Quick pencil sketch of a 17yo Prompto, in preparation for a Cinderella-esque, masquerade Promptio story I’m gonna post on AO3 (Raufnir) soon… The next time you see this photo, he’ll have his silver mask on, but I just wanted to show some love for is ickle freckles.
A little something for @thethespacecoyote, concerning their cute rhack omegaverse au w/ lil Cyrus Hope you feel better soon :P
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Jack isn’t paranoid.
Of course he isn’t, how could he
be? He’s the ruthless CEO of Hyperion! He spaces idiots for fun and fires
moonshots and Loaders at bandit camps as a sport! He strangles morons and drops
off his bloodied clothes at the drycleaners just to see their faces, because it totally isn’t like he
does that every day. He can walk down
corridors and people will scatter as if Death itself is approaching, which of
course it is. He’s the apex alpha and
he is in control.
So he can’t be paranoid.
But there’s something niggling in
the back of his head as he paces up and down his office. He’s already done the
length of it about thirty times without breaking a sweat, and now he’s doing it
in front of his desk. Jack thinks he’s done that about forty times now, he’s almost
sure, as he’s burrowed deep into his own thoughts. Rhys is constantly telling
him not to do that and Jack often doesn’t but now it’s hard not to. There’s
something bothering him, something in the room with him, he’s so sure of it. Except every time he turns around there’s
nothing there. But the hairs prickling on the back of his neck tell him
‘Oh for God’s sake, now you’re just
bein’ stupid.’ Jack growls to himself as he clenches his fists and crosses his
arms, his pacing stalling. ‘There’s no reason to be paranoid and stupid.
Security’s tight, Rhys is safe in the penthouse with the kid and no one can get
in without your biometric scan!’ He
tells himself off before there’s a beat and he’s back to thinking again.
‘But there are other ways into that
penthouse, and people are very good
at getting your biometric print.’ Jack says, a frown starting to paint his
face. ‘And you put Rhys in there during a time when the entire station is on lockdown because someone
tried to assassinate you.’
His heart almost skips a beat. The
station is on lockdown, Rhys and Cyrus are safe in the penthouse and someone
has tried to assassinate him. Logic is screaming
at him that they’re fine, that nothing can happen to them and that whoever is
trying to kill him can easily be taken down. But it doesn’t stop Jack from
sprinting to the elevator in his office, the one he’s tucked behind a giant
painting of himself that’s just been installed, and taking it straight to the
penthouse. The seconds are ticking by so painstakingly slowly, making sweat
start to bead on Jack’s forehead as he watches it climb the floors one by one
until there’s a soft ding.
‘Rhys? Cyrus!’ Jack calls out the
moment he’s in the penthouse, his heart racing in his chest as he looks around
for them both. When there’s no response, panic starts to swallow the alpha and
his senses prickle. He’s trying to find their scents, everything a blur
otherwise as he moves through the penthouse. Jack calls for them again and
there’s still no response. Oh God, has the assassin already gotten to them?
No, that’s ridiculous. There would have been alarms going off by now! Jack tries
to reason with himself, but then the little niggling voice starts up again.
Unless they disabled them.
‘Jack?’ comes a sleepy voice from
the doorway of the master bedroom, Jack’s head snapping around to look and
relief floods him when he sees his omega stood there. Rhys is dressed in one of
Jack’s stupidly big Hyperion sweaters, surrounding himself with his alpha’s
scent, and Jack can see past him where Cyrus is a little sleeping bundle on the
‘Oh thank God…’ Jack breathes,
giving a nervous laugh as he runs a hand through his finely gelled hair. ‘You’re
‘Of course we are, Jack.’ Rhys
answers, looking confused for a moment before he smiles sweetly and walks over.
‘Paranoia again?’ he asks, receiving a gruff noise from Jack as if to say no.
Rhys shakes his head and smiles, gently leading him into the bedroom after
lacing his fingers with the alpha’s. The moment Jack enters the room he’s hit
with a wave of Rhys’ scent, his heart’s racing being soothed immediately as
Rhys leads him over to the bed. They both lay down together, one either side of
the sleeping Cyrus, and Rhys gently combs his fingers through Jack’s hair.
‘I thought that asshole assassin
got to you guys…’ Jack admits after a little while of silence, eyes closing as
he holds Cyrus close and lets Rhys play with his hair. Only his omega is
allowed to do that.
‘Hey, we’re both okay. Besides, you
set up a whole legion of Loaders in
the corridor on the way up here, didn’t you? We’re safe behind two blast doors
and an entire legion as well as
top-of-the-range security systems and you.’ Rhys smiles, pressing gentle kisses
to Jack’s forehead as he felt the apex alpha’s jaw unclench slowly. ‘Right now,
this room is the safest place on Helios. So you can settle down now, Handsome,
Cyrus has been missing you.’
Jack looks down at the small boy
cradled in his burly arms, a smile working its way onto his masked face as he
gives a soft chuckle. Cyrus stirs after a little while, stretching in his
father’s arms as his mother coos to him gently as his eyes blink open.
‘Dad…?’ he mumbles sleepily, Jack’s
heart finally calming at that as he holds him tight.
‘I’m here, Cy, and I’m not letting
you go.’ He murmurs, his low tone lulling the little one back to sleep. ‘I’m
not letting either of you two go.’
Chanyeol, the destroyer of confetti (or at least the ones on Baekhyun’s head)
*flick flick* Chanyeol being a good boyfriend pal and helping Baekhyun out, aww, so cute. Is it just me or does it look like Chanyeol would be making little sound effects, like “Ba! Ba!” Wait Baekhyun are you smiling? You like getting attention from Chanyeol don’t you~
Being a little sweetie, and Baekhyun obediently letting him~
(from the same moment :3) Never fear Confetti remover Chanyeol is here to save Baekhyun’s hair from life threatening confetti. Did you see how he literally rushed over to Baekhyun, just to get confetti out of his hair? How adorable~
Then most recent, Chanyeol blowing away a random piece of confetti, or pieces I can’t tell. Either he is OCD or something, or he’s being a caring boyfriend, I’m leaning towards the second option tho, cuz apparently when Chanbaek was rooming together way back, their room was always the messiest. *wink*
This ship this ship this ship, why you do strange things to ma heart?
So why don’t we just enjoy some Chanfetti and Baekfetti?
(why must they look so perfect together…?)
…V-sign…out……..for now…mwahahahahahaha (more Chanbaek in the future ya’ll, just you wait!)
[▶️] I would not only like to point out Anthony’s obvious heart eyes, but also the VERY subtle wink he gives Ian in the second gif. You can even see a slight demeanor change in Ian and Anthony both after the gesture.
Also, Anthony forgot his line when he looked at Ian. How cute! <3
Jaebum whining about how his okonomiyaki is ruined because of the egg.
JB: *sigh* It would’ve cooked better but I didn’t mix the egg well.
JB: If I mixed the egg well, it would’ve cooked faster. ㅠㅠ
JB: IF ONLY I MIXED IT, YOU HAVE TO MIX THE EGG WELL SO IT COOKS WELL. ; A; JB: B-but it didn’t turn out like that. ;-;
Are people really that upset? I mean I know it was a bit douche but I didn’t see a huge problem with it because it’s kinda true, most girls only look at Ash cause his fucking hot and not his drumming skills, guilty as charged now a days I’m more into how he drums but a few years back all I was focusing on was that cute little drummer having fun, also with the “chicks” comment, remember Ashton is Australian and “Chick(s)” is as a casual way to explain a girl/women in Australia