#or else i wouldve forgotten

[creaturefeaster]

any showable animation updates recently? 🧐

Actually yeah I do :^3

#remember how i said. oh i'll be working on rules by the hoosiers in the future. some day. #i listened to it right after i answered that one ask and i had to get everything that appeared in my head down #or else i wouldve forgotten #so take this draft it'll probably change in the future but w/e #also for some reason this export glitched the audio out a little? #idk why #ALSO also if anyone bothers to try and read the dialogue I'M SORRY TYPO TYPO I JUST REALISED. 'can break any rules' meant to say 'can't' #-_-..... #brambleramble

[oceanwithouthermoon]

i feel like there was a total wasted opportunity in the fact that kuboyasu apparently realizes the misunderstanding between kaido and yumehara on the day she tried to indirectly confess, but then he seems not to ever acknowledge this and seems as if he didnt even know she liked him when she confessed at the volcano...

it definitely was just a small one-off detail that the author either didnt care or forgot about, which i get because its pretty minuscule and it technically was only an assumption saiki himself made that kuboyasu understood

but i seriously think that even a small acknowledgment from him about this couldve done wonders for their friendship and characters</33

#all i wanted was for him to like smile knowingly during the volcano confession or something #that wouldve made my whole world brighter #idk what else to say about this.. im just sad this was forgotten #(chapter 231-232 btw) #saiki k #tdlosk #the disastrous life of saiki k. #kuboyasu aren #yumehara chiyo #meows post

[s3when]

MBAV social media challenge  [ Week 1 - Favorite character ]

    →  Benny Weir

#were back #i alrd used the jock benny scene </3 but its my fav #thank god i saw comicbookdr do it or else i wouldve forgotten it x) #mbav #my babysitter's a vampire #benny weir #benny #mbav social media challenge #my stuff

[theodoravery]

litg mcs — s4 to s8: olive, rina, margo, bina & gabi

#saw some1 sharing and i wanted to as well!! #would love to add 1-3 but i may have forgotten to take pics before the seasons got deleted :-) #anyways. my baby bina got done sooo dirty she's supposed to be a gorg brown girlie and instead looks like a white girl w a tan #also wouldve loved to have the two braids last season #for anyone curious: olive ended up w angie/ rina w lulu but i hc they broke up and she got w gabi after a while #margo ended up w chloe<3/ bina w rafael (although i didnt even finish s7 bc of how bad it was) #and i still dk what im gonna do with gabi. ill for sure pick jin this week but im ngl im still waiting to see who else comes in #but yea. jin is sooo my type. makes me insane #love island the game #litg #btw idk if u guys noticed but the s8 clothes don't fit the bigger body. it made me sooo mad when i realised #that's so lazy of them

[kozzax]

The Festival of Hope.

Held once a year, over the span of three days following the anniversary of L'Manburg's Doomsday. Organized by the Captain, and by the ex-King. Surrounding the crater of what was once a thriving nation, and filling its valley with joy and community once more.

A celebration of everything L'Manburg stood for.

It's been ten years, now. Ten years from the first Festival-- a small affair, the attendees primarily those who had once lived in L'Manburg, gathered to mourn and honor their past home.

Now, the Festival is a bustling event. Players from across the entire server come to take part in the festivities, to celebrate and honor the spirit of that which brought so many of them together. Children in Snowchester are allowed these days as a holiday from schools, and encouraged to visit the crater. Las Nevadas opens a miniature casino for the adults. It is built up to with delight and excitement, as a reminder of the community that once existed.

You have come to the festival, a young child who can not remember the days of L'Manburg but who has grown up with the stories of its existence. As far back as you can remember, you have visited the crater to pay respects to its legacy.

This year your parents have determined you old enough to attend on your own, and as you step up to the edge of the crater to leave your offering-- a small bundle of wildflowers, picked out of the snow and kept safe and alive for almost a week now, bundled up in warmth and sunlight within your home --you can't help but notice a tall man staring into it.

You've seen him around Snowchester before. He has dirty-blond hair, and he's drumming his fingers and talking to himself as he watches the crater. He's wearing a blue sweater that doesn't quite fit him right. He looks... sad.

You offer your flowers to him, instead. He shakes his head.

"It's just-- I can't believe after all this, people still-- They still care about it all," He says, gesturing to the piles of gifts and offerings left at the edge of the crater. "They remember it. They care about it. It's--"

He doesn't seem to know what to say next, and you can see the tears forming at the corners of his eyes.

"It wasn't all for nothing. It fucking-- it meant something. He was right. It meant something."

You stand there for a moment with him, letting the world be quiet, before placing your flowers where you'd meant for them to go. He smiles at you, then, reaching out to ruffle your hair with a laugh.

You notice that in his other hand, he's holding a pair of taped-up glasses. He sends you back to the festivities before you can ask about them.

"Don't fucking worry about me, bitch. I'll be back down eventually. Go have some fucking-- fun, or whatever."

He's smiling, still. There's something sad about it, but-- you turn to head back down, anyways.

You join in with a game some of the other kids are playing. You're soldiers, revolutionaries, fighting for their independence and freedom. Wooden swords and paper sashes become your battle gear, as you laugh and play with each other.

And, as you play, a grown fox offers to join in. He says you can't be soldiers without an enemy to fight. Without someone you can stand up against. And so he takes up the role of the bad guy, with an over-the-top laugh and a sly grin on his face. He seems to be having fun. You know you are.

When he's defeated, he tells you you fought well. You're not sure you did, but he's playing with you and nobody else is willing to be the bad guy, so you guess he's alright. Still, as he walks away, you hear him mutter something under his breath.

"Good kids. Clearly their parents didn't leave them for some dumb war. Maybe-- maybe this isn't so bad, after all."

You forget about what you heard quickly enough, though, as you're swept up in the excitement of reenactments. This has always been one of your favorite parts of the Festival: watching as the stories of L'Manburg are told through theatrical productions. You know them all by heart.

As you watch, this year, you can't help but overhear comments from some of the other attendees. A pair of people-- a woman with pink hair, and a man wearing a headset --keep up a humorous, if not... entirely kind, commentary throughout all of it.

"They always forget to talk about the anteaters," The pink-haired lady insists during the initial revolution, half-snickering as she does so. "We had to sit through that rant so many times. You'd think they'd remember it."

"Yeah, or the time they counted rations wrong and we were left eating fucking coconuts for a week. D'you think that's where Fundy got the idea for his campaign name?" The man replies, a matching grin on his face.

You don't know quite how to feel about their commentary, but-- at the very least it's funny, and you've heard the stories enough times to enjoy them. They seem to be having fun, too, and-- isn't that the point, of it all?

The man laughed at anything involving Jack Manifold, Tommyinnit's friend, and the woman seemed to pay no attention to the story of the baker-warrior Niki Nihachu. You aren't quite sure why. You always liked those stories, but-- well. Nothing's perfect for everyone.

The festival continues. You find yourself enjoying every moment of it, as you play games and sing songs and listen to the tales of L'Manburg. Here and there you spot the Captain, guiding people around and ensuring everything is moving smoothly. Her wool is dyed with L'Manburgian colors, as it is for every year.

You catch up with her properly, once, and ask her for a story. A real story about L'Manburg.

She tells the tale of a knight, too slow to protect the country the first time and too slow to protect it a second, but finally able to protect its legacy. She talks of how the knight set the captive heroes free, by protecting their legacy in their place. She talks about children, finally allowed to just live, because the knight swore to never let Doomsday happen again.

You don't quite understand how it connects with L'Manburg properly, but she's called away for the closing ceremonies before you get the chance to ask for more stories.

And as the final day comes to an end, you attend the closing ceremonies the same as everyone else.

They're led by Eret. They're always, always led by Eret. Every year, she tells the story of her involvement with L'Manburg, and of her work to repent for what she did to them so very long ago. And every year, he closes the speech with a simple enough request: to remember.

To remember what the country stood for-- freedom, and peace, and hope, and community.

To remember what happened to it-- to never let it happen again.

To remember their errors-- so that you can be better.

This year, ten years after the first Festival, she adds a new statement to her closing speech. A statement that you don't... quite understand the weight of, though the surface of it makes enough sense.

"I remember everything. I regret hurting my brethren, I have always regretted it. I know that you will never forgive me. I do not deserve to be forgiven. But I hope that-- that I have given you some amount of peace. The chance to live your own lives, comfortable and quiet and happy. I hope that you can heal. I hope that the ideals we fought for stand strong, and true."

Were you to look at the entire audience, you would have noticed the people you've been speaking to this entire time staring at Eret. The sad man with the sweater, holding his brothers' glasses tighter than ever. The fox just letting a soft laugh out, muttering under his breath that he'd forgiven her a long time ago. The woman with the pink hair and the man with the headset, exchanging thoughtful glances with each other and murmuring between themselves.

And with that, the Festival of Hope is over. The attendees begin to disperse, and you move back towards the transport to Snowchester with the rest of the kids you came with.

You're excited to see your family again. To go back to your quiet little community, and tell them all about your time at the Festival. About all the people you met, and the stories you heard.

To live your life, safe and happy and comfortable.

Just as they'd always hoped the people could.

#my writing #dsmp #c!tommy #c!puffy #c!eret #c!niki #c!jack #c!fundy #this is nothing. but also . i think it's everything #i just think that they should be allowed to heal #and that lmanburg would never be forgotten #and that. puffy and eret at the Very least would fund a festival to remember it #and that the players for the most part. wouldve wanted to fade into the background #i think they deserve to fade into the background. to live calm lives. #i think That's what eret's last gift to them wouldve been #what puffy would've offered after everything else failed #a chance to just. be.

[glamfellens]

.

#minor vent. #i left my home town about 6 years ago #and im kind of sick of some friends and especially family being like oh come visit. come up and visit us we never see you #like are you not perfectly capable of travelling down to see me why is it always on me to make the effort #im about 5 hours away by train and its just like. idk. Annoying #also i havent forgotten the one time a friend of mine just bought a house with her boyfriend and i had just moved to worcester #and i was like yeah you should come see me for a weekend we can hang out #and she didnt because her boyfriend told her. and i quote. #'why would we waste time travelling when we could spend it decorating our new house' #like yea i get it they were excited to have their own house but telling me that spending time visiting me was a waste. Lmfao. Sure #and in the six years ive been away my parents have not once made an effort to come down to see me #when my brother got married he booked a hotel for the guests that did not have enough room for me to stay. #i wouldve had to stay in a separate hotel miles away from everyone else bc he got married in the middle of nowhere #and considering i moved away to get away from them in the first place. i ask u #why should i bother making a fucking effort.

[canyourlawnmowerdothis]

if i had a penny for every time a show i was watching had an emotional and extremely built up character reveal in the finale punctuated by a phrase that was an 'inside joke' between me and my horrible abusive ex from when i was coincidentally the age demographic for said show i would have one penny. but isnt that fucked up

#pretending i hadnt just been pucker punched so everyone else could enjoy the finale was something else #i actually never brought it up even afterward. like there was no reason not to it wouldve been fine to tell them #i was just so shellshocked ive all but forgotten about it until right now #pussygator proclamations

[mejomonster]

Some good books I read this year:

Fingersmith by Sarah Waters (best historical fiction I've read in recent years, amazing romance, heavy af with a happy ending, special treat if you're familiar with the prince and the pauper but also like grit and horror and con artist schemes, its writing style is one half one main woman's point of view then halfway through it flips to the other main womans pov and the execution of those limited biased perspectives floored me and I'm still contemplating the strength of it)

My Best Friend's Exorcism by Grady Hendrix (and I'm now eagerly checking out the rest by this author, there's a charming heart and true resonance to the dark comedy horror this author does)

Silent Reading by priest (as in I finally finished it, one of my favorite stories period and edanglars does amazing translations)

Observations by janon (a fanfiction but I'm counting it because its like 400,000 words and is in loving dialogue with TOS and all of its themes, with the best of it, and is rekindling my passion for star trek generally and more broadly has reminded me how much I love sci fi)

Three Body Problem by Cixin Liu (I'm now reading Dark Forest the next in the series, I personally loved this and how it was written and how it both played with science ideas i'm familiar with and in my opinion did it in a really accessible way to take those ideas and show those ideas in a closer to home esque way. I love the part about the ant. I personally loved the writing style, which reviews have told me is mixed on that front, and I loved a lot it was doing. It had a lot to think about, not just in a science ideas way but in a what are we, what is life, why do we care, how do we care, what is important.)

Interview with the Vampire (i've read this before so this was a comfort reread. Just, as usual, it reminded me what bits of it I like in a vampire tale, in my love of the supernatural horror with the mundane reality, kicked me back into gear reminding me that I do want to finish writing some of the stories in my head so they can exist and breathe.)

Red White and Royal Blue (while not my usual slice of pie I'll admit, I did love this novel for what it does and what it aims to do. It is a well written romance, it has characters with individual arcs I care about and really clear personalities, it has depth to the choices it makes that show it knew what it wanted to be even if that story was less general/easy to project onto and the result is characters I'll remember, that I cared about, and when they felt hope and fear I could understand. Because it felt grounded in personal. I do think the book gets a bit heavier than the movie, which for me was enjoyable. I can see it being a comfort book for some and one day it might be for me)

Special mentions, still mid reading like the mess I am: Kamikaze Girls (i love the writing style and something about it just makes you feel the mindset you did when young), The Expanse (i am ON a sci fi kick now wooh), Vampire Hunter D (futuristic sci fi And vampires <3 more stuff reminding me I should write), Remina by Junji Ito and Spiral by Junji Ito (i cannot explain well sometimes but something about junji ito is comfort reading ToT), One Piece (because horrifyingly Ive read like 40 chapters of the manga and am getting sucked in its like Ranma 1/2 all over again), Berserk (so good but i do Not have time yet to get through it all - and another one inspiring me to write cause i love writing dark fantasy worlds), Devilman (i have many words for this but the most bizarre one is it reminds me of sora and riku in an almost old disney style and if u understand what i mean then message me).

#rec list #rant #i can say of the novels ive finished this year All were great #or else i did SUCH a thorough job forgetting them that i cant remember the disappointing thibgs i read cause i wouldve forgotten those books

[strmpt]

i understand that civil war was a huge plot that they wanted to include in the mcu but really i would’ve loved to see steve have his own third movie especially after the winter soldier went over so well

and yeah yeah i get with time it worked better to split the infinity war into 2 movies to really get a lot of stuff in but like. i don’t like what they did with my boy steve

#i swear they nuked his character #steve wouldn’t have gone back and he wouldn’t have forgotten to have sharon pardoned #he wouldve retired for sure but everything else is bull #tony also had his character nuked but that’s a different story

[crookedkingdom]

it should've been me

#it wouldnt have hurt nearly as many people and the hurt wouldnt have been nearly as deep #i have to go through this almost entirely on my own and somehow keep everyone else going too #he wouldve had a solid support network and our parents eouldnt have forgotten he existed and had emotions too #hes the golden child not me and i dont know how to do this #text

[cridhe]

i had a dream in the style of a true crime podcast but it was about checo perez murdering some woman and getting away w it. my brain has convinced myself that he actually did do that. someone was talking about him today and for a full second i forgot that he didnt actually kill someone thats not a thing that is known about checo

#he was chasing this woman trying to kill her and she tried to climb onto a bus but couldnt get on so then checo pushed her into traffic #like he grabbed her off the bus and flung her into traffic. idk who this woman was but he knew her. like a gf or smth #there was something about a recording of a scream in court that checo claimed was not the ladys scream but someone elses #he said the scream was from the woman driving the car cos if it was the victims scream it wouldve been cut off abrubtly as she was hit #i think checo was trying to claim the victim commited suicide and thus didnt scream #but the then woman driving the car took the stand and said... it was not her scream! #it was so dramatic in the dream #then the dream was like. but have u forgotten something mentioned earlier? what about the BUS? full of witnesses!! they all saw it #and they say he pushed her #and that the scream came from the victim #but the judge ignored that cos he was sexist and ruled it an accident even tho everyone knows it wasnt #it was straight up like a podcast #anyway checo killed someone

[hannieehaee]

18+ / mdi

a member finding your nudes - 96 line

95 line, 96 line, 97 line, maknae line

wc: 1818

masterlist

jun -

jun was extremely close to all seventeen members, considering them all basically his blood brothers. although he felt this special connection to all of them, he couldnt help but feel a little extra close to minghao, sharing a language with him and being able to speak to him as freely as possible. this special sense of closeness between them allowed jun to come to minghao for advice whenever he wanted to edit a special vlog for carats, trusting his artistic advice more than anyone else.

as the two sat next to one another and fiddled with jun's phone, a notification from you arrived. on pure accident, minghao's fingers tapped the top of the screen just as the notification arrived, causing the text bubble to open up in the imessage app. unfortunately for jun, this was not one of the usual light-hearted and sweet messages you'd usually send him while he was away at the company.

no, this was a picture of you, fully nude, with a text attached asking him to hurry home and take care of you.

minghao was not an easy man to fluster, but jun had now come to find out that if he ever wanted to make the younger blush, your nude body would do just fine to get the job done. although embarrassed at the accidental intrusion, jun couldnt help but feel a sense of pride at minghao's reaction, knowing that his pretty girlfriend not only had such an effect on himself, but seemingly even on the stoic man sitting by his side.

this pride was short-lived, however, as the bashfulness grew in him, heating up at both the implications of your message and at the awkward conversation that would now follow between him and his friend.

"i- sorry," he chuckled awkwardly, not knowing what to say. he gently took the phone from his hands and put it in his back pocket, "i-"

"dont say anything. i'm .. i'm just gonna go," replied hao in a strained voice, hurriedly exiting the room and wondering how he would ever make eye contact with jun's pretty girl from now on.

soonyoung -

many thought that soonyoung was a little air-headed at times. it wasnt that he was dumb, no, he was actually quite smart, but he occasionally tended to let his actions come before allowing himself a chance to think.

this was one of those many instances.

due to some delays at the venue in which seventeen was currently promoting their new comeback at, the thirteen members were asked to wait in the changing/waiting room as the venue's staff figured out the issues preventing them from continuing the show as usual.

sitting between seokmin and seungkwan, soonyoung decided this might be the best time to take some pictures, considering that he was dressed up and had his hair and makeup all done. better now than after performing, when he would be all sweaty and disheveled, right? he, however, did not have his usual instagram phone on him, so he opted to use his personal one for the photos, reasoning that he could just send them to himself later.

he signaled for dokyeom's help, handing him his phone and finding a place to do his classic leaned back, hand in pocket pose, showing off his pretty outfit. after a few shots, both members sat back down and soonyoung looked at the photos, wondering which ones carats would like best. as he swiped through the dozens of new shots, he leaned back and allowed seungkwan and dokyeom to look at the images and even comment on which were best.

having completely forgotten that this was his personal phone, hoshi made the grave mistake of swiping one too many times, landing himself on a pretty picture you had just sent him the previous night. if it had been a regular picture, it wouldve simply earned an 'aw' from seungkwan and dokyeom, and maybe even an 'aigoo' from jeoghan who was now standing behind the couch looking over his shoulder. this picture, however, was not your average picture. this image showcased you laying on your side, boobs pressed together under the thin sheer fabric of baby blue lingerie that gave the perfect view of your nipples through the fabric.

okay, it couldve been worse. it couldve been an entirely nude pic, but despite the level of explicitness of the picture, soonyoung immediately panicked. in a frantic state, he attempted to exit out of the image, only to accidentally open up the photos app, where the miniatures of the many other nudes you had sent him that night stared back at him and his group mates. as a last desperate resort, soonyoung decided to just switch his phone off and flip it around just for good measure.

across the room, mingyu stared in curiosity at the scene, seeing four of his group mates with widened eyes. jeonghan held a shocked, but satisfied smirk, while seungkwan looked as scandalized as ever. hoshi and dokyeom shared a similar pale look as if theyd seen a ghost, making mingyu wonder what theyd just seen.

hoshi had never felt more flustered in his life (and that was saying something), fearing the stern scolding he would receive from seungcheol and from you for being careless enough to use his personal phone and accidentally exposing his girlfriend to his unsuspecting members.

wonwoo -

wonwoo always saw chan as a little brother. someone who could do no wrong in his eyes. which is why he trusted him with basically everything. he mightve been a few years younger, but wonwoo always thought of him as responsible and respected him as much as he would someone his age, trusting him with his belongings, even.

having a short dance break together in the most recent comeback, chan and wonwoo decided to arrive to practice earlier in order to get in tune with each other and not take up any designated rehearsal time for the group as a whole. a little over an hour had already gone by, leaving both members sweaty and in need of a break. while wonwoo dabbed away his sweat, chan sat down for a bit, going on his phone. that was when wonwoo's phone started to chime, short breaks between each vibration of the phone, signaling multiple messages.

"check that for me, will you?", said wonwoo absentmindedly, walking in the other direction to retrieve a water bottle from nearby.

chan followed his senior's orders without thinking too much of it, unlocking his phone and swiping up. he assumed itd be one of the other members or maybe wonwoo's dad checking in. what he didnt expect, however, was a row of messages from wonwoo's girlfriend, with a pretty ... explicit picture attached to it.

nonuuuu

you left without saying goodbye :((

shouldve waken me up, i couldve given u a little something ;)

*two picture attachments*

im aching for u :((( gonna miss u all day now :c'

the pictures detailed almost the entirety of your naked body, pretty tits being groped by your hands while you wore soft pink (was that silk ..?) panties. despite not wanting to disrespect wonwoo or his girlfriend, chan gulped, unable to take his eyes away from the messages.

".. chan? chan!"

chan's attention finally diverted from the small screen in his hands.

"who is it?"

"oh, i ... its just. uh, its your girlfriend," he stutters, extending wonwoo's phone out to him, fearing for his reaction.

wonwoo finally took a look at his messages, eyes widening, instantly putting it away as if it had burned him, "oh. just .. ignore that. it's not .. uhh, okay, anyways. we should get back to practicing," wonwoo tried to salvage the awkward situation without further embarrassing chan or his girlfriend or himself.

the two stood there awkwardly trying to ignore the elephant in the room (and the arousal you had inadvertently caused the two of them), thanking god at the timing of the rest of the members who were now finally walking in to join them.

"what's up," said an unsuspecting mingyu as he walked towards them, ready to rehearse.

jihoon -

soonyoung had the tendency of dropping by jihoon's studio unannounced pretty often. many of those times would be while jihoon himself was away. why jihoon gave hoshi the passcode to his studio, he didnt know, but it was now all said and done and there wasnt much he could do about it anymore. dont get him wrong, he enjoyed having his friend visit, but he also desired some alone time while working.

today was one of the many instances in which jihoon had to step out, leaving his studio locked, not thinking anyone would walk in in his absence. soonyoung, however, had different plans. as per usual, whenever the day seemed to slow down for him, soonyoung would waltz into woozi's universe factory and hang out while he watched him work, with today being one of those days.

he didnt pay much mind to jihoon's absence as he laid back on the couch and went on his phone while waiting for his friend's return. he stayed like this for a few minutes until he heard the chime of jihoon's phone on his desk. he ignored it, not being too interested by it. then the chime repeated. once. twice. three times. four, five, over the next few minutes. okay, now that caught his attention. being so close to jihoon, soonyoung didnt consider this snooping, reasoning that this was his best friend. what could there possibly be on his phone that he couldnt check simply out of sheer curiosity? thats when he made his first mistake.

he picked up his phone, tapping in jihoon's password and swiped up on the messages without thinking much of it. that's when he made his second mistake. his eyes widened like saucers at the messages in front of him, even more so at the image attached to it. what he was now seeing was a picture of you, shirtless and pushing your tits up while making a kissy face at the camera.

jihoonieeee

are u still at the studio ??'

*image attachment*

dont u wanna come see me? ill make it worth ur while <3'

hoshi made his third mistake of the day when he unconsciously decided to keep his eyes glued to the phone, failing to notice the arrival of his friend, who immediately took note of his phone in the hands of someone who wasnt its owner.

"soonyoung what the hell are you- HUH?", jihoon didnt even have a chance to finish his sentence before interrupting himself upon taking a look at what seemingly had his senior in a trance. "GIVE ME THAT! what are you doing?! get out!" he hissed as he physically pushed his friend out of the room, locking it as he muttered in annoyance at his nosy friend.

still in a trance, hoshi found himself dumbfounded, standing alone in the hallway, now having a totally different perception of jihoon's pretty girlfriend.

a/n: not proofread!! will get to 97 and maknae line soon i promise T-T

#seventeen fanfic #seventeen x reader #seventeen #seventeen smut #svt fanfic #svt smut #seventeen imagine #svt x reader #jihoon fanfic #jihoon x reader #jihoon smut #woozi fanfic #woozi x reader #woozi smut #soonyoung x reader #soonyoung smut #soonyoung fanfic #hoshi fanfic #hoshi smut #hoshi x reader #jun x reader #jun fanfic #jun smut #seventeen reactions #wonwoo smut #wonwoo fanfic #wonwoo x reader

[rainstops]

i'll pay for your number

modern au yae miko, hu tao, yelan (seperate)

a/n: this is painfully cheesy becuz i cant flirt, also yelans part is so rushed

summary: the genshin girls see you at their local shop, and immediately have a crush on you. will they manage to get your number?

warnings: alcohol (yelan), a weird creep flirting with you and not leaving you alone (yelan)

yae miko Miko was never one to fall for anyone who she sees. But as soon as she walked into her local starbucks, she noticed you behind the counter. It took her just a glimpse to notice that you were new. She was a regular at this shop, and on any other day she would've went to any of the other workers because they know Mikos order. But luckily she happened to get out of the house extra early.

You greeted her with the probably sweetest smile she had ever seen. It made her heart flutter, and almost made her mess up her order. What is happening here? she is usually never like this! What spell have you cast upon her to make her act that way?

while ordering she was fumbling over her words and she was fidgeting with her fingers. and now she was just supposed to walk out of the store like nothing had happened? as if she wasnt absolutely crushing on you, even though she has said only like two sentences to you? (even if she was in slight denial about crushing on you).

yae miko decided to shoot her shot, but the way her mind was all blank when she locked eyes with you, didnt help her to come up with something.

suddenly your sweet voice interrupted her thinking. "sorry did you want caramel on top?", really anyone else wouldve never forgotten mikos order, not in a thousand years, and if someone did, yae would wonder how thats even possible.

but in your case, it was okay. seriously even if she needed to repeat her whole order to you, she wouldve did it happier than ever.

"well i think you sweetened my day more than that caramel ever could hm?"

oh god why did she say that.

you just blinked at her a few times. "so is that a no...?", did you even realize she was flirting with you?!

miko sighed. "just put caramel on it", she shook her head. she wasnt going to achieve anything like this.

well luckily your co worker came to the rescue! "[name] did you not realize that the girl youre serving right now was so obviously flirting with you? seriously you need to give her your number or something. the sigh she let out was almost painful to hear. also shes one of our regulars"

luckily you were standing with your backs to miko, and whispering. and when you mouthed an "ohh" you immediately knew what to do. even if you were kind of oblivious to flirting, its not like you were entirely stupid.

"heres your order, and i hear youre one of our regulars? I look forward to regularly seeing you", you leaned over the counter, sweetly smiling at her.

god what was that feeling? her stomach and head felt all fuzzy, and her heart was about to burst out of her chest. she felt her cheeks redden. what was she supposed to say? you knocked her whole vocabulary out of her brain with just one sentence. were you even flirting with her? or was she being entirely delusional?

well she had everyday from today on to figure that out, didnt she?

Hu tao

Working at a funeral parlour, of course some flowers were needed. She was a regular, running to the flower store next door. She’s even befriended the friendly old lady who owns the shop!

Yet when she was told to get some more flowers, she groaned. She had other work to do as well! Can‘t someone else do it? Well it wasn‘t too bad of a task, she could chat with the nice lady again, and then return to the task she was finishing before.

So when she stepped through the door with the little bell above it, she didn’t expect someone so… young?

The smell of the flowers hit her, and that’s also when she saw your face. Your soft smile at the sight of a customer walking through the door made her heart flutter.

“Hi how can I help you?”, your smile wandering from ear to ear. Hu Tao was screaming on the inside. How was your voice so sweet? And your smile so gentle and your face so gorgeous??

…was it always this warm in the store?

“O-oh! I’m from the funeral parlour next door, I was just looking to get some flowers for… funeral decoration”, Hu Tao internally cursed herself. Since when was she stuttering over her words like this??

“I think Grandma- well you know the owner of this store, told me about you! Hu… Hu Tao?”, YOU KNEW HER NAME??? This was a foreign feeling for Hu Tao, how come someone could make her feel so… you must’ve bewitched her!

"Yeah thats correct!", phew why was she getting so dizzy?

"okay then hu tao which flowers would you like to buy?", you leaned onto the counter, your hands holding your head.

"Just... two bouquets of spider lilies... please", dammit! was she not capable of forming a full sentence anymore?! why did her face feel so hot! focus hu tao focus!

instead of focusing hu taos thoughts drifted into a whole different direction. what would you, the cute flower girl look like handing her a few red roses? or maybe hu tao could give you some roses herself? she would love to see your face turn as re as the roses... or-

"here are the bouquets! anything else?", your voice snapped hu tao out of her thoughts and she jumped a little.

hu tao needed to get out of here, before her head was going to burst and her heart was going to fly out of her chest.

"thank you!", hu tao just said while grabbing the bouquets, slapping some money on the counter, and running right out the store.

you looked after her, smiling. "weird girl", you laughed and shook your head, while noticing the huge amount of money she left on your counter, which was far beyond of what she owed you. you took a mental note of asking her about it the next time she came here. after all, you were going to see her pretty frequently now, no?

hu tao on the other hand, was out of breath from running. why was she even running from you? hugging the flowers, she looked down onto them. from now on, she was going to make sure, that she was the one who picked up the flowers everytime...

yelan

another loss. over and over she kept loosing the horrible gamble she was in right now. anyone else wouldve chosen a different game, a different table - or even a different location by now!

but... yelan just couldnt bring herself to move away. why? - because you, the dealer of the table were just too cute! yelan couldnt believe her own thoughts, but here we are.

yelan was not even paying much attention to the game anymore. her attention was mostly on you, trying to figure out if there was a way she could get your number, without having to directly ask for it.

even you were wondering by now why she hasnt left the whole entire place yet. not like you wanted her to leave, you didnt want to lie to yourself, and in all honestly, she was kind off attractive. nonetheless, she seemed a little... out of it. has she had too much alcohol?

one way or another, your shift was about to be over. your other co worker was already walking up to you to take over the table.

you greeted him and with a simple and quick exchange, you left to go get your stuff, and then head home.

as always, you walked past the bar. to ur dismay, a weird old creep stopped you and started flirting with you.

"hey cutieee - where ya headed", you werent standing particularly close to him, but even from where you were stading, you could tell that he reeked of alcohol.

you decided it was best to ignore him and just keep walking. yet the man had other plans for you. he yanked you by your wrist, and you pulled you closer to him.

"sir please let me go", you tried your best to remain somewhat professional and not punch him in the face right then and there.

but it didnt seem like he was going to let go anytime soon. he kept babbling something about going back to his place, while you tried to push yourself away from him, since convincing him with words didnt work. you werent even sure if the words arrived in his brain.

you were about to ask literally anyone for help, when a woman stepped in.

she pushed the man off of you, and standing between the two of you, keeping you safe from him.

"didnt you hear her you creep? she doesnt want anything from you", this obviously seemed to anger the man, yet the woman seemed to not care about amything his drunken state had to say to her.

she simply rolled her eyes, took your hand and walked away with you.

"are you okay?", she asked.

"ah- yeah thank you so much for helping me", and saying the things i cant say, you wanted to add, but figured it was unprofessional.

the woman in front of you sighed.

"do these kind off things happen to you a lot?", she asked. "kind off yeah, but its what you expect when you work in a place where alcohol is being sold", you answered.

"well if anything happens, just call me", she said, handed you a slip of pape, before wandering off without another word.

only after she left you noticed your quick heartbeat in your chest, as if your heart was begging to be left out of the place where it belonged and follow your savior the woman.

maybe you were going to call her even if it wasnt 100% necessary.

#rainstops #yae miko #yae miko x reader #yelan #genshin yelan #yelan genshin impact #yelan x reader #hu tao #yae miko genshin #hu tao genshin impact #hu tao x reader #genshin #genshin impact x reader #genshin impact #genshin x reader #genshin imagines

[heivexl]

ABOUT YOU ; L.HS

synopsis ; you dated your ex in middle school, breaking up because he moved different cities. its been 7 years, why were you still thinking about him? going to the beach you two use to hangout at you bumped into someone

warning ; cursing, mentions of sex ig?? lmk if anything else needs to be added!!

pairing ; non-idol!heeseung x fem!reader

a/n ; i need to stop writing exes to lovers, but this ones pretty short. I LOVE THIS SONG SM THOO

‘ It's somewhere I go when I need to remember your face. We get married in our heads, something to do while we try to recall how we met ‘

letting the moon illuminate from your skin as you walked on the beach dragging your feet into the sand. this is where you and your middle school sweetheart had always hung around fantasizing about your future, y’know like getting married, having kids despite being kids yourself, young love stuff. little did you both know what the future had in store.

-

“so what’d you wanna talk about?”

“y/n im leaving.”

out of habit you laugh playfully nudging him

“youre not getting me this time Hee”

“im serious y/n.”

turning to him you looked to see that in fact he was not joking.

“like forever leaving…?”

“forever leaving”

just sitting silence staring into each others eyes to see what you should say or do next you swear you could hear your heart crack.

his hand found your hand and held it intertwining his fingers in yours. “i hope you know i really do care about you. sure we’re young but you’ll always be in my heart” nodding you smile bitterly “i care about you too.” “lets just sit here and enjoy the moment.”

there you two were, two hopeless romantic middle schools drowning in their thoughts as they imagined their future together drowning too.

“heeseung?”

“hm?”

‘Wait (don't let go) and pretend (don't let go) . Hold on and hope that we'll find our way back in the end’

“promise me something”

“anything”

“dont forget me.”

he laughs making you turn over as he ruined the moment between you too

“as if i could forget about you, ill come back for you yeah? just dont leave this city, ill be back sooner or later”

“promise?”

“promise.”

-

as stupid as it sounds you kept your promise. you stayed in this small town and never left in fear that the day he that he came back you wouldve already lost. but its stupid. everyone tells you that he probably already forgot about you and has moved on but you believe other wise.

you dont know why but you did.

but tonight something in your stomach was telling you that it wasnt worth the wait anymore that a middle school boy whos probably in bed with someone else shouldn’t keep you from leaving this town that had nothing to give but memories that you were holding onto.

you bumped into someone making you stumble back a bit. a jumbles of ‘sorrys’ were said between you two. the hand reaches out to you which you accept getting up. moving your hair out of your face your eyes meet a pair that look quite alike to the boy youve been waiting for.

“y/n!”

click !

heeseung.

“you remember me?” you asked not being able to hide the fact that you were indeed shocked.

now he was looking at you equally as shocked

“do you think i’ve forgotten…”

he paused tilting his head

“about you…?”

he finished his sentence in a almost whisper tone

“no, no! im just shocked. i’m-“

you scrambled your words

“sorry.” you stop taking a deep breath

“its just been a while you know, im not sure how to react”

‘There was something 'bout you that now I can't remember’

his lips curved up as he let a low chuckle out. you stood in front of him examining his facial features, the ones that stayed and the ones that matured. he was still your heeseung just 22.

“about that…” he looks down at his feet almost ashamed “please don’t think i forgot or didnt wanna come back for you, it was quite the opposite really. i was just in a self conflict wondering if you had moved on and wanted me to leave you alone…you know? it was weird to think that you might have moved on with your life and are happy where you are right now and your middle school boyfriend just came back out of nowhere. it took a bit of courage but i remembered the promise i made you of coming back and…

and i wanted you to know i kept my word to you that i do care for you. a lot,”

‘It's the same damn thing that made my heart surrender’

damn.

hearing those words again made you grin as you proved yourself right, that he hadn’t moved it, it wasnt only you who kept that promise from 7 years ago. you could hear your heart beat through your ears normally that would be concerning but right now this was music to your ears

‘I never know what to think about’

“i…

i dont know what to think or say right now.”

he intertwined your hands the same way he did before and smiled at you

‘I think about you so don't let go’

“i will say i think about you all the time,”

#Spotify #heivexi #enha fluff #enha heeseung #enha imagines #enha smau #enha x reader #enhypen #enhypen angst #enhypen imagines #enhypen reactions #enhypen heeseung #lee heesung x reader #lee heeseung #heeseung #enhypen hard thoughts #enhypen hard hours #heeseung smut #heeseung imagines #enhypen smau #enha #enhypen smut

[horatioo]

to add my own two cents on the current wilbur soot situation + people who are ragging on some of the other creators on youtube:

i understand when its adults, and adults who werent being mistreated by him. but people who are ragging on tommy (and saying tubbo and ranboo arent doing enough/speaking out enough or sth) are not really understanding what its like to have someone like that try to get close to you

if you watch wilburs early content with tommy, he is incredibly verbally abusive and constantly screaming at tommy as a "joke". and apparently this continues and even escalates in later content to the point of actual physical abuse (there is audio of him slapping tommy ON STREAM).

tubbo didnt get close to him but given how hes acted about tubbo in roleplay (and his roleplay persona seems less and less like a persona) i dont doubt he wouldve done horrid shit. i dont know ranboos situation but i can still see why itd be scary, especially knowing tommy, tubbo and ranboo are friends.

it is equally terrifying to know someone is physically injuring your friend and you cant do shit about it. i would know, i used to be genuinely scared people i knew were going to die because they were being abused so badly.

wilburs behavior never really made me comfortable. its part of the reason why i fell out of the fandom so fast

i didnt ever really pin down Why i didnt like watching his content w tommyinnit at the time and never really thought abt it after i stopped watching either of them. because ykw, it wasnt something that PINGED as wrong to me.

you wanna know why?

the vast majority of the people who have abused me acted the same fucking way as wilbur. and i am terrified of several of them to this day.

my most recent ex would yell at me and berate me as a "joke". an ex-friend would make fun of me as a "joke". fucking hell my abusive uncle used to scare me in person because he thought it was fucking funny and i dont doubt more physical things happened there that i dont remember.

it is fucking terrifying. it fucks with your head. you start thinking theyre right, youre being stupid and overreacting, and you ESPECIALLY start thinking this when it starts escalating and everyone around you still sees nothing wrong with it.

you start thinking nothings wrong with it and its just normal.

and then when you realize its not, sometimes its too fucking late and youre just stuck.

so yes, its terrible that none of the adults are actually supporting shubble as much as they are farming karma. (save for a select few, but i dont actually know anything about those ones, theyre newcomers to me.)

but for fucks sake, the people who he met as KIDS, who he manipulated into being closer and closer to him, are not "farming brownie points" or "avoiding the topic" and ESPECIALLY not tommy - i think people have forgotten that tommy is still close enough to wilbur location wise that he could genuinely be in danger if he did.

i dunno. it rubs me the wrong way when people think you can just magically come out against your abuser and there will be no consequences whatsoever, especially when you LIVE near them. nope! not how it works!

anyway, support shubble, support everyone else wilburs hurt, fuck wilbur soot, all that jazz. im not even into mcyt anymore, this is JUST from what i know from 2020-2021 and from posts on the situation on tumblr.

#wilbur soot #wilbur situation #mcyt #minecraft youtube #abuse #child abuse #tommyinnit #tubbo #wilbur mcyt

[tiredstressedemotionalmess]

making patches and thinking about party poison. i think they wouldve loved making patches like this when they first got out to the zones- when tattoos still seemed too inaccessible for a whole host of reasons (too expensive probably. didnt know who the good artists were, who to trust, where to find even the bad ones. bad association with needles still fresh from their days in the city)

i think they love the idea of being a walking work of art. they love being a patchwork of ideas and all the things they love. i think they wouldve started collecting ones from shows or made by other joys at markets, and they wouldve jumped on the chance to buy the first paint they could, and they wouldve started making their own and trading them and maybe they werent the best bc theyre by no means an artist but also. theyre making art now so maybe they are?

anyways. i think once they start getting tattoos their focus shifts to that. they dont make as many of their own but every once in a while at a show or some shit theyll see one that they just HAVE to have. they get home they see it on their ratty old jacket that barely even fits them any more- so covered in their collection that they cant even tell what the original material was- they just remember it wasnt denim because they felt so cool as a kid for being different like that

i thunk that jacket end up shoved in the back of their room in the diner. forgotten with time as everyone who knew them when they wore it stops existing one by one and the iconic image of them in their dead pegasus getup takes a firm hold in the public consciousness. and maybe fucking decades later, the girl finds it when she finally has enough strength to go back to what used to be home. or maybe someone else finds it when raiding holy ground and it passes hands until she sees it on the top if a pile at some swap meet and she just knows. and maybe she doesnt recognize even half of the band names or symbols zigzag over the arms and doesnt the sides, but when she puts it on it feels warm like a hug from arms she never though shed be held by again. or something.

#my headcanons #danger days headcanons #party poison