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You know how i said last night that one of these days im gonna make a powerpoint of all the shitty things Odin has done?
I have already completed the opening.
Please blow up my inbox with suggestions on things i could add to the list of shit either has done lmao
#I said I'd do it and I fucking will#wolffox speaks#mcga loki#mcga#Please ignore my shakey camera skills#I drink a fuck ton of caffine#magnus chase and the gods of asgard#Mcga Odin#Odin mcga#I should be doing homework#Loki mcga#rick riordian#i think im hilarious#I will do genuine research for this#don't test me#I am really good at powerpoints when its something i wanna do
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Chained to you (Part 2)
genre: angst, romance, unconventional relationship warning: eventual smut A/N: cross-posted from wattpad; updates are uploaded there first
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The car rolled off to a much narrower street an hour later. The place he's driving into is in the middle of the woods. You wondered if you actually led yourself into his bear trap. "You're not going to kill me here, are you?" you asked in a serious tone although you intended it to sound like a joke.
You became a bit nervous when Taehyung didn't respond.
A decent modern cabin appeared in your line of sight. Its façade is adorned with huge thick glass panes. The car turned to a halt. "We're here," he announced.
Still unsure of the situation, you shook your head then headed out of the car anyway.
An old couple welcomed you to the place. They were wearing warm smiles as they greeted Taehyung and you.
"It's been a long time, Taehyung. You've grown so much." the older woman gushed. Taehyung politely chuckled as he gave them brief hugs, "I missed you and uncle a lot. Sorry for coming in a short notice."
The older man laughed, "It's alright, we regularly clean the cabin so it's not much of a preparation. Let's head inside first. I'll take your luggage, Ma'am."
You shyly gripped your bag, not wanting the old man to carry a light luggage for you. He reminds you so much of your grandfather, "It's not heavy. I can carry it myself, sir."
He waved his hand off and said, "I insist. You're a special guest here, allow me."
But really, you couldn't.
Taehyung held you by your waist and said, "Let uncle take your bag, we still have to show you around the house."
That was just an excuse for you to let go, but there's something in his tone saying that you should follow what he's saying. So, you conceded, giving your bag to the man.
As you walk inside, the lady briefly briefs Taehyung as to how the cabin has been. You saw paintings and some interesting ornaments. The place looks like an ideal vacation house for holidays.
"I cooked your favorite. It's not much because I just brought some stocks from our quarters instead of buying from the market. We'll head out later to shop," the lady told Taehyung. Then he politely said his thanks.
The old couple climbed up the wooden staircase while you and Taehyung followed behind. They led you to a room. He then turned to them and took your bag from the man. "I'll take it from here, auntie, uncle. We'll go to the dining room after."
The lady replied, "Ah, we'll be leaving now for the market. We'll leave you by yourselves."
You bowed at them as they turned on their way.
He then closed the door and headed to the office table and set your bag there. "They're our caretakers here. If you need something, you can ask them."
You nodded as you looked around the room. It's minimally decorated that you guessed it's a guestroom. It has its own little walk-in closet and bathroom. You walked back and saw Taehyung sitting by the couch at the foot of the bed, watching you. "Is there wifi here?" you asked. He nodded, "You can ask auntie later for the password."
You sat on the bed, deep in your thoughts. Now what? you wondered. Maybe you can book a flight to somewhere. Doesn't matter where that is. Running away from all of this is still the most appealing thing to your mind right now. But what about your responsibilities?
You were pulled out of your reverie when Taehyung spoke.
"What are you thinking?" he asked.
Raising a brow at him you retorted, "You're still here?"
"You intrigue me, princess."
You scoffed at that. "A lot of people are interested in my life. You're welcome for having the front seat."
"Hmm... I don't think I'm a mere audience. Am I not your knight?" he asked with that teasing smile on his face that you badly want to wipe off.
"I'll be downstairs. I'm sure you're hungry. Don't take too long," he said before heading towards the door, leaving you alone.
#
"You can stay here as long as you want, Y/n. It's safer," he told you after the meal. He was watching you the whole time as if you're a puzzle that he's trying to figure out. You're used to being watched but having this kind of attention from him is bothersome.
You sighed, torn between freeing yourself from this and your responsibilities to your employees. Back in the room, that was the only time when you think about the post you left today. A one day off won't hurt, but how long can you go on like this? It's such a waste that your professional life is too tied with your personal one. Running away from all of this will also give your opponents a reason to kick you out. Not everyone is in favor of having a young single woman in a high position.
"That night..." you started. He then waited for you to continue. He had a hint on what you wanna talk about. "Did you know that it was me?" you finally asked. It felt like you just dropped a bomb in the silent dining hall. He didn't reply right away, weighing your expression. So you told him, "Tell me the truth."
Without hesitation he then admitted, "Yes, I knew it was you."
You were dumbfounded at his revelation. You were suspicious but it feels different coming straight from him. He then said, "But I wasn't planning on sleeping with you that night," for a second, uneasiness flashed his eyes, different from his usual calculated yet playful persona. "But I guess, I'm just a man with needs. You were smoking hot in that skimpy dress," he added further, throwing you a smirk. Then he's back again to the man you knew.
That afternoon, you opened your phone and started making calls. Instructing your secretary to send you urgent matters through email.
"But ma'am, what about your scheduled meetings?" he asked after noting down your instructions.
Sighing, "Who are the ones for this week?" you asked. He cited a long list in a timeline order, telling you that he already had the meetings for this day on hold until further notice. Most of them were for internal purposes and some were proposals from other companies.
"Meeting with finance and marketing will be done online. Same time. For the others, have them send their written reports. I'll expect those in my inbox on the day of the scheduled meeting. For the proposals, send me their pitch but if they insist on meeting me personally, have it on hold."
You felt sorry for him, the work sounded a lot but you needed to prioritize. "I'm sorry, Jae. I have personal matters to settle and I'll come back as soon as I can. Just give me a week."
"It's okay, Ms. Y/n. You've been working hard for the past months. Don't worry too much. I hope everything will be fine soon," he said though he's wondering what kind of problem you're having to not go to work given that news about your engagement just got released. He assumed you're spending more time with your fiancé now that he just got back from America.
"That's all, I'll be waiting for your emails by the end of the day," you told him before ending the call.
Now all you have to do is wait. You sighed, slumping yourself back on the bed. However, peace didn't last that long as your phone rang again. Your friend Sunmi's calling.
Annoyed, you still picked up the call to make her stop, "Sunmi," you greeted, your voice cold. "The news of your engagement was like wildfire online. They're saying it's the same man that you were with that night. How can that happen?" she asked frantically. Then followed up, "Are you okay? I'm worried."
"I had no idea they're the same. I don't remember his face, that's why. And I'm okay. Don't worry."
Still, that didn't send her comfort. "Where are you? I'll visit you," she said, her voice laced with concern.
You shook your head, "Don't. I'm with Taehyung. We went outside town," you told her wishing that this would make her stop.
"Look, Sunmi, I'm really busy and I'm still working remotely. Again, I'm doing fine and don't worry too much. It's burdening. I'm an adult," you added. You sounded harsh over the line and it made you feel a bit sorry, but you didn't take back what you said.
She then said, "Okay. Just take care of yourself," before the line went off.
#
So, for the next few days, you sulked inside the room, working. Taehyung did the same. He stayed true to his words when he told you that evening that he'll be keeping his eyes on you. You just bump into each other when you go to the dining room for lunch or dinner. Neither of your parents disturbed you knowing that you guys are together. Taehyung assured them that you're doing fine.
Feeling stuffy for burrowing in your own hole for the past two days, you went out to work in the living room. You were on the sofa when the door to your right opened, revealing Taehyung. He's wearing black shirt and shorts. That room was his office, you took a glimpse of it yesterday when you were taking a coffee break. His brow raised up when he saw you dressed up.
"I have an online meeting at 10," you simply said even though he didn't ask. Today's meeting is with the marketing department.
He simply nodded, then said, "I thought you'll be thinking over things, Y/n. But you only drowned yourself with work."
"Just keep on being a good boy, alright? I might reconsider being married to you," you retorted. That earned a smirk from him then followed by an incredulous chuckle. You didn't mean what you said though. You still wanted out of the arrangement. You were thinking of alternatives that you can present to your parents and the Kims. Those thoughts have been keeping you up at night.
Taehyung finally left you alone, heading towards the kitchen. You set up your things on the table and waited for the call.
When he came back to your area, you were already discussing with the marketing team, asking them questions about the powerpoint they sent you. He sat on the single-seater couch, watching you while sipping his coffee. You couldn't help but raise a brow at him.
He did nothing to disturb you, but his stares made you uncomfortable for some reason. Then after a few minutes, his phone rang. This halted your discussion with the team. You threw him a warning glance. Taehyung stood up and went to his office to answer the call. When the door fell shut, you turned to the camera. "I'm sorry, you may continue," you muttered.
After a minute, Taehyung stormed out of his room and called you, "Y/n"
You looked at him with irritation, "I'm in a meeting, Taehyung. Can you please go away?"
He just ignored you and went upstairs. You sighed at his attitude. Then your phone rang. Seeing that it's your father, you declined the call.
Irritated with the interruptions, you then turned to the marketing team, "Have this project approved by the finance department as soon as possible. Then prompt the booking department so we won't get overwhelmed once the promo's been released."
At that, the marketing manager wrapped things up by giving synthesis and informing you that the minutes would be forwarded to your secretary.
You were skimming through your emails when Taehyung rushed down the stairs. He's now dressed up with shirt and trousers, looking troubled. His keys were in his hands as he told you, "Your mom's in the hospital."
Your heart dropped at the news. "What? What happened to her?" you asked him, frantic. Your mother has a healthier lifestyle. She had these planned meals prepared by her dietician, she wouldn't sleep later than 10 pm, she regularly goes to her yoga sessions, she's more careful than you.
Tears sprang up in your eyes as you asked, "Is she fine?"
Taehyung sighed, "She was being rushed to the hospital when I talked to the security team."
"It was a car crash. The driver's dead, her head of security too."
The information made your knees wobble. Taehyung had to assist you to go in his car while you couldn't stop the tears from falling, blurring your vision. Questions flooded through you but you were too shocked to sort out your thoughts to speak them out.
The whole car ride was silent contrary to the beating of your heart. You're nervous, afraid, shocked, you were feeling all things at once for your mom that you failed to notice when Taehyung's phone kept ringing.
He declined every call that showed up on the dashboard. He just focused on bringing you there safely. Broken out of your own thoughts, you texted your father with shaking hands. Telling him that you heard the news and that you're on your way now.
When Taehyung's phone rang again, you disconnected it from the dashboard and answered his phone yourself.
It's Mrs. Kim calling.
"Yes, Mrs. Kim. We've heard of the news. Taehyung is driving me to the hospital," you told her in the calmest manner you can muster but a hiccup escaped your mouth. You've been crying the whole time, devastated by all the bad things that could happen to your mom.
"Darling, stay strong. We're also on our way. Tell my son not to rush, okay?" she sweetly said, her voice laced with worry.
When you ended the call, Taehyung told you to turn his phone off. You didn't protest and followed his command.
By the time you arrived in the hospital, press people were already there, all of them are held up outside, being guarded. When they saw Taehyung opening the door for you, they immediately ambushed you with questions. It angered you when you heard them asking about your upcoming wedding and whether your mom's accident would affect the plans.
You gritted your teeth in anger as you did your best to ignore them. It's insulting how those people would take every opportunity they could to butt in at such private matter. Your mother's in the hospital, fighting for her life, for god's sake.
The guards cleared a path for both of you while Taehyung protectively held you by his side as you walked in.
You found your father standing outside the operating room, he was pacing back and forth. Upon seeing you, he went up and gave you a pat as if saying everything will be alright. It was a weak convincing on his part when he himself didn't even look collected.
The waiting was excruciating. You didn't notice that you've been holding Taehyung's hand tightly. You let go immediately upon realizing this.
"I'm sorry," you muttered, gulping.
"It's okay," he simply replied.
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The doctors ran more tests on your mother when she failed to wake up after 24 hours. The accident caused her a brain injury and she was diagnosed with hypoxia. She's now in a coma and it could take a few days or few weeks for her to recover. The doctor told you to prepare for the worse, but you couldn't fathom a worse scenario than this.
Your feud with your father was put on hold as you almost spend every night with your mom. You would go to the office in the morning then to the hospital late in the afternoon, continuing your work in her room. The time you'll only go home is when you're reminded by your bodyguard which was assigned by Taehyung himself.
It may be deemed unnecessary but as investigation is being conducted, the Kims cannot compromise your safety. Their security company, among of their others, was the one in charge with your family ever since, including your businesses. The accident happened under their watch, but as of now, no one is to blame. Yet.
For your peace of mind, you even hired a private investigator on your own, meeting him discreetly as much as possible.
It was already six in the evening when Mr. and Mrs. Kim knocked on your mom's suite. You gathered your energy to come up with a smile, but it only crossed your face halfway.
"Darling, are you taking care of yourself?" she greeted worriedly, pulling you into a hug. You were surprised when you saw Taehyung.
After the operation, his parents left first but he stayed. Feeling burdened about it, you thanked him and told him to go ahead.
Sitting at the receiving area, 2 meters away from your mother's bed, you gathered the unkempt papers laying on the coffee table.
"Sorry for the mess," you uttered.
Then opening the topic, you asked, "Is there any update on the investigation?" turning to Mr. Kim.
The latter exchanged a look with his son before saying, "The truck was hi-jacked and we couldn't trace the driver yet. We looked into CCTVs but the team couldn't find anything."
You let out a sigh. It was the same report you got from your hired investigator this morning.
"There has to be someone behind this," you muttered, looking over your mother. The tubes attached to her body pains you. Sorrow crossed your eyes as you wished you could take her place.
Clearing his throat, Mr. Kim added, "I talked to your father about this. It could take a lot of time before we figure things out because, if ever, he himself has a number of opponents up his sleeve."
This is the first time someone actually attacked your family. Threats were a common thing, but no one dared to lay a finger on you, your mom, and your dad. Though your security is always prepared for this kind of scenario.
Chuckling bitterly at the thought, it looked like they weren't.
The question that's been bugging your mind is why now?
Is it because he's running for the next presidential election?
If that is so, why was your mom the target?
Aside from the situation at hand, the vacancy in the board left by your mom as the chairwoman is stirring ruckus. You haven't issued any announcement yet, but others are asking about her condition.
The stocks surprisingly didn't take a hit at the news of the accident. If there is something that bothers you more that you think will be harder to handle, that would be the board of directors of your holding company.
Simply put, they're still doubtful of you.
You glanced at Taehyung, who is sitting to your right across his mother. The second he met your eyes, you immediately averted his gaze, clearing your throat.
"Thank you for taking care of my mom's case personally. It makes me feel more at ease," you told them in a nonchalant manner.
"Don't mention it," Mr. Kim said.
With fidgeting fingers, you started the question you've been meaning to know about, "I would want to visit the family of her driver and head security-"
"You can't," Taehyung interrupted, making you snap your head back to him.
"It's not safe," he added when he saw your furrowing brows.
"There's no need, Y/n. Your father sent something for them. They understand the situation," Mr. Kim followed.
You didn't utter a reply, if they wouldn't want to divulge that information, you can have your secretary look for it. You could go there yourself, it's not as if they need to give permission.
Besides, who would think of attacking you in a simple funeral? They won't think you would have the heart to pay attention to those who worked for your family.
Still, you feel bad about the loved ones they left. They could have a daughter like you.
They protected your mom, they've done their duty, and you're sure if your mother is only conscious and well right now, she would've done the same or maybe more.
Taehyung let out a loud sigh, "I'll come with you,"
The man quite knows your stubbornness. He witnessed it first-hand and your loaded gaze somewhere which signals that you're deep in your thoughts made him agree to have it your way, but under his watch.
#
You glanced at your car through Taehyung's side mirror. Turning back your attention to the man beside you, you wonder why you're letting him have his way. Based on your interactions, it's as if you embraced the idea of him being your husband. So far, he's been reliable and respectful of your own space. That's what you thought of him. And the night you spent together.
You cleared your throat at the inappropriate images that flashed your mind. Digging your nails to your palm, you reprimanded yourself.
The silence was cut off when a phone call went through his dashboard.
Lana calling...
Taehyung declined the call right away only for it to pop up again. He seemed irritated this time.
"It might be important," you muttered. He didn't reply and just dropped it, giving you a cold shoulder.
The phone dinged. You unintentionally gazed on his phone between the two of you because of the noise.
Call me. I miss you.
You then immediately turned your attention to the passing streetlights. You felt guilty that you've seen something you shouldn't have. At the same time, there's an underlying feeling that started to simmer within you.
The whole car ride was spent in silence until you reached your family's mansion.
Taehyung waited downstairs as you changed into something more appropriate for a funeral. Frankly, he could have just met you at the memorial but he insisted on going with you all the way back to your house. That's why you offered to ride with him while your driver and bodyguard followed behind. It was out of courtesy, which he didn't decline.
After changing your clothes, you went down right away, not bothering to check your appearance. However, as you trailed down the stairs, Taehyung was nowhere to be seen.
When a staff member passed by, you asked about the man you came home with. She then led you to your father's study.
The doors were closed and only faint mutters of two men in conversation can only be heard. It piqued your curiosity so instead of barging in like you did before, you slowly walked close to the door.
"... so I'm not marrying her," you heard him say, his voice dark and cold. The pain that wretched your heart upon hearing those words shocked you. Your eyes welled up inevitably despite willing yourself to control your dam of emotions.
A dead silence followed his statement.
You should have been thankful of him giving up on you. And by him talking to your father directly like this, the old man might even consider cancelling the marriage you dreaded. You should be grateful, but all the more, Taehyung's sudden change of mind on the matter confused you.
You wondered if there's something wrong with you. Did you do anything that turned him off during the time you spent together in his family's cabin?
Does he have someone else?
That thought fired up jealousy you did not think you could harbor.
"I can make her change her mind, Taehyung. Just let her warm up to you more. That would help," your father sternly told him. Your brows knitted in further confusion.
"She thinks she will be marrying me for the wrong reason. Y/n's not ready."
Your tongue tastes vile in his reasoning. He even had the guts to use you as an excuse. If you only know, it might have been because of your family losing control of your company due to your mom's condition. He might think that being married to you will only be an unnecessary responsibility when he can take over by himself. Maybe he's using this opportunity to run off and be with his lover.
Lana
The name flashed in your memory.
You felt bitter. No one dared to reject you in your years of existence. If not, you were the one who used to run away from men who expressed their interest in you.
How dare he?
Before you knew it, pride took over your being as you carefully opened the door.
With a smirk on your face, you asked Taehyung, "Who says I'm not ready?"
"Tae?" you said in a sweet voice. You feigned your innocence and soft demeanor, but only vile venom coursed through your system. No one rejects you. No one will take over the empire your mother built alongside with your father. You will secure your power. You will make sure everything will fall into its place.
#
Two nights after, he fetched you from your house to have your first public date. He booked a table in a grand hotel downtown for the whole thing and told you beforehand to dress casually. So for this night, you opted for a white broderie long sleeve minidress.
"We just have to put up a show, right?" Taehyung asked, his tone bored, while cruising down the road. You nodded, then you realized his eyes are on the winding road, he can't see you. "Yeah," you muttered.
The white outfit is ironically in contrast with his. He's in a black suit, looking elegantly casual. Thanks to the turtleneck sweater. This guy has some good fashion sense, you noted. With his perfectly parted hair, he looked exquisite.
You didn't dare to ask him why he thought of backing out from your marriage. He didn't care to ask for a reason on your sudden change of mind.
"We can continue with the prior arrangement. Let's get married," you followed through after sweetly calling his name that night. The statement sounded like a challenge as it rolled off your tongue.
Taehyung just gazed deep into your eyes. His face was void of any emotion. In a flicker, you saw his jaw tensed in irritation. He glanced down the floor before a faint smirk appeared on his face.
"If that's what you want then."
You were taken aback at his acceptance. You expected him to protest, but he surprisingly went on. Taehyung turned to you father then gave the man a curt bow.
"It's getting late. Y/n and I should go so we can come back as soon as possible," he said to your dad. "Have a good night, sir."
The old man slowly nodded, "Take care of her."
"I will."
You never dreamed of being a slave to this powerplay. You thought you have enough guts to not go down that path, but here you are.
Going back to the present, you threw Taehyung a glance, observing his side profile. The passing lights casted shadows on his face, illuminating his eyes, highlighting the point of his cheekbones down to his nose. Your eyes traced the line of his jaw when he turned away as he navigated the car to a left turn.
You wondered whether you'll learn to love this man. Yet again, you're afraid of him not reciprocating if that happens.
Taehyung handed you a jewelry box when you reached the foot of the hill.
"Wear it," he simply said when you opened the box.
It's a tiffany ring adorned with a diamond stone. The halo setting framed the center diamond, making it look bigger. It's beautiful, but too 'in-your-face' for your liking.
With a sigh, you wore it unceremoniously on your left ring finger. You glanced at his hand that was on the steering wheel, looking for a ring. It was hard to see in the dark but you quite glimpsed a glint of a metal.
You swallowed the bile you felt in your throat. The whole ride was silent after that. Only the smooth running of his car's engine can be heard.
Arriving at the hotel's driveway, you didn't wait for him to open the door. The action earned an irritated look from him. Taehyung gave his car key to the valet attendant before holding your waist, startling you.
He leaned towards your ear and whispered, "This better not look like our first date,"
"Alright?" he asked through his teeth.
From an outsider's perspective the picture looks sweet, but if they can only hear the threat in his voice...
You noticed few people were staring, recognizing the both of you. Feigning a smile, you touched his arm. Despite the high heels you're wearing, he still stood taller that you needed to look up.
"Of course, Tae," you said to him, your voice dripping like honey. He replied with a half-smile before leading you inside.
The two of you graced the foyer like a power couple. Curious glances were thrown and few whispers flew around. All the while, Taehyung didn't care and just walked straight.
You smirked to yourself when the receptionist led you to the middle table in the restaurant. The stage for tonight. However, the table is set for four.
Taehyung pulled you a chair then sat beside you.
"Are we expecting somebody else?" you asked him.
"My friends will join us. I haven't seen them since I arrived home and they're insisting to meet you. I didn't notice your dress is too short," he said all the while scrutinizing you. You glanced down but you were fine with it. So, you shrugged him off. You're more bothered that he invited his friends over on your date. Not that you want to be left alone with him.
Taehyung turned to the waiter who stood by your side. Putting an arm at the small of your back and casually placing one hand over your lap, he ordered the waiter to come back later once the others had arrived.
His closeness made it hard for you to breathe. You muttered silently, "Don't you think you're touching too much?"
He smirked at your question. "I touched more than this, princess. Want a reminder?"
The boldness in his voice made you blush.
"Don't look. A board director of yours is here," he said in a low voice before fakely fixing a strand of your hair.
His ring band gleamed under the chandelier lights. A simple intricate design carved into the metal.
He looked you in the eyes and said, "I guess that's a good audience, right? One credible person to confirm the news around."
You can't help but chuckle, "You and my mom would make a good publicist," you silently uttered as you placed your left hand on his shoulder, smoothing down the fabric.
"That's fair. I admire your mother for handling your family's image. Works so much in favor of your father, don't you think?"
You smiled bitterly at that. He's right. Your mom's a good homemaker too while maintaining a respectable figure in the business world.
"You should've told me your friends will be coming," you muttered, changing the topic. You're more nervous now that others will witness this whole fiasco at a much closer distance. Then you asked, "Do they know that this is all pretend?"
His jaw tensed as he answered a firm no. "So, you better act whipped for me," he added. Scoffing at his command, you retorted, "I can't be easily whipped, Taehyung."
A low chuckle escaped his mouth. "Right. But you're my wife, so..."
You glared him down. You're not yet his wife.
He just raised a brow at you before staring back. His eyes piercing through. He's too close like this. You're already blushing at the distance, but you didn't want to back down.
"Kim Taehyung!"
Turning to the sound of the voice, two men were making their way to your table. One of them is familiar. You didn't know Taehyung is friends with Park Jimin, a famous celebrity. After side-hugging Taehyung, he offered you his hand.
"Y/n, nice to see you again," his voice teasing. You reciprocated him with a friendly chuckle and acknowledged him, "Park Jimin, it's been a long time."
"I hope your mother gets well soon," he told you with a gentle smile. It tugged warmth in your heart, the guy is charming as always. "Thank you," you replied.
Taehyung watched the friendly exchange with a careful gaze. You turned to him lovingly, starting your act for the night, "We see each other in some function events. You haven't told me you're friends with him, Tae."
His other friend then stepped forward. He has an ebony hair, his doe eyes crinkled as he smiled at you, "I'm Jeon Jungkook, it's nice to meet you, Ms. Y/n."
You shook his hand and repeated his name for you to remember, "Pleasure's mine."
The dinner looks pleasant. Although you were uncomfortable with the lies that have been spewing out of your mouth. You let Taehyung take care of you though you can very much well slice your own steak. It was a challenge not to roll your eyes out of absurdity.
"When's your wedding, Y/n?" Jimin asked in the middle of the meal.
You were caught in surprise. You haven't talked about it yet, you just handed the task to your secretary yesterday.
"The soonest," Taehyung chirped in.
Jungkook's eyes widened a fraction while Jimin just grinned at Taehyung's answer. The younger then asked, "Before the elections?"
That subject was an open secret that no one talks about. Instead, you replied, "Soon as we settle things, we'll send out invitations."
"So, you started preparations already. It's sad that you'll go through this alone, given your mother's condition," Jimin stated. You sent him a reassuring smile.
"It will be fine. I have people to do stuff for me," you told them.
"As long as we'll get married. I'm pretty chill with the details," you added. For it is true. If you could skip the wedding ceremony, you would. Those moments are reserved for a true special someone, but the situation is different for a woman like you.
You thought you should give your secretary a raise. The morning you asked him to contact a wedding planner, he gladly accepted the task. He knows your taste so you let him fix most of the things.
You did not even ask Taehyung for opinion since he left the details to your care. He only had one condition: the soonest, the better. You remember him telling you when he was driving back to your house that night. That night when you started this million dollar show.
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I’m back to work tomorrow so i’ve started mentally preparing, and looking ahead with more intention. I’ve really enjoyed this holiday! Mentally i do feel recharged, and like i’ve used this time wisely in terms of building habits etc. I’ve spent the last couple of days starting to look ahead with intention, and think about what i want.
Our first semester is still online, so the first 6 months (at least) will be very similar to last year. I feel like i’m going to come into this semester with an understanding of how the year will play out, unlike last year when there was no chance to take a breath! I know the systems i need in place to make the library function at its best, and i’ve had time to think through some proposals for improvement. E.g. i’d really like to open the library to students one day a week with conditions like mandated masks and a time limit on visits. I have no authority over whether we could do that, but i’d like to suggest it/have the discussion!
Now that i have a year’s experience of working from home/all our classes being online, i’m not really interested in setting a bunch of work goals. I think our circumstances fluctuate too easily, and the reality is that i’ll do whatever i need to do to make sure things get done. I don’t wanna say ‘i’m setting a hard line of no evening/weekend work’ because honestly, i might need to! There are parts of this that are out of my control, for example if a lecturer’s powerpoint slides need to be made available before class starts on a Monday, but they don’t finish them until Saturday afternoon, i simply can’t control that. No matter the parameters/timelines we put in place last year, it didn’t work, so i might need to spend a Saturday evening preparing content for Monday. Who knows! It can’t be helped! Last year i spent a lot of time balancing out my work hours and taking time off when i believed i needed to, even if it was technically during my scheduled work hours, so i can do that again. Whatever! This is a weird time, things aren’t going to be neat and tidy and i have accepted that reality!
One work-related goal i would like to make is going for lunch time walks to break up my day. I did that sporadically last year, weather permitting, and it was so so good for me. I was able to go get some movement after sititng at my desk for a couple of hours, and i also came back mentally refreshed for the last few hours. So that’s my one goal!
I set a Goodreads goal of reading 12 books this year. I’d like it to be more but let’s just start small LOL. I read like one book last year rip, and maybe like 3 or 4 fics, like i just did not read last year bc i didn’t have any mental energy to spare. And i have no regrets, any practices that felt through last year, i am a-ok with bc god weren’t we all dealing with enough! But i don’t want to go another year like that, so we’re getting a goal! I’ve already read a couple of fics this month and i’m halfway through a book, so its going well \o/
I’ve managed to write every day for the past week :) Just a few hundred words a day, which is great! I’ve been writing on paper, and i think i am going to continue doing that. I realised last year that my recreational time was really disrupted by the fact that my personal laptop had become a work laptop, so whenever i sat down to do something recreational, i felt like i couldn’t focus/summon the creativity/break my mindset. That’s going to continue for at least 6 more months, so i’d like to keep as much of my recreational activities separate from my laptop as i can. I’m going to keep writing on paper and i’ll probably spent more time on tumblr/reading fic on my phone. I think that’ll help.
The Big thing this year is that we need to move. My brother and i really want to move bc we’re sick to death of our house lol, and my grandparents really need to move bc a) their house is so painfully impractically for 2 seniors, and b) my mum has become a part time carer for them, and it would really help her to have a commute shorter than 20 minutes between her place and theirs. So we’re trying to find a house where my brother and i, and our grandparents, can live in a house together closer to town. We’ve already been working at this for a few months so really we’re poised to move as soon as we can. Could be in a month, could be in 4, who knows, all depends on when we can find a place!
#i am really dreading opening my inbox tomorrow morning sdjkdfjkgkj absolutely terrified of the chaos i am going to discover#there were a few things that SHOULD have been done before christmas but due to factors outside my control#(other ppl not finishing their parts so i could finish mine!)#they were NOT done#i wanted to get them done pre christmas bc they would be due at the start of january#so they're now overdue and students are probably freaking out :)#oh well! can't be helped!#that's gonna be my 2021 philosophy#nothing we can do about it now!#LOL#i think i spent too much time last year stressing that other people weren't doing their part#no more!#this year if i can't complete something bc someone else hasn't done their part#[harry voice] its not on me sister#happy 2021 lol#tp
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What Dating Jisoo Would Be Like: Cute Pink Edition (F)
Once upon a time, two weirdos met & fell in love.
The end.
No, but really, that’s the story of how you met.
She was out and about doing some shopping with an adorably sleepy Jennie in tow and happened to pop into a cute little kitschy shop.
Surprise, surprise! She immediately loved everything she saw.
And I do mean everything.
She made the weirdest yet cutest little squeaks, squeals, and “squee’s” at all the little chackis and cards and things.
Jennie was used to it and, like a good friend (unlike a certain somebody, but we’ll get to that), actually encouraged her to keep cooing by pointing out things to her.
You were an aisle over, making the same exact noises.
Your friend, who loves you dearly but hated shopping with you because you make these noises EVERY. SINGLE. TIME, elbowed you because she thought you were being too loud.
Of course, that made you yelp in surprise and you jerked back away from your clearly psychotic friend as you clutched your side but oH NO—
You accidentally collided bumped into someone behind you.
You spun around, ten thousand exclamations of “I AM SO SORRY!!!!!” ready to fly out of your mouth when your eyes landed on her.
Breathing?
What’s that?
Composure?
You don’t know her.
Sanity?
Never knew that, never experienced that—
All you knew was she was easily the C U T E S T thing you had EVER seen!!!!
And wouldn’t you know it...
She felt the exact same way.
Her doe eyes blinked once, twice, thrice as her brain slowly began to function again and then her heart-shaped lips stretched wide into a dazzling grin.
And then, the angel spoke to you—
“You’re really cute!”
[[intense gay panic]]
SHE JUST CALLED YOU CUTE!!!!!!!!
REALLY CUTE!!!!!!!!!!!
AKSDKWOAJFKELKALQIPCZKEY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Thankfully, your friend still had fully functional braincells and had the brilliant idea to elbow you AYE-GAIN.
This time, though, it was softer (it still hurt tho) and it kickstarted your own brain cells into working.
You meant to stammer out a “thank you,” you really did.
But that’s not what came out of your lips.
Oh, no.
“Not as cute you,” you boldly returned.
Color you, your friend, Jennie, and Jisoo SHOOK!!!
But shout out to you and that strange bolt of confidence because it landed you an invitation to join her shopping for the rest of the day.
Of course you accepted.
And by the way Jennie and your friend were making eyes at each other, you knew it was gonna be a lovely day.
And it absolutely was.
So lovely in fact that y’all explored every. single. stall. in the marketplace.
By the end of it, you had a pretty decent dent in your account (oops) but her number and the promise to go out again soon.
Really soon.
Like the next afternoon.
And the morning after that.
And the night after that.
And the entire day following that.
And so on and so forth until you were even granted an ID badge that allowed you entry to YG.
The first ever of its kind and all because dear sweet, precious, quirky, all-around adorable Kim Jisoo raised 17 hells day in & day out until the CEO caved just to get her to cease her well-structured & highly thorough powerpoint presentations about the boosting of talent morale if they were allowed more time to see their loved ones and how the company’s financial margins would thus increase since happy talent means more productive talent and what company didn’t want more money, hmmm??????????
An intellectual, truly.
Which was one of the many reasons you loved her so much.
Said list includes:
The way her eyes curve when she smiles
The way she huffs in frustration
The way her hair looks like the most luxurious birds nest when she first wakes up
The way she pouts when Rosé won’t share her snacks
The fact she hid a banana in a shirt on live broadcast
The one time she laughed so hard that some of her smoothie squirted out of her nose
The fact she laughed even harder at that
The way she always seems to know exactly what’s going on with everyone in her life even when she barely has time to focus on herself
The way she never ever takes herself too seriously despite the stresses of her life
The dedication and commitment she has to seeing you EVERY. SINGLE. DAY, whether in person or over face time or through snapchat (most days, it’s a combo of all three)
She’s just such a sweetheart and to think you were blessed enough to be the person she decided to give her heart to
Amazing.
Truly.
So you better cherish her as dearly as she does you, cuz if not....
Well...let’s just say, the girls have many connections, none of which they are afraid to use....and they’ll make your life a living a hell....
But you shouldn’t worry!
Cuz they adore you as much as they do Jisoo because they see just how perfectly matched you two are~
And they would never wanna use said connections cuz it’d mean that true love is actually dead
But you know something?
They don’t even have to worry cuz as long as there are stars in the sky, your heart will only beat for Kim Jisoo
And she feels the exact same way about you.
With the very valid exception of her precious son Dalgom
But you two tie for first in her heart so the statement still kinda stands
Now please
Stop ignoring your girlfriend so she can stop shushing me so y’all can finish watching the latest installment of that hella obscure show on Netflix that is so terrible, it’s amazing
Her death glare is INTENSE okay so yes i’mma little scared rn, I mean look at her!!!
—Admin Lily
#blackpink#blackpink jisoo#blackpink imagines#blackpink kim jisoo#blackpink jisoo imagine#bp jisoo#admin lily
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Episode 3: “UGH just rename Luxor to Loser” - Xavier
Well... that takes care of the Timmy problem... Love Timmy... Just didn’t know how our dynamic would be cus he was runner-up to the last survivor game I played which I won. Hm... Well...
That went well. There's nothing like a live video tribal to get people together. and stephen didn't react too badly. but i know now he won't work with me moving forward
I’m sorry I’m terrible at confessionals... So things are going well, I think we have a decent tribe but it is too soon to tell. I’m not a huge fan of creative challenges, at least from my previous game, I guess we will see how that goes. Most of the guys seem nice, still trying to feel everyone out.`
A 4-2 vote off is interesting. Someone is on the bottom for sure. Also, this next challenge is a creative challenge and when I do these solo I usually do really well. Hopefully I can channel that energy into a win for us here because two tribes are going to tribal. We’ll be down to 17 after this, so I’m not sure if we’d go into a tribe swap yet? Maybe 2 tribes of 8 with one person sitting out?
Oh hot dang, two tribes are going to tribal next time. Probably going to be us :( now it is time to make alliance chats!
....five seconds later
I suspect that after this double vote out that there will be a tribe swap. I hope I end up with Mo and Jaiden at least.
https://drive.google.com/file/d/17NPxKO_TKgqjNqsaWlbmlL0jgU36Aygi/view?usp=drivesdk
I really like this challenge. I feel confident about it but at the same time nervous that 2 tribes will be going to tribal. I really hope my tribe wins this one since I still don't know how the tribe feels about me. Wish me luck guys!
My tribe is not going to win this immunity challenge. Our nightclub is due just hours away and we have little nothing done. I am going to have to scramble soon.....I did nothing to help my tribe with the challenge, so if it is me that goes, I would understand
....five seconds later
Honestly, I want to keep Jaiden and Mo around because I feel closer with them than anyone else. I want to keep Kailyn around because she seems to make time for challenges. Everyone else I am okay with going home, Ben hasn't really done anything soooooo maybe him? Oof
If we lose, then it's 2/3rds my fault and 1/3 Stephen. We better not be on the chopping block if we do lose. This is a two person Tribe as of now. Bobby Jon and Stephenie.
...five seconds later
UGH just rename Luxor to Loser
Second we lose Ben finally responded to my pm’s..... hm..... alright....
Y’all rlly won with a PowerPoint SKDJDJSKLALALL
Some of these guys have an excuse for not giving input into the challenge. Some do not. If I go home because some americans could be bothered doing some base level discussion, ill be annoyed. If I go home because a tribe threw a challenge because they thought id be an easy vote, ill be pissed.
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All that hard work that went into this challenge really paid off! We scored the best and don’t have to attend tribal!! Which is absolutely exciting! Andrew told me he wanted to work together which is rad. Livingston and I want to work together which is radder. And Joey and i want to work together which is raddest. I haven’t spoken too much with Jeff lately even though we talked quite a bit early on. Pat and I speak occasionally. Stephanie and I didn’t really speak at all until recently but we’ve gotten into a good groove the last few days. I’m feeling pretty good about this game so far. I hope there’s no tribal swap or anything right away.
So when I get my chip total I'm gonna update Keegan. He is currently at a soap making class but I want him to know I am serious about working with him in this game and I think this is a good gesture. - keegan has let me know he has 4 chips and is willing to pool them over to me when we have enough so that we can unlock the store. I let him know I am okay with doing the same thing to him, whichever. But yes this is looking HOT for me. - "what's in the store?" | all i can really assume is advantages. we need 10 chips to unlock it. This is very similar to the Unnamed Season but the betting cap gives us more control. At this point, I don't think anyone can mathematically unlock without pooling chips. Keegan and I just need 1 more chip between us. Let's just hope we aren't separated by a swap or some shit. I am hoping for a bit more time on this amazing tribe to get that set up so I have a good idea of what the store holds.
Some of these guys have an excuse for not giving input into the challenge. Some do not. If I go home because some americans could be bothered doing some base level discussion, ill be annoyed. If I go home because a tribe threw a challenge because they thought id be an easy vote, ill be pissed.
We lost again!?!?!?!?!??! I am so surprised? Nah I'm kidding, but I don't care. I don't blame our team for losing because 3/5 of us were panicking because our president could be a cheetoh. I'm voting Stephen tonight, I hope the others follow suit. It SHOULD be simple, but 9 hours is a long time for Survivor; and if he knows it's him then might run around and create some chaos - which would be funny.
Rachael (love her she’s probably who I’m closest with along with DeNara and Kailyn) is not being subtle about the fact that she either has a pre-existing friendship with Ben or is currently aligned with Ben. Because Ben, from my knowledge has not been social with anyone, nor has he been super active and in our alliance chat with Kailyn, Rachael seems uncomfortable with the fact that Ben is said to be the vote and is saying she would prefer someone else to go. But like c’mon you can’t deny he hasn’t been social, and even if I had a friendship with somebody before a game, if they aren’t active I’m voting them out. Also I lied to my tribe a couple times this round because I’m lazy.
UGH. We LOST the challenge!!! And it wasn't even close *grumbles angrily* But it's okay. I'm gonna have to work my pussy out to this entire tribe to make them keep me around! I feel pretty good about this, I believe the target is leaning towards Ben but we'll have to wait and see. I don't think it's possible rn but I'm hoping for a swap soon so I can feel a little more re-energized in this game because my tribe has been super quiet lately... I think people will try to move the vote around so I'm going to use my current lack of employment as an opportunity to make myself stay alive on this tribe lmao
These guys are being super boring and either Jake is dumber than i thought, or shadier than i gave him credit for. Xavier might be trying to play me but regardless its doubtful ill stay. John seems to have the most chance of winning out of these four as hes not overplaying. Kevin hasnt spoken to me since the colin vote and it pisses me off that I might be going home after being one of two people that worked on the challenge when kevin was taken off the chopping block immediately for playing jeopardy. i hate this tribe.
....five seconds later
Johns out, Jake too by the sound of it. Time for plan B, which never works but might as well try. Fake idol time.
Oof well the uhh, “obvious friend group” has picked their target and it just so happens to be the only person I’ve made an actual alliance with :/ Poor DeNara. I really didn’t want to have to vote her off this early if I didn’t have to and then the worst part is she didn’t even hear it from me. Nobody is even mentioning game right now and Rachael is acting legitimately surprised to me when I came to her saying “okay this is an easier vote than I thought”.. even tho Ben claimed he had already talked to her..?? Idk man I must’ve done something wrong along the way but these people LEGITIMATELY don’t talk to me. My instant reaction is leaning towards being bitter but bitterness doesn’t really get me anywhere :/ I feel kinda.. out of it rn emotionally just because of everything else I have going on so if I seem more reserved tonight at tribal than usual, that’s why. I just hope that I’m not still stuck on that damn mountain rolling my dumbass rock back up only to get knocked back down again. I’m remaining optimistic for the future.. let’s keep winning some challenges mmkay
Okay good news, I shouldn't be leaving. But that being said DeNara, you have goT TO PULL. YOURSELF. TOGETHER. She's packing her bags and from my knowledge she's going to be fine tonight. Hopefully it'll be Ben who's going but DeNara giving up like this isn't helPING.
....five seconds later
Also I am in two alliances which is cool I guess.
Oops....... and now I'm controlling this vote I think :) It feels good. I don't know what my plan is !! I'm lying to everyone. I basically put myself in a position to be the 4th person in both votes and I love it so much. I keep telling ppl I'm an emotional mess and I think I'll milk that because SOMEONE is going to get betrayed tonight... love that for me. Rachael, Nik, and Ben want to vote out DeNara Mo, Kailyn, and DeNara want to vote out Ben And tbh I would prefer Rachael or Nik!! Since neither of those things are happening I guess it's up to me to decide which way I wanna swing... I hate/love myself for this. I think there are good cases for both people to leave, because I think that getting rid of DeNara strengthens bonds I never had with Rachael and co. while getting rid of Ben just makes me their enemy. Honestly I am starting to lean towards getting rid of DeNara for that sole purpose alone. It'll be messy for sure. Ben provides NOTHING to the game right now and I hate the fact that he announced in his intro that he's just here to backstab people... but villains don't win unless they're sitting next to another villain. He's the goat to me and Rachael right now, but pretty homos like me always win xx I might regret this decision down the road but HOPEFULLY whichever side I take will pay me back in protection down the line. I think I have the charm to smooth shit over w Kailyn and Mo but its up for determination. I think that I have the finesse to beat Rachael in a vote, too, but I don't want to put her back up against the wall just yet..... ;) Anyways... I hope this isn't my last confessional. I wasn't having fun until I found my place. Let's get it on.
It is me or Ben tonight. Guess we will find out who...
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iwaoi fic recs
it’s occurred to me that i read a lot but i don’t read many actual books so. here we go:
posted: 31/08/19
updated: 20/09/19
– new phone who dis - meruemsthighs • completed • 57,747 • teen
Oikawa texts the wrong number when complaining about Ushijima, and then keeps texting Iwaizumi.
– read it and weep - unknown • completed • 14,075 • teen
Iwaizumi Hajime writes an abrasive critique of golden boy Oikawa Tooru's terrible self-help book. What happens afterwards is a testament to how horrible Iwaizumi's luck really is.
– drawn to you - SportsAnimeRuinedMyLife • completed • 16,248 • teen
Iwaizumi is a shoujo manga author, Oikawa definitely isn’t stalking him and Hanamaki and Matsuwaka manage to make falling in love look easy.
aka. the GSNK crossover that no one asked for
– let me count the ways - whiitemists • completed • 4,162 • general
“iwa-chan, how much do you love me?” “more than i can count on all of my fingers and toes.” “you wanna use mine?”
– dyspnea/arrhythmia - carafin • completed • 10,812 • teen
In which Iwaizumi Hajime is a junior doctor suffering through his medical rotation, and Dr. Oikawa Tooru is his insufferable mentor. Medical AU.
‘I heard your internal medicine rotation’s going to be at Miyagi Central Hospital,' Suga says, turning to Iwaizumi. 'Who’s your mentor gonna be?’
‘Dr. Oikawa Tooru,’ Iwaizumi replies, and barely has time to yank his body back as Suga chokes on and almost sprays out a mouthful of alcohol.
‘What is it,’ Iwaizumi says, feeling a little unnerved.
In response, Suga simply drags a pitcher of alcohol from across the table, and starts to tip more beer into Iwaizumi’s glass. ‘You’re going to need this,’ Suga says.
– Coffee King - oiivkawa • completed • 187,790 • explicit
“I’m in love,” Oikawa declared, succumbing to the warm embrace of his arms once more, burying his head deep within the confines.
“You’re dating someone? Oh shit, I didn’t know that,” Kuroo whistled.
“I wish,” Oikawa responded with a sigh, memory flashing back to the handsome stranger and his green eyes, warm complexion, and those arms –
“Oh, so it’s that kind of love. Alright, hit me. What’s his name?” Oikawa’s face twisted down in an offended glare. “You don’t know his name?” Kuroo asked carefully, lips teetering on the edge of a smile.
“Not yet, but I will. Mark my words, the next time he comes in here I’m going to get his name and his number,” Oikawa announced firmly.
“That is, if he comes back. You know, this could have been a one time thing,” Bokuto reminded unhelpfully.
“I take back what I said earlier. I’m firing you,” Oikawa deadpanned.
– 21 Again - project_ecto • completed • 72,237 • mature
Oikawa, setter of the national volleyball team, and Iwaizumi, a university teacher, are going through a divorce that the latter initiated. An unwise Oikawa thinks the only way to save their marriage is to stall the divorce, until he meets a mysterious stranger who transforms him into his 21-year-old self. So he becomes what most 21-year-olds are: a university student. One that enrolls specifically in Iwaizumi’s school.
Oikawa then embarks on a mission to find out where it all went wrong but as he interacts with 31-year-old Iwaizumi in his 21-year-old self, Oikawa discovers a few things that changes his course. Loosely based on 17 Again.
– Arrest me Officer - leurauxe • completed • 122,275 • general (although i probably wouldn't call it that)
‘Perhaps getting mugged at two in the morning isn’t such a bad idea’ Oikawa thinks as he eyes the world’s hottest policeman settled in the seat across from him.
In which Oikawa is a news reporter head over heels for a commanding police officer.
– Dinner and a Movie - rikke • completed • 11,010 • teen
As a good vice captain, Iwaizumi would do a lot for his volleyball club's success and general welfare, including, apparently, fake dating Oikawa.
– Shiver - Yuu_chi • completed • 16,703 • teen
Oikawa was always the brave one. Hajime just followed two paces behind.
– florals for spring? groundbreaking. - MissMairan • completed • 24,373 • teen
Tooru considers himself a good person. An amazing one, really. He's raised his son after being quite rudely left by the mother, and Shouyou's turned out pretty alright, if someone asked him. So, when Shouyou's principal calls, saying his son had gotten in trouble for fighting, Tooru does what any self-respecting, fashion-designing-father would do. He agrees with his son: that shirt really is ugly.
– you’re looking like you fell in love tonight - anyadisee • completed • 34,930 • teen
“So, let me see if I understood this correctly,” Hajime says, slow and careful like he’s still waiting for some kind of punchline. “You want me to help Oikawa Tooru, a guy I barely know, because your boyfriend owes him a favor?”
“And you owe me a favor,” Hanamaki adds helpfully.
“That doesn’t even make any sense!”
“Sure it does.” Hanamaki’s smile widens. “Issei and I are practically the same person by now, anyway, so whatever favor you owe me, you also owe him. And by repaying me, you are repaying him, and in turn he is repaying Oikawa. Think of it as, like, the transitive property of equality. A equals B equals C. A equals C.”
“I know what the transitive property of equality is,” Hajime snaps.
[in which iwaizumi pretends to be oikawa's boyfriend.]
– I Followed Fires - EclecticInkling • completed • 66,742 • teen
“When the time comes, it will take you to safety. Just look towards the east,” his mother had said. He hoped she was right. He needed all the safety and help he could get if he was going to win back his throne.
– Phone Home - ghostystarr • completed • 6,553 • general
Oikawa Tooru is currently orbiting Earth at 445 kilometers per minute, but falling in love with the voice in his ear makes it feel so much slower than that. AU Iwaoi.
– the river runs - tothemoon • completed • 11,919 • teen
At the start of the new year, and one whole year since their breakup, Oikawa Tooru starts a list of daily reminders, tips, and tricks called HOW TO FORGET ABOUT IWAIZUMI HAJIME, and he’s determined to make it stick.
—
This is a firsthand account of how to deal (and rather spectacularly, at that).
– all the words of time and space - kagshina • completed • 46,712 • teen
greys_alien: you should change your username to “addicted2bugs” greys_alien: yours is boring greys_alien: i can’t be friends with someone boring
Half an hour later, he gets a message from addicted2bugs.
Or, Tooru needs a friend, Hajime just so happens to be on a chat site at the right time, and neither of them can predict what's to follow.
– When You Wish Upon a Star - emerald1963 • completed • 31,975 • teen
Hajime has no idea how this situation is even possible, but he’s one hundred percent certain that it’s all Oikawa’s fault.
Oikawa blames the aliens.
The Iwaoi body swap fic that this fandom needs, if not the one it deserves.
– to be first, to be best - kittebasu • completed • 26,404 • teen
Hajime is apparently something of a masochist, and as he stares down at the tie-dyed AREA51 T-shirt in his hands, he thinks “I’m totally in love with this asshole, aren't I?”
– Tokyo Boy - Verbrennung • completed • 16,655 • explicit
“Oh no, Tooru-” but thankfully Makki doesn’t say anything other than that. They reach for their drinks in sync, and Tooru tips his glass to his oncoming emotional apocalypse in one last sardonic acknowledgement of his terrible life before they both take a long pull of their drinks because oh yes, he’s fucked. He has feelings for Iwaizumi Hajime, who probably has casual lovers just like him in every major city he visits on business. Oikawa is just his Tokyo Boy, just another pit-stop on Iwaizumi’s travels. ~ A story about longing, and how not even 5,487 miles, a sixteen-hour time difference, or a 'casual' label can stop a stubborn heart (or two?) from falling in love.
– page 305 of 304 - izayas • ongoing • 45,435 • teen
“…she called you ‘papa’,” iwaizumi managed.
oikawa just stared for a moment longer before relaxing in a smile. “yeah. cute, right? but you can call me ‘daddy’ if you want.”
– Like One of Your French Girls - jibrailis •. completed • 4,054 • explicit
"I, Oikawa Tooru, captain of the Aobajousai volleyball team and all-around specimen of charm and talent, am completely and 100% a virgin."
– Superhero-sized Heart - manamune • completed • 4,508 • general
Iwaizumi loathes the day he has to tell the story of how he met Oikawa, because then he's going to have to explain why he suddenly grabbed him by his collar with a crying four-year old boy trailing behind him while dressed as Batman on the hottest day of the year.
– Six-Month Lover - afuzzyowl • completed • 89,000 • explicit
Iwaizumi barks out a laugh. “I’m still trying to get over the fact that you made a PowerPoint presentation about why we should date.”
Oikawa doesn’t tell him the file has existed for the last twelve years, constantly receives updates, and that the original copy contained almost a hundred slides before he forced himself to get a grip.
Moments in Oikawa’s journey to win over his best friend’s love: the sad, the happy, and everything in between.
– The 5 Times Oikawa Woke Iwaizumi Up - CheekyBrunette • completed • 7,186 • general
... And the one time Iwaizumi woke Oikawa up instead.
– In April - hiuythn • completed • 28,782 • teen
Tooru dates people and it takes Hajime a while to figure out why he hates it. Like six years.
– Because You’re My Home in Human Form - noelre • completed • 2,257 • teen
The thing is, the Oikawa Tooru he knows is vulnerable on Sunday evenings. Fragile. Insecure. Not at all like the peacock prancing in broad daylight spreading its flashy wings. It’s this Oikawa Tooru he’s willing to wrap his arms around and keep him safe from all harm the world tries to throw at him.
– yellow white red (camellia/gardenia) - unknown • completed • 9,012 • teen
An impressively annoying young man starts frequenting Hajime's flower shop. It goes downhill from there.
– in defense of our overgrown garden - carafin • completed • 2,595 • general
From: Ushijima Wakatoshi To: Oikawa Tooru
Dear neighbour,
Congratulations on moving into this neighbourhood with Iwaizumi. I hope you will enjoy your stay here, and I apologise for not being able to greet you in person, as I am a very busy man.
As you might have noticed, I have also placed a pot of flowers next to your doorstep as a housewarming gift. It is a rue plant, traditionally meant to symbolise ‘regret’. I have expended great effort to procure this plant for you, as this is not a common flower you can find in your neighbourhood florist. The symbolism is entirely intentional.
I look forward to seeing you (and your boyfriend) around.
Sincerely, Ushijima Wakatoshi
– Only Fools Fall - oseltamivir_phosphate • completed • 126,760 • mature
Oikawa had always wanted to be an alpha like Iwaizumi. He hated being a beta – the lesser status, but not entirely the least. That was until he experienced his first heat during his second year in university, and he wonders if it's too late to turn back into a beta.
– How Icarus fell in Love with the Sun - tsukkkiii • ongoing • 44,669 • mature
Oikawa has to find a fiance within a week or he has to leave Japan and thus his successful career and his friends. Obviously the best idea is to knock on his new neighbor's door at 11 pm and ask, "Will you marry me?"
Kind of a The Proposal AU. (Plot different)
(presumably discontinued, it was last updated in 2016 lol)
– i want you, i hope you’ll come to me - unknown • completed • 15,638 • teen
oikawa tooru has never received a love letter, but he's written five of them
– here’s to taking what you came for - Frenchibi • completed • 3,294 • general
“So - isn’t it obvious?” Oikawa spins around to face Iwaizumi, gesturing to the poster. “To solve our financial crisis - we pretend we’re dating!”
Iwaizumi stares at him for a full five seconds - before he throws back his head and laughs.
– electric feel - falchion • completed • 59,018 • mature
“Hey there,” Iwaizumi said, giving Oikawa a wry smile. “I’m your new god.”
There were two things Oikawa could tell about this man at a glance. One, that this ‘Iwaizumi’ guy was an asshole, and that two, he wasn’t going to hide that fact. Feeling himself grow hot at the condescending tone this man was taking with him, Oikawa shot him a steely look before lowering himself into a half-assed bow. “I’m Oikawa Tooru, I’m looking forward to working together with you.”
Not.
--
IwaOi model!AU, in which Oikawa is a model and Iwaizumi is his overbearing manager.
– Conquering the Great King - SuggestiveScribe • completed • 105,691 • explicit
Iwaizumi blinked his gaze over to Oikawa, "Last time was supposed to be a one time thing," he said, voice low, lacking some conviction.
Oikawa's lips twitched into a smirk and he brought them hovering just over Iwaizumi's, "One time thing, Two time thing, what's it matter as long as it's not a Relationship thing?"
– the yellow room - ohhotlamb • completed • 14,260 • teen
“I told you, we broke up like six months ago. We’re not dating anymore.”
Hanamaki eyes him suspiciously. “You live together.”
“Yeah, so?”
“There are pictures of you two kissing stuck to your refrigerator.”
Hajime shrugs. “That wasn’t my idea. Anyways, they’re good pictures. Good lighting.”
– just hear me out - loveclouds • completed • 7,679 • teen
To stimulate Japan's low birthrates and take most of the guesswork out of dating, a beeper system was biologically developed in people's wrists, an audible confirmation to show romantic compatibility.
Iwaizumi's beeper has been going off for Oikawa since they've been kids. Oikawa's has only ever been silent.
– no sleep in the city - loveclouds • completed • 7,344 • teen
Along their journey to find Tokyo's best ramen, Iwaizumi finds himself asked again and again why Oikawa is still single.
– the courtship ritual of the hercules beetle - kittebasu • completed • 66,307 • teen
Tooru is pretty sure he could manage the mating habits of a mosquito. It’s the mating habits of people he can’t seem to get right.
bonus:
– national hot dad alliance is now calling... - dicaeopolis, owlinaminor • completed • 58,210 • general
Sawamura Daichi: What the fuck.
(Or, the captains' squad interactions that definitely happen outside of canon, presented in Skype chat form.)
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First, I hope you get all the support and love you deserve dear. ^^ You are FANTASTIC! Second, I am clinically depressed with high anxiety. How would the six handle someone with those qualities? The fretting and low, days where you want to disappear, worrying that no one really cares it just an act?
Thank you!
I’m writing this based on my experiences and the experiences of those close to me, and i 100% understand those aren’t universal. and my interpretations of the characters are not Law or universal. I just wanna say blanketly, that I hope youre doing alright and that you also get the support and love you deserve and that you are safe. Content warning for suicidal ideation (that feeling where youd rather just not exist without like A Desire to act), anxiety, depression. Under a readmore so please take care of yourself and don’t click if you might be negatively effected by reading about this also its long as hell.
Suicide prevention hotline: 1-800-273-8255Trevor Project: 1-866-488-7386.
Asra:
- His heart literally aches with you
-Brings you tea in bed for days that you cant leave bed either because depression or because anxiety
-Will sit with you for hours just so you’re not alone, even if youre feeling awful.
-Cares 50000% less about the shop than he does about you, and if youre having a bad brain day he will just lock up and sit with you and hold your hand.
-Will encourage you to get out a little if you can, maybe for a nice walk in the woods to collect mushrooms with him because sometimes getting out and doing something helps.
-Is good at finding secluded secret ways to get around bc fuck people.
-He’s bffs with Muriel so hes pretty good with dealing with self loathing and anxiety already.
-Asra i think has a really good response to the “nobody cares and its just an act” because his magic mark will just glow when he puts his hand over your heart and its really hard to argue with “made a deal with the devil to resurrect you” if the argument is “nobody actually cares” and that was 100% his choice and hes not afraid to tell you that.
-Can, will, wants to, just ramble at you at length about how much he loves you and exactly why and will spend hours refuting your arguments which is tiring but maybe helps you feel a little better by the end.
-If things are just So Bad? If you want to disappear? he’ll nap with you just to be close to you and keep you safe.
-Will bring you to his oasis to walk around and help keep you safe if you really just want to disappear and he’ll try to cheer you up there which is admittedly mostly just pointing at tiny weird magic bugs and stars (but at least your body is safe).
-Deep deep down he’s still the person who brought his mom a button when she was sick so he’ll try anything to cheer you up. Faust too.
-He’ll even talk to Julian to see if he knows anything or anything to ease your pain a little.
-Will sit and just Listen to all your pain and be just Present for you.
-He loves you more than life itself and will definitely be receptive to anything you say about things that might help.
Julian-
-Extremely similar hat.
-But goddamnit if you made HIM feel better about being alive and worthy and deserving of love, he is absolutely going to return the favor.
-Anxiety? he knows all the back alleys to avoid people
-Doesn’t mind staying home from the rowdy raven to sit with you if youre too anxious to go.
-If you need a small dark quiet place to be alone and calm down? Hes got just the place (the hole at maz’s and he’ll even come in with you if you want because it makes you smile to see you both try to cram in there)
-Depression or anxiety making food hard? Some of maz’s soup will fix you right up.
-You find him in the middle of the night pouring over medical texts about depression and anxiety, looking for anything to help you at all.
-He’ll sit up with you on nights that you cant sleep because of anxiety or because youre just too sad.
-He’ll definitely lay in bed with you while you cry.
-He found someone who truly and entirely loves him and he will cling to you for dear life, and tell you all the things he loves about you whenever you need or want to hear them.
-He probably is gonna try a leech at least once.
-Brings you to the docks at night because its calm and peaceful and away from everything.
-After his upright end he definitely learned the importance of a support system and isnt afraid to enlist it to help keep you happy and safe.
Nadia-
- Shes extremely concerned that someone who lights up her entire life can be so sad.
-But shes not about to sit back and do Nothing.
-She can and will cancel any event or meeting if it means she can sit in bed with you and hold you while you cry or if her presence with you soothes some of your anxiety.
-She’ll bring you to her contemplation tower if you need a place to just get away from everything thats making you anxious.
-Will also bring you to the magical realms to help keep you safe and help cheer you up.
-Enlists the finest doctors that she can find if you’d like.
-She’ll take long baths with you where you two can just sit in the hot water and you can cry while she strokes your hair.
-If you feel like shes just faking her affections towards you then expect a bit of a surprised scoff followed by a 4 hour powerpoint presentation about every single thing she loves about you and how you make her feel
-You feel like youre not good enough? “I’m the fucking countess and i could have had literally anyone in vesuvia or beyond but i want you”
-Will pick you up and spin you if she sees you smile because shes just so happy to see you happy.
-Horseback riding as a way to help clear your head and escape anxiety is a given.
-Shes really attentive to making sure you stay fed, in fresh clothes, and bathed, even during bad depressive times so that it doesnt pile on to your bad feelings.
Muriel-
-If not same hat then EXTREMELY similar hat
-Lives in the forest so hes all about that avoiding social anxiety life.
-If you ever feel unsafe Inanna can and will lay entirely on top of you.
-Feeding chickens and petting inanna as anxiety relief for both of you.
-He’ll definitely hold you against his chest or with your head in his lap while you cry if you need it.
-Muriel hates seeing you sad, and doesnt always know exactly what to do or say but he’ll make you eggs all the time to make sure youre still eating when youre sad.
-Will remind you that youre like the only person hes ever truly let in to his heart and he doesnt want to lose you.
-Will also remind you that he gave you the myrrh voluntarily because he….wants you to remember him. hes never wanted to be remembered before. he never asked for it back.
- He really empathizes with wanting to disappear but he doesnt want that when hes with you and he wants to work hard to help you feel the same way with him.
-Long quiet walks in the forest together.
-He’ll take you stargazing and tell you all the things he loves about the beauty of the forest and the stars…and you.
-Big Hugs for Big Sads
-Enlists asra and nadia’s help if he feels he needs it, but he cares about you enough that he’d willingly seek out help for you.
Portia-
-Yeets pepi at you Like A Football.
-”Peep?? Peep Peep”
-Youre gonna feel better if it kills her.
-Gardening to help with sadness, touching dirt always helps. She’ll spend hours with you in the garden, helping you create like beauty with your hands.
-Chase the goddamn cockatoo with a broom to make you smile.
-Enlist’s Maz and Maz’s soup as well.
-Helps you find secret passageways to hide in when your anxiety is too much.
-Too sad to leave bed? Portia will carry you and your blanket.
-Is having none of that “oh what if you dont actually love me” business. She’s super used to Julian’s self loathing and depression that shes moved on to slightly tougher love.
-She loves you and shes going to keep telling you that and shes not going anywhere.
-She gets soft when you cry though and will cling to you for dear life and not move for hours.
-”How dare you talk about the person i love like that” - Portia, to you, when you talk about reasons you hate yourself.
-Cries with you though.
-Doesn’t like when she has to go to work when you’re in a bad mental space so shes asks nadia for you to have just a nice room in the palace reserved for you that you can lay in so she can come check on you during the day.
-Shes great for bad anxiety days because she has no problem doing social interactions for you. The thought of going to buy some herbs brings you to tears? No problem, she has no idea what herbs shes buying but shes Gonna Do It.
-The strength of Portias hugs is liable to just squeeze the depression right out of you along with also your internal organs probably.
Lucio-
-”How can you be depressed?? You’re dating ME, the COUNT! ……….Can I help?”
-He definitely tries to use his sex appeal to lighten your mood, it probably works sometimes (or at least gets a laugh out).
-Gets extremely startled when you cry but holds you tight against him.
-Cancels meetings, cancels plants, cancels the entirety of the Vesuvia if he has to in order to stay in bed with you when youre having a bad depression day.
-You can cry into M&M’s fur as long as you’re not wearing any makeup :P
-Gets worried and hides the pointy tips for his gauntlet.
-Absolutely having none of the “nobody really cares and its just an act” hes the COUNT! He could have anyone anytime he wanted! You were the first warmth and compassion he felt in years! The first person to really actually love him for /him/! he gets way more emotional than he plans to but he feels very strongly about this
- 4 hour powerpoint presentation on all the reasons hes into you
-Tries really hard to find material things that will help your mood. Gold? Silk? Furs? Sweets? Watching fistfights? Anything?
- He knows what its like to really disappear and hes not about to let that happen to you.
-He’ll never admit it to anyone but you but hes clinging to you with everything he has and he will work tirelessly to help support you.
-”Will petting my hair help you relax”
-Ropes Julian, Nadia,and Asra into things to help you, but they dont mind because its You theyre helping really.
-Anxiety? “Oh don’t worry, I’ll make /sure/ all eyes are on me” it maybe doesnt help exactly as intended but watching him be ridiculous eases the tension a little.
-Deep deep down he knows in his soul Deep Sadness and it makes him surprisingly good at supporting you.
i hope this was what you wanted!!!!
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*clears throat* *pulls up powerpoint* *shuffles speaker notes*
okay kids strap in this is gonna be long probably. im gonna add a read more so hopefully that works, otherwise i am,,so sorry,,
w that lets begin
so. lets start w the basics
season 1: didnt like him. really didnt like him. i have Issues w suicide as a topic in general so when he baited midoriya he lost any fondness i couldve had towards him. then his actions durnig the battle training? hes a fcukin maniac. but i enjoyed learning more abt him as a character so whatever. i thought his confrontation w midoriya in the aftermath of that was,,interesting
season 2: still dont like him, but his eventual coming arnd during the final exam made me more open to him. also sports festival was,,,interesting, ig. i thought it was interesting how he wouldnt accept the win; if he was the same character he was in season 1, he wouldve taken it, i feel like. but he didnt. so hey, growth smwh
season 3: i thought i didnt like him, but then he got kidnapped and i got a case of the shakes(tm) until he was rescued. i rlly vibed w midoriya screaming and crying while he was kidnapped. cut to the provis license exam:
(excuse my crying abt aoyama lmao)(and also the fact that i used to call bakugou “bakugon” yes i know thats not his name yes i did that bc i didnt like him and i think im funny as shit). then,,,the scene. kacchan v. deku 2. uhh i was vibing w him honestly. hes a mood,,,regrettably,,,until he beat midoriya at least
season 4 (so far): pls stop yelling, regrettably relatable gremlin
now lets dive into what all that means huh
i dislike bakugou for the following reasons.
- suicide-baited midoriya. not only that, but he tormented him for years simply because he couldn’t get over his own private feelings; midoriya did nothing to deserve his scorn. literally nothing.
- beyond even that, is still a prick to most everyone he meets; he’s short and irritated and won’t give anyone the benefit of the doubt (at least not as first).
- even now, he still has issues giving respect or even just being decent to both people he knows and people he doesn’t.
- speaking of, he has never ever apologized for his previous actions. not even after he finds out he’s wrong (like when midoriya tells him he never, ever, looked down on him). he hasnt even really apologized via action rather than words if you wanna try that route with me. he might be better than he was, but he refuses to acknowledge that he was ever wrong in the first place and thats not functional
- hes so focused on “winning” as a concept. it doesnt matter if youre supposed to be an ally to him; if he perceives you as being in his way, he’ll do his damnedest to fucking destroy you. he has few genuinely heroic qualities (not to say he has few good qualities, just few heroic ones); hes just strong and determined, but he’s a case study of how those qualities can be twisted as all fucking hell
- hes so proud. he is s o fucking proud. he has such an issue with pride that i cant fucking handle it sometimes man
i like bakugou for the following reasons.
- he has grown. he might not have said anything to anyone about it, but he has grown as a person since the series started
- he does have morals and he sticks to them. they might be basic things such as “dont be a villain” but theyre. something and he stands by them. hes not a slimy snake is what im saying
- hes funny. when he isnt actively bringing others down, i actually enjoy the screentime he has, bc its really funny, esp when he’s interacting w his friends and theyre having visible fun messing arnd w him
- this particular reason is hard to phrase so let me just. try and word vomit it correctly. i didnt expect him to be capable of blaming himself for smth like all might’s retirement. but he was and i,,,it adds layers to his character that i appreciate a lot. so its not that i like that he feels guilty abt it, but what it means for his character
- his interactions with kirishima. its proof that he’s learning how to be better, slowly but surely, and how to care about others properly. its sweet, genuinely and wholeheartedly
- hes not always rewarded by the narrative, and that makes him much more human to me, which i really appreciate. the biggest example i can think of is that he didn’t pass his provisional license exam on the first try. i think he’s gonna have a low point eventually, but hopefully, from there, he tries to build his way out into a better life as a better person
yeah
its just...very complex. he reminds me of myself, or at least a person i used to be. he actually reminds me of a couple combinations of ppl i used to be; just like bakugou, ive had smth similar to both a superiority and an inferiority complex in the past so its djkfjkdjnk,,,regrettably relateable,,,,,,not at the same time like he does but yknow the feeligns and how they clash are still there
but yeah. its bc he reminds me of myself i both hate him and like him.
like he reminds me of aspects abt myself i h a t e. i have issues w pride, i used to be a huge jerk (not to the degree he was, thank god, but i have a conscious now so when im reminded of how i used to be in like elementary school, i feel ashamed and since bakugou hasnt fucking,,,acknowledged,,the abuse he put midoriya through yet,,i get angry with him)
and the one guilt episode we saw him have reminded me of a very dark time in my life (2016) and its just. oh no. so thats where the anger fizzles out because i cant hate that more than i just feel pity abt it
in contrast, its bc he reminds me of things i hate abt myself that i have high hopes for him. i crawled out of the hole i was in; i made it through the stages of being a prick and then being thrust into a guilt-induced depression. im certainly not a good person, but im much better than i was
so just,,im already proof that ppl can change, but,,,,if i had a character to cling to when doubt came creeping in, i think that wouldve be great. i know im not the only one that feels like this. if bakugou can make the right turnaround, i think he could mean a lot to a bunch of people, me included
obviously the turnaround would have to be done right (and he better fucking beg for midoriya’s forgiveness) but i have hope that it can be
he has a long way to go, both in action and in word. but i am hopeful for his development. he reminds me of many things i hate about myself, but also to push on despite those things. my feelings about him are complicated due to that
yea. heres my book report sir djknkjnsknfjkn
#idk if this is very coherent but oh well#i love him i hate him i have such high hopes for him-#jkdjkd#c makes a word#textpost#bakugo katsuki
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how the fuck has this fool gotten away with multiple affairs if he's this bad at sneaking around? lol, what a loser.
"tu iss waqt yahaan?”, he asks his brother standing in front of his own damn house. mensa candidate of the year, this one.
"main bohut confused hoon."
"aaaah. join the gang."
lol. idiocy runs in the sippy genes.
"karne KUCH gaya tha; ho kuch AUR hi gaya." trollolololol i am really enjoying this.
HEY. NO. YOUR THING IS NOT LIKE HIS THING, YOU LYING, CHEATING MANWHORE.
not so subtle warning that rohit will absolutely not stand for fuckery within marriage.
"loyal hoon main." yeah, to your dick maybe.
YES THE SCENE I HAVE BEEN WAITING MOST FOR.
yessssssssssss sumannnnnnnnn, go offffffff ma.
woooooooop. i'm not for hitting your kids irl, but tellywood mein chalta hai. especially when your crotch-goblin, like this one here, really deserves it.
also lmao, suman ne aisa lagaaya ki pari got sent to the shadow realm.
waah kya safaai se jhoot bolti hai even under the influence. she’ll make a fantastic actor!
i mean she's not wrong, and suman needed to hear it that she can't be controlling grownass adults, but i also feel like this is just gonna go on to reinforce suman's belief that controlling a kid's life makes a good girl like sona, whereas giving free rein creates this kinda monster.
lo gir gayi.
BITCH DON'T YOU TOUCH PULKI LIKE THAT.
suman's chickens have come home to roost. isse kehte hain karma.
this is his romantic life analysis spot. whenever something momentous happens regarding his relationship status, it's on this balcony.
lmaooooooooo he really cannot close his eyes anymore without having a powerpoint slideshow of sona run.
askdjhsajfhaskjdfhdskfhjk
ofc his alter ego is a SMUGGER bastard than he is.
"tv nahi dekhte ho na, iss liye. apni sona se pooch lo; usne toh badi badi problems solve kiye hain, apne aap se baat karke." bwahahahahahahaha.
"don't! overreact!" HELLO KETTLE, THIS IS POT, YOU'RE BLACK.
alter ego is not only smugger, but also bougier; the deliberate, accented mispronunciations of the dramatic hindi words like "dhoka". i can't stop cackling like an insane person.
"itni simple si baat samajh mein nahi aati tumhe? doctor kisne banaaya?"
"bohut hi rude ho yaar!"
AB SAMJHE????? KI TUMSE NIPATNA KITNAAAAAAAAAA MUSHKIL HAI??? KABHI KHUD KO BHI SEH LIYA KARO, JAISE BAAKI KARTE HAIN.
"tumhara hissa hoon na, rude toh hoonga hi!" askldjksjlskjfdsfj
alter!rohit is so much smarter. can we have him instead of this other fool?
omfg is he comparing raima to a plant? rude.
"kabhi kabhi lagta hai ki raima nahi, tum coma mein ho."
gotdamn. this one dropping truth bombs like an american drone over a brown country with oil reserves.
"sirf rearview mein dekh ke gaadi nahi chala sakta koi. ayeeee, tumhe toh gaadi chalaani nahi aati." LMAOOOO OMG THE WAY ALTER!ROHIT IS ROASTING HIM.
alter!rohit is like bohut ho gayi bakchodi, i have a life unlike you, soooo.... chalo rapid fire.
"fiqar hoti hai uski?"
"of course, haan."
"apne aap se zyaada?"
"ABSOLUTELY." my god the conviction with which he said that!!!!!! rohit, you absolute moppet.
lo ji, ho gaya issue ka samaadhaan.
"i love sonakshi????????"
lmaoooooooooo the dramatic asshole, echoing "accept it! enjoy it! accept it! enjoy it!"
mum-daughter bonding timeeeeee!
"nashe mein hi sahi, lekin bilkul sahi baat boli hai woh. woh meri sona nahi hai."
HALLELUJAH! FINALLLLLLLLLLLLY. SONA KI KEEMAT BADH GAYI HAI ISS HOUSEHOLD MEIN!
lmao pari take zimmedaari for the house. ho hi chuka.
protip to all girls, via sona and tt: marry a dude who makes your family a priority, instead of subscribing to that shaadi ke baad, sasuraal hi tumhara ghar hai bullshit.
ooooooooh, mummy has prepared for eventuality that rohit will be the ladka.
aankh milaake toh bolo, saaf saaf dikh raha hai ki jhoot bol rahi ho.
mummy knows best. also i like how she said "emotionally involve". it's more accurate for what's happening here than just "pyaar".
notice how she specified that sona should end it *IF* it's "ek tarfa pyaar". not the same tune she was singing an hour ago about never marrying sona off to a sindhi.
WHERE HAS THIS SORTED, PRAGMATIC, YET LOVINGLY STERN SUMAN BEEN ALL THE TIME?!?!?!? I HAVE WANTED TO SEE HER FOR MONTHSSSSSS NOWWWWWWW. THANK YOU BAPPA KE AAP JAATE JAATE YEH DE GAYE!
yup. end this shittttttttttttttttt. good call. get some me-time; ask star plus to send parvati off to switzerland like they did prerna. aaraam se ghoom phir ke aana.
look at this cheesyass mfer.
"i love sona."
ohhhhhhhhhh boy.
JFC SHE'S..... VERY ANNOYING.
.... this is 4 years back right??? why is she dressed like aishwarya in action replayy, like it’s the 70s????
ugh ok i don't like her immature ass. is she the same age as rohit? max 2 - 3 saal choti hogi? why she acting like a fucking teenager?
arre waaaaaah, coma gave her ESP, she knows that rohit's moving on without her permission.
i propose a steel cage death match: the annoying senguptas. raima and her mom fight to the death so that we have to tolerate only ONE of their annoying asses in the show instead of both.
guess tanaaz is off to shoot something else?
small mercies: akash is finally over his petty little grudge with nishi.
is the rest of the episode just this??? saying bye to nishi????
ouff fwding.
"agar tumne roya, toh tumhe airport drop karne suman rastogi aayegi." lmaoooooooooooo i love yk.
oh hooooooooo, new watch.
ouff shut up naren.
mummy is having a shipper moment.
lol look how happy she is. and his face, knowing that she already knows what's in it.
the music is too sappily senti, middle class types, for a super rich dude putting on a watch that costs a minimum of 5 lakhs.
purest mom. so much softness between the two of them. ugh i wanna squish them both in to a nice hug sandwich.
LMAO WHAT, SAMUNDAR MEIN PHENK DI???? ISKE BEECH TU BEACH KAB GAYA?????????????
"chariyo! aath laakh ki ghadi thi!!!!!!!!!!!"
aslfkdjdlfjdslfjdslk i am veena. BITCH OLX NAAM KI BHI KOI CHEEZ HOTI HAI.
i don't really think he threw it away. he's just doing it to get a rise out of his mom, the brat.
but also my question is this; raima looks to be from a pretty middle class family, and she wanted to be an air hostess. HOW THE FUCKKKKKKK DID SHE AFFORD A WATCH THAT COSTS EIGHT FUCKING LAKHS?!?!?
no i have no such advice for you. jo plan hai, woh achcha hai. friend-zone his ass for a while.
"yeh naatak sirf naatak nahi hai, taqleef hone lagi hai mujhe." ouch. my poor girl.
lol pulki wants internship with rohit. great. WILL YOU PPL LET THIS POOR GIRL LET GO OF THIS GUY?!!?
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either sonakshi ran her the fuck over, or raima too is a KPK fan, even though she's been in a coma for the whole duration of its run. SUCH IS THE POWER OF PARVATI!
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Amphibia Christmas Gift
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Snow.
It had been 1 whole year (sort of, she was still trying to understand just how much time had passed) since she had gone to Amphibia .
Since she had made her first real friend.
Since she found a family.
And…
Anne Boonchuy, decked out in a frog themed Christmas sweater, tapping her foot nervously, was unsure if the first person she should come out to was her beloved and endearingly over protective Hop Poppy.
But considering her… Let’s say it nicely, shit parents, it seemed like he was really the only choice.
Sighing, she glanced out the window again.
Snow had once been a danger, due to its once a year appearance in Amphibia. Snow forced the frogs into hibernation and near death (thank GOODNESS for interior heating!).
Anne had protected them from it once. And while it was touch and go (the small business of Polly nearly dying), she had succeeded!
In fact, Anne Boonchuy was very different from the girl she was when she first stumbled onto the magical other dimension.
What once was selfish was now thoughtful.
What once was subservient was now independent.
What once was impulsive was… Well, actually, that sort of stayed.
And what was once straight as a rail in her mind was so gay it made Elsa look straight!
So why was it so hard to tell him about this?
“…Anne, you’ve been sitting there for about 5 minutes narrating. Just tell me the problem so I can return to making angsty AMV’s of “Suspicion Island”!”
Anne couldn’t help but chuckle at that statement, and at the frog who sat before her.
His thin grey tufts of hair were now covered with a Santa hat (whom he was still wary of. “Breaking and entering is nothing to be proud of, unless of course you’re doing it to Monroe”), his cane was colored like a candy cane (Anne could have sworn she heard a drum snare from Marcy’s room) and his sweater was appropriately ugly, asking people to “honk if you’ve adopted a bby recently”.
For a once so rigid and traditional frog, Hop Pop Plantar had truly given his best efforts to the transition to the human world.
In fact, as Anne shuffled her feet and sighed, he had done more than anyone would have expected.
After a disastrous dinner revealed that Anne’s parents were… Shit, Hop Pop had gone on a 8 hour long rant, dissing them so inappropriately that Polly hadn’t needed Anne to learn all the swear words in existence.
If it wasn’t for Sprig ripping the chained pen off because it looked “Yummy”, Anne would have been adopted way faster.
It was flashbacks like these that made Anne wonder how could she possibly think he wouldn’t accept her.
After all they’ve been through, Hop Pop truly loved her.
Which meant…
Anne took a deep breath and stood up, deciding to face it head on.
“I’ve got a bit of a… Hard confession to make.”
Anne then smiled softly as Hop Pop seemed to take on a knowing look.
“But I know that you’ll accept me for who I am, and I shouldn’t be afraid.”
“Oh, you should! Grime has been walking around the house decking anyone who plays “Frosty The Snowman”. Says that little bastard “should have melted the moment he knew about thermomaters, even though he really shouldn’t know”.”
Anne giggled and Hop Pop smiled warmly. “But seriously, Anne… You can tell me anything.”
Anne beamed at this and Hop Pop remembered why he was still alive as she began to explain.
“Well… You see, Hop Pop, ol’ buddy ol’ pal… Have you ever felt like you want to kiss someone, but society thinks it’s wrong?”
“Why, all the time! I keep telling them that Cacti are softer than they seem but no one listens!”, Hop Pop said, removing a cactus and kissing it.
“Oh wait, never mind. My tongue wants to die now.”
Anne shook her head, laughing. “No, dummy! I mean… Say there’s 2 someone’s you like…”
Anne’s mouth suddenly got very dry. She wasn’t sure she could do this.
Even if Hop Pop was open… Who was to say that Sasha “GOD THAT SCAR MAKES HER HOTTER” Prince and Marcy “HOW CAN SOMEONE SO SARCASTIC BE SO MOE” Drosselmeyer would be interested in something so… Bizarre?
Anne was starting to panic again. She wasn’t some badass warrior or hilarious kawaii girl (well, she was, but she doesn’t listen to me).
She was just Anne “I can make a decent omlette” Boonchouy.
Sure, she helped destroy an ancient monster and she helped make peace between frogs and toads, but anyone could have done that!
Why would Sasha and Marcy want… Her?
Nerves at their limits, Anne decided to go for a distraction.
“HEY HOP POP!”, she suddenly called out, mad look in her eyes. “WANNA FIND OUT HOW MANY JELLYFISH I CAN JUGGLE?”
As she began to juggle and yelp from the pain, Hop Pop tried to stop her with logic. “ANNE! Only Polly can do that!”
Meanwhile…
“I don’t understand this stupid human holiday! First we watch some ridiculous children’s cartoons, then we take a tree and force it to get dressed, and now you’re telling me that you need to make some sort of “like, earth shattering” confession? I thought this “Christmas” was fun!”
Formerly Captain now Dad Grime was very confused by the day he had been through. He’d had to endure many odd customs, and outside of drinking dangerous amounts of Egg Nog (what was IN that stuff?!), he had not seen any reason to be jolly or merry.
Why, he hadn’t had a chance to be senselessly violent in hours!
And now his beloved daughter Sasha had some sort of confession to make.
“Great. Now I get to know where all my strawberry lip gloss has been going.”, he grumbled as Sasha stood next to a screen.
Clearing her throat, the former soldier seemed less confident than usual.
Giant anime sweat bead, feet shuffling cards, shaking more than the jell-o he DEFINITELY didn’t steal for himself…
She was hiding something.
He could feel it.
That, and she had said “I’ve been hiding something” just 38 seconds ago, so…
SCORE!
“Get on with it, Sasha!”, Grime ordered, impatient. “I’ve got other things to do, like go back and complain about having to do all these things!”
Sasha laughed nervously and picked up a remote. “Well, Grimesy, in order to properly explain my confession, I have arranged a powerpoint presentation…”
Even on Amphibia, people knew that powerpoint was sad.
Grime moaned and leaned into his hand, depressed. This was going to be worse than the time he almost died.
“Just finish with it, before the alcohol receads and I get enough sense to leave the room.”
Sasha gulped again, very nervous of her frog father’s reaction. While he too adopted her from terrible parents, he was less affectionate, more of a fun dad who took you to bear baiting matches and taught you how to survive torture.
You know, fun things all children should know!
The emotional stuff? He was less qualified.
Why, once she told him she was feeling sad and he said to just beat it senseless until it stopped working.
And when she had homework she couldn’t figure out, he actually spared with the words.
And when she was having a period…
Well, the less said about the “boxing match with god” the better.
So, this was going to be a piece of fucking cake, right?
Sasha continued to hyperventilate as Grime read the title, which was accompanied with an audio book version read by Samuel L. Jackson.
“Shit, I CAN Haz Girlfriends?: The Day I Never Stopped Worrying And Learned That Women Are Hotter Than Men!”
Sasha face palmed. “I REALLY need to get a better editor.”
“Come on, Darling! That title is marvelous and so much better than “AAAAAAAAAAAAA HOW DO I EXPLAIN THAT ME AM GAY?!”, Sprig, with spectacles, turned around and commented.
Meanwhile…
“So I’m gay for Sasha and Anne and I want to date both of them. Is that weird?”, Marcy asked, while playing a snare drum for Anne’s unintentional candy cane pun.
“Oh, it’s totally normal! Give them a whirl, girl!”, Valerina said, not phased for a moment.
“Great! Can we T-Pose now and headbang to “Megalovania”?”, Marcy asked, setting up her boom box.
“That’s why I adopted you!”
Marcy and Valerina then started to aggressively T-Pose and headbang.
“I hope this conversation is easy for Anne and Sasha, who clearly have the hots for me!”, Marcy said as she danced.
“Anne, I can’t believe that of all things, you were hurt by tripping on a box of wiener dogs!”
Hop Pop was applying another Hello Kitty band aid as Anne sighed morosely.
“I’m sorry, Hop Pop! I just… I… I’m very nervous!”
Hop Pop sighed affectionately and patted his girl’s back. “Anne, my darling… I’d NEVER judge you. And even if I did, I would be in the wrong for that.”
Hop Pop smiled as he made a promise with his eyes. “Whatever you have to say is who you are. If your friends or your family can’t accept that, then, well, they’re pretty darn lousy at their jobs, I reckon!”
Anne shed a tear while smiling, her real father as ever making her feel valid. Real.
Once she was so afraid of expressing her true self.
Now, she felt like she could sing it out loud.
Not that she would; Musical theatre was a pale imitation of vaudeville, according to Hop Pop.
Taking a deep breath, Anne confessed her secret.
“Hop Pop… I tried to understand this for a while, and for a while I wasn’t sure if it was true, but…”
“I know that you have the crushy crush on Sasha at least, that’s for sure.”, Hop Pop commented, scratching his chin.
Anne’s eyes were now very buggy. “HOW IN TARNATION DO YOU KNOW THAT?”
Hop Pop was too busy thinking something else. “I’ve never said tarnation, where’d you pick that up?”
“Doesn’t matter! How do you know that I like Sasha?”, Anne asked in disbelief. What had given her away?
“Anne, you’d need to be blind not to know! Also, you once forced me to marry you and your Sasha cardboard cutout in a lavish ceremony.”
Anne blushed wildly. “I do crazy things when I drink too much cocoa…”
Hop Pop chuckled warmly and observed Anne with sparkling eyes. “Well? I assume there’s a part 2…”
Anne laughed as well and admitted that “Marcy’s pretty fine too!”
Anne then got shy again. “I know that it’s customary to only like one person, but I really li…Lo…”
Anne swallowed her spit and resolved herself.
“I REALLY love both of them.”
Anne sighed again. “I know it’s weird, but it’s who I am.”
She looked up, scared again. “Do you… Do you see me any different?”
There are moments in life where one has to prove to one’s kids just how much he/she loves them.
In that moment, Hop Pop aced so hard no one would ever get close.
“Do you know what I see, Anne?”, he asked, and as she shook her head, he sat next to her.
“What I see is a beautiful, smart, strong, brave, independent young woman with a kind heart and a lovely soul.”
He continued. “I see an amazing friend and an incredible daughter.”
He nearly choked up for a moment. “I see someone who has grown so much, but hasn’t lost that innate goodness that was there from day 1.”
He then embraced her. “You know what I see?”
He whispered. “I see someone I am PROUD to call my daughter.”
He retracted from the hug to wipe away her tears. “And if these two girls make you happy, then, well, I see no problem in you getting together with them.”
Anne, who was feeling all the feels, gripped her Hop Poppy and said “Oh THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU!”
“Of course, Anne. Of course.”
Anne hiccupped for a moment and softly smiled. “I… I… Thank you for letting me be me.”
She kissed his forehead and as she ran off, she called out “Love you, Dad!”
Hop Pop shook his head softly as she left. “Kids…”
Meanwhile meanwhile (revenge of the meanwhile)…
“And that’s is why I want to kiss two girls under the mistletoe today, so you better understand, motherfucker, before I stick my hand up your ass and make it talk like a puppet to give me validity!”
As the powerpoint finally skidded to a halt, Sasha wished that she could erase all the bar graphs and pie charts on how “lit” lesbian OT3’s were.
In fact, Sasha had cringed really hard for the entire presentation, and as she finally opened her eyes and laid them on a very quiet Grime, who had uncharacteristically said nothing the entire time.
Sasha was getting REALLY nervous now. What was going to happen?
Would Grime get angry? Would he fire her from being his daughter?
Would…
Would he hate her?
Sasha already knew that Grime wasn’t exactly the softest and most understanding person in the world.
So what would he be like with this?
Tentatively, her fingers shaking, Sasha asked a cautious question.
“Well… What do you think, Grimesy?”
Grime scratched his chin in thought, before turning to Sasha with an odd expression.
“Let me see if I understand: You love that Anne girl, and that Marcy girl?”
Sasha nodded, depressed.
Grime chose his words carefully. “All right… If I may ask…”
He tilted his head. “Why are you asking me if it’s ok?”
Sasha blinked, surprised. “I… Uh… Huh?”
Grime cleared his throat, hoping to make himself clear to Sasha. “I may not understand human customs, but I don’t think that loving someone is wrong, at least, under certain conditions.”
He attempted a soft smile as he grabbed hold of her hand. “The way I see it, if it’s not illegal, it’s ok. And, well… I may seem like a real grouch, but when it comes to you, all I need is a smile, soldier, and I’m in approval.”
Sasha never liked showing such strong emotions, least of all next to Grime, but she couldn’t help but squeeze him once he finished.
“Ok, ok…”, he said, but his enjoyment of the hug was obvious.
Patting her back, he saluted her. “Report me of your success once the conquest is over!”
She saluted back, grinning. “Aye-Aye, Dad!”
None noticed that that was the first time Sasha had called him dad, but Grime would later feel his heart grow 3 sizes once he realized what she had said.
Later that evening, Anne, Sasha and Marcy found themselves underneath the mistletoe, all a little confused and VERY flustered.
“So… We all had the same idea and crushes?”, Sasha asked, very embarrassed. Pink was not a color frequently seen on her cheeks, but today it was dominant.
“I guess so.”, Anne said, feeling very shy. Was all her worrying really for nothing?
“Cool cool cool cool. When do I get to be gay?”, Marcy asked, wearing a rainbow hoodie over a shirt that said “Go to the YMCA? I AM THE YMCA!” and shoes that played “Girls Like Girls” by Hayley Kiyoko.
Anne, Sasha and Marcy all looked at each other, and realized that sometimes, all the worrying really IS for nothing.
Here they all were, very much in love with each other and willing to take the next step.
So…
Why not just do it?
For Anne Boonchuy, Christmas had once been most magical when she opened her presents under the tree.
But this year, it was when she kissed her two girlfriends at the same time.
Finishing the story, SpongeGuy looked at his words and hoped they were enough.
As ever, the lesson he tried to impart had a harder time reaching him.
The words stood on the screen, daunting.
Teasing.
Were they enough for such an angel?
Were they enough for such a blessing?
Stepping into the room, SpongeGuy could see his sister/brother/BroSis Kamino sleep peacefully in a bed. An adorable beanie sat on the cute short hair cut and her eyes, despite being closed, sparkled with wonder, that made him want to be so excited.
Hands shook as he clutched the manuscript and wondered again: Was it good enough?
She had given him so much in so little time.
Had he deserved any of it?
Could he ever justify his existence?
Floating in from another room was a frequent visitor.
Cold hands sent a shiver down SpongeGuy’s spine and he didn’t need to turn to know it was the reaper.
“You seem awfully ready to go. I haven’t sensed such resignation in a while from you.”
SpongeGuy tried to say something but the words stuck in his throat.
“…You haven’t even come close to succeeding in your mission. Are you ready to call it quits? It’s not like you ever deserved to succeed.”
But SpongeGuy shakes his head. “Maybe I don’t deserve it…”
He put down the manuscript next to Kamino’s head.
“But they do. Every single one of them needs a hero.”
SpongeGuy turns defiantly. “If it means fighting for years without a smile, then I will do so.”
“…What makes you so sure that you’ll ever be happy?”
SpongeGuy turns and sees a miracle in front of him.
“…Just a hunch.”
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Sixteen Weeks and Counting
@inukag-week Highschool AU canon divergence, 7 part/prompt by day story
Parts: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 Day 7- Time
A school science project can be tough enough but for Kagome Higurashi her semester was gearing up to be a hell of a ride when she’s paired up with the class slacker…
It was just too awkward for them to work together alone anymore but the project still needed to be completed. They kept up a front in class and lied to Mrs. Taisho that Inuyasha was going over to Kagome’s house afterschool on Fridays. But what was really happening is they’d split the project, Kagome would finish the paper, and Inuyasha would complete the Powerpoint portion. The plan had been working for the past three weeks and paid off when they’d successfully stood before the class and presented their project on Wind & Air Pressure Dynamics.
Just perfect, Kagome sighs as she took her seat again. The project was over, only a week and a half left of school when they would be graduating then it’s off to college in the Fall. Well, it’s not like she was leaving town but who knows, she side-eyes the hanyo on her left, maybe in the Spring I’ll enroll further away. Stop it! She closes her eyes and takes a deep breath. Being in the middle of class reallywasn’t the time to ruminate.
After the bell rings, he watches Kagome gather her belongings and shuffle out of class along with the other students. Inuyasha knew she was still upset, but he really didn’t know what to do about it. This whole semester had gone from bad to amazing to crash and burn like a train about to run off its tracks and the stupid part is he really was the reason for every single rollercoaster hill. Ugh! Inuyasha drops his head onto the desk, ears flattened, with his fists clenched and claws digging into his palms.
“Inuyasha,” Mrs. Taisho places a hand on the hanyo’s shoulder, “what’s the matter with you?”
“I fucked up big time…” he mumbles without raising his head, “again…”
“It’s about Kagome isn’t it?” She sighs and takes a seat in one of the chairs. “I had a feeling that something wasn’t right. Wanna tell me what happened.”
“Not really.”
“It couldn’t hurt. Maybe there’s something I can help you with.”
Inuyasha sits up and looks at his sister-in-law Kagura for a moment, mulling over the decision. Eventually his shoulders droop along with his ears. “Alright…”
Once he started, the words poured out. For about 30 minutes Kagura sat in silence while Inuyasha goes over everything that happened that night at Shiba Ramen and the subsequent weeks since then. His mind was settled on the Kikyo part, because she did try to rekindle things and he’d shot her down. Inuyasha knew in his heart the crush he had developed on Kagome was real and true, and that the only things keeping him from making the plunge was fear itself. He had jumped into a fast-blown relationship with Kikyo and it ended poorly, and that was certainly not what he wanted to happen again. Kagome was clearly a step above him and destined for better things. She was graduating near the top of their class and on her way to a great university while he had no idea what the next step was going to be beyond simply getting to walk the line.
“What good am I for someone like her, when the last thing she needs is someone that might hold her back.”
This was the first time Kagura had ever witnessed the hanyo break down. Even after his mother passed away, while she assumed, he had shed a tear, it was never in the presence of another. Inuyasha’s coping methods had been to clam up, grow moody, distant, and yet now…. She was taken aback by how much of an effect one girl has had on him. As much as the two rarely saw eye to eye, she found it almost amusing how so alike he and his brother really were.
“Never thought I’d see the day that you would actually fear something.” She tries unsuccessfully to keep from chuckling. “That girl has done what no one has ever been able to do and that’s break through the wall you put up all those years ago. Are you really going to let your insecurities and fears of what could happen stop you from possibly gaining the best thing you might ever have in your life? Come now, Inuyasha, that doesn’t sound like the hanyo I’ve come to know.”
“But I don’t know how to fix this…. How to talk to her again….”
“Just tell her, just like you told me,” she leans over and points at his heart, “from here. Find the right moment and just do it, but don’t wait too long or she will slip through your fingers and you will regret it for the rest of your life.”
One thing was for certain, that night was the most restless night of his life.
‘Lucky to be hanyo,’ he groaned as he sat through class the next day. Morning wasn’t so much the problem but after lunch it was becoming a semi struggle to stay awake which really sucked because he had to read a poem out loud in that class. ‘At least I got to go second. Maybe now I can relax.’ He almost fell asleep.
Kagome stood up for her turn and heads over to the front of the class, clutching to her paper. Inuyasha’s ears flick forward, but he keeps his eyes averted to his desk top. He doesn’t see the slight, almost unnoticeable tremble in her fingers as she begins to speak.
Aww, fuck. By the end of the first line he knew this was gonna hurt. His eyes drift shut and all he could do was die a little more inside.
Her tone was smooth, her cadence slow as she channeled the very essence behind her poem. It spoke of winter. Of the fluffy white snow and how it’s beauty and elegance could mesmerize. Falling, softly, floating through the air like an angel to kiss your cheeks. And on sunnier days, you could almost forget about the chill that winter brings when wrapped in such spellbinding charms. But then the blizzard comes, cold and frightful. Blustery winds entrapping you behind walls that you cannot break free of, leaving you dark and alone… helpless. Praying for the snow to end its torture...
All of the practice she had done in front of a mirror had paid off in keeping her from breaking down in the middle of the reading. And maybe in a way, it actually felt better getting it out. The poem was to let go of some of the pain so she could move forward. Kagome could see the effects it was having on Inuyasha. She couldn’t lie that a small part of her wasn’t happy to see him tormented. But that wasn’t what she really wanted and as she sat back down and filed away her paper, the relief she had hoped for never came.
As soon as school let out, Inuyasha tracked Kagome down. He knew her class schedule, so it wasn’t difficult, thought it seems she had planned to make a quick exit that day. By the time he saw her she was already walking out the front door. He pushes through the throngs of students all making their way toward the exit. Ugh! He wished the ceilings were higher so he could jump!
“Kagome!” He screamed at her fleeting back, her legs carrying her away as swiftly as it could. Damn it! Once he was in the open, he threw out the rules against using their abilities on school property and made the leap. One bound, two bounds, pushing his legs as hard as he could. “Kagome!” Oh, this woman! He was sure she could hear him calling her! One last jump and he lands ahead of her. She pauses briefly and shifts course down a small alley way. Inuyasha growls, and using a couple of walls, he manages again to get ahead of her, grabbing her arm before she could bolt again. “Woman, stop running from me!”
“Let me go Inuyasha!” She yanks at her arm, but his grip is too tight. “If it’s about the poem…”
“It is and it isn’t,” he states matter of fact. “But we really must talk, now.” Sweeping Kagome out from under her legs, he picks her up, holding on tight, and takes to the sky once more. She continues to cuss him out, but fear of falling keeps her from fighting his hold. Over rooftops and through alleys, staying out of the main thoroughfares, Inuyasha scans for an area with little to no humans around. He wanted privacy and finally finds it in Ueno Park.
“You better have a damn good reason to have brought me so far away from home,” she spits out as she adjusts her clothing. Crossing her arms, “what do you want?”
“Look, I know I suck with words and I don’t know how to… argh!” he runs his hand down his face. “Oh, fuck it all!”
Just as Kagome is about to respond, Inuyasha grabs her by the waist and slams his lips against hers. “Oof!” Her eyes expand and she goes stiff for a moment as her brain and body come to terms with what was happening. Even after he lets her go, she stares wide-eyed and speechless.
“Please Kagome, I’m sorry!” he blurts out. “I’m an idiot, I know I’m an idiot. I was confused and I didn’t wanna hurt you. I--I was afraid,” his ears droop and head hang’s low. “Okay, there I said it. I was afraid if I let you in, sooner or later you’d realize you deserved better than some lowly hanyo.”
Kagome blinks as her shaky fingers brush against her lips and her cheeks feel like they are on fire. “I-Inuyasha, wh-why would you ever think that?” Moisture floods her tear ducts, “you are so much better than you believe to be.” Reaching up to caress his cheek, “I saw that with my own eyes, how you grew so much over this semester.” She smiles, “I got to see the real you come out and that’s who I fell in love with.”
“But, what if…”
“No one knows the future Inuyasha, not even the Kami’s themselves. We just have to keep walking forward.” She takes his hand. “Come on,” giving it a small squeeze, “how about you start by making up for that Shiba date night with me?”
He groans, “that doesn’t mean with Sango and Miroku too, right?”
Kagome chuckles, “no, this time,” leaning in for a kiss, “let it be just the two of us...”
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Look, I haven’t much interest in airplanes or warships aside from historical and anecdotal purposes, but firearms? Those wholly fall in my interest, and I can tell you exactly how ineffective “Nazi Supertechnology” was.
This is the MG 42.
This idiot gun, man.
As a firearm, it’s a good piece. Low cost, easy to produce, easy to disassemble and reassemble, easy to maintain, easy to operate, and reliable. What was the problem? It’s firing rate.
This idiot shoots around 1200 rounds per minute. Compared to other machine guns of its time, that’s about double to 1.5 times more rounds. The M1919 Browning was something like 450 rounds per minute, the Bren shoots roughly half at an approximate 600 rounds per minute. This was bad, because the Nazis weren’t exactly rich and lush with resources, ammunition included. Lightly squeezing the trigger of this thing shot from 4 to 7 rounds, which is a waste when you just want to do some light tapping instead of full on suppression fire or, you know, when you wanna conserve ammo because you don’t have a lot of it to begin with.
They called this thing “Hitler’s Buzzsaw” because of the sound it made when shooting. This wasn’t a compliment. Even when Mauser had produced a firearm that is, by all means, not bad at all, it still wasn’t what they needed. It’s a gun that didn’t take logistics into account, and hey hey, logistics kind of make or break a war. So there you had some Nazi shitheads, in their pillbox or their sundry fortification, trying to secure an area or perhaps a escape route, shooting small bursts to keep Allied soldiers from fuckrushing their position or flanking them, when SWOOSH they were out of ammo earlier than predicted, because the idiot buzzsaw ate so much ammo that it was just a liability rather than an advantage. You don’t need extreme firing rates in the first place. What was the point? Looking impressive. Seeming impressive. That’s all Nazis ever managed: Looking dangerous. I am not saying they weren’t a threat in World War II, I am saying that they weren’t the Ultra Mega Broly Superscience Megaentity some people love trying to make them out to be (”Nazis would’ve put people on Mars by the 70s!” haha choke on dick and die, dude), they were just really good at looking in control but otherwise were winging it, like that kid we all knew in school or college that clearly prepared his Powerpoint presentation at 2:30 AM and would just grab a paragraph summary from Wikipedia to recite it by memory and was really, really hoping no one would make questions.
So going back to ground zero of this post, I can tell you, with all certainty, that they didn’t know what the fuck they were doing with the firearms. They produced, like, a good assault rifle on the tail end of the war, mind you (StG44), but, haha, yeah, too little, too late. I don’t know about navy and air force enough to tell you with detail how bad they were at those, too, but I can tell you they were bad at those, too. Others can explain boats and planes better than I can. The point here is: “Nazi Supertechnology” is a dumb meme, and you’re dumb if you believe it.
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My 10 pages long essay and Powerpoint on The World’s End and Gary King
(aka why The World’s End and Gary King are two of the most precious things that exist, aka why I love The World’s End and Gary King)
(Based on my own original idea and written after I read this post - @ineverhadadoubt thanks again for sending it to me-
Also please check out this amazing post about the pubs in the movie.)
(I thought I’d tag some people that seemed to agree with my original post and might be interested in reading this. It’s fine if you don’t btw: @smashing-anarchist-poet @jessefandomunited @shakespeareanmemes @jesusinanalcove @aknownlegend @snovyda @smuggsy @immortal-gamora @doodlerdoodle @zane-garrett @lady-dragonfruit @nogoatshere @hum4n3rror @theforceawakcns @duskteeth - wasn’t gonna tag everyone, some I couldn’t even tag so that’ll do-)
Before I begin, I’d like for you to be aware of a few things.
First off, this is gonna be a very very veeeeeery long post so bare with me if you can. I’m probably gonna keep apologizing for the lenght of it in between two things I’m talking about but I’m passionate, sorry.
It’s also a very big post because there’s pictures and a lot of gifs tbh.
Like... i think like, don’t even try to read this on your phone? Idk what it will do to it. tumblr mobile ain’t that strong i think
There’s so much to be said about this movie.
TW: There’s going to be mentions of suicide, depression, addiction, ...
Also, I’m probably going to forget a lot of the points I’d like to illustrate and talk about, that’s one of the downsides of running on a three hours of sleep schedule.
You can check the tags for some trivia on this whole post.
So if anyone wants to add something, feel free. I’d love for people to give me their opinion on the movie, etc.
I’m also probably not gonna mention the direction of the movie too much. I love Edgar Wright with all my stone-cold heart but if I have to talk about how much of a fucking genius he is when it comes to comedy and his movies, we’re literally gonna be there all week, plus I’m not actually planning on writing a 10 pages long essay -or am I?-.
If you haven’t seen the movie, SPOILER ALERT. Seriously though. There’s some stuff in the movie you probably don’t want to know by reading this if you’re planning on watching it and I’m going to talk about everything so.
Finally, I’m going to talk about why I think the movie is not as popular as Shaun of the Dead and Hot Fuzz, and the rest will mostly be about Gary King and why he’s a great character but also why he’s an important one.
Well. Let’s go. This is gonna be a wild ride.
In this essay, I will...
Ok, in all seriousness.
So I guess there’s supposed to be an introduction here. This is very unprofessionnal, and I’ve learned how to write essays so shame on me. Oh, well. We’re here to talk about Gary Fucking King. It’s ok if it’s a mess, the guy’s a living mess on his own. So, when Simon Pegg comes to mind, the Cornetto Trilogy usually does as well. At least, the first movie that you probably think of is Shaun of the Dead. And often, Hot Fuzz is mentionned as well. But I never ever hear anything about the World’s End. God, even Stephen Colbert got the name wrong while talking to Simon, calling it “The End of the World”. Granted the movie wasn’t the subject, but... Why did it happen? Why is The World’s End seen as “the weakest one”, as “not as good as the first two”, is the one people don’t remember, and is assimilited to other weird claims of the sort?
I personally feel like it’s because it’s more layered than the other two movies, actually, it’s a bit more complicated. I’m not saying here “if you didn’t get it you’re dumb” or “only smart people will get the message”. Not at all. I had to watch it a couple of times before I started to get a lot of things about Gary and the movie in general, and even today, when I watch it, I notice new things and tiny details that I never realized were there before. That happens with the whole trilogy because the three movies are amazingly well done, but I feel like it’s harder to grasp with The World’s End. But why?
I think it’s because we directly know what Shaun of the Dead and Hot Fuzz are about. The three movies are about more than an apocalyptic scenario or living surrounded by a cult made of murderers. There’s always a message behind the main themes.
With Shaun of the Dead, it’s kind of a given, really. The little introduction of the environment shows you that it looks like the town is filled with z****es before they even actually arrive and just with that, the scene is set, we know what -behind the parody and other elements of the film- Simon and Edgar decided to criticize about society (it becomes deeper with Shaun’s character but I’ll get to that later, same with Angel).
In Hot Fuzz, the critic of society is a bit more subtle, but still there for people to see. That’s the point right? Send a message without making you feel like you’re “being thaught a lesson”, or something like that, and these movies do it brilliantly. Because that’s the thing. People watching the Cornetto Trilogy sit down in front of their screen to have a good time, have a laugh and go one with their day. But The World’s End is different. It’s still extremely funny, but it doesn’t give off the same vibe as SotD and HF. You feel like there’s something more, you feel that it’s actually a tragic movie.
Yes, it still has the same kind of message, here with how much of a fuck up a human being can be, how humans are stubborn even if they make mistakes, but that it’s part of life and a word with “perfect beings” wouldn’t necessarily be better. It’s about growing up and accepting that you have to leave your childhood or teenage years at some point, and all that stuff surrounding these themes. You think it was the better part of your life, but often... it isn’t (again, I’ll come back to this later). It’s just harder to grasp because of the tone and maybe because people don’t like to hear this kind of things.
So the problem is, people often miss (or dismiss) the point.
I don’t think you know about this but there’s this French website called Betaseries.
On it, you can have an account and have a list with the tv shows you’re currently watching or the films you’ve watched or want to watch.
You can download subtitles for the new episodes you wanna watch if you need them, you can rate movies, comment to give your opinion, you can tick which episodes you’ve seen so that you can keep track of what you’re watching and not forget where you’re at, etc. Pretty useful website, I’m always on it.
So, I obviously went to see what people thought of The World’s End. It’s got a good enough rating, really, 3.62 out of 5 stars. It’s not a four or a five but only because of two users who didn’t like it all that much. So I read their reviews. One was a 2/5 and one was a 3/5:
“To summarize the movie: the world is invaded by a pacifist extra-terrestrial entity that kills human to exchange them with clones but that accept to leave the planet if you ask (with insults, please!) ???
To use one of the movie’s favorite expression: WTF?????!!!!!
I liked the story of “Shaun of the Dead” better ^^”
“Having liked "Shaun of the Dead” and “Hot Fuzz”, I was impatient to see Edgar Wright and Simon Pegg’s new movie, unfortunately, it isn’t as “good” as the last two. Technically perfect, the story drags on and the mid-life crisis Simon Pegg’s character goes through becomes tedious after some time… but not everything’s good for the trash! The English humor is really present, the play-on-words, the references… you don’t mind watching it. I feel like you need to watch it a second time to appreciate its real worth.
Naturally, watching it in VO is absolutely necessary.”
The other people that commented had all 4 or 5 stars and were only saying that the movie was very funny, therefore enjoyable and good.
I think that’s the thing. When you think “Cornetto Trilogy”, you think “having a good time”. You watch it, you can see that there’s a message behind it, but you don’t spend your time focusing on it or looking for it, because it’s usually pretty simple to get. You pay more attention to the comedy, the references, etc.
And that is where The World’s End becomes different. It’s not focused on the comedy or the references (well, yes it is and it’s still incredibly funny, it was meant to be), but you have to focus on what is actually going on with Gary King to get it all. That’s why the big meanie leaves “just because they asked”. Remember what it says before leaving (and destroying the world btw)?
That’s something that’s been said to Gary a few times throughout the movie, but here, it’s clearly aimed at the three of them, hence at the humans, because they’re speaking for their entire race. That’s why it leaves. Because the message is “it’s pointless arguing with humans, they’re going to do whatever they want anyway, you can’t change their mind, etc., they have to learn thanks to their own mistakes so you have to let them make them, not force them to be perfect.” This kind of things.
But when you read the reviews above... These are the only two reviews where you can see that they really tried to get what was going on, but maybe missed it, and because of that, they didn’t like the movie all that much and rated it badly. Gary King isn’t just going through “a mid-life crisis”. He really isn’t. There is so much more to him that it drives me actually crazy that this movie isn’t as praised as the rest of the trilogy. Literally nuts.
With that being said, I think it’s time to really get into who Gary King is, why he is such an amazing character and why there’s more to him than a “mid-life crisis”. So I’m going to talk about him (obviously), about his effect on others, about his relationship with his friends, his addiction, etc., and why it just makes the plot so much better. I hope you’re still with me. And that it’s been understandable up to this point because I really can’t express my ideas the way I want to easily, sorry about that.
The Cornetto trilogy doesn’t just have these hidden messages, morals, … A common thing between these movies is that the characters played by Simon Pegg are all flawed. They’re just flawed human beings. And these characters have to work on themselves to become better. The plot is usually what makes them realize things and help them grow to become their best self.
In Shaun of the Dead, Shaun is going nowhere with his life, he’s stuck in a routine with a dead-end job and a relationship he’s screwing up because Liz is the only one working on it. It’s not that he hates his life, but he doesn’t do anything to make it better either, he doesn’t really see the point. . He’s just there so he does what he’s got to do, but he doesn’t get out of his way to do more. And like Pete says, Shaun needs to sort his life out and do something. Here, killing z****e is apparently the way to a healthy and more positive life. (and no, I will not say the z-word and you shouldn’t either)
In Hot Fuzz, Nicholas Angel puts his work before anything else. That’s why his very serious relationship ended, it even caused him to be disliked by his colleagues and superiors. Like Janine says, he won’t ever be able to turn off if he doesn’t find someone he cares about more than his job. And throughout the movie, you see how Nicholas becomes, but also how other characters become thanks to him. I could talk about this masterpiece, about the foreshadowing in it and especially about Danny Butterman for hours on end but I’m not here for that today.
Also, Shaun had Pete to tell him what was wrong with him. Nicholas had Janine to tell him what was wrong with him. Who does that for Gary King? Because again, Gary is a very flawed character who needs to change as well. But first, we have to ask ourselves one question:
Who is Gary King?
Let’s get some answers.
Well, I’d give you a lot of answers if I had them but… we don’t really know much about Gary King, do we? Well, what we know about his past is what he told the people in the rehabilitation session. That he was The King. But it’s only later on in the movie that we’re able to get new details about him that help us get a clearer idea of who he is.
The King, the leader of their little group, the popular kid, is also selfish and self-centered. He’s injured his friends with his reckless behavior, he injured himself, he was already a heavy drinker and was using drugs. We don’t know much about his real past, about his family, or else. We know he hasn’t spoken to his mother in eight months when the movie takes place. He arrived in a psychiatric hospital after a suicide attempt but hasn’t told anyone, clearly. His mother doesn’t even know. He doesn’t like the way the hospital was “helping” him and after a quick decision, he got out of it to regroup his old friends and make an attempt at the Golden Mile again.
We know he isn’t happy. He’s bitter and sad, clinging onto a past he thinks better than anything else he could ever have. Addicted for most of his life and depressed to the point where he tried to kill himself. In the movie, he clearly just tries to reassure himself about his life, always lying to himself and to others.
Whenever reality catches up to him, he shies away from it, he’s not even able to look at Andy anymore. And the problem is, his friends are the reality and he’s the lie. He’s convinced himself of things so much that he believes in them and he can’t hear another version of the events that have happened, he needs to keep his embellished memories intact because he’d rather believe in a lie than in what he is.
He desperately needs the attention, because he’s so alone. He needs to live in his lie, to relive that great night, that moment when he could seduce Oliver’s sister, when his friends would have followed him to the end of the world, to finally prove himself right. And like Andy says, he’s never wrong, is he? He’d rather lie about his mother dying than face rejection and where he’s at. He’d rather have people stay with him because they pity him than because they want to be with him.
He lies about it as a last attempt to convince Andy to come along to Newton Haven, after also giving him money he had been owning him. (I’ll talk about the rest of this scene later on, it’s a very important thing to mention.)
And then, when reality is thrown at his face by Andy again, he miserably tries to get his sympathy once more, despite Andy not having it:
Just after that scene and right before they find out the truth about his mother, Peter says “I can’t help but feel sorry for him”, what Gary intended to do. He manipulates and is upset that things don’t go his way, no matter for what reason he is actually manipulating them. He wouldn’t admit it’s because he’s lonely and unhappy and that because he needs them to feel better, he’s fine with hurting their feelings again.
When he leaves the table to go to the restroom, he looks at himself and finally lets some real emotion out, only to realize what he’s doing.
He’s not proud of it. His friends have changed, yes, but he hasn’t. He’s still the same impulsive and selfish young man he used to be, but now he realizes that’s not how life works. Life doesn’t just go his way like it used to, or like he thought it used to. Life happens to you, you're not in control, and he probably realized that months ago, as he tried to end it.
Still, when the teenager arrives in the restroom, he puts his walls back up again directly, tries to show off and to befriend the young man by impressing him. He sees himself in him, a young and free man who just enjoys his time with his friends.
That’s why he was looking at them this way earlier in the pub:
Or when both groups crossed path outside in the afternoon. Yet, when the boy doesn’t respond and ignores him, he gets upset again and is ready to provoke a teenage boy for not paying attention to a drunk guy inviting him to drink with him and his friends.
Yes, the alcohol and the built-up frustration of the evening made him provoke that boy, but it doesn’t mean he’s not aware of the gravity of his actions every time he does something. He’s clearly aware that he manipulates his friends, that he only thinks about himself. It’s always in very short moments that you see him look away or having a hard time processing everything, because he knows the way he acts and as much as he hates himself for it, he can’t help it. To the point where he uses the terrible situation of Newton Haven, no matter if they might die, to finish the pub crawl. Why? He doesn’t care if he dies. At all. It’d probably be easier for him.
He can’t stand himself, but he can’t be someone else. He got upset at the boy’s silence, taking it as an insult, a way of being disrespectful towards him and in his head, no one should disrespect Gary King. There was a time when he loved being himself but like Sam rightfully says:
So with that in mind, what is Gary King?
That, I believe, is one of the most exciting part of the character. He’s as much the villain as he is the hero of the movie.
He’s a villain in his behavior, always has been. He liked being a “bad boy”, but he really did hurt his own friends and has been selfish for a long time. A lot of things that he did and still does make him a villain in this story. Yet, he doesn’t flinch in front of danger, he throws himself in battles the way he used to when Peter would get bullied. He fights for his life and stands his ground in front of the “big boss”, speaking on behalf of the entire human race so that the enemy would leave them be. He’s obnoxious, but he’s also very lovable. Again, like Sam said:
He wouldn’t be able to make someone else happy, or maybe for a while, but he probably wouldn’t be able to resist getting back to his old antics. He’s not meant to live a quiet life with a family, he needs his freedom, as he calls it, but deep down, he’s never actually been a Bad Person™ . He does care about his friends, in his own fucked up way, but he’s too damaged to do any good around him, it doesn’t matter if he’d like to or not.
That’s why he leaves again in the end. He can’t stay there and face everything that has happened. He saw his chance to start all over again and let his remaining friends be happy together, without getting in the way. He did the right thing by getting sober, but he regained his freedom, is still a rebel by staying with a bunch of blanks and not humans, and he’s with the version of his friends he’s always wanted to be with again. Maybe it’s a bit unhealthy for him to stay with these specific blanks, but it’s a better coping mechanism than alcohol and drugs. He’s his true self, but he’s sober and definitely feels better, like he belongs there.
Now, the time has come. Let’s really introduce his friends, talk about his relationship with them before talking about how he takes responsibility for his actions and how he deals with change. (yes I’m sorry this is endless)
All his friends have little stories to tell about his behavior during the movie. He injured all of them as well as he injured himself, and even if Oliver is the only one who didn’t receive a scar, he got his own birthmark removed because of the nickname they would always use. Gary was the only one using it still during the movie, despite being told off.
I’ll introduce them using Gary’s words in the beginning of the movie. It allows us to see the way he perceives them. Keep in mind that it’s the only way he could ever see them at that point, as he doesn’t know what they became and who they really are at that point in their lives. What we, as viewers, know, is that they seem to have all become pretty successful when it comes to their careers, and they just seem to have a good life in general, compared to Gary who is in that hospital and dealing with his addictions.
So, we’ve got Oliver Chamberlain. Gary introduces him by saying: “Ollie was funny, he fancied himself as a bit of a player, but really, he was all mouth. We called him O-man because he had a birthmark on his forehead that looked like a six. He loved it.”
He certainly did not love it. Like I said, he got the birthmark removed because it annoyed him so much to be called O-man. We don’t know much about Oliver, really. He manages a boutique estate agency in North London, he’s doing good, he’s always working. His sister is Sam Chamberlain, Steve has had a crush on her since high school and Gary had sex with her in the disabled. He’s in a sort of competition with Steve to win her over. We know Oliver was already acting like a business man in school. During their first attempt at the Golden Mile, he was out of commission after the 6th pub.
He’s also often mentioning Gary’s drug abuse throughout the movie.
He was clearly uninterested in going back to Newton Haven, he was very reluctant at the idea, but Gary succeeded in tricking him to go back. During the movie, Gary says a couple of times that Oliver is doing really good, as he didn’t go that far in the crawl the first time. He obviously doesn’t know he has been replaced by a blank in the middle of the crawl but he does say that he likes the new Oliver, the one that seems to be fine with following him around, who is able to go on with the crawl and encourages the others to join the party.
Now, Peter Page. Gary says: “Pete was the baby of the group. He wasn’t the kind of kid we’d usually hang out with, but he was good for a laugh. And he was absolutely minted.”
The cool guy hanging out with the most bullied kid in school? He indicates there that his wealth was one of the reasons he was friend with Peter, despite saying that “he was good for a laugh.” You can see that they get along pretty well during the movie, once Peter is relaxed with the alcohol. They joke around and laugh together quite easily. During the first attempt at the Golden Mile, after smoking marijuana in The Smokehouse, he was left on a park bench while Gary, Steve and Andy kept on going. He still works with his father and became his business partner. He’s the one who sold The Beast to Gary back in the day.
The scar Gary gave him was when Peter let him drive his 50cc Suzuki. Gary rolled over his leg.
He clearly was looking up to Gary at the time, probably because he was defending him whenever he’d get bullied.
There are a few moments where you can also see how submissive Peter still is, traumatized by the extreme bullying he went through in high school. He hates confrontation. He hides behind his newspaper when his kids are “fighting” at the table. It’s impossible for him to say anything when he meets his bully in one of the pubs and whenever a fight explodes, he’s the first one to try and hide, not fight.
He was killed and replaced after finally standing up against the blank that replaced his bully.
Steven Prince. Gary doesn’t have much to say about him: “Steve was a pretty cool guy. We jammed together, chased the girls. I think he saw us as rivals. Sweet, really.”
Like Oliver, we don’t have many information about his life. He had his own construction company, and he was bought out in ’05. At the beginning of the movie, he’s going out with a 26-year-old fitness instructor but the person he truly loves is Oliver’s sister, Sam. Gary and Steve got along just fine, but with what Gary says, you can see he thought he was better than Steve in different ways (shocking, I know). Gary and he used to play music together but stopped when Gary sold Steve’s bass to buy drugs.
In 1987, so when they were around fourteen, while they were playing cricket, Gary accidentally pushed Steven onto a broken bottle and Steve was left with a scar… well, on his ass. Now, we don’t know the origin of the bottle, but you certainly don’t need it to play cricket, from what I know? We also don’t know what they were drinking, so maybe I’m reaching by saying it could have already been Gary’s if he was already drinking alcohol, but we wouldn’t know so again, I might just be reaching! not confirming anything. Still, Gary injured him as well.
He wasn’t really happy when he saw Gary again for the first time, but still ends up going back. During the first Golden Mile, Steve was still there at the end. Even if they didn’t finish it, he was with Andy and Gary on the hills at sunset.
Now, Andy is the most important one, obviously. It wasn’t a surprise. Simon and Nick always play the two main characters and they always have a very strong bond. And Gary’s relationship with Andy is quite fascinating to say the least. For someone with as much pride as Gary King, talking about the way he feels is not all that easy. At least not without disguising it a little. Before we get into that part, here’s Andy’s introduction. This time, I’ll just explain who he is, and then show Gary’s words because I’ll talk about them more.
So, from what we know, Andy used to play rugby when he was younger. When the film takes place, he’s a corporate lawyer, he’s married and has kids. He seems to be doing quite well, even though we learn he and his wife are separated at the moment and that he's trying to get her back.
During the first pub crawl, he made it to the end of the night with Gary and Steve, ending up on the hills at sunset and failing the Golden Mile. Back in ’86, Gary injured him as well when they reenacted the knife game from Alien. Gary accidentally stabbed him in the middle finger.
We know that he remained friends with Gary until December 1997. Gary overdosed and Andy, while being extremely drunk, attempted to drive him to the hospital. He crashed his car and he had to go through a life-saving surgery that lasted for 12 hours before getting arrested. At that point, Gary who had made a “miraculous fucking recovery”, as Andy puts it, had abandoned him on the scene of the crash. After these events, Andy stopped talking to Gary and also stopped drinking.
It seems that “the accident”, as it’s referred as in the movie, drove them amm apart. We at least know they were still talking to each other in ’92, two years after they left school, because that’s when they decided to stop calling him “Fearless Leader”.
So they probably kept hanging out until the accident. Gary was certainly the glue sticking the group together but finally took it too far.
Now, when talking about Andy, Gary says this:
“And Andy. Andy was my wingman. The one guy I could rely on to back me up. He loved me, and I’m not being funny, but I loved him.”
Why would he be funny by saying that? Because admitting he loves his friend makes him less of a badass? No, he really liked his friends. But he loved Andy so much.
And I’m not talking as a shipper or anything. I’m really not. Actually, I’ve never shipped Gary with anyone if I have to be honest. Like Sam says, he’s not boyfriend material. I’m talking about platonic friendship. A very strong friendship that still existed despite “the accident”. That’s why Andrew keeps following Gary until they arrived at The World’s End, because he still cares, and he can’t watch him destroying himself like that. That’s why they all went back. Because in a way, they cared. They kept complaining but seeing everyone wasn’t that bad. They did laugh together, even with Gary, despite being pissed at him. They also weren’t expecting much of him, they know him:
But Gary’s relationship with Andy is special.
Andy is kind of the one who made everyone come back. They clearly didn’t go back for Gary. They went because of Gary, but each of them has asked if Andy would be there first. Probably because Andy’s presence would mean that if he could get past Gary’s mistakes, then maybe they could and should give it a try. And Andy went back with the hope that maybe Gary has changed, even just a little bit. When they are sitting outside while Gary’s playing Need for Speed (for someone who hasn’t seen it, this might sound like a weird as fuck movie), he says this:
Well, of course, he then learned he got money from the other three and gets mad, but you know. He did hope for a split second that he wasn’t exactly the same and that maybe, it was really because of what he told him in his office that Gary wanted to do that again. That’s also why he cuts him some slack at the beginning)
Speaking of the dialogue in his office! Remember I said I would come back to that scene at some point? Well, here we are. Yes, you might have forgotten because this post is very long and I ramble but if you’re still with me, well… it’s not almost the end but we’re getting there. Anyway! So, Gary lies about his mom dying and that’s the following conversation:
Again, maybe I’m reaching, but he seems so honest that I wouldn’t be surprised if he was actually using his mom’s death as a metaphor for his own suicide attempt. It got him thinking about the old days. He never really stopped thinking about them. He still has The Beast, he still has the tape Steve made him and that he was still always listening to, but these last months were probably extremely rough for him and got him really thinking about all of this in a more depressing way than he ever did. His life had been going downhill since he got out of school, but he finally hit rock bottom really hard.
He says his mother has always really liked Andy, but he might as well be speaking about his own feelings. He even says that he likes the guys, but that Andy was the best friend he’s ever had (and probably the only one he ever felt this way for.)
He has a weird behavior around Andy. He’s always acting so confident, but throughout the movie, he keeps seeking some kind of reassurance from Andy. Either because he wants his approval but also because he wants to prove himself right, or because he wants to believe everything is fine between them.
He has a really hard time expressing his true feelings, probably because he’s used to hiding them all the time. Every time he does express them, we can see how miserable he is and why Simon calls him “a walking tragedy”.
This leads me to the three most powerful dialogues in this movie, I think. I mean, in my opinion, they are the most telling about Gary’s truth, even though the movie is sprinkled with hints on what’s going on, like with this very obvious line:
We clearly know that it was something that was told directly to him, we know where, despite him acting like it’s just some trivia.
So the first dialogue I have in mind is the one with Sam. Sorry, loads of gifs are coming your way:
I feel like for the first time in the movie, he’s kinf of done with his own behavior and he’s ready to have a serious talk and admit some important things. Like when he says Steve is better than him, because he knows he’s a fuck up but now he’s ready to admit it. And in a few lines, you see something else. No, it’s not all about that night, it never was. Life doesn’t have purpose for only one night in your life. Yes, maybe it was the happiest night that there ever was, if it even was, but it doesn’t mean shit, really. But Gary holds on to it like his life was depending on it. Well, in this scenario, it kind of is. Sam tells him that it doesn’t have to be all about that night, kind of letting him know he has the choice to leave it behind and finally move on. And she can see that he gets it. But then, if Gary can’t hold onto that night, he at least wants to keep some things from it, hence his questions about the disableds. Sam agrees, giving him at least that because either way, he’s losing against his own life. If at least he’s trying, she can let him hold onto that memory.
It makes me think of the moment Gary tells Andy that the Golden Mile is all he’s got. There could be so much more, but Gary feels like he’s got nothing else, unlike his friends who have “everything”, like he says. That’s wy he fights for it, because it’s what’s important to him, like Andy is fighting for his marriage.
The second dialogue would be this one:
No, it wasn’t his fault that Andy crashed the car. He didn’t overdose on purpose, and Andy chose to drive him to the hospital while drunk and driving four times over the limit. But he did choose to flee the scene and leave Andy to die. And Andy wouldn’t be so angry and resentful if it hadn’t hurt him so much. It hurt him because he loved Gary.
Remember, when introducing Andy, Gary himself says that Andy was the one guy he could rely on. You’d think it would be the same for Andy, but Gary betrayed him.
Before the third dialogue, I want to elaborate on this, on Gary taking responsibility, kind of? He doesn’t talk about his mistakes.
Every time someone points out one of his past mistake or how his behavior is inappropriate, he changes the subject or tries to get his way.
He doesn’t want to face the things he’s done because he knows he can only blame himself for these situations and he already hates himself enough, he doesn’t need to be reminded of these things again and again.
And it’s also because he wouldn’t like to see his friends discover the way he really feels. Whenever his suicide attempt could get discovered or whenever he thinks about it, he quickly tries to hide the truth.
At first, I’m pretty sure he thought that Andy knew about his attempt, because he’s so surprised when he asks to see his arm. Then, when Andy tells him what injury he wants to see, he’s in full defensive mode and changes the subject again, trying to prove he’s him thanks to his memory, and not a scar.
Andy was ready to bash his head right in if for one second he believed he was a blank, but even then, Gary won’t show his arm, because he can’t let them know he hit rock bottom.
It’s the same with Sam:
The same old gary. Gary doesn’t like change. He hates it. He hates to see that his friends have changed and he knows that in a way, he changed as well, no matter how hard he tries to remain the same old Gary, the one that was happy.
When he learns that there are robots and that it’s not them that have changed but the town, he’s ecstatic.
And finally, the third dialogue I was talking about:
Getting help put Gary in emotional pain, even worse than what he already had before, because of the way he was treated. He hated it, he felt so miserable. Feeling like he’s living a lie, like nothing is what it’s supposed to be, feeling like he has absolutely no control. He doesn’t, not on life, but he could decide to do better. He just doesn’t have the courage.
Andy was already caring, way before that. And he’s always known Gary needed help. At that moment:
Andy wants to finally put the limit. It’s true, it’s the last one. Then, Gary will have completed the Golden Mile. Then, what? That’s not the point but what would Gary have done after that? He would have no purpose and like he says, the Golden Mile is all he’s got. Still, Andy doesn’t let him have one more drink.
Back in the tenth pub, he seemed to happy that Gary was accepting to let it go, to have one last drink and put an end to the crawl. He was still hoping for change.
I feel like this scene just shows how hard it is to overcome addictions just by yourself. He tried, when he got in the hospital, and he ended up leaving. He was really drinking his last beer, at that moment, but he couldn’t resist, once again, and had to have the other two. He really wanted to try, but the temptation was so strong.
Andy follows him because like his marriage, Gary is important, and he fights for what’s important to him.
Maybe Andy was able to make it on his own after the accident, but Gary isn’t Andy. He knows that Gary can’t make it on his own. He was never able to. It doesn’t mean he isn’t strong. Andy knows how strong Gary is, living through his addictions for so long, seeing that he tried to kill himself. He knows he’s strong, but it doesn’t mean he can’t have some help from people who really care about him. Now, he knows that can’t happen unless you force him to. So if he has to actually physically fight Gary to stop him, he will, because he knows his friend wouldn’t be able to stop unless being actually knocked the fuck out. He could let him have the last pint of the Golden Mile, but it would mean he allows him to do what he wants one more time. He puts a stop to it because the Golden Mile doesn’t matter, Gary matters. If he has to shatter his last chance of completing the crawl, even if he’s so close he can almost feel the beer on his tongue, he will if that’s what it takes to make him come to his senses.
Besides, he knows that Gary regrets what he’s done, both in the past and that day. He doesn’t constantly mean to hurt his friends. He does it because he can’t help it, but like Sam says, he’s not a bad person.
By the way, I often wonder what would have happened if they had forced him to show his arm when checking everyone’s scars. If Andy, Peter and Steve had discovered about his suicide attempt at that point.
Would they have understood that Gary was on a suicide mission, at that moment?
And that it was only making it all the more exciting for him?
This is Gary King, everyone.
Also, funnily and terribly enough, he relieved the night the same way he first lived it back in 1990. Some gifs and images as evidence:
Which begs the question; was the first night even that great to begin with?
I think I covered everything I had in mind (not bloody quite but well). I don’t even know. It wasn’t supposed to turn out like this but I’m glad it did, I got to ramble about my favorite trilogy for hours on end so. And also... I’m pretty sure I was trying to prove something with all this but my point is: I’m in love with Simon Pegg.
No, ok. Again. Seriously.
The World’s End is such an underrated movie. And Gary King is such an important character. The movie depicts human nature in the realest way, with all its flaws. And Gary King is depicting mental illness, was written by someone who went through this kind of things. The movie is very personal for both Simon and Edgar, actually. I don’t know much about Edgar, to be perfectly honest. I love his movies, he’s an genius, but I don’t know much about his personal life. I just do know this movie is important for him too. I do know that Simon has dealt with alcoholism, if I’m not mistaken he’s been sober since 2010, he knows what it’s like to battle addiction and depression.
The movie doesn’t romanticize these problems one bit. It shows how bad it can be, and how it can be perceived as by people not knowing much about these things. Remember that comment talking about the fact that the “mid-life crisis” Gary’s going through gets annoying after a while? Welp.
Could you imagine actually living in Gary King’s head for more than an hour. Unbearable. Especially since he’s aware of some of the fucked up things he’s doing and must hate himself for it.
Yes, there’s the humor and the crazy robot stuff going on on the side, but that was my point at the beginning. That’s why the big weird entity that invaded earth isn’t the big villain of the movie.
I always say the same thing about villains. Take Thanos in the MCU for example. He’s the fucking worst and yet, his actions are justified. Careful. Not excusable, justifiable. You understand that there’s a point for him, that he firmly believes in what he’s doing, that he’s sure his actions are what’s supposed to be done to make Earth a better world, that what he does is right. Yet, because we’re rational and fucking decent, we know that’s not the way you solve problems. Here, the enemy believes it needs to replace humanity with perfect beings, to… make Earth perfect, or something. You know that it’s pointless, because like they show, only three humans in Newton Haven were spared. Earth is filled with flawed humans, you’d have to replace everyone to make it better. And yet, these actions are “justified” by a thought process. Doesn’t mean turning humans into compost is excusable. That creature’s definitely a villain, but not the main one in the movie.
The end of the world ain’t even a bad thing in the movie. On the contrary. A lot of people survived and Andy himself says things are simpler. They’re kind of back to the Dark Age and they realized that all their problems seemed very small in comparison to such events, and they’re happier.
Here, Gary is his friends’ enemy, he’s the blank leader’s enemy, and he is his own worst enemy. He hurts absolutely everyone, himself included. Because of his own addictions and depression. That’s what can really happen in real life and that’s something I really like about the movie.
And he ends up alone. He took the decision to leave but you don’t have a dumb female love interest that falls for the bad boy and make the worst decision she could by getting with him at the end so that we’d have a happy end and so would Gary. Sam’s very honest with him, she tells him how things are until he finally understands and agrees with her. He makes the right choice (“for once,” like he says) and makes her save herself and is fine with her ending up with Steve.
He’s always known the truth, but he had to accept it and he does. It’s difficult, but he does.
I don’t think Gary’s end’s a happy one. I have mixed feelings about Gary’s end because I don’t think he’s going to be satisfied on the long term and he does deserve some happiness at that point in his life. He excluded himself from everyone and is still stuck in that circle of not growing up. He’s definitely happier and he’s sober. But what is going to happen? He’s going to grow old and the blanks won’t change and then what? How is he going to feel about that?
It’s a real ending, not a cheesy one. But at least he always has that option of coming back at some point. He did once. And he would be more welcomed, and he’d act the right way.
Like he told his teacher back in high school, all he ever wanted was to have a good time. With the four blanks, he’s traveling and having his own fun, he does what he wants, he has the freedom he always wanted to have, he kind of found his path. That’s all he ever wanted, he just found a new way to do so. At least, he’s got that, and he knows his friends have what they want as well. Earth is destroyed but Steven is with the love of his life, and Andy got back together with his wife and lives happily.
Well. I think that’s about all I wanted to say. I hope. That was long enough. I just hope you guys are still reading, and that you “enjoyed” this thing that took me forever to write. I’d love your opinion. I’d love it if it made other people watch the movie or enjoy it more than they did at first. I just love this movie so much. And I just love Gary King so much.
I rest my case. Lets’ Boo-Boo.
#i started writing this on wednesday but i had so much to do... well ok one activity was rewatching Spaced all over again but still#the world's end#gary king#simon pegg#edgar wright#the cornetto trilogy#shaun of the dead#long post#hot fuzz#nick frost#it's sometimes really hard to explain some stuff when it's not in your first language but i think i did ok#i've been procrasting a lot with this yes i wanted to post it ages ago but at least it's done#i can't even tell you how many times i've watched the movie to do this#actually i could i've been keeping counts of the number of times i've seen the three movies but anyway#when i thought i was done i watched the movie once again and noted everything that came to my mind while watching it#then i checked what i had already talked about and found myself adding a lot of stuff#this was a cool thing to do#i might do more but i'm not sure#i thought i'd actually do a post with the foreshadowing in hot fuzz#like showing what scene or line foreshadow what scene or line or whatever#or all the spaced references in shaun of the dead#stuff like that#so i'm tagging this post as 'my take on' so that if i do more stuff like that i have a tag for it#my take on#also um i love gary king#and this movie#that's about it#i think#oh yeah and making these gifs took me so fucking long i sure as fuck hope you can read them#and i've eaten i don't know how many cornettos while doing this but WHATEVER AM I RIGHT
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my grandma has a business shes been working on for years. im the only grand child that has been consistent in helping her with her business, but honestly its overwhelming because she wants to discuss things for hours and i honestly be ready to tap out 30 minutes in. Even though i am a videographer/editor, i honestly dont have the capacity to edit everything my family randomly asks for. Editing a trailer requires different skill sets than a documentary, which requires different skill sets than a commercial or a narrative film, etc. Its like my family thinks i can do it all just because i have experience with video. But everything i know required a long time of research and just time in general to get there. so when they ask my opinion on things im not skilled in and really take everything to weight it just feels like a lot of pressure. i was supposed to help her shoot this video for her business, but then i tested positive for covid and now i genuinely dont wanna go out there to see her. Shes gotten vaccinated but its only a 95% chance of not getting it. And when i tested positive i was asymptomatic the whole time, so its scary regardless. And the amount of time it takes to do the things they are asking for, it requires time and planning and effort on everyones half not just mine. My grandma emailed me something and then called me and was like get back to me what you think. And its just not that good of photoshop work since she made it herself, and its a lot of effort putting into words what she needs to do to be successful because it requires me researching it because i dont have a background in the stuff shes asking me to speak on. So its just frustrating because i dont like talking about hitngs in detail that i dont know -- esp when she is basing her money off of my critique. I dont like the pressure. So we talked and i told her how overwhelmed i was with life, and she gave me advice to be more disciplined -- which i appreciated and know that i need to do. She told me to hit people back when i can, but then called me 4 times (every 2 hours) to give her critique on the things she sent .and im like bruh, what youre asking for isnt a quick convo so its not something i feel like getting into my birthday week/leading into valentines day. its just frustrating when my family calls me with these very big ideas and expects me to do the labor just because im a videographer and editor. Like that is not a job you just wing-it or something that i should bear the responsibilities for as an individual for someone elses dream. even tho i believe in her, i dont feel like i should be expected to give feedback immediately. ill get back with you when i can with real critique since i can see off bat it needs work. But it will turn into a 3 hours convo and i just dont want to talk that long about this idea because i dont know marketing and i dont really know design. Look i made a `100+ slide powerpoint on how to use various social media platforms since my grandma didnt know how to work Facebook, twitter, etc. But it didn't even pay off because she doesnt even post on those sites because being a social media manager and a Ceo is hard lmao. So of course she isnt like doin design work n shit. but its like she asked me so i did even tho i knew those hours i put it werent really gonna be helpful to anyone.
but i have lost the capacity to have real conversations. ive gotten so used to being able to turn off social interactions that its weird to be in conversations when i nno longer feel like it. i immediately be done and want to switch off but tis not like taht in the real world. Its just frustrating because i feel like im suffering and disappointing everyone by continuing to suffer after i told them i was suffering. like why are you surprised?????????
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bestfriend! Joshua
Anon requested: “could you do a joshua best friend au?”
Genre: friendship
Word Count: 1504
you’ve known Joshua Hong for most of your life
went to the same school all the way into highschool
elementary, not much happened
probably just say hi and stuff like, “Can i use that glue stick when you're done”
middle school came along and the two of you were officially in the 7th grade
you weren’t really the type of person to have a lot of close friends, maybe only a little over a handful
but you did have a lot of friends, your classmates and friends of friends
because you never really had a problem having a fun and nice conversation with someone
Joshua was one of those friends, just the nice boy in your math and history class who actually knew all the states and their capital
until your history teacher decided your class wasn’t allowed to choose their own partners anymore and chose them herself
“Y/n and Joshua, you guys have ‘Causes of The Civil War’ ”
so as you gave up your seat for someone else, you scooted into the now empty desk next to Joshua
“Hey Joshuaa, so what do you want to do first”
“Hmm we can look at the text book first”
the whole project had some class time available to work on it but was expected to be worked on at home
“Do you want to do a powerpoint then?” he asks
“Yeah! What’s your number so I can send you the links and stuff”
so you guys finished your project a day early and got an A of course
and the conversations should've died there or something
except when you had to sit next to each other for presentations he leaned over and looked at the paper on your desk
“You like Naruto?”
you look down at you rough doodle of Naruto’s face and grinned
“Yeah do you??”
so that’s how the two of you became close because later that night, you texted him ranting about the latest episode
and the conversation went on to other animes
then somehow led to whether you finished your essay
then to which flavor of ice cream was best
the two of you, probably the most unlikely friends ever
the nice, quiet boy who hung out with his group of guy friends
and the social butterfly who pretty much talked to everyone,
and now him
highschool came around and you watched as he taught himself guitar
and joined choir
“What the freak Josh why am I just finding out you have such a nice voice, it’s not fair”
“Oh,” he laughs as you poke his shoulder over and over again at lunch, “Sorry my bad”
even though you and Joshua had many different classes and were involved in different groups, the two of you never failed to hang out
one of the these times being towards the end of highschool, where you went to this annual Korean festival together
“Look I wanna go there! There’s fried fishcake” you saying tilting your head towards the stand and proceeding to tug on his arm
“Hold on please!”
the both of you pause and turn to around to face a foreign voice
your eyes meet a Korean man, who’s facing Joshua
“Do you know what kpop is?”
he continues to explain how he’s a manager for Pledis Entertainment and scouting for trainees, then asked Joshua if he wanted to join
“Ah can I please think about it?” he says, while you just look at them back and forth
the guy hands him is contact information and gives him a couple days to decide
“JOSH!” you squeal, even though you didn’t really understand the situation much, but you understood something, “You could go be a singer!”
“I know I know, but can I do it? Live in another country? How do I even know..” he trails off nervously
you grab his shoulders and look him in the eye,
“Joshua Hong. I know you kay, you finna spend the rest of your life regretting it, and I know how much you want this okay. What do I always say?” you stare at him pointedly
“If life gives you ramen you take it and eat every last bit,” he says, a smiling forming on his face
“Right!” you say laughing
so for the next two or so years, you guys always stayed in touch
without fail, you guys would at least text every other day
and when he debuted, he sent you tickets to his showcase with the backstage tickets
so what other thing is there to do besides go
and be extra af
so of course you went disguised as a fan
with a baseball hat with seventeen written across
and a giant neon poster with 'JOSHUA HONG' written across
and a bright orange t-shirt with the derpiest Joshua face you could find from Seventeen TV
and let's not forget the gift you prepared him
you almost lose your voice from all the screaming you did but whatever it's worth it
and when it's over, you go backstage
and basically tackle Joshua, proudly
"JOSH YOU MOTHER FREAKING DEBUTED" you scream loudly
"Y/N WHAT ARE YOU WEARING?" he exclaims holding his laugh in poorly
Svt crowds around you dying of laughter from your outfit
the two of you catch up on everything and you end up pretty much being the last friend or family backstage
with the other members screaming excitedly around you guys, you talk to them a bit
"Guess WHAT I gotchu a gift" you say wiggling your eyebrows at Joshua
he laughs, still on a happy high, "What what, I have expectations"
"Oh TRUST me, this will be the best gift you've ever gotten"
you hand him a gift bag
as he pulls the tissue paper out, looking inside the bag, and immediately bursts out laughing
pulling the item out, the others are laughing and seal clapping
"thanks for the matching shirt”
"Anytime, now there's more!!" you say winking
he grabs the last thing from the bag and laughs, extremely amused
dropping the bag in surprise he holds the item to his face
a water bottle with 'DRINK WATER NOT ALCOHOL' printed on in big, bold, black letters
"You're gonna be dancing a lot so you need to stay hydrated!" you grin, winking excessively
"Ah you're the best, seriously" he grins and pulls you into a hug
fast forward 2 years or so later
your have your life together as best as you can for a college student, and find the time to attend his concert
like last time, nothing will ever compare to seeing Joshua and his group live
as you walk backstage, the more mature ish side of you doesn’t play jokes and engulfs him a tight hug
“You’ve made it so far” you say looking at him with tears in your eyes, ruffling his hair
“Qhat is this you’ve turned soft?” he jokes ruffling your hair also
“College does that to a person I guess” you joke
the two of your haven’t seen each other in over two years after all
and with this limited amount of time you guys made the most of it
right before you have to leave, he tells you to wait
so you settle down at the edge of the stage, where the two of you were, legs hanging off the sides
he comes jogging back over, a box in hand
“What is this? you already gave me a set of merch” you say laughing, accepting the box as he hands it to you
“A gift” he says, flashing his eye smile
you make a surprised sound,”hmm? what did i do, you already give me a bunch of free stuff”
“Aye we’re best friends, besides it’s nothing burdensome, promise” he claps his hands together and grins
you pretend to glare at his seriously, “Imma hold you to that Hong”
opening the box, that was clearly wrapped by a staff member or possibly Mingyu
you know your best friend after all
picking up the object, the first thing you register is it’s a really nice looking water bottle
well as nice as they get
you're a pretty quick person so 0.1 seconds later you register the giant bolded words in your favorite color
‘WHEN LIFE GIVES YOU RAMEN YOU TAKE IT AND EAT EVERY LAST BIT’
you stare at the bottle then turn at Joshua who’s looking at you excitedly
“Wow i'm a freakin philosopher”
“Yah!”
“Just kidding~ i love it i’m going take it with me everywhere” you smile, wrapping an arm around his shoulder
“Good and drink water-”
“And alcohol because yes i'm definitely gonna fill it with vodka or something” you tease
“No no no you better not!” he says pretending you scold you
“Ssshhh we’ll see” you smirk
“Y/n L/n”
“That’s me, your bff dude”
he doesn’t bother to try to further the conversation, knowing he’ll lose
and so the too of you sit there
basking in the stadium lights and sipping on water not alcohol ;)
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Second Row, Second Seat.
How is it that the one day I’m late is the day of the final exam? I didn’t stay up all night studying. I’ve paid attention in every lecture every week for the last term and I’ve done all my homework with a solid B plus average. I wasn’t sleep deprived or stressed or anything. Wasn’t. Not now. Not at 11:28. The door shuts at 11:35 and I’m on the wrong side of campus. Now I’m stressed.
I set off running as soon as I shut my car door, throwing my arm behind me as I run, pressing the lock button on my key ring. “I can do this.” I shove my keys into my jacket pocket and hold onto my backpack straps, keeping it from bouncing too much as I sprint towards Stetler Hall. I narrowly avoid multiple collisions with slow walkers. I want to be angry with them for walking at a leisurely speed when my grade is resting on their pace but I know that its not their fault. I have to throw in a spin to avoid a moving janitor cart, using every bit of the football skills I was forced to learn in middle school P.E.
I check my watch as I run up the stairs to the second floor of my building. 11:32. I can do this. I can see the room. I don’t think I’m breathing anymore. I’m definitely trying to breathe. But I’m sure that I’m not. The door is still open. Hallelujah. My feet carry me over the threshold and I sigh as I realize the professor isn’t here yet.
“He’s late.” The girl I always sit near in two classes but never learned the name of smiles. “We were just saying we should shut the door on him. See how he likes it.” She folds her arms across her chest smugly. I realize I really don’t like this girl. I take a second to wonder why I sit near her so often. “Are you okay? You look like you’re gonna pass out.”
“I might.” I nod and head towards my seat. I stop short. I check to make sure I have the right row. Everything else is wrong today, I wouldn’t be surprised if I was in the wrong row too. I blink. Nope. Second row, second seat. My seat. My seat every single lecture for the last term. And yet, I’m not in it. I frown at the person who shouldn’t be there. “Uhhhh….” I’m still not breathing. Maybe I’m just hallucinating.
The hallucination looks up to meet my eyes. He has to be my imagination. No one has eyes that color in real life. My imagination speaks: “Can I help you?” He frowns back.
I blink multiple times. I look back to the girl who’s name I don’t know. She shrugs at me. I look back to my imaginary seat stealer. “You’re in my seat.” I wheeze.
“Excuse me?”
“My seat. Second row, second seat. It’s my seat.” I tuck my thumbs under my backpack straps.
“There’s one right there.” He jerks his thumb behind him a row and two seats to the left.
“Yeah.” I glare at him. “There is.” I nod. “You can have that one.”
He raises his eyebrows at me, flashing the imaginary eye color at me. “That’s not happening. I’m already here. You want the seat; get here early enough to have it.” He shrugs and shifts down in the chair, crossing his ankles.
I scoff. “Who even are you? Do you have this class?”
“No.” He purses his lips. “I just like to come sit in lecture halls and take final exams of classes I’m not enrolled in. Its my idea of a wild time.” He winks at me.
“I’ve literally never seen you in here before.” I clench my jaw, still standing exactly where I am.
“Attendance isn’t part of the grade.” He shrugs.
“You need to move.” I fold my arms.
“Not gonna.” He folds his own.
“Listen here buddy-“
The door shuts behind me. “Sorry class, traffic was terrible.” The professor sighs and slams his satchel on the table. I half turn to face him without fully turning away from my seat. “I’ll give everyone a bonus point for every minute I was late. How’s that sound?” He looks at his watch. “Oh shoot.” His eyes widen. “I didn’t realize I was that late…. I shouldn’t have made that promise.” He whispers to himself. Some of the students chuckle. “Ah well.” He sighs again. “Please take your seat, Miss Winston.” I point with both hands to the hallucination in my seat. “Oh.” My professor looks like he’s in shock. “Mr. Hayes! I assumed you’d dropped this class.”
My hallucination smiled and waved. “Nope. Just been busy. I’m more than ready for this test though, sir. Been going over the powerpoints every week.”
“Well,” the professor frowned. “I guess there’s nothing wrong with that. But you miss out on all my charm and good looks if you don’t come to class every once in a while.” He pulls a stack of papers from his bag. “And I have a tendency to favor students who show up.” He smirked. “That’s Miss Winston’s seat.” He holds a paper out to my hallucination. “If you’d like to take this exam, you can take it in a different desk.” He hands me a paper too. I smirk as I take it from him.
“Good luck.” I sneer as he worms out of my chair, tossing his backpack across the row onto the desk he’d pointed out earlier. I sit down in the slightly warmed chair and straighten my paper. I smirk back at him. He smiles and his teeth are almost as bright as his eyes. I blush and look down at my exam.
I breeze through the multiple-choice questions, knowing if I did well on them, I wouldn’t even need to do the essay question. It looks ridiculous and tedious and I’m still not comfortable because my seat is too warm and I’m still trying to catch my breath. I was half tempted to leave the essay blank but I wasn’t willing to risk it. I spend a solid three minutes bull-crapping my way through some argument I don’t even agree with before I stand to turn in my paper. My hallucination scrambles out of his seat too. I glare at him as we both hold our exams out to the professor at the same time.
“That was quick.” My hallucination keeps stride with me as we both leave the lecture hall.
I squint at him. “You turned yours in the same time I did.”
“Yeah. I was waiting on you. But I thought it would be a longer wait.” He steps in front of me, walking backwards.
“You finished before me?” My eyebrows rise in spite of myself. “How?”
“I skipped the essay question.” He shrugs.
I chew my lip. “Who are you?” I shake my head.
“Hunter.” He holds out his hand towards me.
I shake it. “Sarah.” I say.
He smiles. “You’re really obsessive about your seat huh?” I roll my eyes and push past him. He catches back up and pulls me to a stop by my backpack. “Hey wait.” He chuckles. “I’m not athletic enough to chase you across campus.” I raise an eyebrow at his biceps but I say nothing. He smirks. I swear he flexes too. “Listen, I was gonna ask if you wanna go get coffee or something.” His impossibly colored eyes bore holes into mine and I find myself not wanting to say no. I nod. “And, since you’re so particular about where you sit, I’ll even let you pick the place.” He winks.
12:24. Walking across campus instead of running now. I’m still not breathing right. But I’m definitely not stressed. Not now.
a/n College student, smug, and academic Hunt because its 3 things I’ve never written before. I like it for a change. Also I would definitely get this freaked out about someone sitting in my seat. I was always first row closest to the door and second seat. Always. in every class i ever took (including middle and high school) and the one time someone else sat in my seat- I turned around and left. If i’m not in my regular seat- I’m not coming in and no amount of money can make me daggum it. .... I’m sleep deprived yall. Feedback is cool. Notes are cooler. People are awesome. If yall wanna talk to me - even if its not about the fic- you go right ahead and drop me a message. I’m lonely. kaythanksmateloveyoutoobye
#iwritestuffsometimes hh#hunter hayes#hunter hayes fanfiction#hunter hayes imagines#oneshot#fluff#ftlow
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