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blindrapture · 11 months ago

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WEDNESDAY JUNE 8TH, 2011 (Vorke, the Face Stealer)

8:20 AM Let’s get a move on. Long days ahead.

8:39 AM ..what am I doing on the highway I’M SUPPOSED TO BE LOOKING FOR RABBIT HOLES, there was probably one back there in the gas station, fffffffffffff Fuck it. I’ll keep going.

9:12 AM Holy shit, zombies. I haven’t seen zombies in ages. There’s a lot of these fuckers. Where have they been? And why are no monsters still attacking me?

9:34 AM The zombies have formed a wall. They won’t let me past this bit of road; they’re actually making me go down a side road. I’m a little worried, gotta admit.

9:41 AM That’s a big house they’re leading me to.

9:45 AM They’re leading me to the cellar. Did they just lead me to a rabbit hole? Did they just help me?

9:50 AM I’m in a desert. The sky’s a dull red, like.. like.. Mars? I dunno. I can hear some sort of machinery pumping in the distance. I’m gonna go that way.

10:04 AM There’s also a faint hissing noise. It’s coming from underground. ..I’m gonna go faster.

10:19 AM Hello, river. The hell? There’s a building just down there, by the riverside.

10:23 AM No one’s home?

10:24 AM Broke the door down. This is a small shack. Cluttered. I can’t see much so far.

10:26 AM There’s a ladder going down underground. On one hand, the hissing was from underground. On the other hand, there might be nice people. ..fuck it, I have no other leads.

10:30 AM That was a long ladder. This is a narrow and not-very-well-lit mine shaft tunnel.

10:42 AM Whoa. Lights around here are brighter. Fuck. That’s an elevator. I wonder how far down it goes. Hell, I wonder if it actually works. I don’t see any other paths, so.. why not?

11:00 AM Hit the bottom. Wow, that was long. This is a giant cavern. o_o I can hear the hissing much louder.

11:10 AM There.. are a lot of pairs of legs around here. That is, neatly ripped-off pairs of legs. Human legs.

11:11 AM I wish that I don’t lose my legs. Speaking of, these legs are forming some kinda trail, going much deeper into this cavern.

11:14 AM The hissing’s getting very loud. I also hear something else. Faint screams. Why oh why are there no other paths? Too linear for me, lulz am I right journal. ..ha.

11:19 AM There’s a humongous door. It’s a vault door. And it’s huge. The hissing is coming from behind it.

11:22 AM The trail of legs leads up to it. One is actually underneath the door, so I imagine there’s more inside.

11:25 AM I see no way to open the door.

11:26 AM The hissing’s stopped. Is.. “it” asleep?

11:27 AM NOPE WHAT THE HELL IS THAT IS THAT ITS MOUTH THAT’S A SWIRLING VORTEX THAT’S ITS MOUTH OH MY GOD

11:30 AM I’m hiding behind a rock. It’s moving back into its little chamber. So, uh.. it busted the door down. I think it was my footsteps that woke it up. It looks like a snake, a giant snake, but its mouth is literally a swirling vortex of purple blood and orangey-red guts. If you look far enough, you can see that the swirling vortex extends as far back as the other side of the thing. The thing’s back end is a humongous steel box. It looks like a Jack-in-the-Box snake thing, but it moves so effortlessly. Let’s call it the Vorke. Vortex snake. Kay? Kay. I’m gonna look around for some possible way past this motherfucker FIND A NEW SWEAR WORD

11:35 AM There seems to be a small door inside its chamber. I’m not sure where it leads. I’m not sure how the hell I’m gonna get there, but.. here goes. WISH ME LUCK PLEASE

11:37 AM DOOR’S LOCKED I HATE YOU HIDE

11:44 AM go away go away shut up shut up go away go away oh thank you It’s gone the Vorke’s forgotten about me, wow it has a short attention span. Okay, where the hell could that key be? ..something tells me it’s inside the Vorke. No, you know what? I have a better idea, a much better idea.

11:47 AM Crowbar, apply directly to locked door.

11:48 AM Slammed the door shut behind me. ….motherfunker, it’s dark in here. I hear sniffling. Lots of it. There’s lots of people in here.I called out, and they’re all responding. They’re all shouting “The vortex,” “My body,” and “Kill us.” I’m gonna open the door a little, to shine some light in.

11:50 AM I shut the door again. Oh my god. The wall. They are the wall. Their faces are the wall. Hundreds of faces. Hundreds of human faces. They are the wall. I take it that’s what the Vorke does. It rips your legs off and then plasters does that to your face. But what happens to the rest of you? Does it just get eaten?

11:53 AM I asked where the nearest exit is. Someone said “Oh, it’s right over there.” ..huh.

11:56 AM OH MY GOD I’M BACK ON EARTH. As a matter of fact, I’m just past Berga. I think I’ll wait a little bit before I try another rabbit hole.

1:31 PM Found another building. I don’t wanna really do this, but then again, it’s better than taking weeks walking back. Let’s go.

1:41 PM False alarm, that building didn’t have a rabbit hole in it.

2:04 PM For an apocalyptic sun, that’s still quite a hot one. Y’know, I wonder what the Earth looks like from space now. I wonder if it looks red. I wonder if there are any dramatic changes to continents. I wonder if all the oceans are still normal.

2:32 PM I can hear some faint caws. I guess I’m getting relatively a little tiny bit sorta close to the border? Maybe? Or maybe the Thunderbirds are coming closer. What’d that graffiti call ‘em? Convoy? Convocation? Whatever, I like ‘Thunderbirds.’

2:47 PM Gas station. Rabbit hole?

2:50 PM No, but I found some crisps and soda. :3

3:22 PM Whoa, what’s this? Could this be another car I’ve found? Please be another car. Oh my god, it’s a duck. How did I get a duck confused with a car. ..wait, that’s a pretty big duck. OH MY GOD RUN IT’S A RAPTURE DUCK That’s what I’m calling it, now RUN!

9:50 PM Encounter with Rapture Duck left me unable to write for a while. The damn duck ate my journal. I wound up running into another rabbit hole, this one taking me to the universe of nothing but naked women. Every naked woman was the exact same, though. Brunette, mole on the right cheek, one breast bigger than the other. Ass was cute, though. I’d kiss it. .w. If I had to wager a guess, I’d say the women were Italian. Probably just Spanish, though, knowing my ignorance. Like I said, every woman was that woman. It was kinda creepy. They all called themselves Rachael. No last name. Just Rachael. Some of them kissed me, some of them tried to take my clothes off, but I’m too kinky to take my clothes off! ;D Unfortunately, they were all quite submissive. x__x It was terribly uncomfortable for me, to say the least. I asked them if they wouldn’t mind escorting a humble traveller along to.. well, as far as that rabbit hole would go. They were more than happy to obey. I would have preferred “oblige” or “help” or, best of all, “direct.” Once I introduced myself to the first two Rachaels, every one we met just.. knew me. As if they really were all the same girl, just everywhere at once.

The environment was pretty generic. I’d wager it looked like.. an east-coast US suburban town. If I had to guess a state, I’d say North Carolina, maybe Virginia. Looked like one of those. I just got big.. vibes. They held my hands and went along with me, showing me around and giving me a tour, giggling at everything I said and asking if they could try on my trilby. I admit, I liked the attention. .w. Loved the attention. We reached some kinda sign, a bit like a STOP sign, but in some different language, I suppose. It wasn’t Spanish, I can tell you that. It was.. all.. shapes. It was sticking out in the middle of the road, not the pavement but the road, and when we got to it, the Rachaels escorting me just kinda stopped and looked at it for a bit. I asked what it was, and they didn’t respond for a bit, but after a second or two, they looked back at me with a smile and ushered me along. They spent a long time asking me abou—oh yeah, they spoke in American accents, which also led me to think it was North Carolina or Virginia or something. Anyway, they spent a long time asking me about my clothes, where I was from, my crowbar, how strong I apparently looked (I’m skinny as a rake! o_o), if I had a girlfriend, stuff like that. Once again, I admit, I loved the attention. And they loved hearing I was single. One Rachael said she’d be my girlfriend just for that little escort, and then the others started arguing over who should get me. Then we hit a second STOP-y sign. I didn’t even spot it until I heard them all abruptly stop at once. They were glaring at it. I can sorta remember the shapes on the sign; it was three, rather simple looking. Circles and squares and a triangle or two. Once again, I asked what was up, and this time, some of them started glaring at me for a second, but then they all became warm again and led me along. By this point, there were quite a lot of Rachaels following me. I don’t remember all of them appearing, to be honest, but there were plenty of times I wasn’t looking. I know the road we were walking down seemed to go on for miles, though. I asked how much further there was, and they said there wasn’t much further to go, and that the next exit’ll take me to France. One Rachael even asked if I could take her with me. The others looked at her with a lot of fear. I said I’d gladly if she’s not, like.. supposed to stay in that rabbit hole world or anything. The others wouldn’t say anything. Some of them were glaring at me, some of them looking at the sky, some of them at that particular Rachael. After a while, I just nervously chuckled and asked what her favourite place is. That got ‘em talking again. I started to hear some dogs barking or something, and that’s when I decided to ask a question they might be able to answer. I asked about “Rapture.” I asked about the rabbit holes. I remember what they said very well, and it’s why I decided to write this recollection down. One girl said “Doors.” Then the others stared at her. They looked desperate. She continued to talk. “Rapture is when the last door shuts.” And that’s when the last STOP-y sign showed up. This one wasn’t in the shape language, either. This one was in English. It said “RUN.” I looked back, and all the girls were glaring at me, except the one who wanted to come with me. She looked very afraid. I don’t remember what happened next, but I do remember a lot of running. There was also Gas Masky again, but that’s not important. I found my way to another rabbit hole, and kept running, just in case they actually did follow me. Now I’m in a French hotel. I’m actually in Paris. Motherfucking Paris, motherfuckers. I’ll look around tomorrow. For now, I’m exhausted from all that running.

(Attached: “No one corroborates on Rachael World’s existence, no one I’ve ever spoken to agrees that it exists. The only sign is these journals, and my own time spent there but that is covered in these same journals later on. If you ask me, the place sounds related to the Camper in some way, but Death must also have something to do with it. And by sheer coincidence, those are the only two I haven’t spoken to about that place. Must do some more research on this.”)

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twowaywardorphansjournal · 3 months ago

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Everything

Original post date unknown - Reposted 2/17/2025

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March 22

I don’t really know why I’m doing this. Dr. Mighell hinted at it, and I made the mistake of telling Aunt Susan, and she wouldn’t leave me alone. As in, bought five journals and put them every place she could think of so I’d find one. Whatever, I’ll write in this a couple times til she is off my back, then pretend like it never even happened.

May 30

Dr. Mighell said that I need to “come to terms” with what happened. She said I would know what to do.

So fine. I’m 27. My parents died. My sister died. I live with my aunt and uncle now.

Life goes on.

September 13

Today was…odd. I was walking home late and I saw two of them again. They were hanging out in an alley, watching a group of girls on the other street. I don’t know how I knew, but I did. I read some books back after everything happened, so I had my cross necklace on like always. They saw me and came closer, but these two men came out of nowhere and fought them off. They had these huge knives in their hand and cut off one of their heads! I didn’t even know what to say when one came over to see if I was okay. I told Dr. Mighell that I froze, but she doesn’t understand. She thinks these are just regular people, not monsters. Not vampires. I wish I could find those guys and talk to them, but they chased the other one back into downtown. I’ll probably never see them again.

September 15

Meeting Jen for lunch today, I ran into the guys again. Literally. Getting out of Aunt Susan’s convertible, I swung my door right into them. They came out of absolute nowhere; I swear I didn’t see them. But I did find out their names are Sam and Dean. I don’t know why, but they were in suits. I tried to say thank you for all they did to save me, but they were in a hurry. Dean wouldn’t stop staring at me, even as Sam tried to pull him away. I can’t shake the feeling like they might have some answers about what happened to my family.

September 16

Today was my first day working at the pub. I hate working with a bunch of twenty-two year olds. I wish none of this had happened so I could go back and finish med school at UNC. It’s an easy enough job I guess, and Uncle Mike says that it will be a good way to get back on my feet. They are trying to save up what they can so I can go back, but I just don’t see the point. There are already three lives that I couldn’t save.

September 17

I think Something Please

Today was a day I’ll never forget.

September 18

Sam and Dean told me everything. How vampires get turned and that the blood lust is so strong that they will attack anything. That crosses and holy water don’t work, only chopping off their heads. Even that there is a way to get cured after you get bitten.

Last night, I ended up alone for closing. The other person they hired didn’t show up, Lee had to go study for a test, and my manager had some family emergency. I was doing the best I could, trying to remember where everything went, when this gang of people came in. I tried to tell them that we were closing early but they didn’t stop, laughing and going behind the bar. This girl came over, eyeing me like she wanted sex or something, and then I realized what she was. I couldn’t move. She called her friends over, talking about how great she could make me feel. Someone’s blood was in my mouth just as the door burst open. I don’t remember much of what happened, just the pounding headache and Dean helping me over all the bodies. They took me to their motel room where I tried to jump on top of Sam. I had no control over myself. I ended up locked in the bathroom until Dean came in and gave me a really gross drink. After I got sick a bunch, they got me some food and told me all about the world of monsters.

September 22

After Sam and Dean killed the rest of the vampires they said they needed to skip town and go find another case. Dean gave me his number just in case anything happened.

I haven’t been able to sleep. I keep going over what happened almost 8 months ago. How when I woke up with a dry cough, I left to get water. What if my sister had still been alive? What if the vampire had watched me, deciding to let me live? The thump that is still clear as day, what if that was someone trying to get my attention? Could I have stopped them? Why did the vampires pick our house?

Why didn’t they kill me?

“What are you doing?” You ask as you slip through the motel door. Dean tried to smile at you calmly, but his eyes were still a little too suspicious, and you know you’d seen him stuff something under the covers.

“Just getting ready to head out. Sam went to go get breakfast.” Dean was on his feet, lightly kissing the bridge of your nose. “How was your run?”

“Good.” You settled into the chair, unlacing your faded yellow sneakers. “It’s really starting to get cold.”

“Better get a nice hot shower in then,” Dean replied cheekily. You laughed, shaking the cross necklace out from under your shirt. “You still wear that?”

“It’s been good luck since I put it on.” You planted another kiss on Dean’s lips.

Dean was quick to deepen the kiss, tangling his hands through your brown hair. You put up no fight as he nudged you towards the bed, kneeling between your open legs. Shifting up, your shoulder hit whatever Dean had hidden from you.

“What’s this?” You awkwardly twisted your arm to retrieve the book. As you held it up, your eyes widened. “Where did you find this?”

“It was in the trunk.” Dean huffed, settling his weight against your thighs from where he knelt over you.

“Yes, random book, let’s just open it and read everything!” You shoved at Dean’s chest to push him off, leaping off the bed and throwing the journal into your duffel bag. You slammed the bathroom door shut.

“Come on, Y/N,” Dean groaned.

Thankfully your arm band was still on with your iPod inside, so you quickly hit play and blasted the sound before turning on the shower.

She's a yellow pair of running shoes A holey pair of jeans

You stripped and clambered behind the curtain, immediately trying to find the best water pressure. Tilting your head back, you took a deep breath and closed your eyes.

She looks great in cheap sunglasses She looks great in anything

It took a few minutes for your blood pressure to regulate. You sighed, wishing you hadn’t overreacted. Dean knew practically everything about what you had written last year, so there was no harm in him reading it first-hand. What had surprised you was the flashback of memories leading down the dark hole you had finally pulled yourself out of.

The rings holding the curtain scratched against the pole and suddenly Dean was standing in front of you. He paused, waiting to see if he could come closer. Your lip quivered as you held out a hand for him, letting him pull you into his arms.

“I’m sorry,” he breathed into your hair.

“I just wasn’t ready to go back there. If you guys hadn’t come into town and taken out that nest, I probably…who knows…” You gulped, the familiar darkness slamming into your chest. Dean squeezed tighter, letting you ride out the wave.

“Do you know how cute you looked when I saw you?” Dean finally said. “You drove past us, looking so free with the top down. I knew I wanted to talk to you.”

“Shut up,” You laughed, sliding out of his hold. “I bet you don’t even remember.”

“I do! You had on those blue sunglasses, and a sundress. Sam had to pull me away.”

“I thought you were just being nice,” You giggled at the memory. “You looked cute in your suit. I remember thinking I was never gonna see you again.”

“That’s why I gave you my number, sweetheart.” Dean kissed the corner of your mouth. “It took you far too long to call me.”

You answered this by pressing yourself into him, gently entwining your tongues.

Everyday that passes I only love her more Yeah, she's the one That I'd lay down my own life for

“We should probably finish getting ready.” You tried to hold back a smile as Dean pouted. “Sam isn’t gonna want to walk in on this.”

It only took a couple minutes for you both to rinse down everything and turn off the water. As Dean grabbed one of the towels and wrapped it around you, he pulled you against his stomach. You smiled, loving these bursts of emotion. He kissed your neck then leaned in to whisper something.

“You are everything.”

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sakustrawberry · 4 months ago

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Prompt List:

Ship:

1. kagehina

2. sakuatsu

3. tsukiyama

4. iwaoi

5. bokuaka

6. kuroken

7. bakudeku

8. drarry

9. jegulus

10. wolfstar

Trope:

1. Enemies to Lovers

2. Fluff

3. Angst with a happy ending

4. Enemies to friends to lovers

5. best friends to lovers

6. fake dating

7. Memory Loss

8. De-aging

9. Marriage

10. Established Relationship

11. High school au

12. University Au

13. Fairytale Au

14. Beach Day

15. Christmas

16. Halloween

17. New Years

18. Snow Day

19. Dance/ Ball

20. Proposal

21. Shopping

22. Vacation

23. Carnival

24. Meeting Parents

25. Working Together

26. Partners at both work and home

27. Doctor-Patient thingy

28. As Parents

29. Demi God Au

30. Lifeguard Au

31. Professors Au

32. Soulmate Au

33. Cinema

34. First Date

35. Valentine’s Day

36. Librarian Au

37. Band Au

38. Pinky Promise

39. Breakfast in Bed

40. First Kiss

41. Bed sharing

42. Roommates

43. Jealousy

44. Insecurity, Reassurance

45. Coming out

46. First Fight

47. Meeting Friends

48. Grocery Shopping

49. Fuck buddies turned lovers

50. Cooking

Prompt:

1. “That’s starting to get annoying”

3. “You can’t just sit there all day.”

4. “I’m too sober for this.”

5. “I’m not here to make friends.”

6. “I need a place to stay.”

7. “Well, that’s tragic.”

8. “You’re seriously like a man-child.”

9. “You can’t banish me! This is my bed too!”

10. “The ladies love a guy who’s good with kids.”

11. “Dear Diary, …”

12. “She’s hiding behind the sofa.”

14. “They’re so cute when they’re asleep.”

15. “I’d kill for a coffee…literally.”

16. “You’re getting crumbs all over my bed.”

17. “Good thing I didn’t ask for your opinion.”

18. “What’s the matter, sweetie?”

19. “You’re Satan.”

20. “I don’t want to hear your excuse. You can’t just give me wet-willies.”

21. “I’m bulletproof…but please, don’t shoot me.”

22. “Did you just hiss at me?”

23. “Do you really need all that candy?”

24. “It’s six o’clock in the morning, you’re not having vodka.”

25. “I swear, I’m not crazy!!!”

27. “No. Regrets.”

28. “How drunk was I?”

29. “How is my wife more badass than me?”

30. “Be you. No one else can.”

31. “I haven’t slept in ages.”

32. “I locked the keys in the car.”

33. “Are you sure that’s the decision you want to make?”

34. “You work for me. You are my slave.”

35. “Take your medicine.”

36. “They’re monsters.”

37. “Welcome to fatherhood.”

38. “Why can’t you appreciate my sense of humor?”

39. “It’s your turn to make dinner.”

40. “The kids, they ambushed me.”

41. “Sorry isn’t going to help when I kick your ass!!!”

42. “Stop being so cute.”

43. “I feel like I can’t breathe.”

44. “You need to see a doctor.”

45. “You’re getting a vasectomy. That’s final.”

46. “It was a joke, baby. I swear.”

47. “Dogs don’t wear clothes!”

48. “I didn’t think you could get any more romantic…”

49. “Safety first. What are you? FIVE?”

50. “This is girl talk, so leave.”

51. “Where am I going? Crazy. Wanna come?”

52. “There’s a herd of them!”

53. “Do you think I’m scared of a woman?”

54. “They’re not your kids, back the fuck off.”

55. “You’re a nerd.”

57. “Just get home as soon as possible, okay?!”

58. “You smell like a wet dog.”

59. “I could punch you right now.”

61. “Welcome back. Now fucking help me.”

62. “If you can’t sleep…we could have sex?”

63. “Flea markets don’t carry fleas, you know?”

64. “Here, take my blanket.”

65. “I don’t want you to stop.”

67. “You’re bleeding all over my carpet.”

68. “Run for it!”

69. “We need to talk.”

70. “Not everyone is out to get you. Stop thinking that. It’s annoying.”

71. “I want a pet.”

72. “Just smile, I really need to see you smile right now.”

73. “I’m not wearing a dress.”

74. “I’m not wearing a tie.”

75. “Quit beating me up!”

76. “Please put your penis away.”

77. “It’s a Texas thing.”

“It’s a Florida thing.”

78. “Don’t argue. Just do it.”

79. “I hope I’m never stuck with you on a deserted island.”

80. “Does he know about the baby?”

81. “Hold still.”

82. “I wasn’t jealous before we met but now every woman is a potential threat” abba lyric

83. “Enough with the sass!”

84. “Show me what’s behind your back.”

85. “I’m not going to be sympathetic until you go to a doctor.”

86. “I hope you feel what I felt when you shattered my soul” i love you so the walters

87. “Stay awake.”

88. “STOP INTERRUPTING ME!”

89. “You’re not interested, are you?”

90. “I’m not buying Ikea furniture again.”

91. “Tell me you need me.”

92. “Oh honey, I’d never be jealous of you.”

93. “I’m telling you. I’m haunted.”

94. “I had a bad dream again.”

95. “Have I mentioned, I fucking hate Halloween.”

96. “It’s Christmas, don’t be mad at me.”

99. “You can only suffer through my whining for so long until you get up and make me a sandwich.”

101. “Come over here and make me.”

102. “Have you lost your damn mind!?”

103. “Please, don’t leave.”

104. “Do you…well…I mean…I could give you a massage?”

105. “Wait a minute. Are you jealous?”

106. “Is there a reason you’re naked in my bed?”

107. “I almost lost you.”

108. “Wanna bet?”

109. “Don’t you ever do that again!”

110. “Teach me how to play?”

111. “Don’t you dare throw that snowba-, goddammit!”

112. “I think we need to talk.”

113. “Kiss me.”

114. “Hey, I’m with you, okay? Always.”

115. “So, I found this waterfall…”

116. “It could be worse.”

117. “Looks like we’ll be trapped for a while…”

118. “This is without a doubt the stupidest plan you’ve ever had. Of course I’m in.”

119. “The paint’s supposed to go where?”

120. “You need to wake up because I can’t do this without you.”

121. “We’re in the middle of a thunderstorm and you wanna stop and feel the rain?”

122. “I’ve seen the way you look at me when you think I don’t notice.”

123. “Just once.”

124. “You’re the only one I trust to do this.”

125. “I can’t believe you talked me into this.”

126. “I got you a present.”

127. “I’m pregnant.”

128. “Marry me?”

129. “I thought you were dead.”

130. “It’s not what it looks like…”

131. “You lied to me.”

132. “I think I’m in love with you and I’m terrified.”

133. “Please don’t do this.”

134. “If you keep looking at me like that we won’t make it to a bed.”

135. “You heard me. Take. It. Off.”

136. “I wish I could hate you.”

137. “Wanna dance?”

138. “You fainted…straight into my arms. You know, if you wanted my attention you didn’t have to go to such extremes.”

139. “Hey! I was gonna eat that!”

140. “Have I entered an alternate universe or did you really just crack a smile for me?”

141. “You did all of this for me?”

142. “I swear it was an accident.”

143. “YOU DID WHAT?!”

144. “If you die, I’m gonna kill you.”

145. “Tell me a secret.”

146. “Hey, have you seen the..? Oh.”

147. “No one needs to know.”

148. “Boo.”

149. “Well this is awkward…”

150. Why is your hand sweating so much?

151. You can’t be that oblivious!

152. You were in my dream last night...

153. So we’re just going to ignore the fact that you drunk dialed me yesterday to tell me you love me?

154. We’re just Friends...

155. Just Friends? Bullshit!

156. Friends don’t do this kind of shit together!

157. Stop squeezing my hand so tight!

158. really, a fake date? you’re so cliché

159. They’re coming hurry up and kiss me!

160. No one’s going to believe us!

161. I almost thought this was a real date

162. Pretending to be your boyfriend/girlfriend is the easiest thing I’ve had to do

163. You’re such a pain in my ass, that it actually hurts to fucking love you

164. Do you ever get tired or listening to yourself?

165. You’re so annoying...kiss me already!

166. I thought you were someone else

167. This is a dare, but I regret nothing

168. I’m Very drunk and Very lonely, please give me company

169. Now that I have enough liquid courage, will you go out with me?

170. Everything okay here?

171. Bitch, please, you wouldn’t have asked me out even if you would’ve been in love with me for three years, but seeing as I am, will you go out with me?

172. My (older family member) thinks you’re cute

173. You’re really fucking annoying!

174. Will you shut up if I go out with you?

175. You’re beautiful,,,I know

176. What are you smiling about?

177. Stay

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lovestuckyhatemarvel · 2 years ago

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Chapter Six: E Pluribus Unum. I’m gonna vomit on the Duffer Brothers, I swear to God.

1.) I forgot that Russian recovered from a head wound that knocked him out super fast.

2.) I also forgot how close they got to the gate during their escape.

3.) Robin and Steve hold the doors so Dustin and Erica can escape. Also there’s no conversation before it happens, Steve just kind of does it and Dustin is like ‘I won’t forget you’ and leaves.

4.) This chase would be more impressive if it wasn’t relying on gross CGI. Like, the demogorgon is objectively a less scary design but because there was a dude in a suit for a lot of it, it’s still more impressive than the mind flayer at the end of the day.

5.) The mind flayer is connecting all of the victims, right? So could Heather see what her father was doing? Could she see his last moments before he was killed? Could she feel it?

7.) Mayor Kline presents Fun Fair.

8.) The carnival ride that the Russian holds the mayor in goes wicked fast. Does that ride normally go that fast or is this like the elevator?

9.) Strawberry and cherry slurpees taste different, Hopper. You absolute animal.

10.) I’m glad he likes strawberry too. And glad Hopper finally wasn’t stupid.

11.) Lucas Charles Sinclair.

12.) Erica is such a little sister to be like “Everything else tracks, but my brother is a little bitch so that part doesn’t.”

13.) Dustin knowing that much about My Little Pony is actually a little weird from what I know of the franchise. Bronies are more modern.

14.) My poor boy Steve. This part I remember a lot because it’s put in so many fucking Steddie fics. Steve is actually a very good liar. I forgot he offers them ice cream though.

15.) The Russians illicit the most terrified laughter out of Steve by laughing.

16.) Robin is so worried about Steveeeee.

17.) Robin spits in his face. I forgot she did that. My queen.

18.) Mike is being a ridiculous white knight.

19.) Hopper is having an absolute panic attack after learning about the upside down.

20.) “Breaking in is impossible.” Cuts to the literal children who managed it.

21.) lmaooooo Erica casually saying, “Deadly weapon, could be useful” is one of the best lines of this season.

22.) Steve was unconscious for IDK how long. Also I think he’s got a broken rib.

23.) I love Robin and Steve so much.

24.) I just realized I don’t know why Steve and Robin were in the same sophomore English class if they’re not in the same grade. Did Steve have to repeat sophomore English or did the Duffers not realize they were in different graduating classes yet?

25.) Could the props department not make that needle retract? It’s like barely against his skin.

26.) I forgot the kids don’t check on Steve or Dustin like at all.

27.) We got a flashback to El’s bio mom.

28.) I believe this episode takes place July 4th, 1985, which makes it exactly 4 years before I was born. That’s not relevant to anything, it’s just interesting.

29.) I feel bad for baby Billy, but not adult Billy. Adult Billy still wanted to kill Lucas and did nearly kill Steve. And neither of those things happened because of the Mindflayer. And his dad being shit isn’t an excuse either. I was abused all throughout my childhood and I never beat someone into a concussion.

30.) “Thank you, and good day!” Joyce screams into a phone.

31.) i forgot how funny Robin and Steve are when they’re high.

32.) Oh I forgot a fingernail almost gets ripped out before Robin announces they cracked it in a day.

33.) I forgot that somehow Dustin ended up with the deadly weapon and probably killed the torturer.

34.) Okay so Billy’s speech makes more sense now in hindsight considering what I know about season 4 (although I did not watch season 4 yet like at all).

35.) I forgot Billy’s the only Flayed person that doesn’t turn into bad CGI goo. RIP disposable people.

#stranger things #stranger things rewatch #s3e6 #stranger things s3e6

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footballerimaginess · 2 years ago

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Prompt List

These prompts are taken from @novelbear and @scealaiscoite, @corvase they were all such amazing prompts. Thank you so much for creating some insane prompts.

author’s note: One player per prompt, please send in the player’s name and the prompt number you want. Remember I write for most players, I’ve stopped writing for a select few, please ask away if you need any questions. crossed out prompts means they are taken, don’t request these. Thank you x 1. "did i make you uncomfortable?" "no! no, it just caught me off guard. i like it a lot actually..."

2. "you only call me that when we're alone.." "would you like me to say it louder~"

3. sending the scary "we need to talk." text

4. "my door is always open." "seriously?" "for you, yes."

5. “why do you seem upset?” “why the hell do you think...” 6. “when you realise what the problem is, then you can talk to me”

7. “This is all new to me, I’m sorry” “me too, [name], don’t worry, we’re in this together” 8. "oh god, please don't tell me i fell asleep." 9. "forget what i said about you only picking this movie because of how hot the lead actor is- i get it now." 10. "you fell asleep about halfway through. it was kind of cute." 11. “darling?” “what? you don’t like it?” 12. “let me walk you home. i’d feel better if i knew you got back safe.” 13. “get up, you’re snoring and I can’t hear the movie”. “then turn it up...” “so you can yell at me for waking you up? no!” “you woke me up anyway!” 14. “uh-uh, no more reading before bed, you keep waking me up with your dramatic gasps every time you turn the page” “well, i’m sorry that i engage and connect deeply with literature!” 15. “take an extra jacket, it’s cold out” “okay, mum” 16. “you’ve been talking about this crush for months now, when you are going to just go for it?” “i don’t think i can...” 17. pulling all nighters to talk to one another 18. when they both finally confess to one another, they laugh and realise all the different cues they’ve been oblivious to the entire time 19. “you really aren’t making this any easier.” “as if you are?”

20. “you put this here on purpose!” “okay, for once, i wasn’t trying to put you in any danger.

21. “you look so cute” “i’m literally in my pyjamas but okay” 22. “we swear we saw you leave their place last night” “that must’ve been someone else” 23. gently pressing a kiss to their cheeks as they rest because you can't help it, they just look so peaceful 24. “that was supposed to be me and you out there” 25. “did you just put my hoodie in the wash?!” “yeah..” “love, my phone was in there” 26. “come here, hold my hand” “you’re washing the dishes,” “..i can do both..” 27. “don’t call me. don’t text me. don’t ask my friends about me. don’t even think about me.” 28. “you got hurt? why didn’t your teacher tell me?” 29. “i’m not gonna lie and say everything is going to be okay, because it’s probably not, but what i do know is that we’re going to get through this together.” 30. “come on, we can’t do this all day. 31. “want a distraction?” 32. “You deserve to sit back and let someone care about you for once.” 33. “i know we don’t know eachother well, but i can give you my number and you can talk to me whenever you need..” 34. “Just say it was an accident!” “You kissed me!” 35. painting the walls together. no talking. just kind of enjoying eachother’s company as they focus and music plays in the background. 36. “i sincerely apologize for everything that i’ve said in the last thirty seconds.” 37. “i wasn’t trying to be rude…thanks.” 38. one character covering the other with a blanket when they fall asleep watching a movie on the couch 39. making tea or coffee for their love interest before bed (and just the fact that they know exactly how they like their tea and coffee swooon) 40. “do you want to stay the night?” 41. “Oh honey, you look exhausted come here…” 42. “i shouldn’t have said it…i know.” “then why did you?” 43. “you look like you’re going to fall asleep on your feet.” 44. “this is like the fifth time you’ve yawned in two minutes 45. Finding little toys and items they used to love when they were little and getting all emotional 46. “why do you treat me so different? i see how you are with your friends and it’s like an entirely different.” 47. “how do i look? do you think i overdressed for a [event]?” “no, you look perfect. 48. “did you get me flowers?” “it was for decoration” “..in my room?” 49. when the other holds onto their waist briefly as they’re passing by and it just send chills down their spine 50. “i invited them over” “shut up, you did not.” 51. “so…are you finally going on that date or….?” 52. “you were my best friend. now you’re just some distant old acquaintance passing by” 53. ' i told you not to break my heart, and that's exactly what you did.' 54. “i’ll still be here when you wake up, i promise.” 55. “you drove all the way over here because i forgot my lunch?” “i wasn’t just gonna let you go all day without eating…” 56. “you left without giving me my goodbye kiss, why do you think i’m mad?” 57. watching their camera roll get full of the other as they spend more and more time together 58. “i wasn’t sure how much longer i could have taken this…” 59. “i never thought i’d see you again…” 60. you still wear that little bracelet i made you?” “it’s like my good luck charm..”

#send requests in

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kimpossibly · 2 years ago

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𝟏𝟎𝟎 𝐅𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐂𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐁𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 — 𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐃. STARTS — JANUARY 2 ENDS — JANUARY 5

Hi everyone! Sooooo I just discovered that I hit ONE HUNDRED FOLLOWERS???? HELLO???????? That is insane and I am literally so grateful for each and every one of you. I wanted to come on here and do a little sumn sumn to show how much I appreciate all of you, and this is what I came up with! Hope you enjoy and thank you all again for 100 followers!!

HOW TO PLAY: pick a character/characters + and prompt, and then send me an ask with both of them. Also please specify if you'd like a drabble or a headcanon, otherwise I will automatically default to a headcanon. For the promts you can just send the corresponding number to whichever prompt you'd like. Send me the ask and I'll write you whatever you want! Fair warning, there are some smutty prompts in the list, so I'll put a little asterisk* by those so you'll know to expect a smutty drabble. Asks can be anon or otherwise, just send in whatever combo you like! Enjoy!

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

Wednesday Addams

Xavier Thorpe

Tyler Galpin

Rowan Laslow

Jeff Winger

Abed Nadir

Harry Potter

Cedric Diggory

Hermione Granger

Ginny Weasley

Peter Parker (MCU)

Peter Parker (TASM)

Bruno Carrelli

Matt Murdock

Kate Bishop

Eddie Brock

Regulus Black

Remus Lupin

James Potter

Lily Evans

Sirius Black

Dick Grayson

Jason Todd

Rachel Roth

Gar Logan

Stiles Stilinski

Liam Dunbar

Theo Raeken

Gilbert Blythe

Theseus Scamander

Jules Paxton

Nick Nelson

Anakin Skywalker

Five Hargreeves

Peeta Mellark

𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓 𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

— 𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐮𝐞 (𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐬)

“why are you really here? to mock me? to… make me hate you more?” “no. none of that. i came to be a friend, because it really looks like you need one right now.” (this post)

“they would be so mad if they found out.” “fuck ‘em” (this post)

“please, for the love of god, shut up for once.” “why don’t you come over here and make me?” (this post)*

“i’m tired of having to pretend we hate each other.” (this post)

“you’re annoying, you know that?” (this post)

" it's alright... it's okay... i'm here now. i've got you. " (this post)

" who did this to you?"

"we make a pretty good team." (this post)

" you never need to apologize to me. ever. and certainly not for crying... " (this post)

"Hey! Hey, it was just a nightmare. You're okay. I'm right here."

“What, did you think I kissed you all these times because I was doing it for the shits and giggles?” “…Let’s be real, you did have a lot of fun shoving your tongue down my throat in public.” (this post)

“I’ll get over you. I promise. These feelings, they’re— they’re only temporary, I swear. I—I’ll get over you. Just please don’t leave me—” “Did you ever think, that maybe, I don’t want you getting over me? What if I don’t want these feelings to be only temporary? That maybe I... Like you, too?” (this post)

“I didn’t mean to fall for you.” “And neither did I.” “…Fucking pardon?” (this post)

"this is a one-time thing only. don't let me being nice to you get to your head." (this post)*

"Make me." *

"Wait! Can you maybe stay? I don't want to be alone tonight."

"This is why I love you."

“if we weren’t in public right now i’d have my head between your legs” (this post)*

“is that my shirt?” (this post)

“Would you just shut up and kiss me already?” (this post)

— 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐬 + 𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐬

21. Enemies to Lovers 22. Friends to Lovers 23. Childhood Best Friends to Lovers 24. Only One Bed 25. Forced Proximity 26. Cuddling 27. Co-Workers 28. Sharing Earbuds 29. Sickness 30. Halloween 31. Christmas 32. Nightmare 33. Scary Movie 34. Coffee 35. Unrequited Love 36 Academic Rivals to Lovers. 37. Forbidden Romance 38. Stargazing 39. Mornings 40. Going to sleep 41. Date 42. Hug 43. Panic 44. Mutual Pining 45. Friends with Benefits to Lovers

#grace's 100 follower celebration #writblr #writing

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devilscreekballad · 3 years ago

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A while ago I posted THIS for story opening lines prompts based on quotes from outofcontextdnd

Have a long list:

1. “I forgot for six levels…”

2. “Are you sure you’re not a supervillain? Your motivation is literally to conquer the world.”

3. “What’s the silverware’s dexterity?”

4. “I’m an adult and I can make my own bad decisions!”

5. “Okay new rule, if anyone’s eyes start glowing ominously kick them in the junk immediately.”

6. It’s like 52 card pickup, except it kills people!

7. “I had a similar plan, but it’s less stupid."

8. And something miraculous happens. Your brain, it actually works!

9. “My acrobatics skills allows me some moral flexibility.”

9A. "I’m acrobatics as fuck!"

10. "I sit in the corner and consider murder."

11. If I see a wanted poster with my face on it, I sign it.

12. "Yeah there’s no way you’re getting out of this without being on fire."

13. "Can everyone stop over-reacting? It was *only* a murder!"

14. Stop being disappointed in me wearing clothes!

15. “Guys, I swear I didn’t mean to escape prison, it was an accident.”

16. Rock, Paper, Scissors, BURNING HANDS!

17. "We're not pirates, we're aggressive bullet salesmen."

18. Talk to the horses BEFORE we decide to stake the place out!

19. “I am a genius when others help me. “

20. “It was such a beautiful plan, it just didn’t survive contact with reality.”

21. “I strive to be helpful and unsettling, I suppose.”

22. “Hey buddy! Wanna help me do something stupid?”

23. "I have two skills: Destruction and Style."

24. "Whatever their half-baked plans are, we need to make sure they don't interfere with our own half-baked plans – otherwise we'll all end up with quarter-baked plans and that's practically raw."

25. As a bonus action, I commit arson.

26. “YOU HAVE THE MORAL COMPASS OF A ROULETTE WHEEL”

27. "in our defense, we're morons."

28. once it makes sense it will hopefully make sense

29. You're damaged, but in a good way.

30. Just to be clear: we're all down to resist arrest, right?

31. “I didn’t think about what to do when I got up here, I expected to fail” - “We all did”

32. “Oh, I remember you from the darkest corners of my nightmares!”

33. Sorry about all the arson, I was trying to not die and got carried away.

34. “Other than the looming threat of death it’s been fun”

35. Did you just propose to the enemy?

36. “We have too much dignity for that.” - “We do?”

37. “I think if we don’t set off all the traps we’re not doing it right.”

38. “Oh yeah, almost dying is pretty much a habit at this point”

39. “That is an incredibly evil act. Let’s do it.”

40. “Are you inventing new theological branches just to spite me?”

41. “I only murdered one guy! How does that make me a bad person?”

42. “Stop killing him for a second!”

#writing promp #not baodc

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frontierdavinci · 2 years ago

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50+1/2 out-of-context-dnd inspired rp starters

//Let's make this a proper prompt list. All quotes from outofcontextdnd and, hoh boy, make they for some interesting RP starters.

1. “I forgot for six levels…”

2. “Are you sure you’re not a supervillain? Your motivation is literally to conquer the world.”

3. “What’s the silverware’s dexterity?”

4. “I’m an adult and I can make my own bad decisions!”

5. “Okay new rule, if anyone’s eyes start glowing ominously kick them in the junk immediately.”

6. "It’s like 52 card pickup, except it kills people!"

7. “I had a similar plan, but it’s less stupid.“

8. And something miraculous happens. Your brain, it actually works!

9. “My acrobatics skills allows me some moral flexibility.”

9A. "I’m acrobatics as fuck!”

10. “I sit in the corner and consider murder.”

11. "If I see a wanted poster with my face on it, I sign it."

12. “Yeah there’s no way you’re getting out of this without being on fire.”

13. “Can everyone stop over-reacting? It was *only* a murder!”

14. "Stop being disappointed in me wearing clothes!"

15. “Guys, I swear I didn’t mean to escape prison, it was an accident.”

16. "Rock, Paper, Scissors, BURNING HANDS!"

17. “We’re not pirates, we’re aggressive bullet salesmen.”

18. "Talk to the horses BEFORE we decide to stake the place out!"

19. “I am a genius when others help me. “

20. “It was such a beautiful plan, it just didn’t survive contact with reality.”

21. “I strive to be helpful and unsettling, I suppose.”

22. “Hey buddy! Wanna help me do something stupid?”

23. “I have two skills: Destruction and Style.”

24. “Whatever their half-baked plans are, we need to make sure they don’t interfere with our own half-baked plans – otherwise we’ll all end up with quarter-baked plans and that’s practically raw.”

25. "As a bonus action, I commit arson."

26. “YOU HAVE THE MORAL COMPASS OF A ROULETTE WHEEL”

27. “In our defense, we’re morons.”

28. "Once it makes sense it will hopefully make sense"

29. "You’re damaged, but in a good way."

30. "Just to be clear: we’re all down to resist arrest, right?"

31. “I didn’t think about what to do when I got up here, I expected to fail” - “We all did”

32. “Oh, I remember you from the darkest corners of my nightmares!”

33. "Sorry about all the arson, I was trying to not die and got carried away."

34. “Other than the looming threat of death it’s been fun”

35. "Did you just propose to the enemy?"

36. “We have too much dignity for that.” - “We do?”

37. “I think if we don’t set off all the traps we’re not doing it right.”

38. “Oh yeah, almost dying is pretty much a habit at this point”

39. “That is an incredibly evil act. Let’s do it.”

40. “Are you inventing new theological branches just to spite me?”

41. “I only murdered one guy! How does that make me a bad person?”

42. “Stop killing (them) for a second!”

43. "Oh no, my evil cult got weird."

44. “We have to make that one special dead.”

45. “Sure, I could knock but I don’t want to, because I’m a criminal.”

46. "How do you safely remove someone’s skull?"

47. “I had everything planned! Except for soap. I never accounted for soap.”

48. “Ok its time to free a horse from hell jail”

49. “That’s adorable. We’ll kill (them) last.”

50. "When do the repeated horrible deaths begin?"

#rp prompts #rp starter #ask game #dead by daylight #dbd rp #dbd ask blog #dbd rp blog #dbd deathslinger #the deathslinger #rpstarters #sillyprompts

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asthmark · 4 years ago

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❝ chemistry ❞ o.st

synopsis → osaki shotaro moving to town means trips to the dance studio, boba dates, and the perpetual teasing of lee donghyuck.

pairing → shotaro, reader

requested? → yes! based off @onlyjihoons’s shipping game answer ♡

word count → 5.5k (this was supposed to be 1k.... goodbye.)

a/n → i enjoy writing texting scenes WAY too much ;; tbh this is like 50% texts im cryign but i had to convey how much i love 00 line .... and also how firmly i believe in lee donghyuck devil supremacy. as always, feedback is greatly appreciated and enjoy!

if someone were to ask you how you felt about your friends, you would without any hesitation, answer that you loved them to death. of course, if you were being completely honest, you would also have to add that you experienced the urge to strangle them from time to time. that might earn you a couple odd stares but you’re sure people would be more understanding if they knew who was in your inner circle to begin with.

for starters, there was lee jeno — tall, handsome, and the textbook definition of a gentleman. then, na jaemin, who you would consider to be the yin to jeno’s yang. an extremely energetic guy and, in your book, a total freak of nature ever since you found out that he inhales four shots of espresso on the daily. liu yangyang was a more recent addition to your group but, being as quick-witted as he was, he quickly fit right in. he also had a habit of going on somewhat aggressive rants in german which renjun found to be extremely amusing. speaking of, huang renjun was another one of your close friends — the shortest of the group, actually. (and, much to renjun’s dismay, that’s exactly how donghyuck liked to introduce him to people.) he was the type of guy you could trust to keep everyone in check which consequently made you mildly terrified of him.

however, it could never compare to the perpetual fear you have of lee donghyuck.

of course, you love him to pieces but sometimes you really wish he didn’t find so much joy in, well, making everyone miserable. you couldn’t deny it was funny to watch him tease and taunt your other friends. you still remember him purposefully messing up renjun’s game at the local arcade just when he was about to reach his high score — and also the way renjun had tackled him to the floor right then and there, resulting in the six of you being banned from the place. or, that time he offered to pay for everyone’s starbucks orders only to tell the barista that jaemin’s name was ben dover. (to no one’s surprise, yangyang had found that joke particularly hilarious.) you can also clearly recall how hard you had laughed in both of those situations.

but, donghyuck never let anyone laugh for too long.

according to him it was ’only fair’ to make sure each of his friends was at the receiving end of his gags. so, despite laughing at his latest victim’s expense, each of you knew that donghyuck would make sure you were in the same position sooner or later.

you definitely weren’t expecting it to be your turn one dull friday evening.

things are going slow for you as you sit at your desk, typing away on your laptop. school has been out for hours and your professors have decided to be saints and leave you little homework for the weekend. beside you, your phone dings, alerting you of the new text message in your group chat.

[4:23 pm] hyuck: i’m bored 🥺

[4:23 pm] you: plz never use that emoji again

[4:24 pm] nana: it’s misleading dude

[4:25 pm] yangx2: yeah like when have u ever made a face that isn’t this 😈

[4:25 pm] renjun: donghyuck is the devil = confirmed

[4:25 pm] nana: CALLED IT

[4:26 pm] hyuck: u guys are literally so evil

jeno laughed at “u guys are literally so evil”

[4:27 pm] jeno: look who’s talking lol

[4:27 pm] you: dangg u know it’s bad when lee jeno disses u

[4:28 pm] jeno: ...ngl it kinda feels like ur shading me rn

[4:28 pm] you: u would be correct :)

[4:29 pm] hyuck: um HELLO can u guys go back to paying attention to me???

[4:29 pm] renjun: what do u want, diva?

[4:29 pm] hyuck: i just wanna spend some quality time with my best friends ;(

renjun disliked “i just wanna spend some quality time with my best friends ;(”

yangx2 disliked “i just wanna spend some quality time with my best friends ;(”

you disliked “i just wanna spend some quality time with my best friends ;(”

nana disliked “i just wanna spend some quality time with my best friends ;(”

jeno disliked “i just wanna spend some quality time with my best friends ;(”

[4:30 pm] hyuck: OH COME ON

[4:30 pm] yangx2: i think what u meant to say is that u wanna make one of us very miserable today, right?

[4:30 pm] hyuck: .....no comment

nana renamed the group chat “hyuck hate club”

[4:31 pm] hyuck: ok i’m honestly feeling so attacked right now

[4:31 pm] jeno: well now u know what it’s like to be friends with u

[4:31 pm] you: so true king omg ur on a roll

[4:32 pm] hyuck: hmm okay so either jeno or y/n is gonna be today’s target, got it

[4:32 pm] hyuck: anyway can u guys come down to the dance studio now??

[4:32 pm] you: what makes u think i would go anywhere near u when i know ur plotting ur revenge on me as we speak

[4:32 pm] hyuck: because maybe i’ll have mercy on u and just terrorize jeno instead

[4:33 pm] you: good enough for me! thnx bestie, see u soon!!

[4:33 pm] jeno: HEY

nana laughed at “good enough for me! thnx bestie, see u soon!!”

[4:34 pm] yangx2: u literally cannot trust anyone in this friend group

[4:34 pm] renjun: ikr isn’t it great???

you might have been slightly out of your mind to willingly go see donghyuck knowing you had teased him in your group chat earlier. although, if there was a slight chance he would show you mercy if you did hang out with him, you were going to take it.

the studio was where you had first met donghyuck, along with the rest of your friends due to the dance classes you attended. after bumping into each in between classes and during practice, you began to get well acquainted. turns out, the six of you actually got along incredibly well and after a while, you began to share routines and tips, even choreographing together from time to time. obviously, this led to the infamous group chat being formed and lots of time spent outside the studio as well.

but, none of you had lost that love for dancing. in fact, forming your little clique had only made it grow. as you opened the front doors of the building you had made so many memories in, you wondered if donghyuck wanted your insight on a certain routine or needed some help choreographing. of course, there was also the possibility that he really was just bored and wanted you to suffer with him.

what you did not expect, however, was to see him caught up in conversation with another person. you couldn’t clearly see them with donghyuck in the way; all you knew for certain was that your best friend’s mouth was moving a mile a minute. you tentatively tiptoe into the room, hoping to not intrude on their discussion. but, at hearing the doors creak open, donghyuck puts his rant on pause to enthusiastically wave you over.

you sigh, putting your belongings down and approaching the pair. as you near, you notice that hyuck has a huge smile — no, smirk — on his face. you internally curse yourself for believing that he would ever pass up an opportunity to torment you, especially in front of a stranger.

“this is a very dear friend of mine,” you hear him introduce to his acquaintance. “her name is y/n. she dances, too.”

“oh, that’s really cool!”

the stranger’s unusually cheery tone prompts you to finally peek behind donghyuck and put a face to the voice.

and what a face he has.

“this is shotaro,” donghyuck informs you. “he’s new to town and quite the dancer. caught him in the middle of a routine.”

your knees almost wobble as you take in the stranger — shotaro’s — kind eyes that almost sparkle. (you aren’t sure if it’s because of the fluorescent lights of the studio or just part of his charm.) his lips are curved up into a friendly smile that makes you feel slightly giddy. his hair falls into his face almost perfectly, not a strand out of place and you’re uncertain as to how that’s even possible since, as donghyuck had said, he was dancing. not to mention, there’s not a bead of sweat on his face. did this guy come straight out of a disney movie or something?

“excuse her,” donghyuck chuckles. “good looking people tend to make her freeze up. don’t worry, this happened when she met me, too.”

you offer your friend a glare and an elbow to the side and you swear you hear shotaro chuckle. you turn to him instead, putting on a welcoming smile.

“my bad, i just—”

“got lost in his eyes?”

you pinch the bridge of your nose. “donghyuck, please don’t make me have to attack you in front of our guest.”

more giggles escape shotaro. (you swear it’s the prettiest thing you’ve ever heard.) you curiously tilt your head at him.

“sorry, it’s just that, you guys are too funny,” he admits with a sheepish smile.

you mirror his grin, slightly relieved he was amused instead of weirded out. “yeah, well, just wait ’til you meet the rest of us. it’s like a circus show, you’ll love it.”

“hello, clowns!”

“speak of the devil,” donghyuck murmurs, watching as yangyang and renjun enter, followed by jeno and jaemin.

“woah, who’s the cutie?” yangyang asks renjun, in what you presume he thinks is a whisper. however, yangyang has never spoken quietly a day in his life. renjun simply shrugs at his question.

having clearly heard the compliment, a faint blush creeps onto shotaro’s cheeks.

“guys, this is shotaro,” donghyuck answers, tugging the sandy blonde forward.

he gives a somewhat shy wave. “hi, y/n’s friends.”

jaemin erupts into laughter. “uh oh, looks like he likes y/n more than hyuck.”

“don’t blame him,” jeno mutters.

shotaro’s forehead creases, face suddenly twisted in worry. “oh, i’m sorry, was i not supposed to say that?”

“oh no, don’t worry,” donghyuck denies, quickly. “i’m sure y/n doesn’t mind at all, right?”

if you could crawl into a hole to avoid the embarrassment, you would. of course, donghyuck was 100% right; you really didn’t mind shotaro calling the group that if it meant you could hear him say your name over and over again. in fact, his sweet voice could probably make the dictionary sound like the most addictive song. but, donghyuck had no right putting you on the spot like that.

jeno suddenly speaks, catching on to your flustered state and donghyuck’s evil grin. “so, it’s y/n’s turn today? sweet, i’m off the hook!”

shotaro furrows his brows slightly. “huh?”

“oh, it’s just an inside joke,” jeno says, smile reaching all the way up to his eyes.

you wish you could strangle him right then and there for finding amusement at your expense but the last thing you want is for shotaro to think you’re some sort of psychopath. (although, with a friend group like this, you’re definitely beginning to think that’s where you’re headed.)

“got it,” shotaro responds, breaking out into a grin himself. “you guys seem like a really close bunch!”

“the closest,” donghyuck corrects, overly sweet, as he wraps an arm around you. (you resist the urge to shove him off.) “you’ll fit right in!”

you believed that the torture was over the day donghyuck introduced shotaro to your group. you would probably just see him from time to time and the studio (hopefully without hyuck around) and it would all be downhill from there, right? the latest notification on your phone alerts you that you are absolutely wrong.

hyuck has added one (1) user to the group chat

[1:05 pm] hyuck: welcome shotaro!!

[1:06 pm] unknown: oh hey guys! :]

the emoticon almost makes your heart beat right out of your chest. you roll your eyes in frustration at how easily affected you were by this guy. seriously, why did everything he do have to be so cute? regardless, you quickly add his number to your contacts.

[1:06 pm] hyuck: why don’t we do a little roll call so shotaro can save ur numbers to his phone

[1:07 pm] yangx2: YANGYANG

[1:07 pm] yangx2: HA I WAS FIRST

[1:07 pm] jeno: ...

[1:08 pm] jeno: anyway this is jeno :)

[1:08 pm] nana: jaemin present!

[1:08 pm] renjun: hi shotaro, this is renjun

[1:10 pm] shotaro: haha cool thanks a lot, i just saved all ur numbers!

[1:10 pm] shotaro: but quick question, is y/n in this group chat? :0

you almost drop your phone at reading shotaro’s message although you’re unsure why. he just typed your name, get it together, you urge yourself.

[1:11 pm] you: heyy shotaro! i’m right here :)

[1:11 pm] shotaro: oh yayy! i’m so glad ^^

hyuck disliked “oh yayy! i’m so glad ^^”

[1:12 pm] hyuck: shotaro plz return my love what does she have that i don’t T-T

[1:12 pm] nana: a heart

[1:12 pm] yangx2: a brain

[1:12 pm] jeno: a conscience

[1:12 pm] renjun: a functioning moral compass

[1:13 pm] hyuck: wtf

[1:13 pm] shotaro: ahahaha it’s like i’m watching a comedy

[1:14 pm] you: told u it’s a circus

[1:14 pm] you: i say get out while u still can

[1:14 pm] shotaro: whaatt and leave u behind? no way!

nana renamed the group chat “shotaro x y/n supremacists”

[1:15 pm] jeno: my thoughts exactly

[1:15 pm] renjun: took the words right out of my mouth

you cringe at your friends’ blunt behavior, praying shotaro didn’t find their antics to be too strange.

[1:16 pm] shotaro: 😳

[1:16 pm] nana: aww someone’s shy

[1:17 pm] renjun: he wouldn’t last a day in itzy

[1:17 pm] yangx2: HELPP

you shake your head, laughing silently to yourself as you mute the group chat and place your phone back down. although, moments later, you receive a direct message. you presume it’s one of the boys trying to rope you back into the chat but the moment you see the contact name, you’re forced to do a double take.

[1:21 pm] shotaro: i hope i’m not bothering u but i just wanted to make sure ur okay .. you kinda went quiet in the gc :>

[1:21 pm] shotaro: it’s shotaro from the dance studio btw!

you can’t help but find the fact that he seriously thought you wouldn’t remember him adorable. how could you ever forget a face like his?

[1:22 pm] you: that’s so kind! i’m okay, i promise. i’ve just had to put up with those dorks for way too long, sometimes i just ignore them haha

[1:22 pm] shotaro: lol yeah they do seem like a handful! but i look forward to getting to know them better!!

[1:23 pm] shotaro: and u too ofc~~

it takes all your willpower not to spam dozens of heart emojis in an attempt to show shotaro just how he has reduced you to a lovesick fool. instead, your response is short and sweet.

[1:23 pm] you: right back at u, taro! ♡

“okay, take five,” donghyuck pants, pausing the music blaring from the speakers.

you gladly obey, wiping away the light sweat you had worked up from the latest routine you and hyuck were constructing.

you both belonged to the same dance class and frequently paired together for partnered projects. the rest of your friends attended different classes, which you constantly joked was for the best since there was no way one dance instructor could possibly handle the six of you together.

“how do you feel?” donghyuck asks you, running a hand through his tousled hair.

“the choreo’s great, i’m proud of what we got so far,” you reply. “of course, i would be happier if i didn’t have to get so up close and personal with you.”

donghyuck scoffs at your joke. “i can’t do anything about that. the teacher said the whole concept of the routine is supposed to be is intimate.”

you fake a gag, failing to contain a laugh when hyuck playfully shoves you in offense.

“i’m sorry i can’t be shotaro,” he adds, a smirk forming on his lips.

you roll your eyes. “oh, very funny.”

“c’mon, you’re acting like you wouldn’t kill to have him as your partner, especially with choreo as spicy as this.”

“well, it would beat being paired with you,” you remark, picking up your water bottle and taking a swig.

“hm, then looks like today might be your lucky day,” donghyuck replies, eyes trained somewhere behind you.

you follow his gaze, nearly choking on your water as soon as you catch sight of shotaro entering the studio. he meets your eyes, plucking out his earbuds and offering you a small wave.

“oh, hey guys!” he exclaims, cheerfully.

“hey ’taro,” you greet, rather quickly, earning you a knowing glance from your partner.

“’taro?” hyuck repeats, amused, as he folds his arms over his chest. “you guys are already on cute nickname basis?”

shotaro giggles, eyes squinting adorably as he does so. “it is a pretty adorable nickname, right? she’s the only one who calls me that!”

your heart beats faster when you see how oddly excited that seems to make him. did he somehow find it endearing?

“seems like the two of you are becoming quite close, hm?” continues hyuck.

shotaro nods enthusiastically before glancing at you tentatively, as if to check for confirmation.

“yeah, you could say that.”

your agreement causes yet another smile to grace shotaro’s lips — this time he seems relieved. you briefly wonder if the kid ever stops flashing those pearly whites of his. you certainly hope so, or else your heart may never catch a break.

“well, since you’re comfortable enough with each other,” donghyuck begins, flashing you a grin.

you’re not even sure what he’s gonna say but you already feel the need to put an end to it. after all, nothing good has ever come of donghyuck’s mischievous grins. you subtly purse your lips and narrow your eyes in an attempt to get him to stop whatever chaos he’s planning to ensue.

nevertheless, he proceeds. “maybe you could help me out with this choreography?”

you want to facepalm at donghyuck’s lame excuse of a lie. however, on the other hand, shotaro’s face lights up in delight.

“you’re working on choreo? what for?” he inquires, curiously.

“for our dance class,” hyuck explains, motioning towards you. “i have a couple ideas so i was thinking you two could maybe try out some steps i’m planning to include. you know, to help me... visualize.”

“that sounds awesome,” shotaro responds, oblivious to your friend’s untruths. “i would love to help you guys out.”

“great!” donghyuck claps his hands together. “just a heads up, the theme of the routine is intimacy, so i wanna see all that charm of yours, shotaro. it’ll, uh, help me choreograph.”

you cringe at the obvious fib. meanwhile, it’s as if a switch has gone off in shotaro’s mind. his smile fades and his eyebrows knit together. “hold on, i-intimacy? does that mean—”

“that you’ll have to get a bit touchy-feely with her? yeah,” donghyuck interjects, innocently.

“y’know... i’ve really been wanting to dance with her.” he faces you, sheepishly rubbing the back of his neck. “just never thought it would be like this.”

you offer him an apologetic smile. “i know, it might be a bit... uncomfortable. you can back out if you’d like. i promise hyuck and i won’t mind.”

shotaro’s head shakes, vigorously. “no, of course not!” he must realize how quick he was to deny your offer, making him suspiciously eager to be close to you as he immediately adds, “i mean, it’s good practice.”

you suppress a giggle. “sure thing. hyuck, should we get started now?”

the boy in question dramatically picks at his nails, acting as if he had been waiting on you both for hours. “if you guys are done flirting, then, yeah.”

you roll your eyes, shooting shotaro a mildly annoyed stare. he grins, finding it to be equally amusing as it is endearing. (what can he say, the faint pout that appeared on your face was cute.)

“shotaro, how about you get in position right behind her.”

shotaro obeys, making sure to leave a significant amount of space between the two of you. however, donghyuck doesn’t seem to approve.

“closer!” he commands. “the concept is intimacy, not social distancing!”

shotaro shuffles forward, pressing his front into your back. you can’t help but notice how firmly toned his chest is. curse his dancers body, you think.

“okay, now, lemme see your hands on her waist!”

you feel the breath of shotaro’s shaky exhale on the back of your neck as he obeys, sliding apprehensive hands around your midsection. there’s silence on donghyuck’s end and through the mirror you watch him observe the two of you, no doubt acting way more pensive than he truly is. you know he’s just prolonging your flustered state by keeping you in this intimate position with the younger boy.

although, shotaro himself might know it too, considering the fact that he begins to rub comforting circles into your sides that he’s currently gripping, as per donghyuck’s request, in an attempt to calm you down. you nearly melt right then and there. at the same time, you hope he doesn’t plan on stopping anytime soon.

donghyuck calls out your name, successfully startling you and putting an end to the peaceful atmosphere. “why don’t you go ahead and lean on his shoulder. just lay your head back nice and easy— good, very good! look at that chemistry!”

if you’re being sincere, reclining on shotaro feels way more natural and enjoyable than it should. he steadily holds you in place, almost as if he secretly wishes to never let go. you wouldn’t be completely opposed to the idea either.

“alright, last thing, guys! y/n, how about you hook your arm around shotaro’s neck?”

you do so, fingers brushing softly against his jaw. he shivers beneath your touch, erupting into giggles when you shoot him an odd stare.

“i’m ticklish,” he confesses, in a whisper.

you can’t help but smile widely. “is that so? hm, i might have to exploit that information sooner or later.”

“as long as donghyuck doesn’t find out,” he replies.

his comment certainly gets a chuckle out of you. “did you finally realize how evil he is?”

“if the torture he’s putting you through right now is anything to go by, then absolutely.”

“only a matter of time before it’s your turn,” you reply. you lean into his ear to add, “by the way, this is anything but torture for me.”

“hey! no whispering!” donghyuck reprimands.

for the first time, shotaro goes against the older boy’s orders to whisper back, “it’s mutual. if anything, i think this is the best thing i’ve done since i moved here.”

your heart melts at the sincere admission. you stare at shotaro in what you’re sure is a very obvious case of heart eyes. you’re taken aback to find that he, too, returns the lovesick look. perhaps he was immersing himself a bit too much in the intimacy concept...

“stop! pause! cut!”

you and shotaro (reluctantly) untangle yourselves from each other to face a seemingly unhappy donghyuck.

“can you guys please just focus on my instructions without falling in love with each other?” he pleads. “i mean, you haven’t even gotten out of the starting position yet.” he groans, exasperated. “actually, you know what, just take five.”

[2:03 pm] hyuck: good morning

[2:03 pm] nana: it’s 2 o clock in the afternoon but ok

[2:03 pm] hyuck: i just woke up, therefore it’s morning

[2:03 pm] shotaro: good morning :3 did u sleep well?

[2:04 pm] hyuck: i slept a wonderful 27 hours, thnx for asking!

[2:04 pm] yangx2: ?????? THERES NOT EVEN 27 HOURS IN A DAY IM SCREAMING

[2:04 pm] you: LOLLL WHY WAS HE HIBERNATING

[2:05 pm] renjun: i was just gonna ignore him but i am genuinely concerned now

[2:05 pm] shotaro: woww,, well at least you’re well rested now! :]

[2:04 pm] nana: shotaro, i am begging u not to encourage him

[2:04 pm] you: all it takes is one (1) supportive person and he becomes an unstoppable force of evil

[2:04 pm] shotaro: o_0

[2:05 pm] jeno: besides ur like the only other person here with common sense besides myself and maybe renjun. i can’t lose u to donghyuck :(

[2:05 pm] renjun: ykw i’m not even gonna argue with that

[2:05 pm] yangx2: yeah shotaro is a good guy™

[2:06 pm] hyuck: i hate u guys and ur goldfish attention spans

[2:06 pm] you: sigh what do you need hyuck?

[2:06 pm] hyuck: i want boba :(

[2:07 pm] you: that actually sounds really good but idk if it’s worth being around u

[2:07 pm] hyuck: i’ll pretend like u didn’t just say that <3 what if i paid?

[2:07 pm] you: ....

[2:08 pm] yangx2: LMAO HYUCK BEING NICE IS SUSPICIOUS BEHAVIOR

[2:08 pm] renjun: ikr it’s making me super uncomfortable rn

[2:08 pm] hyuck: can’t i do something nice for my friends? :/

[2:08 pm] jeno: no

[2:09 pm] nana: nope

[2:09 pm] yangx2: nah

[2:09 pm] renjun: absolutely not

[2:09 pm] you: never seen it happen before so no

[2:10 pm] hyuck: u guys are so fake :( shotaro do u wanna hang out with me? if u say no i’ll scream :)

[2:11 pm] shotaro: yeah i guess i could :]

[2:11 pm] renjun: oh this just got interesting.. i guess i could tag along

[2:11 pm] yangx2: me too, i gotta be there to record whatever happens

[2:12 pm] nana: i’m in

[2:12 pm] jeno: same

[2:12 pm] you: hhhhh okay fine.. only to ensure taro’s safety

[2:13 pm] shotaro: (^з^)-︎♡

due to the fact that you believed donghyuck was going to try and officially initiate shotaro into your friend group with one of his infamous pranks, you decided to head to the boba shop. you hoped that if you showed up, you would be able to prevent whatever mayhem he had planned or at the very least, provide some damage control.

you pushed open the door to the quaint building, the bell dinging to announce your arrival. your eyes immediately lock onto the table in the far back since it was where you and your friends always sat — you had practically claimed it. you expect to see all the chairs filled but, to your surprise, only one person occupies the space.

osaki shotaro.

he beams, probably relieved to finally have some company in the otherwise empty shop. (after all, you weren’t sure how long he had been sitting there all alone.) nevertheless, you allow yourself to wonder — just for a second — if maybe he was just that ecstatic to see you. the way he enthusiastically waves you over seems to be in favor of that theory. it’s almost confirmed when you reach he table and he pats the chair beside him.

you let out a soft laugh. “the whole table’s empty, ‘taro.”

“i know,” he admits. “i just really want you to sit next to me.”

you swear you could break down in tears simply from the way he’s looking at you; like you’re all he needs. it’s pure adoration. you wonder if that’s how you look at him too. you can’t help but ask yourself if he, too, notices your longing stares.

you decide that you would be a monster if you denied shotaro his wish, so, you internally prepare yourself to sit next to possibly the sweetest boy you’ve ever known. yet, that proves to be difficult as said boy stands up to pull out your chair like the gentleman he is. you shoot him a grateful smile, mentally dethroning jeno as the most well-mannered person you know and passing the crown on to shotaro.

“so, how long have you been waiting for?” you ask, resting your elbow on the table and leaning into your palm to stare attentively at the boy to your right.

“actually, i only got here a couple minutes before you. we did agree to meet up here a quarter before three, right?” he asks, slightly confused.

you nod in confirmation. “honestly, i think we got set up.”

shotaro tilts his head. “really? why would they do that?”

“might have something to do with our ‘chemistry’,” you explain, quoting donghyuck.

the japanese boy’s mouth falls agape, as he comes to the realization. “oh, so they literally set us up.”

“mhm,” you agree, smiling ever so slightly.

shotaro must be paying closer attention than you thought because he picks up on your grin. “what’s with the smile?”

you shrug, feigning uncertainty. “i guess i just don’t feel so bad about being set up if it’s with a certain cutie i know.”

“oh?” he raises a brow, cheeks growing as he too mirrors your lovestruck look. “should i be worried about this guy?”

“certainly not,” you reassure him. “i’ve only got eyes for one.”

you see a faded tint of pink rush to his cheeks and you find it adorable how your confession flusters him. you can’t help but caress the supple skin as gently as possible. shotaro leans into your touch, his own hand coming up to cup your own, almost as if he were holding you in place. after a couple moments of basking in the intimate moment, you retract your hand.

“maybe we should try and get hyuck to include that in the choreo, huh?” you suggest, a teasing smile on your lips.

shotaro chuckles, “sounds good to me. i might even ask if i can fill his position, too. if not, i just might get jealous.”

you playfully shove him and he raises his hands in surrender. you chuckle, grabbing one of the menus that litter the table, planning to offer shotaro some help choosing an item from the list that is surely unfamiliar to him but it seems something outside the window behind you has caught his focus instead.

“looks like we have an audience.”

you take a deep breath at his words, preparing yourself for whatever it is you’re going to see upon turning around. when you finally do, all you manage to catch is five heads ducking beneath the windowsill, in a weak attempt to not get caught.

“of course,” you nearly laugh. “they’re so predictable.”

shotaro seems to find the situation humorous as well, if his amused tone is anything to go by. “to be honest, we should be thanking them. they got us together.”

“oh, so we’re together now?” you inquire, raising a brow.

“w-well, i mean, if you want to. i-i definitely want to.”

“no need for stuttering,” you reassure him, reaching over to stroke that one ticklish spot on his neck. “to quote a very wise — and handsome — young man, ‘it’s mutual.’”

he smiles at his own words being recited to him. “i don’t know about you, but i think we should seal the deal.”

“interesting. how do you suppose we do that?” you ask with faux curiosity. you certainly had some ideas of your own.

“maybe... a kiss?” shotaro leans forward, eyes closed expectantly as he taps his cheek. you resist the urge to pinch his lovely, round baby cheeks. he peeks one eye open to add, “for the audience, of course.”

you giggle, completely and utterly love-struck by the boy before you. in fact, you are so enamored by him that you decide to go the extra mile and press a sweet, chaste peck to his lips.

it seems as if he himself didn’t expect it as his eyes snap open, hand coming up to cup his lips in shock. when he finally uncovers his mouth, you see there’s a dazed, giddy grin on his face that let’s you know the smooch was very welcome pleasant surprise.

your phones simultaneously go off, alerting you of incoming messages. it’s a given that it’s none other than the group chat.

[3:15 pm] nana: that smooch was romcom worthy i’m so impressed right now

[3:15 pm] jeno: shotaro is living proof that being a gentleman has its perks! everyone in this gc should take notes!

[3:15 pm] yangx2: HERE IHAVE THE VDIEO OF THE WHOELE THIGN IF ANYOEN WANTS IT

[3:16 pm] yangx2: attachment: 1 video

[3:16 pm] yangx2: SORURY FOR THE TYPSO MY TEARS ARE BLURRIGN THE KYEBIOARD

[3:16 pm] renjun: can we get boba now?

[3:16 pm] renjun: oh wait my bad, congrats to the new couple :-)

[3:16 pm] renjun: to celebrate they should pay for everyone’s drinks.. just a thought

[3:17 pm] hyuck: ur welcome, y/n and shotaro ;)

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anothermansjeans · 3 years ago

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random dialogue prompt list pt. 2

part 1

(more under the cut)

1. “I really like your brain. In a non-zombie type of way, that is.”

2. “I can’t think straight when you scrutinize me!”

3. “I don’t like the word ‘love’. It’s too short for the way I feel about you.”

4. “Well if you actually listened to the playlist I made you, maybe we wouldn’t be in this mess.”

5. “You make me want to listen to breakup songs and cry my heart out despite us never actually being in a relationship.”

6. “I love you too much to let you love me.”

7. “Please tell me you season your chicken.”

8. “I’m quite literally begging you to shut the fuck up.”

9. “Oh my, God. You two had sex, right? Like, you literally banged out your differences.”

10. “Wait don’t move, I want to remember the moment I made you my bitch.”

11. “We could always make out to pass the time.”

12. “I don’t think you understand. You’re the only person I’m willing to let break my heart.”

13. “I’ve known you for the longest time but sometimes I wish I could go back and get to know you all over again just to experience it.”

14. “You’re the best and worst thing that has ever happened to me.”

15. “I want you in every way possible.”

16. “I can’t remember the last time I made someone this happy, let alone the last time I was happy.”

17. “Something tells me you’re here to confess your undying love for me.”

18. “Weird way to propose, but okay.”

19. “I’d write a book about us but the world already reads enough tragedies in the news.”

20. “I don’t want to be associated with you!”

21. “No way, for a moment I thought I actually cared.”

22. “I swear to God, if you used all of the hot water…”

23. “You make me want to be a soccer mom. Minivan and all.”

24. “Oh, I know you’re a keeper because I’m not afraid to laugh like a hyena in front of you.”

25. “Please, for the love of God, shut the hell up.”

26. “Despite that being the worst ‘I love you’ confession, I think I love you more for it.”

27. “Just give me 3 minutes and we’ll never have to see each other again!”

28. “Please, just tell me you love me before you lose me.”

29. “Hypothetically speaking of course, if I asked you to go on a date, would you say ‘yes’?”

30. “Looking into your eyes makes me uncomfortable… in a good way.”

fell free to reblog and use!

#prompt list #dialogue prompt #feel free to use!!

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baby-bearie · 5 years ago

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romeo, juliet, and evites to funerals

(NOT MY GIF)

jj maybank x reader

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a/n: uh oh. back again. thank you @jjmaebank for the beta read i love u. i did switch that one tangled reference i made.

JJ hates when you’re mad at him. You won’t text him, you won’t answer your phone, if you actually see him you’d never acknowledge him, and kisses? Forget about it. You’re not exactly a lot of fun when you’re mad at JJ.

You’re currently mad at JJ.

He figured that out after about the 3rd call you failed to return, and now he’s blowing up your phone. Nearly 50 unread texts, 27 missed calls and 13 voicemails, all in a span of 2 hours.

He’s persistent, he really is. Annoyingly so. Whenever JJ upsets you, his go to plan is to just irritate you into forgiveness. He thinks you can’t ignore him forever. You’re determined to prove him wrong. It’s been 3 days, and you’re proud of yourself. This is the longest you’ve held out against his torrent of digital apologies. You want to go longer.

It didn’t take JJ long to realize what you were mad about. For at least the fourth time this month, JJ had missed your date. You had planned a day on the mainland at a local fair, but you spent last Friday waiting as the ferry came and went.

If he had just canceled, you wouldn’t be mad. But he didn’t cancel, he just texted you every half hour, just when you were ready to give it up and leave, that he was coming and to hold on. And then around 5, a good 3 hours after he said he would come, he showed up.

And then he made fun of your outfit.

“Dude, what the hell are you wearing?” He even laughed.

So you left.

It is now Monday morning, and your phone has not stopped ringing for the past 8 hours. How the hell did he manage to keep going, nonstop, for 8 hours?

You can’t deny that you miss him. Going without JJ’s touchiness is affecting you too. Last night you had to cuddle a pillow.

You’re fixing your bed when the pebbles start hitting your window.

One, two, three, four. A pause. And then at least 30 pebbles all hit the window at the same time. You huff in annoyance, rolling off your bed to unlatch the window and shove it open.

“Hi, baby.” JJ is standing on your lawn, sheepishly smiling at you. His hand reaches up to rub the back of his neck.

You quirk an eyebrow at him, unamused.

“Oh, c’mon, Y/n! You can’t still be mad at me.” “Oh, I very much can! Or could you not tell from the numerous times I called you back?” You scoff.

JJ laughs, pushing his hands out at you, as if he’s reaching for you. “See, you’re talking to me already.” “Go away, JJ!” You grit your teeth.

“No.” “Go. Away.” “I don’t want to! Not until you forgive me!” “If you stay here another second, I’m literally going to ignore you for the rest of your life. We’ll get married and have kids and I still won’t talk to you.”

JJ snorts. “That would be bad for our family.”

“I will communicate with you through our children.” “Okay, well you’re pretty, like, vocal, if you know what I mean- “JJ, you disgust me.” “so I don’t know how you plan on me puttin’ a baby in you if you won’t talk to me. Communication is key, Y/n.”

“Okay, first of all, shut the fuck up. Second of all, if you don’t get off this street in the next ten seconds, I will call John B and I will make him drag you off.” You deadpan.

“That wouldn’t even work, John B would take my side.” “I’m his favorite!” You insist.

“Okay, I’m done talking to you, goodbye forever,” You begin to close the window, and JJ shouts. “Wait, wait, Y/n, wait, I swear I will start yelling.” “Goodbye, JJ.” You shut the window and JJ sighs dramatically.

He smirks up at you through the window before he opens his mouth.

“I am hopelessly in love with Y/n Y/l/n, and I’m going to scream about it now.” He whoops. Your neighbor sticks his head out his door. JJ turns and waves at him. “She’s up there!” He shouts, pointing at your window.

You yank the curtains in front of your window and flop back on the bed.

“Y/n, oh, Y/n, parting is something something? Oh, sweet sorrow! Something, something, I never read Romeo and Juliet last year, true beauty?” He screams.

You pull another pillow on top of your head, trying to muffle JJ’s yodeling outside your window. It barely works. You can make out more half-assed Romeo and Juliet references, but you know for a fact the only version of that play he knows is the gnome one.

Eventually, he leaves. You don’t dare actually check to see if he’s gone, scared that in true JJ fashion, he’s just baiting you. But after a good 30 minutes of quiet, you know JJ’s not patient enough for this. He’s gone.

He’s not done though.

He continues to overheat your phone with calls and texts. At one point he sends you an evite to his funeral. “Rip: jj maybank. Cause of death: lack of y/n.” The invitation reads.

At least he’s getting creative.

You’re almost thankful when the clear weather turns into a thunderstorm, knocking out your power. With no wifi, there’s no JJ.

Or so you were hoping.

You’re curled up with a cup of coffee and a family sized bag of chips in front of the TV, barely paying attention to the movie playing when he starts knocking on the door.

You’re not sure who would be at your door in the middle of a storm this bad. Obviously, one boy, but even he’s not dumb enough to come all the way here in weather this bad.

Except he is dumb enough.

You swing the door open to reveal a soaked JJ, squinting in the rain and holding up a bouquet of drooping carnations. He grins at you goofily.

“JJ, you dumbass, what the hell? Get in here!” You grab his wet arm and drag him inside. Even better, he came here in the rain, in a sleeveless shirt.

“Did you get my evite? Because I’m fucking freezing. I think this is how I go.” He’s dripping all over the floor.

You throw a glare over your shoulder as you retreat to find a towel.

Once you’ve wrapped it around him and forced him into a chair, you finally get to scream at him.

“You’re- You’re infuriating, you know that?” You cry out. “You drive me insane! What am I supposed to do if you get sick? Or worse!”

“Then you could’ve sent out those evites.” He smiles hesitantly.

“I’m being serious!”

JJ gives you another toothy smile and holds out the wimpy flowers. You take them from him and immediately hit him with them, spraying water droplets across his face.

“Ow. Okay, I deserved that.” JJ holds his hands up in defense and you hit him with them again.

“Maybe I shouldn’t buy you flowers anymore!” “You’re such an asshole!”

“I’m the asshole?” JJ stands now. “Yes, you’re the asshole.” “I’m the one getting beaten up with flowers!”

“What, did you think you could just show up here with stupid flowers and your stupid face and all would be forgotten?” “Well, no, okay, kind of?” JJ doesn’t know what to say to make you happy.

“That’s not how this works. You can’t just pull some big gesture and fix everything.” “Okay, you’re right. Y/n, I’m sorry.” He grabs your shoulders to look you dead in the eyes.

“You’re sorry?” “I’m sorry.” He shakes you a little.

“You’re sorry for what?”

JJ rolls his eyes, but finishes. “I’m sorry for standing you up and then being harsh about your fashion choices. I did not mean to hurt your feelings. It will never happen again.” JJ sounds like he’s reciting from memory.

“It’s going to happen again, you loofah.” “Loofah? I feel like that’s a new one.” “But you have to apologize, JJ.”

“I tried!” JJ protests, but you cut him off.

“And not over the phone.” You give him a look.

“Okay.” His hands travel to your hips. “Next time, I’ll say I’m sorry. Not over the phone. Can I please just kiss you now?”

“Is that all you came here for?” You laugh. “Pretty much, yeah.”

JJ leans down to kiss you, and you can feel him smile against you.

You pull away, eyes still closed. “I swear, stand me up one more time and I will dump you for- “Shut up.” JJ kisses you again but you lean back. “For good.” You finish and kiss him again.

“But then how would we,” He pecks your lips between words, “have that family you were talking about.”

You tug your head back completely. “I will leave you and my imaginary family.”

JJ shakes his head at you before he looks at the tv.

“What are you even watching?” “Romeo and Juliet.”

“Wait, isn’t he supposed to be a lot shorter than that?”

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Human (Natasha Romanoff)

Human: Chapter 1

A/N: Troyes, France is 6 hours ahead of NYC so 7pm there is 1pm in NYC. For the sake of this fic we’re going to pretend that the Battle of New York lasted quite a few hours.

*This is my first ever fic and I wrote it at 3am so bear with me

WARNINGS: swearing; mentions of weapons; violence; panic attack; anxiety; my crappy writing; and I think that’s it (lmk if there’s anything I should add)

Barcelona, Spain; January, 2012:

The repetitive ticking of the clock registered in my brain before my eyes even opened. I didn’t need that clock to know what time it was, of course. It was 4:30 am— the same time I've woken up everyday for the past twenty-five years of my life. I no longer need to wake up this early, yet it’s a habit so deeply engrained in my framework that it’s seemingly unbreakable. I roll out of bed and make my way into the dingy kitchen with light footsteps. With some quick math I figured that I got barely two hours of sleep last night, but that’s more than usual. I started the coffee machine and asked with a sigh, “Would you like some coffee or are you just going to lurk in the corner?”

The leather-clad stranger with an eyepatch stepped up to the kitchen island opposite of me and responded, “I wouldn’t mind a cup. I suppose I shouldn’t be surprised that you knew I was here.”

“Well, you know what they say about old habits. You got a name?”

“You can call me Fury. We have a lot to talk about, Eight.” I slid him a mug of cheap coffee and gestured for him to take a seat.

“Then we’d better get started so you can get the hell out of my apartment.” He simply chuckled in response and I could already feel my patience wavering.

Two Hours Later:

“Strategic Homeland Intervention, Enforcement and Logistics Division? Really, dude?”

“Yeah, it’s a mouthful. Trust me I know.”

“I’m sorry that you came all this way for nothing, Fury, but there’s no way in hell I'm working for some government spy circus.”

“It’s technically an extra-governmental spy agency-“

“Doesn’t matter. I’m not joining,” I said, cutting him off.

“So, you’re just gonna hop from one shitty apartment to the next until you die? That doesn’t seem like a great life.”

“Better than the one I lived before.”

“You aren’t the person to live in hiding. You’re the person who thrives in the action and lives to kick ass, and we both know it.” When I didn’t respond he continued, “I’ll leave you my card. When you change your mind, which you will, you’ll know where to find me. You don’t have to be the bad guy anymore, Eight.” With that he slid off the stool and left my apartment, leaving me with nothing but my rapidly spiraling thoughts and a black business card.

Troyes, France; May, 2012:

It had been four months since Director Fury came to my apartment in Barcelona. We’d kept in contact and he hasn’t given up on me joining S.H.I.E.L.D.. I'm living in my third apartment since then. Wow…those landlords must really hate me. I was watching the seven o’clock news when I saw something that made me choke on my Cheerios. “An alien invasion?! What the fu-” My Cheerio-muffled exclamation was interrupted by the ring of my burner phone. “Hello?”

“Eight, you watched the news recently?”

“Uh yeah, I'm watching it now. You fighting aliens now, Nicky?”

“Okay first of all, I told you to stop calling me that. Second, yes… aliens. I’m forming a team of…extraordinary people to help protect against these threats and they could really use a hand to finish off this fight.”

“I may be weird as hell but I ain't ‘extraordinary’, Fury. I don’t wanna join your band of misfits.”

“Alright, how about a compromise? You fly your fancy jet here right now and help them out and if you still don’t wanna join once the battle is over, you can go right back to France and I’ll stop bothering you about joining.” After a few seconds of silence I agreed.

“Fine, but I’m not gonna change my mind. Wait, how do you know about my jet?”

He gave a hearty laugh and said “I know everything, Eight. You should know that by now.”

New York, New York; 96 Minutes Later:

I flew my jet into the city, making sure to take out a few flying Chitauri in the process. We don’t need to talk about how I got my hands on a German jet that can fly 2100mph. I saw a few interesting characters standing in a circle fighting off an endless sea of aliens. I maneuvered the jet and— wait…is that guy wearing blue tights? Is this what Fury meant by extraordinary? Whatever. I landed in the street about 20 yards away and killed the engines. I hopped out and started jogging towards the group. A couple of them turned around, probably wondering who the hell the chick in the black uniform is and— whoa that’s a beautiful woman. After realizing my steps had literally faltered in a mini gay panic, I slowed to a walk and said “Y’all need a hand?”

“Depends on whose hand it is,” replied the redheaded source of my panic.

“I’m a friend of Fury’s. He practically begged me to come save your asses.”

“Fury doesn’t beg,” she said in a doubtful tone.

“Not typically, but I'm just that awesome. If you don’t believe me then call him up but I’m gonna go kill some aliens.” With that I took off down another street where there was a group of the repulsive bastards. After unloading all of my magazines into Chitauri bodies, I switched to my swords and daggers. After another hour or so of fighting, there were no more aliens in sight. I started jogging toward the rich dude’s tower when I saw said rich dude falling through the rapidly-closing portal. I stopped next to Mr. Blue Tights and the buff blonde guy with the hammer when the big green dude grabbed Mr. Rich Dude from the sky and landed next to us. The green guy yelled, waking Mr. Rich Dude up with a start. “What the hell? What happened? Please tell me nobody kissed me. Except for her, she’s pretty hot,” he said nodding toward me. Just then the redhead jogged over to us and eyed my blood-soaked form from head to toe.

“See something you like, Red?”

“No. I’m pretty sure I'd be classified as a sadist if I liked the sight of that much blood,” she said with a raise of her eyebrow.

“Yeah that’s fair.” She shook her head at me with a small smirk. There was barely a second of silence when Mr. Rich Dude spoke up.

“Anybody want shawarma?”

Three Hours Later:

I had gone to the Triskelion after the band of misfits apprehended Loki. Agent Hill showed me where to park my jet and directed me to a room so I could shower and stay the night if I wanted to. I had put on black jeans, a white tee, and a black jean jacket, all of which had been in a to-go bag in my jet. I was toweling off my hair when someone knocked on the door. I opened the door to see none other than the one-eyed-wonder standing there. “What can I do for you, Nicky?”

“The Avengers are being debriefed in Conference Room 6B in ten minutes. You should come.”

“The Avengers? Is that what you’re calling them? That’s cute. But I'm not an Avenger and I don’t want to be an Avenger, so no thanks.”

“You should come anyway.”

“I don’t actually have a choice, do I?”

“You know me so well, Eight,” he said with an amused grin.

I walked into the conference room and the Avengers were already there. Steve Rogers, Clint Barton, Tony Stark, Bruce Banner, Thor, and Natasha Romanoff—whose names I learned from Hill— were scattered around a large table, along with Fury. Romanoff eyed me from where she was standing and arched a perfectly sculpted eyebrow at me. I squinted my eyes and wiggled my eyebrows in response, and I could see her stifle a laugh. “What’s your name?” She accompanied the question with a blank expression, which made me feel oh-so-special.

“That’s a very personal question, Miss Romanoff. Let’s slow the pace, please.”

“You know my name but I can’t know yours? That doesn’t seem fair.”

“The world isn’t fair, Miss Romanoff, and I love a good mystery.”

“If you two are done flirting, we have business to attend to,” interjected Fury.

“Right, my apologies, Nicky.”

“Don’t call me that, Eight.”

After an excruciating 43 minutes and 27 seconds, Fury finally let us leave. I was so close to freedom when that unbelievably sexy voice called to me. “Eight!” Romanoff hastily walked towards me in an effort to catch up.

“Yeah?”

“Is your name actually Eight?”

“If you want it to be.”

“Why are you so damn stubborn?”

“It amuses me, Red.” There was a brief silence during which both of us were trying to figure out if the conversation was over.

I was about to leave when she continued, “So that’s it? You’re just gonna leave?”

“Well, no. I’m going to stay the night, steal some really expensive jet fuel, and then leave in the morning before Fury can get up my ass about joining his little team.”

She rolled her eyes and responded, “Why won’t you join the Avengers? And why won’t you tell me your real name?”

“It’s just not my style. I’d rather fly solo.”

“You ignored my second question.”

“Then maybe you should take the hint and stop asking.” With that I turned around and started walking away, but a hand on my arm stopped me dead in my tracks. Alarms started going off in my head, and I'm pretty sure Romanoff was saying something to me but I was too caught up in the memories of beatings, punishments, and psychological conditioning to register it. After a few of the longest seconds of my life, the white of my vision cleared up and the voice telling me ‘physical contact is strictly forbidden’ faded into the background. My heart was still hammering in my chest and I was trying to keep my breathing steady despite the inevitable panic attack trying to drag me under, I regained my neutral expression and said. “Sorry, did you say something?”

“Are you okay?” She had a concerned expression and if I wasn’t so blinded with anxiety, I would’ve appreciated how cute the furrow of her eyebrows was.

“Yeah, I’m fine. I’m just gonna turn in. It’s been a long day.” I turned around and walked back to my temporary room at a brutal pace. As soon as the door closed behind me, hot tears raced down my cheeks and I lost the ability to breathe. It was gonna be a long night.

3:21 am:

I finally managed to calm myself down and stop the panic attack after almost four hours. Well, I passed out because I couldn’t breathe but it did calm me down. Trying to sleep would be pointless, so I decided to leave before anyone woke up. I didn’t really have much to pack so I grabbed my duffel bag and left the room. I made it to the corridor attached to the landing pads and ran into the one person I really didn’t want to see. “What are you doing out and about, Red?”

“I’ve got places to be and things to do. Were you just going to sneak out in the middle of the night like a teenager with a rebellious streak?”

“Yes, that’s exactly what I’m doing, actually. Do you need a ride? Where are you going?”

“Madrid. Fury said I could hitch a ride on another plane that’s headed for Germany.”

“Well I’m going to France if you wanna ride with me. My jet will get you there a lot faster.” She studied me for what felt like way too long, probably debating if I would try to kill her or not. You know how spies are with their trust issues.

“What the hell, why not?”

And that is how I ended up in a jet with “Candy Shop” playing over the speakers and Natasha Romanoff in the copilot seat yelling at me to, and I quote, ‘slow the fuck down.’ “Why would I slow down, you psycho?! That’s the whole damn point of this thing!”

“Where did you even get a German jet this fast?”

“Germany.”

“No shit Sherlock. How did you get it?”

“I went to Germany, stopped in at the local speedy-jet dealership, and walked out with this beauty.”

“Sarcasm is a defense mechanism, you know? You’re only being like this to keep me from seeing the real you. You built walls. You want everyone to think you’re fine when in reality, you’re falling apart.”

“Okay…um…there was no need for that, Dr. Romanoff. I can find my own therapist, thank you very much. And don’t go pretending you’re all healthy in the head, Miss Assassin.” It was quiet for all of five seconds before we both burst into laughter.

Madrid, Spain:

I landed the jet at the local S.H.I.E.L.D. base and killed the engines. Romanoff and I removed our headsets and I stood to help her get her bags. “Welp, I’ll see you around I guess.” I really wasn’t good at this type of thing. Or any social interactions, really. Twenty-four years in a cell will do that to you.

“Will I? See you around, I mean?”

“Um, I don’t really know, honestly. I’m not part of S.H.I.E.L.D. so we won’t just run into each other or anything but…”

“Why won’t you join S.H.I.E.L.D.? I mean what else are you doing?”

“Ohhh, I see. You just love me so much that you don’t want me to leave. You’re gonna miss me so much-” I was cut off when she threw her backpack at my head. “Hey! You’re lucky I caught that! Freaking crazy woman.”

When our laughter died down she said, “Well I should probably go. Thank you for the ride.”

“Of course. Hitchhikers are always welcome aboard my beloved jet.” A small smile appeared on her face and she stepped forward to give me a hug but she must’ve seen my body go rigid because she stepped back. She might’ve said something but the voice in my head was too loud for me to understand her. I don’t know how long it was before I unfroze but when I did, she was gone. I walked to the front of the jet and started the journey to France.

#natasha romanoff x reader #natasha x reader #natasha romanoff #black widow #black widow x reader #natasha romanoff angst #natasha romanoff fluff

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