out for him and waiting with gooseflesh and pink-tinged cheeks.

"And now, lemme get a good look at this pretty pussy of yours..." He mused, voice registering low inside of his chest.

Your heart fluttered at the way his hands pried your legs open, at the way his eyes glazed over upon seeing your glistening core.

"Fuck- you gonna be good for me, princess? Gonna let me fuck you nice and long?"

He was already swiping a few fingers across your moistened cunt, pulling a breathless moan from deep inside of you.

"Y-Yes, always..." You mewled, squirming underneath him as one of his practiced digits slid into you.

"Good girl." He whispered, just as his thumb pressed down hard against your clit, forcing a shiver to race up the length of your spine. It was definitely going to be a long night.

*ੈ✩‧₊˚🌾 felix

Your mouth fell open, but no sound came out of it.

You just lay there, completely silent - yet wanting to say something, do something. Your cheeks felt like they were on fire, your limbs soft as jelly, your core engorged and aching with so much want.

It felt like your heart was going to beat out of your fucking chest, the breath constricting inside your throat painfully.

Your boyfriend Felix was all but a grunting mess on top of you, rigid cock thrusting up into you so well that you kept seeing stars every time he hit that gooey spot deep within you.

"L-Lix," You finally managed to cry out, nails raking down his sweat-slick back as he set a furious pace, ramming against your walls in just the right way. Just how you liked it.

"What is it, angel?" He asked, voice low as death and gravelly from arousal. One of his hands clutched at your bare hip, while the other rested against your breath, fingers playing with one of your erect nipples... twisting, massaging, pulling, before doing everything all over again. "Cat got your tongue?"

The dim mirth was laden in his tone because he knew you like the back of his hand- knew how it was always so hard for you to articulate any kind of sentence, voice any kind of words, whenever you were so fucked out like this. Whenever his hands and tongue and cock had brought you over the edge, again and again, you lost count of your orgasms.

Cracking your eyes open, your focus landed on the lingerie set that was laying just off to the side, still on the bed. The one that he had carefully taken off of you earlier, after he had teased you endlessly while it was still on - fingers dancing over your hardened nipples, dipping into the front of the panties, before coming out and licking his fingers clean of you.

The set was baby pink and made of thin lace and satin.

Felix always loved dressing you up - loved seeing you in light colors, with all the frills and ruffles imaginable.

He said it made it all the more sweeter, when he buried himself balls-deep inside of you, fucking you senseless. When he made you scream his name so much, your tone growing so loud and scratchy, that you completely lost your voice the next day.

The corruption kink was real with this one.

"F-Feels so good," you said in a high-pitched whine, as his fingers pinched down on your stiffened bud just as he slotted himself into you, reaching that blissful spot once more.

You didn't know what orgasm you were on at that point, but all you knew was that it felt amazing.

The sex was always mind-blowing whenever you'd dress up for him; was always long, passionate, and yet rough, all at the same time.

What could you say... seeing you in light, innocent lingerie always made your boyfriend super fucking horny.

"Yeah?" He mused, nails digging into the flesh at your side, surely leaving marks for the next day. He bent down into you, lips attaching to your chest and sucking harshly on your exposed nipple. All the while, he continued to slam into you, the thrusts turning sloppy from the slick of your heat. "Like when I stretch you out so good- so well?"

You nodded your head frantically, hands moving up to clutch at his blonde roots as one of his hands moved your legs so that he was hitting a new spot inside of you. It all felt so fucking good and casted galaxy after galaxy across your vision. "Mhm- love your cock!" You suddenly wailed out, yanking at his locks as the tip of him hit into you so hard, you swore you broke underneath him. Just by his touch alone.

"Holy shit- you're so fucking tight," He groaned, and just with the tonal shift in him, you could tell that he was nearing his release. Finally, after he had held it back so many times just that night alone. "So damn perfect, angel... and all mine."

*ੈ✩‧₊˚🌾 seungmin

"Why the fuck are you wearing that out?" Your boyfriend Seungmin asked, voice gravely low in your ear. He was leaning into you, warm breath fanning against your cheek and sending a harsh shiver to shoot down your spine.

For the award show that night, you had decided to wear a satiny, bright yellow, flowered A-line sundress. It stood out from the crowd, as the rest of the women attending the show were dressed in full-length ballgowns. But you wanted to be different. Seungmin had coordinated with your outfit by wearing a yellow bowtie, but that's as far as his stylists would allow him to go. He was already pushing the boundaries by bringing you to one of the year's biggest award shows.

He had wanted to prove to everyone that he could do it - that he could make it work.

And apparently, the point had gotten across.

Since already, the two of you and the rest of the boys had celebrities come out of the woodwork to applaud Seungmin's blatant show of a romantic relationship.

But, besides the sundress, you had also decided to wear a cute lingerie set underneath. It was hot pink and yellow and matched your outward look perfectly.

However, during the long night, your dress had ridden up while you sat there at Stray Kid's designated table for hours at a time. And Seungmin had caught on to the garb that you had hidden just underneath the thin fabric of your dress.

Perhaps you had worn it to get a rise out of him- since you knew how much he hated others seeing you in sexy attire... even if it was just a slightly-revealing top.

Or, perhaps you had worn it to feel confident when stepping into a world that was unknown to you.

Either way, the dim look that Seungmin leveled your way just then, as you sat beside him at the table, forced an erratic throb to shoot through your heart.

"I don't know... I thought it was pretty." You said in a quiet voice, eyes trailing down to your lap, where your fingers played with the hem of your dress. It had ridden up so much that a side of the panties was peaking out beneath the yellow fabric of your dress. It wasn't noticeable to anyone else, save for the man sitting beside you.

"Oh, I'll show you pretty, love," He grumbled in that silken voice that he only used around you - typically when you guys were alone, in your apartment, and he was bending you over any nearby surface to have his way with you.

A zap of energy ran through your veins then, and you watched in bated silence as Seungmin leaned over to Chan to whisper something in his ear. The leader nodded once, before giving you a soft look. Then, your boyfriend was standing up. In no time at all, he had his fingers clasped around one of your wrists, yanking you out of your chair and leading your stumbling form behind him as he strutted out of the award show's main atrium.

Then, all at once, he was nearing one of the single-stalled bathrooms that were interspersed throughout the venue.

Eyes widening, you tried to pull your wrist out of his tight, vice-like grip. "Seung- I-" You already knew what would happen next, the mix of anticipation and arousal swirling in the pit of your stomach from just thinking about it.

Your boyfriend's eyes flashed with swarthy annoyance, "In." Is all he said, practically pushing you into the tight bathroom. Your legs wobbled, turning to jelly right then and there. Seungmin shut and locked the door behind him. "Now, bend over the counter so that I can asses what you've done."

And you knew there was no arguing with him when he was like this. Seungmin's jealousy could easily go unchecked when the two of you were out with the others - but especially if he felt like you had disrespected him in some way.

For him, you parading around one of the biggest award shows in the country scantily clad in lingerie was probably one of the most disrespectful things you could ever do to him.

So, biting down hard on your bottom lip, you heeded his command. Leaning your elbows against the cold granite of the bathroom skin's countertop, you held your breath as you waited for his next move.

Ever so slowly, like the touch of a phantom, you felt your boyfriend's fingers dance up your sides, lifting the fabric of your sundress. He stopped when your backside was exposed, tsking darkly at the way most of your ass was bared for all to see. "Such a naughty little thing... need to be taught a lesson, hmm?"

You screwed your eyes shut then, the moans already clawing at the edge of your throat when you distinctly felt his nimble fingers playing with the strap of your panties.

Hopefully, he'd have enough mercy to stop, before he completely ruined you and ultimately forced you to go back out there to the award show - waddling like a pathetic and helpless bitch because your boyfriend had been a little too ruthless with the fucking in the bathroom.

*ੈ✩‧₊˚🌾 jeongin

"Baby..." You wailed in exasperation, pulling at your boyfriend's arm. You had been trying to get his attention all night. But of course, he was too busy with his friends and his stupid game to pay you any mind.

"Hmm- just one second, pretty... I gotta clear this level and then-" Jeongin began, but you were already sighing in frustration before he could finish his words.

You sat down on the spacious couch, watching - and thinking - as he furiously smashed away at his keyboard, hunched over the desk that was positioned in your apartment's living room, his completely focused on the bright screen in front of him.

If he wasn't going to pay any attention to you, then fine. You'd have your fun without him.

A genius idea dawned across the forefront of your mind just then, and you hurriedly made your way into your closet to retrieve your secret weapon. You had used it before - but only a couple of times, to keep the appeal alive.

After shimmying your way into the snow-white, satin lingerie set, you flitted into the bathroom, carefully brushing out your hair and adding a soft pink lipstick to level up the look.

You padded out to Jeongin once more in silence, not saying a word as you propped yourself against his desk. His eyes were still locked on the computer screen in front of him, so you began to draw lazy circles in the grain of the wood at your side.

"What do you want for dinner?" You asked, because although he was wearing his headset - which was how he could communicate with his friends while playing - you knew that he could still hear you.

For a brief second, he pulled his gaze away from his game to look at you. And immediately, he froze in his chair, spine stiffening, shoulders shaking just a tiny bit in reaction to your new... garment.

His lips parted somewhat, a tinge of red dusting across the tops of his ears that were exposed against his messy black hair. "You." He breathed out, eyes dancing with a myriad of feelings all at once, but mostly, wild desire.

You laughed at that. "What?" You asked, slightly confused.

Then, he was moving again, pressing a button on his headset and speaking into it, "Sorry boys, boyfriend duties call. I'll catch up later, yeah?" He didn't even wait for a reply, as he shut off the game entirely. He swiveled his chair around so that he was facing you completely. "I fucking want you for dinner."

Now you were the one with red ears. "B-But, you've been ignoring me all night... like, you don't want me."

Jeongin groaned, running a frantic hand through his long locks. "Damn it-" He cursed under his breath, scrubbing at his face with a few long fingers. "I'm sorry, pretty, I got too carried away with the game. And no, you're wrong- I do want you. So bad. All of the time."

He found your eyes after that, and your gazes locked, a spark of lighting igniting between the two of you at the way your breath unexpectedly became labored under his gaze. His eyes always did that to you - made you go crazy, when he'd look at you with such intensity, it felt like he was fucking undressing you with just his stare alone.

You felt yourself heating up at the way he studied you, at the way his blown-out pupils traced down the length of you, taking in every inch of your exposed skin and the beautiful white lingerie set.

"So c'mere and lemme get a taste of you, pretty.” You couldn't even hide the satisfied smile that spread across your lips at his words.

Jeongin was reaching out to you, hands supple and earnest, as he carefully guided you onto his lap. You fit on top of him perfectly, like the two of you were meant to always be close - in the most intimate of ways.

Fin.

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iheartred · 2 years

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the blackphone x reader

m.list

sleepover headcanons !!

cw : fluff/crack / being stupid funny teens with blackphone characters / reader has no gender

a/n : I have school in like 2 and a half hours and I'm freaking out(it's 3:35am as I'm writing this) AAA agh omg omg anyways enjoy this before I try to go back to sleep ♡♡

So general headcanon before how I think the sleepover would go :

I really think the whole thing would be planned out by Finney and Bruce.

Bruce (over the phone) : dude dude dude

Finney : yea yea yea ??

Bruce : we should have a sleepover

Finney : uhm yea sure

Finney was so caught off guard but he agreed because he had never been to a sleepover. Ofcourse this doesn't mean he's sure he's even able to go, he'd have to ask his dad (which would take a bit of convincing)

besides that, I think he'd be able to go. Bruce would ask him to ask anyone he knew if they wanted to go. Finney was kinda scared of what kind of a sleepover Bruce was trying to plan because he's never slept under the same roof with more than 2 other people.

He did ask Robin if he wanted to go, which Robin then invited Vance. Robin would also probably have to convince his uncle a little, like give him reasons as to why he should go and have like a full on presentation. His uncle let him go because the presentation was funny

Vance got the okay from his mom and he told Robin and Finney about it. They went silent after he told them that he didn't have to convince his parents

Vance : You d-ckwads still there??? If not I'm gonna hang up

Finney : OKAY okay just let me give you the information first jeez

Robin (questioning everything) : how ???

Bruce invited Billy and you. It was kinda out of the blue since Billy and him don't talk very much but it was very much appreciated on Billy's end. The week before, Billy probably had to do some chores in return of going to this sleepover. Other than that Billy got the okay to go

Bruce : Y/N

you : BRUCE

Bruce : WANNA SLEEPOVER ???

You : UH SURE??? wait I gotta ask hold on

Bruce : OKAY COOL

Your mom : STOP YELLING ON THE PHONE.

You guys apoligize before your mom said sure and you guys all hung up.

Lets just say everyone at the table was laughing over the whole thing

you punched Bruce in the shoulder at school the next day

NOW FOR THE REAL THING !!!

Now all Bruce had to do was call everyone over and ask who's house this was gonna be at

Vance : are you telling me that your dumba-s didn't think of who's house this would be at???

Bruce : I DIDNT THINK THERED BE THAT MUCH PEOPLE

Finney : this isn't that much people

Bruce : dude, I have a younger siblings and two parents who are probably not gonna be in the mood for 6 teens + my little sister in the house.

Now you guys are thinking of who's house this'll be at

Can't be Robin's, Finney's, or Billy's they're houses would be two crowded. Your house was just not open that day because you knew your mom would be way to tired to even wanna deal with 5 other kids besides you. Vance is like no but after 2 days of calling back to back from Robin,Finney, and Bruce he finally agreed.

Bruce : vanc-

Vance : no

After 5 minutes

Finney : hey vanc-

Vance : no

Another 5 minutes go by

Robin : VANC-

Vance : I swear to God.

Thats pretty much how that went

Vance's house is probably not that big from it just being him and his mom but it's still has enough space to fit a group of idiotic teenagers.

You : Dude your house is so nice what???

Vance's mom : Aw thanks sweetheart ♡

Income his mom and everyone's jaws drop.

Literally everyone is blushing over how nice/attractive his mom is, I mean how else would he get his good-looking from I guess

Bruce : haha thanks for letting us stay over Ms. Hopper!

Ms. Hopper : oh just call me Anny sweety ♡ (idk that's not her real name I'm just winging it leave me alone)

Vance : okay mom that's enough we can take it from here

He literally has to push his mom away so everyone would stop swooning

Billy probably brought his own money so he could buy pizza for everyone, everyone is great full for him

Bruce probably brought some video games for everyone to play, and Robin brought some movies from his place

Finney didn't know what he should've brought so he just grabbed whatever snacks he could from his pantry and ran out the house

Finney : SORRY OKAY BYE DAD

His dad : Bye Finney- wait where'd my chips go

Finney got an angry call from his dad that night

I feel like the sleeping situation would be downstairs in his living room, and Vance would just tell everyone to choose their "forever" spots

Robin and Finney would partner up and you would end up between Vance and Bruce. And that'd leave Billy sleeping on the end of the couch(ofcourse still next to everyone)

you guys would play some video games before the pizza came and Vance's mom would walk out with some more snacks and God was it the worse thing

Bruce and you were complimenting her on her cooking, her hair, her everything. She'd smile and tell Vance how nice his friends were

You : thanks Ms- I mean Anny ♡

Ms. Hopper : ofcourse sweetheart, just shout if you need anything else

You + Bruce(in unison) : okay !

later on Vance would punch your guy's arms and just full on ask you guys what the hell that was

Bruce (in a headlock) : okay okay okay I'm sorry dude

Vance : you better be

Bruce (under his breath) : sorry your mom is so hot

Vance : WHAT WAS THAT YOU LITTLE SH-

Ms.hopper : QUIET DOWN SWEETY. THE NEIGHBLRS ARE GONNA COMPLAIN.

you guys all apoligize, and everyone else is just on the floor dying

I feel like Billy would be great at telling spooky scary stories and would absolutely just share them with you guys

Robin would share his own but what'd make his so scary is that they're old folktales that his uncle told him as a child so he'd sleep or just not do stupid things in general.

Lets just say Finney didn't get much sleep that night

I feel like Finney and Bruce just absolutely can't handle horror/thriller stuff like he flinch too hard or can't look away so when they're too freaked out someone has to quite literally turn their heads for them

Billy would be in the middle of horror/thriller, he feels like there's only so many GOOD thrillers that he doesn't really get scared easily

Vance just doesn't like them in general, he won't flinch when jumpscares come up nor will he ever look at the TV when he knows somethings up. It makes everyone very confused

Robin would just stare at the TV with so much admiration and just so amazed when they show a good scare

Everyone else (looking away)

Robin : Guys guys did you see that??? That was pretty awesome wasn't it???

Its like the TV and his eyes are just stuck to eachother

I feel like Bruce and Finney would be used to falling asleep relatively early so they'd be the first to pass out at 9pm

Robin could stay up longer but would be exhausted from the amount of energy he had when he first got there

Vance would probably stay up a little longer and clean up with Billy so his mom wouldn't have to clean up that big of a mess when it's over

And lastly I feel like Billy would be the last and first one up in sleepovers, it's so awkward that whenever that happens he just leaves the house for a bit to give out newspapers and usually gets back before everyone is fully up

Bruce : where'd you go???

Billy : Narnia

Vance : what the f-

Anyways, you fall asleep early with Finney and Bruce just expect to be crushed by the morning because they will turn over and end up with their foot up your nose

If you fall asleep pretty late with Robin or Vance just expect to be pushed to the end of the couch or freezing in the morning because they'll probably also be sprawled out like a starfish

And if you pull an all nighter with Billy expect a whole late knight conversation with him. I feel like he'd talk about anything and everything, whether it'd be dumb school drama or some really philosophical things you'd think about when h-gh

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#the black phone #the blackphone x reader #the blackphone headcanons #finney blake x reader #Robin Arellano x reader #Bruce yamada x reader #Vance hopper x reader #Billy Showalter x reader

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seananmcguire · 11 months

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Hi Seanan! I recently threw some more of your creatures into the my DnD5e-ish game I'm running- I homebrewed a Cait Sidhe race, and let my players rescue a colony of Aeslin Mice (redubbed "loremice," so I don't have to figure out what "Aeslin" means when my players ask.) The mice have so far named a God of Smokey Rescue, a God of Deceptive Size, and a God of Ominous Declaration. :)

I realize I could make up whatever rules I want for their specifics, since it's my game and I haven't gotten my players to read your work yet, so they wouldn't notice any inaccuracies. But I think it'd be cool to portray them as accurately as possible to the way you see them.

So! If you're willing, I have a couple questions!

1. Do you know what the rough ratio of Shadow Roads distance to not-Shadow-Roads distance is? I'm homebrewing a spell for the Cait Sidhe Shadow Roads thing, and I'd like to give my Cait Sidhe player some hard numbers to work with when they wanna push the limits of their range.

2. For the same player, can you share what the Shadow Roads look like to a Cait Sidhe? We can assume Tybalt isn't as blind as October is in there, but I can't remember her ever asking him precisely how he navigates.

3. I was gonna remove the Aeslin "God/Priestess" gender distinction for my loremice, because the women at my table would have questions and I wouldn't know how to justify it. I don't expect you'd mind much, but it feels mildly disrespectful to the source material anyway (like, what if I'm just using this as an excuse to remove it, because I dislike this Aeslin habit myself?). So I'm torn. Do you know an explanation I could give my players to make sure they don't mistake the mice as sexist?

3.5. I was also considering a compromise solution to this. I'm considering making all the player characters "Gods" to the mice initially, then having the mice switch to using "Priest(ess)" to refer to PCs who converse most directly with the mice, who make the most effort to force their way past the HAILs and be treated as equals. I'd have them act slightly more casual and less reverent to the Priests and Priestesses, make it easier for them to hold productive conversations with the mice than it is for Gods. I felt this could pay enough homage to your work to alleviate my baseless guilt, while beating the potential sexism allegations. And since I have you here on Tumblr, I wanted to get your input on it- is that uncomfortably far from your vision of Aeslin Worship?

If you can't answer any of these, either because they feel spoilery or because you haven't canonized answers to them in your own head, that's fine! I can figure it out. But you've found time for my Tumblr asks before, so I figure I may as well run it by you.

Maybe I'll add Cu Sidhe as a playable race next... if my players are mature enough to handle how I believe it's pronounced, haha.

This is all very neat, but I started my numbered list before I said that, and can't get out of it!

About 1:10.

The Shadow Roads are absolute blackness even to the Cait Sidhe. They're just a little warmer/it's possible to breathe there, if not comfortably. They navigate by feel, and generally "know" when it's time to exit to the "real world" again.

It's not disrespectful to the source material, honest. The mice who live with the Price family, whether Portland or Penton Hall, are still operating under a foundational commandment that Beth Evans didn't know she was giving, when she told them they couldn't set her above her husband, who they had already declared a god. So the mice aren't sexist, because they barely comprehend human sexual dimorphism: they're just following the orders they were given when they were first adopted by this particular liturgical tradition. A colony that hadn't received that commandment could pick any other set of titles. As a rule, you will have two: one for people who are worshiped but not listened to, and one the other way around.

That works!

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cosmicdream222 · 18 days

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Some of my manifestations from last week (with photos)

Surprise gifts

My bestie A and I regularly update each other with about our daily plan for affirming etc to keep each other accountable. I said I was manifesting VIP treatment, put on some subs and affirmed while I was making breakfast (yes I’m not a morning person and make breakfast at nearly noon 😭)

Not even a half hour later, I received a surprise delivery from Amazon:

My friend L, who lives out of state, sent me food and new bowls for the stray cats I feed, and treats for my cats (Stella & Panini are my cats’ names 😹)

VIP treatment

That evening I worked a brand ambassador gig that I booked only a couple days before. I’ve been avoiding working as much as possible lately lol but this one was nearby and paid well. It happened to be a giveaway event partnering with a local radio station and ended up being fun. One of the radio DJs was there, and me as the sponsor brand representative was given the same level of VIP treatment as the radio DJ! There was an event coordinator who basically did all the work and I just got to stand around looking pretty and getting paid for it. 😭

Gift card

After work I got home and found another package from my friend L with a gift card for me 💕

More cat food

A few days later, my neighbor left a huge box of cat food at my door. My cats are getting more spoiled than me 😂

An air fryer

This one is cool because I specifically wanted to manifest this. I had heard about air fryers for a while now and it seemed like something I would use, but I didn’t really feel the need to buy one. A couple weeks ago I was at Trader Joe’s with my mom and the cashier was saying how much he loooved his air fryer and telling me all the things I could make with it. I decided that moment I would just manifest one eventually, and forgot about it.

So the other day my mom comes to pick me up for a family lunch and she has a huge box in her hands - an air fryer?? She says jokingly “happy birthday” - my birthday isn’t for another 4 months! She said she just felt like I needed one 🤷🏻‍♀️

It’s so cute and I’ve already used it a couple times 💕

Attention from sp

Soo I have this crush-type guy we’ll call D. He’s one of my best friends and we’ve talked nearly every day for 3 years. I can talk to him about anything, including all things supernatural and shifting. We have admitted to having feelings for each other, and even had “online boyfriend” vibes for a while, but we live in different states, and he didn’t want to do long distance. I was sad and anxious about it for a while, but since I found out about loa and shifting, I realized none of it mattered and I could just shift to a reality where we’re together already 😂

Anyway I had become detached and stopped really thinking about him in a romantic way for a while. However, I realized since I basically didn’t care and wasn’t thinking about him, he was becoming distant in response. We hadn’t been really flirty or romantic in a few months, and I hadn’t even talked to him in a week, which was unusual. Although I wasn’t anxious about it or anything, I was still missing talking to one of my best friends. So I just started assuming he would go back to blowing up my phone all day, and I sent him some mental telepathy messages about what I wanted.

Monday morning he messaged me apologizing for being distant. He had been traveling for spring vacation and took a break from his phone. He then basically spent the whole week trying to make up for it, being super attentive, listening to my long ramblings about my void and shifting progress, sending me selfies every day, being more sweet and romantic than he had been in months, and kept telling me how pretty I was 🥰

Losing a follower LOL

This is just a funny one to round out my list. I hadn’t been on tumblr in a bit, and when I went to check my asks, I saw I had 556 followers. I thought “darn I missed the angel number, haha maybe someone will unfollow me so I can get the screenshot.” Not 5 min later when I went to look again, it had happened, and I got the screenshot 😂

(Up to 558 now thank you all 💕)

#manifesting #manifesting success #loa

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fairyhaos · 3 months

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hey hey heyy!! i have a question about your first impressions of your moots and anons?

sure! this is gonna be a list of moots first and then the anons after :]

@rubywonu "omg this person is so so sweet 🥰" it's bc she appeared in my inbox asking if we could be moots literally at the Same time that i was considering asking her lmaooo so that was kinda fun

@etherealyoungk "wowee famous person!!" bc her work was always rlly well received and she wrote so well :]

@mirxzii "aww someone wants to be moots with me? 🥺" bc i think roxie was the first person who i didn't know before she asked to be moots and it was so sweet to think that others wanted to be my friend

@blue-jisungs "zanna's bubbly friend" bc literally the only time i used to see axe on my dash was when she was talking w zanna haha and she always sounded sooo bright :>

@gyuswhore was just. sooo intimidating to me for some reason???? she kind of still is but she's also a really cool and really kind person

@woozis @joshuas @meowonhao @goblinvern @leejungchans not to group u guys into one point but it was literally a case of going "holy FUCK TH3SE PEOPLE ARE SO???!! ;;;!? ///??💗💗💗💗" and screaming into my hands bc u r all so cool in my eyes

@weird-bookworm the adorable and sweet person who pops into my inbox literally ALWAYS w joshua stuff hehe

@wheeboo "omg,,,, a moomoo??" bc i saw the whee and i was like OHHHH OH MY GOD THAT'S FOR WHEEIN RIGHT

@hannyoontify @icyminghao idk how to describe it but it was like a feeling of just awww oml this person is so ADORABLE

@wonwoonlight just the vibes of khione being a very gentle and very kind person tbh ^^

and anons (i don't rlly see many of u these days so idk if there's much point in doing everyone 😭) :

🍒 i think it was the joshua lips thing that prompted the first convo????? so it was like "HELL YEAH ANOTHER SUPPORTER ✊" sort of impression haha

🎐 was just soooo sweet n lovely bc we started talking bc of the synaesthesia post and wind chime anon just had an Adorable way of typing haha

🌙/ @mesanthropi it was kinda like... "this person is kinda adorable" bc i kind of KNEW who u were but that didn't make ur conversation any less endearing

🥡/ @h-ao i just remember my pure and utter delight bc sen was sooo friendly and seeing the new named anon in my inbox made my day ^_^

#fairyhaos.tagged #friends <3 #i have a bunch of other moot games in my inbox gays im so sorry im gonna get round to them i promise #anyways!!!!! here this is #sometimes i dont have a clear feeling at the beginning or sometimes #we've had far too many experiences/ one REALLY VIVID EXPERIEBCE so i cant remmeber my first thoughts :]

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bajablastwrites · 2 years

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Haha. Very funny.

Saiki x reader

Readers gender isn’t specified

Summary: Saiki’s powers always have some sort of disadvantage and he just found a new one using clairvoyance or so he says.

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sometimes you laugh at saiki. But it’s for a good reason. A very good reason let me tell you— it’s not mean I swear! But since you’re dating the man you know about his powers and it explains why he would cross his eyes at random moments or just do weird shit sometimes (sometimes cuz he’s weird in general but that’s ok because we love him anyways). So you got to see him use his clairvoyance from up close. And then you laughed at him.

It’s just one of those things you like to tease Kusuo about, there’s no malicious intent when you giggle at him using his powers. When you first laughed he was so confused trying to figure out what was so funny, until he realized you were laughing at him using his clairvoyance.

Your giggling got the best of Kusuo and he decided to see what was so funny.

‘What are you laughing at?’ He said in his usual deadpan voice.

You took a minute to try and compose yourself to actually be able to speak, thought it didn’t really matter since Kusuo can read your mind anyways.

“I’m sorry it’s just that you look so funny using clairvoyance.” You covered your mouth trying your best to contain your laughter as your boyfriend continued to stare at you with a blank face.

‘…how? I’m just crossing my eyes- ok I see the problem now, but it’s not even that funny, I just look weird.’ He said trying to reason with you on why him crossing his eyes is anything but funny.

You obviously didn’t feel the same. “Which is why it’s funny, Ku!” I mean someone’s who’s pretty stoic just randomly crossing his eyes just pretty silly, of course it’s funny!

‘It really isn’t.’ Kusuo said trying to get back to stalking watching his friends.

You smiled and put your head on his shoulder “I still think you look super cute either way!” You said poking his cheek.

Kusuo sighed ‘You’re such a pain, you know that.’ He said as he turned his head away from you as he used his powers to cool his face down.

You smiled “And you’re even worse, but I still love you!” Even if you couldn’t see his face you could tell he was smiling as well.

It’s just funny watching someone as stoic as Kusuo cross his eyes and watching him react to whatever he sees from a third person’s point of view. It’s funny but cute, I mean look at him! Sometimes you smooch his cheek when he’s using clairvoyance and it throws him off because he was so focused at whatever he was looking at.

Another thing is that your thoughts about him distract him. You think he’s cute, handsome and all those wonderful names in the book, and he just can’t focus when you think such nice and wholesome things about him. Stop being nice to your emotionally constipated boyfriend >:(! (Don’t stop. Never stop) Can’t you see he’s in the middle of spying on his friends!

At this point he just pulls you to his lap and holds you while he does his thing. He’ll tell you what he sees and narrates what’s going on as a way to include you in his spying monitoring. Sometimes he’ll just randomly teleport into your room just to tell you about what he sees using clairvoyance. As you place kisses on his face.

#kusuo saiki x reader #saiki kusuo x reader #saiki k x reader #kusuo x reader #saiki x reader #saiki k headcanons #saiki k hcs #saiki kusuo no ψ nan #the disastrous life of saiki k.#saiki kusou no psi nan

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lykaios2 · 6 months

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cowboy f!Leo propaganda but fanfic >>>>

(cowboy f!Leo x fem reader and yes its placed in the wild west)

The doors of the saloon burst open, and everyone turned their heads to see a mysterious figure standing in the cloud of dust that had formed. He scanned the room in front of him, before making his way inside. He was a tall, muscular man with a relaxed, almost unbothered look on his face. He donned a traditional cowboy hat and a long, flowy beige coat, both with a dark blue trim. As he walked to the counter and began to make conversation with the bartender, everyone resumed their activities.

You sat alone at a table, only wanting to enjoy the background noise of all the happenings at the saloon. It was a familiar, comforting sound, and a nice way to relax after a long day. In fact, you were so absorbed in the bustling atmosphere that you hadn’t noticed the man from earlier take a seat next to you at your table.

“Pardon, m’lady, I hope you don’t mind if I sit here.”

“Oh, not at all.”

“Thank you very much, then.”

Now that you could see him up close, he seemed a different person. He had a smile on his face now, as opposed to the not-so-friendly look he wore earlier. From the way he carried himself, you would think not to mess with him. But he was quite relaxed now, humming along to the tune of the music and enjoying his drink. He didn’t seem to be doing much else, so after a minute of silence, you struck up a conversation again.

“So, what brings you to these parts? Don’t believe I’ve seen you around here before.”

“Ah, same as ever. Been looking for a new place to settle down. I’ve been on the road for quite some time now, so it’s real good luck to find a place like this to cool my heels.”

“Have you walked all this way?”

“Oh, heavens no. A man would be crazier ‘n horse feathers to make that kind of trip on foot. I got my trusty steed set up in the stables for the time being.”

“Right, ‘course. So then, whaddya think of our town here?” He looked around, as if to recall everything he had done so far. It wasn’t much, though.

“Can’t say I know too much about it, but I’m takin’ a fancy to it so far.”

“Well, why don’t you stay a while? It’d be my pleasure to show you around, if you’re feeling up to it.”

“Well, I’ll be damned. A kind soul you are, ma’am, and a darn good-lookin’ one too, I must say. I’d be delighted to have you as my guide.”

You blushed a bit at his comment. Not only was he a kind gentleman, but a sweet-talker too. He just smiled innocently, as if he didn’t know what he’d just done. After he finished enjoying the festivities, you led him out into the town. He followed you around as you showed him all the shops, the hotel, the well, and the residential areas.

“What’s your name, by the way? I don’t believe you mentioned it, and I’ve been wondering what to call you by…”

“Oh, my apologies, ma’am. The name’s Leonardo, but you can just call me Leon.”

“Leonardo. Quite a nice name. Sounds very formal.”

“Why, thank you. My dear papa gave it to me.”

“Haha, who else? How is your papa? Still around?”

“He is, thankfully. He’s getting up there in years, though. Doesn’t have much time left in this world. I’d hope to maybe get settled down somewhere before he moves on, so he knows that I’ll be happy.”

He looked a bit sentimental. He went on to tell many stories about his father, and his three brothers. His adventures were incredible. As he talked through the night, you watched the sun go down and the moon come up. After a little while, he stopped talking, and looked up at the night sky, watching the stars. Soon after, he got up from where he was sitting and stretched out his arms.

“Well, it’s gettin’ quite late, I suppose we should be hitting the hay now. Although…” He looked around. “…I don’t believe I’ve got a place to stay.” He turned to you with a sheepish smile on his face. “You wouldn’t happen to have a spare room, now would you?”

“Oh, yes, I do have a guest room, if you’d like to stay.”

“Why, darling, you are just the nicest person I’ve ever met. You know…” he said, taking your hand. “I think I might just stay here a while. Those other towns I came across, they were alright…” he brought your hand up and placed a soft kiss on it. “But none of them had you in there.”

#lykaios writes #rottmnt #rise of the tmnt #tmnt 2018 #teenage mutant ninja turtles #rottmnt leo #rottmnt future leo #rottmnt x reader #cowboy leo #i would contribute a drawing but it probably wouldn't be done before the trend is over #cowboy leo propaganda is real #ngl i forgot he was canonically a cowboy for like two seconds #i liked the fit tho he wore it so well

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dyns33 · 2 years

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Flufftober 25 - Deadpool

Wade Wilson x reader

"This must be your favorite day."

"Because you're a freak."

"I think he understood. Unless he's stupid."

"Haha. You guys are sooooo funny. Halloween, my favourite day, because I wear a mask all the time, and under the mask I look like a moldy avocado. Nobody never said that to me. I think someone did, to Batman, so I'll take that as a compliment."

"You're not as handsome as Batman. With and without the mask."

"Thank you, Yellow, you're adorable."

"More than you, for sure."

Wade didn't know why he kept chatting with the boxes. They were never nice to him and they didn't deserve his attention.

Maybe it was because no one else wanted to talk to him. Despite his best efforts, people still ended up finding him weird, crazy, and dangerous. This was incomprehensible to Wade, who thought he was the best friend in the world.

Loyal, funny, ready to kill if asked, for money or a hug.

According to Spidey, Red, and Moon-Moon, the only heroes who agreed to spend some time with him, he didn't do it well. He was too intense and he had to stop threatening people, whether it was to protect the people he loved, or to ask the people he loved to love him back.

And all of that was when he had his mask on.

No normal person ever gave him a chance seeing his face, running off before they tried to get to know him.

It was a bit hurtful, but Wade could understand. He had already vomited and passed out after seeing himself in a mirror. At the same time.

So even if they said that to be mean, the boxes weren't wrong. His scorched pizza face could only come out on Halloween, because people thought it was a disguise then, and everyone praised him, saying he was really awful, which was so cool. Just for that day.

The other days it was just awful.

"We could enter a contest. We would win a prize."

"At the end, they will understand that it is not a costume and they will throw tomatoes at you while laughing, like Quasimodo."

"Even Quasimodo is more handsome."

"He's not with the girl at the end."

"And Wade is single, I don't see where the problem is."

"I want tacos !" declared Wade, who was tired of listening to them, even though he knew they were going to follow him wherever he went. They were silent only when he shot himself in the head, and never for very long.

It was nice to go out without the mask for once. He decided to put on a cap anyway, to avoid attracting too much attention. If someone asked him, he was a sexy zombie, and a famous one, but incognito, so he didn't accept photos, thank you.

On his way, he passed an ice cream shop, and eating ice cream before the tacos seemed like a good idea. It all ended up in the stomach at the end, the order didn't really matter.

It was a little cold, so there weren't many people in the shop. Some stared at him, both frightened and fascinated, smiling shyly at him when he greeted them.

It was that stupid gesture, to wave his hand to embarrass strangers, that changed his life. Well, maybe not his life, but at least his day.

No, yes, his whole life.

Wade's hand passed very close to the girl who was patiently waiting her turn behind him, touching her hair, and they both jumped at the same time.

The poor innocent backed off, while he immediately apologized, explaining that he hadn't done it on purpose, and that she had no reason to be afraid or disgusted, he wasn't sick or contagious, just ugly.

"Well, I guess there's reason to be disgusted, I have a special face."

"Oh. No, sorry, I was surprised, I was thinking about the ice cream I was going to choose, I thought something was falling on me, like an insect."

"If I was an insect, I would be a dung beetle. Often screwed up, but very useful for the whole world."

The boxes told him he was ridiculous, but that made the young girl laugh. They then told him that she was making fun of him, while she added that he was funny, with a charming smile.

"My name is Y/N." she said, holding out her hand, as if she wanted him to shake it. He couldn't do that, she was way too pretty for him to touch.

"Wade Winston Wilson. Triple W. My dad was an alcoholic, he wanted to call me Georges, but eventually he gave the dog that name, and he loved him more than me."

"I hope that's not true."

"The name story isn't. Shall I buy you ice cream? To make up for almost slapping you. Really sorry, I'll never do that. I'll cut my hand off rather than hit a woman. I've fought women before, but they were bad guys, I mean bad girls, and I think it's pretty feminist of me not to discriminate, but I won't hit a helpless woman who didn't do anything wrong. I'm actually hired to hunt down guys who do this, and sometimes I even do it for free."

This made Y/N laugh again, and Wade considered that she hadn't understood that he was serious.

Not to scare her away, he didn't insist. She had accepted that he pay for her ice cream, if in exchange he agreed to stay a little with her to discuss.

"I thought you wanted tacos." White reminded him.

"But now he wants Y/N."

"She's too good for him. Just like Esmeralda with Quasimodo."

"She's much prettier than Esmeralda."

"What ?" Y/N asked looking at him in surprise.

"Nothing, I... I'm talking to myself, I was thinking of something else. So, not dressed up for Halloween yet ?"

"No, not yet. I'm not sure I'm going out tonight, the streets aren't safe, and I have a date."

Wade did his best to hide his disappointment, so very badly. This made the young woman laugh again.

"I mean, I have a date with my sofa, my television, a blanket and some chocolate."

"I think we have a date with the same person tonight. It's terrible, they're cheating on us, we should get revenge by going out together !"

"Haha, yes, why not."

He had said that as a joke, really. It was one of the only non-serious things he had said since the moment he saw her sweet face and his heart almost stopped beating at so much beauty, and now Y/N had just accepted a go on a date with him.

"No, she's joking too."

"Yes she didn't understand that we were really ugly."

"I'm really ugly." repeated Wade, pointing his fork at his face. "It's not a mask, I look like it all year round. And I'm really hired to punch bad guys, or worse."

"I know. You're Deadpool. You sometimes work with Spiderman and other heroes, I've seen you on the news."

"... And it's okay ?"

"Yes." simply replied the angel who was eating her ice cream in front of him.

White yelled at him that they were probably dead again and dreaming while he was regenerating. Yellow whispered to him that it was a cruel joke, or that she was a Hydra spy who wanted to capture him to study his cells. Wade watched the rainbows and butterflies floating in the air, hearts in his eyes.

Obviously, Y/N didn't see the little hearts, taking his silence for a rejection.

"If I was too quick, I'm sorry, I... You're nice, and funny, and I had a great time with you. But if you're not interested, or you already have someone, or...'

"No ! I'm having a great time too. It's much better than tacos ! I wanted to eat tacos before stopping here."

"Really ? We... We could go have some together? Then I don't know. We'll see. Do you have a number ?"

Convinced that she wouldn't call him, he gave her his personal number. The one he had given to his pals of the Team Red of the Moon, and that was it, because all the other people he knew didn't deserve to know this number, with its brilliant voicemail where he imitated Ryan Reynolds, only knowing his professional phone, where he was making farts noises.

Except that Y/N immediately sent him a message, while they were still together.

"Here. That way we can schedule another date."

"Another date ?"

"Yeah... I mean, unless we don't consider today to be a date. Sorry, we'll schedule a first date."

"I don't know if White and Yellow are right, but I don't care."

"What ?"

"Nothing. Shall we go and eat tacos ?"

Leaving way too much money for the waitress, Wade hopped happily alongside Y/N who was still smiling like he didn't look like an idiot with a ravaged face, and Wade thought to himself that Halloween was maybe actually his favourite day. And that eating ice cream before the meal was a great idea !

#deadpool #deadpool imagine #deadpool x reader #wade wilson #wade wilson x reader #wade wilson imagine #flufftober 2022

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kotoko, the child eaters, and her family

and lucky. strap in man its gonna be a wild ride (watch out for the discussions of cannibalism below the keep reading line if youre uncomfortable with that sort of thing)

JACQUES ROULET

the countrymen came upon the corpse of a boy of 15 (whom roulet had smothered and eaten). two wolves, one later identified as roulet's brother (this'll be important) and the other as Roulet's cousin, were also found eating the boy's corpse. roulet admitted that his parents were the ones who gave him the salve to turn into a wolf, yet the court found his parents to be "respectable, pious" people.

roulet's parents who had given him the means to devour? to smother with the paws he gains upon transformation? the parents who offered no home to a roulet living in poverty? if roulet's brother and cousin had found him so easily, surely his parents could have to? roulet's parents, who's only statement in court is evidence that roulet's brother and cousin should not be held at fault like roulet is because they were "engaged at a distance", and dont come to defend roulet at all? LITTLE RED RIDING HOOD i have less to say here, mostly just to do with WHO the wolf devours. it is the grandmother the wolf devours by pretending to be little red riding hood, the grandmother who the wolf impersonates to devour little red riding hood whole. SATURN/CRONOS (credit to @viewingthevoid for pointing out kotokos possible relation to saturn, check their post out !) cronos, upon receiving the prophecy that his sired children would overthrow him, proceeded to devour them all in an attempt to stop it. what is it that they say about the sins of the father, again...? LUCKY this one's where it starts to be a bit of a stretch. and relies on other theories that arent necessarily confirmed to be true. lucky and the kidnapper appear to be physically similar- both of them have the same pattern of freckles, both wear an outfit in black and white.

if lucky and her kidnapper really were related- her kidnapper would've had to be her brother. i think this also makes sense as to why we never see or hear of lucky's family- because they're the ones kotoko was going after. they're the ones who could've easily made lucky retract her statement, because the kidnapper's father, trying so hard to defend him, is HER father too. now we go to another theory: the girl in pink in harrow is a younger kotoko.

interestingly, we still see "lucky's brother" here, as a shadow standing over kotoko yet not an actual physical appearance of him like every other shot. and surely he couldnt look EXACTLY the same in the past as he does in harrow, right? what if it isn't "lucky's brother", but rather a stand in for kotoko's brother? what if the reason why kotoko's first murder was lucky's brother is because kotoko saw what happened to herself in him, in lucky? in what would happen to lucky. jacques roulet's parents completely leave him in the dust, but the murdered boy's father is the first to hear his screams. cronos, a father, devours his own children. if kotoko's indirect "victim" really was lucky, if someone ELSE killed lucky after kotoko left her on that street (to protect, out of false anger from lack of understanding?)- would it have not been her father? desperate to stop the company's name from being smeared anymore? knowing he can cover it all up if he just wraps up loose ends? if he "devours" his own child, he can stop her from "overthrowing" him. KOTOKO oh, hey kotoko! whats that? oh cool, an interrogation question about your fami-

OH. HAHA. YOUR GRANDMOTHER? LIKE...LIKE LITTLE RED RIDING HOOD? YOUR. YOUR FATHER? YOUR...OLDER BROTHER? haha. wow kotoko. that sure was a strict and direct to the point description of your family too. y'know, all of the other prisoners indulge way more details about their families, and you're the only one who doesnt! in fact, this is the only information kotoko has ever given us about her family! wow! that's strange. I...WONDER...WHY. (did her parents, her family, leave her in the dust like jacques roulet, too? did they "give" her the ability to become a wolf, to devour? was her grandmother consumed by the "wolf" before devouring her too? what did her father do to her after what her older brother could've done? did her mother go along with it all?) (kotoko oh my god watch out! the sins of the father! dont leave lucky behind! THE. THE CYCLE. KOTOKO. KOTOKO!!!!) (theres another post i want to make one day, about how roulet's parents were "pious" people, about how roulet was sentenced to a "madhouse" because he had "forgotten god", about how cronos was apart of greek religion, about how kotoko's second voice drama is called "YONAH", how she speaks of "sinners" so much, how she calls what she does "karmic retribution", how she mirrors AMANE so much...about how amane looks like lucky too, about the sins of the father, about how her reaching to the sky in deep cover can represent both her reaching for lucky and "reaching for the heavens"...religious trauma kotoko is REAL and CAN hurt you)

#milgram #yuzuriha kotoko #kotoko yuzuriha #milgram theory #tw cannibalism #“i've connected the two dots!” “you didn't connect shit.” “i've connected them!”

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The Waves of the Eternal Sea

PROLOGUE: "A REFUGE"

author's note: so sorry to the people who wanted to read Tourmaline's story, and never got to!!! Instead, I gift you the prologue of a new story of mine to make up for it! It's set in fukuoka, japan!

divider by: @/saradika

Slowly losing my breath, I could barely feel like I had the strength and energy to run anymore. I wanted to run away so badly. I so desperately want to just abandon everything and just run away from this situation. School, poverty…barely being able to feed myself…having to put up with everything my mother says to me and every time she has a whole childish tantrum, sometimes for a reason I’m not even sure of. I’m just a kid! What is a twelve-year old like me supposed to do in this wretched situation?!

Though…at this very moment, as I stop to catch a breath and calm down, I realize I’m at the beach I’ve always loved visiting as a kid. A tear trickles down my face, as I recall all the happy memories I’ve had at this place. Somehow, just looking at the sea seems to calm me down instantly. Slowly, I sat down on the cool sand and wiped my tears, quietly enjoying the view of the sea.

Just moments later, I hear steps quickly rushing behind me, steps which sound like that of a small child. Then, that very child bumped into me.

“--Ah! Oh…I’m so sorry! I didn’t think anyone would be here at this time of the night..”

It was a boy..he looked of a similar age as me…or maybe as tall as the other kids at school would look. I could tell he must have been running away from something, too. Or maybe running from someone. He had a pretty appearance, but his eyes were red, and you could see how wet his face must have been from tears. It was obvious he was crying. It was a sad sight to see.

Looking up at the boy, I calmly said, “It’s fine. It’s not like I own this place anyway. I don’t mind. You’re here for the sea, right? If you want, you can just sit next to me and enjoy the view.”

At least, from my perspective, I seemed calm. The boy probably thought so, too. Without a word, he sat down next to me and started to stare at the sea longingly. It was a strange look on his face, but I wouldn’t be surprised if I had the exact same expression on my face, too. Maybe it was a few hours or so that had passed by, but it had been a long time since we started, and that was when the boy started a bit of conversation before he left.

“...How old are you? You’re smaller than me so you’re younger than me, right? Or you could be the same age as me, maybe. Sometimes people don’t look the age they are. Oh! Speaking of, what’s your name? I'm Shiro Aikawa!”

Shiro seems to be a pretty talkative boy..bright and positive, too. I do wonder what could have happened to him before coming here, but I’m sure it’s not my business to ask. I hesitated a bit before speaking, and looked up at the night sky for a bit, then looked back at him.

“M-my name is Emi..Shimizu, I’m…twelve.” Looks like my nerves are worked up again. Maybe I’m just not that used to speaking with other people yet. I was doing pretty good earlier.

Shiro’s eyes lit up. “Twelve! Woah! Hehe, we’re the same age! I actually just turned twelve today! Or yesterday? I’m not expecting a happy birthday or anything though, it’d probably have ended by now, after all. Plus, I think the sun is rising…”

“I-I see. Happy birthday. E-even though it’s over, I do hope you had a great one. I’m glad you got to see the sun rise, at least” I smiled at Shiro as I wished him a happy birthday.

He scratched his head a bit and chuckled. “Haha…well it wasn’t the best, but probably better than the other ones I’ve had so far. Still horrible, though. But seeing this pretty view and getting to talk to you made it better. I should probably get going now..It was nice to meet you.”

I nodded to him as I saw him slowly disappearing into the distance. I think…I may not be as alone, for now. I hope we’ll see each other again.

Eventually, we would get to see each other often, both upset with their lives, we ran to the sea. Sometimes, we would talk about our troubles, but not all the time. Other times, we would just leave each other alone and bask in each other and the sea’s company. The fish looked so peaceful swimming down there. Perhaps I could dare to even say there might be hope lingering by for the both of us in the future. All I knew, was that the sea…became our refuge.

@angelhairpastawithherbs @the-banana-0verlord @rayisalive @chocodaffodil @xxoomiii @red-viewe @officialdaydreamer00 @eynnwwyjth @cheezy-moon @crheativity

#kei writes! ᵕ̈♡˳೫˚∗

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Hi! I love your work and I absolutely adore your DAWM designs!!! I hope this isn’t a rude question, but I saw you mention you previously were involved with the Jim Henson Company and was curious about your experience and what working there looked like for you? I hope this is not overly invasive of an ask, and I completely understand if you’re not willing to answer for whatever reason! :3 Thank you for your time ☆

Aw gosh! Thank you so much for the kind words! Not invasive or rude at all, I appreciate you asking-- I just usually keep most things to myself unless asked, haha!

Oh man, where do I start... Working there felt surreal! I got to see people I admired nearly my whole life around the office and TALK to them every day-- I don't want to drop names but a lot that are famous in the puppet community. And they were the nicest people at the office too, I still talk with them sometimes! They had a room that had some clay maquettes from previous projects that were gorgeous! We had a resident puppet chilling around the office from old pizza commercials named Bad Andy and sometimes we'd goof around with him! He was a little monkey guy! I was too shy to play with him a lot, which I shouldn't have been, because the others would just make him say bad words anyway, HA!

The guy, dying ^

One of the female Skeksis from the Dark Crystal movie was encased in glass near the kitchen so you had to pass by it every time you wanted coffee or a snackaroo... :'o) I was still very scared of Skeksis so I would walk very fast past her, hahaha! The Pinocchio puppet from The Adventures of Pinocchio movie was also chilling in the same room! There's puppets all over! When I was there, I was working on Sid the Science Kid! As an intern, I did not get a whoooole lot of responsibilities (as one can imagine, I was a very baby-level artist and I was 18/19), but I did get to contribute some art to a couple episodes, although... In the choices I would give them, they would always pick the paintings I was least proud of HAHAHA. When I have the time, I will try to revive my back-then work computer that still has some of my artwork so I can show you guys, I think it should be fine by now. :'o) But I do have a shirt from back then that I still wear all the time. If you remember Gerald from the show, he had this little dino shirt:

My shirt... and then the guy... Zooming at us, menacingly... My bird Kraken kinda chewed up the shirt around the shoulders, augh!

Also, they used some motion-capture animation for Sid! I remember the actors putting on these giant silly suits that had huge feet, huge heads, and huge hands that fit the proportions of the characters, with little ping pong ball-looking attachments to them. Those actors worked really hard to run around in those suits, it was impressive!

There was also!! A screen connected to a console and a controller that we would goof around on because you could control Sid's expressions with it, so we'd all have a turn on it sometimes to make the silliest faces with it and make each other laugh :oD

I remember back then my brain had a creative itch that Sid wasn't scratching enough (sorry if that sounds weird, I hope you know what I mean?), but talking with my dad about it, he recommended I make a story that I had wanted to work on at Henson's, so I took an existing character I had from high school (that's Earl!!) and started making a story with him about puppets, toys, and dolls that were all adventuring through a dream world and trying to overcome living nightmares. It has been dropped and picked back up and redesigned several times, but it eventually became Dream Along With Me. A lot of things I learned from Sid/Henson's actually helped inform how I redesigned the project too!

There's a lot more cool stuff I could talk about but I worry about being boring/rambling/accidentally writing a novel. I'll save it for later if asked again :'o) Thank you for asking!! It felt good to reminisce!

#you were so polite! thank you! please have a little cookie monster cookie!#thank you for the ask!#dreammeiser asks #dream along with me #dawm #dawm project

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callsign-bunnie · 1 year

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Hey, can i ask for a pt 2 to the scp thing?? I had heard of the backrooms but never the infinite ikea and it’s so cool!

Here you go!

[Transcript start]

Soap: Hey, Lt, did you hear what Alex was talking to Gaz about?

Ghost: I try not to listen to their conversations, I have a tendency to hear things I maybe don't particularly want to hear.

Soap: *laughs* That's fair, Lt. I wouldn't listen to Alejandro and Rudy's, either.

Ghost: I don't.

Soap: Alex was just explaining to Gaz about this place. According to him, it's infinite.

Ghost: I did hear that part, Johnny.

Soap: You should get back, soon. The lights are about to go out.

Ghost: Actually, I plan to venture out further. I want to see what this place is like at night.

Soap: Ghost, are you sure that's the smartest idea?

Ghost: No one else is willing to take the risk. I am.

Soap: Please don't do anything stupid, Lt.

Ghost: Me? Never.

Soap: Yeah, sure. I'll make up some excuse to Price, though he's pre-occupied. Farah has decided to try to make a map.

Ghost: Can you map out something that's truly infinite?

Soap: Well, I suppose you could try.

Ghost: That's all we ever really can do, Johnny.

Soap: Check back in in 20 minutes, Ghost.

Ghost: Rog

...

Ghost: Sergeant Mactavish, this is Ghost, how copy?

Soap: I copy. You're two minutes late.

Ghost: My watch is slow. It's hard to keep time in here.

Soap: It's alright. Where are you?

Ghost: The pillar says C24.

Soap: You can read those?

Ghost: My night vision works here, Johnny.

Soap: Right, haha. I remembered we have those. Was just checking to see if you remembered.

Ghost: Right. I'm going to go for ten more minutes and then I'll make my way back.

Soap: Please be careful, Simon.

Ghost: I always am, Johnny.

Ghost: Mactavish, this is Ghost, how copy?

Soap: Tired as fuck, but I copy.

Ghost: Are you on watch?

Soap: No. Technically, that's supposed to be Gaz, but Price found out you ventured out and I've been left to wait for your ass.

Gaz: Hey, Ghost.

Ghost: Hello, Sergeant Garrick.

Gaz: You can just call me Gaz, mate

Ghost: Alright, Sergeant Garrick

Soap: He's messing with you, Gaz. Anyway, are you coming back, Lt?

Ghost: I've already turned around. The aisles are convenient, I've managed to stay on track so far.

Soap: Welcome to Ikea.

Ghost: You come up with that one yourself?

Soap: I thought it was funny.

Gaz: Where did you say you were?

Ghost: C32. Though, I've just passed the pillar that says A30.

Soap: You have to make it back through so many pillars. Don't rush, Lt, just stay safe.

Ghost: I will.

Gaz: You two are kind of gross, you know

Soap: I don't know what you mean by that, Garrick

Gaz: Wow, I've never heard my name with such hostility.

Soap: I'm not being hostile. Was simply making a statement.

Gaz: Right. Look, mate, you two are kind of obvious you know

Soap: As obvious as you and Alex?

Gaz: Look, that's different. Alex... why am I explaining this to you?

Soap: Because you desperately want to talk to someone about it.

Gaz: *sigh* God, I do. Alex doesn't like me like that. Fuck, I sound like a thirteen year old describing their crush.

Soap: *laughs* It's alright, kid.

Gaz: Dude, we're the same age.

Soap: Eh, I picked it up from Price. I think Alex likes you like that.

Gaz: Don't tease me, Soap.

Soap: I'm not! I really do think he has feelings for you. I mean, he didn't spend 30 minutes explaining what the fuck an infinite Ikea was to any of us.

Gaz: I suppose you're right. Still. I think if he felt that way, he would have said something by now.

Soap: Have you said something?

Gaz: Do I have to? You picked up on it fairly early.

Soap: I suppose I did.

Gaz: Exactly. Plus, he's a CIA agent. I doubt... there's going to be one mission where he goes off and I never see him again.

Soap: He wouldn't do that to you. Especially not if you were together.

Gaz: I doubt that.

Soap: You must not have that much faith in Alex.

Gaz: I have plenty of faith in Alex.

Soap: I definitely believe you, Garrick.

Ghost: Mactavish, Garrick come in.

Gaz: Ghost, please tell me you haven't been listening the entire time.

Ghost: The whole conversation, kid.

Gaz: I'm going to shoot myself. Right now.

Ghost: Not important. I'm at pillar C12.

Soap: I'd ask you to signal but... I worry you'd alert one of those fucking things.

Ghost: Best not to.

Gaz: We're still watching for you, Ghost.

Ghost: Hey, Gaz?

Gaz: You used my name

Ghost: I think Alex likes you as well.

Gaz: I am putting the gun in my mouth as we speak

[Transcript end]

[Transcript start]

Laswell: Price, why are we here?

Price: I'm flattered by the amount of faith you all have in me to know what's going on, but Kate, I honestly do not know.

Laswell: They sent us in here. With no knowledge. No plan.

Price: They sent us in here to gather information. Take logs. That's what I'm doing.

Laswell: Price. I know about this foundation. I've worked with them before. I just think it's interesting that a year after you exposed General Shepherd for... what he is, they send us here.

Price: I know, Kate.

Laswell: You didn't actually ask the others to come, did you?

Price: No.

Laswell: Why aren't you being honest and telling them that?

Price: Because someone wants them to believe I did. Someone wants them to think I asked them to come. I want to know why.

Laswell: I'll help you find out, Price

Price: Thank you, Kate.

[Transcript end]

[Transcript start]

Soap: Price is going to kick both of our asses if he finds out you're going out at night again.

Ghost: Then go to bed.

Soap: No.

Ghost: Exactly. Look, something is off here and I just don't know what it is. I want to know.

Soap: You don't think it's actually... infinite... do you?

Ghost: No. I don't. There's no way.

Soap: What if it is? How would we even know for sure?

Ghost: I don't know, Soap. But... I want to find out everything I can. Farah's making that map, right?

Soap: Working on it, now. She hasn't been able to sleep at night.

Ghost: Well, we need to know if this place changes at night.

Soap: Right.

Ghost: Look, Johnny-

Soap: I'm not questioning or stopping you, Lt.

Ghost: Right. Thank you, Soap.

Soap: I await your check in at 20 minutes, Lt.

Ghost: Mactavish, come in.

Soap: Price found out you're gone. He's pissed.

Price: Ghost, I told you stay at the fucking camp.

Ghost: I want to see more of this place at night.

Price: Look, kid, this is hard enough without you guys defying direct orders

Ghost: Technically, sir, you never directly ordered me to stay at camp. You just told me to.

Price: Now you're gonna get literal?

Ghost: Just repeating what you've said, Captain.

Price: Just get your ass back to camp.

Ghost: Soap, did that sound like an order to you?

Soap: I don't think so, Lt.

Ghost: Neither do I

Price: You two-

Ghost: Price, I respect you, but with all due of that said respect, you dragged us here with no explanation. Now, I know I'm one to talk about blindly following orders but I would think after last year, we may question those orders a little more.

Price: *sigh* You're right. I blindly followed orders and it got us stuck here. According to Alex, we can't get out if we wanted to. I don't believe that but... I keep it in the back of my mind. But things are going to get a hell of a lot harder if we don't work together.

Ghost: I am working together. I am working to find out what the hell goes on at night. If we're to figure out anything, we need someone to go out at night.

Price: You have an hour.

Ghost: I would expect nothing more. I'll be back in exactly one hour.

Soap: I'll stay on the radio in case you need help.

Ghost: Thank you, Soap.

Ghost: Soap! Soap! Come in! Come in now!

Soap: Lt, what the fuck?! Is everything alright??

Ghost: I managed to piss off three of those fucking things. They're not people, that's for fucking sure-

Soap: I thought we'd figured that out by now do I need to send backup??

Ghost: No! I'm running back, now! Tell Price I'm going to be back late, I don't want to lead them right to you guys!

Soap: No- Simon, just come back to base! Don't get fancy, just run back. We have guns.

Ghost: I don't want to risk it

Soap: Ghost, please don't do anything stupid! You said you wouldn't do anything stupid

Ghost: Just watch out for me, Johnny, I'll be back eventually

Soap: I'm watching-

Ghost: Fuck! Soap! SOAP- [radio was cut off]

Soap: Ghost?! Ghost, how copy?! Ghost!

Soap: Ghost! How copy?!

Soap: Ghost, goddamnit! Come in!

Soap: Ghost, you stupid bastard, come in!

Soap: Simon, please! How copy?!

Soap: Fuck! Price!

Price: What the fuck is going on, Mactavish?!

Soap: Ghost's radio cut out! He's gone dark!

Price: FUCK!

[Transcript end]

Part 3?

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everchanging-cryptid · 6 months

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live reacting to The Amazing Digital Circus Pilot because I just realized it came out

it’s all pixelly and then not, neat Ooh, ringmaster’s a fun character, love him

oh, Cain, like the Bible brother maybe?

Time loop?

Lol the flowerpot glitching through the floor

Hostile VR, nice

Haha, no swearing

I would very much like to live in this building

Can relate to Kinger, I too would love to chat with people about an insect collection

The ribbon guy reminds me of Will from the webcomic Nevermore

Blue screening when you need to come up with a list, same

I can’t tell if he’s gonna be a scary character or a funny character, that’s really cool

Why does the moon want to fuck him

Why are you like this

Ooh he’s hiding something yeah

Ok, he does not have control over minds, good to know, and he said “one of the few” so maybe he can’t control other things

Never tell a fae-like entity “I don’t care, just pick anything”

“Whaddya think of: *mouth keysmash*” lol

Pomni, that’s a fun name

“YOU PARASITE!!!” Had me laughing for like 2 minutes straight

Just pop the interrupting people

r u b b e r h o s e a n i m a t i o n b u n n y yeah favorite character material right there

I love how they all just talk over each other but you can still hear what they’re each saying

Assigned “Most Mentally Stable” at mental breakdown

Ooh, I see a bunch of X-ed out faces on the doors, did they get permakilled or something?

The framed artworks make me incredibly happy

Uhoh, Pomni went to the petrified place /reference

Where did you get a centipede???

Ooh that’s not good

he reminds me of a corrupted gem from Steven universe

Ooh that looks painful ouch

Love those broken object physics, beautiful

I love the sense of perspective, when the camera is further back and Pomni looks so isolated

I think Kinger might be the most relatable character tbh

Kaufmo just is not funny is he

God the comedic timing for Jax is PERFECT

RADICAL

Love a good bowling pin joke

Ok I take it back the comedic timing on Kinger is the best I was crying at the perfectly cut scream

Hmm I think poor kiddo Pomni here needs a break to cry

Ooh water cube room I like that

oh that’s terrifying they can just shoot faces at you

Well that’s certainly not Cain

Pfft they rock paper scissors and he won but did the thing anyway

“Oh.” *watches his hands float away*

HIS EYES DID THE CLOCK THING

Can the next person teleported in be a therapist because hot damn have we got some trauma up in here

:o barrel of monkeys! :D

NOOOO THE MONKEYS

Oh door?

Nope nope nope nope nope nope

Oh that’s some backrooms shit right there

Hot damn take a chill pill bro you already got him he’s dead

“This is dumb and weird.” Yeah im gonna quote that forever now thanks

“Ah thank GOD you’re okay, you didn’t experience a game show in there did you?” “Uhhhh… I— What are you talking about?”

Abstracted, like becoming abstract? Becoming just a vague feeling, a mere idea? Ooh that’s some good stuff right there

I too love the sound of a silent moving staircase

Oh this is gonna be fuckin terrifying I see how it is

Musty old computer causes mental breakdown? Interesting

C&A CAIN AND ABEL I FREAKIN CALLED IT YES oh that has some interesting implications now doesn’t it hmm souls trapped in a computer perhaps?

Oh shit it’s the void

I’ll take 5 wacky watches please

ha fourth wall break

oh Pomni is actually broken aren’t they

oh are those all the others who were crossed out

ooh healing spell

Pomni is not okay

analysis on digital eating okay sure

oh that’s an earth shattering ending oh my gosh I feel like I just experienced eldritch enlightenment

Can not wait for more possible episodes! It’s incredible, I highly recommend checking it out! ^^

#the amazing digital circus #digital circus #tadc

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🐚 by the sea shore 🐚 - ohhh can i please have these two prompts

“Looks like we’ll be trapped for a while…”

“I think I’m in love with you and I’m terrified.”

from the a prompt list with natasha romanoff? thank you so much! <33

of course babe!! yw :))

❀ masterlist ❀

"no," you muttered as you tried to turn the doorknob every which way to get it to open, but it wouldn't budge, "fuck."

"what happened?" nat was no idiot and could clearly tell what had occurred, but she was hoping for more explanation.

"you know how bruce 'fixed' the doorknob?" nat hummed in response so you continued, "well, as smart as he is, i think he needs to stick to his phd's and let tony or clint handle the fixing. oh wait-" the knob loosened, but not in the way you had hoped. you turned to show her the knob, not attached to the door anymore and still in your hand.

"great and we can't call anyone because service sucks down here," nat mentioned, you nodding along with her. you two had come down to do the laundry since it was your turn on the rotation you guys had. you and nat had finished switching the first load to the dryer and adding a new load to the washing machine, but now were stuck in the laundry room.

"and most everyone is out right now except for wanda and vision who are having a sitcom marathon in her room right now and i think bucky was asleep when we passed him in the common area so it looks like we will be trapped here for a while..." you sighed while plopping down on the floor, letting your back rest against the wall.

nat took the spot right next to you which was doing nothing to help your heart rate. the tile underneath helped to cool you down, but being this close to her made you feel like you were burning up. you tried not to think about it by keeping your gaze straight ahead of you, but you could smell her perfume and feel her beside you as her thigh just barely touched yours. it was only by a little bit, but to you, it felt like so much more.

you wanted to tell her how you felt so bad. you were just scared of her reaction. you had witnessed how she interacted with bruce and steve and bucky and sam, flirting endlessly. maybe she just has a flirtatious personality or like to flirt in general. she had treated you the same, but you felt like it was just fair treatment. with the guys, there was a more of a spark. you could see it. you knew she wouldn't laugh in your face if you did tell her, but you just couldn't bring yourself to do it.

maybe now was your chance though, right? it was just you and her. but also, if she didn't feel the same, then it would get awkward quickly. then you'd be stuck in here with her in an awkward silence until someone rescued you and there was no telling how long that would take. minutes? hours? days? who knew?

"what's on your mind, pretty girl?" the ginger piped up. she knew something important was on your mind in the way your brows had a slight furrow to them. the face you pulled when you were in deep thought was absolutely adorable to her and sometimes, you would stick your tongue out just a bit. nat loved when you did that. it was the cutest thing ever in her book.

you didn't even think about what you said. when she was around, it was too damn hard to think clearly. so you answered honestly. "i think i'm in love with you and i'm terrified." she watched you cringe as she processed what you'd said and you began to backtrack. "no, i mean- well, i- you know, haha, i, uh-"

"y/n." the way she said your name so soft and sweet had you melting right then and there, but your mortification kept you afloat and attentive.

"yeah?" you felt shaky, but your body seemed stable. you couldn't lose her and her friendship. you were too close to chance it and you idiotically confessed your feeling without a second thought. internally, you built yourself up for rejection, but her next words were far contrary to what you were expecting.

"i'm in love with you too."

you did a double take. "really?"

"i thought it was kinda obvious," she chuckled, showing the shy side of herself that didn't make an appearance often. "i flirt with you all the time."

"you flirt with everyone," you deadpanned, causing her to laugh again.

"yeah, but i flirt with you so much more than i do with anyone else. with you, i do it on purpose because i like you and it's cute when you get all flustered." you feel your cheeks heat up at her words. "yeah, like that," she stated which made you all the more flustered.

"so you like me too?" you felt like a child for asking it, but you needed the confirmation. for all you knew, this could all be a dream no matter how real it felt.

"yes, y/n, i'm in love with you too."

before you could have any type of reaction, the distinct voice of one thor odinson shouted from the other side of the door, "yes!"

you and nat both shared a confused expression as you got up and walked over to the door.

"brother, you have to be quiet for this stupid little plan of yours to work," loki's voice sounded through the door as well.

"loki?" you called.

"guys, let us out!" nat instructed, connecting the dots quicker than you did.

"we can't," peter answered. who all was in on this? "mr. stark said not to let you out until you guys kiss."

nat made eye contact with the camera that sat in the corner of the room before those green eyes met yours. her hands found your face and she looked at you, searching for confirmation even though you two just confessed your love to one another.

so, you did the honors. you surged forward quickly, way too eager to wait any longer to feel her lips on yours and it felt like a dream. you were almost tempted to ask her to pinch you just to check, but you felt too high on the feeling of finally kissing her. if only you didn't need oxygen to survive, you would kiss her forever.

you two were so stuck in your own little trance that you didn't even realize the door was now wide open. it wasn't until the guys let out whoops in congratulations that you were pulled from the daydream-like state.

"it is about damn time," pietro commented with a proud grin on his lips.

"sorry we had to trap you," peter spoke up, guilt clear on his features before you stepped up and wrapped an arm around his shoulders. you always did have a soft spot for the kid.

"i think we can forgive you. right, romanoff?" peter's wide brown eyes left you for nat who wore comforting smile, one that melted peter's worries away.

"of course. it might be the best thing you could've done for us."

"so what i'm hearing is we deserve a thank you," thor proposed, turning his head to the side to offer you his ear as he waited for what he thought he was owed.

"what i'm hearing is y'all have a door to fix," you butted in, a sly smirk on your mouth, "while nat, peter, and i go upstairs to watch that new star wars tv show. how does that sound guys?"

"wonderful to me," nat added while peter nodded eagerly.

"have fun with the door," you called over your shoulder to see three guys who definitely didn't know much about how to fix the doorknob they broke in the first place.

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