#also i think i'm just going to pull up into someone's dms to fill me in on everything i've missed. any volunteers???

[theogm-art]

Im going around asking my favorite mech artists "how to get better at drawing mechs", so now i'm coming to you! What is your approach to drawing mechs, what was your path into learning how to draw em? And how could someone get better at drawing mechs? Thank you for your time and attention

Hello ! ^^

For me, I started drawing mechs 4 years ago. I was just starting to draw again after my big depression era (like 4-5 years without drawing anything after artschool) =w= I kinda had to start from scratch. So, to help me, I started drawabox.com .

I did the first lesson, pulling lines and drawing straight, which helped me a lot gaining confidence in my hand. I ended up drawing 250 boxes . It took me something like a month and a half, doing 10 boxes in day, not everyday, but most of the week.

This was important, especially with mechas, because it teaches you to draw in 3d, to give volume to your shape, and because most mechanical stuff is pretty much boxes piled on top of each others, it's pretty geometric.

At that point, I was already dusting myself of the rust in my drawing muscles, but what really finished it is doing the March of Robots 2020.

I did like 25 mechs in almost as many days, until I started getting comms. And since then, I haven't stopped. ^^

(also a year later, I got a dm from Tom/Abaddon and got hired to do mechs for LancerRPG x)

Of course, between all that, I did sketches, studies. I tried doing 100 hands but didn't finish it. etc

But for mecha, specifically, I think one of the first things you have to understand is that it is a language of symbols, that is different from organic forms. This obvious difference between mechs and humans, one could say, is that humans are soft volumes and mechs are hard surfaces. But , not only is that not necessary the case (you can draw a mech soft and circular), but it is more about filling in with symbols, shortcuts that bring to mind the idea of the mechanical.

I am not an engineer. Most artists that do mechas and robots and vehicles and hard surface are not engineer and/or do not have that knowledge. (some do but my point is it's not required). Which means that, as an artist you have to fake it by learning those symbols, that bring the IDEA of a mechanical form. This is about using the brain of the spectator/viewer, their knowledge of what mecha looks like, so that you can meet halfway.

You learn those forms by studying. There is no shortcut here. You have to practice, not only your hand, but also your eye, in looking at your favorite piece of mecha media, and replicate them until you can pull them from your brain without reference. (always use refs tho, you don't have use 100% of your brain all the time.)

I am a very DETAIL-oriented artist. It's one of the thing people compliment me on and/or hire me for. It's far from being the only approach in mecha (plenty of great artists doing great concept arts of mecha with few details) . The more details, the clearer you'll have to be, and the more time you'll have to spend on the art. Especially lineart for me. BUT details help a lot convey those symbols and forms and shapes that immediately call MECHA in the brain of the viewer.

Another thing about mecha, is that since it is NOT organic, there is 1) lots of repetition of shapes and symbols, which you are 100% allowed to copy-paste (i do that all the time) , that makes you gain a lot of time.

and 2) SYMMETRY (it's not always the case, you can have an asymmetric design which can be far more interesting) because it's a robot or a mecha or whatever, designed therefore by human hand in-context. Symmetry makes it harder for me, personally, drawing a 3/4 angles or in perspective etc, symmetry is tough. Symmetry of shapes from one shoulder to another, symmetry of details etc. That's probably one of the harder part when you work in 2D. Cause you have to understand perspective and foreshortening and all that.

But yeah, because it's inorganic, hard surface requires a better understanding of perspective, because straight lines are easier to read therefore the viewer will have an easier time at clocking wonky mistakes.

I could go on, about design and function, and aesthetic. but i'll stop there. This is basically how i started plus some other stuff. The rest you'll pick up along the way.

Thank you for asking ! =w=b

[starlost-mochi-x]

Hi! I love everything you’re writing so I wanted to say that 😅. Also (if you can’t and I am not bothering) I was thinking if you could have written something with Felix when the reader gets bullied (it doesn’t have to be physically) because I am kinda experiencing it and…. I wanted comfort? Hahaha it sounds strange but yeah….. thank you so much 😘

hello lovely anon <3 i'm so sorry to hear you're being bullied, i've been there too and it hurts a lot . i hope this helps a little, and my dms are always open if you need someone to talk to ! you are loved !

always forever - lee felix

pairing: lee felix x reader

summary: felix comforts you when he finds out you've been getting bullied

genre: fluff, idol! au, very angsty, reader is bullied, mentions of injury, mentions of blood and scrapes (not descriptive), lots of crying, sad shit overall, hurt to comfort

a/n: if you're being bullied, please reach out . take care of yourself lovelies 🫶

You hurry down the paved pathway, slipping between the throngs of pedestrians on the sidewalk. Mumbling a half-hearted 'sorry' to an older woman who you'd accidentally bumped, you push past the park gates and find yourself wandering the paved path through the grass.

There aren't many people around, since it's a weekday afternoon, and you're glad of it. Your tie blows in the light, summery breeze as you hurry down a widened path, the trees expertly twined together and grown over time to form a giant, leafy archway. The lush, green canopy provides a welcome shelter from the afternoon heat, and you stumble as you pass a patch of dappled sunlight that's filtering through the leaves.

You land with a solid ugh onto the pebbly pavement, the side of your head knocking a little against the ground. You wheeze, the air leaving your lungs in a low, instant huff. It hurts so bad you instantly roll onto your side. There's nothing more you want to do than curl up, lie here, and cry, but the small, sensible voice in your head tells you to stand up and find somewhere to sit.

Groaning, you heave yourself to your feet and collapse onto the nearest bench. The tears fill your eyes then and you heave, doubling over, the impact from hitting the ground, the terrible course of the day, and your general state of dishevel rushing up on you in a dizzying wave of nausea and overwhelm.

You cry.

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Gentle footsteps crunch against the pebbled pavement, and you feel a presence move to sit quietly beside you. Your have your knees tucked up to your chest, your head buried between them, so you have no clue who it is.

A faint scent of vanilla fans over you with the soft breeze and you feel a warm, calloused fingertip gently poke the side of your head.

You sniff. "Go away, Felix."

Felix sighs and leans his head on yours, careful not to put too much pressure on you. One hand moves to place itself on top of yours, the deep, velvety tone of his voice penetrating the walls you've built up around yourself.

"Y/n, lift your head."

"No."

"Please?"

You sigh and lift your head at his pleading request, which feels like it's made of lead, and look at him. Your eyes are red-rimmed and watery, hot tears spilling down your cheeks like little rivers of flames. Felix sighs softly and puts an arm around your hunched figure, pulling you into him gently. His warmth envelops you and it's the safest you've felt all day.

"What happened?" he says quietly so as not to scare you. "I was walking back from the shop and I saw you dashing the other way crying."

You sniff, your voice cracked and pitched in distress. "They hate me, Felix. I don't know why, it's just every time they see me, I walk away feeling like shit. They hate me and it's making me hate myself, I feel like I don't even matter-"

Felix's eyes widen and his hold on you tightens, secure and stable around your shaking figure. He lets you sob into him, and by the time you lift your head, the juncture of his neck is soaked with tears.

"Y/n," he says softly. "They're just insecure about themselves. They hate themselves so they want to make everyone else feel the same way. Don't let them."

You cry softly. "I feel so worthless, Lix..."

"You're not worthless, Y/n. You're pretty and smart and creative and stunning and the funniest person I know. I'm constantly checking my phone to see if you've texted me, and every time the door to the studio opens, I hope that it's you.

Hyunjin-hyung and Changbin-hyung tease me all the time because I talk about you so much. The boys love you, so, so much. I do too, and I need you to understand that whatever those bullies say, it's not true. You're worth everything, and I'll be here every second to remind you in case you forget."

You drop your head into his shoulder again and he cradles it close, the warmth of his hand easing the throbbing pain in your temples. You emit a weak, watery, muffled thankyou into his now-soaked shirt and he affectionately kisses the crown of your head. Cupping your face, he looks at your face, seemingly searching.

"You're hurt," he carefully brushes a thumb across your cheekbone, a slight sting following. You probably scraped it when you fell earlier. Felix retracts his hand, his thumb stained lightly with blood. You turn your hands over. The heels of your palms are in the same condition.

Felix tuts softly, stroking the inside of each wrist. "Do you wanna come back to the studio with me? Chan, Hyunjin, and Han will most likely still be there, but there's a big first aid kit in the cupboard, and Chan-hyung might be able to help fix you up."

"I don't want to burden-"

"You're not being a burden," Felix cups your face firmly. "You'll never be a burden to me. Just keep fighting and let me help. Let us help. You don't have to keep doing it alone."

You nod, and move to stand up. Your knees protest in the form of a stinging, searing pain, the scrapes disturbed. You wince and flop back onto the bench, groaning. It's replaced by a yelp as Felix hoists you effortlessly into his arms, bridal-style. Your hands lock around his shoulders and he grins.

"Let's go."

Despite the situation, a question nags at your conscience. "Lix, weren't you supposed to be at dance practice at this time? How come you were out."

Felix begins walking, a cheeky smile making its way onto his freckled face. "I snuck out because Hyunjin wouldn't stop nagging me. Besides, I wanted food from that really good ramen restaurant down the street."

You cover your mouth with a scraped hand. "The rest of the boys are never going to let this go once they find out."

Felix winces. "Oh well. I snuck out for a snack and came back with a Y/n, so I don't think they'll mind-"

You squeal and swat his chest. Felix laughs and continues carrying you down the path.

"Felix?"

He responds with a hum, still smiling softly.

"Thankyou for helping me."

Felix chuckles lightly. The arm that's cupping your shoulders squeezes gently, sending heatwaves flooding into your veins.

"Always and forever, okay?"

a/n: my heart hurts

[junnylunny]

I Will Remember You.

! pairing- date!jungwon x date!reader

! synopsis- after y/n is unable to find a partner while searching through many dating apps, she finally finds a guy on a unique dating app called "I Hear You." he intrigues her with the simple message of, "Can I take you on a date?" and the overflowing chemistry forms at a jazz restaurant.

word count- 875

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The narrow restaurant feeling smaller than it usually did, I silently waited for my date to arrive. Similarly, the restaurant also waited alongside as the waiters elegantly placed dishes; the musicians playing in the small, corner entrance of the restaurant.

After not being successful with my previous dating sites, I crossed an app called “I Hear You” that allowed musicians to gather together. Within ten minutes of customizing my bio, my dms were filled with requests.

Although everyone intrigued me, to be quite frank, amazed by the app itself, but one dm caught my eye. It wasn’t a cliché pick-up line or a dumb conversation starter. It was quite simple, “Hi. I love your interest in music. Can I take you on a date?” I couldn’t help, but feel excited about such a simple question. Knowing how modern dating sites had worked: taking at least 10 minutes to text back, ghosting others, and playing the push and pull game, I wanted to grab onto this one.

“Hi. Are you y/n?” It was him.

“Yes,” I said, getting up from my seat to give him a side hug. I could smell his cologne, an aromatic yet clean scent; his fluffy hair swaying perfectly.

“I normally arrive faster than my dates. This is the first time someone else has arrived first,” he chuckled as you both took your seats.

“Oh, this is just a normal thing for me,” I laughed it away.

He just nodded for a moment, as if he was observing my every move.

"My name is Jungwon by the way- Yang Jungwon." He introduced him. His smile lines barely showed while he smiled, suggesting that he was a rather serious man.

"Nice to meet you. My name is Y/N." I introduced myself. 

"You seem quite bubbly," he said.

I couldn't help but smile at his comment, feeling both good and a bit scared. Is this a good or bad thing? I thought to myself. His strong attraction suddenly pulled me to change for this mysterious man. Did he like calmer girls? Did he like louder girls? All these questions swarmed in my head.

"I like that," his brown chocolate eyes stared at me with sincerity.

I couldn't help but to blush at him.

"Thank you," I said shyly, unable to meet his eyes back.

"I think I've seen you around campus before."

Oh, so that's where I've seen him. I thought to myself.

"You go to ---- University?" I asked.

"Yes, I do. I'm currently studying to produce and I just thought the dating app could help me meet people that were also taking it," he explained. However, it made me a bit disappointed to know that he wasn't really contacting me as a suggestive partner, but as a colleague.

"That's cool. You said dates earlier. How many friends have you made on this app?" I seriously wanted to know if he was packed with a group of girls now, knowing how good looking he was, all the girls probably wanted him.

"Not a lot to be honest. I've only dmed guys to be friends until now," he said, smiling at me.

Hello?? What does that mean??? I felt confused and flustered at his confession.

"How come?" I poked him more.

“‘Your page fits a lot of my interests.’ is what someone would say. But I dmed you because I thought you were pretty. You're my ideal type," he said, rubbing the back of his neck now.

"Oh!" I exclaimed out loud, taken aback at both the fact that he was so straight forward, but also embarrassed of my loud remark.

He chuckled at my reaction, also making me laugh with him as well. As the conversations continued to flow throughout the night with the busy restaurant dimming quieter as the hours passed, Jungwon offered to give me a ride home.

"Are you sure?" I asked. No guy had ever given me a ride home after a date. What the heck. Where did all my standards go for men??

"Yeah. It's a given. Come on," he said, opening the passenger door for me. His dark black car, clearly showing how he liked things rather neat all showed his personality.

"Thank you," I said, finally taking his offer.

I couldn't feel happy at this small moment, the silence in the hard and the pace of how fast my heart was pacing. I wanted this moment to last forever.

"We're here." I said, realizing we were in front of my apartment complex now. I unbuckled my seatbelt, making sure to take my purse as well.

"Hey, by the way," Jungwon said, softly grabbing my arm from further moving.

"Would you like to go on a second date with me next week?"

How could I say no to that good looking face with such a great personality, I thought to myself.

"Of course. We can pick the location and time together." I could feel my face beaming.

"No. No. I will pick the location and time," he ensured, patting my arm.

"Okay. We can do that," I answered naturally, as if I was an obedient dog that he had just trained. With just one date, I had known that I had fallen for his charismatic charm.

[byunejoo]

BYUNEJOO ONE YEAR ANNIVERSARY 𐦍

i can’t believe it’s been one whole year since i’ve been posting here! i won’t get emotional, but i just want you all to know that i am so grateful for you. each and every one of you. writing has been a joy of mine for many years now, and i don’t think i’ve stayed in a fandom writing space as long as i’ve stayed in lunéblr. i know that i don’t post as often as some people, or even as much as i would like, but i’d like to thank you all for sticking with me this past year.

now, on to the main point of the post. the byunejoo one year anniversary event. i have cleared my inbox (don’t worry, i saved all of your asks!) to open them up again for business (and don’t worry, i will write them this time). read below for more information.

rules 𐦍

choose one or two prompts from the list provided below, one or two tropes & aus, also provided below, and one member from the legal line. that is k to jo on my blog.

do not send anything for anyone in maknae line. you will be blocked.

i do write dark content, however i will not write age play, abuse, scat, vomit, race play, master/slave, or excessive physical descriptions (no hair color, eye color, skin color, body type, etc.)

please specify whether you’d like the member to be a dom, sub or a switch.

please be patient and please do not spam my ask box for your request.

please send only one request per ask. i only accept requests through asks. please don’t comment them or send them through dms.

do not kink shame, i will not tolerate that. if certain aus or prompts aren’t your taste, that’s fine, you don’t have to request them or read them. all prompts will have warnings in place to read before the drabble.

prompts 𐦍

please only choose one or two prompts below. inspired by @melobin’s 2k prompt event.

mark me. make me yours.

you can't expect me to do all the work. i want to see what that pretty mouth of yours can do.

please. make me feel good. no one else can like you.

you keep your hands where they are or i'll tie them up.

i'm waiting for your permission to let me have my way with you.

i'm simply enjoying the view. it's not every day i get to fuck someone so pretty.

i can’t pull out when you wrap your legs around me like that.

i don't care if someone sees us. i need you, now.

let me come in you, please. i want to fill you up.

that really does make you hard. i can feel you pulsing inside me.

i'm sorry, what was that? i can’t hear you over all that noise you’re making.

begging is a good look for you.

you taste like heaven.

you're fucking gorgeous like that, spread out like a good boy / girl who just wants to be eaten.

let me stay like this in you for a little bit.

look at that pretty expression. i always knew you could make one.

no need to rush—we have all night.

is that how you usually get out of these situations? by fucking your way out of them?

i love that no one else has seen you like this, that no one else has felt you before, been inside you. they don't get to have you, but i do.

i want you to teach me how to make you feel good.

i’m feeling greedy.

you talk too much. how about we use your mouth for something else?

could you be any wetter/harder?

i’m gonna fuck you so good you forget all about that bastard.

go and lock the door for me. i don’t want anyone to walk in while i’m balls deep/you’re balls deep.

i never knew you liked being spanked.

don’t stop. even if i beg you to.

your boyfriend/girlfriend/partner doesn’t need to know about this.

i want to make this perfect for you.

oh, you’re not wearing any underwear. trying to tell me something?

are you gonna keep playing with it or are you gonna put it in your mouth at some point?

do you trust me?

show me how you do it when you touch yourself.

am i going too fast?

let’s find out what you like together, alright?

i promise i won’t hurt you.

i want to fuck every last thought out of that pretty little head of yours.

i can’t wait to take your innocence.

just the tip, i promise.

friends don't fuck.

need to fuck a baby into you.

want him to join us, baby? ( please specify who the second member is )

i wanted you to be my first…

i missed this pussy/cock.

i know we agreed we wouldn't do this again but please, i need you so bad.

i don’t want you like a best friend.

i wanna fuck you in front of a mirror so you can see how good you take it.

i’ll be a good girl/boy! i'll be good for you!

i wanna fuck you slow with the lights on.

don't be so gentle with me. i don't break that easy.

i cleaned the kitchen today so i’d have room to fuck you on the table/counter.

use the new toy i bought you. let me watch.

i got reasons why i’m gonna love you better than your man right now.

i’m gonna suck on your cock/pussy until you’re trembling.

let me show you who the boss is.

i know it hurts, but be a good girl/boy and take it.

i just broke up with my ex.

i didn't know somebody could cum that fast just from a few fingers.

you call me late at night when i’m not the one you want.

that's right, baby. say my name. let everyone know who this pussy/cock belongs to.

tropes & aus 𐦍

please only choose one or two tropes & aus below. please specify who is which role.

academic/university

arranged marriage

babysitter/nanny

best friends sibling

best friends parent/parents best friend (aged up)

billionaire

bodyguard

brother's best friend

camgirl/camboy

camp counselors

childhood friends

enemies to lovers

exes

fake relationship

friends with benefits

enemy/frenemy with benefits

hunter/prey

hybrids

infidelity

maid/butler

model

monster

neighbour

office/coworker

omegaverse

rivals to lovers

rockstar/idol

roommate

royalty

sex worker

single parent

stepcest

street racer

sugar daddy

tattoo artist

teacher/professor/tutor

vampire/werewolf

vacation/staycation

wedding planner

yandere

example prompt “may i request prompts 29 and 17 with trope 2 for euijoo? virgin!reader and no power play, please”

all credits for prompts go to nightprompts, thelonelyempath, sxcret-garden-archive, delusionisaplace, of course melobin, and a few song lyrics.

[sugar-omi]

(swiftie asker) "he was the sweet lemonade you wanted for a summer but cove was the water you needed" OH OKAY. OH OKAY. YOU LITERALLY COULD'VE JUST TAKEN MY STILL BEATING HEART AND THROWN IT INTO A FOOD PROCESSOR AND IT WOULD'VE HURT LESS THAN THAT. WHAT THE FUCKING FUCK DUDE

the idea of baxter filling the "other woman" archetype is so bittersweet because he doesn't even show any hints that he's upset about it. he's just so very good at reassuring others that everything's fine, that the day is meant to be about them and that he's here to make their special day perfect. but who's going to be there for him? who's going to be more than just his summer love? who's going to realize they still love him in the fall?

reminds me of some of taylor's new music from ttpd ... fortnight (the first track) is such a baxter song because like . fleeting love? the one that got away? "thought of calling ya, but you won't pick up" referring to baxter ghosting mc for five years? "i took the miracle move-on drug; the effects were temporary" referring to baxter trying to make himself as temporary as possible so mc would forget about him easily - and it not working? "i love you, it's ruining my life"? "i touched you for only a fortnight"? "all of this to say, i hope you're okay - but you're the reason"? "and for a fortnight there, we were forever"???? i'm sorry but it's literally him.

ahhhh i don't mean to constantly send in walls of text but i've been a fan of yours for a long ass time and i'm so glad you like my silly little ideas!! i look up to you a lot as a writer so it makes me really happy that you're willing to entertain my thoughts haha

"who's going to realize they still love him in the fall" OH MY GOD.... just snatch my heart up n squeeze it omg...

that song is so him. i listened to it like 3 times and it's so HIM. also "i love you, it's ruining my life" is the best fucking way to describe how I FELT AFTER PLAYING BAXTER'S DLC. the pain, the way he delicately then cruelly rejects you when you ask for more.

that'd be exactly what he was trying to avoid. it's why he didn't go further with you in the cabin, and it's why he keeps up the appearance of someone put together and strong, mysterious and a whirlwind. so much so you can't put up with it for more than the summer.

gives you the glitter and flare of a summer fling, gives you fun and excitement but deprives you of the intimacy, dodges the sensitive questions...

but you're too kind. always reaching out for him, pulling him into your small world, and he's too much of a sucker. falls for your sweet smile, your insistence that he joins your friends or family for activities. falls for you insisting that you need him, that you like him...

jfc i cannot ramble again, if anything im the one yapping your ear off LMAO. please i can ramble about baxter for DAYS. i love him but this man is the perfect angst bank and i can drag on for ages...

and please don't worry about writing long messages, even if i take awhile to respond, i love reading em so much. i was actually looking forward to what you had to say about my last response lol <3

n plus you know much more about taylor swift than i do, and the songs n stuff better. i mean i do check the lyrics n associate em n associate songs n stuff but i love how enthusiastic you are, it's very refreshing to me 😊

and omg you're so kind... ngl i cried a bit LOL i've never had someone say they look up to me n i didn't expect that, that's very sweet and i'm glad i'm good enough to be inspiring, i'm very happy to hear that🥹🫶

n i'm more than happy to listen to everyones thoughts, i think everything yall have to say is worthwhile and it's like you pluck some things straight out of my brain too 😂 i wish i could spend all day answering yall's thoughts and stuff, i get excited seeing more asks even though i cannot respond quickly

so thank you for sharing your thoughts <3 i look forward to more, n don't be afraid to dm me!!! yall are too sweet, so feel free to ask me anything 🥰

[transingthoseformers]

So, the Decepticon dnd party. This would be significantly more chaotic as they know Far Less about dnd and their party will have far more allowances. Also, uh we Are going to assume that mecha enter the player party in order to show appearance, and since there is More than the autobots' campaign we're going to often say that not everyone does a thing in a session, Soundwave merely asks that they at least join the server even if they don't talk the entire time. Because it's my au and i say so.

Soundwave is the DM, and he's going to be called the asshole DM, or "Who do you think you are, Primus?" a lot. He's going to let his party stretch the rules far more often, but he's going to run them ragged and he Will have far too much fun writing monster and boss sheets. You can hide NOTHING from his ass and he isn't afraid to pull shit tricks on his players which they were warned of in session zero. Miss a session? No you are not, you're just going to have to do it over the comms like a pandemic kid on a snow day. If you're truly truly unable to come to session, he will fill you in on what happened while you were gone and update your player sheet accordingly but by primus there will be surprises.

Megatron is a warlock. I think you know exactly why, but his explanation in game would be the power and he will try and make a plotline of trying to defeat his patron eventually (yes that's inspired by me playing COTL), which who knows the patron might be the BBEG of the campaign. He will beg for magical weapons, constantly, and will be surprised when they have consequences. He's not going to care much for gold loot, no he's all about the magic damn weapons and maximizing damage potential. He will be the guy who will get surprised by a mimic and trust Nothing.jpeg ever. He's gonna bring dark energon to session, and things will get particularly funky. If anyone's going to make fucky ducky moves, it's him. This is, inevitably, factored into how the campaign is played.

Starscream, predictably, will be a rogue but will tell everyone else he's a different class but he has not decided Which One. Of course he can't hide this from the DM but the DM will let this slide, provided a twist will come about later. The majority of PVP will occur because of her and her player character. I'm betting that she's going to be the only one who cares about currency based loot, and while she's expecting to have to steal it from the other players she's just going to end up the party treasurer. In session they prefer to get up and move, so hearing their pedes clicking in the backround has become part of the ambiance. If anyone's going to threaten the other players it's Starscream just All The Time. He's going to fling himself across any table there is, cause stuff to go flying Everywhere, just to hold his claws against someone's throat. I'd say they're chaotic evil but no with time you can predict them rather easily and get your shit off the table.

Breakdown would be a fighter, and probably end up being in possession of whatever weaponry that Megatron got bored of. He's going to go all out in describing his player character in combat, and Will beg Soundwave to let his player character be married to whoever Knockout is playing. This has lead to the hilarious inside joke that his player character is a widower several times over. He's probably the only one of the group to do his roles openly, which functionally is a little pointless considering the DM is Soundwave but it's part of the ambiance. He drops a lot of dice imo and has to pick them up constantly, leading to his dice being all kinds of chipped and fucked up.

Knockout will be the motherfucker who's characters die constantly. He may protect his paintjob, but his player characters are well fictional and he's definitely not above letting them succumb to anything and everything. This is not helped by him often choosing wizards which are notorious for being fragile as all pit. During session, he's usually working on something small to keep his servos occupied. He's got pretty dice, i can just see it in his optics he's a person who has a little fancy dice roller and more than a few dice sets. He's willing to give a new dice set to anyone who inevitably loses theirs or throws them at each other or breaks them because damn this party is rough on dice imo.

Dreadwing and Skyquake (look i specified that this is a nobody dies au and i fragging meant it lol) would both be paladins with significant themes of duality. Yet again I'm going to mention the eventual attempted destruction of Megatron's patron, and this is like their Paladin Goal™️. They Intensely detest the undead in campaign, and there will be lots of sidequests based on this. Yes, they are going to end up being the healers of the party because of how adamant Knockout was against being it "i have to heal you fraggers as my day job what makes you think I'm going to do it in a game??!?" Which will create some absolutely hilarious in game moments as they know Nothing about healing. If you think it's ironic that Dreadwing and Skyquake would be paladins, ohhh then you might be seeing the same thing i am. In session, they keep their stuff close and often will do twin meetings without the rest of the party (which of course Soundwave knows every aspect if these because he's practically omniscient)

Makeshift will be a druid. Why? Wildshape. Remember how we didn't see much of Makeshift in canon? Well you're fucking gonna now. Makeshift is rarely physically in session, but is always there on the comms. You'll forget he's there usually, but when his player character is relevant Damn does he steal the show for a session. His player character imo would likely be a druid, he's often going to masquerade as the party's pet to unaware NPCs.

I can see the predacons more or less sharing a player character, with Predaking being the main representative for it. If anyone's going to successfully miss a session, it's them, which has lead to an inside joke about their player character being so forgetful that they forget who they are. Let's be real and say I'm not quite sure what dnd class they'd choose, because while Skylynx and Darksteel might want to choose a barbarian, I can see Predaking wanting something a little more whimsical. This kind of arguing is exactly why i chose for them to share a character because that would be hilarious as all hell.

Shockwave would be an artillerist artificer. He's exactly going to try and explain what magic is in dnd because he likes Logic and most people consider magic the opposite of logic but no it's simply a science with different sets of rules. His inventions have caused the most TPKs, hands down, and have caused Several ragequits. He loves how complex he can play this, and Will try and make a trebuchet. This is exactly who you want handling a heavily boobytrap-ed dungeon, because that's what he'd do if he was designing a dungeon. If he's not allowed to do something, then he's going to find the pettiest way to replicate the basic idea of it. He's definitely going to tinker during sessions, and while at first dnd magic will frustrate the hell out of him Shockwave will figure it out and lament that he can't use it in his real technology work. He's going to be the guy who's trying to get a pet dragon and fails consistently because the DM is an asshole. He'll definitely draw diagrams up outside of session for fictional weaponry, and hell he might actually get ideas for real things based on it.

Arachnid is another member who would be playing rather infrequently, but she comes in handy. She would choose ranger, more specifically a hunter ranger. If she's allowed to collect trophies in game, she will. There will be jokes about this, and i think it's Soundwave that would compare this behavior to earth felines. I, personally, would compare how she plays however to a leopard. Her player character would spend a lot of time lurking and laying traps, which is what she usually does in her day job too. 8/10 if someone gets like actually murdered during a session it's her. She pops onto the comms while she's hunting and it's not an uncommon occurrence to hear some poor soul gurgling from her mic. She will be Never physically in session otherwise Starscream and Breakdown (and probably Knockout) ganging up on her.

[alexandrablake]

hey! hi! it's me! here is my promised bigass update post!

i don't even know if anyone's noticed but i haven't been active in the past... ever (it's been a couple weeks since my queue ran out but in total i'd say maybe a month and a half since i've actually been "active"). i had/have a lot going on right now and i basically forgot i had a tumblr (swag) and i've barely been on the internet period (also swag). i've missed y'all ever so dearly and mutuals - i will be doing rounds to see how you are doing and say hello and scope your always amazing themes.

now. to get into the meat of things (i am coloring the important stuff because if y'all are anything like me, long posts are awful to read).

as i said, life has been pretty nuts lately, which is really strange to say because in retrospect not much has actually been happening. i'll give y'all a quick rundown of it though.

main thing - i got a summer job about a month ago which is what i've been doing lately. i live in the middle of actual nowhere so working is this whole thing (in addition to it being a whole thing of y'know... working) the management sucks so. i'm not vibing but it's just for the summer so i'm sucking it up

follow up thing - i'm in a weird place in my head rn?? i honestly think it's because i'm so bone tired (even though i am sleeping so much - more on this in a second) so i'm thinking a lot about a lot of things

second follow up thing - i've been sick (swag part two) so i'm just asleep . all the time . i'm starting to think the sleep is a real issue but i'm starting to feel better so who even knows at this point.

so that's where i've been! i hope that's like relatively cohesive because here's what's coming up in the future of the alexandrablake blog!

in my ... leave of absence we'll call it, i did do a little bit of reflecting about what i was doing on this blog and i realized that it's time for me and criminal minds to break up. it's amicable and i think we'll stay friends but we aren't the best people for each other and we've known this for a while

god i need to not take breaks

but yeah. i'm kinda stepping back from cm. i haven't been interested in the show in quite some time and i just cannot feel myself loving it like i used to. and quite frankly, i'm bored of it.

but only kind of! i still have some serieses to finish and i may have the occasional idea in the future and i'll definitely interact with my cm mutuals' creations but my focus is shifting!

i'm not entirely sure what to either! i think for now i'm just going to embrace the "multi" part of the multi-fandom blog i technically am. i will say - the amount of 911/911ls around here is going to pick up quick (stupid fucking firefighters making me feel feelings and fall in love with them)

other things i'd like to note in the form of a list!

i'm probably going to be doing a cleanse of who i follow! i may break some mutuals and i promise this isn't because of you, it's just me trying to get something other than cm on my dash

everything should be tagged for the fandom it falls under!

i still won't be the most active, but please come talk to me! i've missed talking to you guys!

i think i'm going to start editing more than writing because (once again (lets hope its not as bad as last time)) i have absolutely no drive to write

EDIT: i also promise i won’t be offended if you unfollow me / break a mutual / etc! curate your online experience and i promise i won’t be hurt if i’m no longer a part of that anymore!

EDIT 2: also please still tag me in your cm creations! just because i’m not going to be actively engaging with it doesn’t mean i’m not going to support you anymore!

and now comes the time for me to tag some mutuals (and i mean some, i'm literally tagging the first of y'all to pop up in that little box) so y'all can decide what you want to do! i'm not even sure if i'm still mutuals with all of you and i'll check in a sec but for now

@temily (hi grace) @tenemily (hi kayla) @moreidstrobed (hi adam) @qvid-pro-qvo (hi qvo) @literateleah (hi leah) @duchesschameleon (hi charlie) @kateemcgrath (hi abbie) @hotchsbabygirl (hi anj) and even though she kinda knows all this @hurricanejjareau (hi red)

[hyunsuks-beanie]

Matters of the Heart Ep. 8

Pairing: Best friend! Yeonjun x gn. reader

Genre: Fluff; Angst; Maybe eventual smut

Content Warnings: University au!; lots pining; our main leads being stupid; I haven't planned smut for this one, but it might as well turn suggestive; this chapter is another angst filled load of drama but I promise it'll get better (real better) in the next one- please don't hate me!

Word Count: 2k words 

Mellow speaks:  Ookkkayyyyy, so this is long overdue and I'm super sorry for that. I've just been really busy the past week and it took a toll on my health too but I'm better now! Let's get on to it!

Tagging: @sweethyuka @yedamology @enhacolor @axartia @hyunsuksmygod @yogurteume @duolingofanaccount @zurimochi @blahbluhblahbluh @yeonyeonyeonjun @yjs6x @silent--cry @delacyrose224 @rlajjunie @hotboyyeonjun @blue-last-page-514 @bluxjun @yutacchin @zen003xx @yawnzznlvr @magicalstudentwhispers @foryawnzzn @nyfwyeonjun @bluejin0812 @najaemin138 @laylasbunbunny @moaberryjjunie @najaemin138 @laylasbunbunny @moaberryjjunie @robin-obsessed @calssunflower @swankynebula 

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You can feel someone's gaze on you, burning holes into the back of your head as you continue your animated telephonic conversation. Who are you talking to? Well, that's a story for after you see who it is that's been staring you for two minutes straight. That's the thought you hold as while turning around towards the entrance of the cafeteria, almost certain it's going to be one of your friends, hoping despite yourself that it's Yeonjun. 

But when your eyes land on the doorframe, all you see is a group of....second years? You can't say for sure, but you know pretty well that it couldn't possibly have been any of them. The presence that you were feeling is all but gone, and you can't help but feel confused about who it was who left without a word. Furrowed your brows, you try to find an answer to the question for a little longer, only to have the voice that filters through your phone pull you out of your thoughts. "Y/N? You there bub?," the voice calls out, making you roll your eyes even though not a soul is there to see it."

In hindsight, maybe someone should actually have been there to see just that, and also to hear what you say next.

"How many times do I have to tell you not to call me that? Only Yeonjun can call me bub, no one else," are you words, making the person on the other end raise his hands up even if you can't see him. "I'm sorry, love," he laughs, proceeding to tell you how much he misses you and how he wishes you could come back soon. 

"I really miss you guys too, and I promise I'll be there one day soon, with my whole gang this time," you tell him, smiling a little as he says he might as well come to Seoul himself. "Need to see that Yeonjun of yours with my own eyes, after all. I wanna know what it is he has that I don't." That makes you let out a laugh, the sound a little happy and a little wistful while you tell him that your best friend has a girlfriend. 

When it's time to hang up, your chest feels lighter and your head feels clearer, the thoughts and worries that you had been carrying around with you for weeks finally having found an outlet. You were trying to be okay, but it was hard not being able to tell anyone how you really were feeling, for fear of making things uncomfortable for your friends. 

"Thanks for calling today, Leo. You know talking to you never fails to make me feel better," you say before ending the call, a happy spring in your step as you make your way out the cafeteria. It's then that you notice that Yeonjun is nowhere to be found, even though he had promised he'd be there as soon as he got done talking to Yena, in order to discuss the theme for the radio's upcoming week. 

"Weird," is the only thing you can think to yourself, a confused expression on your face as you embark on your quest to find him again, something you seem to have been doing a lot recently. You call Soobin up, but Yeonjun isn't with him. "I'm with Taehyun right now, we were just buying some pet food. I haven't seen him since the ceremony," he says, hanging up after suggesting that you try calling the other two. 

And you're just about to do that, when your eyes land on a familiar mop of hair not ten feet away. There you see Kai, a heavy book tucked under one arm while the other is casually thrown around a shorter mop-haired guy, the sight making you let out a fond chuckle. As your feet carry you over to them, you soon register the fact that the one you're looking for is not with them either. 

The realization is somehow written all over your face, making Beomgyu let out a sigh as he rolls his eyes. "He's not with us. Maybe you should try asking his girlfriend," he says, his hand now resting on your head as he pats it gently, a sympathetic smile on his face. "Yeah Y/N," Kai pipes in, shifting the book from one hand to the other, '"Better ask Yena than us."

The looks they give you have you going into defensive mode once more, a forced laugh escaping you as you get ready to prove a point. "You're staring at me funny," you retort, shutting down any arguments they might have up their sleeves when you turn your back to them, your fingers dialing Yena's number before you can stop yourself. But she doesn't answer, a behavior that definitely strikes you as odd coming from her.

"Guess I'm on my own, huh?," you muse to yourself, beginning to walk away from the square and down the corridors in search of Yeonjun. The classrooms are turn you up nothing but dust, your annoyance growing with every call of yours that goes to voice-mail. "Doesn't take that long to answer and tell me you're busy," you mutter under your breath, the sound of your sneakers falling against the tiles as you jog down the halls, empty-handed till you reach that one door. 

The door to the dance practice room, the place that's the closest to Yeonjun's heart after your beloved rooftop, and the place you still dread visiting because you're scared of seeing something you aren't all that keen on seeing. Even though it's never happened in the weeks that you've been back, you can't help being a little wary of finding Yena there with your best friend, not wanting to encroach on their time alone and making things unnecessarily uncomfortable. 

Yet right now, as the loud bass of the music bleeding through the speakers makes its way to your ears, coupled with the loud banging of footsteps, you find yourself approaching the door slowly, pushing it open because you already know someone's in there. And what you see inside is something that fills you up with even more dread. 

No, it's not Yena with her arms wrapped around Yeonjun's shoulders, kissing him like there's no tomorrow. Instead, it's Yeonjun, alone in the room, his body moving to the rhythm as if he's mad at something, the anger clear on his face. The grunts and groans that escape him as he goes about doing his thing tell you he's not in a good mood right now, and it becomes even more evident when he doesn't notice you standing by the door. 

You're transfixed by his moves, his emotions laying bare for you to see with every step he takes. He's one with the music, the loud beats and the thumping of his feet gelling into one the longer you watch. Mesmerized by his performance, you don't even realize when the song comes to an end, Yeonjun's heavy breaths becoming the only thing to be heard as his feet stop moving, his body almost collapsing to the floor before his eyes land on you. 

"What're you doing here?," his voice draws you out of your trance, more icy than it's ever been. It has an edge to it that catches you off-guard, causing you to blink your eyes, perplexed at his sudden hostility. "I came here to see you," you respond after a couple of beats have passed, confused to say the least. "You never showed up at the-"

"Didn't show up?," he asks, sounding incredulous of your words, his gaze accusatory as he turns to look at you fully. "Didn't show up? Try, 'I was a bit too busy to notice when you did show up,'" he all but spits, venom lacing his voice. "What're you on about?," you catch yourself asking in return, becoming defensive for the second time that evening, "I never saw you enter the cafeteria, but if you saw me, you could have approached me instead."

You know you're being reasonable, but as Yeonjun crosses his arms over his chest, dry laughter slipping past his lips, you feel more vulnerable than anything else. "Well, I couldn't exactly approach you when you were so busy being all sappy on the phone now, could I?" "Wait a second," you think to yourself, your eyes trained on the man in front of you as you feel things click inside your head. 

"On the phone? I don't know what you heard Jjun, but I think you're getting the wrong picture," is what you say, taken aback by the way he's taking this, "I was just talking to Leo, my friend from Australia." The moment those words escape your lips, you see Yeonjun widen his eyes, the sight making you feel he's finally catching on to what you're saying. But of course, things don't go that easy for you, his anger only seeming to rise as he asks, "Leo? That idiot who asked you out back during your first month there? The one who totally had the hots for you?"

And that's when you know he's off on a tangent, all sorts of stupid stuff spewing out before he even thinks to stop. "So he's the one you're messing with now? Seriously? And you didn't even think to tell me? I mean, I deserve to know if you're being all 'I love you sweetie' with someone, don't I?" That's the last thing you hear before losing it, your own patience wearing thin as as you launch into a rant.

"Deserve to know? I really don't understand how you got yourself under that illusion, Choi Yeonjun. You don't deserve to know shit, not after you kept the fact that you have a girlfriend from me. You didn't think I was important enough to know, but did you ever see me getting angry at you over that without reason? No, because I'm not petty like that.

And despite that, you still have the audacity to call me out for not telling you if I'm messing with someone? Didn't it occur to you even once to actually try and talk to me about it, instead of lashing out from the get-go? If you remember the fact that that 'idiot' was the one who asked me out during my first month there, then shouldn't you also be aware of the fact that you had been the first person I had told about it. But no, it seems like it very conveniently slipped your mind, huh?"

Now he's the one at a loss for words, blinking like a deer caught in headlights. "T-that's besides the point," he tries to reason, his being overcome with guilt as he finds his accusations getting washed away. But you're not having his drama now, the feelings you've been holding back on coming to the fore at last. "You didn't feel bad even once keeping me in the dark, but you suddenly take it to heart if I don't tell you about a friend?" 

"Well you seemed much more than friends with him to me, the way you were smiling and being all giggly on the phone." "Yeah right. A phone call was all it took for you to determine my relation to Leo, isn't it? You're so damn perceptive, I must say. Maybe that's why you thought not telling me would save me the pain, huh?" You're on a roll now, angry words bursting like fireworks as you feel your eyes grow watery. "Well just so you know, you not telling me hurt me more than anything else ever has." 

"And so you decided to get back at me for that, didn't  you?," he claps back, not a hint of remorse evident in his voice even though he can feel it inside. "You decided to go against my back and get yourself a boyfriend, right when I-" He stops short at that, the next lying dying at the tip of his tongue as the waterworks finally begin for you. 

"You know what?," you seethe, eyes bloodshot and hands shaking as you manage to get one last thing out. "Yeah. Yeah I did get myself a boyfriend behind your back. Because you don't fucking deserve to know." 

And with that, you're out the door. 

[jupitersreadings]

please.

a/n; if you ever have a request or a prompt that you want to be written, comment it or dm/put it in my inbox and i’ll do my best to write whatever it is! anyways enjoy<3:)

summary; you just need someone to talk to, but that someone doesn't realize.

warnings; angst, anxiety, depression, panic attacks, idk.

length; 1.0k

pairing; ashton x y/n

i got home from work a bit earlier then usual today. it was just not a good day and work didn't help at all. i dropped my bag on the floor as the door shut behind me, my eyes shot to the clock. two more hours until the one person i needed would be home.

i decided i should just try to calm down as best as i could. forcing my shaken body all the way upstairs to ashton and i's shared bedroom. dragging my feet into the bathroom running the bath water setting a bubble bath up for myself.

a bath always would calm be down when i'm by myself. once the bath was full i hooked up my phone and began to take my clothes off. once i was undressed i stepped into the tub, stinking down. i got comfortable trying not to think of all the stressful anxiety tugging moments.

i heard the door shut from downstairs causing me to jump back into reality. i pulled myself out of the bath and began to drain the water. i reached for my towel and dried off, putting the fresh clothes i pulled out on. just sweatpants and one of ashtons sweatshirts.

i made my way downstairs to see my boyfriend in the kitchen. his head shot towards me a smile formed as he made his way over, " hello beautiful, how was your day? " he placed a kiss on the top of my head and rubbed my back.

i couldn't help but smile as his scent filled the air around me. " hi ash, it was ok, you? " i looked up at the boy who was staring down at me.

" it was great actually " he smiled making his way back over to the kitchen table. i felt the bubble start to form again, but ashton was here now.

" t-that's great ash ! " i put a soft smile and took a deep breath, " so i just wanna tal- "

" y/n i love you but i'll have to stop you there.. the one and only michael clifford is calling. i'll be right back " he said getting up from the table making his way into the other room. i sat down in a chair at the table and bit my lip. i heard him speaking from the other room and laughing. " fuck man i'll be right there! " foot steps made its way back to the kitchen. i turned to see my smiling boyfriend," the guys wanna go out to local bar tonight, you can come if you want but i also don't wanna make you come, up to you. i'm gonna go change bu- hey is something up? " his soft got soft.

all i could do was shake my head, " no, i'm ok. i think i'm gonna stay here tonight. i don't wanna intrude on guys time and yeah " i shot him the best smile i could. " i'll probably just go to bed soon " he watched me carefully and confused.

" um, oh ok " he gave in and continued upstairs. as childish and hopeless as it sounds i really just wanted a hug. i sighed quietly and pulled myself off the chair pushing it in. cleaning up the remainder of dishes in the kitchen and began to make my way upstairs. i walked in our bedroom to see ashton all dressed, " how do i look " he asked looking at me through the mirror.

" 10/10 " i shot back at him and he giggled, " i was expecting your sarcastic ass to come out " he continued giggling and moved away from the mirror. as much as i know he was just teasing it kinda hurt. did he think i was always sarcastic? was i mean?

" y/n.. earth to y/n! " he snapped, he was now right in front of me and gave me a smile, " where were you? " he asked softly. shrugging him off and i just shook my head. " ok well i'm gonna head out "

please stay.

" are you sure you don't wanna come? it'll be fun! " he encouraged with his bright smile, i just shook my head again.

please notice i need you right now.

" okkayyy but don't come calling me asking me to come home early " he laughed a bit.

what if i need to.

all i could do is continue to nod and quickly reached up and gave him a kiss on the cheek and then rushed over to our bed. " have fun " i croaked out.

" baby. "

shit shit shit.

" your rides here " the horn was honking from outside as a looked at my boyfriend with glassy eyes. he stood there just looking at me, i bit my lip as another horn came.

" baby what's wrong " he spoke softly just standing there staring. he's waiting for me to give the okay to go.

" text me when you get there " i nod and looked anywhere but him.

" y/n, i can stay, i don't have to go- “

" no no, it's ok you said to not call you to come home early either; i won't, i promise. i'll probably just go to bed. long day. " i nodded trying to convince myself that's what's up.

ashton pulled out his phone snd put it up to his ear. " hey mike, i'm not feeling too good right now, i have an awful migraine " he looked over at me as i shook my head no. " yea yea , have fun. " he laughed " i willlll, ok bye bud " he put his phone down and began to change into sweats.

" ashton no " my lip began to tremble as i felt awful about making him not go. " please go, i'm fine see i'm good i'm ok. i- " overwhelming feeling took over. all ashton did was crawl into bed and wrap his arms around me.

" i'm sorry i didn't see it earlier or tell when i went into the bathroom and it smelt like the ocean or notice how you were just nodding. don't ever think it's not ok to talk to me or tell me you need me. you always tell me that " he held me tighter and kissed my fore head.

ashton put on a movie and laid with me for the rest of the night.

[ilyasorokinn]

five times you pull tiktok pranks on him, and one time he pulls one on you , jesperi kotkaniemi

note, this is dedicated to @quietblues because you're amazing cam, and i love you. i also had to include a little nod to "red (taylor's version). the trend where someone's asking to breakup with their partner so they can experience red in full. i love taylor swift. that's all. pair, jesperi kotkaniemi x reader summary, five times you pull tiktok pranks on him, and one time he pulls one on you, or all the times y/n pulls tiktok pranks jesperi. warnings, none word count, 1479 words

(gif not mine)

The one thing everyone knew about your boyfriend, Jesperi, was that he was extremely goofy. He was a silly person, which was why it was it was so easy to pull all kinds of pranks on him.

He, of course, got you back with pranks of his own, many he didn't post, but pranks you both enjoyed.

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one, "the salt prank"

You set the camera up and poured salt onto the spoon. You gathered some soup on the spoon, making sure the salt was covered up by the soup.

"Hey, KK?" You asked.

"What?" He asked.

"Can you come taste my soup?" You asked.

You heard his footsteps and saw him walk into the kitchen, holding your dog in his arms. He took the spoon and gulped it down.

You watched his face, and watched as he winced at the salty taste, “Wow…” He swallowed and coughed, “It’s, uh, it’s a lot of salt.”

“Really? So, it’s good?”

“Yeah, baby, it’s good.” He nodded.

That was one thing about Jesperi, he would do whatever he could to make sure you were smiling and happy.

“Okay, stop lying.” You laughed.

He quickly set your dog, Luna, down and grabbed a glass, quickly filling it with water and gulping it down, “Oh, thank God. That was really salty.”

You laughed, pointing to your phone that was sitting up and still recording. He rolled his eyes and picked Lulu back up, “Come on, Lulu. Mom’s being a bully.”

canesfan awe that’s so cute!!

user935294 he lied to protect her feelings 🥺😭

jesperisbiggesfan they’re so cute 🥰

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two, "oil change"

"So, I got my oil changed, you know?"

"Yeah." Jesperi nodded, running his hand along Lulu's head.

"I think you'll be really proud of me." You told him with a smile, taking a sip of your drink.

"Oh yeah?" He asked with a bright smile, looking up from his phone.

"Well, they said I got a good deal."

"What was the "good deal"?" He asked.

"Well, I only got it for $400..." He dropped his phone and looked over at you, his jaw slack.

"$400?" He asked.

"Yeah." You nodded.

"Four-hundred-Y/N." He rubbed his forehead.

"Yeah? They told me it was a good deal." You shrugged.

"A good deal? Baby, they robbed you. Where'd you go?" He picked his phone back up, ready to call.

"It was just down the street." You answered.

"Down the street? At Tires Expo? They don't even do oil changes."

"The guy there told me it was a good deal." You shrugged.

"You were scammed." He began searching for the number.

You laughed, shaking your head. He looked up at you confused. You only pointed over to your phone. He shook his head, playfully rolling his eyes.

"So, you didn't get a $400 oil change?"

user39572 lmaoo kk was ready to beat up the tires expo guy 😂😂

caniacfan2037 you can tell he's so proud of her

svechaho i love them so much

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three, "selling the dog"

Jesperi was in the driver's seat in the Starbucks drive-thru, "So, I got a DM from this guy on Instagram..."

"What about?" Jesperi asked, glancing over at you before looking back at the road.

"They saw Lulu on Instagram, and offered to buy her for 10k." You told him.

Jesperi nodded along, looking lost and confused, "Okay? And?"

"And I told him we'd think about it."

"Think about what? Selling our dog? She's like our kid. You really thinking of selling our kid?" He asked.

"Well, 10k is a lot of money." You noted.

"Yeah, but we don't need money, babe. We have money, we have more than enough. We don't need more." He told you, getting defensive and serious.

"But-"

"No, we are not selling Lulu." Jesperi shook his head.

"I'm kidding." You finally admitted. He looked over at you confused, "I think I'd rather sell myself for 10k than sell Lulu."

"I might sell you for 10k." He joked, "I think I've lost 10 years off my life." You both shared a laugh.

user205720 jesperi "dog dad" kotkaniemi

y/nxjesperinumber1fan she really said "i think i'd rather sell myself for 10k than sell lulu"

sepecanes89475 they're parents 😭 lulu's so lucky

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four, "surprising at his location him via facetime"

Jesperi was away for a string of away games, so you decided, with the help of a few his teammates, to surprise him. The tough part was every morning, you and Jesperi FaceTimed.

So, as a way to hide the surprise, you found a blank wall in the airport that looked like someplace in your house and answered the call.

"Okay, well I love you." He told you.

"I love you, too." You smiled, blowing him a kiss. He blew you one back, then you both hung up. After your call ended, you waited patiently for your flight to Dallas to board.

After a few hours, you were finally in Dallas. Teuvo was at baggage claim to meet you, "Hi." You smiled, rushing over to hug him.

"How was your flight?" He asked.

"Not too bad. Really excited to see his face." You laughed.

"All right, well he hasn't suspected a thing."

Teuvo and you drove back to the hotel, discussing your plan. Once you were in front of the hotel, you called Jesperi. He answered almost immediately, a smile on his face, "Hey, what's up?"

"Nothing much. Just wanted to see how you were doing." You shrugged.

"I'm good. How are you?" He asked.

"I'm good, just out for a walk." You turned around, making sure to get the hotel in the camera's view.

Jesperi noticed, and did a double-take, "Wait..." He stopped, examining the screen, before dropping the phone and running to get his shoes on.

It only took him a few minutes to run out and greet you, "Oh, my God." He shouted, running over and picking you up, spinning you around, "What're you doing here? Not that I'm not happy you're here."

"I wanted to surprise you." You shrugged.

"Oh," He pulled you back in for a hug, "I'm so happy you're here."

"I can't take all the credit. Turbo helped out a lot." You admitted.

"I'll be sure to thank him later, but for now, I'm gonna just enjoy you being here." He smiled, leaning down and kissing you.

user29375 wait, turbo and kk bromance starting?

ynfan065 they're so cute 😭

hurricanesfan78 the way he ran to her. i'm dead 💀

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five, "red (taylor's version)

You were a Swiftie through and through, so when Red dropped, you almost lost your mind. Jesperi was in the living room, watching a game, "KK?" You asked.

"What's up?" Both him and Lulu looked up at you.

"I think we need to break up."

Jesperi was up and on his feet. Lulu was barking and yipping at your feet as if she understood what was happening, "What? Why? Did I do something wrong? What's going on?" Jesperi was clearly losing his mind.

"No, no, it's just--Taylor Swift announced the release of Red (Taylor's Version), and I want to experience it in full, so I think we need to break up so I can do so." You explained.

Jesperi let out a sigh in relief, "Again?"

"Yes, again." You nodded.

He let out a groan, "Fine, Y/N, we're breaking up. I'm gonna stay at Turbo's house."

"Wait, what? No, I was thinking you could sleep in the guest room and we can make up in the morning and be happy again." Jesperi was already halfway to the door, "Wait, J, I was kidding." You hollered after him.

"I'm taking Lulu." He hollered back.

"What? No." You pouted.

tsversionfan1989 i think y/n is all of us in relationships

caniac3000 what do he mean again? 😭

canesfan she did this during sour 😂

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plus one, "stop walking and see how long it takes for the other to notice"

Saturdays were reserved for errands, so you did grocery shopping, cleaning, and everything else on Saturdays. You and Jesperi were in the parking lot of the grocery store.

Jesperi decided to get you back for all the times you pranked him. He began filming. You were walking ahead of him, so he stopped.

You almost made it to the door when you finally noticed he wasn't following. You turned around and saw him laughing over by the car.

"What the hell?" You shouted.

"Gotcha!" He shouted back, still recording and laughing. He jogged over to you.

"What're you doing?"

"Well, I got you back." He shrugged.

"I'm gonna walk into the store and pretend I don't know you." You told him.

"I'm kidding. I love you." He told you, pressing a kiss to your cheek.

"Love you, too." You wrapped your arms around his neck.

y/nandjesperifan he's finally getting her back.

user2957 if they ever break up, love doesn't exist.

necas88 the pout when she turned around

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Pick a Pile: What do you need to hear right now?

Good news, folks! My semester is over! So, hopefully, this means my stress levels will not be as high and I'll have more energy to do more pick-a-piles! Today we're going to look at what you need to hear. Gonna be honest, all the piles seem related. It could be that they all hold a message for one person, or they're continuations of the others? Or they could be messages for people in situations that are related to one another? I'm not sure, but there's some connection between all three tbh. However, only read what you're feeling called to read. That means you can have more than one pile. I also have to put my normal disclaimer here: This is a general reading. Not all of it is going to apply to you. In addition to this, this is current energy and it can change by tomorrow. There is such a thing as free will, and we all need to remember that. If you do find that you resonate heavily with one (or two or all) of these piles and you want to know more, I am available for readings. Just DM me about it and I'll get back to you ASAP. I also have my cashapp and Paypal listed in my bio if you feel the need to tip (but it's not required) So, for the piles, pick an outfit worn by Fran Fine in season 1 of The Nanny!

Pile 1:

Cards: Cat, Eclipse, Saturday morning cartoons, Picollus, Alastor, Voices, Flying Without Wings, 7 of Cups, 6 of Wands, Wheel of Fortune, Full Moon in Scorpio, Friendliness, Joy, Page of Wands, The Emperor, The Hierophant

Oof I just got REALLY warm. I'm not sure what that means, but I think some are you are furious at someone. Well, you're asked to release the negativity (Full Moon in Scorpio), and also the bottom of the deck of the Moonology cards was Bring Love Into the Situation. The song on currently is Are You on Your Way by Middle Class Rut, and I take this to mean...are you coming home? Like, to yourself. I think some of you have allowed others to influence who you are, losing sight of who you are. There's something coming, or maybe this has already happened, but it's good. Possibly an achievement? However, there are underlying issues within this or around you. I take this more as outside voices, that part about being influenced by others again. I think the Voices card is one thing to look at about this. From this, I get two things. The first being that you need to listen to your own voice, your own judgment. The second is that you should ignore any voices on the outside. By this I mean, like family or friends. I really get that some of you have family or friends around you that are giving you their advice, but that it's no good. The Picollus card talks about long-standing feuds (specifically family feuds) and the Alastor card talks about not being vengeful. So I think maybe there are some not-so-kind things that are being said, either about you or others and you're being asked to not listen to them.

But, with the 6 of wands, wheel of fortune and Flying without wings, I see that there's something you're about to achieve or have just done. The bottom of the deck for the tarot was the tower, so for some, this is sudden. Maybe a promotion? Or, graduation, so a culmination of things leading up to something. But, I'm seeing that this can only be good if you're careful with where you get advice from and how you act. I'm not saying to ignore all advice, but I think when you hear advice, you're aware of what's good for you/will work for you and what won't. With the eclipse card, I can see that there are some things that may be unknown to you right now, and maybe this tower card on the bottom is coming energy (or past, depending on where you are at). The energy of this pile is NOT bad. It's more cautionary. There's a lot here about your shadow side, and I really want to stress that your shadow side isn't something to hate. It's a part of you. So I think you're being asked to be mindful of your actions towards others but also other's actions towards you, while also being kind to yourself?

Moving Along by 5sos came on. I was going to say that it feels like some of you are moving on from something, and maybe it's a breakup or a past failure, but now you're moving into better times like you're succeeding with something else. Moving on. But, I think there's a bit of fear here. For a few, there's resentment. I'm not saying you don't have the right to be resentful, but in the cards, there is a warning to be careful not to allow that to overtake you. The bottom of the Witches Oracle is Greet the Darkness, and this tells me that if you are feeling that resentment, you're being called to feel it. I don't think you can just ignore it, because it will eat away at you. However, you're being asked to feel it and then let it pass. So, again, kind of goes back to moving along, right? You also are being asked to find your voice and not use other's voices to dominate your thoughts/actions.

You know, it's not even a song that came on, but I was thinking about Harry Styles' song, Treat People with Kindness and I kind of am getting that message here? Like, I think overall, this is just a call to be good. Like, to discern what you hear, but also to be the best you can be. Do not to give in to the temptation of being a less than stellar person. I think it's a warning to be careful. Like, an ego thing?

I feel like there's something missing though? Like, I'm at the edge of what the overall message of this pile is, and they all seem to connect, but it's on the tip of my tongue and it won't come out? So, I wonder if there's also a need to speak up? We did get Voices. Also 7 of Cups can be about having too many choices that you're stuck trying to decide. It can also be about being stuck in the clouds. So, maybe there's a need to figure out what you want to say and say it? As concise as possible, but not too blunt? I had to go back and pull a couple more cards from some other decks (so, the Moonology cards are part of that). The other two cards I pulled from my Affirmators! deck and they were Joy and Friendliness. So!!! Yes, please treat people with kindness! But I also think this is kind of a treat people the way you'd want to be treated, so like, greeting meanness with a smile? Don't Take the Money came on, and I'm really noticing the line: "Buy back the secrets". This song is ultimately about not giving in to greed. Like, not choosing greed over love, and I think that's part of this message. I can see this resentment bubbling under the surface and I sound like a broken record by now, but? I think you're not really meant to allow it to bubble.

Also, I think you guys are my music group because I got SO many songs for you? I also was all ready to wrap this up, thinking "Well, there's that, I think I'm done." But again, I was still feeling like I was missing something and then a song called Something Left To Give by The Starting Line came on, so here I am pulling more cards. We got Page of Wands, The Emperor, and The Hierophant. But then...the bottom of the deck was The Tower again? So, first off. I think a lot of you are definitely ignoring something, like a lesson you're meant to be learning? And I think it has a lot to do with surrounding your ego and maybe reaching into the shadows. But I also think it has to do with holding grudges while also holding onto toxic things, such as thoughts or people? I think, with the Emperor and the Hierophant here, you have the ability to be kind while also upholding your boundaries, but I think this is less about how you are and more about how you need to be. And sometimes...that's about upholding boundaries with yourself, whether it be letting go of certain behaviors or thoughts, or making sure other people do not cross those boundaries. Another thing I'm getting is that there may be certain beliefs you hold about yourself or others, or even the world, that need to be changed. I get this "My way or the high-way" feeling from the Hierophant and the emperor, and I think that if you have this attitude, you're being asked to really rethink that. It's okay to not be right all the time, and it's also okay to make mistakes. It's also okay to change your mind. To find that what you once believe doesn't really hold up anymore. I just think it's SOMETHING to get the tower on the bottom of two different decks, and I think this is about well, I'm getting shipwreck imagery in my mind. Crashing those beliefs? Wrecking them? Burning them down and starting over. Saying to yourself: "Hey, I don't really need this anymore. It doesn't match who I am now and where I want to go. I can let this go now." And, this can apply to more than just beliefs. I am using the Daemon tarot and the bottom deck energy was brooms which has the same meaning as the Witches Oracle Brooms card: Cleaning. It can mean physical cleaning (and it IS spring. I know I need to clean lol), but it also can talk about purification. So, purging those beliefs that do not fit anymore and getting rid of what does not serve you. What is not working for you anymore? What isn't helping you be the best person you can be? It's not about quitting things cold turkey one morning. It's about slowly allowing those things to fall away. So I'm not saying you need to get up and both physically and metaphorically clean your life. I'm just saying, to start that process. Ya know? Getting a garbage bag ready and filling it as you go.

I really think there is something good happening for you but I think you need to keep yourself grounded in reality and to be the best you can be while this is happening. I also think you need to not allow others (or your own self) to get to you. I don't see anything in here saying you are a bad person, I just see that there's a reminder being made to be good and be the best you can be, which also includes making sure that what you have in your life is good for you. Nothing drastic has to happen (if you don't want that), but mindfulness is needed.

YIKES, that was long lol Also, side note, the bottom card for my Dreams deck was Animals, and I think if you've been having a lot of dreams involving animals, this was meant for you especially. I could barely fit all the cards in this picture, so I didn't take a pic of the animal card, but if you're dying to see it lmk lol The bottom of the Affirmators! deck as Trust. It just talks about how you know you'll be okay. Personally, when I'm having really bad days, I usually write in my journal "I am okay. I will be okay." Idk, just something I do that helps me. It's small, but it gives me hope. Songs: Kamikaze - WALK THE MOON Moving Along - 5 Seconds of Summer (the bass in this song is honestly top-tier :) ) Are you on your way - Middle Class Rut Treat People With Kindness - Harry Styles Don't Take the Money - Bleachers (Specifically the version Ft Lorde) Funny Business - Alice Merton The Abyss - DBMK

Pile 2:

Cards: Full moon in Gemini, Beauty, 5 of Cups, 9 of Cups, 6 of Cups, Murder, Pineapple, Confetti Rainbow, Money Green, Passing Notes, Nature Spirits reversed, Lamia, Astaroth, Cali, Knight of Pentacles reversed, 4 of Wands, King of pentacles

This group has a very specific message that comes out. It took a bit to get there, but I wanted to say that this is a specific situation. If you were called to it, then by all means carry on reading. However, if you find that you do not vibe with what this is saying, then this might not be your pile. However, I think there also might be a few bits here and there for some people, and not the whole message, so maybe try it out first.

First off, I get similar vibes to pile 1, but this pile seems more to be in a victim mentality. I'm not saying you don't have a right to feel that way, but I'm getting that there's a line and that you're either already past it, or you're near it. That line draws a boundary between feeling sorry for yourself and on the other side: feeling sorry for yourself that you play victim, never taking responsibility for yourself/actions. Get a defensive energy (I wouldn't be surprised if you were reading this and thinking that it may not be your pile because you're denying it? Hey, I do that all the time. I'm pretty guilty of this). I think a lot of you have had a tough time recently, or are still in the thick of it. I'm here to say that it will pass, but that you can't allow this to turn you bitter. Nor can you use this to take it out on other people. There's a strong message about making sure you don't do that. Also, not to manipulate others? I think there's a possibility of falling into this mentality that you're the victim and may be manipulating people into feeling sorry for you. I just get a weird manipulative vibe and I think maybe some of you can have the tendency of doing this, possibly even without being aware of it.

There's also a message of lightening up, allowing yourself to have fun. To stop focusing on the negative aspects of a situation, and find the humor in it. It may be something hard to do right now, but I think you'll find that maybe one day soon, you'll be able to do so.

Also, there's another side note about someone else? This can be a father figure, a boss/ceo figure? This could just be someone who embodies the King of Pentacles (he's the CEO type, has his shit together, is stable, more on the materialistic side of things, etc.). Whether this is you (could be!) or someone else you know/will know, I don't get bad vibes. I mean, I pulled the 4 of wands with that card, so I think it's kind of this stable energy whoever this is. However, there also is the Knight of Pentacles reversed, which can represent carelessness. The Full Moon in Gemini talks about being careful with one's words, like that whole "Less is more" idea when communicating. I think these two go together, and I think it just is someone who is a little too direct and blunt. I get work vibes tbh, so I think this could involve your workplace, so possibly a boss? Passing Notes talks about gossip/rumors, so I think this is like...A warning not to gossip or even to not believe everything you hear? I don't get any romance vibes but I think this could involve something that never took off? Oh, I was going to delete that, but I actually listened to what the song I was hearing was saying, Contagious by Boys Like Girls. This has sent me down a whole other path for another message lol

So, this might apply to some of you, but I think you may be involved with someone (or want to be?) who is the King of Pentacles, but they're kind of horrible at communication (or one of you is). I think they're more money-focused, and maybe they hear shit about you that has shaped their opinion about you (or vice-versa). But despite this, they like you. I think they don't quite know how to express themselves, and maybe you're feeling down about this because maybe you don't think they're into you? I still think this is work-related though. That, or this is someone who is just super focused on their work. But, I have 9 of cups and 6 of cups, so I think you're kind of what they're looking for and maybe they feel at home with you.

For some, you're being warned about this person. They can be manipulative/play the victim. For others, maybe they do that, but I think it's something being worked on. Either way, someone in this situation is having a lot of trouble expressing themselves. There is anxiety surrounding this situation. I get it on both sides. But I think for some there is some communication coming. Or at least an action that will communicate things. It seems like something practical if it is an action, but friendly. OMG what kind of relationship is this? Like what kind of a dynamic do you have? Because Drug by Simple Creatures came on after and it just feels like the song Contagious. Like this idea of being addicted to the way someone makes them feel? I think this is someone that can compartmentalize their feelings...but I think with you...it's harder? Okay, now I'm just getting nosey...I want to explore whatever the fuck THIS is further, so I'm going to pull some more cards.

SHHH Don't tell the other piles I got really fucking nosey and pulled more cards. :/ So, what I get about this King of Pentacles person is that they may already be pretty established in their life? I got Ten of Pentacles, which talks about that happy family, but like. More-so, the material aspect, like needs being met. This could just mean someone who's got their own place and a good position in their job. With the Knight and Page showing up, I think that if this is work-related, you're under them in terms of position? I get this message a lot actually, about a boss/employer relationship? So, I think this is an ongoing thing. Who is this for? Lemme know if this is you lol bc this comes up so much and like. I don't think it's me because I don't have a love life to speak about. Just crushes on unavailable men. Anyway, I think that whoever this is, they can't express their emotions. This could be because of someone else in the picture. There are a lot of court cards here, also, bottom of the deck for this is The Empress. So a mother, either there is or the mother of their kids if they have kids? Or someone who they see/saw as the mother of their future kids? Could be roles reversed, and that this is the father. Take whatever resonates doesn't have to be a woman and the king does not have to be a man. But, I think this burdens them. Like, they have a lot of responsibilities that rest on them, and they're unable to express what they want to express to you because they're "chained" to these feelings. You know, I almost get like...Less another relationship and more a social standard, or company issue because in both the Page of Hazards (pentacles) and the Empress, there are kids being chained to something (They ARE zombies but...interesting that two cards that have chains are pulled...). Even more interesting is that the kid in the page of hazards is chained to a mailbox with cobwebs, so I get communication issues with that. I think it's both hard to express their feelings because they're not someone who does so openly or easily. But also, they just cannot because of external circumstances. So, like If you came here because of some work/love situation...Then. There ya go...The feelings are there, but cannot be expressed. At least, not at this time. And maybe that's where that victim mentality comes in? Like, a "Why me?" or "Why can't it be easier?" Because I kind of relate to this pile, and I get how fucking annoying it is to hear "The feelings are there but can't be expressed". It hurts, I know.

But. Here I am to remind you that you got that Beauty card, right? I wasn't sure how it really factored into all of it, and was just going to use it as a reminder of your beauty, and I guess I am doing that now. But I'm also going to tell you something someone once told me: You deserve someone that will give you their time. By that, you deserve someone who feels for you and can openly express how they feel for you. I'm not saying this King of Pentacles person is a bad person, or that they're not for you, but it just seems like right now is not the time for this to work out. I don't see anything that says it won't work out, but on the other hand, I don't see anything that says it will. I think its just one of those things where you're going to have to be patient with. The song I ended your reading on is Space Travel by Yellowcard. It's about getting lost in someone and loosing who your are within this other person. Like, loosing your personality. I'm not sure where you are with this person, but I think this is reminding you to take care of yourself first. Whoever this person is, they have other things they need to take care of first, too. I also think they're putting themselves first. I don't want to say move on entirely, because that can be hard. It can seem impossible some days. I do want to say, however, that you need to make sure you're not waiting around on this person. There are so many other people in this world, and I find it impossible that you only find "it" (whatever "it" is that you found within this person) with this one person. Which, again, sounds like an impossible thing to say. Like that saying "there's other fish in the sea". I personally hate when people tell me that. But, one day you're going to have a memory of this situation and it's not going to ache as much. I can't guarantee there won't be a sting, but I can guarantee that with time, it feels better. Songs:

Slow Burn - Kacey Musgraves Contagious - Boys Like Girls Drug - Simple Creatures Space Travel - Yellowcard

Pile 3:

Cards: 4 of Pentacles, the Empress, the Emperor, Hanging at the Mall, Clouds, Gel Pens, Lamia, Andras, Pumpkin, Being Lost/Losing Something, Ideal Partnership, New Moon in Sagittarius, New Moon in Libra, King of Wands, 9 of Wands, Wheel of Fortune This pile seems related to the other two? I'm not sure why but all the piles had this weird "Spring cleaning" theme, about clearing what isn't working. But this pile seems to specifically be about love. So, I think if you're trying to move on from something/someone, this is a sign that things will be turning in your favor. Firstly, we pulled the emperor AND the empress. However, similar to how in Pile 2, where I felt the King of Pentacles in that pile was someone unable to express their emotions (its so odd that I got that, because I also got an emperor vibe but didn't pull it, but here it is in this pile?), I get that...this could be you? Because the New Moon in Libra suggests that someone is coming into your life that CAN express their emotions, but in one of the songs that came on, Headphones by WALK THE MOON, there's a line where he sings: "I wanna open my heart, but you won't open the door." Similarly, there's a part in Eyes are Red (Don't be Afraid) by Deep Sea Diver, where she sings "Don't be afraid". I kind of read into this song is about expressing one's feelings. But, we have the 4 of pentacles here, and it can be about hoarding. And in this sense, I'm getting...hoarding feelings? Like, keeping them in. But, they're there, at the tip of your tongue, they just can't get out. I think for some of you, this comes from past hurt. You closed your heart and you're afraid to express yourself, but I think you're being asked to allow yourself to heal while being open about your feelings. I think there is someone coming in (King of Wands), who is going to want to know about you and you're going to be a little worried to open up? But, these cards say it's okay to open up. You have two cards that indicate luck, and also you have a card indicating that you're protected (Pumpkin talks about being protected). I think this "Spring cleaning" is more about clearing out your emotions...letting them out? I think once you open up more, you're going to find that there are a lot of opportunities for you, you just need to be open to them. I think you're getting there, though, and with the Empress, I can see that you're healing from something. I always get that "nurturing" vibe from that card, but I definitely am reading this as you nurturing yourself, but maybe this involves you keeping things inside? Nevertheless, we got a pair, the Empress and the Emperor, so I could also read this as counterparts. I'm reading them as mostly you but I also can see this as you and someone else. One interesting thing is that I see the guy on the 9 of wands following the King of Wands. Not sure if that makes you feel of anything, but I read 9 of wands as persistence. This makes me think of the song Ends of the Earth by Lord Huron (which came on during this reading). The idea of following someone to the ends of the earth (let's hope they're not a flat earther...). I think this is someone really dedicated to you if you let them be. This song is also really beautiful and gives off this certain vibe that I can't really explain. It's like...One you need to experience? But I think this person could give off that vibe to be honest. I don't even know how to word this. Omg, there's a part in this song where he sings "I was a-ready to die for you baby, doesn't mean I was ready to stay." A SAGITTARIUS VIBE THAT WAS WHAT I WAS SEARCHING FOR! I've read that people with prominent Sagittarius placements need to have room. So, I wonder if this is someone (or even you) that needs to have that space? That's what that song feels like to me, though! I also kind of am thinking about that Ideal Partnership card and how it says that what your looking for is looking for you. There's a song that came on called First Grade by Max Leone, and he sings "I think about working out something with someone like you. I've looked

around, never found something or someone like you." I think that this is a person that definitely wants to pursue something and I think that this is telling you that you need to be open to it if you want something like this to happen. I think this song also highlights the need for action but being afraid to take action. I don't really see too many action-oriented things, but I see that being social is kind of something that needs to happen? I do get a Fool vibe from this, though. Like, taking a leap/risk? I don't know what kind of a risk, but I can see that you're being called to action in some way. In Pile 2, one of the messages was this need to not allow a victim mentality to take over. I could see that in here as well. I think it's like, whatever you went through in the past to make it hard for you to open up, happened. You have the right to feel that pain. But, then, you also have to move on at some point and heal? The Couds card talks about shifting and adapting. I don't have too many other cards about adaption, outside of maybe the 9 of wands being about persistence (and by this, I mean persisting change within?). I could take the 4 of pentacles, though, and say that this idea about not budging and "hoarding" your feelings definitely needs to be gone. I think this also is more than just about love. This can also be about making friends, in general. I think there's a sense of loneliness in this group that I didn't really feel for the last two groups. I almost wonder if this group is...the other end of group 2? Because there was someone else within that energy, and I could see you being that other person lol Whatever the case is, the big message of this group is to open up and not hold your emotions in. Songs: The Scientist - Coldplay (this has nothing to do with this reading, but I found out today that Chris Martin had to learn how to sing this song backward so that they could film the video in reverse so now it's extra weird watching it) No News is Good News - New Found Glory Ends of the Earth - Lord Huron First Grade - Max Leone

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⟿ ꜱᴜᴍᴍᴀʀʏ: No sensible person would turn down their boss if they looked good as good as Seonghwa. But maybe they would wish they had…

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Panic settled in the room as Seonghwa's words echoed in your heads. Yunho was dead, Mingi disappeared, San wasn't waking up and the body was gone.

And meanwhile, you were getting railed in Seonghwa's office. You felt sick to your stomach, not knowing what to do, or where to even start.

"Someone say something!" Jongho yelled, at the top of his lungs, finally breaking his calm character.

The silence in the room was heavy and you suddenly felt as if you couldn't breathe, as if someone was gripping your throat from the inside. As if on cue, San groaned and his eyes fluttered open.

"What the fuck?..." He groaned, as he sat up straight with the help of one hand.

San rubbed the back of his head with his other hand, hissing as he moved it up and down slowly.

You and Seonghwa ran towards him and knelt beside the man.

"San what happened!?"

San sat against the sofa, feeling too sick and too dizzy to sit up straight on his own. He took a couple of breathsm trying to recollect what happened before he blacked out.

"There really isn't much to say, right after Y/N left Mingi asked me to get him something from the kitchen and when I came back someone, I'm assuming Mingi, hit me with something in the back of the head. Next thing I know I'm waking up next to Jongho."

Seonghwa stood up, visibly stressed and irritated.

"Y/N I- I can't take this anymore. I'm tired, I'm stressed out, I wake up, go to sleep and go through the day stressed but I try to keep calm and be reasobale but I just can't anymore! I need to rest, I need time!" Jongho said.

His voice was shaky, his face was red and his eyes were desperate and tired. He had huge bags under his eyes, and he looked as if he wanted to cry, but was too tired to do so.

"I... I know. I know what you're feeling because I'm feeling it too, but the body is gone, and you know that if the body is found we'll all be questioned by the police and if he turns himself in he will also be questioned by the police and we both know that in either case they will be asking questions. The body is decomposing! They'll start asking why he didn't come right away, what happened between the murder and the confession, and it doesn't take much for Mingi to break! If he goes down he'll bring us with him!"

Your voice was unstable from crying, and you, just like every other person in the group, regretted helping Mingi. You should have stayed mad at him. You shouldn't have babied him and helped him cover up a murder. But it was too late, friendship and compassion won over you as if you were in a kid's cartoon where the power of friendship could overcome anything. But it didn't.

"Each of you get in one of my cars. We're splitting up and looking for him. Keys are in the ignition, let's go. The sooner we find him, the sooner it will all be over."

Seonghwa turned his back and started walking towards the garage, giving them no time to oppose themselves to the plan, or to complain at all.

Four motors roared in the garage as each of them left in their respective car to look around. He couldn't have gone very far, it had only been a couple hours and Mingi had no car and no money for a cab.

It was becoming increasingly hard for San to throw off Wooyoung. They had been spending a lot of time together and these past few days he had barely talked to the younger boy, making the latter suspicious that either San had gotten tired of him, or that he had found someone else. Either way Wooyoung was panicking and constantly blowing up San's phone, which was just the cherry on top. After the 10th ding sounded from his phone, San pulled over for a second and called Wooyoung.

"Heeey Woo." He said, trying to sound as sweet as possible.

"San what's happening? Please tell me if you're getting tired of me... Don't give me any hopes, because I really like you."

"What? No Wooyoung, I like you, like... a lot. Really. But I've just been busy with consoling Y/N, and there was a bunch of issues in some paperwork from my part-time job so I had to work on that as well, it's just been a very tiring couple of days, I'm sorry... Can I get back to you once I'm done? I need a little rest."

As far as Wooyoung knew you were still upset at Mingi.

"Alright fine, but I expect a nice homemade dinner once you're free."

"Of course baby."

San hung up with a sigh, relieved that he bought his excuses, and started the engine once more, resuming his search.

San was driving around the town, searching places with fewer people and hidden spots where rarely anybody went to. He ended up in a couple bad neighborhoods, which in retrospect it wasn't very smart since he was riding a Rolls Royce, but they hadn't been making good choices the past few days. Seonghwa headed back to the cabin where they had found the body, you searched every bridge and police station and Jongho went to his apartment.

It was minute 12 of driving around when you received a call. It was a group call with everyone involved.

"The body is back in the cabin. It's covered with all the leaves and shit we put here."

"Don't touch it, get out of there for now. I'm still trying to get to his house, anyone got anything?"

Jongho's question was met with a bunch of no's.

"Well I'm almost at his house and I can see- oh my God. I found him. I found him he's standing on a balcony and I think he's gonna jump everyone get here!"

Jongho hung up and you told Seonghwa the address. Thankfully you were close by and got there in no time. Jongho sprinted up the stairs and by the time you and San got to the house he was trying to talk Mingi out of it. Mingi was standing on the edge of his balcony, on the other side of the railing, but still holding onto it. Jongho was crying and begging Mingi to come to his senses and to come back inside, as he gripped his arm.

"It's no use Jongho, just let me go! This is not up to you!"

You and San got up to the balcony as well, trying to talk Mingi out of it.

"Mingi please! We'll get through this I'm begging you, we can't lose you too!" You yelled.

You wanted to stay composed but you couldn't help the tears streaming down your face. Even Jongho, who was usually very uncomfortable displaying his emotions, was crying and begging.

When Seonghwa got to the scene, he was terrified. He didn't know what to do, which was a common thing throughout the past few days, and it was killing him.

Everyone was pulling on Mingi's left side, trying to pull him up along with Jongho, so, without anyone noticing, he jumped outside the railing, and slowly walked towards Mingi without him noticing either.

Once he was close enough, he grabbed the man and pulled him up and over the railing, while holding himself stable with one hand on said railing.

However, Mingi's selfishness was bigger, and in the end, he showed that no matter what other people did for him, he was going to put himself first.

Mingi was mad, he thought his friends were being selfish and had no say in the matter, so while being saved, while going over the railing back into his house, he kicked it away with all the strength in his body, making him fall back.

Seonghwa, who was holding onto Mingi, failed to grip the railing harder and fell with Mingi, looking into your sad, panic-filled eyes as he fell to his death.

You bent over and watched the man you loved fall, in what felt like slow motion. His body hit the ground, and with an ugly cracking noise, Seonghwa's head split open.

You sprinted down the stairs, and once you got down to the ground people were circling the two men, taking pictures and gasping at the scene. You shoved away everybody in front of you so you could reach Seonghwa. His face was nearly intact, but the pool of blood surrounding his cracked skull told you there was no way he'd survive. His chest moved up and down quickly, for a couple of seconds, indicating the intense pain he was in.

"Seonghwa I'm sorry- I-I'm so sorry! Please... I love you..."

Just as the last three words left your mouth, you could see his lips twitch, before his chest stopped moving, before his eyes lost all of their color, before his body went limp in your hands. You stayed there, holding the face of the deceased man you once loved, your clothes soaking his blood and you cried out for forgiveness.

You didn't dare look at Mingi, but you sure hoped he was dead.

But he wasn't. And in the end. When the ambulance and the police came, they took Seonghwa to the morgue and Mingi to the hospital. Mingi ended up surviving after intense surgery, but not for long, because you would end up killing him.

"You don't get to live!" You told Mingi, as you stabbed gagged him and stabbed him over, and over, and over.

He died in a slow, agonizing way, just like you wanted him to. After all he put you, San, and Jongho through, after the sleepless nights, the constant stress, after staying the love of your life he still thought he'd get a second chance!?

You made sure he suffered, and you made sure he knew how much you hated him as you pierced your old, blunt, and rusty knife into his body.

San and Wooyoung ended up fleeing the country, and Jongho joined the military, both too afraid to face the reality and their past actions, seeking any refuge outside of their past lives. They did end up hearing about Mingi's death, and neither of them seemed to care. After everything, they just gave up on him completely.

You were arrested for Mingi's murder, but after confessing everything, and giving a couple touch-ups where you removed Seonghwa, Jongho, and San from the story, and after leading them to Yunho's body, the lawyer from your case pleaded not guilty, and blamed your acts on the heavy toll the incidents of helping your best friend, and the death of your lover, had taken on you, and the judge agreed that you should be under house arrest, with a government assigned professional that would assist you, take care of you, and report back to court.

Was that the end? Was that all there was to your life? That seemed to be the case... Sooner or later you'd end up joining Seonghwa however, you knew that much, you just hoped he was somewhere waiting for you.

[skylar102]

Here I am, with the angst prompt follow-up to mine you mentioned in our DMs on Discord. I'm tired and you explained it better so I tell you to just check your messages. But it was wonderful and heartbreaking and I absolutely encourage you to write it if you want. YOU SAID TO DROP YOU AN ASK SO YOU'D REMEMBER. SO HERE I AM. THANK 💙💙💙

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Magnus waits in the ops center with Isabelle and Jace. He was able to convince Alec to wait a few days before calling the cabinet for another brief meeting to apologize for how the previous one went. Judging by the looks on everyone’s faces when they went into the meeting, things have calmed, to what degree, Magnus doesn’t know. It’s moments like this where he wishes he was still High Warlock so that he could be there to help Alec.

The siblings must sense his worry because they stand closer to him.

“He’s going to be fine,” Izzy comforts.

“Yeah and if he wasn’t, I would feel it.” Jace points to where the parabatai rune rests on his hip. “He’s nervous but that’s about it.”

“Thank you,” Magnus sighs, shoulders losing some of their tension. “After that night at the loft, I’ve been worried about this meeting. I know how bullheaded everyone can get when it comes to the Clave and I know Alexander is doing his best. I would hope that the others know that as well.”

“I’m sure they do,” Izzy reassures. “I think that so many lives have been lost by this monster that not having found them yet is putting everyone on edge.”

“Doesn’t give them the right to yell at Alec like they all did,” Jace grumbles. Izzy reaches over and flicks Jace in the ear. “Ow! Hey, it’s not like they can hear me, the room is soundproof for a reason.”

Magnus is about to make a retort about them being surrounded by Shadowhunters who love to eavesdrop when the sound of double doors opening echoes through the ops. Everyone stills for a second before going back to work, though eyes keep darting to the hall the cabinet meeting is held in.

Alec leads the group through the ops center. Magnus can’t tell how Alec is feeling, his face is closed off and his shoulders are set— the perfect soldier stance. Magnus looks at the other cabinet members, they all seem relaxed if a bit tense, though Magnus also sees a hint of guilt on their faces.

Alec is escorting everyone to the front door when alarms ring throughout the institute. Immediately everyone is on guard as they look for the threat. Maia, Lorenzo, Meliorn, and Raphael tense and gather close to one another as they witness Shadowhunters rush to their weapons ready to fight whatever threat is approaching. Alec stands guard in front of them, making sure the more bigoted Shadowhunters don’t start pointing their blades at them.

Izzy grabs Magnus’ arm and pulls him away from the center so that people can assess the situation; Jace stands on his other side. He realizes that they are protecting him as well. It’s a kind thought, they both know that Magnus can take care of himself but at that moment it’s not about protecting Magnus from whatever threat is looming, it’s about protecting Magnus from their own people.

The alarms suddenly turn off, Magnus would prefer them to be on compared to the deafening silence that follows. No one dares move, eyes darting to every corner, tension slowly rising in the room the longer the silence continues. It’s broken when Underhill curses and Alec turns to his Head of Security.

"What's going on," Alec demands, starting to walk over to him.

"The institute's wards... they're down."

The next thing everyone hears is the distinct sound of a portal opening and Isabelle Lightwood screaming her brother's name as everyone witnesses the Head of the New York Institute get sucked into a portal.

The ops center erupts into chaos.

“Someone get a trace on that portal!” Underhill shouts as he rushes to his computer.

Izzy and Jace leave Magnus’ side, immediately filling in for their brother’s absence. Magnus barely notices them leaving, his eyes still trained on the last place he saw his boyfriend. He should have moved, he could have stopped Alec from being taken and all he did was stand there.

“Magnus,” a voice calls next to him.

Magnus looks at the person calling his name and sees Lorenzo approaching him cautiously. He doesn’t understand until he looks down and sees the red sparks flying off his hands. He closes his eyes, takes a deep breath, and forces himself to calm down. Not the easiest thing to do when you just witnessed your boyfriend get kidnapped in a room full of Shadowhunters, a vampire, a werewolf, a Seelie, and two warlocks.

He tries to focus his mind on something else, a happy moment, which doesn’t work at all because all of his happy moments are of Alexander and his thoughts race once again to what happened. Lorenzo steps in front of him, as does Raphael, Maia, and Meliorn, shielding him from the prying eyes of the Shadowhunters who are trying to get a look at where Alec was taken.

“Lorenzo,” Magnus rasps. “You were closer than I was. Were you able to get anything on the magic?”

“A little, but not enough to trace it back to its owner,” Lorenzo answers. “If the warlock who took him hasn’t disposed of Alec’s electronics, then the Nephilim should be able to trace him in no time.”

Magnus nods his head in reply, trying to hold onto Lorenzo’s words. Raphael steps next to him, pressing a hand to the small of his back. It's grounding, especially when his usual anchor is not here. He leans into the touch and tries to relax. If his magic gets too worked up he won't have any to use against the warlock who took his boyfriend. Magnus waits with the others off to the side, no one wanting to leave the Institute in slight fear of being stopped and accused of being a part of Alec's kidnapping.

"He apologized," Maia says, breaking the silence between them. "He apologized for what he said and it looks like he was right."

"We don't know if it's the same person who's been kidnapping and killing Downworlders."

"Don't we?" Maia asks, turning to Lorenzo. "Alec said that his team found evidence of strange magic at the crime scene but since it was a warlock who was murdered they must have overlooked it." A low rumble echoes through the group as Maia clenches her fist. “The evidence was right there and now we’re too late.”

Meliorn jabs the blunt end of his staff at Maia’s foot and the werewolf curses the Seelie before realizing what she just said. Magnus would normally laugh at the gesture, but his mind keeps repeating her last words: too late.

“Not that we’re not going to find Alec,” Maia clarifies. “I meant that we were late in finding out who the kidnapper was.”

“Maia please stop talking,” Raphael sighs.

Magnus opens to tell Maia that he understood what she meant, but Isabelle is walking back towards them with a serious look on her face.

“We’re looking into tracking his phone,” she starts. “I know he brought it with him during the meeting, but he might have turned it off. We’re hoping that his kidnapper is not focusing too much on him to turn it on so we can track him.”

“Thank you, Isabelle,” Magnus says.

“We’re going to get him back,” she promises, taking Magnus’ hand and squeezing it tight. He can feel a slight tremor in her hands, but nothing about her posture gives away her own fear for her brother. “No one is going to take my brother away from me.”

“Izzy!” Jace calls from center ops. “He turned it on!”

Without even saying anything everyone rushes over to the console to look at the map. Magnus watches a red light blink in and out on the map. The warehouse district by the docks; even if Magnus had used a tracking spell, it wouldn’t have worked.

“What’s the plan?” Underhill asks. “The warehouse the warlock took Alec to is one of Valentine’s old labs. There could be anything there waiting for us.”

“Get a team ready, Underhill,” Izzy commands. “Jace and I will take the lead and scope out the place, wait for my signal to enter.”

Underhill nods and calls out Shadowhunter names that Magnus doesn’t recognize. Magnus can’t take his eyes off the red blip. His boyfriend is there, he should… he should…

“Magnus can make a portal for you,” Lorenzo says. Magnus didn’t catch the question but raises his head at the mention of his name. “The institute is currently defenseless with no wards. I should stay behind and get those back up and running for you.”

“Thank you, Mr. Rey,” Izzy says.

“Please call me Lorenzo, and it's the least I can do after my barely-there reaction when Mr. Lightwood was taken.”

“That’s not on you, we were all here and could have stopped it,” Izzy states. “Thank you, that would be great. Let Underhill know and he can get you an escort to go around the Institute and show you where the regular nodes go.”

Lorenzo nods and heads in the direction of where he last saw the Head of Security. Magnus turns his head to Isabelle and finds she's looking right at him.

“Are you going to be okay?”

“I’ll be better when we get Alexander back,” Magnus answers.

“We have to take this warlock alive, no matter what condition Alec is in,” she says and he sharply inhales. Magnus opens his mouth to protest.

“Believe me, Magnus, there is nothing more I want to do than attack the person who took Alec, but you and I both know that Alec wouldn’t want us to ruin this case because we let our emotions get the best of us.”

“Could we forget just this once,” Jace asks, his hand is over his parabatai rune. “While Alec doesn’t seem hurt, that could quickly change. I am feeling small moments of panic through the bond and I don’t know what that means.”

“Alright we’re moving,” Izzy announces. The Shadowhunters that Underhill called for are waiting to the side and follow Izzy outside. Magnus and Jace go to follow but are stopped by the rest of the cabinet.

“Let us come too,” Maia asks, Raphael and Meliorn behind her. “We want to help.”

Jace looks to where Izzy went outside with her team and looks back at the trio. “It’s not my call to make. Izzy is leading this one and I don’t know if she wants more people to have to worry about.”

“We can take care of ourselves,” Meliorn says. “Please, let us help save Mr. Lightwood.”

“Izzy is going to kill me,” Jace sighs. “Alright you can come along but anything Izzy says goes. She’s in charge and doesn’t take well to people who don’t follow her commands.”

“So just like her brother,” Raphael comments.

“Yeah,” Jace laughs. “Just like Alec. Alright, let’s go.”

“I don’t know what I expected when you said the location was one of Valentine’s old labs, but this is definitely not what I pictured,” Maia says as they all stare at the pristine warehouse in front of them. “I was thinking more decrepit and rundown. Not,” she gestures at the building, “that.”

“You and me both,” Jace says.

He, Magnus, and the other Downworlders are standing off to the side while Isabelle instructs Underhill and the others. She wasn’t too happy with them all coming but she quickly changed her tune when Raphael pointed out that it would be safer for them to go inside rather than as a whole Nephilim squad especially since some Downworlders are still missing and could be trapped inside as well. Better to have their kind do the freeing than Shadowhunters.

Magnus doesn’t take his eyes off the building, looking to every window for any sign of Alec. He knows that the warlock who’s taken him is probably smart enough not to keep his boyfriend near windows where he could escape. Magnus also knows that Alec wouldn’t be dumb enough to try and jump out one of the two-story windows, but a small part of him wishes that he would so he could see him with his own two eyes again.

Jace lets out a grunt next to him and puts a hand over his parabatai rune. “Dammit, Alec,” he curses. “Stop antagonizing your captor.”

“It wouldn’t be Alec if he wasn’t stubborn about also being kidnapped,” Raphael snorts and Magnus sends him a side-eye. “Don’t look at me like that, Magnus. He’s your boyfriend, you know how stubborn he can be.”

“I suppose you’re right,” Magnus sighs. “Knowing Alec he’s probably keeping the warlock’s attention on him and away from the other captives.”

No one tries to dispute his words, all of them well aware of Alec’s protective streak when it comes to helping people in need.

Magnus looks over to Isabelle, sees her give a nod to Underhill and his team, and watches them disperse around the warehouse. She turns towards them, determination on her face.

“Alright, Underhill and his team are going to stand guard outside and around the warehouse while we go inside,” she details. “They’re going to make sure that no one escapes while we are inside. Whatever wards Valentine had on this building seem to be back in effect which means the warlock won’t be able to escape unless they get outside.”

Isabelle reminds Magnus so much of how Alec runs operations like this, it’s almost like he’s looking at the female version of his boyfriend. He knew that Isabelle would be a good leader, had seen it in action a few times, but at this moment he can tell how much she’s learned from her brother.

“From the blueprints and maps we were able to pull up from the Institute,” Isabelle pulls out a small device from her pocket and activates it and a hologram of the warehouse before them pops up, “the most likely place they are all being held in this area.” She clicks on the hologram and it zooms in on an open room showing details of cages and tables. Bless the Nephilim’s advanced technology. “It’s the only place in the building that could hold the kidnapped Downworlders and I have to assume that Alec is there as well.”

“That seems a bit obvious no?” Meliorn asks.

“We have to assume that the warlock doesn’t know that we have the schematics for this warehouse,” Jace answers. “After the place was raided months ago, the clave sent in their best to give us this 3D image of the place since destroying the entire building would do more harm than good.”

“Surely destroying everything inside wouldn’t be that dangerous,” Maia snorts.

“Not when Valentine rigged the place to blow up if anything was taken from the place,” Jace says. Everyone turns their heads to the building and then back at Jace and Isabelle who just shrugs. “We were lucky to have a warlock hired by the Clave look over everything before we took stuff for evidence.”

“That’s insane,” Maia stutters.

“Well, Valentine was insane, I’m surprised that the building didn’t blow up the second we stepped inside,” Izzy says. “Now let’s head inside, there’s a side door around the building that is going to be our best option.”

Everyone nods and follows Isabelle inside; Magnus notes that Jace stayed behind to cover the back of the group. The inside of the warehouse is opposite to what the outside looks like. The rusty, leaking pipes and the occasional rat are more of what Magnus knew about how Valentine ran his operations.

“Well, you were half right Maia,” Meliorn notes. “This is definitely a place that Valentine would use.”

“This is so gross,” Maia gags, stepping over a dead rat. “How did a mastermind like that bastard even work in these conditions.”

“You forget the man was insane,” Raphael snorts. The vampire is clearly also disgusted by the condition of the interior. “I think he was too focused on torturing our kind to notice the decaying building around him.”

“You should have seen the boat he had,” Jace jokes. “That would give this place a run for its money.”

“I’m sure it would,” Maia grumbles.

Jace seems to get the message to shut up and continues to be the back lookout silently. Not before sending Maia a wordless apology for bringing up the boat. The werewolf shrugs back but it’s clear that she is still bothered over being reminded of the place where Valentine took some of her packmates. Jace and Maia are on good terms but that topic is a sore subject for the both of them. Jace probably didn’t even realize what he was saying until it was too late.

Magnus sends them both a look of sympathy before focusing on the task at hand. Gently, he reaches out with his magic to the side rooms around to see if there is a sign of life anywhere.

“These rooms hold nothing in them,” he informs Isabelle as he walks alongside her. “You were right about the warlock probably keeping them in the center of the warehouse.”

“Of course it is,” she sighs. She pulls up the hologram and checks to see where they are on the map. “It should be right up ahead, but the fact that we haven’t heard anything is-”

And just like that an agonizing scream echoes through the halls. Everyone freezes in their tracks except for Jace who would have fallen to the ground if Meliorn hadn’t been there to catch him. It takes everything in Magnus not to rush forward and kill the bastard hurting his husband.

“Jace,” Isabelle says with a slight rasp to her voice.

“Fuck,” Jace gasps. “He’s- he’s fine.”

“That didn’t look fine,” Raphael comments.

“I think, I think he was electrocuted,” Jace grunts out, standing up with the aid of Meliorn. “It didn’t last long, but it hurt like a bitch.”

Magnus takes a deep breath to calm his nerves. Now is not the time to not have control of his magic. “Is he-”

“You Nephilim are all the same!” A female voice shouts down the hall.

Magnus feels his stomach drop. He knows that voice. Not even a few months ago she was sitting in his loft talking to him about her concerns with the Downworld cabinet. Silva was worried that the Nephilim were taking advantage of them by forcing them to go to these meetings. She knew that he was close to Lorenzo and wanted him to talk to the High Warlock to convince him to step out.

Magnus had reassured her that the New York Institute wasn’t like the other Institutes that she had been around. Silva had seemed to get more distressed the more he didn’t agree with her that he had stopped mentioning the Institute and tried to calm her down. It didn’t work and she had stormed out of his loft with a promise that the Institute was going to betray them.

Magnus had felt so bad about the whole thing that he mentioned to Lorenzo that he should do a check-up on her. He doesn’t know if the man did or not, but even if he did, it’s apparent that she was already too far gone.

The groups start to slowly make their way down the hall. Silva seems to be throwing a tantrum by the sounds of it. Broken glass and a loud clanging echo around them. Magnus can hear other voices shout in fear meaning that it’s not just Alec she has captive.

Magnus is so focused on the sounds of people that he misses the pipe that is thrown in his direction. Thankfully, Isabelle grabs his arm and pulls him out of the way in time. He stares at the rusty pipe now embedded in the drywall and stares at Isabelle in shock.

“We should hurry,” she says, letting go of his arm and making her way to the door where the pipe came from.

“This is getting crazier by the second,” Maia comments.

“Her name is Silva,” Magnus says. “She was a warlock that came to me about concerns with the cabinet and that Alec was mistreating you all and only going to betray us in the end.”

“Has she met Alec,” Raphael snorts. “That man would rather stab himself than hurt one of us.”

“Well, she seemed to have it in her head that Alec was only hosting the cabinet for us to let our guard down so that he could take us out. I should have paid more attention to her ramblings,” Mangus scolds himself.

“This is not your fault, Magnus,” Meloirn says. “As you said, she was already rambling about false accusations. Knowing you, I know you did the best you could do.”

The others nod their heads in agreement and Magnus feels a bit of the guilt fall off his shoulders. It doesn’t make the small part that says he should have warned Alec about her go away. He remembers how she spat his name during that talk. He doesn’t even remember why he never brought it up with Alec.

He and the others catch up to Isabelle who is peeking through the doorway. Magnus takes the other side of the door and looks through. He immediately finds Alec who is on his hands and knees panting heavily. There’s a burning fire in Alec’s eyes that doesn't leave Silva as she paces around the room.

Magnus also spots a few Downworlders on the other side of the room, in the same cages that were left behind. They all look terrified, eyes going from Silva to Alec. Lilith knows how long they have been trapped here or what they have witnessed Silva do.

“Raphael, Maia,” Isabelle says, staring up at the ceiling. “Are you guys comfortable with heights?”

Magnus looks to where she’s staring and sees a walkway above the room. It would give them easy access to the cages on the other side of the room.

“What are you thinking?” Raphael asks.

“We can’t go in,” she explains. “That could cause Silva to have any kind of reaction that could put everyone at risk. If we can get to the other side and get to the cages first then we have a higher chance of everyone making it out alive.”

“Sounds good to me,” Maia says. “I think I see a staircase leading up over there.”

“Perfect,” Isabelle says, turning to Magnus, Jace, and Meliorn. “The rest of you stay here until we get in position. If things start to get crazy before we make it across, I want you, Magnus, to go in and try to talk to her. You said you spoke with her before, you’re probably the best choice to distract her.”

“And if he can’t?” Meliorn asks, getting a glare from Isabelle. “All I am saying is, from what I am seeing, Silva doesn’t seem stable.”

“I’ll take care of her,” Magnus promises. “While she might be crazy, I still have more experience than her.”

“If you say so,” Meliorn agrees.

When there’s nothing else to say, Isabelle gives Jace a nod and takes Raphael and Maia with her to the top. Magnus watches them disappear up the stairs and focuses back on the scene in front of him.

“The Nephilim and Downworld will never be on equal grounds!” Silva preaches. “I tried to tell the cabinet, tried to tell Magnus, but he wouldn’t see the truth!”

“And that makes it okay to attack, kidnap, and kill your own kind?” Magnus hears Alec ask back. He can’t see where Alec is, but his voice sounds strained and abused.

“I’m protecting them!” The woman yells. A loud boom echoes, followed by screams of fear.

“You are keeping them in cages and experimenting on them. You are no better than the man who once ran this operation,” Alec refutes. “You say you’re protecting them when all you have been doing is taking them away from their families and killing them.”

“Shut up,” Silva growls and Alec lets out a pained yell. Magnus watches as the warlock wraps raw magic around Alec, constricting him.

Magnus is about to rush out of cover when a hand on his chest stops him. Jace shakes his head at him. “We have to wait for the others to get into position,” Jace whispers.

He points to the walkway and sees that the others are barely halfway there. The thing must be rusted to hell and back. They’re going slow as they can to create the least amount of noise.

“She’s going to kill him,” he growls.

“Just give them time,” Jace says. “If we mess this up then she’s going to kill Alec and the others. We have to make sure that the other Downworlders are safe first before going in guns blazing. She’s outnumbered but that doesn’t mean she won’t have a trick up her sleeve, especially with how this place is set up.”

“Herondale being the reasonable one,” Meliorn muses behind them. “Never thought I’d see the day.”

“Yeah, don’t get used to it,” Jace snarks back. “I’ll go back to being my regular old self once my brother is safe.”

“And the Downworlders she has captive,” Meliorn points out.

“Yeah, that too,” Jace says offhandedly, peeking around the corner to look for Izzy’s signal.

“There’s the Herondale I know,” the Seelie says, giving Magnus a side-eye.

Magnus rolls his eyes at the two and turns his attention back to his boyfriend. Silva hasn’t let up her magic around Alec and he’s looking like he’s struggling to breathe.

“You think you have everyone fooled, but not me,” Silva barks, walking towards Alec. “I know what you’re planning.”

“I am just trying to make your people feel safe,” Alec wheezes out.

“Leave him alone!” A voice shouts from one of the cages. The others freeze in their position when Silva’s attention goes to the Seelie that spoke.

“What?” Silva says sharply.

“Mr. Lightwood has been nothing but kind to us! You’re the only one who has been hurting us!”

“I have been protecting you!” Silva shouts. Her barely controlled grasp on her magic slips and launches Alec across the room. He slams against a metal beam and collapses like a ragdoll, unmoving.

Jace wouldn’t have even been able to stop Magnus if he had been able to reach him because Magnus is already halfway across the room with red magic sparking at his hands.

He should take a breath. He should calm down and think logically.

He should have stopped Silva the moment he laid eyes on her.

He hopes that Isabelle will forgive him.

Silva’s back is to him. He uses the blindspot to his advantage as he whips out magic and binds her. Silva lets out a frightened scream as she struggles against the binding. She turns her head to see Magnus standing there, fury written all over his face.

“Magnus,” she gasps, still struggling against the bindings. “What are you doing? I saved you from that monster!”

“The only monster I see is you, Silva,” Magnus states. He looks behind her and sees that the others are breaking the Downworlders out of the cages. Out of the corner of his eye, he sees Jace run to Alec. Raphael and Meliorn seem to be guarding the two exits.

“No!” She disagrees. “It’s these Nephilim, these Shadowhunters that are the monsters! They have killed and hunted us for centuries! They have tortured us! Look around you, Magnus! This place used to be an experimental hub for the most dangerous Shadowhunter in recent history.”

“And you seem to be continuing his work,” Magnus states, his hands clenching and tightening the bindings making her gasp. “Seems that even you didn’t learn from the past.”

“They were going to kill us all!” Silva argues. There’s a wild look in her eyes that makes Magnus feel sorry for her. She’s clearly been through a lot in the past century but that doesn’t make what she did okay. “That man over there is just using you for his own personal gain! I was going to let us be finally free from it all!”

“What evidence do you even have? Because right now all evidence of the murders of our people lead back to you.”

“And I was so close to pinning it all on him! Don’t you see Magnus? I was doing all of this to help our people,” she reasons, clearly not seeing how insane her idea is. “If you let me go, I can make it so it all looks like it points back to them.”

“Do you even hear yourself right now?” Magnus barks out. “Everyone here knows what you did and what you have been doing. Even if, for some insane reason, I would let you go, all evidence points back to you.”

He snaps his fingers and magic-resistant cuffs lock themselves onto Silva’s wrists. He releases his hold on her and watches her drop to the ground. She lets out a wail as she struggles to summon her magic and get the cuffs off. He watches her writhe a moment more before turning his attention to Alec and Jace.

He jumps at the hand on his shoulder and sees Meliorn.

“Go take care of Alec, I’ll keep an eye on her,” the Seelie says.

“Thank you and— sorry,” he apologizes.

“You’re going to regret this Bane!” Silva shouts at him as he walks away. “It’s only a matter of time before they go back to their old ways and kill us all!”

Magnus ignores her words and goes to check on his boyfriend. He lets his anger turn into concern when he sees that Alec hasn’t woken up yet. He kneels opposite to Jace and gathers the unconscious Shadowhunter in his arms. The only thing stopping him from killing Silva is the warm breath he feels against his neck.

“He’s fine,” Jace informs him. “His back took most of the hit, not his head. I think all the other damage from Silva is what knocked him out. Who knows how long she was torturing him.”

He nods his head, not removing it from where it’s tucked into Alec’s neck. If he moves from this spot he is going to attack Silva, so he stays where he is until he’s gotten control of his emotions. This is going to sit with him for a few weeks, he just knows it. He’s sure the others feel the same. He knows that Alec would never hold it against them. His boyfriend is too kind for that.

“Is he going to live?” Raphael asks, approaching the trio.

“Yeah, he’ll live,” Jace answers for him. “Though with how tight Magnus is holding him, probably not for long.”

“Fuck off, Chase,” Magnus grumbles. Though he is noticing how tightly he is holding Alec and releases his grip on the Shadowhunter. He pulls back enough to get a view of Alec’s face. He’s still unconscious but he doesn’t seem to be in any pain.

“Oh, Alec,” he whispers, cupping his boyfriend’s face. He looks up at Raphael and sees a disgusted look on his face. Even with his emotions all over the place, he can’t help but roll his eyes at the vampire’s reaction to his affection for Alec. “How are the other Downworlders?”

“They’re shaken up, but they’re more worried about Alec,” Raphael says. “They asked me to check up on him while Izzy and Maia checked them over for any injuries. Apparently, Alec was antagonizing Silva to keep her attention on him and not them. Your Shadowhunter,” he gags out, “seems to have a bigger protection streak than you. Something I didn’t even think was possible.”

“You’d be surprised at how big his heart is,” Magnus says with a smile.

“I don’t want to know about your sex life,” Raphael comments before walking away, leaving a flabbergasted Magnus and a cackling Jace behind.

“That is not what I meant and you know it.” He glares at Jace who is still laughing.

“With you,” Jace chokes out between laughs, “I never know what you mean when it comes to my brother.”

“You’re both horrible people,” Magnus says.

“Stop being mean,” a tired voice says. Magnus is pretty sure he gives himself whiplash with how fast he turned his head to Alec.

“Alexander?” Magnus asks, eagerly awaiting to see those beautiful hazel eyes. He props Alec up in his arms as he watches Alec’s face scrunch up and let out a groan. It takes everything in Magnus not to immediately kiss Alec as soon as his eyes open.

Which, good thing he doesn’t, because Alec’s eyes shut again, and his body spasms. Magnus is about to pour all his magic into his boyfriend but is stopped by the look on Jace’s face.

“Everything hurts,” Alec groans, leaning into Magnus’ chest more. He snuggles more into Magnus’ neck trying to shut out the light from the warehouse. Magnus, one to never deny Alec his cuddles when he’s grumpy, allows Alec the comfort of being enveloped in his arms.

“Well, you were electrocuted who knows how many times,” Jace informs him. “So you’re gonna be sore a bit before the rune heals your nervous system.”

“Sucks,” he says against Magnus’ neck.

“Yeah well, don’t get kidnapped by a psychotic warlock next time.” Jace gives Alec a gentle pat on the back before standing up. Jace gives him that look he always does when he leaves Alec to his care and Magnus gives him the same nod he always does.

“Is there anything you need me to do?” Magnus whispers into that familiar dark mop of hair. He runs a gentle hand up and down Alec’s back whilst small spasms still shake his body.

“Stay here,” Alec asks, snaking an arm around Magnus. “Is everyone okay?”

“Everyone but you,” Magnus says. “I am sensing a pattern here that I don’t like, Alexander.”

“I was born with bad luck,” Alec jokes. “Can’t help it if everyone wants a piece of me.”

“Well, they can’t because every piece of you belongs to me,” Magnus chuckles. He rests his cheek on Alec’s head. “They’ll have to get through me to get to you.”

“My own guardian angel.” He feels Alec smile against his neck. “I like that.”

The sound of familiar heels disturbs their small bubble of rest. Magnus looks over and sees Isabelle marching towards them. Her face is neutral which means he is either about to get cussed out for what he did or die. There is no in-between.

She crouches down next to them but still keeps a foot of distance between them. She looks between the two and Magnus can feel himself tensing more and more the longer she takes to speak. He feels the arm around his waist squeeze in comfort. Alec moves a bit to peek a look at his sister.

Just as Magnus opens his mouth to apologize, Isabelle lets out a long sigh. “You are so lucky that my brother loves you,” she says. “That could have gone horribly wrong and not only would we have lost the prisoners, but Alec as well.”

Magnus' arms tighten around Alec at her words.

“Next time I will leave you back at the Institute,” she says and he knows she means it.

“Well I hope there won’t be a next time at all,” he replies, trying not to wither away under her gaze.

“Now that we can agree on,” she says, standing up. “Take him home, Magnus. I’ll finish up everything here and wait back at the Institute.”

“But Izzy-” Alec starts.

“But nothing. You were kidnapped and tortured, you don’t get a say until you are fully recovered,” she argues, looking down at her still twitching brother. Her face goes soft when she notices the small movements. “Just take care of yourself first for once, Alec. Trust me to handle this.”

“I always trust you,” Alec states.

“Good, then head home and lay in bed all day and have Magnus fret over you like he always does.” She doesn’t even wait for them to reply to the light-hearted jab before walking away.

Magnus just stares at her back, gobsmacked by her words. He lets out a small huff and holds Alec closer. So what if he frets over his boyfriend? It’s not his fault that Alec still has trouble knowing how to rest and take care of himself.

Alec still shakes below him but now it feels more intense. Worried that it’s getting worse he pulls back to check on Alec only to realize that his boyfriend is quietly laughing.

“What’s so funny?” Magnus asks.

“Izzy read you like a book,” Alec chuckles, only to wince when another spasm happens.

“You can laugh later,” Magnus says. “Let’s get you home.”

With a snap of his fingers, Magnus lowers a portal over them and teleports them to the loft, specifically their bedroom. He’s not about to try and carry his boyfriend to bed from the living room. He’d probably cause more harm to Alec than comfort. His beanstalk of a boyfriend is all legs and while he does appreciate the height, it makes carrying him bridal style a nightmare.

“Alright, let’s get you to bed,” Magnus says, changing their clothes to pajamas. “Think you can stand for a brief moment?”

“I can try,” Alec says.

It’s a slow process but Magnus eventually helps Alec get to his feet. He doesn’t leave his boyfriend’s side, slinging Alec’s arm over his shoulder as they take tentative steps towards the bed. Alec’s muscles give out on him only once, thankfully, even if it almost takes both of them out. Magnus helps Alec into the bed and goes overboard with making sure that Alec is comfortable. He can hear the endearing sigh from his boyfriend as he fluffs his pillow for longer than necessary.

“Okay!” Magnus announces. “I need to make a few calls so I shall leave you to rest and relax.”

He sends a pointed look at Alec who only raises his hands placatingly. Alec is so tucked into bed that Magnus isn’t even sure he could leave the bed if he wanted to. Which is exactly what he wants. He motions with two fingers from his eyes to Alec, getting a snort from the man in bed, and leaves the room.

He leans against the door and lets out a long sigh. Then he pulls his phone out of his pocket and sees all the texts from the others. He goes to the drink cart and makes himself a martini before sitting down on the couch, preparing himself for the conversations he’s about to have.

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Immature

Oneshot

Steve Rogers x Reader

Warnings: Talk of sexual activities and stuff but no smut

Y/N joined the Avengers shortly after the big fight between Tony and Steve. Stark recruited her due to Fury's orders, she used to be under control of Hydra, like Barnes.. All of the Avengers had no problem with her, only one..

''Stupid Rogers!" Y/N shriek as she stares into her bathroom mirror..

Once again, Rogers benched her, because and she quote

'She used to be just like them!'

They were supposed to raid a Hydra facility, and something snapped at Steve's brain when he saw that Y/N was going too.

Y/N sighs, she just gripped the porcelain sink and steadied herself, she was ready to kill Steve, she was so angry.. Y/N just washed her face with the cold water from the faucet, hoping that it'll help ease the anger in her blood.

She exits the bathroom and was greeted by Bucky, he was sitting in her bed.

"Hello Tinman.." Y/N gave Bucky a smile.

"I want to apologize for--"

"You don't need to apologize in behalf of Steve.. I'm cool.."

"Are you really?"

"Yepp!No word of Captain Ass can get to me.."

Bucky crossed his arms, he knew she was lying.. Y/N just awkwardly smiled at him, she walks to her bed and dived in her bed..

"You can leave now, your boyfriend's might be missing you now.."

And in queue Sam and Steve popped up in her door, Steve was furious.. His eyes were fixed to Bucky, while Sam was just smiling slyly..

"Speak of the devils.." Y/N mutters as she gave Steve a deadly glare.

Bucky stood up from her bed and gave the two men a small nod.. Steve was still looking at Bucky but it soon averted to Y/N, she just raised her eyebrow at him.

"Have a fun mission, you two.."

"Will do, Y/N" Sam answered and gave Y/N a smile which she gladly gave back.

"Oh, Bucky!Pouvez-vous s'il vous plaît pousser le capitaine hors de l'avion pour moi?" Y/N spoke in french knowing that Bucky will understand.

Can you please push Captain out of the plane for me?

Bucky just laughs and shakes his head as Sam grabs him and drag him out of Y/N's sight. However, someone still hasn't left and it made her anger bubbled up even more.

"I swear to God if you don't leave, I'll squeeze your kneecaps.." Y/N said jokingly? She was not sure, she might just do that if Steve won't stop his douche ways..

"Cut it out, Y/N.." Steve ordered..

Y/N rolled her eyes, she sashay her way to Steve and move her face closer to his.

"You're not my Captain, you don't get to order me around.."

Y/N was supposed to walk away but was stopped by Rogers hand in her arms.. However, his hands didn't hurt her, his touch was soft and gentle.. Typical Steve..

Always a gentleman..

"I'm the Captain, you'll obliged to me.."

Y/N scoffs as she takes her arm away from him, she looked him deeply in his and saw that there were anger filling his blue eyes.. This guy really hates her..

"And what if I don't?What would you do?Fire me?Spank me?" She sassed but Steve eyes soften and his eyes wander to her body..

Y/N brows furrowed, what was Steve doing? He just stared at her and his cheeks suddenly got flushed.. Di-Did he just imagine what Y/N has said??

"What?" Y/N was weirded out, she hated the eerie silence between them and to top that up he might be imagining sexual things or so she thought..

"Capsicle, let's go!" Stark voice boomed out through the whole tower, it made Steve snap back to reality and he just walks away.

This made Y/N flabbergasted, he walked away just like that.. After the awkward silence and him being flustered, he just walked away with no explanation or whatsoever. Y/N just huffed in annoyance and flops back down to her comfortable messy bed..

What is wrong with Steve?

Days passed and it seems that Y/N is finally at peace, there were no longer eyes watching her.. Yes, Steve has given up.. How does she know? Simple, Steve is now avoiding and pretending she doesn't exist.. Which is fine by her, but there's this small pain in her heart.. She missed Steve acting like a douche..

Y/N mentally slaps herself, she used to complain about Steve always criticizing and annoying her but why is she missing it now? Y/N sighs as she slams her head in the table infront of her. A piercing pain welcomed her as her head hit the table but she ignored it.

"Umm, can I go on with my briefing?" Tony was standing in the middle of the big briefing room..

Y/N put her hands up and gestures an 'okay', she completely forgot that she was sitting with the Avengers in the middle of a meeting..

"Are you okay, Y/N?" Wanda was the first to ask her that, Y/N just let out a groan.. All of them just shared knowing looks and Tony fakes a cough.

"If you want to rest, you can go.." Tony chided..

"Alright.."

Y/N stood up and was almost to the door when Steve's phone suddenly rang, he answered it..

"Sharon?"

This name made Y/N stop, are they together? They look nice together, she hope that they'll break up soon.

"I'll be there.." Steve endes his call and stands up..

"Sorry everyone, I have a date with someone.." He push passed Y/N leaving her heart on the floor..

He has a date? Why is she even concerned about that? She doesn't care, Steve's stupid anyway!

"Wow, Capsicle is going on a date, I'll be damned.."

"And with Sharon?She's nice.." Wanda chirps in..

Meanwhile, Natasha notices Y/N who was dumbfounded and hurt by all the recent events..

"Aren't you gonna go, Y/N?" Nat asked with mischievous eyes wandering to her face..

Y/N put out a fake smile and left, how is she feeling this way? Does she like Steve? She groans as those thoughts eat her alive, maybe she just need a fresh air..

Yes, fresh air..

That's exactly what Y/N needs, she has been cooped up in the tower for weeks now.. She sped up to her room and grab her keys, jackets and Tony's credit card.. He won't mind it, that man is richer than the whole US goverment..

Y/N jogs to the elevator, turns out she's not going to be waiting for the elevator alone.. Steve is right there, also waiting for an elevator so he can go to his fancy date with someone else..

"Fuck.."

Y/N was deep in her thoughts that she didn't realize that Steve was looking at her.. She cleared her throat and walked up to the elevator doors..

"Up or down?" Steve asks making Y/N look at his stupid handsome face.

"Can't you figure it out Sherlock?" She's grumpy and she doesn't care.

"What?" Steve questioned.

"Down!"

"Could've just said that.."

"We're on the fuckin--"

"Language!" The infamous 'language', he's being dramatic as hell.

"Fine!We're on the freaking top floor and your asking me if I'm going up or down?"

"I didn't notice."

"You're just stupid.."

The elevator was taking forever, normally it would be up in a minute but she's been standing her for almost five minutes and the elevator is still a no show.

"This is taking forever, I'm going to take the stairs.." She was going to the staircase when the elevator doors opened..

"You're impatient.." Steve mumbles.

"Asshole.." Y/N mumbles back..

And before she knew it, she's pinned to the floor.. It happend so fast, Steve has pinned her down to the floor.. Their face were only inches apart, it made Y/N blush but she somehow hid it..

"Let me go, Steve.."

"Not until you beg for forgiveness.."

"Beg?Didn't know you had a kinky side, old man.."

Steve got flustered by her words, still he didn't let Y/N go.. She started to fight back by getting the upper hand and overpowering Steve.. Now she's on top, she smirks and inch her face closer to Steve's face.

"Dominant, I like that Cap.."

"Although, next time ask for a girls permission before you go and pin her to the floor.."

Without thinking Steve kissed Y/N, her eyes widen but soon she melted to the kiss. It started out soft but it became rough within seconds.. All of the unsaid feelings were mashed into the kiss.. She was out of breath but she didn't want it to stop.. Steve pulled back and smiled sweetly at Y/N, she was confused but she smiled back..

"You like me back?"

"No shit, Sherlock.." Y/N smiled but instead of Steve saying language he smiles back..

"You're so immature.."

They both laugh as Y/N got up and offered her hand to Steve, he gladly accepted..

"Go, you'll be late for your date..Wouldn't want to keep her waiting.." Y/N shooed Steve away but he just stands there..

"You are my date.."

"Well powder me in sugar and call me a donut.. Was all this planned?" Steve nods and Y/N just shakes her head in disappointment, she interlock her arm to Steve's arm.

"Let's go eat some ribs and steaks, Cap.."

On the briefing room with all the remaining Avengers,  they were cheering and celebrating as they watch the two from a surveillance camera.

"Not bad, Cap.." Natasha mumbles as she eats popcorn with Wanda and Bucky.

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[noyashighlight]

Haikyuu boys relationships as: Melanie Martinez songs :

Suna, Iwaizumi, Tsukishima, Terushima, Akaashi, Kageyama, Bokuto

Suna Rintarō - play date

We're just playing hide and seek

It's getting hard to breathe under the sheets with you

I don't want to play no games

I'm tired of always chasing, chasing after you

Everything is a game to this little shit, not your typical love story that’s for Sure. He slide into your DMs and asked if you were “dtf”.....you said yes because idc who wouldn’t? One time turns into casual sex to spending the nights and going to the movies together. At this point you assumed you guys were dating, and I don’t blame you because lowkey I feel like Suna wouldn’t ask you out and you guys do everything that couples do. It was chill until you caught him texting other bitches then he pulls the ole “ We were never dating” and shrugs his shoulder. You literally had to ask this man out and now he’s faithful or whatever. Girl if you don’t start beating this man.

Iwaizumi Hajime- training wheels

“Love everything you do, When you call me fucking dumb for the stupid shit I do”

I just need a moment because I’m simpingfor iwa. Okay but he looks hard on the outside but is a total softy for his s/o. He sounds so warm even when he’s calling you a dumbass. He loves you from the bed head and bad hair days to the you drooling in your sleep and burning dinner. He just can’t get enough of you, you’re so lucky! >.<

Tsukishima Kei- alphabet boy

“You won the spelling bee now

But are you smarter than me now?

You're the prince of the playground”

Have you ever had someone insult you so much that you actually question if they secretly hate you? That’s what it’s like dating tsukki. Always talking down to you and dumbing down everything when you’re around. Thus fucker is always so smug bringing degrading outside of the bedroom. If you’re a push over he will keep doing it to he sees that it actually hurt you, he never intended to ever hurt you on purpose. Would make it up to you by doing little things he never does, if you don’t notice he’s going to apologize with his words.

Terushima Yūji - Carsousel

“And it's all fun and games till someone falls inlove “

I don’t believe you guys got the typical confession then start dating at the start no instead it started off with friends with benefits. Unlike suna this man folded first, and cuffed you because he saw you were on the same bullshit as him. Most definitely was in love with you since the first time you guys hooked up he just didn’t know that yet. He may have been a shitty fuck boy but now he’s a loving boyfriend.

Akaashi Keiji - Teddy bear

“I threw you out, I didn't outgrow you I just didn't know you. But now you’re back it’s so terrifying how you parrilize me”

Friends to strangers to lovers ? I feel like Kaashi doesn’t make time for people when he doesn’t want anything to do with them. Y’all used to be friends before you drifted apart both not having time for eachother. Once you both have your shit together you bump into eachother and get some coffe I believe you will hit it off and become attached at the hip. Most definitely often says “ I won’t lose you again.”

Kageyama Tobio - Pity party

“Maybe if I knew all of them well I wouldn't have been trapped inside this hell that holds me.”

Kags doesn’t mean to but he believes he can never truly get along with others because of what happened in middle school. His mind is constantly thinking “ does my s/o think I’m annoying or think I’m too uptight?” But when you smile at him that worry melts away temporarily.

Bokuto Kotaro - Soap

“Think I just remembered something. I think I left the faucet running. Now my words are filling up the tub.”

Poor baby never knows when to shut up but that is also a good thing sometimes. One second you were telling him how cool his spike was then he’s confessing how he’s been in love with you for a year. He most definitely covered his mouth after saying that, he was about to run away until you told him you felt the same way (who wouldn’t). Now you guys are happily dating and have a puppy (he convinced you okay?).

[thisnoodlewritesao3]

CONGRATS ON 50 FOLLOWERS BB!! i am so unbelievably proud of u ^^ u so deserve it and many more to come!! & ur event is so unique i love it :o i'd like to put in a request but please don't feel obliged to do it if it doesn't sit right with you :3 could i get a piece with kyoutani where you have your enemy's name on wrist and your soulmate's on the other, and you can't tell which is which. i'm not too sure ab the genre..whatever you think is suitable :) also i go by mostly they/them pronouns! <333

This one had me a little worried, but I’m so happy with how it turned out. I hope it does all your wishes justice my love.

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In a world where everyone has some sort of soulmate mark, you couldn’t have hated yours more. Who wanted to live with the uncertainty of which name was your soulmate and which was your enemy? The one destined to love you and the one destined to hate you? You thought that it was ridiculous, you hate it so much that you covered them both. Of course you knew the names off by heart, if you ever found one of them, you’d let destiny lead you in the right direction.

It isn’t until your second year of high school that you finally meet one of the names on your wrist; you’re maybe an hour into the school day when someone bursts into your classroom. You turn to look at the intruder, eyes landing on a boy with bleach blond hair and two black stripes running across his head; from here, it looks like he was wearing eyeliner, and there was something more hostile in his eyes that made you shudder. His shirt was untucked, sleeves rolled up to just above his forearm. “Looks like you finally decided to show up, Kyoutani-” you flinched at the name, absentmindedly rubbing your left wrist. Maybe it was just a coincidence… “- you can take a seat behind, L/N, I’m sure they can show you everything you’ve missed this week.”

Kyoutani grunts, rolling his eyes before practically throwing himself into the seat behind you. And now all eyes are on you, especially when he starts to bore holes into the back of your head. Something tells you that you aren’t going to get along with him.

And you would be right. After the first day you don’t talk to each other, especially since he had been arguing with you most of the time - it all started when he said your notes looked stupid. You bit back that his hair looked stupid. Everything from there just spiralled.

Well, at least I know exactly who my destined enemy is.

Every time the two of you were forced to interact, there would be hell to pay. Things only got worse when the school’s notorious volleyball prince - Oikawa Tooru - figured out the relationship between the two of you. “Mad Dog!” He called down the halls one day. You watched something else inside of him shift and smirked.

“Maybe if you learned how to take your own notes, then you wouldn’t have to come begging me,” you teased, waving the notes in the air. You looked over your shoulder and something mischievous flashed in your eyes, “isn’t that right, Mad Dog?”

If murder were legal, you’re sure he would have committed it right then and there. A legitimate fear filled you when his fist flew past your head and into the wall, he was leaning over you, typical darkness in his eyes that was only heightened by Oikawa squealing. Your heart was racing in your chest - but neither of you moved, not until Iwaizumi pulled him away.

You almost felt bad for him - actually, you did feel bad for him. It was your fault he was going to get in trouble with upperclassmen. So you decided to be a kind person - not like you weren’t already one - and spend part of the night making him his own set of notes.

Only he didn’t show up the next day, or the day after that. In fact, he didn’t show up for an entire week and you were worried - which was stupid because why would you be worried about your destined enemy? Of course, you did what any reasonable enemy would and went to his club, you weren’t exactly nervous. They were only the volleyball club after all, what did you need to worry about? Nothing. Absolutely nothing.

Walking in was surprisingly easy considering how careful they had to be about Oikawa’s fangirls, although they clearly hadn’t noticed you. Not until you met eyes with Iwaizumi, “you aren’t meant to be here.” He sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose.

“Oh! You’re Mad Dog’s friend.” Oikawa ran over to you while waving with such glee, a cheerful smile toyed at his lips. “What are you doing here, darling?” You frowned at the nickname but let out a sigh.

“I’m looking for Kyoutani,” you mumbled, clutching the strap of your bag tighter. It almost feels weird to admit, “he hasn’t been showing up to class.” They all look at you like you’ve grown a second head and you have to actually check. “What are you staring at?” You say through gritted teeth. Oikawa laughs at your change in expression.

“Worried about him, are we?” He mused, only chuckling when you shift uncomfortably. “I thought you were ‘destined enemies’ or something.” You know exactly what he’s referring to and subconsciously rub your left wrist.

“Probably…” you look away from him, it’s like his eyes are piercing into you, “I mean, I don’t know. It’s hard to figure out, I’m just basing everything off of what I can see.” You slowly shrink in on yourself. “Does it even matter? I’ll never know who’s meant to be my soulmate unless I meet them both, you wouldn’t get it.” You didn't know why you were defending yourself, it wasn’t like it mattered. It was just simple, they all had it easier than you, even if some of them were harder than others. Two names just complicated things. “And so what if I’m worried?” You tried not to yell, “I’m just a human and I care about people when they get upset! Besides, it was my fault he got mad and I wanted to make it up to him…”

None of them spoke, staring at you with their mouths wide open. Heavy footsteps behind you barely managed to catch your attention and you turned around to find Kyoutani standing there, looking down at you. You freeze. How are you meant to react? How is he going to react?

He doesn’t say anything, not for a little while, it feels like a silent stand-off; you broke the silence by rummaging through your bag, searching for the notes you’d made specifically for him. They all watched curiously, even more when you shoved the notes onto his chest hard, knocking the wind out of him. For a minute, he stared down at the notes with confusion and wonder in his eyes; it made you uncomfortable, his normal aggression almost completely thrown out the window.

Something inside both of you changed when you locked eyes.

You wouldn’t say this is the day you realised that even destined enemies could get along, but it’s certainly the story you tell at your wedding.

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