#I want them to get to a stage where they can rekindle a bit of a friendship :3c

[citrighost]

between art fight and grinding to make these charms before the order date, I need a break for some little indulgent song doodles

[fullscoreshenanigans]

What sort of occupation do you think Norman would like?

Because I 100% agree he should not be a CEO

[Offshoot of this post]

I'm very biased by @officersnickers and @salsae and either see him as a doctor of some sort (default to pediatrician) or a university professor/researcher. Something that can incorporate his affinity for mathematics and science, provide him with mental stimulation and challenges, and allow him to achieve recognition on a global stage if he so desires without throwing away his empathy and humanity.

(Chapter 85 Bonus Comic | Mystic Code Book Chapter 7 Q&A)

I feel like that last element is a big thing for a lot of people given what he went through at Lambda. The worst year and some odds month of his life had him isolated away from his family in a cage, alone, and he suffered greatly for it.

It's an idea that's illustrated so poignantly in the chapter 128 cover art. Ray has become so much warmer and devoted to his friends and family after being afforded the chance to hope "for a future that is like a dream" and to care for them openly under Emma's tutelage, heart a wellspring of love and empathy. They're all shaping each other while he's left to wither, and the cunning and ruthlessness that save him almost lead him to a point irrevocable (by the narrative's standards; for some, he passes it).

(Chapter 181.4)

It's hard to ascertain what capacity a CEO operates in in this future, what ethical standards there are and what boundaries he sets for himself on top of the vast range of industries they dabble in, but that he's tied up in it at all with all the negative connotations surrounding the role and potential exploitation involved after overturning fate itself and restructuring a world order leaves a bad taste in a lot of people's mouths, even with the simplicity and flexibility it affords in explaining away financial woes.

With a doctor, teacher, or any career without that level of baggage, there's the opportunity for him to incorporate his interests and be met with engaging challenges while simultaneously tempering that ruthlessness via establishing interpersonal relationships and working toward a collective, communal good. The possibilities for him are endless, but that's what I like for him since he holds Emma as his guiding star.

(Chapter 14)

For Emma, I've seen multiple instances of her being a teacher, especially one who works with young children due to how wonderful she is at understanding and empathizing with people, but she also has the tenacity to become a political activist or some other role of leadership.

(salsae's to have and to hold and these hands could hold the world)

Like Norman, anything that gets her actively involved in the wider world for a communal or societal good and allows her to flourish works for me.

For Ray, I have such a big soft spot for him being a librarian and rekindling his childhood love of reading under kinder circumstances and sharing it with future generations, but with his aptitude for science that Shirai mentions in the mystic code book and we see crop up throughout the story

(Chapter 140)

there's a lot of possibilities for him too, though out of the trio I feel he'd be the least likely one to entertain the spotlight.

(Chapter 181.4)

But maybe an architect who blends art and science together to construct a community given one of the things he wanted to do in the human world with his family was see the Sagrada Família (another one influenced by Snickers).

Interestingly, I've yet to stumble across any fanfics or headcanons where he becomes a professional chef, and I wonder how much of that is a shared sentiment of viewing cooking as part of his love language that he'd rather stay personal, something he only does for his friends and family rather than making a career out of it.

(banana_slug_army's The Language of Cooking)

While also unlearning bit by bit the idea etched into his psyche after years as Isabella's spy that love is always transactional.

[adamwatchesmovies]

The Sound of Music (1965)

I was shocked to learn that The Sound of Music received mixed reviews upon its release in 1965. I can sort of understand someone criticizing the liberties it takes with the story it's based on (though of course, someone who does this should realize that real life is not particularly cinematic) but how can you not fall in love with this musical? Unabashedly sweet, it effortlessly charms you. This is exactly the kind of movie you’d love to watch on a miserable day when you’re sick. No matter how foul your mood is, it’ll lift your spirits.

In 1938 Austria, Maria (Julie Andrews, magnificent) studies to become a nun but doesn't fit in with her peers. She’s always humming a tune and constantly finds her spirit whisked away by music. To help her decide where she belongs, Maria is sent to help care for the seven children of Captain von Trapp (Christopher Plummer). As the family bonds, everything seems blissful, until neighbouring Nazi Germany begins mobilizing its troops…

If you’ve never seen The Sound of Music before, you’ll feel a little foolish once it’s over. You haven't sat down with this movie, but you’ve heard several of the songs before, you’ve seen parodies of the most memorable scenes and you may have even seen clips out of context. It makes you go "Oh! That's from THIS movie!" There’s no way to forget My Favorite Things, Do-Re-Mi, Sixteen Going on Seventeen or So Long, Farewell and you won’t want to. Much credit belongs to Richard Rodgers and Oscar Hammerstein II, who wrote the stage musical but if that was all the movie had going for it, you could watch a stage version. What elevates this production is the cast. Julie Andrews, best known for her role in Mary Poppins is unsurprisingly excellent as Maria. What she does almost seems easy because - like the children she cares for - you instantly fall for her. She’s so sweet, gentle and kind it’s hard to imagine even the iciest hearts - like the one beating inside Captain von Trapp - staying cold in her presence. What’s surprising is Christopher Plummer. Turns out, he can sing. I don’t know if you’d be as excited at the idea of them becoming romantically entangled if the children weren’t there, but that’s the point. If Maria does fall in love, it won’t be with just the father, it will be with the family.

The film’s best scenes often involve dance numbers. Not the big kind of dances that suddenly has everyone in the country expertly coordinated; playful, childlike dances as the young Von Trapps perform for a crowd or tender scenes between two people who tell us how they feel through lyrics and body language. Though the children are only given limited screen time and character development, they all get enough for you to understand them as people. It helps that the young actors portraying Liesl, Louisa, Friedrich, Kurt, Brigitta, Marta and Gretl are terrific.

One of my favorite things about The Sound of Music is that while it’s light, happy, romantic and carefree - maybe even corny - it has this tiny bit of tension and a smidge of fear in it too. As we approach the second act, a looming shadow in the distance keeps you wondering. When Germany annexes Austria, it’s a cold bucket of reality dumped onto this musical. Things were so sweet and light before; surely this means the family will be alright? You’re pretty sure they will be, but there’s a part of you that doubts. It’s just enough to give this movie stakes and compels you to keep watching. As nice as the film is, it might’ve been too much without that little bit of vinegar.

The Sound of Music has melted the ice around my heart and rekindled my appetite for musicals. It's the kind of picture that introduces itself to you by handing you a bouquet. You fall in love with the songs, the story and the dance numbers too. There's even a puppet show so darling it'll make your every worry and fear vanish. I can't wait to see it again. (December 13, 2023)

[taylorrepdetective]

Wait could you expand on says don't go / cornelia street analysis? I would like to hear more about that

Say Don’t Go was written with DW during the last days of December 2013. It appears to be about a new, undefined relationship where Taylor is in that stage of not knowing where the other person stands and is confused and a bit distraught that they are leading her on and don’t feel as strongly as Taylor does. Taylor is hooked and desperately hoping this person isn’t gonna be another unrequited love. You can read it as an early non-labeled relationship because Taylor says “I love you” to the person apparently for the first time, and is met with devastating silence. Ouch. (It obviously could be read as a relationship that is trying to be rekindled and the other person is not fully into it, but to me, new, undefined relationship fits best, especially with the timing of what I believe was going on at this time, and with other context, which I’ll get to.)

The lines “why’d you have to lead me on” and “I’m trying to see the cards that you won’t show” is a direct parallel to Cornelia Street’s looking back to the early stages of that relationship “Back when we were card sharks playing games, I thought you were leading me on”. So assuming Say Don’t Go was written contemporaneously to the events of late 2013, and that verse of Cornelia street is looking back to then, we got a resolution to the questions asked in SDG. Taylor thought they were leading her on but the “you called before I hit the tunnel..showed your hand” indicates that the other person finally explained themselves and they weren’t leading her on. And since in CS she is looking back from 2016 (when she lived at Cornelia st) to the early part of relationship, we can assume that that showing your hand bit in CS means the relationship from late 2013 continued for years.( Yes I know there’s that pesky “packed my bags left Cornelia st” that doesn’t fit 2013 , but let’s not forget she buzzcuts things and doesn’t always write literally because she is in the closet. Personally, I substitute The West Village for Cornelia St here.)

There are lots of other parallels in this song to other songs. First of all we have “cat and mouse for a month or two or three” which in my world view points to an early undefined relationship where they were sort of playing games with each other before they defined it. And Delicate, which was them having The Talk to define it.

The most intriguing parallel, though, is with YAIL. This new idea that Taylor’s confession of love was met with a devastating silence, and then by the time she wrote YAIL she was able to reinterpret that silence into a form of falling in love with your best friend (with the fear of ruining it causing confession paralysis that is such a core queer experience) is really something. I always loved YAIL, but this interpretation takes it to another level that makes me want to jump off a cliff.

Other possible linked songs:

-shot in the darkest dark and Getaway Car’s we never had a shotgun shot in the dark.

-The way she yells “I Love You” calls back to Cruel Summer’s screamed “I Love You” which was met with a devilish grin.

- the knife and the bleeding also ties to cruel summer.

I don’t want to go too far because it’s easy to get caught up in Swiftisms and see parallels that aren’t really there (like she wrote songs about trucks and dresses and rain and porches when she was 13-15 yo, it doesn’t mean she was still singing about that muse 10 years later.) But the card sharks, showing your hand, leading me on stuff between CS and Say Don’t Go is as clear as anything we ever get imo.

Lastly, we have this diary entry to tell us, contrary to her public statement that she stopped dating for two years, she was clearly dating someone during this period (one week after writing SDG) and it wasn’t going well:

Also, the original prologue to 1989 included this:

I wrote about moving to the loudest and brightest city in the world, the city I had always been overwhelmed by... until now. I think you have to know who you are and what you want in order to take on New York and all its blaring truth. I wrote about the thrill I got when I finally learned that love, to some extent, is just a game of cat and mouse.

So another parallel to Lover, that is specifically about deciding to move to NY.

So to me, it appears that sometime shortly after this diary entry, the Delicate conversation happened and the hand was shown. And she decided to move to NY by the end of January,

[pythoneon]

Someone might’ve posted about this before, but while i have the persistent brainrot, I wanna ramble about hatchetfield and the perpetual cycle of missed opportunities.

The first couple is pretty obvious: Paul and Emma. They’re two people who don’t get the chance to move past the early stages of a relationship. In TGWDLM, they’ve just gotten on a first name basis, even though he’s a regular and there’s a connection between them. It’s a slow burn that fizzles out because of the circumstances. Black Friday is a bit different because, while they’re not an official couple, Emma cares enough about Paul to bring her to what she thinks is a belated Thanksgiving dinner with estranged family. But that musical ends with everyone being blown to kingdom come, so again, it doesn’t evolve further than being “intimate” with each other. Then, of course, there’s their brief interaction in NPMD which parallels TGWDLM, with an interruption by Officer Bailey. In Nightmare Time, only Paul 23 and Android! Emma have a happy ending, but not without hiccups of course. They seem like an inevitability-pun fully intended-in every universe. Oftentimes, their potential is never fully realized.

Becky and Tom is an interesting couple because they’re the only main pairing that dated and broke up, only to get back together later on. They dated in high school and were pulled apart by circumstance. Tom goes to war, and in the interim, Becky becomes entangled with her abusive husband that keeps them apart even after he comes back. In Black Friday, they reunite, bone in the movie theater, but again, they get fucking bombed at the end. In Jane’s A Car, they actually get to rekindle their relationship, getting to the point that Tom brings Becky home to meet his son. Tim even likes Becky, acknowledging that she can’t replace his mom but she’s a good presence for them both. Unfortunately, Tom’s grief and guilt drives them apart again-pun not intended this time. There could be other worlds where they get back together as well, but that comes after years of heartbreak, trauma, and separation.

Lex and Ethan are interesting because in every world we’ve seen thus far, they start each story in a very committed relationship. We don’t see their beginning stages like the others, so we already know how they are together. This makes Black Friday even more devastating when we watch Ethan die protecting Hannah, and Lex never finds this out. She dies unaware of his fate. Then in Witch in a Web, they’re both in jail after trying to make money to get Hannah out of their neglectful mother’s home. Yellow Jacket is the worst, I think. Because Ethan wants the best for Lex and Hannah, he allows Hannah to take part in the super kid fight club, which accidentally dooms his relationship after they kill Otho and have to go on the run from Charlie. We see him getting her a ring, preparing to propose to her, but he never gets the chance. Lex leaves him behind in Hatchetfield to relieve him of the burden of having to protect her and Hannah. Ethan loves Lex so much that while trying to save her, he loses her.

Finally, our newest and most hopeful addition: Steph and Pete. The babies. We see them first in Abstinence Camp, finding kindred spirits in each other because they see themselves outcasts in their environment. I’d argue this is also true in NPMD. They’re both outliers in their social groups, and connect because of this. In TGWDLM, we can assume they both are infected before ever meeting-the same thing goes for Black Friday. The nice thing about their relationship is, in both Abstinence Camp and NPMD, they end the story in the early stages of their romance, and we can assume it’ll develop further because they both trust each other and have ‘defeated’ the monster. However, they don’t get through it unscathed. Nobody does. But I’ll be optimistic and say they’re the only ones who actually get the happy ending they deserve.

Some honorable mentions:

- Ted and Charlotte, and Ted and Jenny. Ted seems to truly care for Charlotte, and in TGWDLM, he watches her die for her scummy husband. In Black Friday, they’re briefly seen together at the end, but again, BOMB. Then there’s Forever & Always, where it’s revealed Ted is responsible for the death of his one true love, and also his own.

- Linda and Gerald is less subtle, considering they’re both batshit, but their insanity makes them a match made in hell. So, it’s pretty sad when, in Nightmare Time 2, Gerald dies helping Linda become the titular Honey Queen. And, of course, Linda dies in Black Friday while on the phone with him.

- DUKE AND MISS HOLLOWAY. OH BOY DO I HAVE SO MUCH TO SAY ABOUT THEM. THE TRAGEDY OF FALLING FOR SOMEONE WHO YOU CAN NEVER SHARE YOUR LIFE WITH BECAUSE BUT YEARNING TO BE IN THEIR LIFE IN ANY WAY POSSIBLE. THE PAINS OF BEING IN LOVE WITH SOMEONE THAT YOU NEVER REALLY KNEW, NOR COULD YOU EVER TRULY KNOW HER, BUT YOU LOVE HER REGARDLESS, AND YOULL ALWAYS LOVE HER. PROTECTING THE PERSON YOU LOVE EVEN IF IT MEANS ACCIDENTALLY DAMNING YOURSELF INTO STARTING OVER WITHOUT THAT PERSON. GOD THEY MAKE ME SO SAD

[bangtansmauyeondan]

THIRTY-FIVE | S03 E03 — Can You Keep a Secret?

Pairing: In-Studio Director!Jungkook x Stage Director!Fem Reader

Genre: rivals au, social media au, frenemies to lovers, slow burn, fluff, smut, angst, crack.

Rating: 18+

Warnings: explicit language, mentions of abandonment, alcohol consumption, harmless scheming, dare, bet, smut

Summary: It has always been the battle of the best between you and your college rival, Jungkook. What happens when years later, you cross paths again working for the same network broadcasting company, and the competitive flame is rekindled? Well, a whole new drunken bet that determines your futures wasn’t in your line of vision but here you are… and you have until 35.

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Taehyung hung up the receiver on the security phone and heaved out a heavy sigh. His head throbbed and he winced at the pain everytime he shut his eyes. This is probably the worst hangover he’s had so far and he couldn’t even bring himself to get out of the couch all day. It’s a good thing he had no schedule for the rest of the week because of the grave weather at the shooting location.

His own security team that closely works with his apartment building’s security just informed him that you’re there to see him and they asked him to give it clearance before sending you on your way up to his penthouse. He made a mental note to give you your own elevator keycard, so that you wouldn’t have to go through his security for a visitor’s card every time you visit him.

He looked up when he heard the elevator ping, signaling that you’ve reached the penthouse, so he sauntered over to the hall to greet you. The disappointment written all over your face could not be hidden even through his drunk bleary eyes. “Hey, beautiful…” He leaned in for a hug and a quick kiss on the cheek, but you were quick to step away.

“Are you okay to talk, or still too drunk to process everything around you?” You snapped at him. Irritated is not even the correct word to describe how you feel towards Taehyung at the moment. Were you annoyed? Angry? Mad? Pissed? Taehyung seemed to sense your emotions and stepped closer to you, taking your hands. “Tae…” you pulled your hands back and walked over past him, to the couch. “Can we please sit down and talk for a bit?”

“Okay, what is it you wanna talk about?” Tahyung sat opposite you on one of the loveseats.

“You didn’t have to go to my work place, you know? My boss had to summon me in his office this morning because you barged in there drunk. How did you even get past the security?”

Taehyung sighed, not expecting that to be the first thing that you wanted to talk about. He was hoping you’re gonna wanna talk about where you stand in your relationship, because he’s dying to make it official. “I had my security deal with them and only left the car when they gave me the clearance. Why weren’t you there? Did you have a fun sleepover with Jungkook and your bestfriend?” Taehyung’s words were laced with sarcasm.

“Stop. Don’t do this right now, Tae.”

“You’re the one who wanted to talk though,” he hunched over and pouted like a teenager.

“Okay, I’m gonna talk, and you will listen.” You’re never really the one to not stand your ground. You tend not to care about who you’re talking to as long as you know you’re not in the wrong. “I'm just gonna jump in and lay the cards on the table… If you’re looking for someone who will jump into a relationship with you right now, I’m not that person, Taehyung.” You sighed. “I’ve been really enjoying your company and really taking the time to get to know you better, but I don’t think we already know each other well enough to jump into a serious relationship.”

“Why?” Taehyung straightened up on his seat, eyes widening like saucers, staring at you. “You wanna get to know me better? Then stay, don’t leave my side.”

“That’s exactly why; I’m a grown-up, I have work to do and people to talk to. You don’t expect me to babysit you,” you said calmly. “I can’t just stay at your beck and call, and you can’t follow me around.”

Taehyung stood up and sat beside you on the couch, capturing your hand between his. “It’s not like that and you know it,” desperation noted in his voice. “I just want you close, especially since you were mobbed by the fansites.”

“I wasn’t mobbed. It wasn’t like that,” you pulled your hand away.

“Yn, you are really hurting my feelings right now,” Taehyung said, almost whispering, and something tugged on your heartstrings. Was it guilt? Were you too harsh on him?

“Look, I’m sorry. I just don’t want people to get the wrong idea,” you bit your lip guiltily. “Let’s be friends for now, shall we? Let’s just have fun and take our time to get to know each other better.”

“Is that really what you want?” Taehyung looked at you with puppy eyes.

“Yes. I don’t wanna get mad at you for the stunt you pulled at my workplace; but also don’t want any pressure to come between us. Let’s just enjoy each other’s company and see how it goes. We don’t have to force anything right now.”

“Okay,” the corners of Taehyung’s lips lifted in a timid smile. “I’m okay with that, as long as that’s what you want.” He conceded.

“Okay… now, I’m a bit parched and hungry, do you want to order some greasy food to get rid of that bad hangover?” You smiled up at him and his heart instantly melted.

He’ll let you have your way this time, so he just flashed his charismatic boxy smile at you and pulled out his phone to order your late dinner.

***

You’re no stranger to stadiums and arenas, with the amount of concerts and live shows that you have worked on and directed. But attending a concert, particularly seated at the VIP suite is new to you. You’re usually either in the control booth or on the side of the stage, conducting the whole thing. It was a perfect evening for you too considering Byul has joined your team that week so pretty much just like Jungkook and Mingyu, you now have someone to share the workload with when it comes to the morning show and you’re no longer that exhausted by the time the sun sets. Champagne and hors d'oeuvres kept pouring in and the energy in the arena was electric. It was also the first time that you went out with your college friends in such a long time, so you’re feeling a little young, refreshed, and energetic.

Joshua, Jeonghan and Jungkook were engrossed in a conversation behind you, while DK and Mingyu were screaming their lungs out, cheering on the band, of which one member also happens to be one of your friends from college, Yeonjun. The ladies, Rain, Sohyun, and Mingyu’s wife Yuri, sat with you by the glass balcony sipping champagne and basking in the atmosphere, taking it all in.

There was a momentary kerfuffle by the door when a group of men came in, some dressed casually and some in suits like they’re part of the secret service. You knew it was Taehyung and his team, because your eyes met the moment he stepped into the area. His gaze pierced right through you, and it doesn’t take a genius to tell that he’s already had too much to drink before arriving late at the concert.

Just then, you felt a tap on your shoulder and found Jungkook leaning in, lips inches away from your ear. The action made your breath hitch for some reason. “Did you know he would be here?”

“Huh?’ You heard him loud and clear, but your hazy brain refused to acknowledge what he said after it was overwhelmed by the light scent of his cologne mixed with the smell of beer he had been nursing.

“Taehyung… he’s here. Are you aware?” He repeated after clearing his throat. You found DK looking back at you the exact moment too, clearly asking you the same thing, communicating through his eyes.

“Yes, I know. I’m aware. He told me the other day.” You didn’t miss the way that Jungkook and DK gave each other a knowing look. “It’s okay, guys, the band’s manager invited him. He’s not stalking me,” you chuckled making light of the situation.

It has been a few days since you swung by Taehyung’s penthouse to give him a piece of your mind. It’s also been a few days since you started backtracking and assessing yourself with the way you communicate with people. You’ve been accepting all his invitations to go out, and have been welcoming him everytime he would drop by your place. You allowed him to hug you and you even allowed him to kiss you on the cheek. You grew up around boys, and your friends consisted mostly of male, so a hug or a kiss, especially in greeting, were considered normal and casual enough for you. But, is it the same with Taehyung? Did he get the wrong idea?

That night when you went to his penthouse, you laid down all the cards and drew the line on where you stand. You’re not his girlfriend. He’s not your boyfriend. He can’t keep on following you around and taking control of your life, questioning you every time you go out with your other friends and coworkers. You both agreed, problem solved. So how come when you excused yourself to go to the washroom, he took it as a cue to follow you out of the VIP suite and down the hall, demanding to know who those people you’re sitting with are?

“They’re my friends, Tae,” you answered nonchalantly as you continued to trudge down the long hall towards the washroom.

“Mostly men? How come I don’t know them?” His bloodshot eyes staring you down as he kept up with your pace. “I could only spot a few familiar faces.”

“What’s the issue if they’re mostly men?” You’re growing irritated, not just by Taehyung’s incessant questioning, but the way he’s walking too close to you, making the distance between you and the wall smaller by the second.

“Is one of them your boyfriend? Do you sleep around, Yn?”

“Excuse me?” You glared at him, making him scoff. You didn’t like his accusatory tone nor what he had just insinuated, but you’re also 100% aware that he’s drunk and arguing with him is a game you didn’t want to play. “You know what, just go back to the suite, Taehyung. I’m done talking with you.”

“Well, I’m not done with you.” You gasped loudly when Taehyung grabbed you by the arms and slammed you against the wall, the back of your head slightly bouncing against it at the impact. “Why do you keep on rejecting me, huh?”

His fingers dug into your flesh as he pressed his body against you. “Taehyung, let go of me, what the hell?!” He buried his face on the crook of your neck, breathing heavily as your name slipped out of his lips. “Taehyung, stop.” You tried to wiggle out of his grip and push him away, but he’s too strong and your choice of footwear did not give you the necessary leverage.

“No,” Taehyung sneered. “Who do you think you are, Yn? Walking into my house, ordering me to just listen while you talk?” Taehyung said through gritted teeth. “Who do you think you are huh? Anyone would be begging to be with me, and yet you keep on rejecting me?”

“Maybe because–” Your words got caught between your lips when Taehyung’s body suddenly skidded across the floor. “Oh my god!” Your hand flew to your chest, breathing heavily, as you reached for the wall with the other to steady yourself.

Before Taehyung’s brain was able to register what was going on, Jungkook had already taken him by the collar with both hands and effortlessly slammed him against the wall, “Kim Taehyung, you son of a bitch.” You’ve never seen Jungkook this angry before. His gaze was sharp and menacing, and every word he uttered sounded venomous.

“MY FRIEND!” Taehyung laughed at Jungkook’s face despite the situation he found himself in. “Go on, hurt me!” He challenged smugly. “I have an agreement with your company, and you’re gonna find yourself declaring bankruptcy if you ever touch me with your fingertips.”

“You idiot,” Jungkook spat back. “You have an agreement with my company, you don’t have an agreement with me.” Taehyung flinched when Jungkook fisted the wall beside his face. “We’re not within company premises.” Taehyung’s expression changed ever so slightly, realizing what Jungkook just said. “Get out of this place and do not ever come near Yn again. If you do, I’m gonna tip off every media outlet with the CCTV footage–” he grabbed taehyung’s hair and turned his head to the direction of the security camera, “and I’m gonna end your career until YOU end up declaring bankruptcy.” He shoved Taehyung down so hard that the latter found himself stumbling to keep himself from falling on the floor face down.

Taehyung collected himself and threw you a glance one more time before walking away, grumbling to himself.

You were still rooted to your place in shock at what just happened in front of you.

“Are you okay?��� Jungkook’s gentle voice pulled you out of your thoughts. You didn’t realize you were shaking until Jungkook took off his jacket and draped it over your shoulders. “Yn, did he hurt you?”

“N-no, no… I’m fine,” you let out a sigh of relief before you reached out and touched Jungkook’s arm. “Th-thank you, Jungkook.”

Jungkook squeezed your hand, letting you know it’s okay.

“Can I ask you for a favor though?” You asked almost hesitantly.

“Sure, what is it?”

“Can you keep it a secret for now?” You looked down on the floor. “It’s just that everyone is having fun at the concert, and I don’t want to ruin the–”

“Okay,” Jungkook nodded with a smile, understanding what you meant instantly. His heart clenched yet again in admiration of your thoughtful personality. Here you were, almost getting assaulted, yet you didn’t want others to know and possibly ruin their evening. “I got it, Yn,” he smiled warmly at you. “Do you wanna slip to the washroom quickly before we go back inside? I’ll wait for you right here.”

You nodded and smiled back at him, before making a beeline to the washroom. He waited for you to slip inside before leaning back on the wall, staring up at the ceiling, and letting out a heavy sigh. He couldn’t imagine what would have happened had he not acted on instinct when he saw Taehyung following you outside of the suite. One thing’s for sure though, he will never let Taehyung come near you ever again.

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A/N — I was in the VIP Suite during Seventeen’s concert in Manila, and it has a different entrance from the regular sections, but the lack of security in the area boggled my mind. So what transpired between Taehyung and YN in the hall could happen without any security personnel around to stop it. *cringe* Anyway… I hope you liked this update! Any thoughts? :)

[eurovision-revisited]

Eurovision 2005 - Number 56 - Donna & Joseph McCaul - "Love?"

This is a song in which several mis-steps were made, and I think the delegation knew they were making them from the start. Designed to appeal to a home audience who wanted past glories as well as a homely family vibe, what better than a brother and sister act with a little bit of traditional dancing in the bridge to add a flavour of Ireland and rekindle those memories of Riverdance?

It could have been so much more.

Donna & Joe McCaul are the brother and sister who won Ireland's third running of You're a Star, the Pop Idolesque competition to find Ireland's Eurovision representative. They hold the dubious status as Ireland's first ever representatives to participate in a Eurovision semi-final. They are also Ireland's first ever act to be eliminated in a Eurovision semi-final. It might be overdramatic to say that they mark the point at which Ireland's illustrious Eurovision past descended into a quagmire of a country's despair and self-mockery, but there's a lot of truth in that.

The song they won with was Love? It features some fairly generic lyrics casting love as an ordeal to be endured, but that is ultimately worth the trials and tribulations. It's a blasting, fast, vocal showcase for a strong voice and that is the first of the problems.

Donna has an amazing voice. She can carry this song confidently and it's really not at all easy to sing. Right from the first line, it's clear she has the lungs for a challenge and she does not hold back. There's a lot for her to do, but she's not at all out of breath at the end. If this song was Donna alone, it would be great. But it's not. Her brother is there and his voice is nowhere near as strong. He gets to sing the bridge and it's there that the clear disparity between their voices is apparent.

The delegation seems to have been aware of this. The levels on the microphones is different with Donna's much higher in the mix - her voice dominates his when they're singing together. It's sad to say this when there's a brother and sister on stage who are used to singing together and who are being sold a wholesome family act, but if this song was Donna on her own it would have stood a much better chance.

That's only one problem though. The other is the dancing. It's the thing everyone remembers from this performance. Ireland is trying to do Riverdance again. Only it's nowhere near as good as that and it's only a few bars in the bridge. It was a huge mistake to include it as it's not good, and it overshadows everything else in the song - including Donna's voice.

Love? is by Karl Broderick. I don't know whether he had any say in the staging, but it's interesting that his other Eurovision song was Maps by Lesley Roy in 2022 - another Irish song that is notorious for its staging.

Mentally subtracting Joe and the dancers from this and I'm left with something good. It's a huge performance with some interesting twists and turns in the melody, a contrarian take on Eurovision love that's strongly reminiscent of Nicola from Romania in 2003, which I also like a lot.

After this performance, Donna and Joe became a bit of a laughing stock in Ireland - and that appears to have been anticipated by some of the media. They got criticism from Louis Walsh - who had his own agenda here - who called them amateurs. They also had ads deliberately played over their live performance on a popular Irish comedy puppet show as a joke

Louis Walsh. Acerbic Irish puppets. You can see where this all leading for Ireland can't you? The bitterness within the country is building. At least Donna and Joe were able to laugh at themselves even as they were taken as a fit subject for mockery.

Donna carried on despite having her reputation trodden all over. She came out in 2008 which caused something of a tabloid media kerfuffle, but she has also released other music. She sang backing vocals for J. Anvil at the Maltese 2011 national final and came full circle to enter the Irish 2012 final. Joe got to the judge's houses in the 2015 X Factor while Donna got to the blind audition round of The Voice USA.

Perhaps the single best event that occurred as a result of this performance was Donna and Joe singing Love? at the wedding for song-writer Karl to his husband, TV Presenter Alan Hughes in what was described as Ireland's highest profile gay wedding since legislation allowing gay marriage was introduced in the country.

Donna and Joe, and Love? get way to much criticism for what should be an iconic modern Eurovision moment. It's time to start celebrating them and the song.

[queenshelby]

NEW WORK & OLD WORK

Alright folks, like it or not but I am back! I needed a breather from it all, the fandom and some crazy stalkers on Tumblr. I ventured into another fandom for a bit and realized eventually that no one can compare to the one and only! Yes, I am talking about Mr Sexy Fucking Murphy! I needed to turn a new page though and with that I’ve started to work on a few new fics for both Tommy and Cillian, but this is not to say that I won’t be continuing some old ones.

Some House Keeping Issues: 

Other Work: I am utilizing some work I’ve done under a different name for another fandom as I liked the ideas I used and wanted to apply them here. If you follow both of my blogs, then I am sorry for the repetition. 

Cancelled Fics: I am also going to rekindle some ideas which I got stuck with in my Cillian Murphy Fics and now I have a story outline for once which should make this easier. These fics are “The Secret”, “Time for Change”, “The Teacher” and “Couples Therapy”. These had much more potential than I utilized. They are now cancelled but will be reabsorbed into my new fics.

Requests: Remain closed for now, sorry. But feel free to shoot me ideas.

New Works:

I have three new fics in the making at this stage, one for Tommy and two for Cillian. These are as follows and first parts will be published this week:

The Fourth Season: This Series will follow a young reader who has been cast to play Tommy’s love interest in Season Four of Peaky Blinders, which is where she meets the charming Cillian Murphy of course. As usual, this fictional series will incorporate an age gap issue whereby the reader is 20 and Cillian is 40 but, this time, also some religious themes and a lot of tension.

Blue Eyes Blues: This Series will play in 2022, just after Cillian returns back to Ireland after filming his movie Oppenheimer. He is due to get married to his 32-year-old fiancee who is not only a socialite but also a somewhat famous model. But then, something unexpected happens. He meets you, a young teacher who is married to someone else. In this series, there will be an age gap issue as well because I am a sucker for it. But there will also be some past trauma and children involved. 

Forbidden Desires: This Series will play shortly of Grace’s death and, just when Thomas Shelby is at his lowest point in life, he meets someone who can save him. He meets you but you share something with each other and that is family, therefore making desire for each other impossible. Yes, you read it correctly. I am tapping into incest here, but in an unusual and unexpected way. 

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[sleepy-seal]

{hi gale!! this'll be coming in waves so I don't flood your inbox too hard lmao. anyways part 1}

LORE Gale

What was the inspiration for his blue arc?

How was it putting ocean through every trial imaginable lmao

Not exactly LOREgale but why was Swap!Gale's hell Walmart. secondary why was shell in hell in the first place

At what point did the car dealership/rental service/whatever in Nebraska realize that something was Certainly And Extremely Wrong with Gale

Is he ever able to get therapy

Do you think when it was all calm he got some shitty storemade cake to celebrate

Did you ever want them to Go Insane?

Gale and Acher. can I ask about ocean's thoughts on the strange tiny murderous robot turned silly not-so-murderous robot throughout the arcs

Did anyone from Gale's old town wonder where they went?

Does he ever casually turn into a cat and then both people for a day

Has Gale ever gone to the ocean. because I think shell might like that. what was it like for them during Ocean Trip TM

OH BOY!!!!! MY FAVORITE

- the inspiration was partly inspired by, well, the pawn promotion. by becoming a queen lore gale became much more powerful than acher, and therefore much more dangerous. blue was kind of an improvised decision, as one of the main articles of clothing gale was wearing was . well, blue. so i kind of leaned into that a bit. the other part was well. the magnus archives. i made lore gale's character way more jarchivist coded than i intended so i leaned into it a bit, especially with gale progressively Losing their sense of humanity and their struggle trying to accept it.

- it was very fun lmao. they are my webkinz doll i am soaking with milk and throwing against the wall.

more answers under the cut because this is Long and i have a lot of things to say

- swap!gale's hell is walmart because 1) my partner moth goes there frequently and laments about how much of a labyrinth it is and 2) have you Seen walmart?? also the reason why sale is in hell is. um. fraud?? and also being a willing accomplice in and also enabling some of moth's war crimes.

- probably the moment gale walked into the dealership. they were glowing and sweaty and looked like they just got out of a fight (which they did) and immediately asked for a rental which. uh. definitely set people off. also their fingers were blue.

- maybe! once they are financially capable of it at least.

- probably! it would probably be a time when gale isn't in Stress Baking Mode but also too fatigued to make anything so they just buy a single cake slice and eat that. it tastes terrible but it's probably the most comforting thing they've had in a while

- yes. absolutely. 100%

- okay so i will try to simplify it enough in a way that Makes sense but also gives some insight to their thought process.

> gale under the belief that acher Really Is Moth or close to it and treats them as such, upset that "moth" is not really moth. they are also afraid of her

> they abandon "moth" and cut them off for a brief while, sabotaging its plan

> pure fear. they don't want to die to "moth". they briefly consider murder but quickly write it off

> truce. a calm period where gale thinks there may be a chance of redemption and rekindling

> moth comes back. he takes his eyes off acher and focuses more on shell's friend

> neutral, almost unfamiliar. acher asserts that they don't Actually care about anyone and gale believes them. since the real moth came back they can focus on them instead of the doppelgänger of the friend.

> rocky. they are on uneven ground and since the truce is technically off, it doesn't take much for acher to get on their bad side. this is probably the stage where gale is at their most unstable and willing to hurt back.

> truce, but better. gale hasn't quite forgiven acher yet. they can't. but at the very least they trust him enough to try again.

> trust. acher is a friend. they put their full faith in acher on improving and growing, even if forgiveness is not in sight yet.

- sorta? there were people gale knew before they ran away that considered gale a friend, but not the other way around. some of them think that they probably died, and some of them think they ran away because life was just too hard. their family misses them technically, but they also blame ocean for being so selfish.

- YES. 100%. turns out there are multiple benefits to being a cat. 1. is nobody will question you when you are annoying, because that's Just Cat Things.

- THEY HAVE! gale visited gem's cousin jeremy once or twice. he lives in california with his boyfriend, and they occasionally come by for family reuinions. mostly to see gale. but gale LOVES the ocean. they didn't get to see it much but it's always so big and they don't stop talking about the phenomenon that occurs in the sea.

[walshnikki]

kingoftheheels:

This was a partner-ship on every level…or at least, there seemed to be growing feelings between them. At least, far as he could tell. Not that he had made any kind of attempt to cross the line.

He turned his head back, watching and making sure the others had left. Fully. His hands still working against her backside, squeezing and feeling her cheeks. Something he had only dreamed about.

“Staci has the entire trip to use against me,” he said whispering. “All the money, I’ve spent elsewhere. She knows where I stand. I live at the ring.”

He made no attempt to move away from Nikki. Instead, he lowered his head to her neck and began sucking and kissing. Marking her. Letting a bit of his wild side out. He pulled back slightly, meeting her eyes.

He brushed his nose against her’s. His lips ever so close. Yet, not connecting.

“I can help you work the stage. Handle Crystal in the ring. I need you to start acting the part.”

It was a bold move. A risky one of his part. One that he would either regret or succeed at.

“Don’t be afraid. I don’t care if everyone in the studio sees us make out.” He closed his eyes contemplating. “I want you as my partner on every. Single. Level.”

He reached for her hand and embraced it. “If you’ll allow me the honor, my Queen.”

Is mental whiplash a thing? Nikki wondered absently as the moment shifted from professional to the unprofessional. Was this really happening? Now? Here? They’d been dancing around the unspoken draw between them for months now, playing with fire, but never giving in. Why was he choosing now to finally cross that unspoken boundary?

“Staci has the entire trip to use against me,” he said whispering. “All the money, I’ve spent elsewhere. She knows where I stand. I live at the ring.”

“As of this very moment,” Nikki whispered in return, holding on tight to what logic and common sense she could under the onslaught of pure want. “there’s nothing about this trip for her to use. It’s work, allowing you to,” here she struggled to get the words out, “provide for she & Thomas.”

It would be glorious, she knew, if they only dared to take the metaphorical leap; all the heat and desire that had been simmering since that very first meeting would explode. It wouldn’t end there, though. No, she knew that if they started this, there’d be no stopping it. Whatever lay between them was the real deal. God, every cell in her body wanted to just give in to the pull between them.

But she couldn’t be that selfish and that’s exactly what she would be doing if she let herself give in to her own wants. It wasn’t about just her, or Jack, it was about Thomas. She had to think about what was best for the youngest Spade. Yes, Staci had served Jack with divorce papers, but nothing was over until it was legally over. Until then, Thomas deserved a chance for his parents to reconcile, a chance (however small) to have his family reunited without any obstruction. That was the least that Nikki could give the child, isn’t it?

The idea that the little boy would come to hate her for ‘destroying his family,’ at any point in the future was physically painful. He’d earned a place in her heart all his own during her babysitting stints with him while Jack & Staci had attended marriage counseling sessions or gone on date nights, hoping to rekindle what they once had. She couldn’t have him thinking that she’d come between his parents; he’d hate her.

“The divorce, Jack, if we stop right-uh,” the Maryland native groaned as Jack dropped his head to kiss her neck. Oh fuck. Why was he testing her will so? “-right now, we haven’t done anything we cannot undo. We can just pretend none of this happened.”

“I don’t care if everyone in the studio sees us make out.”

“You should care,” Nikki replied, placing her hands upon his broad shoulders. The warmth of golden skin was so appealing. She pushed him back a step, meeting his steel blue eyes dead on so he could see her sincerity, “She could take everything in the divorce if she gets the ammo, Jack, and I don’t want to be that ammo against you. If she took Thomas ‘cause of me…” She shook her head mournfully, “I can’t be the reason that your family crumbles, Jack, I can’t.”

“If you’ll allow me the honor, my Queen.”

“Jack, you’re talking crazy,” she said, a tired smile playing at her lips, “you aren’t even divorced yet.” In spite of her words, her smaller fingers curled into his, “Don’t you want to sow some wild oats or something?”

Shaking her head softly, the younger woman hurried to assure, “I’m not judging. You deserve to have some fun, explore being single again, but I can’t be your rebound. We’re the real thing, and too good together to fuck this up.”

@kingoftheheels

[stuffnonsenseandotherthings]

Watch It Or Drop It - A 2024 Drama Challenge

As always, the impending chime of a brand New Year just around the corner is stirring up the age old urge to Sort My Life Out somewhere deep inside me and rekindled the burning flame of No I Really Mean It This Time once more.

So far this has meant deep cleaning my house with a fervour rarely seen outside of the pages of the most fanatic of Cleaning Tiktokers (something which will definitely have faded even before the clock strikes 12), setting up a planning and organisational system so that my life can go smoothly for once (that will probably last until summer after which point I'll be so sun addled I'll stop caring about to-do lists altogether), and forcing myself to confront my mountain of unread books (by placing them accusingly next to my bed so I can wake up and fall asleep to them until the growing sense of guilt forces me to hide them in a cupboard).

No a bad start if I may say so myself. It's not even 2024 yet and things are already looking Sorted.

Joking aside though, while there are, as there usually are, big (potentially life changing) goals that I want to work towards this year and which will take a fair bit of work and/or courage on my part to make happen, there are also smaller ones. Manageable ones. Silly ones. Ones that'll make the whole year just a little bit more fun. For example: clearing my MyDramalist Want-To-Watch list.

Because there are 84 dramas on that list and while some of them haven't aired yet, over two thirds of them are fully complete and sitting patiently, ready for me to watch at my own leisure whenever I want.

And, unfortunately, up until now I've been so over-faced with how many dramas there were waiting for me that I didn't want.

At all.

As in I was actively avoiding watching anything off my Want-To-Watch list.

As you can imagine this has been frustrating because 1) this is the opposite of what a Want-To-Watch it's for (I put the dramas on there for a reason after all) and 2) not very conducive to making the big, scary number go down, quite the opposite in fact.

So I've found myself at a bit of an impasse.

And to break that impasse I have come up with (what I hope is) a foolproof solution (because there is nothing more fool than having to trick yourself into doing something you want to do anyway).

The Watch It Or Drop It Challenge

Rationale:

I have been avoiding watching dramas on my Want-To-Watch list because:

1) I'm feeling overwhelmed with the amount of dramas currently on there and end up feeling time pressured to watch them all.

2) Linked to this, I'm worried about making the "wrong choice" (i.e not enjoying which ever drama I pick and being disappointed about something I was previously excited for, being in the wrong mood for a drama I would have otherwise enjoyed) leading to analysis/choice paralysis where I end up being unable to pick anything at all.

As such I need a system that:

1) Takes aways the element of choice, at least in the initial stages.

2) Removes some of the pressure to enjoy every drama I pick and allows me to celebrate both a "watch" or a "drop".

Rules:

1) Dramas are selected completely at random using a random number picker (this random number picker to be precise, isn't she gorgeous?).

Unless it hasn't aired yet (in which case I obviously can't watch it, I'll do a lot for this challenge but not bend time and physics) I have to give it a go. I can't spin the wheel again. What I get is what I watch (or drop).

2) I watch it or I drop it (self-explanatory, really, given the name of the challenge but it's something my brain clearly needs reinforced otherwise we wouldn't be here in the first place). A drop has just as much "value" as a watch in terms of continuing my learning curve about my drama tastes and there's no shame in not liking something I thought I would enjoy.

3) I can take as long as I need to decide if it's a watch or a drop, the only condition is that if I am watching it, I actually have to be enjoying it. This is not an endurance test or an exercise in how long I can guilt myself into watching something (5 minutes before the end of the final episode is the current record by the way, incase anyone's interested), this is me making sure I...

4) ✨ Have fun ✨ There are many things in life that aren't fun, watching dramas should not be one of those things (although they are allowed to make me so uncontrollably, that I will allow, nay even encourage).

🎉 And there we have it! My own little challenge for 2024 🎉

I'm feeling very pleased with myself but let's see how long I can keep it up, unless something drastic happens I'm planning to start a little early and pick the first drama tomorrow. I'm going to be post the whole challenge here (which dramas get picked, pre-watch thoughts, whether I watched or dropped it and why, etc) for accountability's sake because I know myself well enough to know that if I don't then this whole meticulous plan isn't happening. I also think it could be a nice little momento, if this whole challenge is successful, something to look back on from the time I bravely took on and defeated a list of my own creation.

And so without further ado,

[songmingisthighs]

Hooked

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A freshman hookup rekindled into something new. With an incentive, of course. But what would happen if your 'relationship' led you somewhere you never thought would happen to you ?

After the performance, you all congratulated Yunho for his performance along with his teammate. But not long after that, he ran off with his team to do an evaluation back at the practice room where they had also put their things.

Deciding you wanted to spend more time with Yunho, you split off with the others to wait for Yunho. How could you not? The way he danced woke something in you that you didn't think was there.

Luckily when you got to the practice room, the captain had just wrapped things up and they began to slowly file out. As people walked out, you sneaked in and waited until the room was empty except for Yunho who was focused on rummaging around in his bag.

You slowly crept behind him, making sure he wouldn't realize you. when you glomped down onto his back, he yelped and fell to the side, effectively toppling the both of you over. You giggled when he looked at you with eyes wide as saucers.

"You scared me!" he exclaimed. Though when he looked at your widely grinning face, he couldn't help but laugh at how ridiculous the situation was.

You both scrambled back into a sitting position before talking.

"So," Yunho started as he zipped his bag tightly, "how'd you like the performance?" he asked, looking at you with hopeful eyes. You light up as well, wanting to tell him what you thought.

"I loved it! You were so cool! The boys and I couldn't tear our eyes off of you!" you told him. He beamed up immediately at your encouraging words.

"But there was something that I don't quite like from your performance," you added, pursing your lips. Yunho's eyes widened at that, worried, "w-what is it? Did I made a mistake on stage??" he panicked immediately.

You pouted and feigned a saddened look at him, "I don't like the part where you danced with that one girl and the fact that you looked so incredibly hot that the girls around me were lusting after you," you said, playing with your fingers and avoiding Yunho's stare.

Yunho exhaled in relief at your words. But soon his demeanour changed into a teasing one. His darkened eyes looked straight at your face and he crawled close to you, "so... you were jealous at the other girls, baby?" he asked, tilting his head to the side even though you weren't looking at him.

You nodded slowly at him, hands fiddling, "I don't like the way they talked about you, they were saying things like being able to see the outline of your dick from your pants," you mumbled.

"And why don't you like it?" he asked. At his question, you snapped your head up to look straight at him. Your eyebrows were furrowed and cheeks puffed up slightly, "because I'm the only girl who's supposed to be able to see your dick!" you exclaimed.

Seeing how adorable you are though upset, Yunho laughed wholeheartedly before he pulled you closer to his lap. He let your legs dangle on his sides as his arms wrap around your waist securely.

He stared at you with a smile on his face and eyes filled with affection, "you ARE the only girl who's able to see my dick," he giggled. He leaned his face forward and nuzzled his nose with yours.

Your hands instinctively gripped on his shoulder, bottom lip still jutting out, "don't make me tattoo my name on your dick to ward off other bitches," you muttered at him.

Without a warning, he pressed his lips to yours, kissing you with an urgency that is not usually like him. His kisses were always soft and gentle and he only acted as such during sex. But with the position you were in, how things progressed from one moment to another, and his dick coming to life, you had an idea of where this might go.

His teeth tugged at your bottom lip teasingly as his hands rest on your thigh, his fingers crept into the inside of your short skirt. When his fingers began to scratch at your thighs, you gasped into his mouth.

At the opportunity, he slipped his tongue into your mouth and drove his hand to cup your ass under your skirt.

"You know, you talk as if guys weren't lusting after you all night long," he mumbled against your lips. You let out a noise that indicated you were questioning him, to which he chuckled, "I saw how the guys other than us looked at you, probably wondering what kind of panties you're wearing," he said before he suddenly flipped your skirt up at while detaching his lips from yours to stare down at your crotch at the same time.

Once his eyes saw your panty-clad pussy, you could see how it immediately darkened. His hand didn't even hesitate when he reached forward and tugged your panties to reveal your pussy.

At the revelation, his tongue darted out to lick his bottom lip, "how would you think they'd react if they saw my marks all around your body?" he asked as he began pushing you down to a laying position, "t-they wouldn't be able to see them because I w-won't let them," you stuttered out.

Satisfied with your answer, Yunho proceeded to hover above you with his face at your crotch. "Little princess has been trained well, hasn't she?" he smirked up at you. He pressed a soft kiss on your mound over your panties before tearing the flimsy material off with his teeth.

When his teeth grazed at your skin, you couldn't help but gasp and instinctively tried to close your legs. But Yunho was having none of that as he immediately pressed your thighs to make sure your legs stayed open for him.

Once your panties are fully off, you saw Yunho pocketed it in his front pocket. His eyes met yours and he smirked devilishly, "I'm confiscating this," he simply said.

Before you could even say anything to him, he had pressed a finger into your hole. Your eyes widened in shock and your breath hitched. At the sudden intrusion, your hands gripped onto your skirt tightly.

Yunho chuckled at your reaction, finding it rather cute, "you look adorable like this," he said. Then his eyes shifted to your pussy, staring at it intensely, "and your pussy's taking my finger so well," he said before he started thrusting his finger in you slowly.

Knowing you both are in a relatively public space, you bit your bottom lip to prevent yourself from being too loud.

Blissfully in his own headspace, Yunho moved to pepper kisses along your inner thighs. The feeling of his soft lips so close to your pussy was frustrating.

You let out a soft whine at Yunho, wordlessly letting him know that you want more. But Yunho only bit your skin in response, letting you know that you were in no place to make demands.

Yunho's fingers began moving quicker, more desperate than before. His lips left multiple marks on your skin, painting them red and light purple. His possessiveness was apparent with the way he was marking you up, wanting to make sure that you and maybe the others would see that he was with you, that you're partially his.

Without you even realizing, Yunho had managed to slip three fingers in you and was ramming into your cunt quickly, adding a thumb to your clit just because.

"-n-nho! Yu-yun- ho! I'm gon-gonna-" you stuttered out, brain fuzzy from the sheer intensity of his finger fucking. Yunho grinned wickedly at the sight of you. He crawled back up, his finger never stopping, fervently pushing you to cum all over his fingers, "Come on baby, let it go, show me how much I affected you," he commanded.

Your eyes snap shut as your jaw hung open when you cum hard on Yunho's fingers. Your pussy clamped his fingers, preventing them from moving.

As you let your first orgasm ebb away, Yunho moved forward to press rewarding kisses all over your face. He whispered compliments to you, telling you how proud he is at how obedient you are.

Before you could fully recover, Yunho hoisted you up and pressed your chest onto the cool mirror. The coldness of the mirror on your hot skin made you shiver. He had a hand wrapped around your waist as the other lifted your skirt up to expose your bottom whereas you had both hands pressed on the mirror by your side.

Yunho stood behind you, his dick pressed onto your ass and you were able to feel how hard he was. You could only assume it's uncomfortable.

"Can you feel me baby?" he asked right next to your ear, biting on it slightly. You whimpered but managed to let out a soft 'yes' to him. "You were worried that other girls would get to me when the fact is, you're the only girl who is able to make me this hard," he groaned.

You heard the sounds of zipper unzipping and a bit of rustling before you felt the bare tip of Yunho's dick in between your legs. You sucked in a breath when he started to rub his massive length along your pussy, using your juice as a lubricant for his dick.

"Can I please fuck my girl? Please?" He asked softly.

Your legs almost buckled at how affected you are by his voice and words.

"P-please Yunho, fuck me," you whimpered at him.

At your confirmation, Yunho used his free hand to manoeuvred his dick at your hole. Your jaw once again dropped open when he began to push in slowly. You could feel all of him grazing against your inside, slowly bottoming out until he's finally all the way inside you, his hips flush against your ass.

Yunho gripped on you tighter, seemingly trying to control himself, wanting you to get used to him first. Your head dropped forward as you focused on how he made you full.

After a while, you pushed yourself back at Yunho, urging him to start moving.

He took notice of your signal and immediately took hold of your waist with both of his hands and just began thrusting into you.

The pace wasn't rushed, but it wasn't slow either. It was rather powerful but not harsh. Yunho wanted to make sure that you felt him as much as he was feeling you enveloping him tightly, making him feel so exhilarated without doing much.

"God, you feel amazing, your pussy is so fucking greedy taking all of me," he moaned loudly. Yunho leaned back to see how you both are connected, "God, I fucking love you, (Y/N)," he groaned out. The sight of his dick disappearing into you sent tingles down his spine and he could feel his dick twitched, wanting nothing but more of you for him. He began thrusting quicker, your slick helped him slip easily with the pace he wanted.

With every powerful thrust, he sent you lurching forward, almost colliding with the mirror. But thankfully you were anchoring yourself with your hands on the mirror.

Yunho looked up only to see you were looking down. Frowning, he reached a hand forward and grab your chin, "I want you to look at me fucking you, got it?" he growled. Through the pleasure that clouded your mind, you managed to nod.

Both of your eyes stayed on each other the whole time he was thrusting into you. He had a satisfied smirk on his face, pleased that you listened to him well.

Due to the previous orgasm from his fingers, you were still very much sensitive and it didn't take much for you to feel your second one incoming. Yunho felt you began clenching him, almost trapping his dick in you while your hand curled into fists. He reached both of his own hands to interlace with yours. You felt his chest pressed on your back and you couldn't help but leaned back to capture his lips with yours.

With your lips connected, fighting for dominance and Yunho's dick buried deep in you, stroking your g-spot constantly, it only took a couple harsh thrusts before you came hard whilst squealing into his mouth.

Immediately, your legs felt like jelly and thank god for Yunho's fast reflex as he immediately held you close and brought you to a standing position.

Your pussy was clenching him so hard and with the warmth and the feeling of you shuddering against him, Yunho came inside you not long after.

You detached your lips from him to catch your breath. But you opted to press soft kisses along his jaw. Yunho kept thrusting through both of your orgasms, prolonging them as much as he can.

When he felt like he couldn't unload more, he stopped the movements of his hips and once again connected his lips to yours. You giggled when he playfully bit onto your bottom lip while caressing your hips underneath your skirt.

"Can we just stay like this for a while?" he mumbled against your lips. When he felt you clench on his dick that was still inside you, he moaned loudly, "scratch that, can we stay like this forever?"

You giggled at him and poked his nose, "nope, because," you cut yourself off to peck him quickly once more on his lips, "I'm hungry and I wanna go get something to eat with you," you grinned.

Yunho matched your grin with his own and nodded. He carefully slipped himself out of you, making you visibly shudder both at the feeling of him grazing your inside and the sudden loss of him.

He fixed your clothes first before fixing his own, making sure it wasn't too obvious that you two just had sex in the dance room. Once he deemed that you both looked good, he took your hand in his and walked out.

"Oh, look!" you called out to him, showing the screen of your phone with an open group chat message, "the boys are at Mcdonalds! Should we join them?" you asked, tilting your head to the side.

Yunho pursed his lips but shrugged, "I can use like 20 pieces of nuggets now," he said. You rolled your eyes at him and nudged him with your shoulder, "can you really gobble 20 nuggets in one sitting?" you questioned. He raised an eyebrow at you challengingly, "you doubting my skills?" he then leaned his face close to you, "I can gobble you up if I want to," he teasingly stated.

At his faux threat, you giggled loudly and smack his arm playfully, "you can't gobble me up, you doof!" "Sure I can! you're teenie," he grinned.

All the way to Mcdonalds, you both joked around, teasing one another. He even commented on the fact that you hadn't worn your panties as it was still in his pocket.

But he got to admit that at that moment, when you two were alone, with you laughing at whatever stupidity he uttered, he had never seen or heard anyone so perfect.

And that's when it hit him.

He loves you.

Not only loving having you around.

But he loves you genuinely and wholly.

And that he had said it to you not long ago.

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[dejwritesarchived]

but here are some keeping up with the kento’s headcanons that nobody asked for but me !!

how’d you and nanami meet? you two met at yu haibara’s funeral when you were younger. you lost touch as you got older and rekindled when you were adults. sooner you became this cute little couple that gojo teases you two about

you two actually got married quite quick. you know how some people be like engaged for like a year and some change…yeah you became mrs kento quick as hell. you were retired sorcerers after all..you could fucking die tomorrow so why the hell not

guess where the honeymoon was at? yup you named it malaysia!!

you two were a bit hesitate on kids. did you really want to bring a kid into the world that could possibly have to endure what you two went through as sorcerers??

but here you are a year later after that exact are we sure about kids conversation pregnant with little yu!!

you know who put themselves in charge of the baby shower? gojo (with the help of shoko). he didn’t even do anything but boss everybody around while they were decorating…but he was sure to let you & nanami know he brought the most expensive gift.

gojo isn’t allowed to babysit yu because last time he returned that lil girl home as if sis went to go fight mahito herself !! hair messed up, missing one of her white ruffle socks, she not even wearing the shirt that you and nanami put her in when you dropped her off at gojo’s place…she missing hair ballies & barrettes. but…she had fun with uncle gojo and she going be sure to tell you !!

yu is literally, little miss personality !! that little girl has a personality of a superstar. a lil tough cookie that has an attitude like her momma

nanami spoils her, he spoils her a lot because he used to do the same thing with you when you were just dating. yu and yourself could literally just take his card and go shopping

on date nights…yuji, nobara, & megumi watches yu for nanami & you. which literally leads to maki, toge, and panda coming over also because hello yu can be a lil reckless. she literally be having a blast with them. when you’re settling her into bed, she just gloats about how much fun she had with everyone. “daddy!mommy! can we get a dog? megumi has two. i also saw a panda…can i get a panda too??!”

yu keeps a picture of yu haibara in her coloring book. she’s fully aware that her father named her after one of his closest friends that died when he was younger.

ballet recitals…the whole squad there. you and nanami recording. gojo checking out kids mom. shoko and utahime looking like proud aunties trying not to tear up.. yuji & them in the back mimicking the routine because yu showed them it countless times when they babysit her and they just don’t want her to get stage fright !!

daughter and daddy dates consist of nanami taking yu to his favorite bakery. he lets her eat whatever sweet bakery product she wants while they sit at a table. he’s reading a book that he’s been dying to read and she’s coloring in her coloring book, muffin crumbs all over her face and such.

mommy and daughter dates consist of bringing your daughter to your job aka being the doctor at kyoto jujutsu high. she may huff and puff about how bored she is after coloring or being on her tablet but as soon as she sees the students she’s on go mode aka sneaking out your medical office when your back is turned. cue you nearly losing it because you thought you lost your daughter bc you turned around for one split second but five minutes later she’s being carried on todo’s back returning her back to you. on some days it’s kamo holding her hand and bringing her back. on other days it’s nishimiya’s cursed broom dropping the five year old back off (yu thinks riding the broom is a whole rollercoaster).

a little yu katia kento facts…she’s a virgo…she was a premature baby…her favorite foods are rice and spicy foods..she literally hates wash days for her hair..she loves the films ponyo and my my neighbor totoro….she oddly has good memory for a five year old *cough* connects with whatever cursed energy power she’s going to grow into when she gets older *cough*

nanami is obviously so protective of his family. like he dreamt of this forever so of course he’s going to be make sure his family is safe and sound

another child? maybe…

[ilikepipecleanerswitheyes]

future rules and fexi hc (turned mini fic)

rue, jules, lexi, and fez all reconnect 4 years leaving east highland. they reminisce about their shared memories and the healing they’ve gone through. 

lexi lives in nyc and is in her final year of college. fezco decided to move with her and they share a small apartment together now. for her senior project, she puts on a student-led production and invites all her friends, new and old to come. lexi still keeps in touch with rue regularly, who tells her she will ofc be making the trip to see her show because in rue’s words, “after the last play of yours, there’s no way in hell i’m gonna miss out on seeing a lexi howard production.”

lexi isn’t as close to jules as she is with rue, but she still cheers on lexi and regularly interacts with her social media posts. jules is actually in the nyc area attending a fashion school and she tells lexi she’s 100% showing up, and similarly to rue, she says, “i’d go to one of your shows over a show in broadway”

rue casually asks lexi if she knows if jules is gonna show up to the play. rue had been talking about jules to lexi for a couple months now, saying she misses her and wonders how she’s doing. they didn’t end on bad terms necessarily, but they didn’t really have contact with each other after high school. rue and jules are both individually in great spots of their lives; rue has been clean for 4 years and jules is pursuing her dreams.

seeing as they’ve both accepted her invitation to see the play, lexi gets an idea. she pulls some strings and gets their seats to be right next to each other….but lexi doesn’t want to tell either of them about this.

lexi pitches this plan to fez and he’s all, “lex, i love you, but you must be out of your goddamn mind” but ofc she doesn’t back down and defends her plan further saying it’d be the perfect chance for them to rekindle. fez is still hesitant and lexi’s like, “are you saying i’m not a GENIUS???” and he says, “never that lex, i just don’t want you to get attacked on a stage….again” after some convincing, fez finally accepts it but follows up with, “ok but if they get mad, i don’t want you acting like i had any part in this shit”

play comes around and it’s a massive hit. rue and jules initially are very awkward but still friendly with each other. lexi’s new play has incorporated a lot of familiar elements of their lives again and rue and jules are laughing and crying about those sweet memories again. more importantly, it makes them realize how much they miss each other. they exchange sweet and tearful glances through the whole show. lexi gets a standing ovation in the packed theater.

the actors stay on stage as audience members are given a chance to talk to and congratulate them. it’ll be some time before they can have a more private convo with lexi so rue and jules take this time to excuse themselves and talk. they ask each other how they’ve been doing and their overall emotional states. they get to talking about how much they miss each other and it’s rue first who says, “i know we haven’t been the best for each other in the past, but i think it was just the wrong time for us. this is the best i’ve ever felt in a long ass time, or like ever, and i would love to try this again…. only if you want to of course” and jules pauses for a bit and finally she just smiles and says, “i’d love that”, rue smiles so wide and they kiss.

they notice the large crowd has starting dispersing out and that the actors are walking to the backstage now. rue and jules are ecstatic to go talk to her and practically sprint backstage but fez has already beat them there. they see fez in a suit handing her roses and kissing her forehead while she’s very obviously crying. rue and jules look at each other with the “aaWwweee” look and pout at how cute they are. they begin talking and rue and jules make out bits of their convo from where they’re standing. they hear some, “i love you” and lexi saying how glad she is that he finally got to see one of her shows.

they’re being adorable and gushy but jules can’t take it anymore and yells out, “whenever you guys are done being cute and gross, we’d love to see you!” the two turn around and rue and jules come to them running for hugs.

they all talk for a long time, reminiscing about the play and their lives and how far they’ve all come. jules casually slips in, “oh yeah by the way we’re back together” and rue rue nods and giggles. fez and lexi are ofc so excited for them and break out into hugs and congratulations again. rue says, looking directly at lexi, “it’s kinda crazy how we both ended up seated together” and fez replies, also looking directly at lexi, “yeah damn ain’t it such a crazy coincidence.”

lexi’s plan is very obvious but she plays it off and changes the subject and exclaims, “well this is such great news!!! i think this calls for a double date!” lexi suggests a place in the city and jules adds that she loves that place so they settle on that. lexi excuses herself to change into her regular clothes and that she’ll be ready to go after that.

fez waits for her to leave and starts talking to rue and jules in a super whispered voice as he pulls out his phone. he shows them a pic of a ring in a box and says, “next week. at her favorite spot in the city”, rue and jules are practically squealing in excitement but he immediately hushes them to be quiet.

lexi finally comes back with rue and jules having a hard time hiding their massive grins. lexi gives them a confused expression but they just insist they’re happy to be reconnecting again. lexi shrugs it off and they all make their way to their double date together, with both couples holding each other’s hands the whole way.

end ❤️

[footballxposts]

The Rest Of Our Lives - Mason Mount Series 🦋 (Chapter Three) Departure

Warnings: none but next chapter is smutty ;)

Recommended Listening: Forever by Labrinth (Slowed).

Taglist: @storyofavengers

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After releasing me from the hug I was immersed in, I quickly went to the bathroom whilst Mason waited patiently for me outside in the hallway. Once I had finished and came back out to meet him, the little smirk on his face made my heart so full. Maybe he really did miss me like he had said, but if so why didn’t he get in contact sooner? I guess he was afraid of the rejection but I really did wish he had still tried. At the end of the day, we only regret the chances we didn’t take. Of course I was still hurt by him, but I did want to give him his chance to explain everything, even if it meant we wouldn’t rekindle the friendship like it once was, and we would still go our separate ways again.

“You alright?,” he asked in a soft tone.

“Yeah..” I gave him a small smile before he nodded and took my hand leading me back upstairs to the nightclub’s centre-point. It was only at the top of the stairs that we were caught in our tracks by a stunning blonde-haired girl who had recognised my old best friend.

“Mase gorgeous, how are you? I haven’t heard from you or seen you in a while. I thought you might have fell of the face of the earth or something.” she piped up. His reaction was like a deer caught in headlights. Who the hell was this? I knew it wasn’t his girlfriend but she seemed to be someone who was at one stage more than just a friend like I was.

“Uh, hi Olivia, yeah..” he began to speak back to her. “I um, I’ve just been busy sorry, I’m good how are you?” he continued unconfidently, itching to get away from this current conversation.

“Too busy, huh?.” She raised her eyebrows and chuckled. I was standing there so awkwardly, not knowing what to do or where to look. She didn’t pay attention to me once, her eyes fixated on the brown-haired man beside me. “And here’s me thinking Mason Mount would never be too busy to reply or spend some time with me..” she gasped jokingly, but I knew she was being serious and I really didn’t like the vibe I was getting off her. My heart began shattering again out of jealousy. It’s amazing how you can go without seeing someone for years and even though they broke you, in an instant all the feelings and memories come rushing back. And that’s exactly what happened when I saw Mason on the street earlier this night. Even though it was /my/hand he was still holding, I still felt threatened.

“Awh no.. I mean.. I don’t know. I’m sorry as I said I’ve just been really busy,” was all he could come up with as a response, his palm becoming sweaty interlaced with my own. You know when you can feel your heart beating in another part of your body? I could feel his through his hand in my grasp.

“Hmm okay.” She said with barely any emotion behind it. “So who’s this little one then? Your new girl?” Her attention was now focused on me, now frozen with a tightness in my chest. I should have spoken up. I wanted to. But I was unable to. Thankfully, Mason covered for me.

“Uh, no she’s just a.. a friend..” he trailed off, so unsure of his answer and looking across at me, his eyes soliciting for an answer. Realistically, we were former friends. But within time, we both hoped we could drop the former. Slowly nodding as reassurance, I turned back to look at the the tall woman standing in front of me.

“Just friends?” her eyes widened with a smug look, pointing towards our intertwined fingers. I went to let go of Mason’s hand but his grip tightened, letting me know it was okay and he had the situation under control.

“Yeah this is my childhood best friend Sophie. I uh- I ran into her down outside the bathrooms and she wasn’t feeling the best so I said I’d bring her back upstairs and take her home. I just wanted to keep her close in case she fainted or anything.” he announced. Her eyes were now practically staring into my soul, but buying it, she just replied with an ‘oh’ and I signalled in agreement once again.

“Well, that was nice of you.” She smiled pompously. “Anyhoo, you have my number. Don’t be stranger.”

“Right.” Mason gulped and she winked walking away. Once gone, he turned to look at me again, apologising with his eyes. I bit my lip and shook my head to let him know that it was alright and that we didn’t have to talk about it. To be honest, I did want to talk about it. I wanted to know who she was. Was he sleeping with her? And if so was it going to progress any further? So many questions filled my mind but I tried to forget about them, telling myself that it was none of my business and it was before we had reconnected to night anyways.

Making our way over to Hollie, the look of disappointment across of her face said more than words ever could. She was relieved to see that I hadn’t gone missing, but she wasn’t too impressed that on my return I had brought back Mason with me. Giving me a moment to talk to her, Mason stepped away, resting his arm on the bar counter and facing the dance floor.

“What’s going on, are you okay? I went looking for you but I seen you talking to him from the top of the stairs and I didn’t want to interrupt.” She whispered sympathetically.

“Yeah I’m fine, thank you Hol. And I’m sorry I left you for so long.” I replied.

“No no, don’t be sorry. I was more than alright up here, I was talking to that bartender for ages anyways. I’m sorry Soph, I didn’t realise he would be here too. Is everything okay between you both?”

I wanted to say yes. But was everything okay between us both? I mean for now it was. I was giving him his opportunity to talk to me, but I hadn’t heard his side of the story yet nor had I forgiven him. Trying to find the right words to respond with, I took a deep breath.

“It’s not your fault Hollie, I was the one who said I wanted to come here in the first place. And I guess for now yeah. I’m giving him a chance to clear up everything and get some clarity on the whole thing. It doesn’t mean we’re going to go back to being how we were before but at least if we can be on civil terms.. I don’t know that’s got to be worth something right?” I asked, in hope of encouragement.

Hollie was the best friend a girl could ask for. She was more like a big sister despite me being older; a little dumb and clumsy at times, but no matter how many bad and possibly avoidable situations she put herself in, she would always make sure I didn’t do the same. She only wanted the best for me, as did I for her, so she basically made herself the crash test dummy and tried to advise me as much as possible. And she always made me laugh and smile without fail, after every heart break, every failure, basically anything terrible circumstance you can think of. She was always there.

“Well that’s your choice and I think it’s fair enough.” She gave me a fragile smile. “Just be smart and don’t let him hurt you again Soph. I seen how much pain and anguish you were in tonight and I never want to see you like that again. It’s alright that you want some light shed and some closure on the situation, but don’t let him blindside you and destroy your heart again, okay?” she raised her brows, placing both hands either side of my shoulders to make sure I was listening. Nodding to let her know I understood, she gave me a full warm smile back.

“Okay, so I think I’m going back to Dylan’s house once he’s finished his shift”. She added, referring to the bartender who was now waving at us. “But I don’t know what your plans are so I don’t have to if you don’t want me to and you need me.”

“No no, you go. I’ll find out what Mase and I are doing and once I’m back home and safe I’ll give you a text and let you know. If I need you at any stage I’ll call you.” I said before giving her a hug and getting ready to leave.

“Okay, I’ll do the same!” She mumbled, and with that I rejoined Mason who had finished informing his teammates and friends what was happening. Putting an arm around my waist, we had left the nightclub once again with crisp and fresh night air.

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Quick A/N: AHH I’m so excited for the next chapter you guys are gonna love it I hope! Also, the reason I put listening recommendations is to help you all imagine what I’m visualising when I right my stories and ideas! Music basically helps me set the scene. When you’re listening to the song attached to this post, I want y’all to try visualise yourself walking in slow-mo through a crowded nightclub holding hands with THE Mason Mount. Everyone looking at you both leaving, but he’s looking back every so often just to make sure you’re okay. Just imagine. That’s all :)

[happys-crazy-queen22]

Rekindling?

Gif by me

It had been two weeks since you and Nick broke up after eight months together. You both were heart broken over it and it was over petty stuff like Nick's jealousy. He said he would work on it but that's like asking him to not fight. It wont happen.

You had completely forgotten that you already bought the tickets to Nick's fight for tonight. You wanted to see him but you were nervous. So you decided to go and bring a family member with you to keep you company, maybe even a little morale support to help you.

"Oh god, he got hit bad". You gasped covering your eyes with your hand. Peeking threw your fingers.

"He's fine, he stumbled but he's fine". They told you as they ate popcorn like it was a movie instead of someone getting the life beat out of them. Maybe you shouldn't have brought this person, they were enjoying themselves to much, while you were freaking out.

"Please let him be okay. Please, please". You quietly prayed to yourself as Nick was taking punch after punch to his face. Maybe breaking up was affecting him more than you thought. His mind wasnt into the fight. 

"Nicky, please". You closed your eyes tight, you couldnt bare to look at him when it's like this. You just wish the match was over and he would be okay.

The bell rang, making you open one eye. Nick was standing and the other guy was on the mat. 

"What happen"? You asked standing up from your seat.

"Nick won. He he put the guy in a head lock and out he went". Everyone was cheering and chanting Nick Diaz. You squealed and jumped for joy. He won. Oh thank god. You felt a rush of relief.

Nick walked down the exit way, he had a frown on his bruised face. You thought he would be happy after winning. But he wasnt. Maybe you screwed up? Maybe we both did?

"Hey, you got us back stage passes right"? They asked.

"Yeah but I'm not going back there. I'm not ready for that yet plus he has a million things going on right now. He wont have time for me".

"Nick's had time for you before when you were with him. What makes you think he'd change that"?

"We're broken up. He's probably moved on". You bit the inside of your cheek nervously. You didnt even think about him moving on. What if his new girlfriend was back there with him? You didn't want to see her.

"Come on. I want to go meet him". They pushed you along playfully. Showing the guards your backstage passes, they let you in. Nick was talking to fans and signing autographs. He had a slight smile but no bubbly personality like he did before when meeting fans.

"Can we go? Please". You asked, your back turned towards Nick.

"No. We're staying and you're gonna like it".

You grumbled and turned around. Nick caught a glimpse of you but had to do a second look. There you were in front of him, standing beside a guy. Oh, that made Nick's blood boil. His mind raced. You had already moved on, and brought the asshole to his fight. What nerve.

You tried to avoid Nick but when you scanned the room your eyes met with his. He looked pissed and then you saw where he was looking at.

"Um, we need to go now". You pushed them.

"Why"? They were confused.

"Nick, spotted you and now he's probably going to kill you".

"Does he know who I am"? They laughed.

"No, we havent gotten to that stage in our relationship. So please, can we go"? You begged them.

"Fine. Let's go". They huffed but understood that you weren't ready for that moment to happen just yet.

"Y/N"?

You sighed when you heard Nates voice behind you. Nate was such a sweet guy like his brother. You were actually friends with Nate before you started dating Nick.

"Hi Nate". You turned on your heel and smiled.

"He wants to see you. Alone". Nate sized up your company.

"Be nice. He's not what you think". You scoffed and walked past Nate towards Nick.

"Nick". You stood to the side.

"Who's he"? Nick crossed his arms over his puffed out chest.

"Why does it matter? Why can't I have a guy friend? We're not even together anymore and you're still jealous. I thought you were going to work on that"?

"I think it's fucking disrespectful to bring a guy to your ex boyfriends fight. Do I get to beat his ass for free"?

"Stop, Nick". You were tired of this back and forth shit. You should just tell him. "He's my brother, Nick.  You're jealous of my brother".

Nick laughed. "Yeah, right. You just dont want to see your new boy toy get his ass kicked".

"Pretty sure he could take you. But Nick he's my brother. Were blood related, you idiot".

"You're lying". Nick scoffed.

Rolling your eyes, you motioned for your brother to come over. Nate following. "Nick this is Y/B/N, Y/B/N, this is Nick Diaz. The dumbass that thinks were together".

Your brother held out his hand for Nick. "She's not my type, Nick. To annoying. I'm really her brother, honestly".

Nick was flabbergasted.

"Do you want proof, Nick"? You brought out your phone and showed him pictures of well your family.

"Why havent I met him"? Nick asked, still somewhat not believing it.

"Nick, you haven't met any of my family. We weren't ready for that. I introduced you to my friends and you blacklisted all my guy friends. I see what you did to my friends, what were you going to do to the men in my family before meeting them"?

"Nothing".

"Look I didn't come here to fight".

"Then why did you come"?

"To make sure you were okay. I see that you're fine. So we'll leave". You pushed your brother to exit but before you walked out. A hand grabbed yours.

"I'm not okay. I miss you". Nick gulped. He just broadcasted his feelings to everyone.

"I know. I miss you too but I can't be in a relationship that you get jealous over my own brother. It's not healthy to be jealous that much".

"I'm sorry. I'm working on it. I just, I'm not good with relationships. My last one the girl cheated on me with my bestfriend and it sucked losing him because of what she done. I just dont want to be put in that situation again". Nick played with his hands. You knew he was way out of his comfort zone.

"Nicky, I would never cheat on you. Especially with your friends or your brother. I know, you told Nate to ease up on being my friend but you gotta trust me. I wouldn't hurt you like that. If I wanted another guy I would go out and get one. But I dont. I'm standing right here with you. That should say something".

Nick took your hand in his "Can we work on our relationship? I'm trying my best to not get jealous".

"Can I ask you one question".

"Yeah".

"Do you not think I dont get jealous? I mean, those ring girls are all over you sometimes and they're skinnier, prettier, blonder.

You have friends that are girls, why cant I have guy friends? What makes you and I different?

You also have hot fans that are obsessed with you and they are all over you as well. I keep my cool when I want to rip their hair out and get them away from you. So you need to learn to chill out. If I can do it so can you".

"I see where you're coming from and I'm sorry. Next time no photos with the ring girls. You're the only girl I want". Nick smiled.

"See, you dont have to do that cause I trust you. I dont want you to have to give something up. Because that means I have to give up being friends with my guy friends and I'm not going to do that". You shake your head and pull your hand away.

"I'm not asking you too. I just". Nick sighed.

"My heart is telling me that you need to think about this some more and work on yourself. Because it's going to be this way until you learn to trust people. Not everyone is going to hurt you".

"Y/N"? Nick protested.

"We're going to go. Congratulations on the fight". Your smile hid tears as you walked off, your brother following.

Nick walked out the room in the opposite direction and shed a tear. He really liked you and wanted it to work out but you were right he needed to work on himself. Time will only tell if Nick's ready to trust.