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neverchecking · 11 months

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Yoo, can I request sub!wild w/ reader? i was thinking like reader could just be teasing him by sucking on his neck, marking him up, ykyk and he's below them desperately trying to grind up against them. bonus points if he comes untouched >:)

have a good day!! or night!! or evening!!!!

You have a good day as well, anon! You absolutely can request that. I mean my favorite boy, being a big ol' sub? Sign me the F U C K up. This is also kind of an apology since my last Wild bit kind of, admittedly, wasn't up to my own standards. It was rushed and not as polished as I normally like. It was deleted twice and I was just over it at that point but that's no excuse. Anyway, I hope this makes up for it, Darling!

And you know I'm going for those bonus points.

Smut, so 18+, MDNI.

Smut CW: Wild is a subby baby boy, you edge him a little, he busts a little prematurely with no touching (BONUS POINTS), and you know me. He cries just a little.

His Home

The difference in the way people treated him varied. It varied a lot. It ranged from people taking one look at his scars and treating him like some form of monster that had escaped from it's cage to people automatically bowing to his every whim-- deeming him some form of warrior who had faced battles far past their comprehension. Some people tried to hide their whispers behind cupped hands and side glances while others outwardly made their disgust known.

It was just the way it was.

At least in his Hyrule, however, he had a safe haven. A home. A place he could go to, to hide and recollect himself enough that dealing with the public was palatable once more. The civilians of his Hyrule knew he was the Hero, yes, but that didn't stop them. They still talked about how he had failed. How he was a century too late. How it didn't matter what he did, because they had grown accustomed to the Calamity. That he had done it for his own pride when that wasn't the case at all. Of course, he knew why he did it. He did it to avenge the fallen champions. He did it to free Flora, who had been fighting non-stop for a hundred years. He did it to ensure his home remained safe and sound.

Because you were his home. You were his sanctuary. You were the one to collect him into your arms and hold him close, gently whispering soft comforts into his ear, the one who was humming a half-remembered lullaby to sooth his nightmares. You remained a stone pillar of patience and comfort for him to follow. Like a beacon calling him to his Goddess.

Then he was dragged away from his home. He went kicking and screaming, make no doubt about it, but it didn't stop that Fraud from pulling him away. He was dropped with his sword brothers, which was...fine (Fine was a good word for it). But they weren't you. They had nothing on you. They could dream of being half of the comfort you were.

That wasn't even the worst of it, however. No, the worst was the face that he had now lost his safety blanket. His one hold over his own crumbling sanity was eons away and the only way he could even hope to reach them was through luck alone and Hylia's filthy grace.

Neither of which he would bet any amount of rupees on. If he were a betting man, that was. But he wasn't.

He wouldn't bet anything on making it back to you in a timely manner.

But life had a way of surprising him, he supposed, as he blinked bleary eyes open only to find familiar surroundings. The stale smell of the forest, the cool feeling of dew and dirt under his palms, even the drifty breeze flowing through his hair. It was all enough to remind him that while he wasn't quite home just yet he was close. Closer than he had been in so long.

He could practically taste you on his tongue already, the salty tang of your sweat; hear the lustrous harmony of all the sounds he could pluck from you. Just thinking about the heat of your skin under his palms, smooth and unmarred unlike his own, had him buzzing with epinephrine. He was sure even the others could pin something was different with him as the minute they entered Hateno they had wandered off to the inn and allowed him to wander off. Which was perfectly fine with him.

He had it all planned out as well. He'd get home, scoop you into his arms tight enough you would never doubt his love for you. His absolute devotion to your being. How nothing, not even time itself, could separate the two of you. Nothing could keep him from you.

Then he'd pepper an absolute flurry of kisses all over your face, neck, anywhere he could reach, just to hear your giggles ring out in pure glee. Feel your arms wrap around his own neck, fighting to return the affection only for him to make the action nearly impossible. How could he break apart from you long enough?

Of course, he would, only to press your lips together in a heart stopping kiss. Just so you could steal his very breath from his lungs. And he'd let it happen. Just to make you happy.

It didn't happen. The reason you and him paired so well together was because you surprised him at every turn. At any given point you could turn him onto his head and throw him for a loop. And he lived for it. The excitement and the rush of following you into unknown waters. It was so addicting.

This was all proven when instead of him trapping you in his arms, you pounced first-- as if waiting for him by the door. You didn't even give him the chance to act before wrapping your arms around his neck, crashing your lips together in a flurry of desire and fondness. Distance does make the heart grown fonder or something, he didn't know. His brain had began the shut-down process, too overwhelmed on emotions and a lack of blood.

When you dragged him to the stairs leading to the loft, positively filthy promises leaving your lips making him stutter. His heart was in his throat, pumping wildly in an effort to make up for all of his blood rushing to his cock-- which stirred to life in his pants.

He hadn't even known he was so pent up until you were pinning him to the bed, hips a familiar weight against his as you dragged your clothed core over his own. It was like being hurdled into the deep end within seconds as something hot and fiery and untampered roared to life in his veins.

His hips bucked wildly, aching for some sort of friction that he desperately needed. He would take anything you gave him, of course, but couldn't you take mercy on his poor, tattered soul? He would slaughter Ganon a million times over should you just lower yourself a bit more. Just give him a little more, please.

The feelings of your lips on his neck had him jolting as his own hands latched onto your hips in a positively bruising grip. Teeth gently nipping at skin before your molten tongue was lapping at the indents, soothing the slight sting. It was all so erotic, positively prurient, and he could barely contain himself. He knew he was whining. High keens full of begging and pleading pleas. He knew he was whimpering. Bordering on too overstimulated to actually do anything, but not stimulated enough to actually burst. It all felt tight and frustrating, with salty tears pooling in the corners of his eyes.

"Wildflower, please-" He cried out, nails clawing up your back as you moved from the hickey you had previously been working on to an unmarked patch of skin. You hummed against him before gently snapping your teeth on the skin again.

It was too much, but not enough. Just enough to keep him right there, but not enough to teeter over, not yet. At least you seemed to take into account his plea, humming in consideration against his skin before pulling off with a positively lewd pop. You weight settled onto his lap, at long last, before you were returning to your previous endeavor.

It only too one roll.

One roll of your hips, plump and perfect, with just enough weight to stoke his cock in just the right way. One salacious rock of your lower body, pushing against his own in a rush of lust and heat. One roll to have him absolutely shattering underneath of you.

Just the push he needed to have him jutting up into you, in an embarrassingly juvenile move, crying out in pure ecstasy with fat tears finally rolling his cheeks. It was an uncomfortable feeling to be reminded of how tightly wound up he was, but to be reminded of how tightly around your finger he was wound? It was pure bliss. To know that he was yours in such a way that you didn't even have to touch him to have him coming undone was salacious enough to have him remaining hard.

To know that you were such a comfort to him, his home, to have him this `devout to you was enough to have him restarting his entire being as fast as he possibly could if only to pin your stunned form beneath him.

He had to show his faith somehow, didn't he?

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melpomene-writes · 9 months

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til’ the day i die

yoo jeongyeon x gn!reader // fluff

being with yoo jeongyeon is as settled as you’re ever going to get.

you have everything someone settled for the rest of their life should have: a home to crawl back to when you’re done taking han’s money down at the riverfront, a business that makes more money than any other place in town, a kid who looks up at you to learn how to throw a baseball, and a woman who waits up for you until the morning.

settled never sounded so good; never sounded this way when your sister would write home about her married life.

jeongyeon looks up from behind the counter, her brow furrowed and her mouth forming what you’re sure to be another “y/n y/l/n, if i catch you…” lecture. you smile and dip under the countertop, sliding up next to jeongyeon, taking the pie plate out of her hands.

“what are you doing?”

you just give jeongyeon your best devil-may-care grin and trap the taller woman against the counter, seeing jeongyeon’s eyes flash in the solitary light near the door.

night has settled and you have settled in yoo jeongyeon’s home, content to put away your tendenices and instincts telling you to run until jeongyeon gives you a reason to pull them out again, which doesn’t seem likely until eternity is over.

“i might love you ‘til the day i die,” you whisper, the darkness swallowing your words as soon as they leave your lips.

jeongyeon’s mouth quirks up and she smiles at you like she knew that already. fingers slide around your waist, grabbing at your shirt.

it doesn’t feel like you’re being held back down because you know you could break the hold any time you want; know that jeongyeon holds all the cards, but she lets you play them; know that you can leave but you can always come back.

yoo jeongyeon won’t ever hold you back, and you’re not planning on letting go any time soon.

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being with you is as free as yoo jeongyeon is ever going to get.

her whole life has been constructed in concrete, with set plans and instructions to be followed and men to obey, but you, her lover, have picked the lock around her heart and set her at the edge of wild and told her to find her way back.

she stumbled and fell behind and skinned her knee a time or two, trying to follow your pace, but you always circled back and picked her up; always made sure jeongyeon knew the way back to the beaten path, if she wanted to turn around.

jeongyeon wanted to tell you, “you’re beating down a path in front of me. i’ll follow that one,” but the words get lost in between glances over plates drowning in barbeque sauce, poorly shed tears for jinhyun and his lost limb, and han’s yells for you to stop cheating him out of his money, so she stops trying to say it and starts showing it instead, in lingering kisses and running when she knows she would have walked, just so you know.

“what are you doing?” she asks, not expecting a forward answer anyway. you just grin at her; the grin that makes her forget about why you’re lying about kevin, or swearing during church services, or letting the alcoholics desperate for a drink have a swig of the flask beneath the counter, or even how ridiculous it is to bury a little boy’s arm.

freedom was a mythical idea she used to dream about at night, something that had no place in her world of structure and safety, but you insisted on it: jumping out of trains, walking through bees, running from her husband, lying under oath, taking risks where she would usually not. freedom was just a dream until a vagabond with wild hair crept out of the forest and showed her how to live.

you step closer and jeongyeon is pinned against the counter, the cool glass of pie containers against her arms.

“i might love you ‘til the day i die,” she feels against her cheek.

she slides her hands around your waist, fingers slipping under your shirt and smiles, because she knows; she feels the same.

you may go running off sometimes — “i’m a free spirit,” you tell everyone whoever asks — but you always reach back, take jeongyeon’s hand, and bring her along for the ride.

🥺 fluff.

#kpop x reader #kpop imagines #twice x reader #twice imagines #twice jeongyeon x reader #twice jeongyeon imagines #yoo jeongyeon x reader #yoo jeongyeon imagines #girl group imagines #gxg imagines #kpop #twice #twice jeongyeon #yoo jeongyeon #jeongyeon #girl group #gxg

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ribbondee · 11 months

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Three Little Words, a PMATGA Nether Princes Oneshot

Summary: Being a dad is tough. Especially when you have four kids, and said kids are each a miniature tornado all on their own.

This was written as a gift for @toad-in-a-trenchcoat for their Nether Princes AU.

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"DAD!"

"Daddy!"

"Da da!"

"*grunt*"

Betrayus woke up with a start. He was being tugged, jumped on, and shaken.

All four of the pups continued to do this like they did every morning, shouting all the while.

"I'm up I'm up-"

They stopped and began to hover in front of the throne.

"Daaaaad I'm hungry", whined Blinky.

"Dad, I had a bad dream", Inky cried.

"I frew up", said Pinky. As for Clyde, he just let out a large belch.

Betrayus just sat up (or did the best a ghost could in that regard). "Go to Buttler. He'll fry you all up some slugs."

With that, the quartet let out cries of glee and zoomed away.

The dad stretched, if he had bones they'd surely be cracking. Almost every day he asked himself why he continued to adopt more as they were discovered. One was alright. Two was a bit challenging. Three was pushing it. Four… oh no.

It wasn't all bad. He fondly recalled all the nights he had spent with the pups snuggled up against him, and how he had found himself growing attached.

But still. He was always so tired, reaching levels of exhaustion he had no idea was possible.

His original plan was to maybe catch a few more hours of sleep when…

"ARGH", came Buttler's distant voice. Oh. Not again.

Betrayus wasted no time in flying over to where the noise had come from. Yep. Clyde had bitten poor Buttler on the arm, apparently impatient.

"CLYDE", Betrayus shouted, "NO! DROP IT! HE'LL LEAVE A BAD TASTE IN YOUR MOUTH!"

Clyde did so, then Buttler sullenly went back to preparing the pups' breakfast.

"Daddy", three out of four pups squealed, floating up to him and hugging him. Clyde just stood by. This wasn't surprising; he still apparently wasn't used to typical displays of affection. In fact, Clyde did many things not considered typical.

Instead of talking, he communicated via grunts or single words. When he was angry, he would growl and bark. He truly was more like a wild animal than a baby.

This of course wasn't surprising in the slightest; when he was found, he was living with a pack of Netherworld creatures.

In fact, poor little Clyde was the one Betrayus was the most concerned about. Did Clyde even feel anything at all towards him? What would it be? Neutral? Love? …resentment?

Betrayus shuddered internally at that last option. He began to frown, much to the concern of the three hugging pups.

His eyes met Clyde's, who looked a bit confused. He found himself smiling and gesturing for Clyde to join in the hug.

Clyde looked unsure. Betrayus continued to gesture and coo towards Clyde.

Finally, Clyde began to slowly hover towards his dad. He looked at his siblings, apparently observing their behavior. He then flung himself forward, putting his little nubby arms around Betrayus as far as he could. He nuzzled his face into his dad's form, much to the shock/delight of Betrayus.

"I… lawf yoo."

Betrayus paused. "What?"

"I lawf yoo", Clyde squeaked again.

It was mispronounced, but it was obvious what he was saying. "I love you."

#pmatga #pacman and the ghostly adventures #nether princes au #fanfiction #ficlet

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ghostdrinkssoup · 1 year

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*jazz hands* hey dudes I’m back with more hannibal notes/reactions (s1 ep11) except it’s just the silly goofy ones 🥹

omg is chilton back ??

“poke around a psychopath’s mind, bound to get poked back” haha hi there s2

ocean imagery, ice turning into water, drowning 😳 (twotl is that you ??)

well at least gideon knows how to hold himself accountable 🤷‍♀️

chilton is such a gaslighter omg

“worked for me” killing as a substitute for divorce almost worked for hannibal too 😩 *mizumono flashbacks*

see will would lowkey be the most op serial killer ever. he absorbs all their techniques and shit, he’s like the avatar except instead of past lives it’s all the killers he’s analysed LMAO

^^ will really could’ve picked any career field. like I know his empathy is a ✨metaphor✨ but also if he can presumably get into anyone’s head and relive their experiences then damn he could really do whatever he wants but no, his dream career was this bullshit </333

alternate reality where will gives up being a criminal profiler and becomes a gothic poet like if u agree

“I just feel like somebody else” - hannibal is just sitting there listening to will unravel like 😊

“I feel crazy” “it is what you fear most” omg he really is just like me fr 😩

“will, you have me as your gauge” - I love how this is hannibal feigning security (and being a manipulative piece of shit) but also hannibal being like 🥺 I want you to rely on me. I am your paddle <3 I hate him he’s the worst therapist and boyfriend to ever exist

^^ also the idea that they’re the same 😳

^^ also FORESHADOWING

HELLO AGAIN WATER IMAGERY

YOO I DIDN’T THINK THE TONGUE/CHURCH MURDER WOULD COME BACK I SAID I KINDA WANTED TO SEE IT IN EP7 LMAOOO *flashback music*

be careful what you wish for kids

oh freddie we’re really in it now

“gave you something better to do with your tongue than wag it” THAT WAS SO OUT OF POCKET LMAO

not the dating imagery again </333 why do all the killers in this show want to date hannibal,, my fave romcom fr,,

gideon is like *tears up* freddie don’t fuck with me rn

chesapeake ripper mimicking kills and throwing himself into the fray? that’s very copycat killer of him… it’s almost like they’re the same- *gunshot*

severed arm, observatory, boom gottem

hannibal was like 🙄 yeah I got your invite, I saw on my ipad. I don’t want to fucking date you *calls the cops*

hannibal is such a snitch damn

the beginning of chilton’s looney tunes suffering arc (it only gets worse from here)

FREDDIE JUST STANDING THERE 😭 this would be so horrible to witness jesus

“I feel like fluid, like I’m spilling” WATER IMAGERY

don’t let go jack *my heart will go on plays distantly in the background*

^^ this appearing in the same episode as all that ice imagery? this really is titanic omg

“it’s hard to shake off something that’s already under your skin” this line BANGS

doesn’t will like,, run off in this scene?

THE STAGGGG OH SHIT

it’s gonna take him to hannibal’s house omfg

GIDEON IS GONNA FOLLOW WILL

NVM

why is will following the stag to hannibal lowkey romantic LMAOOO he’s gotta follow his heart and mental illness <3

“I was expecting the chesapeake ripper… not his boyfriend”

WILL IN THE CAR he’s not gonna walk to hannibal’s BSDBBSBD

NOT GIDEON CALLING WILL ILL GET ROASTED ??? TAKE THE L ???

gideon delivering will to hannibal all sheepish like “man sorry to do this I know it’s a bit awkward but I found your man out in the wild and thought I should probably take him home” 😭

HANNIBAL’S FACE LMAOOO he really said 😟

hannibal said no more girlboss only gaslight

GIDEON’S FACE HE’S LIKE WTF

hannibal deserved everything he got in s2 he was so fucked for this

the saddest thing about this is hannibal is the only person will trusts enough to be vulnerable and open with,,, the only one he feels safe enough to breakdown in front of. he’s a safe presence in his mind *screams in agony*

“he’s had a mild seizure” “that doesn’t seem to bother you” “… I said it was mild” NDNDHHD FUCK WHY IS THAT SO FUNNY

^^ whenever hannibal’s hypocrisy is pointed out to him he’s always so confused like “??? god guys it’s not like I HATE will I care about him ?? I’m his paddle ?? I’ll set his brain on fire and gaslight him to the point of mental collapse but it’s not like the seizure was that bad 🙄 he’s literally fine”

WHY ARE BOTH WILL AND HANNIBAL FUCKING ALANA OVER THIS EPISODE 😭😭😭

hannibal rlly said I want her GONE (it was very rude of her to kiss will 💔 god he’s petty)

hannibal being sweet to will now is so sick and twisted,, not the little smile,, I hate him

“I’m worried about alana” SHUT UP

alana :((( I’m sorry queen

BEDELIA ??? hello there <3 *thinking lesbian thoughts*

hannibal fr is like a child, he’s throwing around his favourite stuffed toy thinking it’ll be fine if the arm breaks, or an eye falls off. he’s too rough with no real regard for the consequences 😩

oh hannibal *head in my HANDS*

#ngl 90% of my notes were pure analysis #the silly goofiness is only like 10% 😭#my brainrot is so endless for this show like it did something to my brain chemistry #hannibal #nbc hannibal #will graham #hannigram #ghost reacts #ghost speaks

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theweirdestroller · 1 year

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Shiver

I finally decided to participate in Mermay. Got a bit of catch-up to do. But here's my first installment. The Mermay bingo I'm going off of is from @skumhuu

He was alone. Cross didn't quite know how he got here, but here he was. In the ocean, alone. Sand beneath his flippers and salt water surrounding him. Schools of fish swam past, only darting away when he moved. It was- relaxing. He felt free. Freer than he had since he was captured as a pup. Cross didn't swim, he just stayed. Watching the fish and other critters going about their lives. He should probably go on too.

Mismatched eyelights scanned the reef. Where would he go? How was life supposed to work under the waves? He tried to remember what Gaster taught him about shark behavior. Nothing came to mind. Except- Sharks had a tendency to live in shivers. Or, mersharks at least. Should he try to find others? Cross shook his head. He didn't want to think about how easily another mershark could tear him apart.

Maybe- yeah. He could just hunt for now. Build up his skills and get used to living outside of the lab. Then he could move on to settling a bit more. And maybe he could find a shiver. But, for now, he needed to be able to survive on his own.

Cross sat curled up on a rock. His eyelights scanning the area for anything dangerous or suspicious. There was the faintest bit of blood in the water, which he ignored. He hadn't heard anything, so the blood was likely from some unfortunate fish that was caught by another creature. The thresher debated on going and hunting for himself, but the water was too dark and his eyelights adjusted poorly. He would usually hunt closer to the surface, where plenty of light filtered through and he could see clearly.

"Yoo! Crossy!" The mer looked up, instantly spotting a red glow emerging from the darker water. A bull shark mer emerged, blood smeared on his skull, sharp teeth forming a wild grin. "Glad to see you haven't ditched us," Killer chirped playfully.

"As if," Cross huffed, nudging away his partner before any blood got on him. "Aren't you supposed to be with the others?"

"Nah, we didn't want you to be alone, after all, you've been up here makin' sure we all make it out," The smaller shark forced himself into Cross's arms, hugging tight. Cross froze up for a moment before sighing and returning the embrace. Killer let out a soft purr, relaxing Cross further. It was- nice. While the larger mer didn't mind waiting for everyone and keeping guard, maybe he did get a bit lonely. The thresher melted in his partner's embrace, exhaustion creeping up on him now that he was in familiar arms.

It wasn't long before Horror and Dust appears from the trench, Horror holding a large tuna and Dust with the rest of their catch. A school of pilot fish swarmed around the two sharks cuddled together. Cross let out a confused mrrp? before opening his eyes he didn't know he had closed.

"C'mon," Dust said, tail gently brushing over his two intertwined mates. "Lets get back to the twins," Cross stretched before swimming over and offering to help with the catch. Killer did the same and both ended up with a few things they brought back to the Depths.

Waiting there for the group to return were Dream and Nightmare, the goldfish settled on his brother's shoulder, talking about whatever ancient beings talk about in their free time. The warm, glowing entity darted down and greeted the sharks as they came in.

Once everyone was settled and eating, Cross paused from his meal. He looked over at everyone, securely nestled in Nightmare's tentacles, happy and content. He wasn't alone anymore. He had people, a lot of people. His time in the lab seemed so far away. Like it was a lifetime ago. And it might as well have been. Before, Cross was miserable and trapped. Now, he was free and living with the kindest beings he had ever met. And all of them cared about him so much. He finally had not only a shiver, but a family.

Cross smiled as he continued eating the squid Horror had caught especially for him.

#mermay 2023 #mermay #leviathantale #bad sanses #nightmare #dream #cross #dust #horror #killer #sharks #drabble

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foxymoxynoona · 7 months

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Whenever I reread Amended and the associated drabbles, I wonder a little about future teenage Ezra. Like, at some point will he butt heads with JK and Isabella? What will be his teenage angst and little (or not little?) types of push back on mom and appa? It also feels like the teenage years would be exactly the time that stupid Landon (ugh) might be the WORST type of influence in terms of passively encouraging any kind of rebellion.

Maybe I’m wrong and he just sails through it all becoming more loving - a kinder and more caring older brother, friend, and son, with his head on straight.

Maybe it’s who is Lily the teenage terror! (More likely)

Maybe everything is fine until Yoo Ki-Jung or Stig reappears in the story!!?!?!?! (Unlikely but maybe just enough to feel like a threat?)

I’m rambling.

Who knows? Well, you do, foxy, but it’s fun for the rest of us to dream.

I love this kind of question but I won't commit to a canon answer becaues I'd want to think through all the implications. Rebelling against family in some way is such an important part of adolescence, but in children from broken or mixed homes, that can look so very different --because there is more fear or feelings of responsibility involved, or because they've had to gain that independence and self-suficiency already, or because they went through that rebellion at an earlier age. And not all kids go through any major rebellion, depending on their relationship to their parents, their parents' lifestyle, and the future lifestyle the child wants.

I could kind of see Ezra going either way, to be honest, whcih is why I don't want to commit. I could see him not really feeling the need to have much conflict with Isabella or Jungkook because he had so much conflict with Landon when he was younger, and because he has a good relationship with his younger siblings, and because he feels secure in his ability to grow and change at a person without butting into limits that feel confining. Or I could see him finally shedding some of that sense of responibility he had to develop as such a young age and acting out in ways that really surrise Isabella and Jungkook, but it's because he needs the opportunity to really push boundaries and be "selfish" as an individual. The reasons for teen rebellion may be very developmentally normal and predictable, but the specific details can be totally baffling. Teenage hormones (and I don't just mean sexual) are wild and I think a lot of adults have a hard time remembering just how irrational those hormones make puberty.

But yeah, definitely so much fun to think about. I'm so reluctant to let those babies grow up that I haven't spent too much time thinking too far into the future, but I've definitely had some thoughts about what the future looks like for them all!

#amended #asks #anonymous

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katierosefun · 2 years

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and may’s over! god, what a month. what a month, in between finishing my thesis, finals, then graduating, may was . . . an insane month. can’t talk about may normally, but i did watch a few things, so let’s just ignore all my complicated feelings with may and get right into whatever the heck i watched.

korean drama:

the sound of magic

you know some shows that you feel like you would have loved back in high school? not in a bad way, but a really good way? like, something that you would have really needed in high school because for some reason, hella hard expectations are pushed on high school students and how are you supposed to know who you are when you’re only 17/18 years old?

sound of magic really . . . really made me think a lot about how turbulent those younger years are, in that when you’re a teenager, you’re often told exactly how to live your life and which path to follow and etc. somewhere along the way, those teenagers lose the love for their lives that they might have had as a child. no such thing as dreams, no such thing as magic or goodness in the world--only these harsh expectations and these thoughts that tell you to grow up into something that you don’t actually want to become.

so . . . anyways, as you can guess, this show follows a high school student yoo ah yi (choi sung eun) who’s struggling to pay back her father’s debt. suddenly, she meets this mysterious figure who calls himself a magician ri eul (ji chang wook) . . . and so her life changes. (and so does his, i would argue.) and gosh, where to start with this show . . . it’s a magical, magical experience. this show is also a musical, so there’s singing and dancing and just really fantastical sequences that reminded me of older disney movies, but in the best way possible. it’s just. bro. i dunno where to go with this except okay, sometimes the writing can be a little repetitive, but overall, i really enjoyed it. for those who are big fans of doctor who but specifically eleven’s era and peter pan but specifically the sequel return to neverland--generally, stories about magical figures who somehow are caught in this youth and somehow help people rediscover the childlike wonder they’ve been missing for a long time . . . 10/10 recommend. also, i began applauding at the end of the show like an idiot because that’s just how in love i was with this gosh darn musical magical show.

tv shows:

the wilds (season 2!)

so i have been obsessed with the wilds when it came out last year, and i’m obsessed with it again because you want a show about girls surviving the wilderness? you want a story that involves found family and sapphic couples and actually a+ representation that doesn’t feel half-assed? you want a really nuanced, compelling series about gender politics and the frustrations that comes with being a teenager in america? that actually explores all kinds of issues and actually has characters from all kinds of socioeconomic backgrounds from all over the country? and all of these issues, while very grim, are actually portrayed with respect and in as non-triggering a manner as possible? because this is it, baby!

for the sake of anyone who hasn’t seen this incredible show yet, i’ll keep myself from spoiling the second season--but it’s bonkers. it’s wild, and it’s in the best way possible. it just keeps bringing more and more nuance to the table, and i, for one, loved the second season and cannot wait for more. (seriously. if you haven’t watched this show yet, watch it! i believe each season is only about 8 episodes long, each ep being anywhere from 40 to 50 minutes, so . . . enjoy!)

movies:

the lion king ii: simba’s pride

i watched this movie because i was a) stressed out about my final assignment for a class and b) my friend was stunned by the fact i’d never watched this disney sequel (because i’ve watched the little mermaid and cinderella and peter pan sequels). in any case . . . maybe i’m a little stunted from this movie because i’ve watched the first lion king at least 3 or 4 times in a month to write a paper about it back in my junior year, but there were def some moments where i was tempted to turn to my friend and go “did you know in my class we talked about some of the political undertones of this film and--” but i digress.

what can i say? i thought it was a pretty okay disney sequel! mayhaps not my favorite (peter pan: return to neverland and the little mermaid: return to the sea will forever be my favorites), but i really liked how this film seemed to actually explore that . . . you know . . . simba is ScarredTM (no pun intended) from his childhood. intergenerational trauma! the fear that your child might make your same mistake! and so on and so forth.

joint security area

as i become more and more familiar with my heritage, i’ve started to watch more movies about the tension between north and south korea. i’ve definitely got a lot of family history there, and given that the split in korea is still pretty recent, there are so many families that still think about who they might have lost or who they could have potentially been friends with, if it weren’t for this huge event that happened nearly seventy years ago.

this movie definitely puts a lot of things into perspective. basically, it’s about a south korean soldier (lee byung hun) who befriends some north korean soldiers (song kang ho, shin ha kyun) in the dmz (that one space right between the koreas). i’ve fallen in love with director park chan wook’s movies, and this movie is really no exception. it’s a bit slower at the start than his other films, but it was so touching and yes, you’ll be crying by the time it’s finished. genuinely the movie about the tragedy of north and south korea, without necessarily talking about the korean war.

cafe noir

you know how you watch a movie and think to yourself “i would have loved this a year ago”? because that’s how i felt watching this movie. because i really do think i would have liked this movie maybe a year ago, when i was going through things that might have been more in conversation with this film.

basically, this movie is about a music teacher (shin ha kyun) who had an affair with one of his student’s mother. of course, this affair comes to an end when the student’s mother’s husband returns—and so this sad music teacher wanders around moping and sad and then this new woman comes along and i dunno where else to go with this summary except this film is 3 hours long and i think it’s the kind of film you can only watch if you’ve felt very crushed from some kind of break up before. (i mean…maybe don’t have an affair with a married person but like i get it, shin ha kyun’s character with the pretentious haircut and the turtleneck, i really do.)

thirst

bro all i’m gonna say is that i love park chan wook’s films for how they go from 0 to 100000 all the time and this was no exception but dude there were some scenes where i wanted to throw up a little so fair warning for that!

but anyways, this is still a solid vampire movie. it’s about this priest (song kang ho) who recovers from a mysterious illness except BOOM now he’s a vampire and oh, he’s now living in the house of an old classmate (shin ha kyun), as well as his classmate’s very tired wife (kim ok bin). dude, this movie is insane but it’s very good. sometimes you just wanna see people go apeshit. i took off a star and a half for some of the gross sounds though like seriously maybe don’t watch this movie when your stomach’s queasy.

doctor strange 2: multiverse of madness

okay so i consider the entire mcu as like . . . the cousin who i have mixed feelings about (they can be fun to hang around! but only for brief periods of time). this movie kinda proved that in that i think i liked this movie better than the first doctor strange, but mostly only because i would like to see doctor strange just accidentally adopt every single teenage superhero in the multiverse, including our lovely america chavez (xochitl gomez).

i won’t spoil the movie, but like…i couldn’t tell whether this movie was trying to take itself seriously or not. i thought there were some genuinely solid scenes, and i think this movie set up a lot of stuff for the future while also staying pretty true to trying to develop stephen’s character a bit more. like, i felt that i genuinely understood stephen strange by the end of this movie, so that was a bit of a surprise. not an unwelcome one, though! so in short: i liked this movie better than i thought i would.

leave no trace

there are some movies that are just so quiet and so long even though they’re not actually long at all, and while you get a little impatient at first, you just slowly get sucked in, and that’s how this movie felt.

this movie is about a young girl named tom (thomasin mckenzie) and her father will (ben foster), who live happily in the park. however, their lives are promptly uprooted when the police find them, and that’s where i think the movie officially starts.

like i said before, this movie is a very quiet one. it’s also insanely green. it’s beautifully made, and it really forces you to listen to the quiet and to pay attention to the kinds of quiet and the kinds of noise that might disrupt the movie. it’s lovely, and i found myself crying a lot by the time the movie ended because hm. leave no trace is a very quiet film that deals with loud messages, and i was surprised by just how subtle and yet so, so noticeable everything was. really a lovely film, and i do think that people should try to watch this film at least once in their lives.

tamako love story

okay so once you get past like the first 15 minutes or so where there are so many comparisons of mochi to boobs and butts (sigh), this movie was actually . . . oddly okay. not my favorite by any means, and i don’t think i’ll watch it again because it wasn’t my cup of tea, but it was cute! basically, it’s about childhood friends mochizou (atsushi tamaru) and tamako (aya suzaki), who’ve lived across each other their entire lives. one day, mochizou decides to confess his love to tamako, which changes their relationship as tamako wrestles with what to do with this confession.

to be honest, i didn’t really think i’d like this story that much, but as the movie progressed, i realized that this film was about a lot more than just a love confession. i was surprised with all the subtle hints at how this film was just as much about wrestling with one’s desire for things to remain steady/fear of change, fear of moving on. and i suppose maybe this movie might have made more sense to me if i watched the first movie (because i learned too late that this movie was a prequel), tamako market.

but in any case: this was cute. i’m not sure if i would recommend it per say, because i feel like i’ve seen movies with . . . stronger (?) characters and stronger storylines, but it was cute!

the assistant

i’ve wanted to watch this movie ever since i saw the trailer, so i decided to finally give it a watch, and my god, it was fantastic in the way that i have never felt so claustrophobic in a movie before. or so isolated. mostly isolated.

because that’s the kind of feeling this film gives you. following the assistant jane (julia garner), this film centers itself on the insidious nature of the entertainment industry. it’s worth noting that this movie is definitely in conversation with the #metoo movement, and while we never actually see anything violent or graphic on screen, there’s still quite a lot of . . . god, i don’t know how to describe it except it’s plainly horror. something so sad and dark and frightening about being a female assistant surrounded by guys who don’t seem to give two shits about your existence, the self-proclaimed nice guys who think they’re being helpful but are actually part of the problem, even the other female workers who willingly look away . . .

god. there’s just so many genius things about this movie in capturing the vileness of misogyny in the workplace without necessarily showing it. everything’s simultaneously subtle and yet glaring, and for that reason alone, i know this movie is perhaps one of the most genius movies of all time. literally obsessed. i think i’m going to recommend this movie to everyone, including the dudebros.

rewatch list:

hotel del luna

the call

the crowned clown

emma (2009)

#caroline recs #i feel like i actually watched fewer things this month than i expected huh #probably because i was so busy with finals + graduation + etc etc

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okay so I'm sobbing right now because i had a HUGE ask written for the recent chapter 11, but I'm pretty sure tumblr deleted it.... I'm going to cry

I don't know what you recieved but I'm pretty sure I sent something 😭 sorry about that

I'll just continue from where I left off because I don't have the energy to write it all again but just know I felt very much emotions and very much tears

Okay continuing from where Hana is in the medical tent and I'm crying because MY BABY HANA AJNOKOOO

"This is a safe space" — I really love y/n, I do. I love her I love her so love her (although it has just occurred to me that y/n is technically... me? I-)

HANA'S STYLE OF WRITING IS ADORABLE all the exclamation marks and speech stuff it's just so on point for her character ahhhhh I love her 😭

I love how cheerful she is but i wonder if she really is okay. Is she just pretending? Most probably, yeah, but i hope she works things out. I love hana, and i really want the best for her

That small moment with yoongi in the tent... omg my heart is beating so fucking fast 😭 the things this man does to me- he barely even said anything and I'm screaming

The darleans are 100% trying to reach y/n, I'm sure of it

Captain Yoo is PISSING ME OFF GET AWAY FROM MY MAN YOU STANKY ASS-

Major Ki is absolutely amazing, we love a queen who can take responsibility for her actions <3

NAYOON COMING BACK LETS FUCKING GO

Okay now... I have questions Taehyung's dead isn't he? I know he definitely is, considering literally circas have passed but I'm still so sad about that 😭 the darlean soldier they captured with the boxy smile... his excitement when he saw y/n and the immediate disappointment... why can't I get him out of my mind????? He's been one my mind since the last chapter and i just can't get him out of my head 😭💔

But yes I'm still crying over the dead darlarean soldier because I really wanted him and y/n to have more interactions, and also after the dream she had about him I'm just thinking about the betrayal he must have felt... God it hurts to think about

Anyway amazing chapter as always <3 my theory is the darlareans are trying to get in contact with y/n (perhaps the codes are from a worried General Jeon who wants her to come back? 👀)

The entire time i was SCREAMING at y/n to go PICK UP HER MF NECKLACE THE ONE WITH THE JEWEL YOU HAHDHDKAHDJSJAHDDH

I WAS IN TEARS JUST BEGGING PLEASE GO GET YOUR NECKLACE IT PROBABLY HAS SOMETHING TO DO WIGH THE CODE Y/N FOR THE LOVE OF GOD DONT DO THIS T O M E

anyway amazing chapter <3 10/10, the suspense is killing me. Beautiful.

Very sorry for the ask that tumblr ate up, but hopefully that won't happen next time. Bye~

I AM CRYING

THIS IS ALL I RECEIVED FOR YOUR FIRST ASK 😭 HELP INDEED

i can't believe tumblr had the audacity to eat up part of your heartfelt ask 😭😭😭 i can't imagine how frustrated you must've felt 😭

this chapter was a wild one! it was told in the span of several circas, and a lot happened during that time span😳 summer is a time when things get a little bloody, and you really see that affect the people around the oc. it's very much emotional and tear-wrenching, especially to lose people you care about (not permanently though, thank god)

PLS YOU LOVING THE OC BUT REALIZING SHE'S TECHNICALLY YOU I'M LAUGHINGGG

but tEchnically, she can be thought of as an entirely different character!—i designed her to have her own unique personality for a reason! only your names just happen to be the same!

LOL i had to figure out a way to translate hana's personality into her writing. it's really a pity that she lost her voice, but it's nothing that she can't handle!!

PLEASEEE EVERY SINGLE SCRAP OF A YOONGI MOMENT GETS ME GOING. writing them makes me so happy because i just imagine that i'm a side character, watching him from afar LMFAO. spoiler alert there will be a HEALTHY DOSE of yoongi moments in the next chapter

your theory is very interesting indeed 👀 but no spoilers from me!!

PLEASE YOU CUSSING OUT CAPTAIN YOO HAS ME ROLLINGGGG

and yes major ki is an absolute QUEEN. we love her. we admire her

NAYOON'S COMEBACK WAS THE MOMENT I WAS WAITING FOR AS I WAS WRITING THE WHOLE CHAPTERRR

😄😄 i cannot answer your very interesting question, but keep these thoughts going! as the story progresses, you're going to have even more of them LOL. they'll all be answered in due time 🙃

THANK YOU SO MUCH AS ALWAYS FOR LEAVING SUCH A BEAUTIFUL MESSAGE (ALBEIT TUMBLR ATE LIKE HALF OF IT). I ENJOYED READING EVERY SINGLE WORD OF IT <333

#ask #chimchiekookie #legends of darlaria #lod

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[ad_1] For Liu, Cheung inspired Asia’s gay community just by existing. “He was the only openly-queer superstar in the ‘90s,” he says. “And being accepted by his fans—due to his unique charisma and artistic achievements—he really showed that gay people can be themselves in a beautiful way… He was a significant figure to me and to my gay circle of friends. He showed us a silver lining. We hoped to be out and proud but we were not ready yet to fight the real world.”In 2019, Sandoval became the first trans woman of color to direct (and star in) a film competing at the Venice Film Festival, with her sensual social justice thriller Lingua Franca. Sandoval says she found inspiration in Cheung’s refusal to conform to gender norms. “I love that Leslie embraced and reveled in his queerness enough to manifest what made him sexy, captivating and singular,” she told GQ. “He was fearless, he didn't care what you thought, and he wasn't just going to fit conveniently into neat little boxes to please you.”The designer and restaurateur Humberto Leon, partner in the seminal downtown fashion boutique Opening Ceremony and now the chief marketing officer behind L.A. restaurant Chifa, learned Chinese from watching Cheung and Anita Mui movies and variety shows. “His exuberance and flamboyance was really attractive to me,” Leon says, “to see an Asian man be that was super cool.” Leon continued, “I was kind of watching a muse. It was like how you felt on the inside but somebody’s living that on the outside… Creatively, he’s always been at the back of my mind as a mood board of who I love, who has really kind of paved the way for me.”Even mainstream pop culture isn’t immune to Cheung’s influence. Earlier this year, BTS member V posted a clip of Cheung’s memorable mambo from Days of Being Wild on his Instagram and later posted a video of himself echoing those moves. Similarly, the Korean actor Yoo Ah-in has posted Leslie Cheung vinyl on his Instagram.The Bushwick bar Mood Ring, which aims to be a safe space for LGBTQ+ people of color, is unabashedly inspired by Wong’s filmography, from the In the Mood for Love-referencing name to a cocktail named after Tony Leung. Fittingly, a Happy Together neon sign and a Days of Being Wild (another of three Wong films that starred Cheung) tapestry get pride of place. “For those of us who love him, Leslie is an undisputed icon and forever star heartthrob of our greatest dreams,” Mood Ring founders Vanessa Li and Bowen Goh said via email. “His performance in [Happy Together] is heartbreaking… He's left us something that we'll be pondering for centuries.”Cheung’s Ho disappears about halfway through Happy Together, but his ghost lingers. When Leung’s Lai is crying into a tape recorder or cruising for trade in public restrooms, it’s Cheung that he—and we—are thinking of. Like In the Mood for Love, Happy Together is a film whose title betrays it. A movie about being home sick, about being love sick, about the struggle of immigrants and the impossibility of returning to better days—everyone’s always talking about going home in Happy Together, but they never get there. “I had no regrets until I met you,” Lai tells Ho at one point. “Now my regrets could kill me.” [ad_2] Source link

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sunrise.

pairing: firebender!renjun x avatar!reader

genre: angst, fluff

word count: 5.7k

author’s note: not me saying i’m not doing any sequels for master of all elements and now here we are almost a year later 😳 this idea has been on my mind for a while because i’ve always felt renjun’s story wasn’t quite finished yet, and now i’m finally sitting down to write it! please note that i do NOT have any plans to also write sequels for the other 00 line boys since i don’t feel that they are necessary. but then again who knows if i’ll change my mind in a year or two 👀

warning(s): violence, abuse, mentions of torture

“I can’t believe you’re up before noon,” a groggy voice says wryly.

You glance up, grinning from ear to ear, as Doyoung trudges into the kitchen. He’s wearing an airy green tunic with some baggy brown pants and straw slippers. His hair is a wild mess, and it’s clear he didn’t even bother to run his fingers through it. If someone were to pass him on the street, they would 100% think he was some beggar. You like to refer to his style as “hermit chic,” though he does not find it nearly as hilarious as you do.

“I made eggs and sausage!” you say proudly, pointing at your mangled attempt at sunny side-up eggs and burnt-to-a-crisp sausage links on the table.

He raises an eyebrow, pulling out a chair, as he examines the food. “Why does it look like lumps of coal?”

“Rude,” you retort, “You should be honored that the Avatar just made your breakfast. I woke up at the ass crack of dawn to make this for you, you know. I even went to the market and bought fresh eggs and meat with my own money.”

“You mean my money,” Doyoung corrects, “you have no money.”

You ignore him and sit down across from him, pushing a pair of chopsticks towards him. “Hurry and eat it before it gets cold.”

Doyoung gives you a look like he would rather eat actual coal but nonetheless picks up the chopsticks, warily poking at the food. “So, why did you do all of this again?”

“Well, since it’s my last day in Ba Sing Se, I wanted to give you a thank you gift,” you answer.

You’ve been training with Doyoung for the past six months, and you’ve finally mastered firebending. You were originally supposed to train at the Fire Nation Capital, but you discovered that Fire Lord Yoo was plotting against you. His son, General Huang Renjun, with whom you fell in love with, helped you escape and seek help from Doyoung—a former Fire Nation citizen that defected to the Earth Kingdom, who currently works as a produce supplier. Though reluctant at first, Doyoung eventually agreed to train you. And now that he’s taught you everything he knows, you are now preparing to return to the Fire Nation and keep the promise you made to Renjun: that you will come back for him.

Thinking about Renjun makes your chest feel like it’s caving in. There hasn’t been a day where your thoughts, dreams, and nightmares haven’t been plagued by him. You wish you could remember what his touch felt like. You wish you could remember his scent. You wish you could remember the little details of his face, like if his eyes had flecks of gold in them. You wish you could remember the sensation of his scars against your lips. You wish you could remember listening to his heartbeat while he slept.

A sob builds in your throat, and you have to fight to choke it down.

“An actual thank you gift would have been not subjecting me to this,” Doyoung says, making a disgusted face as he chews the sausage.

You’re grateful for his comment, since it distracts you from your own thoughts. “Shut up and eat it, you drama queen. It won’t kill you.”

“I beg to differ,” he grumbles, but he reaches for the eggs anyways.

The two of you sit in comfortable silence for a while before Doyoung clears his throat, setting his chopsticks down.

“So, you’ve decided then. You’re leaving today,” he states flatly.

“Yes.”

“You’re going back to him.”

“Yes.”

“It’ll be dangerous.”

“I know.”

Doyoung doesn’t say anything, picking up his chopsticks again and pushing the food around on his plate.

“I’ll be fine.” You reach over and give him an encouraging nudge. “You’re the one who trained me after all.”

“And...if I asked you to stay?”

He looks you directly in the eye and tells you what he wants to say through his gaze. You’ve seen this expression on his face often; it’s a look of deep yearning, but it’s also a look of sadness. Like he knows he’ll never be able to have what he wants, that he shouldn’t want what he wants, but wants it anyways. It’s so clear that you wonder how you could’ve missed it for these past six months.

What a fool you are.

“I’m sorry, Doyoung,” you whisper, voice cracking. “I—”

“Don’t,” he interrupts, “I know. I just needed to tell you.”

You don’t know how to respond.

“Stop looking at me like that,” he sighs, “I already feel like shit because of how bad this food tastes. Don’t make it worse.”

You can’t help but smile. “Asshole.”

And because Doyoung is kind to a fault, he still shovels the remainder of the breakfast into his mouth.

“Come on, I’ll walk you to the ferry dock,” he says after he finishes chewing, standing up.

You nod, quickly padding over to your room and grabbing your knapsack. When you walk back over to him, Doyoung gives you a once-over. You’re dressed in typical Earth Kingdom garb, an inconspicuous hunter green shirt and dark leggings.

“What?” you ask.

“The green is a dead giveaway. Take this,” he says, reaching for the black cloak draped across a chair before wrapping it around your shoulders and pulling the hood up over your head. It’s too big for you, but it does help hide your face.

“Give me some money too,” you say, holding out your hand. “I’m broke.”

He laughs in disbelief. “So, you’re finally admitting it now.”

“Please,” you say sweetly, batting your eyelashes.

He rolls his eyes but reaches into his back pocket and pulls out a pouch. “It’s not a lot, but it should be enough to buy some meals and bribes if need be.”

He hands it to you, and you reach up and envelop him in a tight hug. He slightly stiffens at first but eventually relaxes, gently patting you on the back.

“Thank you for everything, Doyoung. Truly,” you say sincerely.

“Be careful, Y/N,” he whispers.

You step back, grinning sheepishly. “Of course, careful is my middle name.”

He rolls his eyes again. “Yeah, yeah. Let’s go.”

The two of you leave his house and begin to walk to the ferry dock. As you stroll past a busy market, it finally hits you that you’re actually going to miss this place a lot. It’s always sunny out, but it’s never hot. The spring breeze that blows past you. The loud haggling from the street vendors, who will sometimes give you things for free if they’re in a good mood. The children running around, flying kites or playing hopscotch. The peace. You’ve always wondered if Doyoung misses the Fire Nation, his home, but now you think you understand why he’s been able to live here for so long. You try to soak up as much as you can, since it will be a while before you will be able to return.

A screaming child sprints past you, bumping into you and nearly knocking you over. Luckily, Doyoung grabs your arm and steadies you before you can hit the ground.

“You okay?” he asks, raising an eyebrow.

“Yeah,” you laugh it off. You’re not that surprised, since kids are always running about here. “The little rascals here are like firecrackers—”

Another child runs into you.

And another.

But it’s not just children anymore. Adults are running too. Rather, the whole street has descended into chaos, erupting with screams. People are trampling over each other trying to escape. You and Doyoung are just barely able to move aside and take cover before there’s a loud explosion. An abandoned vegetable stand erupts into flames before the fire begins to spread, quickly making its way down the whole street.

Fire.

Your heart is going at a thousand beats per minute, and it feels like it’s about to implode at any second. You’re about to just aimlessly run towards the source of the fire, but Doyoung grabs your arm before you can. You lock eyes with him, and he shakes his head.

“We have to help these people first,” he says calmly.

That instantly snaps you out of your trance. You nod determinedly. “You help them escape. I’ll put out the fires and distract whoever’s doing this.”

Doyoung nods too before taking off, scooping up unattended children in his arms and directing frenzied people in the right direction. Cracking your knuckles, you begin to draw moisture out from the ground and plants around you, slowly but surely putting out the fires.

“Avatar Y/N!” A voice calls.

You hear a flurry of thundering footsteps before you’re face-to-face with a squadron of Fire Nation soldiers. Leading a charge is a dark-haired man, no, a dark-haired boy. After all, he still has baby fat on his cheeks. He looks far too young to be a soldier, yet he glares at you with ice-cold eyes.

“To what do I owe this honor, boys?” you ask, placing a hand on your hip.

“You are under arrest.”

“Me?” You feign surprise, gasping dramatically. “You can’t arrest me. I’m the Avatar!”

“You have committed treason against the Fire Lord.”

“Is it technically treason if I’m not a citizen of the Fire Nation?” you ponder aloud, tapping your chin.

“You must come with us at once, or else everyone here dies.”

You look around. “The whole street is empty. Don’t tell me you’re going to kill me.”

The soldier boy frowns. You can see the gears turning in his head. You fight the urge to smile. In the end, he’s still a kid.

“We would rather not, but we will if you force our hand.” A different voice cuts in.

Your heart stops.

You watch as the squadron parts, and Huang Renjun walks to the front. He’s in uniform like everyone else, but he has a gold and red chest-plate, shoulder plates, and arm gauntlets that indicates his rank as a general. His black hair is a bit longer than before, falling into his eyes. His hands are clasped behind his back, and his demeanor is calm.

You feel warm tears stream down your face as you cover your mouth in shock. How long have you been dreaming of seeing him again? You’ve waited for this moment for a painstaking six months but—not like this.

“What have they done to you?” you breathe.

Renjun’s face is gaunt, almost skeletal. His lips are pale, nearly blue, like he has hypothermia. His eyes are sunken, and there are dark circles underneath them. There’s no life behind his eyes at all, as if he’s a corpse. They’re soulless, void of the warmth and passion that he once looked at you with. When he looks at you now, he looks right past you. This isn’t the Renjun you know. This isn’t Renjun at all.

“I assure you that I am the least of your concerns right now,” Renjun chuckles, but there’s no emotion in it whatsoever.

He doesn’t recognize you at all.

And you’re certain that Fire Lord Yoo had something to do with it.

“Now then, are we going to do this civilly?” Renjun asks, tilting his head.

“Alright,” you say quietly. “I’ll go with you. Just leave the people of Ba Sing Se alone.”

He smiles, and you want to cry again. He’s smiling, and he looks like Renjun, but it’s not him at all. Renjun rarely ever smiled, but when he did, it felt like basking in the first rays of light during a sunrise. The promise of warmth after the cold.

This smile feels haunting. Like a chill running through your spine.

“Smart girl. That should keep you alive.”

After the soldiers shackle your hands and feet, they lock you up in a jail at the very bottom of one of their ships. You lean against the grimy wall, trying to gather your thoughts. If you wanted to escape right now, you could. But did you really want to? Who knows what they’ll do to you once you arrive at the Royal Palace, but you can’t bring yourself to leave Renjun again. Not until you figure out what’s going on.

The Renjun from earlier...terrifies you.

Your eyes burn with tears yet again, but you furiously blink them away, but not before one stray tear makes its way down your cheek. You don’t have the time to cry. You have to come up with a plan before it's too late.

Firstly, you need to find a way to contact Doyoung. You’ll be in the heart of the Fire Nation soon, and there’s no way you won’t need outside backup. But that’s another problem: you’ll be in the heart of the Fire Nation. How are you supposed to contact Doyoung when there will be soldiers crawling everywhere? You think about the pouch of money still tucked in your pocket. The soldiers took away your knapsack, but they didn’t think to check your pockets. You could try to use that money to bribe a servant in the palace into sending a message to Doyoung. Of course, it’s not guaranteed that they will do it, and you run the risk of being betrayed if you talk to the wrong person.

Unfortunately, that is your only viable option right now.

And that’s if Fire Lord Yoo will keep you alive long enough to do it.

“Did you cry again?”

You gasp, nearly smacking your head against the stone behind you. Renjun is standing in front of you, hands casually tucked into his pockets. He’s staring down at you like you’re a piece of dirt in the ground. He didn’t even look at you like this when you first met.

He smirks, raising an eyebrow. “The Avatar is quite the crybaby.”

It surprises you that he even noticed you cried, and you feel a glimmer of hope.

“Renjun, do you really not recognize me?” you ask desperately.

“Of course I do,” he responds breezily, “you’re the woman that tried to seduce me and turn me against my father.”

“Renjun, listen to me. He’s done something to you. Please—”

“Enough,” he snaps, “you will be properly punished once we reach the palace. I am here to interrogate you.”

“Please,” you say again in a half-sob.

“Why were you in Ba Sing Se?” he demands. “Who helped you?”

You don’t answer, chest heaving up and down as you try to contain yourself. You can’t even look at him, too afraid of what you will see.

“Don’t make me repeat myself, Avatar Y/N.”

This is the first time he’s said your name in six months, and he spits it out like it’s poison.

Taking in a deep breath, you gather up what little strength you have left and slowly meet his eyes. The man you love is not standing in front of you, and you have to understand that right now. If the actual Renjun saw you like this, he would chide you for being so weak. He would ask where the woman who called him a son of a bitch and capsized a boat was. He would ask where the Avatar was.

“Kiss my ass,” you sneer.

A muscle in Renjun’s jaw twitches, and he fishes out the key to the jail from his pocket. You watch him step inside your cell, taking a knee in front of you. He holds out his hand, creating a flame over his palm. The fire reflects against his dark, dark eyes. The gold flecks that you once thought were there no longer exist.

“Are we going to do this civilly?” he asks again in an eerily quiet volume.

He doesn’t say it, but you know he’s going to start torturing you if you don’t answer his questions.

“You can burn me to a crisp, you arrogant son of a bitch,” you taunt, “I won’t tell you anything.”

Renjun raises his hand, about to strike, and you brace yourself.

But nothing happens.

You didn’t even realize you had squeezed your eyes shut, but you slowly open one eye. His hand is still raised, but his entire body is trembling. Renjun’s face is contorted in pain, and the flame in his palm disappears. He actually staggers back, falling onto his rear.

His expression is a mix of confusion, fear, and anger. He’s looking at you like you’re some sort of sorceress that just cast a spell on him. For a moment, you see some life in him.

“Renjun—”

But he’s already on his feet, locking the door behind him, and running away.

Renjun is barely able to get out before stumbling against a wall for support. His ears are ringing, and his head feels like it’s going to split in half. A tear falls down his face, and he quickly swipes it away, but his hand remains on his cheek. He can still feel the warmth of the tear on his fingertips.

“What the hell,” he whispers to himself, closing his eyes.

From the moment he laid eyes on you, it felt like someone had taken a dagger and twisted it into his gut. The overwhelming feeling that swells in his chest when he sees you—it’s an excruciating pain that makes his entire body buckle under the weight of it all. He’s never felt anything this strong before, and up until now, he didn’t think an emotion like this was even humanly possible. Seeing you cry is an unbearable sight, and the thought of hurting you is even worse. The simultaneous rage and fear that builds up inside of him when he thinks about you being harmed scares even him. Of all of the violence that he has committed, nothing can even come close to the things he would do for you.

But why?

What have you done to him to make him feel like this?

Just who are you to him?

A sharp pain in his head brings him to his knees, and he sees shards of hazy memories. He remembers his father, with a steel fire poker in his hand. He remembers something burning into his skin. He remembers his conscious fading in and out. He remembers his father saying something to him—

“Where is she?”

“Find her and bring her to me.”

“She is dangerous.”

“Do not fall for her tricks again.”

“General Huang, are you alright?”

Renjun looks up, disoriented.

“G-General Huang, what’s wrong? Are you feeling ill?” Jisung, the youngest member of Renjun’s squadron, is instantly by his side.

“Fine,” Renjun barely chokes out, standing up. “I’m fine. Just a bit lightheaded.”

“Are you hungry, sir?” Jisung asks innocently.

Renjun gives him a strained smile. “Maybe that’s it.”

“We still have some hardtack left,” Jisung offers.

Renjun nods.

“Oh, and um, what about the Avatar?” Jisung glances towards the prison. “Weren’t you going to interrogate her?”

“She is uncooperative,” Renjun states, “but she will be dealt with accordingly once we reach the palace.”

Once you arrive at the Fire Nation Royal Palace, they place you into another jail.

A part of you was hoping that they would just put you in the room that you had had before. But then again, you’re not really a guest of honor this time.

You’re not sure how long you sit in the dungeon for, since you lost track of time, but you suspect it’s been at least an hour once Fire Lord Yoo walks in. He’s accompanied by his advisors, including Renjun.

“It’s been a while, Fire Lord Yoo,” you smirk, “Nice to see that you’re still the same conniving old geezer.”

“I applaud your ability to jest in these circumstances, Avatar Y/N,” he responds, “but it would be to your benefit if you take the words I’m about to tell you seriously.”

“I’ll be the judge of that.”

“I am giving you two options. The first is execution for treason, since you dared to seduce my own son into betraying me. The second is that I let you live, but only under the condition that you will become my puppet. Since you are the Avatar, you naturally have more political power than me. You will do as I say and give up all of your power to me.”

You stare at him for a good three seconds before bursting into laughter. The sound echoes, since you’re underground.

“Have you gone senile?” you ask incredulously. “You’ve lost your damn mind.”

Fire Lord Yoo remains stone-faced.

“I would rather you tear me apart limb from limb than ever do your bidding. Kill me if you want. It won’t change the fact that another Avatar will be born, and they will stop you,” you snap.

“Perhaps,” he says, reaching down and grasping your chin, digging his nails into your flesh. “But I’ll still have plenty of time to massacre the entire Water Tribe.”

He leans in even closer, whispering into your ear. “And don’t think I don’t know how you feel about my son. I’ll slaughter him too, and I’ll make sure you watch the life drain from his eyes.”

You bite the inside of your cheek so hard that your teeth nearly go directly through the flesh. You struggle with every fiber of your body to maintain a neutral expression. You refuse to give him the satisfaction of seeing your fear.

“Your threats mean nothing to me,” you state.

“We shall see about that, won’t we?” Fire Lord Yoo smiles sadistically before turning to Renjun. “Burn her until there’s no skin left on her anymore, but keep her alive. For now.”

Renjun nods, bowing before his father, before Fire Lord Yoo leaves. There’s a heavy silence between you two once you’re left alone. You try to read Renjun’s expression, but you have no idea what he’s thinking. At this point, you’re not sure if he’s actually going to hurt you or not.

“Ren—”

“What have you done to me?” he hisses, closing the gap between the two of you. He’s so close that you could reach out and touch him if you weren’t handcuffed. And even after everything, his scent still calms you.

“Wh-What?”

“My mind has been so damn muddy the moment I laid eyes on you. You’re my mortal enemy, but I...I think I love you. And I don’t even know how to love someone, but you make me question everything I know. Every fiber of my being wants to protect you, to the point that I would betray my own country for you. Seeing my father lay his hands on you made me want to kill him, and it’s not just that. I would do unspeakable things for you, things that terrify me. But I don't know why. I know you, but I can’t remember you. Who are you? Why do you look at me like you love me too? Please...just tell me what I’m supposed to do.”

You squeeze your eyes shut. You’ve heard these words before.

“Look at me, Y/N.”

It’s as if he’s casted a spell on you too because you do. You slowly raise your head and meet his eyes.

And they’re eyes that you finally recognize.

Renjun’s hands cup your face, and he brushes away a tear from your face. He places his forehead against your own, inhaling sharply, like he’s in pain.

“What am I supposed to do?” he whispers.

“What do you want to do?” you ask softly, echoing words that you’ve said before.

He doesn’t answer, instead, he leans in and kisses you.

His lips are chapped, and he kisses you roughly. The two of you are desperate for each other, trying to remember the sensation of your lips being molded together again. You were already holding your breath before, so it’s not long before your lungs begin to cry for air. It wouldn’t really matter to you right now if you ran out of air and died in Rejun’s arms right here, but he eventually pulls away, burying his face in the crook of your neck.

“I...remember everything now. I’m sorry, Y/N,” he whispers into your skin, “this is all my fault. I...I told him everything. I was so weak and pathetic. It’s all my fault.”

“Stop,” you say, nudging him with your shoulder. “First, unhandcuff me first.”

He quickly gets the key to your handcuffs and unlocks them, and you promptly wrap your arms around him. He cradles you against him like he won’t ever be able to again.

“It’s not your fault. You’ve been physically and mentally tortured by your father your entire life. If anything, it’s my fault, I shouldn’t have left you. I was so stupid to think that he wouldn’t do anything to you since you’re his son, even though he was already hurting you,” you mumble, hugging him tighter.

You feel him slightly wince as you do, and before he can even react, you lift his shirt. There’s not an inch of skin on him that isn’t covered in a burn, bruise, cut, scrape, and/or scar. You involuntarily let out a sob, running your fingers against his stomach, which is purple and blue.

“I’m so sorry, Renjun. I’m so—”

He places a finger against your lips. “No more blame game. It’s not your fault. It’s neither of our faults. It’s my father’s.”

You nod as he wipes away your tears. “I’m going to kill your father.”

Renjun laughs, and it’s music to your ears. “There’s the Y/N I know.”

“Renjun, you have to find a way to contact Doyoung.”

He beams proudly. “I knew you’d be able to find a way to get him to teach you.”

“Renjun, are you listening?” you demand.

“Yes, sorry. Why do you want me to contact him?”

“Because we won’t be able to fight off everyone on our own. We need him to bring some backup,” you explain impatiently.

Renjun stares at you. “Y/N, we’re not fighting anyone. You have to escape.”

If you weren’t so happy to be truly reunited with him again, you would’ve punched him in the face. “We are not playing this game again, Renjun. I’m not leaving you again. We’re going to get out of here together.”

“I can’t—”

“Leave your men. I know. That’s why we’re going to kill your dad and liberate the army.”

“While that is a great idea in theory—”

“Why is it that we can’t be together for more than five minutes without you contradicting me? Listen to me, I’m going to do this with or without you,” you say matter-of-factly. “So, unless you don’t want me to die, you’re going to send a message to Doyoung for me.”

Renjun looks amused. “This feels familiar. But alright, you win. I’ll send for a messenger as soon as possible.”

“Good. Okay—”

You don’t even have time to blink before you feel the heat of a blazing fireball hurtling towards you. Renjun, somehow, manages to react in time and throws himself in front of you. The fireball hits him squarely on his back, burning through his clothes, and searing his already-damaged skin.

Fire Lord Yoo reaches down and grabs him by his hair, flinging him aside like a ragdoll. Before you can call out for Renjun, Fire Lord Yoo slaps you across your face so hard that you hit the ground with a thud. Your cheek throbs, and you taste blood in your mouth, but you’re only focused on Renjun’s still body across from you.

“I knew this would happen. That insolent failure of a son of mine,” Fire Lord Yoo sighs, shaking his head. “You did well reporting to me, Jisung.”

The young soldier from before steps out from behind him, shaking like a wet puppy. Jisung looks like he’s on the verge of crying, clearly not expecting what just happened.

“Bring these two to my throne room. I will deal with them there.”

Another soldier walks over and throws Renjun over his shoulder, while Jisung grabs you by your arm and lifts you to your feet. His grip isn’t strong, and you could knock him out if you wanted to.

“Listen to me, Jisung,” you mutter under your breath, “Find Kim Doyoung in Ba Sing Se and ask him for help. Please. Renjun is going to die at this rate.”

Jisung looks at you with wide, watery eyes, and he doesn’t answer. But he also doesn’t alert Fire Lord Yoo either. He simply quietly walks you to the throne room before leaving. All you can do is hope that he listens to you.

“Now then,” Fire Lord Yoo says once the three of you are alone, “what shall I do with you?”

You scan the room. There’s not enough water for you to waterbend, which is your strongest element. Obviously, you won’t be able to beat him using firebending. You haven’t learned airbending yet. So, earthbending is your only option.

Your feet are still shackled, so you won’t have much mobility. You don’t have much strength left either. But it doesn’t matter. You have no choice right now.

You stomp your foot three times, creating three boulders from the ground, and kick them towards Fire Lord Yoo. He evades them pretty easily, but you can tell that his center of balance is off. You begin to raise pillars of rock, trying to shackle him down, but he’s too fast. With one swipe of his arm, he creates a flame underneath you. The fire burns the soles of your feet, and you fall to the ground with a cry of pain.

Now that he’s immobilized you, he makes his way towards the still-unconscious Renjun.

“No!” you scream.

You helplessly watch him lift his own son by his neck. You can see the crazed expression of Fire Lord Yoo’s face as he turns towards you. “I told you I’d make you watch him die, didn’t I?”

“Stop!”

Crack.

Renjun falls to the floor, and Fire Lord Yoo’s agonized howl rings throughout the throne room. His arm is twisted in an unnatural fashion. He’s jerkily walking backwards, as if someone were controlling him, and there’s a grotesque sound of blood and crushed bones coming from his body.

It takes you a moment to realize that you’re the one controlling him. You didn’t even realize your hand was outstretched until you lower it, and Fire Lord Yoo falls onto the ground like a crumpled mess.

“Bloodbending,” he says hysterically, face crushed in the carpet. “You’re bloodbending, Avatar Y/N.”

Bloodbending has always been a myth to waterbenders, having been completely outlawed by society. You didn’t even really believe it existed...well, until now.

However, bloodbending is the least of your concerns right now, and you immediately crawl over to Renjun. When you reach him, you can see that he’s stirring. His eyes flutter open, and he lets out a soft groan, slowly sitting up.

“Y/N? Are you hurt?”

“Don’t move too much. You’re hurt really badly,” you say quickly, holding him by the arm to keep him upright.

“What happened?” he asks, looking over at his father.

“Bloodbender!” Fire Lord Yoo continues to laugh like a mad man, still a pile of limbs on the floor.

Renjun glances back towards you.

“I bloodbended,” you confirm. You say it nonchalantly, but it’s because you haven’t truly processed it yet. You’re sure the repercussions of it will hit you later, but you have other things to worry about right now.

Surprisingly, instead of looking horrified, Renjun looks impressed. “Damn.”

“I don’t know how long I can keep him on the floor, so let’s tie him up,” you say hurriedly. The two of you remove the shackles from your sheet and shackle his arms around a pillar.

“Kill me, Avatar Y/N! Bloodbend and kill me! Or have me murder myself!” Fire Lord Yoo continues to scream. “Didn’t you say you were going to kill me? Do it!”

You ball up your fist and deliver a right hook across his face. It knocks him out cold and also breaks his nose in addition to his already-broken arm. Shaking your hand, you let out a huff.

“That was refreshing.”

“Looked like it too,” Renjun nods.

“Now then. How do you suppose we’re going to get out of here?” you ask. “You’re severely injured, and I’m running on fumes here.”

“This is why I told you that your plan was great in theory.”

“Are you really saying ‘I told you so’ right now?”

“It felt appropriate.”

You get ready to give Renjun a right hook to the face too, but the doors of the throne room are suddenly opened. The two of you both get ready to fight, but you almost faint from relief when you realize it’s Doyoung and Jisung. Behind them are the rest of Renjun’s squadron as well, but you can tell they’re on your side now.

“Guess you didn’t need us after all,” Doyoung says flatly, furrowing his brows when he sees the unconscious Fire Lord Yoo. “What the hell happened?”

“A lot,” you answer, too tired to explain.

“So, what do we do now?” Jisung asks meekly.

Doyoung walks over to Fire Lord Yoo and snatches the red crown from his head before walking over to Renjun and placing it on him. Before Renjun can say anything, Doyoung takes a knee before him.

“Fire Lord Huang.”

There’s a beat of silence before Jisung and the squadron follow suit. Renjun is so shocked that all he can do is sputter.

“Wait! I can’t be the Fire Lord!” he protests.

“The former Fire Lord has been forcibly removed from power by the Avatar, which means you are next in line for succession,” Doyoung says.

“I don’t know anything about running the country—”

“With all due respect, sir, you are more fit to rule the Fire Nation than anyone. I strongly believe that a general who treats his soldiers with as much respect and loyalty as you do will do the same for his citizens,” Jisung proclaims.

Renjun whips his head towards Jisung. “I will deal with you later, you little shit.”

Jisung makes an eep noise.

“Does that make me a queen since you’re the Fire Lord now?” you pipe up.

“You’re already the Avatar and you want to be a queen too?” He raises an eyebrow.

“The Avatar Queen. Nice ring to it, don’t you think?” You waggle your eyebrows.

“You’ll have to marry me if you want to become a queen, you know.”

“Hmm. I’ll think about it.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

Laughing, you take his hand. “It means I’ll think about it.”

He raises your entwined hands to his lips and kisses your knuckles.

“Gross,” Doyoung gags.

“Okay, now someone take me to the infirmary please. My back is killing me,” Renjun complains.

The two of you are ushered to the infirmary just as the first rays of the sunrise peek through the windows.

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can u do streamers with a plus size reader? ty i love ur fics ♡

+ reminder! every body type is beautiful in its own way, and I’m sure that all of the mcyts would want to date a person of any size! hope you enjoy<3

++ I also added a couple of insecurities that are common for a lot of people cause I felt like it ^-^

dating a plus size reader; mcyt x reader

dream:

dream is an absolute softie for you

he will literally carry you anywhere you go

even if you insist for him not to

he just lifts you up into his arms and runs off with you

as I’ve mentioned before, he loves squishy places of the body

especially the booty ;)

so expect a lot of grabbing whenever he’s near you (with your consent, of course)

always tells you how amazing you look

even if you’re only wearing sweatpants and a basic tee and feel like absolute shit

and he would definitely have you pose for pictures of his merch

georgenotfound:

he loves resting his head on you

uses your chest as his personal pillow

he thinks it’s absolutely crazy how you’re able to make every outfit look good

like, you could wear a plastic bag and still look like a model to him

you two go out to eat fast food at the most random times

some days midnight, some days at 5am

admires your confidence

sapnap:

THIGHS THIGHS THIGHS

he loves your thighs sooo much and always has his hands (or eyes) on them

he almost holds your thigh more than your hand

and he just thinks you’re so gorgeous and can’t believe he can call you his

but when he finds out you don’t think so, his mind is blown

like... what?

are you blind????

he tells you how “you’re so fucking hot” every day until you start thinking so yourself

badboyhalo:

loves baking cakes with you

and makes sure you’re always well fed

he absolutely adores your stretch marks!

he loves just tracing his fingers over the lines

following them around with his fingertips

and gets very focused about it to a point where he stops listening to you talk

he makes sure you never feel down about something as natural as stretch marks

and makes sure to kiss every place you're insecure about

technoblade:

techno literally doesn't care what you look like

he only cares if you're happy, cause he really hates seeing you sad

especially when he can't do anything about it

so when he catches you one day looking at yourself in the mirror with a look of disgust

his heart crumbles in his chest

sits you down to talk about it

and gets more touchy afterwards along with spurring out compliments more often

wilbur soot:

wilby is also a big sucker for thighs

he’s not super grabby, but he gets his point across;

that he absolutely loves every part of your body

to be honest, like techno, I see wilbur as someone who literally does not care what you look like

if he likes you, he’ll love the way you look either way

he is very appreciative of soft, fleshy parts of your body

that he can just cling onto when he wants

jschlatt:

fuck, does schlatt love to have you on his lap

like he might not come across as someone who’s cuddly

but I’m telling you

he is super cuddly

he just wants someone to hold and to be held by

he needs that physical touch and he just can't seem to keep his hands off of you

he’ll tell you “you look so stupid right now”, laugh, and then give you a big ol’ bear hug

jokes aside, he makes sure you know just how dizzyingly beautiful you look 24/7

corpse husband:

fishnets, legs, fishnets, legs

even if you don't like wearing fishnets, he’s just all; legs, grab, thighs, squish

no but seriously he loves your legs so much

they just catch his attention and immediately make him go soft

without you doing anything you’ll just hear him giggle at you

and then realise he’d been looking at you for a hot minute, just taking in how absolutely stunning you look

and he doesn't fail to let you know that :)

karl jacobs:

like wilbur, I think he just genuinely doesn't care and loves you regardless of what you look like

we all know that karl’s way of showing affection is through touch

so he loves cuddling up to you

using your chest as a pillow and engulfing you in his arms

and he’ll be whining within a second if you even a much as try to move away from him

something he doesn't realise he does, but you do, is that he will just randomly hold on tight to a certain part of your body

even if you're just talking

his hands will be on you without him even noticing

and it’s really cute

skeppy:

I’ve mentioned this before, but I think that skeppy really likes the way skirts look on you

or tight-fitting jeans

anything that compliments your body, really

though he does like the way you look without any clothes on

anyways, he fucking loves your body so much

and any person who thinks differently is not his friend

he’s always hugging you

or brushing his knuckles over your arms lovingly

small touches are his forté

fundy:

he can never seem to keep his eyes off of you

no matter how hard he tries, you’re just too gorgeous

isn’t the touchiest of the boys, but when he’s in the need for some physical touch, he’s very obvious about it

will start off by holding your hand

and then maybe move onto hugging you from behind

comes off pretty clingy once he needs that love and affection

he just loves touching you; maybe cause your skin is soft? he’ll never tell you (it’s his little secret)

quackity:

MMMME GUSTAAA

he looooooves loves loves how, and I quote, “thicc you are”

and he gets so clingy, too

makes grabby hands at you if he needs to to catch your attention

and definitely, without a doubt, uses your chest as his personal pillow

he’s also a squisher

your thigh’s kinda become his little stress toy

alex will fully commit to being a complete simp for you - he does not care at this point

can get blushy sometimes when he catches himself looking at you for too long

punz:

if you thought that sapnap would be wild when it comes to thighs, let me introduce you to this man

luke is a massive sucker for some thick thighs

and don't even get me started on the flesh on your hips

he lowkey has an addiction to constantly keeping his hands on there, but it’s not like you mind

it’s like his hands are glued onto you sometimes

holding on tightly or gently, doesn't matter

and sometimes he’ll even get lost in the way his fingers dig into your skin

can't fathom the fact that you're all his

awesamdude:

sam is literally the cutest🥺

gives you compliments all the time

and literally always has a hand on you to gently caress your skin

and he is always gentle with his touches

and I mean always

drawing circles onto your back or arm using his thumb

placing small kisses on your temple

he always posts pictures of you on his instagram and twitter

has like one or two pictures of himself, and the rest are of you :]

slimecicle:

literally smothers you with love and affection

he loves the little dents in your thighs from cellulite

finds it sooo attractive

loves to trace his fingers over the dents

notices immediately if there are changes in your eating habits

and will confront you the second he notices cause he can't bare the thought of you eating less than usual

makes sure it never happens again

eret:

they have a special seat for you right on his lap

if you were comfortable with it she’d love for you to sit with them in his streams

SHOWERS you with compliments

constantly

and leaves trails of kisses everywhere

even if you whine about it being too much or distracting you

he ignores it and continues

can't believe she’s ended up with such a god/dess as you

jack manifold:

jack was completely shocked when he found out you were insecure about your body

what was there to be insecure about?

to his eyes you were completely perfect, and he just couldn’t understand how… you couldn’t see that?

makes sure you now how absolutely stunning you are

can't help but to show you off to everyone (he is a leo after all)

and also let’s his hands roam all over you - with your consent, of course!

adores you so much

tommy:

tommy had seriously never thought of it before you’d said that you didn’t want a piece of cake after he asked

and he goes; why?????

and you’re like; I shouldn't eat it

and he’s even more ???

doesn't know what why or when you decided you “shouldn't” do something as normal as eating

it’s so very obvious how soft he is for you when it’s just the two of you

and even succumbs to his soft side in front of others if he gets too caught up in your beauty

tubbo:

tubbo just… doesn't care

like, at all

but of course he notices the absolute beauty of you, and will simp for you

doesn't shower you with compliments, but gives subtle signs

a common one is squeezing your hand

or calling you cute or adorable

brushing a strand of hair out of your face

simplicity is his thing

ranboo:

lots of hugsss

unintentionally squeezes too hard so you have to tap his shoulder

and he just giggles

he likes resting his head on practically any part of your body

cause you're so comfy

wants to constantly fondle you in his arms

he’s become so used to clinging to you, it’s just by instinct at this point

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misteriios · 2 years

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alright, hello there. here we go again with a new starter call, but with a few changes to my characters from the event. below the cut you will find the updates and please be specific with who you would like to have a starter from and to who of yours. i will not have a cap for any of them, as i always say go wild, just try to see so no one has more requests than anyone else, meaning that everyone at least gets one each. if you just like, i will throw out a random muse to any of yours.

amy pond ( 2/?? ) ― mikasa, twelve

did not get her memories back, but believes more in magic. she’s gonna miss the spiderman powers, thought it was cool to be able to heal and climb walls.

archie andrews ( 1/?? ) ― betty

no changes, just thinks it’s a relief everything is over because he thought it was exhausting to try hiding from those who had dangerous powers, and to help those whoever needed it.

bb-8 ( 0/?? ) ―

he was just confused the entire time he had powers, and did not understand anything of it. happy to be back to his old self without powers, back to his normal human brain even though he thinks it’s difficult with all the memories from the past.

bea cook ( 1/?? ) ― yoo han

relieved it’s over. she hated every second of the power she got, almost started to think it would make her go insane to have vocies in her head. she was so afraid for a moment it would stay with her, it kind of will? she will most likely think they are still there, won’t believe at first people actually talks to her face to face.

colin bridgerton ( 3/?? ) ― eloise, daphne, cassie

because of the powers he got, some of his memories have returned. he will remember his family, who they are and where they are coming from, but will not remember the events that happened when he was on his own adventures, it’s stuck deep into his mind, he may have dreams about them.

evie frye ( 1/?? ) ― evie o’neill

nothing has affected her, not during the event or after. she was just busy with her normal life, as an assassin in the dark and by daylight tried to figure out what had caused all of this with the magical powers.

jj maybank ( 1/?? ) ― yeo wool

he will have a hard time accepting it’s all over, loved every waking hour he could use his powers. it will be missed by him, made him feel powerful and like he could belong somewhere again.

lizzie saltzman ( 1/?? ) ― landon

back to her normal self, as a heretic ( siphoner/vampire ), not very happy about it. even though she has her witch powers back and immortality she misses being a butterfly. it made her feel free and she didn’t have to worry anything about the dark thoughts that haunts her sometimes.

roman sienna ( 1/?? ) ― erwin

nothing changed since he was not affected by other powers. he was his normal self, a vampire and still without emotions. he doesn’t plan to turn them back on any time soon because he doesn’t see a point with it when he has nothing he should care about at the moment.

simon lewis ( 2/?? ) ― izzy, stefan

very sad it’s over because he started to learn how it all worked after a while, plus he is back to being a vampire who can walk in the daylight and have to drink blood to survive. he started to love being able to eat normal food without feeling disgusted by it.

viserion ( 0/?? )

no changes here either, except the super speed is something he used way too much and loved it more than he thought. made him think back of the old times when he was a dragon.

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sanghyukstattoos · 3 years

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next door neighbours!SF9

A/N: Read more here~~

Youngbin:

The grass on his lawn is neatly trimmed, no weeds in sight and the tiles are sparkling white

Definitely stands on the lawn in the morning with his hands behind his back, probably in contemplation of life or whatever wearing those white jeans and stripped t-shirt as he did in their Into The Night performances

Dad! Youngbin vibes

Says ''Hi'' to you the first time around but says nothing and even though you shouldn't feel the need to affiliate, it feels very awkward.

Turns out that the inside of his house is a chaos, his kids are running everywhere first thing in the morning, there's probably also some scribbles on the wall and it's like, you finally understand why he needs a break (kids are a handful)

Will give you a ride to school if you don't have a car, regardless of how close the school is

Inseong:

You don't see this guy all that much and when you do, it's mainly the back of his head as he leaves for work.

Works so hard that he comes back sweaty and out of breath and you can hear it because he's loud about it.

If you have thin walls, I'm so sorry because you can hear him practice his singing.

At first you think about how beautiful he sounds and sometimes you still enjoy listening to him but at important times like on a zoom call, your colleagues hear him singing and because of this, you are frequently interrupted when you speak.

You are so frustrated that eventually you wonder if you should just ask him to sing in your ear while you sleep because that's what it feels like

One day you meet him in the elevator and you wonder, 'He's that tall?' and he's all awkward with his shy little smile and bow

Takes you a little while to notice that he's just like that with the suspicious puns and laughs but yo eventually grow over some drinks.

Jaeyoon:

The one that all smiles, you can immediately tell that he's a loving guy but he'll be shy about it.

When's he's around you, he tends to smooth his hair down a lot even if it is okay. There's also a faint pink tinge on his cheeks when he speaks to you (it's because he ran to get the elevator, nothing else)

He works as a florist, arranging flowers and writing cards during the day and when he's done, he works out at your local gym.

He has got good endurance, even when he's tired and his muscles are begging for him to stop. Is an admirable person considering how much effort he has put in to keep himself fit, even when he doesn't feel like it sometimes, he always shows up.

He likes to hold hands, especially when he's tired, or link arms evens and really, it's kind of cute.

When he's drunk or just tired from whatever he's come from and he sees you, he always puts his hands in his pockets, stifling the overwhelming urge to hold yours.

Dawon I Lee Sanghyuk:

You'll instantly become friends with him and he'll invite you over to the parties he has.

When you are there, he'll show you a side of him you haven't seen before. Somehow he's more confident when you aren't meeting near the stairs, outside your apartments or in the elevators.

Then he's shy with his hands together, fingers fumbling around and pressing the wrong buttons when he's only trying to press it for you and he's an exceptional character.

He smiles as if he's over the moon and he's journeying with you, hand in hand when you two are only neighbours and he's not sure what you know about his feelings for you.

When you are at his apartment, he's doing things like kissing you on the cheek, giving you hugs, staying close to you and occasionally looking for where you are in the party.

Sings when he's drunk which serenades the life out of you

Rowoon I Kim Seokwoo:

On most nights, he comes home drunk and you can hear him stumbling into his front porch as his friends drive off after he makes it past the door and closes it.

He fumbles, almost landing into the garden, array of plants screaming in disgrace at their owner and you have to hold back your chuckles as you see this scenario from the window, as if he can hear.

On cue he turns and before he can completely see you, you dash behind, heart racing.

Next day, when he's sober, with his hair looking suspiciously clean, he tells about his drunk self encounters with you staring out of the window which you deny and he says, ''Yea, I've been dreaming''.

The ultimate contrast is when you both leave at the same time and walk to the same stop and he's dressed his best self, he's attractive

He starts a conversation and you settle into this routine of waiting for one another before leaving and telling each other that you aren't coming the day before.

You've become accustomed to his reasons, they are the same time and time again, as a result of what occurred the previous night.

You've also slipped into this routine of calling each other, at dawn and having this little snippet of conversation about your day, laughing at each other's encounters. At the end, you say whether you'll be coming, just to affirm.

However, when you take an off, it's rare. He's concerned, by the fact that his voice had raised a little

He guides you on what medicine to take and leaves you sleep and the next morning, you are woken up to him standing at your door with food in one hand and some DVD's in the other.

Zuho I Baek Juho:

Can only start a friendship by coincidence, like purely

Always tired, stretching his limbs when he takes a short break by walking outside.

The type to leave his keys outside and then wonder how they got there when you come from out and knock on his door to tell him

Very thankful, will pay you back in courtesy through some form, carry something heavy for you

Maybe, he might just point out how heavy it is and then realise that he could help you with it. But it's over the fence so he's struggling, you are struggling and you just wonder why he's doing this in the first place

Soft soul will play with your kids if you have some

Yoo Taeyang:

The neighbour that you won't speak to, ever

Smiles at people and greets them in the hallway, so he's cordial, but other than that, it's a full dash till he's in the safety of his house where he can bake what he's going to be eating

Carries like a hundred bags and you and your neighbours think he's going to drop but then he grows an extra arm and unlocks his door, safely tucking his groceries away.

Extra awkward at gatherings, hesitates to say anything, looks at everyone cautiously and you don't even know what he's seeing when he's that tall

One day you see him bopping his butt along to some song called ''Wild Wild West'', definitely is a good dancer but why he's dancing like that is beyond you and your neighbours.

Kind soul, bless him, he tries

Hwiyoung I Kim Youngkyun:

He's shy around you, not used to speaking to new people every now and then but he comes around and when he does, he's the cutest friend you've met in a while.

Occasionally, you go over or he comes and you drink beer or whatever, having conversations in your living room or balcony.

He loves sitting, drinking something and watching the light fade away into colours of purple and red or what's on today.

He listens to music or sings and you love to hear his voice, albeit he's a bit shy at first so you join in and there's days where you don't have to join in anymore, he'll sing if he wants to because he's that comfortable.

Otherwise, you put in earphones or air pods and sit there, playing your favourite songs for one another

If you're restless, you can dance with him, he'd do it with you but stop because he's shy and wondering why you're staring at him like he's good at dancing.

Pulls out the funniest moves though, very easy to feel comfortable around

Will take you along to buy groceries with him because he wants to know what you want to eat, a fan of barbeque but can't grill to save a life.

Chani:

Doesn't like to be disturbed, works extra hard so takes plenty of rest on the weekends

Is a very quiet neighbour, only sounds you may hear is when he accidentally trips over himself

Thinks he had bad knees because of it, you always see him clutching his knee in the same way that someone clutches their pocket because they think that they've forgotten something

A real sweetheart though, his smile is pretty enough to generate electricity for the whole hallway and his walk is broad enough to separate the Pacific Ocean, which he'll deny because he's humble

Has some wild friends that make horrifying noises when they come over and he tells them to keep it down but then falls asleep and they take over his apartment like those creeper plants.

He'll carry stuff for the elderly or volunteer somewhere cause he's cute like that

Won't tolerate if you are loud, he'll tell you off, ''Think you are the only one who lives here?'' but in that really nice way that will make you respond with, ''No, hehe''

#sf9 headcanons #sf9 writings #sf9 fanfic #sf9 fluff #sf9 fantasy #sf9 imagines #sf9 scenarios #sf9 x reader #youngbin #inseong #jaeyoon #dawon #rowoon #zuho #yoo taeyang #hwiyoung #chani

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lemon-boy-stan · 3 years

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being his girlfriend - min yoongi “fluff alphabet”

ACTIVITIES - What do they like to do with their s/o? How do they spend their free time with them?

I think the answer is obvious. Both your lives are extremely busy so you’d spend most of your time chilling on the couch and sleeping, I’d say. Either one of them or both.

BEAUTY - What do they admire about their s/o? What do they think is beautiful about them?

How flexible you are. That’s what he loves. You just go with the flow. Oh, and don’t forget he loves everything else, too.

COMFORT - How would they help their s/o when they feel down/have a panic attack etc.?

When you feel down Yoongi would definetly let you cuddle him. He’d get out one of the puzzles you’d been saving and would do it with you and would most likely try to talk to you about whatever it is and get your mind off the subject but wouldn’t be too hard on it because he’d understand some people don’t really like to talk about things that upset them.

When you have panic attacks, Yoongi remains calm. He doesn’t get frustrated like you’d think he would, in fact quite the opposite. He’d always have whatever it was (sometimes holding things close helps) with him and wouldn’t ever be embarassed if it happened in public, he’d come straight to your side, whispering to you and soothing you.

DREAMS - How do they picture their future with their s/o?

Let’s be real, you guys have never even thought about kids. A marriage is possible, but you’re both the same kind of people with the same kind of past. You’re not ready for a family yet and you’re completely fine with that.

EQUAL - Are they the dominant one in the relationship, or rather passive?

It depends. Both of you have busy lives, and you don’t really work around the apartment seeing as there are eight of you in there to take turns doing stuff.

FIGHTS - Would they be easy to forgive their s/o? How are they fighting?

Fights with Yoongi end very quickly. He’s very level-headed and understanding and would probably apologise quickly so things are back to normal.

GRATITUDE - How grateful are they in general? Are they aware of what their s/o is doing for them?

It takes a long time for things like this to happen, for both of you. At first you were both quite closed-off, but over the years you started getting closer to each other and appreciating each other more.

HONESTY - Do they have secrets they hide from their s/o? Or do they share everything?

Never. End of story.

INSPIRATION - Did their s/o change them somehow, or the other way around? Like trying out new things or helped them overcome personal problems?

Yoongi most definetly helped you with your anxiety and/or depression. You helped him recover when he came out of surgery, too.

JEALOUSY - Do they get jealous easily? How do they deal with it?

Do I really have to re-write this?

KISS - Are they a good kisser? What was the first kiss like?

Well, Yoongi kisses like how he sings, so, I’d say, yeah, he is. I mean:

LOVE CONFESSION - How would they confess to their s/o?

Probably before or after the first make-out or when you’re doubting yourself.

MARRIAGE - Do they want to get married? How do they propose? What would the marriage be like?

Some time in the future, although I do think you’d be the one proposing (he’d have it in his mind somewhere, even bought a ring, and he’d forget to). Your weddding would be small, probably just your families and the boys’ families. You’d argue over who the flower man would be. Of course, the wedding would be kept off the internet.

NICKNAMES - What do they call their s/o?

Oppa. Yoongi loves to be called this. Also, he calls you “sweetheart” but only during sex. You made up a nickname, “Yoo-Yoo” for him that he hates but secretly loves.

ON CLOUD NINE - What are they like when they are in love? Is it obvious for others? How do they express their feelings?

Not very well. Him liking you was a slow-burn kinda experience.

PDA - Are they upfront about their relationship? Do they brag with their s/o in front of others? Or are they rather shy to kiss etc. when others are watching?

Oh, hell, no. You’re both very similar people. You don’t need the world to know you love each other. It’s that simple. Also, he doesn’t really like to be touched or be babied.

QUIRK - Some random ability they have that's beneficial in a relationship.

I mean, his singing/rapping. It’s like how he kisses.

ROMANCE - How romantic are they? What would they do to make their s/o happy? Cliché or rather creative?

Not very. Nor are you. Your dates are normally netflix and chill (literally! not the making out part!) and takeouts. You don’t really believe in first month anniversaries either.

SUPPORT - Are they helping their s/o achieve their goals? Do they believe in them?

Absolutely. He’d help you achieve whatever it is you’re trying to and would encourage you to no end it’s so unlike him.

THRILL - Do they need to try out new things to spice out your relationship? Or do they prefer a certain routine?

lol no. maybe sex stuff but otherwise nah.

UNEDRSTANDING - How good do they know their partner? Are they empathetic?

He knows you better than your fans do and that’s saying something.

VALUE - How important is the relationship to them? What is it’s worth in comparison to other things in their life?

A lot. He’d rather be back at home with you than traveling on tour, so for him, lockdown is great.

WILD CARD - A random Fluff Headcanon -

Yoongi keeps a photo album of everything you’ve done together.

XOXO - Are they very affectionate? Do they love to kiss and cuddle?

Oh my god, have you met the man? n-o. Absolutely not. The only thing you’ll get the closest to cuddling is sleeping together on the couch or bed.

YEARNING - How will they cope when they're missing their partner?

Calls you. Every. Single. Day.

ZEAL - Are they willing to go to great lenghts for the relationship?

I guess? Just, after he’s had his coffee.

MASTERLIST - requests are open!

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shyrose57 · 3 years

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YOO BROTHERS ANON BACK FROM THE DEAD? My phone started to fucking die half way (like extreme lag, keyboard stopped working at times, sudden shut offs, etc) and I was too scared to work on this in fear it'd get deleted. But im fucking back and have a new phone so I was able to finally finish. Plus after I finished the Brothers AU stuff I decided I hated Tip of The Iceburg AU lore and wanted to redo it so held off til I got that mostly done. I'm also trying to redo From Future to Past a lil bit but thats going slowly and decided I already waited way to long. Some other stuff happened as well like falling out of the fandom (Breath of The Wild and Linked Universe I got into and am actually still kinda in) then getting tossed back in but, anyway there's some smaller details I left out of Rans time living in the wild but everything here is the big stuff.

Keep in mind most of this happens when he's just 13. And he never acknowledges or treats his trauma, leaving it to build and affect him more and more over time.

When Ran first steps out of Mizu and into the world, he has nothing but a sword at his back and a book with little information on how to survive at his hip. The book really only provides him how to make certain things (like tools) and some basic information (Spiders are passive in daytime, how to farm, and basic information about each nether biome). The book acts more like a brief overview of the overworld and little information on how to survive than an actual survival book. Because of this the book is basically useless, Ran eventually uses it as a way of marking down notes and ripping out papers to cover wounds and tie things. He quickly learns that sleeping in high places (like a tree or a hole in a mountain) is the safest possible place to sleep, as no mobs or people can get him. Though due to the nights of constant screaming from mobs, his own internal fighting, and eventual hunting, he develops insomnia and paranoia. Leaving him unable to close his eyes in fear of being ambushed, believing himself to be forever unsafe and in danger. When he does manage to sleep he keeps his weapons nearby (like in his hand or under his pillow) and jumps awake at the slightest sound.

He moves around constantly, never staying in one place for more than 2 weeks. He eventually finds a snow biome and after seeing the little amount of mobs and knowing the snow is to deep for any sane human to try to travel through, he decides to stay there for a entire year and a half before moving again. During this time he grows both physically and mentally. He goes from being a small, lithe 5'5 13 year old to being a strong 6'7 15 year old. He also uses this time to come to terms with what happened and swear revenge against Ranbob for everything he's been through and everyone who's died. Even when Ran came to terms with what his brother did, the promise "Ill never abandon you." Continues to ring in his head, which does nothing but fuel his hatred, believing his brother has been lying to him ever since he was a child. While also growing his knowledge on the world and his survival knowledge, becoming an almost perfect survivalist.

When he was first alone and dealing with all the emotions brought upon him, he finds out he's hunted very suddenly. He first approached Raq (who he didn't know at the time) when he was desperate and fresh out of Mizu, asking him if there's any nearby town or city or really anything. Raq pretends to want to help Ran and let's him stay at his camp, giving him food and a warm place to sleep. But its 2 full days later, deep in the night when Raq finally trys to attack him, aiming to incapacitate him. But Ran is able to escape him and run away but not without a injury.

During the fight Raq manages to hit him, specifically on his left ear. He manages to cut deep, but not deep enough, leaving the top of his ear just barely hanging on. Ran runs away and actually has a bit of a head start due to him tripping Raq. But Raq manages to follow/track him, due to the blood flowing out of Rans ear. Ran eventually realizes Raq is tracking him by the blood trail he's leaving, so he stops, steals himself, and rips off the remaining part of his ear, barely holding back a yell, then Ran pushes his hand down on the wound and continues to run. Raq finds the ear and simply hums, intrigued by the lengths Ran will go to escape, before turning around, deciding to let Ran escape this time, because he knows he'll see him again. Ran continues to run, terrified and borderline crying due to the fear and pain. For the next 3 days he believes he is still being followed by Raq so he continues to run, never resting until he eventually collapses from exhaustion. His ear eventually heals over but never grows back, it becomes a reminder of the fact he is being constantly hunted by people and will never escape them.

Ran encounters Raq a total of 32 times during his time living out in the wild. And every time Ran manages to get away, though sometimes more injured than others. Eventually it gets to the point Raq greets Ran like a old friend. After their 3rd encounter Raq starts to bring others with him, eventually he has 5 others helping him hunt Ran. Though Ran grows and is able to either outwit them by using traps or is just simply able to avoid them most of the time. Though he still gets hit at times, once he made a mistake and a trap failed, leading to him getting stabbed and passing out cause blood loss.

The Nether is less than kind to Ran but kinder than the overworld. He gets shot a lot from both ghasts and skeletons. And almost falls into lava multiple times. He gets stabbed and trips more times than he can count. But he actually manages to make acquaintance with the Piglins he meets due to him being polite to them and giving them gold for nothing in return. He actually is close enough to them to get directions for free and is even given resistance potions when Ran states he is leaving and not coming back as a farewell and stay safe gift. He ends up staying in the Nether for much longer than a normal person would and becomes adapt at traversing and surviving in it. It almost becomes his safe spot because the hunters have never followed him into the Nether. He would've lived there if he could, but due to the heat he isn't used too and the fact he just despised Ghasts more than the hunters, and they were everywhere in there, he didn't stay. But would often vist. Eventually he found netherite which he quickly covered his first and only diamond sword with. His sword also had the enchantments, sharpness 2, unbreaking 3, and sweaping edge. Over time and use the enchantments dimmed, only faintly remaining. At this point Ran had to flee his snow biome house due to a sudden attack, leaving behind the materials he needed to fix the enchantments and his sword. So he abandoned using it, but kept it cause it helped him through years of fighting, he can't exactly drop and leave it.

Extra stuff I couldn't find a way to fit in:

-Ran manages to find a village but actually gets kicked out cause he punches the blacksmith for upping the price of an iron sword.

-Ran slowly grows more cold, uncaring, rude, and harsh over time due to trauma. He doesn't realize he became this way due to untreated trauma until he arrives to The Pit where Watson is able to help him start to slowly heal. Which is why he becomes more open and joking in The Pit because he feels safe and loved.

-When the group leaves The Pit he becomes cold and hard again due to habit. Its his way of subconsciously defending himself.

-His body is covered in scars due to the hunters and his brushes with mobs.

-Ran knows how to tailor his own clothes and has made many different kinds of clothes, all designed for certain biomes.

-Ran never farmed, he always hunted.

-Ran never really built anything, instead he preferred to dig into the side of a mountain or make shelter in a cave. Its only in the snow biome did he actually build a house. And even then it was very clearly meant to be a temporary house. Though he did end up living there longer than he intended.

-He was at first extremely reluctant to kill, but was forced to kill hunters and animals multiple times. To the point he became almost numb to it and wouldn't hesitate to kill if he was threatened.

-He would sometimes dream about his family only for it to end with them being slaughtered, which really messed him up and he would just lay in bed mindlessly every time it happened. These dreams still happen.

Also a edit to when the brothers met in the Pit, Ran actually gets his hands on a broken trident accidentally left in the arena (its the front end only, and the middle spike is shorter than the rest due to a error when being made) and ends up tripping Ranbob then stabbing the trident into the ground over him (if that makes sense?), actually trapping Ranbob, with the middle spike just above his throat, leaving him unable to move unless he wants to cut his neck and trapped on the ground.

Tip of The Iceburg:

So Karl's watch is still damaged. And Isaac is still the one to convince him to seek help from the others. But midway through the meeting Phil speaks up, mentioning how he found a book in a ruined village that had a replica of Karl's Watch etched into the cover, but is in a language he's never seen. After passing it around the table no one recognizes it. Everyone's discouraged until Foolish suggests they look for the other Travelers (what ima call the Tales people) and maybe one of them will know. Eventually, with picture pinning of supposedly who could be in their world, they all split off into groups to look. Ran is still the first found, but when he's shown the book he actually confirms a part of it is in a old enderman language that fell off long ago, he's able to translate half of that section but says that Ranbob, who studied old languages much more thoroughly than Ran can do the rest (cause here their still brothers but nothing in Brothers AU happened). Giving everyone hope. Eventually Ranbob gets found and translates the rest, but a great amount is still untranslated, which is a problem. So now its a journey of finding more people and mixing languages to find out the rest.

A sudden twist to the story happens when Billiam joins, and due to his experience with the egg is actually able to translate a random page in the back of the book (the egg made its own language to prevent its plans being discovered). Where they find out the egg is what broke Karls watch, because to it humans are nothing but entertainment, and it gets joy seeing them suffer and wants to mess with their lives. When it gets revealed to the rest of the SMP what the page says, everyone gets pissed. And even when its found how to get the Travelers home they refuse to leave until the egg is destroyed, a few are mad at it and want revenge, others are scared and want to try to prevent it from coming into their time. Karl eventually relents and lets them join in making a plan to take down the egg.

Also have some fluff scenarios with the brothers since its been a while:

-There's two types of resistance potions in their world, fire resistance and water resistance. The latter of which the brothers have memorized how to make. Their friends do not know water resistance exists. Which leads to the brothers pranking their friends by drinking some then jumping into a lake. Giving Watson a heartattack and making Isaac sob. The two quickly reemerge seeing their reactions and calm them and reassure them. After the explanation you can bet they got a talking too and where grounded.

-Ran teaches Ranbob to fight!

-Ranbob teaches Ran to fish, Ran complains the entire time.

-Ranbob responds by threatening to teach Ran how to farm. Ran stops complaining after that….mostly

-Everyone has found the brothers either asleep against each other or one asleep on the other at least twice.

-*insert Arthur get out of the tank meme but instead it's Ranbob trying to get Ran out of a tree so he can greet people.*

-Ran has his first night in years without a nightmare!

Now something else I'm planning to work on soon: What happened to Ranbob after Ran left Mizu?

I hope me sending stuff is still ok after so long of sending nothing.

Good to have you back, Brothers Anon! And sorry to hear about your phone, that sounds like it must've a day.

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Brothers AU:

I see we're back to Traumatize The Brothers Time, fantastic.

The fact that Ran has these items on him is interesting. Did he just have them with him when he was fleeing? Did he have the time to grab them? Was he preparing ahead? What led to him having these useful tools on hand when he was forced to flee?

How does he fare with mobs, being a mob hybrid himself? I think it's somewhat been implied that he's good with Endermen, but what about others?

How do the gladiator gang go about helping with his insomnia and paranoia, if they are aware of it?

What's it like for him during his time in the snow-biome, since he's there for awhile? Does he make a more-permanent camp/shelter? Do anything particularly interesting?

Poor Ran! That must've been quite the shock for him, and I imagine it didn't help his trust issues.

How does he get to the Nether? Does he have a base there? What do the piglins think of him, and vice versa? How does the Nether life effect him overall?

What happened to those materials left behind? Where they discovered? Does he manage to go back and get them on the roadtrip? Do they visit his homes on the trip?

How does the group react to his sudden change when they're leaving? What kind of clothes does he make? Does he ever make some for the others? Does he enjoy it, or is it just because it's necessary?

How do the fishermen feel about the close call with the trident, and what happens to the weapon?

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Tip Of the Iceberg:

I don't remember if this was mentioned before, but was it Karl's watch that caused the issue then? Who wrote the book? Does the egg have a connection with them?

How do they fare with their plans to take down the Egg(and potentially the Eggpire, if that's a thing here)? How do those with previous experience with Egg feel about this, and what part do they play?

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Fluff! At long last!

I love how their thought process went to that. 'We can make water resistance potions, lets jump in a lake in front of our friends'.

That sounds like it should be entertaining.

Ranbob knows how to farm?

That's such a funny mental image. 'Ran, get out of the tree, you have to socialize'. 'Hissing'.

Yay, good for him!

Ooo, what?

Always.

#Brothers AU #dream smp #dream smp au #tales from the smp #Tip Of The Iceberg AU

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