#‘whenever I’m happy someone I care for is upset and vice versa so the only way to ensure my loved ones are happy is to make myself suffer’

[lesbianusahana]

Gotta say. I wish lobotomies were still preformed. A hole through my amygdala would probably fix a good 80% of my problems

[gunilslaugh]

Hii! I love you're writing so much, so I just know you'd be the perfect person to write this idea if you're able.

I was wondering about, how would you and your XDH boyfriend go about announcing your relationship to Villians?? Would you have to do some convincing or vice versa? Or were fans already speculating and you finally decided to just tell them already?? I think it'd be such a cute moment.

Thank you! Hope life is treating you well!

I really thought that this was gonna be short and sweet then it turned into 2.4k words. Anyway thank you for loving my writing! It means a lot.

All members _• . •_

Summary: How you and Xdinary Heroes reveal your relationship to Villains.

WC:~2.4k

Warning:grammar

photo not mine credits to owner.

Gunil

Yours and Gunil’s relationship was approaching the one year mark. It was actually easier than you thought it would be to keep your relationship underwraps from the public. However, since your relationship with Gunil became a serious one, the two of you began to discuss revealing your relationship to the public and Villains. Gunil is the one who brought it up first.

“Y/n, how would you feel about revealing our relationship?” He asked you one night. The two of you were sitting on opposite ends of the couch legs overlapping in the middle, phones occupying you both. You put your phone down and sat upright. Gunil moved to sit next to you.

“I’m ok with it. I feel like I should be the one asking you though,” you laughed lightly. “It affects you more than me Mr. Idol,” you continued. Gunil laughed at your use of the nickname. 

“It still affects you though, so I need to be sure we're on the same page. I think it’s time for Villains to know about the love of my life,” he grabs your hands in his. 

“Villains might get jealous if you say that. You know I have to share you with them,” you stated. Gunil chuckled and adjusted his grip on your hands.

“So you’re ok with telling them?” He double checked.

“Yes, let’s announce our relationship,” you confirmed. Gunil sat down with you to write a handwritten letter to the fans announcing your relationship. He tells them about how thankful he is to have you in his life. He talks about how supportive you are of him and Xdinary Heroes. How he hopes Villains won’t be too upset to hear this news and to please support your relationship. He even uploaded some cute couple pictures of you two  together along with the letter. Villains showed a lot of support for you two. Some saying that they are grateful that Gunil found someone to love and that loved him. Yes there were a few not so nice comments too, but that was expected. Overall the support out weighed the negative, but most importantly you and Gunil were happy.

Jungsu

Jungsu was always careful when it came to keeping your relationship out of the public's eye. Sometimes he felt bad for you because he couldn’t freely hold your hand in public and always had to partially sneak around whenever you went out. Even though you would reassure Jungsu that it was ok there was a thought that haunted his mind of you leaving him because of it one day. Your relationship growing deeper only made his fear of you leaving grow too. One day you hung out with a guy friend of yours and posted pictures of it on your social media. Now, Jungsu wasn’t jealous about you being out with your guy friend because that’s all he was a friend, but he was jealous that you could post pictures with him freely. All of your guys photos together had to remain between the two of you and maybe some friends/family. Jungsu came to the conclusion that he wanted to be able to post pictures of you two together, no longer having to keep your relationship in the shadows. 

“Y/n!” Jungsu proclaimed excitedly once you arrived back home, encasing you in a hug. 

“Did you miss me that much?” You joked hugging him back. 

“I did, but I also have something to talk to you about,” he told you. 

“What is it?” You asked, nerves setting in a little bit. Jungsu guided you over to the couch, sitting down. Jungsu took a breath before answering you.

“I wanna tell Villains about us,” Jungsu said very seriously. You took a second to process what he just told you. 

“Are you sure Jungsu? That’s a very big step,” you quizzed him. 

“I’m sure. I don’t want to hide us anymore, but if you need more time that’s totally ok too. I don’t want you to feel uncomfortable about this,” he tells you. You took some time to think it over before giving him your answer.

“If you’re really sure about it then I am too,” you smiled, grabbing his hand.

The next week Jungsu revealed your relationship via a post on the group's social media. He’s never been so happy to be able and finally post about the person he loves.

Gaon/Jiseok

Villains were suspecting that Jiseok might have had a special someone in his heart. During one of the Xdinary Heroes Xtra Files content there was a clip in the video where you can see Jiseok’s phone light up and the lockscreen revealed a photo of what looked like him and someone cuddling. Later the clip was edited out and the video was reuploaded. Villains took that as unofficial confirmation that Jiseok was indeed dating someone. Their comments about it were actually quite supportive. Saying that yes they were a little envious about whoever the lucky person was, but Jiseok being happy was what they cared about most. Jiseok on the other hand was having a little freak out over the incident.

“I’m sorry! I should’ve been more careful, especially since I knew the cameras were rolling,” Jiseok profusely apologized to you.

“Jiseok, it's ok. Most of the comments I read about it were actually supportive of you being in a relationship,” you told him.

“Really?” He questioned, slightly taken aback. 

“Yeah, I mean there were some not so happy comments about it, but that’s an always unfortunately,” you added “Why don’t we just tell them?” You suggest a bit of hesitation in your voice.

“Are you sure?” Jiseok questions you.

“Yes, unless you don’t want to,” you answered, not wanting to pressure him. It was his career after all.

“No!” He quickly blurts out. “Wait not no I mean, I want to. I want to tell them about our relationship,” Jiseok explained. He’s definitely thought about what it would be like before. Telling everyone that you guys were together. That he has someone he treasures deeply.

A few days later Jiseok did a live. Of course there were some questions about his lockscreen and he was waiting for them to pop up,so he could use them to reveal his relationship.

“Villains,” he began. “You’re curious about my lockscreen right? I’ll show it to you,” He pulled out his phone and displayed his lockscreen that was indeed a picture of you two cuddling. “This is a person who I love deeply and want to continue spending my life with. I’m sorry for not telling you sooner, but I love them and you guys too of course very much. I ask that you please understand and continue to support me. They make me very happy,” Jiseok tells them.

Jiseok was deeply moved to see all of the congratulating comments from Villains.

O.de/Seungmin

Frankly Seungmin would have been delighted to announce your relationship on day one, but he knew that wasn’t the best idea. Seungmin and you were friends prior to dating, so your name had already been mentioned to Villains once or twice before, very briefly though. Time went by and the urge to reveal your relationship only grew for Seungmin. Whenever he passed a couple on the street he envied how openly affectionate they could be. While you always made sure to walk with a friendship sized gap between you both for safe measures. Seungmin adored how you cared about his career, but sometimes he just wanted to throw caution to the wind and love you openly. He’d been thinking about it a lot recently and decided to finally bring it up to you.

“Y/n can we talk?” He asked you. The two of you had just finished cleaning the dishes after eating dinner.

“Of course, what’s up?” you inquired, taking a seat at the kitchen table. 

“How would you feel about telling Villains about our relationship?” He asked you carefully. 

“Seungmin you haven’t even been debuted for two years yet. I’m not sure that’s a good idea,” you replied honestly. Seungmin can’t say that your answer is unexpected. Sometimes he thinks you care more about his career than he does, now being a good example of that.

“I really appreciate how much you care y/n, but we would tell them at some point eventually right? I want to be able to love you openly, not keep you a secret anymore,” Seungmin explains. “Please for once can you not think about my career so much? I promise it'll be ok no matter what,” he tells you. You’re still a bit hesitant, but seeing how certain Seungmin is provides you with solid reassurance. 

“Ok, let’s do it,” you say, letting out a breath.

“Thank you!” Seungmin shouts excitedly, springing up to gather you in a hug. He gets to work excitedly writing a letter to Villains about your relationship. He starts off his letter by asking them if they remember his friend y/n that he’s mentioned in the past. Saying that he has some news about you two. He reveals that you’re happily together. Seungmin writes about how much you mean to him and how he feels so blessed to have you be in his life. Villains' positive comments only made him more happy.

Junhan/Hyeongjun

You appeared, well your voice appeared in a vlog that was uploaded to Xdinary Heroes youtube channel. It was a vlog Hyeonjun had shot while the boys were given some time off. Obviously you were introduced as Hyeongjun’s friend in the vlog. Villains really like you though. They wrote comments about how they could tell Hyeongjun was super comfortable around you and that they were glad he had a friend like you. There were also comments about shipping the two of you that made you laugh. “I might be a little delulu, but I think Hyeongjun and his friend would make a cute couple,” you read. The replies to the comment brought a smile to your face. “I was thinking the same thing!”. “Please, they're so cute!!! They way they made Hyeongjun laugh my heart ;(” If only they knew, you thought.

Hyeongjun arrived at your place while you were still busy reading comments on his vlog.

“Have you seen the comments on your vlog?” You questioned him after giving him your greeting hug. Hyeongjun shook his head. “Look,” you said, holding up your phone for him to read. “I’m Villain approved,” you boasted playfully. Hyeongjun felt a sense of relief as he read over the comments. A part of him always feared the worst when it came to thinking about how it would be to announce your relationship. Worst case scenario being the two of you breaking up, which never wants to happen. Seeing how supportive his fans were being helped to put his mind at ease. “What?” You questioned him seeing the gears turning in his head.

“I just always worried about the worst happening when it comes to revealing our relationship, but reading those comments makes me feel better about it,” Hyeongjun admits. 

“You’ve thought about telling people about our relationship?” You prompted him.

“A part of me feels guilty about keeping it from Villains. I want to tell them, but the fear of losing you always outweighs that guilt,” he informs you.

“Let’s tell them then, so you can get rid of that guilt. I promise I won’t go anywhere,” you reassured him. The two of you discussed it a bit more before deciding how you would announce your relationship. Hyeongjun decided on filming a video that was uploaded to the youtube channel revealing all about how his friend that Villains adored was actually the person he loved. The sheer support and excitement over Villain's ship being real made all of Hyeongjun’s fear disappear. 

Jooyeon

You and Jooyeon were both more stay-in date people, so keeping your relationship hidden was no problem for the two of you. Announcing your relationship wasn’t really even a thought that either of you two had before. You were just enjoying your time together. 

“What if we pulled a Chen and just randomly announced our marriage to Villains one day?” It was truly just a random thought that popped into his mind one day, but he was still curious about what your reaction would be.

“Is that your way of proposing?” You joked, not really taking him seriously. 

“We’re still a bit too young for that, but I mean it would be kinda funny right? Skip having a dating scandal and go right to a marriage announcement,” he chuckled lightly. 

“I think the fact that dating scandals are still a thing is what’s sad. Maybe that’s why idols started skipping them and going to marriage announcements,” you gave your input. Now that Jooyeon talked about it he can’t seem to stop thinking about telling Villians about you two.

“Seriously though, what if we told Villians about us?” Jooyeon asks with a serious tone.

“Do you really want to?” You checked him.

“I never really thought about it before, but now that we’re talking about it I think I want to. I think it would be nice for people to know that I have someone that I love and cherish very much,” he reveals. 

“Someone that you want to spend the rest of your life with?” You said half jokingly, earning an unamused look from Jooyeon. “Sorry I am taking this seriously,” you stated. “If you really want to. Then I want to too, but you know not everyone is going to be happy?” You reminded him.

“I know, but as long as we face it together we’ll be ok,” he answered. Jooyeon writes a post announcing your relationship. Of course being the menace that he is he starts it off with, “Villains I have news to tell you. I have found someone that I want to spend the rest of my life with.” Then he tells them that’s just kidding, kinda. He writes about how he is in love and sharing his life with a special someone that he treasures deeply. He asks for Villains to continue supporting him and the rest of Xdinary Heroes. Was very pleased with the congratulating comments and laughed about Villains saying they better receive wedding invitations. 

The way they progressively got a bit longer....oops.

[yuyupowers]

aristocrat!seonghwa

aristocrat!seonghwa x fem!reader

genre: fluff

trigger warning(s): patriarchal society mostly. let me know if there’s anything else!

author’s note: none of the pictures are mine!!

for reference, i’m using british peerage (hierarchy). there are five ranks: baron, viscount, earl (count), marquess, and duke - the highest being duke, and the lowest, baron.

second son of a duke

i imagine seonghwa to be someone who values tradition

unlike hongjoong who finds who finds the numerous aristocratic mannerisms pointless, hwa believes upholding these (rather stringent) rules is a sign of respect

perfect gentleman pt.1

excellent in swordsmanship, horse-back riding, and hunting

well versed in poetry, literature, art, and finance

(can maintain a conversation about politics but honestly it kinda goes over his head)

a bit on the shyer side, but a decent conversationalist

good at keeping the flow and mediating in case anyone becomes a little too heated about their opinions

definitely cares about his and his family’s image

naturally caring and tends to dote on those close to him

(translates into excellent manners)

holds the door open, offers his hand when stepping out of carriages, makes sure to walk on the side closest to traffic, diverts conversation when things are too “distressing,” wouldn’t be caught dead alone with a woman that wasn’t related to him or his fiancée/wife

and surprise, surprise !!

this is where you come in

you’re the second oldest daughter, fourth child out of six; born to an earl

hwa’s family had the highest title bestowed upon aristocracy

whereas your family accumulated more wealth and land than the park family

and since both you and hwa were prime marrying age™, your parents decided upon a mutually beneficial marriage

the first time you met seonghwa was under the watchful eye of both your parents, when the park’s invited your family for dinner

tbh, you were pretty relieved when you met him

“prime marrying age” was different for men, so you were just glad he wasn’t some old geezer

and he seemed like a decent person !!

a well put together gentleman, and his image was only consolidated throughout dinner

all in all, you didn’t have much to complain about from the initial impression

though it was kinda annoying when your little sister would not shut up about how he was the handsome man she’s ever met

even if you agreed

and didn’t she say that when she met woo?

anyways

after the first meeting with the park’s, both your parents set up multiple occasions for you two to meet

whether that be evening walks, picnics in the park, etc,,,

you learned a great deal about seonghwa 

how his favourite is black, how he loved the stars and that his favourite planet was mars

how he loved kids and doted on your youngest siblings (much to your sister’s glee)

how he enjoyed spending a quiet afternoon with you reading dickens, discussing afterwards the contrast between carton and darnay

how he was always considerate of your feelings and opinions

you liked to think you were a decent judge of character and thought overall that seonghwa was a kind and caring person

but you also noticed a few characteristics that-

you wouldn’t say it was off-putting or anything but,,,

it might bother you in the future

see, you were pretty good friends with hongjoong

and while you weren’t as extreme,

(you didn’t sneak out weekly to hang out with a bar maiden that you definitely did not have a crush on)

you certainly agreed with him on certain points

like hwa, you thought that abiding by certain mannerisms = display of respect

but unlike him, you didn’t care all that much about your image

okay, that was a lie.

you couldn’t say you didn’t care about your image

(social ostracization isn’t exactly fun ya feel)

but you thought it was,,,exhausting

it’s one thing to be respectful, but it’s another thing to say things you don’t mean

to fake humility

to undermine people that are supposed to be your “friends” or “one of you”

to be perfect, when “perfect” was such a subjective term anyways

it just felt so fake and that left a bitter taste in your mouth

even now, you could see all the efforts seonghwa made to constantly keep his image of a “perfect gentleman”

with perfect mannerisms and perfect answers and perfect-

yeah, it kinda frustrated you

not to mention how obedient he was?

of course you didn’t fault him for being a dutiful and filial son, but his loyalty blinded him

and it wasn’t like his parents were bad people !!

no, you’d say they were much kinder than the average noble family

especially considering their status

but when they made important decisions for their son without consulting him,

(because they were more experienced, because they knew better, etc,,,)

and he accepted whatever decision they handed to him?

well,,,

nevertheless, despite being his fiancée, you, by this point, had realistically had known seonghwa for a couple months

and you didn’t feel like it was your place 

(at least not yet)

to point this out

so the two of you continued your cordial but emotionally distant meetings

that is until “the incident” (as hwa fondly likes to call it)

okay, so-

one day you paid hwa a visit and the two of you decided to take a walk in his family’s garden

chattering about this and that

a lovely time !!

it was a bit overcast, but it didn’t look too threatening

so the two of you ignored the clouds looming in the horizon and wandered deep into the garden

big mistake

the weather took a turn for the worst, and soon it was pouring

by this point seonghwa was a little panicked

he knew that for women, getting ready could be excessively long and tenuous task

(courtesy of his little sister’s complaints)

and now !! you were getting rained on !! because he didn’t bring an umbrella !! just in case !!

!!!!

he turns to you, ready to shield you with his jacket and lead you back to the manor

but he’s at a loss by what he sees

he had expected you to be upset, to huddle closer to him, to,,,idk, maybe reprimand him for this thoughtlessness??

but instead, he finds you staring up at the dark sky, eyes shimmering with barely contained glee with the biggest smile he’s ever seen from you adorning your lips

he likes your smile

and if he was already confused (he was), he was about to become even more so

because the next thing he knows, you’re hiking your dress in one hand and grabbing his in the other, running through puddles of water and mud and everything in between, laughter falling from you like the rain

up until this point, you had been acting like the perfect (you hate that word) lady

polite, demure, charming-

in public settings, you only spoke when spoken to, with a voice that was purposely soft and soothing

you chatted with his mother and sisters about traditionally feminine things over tea with impeccable manners

whenever you two met, you were always prim and proper; never a strand of hair out of place

but here you were, getting not only yours but his clothes soggy and muddy, laughing without a care about how pleasant it sounded or how loud it was

seonghwa liked to think he wasn’t a judgemental person-

he wasn’t repulsed or anything by your sudden change in demeanor

just.

really confused

and when you looked back, you could tell,if his expression was anything to go by

but your grin only grew wider, because you could work with this

he wasn’t enjoying himself per say; a bit too confused and bit too stiff to do so

but he wasn’t horrified or disgusted

okay maybe he was a little grossed out; he liked to be clean thank you very much

you could work with this.

and so over the next few months, you showed him things he never dreamed of doing

some of which he liked, some of which he didn’t

some he was willing to try, some, less

like sneaking into the restricted section of the library (he’s never been so scandalized in his life)

or visiting the kitchen in the middle of the night so you could teach him how to make some basic recipes (which he surprisingly enjoyed)

or meeting hongjoong

(“of COURSE it matters if they got the colour wrong?! lord help me you’re the most insufferable person i’ve ever met-”)

and the more the two of you explored, the more he,,,real he became.

and vice versa.

gradually, the mask of perfection he worked so on hard to maintain was slipping before you

don’t get me wrong, he’s still kind and caring and a gentleman

but sometimes he would whine and complain when you encouraged him to do something he was less than enthusiastic about (usually something that involved getting him messy)

or he made The Face™ (the disgusted one) to you and when he didn’t like something or someone

or he would be stupidly stubborn about some random fact that you KNEW was wrong but he just WOULDN’T admit if even when you showed him proof

(“seonghwa for the last time toads don’t give you war-” “LALALA I CAN’T HEAR YOU” “eye-”)

once, he even playfully stole the strawberry from your cake

(big mistake. he’s never doing that again. he never knew a woman could move so fast or be so scary.)

it made you so, so happy because the two of you were finally getting to know each other

actually know each other

then one day, while the two of you were reading underneath a tree at the park

“,,,hey love?” (hwa)

“yes?”

“why are we doing this?” 

“what do you mean, dear?”

“i mean,,,i’m not complaining, but i guess,,,why did you decide to show me this part of you? the part that runs around in the rain?” hwa

you don’t reply right away

instead, you shut your book and idly stared at the willow swaying over the pond, wind running its fingers through its drooping leaves

after a few moments of silence

“,,,i wanted to know you and what you believed in. actually believed in.”

seonghwa tilts his head slightly to the side

“love, i hardly think my convictions have changed”

“but do you know what your convictions are?”

and you know when you hear something that resonates with you?

something that strikes deep in your core and makes you rethink everything you’ve know?

yeah,,,this is one of those moments

now it was seonghwa’s turn to set his book aside, falling deep in thought

after an unnaturally long stretch of silence, you began to panic a little

because ?? maybe you misread the situation and got a little too comfortable-

cause i mean you were questioning his core values, which is something he takes very seriously

o god you messed up didn’t you o crap you need to apolog-

“will you help me figure it out?”

“,,,huh??”

“will you help me figure out my convictions?” he asked

and you swear, you’ve never seen such a smile from seonghwa

one that conveyed a plethora of emotions, ranging from honesty and vulnerability, to confusion and loss, to lightness and warmth

it filled you with an unnameable feeling

like something sliding into place, fitting perfectly; like it was always meant to be there, filling you with comfort

shyly intertwining your hands for the first time, you looked up to meet his gaze with a pattering heart and a smile matching his own

“,,,of course.”

[fatiguing-thoughts]

Change of Heart - Paul Lahote x Reader

Request: “Hey, since you don't feel comfortable writing about the poly imprinting thing the other anon suggested, I have an idea based on what they said that maybe you could write instead. So instead of the reader imprinting on both, a reaction type of thing for when the reader had a crush on one, but falls in love with the other with time. If it is preference style, you can get to show both situations (crush on Embry, but falls for Paul later and vice versa)”

this is the crush on Embry -> falling in love with Paul version

Having a mother who was obsessed with the beach was the reason that your life turned out the way it did. 

That’s where you met your best friend, Embry Call. 

His mother worked at the souvenir shop, she frequently brought him to the beach as well. So time after time of running into each other and playing together as kids-- you grew up hanging out all the time. 

Despite you living and going to school in Forks, you guys saw each other at minimum three times a week. And as you got older, you only hung out more. Even into young adulthood.

You guys did everything together. School dances when your moms forced you into going, going to see the movies either of you were dying to watch, and simply hanging around doing nothing. It was like you were dating, but if dating meant that you were merely best friends. No kissing, the awkward touching of hands here and there. 

But overall, you and Embry connected deeper than anyone else. You would stay up talking all night, picking the brains of one another’s minds. Listening to music together, singing your favorite songs. Sometimes you stared a little too long at his lips, but that was besides the point. You guys were friends. 

I had grown quite the crush on Embry, but I knew deep down that it wouldn’t be worth risking the friendship. I could never risk anything awkward between us. I have never felt this comfortable around another person before, and I doubt that I would find it again. So holding Embry close to my heart as a best friend was an idea that I was well acquainted with. I’d grown to accept it. 

Though, as time went on, he began to gain some newer friends, which was normal. What high school boy didn’t hang out with other boys? The only issue was, it seemed to tear into your Embry time. 

It was fine, really. Embry’s happiness was my top priority. But when he finally introduced me to his friends, I’ll admit I felt pretty excited. To finally meet some new people, to find friendship in those other than Embry. 

Embry was always my best friend, but it wouldn’t hurt to have a bigger circle. He spoke so highly of them all, how could I not be thrilled to meet them? 

So when I did, I could say that I was both incredibly nervous, yet excited. 

“They’re gonna love you.” He reassures me on our way to Jake’s house. 

“How do you know that?” I ask, fiddling with the rip in my jeans.

“Because, I love you. You’re the best friend anyone could ask for. They’re gonna think you’re a lot of fun and super cool, because you are.” He smiles that signature Embry Call grin. 

Friend. Ugh. Get it together, (Y/N). 

“Thank you, Em.” I smile back.

“Of course.” 

The drive to Jacob’s was quick from Embry’s considering they both lived in La Push. Pulling up into the house, Embry led me into the garage where they were working on Jacob’s project car, the rabbit. Embry would never shut up about it, his eyes brighter than the sun whenever he talked about how much fun it was, how he enjoyed finally being able to exercise his mechanic skills. 

“Hey guys, this is (Y/N). (Y/N), this is Jacob, Jared, Quil, and Paul. We have a few classes together.” He points at them as he says their names. 

“Hi.” I wave shyly. 

“(Y/N), I know you haven’t been here yet, but don’t worry. I’ll quickly become your favorite. Don’t stress.” Quil walks over, putting his arm around your shoulder and chuckling. 

“Oh great, thanks.” I roll my eyes. “You really weren’t kidding, Em. He’s nuts.” I giggle. 

“Wow, okay. Thanks for putting in a good word, Embry.” Quil laughs, walking back to where he stood. 

I quickly found myself growing comfortable, no wonder why Embry found good company in these guys. They were all so nice, so down to Earth. 

One in particular caught my attention, Paul. He was handsome, well built for his age. He seemed to be just as friendly as the rest, too. 

I watched as Embry and Jake worked on the engine, peering over the side of the hood. 

“Do you know anything about cars?” A charming voice rings out behind me. 

I turn over my shoulder and see Paul, I felt a blush begin to rise to my cheeks. Why did he get me so flustered for absolutely no reason?

“Uh, yeah. A little bit. Embry talks my ear off about them, plus I have some cars I like myself. But mechanical wise, they run circles around me.” I smirk. 

“Nice. They’re teaching me a lot more, I’m probably at the same level you’re at.” He chuckles, his deep brown eyes piercing into mine. 

“No you’re not, (Y/N) still runs circles around you. I’m the best teacher around.” Embry teases. 

“Well, you heard it here first. Looks like I know more than you about cars.” I tease.

“Might have to teach me some stuff some time.” He smirks. 

I felt the blush creeping onto my cheeks again, so I bent my head down, glancing down at my feet, before returning his gaze. 

“Maybe.” 

Embry looks between us, discomfort slightly showing on his face, which left me a bit confused. 

The drive back to my house was a bit awkward. 

“Is everything okay?” I ask.

“I just... I got the vibe that you and Paul hit it off really well. Which would be fine, but he’s a bit of a... player. I just, I don’t want you to go through that. He’s a great friend, but he’s not a good boyfriend.” Embry gently tells me, looking into my eyes with his chocolate brown ones. 

“I see.” I swallow, looking out the window.

I was unsure of what to say. Paul seemed like a nice guy, but Embry wouldn’t steer me wrong. 

Over the next few weeks, I began to spend more and more time with them all. I grew to adore them more than I ever thought I would, they were just as important to me as Embry was now, my romantic feelings finally subsiding for him. Quil quickly became the impish friend that Embry told me he’d be, Jared was an absolute clown, Jake was beyond friendly, very caring. 

And well Paul... Paul was someone that really left me blushing almost constantly. He hung onto every word that left my mouth, and I did the same for him. He was sweeter than sugar to me, even if he was less of that to the rest of the group and everyone else. He had a certain softness in his voice, in his body language with me. Paul talked to me like I was the only person in the room, but Embry’s warning loomed over me like clouds over the rainy Forks sky. 

As time went on, Embry warned me again. He even spoke to Paul about it, apparently. Paul had told me about it one night while we were talking just the two of us. We begun to hang out just the two of us, yet I never let him call it a date as per Embry’s warning. 

While he was at first surprised I wouldn’t go on a date with him, he was persistent because he knew how I felt. He knew the connection we had. He was upset that I always reciprocated the flirting, but was always far too hesitant to make any larger moves. 

“Embry, I haven’t seen any other girls since you brought her to hang out.” 

“I don’t know Paul... I don’t want (Y/N) to be the same as every other girl for you.”

“She’s not, she’s different. You know that. I really like her, I never felt this before. She won’t say yes unless you’re okay with it.” 

“Don’t make me regret this, Paul.” 

“You won’t.” 

Paul would hold my hand when I would get scared during horror movie night. He would pick me up for hangouts for the pure fact that he could drive me home, despite me being able to drive and having my own car. He would give me his hoodies when I would grow cold, whispering about how they looked better on me than him. Paul grew protective over me, always making sure that every adventure we took together, he would be there to make sure I stayed in one piece due to my clumsiness. Paul truly thought I was this fragile piece of glass that could shatter at any moment. 

 He would surprise me with my favorite drink from Starbucks when I was having a rough day at work. The way he would always have to touch me, whether that be resting an arm around my shoulder, holding my hand, or resting a hand on my thigh or lower back. All of the above sending my nerves in a frenzy. He was protective, slightly jealous. He didn’t like when guys checked me out, so he made it known I was his when he would press a kiss to my lips, then smirking at them, pulling me into him. 

 I loved the feeling of when he would pull me into his lap, his strong arms wrapping around me. The way he held me at night, like I was the only thing that mattered in the world-- it was a beautiful feeling. It was crazy to hear the stories of the hot-headed boy, because with me he wasn’t like that. He was patient, kind, and loving to no end. Did he have his moments where his temper would flare up? Of course. Everyone does, but I tried to help him get to where he wanted his temper to be. We worked on new ways to cope, we made a lot of progress for him. 

He was everything you could ask for in a guy, he was nothing Embry warned me about. Everyone noticed that Paul had softened immensely, he was calmed down. He was “whipped” according to the guys, which I didn’t stop him from kicking Jacob’s ass for that one. 

“Damn, Paul. (Y/N) trained you well.” Quil teases, only to be pulled into a headlock.

Our first kiss was sweet, it was gentle. Paul’s large hands held my face like he was holding the most fragile thing in the world. He treated me like a princess. 

“Wanna go get lunch before we hang out with everyone? I’m buying.” He offers. 

“Sure, but you’re not buying my lunch.” I giggle over the phone. 

“Why not? It’ll be a date.” He chimes. 

“I don’t know... What’s in it for me?” 

“Uh, going on a date with the hottest and sweetest guy in all of La Push.” 

“Oh, Jacob’s taking me on a date?” I tease, knowing that would drive him a little nuts. 

“You’re gonna be the death of me, (Y/N) (Y/L/N).” He chuckles into the phone. 

“I just might be, when’re you picking me up, Lahote?” I giggle. 

“I’m actually outside already. Surprise.” 

So we went out to lunch, and it was really fun. It always was a fun time with Paul. Going to hang out with the guys was great, though something was off with Jared. He played it off, continuing to tease Paul and I. 

Embry grew to support Paul and I, though he told me he was my second pair of eyes. He was watching Paul like a hawk, hoping he wouldn’t break my fragile heart. 

But when Jared got sick with mono and stopped coming around, I had to be there for him. He was beyond hurt when he saw Jared hanging out with Sam Uley. Why would he up and leave the group? No explanation, nothing. Jared avoided all of us like the plague.

Paul was devastated. That was his best friend, how could Jared lie to him? How could he ditch him like it was nothing?

The issue was, is that Paul had a hard time expressing his emotions. Even though he was sad about the situation, he grew to be angry. He would huff and puff, pacing the room, yelling about how Jared was being an asshole and how he had no idea what to do. 

It was fine, really. You knew that he was going through the ringer and he still treated you like a princess. 

“I’m sorry, baby. I didn’t even realize how much I was yelling.” He would apologize, walking over to you sitting on the edge of the bed, waiting for him to calm down after your attempts to do so were futile. 

“I understand, you’re going through a rough time right now. But I’m here for you.” I smile, pressing a kiss to his lips. 

“I love you.” He presses his forehead against mine.

“I love you, too.” 

Chills ran up my spine, I had felt butterflies like never before. Paul gave me feelings I never knew existed.  

But soon, he grew feverish. His skin was burning hot and he grew testy. He snapped at everyone, and seemingly for the littlest of things. I thought it was strange, as this was a side of Paul I had never seen. We had to leave Jake’s one night, as he grew incredibly protective over me... almost animalistic. He almost lost it on Quil when he started play fighting with me, I just took him out of there, leaving the guys in the garage. I was met with concerned eyes all around, but I knew Paul wouldn’t hurt me... I just had no idea what had gotten into him. 

He held onto me like his life depended on it. 

“I’m scared, (Y/N).” He whispered into my neck. 

“Why Paul?” 

“Jared and Sam... they look like they’re waiting for me. I can’t stand it-- they’re hovering over me all the time. I can’t deal with it.” He huffs. 

His feverish skin almost burning mine, just as it had been the last few days. 

“I’m sorry Paul, maybe try to avoid them?” I offer up my advice, but it met with a mere sigh from his lips. 

“They keep telling me I have to break away from everyone. That I’ll have to leave the friend group, that I’ll have to leave you. They’re lucky I didn’t kick their asses.” He huffs. 

His words shocked me, they left me speechless. Why would they be saying that?

“Why would they say that?” 

“Hell if I knew. I just ran out of there before I punched someone. I know you don’t like when I hit people.” He chuckles.

“I’d rather you didn’t.” I smirk.

But I couldn’t shake his words, I didn’t understand why they wanted him? Why they wanted him to cut us all off? 

He soon fell asleep while I rubbed circles into his back, trying to soothe him once again. I heard my phone go off on the table next to me. 

It was Embry asking if I was okay, to which I told him yeah. He didn’t need to know the worries plaguing my brain. 

But the next few days, Paul got sicker. He started changing before my eyes, growing insanely fast. His body temperature continued to climb. He told me that Sam and Jared wouldn’t leave him alone, but he was only getting angrier at them and holding onto me tighter. 

“They keep saying they don’t want me to hurt you.” He would sigh, his face visibly distressed. 

And then told me that I couldn’t see him for a while. He cut off all the guys completely, and I hadn’t heard from him since; he wasn’t even answering my texts. 

Embry was worried sick about me, despite everyone being upset at Paul’s sudden change and departure from our lives. He would come and check up on me, absolutely stunned to see the shifting moods I had. 

One minute, I was fine and 110% certain that Paul wouldn’t up and leave with no warning, and the next I was a blubbering mess. Embry did his best to make sure that I wasn’t left alone for too long, as he was afraid I would become the next comatose Bella Swan. I mean, kudos to him for caring but that wouldn’t happen. Or maybe just yet, as the longer Paul was gone the less I seemed to care about anything else. It just felt like a part of me was gone, like the puzzle piece fitting my heart together was missing. 

So a few days later, I made some of his favorite soup and made my way over to his house. 

I knocked on the door, but there was no answer. It was locked so I couldn’t let myself in, but I knew where Paul’s bedroom window was. I peeked through and saw him peacefully sprawled out on his bed, the sight bringing both relief and a smile to my face. But then I heard some whooping noises from the back of his house, causing me to investigate. 

I look and see none other than the infamous Sam Uley and Jared Cameron, he looked very different since the last time I had saw him. It felt like forever ago since that night. 

“(Y/N), what’re you doing here?” Sam asks with a concerned tone. 

“I needed to see Paul.” I demand.

“Go home, (Y/N). He doesn’t want you to come around anymore, he doesn’t want to be with you anymore.” Jared looks deep into my eyes, his words punching me in the gut. 

His eyes were hard, as were his features, but I knew he was full of shit. But the words still hurt for just a second. For just a second.

“What the hell are you guys doing to him?” I look at them with eyes set to kill. 

“What? What did he tell you?” Jared asks, eyes widening with concern. 

“Calm down.” Sam urges, putting a hand out in front of Jared. 

“He won’t tell me anything anymore.” I hiss. “But before he stopped answering me he was so afraid of you guys! Always following him around, telling him what to do. Telling him to stay away before he hurts me! Paul would never hurt me, asshole!” 

I was fuming now, but I couldn’t help it. I couldn’t stop myself. Paul was a tough guy, nothing really broke him like their warnings and constant following did. The sudden changes he was experiencing, he had no idea of what to make of it as he was given no answers. 

“I watched him change in front of my very eyes, this is beyond some bullshit about him wanting to leave me, Jared. This is not normal.” I stomp my way over to them. 

“(Y/N), stay back.” Sam’s hand gestures up to me. “Jared, calm down.” 

“Sam, don’t. I’m done with this, I want my boyfriend back. Jared, what the hell got into you, too?” I raise my voice at him, causing him to flinch. 

“Hello? Earth to Jared Cameron? What’s your deal now, asshole?” I yell again, poking his bare chest. 

But that’s when rage took over Jared’s body. Something I had never seen before. Jared was always goofy, so nice. I had really only seen Paul so angry, and even then-- this was a different level. 

“(Y/N), move back now.” Sam yells. 

This time, I listened. I took some hesitant steps back, almost tripping over my own feet. 

Jared’s body was almost vibrating at this point, that’s how fast it was shaking. I just stared in awe, Sam’s voice was booming, though. 

“(Y/N), move back!” He yells again. 

I bring myself to take a few more steps back, but this time I did trip over my feet.

Jared suddenly moved like he was bursting out of his own skin, and in some way he did. Sam pushed him back to create some more distance, but overall in the end-- Jared turned into an enormous wolf. An enormous wolf that snarled at me, but overall didn’t do anything to hurt me. 

“What the hell?” I blink my eyes, before running towards Paul house. 

That’s when I see Paul running towards the situation. 

“Paul, run!” I say, trying to grab a hold onto him, but he gently, but very quickly, shook me off. 

He too, burst out of his own skin, turning into a giant wolf. 

“What?” I whisper to myself.

I watch as Paul jumps onto Jared, listening to their snarls and growling. I stared astonished, as Sam looks over at me with sympathetic eyes. 

After a few moments, Sam orders them to stop. And they did, they walked into the woods and came out with some jean shorts on. 

“Come here.” Sam says, helping me off the ground. 

“Is this... is this what was going on?” I breathe out.

“Yeah, you’re gonna learn a lot today.” He sighs, clearly unhappy about me knowing. 

“I’m sorry.” Jared exhales. “It’s hard to control your anger when this starts, and then I had to lie and everything. I’m just sorry.” He smiles softly. 

“All good, understood now.” I smirk. 

Though I was still uneasy. What did all this mean?

“Paul?” I merely whisper, looking up at his face. 

He had grown a lot, got even more muscular since I had last seen him. But he refused to meet my gaze. 

“Paul, please look at me.” I beg, reaching out to grab his forearm.

He hesitates, almost afraid to. 

“Paul if you think I’m afraid of you, I’m not. Please look at me.” My pleading voice almost cracking. 

I needed to see those deep brown eyes I had loved so much. The ones that brought me endless joy, endless love. But he wouldn’t budge. 

“That’s not what I’m afraid of right now.” He chuckles sadly. 

He was still looking over my head, refusing to meet my gaze.

 “You owe it to the both of you to figure it out, Paul.” Sam nods. 

“What? What’re you talking about.” I turn to Sam. 

But as I turn my head to look back at Paul, I finally caught his gaze. A small smile crept on his face, until our eyes met. 

That’s when his jaw fell slack, his face completely softened. It was like he was stuck in a daze of sorts. 

But what I felt was good. I felt like the world had stopped spinning, I felt like Sam and Jared were gone, it was only Paul and I. I couldn’t tear my eyes away as this overwhelmingly great feeling pressurized around my entire body. This was something far more intense than what Paul and I usually had felt, and even before I thought we had intense feelings. 

No, this was different. 

I had no idea how to even stand anymore, I felt like my knees were going to give out.

“Finally, some good news.” Jared huffs, grabbing both of us out of our trance. 

“Okay, please explain things.” I look back to Paul. 

“Okay.” He breathes a sigh of relief, before he pulls me into a rib crushing hug, spinning me around. 

I felt the air leave my lungs, this actually hurt. He sometimes accidentally hugged me too hard, but this was surreal. 

My breath hitched as I whimpered out and “ow” which caused Paul to quickly let go, profusely apologizing. 

“Sorry, I forget my own strength. Still not completely used to it.” 

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“Okay, so let me get this straight. Vampires run rampant through Forks and the rest of the Olympic Peninsula? Right, so that’s what made you guys phase. And then you can’t be around people for a while because it’s an enormous secret that only the pack and their imprints can know. And Paul imprinted on me, but I still don’t know what that exactly means, but we can go over that. But then, you guys protect everyone from said vampires and destroy them. Now you’re super warm and strong and the rest of the group you expect to join soon? Because you all have it in your blood?” I ask, looking at Sam.

“Well, you seem to really listen. But yes, It’s likely that Quil and Jacob will, we don’t know so much about Embry but it’s possible. Has he been acting strange?” Sam raises an eyebrow. 

“He texted me about a fever earlier, but he’s been normal enough.” 

“Well, you suddenly disappearing might set him off.” Jared chuckles. 

“What? I can’t see him anymore?” 

“Not until he phases, any of them. The secret is important.” Sam looks at me with empathetic eyes, Paul’s hand immediately resting on my lower back. 

“I have to disappear out of my best friends’ lives? I don’t even phase!” 

“It doesn’t matter, it’s too much of a risk right now. Over time, we’ll see what happens.” 

My heart sank, how would they forgive me for disappearing indefinitely? For blowing them off? I was growing anxious at the thought. 

“They’ll forgive you when they understand, it just takes time.” Sam nods. 

“Okay.” I whisper. 

“Alright, Paul. Explain imprinting.” Jared smirks, looking over at us. 

“Right now?” Paul looks at Sam, but Sam only nods his head, signaling for him to begin explaining. 

“Paul? Just talk to me, we always talk about anything and everything.” I lay my hand on his comfortingly. 

He seemingly melted at my touch, just as always.

“Well, the thing is, it’s not our choice. And I want you to hear me out before you say anything, please.” 

“Of course.” I grew nervous at his words, but I knew that was nervous, too.

“Well, so it happens to some of us, not all of us get so ‘lucky,’ if you will. It happens when you see a certain person for the first time after you phase. When you look into their eyes, it’s just... it’s pure bliss. You just know, you know it’s your soulmate. But, that doesn’t mean romantic, it could be platonic. In reality, it’s up to them. But for us, you’d do anything, be anything for them. A friend, protector, a lover. We just... we need to be near them. I need to be near you, and I always did, even before all of this complicated shit. I was always protective, but I can’t imagine I’ll ease up, it’ll probably get worse so I’m sorry in advance, but overall, I want you to know that you hold the reigns.” He softly smiles, looking into my eyes with a pleading look.

“Oh, I see.” I murmur, looking down at my hand for a second, trying to process the situation. 

His face fell, and it looked like someone punched him in the gut, Jared and Sam grew a bit worried. 

“Wait, that wasn’t me rejecting you. I’m just... I’m thinking. It’s just a lot to take in. I love you, more than anything. I’m glad it was me and not someone else, I am. As long as you’re happy about that. But I just need to understand it. I feel a physical pull to you, so I feel it, too.” I smile softly, thinking about when he refused to look into my eyes. 

“I’m very happy that it was you.” He grabs onto my hand.

“So why didn’t you want to look into my eyes?” I mumble. 

“Because I didn’t want to bare the thought of it not happening with you, though I don’t think I could change anything about us, ever. Imprint or not, (Y/N), you’re stuck with me.” He chuckled. “But only if you want me.” 

“Of course I want you.” I nudge his shoulder. 

After that, it was just playing the waiting game, waiting for my best friends to phase, too. I was left with so many calls and texts I couldn’t answer. Embry showing up to my house, knocking to no avail. Leaving, sadness deep in his eyes. Though, he eventually became angry. I knew he was going to phase soon, I watched from afar how he was growing more hostile, and how he was changing physically. Soon, I’d have my best friend back. 

Paul was right, he grew more protective, more worried about my every move. It was clear to us all that he was more protective than Sam and Jared were over Emily and Kim. It was easier to understand everything with Kim and Emily being apart of this all, as they knew where I was coming from. 

But, it was the waiting game that was killing me. Thankfully, Paul was around to pick up the pieces after leaving my best friends behind, no notice given. He held me when I grew sad, feeling guilty for having to leave their lives. 

Paul was unwavering, loving me endlessly.  __________________________________ Word Count: 4796

[myhaikyuuthings]

Bf Hc's for Kageyama bokuto and iwaizumi?

oh my babies, yes ofc!

Boyfriend Headcanons

Kageyama: 

very shy when you first start dating

you’re most likely his first relationship so he has no idea what he’s doing

will leave milk on your desk for you, share his milk and even buy your own whenever he buys himself one

would l o v e for you to come to his practices and games

bonus points if you help him practice

spending time helping him practice is the quickest way to get him to open up, fall harder for you And you get more time with him

it’s really a win win to help him out

he loves you 50.1% and volleyball 49.9%

does he love you 100%? yes of course but he also loves volleyball and if you ask him to choose between the two of you? he will have a very very hard time 

i feel like he’s the type to absolutely lose himself in a kiss

hes not huge on PDA but if you kiss him in public, he literally can’t help himself

he thinks he’s addicted to your kisses

doesn’t show affection much in the start he doesn’t know how

but once he gets comfortable with you and you start showing him more affection? he wants it Constantly

hold his hand, please

if you’re cuddling his head is either on your chest while you play with his hair, or you’re laying with your foreheads touching just enjoying being with each other

not the noticeably jealous type but he definitely has his tipping point

he tries not to step in if you’re talking to someone or someone’s flirting with you, he trusts you fully

but if he thinks for one second he Could lose you to that person or you look uncomfortable he will step in and not feel bad about it

a lot of your dates are volleyball related tbh

going to watch games together, practicing together etc

but he likes quiet dates too, take him to a park or a coffee shop and he’s thriving 

actually really good at communication tbh

if he has an issue with you, he comes directly to you about it almost immediately

he doesn’t like having to overthink if he’s got something to be upset about or not he’d rather confront the problem together

expects the same from you, but understands if sometimes you just Can’t bring up what’s bothering you

will wait impatiently for you to come to him

he just really loves you and wants to make you happy, whatever that is for you 

12/10 boyfriend

Bokuto: 

i’m in love with him so this is a little biased I’m sorry

upfront about everything

he’s upset? you will know and you’ll know why within seconds

really bad at hiding his emotions as we know

but you appreciate that! never have to play the guessing game with this boy

he is so so so affectionate 

from day one, his hand is practically glued to yours as long as you’re okay with that

we love a respectful king

he needs constant validation tbh and he deserves the praise so it balances out

doubts whether or not he’s good enough  for you sometimes

he just thinks you’re the epitome of perfection, so he can’t wrap his head around why you would want to be with him of all people

lowkey insecure and idk if thats an unpopular hc but i stand by it

you get promoted to #1 Bokuto wrangler when he’s having an episode

go to his games, his practices everything

when you’re there  he’s at the top of his game, his spikes? unstoppable. his blocks? unbreakable

if you happen to miss a game or practice they might as well not even put him on the court

hes so sad omg

he understands Why you couldn’t come, doesn’t help that he’s missing you

the type to want to be around you 24/7

if you have classes together he will hold your hand throughout the entire class, usually leaving his dominant hand useless because he doesn’t want to mess up Your notes

will 100% ask to borrow your notes

study dates! you rarely get anything done but if you promise him a kiss for every question he gets right you have his attention for a solid hour

after that he gets distracted by your kisses

loves loves loves kissing you

if you don’t like kisses on the lips? no problem he will pepper your cheeks with kisses

gets jealous very easily

won’t approach you about it though

just goes directly into ‘emo mode’ 

takes a little bit to get him out of it tbh

usually a simple “you know you’re the only person I want right? I love you, you’re my person” and a kiss to his forehead and he’ll perk back up

kuroo flirts with you just to throw Bokuto off his game when they play against each other

if you’re ever uncomfortable with anything, he will remove you from that situation

has thrown you over his shoulder to get you out of situations before with no issue

loves to work out with you! if you’re not into working out he will beg you to let him lift you instead of weights

doesn’t matter what you weigh, he can and will lift you

constantly reassures you that you are the most beautiful, intelligent, caring person he’s ever met

you’re sad? not on his watch. he will listen to whatever is upsetting you and if he can fix it he Will, if not? he’s doing everything in his power to cheer you up

cuddling him is a mess. you don’t have a set position you two cuddle in

the most common is you laying your head on his thick thighs while he runs his hands through your hair and vice versa

big spoon, little spoon, he doesn’t care as long as he can touch you

when it’s too hot to cuddle, he Must at the very least have a pinky touching you or he gets restless

15/10 respectful, funny, kind, talented boyfriend. marry him seriously  he will marry you with zero hesitation

Iwaizumi: 

  you two roast Oikawa together #couplegoals

he’s big on taking care of yourself, proper sleep a good diet lots of water

if you’re forgetful like me and don’t always take care of yourself properly he will text you every few hours to remind you to drink water and eat something

not huge on pda, mainly because of Oikawa, he doesn’t want to hear his mouth

but if you love pda, he’ll compromise, just try to keep it to a minimum around the captain

no shame in his love for you though

if you tell him you don’t feel the love he is doing a full 180

will full on make out with you in front of Oikawa if that’s what it takes for you to realize how important you are to him

come to his games. he won’t ask you to nor does he expect you to but it really helps him

knowing that  you’re out in the crowd cheering for him, it’s his biggest motivation

bonus points if you’re louder than Oikawa’s fanclub

loves going on dates with you

the type to pick you up at random times for impromptu dates just because he misses you

not super clingy but definitely likes having you around, he knows you both have your own life and he respects that but if you can spend time together he wants to

will leave practice early if you tell him you’re sad or miss him

super cuddly in the privacy of your own home

wrap yourself around him like a koala and he is in heaven

honestly just loves feeling like he can protect you, even if you can protect yourself

will 100% help you study, and is super nice about it

you were skeptical after hearing the horror stories from Oikawa but honestly he has a ton of patience with you and will go over the same question for an hour until you understand it if necessary

just wants you to succeed 

another one who loves your kisses

he likes making out and everything but the small kisses mean more to him

when you kiss his cheek before a game, or press a kiss to the back of his hand while you’re walking together woooo

he just feels so loved and knows you have no other motive

with make outs theres always the chance the other person is just horny, but these? they’re so innocent and he can feel how much you care about him with them

not the greatest at expressing himself at first but not terrible either, you make do

once he fully opens up though, you know he loves you

won’t let you stay sad, if you’re upset for whatever reason hes just

“let’s go bully shittykawa that always makes me feel better”

if by some miracle that doesn’t help you, time for cuddles movies and calming tea

gives the b  e s t massages with no complaint

just a really good boyfriend 11/10 caring, funny, protective 

[gra-sonas]

I love you but please PLEASE stop shipping Tyler and Michael irl, whenever you say something people take it as godspeak and we all know Michael is straight and, last we knew Tyler was in a committed relationship. You stopped identifying as bisexual but you shouldn't throw us all under the bus

Okay, my first reaction upon reading your ask was IGNORE IT, my second was MOCK IT (at least the part about Vlamburn). But it's been a couple of hours since you sent it, and I'm going to answer in earnest bc it really irks and upsets me.

First of all: I couldn't possibly ship them any harder than they ship themselves. If asked, I'm sure they'd very much agree with me describing what they are doing as flirting (or something similar). And there's nothing wrong with that? It's all harmless fun and feeds into our excitement for Malex. Big fucking deal.

However, I'm under no illusion that they could possibly be a couple irl. Apart from identifying as straight, Vlamis is clearly very happy in his relationship with Aurora (and vice versa), and I have the utmost respect for that (they are cute af together, and I wish them nothing but eternal happiness, if anything, I'm shipping their love!).

Tyler's personal life/relationship status on the other hand is exactly that: personal. I appreciate everything he's sharing, but I'm not going to speculate about intimate details (I get tons of asks about that regularly, and they all remain unanswered bc it's none of my fucking business 🤷‍♀️).

So, am I going to stop doing what I do regarding Vlamburn on social media or the way I post about them? Hell no, why would I? It's all harmless fun and very much on par with what they are doing. There's nothing "inappropriate" or "disrespecting" about my posts, and honestly, if there are people who can't differentiate between the harmless flirty fun they are providing, and assuming they are fucking irl, that's on them, not me.

I'm not responsible for how people read their relationship - which imo is that of two colleagues (who also happen to be good friends) who are clearly very fond of each other, adore each other, and have zero issues with intimacy, innuendo, or riling each other up in the comment sections. Do I believe they are a couple or fuck irl? No, I don't. Do I imply any of that in my posts? Also no.

They are (willingly and fully aware) playing into a fantasy, where sometimes the lines between the fictional couple they play on screen, and their rl friendship can get a bit blurry, but never in a way that would make me think there's actually more.

If anyone else does that, that's their thing (and I'm not shaming here, just keep it away from the actors), but I'm certainly not running an RPF blog here, where I promote the illusion that they are secretly a couple.

whenever you say something people take it as godspeak

Uhm... WHAT??? I'm fairly certain that's not the case. I have zero authority (least of all any kind of godly authority) over anyone. We're all just fans here. I happen to have an active blog, yes, but I'm only stating my personal opinion here, and I'm trying to provide information and facts, and that's it.

I'm not here telling anyone what to ship, how to ship it, or what not to ship. And really, for all I care, as long as no harm is done to any real persons (especially the actors themselves), if people want to ship Vlamburn "for real", go forth and do whatever floats your boat. RPF is first and foremost a fantasy, a what-if. And lbr, these two make it REALLY easy to imagine things.

I understand that it's not for everyone, and the concept of RPF/RP shipping makes a lot of people feel uncomfortable. And that's perfectly valid. No one has to like it.

But again, unless the actors are being roped into anything, are made feeling uncomfortable, or people do shit like attack Aurora for being with Vlam (to my knowledge none of this has happened, and I hope to god that it never will!), and as long as it's strictly kept in fandom circles, I have no issues with it.

You stopped identifying as bisexual but you shouldn't throw us all under the bus

And this is the part of your ask where I got angry and irritated and then really upset. What the everloving fuck are you talking about???

Last time I checked (THIS VERY SECOND), I'm as bisexual as ever. I've fought fucking hard to claim that label for myself, and just bc I also happen to identify as demi/gray-A, that doesn't make me any less bisexual.

Demi for me is just an additional identifier that describes a little more closely how I feel. I don't identify as asexual tho. I love and cherish the ace community, and I feel very close to them, but I am 100% bisexual, and no one gets to tell me I'm not. Fucking hell. How dare you!

Srsly, I'm so pissed about this. Do you have any idea how hard it is to come to terms with how you feel, how fucking hard it is to find labels that might fit, and then claim any of them for yourself, always doubting, always worrying you're not "bi enough"?

And then some holier-than-thou queer police asshole on the internet comes along and tells you you're not what you know is your truth? Don't ever do that to anyone else, it fucking sucks.

Thanks for making me angry and upset, I really didn't need that today (or any other day).

And really, where and how am I "throwing anyone under the bus"??? The way I identify has nothing to do with this blog, the way I post, and least of all with whether anyone thinks Vlamburn are more than friends/colleagues.

Man, next time you consider sending an ask like this to someone you claim you "love", think again. And then don't type any of this BS into a tiny box and send it to a real person.

Thanks for making an otherwise happy day unnecessarily more shitty.

[fred-george-fic]

In the Middle Pt. 2

Cedric x Reader & George x Reader (Eventually)

A/N: This is kind of a large chapter, but if I didn’t include the date, it would’ve been an extremely short chapter. So, I hope you enjoy! (P.S. As always if you have any questions or suggestions, feel free to comment or message me!)

Summary: Back to Hogwarts we go! Plus a first date with a special someone. 

Pairing(s): Cedric x Reader & George x Reader (eventually)

Word Count: 2.4k

Warnings: Slight angst? Snogging?

Masterlist:~Part 1~

Back to Hogwarts

You stand there on platform 9 and ¾ with the Weasley family, Harry and Hermione. Everyone is saying their goodbyes to Arthur and Molly, thanking them for everything they did for you this summer. As you take a step back, you see Cedric and his father out of the corner of your eye. Cedric notices you looking over at him and gives you a slight wave. You return the greeting, tucking your hair behind you hear and return your attention back to the group.

You and Cedric had been sending each other a few letters over break and since you were staying at the Burrow, George and Fred constantly teased you about it. The contents of the letters were typical chatting, mostly just a way to keep it touch after the horrors of the Qudditch World Cup. He originally sent the first letter just to make sure you were okay, but you had continued to send them back and forth.

“Y/N! Let’s go! If we want to get our booth, we have to get on now!” George yells while walking towards the train with Fred. Molly grabs your shoulder before you begin walking towards the train to stop you.

“Please do your best to keep them out of trouble, dear. Who knows what hijinks those two will get into this year” Molly says pulling you into a large hug. “And be safe yourself, you’re more than welcome to stay with us again.”

“Thank you, Molly. I’ll do my best!” You return the hug, give her a slight wave and run onto the train, finding George and Fred in your usual booth.

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You sit in the Great Hall, wedged between Fred and George, watching the first years get sorted into their respective houses, cheering whenever one gets picked for Gryffindor. After they get sorted, Professor Dumbledore announces that there will be no Quidditch this year, due to a special event. This causes a lot of yelling in the Great Hall, especially from you and the twins. Dumbledore quickly continues introducing the new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, Mad-Eye Moody, who continuously drinks out of a little flask. As he continues on, he announces the beginning of the Triwizard Tournament which will begin at the end of October on Hallowe’en giving the winner fame and one thousand Galleons. But, that no student under the age of 17 will be allowed to participate.

“That’s rubbish!” George and Fred shout in unison, riling up other students around them. Soon, murmurs and shouts continue throughout the hall. Ever since they won their bet and were never given the money, the twins knew this could be their last resort for opening the shop.

“SILENCE!” Dumbledore shouts, quickly quieting the entire hall. “The rules of the tournament are final. There is no room to discuss them any further.” With that, Dumbledore turned around and took his seat at the table.

As you leave the Great Hall, you hear your name being called from behind. “Cedric?” You asked as you turned around, just in time to see the yellow and black robes rounding the corner.

“Y/N.” He said with a brilliant smile but just continued to look at you

“Yes?” You looked at him, confused on why he was just staring. You waved a hand in front of his face. “Are you alright?”

“Sorry, I just got lost in thought” He shook his head. “How would you feel about going to Hogsmeade with me this weekend?”

“Like a date?” You smile and look up at him.

“Exactly like a date.” He smiles back, looking extremely pleased.

“I would be delighted.” You blush. 

“Great, I’ll meet you outside your common room around 12.” He waves goodbye and turns around looking back at you with a smile before returning to the first years to lead them to the Hufflepuff common room. You could hear their murmurs about dating outside the houses and if you were his girlfriend. You hear him say “I’m working on that part” before rounding the corner.

“Did Pretty Boy Diggory just ask you on a date?” You look behind you and notice Fred and George leaning against the wall.

“We’re already becoming second best, Fred.” George says shaking his head.

“Didn’t even notice us coming out of the Great Hall.” Fred exclaims, throwing up his hands and walking towards the common room. 

“This is what happens when I don’t have two boys hovering over me.” You laugh and follow behind them.

“If you wanted that then you shouldn’t have sat in our booth during our first year.” Fred teased.

“You really should’ve planned your life better six years ago.” George retorts.

“If I would’ve know you two were this annoying, I just might have.” Your laughing continues as the boys look at you with false hurt in their eyes. “Are you two upset about the tournament?”

“Oh, don’t worry we have a plan.” They both looked back at you with a mischievous grin.

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The weekend came quickly, as the castle continuously buzzed with excitement over the Triwizard tournament. You, Hermione and Ginny were all up on Saturday morning. Both of them trying to help you pick out what to wear. You settled on your nicest jumper and a skirt. You thank Ginny and Hermione and make your way down to the common room to eat before Cedric came to pick you up. The moment you reach the end of the stairs and go into the common room, you see both Fred and George relaxing on one of the couches. As you attempt to walk by, they both notice you immediately.

“Where do you think you’re going?” Fred says, getting up from the couch, putting an arm around your shoulder to stop you from leaving.

“I was trying to go get some breakfast.” You say rolling your eyes, weaving out of his arm. “Do you two care to join me?” 

“Gladly” George says getting up from the couch and following you out of the common room. 

“So, Timber. Did you get all dressed up for Diggory?” Fred teased. You rolled your eyes and blushed slightly, trying to hide it.

“Busted!” Fred laughed and George followed suit.

As you walk into the Great Hall, you immediately feel someone staring at you. As you look over at the Hufflepuff table, you meet Cedric’s eyes. He was in the middle of a conversation and immediately stopped. This caused his friends to look over and notice you as well. Cedric beamed, giving you his brightest smile. You felt your face getting hot and began walking quicker to the Gryffindor table. You sneak one last glance over at Cedric, whose smile has fallen, staring directly at the Weasley twins, as his friend whispered something in his ear. You let out a sigh as you sat down at the table and began to grab a small portion of breakfast. 

“Alright, what’s wrong?” George asked, nudging you with his elbow.

“My relationship with Cedric is over before it even began.” You motion with you head towards the Hufflepuff table, where Cedric has continued his conversation, occasionally casting glances at the three of you. “He thinks I fancy one of you or vice versa.”

“That’s mad!” Fred says sharing a glance with George, that you do not seem to notice. “On the bright side, he hasn’t come to cancel your date, so you should have time to clear everything up.”

“I guess you’re right.” You play with your food, occasionally taking a bite as the boys change the subject and chat among themselves.

“What’s wrong with her?” You hear Ron ask as he sits across from you with Harry, Hermione and Ginny. You groan and the twins tell the group what had happened that morning.

“I mean; you do spend an awful lot of time together.” Harry says grabbing a portion of food. “Not that it’s a bad thing or anything! But it can be intimidating.”

“We’re a package deal!” Fred and George say in unison, both putting their arms around you.

“Yes, the host and her two parasites.” You laugh as the twins put their hands over there heart in mock heartbreak. 

“Fred, how will we ever recover?” George teased.

“I don’t know George; this may be permanent damage.” Fred replied. Both twins immediately started laughing.

“Well, while you’re trying to recollect your pride, I am going to head back to the common room and wait for my date.” You get up from the table and start making your way to the common room. 

As you got out of earshot from the group, Fred immediately turns to George “You’re just going to let this continue? I thought you had a plan?”

“She obviously likes Diggory, I am not going to ruin that by sharing my own feelings.” George states, looking over at Cedric to ensure he can’t hear.

“But Geo-” Hermione starts.

“No.” He quickly says and shrugs “As long as she’s happy, I’m happy.” The others quickly drop the subject, with Fred glaring daggers at his twin knowing that he could make her happy if he’d just put himself out there.

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It’s almost twelve o’ clock now and you’re waiting outside the common room by yourself. It took some convincing, but you managed to get it through George and Fred’s heads that if they waited outside the common room with you, it would only make things worse. You hear the clock ring throughout the castle signaling that it is officially twelve. After about ten minutes’ pass by before you begin to worry that Cedric isn’t going to come. You’re about to walk back into the common room, when you hear loud footsteps approaching.

“I’m so sorry I’m late!” Cedric claims as you turn around to face him, noticing him holding a pinkish flower at his side.

“Is that Vervain?” You look at the flower and then back up to Cedric.

“Is that what it’s called?” Cedric looked at the flower and then held it out to you. “I was late because I asked around what your favorite flower was. Hermione and Ginny didn’t know but remembered you picking the pink ones that looked like bells.”

You take the flower and smile down at it. “That’s so kind of you Cedric. These flowers actually have healing properties, specifically for mad dog bites. Let me go put it in my dorm, just a second” You quickly run upstairs, placing the flower on your chest and meet Cedric back outside.

“Ready to go?” Cedric holds out his hand to you.

“Absolutely.” You take his hand and begin walking towards Hogsmeade.

Once you arrive at Hogsmeade, you could see a number of students walking around, going in and out of shops. “I was thinking we could go to Honeydukes first and then head over to the Three Broomsticks for butter beer?” Cedric asked.

“Sounds lovely.” You respond and make your way over to Honeydukes taking in the various colors of the shop. 

“What’s your favorite?” Cedric asks, grabbing himself a liquorice wand. 

“Personally, I enjoy the glacial snowflakes.” You say grabbing a box off the shelf.

“I excepted some type of chocolate.” Cedric laughed and held out his hand. “Here, I’ll buy them for you.”

“Or, I can buy yours.” You say walking up to the counter with a grin on your face.

“No, I got it this time, maybe you can get the next.” He pays and hands you your box of glacial snowflakes, your fingertips brushing against each other lightly. “Shall we?”

You began your walk towards The Three Broomsticks with Cedric. While walking and having a pleasant conversation. He casual grabs your hand, you try not to focus on the warmth radiating into your cheeks and you continue the conversation. “So, next time? Are you implying that there will for sure be a next time?” You say looking over at him.

“Well, I at least hope there will be.” Cedric smiles at you as you reach The Three Broomsticks. “How about you find us a table and I’ll grab two butterbeers?”

As you enter inn, you notice a few students that you recognize from different classes scattered around. You find a table in the corner and Cedric quickly returns with the drinks. “Thank you.” You say grabbing the drink from him and he slides into the booth besides you.

“You’re welcome.” He smiles and takes a sip of his drink. “I really do have something to ask you.”

“Okay, what do you got?” You had a feeling you knew what this question was going to be about the Twins, but you did your best to keep a smile on your face.

“Do you fancy either of the Weasley twins? I just- see you with them all the time and my friends say they often see you laughing and flirting” He looks down at his drink, visibly embarrassed that he had to ask such a question, but you knew it was bothering him.

“Cedric-” You grab his hand. “They have been my best friends since our first year. You have nothing to worry about. They have been there for me in the darkest moments of my life, especially their family.”

Cedric turns to face you head on. “I’m sorry. I just saw you with them today and I grew concerned. You are just the most beautiful person I’ve ever seen; so I couldn’t imagine what other guys might be thinking.”

You blushed heavily and looked back down at your hands, your fingers interlaced with his. After finishing up the Three Broomsticks, you and Cedric walked back to Hogwarts hand in hand. As you both reach your common room, you turn to face each other. “Thank you. Today has been wonderful.” You say, smiling up at him.

“Y/N, do you remember at the quidditch world cup the conversation we were having before we were interrupted?” Cedric asked, wrapping his arms around your waist, pulling you in closer.

You begin blush, wrapping your arms around his neck. “Yes?”

“Well, there was something I was going to do.” He says and starts leaning in closer to you. Just then his lips grazed yours, softly brushing against them sending shivers through your spine. You smiled and took a step away from him. “Goodnight Cedric.” You say with a slight wave and slide into the Gryffindor common room.

Once you enter, you notice Hermione sitting on the couch near the fireplace and plop down next to her. “Someone had a nice time.” She said looking up from her book and raising an eyebrow. You sigh and lightly touch your fingers to your lips.

[royalelusts]

AYO BESTIE CAN I PLEASE GET A BAISE FLUFF ALPHABET SHES FROM HXH THE YORKNEW ARC

A/N: Sorry this took a minute. Writers block at its finest. This might be a little angsty in some parts. Spoilers from the Yorknew Arc for the ones who aren’t that far.

Fluff Alphabet - Baise x GN! Reader

A = Admiration (what do they absolutely adore about you?)

Your voice. She could never get tired of listening to it. It could be filled with excitement about the simplest things or the certain tone you make when you pout because of her teasing. Absolutely love it and wouldn’t trade it for the world.

B = Body (what is their favorite part of your body?)

Your neck! She loves to bury her face in it and leaving little kisses all over it (depending on you things might escalate👀). It’s also a place of comfort after a bad day. She claims that your scent calms her down. It also gives her the excuse of being close to you.

C = Cuddling (how do they like to cuddle?)

She really likes to have you lay your head on her chest. It’s a common occurrence for you to be laying on her on the couch while she’s scrolling through her phone. Also really enjoys having your head in her lap and vice-versa. When you start playing with her hair she just melts.

D = Dates (what does their ideal date with you look like?)

At home dates. With her going on missions quite frequently, Baise wants to spend as much time with you as she can without distraction. If you want to go out she won’t try to deteriorate you. Just make sure to give her your full attention, okay?

E = Emotions (how do they express emotion around you?)

Did somebody say physical touch? She’ll kiss you, hug you, hold your hand, anything to br close to you. I headcanon that she’s secretly poetic as fuck so words of affirmation are really big too. Her compliments are always full of love.

F = Family (do they want one? If they do, when?)

She’s kind of on the fence with it. She really doesn’t want to go through the whole birth process. Other than that though she might be into it. If she gets to see you smile with the kids

G = Gifts (how do they feel about gift giving? What are their habits when it comes to this?)

Believes that love shouldn’t be measured in material things. It’s nice to give gifts once in a while but feels like it’s not the only aspect of affection. Don’t let that discourage you though! If you give/make her a gift she’ll shower you with compliments. Baise definitely has a special place to put everything.

H = Holding Hands (when/how do they like to hold hands?)

Baise holds your hands all the time. While you two are cuddling, sleeping, walking around time, everywhere. Loves to give it a little squeeze every once in a while. OH she 100% kisses your hand just to see how flustered you get.

I = Injury (how would they act if you got hurt?)

Her first priority would be to make sure nothing is an immediate threat to your life. After that, she’s going to fix you up and make you get some rest. Probably would get you to tell you what happened but wouldn’t really do anything. It’s not because she doesn’t care, it’s just that as long as you’re safe in her arms she’s content.

J = Jokes (do they like to joke around with or prank you?)

Yes. Nothing extreme of course but Baise does enjoy seeing you jump. Laughs whenever it happens. Also, she’s funny af so of course, y’all have jokes. A good handful of them are suggestive. She’s a giant tease as well. She has to let her sadistic behavior out some way.

K = Kisses (how do they like to kiss you?)

Sometimes Blaise can be a little hesitant to kiss you. Her nen can get in the way and the last thing she wants is for you to be affected by it. However, her favorite type are those deep passionate ones. She usually gives you one right before she leaves for a job. (I just thought about her giving you that kiss right before yorknew without knowing that was going to be her last. I’m sitting here sad now.)

L = Love (how do they show they love you?)

Physical touch is really big. Believes that actions speak louder than words. She also just really likes touching you. If that’s not your forte then she’ll go to the next best thing: gift-giving. Baise has really good taste so if she sees something she thinks you’ll like consider it bought.

M = Memory (favorite memory together?)

You two were on a date. It was at a field of flowers that you could pick. To be honest though you two were just playing around. Running and jumping around, laughing at each other’s antics. I mean who could ask for a better day. You two were standing under a tree sharing short and sweet kisses when a girl took a picture. It’s Blaise favorite. Whenever she’s doing a job she’ll look at it to remind her what she’s coming back to.

N = Nightmare (when is their worst fear?)

Someone coming to kill you. She’s worked and dealt with some nasty people. She also knows that people do come after others just because they feel like it. She would be absolutely torn if she came home one day to not only see that place trashed but to also see you laying on the floor lifeless.

O = Oddity (what is one quirk they have?)

That she’s a heavy sleeper. It will take some time getting her up in the morning but that’s alright! There’s a foolproof way of getting her up…or it might end in her pulling you back to sleep. First make some tea. Then go into your shared room and begin placing soft kisses all over her face. She’ll begin to stir with that but it’s not enough! “Love, it’s time to get up. I made you some tea.” Baise will let out a groan before pulling you into her, placing a kiss on your head. “Why’re you always up so early?” is what you’re usually met with.

P = Pet Names (what do they like to call you?)

Regular ones like babe, love, lovebug, or, her personal favorite, the absolute love of her life. When she says this it’s always in a dramatic tone. Doesn’t do the shorter version of your name unless it’s a really serious topic and she needs you to be serious.

Q = Quality Time (how do they like to spend time with you?)

Baise is willing to do whatever you want to. She just wants to be close to you. Wanna cuddle? The pillows and blankets are all ready to go. Want to cook? She’s a decent chef so sure why not? Want to watch that show you’ve been binging? Let her get the popcorn.

R = Rhythm (what song reminds you of them?)

Le Festin from the Ratatouille soundtrack. You two were cooking when it came on and acted like fancy chefs. It’s a very cherished memory between the both of you. I’m a Flirt by R. Kelly is one. Like the title it implies her flirtatious behavior towards you and how she likes to tease. Last but not least is I Met Sarah in the Bathroom. It reminds you of the last night you spent together before yorknew :(

S = Secrets (how open are they with you?)

At first not so much. It’s not because she didn’t want to open up. It’s just the fact that she wants to keep you safe. Eventually she’ll start venting her issues to you. Little by little she’ll get more comfortable just saying what’s bothering around you.

T = Time (how long did it take you to get together?)

A few years. Baise loved you and wants to spend the rest of her life with you. However she works a dangerous job. The last thing she wants is to drag you into something that could possibly end you.

U = Upset (how do they act when you’re upset?)

Upon seeing you upset she’ll pull you into a hug. Rubbing your back asking what happened. If you decide not to tell her that’s fine. She’ll then ask you what you want to do. It can be going for a snack run, taking a walk, cuddling, anything. As long as she gets to see you smile again.

V = Vaunt (what are they proud of? Do they like to show you off?)

Hell yeah! On the occasion that you two go into town she’ll be proud that she gets to walk around with you. Proud that you chose her over everyone else.

W = Warrior (how do they feel about you fighting?)

Honestly would rather you not. The thought of you getting injured or worse haunts her. If you can fend for yourself then she can’t really stop you but she’ll be extra attentive to make sure nothing happens.

X = X-Ray (how well are they able to read you?)

With her occupation, she needs to be able to read people. So being able to read you comes with it too. If Baise sees that you’re upset she’ll walk up cupping your face in the process asking what’s wrong.

Y = Yes (how would they propose to you?)

It was one of this very rare occasions that Baise was up before you. She was standing on the balcony over the city in deep thought when your arms found their way around her. “Well someone’s up early.” You said in a teasing tone. She chuckled to herself, turning around to engulf you. “What’s on your mind?” She let out a sigh. “You can see right through me. As always.” Looking up, you were met with green eyes full of love and admiration but also concern and worry. “I’ve been thinking a lot about us..” Your breath hitched. You always knew that your safety was her highest priority. You knew she would brake it off if she deemed it unsafe. Was this it? Noticing how tense you got Baise kissed your temple. “You are the most important thing to me you know? Even if I wanted to I could never fully let you go so I’ve decided I want you forever.” You felt her slip out of your hold getting on one knee. “Will you grant me that wish and marry me?”

Z = Zen (what makes them feel calm?)

Seeing you happy. It means that she’s doing what she’s supposed to. Your happiness is so important to her so just seeing you smiling and laughing makes her heart clench.

[thorne93]

The Stars Made Us (Part 2)

Prompt: In this world, you’re one of the “lucky” ones who got a soulmate, but what if the universe gives you more than you bargained for?

(Prompt challenge – You live in a world where your soulmate can write on their skin and you will get the writing on your own and vice versa. Where they can wash away the ink on their own skin, however, the writing is forever scarred onto your skin until you meet face to face)

Word Count: 1436

Warnings: angst and language throughout

Notes: This was supposed to be for @sorryimacrapwriter​​ and their challenge like a year ago, I think? I still loved the prompt though and have been working on this story for quite some time. This aesthetic was made by @dontshootmespence​​, thank you so much! Beta’d by @like-a-bag-of-potatoes​​, couldn’t have done it without you, as well as @carryonmyswansong​​ and @arrow-guy​​ and @mrs-dragneel-stark-solo​​

Also, I’ve never really liked the whole soulmate AU thing idea, but this felt so right and it was amazing to write. I hope y’all love it too!!

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When you woke up in the early afternoon, your parents greeted you with a bit of a chuckle.

“Stay up too late with Jenny?” your mom asked with a teasing smirk. It was a habit of yours and Jenny to probably stay up way past your bedtime, but so long as it wasn’t a school night, your parents never cared.

“Actually… I.. uh, have some news,” you announced as you grabbed some bacon for a BLT that they’d made for lunch.

“Oh?” your dad asked, his eyes still on his laptop. “What’s that?”

“So… Jenny was kind of joking around last night and said that I should try to write on my arm, you know… to see if I had a soulmate…” you began explaining, twisting your fingers around nervously as you sat at the table.

Your parents just looked at you curiously.

“Well, so I did. I wrote something on my arm, and I waited to see if someone would write back… and they did,” you said, showing them your arm. They saw the ‘Happy Birthday’, and the ‘Hi there’, with a smiling face.

“A soulmate?” your dad echoed, looking at your arm inquisitively.

“We’ve never had soulmates in the family, have we, dear?” your mom wondered as she looked over her cup at her husband.

“Not that I know of. Well what do you know about that?” he mused. “I don't see any more marks on your arms, did your mate not write back much last night?”

“No, we actually emailed. We thought it would be best if we reserve our skin.. You know, we don’t want a bunch of… tattoos of each other unless they’re meaningful.”

“Sounds sensible,” your mom noted with a smile. “So what do you know about them?”

“He’s a grad student. He’s 21. He graduated from Harvard at 16, and get this, he’s into psych. He studies it.”

“Graduated at 16?” your dad asked. “Are you sure this guy isn’t pulling your leg? What if he’s some bum?”

“If he is some bum, he’s got a great education. We stayed up all night emailing, and he’s quite well-read.”

“That sounds fantastic, honey. And, did you get his name?” she asked, a bit nervous.

You shook your head. “No, we agreed it wasn’t safe.”

“Good girl,” your mom commended.

“He’s 21, hmm?” your dad hummed. “Isn’t that a little old?”

“Oh, Anthony, don’t pretend like that’s some big gap. You and I have five years between us,” your mom reminded as she got up to pick up the kitchen.

“Yeah well we didn’t meet in high school either. We were adults.”

“I’d hardly call us adults. We were 23 and 28.”

Your dad just shook his head. “You just be careful, kiddo. Soulmate or not, there are weirdos out there.”

“Of course, Dad,” you said.

Well, that was out of the way. Your parents didn’t seem to be too upset, which was good.

You went upstairs to your room and sent an email to X.

“My parents know about us now,” you wrote.

“Do they approve?”

“They’re worried you’re a liar and a weirdo, lol,” you confessed with a smiley face.

“They might be right ; )”

“I reminded them that we won’t ever swap information until one of our names shows up.”

“Of course. As tempted as I am to meet you like a normal person, I don’t want to tamper with fate.”

“I feel the same. And your parents? Have you told them?”

“My parents have died. Happened a few years ago.”

“Oh, I’m so sorry to hear that. That’s awful.”

“It’s sad, yes, but don’t let that bring down your mood, please. I miss them terribly. I bet they would’ve loved to meet you.”

“I would’ve loved to meet them.”

“Speaking of, we need to get registered.”

Registered? For what? A marriage license?

Then it hit you.

“Oh, you mean the soulmate registry?”

“That’s the one. Do you have access to it?”

“Yeah, I can just drive to it. It’s at the clerk’s office, right?”

“Yes, it is. Oh, I need to go, Y/F/I. I’ll talk to you later. Feel free to send me emails throughout the day.”

“Will do, X. I’ll go to the registry on Monday, after school.”

“Looking forward to it.”

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The following afternoon, you went to the county clerk to file for a soulmate. You arrived at the building, stood in line, and finally, it was your turn. You were greeted by an older woman with a permanent scowl on her face.

“Can I help you?” she asked evenly.

“I, uh, I need to get registered for a soulmate?” you said tentatively. You had no idea how this part of the process went.

She eyed you up and down. “Very well, come with me.” She turned around and started to walk away from the counter and you looked around to see if you were supposed to follow. Since no one seemed to be stopping you as you inched towards the small opening in the counter, you went ahead and followed her.

“Do you have a driver’s license?” she asked once she reached a little podium against a wall.

You didn’t answer, instead you quickly searched your purse and wallet to retrieve the ID. She took it from you but before she did anything she asked you to show you the markings.

“I got these, on my arm,” you informed as you pushed your arm forward, your arms exposed.

“I’m just checking to make sure they aren’t tattoos,” she mused as she eyed them and scanned them with a small device that emitted purple light, you assumed it was a UV light or some form of it. “Alright, that all looks good.” With that, she turned to a computer and pulled up a file, scanning your driver’s license that filled out a bunch of forms and blanks - your name, age, social security, birthday, address. “Now, I need to document your markings. Put your arm right here,” she instructed, pointing to what looked like a small x-ray machine. It had a flat platform, a light, crosshairs, and an overhead lens. “Hold still,” she ordered.

You did your best to keep still as she pressed a button and the image was snapped.

“Did you write anything to them?” she asked, her voice stern.

“Yes, I wrote a few things,” you said, explaining everything you wrote and where.

“When did the markings appear? I need the date and time,” she informed.

“Alright, you’re officially in the system. Do you know their name?”

“No, we’ve only emailed and I refer to him as X?” you said, unsure.

“Good. I’m not sure if you know this or not, but we tell everyone who gets a mate: it’s never good to meet them before your time.”

“I’ve heard,” you noted quietly.

“It usually ends in an untimely death, and you don’t get another mate. No one has ever had more than one mate, even if their first one dies.”

You nodded. It made sense. The universe designed one person to fit your soul exactly, they couldn’t do that with two people, it would be crazy.

“No, yeah we agreed not to give any personal information away,” you confirmed.

“Good. Now, whenever your mate comes in to get registered, neither of you will be notified.”

You frowned for a moment. “So what’s the point in doing this?” you wondered.

“In case anything happens before you two meet, you can be notified. If you need a donor, your mate is notified. It’s mainly for record keeping, but just in case, they’re basically added to every In Case of Emergency list you have.”

“Really? Okay,” you said, a little more interested.

“Well you’re all set. Here’s some information for you,” she informed as she handed you a pamphlet. It said: So now you’ve got a soulmate, what this means for you.

Inside were several Do’s and Don'ts.

Do tell people you have a mate, so they don’t think you’re covered in tattoos of random words.

Don’t get the name of your soulmate before it appears on your skin. Their name and current location will appear when you are needed most by them.

Do be sure to include that you have a mate on any legal forms.

Don’t request a new mate.

… on and on it went. It made you smile and laugh at how… old it seemed to be.

Before you knew it, you were back in front of your computer screen, sending an update to X. He said he was busy today and would have to go to the clerk tomorrow.

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[fizzingwizard]

blast from the past but i remember as a teenager that I never understood how Gilmore Girls season six ended. It’s funny how time clears things up, I feel like I get it now.

My dad always says Lorelai is flaky and that’s why. I don’t really agree. Bear with me. I think Lorelai is a control freak. Out of necessity, kinda. She lived in that household that constantly tried to control her, and getting out of it was her asserting her independence of their expectations. That meant she was a single mom starting with very little and working her way up to create a life of freedom for herself and her daughter.

The show itself is all about Lorelai struggling with giving bits of her control away. It begins with her giving some control of her relationship with her parents back to them when she needs to ask for money for Rory’s school. Then, of course, little by little, her control over Rory erodes as Rory gets older. (Not that Lorelai was a controlling parent - she valued freedom, not bossiness - but that’s just the parent-child dynamic: to some extent parents do control things because kids are still learning how to take care of and protect themselves. It certainly shouldn’t go farther than those basics and I don’t think it did for Lorelai - but she still felt it whenever Rory did something that was contrary to what Lorelai would have wanted. It’s also why “You sound like your mother” was a truly insulting barb to her lol)

In the meantime, she’s not only risen to being in charge of the inn, but she even goes and opens her own inn business with Sookie. Total independence. She dated Max, but balked when he wanted to know what his role would be in Rory’s life and realized she wasn’t ready to share control of their life with him. She dated Digger who to me always seemed the type way too set in his own ways for her, so I wasn’t sad to see him go. Finally she dated Luke, we all knew it would happen, but the question was always would these two very independent types be able to make it work any better than they had in the past? Because Luke’s also always gone his own way. The things both he and Lorelai had going for them was chemistry and similar values. And of course the show seemed to be rooting for them from season one :P

So while Lorelai and Luke are together, there are a number of control-related problems that crop up. We mainly see Luke give in to Lorelai. It’s never anything damaging - these are small things that are important to her, but still small, and he gives them to her out of love, not because she demands it. She does make concessions to him as well, but they’re mostly off screen (like the purple wallpaper thing). And the thing with the Twickum House... on the surface, it look like Lorelai crapped on Luke’s dream for the house because she selfishly wanted to keep her own, buuuuut he bought it without asking or telling her, and she has a right to not want to live there same as he has a right not to want to live in her place. Fortunately, he was cool with living in her place if it was expanded. So they did that. Look, a compromise!

So basically they get over every hurdle that could compromise their individual needs to feel in control of their lives... until April. April is Luke’s thing. It’s not his fault he didn’t know about her for twelve years and it’s to his credit that he wanted to be a part of her life after the fact. While I’m not super fond of season 7, I always felt it was weird that season 6 Luke never seemed angry that Anna didn’t tell him about April. It doesn’t seem like Anna had a reason to think he’d be violent or controlling of her or their child, she just thought he didn’t like kids much. That’s not a reason. People often don’t like other people’s kids but adore their own. Anyway.

Luke doesn’t want Lorelai involved with April because he’s the type to take his time with things. He needs his space. So he needs time and space to adjust to the concept of April and get to know her and feel confident of his own role as a father. He’s also a bit jealous of Lorelai’s easy rapport with people, especially young girls, but I think that’s minor in comparison to the other reasons. And Lorelai understands those things and lets him control how things go with April. Allowing him that control, though, means he’s also in control of other things: when they get married, for one, and what his relationship with Lorelai is. i think she has reason to be upset about how he didn’t make an effort to involve her in things with April (like, I definitely get that April’s mom was concerned about who was in April’s life but everyone else in the town got to meet April, there’s no reason Lorelai couldn’t have met her now and then as a townie rather than Luke’s fiancee, as long as Luke was physically there as well)

So I can see why Lorelai blew up after the wedding was postponed indefinitely (even though, if we’re talking real life, it hadn’t been all that long). She felt she’d finally found someone she felt comfortable sharing her life with, but then he started to need more patience and submission from her than she was comfortable giving. Up till then in her life, waiting for things just meant she waited while other people got what they want. To get what she wanted, she had to go take it, consequences be damned. So she takes the same route with Luke as she has with everything else in her life: she makes her own decision and lets him figure out how or if he wants to fit in with it, rather than the other way around.

In terms of whether she really needed to go that far at that point... It’s hard, rewatching it, not to feel like a sudden ultimatum in the street when you’re highly emotional is not the way to decide to break up with someone. She should have been willing to talk later, when he came back. I mean, he came back twice. But relationships are rarely about should haves. People aren’t perfect. Lorelai’s the type who rips the bandaid off fast because it may hurt more, but slow hurts longer. When she’s out, she’s out. And I think I get it in the sense that the two of them had, in canon, built up how serious their relationship was VERY fast - like from their first official date - and that comes with all kinds of expectations. The higher they climb the harder they fall. So, yeah, I think things could have been fixed the next day when Luke came back, but I do think it’s Lorelai-ish to not be willing to fix them.

There was a great bit of foreshadowing just prior where Liz and TJ have a fight and it’s due to Liz’s trauma scaring her away, and Luke is the one who goes to TJ, tells him it’s not his fault, but that in a relationship sometimes people can’t say how they really feel and that’s when you have to try to understand them out of love etc (something like that lol). He saw it clearly with Liz and TJ but wasn’t ready for it with Lorelai. Lorelai’s fear of commitment, the way she values her independence, her history with relationships gone sour, it all came to a head and Luke’s preference to take time to sort things out and decide how he feels couldn’t cope with it. It’s not that Luke was wrong. He’s entitled to be the type who needs time. But it’s not that Lorelai was wrong either. They weren’t wrong individually, but they were wrong together. It could have been avoided, but people aren’t perfect.

I still hate that they broke up and we had to spend season 7 with Christopher, but at least they got back together in the end. Season 7, man... The above is how I feel about season 6, but I think if I knew season 7 wouldn’t have the same producers, I’d never be on board with ending season 6 with such an explosion. No way could the season 7 team pick up from there without being absolutely ridiculous about it.

A Year in the Life picks up with Lorelai and Luke still together, living in her house, but not married. These days lots of people partner up but don’t get married and that’s fine - real commitment isn’t something that a piece of paper decides. But it was also kinda sad because I think every Gilmore Girls fan looked forward to Lorelai and Luke’s wedding. So I really enjoyed that AYITL dealt with that - and also dealt with the way Luke usually lets Lorelai decide various things, and that she becomes self-conscious about it, wondering if her strength of will has meant he had to give up things he wanted. He takes his time - he’s Luke, after all - but eventually he figures out how to tell her. He’s his own man. He’s independent. He lets her make decisions about things he’s okay with her making decisions on. If he really didn’t like her choice, he’d say something. Basically, you don’t have to worry about Luke. He’s strong enough for himself, and he’s strong enough for her. And vice versa. That’s why they’re a good couple. It’s when they give in to doubt that things get shaky. And then we finally got our very pretty wedding. I loved that scene and I loved the song that played (which was also used in Liz and TJ’s wedding, I believe).

Emily, of course, is just as much a control freak as her daughter even if she doesn’t realize it, but I loved how in AYITL, the way she asserts her herself is no longer in the context of the role she feels she needs to play and becomes about choosing what her path will be. She’s as “eccentric” as Lorelai, if eccentric means being yourself and doing what makes you happy. *eye roll* That’s why I don’t agree with my dad that Lorelai is flaky... I do see where it comes from but I always just thought she’s not bound by what other people think she should be. That’s hardly eccentric, it’s just strong.

And I wish we had some sort of follow up for the last four lines... I’d read a Gilmore Girls novel as a sequel if the show can’t come back again.

[finrad]

Unrequited Love - Kili x Reader

I'm not really a Kili person so this might not be my best work but I hope you enjoy it nonetheless.

You were sitting alone nearby a dinner table when you saw many dwarves walk in with Mithrandir, Lord Elrond, and Lindir. It was very sudden. Then you realized that you had never seen any of them in person. They looked cheerful and like good folk. Whenever you were younger, you were told to avoid dwarves, as they were greedy, but it seemed that they might be lying or exaggerating.

Watching them sit, you smiled when you saw one of the most handsome person that you have ever laid your eyes on. He had also noticed you, now with a flirty smile on his face. He wasn't the only one looking at you. Lindir was also watching you, with a slightly concerned expression.

Lindir wasn't in love with you, and you knew this for certain, but he could be making that face for a reason. He tried to be understanding, but he was starting to think that you were falling for this dwarf that you just met. It was a little odd to him.

Elves don't instantly find someone worthy of being their lover instantly. It usually takes time for these feelings to form. And, elves have never fallen for dwarves. Men, yes. But dwarves? There is no account of such a thing happening.

Despite that, you were feeling something different for this dwarf. A feeling that made you want to hold him and care for him. You needed to talk to that dwarf. But maybe now wasn't the time. The two of you needed to have a chat in private.

As the dwarves ate, they sang proudly, and you found their songs lovely. They weren't like the soft songs of the elves, no. Those songs were happy and full of life. Secretly, you sang with the dwarves, enjoying their music. Some of the elves around you made surprised faces hearing the dwarves.

After the dinner, you were joyful, and felt so young. Maybe among the dwarves is where you are happiest. Singing and cheering with the dwarves was not the only thing that lifted your spirits. You noticed that dwarf you had began to develop feelings for was looking at you, with a smile.

For some reason, each time that he glanced at you, you just felt alive. You had never believed in love at first sight, but it seemed that you were having a case of it. You couldn't be too sure, though. This feeling that just won't go away could be something else.

Tonight, the sky was midnight blue and there were stars shining in the sky high above. A field of grass was nearby, and you noticed that the dwarf that you were beginning to fall for was sitting alone. So, you sat next to him and introduced yourself.

You told him your name, and then asked him what his was. He plainly responded, "Kili." Right now, you were  nervous and was trying to remain calm.

"Well, Kili, I remember seeing you while you and the other dwarves were eating." you said. After sighing softly, you continued. "And you made my heart sing. This is unusual for an elf like me to do, but I want to be with you, even though we have only met."

"But we have to bond first, don't we?" Kili asked, his hand over yours, which was on the grass. You nodded. "Let me start then. I have an older brother, and we, along with the other dwarves, are going on a quest to reclaim our home."

Kili continued to speak about himself until it seemed that he didn't have anything left to say. Then, it was your turn to describe the life that you lived as an elf in Imladris. You described how you couldn't fit in that much. Your life was long and crazy, meaning that it took you a long time to tell Kili about your life. By the time you finished, the sun was rising.

A voice called out from the distance, but you and Kili ignored it. The two of you were gazing at each other, and you were longing for a gentle kiss. You knew that Kili had to leave in a few days, so you wanted to appreciate those days before you could quite possibly never see Kili again.

"May I?" asked Kili, staring at your lips with a flirty look in his eyes. You nodded, and then the two of you leaned closer and almost kissed passionately until you heard an angry voice shout.

"KILI!? KISSING AN ELF?" the voice yelled. Kili nervously turned around, go reveal a dwarf with dark hair. "You're not supposed to fall in love with anyone, let alone an elf. That one could possibly betray us, just like the elves did to us before. Come with me."

"But Thorin–" Kili tried to argue but the dwarf, who seemed to be named Thorin, did not allow him to speak. The younger dwarf looked back at you with disappointment and walked away with the dwarf. You were upset, but then moved on and went home.

At home, you saw your father and greeted him. "Where have you been?" he questioned. "I haven't seen you all night."

"I was talking to a dwarf." you admitted. Please say that your father would be fine with you speaking to a dwarf. Most elves did not really like dwarves, and vice versa. Therefore, there was a chance that your father would be very unhappy about what you said.

He then gasped. "A dwarf? Why?" You tried your best to hold back some tears that were coming in. "Don't tell me that you are falling for him! There are many appealing elves." You nodded, deciding that you should be proud that you were falling for a dwarf, and not a prude elf.

"I feel a connection with him, and nothing shall stop me." you argued. "You cannot control my love life. So I will continue to see him, no matter what silly excuse you come up with."

The two of you argued for most of the day, and your energy was drained by the time you were finished. However, you were still going to find Kili tonight. When your father isn't looking, you planned to sneak out of your home and look for Kili in the night.

And so your time came. You had noticed that your father had gone somewhere, so you got out of your house and found Kili, sitting on a field of grass, much like the one where the two of you sat on last night. This became a nightly thing, until the day that Kili had to leave.

On the night before that day, you had realized your true feelings for Kili. You loved him, even though your father didn't accept it. Even though some of the dwarves that Kili came to Imladris with didn't accept it. It didn't matter if the whole world didn't accept it; you still love him.

So on that night, you decided that it was time to confess. Kili needs to know how you truly feel now. Or else you'll never have the chance to tell him. Who knows what could happen to him while he tries to get his home back with his fellow dwarves.

"Kili, I need to tell you something." you began, your voice a little shaky. "It's been only a few days since we had first met, but I have to say that I love you, and I will miss you dearly once you leave."

The dwarf murmured your name. He then grabbed your hands. "I love you, too, and I promise that I will see you once again. Remain hopeful, and I will come back to you. We will reunite, and find a place to live and stay in love for the rest of our lives." he promised. A wave of hope flooded over you and you felt happy.

You and Kili leaned in close, and then kissed. The kiss was soft, and you never wanted to stop. It made you feel alive and bubbly. All of your worries were away from your head, and you were only focused on Kili.

*Time skip brought to you by this emoji: 🅱️*

It had been so long since you have last seen Kili. That one night where you two kissed seemed to be a long gone memory. A memory that you wanted to relive.

Today, you sat by a tree, with a book in your hands. As you read from the pages of the book, you had remembered the faint memories that you had holding hands with Kili in the night, without a single soul knowing what you were doing. You really missed those old days.

Soon, through your peripheral vision, you noticed three figures walking into Imladris. Two of them were short, and one of them was tall. As they came closer, you found out that it was Mithrandir with Kili and another person that seemed familiar, and he wasn't a dwarf.

"Kili!" you said, putting your hand on your heart and extended your arm. This was an elvish embrace. At this moment, you were happy and full of excitement. "Hello Mithrandir. And hello to you, stranger. May I have a private conversation with Kili?" The other two nodded, and walked off.

You sat down with Kili to talk to him. It had been so long since you two have spoken. And you wondered why he came without the other dwarves.

"Kili, I thought you left to reclaim your home. Why aren't you there?" you asked.

"Well, we had to fight in a large battle to get my home back. And while I fought, I remembered you. I realized that I promised to return to you, so here I am." Kili answered. "I love you, and the barriers that have been put between us by our kin will not stop us."

[thecluelessredhead]

Sunset Curve: A Hollywood Legacy

Word Count: 2050

Chapter 2 of ??

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Chapter Two

Bobby was sprawling in his dressing room, his guitar on his chest, playing with the strings gently. Occasionally, he would stretch out a slender arm and pick up a peanut. He wouldn’t eat it immediately, but hold it up to the light and look at it, as if that specific peanut would tell him the secrets of the universe. He asked once. The peanut didn’t answer. 

Luke came flying into the room while he was performing this ritual. He was grumbling and speaking incoherently, but when he saw Bobby, on his back studying a nut, he stopped, and shut the door slowly.

“Hey, buddy,” he said slowly, like he was talking to a horse that might rear its head at any moment. “You okay?” Bobby nodded, tossing the peanut through the air and catching it in his mouth. “Strike out with Rose?” Luke approached on his toes, still seemingly afraid of Bobby. Again, Bobby just nodded. “She got a boyfriend?” Luke sat down on the edge of the couch Bobby was on. 

Nod.

“His name’s Ray,” Bobby said, his husky voice seeming even deeper through his peanut. 

“Bummer,” Luke sympathized, clapping Bobby on the knee. “But hey! No time to be sad! We go on at the Orpheum in an hour!” 

“Yeah!” Bobby sat up, looking suddenly energized. Then, he registered Luke for the first time, who was dripping wet. “What happened to you?” 

“It’s pouring outside,” Luke answered.

“Good or bad?” Bobby asked, all business. 

Luke grabbed a handful of peanuts. “Could go either way,” he gargled through a mouthful. Bobby grunted his agreement. “Hey, where are Alex and Reggie?”

“I don’t know. Didn’t Alex say he’s just going to get some air?” Bobby asked. Luke shrugged. He didn’t want to talk about Alex. 

“Reggie should be here by now, too,” Luke said, anxiously. 

“They’re gonna make it,” Bobby assured him. Luke took a deep breath, trying to center himself. “Is that all?”

“Huh?” Luke looked at Bobby. He knew what Bobby was asking.

“Is that all you’re upset about?”

Luke stood up, and walked away, facing a small table of trinkets, picking each of them up individually, and examining them closely. “It’s just…” He heaved a sigh, and turned his head, to get a look of Bobby in his peripheral vision. Bobby was watching him closely, but not scrutinizing. Just watching in a way that was careful and kind. “Whenever I imagined this night, my parents were in the front row.”

Bobby didn’t respond immediately. He didn’t know how long it would take him to come up with the right words. Perhaps he would never get there. So, all he could blurt out was, “Maybe they’ll show up. There’s still time!”

“Yeah, thanks,” Luke replied, still playing with the chachkies and sounding very insincere. “I don’t need them.” He turned to face Bobby, his jaw hardening. “I’ve made it this far.” He crossed to the window and threw it open, looking into the rainy world beyond. Bobby turned to follow his movements with a face of patience being lost. Luke pressed his hands against the lower sill and scanned the streets below for Alex or Reggie.

“You miss them.” It wasn’t a question. 

“I don’t need them,” Luke repeated. 

“You said that already.” Luke turned his head slightly so that Bobby could see his jaw tightening. 

“Well, what do you suggest that I do?” he asked rhetorically, turning back to the window and hunching his back slightly. On the streets, there was already a snaking line waiting to get inside. No one seemed to care about the rain, which lifted Luke’s spirits. All of these people were here to see Sunset Curve. They weren’t just some opening act anymore. People cared. Wanted to see them. 

“Play the song,” Bobby said, and for a moment Luke had forgotten he was there. He froze, and turned slowly, keeping his hands on the window, and leaning so far from Bobby, he could feel the rain on his forehead.

“The song?” Luke prompted, although he knew what Bobby was trying to say.

Bobby heaved an enormous sigh, and flopped back onto the couch. What a pair of dramatics they were. “You know.” Bobby stood up and raised his eyebrows pointedly. He walked forward so that he and Luke were nose to nose and Luke could lean no further out of the window. “Unsaid Emily?”

“No!” Luke stood up straight, throwing Bobby away from him. “I wrote that song ages ago!”

“Like a week ago?”

“No!” Luke snapped again, already reaching for the doorknob to leave the room, not even knowing where he intended to go. 

“Look, what do you have to lose?” Bobby spit the question out at his friend, who stopped, his hand on the doorknob, his head turned slightly to the left, his jaw clenched. “Pride?” Coming out of Bobby’s mouth, the word sounded derogatory and pathetic, but he was right. That’s exactly what Luke had to lose. He flung the door open and stormed away from Bobby, leaving the door, and the conversation wide open. But Bobby had his answer. 

Chatter rang through the hall. It bounced off the hallowed walls and reverberated through every room of the theatre, amplified by excitement. The band stood backstage, nerves running high, but not in the same way that they had been before. Now, they felt the kind of nervousness that only came from the moments before seeing your dreams realized. The jabbering hit their ears but stopped there, their brains were too fried with both joy and terror. 

The time had come, and none of the four could believe it. Alex had believed that some horrible fate would befall them before the night would arrive. But, the PA system crackled, and a man with a voice clearly intended for radio said, “Live at the Orpheum. Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome to the stage Sunset Curve!” The lights went down, and the place fell silent.

As soon as they were on stage, all fear and anxiety melted. They could hardly see the audience through the bright spotlights and their own blinding jubilation. What they didn’t see was the handsome young man who slipped in while the bouncers weren’t paying attention. Willie. He crept over to a table and dropped down next to a very confused girl, without taking his eyes off the drummer. 

The entire show was one big blur, much like a wedding day. Luke Patterson, married to his work. Before long, all four boys were bouncing energetically up and down and drenched in sweat, playing their greatest personal hits, heard by only their most devoted fans. The show went on late into the night, but no one cared about the time, for they were too engrossed. 

When it at last ended and everyone cleared out, no one noticed the teary eyed couple, leaving reluctantly. The woman was short with brown hair that looked constantly frizzy. The man dwarfed his wife, but in a way that made them only look more compatible. They took one last longing look at the band before being forced from the building by the throng. Only two guests chose to stay behind. Willie, despite the fact that he wasn’t supposed to be there in the first place, and a tall powerful looking woman, who approached the band as they whooped and hollered, living in the high of what they had just achieved. 

Silence fell over the four as she drew near, and they all turned, falling into their classic positions as a part of the group. Luke stepped forward, preparing to represent the band. Alex stood close behind him, almost protectively, as if afraid that the woman would attack. Reggie and Bobby stood behind Luke and to his right, like an anxious audience of the whole thing. Luke looked back at his band mates one last time before turning to face the woman and sticking out his hand. 

She took it and shook it. “Gentlemen. I’m Olivia Garcia.” The four introduced themselves in a similar order that they had to Rose. “Let me get right to the point. I’m an executive for Pacific Records. What I saw tonight was very impressive. I spoke to my colleagues, and we would be happy to represent Sunset Curve.” She passed an awestruck Luke a thin card. “Give us a call.” She gave the frozen boys a small smile, and left the place, brushing past Willie who had an impressed look, gently coloring his face as he looked at Alex and his bandmates. He approached the boys tentatively, who had turned to face each other. High fives were passed and shared eagerly while all the boys whooped with joy and spoke indistinctly over each other.

Alex caught sight of Willie and slipped away from his ecstatic bandmates unnoticed, who were now jumping in childish circles chanting, ‘we played the Orpheum!’. 

“You came,” Alex said, unsure what he meant by that statement. Clearly, Willie had come. Was Alex implying that he was surprised? Was it merely a statement of joy? Was Willie overthinking the whole thing as much as he was?

“Told you I’d find a way.” He grinned.

“A legal way?” Alex teased. Willie blushed and shrugged, rolling his head toward the ground. It had now become apparent to the other three band members that their drummer was no longer an active part of their celebrations. They turned and registered Willie, every possible scenario of who the boy could possibly be running through their heads as they studied his face, particularly the way he looked at Alex, and vice versa. Bobby, who seemed most determined in respecting Alex’s privacy, nudged Reggie, who took Luke by the arm and steered him in the other direction. They then pretended like they weren’t listening as intently as they were, staring at the ceiling and the floor and the stage. 

Willie dropped his joking act to make serious eye contact with Alex, a truly terrifying concept. “You guys were really good.”

“Oh, thanks,” Alex said, sticking his elbows out and turning his head shyly. 

“So, that woman was someone important, huh?” Willie continued.

“Yeah, she said she wants to represent us!” He beamed, glee lighting up his face in an instant. “It’s totally insane, and completely terrifying and I’m so excited!” He went on rambling, and Willie watched, smiling, as Rose approached the other three onlookers.

“Even better than your soundcheck,” she said, giving them an excuse to focus on something other than Alex. Reggie tilted his head and smirked, Luke grinned and thanked her. Bobby did nothing. “Listen, I’m having a party later tonight. Like, now, actually. It’d be great if you guys would come. Beer, fans. Great music, of course.” She waited patiently for their response, and though they dragged it out, her spiel was pretty hard to ignore. “You can even ring you friend.” Rose jerked her thumb back to Alex and Willie, still talking happily. 

“Alright, I guess we’ll come,” Luke agreed, looking at his bandmates with a crooked grin. 

“Great!” Rose gave Bobby the address, and bid them a safe walk.

Luke stepped tentatively toward Alex and Willie, peeking over Alex’s shoulder. “Look, I’m sorry to interrupt, but Alex, we’re headed out. Rose is throwing a party. Your, uh-” Luke searched for the proper word hesitating slightly over the word friend. “-buddy is welcome as well.” He inwardly pinched himself at the foolish choice of words.

Alex turned to Willie, the question in his eyes. 

“No, I couldn’t,” he admitted apologetically. “My folks will be wondering where I am. I catch you later, though?”

“Yeah, of course,” Alex agreed. Willie shot him one last sideways smile, and rushed from the theater.

“Who was that?” Luke asked as soon as he was gone, and Bobby and Reggie hurriedly stepped forward to hear about the mystery man. 

“A guy I ran into,” Alex answered, grinning to himself at his own little pun. “Willie.” He grinned at the way the name felt on his lips. The boys nodded assent.

“Shall we?” Reggie asked, making a large gesture with his arms in the general direction of nowhere.

“Won’t Carla miss you?” Bobby wondered.

Reggie shook his head.”She’ll understand.”

“Then, let’s go boys.” And Luke led the way to the party.

Notes: If you’re with me thanks again! Chapter three will be back hopefully sooner rather than later. If anyone is interested, I can make a tag list, so just let me know.

[mcnypieces]

     A month later and at last I come bearing an update once again. It’s bound to be incredibly lengthy as life has not been its most placid, but I am here nonetheless.

     TL;DR for those also struggling with their time recently: Life stressful, Bun scare, WoW fun but friend/Mythic+ group is a mess due to losing a friend to toxicity, I will likely be remaking this multimuse blog and starting fresh there to give me more incentive to be around to write comfortably in a fresh, happy, non-cluttered place, complete with a new Birkan OC I talked about some months before now. Though I haven’t technically decided and was going to ask opinions, I will likely still be remaking, as everything here is a mess. Lulu’s blog will remain as is for now, as I am attached to it and has retained more activity from me ( not much more, however ), though I have also considered moving her with everyone as well to keep everyone in one place and maybe make my mind feel more focused in a collective space. I’m still very much on the fence about it. Thoughts on that are welcome.

     There was a bit of optimism at the beginning of my break to play WoW. However, a little less than a day into the launch, I noticed something off about the youngest of my rabbits. Hazel, a netherland dwarf gifted to me by a neighbor down the way during Christmas a couple years ago so she had friends and wasn’t alone during the day, developed a head tilt. It was enough to be noticeable, but nowhere near the cases most see posted in pictures. Head tilt in rabbits is often a very serious thing, as it can cause permanent damage and even death if not treated immediately. Anything from an injury to unkempt ears to a common parasite ( which is technically classified as a fungus ) to neurological troubles - the range is about as vast as self-diagnosing with WebMD. Torticollis in rabbits has a bunch of different causes, very few of which are relatively mild.

     I was - to say the least - in absolute hysterics. She was off balance, tripping over herself, curling up into herself trying to keep footing. To somebody that’s never seen it in person before, it looks like you’re watching an animal on the verge of passing from something neurological. I had no idea what was going on. To be frank, I was absolutely terrified. It was 1AM and very few vets were 24-hour, especially in this crisis, much less ones that could look at rabbits. I steeled myself to call the closest one for recommendations on what to do and where to go. Naturally, I was told there was nothing this place could do besides euthanasia ─ which, in my very emotional state, I was incredibly offended by the mere immediate suggestion of. Hazel had been acting completely normal up until then, and she still had her energy. She was trying to climb all over the place despite having no balance, and she showed no other symptoms of anything besides just tilting and falling over herself. At this point obviously I know they were simply stating that was the only thing they could do as they don’t take exotic pets, but in the moment, being offered it as the first and seemingly only solution made me upset. I’m sure that would be anybody in that situation. So, of course, I refused, and they told me of other places that would be able to at least see her at that time and give me more sound options.

     I find a 24 hour emergency pet clinic about thirty minutes away. There’s a place that for sure takes exotics, but it’s 2 hours away and closed at this hour. Okay, fine, I don’t have time to wait with this. I call the 24 hour clinic. They tell me they do see exotics and can treat the basics but they don’t have the equipment to properly diagnose anything for certain. Unfortunate, but I don’t have any other options at this point. They say they will take her and monitor her behavior to figure out where I should go from there. I take her there. I try not to break down again on the ride there, I try not to break down as they take her padded comfy box from me. They tell me they have another, more serious case they have to see to immediately but will monitor her and do a basic check-up. It will take them an hour at minimum, and I was welcome to stay in the parking lot. I decide against it, go home to clean up and prep a space for her while trying to steel myself more. It takes a couple hours for them to call back. 

     Lo and behold, they have no idea what’s wrong. As stated when I called, aside from the head tilting, she is acting completely normal. Eating, going to the bathroom, has her energy, no leg or eye issues that are common with the usual problems that lead to head tilting. What tests they can run are absolutely normal. They gave her what they referred to as “a bunny feast”, and she delighted herself in it with no problems, and they even brushed her down for me ( I didn’t get the chance yet, her winter coat was just coming in ). She just has a head tilt all of a sudden, out of nowhere. This is great news, but it’s also upsetting, because I still have no idea what’s going on. They give me medication for an infection and Metacam for the potential pain she could have been in, and sent me on my way to monitor her at home. If anything changed for the worse, I would take her to the vet in Raleigh two hours away to have actual tests done. 

     Okay, so I’m still in the dark on what’s wrong, but I have medication. Great. I watch her for two weeks, give her the infection medication every 12 hours and the pain medication the first 4 days. And, in time, her head tilt begins to disappear. That tells both the doctor and I that it was either 1) an ear infection, which was now cured, or 2) an injury. My mind has me leaning towards the latter, if only because I know how fast she runs all over the place and Jolyne, my cat, does play with her. They have done so for years now without issue, often times Jojo will be running away from Hazel rather than vice versa. Hazel will do loops back and forth and then suddenly charge at her in an attempt to catch her off guard. I have not let her out with Jojo since then in case roughhousing was in fact the cause, but Hazel is back to running around like the crazy thing she is. I’m still watching her every day, and all the rabbits will hopefully be getting new, large hutches for Christmas. Hazel’s has been ordered. To this moment, I still have no idea what caused her head tilt. What I did learn, however, is that there are a lot of rabbits that get euthanized due to head tilt, when most of the ailments - if caught early enough and with lengthy TLC - can be cured. Rabbits can even live happily with the tilt should it become permanent ( which it can be! ). Here is a happy bun who lived a wonderful life with a permanent head tilt. Much worse than the way Hazel’s was, but the common bad tilt nonetheless. I called to tell them the great news, how grateful I was they could do anything at all, and they were ecstatic to have me call them back. Things in that regard are now back to normal, but I keep an eye on her as per usual. Definitely not the kind of scare I was expecting out of nowhere, but one I received nonetheless.

     During the time I monitored her and kept her close at my side in her hutch ( I went out of the way to move her hutch in with me when I cleaned it, because why wouldn’t I? ), I enjoyed the launch of Shadowlands. My main WoW friend group, A/B/C/D/E, were all playing and content with what was happening. We even were talking to old friends, thinking about raiding, had two new friends coming to learn to play the game. It was great! But then base Mythics came out, and things went sour out of nowhere. 

     One of our long time friends in our original Mythic+ group became the proverbial straw that broke the camel’s back. We’ve all had our disagreements and issues with said friend for some time, as he has been very negative the past few months and a hamper on the friend group even before launch. Everyone knows things are at an all time low, and the world is not in its best state - but we come to play games to get away from the realities of things. We’re here to have fun and kid around, not to mope. This is not to say we’re not here to be supportive if something is genuinely wrong, or that sadness just isn’t allowed ever. That would be silly. We’re always here to support each other in rough times, and such is the reason we’re as tight-knit as we are to begin with. Always has been the case. 

     However, this was not your typical sad sort of negative. This was the permanent “Glass is Half Empty” mentality. Everything had to be negative. Win a BG match? He didn’t have fun because he got targeted down one time when he was alone on a caster. Clear base Mythics for the first time of the expansion? No time to celebrate, because he didn’t get a piece of gear out of it, or he didn’t do the burst he wanted on a trash pack because we didn’t cater to his pull plan. During the second week of Mythics, he was constantly complaining about not getting gear drops to the point it was making other members upset. No one likes doing eight dungeons, getting one or two drops, and both being pieces you don’t need. Hell, I did Mythic+ this entire week since it came out and I still have a Heroic neck on my body because it has a socket and great stats and I’ve not gotten another drop since. But to complain about not getting a drop and dunking on people who are getting the upgrade ─ which, in turn, betters the group ─ is just ridiculous. This was not exclusive to just WoW, either. Everything they played together when I was not present, he acted the same way ─ negative, upsetting, and very, very defensive whenever someone would tell him to knock it off. He’d pull the “oh you don’t care about me” card. He constantly felt like people were coming after him, even when nobody ever was, and that everyone just had something against him and we kept him there out of sheer pity ─ which was infuriating to all of us, the people who still considered him a friend and cared about him to tolerate the toxic behavior and try to work through it. He’d pretend to be a victim if you tried to call him out on bad behavior, acting as if he was being singled out, while also bad mouthing other people and poking fun at them and then disguising it as a joke ( or in his case, “a meme” ). When you’d do the same back, he’d pull the whole “dude that’s not cool, I get you’re joking but it’s not funny” attitude every time. He had to be right all the time, and if you tried to tell him he was wrong, he’d fight you on it until the bloody end, even when proven wrong earlier. He wanted to be catered to and, if things weren’t going the way he wanted, he was negative. If he wasn’t having fun, nobody else was allowed to have fun. 

     Friend A, who is essentially our leader that brought everybody together and often makes calls for the group ( though in reality we’re all just an aimless bunch of friends messing around and having fun ), has known Friend C for a longer than any of us. He considers him his best friend, and they have been close for many years since Cataclysm. We’re all friends, of course, but A and C have been close for a very long time. They are very supportive of one another, regardless of what happens, and always have been. However, even Friend A is getting very frustrated with Friend C’s behavior. Friend C has not always been like this. In fact, he used to be the complete opposite. He loves the guy to death and back, but the other members, particularly Friend D, is getting into mini verbal fisticuffs during dungeons disguised as friendly fun being poked and forth almost every night. Friend D complains about Friend C behind his back ( which he has been asked to tone down and, some nights, has been agreed with based on the issue at hand ). A new coworker of Friend A who is also a very chill, cool person had her own reservations about him when she joined due to his behavior and it kept her from joining voice calls. Hell, I got into an argument with him a week before launch due to his behavior, to which he tried to invalidate my argument by claiming I was “coming after him” and therefore my side was automatically invalid because I had a “personal vendetta” against him and me “shit-talking” him while making my points “comes off a certain way” ─ when the point I was making had absolutely nothing to do with him personally. Again, the same “I’m being attacked” mentality, when no such thing was happening.

     Eventually one night while he was complaining about loot, Friend A had a talk with him about not complaining about not getting loot anymore, as it was wearing on everyone’s nerves. Mythic+ would come out soon, loot would be flowing in, and everyone would eventually be geared, including him. This wasn’t the first time he was talked to in regards to the way he’d been acting in general. He agreed to tone it down, and that was that. But guess what? That didn’t happen. The next night we finish up our Mythics, and he has to physically stop himself from making a comment and covers it up with “nope, I promised I wouldn’t complain about loot” with a tone that sounds like someone is struggling really, really hard not to say something and is holding back. Normally this would be something nobody cares about and is part of the process but this isn’t the first time he said something about it. He then proceeds to complain anyway, spends night questioning the tank’s ( Friend D at the time ) pulls and complaining about being beat in DPS every other pull because “oh I don’t have gear cause the game hates me so-” when he’s not even doing his AoE rotation properly ( found this out later after everything fell through ). His attitude is so negative it’s affecting the way he plays and, to put it bluntly, he’s playing and acting like shit.

    So Friend A sits him down. Again. At this point he’s still trying his absolute best to work things out with him, but his foot has come down. His behavior for months has been toxic. People are getting fed up. He’s bringing down group morale. Everyone is worried his attitude is going to make the new people who are trying to learn the game quit because he’s constantly shit talking the game and pretending the world is ending in voice. Friend A tells him he’s here for him still and how he’s always here to talk if life is a mess and Friend C is still welcome, but he needs to get his shit straight. By the end of the chat, Friend C claims “that’s just how he is” and he can’t do anything about it ─ which is just such bullshit. We know good and well how he really is, and this ain’t it. He’s just too lazy, full of himself, and down on his luck to acknowledge he has a problem. He says it’s shitty of us not to “accept him for who he is” and how we all know his life is shit and that he’s justified. Friend A essentially tells him he doesn’t want somebody like that in his group. Friend C takes this as “oh I don’t want you here period”, essentially says “well I don’t want to be in a group that just pities me and takes me along because they feel bad and not because they’re actually my friends”, leaves the discord group, removes Friend A from discord, removes friend A from Battle.net, then blocks him in both places. Out of nowhere. Friend A then comes to announce that Friend C will no longer be a part of our group. This is a TL;DR, since I wasn’t there for the conversation and it’s been a little bit since I’ve asked Friend A exactly what was said and feel it inappropriate to ask for specifics again since it’s all behind us now and that night still upsets him to this moment.

    Since then, Friend C has come back to try and make amends to everyone, especially the group, as he dropped without telling anybody out of frustration and essentially said “fuck you” to the entire group because he was upset at his best friend. Friend A was very emotional about it after it happened as, like said, this was his best friend who essentially just claimed he didn’t care about him at all and just pitied him despite doing everything he could to try to keep everybody happy and even catering to Friend C at times against his better judgement. Despite that, however, Friend A has stated multiple times he would not even take Friend C back as a friend unless he had a life evaluation first. Friend A and Friend C sat down to have another talk after the dust settled so Friend C could apologize, as Friend C reached out supposedly to do so, but he still acted as though he didn’t do anything wrong. He swore constantly on his dog-who-he-loved-dearly’s ashes he didn’t say the shitty things he said to Friend A that night. He didn’t own up to anything he said or did, only apologized for leaving immediately and dipping on everyone else, as he worried he’d “burned the bridge”. Friend A did not welcome him back with open arms but told him his doors were still open to talk and were never closed to begin with ( Friend C closed them himself by leaving suddenly, after all ) and that he could talk to him again when he figured everything out. Everyone is at least on speaking terms again, but he has not rejoined the discord nor the game group, and wasn’t even playing for a time. Now he’s supposedly playing and having fun again on his own terms and doing things we haven’t. Supposedly. So our Mythic+ group had a gap in it, which was filled by one of the new friends who just started playing. Both new players in our group are learning fast, but it has slowed our progression down, which we accept. People have swapped around classes to find accommodations as well, with Friend A now tanking and Friend D healing as they did before, delaying progress further. But now with things decided and in place, we will begin to push again. After all, it’s only the first week of Mythic+. We haven’t really lost any important progress.

    Friend A was very upset and felt like there was more he could’ve done, but everyone in the group has told him day in and day out there was nothing else he could’ve done. Friend C still has a lot to sort out and has seemingly taken absolutely nothing from this situation.

    Both of these situations, on top of the seizures the person I consider a second mom to me still happening ( which she went in for today to be looked at again while she’s being treated for something else ), has made writing nigh impossible. I have been having a lot of fun playing WoW and the issue with Friend C, while a big hamper on things in the moment, hasn’t stopped me from enjoying it as is. Both the major hospitals near me have recently announced they are at full capacity on virus patients and will no longer be accepting more of them and, so long as there’s no immediate reason to do so, have asked people to stay inside as much as possible because of it. With Hazel’s emergency making me miss my dad’s small Thanksgiving as I was up all night that night and it was the next day, this means I will also not make it to his Christmas. I did not go to my mom’s get-together for Christmas either, as it was at her restaurant where she works and the number of people there made me nervous. She was sad, but there’s nothing I could really do to justify the risk. The fact people still want to have any kind of gathering even for the holidays blows my mind.

     That all being said, things have calmed down enough for me to consider making another attempt at writing again and retuning to the blogs I have missed dearly. The breaks are always nice, but I’ve had to take far too many of late, and struggling with the energy and mindset to write for months is really starting to get under this bun’s blue fur. In the time I’ve been away I’ve thought about remaking this blog, as it’s a complete mess and riddled with old things that are no longer a part of it. My tags are messed up, my info is all over the place, and I feel as though a fresh place filled with friends who are still active might speed up the process of getting me back on track. In addition to that, I’ve thought more about the OC idea I brought up some time ago and will be adding said OC to the roster once things are set-up, assuming I go through with the idea. I’ve also considered adding Lulubelle to the multimuse as well to keep everyone in one place, but as I’m attached to her blog and hers is more organized, I’m reluctant to do so. It is a thought and consideration, nonetheless. It will all take some time to do, but afterward, assuming it goes as expected, activity will resume once again.

      It will take some time, but hopefully things will be back to the way they were soon enough. ♥

[sugakookielix]

BTS Reaction: Their Girlfriend is a Boxer

Prompt: “Hi!! If requests are open, could I request a BTS reaction to their gf being a boxer (not a competitive one tho)? I've gotten a few comments recently about how women with biceps aren't attractive, or that women "shouldn't" box and whatnot, so I'm a bit thirsty for reassurance and support haha. Thank you! 💜”

Requested? Yes

Genre: Fluff

Word Count: 699

Warnings: None

Female reader. Gifs are not mine! Reaction requests are temporarily closed 

AN: So I know these are super late, I’m so sorry I promise I’m doing my best. But also, don’t ever let anyone what you can and can’t do just because you’re a woman, people who say those things are just ignorant. 

Masterlist

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Kim Namjoon:

As long as you are doing something you loved, and it wasn’t something you could end up regretting, Namjoon would support you. He would happily go to the gym with you, or set up your own home gym so that you could practice. Though he likely wouldn’t participate as much, rather just sit back and watch you work. He wouldn’t admit it, but he found you boxing to be pretty hot. Whenever you got comments about how women shouldn’t do boxing, he would be very quick to defend you, or comfort you if he wasn’t there when the person said it. 

Kim Seokjin:

While Jin enjoyed that you are being active and staying healthy, he is the one member who would be extremely concerned about your safety. He knew that boxing could potentially be dangerous, even if it wasn’t something you overly committed to or did competitively. It would take a bit of convincing to assure Jin that you would be careful and not get (too) hurt. He would eventually agree and be supportive, but would be quick to go back to protective mode if you ever come home with a few bruises. 

Min Yoongi:

Honestly, Yoongi would be pretty indifferent to you being a boxer. It wasn’t something he was particularly interested in but it made you happy so he never commented on it. The only time he would really pay it much thought would be if any of the comments you got upset you and you made that fact known to him. If that happened, he would be quick to assure you that you are great at what you do and shouldn’t let anyone tell you otherwise, and that you looked beautiful as well with all the muscle you had built. 

Jung Hoseok:

Like Yoongi, I feel that Hoseok would focus more on the comments you receive and being your emotional support rather than the fact you were a boxer. You each had your own hobby, he had dance, and you had boxing, so as long as you respected what he did he saw no reason to object to what you did. However, you best believe that if Hobi hears about a match or special practice you will be doing, he will be in the front row cheering you on the entire time. 

Park Jimin:

Jimin would likely be a bit intimidated by the fact you were a boxer, especially if you just so happened to be bigger than he was. He wouldn’t be scared of you, and he would of course still love and support you unconditionally. However, he probably wouldn’t show up to watch you box as often as some of the other members. Mainly because he was slightly intimidated by the scene, but also because he didn’t want to see his jagi get hurt. When you return home though, he would be offering all of the cuddles and kisses as a way to show you that he is proud of you. 

Kim Taehyung:

Tae would probably be in awe of how strong you really were. Especially when he caught up practicing and really got to see your muscles. He is someone who would definitely want to watch you as he finds it really amusing to watch the way you move. Would definitely brag about how strong and talented you are whenever he got the chance. Depending on how skilled you are, he may even suggest you try sparring with Jungkook in the future, confident that you would be able to beat the younger. 

Jeon Jungkook:

Jungkook would absolutely love that you were a boxer, no doubt. He is the member that is the most athletically inclined so the fact that his girlfriend has a similar interest would make him extremely happy. Not to mention watching you work was extremely attractive. Would definitely want to go to the gym with you and practice together, and would go to any event or match if you were fighting. Depending on your experience, he may offer to be a practice buddy for you. Though this will probably be later on in your relationship when he is sure that he won’t accidentally hurt you, or vice versa.

[welcometotheocverse]

💞 Elliot & Henry?

MY BOYS <3

Elliot

1) Elliot and Lorelai: They’re just so soft together and I love the idea of Lorelai being given this neurodivergent child and trying her best to do right by him. She listen to info dump even when she starts only being able to catch one word in 20 and tries to keep up with his interests in different sciences  El just thinks the world of her. And in the earlier seasons they’re just so fluffy ;A;

2) Elliot and Rory: ND Codependent twins ;A;. El and Rory are each other’s best friend and cornerstone. Literally the only time ( s) he’s ever gone against his mother is for her. ( specifically when Lorelai marries Christopher and is calling Rory Incessantly he like literally physically takes the phone away from her because “Let Her Have Space” and is very defensive of Rory’s boundaries) 

The thing that gets me about them is they both think they’re the Looking Out/Protecting Twin like Rory is very protective of El and will raise hell if someone hurts him or acts mean towards him and people think “oh its her being the older twin” but Elliot is just as protective or Rory and her happiness like to the point he doesn’t say anything about his feelings regarding Christopher ( not for a while at least) because he wants to see her happy. They also both read together and infodump a lot together even though they have different interests and listen I’m love them a many.

They also both think the other one’s the nicer twin which everyone thinks is hilarious because “you both have bambi face”

3) Elliot and Lane: They’re a brotp that snuck up on me bc at first I was like “oh she’s more Rory’s friend” but then the more I thought about it the more I’m like “no..no it’s The Three Of Them” and also “okay so not only would El fight Ms Kim in Doose’s parking lot for Lane he also almost got in a playground fight for her”

 Lane is Rory and Elliot’s first ( and possibly only?? Did Rory even Talk to anyone else in SHH in canon??) friend and while there are things she and Rory share that El doesn’t she’s also the one El goes to when he’s frustrated about Christopher or his grandparents ( because no one understand Overbearing and Controlling like Lane) and it’s almost like...the stuff he can’t tell Rory ( being frustrated with his father, feeling like he’s alone being frustrated by his father because Rory all but gets stars in her eyes no matter how many times Christopher lets her down and he loves her okay he loves that’s she’s so willing to hold out and forgive and be patient because she’s Rory  and he would never ask her to be anything or anyone else but he’s...not)

And the thing is Lane gets it. Lane talks about how she has to keep her cds under planks, she can’t tell her mother about  the things that make her happy. She can’t share her feelings with her mother. Her mother doesn’t know her, not really. And she keeps things to herself to keep the  peace and because she loves her mother so so much and she wants to please her so badly. ( and that Elliot gets, keeping things to yourself and swallowing your words because you hate the idea of upsetting someone you love so much even if Rory and Lorelai wouldn’t react badly if he did express himself he just...cares a lot about not upsetting them.)  

They just commiserate a lot together and understand each other on a very basic level. They don’t hang out as much specially after the Yale years pick up but they’re the very definition of “I could not hang out with you for months and then pick up like nothing happened)

Also they’re the founding members of the Protect Rory Squad.

4) Elliot and Luke: Elliot and Luke vibe really easily because they’re both introverted. They can literally just sit together in silence and be okay with that. Also Luke scares people so when Elliot becomes overwhelmed or doesn’t want to deal with socializing ( or answering nosy questions like he knows they mean well but they’re....a lot sometimes) he’s known to hang out there and do homework or read or just do whatever he knows he’s always welcomed there. It’s his favorite place aside from Andrew’s bookstore. Also Luke’s known him since he was a babie. 

At least once someone’s mentioned that Rory takes after Lore but El obviously takes after “his father” more temperament wise when the four are out ( in the season Luke and Lorelai are dating) and Elliot absolutely beams

5) Elliot and Finn&Colin: Literally the top dynamic  and the only one for a while ( like the first image i had of El in my mind was him meeting them i had no plot pre yale I had to work backwards lol) Finn and Colin are the first friends he makes that...hang out with him outside of Rory? Like yeah he has Lane but she still doesn’t see him as much ( as they got older Lane and Rory would do “girl talk or talk about boys and El would kinda..hang back also Ms. Kim doesn’t let him in the house as much because he’s a boy) specially after Yale since they’re far away and “wow the whole Adults Can’t See Their Friends For Weeks thing really bites huh” 

They’re also the first lgbtqa people he meets ( in his canon at least) and it sorta...finally makes him feel less isolated ( something he always felt in Stars Hollow no matter how much he loved his town) Colin and Finn on the flip side basically take one look at him( and recognize that he is isolated and lonely and has never met someone like him before)  and go “we’re adopting you” ( and  like that’s important too, they  approached him not him-and-Rory) and really take him under his wing and Elliot’s very “???” but he also clings to them but fast and they become inseparable like Elliot ends up just walking to  their place whenever  he’s upset or needs company or both ( he goes to their place after the football game at Yale) even as all the drama with Rogan is happening and I’m just really soft for them.

Henry

1) Henry and Jess: Jess doesn’t think he’s a good older brother. Henry heavily disagrees. These two are the only ones who know what living with Liz was like and while people in Stars Hollow are nice Henry really  only trusts his brother. Jess is also they one who’s able to read him best and vice versa and Jess is angry in a very “fuck you all” way and Henry’s mostly scared but  they both will speak up for each other ( Jess will ignore Luke and pop off about “stop tryin to help me” but will also approach Luke because “listen can you save the dramatic rants for when he’s not there? Yelling scares him.” and “you need to Tell him he can grab the food you buy or he won’t know” and really that shows a lot when  you think about Jess’ relationship with communication in season 2 on the flip side Henry often serves as a “Jess translator” and they’re just both very in each other’s corner its ;A;)

2) Henry and Rory: Henry  and Rory bond instantly and I’m v sappy about it like Rory’s never had anything like a younger sibling and she becomes the only person he’ll be around without Jess ( either its her and Luke or Luke then her I’m not sure yet)  for a while and after the whole “Send him back” situation she just up and appoints herself as his older sibling and makes sure he knows that.

3) Henry and Luke: Luke legit can’t say no to him or be mad at him and the fact that he acts as “a Jess translator” means he  sorta tells him a lot about how they grew up and Luke straight up goes “I can’t send  them back these are my kids now.” Luke’s also a lot softer with him because of him being younger and not as angry as Jess and Henry’s a lot more open to having a parent than Jess is and they’re just very soft. Luke helps Henry feel safe and Henry helps Luke learn he can be a dad.

4) Henry and Lulu: Lulu had training (due to her being a teacher ) to spot children with signs of bad homes so she takes one look at Henry and goes “yup” and pays extra attention to Henry which Henry winds up loving her for. She also basically strong arms Luke in accepting her help in re to teaching him about kids because “He’s my student and he needs your help. And to help him you need my help” and is a main factor in Luke and Jess communicating better ( because Jess might not be her student but he’s still a troubled kid) since there’s only so much Henry can do when he’s still scared Luke means it when he rants. ( Henry loves her for this also since it leads to Jess and Luke yelling less at each other) She just becomes a very good presence in his life.

5) Henry and April: Listen Henry  and April are actually close in age ( he’s 8 in season 2 which makes him around 12-13 in season 6 and ever since I realized this I haven’t stopped thinking about how much chaotic sibling energy the two can have and how Henry would just be “Luke’s really good at being a dad right?” and also talk about fantasy books together and just be cute cousins.

send me 💞 + an oc and ill tell you my top five favorite dynamics of theirs!

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I Can't Get Enough of You (Scyvie) -MissChimKi

Summary- Yvie and Scarlet have been hooking up for a while and what was supposed to be casual has turned messy, as things always do when feelings get involved.

A/N- After the last episode I couldn’t get Scyvie out of my head so here’s what became of it. Loosely based on ‘Upper West Side’ by King Princess and ‘Why’d You Only Call Me When You’re High,’ by Arctic Monkeys.

Smoke fell from Yvie’s lips as she exhaled slowly. The familiar burning in her lungs had become a comforting sensation. The high had finally started to hit, leaving her feeling loose and calm. She pulled out her phone and hit redial for the fourth time that night. It rang for a minute before sending her to voicemail once again. Yvie groaned and jammed the end call button.

Scarlet hadn’t been answering her calls as much recently. It was fine, or at least that’s what Yvie had been telling herself. Scarlet didn’t owe her anything and they weren’t anything, but Yvie still felt a trace of betrayal as her calls went unanswered. She knew she was just being desperate and annoying at this point, but she didn’t want to give up.

Another hit, another call as the night wore on. She’d sent a few messages too on the off chance that Scarlet would answer those instead. The bowl was empty and she’d left 17 missed calls. She figured she’d give it one more go before calling it quits. Two rings and straight to voicemail. So Scarlet was actively ignoring her now, which stung even more. Maybe she was busy, or with someone else. Yvie didn’t want to think about it.

The bitter taste in her mouth was heightened by the sense of betrayal and she gulped her cup of water to try and rinse it out. She left her room to go to the kitchen and refill her cup, grabbing a bag of chips while she was in there.

Settling back on the floor with her water and chips she glanced at the clock. It was nearing on 3am and she knew she wouldn’t be sleeping anytime soon. She saw her screen light up out of the corner of her eye and scrambled to get it. The text on the screen was from Scarlet, finally.

‘Why do you only call when you’re high,’ the screen read. Yvie’s fingers flew across the screen as she typed her response.

‘Well I’m high most of the time so,’ she sent back and kept the screen up as she waited for another response. Three dots appeared then disappeared. No new messages. Yvie hit the call button once more.

“God could you be more needy?” Scarlet picked up on the second ring.

“You’re one to talk, pillow princess,” Yvie shot back.

Scarlet laughed, “You love it,” she teased. She wasn’t wrong. Yvie always craved the auburn haired girl when they were apart.

“You should come over,” Yvie suggested, “I miss you,” she added for good measure.

She could almost hear Scarlet’s eye roll through the call, “Of course you do. I’m not coming over, it’s late and I’m not getting out of bed.”

“Okay I’ll come over there then,” Yvie pressed, already standing up to gather her things.

“No you’re not coming here. It’s 3am, Yvie, go to bed,” Scarlet insisted.

Yvie sighed, “It’s been ages Scarlet, you’re killing me over here.”

“Sorry darling, it’s the name of the game,” Scarlet claimed.

There was silence for a moment, but Yvie wasn’t done quite yet, “Are you really mad that I only call when I’m high because a, that’s not true and b, you’ve definitely gotten high off my weed before, so it’s a bit hypocritical even,” Yvie pressed.

She heard Scarlet let out a sigh on the other end, “No, I’m not mad, it’s just something that I’ve noticed,” she explained, “Can we not have this conversation now? I’m tired.”

“Well seeing as you’ve been ignoring me I don’t know when we’re going to have it,” Yvie pointed out, glad that she was at a good place in her high and could be more calm about things.

“This is exactly why this whole thing was a bad idea. It was never going to end well and feelings were going to be hurt,” Scarlet told her.

Yvie didn’t want to let herself be upset about it, didn’t want Scarlet to be right, “Fine whatever, I guess I’ll let you go to sleep.”

“Yvie-” Scarlet started, but Yvie hung up on her before she could carry on. Yvie didn’t want to hear whatever apology or bullshit explanation she had. It didn’t matter. Shouldn’t matter. They weren’t dating, and there was no real label on whatever they had going on. Yvie didn’t know why she felt so hurt by it.

Eventually she dragged herself into bed and let sleep wash over her. There wasn’t anything to be done about it, so she would just have to deal with the aftermath in the best way she knew how. Ignoring it and other bad coping mechanisms.

*

Yvie tried to push Scarlet from her mind as the week wore on. She went out with her friends, smoked more, and took other girls home. She didn’t have the time to deal with her scattered feelings, so she pushed them down.

Scarlet didn’t quite leave her mind though. Their mutual friends asked what was going on with them, the girls she found beneath her resembled Scarlet in one way or another, and her phone felt heavy in her hand whenever she had to stop herself from calling or texting.

It wasn’t a breakup. Being sad and mourning a relationship that never existed didn’t make sense, but here she was. It was funny, she hadn’t always gotten along with Scarlet. She’d spent a good chunk of time judging and making fun of everything she did. Calling her spoiled and clueless.

She felt bad about it now, knowing there was more substance to the girl. Scarlet hadn’t quite taken to Yvie either. Not liking her direct and honest approach when she disagreed with something or had a problem with someone.

Having a bunch of mutual friends brought them closer, and they both found themselves defending the other for the things they had previously had problems with. An unlikely friendship formed, and they started to have each other’s backs. Scarlet became someone she could turn to, and vice versa. She was good to have in her corner.

Then the whole sleeping together thing happened. Yvie had been surprised by Scarlet’s coming out. She didn’t really seem like the type. Then, of course, Yvie felt bad for assuming her sexuality based on heteronormative beliefs. Scarlet liking girls didn’t change anything. Yvie had always objectively thought Scarlet was good looking, but it never meant anything.

They did start spending more time together. Going out for lunch frequently, staying over at each other’s houses after late nights out, smoking each other out and having movie nights. They really became close friends. One night out with the whole gang dwindled down to only them, then one thing led to another, and they ended up fucking.

The next morning had been awkward to say the least, but neither had wanted to ruin a good friendship, so they agreed it was best kept as a one-time thing. That didn’t quite end up happening however, between alcohol and weed they always ended up falling into bed together. They never talked about it, and kept it separate from their friendship, but of course, no matter what Yvie told herself, it wasn’t casual. It couldn’t have been, now it had all come to a head and Yvie didn’t know what to do about it.

So she started to ignore Scarlet and Scarlet continued to ignore her. Not that Scarlet knew she was being ignored seeing as she hadn’t tried to call or anything, but if she did, Yvie wouldn’t answer.

She did her best to be independent, something she’d always been far too good at that. Funny that when she finally got around to letting people in they always found their way back out. She didn’t want to spiral or dwell on it though. Whatever she and Scarlet had was lost and there was no sense feeling any type of way about it.

The weekend came around, and that meant Yvie had to meet her friend group for drinks. It also meant that Scarlet would probably be there, and Yvie would have the opportunity to actively ignore her. She took a little extra care with her appearance, because she could, then headed out to meet her friends.

Their favorite bar was one that wasn’t ever crazy busy, so that they could still have actual conversations, and get cheaper drinks than any of the popular nightclubs in the area. Brooke often complained because it meant she couldn’t dance, but she got over it in order to spend time with her friends.

As expected, Scarlet was already there when she arrived, so she went straight to the bar to get a shitty beer. She wanted something stronger, but worried it would make her do something stupid. She joined her friends once she got her beer, making sure to place herself far away from Scarlet at the table.

She caught up with Brooke and Nina, who were clearly confused as to why she wasn’t talking to Scarlet, but neither brought it up. It seemed like the whole group was tiptoeing around the subject which was good. Yvie didn’t want them to address it, because then she would have to explain it, which was something she didn’t have the energy for.

The night dragged on, and Yvie just wanted to go home and be alone. She was selectively social, but mainly happy and fine around her friend group. The night was draining her though and she just wanted it to be over with. She talked to everyone except for Scarlet, who didn’t seem that bothered to talk to her either.

Eventually she walked back to the bar for another beer and a familiar figure sided up next to her, “You’re really ignoring me now? Scarlet asked, cutting right to the chase.

“Just because I’m not talking to you doesn’t mean that I’m directly ignoring you,” Yvie pointed out, not looking Scarlet while she signed the check for her beer.

“Okay so are you going to talk to me now then,” Scarlet twirled her hair around her finger.

Yvie sighed, “There’s nothing to say.”

“Sure there is,” Scarlet purred and scooted closer, throwing an arm around Yvie’s shoulder, “We can go back to mine if you want.”

Yvie shrugged her arm off, “What are you playing at Scarlet? You made yourself clear, we shouldn’t be doing this. It’s not good for either of us.”

Scarlet pouted, “Yvie I want you, I was just feeling off that night.”

“Is this just the drinks talking?” Yvie raised a brow.

Scarlet shrugged, “Was it just the weed talking for you?” she returned.

Yvie just shrugged back in return, not knowing the right answer.

Scarlet grabbed her beer and took a swig, frowning at the taste, “So are we going back to mine or not?” she repeated her earlier question.

Yvie wished she had the strength to say no, but instead she just nodded, “Yeah lets go,” she gulped down the rest of her beer and hastily said goodbye to the others before heading out with Scarlet.

The ride to Scarlet’s was quick, it always was. Yvie knew what was coming. They would fuck, Yvie would spend the night, and nothing would be said about it in the morning. They would never end this destructive cycle, but Yvie couldn’t bring herself to break it.

Scarlet unlocked the door and pulled Yvie inside. The lock was flipped, Yvie’s back hit the wall, and Scarlet’s lips were on hers. It had only been a week, but Yvie had missed it. Craved the feel of Scarlet’s lips on her own. Something was off though, maybe they were really finally at that breaking point.

Scarlet must’ve felt it too because she pulled away, “What’s wrong?” she asked.

Yvie sighed, “I think you know,” she said.

Scarlet frowned, “We should go sit,” she led Yvie to the couch. They sat in silence for a moment, neither knowing how to start.

“I think you were right,” Yvie finally spoke. Scarlet tilted her head to the side, clearly needing more of an explanation. “This was a bad idea, because there was no way feelings weren’t going to get involved.” It was out in the open now, the feelings Yvie had so desperately wanted to keep hidden, from herself even.

Scarlet waited a beat before speaking, “I’m sorry. I know it was supposed to be casual, but there was no way that could’ve happened,” she gave Yvie a weak smile.

“I never wanted our friendship to be ruined. I just don’t think I can pretend anymore. I can’t handle acting like it never happened in the morning,” Yvie explained.

Scarlet reached for her hand and Yvie let her intertwine their fingers, “We don’t have to pretend anymore. Whatever this is, we can figure it out and be open about it. I just wasn’t sure that you felt the same.”

Yvie chuckled, wondering how Scarlet could’ve missed how it with how obvious Yvie thought it was, “I don’t want to fuck up our friendship though.”

Scarlet gave her an ‘are you serious?’ look, “I think we’d fuck it up more by letting it go.”

Yvie bit her lip, “Okay,” she leaned in to peck Scarlet’s lips, “but we’re talking about it in the morning this time.”

Scarlet smirked, “Agreed.”

They made their way to the bedroom, kisses sweet and soft. It wasn’t too different than before, because the feelings had always been there they were just out in the open and that made it so much better. Yvie couldn’t believe they’d gone this long without admitting their feelings. She couldn’t believe that they both hadn’t felt it in the air every time they were together. It was electric, invigorating, and Yvie couldn’t get enough.

After it was over Scarlet curled into Yvie’s side, letting Yvie stroke her hair and press sweet kisses to the crown of her head. She tilted her head to look up at Yvie, “If I’m being honest, I think I’ve been a little bit in love with you since we first met. Of course we had our issues. I thought it was me envying you, but looking back it was definitely a crush.”

Yvie smiled, “I felt the same. Like I would judge every little thing you did or said, but I couldn’t get you out of my mind at the end of the day. It used to drive me crazy.”

“Oh I’m sure I can still drive you crazy,” Scarlet batted her lashes.

She was absolutely ridiculous which might be the reason Yvie had fallen for her in the first place, “Trust me you do.” She pulled Scarlet up for another kiss, savoring it before settling back into the bed and getting comfortable.

In the morning they could talk about everything and lay it all out on the table. They could make things official and tell all their friends. They could pretend to be mad at all the bets people made about when they would get together. But for the little bit of night left, they could lay wrapped up in each other, content and happy.