#like his mom being dead has me gagged

[made-this-cause-why-not]

Andre: *just complaining about his life*

Cate and Jordan: "Yeah no, I am sure it must have been so hard growing up with a slightly emotionally distant dad, who is only emotionally distant because he is trying to provide the best chances for you, chances that you constantly step all over and ruin."

Andre: My mom died when I was a kid

Cate and Jordan: 0_0 ... my bad

#jordan li #cate dunlap #andre anderson #gen v #gen v spoilers #ngl #I forgot about his mom being dead until I started typing this #but you can not tell me that Cate and Jordan weren't side eyeing eachother when Andre told them his dad sucks for the first time #like his mom being dead has me gagged #but also #bro was sooo fucking whiny #I firmly believe that part of cate and jordans bonding is talking about shitty parents #when emma comes around they start having group hangouts

[hrdenha]

— noona got you | l.hs

SYNOPSIS: Your boyfriend can't blame you for wanting more than he has, right? Especially, if that thing you want is his younger brother's cock.

WARNINGS: MDNI! CONTROL WHAT YOU CONSUME. cheating (which we don't tollerate), oral (m receiving), heeseung calling yn 'noona', heeseung's magenta mullet (cuz it's dangerous, almost had me dead bc of it 😭), thick cock, oral against the wall. blowjob under the table. hmm, ig that's it.

"Hey, hee... did you see y/n?" A voice by the door asks, "I don't know, hyung. Guess she... hm... went home." Heeseung replied not glancing at his brother, and kept himself distracted with his game.

"Okay. Tell mom that I go out tonight if they ask"

As the door closed, heeseung sighed, the game he's playing was long forgotten. His lids flutter close, asking breathlessly in a whisper "you okay there?" Instead of an answer, heeseung just felt the tight socket of your throat sucking him wholeheartedly. If ever, he would believe you wanted to swallow his dick whole by how mercilessly you are just to get his pleasure.

"Shit, noona... t-think i'm gonna cum" He shouldn't have said that, now, he felt you popping him out of your mouth causing him to whimper but it's okay. Noona got you. Still has your hand stroking him up and down. "Not yet, baby boy—" A lick in a tip, "We're just getting started" before bobbing your mouth through his grith again. Now, you wonder how would it feel if it's inside you and not your mouth?

Heeseung cursed. Damn, that fucking mouth. His tip is definitely hitting you through, tip grazing through your throat as your palate and tongue suck him whole. He wanted to moan loudly but couldn't. His parents' room is just down the hallway. And, heeseung doesn't want them to spoil all the fun.

He cursed, for the umpteenth time as pleasure sends waves throughout his whole body making it numb and he's having all of it. Letting his back rest on his gaming chair as you work wonders down his desk, "Noona—" He called desperately, brushing his magenta mullet with his hand before fisting your hair in the same palm, now, fascinated by how you look trying to suck his whole length. "Wanna try something— p... please" He felt you moaned with a slight nod with him still in your mouth, guess you'll let him have his way.

You don't know what he'll do, but you also know that heeseung would never do something you wouldn't like so you stare at him, waiting. Without warning, he pushed you with your back flat on the wall that made you stare at him in surprise, mouth agape at the sudden action. "Wh—" The next thing you felt was his whole cock pushing down your throat, him being thick is an understatement, he was fucking massive. You can't help but gag, trying your best to accommodate all of him inside your mouth. Even feeling tears starting to build up on the side of your eyes but the pleasure was on point that you can't help but to play with yourself, eyes rolling at the back of your head in the process and moaning in response.

"Yes, that's right, noona. Play with yourself while your boyfriend's younger brother fucks your mouth"

You sense a mocking tone through his voice but you don't care. He can taunt you all he wants, it doesn't matter. All you can think of is how his cock deliciously using your mouth right now. Heeseung's cock is thick, thicker than your boyfriend will ever be. You know that he's gun is thick when you're sucking him under the table, and he's even more thicker and heavy now that he's practically fucking your mouth regardless your limit. Boyfriend can't blame anyone if you desire more than what he has, right? Can't blame your mouth if it wanted to be choked not by him, but by his brother's cock.

Bet his dick leaves a bulge on your neck every time he'll thrust, and he bet your pussy's so fucking wet as you play with yourself. Heeseung growled at the thoughts, his thrust picking up pace as he moaned under his breath. As a result, slobs of saliva and precum mix run down your neck, some of it even drops straight on the floor as heeseung harshly ram his cock.

"Noona, think... I'll— shit!" He whined before shoving himself further inside your mouth, his hand supporting the back of your head as he released his cum onto your cavern and down your throat. You let him empty himself even pulling him towards you by his ass to further bury his thickness inside before playing and sucking him dry.

When you let him go, harsh breaths eventually dominated the room as you two rests and processes all that's just happened. You calm yourself sitting on the same spot a while ago when heeseung was still rutting on you with your back on the wall, while he was sitting across you on his gaming chair. It didn't take long when he reached to took something out of his drawers.

"You okay, noona?" He asks, hand pulling out a wipes from its container. You silently nodded, knowing you won't be able to get back your voice for a few days after the stunt heeseung pulled. You were about to grab the wipes when heeseung pulled you up and despite the darkness of his room, he managed to gently walk you towards his bed where he made you sit after turning one of the lampshades on that lit his room decently.

Heeseung then silently cleaned you, gently wiping the trace of cum on your neck and sides of mouth. You two even laughed when he saw that there's also a drop on your thighs. Not gonna lie, it's kind of awkward. Intimate to be exact, too intimate than your liking knowing that you're cheating from your boyfriend with his own brother. No regrets though. It's just funny how you find heeseung taking care of you more awkward than when his cock was buried deep inside your mouth a few minutes ago.

"Think it's done, no more stains now noona"

But all of those thoughts melt away when you feel the familiar feeling somewhere clumping down there, you smirked at the thought before innocently humming. "I think there's a spot you didn't get, hee..." You seductively blurted out, hands raising the skirt just enough for him to see the dangerous wet spot on your cotton short. "Think you can help noona?"

Heeseung immediately pushed you down settling himself on the top, "Gladly..." He smirked enveloping you on a messy kiss. Guess you'll just have to sneak out of their house later at midnight.

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© hrdenha, 2024

#masterlist! #enhypen #enhypen smut #lee heeseung #enhypen x reader #park sunghoon #sim jaeyun #enhypen au #park jongseong #enhypen ff #heeseung x reader

[lila-lou]

✨The Talk✨

Summary: Your daughter asks Dean for "the talk".

Pairing: Dean x Daughter (no incest), Dean x Reader, Dean x Sam & Cas (just background)

Warnings: Language, Sensitive topic, Dean being too harsh, fluff at the end

Word Count: 1624

A/N: English isn’t my first language, so please be lenient. 💙✨

"Daddy… do you... umm... you have a sec?", Dean's daughter was standing in the doorway of the library. Dean leaned back in a chair, legs crossed on the table and was looking through some files when his daughter rocked nervously in place. “Sure munchkin. Shoot”, he muttered, lingering on an article.

"You know, Scott and I..umm… we've been together for a year now and... I... I actually wanted to talk to mom about this, but she's not coming back until next week", Luna started talking. "And we're meeting on the weekend and I'm… I want him to like it and I´m not sure how to say this, because it´s…", her hands waved wildly in the air.

“Dad, can you please tell me what I have to do during sex?”. Towards the end, Luna lowered both arms in surrender and looked everywhere but at her father.

Dean took a sip of beer and gagged violently when he heard his daughter's words. Sam, who had just come out of the kitchen with two burgers, stopped dead in his tracks. He cleared his throat before speaking. "Well, I'll be in my room", Sam placed a burger in front of Dean, who looked at him completely desperate and looking for help.

Luna, on the other hand, had a bright red head and covered her face with her hands. It was hard enough for her to say those words to her father, but now that her uncle also knew what was going on, she just wanted to die.

Dean cleared his throat a few times before taking his legs off the table and sitting up more or less upright. Elbow on the table and face in his hand, he thought as he looked at the bookshelves. After taking a few deep breaths, he rubbed his face and looked at his daughter, who was obviously not so little anymore. "Lu... can you…umm... wouldn't you rather wait until your mom comes back?", Dean answered, trying to control himself. His cheeks are now bright red too.

"No Dad… We...Saturday is our anniversary and Scott's parents aren't home and... please Dad", she murmured, looking pitifully into his eyes.

While Luna explained why she didn't want to wait, Dean's head was already spinning. He imagined the worst possible scenarios, how a boy could break his little girl's heart. His mood suddenly changed from overwhelmed and worried to angry.

“You’re only 15, Luna! You shouldn't worry about something like that! You're going to stay the fuck home this weekend!”, he replied in a stern tone and a little too loudly, which visibly frightened his daughter.

Luna jumped up and looked at her father with her big green eyes. "But Dad! I-", she started, but was immediately interrupted by Dean. "To your room! I don't wanna hear about that shit anymore! Go!", he even yelled at her, which was enough to make her cry. Luna knew better than to argue with her father when he was already angry, so she immediately ran to her room, but not before slamming the door loudly. The apple didn't fall far from the tree.

Dean put his face in his hand again. His expression was dark, just like his mood at the moment. He was angry. At his daughter, at you for not being there and at himself for making Lu cry.

"That was a bit harsh, don't you think?", Sam entered the library and placed a hand on Dean's shoulder before sitting down across from him.

Dean didn't say anything for a while. He knew Sam was right, but he just didn't know how to handle the whole situation. To Dean, Luna was still a child. Of course, he saw that she was slowly growing up, but that didn't change his protective instinct. It was bad enough when she said she had a boyfriend, now this? That was just too much for him.

“Look at it this way, Dean. Be happy that she has so much trust and comes to you. Very few kids do that these days. Jackson didn't come to me or his mother. Luna is a sensible young girl and Scott makes a good impression too, doesn't he? You have to learn to let her go". Sam's gaze pierced Dean's conscience, even though he still didn't look at his little brother.

“I’ll call (y/n). I want to know what she thinks”, he grumbled, got up and disappeared into the garage.

It took him two tries before you finally answered the phone.

“Fucking finally! It’s nice to have you answer the damn phone!”, your husband complained before you even heard a `hello`.

“Dean, language, for fuck´s sake!”, you scolded back.

 “Sorry”, he just grumbled and leaned against the Impala.

"What is wrong?", you sighed and looked out the window of the motel room you were currently staying in with Rowena.

"I... Luna... damn it!", Dean pinched the bridge of his nose before continuing, raising his hand. "Did you know that Luna wants to sleep with her boyfriend?". Subconsciously, he immediately made a disgusted face and put his free hand in his pocket before he started to angrily walk around the garage.

"Oh…". It was quiet between the two of you for a while. Now you could explain where Dean's bad mood came from. “Babe, we both knew the day would come sooner or later”, a small smile crept onto your lips. Dean had such an intense relationship with your daughter that it was clear he wasn't exactly open to this kind of topic.

While your husband explained to you why your daughter was talking to him and not you and what had happened, you thought about how you could calm Dean down a bit.

When he finished talking, you cleared your throat before starting to try your luck. "Dean. Don't you think it was a huge step for her to come to you with this topic? Almost no girl discusses such things with her father. You should feel honored. And... Come on, Scott's a really nice guy. He likes Luna… and you too, by the way. He won't hurt her. And even if Dean, that's part of it. You won’t be able to protect her from everything”. Your voice was calm and empathetic, exactly what Dean needed right now.

“Go talk to her and apologize for your outburst. The rest will fall into place. Inform her and answer her questions. You can do it, baby. I know you can”, you smiled, even though he couldn’t see it.

“I love you (y/n)”, he murmured. “I love you too”, you chuckled before hanging up.

Dean stayed in the garage for a few minutes to think about everything. Just as he was about to leave, Cas appeared behind him, startling him. "Dean", he murmured monotonously. “Damn it, Cas! Stop it!”, Dean grumbled. Cas looked at him confused for a moment, but then he realized what Dean meant. However, something different took precedence in Cas's eyes.

“Luna is crying. You need to check on her”.

Dean sighed briefly. Since the birth of your daughter, Cas has been something like her personal guardian angel. He had almost as close a relationship with her as Dean did. "I know. I'm on my way", Dean grumbled, leaving Cas to just mumble, "Fine".

Five minutes later, Dean finally knocked on his daughter's door but got no answer. "It's me Munchkin", he sighed.

“Go away”, Luna sobbed from behind the door. Her voice sounded like she had the blanket over her head.

"Lu... I wanna talk to you... please... can I come in?", Dean's voice was much softer than in the library. Luna's whiny voice had hit him right in the heart, which only made his guilty conscience worse.

There was silence again until after a few minutes the door opened a crack and Luna scurried straight back onto the bed under the covers.

Dean entered the room and slowly walked towards her bed. He tried to pull the blanket away from Luna's face, but she held it tight, sniffling.

Sighing, Dean placed his hand over the blanket on her back and stroked her gently.

“I'm sorry, Sweetheart... I shouldn't have yelled at you like that... I'm so sorry... it's just... Lu, you're my daughter. My little girl. When you were born you turned my whole world upside down. Since that day you have been the most important thing in my life. I... It's just hard to see you growing up so quickly and... I... I don't want you to get hurt", Dean admitted quietly.

It took a moment for Luna to poke her head out of the blanket. Her eyes were red and puffy from crying, which only hurt Dean more.

“C´mere”, he murmured, pulling her close to him. "I love you, Munchkin", he kissed her head and stroked her back again. “Just like you´re a daughter for the first time, I´m a father for the first time”, he smiled bitterly. “I'm really doing my best”.

Luna looked at her hands as she enjoyed her father's closeness and affection. “I know Daddy. And you're a really great dad... just... I can take care of myself, dad. You taught me everything I need to know and do to defend and protect myself. I know every single monster. I’m not 5 anymore”, she murmured against his shirt.

“But sometimes men can be worse monsters than any supernatural being, Sweetheart. I just don't want you to regret anything or… for anyone to hurt you".

It took a while before Dean had the courage to broach the sensitive subject again.

“Anyway… I know you’re sensible and I’m more than glad you came to me with this. So…”, he took a deep breath.

"Shoot. What do you want to know?".

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A/N: Please let me know what you think.🥰

#jensen ackles #spn #dean winchester #sam winchester #supernatural #dean x y/n #deanwinchtser #dean x you #dean x reader #dean x daughter

[whencartoonsruletheworld]

pls tell me more abt the lion guard i an HOOKED

back in 2015 someone told disney junior to make a tv show for lion king for baby children so they were like "ok so simba has a son ok. but we're not de-canonizing lion king 2 or anything no lion king 2 is still very very canon. this kid is kiara's little brother and he gets royal bloodline superpowers to roar SUPER loud and like. cause earthquakes sometimes dw about it. anyway he gets this power and the cutie mark that comes with it and is told to gather up four other bitches to form a patrol of people making sure that shit isn't happening. so he gathers his buddies and graduates to Mom Friend™ and gives them all cutie marks and they spend most of their time chasing hyenas and getting the pride lands equivalent of kittens out of trees."

and disney was like "okay good"

and then they were like "but ALSO from like minute one simba's son is traumatized from the terror he's gonna become just like scar [who used to have lion guard superpowers but then he went evil so the ancestors went 'naw bitch' and took em away] and also like every ten or so episodes we remind him sharply that his superpower is terrifying and they also almost die constantly because we're just reminding kids that the circle of life is a thing we're going to a funeral in one episode dw about it. also when he meets kovu's family we find out that zira got banished for being a lion supremecist and also once we hit season 2, that running gag character in the bg is gonna become a major antagonist and help the other antagonists literally necromance scar back from the dead into a weird smoke demon and the lion guard's gonna have to fight him which permanently scars kion and blinds one of his buddies for like the rest of the show and also this poisons kion so he and his gang have to leave the pride lands for a cure, just for long enough for lion king 2 to happen"

and disney was like "um"

"and also timon and pumbaa adopted a whole-ass second child. in case you were wondering if they were still gay."

the scar necromance episode is the first disney channel show to get a parental advisory warning ahead of it but also the same show has an episode that's basically just an odd couple breakup between a rhino and a tickbird

#lion guard went HARD and then like every other episode was like. baby lessons for babies it was WILD #the lion guard #lion guard #mine

[cherienymphe]

The Less I Know The Better II (JJ Maybank x Reader x Rafe Cameron)

Warnings: eventual NON-CON, eventual DUB-CON, violence, public sex, jealousy, underage drinking, drug use, manipulation, eventual loss of virginity, mild unhealthy relationship, one sided kiara x jj, non canon ages, pogue!reader

➥ banner by @vase-of-lilies​ | divider by @firefly-graphics​

➥ series masterlist

summary:  When you start dating Rafe Cameron, no one is more surprised than you when your best friend JJ takes it really well. However, no one is more surprised than JJ when he’s forced to see his once frumpy BFF in an entirely new light, suddenly terrified of losing what he never knew he had to the person he hates most.

~

JJ tossed the ball at the side of John B.’s house, catching and repeating while John B. and Pope talked to each other. There was a slight frown on his face as he stared at the wood, seemingly distracted as his arm went through the motions. There was a faint noise he was registering in the back of his mind, but it didn’t click at first that his name was being called.

“Uh…what?” he said, blinking and turning towards his friends.

Pope had an expectant look on his face while John B. had a frown of his own.

“What do you think…?” the brunette asked, and JJ opened and closed his mouth.

“About what?”

They looked at each other, chuckling to themselves, almost nervously.

“Did you hear anything we said? The party? Rafe?”

JJ swiped his tongue along his lip at the mention of the other blond, swallowing down the hatred that threatened to bubble up. If Rafe dropped dead, right now, he’d be the first to celebrate, and JJ had to close his eyes and take a deep breath. He reminded himself that Rafe was with you, now, that you…cared about the asshole.

He ignored the way his stomach twisted at that.

“You wanna throw a party…and have Rafe come?” he put two and two together, and Pope shrugged.

“I think Y/N would like it,” he said. “Show her that we’re making an effort.”

JJ didn’t say anything to that, tossing the ball at the ground and catching it when it bounced back up.

“…and what makes you think he’ll come? Come on, Kook king slumming it on the Cut with Pogues?” he scoffed.

“You forget he’s dating one, so I don’t think it’s that far-fetched.”

JJ rolled his eyes at John B.’s words, thinking to himself that no. He unfortunately did not forget that Rafe was dating you. It was all he’d really been able to think about for weeks. Excluding his dad, Rafe was without a doubt the worst guy he knew. They’d drawn blood on each other more than a few times, you being present most of those times, so he didn’t get it.

He didn’t get it when you’d first told him, sure it was some sick joke. He didn’t get it when you admitted to sneaking around with him for weeks, happily. He didn’t get it when you’d been pleading with him to accept this, to put his crappy past with Rafe behind him and be okay with this so you could be happy. He didn’t even get it when you told him how nice Rafe had been to you, courting you and making you swoon like something out of a gag worthy romance book Kie’s mom would read sometimes.

He just didn’t get it.

“What does she see in him?” he finally asked, and Pope and John B. shared a look like they’d been waiting on this.

“You promised you’d be nice,” his best friend reminded him.

“I am,” he argued, throwing his hands up. “I can’t question what she could possibly see in Rafe motherfucking Cameron?”

“He’s tall,” Pope said.

“…and rich,” the other commented.

“…but this is Y/N,” he reminded them. “She’s not shallow. Never has been.”

Pope nodded in agreement.

“She doesn’t care about his looks or his money. She likes him for his personality,” he sneered at the thought.

“She said he treats her well,” John B. said, popping open the soda he’d been holding for minutes. “…and he has been…decent for a while now.”

JJ wasn’t listening to that, taking a few steps as he looked out towards the water.

“…and what does he want with her?”

They both gave him a look when he glanced over, and JJ shook his head.

“Don’t look at me like that. I have a right to be suspicious. She’s a Pogue, and he hates Pogues! The only time he’d be caught dead on our side of the island is when he’s buying some more booger sugar, and all of a sudden, he’s following her around and fixing her house and buying her shit?”

“Y/N’s sweet,” Pope told him with a shrug.

“…and pretty.”

JJ paused, frowning at John B.

“Well, she is,” his best friend doubled down, hands raised.

“Since when do you think she’s pretty?”

“You don’t?” Pope wondered, an almost disbelieving frown on his face.

“You do?”

“No, it’s not like I sit around fantasizing about her, but she’s a pretty girl,” Pope continued. “I think we all were a little awkward looking in high school, but…she’s grown into her features. Well.”

JJ could tell that Pope was trying to be respectful, and he suspected it had something to do with the look he was currently giving him. His mouth opened and closed, a little disturbed by the fact that both of his best friends had clearly thought about you in that way once or twice. Sure, they’d all had a thing for Kie at some point, but you were like a sister to him, and he guess he’d just assumed it was the same way for them too.

Apparently not.

“Well…why is this the first time I’m hearing of it?” he asked, an edge in his voice that he didn’t mean to be there.

They shared another look.

“Everyone knows how you can get about her,” John B. slowly answered. “You get really overprotective and a little intimidating.”

“I mean, why do you think Rafe is her first boyfriend?”

JJ shrugged at Pope, and the other boy heaved a sigh.

“…because he’s like the only guy on this island who isn’t afraid to punch you in the face.”

Pope’s words had him scoffing. JJ looked away, deep in thought as the meaning behind his words seemed to hit him. He spun around to look at them both with wide eyes.

“What are you saying? Are you saying that I…? That Y/N’s never dated because of me?”

Their silence made JJ swallow, and he was just about to argue when Pope spoke again.

“No! Not…really…”

“Not really?”

“Look,” John B. hurried towards him, a hand on his shoulder. “Guys can be assholes. Especially teenage ones, right? We know why you’re so hellbent on looking out for her.”

JJ looked down, jaw clenching at the thought of how mistreated you would be by guys who thought they were comedians. He’d never admit it to you, but he was all too happy to break their noses for making you cry.

“…but things are different now. Guys don’t want to ask her out for shits and giggles anymore. They really want to date her, now, and with you constantly over her shoulder like some shadow in shining armor,” he quietly trailed off.

“You end up with guys like Rafe Cameron asking her out,” Pope finished.

JJ was tempted to argue against everything they were saying, but he kept his mouth shut. They didn’t get what it was like to watch you cry your eyes out after being humiliated by some idiot. Sure, he could punch them in the face until their teeth fell out, but it never did much to make you feel better. It’s not like it stopped you from feeling hurt and embarrassed, or made you stop crying, or made you get over what they’d done.

You needed him.

You always had, and the rare times he tried to just let you handle things yourself like you wanted, it never ended well. JJ shuddered to think of what you would do without him, so if he was overprotective and intimidating to any guy who even halfway looked at you, he had his reasons why. The thought that there were guys who wanted to ask you out didn’t make him feel the best, a paranoia in him that they only wanted to hurt you.

…and Rafe was no different.

Rafe was the worst.

You both had seen him at his worse, pupils blown and strung out on coke as he tried to fight the first guy who looked at him wrong. You both saw the way he talked to Sarah, the looks he’d give him, hell. JJ recalled a time where he’d mockingly told him to ‘tell Y/N she looks pretty hot for a Pogue’. At the time, JJ thought he’d just been his usual asshole self, happily tackling him to the ground for it. However, looking back, he grimaced to think that there’d been some truth in what Rafe had said.

To put it plainly, Rafe wasn’t good enough for you.

They all knew it, and he was torn between wanting this to end badly or hoping that Rafe would do right by you just so you wouldn’t get hurt. He didn’t think he’d ever like Rafe, positive he’d hate the guy to the end of his days. Every time he remembered that you were dating him, now, his stomach churned. However, in that moment, he had to remind himself of the worry in your eyes when you thought JJ wouldn’t accept this. He thought about the tears in your eyes when you talked about how bad you’d felt.

He thought about the way they lit up when he said he’d try to be happy for you.

JJ may have hated Rafe…but he loved you more, and with that, he agreed to John B. and Pope’s stupid party.

It was weird.

JJ knew it would be, but he just didn’t realize how much. A party down on The Cut wasn’t some rare occurrence, but a party with a Kook present? Unheard of. Sarah didn’t count anymore, she hadn’t counted for ages, so no one gave her a second glance. Rafe, on the other hand? He stood out like a sore thumb…and for more reasons than one.

Some girl had been talking to JJ for several minutes now, and he’d been half listening, he’d admit. He was torn between wanting to give her all of his attention and closely watching Rafe…and you. He’d been doing that since the moment you arrived, and he didn’t really care to hide it. Everyone knew how much he looked out for you, and now that you were dating the worst Kook of all…

When Rafe had shown up, JJ hadn’t even recognized you by his side.

He’d never seen that bathing suit top before, and the long skirt was new too. He couldn’t ignore the way it hugged you, and he thought to himself that Rafe was already dressing you up like some trophy girlfriend. He had grimaced, a sour taste in his mouth as he heard Sarah compliment you. In true fashion, Rafe barely acknowledged his sister, and to be honest, no one expected their relationship to change much anyway.

The entire time that you’d been here, you hadn’t left Rafe’s side once, and that made him frown. Why were you so attached to him already? Or was it Rafe who wasn’t letting you go? He tried to tell himself not to think the worst, taking a deep breath and reminding himself that Sarah and John B. could be the same way sometimes. They could be so cute it was almost nauseating to watch, but for some reason, it didn’t look as cute on you and Rafe.

It looked fucking disgusting.

“Are you even listening to me?”

The girl before him pulled JJ from his thoughts, and he blinked.

“What?”

She settled for rolling her eyes, turning away from him without a backwards glance. Any other day, and he would’ve tried to rectify that loss, but he didn’t care tonight. He turned back to you only to find Rafe alone…and you nowhere to be found. Funnily enough, Rafe was looking in his direction, and it was seconds later when JJ realized why.

“Hey!”

He looked to his left with a slight flinch, startled by you. Up close, he could see the gold shimmer on your cheeks. He remembered Kie referring to it as highlight once, and as you talked to him, he studied the glossy glow of your lips.

“Um, Pope told me that the party was your idea,” you said, shocking him.

JJ didn’t let it show, only raising his eyebrows.

“He did?”

You nodded, your smile wide.

“Yeah, he did,” you confirmed. “I just wanted to say thank you.”

JJ’s chest ached, and he felt shitty for so many reasons. Namely because he’d been against the party that wasn’t even his idea, and here you were, looking at him like the best friend in the whole world when that wasn’t the truth.

“I don’t expect you guys to become BFFs or start riding around on your bikes together, but I’m just happy that you’re trying.”

JJ looked into his cup, nodding.

“It means a lot to me.”

JJ exhaled, looking up to meet your gaze again.

“You’re welcome,” he eventually whispered, opening his arms as you moved to hug him.

He hugged you back, holding you close. It was moments like this that made it easy for him to remember why he was trying in the first place. You were probably the most important thing in his life, and he loved how much you glowed, right now, but he hated that it was because of Rafe. JJ buried his face into your hair, breathing you in, and he froze at the smell of an unfamiliar cologne. It smelled expensive, like something Rafe would drown himself in, and with that though, JJ looked up.

On the other side of the beach, his own blue eyes met eerily similar ones. Rafe was nursing a drink, red cup pressed to his lips as he watched you and JJ hug. There wasn’t a hint of jealousy or animosity there, Rafe feeling completely secure, and it was only when you pulled away did JJ realize why. You had turned to Rafe almost immediately, and as you slipped from JJ’s hold, he reluctantly acknowledged that you only had eyes for the blond Kook.

The Kook in question knew this, pulling you against him with a smile once you reached him, and JJ turned away, downing the rest of his drink.

“I have to admit…they are cute together,” Pope slowly noted about an hour later.

“Whose side are you on?” Kie joked before shaking her head. “No, but he’s right. I was really skeptical, at first, but Rafe is…shockingly sweet with her.”

She shuddered, and Sarah laughed.

“Isn’t he? I kind of like it,” she grinned. “I’m going to have so much fun teasing him.”

As they sat together and talked about how much they loved the relationship that must not be named, JJ only wanted to stick his head in that ocean. All night, you and Rafe had been attached at the hip. Drinking together, laughing together…dancing together. His skin stretched over his knuckles as he thought about the way you had clung to the blond, his hands on your lower back as he held you to him, his lips at your ear as he said something JJ wasn’t privy to but made you laugh all the same.

Would a day come where JJ would finally see Rafe as your boyfriend and not the guy he’d genuinely thought about killing?

Maybe not.

As they gabbed about you two, JJ looked around, noting your absence. He frowned at that, noticing how much the party was still going on and worrying that you’d left early. JJ knew you wouldn’t leave early, especially not a party he’d thrown for you and especially without saying goodbye. With the rest of the Pogues distracted, JJ pulled himself to his feet.

If they noticed him leaving, they didn’t say anything, probably thinking nothing of it. JJ weaved his way through the bodies, eyes searching for you, but you were nowhere to be found. He didn’t know if it was the alcohol or the way his heart was beating so fast in his chest, but he was growing lightheaded, pausing to calm down and reassure himself that you were fine. You were with Rafe, after all…

But that wasn’t a comforting thought.

The further he walked, the quieter the party became, and he realized that he was walking away. He was nearing where people had parked their cars and bikes and skateboards. He had long tossed his drink somewhere, sure Kie would scold him for that if she’d seen, but he didn’t care. He had this intense desire to find you, and he didn’t know why. Just when he was about to angrily accept that Rafe had convinced you to ditch them, he heard your laugh.

JJ turned, eyes landing on you, and he felt his chest ease…only to tighten again.

It seemed that you had ripped your skirt somehow, Rafe kneeling before you as he tried to find a way to fix it. You were leaning against his truck, smiling down at him as he attempted to tie a knot in the skirt where the rip was. It was much quieter out here, so your voices carried.

“I feel like this was your plan,” you teased. “Accidentally…”

You did air quotes.

“…rip my skirt and convince me to take it off.”

Rafe exhaled, looking up at you as he pressed his teeth into his lip.

“If I wanted to get you out of your skirt, I wouldn’t need some half-assed plan to do it,” he purred.

You giggled when the blond leaned in and pressed a kiss to your thigh, securing the knot before standing. JJ watched as he said something to you, too quiet for him to hear, but whatever it was made you lean in and kiss him, pressing yourself against Rafe in the same way countless girls had done to him. The kiss was heated, and the ocean breeze carried the sound of your soft moan to his ears, distaste settling in the back of JJ’s throat at the sound of it.

JJ felt like he was intruding on something, something he had no business seeing, and with reluctance, he turned away and rejoined the party.

JJ handed you the Tylenol, watching you eagerly pop them in your mouth before drowning them with water. He had suspected you’d be hungover, but he hadn’t expected you to still be in the bed at 1 pm. He was happy that you’d at least had the sense of mind to shower and undress, and that’s what he told you.

“Mm, mm,” you hummed with a shake of your head, rubbing your eyes. “Thank Rafe. I could barely stand when I got home.”

JJ pressed his lips together at that.

“Right. I’m glad you enjoyed the party,” he said, quickly changing the subject as he leaned against your wall.

“I’m glad you threw it,” you told him. “I know I said it, last night, but I really am so thankful. Rafe and I had a great time.”

JJ didn’t respond to that, feeling his blood pressure literally rise with every mention of the Kook. He had gone to bed last night with both of you on the brain, recalling how casual Rafe had been with you, how comfortable you were around each other. He remembered how easily you’d kissed him, throwing yourself at him like it was the most natural thing in the world for you, and he had a hard time reconciling Rafe’s girlfriend with his best friend. He almost felt like you were two different people.

Even now, as he watched you pull yourself out of bed to get ready to leave with him, he only saw his best friend. He saw the girl who hated all bathing suits at one point, even one pieces. He saw the girl who had tripped over a tree root and ended up with a bloody nose, fighting not to cry while JJ had been the one to clean you up. He saw the girl who fell off of his bike, scraping her knee.

He had the hardest time accepting that you were Rafe Cameron’s girlfriend. Even though he’d seen it, he couldn’t imagine you kissing him like so many other girls had kissed JJ. He couldn’t imagine Rafe’s hands on you, playful and searching in the same way he felt up girls he made out with. That heated desperation JJ would feel when he was with a girl, the desire to touch her and hear her? Her eagerness to get closer to him in every way possible?

Thinking of you and the guy he hated most like that made him look away, hurrying out of your room to wait for you in the living room.

When you eventually came out, you were none the wiser to his thoughts, grinning at him as you practically hopped towards him. It was a little cooler than normal today, and JJ’s gaze lingered on your exposed skin, brows knitting together as he just told himself he was worried.

“Here,” he started, taking off his jacket. “It’s-.”

“I got one,” you interrupted, snatching up a jacket from the couch that he hadn’t noticed.

As he followed you outside, he studied the jacket as you pushed your arms through the sleeves. It was unfamiliar and grey…and definitely not yours. JJ didn’t need to be a genius to note that it was Rafe’s and wondered how long it had been there.

Or had he left it last night?

As you wrapped your arms around JJ’s waist, making yourself comfortable on the back of his bike, he wondered if Rafe had stayed the night and left early in the morning.  It wasn’t any of his business though, so he forced himself to forget about it. You were quick to hop off his bike and run to Kie when you arrived at The Chateau.

Pope was chilling by the hot tub, and he guessed that John B. and Sarah were inside. JJ watched you, taking note of the wide grin and sparkly eyes and giggling demeanor. He just knew that you were talking about Rafe, and he forced himself to look away.

“Did you know that there are 26 grams of sugar in this?”

Pope was intensely studying some drink he’d bought, and when JJ didn’t reply, he felt Pope’s gaze on him. He blinked, his own gaze refocusing just as Pope spoke again.

“What’s wrong with you?”

JJ shoved his hands into his pocket, shaking his head, blond strands shaking with it.

“Nothing…”

Pope looked like he didn’t believe him, and JJ was sure he was about to say something when Sarah and John B. came striding out, joining the rest, and JJ took the opportunity to step back. He could feel himself retreating in on himself, uncharacteristically quiet as his friends talked around him, and as much as he fought it, his gaze found it’s way back to you.

You were sitting next to Kie, both of you talking and smiling, but he wasn’t focused on that.

JJ was looking at the grey jacket on your shoulders, watching the way you interacted with it. You pulled the sleeves of it over your hands, fisting the fabric and pulling it tight around you. Your lashes fluttered, and you paused for a bit before bringing the sleeves up to your face, briefly closing your eyes.

JJ looked away, again, feeling like he was intruding on something.

“It was nice and all, but I don’t think we need to make a habit out of forcing me and my brother to mingle in the same circles,” he heard Sarah say. “I barely like living with him.”

JJ watched you throw a small twig at her, a small smile on your lips.

“I second that,” Pope murmured.

“He had fun though,” you quietly said. “Got so drunk that he had to crash at my place.”

JJ’s gaze snapped back to you at that.

“I’m trying to save his liver, you guys, and convincing him to skip out on some random party is a feat in itself. He won’t let me skip one my own friends threw.”

“Once you’ve conquered the alcohol part, can you get him to drop the coke next?” Sarah’s voice was teasing, but everyone knew she was serious.

“I might have to start hiding it,” you loudly whispered.

JJ was the only one who didn’t laugh.

He didn’t really find it funny that your boyfriend drank so much you were worried about his health. Even halfheartedly. There was definitely nothing funny about him being a cokehead, God only knows what problems that would contribute to. JJ wasn’t amused when he thought about you and Rafe kissing, the blond spending the night at your house, you wearing and smelling his jacket. He thought about when he hugged you last night, thought about how your natural earthy and floral scent had been tainted by Rafe’s cologne.

His jaw clenched at the thought.

You were dating Rafe, now, and JJ didn’t think it was anything to smile about.

#dark!jj maybank x reader #dark!jj maybank #jj maybank x pogue!reader #jj maybank x reader #rafe cameron x reader #rafe cameron x pogue!reader #rafe cameron #jj maybank #obx fic #outer banks fanfiction

[cherryskyies]

Vape flavors I think the slashers would like

Includes: og!Micheal Myers, Thomas Hewitt, Bo Sinclair, Vincent Sinclair, The Grabber, Freddy Krueger, Hannibal Lecter, Jason Voorhees

this is coming from a picky smoker. If it doesn't have banana in the name I am out!! used to be a mint girly but then it started making me gag for no reason. same w raspberry lemon.

made for shits n giggles

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Michael Myers

Down for whatever, usually picks them off his victims and hopes it's not an overly sweet flavor.

Prefers tobacco flavored and hates blue raspberry.

Can't really imagine him pulling out a pink strawberry shortcake vape. Would definitely just leave that one behind.

Same with strawberry peach mint.

Thomas Hewitt

Don't think he'd like them and definitely don't see him going out of his way to get one.

Probably has a blueberry mint under his bed from three months ago he occasionally hits.

Bo Sinclair

More of a cigarette guy.

Would claim only gay men use vapes and then hide behind the church hitting his half dead mint he found on a victim.

Vincent Sinclair

Gets offended when Bo calls him gay for carrying around his strawberry banana vape.

Prefers sweet flavors, they keep him creative.

The Grabber

Don't see him being into vapes.

Tried it once or twice and nearly threw up and decided to stick to regular cigarettes.

Cherry cola wasn't too bad tho.

Freddy Krueger

You cannot tell me this man doesn't have three different vapes on him at all times.

Probably two tobacco and a third one that never stays the same

you get bored of the same flavor yk??

All different brands too

Hannibal Lecter

Too classy and old school for vapes

Would literally rather die.

He'll stick to his cigars and camel crushers please & ty.

Jason Voorhees

Again, absolutely not.

Hit some fruity flavor ONE TIME and threw up because his lungs weren't prepared.

His mom definitely gave him the silent treatment over one puff fr.

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[nikkiiiscute]

Eddie Dear Character Analysis TW: Mental Health, Sharp objects, Mentions of war, Death of parent.

Y'all better thank me for this analysis cuz I can feel the Carpal Tunnel comin'

He's clumsy to the max - He says it himself that he ran into 3 walls (FOURTH WALL REFERENCE!?) not to mention there's a gag where sometimes He and Frank bump into each other 😏. His Clumsiness has caused his Mail Contents to spill, many times: a Picture shows Frank Frankly using his Butterfly Net to help collect Eddie's dropped envelopes.

Mail Courier is a government job? - Prepare to be hit with a bold hypothesis but what if Eddie was isekai'd into Welcome Home? I feel like you can go in and out of the Puppet World so, everyone got isekai'd here? Look, I feel like some dude in / outside the puppet world is paying this dude and probably everyone that has a Job.

Nice skill set dude - Eddie solos the Arts & Crafts segment, meaning he has the best Hand Coordination and Dexterity to handle delicate paper and sharp tools. It's worth theorizing over that Eddie is always there when an obstacle requires manual labor to overcome (according to his bio). So we have a Government Employee that doubles as a Day Laborer, BUT he is also a specialist in Communications Technology - The Restoration Project News Page jokes that if Eddie Dear was with them, he might be able to help program the Website better. So an IT Technician as well? Well damn Ed, Nice Skill Set bro.

Eddie has PTSD? - Okay let's go back to the theme of Mental Health, Eddie might have undiagnosed PTSD (recognized as a mental disorder only in 1980), and possibly is suppressing his own memory, why tho? A bit of a stretch TBH, but if we can see what kind of Person he was, as in a Human Being, not just a mindless puppet he might be something else, but maybe we can guess why.

Ethnicity Analysis Time!!! - Eddie is the most Humanlike in body Proportions, the dude is built like a Marine like damn no wonder he has simps! He also has the most realistic body colors: Ruddy Orange Skin and Red Hair. kinda like the NPCs in Gerudo Valley from Breath of The Wild. For y'all who don't know, Ruddy Skin basically means that you look like ya got sunburned. Ruddy Skin and Red Hair are Traits of Orient-African Descent, or Afro-Irish Descent and y'all already know he has a Southern Accent.

Eddie's Story - Eddie Daor was born in 1942 but due to him having ruddy skin, His mother unfortunately died at birth, I have a headcanon that maybe Eddie blamed himself for his mom dying. Skipping to 1953, at 17 he enlisted into the military as a Communications tech to leave behind his memories about his mother. 2 years later, he reunited with his childhood sweetheart Frank Franklin who was working as an entomologist at a university (Analysis on them later) then in 1969 (before the show debuted) He married Frank in secret. in October 11 1969 He, Frank and some friends you know were isekai'd into the show by the Creator Ronald Dorelaine, transforming into their puppet counterpart with his real name switched out to Eddie Dear instead alongside everyone else, It was covered up as the cast being hired to puppeteer the iconic puppets. On ????? 15 1974, welcome Home abruptly ended along with the cast as the crew and the cast were found dead and an even bigger problem, Ronald Dorelaine was reported MISSING and presumed dead.

Wooooooo! Eddie had it rough tho :( but good thing when it comes to friendship he always deliver! Thank you for reading this character analysis :)!!!!

#welcome home #eddie dear #welcome home theory #character analysis

[munsonology]

I don't know if you enjoy reading pregnant OC or reader stuff, but do you know how my mom found out she was pregnant? (Note apparently she was very very irregular, which I inherited).

It was NOT her peeing a lot more then normal (she thought it was because she was trying to increase her water intake and it was a natural side effect).

It was NOT her suddenly thinking the smell of hamburger meat was the worst thing in the world (she thought it was just bad and that the store must of had a bad batch...3 times and then her and my dad swore it off. My dad had no clue cause he had his nose broken more then once and claims since then he can't smell accurately). (Lucky her she never had morning sickness)

It was NOT her crying once a week (while she is stoic, she thought it was because she had been reading a book series that had multiple people dying or tragic events that just got her).

It was her fainting at work and being taken to the hospital. Apparently my dad showed up panicked and was like "IS SHE DYING WHATS GOING ON" and both him and her still had no clue until the doc came in and was like "hey you fainted cause your iron is low cause you're pregnant"

Now imagine this but Eddie. Or Steve. After many times of acting out their breeding kinks it actually stuck

my parents are two bumbling idiots in love (they are actually very smart but both had plausible explanations for everything) and that is the core of both Eddie and Steve romances.

Omg!!! I love pregnant stories! I do wanna be a mom eventually so this is so lovely! And thank you for sharing about your parents 😍

Your mom reminds me of those women on I didn’t know I was pregnant who don’t know they’re having a kid until it’s time to give birth 😭 I think this show is on TLC and you know they’ll put anything on tv

And why do those amazon kindle books always have someone find out they’re pregnant/give birth with the most outrageous/near death experiences?????

But yeah I can so imagine Eddie or Steve raw doggin you and being like “I’m gonna put a baby in you. Wanna see you full with my kid.” But it’s all play! You haven’t planned for kids yet!

So when you start having all these weird symptoms but you don’t question anything. You’re still taking your birth control pills and you’re spotting a bit but you’ve always been irregular.

But you pass out in front of Robin and she goes “don’t die Steve will kill me if you’re dead loser” 😭 and Steve rushes into the ER and you just blurt out you’re pregnant and he’s so in shock and robins know the back giggling “guess you won’t be the only one calling him daddy now huh” 😭 A MENACE

Now with Eddie I can see you really not knowing you’re pregnant until it’s time to give birth. You had no symptoms, hardly any physical body changes typical with pregnancy. But you have a really bad stomach ache at the hideout. They just started serving some new menu items to bring in more customers and you’re hunched over on the toilet.

Dustin (who really shouldn’t be in this bar 😭) is coming back from the bathroom himself and he hears you groaning. After everything they’ve been through he’s not taking any chances. So he goes in the bathroom and sees you covered in sweat with the stall open and he’s like “I’ll get Eddie” but he’s on stage with the CC boys to a sold out crowd so you tell him “there’s no time! You need to help me Henderson! Get in here!”

He has the highest grade in health class but everything he knows is on dolls and diagrams. It’s so chaotic in this bathroom! He gags and almost passes out himself. but he pulls through and helps you give birth to your first kid with Eddie.

Back at the bar the group wonder where you two wandered off. When they all see dustin covered in blood they panic thinking the worst but he takes everyone to the bathroom to see you holding a baby in Dustin’s jacket. At the hospital you and Eddie ask dustin to be your baby’s godfather 😭

So when my mom was giving birth to me there was this medical student group coming by that wanted to see a live birth and she was hell no gtfo 💀 so her doctor kicked them out. And after my birth she asked for a coke 😭 apparently you can’t have coke when pregnant so she was drinking sprite for 9 months! The torture 😭

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[starlitmark]

Summary: The universe has a funny way of working; maybe you should let it do what it plans. Pairing: ragdoll kitty!Taeyong x fem!reader x dutch rabbit!Doyoung Tropes: hybrid au, high school au, uni au Genre: fluff, angst Rating: PG Warnings: hybrids, mentions of prejudice, language, anxiety, breakups Part 1 Word Count: 6,409 Note: thank you to @kthpurplesyou @raibebe and @daesukiii​ for beta/ proofreading this!!!

Part 2

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High School: Spring of Freshman Year

You love this little fair your friend dragged you to. It was in the town neighboring yours, but you can’t be bothered by that. You enjoy the rides and snacking on fair foods (mainly funnel cake). Her mom dropped you off here and told you to call her when you were ready to return to your friend’s home. You were doing your best to keep your slightly younger friend distracted. Throughout the entire night, she had been getting dirty looks, and you knew why: being a fox hybrid, she always got glares from people. It didn’t matter that she was genuinely one of the sweetest people you knew. They immediately assumed that she was shifty because of the pointed ears on her head.

“Hey, what about this?” she enthuses, dragging you in another direction.

“Slow down,” you laugh lightly, “we can stay as late as my curfew.”

She’s far too excited about whatever she sees. Suddenly though, she stops dead in her tracks. The abrupt stop makes you nearly knock her to the ground. Her tail gently bats against your shin; she’s focusing on something. You see a boy around your age when you look where she’s looking. He’s some sort of cat hybrid; his ears are a pale grey, and his tail matches the shade, with the underside white.

You nudge her, hoping to regain her attention. You gently run a finger along her silver ear when nudging her doesn’t work, making it twitch reflexively. She pins her ears down to her hair, showing you her annoyance.

“Why are you staring at that boy? You like him?” you tease.

She makes a gagging noise, “No! That’s my cousin!”

“He’s a… cat hybrid?”

She huffs at you, “Our grandma is a kitty, but grandpa is a fox. His mom is a kitty, and my mom is a fox. Did you not pay attention to your biology class?”

“I haven’t gotten to the genetics unit of the course yet…”

She doesn’t respond and instead drags you toward the kitty hybrid. Your younger friend seems to be fixated on getting to him. She holds onto your hand tightly and weaves through the crowd. Once you’re close enough, she starts tiptoeing to sneak up on him. Not that she really needed to be quiet. It was a loud public setting, after all. She looks back at you with a sly grin before taking a deep breath and barking. The kitty boy jumps a mile high due to the shock, adding a hiss in for good measure.

“What the hell?” he whines, “That was completely unnecessary.”

“No, it wasn’t!” she laughs, “I scared you. It was fun!”

“Whatever, what are you doing here anyway? I’m surprised your mom let you come out here. Ya know, with being a baby still.” he teases.

“I am not a baby!” the fox whines

“You’re still in middle school.” he deadpans.

She ushers you to stand beside her, “I’m not alone! I have my friend with me.”

You finally get a good look at the boy in front of you. He’s gorgeous. He’s not extremely tall, though; that can change still, and he has eyes that suck you in and hold you hostage. He has a smile resting on his lips. It’s pretty. You’ve had a few crushes before, but none of them made your heart beat the way it is when you look at him. You can’t say a single word when you make eye contact with him. Your mouth opens and closes several times, but no words come out.

“Oh! This is my cousin, Taeyong.” she explains, “He’s a year older than you.”

“Do you go to the high school here?” You shake your head, “No, I live a town over. She just dragged me here for the fair.”

“Well, if you ever want someone to hang out with that isn’t her, you know me now.” He pats his sides briefly before pulling a pen out of his pocket.  

“Can I have your hand for a second?” you give him your hand. He writes a phone number on it—the feeling of the pen tickling against the heel of your palm as he writes. “That’s my number. I can’t guarantee that I’ll be able to answer all the time. My mom is rather… insistent on phone time limits… but I’ll answer whenever I can.”

He offers you a sweet smile, then rubs his hand against his younger cousin’s hair. She makes an odd noise and pushes his hand away. She quickly moves to fix her hair and the fur of her ears. He chuckles at her, smiling like she’s his younger sister rather than a cousin.

“I’ll see you for dinner tomorrow, dummy,” he affectionately teases.

“You won’t,” she calls after him, “She’s staying over tonight.”

“So I’ll just see both of you!” he calls back, not turning around still.

Taeyong disappears into the crowd, his bushy grey tail swishing as he walks, and you’re left with your younger fox friend. She looks at you to gauge your thoughts. You’re not sure where your thoughts are at the moment. You look down at your palm where his number is written. The blue ink seems to jump out.

“You like him, don’t you?”

“What?! I just met him. What are you talking about?”

“You like him,” she sing-songs, “I should have you text my mom to pick me up, and you can stay here and find Taeyong again. He’s probably hanging around that bunny boy he’s friends with.”

“Do not.” you whine, “Let’s just go back to yours… I wanna charge my phone.”

When you return to your friend’s house, she’s half asleep. She hardly processes what’s happening as she does her nightly routine. You chuckle at her behavior and follow suit, plugging your phone in for good measure. You’re not nearly as exhausted as her, but you don’t know where her sudden exhaustion came from. She flops down on her bed and almost instantly is asleep. Her mom had set up a mattress on the floor beside her bed for you to sleep on.

You lay down on the makeshift bed for a while, not doing anything for a moment. Then your mind starts wandering to what happened earlier in the afternoon. Taeyong seemed to be rather intriguing, not just in physical appearance. Yes, he’s drop-dead gorgeous, but something about his aura also makes you insanely curious about the kitty hybrid. Shifting your weight, you look over at your charging phone. It’s within reach, and you haven’t yet added his number to your phone. Now’s good a time as ever, you suppose. Shimmying your way up the mattress, you reach out for your phone. You’re nearly blinded by the brightness, having adjusted to the room’s darkness. You type the number on your palm into your phone and get a giddy, butterfly feeling when it is saved. Your fox friend was teasing you when she claimed that you like him, but maybe an itty bitty crush is developing. It probably won’t go anywhere, though, he goes to a different school, and you probably won’t see him more than once a month, if that.

You at 10:45pm || Hey! Just letting you know this is y/n :)

Taeyong at 10:46 pm || Hi :D what are you doing awake still?

You at 10:46 pm || Your lovely cousin fell asleep already and I’m just not tired

Taeyong at 10:48pm || So I’m a second choice 😞 || I see how it is 😞

You giggle slightly at his message and quickly quiet yourself when your friend shifts on her bed. You know her hearing is sensitive, but you can never be sure how sensitive it is, especially when sleeping. Sometimes it’s extremely sensitive, and she sleeps like the dead other times. When you’re sure she’s still asleep, you look back at your screen to see another message from Taeyong.

Taeyong at 10:51 pm || I can’t sleep either. Wanna maybe call? We don’t have to if you’re uncomfortable or if my cousin decided to be a light sleeper tonight.

You at 10:52 || I’d really like that actually 😊

It only takes a few more moments before your phone vibrates with an incoming call. You let it ring a few times, feeling how your heartbeat slightly picks up in pace. Finally, you press the accept button and stay quiet. You’re not sure what you’re meant to say.

“I thought you weren’t going to answer for a minute,” you hear Taeyong chuckle.

“I wouldn’t do that,” you respond, “I said I wanted to chat after all.

There’s a short moment of silence. It’s not immensely awkward, but it’s not extremely comfortable. You hear him sigh, and you hum in response. When he doesn’t respond, you speak up louder.

“What’s on your mind?” you question.

“Nothing.”

“Taeyong,” you respond, “we’ve only known each other for a few hours, but I know something’s off.”

He chuckles. “You and Doyoung would get along. He always knows when something’s wrong.”

There’s another short pause between you. Neither of you says a thing, but you hear something akin to a trill. You chuckle lightly as you reposition to be lying on your side.

“What’s Doyoung like? I think I should at least have an idea considering I’m meeting him tomorrow.”

“You hardly know me, and you’re already trying to get to my best friend,” he teases.

“It’s not like-”

“I know, I know,” he replies, “Doyoung… is a pain in my ass,” he laughs, “Seriously though, he’s an amazing friend. I don’t know what I’d do without him. He’s saved me more than a few times.”

“He seems like a good friend to you,” you say, yawning afterward.

“You already getting tired?” Taeyong teases again.

“A little. I still wanna talk, though.”

“We can keep talking. Fall asleep when you want to,” he offers.

You chat for a few more minutes before your eyelids get heavy. You’re not sure when you stopped responding to Taeyong or when you entirely fell asleep, but you felt happy and comfortable. It just seemed right to talk with him as if you’ve known each other forever.

“You bitch!” you wake up to your friend yelling in your ear, “You told me you didn’t have a crush on Taeyong!”

“H-huh?” you grumble, half asleep, “What are you talking about?”

“Explain this!” she enthuses, holding your phone up.

You were still on a call with the older kitty hybrid, clocking in at just over 10 hours. You don’t have anything you can say to your silver fox friend. That’s when you hear a noise similar to a purr mixed with a meow. Your younger friend smirks, and you give her a look to beg her not to do anything.

“Good morning, dearest cousin!” she chirps, “Did you sleep well?”

“What the fuck?” he groans.

You huff before snatching your phone from her hand. She makes a bark-like noise and flops down on her bed.

“Good morning, Taeyong,” you sigh, “Sorry I forgot to hang up last night.”

“No, no,” his voice is still laced with sleep, “I fell asleep not long after you. I should’ve hung up before I fell asleep.”

“O-okay, I’ll see you tonight at dinner, right?”

“Yeah, see you tonight.”

You hang up the call and see your younger friend already giving you a knowing look. You roll your eyes at her and flop back on your makeshift bed. You know she wants an explanation, and you simply don’t have one.

You go about your day without addressing the elephant in the room. You enjoy your time with her as you always do. Then dinner rolls around. You’re expecting Taeyong to treat you just like he does his cousin. When he walks through the door with his parents and another boy, you’re confused at first before you notice the greyish-brown rabbit ears on his head. They stand out against his dark hair, but you find it rather cute. You deduce that the other boy must be Doyoung, the rabbit friend Taeyong mentioned to you last night.

Another surprise follows the initial one of meeting Doyoung. Taeyong walks right up to you and stops meer steps from you.

“Can I give you a hug?” he asks.

“Y-yeah, you can,” you offer a shy smile.

Taeyong wraps his arms around you, and when you wrap your arms around him as well, you can hear a soft purr escape his throat. His tail swishes out of happiness, lightly hitting your calf occasionally. When he pulls away, you see a big, bright smile resting on his lips. You immediately feel a smile taking over your lips as well.

“Since when do you have a girlfriend?” you hear someone call.

“Shut up, Doyoung. It’s not like that.”

“You sure? I can smell you, you know.”

Taeyong fully releases you and drags his younger friend into another room. He likely assumes you’re out of earshot, but you’re not. Instead, you hear Taeyong scold his friend and tell him not to say anything about it. He had recently presented, you found out, and he still can’t fully control it at times.

The dinner is relatively uneventful. Between Taeyong’s mom and your friend’s mom bickering as any sister duo would - which is actually rather amusing to you, you and Taeyong share small glances throughout the meal. In turn, Doyoung gives his friend playfully disgusted looks whenever he does so, and your fox hybrid friend continually nudges you to give you a look that you choose not to decipher for the sake of your friendship. After you finish your dinner, you start to clean up your place. Taeyong isn’t far behind you. He hip-checks you lightly and offers you another shy smile.

“You wanna sit outside for a little bit? It’s really nice out, and the lightning bugs are beautiful at this time of night.” Taeyong asked, a little unsure.

“I’d love that,” you smile softly.

Your friend and Doyoung somehow disappeared into thin air when you turned around to see if they would be joining you. Something tells you they’re just watching some show in the living room with the adults, but you don’t bother trying to find them. You find yourself sitting on the back porch with Taeyong in silence for a few moments. It’s, again, a comfortable silence.

“You feel it too, right?” he asks.

When you look over at him, you can’t help but feel the air get stolen from your lungs. Even now, he looks gorgeous in just a plain hoodie and some jeans. The outdoor lighting strung across the porch beams make him look indescribable. He’s the most stunning and comforting person in the world.

“Feel what?” you ask, sliding closer to him on the couch on the porch.

“I don’t know,” he says, “Something between us just seems right.”

“Right meaning?”

“You wanna try dating?” he asks candidly.

“Trying to make sure I don’t get stolen away by your best friend?” you tease, nudging him before placing your head on his shoulder, “I like the idea of that.”

He laces your fingers together, “You still on spring break tomorrow?”

“Yeah, I am.”

“How about a date then?”

“Who’s gonna drive me to our date?”

“I just started driving, so I can pick you up!”

You sit there for a few moments. It’s all so peaceful; the gentle sound of crickets and cicadas chirping are the only noises you hear. You didn’t think you’d get a boyfriend from the sleepover with your friend, but here you are.

Spring: Junior Year of High School

“Hey, baby! You still coming over today?” you ask over the phone.

“Yeah, I am,” Taeyong muses, “Jae asked me to drive him and his classmate to his house on the way.”

“Oh?” you ask, “Is it that Basenji he swears he hates?”

“Nosy, nosy,” your boyfriend teases.

“What?” you chuckle, “You know that boy is in love with her.”

“I know, I know,” he laughs back, “It is her, though. I can’t wait to see how it plays out.”

You’re lounging around your house waiting for Taeyong and, by proxy, Doyoung to get here. You’ve been texting back and forth with Doyoung. He’s always been your source of drama since you started dating his best friend. He told you how he swears that Jaehyun will start dating this girl by the end of the year, he even tried to make a bet, but you declined the offer.

You hear a knock at your front door, followed by your mother greeting the two guests. When you come downstairs, you already see the kitty and bunny hybrid standing in the entryway with your mom, sharing a few polite words. Upon noticing you, Taeyong drops his bag on the coat closet bench and slips past your mom and Doyoung to wrap you up in a hug and kiss the crown of your head.

“Sweetheart, I’m heading out for that board meeting. I’ll be back later, okay?” your mother hums.

“Okay, Mom, we’ll be okay here.”

“I know you will,” she smiles at you, and is out the door.

You and the two hybrid boys sit on the rug in your room. There’s a perfectly good small couch and a bed you can sit on, but somehow you all silently agree that the area rug was the most comfortable. You and Doyoung work on your homework for a shared class while Taeyong lets out different annoyed sounds across from you.

“You okay, kitty?”

“Yeah, I’m okay,” he sighs.

“You don’t sound okay,” Doyoung points out, putting his pencil down.

“I’m checking my application statuses to universities,” he admits, “There’s only like two that haven’t responded yet, the two I most want to go to. It’s stressful.”

Your heart drops a little bit, hearing what he’s doing. He’s often said he wants to go abroad for his degree. It’s a significant worry in your mind. You scoot toward him, abandoning the history notebook. You place your head against his shoulder, looking at his laptop screen.

“That’s really far away,” you note.

“Which one?” Doyoung asks, looking at his textbook still.

“University of Southern California,” Taeyong responds, “It’s an excellent school for journalism.”

“That- that is really far. So you’re really set on going abroad for university, huh?” Doyoung reiterates with worry in his tone.

Taeyong looks away from his laptop to his friend, then drops his gaze down to you. He can read you both like books. He knows you’re both worried about him. To ease your worries, he leans the top of his laptop down, not entirely shutting it, kisses your head, and gives Doyoung a sympathetic look. Taeyong lets his tail rest against your leg, something he’s been doing that helps comfort you.

“I won’t be gone forever,” he reassures, “It’ll just be four years. If I even get accepted, that is.”

“Four years,” you sigh, “What does that mean for…”

You can’t finish your sentence, a weird heaviness settling in your chest, making it unable to speak anymore. Taeyong wraps an arm around your shoulder, pulling you against him until you can feel his kitty ear pressed against your head. Doyoung just sighs and shifts in his spot. None of you speak. The weight of the unknown future is suddenly on you, and you don’t know how to take it.

“We’ll cross that bridge when we get there. Plus, we don’t know if I’ll get into USC.”

“Yeah, I guess that’s true. I don’t want to be a reason you didn’t go, though.” “You wouldn’t be-” he suddenly stops, his nostrils flaring. “Do you have any roses or rose-scented things in the house?” “No… why?”

“Doyoung…”

“What?” “We need to get you home. Now.”

You’ve never heard Taeyong speak to Doyoung in that tone before. Doyoung just honks at him, and for a moment, it seems that Taeyong is about to back down. But, instead, your boyfriend opens his laptop fully again and saves where he left off before grabbing his things and practically dragging Doyoung out of your room. You’re confused, but both hybrids seem to know what’s happening.

“You can be mad at me all you want, but you can’t be here right now,” Taeyong argues.

“I will not be taking orders from some strawberry-scented omega,” Doyoung bites.

Taeyong nearly gives in again but holds his ground.

“He’s presenting,” your boyfriend explains, “and he’s definitely an alpha. I need to get him back to his house before he triggers my heat.”

“What about-”

“I know, my love, we’ll discuss it later. I seriously need to get him home, though. I love you.”

“I love you too,” you smile softly, “Call me when you get home, okay?” “Okay,” he smiles.

He shoves Doyoung out the door while carrying all of their things. You watch as they drive away. Taeyong probably isn’t obeying the speed limit, but desperate times call for desperate measures.

A pit settles in your stomach; even though you know it’ll all work out in the end, it’s scary. You knew walking into this relationship that Taeyong would graduate, go to uni, and do most milestone things before you. But now, with reality catching up to you, it’s terrifying. You’ve already applied to the universities you want to attend. You and Doyoung did it together since you want to go into the same field of study. But hearing how determined your boyfriend of two years was, saying he wants to go abroad for university, makes you feel uneasy. You have older friends who warned you about the curse of relationships slipping through the cracks when university years roll around. Your relationship with Taeyong was stable even in just two years of dating, but the worry still exists in your mind.

Back in your room, you did your work without Doyoung’s (very needed) help. With nothing more to occupy your mind, you’re just pacing around your home with your mind wandering any place it so chooses. It floats everywhere. From what your younger fox friend has been up to. She got into a prodigious high school for music and has been thriving. Jaehyun has grown a lot in the time that you’ve known him. You first met when Taeyong and Doyoung introduced you to him. It was utterly accidental too. They had to pick Jaehyun up from a practice game because his parents were away, and he forgot to arrange a ride home. When you first met, he was barely taller than you. Now, he is quite a bit taller than you. You didn’t think someone could grow so much physically in a year and a half, but Jaehyun seemed to prove you wrong.

Then from there, your mind wanders off to your best friend. Taeyong told you that you would click well the first night you talked with Doyoung; he had been right about that. When you first got the chance to get to know him properly, you became two peas in a pod. Sometimes, that bond would be at Taeyong’s expense. You two tended to gang up on him. Doyoung quickly became your second shoulder to lean on, just the right amount of support and giving you the harsh truth when needed. Taeyong, of course, is your central support system, and you appreciate him for that. When he can’t be, though, Doyoung is the first person you go to. Sometimes, you think that if you hadn’t started dating Taeyong, you would’ve probably dated Doyoung. You don’t dwell on that thought much since you were utterly in love with Taeyong, and you don’t tell either of the boys either.

That’s when your mind lands on your boyfriend again. You didn’t know you could love someone so much until you met him. It seems naïve coming from a seventeen-year-old, but it makes sense to you. You’ve watched classmates cycle through partners as if it’s nothing. That’s something you couldn’t imagine doing, though. The relationship you have with Taeyong is something indescribable. That’s why the prospects of the future scare you so much. Nothing’s set in stone, though.  No matter how strong this bond might be with the potential of being across the world from him. You have hope but also know the reality of the situation. He’ll be studying almost all the time, and there will be a sixteen-hour difference with you ahead of him.

Your mind starts going down the dangerous black hole of ‘what ifs’ about the situation, which ruins your mood. Curling up on the couch, playing with the corner of a throw pillow, you let your mind run. You’ll likely be the only one home for a while. Your mom typically stays at the board meetings for her company pretty late to help extra and clean up. Dad is on another business trip, so he won’t return home.

Suddenly, there’s a knock at your front door. Your eyebrows furrow in confusion, and you look through the peephole in the door to see who it is. It’s Taeyong, a very excited one at that. His tail is flicking back and forth, his already sparkly eyes are sparkling even more, and his fluffy grey ears jut in different directions, constantly listening to everything around him.

You unlock the door and let him in. Before you can even get any words of greeting out, you’re wrapped up in a tight hug. Chuckling lightly, you hug Taeyong back and scratch the base of his kitty ear. He releases a purr and squeezes you impossibly tighter. Then, you process the sound of paper crinkling slightly. Finally, you pull back in his hold slightly.

“What’s that?” you ask with a wide smile.

“I was so excited that I didn’t get to let you know I got home. I opened it and immediately drove over here to tell you! Here, you read it!”

He releases you from the hug and hands you the paper. You unfold the letter, and it’s an official-looking one, and it’s in English. You’re doing well in your English class, but you can only pick out some parts of the letter due to its formality. Despite the struggle, you see the words ‘congratulations’ and ‘accepted’ at the beginning of the letter. Your heart pounds out of your chest when your eyes dart to the upper left corner, and you see the university’s emblem that you saw on the website Taeyong was looking at earlier, and you realize what it is. It’s an acceptance letter from the University of Southern California.

“I did it!” he practically bounces in his place, “I got in!”

“I- I’m so happy for you, kitty,” you smile, still processing it all, “Have you decided to go there, or are you still thinking about Kyunhee University too?”

“I wanted to go to USC the most out of all the places I applied to. I’m pretty set on going there. Why? Is everything okay?”

His eyes soften, and his ears and tail still show how attentive he is to your unsure state. You fold the letter shut like how you have received it. Then, handing it back to him, you nod.

“I’m excited for you. I really am. I’m scared, too, though, honestly. You’ll be so far away, and I’ve heard so many horrible outcomes for long distance from my classmates about breakups during university and-”

“Hey, listen to me,” he requests softly, gently cupping your face, “We still have another two and a half months before I need to move over there. So we’ll talk all the logistics out until then. Deal?”

You nod, “Deal.”

“I love you so much. I always will, even if-” he sighs, “Even if we need to take a break while I’m getting my degree. I’ll always come back to you.”

“I don’t want to do that,” you respond, pulling him into a hug.

He hugs you back and sighs again, “I know, baby. But if that’s healthiest for both of us, we need to think that way. As shitty as that sounds.”

High School: Summer before Senior Year

It’s mid-July when you find yourself in Taeyong’s home, helping him finish packing. You’re not as affectionate with him today, and you know he notices it. Usually, you’re attached to his hip, but today you’re on the opposite side of his room, packing an entirely different box for him. You seal the box with packing tape and pick it up to carry outside. Just as you’re about to leave the room, you feel Taeyong place a hand on your hip. His touch makes you freeze but don’t turn around to look at him. You don’t have to look at him to know he’s giving you a concerned look. He lets out a sigh before speaking.

“I know this is hard on you,” he admits, “It’s hard on me too. Please don’t take this out on me.”

You jerk out of his hold, “I’m not taking anything out on anyone.”

“Sweetheart,” he sighs, “I don’t want to argue with you right before I leave for university.”

“So don’t,” you state bluntly.

Not giving him a chance to argue, you start walking out of his family home and toward his car to put the box in it. Taeyong isn’t far behind you. You place the box in the trunk and turn to see him with his ears droopy and his tail not swishing happily like it typically is. Instead, he’s giving you a concerned look. It’s the same look he gave you when he first told you about his acceptance letter to USC. You know it’s selfish to want to keep him here in Korea with you, but you want that more than anything. It feels like he’s leaving you here while he’s off to have fun in a foreign country. He claims he’ll return after getting his degree, but four years is a long time to be away from your boyfriend, even with visits during his summer breaks. He puts his box down beside the one you carried in the car. Not ready to face him when your emotions are in such turmoil, you look away from him and try to skirt around him to retrieve another box.

“Look at me,” he requests, holding onto your shoulder gently.

“What do you need, Taeyong? We need to finish packing your car. You leave in the morning.”

“You’re mad at me. I know you are,” he admits, “What can I do to fix whatever’s wrong?”

“It’s not worth it, Taeyong. Let me get another box. You won’t be packed at this rate.”

Again you try to walk away, but he stops you again. This time, he grips your arm tighter than he had just held your shoulder. Finally, you hear him sniffle quietly, and that’s when you feel your heart drop. Not many times during your relationship have you seen Taeyong cry due to being upset.

“This isn’t a per- permanent thing. You know that right?” he tries to hold tears back.

“Taeyong,” you sigh, trying not to cry, “How will we survive this? I’ll be going off to uni next year. Between time difference and both of us in uni-”

You meet his eyes again and burst into tears. Taeyong pulls you to his chest and strokes your hair as you sob. Neither of you says anything for a few minutes. You know he’s crying, too, due to the uneven breathing beneath you. He has his cheek pressed against your head now, holding onto you as if he’ll never get to hold you again. Something isn’t right between you; unfortunately, you think you know what will come.

“C-can you look at me?” he requests quietly.

You pull your head away from his chest and look at his glassy, slightly red eyes. His ears are now pressed against his hair. They would’ve blended into his white hair if the fur of his ears didn’t have the grey bits to it. You’re trying so hard not to burst into tears again, seeing how worried he is despite being just as upset as you are.

“I-” you interrupt yourself with a sniffle, “I know what you’re thinking.”

“What am I thinking, my love?” he asks, worry laced through his tone.

“It’ll be better for us in the long run to take a break.”

“Is that what you feel?” he asks.

He lets go of you entirely and takes a step back. Suddenly the tiny space between you feels a mile wide. You wrap your arms around yourself tightly and look down at the ground, trying to compose yourself. Instead, you find yourself picking at the sides of your fingers to somehow calm yourself. It doesn’t work well.

“Taeyong,” you sigh, “you’re thinking it too. If it’s hard just packing, how will we deal with a sixteen-hour time difference?”

“If that-” he looks away, trying to hold his tears, “If that’s what you want. We’ll take a break.”

“Is that it? We’re just going to drop everything here?” you can’t help but let hurt invade your voice.

“We aren’t dropping anything,” he frowns, “We’re just- we’re putting things on pause until I get home.”

You meet his eyes again and give him a tight-lipped smile. You don’t know what you expected. You told him a break was what needed to happen. Maybe you wanted him to fight for your relationship more, to try to hold on a little tighter. That wasn’t happening, though. You nod at him. An awkward tension fills the space between you.

“I- I guess I’ll be off then,” you sigh.

“Y/n,” he reaches out and squeezes your hand, “I’m not leaving you behind. I’m gonna come back for you, okay?”

“Okay, I’ll- I’ll just let you finish packing up. Keep in touch, okay?”

He nods, and with that, you walk to your car and start on your way home. Only now, you’re a single woman. You think for a while as you drive. Your mind wanders all over the place, and before you realize it, you’re not even going to your home anymore. You had subconsciously started making your way to Doyoung’s home. After weighing your options, you decided to just stay on this route and visit your best friend. There’s no point in bothering him with a call. More likely than not, he’s prepping for your last year of high school.

You pull up to his house and see his older brother about to get in his car. You know Gongmyun enough, but you need more of a relationship to stop and talk, so you opt just to wave at him and continue on your way to the door. His mom is already opening the door before you can climb the porch steps. The brightly smiling bunny hybrid pulls you into a warm hug. It’s nothing new for her to hug you, but she’s never embraced you so tightly.

“I know you needed that,” she comments when she pulls out of the hug, “You don’t need to tell me what’s wrong. I’m sure Doyoung is about to get an earful of that,” she smiles at you.

“Thanks,” you sigh, fighting against the tears welling up again. “I’ll probably stick around for dinner, too, if that’s okay. My parents are working night shifts again, and being home doesn’t feel-”

She smiles softly and squeezes your shoulder, “Enough of that. You’re always welcome here. Now, go rant, scream, cry, whatever you need. He’s up in his room.”

She jerks her head towards the stairs and gives you one last comforting smile. You pass by the wall of family pictures they have on the stairwell. Seeing how much love and comfort resides in these walls is always heartwarming. The only other place you feel more comfortable is Taeyong’s home. Well, it was, at least.

As suspected, Doyoung is hunched over his desk, looking at an essay he needs to write for the advanced literature class he opted to take. His ear twitches towards you, and he looks at your dejected facial expression. Then, without a word, he stands up and wraps his arms around you in a hug. You practically melt into his hold. You didn’t even realize you needed a hug from him until it was already happening. Sobs start to fall from your lips as tears soak his shirt. Still, he hasn’t said a word. Standing there, he lets you cry on him as long as you need. You’re unsure how much time passes, but you eventually feel your sobs slow until they simmer to a sniffle. When you pull back, you notice a rather large wet spot on his shirt from where you had been crying on him.

You wipe your eyes, “Sorry about that.” Your voice comes out rather meek.

He shakes his head at you, “I’ll just change it. What happened that you came crying to me instead of Yongie?”

“Oh… um…”

“Do I need to go beat his ass?” Doyoung asks with a sharper tone.

You shake your head and sit on his bed while he goes to his closet to find another shirt. You’re accustomed to him and Taeyong shamelessly changing their clothes (the upper half) in front of you. Nothing could make you uncomfortable at this point in your friendship. Doyoung’s large beige ears are upright. His head turned so he could listen to whatever you needed to tell him. When you remain quiet, he turns to you with a clean shirt on and gives you a puzzled yet concerned look. Then, he sits beside you and fixates his eyes on you.

“Y/n, tell me what’s going on,” he says softly, “Something’s off right now.”

“We broke up,” you respond in a shaky voice.

“When? If you don’t mind me asking.”

“You would’ve heard it from one of us eventually,” you sigh, “Just now, I drove straight here after it all.”

He doesn’t press any further. He hugs you again. You end up sitting on his bed, semi-cuddling while talking about anything that comes to your mind. You know he’s distracting you from everything, but you don’t plan to stop him soon, either. Even after a delicious dinner, his mom makes for the family (plus you), you end up staying longer and hanging out with him. It’s nice to know that even though breaking up with his best friend earlier in the day, you still have Doyoung to rely on through it all.

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[rescuehumans-runtotherescue]

Not a hc relationship for a Burns kid with a reader (my brain can't accept that ¨reader¨ is supposed to be me 😕)

But what do you think of hc for Charlie x Carin??? Why not have some old people love fluff?? How would the rest of the Burns kids react knowing that their dad is ¨back in action 🤭😉?

I wanted to send you ideas/hc's for a future au with some of my crack ships, but I think that you won't like them

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Charlie x Carin Headcanons

🚨Given the fact that they’re in their middle age, most dates are probably quiet ones, when rescue work doesn’t get in the way. Their relationship gives me big “quality time as a love language” vibes.

🚨They still like to hike together! They get to appreciate nature and the quiet time away from responsibilities for a short while and just enjoy each other’s presence. Sometimes their hikes turn into picnics.

🚨They also do lunch when they can, cafe dates where Charlie pulls out her chair for her and they playfully fight over who will cover the check. Chivalry ain’t dead~

🚨They talk policing, getting to know about what each other has done and heard about working on the police force. Carin likes to get Charlie all flushed and bashful when she goes on and on about how famous he is in the mainland rescue community.

🚨They do talk about family as well. They both have plenty of stories of Jerry to laugh about, and of course there is always a lot to say about the Burns’ kids.

🚨But Charlie? Well Charlie mainly just wants to hear about her.

🚨He loves his kids and is proud of them but he hears plenty of people praising the rescue team all the time. He wants to know about her. Why she became police dispatch, why she moved to the island, if she had a spouse…

🚨And if she did, they speak of their passed loved ones fondly together, which only strengthens their bond and makes Charlie feel less guilty about pursuing love again.

🚨Sometimes they do drives around town (or Carin joins Charlie for parol) courtesy of Chase, who is painfully oblivious to these two flirting and how much of a third wheel he is.

How The Kids Would React

The Burns’ kids would definitely notice when their dad starts hanging out with a woman his age. At first they would stay out of it for sake of pretending it’s not happening and not wanting to make assumptions, but when casual meetups turn into obvious dates, they have a talk about it. And when I say ‘they’ have a talk about it, I mean just the kids.

They know their dad still loves their mom and that their dad has gone through so much that he deserves to be happy. If that’s with Carin, they’re… okay with it. Kade is surprisingly the most accepting of it.

It can’t not be awkward when your parent starts dating again. The Burns’ kids and Carin have a lot of strained awkward conversations before they get used to her being around.

They do like Carin but this doesn’t stop them from making faces and fake gagging behind her back if they catch the two getting affectionate, no matter how innocent it is.

“Oh gross, they’re kissing!”

It’s likely the most awkward for poor Cody, who is probably a teenager at the time this is happening. Not to mention the fact that he and Carin’s nephew (Jerry’s son) are likely being made to hang out more because of it. Not that Cody doesn’t like him but I’m sure he gets plenty of “Ew Aunt Carin and your dad are dating! That’s so gross!” Or they just avoid talking about it at all which makes for a lot of awkward silence.

🚨Charlie never hides his newfound relationship from his kids, but he is hesitant to talk about it.

1, because he’s not sure how they’ll react to him moving on from their mom

2, he knows it’s ‘cringy’ when a parent gets mushy with someone

And 3, he knows that they’ll tease him about it

Kade: Hey, uh, Dad! Is that a new shirt? Don’t think I’ve seen it before! Going somewhere… special?

Charlie [parent warning voice]: Kade…

Dani: Oh hush, Kade. Let him have some fun, he deserves it!

Graham: Oh, uh, but not too much fun!

Cody: Guys, ew!

#pst gelu I want to hear about your crack ships #I just don’t ship Cody or any of the young characters really #but I want to hear about your ships of the adults! #Charlie burns #chief burns #Carin #tfrb #Charlie burns x Carin #Charlie x Carin #Charlie dating headcanons #Charlie #gelu the babosa multiversal #ask #Carin tfrb #Charlie tfrb #rescue humans headcanons #Carin x Charlie #trb #trb Charlie #trb Carin #long post

[supa-suckers]

Shakes x Skarra

Ship Headcanons:

Okay look we all know very damn well that thesse two are gonna need some help on the relationship im talking like profesional help.

There is some point in Couple's Counselling where their theraphist snaps and just goes 'Look Skarra i can either help you get over Shakes or get with him, not both!' Or 'You either stop pretending you don't care about this or start caring!'

İt gets easier after that.

Verg big on PDA once they go public (which -let's face it- won't take long) arm across shoulders, hand in the other's back pocket, kiss on the cheek, hip bumps, hand holding, etc. etc.

Extending on that both teams have stopped letting their respective players sit on the front row whenever they come to eachother's matches since Skarra and Sahakes' new favourite goal celebration is tugging the other down and smooching.

Vince visibly gagged the first time they did it, Coach called Shakes' mom.

The dogs warm up to Shakes surprisingly quickly Skarra suspects he let them have chesse or something.

Whenever they argue both dogs take Shakes' side just to piss him off.

After their first Big argument Shakes left the house to try and give both of them some space but they both have major seperation anxiety do he came back 20 mins. later to a...quite distraught Skarra.

They made it a rule that no matter how mad they are instead of leaving they'll stick by eachother and when it's time to actually talk it through they'll be cıvıl about it.

Dee's reaction to them dating was looking Skarra dead in the eyes and saying 'you don't deserve him' that dosen't mean she likes him though, she tolarates him at best.

Spenza looked Skarra dead in the eyes and said 'i'm onto you buddy', he never stopped looking for proof of some evil plan and who can blame him really.

Shakes is just as childish and Skarra's just as insuffrable.

Slowly both pairs get more used to eachother but they don't show it.

Spenza is real good with kids though and Dee appriciates a good mystery story. Begrudging Spenza Dee friendship anyone?

They like to bring eachother flowers because that's what normal couples do, right?

Both praise themselves on being the only one (?) able to understand the other, they also love showing off their partner

Skarra is a legs guy, he also appriciates a nice pair of lips, Shakes is more into the shoulders he can lean on and the ass he can slap.

The teams FREAKED when they found out Supa Strikas were all like 'Ha-Ha nice one Shakes/say sike rn/ c'mon dude tell me ur smarter than that!' Klaus thought it was the ultuimate enemies to lovers story.

İ.U was more of a 'HAH you owe me thirty bucks assmunch/Saw that one coming/well this ought to be interesting'.

Nicknames are:. Bro + every insult ever with like a honey thrown in during a tender moment.

NSFW:

Okay so y'all are gonna come at me for this but thesse guys bone like conservative 70 year olds, despite both having play boy type personalitys they never quite got it up.

Both are all talk and a wobbly walk basically.

They think having the lights off is kinky, Skarra has a thing for hair pulling he tried once and they had to stop just so he could pull his fingers out of that bird nest. Shakes is madly into hickies both giving and receiving.

First time happened after the first argument prolly not a good mindset to roll in the hay with but i think we should accept the fact that they'll never have a perfectly non-toxic relationship.

Biggest turn offs are: oral since they like to run their mouths and bondage because *vauge gesture*.

Skarra has red LED lights in his bedroom Shakes refuses to woo-hoo while they're on.

#supa strikas #supa strikas hcs #supa strikas moodboard #supa strikas shakes #supa strikas skarra #supa strikas sharra #deadly duo #supa strikas shipping

[chzdavmpr]

Goodnight Punpun Reading Diary Volume 2

Content Warning: I try to avoid going in detail about the more explicit parts of this story, but this does book gets real explicit for a while, so I'll still warn here that this post will discuss a plot point about abuse and sexualization of a minor. Also if you plan on reading this book yourself PLEASE LOOK UP THE TRIGGER WARNINGS FIRST CAUSE THAT'S JUST THE ONE I CAN'T AVOID TALKING ABOUT

Theory: perhaps "God" represents a part of Punpun's inner thoughts. (Note: I tend to be pretty bad at picking up on themes and symbolism in a story before finishing it, so for some of you that statement is probably pretty obvious.)

There's 2 of him now???

With the wager Punpun and Yaguchi set up it's very much them ignoring Aiko being her own person, but for different reasons. For Punpun he's in his incel arc but for Yaguchi it very much he more has his own issues in how he sees himself that he needs to overcome before he's ready for any relationship.

In volume 1 I thought Punpun's uncle was a chill dude, but he not only has a pretty cynical outlook at life, but he thinks his own sister should die just for having armpit hair, but gets off to a vhs labeled "high school hotties" and now I think I hate him. [Note from after finishing the volume: it get's worse. Now I 100% hate him]

Ok so either we are getting guy-with-afro lore that he works the this karaoke bar, or he's just a gag character that the author puts everywhere for no reason

Uh oh. UH OH. I see where this flashback is going STOP USING THE SAME WORDS YOU USED FOR THE POTTERY TO DESCRIBE THE 16 YEAR OLD!

As of the end of "part 3" I am very uncomfy. And that's probably the point, it forces the reader to be like "that's fucked up" and then look back at that whole date scene that was played mostly wholesome and say "this whole situation is fucked up" (which they probably should have already but the legacy of Scott Pilgrim has taught that you can never be too obvious with this stuff).

They have a lot of zoom ins on Yuichi's eyes in the scene where he brings- what's her name again (checks list of important characters at beginning of part 4) oh shit her name hasn't even been said. That makes this even worse then I thought.

Back to the point though, the scene in Yuichi's apartment has a lot of zoom ins on his eyes being drawn in a more human and realistic manner. I think this is to remove that "goofiness that undercut the darkness" I talked about for Vol 1. If this scene played out and was constantly showing Yuichi as a little bird in a crude artstyle it would make it easier to look past the monstrous behaviour of him by writing him off as "silly." But I feel the author really wants you to stew in the uncomfortability of this so that you really grasp that Yuichi is a bad guy.

Since Yuichi is the one telling this story, I wonder if he's lying about any details, in particular I wonder if he did actually go all the way with the 16 year old. I hope I'm wrong, but there is a chane.

WHY THE HELL IS THE CAFE GIRL STILL INTERESTED IN HIM? Honestly that makes me highly suspicious of her, cause I don't buy "love at first sight" for an appropriate motive to still be interested in a guy significantly older then you, who you've gone on ONE date with, who just told THAT story. Honestly I hope that there's more to her motive cause if not I will be honestly disappointed in that character writing.

Wait the guy who attempted to murder the mom and then set himself on fire isn't either dead or in prison? He's just fine?

The appearance of another "God" who is a different face raises a lot of questions and I don't think I have enough info to piece together an answer rn.

It's definitely healthier then being dead, but this relationship with Yuichi and cafe-girl doesn't seem healthy at all.

"God" opened his eyes. I wonder what that could mean.

So it looks like there will be a 2-year timeskip at the end of each book. Assuming Punpun was like 8 in Vol 1 he'll be like 20 in the last. Interesting.

Closing thought on the volume: This is honestly more what I expected going into Volume 1. I would no longer call this a "dark comedy." We are in full on dark drama now, just with some goofy elements.

Looking back at my notes I had a whole lot more to say about Yuichi's story then I did Punpun's, and I'm trying to think about why that is. Cause Punpun's story is one which I feel I probably should have more to say about but most of the time I'm just kinda along for the ride and don't end up having much to write notes about. The only thing I can think of that I probably could comment on is how Yaguchi is like the only morally good character (except maybe cafe-girl) in this whole volume.

I think part of this is that Punpun himself isn't really the strongest character to me. I know about him, how he feels, what he wants, but him rarely talking and has almost non-existent body language so his scenes flow weird. He can't really bounce off the other characters. I hope that by the end of this story I have less of an issue with this.

While reading this volume I also, as an exercise to get better at media literacy, tried to ask "what is Goodnight Punpun about?" What is the main thing this story is trying to tell? My conclusion so far is that I have no idea. My best guess is it has something to do with how being surrounded by negative influence can make someone worse. Which I guess isn't the worst first attempt at figuring out the theme. But with later reading diaries we'll check back in with this theme and see if it holds up.

Also I realized I only used 1 image for this, and it was for basically a background detail. I should be more liberal with them next time.

#chz reads #manga #reading diary #goodnight punpun

[toxic-mothers-tourney]

yeah i'm not the first to say it but dr c really shouldn't be on there and most of the info surrounding her is just fanon that ppl ran with and mainly originates from an era of mechs fic that went "oh the reason why this cis white man (w no canon sexuality) from texas has a british accent is bc this asian trans lesbian was abusive towards him and trained him to lose his texas accent like a british colonialist" (real example btw. the real reason he sounds british is bc he's played by a british man and you cant honestly expect him to put on a fake texas accent for entire sets. love and light) and saw nothing wrong w it.

and in regards to the actual propaganda for her:

we don't now canon ages for any of the mechs or dr c but most of them weren't young adults +

"killed them a lot of times in a lot of ways" the mechs kill each other all the time as a running joke. death means nothing to any of them anymore and there's no difference between jonny saying "ok ok ok are you gonna' kill us or not? cause like it's great when we're singing songs but we shot you out- well one of us shot you out of an airlock and i wanna know if you're going- well what you're going to do to us. [unintelligible] killing me?" (the ONLY canon reference to dr c killing the mechs) and tim proudly saying "we killed our lead singer!", something which is a fan favorite line

"they're visibly uncomfortable around her/scared of her" no they aren't? "especially the first two she successfully immortalized" like i said. the only instance of this w jonny was played as a joke. as stated above. as for nastya the only instance of this is at the end of lashings where, after playing the comedic straight man all set, nastya is at the end of her rope with all the other mechs and dr c sneaks up behind her and nastya is annoyed by it. another gag.

we don't have enough information about ivy's backstory for any meaningful conclusions to be drawn regarding it, or the extent to which ivy's brain damage is dr c's fault but it's heavily implied to be unintentional

we have no proof dr c is responsible for the morality switch and it's v likely that it's a leftover of brian's own technology bc dr c canonically used brian's model instead of her own to mechanize him

"being immortal is awful and terrible and i hate it. by the way i'm going to make several dead children who cannot consent to this medical procedure (because they are dead) immortal." THEY WEREN'T DEAD??? THE CLOSEST ONE OF THEM WAS TO DEAD WAS BRIAN AND HE WAS ONLY UNCONSCIOUS??? THEY WERE ALL NEAR-DEAD BUT THAT'S NOT THE SAME THING??? ALSO JONNY AND NASTYA BOTH EXPLICITLY AGREED TO IT??? LIKE JONNY ACTIVELY CELEBRATED IT SHORTLY AFTER HE WAS MECHANIZED AND THERE'S LITERALLY A WHOLE SONG ABOUT DR C OFFERING MECHANIZATION AND AN ESCAPE FROM CYBERIA TO NASTYA AND HER EXPLICITLY SAYING YES????

"Carmella forced her kids to immortality against their wills and used them as lab rats" see above + the lab rats thing comes from literally nowhere. i can't unpack it bc there's nothing to unpack

and based on what's in the notes

dr c and nastya's tutor were different people, she just played the tutor in the song. that's like saying the ts and rose red are the same, or jonny and ulysses.

already mentioned the issues w ivy and brian's mechanization possibly probably not being her fault

they aren't scared of her. full stop.

like i said. the immortality was consensual. how do you know about dr c playing nastya's tutor if you don't also know about the massive part of that song featuring dr c offer mechanization to nastya as long as she says yes (which she does btw)

tl;dr everything said abt dr c is either fake or misleading and it rlly sucks that the most common portrayal of her is from a woobified jonny angst fic which is 99% projection and 1% octokitten and mainly comes from 'i like jonny' > 'jonny doesn't like his mom' > 'i don't like my mom' > 'my mom sucks' > 'jonny's mom must also suck'. completely ignoring the fact that jonny is also both a cannibal and a war criminal and maybe just maybe a liar and a petty bastard and his opinions of people should Never be treated as fact. like he straight up admits to heavily embellishing his backstory to sound more interesting i Promise you him saying he dislikes dr c isn't that deep there's a 99% chance it just means that he found her insistence that her backup band play music that's about her feelings and deep and slow and shit boring and decided to airlock her over it.

this is a really helpful breakdown for me! thank you so much

#ask answered

[vinxwatches]

watching disenchantment season 3

big spoilers. i recommend it a lot. it can be harrowing, but the ending is so worth it. if you might watch it i recommend you do. otherwise, lets delve in.

the intro promises the love pendant to be broken and the screwed crown to be bloodied. those are very bad signs even with the better ones. a book that on a page is a stairway down? holy shit stealing that for my DND campaign. was that a visual gag, or what that more future plot points? and Bean has the endless conflict between the life she wants and the people she cares about. too good of a person to have a simple easy life.

on the one side Mora is being more rude then usual. on the other her girlfriend did just say no to running of with her over friends she doesn't know. damn, with a girlfriend like that Bean with have powerful AF muscles in no time, truly hope that's the way they're taking this. beating her mom with the strength literally gained from her girlfriend would be just so beautifully cheesy. satan is going to become a goodguy just to get rid of his wife isn't he. damn, that 3d was pretty good. i mean if you know what to look for you notice that it's not the 2d models, but you need to know to look for it. there are definitely some potholes in this one. like the conflict between Bean and Nora if you think too much about certain events does not line up, but when you just take it like a normal person it really works. don't know if i like the people constantly splitting up, but it does allow for more things to happens. it's simply hard to have too many people act at the same time and certain people make others largely useless. Elfo doesn't have a lot do to when Bean is around. he fits in small things and can be easily motivated, but that's it, any other activity Bean is simply better at. he works as friend of Bean of course, but she's less reliant on others to take action now. split apart there are just more conflicts that can be interesting.

yea, ok, this conversation is painful. i mean i get that that's the joke, but it's painful because it seems like a stupid way i could come across if i stopped worrying about how things i say come across, something i in general worry too much about making friendships incredibly hard. "it's like they took a nunnery and made it awesome", ah, a lesbian bar. oh, how odd that they did the same thing twise. first with lucy and now with bad beans body. of all parts of the body that you should not be hanging from THE HEAD IS NUMBER ONE! but the overall plan makes sense, i wonder if it'll come to fruition in a more willing manor. also pretty avatar legends of Korra. oh those are working together, that's not good. that means Bean is really running out of allies. fucking hell, i'm trying to watch this while doing something else. i end up just watching it. and then it comes with these strong cliffhangers meaning that stopping to watch is also really hard.

oh... he's just dead... fuck... that... sets stakes. i mean Elfo and Luci will probably be fine, but this may be the death of Miri. well, that's one problem... delayed some more, and another... solved, and replaced for getting lost.

ok, so yes, Elfo's death set a lot of bad things into motion, undoing it also removed Mora and the great relationship Bean has with Zog, if you could ask Bean it would be a hard question. OH, that's a fun plot twist. Miri isn't human? oh. that... well it explains nothing, but it's neat.

oh, she's finally allowed to start seriously winning. it really feels like an earned powerup. in part because it has been set up well, in other because FUCKING HELL LET HER BE HAPPY DAMNIT. oh. i thought they were allowed to get away to, idk, be a minibos later. nope, instead killed to set up some evilness.

oh. making her sound mad. yea, not a joke i think works in universe. like there's one fuck setting with a non mechanical function metal prosthetic. yes i know my immersion is broken by the strangest things but it's bugging me. damn, setting up something heavy, destroy yourself the saves the ones you love? i mean media in general says "do it and for your good deed you'll survive", but i'm afraid they won't do that here. it's either better, or much, much worse. maybe a reset and you get to rebuild your life, but i'm not fan of those endings either. don't undo everything we've grown to care about, even if it can be rebuild. one is planning to kill, the other is planning to delete.

everyone's coming together for (hopefully) the final finally. oh, the tune return. i wonder if there's a meaning to it or if it's just creepy for creepy sake. fuck this battle has some epic moments. i mean there's only so much you can do with the animation style, but fuck they truly do everything possible with it. NO, you can't do that. healing magic? not real? i was fearing that, the scene seemed awfully similar before. DON'T YOU FUCKING DARE END IT LIKE THAT!

yea, no, obviously there's no care left. for episodes it was set up she cared most for Mora. the show has struggled at times to set things up, Beans magic, was probably the only thing set up more. the only motivation could be the same as Dracula in the castlevania show: a long suicide. a rocket, to the moon? why though? well fuck, now everyone is dying. i'm hoping not permanently, but i don't trust it isn't. :O he killed god "love conquers everything, and anger helps"

goodbye Bean is not a promising title, especially after the last episodes cliffhanger. AND NO i will not be ok with Bean and Mora being together in heaven. oh, magic came from the tears of joy of angers mixed with steam from hell. what will tears of sadness do? i just realized what i want: i want dangmar to have a third act breakdown finally. i love Luci's arc. it has totally nothing to do with that i wrote his speech multiple times already in less elegant words. "i've always hated weddings, especially my own" the show has such good lines. not the gay wedding i was expecting, but still one i'm very happy about. i love an overly happy ending. finally a happy ending, it was such a long wait, but it was worth it. YES, finally the third act breakdown.

wait... but the world is flat. so how it it on the other side of the moon? also what a random reveal. it adds nothing, it takes nothing away. it's "what a twist!"

incredibly unbelievable happy ending. I LOVE IT!!! literally every plot point is is resolved, even the ones even i forgot about.

seriously the show had a lot of frustration to it, victories often fell flat, setbacks and defeats were often and big, and as someone who likes happy endings it was often dreadful. honestly i don't know why i kept watching. i guess just something made clear they had plans. sure, details about people plans seemed often not fully planned out in advance, but the arcs of characters? those were old, and they revealed they were working up to the happy ending i was after for so long. Really good series, highly recommend, fuck me if it can't be harrowing, which is why i'm writing it at 2 am because i needed to get to the end.

and i finally got the best way to describe it: the show is cynical, but not pessimistic.

#disenchantment #disenchantment season 3

[makigorogoro]

disorganized thoughts on fionna and cake eps 5 and 6

(Spoilers!!)

ok ive only seen the eps once each and im going off of memory so a lot of this is probably gonna be paraphrased and mixed up but whatever . also this post is really fucking long lol sorry

-OK FIRST OFF THESE WERE SO GOOD RAAAAAH

-obviously we are in the farmworld, not surprised but very happy!!!

-also not very surprised fionna and cake immediately went along with simon’s plan

-the whole time they were talking about where to find a crown i was like lol. simon don’t look behind you

-cake bringing fionna a dead rat was really funny

-the versucci gag or whatever was also really good

-but what made me die was fionna talking abt how she’s played a lot of post apocalyptic rpgs and then it pans over to “man who has actually lived through the apocalypse”

-was really cool to see how the farmworld has developed after what happened with ice finn, i think it’s interesting how they’re more technologically advanced since the first time an ice age happened in this world they pretty much reverted to medieval times (does that make sense. you know what i mean)

-i was SO convinced jay was farmworld finn’s little sibling so when he said dad my heart stopped

-the name jay didn’t immediately click until bonnie was revealed to be one of his other kid’s name and i was like HOLY SHIT PUHOY???

-veeeery interesting since assumingely golb destroyed/erased the pillow world

-i guess you could just chalk it up to finn would have named his kids the same thing in any universe?

-but i mean speaking of his kids GOD he got busy with huntress wizard

-i mean it has to be huntress wizard. one of them looks just like human hunter wizard

-sucks that she died though

-simon’s ship of theseus thing was so fucking funny oh my god he’s just like me fr (i started talking about the ship of theseus in one of my assignments a few days ago and i was like. is this too nerdy.)

-i haven’t really talked about farmworld finn yet. a little sad he turned out so cold (pun not intended oops 😭) because of what happened to him when he was younger

-good on him for saying simon was a damn fool or whatever for wanting to put the crown on lol

-i wish they actually had a talk though

-cake saying fionna should kiss him while knowing he’s just an alternate version of her??????? girl

-also farmworld jake still being alive was crazy

-so it did turn out the crown was destroyed in this world, i honestly wasn’t sure since the crown from the main world survived direct contact with a comet lol

-the romeo and juliet style romance going on between finn’s kid and big destiny’s kid was really good

-finn showing up with bartram lmao!!!!!

-dude i love bartram, the bit in finn the human where finn’s mom says that they have to sell the mule and then bartram’s head peaks out from the bed in the corner is unironically one of my favorite jokes in adventure time

-i kinda forgot what happens between here and the end

-so did farmworld finn fucking die????

-idk what happened there i sure hope not

-i really don’t know if we’re going to revisit these worlds in any capacity considering the amount of time left but i hope we do now!! i feel like we need to see what happens lmao

-now for ep 6

-wasn’t really expecting it to open on “fionna world” as they started calling it

-i was wondering how they were gonna balance gumball and marshall yaoi with what’s going on with the main trio

-they did it really well though i think

-i also wasn’t really expecting to be introduced to winter king right away once we got back to the main plot

-he definitely gave me weird vibes right from the start im gonna be honest lol

-blaah i don’t really remember what happens between that and the winter wonder world sequence

-so ill just talk about that. holy fuck

-every review i read before the show came out was really hyping this scene up and i get why now

-was really cool to see the beyond the grotto animation again and the song was so good it’s still stuck in my head

-but the moment the winter king said he overcame the crown with sheer will i was like. um. im calling bs

-i was just thinking however it did happen though i have a bad feeling about! felt really bad for simon and when he said that he sucked i was like. oh no ☹️ dude

-the moment i saw little ice marcy pretty much cemented it for me i was like oh no something fucked up is happening here. tbh i still can’t really figure out what happened with that but given what the winter king said about making an ice betty. uhhhhhhhhhh

-OH YEAH cake once again saying simon and the winter king should kiss . GIRL WHAT ARE YOU ON

-i looooved crazy pb

-i remember when people were saying she was a marcy pb child lmao.

-simon saying that he wanted to “fix her” while the winter king just wanted to kill her was really interesting. im trying to figure out what it means lol. like we know that simon wants to be the ice king again but also now knowing he would want to fix and save someone from that madness…idk

-her song was really good

-her playing those ominous notes on her keyboard made me laugh

-i haven’t really talked about gumball (im not calling him gary im sorry) and marshall. i thought they were really cute!!! could definitely see marcy and pb meeting in a similar way

-the juxtaposition between gumball talking about his creations to fionna fighting the fucked up versions of them was really cool

-i hope gumball doesn’t take what the lemoncarbs said to heart . they’re just like that

-ok so. I was honestly more shocked that fionna kissed (a version of) simon than him disintegrating seconds after lmaooooo

-i have to wonder why he immediately died here when in betty (the episode) he was dying relatively slowly without the crown’s magic

-ive been writing down a bunch of crack theories and the first thing ive gotten right was the winter king transferring his craziness to pb lol lets goooo

-i was thinking that simon might’ve transferred it himself but then i was like nooo he wouldn’t do that….apparently he would do that

-idk despite how he seemed i think the winter king was still a little insane in the membrane.

-maybe the crown was still influencing him in some way? and that’s the message here? idk

-i can’t believe bi fionna is real

-back to gumball and marshall. gumball describing slumber party panic……oh my jod 🥺🥺🥺

-the baby world was so cute

-“and i’ll be cursed the right way” simon do you fucking hear yourself

Ok that’s definitely not all i have to say but this post is long enough lmao ,, god this show is SO GOOD i can’t believe it’s real. ok that’s all

#adventure time #fionna and cake #Fionna and cake spoilers

[secret-engima]

Your rock lee thought are utterly captivating… do you have any more HCs or ideas relating to him in your drafts or notes or genius mind? That yin and Yang concept is never gonna leave me now

Uhhh

Ngl I don't usually think about Rock Lee hcs even though he is a Good Boy and I love him. Off the top of my head:

-If Lee is not Gai's genetic son (because *look at them*) I can also see him being Gai's nephew through a half sibling Gai never realized he had until after he met the orphaned Lee and started investigating who the Rock family used to be. Possibly either from a lover that Dai had who never contacted him about the baby or even a divorced wife who took the kid and moved away and then when the kid grew up they somehow migrated back to Konoha pre dying and leaving Lee an orphan.

-Lee is, I think, a lot smarter than some people give him credit for (even me), he just prefers the bluntest solution to things and thus prefers and tends to *think* of the bluntest solution. This means if you can get him on board for something actually subversive, he's actually the perfect accomplice. Nobody will expect him to so something sneaky, so if you pull a prank and then use him as your alibi, people will believe you wholesale and assume you're innocent. Because surely if Lee was involved in a prank, everyone would have seen it coming from a mile away right?

-In the vein of the yang chakra thing, I do wonder if Lee and Gai have enhanced senses of some kind. Probably not hearing considering how much time they spend at Max Volume, but a sense of smell being enhanced I could see.

-His yang chakra overload is also the reason Lee is canonically not allowed anything alcoholic ever. You would think it would help his body process it much faster and make it less effective (which it might do for Gai), but because individuals are individuals and Lee either has more yang chakra or is just ... a different person from Gai and thus his chakra works a bit differently, I would hazard a guess that alcohol isn't what's getting him drunk, it's actually his own chakra that is going kicking into hyperdrive when his body starts to process the alcohol that sends him loopy. Everything is getting supercharged and it makes him loopy and destructive in the manner we see in canon. This could even be his body's instinctive attempt to purge the alcohol gone wrong, or it could also be that Lee is actually ragingly, lethally allergic to alcohol and going into Drunken Fist Mode is just his body and Yang chakra aggressively preventing him from dropping dead by using a scorched earth "heal everything to the point of being hyper and addled" policy.

-Now that I write that out, his instant drunkenness being a side effect of his body purging something he's lethally allergic to actually makes the most sense imo.

-Again in the vein of Yang chakra and how having an overabundance is both a curse and a blessing to poor Lee, this boy has probably only been sick maybe three times in his entire life. I do not remember if there was ever a gag episode in the show where Lee was sick (his comedy spinoff show does not count), but I can see him and Gai both being basically immune system juggernauts without realizing. Which means that Lee is also the go to mom friend for Team Gai when Tenten or Neji do fall sick. Or any of their friends really. Just don't let him near the cold medicine in case those have a bit of alcohol in them.

-Lee is the most supportive shipper friend. For anyone in his friend group. Over anything. You need someone to pep talk you into confessing? Ask Lee. You need help picking a date location? You better have a precise idea in mind of what you want the date to be otherwise you *will* end up in a gym or an eating competition or something insane like that but if you do have an idea but just not a location, Lee will happily go running around making an exhaustive list of possible spots. Need help finding the perfect gift? Again, as long as you tell him what you *specifically* want to find instead of leaving the gift's nature up to him, he'll happily move mountains for you.

-If you don't specify what the gift is supposed to be you're getting color coordinated dumbbells. Every time. *points at the canon wedding arc*. He got them in *orange and purple* for Naruto and Hinata's wedding guys.

-I can't decide if Lee is a good cook or a horrible cook. He's probably that friend who knows maybe two dishes he can cook to the point of making Gordon Ramsey smile and then can turn around and burn salad during a rainy day if he's working with literally any other recipe.

-Unlike Gai who canonically is horrible with names and faces (there is a supremely hilarious scene in Boruto where Gai admits he forgot the name of the shinobi he *fought and lost his leg to*, just that he was a real badass opponent), Lee is the kid who knows everyone not only by name and face but can also pick up a conversation left off two weeks ago without missing a beat. Hi So and So! How's your nephew doing? Did he get that bakery apprenticeship? Wonderful!! etc etc.

-Circling back around to all the many things Lee's canon high energy levels and my Yang chakra HC imply, Lee probably had a nightmare of a time in the classroom or just- for anything involving being still. He can read and retain info but if he's doing doing it while aggressively doing handstands or something it's not gonna stick. He definitely prefers letting Tenten or Neji read the mission briefing and then verbally tell him what they need to do.

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