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pwarkluv · 4 years ago

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❝ you’re the one i want ❞ - yji

yang jeongin x reader | fluff | 1.8k words

WARNINGS | lowercase is intended, high school au, established relationship au (if that’s a thing lol), non-idol au, just your good old going on a date kinda fanfic where you two realize just how in love y’all are, whipped!jeongin, really fluffy, did i mention fluff?

SUMMARY | when your date ends with a giant promise.

AUTHOR’S NOTE | another fluff fanfic because that’s my forte and i haven’t written any skz things yet :P hehe the pic is my pfp. anyways jeongin is one of my ults and my bias in skz so this is gonna be fun to write! also i’m doing this right, right? it’s yji? yang jeong in? idk why but for some reason it doesn’t look right to me. also the ending’s trash i’m sorry-

“baby please stay still.” your boyfriend softly scolded as he carefully fixed the bunny hat on your head, one hand keeping the hair out of your face and the other placed carefully on the back of your neck to keep you still.

it was the last couple of days before the start of your guys’s senior year, before things get complicated academically. the august heat burns but you didn’t think twice about it, more excited about the fact that you and jeongin were at seoul land.

your tiny frame bounced up and down, slightly frustrating your boyfriend. he didn’t mind though because you were absolutely adorable in the bunny hat he bought for you. jeongin smiled softly at your excited face reminding him of a kid opening christmas presents.

his hands then went up to fix the froggy headband you chose for him, making sure he didn’t look completely stupid. when you first pointed out the headband, jeongin had a protest at the tip of his tongue. but dang, the way you looked at him had him nodding his head in approval before he said a word.

“are you done yet innie?” you whined, holding onto his arm as he chuckled. jeongin’s free hand goes up to squeeze the paw of your hat, one of the ears going up. his heart never failed to race whenever you two made eye contact. he wholeheartedly believes you are the most beautiful thing he has ever seen in jeongin’s eighteen years of life.

jeongin smiles at your blushing face before grabbing your hand.

“let’s go loser.” and he drags you to the viking ship on your left.

❝ i like shiny things, but i’d marry you with paper rings ❞

you couldn’t help but smile at your boyfriend’s focused gaze. you guys were taking a little break from rides and instead going around the games and food stands. his tongue poked out as jeongin focused on the target in front of him, fire behind his eyes.

you two were sharing a funnel cake when he noticed your eyes staring at the cute cow stuffed animal. jeongin immediately recognizes it from a kdrama you two watched on your first movie night as a couple. and that’s how you found yourselves standing in front of a water gun stand watching your boyfriend try and win you that stuffed animal.

the man at the running stand laughed quietly at your dumb and in love expression before the ding rang, indicating jeongin won. your boy jumped a little in victory before turning to you with the biggest smile ever.

and that’s when you felt it. that warm and fuzzy in your tummy, the racing in your heart, the automatic smile you gave him back. you and jeongin have been together since the summer before your second year of high school. you watched as he grew from the shy and timid boy to the (slightly more) confident man he is now. you couldn’t believe how you’re already gonna start your senior year with the love of your life.

love.

in that moment when jeongin stuffed the plushie into your hands and gave you a hug, you knew you were completely in love with him. you wanted to marry him someday.

you didn’t care if you two were in your pajamas or dinosaur suits, you just wanted to be his.

❝ uh huh, that’s right, darling you’re the one i want ❞

jeongin’s palms felt sweaty and clamp as you dragged him towards the carousel. your carefree and euphoric expression made his heart double in size as he blinked at you. suddenly the ring in his pocket felt heavy, weighing him down with every step he took.

the start of summer while jeongin was at the mall with his hyungs, a pretty ring caught his eye. it wasn’t anything too big or expensive (which he was thankful for as a broke high school student), but absolutely stunning. the ring had a thin silver band with one medium sized diamond in the middle, tinier ones surrounding the big one.

and before he knew it, jeongin was at the shop paying for a promise ring he was hoping to give to you before school started. there was a matching one he bought on a whim, leaving him more broker than before.

jeongin knew he was in love with you in the middle of your third year in high school when you two had a burping contest to see who could burp the loudest. you won (only because he let you) and from then he only had heart eyes for you.

he’s never felt that comfortable and safe with anyone. being so carefree and home. he was at home with you. so buying you that promise ring was his way of saying he wants to be with you forever.

❝ i hate accidents except when we went from friends to this ❞

you two met at the start of your freshman year when jeongin spilled milk all over your shirt. he was a shy boy so whenever the lunch bell rang, he ran out of the cafeteria like his life depended on it. but one day he wasn’t aware of where he was going and ran right into your timid frame.

suddenly you were met with a cold feeling running down your chest.

the poor boy freaked and apologized faster than you could register what had happened. you were a bubbly kid, though not very social so you didn’t mind what had happened. but for some reason you let yourself be dragged by the stuttered stranger, offering you his hoodie he had in his locker.

his hoodie felt foreign and warm on your body. although he was a stick at fourteen, jeongin was tall. the cloth looked big on your short frame, hands disappeared from the long sleeves. the boy was beyond red looking at you in his clothes. his eyes widened, malfunctioning on why he felt this way.

“i’m really sorry.” he muttered in embarrassment before turning around to leave.

“wait!” you called out, tugging on his wrist. if jeongin didn’t resemble a tomato then, he definitely did now. your hand felt warm around his wrist and the sudden source of heat was all his mind could think about.

“thank you.” you shyly said taking back your hand. you don’t know what has possessed you but suddenly you’re asking what his name was.

“what’s your name? i’m y/n!” you said with a small smile. jeongin’s heart felt like it was about to explode.

❝ uh huh, that’s right darling, you’re the one i want ❞

“come one baby it’s almost dawn let’s go~” you whined a bit, pulling his tall frame towards the line. it was almost sunset and you wanted to go on the ferris wheel as the last thing you two would do for the day before studies filled up your date nights.

well actually, jeongin was the one who suggested going on the ferris wheel to you before you stuck with it in excitement. it was all a part of his master plan to give you that promise ring. he was pretty confident you’d take it, after being together for so long, though of course there’s that small inkling of doubt that you’d reject it and him.

but now that it was almost time, jeongin couldn’t move his legs. he was really about to give you a promise ring.

jeongin laughed to mask his nerves but you knew better.

“awe is my baby afraid of heights?” you joked, no longer pulling his arm but putting your hand in his. “don’t worry, y/nnie is here to protect.” you broke out into a fighting pose which immediately made him laugh at your silliness.

❝ in paper rings, in picture frames, in dirty dreams ❞

here you guys were at the top on the ride, the sunset warm on your face. jeongin’s leg was bouncing in nervousness causing the box you were in to shake. you were about to reach out to the boy before he spoke up.

“y/n?” he asked in a small yet serious voice. you couldn’t help but worry.

“yes my love?” you responded back, turning your body to face him on the seats you guys were on. “what’s wrong? you’ve been acting weird ever since you got on the ferris wheel.”

your mind was racing with possibilities, the worst one sounding the most obvious with the way jeongin seemed so serious. he wasn’t breaking up with you, right?

jeongin took a deep breath before looking into your eyes, the color more beautiful than the sunset behind you.

“i love you so much.” he continued before reaching into his pocket, fumbling a bit with the box the ring came in.

“and i know we’re young and have so much ahead of us. ah you know how much i’m bad with words but, there’s so much we’re unsure of like what’s 25 - 8 or what college we’re going to. but if there’s one thing i’m sure of, it’s that you’re my everything.” the boy said, trying not to stumble over his words. his heart was at an unmeasurable rate, one hand on the ring and the other on your own hand. suddenly he took out the ring, a red velvety box which made you gasp in shock.

at this point you were tearing up. so he wasn’t breaking up with you?

“this isn’t anything too big so don’t freak out.” jeongin joked making you chuckle a bit. “but i know that i want to spend the rest of my life with you.” his grip on your hand tightened before letting go, opening the box.

“it’s nothing too big but hopefully this could show you how much you mean to me, y/n. here’s a promise ring because i really want to spend the rest of my life with you.”

the ring was beautiful in your eyes. tears fell on onto your cheeks as you looked to your boyfriend. all you could see was genuine love and care.

you caught him in a hug, causing the box to shake again, sobbing into his chest.

“i love you, i love you, i love you.” you chanted into his chest making him laugh.

“don’t cry my love. i still need to put it on you.” jeongin chuckled. you wiped off the salty water before holding out your hand. jeongin slowly took your hand as if it was made of glass before slipping on the ring. it fit perfectly.

❝ oh, you’re the one i want ❞

you put his ring on as well before the box moved indicating that you guys were going back down. before the sight of the pretty sunset escaped your view, you quickly grabbed jeongin’s face to meet yours in a kiss. a kiss to promise that you’d guys would be forever. because yang jeongin is everything you’ve ever wanted.

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kellanved-ammanas · 4 years ago

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Late

It was finally October, Halloween month as some thought of it, which meant Merasmus should come around any day to mess with them and change up their battles with magic and stuff. But… it was two weeks in and he hadn’t even so much as shown up yet. He’d been late a few times before but never that late.

The rest of the team either seemed pleased by this or didn’t show any signs of caring. Pyro however did care. Merasmus made things fun and Pyro had always liked him. And the magic he always brought with him was the best; fireballs and everyone getting a chance to turn invisible, the cute little skeletons dudes and everything else never failed be awesome. So… where was he and why hadn’t he shown up yet?

“I don’t know,” Soldier said with a shrug when Pyro brought that question to him. As Merasmus’ former roommate he’d been the most obvious person to ask first. “Maybe he took the coward’s way out and gave up.” Hopefully not, Halloween was bound to be less fun without him.

The next most obvious person to ask was Spy because he tended to know a lot about everyone, it was his job after all. But… “Nope, I’ve no clue where he is,” was his answer as he swirled his wine in one hand, not even deigning to look up from his book. “Nor do I care to know because that would mean he came back to bother us. I’ve been enjoying not having him around for once.”

“Uh… you’re right, it is past time for him to show up, huh?” was Miss Pauling’s answer upon Pyro bringing the question to her. “I wonder why he hasn’t yet. I could probably find him if I really wanted to but…” she looked down at her desk and all the messy paperwork scattered all over it, “I’m kind of busy. Sorry Pyro, I’m sure he’ll show up any day now though so try to be just a little more patient.”

Pyro was tired of being patient though. He wanted proper Halloween and he wanted it now. … Maybe he could just find Merasmus himself. “Where does he live?”

Pauling raised an eyebrow at him. “I suppose I can give you that but how do you plan on getting down there?”

“I’ll have someone drive me.” This job paid more than well enough to pay someone to drive him around for a day or two if no one on the team wanted to come with him.

“All right I guess.” She turned to start typing something into the computer. “Wait until the weekend to go though and come back before battle starts on Monday. And don’t let the Administrator know, she doesn’t like how lax am I with you guys sometimes.”

Pyro nodded his assent; he hadn’t been planning to let the Administrator know anything about it anyway. And even though now that the idea had occurred to him, he was already rearing and ready to go, he could wait a couple more days. Maybe Merasmus would even show up in that time, rendering the trip unnecessary. One could only hope.

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“You really going to let them win this year?” the Bombinomicon taunted for the umpteenth time as Merasmus strode into the library. He’d been expecting it but that didn’t make it any less annoying. “You always go down there to harass them around Halloween by not going this year, you’re admitting defeat, do you really want that?”

No but he never won no matter what he did and only ever wracked up more debt with his schemes. So he’d made the decision that he wasn’t going this year because what was the point? He wouldn’t accomplish anything but annoying and inconveniencing the mercs for however long he stuck around. He had better things to be doing with his time like… like… just other better things.

With a huff, he strode over to put the book in his hands back in its proper place.

“Of all the times for you to have one of your moping spells, why’d it have to be now?” the Bombinomicon continued because not replying encouraged him about as much as replying did.

“I’m not moping.” He was a powerful evil wizard and powerful evil wizards did not mope.

“Nah, I’m pretty sure you’re moping. And it’s really annoying because we should be doing things right now but we’re not because you’re moping around the castle feeling sorry for yourself again.”

Biting back an angry retort, Merasmus snatched the book he’d come in here for off the shelf and started for the exit.

“And now you’re going to run away like a…”

Merasmus slammed the door shut behind him, cutting off whatever insult the Bombinomicon had been about to throw at him. He really needed to do something about that damn book one of these days. Maybe he should do it now that he was thinking about it again because he’d been meaning to for a while. … He wasn’t in the mood though so he’d do it later, next time he needed to go into the library for sure… maybe.

Before he could go up more than a few steps to his room a hearty knock came from his front door. It was either another ding-dong-ditch from the teens that lived in the nearby town, a door-to-door salesman, or if he was really lucky another religious nutjob here to try to banish or convert him to whatever brand of religion they were peddling. In case it was one of the latter two, he placed his book down on the coffee table and put on his best evil smile as he strode over to answer it.

It was the red Pyro. Lifting a hand in a wave he muttered what sounded like a “Hello,” through his mask.

Merasmus was so surprised to find one of the mercs at his door it took him a few seconds to find his voice. “What are you doing here?”

“It’s Halloween month but you haven’t shown up yet so I came to check on you. Are you okay?”

“What?” Merasmus asked because there was no way that was actually what Pyro had said.

But Pyro repeated himself, speaking slower and clearer. He really had come all the way out here to check on Merasmus because he hadn’t shown up to bother the mercs. But… shouldn’t he have been pleased about that?

“You’ve never been this late before,” Pyro continued, still speaking in a way that made it easier to hear him through the mask. “So I thought something must be wrong. Like maybe the Mafia finally caught you and I’d have to go burn them down to save you. I’m glad that’s not the case. But are you okay? I lose track of time sometimes too so I understand if that’s why you’re so late.”

“I uh… I’m fine. I’m not going down there to bother you this year. I have better things to be spending my time on than wasting it trying to kill a bunch of mercenaries who can’t even die to begin with.” He was about to slam the door shut but the way Pyro’s entire body seemed to sag with disappointment stopped him.

Pyro mumbled something that his mask rendered unintelligible.

“What?”

“But Halloween!” he repeated. “It won’t be the same without you.”

How was Merasmus even supposed to respond to that? He’d never had anyone be disappointed he hadn’t shown up to bother them before. Heck, he’d never had anyone show up at his door to ask him if he was okay before either. It was weird but… he kind of liked it?

“Are you sure you don’t want to come? What if I help you? You give me all the magics and I’ll rain down pretty fire everywhere.”

“You’d really join my side and attack your teammates?” His quarrel was mostly with Soldier after all.

Pyro nodded. “They’d understand. Or you could join our team and give us magic to attack the BLUs. … Or if you’d rather not that’s fine too…” he trailed off to say a bit more that was really only unintelligible mumbling as he dropped his hands to hand limply by his side. It was pretty dang clear he wanted Merasmus to do his usual Halloween thing.

If it were anyone other than Pyro, Merasmus wouldn’t still given an instant ‘no’. But he’d always been intrigued by Pyro and the mystery that shrouded him. And well Pyro had come all the way out here to ‘check on him’ which no one had ever done for him before so… “Fine, as long as you agree to be my ally, I’ll return.” That should make it more interesting and might result in him winning for once, whatever that might mean when neither side’s people would stay dead if killed.

Pyro clapped and… hugged him. Thankfully it was brief enough that Merasmus didn’t have time to even try to respond to it because what the fuck even? Pulling back, Pyro grabbed his wrist and tugged him out the door. “Let’s go, it’ll be fun.”

Well, it’d certainly be better than not moping around his castle was. So maybe it would be fun.

#My writing #TF2 #pyro/Merasmus #halloween

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notveryglittery · 5 years ago

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kiss me

summary: a series of kisses. words: 1,820 / ship: romantic royality notes: @hawthornshadow said “kiss me” by sixpence none the richer and royality and this happened? i wrote it on discord so it’s kinda plotless and messy but it’s cute, imo!! shout out to @sleepless-in-starbucks for encouraging me along the way <3

please listen to “kiss me” while you read!! read on ao3 | @fandersfic-royality

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If this godforsaken town has one thing going for it, it’s Patton Hart. He is sweet, and handsome, and mesmerizing. From the light floppy sun hats to the pastel spaghetti strap dresses; from his strawberry blond curls to the sharp emerald green of his eyes; from the sure swift grace he moves with and the mischievous smile he hides behind his hand. There is confidence in Patton that makes Roman wonder if he really isn’t from the city, if he truly has been born and raised out here in wheat fields and sunflower plains.

They meet when Roman is sixteen. He and his mother have only just moved to Iowa and don't get him wrong, he'd go to the ends of the Earth for his mom, but did her job really have to transfer her to the middle of nowhere? Roman isn’t sure this tiny little town even knows what Starbucks was. There’s one grocery store, one gas station, a library that also doubles as the cinema which makes absolutely no sense, and an ice cream parlor. They have an ice cream parlor but they don’t have stable WiFi and what was the gosh darn ding dang point of a cute, aesthetic ice cream parlor if he can’t post on Instagram about it?

Roman had been hoping it'd take some time to explore his new home, to get to know the lay of the land, but it really only takes him a day and a half, and that is only because they arrived late in the evening. It isn’t until after Roman has the streets memorized (which isn’t difficult given that there are about nine of them) that he stops in at Scoops 'n Smiles. He thinks it a stupid name but then again, most of this town is still stupid to him, because he’s still bitter about living in it.

It all gets a whole less stupid when a greeting rings out to him as he steps inside.

Roman might not know anything about the cute employee behind the counter but the cute employee behind the counter certainly knows plenty about Roman. It is such a small town, after all, and word spreads fast. He’s a city boy, out here with his mama, and so far he’s been nothing but polite, if not a little grumpy. Neither of them would admit it until they’d been engaged for five months, eight days, and thirteen hours - but the love at first sight is entirely mutual.

Roman approaches the counter with a spring in his step and stars in his eyes. Patton had smiled coyly at him.

“Hiya, welcome to Scoops ’n Smiles,” Patton would say sweetly.

Roman would choke (“your accent,” he’d explain later, “god, you were so cute.”) and Patton would find his stammering endearing. They’re only sixteen but Patton has never been so sure of something in his life. He’d marry this boy, if the fates would allow it.

Maybe Patton hands Roman a napkin with his ice cream, despite there being a dispenser at the counter beside the spoons. Maybe it has Patton’s phone number written on it. Maybe Patton winks at Roman as he leaves, gripping his cone so tightly it is close to crumbling. Maybe Patton screams into a dish towel the moment the parlor is empty again.

Their first date is, not to put it loosely, magical. Roman learns quickly that anything is magical where Patton was involved. They go out to the lake. It’s a beautiful day, sunny and bright and warm. Patton is wearing a sundress in a shade of blue that matches the sky. Roman wears the wrong pair of shoes and they are caked in mud by the end of the day, but that’s alright.

The stars are sparkling brighter than Roman has ever seen, laying in the bed of Patton’s truck beside the barley fields and green pastures. Lightning bugs flit in and out of view, the air is cool on his skin, and Patton is telling him all about the constellations.

“How d’you know so much?” Roman asks.

“My cousin taught me when he visited last year,” Patton answers, turning to look at Roman, and smiling, smiling so sparkling and pretty that the stars no longer compare. “I’m pretty sure he used it to do the same thing I’m doing.”

“And what’s that?”

“Trying to impress a boy he liked.”

Patton tastes like strawberry ice cream and vanilla chapstick. Roman doesn’t see it, given he’s so very focused on kissing Patton (kissing Patton!), but a shooting star streaks across the sky, and it really all might as well be made for movies.

Let it be known that Patton is never one to be outdone. He throws himself into his projects and his friendships and his work. His pa tells him to be careful about giving and giving and giving, that he has to slow down sometimes. Patton thinks that silly; how could he ever do that when he has so much love and energy bottled up inside, so much that he feels like he might burst with it? Roman matches him here and it is exhilarating. City boy is outgoing and adventurous and go go go. It feels so good to finally have someone that can keep up.

What could possibly go wrong when Patton has someone as wonderful and sincere and bright as Roman at his side?

Winter is approaching and so the town is celebrating its autumn harvest. They do this at the end of every season and it’s Roman's first time attending one. There are games and prizes, treats and cider, and when the cleared space for a dance floor is glowing with moonlight, and the band is at full swing, Roman takes Patton by the hands, swinging and spinning him around.

By the end of the night, the fireflies dancing and the silver moon sparkling, Roman will press a kiss to Patton's lips and murmur breathlessly "I love you."

Never one to be outdone, Patton will return it, and he'll continue with hushed compliments, and light pecks anywhere he can reach, and by the end, Roman will be as red as the changing leaves.

If Roman had known he'd only have two years, he'd have done more with his time. He'd have confessed his love sooner, he'd have made sure to take more photos, he'd have done better.

It’s at the broken treehouse and working tire swing that they've taken to spending their free mornings at. Patton is wearing his favorite sun hat, the one with the flowers. Roman’s pushing him on the swing, soaking in the sound of his laughter and the warm unfiltered sunlight. He doesn’t want to go.

They sit down for a picnic, looking at an old map Patton's dad had given them, one marked with trails and clearings and lakes. The idea of spending his summer with Patton exploring and hiking sounds so much better than going back to concrete skyscrapers and smog. He doesn’t want to go.

"I have to go."

Patton looks at him curiously.

"Home, I mean."

"You are home," Patton assures him.

"I -" and it's all Roman can say before tears are stinging at the corners of his eyes.

Patton's expression crumbles and he hurries to pull Roman into his arms, shushing him, and pressing kisses to the top of his head, and running a hand up and down his back. Somehow, it doesn’t help.

The following three years are dreadful. They are boring and slow and lonely and Patton finally understands what his pa meant by taking it easy. He can’t work at Smiles ’n Scoops without remembering this is where he met the love of his life, he can’t attend harvest festivals without recalling the way Roman had blushed so prettily after their first I love you, he can’t look at the broken treehouse in the park without remembering the way it had felt to hold a crying, trembling Roman in his arms.

Sure, there are letters and texts and video calls. They don’t compare to the way Roman’s hand fits perfectly in his. The freckles Roman had earned from all his time in the sun fade the longer he is back in the city. His hair is darker and there are bags under his eyes and Patton wonders if it is because it’s so noisy there; he can hear it through the phone sometimes.

Roman does get better, over time. He gets used to the noise and the monotone colors and it is almost like he was never in Iowa to begin with. That doesn’t mean anything, though, because three years and eight months and two weeks later, he’s packed everything he owns, and he moves back home.

Home is where the heart is after all. More accurately, home is where the Hart is.

Maybe he keeps it a secret. Maybe he meets up with Patton's father and asks for his blessing. Maybe the entire town is on the same page for once and doesn’t spread the word. Maybe Patton doesn’t see Roman sneaking up on him at the autumn harvest festival.

Maybe when Patton turns around, Roman is behind him on one knee. Maybe when they kiss this time, it is with shaking hands and tears of joy and a ring that sparkles like the silver moon.

Five months, eight days, and thirteen hours into being engaged and Roman is still as hopelessly smitten as he has been since day one. He’s helping Patton to figure out his new phone. Somehow, Patton’s had the same iPhone 5 for over seven years, and it was still in perfect working condition. There wasn’t a scratch or dent on it, not once had it needed to be factory reset. When Roman asks how Patton does it (because Roman has gone through at least four phones), Patton says sweetly, like the way he does the day they met:

“I take care of the things I love.”

And it should just be something Patton says but nothing Patton ever says is just something and someone might as well be crowing “one hit KO” because Roman is down for the count.

“I loved you at first sight,” Patton sighs, as if Roman isn’t already dead. “I said to the fates, I’m going to marry that boy.”

Roman falls over, swooning onto Patton’s lap. The harvest festivals see them on the moonlit dance floor less often, too busy staying curled up beside each other. “Dearheart, please have mercy.”

Patton grins mischievously and leans over to press a kiss to Roman's lips. There are fireflies dancing around him and his strawberry blond curls look like they're glowing. "Now why ever would I do that?"

And if Roman confesses beneath the milky twilight to Patton, too, that he'd fallen in love at first sight, hoping to fluster his fiancé (his fiancé!) in return, well... Patton is never one to be outdone.

#sanders sides fan fiction #royality #royality fan fiction #roman sanders #patton sanders #romantic royality #dani writes #y'all idk how to write in one tense lol

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jinxthequeergirl · 5 years ago

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In The Depths of your mind

Gabriel x winchester!reader

Summary: after your life spirled out of control after Gabriel's seeming death the boys take matters of erasing him from your memory, but of course he comes back and is still in love with you but can't do anything about it

Warning: swearing,angst, probably gets a little spicy towards the end?

This is just a guilty pleasure thing I did for myself, also Blame my friend for making me love this ass again

Also this story? Long as all heck like, And sucks booty but ding dang im sorry.

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"Stay still!" You yelled at the angle in front of you. "Ok, ok, I'm sorry!"

You grinned up at him and traced your finger across his palm, causing him to squirm again. "Gabriel!" You dropped his hand and fell back into your bed. "I'm sorry! I swear I won't squirm anymore!"

You laughed and pulled him down with you and kissed him. "You ruined the moment dumbass." you muttered before kissing him again. He frowned after pulling away and rested his chin on your chest.

"Sugar, please? I'm dying to know what my future holds!" You hummed in response and played with his hair. "You know what I think?"

He shifted on the bed next to you and rested his head on your shoulder. "What?"

"I think...the future can wait. It's a beautiful afternoon...and I could really use a nap...so why don't we just live in the moment?"

He smiled as you curled up next to him and shut your eyes. "In order to nap your eyes need to be closed, Angel cake." he chuckled and shut his eyes falling asleep with you.

It was weird that's instantly what he thought of after Sam and Dean told him that after he "died" they had castiel erasie him from your memories, meaning you wouldn't know who he was when you walked in through the door, you wouldn't remember the life he gave you for a little while, and he could do nothing about it.

But it pained him even more to hear about how bad your life had spiraled out after he did so. "Just remeber we don't know what could happen if you bring those memories up unexpectedly, so just be careful..."

He nodded slowly still processing everything.

"Boys I'm home!" you yelled from within the bunker. Gabriel perked up in his seat turning to the doorway where you appeared holding three bags, two bags from KFC and one from the grocery store.

Gabriel stopped when he noticed your hair wasn't it's natural color and it was only then he realiesed only part of what had happened to you after he left.

"You must be the person I spent an extra twenty bucks on." you joked as you set the bags down on the table he was still seated at.

"I'm y/n by the way." he stared up at you as you started unpacking the food. Dean came up behind him and hit him slightly shaking him from his gaze. "Gabriel, nice to...nice to meet you."

You looked at him with a smile. "Well Gabriel, dig in!"

You took a seat next to him grabbing some chickens and talking to Sam and Dean about the case You where currently working on.

Gabriel barrely moved the entire time you all sat there talking, he sat there ever so slightly eating the food and glancing at you.

"So what's your deal?" you asked him after you finished, Dean had already set to work on opening the grocery bag full of deserts you picked up.

"What do you mean?" you shrugged.

"Well I don't know You very well....or at all for that matter but the boys here do so?...."

He looked at Sam and Dean across the table as if they where holding poster borards with what to say up. But they gave him the same look.

"Hello?" Sam cleared his throat and began talking. "Gabriel here is...An old hunting buddy of ours and....and came here for a place to stay for a while." You looked at the three men suspiciously.

"Ok well how long-"

"Years...years and years almost too long if you ask me." Dean chimmed in. You looked at Gabriel who flashed you an unconvincing smile.

Yet it was a smile and it sparked something in you causing you to return the guesture. "So tell me about you!" Gabriel said quickly catching both sam, Dean and you off gauird.

"Uh ok? What do you wanna know?" you shrugged crossing your arms and and leaning back in your chair to face him.

"Your hair is interesting." You laughed.

"Strange choice of topic but ok, yea I was feeling bold....thought it was time for a change. So I got up one night ran to the closest convinence store and picked the first color I saw, I stayed up till four in the morning doing it." You laughed.

He laughed lightly with you, he knew that's not really what happened but it was pretty close to something you would do no matter the state.

And then suddenly you where both talking like nothing had changed, you told him about things you liked and did as hobnies, you told him about music you had gotten into and movies you started watching.

You even told him stories of hunts, some scared him and made him worry for you, others impressed him and at somepoints made him laugh when you brought up a funny memory.

And to him it really felt like he hadn't lied to you for year, like he hadn't put you through pain and angony and it felt just almost like you where sitting on the front pouch of the house he stole you away to and talked as the Sun set behind the ocean.

And it felt the same to you, talking to him felt familiar and comfortable, it was like talking to Sam and Dean but times a thousand.

"You alright?" you swallowed thickly and furrowed your brows realising you had infact gone scilent and stared blankly at the table in front of you. "Yea...wow I just...just got lost in thought for a second there." you chuckled.

"Hey you should probably get some sleep." you hummed in response finally noticing Sam and Dean where obviously way ahead of you.

"Yea...uh did they show you where your room is?" you asked while standing up. "Yea I got it." You smiled and headed across the room to find your bedroom.

"Goodnight gabriel, it was nice meeting you." he frowned slightly. "Right...yea nice meeting you too!..."

He stayed there at the table for some time, he let his mind drift from one thing about you to the next, Sam and Dean hadn't told him what exactly happened to you, what you did when he left so he thought about that. When that got to painful he thought back to the house on the beach.

Years and years ago you ran away with him, he promised you a life hunting and being a winchester could have never promised.

He made sure your life took place some where that made you happy and worked hard to make it perfect and as far as he knew it was exactly that to you.

It was a small and quaint little cabin right on the edge of the beach, the beach because he remembered you telling him that never in your life have you been, he included a garden in the back, and your own personal art studio where he remembered watching you sing at along to bon jovie at the top of your lungs while you painted.

And then out in the front of the house there was a hammock tied to the post of the front pouch and a tree and you two would lie there rocking back and fourth lightly during the late afternoon talking and listening to the ocean.

"I thought you said Sam and Dean showed you your room?" Gabriel jumped awake upon hearing your voice. You laughed seeing him do so. "Easy sleeping beauty."

"What time is it?" he asked groggily sitting up. "Eight thirty, thing one and thing two went on a coffee run...what happened to you?"

"I don't know I guess I fell asleep before I could get up."

"Oh really? Is that what happened? You asked sarcastically. You pushed yourself off of the table and headed into the kitchen. "You like sweet things, right?"

He nodded while standing up to strech, but then paused. "How'd you know that?"

You turned slightly stopping yourself. "Uh...you told me didn't you? Last night." he narrowed his eyes trying to think. Maybe he did and he just couldn't remeber.

"Yea..." you smiled and continued into the kitchen. You appeared from the kitchen just in time to see Sam and Dean return with the coffee.

"Welcome home!" you said carrying a dish. "Wha y/n you never cook...what is this?"

You shrugged setting it down. "Cinnamon rolls." you said with a smirk. It didn't take long for Sam and Dean to notice you where acting diffrent now that Gabriel was around you would bring up weird thing, you kept spacing out at times and everything about you had shifted.

And that's exactly what got you hurt on your last hunt with the three of them. So you stayed in the bunker doing reasearch for them while Gabriel stayed and watched over you.

"Hey, I brought something for you to eat." He said pushing open the door. You smiled and sat yourself up slowly, still wincing at the slight movement. You held your side and mustered a smile.

"Hey take it easy, sugar." he set the plate down on the bed stand beside you and looked around the room eyes landing on the small desk and the art that hung on the wall above it.

"How are you holding up?" he asked looking the art closely.

"Uh as good as a person with a cracked rib could be." You responded. He chuckled lightly.

"These...are...amazing!" he said looking at them closely. He took note of the facless figure's with wings who's faces where scribbled out, then the house.

Your house, the one on the beach. "What...What is this?" he asked pointing to it.

"Oh the dream house." You grinned.

"The what?"

"Well being a Winchester and hunting things for a living isn't exactly a dream life...So I've always dreamt of living on this perfect little beach in this cute little house."

He watched as you smiled dreamily and continued explaining exactly what you had, like it was burried deep inside your mind, yet right at the surface of it all.

"And I'd live there with the person I love and we would just spend every day together going to the market near by or laying in the hammock..." you chuckled ever so slightly at the thought.

"But I'm here instead living my best life..." everything was scilent between you for a few moments. Then you shifted on the bed clutching your side. "Hey come here." You said patting the bed in front of you.

He did so and you held your hand out expectantly. "Gimme your hand." He did so a started wriggiling under your touch as you traced the lines on his hand.

"What are-"

"Reading your palm, a friend taught me a while back, Now Sit still dipshit." You giggled. He stopped when you said that breathing out lightly.

"Well lucky you." you stated excitedly. "It looks like..." you started laughing catching him off gauird. "What? What is it?"

"Nothing! Nothing! It's just...I have no idea what I'm doing! I've forgotten what she taught!" you laughed loudly still holding his hand. He grinned and started laughing along with you.

Once you died down you looked at each other quietly for a moment. And then suddenly you had his face in your hands and kissed him deeply, your kissy was needy and despreat, like you where missing it.

He didn't stop you either, he wrapped his arms around your back and deepend the kiss. You discarded your sweater which stopped Gabriel momentarily as he looked at the bandaging around your torso.

"Hey..." you kissed him between your words. "I'm fine."

He gingerly moved his hands down your torso. "I love you." he muttered out against your lips. You hummed kissing him deeply. And suddenly there was a sharp pain in your head and you free back grimcing.

"Y/n?" You scooted back holding your head. "I'm..." you let out a pain filled yelp screwing your eyes shut tightly.

"Y/n what's wrong!?" he moved to touch your arm and as soon as he did your ears where ringing and it felt like someone was pushing your head into a wall slowly, you let out one more scream before Your vision went black.

"Gabe!" Dean grabbed you and pulled you back from the scene in front of you. Gabriel really did his hardest to take down Lucifer but it didn't look so good. Because he had an angel blade deep in the gut of the person you loved.

"Oh no...gabe look." he turned Gabriel around to face you as your brother held you from attacking Lucifer. Tears rimmed your eyes as you struggled to run over to him.

He swallowed thickly as he looked at you. "I'm...I'm...so sorry..." Lucifer pulled the blade from him and let him drop. "Oops."

You let out an angry scream at him before he vanished. You kicked Deans leg hard causing him to loosen his grip.

You ran over to him stopping when you saw the black scorch marks of wings sit on the floor around him. "Fuck, Gabriel!?" you fell to your knees slowly touching him lightly. "Gabe?...Angel?...Angel cakes!? Please!" you shook him slightly hoping that would do it.

"Gabriel you ass! Don't you dare!" when he didn't move you sobbed into his chest. "Y/n...come on...we need to go.." you shook sam away from you. "NO! I should have fucking listened to him! And stayed at home! He gave me a home sam! And now...now he's dead and I...I can't...can't go back home!" they where scilent. "And he didn't say good bye He said I'm sorry....it wasn't his fault..."

Suddenly your eyes snapped open and it felt like the wind was knocked from you, tears slid down your face, and You breathed heavily looking up at the consirened Angel in front of you. "Y/n?" he asked carefully.

"What the hell..." You breathed finally. He furrowed his brows. "YOUR DEAD! YOUR FUCKING DEAD!" you yelled getting up quickly.

"Wait, y/n-"

"I...I went through hell and now your...your back!?" you grabbed your sweater pulling it on. You stumbled, your head was still burning and your side ached.

"Y/n stop let me explain-"

"Fuck you gabriel! I trusted you! I loved you and and you faked your death I assume...and What where you doing? Huh? Off with some slutty pornstars!?"

The angrier you got the more your head started reeling digging up memories you'd lost after that, putting the pieces together. "Get out."

"What?"

"GET OUT I DON'T WANT TO SEE YOU!" you yelled pinching the bridge of your noise holding back tears. "No we should talk-"

"Gabriel." you said flatly, glaring up at him. He looked down and quickly left the room. You followed slamming the door shut. He stood there for a little bit and soon enough heard you sobbing. "I'm sorry..." you heard him mumble. Outside the door. You stopped and just burried your head in your arms chocking on sobs trying to ignore the memories that where lost that started flooding your head.

When he got no response he sighed and took a seat outside your door hoping you would open it and let him explain or help.

#supernatural x reader #gabriel imagine #gabriel x reader

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ghosty-schnibibit · 5 years ago

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one last amnesty liveblog :’)

i’m writing this literal seconds after it came out and i am hyped as all get out, let’s do this!!!!!

IT IS TWO AND A HALF HOURS LONG, NICE

they haven't announced more than that trav is dming and i'm hype for it

dang i wanna listen to those so bad

love ya griffin :')

... i don't remember there being distortion there???

WHY IS THE INTRO BREAKING DOWN

GRIFFIN WHAT THE FUCK I AM INSTANTLY TERRIFIED

... this isn't just old quotes, these are memories we haven't seen before now mixed in. i'm 90% sure that was just a memory from thacker's perspective of mama finally finding thacker possessed by the quell

was that little aubrey getting inspired to be a magician? sweet baby

aww aubrey :'(

and that was duck in class the day after minerva visited him

"wayne newton? that can't be real" pfff

DUCK MEETING AUBREY AWWW

who???

"this isn't how it happened" what the fuck is going on

THIS IS WHAT HAPPENED TO NED DURING THE SHIFTER ARC

... THAT'S NOT REALLY BEACON IS IT

YEP, YEP, YEP, THIS IS WHAT HAPPENED TO NED

it wasn't expecting him to grab beacon

... they're in the alien base aren’t they

this is terrifying holy shit

it's the rest of the pine gaurd

waAaAaynEeEeE

"we've a little bit of the griffin panic settin' in" mood

nice! first of those good good finale rolls this ep

oh thank god it didn't take dani again

WELL THAT'S NOT GREAT

at least sylvaine is okay then

i love beacon so fucking much

"i think we're pretty well fucked" bless duck

thacker is so good and i love him

SOMEONE HELP HER

never mind about those finale rolls holy shit

yeah aubrey's fucked for luck lol

what are you quoting

it is so fucking weird to hear people calling him wayne, and yet it works so well for him

griffin keeps pointedly calling him wayne to get him to react and justin's just not yes-anding him lmao

this is so fucking weird holy shit

aubrey no

bless you for still calling him duck aubrey

GOD DAMN TRAV

OH THAT IS EXTREMELY BAD, OH GOD

THE LATE THACKER ROLLED A FIVE

this is so weird holy shit

jesus i just looked at the timestamp and it's only been thirty minutes

this is more of what ned found with the shifter

NICE!

i love minerva so

it's barry

the sudden music scares an intrigues me

WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK

it's making copies of their loved ones to scare them into not fighting

duck i love you so much

beacon is so horny for destruction and i love him

WAIT REALLY??? shit, we were all terrified for aubrey’s luck and forgot about duck’s completely

JESUS FUCKING CHRIST THEY ARE BEEFING IT

thank you for minmaxing so much trav

HOLY SHIT THACKER WHAT

"oooookay" griffin sounds so excited and i love it

NICE! GO THACKER :DDD

W H A M I E

... why do i have a feeling this is billy

oookay, that makes sense

direct and fair

reconciliation???

oh no, this is bad, this is very bad

PIZZA

"what that being represented" wtf

... they created a great filter. they created a great filter to keep themselves safe and killed off god knows how many worlds. holy fucking shit this makes so much make sense.

yes duck, it it aliens -_-

not the most nuanced of takes there aubrey

i don't know if it's just me but i am having such a hard time mentally picturing this room

griffin loves his domes lmao

WELP, THAT'S NOT GREAT

this music griffin holy shit

bless griffin

oh fuck, very bad, this is very very bad

duck took a fuckin turn here at the end, damn

"FUCK YOU, C'MON" i love you duck holy shit

natural human chitin

oh fuck i forgot they were there holy shit

jesus we have more than an hour left

well that's not great!!!

HOLY FUCK, GO THACKER :DDDDD

i cry, ned ; _ ;

YEAH MAYBE DON'T LET THACKER DIE

nice nice nice

griffin i don't think you needed to specify that it wasn't literal whales

"duck, honey" mama ilu so

YEEEEEAH GO DUCK MY BOY

jesus fucking christ that's horrifying

what are you gonna do here trav

YES BRING BILLY BACK

OH NO, OH NO, OH NO

"you absolute ding dongs" griffin ilu

YEAAAAAH AUBREY

BILLY!!! MY BABY BOY IS BACK :D

god damn clint has been killing these rolls today

"you and your bunch of commodore 64's" thacker i love you

HOLY SHIT BILLY

what in the world did he do?????

ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME IS THIS A FINAL FANTASY REFERENCE? DID BILLY FUCKING SUMMON SEPHIROTH???

THE AMNESTY THEME

I AM SO HYPE RIGHT NOW HOLY SHIT

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

HOLY SHIT THE FUCKING TIM CURRY ASS SWORD

...god damn, i need to take a moment to just... whoooo fuckin boy that was so good. that was so incredibly good. as soon as this is over i'm going back and doing an amnesty relisten because so much makes sense now, holy shit

yay billy can talk now :D

my god this is so good

i love how much billy is using y'all, you can tell he spent a lot of time with duck

fair lol

awww billy's gonna save everybody :')

... is anyone else remembering that stern is still in sylvain

i descended to your pairing??? oooh dissented, okay

prove em' wrong

... are we in the end game territory here

whomst clint???

a guest bivouac

i love thacker so freaking much guys, i love him so much

mama :'D

who is this person i am so confused

IT'S THE QUELL

aww thacker :')

this music is destroying me holy fuck

"hi honey!" jesus fuck they're so cute

god this is such pretty imagery

AWWWWW NED I CRY

i love these two girlfriends and their rabbit son

"i love the whimsy" janelle ilu

travis mcelroy you have murdered me

aww little mousies

aubrey my baby ilu so much

duck wtf my child

that hasn't happened yet technically tho? i’m pretty sure it's still 2017 i think in this canon but okay then? i might be wrong tho

i love these two so much

MINERVA MY BABY

wait a god damn minute

DUCK x MINERVA HOLY SHIT, RIP INDRUCK LMAO

oooooh i am suddenly very much not looking forward to going into the tag later, oh boy. this right here is why i make a rule of not getting too invested in non-canon pairings.

minerva is a non-neurotypical mood

... god damn duck this is killing me right now

why are you quoting spiderman minerva

there are only ten minutes left holy shit

i have very limited comic knowledge here guys please help me here boys

justin i'm gonna cry here

oh good, stern made it back to kepler

griffin i weep

indruck may have been sunk but sternclay is sailing strong lol

I CRY GRIFFIN, I CRY

THEY MADE A NEW PORTAL :D

janelle fell off a pudding fruit tree lol

INDRID AND LEO WTF

THIS IS SO HAPPY AND GOOD I CRY

NED :')

I'M SOBBING

and that was it folks! there's the end of taz amnesty! it has been an amazing ride and, unlike balance, one i was actually here for from start to finish in real time. this finale more than lived up to my expectations as far as tying up loose ends and ending on a wonderfully happy note and i cannot wait to see all the art and fic that comes out of it. i love this amazing fandom that’s felt like a home to me these last three years, i can't wait to listen to the next amazing arc the mcelboys conjure up with all of you

see you all again when the ttazz comes out!

#taz #taz amnesty #taz spoilers #the adventure zone #ghosty liveblogs taz #:')

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urrisma · 5 years ago

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@invadedzim Sorry it's so long qwq

(Me explaining my dream in your artsyle)

Okay, how do I explain this? The dreams started out later on and then kinda filled in the past years after a while so I'll see if I can start from where it began

So at the age of 13 (It was very specific on ages and yet not the timeline qwq) Dib and Zim both are kidnapped by the tallest, who need some sort of weapon to be built and it takes both a human and an irken to make (idk man dream logic) and Zim and Dib are the only human and Irken to ever work together on something, so they were their best bet. (Irkens and their pride and all)

During this they kinda become friends and talk to each other about each of their lives. (You can imagine that Zim was constantly telling him how "lucky" he is to be making something for the tallest as a worthless meat baby) They are actually really quick friends, and needless to say, Dib is pretty pissed at the tallest since y'know, they are complete assholes to Zim, remember that time they made him go through a bunch of shit just to protect a god dang cheeto that was worthless to them?

It takes a long ass time, but Dib finally starts to get to Zim when telling him what the tallest actually think of him. They both end up escaping together and back on Earth, where Zim needs time to think to himself. Dib is like 👌 and then they part ways.

So, I can only assume they somehow made a compromise and are now working together to try and make as many places as peaceful as possible (Mainly irk) because the dream just has a plot hole there, don't really know how they came up with that idea or really why they would want to, but y'know. (Also it took them a couple years to come up with the plan, let's say like 4 so the timeline makes sense)

Anyways, they try to go for an easy area first, a planet full of lemon-based pastries, yup, dream logic. The Queen of the place is based off a Lemon Cake, and they call her Lemica for short. She ends up with a crush on Zim and literally straight up tries to kidnap him. Great, new bad guy! She isn't really evil just completely oblivious, in fact everyone on the planet is completely oblivious and happy all the time (Oh and she had cute little minions called the Macas who were macaroons, and they would wear a hat that looked like the top of one and aaa- so c u t e)

They leave the place and think they'll try another time, after this for some ding dang reason (Maybe using reverse psychology? Since the cute little lemon pastries were evil) decided to go to a planet full of a bunch of shark people DREAM LOGIC. Anyway, the leader of that place is named Sharko (Later we find out that's just a nickname because his full name is too girly for him, he himself was really girly looking as well) he also had little shark minions

Surprise surprise, he's also evil and takes their propositions as a "You're bad you need to change" and says he will track where they live and murder em. So yeah, Sharko kinda a bitch.

After 2 failed attempts they decide to take a break (I can only assume, the dream don't explain everything) but they see on the news that sharks are popping out of the ocean and beating the shit out of people on the beach and decide to go out there and help them (Of course Zim is upset it's a place full of water)

They end up having epic battle and winning, woop woop! Finally something positive happens to the boys! Sharko says they have proved they are superiors and now will serve them and destroy any planet they want them to. Not wanting to risk another misunderstanding (I ASSUME) they just go with it and let em fly back to their planet (Also they erased the memories of everyone on the beach that saw them fighting, the dream told me that much.)

After awhile they decide to go back to the lemon pastries planet and talk to the leader, since she noticed how they reacted last time she doesn't try it again, then she asks for a weird liquid for a truce. So they like 👌👌 and go out to where she wants them to go.

Turns out it's some Irken storage unit, oop and here comes some Zim ptsd. Since he's shorter than the one giving the tour, he's asked to do almost everything, like opening doors and letting them try out certain weapons on him. He just be like "Sure, yeah, I'll let you take advantage of me, what else am I good for besides being a slave to those taller than me?" Very sarcastically. The one giving the tour just responds with "Yes!" Just making him sigh. Dib notices this and tries to silently comfort him, how cute. (Dib has a disguise and is praised for being such a tall "irken")

Anyway, they end up in the room with the liquid but also inside of it was an object that can show your worst nightmare coming to life. They try using it on Zim because of course they do, and nothing changes so they try Dib instead (THAT'S PRETTY EDGY ZIM) it ends up being multiple things like fluffy animals and his dad(Which he pretends he doesn't know) Zim just kinda pets one of the cats and watches his friend be terrified (Completely unnecessary detail about this one scene but not the more important ones, thanks dream)

Anyways, they get the liquid and get outta there. They make the truce with Lemica and tell her all about their plans, she decides to join them and ends up going back to Earth with them (Have no idea who's in charge of the planet now but whatever, plot holes)

So I'll assume years pass by, probably like 4 more (Also a year passed while they were doing the peace stuff) so that's 5 years passed. They did a lot of filler stuff, a lot of useless detailed scenes my dream decided to give me, BUT there was an important recurring theme, and that was Dib trying to boost Zim's self esteem.

After that 4 years, he succeeds in boosting it and helping him move on from the past. Buuuuuuuut according to my dream, whenever an Irken gets a POSITIVE emotion (Unrecognizable) it freaks the freak out and makes that certain emotion very bipolar. How does Zim deal with his self esteem going up and down constantly? He eats dirt. Yup, dirt. Thanks, dream!

Turns out it's not any dirt, it's dirt that makes all your emotions go away for even a second, so he just eats it to relieve the pain for awhile, it takes a while but dummy Dib besides to ask about why he is constantly eating dirt all the time because he was worried bout his friend (The dream was so bipolar about whether they were dating or friends so I'll just say friend to stay safe lmao) anyways he explains everything to him after a lot of persuasion (Also apparently the dirt constantly changes its texture so like it cancels out the emotions? I really don't know why this was info we needed, dream)

Dib, being the dumbass he is just goes "Oh don't worry buddy boi I'll just fix it!" And Zim just be like "Bitch wut." And boom! That's all the dream I've had so far!

I really did fill up a lot of the plot holes the dream had, this is what i THINK the timeline is. Anyways, Sharko and Lemica were both babies to me, all the filler really attached me to em idk why. Oh also Tak and Gaz kinda showed up sometimes and they were dating, it was sure of that, I just couldn't exactly tell where in the timeline she showed up.

It was really all in your artstyle, which was really…. Weird, to say the least. I guess you're in my brain now, just like my secret alien stash, where I had a dream they posted art and that's literally it. I'm really surprised a dream could make up such a story like this with not too many inconsistencies. Like the fact that his name is too girly so he calls himself Sharko is just… such a tiny detail and yet my dream added that layer to the character, it's just… nothing like this has happened to me before. That's all I can really say, I'll update if the dream comes back.

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sexyglances · 6 years ago

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I had a snow/ice day yesterday and like a responsible adult i took a super long nap during the day and then stayed up till 4 a.m. binging "Because This is My First Life." And lol every ding dang time i think "oh i'm gonna start this light fluffy kdrama," i end up bawling my eyes out a time or two (or seven). The voiceovers by the main leads were coming hard for me and my tears.

It's a pretty cute drama, and i like the main storyline about Jiho since i am always ready for any storyline about a plucky lady who doesn't give up. However her friends' romantic storylines are kinda driving me crazy. One of her best friends, Sooji, who is supposed to be a chic man-magnet. Her love interest is like 10 years older than her, and also sooji honestly seems more like she is secretly in love with jiho based on all the worrying and longing looks she shoots in jiho's direction. And the other friend, Horang, is a passive-aggressive nagger to her very sweet boyfriend. Even when she finally directly tells him she wants to think about marriage, she immediately reverts back to her PA ways.

All that being said, i am ready for Sehee to discover his love for Jiho through his jealousy and that he realized that all the changes Jiho has imparted in his life have only changed it for the better.

#blah blah blah #because this is my first life #kdrama #also i love the naming theme of all the episode titles starting with 'because this is my first...'

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zukadiary · 6 years ago

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Hustle Mates ~ Cosmos Troupe 2018

I know I'm here so often it's hardly special anymore… but this trip had the distinction of being my first VACATION in Japan in 5 years. I'd forgotten what mornings look like in this country (and as I'm now back at work for the remaining few days, I already miss them).

It also had the distinction of being Kazuki Sora's first lead. Of my standout favorites in my life thus far as a Takarazuka fan, Sora is the only one who, by some witch magic, grabbed me when she was a tiny child—before I ever set foot in a theater here, before she even got a shinko lead. After growing quite used to following her around the edges of the stage with my opera glasses and mentally cursing camera operators for not panning two inches to the left to get more than a sliver of her arm in some great dance scene, this year brought first an absolute dream role in Anita, followed by the center spotlight that I honestly wasn't convinced she'd ever get. It's been vindicating seeing her immense talents displayed so prominently, and deeply moving in ways utterly different from any of the other cyclones of emotion Takarazuka fandom has thrown upon me. A very non-Soragumi friend had a chance to see the show, and I felt nervous and wary like I was taking an acquaintance to my own child's recital (someone please tell me when I got old enough to experience THAT feeling). And much like a mom, I plan to throw out any attempt at objectivity and rave about my girl until you don't want to listen anymore.

Hustle Mates was primarily a collection of songs and dances from Soragumi history, with a few non-Takarazuka songs, MC sections, and mini skits thrown in. It's a tiny cast of 16, so if you like anyone in it you have a good chance of seeing her featured. Long-time Soragumi fans will likely find it very fun and nostalgic regardless. Sora leading a show about the history of Soragumi which contains a great number of songs with the word sora in them made it kind of sound like she was singing about herself for two hours, which greatly amused me (and apparently tickled Ishida-sensei too).

Act 1 opens with two original songs—the very upbeat Hustle Mates theme, and then more of a ballad (also with ample use of the word SORA)—followed by a selection of songs from some of the most well-known Soragumi musicals: Copacabana, Phantom, Top Hat, Singin' in the Rain, and an Elisabeth medley, which despite the general overuse of Elisabeth songs was still my favorite. Watashi Dake Ni was a group musumeyaku number, Mikaze Maira got to unleash her very impressive pipes on that last note. Saigo no Dance also started as a group otokoyaku number. Moeko entered partway through for a solo line, and I know she has the shinko Tod experience under her, but since I've never seen that, it was maybe the most surprising and powerful few seconds of Moeko I've ever witnessed. Then Sora came in to finish the song, and in some alternate universe where she's in a different class and tall enough to be a top star I'd sell both of my kidneys to see her Elisabeth every single day of the run. Sora solo Kitsch came next and was likewise flawless, so I guess I'll be satisfied with keeping my kidneys if they finally air that dang shinko in the next couple of months while Tsukigumi is playing.

Then we have a skit… I'm a bit fuzzy on exactly what went on in it, but I suspect I might be looking for sense where there was none. Setohana Mari enters dressed like a dominatrix, loudly cracking whip and all, with two other musumeyaku guards of Partial Time Prison. They do a roll call of past Soragumi characters who come out one by one and make meta jokes about themselves (discussing their offenses?) while the three guards smack them around. Sora is brought out last, as Lucheni, and gives a long speech, the punchline of which is he's on the path to reform thanks to his new life selling green juice mix in what is probably a pyramid scheme. Each performance she ad-libbed Louis and Marie Antoinette off the stage.

Moeko and Mineri who were playing Jose and Carmen in prison stick around to sing Temptation (GREAT song, I wanted a little more from these two) while the underclassmen get ready to sing Amapola a cappella conducted by Homare Seri. This was QUITE impressive, and I love it when they use Bow to give underclassmen little challenges like this. Act 1 ends with a medley of the Soragumi revue songs that got the most votes in the internet poll they ran a few months ago. They aren't listed individually in the program and I'm probably missing something, but off the top of my head I remember Millennium Challenger, Dancing For You, Funky Sunshine, Nice Guy, Phoenix Takarazuka, and Hot Eyes. Sora singing Funky Sunshine (SO—RA— POWER) was HIGHLY satisfying. They finish on Asu e no Energy, which still made me cry even though I JUST saw Citrus Breeze… but put my kid in the center of a song that always makes me cry anyway and I guess that's what you get.

Act 2 was less nostalgic and more interesting to me, probably because Sora's dance scenes multiplied significantly. They opened with a nihonmono medley, beginning with a Soran dance which I LOVED (the one from Viva Festa always gets me hyped too). Sora entered Takarazuka with a background in hip hop dance which I think always gives her movements a particular dynamic energy and a sharpness that sets her apart even from the other great Takarazuka dancers, but it stood out to me even more than usual in the Soran scene, probably in contrast to the traditional Japanese garb. I REALLY LOVED IT (even if I can imagine nichibu purists cringing). During my first two viewings of the show I was mostly overwhelmed and ecstatic that Sora had gotten a lead at all, but the last one, particularly in the Soran scene for whatever reason, it hit me HARD how much she's grown and how commanding and enthralling she is on stage.

After we spend a bit more time reliving Soragumi's very brief nihonmono history through song, there's a "rain corner" featuring a folk song that I rather like and a skit that made me feel COMPLEX THINGS. Mappu (Matsukaze Akira) plays some kind of rain god/wizard/???, in a whimsically decorated raincoat with two cute little ghosts hanging off her umbrella. Sora enters playing a guy out for a walk in the park in the rain where he meets a girl (Mineri) who lets him share her umbrella, and when the rain stops she asks him what he's doing in the park in the rain without one. BEAR WITH ME HERE: he explains he felt like coming to visit the spot where his dog Liza died, on a rainy day just like this one, after running away from their car (side note, I hope they named the dog Liza because Mineri's name is a play on Minelli?? Is it even?? There's a good ochakai question 6 days too late). He reminisces about all the tricks Liza could do, and Mineri imitates them. He shows her a picture of Liza, and surprisingly they're wearing the same dress?! It becomes evident that Mineri is actually the human form spirit of Sora's late pet, granted a few precious moments on earth by Rain Wizard Mappu to talk to her former owner, thank him, and say goodbye… she disappears with Mappu before Sora fully figures it out. HERE'S THE THING: As WTF?? as this entire concept is, Sora's acting was so damn heartbreaking I TEARED UP on the THIRD VIEWING even though I TOTALLY KNEW WHAT TO EXPECT?? I'm GENUINELY ANGRY that she took THIS SKIT and managed to MAKE ME CRY, and now I'm also praying to all the gods that this isn't her last lead, because I NEED to see her in a proper play with a proper partner. Where do I sacrifice the goats?

Next the whole team sings a song from Never Say Goodbye, leading up to Sora coming out for a solo barefoot dance, custom engineered to wound me as gravely as possible. Setohana Mari follows this up with an attempt at If I Were a Bell from Guys & Dolls, with brilliant all-in drunk acting but barely recognizable English (A for effort given the speed of the song though).

AND THEN

Okay. There's a rare special thing that I've now had the… fortune? I guess? of experiencing twice, that I hope you all get to experience someday, not because it's good or fun but just because it's An Experience. Sometimes there are secret little treats hidden in Takarazuka shows just for the foreigners. They're secret because I am pretty sure the directors have no idea what treats they are. And sometimes, through a combination of luck and the kindest friends, you make it to your first viewing with no spoilers, and a song starts playing that you recognize within half a note, and you begin having an experience so separate from every other person in the theater you feel as though you might as well be floating above the audience with all their disapproving gazes drilling into you, wondering what the heck you're doing up there when clearly the place for you is down here. The first time was when I waltzed unassuming into HOT EYES!! in an era when my feelings re: Soragumi were "I guess I have to watch them if I want to see Sora," and in my heart-pounding state of shock brought about by the first however many scenes Eye of the Tiger began to play, and out came involuntarily a VERY noticeable raspberry spit of quickly stifled laughter (before Makaze's everything shut me right the heck up).

The second was when amidst the polite applause following Secchan's Ding Dong Ding, the curtain rose on the remainder of the cast beginning a fiercely literal staging of the entirety of Bohemian Rhapsody in English. There are so many things to unpack:

Mikaze Maira, playing a literal mother, opens the number by emotionally reading a literal letter from her literal son who has literally gone off to war

The others, with Sora in the center, are playing soldiers armed with sizable rifles, portraying the horrors of war via aggressive interpretive dance

Sora's English, while certainly not flawless, was SO PASSABLE, especially when compared to a) history in general and b) specifically Can't Take My Eyes Off of You from 2 years ago, I was FULLY SHOOK

Her dancing and acting in this number were SO FRIGGIN GOOD I could DIE

The performance overall was SO PASSIONATELY ACTED and thus SO DISTRESSING that people in the audience were CRYING from BEING MOVED to the point where later in the run they BEGAN SNIFFLING BEFORE THE NUMBER EVEN STARTED

It forced me for the first time in my life to sit down and hella contemplate the lyrics to Bohemian Rhapsody, the conclusion of which was a) yeah that sure was a 500% valid interpretation of the lyrics and b) there is absolutely no way I could ever begin to explain to a Japanese person why in my culture it's a FUNNY SONG

I was EXTRA TICKLED that Kotti, who can't speak above a whisper off stage, was the one who got to run up onto a box and scream SO YOU THINK YOU CAN STONE ME AND SPIT IN MY EYE

Every viewing my body shook so hard from the effort it took to keep myself from making any sort of noise I wouldn't be surprised if everyone in my row could feel the tremors and I am honestly still tired just thinking about it

If this is cut I’m making a GoFundMe for the rights. Everyone start saving now please.

As a palate cleanser, Mineri sings a pop ballad in a gorgeous gown before the proper kuroenbi to Ai, which is a song that has a lot of nostalgic value for me personally, making it a very emotional backdrop to Sora leading an otokoyaku dance with the top star sparkles on her tailcoat and hitting that final pose with a heart-shattering bang. They reprise the two original theme songs for the parade, and that's Hustle Mates.

Additional notes from my particular viewings: I had a lucky aisle seat where Hanaki Maia, who I'm pretty obsessed with, serenaded me, and Mappu gave me a great smile and a little hand squeeze in lieu of a high five. I am completely charmed by Kotti, she's like a Great Dane that grew up and still thinks it's a lap dog—striking otokoyaku on the outside and a sweet shy earnest inside that hasn't quite caught up yet. Senshuuraku should be the day that shows up on Sky Stage eventually, but in the Partial Time Prison scene Homare Seri (playing Rhett Butler) started a really awkward slow clap with the audience in an attempt to ad lib, then had no idea where she wanted to go with it so she just gave SoraLucheni a big hug, and Moeko got flustered, decided that was enough, and cut off everyone’s laughter and applause by stepping in front of the action and saying her next line as loudly as possible.

My raku seat was close range, and after watching Sora’s perfectly calculated facial expressions, and the tiny backlit beads of sweat flying off her brow as she danced her heart out in HER SHOW, I'd sit in lava for her I love her so deeply.

#takarazuka #reviews #hustle mates #might as well just tell people I live here

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pinkykitten · 7 years ago

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Madly, deeply, truly, passionately in love

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Kandomere x half elf/half human! female reader

Warning: A little bit of angst, insecure reader, some bullying.

Specifics: Angst, fluff, romance

People: Kandomere, you, Montehugh, and three elf women.

Words: 2,580

Requested by: @jinx-is-fire Okay so a really fluffy Kandomere x reader where reader is a half elf/human. Reader gets harassed by some coworkers at the MTF and when they both get home reader thinks he should leave her because she isnt good enough for him. Kandomere doesn't stand for this and decides to show reader how much she means to him. 😍

“Honey look over here at mommy.” Seeing the year on the right corner of the screen from when your parents recorded you throughout your life. You smiled at seeing yourself as a baby. You liked doing this. Just sitting in your room watching clips of your childhood. See that time you didn’t know about the hard aches of life. You didn’t know that everyday people were segregated from others. Your life was easy, its was fun, but that was all in the past.

Your father was a human and your mother was an elf. As a little girl you would stare in amazement at your parents when they told the story of how they fell in love. You remember your father telling you, “your mother was the most beautiful woman and still is. My heart fell in love the first minute I saw her.” Your parents would tell you how difficult it was for them to meet. Back then and now you should associate with your kind. Even in the womb your parents always taught you to never treat anyone with disrespect, don't judge a book by its cover. Now that took tremendous amount of work. In school you weren't sure where to fit in, and you really didn’t. You didn’t fit in with the elves or humans. You felt alone since there were no elf half human there. But still you respected everyone around you, even if they didn’t deserve it.

Here you were now, a grown woman. You got your own place and got a job at the Magic Task Force. You worked till you had bags under your eyes. See your parents always told you to slow it down a bit, take a break, but you couldn’t. You felt in your heart that maybe one day, just one day if you worked hard enough people would actually like you or at least stand you. You also worked more hours for your parents sake. Already they were older folks and they could not work. Your mother suffered from back pains and your dad messed up his knee pretty badly. They always tell you to use your money on something important but you always respond with, “you guys are important.”

Beep, beep.

“Ugh,” you groaned. You tried to turn that dang clock off but instead you hit the invisible table and fell off your bed. Your face on the ground you moaned again. You got up with your cupcake slippers on, your comfy womfy pj pants, and a t-shirt that says “life behind bars” and it has a bicycle bar handle as the picture. You stretched and yawned saying hi to your pug Édgar (yes because Édgar Ramírez plays Kandomere and a pug cause Pewdiepie has a pug named Edgar) and giving Édgar a kiss. He glances at you with his cute eyes looking very lazy. “That's why you’re my dog,” whisper while heading to the bathroom. You give yourself a look before you start the day and if you didn’t scare the mirror then you surely scared yourself. You can tell you just had awoken from a deep sleep.

“I LOOK TERRIBLE,” you half yell half whisper to your reflection. You had to look nice today. Tomorrow was a special occasion, it was your 2 year anniversary with Kandomere. “Man, we’ve been boyfriend and girlfriend for 2 years. I thought he would of left me by now.” You cleaned your house and when you mean clean you mean clean. You scrubbed till you had sweat on your brow. See, Kandomere was going to be sleeping over tonight and spending the whole day with you the next day, the actual date of your anniversary. You peer at the list that is on your phone while your getting ready. You have so much planned for tomorrow. The whole shebang. Your heart sped fast at just the thought of spending all night with him and all next day. You squealed aloud making Édgar jump. You made a delicious breakfast for yourself and gave food to your chubby pug, got dressed and ready putting your makeup on feeling super confident, then you sat down while putting your shoes on to see the news. “Great,” you spoke. “More orcs fighting and being blamed for everything possible. I tell you this world is going nuts.” You were actually talking to Édgar, since he was sitting next to you on the couch. You put your face close to his and pat him vigorously at the back of his ears. “You excited to see Papi?” Édgar opened his mouth a little and barked the lowest bark ever…”Me too,” you cheered.

You left in your car to go to the building of the MTF. To be honest you sometimes didn’t want to go to work. You knew your co-workers made fun of you. You were different and that was something that some folks didn’t like. You walk in the facility trying to make people believe you are so confident when in reality you’re not. But everything in your life turns so much better when you see that handsome face from across the room. You sprint over to Kandomeres office, greeting Montehugh on your way.

“Hi baby,” you beamed crouching down a little to give your elf a kiss on the lips. Ugh those lips, you couldn't get enough of them. You turned around to shut the door, and walked to one of his seats on the other side of his desk.

“Hola sweetheart,” Kandomere smiled.

“So, guess what? I have everything planned out, we’re gonna go to the fair, the nice one of course. Then we’re gonna eat at many restaurants and go in the pool maybe after and IT’S GONNA BE SO MUCH FUN!”

Kandomere giggled at your cuteness. He brought his hands forward to grasp yours and kissed them.

“I can’t wait to spend all those hours with you, mi amor.”

“Awww thanks babe,” you say as you stand up, then to sit on his lap. “I love you.”

“Love you too.” You give tiny kisses all over his face. “See you later,” you wave to Kandomere.

“Bye honey.”

You loved it when he called you all those names, especially his Spanish. When he speaks Spanish that's like your drug right there.

That whole time at work you examine cases that have come around. Sometimes those cases can be such a headache to you. But today was different, you were going to have a blast. That is all you cared about. You looked at your electric clock on your desk and it read 4:00 PM. “Whelp time to go home. Gonna make some brownies and cookies.” You dance a little as you hum in excitement. You grab your purse and make you way to the elevator. You were going to meet Kandomere in the parking lot. As you walked out your door to your office these female elves came up to you with a sour look. “Where do you think you’re going...freak,” one girl said. She was super lean and tall. She had black hair ice blue eyes and big, pink lips. You had to admit she looked like she could work as a model for victoria's secret. “Oh I’m just going to the elevator, excuse me,” you replied.

“Really? Well if you’re going with our Kandomere, you got another thing coming.” The second one said. She had red hair, was shorter, and had nice curves. Her eyes were white, with angled eyebrows.

“Yours,” you began. “He belongs to no one, not even me.”

“Look at you, you know what I hate the most? I hate when I see people like you that try to fit in or that want to. Just look at yourself sweetheart. You’re ugly, and you’re not even human or elf. You will never fit in with society,” the third elf spoke up. She had blonde hair in a bun, her eyes were a light pastel pink, and her jaw was very pointy.

Her comment hurt you a lot. You were doing all these things to try to fit in society, to try to be normal. You tried to speed walk past them, making it seem like the words they said didn’t hurt.

The elf one with black hair spoke up again, “why would Kandomere want someone like you. You know what I think? I think she has some orc in her girls don’t you think. She looks very much like a pig. Hahaha.”

You closed your eyes to fight your tears. Why did people treat you like this? All the other elves nodded their heads, cackling away at your insecurities.

“Don’t pay attention to them y/n, they are just trying to put your down,” you tried to convince yourself but you knew you believed them.

“You also don’t even know how to work correctly. You look, smell, and do your job like a slob. You should go back to the farm where you were born or maybe the zoo. I heard they were wanting more whales there.” The red head elf laughed and the others joined her. You ran to the elevator and tried to close the door quickly.

“Don’t worry retard, I don’t want to go in an elevator with a person like you. Were your parents drinking when they had you. Seriously, an elf and a human. I guess that's where you get your stupid from.” The blonde hair yelled as the elevator door closed.

You just started sobbing, they were so mean to you and your family. You rubbed the tears away from your eyes and looked at yourself in the reflection of the elevator. You tried to compose yourself to make it look like you weren’t crying. As you looked at your reflection you muttered the words, “disgusting.” The elevator dinged and you made your way out.

Coming into the parking lot you look around to see Kandomere. He had a big smile on his face while talking to the phone. Seeing you walking to him made him happy but then he realized your face. You weren’t beaming like earlier, your eyes were red and you had tear stained cheeks.

“Baby what's wrong,” Kandomere whispered as you came up to him.

“Nothing, can we just go to the house already.”

Kandomere nodded and opened the car door for you. “We can just pick up my car later or whatever,” you mumbled.

“Sure no problem,” Kandomere said to you. The whole car ride was quiet, a little awkward considering you were all jumpy in the beginning.

Once you both made it to your house you honestly didn’t feel like doing anything except lay in bed and cry forever. As you both walked inside you set all your belongs on a nearby table, Kandomere doing the same. Kandomere knew something wasn’t right.

“Well y/n what do you want to do?”

You shrugged while slowly walking to the coach. Plopping yourself on the comfortable cushions, you grabbed the remote turning on the tv. Kandomere shook his head then walked up, got a hold of the remote and turned off the tv.

“Baby talk to me, whats wrong?”

“Nothing Kandomere,” you said harshly. Getting up abruptly. “Nothing's wrong, just can you please leave me alone.”

“Yes there is. This morning you were so happy to be with me, now you’re acting like this!” Kandomere moved his arms out to your actions.

“I don’t want to repeat myself Kandomere, nothing happened just drop it!” Now you were raising your voice. Couldn’t he just see that you didn’t want to talk about it.

“Y/n just tell me what's wrong. I promise I will help you. Just tell me,” Kandomere begged.

“I’m not good enough okay! There I said it, I’m not good enough...I don’t want you to date a failure like me. A disgust like me, an idiot like me. A mistake...like me.”

“Y/n…,” Kandomere whispered stepping closer to you.

“No you can’t be with me. I am not good enough for you. You need someone prettier, better than me. Please Kandomere.”

Kandomere came up to you and hugged you with so much force that you thought he might break your ribs. You sobbed harder now and limped falling in his arms. He bent down now cradling you like a ball. Comforting you.

“Its okay sweetheart let it out,” Kandomere breathed. You felt tears on your face and you opened your eyes to see your sweet elf crying with you.

“Please my love don’t ever think that about yourself. You are so much more than that. You make my life complete, you make me a better person. You mean the world to me and so much more. When I see you I feel safe and loved. I only want to be with you and only you for the rest of my life. Even when I die I want my spirit to be with yours for eternity. My heart belongs to only you and no one else. Everyday I breathe and live is because you exist. You are my wish that came true, you are the angel I think of every night in my dreams. You are the one person I can depend on in life. You are the one that makes me feel it's okay to be myself. You make me feel loved y/n, I don’t think words can describe how perfect you are. You are my everything and I will always love you no matter what you look like. Heck, I wouldn’t care if you were a piece of bread. I love you y/n forever and always.”

You looked up at Kandomere and cried more.

“I’m sorry baby did I say something wrong,” he cringed at his actions thinking he said something wrong to make you cry.

“No sweetie, I love you so much. Thank you for always making me feel like a queen, for making me feel...beautiful. For always making me feel better in these times.” You gave Kandomere a big kiss on his lips, savoring the taste and feel. After you kissed him you gave him small pecks all over his face. Kissing every inch of his face. He and you giggled, placing your forehead on his. Kandomere kissed your nose. “I love you baby,” Kandomere whispered.

“I love you too my love,” you whispered back as if your love, this moment was only for you and him to see.

Later on

While you guys were laying in bed watching Caso Cerrado you explained to Kandomere what all those elf women said.

“Don’t worry I’ll take care of them,” Kandomere hissed. You look at him puzzled, thinking, “what in the world is he going to do?”

So what Kandomere did was not too harsh, no it wasn’t. He fired all those elf women and gave them a discourse of how if they ever disrespected you he would do something that would make them wish they never yelled at you. He also gave them a speech of how they should not judge people. So Kandomere does not mind that you are different. If you think you are ugly and imperfect Kandomere will make sure everyday that he proves to you, that he shows you, that everyday he will make it his mission to make you see how beautiful you truly are. He is madly, deeply, truly, passionately in love with you even with all your imperfections. You are perfectly imperfect to him. And he wouldn't have it any other way.

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dylan-hague · 8 years ago

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Chapter 30

Kahn Memorial Hospital, Blüdhaven. April 3rd, 2018. 10:43 PM.

Bruce knew that a few of the people had expressed interest in being there for Dick and Barbara when Tommy was born, but he hadn’t expected so many. As he looked around the maternity ward, he was able to pick out every current member of the Teen Titans, most of the original members, and the full Justice League, and several members of the Justice Society. That was just to name a few. He sipped at his coffee, and turned back to the elevator to see Clark, Lois and Diana walking toward him. He nodded with a smile; he was glad Clark was here for such a big moment in Dick’s life. Clark and Dick always had a close relationship.

“Man, what a turnout!” the Kryptonian said with a grin. “Looks like someone’s gonna be spoiled growing up, huh?”

Bruce chuckled, running a hand through his hair. “I was hoping it wouldn’t be so crowded, but it looks like somehow everyone managed to drop in. I don’t even know how this place is big enough to hold everyone.”

“Guess Blüdhaven must have a lot of expectant mothers,” Lois said nonchalantly as she glanced a bit down the hall and let out a laugh. “Looks like there’s even enough room for ballroom practice!” The four of them turned to look, and smiled as they saw Damian and Raven giggling and fumbling about in the hallway as he tried to teach her to dance, with Jon grinning boyishly as he strummed on his guitar in the seat next to them.

“When did Jon start playing the guitar…?” Clark turned to his wife, who shrugged.

“Must have happened in Cali,” Lois replied. “I didn’t even know he had one!”

“Damian probably got it for him. They’ve been getting close.” Bruce took another sip at his coffee, and Diana smiled.

“That’s good,” the Amazon added, watching as the half-demon tripped up again, falling into Damian’s arms. “The better their personal relationships get, the better they’ll work together on the field of battle.”

“I agree.” The four turned as Talia came up from behind Bruce. “They have much to learn from one another, and from what I’ve gathered, they’ve already learned so much in the past two years together.”

“Oh, hey! You’re, umm…” Clark snapped his fingers trying to remember the woman’s name. “… Talia, right? Damian’s mother?”

Talia nodded with a subtle smile. “I take it you’re the one they call ‘Superman’, yes? The one from Metropolis?”

Superman’s eyes went wide as he looked around the room. “I-I, uhh, what? I dunno what you’re talking about…”

Bruce put a hand on Clark’s shoulder. “Relax, Clark. Everyone here is in the loop. Including the doctor in there with Dick and Barbara now. Her name is Leslie Thompkins, she’s an old friend of mine.”

Clark rubbed the back nervously. “Okay, well… yeah, that’s me.”

Diana peered skeptically at Talia. “Talia… as in Talia al Ghul? Aren’t you a member of…”

“I was,” the young woman replied. “After the death of my father Ra’s, I assumed his role as Grandmaster of the League of Assassins. But as time went on, and after one particular ordeal in Gotham a few years after Damian became Robin, I realized that my grandfather was wrong about mankind… so now the League is no more.”

“Oh? Well…” Wonder Woman threw up her eyebrows in surprise. “I believe you’ve made the right decision. You can do more good for the world as one of us.” Talia smiled back, and the five of them continued on for awhile.

Damian snickered as he took Raven’s weight in his arms again, catching the poor girl as she slipped once more. He planted a peck on her cheek as she slapped playfully at his chest. Everything is the way it needs to be, he thought to himself. His cities were both enjoying a rare period of peace, his mother had come back into his life, and he had Raven in his arms, his ring on her finger. Right now, in this moment, he almost felt… normal.

“Dang it Damian, I can’t figure this out!” Raven laughed, resting her head on Damian’s shoulder as they wrapped each other up in an embrace. “How is it that I can ice-skate just fine, but I can’t dance like a normal person?”

“Normal person? Raven, normal people don’t know how to dance like this,” Damian laughed as he pressed his cheek against hers with a grin. “Have you been to a wedding before? Most people’s first dances are just rocking back and forth in a circle, no fancy twirls or lifts or anything!”

“Maybe we should try something a little slower,” Raven sighed, leaning back to look into Damian’s eyes with a smile. “Think that might help?” Damian nodded and turned to Jon, who grinned back.

“You’re prob'ly right, Rae. Sixpence is a little fast for someone who’s new to this whole dancin’ thing, so maybe after a little practice.” The hybrid boy slid his capo down a few frets on the neck of his guitar. “But I just figured out this Lauper bit that’d be perfect for you two! Nice 'n' slow so ya don’t trip over your own feet, and I think the words fit y'all's relationship pretty well.”

Damian stifled a laugh, smirking over Raven’s shoulder at the younger boy. “Y'know Jon, it’s easy to forget how much of a bumpkin you are… but then you go and talk like THAT, and it just hits you like 'oh yeah, he grew up on a farm.'” Jonathan stuck his tongue out with a wink and started to pick out a slower melody.

“Actually, I been meanin’ to ask you somethin’, too,” Jon started, talking over his guitar. “How come you two got engaged already? I mean yeah, it’s been a whole year since you got together and all, and that’s awesome, but you’re not that much older than me. And I mean, I’m just startin’ high school…”

“Yeah, we’re really young,” Raven sighed as she and Damian slowly turned in time with the music. “But it’s all about circumstance. Damian and I have both been through a lot more than most people our age, so we think we’ve grown a little more than must people do by the time they turn 16… here, spin me.” The girl twirled out along her and Damian’s arms, her long dark hair swirling all around as she spun, and again as she whirled back into his arms.

“Yeah… Plus, I was about to bleed to death,” Damian wrapped an arm around Raven’s waist from behind as he pulled her back in, swaying back and forth as they continued turning to the sounds of the guitar. “Whether I lived long enough to marry her or not, I wanted Raven to have my grandmother’s ring. But since I ended up coming back, we decided to stick with our decision and get married… albeit pretty far in the future.”

“Five years… I wish we didn’t have to, but why not? They’re not wrong, we really are still pretty young.” Raven went on, turning in Damian’s arms to face him, resting one hand on his chest as the other stayed rested in his free hand. “Still, gives us plenty of time to get things ready. Planning things out so long in advance is a good way to make sure everything is perfect.”

“I mean, I wouldn’t object if you wanted to run off in the morning and elope…” Damian joked with a wink. “But it’d have to be in the morning. Can’t go anywhere tonight, tonight is all about the baby.”

“Right,” Raven said smirking. “Baby first, then we’ll run off into the sunrise together.”

“Hey, hey! Hold the phone, you two!” Jon snipped playfully, still picking along. “You can’t just elope like that, you’ve gotta have a big legit wedding. Y'know, so I can actually be there for it!”

“That actually reminds me…” Damian glanced over to the alien in the chair. “Jon, you wanna be my Best Man?”

“Whaaaat?” Superboy beamed back at Red X excitedly. “Heck yeah, man! You bet!” The three laughed for a moment, and Raven looked contently into Damian’s icy blues before stealing a kiss.

“Y'all stop it,” Jon said with a grin. “Nobody should be that cute.”

A few seconds later, a quiet ding came from the nearby elevator, whose doors then slid open. Out stepped Jason Todd, Roy Harper, and (to everyone’s surprise) Dr. Harleen Quinzel, who held a little girl with blonde pigtails on her hip. All three of them had their hands full of gift bags (except, of course, for Harley, who only had gifts in one hand, as the other was occupied by the child), several of which were accompanied by all different kinds of balloons.

“Hey!” Jason called out to Damian as he walked briskly towards them. “We’re not late, are we? Did she already have the baby?”

“Believe it or not, no!” Damian replied as he and Raven came to a halt. “She’s been trying all morning, but apparently she’s just not dilated enough. They took her back awhile ago to go over some things before she has her C-section.”

“That kinda sucks…” Roy muttered as he walked up behind Jason. “But at least we didn’t miss it. The four of us were makin’ a last-minute gift-run after we picked up Harley and the kid. Y'know, clothes and diapers and stuff… plus we stopped for McDonald’s.”

“Gross,” Damian said with a smirk. “That stuff’ll clog your arteries, y'know.”

“Hey, I useta live on the street. I can eat anything.” Jason grinned back at his little brother.

Raven beamed sweetly as Harley passed the little one into her hands. “Oh my goodness! Hi there, sweetie!” She cooed, looking into the girl’s emerald eyes. “Can you tell me your name?”

“I’m Lucy…” the child mumbled, her little fingers gripping at Raven’s blue cardigan. “Lucy Kinn… Kinnuh… umm…”

“Say 'Luuucy Quinn-zell', baby!” Harley leaned in and dotted the girl’s face in kisses. Lucy giggled, putting a hand on her mother’s cheek.

“Luuucy Kinn-Zell!” The little one echoed as best she could.

“Well it’s nice to meet you, Miss Lucy! My name’s Raven!” the mage-girl replied, gently bouncing the little one up and down on her hip. “Can you tell me how old you are?”

Lucy held up three fingers on her left hand for Raven to see. “This many!”

As Raven continued talking to the little girl in her arms, Kori leaned up against the wall in the waiting room, her eyes on the floor. Despite how excited she was that the baby was about to arrive, she couldn’t help but feel a little bit down lately. She wasn’t sure why it was coming to her now, but she just couldn’t seem to shake the pit in her stomach…

“Hey, Star…” Kori lifted her head to see Jason walk into the room, setting his numerous bags down by the door. “You, uhh… you feelin’ alright?”

“Oh… hey, Jason. I’m alright, just…” Kori looked back down for a moment before raising her eyes to him again. “I’ve had a lot on my mind lately.”

“… Is it about Dick?” Jason kept looking back at the Tamaranean, a look of concern on his face which Kori noted was… surprising, coming from him.

“I…” Kori looked to the floor again. “… yes… I know, it’s awful, but… that’s just how my kind are. The love of a Tamaranean is eternal.”

“Yeah…” Jason took a step forward shrugging. “Honestly, I kinda get where you’re coming from. It hurts seeing somebody you trust so much with someone else… I mean, that’s how I felt when I found out about Tim.”

Kori paused for a moment, glancing back at Todd from the corner of her eyes. “What do you mean…?”

Jason sighed. “Well, you know how it went… I used to be Robin. I got killed by Joker. Bruce took Tim in, made him Robin… I came back to find someone had taken my place.” He leaned up against the wall beside Star, his hands in his pockets. “It hurt, y'know? Seeing Bruce move on like that… I thought…”

“You thought it meant he didn’t love you anymore…” Kori murmured. “You felt expendable.” Jason nodded.

“But that’s just it…” he continued. “Even though Bruce found another Robin, that didn’t mean Tim was replacing me. That connection between him and me… I didn’t see it before, but it was still there. Even if I wasn’t Robin anymore, he still wanted me to be part of the family… I just didn’t realize it then. But in time, I started to understand.”

“… I know, Dick and I will always… I just…”

“Hey, I get it. Believe me, I do… But give it a little more time. It gets better.” Jason gave Kori a soft smile. “It might not ever go away completely. But it gets better.”

A moment of silence passed between them before Kori turned to the Red Hood with a smile, wrapping her arms around him. “Thank you, Jason. I needed to hear that.”

“You’ll be alright, Kori. Promise.” Jason’s smile grew just a bit as he hugged her back. “You can talk to me if you need anything.”

As the two of them walked back out into the main hall, everyone gathered in front of the doorway. Evidently, Dr. Thompkins had just informed Bruce that the C-section was underway, and that the baby would be arriving shortly. Jason came up to Bruce’s side, and placed a firm hand on the older man’s shoulder.

“So how’s this s'poseta go, exactly?” Jason asked. “What should we expect when those doors open back up?”

“I wouldn’t get too excited…” Bruce replied under his breath. “If anyone comes through those doors, it’ll probably just be Leslie letting us know how it went.”

“Still,” Damian called back at his father from closer to the door, “at least we’ll know what happened. I’d rather have that than not knowing until we all pile up against the Nursery window…”

Raven looked over at the boy and squeezed his hand. He looked back, seeing the faintest hints of a smile on her lips, and he couldn’t help but blush… just a tad.

“You feel nervous,” the girl’s voice spoke softly in Damian’s mind as she took she let go of his hand, running her fingertips up his arm and along his back.

“Oh, do I?” Damian raised eyebrow as he let his thoughts flow into her mind. “I’m surprised you don’t. He’s just as much your nephew as he is mine.”

“Oh! So is this about first impressions, then?” she thought with a wink. “Relax, he’s gonna love you. We all do.”

Damian’s eyes softened as he looked back into her eyes, and the two shared a brief kiss just as the doors began to open. They pulled back, and looked everyone waited with baited breath for Dr. Thompkins to come out and tell them how the surgery went.

Instead, they were treated to the sight of Dick Grayson, still in his scrubs and hair net, holding a little blue blanket squirming in his arms as he walked shakily down the hall.

After a collective gasp, everyone rushed forward to surround him. Damian peeked into the blanket to see the tiniest fingers resting on the face of the newborn baby, who looked up at him with electric blue eyes, still brimming with water. His father’s eyes, Damian thought.

“Guys…” Dick’s voice trembled as his eyes filled with joyous tears. “He’s perfect.”

As Dick carried his son slowly through the crowd into the Nursery, Damian turned to find his father standing beside him, one hand over his face. The young man gazed up with some strange sense of awe as he watched the tears roll down Bruce’s cheeks.

Damian smiled. In this moment, he thought, everything is the way it needs to be.

March 4th, 2018. 2:43 AM.

It was late… far later than Damian had planned to stay. His father, along with everyone else, had long since left the hospital; Bruce and Carrie to go on patrol (“Crime won’t care that I have a grandson,” the man said), the Titans went with them to help, Talia and Alfred went back to the Manor, and everyone else went back to their own cities. Now, all that remained were himself, Dick and Barbara (both of whom were fast asleep), Raven, and Tommy. He looked down at the newborn in his arms, reaching up at him with the littlest of hands. He smiled, placing his finger into the baby’s palm, and his smile grew as the tiny Grayson’s fingers closed around his fingertip. He looked down into Tommy’s blue, blue eyes…

“Hmm… funny. Baby blues on a baby.”

Damian smiled as a pale hand come down over his shoulder, her fingertips gently pulling the little white blanket with the yellow stripes over Tommy’s chest. The Titan looked back to see Raven smiling down at the child.

“Yeah… how about that?” Damian thought back. The two of them looked down at Tommy, who looked back up between them with his eyes full of wonder.

“We should give him a nickname…” the mage thought. “Just for him and us. What do you think?”

“I already know exactly what we’ll call him. What everyone will call him…” Damian carefully lifted the infant up, and pressed his lips to his little face. “Robin.”

“Don’t you think he’s a little young?” Raven teased, blushing as the newborn put his hands on Damian’s face.

“Maybe… but someday.” Damian lowered the baby back into the cradle his arms. “… And then one day, he’ll grow up. And there’ll be another Robin… our Robin.”

Raven’s cheeks grew warmer as the words entered her head. Damian looked back, and their lips came together more. Smoke and rain mingled together again, and the room filled with a violet haze. Tommy let out the quietest hum, watching curiously as little lights twinkled all around the amethyst-covered hospital room.

In the span of 28 days, Damian had been kidnapped, lost the love of his life, been stabbed through the heart, and died. But he also rediscovered who he was at his heart, reunited with his mother, given his grandmother’s ring to his Raven, and now held a pure, perfect new life in his arms.

Everything was the way it needed to be.

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