#admins stronger then me lmao

[dozyrogue]

I could not be an egg admin because I would infact get attached to my egg parent cuz what do u mean you have a life outside of me??? We're literally besties now?? LMAO

This is cuz sunny was like "your gonna be gone for 2 days???" And tubbo was like im coming back and just started listing the days of the week. Like WHAT DO U MEAN TWO DAYS COME BACK.

[onepiexe]

my god. yesterday was a day.

[f1byjessie]

A PICTURE IS WORTH A THOUSAND WORDS ━━ LN4.

sometimes the right words are hard to come across, and sometimes everything you need to say can be captured in an image.

( lando norris x photographer!reader )

━━ part seven.

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yourusername february has come too soon… thank you to these wonderful lads for all they’ve done for me in the short time i’ve gotten to work with them. i’ve been a manchester city girlie my whole life, and getting to see the time and effort all of these men have devoted to this team and this sport ensures i’ll stay a manchester city girlie for the rest of it. but it’s lights out and away we go, and it’s time i get myself back into some papaya 🧡

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mancity Training won’t be the same without you!

↳ yourusername can’t say i’ll miss all the times i was nearly clocked in the head by a ball, but i’ll definitely miss all the happy smiles 🩵

↳ mancity And we’ll miss yours! 🩵

jackgrealish you better not forget about us

↳ yourusername as if i ever could!! i’ll even wear sky blue in the paddock on match days if i have to 🫢

↳ mclaren 😨

↳ jackgrealish real talk though, it was wonderful working with you. you’re an incredibly skilled photographer and having you around was loads of fun. we’ll miss you lots, but we’ll be cheering you on with the mclaren lads

↳ yourusername you’re gonna make me cry grealo 😭

erling.haaland we will miss you! 

mclaren Can’t wait to have you back in the garage with us Y/N! We’ve been missing you around here 🧡

↳ yourusername can’t wait to be back! i’ve missed you dearly mclaren admin

↳ mclaren Our love has grown stronger with the distance 😌

↳ yourusername that it has 😉

kevindebruyne great time working with you! best of luck with your future endeavors 😁👍

oscarpiastri you look better in orange anyways

↳ yourusername since when were you a fashion expert??

↳ oscarpiastri it’s better if i don’t say… 😔

philfoden you gotta come have one last celebration with us before you go!

↳ yourusername if i did that, i’m pretty sure i’d be too hungover to make it to my other job

↳ philfoden maybe that’s the plan 👀👀 if you can’t get there then you’re stuck with us

chloekelly come work with the girlies next time babes! we’re jealous the boys hogged you all for themselves 😜

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yourusername i had no idea this was being taken…

↳ mclaren We felt the need to share your beauty with the world! 😁

↳ yourusername you just wanted to show me off and prove i’m back with mclaren

↳ mclaren And if we did? 😁

oscarpiastri when the photographer becomes the photographed

user THE LADS AND LADY ARE BACK

user y/n is my favourite part of f1 actually sorry mclaren 🫣🫣🫣

↳ user i think the admin understands with the way they flirt in the comments lmao

user 🧡🧡 MCLAREN 2024 WORLD SUPREMACY 🧡🧡

user i’ve been following y/n’s stint over with the football club and i’ve been so jealous waiting for her to come back to mclaren!! her photos are on a whole different level of skill and i can’t wait to see oscar and lando’s smiling faces in her style again!!

user awww i’m kinda sad she left man city, i really liked her work and it was like a crossover of my two favourite sports teams ☹️

↳ user me too, but if she worked during the off season with them then she might do it again next year or during the summer

↳ user i think the 24/25 premier league season starts up again in mid august, but the f1 summer off season is supposed to end in late august so i don’t think that would really give her enough time to start a gig

↳ user that’s a shame

↳ user not necessarily! footballers do get a bit of a break to take vacations and recover mentally and physically during the summer, but a lot of them are back at their clubs a good chunk of time before the new season starts. assuming man city makes it to the finals in the champions league, their last confirmed scheduled match will be on june 1st, and the 24/25 premier league season starts on august 17th, which means they’ll probably be back at etihad in late july/early august if not sooner

↳ user at the very least, i hope her time with man city has gotten more people interested in f1 🙌

↳ user i’m not too sure… when she started dating ward apparently there was lots of backlash from city fans so who knows what the overall perception of her is over there

↳ user still shocked about that, i had kinda thought her and lando were together since they seem so close 🤔🤔

user mclaren admin please post more y/n behind the scenes bc she doesn’t post herself enough and we always love to see her 🙏🙏🙏

↳ user REAL

landonorris looking good! 😁🧡

↳ user what a bland comment…

↳ user bro gives us radio silence for weeks and THIS is what he comes back with..?

↳ user trouble in paradise methinks 🧐

user haven’t seen any of the garrett ward stans causing a stir in these comments which either means war is over or the mclaren admin isn’t taking any shit and is deleting them, in which case good on you mclaren admin for defending your wonderful official unofficial gf 😩😩

↳ user mclaren admin is better at protecting their official unofficial gf than garrett ward is at protecting is actual official gf 🤨

There’s a certain sense of rightness that comes from being back amidst the McLaren staff dressed in the bright papaya orange. Manchester City had been a fun adventure, and you hadn’t been lying when you told the team you’d miss working with them, but Formula One is where you belong and that had become more and more apparent as the last days of January came to an end.

The last couple of weeks had been nice. The boys had thrown you a small party on your last day, with a cake that they all spent a good hour running off afterwards. Jack had made you promise to keep in touch, and you planned on holding true to that and keeping him updated with selfies from each of the Grand Prix locations at the very least.

The dates with Garrett had worked as planned, his agent was already claiming that just you two being spotted together more than once was doing wonders for his reputation, and Garrett had been treating you civilly since then. You still resented him for how exactly he’d forced you into this situation, but you’ve managed to find a middle ground of at least appreciating what the arrangement can also do for you.

As for Lando, you hadn’t yet gotten any confirmation about how things were going with your plan. Apart from refusing to meet your eye all day and resolutely staring either into the camera or anywhere that wasn’t you, he’d been professional.

Things felt like they did back in 2019━ back when you were convinced he was just an arrogant, pretentious, self-righteous prick with a complex. You’re torn between hating every moment of it and feeling wickedly vindicated by forcing him to acknowledge the consequences of his own actions.

At the very least, however, you have Oscar.

You’d gotten to know him relatively well in 2023, not to the same extent that you knew Lando of course, but Oscar had filled a brother-shaped hole in your heart that you hadn’t even known was there. His teasing was shy at first, like he wasn’t sure if he was allowed to act that way with you, but the ribbing you’d given back had been assurance enough and he’d been a steady presence at your side ever since, cracking jokes at your expense.

There’s an unspoken agreement between the two of you that you both act as an escape. It was never acknowledged, it kind of just came to be as you both got to know one another, but you’re to Oscar what Oscar is to you━ the person you can go to when you need to pretend your more serious problems don’t exist and when you don’t really want anyone asking questions.

That’s why it surprises you when Oscar asks, “What’s going on between you and Lando?”

There’s nobody else in the car park, the sky is dark and most of the staff have already gone home or━ in the case of a few engineers━ won’t be leaving until the sun is rising tomorrow morning. The silence makes Oscar’s voice sound a bit louder, a bit harsher, a bit more like being doused in cold water.

It’s easy enough to ignore the reality of the problems between you and Lando when you hide behind your frustration. It’s even easier when Lando is so frustratingly good at pissing you off and keeping you in a haze of annoyance that perpetuates your justification of letting the tension linger. It’s hard to miss the closeness when you’re too busy being angry at him.

But the quiet emptiness of the world around you now gives you nothing to hide behind and nowhere to run━ not from Oscar’s scary perception, which has never before been locked on to you.

“Not really sure what you mean,” you answer after a moment. “Me and Lando are fine.”

It sounds as fake as it is.

“Yeah,” he scoffs. “Because whatever that tension was today was totally ‘fine.’”

The only real downside to having Oscar fill the brotherly role in your life is that he can be just as annoying as one.

You heave a sigh and shrug, “I don’t really know what you want me to say.”

“Try starting from the beginning.”

You’re at your car now, with your keys in your hand. It would be easy to get in, drive away, and ignore it all. That’s what you and Oscar use each other for anyway━ it’s your dynamic. If you really told him to drop it, you know he would. A single word would make it all go away and you could show up tomorrow morning still pretending like nothing’s different.

But the only other person who knows about everything with Garrett is Jack, and you don’t have him anymore.

So you do. You start from the beginning.

“I’m not actually dating Garrett Ward,” you say. If Oscar’s shocked at the revelation, he doesn’t show it. His face is calm and blank, and it reassures you to continue. “He needed someone to be his pretend girlfriend so he could fix his reputation, and he blackmailed me into agreeing by threatening to make up rumors that would ruin my career.”

You lean against the side of your car, fiddling with your keys. “Right after it happened, I kept trying to reach Lando. Nobody else knew and I was alone and afraid━ I didn’t know what to do but I thought that he, as my best friend, would at least be able to help me calm down and rationalize. But he never answered me.”

Oscar hums.

“When he did finally call━” you bite down on your lip when you feel tears burn at the back of your eyes, “━he berated me the entire time and asked how dumb I had to be to date Garrett of all people. Then, he proceeded to tell me exactly what people online had to say about me and my choices. He didn’t even give me a chance to explain what was going on.”

You heave out a sigh and tip your head back until you’re staring up at the never-ending expanse of the night sky. The clouds from earlier are still there, blocking out the stars and leaving it all an abyss of black.

“He still hasn’t apologized,” you mutter, sniffling. “He hasn’t said a word to me since then.”

Oscar’s quiet for another moment. He’s got his hands shoved into his pockets, and his eyes are focused on where he’s kicking the toe of his shoe down against the pavement. The tap, tap, tap is all there is for a moment, and then he hums again.

“Lando can be a real twat sometimes.”

You burst into laughter, startled. You give Oscar an incredulous look, and he shrugs.

“I mean,” he starts again, “he’s a good dude, but sometimes he can just be stupid. He does something dumb and even though he knows he’s wrong, he doesn’t know what to do about it or how to make it better, so he doesn’t do anything and just hopes that it’ll fix itself on its own.”

You nod. “That sounds pretty accurate.”

Oscar lets himself rest beside you, pulling his hands from his pockets so he can cross his arms. “I’m not saying you need to let this go, but talk to him, yeah? He was able to dodge your calls and texts, but you’re here now and he can’t dodge a face to face conversation for forever.”

“I was gonna try and really sell things with Garrett to rub it in his face,” you admit.

It makes Oscar laugh, and then you’re both laughing and it feels good to have this again.

“You know,” you breathe out when you eventually fade back into silence. “I think I’m in love with him.”

“Garrett?”

“No. Lando.”

Oscar hums.

“I think one of the reasons his whole spiel pissed me off so much is that I’ve been pining after him for years now, pushing it down so that I don’t ruin things or make it awkward━ trying to get over him,” you rub at your eyes, pressing as if it’ll erase the memory of what Lando’s grin looks like and how warm it makes you feel when you’re the one who puts it there. "But then he goes and does things like this and it frustrates me but it also gives me hope that maybe he feels the same way, because why would he get so upset about this if he didn’t?”

“I think you should really talk with him,” is all Oscar says, before pushing off from your car and walking away.

━━ tags: @maih23 @urfavnoirette @leclercsluv @f1luvur @formulaal @a-disturbing-self-reflection @starlightpierre @chezmardybum @marshmummy @405rry @sideboobrry11 @d3kstar @mcmuppet @happylittlereader @casperlikej @5starl1ght @bellezaycafe @whentheautumnleavesfall @mess-is-my-aesthetic @ssprayberrythings @landosgirlxoxo @lifelessfan @81ja @wcnorris @a-disturbing-self-reflection (CLOSED).

━━ a/n: i have mixed opinions on how this part came out. it's a bit filler-y, but trying to include anything more would make this singular part longer than i want it to be. but it's also very late (early?) at the moment and i've been staring at this for hours trying to get it done up as fast as i can, so perhaps that's why. anyway, i hope you enjoy!

[druidshollow]

who's the iterator with the shelter symbol on their head? 👀

*whips around and evil grins at the camera* TIME FOR A CANOPY POST

sheltering canopy | #862, gen 3 | she/her

(im gonna be talking about off string canopy mostly because she doesn't really do anything yet in the canon adjacent story!!! all the like. personal info and stuff is consistent tho)

of course. as always. since this is canopy's first time around. fast facts.

sheltering canopy is part of the far north group, a local group adjacent to corners!

far north consisted (in order of construction) of eleven rivers, untold odyssey, one wish for all, four falling phrases, and finally sheltering canopy. when rivers' first admin went to the void sea and was eventually replaced with flowers, flowers proposed and helped construct the twins and separated the far north group into two groups.

odyssey was made group senior overseeing wish and canopy, and phrases was made senior overseeing rivers and the twins.

shortly after the mass ascension, wish caught the rot, and some time after that the Gift was released and odyssey received dev status. unfortunately wish's rot was too extreme so they couldn't save her, but odyssey was able to reach canopy and make her a mobile puppet so they could travel south together!

they are heading south because *static sounds here* (there is something that LOTS of iterators are travelling towards, havent decided if its like. a commune or new society or something but whatever i decide is where these guys are heading). unfortunately, the only way south from far north is through the great north divide (a large mountain range), which is perilous and frigid. keeping warm is hard and securing water is even harder. rivers and phrases climbed the range and went above (pink path), where canopy and odyssey (cyan path) moved through a ravine called the west chasm (more water and warmth than going above, but also lots more carnivores)

the divide is a difficult journey but once youve reached the other side, the real threat rears its head. across the mountains from the far north group is the civilizing divide group, a group consisting of 13 iterators, most notably their senior and older sister, adamant dune.

i think we all know who dune is by now, lmao canopy and odyssey almost reached the other side of dune's territory without even understanding the danger they were in, but the group caught up with them last moment. by the time canopy and odyssey reach this point, phrases and rivers have already long escaped and dune had thrown hollow space out. she was especially dangerous at this point, angry and grieving and now without her voice of reason.

a mystery group (who i currently know very very little about) jumps in at the last moment and saves odyssey, leaving canopy behind having seen her injuries and knowing there's no coming back from a killing blow like that.

but canopy miraculously survives the wound dune inflicts on her, and instead of just trying again, dune takes canopy in to her group in exchange for canopy to help them retrieve cells. they tell canopy that they murdered odyssey.

dune in no way treats canopy like family like she does the rest of her group. she makes canopy help with murder and has little to no regard for her wellbeing or feelings. canopy collapses in on herself amongst the violence shes being made to commit and the cruelty she's facing. she becomes quiet, introspective and numb. it reminds dune of hollow space, which just makes her disdain for canopy stronger.

i sketched this freaky comic of dune making canopy murder someone, you can see it if u promise not to look at the arms for more than 0.5 seconds lmao

she goes by the name shelter with dune and co.

ok its 12:30 pm on a work night and i gotta wake up at 6 so thats all from me for now. ill save her and odyssey's reunion for another time!!! the payoff is huge you guys have no idea but i promise they end up together again

[irresistiibles]

@mvsicinthedvrk​ submitted: this is about to be a long message but you know what? you are used to that from me in at least one thread of ours, so it is what it is!!!

thank you for your nice, too-nice words about my adminning. i wrote maig a whole essay about getting hired alksdj;lasdjf and i wont retype it for you, but i’m really happy to hear from your message that i set your mind at ease in terms of inviting someone new on the team. i set out really wanting to help do a good job, and i think it sounds like there are no outright performance complaints on your part re: my work here lmao, so i’m glad. your videos were LIFESAVERS, and i watched them so many times that for a while i heard your voice in my head anytime i did anything on the main. you seemed really comfortingly organized in terms of teaching me everything i needed to know. it was a lot, definitely, but i appreciated it. please know that i will literally never yell at anyone to get on the main, i physically do not have it in me to be able to do that, but if asks start piling up in the inbox you can all simply assume i am leaving it as a gift for someone else :’) lmfaoooooooo. but i do know that my work cleaning the inbox out regularly does NOT go un-appreciated, so thank you for making me feel like i am a useful member of the team.

and to compliment YOU, you’re always so good at dealing with ooc issues (which i really had no idea happened until i joined the team lmao) but you are so good at working things through and having a plan, and you’re so inventive in terms of events, like i cannot WAIT for the upcoming event that is based on your entirely unhinged doc. who could even come up with all of that other than you?? i’m really obsessed with everything you come up with.

and then in other admin group nonsense, too, you’re SO funny. every time i get to play jackbox with you all i have such a blast, and you specifically always have the best commentary. i really do think you need to start a podcast or something because the world should be forced to witness and appreciate your wit and humor. also related to jackpost i love how hard you are to beat at murder trivia, lmao. you have also made me see so many terrifying and/or cursed posts and links in the discord, many of which i will unfortunately never be able to cleanse from my memory, but i have such a good time in the chats in general regardless of that. really truly, thank you for letting me join you all, i really look forward to every week knowing that i’m going to have a good time talking to you and that i’ll get to help contribute a small part of helping make this rp run, because hidden really is such a special place. i know i’ve only been here for three years of the insane hidden five, but at the same time, i’m like-- wow, i’ve been here over half the time now, and i really can’t imagine my daily life without being part of this in some way. i wish you (and us???) success for the upcoming years!!

if you thought i was done writing this message, you would be wrong. now moving into WRITING positivity-- there’s so much i could say to you about getting to write with you, but our beefleaf threads. your shi qingxuan. they are my everything. i cannot think of a rush of endorphins and anxiety stronger than when i get a beefleaf reply from you: endorphins because i am so hype to read the next installment of their story and anxiety because i KNOW its going to hit me right in the gut, lmfao. and writing for those threads have challenged me in such interesting ways because of the many layers of complexity and having to figure out how to express what i want to say in a way that makes sense for he xuan; i’m so grateful to you that the beefleaf threads have helped let me explore that emotional depth in the narration. (if someone told me i’d be happy to sit working on one reply for four hours and get no other replies done that day idk if i’d believe them, but that’s what beefleaf makes me do sometimes) and seeing the end result is so so satisfying once i push through the distress, haha. so thank you for that, and i’m forever hoping that one day they will resolve the conflict (for their sakes, and ours!! rip). and then obviously i appreciate our other threads as well-- gu zi is such a delight. i’m obsessed with your fixation on qinghua; reading his replies are the pinnacle of entertainment for me to read, especially your threads with kasey between qinghua and qingqiu, please, they take me out. victor and yuri are such a reliably fun set of characters to throw together. and i still LOVE your nie huaisang headcanons! i think i owe you an unaware starter for him and wei wuxian, so that’ll happen at some point this week if i can get my shit together.

anyway i AM going to force myself to shut up now before this starts getting ridiculous if it’s not already. thank you for everything this year, and i’m really pleased that i can solidly look forward to another of the same laughter and emotional distress and chaos and compassion. i’m deeply lucky that i can call you my friend. much love, sincerely, ollie.

the fact you sent me so much i’m going to have to long post tw this ollie!! should be a crime!! when i can afford lawyers you will be hearing from them for emotional damages!! also would not reccomend calling me funny it is the type of compliment i will hold onto forever ahhhhhhhh but truly you are incredible. i am so so glad we’ve been able to meet and be friends going to sky beam all my love to you

[rockabye-rinzler]

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so, i wasn’t expecting so many to agree with me when i made that text post! wow! and just like i said in those tags, here’s the separate post explaining myself and my actions :3

First and foremost, I have nothing against any of the other characters this franchise has given us. Sam, Quorra, Alan, even Flynn and Dyson even though I would strangle them both with my bare hands. But when the franchise is called “Tron”, it sure would be nice for Tron to actually show up lmao. With that being said, lets get into it:

Overall I really think the movie should be about Tron overcoming/learning to live with his trauma (being Rinzler, betrayal all around, crisis of faith, all that jazz)

He emerges from the sea of simulation and throughout the movie he keeps flashing back and forth between memories from both Tron and Rinzler,

Naturally he’s horrified bc he’s the “hero of the grid” yet here he is having memories of doing some fucked up shit (aka show me what happened during his time as Rinzler)

Have the movie be about his journey back to Tron city, and his journey about returning to, not the hero he was, but the hero he wants to be

Give him more agency, give him c h o  i c e s

I want this movie to be heavy in terms of its subject matter. Show us a hero who lost everything, including their own mind and free will

OOOO let this be an opportunity to give me more of Tron with a temper.  Uprising gave us a lil t a s t e, but I want more, you feel me?

How did all this affect his view and relationship with the users? “I fight for the users”, and yet where were they when you needed them to fight for you? hm???

GIVE ME TRON MONOLOGUES (okay maybe not "monologues" but let me hear him talk about what's going through his head or s o m e t h i n g)

Speaking of Uprising, that and Betrayal are really the only time Tron gets any real characterization. And yet, not even the fucking comic book could make him the main character, smh

Anywho I want a Tron vs Rinzler fight, send tweet. end of post.

But seriously, I know they wouldn’t be able to physically fight bc obviously, but it’s still a fun thought

Throughout the movie he comes to realize and accept what happened, and this is a part of him that he has to live with

Give me like, a phantom Rinzler in Tron’s head. How he’s terrified that he’s going to become him again, especially when he gets angryyyy. Like his eyes and lights flash orange or some shit. v sexy

hm, i hate to say it but give me something similar to bucky barnes/winter soldier. those kinda vibes

Yet, while man vs. self is a fun conflict,,,let’s have a guest villain appearance by none other than Dyson! Wahoo!

So alongside Tron’s own internal conflict, someone is trying to gather what is left of Clu’s forces to become the new system admin. As Tron is figuring out himself, he’s gotta uncover who’s behind this dastardly plot! 

Lo and behold, it’s Dyson

“But Bec!” I hear you cry, “Why Dyson? I really like Dyson!”

In conclusion, while yes beating Tron with the trauma stick throughout this movie is a neat idea, I do overall want this movie to be about his growth. What it is he’s fighting for. What it means to be a hero. And not just for the grid, but also for himself 💖

Listen, listen. I thought about other “villains” like Cyrus, or maybe the return of another virus, or even Dillinger Jr, but Dyson feels like a much more interesting foil to Tron (this post is already long enough so i’ll spare the specifics)

They fight, they yell about what's become of them and the grid, they fight some more, Tron wins bc of course he does lmao (Dyson couldn't beat him in Uprising, sure as shit can't do it now)

Tron looks at his hands (similar to that ONE flashback in Legacy) to see himself holding his blue and orange discs. Realizes he's stronger now than he was before 😌

(I forgot to mention he has 2 discs this whole time still, whoops)

[hurricaneonanesthesia]

Can I request a BL boys + Claude + Yuri with a super fluffy HC? Something really sweet and S/o is not Byleth? Ty

Of course you can! General Fluff Headcanons coming right up! Sorry this took so long, I wanted to be able to take my time with this and add to it slowly so that I can give you guys something good. All of these scenarios are post time skip! :)

~Admin Hurricane

Dimitri

Ngl i think he actually really likes just looking at you and your beautiful face <3

If you catch him staring he gets all embarrassed cause he’s worried you’re going to think he’s overbearing or obsessed

I can imagine that he unconsciously fidgets with his hands when he’s around you, he’s a nervous boy!

He is, very aware of how much stronger he is in comparison to you so for the most part he holds back his strength cause he’s terrified he might hurt you on accident

Speaking of being scared of hurting you, if the two of you ever train together, he goes super easy on you, despite you telling him not to hold back so you can get stronger

I believe that his eyes subconsciously drift towards you whether he realizes or not. Post time-skip, when he’s all “grrrr no talk me angy” he still does this. Like if he hears your laughter echoing through the chapel, he’s vvv tempted to turn around and look at you but he doesn't

Speaking of post time skip, you’re literally the only one that can get through to him. He’s still in that weird place where all he cares about is appeasing the dead, but even with that you can still coax him to at least eat something because bruh don’t starve yourself please take care of yourself dimitri :(

He’s the first to apologize to you after [REDACTED], feels extra guilty about how he treated you and sweet boi dima is back

Dedue

Big boy Dedue looks intimidating but really he’s just a big softie who loves looking after his plant babies in the greenhouse

If you also like plants, that's an added bonus cause the two of you will just spend hours upon hours in the greenhouse tending to the flowers.

Dedue is totally an amazing cook as well so if you’re ever hungy, man’s just gonna pull out his  apron and whip up a whole 5 course meal or something

Ngl i headcanon that Dedue has a really nice baritone voice, so if you can ever get him to sing, I applaud you

Gives some of the best hugs! He may have a rough exterior but his arms are warm and welcoming

I also headcanon that Dedue is actually good with animals, like he just has like a really calming aura that attracts all the stray dogs and cats at the monastery towards him 

If you have long hair, he likes putting flowers into your hair because he thinks you look super nice with them

Sylvain

He may be flirty but once he realized that he liked you, he’s all in

Likes to take you out on rides on his horse because why the heck not

For once, Sylvain's actually in a relationship that he cares about, so he’s terrified. He’s never genuinely been committed to someone so he’s worried he might do something and just screw up the entire relationship

Surprisingly Sylvain is actually a really good cook. You would think that all that time he spends gallivanting around town at night, he doesn’t do anything, but if you have a love for food, he’ll roll up his sleeves and learn just for you

This man totally loves playing with your hair, he’ll muss it up if he ever gets the chance

Really likes it when he can just hold you in his arms and enjoy your warmth. Faerghus is a cold country! So whenever he gets back from Kingdom business the first thing he wants to do is just hold you cold

Felix

Not one to be upfront about his emotions, if you ever want affection from him you might want to save it for when the two of you are behind closed doors so you can have some privacy

It’s not that Felix doesn’t like being close and intimate with you it’s just that, well, he’s a tsundere lmao but also, his feelings for you make him feel waaay too vulnerable for his liking 

Behind doors, Felix is a total cuddlebug, whether he likes to admit it or not lmao. The man is touch-starved. If you tease him about it he gets all blushy and angy and all “shut up”

He loves to spar with you! Hell who doesn’t like someone who can totally kick your ass without breaking a sweat in a fight

If he ever sees someone getting too close to you, he’ll A.) challenge that person to a duel to assert his dominance, or B) scowl at them and then ignore you later when you try to talk to him

If he went with option A, he’ll completely destroy the other person and aggressively tell them off

If he went with option B, you literally have to be like “Felixxx they were just a friend chill,” and your voice just causes him to melt lmao

Ashe

It’s time for sweetest baby boy Ashe!

Like Dedue this boy will hands down cook you a good meal if you ever want it

Having a very pleasant personality, Ashe is very good with the stray dogs and cats at the monastery as well as with kids. For the animals, he feels bad because seeing them without a home, kind of reminds him of his childhood fending for himself. As for the kids, do I really need to explain myself?

HUSBAND 👏 MATERIAL 👏😩

He’s more than willing to help you with anything! If you’re ever having any trouble with anything, he’s your knight in shining armor and the first one to aid you

Claude

This mf

He has no shame whatsoever lmaooo, he’ll do whatever he can to fluster you just to get a reaction out of you. He knows which buttons to press because he’s just that much of a scheming asshole.

He loves picking you up by the waist and twirling you around! He comes home from a long campaign in Almyra? The first thing he’s doing is jumping off of his wyvern and running towards you to pick you up

Forehead kisses <33333. He likes it when he pulls you close when you’re doing something and just pecking you on your forehead unexpectedly.

No matter what happens, he’ll always find time for you, even if it’s just for a little bit, he can’t go too long without seeing you

His wyvern really likes you and he finds it adorable when the two of you bond, but he just loses it when you emerge from wrestling a 100+ pound giant flying reptile off of yourself and you’re just covered in wyvern slobber lmao.

Yuri

You’re practically his right hand, the person he trusts the most, especially when it comes to things like making decisions. You’re the first person he’ll consult when he’s conflicted on something, he trusts you to give him a good opinion to help him make a clear decision

There’s another thing that Yuri trusts you with, that being his birth name. He’s never told anyone what it was, so the only people that know are you, him, and his mother. Yuri knows that you would never betray his trust and use it against him

Aside from that Yuri is a flirty bastard, especially towards you lmao. Like Claude, he knows how to fluster you, because they’re both scheming assholes and I love it

He likes wrapping his arms around you from behind and just listening to your heartbeat. It’s a gentle reminder that you’re still there, alive and kicking and nothing bad would happen to you

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[shinyeeveelynn]

Hello, everyone! It's that time again to welcome in another new year.

Boy, has it been.. a lot, lmao. I know for so many of us, it's been a very volatile year. It certainly was for me.

Y'know, I'm not gonna lie. I've been going through and am still going through a lot in my personal life. Big changes, mourning the deaths of loved ones I've lost to the pandemic, struggling with work, my chronic illnesses, my mental illness- I mean I could go on but what's the fun in that, yeah?

Somewhere along the line, I came back to tumblr looking for a place here in this community. Running @loveforficts so long ago was fun, and I wanted to recapture that- but at the same time, I wanted to finally be personal instead of just hiding behind an “admin” shadow amongst you all. I wanted- no, I needed to come in and y’know, be a part of it rather than just cheer everyone else on. I was just so scared of rejection, for several reasons, that I never tried before now, and coming in, I didn’t expect anyone to actually care or want to be my friend or take an interest in me at all. 

But so many of you did. You welcomed me in with open arms and have been nothing but kind to me and I can never thank you enough. Some of you have truly changed my life and given me something I never thought I would ever have. There was a point in my life where I thought I was broken for loving these fictional characters, I never thought I would one day be sitting around voice call or text chats goofing off gossiping about my boys the way anyone else would with any other relationship and laughing and having a good time hearing everyone else do the same. I never thought anyone would understand what I now know to be my maladaptive daydreaming, I never thought anyone would say “I want to meet your f/o, we should watch ____ together!” to me ever. I was just saying last night that it’s still weird to me to hear that and know it’s genuine and not being said to me out of courtesy. I was so used to being that person for other people, (and I enjoy it, by the way!) but I’ve just been so conditioned to feel like my feelings are not relevant over the years in most aspects of my life, that I can’t wrap my brain around how wonderful you’ve been to me. I’ve shared with you all possibly the most hidden part of myself, and I was met with nothing but kindness.

Because of you, despite the whirlwind I’m caught in, I can say I am dealing a lot better than I thought I ever could. Shit is tough, and I’m scared as hell of what’s to come- I don’t typically do well with New Year lol I usually hate it, because often it’s just a reminder of the shit I’ve been through and how I often feel I haven’t really overcome it, but I can say that with the support system and friendships I’ve built in this community over the last few months, you’ve all made me stronger. I hope this is only the first of many holidays we get to spend together. Now for personal thank yous, first and foremost @enter-the-phantom because at the end of the day if it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t be here. I wouldn’t know the community the way I do now. I’ve enjoyed so much getting to know you after so long of just being a silent follower and I hope to continue growing and cultivating our friendship. You’re a literal lifesaver.

And oh my dear @wisemins I bully you so much but it’s all straight from the heart, lmao. You just like Abby have come to mean so much to me so quick, I could honestly cry just thinking about it. I can really only describe our meeting as fated, it’s far too perfect to not have been. I’ve never trusted anyone anywhere near my canon until you came along and now we’re quite literally family, it’s insane.

And of couuuurse @cant-decide-on-a-user THE PUREST AND NICEST OF BEAANS. I appreciate you so much, and I’ve had so much fun with you and I can’t wait to spend more time sharing laughs and yelling at you for calling my husbands SHARKS. HECKA RUDE BTW.

@softnice, @ramblyships, @scientistservant, @papermoonie, my loves, I am running out of words because I am sadly not very good at this, lmao but this entire post is dedicated to you all as well.

If I’ve missed anyone, I’m so sorry! I’m on 2 hours of sleep, but know that this goes out to you as well. In all sincerity, I love you and I wish you a very Happy New Year!

[elmaxlys]

Rikuya Yoshida for the ask meme?

favorite thing about them

his kindness. it’s both his strongest asset and his biggest weakness and i really like characters like that it’s just. yeah baby be your own downfall, let the purest thing bring the world’s end.

least favorite thing about them

I don’t know, man, probably his haircut like I understand it, i also hate having hair in my face, but also hm :/

favorite line

every time he’s like “I want to change” because i think that encompasses his character. that’s why he makes the choices he makes - both the good ones and the terribly backfiring ones. i particularly like it when it backfires lol and rip. [⚠️arrive spoiler⚠️] had he truly died when admin took over then died, he’d have made such a perfect tragic character thanks to that “I want to change” line and i just dig that so much, man.. wanting to change but being unable to, trapped in a fate that’s just stronger than you, the horrible consequences to every one of his choices... mwah ❤

brOTP

with his masks. they love him and roast him and it’s very sibling-like so, well, they put the bro in brotp lol

OTP

none :') most ships i see with him are sweet but they’re not OTP material for me

nOTP

none either lmao

random headcanon

he's bi (i was gonna say he has a dog but after verification, that’s canon, so there’s that lol)

unpopular opinion

i have no idea what opinions on him are popular or not tbh i rarely ever see people talk about him haha but i guess [⚠️arrive spoiler⚠️] he should have “stayed” dead. (he never was but you get me) like sure he’s really useful in arrive and seeing him back i just screamed, you know? same when, (I think it was) Yuri alluded to his actions and thus that he was alive. I love him to bits, but. but. i like tragedy. i like seeing characters dealing with grief. we’ve got tiny bits of it in the special chapter, with like china saying she’d have liked him to taste the food and stuff, and I loved it so much. i want more

song i associate with them

Not Gonna Die, by Skillet

This is a serious Tenkuu Shinpan mood as a whole but especially very Yoshida imo

favorite picture of them

he's. he's babey

[pocmuzings]

oh, sorry i was just curious if anything ever came of the ones you have a bad history with! but the others too, if you're willing to share!

under the cut bc it's long lmao . if u want their urls to block in the rpc lmk ( i think i only know one tho )

basically i was in a rp with two muns who are now in irvinghq and are probably besties with the admins bc i think the admins probably Love their behaviour of being manipulative / controlling / having main character syndrome .

one of them completely incorrectly named her turkish fc ( and seemed to kinda fetishsize / obsess over turkish fcs in general ) . her character seemed to never really have any active threads with any female characters , but always seemed to somehow have threads with many male characters , or have plots with them . as soon as a new cis-male would join the rp , it wouldn't be long until they had SOME relationship with her character . she also was extremely close to muns in the rp who fetishsized mlm to the point of making an actual bi mun uncomfortable enough , speaking to them , and then basically leaving the rp when nothing was resolved . the players in question who were obsessed with their skam mlm ship later left , and this weird ass girl like . . went into grieving abt it and suddenly refused to talk to anybody ooc . a lot of muns of colour who thought they were her friends reached out to her and she blanket ignored them ? she dropped them as soon as she could basically . it was super weird . it was like she was scared her mainly-white army had left her and she was alone with scary muns of colour now or smth dfkjnfjnkf . anyways , she also consistently stole ships from other characters , usually women of colour . one time , her character was in the ic group chat on discord , bragging abt hooking up and making sexual allusions . my character and her Beautiful female lover ( two woc ) jumped in the chat and also made a Sexual Innuendo , and suddenly she makes her character all shy and awkward and is like ' omg i have to go . . s . . . s ex ?? ' . like girl . . ur character can't be a sl*t and also have a weird little girl persona to her .

as for the OTHER mun . . phew . she was a doozy . her character was incredibly controlling of every other character . my character and hers were meant to be friends , but she'd always involve herself in my other connections and then find a reason to make the pair fight or argue . not only that , but she basically bullied and was Awful and Mean to every mun of colour in the rp , too . she made so many muns of colour uncomfortable with her aggressiveness , but the worst part was that she was online / on the gc CONSTANTLY so it was really hard to escape her or have a moment where it could be about anyone but her . she formed cliques immediately ( namely with the mun above and the mlm coupling ) . she is very controlling . quite intense . very good at playing the ' warm and welcome ' card to draw you in and make herself and her clique seem stronger and give herself some weird hbic title nobody cares for . i think every single mun of colour from that rp basically came up to me after she left and let out a breath of Relief and mentioned how she'd belittled and basically bullied them and their chars the entire time they'd been in the rp . shudder ! theres so much more im missing here , but honestly . . she was just a Bully .

[wychive]

LOVE LETTERS 4 YOU !!

to the people who have made my 2020 bearable

welp here it is, my (possible) last post of 2020. i would like to thank all of you for all the support these past few months ! even though i've only started writing this year, some of you react like ive become a world renowned author. i love you all so so much, i really do. even though we do not talk to each other often, we may have interacted with each other, or just supported each other's works. thank you so much lovelies. and to the other content creators out there, you are amazing !!! thank you for making it easier for people to get through the year. just as you think that someone doesn't appreciate you, i do. cries im getting teary eyed so um i have to leave this here but thank you once again. i appreciate all of you.

love, a loser on the internet

to @fairyoomi,

DUMB DUMB HIIII! first of all, i'd like to say that this will be short because by the time i've posted these i would already sent a message to our gc so so um yuhh bonus letter! this year has been hard, for you and me. and let's just say that we got through it together by each other's help. i really couldn't have done it without you, irda. i love you so so much, my (platonic) one and only. i gtg now bcs omi is rlly stealing you from me.

love, a friend.

to @ursaurora,

hey babe <3 well we made it ! to the end of 2020. im so proud that you've made through the year with all these obstacles in your way. i know things on your end have been shitty lately - or maybe they've been resolved - but i know that you're so strong. so much stronger than hercules or any of the gods in that matter. in fact, you are my strength and my weaknesses. i truly fell for you (platonically). i hope 2021 would be the year that the gods in the clouds will finally look at you in awe. thank you so much, moonie.

love, your platonic wife.

to @neo-shitty,

thea! it's been a while since we've talked. i hope life has treated you well. what do you think? of next year i mean,, with your studies and stuff. i hope accounting goes easy on you. truth to be told, i love maths but accounting just makes me wanna commit unalive LMAO SJSJ but frfr now, i do hope that your answers will come easy. you have officially became my favourite senior so skks i hope you don't mind that title. maybe i'll visit you sometime in the future. for now, let the wind of the south decide our fate.

love, an angst writer who looks up to you.

to @closer-stars,

literally bye im talking to you as im writing this but hey ok so.. childe kinnie i would like to thank you so so so much for making these past few weeks so entertaining for me. your messages and our mishaps are stupid to the point i get clingy and start making fun of you a lot because that trope is !!! i have yet to read your works but i will do that sometime this new year as you are one of my comfort content creators. i dont say this a lot but i love you so so much, may i be your main dps?

love, the kaeya to your diluc.

to @angelinanamoo,

HEI BAE! what goes on? i hope you are alright in this fine moment of life. i wanted to start off my saying, thank you for creating such tasty content for kpop stans AND harry potter stans… like only a deity can do that. you are so pog for this holy hell. thank you for making this year 'okay' because your content is truly entertaining literally i dont know how you do it. very amazing and pog. i wish that 2021 treats you so much better and to that i say, mischief managed.

love, the harry to your ron.

to @/voiratz,

heyhey,, i know you aren't here anymore but im gonna write this anyways. im missing you sm these days and im not sure why, but maybe it's because you always give out that 'supportive big sister' vibe. i miss our little rants too,, but other than that, i hope that life is treating you better than before. you deserve every inch of happiness in 2021 and the years that come after. if you need me, i'll always be here. i love you so much. thank you, mon étoile.

love, venting buddy.

to admins of @kpopficsnetwork, @atzinc, @starvhs and @kpopscape

hello there! we don't talk that often but i just would like to say thank you for all your hard work. the other members and i appreciate it very much from creating your own content to managing contents of others. every one of you have been so caring towards your members/affiliates and God, we couldn't ask for more. we all love you so very much, once again thank you. i hope that 2021 would be a good year for all of us <3

love, one of your members.

[2telluthetruth]

before i watch some shit i gotta know how the story ends. if not, ima critically analyze the whole movie until i figures it... it usually takes me 30 minutes to figure out the whole plot but that’s besides the point. knowing the ending of a movie allows me to pay attention to alll the little things leading up to the end. the directors choice in lighting, the way that certain actor did a certain movement to portray a certain feeling, setting, like camera work, basically everything i just the last 4 years of my life studying get applied to my enjoyment of a film. 

I wish life was like that... you get to like google how it all ends for you. like what will happen in your life all the way to the end. you can always have what you envisioned for yourself, your plan, your schedule of things but then life has a funny way of letting you know that shit happens. and you learn whatever it is you need to from that incident, apply the lesson, and keep going. it’s actually pretty simple. like looking both ways before you cross the street and still almost getting hit by a car because a person felt the need to speed thru an intersection because maybe he had a family emergency or he had too much to drink. regardless life will thro curveballs, ain’t that fucked up? like bitch. lemme read my book of life so i can move accordingly. but i guess that’s not fun anyways because God would just tell us what to do and there would be no free will. and we all know how people hate being told what to do with there life from a higher up lmao

....but idk none of this shit really applies to me. I guess I’ll just share my testimony here since I'm only people who really give a fuck about me would give a fuck about this post. ( Which i recently found out is ME, i’m the only person who opinions/decisons matter when it comes to me life)

SO HERE IT GOES

Since a child, I always knew i was going to be a very wealthy person. I’m smarter than my peers, i’m stronger than my peers, and way more wiser than most of people i meet. It’s very rare I met a person who’s intellect is as diverse as mine in terms of emotional knowledge and regular book smart shit. Like i’m sort of a hood intellectual, but like different because my Dad is a foreigner who comes from i guess what you would call a decent background, My grandfather was an engineer in Germany lmao. Like wtf. That’s very hard to do. Them mfs got some history of disrcrimnation if you know what I mean. And another ancestor of mine on my father side was adopted by the priest of a missionary because he was so smart, hence why my last name has french origins. and you know what i found out this year during my research dives on the different religions in the world..

There is a Saint in the catholic religion named St. Malo and his birthday is the same birthday as mine. He’s french as well. LMAO SO like i said I AM BUILT DIFFERENT. But that’s not what i really wanted to go talk about so let’s talk about how I’ve always knew I am dying a extremely rich woman. First of my name type shit.

So yeah. 

I LOVE PERFORMING AND PUTTING ON A SHOW OKAY! SINCE BIRTH!

I’m not even dramatic. I remember dancing in front of my family all the time.   Ask my auntie teena and she’d tell ya��I would dance in front of anybody at any place in a drop of a dime. There’s literal footage of me dancing at every function at BayBay (Vivian) house. Lmao I still dance with all my family members at the bbqs I attend. Dancing really is my shit.

 Singing is too.

 I remember going to church with my daddy, some spot in LA/ the Jamaican jawn with uncle Jerry, and singing “Because of who you are” in front of everybody. No fucks given, And i kid you not I felt the holy ghost. That’s the best feeling in the world. Happened to me a couple times but I’ll tell ya bout it later some day when it matters. i remember one time coming home and singing and HITTING THAT HIGH PITCH ASS MARIAH CAREY NOTE! ( we got the same birthday too)

and i always loved music. the only time i didn’t cry was in my daddy cars listening to the reggae and bass booming thru the fucking trunk. 

During school I remember performing all the time. School plays, I got the lead role. School assembly, I’m putting on a show. Shit even for my 5th graduation I choreographed the whole MJ we are the world dance routine. Lol for hispanic heritage month I always was the girl who had the authentic skirt for the folklore dance. it was black and red. Very pretty. Mrs. Sanchez was enamored with me girl. She was like your the star you gone be centerstage in the middle only black girl while everyone else wonder why your on stage lmao. We were so good we entered a competition and got a trophy. 

Basketball was fun. I do not like team sports so that ain’t work out. Plus i think i suck. Well I couldn’t have been that bad because in middle school I made the All City team. I didn’t play because my hair wasn’t done I kept the jersey though LMAO. They was hot. HS was whatever. Lowkey only did it because of the niggas and cheer was boring/got too intense for me. I had commitment issues back then like crazy lmao.

Track was fun too. Made championships when I ran. Heart really wasn’t into to it if I’m keeping it G-Real. Didn’t fuck with the track meets plus the girls on the team hated me. I was always with the guys but the weren’t like the guys i hung out with all the time. them niggas was squares, homeschooled and all that. i hung out with delinquents lmao. Shit they always more fun. I know why Jesus hung out with the sinners mmkay. They loyal and know how to have a good time.

In middle school, I won a poetry contest about this poem I had about being a tree and not falling despite what happens. I also got like  award for being the top 3% of scoring in the whole district a couple times. Moms got me a iPod touch lmao.

High school ASB President, got accepted into more than 20+ colleges, in AVID. Cheer team. Basketball team. My drama Teacher, Mrs. Borek called me the baby Viola Davis. I directed and produced my own play lol. Boy, when I graduated I was on stage with admin and faculty. 

But anyways overall, 

I’ve always been the cream of the crop in any arena I apply myself. And I’ve never ever experienced a situation where I’ve been down bad that I didn’t plot and maneuver my way out of it (besides the shit that happened this year 2020 but i’ll give my 2020 review later ). I’m continuously blessed. Even when  I shouldn’t be. 

In elementary, I could’ve caught a case because I punched this boy in the head and he hit the tetherball pole then the floor. Buddy was knotted up lmao

In elementary school during after school day care I banged this girl head on the table and a pole lmao. 

In the carmelitos i gave this girl the business at auntie meanies house. Abri said beat her ass so I did. Trust me daddy, I’m always on go lmao. Her family was from some type of hood. They ain’t retaliate. 

Middle school I was beating boys up after school never got in trouble. LMAO None of the girls wanted to fight with they scary ass. 

High school I did the dumbest shit freshman year but didn’t get suspended. \bro i’m tired. i’ll tell the rest later.  but closing statement life’s a gamble for people who don’ t know the code. once you figure out your role play to the best of your ability and pray to God to constantly look out for you. *  4:48 

[no-more-cream]

A New Moon (Part 2)

Part 1  ⤐ Part 2

genre: fluff/angst

werewolf!au

pairing: jimin x reader (f)

***cw: violence, fantasy, language, pregnancy***

a new moon is back, guys!!! after like three fucking years lmao 

i strongly suggest re-reading part one, as this is a direct continuation of it (linked above)

♡ , Admin J

“Why the fuck do you two smell like ____?”

Seokjin and Jungkook exchanged a quick glance, fighting the overwhelming urge to simply think, knowing all too well that they couldn’t, for your sake. Jin shouted out, “Jimin, calm down! You’re getting upset ove–” Before letting him finish, Jimin shoved his elder roughly into the wall behind him, all of the hairs on his neck standing up as he tensed his shoulders.

“Shut up and answer me! I want to know why the fuck you two reek of her scent,” Jimin’s stance began to stiffen, all of his muscles rippling, preparing himself to act out in any way to get the answer he wanted.

He heard.

Jimin heard Jungkook’s thought a couple of seconds ago, once Namjoon spoke of Jimin’s foul mood. Easily excused as an innocent “Oh shit,” now meant much more now, knowing of the boys’ previous whereabouts. Something much bigger was going on, and Jimin would find out one way or another.

Staring down at his elder, Jin only stared back, determined to not expose the truth. It wasn’t his nor Jungkook’s place to do that, and you were family. Keeping quiet, Jimin pushed Jin further into the wall, nearly leaving a large dent in the shape of his hyung’s body as he stepped away. Jimin’s piercing gaze now fell upon the younger as he released a low growl, when the others began to jump in.

Yoongi took a step forward, “Yah, Jimin, cut it out.”

At this, Jimin’s lip quivered, showing glimpses of his emerging canines, “Oh yeah? And what the fuck are you going to do if I don’t, hyung?” His harsh tone and rude speech only served to increase the tension by a tenfold, causing Jungkook to begin sweating in nervousness.

“You little punk, who do you think you’re referring to in that way?” Yoongi snapped, stepping towards Jimin, both of their chests raised steadily when suddenly, a strangely calm Hoseok stepped in, arms raised firmly in order to create peace, “All of you calm down! Firstly, we need to figure out what’s going on.”

He turned towards the maknae, “Care to explain?”

“Uh…” Jungkook glanced at Jin, looking for help, “You see, I really don’t think it’s my place to say, hyung…”

Jimin grabbed the younger by his shirt collar, raising him onto his toes with exquisite speed, “If you don’t fucking open your mouth and tell me what’s going on, I swear to God!”

Jungkook gulped, preparing to endure whatever consequences he had to, in order to maintain your secret. He considered you his sister, and would suffer anything for you, just as any of the boys would.

“Jimin, please!” Jin shouted, reached around to restrain the shorter man to the best of his abilities, which then Namjoon began to assist with.

“Just let me explain! We can’t tell you because ____ specifically asked us not to tell you.”

“She what?! What the fuck is going on? Why can’t I know?” Jimin growled, his shirt ripping at the seams from the strength of his muscles tensing beneath.

Worriedly, Jungkook spoke, “It’s for her own safety, hyung!”

“WHAT?”

And with that, Jimin was gone; out the door like a bolt of lightning while ripping the door off of one of its hinges in such bright fury.

Your safety. Your safety is in danger and those fuckheads kept their mouths closed? Are they insane? Jimin’s thoughts raced along with his heart, which pumped violently as he sprinted down several blocks in a mere minute. You were his mate, for God’s sake. He was beginning to feel heavier with each stride as he recalled the way you ignored him for the past two days.

Initially, he was only slightly annoyed, but that had turned into serious irritation when he noticed your blatant ignorance as you were clearly ‘Online’ on Facebook. He had acted petty, stupidly, and now the weight of it all began to crash around him as a plethora of different scenarios emerged in his mind of what could have happened to you.

Panting, he rushed up the stairs leading to your door, skipping nearly six steps at a time with his increased agility. The light-haired boy reached your front door and immediately began to pound onto it, “____?! ____, open the door! It’s me, Jimin! Baby, please, I’m so sorry,” he called out, forehead desperately leaning against the cold wood. He waited a few moments, listening carefully to see if he could hear your movements from inside of the apartment, when his ears perked up.

“_____! I know you’re in there! Please… I’m so sorry, j-just… please let me see you.”

You swallowed any ounce of saliva left in your mouth, hands quaking as you took one, single step towards your front door. You could see the cheaply built door vibrate with every bang of Jimin’s fist on the opposite side, and it seemed as if you could feel each individual tremor in your bones.

Was this really happening?

“Baby, please…” Jimin pleaded disheartened, growing more anxious by the second as he could physically hear your laboured breaths from the other side of the door.

“Are you at least okay? I’m really worried… I-- the boys, Jin-hyung and Jungkookie, said that something was going on that you asked them not to tell me about? About your safety? ______?” His voice was shaking, and you felt your heart breaking as you caved in. Wrapping your hand around the handle of the door, it never felt colder to you in your life, a shiver running its course through your body.

In one motion, you cracked the door open and took a step back, too afraid to fully expose yourself to Jimin, when he abruptly slammed the door all the way back using his supernatural strength. Before you could react to the sound of the slam, Jimin’s arms were wrapped tightly around your entire upper body as he caught his breath in the crook of your neck, “Baby, I’m so sorry. Please tell me what’s goin–“

Jimin froze.

The brunette took a step back while his arms remained attached to your shoulders, causing you to open your own eyes in confusion at his sudden change in demeanor. Looking at the man, you saw his face contort into an expression you had never seen him make before: a mixture of shock, worry, and delight.

“Jimin?” You whispered faintly, unsure what to say in the moment.

No response.

You were about to open your mouth to speak his name once more, when the werewolf suddenly dropped to his knees before you as his eyes remained glued to you.

But not at your eyes, Jimin was fixated on the area hidden by your loosely clad sleeping shirt, your stomach. Realizing where he was staring at, your hands instinctively dropped to cover your belly.

“Jimin, I–“

“You’re pregnant.”

You grimaced at the words, it sunk in deeper than before once you heard him say it. You were actually pregnant, and you had no words.

“I think so…”

He gasped softly, so tenderly, a sound you had never heard from Jimin before. Was he mad? Scared? What was he feeling?

“Is it mine?” He asked, steadily rising to his feet, his hands hovering over yours that you placed over your stomach. You chuckled, even at a time like this, the man could make you laugh.

“Yes, Jimin,” you smiled hesitantly, “Of course it’s yours.”

And with that, you found yourself suspended in the air, with Jimin’s arms wrapped around your middle as he hoisted you out the door.

“Wait, Jimin– Where are we going?” You called out, surprised by his sudden action. Hanging onto Jimin’s shoulders as he ran precariously down the sidewalk, you were thankful that it was nearly 3:00 am, otherwise you’d have no explanation for passersby of why Jimin was running through the streets like a madman with you tossed over his shoulder.

You were about to ask Jimin once more of your unknown destination when he took a sharp turn, and you realized that he was taking you in the direction of the dorm occupied by werewolves.

In a matter of seconds, you two were in front of the dorm, and you saw the door swing open, due to Hoseok, before you and Jimin entered the shared apartment. All of the boys remained awake even at this hour; all of their eyes fixed on you as Jimin walked into the living room, gently lowering you down onto the ottoman. By now, they all knew about your pregnancy and were in equal states of shock, save for Jimin who turned around towards his packmates as soon as he sat you down in your seat with deep anxiety etched into his features.

“Is this even possible?” He began to pace the room back and forth as his brothers stared silently at him, unsure how to answer, when Namjoon spoke up.

“Well, I’ve read about similar instances, but I figured it was just lore…” His eyebrows furrowed as he began to recall his readings.

Jimin’s ears perked up, “And?” Namjoon shook his head.

“Hyung, please,”  Jimin was nearly begging, eyes overwhelming with pain as his thoughts raced in apprehension. A werewolf-human relationship was extremely rare and taboo in the werewolf community. For one, it put every werewolf in danger of the truth being exposed to the general public, and who knew what would dreadful outcomes that would have. But of course… it was inevitable. It is known, a mere handful of werewolves across the globe, who consorted with humans. However, nobody had heard of a werewolf-human hybrid child. Not one of the boys.

Pregnancy, even between two powerful werewolves, was terribly difficult and painful on the female, as birth was executed in their human form, giving birth to several pups. Now… a human giving birth to an assortment of werewolf babies, who were already stronger than the average human at the time of birth… That scared Jimin. He was petrified, his thoughts racing over similar thoughts, all shared with his pack mates.

They were all worried for your life.

Nevertheless, you sat on the ottoman dumbfounded, simply reading the rigid air of the room.

Namjoon’s eyes met yours, too afraid to speak of what the lore read, but you needed to hear the truth. And judging by the too calm vibe you had, he figured you were starting to give into the idea of having, keeping, this pregnancy. You couldn’t do that.

“She’s going to die, Jimin.” He whispered, barely audible. It took you a few seconds to register what Namjoon said, but once you did, your heart jolted at the sound of Hoseok shouting, “Yah! Namjoon, don’t say that!”

Yoongi intervened, “It’s the truth. I’ve heard that, too. A werewolf-human child cannot be sustained in a human mother.”

Jimin stood frozen to the hardwood floor, his eyes fixated on you, unmoving.

“I don’t want _____ to get hurt..” Taehyung spoke, as Seokjin made his way to the ottoman you were sitting on, placing a comforting hand on your shoulder, “We’re going to help you, _____.” He turned to Jimin, “I think you know what needs to happen.”

Jimin shifted his gaze to your eyes, finally coming to his senses and breathing in the reality of the situation like a toxic gas, he rushed towards you, crouching in front of your legs as he gripped your hands tightly.

“_____, I’m-- I’m going to figure out how to fix this. I’m going to get that thing out of you.”

You felt electricity run down your spine, all of the hairs on your arms standing up in response. Was it true? Was this baby going to kill you? You shook your head, lowering your focus to your stomach. Releasing your hands from Jimin’s hold, you moved them to cup your abdomen, feeling warmth resonating from the site.

“No,” you began, “No, you’re not.”

aaaaa let me know if i’m going too hard with the excessive italics + any other constructive criticism

and sorry for the looooooooooong hiatus (if you can even call it that)

enjoy!

Admin J

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the waves aren’t that bad (my feelings for you are stronger)

Member: Renjun (NCT)

Word Count: 3.7k+

A/N a good old summer au for the soul also i’m fairly sure part of this ended up being like my last jun (svt) au Please don’t @ me i already know lmao -Admin Ay

        Water sprayed on your face as you stood against the rails of the boardwalk. There were a group of children running back and forth behind you with half of their ice cream cones dripping all over their shirts. You liked to sneak away from your home and watch as the boats moved in and out of the harbor.

Living in a lake town was really quiet in the winter. Houses on the shore were empty, the residents floated through the streets boredly, and the occasional dedicated fisherman sat on the docks with their hook in the water. Summer, when the sun obnoxiously beat on everyone’s skin, was when the town was as busy as Times Square. Well, at least you liked to think it was. You had never been.

Very often you would be able to spot the people who were in town for a vacation. They were louder, younger, and brighter amongst the residents who grew tired of seeing the same things every day. In technicality, yes you were also a lifelong resident, but in your heart you were just like the fresh faced tourists that drifted through annually.

“Honey–”

You jolted in your spot at the sound of the voice behind you. Knowing exactly who it was, you winced as you turned around to face your mother.

“Jesus kid, how many times do I have to tell you about being so close to the lake? It isn’t safe!”

Your groaned as your mother yanked you away, her grip paralleled with that of a bear’s. Part of you wanted to whine about how overbearing you mom was being, but you also understood it.

Your dad had died in the water. His boat too small and too far from the shore on such a stormy night. So rather than complaining whenever you were denied permission to go play in the deep water with friends, you would listen and find something to do by yourself.

“Hey, Mom? Could you at least let me go?”

Steps faltering, she did as requested and rubbed her hands on her pants. Your mother cleared her throat before speaking again.

“Go stop by the corner store before coming home, alright? We need more juice and and eggs.”

You sighed and nodded, splitting from your mother. You decided to go ahead and run the errand as you had nothing else to do. A loose rock on the ground kept you entertained throughout your journey as you kicked it, not having to pay much attention to your direction. You knew the town like the back of your hand.

Getting to the shop did not take long, with it being located two blocks away from the boardwalk, just on the edge of the gated residents. It’s where all the rich people lived, or stayed rather, in their large lake houses during vacation. The area was beautiful from what you could decipher whenever you got curious enough to peek through the gates.

As you walked in you saw a boy looking quite exasperated as he dug in his pockets. The cashier, Donghyuck (you were familiar with him, he typically worked the day shift)(he might have also been in your class once? He tended to stay to himself), tapped his foot loudly against the floor.

Finally, the boy huffed and dropped his hands.

“Sorry, I’ll just take the milk then.”

You noticed the pack of gel pens that the boy also had placed on the counter. Donghyuck began to slide the pens away before you stepped in.

“How much are they?”

The boy jumped as you settled next to him. Donghyuck looked at you tiredly.

“10 bucks.”

The boy gasped, eyes wide as he looked at you.

“Oh, no, you don’t have to!”

You smiled, “Don’t worry about it. Its my good deed of the week.”

Donghyuck snorted at the conflicted look on the boy’s face.

“Just take it, man.”

You hummed as you slid a ten dollar bill from your pocket and handed it to Donghyuck.

“I’ll pay you back, I swear.” said the boy.

You rolled your eyes. Then, an idea made way into your head.

“How about you tell me your name and you can help me carry my groceries home?”

“Its Renjun,” the boy said, shy smile stuck on his face as he took his now paid for items and followed you to the produce section.

        You and Renjun fell into a comfortable rhythm as you talked. It wasn’t as if you were conversing about anything profound, just small talk. Unlike most small talk, filled with forced smiles and awkward pauses, it felt like you were catching up to an old friend. You learned that Renjun was only staying the summer with his aunt (she stayed in one of the fenced off lake houses) and that he liked to draw in his free time (hence the neat gel pens he were struggling to buy). Renjun learned that you lived with your mom in a condo above a flower shop (his eyes lit up at the fact).

Time flew, and before the both of you knew it, you were standing right in front of the said flower shop. Renjun began to turn around, but you couldn’t help that you wanted to stay with him longer.

“I guess I’ll just–”

“Uhm, do you want to come inside?”

Even to your own ears you sounded terribly desperate. Despite that, Renjun grinned.

“Sure, I mean,” he frowned, “is that okay? With your mom?”

You nodded, “Don’t worry about it.”

Your mother being fine with Renjun would be an understatement. She was quite charmed with how polite he was. She even had the gall to wink at you (very conspicuously, may you add) when you recounted the events that led to you becoming friends.

Your mother giggled at one of Renjun’s stories about his friends back at his home town. Then, she shot up at the sound of her phone alarm dinging.

“Ah, I have to pull my lasagna out the oven.” she scurried into the kitchen area.

Renjun leaned towards you, making eye contact. He mouthed the words “I love your mom,” causing you to snicker. Your mother placed the lasagna on the kitchen island and started decorating the countertop with other food items.

“Hey, sweetie, ask Renjun if he wants to stay for dinner!”

You rolled your eyes, as if Renjun couldn’t hear her.

Said boy glanced out the window and gasped. The sun was starting to set on the horizon. You caught on and placed a reassuring hand on Renjun’s shoulder.

“Actually, Mom, I don’t think he can. He was probably supposed to bring his milk home a long time ago.”

Renjun gasped again, “I totally forgot about the milk.”

Your mother laughed at that.

“That’s fine! I’d love to have you over another night, though.”

You looked at Renjun hopefully, and he smiled back at you.

“Of course, thank you for having me over!”

You stood up, making your way towards the door, “I’ll walk you out.”

You watched as Renjun gathered his things and shuffled your way. Once out of the building you both could hear your mother yelling from out the window.

“Come by whenever you want, young man!”

Your mother’s enthusiasm cracked him up, and the sound made you feel giddy. When he finally calmed down, Renjun cleared his throat and started rocking back and forth on the balls of his feet. You tapped your foot, trying to think of something to say.

“If you don’t have anything to do, you can come over tomorrow and hang around the shop.” You said, ending more on a question.

“Definitely.” Renjun said.

You didn’t notice the tightness in your chest until it was gone. With that, Renjun waved and finally left. He vanished around a street corner, and the remnants of his shadow followed.

        The next day, you were awoken by the sound of your phone dinging. You groaned and grabbed for the device. The screen said that it was five past noon, which caused you to groan again. Getting your sleep schedule back in check will be a pain.

Still sleepy, it took you a second to find out what was the cause of the noise that woke you up. It was Renjun, causing your eyes to open a little wider. He had sent a string of nervous messages; they asked when he should come over and apologized if he had woken you up. You chuckled before a yawn overcame you. So he was an early riser? For some reason that didn’t surprise you.

Eventually, you managed to get dressed and come down stairs into the flower shop. You jump as the first thing you see is Renjun tripping through the door, your mother rearing behind him.

“Look who I found out and about!” She chirped.

You rolled your eyes, unable to help the goofy smile growing on your face. Renjun walked towards you hand held up, and you appropriately responded to the gesture by high-fiving him.

“Sorry I didn’t text back, I just woke up a few minutes ago.” You had the sense to look embarrassed

Renjun shook his head, jabbing a thumb towards your mother’s direction, “Its cool, your mom told me all about it.”

By now your mother had snuck into the store’s back room, most likely to continue putting together a few bouquet orders. The sounds of foliage could be heard and you knew that was precisely what she was doing.

You made your way behind the cashier counter, putting on a beige apron with the words “Le Jardin d’Eden” scrawled on the front in blue. Renjun was glancing around the store; he seemed especially entranced by the orchids in the far corner. You pulled a stool next to you behind the counter and patted it loud enough to get Renjun’s attention. He got the message and sat next to you.

“So, what were you up to so early in the morning?”

“I guess you consider 9am early in the morning,” Renjun chuckled, “I wasn’t doing much. Just planning a few pieces for my portfolio.”

You parroted the word “portfolio” in curiosity.

Renjun cleared his throat and looked at his hands. “Yeah, I’m trying out for an arts school.”

“That’s so cool,” you nudged Renjun, causing him to look back up to you, “You should totally show me what you have so far.”

He smiled and let out a breath, “Totally.”

Then, a customer walked into the store accompanied by the bells on the door jingling. You got up to help, and when you finished with him a new customer walked in, and another. It seemed like a busy day, which was a bummer. You wanted to spend all your attention on Renjun. Every time you glimpsed at him he was drawing a new flower in the sketchbook that he, from what you know, conjured out of nowhere. Sometimes you met eyes with him and his mouth twitched at the corners. Attempts at smiles while his mind was concentrated on his art. He looked like a painting himself, but you blushed at the thought and continued to work.

        You fell against the door after turning the “open” sign to say “closed,” officially ending the working day. Your mother started sweeping the floors and Renjun disappeared into the back room a while ago to do something for her. He said he felt bad for doing nothing while you and your mother worked. You began to pick up cleaning supplies yourself until your mother waved her hand.

“Ah, no. Go accompany your friend, I got this.”

You rolled your eyes at your mother’s antics but internally thanked her as you approached Renjun in the back room. He was trying, and failing, to wrap a bow around a basket. He whispered what you could only guess to be swears under his breath as the bow turned out crooked.

“Do you want me to help?” You grinned at the way Renjun’s arms fell like weights to his sides.

Renjun let out a groan before answering in a whine, “Yes, please.”

You moved in front of the basket and untied the ribbon. Renjun leaned towards you to get a better view of your hands. You tried your best to ignore the way his breath was warm as it hit you. While walking Renjun through the steps it was hard to will the shake out of your voice, but you managed.

After what felt like forever, you finished tying the bow. Renjun’s brows furrowed, and for a second you thought you actually did worse than you thought until he spoke again.

“How did you manage to do that so easily?”

You laughed and shook your head.

“I said almost the same thing when my mom taught me. It just takes a couple of times until you get the feel for it.”

Renjun smiled, “I’m definitely gonna impress you with a cool bow next time I see you.”

“I’ll look forward to it.”

There was a lull in the conversation, but neither of you minded. You looked over Renjun’s shoulder as he worked in his sketchbook. He had a page full of flowers that were on display in Jardin d’Eden. Everything looked perfect to you, but Renjun would grunt and fill in another part of a large hydrangea in the corner of the paper.

        That’s how you spent the next weeks. Renjun would come to the shop and distract you while you worked. At least not deliberately. You just couldn’t help your eyes from drifting to him and whatever he did. Most times he’d be drawing, but sometimes he’d also be engaged in conversation with a customer or your mom.

Finally, Renjun took you to meet his aunt. She was just as friendly as Renjun when she spoke, but was otherwise distant as she left you and Renjun to your own devices. You both would often spend time together on the balcony of her house looking over the lake when you weren’t working.

Sometimes Renjun’s friends would video call while you were with him. They were all very friendly (and loud) and would make sure to explain inside jokes to you. Especially if they were at the cost of Renjun’s embarrassment. Often you would find yourself crouched on the floor, holding your stomach from the laughter. Jeno and Jaemin, you had noticed, were the ones most often poking fun at him.

One day, Jeno popped on screen, interrupting the deep conversation you were having with Jaemin about snacks.

“Injunnie! Have you taken (Y/N) onto the boat yet?” Jeno’s eyes blinked into the camera, them being the only part of his body you could see.

Renjun coughed, face flushing as he shook his head.

“Uh, no. Not at all. Completely forgot auntie had it, actually.”

Another of Renjun’s friends, Chenle, shoved Jeno out of the way to be seen.

“What do you mean ‘forgot’? Didn’t you help your aunt repaint it the other day?”

You caught a glimpse of Jaemin behind Chenle, smirking as if he knew something. Renjun was too busy studying the lake to see you tilt your head in question. Then you remembered your mother.

“Its cool if he didn’t,” you shrugged, “My mom probably wouldn’t have let me anyway. She has a thing against the water.”

Renjun seemed to finally snap out of whatever he was thinking, as he whipped back towards you.

“You literally live in a lake town, why would she have anything against you being in a lake?”

You sighed and looked up to the sky. Stars shone, and you remembered one of many nights where you stayed out and tried to ignore your mother’s crying.

“You know how my dad was a fisherman? He died when I was little, drowned during a storm. My mom hasn’t let me swim in the lake or get on a boat since.”

Your father’s absence wasn’t something you felt often. You could barely remember him. More than anything, your disconnect to the incident was what bothered you the most. You swallowed down the weird feeling that you got from it and looked back down to Renjun. He wasn’t saying anything, but you could tell what he was thinking from the downturn of his lip and the hurt in his eyes.

“We’re sorry.” Jeno whispered, him along with Chenle and Jaemin mirroring the same look.

You smiled, “Don’t worry about it. If I’m honest, I’ve been wanting to rebel just a little and swim in the lake or something. I can’t remember the last time I did.”

“Then why don’t I take you?” Renjun blurted, then blushed. His eyes flickered to the side towards his phone screen before he looked back at you.

He took a deep breath and started again, “Why don’t I take you on my aunt’s boat?”

Jaemin leaned into the screen and somehow managed to whisper loudly as he spoke, “Sneak out when your mom’s asleep and can’t wonder where you are.”

The rest of the boys in the call grew mischievous smiles on their faces. You gulped.

“I mean, I’ve never–”  

“Of course you’ve never snuck out,” Chenle rolled his eyes and you held back the desire to frown, “There’s nothing to do there. You probably never wanted to.”

You finally did frown. You heard a smack from the phone and Chenle rocketed out of frame with a hiss.

Jeno looked at you apologetically, “Don’t take what Lele says seriously. We sneak out all the time to do stuff together, Renjun would too. You’re just a good kid.”

From there the conversation branched off. Renjun told you a story of how Jeno once actually stole candy from a baby. Everyone laughed, void for Jeno, who buried his face into Jaemin’s shoulder. Then your mother called, and it was time for you to leave.

Renjun walked you home. His hands fidgeted with the loops of his jeans the entire time. His nervous energy made you nervous. Before you knew it your home and the shop were in sight and you and Renjun hadn’t said a word to each other. That was, before Renjun cleared his throat, causing you to jump.

“You know, I wasn’t joking.”

You tilted your head, confused about what he was referring to.

“I mean, about taking you out on the boat. If–” he looked to the ground, “If you wanted.”

You tried to bite down the goofy grin you knew was trying to inch across your face. You lightly stepped on Renjun’s foot to make him look up at you.

“Honestly, I totally do.”

You didn’t realize Renjun’s hands were still moving until they stopped.

Renjun let out a breath, “Yeah?” his voice soft.

“Yeah,” you matched his softness, “I haven’t had my life-changing summer adventure yet.”

Renjun snorted as you turned to walk into the building. You’d deny the skip in your step as you made your way to your room.

        “Are you sure this is fine?” You couldn’t help from wringing your hands as you followed Renjun on the small path through the trees.

Renjun chuckled before turning around to you. It was hard to ignore how the lights of the fireflies twinkled in his eyes and the moonlight rested on his skin.

“I promise its fine,” he held his hand out to you, “to make you feel better.”

You had only known this boy for a few weeks, but all rationale initially flew through the window when you decided to sneak out in the middle of the night for the first time. So, you nodded and grabbed his hand as he lead you towards the dock. It didn’t take much time before you reached it. The water was placid and the only things that seemed to disturb its surface were the water striders gliding across and the occasional fish.

There alongside the dock, a sailboat bobbed in the water.

“This is your aunt’s?” you said.

Renjun only nodded at you before looking back at the boat. You stared at it as well. It was pretty, painted in a coral color with blue cursive letters on its side. You squinted to try and read what they said. Renjun kicked at a nearby rock and tugged on his hair.

“The Moomin,” he coughed, “My aunt, uh, she had me name it when I was little.”

You couldn’t help the teasing smile on your face, “That’s precious.”

“Please shut up before I push you into this water.”

Renjun continued grumbling under his breath, and the chokes resulting from holding back your laughter almost caused you to fall in all by yourself.

Renjun climbed into the boat first. You followed, easing your way on with Renjun’s help. The boat rocked from the movement of you both sitting down. You tensed, and both your hands shot out to stabilize yourself. Renjun sat right across from you. He touched his ankle to yours, and you eased. Your mouth still twitched in displeasure, for some reason he felt too far away.

The boat eventually stopped rocking, but your stomach still felt tingly. Renjun eyed you worriedly as you tugged at your hair. You couldn’t get your eyes to stop jumping from one thing to the other.

Renjun stood slowly and moved to sit next to you. Your breath hitched as the boat rocked again.

You shot Renjun an anxious glance, “Aren’t we supposed to be on opposite sides? Isn’t it dangerous?”

Renjun smiled, and suddenly it wasn’t so hard to breath.

“Its fine,” he took your hand in his, “Are you okay?”

You sighed and squeezed Renjun’s hand. He squeezed back.

“I’m going to be. I think.”

Renjun doesn’t speak after that. You look up at the sky and see the full moon shining bright. All the noises you hear are crickets and Renjun’s breathing beside you.

The warmth from Renjun’s hand spreads up your arms. Your stomach still feels tingly, but its different, and the thought that you could stay on the boat forever crosses your mind.

“Renjun?”

“Yeah?”

The words don’t make it out of your mouth but Renjun seemed to already know what you wanted to say, his lips pressed against yours.

Your eyes were shut, but you could still see Renjun in your head. Radiant, soft, like you were kissing the moon. You dreaded the sun rising again.

[girls-scenarios]

CLC’s Reaction to Finding Out their S/O is Promoting their Comeback

Prompt: So like I just kinda tripped into the CLC fandom over the course of a week and this comeback just rockected me into stanning lmao, can I request a CLC reaction finding their S/O is doing everything to help promote their comeback?

A/N: Welcome to the fandom, I hope you love it! - Admin Kiwi

Seungyeon: “I really appreciate you.” She would pretty much glow with happiness when she found out you were helping promote her and her group, hugging you tight as she tried to find the words to describe just how much this meant to her and how much she loved you.

Seunghee: “Wait, really? Thank you, babe!” She wouldn’t be expecting anything, so your endless support would surprise her and make her emotional, tears in her eyes as she looked at everything you’d done. She would thank you a hundred times, love for you only growing stronger.

Yujin: “You’re the best!” It would make her day when she found out that you were helping promote her song, and she would immediately make time to see you so that she could flower you with kisses and affection, wondering how lucky she had to be to find someone like you.

Sorn: “Thank you, I love you!” She would come to you right after seeing your posts and photos promoting her comeback, giving you a wide smile and throwing her arms around you as she proclaimed you the best partner in the world and make you blush from her affection.

Yeeun: “Really? That makes me so happy!” She would be pleasantly surprised and become a little flustered and giddy when she brought it up to you, cheeks flushed as she thanked you, and almost bursting with happiness when you told her that it was all because you loved her.

Elkie: “All this for me?” She would be all smiles after finding out, all long, hard times and anxiety from preparing to comeback going out the window as she gained strength from your support, thanking you with endless affection and telling you that she was now ready for anything.

Eunbin: “I’m so happy!” She wouldn’t be able to contain how happy she was after seeing your support and would immediately call you, giggling as she thanked you and asked to see you soon, wanting nothing more than to cuddle with you and say thank you in person.

[blueamberrosefiction-blog]

My Idol Fate - Chapter 1/?

Emily woke up to the sound of her alarm blaring a hit song 'Like a Dream'. A small smile curled on her lips as she listened to her favorite singer, her idol sing notes beautifully from her phone.

'Like a dream

Take this day on

Stronger with each passing beat

March forth

Defeat this day..'

Sighing, she eventually hopped out of bed and stretched, feeling her joints pop pleasantly. Rolling her head, she skipped to her chest of draws. On it was a hairbrush, mirror and several bottles and palettes of makeup. Brushing her brown curls, she tied them up in a single ponytail with two wisps falling by her face.

After a brief trip to the toilet where she washed her face and brushed her teeth, she decided to lightly apply some brow brush powder to reveal her ever hiding eyebrows. Satisfied, she skipped to the closet and pulled on her school uniform.

It consisted of a blue polo shirt with the school's logo, a grey pleated skirt which reached the knees, grey thick tightly, flat black shoes and dark grey cardigan. Happy with it, she ran a hand through her hair and grabbed her backpack. Grinning she pulled her Samsung from the charger port and left the room.

On her brief walk to school she listened to her favourite pop group again, BTS. Having finished the walk and her song, she switched the phone off temporarily and went to her first lessons' classroom. Sitting in her usual seat in her Science Class, she unlocked her phone and sent a quick text to Mina.

Emily; Hi, where are you?

Mina; Sup' twinkle toes, I'm at the school gate. Wbu?

Emily; In class, hurry up. And I'm not twinkle toes Miss-Know-It-All.

Mina; SSSSUUUURRREEE LMAO.

Rolling her eyes Emily took out her school supplies. In her hand was a notebook that contained notes and cut outs of biology. Placing it down on her desk she reached for her pen when her hand brushed the poster she had ripped excitedly off a lamp post during the weekend. Seeing Mina plop into her seat next to Emily, the smaller girl wasted no time in shoving the poster in her best friends face.

'Mina look!' She squealed, 'its auditions for Idol Camp! The winners get a contract signed for two years!' She said, practically bouncing in her seat.

Mina read the poster with wide eyes and snatched it from Emily. She then glanced around the room and leaned towards Emily and in a whisper spoke 'Meet me after school okay? We can't talk about this here.' She then shoved the A4 poster into one of her notebooks in her bag and pulled out her own stationary and biology notebook.

Smiling widely, Emily settled in her seat and waited for class to start. As her teacher came into the classroom, she mentioned that she was looking forward to receiving the essay's she had set for the class before the half term today. Looking over at Mina with a horrified expression, Emily knew she was totally screwed.

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Groaning with distaste, Emily ran a hand through her curly hair and packed her stuff up. Science was finally over, and after getting a good scolding from her teacher for not doing an essay she had apologised and offered to rewrite the essay which the teacher had quickly agreed to.

Dragging her feet, Emily made her way to Mina who was waiting at the classroom door. Giggling, Mina threw a friendly arm over her shorter friends shoulders and poked the older girls pouting cheek.

'Chill. It coulda been wors.' Mina purposely mispronounced words as she knew it annoyed her friend. The two girls made they're way to their next lesson, which was a whole corridor and four flights of stairs away. Climbing the horrific staircase, the two girls settled in their maths classroom.

Since their teacher for this class was aware of the shenanigans the duo often pulled around school, he had sat them on opposing sides of the classroom. This meant that Emily sat at the front in the corner by the window and Mina sat in the back by the door. Bidding each other a dramatic goodbye, complete with fake tears and sobs, the duo split up and sat in their respective seats.

//: Hi, this is Admin Blue!^^  I hope you enjoy my first chapter. I do promise the action will increase quickly, but me and Admin Amber think it best you get to know all the characters before we throw you into the plotline.