#yes I'm watching marvel comfort movies today

[realityhelixcreates]

Beta, Theta, and Me: Iron Dust

Chapters: 12/?

Fandom: Thor (Movies), Avengers (Movies) Marvel Cinematic Universe

Rating: PG

Warnings: Swearing, Homelessness,

Relationships: Loki x Reader (But not right now)

Characters: Tony Stark, Loki(Marvel)

Additional Tags:  A/B/O, Sorta, More Of An Exploration Of Life And Self Expression Within An A/B/O Framework, Loki Does What He Wants, But Loki Does Not Actually Do What He Wants, Antagonistic Bosses, Loki Has A Throne Now, But It’s Not What He Wanted

Summary: A discussion of the red planet.

Coincidence was a hell of a thing. It could pass as luck, blessings, or curses. It could make a person believe in fate, for all the horror that concept held. In your case, it kept leading back to Mars.

Walking past a magazine rack on the way to the closest bodega, confronted by the big rusty orb on the cover of a science magazine. Speculation on Twitter about some billionaire stunt rocket plan. Getting back on to youtube after a year gone, and the algorithm not knowing what to do with you, and so dropping a whole video about the planet on the front page.

So you watched a bald British man with glasses and a beard speak at length about the legendary red planet, and you wondered. Just how plausible was it? Loki moved more freely now. It was clear that he no longer needed you in the bath, and he hadn't asked you back for a while. It was just as well. He had been sharing access to his body under false pretenses, and if he no longer felt comfortable with that, it was better for him to withdraw, rather than pretending that there was something there that wasn't. Being a maid, helping Loki out while he healed, were things you could do. Any more than that though...you'd just never been capable, no matter how much you tried. It was better not to hope anymore, even if you sort of missed the intimacy of scrubbing his scarred back. It was better not to be put in that position anymore, if it was only going to breed disappointment. It was always going to happen. Loki was always going to get better, and need you less. That was the goal, after all. And you would move on, get another job, get on with your life. But you couldn't help but wonder. About what else might be possible. About Mars. Something inside humankind led you toward exploration. You wanted to know. Dinner was grilled cheese sandwiches, with tomato soup and roasted potatoes. Loki didn't need help eating anymore, but still preferred that you share a table with him. That was fine; you needed companionship just as much as Thor has said Loki did. “So...” you said over a plate of cookies. “Tell me about Mars. How can you possibly make it work? I saw a video today that says its core has stopped moving. The center has cooled off. There's no magnetic field. The whole planet is irradiated. What can you do with that?” A cautiously pleased expression smoothed Loki's features. “Well, it is a case of finishing what your star system started, right? We surveyed each of the planets on our way into the system-and my, this star is crowded, isn't it? There is great potential all around, and Mars is no different. You are correct that the core is no longer spinning enough to produce a strong magnetic field. But the core is not solid. The planet is not solidified; it does have a liquid core, and at least part of the mantle is still liquid as well. There is seismic activity. There is weather. There is water. We can work with all these things

You know our technology is different than yours, yes? I'm not certain I can explain it so that you can understand.” He held a hand up at your scowl. “Not for any lack of intelligence on your part. Do you think you could explain to an alien exactly how your electricity works? How your coal becomes lighting, and how you harness that lightning into wires, and how it knows how to make a light bulb glow, or a refrigerator cool, or a clock to tell time? I can no more tell you how we tamed light, but we did. It is an even more pure form of energy than your electricity, and produces no waste. It can be concentrated into an even greater force than your neglected nuclear energy, though...I feel there is some overlap. With a large enough focusing device, we can burrow deep into the planet and heat the core back to melting point.” “Bullshit.” You interrupted. “There's no way. It's way, way too big.” “From a human point of view, perhaps. We are used to planning on the scales of centuries, of planets and moons. This may be unthinkable to you. To us, merely challenging. And if we can build something on the scale of our original Bifrost, we could actually do it quite quickly.” “Well...What about the rest of it? The atmosphere? The soil? It's all...” what was the word they had used? “Regolith. Not real soil, just tiny rocks. And radioactive.” “Oh, we know how to clean and regulate things like that. Atmosphere as well, and water too. Here, you have seen the late, great Asgard in your magazines, have you not. Or online?” “That flat earth-looking thing? It wasn't really like that though was it? Planets are round. There's no other way for them to be.” Loki leaned back. “There is where you misunderstand. Asgard was a realm. That does not mean the same thing as planet. Asgard was as much a built thing as this tower, put together with resources from around its star system. We are very well versed in this kind of thing. Atmosphere can be tricky, but that is where the light comes in. You see, we've figured out how to arrange photons in such a way that they become a semi-solid-enough to hold an atmosphere in. It was one of the reasons Asgard was called the Shining Realm.

And before you ask, no, we are absolutely not going to share this technology with Earth. Not yet. You people cannot even free yourselves from fossil fuels, and your first notion upon splitting the atom was to destroy cities. You'll blow up the entire galactic arm. No, you must wait.”

Well. You couldn't really protest that. He was absolutely right. Humankind would trip all over themselves with tech like that, like homicidal children.

“So we will start with little bubbles around our habitations. Build mostly underground. To begin with, anyway. We will gather the tholins your star system has in such abundance, and add them to the regolith within these bubbles. We will also filter every single scrap of organic material, leftovers, waste, shed skin cells, hair, fingernail clippings, all of it, and add that in as well. That is what makes soil, after all. Dead things. There are many types of extremophile bacteria and fungus on this world. I'm sure they will thrive in our dirt pits. We might even be able to transport garbage from this planet, and use it in ways you are unable. You already dump your waste on other countries, after all, it's not as if anyone here really wants it.”

“What about humans?” you asked. “On Mars.”

“What about you, you mean? Well, there would of course be 'special habitat' just for you.”

“You mean, like I was in a zoo?”

“All your needs met. Plenty of enrichment for your enclosure.” He chuckled. “Admired by all who saw you.”

“We used to keep other humans in zoos you know.” you said glumly.

He laughed aloud. “Disgusting!”

“Agreed. Is that what you have planned for me?”

“Not at all. I was merely teasing. No, you would still attend to me as I saw fit, and that means you would inhabit the very best hole in the ground. Metal walls and furnishings, plenty of light, mineral pigments. Mars is rich in its own resources, much like Earth. They were clearly very alike once. We will be able to create water features indoors to control humidity.”

“That sounds kinda wasteful.”

“Not so wasteful as the blood erupting from your nose from the extreme dryness. No, do you not remember what I just said about recycling everything? That includes the very air we breathe, and the water within it. I do not mean to make it sound as if this will be anything other than a grueling, challenging endeavor for as long or longer than you might be alive. Whether the pros outweigh the cons will be up to you.”

You leaned back in your chair.

“So...cons. Let's see.” you began ticking off on your fingers. “Very restricted movement. Like, there's no way I could just pop out for a nice stroll. I won't see the sky, or sunlight much at all. It'll be really cold all the time. Food and water will be restricted. There'll be basically no commodities. And it'll still be really dangerous on top of all that. Kinda sounds like it'll suck, actually.”

“There is certainly all of that.” Loki admitted. “What pros can we come up with then? For one thing, you will not die in the endless parade of natural disasters brought on by climate change. You will be on the cutting edge of a new frontier. I hear humans like that. To be the first of your kind to set foot on that world. How long have you all stared at that little pink dot in the sky and dreamed? Wondered? Does it not quicken the blood to know it is within reach?”

You couldn't really deny that. Though you knew it was a dry, dead place of endless cold and red dust, it was still...

And if it really could be transformed...you might live long enough to see that begin. To see the first flower on Mars.

“Also, you would no longer be under the jurisdiction of any Earth authority. So there is that.”

“Nah, just a fucking monarchy. As if that's any better.”

Loki spun his hand in a circle, a gesture he'd had to pick up instead of shrugging.

“I can name a few ways in which it would be better for you, specifically. For one thing, no Asgardian ever goes unhoused. It would be a blemish upon our entire society! No, for every body, a bed, for every hand, work of some kind. We do not leave our own behind like that. The sickness of your society will not be able to reach far enough to catch you. And as a part of my entourage, no one would dare trouble you.”

“I don't know if I want that.” you said. “I mean, being safe just because I'm associated with you. My value as a person can't only be tied to you.”

“You think it is?”

“The way you're describing it. That others would treat me well just because of who you are.”

“Ah. Personal worth. Naturally. Well, Asgard is not a utopian society either, even as I have described it. However, the differences I've laid out still stand. We are older, more advanced in many ways. We are also a different species, with a different evolutionary path. Many of the things you fear simply are not a thought for us.”

“How do you mean? The things I fear?”

“You hate this mockery of meritocracy your world has been built on, do you not? That the Alphas of your species run everything, dominate everything, and it isn't because they've been trained to. It isn't because they've earned it. No, it is merely because they are Alphas, and nothing more. Most don't even know how to lead. They view control and domination, and endless battle between themselves as 'protection'. They aren't taught anything, they're just expected to be able to do it by nature. No one asks if that's what they want. No one asks if someone else might be better. They are poisoned by the very power structures they fight to keep in place.

We don't do that. Our Alphas pack-bond. We form a network of support and protection. Rivalries exist, and the power structure is hierarchical, true. But this self destructive competitiveness, where your Alphas can barely stand to be in the same room with one another seems barbaric from our perspective.”

You wanted to argue, but 'barbaric' seemed a tame description in the face of human history. You didn't have all that much trust for Loki's description of his own people's merits. It sounded just too much like 'Our glorious culture vs. their savagery' type talk.

Then again, they were evolutionary different. And could it really hurt that much to try something new?

Maybe. If things got out of hand here, you could just walk out. There was no walking out of fucking Mars. That was a real commitment. But the thought of reaching the red planet before anyone else, before any billionaire, any Avenger, even NASA...it was so tempting. To track down the rovers, dust them off and wave at the cameras. To make everyone know you meant something. It was so, so tempting.

But what would it really prove?

That you were important? A pioneer? An explorer? You weren't.

You'd just be riding the coattails of someone greater, who let you tag along.

You were only here by coincidence. You'd just gotten yourself out of the gutter. It wasn't the time to be getting stars in your eyes.

Loki seemed to catch on to your inner conflict. He reached for another cookie.

“You do not have to make any swift decisions, you know.” he said. “The work will be years in the planning. We aren't leaving soon. You will have time to examine all your thoughts on the matter.”

“Good, because I definitely have some.”

“Care to talk them out?”

You shook your head.

“Not yet. Let me try to get my mind organized first. I might figure some things out on my own.”

Loki leaned back in his chair.

“Take your time. You have plenty.”

Which weirdly made you feel like he might be lying.

#betathetaandme #loki (marvel) #loki x reader

[muninnhuginn]

Thanks for the tag @pinkie-satan!

-last song: 0 - LMYK (English version)

-song stuck in head: 勇者/Yuusha/Hero - yoasobi (it's the frieren op)

-fav colors: purples, especially when they're down the blue end.

-currently watching: ah okay. so. I'm watching anime seasonals this time for some reason? Kinda surprised I'm keeping up with them as well as I am honestly. so anime-wise: frieren, spy x family s2, my new boss is goofy, deranged detective, tearmoon, I'm in love with the villainess. kdrama: move to heaven (I am genuinely enjoying it but there aren't many episodes so I think I keep delaying to make it last longer). don't think there's anything else I'm forgetting rn (but there probably is). I have a few other shows I want to check out like scavengers reign but probably when I'm less overloaded with my current lot.

-currently reading: does it count if I technically read it all yesterday? uh, ima say yes because I was probably sleep-deprived and so may give it a reread when I'm less so. latest murderbot book: system collapse. really good. there were a couple of parts I wish had been pushed further but overall it was exactly what I wanted out of a murderbot book so I can't complain (for context: murderbot is sci-fi and a mix of hurt/comfort, comedy, and intense relatability courtesy of the main character). other than that, it's mainly dungeon meshi. finished up volume 1 earlier today after getting distracted for ages and the fake biology aspects are so fun. (also have ongoing stuff in terms of manga and fics but I'll spare the details of those as there're a lot)

-currently craving: hot chocolate (brb)

-last movie: the marvels. was kinda disjointed but I was expecting it to be a lot worse than it actually was given the reception to it. also I know cats are probably expensive to deal with on film sets but did they really have to cg them to that extent? pls. I want real cattos. real alien cattos. whatever

-sweet, spicy or savory: usually sweet but occasionally spice

-relationship status: single, which personally I'm happy with, but people can be weird about it sometimes.

-current obsession: still in my link click era, trying to resist getting back into murderbot or nirvana in fire or stranger/secret forest.

-three fav foods: hmm, bolognese, gyoza, fior di latte gelato

-last thing googled: showings for anatomy of a fall. (unfortunately there aren't many which is a shame. I'd like to watch it but not really planning to go out of my way for it)

-dream trip: going to be boring and say the same here but japan fr. I'd want to actually have a vague sense of the language before even considering it though because what I have rn is just an assortment of words vaguely to do with murder mysteries

-anything you want right now: my original answer to this was depressing so I'm just gonna say the motivation to actually sort out a new laptop because rn I'm probably going to beat out my record for how long it took me to transfer over to my new phone after getting it (around a month iirc). I haven't even started figuring out what I want to prioritise in terms of specs or how much money I'm willing to spend and it's so much easier to do this kind of thing *on* a laptop (that isn't broken :V)

Tagging in anyone who wants to join in. I know especially I have some newish mutuals/followers and I'm not great at interacting directly but feel free to have a go ^^

#pinkie-satan #ask meme

[firespirited]

Weird day today. Had a very nice but subtly unnerving surprise meeting with an old friend of the family. She brought up dad which was expected but the religious language and contextualising everything was tough: "you and us are doing ok because we're children of gd" "gd brings us together" "gd protect us from evil" type stuff along with usual gd willing, thank gd, gd is good language.

I handle references to faith just fine culturally in Arabic, it's a little less culturally comfortable in French (or even English) but it's also not something I can reply to except with a polite nod that doesn't say yes but "I hear you".

It brought up a lot of complex emotions about half a dozen things as these things do when you've been rejected or hurt by people with gd as a reason. Also a painful reminder that I need to establish religious boundaries again with family again because I do take words seriously and don't want to be praying or agreeing to prayer because its uncomfortable to say that I'd rather not - after all it is as a matter of respect, if gd is real I refuse to treat communication with Them as trivial.

It was lovely to see she and her family are well. She speaks very fast so I wasn't able to say that I'm very happy for her lesbian daughter even as I could see her skirt around it like she thinks I might be biased against it (Honey no! Even as a tween when I was still christian, I thought any couple willing to commit for life and actually take those 'all circumstances' vows was to be celebrated. Of the dozens of red flags to not approve a marriage, being gay seemed totally illogical to me. Besides the passages about mlm and wlw were clearly in context about getting it on outside of marriage for social or ceremonial reasons and saying it's not real sex because it's not P in V and like A) we'd covered ancien greeks getting freaky in school and B) this was the Monica Lewinski era: everyone in the western world debated whether only P in V/hetero constitutes cheating. As a kid I didn't see it but after Lewinski? Those passages are clearly about what counts as cheating).

And I'll be totally honest, I was so relieved: the first two daughters married macho abusive dirtbags and are now married to new nicer if not exactly groundbreakingly feminist blokes but M's got her stable girlfriend turned wife, and while wlw relationships aren't without heartbreak and high drama, she has a lot better odds of an equal relationship.

I came home and crashed, napped for a while, then had to go do something... anything... because I wasn't in a great headspace so bad news from a friend via sis sent me and her spiralling about medical malpractice/neglect, I went for a second walk - it helped a little. I damaged a doll I was fixing up because I was tired,

Watched Wakanda Forever: excellent potential, same vast talent but obviously made in a rush (bits are clearly missing or chopped to be used in a different way), the underwater world was a blurry dark mess (and that would have been so cool if we could see it!) and I couldn't bear to see them fighting (over what seemed so trivial compared to the real threats), finally we get to see Shuri process 1 thing in between... she's got a whole lot more but hey she's got 1 down. I mean you don't get character study films in the MCU, you get a 3 minutes for Gamora or Rocket to address their lifelong traumas so not bad at all for a Marvel. I just can't with a blockbuster attempting to handle grief while still making a hero action movie, it expects you to imagine a lot of offscreen growth and processing. I don't like seeing characters with potential done dirty like that. I'd rather read whatever tie-in books expand the universe because they *had* to put 45 minutes of fight and explosion scenes.

The costumes were incredible as always but yeah not in the mood to see Wakanda attacked while the CIA rub their hands in glee.

Then there's an unfortunate subtext of a skeptic finding faith after doing all the rituals right which was just the wrong day for me to take it charitably. I'm happy for her. Really. I'm also jealous.

Science tells us little gay boys grieve when they realise, even on a subconcious level, that they're not getting the happy ending of the wife and two kids, it leaves a void and they have to reshape themselves as adults to fill that wife shaped hole society told them would be filled.

I hope that changes now that gay marriage is normalised and seen more. I hope more and more folks can find completeness without needing one special person to complete them.

Now when you're a religious kid, you're given an extra void to shape yourself around, one that will be filled by the divine. It will give you confidence purpose and love, and reshaping yourself is difficult because this isn't just the missing piece of your soulmate but your entire existence and reason for being. Being single from the spiritual is felt like a permanent failure at being human.

Among many things today, I was reminded today of what it felt like to be looked at as 'soulless', a 'lost' soul at best and how that's legit how I saw myself and on some level still sort of do.

I'll rewatch Wakanda forever on a better day and skip the fights. Hopefully by then someone has fixed the colour and brightness on the underwater scenes.

#saf #Rambles #wakanda forever #Rant #tw: religious trauma #Movie reviews

[baekhvuns]

Ok damn-

This is late bcz my phn be acting up lately plus i hv my exams so 🥲. Anyways, yeah i like the trailer ... It gives very...how do I say it ... It's entertaining, and yes ur right it gives yjhd vibes. At least I'm excited for one movie besides a marvel one 😃.

Wait wha- Deepika? Lady Singham??? 🧍🧍🧍🧍 Eh?

BEAKS I HEARD THT ATEEZ MAY HV AN ASIA TOUR IN AUGUST!!!!! (I highly suspect that india won't be on the list but I'm excited anyway)

The other day my brother asked me abt this song i kept singing...it was nxde. He was like cn u repeat the lines for me so I said it's "yes I'm nude..shh" (and gv a hole mouth-instrumental but 😌-) he said ohhh i thought u kept singing "yes I'm nerd" 💀💀 when i tell u i wheezed-

*Another adventure with my brother:D*

So we were playing this random guessing of choreography. From any song, i did a few a bollywood songs and then when i ran out of ideas I did the wonderland "let's go" part. YK the whole clap part. So my brother actually knows tht choreo but is really forgetful....so he went "wut is tht?" I repeated it.......he said " is it a guru randhawa song"

.....

After tht some parts were bleeped bc how dare he compare my boys to him (he ain't all tht bad but still 🧍).

So, today i was with my friend and shes like a non-kpop bestie. So, I've seen these PPL on tiktok who YK show their non-kpop frnds the pics of the grp they stan and then they genuinely ask them who do u think would suit then. So i did it, i asked her who do u think I'd like good with? (For pure entertainment purposes, i promise I'm not a creep)

She said san.... 🥹(I <3 her)

2nd japanese single......yeosang will be a mc with xiaojun and hyungseop.....hongjoong at Paris fashion week ... Yunho stealing tht one Lego and hwa finding it like his life depended on it. 🥲 This is why i stan them.

Also, I've been watching saiki k.- my new comfort show. I just realised my exams finish on hwa's bday ....why am I so happy abt tht??

I read bodygaurd again. It's like i always come back to ur acc to read some wholesome, angsty, fluffy, butterfly giving, spicy 🥵 lol but like in a good way ffs.

And the way u always read so many asks and reply to them 😭😭. You go girl!!

And did i just hear just friends part 2!!!! When?? And -

LIKE EXCUSE MEE???? PARDON SIR??? WHODREW THISSS???

Mosquitoes should die...THEY WONT LEAVE ME ALONE-

Also bruh, tht one edit of hwa with long hair, won't leave me alone...it haunts me EVERYWHERE!!!

Okie

Byie! 👋

since ur asks is super long im having difficulty posting it thru tumblr BECAUSE IT WONT MF POST so im gonna answer a few parts in case it glitches <3

exactly iM TELLING U it does sound really funny! hope u do good on ur exams!! yEAAAAH her as a lady singham 😭😭😭 idk what they’re trying to do but’s def a new venture 😭😭😭

no south asia ever 🥰 one city in the central asia and then the rest is south east fbwjdhsj wasn’t bts supposed to come there but like the rona thing 😭😭 LMFAOOO NOT THAT GUYS SONG 💀💀💀

just friends part two! but it’s a trope that’s been done before so i have to really revamp it if i want to write it 💓

#✉️ : ask #[ rosesapphiremysticalrose ]

[fr3aklike-me]

I actually think Bobs Burgers is like a 12 but Idk 🤷‍♀️. I'm more of a Marvel girl than DC but I'll watch it from time to time. I actually went to go see the new Thor movie today!! I love funkos theyre so so soooo cool to me. Oh thats pretty cool, I love parks and recreation! It's one of my favourite comfort shows. -🎃

wait, it's a twelve? sorry, I think I might be a bit lost, haha, what do you mean it's a twelve? oooh, I see! what do you like most about marvel? and omg, how was the Thor film? I saw it being showcased when I went to the movies the other day, but haven't watched it yet. and omg yes Parks and Recreation is so, so funny, I always crack up when it's on LMAO

#answered asks #🎃 anon

[ask-the-clergy-bc]

It says headcanons are open still so I'm hoping this goes trough, if not then please also have a fun time picturing it with me because wow I'm thinking a lot lately about like just a full on totally planned out all day cuddle session with papa III. Like him and his so have this day completely set aside to just hang out together like this, maybe theres sex but its not really the point. Anyway I'd love to hear your take on that if it pleases you.

That sounds incredibly cute, I'm happy to do this! And yes, you submitted before the cut off! <3

Also no sexy times in this one, this will be light and fluffy!

Papa III and S/O Lazy Day Off

~Despite being extroverted and vivacious, your social butterfly of a Papa needs alone time too! His social battery doesn't get burnt out often, but when it does he can only tolerate you and his closest ghoul, Omega. When Papa feels these burn outs coming on he always tells you in the most dramatic way. Usually by coming into the door way with a serious expression, clapping his hands, and declaring he is taking the day off for some 'us' time!

~His 'lazy days' are more like Spa days. Pampering, but without actually having to be near any of living beings for a while. The less contact the better. He just wants you to himself and a chance to not have to be a charming and princely gentleman. In fact, he's ready to be a slob and a complete buzzkill for the day.

~There is nothing that is going to get him out of your bedroom, so you both are going to veg for the whole day.

~Your bedroom turns into a resort suite. The TV on and ready to go, a stack of movies or the highest on demand, sinfully soft bathrobes, slippers, a nest of blankets, and all of the champagne, wine, and junk food you could ever want! Throw in a charcuterie board and a big bag of fast food (his request, surprisingly) and you both are set!! Room service and grubhub (aka a ghoul with a car) is on call for whatever you desire!

~Papa is absolutely glued to your giant double king bed all day. Preferably with you with him so he can lie on your lap. The only draw back to it being HIS day to have couple time is that he's also incredibly needy. Normally he's happy to be big spoon, but today he wants to be cuddled by YOU. So he will either be pressed against your side like a giant goth koala, or his head will be perfectly nestled in your lap while you watch TV. Papa purrs so loudly and will more than likely want you to play with his hair the entire time.

~Absolutely no pants or shoes. Not even in a sexy of seductive way. He wants to be comfortable. His bathrobe and blankets are all he needs. Will REALLY starfish out on the bed and lavish in the fact he doesn't have to put on face paint or do his hair or pick out a full ensemble. One of the rare times you can just admire his natural face all day.

~The two of you go back and forth on who gets to pick what you watch. Sometimes you love dramatic soap operas, sometimes it's trash TV, and other times you both just finally catch up on new movies you've been dying to see! Either way it's relaxing and something you can do together.

~If he actually feels like leaving the bed he makes a very nice bubble bath for you two to share! His marble tub is already huge, but Papa has the biggest selection of bath bombs, salts, and scents! He's not above pouring half a bottle of bubble bath before throwing in some rose petals and getting red wine ready. You always find it funny because he likes to use a big fluffy spa headband to keep his hair out of his face. It's also a marvelous time for you two to take advantage of one of his expensive face masks (if you are into it! Even if you don't, he loves them!)

~If you two are done cuddling you usually fine some mutual quiet activities to do together. Papa is content as long as he has something to do and you are within touching distance. There have been many times you would work on your computer or read a book while he lays in your lap (again) and watches his shows. Sometimes you even read to him, and that puts him to sleep the easiest.

~Most of the time he declares it a day but it usually becomes two... or three... or why not a whole week? Honestly, you're the one who makes him go back to work on day three. He always huffs and calls you no fun, but obeys anyway. But at least he's refreshed and ready to do Lucifer's dark bidding again!

#the band ghost #ghost fluff #ghost bc #reader insert #reader fluff #papa emeritus iii #papa iii x reader #ghost headcanons

[fireinmoonshot]

DECEMBER DRABBLES – DAY TWENTY-THREE: "I cannot wrap presents" with Peter Parker from Marvel.

Peter Parker’s bedroom floor is not the most comfortable place to sit for an hour.

He’d offered for you to come over and get some of your Christmas wrapping done so you wouldn’t have to hide the gifts from your family without informing you that May and Happy were in the living room and you’d have to do all of the wrapping in his tiny bedroom.

Which meant you’d roped him into helping you wrap presents.

"I can't wrap presents for the life of me," he'd said, sitting on the floor cross legged across from you. He was doing homework despite the fact that Christmas break had started.

"I don't care," you offered in reply, chucking a roll of wrapping paper at him. "If you've trapped me in here while your Aunt has her date with Happy, you'll make yourself useful."

Peter didn't mind, in all truth. He was bad at wrapping presents - he always somehow got the tape stuck to himself rather than the present and he couldn't fold a clean edge - but if it meant that he got to spend the day with you, he supposed it wasn't all that bad.

When, an hour later, all your presents had been wrapped and placed back in the bag you'd brought them in, you and Peter slumped back against his bed, sighing in relief.

"When your mom gets the really badly wrapped necklace, will you tell her that it was me that wrapped it?" Peter asked.

"Yes," you didn't hesitate to reply. "She'll think it's charming that you wrapped her present and she'll probably be mad at me for not helping you wrap any of yours for May and Happy."

Peter snorted. "Then don't tell her you didn't."

"She has the sixth sense like all moms do. May probably has it, too, y'know?" You looked over at him, seeing the smile on his face, and nudged his shoulder. "Thanks for helping me and letting me do my wrapping here, Peter."

He reached down and took your hand in his. "I'm sorry you couldn't do it more comfortable. I really did think May and Happy would be going out today, but because of the snow..."

You shrugged. "I don't mind. I got to spend the morning with my boyfriend and I didn’t even have to go out into the snow to do it,” you smiled, your eyes going to the window to see the snow still falling steadily outside. “But I will have to in order to go home.”

“Don’t go yet.”

Peter’s voice sounded a little panicked, like he was worried you were going to get up and leave him all of a sudden when you’d only been here for a few hours and you’d done nothing but wrap presents. This was the last time he’d get to see you before Christmas, and he wanted to spend as much time as possible with you.

Grinning, you looked over at him. “I’m not going yet, I’m just saying.”

He let out a breath of relief. There were times when Peter still felt nervous around you even though you’d been dating for nearly ten whole months now. You had that ability to make him nervous without even realising it.

You squeezed his hand gently. “I can stay until it starts to get dark, so we’ve still got at least four hours together. Did you have any plans? Plans that don’t involve going outside…”

Peter nodded and pointed towards his computer desk. “Games or movies.”

You gasped. “Do you wanna watch a Christmas movie together? There’s one I saw on Netflix the other day that looked interesting, and I’ve always wanted to watch a Christmas movie with a boyfriend… which you now are.”

He flushed a little at your excitement, and then nodded. “Okay, let’s watch a Christmas movie. But no cheesy ones. Don’t make me watch one where I can guess the ending.”

You rolled your eyes. “Peter, it’s not a Christmas movie if you can’t guess the ending.”

#peter parker #peter parker x reader #peter parker x you #marvel #marvel x you #marvel x reader #spider-man #spider-man x reader

[xxatinyminionxx]

Unforced Head Only

Pairing: boyfriend!hueningkai x genderneutral!reader

Genre: Smut

Word Count: 895 words

Warnings: Nothing, just some bad words!

Requested?: Yes

A/N: Like Taehyun's oneshot Head Over Coffee, this oneshot is a spin off of the post called TXT's Reaction To Their S/O Asking To Give Them Head and highlights my ideas from Hueningkai's description.

**Part two is out!

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The credits to the Marvel movie you watched with your boyfriend Hueningkai start rolling. You had been cuddling up with him for the past two hours and thinking about doing something special for him today. You raise your finger and poke his cheek. "Hyuka~" 

The male looks over at you and grins, pinching your cheek. "Yes cutie?" He coos. You laugh at how adorable he responded to you and start rubbing his thigh. "Can I give you head?" 

You can't see, but he is starting to blush, a hand going over his mouth. "Y/N...Why the sudden question?" 

"It is? Yeah I guess, sorry I--" You start, but don't finish. Now Kai's expression shows great concern. "Don't force yourself to ask me, I can really wait until you're ready." He tells you genuinely. "It's nothing you have to do anyway, okay?" He adds. 

You knew your boyfriend was a sweetheart, but this - this is another level of sweetness. You kiss his pouty lips and shake your head. "No one is forcing me, baby, I thought about it. It's just we haven't 'done anything' before. Also I didn't know how to ask you." You laugh and rest your head against his shoulder. "I want to do it. I love you."

Now the teen starts smiling and stroking your head. "You know I love you too Y/N. I just want to always make sure you're comfortable." He kisses you back, and the soft-kiss-turned-passionate lasts a lot longer as you two pour out your emotions for each other. 

You're the first to pull away. "Are you um...giving me consent?" You ask shyly, giving him eskimo kisses to cover your shyness up. He giggles and nods. "Yeah, I'm curious about what it feels like from my favorite person." 

You nudge him playfully for teasing you and crawl farther down the bed. You start sliding his sweatpants down and then you see him covering up his mouth again with his hands. "What do I do? It's happening." He says overly excited, his voice muffled. 

"Baby relax, I'll do my best to make it feel good." You insist through shy laughing. You get his pants off and crawl over top of him to kiss him again. You take his hands in yours, hoping to calm your nerves down. And it works. You, again, pull away first and notice that Kai's eyes have changed and he has calmed down. He wants this as much as you do. You move back down and start palming him through his boxers. He feels so hard against the cotton material, it takes you by surprise. It turns you on and you hum, licking your lips. 

You strip him from his underwear and his dick slaps against his stomach, slightly twitching with pre-cum dripping from the tip. "Damn babe..." You had never been face to face with a dick, but his looked so good to suck. You're so excited, you don't care if it shows on your face. "I'm going to like this." You let him know in a lustful whisper before getting settled on your knees between his legs. You pick his cock up in your hands, bow your head down, and lick the pre-cum from his tip. 

Kai's whole body shivers from that one lick, his legs bending up from the bed. "Mmh, put them down, relax." You use one of your hands to caress one of his thighs. He puts his legs back down and watches as you start sucking his tip. He lets out a choked up, but soft moan. "Y/N...." 

You take him calling your name as a go-ahead, and you go for it. You start by sucking him gently, as far down as your mouth could go. You hear his whimpers from above before feeling one of his hands on your head. "It feels so good Y/N-ahhh." He starts thrusting up subconsciously and you let him. It makes you so happy that he is having fun too. Then you realize your teeth are grazing the sides of his cock from smiling at your thoughts and you quickly stop doing it.

"Can you do that again? Just a little..." He asks to your surprise, the slur of his words telling you just how into this he is. You hum and let your teeth occasionally graze his dick lightly as you suck. 

Your boyfriend's moans get louder minutes later, his thrusts into your mouth getting faster as he chases his high. "Mmh! Please Y/N! A-Ah I'm gonna cum!" You take his dick out of your mouth and start pumping him quickly, sticking your tongue out like you saw people do in explicit videos. 

He thrusts against your pumps and reaches his orgasm, ropes of his cum erupting from his tip and onto your tongue, chin, and even up to your nose. His eyes are squeezed shut as he comes down from his high. You clean up at that time, finding a box of tissues and wiping up the cute little mess Kai made.

You get back in bed next to him and place his boxers in one of his hands. You kiss his cheek and rub his chest. "That was so fun, hehe." He opens his eyes and smiles when he sees you next to him. "Wanna be next?" He offers as he continues catching his breath.

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#hueningkai smut #txt smut #kpop smut #tomorrow x together smut #gender neutral txt smut #minion works

[sagemusesoutloud]

Anti-Romantic, Part 1

(credit to the original owner of the image)

Character | Jaehyun x reader Genre | nonidol!au, Mutual Pining, Slowburn, Fluff WordCount | 3.6 K Author'sNote | lmaoooo the fact that I intended this to be a oneshot type of thing oops. Wellllll, I tried. Most likely to be a two part series, but we'll see.

This is part of a series I intend to call "If Songs were Fics" and this particular one was loosely inspired by TXT's Anti-Romantic bc I'm obsessed. I hope you enjoy reading as much I enjoyed writing it!

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4

I don't know who loves me

And I don't care, It's a waste anyways

A romantic feeling, Kinda scares me

“Any plans for you birthday next week?”

Jaehyun shakes his head at you, “no, not yet, don’t you have that date with that barista?”

“I’m not sure, he’s been acting weird over text lately. Might not be worth it,” you shrug your shoulders. “Besides, it’s your birthday! You only get one of those a year, we should plan something.”

You were on your way to the gym, a ritual you and Jaehyun had ever since you both found out you worked for the same company. You had been childhood friends, but ended up losing touch since you went to separate universities.

It was a nice surprise to see a friendly face on the first day of orientation and throughout the duration of your training for the next six weeks. Although you were both from different departments, you enjoyed taking your lunch breaks together and sharing small gossip about your old class-mates.

“ugh, don’t remind me,” he let’s out a long sigh, “every year, it seems like my family won’t stop pestering me about starting a family.”

“What’s so wrong about that?”

“Nothing, just not for me. Or at least not yet. I don’t think I’m the type to settle down,” he shrugs again as if it were no big deal.

You gasp, “how could you say that? I’ve seen your insta account. It’s got your cousin’s kids all over it!” You stop to take a good look at him as he holds the door of the gym open for you. “Back in school too, you used to tutor those elementary kids for volunteering hours. Even when you didn’t need them. You’ve always liked kids.”

“That’s different…”

“Right. Totally different things. Got it,” you roll your eyes. This wasn’t the first time he mentioned not wanting to settle down. At first, you had thought it was because he liked ‘keeping his options open’ like back in high-school. Or, not that you knew for sure, but if the rumors were true then it meant he slept his way around. Apparently, he never slept with someone twice and despite the cold shoulder the other party would get, all you had ever heard were praises. Not that you paid that much attention or anything.

You and Jaehyun had the same circle of friends, but despite that, he had never made any advances towards you. You’d be lying if that didn’t bother you at least once or twice. You just assumed that he didn’t want to make the friendship awkward or mess with the friend dynamics of your group. Which was why your crush on him in junior high ended as soon as you got to high-school.

You ended up going on dates with other people, but nothing that kept your interest. Nothing that compared to how you felt around him. Not that he seemed to think the same, so you tried your best to stay the good friend you always have been. You didn’t want to push something he clearly didn’t want; not that it didn’t hurt any less. Throughout the years it’s become bearable, at least. Almost like a painful habit.

You check in and head to the locker rooms to change. His nonchalance about the subject had always puzzled you. You’d seen first hand how all the female coworkers seemed to sway their hips as they walked by him, how some would pop a blouse button more than usual when around him, and you swore no one else was getting that much help throughout training more than him. He was handsome and a gentleman, that much was painfully obvious.

You meet him outside by the water fountain, “ready for warm-up?” he guides your way to the treadmills.

“When’s the last time you dated?”

You would have laughed if you weren’t so shocked to see him trip from the corner of your eye. “why the sudden curiosity?” He finally responds.

“Not sudden, I’d always wondered.” You defended. “You’re good looking and you’re very…I mean, you live on your own and have your own car. You have good relations with your family AND you’re good with kids. So, what is it?” You hadn’t realized how troubling you thought it all was. But now that you started digging you couldn’t stop.

“I just—” you pause, “it doesn’t make sense.”

You hear him chuckle, “you might wanna slow down before you pull something.” You look down and realize that your pace had gone from a relaxed jog to a borderline run during your rant. Maybe this wasn’t the best time to psychoanalyze your only friend in the city.

“Well, I just don’t know how to let people in. It’s just that.” He finally responds. “I love kids, but I don’t know or think I’d be a good partner.” He slows down before stopping, ending the conversation. He waves you off with an easy smile as you stay running.

Huh, maybe you pushed him too far. Your eyes can’t help but follow him around the gym.

Sweet and bitter chocolate, The taste at the end is always the same

Like the saddest movies, Only tears in my eyes

Your hands were sweaty the entire morning, anticipating your lunch time. It was his birthday today, and while you hadn’t made any concrete plans you ended up agreeing to go over to his place after work. Your gym bag was ready with snacks and comfy clothes to stay over. You remembered him saying he was excited to watch that new Marvel movie that had recently come out so you had bought it online to stream it at his place as a surprise. But what had you nervous was the small heart shaped box sitting in your purse. You didn’t know what possessed you to buy it but you had immediately thought of Jae when you passed by it at the mall. You remember vaguely mentioning that it was a special occasion to the sales lady (as in, his birthday), but she must have thought it was your significant other rather than friend because she changed the box to the red velvet shaped one while giving you a wink. In her defense, you could have protested but…why didn’t you?

You hear a knock on your door, “hey little miss sunshine.” Ah, Nakamoto, this couldn’t be good news. He was only sickly sweet to you when he needed a favor.

“What do you want?” you deadpan. He only laughs as he makes himself comfortable in your office. “Well, nothing in particular. Can’t stop by and see how you’re doing?” he feigns hurt.

“Right—the last time you ‘came by’ you left me working over-time through the weekend,” You sigh, “so what is it this time? Missed meeting? Late proposal?” To be fair, your supervisor WAS overworked sometimes. And since you were the only worker under him, it was normal for him to sometimes share some of the load with you.

He smiles at you, “nope. Just have a proposal for you. I know you’ve been working hard these past few months and I’ve been really impressed by your work ethic.” He stands and moves closer to your desk, “And I thought some sort of reward was in order, as well as celebration.” Ok, now you’re confused. You were ok with the reward part, it usually came in the form of a gift card to your favorite coffee shop, but celebration?

“Why would we celebrate? Did I miss something?”

“Not yet, but I did recommend you to the partner position with me. And I wanted to be the first to tell you that the boss approved it earlier today. So, what do ya say? Dinner on me?” he extends his hand out to you and wiggles his eyebrows playfully.

Oh.

Shit! You were hoping this would happen eventually, moving up from the entry-level position you had. But you had never thought it would be this fast. “Oh my gosh, are you serious?” You give him your hand and he shakes it in mock salute.

“Of course, some people will come by to move your computer to the office next to mine. You start Monday!” he winks, “So, wanna go to that new rooftop restaurant? This is a once in a life-time ticket, so you best say yes.”

But your dinner with Jae…He’ll understand, right? He has to. It’s not like he seemed that excited about it anyway. And you could always spend the day together tomorrow, too. It would be pretty rude to turn down Yuta after he pulled some strings for you…

You smile at him, “Thank you Mr. Nakamoto, I won’t let you down as a partner. Yeah, dinner sounds great. Wanna meet there?”

You sit down on the small table, now nervous for other reasons.

Jae sits opposite of you, a small smile on his face. “Hey you,” he greets.

“hey…” you start, “I hate to change plans so suddenly, but…” crap, you feel really shitty. But you really were between a rock and a hard place.

“everything ok?”

“yeah, no. I actually just got promoted,” you start.

“You did? That’s awesome! So fast, too. Wow—but shouldn’t you be more enthusiastic about it?” he chuckles.

“I am, just—my old supervisor wanted to go to dinner to celebrate. And I don’t think I could say no after helping me out like that.”

“I mean, did you want to skip it or?” Now he’s confused.

“Well, he wanted to go out tonight since I start Monday and today’s Friday…I don’t think I can come over tonight,” you explain.

Realization crosses his features before he gives a small smile. “Don’t worry about it, you’re fine. And he’s treating you! You don’t know when the next time he offers might be,” he continues, “we can celebrate another day anyway.”

“Are you sure?” now you feel like shit.

“Of course I’m sure.”

For the rest of the lunch, a thick silence settles before he excuses himself back to work.

Jaehyun knew this was coming. Nothing ever went his way; it’s why he kept everyone at a distance from his heart. But he was weak when it came to you. This game of push and pull was bound to keep happening, and it only brought him that all familiar foul taste in his mouth.

I know, that sweet love song, Those words of promise

When you turn around, It's just an unfamiliar someone

It was why he decided to go else-where for university, instead of joining you and some of your friends to the one closest to home. He chose to go across the globe—far, far away from the curse of you.

It had started on a windy day, back when you were 4 and new to the town he grew up in. Jaehyun didn’t want to leave his mother’s arms, he didn’t like the thought of being with strangers until later in the day even if his mom promised that she would be back. A little girl with jean overalls like his came up to him and his mom, “why are you crying?”

“I am not!” he sniffed. He didn’t need to make new friends like his mom was trying to tell him. All he needed was to go back home. You took out something from your pocket and showed it to him, “look, my mom said I could give one to my first friend. She said it was sharing. Want one?”

In her little palm, were two kiss chocolates. “You’re not my friend,” he grumbled, “I don’t know your name.” At that, you giggled, “I’m Y/N!” you took his hand and placed a chocolate there, “there, now we’re officially friends.”

“See, Jae? You can spend some time with Y/N and have fun. Before you know it, I’ll be back,” she promised.

“Yeah, Jae! Come play blocks with me, and then we can try the coloring.” You held his hand as you led him deeper into the classroom. Just like that, Jae began to feel a little warmth in his chest. He didn’t mind that his favorite thing to do was play tag outside or that he wasn’t really good at coloring inside lines yet. But that didn’t matter to him. As long as he had this one friend around, he was content.

Sorry I'm an anti-romantic, I want to run far away

My heart that already chases after you, Blazes up as a small flame

Looking back at it now, it was a little funny. All it took to let you in back then was a simple chocolate kiss and your little sticky hand in his leading the way. You were always larger than life to him, sometimes he forgot that you were just as human as him.

As you two continued to grow, nothing seemed to change your friendship. But he knew that the depth of his feelings wasn’t mutual. It was in the way that you brought a lot different people together and decided to call it your family. Another of your friends, Jungwoo, liked to joke that you collected introverts for fun. To Jaehyun, it was more likely that you just didn’t see the fun in leaving people out. You were charming and passionate. Traits he wished he had. Your empathetic nature and gentle disposition were all that Jaehyun needed, even if he wasn’t the only recipient.

Once you guys started to hit puberty, things started to feel rocky. Jaehyun couldn’t help but physically distance himself from you, his ears were always red-hot. You had always been pretty to Jaehyun, but you were starting to become really beautiful. And if the boy’s locker rooms’ talk were anything to go by, then other people were definitely starting to realize “what a great catch” you were.

It really pissed him off. Who were they to say things as if all you were was a piece of meat? It disgusted him. But what disgusted him more was the fact that sometimes, he couldn’t help but also feel the way your body felt in his when you hugged in greeting. He hated the way his body reacted to everything you did.

He first messed around with a senior girl back when he was a sophomore, Sooyoung. She was leaving and he couldn’t take it anymore. Your boyfriend was a piece of trash and he was tired of hearing the way he would share what Jae considered to be intimate moments that had no business being public. But you seemed so happy… that next game, Jae stole the ball from him and scored on his own. Even if it cost him a three hour lecture from the coach, he would do it again. Fuck being a team, that guy was an asshole.

What he hadn’t planned on was liking messing around. He would never admit it, but the reason he couldn’t commit was because he couldn’t get rid of that small grain of hope that glowed in his chest every time you stared at him longer than would be deemed normal. It wasn’t often, but he knew he wasn’t seeing things. So, he succumbed to the cycle of push-and-pull that you guys had going on.

Jaehyun wasn’t blind, he knew that your work definitely spoke of your professionalism, but he’s also seen the way Nakamoto stared after you. Of the way his hand would often touch your waist when walking together. Even now, as he hears you apologize through the phone again as you get ready for your “date” with him he can’t help this heart feel heavy with anger. Anger at himself, for letting you slip away once more. He usually hopes for nothing but the best for you, but this time, he wishes you had an awful dinner.

Sorry I'm an anti-romantic, I don't believe in romance

I'm afraid that after burning my whole heart, It will only leave behind ashes

Throughout the entire dinner, you can’t seem to get Jae out of your mind. It keeps you from enjoying the delicious food, keeps you from keeping your usual banter with Nakamoto.

You’re about to call it a night and thank Nakamoto for inviting you out when he beats you to it, “damn, I was hoping this might be a good break from the usual overtime we do, but something tells me your mind has been elsewhere,” he offers good naturedly, “I know it’s valentine’s, so maybe this is why we feel so awkward, right?”.

You grimace a bit at that, “ah—I’m sorry. I really am grateful for the way you look after me in the company and I’m also thankful for this lovely dinner,” you stop a bit, afraid you might offend him, “I agreed to come out tonight, so no need to feel awkward.” You offer a smile.

“Alright then. I guess you already have your sights on someone?” he prods. Should you be honest? There was no rule against dating outside your department, and you were pretty sure your new boss’s wife also worked within the company. “…I do. But I’m pretty sure they don’t feel the same way. It’s been so long since we’ve known each other. Surely if something were to have happened, it would have by now.” You were loosening up, definitely the wine’s fault.

Nakamoto sighs at that, “damn, and here I thought I could woo you after this,” he winks jokingly but you laugh him off. You knew he didn’t care for you that way. “I really hope you’re talking about the guy you always eat lunch with. I swear everyone thought you guys were married when you were released from training.”

“What?! No, I—we’ve been friends since we were children—”

“Aha! So it was him then,” he smirks. “Good.”

You groan, “Please, no.”

“What, it’s not him? You sure about that?”

“I will neither confirm nor deny that statement,” you groan. Why were you discussing your love life? You push the wine away and take a sip of your water.

“Hmm. That’s too bad. Could have sworn that guy was after you.” He stands up. “But fine, I’ll stop prodding.”

You sigh in relief—“for now.” You groan. “What do you even mean by that? You don’t even know him. Or me, or at least personally at least.”

“Mmm, I don’t have to. Some things you just know. Like how he wishes I was six feet under every time we run across him at work,” he sobers up at that. “He seemed like a cool dude, but his glare isn’t too friendly. I don’t know how you fell for that.”

You scoff, “just because someone has a resting bitch face doesn’t mean they’re a bad person.”

You both make your way to the underground parking. “You’re right, it just makes them unapproachable. Is that why you won’t confess?” His genuine tone rubs you the wrong way, you don’t need be given false hope.

“Stop it, you said you would drop it,” you frown, “Anyways, thank you for the food boss—”

“—not your boss anymore. Just call me Yuta, we’re partners now.”

“Aren’t you two years older than me?”

“And?”

You shrug at that, “well, thanks Yuta. For the food, not for the interrogation.” He chuckles at that, nodding while pulling out his car keys. “see you Monday!” he waves you off.

You sigh as you get home. It wasn’t as late as you thought it was, only a few minutes past nine. You really wanted to see him. Would he be busy?

You fish out your phone and dial his number before chickening out.

“Hello?”

“Jae! It’s me. Are you busy right now?” your heartbeat is pounding so loud, you’re scared he could hear it on the other end. “Right now?” you hear shuffling on the other end, “no, I was just reading that book Jungwoo sent me. Might have dozed off a bit into it but don’t tell him I said that,” he chuckles.

“Why, is everything ok? It’s still early, did you end dinner that fast?”

“Oh, Yuta and I called it a night pretty early. Too many couples were out and about and it got a bit awkward,” you explained.

“Yuta?”

“Ah, yes. Yuta Nakamoto, but now that we’re associates, he said it would be better to address him less formally.” You waive him off, “actually, I was wondering—if it’s not too late, can I still come over? If not, that’s cool. We can still hang out tomorrow, but your birthday is today and I thought—”

He laughs at your rambles, “of course you can come over, you know you don’t have to ask. How many times have I told you that?”

“Ok, ok. Just checking,” you still had your comfy change of clothes in your car, so you opt to save those for tomorrow and change into something causal for tonight.

“Do you want me to go get you? We can get ice cream on the way, hopefully they don’t close early.”

“Sounds like a plan then,” curse your heart for melting at everything he says.

“Alright, give me 15 and I’ll be there.” He hangs up.

You look at your bag, resting on your sofa and you sigh. The entire night, it’s almost as if you could feel the weight of his gift weighing it down. Yuta is known for being very observant, it’s why he was so good at his job. Closing deals and making contracts in advertisement. Would he be right about this? You know you desperately wish he was, but is it worth risking your best friend?

EndNote | Woooow, that was a longass ride. Let me know if you liked it or if there are other typos I missed! Or just to let me know what you thought, that would be much appreciated. I'm thinking of finishing it by Sunday 6/13, so hopefully the next part is up by then. Until then!

Here's Part 2!

#anti romantic #jaehyun fic #jaehyun fluff #nct #nct 127 #kpopfanfic #nct x reader #jaehyun x reader #nct fluff #nct jaehyun #jaehyun scenarios #kpop fluff #nct u #nct 2020 #nct imagines #nct 127 jaehyun #office au #fic #stream #txt #anti-romantic!! #hopefully it's out of my head soon #catchy

[fluffy-lee]

Christmas in Boston

PLATONIC Chris Evans x costar!reader, ft. Sebastian Stan

This is a TICKLE fic

Warnings: Mentions of adults having alcohol, but not drunk. Randomly fluffy!

Summary: Y/n is in Boston filming parts of a movie with Chris and Sebastian. Chris hosts a Christmas party at his house for the cast and crew, and exchanges gifts with Y/n. 

The past few days had been a little unusual. You were in Boston shooting parts of a Marvel movie. Normally, you’d be in Atlanta. You didn’t mind, though. You were enjoying Boston, especially because it was your co-star, Chris Evans’, hometown. You had been close with Chris ever since you auditioned for your part in the Marvel Cinematic Universe at age 10. You met him during the audition process and since then, the two of you had been close.

  You were excited to be on set. It was your favorite thing to do. You were especially excited today, because after filming, Chris was going to show you around Boston, and then he is having a cast and crew party at his house in the evening, and you were going to spend the night at his house with Scarlett. 

  When you wrapped for the day, you went to your trailer and began packing for the sleepover. When you were all ready, bundled up with your coat, scarf, and boots, you heard a knock on your door. It was Chris, who was also in his coat, which was appropriate for the weather on this particular day. 

  “Hey, you ready?” He asked with a soft smile. 

  “Yep!” You replied. 

  “Alright! I gave Sebastian my keys to warm the car up while I came to get you.” He explained while you grabbed your favorite crossbody purse with your wallet, phone, and keys, and duffel bag with your things to sleepover. 

You walked down the steps of your trailer and Chris grabbed your bag for you and threw it over his shoulder. Chris was always doing thoughtful things and you really appreciated that about him. 

The two of you walked side by side to his car, the chilly wind blowing in your faces. He opened his car door for you and you climbed into the backseat, relieved by the warmth of the heaters. 

  “I guess you got "shot gun"!” You teased Sebastian, receiving a smile from him.

  “How was your day, Y/n/n?” Sebastian asked, pretending to ignore your playful attitude, as Chris pulled out of the lot. 

  “It was good. I enjoyed watching you guys film today. You’re both actually really good at acting.” You said pretty awkwardly, making Chris and Seb chuckle. 

  “Well you’re way better than us!” Chris complimented. 

  “PUH-LEASE! Your performance as Johnny Storm was a game changer in the industry. I could never!” You joked, causing Chris to cackle. 

  “Are you being sarcastic, Miss Y/n?” Chris questioned you, peering over his sunglasses in the rear view mirror. 

  “Well, a little. But no, you were really good in that movie.” You answered. “I watched it a couple weeks ago."

Chris and Seb laughed, and the three of you continued to chat the rest of the ride. 

  Chris pulled up to his favorite mall where the three of you would spend the next two hours shopping and having fun. The mall was absolutely decked out for Christmas time, and luckily, since school was still in and it was earlier in the day, the mall wasn’t very busy. You three were a lot less likely to be recognized, not that it bothered you. Chris just had to be home by a certain time to get ready for the party. 

  “Do you want to get Starbucks?” Chris asked, pointing at the Starbucks in the middle of the mall. 

  “Well I know I do!” Seb said. 

  “Yes please!” You answered excitedly. 

You all got your favorite drinks and continued shopping. You soon found yourself in the sunglasses store, looking at all the cool pairs. 

  “Pick out which one you like best.” Chris ordered, sipping his coffee.

  “Are you for real?” You asked, shocked. They weren’t cheap. 

  “Yeah! Yeah of course! I didn’t get to see you for your birthday. I have another gift for you at the house too.” Chris answered. 

  “Oh no, Chris, you don’t have to-” you were soon cut-off by your own giggles as Chris held you to him and tickled your tummy in the middle of the store. 

  “PICK OUT YOUR FAVORITE!” Chris demanded, holding back his own laughter as he ruthlessly tickled you. 

  “Ohohohokahahay! Ohohokahahay!” You laughed, squirming. 

He finally let you go. 

  “Now I know you have been standing here gushing over these. You want them?” 

You couldn’t believe how sweet he was. You gave him a sheepish smile and nodded. 

  “Awww alright let’s get ‘em.” He chuckled. 

Not only did Chris get you the sunglasses, he also got a matching pair for himself. You thought that was the cutest thing in the world and couldn’t be more excited. You knew that every time you wore them, you’d think of him.

  After more shopping, the three of you made your way out to Chris' car when you noticed a few paparazzi taking pictures and heading towards you. 

 Chris sped up his walking and placed his hand on your back, while Sebastian stood on your left side, making you in the middle of them. You finally made it to the car and Chris headed towards his home.

    Chris unlocked his front door and you and Sebastian followed him inside. You were greeted by Dodger. You soon found yourself laying on the middle of the floor, kissing Dodger's face and scratching his ears and chest. 

  "I haven't seen you in so long buddy! Awww ahaha I've missed you!" You said in a high-pitched voice. 

Chris chuckled and Sebastian joined you in loving on the dog. 

  You helped Chris and his brother get ready for the party. People started to show up as the sun was going down. You shivered with your coat on as you stood out back with Chris as he was getting a fire started. You helped him put the logs on. When he finally got it started, Scarlett had come out. 

  "Hey you!" She said sweetly, wrapping you in a hug. 

  "Hey! Do you like the fire that I started?" You teased, taking the credit for a fire that Chris was quite proud of. 

  "Oooh no no no! This is my fire!" Chris scolded. 

You and Scarlett just giggled. 

  "Very good job Y/n!" Scarlett played along. 

Chris shook his head and pointed a finger at you, warningly. You flashed him a smile. He was about to pounce when he was interrupted by guests who came to sit by the fire with their snacks and drinks. You didn't know whether you were relieved or disappointed. 

  Sebastian was out and noticed you shivering. 

 "Aww come here!" He said scooping you up and and sitting down with you by the fire. You snuggled to him and soon found yourself warming up. You watched the fire and listened to the conversation and laughter around you. 

  "Yes, Y/n and I actually have a pretty long scene coming up in a few days. Are you ready for that one, Y/n?" Seb asked you. 

  "I think so." You answered sheepishly. 

  "Of course you are. You're gonna be great!" Seb smiled, squeezing you tighter and rubbing your back. 

You smiled. That made you feel more confident about that scene. You really enjoyed acting with Sebastian. You were really comfortable with him, and didn't worry as much when it came to more emotional scenes.

  "Do you guys like my fire?" You teased again, looking into Chris' narrowed eyes. He sucked his cheek. 

  "Wow Y/n! You built this all by yourself? It's a great fire!" Sebastian joined. 

Everyone laughed and Chris started to get up from seat, but was once again interrupted by someone coming up and asking him a question. 

  You took this opportunity to get up and go get a drink from inside the warm house, which was crowded with more people. You soon found yourself talking with Chris' brother Scott for a while, and then Scarlett, and then more crew members. 

  You were opening a soda when you saw Chris come inside. You got butterflies, thinking maybe he came in to get you, but that didn't seem to be the case when he grabbed another beer and soon found himself surrounded by women talking to him. You giggled, knowing he was a little bored and these women were obviously swooning over him. You set down your drink and walked past him, poking his side and walking away. You knew it was childish, but you hadn't done this to him since you were like eleven. You knew he would remember. On set or during press tours, you would sneak up and poke him again and again until he would chase you and tickle you into oblivion. 

  You saw Chris look at you over the women's heads and playfulness danced in his eyes, so a few minutes later, you snuck by and did it again, making him smile and clutch his side. He tried to look for you but didn't want to be rude to the ladies who were talking to him. A few minutes later, you did it one more time causing the same reaction. 

  "Excuse me ladies, I have to deal with something real quick. I'm sorry just excuse me." Chris apologized, then began searching for you. 

You locked eyes with him across the room and giggled. He marched toward you past everyone in the room and you started speed walking away from him with a big smile on your face, giggling nervously. 

 "You get back here!" He shouted as he hurried after you. 

You soon found yourself in the other living room, cornered by the sectional and Chris. Less people were in this room, including Sebastian and Scarlett lost in conversation. 

  “Ahhh!” You screamed as Chris launched at you, while you fell into the couch. 

You expected him to tickle you right there, but instead Chris grabbed you and held you over him, high up in the air. Though you trusted him, you were startled by the height you were being held at. 

  “Woah!” You said, trying to hold onto something. You suddenly could reach his shoulders as he lowered you down, but then you found yourself being laid on the soft rug. More nervous giggles poured out of you. 

  “You’ve been messing with me all night huh? You’ve just been asking to be tickled! Just like when you were little!” Chris teased, trying to catch your flailing hands to pin them. 

  “Hey! She’s still little!” Scarlett added, a small pout on her lip. 

  “I am not!” You argued, blushing. 

  “Are too!” Sebastian snapped. 

Your attention was soon back on Chris as he pinned your arms to your sides. 

  “Nohoho no! Chris no! Sebastian heeeelp meee!” You begged, making Chris chuckle. 

  “Mmmm… no I don’t think so.” Sebastian added with a smirk. 

  “CHRIS DON’T TICKLE!” You cackled, pulling at your arms. 

  “Ahahaha too late!” Chris spat as both his hands found your tummy. 

You became weak and wheezed as you felt his large hands dance across your tummy in the most ticklish way. You arched your back in some weird attempt to get away, but as soon as you collapsed to the floor, your loud laughter erupted out of you and you squirmed everywhere unable to stand the ticklish sensation. It brought back so many memories of when you were younger and you couldn’t believe how it felt exactly the same. Chris knew how to get you and you felt thankful that even though you were older now, he wasn’t afraid to keep that same innocent, playful friendship you had developed with him on the set of Captain America: The Winter Soldier in 2013 that remained over the years. 

   You squealed and squirmed, causing Chris to let out his famous laughter as he wiggled his fingers up to your sensitive ribs. 

  “You’re still a little squirmy wormy!” He teased, making you blush again. “Why are you blushing? Hmm? Hmm?” He squeezed your sides and you gripped his wrists in an attempt to push him off for just a second of relief from the tickling, but your attempt failed, and you had to just endure it.  

  Chris let up for just a moment to pin your arms above your head. You caught your breath, looking up at his evil smile. 

  “I know all your tickle spots.” Chris said in a low voice, nodding, putting on a serious face. It was almost like he turned into Steve Rogers right before your eyes. 

  “Chrihihis! Ihihi’m sohohorry! Nohohohoho!” You tried, but Chris just shook his head and dug into your armpits and you trapped his hands there and screamed with laughter, making Chris break out into more laughter himself. 

  “Y/n, I do not understand HOW that can be so funny! Does this tickle or something? Oh I bet it does tickle!” Chris teased, speeding up his tickling. 

  “STAHHAHAP! Nohohohoho!” You begged, laughing so hard that tears pooled in your eyes. 

  “Ohohkay!” Chris said. Stopping his tickles. “Breathe Y/n breathe.” He soothed, chuckling. 

You caught your breath and he moved his hand, making you flinch, thinking he was going to tickle you again. He giggled at that. You knew he wasn’t done yet though. You knew him too well. 

  “TIME FOR THE GRAND FINALE!” He announced with a goofy face. 

  “NO! WAY!” You shouted, and began half-heartedly trying to escape, because let’s be honest- you didn’t really want to get away. 

Butterflies rushed to your stomach as Chris pinned your hands above your head with one hand and wiggled his fingers in front of your face teasingly. 

  “Oh not thiiiis!” You whined knowing exactly what was coming. 

  “Ohohoho yes! You looove this!” He teased, dancing his fingers across your neck and all you could do was lay there, letting out your belly laughter. This was too much. It went on for so long and you just had to take it, your belly laughter falling in and out of silent laughter. 

  “Now that is my favorite laugh.” Chris complimented, adoring you. 

  “Mine too.” Sebastian mused. 

Finally Chris let up and you thought it was over, until you heard Seb speak. 

  “Well I wanna tickle Y/n!” Sebastian whined. 

  “OOOOH NO!” You cried. You knew it was going to happen. 

  “I don’t know. It might actually kill her.” Chris chuckled.

  “Oh she can take it. Hold my beer.” Sebastian told Scarlett, handing her his drink. 

You saw Sebastian walking toward you with his raised eyebrow and you screamed as Chris just held you down, laughing at you. 

  “You didn’t even get her knees!” Seb said, reaching down and squeezing and scribbling all over and under your highly sensitive knees. 

 “Seheheebbyyy! Quihihihit! Nohohoho ihihihit’s too muhuhuhahahaaha!” You giggled and squirmed. 

Chris and Seb just laughed. Next thing you knew Seb was squeezing your thighs and you shrieked. Then, Chris leaned down and buried his face in your neck, his beard tickling like crazy. You soon felt the buzz of a raspberry on your neck and you used all of your strength to push him away through your adorable laughter. Both of them finally stopped. 

  “Now she’s had enough.” Sebastian concluded, a teasing smirk on his face. 

You blushed and buried your face in the rug, making them laugh. 

  You jumped when you felt something tickle your ear. Turns out, it was just Dodger licking your ear. You giggled and rolled over, squishing his adorable face and petting him. 

  “Aww he wants to tickle you too!” Chris chuckled. 

You soon found yourself being lifted up by Chris, holding you baby-style. 

  “I still have that other present to give you.” He said. He set you down and reached under the Christmas tree, handing you a bag. 

  “You really didn’t have to do this!” You blushed. 

  “Oh shut uuup.” He smiled, waving his hand. 

  “Okay then. Hang on a second.” You said, and ran to the guest room with your bag to grab a wrapped gift for him. You returned and handed it to him. 

  “Aww you got me something?” Chris asked. 

You nodded. 

You looked at Sebastian who smiled at you, because he knew what you got Chris. You told Sebastian when you gave him his present the day before. 

  “You go first.” Chris said.

You grinned and opened your gift to find the most beautiful, soft, giant, light blue blanket. Your eyes widened and you pouted your lip.  

  “Aww Chris! This is so perfect! I love it so much! Thank you thank you thank you!” You thanked him, genuinely loving this gift. 

  Chris unwrapped his gift from you, and he smiled so brightly when he saw it. It was a letter you wrote him, and a framed picture of the two of you on set. He was in his Captain America uniform and you were hugging him, both laughing. It was your favorite picture with him. 

 “I know it’s not much but-” You were cut off by him. 

 “Oh sweetie! This is so perfect! Come here!” He said, pulling you in a hug. “Thank you, honey!” 

You smiled and hugged him tight. You felt a bittersweet pain in your chest as you knew this was the last movie you would film with him, and that hurt, but you knew you’d always be friends, and maybe one day, have the privilege of doing another movie with him. He knew what this gift meant, and he hugged you tighter. 

#chris evans tickle #chris evans tickle fic #marvel tickle #mcu tickle #chris evans x reader tickle #sebastian stan tickle #sebastian stan tickle fic #sebastian stan x reader tickle

[lovemesomesurveys]

survey by hagea008

why are you where you are right now? I’m in bed because that's where I feel like being right now. It's almost noon, so I'll get up soon-ish.

did you use to watch blues clues? Yep.

what’s your opinion on people wearing high heels to school? Doesn't seem very comfortable and too overdressed unless they had to give a presentation or something and had/wanted to dress up. Some classes in college required that.

what game system(s) do you own? I have a Nintendo Switch. I could use my bro's PS4, too, if I needed to.

are you a twilight fan? I was back in the day when the books and movies were new and coming out. I grew out of it, though, and find it super cringe now, but at one point it was a big part of my life and it was fun so I guess it'll always have a little space in my heart. Nostalgia purposes.

what are you hungry for right now? I've been thinking about that. For the past week I've just had soups, broths, and protein shakes. I want real food now, but I don't know. We'll see how it goes.

when's the last time you threw up? It's been a few years.

why did you throw up? It was a stomach bug thing.

play any musical instruments? Nope.

what difficulty do you play on guitar hero? I rock out hard on easy mode, ha.

do you have any piercings other than on your ears? Nope.

what school did your father attend? I’m not sharing that.

are your nails painted at the moment? No. I haven't painted my nails in like 5-6 years now. There's not a lot of nail to paint anyway, my nails are so messed up.

what will you be doing tomorrow? I have some Easter baking and arts and crafts type of stuff I want to try and do.

do you still buy cds or do you just download everything? Neither. I've just used Spotify for the past several years. For the past year I haven't even done that because for some reason I haven't been listening to music.

do you listen to any music that doesn't have lyrics? Not really, but there's some.

do you stutter when you get nervous? More so when I'm nervous, yes, but I stutter sometimes just in general.

describe what you were wearing yesterday. I was wearing a t-shirt dress and a Coca-Cola sweatshirt.

that last person you talked to on the phone said. My brother was asking me about some stuff I requested when he went to the store yesterday. He and I like getting stuff for a charcuterie board on holidays.

you're at the grocery store, what 3 fruits do you get? I will completely skip over the fruit section. <<< lol same, honestly.

your lunch consisted of…? I've been having chicken broth lately. It's good.

do you attend church regluarly? I tune into the live stream regularly.

any superstitions? Nah, not really.

what is your favorite superhero movie? I love the marvel films the best, but I like some DC films as well.

do you listen to cobra starship? I haven't in quite a long time.

do you watch gossip girl? No, I never ended up watching it. I thought I would since I did read some of the books, but nope.

what do you get whenever you go school shopping? I'm not in school anymore, but I loved back to school shopping. I would feel like I was so productive with my new office supplies and the clothes shopping was fun.

do you have a temper? I get irritable and frustrated easily. Especially nowadays.

do you consider yourself responsible? I could use some work. I feel like I'm slacking in like all aspects of my life right now. I have a lot to work on.

what is the time? It's 7:53PM.

anything special going on today? No.

are you tired? I'm always tired. I'm exhausted and feel so drained. It's physical and mental.... I'm just so tired.

what is your favorite kind of chips? I've been obsessed with the Andy Capp's Cheddar Fries chips.

last time you ate chocolate? I had some Keebler's Fudge Stripe cookies earlier.

would you live in another country if you had the chance? I don't think so.

what kind of mascara do you use? I don't wear makeup anymore.

what do you doodle most often? I don't doodle.

if you went to jail, what would you go for? I have no idea what I would possibly do that would end up with me in jail.

are there any bruises on your body right now? Not that I'm aware of. I have some ugly scabs, though, on my knee. I'm a skin picker. :/ Nasty habit.

what about scratches? Those scabs I just mentioned.

what are they from? I don't even recall how I got them initially, but I keep picking at them and making them worse. So ugly.

if you died next week, what would be the cause of death? Health issues took its toll.

what do you think about dating websites? Not my thing.

what is your favorite thing to get at starbucks? Usually either a white chocolate mocha, sometimes I'll add peppermint to it, or a caramel macchiato. I recently tried the iced brown sugar shaken whatever with oat milk, which is really good. Today I was actually in the mood for a classic caramel frappe or a java chips frappe with a banana. I didn't end up getting one, though.

what about at mcdonald’s? Their breakfast burritos.

do you wear contacts or glasses? Glasses.

your ex, do you still love them? No.

are you two still friends? Nope.

what is one memory you have from elementary school? The once a week day where we went to the cafeteria and did various dances. I don't know why that was a thing, but it was and it was kinda fun.

do you own a pair of converses? Not anymore, but I used to have a few.

do you own a box or markers or crayons? No, but I have a lot of colored pencils.

how many clocks are in your room? I have an actual wall clock, plus the one on my laptop, phone, and TV.

how many fridges are in your house? Just one inside. We have an extra freezer in the garage.

what about freezers? ^^^

do you like seafood? Nooo.

what is the best way to tell someone that they stink? I have no idea, that's so awkward. I wouldn't want to say anything. :X

what time will you go to bed tonight? Who knows. I should try to go to sleep somewhat early, but that doesn't seem to ever work out. Why I feel the need to stay up is beyond me.

#personal #text #survey #surveys

[major-fukkup]

Fandoms I'm In!

Hello! Today I'm going to be sharing a list of fandoms I'm in!

Before we get started, I feel like I should mention that I am not actually in the mainstream part of any of these, though for some I would like to be - I just don't really know where to start or how to get involved, especially since I work two jobs and don't have a lot of time for art or fic-writing, or anything else either for that matter.

Nevertheless, time to get on with the list!

These will be listed in no particular order, though my current obsessions will be in their own category at the top.

The last thing I will say before putting the list is, this is subject to updates at any time, so if you're curious to know what I'm into at any given time, check back frequently!

Current Obsessions!

(I'm leaving these on the next list because I don't feel like removing them fight me)

The Band Ghost

The Land Before Time

Other Fandoms and Media I Enjoy

MacGyver - Seriously, this has been my favorite show since I was a kid. My mom bought the box set and I could quote the whole episode guide and didn't have to consult it to know which disc to put in the DVD player when someone wanted to watch a specific episode.

Supernatural

The Witcher

Skyrim (inspired my main DnD PC, Ezian)

Destiny 2

Metal Gear Solid

The Loud House

The Land Before Time (THIS IS MY COMFORT SERIES)

Jurassic Park

Pirates of the Caribbean

Indiana Jones (guess I'll put it here since I do enjoy the movies even though I've surprisingly never done anything remotely fandom-related concerning it) (aside from making LEGO stop-motion videos with the sets I had)

Marvel (Avengers specifically) (Thor FTW even tho I haven't actually seen any of the Thor movies YET - I HAVE watched many clips from them)

Gargoyles (Disney show)

Mega Man (my very second fandom, chronologically! The first being Mario of course)

Sonic the Hedgehog

Detroit Become Human (the reason I first started wanting a PS4 back in 2018)

Horizon Zero Dawn (don't play it often enough to remember what's going on but Aloy is really cute and also very pretty)

Splatoon

Animal Crossing

Legend of Zelda (the fandom that spawned my biggest, most developed work that is now original and contains no copyrighted content)

Ghostbusters (the fandom that spawned my second-biggest, second-most-developed work that is now original and contains no copyrighted content)

The Last Of Us

Cyberpunk 2077 (looked forward to it ever since it was first announced, preordered it and picked it up as soon as GameStop called me to let me know they had my copy, and then played it all of one time for about 9 hours straight and apparently my roomies were trying to talk to me??) (Pretty sure I played it more than once TBH) (Spoiler alert, Jackie shouldn't have fucking died)

Fortnite (my brother got me back into it but I got him into it first) (yes this is why I put those passive-aggressive notes) (no I'm not one of those toxic players)

Uncharted (finished 1, started 2, and own 3 and 4 but haven't played them)

Just Cause 4 (haven't played the others)

Fallout 4 (and Shelter haha)

DOOM

Borderlands

Burnout Paradise (I just got it because DJ Atomika, but it turned out to be fun! I'm spoiled when it comes to street-racing games because Need For Speed World was my favorite and the servers shut down)

The Crew 2

4x4 Evolution 2 (funny how it's often the second game in a series that ends up being my favorite) (I have many, many happy memories associated with this game)

SSX (specifically 3) (more happy memories)

Naruto

Death Note

Demon Slayer

The Fairly OddParents

The Owl House

The Band Ghost

#about me #feel free to ask me anything #pin #stuff I like

[spookysanta]

online - four. (G.D.)

Summary: everyone warned him about talking to this girl online. but he can’t help but want to fall for her... now he has to meet her. what happens when they finally get together in person?

Pairing: Grayson Dolan x Reader

WARNINGS: as usual, sexy thoughts, nothing major

click here for part one, part two, part three.

UNEDITED

***

When they got back to his house, the first thing she planned to do was get in the shower and change into comfy clothes. He wanted them to watch movies out in the living room tonight but she didn’t exactly have the heart to tell him that she was exhausted. She changed into a pair of pajama bottoms and an old t-shirt, then made her way down the hall, knocking on the door of his bedroom.

“Come in.”

She opened the door slowly and peeked her head around the wood. “Hi.” She said quietly.

He was sat on the bed in sweatpants and a hoodie, hunched over and scrolling through his phone. She walked further into the room and sat on his bed next to him. “You alright?” he asked her.

“Mhm.” She stifled a yawn, flopping back onto his bed.

“You still down to watch movies tonight? You look tired.”

She can not say no to him for some reason. Of course, she’s tired! She’s been out all day long, and not to mention, was on a plane literally all morning. But he looked at her with excitement in his eyes and she just blurted out, “Definitely.”

He thought for a moment. “How about we watch movies in here?”

Her mind started to race. Because she’s imagined this—spending time with him, alone in his room, “watching movies” together. Although the outcome always ends up erotic, who’s to say they can’t just have a nice night in? “Kay.” It came out almost as a squeak.

He turned his body to look at her. “You sure you’re okay?”

“Yep. Fine.” She forced a smile.

He shrugged, as if to say “if you say so”, and went to connect his iMac to the projector his brother got him. He turned on Disney+, just because he knows her and he knows that whenever she had the chance, she would watch Captain America: Civil War. He doesn’t ask her why, but that is her favorite film, without a doubt.

And it recently occurred to him that her favorite film in the Marvel Cinematic Universe isn’t technically an Avengers film, though she lives and breathes the Avengers. She told him it’s her favorite because it’s the first “Avengers” film with Spider-Man in it, and, in her words: “Tom Holland is perfect”. So, he assumes, she only watches the movie for Tom Holland, although she’ll tell him that it’s because of the action and the plot and blah, blah, blah.

He knows the truth.  

He clicked ‘play’ on the film and the opening music began, causing his girl to snap her head toward the wall across from them. “Yes!” she chanted. She sat up and situated herself against the headboard of his bed, using one of his throw pillows as a cushion.

While she was getting comfortable, he went into the linen closet across the hall from his bedroom and got one of his throw blankets from back home in New Jersey. It’s thick, and he thinks she’ll appreciate it because she’s always cold. He came back and tossed the blanket over her lap before sitting next to her.

“Comfy?” he asked her.

She was already tuned out.

He poked her shoulder. “Hello?”

“Hm?” she didn’t take her eyes away from the screen.

“Are you comfortable?”

“Yeah.” She pulled her legs into her chest which made the blanket crumple up in her lap. He took it upon himself to take the blanket and wrap it around her shoulders instead, then he got closer to her, sitting his back against the headboard as well. He took an arm and pulled her into his chest, her head laying on his pec.

“How about now?” he kissed her head for what seemed to be the one-thousandth time today.

Dammit, Grayson, her mind chanted continuously, I can’t focus on Chris Evans if I’m laying on you and you smell as yummy as you do.

Maybe that was his intention—to have her mind so clouded and enwrapped in everything that is him that she wouldn’t be able to even comprehend the idea of anyone that doesn’t have his name.

He’s clever for that.

***

He knew she was sleepy. And he knew that she wasn’t going to sleep until she sees Spider-Man, though she’s seen this movie probably over three-hundred times since its release. She kept stirring to make herself stay awake, but then her eyes widened in the cutest way.

Well, in his opinion, everything she does is cute.

She sat up from his chest, rubbed her eyes, cupped her hands around her mouth, and said: “Underoos!”

She really does love this movie. And he didn’t think she loved it so much that she knew the lines, but apparently he was mistaken.

“Nice job, kid.” Said the screen when Spider-Man swooped into frame holding Captain America’s shield.

“Thanks. Well, I could've stuck the landing a little better. It's just the new suit…Well, it's nothing, Mr. Stark. It's—it’s perfect. Thank you.” she replied as Spider-Man.

“Yeah, we don't really need to start a conversation.”

“ Okay. Cap…Captain. Big fan, I'm Spider-Man.”

“Yeah, we'll talk about it later. Just…”

“Hey, everyone.”

“. . . Good job.”

He was in shock. Utter and complete shock. She leaned back into him, content and sleepy again. “You done?” he asked her.

“For now.”

He chuckled. Not much longer after, he felt her body settle against him, which indicated to him that she was drifting off to sleep. But by then, she’d wrapped her arms around his torso, and what kind of (almost) boyfriend would he be if he didn’t let her snuggle him? He wasn’t sure if she was completely asleep, so his plan was to wait until she was totally knocked out before picking her up and carefully placing her in her bed in the guest room.

So he waited until he heard a quiet snore come from her mouth, before carefully taking her arms from around his torso and scooping her up to take his into her room. He made it about halfway down the hallway before he heard a quiet mumble against his chest:

“What are you doing?”

He stopped walking. “I was taking you to your room.”

“No.”

“No…?”

“Movie’s not over.”

“You were snoring.”

She wanted to hit him because she does not snore, but she didn’t have the energy. “No, I wasn’t.”

“Okay,” he snorted, “what do you want me to do, then?”

“Go back.”

He sighed, turning swiftly and going back into his room, setting her back in her original spot before going to the restroom. When he came back, he found her in his bed.

In. his. bed.

Inside his bed.

Under the covers.

Ugh.

“Honey…what are you doing?”

“I got cold again.” She muttered, scooting deeper in the bed.

Now he won’t ever be able to take her to her room. Not that he necessarily wanted her to not be in here, but he knows his mind is going to race if the two of them sleep in the same bed tonight. He knows he’s going to think inappropriate things and his…friend may get excited—and how would he explain that if she were to wake up in the middle of the night and see it?

“So what, you’re gonna sleep in here?”

She shook her head, eyes stuck on the screen again.

“We both know you’re not going to stay awake the entire movie.”

“Shh.”

He shook his head at her, opting to take off his shirt to get into bed because he was going to sleep. She snuggled into him again, this time stopping when she felt bare skin against her cheek.

“You took off your shirt…” she said observantly.

“Well, yeah, do you expect me to sleep fully-clothed?”

“No?” it came out as a question.

“Does it make you uncomfortable?”

If it does, maybe you should sleep in your own bed.

“Nope.”

“Good.” He settled down into the bed to get warm. Even though it’s not cold outside or in the house, it’s cold in his bedroom. And he doesn’t know if it’s because of the temperature the thermostat is set to, or the fact that there’s a girl laying next to him that’s basically cold-blooded.

Like he expected, she was back asleep in under ten minutes. He knew she was way too tired to try and stay awake to finish the movie no matter how hard she rubbed her eyes to stay awake or nudged him, saying “this is my favorite part” on three different occasions. Her arms were wrapped around his torso again, but this time, her head managed to make its comfort on his abdomen instead of his chest. He had a hand on her back, probably to keep her warm since the way she was laying had the back of her frame uncovered by the covers. He decided then that it was in fact late and he should go to sleep. He turned off the projector, plugged both of their phones into the chargers next to his bed, and shut his eyes.

***

“Grayson.”

“Grayson.”

“Ugh.” She almost punched him in the chest, trying to squirm out of his tight grip on her. “Get up, you ass.”

“What?” he groaned.

“I’m hungry, let me up.”

His eyes darted to the clock on his nightstand. 3:39 am. “You couldn’t have waited another couple hours?”

“No. I want my ice cream.”

He moved his arm from her and she scooted from the bed. “Thanks.” She left the room, barefoot and cold, quickly moving her feet along the hardwood to the kitchen, where she found her ice cream in the freezer. She rummaged through a couple of drawers for a big spoon, then she made her way back to Grayson’s bedroom and climbed back in the bed. She opened the pint and scooped some onto the spoon, putting it in her mouth and savoring the flavor. “Mm.”

“Gimme some.” She heard him mumble.

“No.”

“I just want to try it.” In truth, though it may sound strange, there was just something about the way that she ate the ice cream; the way she licked the spoon, the way she just had to let out little moans of bliss when she put the next scoop in her mouth. He wanted to taste her, and he thinks that now of all times wasn’t the best time to ask. But he also thinks by tasting her ice cream (that she directly tasted, though he’ll probably regret it in the future), his mind will be satiated for the moment.

“Fine.” She handed him the spoon and pint of ice cream. He took a scoop of the ice cream and put it in his mouth, licking the spoon after. “Stop that. You’re going to get your spit on my spoon.”

He put the entire bowl of the spoon in his mouth then, taking it out of his mouth and licking both sides of the spoon with a flattened tongue. “Here.” He handed it back to her.

“I’m starting to not like you.”

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[madphantom]

The Sound of Life - Chapter 13

During that time they also spent a few days on the set of Phantom. Jessica Harper, who played Phoenix, showed them around. William Finley was busy with his headaches. Winslow met him in the cafeteria where the actor was sitting with an ice pack on his head. He was wearing the leather outfit, but no make-up and his hair was messy.

"Hi," Winslow greeted him.

"Hi," William replied with a weak smile. "Jeez, how did you survive that helmet?! It's killing me!"

Winslow laughed. "I didn't really pay attention to that."

William chuckled. "I can imagine that." He put the ice pack down and sighed. "So, how you been doing?"

"Quite well. I met Michael Jackson a while ago."

William raised his eyebrows. "Really? Awesome."

"And you?"

"Yeah, well, most of the time I've been shooting the stuff here." William laughed. "I hope I'll get it right. I tend to act rather dramatically."

"Well, I am drama in person, so don't worry about that." Winslow grinned. "What are you guys shooting today?"

"The Beef scene. Kinda controversial stuff."

Winslow raised an eyebrow.

"Of course we're all rooting for you, man," William quickly assured him.

Winslow smiled. "I haven't met your Beef yet. What's his name?"

"Oh, it's Gerrit. Gerrit Graham. Funny guy." William laughed. "The cast gave him the plunger as a Christmas present. We painted it gold."

Winslow laughed as well. "A golden plunger?! How many times did you shove that thing in his face during the shower scene?"

A smile spread on William's face. "Six times."

"Six times?!" Winslow laughed. "Oh dear."

"It was a lot of fun."

"Oh, I believe that." Winslow chuckled.

The door opened and Phoenix and Jessica came in. Phoenix was holding Melody.

"A baby!", William squealed as soon as he spotted them.

"You mean me or Leach Junior?", Jessica asked.

"The cuter one."

"That would be me," Phoenix said and sat down next to Winslow. She smiled. "Hi William. Cool costume."

"Thanks."

"You look like my Pa," Melody said.

William laughed. "I hope so!"

The door opened and another actor walked in.

"Hi Gerrit!", Jessica greeted him and Winslow turned around.

Gerrit did not quite look like Beef, but Winslow was secretly happy about that. He wasn't sure whether someone who actually looked the same wouldn't have triggered something in him.

"Stay away from me, I'm having a cold!", Gerrit announced. "Hi Mr Leach, Mrs Leach. I'm Gerrit Graham."

"Hi."

"Hi."

"Brian asked me to tell you guys to buy some junk food."

Jessica jumped up and did a little chicken dance. "Junk food night!"

"Hyping us up before the Life at Last scene," Gerrit explained.

"Sounds like Brian," William laughed.

"Put on your shoes, Will, we're going shopping!", Jessica yelled.

What followed was a bizarre scene that could have been straight from a comedy movie. The cast, still in their costumes, and the Leaches marched out of the Majestic. People turned around in surprise. Somebody yelled "Hey, look, it's Winslow Leach!" He signed a couple autographs and the squad entered the supermarket. They marched straight into the candy aisle.

Five minutes later they left with five bags full of crisps, popcorn, chocolate and cookies.

They watched the final product a couple weeks later in a small room with a projector at Paul Hirsch's. Melody was at Lucy's. Phoenix and Winslow didn't think the movie would be suitable for a seven year old. Brian brought popcorn. Gerrit brought Pepsi. They all sat down comfortably and Paul Hirsch clicked play.

The movie started with a narration about Swan read by Rod Serling. Winslow raised an eyebrow. "Wow. You actually got the guy to do this?"

"He loved it," Brian replied.

The black background with the white bird then faded into the Juicy Fruits performing Goodbye Eddie Goodbye. It was obvious they were enjoying themselves a lot. Winslow had a good laugh at William's face in the poster scene.

"The Juicy Winslow Leach at the piano," Phoenix commented and the crew laughed.

The movie proceeded with Philbin and Swan discussing some evil plan in their box.

"I actually have no idea what they were talking about," Winslow noted. "Might as well have been the weather."

"Probably not," Jeffrey commented.

Everyone agreed that the shot with the camera circling around William playing the piano was great. They had a good laugh about his dramatic headbanging.

"I was lucky my glasses didn't fly off," the actor chuckled.

The next scene was Philbin stealing Winslow's music. George Memmoli played his part really well. And Winslow laughed like crazy at the way William pushed "Philbin" against the wall and the sound of shattering glass in the background.

What followed was Winslow being thrown out of Death Records. Brian complained about the Swan Song fiasco with Led Zeppelin. Then came the scene in which Winslow met Phoenix. Both leaned forward.

"This is gonna be interesting," Phoenix commented. This was followed by a "Jessie, your singing is amazing, by the way."

"Thanks," Jessica smiled.

"Your chemistry is on top," Winslow noted during the scene. "Ten of ten."

Phoenix laughed at Jessica's confused face after William flashed her with "I would never let my personal desires influence my aesthetic judgement". "Yes, I probably looked like that!"

"You did," Winslow confirmed.

Later they had another good laugh at William in a flower dress trying to sneak in. "I wish I'd witnessed that happening!", Harold yelled. Then Paul appeared.

Winslow was honestly impressed. The friendly little man had perfectly embodied Swan. This guy who was frequently referred to as the Human Muppet had captured the evil spirit like he'd been destined to play Swan. Winslow shivered. He wasn't the only one.

"Was that really acting?", Archie asked.

"Hopefully," Jeffrey mumbled.

"I don't want to know what ancient evils we unleashed," Harold said.

Paul just laughed. "Who knows."

The next scene was the cops finding a beaten up Winslow. This was followed by William dramatically yelling into the camera that he was innocent.

"That was brilliant," Winslow commented. "Perfectly on point!"

"You have no idea how many shots this face took me," William replied.

Next up came some evil little man announcing that Winslow's teeth would be pulled. The real Winslow bared his teeth and pulled a werewolf number which caused some giggles.

The scene then faded into Winslow's escape from Sing Sing prison. William quickly told an anecdote about all the times the scene with the box had gone wrong while Winslow's on-screen counterpart raged through Death Records.

Winslow knew what was coming up now and so did Phoenix. He suddenly felt her hand in his and turned his head a little to see her giving him a little reassuring smile. He was well aware that she was afraid that the following scene would trigger something in him.

It didn't. William saved the day. As soon as he realized what a bomb was about to hit he burst out dramatically explaining how the scene had almost gone wrong and how he almost became Winslow's "Exact Doppelganger". Winslow objectively admired William's remarkable acting skills and secretly wondered why the actor wasn't famous yet.

The next scene caused Brian to explain why the split screen he'd used was a stroke of genius. The crew listened in amusement until the bomb exploded.

Next up came a bit with Swan in his office and then Winslow confronting him. The height difference between William and Paul was utterly hilarious. The scene was followed by Jessica singing Special to me for the audition. Everyone marveled at how similar her voice was to Phoenix'.

Then came the scene in which Swan adjusted Winslow's voice box and made Winslow sign the contract. Next up Paul singing Phantom's Theme with montages of William and Jessica with a black background. It looked wonderfully dramatic.

The next trigger came up now. It was Beef.

Thanks to the fact that Gerrit didn't look quite exactly like Beef Winslow relaxed again. However, he had to admit that accent and attitude were on point. Gerrit blushed when he told him.

There was the epic scream scene which caused Winslow's to have a laughing flash at the drama of William's acting. During the shower scene Gerrit mentioned that he did not recommend snorting powdered lactose. His acting in that scene and the next one were hilarious. Then Harold performed Somebody Super Like You followed by Life at Last and during Life at Last Winslow excused himself for a few minutes and left to prevent himself from getting a panic attack. He came back in to George Memmoli yelling "Somebody get a fire extinguisher!" and thoroughly enjoyed the Old Souls and dressing room scene, as well as the first rooftop scene. During the second rooftop scene Phoenix wrapped herself around Winslow, who made it a point to marvel at William's acting and compliment him on it until the actor was blushing.

What followed was Paul confronting William. Again everyone was crazed at how this human muppet played Swan. Then came the tape room and the wedding, and after a very dramatic death scene for Swan they got the ending which was slightly differing from reality: Winslow's death.

Phoenix laughed at how Jessica managed to look so desperate. "I just thought of school," Jessica commented. Winslow was delighted by the dramatic ending scene with the flaming bird sealing William's doom. "Awesome. Perfect. Like, really perfect. Great job."

"Release?", Brian asked.

"Hell yeah, release!"

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[buttercream-imagines]

I saw you giving advice and thought I'd ask you, I'm really sorry if this seems weird. Lately, I just feel pathetic, and just really sad. I have no idea why. I've always struggled with the way I feel about my thighs (they're bigger than usual). And i just feel really crappy. I'm sorry for dumping this on you. The only thing that's been keeping me smiling is my idol, Robert Downey Jr. (Iron man) so any advice on what to do?. PS love your writing ❤️

No need to apologize my dear! I’m happy to be here for all of you. And thank you! I’m glad you like what I write ❤️

This is kind of hard to give advice on because I’m on the same boat. For my whole life I’ve struggled with my weight. I’ve been trying (and failing) to go on diets for as long as I can remember and I’m always left feeling even more miserable in the end. So it’s hard for me to give you solid advice without feeling like a hypocrite. Nevertheless, I’ll do my best (and hopefully take some of this to my own heart as well).

Wear clothes you like. If you like dressing up, do it for no reason. If you like sweatpants, wear them whenever you can. Make yourself feel good. On days when I wake up and think “Today is going to be shitty,” I counteract that feeling by putting on a bomb ass outfit and doing my make up and hair. It really puts a positive spin on your life. When you feel like you look good on the outside, you’ll feel good on the inside.

You have to fake it til you make it. Even if you don’t really feel confident, hold your head high and play pretend. Eventually, with time, you won’t need to fake it anymore. I know that sounds far-fetched but believe me. It’s like, you get into this pattern of loving yourself and it starts to feel natural.

I’m sitting in bed right now trying to think of what to say to you to make you feel better and I’m coming up short. It’s so hard to tell someone to love their body and themselves when you struggle to do so yourself. The truth is, everyone has issues with their body. Literally everyone. I have a friend who is barely 100 pounds, is perfectly healthy, but hates her body because she is too skinny. We think we want this body or that body but once you have it, you’re only going to find something new to hate. It’s how we’re programmed. We watch people on TV and online and we’re always striving to look how they look but I don’t think we’ll actually be happy once we’re there. We’re given one life and one body and it’s our job to love it no matter what. Sure we can work to lose a couple pounds, but we can never forget to continue loving ourselves throughout the whole process.

I said earlier that I’ve always struggled with my weight and self-worth. The one time I remember truly being content with how I looked was in my senior year of high school when I had a boyfriend. Looking back I realize how unhealthy that is. I only felt beautiful because he made me feel that way. No one should need another person to make themselves feel beautiful. We need to find the beauty within ourselves, not in a picture online or in the words coming out of someone else’s mouth.

Learning to love your body is not going to be an easy process. You’re going to cry when the dress you bought five months before an event doesn’t fit when the day comes around and you’re going to stare at your reflection in the mirror and cry in frustration. It will happen. But some day, you’re going to buy a kick ass pair of booty shorts that show off those thighs of yours and you’re going to say, “I love my body.” When I wore my first crop top in public, I was so nervous. Your girl is 215 pounds with a belly to show for it. The thing was, I really liked the top. I felt good in it. I knew my belly was showing but I was comfortable and I felt good. I looked my insecurity in the mirror and said, “You’re alright.” Now I wear bikinis and crop tops and I flaunt the body God gave me. And yes, I still look in the mirror and cry. I still google diets with plans to pursue them only to abandon them the next day. I will never 100% love my body, but that’s because I’m human.

Life is hard and sadness is inevitable. Don’t be afraid to talk to people about how you’re feeling, even if it is just to vent. It feels good to get your emotions off your chest. If you’re feeling particularly down one day, don’t lock yourself in your room with your blinds shut and your lights off. Go outside. Climb a tree and see the world in a new way. Go to a coffee shop and people watch. Order a new drink from the cute barista and give him/her a bright smile. Compliment a stranger. Wave at the person in the car next to you. Sit in your favorite spot in the house with a good book or your favorite Iron Man movie (might I suggest Civil War? I know it’s Captain America technically but damn if that isn’t my favorite Marvel movie). Write how you’re feeling. Keep a journal to look back on to remember how you once felt. On days when you feel good the journal can sit on a shelf as a reminder that things always get better. Because they do always get better.

I don’t know if this helps. Like I said, this is so hard. I’m getting a little choked up writing this because I relate so hard to what you’re saying. But someday, someone will love your thick thighs as much as someone will love my pudgy belly. And someday that someone will be you, and that’s what matters most.

I’ll paraphrase from something I once read to end this post:

Maybe you have thick thighs or wide ribcages. It’s easy to hate these non-zero size body parts. Don’t. With your legs you can run a marathon if you want to, and your ribcage is nothing but a carrying case for strong lungs. You can scream and you can sing and you can lift up the world, if you want. The best thing you can do with your body is use it to mobilize your beautiful soul.

xx

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