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itsnothesameasitwas · 3 years ago

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hiii! im looking for good freinds to lovers fics bc i go through them sooooo fast :/ if you have any good ones pls send them !!!

hii… sorry this took me a whole day but here some Friends to Lovers fics… all the fics I’m recommending are Larry and please be careful with the tags before start reading and leave kudos :)

ABO

♥ Promise Me You Won't Run Away by thinlines @thinlinez | 23k | E

“Does kissing me stop you from having bad thoughts?” Harry asked, voice muffled into the collar of Louis’ dress shirt. Louis chuckled at this. He trailed a hand down Harry’s back, feeling the muscles tensing along with his touch.

“I guess you can say that. You’re a good distraction.”

“Then I will be the best distraction.” Harry answered, pulling back and watched Louis’ lips unashamedly.

“Come distract me, then.”

Or the Prince/ Knight AU in which Harry left Louis, but the omega never once gave up on them.

♥ i don't wanna be your friend, i wanna kiss your neck by crybaby | 19k | E

Harry has been in love with Louis Tomlinson for four years, five months, and thirteen days.

Harry had fallen in love with Louis Tomlinson like how he’d seen in movies, and how he’d read in all the books he’d stolen from Gemma, headfirst and shameless. The only problem was, that in films and books, love was always either returned instantly, or else it took time for unrequited love to lose the first two letters, and since the first option was obviously not true, Harry decided he would wait for the second to become reality. And so Harry waited, three years, eight months, and four days, before his heart had been broken by a gentle rejection and a misplaced blowjob, before Louis and Gemma had packed up and gone to Manchester for university.

(Harry is a hopelessly romantic omega and Louis is his sister's best friend)

♥ picking up the pieces by falsegoodnight @falsegoodnight | 35k | E

“Zayn,” he murmurs, quietly but desperately.

Knowing what to do immediately, Zayn discreetly glances behind them to scan the room. “Walking over,” he says, confirming Louis’ worst fears.

“Maybe he’ll just pass by without stopping,” Louis says, glancing at the tables next to them as if hoping to find some other group of friends Harry had in high school that he could possibly want to talk to.

Eyebrow arched and lips pursed, Zayn has the nerve to look amused. “He’s looking directly at us.”

“Cause a diversion,” Louis rushes through his teeth, panic clawing up his throat. He can’t look Harry in the face again. Not yet, maybe not ever.

Zayn rolls his eyes and grabs his hand, interlocking their fingers. “It’s now or never, dear.”

- Louis returns to his hometown for the first time in ten years for his high school reunion and is faced with memories he’s long since tried to forget.

MPREG

♥ waiting on you by beckywritesthings @beckydoesthings | 21k | M

“Do you want to touch?” Harry asks, taking one of his hands off to tangle with Louis’. His open invitation finally drags Louis’ attention away from his baby and up to his face, blue eyes wobbly with emotions. It’s clear that he’s too taken to really form words, so Harry takes the initiative to press their laced hands against his shirt fabric, warmth from the skin radiating through.

Louis pushes his shirt up to his chest, taking Harry’s hand and pressing it to hold the fabric in place. His hands return to warm skin, palms even more scalding now that there’s nothing in between them. And then, as if that wasn’t enough for Harry’s heart to handle, Louis leans in, pressing his lips right above his belly button.

“Hi, baby,” he says, lips moving across his skin softly. “I’m your… I’m Louis.”

Or Harry is pregnant with a stranger’s baby and Louis doesn’t know. It’s a minor detail that Harry’s both living with Louis and in love with him. No big deal.

♥ you fit me better than my favourite sweater by brightbluelou | 13k | NR

Harry didn't mean to fall in love with his best friend, and he definitely didn't mean to get pregnant. Despite that, it’s probably still the best thing that’s ever happened to him. And after that, well. It just kept getting better.

or; the one where Harry and Louis are friends-with-benefits and Harry unexpectedly gets pregnant. Harry never wants to stop getting pregnant after that, but Louis thinks seven kids is probably enough.

AUS

♥ our matchmaker: the fucking universe by peachloulou | 8k | E |

On your eighteenth birthday, you end up with your soulmates' name tattooed on your body. The universe works in a fairly simple way, so Louis knows Harry is his soulmate. He's got Harry's name tattooed on his ass cheek like a tramp stamp, and Harry's got the name Lou written on the inside of his wrist. Except Harry doesn't know what Louis' soulmates name is because Louis is a romantic fool, and, ever since Harry woke up with the name Lou two years after Louis, he's been a quest to find his own soulmate. Meeting after meeting.

But maybe Louis' wrong, and he and Harry are nothing more than best friends.

Or the one where the universe is annoyingly fucking complicated.

♥ Love Isn't Always on Time by softfonds @softfonds | 45k | E

Falling in love with your best friend sounds like a good idea, until he comes back from a work trip engaged to another man. A Made of Honor AU.

♥ You Might Want to Marry My Husband by Rearviewdreamer | 37k | M

When Harry’s husband dies, he asks one thing of him; to find love and happiness again without him. It’s a request that Harry is happy to disregard, until he meets the one person who is impossible to ignore.

♥ Work of Magic by Bekita @justalarryblog | 34k | NR

"C’mon Liam, are you really going to use this against me now? You know the kind of humans his kind is! You know very well why we hunt them!" Louis said, done with the conversation and walking down the hall.

"No! We hunt people who don’t care about others, and neither Harry nor anyone in his family is like that!” Liam exasperated, following behind. “Louis, it's been two weeks, don’t you wanna know how Harry is? Has this hatred taken over so fast?" Liam inquired, knowing the hit a nerve.

"You know what, Liam? I'm not going to have this conversation with you." Louis said decisively, turning his back to his friend ready to go to his class.

But life is never fair, is it? When he turned around he was face to face with Harry in the middle of the hallway. The two stared at each other. Do I hate him? Louis wondered as he watched Harry's eyes fill with tears and seem to be begging for something. He preferred to ignore the pang in his chest and the urge to comfort the boy in front of him. He lowered his head and continued on his way.

Or the one that Louis is a WitchHunter and Harry is a Witch and they keep it as a secret, but they fall in love.

♥ practice in pencil, seal it in pen by loubellies @loubellies | 16k | E

AU where drunk Harry lifts Louis up after someone says “bottoms up”. Louis blushes at Harry’s antics, flustered that his best friend knew him more than he thought. Friends to lovers with a happy ending pleaseor Harry is in love with Louis but he doesn't know.

♥ plant new seeds by glitterhaz @cloudslou | 44k | TUA

Harry nods, not trusting his words. Slowly, he crawls under the covers of his bed, all too aware that Louis is doing the same, so close to him. Initially, he faces his desk, not looking at Louis, but after a few minutes he gets uncomfortable and turns over. Now, he’s only a foot from Louis’ face, and Louis has turned around too.

He doesn’t think Louis is asleep already, and it's confirmed when Louis’ eyes blink open sleepily. Harry looks at Louis, and Louis looks at him. Really looks.

“Can you see me?” Louis whispers.

Harry doesn’t understand the question, not really, but nods anyway. “Yeah, I see you,”

**Louis works at a lonely community garden, Harry is the upstanding fraternity man who makes it all feels a little less lonely. Over the course of a semester, that is.

♥ Skin New, Hands True, My Hands All Over You by PearlyDewdrops | 44k | E

Harry designs wedding cakes, so of course meeting blissfully happy couples every day is part of his job description. Unfortunately, it's caused Harry to perpetually hope each new day is the one he'll find love, too. That is, until Harry realises everything he's ever wanted is right under his nose in the shape of his best friend, Louis.

But predictably, Harry only comes to this epiphany when Louis starts seeing someone else. And this is not a John Hughes movie as far as Harry is aware. Everyone else is pretty sure, though.

Featuring a heavy dose of pining, copious amounts of alcohol, drunk dialing that results in a situation reminiscent of Rachel Green's, a ginger cat that likes to interrupt intimate moments, and a Halloween party that changes everything.

♥ if it kills me by you_explode | 110k | M

Harry and Louis have worked together in a difficult office environment for six years. They're best friends; Louis is the bright spot of all of Harry's days. But Louis is in love with Harry, and Harry's engaged to someone else. And that's only the beginning.

The Office AU. More or less follows the first five seasons. A lot of pining and misunderstanding the depth of feelings and rejection and angst, until there isn’t.

♥ In This Light by exhilarated | 99k | E

Harry is a wardrobe stylist who likes to live in the moment, and Louis is a popstar who looks dreamy in double breasted jackets. Harry never stood a chance.

♥ smell the sea, feel the sky by lightswoodmagic @lightwoodsmagic | 16k | E

They’d been planning this beach trip for months, stressing around work schedules and engagement parties, trying to find the perfect place to stay in and a time where there wouldn’t be families everywhere but the weather still perfect. Louis had spent what felt like hours researching and planning, dinners with Zayn and his boyfriend at their house that just ended in looking at places and sending them to Niall. He’d been looking forward to it for weeks, getting away from his job and his bullshit neighbours and the noise of the city.

It seemed ridiculous, really, that in all that time, Zayn hadn’t mentioned once that Harry was coming.

Or, Louis doesn't know how he's going to spend a week with the one person he wants and can't have. Harry proves him wrong.

♥ This Shifting Ground by zarah5 | 28k | M

University AU. In which Louis, law student, is the cheeky waiter to Harry’s dates. This is how it starts.

♥ No One Like You by myownspark | 19k | M

Dear Niall,I was glad to have the chance to talk with you again at the AHA conference. Your idea that the Musee D’Orsay Tomlinson painting is in fact not a self-portrait is an intriguing one, and I may have discovered something that will have a bearing on that theory.

Some background: as you may remember, I’ve been researching for a book I’m writing about Harry Styles. I’ve been in communication with Styles’ last living descendant, who is in possession of a trunk that her family believed to have belonged to Styles himself. It held some personal items she presumes to be his, including two unmounted paintings and a small collection of letters.

Upon spending the last few days in Provins studying these items, I believe there to be a connection between Tomlinson and Styles, and I would very much like your opinion.

Are you up for a trip to France?

Sincerely, Liam Payne

Where Liam and Niall are art historians discovering the truth about two nineteenth century painters on opposite sides of an artistic divide.

♥ across city skyline (and straight through my heart) by Halos_Boat @halohamilton | 76k | M

Louis Tomlinson meets Hollywood Heartthrob, Harry Styles when he walks into Louis' little bakery one day.

Immediately, Louis is charmed by him and Louis thinks Harry might feel the same way, given the fact that Harry has visited the bakery everyday since he'd come to town.

Until one day, Harry walks in with a boyfriend under his arm and a smile on his face.

The one where Louis owns a small bakery that's well known in his town and Harry Styles is an actor who comes to town to film a new movie. Louis is endeared by him, but that doesn’t seem to matter since Harry Styles is already taken.

♥ Tired Tired Sea by MediaWhore | 113k | M

As a B&B owner on the most remote of all the British Isles, Louis Tomlinson is used to spending the coldest half of the year in complete isolation, with his dog and the sea as sole companions. Until, one day, a mysterious stranger on a quest to rebuild himself rents a room for the winter.

♥ Here In The Afterglow by fondleeds | 88k | NR

“If you hadn’t noticed, I don’t have many friends,” Louis whispers, the blossom of insecurity in his stomach unfurling and clawing its way into his throat.

Harry is silent for a long time, and then he speaks; a soft, slow uncurl that makes Louis’ stomach shake. “I’ll be your friend.”

- 1970’s AU. In a tiny town in Idaho, Louis’ life is changed forever by the arrival of a curious stranger.

♥ Nicotine by KrisStylinson | 42k | E

"We're two different types of people, Liam. He likes sex and drugs, I like theater and tea. Trust me, we'd never date." Except they would, they do, and neither of them plans on letting go anytime soon.

"Just because you can get me hard doesn't mean I like you," Louis whispered. The fact was, he didn't like Harry right now, not at all. Not even a bit.

"Yeah, yeah," Harry murmured, his breath fanning over Louis' cock as he spoke. "You done telling me how much you hate me so I can suck you off?"

♥ California Sold by isthatyoularry | 123k | M

Notoriously closeted boyband member Harry Styles is famous on a global scale, meanwhile Louis, as his best friend, is back home in Manchester, living the typical life of a 24 year old. When Harry needs Louis with him in LA, a publicity stunt gone wrong changes their friendship forever.

A fake-relationship AU between two lifelong best friends.

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if you feel like you need more, don’t hesitate to ask me :)

#friends to lovers #trackinghome #tracksintheam #1dsource #hljournal #hlsource #my fic rec #larry fic rec #themed fic rec #long post #this a REAL LONG POST #sorry but yk...#fics can't wait heheh #when I was looking for fics through what I have read I noticed this is one of those tropes I barely read #but I’m always willing to read :)#hope it helps:D #ask #louisloverera

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haikyuuishete · 5 years ago

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Black Jackals has a crush on you|| Headcanon special

Author note: I would like to say thank you to everyone because I have my first 100 followers and I’m very happy that people like my writing (つ﹏⊂) so I introduce you the time skip haikyuu

MAYJOR spoiler to the people who hasn’t read the manga but if those who want to read the manga for free please let me know and I’ll send the link where to read it! Because haikyuu has been postponed because of the virus and most people are egar to watch it so maybe reading the manga might help!

Sooooo thank you to everyone!

You were their manager that worked for them, you brought them food, updated their schedules and even made sure they were in good health and even made sure they were always healthy and have a strong mental state

At first everyone liked you as a friend, Sakusa was distant but treated you like you were apart of the team

It took a while for them to have feelings for you

Shugo came into practice really late because he overslept and apologized to everyone, he didn’t eat at all and didn’t even eat breakfast

You immediately noticed because you heard his stomach grumbling

You had spare time on your hands, you rushed to the nearest store to get him some food

After everyone left to the lockers you stopped him, “you should eat Shugo or you’ll get sick” you were quite small in front of him, ruffling your hair “thank you y/n come I’ll share” “oh you don’t have to-“ “it’s fine come” pulling you to the corner of the gym you two joked around while eating, that sparked something between you well at least to him

Adriah had a hard time pronouncing some words which was understandable, you were there to help because the rest of the team kept teasing him non stop

“Leave poor Adriah alone” you warned the rest then began to tease “what are you gonna do shorty pants?” Atsumu teases, “oh I’ll show you!” You grab a metal spoon “come here Atsumu” you started to chase him with a spoon while he started to laugh like a maniac

After practice Adriah walks up to you, “can you help me practice a bit more and help me with pronouncing?” He asked you, of course you helped him out.

He came by to your apartment and helped him a bit which took a long time but you never minded and even made him dinner

He enjoyed your company quite a lot, he felt kinda connected to you, every night he would come over to have dinner with you

Shion was very calm and collected one, nothing really bothered him unless it was Bokuto’s and Atsumu’s pranks on him, but this is a different case, a interviewer bothered him with his question “why couldn’t you get the ball it was in front of you? That’s not very professional” bothered him the whole day and the team couldn’t cheer him up, he didn’t want to talk to anyone

You got worried, you sat next to him “you know Shion that interviewer is well known to embarrass and even ridicule athletes” you pointed out, “to me the ball was too fast to catch and I know you were analyzing it” passing him a bottle of water, “Don’t let that guy get into your head okay Shion to me you’re an amazing libero” He softens a bit, “Thank you” he rested his head on your shoulder smiling to himself

Bokuto was a piece of work and can get too excited at times but he’s so kind, whenever Atsumu tossed to him it always turned to him over working himself trying to hit the ball full force reddening his hand to deep red and he even worked out only lead his hand to hurt whenever he touched something

You always brought ice packs, “you should be careful!” You scolded him softly holding his hand on your lap as you rest the ice pack on his palm, “I’ll be careful I promise” he whispers pouting a bit not sure if you’re mad at him, at times he can get you super worried, one time Sakusa spiked the ball at his face causing his nose to bleed

“Stay still Kou!” You push his head up trying to stop the bleeding but Bokuto wanted to go back to practice, “you can’t play like this, stop moving!” You playfully hit his shoulder “owww y/n why would you hit meeee!” He’d tease causing you to laugh out loud, he didn’t know why but hearing you laugh always made his day better “your smile is pretty” “thanks Kou” you smile

Atsumu is a pain in the ass, he literally teases and even bicker with you over the littlest things, “SO YOURE TELLING ME THAT MY BROTHER IS WAY HOTTER THAN I AM?!” “Tsumu you two are TWINS you guys look the same!” “ANJEDBBE”

He would always flirt with you non stop which you always brushed it off knowing he’s teasing you

In reality he likes the little reactions he gets from you it’s adorable, he thinks about you all the time, he always had a crush on you

Sakusa got on his nerves once and Atsumu flipped him off and walked off like a pro, which shocked everyone because usually he would say something back

You of course follow him, “Atsumu!” You gently called him over to you, “Sakusa is a meanie” Atsumu laughs at your cuteness, “I know” he pulls you in a hug

He didn’t know how but his anger was all gone just with a single hug form you

“Let’s go eat” “yes!”

Sakusa wasn’t any trouble to handle, whenever you hand him a towel he always smells it , you use his detergent because he’s very strict about it

Every place he goes to, you make sure it’s spotless and sometimes chip in to help clean knowing him he would complain

You always have extra masks for him, extra cleaning wipes

He notices your efforts which he appreciates a lot, sometimes he brings some food for you

“Omi you don’t have to do that” you smiled taking the bag out of his hand, “no you deserve it, you really make an effort for me so thank you”

It brought you two together, he really cares for you and always worry about you at all time, you just make him happy in way he can’t explain

So stand next to him and he will be a content omi

The youngest out of the team Hinata Shoyo, he’s a ball of sunshine and you love being next to him

But unfortunately he doesn’t do good with alcohol at all

The team was celebrating for winning a match everyone was drinking unfortunately Sakusa went home early cause he thinks it’s gross (but you weren’t gross to him)

Hinata was so drunk very drunk and you helped him walk home, Shugo wanted to help because it wasn’t safe for a drunk man to walk with beautiful woman (Shugo hated that you took him home)

Coach stopped him saying he has to take Bokuto and Atsumu home which made him sigh

Bokuto and Atsumu are very dangerous than Hinata

You got to Hinata’s apartment, he was all hazy “y/n I need to change I feel dirty!” “Hinata Wait don’t pass out!” You help him change by closing your eyes

You literally babied him the whole time, he didn’t want to be alone, he didn’t look drunk because he’s talking causally to you

He told you about his high school days which made you stay a little longer because it was interesting

Hinata head was on your lap as he happily told you while you just brush your fingers through his soft locks

After that you had to go home and left him under blanket

The next morning you weren’t next him which made him sad but he was happy that you stayed next to him until he fell asleep

Then jealousy was oozing from each teammate, someone is flirting you

Atsumu and Bokuto shooed them off by one word “bye” with the scariest death glare but turned to you with puppy eyes “y/n let’s go eat!” They would push you to the nearest restaurant

Shugo is literally all over you, he teases you about your height but still a total sweetheart, he makes sure to help you carry heavy stuff, always grumbles at Adriah for helping you first

Since they are the oldest they always have this rivalry but not bad one a playfully one

“Y/n I can help you with that!” They said at the same time “oh too late I got it” Shion grabs the box out your hands walking out with you leaving a glaring older ones behind

Sakusa hated when Bokuto picked you up whenever he was happy it was even worse when Atsumu is just touching your hair

He won’t talk to you the whole day but it won’t last long

Adriah and you always have dinner together and even study (he’s getting better) he loves staring at you as you talked to him, he just adores it

Everyone hates when you baby Hinata, “Hina are you hurt??” “Yes” he pouts like everyone now knows Hinata is very dangerous with his cuteness and bubbly nature

“HINATA BOKE!” Atsumu explodes when he sees him hug you

Shinon stayed the night with you (no not that!) he slept over at your place

You two watched movies together and laid his head on your lap (he did that intentionally) you didn’t mind at all

You two laughed and enjoyed each other’s company as you played with his hair

Atsumu kidnapped you to have quality time with you which didn’t even work because his twin brother tagged along “I will choke you” glaring at his brother “what did you say?” “Nothing y/n!”

Shugo brought you to meet his parents “uhh finally Shugo brought a girl home! She’s quite beautiful!” His mom was all over you

You felt bad so you didn’t say anything to her, Shugo appreciated it but secretly wants you to be his girlfriend oop

Bokuto always makes you set for him while he practices solo which you didn’t really mind and always help and always made sure to bring ice packs for his hand

“Bokuto that’s enough let’s go home”

He liked the way you said that, “okay let’s go!” He drops the ball and grabs your hand dragging you out which made you burst out in laughter

To him your hand fits perfectly in his hand

Sakusa asked you if you wanted to go out to a museum with him which you gladly accepted god it was the best day ever

Museums never had crowds it was perfect, the way you were excited made him excited too, he was hesitant of holding your hand but manned up and did

At first you were surprised but he didn’t even look bothered even though he was panicking in the inside

You two had a pleasant day with each other, a day he will never forget

Atsumu and Sakusa would still bicker but once you come into the room they fight over who will talk to you first “excuse me boys!” Hinata bounces over to you “hey y/n want to go to Miyagi with me to visit?” He asks, you didn’t have the heart to tell him no so you accepted

Atsumu and Sakusa is heard to be grumbling to this day

You and Hinata had the best vacation together, a lot of people mistakenly you as his girlfriend, his little sister didn’t let you go at all and made Hinata jealous of her

Everyone got drunk one night at the hotel and Bokuto was sleeping in your bed, Shugo didn’t want you to stay in that hotel room (Bokuto is dangerous)

You stayed in Shugo’s room instead,he’s a gentleman and slept on the floor, but when you had a nightmare he was the one that calmed you down from it and hugged you all night......

They loved how you cheered for them during games which made them invincible

You would always cooked food for them after a tiring game and Sakusa would never miss it like ever; your food is heaven

It was Christmas and Adriah couldn’t go home because all the planes were booked which meant he was alone for this Christmas, which sadden you a lot “Adriah come celebrate with me!” You smile, he literally combusts and spends Christmas with you and sent it to the team group chat

Everyone sent the middle finger emoji while Adriah was having a blast

Atsumu helped you bake a cake for Shion’s birthday, it was a whole mess it was you sitting on the counter eating the left over icing as he jokes around, he was covered with flour so were you “you look dumb” “you look dumber” you stuck your tongue which made him roll his eyes but in the end of the day it was worth helping

You were sad because of a movie Bokuto was next to you, “don’t be sad y/n it’s just a movie” he pulls you into his chest, “but it’s sad!” “I know” he smile at your childish antics, holding you in his arms felt so right

Their feelings started to run deeper like they couldn’t function without you at their sides

Sakusa woke up because of a dirty dream featured you

He literally jumped out of bed and took a cold shower for 2 hours

During the long rides on the bus you would sit next to Shion and accidentally fell asleep on him which he didn’t mind

The guys glared at him but he ignored them and fell asleep too

Since you were so attractive that they had to have their guards up because every guy you pass will come flirt with you

Hinata got you out of a sticky situation from a guy that was on the opposite team

All them have feelings for you but they won’t confess as long they are sure you have the same feelings for them

And for the team they have a strong bond that won’t break them apart even if losing you was the cost then so be it as long you are happy

#haikyuu scenarios #haikyuu headcanons #haikyuu imagines #haikyuu!!#msby black jackal #msby bj #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu sakusa #haikyuu atsumu #hq atsumu #hinata shoyuo #koutarou bokuto

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peach-pops · 4 years ago

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Roommate HC

Request: hi i love ur account! do u think u could write a HC with kuroo, oikawa, and bokuto on how they would be as roommates! thank you!

Author’s Note: This request had me dying thank u so much! I made this to be platonic but if u guys want a part 2 to make them like each other/you want to see other roommate hc with other characters, let me know!

Warning: mentions of sex, adult language, reader thirsting over iwaizumi cause same

Pairing: Kuroo || Oikawa || Bokuto

Part two

-Kuroo-

You can only be roommates if you’re hella close with Kuroo because if you’re living in a closed space together, shit is bound to happen. He’s basically you’re best friend so nothing is off-limits.

Exhibit A: Shower rants

“ And I told her to mind her own damn business before I kicked her ass!” You said loudly as you sat on the counter of the sink while Kuroo was showering

“ You liar I know you didn’t say all that. Also, can you hand me my toothbrush?”

“ Mm, okay, I didn’t say it but I was thinking it!” You grabbed Kuroo’s toothbrush and opened the curtain to hand it to him,” it’s the thought that counts but then she told me that I was being a bitch! In front of the whole class!”

Kuroo opened the shower curtain to poke his head out,” She called you a bitch in front of the class? What a fucking bitch.”

I feel like Kuroo sleeps in a bit and waits until the last second to wake up so you’re basically his alarm clock

Your favorite way to wake him up is to just bash his head with a pillow until he grabs it from you and hits you back with it ten times harder

“ I think you gave me a concussion.”

“ I- It’s a pillow, you big baby.”

Getting ready in the morning is always pretty chill since Kuroo practically rolls out of the bed, looks at his hair, and decides yep, this is stylish

If he has extra time in the morning, he’ll sit on your bed and watch you do your makeup/hair as you tell him your schedule for the day just cause he can

Can we please remember that Kuroo is a big nerd so that means a lot of all-nighters at the dinner table. If you know he has a big test coming up, you order takeout from his favorite restaurant and you have to physically sit across from him so he actually takes a break to eat dinner

Sometimes he falls asleep at the table while studying so you always grab his phone to set a 15-minute alarm because while he needs to sleep, he also needs the time to study too

On chill days, Kenma usually comes over and the two play video games until the middle of the night. While they’re always super loud, that’s a lie it’s just Kuroo, but whenever they get too loud you come out of your room and you just glare Kuroo down

“ What’s wrong with your face?”

“ My face? This face will be the last thing you ever see if you don’t shut the fuck up. Kenma sweetie, ✨you’re doing great✨!”

OH okay this is just a bonus

so your upstairs neighbors are like bunnies if ya know what I mean. Like they go at it 25/8 and you and Kuroo can’t stand it because how are yall supposed to concentrate

One night while you and Kuroo are watching a movie, you can literally hear your neighbors having crazy-ass sex and Kuroo gets so petty. He grabs a broom from the kitchen and starts hitting it against the ceiling like

‘ Shut! The! Hell! Up!”

“ STOP! What if they get mad?”

“ Who cares? I haven’t had sex in months. If I can’t get laid than no one can get laid!”

“ I don’t even want to think about you and *gags* sex in the same sentence.”

So all in all, Kuroo is probably the easiest roommate to have and you two just work so well together

-Oikawa-

Oikawa isn’t as bad as a roommate as people might think. He’s surprisingly clean and not only does he clean up after himself but he always cleans up after you. He will sass you on how messy you are though

“ Y/N-Chan, I can’t even see the floor to your bedroom, you’re disgusting! I can’t even look at you the same way!”

“ If it’s bothering you then get the hell out of my room!”

“ Your room is a biohazard, how can you live like this?”

“ I SAID GET OUT SHITTYKAWA!”

There’s only one bathroom in your apartment so it’s always a battle to get ready in the morning. His side of the sink has way more stuff than you and you even try out some of his products if they happen to find their way to your side

You can’t even hide it from Oikawa because once you leave the restroom, he notices right away

“ Are you wearing that SPF moisturizer I bought from that new skincare store the other day?”

“ Wha- how did you know?”

“ I can smell it you rat, stop using my skincare products!”

He says that but the next day when you wake up to use the restroom, you see that he bought you your own moisturizer and there’s a sticky note on it ‘ because you desperately need some’

Oikawa also always manages to lose his glasses in the morning so when he’s late, he always wakes you up to help him find his glasses which are somewhere around the apartment

“ Bitch, how hard is it to keep it next to your nightstand before you go to bed?”

“ I forget” 🥺👉🏼👈🏼Oikawa pouts as he squints back at you cause he’s a blind bitch

If Oikawa is your roommate, that definitely means Iwaizumi, Matsukawa, and Hanamaki are always over. One time in the middle of the night, you went to go get a glass of water and you screamed so loud when you saw a dark figure sleeping on your couch

Your heart literally dropped to the floor but when you squinted your eyes, you could make out that it was Hanamaki just crashing on your couch

Thank god, you actually thought there was a stranger-

What you didn’t know was that Matsukawa was sleeping on the floor of the living room and you tripped over his huge, built ass body

“ Y/N? Is that you? Are you okay?”

“ I’m fine-”

“ Ow! Y/N, that’s my hand!”

“ Shit! Sorry- wait, Hajime? Is that you? What the hell-Who else is sleeping here?”

“ Meeeee!”

“Toru?!?! What are you doing out here?” You asked as you turned on the lights to find all four boys camped out in the living room. TF is this? Summercamp???

“ Duh, it’s a sleepover! Wanna join? You can lay next to me Y/N-Chan!”

“ Fuck no you weirdo. Except for you Hajime😚 my room is always open for you!” 🤩🥰🤪🤰🏻

Oh speaking of frick fracking, you and Oikawa have a solid rule that if you’re planning on having sex, please let the other roommate know so there’s not a repeat of that one incident you’re not allowed to speak of

Toru: Can you be out of the house from 8:30-9:30? I’m bringing someone over👉🏼👌🏼

Y/N: You bastard I was going to bring someone over!

Toru: Oh yeah? Who u trying to fuck?👀👀👀

Y/N: Hajime 🤤🤤🤤🤤

Toru: STOP THIRSTING AFTER MY FRIENDS

Y/N: BUT IT’S TRUE LOVE!

Besides all of that mess, Oikawa is such a fun roommate. If yall could live together forever, you definitely would because the banter never stops between the two of you, yall are like an old married couple uwu

-Bokuto-

JESUS you two take a while to mesh

You two are best friends so when he suggested to move in together, you were all for it

But it just took some getting used to

Bokuto wakes up sooooo early to go run and this means blasting music in the shower at 5am & him blending the shit out a smoothie in the kitchen

One time, this dude barged into your room around 5:20 in the morning and had THE AUDACITY to ask if you wanted to go run with him

“ I feel bad leaving you here in the apartment alone, what if you miss me?”

“ If you ever wake me up this early to go run out of all things, I will shave your head do not test me owl.”

He never asks you again don’t worry but he does walk in your room to whisper, rather loudly, that he’s leaving to go run just to give you a heads up

On some mornings when he knows you’re going to have a long day at school, he’ll make you breakfast and it’s actually super sweet cause you two will eat together in the kitchen and talk about what the plan for the day is

If he’s ever too lazy to make breakfast, he’ll grab your favorite pastries during his run and bring it home cause he’s just that type of person

Bokuto is a bit messy and you find yourself cleaning up after him a lot but he makes up for it by being an absolute sweetheart

He assembled all the furniture in the apartment because he likes building stuff and he claims it’s manly. Don’t Mind my language but ✨U couldn’t give a shit ✨about building furniture so you were 100% okay with it

Akaashi came over to help put the couch together and that was arguably the most entertaining thing you had ever seen

“ Bokuto-San, I’m pretty sure these pieces don’t fit.”

“ Akaashi! Are you doubting my ability to read and follow instructions?!?!”

“ I think he’s right, those don’t fit at all.”

*cue emo bokuto ughhhhhhh this bitch*

Whenever Bokuto gets emo at home, you drop everything to help him get out of his funk. Not because what you’re doing isn’t important but if you don’t help, this dude will show up next to your bed full on close to crying

“ Ko, it’s two in the morning, why are you awake?”

“ Are you angry at me that I broke that plate earlier?”

“ Wha- no I’m not mad over a cheap plate. Just go to bed PLEASE!”

No matter how busy yalls schedule gets, you two always make time to have a movie night at least once a week because he claims it’s good for roommate moral

It’s just an excuse for him to snack through the pantry but whatever

He’s also the worst at grocery shopping. Like he notices all the snacks and desserts you like so he’ll buy so much of those things but will fail to get actual protein and vegetables

I know it seems like I’m shitting on Bokuto and I’m not, I feel like Bokuto would also be such a fun roommate. There are some nights where you two will dance around together in your pajamas and camp out on the couch together and those are the moments where you’re thankful he’s your roommate

But he snores so loud I’M SORRY I HAD TO SAY IT

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imagine-all-the-imagines · 3 years ago

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1. Sam Wilson x Reader - Song prompt “Sunflower - Post Malone" for softbiker’s “25 Things” Writing Challenge. Due August 1, 2020.

Warnings: Rough training session, repressed emotions.

I am sooooo sorry I'm almost a year late for this writing challenge.

You woke up to darkness and an empty bed. There was a rustling sound and you rolled to see what was happening. There in the shadows you saw the figure of a man quietly putting on their clothes.

“Sam? You’re going?” You asked quietly and he gave a jump.

“Hey, I wasn’t trying to wake you up, but Steve just sent me the info for an urgent mission.” Sam explained as he finished getting dressed.

You stuck your lip out in a pout, “But it’s late, do you have to leave right now?”

Sam gave a small nod, looking at you softly, “I know I always come and go, but it’s out of my control. You know we can’t schedule when missions come in.”

You nodded back at him, “I know, but I was having a really nice dream,” you laughed, “Just tell Steve I expect to be reimbursed for loss of cuddles.”

Sam leaned over and kissed your forehead, “I’ll be sure to tell him that. Go back to sleep, Sunflower. I’ll be home before you know it.”

You let out a soft hum and looked up at Sam, “You better be. How long are you going to be gone?”

Sam looked at his phone again for a moment, “Looks like it should be a quick one, if everything goes well, two days tops.”

You nodded at the information, “Good. I’ll see you in two days. Don’t be late.”

You pulled Sam down to kiss him again, and he gave a low groan, “Every time I’m leaving on you, you don’t make it easy.”

You gave a giggle and pushed Sam back up, “Go, don’t make Steve mad at me.”

Same gave you another quick kiss and picked up his go bag before heading out the door.

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While Sam was gone, you did your best to stay occupied. Going to the gym for training was the best option. You were able to get your frustration out and you were able to keep yourself in fighting condition.

That’s where life found you four days later, sparring with Wanda, and getting absolutely wrecked. Every move you made; she was countering. And you were taking quite the beating, red tendrils of power shooting out and blasting you back. Luckily, the walls were padded, but it still hurt.

You were already frustrated about the mission going longer than expected. Everyday that Sam was gone was a day that you worried about him. And now you were getting thrown around by Wanda, and she was taunting you about it. She knew your mind was preoccupied and she was taking advantage of it.

You finally got your opportunity to strike, and you lunged at Wanda, dagger drawn. She was able to get a shield up on time, but you kept going at her, striking again and again, letting out all that frustration. You didn’t realize how much frustration you had been holding on to until Wanda yielded, and you fell to the ground, overcome with emotions.

You felt comforting arms wrap around you and heard a soft voice, “Don’t worry Wanda, I’m keeping her in check.”

Wanda replied out of breath, “She was all bad-bad, especially after your mission got extended.”

You felt a hand brush through your hair, and you looked up into the comforting eyes of Sam. Sighing, you let your self lean into him before you looked between Wanda and Sam.

“Alright, I’m calling it quits now, Baby, I’m a wreck,” you said as you squeezed Sam’s hand.

Sam nodded at laughed lightly, “You can crash at my place, Baby you’re a wreck.”

You lightly hit his hand, “Hey! Only I’m allowed to say that!”

Sam laughed again and picked you up. Carrying you off to his room.

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You and Sam were able to spend the rest of your day together, lounging in his room.

The peace and tranquility was interrupted when your phone went off and you saw the notification from Steve.

Groaning, you opened the mission details, “Baby, I got to go. Mission time.”

Sam helped you off his bed and started getting his stuff together, “I’ll come with you, in case you need backup.”

You smiled at him, “It’s ok, Love, it doesn’t look like it’ll be too hard. And you just got back from a mission, you need to rest up. Plus, Bucky is coming with me. I’ll be ok.”

Sam grimaced when you mentioned Bucky, they still had a bit of a tense relationship. He watched you while you gathered up your go bag and extra supplies. “Be safe, don’t let Bucky use his old man ruse to get you on his side.”

You laughed, “Babe, that won’t happen, you know I only have eyes for you.”

You leaned down to give Sam a kiss before turning to head out the door.

“Wait! You forgot something!” Sam yelled after you.

You paused and turned around, “Every time I’m walking out, I can hear you telling me to turn around. What did I forget this time?”

Sam gave you a coy smile, “You forgot to give me a kiss, the most important thing!”

You rolled your eyes and went over to Sam, leaning over and giving him a deep kiss, “Make sure you miss me.”

Sam grabbed your wrist lightly, “Already do. Now go kick some ass.”

You gave him a nod and hefted the bag back over your shoulder. As you walked out the door, you felt the nerves creep up in you. Missions always got the better of you at first, but as soon as you got on the jet, the nerves melted away, but something about this one was keeping you on your toes.

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You had been in the field for 10 days at this point. The good news was that you had a roof over your head, the bad news was that you were supposed to be home a week ago.

Today, you were chasing a Hydra agent through the dense forests of some European country. You were pushing yourself to the limits trying to catch up to this agent. You were so focused on the person ahead of you that you didn’t notice the tree root sticking out of the ground, but your foot made sure to find it.

You felt yourself tumble to the ground and roll forward a few feet. A strong hand grabbed your arms and yanked you back to your feet without missing a beat.

You looked up to see the harsh eyes of Bucky Barnes glaring at you. As if he couldn’t believe you let yourself trip. It lasted a few seconds then he was off again, following the Hydra Agent. You immediately followed and after chasing for a while, you were able to apprehend the agent and collect all the information that they had on them.

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You were back in the hotel, resting before packing everything up and heading home, when you heard Bucky enter the rooms with a huff. He was grumbling to himself as he packed, and you were not in the mood to deal with that at all.

“What the hell is your problem Winter Boy?” You asked, looking at him from your spot on the bed.

“Just can’t believe you fucking tripped in the field. Aren’t you supposed to be the graceful one out of the group?” He spit out at you, venom lacing his words.

“Well, actually, I think Nat is the graceful one.” You joked, trying to lighten the mood.

“Whatever Y/N, you’re just lucky I was there. You know, you’ll be left in the dust if you keep that up. You’re just lucky that I stuck by ya.” Bucky said, throwing his clothes into his bag.

You rolled your eyes, not letting yourself get sucked into this argument, “We got the job done, that’s what matters. I’ll train more when I get home.”

Bucky gave you a grunt of approval and finished his packing. When you were both packed, you called for the jet and met them at the pickup sight.

As soon as you were on board, you pulled out your sat phone and dialed Sam’s number. He picked up on the second ring.

“Babe? You ok?” He asked.

“I’m fine, just gone longer than I wanted to be, and the Century Man is getting on my nerves.” You explained, trying to ease his concern.

Sam gave a light laugh, “Wish I could be there for you Babe. But you can do it, you’re the Sunflower, if anyone can make it through, it’s you.”

You smiled, “Thank you, that’s all the hope I needed to get through, sometimes I think your love would be too much, and then you do things like this, and I know that could never be a thing.”

Bucky rolls his eyes across from you and holds out his hand, “If you’re done being gross, I’d like to talk to him, update him on what’s happening, you know, proper procedure.”

You stuck your tongue out at him quickly, “Babe, Bucky wants to talk to you. But don’t worry, I’ll see you soon.”

You handed the phone to Bucky and he gives the mission report before informing Sam of the ETA to the compound. You reach your hand out to get the phone back so you can say your goodbyes to Sam. Bucky looks at you and hits the end button on the phone before handing it back to you.

You glared at Bucky before taking the phone. The brief thought of hitting him crossed your mind, but you thought better, knowing that he would never let you live it down if you did.

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When you got back to the compound, you immediately went to debriefing and then straight to Sam’s room, flinging yourself onto the bed and curling into him. You both fell asleep quickly in each other’s arms.

This is where Nat found you when she came to invite you down for a family dinner. As she poked her head in, she couldn’t help but smile as she took in the sight.

Nat went back down to dinner and informed the group that you would not be joining and that if anyone went to interrupt the two of you. She personally would the one to, as she said, “Fuck you up.”

Needless to say, no one bothered you two for the rest of the night.

#softbiker #writing challenge #sam wilson #sam wilson x reader #sam wilson imagine #sam wilson imagines #avengers imagines #avengers imagine

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fizzingwizard · 4 years ago

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I could cry y’all. Episode 37 was SO GOOD. So good!! It truly felt like a Mimi episode, and it truly felt like Digimon Adventure, in multiple ways. It’s seriously fantastic!

I feel at once super duper relieved that this show is, really and truly, capable of this time of episode, and also super duper confused why, if it could do this, it hasn’t been doing it the whole time??

Anyway, we’ve now had four or five solid episodes in a row, so I’m letting myself feel hopeful again!

This episode is called “Mimi Wars,” but I feel it might be more aptly titled “Sailor Mimi”

In the name of employee rights, I will punish you!

More below!

Okay... so as I was watching this episode, I really got the feeling that they were parodying something again. Like last we had a Mimi episode - far far away in the distant past though it was - when they very obviously parodied Castle in the Sky. That’s twice now Mimi’s been compared with a girl with twin tails, Usagi’s pigtails and Sheeta’s braids xD

Although the poses Mimi uses aren’t exact replicas of Usagi’s, though, so maybe I’m wrong. I got the Usagi vibe from her personality even more, so maybe using the poses would have been considered copyright infringement and so they had to change them a little. Or, maybe Mimi is parodying someone else who also uses dramatic hand movements and talks a lot about justice in spite of being generally clueless...

See the resemblance? XD

But what I REALLY think is going on is, they’re spoofing the genre in general, while also taking it seriously. That’s important. It’s not just a joke here. This is the girl power episode, in a way, and in my opinion, it’s a better girl power episode than the fare I got used to growing up, which went more or less like this:

Guy: *does something with good intentions but inept*

Girl: Ugh! Men don’t respect women!

Guy: I’m sorry, what did I do wrong?

Girl: I won’t tell you because feminism! C’mon girlfriends, let’s assert our confidence as women by going on a girls night out shopping spree and making a bunch of random guys stare in awe at us for no clear reason!

Girls: Yes! This is third wave feminism!

... that was more or less the formula. It was... awkward. I’d like to blame on “those episodes were written by men who think all feminists are angry feminists,” but I think if I went and checked who the scriptwriters were, there’d be some women in there for sure.

What we got in THIS episode is something I’d actually want my daughter to see. First off you’ve got Mimi, who loves pink and pretty things and comes across as a real girly girl, not to mention a bit of a ditz. And the show’s straight up, “but just because you have flaws doesn’t mean you can’t grow into a great person. Also, being girly is not incompatible with being a boss.”

Mimi doesn’t need to be a man, nor does she need to be a hard ass, nor does she need to be especially kind and sweet to soften her orders. All she has to do, according to this episode, is care about her craft, care about quality, and care about worker conditions.

I mean... a show where the girl boss wasn’t a Russian spy in a former life?? A show where the girl boss isn’t a Stepford wife who got where she is by marrying rich and funding her perfume company that way? She’s... she’s Reese Witherspoon in Legally Blonde. She gets to be flawed and girly and fun-loving and bossy and ditzy all at the same time. She loves diamonds - but diamonds are no longer a “girl’s best friend.” Rather, Mimi herself is the diamond in the rough!

This actually makes her a really good set with Sora. Sora continues to be both a tomboy and very sisterly. Mimi’s very girly but very bossy. Between the two of them, they can conquer the world. Of course, I don’t know that the show would take it any farther than they already have, but I’m just happy to see this development for Mimi at all. We had it to a degree in 99 Adventure, and Kizuna took it a bit further by making her an entrepreneur. Reboot Mimi is a remix of that for the 21st century.

*deeeeeeeeeep breath*

so... back to our regularly scheduled programming!

As awesome as Mimi is, she’s not the only one who’s great in this episode. The others get to let their real personalities shine, at least. We needed this episode sooooo bad like 20 episodes ago... le sigh.

Anyway, we start off having mad camp, for some reason (why aren’t they just staying on Komondomon?? whatev)

Food! They’re going to get food! They’re splitting up and making a plan in order to get food!!! I still miss the “food desperation” of 99 Adventure but hey, at least they’re acknowledging that they need to eat.

Sora advises Hikari and Takeru not to go too far on their quest and Tailmon swears like a knight of the round table to protect Hikari with her life.

Taichi: Oookay... note to self: don’t piss off little sister’s hotheaded partner...

Taichi adds that they’re also counting on Patamon, who is just thrilled to go off and play with Takeru.

Tailmon: *BIG SIGH*

Lol I really love that they’re bringing back the old Patamon/Tailmon dynamic where she’s all grown up serious and he’s got the priorities of a toddler most of the time... It’s Black Widow and Hawkeye bahahahaha

We even get to see them COLLECT FOOD what did I do to deserve this they are COLLECTING FOOD IT’S NOT HAPPENING OFF SCREEN I REPEAT IT’S NOT HAPPENING OFF SCREEN

Taichi even has to warn Agumon not to eat the food becaues they’re supposed to be gathering it to share ;___; omg... we actually get on screen proof that Agumon is a glutton??

Then Taichi tries to “help” by shaking the tree and the tree falls and they -

BAHAHAHAHAHA

humor!!! Poking fun at Taichi even!! Over food!! Because he has a klutz for a partner!!! And because he himself was overzealous!! ;_; I could die of Cute.

Sora absolutely shocks me this episode too. I expected she’d just watch Taichi and Agumon drift away with their folly while sighing and shrugging her shoulders or something.

NOPE

She jumps DIRECTLY UP and into the water without a moment’s hesitation, like they’re going to die without her - I don’t even know what her plan is here, she seems to want Piyomon to evolve and pull them out, but why does that mean Sora has to be in the water too?

I think her sisterly instincts just freaked out on seeing Taichi looking wet and confused and clinging to a tree trunk so she just did the first thing she could think of which was “Get to him!!”

Piyomon then fails to evolve, reason unclear, I suppose she’s hungry... they never do eat though so I’m not sure why she can evolve later xD (probably they eat off screen)

But I mean I just love that we got this bit with Sora. I call it freaking out but she doesn’t seem freaked out - she stays calm and seems decisive and takes action - all good things. It’s just hard to understand her thought process xD But it’s all good info about Sora. (again stuff we needed more of AGES ago)

Now I had thought this was all just a funny bit that was separate to the main story, but this is how Taichi and Sora end up washed up in the rocky area Mimi is. This does mean Koushirou, Takeru, and Hikari aren’t much in the rest of the episode, sadly. Not sure why but the reboot does seem to struggle with writing episodes for the whole group.

Like last week, I’m somewhat miffed that, in the end, the main group finds the stragglers instead of the other way around. It’s even worse this time because at least last episode Koushirou told them where he was and they had a reason to go there. This time they have no idea Mimi’s gonna be there and it’s all a big coincidence. On the other hand... I do think Mimi was born under a lucky star, so that explains it. :P

Taichi and Sora suddenly find them selves trapped Gulliver’s Travels style and they’re both immediately like, “Hmm... something about this situation seems very familiar...”

Taichi and Sora: Oh that’s RIGHT we totally forgot that the pink cowgirl we hand out with is also TOTALLY BATSHIT

D’awww. Our future overlord is just so adorable, I don’t even mind when she flogs us in the street

TBH, up till now they’ve woefully underestimated just how batshit she is. And it’s wonderful.

So Mimi has happened upon some poor, disenfranchised Digimon who are being forced to work for an evil boss who collects the beautiful gems that grow in this area. Like in 99 Adventure, Mimi will have none of this sort of crap. Her reasons, though, have evolved with the times:

omg... she voted for Bernie Sanders!

This is how Harry and Ron reacted when Hermione said she was starting a house-elf welfare organization called SPEW.

Though I joke - like I said before, even though Taichi and Sora are rather mind-boggled by Mimi’s mood swings and fits of passion, and there’s definitely humor there, Mimi herself is not a joke here. We are shown strongly that, however in the clouds her head might be, her heart is not only in the place, it’s also already internalized the fact that people don’t always get treated well in the real world and it’s up to those with power to ensure that are protected.

I mean. At this point, I’m going, “Sorry but ISN’T MIMI THE REAL LEADER IN THIS SHOW?!?!”

Of course she does have another, less lofty motivation... she really likes pretty stones.

Buhahahaha.

Mimi’s names are as creative as they are incredible, just like her. Taichi and Sora have trouble keying in with Mimi due to how changeable she is, but they never talk badly about her or reject her. They never try to wrest leadership from her either! Taichi might think Mimi’s names for the stones are over the top, but sort of sidesteps it and just goes along with her plan.

Reason #14567876867867 why I love Yagami Taichi: when someone else is the leader, he can be a follower. And he’ll be the BEST follower. Keep reading to see why.

The story of how Mimi befriended the enslaved rock Digimon here is pretty much how Goku became besties with Vegeta.

Men communicate their hearts through their fists! Or swords, depending on the anime. ANOTHER AWESOME SUBVERSIVE MOMENT FOR MIMI - she’s now even got cliche shonen hero tropes assigned to her!

Taichi and Sora, like I said, don’t try to change Mimi’s mind - they’re actually touched by her strong feelings about workers’ rights and her desire to help her new friends -

Taichi: Wait... what?

Sora: Well, she’s still a ten year old girl.

The rock Digimon show their allegiance to Princess CEO Mimi. They don’t even mind having their names and identities stripped away and being reduced to numbers on an Excel spreadsheet...

Taichi: I hate Excel.

Sora: I do too, but I’m more impressed that she remembers the numbers she gave us back in episode 6.

Taichi: Impressed? More like filled with a sense of impending doom

Only Taichi seems to understand Mimi’s unique power bahahaha.

But back to what I said earlier, about Mimi being the real leader: I don’t know if the show’s gonna keep doing anything with this at all, but I really like that they didn’t NOT do this in order to ensure Taichi’s the only leader. (I mean, Yamato’s so far not made much of a bid for leadership so he’s been pretty uncontested thus far. He also hasn’t had to do all that much leading given how often the group is separated... but I digress)

I love the idea that Taichi can step back and let someone else take the reins when they’re best suited. Which Mimi is, due to her easy ability to make friends and gain trust. Mimi had this ability in 99 as well and it was used in the final battle to muster the troops, so to speak. It ought to have been a bigger deal but wasn’t since she missed most of the final battle :/ But I loved that “social, able to make friends” wasn’t some stupid “Girls talk too much” trait, it was actually something that was useful. This is a great place to take that with the reboot.

At the same time, while Mimi and Taichi both have similar leadership traits, there are places they diverge that potentially make them leaders for different situations. Taichi’s pretty cool and strategic even in emergencies. He was more of a hothead in 99, but Mimi’s always been quick to anger. (And quick to cool down.) As we’ll see in this episode, that’s sort of where Taichi’s true ability lies: he’s serious, determined, strategic, and reliable as well as brave. But this is Mimi’s episode, and Taichi isn’t going to get to be the hero anymore than he (almost) was last week with Koushirou. Because more than one character can have positive leadership traits! Hallelujah.

Quick nip over to Komondomon and the others - Koushirou’s group is going to try to find them, but Komondomon falls asleep. Oh noes. I wish someone (Koushirou) would ask, out loud, “Gee, what are these strange symbols that appear when we communicate via digivice? Do they mean something? How were they assigned?” I really thought we’d get a hint what with all the conveniently colorful gemstones this episode, but still nope.

My girl looking like a BAMF!

Mimi explains her plan to her servants employees. She is surprisingly artistic!

Sora plays the role of bait to create a diversion while Greymon digs a tunnel to get to where the gems are stored. Mimi congratulates herself on a job well done.

Taichi: A job well done? Who d’you think has been doing the work here?

Greymon: That would be me.

Taichi: Right, right I was going to say you >.>;

So we do see bits of Mimi’s self-centered side as well - she’s not perfect, but who is? Taichi just lives with it. Mwehehehe.

... will be fired! LMAO

No. 72 is Taichi, btw. Mimi gave up calling people by their names for Lent.

Taichi: Lent’s not for over a month.

Mimi: It’s never too early for religious sacrifice.

Taichi: And you’re not Catholic.

Mimi: I celebrate Mardi Gras.

Taichi: yOU JUST LIKE THE COSTUMES AND KING CAKE

He’s miffed and he.... just lives with it. Again. xD

It’s hilarious. And adorable. I love both that 1) Mimi is an awesome boss while being, in fact, rather bossy, and that 2) in spite of being a boss type himself, Taichi not only listens to Mimi, but he totally indulges her like he’s her older brother or something x’D He wouldn’t be out of line for saying “I have a name you know!” On the other hand, I guess he knows her well enough to understand that she doesn’t mean anything by it, and... there’s no stopping her when she gets like this :P

Feel the wrath of Tachikawa Mimi!!!

So Mimi’s plan has worked so far, and she’s got everyone listening to her despite her questionable business practices, and then she... suddenly rushes off in another direction.

Taichi: That’s it, I am through being her personal assistant if she’s just going to change the plan on a whim!

Taichi: ... I don’t want to see her get hurt or be sad though...

Greymon understands Taichi’s heart ;___; and enables him to go after Mimi. I don’t really get why it’s wise to split up given that Taichi can’t fight big rock Digimon without his partner... x’D So I’m going to chalk this up to, Greymon understands that Taichi is, at his core, the team Dad. He’s got to be allowed to worry and check up on the kids, even when it’s not so advisable. Awwwwwwwww.

Indeed, Taichi doesn’t get to be the hero this ep, but small moments like this give us waaaay more character development than always being the hero!

Fortunately Mimi does have her own partner and she’s not afraid of the enemy’s rock hard abs. :P

They make it into the storage center for all the gems. IT’S SO COLORFUL. Ten year old men is squeeing just like Mimi.

Come on!! She’s holding yellow/orange topaz and purple amethyst! It could be the material for Taichi or Takeru’s and Koushirou’s crests! (I always liked fire opal for Taichi though xD)

Taichi’s been promomted!! To chief pack animal x’D Just because it’s a cool name doesn’t mean that’s what the job is, Meems.

Taichi’s just like, “I think I’m too young for that position.” Bahahaha.

He’s going to be carrying her books to school before long.

Then something big and hard hits Taichi in the head!! He freaking starts to cry, it hurts so bad!!

Taichi: Owww! Omg I think I got a concussion from that! Help someone call an ambulance!

He was hit in the head by a diamond, which Mimi loves. So she goes off on a monologue about how much she likes diamonds. She never asks him if he’s okay x’D

Taichi: Don’t worry about me, I’m fine, not that you asked or anything.

Mimi: Please, everyone knows your head is already harder than diamonds.

Taichi: ...

The pile of gems looks like Fruity Pebbles. Mmmmm

It turns out the mastermind of this whole operation is Gogmamon, who is the bastard child of Gogmagog I assume :P He eats the gemstones as well as Gotsumon for power. He then produces the diamonds?? I didn’t quite understand if he was spitting out the diamonds because he didn’t like them, or he was creating them inside him when eating and then spitting them out like... diamond turds...

...

they’re diamond turds aren’t they >__>

Mimi is not interested in big business bulldozing the mom and pop shops and small upstarts. And she hates sweatshops! She is pro-Fair Trade all the way! And she will yell it in your face!

Taichi: It’s the yelling part that I’m having trouble with.

Mimi: A good speech from the boss is what keeps up employee morale!

Taichi: Yeah, that��s less true when the boss is about to be gobbled up herself...

Golemon and Togemon try to fight Gogmamon and this results in Golemon falling to pieces.

Taichi: Are you okay?

Golemon: My HEAD was knocked off, but sure I’m doing JUST FINE -____- little brat

Taichi stands protectively in front of Golemon’s head. Lol. He’s thinking of strategies... perhaps regretting rushing after Mimi and leaving his own partner behind...

Mimi joins him and Gogmamon finds her a formidable opponent in the war of words. Gogmamon argues that all the rocks, all the Digimon, everything here belongs to him and him alone! And Mimi brilliantly counters with:

“Fuck that! They belong to ME!”

x’D He just like... under his breath... “she admits that’s how she thinks of us...” hahahaha... I laughed out loud...

It might not be 3D but this is an excellent evolution sequence xD I haven’t said so yet but the animation in this episode was good! Good for the show anyway. It was smoother than usual despite some mechanical-like mouth movements and more than that, it had character and expression!

okay important question everyone: Taichi = Kermit, Mimi = Miss Piggy... discuss??

So Gogmamon has a pretty cool-sounding attack, “Curse Reflection.” I have often complained that the villains we fight and get new evolutions with aren’t that scary, but Gogmamon not only seemed pretty formidable (if not the smart, I mean he does have rocks for a brain), he also had a good story build up. My one disappointment in this episode is that the ending is so fast and Gogmamon so easily dealt with. This would have been a good time to introduce Rosemon (like how last week would have been an appropriate time for HerculesKabuterimon). But in both cases, we’re definitely supposed to take away at least that these guys are almost there... Anyway yeah, I would have liked a tiny bit more meant to the resolution but.

So here’s ANOTHER cool thing! Taichi notices that Gogmamon rejects the diamonds, and realizes they’re the key to defeating him. But he doesn’t just tell that to Mimi. He asks her “Did you see that?” And guess what - she did!

So even though the show couldn’t resist telling us that yes, Taichi would have been able to handle this situation - it doesn’t even let him give Mimi a hint towards victory. She figures it out for herself! The most we can say he does is point out the diamond, but she understands the implication and is able to use it against Gogmamon through her own intellect.

TAICHI DOESN’T MANSPLAIN Y’ALL. HE’S NOT A MANSPLAINER. HALLELUJAH AND PAST THE PEAS!!

Mimi is very influenced by her hardworking, CEO grandpa, Tachikawa Genichiro, who’s taught her things about business and things about values, and it really reads as if she’s the one who will inherit the family business - like she’s the family investment. You know, the role that traditionally only falls to sons. That’s changed with the world, and apparently Tachikawa Genichiro-jiisan is totally on board with his granddaughter being more than just a pretty heiress!

... btw what are they making...

“You’re fired!” Mimi yells as Lillymon takes Gogmamon down x’D kill me I love it

Like last time (and it sure was a long time ago that we saw it ;_;), the aftereffects of Lillymon’s powers is plants start growing everywhere. This is such a cool effect, I don’t get why it’s not used more. Right now I feel like Mimi/Palmon are the best set in the show.

(I did think it was funny when Mimi gives the diamond to Lillymon to use against Gogmamon and Lillymon acts like Mimi’s making this huge sacrifice since she loves diamonds so much. But 1) it wasn’t the only one, and 2) they were spat out by Gogmamo! that’s gross! that’s got to cut into the value! hahah)

The others finally catch up and the day is saved. Golemon is an employee for life now. Awww.

AWWWWWW.

I gushed about all this before so I won’t repeat myself, but yeah, I’m so happy with this episode.

Lol Sora and Taichi have accepted their places in Mimi’s world, in the end. They might have numbers instead of names and their boss might change her mind about things every five seconds, but other than that it’s a pretty nice gig overall.

Again the art, so sweet. This reminded me of Miyako yelling to Mimi about how she wants to be like her when she grows up in 02 so I capped it.

And I absolutely love this little play on words since it’s in English! Wow!

SO CUTE. How did a Mimi episode kick every other episode out of the water? Scratch that, we always knew Mimi was fantastic. A shojo hero for the 21st century.

Well I said a ton and this is really long now so I’m gonna assume you all get my thoughts on this episode. 9.5/10, really awesome, totally unexpected but perfectly suted to Mimi. I’m so so happy this show seems to have figured things out and remebered that it’s supposed to be freaking Digimon Adventure, it seemed like it forgot for a while there. I just hope we haven’t wasted too much time on those more lackluster episodes, I want so many more stories like this one.

Next week looks like another winner:

OK, that concept is hilarious x’D I’m so sorry. But also, leave it to Yamato and Gabumon to get the tragedy episode.

The mood maker will be this guy! I’m totally psyched for Yamato and Jou. Taichi’s been important in the past two episodes even though they were centered on Koushirou and Mimi, so I wonder if/when he’ll be involved this time? Or maybe it really will be just Yamato and Jou - my dream combo?? I can’t wait either way.

DID NOT CHECK FOR TYPOS! See y’all next week.

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osita-iza · 4 years ago

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Tadashi Yamaguchi: Notes Along the Pages

Summary: Tadashi falls for the bookworm he’s friends with in class. He decides the best way to confess is to leave you notes in one of your favorite books.

Word Count: 2.5 k

Warnings: Vague spoilers for Jane Eyre lol

A/n: Self-indulgent fluff of someone who enjoyed English class

A hopeless romantic is a person who holds sentimental and idealistic views on love, especially in spite of experience, evidence, or exhortations otherwise.

Tadashi was one of the first people you became friends with in secondary school. Most people’s eyes would begin to glaze over after two minutes of you raving over books, which was one of your favorite activities. Not Tadashi’s though. Even if he didn’t know any of the characters or plot points, he would nod excitedly as you ranted over how the main character needed to grow a backbone or how the heroine was blind to the love interest’s advances. That was the foundation for your friendship that continued all through to third year.

That’s why you didn’t question him when he handed you a copy of Jane Eyre, one of your favorite books. He was blushing more than usual, but you knew he could sometimes overthink things and be embarrassed. He had listened to you rave about every aspect of the book for years at this point, and you had borrowed it from the library countless times. “I actually read it,” he muttered. His cheeks burned brighter when your eyes shined as you took in the book. “It was as good as you said it was,”

“I told you!” You pulled him into a hug. “But you really didn’t have to buy me this Tadashi. This is so sweet,”

He shrugged, and you didn’t notice how his eyes softened at your excitement. “I figured you’ve read it so many times, you need your own copy at this point. Plus, it’s a classic, so it really didn’t cost that much,”

You two continued on to class like normal. At lunch, you decided to go to the library to read, a common habit for you. You smiled to yourself as you cracked open the spine. You were almost completely alone, the only companions being students doing homework at the library’s computers. On the first page, a sticky note greeted you.

This was one of the first books you talked to me about in first year, and I actually bought this that year. You complained about some of what Rochester did, but that you knew that he needed to fall in love with Jane. I remember I could feel the love you had for this book and its characters, and I just wanted to experience that too. I wanted to see what it was about this book that made you love it so much. What was so special?

Then I read the book. While it is an amazing book, I did realize something.

You were what was special.

Your chest felt tight as you finished reading the sticky note. His writing was tiny and scrunched up together, something you always teased him about how difficult it was to read at times. As if he was so shy even his writing was trying to hide. You remembered how he listened to your overenthusiastic ramblings about the budding romance between Rochester and Jane. He was the first one who did, only one in fact.

Without hesitation, you skipped through pages until you reached another sticky note. It was the scene where Jane met her best friend, Helen; the bright sticky note staring back against the black print.

Okay I just finished this section and why didn’t you tell me what happens to Helen?!!! That really hurt.

I get why you love Helen so much though. She’s so calm and peaceful. She’s an angel, kind of like you. Even though it was her comforting Jane, I kept imagining your face.

I remember when we first met. Don’t tell Tsukishima, but I was terrified of going into high school. There were so many new people, and rules, and things I had to remember. Tsukishima was the only person I knew from my middle school that came to Karasuno, so I was worried about feeling like an outcast.

And then I got assigned to sit next to you for my first class. I don’t know what stars aligned for that to happen, but I’m really happy that it did. You were so excited that someone would listen to you about a book that you weren’t disappointed when I didn’t know how to respond. I never said it, but I could listen to you talk about books all day. You get so excited; it’s like you’re a battery and I get some of your energy when you do. When I was upset cause I was a coward, you told me that my shyness was cute to you. That me being quiet meant that I had more time to understand people on a deeper level before I spoke. Doesn’t mean I don’t still feel like a coward sometimes, but I always hear your voice reminding me I’m not when I do. You were my Helen.

There was a bright smile on your face as you reread the sticky note’s sloppy writing on the front and back. You remembered that day too. He had been tense in the seat next to you, and you chose to ignore him until you saw him trying to catch the title of the book you were reading. That observation sparked the strong friendship between the two of you- one that transcended summer breaks, finals, and different schedules. It bloomed into trips to the mall, late night phone calls, and studying with each other on the weekend.

Skipping through the pages, there were more and more annotations. Comments on the amazing writing, the “expensive” words the author used that he had to look up, and the amazing romance between your favorite characters. You made a note to go back through and read all of them later on. Right now, you were focused on finding more of these sticky notes.

The next sticky note was during the proposal scene between Jane and Rochester, when they admitted that they loved each other. Large sticky notes that covered almost the entirety of the page were placed there.

One time I asked you why you liked reading romance books so much, especially because you didn’t watch a lot of romance movies. I was walking you back home from the library because it was dark. You got this dazed look in your eye when I asked you. I wonder if you remember what you said...

You did.

You told me, in books, the author can’t rely on swelling music, or a pretty face, or fancy camerawork to make you believe two people are in love. They can only use words. You said that people were forced to use their words, and that reading it was so sweet and intimate, and you loved it. That the idea of someone thinking you’re as beautiful of the stars sooooo strongly that they have to tell you- that they’ll explode if you don’t know- was one of the most passionate and romantic things you could imagine.

You said you couldn’t imagine someone doing that for you, but the idea was really sweet. Ever since I heard you say that, I realized that the idea of you not getting that left a bad taste in my mouth. Because, god, you really deserve it.

You let out a shaky breath as you reread his words over and over again. Tadashi had never hinted that he felt that strongly about you. It felt nice that he thought of you so often, that your conversations replayed as much in his head as they did in yours. That he cared about you a lot, and he needed you to know that.

Your nerves were going crazy as you imagined Tadashi’s face. His smile and burning cheeks was one of the cutest things you had seen in your life. He was one of the cutest things you had seen in your life. You wondered what his smile would be like when you saw him next. Would his cheeks burn that beautiful rosy pink when he saw you holding the book?

You skimmed the pages, some having doodles in the margin, and you got to a page that had one of Jane and St. John’s conversations on it when you saw another sticky note. You giggled at the first line:

He is one of the worst people I’ve ever read about >:(

I understand every single rant you went on about him. I still don’t think that I fully understand everything you said about him because you talked a lot about history and Victorian patriarchy, and it’s sometimes hard to keep up, especially because when you get excited you talk really fast.

I love when you talk like that. Even if I never understand what you’re talking about ever again, I want you to keep talking to me like that. You look so cute and passionate about it. Your voice sometimes goes to a higher pitch too, god, I love it when you do that. It’s the best thing I’ve ever heard.

You skipped ahead, catching him comment ‘Thank god’ next to the sentence where Jane decided to go back to Thornfield. It made you smile, happy that he got excited by the plot too.

The amount of annotations increased, but the comments got smaller and smaller throughout the rest of the book. You were somewhat disappointed until you got to the last chapter. The only visible line was “Reader, I married him.” The rest of the book’s page was covered by a piece of notebook paper that was taped to it, folded up to fit inside the book’s cover.

Okay, so I saw this book at a bookstore first-year. I bought it, read it, and I planned to give it to you and ask you out at the same time. Obviously, that didn’t happen. I was too shy to give it to you, so instead it built up dust in my bedroom. Then, you said that you never 8thought you would get to experience all of the stuff that happened in your books.

And I didn’t know how to respond because whenever I read a line that would be considered romantic in this book, or any book, I always thought of you. All of the love songs, rom-coms, books, and cliches became about you. I understood all of those deep metaphors English teachers tried to get me to care about because I happened to sit next to you in class. So I’ll be completely honest with you and all of the ways that I’ve unknowingly found myself romanticizing you.

In simplest terms, you’re existence is pure poetry.

Sometimes you would wait for us after practice, and the sunset would come down and reflect off of you in the best way. You’re usually on your phone or reading a book. There’s a moment before you notice that we’re outside, and you’re completely at peace. I think I fall in love with you every time I see the light reflect off of your peaceful face. I wish I was an artist just so I could paint that picture over and over again.

Your voice is like music, whether you’re whispering snide comments to me in the middle of class, or ugly singing to songs when we’re alone, or ranting about how amazing the couple you’re reading about is. If I had to give up music or listening to your voice, I would give up every song in the world in a heartbeat.

I’ve spent so much time getting to know you, and I don’t think I could ever associate you with disappointment. All I want is to keep learning about you because there’s always something new to learn. Everything about you, from your personality, to how you speak, to that face that must have been sculpted is just captivating to me. You’re being is a museum dedicated to you, and loving you is getting the chance to explore just a corner of the museum. If it were up to me, I would spend everyday for the rest of my life trying to explore the rest of the art that is you.

Honestly, I think I’ve been in love with you ever since first-year; it just took me a long time to figure out how to verbalize it. Even if you don’t feel the same way, I need you to know that someone has loved you that much. I love you that much.

Folding the paper back up, you checked your phone, seeing that there wasn’t that much time left in lunch. You wanted to see Tadashi, but what were you supposed to say to that kind of confession? There was an intense energy in your body, but you had no idea how to utilize it.

You grabbed the book and your backpack, knowing Tadashi was likely at lunch with some of the other volleyball boys. As you stepped into the cafeteria, heart hammering against your chest, you saw him laughing along with his friends. He glanced over to where you were, as if he could feel your presence.

His cheeks immediately began to burn pink, and he said something to his friends before leaving the table and walking towards you. All of his friends turned their heads to look at you as Tadashi stepped in front of you. “So... did you read the stuff I wrote?” he mumbled. His eyes avoiding yours.

“Yeah, I did...” You began running your finger up and down the pages of the book in your hands, sometimes catching a sticky note that was sticking out of the side.

Tadashi nodded, rubbing the back of his neck. “I’m sorry if any of it made you uncomfortable I just want-”

“Are you free Saturday?” His eyes widened, and he stared at you for a couple of moments. You let out a stilted laughter at his silence. “So... is that a yes?”

“Yes!” Tadashi said, cringing when he realized how loud his response was. “I mean... of course.”

You nodded, not knowing what else to say. He looked so adorable right now. You wanted to pull him into your arms, tell him how beautiful you thought he was, how you had been staring at him for just as long, how you loved everything about him.

The bell rang before you could though. Plus, you weren’t sure if you had the courage to say all of those things to him in the moment. You settled for grabbing his wrist to pull him closer to you. Tadashi furrowed his eyebrows at your action before his face somehow turned redder as you pressed your lips to his cheek. “I think you’re poetry too, Tadashi,” you whispered.

His body felt like jelly as you said his name. A soft smile came across his face as you leaned back. “I’m glad I told you then,” he said.

You giggled before holding up the copy of Jane Eyre. “I am definitely keeping this,” you replied.

“Not too cheesy?”

“Never worry about being too cheesy with me,” you giggled before you stepped away from him. “I’ll see you Saturday.”

He nodded, watching you hold the book close to your chest, as if you needed it to remind you of all of the words he wrote. And Yamaguchi promised himself that he would remind you of those words himself at every opportunity he would get.

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freshstartbaby · 4 years ago

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🎧 Body - Syd

I watched my house, cardbord on the ground, like me, leg crossed. White walls, a little smell of vinegar. Thats what I used to finally clean up everything.

Why do I feel like shit ? I mean one part of me cant wait to be in my new place. But the other ? I really feel like I kind of failed here. I got a job, two to be exact, I can provide for myself. I got few friends and thats it. I was wondering if my mum will ever know if I left the town. Maaaan I got to stop overthinking.

It was 8pm and I was waiting for Theo's call. Thanks to god he told me he will help me wih the moving. His help was so precious. Like always. My phone rang with « Theo 🤍 » on my screen . I picked up

« Sup mister T » I said softly « Hi Rob, you good ? » he answered « I am actually, and you ? » « Good. So you really goin to leave me, you know you can still change your mind » « No way, but you know you will still be in my mind » « And in your heart. Who do you think you are ? » he started to joke « Man where are you ? » I said rolling my eyes with a smile on face « There is a litlle bit of traffic. I be there in 10 minutes. But I think the man who will help us is already there. I fowarded him your number. Did he call ? »

I checked my phone, no missed call

« Nah he didn't » « Ok, get ready I be there soon » « Thank tou Theo » « Everything for you » he hang up

I shook my head slowley left to right. He was so kind to me. He can't be real. Me and Theo knew ourself since 8 years now. He was there to help and provide when no one could. He always was very protective and he is actually the one who gave me my first job: dancer in a club. It wasn't my goal job but I could dance and it will help me paying my bills. Few years later he also refered me in company to work as a personnal assistant. I managed myself to then become a communication assistant. When you look clother, without him, I probably will end up as a cracked or worse.

When we met I was 16 and he was 22. It was a very protective relationship. But the older we get, the akward it became. I mean physically he turned to a man as i turned to a young women. And even if he always shows me mad respect, the way he was watching and talking to me changed. Not in a bad way, but I could feel there was more. I aint gon lie, he is good looking, got money and got pure heart. But i couldnt wiling to lost him if we turned into a relationship. He was one of few people around me. Aint ready to loose one of them.

When I told him that I decided to move in LA, maaaan, he wasn't down for it. But as always, he helped me. He got fews relations so we find a cute flat quickly than I thought. The place was smooth and warm. We flew to LA to visit it, and i actually loved it. So now here I am waiting for a friend of his to move my stuff to LA. Let me get it straight. I aint no baby. I can take care of myself. But when it comes to Theo, he always wants to help. And I aint gonna lie, it feel good to be take care of.

The ring belled, I stood up to open the door. He looked at me, I looked at him.

« Can I help you ? » rising an eyebrow acting like I didn't know him « Stop playing » he said moving in my place « Hi » I said to the man following Theo « Robyn this is Eric, Eric this The New York leaver »

I rolled my eyes and shook my head slowly. Eric and Theo helped me to put my stuff in the truck. It was quickly made thanks to them. Also even if I hadnt much things I droped a lot. Eric told me that they will arrive the next monday in my new place. I thanked him as he left when I felt someone behind me. I turned around found Theo on his phone.

« First of all you didn't say hi »

I pulled him softly in a hug. His hands wrapped my shoulder as he kissed my cheek softly

« Then tell me where do I drop you ? » he said « Alex's place » « Lets go »

He put my suitcase in his trunck and we headed to Alexendra's place. I sold my car few weeks before so he proposed me to drop me where I needed yesterday.

Alexandra is one of my best friend. She's like a sister to be honest. We know each other for like forever and she always be down for me. Im stayin at her place tonight so I can catch my flight tommorow.

The road was silent but confortable. Theo and I like to be quiet sometines. We're the type of people who arent afraid of silence. As we arrived to Alexendra's place we stayed a little in the car.

« You need help with the suit case ? » « Na Im good, but thank you. Thank you for everything. It means a lot» I look at him « Stop saying this like its a goodbye » « Im not » « You better »

We pulled into a thight hug «You know I'm always be around and if you need to come back my door is open» « I hope it will be fine dont say that »

He look at me kiss my cheek and said

« Take care » « You too Theo »

I got off the car, took my suitcase and watched him leave. As we disapear on the corner I called Alex.

« Yes baby » « Im here, remind me your code » « You still dont remember it, you do it on purpose » « Guuuurl what is it ?» « 7110 » « Thank youuuuuu »

I taped the code and got to her place

« Sup baby » « Wassup baby, how you doin ?» « Good and you ? » « Everything is alright, I mean my best friend is leaving in an another town but Im good » « Guuuurl, it is for the better » « I know that, Im just getting emotional » « Dont do that » « Im trying, I swear ! How did you came ? You took a uber ? » « Nah, Theo droped me »

She set down on her large cozy couch eying me with a small smile

« What ? » I asked « Noooothing ! » she tapped the place next to her so I can take place « You just goin to sit down and tell me what's popin between you and this white daddy, finally» she said swith a smirk « Nothing is popin, I already told you that » i said sitting next to her « But you got to admit he is good lookin » « I never said he isnt » « Maybe a little bit skinny but he is still handsome » « He is. » « So he never try to own that » she said pointing at myself « And dont try to tell me no, I saw him plenty time trying to get you. » « Alex, it is not goin to hape- « « Whyyyyyyyy » « Because I dont want to » I said laughin « GURL IS YOU GAY ?» « Oh my god. Alexendra. » « No because if you are it is ok. But you need to tell me, so I can introduce him to friend of mine. Its such a waste » « Whatever » I said looking at her smiling

This girl is so crazy. Full of good vibe. Always pushing me to my best. She is fam yall. Our phones started buzzing at the same time. It was a whatsap phone call from our conversation « Mexico 🥵 ».

With some friends we decided to go on a trip to Mexico. For the big part, I knew them from school or club. As we grew older all of us took different ways but still got mad love for eachother. This week trip was the way to link up. I didnt knew some people like David, Florian and Veronica but everything went well during the organisation so I wasnt « afraid » that they were annoying.

The trip is next Monday so we schedule this video chat to make a last check. With all the stuff with my moving I almost forget about this call. Alex and I were together so I decided not to answer from my phone and step clother to her so we can both be on her screen

« Hi » « Wassup beauties » Alexander says

We all said hi to each other and waited to see if someone was missing.

« Who is missing » I asked « Flo is not here » Betty said « Damn this sleeping guy, let me text him » Alexander answered

As he decided to text him, a new window poped in our screen revealing a big white man shirtless, it seems like he was in his bed.

« My bad, sorry for my lateness, wassup guys » he said in a low voice

I looked at the screen, then at Alex, then the screen again and falled into the catch moving my hand to show to Alex that this man was foooine

We giggle few seconds before getting back to our serious faces.

« Florian that is it ? » Alex asked « Yup » « Time is money you owe us all a drink when we get to the mexico » « Maaaan dont play me like that, I was taking a nap, gym killed me today» he said

Of course he was goin to the gym, look at this chest. I tried to fix my self when we all talked for like an hour about last informations, who will arrive when, who shares room, what type of activites we wanted to do. I cant wait for this trip to be honest. I dont travel that much. I could release the stress from my moving, my new job and the new town I will be living in.

« Rob you still in New York ?» Michael asked « Yeees, my fligt is tomorrow » « Where you goin ? » Betty asked « Moving to LA » I said softly « LA GANG MY MAN ! » Florian shouted « Thats great, really big move » Alexander said « Finger crossed » Veronica « Dont worry, as wherever it will be ok if you work hard enough » Florian said « Oh dont worry she is a hard worker » Alex said miming a blow job

I snaped her head as everyone shared an hard laugh. Few minutes later we hang up. I went to the bathroom, washed myself, my tooth and changed myself in something more confortable. I went back to the living room and find Alexandra on the phone. By the way she was smiling and laughing I could tell it was Alexander. Yeah. This gurl find a boyfriend with the same name. That's kind of cute but it's also so corny. She hanged up, stood uo and went to the kitchen

« Sooooo » « What do you want again ? » i said a smirk in my face « I was wondering » she looked at me with a vicious smile « What is it Alex ? » « Are you down for some dick in Mexico » « You are something else you know that » « Im just asking ! There will be latino guys, foreigner and gurl this man Florian, he is free like the wind » «How do you know that ? » « I asked Alexander » « Mmmmh » « Mmmmh ? Gurl when is the lastime you had a man making you feel right ? I aint talking about relationship because that is another level and I know you trying to put yourself first since...» « Yea no. I'm not ready but let me think » « The fact that you have to think is not ok, you know that if the sexual frustration is not evacueted it can damaged you » « I got toys dont worry » I said putting my finger in a peace sign while im leaving the kitchen

I went to her guest bedroom, sitted on the bed and put my durag on. After sliding under the sheets I did my breath exercise so I could fall asleep faster but I couldn't. It was these exercises or sleeping pills. But I try to use them less and less since few month. They knocked me hard to hard man. After 30 minutes of try, I took my phone and opened Instagram. I scrolled my screen without being focused at all, laugh at fews memes and double tap some post. I tought about what Alex told me. It's true. It been a while since I havent give a man his chance. It didn't went well the last time. Ok here we go overthinking. I shook my hand thinking of how dumb I was when I tought about Florian. He was fine its true but you know men are trash. At least men I have a crush on 😭. I tapped « florian » in the research bar to see if I could find him. I didn't. Im defenatly not a FBI member. I will ask to Alex tomorrow, or not, it's not a good idea.

——-

I was hugging Alexandra thighly at the airport. The voice called the passagers of my flight to get ready.

« I'm goin to miss you crazy ass » I whispered « I'm goin to miss you more Robyn, but stop being weak before I start crying » « Come on aint nobody goin to cry » I push her shoulder « we're tough girls remember ? » « Yea but I wrote you a letter » she gave me a letter as I look at her ready to make fun of her « You wrote me a letter, you must be in love with me » « Of course I am, yo you're my friend soulmate » « Ok you gon make me cry now » « Go get your flight »

I tried to open the letter when she took my hand

« The fuck is you doin, you have to read it in your flight, or when you arrive to your new place but not now » « Okaaaaaaay mrs emotional »

I kissed her cheek and grabed my suit case before leaving

« See you in Tulum baby ! »

I put a peace sign above my head a went take my flight.

As I settled in my seat, I leaned my head back to the couch. Here we go baby. You can do this. You got this. It's goin to be fine. I was motivated myself when my phone buzzed. I watched my phone screen and see that Theo sent me a vocal. I put my AirPods on tap on my screen to listen his whatsap vocal message.

James. Theo James. : « You're in the plane ? »

I send him a quick answer

Robyn ✨: Yup 🛫

James. Theo James. : Ok

I watched the screen as I saw « James. Theo James is writing » when a big as message droped. Oh my god. He is goin to make me cry. Or worse. I rubbed my forehead before start reading.

James. Theo James. :

« Robyn. My baby. I know your flight is getting ready to take off. So I'm writing this to you so you can be ready for this new page.

Im goin to tell you this, and ear me out when I say: You got this.

You're smart, kind, open minded,fierce, talented, reliable, honest and a fighter. I know life ain't did good to you lately, and it's destroying me to see you leave but baby it's a fresh start. Leave all the madness, the pain and the self doubt where you at because LA is goin to be fire baby. No more drama, no more pathetic boyfriend, no more struggling. Put yourself above everything, because you deserve it. Keep your mental healthy. Communicate more, talk free and never be afraid to make people to ear your voice.

As I always say to you, even if the blood don't link us, you mean the world to me. Whenever you need anything blow my phone. I will always have an eye on you even if I know you are and you are becoming a boss a bitch woman every single day.

I know you are goin to kill it.

Text me when you arrive to your new home

I will come visit you in few months

Theo 🤍 »

I closed my eyes, bitted my lips and hold my phone on my chest. Don't cry, don't cr- too late. Tears were all over my face as I try to mute myself. Even I tried to hide it, I was feeling shitty. And those words just gave me the feeling of being discovered. I don't know how it was possible. Even if Theo and I were closed I have difficulties to talk out when I'm not feeling myself. And with this message I knew that all this time he knew how I felt but give me my space.

LA be good to me please.

—-

🎧 1 pound - Brymo

The sunlight woke me this morning. I really need to buy curtains. I mean in the rest of the place it's not that important, but wake this way is so uncomfortable. I like the darkness in my bedroom you know ? And all this light, god chill out 🤣

I stood up and head ou to the bathroom and then to the kitchen. I watched the board where I wrote my to do list yesterday night. Yeaaaa i'm trying to be more disciplined woman. I mean organized but sometimes I get too lazy. Like if I invented the word lazy myself.

End the bathroom Shopping at the supermarket Look for a car End the suitcase Work out (you can do this)

I laugh at myself knowing that I will probably not doing the last one. I washed my dishes and turn on the speaker to get in a better mood. I clean a little some stuff since there was still some cardboard here and there. I find myself dancing in front the big mirror in one of the corridor when my phone rang. I didn't know the number so I turned of the music and clear my throat.

« Robyn Matthew, how can I help you » « Hi Robyn this is William. I am with Olivia, you're on speaker. How are you ? » « Hello Robyn »

Ow my new bosses.

« Oh hello to both of you, I'm great thank you to ask. How about you two ? » « We're good ourself thank you. Have you settled yet ? » « Mmh there is still few unopened cardboards but I'm good » « Good to ear that » « You will love LA » Olivia said « I hope so, how can I help you ? » « Well Robyn we were wondering, sorry to ask again but weren't you supposed to start today ?»

My eyes grew wide as my eyebrow start dancing. I wasn't supposed to start today hell no

« I don't think so, I mean I asked to the RH department to postponed my arrival since I have a trip planned » « Oh my baaaaaaaaaad » Olivia shooted « What is it » he asked to Olivia I think « I totally forgot to tell you, Cindy told me few weeks ago but it disappeared from my mind »

My heart stoped racing fast when I told them

« You scared me ! » « I'm so sorry Robyn, William I'm sorry too » « Oh it's ok, you owe us a coffe when she arrives » « Deal » she said laughing « You better note that, or you will forget it too » « Very funny » « Anyway sorry to have bothered you Robyn » William said « It's fine » « Where are you going ? » Olivia asked « Sorry ? » « You said you are goin on a trip, where is it ? »

I twisted my face. How is that suppposed to concern them ? Robyn stay open, be nice, they're just trying to be nice.

« Tulum » « Oh Mexico, well lucky you » « Oh my god, I wish I could have holidays to a place like this » « Anyway Robyn, enjoy you're trip and come back to us resourced. You can't wait to work with you » « Thank you, see you soon » « Bye »

I hang up, a weird feeling in my guts. I mean they were nice. But I'm not really use to have this kind of conversation with my bosses. I tought that they were a good duo both of them. I find myself a little anxious about having two bosses but it's goin to be fine.

Im goin to tell you this, and ear me out when I say: You got this.

I got this. I wanted to turn back on the music. So I scrolled my screen when I saw an Instagram notification.

@bignasty wants to follow you

My face twisted again. Big nasty ? What the hell is that. I'm sure this is a porn count, or a pervet who will try to slide in my Dm. So many weird people on social medias. Thanks god the private button exists so I can control borders 😂 I clicked on it when I saw his face.

Wow.

I took few step back to my couch as my hand was on my chest. Jesus Christ. I found myself put my hand on my mouth so I don't scream and laugh akwardly. God. It was Florian. I mean I think. No no no it was him. How can you forget a face like this. I hold my breath as scrolled down his feed. This man was... l have no word. I rubbed my eyes trying to get back to earth, with a big dumb smile on my face when my phone rang

Xandra 💍 is calling

I picked up and put her on the speaker. I said hi to her in a low voice, I was feeling like I'm out of breath

« GUUUUUUUURL » she screamed « Wassup » « Did Florian asked you on Ig ? » « He did. » « GIRRRL DID YOU SAW THESE PICTURES ?!!!! » « Alexandra, i was checking him when you called » « GURRRRRRL IF YOU DONT EAT HIM ON THIS TRIP I'M KILLING YOU »

I start rubbing my eye again. He was something else. God. Why do I feel this. Then I found myself playing with my finger, where my engagement ring used to be.

It gave me a quick reminder.

« Ok he is super hot, but don't count on me for that » « You're such a child when you act like that. You know what, I'm sure you pantie is already soaking looking at his pic, so just wait. When he is goin in front of you there will be no « don't count on me for that » » « shut up » « Have you end your suite case ? » « Not yet, I think it will be handle this evening» « Ok look listen to me wisely. I don't know what you choose but switch it all up with sexiest stuff » « I'm tired of you »

We stayed on the phone for like an hour. You know how it is when besties are on the phone. All the day she kept teasing me with Florian but I didn't give attention. But I wanted to make her laugh a little so I teased her with a screen and a meme

She hit me back with a message

« gurl this is too much, you really goin to miss this chance »

What chance ? He just followed me on Instagram. I didn't even accept him yet. He must have a girlfriend, or be a fuck boy. Maybe is he gay. Ok Robyn overthinking AGAIN. It's goin to be cute holidays. I don't want to mess this up.

—— 3836 words

Wassup guys ?

How do you feel about this beginning ?

Is everything understable ? I'm French so you know you girl is struggling a little 🙈

Do not hesitate to give me feedbacks, react, and all that stuff

Next step, Tulum baby 🥵

Take care

NEXT PART

#fanfic #florian munteanu #florian munteanu x black reader #big nasty #bignasty #freshstart

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peace-coast-island · 3 years ago

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Diary of a Junebug

Starfish in the sand

Collecting seashells is fun! Finding little treasures in the sand is something that never gets old. It's one of the little wonders of nature that keeps on giving.

Seashells are so cool and fascinating to look at. No two are alike and you never know what you'll find in the sand. Once in a while unique shells pop up in the beach, like these golden starfish ones. I don't know how long they'll stick around, so I try to collect a bunch to keep and give as gifts.

Jamie and Nedra have been staying at the camp for a while, enjoying the scenery and activities. It's been a long time since Jamie visited and this is Nedra's first time. A few days later Chrissie, Theda, Jean, and Emma joined us - which was why Jamie and Nedra stuck around.

So we've been having fun collecting seashells and doing craft projects with them. We made jewelry, decorated furniture, painted them, put together gift bags - there's a lot you can do with seashells! It's also nice to just chill and hang out with friends - especially Jean and Nedra as I haven't seen much of them since the entourage disbanded.

Jean's an actress and model with an interesting story regarding her family. Around the same time she joined the entourage, she had reunited with her father, who she hadn't seen in over 20 years. Up until she was around 5 Jean was raised by her mom. After she died, her dad decided to come back into her life and change his ways, abandoning the life of a conman. So he married his longtime partner and adopted Jean in hopes of starting over.

Unfortunately things didn't quite work out. Although Jean and her dad got along well, he fell back into his old schemes by stealing from heiress Agathe Dieudonne when he was going through some financial problems. The heiress forgave him since she took a liking to Jean and offered to send her to a prestigious boarding school in France so she can see the world. When her dad's old ways of living started to catch up with him, he and her stepmom decided to take up Agathe's offer so Jean could have a better life.

Over the years Jean kept in touch with her dad and stepmom through letters. Agathe doted on her like a granddaughter and used her connections to keep an eye on Jean's dad to make sure he was doing okay. Jean became aware of his past when she grew older, and the way she sees it, the conman and her dad are two different people. The fact that he tried his best and was willing to give her up so she could have a better upbringing is more than enough for her.

When she moved back to the states to pursue Broadway, Jean set out to reunite with her dad. It surprisingly wasn't too hard to find him and her stepmom as they happened to live on Peace Coast Island, not too far from where Jean was when she was in the entourage. Since then they've made up for a lot of lost time and Jean makes time in her busy schedule to visit often.

In a few weeks, Jean will be on tour for a show and one of the stops is the island. Coincidentally, Nedra's gonna be touring too and so she'll be performing a few nights at Starlight as well. The two became good friends through Jamie, becoming mentors for a drama program at Starlight Theatre as well as regular performers there for a time. Since the entourage disbanded they became super busy so it's nice that they finally got together for a long overdue meet up.

I told Jean about how Marlo's a huge fan of her and like Nedra, she's down to returning to the camp to meet her. We're still working out the details but Nedra and Jean will coordinate their schedules while I check in with Marlo and Don. It's gonna be fun having them all together!

Things have been the same old in Camellia according to Theda. Chrissie pops in for a visit every now and then, usually to bother Tanner or cause mischief with Lala, Theda, and sometimes Delwyn. It's good to hear that he's been doing much better these days - still, Edvin's absence continues to be a gaping presence.

Theda was right when she said that sooner or later, they'll move on and be okay - but it doesn't change the fact that what's gone is gone. And I fully agree with her.

Chrissie has also been spending a lot of time with Emma and her nieces and nephew, especially now that Emma lives about 15 mins away. She mentioned that Rocky and Lex have their hands full with the babies, which is why she's been bothering other friends. Emma doesn't mind as she's still adjusting to living in Cityburg, a drastic change of scenery after spending most of her life in a moderately sized suburban town.

Emma's doing a lot better since moving out and living with her brother Danny and his kids. She always got along with her mom's side of the family better than her dad's. Her mom's the type of parent who tends to be a bit overly critical of her kids but means well and just wants the best for them. As for Emma's father, he clearly favors her younger brother while putting Emma down for pretty much everything.

What prompted Emma to leave - aside from the threat of getting cut off financially - was something unforgivable her younger brother did. It's a fucking mess and if he keeps this up, I wouldn't be surprised if it ends up destroying him. It also didn't help that their father contributed by adding fuel to the fire.

Basically, the brother's one of those shitty tabloid people who profits out of ruining lives. The incident involved a close friend of Emma's, who died unexpectedly due to illness. The brother, who hated the friend for petty reasons, got a hold of Emma's phone, looked through her texts and took a lot of her conversations with her friend out of context to paint the friend and her family in a bad light.

In short, he turned a bunch of texts into "signs" that the friend was likely murdered by her family. He also revealed private information about the friend and how she was going through a rough time, claiming those as motives for why her family wanted her dead. He also made it look like Emma was the one to bring up the speculation, which the family knows is a load of bullshit. To those who knew the friend, it's clearly a pathetic attempt to ruin someone's name for clout.

As a result of the incident, Emma's mom had enough and kicked the father out, which Emma said was long overdue. As for her younger brother, her mom hasn't disowned him (yet) but she's made it clear how she found what he did despicable. Danny never approved of his stepfather and didn't get along with the youngest, so his reaction to what happened was along the lines of disappointed but not surprised.

Since I last saw Emma, things have improved a lot between her and Margie. Although they're aunt and niece, they've always gotten along more like sisters. While Rusty and Linda took quickly to having their aunt move in, there was some tension with Margie, though it had nothing to do with Emma personally. Margie was forced to grow up quickly after their other dad, Terry, and older sister Sherry, died last year, so things haven't been easy for the family.

With Danny having trouble balancing work and family life and Emma having problems at home, he decided to take her in. Emma says their mom has mixed feelings about it, believing that Danny's giving her an easy way out. If anything, I think Emma's a hard worker, but not in a way a capitalist society approves of it. In other words, capitalism can't profit off someone like her, so it sees her as useless. By living with Danny, an entertainer who not only understands what she's going through, but has also made a successful life for himself and his kids, Emma can freely pursue her creative passions without worries.

Right now, Emma's been working on creating content for her channel, posting journal with me videos and vlogging everyday life. She hopes to open her own sticker shop one day so Daisy Jane's gonna help her with that when the time comes. For now, she wants to focus on developing her art style by experimenting and studying other artists before getting into all that. I'm so excited to see where this will take her!

Chrissie and Theda have been really into making charms so that's what we're gonna do with the tiny seashells. I think the little starfish shells make the prettiest charms, especially on a bracelet. We also have some jewelry wire so I'm thinking of making earrings too. It's been years since I've made earrings so it's good to finally use up those earring hooks.

For the larger seashells, we're thinking of using them to decorate furniture. Theda used a bunch of seashells to decorate an old mirror she found while thrifting with Daisy Jane and it looks sooooo pretty! The decor and the gold paint looks like a vintage picture frame with the starry seashells giving it a sorta celestial vibe. I'm still not sure what to decorate yet but I'm considering one of the old bookshelves that's sitting in storage that has been in need of fixing up for a while.

Emma's been filming footage for her vlogs so I try to do a bit of everything so she can have the full camping experience. So far it's mostly sightseeing, crafting, and chilling with the campers. From what it looks like, Emma's considering splitting the content into two videos - one for seashell crafting and one for sightseeing. I'm flattered that she can get so much out of the camp!

Jean and Nedra find the camp a good spot to unwind from their busy lives. Before meeting up with the others Jean visited her dad and stepmom, who will see her again when she returns to Starlight for opening night. She also said the next time she drops by, she plans to come via plane as she's a pilot, like Chrissie. I think Marlo would die on the spot when she finds out that she would be in a plane flown by Jean Theodora!

Today was a low key day where we wandered around, enjoying the sights and taking it slow. We actually didn't do too much crafting today, which is fine as we tackled a lot of big projects early on so we were kinda running low on shells. So we ended up with a pretty good haul and a bunch of new ideas for craft projects.

No matter how busy or chill the days are, we always find ourselves back at the beach, searching for starfish in the sand.

#animal crossing #animal crossing pocket camp #Diary of a Junebug #headcanon ramble

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fanfoolishness · 5 years ago

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In Dreams commentary

SPOILERS AHOY HOY!

IN DREAMS:

Star Eyes Steven <3

He’s so happy to see them all

I love how happy Lars is!

Zach is fucking killing it with that squeeing!

COOKIE CAT, I NEVER THOUGHT YOU WOULD BE EVIL!

Connie has sick dance moves

So does Onion, strangely????

Then again he IS Sour Cream’s little brother

he’s been raving since in utero

Zach also killing it with the panic and the gasping upon waking up

My heaaaart

Why do I keep having these horrible dreams?

So as I suspected Steven has been having problems sleeping for a while now

I suspect it’s been a problem since Bluebird (bad Gem invading his house) and A Very Special Episode (overbooking his schedule, continuing into Snow Day and those suggestive cups of tea on the bookshelf)

I STILL FUCKING LOVE PERIDOT SO MUCH

I also love that Steven is still a little shit when he wants to be I love him so much

“You know, I’m so glad you’re here. I’ve been having some weird dreams lately and --”

Oh Steven! I’m so proud of you! You’re actually trying to reach out instead of stuffing it all inside!!!

Peridot, you kinda fucked it up

awww he was trying!!!

Also oh shit Peridot called him a monster??? don’t be foreshadowing plz omg

YAY THEY’RE SO EXCITED

and then just like me and X-Files season 10 and 11 they were fucked over ;_;

THEIR RAGE IS SOOOOOO REAL I LOVE THEM SO MUCH

man oh man oh man I really need to find a good Peridot voice and write her and Steven together because their friendship is the BEST

Peri: Camp Pining Hearts helped me escape when everything around me was in chaos

shit Peridot you don’t have to call me out about Steven Universe okay

MY SON

“I have to start wearing a tinfoil hat?”

fucking GOLD

“Might be fun to fix something that isn’t the entire universe!’

STEVEN YOU RIDICULOUS CREATURE JUST LET THE WORLD BE SOMETIMES, YOU DON’T HAVE TO FIX IT ALL, IT ISN’T ALL UP TO YOUUUUUUU

also note: remind myself of this as it KEEPS FUCKING COMING UP IN THERAPY damn

no wonder I identify so hard with this little meatball

SILENT BEEKEEPER IS IN THE BIGFOOT POSE I CAN’T

I fucking LOST it about the poutine allergy

Like, rolled over and was laughing myself to death

STEFAN??? REALLY??????

STEVEN YOU’RE DRAWING AGAIN!!!!

I’M SO HAPPY

but you dumb shit why did you make someone who helps other people

now you need to play some music!

Chili before bed? This is such a dumbass idea

STAR PILLOW I CAN’T

Jazmin is a birder? I love it

Please tell Zach voices Stefan

Does Stefan count as Steven with stubble for my bingo card?

Uhhhh Stefan is kinda sexy af

Blue Diamond dolphin and Yellow PInap and White heels aaaaah

PINK STEVEN OH NO NOT AGAIN!!!

You fell asleep and you started glowing pink!!! This happens regularly? Every time he’s sleeping now???????

This is such a good pensive Steeb

I’m so happy that crying Stefan is used for humor, I can’t even

GEMCOPTERS

So I see you’re sleeping great Steven

ooooh Spinel’s injector! first concrete reference we’ve had to the movie, isn’t it?

Nice to have the injector call back to baby Steven, since he was hit with the rejuvenator

Steven blushes at the idea of Stefan kissing Jazmin. Worried that Connie won’t like you, are we?????

I know how you feel, Steven. At your age I was both totally enamored of the idea of kissing boys and also FUCKING TERRIFIED DON’T WANNA DO IT NOPE NOPE NOPE

“I can’t do Rodrigo dirty like that!” fucking dead

Peridot’s hand on the doorknob -- Steven it’s okay! she can come back!!!

Is Rodrigo voiced by J-10? because that would be a delight

MAD CONNIE! Is she mad because Stefan isn’t helping someone??? or mad because she’s going to be kissed???

CONNIE OBSIDIAN????????

because Obsidian saved Connie’s life?

is he scared of Obsidian’s power?

frightened of how difficult it was to be her?

scared of the circumstances in which she formed?

SO MANY POSSIBILITIES

I don’t think anyone called that that shot of Steven was going to be him squished by Connsidian’s foot

oh no oh no oh no he’s in his old room

head in his hands

oh Steven ;_;

A Cookie Cat poster is above the TV in this scene... hmmm

Staticdot is scary!

I’m so tired....

STEVEN stop killing me!!!!

I’m sorry I can’t do this for you --

I can’t

I can’t, he woke up crying, I CAN’T

Peridot -- hug him!!! yay!!! friends!!!!!!!! I love them sooooo much

omfg people are killing each other on CPH???

How many times does Steven have tears in his eyes in this episode?

Okay this got way too fucking long to include Bismuth. Separate post time!!!

#suf spoilers #su spoilers #steven universe future spoilers #steven universe spoilers #spoilers #steven universe #steven universe future #in dreams #in dreams suf

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lettersfromthecatcave · 4 years ago

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kunderdogs · 5 years ago

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KNK As Dads

Thank you to the anon who requested it! I know it’s kind of sloppy but I hope you like it! :)

I tried to keep them all the same length but it’s hard to tell lol

Jihun

When you tell him you’re pregnant, he will fall on the floor

SO DRAMATIC

“WE WERE SO CAREFUL? OMG MY MOM WILL BE SO HAPPY!”

Buys five yards of bubble wrap to “baby proof the house”

You have to explain to him that’s not how it goes

He’ll ready every parenting book like ever

“Did you know that babies have nails in the womb?!”

“Please...it’s three in the morning...Go to sleep, Jihun.”

So affectionate

Wants to cuddle with your belly all the time

“Sorry babe, you’re my number two now. She’s my number one love.”

As soon as his daughter is born, he’s bawling

Uncontrollably

The docs have to calm him down because they’re afraid he’ll start hyperventilating.

Will not let her leave his sight for the first few months

Will be soooo dramatic when she learns to walk though

Bouncing off the walls when she takes her first step

“BABE OH MY GOD DID YOU- DID YOU SEEEEEE HER?? SHE TOOK HER FIRST STEP. GET THE C A M E R A!”

Made her a college fund when she was 5 days old

“It’s never too soon to start saving for college.”

Hogs all the baby time

Wants to feed her

Refuses to let anyone except you and him hold her until she’s maybe four months

Calls the other members her “weird Uncles”

Proudly announces to everyone her first words were “Dada” even though you were pretty sure she burped

At nights, he’ll sleep in her nursery

He’ll grow out of that habit around when she enters school

As she gets older, he’s always supportive

Definitely wants her to try singing

Knows she’ll sound like an angel

Wants her to do whatever she wants in life

Wants a lot of kids because he loves to spend time with them

Literally she’s his princess

The type of dad to have tea parties just cause his daughter loved them

“Tea party? Only if I can wear the purple tiara this time.”

Glares at any little boy that shows an interest in her

“EXCUSE ME. Keep your hands to yourself, thankyouverymuch.”

“Dad, I’m twenty and this is my boyfriend.”

“boYFRIEND?! You’re grounded, young lady. No dating until you’re married.”

Seoham

Panic

“What- you’re-?! !!!!”

Faints when you tell him you’re pregnant

Once he comes to, he’ll start crying

Very emotional the entire pregnancy

Even more so than you are

Experiences pregnancy sympathy pains

Has morning sickness right with you

You’re spending the majority of the first trimester taking care of him

He’s always apologizing lmao

As you get bigger, he’s in awe

Cannot believe he’s going to be a dad

Will always look at you like you’re the most beautiful thing in the world

Tearfully tells you he loves you at random times

And then you cry too cause the damn hormones

The member to gush to his fans about your new baby

(on VLIVE) “If it’s a girl, what name should we give it? Tinkerbell always has good ideas and suggestions...Boy name suggestions too!”

Will try to get you to quit your job when you get to 7 months

Is so nervous for the delivery

Coaching and holding your hand the WHOLE TIME

He’ll be your voice to your doctors (we love a king)

Crying as soon as he sees your son’s full head of hair

“You did it, baby, oh wow. He’s so beautiful. You did so well, love. I love you so much.”

Is a mESS

“Mommmm~ He’s healthy T-T come as soon as you can.” Sobs

Glares at anyone who tries to take your son from your arms

Will 100% give the doctors a hard time if his son is crying for “too long”

As he gets older, Seoham is the perfect father.

Loving, caring, and stern when he needs to be

But he’s sooooo soft

Hates to discipline him but knows he needs the correction

The type of dad to watch with love in his eyes as his child is running around the yard.

Threatens the members not to show him any bad words/actions

Reads and sleeps with his son (even tho his long body cannot fit on the red car bed)

Cries at almost every milestone (walking, talking, eating solid food, first hair cut, first day of school)

“He’s just growing up so fast, babe. Soon, he’ll be married and having kids of his own. What am I going to do then?”

“Seoham, this is his third birthday party...Get it together, baby.”

Not going to push his child into anything but encourages him to find hobbies or sports his likes

If your son likes sports, he’s at every. single. event. Practice, games, any of it

Records all the games and when he goes to college, he’ll make a highlight reel

Inseong

When you tell him, you’re pregnant, he won’t believe you

Not to mean you’re a liar

But he just cannot grasp it rn

“Ha ha, very funny, babe. I know you’re on the pill.”

Once you hand him the pregnancy stick, he’s all

O_O “o-oh shit”

Needs to sit down cause he’s lightheaded

Doesn’t want to show you but he’s scared outta his mind rn

Smiles nervously

As time goes on and you start to show, it’ll finally become real to him

He’ll cry that night when you feel the baby moving and put his hand on your belly

Will hide all his worries and concerns from you and instead will ask the members

Eventually he’ll speak to you about how nervous he is but he reassures you he wants a baby with you

He’ll feel better after talking to you

Very gentle with you when you’re pregnant and will get you any cravings you need

Schedules regular massages for you so you’re comfortable

Literally has hearts in his eyes when he sees how big you get in the last trimester

Doesn’t care what gender your baby is, just wants it healthy

Soft smiles and kisses when the doctor hands you a chubby baby boy

He’s crying but trying to put on a strong front for you

Wants to be your strength but eventually breaks down when he takes a step back and sees how you look at your son in your arms

“The most beautiful view I’ve ever seen...”

Fully bawling when you ask him if he wants to hold his son

Won’t stop calling the child “my son”

Taking pictures and videos of everything

Soccer dad FOR SURE

Has snacks and juice ON DECK 24/7

Supports their kid no matter what though

Hates to be the one to discipline and will even leave when you’re scolding your son

Screaming at the top of his lungs when he learns anything new

“HE COUNTED TO 10 OH MY GOD HEEJUN DID YOU HEARRRR THAT”

Affectionate :))))

Will pout if his son doesn’t want to give him kisses when he leaves for work

Dongwon

So so so so happy

Smiling so wide when you surprise him with baby converse.

“You’re not joking? You’re really pregnant? We’re having a baby?”

“I’m going to be a dad?”

Literally so excited!!!!

He gets to have a family with the love of his life!!

Immediately tells all his family and friends once he gets the okay from your doctor

Plans a gender reveal party and is wearing a pink shirt because he wants a lil princess to spoil.

Wouldn’t mind a boy, but wants to experience the “daddy/daughter” bond

RUNNING UP AND DOWN YOUR STREET WHEN HE FINDS OUT YOU”RE HAVING TWIN GIRLS (like on maury)

!!!!!! You’re like 0-O “does this say TWINS?!”

Feels like he hit the jackpot

Kisses you all over, hugging you gently and when you pull back, you can see tears in his eyes.

“I love you. Thank you for giving me two babies.”

He’s very sappy the entire pregnancy

“How’s my girls doing? Need anything, mama? Come here, I’ll rub your feet, baby.”

Takes you on a baby moon to wherever you wanna go just to pamper you before you give birth

Anything you want, he will give you

You could tell him your phone speaker wasn’t working and he’ll go out and get you a whole new phone

Watches you with hearts in his eyes as you sleep

Unfortunately, you can’t give birth naturally due to labor taking too long so the doctors have to preform a c-section.

A mess of nerves and tension as he holds your hand in the operating room

When he hears two cries, he nearly collapses next to you in relief. “You did amazing, love.”

Crying as he watches the doctors put both little girls on your chest

He strokes one of the twins tiny head, lips trembling as she softly cries out

“I never thought my heart could beat outside of my body.”

100% the overprotective dad

Down to play any girly games for them

Brings them to sporting events against their will

N O BOYS E V E R !!!!

NO EXCEPTIONS!!!!

ok maybe if they’re knk fans

MAYBE

Heejun

Terrified at first

Heejun is young (my age lol) so I feel like he wouldn’t particularly want kids until he’s in his late twenties-early thirties

He warms up to the idea of a child quickly because he LOVES kids

ESPECIALLY if it’s his with the love of his life

Not one to keep it a secret

He’ll call everyone in his life and give them the news

lowkey wants a boy because he doesn’t know if he can relate to a girl

But honestly as long as the baby is healthy, he’s over the moon

When he does find out it’s a boy, he’s buying matching clothes for him and his son

Tells everyone “I’m having a son T-T”

Is usually composed during the pregnancy - wide smiles and cheerful expressions

Will get you anything you want, no questions asks

(He’ll complain to the boys that your cravings are weird as hell tho. Who eats cheetos with peanut butter and power-aid? Disgusting)

Won’t ever say anything negative because he wants his child to grow up in a positive environment

Refuses any help in building or assembling any of the baby furniture or toys

“I have to do this. I’m a dad now. Dads build things.”

Only cries when he’s able to hold his son, wrapped up tightly like a burrito in the hospital.

You’d be passed out on the bed with the nurses busy by you, and he’d just sit with your son in his arms, tears flowing freely with a smile on his face.

“Hey little one, I’m your daddy.”

IN LOVEEEEE

YOUR SON CAN DO NO WRONG TO HIM

He’s a precious angel, even when he turns two and terrorizes literally everyone and everything in your house

Wants only the best for your son so he’ll make food and turn into a chef pretty quickly.

Eventually when your son shows how picky he really is, Heejun will give in and give him chicken nuggets

Play fights with him all the time

You still don’t know which one broke the bathroom window and they refuse to tell on the other

Very proud of his son’s accomplishments and will praise him for every little thing he can

Bribes him with popsicles and ice cream to get him potty trained

It worked so you couldn’t say much lol

His kid is his ride or die

Nothing will ever get between him and his son

Wants your son to be better than he is - and will push him to do well in school, all the way up to college

When you have a daughter, him and your son are full on body guard mode

“Hands off the models.” He says to Inseong as the older one plays with your daughter.

“PRECIOUS CARGO COMING THRU.”

“Ten feet distance at all times, thank you.”

#knk #keunakeun #kim jihun #park seoham #jeong inseong #lee dongwon #oh heejun #knk reaction #knk scenario #kpop #kpop reaction #kpop scenario

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Alone, Together | Chapter 30 | Morgan Rielly

A/N: We are officially in the thirties in terms of chapters...CAN YOU BELIEVE?! I can’t. Let me know what you think of the chapter!

Bee looked at herself in the mirror, smoothing out her spaghetti strap dress striped with pink and green and navy. She’d curled her hair slightly and wore some bright coloured lipstick to reflect the great weather and the happy event: Aryne’s baby shower. She was having it at McLean House within the Estates of Sunnybrook, and Bee couldn’t be more excited. Ashley had just had her own baby shower last weekend, so for a solid week, Bee was occupied with all things baby. She stood in front of the mirror in the bedroom and took a picture of her complete outfit, sending it to Ashley to make sure it was okay (who replied with emphatic and all-caps “HAWT” and “WERK IT” texts) before texting it to Morgan.

Before she was even able to grab her Chanel bag and make sure everything she needed was in there, her phone began to ring and Morgan’s name flashed across the screen.

“You look beautiful,” he said, not bothering with saying hello after she did. “You have Aryne’s baby shower today, right?”

“Yeah. And thank you. The dress looks good?”

“The dress looks amazing,” he stressed. “You know I think you look beautiful in everything.”

Bee couldn’t help but blush. “What are you up to today? How was Andy’s birthday yesterday?”

“It was fun! We played a round of golf in Whistler in the morning and then went to Blue Water Café in Yaletown to have dinner. He got a little drunk off the wine,” Morgan laughed slightly. “Haven’t seen him drunk in years.”

“Did he like my gift?” Bee asked hesitantly, referring to the coffee mug and tie she bought for him. Morgan had taken it to Vancouver with him already wrapped when he left.

“He loved it. They missed you last night.”

“They know I’ll be there at the end of July, right?” she asked, referring to the two week trip to Vancouver she and Morgan had planned for her two weeks vacation. They had decided on it before he left and had booked the tickets already. Bee was excited to go back.

“I’m keeping it a surprise from them,” he said. “He’s coming back from the washroom right now. I’ll talk to you later okay?”

“Okay. Tell him I say hi,” she said. “I love you. And I miss you.”

“I love you and miss you too, Bumblebee. Have fun today. You look beautiful.”

Almost immediately after hanging up, her phone buzzed for a text from Ashley saying she was waiting out front. Bee rushed in packing some last minute things into her purse before strapping on her heels, grabbing her present, and meeting Ashley outside. She slid into the passenger’s seat and kissed her across the console. In the backseat, she saw Sydney Esiason quickly typing away on her phone before setting it down on her lap to smile at her.

“You look adorable!” Ashley exclaimed as she drove away, taking another look at Bee in her dress. “Sydney, you remember Bee McTavish?”

“Of course! The one who works!” Sydney smiled from the backseat. “It’s…TD Bank?”

“Scotiabank,” Bee corrected her politely. “It’s nice to see you again Sydney. How’s the wedding planning going?”

“All done! Just a few weeks to go,” she smiled. “It’s too bad this one can’t fly to the Hamptons to be there,” Sydney nodded her head towards Ashley in the front seat. “Everyone else is going to be there.” Morgan never received a wedding invitation, even though other members of the team had. Bee figured it was because he and Matt never became close during Matt’s time on the Leafs. Not that Bee cared – she had no idea who these people were besides her brief encounter with Sydney months ago during lunch with Aryne.

“I can’t fly!” Ashley defended herself. “My doctor said it’s way too risky.”

“I know, I know,” Sydney rolled her eyes playfully. “How have you been, Bee? How’s work?”

Bee couldn’t help but notice the way Sydney kept saying the word ‘work’, but she tried not to think much of it. Bee wanted to give her the benefit of the doubt. “Work is great, actually,” Bee said. “It keeps me busy, that’s for sure. But I love the team I work with, so it’s all good.”

“I bet you wished you could have quit for the playoffs,” Sydney commented. “How hard was it to travel to Boston with your work schedule?”

Bee tried not to make a face or furrow her brows. “I didn’t go to Boston.”

“Oh, you didn’t?” Sydney asked. She seemed genuinely shocked that Bee couldn’t travel, that she couldn’t follow Morgan regardless of how important the game way. “Hey Ash, where are we picking up Alannah?”

“Just at her hair salon on King. We’ll be there in like two minutes.”

Bee began to feel self-conscious. Morgan had never expressed that any WAGs would ever travel with the team during the playoffs. She assumed that the boys needed to stay focused, without distraction, and that significant others weren’t allowed to travel with them. Why did Sydney make it seem like it was so out of the ordinary that Bee didn’t go? Even if she could go, even if the significant others were allowed to travel with the team…she had work. She had a job. Responsibilities. She couldn’t just follow Morgan wherever he went because of hockey. She had a life too, and a career she was building – one as important as his – and she didn’t take that lightly.

When Alannah got in the car, the girls settled into a comfortable conversation – Ashley, Alannah, and Sydney more so, with Bee contributing every now and then – as Ashley made her way towards the Don Valley Parkway, the highway she’d need to take to get to the northern part of the city. As she turned on to Queen Street, driving through Moss Park on the east side of Toronto, Bee felt a sense of familiarity. Despite her circumstances now, she would never forget where she came from. These were the streets she grew up with – the streets that raised her, to an extent. The schools she attended. The apartment buildings she lived in. The parks she wandered through when –

“I don’t think I remember driving through this part of town! Ghettoooo!” Sydney giggled jovially from the backseat. “We heard so much about it when Matt wanted to go to that trendy restaurant but we never ended up coming ‘cause I convinced him not to.”

A shiver ran up Bee’s spine at Sydney’s comment. Yeah, it was the ghetto. It was one of the most depraved areas of Toronto. Public housing buildings dominated the neighbourhood. May families were low-income or relied on public assistance – like Bee and her mother had been. There were a lot of homeless shelters – many that Bee stayed in at some point in her young life. Bee was torn up at how out of touch Sydney made herself seem with that comment, so completely unaware of the area despite living in Toronto for two years…Bee didn’t know if it was a shock to her, or if she expected it.

And the fact that she had called it the ghetto with the tone of voice that she did. Like it was a joke.

Bee was quiet as they pulled up to a light. She looked towards Ashley in the driver’s seat before pointing to a building across from them that very much looked like public housing. “You see that building over there?” she asked. Ashley nodded her head, and Bee looked in the rear-view mirror to see Sydney and Alannah from the backseat looking as well. “I used to live there.”

Bee could see Sydney’s body stiffed in the backseat. “Ohmygod, you used to live here?”

“Yeah,” Bee nodded her head, trying to handle this with as much grace and maturity as she could even though Sydney had said what she said. “I grew up around here. I’ve lived in a couple of the buildings.”

“Well thank God you got out, huh?”

Bee bit her tongue so she wasn’t snippy. “Yeah. Thank God.”

***

“Oh my God Bee, your dress is sooooo cute!” Aryne exclaimed as she waddled over excitedly towards Bee with her arms stretched out, giving her a giant hug as she always did. “And your lipstick! That colour! I feel like Nigel from the Devil Wears Prada – my job here is done.”

Bee couldn’t help but giggle as she hugged Aryne back. “You’ll always be my fairy godmother, Aryne.”

“Good. Come on. Let me introduce you to my mom and some of my cousins.”

After a flurry of introductions, polite handshakes, small-talk, fruity drinks and some canapés, Bee let Aryne greet the next batch of guests who arrived as she re-joined Ashley, Alannah, and Sydney. Monique and Christina had joined, and Bee made sure to greet them. “That dress looks so cute on you, Bee!” Christina smiled as she went in for the hug.

“Thank you! God, I think I should wear it more often! I’ve been getting so many compliments,” she giggled. “I fell in love with the colours of the stripes.”

“It does look great,” Sydney agreed. “It's good you chose vertical stripes. They're slimming which is why it looks so great on you. Horizontal stripes are a big no no."

Bee’s breath hitched in her throat. Monique said something immediately after that made them switch subjects, but Bee was still stuck on the comment. She wished she wasn’t. She wished she could let it go and not care about it, but she couldn’t. It was like her Instagram DMs had taken a human form and she couldn’t get away. In front of her was a walking, talking embodiment of everything those girls wanted her to be, everything they thought Bee should be, and everything that she so clearly wasn’t. Sydney didn’t need to wear anything that was slimming because she was already slim. She didn’t need to think about what would look good and what clothes would flatter her body because everything would look good – with her blonde hair, perfectly plumped lips, cheekbones to die for, skin as clear as the sky, she looked like a fucking model.

Bee tried not to let it get the best of her as the baby shower went on. Everybody sat at their designated seats and munched on Caesar salad, a choice of either salmon filet or mushroom ravioli, and a peach and blueberry crumble. They played games, guessed the gender, and opened presents to much oohing and awing over how tiny everything was. Aryne seemed to appreciate Bee’s gift of a plush elephant and small collection of books to add to the baby’s library.

As the ladies ate their dessert, from beside Bee, Alannah nudged her gently. “Lucy texted me, told me you got a good deal on yoga pants. Lululemon?” she asked, forking some crumble into her mouth.

“Old Navy, actu--”

“Are you looking for a studio?” Sydney imposed on the conversation. Bee looked at her across the table. “I used to go to Moksha Yoga on King for hot yoga. And Jessica recommended this amazing personal trainer who works out of a gym on Adelaide. If you tell them my name, they’ll definitely help you with everything you need done.”

“Sydney,” Alannah stressed. So it wasn’t just Bee who was picking up on these things. Alannah had been listening for a long time too and, well, hell – Alannah was a lawyer. Reading between the lines on every single little thing said was practically her job. “I’m just asking about a deal on yoga pants.”

‘Do I look like I need to be helped? Do I look like I need everything done?’ Bee wanted to desperately to ask, but decided to hold her tongue.

“Listen, we can all tone up a bit,” Sydney shrugged her shoulders. “Like, I’m taking a boxing class right now to tone up before the wedding. We’ve had to take in the dress a bit more and my seamstress sort of hates me for it, but…it’s my wedding! I need to look my best, right? You understand, Alannah,” she tried to play it off, smiling and giggled and making it into a joke. “We all want to look good on our wedding day! Those are photos we’re going to have forever.”

“I get what you’re saying, Syd. I just wouldn’t advertise gyms or personal trainers to people unless they explicitly ask for it,” Alannah said.

“I don’t think Bee is offended, Alannah,” Sydney said as if it was the most ridiculous notion in the world. Bee was highly offended. “She knows how long and stressful the wedding planning has been.”

“She does?” Alannah asked.

“I do?” Bee asked, speaking for the first time in the entire conversation.

“Of course you do! Remember when we first met at lunch? I mentioned the second dress and the flower wall and the veil,” she said. Bee looked at her wide-eyed, shocked that Sydney would assume Bee would remember any detail about her wedding when she, nor her boyfriend, were even invited in the first place. “It was like, after the All-Star Break. When I was in town for my dress fitting on Valentine’s Day,” Sydney said. “I know you and Morgan were in Vancouver around that time, but you must remember.”

The fact that Sydney remembered, or even knew, that Morgan and Bee were in Vancouver during the All-Star Break was one thing – she must have seen the stolen pictures reposted on NHL WAG Instagram accounts. But at the mention of said All-Star Break, Alannah got physically uncomfortable. “Syd--”

“I’m sorry, I just remember that we met. I don’t remember the details. I must have forgotten about it,” Bee shrugged her shoulders, trying to drop it.

“How could you forget?” Sydney pressured.

“Sydney --”

“Because my mother died during the All-Star Break in January,” Bee revealed as calmly as she could, biting her tongue and looking Sydney dead in the eye, watching her squirm in her seat, the discomfort and the realization finally dawning on her. “Now can we drop it?”

A loud clink of a glass. Everybody settling down and silencing themselves. Aryne standing up from her spot at the head of the table, a giant smile on her face as she started her speech thanking everyone for coming and for all their gifts. Polite rounds of applause as she thanked her mom and her mother-in-law for hosting. Another polite round of applause when she finished her speech. A strained smile on Sydney’s face as she listened and clapped along. Side-eyes from Alannah, watching the space between Bee and Sydney, before focusing back on Aryne.

“I’ll be right back,” Bee said to Alannah as she stood up from her seat, making her way towards the bathrooms. Noticing that it was empty when she entered, Bee took a few seconds to look at herself in the mirror. The dress did look nice, and it did look cute on her, but because there were spaghetti straps, there was some underarm flab that the other girls didn’t have. If she was strategic, her hair could conceal it. Bee wondered if that’s what set Sydney off.

Bee was only human. There was only so much negativity she could take until she began to wonder if the words that constantly followed her around were true. She knew she wasn’t perfect – far from it – but she didn’t need her imperfections and insecurities pointed out to her at literally every given moment of the day. The Instagram DMs were a part of her life at this point – she’d never be able to get rid of them, and she made her peace with that long ago. They didn’t affect her as much, mostly because these girls didn’t know her, or Morgan, or anything to do with her life. But to hear similar comments coming from the mouth of someone in a similar situation, someone who knows this world and who has been in it for a while…it was different. Bee was taking her comments to heart, even though she knew she shouldn’t be. It was a rare moment of weakness for her – a moment of weakness she tried to desperately to overcome when it was anonymous random messages.

But in that moment of weakness, her thoughts and impulses got the best of her. She could only be so strong. She was only normal. She remembered what those girls said to her in the bathrooms at Scotiabank Arena and opened a new tab on her phone. ‘tumblr puckbunny Sydney esiason cassie’ she typed the random array of words quickly into the search bar, the first link giving her exactly what she wanted. An anonymous ask sending in screenshots of a Valentine’s Day post on someone’s profile and a comment thread below. The original comment on Instagram read ‘Fangirls in Toronto didn’t like Syd bc she called them out on their bullshit. The amount of girls trying to hook up with players there is ridiculous. They have no shame. So many succeed bc the guys are young and dumb. They’re all work as waitresses or bottle girls at clubs.’

Innocent enough, Bee thought. She was intrigued to know that Sydney had apparently called girls out. When the whole mess happened with Morgan, Bee distinctly remembered Steve Keogh telling her not to engage. She wouldn’t have put it past Sydney to not listen to him.

But then, Sydney’s response to the comment: ‘Girls in Toronto love to pretend to work only to quit when the playoffs come around’

Bee locked her phone as an automatic reaction because she couldn’t believe the words she’d just read. She unlocked her phone again. She read over the comments and noticed the answer written by the owner of the blog. ‘That’s definitely about Cassie, anon. Don’t know where u get off thinking it’s about Mo’s girl just bc that other anon sent in proof Bee got a job at Scotiabank. Everybody knows Cassie is a wannabe model and only got hired by that modelling agency bc her dad is friends with the owner. Cassie doesn’t work and comes from money but wants to be a ‘model’ and ‘influencer’ bc she’s barely literate.’

Bee felt like flushing her phone down the toilet. She felt like burying it in one of the flowerbeds outside so she could never see it again. She felt like taking the streetcar all the way down to Lake Ontario, attaching concrete blocks to her phone, and tossing it into the lake. ‘Girls in Toronto love to pretend to work’ repeated over and over in her head.

She couldn’t do this. She didn’t want to engage. Not today, at Aryne’s baby shower. Not ever.

She exited the stall, flattening out her dress and putting her phone back into her Chanel bag before the door opened again out of the corner of her eye. “Hey,” Sydney’s voice shocked her momentarily. Bee watched as she entered the washroom clutching her bag, letting the door close behind her. “Are you alright?”

Bee had held her tongue for most of the afternoon. She had tried to remain calm and quiet, stoic, and unbothered. But she couldn’t anymore. Not after Alannah heard it too. And now, with the two of them alone in a bathroom, she was finally going to use her voice. “Is there…I mean, is there a reason why you hate me so much?”

“What?” Sydney asked.

“All you’ve done today is insult me in every way possible.”

“Well I didn’t mean to.”

“But you kept doing it!” Bee stressed. “Every conversation we’ve had today, I felt like you were trying to undermine me somehow or make me feel like complete shit. And like…listen,” Bee took a deep breath. “I don’t need you to like me. Quite frankly, I don’t care if you do. You don’t mean anything to me and I don’t know you. But you need to at least respect me. And you weren’t even doing that.”

“I was trying to help you--”

“How? By insinuating I was fat and needed to lose weight?” Bee demanded. “By making me feel bad for having a career away from hockey?”

“Listen, I think you misunderstood--”

“Don’t take me for a fucking idiot, Sydney,” Bee spat, not even bothering to hold back the venom in her voice, looking her dead in the eye. It shut Sydney up really quick. “I’m sure you already know what comments I get regularly from girls in Toronto. It’s white noise at this point for how many I get. Every. Single. Day. You’ve been in this world for much longer than I have and you should know better. I really don’t need those types of comments from you too.”

There was a moment of silence between the two women as Sydney lowered her eyes and looked at the floor. Bee couldn’t help but cross her arms over her chest, waiting for a reply. “Listen…” Sydney began finally. “I’m sorry if you were offended--”

“I am offended.”

“Well I’m sorry,” she stressed, her voice more firm this time. “It’s just a really stressful time right now and I guess I said some things that were misconstrued. You don’t understand because you aren’t getting married or planning a wedding.”

Bee couldn’t help but roll her eyes. If a half-assed apology and some lame excuse were all she was going to get from her, then so be it. She would have to accept it. She wanted to end the conversation right there because she didn’t want to hear Sydney blame it on anything besides her sour attitude. “I’m sure you’re going to have a beautiful wedding and you’re going to look absolutely stunning, because you are. You just don’t need to insult other people, whether consciously or unconsciously, in order to do that.”

Bee made her way past Sydney, opening the door to the washroom and re-joining the baby shower. By this point, the wait staff was clearing the dessert dishes from the table. She settled into her seat, eating the last of her crumble. Alannah looked at her wide-eyed. “Is everything okay?” she asked.

“Just don’t say anything to Aryne,” Bee implored, and Alannah nodded her head.

***

“LET’S GO RAPTORS!” Bee shouted along with the rest of the fans, clapping and smiling as she looked between the jumbotron and the action on the court to see what was going on. Basketball was easier to understand than hockey for most things (although fouls still confused her – they could be called for the slightest of things, whereas in hockey it often seemed you needed to guillotine a guy to get a penalty called), so she was able to pick it up quicker. The energy inside of Scotiabank Arena was different than a Leaf game, that was for sure. The buzz that the Raptors could bring a championship to Toronto fed that feeling.

Bee sat with Morgan, munching on the last of their popcorn. So many of the boys – Naz, Patrick, Travis, Zach, Mitch, Connor, and Trevor – and their significant others were there cheering on the Raptors from an executive suite and the accompanying seats. Morgan had the free t-shirt they were given wrapped around his neck, and Bee had hers around her neck as well, not wanting to cover the brand new Raptors jersey Morgan bought for her when they got to the arena.

“Are you liking it so far, Bee?” Naz asked her as Morgan escaped to the washroom in between plays.

“I’m loving it,” she smiled. “No offence but it’s so much easier to understand than hockey.”

“Yeah, I get it,” Naz smiled. “I think it helps that they might fucking do this tonight. The city is going to go apeshit.”

“If they do, we have to be out there with them,” she said. “I think the last time people partied in the streets for a championship was when Team Canada won the gold medal in Vancouver, right?” she mused. “But I was only fifteen then. Couldn’t exactly party.”

“Even then. It was Team Canada, but it wasn’t a Toronto team,” he said. “It’s gonna be nuts. And if we win it at home it makes it that much sweeter.”

As the play resumed, Morgan still hadn’t made it back to his seat. Bee and Naz watched intently as the Raptors began a play that ended up in a pretty awesome shot by Kyle Lowry. Though Bee was focused on watching, she noticed Naz look behind him out of the corner of her eye and yell ‘Hurry up bro!’. After a few more back and forths, Kawhi Leonard shot an incredible three-pointer, giving the Raptors the lead. Everybody went crazy – Bee and Naz stood up from their seats, throwing their hands up in the air. Bee looked to her right to see Morgan doing the same, an excited smile on his face before he went in to give Naz a giant hug. They began jumping together with excitement and Bee couldn’t help but laugh – they looked like little boys, especially Morgan with his backwards cap on. He managed to shuffle past Naz and hug her too, squeezing her tightly and lifting her up off the ground. After he set her down, he kept his arms around her as he kissed her.

“They’re gonna do it! They’re really gonna do it!” he screamed.

But they didn’t. After a last minute surge, the final score was 106-105 for the Golden State Warriors. Another heartbreak. The series was 3-2, and the Raptors would be heading back to California. Despite the loss, everybody seemed in generally good spirits, given the score. Considering it was so close, and considering the Raptors were still up a game, there was a major hunch that the Raptors would end the series next game, in Golden State’s arena.

“So what did you think?” Morgan asked as they got into his car in the Scotiabank Arena parking lot. “Your first basketball game. Sorry they lost.”

Bee snorted. There was no reason for him to apologize. He wasn’t even on the team. “It was a blast, Morgan. I’m going to have to write a thank you note to Kyle and Masai for the tickets.”

“You don’t have to do that,” he said absent-mindedly.

“Of course I do. It’s polite,” she countered. “Tickets for this game were going for thousands of dollars. And we were in a private box with catering. It would be impolite not to.”

“Okay, okay,” he smiled, grabbing her hand across the console as they drove out of the parking garage. “You look cute in that jersey.”

She smirked as she gave him some side-eye. “Oh yeah? How so?”

Morgan shrugged her shoulders. “I don’t know. You just do.”

“Do you prefer a Raptors jersey on me or a Leafs jersey?” she asked.

Morgan gave her a look, causing her to giggle. “I think you know the answer to that question,” he said, his voice low. “Never saw the number 44 look so good, that’s for sure.”

“You’re lucky blue goes with my eyes better than red does,” she said, giving him a wink. “I think blue is my colour.”

“Oh, blue is definitely your colour.”

***

“Come up baby. Come up,” Bee cooed as she patted on the couch. Bruce looked up at her, meowing as he finally jumped up. “Hi baby! Hi Brucey,” she scratched underneath his chin. “You wanna come cuddle with us?”

Instead of cuddling into Bee like he usually did, Bruce began to climb on top of Morgan, exploring and even falling off of him before jumping back on. Morgan watched with an amused look on his face despite being focused on the hockey analysts on TV just moments ago. He had decided he wanted to watch the Stanley Cup Final game – Boston versus St. Louis – if only because his old friend and teammate Tyler Bozak was playing on St. Louis now and Morgan wanted him – and only him – to win. He made that abundantly clear. He only wanted “Bozie” to win.

Bee knew there were going to be a lot of emotions that night. She knew they would be thinking that it could have been Morgan and the Leafs in this position, so she made sure to prepare accordingly – extra buttery popcorn, chocolate chip cookies, and Sweet Chili Heat Doritos were already in bowls in front of them on their coffee table, just in case. And because she knew he would need it, she designated herself to be the big spoon. As they cuddled on the couch, Morgan laid his head on her chest instead of the other way around, like it usually was. She was already running her fingers through his hair gently as he had watched the pre-show.

“He’s definitely his mother’s son,” he commented as Bruce meowed, participating in a delicate balancing act of walking along Morgan’s legs.

Bee gave him a playful side-eye. “Is that supposed to be a compliment or an insult?” she asked.

“You decide,” he winked. Bruce meowed again. “He definitely has Springsteen’s voice, that’s for sure,” Morgan giggled.

“He wants the world to know he has something to say,” Bee said. “Don’t you, Brucey?” Another meow as he walked back up Morgan’s legs, causing them both to laugh. “Come cuddle, Brucey. Give us a concert another time,” she patted the spot on the couch in front of her again.

“Maybe he’s trying to say he wants St. Louis to win,” Morgan mused.

“Maybe he’s telling Nick Kypreos to shut up,” Bee mused as well, garnering a snort from Morgan. “Then he’d really be his mother’s son.”

“You’re something else, Briony McTavish,” he said, leaning his head up to kiss her before snuggling it into her chest again. He let out a content sigh as he continued to watch the analysts speak. “I love this,” he said quietly, almost a whisper.

“You love what?”

“This. Us being like this. Me, you, Bruce,” Morgan said as he scratched Bruce’s ears.

Bee couldn’t help but smile. “Me too.”

The game was decent. Boston lost, which Bee was happy about, and Tyler Bozak won the Stanley Cup, which Morgan was happy about. Bee got to watch Brad Marchand cry – a true highlight – and Morgan texted Tyler’s wife Molly a congratulations message, though he was sure she wouldn’t be checking her phone for hours. As they watched the presentation of the Conn Smythe Trophy to Ryan O’Reilly and the official presentation of the Stanley Cup to the St. Louis Blues, Morgan didn’t take his eyes off the screen. Bee made sure she kept running her fingers through his hair. She made sure that her body was as close to his as possible, that his hand keeping warm between her thighs was held on to.

As they watched each of the players scream in pure elation as they hoisted the Stanley Cup, Bee placed a gentle kiss on Morgan’s forehead. “That’ll be you and the boys one day,” she whispered against his skin.

“I know,” he said softly, not taking his eyes off the screen. “One day. And you’ll be out on the ice with me.”

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dprwolfgang · 5 years ago

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Old Dog, New Bitch // Richard Camacho

This is set in 2018 for specific purposes and blonde Yashel just makes me feel things sooooo enjoy mi gente.

Richard x OC (feat. Ario Armanie)

Some cursing,Some fluff,a dash of angst and Yashel being a tease.

“Babe you home?” Ario calls out as he enters her apartment.It had been awhile since they’ve spent any time together and finally both their schedules had aligned.The takeout he brought is left on the kitchen counter as he makes his way to her bedroom.

Ario didn’t know what he expected when he walked into her room but it wasn’t the sight of her in a little black dress that he’d told her on numerous occasions that he didn’t like her wearing out in public.

“Where are you going?” He questions,arms crossed over his chest as he leans against the door frame.

“Out.”

“What about date night? You couldn’t have told me ahead of time?” He questions slightly agitated at her nonchalant behavior.

She scoffs and turns to face him after applying a spritz of the brown sugar and vanilla body spray she always wore. “Suddenly you wanna have date night when you haven’t showed up for one in six months Ario? A little late don’t ya think?”

“I’ve been busy with work! You know this.So what if I missed a couple? I’m here now aren’t I?”

“You can have date night with your other woman ‘cause I already got plans and I’m not canceling so have fun and lock up when you leave.” She pats his chest on the way out of her bedroom.

She leaves him in her apartment and heads out knowing fully well that he wouldn’t stay two minutes after she left.Niana sat in her car and waited because she knew he’d leave and that he wouldn’t call.Once he gets into his car and leaves so does she.Heading to the one person who she trusts fully right now.

______

“Nia,Nia,Nia!” Aaliyah calls excitedly as she sees her coming.

“Hey princess,hey Yoshi.” she places a kiss on the little girl’s forehead before turning to Yashua who’s busy filling his face with what looks like his mom’s sancocho.

“Richard’s not home yet and mom has Aaliyah for the weekend so you two have enough time to sort things out.” He says once he’s finished chewing.

After they both leave Niana is left alone with her thoughts.It’s not like she was cheating on Ario even though that’s what he’d been doing but more so Richard was the only person she felt that she could talk to without being judged.

She changes into one of Richard’s sweatshirts and a pair of comfortable shorts before making her way back down to the kitchen.Yashua had finished the sancocho and so she sets about making something for her and Richard.She’s in the middle of making tostones when her phone rings,the caller id letting her know that Ario was calling which was shocking as he never calls first after they have disagreements or arguments.

She answers the phone but is instead greeted by the voice of a woman that sounds all too familiar.After everything she’d done for her,this is what she turns around and does? She continues to listen to their conversation until the call cuts just as what sounded like a moan was heard.No doubt in her mind that the call wasn’t an accident.Certain that she made the right decision,she sends him the message she’d had in her notes for awhile now and then gets back to cooking.

Richard gets home just as she turns off the stove.He gives her a hug before going to take a quick shower.Niana is seated at the table,dinner already plated and a glass of wine in hand as she waits for him.Richard knows he shouldn’t be having the type of thoughts he’s been having but he enjoyed spending time with her like this.He found that even when Aaliyah wasn’t with him that his house still felt like a home whenever she was around and on the days when neither were around he either worked late or stayed with his parents.They had met through Zabdiel’s girlfriend Amará and had been friends ever since so how had it taken him so long to realize that the feelings he often brushed aside was something more than a little crush?

Once he sits they have dinner with minimal small talk but at some point he notices that she’s just aimlessly pushing her food around when he knows that it’s one of her favorite dishes and he notes another thing that he loves about her.She was beautiful in her own way even now with a pout on her face,no makeup,one of his sweatshirts on with her hair in a messy bun and her glasses on he really couldn’t help but lose his train of thought.

“Alright,what’s bothering you?” He questions. “don’t tell me it’s nothing either,what’d he do now?” He knew her and Ario had been going through some shit for the past couple months and she really was trying to make things work but the look she was giving him now told him that she was done and she’d had enough.

“Did you know?”

“Qué?”

“Don’t play dumb with me Yashel,” she sits back in her seat and downs the rest of her wine. “Did you know that Ario and Paloma have been fucking each other behind our backs?” She asks and he’s a bit taken back.He had his suspicions that she’d been fucking around but he had no proof and he certainly didn’t think it would be with a friend.

“Do you honestly think I wouldn’t have told you if I knew? C’mon now Nia we’re better than that and you know it. I had a feeling she was fucking around but I had no proof.”

They both sit in silence until she sighs.

“Lo siento, I shouldn’t have snapped at you like that. It’s just that I feel so fucking stupid,like how do you just turn around and fuck your friend’s man when they’ve been telling you about the shit they’re going through with said man? How do you find it in your heart to cheat on a man who’s fucking amazing like sure he’s rough around the edges but none of us are perfect! I don’t get the logics of this shit,we’re good people so why’d they do us like that?”

“It’s fine nena...look bad shit happens to good people all the time but we can’t let that stop us from being decent human beings.Yeah it’s fucked up that they did that to us but we’ll be fine because before I met her it was you and I and before him it was me and you and if they can’t see how fucking amazing we are then that’s their lost because it’s always gonna be Rich and Nia.We got each other if nobody got us so hold your head high and gimme a smile.” Richard says smiling at her and she can’t help the smile that takes over her faces.

“So...what now?”

“Now I can do this.” Richard doesn’t wait for a reply before he kisses her softly.He pulls back and looks at her and smiles sadly. “I know that the kiss is probably gonna confuse things but please don’t think that I’m using you to get over Paloma. I know you took the offer in Korea and I would’ve been really mad at myself if I let you leave without doing that.You’re gonna go to Korea and when you get back we’re gonna go on a proper date and do all that cliche stuff before I make you mine officially.”

“What about Paloma?” Niana asks looking Yashel in the eyes.

“She actually broke up with me before I got home.She asked to talk so I went over after our studio session.Everything was normal until she started talking about how I let Aaliyah be around you but I never let her meet Aaliyah and then she started accusing me of cheating with you and that she couldn’t do it anymore.She had hickies that I knew I didn’t give because I haven’t touched her in months and as soon as I mentioned that she started behaving crazy so I told her that since she can’t do it anymore then maybe it’s for the best,I left and now we’re here.” He shrugs,both hands resting on her exposed thighs.

Niana stands and Yashel is quick to follow.She takes a hold of his hands,intertwining their fingers as she raises his right hand and presses her lips to the back of his hand.

“Gracias por todo y me encantaría ir a una cita cliché cuando regrese.” She pecks his lips and wraps her arms around his waist,resting her head on his shoulder as his arms secured around her waist.

“Wanna go for a drive to clear our heads?”

“How is it you always voice what’s in my head?” She questions and he smiles.

“It’s what happens when energies align the way they’re supposed to nena,now go put on some shoes,I’ll go get a shirt and we can go to the store first.” He kisses her forehead before heading back to his room.

____

“Hold up..I got a confession,while you was out doing her I was out doing him,had to teach you a lesson..” Niana sung along with Yashel as Yashua recorded unbeknownst to them.

They were on their way to drop Niana off at the airport and neither was ready to say goodbye.

She’d become like a sister to Yashua and seeing the way she treated his niece and brother and his family like her own was enough for him.When others misjudged him or even if he just needed someone to talk to other than Yashel he knew he could go to her.

“Can’t teach an old dog new tricks, ain’t gon be the one you screwing, you made your bed boy you better lay in it..”

Yashua laughs at the irony of the song they’re both singing.Neither had cheated but been cheated on by the ones they trusted.

“Nia what time’s your flight again?” He asks.

“At midnight.”

Nothing more is said throughout the drive.Once they get to the airport and check her in Yashel is stuck to her side.

“You know it’s not too late for me to turn down the offer.” She says, idly playing with Yashel’s hair as his face was buried in her neck.

“I’m not letting you do it. I’ll be fine just let me have these last few moments before you leave for a year.” He mumbles pulling her closer to the point where she’s basically sitting on his lap. “I’ll be waiting until you get home. We’ll talk despite the time differences and..”

“Yash I’m not gonna ask you to not see other people.You’re fresh out of a relationship and I’m gonna be gone for a year.If you wanna test the waters it’s cool, if you wanna wait it’s cool, either way do whatever makes you happy.” She says and his grip on her tightens.He knew she was right but the thought of some random person seeing and touching what was his didn’t sit well with him.

His jealousy gets the best of him as he doesn’t realize he’s kissing, biting and sucking up and down the column of her throat and under her ear until her hips roll against his and her hand in his hair grips hard pulling him away.

“Don’t start what you can’t finish Rich,”

“Jesús it’s gonna be a long year.” He groans.

“Don’t get too famous on me while I’m gone.”

“No promises nena but promise me one thing,” he says and she nods.

“Promise that even if you don’t feel the same about me when you get out there or even if you meet someone that you’ll still be apart of Aaliyah’s life no matter what happens between us.”

“I promise.”

“Flight 69 to Frankfurt boarding now.” They heard the monotone voice of a woman announce.Neither wanted to say goodbye and as brave as she was trying to be Richard could see the unshed tears in her eyes.He knew that this was something she’d worked hard for and he wasn’t about to be selfish and make her stay.

As they getting closer to the boarding area Niana takes her carry on from Yashua.She hugs him, telling him to be strong and keep smiling before she turns to Yashel who had taken off his hat and pulled his hood all the way over his head.He grasps her chin with one hand using the other to pull her closer and he kisses her.

Slow and sweet and irrevocably just Richard.She feels everything he wants to say the same way he does her.They pull apart when a final boarding call is made and with one last peck to his lips she whispers to him before she’s walking away.

Yashua and Richard leave once her flight takes off, both posting pictures and wishing her a safe flight.Head against the window as Yashua drives, Richard can’t help but smile as he thinks of her and what she whispered before she left.

As if reading his mind Yashua asks, “ what did Nia say to you before she left? You haven’t stopped smiling.”

To anyone else they may have just been simply words but he knew the meaning they held and that’s all he needed.

“Rich and Nia pa’ siempre.”

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itsakpopalypse · 5 years ago

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Strong Enough

GORGEOUS moodboard by my BB @lovesfaith thank you sooooo much

Red Panda Familiar Chan/ Witch! Reader warnings: slight mention of animal violence none depicted or described in detail. mostly fluff.

Your familiar wasn’t…. Experienced.

In fact, he had been chosen by fate early in life, and had grown into his oversized feet and hands as time went on. You’d only been bonded roughly 15 circulations, still relatively early for both of you. The aging process of Witches and Familiars was always… complex.

You’d been nearing your 80th circulation when you matched (right on schedule) and somehow the familiar you were given by fate was still learning the ropes. He hadn’t taken his trials yet!!

Now, at this point fully matured but still… inexperienced, sheltered, maybe… Which was partially your fault. You weren’t much for other witches… or people.. Or sentient beings of any kind. You kept to yourself and you kept him away from the gossip that you knew would hurt him.

People had judged his matching to you, saying you must try the ritual again until you got a more useful partner. You had stubbornly refused, pulling the small red panda into your arms as his big, dark eyes gazed up at you so full of sadness.

The place you had come from, even after Elder Diron taking over, things had not improved, leading to you disengaging from the coven.

You’d gone as far as to use a ribbon cutting spell to sever ties, relocated near the river, far, far from where you’d begun.

The last contact you’d had with anyone was to take Chan to and from the Occultatum, the place of the Familiars for his trials… you’d let HIM travel back several times when he missed friends, someone he called BK and a Hawk he said he always looked up to. You loved hearing his excited rambles when he returned from his visits, but you always ached when he was gone for longer than a day or two.

You were perfectly content to live alone quietly, but the bond you shared, your protectiveness over him, they were too strong for you.

Some time ago, you’d realized even though you babied him, there was more to the connection than at first seemed… something that scared you beyond comprehension. The last thing you would want is to drag him into something out of some misplaced idea of duty, though, so you had made sure to mask everything. There wasn’t a single reason he had to know, now was there?

You were pulled from your thoughts with a loud crashing inside, and you knew without even going in, that it was Chan, in some desperate attempt to garner your favor (which he already had) accidentally knocking something over.

You were an eclectic witch, since you were on your own, but you had originally been called by seer magick, so as long as one of your methods of divination wasn’t totally destroyed, you wouldn’t be mad. He was dear to you in so many ways and you would hate to dull his enthusiasm. Also there wasn’t much excitement in your life, and his chaos at least added intrigue.

Upon entering, you found him cleaning up a pot and soil, shattered on the ground with one of your (thankfully not magickal) plants, and a very apologetic face.

He smiled wryly at you, eyes sad, opening his mouth.

“It’s okay, Channie.” You said before he had a chance to begin his long winded and excitable apology.

He let out a sigh and went back to his task, looking dejected. You neared him when something began to tingle in the base of your skull, you recognized the telltale signs of a vision and put your hand on his back to signal him that you may need him.

He stood quickly, eyes wide as he caught you under the arms around your waist and you sunk backwards into him, the blackness entering your vision before overtaking you totally.

The sky was black, stars blinking out of existence one by one. Four voices chanted, two male two female. Their red and black outfits were leathery and distinct but for some reason unclear to you. You could tell something bad was coming, the air itself felt like electricity, but like it was being sucked in through the sky. The air shimmered in blues and greens, swirling and intertwining before being absorbed by the group as they outstretched their hands.

In the middle of the circle lay a pile of animal corpses. That alone was disgusting to you, but what you noticed upon closer inspection was that the corpses were actually not animals… one was mid shifting… these were familiars…

You felt nausea like you had never experienced in your life as one of them bore a distinct resemblance to the red panda that you so adored. The tallest man in your view locked eyes with you in your vision, a cruel smirk on his face, eyes shifting yellow before returning to their normal black.

You gasped, then you were laying in Chan’s arms. He was mumbling into your hair and stroking it. You couldn’t make out the words, your ears were ringing, but there were tears in his eyes.

Slowly, your senses returned, you smiled gently at him, his eyes still wet as you reached up to gently touch his face. “Thanks Channie. I can always count on you.”

“This one scared me, Y/N. You were making the worst sounds this time. You sounded like you were in pain. I hated this vision. Are you okay?” His voice was so soft, and it wobbled a little like he was close to tears.

You tried to assure him you’d be fine, but you were still coming to the world around you, and you were struggling more than usual to get your bearings.

His furrowed brow and pout made your heart swell with affection, and you let him help you to the couch nearby. He still refused to let go of you though, pulling you into his arms and resting your head on his shoulder. “You just stay right here until you feel normal again.” He said and the way his fear twisted in your own chest through your connection was enough to squeeze the air from your lungs, like a vine it constricted and pulled at you. You knew, deep down, you knew how afraid he was. How inadequate he often felt, especially since his particular breed of familiar seemed … less than useful to a seer like yourself.

His heartbeat pounded against your ribs, he pulled you in so tight. His breath beat softly against the top of your hair as he turned his face closer, rubbing your arms and back with soothing motions.

You wished you knew how to tell him that this was the kind of thing he was so good at, comforting you when your visions hit, being there with you when you feared people. The way he never judged your shyness or general dislike of the public. The way he encouraged you to get outside your comfort zone…

He was incredibly useful, if only you knew how to say that. He had it in his head that useful meant physically capable. To you, useful meant a lot more. You had never been gifted with expressing yourself or your emotions, so it ended up going unsaid.

You just wanted him to believe in himself.

“Thank you.” Was what you said instead, leaning back to give him a small smile as your senses returned.

His eyes were still worried and the crease between his brows was deep, but his lips pulled upwards as though he was trying to smile, before he leaned in and nuzzled your nose in that habit he had developed.

His forehead rested against yours for a moment as he took deep breaths, eyes shut, clearly trying to center himself. When he pulled away again, clutching the sides of your face, his normally bright smile had returned. He grinned and kissed your nose. “You’re welcome, Y/N. I’m just glad I was close by! What did you see?” His words always ran together a little when he was excited, bumping into each other as they fell off his lips. You found it endearing, his constant excitement.

“I’m not sure.. I will have to do more meditation to find out more.” You said, leaning back as your heart slammed into your chest. You were very lucky he wasn’t very observant to the bond and how it transmitted things…

Chan was many things, but observant wasn’t the foremost. He was observant of you, and your feelings, but he wasn’t always the best at INTERPRETING them. He understood your feelings of distress, but sometimes he couldn’t differentiate between your normal affection and these.. Fairly new feelings that had arisen. Which was good. It was best to keep things normal between you. Especially for him.

“Right, of course. Your visions are always kind of cryptic when they’re new. I’ll be patient.” He was a little dejected, his lips pursing the exact way that made your heart twist, but his voice and face were soft when he finished, now stroking down the sides of your arms, turned towards you on the couch. His nose scrunched as he forced a smile and leaned in close, touching your nose to his. It was a habit he had always had- originally only showing up in his animal form, but somehow it had bled into his human body too.

You truly didn’t mind, aside from the fact that the closeness made your cheeks burn.

“Hey, maybe we can go into town later? I have to pick up some supplies, and while we are there we can stop in to the Occultatum on the way back if you want. See your friends?”

With the mention of his brothers, his face lit up with excitement. His smile was large and pure.

“Can we? I’ll send a note, I hope they can come!” He began to rise before pausing, looking over your face with his nose pressed against yours- a habit from his familiar form that bled into human life. When he did though, you began to smile, and he mirrored you. He wiggled his face back and forth, blessing you with his cute little butterfly kisses of glee as he shot off to notify his friends.

Once he was out of sight you took a deep and heavy breath, trying to shake off both your vision, and the feelings rising in your chest.

You clutched over your heart a few times, knowing you needed to see The Unclaimed. She would know, she always knew.

—

As you entered the Occultatum, knowing that Chan would take off to see his friends, you turned to suggest he do so, but noticed he was staring at you already, not with his normal smile, instead it seemed he was deep in thought. When you caught his eye they widened, and pink spread across the top of his nose and cheeks.

“What is it?” You asked, tipping your head down, unsure why he was blushing but you felt warmth working its way onto your own face.

Before he could answer you heard the stomping of feet as one man, a bit shorter than Chan with a big, sly smile and shining golden eyes, ran up and swept him into a hug. Chan laughed, as the two reunited, soon, Chan was dragging you over by your waist, pushing you in front of himself as another man with a permanent pout strolled up with his hands in his pockets and a severe look on his face.

“This is my Y/N. You guys haven’t met her yet but honestly she’s just the best. She’s the only reason I made it through my trials the circulation after we were bonded.” He squeezed your waist, locking his hands around you, resting his chin on your shoulder beside your neck.

The entire thing put you out of your comfort zone. You felt anxiety build, you wanted to make and excuse and cower, but these people were important to Chan. He absolutely sensed your apprehension and quietly nuzzled your ear. “They’ll love you, Y/n. You’re amazing. They have to.”

With brows furrowed and eyes down, you nodded, taking strength from his belief. “Hello Y/N. We truly have only heard the best about you.” The golden eyed man said with a less mischievous, more pretty smile. “I’m Byeongkwan and that,” He hooked a thumb behind him to indicate the other man. “Is Donghun. He’s kind of protective of Channie and also his face just looks like that. He’s a lot nicer than he looks.” He leaned in and lowered his voice as though telling you a secret. “It’s a Hawk familiar thing. They always look all… Mean.”

“I heard you, you brat.” Donghun replied, rolling his very pretty and intense eyes. They were something of a deep red, almost brown, but not quite. He gave you a flat wave. “It’s nice to finally meet you.” He grabbed your hand, engulfing it with both of his, which were, in retrospect, quite large. It was a warm gesture, and when he smiled it softened the entirety of his face.

“I-I’m quite happy to meet you both. Chan is very fond of you.” Your voice came out stilted and uncomfortable, you hated the burn on your face as you extricated your hand from Donghun and lowered your eyes to your feet, which were scuffing in the dirt as you tried to regain your composure. Chan nuzzled in gently, before pulling you away from them, tucking you under one arm instead of clutching onto you from behind. This allowed him to put his body closer to the two familiars he loved so dearly, and gave you much needed space.

“She’s probably going to head over to The Unclaimed while we are here. They go back a ways, and she needs to ask her about a recent vision.” He cast worried dark eyes in your direction before smiling at the other two. “You can go if you need to, but you are welcome to stay with us, Y/N.” he was leaving you an out, and you loved him SO much for it, but you also wanted to make him proud, and understand the people he loved so much.

You cleared your throat and smiled as brightly as you could. “I’ll stay.. If that’s okay, just for a little while?”

The surprised pride on Chan’s face made it worth it. He knew how hard it was for you to be around people, especially those you weren’t used to. He didn’t expect you to interact much, you knew, but knowing he was there, and proud of you filled you with courage. He kept you close as you all discussed where to eat and got settled in. Every so often he’d clutch your hand, rubbing his thumb up and down the side of it reassuringly especially when you were trying to contribute to the conversation.

It was nice, meeting them, and it didn’t take long for you to realize both familiars were soft hearted like your own, and were just a little different than what you were used to.. At least at first. At some point the conversation got.. Uncomfortable for you. Too real. Byeongkwan was bragging about the recent kiss with his own witch, proudly exclaiming that he had made sure she wouldn’t be bothered anymore.

Donghun eyed the fox for a moment as though trying to figure something out for himself before focusing on the napkins on the table. “You’re ridiculous. Why did you need to stake your claim like that? I bet she wouldn’t like you kissing and telling like this.” He said giving the fox a light glare.

“Eh. She knows how I am. She loves me anyway. Besides, just because YOU TWO are stuck in limbo doesn’t mean I have to be.”

At that the air around you all froze. Your eyes widened and you suddenly had to focus on your hands entwined with Chan’s under the table. Quickly you disentangled your fingers and scooted away. Chan choked on his drink, you could feel his heartbeat speed up.

Donghun looked at Byeongkwan who was trying his absolute best to look innocent but it didn’t work. That sly fox grin was tugging at one corner of his mouth as he stood and escaped Donghun who was presently lunging for him. “You BRAT.” He started, but was too slow as Byeongkwan was already at the door.

“See you guys gotta get home to my lady LOVE YOU GUYS!!!”

Donghun slumped, looking back and forth between you shrewdly. After clearing his throat and throwing down some payment before mumbling that it was nice to meet you and shuffling out with a more sour expression.

You finally got the courage to look at Chan, but he wouldn’t meet your eyes. He did that habit he had, where he shook his head to himself and it spread his hair across his brow, then threw down a few coins also and ushered you out with almost no words… Something anyone knew was out of character for the pleasant and sociable man.

You wanted to change the subject, anything to combat the itching at the base of your skull from the strange tension that had developed. “I uh. I have to see the Unclaimed I. You should go to see your other friend. The one you won’t let me meet.” You were trying to seem lighthearted but both of you could feel the heaviness between you. Unspoken words, confusion. What had that fox begun? You weren’t sure there was a going back to normal now.

He nodded quietly, maintaining his distance as he refused to look at you- already abnormal behavior- and replied with a mumbled out “Yeah, let’s meet later.” Before he was gone.

It wasn’t your proudest moment, especially when his sadness pulled at your bond, gently begging you to reconsider and just be near him, but you kept your face in the other direction and walked on towards the Unclaimed.

You had to get through one crisis before tackling another.

—-

The Unclaimed’s hut was just outside the Occultatum, on the edge of a cliff that overlooked the ocean below. The water was alive with activity, and you knew she knew you were coming.

Your eyes met from the window and a smile lifted the corner of her darkly painted lips. Her eyes were shining purple, a new development, but the unclaimed seemed to always be challenging the known powers of seers. She didn’t wave or greet you at the door, it was enough that she had seen you. You entered and closed the door behind you, eager for answers on a few separate subjects.

You scraped off the bottoms of your shoes on the thick mat woven from reeds, not bothering to speak until she had greeted you.

Two steaming tea cups sat at her small round table by the window that overlooked the cliff, and her dark cloak swirled around her as she smiled.

“Y/N, my dear, I’d ask how you’ve been but.. I know.” She smirked and giggled to herself, gesturing for you to sit.

“I assume you’ve been well. You look healthy.” You reply, taking the stool furthest from the window.

“Mhm. Change comes for all of us, some more than others. But darkness comes for all.” The crease between her brow gave you pause.

“So you’ve seen it.” You said, tracing the shells on the outside of the delicate cup, staring into the leaves settled in through the light amber liquid.

“I have. Let’s settle it together. How does black mirror sound?”

You nod. It was probably for the best. You prepared yourself for a busy and draining afternoon.

—

You were laid out on the soft fabric of the Unclaimed’s couch, the world still spinning. Several revelations and a LOT of power later, you had gotten some of the answers you needed.

“He’s on his way dear.” The Unclaimed called, “I have to travel down to the beach, will you be alright until he arrives?”

“Yes. Thank you.” Your throat felt dry and your words came out a bit cracked, but it got the point across.

When the door finally opened, you felt relief cut through the exhaustion. Your Channie had arrived.

His footsteps were hurried as he raced to check on you. At first all you could see were his large round eyes as he gazed into yours. “Are you okay? Y/N! I can’t believe you used so much when I wasn’t here! This is so.” His lower lip protruded and a wrinkle formed between his brow, obviously upset at you. “This was dangerous. I shouldn’t have let you come.” He wasn’t just upset. The waver in his voice told you he was angry. Knowledge of him told you he was angry at himself. He felt like he needed to stay by your side, and he had let you down by not doing so.

You’d have answered but he was already swooping you up into his arms and quickly exiting the premises.

“We’re staying here tonight. You can’t travel like this. We’ll go to the lodge for now. I know you don’t like sleeping anywhere but home but I promise you’ll like it here. Plus I will be sure to get a room that has plenty of space for us and a nice fireplace that will-” You pressed your finger to his lips to slow his ramble. You knew it was his nerves.

“I’ll be fine. Thank you Chan.”

He paused, staring into your eyes as though making a decision before shifting your weight and nodding- more to himself than to you.

Upon arrival at the inn he finally allowed you down, but insisted in keeping you glued to his side, one arm around your waist.

You knew it was to keep you up in you weakened state but part of you couldn’t help the rush you felt. The flutter that never seemed to abate. After checking in and getting settled in front of the fireplace with a book and a tea, you watched as Chan paced the room in his red panda state for a while. Crawling up into the window, his tail swayed, nearly knocking down a vase.

He looked at you with his head cocked when he realized you were watching him over your book instead of being engrossed as you normally would.

He climbed down and carefully, with extreme gentleness, reared onto his back legs and pawed at the air, before he crawled up into your lap and nuzzled into your side, peeking up at you with pleading eyes.

Happy to oblige, you set the book aside and scratched behind his ears, which forced those cute little pleased chirps from him. You smiled fondly and wondered if you would discuss the earlier events or if you would both just try to resume normal life,

As always, he read your mood. “We should probably discuss.. The thing earlier.”

Your fingers curled in his fur, not tugging, just digging deep in the soft thick coat for comfort. He was always so direct about emotions in a way you struggled with. You looked up to him for his emotional maturity, especially since it was something you still felt so unequipped for.

“I suppose.” You murmured, scooping him up into your arms to bury your face in the fur behind his head for comfort. His tail wrapped around your wrist, loosening your grip so he could turn and grab your face in his tiny paws and pressing his nose to yours.

You stared at each other for several minutes before he climbed back off your lap and left the room, you assumed to maintain decency and come back as a human. Your assertion proved correct as he came back in his slacks, a shirt slung over his shoulder instead of on his body.

You felt your cheeks light up and shifted your gaze to the fire again.

“Not this time Y/N. Maybe. Maybe I need you to look at me and listen to something I have to say. Okay?”

You nodded, eyes drifting over his bare torso and locking on to his face. He meant business and you would allow him to talk even if you died of embarrassment in the meantime.

“Y/N… I always. I always looked up to other familiars right? Because the type of animal they had corresponded well to their witch. Complimented their powers. I know you know that I wanted to be strong for you, helpful for you, but I always mess stuff up. I’m constantly too excited and clumsy. You had to help me prepare for trials I should have completed before we bonded. I never felt strong enough to be here.” You wanted to protest but he shushed you with a finger on your lips, dropping to his knees in front of your chair.

“I think though, that you should know that there’s a reason I did. I always, always thought you were the most amazing witch I’d ever seen. Forget that. The most amazing being. I wanted to be someone you could see, not just as this kid you have to take care of but also as a man. Is that… is that.” He looked away, puffing out his cheeks as he gathered courage. “Is that something you can do? Ever? Or am I wasting my time hoping?”

The look in his eyes almost broke you but you just nodded. “I. Maybe I do, already?” You barely choked the words out, feeling hot all over at the admission.

He made a squeaking noise that startled you as he cupped your face in both his hands, smiling so brightly that his whole face lit up. “Really??? You do?” He showered your cheeks in kisses that started so, so gentle, before rubbing your noses together again and letting out a sigh.

“Yes really.” You were breathless from his affection, and still scared of the clutching in your chest. “You were always strong enough Chan. You help me deal with situations I would have avoided totally. I have never in my life sat with so many people and conversed. You’re strong in all the ways I couldn’t ever be.”

He pulled back with a gasp, face unreadable as he leaned in, swallowing heavily when your lips were only centimeters apart. So close his breath warmed your face, but he was waiting to see if you’d pull back. When you didn’t, he licked his lips one more time and then pressed them to yours. It was like a whisper, a ghost of a kiss that still somehow made your breath catch.

You felt your eyes drift closed as his hands worked their way back into your hair, tugging you deeper into the kiss, becoming more and more heartfelt.

When he pulled back and stared at you in awe he looked dazed. “So then. You. You’re mine.” He nodded more to himself than to you.

“I was always yours Chan, in some way or another.” and though your face was still aflame, his happiness alone was enough to assure you.

“We aren’t going back to the hut.” You said after a moment, standing up with his hands clutching yours. “I have to study under the Unclaimed. Somethings have to be discerned.”

“I’ll go anywhere with you.” Chan replied, pulling you into a tight embrace.

It was nice, you realized, and not all people were so bad. Maybe… Just maybe you could get used to a less solitary life…

Someone else had made you strong enough.

#kang yuchan #kang yuchan fanfic #witch! familiar AU #kpop fanfic #a.c.e fanfic #a.c.e Chan #a.c.e chan fanfic #a.c.e fluff #a.c.e chan x reader #kang yuchan x reader

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Fictober prompt 4 - “I know you didn’t ask for this.”

Fandom - check please

- part two of the SpookydooAU, now a wip on Ao3 (still without a decent title, sorry?

Will led them to the cemetery. Just as well he was leading them, because, tucked away behind the trees like it was, there was a fair chance they’d have passed it and looped back around to him again.

Once parked, they all climbed out of the vehicle and spread out - honestly how did they fit in that thing? He was watching and still couldn’t figure it out.

He took the map from Man-Bun and Short Woman when they brought it over and marked it as promised. Circled a couple of the public open lighthouses. Made sure to put a circle with a line through on his own place. Even drew a little gravestone and wrote ‘you are here’ at the graveyard, and a big star around the visitors center.

“Great, thanks man!” Man-Bun said as he slapped Will on the back. “I know you didn’t ask for this, us basically showing up on your doorstep, but we’d be lost without you. For real. We’re normally much more prepared than this-“

“Normally? So you do this a lot, ummm,” Will searched his head for the name. He couldn’t just call him Man-Bun out loud. Had any of the others called him something?

Picking up on the reason for the pause, he helped, “Shitty Knight.”

Confusing subject change, Will thought. “Night? It’s day. Barely started, and not that bad a one. Fair seasonal, really.” God, these people were odd.

“No, my name. It’s Shitty. Well, nickname. Because my actual name is ... well, shitty. Hey! You need a nickname! Let me think -“

“Please. Don’t.” Will said under his breath as ‘Shitty’ - and he had thought calling him Man-Bun would have been too rude? - wandered off butchering his name in a variety of new and creative ways.

Short Woman stepped up, “Larissa, or Lardo to my fellow heathens here, and to answer your question - because we’ve lost Shits for a while - we go ghost hunting as a group every year. We normally shoot for a week in April, but a couple of us were busy this year. And then summer started late for Jack sooooo,“

Will frowned, how could summer be late? And for one person? It was a season. Weirder and weirder.

“Lucky we all managed to match up a few free days here in fall though. We waited too long and couldn’t get rooms at our planned spot, but then we heard about this place and so we threw this trip together and here we are. Late, lost and in your debt.”

“Don’t think of it. Ummm it seems like you’re all set now, so I’m gonna head back?”

She gave him a thumbs up and joined the rest who were checking names on all the stones.

He could have told them they were looking in the wrong area. Between the pamphlet, their interest in this particular cemetery and his particular lighthouse, the stories they could be chasing were limited. Most of those people came nosing around towards December, but scheduling was a thing from what they said so - yeah. He was pretty sure he knew who they were looking for. As sure as he could be without a name.

It was the typical story, from the time of his great grandparents. Lone woman from away seen walking along the road at night disappears under mysterious circumstances, never to be heard from again. Other than ghostly sightings of a shadowy figure along the harbor roads and beaches at night that is. There was a little more to it in this case, main thing being that this one’s body had actually been found later. Stone’s throw from the lighthouse, in fact. Such a sad story, no one had even come to claim her.

He tried not to think about it too much. Knowing he was the last of his family made things like that hit a little harder as the years passed.

There had been talk years back about giving her a proper stone, but many of the residents didn’t want to attract any more of this exact kind of attention. They wanted to be known more for their spectacular views than mysterious probably murders from a century earlier. And so she continued her rest under the trees at the edge of the cemetery, her grave simply marked by plain stones. Mostly safe from the looky loos, unless they were really into the area history. With no real family to mourn her, the village felt the best they could offer was to give her the peace of anonymity at this point.

Any matter, he didn’t want to seem too helpful to this group and make them feel welcome to asking more of him. So he kept his mouth shut, and let them search in all the wrong spots. It was kind of uncomfortable for him, watching them traipse all over the graves. He couldn’t help but think of his own family’s site and be glad it was in an entirely different cemetery. All this only made him miss the quiet of his home even more, so he slipped away while the group continued their search.

—

When Will got back home, he climbed back up to the lantern room of the lighthouse. Time to get back to work. He didn’t like getting so late a start, but since he kept things in generally good order he knew it would be fine.

So much of the works were run on automated timers these days. His dad had been happy to get all that put in so that, barring storms, he wouldn’t have to go up and do it all manual. Sometimes Will wondered what it had been like in the old days, and thought he would have enjoyed the hard work of it all. Of course, that was easy to say when not actually facing the reality of cold stair climbs in the dark and restless nights.

Not that the modernizing made for an easy life either. Seemed like there was always something needing doing. Keeping the windows clean of sea spray seemed like a full job in itself as the weather got rougher each fall.

He noted one of the bolts was starting to get stripped after he tightened it. He’d need to pick up some spares before next month.

Everything else checked out, and he updated the log.

Finally finished, he pulled the binoculars out of the pouch he kept inside the door before heading out in the ‘walk for one last look around before darkness fell.

Oh great, there was someone taking pictures from the scenic lookout with one of those damned giant lens aimed his way. He flipped off their general direction and muttered “frame that” and kept scanning the shoreline.

One of the regular beachcombers waved. Will could never remember her name, but, thanks to a conversation they’d had while she waited for the tide to change one day, he knew she made wind chimes to sell with the shells she collected.

He was wondered if she’d seen his response to the tourists. It should have been hard from the distance, but she appeared to be laughing.

Sometimes he wondered if he should be nicer to the tourists. Or at least ignore them better. After all, the majority of the village did need them bringing money in to keep afloat in the off seasons. But, nah. Not like he went to their houses and aimed giant cameras in their windows. Hardly his fault if they found his place so interesting. It was still rude. And if a nice person like her found him ruining their photos funny, it couldn’t be that bad, could it?

Looking further down he saw another tourist group taking shore line pictures. With a normal camera. Like normal people. People who weren’t treating him like some sort of animal at the zoo and snapping HD pics of him in his ‘enclosure’.

When he had made it around to the view of his drive he saw the clown car of an SUV approaching again.

“No, no, no, no, no, no, NO.”

#fictober19 #omgcp #fic #spookydoo au #dex #so much dex right now #don't worry #i haven't forgotten the rest of the crew #especially nursey #but this is a large number of people i've saddled myself with #they need to take turns being important!#will i ever update at a decent time of day?#all signs point to no

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