#They say happy new year to each other at 12 AM as the fireworks go off around them

[inkandpaintsnowleopard]

Skid and Pump celebrating a spooky new year

Is this a drawing request or a vision

[ravenstargames]

one hour to new years for me, so how would the LIs celebrate new years, if they do?

HAPPY NEW YEARS EVERYONE!! 💜🎉

The team has been celebrating and resting, but we are back to work! I've to organize a bunch of invoices, so expect our 2024 wrap-up and 2025 plans in a few days :^)

In the meantime—let's answer some asks!

✦ How would the LIs celebrate the new years?

Our new years! Kind of, because everyone celebrates the new year differently. Here in Spain we eat 12 grapes for each second into the next year—at 23:59:48, so I'm going to use that tradition for this!

Limbo has a kind of "new year celebration" but that's something for another time :^)

✦ Amon: Goes partying with friends. Drunk-calls everyone at 12 o'clock saying how much he loves them. Gets home at 8 am the next day.

✦ Raeya: Chill at home, preferably with family. Dresses up super cozy, with an ugly Christmas sweater. Loves cooking dinner for everybody and goes to bed early.

✦ Gael: Also chill at home, or at a nice hotel with his partner to see some fireworks together and have a romantic end and start of the year!

✦ Envy: They'd like to go to a kind of remote place to have some peace, like a cabin in the woods to watch the stars, stretch the night, and see how the fireworks light up the city from afar. He hates the noise from up close but the colors are pretty.

✦ Ara: You bet she's either at a friend's houseparty, hosting her own, or at a huge new years celebration party! Dances all night, probably stumbles upon Amon if they both go out, and smokes some weed!

✦ Xal: The less people the better. Celebrates at home but it's kind of like any other day for him. He maybe hangs out with his closest friends and partner to have some drinks, play videogames or board games...

✦ Father Pride: With family! Raeya and him would surely celebrate together if both of them are single, but he'd like to have all his children with him from once in a while. He sets up a lot of nice decorations, buys party bags with hats, wigs, etc.

✦ Lázaro: Another one who goes partying, but not to some rowdy place, but to an elegant meetup. This night is for them and their friends, so they book a table at a nice place to have some cocktails and...more stuff. They dress up very elegantly.

✦ Cécile: Doesn't see the point of celebrating something as the Earth doing a full spin around the sun, but prepares grapes anyway and calls the few people he genuinely likes to congratulate them. May be persuaded into a bigger celebration if he's dating someone, though.

[nerinefy]

FOREVER YOURS, TRULY...! — NEW YEAR'S SPECIAL PART I

PART II — JING YUAN (TO BE FOLLOWED)

★ synopsis: during a stroll, you find yourself facing him- the love of your life, down on one knee as the clock strikes 12 and the striking lights of the fireworks dance across the sky. despite the blaring noises heard in the background, there is only one thing you hear, "will you be with me? now and forever...?"

★ details: pronouns: you/yours | imagine | fluff | 700+ words

★ DAN HENG ★

You and the Astral Express Crew decided to visit Aurum Alley for their latest festivities for the new year. Due to all the stellaron catching and unrelated side quests along the way, you have never had the chance to explore the rich variety of goods sold throughout the market. Holding hands, you and Dan Heng went and strolled through the bustling streets. It was still quite a gentle and intimate moment despite the rush the alley was filled with. It wasn't often you two had the time to loosen up and think about each other's warmth and presence.

"Oh look, I've been meaning to try those new snacks they have at Tall Auntie's!" March 7th, who in fact was also there the whole time, informed the two of you. "I'll go buy some so sadly I'll have to leave you two here. I mean, not that it's your losses..." She grinned and winked at the two of you while pointing finger guns. "So am I coming or...?" Caelus asks. The pink-haired girl stared at him, annoyed before grabbing his hand with a tug, "we'll be off then," she said as they slowly disappeared into the crowd. In turn, Dan Heng sighed at the two's antics but then turned his face to look at you, squeezing your hand slightly.

With a deep breath, he asks, "Would you like to go somewhere?"

You tilt your head, "Why? Where? And uh...aren't you forgetting the-"

"Do you trust me?" he interrupts the string of thoughts you're blurting out in confusion.

You pinch the bridge of your nose, "I guess they're fine on their own. The blind leading the blind."

He chuckles lightly, "They'll be Welt's problem now sadly." He then leads you towards a secluded place up and near the beautiful shimmering skies.

"Woah, where did you find this place? The view's majestic!" You ask in astonishment, your eyes shining even brighter than the stars above.

"I think I've seen this place somewhere in his memories, and I thought I'd like to show it to you too..." He answered, his eyes wandering towards the sky. "I just realized that...all of these missions we go to...it was just- it was different..." He begins. "Right after you came and traveled with us...everything changed. You gave me more purpose in this life and I'm so grateful for the color you've spread in this world, in our world. Dire situations still give me hope and unwanted circumstances still give me the push to go on...all because of you. Going through all these expeditions and knowing you're there by my side, fills me with ease I've never felt before. You gave me a new home, a place of serenity and security...all in your arms. I know I've been blabbering too much, so I'll stop and get straight to the point..." He says as he slowly gets down on one knee, revealing the small velvet box he's been holding onto the whole time. Sweat dripped down his forehead and his palms began to get shaky despite the snow falling around you- that's the effect you have on him. You gasp as you realize, tears forming in your eyes. "I may not promise forever, but 'til the end of our lives...may I be yours and will you be mine?"

You then grabbed him by the collar to lift him and kissed him, lip to lip, skin to skin, as the fireworks began shooting up to the sky. "I don't want to spend the new year with you." You mumble in between kisses, the man in front of you then wrinkles his forehead in disappointment. "I want to spend my whole life with you..." you giggle as he sighs in relief.

"Happy New Year, my love..." he mutters, a faint blush tainting his pale skin. Click You look from the sides in surprise as you see the crew standing in awe.

"Sorry Dan Heng, we couldn't help it! We just had to..." March 7th says, still holding the camera up near her eye, and Caelus smiling at the two of you.

"Congratulations...I hope we still see you two after the wedding," Welt says while giving you a nod of approval.

"I hope not to see you all after this..." Dan Heng sighs, hiding a chuckle under his breath. With that, you feel a squeeze on your hand once more, and you're reminded that you're not alone anymore. He's forever yours, truly.

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[wondersinwaynemanor]

Batfamily New Year shenanigans

The Wayne family decided to have their New Year's celebration at one of Paris' finest hotels. Fireworks begin to erupt on the Paris skies as people start to gather outside their hotels and homes to check the view.

Alfred prepares the dining table so they can have The New Year's meal after a few minutes when the clock strikes twelve.

Bruce glances at the time on his watch - Ten minutes to go.

He calls from the balcony as he admires the Eiffel Tower which is perfectly situated right across their suite. The tower doesn't fail to illuminate beauty even when Bruce has seen it hundreds of times.

He hears his sons and daughter response in unison behind him and a few of clicking of the doors.

Cass joins him by the balcony, including Alfred.

A few minutes, people below start to count from 20.

Bruce - Boys, hurry up. You're gonna miss the fireworks.

20!

19!

18!

17! (the main door of their suite opens and closes)

16!

15!

14!

13!

12! KABOOOOOOOOM!!!

Bruce - What the fu-

The loud kaboom comes from the rooftop of their suite and fireworks of rainbow colors erupt above them.

11!

10! Another KABOOOOOOM!!!!

Alfred - Oh my goodness.

Bruce turns around and his three sons are not to be seen. Only Jason, who hurriedly places his book down on the bed to join the rest of his family by the balcony.

9! Another KABOOOOOOM!!!!

Bruce - PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF ALL THAT IS HOLY (he shouts as more fireworks explode above them) PLEASE DONT TELL ME THOSE AREN'T YOUR BROTHERS!

8!

7! Jason - I TRIED TO TELL THEM IT'S A BAD IDEA!

6! Bruce - WHOSE IDEA WAS THIS?

5! Dick, who just pops out of nowhere beside Bruce - DEFINITELY NOT MINE!

4! Bruce looks at Dick and Jason in horror - ARE YOU TELLING ME?

3!

2!

1!

HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!! The crowd on the streets shout as Bruce, Dick and Jason leave the room in a hurry to go up the rooftop of their suite.

When the three reach the rooftop, there is no one on sight, only a few remains of the fireworks on the ground.

Bruce doesn't even look at the beautiful display of lights on the skies, but turns his head slowly to his two eldest - Care to explain where your brothers are?

Before they can answer, Alfred gives a call saying that Tim and Damian are in the room. The three go back to the room to find the two boys by the balcony, looking up at the display of fireworks.

Bruce - Boys, where have you been? (he tries to keep his cool)

Tim says calmly, shrugging - To get more coffee, Bruce.

Bruce - And you're telling me there's no room service for that? (he crosses his arms and focuses on his youngest this time).

Damian - Don't look at me, Father. I was merely going with Drake's shenanigans.

Bruce pinches the bridge of his nose with a sigh, but before he can question them if they had something to do with the fireworks...

Alfred speaks and claps cheerfully - Time for New Year's Meal! Happy New Year, Waynes! <3

Cass - Finally! :D Happy New Year, Bruce! (she kisses Bruce's cheek and the rest of the family greet each other).

Later that night when Bruce is already in the other side of the suite on his bedroom (starts to hack on the hotel's camera to see if his children did have something to do with the fireworks) and when Alfred is also resting in his room, the rest of children began to talk.

Jason - So, who lit the fireworks first?

Tim - Me. My firework machine was better than our baby brat here (he pats Damian's head).

Damian - Tt. Drake was cheating. He said there was a kitten on the street, so I had to look down to be certain and I lost my momentum. He used my weakness against me.

Tim smirks proudly - There was a kitten!

Dick - Aw you lost, Dami. That's okay.

Cass brings Damian closer to her so she can give him a side hug - We all know you're still the best, Dami.

Jason - Athough, I am impressed. You both managed to get here before me, Dick and Bruce can get back to the room. You outran the Batman!

Dick - Where did you hide your firework machines?

Damian - Janitor's closet.

Cass - Oh no. What if Bruce sees you on the security cameras?

Tim holds his tablet - Already on it. Easy peasy.

Dick - So Timmy won, which means.... I won the bet.

Jason - I voted for Damian and he said Tim was cheating, so I won.

Damian - Todd wins the bet cus I won and I didn't have to use anybody's weakness against them!! >:(

Tim - It's a skill you wished you had, Dami ;)

Cass - Shush now, you both are winners. Why don't we all head out to the Tower and enjoy some family time?

Everyone agrees and they all enjoy some dawn strolling in Paris. It's nice being normal humans for once ; no vigilante work and just family bonding. And if Damian picks up a stray kitten and thinks maybe Drake was telling the truth, it makes him love his brother even more.

Happy New Year to the batfamily and to everyoneeee!! <333

[cicisbloghasgotitgoingon]

Preparing To Leave:

To start with, this adventure was something that took over a year to actually acomplish. I was still in my first year of law in September of 2023 when I had to complete the interview process for this opportunity to study abroad. They were simple questions. Questions I had practiced answering even before I got there. I knew what I wanted from this experience, it felt easy but I was still nervous that somehow I would mess up or come across so unlikeable or distatesful that they would reject me on the spot. Anxiety is a joy like that. They told me not to worry and that my interview went very well, that I should expect to recieve my approval to continue with the process later in the week. I still worried, overthought it all with each day. When I got the email saying I was good to go, it didn't quite feel real. They warned me that because i was leaving in my second semester of my second year that I wouldn't hear from them for around 8-10 months because they wouldn't have anything to give me. Safe to say all that time dragged out. It was a year and a month or so before I did get my study abroad info. During all that time, I was filled with academic trials and personal challenges. Friendships changed, some bloomed more than the ones I assumed would. The flowers set safely in my garden withering and growing, swaying and drooping. Some even reached out closer to each other, roots entangling below the dirt and I envied that in some cases. Others turned out to be harmful to the garden and I was sad to see them go. When it started to get closer to my departure, everything really began to pile up. I had less time for friends, I was overwhelmed with studies and academic pressure, my mental health was weighing me down and every interaction I participated in. Even my relationship took a hit, though it worked out in the end. I often have this thing where I get excited for trips or special days but it takes until the actual day or me arriving for the real emotions to set in, so it's been sort of a muted excitement and a disbelief that I would really get to come here. In my head, something would just happen and I wouldn't get to be here. It always feels like that before events really. As if I can't ever believe something cool would really happen to me. It's silly I suppose but it can't be helped. Christmas arrived and I got to spend my first Christmas s with my partner. We cuddled the dog and cozied up by the fire, we opened gifts and ate inordinate amounts of food. I received the first gift in 7 years from my mother and I was so happy, so full of love and a sort of melancholy. But so happy for the effort and thought this gift came with. I went and spent time with my Auntie for New Years, we took a polaroid at midnight, holding glasses of booze to start the New Year off bubbly and warm from the drink. It was a perfect way to start the New Year, even as the rain pelted hard outside and doused fireworks raging outside and lighting the sky. When I came home it was all about my assignments and final bits of paperwork to fill out. I had been to the embassy in london on the 27th and had almost completed my visa application entirely and was just waiting on one more payment and then the delivery of it all. The stress of my assignments was weighing more heavily, and still is as I'm left with two to complete.

It was a whole experience, preparing for this trip. It both dragged and came speeding towards me. My flight got booked, the 23rd of January at 12:10, a 7 hour flight to the place I'd be living in for the next four months. I got to have dinner with my family members, say goodbye and hug them before leaving, even though four months isn't so long, it felt and still feels like a long time, though now it also feels like nothing at all.

This blog may not be super well written or sound very elegant, most of this is written late at night when I am finally back in my dorm room. I hope it will be fun though and my writing will get better as I go on. It feels nice to do this so I hope others will enjoy it too.

Your Queen, Cecilia

[redrawthecolorlessworld]

Okay here's an actually New Year's related VanSun thing

Still not midnight for me yet. Lolz.

———

"It's gonna be 12 AM soon."

"Damn! Time passes by so quickly~"

Hearing that, World Vanquisher chuckles. "Yeah. It sure does." He then stares up to the sky. In a few minutes, midnight will strike, which means a grand fireworks show will play out soon. Vanquisher purposefully dragged Third Sun out to a spot in Chunipolis just to watch it. It's one of those rare occasions where Vanquisher's the one to drag Sun out to somewhere rather than Sun being the one to do so with Vanquisher.

World Vanquisher then looks towards Third Sun. "You feeling cold?" He asks, grabbing the sun's attention instantly. "O-oh- maybe. Hehe." That was Third Sun's response. To that, Vanquisher sighs. "Guess all of that stuff I made you wear wasn't enough, apparently. No matter." He then checks the time. "Ah. Just two more minutes."

"...Hey. Can you do me a favor?" Third Sun asks, and in a rather uncharacteristically nervous tone in voice too. World Vanquisher raises an eyebrow at that. "Hm? What's up?" He asks back. Third Sun inhales a sharp breath, before finally speaking again. "Once midnight hits, do you mind if we...uh..."

"If we...?"

"If we kiss?"

Hearing that, Vanquisher's face immediately turns red. "H-huh-?" He lets out in shock. He wasn't really expecting that...for whatever reason. Third Sun heaves out a shaky sigh. He seems way more anxious about this than he should be. "U-uh...yeah..."

...

...

...

Silence after that.

The two Gods stood before each other, trying to think of what to say.

It's only down to a few more seconds before midnight strikes.

10.

"...Sun, I..."

9.

"Huh...?"

8.

World Vanquisher slowly moves forward, catching Third Sun off-guard.

7.

"You..."

6.

"...?"

5.

"You didn't even need to ask, y'know?

4.

"Wh-

3.

"What-"

2.

"What are you even talking about—"

1.

Their lips touch, and in an instant, the clock strikes midnight.

Marking the arrival of a new year.

It lasted quite long—Third Sun felt like he was going to die.

After what felt like eternity, the two finally pull away from each other.

"...What the fuck."

"Heh. You were asking for it, so why not?"

"Well- I mean- yeah! I wasn't expecting you to actually—"

And another one.

"VAN!"

"Haha!"

Third Sun pouts, before finally, he smiles. "Heh. You've changed, y'know? Back then, you wouldn't be this forward with me." He comments, and that manages to catch World Vanquisher's attention. "Hm? Really? Damn, never knew." That response prompts a laugh out of Third Sun, who then pulls the blonde into a tight hug.

"Happy new year, Van~"

"Yeah. Happy new year, you dumb idiot. Let's just hope this year you'll get less annoying."

"Wh- HEY!"

[auradia]

am I the only one that’s sad that we didn’t get any nxx group chat messages for the new year(s)?

like I want to see them all passive-aggressively wishing each other a happy new year dammit please I need it

therefore since hyv did not bless us with new nxx groupchat shenanigans I will make my own. (under the cut)

luke and marius, stalking the gc at 11:59 PM: come on, just turn to 12 already….. come onnnnn…

the clock ticks to 12:00. and then….

NXX Groupchat:

12:00 AM

Luke: Happy new year, Rosa!

Marius: happy ne-

Marius: DAMMIT LUKE I WAS GONNA DO THAT! AT LEAST WISH ME A HAPPY NEW YEAR TOO

Luke: Alright, alright… happy new year, marius :)

Marius: hmph. i’m still gonna get you back for that.

Vyn: Why must you be so petty? I was trying to watch the fireworks and the notifications disturbed me.

Marius: well doc just have your phone on silent

Marius: it’s not that hard

Vyn: If you did not disturb me I would not have to put my phone on silent.

Vyn: Also, do not call me “doc”.

Marius: all right doc whatever you say

Luke: Wait a second

Luke: Vyn I think this is the first time I’ve seen you up after 9

Vyn: It was New Year’s Eve, and I would not want to miss such an occasion.

Vyn: Ah, before I forget: Happy New Year, Luke.

Marius: seriously??? no happy new year for me? unfair.

Vyn: Perhaps I would consider it if you did not attempt to get on my nerves daily.

Luke: Should I feel bad or should I laugh?

Vyn: You should laugh.

Marius: WOW DOC

Marius: ok but why ARE you still awake

Marius: i don’t recall you ever saying you were excited for the new year

Vyn: Oh, yes. I forgot to say, me and Rosa are celebrating together.

Luke: Wait, what???

Marius: WHAT

Artem: You’re with Rosa?

Rosa: Yeah, Vyn invited me to watch the fireworks with him! They’re really pretty :D

Luke: Why didn’t you tell me you were free? We could have spent the night together with peanut!

Marius: why didn’t you tell me missy? i’m hurt :(

Artem: I was not aware you were with Vyn.

Rosa: Sorry, guys. I thought you all said you were busy. :(

Luke: I can always make time for you!

Marius: missy, i could’ve made a space in my schedule for you…

Artem: Rosa, if you ever want to spend time with me, I can request a break so we can spend time together.

Rosa: Guys… thanks, but you really don’t need to waste that much time and effort on me…

Artem: No time spent with you is a waste, Rosa. I don’t want to hear you saying that again.

Vyn: Artem is correct. You deserve it.

Marius: wow that’s like the first time i’ve seen them agree with each other

Luke: @Rosa since we missed the new year’s, do you want to come over in a few days so we can have some fun in the snow?

Vyn: …

Artem: …

Marius: …

Marius: dang, should’ve asked earlier

Rosa: Uh… well-

Rosa: I would love to!

Luke: Yay!! I’ll text you tomorrow about it then

Rosa: By the way, thanks for the wishing me a happy New Year. Happy New Year to everyone here, too!

Rosa: I should probably go to sleep now, since the fireworks are over. Goodnight, everyone!

Marius: sweet dreams missy

Luke: Goodnighttt

Artem: Goodnight, Rosa.

Vyn: Ah, Rosa. I will prepare everything for you. Please wait, I am coming.

Marius: wow doc’s really texting instead of just talking they’re literally in the same place

Artem: That does seem quite inefficient.

Artem: Speaking of inefficiency, don’t you have work to do? I recall that Rosa mentioned that you said you were busy during the New Year’s celebrations.

Marius: wow. rude. i’m still doing work just taking a quick break

Marius: besides don’t you have work to do too

Artem: …

Artem: I suppose I do, yes. I am also simply taking a break.

Marius: copycat

Luke: Guys… just do your work

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#1

Title: Arson Author: artsytarts / Misha Warnings: None

Summary: If there is one talent James Bond has, it’s to give his Quartermaster a headache.

“Can I ask you a question, 007?”

“Not like you’d respect my wishes if I said no, Q. Go ahead.”

“Why is it that you always, without fail, find some way to cause an explosion? I’m starting to believe you have an arsonist streak.”

“I don’t do it on purpose, it just… happens.”

“You do know that you’re supposed to keep things quiet, right? ‘Secret’. It’s in the job description.”

“Not my fault their base lay beneath a firework factory.”

“Wouldn’t have been a problem if you didn’t blow it up!”

“Debatable.”

“I’m sure you mean ‘yes, Q’.”

“Yes, Q.”

#2

Title: Occupational Hazards Author: storm-of-sharp-things Warnings: none Summary: Q would willingly pay extra for the option to have a boring vacation…

Q sat back against James in the little rowboat and stared across the lake as bright jets of sparks shot up from the island. The fiery glow amid the trees was beautiful in the reflection of the dark water. James settled the blanket more comfortably around them, keeping the chill off their bare skin.

“I liked that cabin,” Q finally said.

James sighed. “What’s the probability that our rental cabin would be a hidden entrance to a secret arsenal of explosives?”

With a splash, Alec finally surfaced next to the boat, grinning wickedly.

Q scowled. “One hundred percent, I’d say.”

#3

Title: Postcard Author: sunaddicted Warnings: none Summary: Bond stops in the middle of a mission for a view Q shouldn’t absolutely miss.

“Bond, stop dallying”

“Look, Q”

He sighed, squinting at the screen broadcasting the grainy images coming from the small camera that he had managed to disguise as a lapel pin “What exactly am I looking at?”

“Wait for it”

“Bond, need I to remind you that you’re on- Oh”

“Beautiful, isn’t it?”

Q was enraptured in the blue fire shooting up towards the dark of night: he couldn’t remember the last time he had looked up at the sky, eyes full of awe “Yes, it really is” he admitted “Thank you, James. Move along now: your contact is waiting”

“Yessir”

#4

Title:Flare Author: Hexiva Warnings: Angst Summary: Alec and James on a stakeout. One moment of hope.

What James remembers from that night in Canada is the fireworks. Fireworks reflecting off the lake as he sat in the dark waiting for morning when their target would walk by. Fireworks reflecting in Alec’s eyes, a manic gleam as he leaned in to adjust Bond’s hand on his rifle. And in the darkness between displays, they looked at each other, the instruments of their bloody work forgotten.

Years later, after everything, after the betrayal, James doesn’t remember who reached out first. All he remembers is the sound of fireworks as they kissed, clinging to each other in the darkness.

#5

Title: Rest & Relaxation Author: SouffleGirl91 Warnings: None Summary: James and Q kiss goodbye to yet another security deposit.

“This was fun. We should do it more often.”

James watched an explosion illuminate the sky, showering white sparks on the carnage below.

“Did you hit your head?”

“What?” Q frowned. “No! Why?”

“You want to do this-” James gestured at the flames, “more often?”

Another loud crack, and the cabin roof collapsed, sending up a plume of smoke.

“Well, maybe not the part where your ex-boyfriend tries to burn us to death in our sleep…”

“So just the murder, then?”

“Pillock.”

James laughed. “If this is what holidays with you are like, I’d love to do it more often.”

#6

Title: Efficiency Author: Anyawen Warnings: None Summary: Bond appreciates competence, whatever it wears.

James ignores the cold of the Canadian spring night, attention focused on the far side of the lake.

“I can get closer,” he offers quietly over comms.

“Stay where you are, Bond. I’ve got this,” Q answers.

Q’s frenzied typing stills, and James hears satisfaction in the silence a moment before an explosion rocks the lodge. He watches, bemused, as stray fireworks streak into the sky.

“The security on their firework storage facility needs work,” Q remarks dryly before utterly failing to stifle a yawn.

Another firework explodes, illuminating James’ fond smile.

“Not bad for a man in his pyjamas.”

#7

Title: Isle of Bond Author: Warnings: none Summary: No man is an island.

They say, “no man is an island,” and they’re right.

Bond would disagree; would claim the title for himself.

He would say that he is a man for himself, as he trusts his life in the hands of friends. He would build a fortress of solitude, only to fly from it in a blaze of glory. He would fence his heart with spikes, spark, smirks, and sex. Until someone is unafraid to get stung.

Bond would lay life, death, heart, and gun at the feet of true love.

“They say, no man is an island, and they’re right,” Bond says.

#8

Title: forget the past Author: scarytheory Warnings: none Summary: In the woods, in the middle of the night, two friends are trying to make peace with everything.

“This is ridiculous,” says Q, looking at Moneypenny. “It’s not New Year’s. Also, do you know how harmful it is to animals?”

She gives him the side-eye: “Your complaining already scared everything within ten miles of here. And it’s symbolic, actually. Because he’s not coming back, not to me, not to you. We need to start over, with a bang. Help me set this off.”

With a sigh, he does.

And here they are, watching fireworks in the middle of March, both feeling lost.

But as she slips her hand in his, he thinks that maybe they will be alright.

#9

Title: Inferno Author: oldestcharm Warnings: fire Summary: Q appreciates the scenery. Bond isn’t pleased.

Q’s eyes are glued to the live feed from the helicopter. “This is very scenic,” he comments. Bond huffs. “Are you talking about the forest fire, the flare guns, or the volcano that’s about to burst now that I obliterated this guy’s lair?” Q hums, considering. “All of the above.” “I’m pleased to know you care so much for my safety.” “You’re just fine, 007,” Q assures him. “I’m standing in the middle of burning debris,” Bond points out. “There is a lake right beside you. Grab a bucket.” “You didn’t equip me with a bucket.” “Maybe next time then.”

#10

Title: Birthday Celebration Author: Nana-41175 Warnings: n/a Summary: Q is gifted with spectacular fireworks for his birthday by Bond

Q was sure he would dislike camping. He did not feel kindly toward the idea of a million insects descending upon him while they roughed it out in the woods. Plus, no internet. Hideous.

But he liked fireworks at dusk, especially when viewed over water. He was touched that Bond wanted him to see this: the lake, the dark circle of trees surrounding the warm, cheery glow of a campfire, the slender strands of bright light as they shot up toward the night sky.

Most of all he adored being in Bond’s arms as his boyfriend whispered, “Happy birthday, darling.”

#11

Title: In the End Author: Venstar Warnings: none Summary: One last goodbye.

Bond stared as the island of Mr. White burned away in a final fiery glow. So many things had been set in place there. Thoughts of Vesper slid through his mind, like a dark oil slick on water. Never to truly be erased. He felt something slide into his hand. A weapon. Something strong and flexible. He squeezed and felt bones move. Q. Something else that had been set in place. A gift, from one madman to another. Silva’s little cogwheel in the bigger scheme of things had inadvertently delivered Q to MI6…and James. He kissed those fingers. His weapon.

#12

Title: Miscalculation Author: Merc/moon_of_mercury Warnings: none Summary: Bond makes a strategic mistake. Q improvises to save the day.

“Gorgeous, aren’t they?”

“No, not really. They’re an unnecessary waste of money, spread heavy metals and other contaminants in the environment, cause noise pollution, not to mention the stress to animals and people who don’t like them–”

“Alright! Fine. I should have asked you first.”

“Or used your head for once. I told you; the cats and I are a package deal. If you plan for me you plan for them. I’m not having fun when my darlings are terrified.”

Before the mood sours, Q pulls James into a kiss.

“But we can always stay in. I’ll show you fireworks.”

#13

Title: How Does He Do That? Author: IrishWitch58 Warnings: Things blowing up, Canon typical violence, 006 and explody stuff Summary: Bond and Q watching the end of a 006 mission

Bond watched intently as Q focused on the terse commentary from the extraction team. Trust 006 to find one of the few primary forests left in Europe to play hide and seek with terrorists. Injured, bleeding but in possession of valued intel he’d been sent after, Trevelyan was being sought by both sides. One of the drone cameras blazed with light, flaring streamers rising from a central explosion. Q blinked, eyes watering before the screen dimmed.

“How does he do that every bloody time? I never issued him any explosives.”

Bond just shrugged, grinning. “When has that ever stopped Alec?”

#14

Title: Beacon Author: solarmorrigan Warnings: None Summary: Q is very good at reading even the smallest signs.

“Come on,” Q murmured.

Images flashed by on his screens: satellite feeds, CCTV stills, personal security system hacks, social media posts – anything he could think of. Windows overlapped, flashed, jockeyed for space and called for attention as new information poured in. Then, at last, a filter-covered photograph from one website or another, a tiny island lit up by a few explosive columns of light, drew Q’s notice.

Unexpected fireworks off the coast, the caption read.

Q checked the location. He checked the time. He smiled.

“There you are,” he sighed, and began the work of piecing together Bond’s trail.

#15

Title: We Don’t Need Fireworks Author: MrKsan / starrboned Warnings: Canon-Typical Violence Summary: Bond makes things explode. Q watches from afar.

The skies were ablaze with stardust and fire. It could’ve been beautiful, Q thought, had it not been his job to clean up the mess after.

Damn Bond and his dramatics.

Footsteps approached from behind, and Q couldn’t help but smile as an arm looped around his waist.

“007,” Gareth sighed. Q snorted, leaning into the warmth. Something exploded in the distance.

“Wish you could join him?” Gareth asked. “Share the action?”

Q turned his head, watching the fireworks reflect in his eyes.

“I got all the fire I need right here,” Q smiled, and leaned in for a kiss.

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[koressecretidentity]

The four times you told Tommy you love him and the one time he told you

Warnings: Tooth rotting fluff, swearing(?), tell me if there’s more

Word count: 3103

Characters: Thomas Shelby, (Y/N) (L/N), Polly Gray and some others are mentioned

Pairing: Tommy Shelby x Reader

Reader gender: I don’t think it’s specified, if so, please tell me so I can correct it.

A/N: English still isn’t my first language, forgive me for any grammar or vocabulary mistakes.

GIF is never mine unless stated otherwise

Masterlist

1: age 16 and 18, Charlie’s yard

You were 16, he was 18. It was on New Year’s Eve; the Shelby’s had decided to invite a few people to the yard to celebrate the new year of 1909 and it was close to 12 AM. You remember the day like it happened yesterday even if it was years ago. Back then, Tommy was happier, more alive, laughed more, smiled a lot and especially at you. Nobody failed to notice how his eyes lit up when you walked in the room. How, every time someone made a joke, his eyes would search for you to see if you smiled because your smile seemed to be his favorite thing in the world.

“10… 9… 8…” 

The past year, 1908, you had grown closer to Tommy than ever before and you, too, sought out his smile when someone joked. Your ears seemed to turn towards his laugh whenever you heard him and you blushed profusely when he caught you staring. It was safe to say you had a little crush on Tommy.

But that evening, you realized you loved him. It was just a simple moment, nothing special, he didn’t save you from any harm, he was just… There.

You walked onto Charlie Strong’s yard and greeted the Shelbys like you always did. Hugs for Ada, Polly and John, greeting Martha with a handshake, Arthur boomed out your name while he was passing drinks to the guests and you waved back at him and little Finn was clinging to your leg before he got pulled away by his friends to play.And then there was Tommy.

He was talking to Charlie Strong and Johnny Dogs, a bright smile on his face and a laugh escaping him as Johnny said something you couldn’t make out.“Look who’s here, eh!” John called out to Tommy while he wrapped an arm around your shoulder and pulled you towards him.

“Alright John,” Tommy chuckled and playfully slapped his hand away from your shoulders, “Hands off, that’s my property.”

And while it was just teasing and joking around, your heart had jumped up to your throat and the butterflies turned into elephants. With those words, with just a joke, you knew you loved him and wanted to be his.

“7… 6.. 5…”

“Tommy, where are we going?” You laughed as Tommy pulled you along, hand in yours and a happy smile on each of your faces.“You’ll see, patience is a virtue darling,” Tommy answered and pulled a little harder, “c’mon.”

You weren’t too far away from Charlie’s yard, but far away enough to only hear the laughter when it was loud enough. Tommy suddenly stopped and you almost walked into him. He sat down and pulled you along so you’d be seated next to him.

“We’re going to watch the fireworks from here. Less screaming children and the noise isn’t as bad.”

You chuckled and raised an eyebrow; never before had you two ran off to god knows where to escape the noise, why now?

“4… 3…” 

You looked at Tommy, they were counting down loud enough for you two to hear and suddenly you had the urge to tell him.

“2… 1…”

So you did,“I love you Thomas Shelby.” You whispered softly but loud enough for the words to reach his ears.

“HAPPY NEW YEAR!”

 And he answered. Not with words, but with a kiss. He gently took your face in his hands and brought his lips closer to yours, calling out your name in a soft whisper before he placed his lips on yours.

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 2: age 22 and 24, the train station

1914, the king had declared war on Germany after having offered an ultimatum and the Germans not accepting said ultimatum.

It had been on the front pages of each paper: Great Britain was at war with Germany and the army was looking for men who’d fight for king and country.And of course your dear boys had to sign up.

You and Polly had been furious when you found out they were drafted and here you stood. On the train station, waiting for the train to depart with Arthur, Tommy and John. After that kiss at New Year’s Eve, neither you nor Tommy had spoken about it. In fact, you went about your life as usual; you visited often, helped Polly with Ada and Finn (mostly Finn at that, Ada was getting more and more independent) and you and Tommy were back at being best friends.And it had hurt. He had started seeing a certain girl; Greta, was her name. But she died a little before this day.

After Greta had died, Tommy had been heartbroken and therefore not sad when he got drafted. While Arthur and John were happy to fight for their country, Tommy was glad to go so his mind would be distracted.

“Do you have to go, Tom?” You asked Tommy who stood in front of you. You smoothed out the nonexistent wrinkles in his jacket and reached up to fix a few strands of his hair.

“You know I have to,” he answered monotonously, “They ask us to fight for our country, we won’t say no. We’ll be home by Christmas, you’ll see.”

You nodded a little. They had said it would be like that; the men would be home by Christmas and the war would be over by then. So you’d let him go.

“Just come back to me…” you muttered and cast your eyes to the ground. You could no longer stand to look at his eyes. So bright, so blue, so full of life, so… Enthusiastic.

“Look at me, eh,” Tommy said. He called out your name and repeated his words while hooking a finger underneath your chin to make you look at him.So you complied; god knows when you’d see him again.

“I’ll come back, I promise.”

“Please Tom…” you shed a tear, the first of many to follow, “Please don’t say that, don’t make promises you can’t keep.”

He ignored your plea completely and moved his hand to cup you cheek softly, the other was resting on your hip.

“I’ll come back for you.” He told you sternly.

The whistle sounded, announcing that the train would leave soon and that all should board.

“I love you Tommy,” you told him and placed your hand over his, leaning into his hand and turning your hand to press a soft kiss to his palm.“Come back to me.”

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3: age 30 and 32, Shelby’s residence

They had all come back. The men all came back from the horse races, Arthur and John were celebrating in the Garrison but you were at home. The Shelby’s residence that is.

Tommy wasn’t with the men who came back. Polly had noticed as well but was convinced Tommy was off minding his own business as usual and being all secretive.

“It’s Tommy fucking Shelby,” she had said, “God knows what that man is up to these days.”

But you didn’t trust those words. Something told you that not everything was alright with Tommy but you decided to ignore that little voice in your head and go about your day.

He’d come back to you… He always did… He promised that day he came back from the war.

The war had taken longer than expected and you had to miss Tommy for 4 years. The letters you wrote each other were becoming inconsistent until Tommy’s letters didn’t come at all. They told you Arthur, John and Tommy had died, their whole troop had. But apparently, they weren’t dead and when you saw Tommy on that train station in Birmingham, you just couldn’t hold back your tears as he approached you and pulled you into a tight hug.

“I’m here,” he had said softly, “I’m alive. I’m here and I’ll never leave you again.”

Though it soon had become clear that your Tommy wasn’t fully back. Sure, he was there, his blue eyes as observant as ever but he had gotten quiet. His eyes weren’t as lively as before; they had seen too much death to celebrate life.The medals he had won, he had thrown in the Cut and he took the business over from Polly and even Arthur. He became the leader of the Peaky Blinders and engaged in illegal things. Things you didn’t ask about as long as you didn’t need to know. Tommy had been acting weird today; Ada told you he had stopped by and written a letter, a letter that she didn’t need to see but did need to post and he had been acting weird around you as well. He was… Touching you more.

After the war, he had withdrawn himself from emotion – so it seemed – and therefore touching as well. But today he had been constantly touching you, his hand never leaving you and if he did, he made sure to be back as soon as humanely possible. And then he went to those races. He had vaguely briefed you in on what was to happen today.

“We’re going legal today,” Tommy had said while pulling you closer by wrapping his arm around you shoulders, “Shelby Company Ltd. Will be legal and I’ll buy you all the clothes you want, eh? How about that?”

“I don’t need clothes, Tommy,” you had snickered and raised your eyebrows at him, “Just be careful out there, okay?”

Finally. You heard a door open and close and Tommy walked into the house. He seemed shaken, his hair was a mess and there was dirt on his hands and dried blood on the side of his face.

Your relieved smile immediately turned upside down. You got up so fast that your chair clattered to the floor as you rushed towards him, your hands cupping his face for an inspection.

“’s not my blood,” Tommy told you gravely. He let you check him nonetheless but eventually he called out your name a few times, asking you to just leave it already.

“Where were you Tommy? What happened? The others have been back and celebrating for a while now, why weren’t you with them?”

You shot your questions almost immediately, followed up by weak pushes against his chest.

Tommy caught your wrist and pulled you closer, halting your actions.

“I’ll explain later. I just-” He trailed off and let his head hang, lowering his hands and loosening the grip on your wrists.

And you knew that now was not the time to yell at him.

So you wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him closer. With a little hesitancy in his actions, Tommy wrapped his arms around your wrist and buried his face in your neck and you could’ve sworn you felt a few tears on your skin.

“It’s okay Tommy…” you whispered in his ear, “You’re home… You’re here… I love you.”

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4: age 30 and 32, Arrow House

Once again, New Year’s Eve. It’s just like every year since 1908; you get thrown back to the moment where you were 16, when you were brave enough to tell Tommy that you love him and he kissed you and how nothing ever came from it either. You know you told him you loved him more times than you thought you would’ve dared, but still… Neither you nor Tommy ever took the next step.

The next step… What was the next step? You kissed, you told him you loved him… Would the next step be him telling you he loved you? Did he love you like you love him?

“You coming?” Tommy peeked around the corner of the kitchen door, his eyes scanning the room for a second before he walked towards you. You who out of boredom had started to help the servants clean the dishes.

“You know I have maids for that, right?” Tommy snickered.

He seemed cheerier than usual, perhaps being with family and friends did that to Tommy. The smile even reached his eyes and his eyes seemed to glisten with a certain look.

“I know, but I needed to escape the noise for a second.” You told Tommy with a shrug and put down the plate you were washing, a maid almost immediately took it from you as you approached Tommy, drying your hands and placing the towel on the kitchen counter once you were close enough to him.

“Ada would be happy to hear you felt like helping the maids.”

Tommy raised his eyebrows and held up his arm for you to take. You did and he led you out but not to the living room where everyone was drinking and waiting for the clock to strike 12.

Instead, he took you outside to the stables. The horses were out in the field, the night wasn’t that cold and the stable boy would probably bring them inside before the fireworks begun.

The night was, however, cold enough for you to shiver and for Tommy to take off his jacket and place it on your shoulders, his arm soon joining the jacket.

“You remember the New Year’s Eve of 1908/1909?” Tommy suddenly asked you.

You couldn’t help yourself, you laughed awkwardly and felt your cheeks heat up significantly.

“Yeah I remember, I remember each year ever since,” you told honestly and shook your head a bit.

“How young and naive I was…” you muttered under your breath but Tommy, as observant as ever, heard you. He hummed dismissively and shook his head, stopping in his tracks.

Again, you weren’t that far away from the family, you heard them as they started the countdown and, honestly, your mind could only dwell on one memory.

“10… 9… 8…”

“You weren’t that naive,” Tommy said softly as he placed his hands on your sides, turning you around to face him. The moon shone brightly through the clouds, reflecting in his eyes. The normally ocean blue turned colder but no less kind towards you. You imagine this was the kind of blue his enemies would see, less kindness in them though, before they met their creator.

“7… 6… 5…”

Tommy cupped your face again, much like he did that New Year and suddenly you were 16 and 18 again, not 32 and 34. Suddenly his hair was a little darker, his eyes a little livelier.

“You remember what you told me that night?” Tommy whispered.

Of course you did, how could you forget? It was either the best decision ever made or the worst mistake in your life and here you were, 16 years later and still wondering which one it was.

“4… 3…”

“Of course I remember Tom.” You whispered back. Your lips were almost upon his and you felt his breath warm your cooled lips as he whispered one simple request.

“Tell me…. Tell me what you told me that night.”

You stayed quiet for a second. Mauled over his request as well as being curious as to why he would want you to repeat your words.

“2… 1…”

“I love you Thomas Shelby.”

“HAPPY NEW YEAR!”

“I know.”

And he kissed you again.

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 5: age 32 and 34, the hospital

It was a charity dinner and everything seemed to go alright. The rich people – incredibly boring as they were – all donated a sum of money to the Shelby institute. But everything went to shit when everyone got called to go to the dining room.

Some man pushed his way through the crowd towards Tommy and you.

You two were just talking, he was hastily trying to explain some things but before he could get to his point, the man yelled something.

“You need to eat Tommy, you’ll be no good when you’re half dead.”

“For angel!” and the next thing you know is darkness surrounding you and a godawful pain in your side.

Polly placed a hand on her nephews shoulder but he shrugged it off almost immediately.

“It’s my fault, Pol, that bullet was meant for me.” You heard Tommy’s voice. It seemed deeper, sadder. It was what made you open your eyes.

“Tom?” You croaked out, turning your head as your eyes slowly focused on his face.“I’m here, darling, I’m here.” Tommy immediately said, his hand squeezing yours gently.

“What-? Where-?” You looked around confused and then you noticed the dull ache in your side.

“You’re in the hospital,” Tommy said, “You got shot two weeks ago… At the charity dinner…”

You heard the emotion in his voice, you heard how he strained to keep talking and while Tommy Shelby never was a man of many emotions, he seemed to tear up at the sight of you laying there in the hospital bed, pale and clearly in pain.

“I’m so sorry,” Tommy spoke your name in a soft plea; he begged for you to stay, to forgive him but he wouldn’t blame you if you wanted to go.

“Tommy,” You said, your voice slowly returning to you after he helped you take a few sips from a cup filled with water. “I’m alive, I’m okay or at least… I will be okay.”

Tommy looked up and rose from his chair. It was like you could read his mind; you shuffled carefully in bed, making a bit of space for him to sit next to you and look you in the eye.

Tommy put his forehead against yours, closing his eyes and placing a soft kiss on your lips.

“I could’ve lost you- I thought I had,” he said sternly and leaned closer, “And I never got to tell you… I was planning on telling you… Every time you told me, I wanted to tell you… But I couldn’t- The words didn’t want to leave my lips…”

And after 22 years he finally told you what he had wanted to tell you since he was 12 and you were just 10.He remembered how he had seen you, 10 years old, caring for a horse and calming it down with your soft voice. He remembered how he had thought ‘Yeah… That is the one.’ He remembered how he realized he loved you and never stopped, even if he had tried to forget about it with other people. It was always you… And he finally got to say those sweet words. A fact you already knew yet it didn’t fail to make your heart skip a beat or two.

“I love you.”

[xonepeacelovex]

my cinderella prince

Pairing: Mark Tuan x Reader

Genre: Angst and Fluff | Friends to Lovers AU

Summary: You’ve been waiting for a text message but you got different message this time.

Warning: Alcohol consumption. Also not proofread. 

A/N: This is the result of binge reading all of Mark Tuan’s fan fictions. This is also my first GOT7 fanfiction. I know I did an incorrect quotes before for GOT7. :) Anyway, this is lowkey based on real life and I wrote this for closure because I had enough of the waiting game. I’m letting people go so new ones can come in in my life. Feel free to send me a message or ask. Thank you for reading!

10... 9... 8...

Everyone around you is shouting the countdown and already popping the bottle of champagne. Different colors and shapes of fireworks light up the night sky, making everyone more excited and at awe. 

7... 6... 5... 

Four seconds before the clock strikes 12, and the beginning of the new year. You look at your phone and scroll the notifications. You are met with notifications from Instagram from the pictures you are tagged in and a few last minute greetings from your family and friends. Deciding to answer the greetings later you press the power button of your phone. Getting the open bottle of red wine and pouring yourself a drink. Finally smiling, relieved that the year is ending. Quietly joining the countdown. 

3... 2... 1...

People clinking their glasses and you simply raises yours, smiling warmly to everyone. You sip from your glass and started greeting everyone a happy new year. Though New Year’s Eve is something you always celebrated, you sometimes still get overwhelm with how noisy it can be. 

After drinking everything on your glass, you put it down on the table and started your little quest of finding a quiet place in this party. You followed a couple heading upstairs, head shaking at how the holidays spread love and happiness in the air and somehow forgot someone like you. You found an open empty balcony, a perfect place to clearly see the fireworks.

You felt your phone vibrates on your pocket, instinctively getting it. You open your phone, a smile on your face, kinda expecting a message from a particular person, only for your smile to turn into frown when it is another notification from Instagram. 

Disappointment should be the last emotion you should feel tonight. Yet somehow, you cannot stop yourself from feeling it, mostly for the fact that he didn’t missed a single greeting for the last 10 years. Sighing deeply, trying to shake off the sadness bubbling in your chest. 

Looking up, the fireworks are still decorating the sky. In some way, being alone makes you feel less lonely. Downstairs everyone has someone to put their arms around and kiss when the clock strikes 12. Here, in a balcony, watching the night sky alone, actually makes you feel good. Promising yourself that this year you will celebrate your birthday and new year on a beach, somewhere where it is okay to be alone and not look at with pity because you don’t have someone beside you. 

Perhaps its the alcohol taking over your system, the one responsible for your thoughts. Who told you its a good thing to pre game before coming to a New Year’s Eve party, where you’ll surely drink just before your limit? Slowly breathing in the polluted air of the city, hoping it will help you sober up a little.

You left the balcony in search for a bottle of water, you cannot let yourself get too drunk. When you found a glass of clear liquid, you drank it immediately without much thinking it will be an alcohol in which it is. You take a sharp breath, feeling the burn in your throat. Feeling light headed you immediately went back to your own little space for a fresh air. 

And possibly it is really the alcohol taking over your system when you saw a familiar face in the balcony. Mark Tuan. 

You stumbled forward, not believing that the man you waited a text message from for a whole night is in front of you. Steadying yourself, you take a careful steps this time, towards Mark. Where you think you looked like shit, he is casually leaning against the balcony rail, looking handsome and cool. You think, he didn’t remember you at all at how he just stare at you or maybe its because he knows you and cannot believe that you are drunk already. 

Ten years is a long time to change. And high school for you is the worst era of your life so it should not be a surprised that you will be different from what he knew back then and the same goes for him. 

After a long time, you finally reached the balcony, grabbing the rail for support. You can see clearly now his face and from the way he smiles at you, you know he knows you. You returned his smile with a grin, “Tuan,” greeting him like before. “Y/L/N,” he replied, smiling widely this time. 

You forced yourself to look at the fireworks and stop the urge to keep staring at Mark, breathing in the air to sober you up. With the faint noise of people chattering in the background, he said to you softly, “Happy New Year.”  Blissfully, or in reality half yelling, you greeted him back “Happy New Year!”, looking at him in the eyes.

It is silly to be disappointed at him for not greeting you on your birthday when you are barely friends even back in high school. Besides he just message you every December 31 and after that like a silent agreement between you two, no one will dare to start a conversation for a whole year unless its December 31 again. 

Once in a while, Mark crosses your mind and in some way you always felt a connection between you two. You maybe treat each other as a friend or less than that but you always knew the relationship is special because what kind of friends only texted each other once in a year. 

It is funny to back read your conversation, it is only every December 31. The thought that you never greeted him in his birthday made you feel guilty. In addition to that guilt, you felt disappointed at him because he didn’t greet you yesterday when you never greeted him. Losing the smile on your face, you simply look up again at the sky. 

It is not a baseless assumption but an educated intuition, you like to word it like that, that maybe Mark really did have feelings for you. You are not a kind of person to believe in rumors especially if it is not from him directly. But all of your friends before always teases you to Mark. Whenever that happened, he just say sorry to you and you’ll dismiss it like a joke because of how embarrassed he looks like. Not wanting to be awkward with each other because of the teasing. So even though everyone says Mark likes you, you go ahead and found yourself a boyfriend. The teasing stopped and Mark also stayed away from you. That’s why him greeting you after high school surprised you because he knows and he apparently still treats you as a friend.

Definitely, you still like to avoid awkwardness so when the silence filled the room, you decided you should already go home. Even though 10 years is a long time to gather enough stories to entertain each other. Letting go of the balcony rail, leaning against it instead. Mark also lets go of the rail, this time turning his body to you. 

You chuckle at how awkward you both are, no one is expecting to see each other. “I’ll get going,” you said to him, standing up straight now. You don't want to seem drunk to Mark so you tried your best to walk straightly not until he stop you by grabbing your arm. Pulling you towards him, making you dizzy, stumbling upon him. “Wait,” he said while balancing you in his arms, “I have something to say,” that made you even more dizzy. 

Putting your hands against his chest for support, you tried to stand up alone. When you did, you remove your hands from his body, “Go ahead,” you replied to him.

“Happy birthday,” the greeting you are waiting for. Heart beating wildly against you chest, you smile at him, genuinely happy that he didn’t forget, “Thank you.”  

After this night, you’ll never see him again. You are sure. No need for your heart to beat fast for him, because like before, there will be no words spoken and the hearts will still remain clueless. And you can’t play this game anymore, not when you feel emotions you didn’t felt before for him like disappointment and guilt. Because he’s just a friend who always remember your birthday, nothing more, nothing less. You will not ask for more from the universe, you started walking away. You are maybe, once again, taking Mark for granted. Actually you’ll never know because he never said anything, leaving you in the middle.

What Mark did when he saw you leaving again after giving him that breathtaking smile was to pull you back... again. You found yourself in his arms, clinging to him. You are taken aback with Mark’s actions. You looked at him, confused, “Do you anything else to say?”, tired of this push and pull between you and Mark.

“Yes, and I hope I am not too late,” he said nervously, still holding your arms. You chuckle at him, “Mark, you already greeted me a happy birthday,” tilting your head to look at his eyes which is avoiding yours. “You also greeted me already a happy new year,” you reminded him. 

“No, it’s not about that,” this time he took a deep breath. “It took me years to finally have the courage and maybe a glass of wine to tell you this,” he stopped,  holding your hands in his, “I like you since high school,” he confessed and that left you speechless. “I want to talk to you everyday but I don’t have an excuse except when its your birthday,” Mark continued. “It’s okay if you don-,” that’s when you decided to cut him off with a kiss that surprised him initially but he returned with the same eagerness. 

“Finally, I’ve been waiting for this,” smiling, you whispered against his lips. Mark also smiles, biting his lower lip when he heard you say those words. Now you know why Mark just messages you once in a year. 

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[dalgonachan]

New Year's Resolution

pairing: Joshua x reader genre: new year, angst (if you squint), fluff warnings: alcohol use, fireworks prompt: a countdown to midnight at the balcony has you reflecting on the past year. joshua joins you to make some last minute resolutions. word count: 1146 a/n: happy birthday joshua!! and also a happy new year to everybody!! 🎉🎉🎉

Only fourteen minutes left until the clock struck midnight. From the balcony of your condo unit, you admired how the festive atmosphere made the city lights seem like they were glowing brighter. Everyone was anticipating the new year and it was already beginning to get quite loud. Through the thin walls, you could hear your neighbors next door blasting music, but you could barely recognize any of the songs from all the racket they were making.

To say you were annoyed was false. You were genuinely glad they were enjoying New Year's Eve just as everyone should be doing. So much positive energy and excitement were in the air, but you could not bring yourself to at least feel a tad bit of these emotions. The fact that other people were in the mood to celebrate made you feel jealous. This year was about to pass, yet you were still stuck living in it. So much could have been done to make the most out of it, but unfortunately there was just never enough time.

The door to the balcony slides open and Joshua leaves the warm comfort of your unit to step into the cold night air. In one hand he held a bottle of Sangria while the other held two wine glasses. He sets the crystalware down on the hanging table and pours a drink for each of you, filling up only until half. After sealing the cap back onto the bottle, he hands you your glass and you thank him with a smile. You swirl the liquid around and lift the rim up to your nose, relishing the rich aroma before taking a sip as Joshua does the same.

"The neighbors sure are rowdy for another successful revolution around the Sun party." He jokes and you chuckle.

"Tell me about it." You roll your eyes then shake your head. "If they keep this up, we probably won't get to hear the fireworks."

A loud clatter of metal on the floor startles the both of you and is soon followed by someone getting scolded for having clumsy fingers. Not that it was important, but it cuts your conversation short as you helplessly eavesdrop to the argument going on.

That was what things have been like between you for the last twelve months—short and awkward. Work was always in the way, making you busy with your own personal lives separately. Joshua's schedules were already hectic to begin with that there were nights he would return home worn out and exhausted. Due to this, many of your dates had to be called off. When he grew even busier with work and came home much later, he would walk into your unit and find you still waiting for him. The sight of you fast asleep on the table across his food which had already gone cold wracked him with guilt. Sadly, things did not get any better from there.

One night, he opened the door to the sight of his cold dinner sitting idly on the tabletop. The chair you usually sat on was empty and a green sticky note was attached to the side of his mug. He plucked it off from the ceramic surface and read the words written on it.

"Warm up the food in the microwave for 45 seconds. Sorry I couldn't wait anymore. I'm really sleepy zzz. Goodnight. I love you."

A small smile ghosted on his face as he sighed. Walking into your shared bedroom, he finds your peacefully sleeping figure under the sheets and comes closer to kiss the top of your head. After that, he changed out of his work clothes to do as you instructed in the note. Weeks later, you woke up to mornings wherein Joshua would no longer bother to eat his food. You threw away the untouched leftovers from the night before.

"Maybe I should come up with a New Year's resolution." You say with a faraway look in your eyes. "I'm going to make sure I'm always awake when you come home so that dinner isn't lonely for you."

Joshua giggles, admiring your innocent determination. If someone were to blame for the lack of quality time in your relationship, clearly he was the one at fault. However, your heart was overflowing with love and forgiveness that you held nothing against him.

"My New Year's resolution is to develop better time management skills." He said hopefully. "I've been so focused on work all year, I barely got to focus on us. I'm sorry."

You shake your head and gently place a hand on his arm as a gesture of reassurance. "I understand how busy you are and I'm fine with it. What's important to me is that you eat and rest well. As long as you make sure to take care of yourself, there is no problem."

"But it makes me miss you a lot." Joshua frowns, intertwining his fingers with yours. "I don't think I've hugged or kissed you enough this year. I rarely got to say 'good morning' and 'good night', not even an 'I love you' everyday. That's just the bare minimum and I couldn't even do it!"

With a roll of your eyes, you set the wine glass down and envelope Joshua in a bone-crushing hug.

"Stop being so cheesy, you dork." You playfully scold before pecking him on the cheek. "I love you. Do you feel better now?"

"Hey, I'm being honest." He said, looking at you right in the eyes. "I really want to make up for all the dates we cancelled. This year, I'm going to take you out on more and better dates."

The way he says it with so much conviction makes your heart speed up. Delight replaces the pensive mood you were feeling and the anticipation for New Year suddenly kicks in.

"I'm really looking forward to it." You say, beaming brightly at your boyfriend who mirrors your expression with his adorable crescent-shaped eye smile.

"You know what? Why don't we go to Lotte World for our anniversary?" He suggests and you gasp excitedly like a child.

"Oh my god, yes! Last time I've been there I was like elev—"

A bunch of exploding fireworks light up the sky with pretty colors as you hear a chorus of people yelling "Happy New Year!". You check your phone for the time and the clock reads "12:00 AM". Turning to look at Joshua, you greet him a happy new year who greets you back despite your voices being drowned out by all the noise. Just then, he kisses you full on the lips as more fireworks continue to erupt in the background.

When the kiss breaks, even with all the commotion, he swears he hears you whisper, "I wish for more moments like this for the both of us." to which he responds with "Me too."

[quirrrky]

For the TWELFTH DATE OF CHRISTMAS a daydream came to me...

A FIREWORKS DATE w/ SANEMI especially ignited for the bubbly and kind @rainysketches. Exploding colors and bursting feelings. Indulge in your dream holidate!

FEATURED DATE SONG: BABY I LOVE YOUR WAY (COVER) by JOSEPH VINCENT

Squeezing yourself in, you tried to pass through despite the crowd. All the people in your village have gathered to celebrate the new year together at the fireworks festival. Right now, it's safe to say that you can't even drop a needle with just how many have decided to attend.

"Dummy!" You felt someone grab your hand. Judging by the roughness, you thought that it'd probably be your childhood friend, Sanemi. You weren't wrong. "You're lost again, what the hell!"

"S-Sane-" Everyone was clad in their best yukata and it's pretty confusing whos' who.

Sanemi looked away with an angrier-looking face. "Tch!"

Still having your hand in his, he dragged you off to somewhere. "Where are we-"

"We'll find the best view, what else? Don't tell me you're planning to just stand there?"

You held your giggle. Sanemi had always been so angry with just anything. At first, you thought him to be quite intimidating, but later on, you found his pouting non-sense to be cute. Somehow, you're proud that you're the only one, aside from his brother, who knew that adorable side of him which he usually hid under a vexed persona.

He had been a fixture in your life. He's the one who's there whenever you needed someone. He's the one who always got your back. Now, you wondered how things would be if you go your separate ways? Or when the time comes that he finally found someone to marry?

Someone to marry?!

Your chest tightened. How can you feel this bad about the thought of that?

Lost in your thoughts, you accidentally let go of his hand when someone bumped into you.

Noticing what happened, Sanemi called out on the person. "Hey! Look where you're going, assh-"

"Sanemi! It's the new year in just a few minutes. We don't want a fight here." You reminded him.

"Then watch your steps." He turned and scolded you. You narrowed your eyes at him as a form of warning, and he slightly pouted turning his face away. He offered his hand to you again and silently murmured. "I mean, be careful."

With a cheeky smile, you took his hand and he led to you the perfect spot, so far. You checked the nearest clock and saw that you still have a few minutes before the fireworks show commence. Much to your dismay, though, the spot you took already grabbed a lot of people's attention. Sanemi remained on holding you so that you won't be separated.

The fireworks began popping and you sighed in disappointment while standing in your tippy toes. Despite getting in the spot first, the crowd in front of you blocked your view of the show. Resigned in accepting your fate, you gave out a heavy sigh.

Out of nowhere, however, Sanemi stood in front of you and pulled your arms wrapping it around him.

"Sa-Sanemi, what are you doing!?" You asked him frantically, and he didn't listen. Further, he pulled you higher up to him so that you're already seated on his shoulders. "This is..."

You're sure as hell blushing.

"Don't tell me you're scared, chibi girl?"

"That's not what I mean! Why are you carrying me?"

"Because you're small!" He retaliated, holding you to place. "Stop moving, you idiot! You might fall!"

Lights of different colors exploded in the sky--they were dancing amusingly and your eyes glimmered with the way they glowed.

You honestly didn't know what to feel. Everything had been so eventful the past year... 

Sanemi...Though you've spent years with him, you're starting to realize that there's still more that you want to know about him, and there's still more of you that you wanted him to know about. Can that be possible?

It's not like he's your boyfriend or anything! But the way your heart was fluttering meant a different thing. 

You’ve been running away from considering Sanemi in a romantic way before but everything that’s happening was making you see things differently. Like you’ve been blind this entire time, when it’s right just there in front of you all along.

What was this you're feeling?

You've been so close that he felt so natural to you that life would feel incomplete without the sight of him. With him, your heart was filled with unexplainable joy that you kept running away from but you just couldn’t help but fall for them right now.

You were spiralling in your head when you noticed that you were actually spiralling in real life. Someone pushed Sanemi so hard that you lost your balance, and slid from your spot on his shoulders. 

With the right movements, he caught you in his arms, so he was carrying you bridal style. Your arms were wrapped around him, and your faces were so close to each other. You got lost in his eyes and the way he was looking at you.

Was the popping you're hearing coming from the fireworks or from the beating inside your chest? How was it that your heart feel like bursting too?

Despite everyone enjoying the fireworks display, both of you were lost in each others' gazes. Your eyes slowly closed. You could see nothing but you could feel the touch of lips on yours. It was just a touch not even a peck but it felt like fireworks. It was a kiss that exploded a new year inside you.

The show ended and you're walking with your hands in each others' still without casting the other any glance. It was just embarrassing! You just wished he'd say something before you reach your home, and it's time for you to let go.

"It's your fault I didn't get to watch the stupid fireworks!" Sanemi angrily complained.

Looking at him, you took note of the redness of his face. "Are you mad at me?"

"Yes, I am!"

"Then why are you still holding my hand?" You fought back, which made him pay attention to your linked hands.

You heard him grunt and a grin slipped your face.

"Hey, dummy! Because it's all your fault you have to watch the fireworks display with me again next year."

"I'm okay with that. Such a small thing!” You bashfully tease feeling your cheeks heating up even more. “If you want, I can even watch it with you even until the year after next year." 

You heard him scoff. "Ha! If that's too small to you, then watch it with me every year after this year. That’s right. As long as a new year exists!"

Your head turned sharply at his direction and you saw his red and determined face.

"A-Are you..." You tentatively started which he didn't let you finish.

"Hmph...Yes, I mean it...You!" There, you can see his faux angry face but you knew that he's just hiding his embarrassment. You can't even hide yours, but it didn't really matter. His expression slightly calmed down. With a helpless pout and a matching tomato face, he said that one thing that you didn’t know you've been wanting to hear all this time. "Damn, it. Marry me."

A/N: @rainysketches OMG!!!! I hope you enjoy thisss! Because I did and I had a lot of fun! I miss writing for Sanemi so this request was totally a savior! Have a Happy New Year!!!!!

EVENT NAVIGATION: #12 DATES ✼ 12th DATE [12 DATES OF CHRISTMAS EVENT]

☾ masterlist: Sanemi ✧ KNY ☾ ⁺˚*·✧ request guidelines ✧⁺˚*·

[kodzukoi]

farewell 2021, greetings 2022 :)

if ur seeing this, it's bc i decided to write something for the new year... (well i'll schedule it to post at 11:59 or 12, idk yet lol but if i forget to save it then that's another thing HAHAHA anyways) hm, i'd love to do personal messages but i hate leaving people out (lol bc ik i would definitely get hurt if i got left out-) so i'll just do general messages instead:

to my moots:

hello, i can't believe u guys follow me BACK, not just follow me but follow me back- what i've done to interest u guys, i'll never know... it was crazy to be honest: some of y'all i found through the haikyuu tag, others through other moots - some are people i've looked up to in the 6 or so months i've actually been active on tumblr and others are some of the best people i've ever met in my 17 years of life (stupid fireworks going off already :/ it is 20:10 or 8:10pm as i write this lol). but i'd like to take the time and thank each and every single one of u who've stuck with me (surprisingly bc i don't really think i have that much to offer - anything worth staying over that is) and i hope i get to see u all succeed and do everything u want in life. u all deserve it and i'm cheering for u all - there's more i wanted to say but i forgot... hopefully i'll remember soon lol

to my anons:

i'm really thankful for and proud of u for having the courage to come talk to me in my inbox. truly. before i've gained some exposure on this blog, i spent my time just talking to people through their inboxes on anon because i was too scared to actually talk without using anon (um idk why, i think i was really scared of getting hate bc hate was really big in june if i remember correctly... or in the hq community at least?) but yeah! if ur not a hate anon, i promise i won't bite so feel free to come talk to me anytime <3

and last but not least, to my followers (so literally everyone):

i'm so very thankful for u all for making this second half of the year so great. every like, comment, reblog, follow - it all meant the world to me and i loved posting content because it meant that i got to read your tags/comments and it made me so so happy. (why am i talking like i'm gonna die- i promise i'm not trying to die or anything lakjsdf-) i actually just ate dinner so i apologize if literally nothing has made sense bc my train of thought was broken (i also need to go shower...) but yes, i love you all so much. if ur on good terms with friends and family and other loved ones, tell them how much u love them and are thankful that they've made it to 2022 with u, if not then i'm telling u that i'm very thankful that u've made it to 2022 with me. i'm also very grateful that each and every one of u exists in this world and i hope all the good things happen to u guys <3

with love,

koi

[violetwolfraven]

Crossover Headcanons

((I know I have requests in my inbox but I just had to get this out of my head. Also I probably won’t be posting those requests for a while because my writer’s block is only barely starting to lift, so...))

Anyway this is gonna start off from one perspective and go to more later. Enjoy. 💜

Tw: past death, nightmares

...

So this is a... spin-off? Of the reincarnation au? An alternate timeline? A variant? Whatever it is the newsies are reincarnated and remember their past.

Also somehow most of them are going to the same college here, (I’m not going to say which one because I don’t want to research colleges right now) even if they’ve got a wide range of majors.

There’s only one dorm building even if people are only allowed to share a room with someone of the same gender.

This works out well for Elmer, because he’s pretty happy to be rooming with his boyfriend, Buttons.

But then he gets up to the floor their dorm is on and almost drops the box he’s holding.

Because it’s fuckin her. His national-level math nemesis since 11th grade. They’ve only faced off twice, the first time with her team winning and the second with his winning, but they’re each the only one who can beat the other in a math competition.

Elmer can see the shock in her eyes as she recognizes him and shouts YOU and then she’s stomping over to him aggressively enough that he’s pretty sure she wants to throw down physically.

Jack (who’s also on that floor with Davey) figures that too, and steps in front of him before she gets too close, but that girl acts like she doesn’t even notice him and shouts I WAS HALF A SECOND BEHIND YOU SOLVING THAT PROBLEM!

Elmer is kinda terrified but he defensively shoots back well I still solved it first and moves around Jack because this is his math nemesis and his fight.

The girl scowls at him for a couple more seconds then just sticks out her hand to shake, and Elmer realizes that he doesn’t actually know her name beyond the surname he’s seen on the back of her mathletes jacket. She introduces herself as Cady Heron.

Elmer Kazprzak, he responds, and Cady looks like she’s trying not to laugh, but he figures that’s probably fair, with how ‘Elmer’ was a common name in 1885 but not so much in 2003.

Jack clears his throat so Elmer introduces him but forgets that this isn’t their high school so things like oh this is Jack. He’s basically my dad. are weird.

Cady definitely thinks it’s weird but she doesn’t question it. Instead she just asks where Elmer is living, and it turns out, of course, he and Buttons are right next door to her and her roommate, Karen.

(I say Cady is living with Karen because Gretchen wanted to live with Regina and rules be damned Janis is with Damien.)

Elmer isn’t completely sure he’s not going to get murdered in his sleep but he guesses if he could handle the 1899 Newsboy Strike and World War I he can handle Cady Heron.

Meanwhile Katherine is going to Harvard so Sarah is rooming with someone she’s never met and she’s a little nervous.

And in stomps a girl who declares I’m a lesbian and if you have a problem with that tell me now so I can switch dorms.

And Sarah responds with my girlfriend out at Harvard would be pretty pissed at me if I did have a problem with that.

The girl lets her guard down, explains that she comes from a small town, and says her name is Alyssa Greene.

After that little bump, they get along good. Alyssa explains that her girlfriend, Emma, registered late and couldn’t get a dorm with who she wanted.

And Sarah’s just kinda like wait Emma as in Unruly Hearts Emma? Alyssa’s just like yeah!! I’m so proud of her!!

Sarah brags a bit about how Katherine is studying to be a journalist with a specialty in queer stories and long story short they become besties and eventually Alyssa introduces Emma for real and Sarah introduces Smalls and Sniper.

Emma and Alyssa are a bit thrown by the whole nickname thing but hey whatever now they have a Lesbian Club!

They do meet up with the boys occasionally but the Lesbian Club meets on a video call with Katherine every Saturday.

Anyway Jack meets Janis in art class and initially they kinda think each other is weird because their styles are very different but then they get in an actual conversation and get along amazingly.

Jack is definitely a fan of Janis’s philosophy of when someone hurts your friends you attack and grind your foe into the ground.

Janis tells her new bestie about Cady and Damien (and Regina, Gretchen, and Karen, though she still keeps Cady and Damien closer than the former Plastics) and she’s honestly shocked by the amount of friends Jack tells her about.

She does recognize some names, though. Romeo and Damien are both theatre majors and they’ve become friends.

But anyway Jack and Janis are like. Super good friends. Art buddies. Mlm/wlw solidarity. Protective friend pals.

Janis is pretty surprised when she introduces him to Cady and they’ve already met, and apparently oh fuck your math nemesis is Jack’s Elmer???

Jack’s just going oh fuck Elmer’s math nemesis Cady is Janis’s Cady???

Also Regina met Spot and Sarah at the gym and now they meet up with a few other people every other week to throw down like their own personal fight club.

At first Regina was just angrily trying to fight with no technique, but don’t worry, Spot and Sarah teach her.

There weren’t a ton of out gays at Northshore High, so yeah the Mean Girls crew definitely gets along with the Newsies crew out of solidarity.

Janis and at least one of the Plastics but I can’t choose which one(s) join the Lesbian Club.

Meanwhile Race is super hyped to meet Emma cause like I choreographed a dance to your song wanna see???

Emma is flattered but kinda weirded out and she mentions her friend Angie who’s a dancer too and Race is just *error 404*

Cause of course he saw the news story and knows Emma knows these 4 big Broadway stars but it just. Hasn’t connected until this moment that she like has their numbers.

He tries not to freak out too much cause he knows that’s weird but Emma eventually goes do you wanna meet her? And Race goes do I wanna meet her? She’s only my IDOL!! she’s been dancing like 20 years and she’s still got it!!

Emma calls Angie partially because she likes her new dancer friend and wants to make him happy and partially because she wants to prove to Angie that people do appreciate her zazz and despite how she was just a chorus girl until a few months ago this random boy from New York has been a fan since he was 12.

Angie can’t exactly fly over at the drop of a hat but she watches some videos on YouTube of Race dancing and like holy hell this kid is good. And his friends are too but this kid right here has zazz off the charts.

When she finds out he’s an orphan she’s lowkey can I adopt him??? but then she finds out he already has an adoptive mother and it’s Medda Larkin.

Medda Larkin who did more than a few shows with Angie when they were young but left Broadway to open her own theatre.

They fell out of touch years ago but still follow each other on Instagram and stuff.

But Angie shows Barry and Dee Dee and she’s super excited like remember Medda Larkin??? THIS IS HER ADOPTIVE KID AND HE’S AMAZING

And they watch YouTube clips of Emma’s new friends in high school shows and like wtf these kids are fuckin talented why aren’t they on Broadway???

They almost tell Emma to tell her friends to drop out of college and come straight (haha not that straight) to Broadway but Trent is like wtf no education is important.

Whatever the actors aren’t that relevant.

Sarah has a nightmare about her death one night. And with the others it’s not as big of a deal because they’re all rooming with each other, but Sarah’s roommate isn’t one of them.

She thinks Alyssa is asleep so she calls Katherine crying about how scared she was, how guilty she felt to be leaving her brothers and friends and Kath without a goodbye.

And Alyssa isn’t quite awake, but she’s awake enough that she hears Sarah whisper about how everything is just so stupid complicated. I shouldn’t be afraid of dying when I’ve done it before—when we’ve all died horribly—but I still am, Kitty. I can’t stop being afraid.

Alyssa is out of it enough that she falls back asleep, but when she wakes up she knows what she heard. That her roommate thinks she had a past life and died and implied that all her friends did.

Emma notices she’s acting weird and when she asks what’s wrong she tells her.

They both know it sounds crazy, but...

Emma tentatively points out some weird things about their friends from New York.

She’s study buddies with Race and occasionally he points something out she got wrong on her history homework. Something so small and inconsequential that it would’ve been almost impossible for him to know unless he was there and remembered from experience.

Smalls and Sniper have a habit of jumping apart if they were so much as holding hands and someone walks in on them, even though they come from a mostly accepting city with an accepting friend group.

That whole group straight up skipped history class the whole week they were learning about World War I and refused to make up the work.

They bring the half-baked theory to Janis who immediately remembers all the times she’s seen Jack draw small war-torn towns in France and dirty city streets and an outdated skyline as if seen from a rooftop, all of them too detailed to be anything but directly copied from something Jack has seen before.

But the question is if they’re drawn from a reference photo or a memory.

Cady realizes, upon hearing the theory, that Elmer and Buttons never take her up on offers to come to football games because they don’t like the noise.

More specifically, she remembers the look on her nemesis/frenemy’s face when he said he didn’t like fireworks.

Aaron notices that Davey always solves math problems by hand. He never uses a calculator unless someone reminds him it’s an option. And half the time, he defaults to using his right hand with terrible handwriting even though he’s left handed. Almost like he was raised with the whole ‘left hand devil’ thing, which doesn’t make sense because he went to a public school; not a religious one.

Damien realizes that Romeo has a habit of correcting the costume department, like he knows the period clothing for Hello, Dolly! better than they do. It annoys the hell out of them because upon some research, he is always right.

Regina notes how Spot and Sarah fight like they’re fighting for their lives in a street brawl. She knows that because she started taking karate in an attempt to win fights. She noticed months ago that her friends use technique that’s barely sustainable, like they’re just trying to stay alive until they can run or backup comes.

However all this is just fun and games, a crack theory they’re all mildly creeped out by but don’t really believe, until Gretchen finds it.

An article on the Newsboy Strike of 1899.

There’s a copy of the Newsies Banner, written by Katherine Plumber, which references strike leaders Jack Kelly and David Jacobs.

But they could write that off as just a creepy coincidence if not for the photo.

It’s the one Katherine and Darcy took that first day, which is in black and white and not the greatest quality, but clearly shows a lot of familiar faces.

A later story by this Katherine Plumber documents lives of street kids with interviews from kids with the same odd nicknames as the group they know.

Regina was the most cynical about this theory and even she can’t deny it now. There’s just too much evidence.

Especially when Karen finds Crutchie’s obituary, but Regina stops her from showing it to anyone else because that’s just too creepy.

The Mean Girls crew and Alyssa and Emma are... unsure if they should confront their friends about this, because a) this is freaky and b) the newsie gang is clearly still harboring trauma due to their deaths.

Plus, as Damien points out, being gay was illegal in 1899. Do you think they want a reminder of how they had to hide their feelings for each other back then?

Emma and Alyssa share a knowing look because they know what that’s like.

In the end Karen lets it slip when she asks Davey a question about her history homework involving World War II, mistakenly believing he was there.

Davey naturally questions her about it and she spills the entire story about how Alyssa heard Sarah’s phone call and they figured everything else out from there. She even shows him the article with the 1899 photo and the Newsies Banner.

And... shit, there’s a lot of memories behind that picture. And that’s them, over a hundred years ago, when they were kids and they weren’t all the same age like this time around.

The old Davey looks so big compared to Romeo and Elmer and god was Specs tall for a 15-year-old.

Davey didn’t even meet Smalls and Sniper in this lifetime until they were 16, but in that picture they’re only 13 and they’re so small.

A sidenote on Katherine has a picture of her in a hairstyle he hasn’t seen her in since 1917.

It’s a mixture between ptsd and nostalgia and Davey can’t decide whether to freak out or be happy.

He takes the article to Jack and tells him about how Gretchen found it and their non-reincarnated friends know.

Jack’s silently cursing the fact that he really should have been more careful with what he drew around Janis, but it’s kinda a relief that they know, honestly.

He shoots a quick text to the group chat and then turns his phone on do not disturb mode while he sits Janis down for a little chat.

He doesn’t go into graphic detail, but he does tell her an abridged version of everything. How they were basically a family and all lgbt+ in the early 20th century and how they died before their time and got a second chance.

It’s more than a little freaky for Janis, but it does explain a lot.

Such as how Jack demonstrates on a dare that he can still do some parkour because once upon a time, he used it to run from the cops.

Elmer tells Cady he’s so quick at math because he used to have to calculate change quickly and later had to help Jack and Davey come up with battle plans based on numbers vs tactics and terrain.

Regina definitely trusts Spot’s combat advice a lot more now because he was essentially a gang leader as a teenager and it has literally saved his life.

Race admits to Emma that her song made him cry because... in this lifetime he might not have had to be closeted, but in his last he was constantly worried about getting arrested or worse if people found out not just about him and his boyfriend, but his friends. His family.

Emma may or may not collaborate with him after that to write a song about how much it hurts to be closeted for your own safety and how much better it feels to be free to be who you are. Race dances in the music video and many of the other newsies make appearances but it’s mainly him and Emma. Spot and Alyssa cry when they see it. Damien does, too.

Who am I kidding everyone cries.

They get like 4 million hits on YouTube and it’s amazing.

The title is probably In the Light or something.

Also Cady, Aaron, Kevin, and Elmer form their own college level mathletes team and no one can beat them.

(Kevin’s not as close with the main group literally only because I don’t know that much about him as a character.)

(Also Stacy, Kailey, and whatever their boyfriends’ names are might be there somewhere but I don’t know them either.)

Katherine does get to meet the new kids in person eventually. And also I didn’t mention this earlier but Specs goes to Harvard too and he comes to visit too.

The power when the Lesbian Club finally gets to meet all in person? Unparalleled.

:)

[qiankunfics]

JohnKun Masterlist Part 3

AO3: 

1. snowflake. by softsuna

Summary: kun waits for johnny Rating: General Status: One-Shot

2. Heart Attack! by Aoba_boba

Summary: Four times Kun attacks Johnny's heart and the one time it's the other way around: Rating: General Status: One-Shot

3. Cream Heroes by criesmom

Summary: Johnny has been watching Cream Heroes cat videos for a year now, but he won't let his love of the mystery cat owner get in the way of his pursuit of the cute boy in his literature class. Rating: Teen Status: One-Shot

4. you could say i'm... 'kinky' by ThirteenthMouse6572

Summary:  "Yeah, I'm kinky. My kink is you getting all the love and attention you deserve." Rating: General Status:  One-Shot

5. 내 아버지 (my father)

Summary: in which johnny seo's son is developing into a problem child, and he's building quite a rapport with the boy's teacher - after all, they might as well be friends if they're seeing each other so often. Rating: Teen Status: One-Shot

6. darkened nights and violent things by sekaijuu

Summary: Sure, being an omega professor at an all-alpha boys-only boarding school wasn't Kun's definition of ideal, but the pay was enough to support him and his cat and so he deemed it alright. Rating: Mature Status: On-Going

7. I Think About It 24/7 by lunalius

Summary: Kun wakes up hungover in a familiar bed. Rating: Teen Status: One-Shot

8. Piano Forte by tennisuhs

Summary:  Kun did mistakes, like any other. He'd build himself up over and once again, but this time he was willing to hold onto a helping hand. Rating: Teen Status: One-Shot

9. Tale as Old as Time by makbaes (gentlemindedlostgirl)

Summary: Kun doesn't have much energy to properly parent his sons, Donghyuck and Chenle. Thankfully for him, his husband Johnny tells them one hell of a bedtime story. Rating: General Status: One-Shot

10. A October Breeze

Summary: Every one thinks Johnny is a bad boy, but Kun discovers that he's more than the rumours people say about him. Rating: General Status: One-Shot

11. flower language gang by sunlariums

Summary: Sicheng is curious about Kun's tattoos. Kun indulges him for a story. Rating: General Status: One-Shot

12. Cardiac Arrest by lunalius

Summary: Kun is concerned about the regular that shows up at least five times a day to order a double strength large long black. Or he's attracted to him. Or both. Rating: Mature Status: One-Shot

13. Try out fireworks by tennisuhs

Summary: Chenle's dad always comes to pick him up a tad late, but that's fine because his favourite teacher plays him songs on the piano and hugs him if he is scared. Rating: Teen Status: One-Shot

14. a little help never hurt by softsuna

Summary: Sure, he had an idea that it wouldn't be the most accommodating circumstance in the world, but hey, he's Superman, how bad could it be? Rating: Genneral Status: One-Shot

15. need you all up in my veins

Summary: Johnny has a constant cycle in his life and he's happy that Kun is in it. Rating: General Status: One-Shot

16. Warm by criesmom

Summary: Johnny didn't expect to meet the love of his life in Ten's bathroom Rating: General Status: One-Shot

17. Several Drinks Later by jokheiz

Summary: After two years of being college roommates Johnny had finally (somehow) convinced Kun to go to a party. Rating: Teen Status: One-Shot

18. of peach and vanilla by RedamancyEffect

Summary: after mating, youngho and kun finally get to the bedroom. Rating: Explicit Status: One-Shot

19. Woke Up In Japan (1:27 AM) by kyungsco

Summary: It's that time of the year again—yes, it's another trip to Osaka for SMTown, and this time, Kun and Johnny are sharing a hotel room. Which shouldn't be too bad, if only Kun doesn't secretly want to suck his roommate's dick. Rating: Explicit Status: One-Shot

20. Happenstance by lunalius

Summary: Johnny, single father of one, gets another parent to look after Donghyuck in the playground while he has to rush home on a work errand. And Donghyuck makes a new friend. Rating: General Status: One-Shot

21. it beats for you so listen close by heartsighed

Summary: In which Johnny moonlights as Y, one half of the mysterious duo that runs the most popular radio program on campus, and Kun moonlights as Twitter user zhoujielunshusband96, dedicated Jay Chou fanboy. Rating: Teen Status: One-Shot

22. saturday boy

Summary: johnny is learning mandarin - kun and sicheng are not aware Rating: General Status: One-Shot

23. serendipity by softsuna

Summary: johnny can't sleep Rating: General Status: One-Shot

AO3 Collection: 

24. Jisung's Adventurous Adventures by owzy

Summary: Johnny and Kun as Jisung’s parents. 

25. spring, summer (and everything in between) by tentography

Summary: Johnny and Kun were schoolmates, now Johnny is famous. 

26. the new normal by tophaehae

Summary: Established JohnKun family. 

27. neighbours au by umiwomitai

Summary: Johnny and Kun are neighbours.    

Twitter: 

28. https://twitter.com/19250520x/status/1320500019326140416 

Summary: Johnkun use to be penpals until Johnny ghosted Kun.  Status: On-going

29. Omphalos by singledadjohnny

Summary: Athens is rising to power, and a gung-ho Athenian athlete/playwright likes to brag about it and himself. The Spartan warrior he defeated in the Olympic Games does not like this. Status: Completed 

30. https://twitter.com/realitysuh/status/1347624485806080001

Summary: Drabble about how Kun’s sneaks a papaya into their fridge. 

31.https://twitter.com/kittyong/status/1318017134916734977

Summary: Johnny and Kun are. 

[konpithepuppy]

[TRANSLATION: POTATO 06.2021]

7 MEN SAMURAI

Proofread by aji10647731 (Twitter)/ @janiappend

Scans not mine

Neither an English nor a Japanese native speaker

Feel free to correct me, thanks

DEGREE OF LOVE

Measuring the degree of love they have for their partner in quiz format. 2 questions that test their relationship and 1 original question for each pair, can they match their answers with each other!? (Interview was done around the 1st 10 days of April)

NAKAMURA REIA x YABANA REI

BEING PIXELATED IN A STREET INTERVIEW?

Yabana: The interview this time is for us pair to match our answers. There are 3 questions in total.

Nakamura: Let us answer after "go". The first question is, "What is the best memory of us two?" Ready, set, go..."my sister..."

Yabana: "Going to an instrument store..." It is clear that we are completely talking about different things (LOL).

Nakamura: Mine is about my sister giving Yabana a jersey. My sister likes Yabana and she gives him advice through me. She gives advice like, "His hair is long, it is better for him to cut it. His hairstyle in summer 2 years ago is good." (LOL).

Yabana: Also, she said, "He always wears shabby sweatshirt," so I received a brand new jersey from her through Reia (LOL).  What I was trying to say earlier is the time where the 2 of us went to instrument store to see some bass.

Nakamura: We also did that! After buying the bass, I got it painted by Yabana's father. But, since we both talked about family members, I wonder if this is partially correct (LOL).

Yabana: Let's perfectly match in the 2nd question. "Describe your relationship in one word." Ready, set, go..."a bad companion!"

Nakamura: "Boyfriend-girlfriend!" We didn't match again (LOL).

Yabana: We often talk but we usually endlessly talk about things that won't do any good, right? That is like being bad friends having fun.

Nakamura: We talk about things like our fave musics or fave manga. Our hobbies match.

Yabana: It's just that there is no substance (LOL).

Nakamura: No matter how late at night it is already, Yabana plays with me when I invite him in a game, so I think our relationship is like a boyfriend who cannot refuse to his girlfriend's invites (LOL).

Yabana: I see. Well, playing a game late at night is also a bad thing so this means that this is also partially correct...(LOL).

Nakamura: Right? (LOL). We are at the last question now. "If you are called for another street interview for a television show, are you going to do it?" Ready, set, go..."I won't do it!"

Yabana: "I will do it!"...we didn't match (LOL).

Nakamura: Well, when Yabana appeared in the street interview for 「Getsuyou Kara Yofukashi」, I asked the manager, "Can I also do an interview like that?" And then, I was told, "No, you can't," by the manager.

Yabana: Really? (LOL)  I also contacted the manager before the filming just in case, I asked if it's okay to take an interview. And then, since the manager said it's okay, it was a chance to advertise 7 MEN 侍 in a television!

Nakamura: It seems like it is okay for Yabana to do it, but not for me (LOL). But I have a feeling that I want to be on an interview too. Oh, well, next time when the 2 of us got interviewed, I think let's do the interview where I am the only one being pixelated.

Yabana: That's probably suspicious in the contrary! (LOL)

SUGETA RINNE x MOTODAKA KATSUKI

THE PERCENTAGE OF WATCHING EACH OTHER'S TV SHOW APPEARANCES IS?

Motodaka: Our best memory, huh.

Sugeta: Rinne thought of something!

Motodaka: Well, let's say our answers. Ready, set, go!

Sugeta: "When we welcomed Reiwa!"

Motodaka: "Sexy Zone's..." Ah!! Wait, that's my answer too! (LOL)

Sugeta: You're  trying to talk about Sexy Zone, right? (LOL) Is it about a concert tour?

Motodaka: Yup. During Sexy Zone's concert tour, only our hotel room was the Cinderella-like (LOL). We were ojousama-like.

Sugeta: That also crossed my mind!

Motodaka: But if we talk about something special, it is definitely the moment where we welcomed Reiwa.

Sugeta: We went to watch a late-night movie, and since it will be Reiwa very soon, we spent time together. When it became 12 midnight, we went," Ye~y, It's Reiwa now~!"

Motodaka: That was special.

Sugeta: I took a screenshot of the time "0:00" that was displayed in my phone.

Motodaka: For me, I recorded the memory of us when it turned 12 midnight that day.

Sugeta: That was nostalgic~!

Motodaka: The next one is to describe in one word our relationship. Shall we it say at once!? Ready, set, go!

Sugeta: "Consultation partner!"

Motodaka: "Comrade!"...Aah (LOL).

Sugeta: When Rinne is not interactive, right? You always try to symphatize with me.

Motodaka: It is a situation where I'll be made to ask, "Did something happen?" You are little bit annoying type of person (LOL).

Sugeta: Fairly, I am easy to understand.

Motodaka: That makes me slightly sullen (LOL).

Sugeta: What do you mean by comrade?

Motodaka: After we each did different projects, we end up in the same unit.

Sugeta: I see. The 3rd question is about how much we watch each other's tv appearances. Let's answer in percentage. Is that good? Let's answer it?

Motodaka: Ready, set, go..."80%"!

Sugeta: "90%"! That was close ~! Rinne records the quiz shows every week. Since I also want to try appearing in tv shows, so I watch shows that I have the possibility to appear in. I almost watch all of the shows where Katsuki appear too.

Motodaka: Me too, more than the shows where I appear, I overwhelmingly watch more shows where Rinne appear than mine. But I can't watch it in real time so I answered "80%".

Sugeta: Rinne watch the shows multiple times because Rinne loves appearing in shows.

Motodaka: I watch shows where I think I did good in recording.

Sugeta: Certainly! I think if I'm not in good shape during the recording, I will not watch it that much. By the way, I still watch my appearance in 「SASUKE」until now (LOL). Everyone watched it during the rehearsal for ARASHI-san's concert, right?

Motodaka: That was exciting~!

Sugeta: I watch with my family Katsuki's appearance in quiz shows. When Rinne got the right answer even though Katsuki didn't, I noisily go, "Why didn't Katsuki got it right?" (LOL).

Motodaka: That's natural for a quiz show. It's tough but that's my fate...

SASAKI TAIKO x KONNO TAIKI

CLEANING AFTER TAIKO CHALLENGE...

Konno: Our best memory, let's say our answers after the go signal! "Fireworks in Odaiba."

Sasaki: "Amusement park!" Ah~that one~ (LOL). The one where we watched fireworks!!

Konno: That was around 4-5 years ago already, right?

Sasaki: That was close to the end of summer.

Konno: Yabana, me, Sakuchan (Sakuma Ryuto) and you (Taiko) were there.

Sasaki: The fireworks were really beautiful. We could see it from the restaurant. Although it is a beautiful memory, it didn't come to my mind~!

Konno: Well, the amusement park is also a good memory. (Takahashi) Yuto and (Iwasaki) Taisho were there too. Everyone went to places like haunted house, it was really fun~(LOL).

Sasaki: There was a collaboration with 「Kurosaki-kun no Iinari ni Nante Naranai」right at that time. I wanted to ride Kurosaki-kun's gondola no matter what so I rode the ferris wheel around 3 times. That was fun~.

Konno: Next, "Describe in one word your relationship." Ready, set, go..."close friends!"

Sasaki: "Consulatation partner!" Well, we said 2 different things but they mean the same thing.

Konno: Yeah. Since we are always together, our trust with each other is not just on the shallow level.

Sasaki:  Even the things that I can't tell to other people, I talk about those with Konpi (Konno). I generally give positive advices to Konpi. When he consults to me saying, "I want to try this but...," I reply, "I think that's great." I think that we won't know the result until we try it so it is better to freely do it.

Konno: For the last question, with the theme that's only for us 2, "What is the best Taiko Challenge episode?" Let's match our answers time.

Sasaki: Okay. Ready, set, go!

Konno and Sasaki: "Shampoo!" Ye~y! (High five)

Konno: That is a masterpiece.

Sasaki: It has the most number of likes and plays.

Konno: The one with cola is also good but if it's the best, then it's gotta be the content with shampoo.

Sasaki: The content with cola became known but even I myself think that the content with shampoo is a masterpeiece. I planned that 2 weeks before the filming. I thought that I'll do that on my birthday. And then, Akarui Tonikaku-san did that in the variety show.

Konno: What a timing (LOL).

Sasaki: I was troubled, "Uwa, seriously! It overlaps with my plan!", but since I wanted to do it so I took the risk and did it.

Konno: Well, that is the best. I like the part where you poured the water to yourself, but what happened to your room?

Sasaki: It got wet. In Johnny's stages, when we use water, the water flows into the orchestra pit (a space that is lower than the main stage), but in my house there's no such system like that!

Konno: AHAHAHA!

Sasaki: That's why with a drainer similar to the one used in cleaning the windows, I cleaned the room by making the water flow into the veranda. Cleaning the mess afterwards was miserable (LOL).

RECENT HAPPENINGS

Sugeta Rinne: I can now do 70kg of bench press! I thought of doing a bench press that is about my weight, but I am happy that I was able to do 10 more kilos from my weight. Since I still do 3 reps x 3 sets, so I want to increase the number.

Motodaka Katsuki: There are also 4th year undergraduates in the graduate school seminar. It was my first time meeting them recently, and I feel excited that they're my juniors. Until now, there are seniors that I am close with, but I don't have a junior who is close with me. I wonder if they'll be close with me!?

Nakamura Reia: My dad gave me the latest game console for my birthday. The controller is amazing that the vibration changes when the character is walking in grassy place and when the character is walking in soil. I don't have that much games for it yet but I want to play with it a lot.

Yabana Rei: A little while ago, I went to watch Rinne's 「Hidamari no Ki」(the show ended) in Osaka. I wasn't able to go in Tokyo shows but it was really popular so I really had to see it. I also watched Sexy Zone's concert the next day, it was a fulfilling trip.

Konno Taiki: When I'm at home or when I'm on the move, I only listen to western music. In someway or another, it looks like I have a phase for Japanese music and western music, and now I am into western music. I keep repeating the songs that I like more than broadening the songs that I know. There are a lot of songs by male artists [that I listen to].

Sasaki Taiko: I have fully mastered the stores in the suburbs of Tokyo that sell in large quantities!  Depending on the store, the proportion varies and that excites me~. For example, 800 yen for 24 bottles 500 mL of water, there are great deals and it is super fun. I also bought toilet paper that I split with my friend.