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revlischarm · 1 year

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Wouldn’t call this one of my most exciting edits for the Noodle Shop Ghost AU, but it’s what I was able to finish recently so it’s what y’all are getting since I’m impatient to share more details and have to divulge them NOW

More LMK Morro info under the cut

• Red Son’s nicknames for Morro include “Accursed witch” and “dead meat” (the witch one is due to Morro having spooky vibes and carrying around a broom)

-Deadass? The first time Red called Morro a witch, Morro did a full 180° and said “did you just call me a bitch?” (Credit to @breathlessmorro for this idea!)

•Morro’s still got some anger issues they’re working out

•Princess Iron Fan shows up with her wind and he’s like “bro I am unimpressed I could do that when I was like, ten”

-The teleporting à la wind gets his attention, tho, since he obviously can’t do that and is immediately jealous

•Morro was a big fan of JTTW Monkey King after reading the story, but then he meets Wukong irl and is just like “Oh. This is it?? That’s…disappointing.”

Wukong: “I haven’t even interacted with you yet and you already dislike me, what the hell.”

-Like Morro and Wukong definitely have some similar interests and hobbies, such as martial arts, protective over MK, a distain for rules…but Morro is still twitchy around him.

-Morro owns a JTTW shirt because he still thinks that the story slaps tho

•Morro thinks the Mayor has cool vibes upon first meeting

-Like, Morro respects how unhinged and creepy he is

•Morro does have a broom for a weapon I’ve decided! It’s comical and it works. He gets a new weapon during Season 3, tho!

-He absolutely 100% knows how to use a broom as a staff because he’s used a staff before. In Season 5 when he possessed Lloyd and was trying to steal Wu’s staff, in the tea shop fight he was kicking ass with it. He’s very proficient with a staff and you can fight me on that.

•Morro forgets that he’s mortal again and ends up walking into a lot of solid objects

•Morro strives for success and likes to be in the spotlight still honestly, he can’t help it.

-The man absolutely despises failing in any way; he doesn’t want to be seen as a disappointment.

-At least he’s ambitious!

•Morro’s working on his inability to let things go, and it’s going. Okay. Ish.

-He struggles so, so much with letting go of a grudge, he never forgets nor forgives but he’s trying to

-It’s part of his goal towards being a better person/not being evil lmao

-“I probably shouldn’t hold onto so much hate for what happened before, huh…well maybe I’ll hold onto a few things.”

•MK sometimes does morning exercises with Morro (stretches and stuff), so for the episode “Duplicination” he makes another clone to do said activities with Morro

-How would that go wrong? Contortionist clone is how. Motherfucker stretches himself into a creepy pretzel

-He crawls up a wall like a spider and gives MK nightmares

-“NOOOO!! MY WORST FEAR IS MANIFESTING!”

-He’s super flexible and very hard to catch; good at dodging!

•Morro definitely sees a lot of Lloyd in MK, but it’s not like he can go back to Ninjago rn (he doesn’t know how), and even then! Lloyd and he are on horrible terms. So Morro is inadvertently projecting onto MK to some extent the apology and like…just feeling guilty and almost responsible in a way

-They’re not doing it intentionally, they really aren’t

-MK just gives them Lloyd vibes that make Morro feel guilty

-Took one look at MK and went: “Is anyone gonna big brother that guy?” And didn’t wait for an answer (credit: @breathlessmonkie )

•Morro being referred to ironically as the “family pet” by Tang and the gang is a reoccurring gag in Season 1. It’s for comedy purposes.

-Pigsy: “This is my husband, Tang, our son, MK, and the family pet, Morro.”

MK: “He’s a rescue!”

-Morro just goes with it

•Morro has residual traits from being a former ghost and you can fight me on that

-For example, his teeth are just slightly more sharp than the average person’s. It’s barely even noticeable but it’s there.

-Morro’s eyes have eyeshine (tapetum lucidum?), basically if it’s dim lighting and you direct some light at him, his eyes seem to glow in the dark. That thing that some animals have, you know? Deer.

-On that note, Morro can see in the dark slightly better than the average person.

-There’s more stuff but I’ll go over it later

•Morro loves flying kites!!! He adores those super complex ones and is saving up money to buy one

•MK called Morro “responsible” one time/refers to him as his “responsible friend”, and Morro ends up having a whole new episode dedicated to him having a crisis over that

-Think a midlife crisis except more aggressive and despairing. Morro’s trying to find an outlet for aggression! He’s adamant he maintain his bad boy persona, and MK’s comment shook him

-Like, his whole thing was defying destiny, making his own path in life, beating the odds and being stubborn…and yet here MK is, saying that’s he’s responsible. It goes against what he thinks of himself and just sets him off. Man literally skips work (which he never does) and gets everyone worried about him.

-He’s just acting out to try and prove that he’s not some domesticated ex-villain, but it’s also about him having difficulty adjusting to this new norm

-Before, Morro was doomed to a cursed eternity for the longest time. He was pent up and bitter and focused on a whole lot of negative stuff, and now he’s waking up and going to work and living life like none of that happened. It’s jarring, and he’s realizing that it’s so far from how he once was.

-He’s thinking, “That angry person I used to be was me, that’s who I was. What changed?” When really he’d just been so bitter and upset for so, so long that that’s all he can think of himself as being—that’s who he was, that’s who Morro was. It’s just he wasn’t actively thinking about it or anything until MK prompted it. He’s changed, and he knows that, but now he’s like…he’s moreso conscious of it, like actually realizing it’s not just that he gave up being so spiteful and tried to redeem himself—he’s forgotten what he was like before he was a vengeful spirit.

-That was what defined them for so long. And now who are they?

-The other part of it is that he doesn’t want to feel like he’s conforming, doesn’t want to be responsible, that it feels like he’s just following along to fate’s rules. And he abhors that.

-Uhhhhhh anyways tl:dr Morro has an episode all his own about self-discovery and also demolishes some stuff along the way.

-OH ONE MORE THING Morro divulges some more about his past to MK and Mei in this episode and also I don’t have a title for the episode yet so suggestions/help with that is greatly appreciated

•Back to our regularly scheduled program

•Morro. Does not trust Wukong very much.

-Like, Morro already has past trauma with Wu, given how Wu told Morro he could be the Green Ninja and fed him a bunch of hopeful nonsense and all that. Morro knows that MK’s been told he has some big destiny and power and whatever by this mentor-figure.

-Also. The Golden Weapons’ parallels with Monkey King’s staff?? Fun stuff. The staff “chose” MK and all that jazz.

-Morro doesn’t trust him from the start, although it’s less of Morro being perceptive enough to pick up on Wukong’s crap and instead that his paranoia ended up being right

-Morro would definitely go “At this point I can’t tell if you or Wu are worse, and that’s fucking saying something.”

-There’s one instance in which Morro straight up punches Wukong square in the face. I’m keeping that scene to myself for now because I gotta have some secrets, you know? Heheh

•Mei’s green power startles Morro every now and then

-Like there’s a flash of glowing green in their peripheral and they jolt. Literally they don’t even do it on purpose, it’s a knee jerk response to glowing green powers.

•Morro drinks soy sauce. He’ll get a little dish and sip from it. Yes, I based this off of myself.

•Macaque is Morro’s dad now btw I should probably mention that /hj

•During the episode “Macaque”, Morro shows up when MK does and actually manages to like. Demonstrate a decently strong attack at Macaque’s shadow kaiju thing. Wind does wonders against smoke monsters (I think Mac called it that??)

-Anyways Macaque quickly takes an interest in Morro! Morro tags along with MK for the training stuff because they’re not letting the kid get taken to some secondary location

-…unless they goes too, lmao

-Plus Macaque doesn’t actually mind him coming along, Morro’s wind powers peaked his interest

•Oh also Morro @ Macaque: “You know back where I’m from, we have an elemental Master of Shadow—I bet they could kick your ass, lol”

Macaque:

Macaque: “a fucking what”

•Also Morro? Actually really vibes with Macaque’s teachings?? Like he definitely reminds MK to take breaks and take it easy every once in a while, but for the most part Morro is like “fuck yeah? This guy is straightforward and makes a good point. Although strategy is important to take into account first and foremost it also helps to actually have a sense of direction here”

-So Morro thinks that Macaque’s got superior skills as a teacher to MK here

-Up until the whole betrayal thing haha

•Macaque keeps a close eye on Morro throughout the episodes following all of this actually!

-Like Macaque checks in on him throughout Season 2 and so they cross paths again fairly quickly

-Morro is very apprehensive at first but begrudgingly understands that it isn’t anything personal against MK, what Mac did—Morro’s literally been in that kind of situation before, sort of. “Nothing personal, just doing this to achieve my goals, you just happen to be involved in this and got hurt.”

-Like Morro gets it. You do evil and fucked up shit because it’s fun at the time and you wanna get back at someone who hurt you

•He’s still very protective of MK but he genuinely understands where Mac is coming from when he pulled that stunt

•They both absolutely open up to each other about their respective deaths eventually, though it takes time

•Macaque shows Morro some cool fighting stuff! They spar together a lot

-Morro finds himself looking forward to those sessions (he can get an actual challenge lmao) and so does Macaque! Mac hasn’t had a sparring buddy in. Well. You know ;)

•Morro 100% picks up on the ex vibes Macaque and Wukong have

•But anyways Morro and Macaque have a great time training and sparring together! Neither of them are afraid to get aggressive, but not because they’re angry—it’s because they know the other one can take it!

•They just overall bond offscreen (and maybe onscreen too? Do I need to make another new episode dedicated to this??) during Season 2/end of Season 1

•Macaque and Morro have a fun dynamic that I’ll expound more upon in Season 3 stuff, but I’m saving anything s3 for a different post because spoilers

•I will divulge that LBD has some difficulty handling Morro for reasons that are ghost-related and that Morro wants to kick her ass

-Well, related to the fact that Morro used to be a ghost and I have a very specific headcanon about his new physical body in that regard

•Anyways

•The Macaque thing is pure self-indulgence on my end because he’s one of my favorite characters

•If it feels forced in, it’s because it probably is, but serotonin go brrrrr in my head and that overrules all logic

•I want to draw what Morro’s intro screen would look like for the opening but I don’t have the skill (can’t draw complex backgrounds well at ALL) rip

-Concept for seasons 1 + 2 would have him standing in the front with a clear shot like the other characters do, arms are crossed or he’s leaning on his broom, and in the background we see a cool dynamic shot of him flying one of those neat Chinese kites. Color scheme is mostly greens and grays? I’m not sure.

-My idea for the Season 3 intro I’m reserving for now

•Morro doesn’t know how to drive I should mention. Man needs to learn to, lol

•Mei and MK teach him lingo and Morro honestly picks it up shockingly fast.

-He can understand some things about it? But others he’s at a total loss for.

-For example Morro doesn’t understand surreal memes or deep-fried stuff, he just doesn’t get what’s funny about them

•Morro knows a lot of occult/spiritual info!! He’s your man if you’ve got some form of spooky trouble ailing you

-So for spooky or supernatural happenings, Morro can give some decent advice.

•Don’t get him wet, he despises water.

•Also he’s still absolutely unhinged. Redemption doesn’t mean he lost any of his violent tendencies, so that’s a lot of manic fun.

-The vibe of what he’ll be saying is all good stuff, but the way he says it sounds like he’s delivering a villain speech

-Oh and don’t get me started on his dramatics either because this man is the smuggest and most theatric bastard ever and I love him for it

-A sore loser and a sore winner.

-So a ton of similarities to Red Son’s behavior, just…toned down a bit more and he’s not trying to be a villain. That’s just how he is. He slips back into villain mode sometimes because he was a villain, and he’s also just kinda like that.

-Morro’s villain tendencies/vibes are always more…creepy? Dark? Than Red Son’s are. Macabre, I’d say. He could actually scare you if he wanted to? It’s hard to describe.

-To sum it up: trying to do good things, but his attitude about it is so diabolical and dramatic. Aaaaannnnd his methods aren’t entirely moral all the time, either. He’s trying, okay??

•Although on that note, Morro is still a master at manipulation when it comes to it. He’s very adept at twisting his words around and can occasionally fall back on old habits without meaning to

-Fucking watch out for him when he’s intentionally being manipulative though, you don’t wanna mess with that

•Morro 100% attends Mac’s shadow plays, they really enjoy them and are the most enthusiastic person in the stands

-Macaque: The hero and the warrior were like the sun and the moon—

Morro: FUCK YEAH LET’S GOOOOOO

Macaque, confused and embarrassed: Uh, anyways.

•Morro would either be very good or very bad at fighting Red Son; wind can either fuel fire or snuff it out. Depends on the oxygen and stuff.

•Anything involving flying/air/heights? Morro is adept at that. Man would kill for one of Wukong’s clouds

•Trans he/they Morro rights

•This post is long enough so I’ll end it here

#ninjago #art #lego ninjago #my art #lego monkie kid #lmk au #lmk #nsg au #nsg #noodle shop ghost au #noodle shop ghost #edit #screenshot edit #morro #ninjago morro

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l3viat8an · 1 year

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Heyyyy, cryptic pregnancy anon here again! I just wanted to say you were right; there’s no way the brothers wouldn’t all sense MC was in labor, or at least in a great deal of pain.

So here’s my better, more accurate hcs (with NO bloody details dw)

* Lucifer is probably the first to notice something is up, followed by Satan, then Mammon and Asmo, then Beel and Belphi, and Levi is the last to catch on, let’s be real here.

* Satan is the one to do all the, erm, medical stuff, because he has the most knowledge; he tries to tell lucifer something seems off about the baby (something about there being gold on the baby?), but lucifer is either too busy or the room is too loud for lucifer to properly hear him, and he’s more focused on Levi who’s looking rather feint. Lucifer focuses on keeping everyone else calm and barking orders at them. Mammon runs and gets the phone to call a real doctor, Asmo brings the fluffiest dry towels (warmed on his heated towel wrack to keep the baby warm ofc), Beel brings ice chips, Belphie holds MC’s hand to keep her calm, and Levi…is passed out on the floor atp. Beel and lucifer carry him off to a corner of the room so he doesn’t get stepped on or tripped over lmao.

* Once things have settled down, and the doctor has determined MC and the baby are ok, Lucifer orders everyone out of the room so MC can have some peace and quiet (everyone complains but ultimately comply when they see how haggard she looks). When they’re alone, Lucifer finally pulls her into his arms so he can hold her and get a good look at the new edition to the family.

* He damn near faints when he sees the little wings and horns just barely peaking out from their head and back. They’re both too small to have much shape yet, but the tips have an unmistakable gold coloration. And when he gets a good look at the gold triangular pattern on their little arms when they flail out of the fluffy towels bundled around them (Satan is very capable in a lot of areas, but probably not so good at swaddling a squirmy baby, so the swaddle was a little loose lmao), he knows immediately who the father is.

* Lucifer practically leaps from the bed and frantically pulls his DDD out to call Dia. He’s frantically speaking in infernal (so MC can’t hear him), and he looks like he’s about to cry. Not because he’s jealous or mad, but because he know how this could hurt his lovers.

* He and dia manage to work it out, but the like of paperwork on both men’s desks is historically tall. Barb and the brothers pitch in as much as they can, but even then the pile seems never-ending.

* With all the older bros and dia and Barb tied up with paperwork, Dia and luci decide it would be best for everyone to just stay where they are until the living arrangements can be properly sorted out.

* It’s hard on everyone, but when MC brings the smiling, cooing bundle into Lucifer’s office so Luci and Dia get a chance to bond with the baby too (Barb too but not as much since he takes over paperwork duty so the boys can hold the baby and whatnot), everyone decides it’s all worth it. Bonus thought for this one too: sleepy luci with a pen in one hand and the baby tucked snugly against him in the crook of his arm, fast asleep, while he does paperwork. Dia comes up behind him and kisses his forehead, and demands baby time.

* Speaking of dia with the baby: he’s a baby hog. He has them cradled in his arms as much as he possibly can. The way they yawn and snuggle into the warmth of his chest melts his heart and he genuinely starts crying every damn time.

* luci and dia can’t always take care of the baby tho bc of paperwork, but that doesn’t mean mc is alone in this; Uncle Asmo to the rescue! Asmo and Beel are basically co-parents atp. Beel loves bottle-feeding the baby, and Asmo loves bathing them and planning their outfits bc he gets to pamper them; no, really, this baby already has a 10-step skincare routine at two weeks old 😭🙌. Asmo isn’t as fond of diaper changes and spit-up, but he cleans them anyway because he genuinely worries about MC’s sleep, or lack thereof.

* Mammon tries to take care of the kid, but is too nervous to do it alone so he usually helps out in other ways, like cleaning the bottle when the baby falls asleep in beel’s arms so Beel can’t do it himself.

* Levi refuses to even be in the same room with the baby at first, but after a while warms up enough to try to talk to them and coo back at them. He nearly died of happiness when MC took them to his room when the baby was fussy and couldn’t sleep, but fell asleep as soon as they were in his room (Levi’s room is very blue and dim, both of which are calming to toddlers and babies, so it’d be a prime nap spot for a fussy baby).

* Speaking of naps: belphi is always there when it’s time for the baby to sleep, even if it cuts into his own nap time, so he can make sure the baby gets to sleep easily. MC has to buy a second bedside bassinet so the baby can sleep with belphi lmao (we promote safe sleep in this house! Even for titanium-strength royal demon babies!)

* Omg I just thought of when the baby is old enough to eat solid foods! Barb, Simeon, and Luke all have a “Baby Bake-Off” where they make baby-safe desserts for them to try, and whichever one they like the most wins! (C’mon, it’s dia’s baby, we all know Barb has this in the BAG, and wins every round lmaooo. He does remember what the young master liked as a baby, after all. Luke complains he has an unfair advantage).

* Context I forgot to mention earlier: I hc baby demons have little round stubs for horns and wings when they’re first born; both with sharpen and gain more size and definition/shape in about a week or so.

Hiiiii anon!!!

Satan being the most responsible and being the midwife is honestly so fitting-

I Absolutely lost it for a second at Levi passing out lmao because yea, we all know he would-

God all the paperwork is definitely a nightmare for everybody, Lucifer is skipping sleep the most tho and MC has to drag him into bed all the time (and he’ll only sleep an hour or two before going right back to work)

But whenever Lucifer has even a second of time he’s cooing over the baby and playing with them and letting MC get a break.

Diavolo is such a baby hog!!! He wants to constantly hold the baby, even doing paperwork or in meetings, whatever. He’s sure he can do everything one handed and keep the baby snug in his other.

Barbatos wants more time with the baby and he’s always asking Asmo for little pictures and update. For the young mater of course! It’s actually for a baby book or something- cuz yes Barbatos would be that uncle-

Another cute thing is Belphie and the baby go to Levi’s room for naps all the time!! Like if the baby is crying or MC needs a break and it’s Belphie turn to watch them he’s grabbing the baby and bassinet, going to Levi’s room and settling in. It’s just quieter, then the rest of the house and like you said the lighting is softer and relaxing. The baby sleeps almost the whole time and it gives Levi a chance to watch over them a bit too!

Ya know how they say a healthy baby has glowing skin? Yea this baby has glowing skin for life, with the way Asmo’s pampering them and making sure their sink is already flawless!

Mammon is constantly buying the baby little stuffed animals and toys whenever he’s out and see one he likes. Like the kid has sooooo many toys from uncle Mammon-

the baby bake off would be so cute and Barbatos half cheating by basically raising Diavolo is so funny to me hsjs

Ahhh there’s so much that could be added!!

Like, Dia and Lucifer arguing over baby outfits and if matching outfits with the baby is tacky or not dkhsks-

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speedystarshine · 1 year

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Can you please write head canons about Matpat egos with a Reader who sleeps a lot, and when I mean a lot I mean like lot!

Who would be The one who Hold the reader while they sleep, Or be a little shit and Play loud music to annoy them

You don’t have to write it but I would appreciate it if you do! Have great day/night <3

Ofc!! Here you go! (Lmao I took out Mack because I realized poor guy would basically be doing your job- that would be kinda funny tho like imagine going to sleep on the ship beside him and waking up to entire colonization and you're in a cage 💀)

Characters: Matpat, Madpat, The Detective, The Hermit, Warfpat.

Matpat

Kinda sad he can't really hang out with you that much when you're asleep, so he definitely makes moments counts when you wake up!

One of the one's to hold reader while you're asleep. Y'know that universal feeling where you have a cat on you and won't move even if it hurts because there's a cat on you- Very much like that.

He takes pictures, beware because he has blackmail on you lmao-

Honestly sometimes he uses you as a mini table and just edits and even sometimes record whole-ass videos on top of you 😭

Madpat

Another ones to hold you, but like.... stiff.

He doesn't move the entire time. Bro is sat snkadfkj

Sometimes if he has stuff to do (Read: people to murder) he just kinda flings you on his back and goes off to do whatever

Eventually puts you in a bed because he feels bad, especially if he finds you asleep like on top of the fridge or some random shit 😭

Listen to me he had to sleep on a desk chair for five miserable nights he knows damn well you're gonna be sore when you wake up 💀

The Detective

Honestly how he would react depends on whether your on the team or part of the place but would still kinda be the same

If you're a part of wherever the team is he's kinda sad he doesn't get to see you that much-

If you're on the team though, he is desperately trying to fight so you don't get voted out snjasj-

He is weak as hell. Mans isn't strong enough to carry you every where so most of the time makes sure you fall asleep in the safe spot.

The Hermit

Honestly just leaves you to do your thing 💀

Unlike The Detective, he is way too strong, so he'd probably end up throwing you around like a sack of potatoes and possibly accidentally off a cliff

If you guys are indoors he's slightly more relaxed but still on guard, since everything is new to him no matter how much you tell him its safe-

If you guys are outdoors though, he feels so bad about leaving you in case anything comes back before he does so he tries to make sure your awake when he leaves. <3 You're asleep when he comes back tho

Warfpat

He is a complete ass whether he realizes it or not 😭 I have a hc that no matter where he goes, goofy ass jazzy music follows him, so good luck

He makes lizard noises in your ear to test how deep of a sleeper you are snsnskfds

I'm sorry he loves you but he has. So much fun with you 😭

Probably interviews you and asks about your day and stuff and then pans to your chair which is empty because you fell of it in your sleep

He loves you but your lowkey going to have to get a restraining order if you want even a smidge of sleep around him</3

#matpat egos #matpat egos x reader #matpat x reader #madpat x reader #the detective x reader #the hermit x reader #warfpat x reader

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fcknstar · 1 year

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,, best friends girl "

- harryosborn x fem!reader x peterparker

a.n : omfg i have a habit of writing at night. i have tried to edit it to the best of my ability. i need friends who share the same interest in harry osborn. uhh this is a mix of peter and harry, but it was really actually for harry lmao. i think imma just use marlene monae as my oc / reader / (y/n) cause it's easier for me. kinda got carried away lmao

warnings : jealousy? , long back story , y/n or reader is known as marlene monae.

**lowercase intended**

changing schools in the middle of the semester has to be your most hated things that could ever happen to you. moving houses was normal for your family as your fathers a business man, who moves around. your dad was a family man, he never wanted to leave his family behind, so hed bring you and your mom around.

it may seem magical, being able to see the entire world due to having the money for it. however, the beauty of it can never mask your hatred having to make friends, and eventually leaving them. you hardly ever kept real friends due to long distance and time difference which made it hard for both parties to connect.

somehow, there was a few friends that you truly treasured. you were settled there for awhile. you met peter parker, harry osborn and gwen stacy. there were others but they were really something. peter was more towards the introvert dude who was always reserved, attractive guy. harry was the complete opposite of peters personality, he was more outgoing towards others, ladys boy. gwen stacy was with peter when you first entered, and you guys simply clicked, probably due to the love of science.

you have to admit that you found peter attractive, thank god your feelings have started to slowly fade into the background. however that happiness was outlived when you found out you had to move again. you begged your parents to settle here, but of course they refused. bummed out with your parents, you had to carry the burden and decided to not tell your friends about it. you just didnt want to suffer with long distance and that your meeting with them was merely meant to be during that timeline. knowing that itd be your last time ever being in queens, you confessed your feelings towards peter, probably weeks or months after gwen and peters breakup. you didnt want to regret not opening your heart out.

when you left without a single trace, the duo was upset. of course, who wouldn't be. you left without a letter, a goodbye. peter did tell the others about your confession. gwen wasnt mad, she was more delighted. harry left way earlier than you did, so he didn't know anything.

just like every friend and memory you had, you had forgotten them easily. you had to, it was driving you insane with how much you missed them. missed peter because you didnt know what his answer was. but who cares. aunt may probably forgot and didnt tell peter about it. you werent mad at aunt may, but she is old and had a lot to handle with her frail hands, and your message to peter only added the burden for her. but to your luck, she did pass down the message, but was too late as peter came back home later than usual.

it has been years and you are your own woman. you aged beautifully and your birthday was nearing. your parents had settled in france, feeling comfortable with their surroundings. you had basically forgotten the past, most of your friends and the activities you did with them. clearing up your messy room, you came across a dusty cardboard box. it looked beaten up. curiosity killed the cat and you opened to box only to find the stuff your friends had gifted you throughout your years of moving.

the box had felt like a time capsule, feeling like a teenager again was good. there was a particularly picture in the box that caught your eye. it was a pic of your friends in queens.

what were their names again? uhh grace? harold and peter? peter sounds familiar but too basic. he looks familiar too. it was hard for you to remember everyones names and faces due to the dozens of people youve met. attached to the picture was a thumbdrive. curious you slipped in the drive into your laptop. it was multiple folders of your time at queens? what was so special about this place, you thought. you scrolled through a couple of photos and videos, when everything hit you like a truck. you had fled that place without letting your friends know about you leaving. you had deeply missed that place that you made yourself forget about everything there. surprisingly, your heart still yearned for peter.

after talking with your parents, they have let you fly back there. while flying you didnt know what to expect or what to think. should i visit peter? or gwen?

what if they don't accept me? you panicked. maybe it wasn't a good idea to actually visit queens. upon reaching there, you found a hotel to stay at for the time being. you basically walked around queens trying to find a familiar apartment. after a few hours of searching, you landed infront of a old but homely apartment. you didnt know what to expect. maybe peter and aunt may moved? maybe they wont recognize you? taking a deep breath in, you advanced forward towards the entrance, knocking on the door. it didnt take long for the door to swing open revealing aunt may.

" hey aunt may, how are you? " you started. the awkward tension in the air filled you both quickly while you waited for her reply. it looked like she was trying to piece the imaginary puzzles together.

" uhm, its marlene? " you added, helping her remember you faster. it was as if you could see the light bulb above her head light up. you didnt expect a big warm hug from aunt may, well you had feared that she probably didnt accept you. lifting your hands slowly, you reciprocated the hug and took in her embrace. you did miss aunt may, her hugs, her cooking, and her smiles that she never failed to give you.

" darling! oh my its been so long, what happened? how are you? hows your parents? what brings you here? " aunt may spat out as she released you from her embrace. she always saw you as one of hers. she always carried a heavy heart wherever she went. she often thought that you left because of them despite you reassuring her that you werent.

" may, whats the commotion about? " peter came out from the side, chuckling. however it stopped when he saw you. you both did not say anything to each other, you felt your body heat up with guilt. the one where you knew you did something wrong. peter felt multiple emotions rush through him, was it really you?

" uh pete, this is marlene, i hope you didnt forget her? " nodded aunt may. aunt may saw how peter suffered, not knowing whether he felt that way because you left without saying goodbye or that he wasnt able to tell you that he felt the same way. the spiderman situation didnt help him either, no one knew that but gwen.

trying to suppress the heat and awkwardness, you merely nodded and smiled. aunt may welcomed you in and wanted to catch up. the house looked the same, it gave off homely vibes and you missed it. you sat on the dining table opposite of aunt may while peter just stood next to her.

you had to try to explain your absence and why you left without saying anything. you did a lot of things you regretted in the past, and leaving without an explanation was on the top of your list. aunt may seemed to understand, but she is always understanding. not sure if peter seemed the same way as his gaze was fixated on you ever since you were at their doorstep.

" alright, ill leave you two be yea " aunt may could sense the tension between the two young adults. all she wanted was them to reconcile, glancing at peter hoping he gets a hint.

" oh uh its fine, i was about to leave anyway. im sorry if i came without notice. bye aunt may! " you quickly gathered your stuff and practically ran out the house. slowing down your pace once you were out, you took out your phone with the intention to play some music while walking back to your hotel.

" so thats it? youre leaving without saying goodbye to me? again? " peter called out. stopping in your tracks, you slowly turned to him. you could see the disappointment that was clearly showing.

" look, im sorry i left okay? i just had a lot going on back then and i thought that was the easiest way out- "

" but it wasnt, isnt it? you left me knowing that we could be something.. " peter had whispered the last part, not wanting or ready for you to hear it. maybe you had moved on. his eyes trained on you.

you didnt know what to say. you heard what he whispered out. " i know youre mad at me and its reasonable. and i.. i. " you werent sure if he liked you, but what he said did indicate that he probably did have feelings.

" yea i am mad at you, you left without a letter? and you expected that the message you left me was enough? it was selfish of you to do so you know that right " he slowly advanced to you, not wanting his neighbors to listen to the conversation that went horribly wrong. you wanted to answer, but nothing came out of your mouth. peter felt that he was a little too harsh just by looking at your expression.

" im sorry if i was too harsh. i just. i really liked you, i still do, but leaving me. leaving gwen wasnt something we both saw coming. aunt may said you liked me. is it true? " it was pretty bold of peter, he knew that. but he really needed to know. he nearly missed your nods. that was enough for him to engulf you into a hug. peter had let his guard down and you had to. you realized that it was hard for him too.

it had been a few weeks ever since you stepped foot in new york. peter brought you to see gwen, who was thrilled to find you back. you guys reconnected instantly, catching up with one another. peter was glad that you are back, but he knew deep down that you had to leave again. gwen convinced you to stay with her as she needed a roommate. which made you convince your parents to let you stay in new york. somehow everything went according to plan, and you parents visited you often. you were living comfortably with gwen, you started dating peter. it sounds bad, dating your friends ex, but gwen was too open minded to care about what people thought. who cares about their friend dating their crush when they are in a committed relationship with someone new.

you and peter were at a cafe having a regular breakfast, when a mini television in the cafe announced harry osborns arrival back in new york. it was said that his father was terribly sick and had died from it. decided that you both wanted to visit harry.

the moment you stepped into the building, you both were told that harry was in a meeting for oscorp, and had to wait for the boy to come down. scanning the foyer you were in, it looked grand, but was dimly lit which made it more eerie than intended. you both didnt know what to expect except the awkwardness that will fill in between you three. while waiting for harry, you and peter were softly kicking each other to keep each other from getting bored.

the clacks of someones shoes broke the silence and both you and peter had turned to see harry. harry looked different, he grew into his looks, the ridiculous side part has yet to leave his personality.

" peter parker.. and marlene monae. its like seeing ghosts. " harry chuckled, staring at you both.

" hey harry. " peter greeted with a gentle tone, not wanting harry to push you both away.

you just forced a smile towards the boy who nodded. " uhm, what brings you both here? "

" we saw the news, heard about your dad and just wanted to see you and how you are doing. " it was now your turn to speak. you didnt want to offend harry, trying to sound as sincerely as you intended with the words that came out.

" im uh with some people, im in a meeting " harry voiced out, eyes flickering between you both.

" we didnt mean to intrude, really. i knew how it feels to lose a parent. " a sigh left peters lips. he truly wanted to be there for his friend. the conversation felt awkward and you didnt know what to do other than mess with your skin. glancing back at peter, you continued, " we just wanted to let you know that we are here for you if you need us "

harry nodded, whispering out a " thank you " .

it was silent for a moment and you seriously wanted to tension to stop. clasping your hands together, you look between peter and harry, " it was nice to see you again, harry " smiling towards the boy, you glance back at peter. peter got the hint and nodded. as you both turned to the door, harry spoke.

" i see that you have gotten your braces out, " you could tell that harry had let his guard down with the tone of his voice. you missed this harry that enjoyed messing around, " and you have better style now huh " harry eyed you up and down. he always teased about how plain you dress up in the past.

seeing peter smile at harrys words warmed you dearly. peter had both of his friends back into his life and peter couldnt be more happy.

" you still blow dry your hair every morning? " peter laughed. harry stepped down onto the stairs, chuckling.

" you know, one of my servants holds the hair dryer and i work the comb " harry cracked a smile, he was shocked at how quickly he let his old friends back into his life, but he wasnt mad at all.

when harry reached the bottom of the stairs, he opened up his arms wanting a hug. without hesitation peter ran to harry like a little child, engulfing harry into a bear hug. you have seen peter happy when hes around his friends, but peter has never been this happy to have a friend back into your life. ( you messed up, thats why he didnt seem to happy to see you, right marlene? )

after harry released peter from his grasp, he opened his arms slightly, offering you a hug that you gladly accepted. you and harry usually shared hugs with one another in the past. it was tradition, whenever you two see each other or needed one another, a hug was always shared, and jokes were passed around.

peter was happy seeing his friends reconcile, but his eyes didnt miss the way harrys hands held your waist. was it normal? he knew your relationship with harry in the past, but he didnt remember it to be this touchy. maybe it was because he was just jealous. the hug lasted longer than he anticipated, his ears didnt miss the light thumping of someones heart during the shared hug. it couldnt be yours, he was used to hearing your heart beat and didnt sound like yours. maybe harry was nervous. peter didnt know.

it wasnt long before the trio found themselves walking through a park which located in the middle of the town. harry and peter were conversing, letting you take in the atmosphere.

" what? you got yourself a lady? " harry joked while watching peter lean back onto the railing. that was what made you and peter lock eyes. harry caught that, a smile starting to appear on his lips.

" wait, you two? " harry questioned.

when you were about to answer harry, peter beat you to it. " you sound surprised, well we were just about to tell you " peter winked.

" well i am, i just didnt think a hot looking woman would end up with a nerd. " harry joked, " i mean dont get me wrong im happy for you both. " you were probably oblivious enough to not notice the tone in harrys voice, but peter clearly did.

" well thank you harry, but how bout you get yourself a woman before talking " you winked at harry, challenging harry.

" i have one in mind, but shes off limits. " harry sighed, eye flicking between you and peter.

" spill right now. " you cheered, its been a long time since you heard your best friend talk about his crushes.

" spill? its that like a slang-? " harry was cut off with a slap in the head. of course it was from you. peter didnt like the interaction one bit, he didnt expect you and harry click so fast after years of not meeting. it took you less than an hour to let your guard down with harry, but it took you a few weeks to fully get comfortable with peter. peter just couldn't understand.

harry however, was more delighted to have you talk to him. he had missed your eagerness whenever he shared about his dream girl which was practically you. he did feel upset when he found out that you and peter were an item. if you and peter werent together, hed for sure have started something with you. he knew peter saw the way he held your waist, the way he brought your hips closer to his, the way he buried his face in the crook of your neck. but who is he to break you two apart. you were his best friends girl. or are you really?

#harry osborn x reader #tasm!harry osborn #tasm!peter x reader #tasm!harry osborn x reader #peter parker x reader #dane dehaan #andrew garfield #andrew garfield x reader #andrew garfield x female reader #andrew garfield x you #valerianxreader #valerian and the city of a thousand planets #harry osborn #one shots #imagines #tasm!peter imagine #tasm fic #tasm!peter fluff

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jay-jay-64 · 11 months

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Tecate and Manzana headshots! I changed some stuff around and honestly? I think they look a little better! Mainly Manzana because she looked way to close to Mugman lol

Tecate:

Man's has both Cuphead styled eyes and big ass clown nose. Why? Because honestly he didn't look right with a smaller noses and normal eyes. Trust me, I tried to make it work. Plus it helped with Manzana's design tbh.

I did some research and found out that apparently, shot glasses here are sometimes made from clay and carry handles! However, Tecate wasn't born with a handle, Manzana actually got one as a marriage gift for him!

I forgot to draw it in, but Tecate does have a crack running down the left side of his face, dunno how I forget to keep drawing that lmao

Manzana:

Like Tecate, i found out that some mugs/cups do come with lids and spoons (I'm assuming it's specifically for coffee or tea—)! So, Manzana has a lid that keeps her drink's temperature consistent and the spoon is..well just there lol

Since she's supposed to be a mug, she already has a handle, but Tecate didn't want the debt of being given a handle unpaid so he bought Manzana a handle ring. It was a few months after their marriage though since he doesn't have much money despite his job paying well 🗿

She's now a lilac purple instead of green because that didn't make sense since Cuphead and Mugman are blue and red.

She also has powers now! I'll explain more when she finally gets a colored ref—

And here's a full body of Tecate in his uniform, I still have to work on Manzana, thanks for reading! :D

Edit: oh yeah, and here's a hight ref for the two, you can figure out who's who :)

#sketch #traditional sketch #traditional drawing #cuphead amd mugman parents #cddwtd #tcs #the cuphead show #cuphead don't deal with the devil #cuphead ddwtd #redesigned #i keep forgetting thr tags smh

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the-teddy-bear-butch · 1 year

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One of these days I’ll be done answering asks. Anyway, @lavenderlevetan 1/3 of “twos not divisible by 3” ✨

2: talk about a notable time a narrative or character has looked you dead in the eyes and said “fuck your plan, here’s what we’re actually doing.”

run away my beloathed. Changed plans in that fic so many times. The current defeat Vecna plan, without spoiling anything, was not my og plan when I started the fic

4: what is the plot bunny you’ve been carrying for the longest? optional bonus question: do you ever wonder why you haven’t written it yet and experience deep existential dread?

Technically run away but I am actually writing that, so I’ll lean into the low key abandoned but soon to be resurrected monster hunter Nancy au. I had read a few other monster hunter Nancy/werewolf Robin fics and was worried I couldn’t measure up. I think I also tried to do too much in one fic in my original plan, so I dropped it. It will undergo massive changes for sure. I think simpler is better for me in most cases

8: what’s your relationship with constructive criticism and feedback like? do you seek it out? how well do you take it?

I have a love/hate relationship with it. It HAS to be asked for. Genuinely is so helpful when I have someone beta who can point out weird wording and stuff, or give advice about different aspects. However, unwarranted comments on my fics that criticize the plot or whatever, those bother me more than they should. I think I overreact but it feels rude and tends to make me want to drop the fic for a bit and get self conscious about it. I will seek it out!! But I only want it if I ask for it lmao

10: at what point in the process do you come up with titles, and how easy or hard is that for you?

I honestly tend to do titles pretty early, and often will base vibes somewhat on the title! They’re easy for me because I love to use music lyrics. I’ll take some time to find the perfect song (and because of the range in my music taste, I’ve got something for everything), and then boom a quick look through lyrics and we’re titled

14: what’s your worst writing habit?

Skipping around. I get bored and move on to the next scene. It becomes a lot harder to make everything flow in a way that makes sense when you have to stitch together pieces like Frankenstein

16: where is your favorite place to write?

My warm and cozy bed <333

20: what is your favorite trope to write?

Slow dancing, if that wasn’t obvious!! Also There Was Only One Bed 😏

22: describe your writing process from scratch to finish.

This has actually changed since I first started. If it’s an au, start with figuring out what roles each character is going to fill. Next (or starting here if not) I get a basic idea of the plot. I tend to kind of just fly by the seat of my pants after that, with a few notes on scenes I’d like to have. I do have two fics with actual outlines (cyberpunk and there in the garden!). Then I toss it all in a Google doc, edit round one, beta, edit round two, and post

26: do you like to write one-shots or series, and why?

Series! I like a good slow burn. Also it’s what I tend to like to read. I like the way you have more chance to explore long term development of characters and relationships, and there’s often a richer, deeper plot, which I LOVE

28: handwritten notes or typed notes?

Typed. Carpal tunnel my beloathed. Also I hate pencils and can’t erase pen

32: do characters influence your writing style?

I think so! Maybe it’s just in my head, but I feel like my writing tends to be looser and more rambly with Robin, and more correct and introspective with Nancy. Again, that might just be how it feels in my head tho

34: how do you name characters and places?

Inspiration from real life and Fantasy Name Generators. I 100% will use names from towns I’ve seen, and I keep a running list in my phone of cool names I’ve heard and could use

#fanfic asks #I really don’t even expect you to read all of these #I just think it’s fun to answer them #lavenderlevetan #lo answers stuff

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hi ok this is gonna be really damn long i think Very sorry in advance... so i recently got into bungou stray dogs and when looking around on twitter i saw someone recommend your fics as, quote, some of the best bsd fics ever written, and in the past month i have read a LOT of them. like, probably most of them. i have a folder in my google tabs for all my favourites, some of which include "light", which inspired so much kouyou + chuuya siblings thoughts in my mind, "growing back", which was just really nice and i generally really enjoyed, and "feet over harsh ground", which actually made me lose my damn mind over how good it was, both in premise and the carry out. your writing style is AMAZING and i have no idea where you get your ideas from because every one of the fics of yours that i read was so incredibly memorable and enjoyable that i think it will be a long time before i forget any of them, and btw i still have MORE i haven't read yet but i am planning to whenever i get the chance. but recently i started reading "build upon the ruins" - and oh my GOD. its four am as i type this, and i fully finished it about twenty minutes ago. it's taken me a couple weeks to read the whole fic in full because i've been busy with work and stuff but this morning i binged the last three or so chapters and i seriously cried so hard i thought i was gonna be sick 😭 like holy shit the emotional rollercoaster that i went through reading that was SO PAINFUL yet SO GOOD.... 73.5k words that i will never fully forget because it was so gorgeously written and beautifully structured that i actually feel sad that i'm not into the same things that you're currently writing for, whatever that may be, because i'd love to read more and more of your writing literally forever and be able to feel this same feeling over and over. every time i get into a new interest and eventually start reading fanfiction, i always think i've found That One Fic Writer that's made me feel a way i'll never feel again, and i think you've seriously topped them all with build upon the ruins. to the point where i searched up your name on twitter in an attempt to see if anyone else had felt this same pain over the same fic, only to accidentally stumble upon your actual twitter - i don't know why i thought you wouldn't have one, probably because you didn't have an ao3 (if you had your twitter or tumblr linked anywhere on your fic website i didn't see it LOL) [note from after me editing this ask - you do have your socials linked i'm just a dumbass -__-]. anyway i felt the need to send this long ass ask to tell you how your writing made me feel because it was just that utterly brilliant and i seriously feel like a different person than who i was before i read your fics 😭 probably a slight exaggeration but like i said it's four am and i am incredibly emotional over that fic right now. i don't know what else to say other than something cringe like "thank you for putting your writing out there for me to stumble upon years or months or whatever after you wrote it" or something like that LMAO... sorry for all this at once but i wanted to get all my thoughts out there before i went to bed and lost the feeling of having just read a really damn good fic. anyway cheers i wish you luck in whatever you're up to now BYE

slight side note - did not know build upon the ruins was a pacific rim au until after i read the entire thing. i have never seen pacific rim. i deeply enjoyed the fic anyway and will definitely be watching that movie whenever i get the chance

ANON... I LOVE YOU... i have been staring at this message all day incapable of formulating a reply because i'm so smug happy and flustered over it afgjhdfjkfd THANK YOU SO MUCH!!! it always makes me feel warm whenever people read my old bsd fics and tell me about it, i loved writing and sharing them so much and i know that a lot of people who follow me today did so because they read them at the time!!!

and build upon the ruins is a special one for me, i went quite literally insane the second the idea for that au popped into my mind and i barely slept until i finished writing it... it's so sweet of you to say all this and to take the time to message me! especially since i am actually re-reading it myself at the moment and i intend to run an edit of it soon (just fixing grammar/style, my habits have changed since 2017 haha). it holds a very dear place in my heart!! thank u guillermo del toro for inventing drift compatibility for soukoku

thank you so much!!!

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dreamdripdistance · 1 year

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ok im gonna do my album rating of 5 star by skz. anthony fantano eat ur heart out. this is very long winded lol.

hall of fame: BANGER i always love skz's opening tracks and theyve always been my fave, and this one carries on that tradition, that lil synth in the bg reminds me of phobia? maybe? smth like that but it rules. banger. love chans "hear the people call my name-" line, it just gets u so fucking HYPEEEE.... some if it reminds me of like. scifi movie soundtracks?

s-class: ok this rules and exemplifies the kinda annoying kpop that i Love. cant wait to put this on the car stereo and torture my siblings with it :) i love the lil breakdown with changbin and han's rap, its kinda off but its saur silly i like it. hate felix's delivery in his pre-chorus line though, it sounds weird? lmao... love them bringing back the hiphop influences to their stuff, it just works with their vocals and Vibe so well!!! seungmin looks so fiiiine in the mv too <333 augh <3333

i dont really see this sticking around for very long unfortunately, like a lot of skz title tracks? its just a lil out there compared to majority of kpop title tracks out at the moment which is a good thing and is why i love the group, but its probably going to get swept up by smth else :(

item: ok this is annoying as fuck in bits but a BANGER in others, "ITEM! ITEM! ITEM! ITEM!" is gonna be stuck in my head, and the lil post/mid chorus thing absolutely rules, its very catchy lmao (reminds me of smth? itll come to me at some point)!! chan and seungmin <333 AND minho rapping ??? augh <333333333 have i mentioned this is catchy as all fuck? it really gets stuck in ur head lmao, like it got stuck in my head from the fuckin teasers lmao... the prechorus melodic bit is a bit forgettable but it serves its purpose lol

super bowl: why is an nct song in this album? also i haaaate whisper vocals and the concept is kinda.... idk, its like gods menu but a bit more try hard? i understand the kinda darker sound theyre going for and its a banger !!! but ough the lyrics make me wanna shrivel up i cannot. i Cannot. im so sorry i cant even listen to this ironically, and i Religiously listen to regular (english version) by nct127. work.

topline: ok this slaps im sorry like FUCK!!!! WHAT A BANGER !!!!!!!! the prechorus line "we dont give a fu-" is so funny to me please let these fully grown ass men swear jyp its gonna be okay lmao... i also Love tiger jk's feature, wish he was in it more lol. BANGER. fave song so far, its so cohesive to me and it works so well with their sound and vibe im obsessed, i feel like i need to fucking blast this over some loud ass speakers. best song of the album

dlc: im so sorry . i dislike this. lmao. this sounds like some kinda 2018 radio shit. i have no other words, i p much skipped it a minute in. i cant handle the Quirky piano sample in the "we're only going to dance like crazy" part and the breakdown is so mid

get lit: THIS REMINDS ME OF ANOTHER SONG that i cant exactly name (ill figure it out n edit it in) but ITS P GOOD, i love minho's higher range he has such a fun vocal texture <3 the breakdown is kinda boring especially since we have such Good examples from skz already but its still a banger, if they have a choreo to this ill be excited to see it. this absolutely wouldve been a main track if this was a different group tbh, and i LOVE the overall more lines given to lee know in the album im so !!! he finally gets the lines he deserves <3

collision: i never particularly like the slower tracks from skz??? theres some exceptions but most of their voices lend to their normal gig which is fast paced and hype shit, and this is an example of that. idk, its alright. i like it ig, i didnt skip it halfway like dlc, so. lmao HFBDKDB. its fine lmao, defo a b-side

fnf: this almost sounds like its trying too hard to be Sincere and Emotional ??? idk. same kinda deal that dlc had, its not like skz CANT do emotional (phobia my beloved) but its just kinda? idk? it falls flat.

however, i havent seen the lyrics translation but i heard this song (and the mv coming out) is dedicated to the recovery and the victims from the 2020 australian bushfires, which is really sweet and personally i know people in my life who would be really touched by that, so maybe the mv and lyrics will change my opinion, but on the surface from an eng speaker it falls kinda flat instrumentally

youtiful: im sorry i cant listen to this im so sorry i respect and love the people who think this song is so meaningful and great and whatever but im sorry i Cannot. i didnt even get a minute in. godbless. thank you saur much.

the sound (korean version): this song always reminded me of like district 9 lmao. my opinion of this song stayed the same from the og jpn version, except maybe i like the flow of the kr ver. raps slightly more? their jpn releases and lyrics have gotten a lot better in 'the sound' tho lmao

mixtape: time out: 90's movie ending song??????? sure! very different for skz, i have to respect it tho lmao. kinda just reminds me of day6 HRBDKDHS

AND THATS IT!!!! overall a W of an album, i havent been hyped for a release since go live, since noeasy was where i kinda dropped off with their albums, and that continued on until case 143 (which is imo. worst skz main track. sorry.) but yeah! love these guys very much and im excited for this album to absolutely destroy my spotify wrapped like go live/in life did ! YIPPEEEE

#i fear tagging this with the main tags so i will not but yeah overall it was p good!!!!#words #kpop #actually fuck it #stray kids #skz #also edit: went into town real quick to drop my brother off. i can confirm topline NEEDS to be blasted loud as fuck #same with hall of fame. God that song is so fucking good. skz intro tracks NEVER MISS

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selfshipdorito · 1 year

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ok, a guy has finished all the main [danger grandpa™] games and is feeling tons of stuff about it (/pos btw), so this post will be about that

under the cut for more (needless to say, spoilers for EVERYTHING about drv3)

first of all, my luck. MY. LUCK. my initial two favourite characters from this (kaede and tsumugi) were the FAKE PROTAGONIST AND THE MASTERMIND, APPARENTLY?? like, what a way to end the games ghfkg

still, kaede remains as my favourite character from the whole series hands down (this is a very biased statement, i know, but whatever~). idk, I could ramble on and on for ages about her. she means a lot to me and helped me a bunch, I confess. so learning that she died because some little shit decided to frame her??!? all my sadness from her death turned into SPITE, which is something hagkjdf

tsumugi? well, I still like her character, but for MUCH different reasons than before. she's a great mastermind, and the plot twist she provided was dope. it kinda was too much to wrap my head around at first tho (like, fiction that knows it's fiction??? but even their real is fiction?? so they're doubly fictional?? what the fuuuck)

and the prologue finally being explained!!!! YEAH, IT ALL MADE SENSE!! and it was something to hear the casting thingies..? like, pregame kaede just casually dropping "I have no faith left in humanity :D" out there, huh. and fanboy shuichi and murderous kaito too hdfbjkh

other characters I really started to like because of the last two trials include:

kiibo! seriously, the way some of the fandom treats him is so unfair. he's more than a robot!! being a robot isn't his whole personality!! like, he carried the whole outcome of the game, y'know?? I really grew to like him, sooo yeah

maki roll. her character development, her backstory!! I love it when characters are really shown to have evolved. and she was one of the prime examples of that!! like, y'know!! but yeah, love her

shuichi. again, same reason as maki, but just the character development part. he really grew so much over the game!! and I loved the whole "fuck this game" part!! I was really a way to end this series

sooo! since this is a selfship blog, y'all might be wondering (or not dfhks)... is any of these characters going to become an f/o of sorts? and, to that, I say: yup! :3

so, danganronpa really has to be one of my favourite game series EVER. I love the message each game has transmitted, every trial and twist to uncover and the oh so well written characters within it. it's really something else.

edit: the post I made right after trial 1 aged like fine wine lmao dhgfjkafvjfaf

#thoughts of the wind #ndrv3 spoilers #drv3 spoilers #danganronpa spoilers #if I ever needed these tags it's now

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m-joys · 2 years

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Bayverse Turtles with a S/O who has a scar

@baby-turtlefan :could you do a tmnt14/16 headcanon where the turtle crush has a big scar that they try to hide, but the turtle saw it and ask why they are hiding it? (Like a big scar on there arm, on there head or other places due to an accident or something like that) Sorry if my English is bad, it isn’t my mother language.

A/n_:This took way too long and its crap. English isn't my first language either, so excuse me for that. Not proof read or edited, Ive been struggling a lot lately lmao

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Leo:

Realizes something's wrong when he gets to know you a bit better. He's very observant whether he's aware of it or not. Notices those small things like checking yourself out on your phone screen or fixing your makeup even if you're at home.(If its on your face)

He sees it all. When you pull your sleeve down just enough to cover your palms,avoiding to wear shorts or anything showing your legs and changing immediately once they arrive at your place (if its on your body)

Puts off comforting you about it for a while. He has feelings for you and wouldnt risk putting you in an uncomfortable situation by asking something that he thinks isnt his bussines.

Over time that worrying builds up in his mind,which isn't suprising since his thoughts about it consider only the worse.What if somethings going on but you don't want to tell them because youre scared how they'll react?What if another person inflicted that scar on you?What if its more?

Once he decides to confront you about it he does it in privacy of your apartment or his room.He wont specifically ask you to come to his room or ask to meet up alone just so he could ask you,but if you're already in that position he might as well go for it.

Depending on the way you got the scar and what you choose to tell him,his reaction might differ a bit in a sense od what his thoughts are on the whole situation.

Carries a gentle approach before you even start talking about it. Makes sure you know that you can tell him everything and that he wont judge you the slightest.You his crush afterall,he loves you deeply and is trying his utter best to make you feel loved without revealing that he loves you back(at least not too much,hes bad at keeping this kind of thing a secret)

That reassurance goes far beyong just that moment.If he ever notices you starting to cover it up or checking if other people can see it he just takes in your hand and shoots you that comforfing look in his eyes(you know what I mean) that could make the worst pain feel so much better.

After that, he realizes that it doesnt matter if you return his feelings(how could you not tho?).He loves you and his first priority as that youre feeling safe being yourself around him and seeing him as someone you can trust,just like how he trusts you.

Raph:

Takes a bit more to notice whats actually going on.Its not that he doesn't care about you,it's just that to him its far much more important how you two get along and interact whit each other than what you might consider "imperfection" in your appearance.

Brushes off you hiding it a couple of times until it builds up over time that he can't help but not notice.That repeated action of pulling your sleeves downward/checking yourself in a tiny mirror started annoying the hell out of him.

It's not the act itself that's getting on his nerves but rather the feeling like you don't think of him like someone who can understand you and what you're feeling.Sure,he can act like a big brute sometimes,but he still likes to think that you're close enough to share stuff with each other.

Asks you in a middle of a conversation what's going on with you hiding your scar. Sure,to you it may seem like he asked you out of the blue, but really hes been planing about asking you a week prior but has never gotten the chance.

You were talking about anything and everything, making jokes, confessing some of the embarassing shit you've done before meeting, laughing at the previously mentioned jokes. The atmosphere was good so he thought it would be a good idea to ask you while you're still in a good mood.

Regrets his decision when you go awfully quiet. Wasnt prepared for it to go this way and doesnt know what to do at the moment. Starts tripping over his words as to break the silence,but somehow makes it more uncomfortable.

After a good minute of kinda stuttering and getting frustrated, he just gives up and says whats on his mind in the most simple way he can. That includes something in the lines of "Look, I really care about you and I wish you could trust me to accept you as who you are just like you accept me."

If you were unsure if he likes you up to that point,now you know for sure what he thinks about you(all the nice stuff ofc). This leads you to becoming more aloof about covering it up and possibly being less insecure about it.

Donnie:

Noticed it casually,took a note of it in his mind and forgot it later. Think like "Oh they have a scar, alright nice". He remebers it and acknowledges it but doesn't mention it since he doesnt see it as a deal-breaker.

Starts thinking about it more when he remembers it during one of his brain storms where he just gets a rush of a thousand diffrent things at once.Has a one sided 10 minute conversation with himself about how he should go about this.

He's not sure what approach he should go with so he starts noting down your behavior as to decide the proper action he should take. Do you seem to hate it or just dislike it? Are you actively hiding it or just covering it up? Depending on the answers it might go two ways:

If you seem to really dislike it and are very insecure about it he will take a slower approach,waiting for you two to get close before he does anything drastic. He wants for you to feel comfortable sharing a sensitive topic with him and openly discussing it together.

Waits for the perfect situation which is most likely when you're both alone, most likely in his room, and slowely eases into a casual conversation with you talking about usual topics or just how has your day been.

He takes the moment after a good laugh when your both relaxed to simply spit it out. Regrets it the moment he notices your eyes get glassy after theyve lost their spark and you no longer seem to be in as happy mood.

Speed-talks about he didn't mean to make you uncomfortable and just wants you to trust him enough to discuss it with him and how you still dont have to if you don't want to. Stops and realizes his distress is putting you in a worse space then it was before.

Sits you on his bed and tells you that you can open up if you want but that he's not gonna force you. In the end you decide to talk to him because you can see his genuine concern.Reassures you the whole time that you're beautiful both inside and out.

That night can end in two ways: a) Both of you hugging it out and parting your ways or(the nicer option) b) accidentally falling asleep(since the tots have a messed up schedule) on his bed while he admires you and later goes out to finish some project being very proud of himself.

Mikey:

Notices within the first month of knowing you and asks right away. Chances are, you two hang out a lot once he realises you're his crush (which is like a moment after he met you) and because of that same reason he becomes very observant.

There isnt much thought behind his question, just curiosity. He would gladly answer all your questions (unless godly uncomfortable, but chances are low) and wants you to answer his. Hes not going to force you if you're uncomfortable and will regret asking it later when his alone.

Doesn't like the fact that he made you not feel comfortable and just a second after will assure you that you dont have to answer and that he just thought it was cool. Secretly hopes that you will choose to answer 'cause you're his crush and he wants you to be able to trust him.

Listens carefully while sitting across from you with a hand on your shoulder, all while nodding his head. He understand everything and is glad you choose to trust him with something you didnt like about yourself.

As of what he thinks about your scar, he finds it very intresting. He has a lot of his own, some that he doesnt think flatter his looks, but will proudly show them to you and run his mouth about how he got it and where he got it.

Loves listening to your stories too! Not just about that one certain scar, but any other scars you might posses. Sees it as some very intresting bonding time and will initiate it after the whole situation

Considers that youve gotten closer after that inciddent. The thing that matters the most to him is you and the friendship and possible relationship that could bloom within you two. Boys head over heals, and youll be abble to see it by the way he acts around you.

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caramellohigh · 3 years

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dancer!soonyoung x dancer!reader

genre: smut, enemies-to-lovers (sort of...), dance partners, a whisper of fluff

warning/s: tension, oral (m), riding, teasing(?), dirty talk (slash hoshi talking shit), name calling/degradation(?), unprotected sex (package your meat before you beat, guys)

word count: 7k (how tf is this longer than the previous one. i’m so sorry > <)

synopsis: you hate Soonyoung with a burning passion and you’re pretty sure he feels the same way. when your crazy ass dance captain partnered you up for a class, you knew it would be difficult, but it proves to be even more so when a different type of tension starts brewing.

a/n: hey, it’s ebi!!! just thought i’d publish another drabble before i start doing the series. and yes, it’s another smut but no, i don’t think this is a 18+ blog (yet). it’s also only now occurring to me that this is so similar to Crumble? but also not? anyways, happy reading and pls, if you could, leave me some feedback <3

p.s. i don’t wanna go policing minors on here so if you’re as grown as you think you are then you know better than to consume content that isn’t for you, right? please don’t interact or you will get blocked. thank you <3

(edit: this is meant to be up on friday but things got hectic and i forgot... now it's up mere minutes away from the first chapter drop of Not Such a Good Boy lmao)

“...hope you guys had fun! Thank you so much for coming out tonight and see you guys in the next one!”

Your students nod their heads in fervent, chorusing out eager promises to indeed meet again in your next class. The positive energy makes you smile from ear to ear. With a final wave goodbye and a round of applause from your students, your last class of the day finally comes to an end.

A sigh of content escapes your lips. Another successful class is done and there’s nothing more fulfilling, more gratifying than seeing your students just as happy as you are.

You absolutely love your job, love how people build new friendships after just one class together, how everyone supports each other despite their different skill levels and just the fact that people who’re so different from each other come together and share the same passion.

While your students are filing out of the studio, a new batch comes in. Some of them greet you on their way in and you greet them back, having been familiar with their faces after seeing them here regularly. You’re preoccupied fixing your things and chatting with some colleagues who attended your class when a certain someone walks in.

Your back is turned away from the door but you don’t even have to turn around to know who it is. It’s not like you’re hyper aware of him, not at all, but that’s just how Soonyoung is. He has this presence, strong and unmistakable, his aura alone enough to command everyone’s attention. He carries himself with so much grace and confidence, even when he’s doing something as simple as walking.

The moment he enters the studio, the air suddenly shifts-- in a good way, you suppose, but not for you in particular. In fact, just knowing you’re in the same room is already annoying the shit out of you.

You ignore him as you usually would, even if your colleagues already acknowledged him and said hi, even if he brushed past you, you ignored him and kept talking. Chan and Jun weren’t even paying attention to you but your pride and ego just won’t let you spare him a glance.

“So anyways, I heard Cap has an idea for Valentine’s this year. We’re going to do like a couples class type of thing,” you tell them, turning up your own volume to bring their attention back to you. “Oh, right! I heard about that too! But I think Cap’s picking the pairs. You know, with the scheduling and stuff, I don’t think everyone will be available on Valentine’s day. It’s a weekday after all.”

You simply nod, minding your business talking to Chan about the Valentine’s day event you’re apparently having, Soonyoung’s voice nothing but background noise. But then... You suddenly hear your name being called. You and Chan blink at each other, taken aback.

Reluctantly, you turn to the voice calling you and even if he’s far away, literally across the damn room, your eyes just naturally found his. Soonyoung shoots you a friendly smile but the glint in his eyes is anything but. And as much as you want to send him back daggers with your own eyes, you couldn’t.

His students have all their eyes on you and you suddenly feel a sort of pressure to tame your facial expressions. You can’t have them know about your immense dislike for your fellow choreographer. You’d rather have them think you all get along well here. It saves the mood from getting dampened, saves them the tension-- or at least they won’t notice it, because with you and Soonyoung, there always is.

He calls your name again, pulling you out of your thoughts as he beckons you over, “Help me out? So I can show the students what the choreography is like?” His voice echoes through the eerily quiet dance studio, everyone’s attention on you, waiting for you to say something or even just start moving.

It’s then that you realized that you’ve been put on the fucking spot. And you know for a fact Soonyoung meant to do this. There’s a smirk just waiting to stretch at his lips, the mischief in his eyes getting more and more apparent as he stares at you. Jun, who’s right next to you, gives you a gentle nudge.

You stumble forward, trying your best to look composed even if you’re boiling inside. You obviously couldn’t say no with all these eyes staring at you anyway. So, with a discreet sigh, you start walking up to Soonyoung, a tight lipped smile plastered on your face as you make your way through the crowd.

His students clap their hands for you and so does the man himself, but unlike everyone else who’s giving you encouraging smiles, he is smirking at you. He’s not even trying to hide it. Clearly, he’s up to something and if your memory’s correct, you know exactly what he’s doing. Still, you stay calm about it.

When you make it to the front, you greet the class properly and introduce yourself. Soonyoung claps and rubs his hands together, “Great so about the choreography… You guys have seen Magic Mike, right?” A sense of dread creeps up your spine the moment he finishes his sentence.

Please don’t tell me-

“You guessed it right, guys! That’s what choreography is going to be like.” Soonyoung then grabs a chair from the corner and asks everyone to move back a little. He turns to you with a sly smile, “You won’t be doing much, don’t worry. I just need you to sit and look pretty for me.”

Your jaw clenches and you gulp. You were right all along. What Soonyoung’s doing now is revenge. You’ve done this before, used him as your prop when you taught your class a chair choreography and intentionally tried to make him hard to embarrass him. You should’ve seen this coming much earlier. You should’ve known damn well he’s going to retaliate.

Cueing the music, he holds your hand ever so gently and pulls you to walk with him. He twirls you around once, then slowly sits you down. He leaves a lingering touch on your hand, pulling away to do a little bit of freestyling while he waits for the verse to come.

You just look up at him, trying your hardest not to glare and technically having no clue what to fucking do. Your hands rest awkwardly on your lap, your body stiff as a wooden board. He stares right back at you with a smug look on his face.

When the first verse finally does come, your heart starts to beat a little faster. You expected the worst to happen, but the first part of his routine doesn’t seem too bad…

He ran his hands down your arms, grabbed your hands and let you feel his body up, but that’s fine. That isn’t something you can’t handle. It’s when the song progressed did you realize that he was just warming up, just giving you a little taste of what’s really to come. Because the next thing you know, he’s grinding on the floor, in the fucking air and eventually, on you.

It’s pure torture. At that point, your brain has gone completely blank and you’re not sure how you’re even reacting to any of it anymore. The only thing keeping you grounded are the students and their screams, the reaction he’s getting only spurring him on.

“And that’s it! Think you guys can do it?” he challenges, finishing his routine and leaving you there dumbfounded by everything that transpired. Snapping out of your daze, you eventually get up and wordlessly drag the chair to the side so the students could have their space back.

And seeing that Soonyoung seemed to be preparing to officially start, you thought you could just slip out of there without him noticing, but of course he still did, “You’re not leaving yet, are you?” There’s purr in his voice, a teasing lilt that you fucking hate. You stop dead in your tracks and sighed exasperatedly.

“I am. Why?” you replied in a clipped tone. Now that the students are preoccupied with stretching, you’re able to drop your act for a little bit. You narrow your eyes at him threateningly but he’s unfazed, scrunching his nose at you as if he found it cute, “Well, you can’t just yet.” You tilt your head, one of your eyebrows raising in question.

“I still need you for filming. And don’t worry about getting home, I can take you.” The smile on his face is anything but friendly. It’s scheming, sly and full of deception. Chuckling sarcastically, you pat his shoulder and feign an apologetic look, “Well, too bad. I’m leaving and you can’t do anything about it.”

That night will forever be etched in your brain. It seemed as though the universe was playing a sick game with you when you so conveniently had to stay behind because of you’re fucking boss. He called in an emergency meeting just as you were about to step out of the building and right before you could go to his office, you found yourself being pulled into the dance studio.

Everything happened way too fast. You’d barely put your bag down and the next thing you knew, you were back sitting on that god forsaken chair in front of everyone. No fucking wonder Soonyoung asked you to stay until the filming. He had something far worse for you up his sleeve. He showed absolutely no mercy with his freestyle at the end.

He pulled you to stand up, locking eyes with you, his stare piercing right through you. His hands traveled down to the back of your thighs and he lifted you up. By instinct, you wrapped your legs around his waist. The entire time, his eyes never left yours and if you weren’t mistaken, you could’ve sworn you could see lust pooling in them and it was as though he wasn’t doing it just to taunt you.

You were out of it for a second but you were instantly brought right back when you felt your back against the cold floor. Soonyoung pulled away and sat on his heels, looking down at you like he was going to devour you.

The not-so funny thing is, when the beat dropped, he suddenly dived down your clothed core and humped the fucking floor. Your legs shook and you slapped a hand over your mouth to stop yourself from squealing. The crowd did it for you anyway, their hollering and clapping overpowering the music.

Needless to say, you were left so hot and bothered that night that you damn near bolted out of the building just to get home, a situation in your panites begging for attention. You’d never admit it, not a single soul will and should know about it, but you came so hard that night just imagining Soonyoung actually eating you out and fucking you with his fingers.

“Wait, what?”

Snapping out of your thoughts, your eyes widen and you stare at your boss as if he’s grown an extra head. You don’t have any classes today but the Main choreographer of your dance company called you in for a meeting about his Valentine’s Day gimmick, something you should’ve already discussed had you not ran the other night.

You didn’t think much of about the pairings, but knowing him and how he loves teasing the fuck out of you two, you probably should’ve seen this coming. “I’m partnering you up with Hoshi for the couples classes,” he repeats, snickering when your jaw drops.

“Cap, seriously? B-But… I can’t fucking stand him!” you groan, stomping your foot like a petulant child, “Can’t I get partnered with someone that’s less of a douchebag? What about The8?” The older male all but purses his lips and shakes his head.

“Nah, your schedules clash, plus I really love your guys’ chemistry! I mean, I’m not the only one,” he chuckles, rubbing his stubbly chin. “Do you know how many views Hoshi’s Magic Mike choreo has? And have you seen the comments? Ha! People love you two!”

You wince at the mere mention of it. You can’t believe that mortifying moment was caught on camera and apparently has gotten so much attention. “Your choreographing styles are pretty different but that’s the beauty of it. I just know you’ll come up with an interesting piece!”

The enthusiasm in his voice and the smug look on his face is enough to tell you that this arrangement is set in stone and you have no way out of this anymore so, taking in a deep breath, you try your best to not glare at him and just accept your fate.

You feel somehow wronged. Because you just know that this couldn’t even be about the schedules or chemistry or whatever the fuck his other excuses are. He probably just wants to see you both crumble.

“Alright, now that that’s settled. Hoshi’s in the choreographer studio in case you wanna get started already.” He grins at you, not even hiding the teasing behind it, and waves you off, “See you later! Oh and... goodluck.”

You pace back and forth outside his office for god knows how long, having a mental debate whether you should go to Soonyoung right now or not. It would be great if you could get started on it right away since you have your regular classes to worry about, but you were kind of nervous, maybe even scared about talking to him.

You’ve just never worked with him this… closely before. Sure, you’ve done group projects in the past especially when you were active in joining competitions, but not once did the two of you become dance partners. Everyone knew better than to leave you two alone with anything.

Well, everyone except your Team Captain apparently.

You grumble to yourself as you begrudgingly make your way down the hall, finally deciding to do something other pace around like some lunatic. The dance studio at the very end is exclusive to you choreographers. It’s where you usually come up with pieces for your class and is some sort of a lounging area as well. It’s a lot more private compared to the studios in the building and relatively small too.

Stopping by the door, you take a peek through the small glass window. Soonyoung is dancing, probably a choreography he came up with for class and his music choice piques your interest. It’s a song you’re very much familiar with after choreographing to the female version of it a couple weeks back.

You’re mildly surprised that he chose a song like this. Because as far as you know, he doesn’t gravitate to sensual songs. This is more your taste while he usually likes to choreograph to funky and hip hop influenced tracks.

For a moment, you forget what you’re even there for and end up just watching him instead. Very hesitantly, you acknowledge that he is indeed a really good dancer. You find yourself tapping your foot and bobbing your head to the beat, enjoying his dance.

But then comes a part where he lifts his shirt up, revealing his nice toned abs while simultaneously rolling his hips. You swallow hard. Was that fucking necessary? Can’t he do that move without lifting fucking shirt up like that?

It doesn’t at all help that he’s feeling himself so much either, looking at the mirror with a smoldering gaze and not to mention the suggestive lyrics of the song. Gradually, your body warms up and your mind starts to wander to treacherous places.

Flashbacks of last night rear its ugly head and you shiver in fear that it might happen again today. There’s no fucking you’ll pleasure yourself with Soonyoung in mind ever again. Just no fucking way. So you do something that you think is the most logical thing to do: you walk away, leaving before the universe decides to turn things around again.

Being forced to get together and figure out a choreography to teach apparently meant staying behind much later than you both anticipated. It usually doesn't take you that long to choreograph anything for your classes. Once you’d find a song that you liked, the moves just come out naturally but that’s definitely not what’s happening right now.

Because you’re working together, you have to incorporate both your ideas into the routine. And if there’s anything you’re both not good at, it’s that.

Your choreographing styles and difference in music taste is already a given, but there are just a million other things that you do so differently. You’re both adamant on doing things your way too so now you’re stuck, unable to find a middle ground.

“Let’s take a break.”

“We barely started… but yeah sure.”

You ignore the sassiness in his tone and silently make your way to your bag, snatching the water bottle next to it. You take a few angry gulps and think hard about how the fuck you’re going to make this work while Soonyoung, completely unbothered, goes through his playlist.

He plays a random song, then sets his phone down on the table. He runs his finger through his hair, casually grooving to the music, getting a feel of the instrumentation to jump start his creative juices. When he starts to do a little freestyle, you pull yourself out of your thoughts and look at his reflection.

You’re admiring his flow and how he interprets both the lyrics and beats with his body when he suddenly thrusts up in the air and… perhaps intentionally, looks right into your damn eyes as he’s doing it. You want to fucking scream.

He’s doing it again-- taunting the fuck out of you, just waiting for you to downright snap. But you’ve held out for a couple of days already. There’s no way you’re giving this asshole the satisfaction. So, taking a deep breath, you set your water bottle aside and join him on the dance floor.

“Let’s do this song,” you say, sauntering over and he raises an eyebrow at you. “I think it’ll suit both our styles. The bass hits pretty hard, something that you like but there’s some slow moments too, especially with the way he sings…” Convinced, finally, he nods his head, “Alright, pretty. Let’s see how we do.”

“And for this part, we can hit the downbeats.” You try it out and it seems to work for you but Soonyoung shakes head, ever so bluntly telling you that he doesn’t like it. “We should stay on the beat and just ride it out. Like this...” Soonyoung grabs your hips carefully, the warmth of his hands seeping your clothes.

Your brows furrow and you turn to look at him, only to swallow a gasp when you realize just how close you actually are to each other, faces millimeters away. With his body flushed against your own, his hands guide your hips to grind back against him. The rational part of your brain almost-- almost slips away but thankfully, you’re able to catch yourself.

“I-It doesn’t fit,” you look away, eyes back on your reflection and he just chuckles, “Oh? Would you prefer it this way then?” A ghost of a smirk dances on his lips before he’s the one grinding against you, hot breath on your ear making goosebumps erupt all over your arms. Your jaw clenches.

“Look, It really doesn’t work!” You try your best to sound tough but your voice comes out weak, near damn cracking when you attempt to raise your voice at the end of your sentence. And Soonyoung just eats it up.

In a complete 360, he smiles, eyes disappearing into crescents, “Okay then! Let’s go with what you suggested earlier.” His nonchalant and almost cheerful tone has you scoffing. Because of course-- Of fucking course, he’d disagree with you just to tease you and get some type of reaction from you. You walked right into that one. Good lord, you fucking hate this man’s guts!

“Soonyoung, please. Can we finish this already? Valentine’s is literally two days away!”

“I am trying to finish it. You’re the one who’s so distracted and sensitive. You’re literally snapping at every little thing!”

You shoot him the dirtiest look you can muster and he exaggeratedly rolls his eyes at you, “Sheesh, what’s gotten your panties in a twist?” You take another break for god knows how many times already, trying your best to stay away from each other despite the small space.

You’ve been at each other’s throats since you started and it’s only getting worse as time progressed. But as much as you’d hate to admit it, this is... kind of your fault. You’ve had a really tough day at your day job, your boss giving you a hard time for no apparent reason and your work colleagues just decided to be shitty to you too.

All the pent up stress and frustrations you’ve been bottling up inside since this morning exploded right at your face. And you’ve unintentionally taken it out on Soonyoung. The worst part is, you already realized this but you couldn’t seem to get a grip and just kept snapping at him. Feeling guilty, you frown deeply and sigh through your nose, hugging your knees to your chest.

In Soonyoung’s case, he was very honestly upset with you. He’s not even angry, just very sad and disappointed with how you’re acting. Last time he checked, he did nothing wrong to you so he doesn’t understand why you’re so aggressive to him. Surely, you don’t hate him that much to compromise work, right?

The frustrated male with heavily furrowed brows looks at you, directly across from him on the other side of the tiny studio. You’re curled into a sad little ball, forehead on your knees, shoulders moving every now and then at your heavy sighs and he suddenly feels bad.

Slowly, he figured that maybe this wasn’t about him and your supposed “hate” for him anymore. Because while you’re not exactly on the best terms with each other, you’ve never acted out of line before. This must mean that something happened earlier in the day.

Heaving a sigh of his own, Soonyoung pushes himself off the wall and carefully makes his way to you. You lift your head off your knees when you feel him coming close and tentatively, he squats to meet your level. “Are you okay? You seem pretty out of it today...” he murmurs, voice uncharacteristically soft. You drop your head back down, too guilty to even properly look at him. “I’m sorry...” is all you can say.

Soonyoung sighs again, he sits down on the floor and suddenly grabs your hands. The unexpected touch lifts your head up again and you shoot him a weak glare when he starts tugging at them, “Just move your damn ass so I can sit behind you.”

You have no idea what he’s planning but you don’t have the energy to keep fighting with him so, furrowing your brows, you just let him drag you forward. He scoots to sit behind you like he said he would and situates you between his legs, strong thighs snug against your sides.

At this point, him being this close doesn’t bother you anymore. You’ve gotten used to it somehow so this should’ve been okay… But then he smooths down your arms in a gentle caress and comes back up to rub soothing circles on your shoulders.

One hand massages the tense muscles while the other moves up even farther, wrapping loosely around your neck. You take a sharp inhale, your body heat rising every passing second. He hums to himself when the sound reaches his ears, a satisfied smirk stretching on his lips.

He then gently cups your jaw to turn your head slightly and he leans forward, lips touching the shell of your ear as he whispers, “Tell me what happened.” His hand on your jaw slowly goes back to your shoulder and you can’t help but close your eyes.

With the way his voice seemed to drop an octave lower and with his hands expertly kneading your skin, the lyrics to the song playing in the background is suddenly making too much sense. It seems like it’s speaking to and for you.

Your face heats up, just like the rest of you and you become a tad bit flustered. You open your mouth, willing yourself not to moan at the way his hands are working on you and stumbling through your words as you try to vent out to him.

For the first few seconds, everything was fine.

His hands felt extremely good on you but you were still doing okay. It was when he starts to drop kisses on your bare shoulder and nose at your ear did you really, finally fucking lost it. He moves your hair out of the way, lips latching onto the sensitive skin of your neck, sucking lightly at the flesh.

Your head unconsciously tilts to give him more access and your teeth digging into your bottom lip to reign in your noises. His hands move from massaging your shoulders to your breasts and he pushes his erection against your lower back. Humming and sighing in pleasure, one of your hands tangles in his hair while the other squeezes at his thigh.

You are gone, gone in the way he’s touching and caressing you, the way his lips are moving along your skin, but you’re brought right back to your senses when you feel his fingers dance across the waistband of your shorts.

You let out a startled gasp, eyes shooting open as you grab his wrist to stop him from going any further. Soonyoung calmly pulls his hand out of your hold, feeling up your body once more as he goes back to kneading your boobs, playing with your nipples between his fingers. You swallow hard and turn to him.

“Hmm? What’s the matter?” he mumbles against your skin and you become a stuttering mess, “Th-The choreography… We-- We still need t-to finish it…” Soonyoung leans back, utterly amused. “You’re seriously still thinking about that when I have my lips on your neck and hands on your tits?”

He chuckles and grinds against you, “You can feel how hard I am now, right? You have to let me finish first, babe. The dance can fucking wait~” The sensual purr in his voice makes goosebumps rise all over you, panties getting significantly wetter than they already are.

There’s a small voice at the back of your head nagging at you, telling you that you shouldn’t let this happen and you will regret it if you do but you ignore it, getting up to your feet and pulling him up with you.

You’ve snapped.

There’s no going back now.

“You’re so fucking annoying, Kwon Soonyoung. If you wanted to fuck me, you could’ve just said so.” You smirk to yourself, leading him to the couch at the back of the room. He just laughs when you push him to sit, leaning back cockily with arms splayed out on the back rest, “Cute but you and I both know the feeling’s mutual.”

Your brow raises when he doesn’t even deny it, but he simply smirks, eyes twinkle at the sight of you kneeling between his legs. He licks his lips in anticipation, “I see the way you look at me when I dance,” and curls a tendril of hair behind your ear, looking right into your eyes with a smug smile, “You undress me with your eyes, looking like you want to devour me whole.”

You still have the nerve to glare at him, all the while undoing the strings on his sweats to pull it down. He laughs again, this time sounding a little more condescending, “Look at you, so eager to have my cock in your cute mouth. Bet you’ve dreamed of doing this, haven’t you?”

His constant provocation hits a nerve but you can’t deny how it makes you clench around nothing. You fight the urge to moan at his words, masking it with a scoff as you palm his erection, loving how stiff and warm it is in your hand.

Soonyoung hisses, “I don’t like getting teased, baby. Now unless you prefer to not cum tonight, I suggest you open up and put your pretty lil’ mouth to work.” You roll your eyes at him but you comply anyway. You pull his boxers down, Soonyoung automatically lifting his hips to make it easier for you.

He is much bigger than you expected him to be though and your mouth waters at the sight. The way his veins pop, tip leaking with precum, flushed red has you biting on your lower lip. You look up at him under your lashes and you scoot closer, maintaining eye contact as you experimentally wrap your lips around the tip.

You lick up his leaking slit and suck lightly. Soonyoung curses under his breath, hips bucking beyond his control. One of his hands comes down to thread his fingers through your hair and gently, he pushes you down his length. You let him do as he pleases, opening your mouth wider to accommodate his girth.

His head falls back against the couch when you dip your head even lower without his prompt and a low groan spills from his parted lips. You did it slowly but it already has his head spinning. Your tongue feels amazing licking down the vein under his cock and he bucks his hips again when he feels himself hit the back of your throat.

“You fucking slut!” he grunts, pulling you off of him by your hair. “How could you take me so well so easily? It’s like your mouth is made to take me. Mmm, such a good lil’ whore.” His cooing gets you riled up again and you’re convinced he’s already figured out that it gets you going. He can tell by the way the look in your eyes changes the moment he finished his sentence.

Smiling at him innocently, you massage his muscular thighs, softly squeezing down the firm muscles, dragging your nimble fingers up but only barely touching him where he needs you most. For a while, he lets it slide, your little kisses up his length and kitty licks on the head of his cock enough to satisfy him…

Until it doesn’t anymore.

A growl rumbles from his chest, his impatience getting the best of him, but before he could snap at you, you wrap your hand around his length.

He blinks away the frustration clouding his dark eyes, chest heaving, hissing as you stroke him at a leisurely pace and take your sweet time kissing his inner thighs. His fingers in your hair twitches and he whimpers.

“That’s not-- You’re s-supposed t--” his breath hitches in his throat when you press your thumb hard against his slit, intimidating eyes looking straight into his bleary ones as you lick on a fresh hickey. He grips tightly at your hair to ground himself, choking on his own whimpers. You cluck your tongue at him, “So impatient.”

Slowly, you thumb his slit up and down to chastise him and his thighs begin to spasm at the sensitivity.. You enjoy every bit of his suffering, giggling when you can very see the internal turmoil he’s going through written all over his face.

Giving up, Soonyoung so desperately shoots you a pleading look, his hand gently pushing your head forward. He doesn’t say anything but his whining is enough to make you relent.

You resume stroking him nice and slow, but his impatient ass thrusts into your closed fist. Your dark laughter makes his cock twitch in your hold, “Do you still want me to do something or do you wanna take care of it yourself while I watch?” You lay your head on one of his thighs, blinking up at him innocently and he thrashes his head against the backrest.

“Fuck you! Just put me in your damn mouth so I can fuck that pretty face of yours!”

“Ah, ah, ah~”

Soonyoung whimpers again, free hand balling into a tight fist when you squeeze down hard at the base of his cock. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry! Please, just--” he breathes, trying to calm down, “I want to cum... I’m already close! P-Please… make me cum, please!” You loosen your grip immediately, dropping a kiss on his thigh one last time before finally taking him into your mouth.

He drags out a long moan, eyes falling shut in pure satisfaction. You were barely doing anything before but he was already so affected and on the verge of cumming. Now that you’re sucking him off properly, taking as much of him as you possibly could and sucking hard as you come up, he’s not sure if he can last very long.

As you bob your head faster, he finds himself thrust up to meet your movement, both his hands now holding your head. You start gagging but you do nothing to stop him. You moan around him, squeezing down his tensed thighs as you try your best to breathe through your nose.

And that’s what did it.

The vibrations push him over the edge and before he could even warn you, his orgasm hits him like a strike of lightning. His body ceases, releasing hot ropes of cum down your throat and you happily swallow as much of it as you can.

“Fuck… Holy fuck, that felt s-so good,” he mumbles, body starting to relax as he comes down from his high. He slowly lets go of your head and you pull off sputtering, a mixture of cum and spit connecting your lips to the tip of his cock. You lick at the plump flesh to get any excess off and teasingly suck on his tip, milking him of his cum.

He growls and pulls you up to straddle his lap. You bite your lip to hold in your giggles when his fingers hastily unbutton your cropped cardigan. “Greedy cumslut,” he mutters right before capturing your lips in a heated kiss. He throws your top away carelessly and unclasps your bra with one pinch, “Don’t worry, I’ll fill your pussy up to the brim with my cum.”

And then he shoves your loose shorts to the side, kissing you again as he runs a finger over your clothed core. “Fuck,” he pulls away with a loud pop, “Did sucking me off get you this wet, baby? You like it that much? Hmm?” You respond with a pathetic moan, grinding down on his fingers to provide yourself with some sort of friction. Soonyoung chuckles, “I can’t wait to feel how tight your lil’ cunt is~”

All his dirty words go straight to your core. Your brain completely blanks, reducing you to a mess of whines and mewls. You crash your lips onto his, kissing him feverishly and kisses right back with the same intensity. He smiles against your lips when you try to dominate the kiss, your hips relentlessly moving.

Soonyoung stops you and then he moves your panties to the side. You moan, sucking on his bottom lip as you replace his hand with your own to hold it off to the side for him. He takes the tip of his cock and rubs it through your folds, adding pressure when he passes your clit. You unintentionally bite his lip at the teasing.

“Soonyoung,” you whine, moving your hips again and he chuckles against your lips. “Who’s impatient now, huh?” You pull away just to glare at him but it passes fast when he finally pushes in. The stretch makes you dig your nails deeper into his shoulders, eyes screwing shut as your mouth hangs open.

Soonyoung doesn’t have time to revel in your pleasured expression as he too, closes his eyes, head falling back for the nth time. You feel just as good as he imagined, maybe even better. So fucking wet, warm and heavenly tight.

He gently massages your waist, allowing you to breathe and adjust to his size, for once, being patient with you. He tries distracting you with another kiss and so far, it works. Slowly, as you melt into the strangely sweet and affectionate kiss, you start to rock your hips against him.

Soonyoung pulls away first, “Go ahead, pretty. Make yourself cum on my cock, I’ll watch.” He smiles at you but unlike the other times before, there’s no trace of taunting or mockery in it. If anything, it’s soft… fond almost.

You try not to get side-tracked by your confusion and instead just focused on how good you fucking feel. With you sitting right on his cock, you can feel him all the way up to your cervix and you can’t help but mewl in the most sultry of ways, eyes fluttering shut to savor the moment while Soonyoung keeps his eyes trained on you.

You run your hands up and down his toned torso, feeling every dip and ridge underneath your fingertips. You’ll never admit it out loud but he’s so fucking hot. Just feeling him up makes you clench around him and he groans when he feels it. He gives you a look, his eyes warning you to take advantage of this moment while he’s being nice to you and you quickly take the hint.

You rest a hand on his shoulder while the other holds the back of his neck and finally, you lift yourself up and slam back down on his cock. The action makes you whimper and you throw your head back. Soonyoung curses under his breath, eyes eating up the way your face twists in pleasure, the way you bite your lip when you think you’re being too loud (which you are but he couldn’t care less right now).

Once you find your pacing, you start bouncing on his cock, alternating between that and swiveling your hips while he hugs your waist to help you.

“Fuck… S-Soonyoung, I’m close!”

“M-Me too. God, you’re doing so well, baby. Keep fucking going… please!”

You’re admittedly getting tired but what Soonyoung just whispered to you gave you new found strength. You bounce on him faster and he starts thrusting up whenever you slam down, desperately chasing his own high. At this point, you’re both being loud, cries of his name and groans of your own filling the room, not a single care in the world if anyone who is still around can hear.

You don’t even notice the song playing on repeat, probably drowned out by your lewd noises. “S-Soonyoung! A-ah! Ha-ah! I’m--” He quickly thumbs at your clit and you cum almost right away. Your back arches, chest pressing against his own as you still and cry out.

The fluttering of your tight walls around him pushes him into his own orgasm and curses into your hair, hugging you even tighter as he unloads inside of you. His warm cum filling you up only makes your orgasm all the more satisfying, “Ah! Y-Yes, Soonyoung give it to me. Give me all your cum!”

You ride out both your highs with tiny swivels of your hips and Soonyoung drops his head on your shoulder, completely satiated. You slow down to a stop, chest still pressed against each other moving in sync as you both try to catch your breath.

You’re sweaty and sticky but that doesn’t stop Soonyoung dropping light kisses on your shoulder and neck. “So good for me, my pretty lil’ cumslut…” he mumbles, a little dazed. He brushes your hair behind your ear and kisses your sweaty temple tenderly and carefully lifts your limp body up so he can pull out.

And his lips linger at that same spot as you tiredly slump over him, your panties and shorts sliding back to place. You moan softly when you feel his cum spilling out of you and into your still wet panties. For a moment, you stay like that, with you on his lap, arms wrapped around his broad shoulders while he presses absentminded kisses on your temple and the side of your face, rubbing your back up and down.

You almost fall asleep at how comfortable you feel but Soonyoung urgently tapping your thigh forces your heavy eyelids open. You pull away glaring and he chuckles, “Get off before I get hard again and fuck your pretty brains out,” he scrunches his nose and smacks your ass, making you yelp.

“Greedy baby. Your hips still keep moving even when you’re dozing off on my lap. In case you’ve forgotten, I’m still naked.” You blush at the realization that yes, your hips were still moving, lazily grinding against him as you got more and more comfortable nestled in his strong arms.

You try to play it cool though, climbing off his lap without a word and looking elsewhere as he puts his boxers and sweats back on. After tying the strings securely on his sweatpants, he picks up your discarded top and hands it over to you.

You mumble a small thank you, grabbing your bra that’s sitting on the couch before taking your top from him. You quietly get dressed while he does the same and pulls his muscle tank over his head. When you’re both clothed again, Soonyoung grins at you and bends over. He attempts to press his lips against yours but you’re quick to dodge it.

You cross your arms over your chest, refusing to look at him and he just laughs, standing upright again, “Alright, pretty. You can play hard to get some other time. Wanna try getting back to our piece now?”

It’s almost comical how drastically your face changes at the mere mention of it, blood drains from your face and you look absolutely mortified. “Oh, fuck…” you mutter under your breath as you shoot up from the couch. You sway a little, legs still tired from your earlier efforts and Soonyoung reaches out in record speed to make sure you don’t fall.

You swat his hand away, “God dammit, Soonyoung. The piece still isn’t finished!” He laughs, fond eyes staring at the growing cease on your forehead and then he shrugs, “At least we did.”

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okay so I finally finished the fic- now this is the first ever fanfic I've written and I will gladly accept constructive criticsm!

"Our darling"

Warnings: i think..none? but uhm..this does talk about depressing stuff- OH and there might be grammar errors, english isn't my first language lmao😭 AND this was not edited, beta'd whatever so im literally just posting this blindly kahdhs 💀

Summary: It was one of those days, where the bed was much more comfortable than anything else and you just feel numb and the two scientists, Norman and Otto, helps you feel better.

(god i suck at this 😭 and noo it aint smut)

Gifs are by @my-starfox

imagine:

having one of those days that you just feel nothing but..numb. You don't want to do anything. you just want to lay there, unmoving, undisturbed by all of the hustling and bustling of the world. staring at the wall or ceiling, head empty.

but you have to eat, drink, take a bath, clean your room, do the laundry, pick the sock up from the floor, arrange your closet..and yet here you are..on the bed..wrapped like a cocoon by the sheets and staring unblinkingly at the space in front of you.

you hear hushed mumbling at the other side from the other side of the door of your room. familiar voices filling your ears. you panic. you don't want them to see you like this. a fucking mess. a broken vase. you don't want them to see you in such a pathetic state.

hearing the small creak of the hinges of your door made you close your eyes. maybe if you feign sleeping, they'll leave you alone.

a soft sigh fills the silent room. you also hear the clinking of..glass? metal? you have a slight clue of what those mean but you didn't ponder too much about it. a gentle thump of metal meeting wood behind you and a waft of something mouth watering confirms your suspicions.

look at what you did. you made them do work. you made them worry. you should be ashamed of yourself-

your bed dipping behind you made your thoughts halt. two people making themselves known that they are sitting at the other side of your bed.

"hey, honey.." the voice with a gentle rasp that you have gotten accustomed with ever since they have become your housemates called out to you. you kept your facade, even if you felt a warm tingle from hearing it. not that you hate their guts, it's just that you don't particularly want to bother them more. you don't want to put another burden on their shoulders seeing as they already are carrying too much.

"we know you're awake, darling.." a different voice spoke this time, still familiar though. one that always gives a warm chill down your spine. soft and also a little raspy. their age catching up on their physicality.

"Norman cooked you your favorite soup." that's why you smelt something delicious when they came in.

oh how bad you want to turn around, greet and thank them for their efforts and eat Norman's dish. but you're afraid. you're afraid to see tired and disappointed faces, like what you have always seen before. you're afraid that when you eat it your stomach will refuse it and make another mess and embarrass yourself further.

"If you don't want to, it's fine!..maybe just take a sip of water?" Norman suggests as he places his hand on your arm. "for us....please?" the former CEO pleads, a little crack in his voice.

oh you could imagine the look he is giving to your back right now, that sad, puppy look face and slightly parted lips as his eyes gazes at you oh so softly.

instead, you shifted and raised your knees to yourself, shoulders pushing inwards as you curled your body. trying to make yourself non-existent as the back of your throat let out a silent, hollow whine. "im fine.." a voice so hoarse and dry and ugly spoke. oh wait..that was yours...

"yet all evidence points towards the opposite of that, dear.." Otto sighs as he lets his fingers trace..shapes? equations? maybe just random squiggles on the broad of your back, the touch sending shivers to your body.

"a small sip of water...that's it. and maybe we could...i dont know....cuddle afterwards?"

it was silent as the proposition hangs in the air.

you were reminiscing about the late night cuddle sessions you had with the two scientists the past weeks. Otto's warm pudgy bod and Norman's lean and also warm(but not as warm as the squishy scientist) on your sides. you want that feeling again. you really do.

and so, driven by your last, draining will and...need for cuddles.. you finally turn and face the two men sitting on your bed. You slowly open your eyes as your negative thoughts come back and make you doubt yourself. but all you see are warm smiles and proud glinting from two sets of eyes.

"there they are..." you felt a gentle squeeze on your leg, you wouldn't have noticed that Norman had placed his hand on your lower limb if he hadn't done that. Otto's hand have also shifted and placed on the crown of your head as he moves strands of your hair that have covered your face. he smiles down at you and kisses your forehead. you close your eyes at the warmth. Norman's gentle caressing on your leg adds to that.

"c'mon, sit up a little.'' Otto says as he gently lifts you up, you were expecting to just sit up from your lying position on your bed, but it seems that dr. octavious has other plans as he instead settles you down on his lap. with a little help of his actuators you are now sitting sideways on Otto's lap. another whirring of his mechanical limbs made you avert your questioning look from his face to your front and you were met with an actuator holding a glass of water. you mumble a small thanks as you take the glass from the mechanical appendage and take a small sip. the liquid alleviates your sore throat. you drank a little more, now realizing how thirsty you actually were.

as you were drinking you felt their eyes on you, warmth creeping up to your cheeks and the tip of your ears. their attention makes you flustered. and without knowing it, you actually finish the whole glass. " look at you, doing such a fine job! how about a little sip from the soup, hm?" Norman asks as he stands up and walks over to your nightstand, where the tray of a warm-now turning cold- bowl of soup sat. the things on the small table were carefully set aside to make room for the thin rectangular metal.

you looked at the soup, currently being gently stirred by the former green goblin, contemplating whether you should or not. otto takes the glass from your hand as you worriedly gazed at the food. the thought of just barfing up and wasting good food gnaws at your brain. though your stomach had other plans as it rumbled loudly. the sound making you blush and their small chuckles made it intensify. you groan, covering your face in the process and hiding on Otto's chest.

"you need to eat, sweetie.." you heard Otto speak, his chest rumbling and vibrating on your ear as he spoke. "i know.." was your meek reply. your hands were gently removed from your face and you did not resist, "but...i'm...i don't want to vomit." you voice your concern, keeping your gaze down. you see chubby fingers weave with your own and it makes you smile just a little bit.

"is that why you're reluctant to eat?" asked Norman as he set down the spoon he used to stir and kneeled down to meet your eyes. you didn't look up to meet his gaze and just bobbed your head up once, you didn't see the silent talk the two scientists had.

"well, we could.. try? if you feel nauseous after one spoon then we'll find another way to at least fill your empty stomach...okay, honey?" the man in front of you waits patiently for your answer, and lays his hand on top of your's and Otto's.

you hum in thought, in this situation the phrase 'it wouldn't hurt to try' could backfire pretty easily. things can go south in just a blink of an eye.

god you hate this.

you hate having a brain that constantly jumps to conclusions and make-up scenarios that may or may not be possible. these thoughts are what's keeping you to yourself. and you loathe it so much. it keeps you from enjoying and doing stuff. and right now, it is keeping you from eating Norman's delicious soup.

"i guess….yeah, we could..try.." you mumble loud enough for the two men to hear. doubts still clouding your brain, thoughts that disables you from meeting their eyes.

you didn't see the relief that replaced their worry. it seemed that your lack of reply had them on the edge. "good, good! alright, here.." Norman took the bowl from the tray, once again stirred the food as he held it carefully with one hand and scooped a spoonful of the lukewarm dish.

"say ahhh~" teases Norman, opening his mouth widely. an action one would do to a toddler. this made you giggle slightly and also earned a chuckle from Otto. you open your mouth and let the scientist feed you. the taste of your favorite soup coats your taste buds as you savor the lean scientist's cooking. it never ceases to amaze you.

you swallow the glutinous nutrient and wait for your stomach to betray you. the scientists in your room are doing the same.

but it never came. you felt the substance settle in your stomach instead. this made you a little teary-eyed. it did not come back up and lurch out from your mouth, like what you had expected. this earned praises from both men and softly cheered you on to continue eating. and you did, slowly eating the home cooked meal. if you weren't able to finish the food, it's alright! if you were able to finish the soup, then they would be very proud of you. they'll reward you with tons of kisses and praises for doing amazing! if you were not able to, it is completely fine! they are still proud of you and you're still rewarded by lots and lots of kisses and praises.

After you ate, Norman sets the bowl down back to the tray. Otto's actuator handed him a tissue and he wiped your mouth clean. "i got it, Otto. thank you..." you give him a grateful smile as you take the tissue from his hands. You finally gained the courage to look him in the eyes. they were as soft and caring as ever. the amount of love in his gaze made your heart swell more and you can't help but let a tear fall.

they have been so patient and gentle with you the whole time and it just made you cry in happiness. to have people like them in your life was something you never thought you would be able to have and yet here they are.

Otto cups your face with his human hand and gently swipes his thumb on your cheek, wiping the tears that fell from your glossy eyes. you lean in to the warm touch of the scientist. "There, there, love."

"Now, we did promise cuddles." Norman reminds you as he takes off his footwear and climbs on the bed with you two. chuckling, you joke, "and here i thought you'd forgotten about it." making a pouty face to add with your reply. the two laugh at this, "We may look like withering old men, darling, but our minds are as sharp as a blade." Otto comments as he settles you back down the bed and between him and Norman, "Nor is our strength any less weak than when we were young." the latter added with a hint of something suggestive in his tone as he pulls you to him, proving his point.

blushing furiously, you hid your face on his chest, weakly hitting him in the process with a flustered, "shut up.."

you heard them chortle at your actions. you then feel the soft material of your sheets covering you, peeking out from Norman's chest you see the actuators and Norman pulling it over to cover you three. you then feel Otto snuggle behind you as he drapes his arm over you, Norman doing the same. you three shifted positions until all of you were comfortable.

a content sigh left your lips as you snuggled between the two. "thank you, so much for this- for everything, Otto, Norman." you look up to them as you mention their name, "i owe you guys big time."

"you owe us absolutely nothing, dear." says Otto as he kisses the crown of your head. "this is the least that we could do for you, love. and know that we'll always be here for you. no matter what." Norman adds with a gentle squeeze on your side.

"you're not alone, our darling." "we'll always be by your side."

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i really hope you guys enjoyed that kajsjsj like i've said, pls feel free to leave comments and suggestions!!😭🤲🤲 thank you for reading and have a nice day/night!!💞💞

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