#anytime people try to intimidate me or scare me when I’m out I’m like dude I could fucking kill you and i wouldnt regret it do you want to

[juniestar]

I let out a deep sigh and put on sunglasses everytime a stranger asks me wtf I’m looking at man I’m glancing I’m just GLANCING it’s not my fault my eyes look shrewd and accusatory. And so what if they are? What if I am being rude? What are you gonna do?

[pies-writes-and-more]

Karasuno boys when you wander away

Characters: Tsukishima Kei, Dachi Sawamura, Asahi Azumane, & Kageyama Tobio, all with a Fem!Reader

Warnings: probably some swearing but nothing besides that :) 

A/N: So this is somewhat based on my IRL relationship haha. I’m very bad with just walking away or getting distracted by something and always worry my partner xD thought it would make for some cute headcanons! Let me know if you’d like more!

Haikyuu Masterlist

Tsukishima had only looked away for a moment. He walked towards a fresh fruit stand, glancing at the peaches and wondering if you wanted one to snack on on the way home. He glanced back and his lips parted to ask you, but you were no where to be seen.

His lips turned into a frown, trying not to give into that small moment of panic as his eyes scanned the outside market. You were no where to be found nearby. His heart pulsed harder against his chest as his mind reminded him of that news story of girls going missing in public places. Tsukishima pushed through people, giving half-assed apologies as he thought about you being dragged away and no one noticing. How had he not noticed? How would he find you? What should he do now?

His heart raced as he continued to look for you, giving out a small yelp when he felt someone grab his hand.

“Tsukki?” You were suddenly next to him, smiling innocently up at him. “Are you okay?”

The rush of relief that came with seeing you next to him was followed with frustration. “Idiot! Where did you wander off to?” He scolded, his hand tightening on yours.

“There was a puppy,” you admitted with slight embarrassment, smiling shyly. “I just gave him a couple of pats - he looked so lonely. Everyone was ignoring him,” you explained, nodding towards an older man who was dozing off on a bench. He had a leash in his hand and a large dog sat next to his feet, eagerly watching people was if begging for someone to pet him.

Tsukishima shook his head in disbelief, “You scared me for a dog? Moron,” he grumbled, pulling you further into the market. He didn’t want to be in such a big crowd right now.

You giggled, trying not to note the redness in his ears, “Aw I’m sorry Tsukki, I didn’t mean to scare you.” You tugged on his arm gently, trying to give him an apologetic smile but he kept looking away from you.

“Whatever, get yourself lost for all I care,” he pouted slightly and you tried your best not to laugh at how such a tall boy could act like a 4 year old.

“I’ll stay with you, promise. Won’t ever leave your side!” you insisted, clutching his arm and beaming up at him.

Tsukishima glanced at your smile, noticing it looked... almost playful? “What?” He raised an eyebrow, already knowing he wasn’t going to like the answer.

“You care about me,” you teased, reaching up to poke his nose playfully. “You were worried about me because you careeee about me.” You had expected him to pull his arm away, stomp off until you apologized for making fun of him.

But instead he just rolled his eyes, flicking your forehead gently, “Maybe just a bit.”

That surprised you just a little, your heart skipping a beat or two in response, “I am sorry, Tsukki, I didn’t think I went off that far. It just got really crowded,” you told him sincerely, squeezing his hand gently. “But lucky for me! You’re so tall so it’s easy to find you!”

Tsukishima scoffed some more but blushed anyways, feeling now like he had overreacted, “Whatever. You’re buying me a snack to make it up to me, idiot.”

“Mmkay!” You beamed, the two of you roaming the market together. Tsukishima pretended like he had completely forgotten the whole thing, but you noticed that he never let go of your hand that easily after that. And he always kept you close in crowded areas.

So yeah, maybe Tsukishima Kei really did care for you.

Daichi is a calm cool collected dude. Calm. Cool. Collected. It was as if he was chanting these words in his brain, eyes frantically trying to find you. CALM COOL COLLECTED, he desperately tried to remind himself. Everything is FINE.

But that still didn’t answer the question: where the hell could you have gone off to?

It was one of the first big matches that Daichi ever invited you too and the crowds were 10x bigger than anything you’ve been to. Daichi’s whole body trembled with the idea that you were completely lost and waiting for him to find you.

“I’m sure she’s alright, Daichi! Y/N’s probably just exploring,” Asahi clapped a hand onto his friend’s shoulder, though Daichi could tell he was nervous too.

“Stop being such worry-bums,” Suga insisted, smacking both of their arms. “Y/N can be as scary as the rest of us! No one would pick on her!”

You were fully capable of dealing with things yourself, Daichi knew this. But he felt a surge of protective energy anytime he felt you needed him. “I’ll be right back,” he mumbled to his friends, his feet quickly running around the gyms to try and catch a glimpse of you.

“Daichi!” Your voice made his eyes widen, darting around to try to find you. Suddenly, he was attacked with a full on jump hug, staggering backwards to keep them upright.

“Y-Y/N! Where’ve you been?” Daichi asked with a laugh, holding you tightly and trying to avoid showing you how nervous he was.

“Coach Ukai told me Hinata left his shoes in the bus so I went to grab it before the game! Shimizu-san and Yachi were both busy so I wanted to help!” You explained, smiling up at him while holding the little bag up for him to see. Your eyes flickered over Daichi’s for a moment, noting the slight blush on his cheeks and the way he couldn’t fully meet your gaze. You couldn’t help but let out a giggle, your lips turning into a little smirk, “Were you worried about me, Daichi?” You teased and laughed as his face turned even more red.

“Well I can’t win without my lucky charm on the stands,” he chuckled, ruffling your hair.

“Oh and I just thought you liked me,” Y/N shot back with a laugh. “Didn’t know it was just cause of your game.”

You turned on your heel, starting to walk back to the gym, Daichi following while stammering out a, “I-I do liked you!” He tried to laugh off his nerves, rubbing the back of his neck as he gave you a smile, “Don’t make me all nervous before a game, love!”

You two shared some more laughs as everyone warmed up, and just before you headed to the stands, you pressed a quick kiss to his cheek. Daichi tried to play it off cool but he was wobbly the whole walk towards the team and the group of boys just laughed, all slapping his back in pride. 

Unlike the Cap’n, Asahi is not calm, cool, or collected. I mean I think he’s cool but not in this sense LOL.

Asahi and you decided to have a picnic for lunch in a nearby park. But while he was setting up, you magically disappeared and Asahi felt all of his panic just intensify.

Did you? Leave him? To be on his own? Was this your way of breaking up with him?

No, Asahi tried to convince himself, you loved him. You guys had been together for almost a year now, that’s not how you’d end thins... is it?

Maybe you got lost? Did Asahi walk a little too fast to this spot? He knew sometimes you had a hard time keeping up with his long legs but he thought you had been holding his hand this whole time.

His eyes scanned the somewhat busy park. He couldn’t find you anywhere. His heart was starting to beat way too fast and his fingers were shaking while he tried to text the other third years to ask what the hell he should do.

Suga: LOL knowing Y/N she probably saw some cute chipmunk or something and stopped to take a photo of it

Daichi: don’t worry, Asahi, she’ll probably find you soon - you’re this gigantic dude in a park. I doubt she’d lose you

That didn’t help. Now Asahi was noticing how parents and kids were specifically avoiding him. His bottom lip pouted as he wondered just what he could do to seem less intimidating. Should he sit down? No, what if you were trying to see him? Sitting would only make it harder!

Just as he was considering climbing up the nearby tree to see the park from a higher distance, you popped out from some nearby bushes, holding a few wildflowers.

“Asahi?” You blinked in surprise, finding him trying to find a foothold on the tree. “Are we... eating in the tree?”

“Y/N!” The poor boy almost knocked his head on the tree when he turned around to see you, eyes widening. He immediately ran over to you and twirled you around in a hug, “God, you scared me!” 

You quickly apologized profusely seeing how nervous he was, “I’m sorry, Asahi! I saw some pretty flowers over there and thought maybe it would be nice to decorate our tablecloth with!” You kiss his nose and cheeks over and over again trying to get him to calm down (but really that’s just making him more flustered).

The two of you share a gorgeous meal together, and you spend the rest of the day with his head in your lap and you braiding his hair, intertwining some of the flowers you found. The two of you talked about everything and anything and Asahi made sure from that day forward, he could always spot you. Any time you guys weren’t holding hands or standing next to each other, everyone noticed that Asahi’s eyes would dart over to you every now and then, whether consciously or unconsciously. 

When he got home that night, he pressed the flowers you put in his hair in a book and kept them as a keepsake. And then gave them to you in a gift for your anniversary later.

Kageyama would start feeling panic and wouldn’t even know why. The game was starting soon and something just didn’t feel right. His muscles? No… he felt in tiptop shape. He stretched a little extra today too to make sure he wasn’t feeling stiff. His stomach? No, he made sure to have some food and milk a little earlier. And he wasn’t feeling nauseous so it couldn’t be that. His hands? No, they felt perfect in fact. He was so excited for this game earlier, he had felt the anticipation running to his fingers to just set the perfect ball. So why was he feeling so uncomfortable?

His eyebrows furrowed as he tried to think about what was making him feel different. His eyes scanned the crowd unconsciously before realizing what it was.

You weren’t standing up there with the rest of the Karasuno fans.

Where the hell were you?

His feet moved towards the gym doors before Ukai yelled at him, “Where the hell do you think you’re going, Kageyama? The game is staring soon!”

Kageyama’s eyes widened, noting the whole team watching him curiously. Why did Kageyama seem so nervous? He never seemed nervous.

“Don’t worry, Kageyama, with my spikes better than ever, we’re definitely going to win!” Hinata grinned, trying to lighten the tense air in the team.

“I’m not worried, just don’t be stupid on the court,” Kageyama replied, shrugging it off. But his eyes still scanned the stands. Where were you? You had said hello to the whole and wished Kageyama luck just a few minutes ago? So how come you weren’t standing up there with Coach’s friends and Yachi?

The whistle blew to indicate the game starting and Kageyama felt his stomach turn. Why was he feeling like this? You were probably fine so what did it matter?

You had been buying some milk from the nearby vending machines to make sure that Kageyama had some after his game. You knew that he had accidentally finished all the ones he had packed earlier and had been kinda crabby about it so you thought maybe it would cheer him up. You had stood in line for the vending machine for what felt like forever but it was all worth it knowing that you could throw the milk boxes into your lunch bag to keep them cool. Knowing Kageyama would be excited about it made you really happy.

As you walked back towards the gym, you could hear cheering. Your eyes widened as you realized that the game had already started and you ran towards the stands.

“Y/N! There you are!” Yachi’s smile looked oddly nervous. Not that she wasn’t normally nervous at these games, but this one seemed different. “I think something’s wrong with Kageyama.”

Your eyes shot down to the court, seeing how stiff Kageyama looked next to everyone else. They were patting him on the back, yelling “We’ll get the next one!” and Noya screaming, “BRING IT ON!”

“He was looking for you in the stands earlier I think,” Yachi told you with a small giggle, “He looked really nervous when he couldn’t see you.”

Your heart swelled slightly, wondering if Kageyama was off his game because he hadn’t been able to see you. “Kageyama!!” You yelled from the stands, cupping your hands around your mouth. The dark haired boy’s head shot up to look at you, a sense of relief growing on his face. “You can do it!!” You screamed some more, the people on the stands behind you yelling in support.

Even from far away, you could see his lips turn upward in a smile.

Alright, you both thought to yourself. Now we can get started.

[juhaksworld]

The Boyz reactions to dating someone outgoing/talkative

disclaimer lol: i’m really introverted so writing a character who is outgoing was a new experience haha. i hope this makes sense though <3

requested by: @jonghos-left-airpod <3

Sangyeon:

would be so invested in everything you said and did. like you’d be at a party and you’d be very emphatically talking with your friends, being the life of the party, and he’d just watch from a distance: in loveeee. you look so happy and everyone listening to you talking were smiling and happy because of you. you have a very kind and welcoming personality which just draws people towards you. sangyeon be standing beside you like “mhm, yup, this is my baby.” he would just love it when he overheard people talking about how fun you were.  occasionally some stuck up spoiled person who felt intimidated by you would start talking bad about you and sangyeon would just be like “????? excuse me??? what???? have you actually ever spent time with her??? she’s literally the kindest person there is!!!!”

Jacob:

opposites attract right?? well you and jacob certainly did! you met at a party and you noticed he was pretty quiet. you felt instantly attracted to him bc he was so sweet and cute! you really wanted to get to know him but you were afraid of intimidating him. but like girllllll he was so smitten with you!!!! you just filled the room with a pleasant and sweet aura like,, everyone was attracted to you bc you’re so talkative and nice! after you started dating he just like: heart eyes everytime you were with people, bc being with people brought out the best in you. he preferred staying home with just you, but he knew you like spending time with lots of people, so he respected that, and often tagged along with you bc, goodness when you were with people you were just so happy and cute and fun!!! 

Younghoon:

he would be like “what to do with this girl??” he sometimes feels a little jealous of all the attention you get. you never try to get a lot of attention on purpose, it just comes naturally bc you’re so outgoing and fun to be around. sometimes he’ll be watching from afar and then he’ll see some guy eyeing you up and so hoonie rushes over and puts his arm around your shoulder. he really tries not to be too overprotective, but gosh you’re so cute when you’re talking excitedly-- he can’t help but be a little afraid someone’s gonna try and steal you away ;-; sometimes when you’re talking with ppl, specifically his mother you’ll tease him a little bit and he’ll get all shy and blush and be like “stopppp” but he secretly loves it when you talk about him to others. he loves it even more when you’re like in a group of friends and they’re like “ come spend time with us more!! you’re always the life of the party!” and you’re just like “nope! I gotta bf who needs me more than y’all” and hoonie just gets super embarrassed but super pleased that you chose him over others.

Hyunjae:

oh lordy. the craziness. the fun y’all would have. when you guys show up to a party, or literally anywhere at all, everyone KNOWS you’re gonna make it a good time. you’re both super friendly and funny and….loud hahaha. sometimes when you’re in public you’ll both be so friendly to everyone that ppl will be like “ are they dating or are they siblings cuz it looks like they’re flirting with everyone???” but you aren’t haha and you both know that so you never have misunderstandings and stuff (you do flirt with each other all the time though ;-; )  sometimes your personalities will clash and you’ll get in a heated argument, but it doesn’t last long. you’ll both sulk for a little while and then be like “ hey,, wanna go get some ice cream “ and ofc you will and then you’ll quietly hold hands and eat your ice cream and feel better and apologize and everything and then go back to being super talkative with each other <3

Juyeon:

is. in. awe. of you. not bc he doesn’t know what it’s like to have lots of ppl like you, or bc he’s shy, but bc he just loooooves your vibes so much. like--- you’ll be talking and he’ll walk up and you’ll just throw him into the convo and make it seem like he was part of the conversation from the beginning and he loves that. you’re so outgoing and welcoming to ppl around you, he never feels left out. and he loves seeing you reach out to other ppl too. he’ll lowkey see some person like all alone and by themselves and he’ll be like “ heyyy! I wanna introduce you to someone really awesome!” and then he’ll walk up to you and like give you this look and you’ll be like “oh my goodness!!!! heyyyyy!!! hru?????” and the person will instantly feel special and juyeon will just stand back and be like “ wow. I have an awesome gf!” and then he’ll just listen while you talk and get the new person involved. juyeon’s pretty quiet, so he likes to stand around you when you’re at parties bc he can rely on you to talk with everyone haha 

Kevin:

the first time kev met you he’d be like “I love this person, they make me feel so comfortable talking with them!!!” and you’d be like “ I love this guy, he’s so interesting to talk to!!” and you’d start dating right away. kev is pretty talkative once he’s comfortable. y’all would have the best conversations. at parties or whenever you’re with large crowds of people he’ll stand beside you the ENTIRE time. not bc he feels he needs to claim you and keep other guys away, and not bc he’s scared to talk with people himself, but simply bc he loves listening to you talk. like you can turn the most boringgggg conversation into something interesting just bc you have so much experience with people and you love talking. one thing he absolutely loves about you so much is that even though he sometimes has a hard time staying involved in a conversation with strangers for very long, you don’t, and like--- you never let him feel left out when talking with ppl. you always remember who you love spending time with most and keep him involved.

Chanhee:

he would lowkey be like “ what is wrong with her” the first time he met you hahahaha but then he’d grow used to your personality and be totally charmed by you. like i can totally imagine chanhee being with you one day and watch as you have the most random conversation with some stranger you just met and then he’ll be like “ shoot-- i have a crush on this girl” after you start dating he’d just be like “ i’m literally dating the coolest person, like she can talk with anyone and make them feel so special” and all of his friends are like “ yeah you tell us that everyday” and he’d love taking you everywhere with him bc you just make him feel so much more at ease wherever you go. when he’s having a bad day he looooves spending time with you the most bc he knows you’ll 100% make him feel better with your bright personality! and you guys are like so cute together bc he’s pretty tall so whenever he’s feeling pretty shy or whatever you like stand on your tiptoes to whisper in his ear that he looks so pretty that day and make him smile and feel a little more confident and then you’d like hold onto his arm the whole time you were talking to other ppl bc you didn’t want him to feel like you forgot about him at all.

Changmin:

he’d be like “ ok, this is her personality, cool” like he’d love that you were outgoing but it wouldn’t surprise him at all or anything. he knows you love being with ppl so he always takes you with him whenever he goes to parties or gatherings of any sort and then just smiles as you immediately blend in with everyone and make friends. some dude would come up to changmin who’s standing near you watching you with heart eyes and listening to you talk and the guy’d be like “ who’s that?? she’s cute!” and changmin would be like “ she’s my baby...I..I...meant gf. she’s my gf. “ and the guy’d be like “ok simp” and changmin would be like “me??? a simp???” and then he’d realize he was a simp for you, bc like, even though he’s outgoing too, no one does it like you and he’s just obsessed with the way you brighten any day and any place with your sunshiny personality and smile! and he’d be like “ gosh she really won me over” and then he’d go stand beside you and hold your waist and join in the conversation if he could and just be so happy to be spending time with you while you’re having so much fun!

Haknyeon:

this baby. he’d get pouty when he saw you spending more time with others than with him so he’d like some up to you and tug on your arm and be like “ hey remember me” and you’d be like “no??? who are you again? “ to tease him and then he’d laugh bc he knew ofc you remembered him,,, you just thought he’d be perfectly alright without you bc he likes being with people too! but then you kinda felt bad for leaving him alone so long so you’d stop conversing with everyone and turn your full attention on him--- which is just what he wanted haha. he loves knowing he gets all your attention to himself. you’d tease him a lot though-- like someone would ask you if they could ask you a question rq and you’d be like “ oh im sorry,, i gotta ask my bf if he can spare me for a moment” and hak would be like “ stopppppp” and you’d both laugh. he’s outgoing too, but not as talkative as you are, so he’d just bask in your bright aura constantly surrounding you and whenever you said something funny he’d laugh his iconic laugh and that’d make you laugh and then you’d both forget about everyone else and just laugh together. when you guys were together talking with ppl you were like the power couple. you’re funny and smart and super friendly so everyone just gravitates towards y’all

Sunwoo:

this boy would be SO whipped for you,, like he would just stand beside you and smile down on you the whole time you were talking with others. he just loves seeing you enjoy yourself so much! lowkey jealous anytime you start talking to some guy for too long tho, like you’ll will be walking hand in hand home from somewhere and you’ll see a guy walking his puppy and you’ll be like “ahhhhhhhhhhhhh oh my goodness so cute!!!!” and you’ll start talking to the guy about what breed, and how old, and where he adopted the puppy, and the guy will tell you several cute stories about the puppy and you will become like best friends (obv the guy isn’t hitting on you tho cuz sunwoo be standing there behind you like -_- ) but you get along so well with everyone and sometimes you just get so caught up in the conversation you’re having with whoever it happens to be and sunwoo never wants to just push his way into things, so he just stands there like “ what do I do?” and then as soon as you turn back to him with your eyes sparkling bc you love talking with ppl so much he’s like “ oh shoot, i love her.” and so he doesn’t mind so much anymore.

Eric:

you guys would be sooooooo cute!!!! you would talk over each other sometimes when y’all were really excited, but you would somehow understand each other anyways hahaha. ppl sometimes joke about how talkative you both are and say things like “how are y’all even dating???” which you hate bc you love eric more than anything and eric feels the same way so y’all are just like “tsk,, you’re just jealous that i’m dating someone so awesome” and walk away. but seriously, somehow your relationship just works out! like when eric’s super excited about something but you’re already talking about something, he holds back until you’re done with your story and vice versa. when you guys are out in public together you just laugh and talk like normal bc you know others love hearing ppl be happy together and sometimes it leads to meeting new people and making new friends! like one time-- you and eric were on a picnic and were just laughing and laughing about something and a little old lady was just absolutely in love with you both and so you invited her to join you and she did and she told you stories about back when she was young and you all three just had the sweetest time together. things like that always happen for you and eric bc you have such friendly personalities ppl love being with you.

[1tsnoya]

I love ur account I love all of ur work and it really makes my day ! Can u write a HC with kageyama, Tsuki, Tanaka & Noya and how they act when they’re super jealous? Maybe another guy from another team they’re playing against is hitting on u ???

💕💕💕💕 UR SO SWEET BABEY :’) mwah here u go!

✧･ﾟjealous boyfriend ✧･ﾟ headcanons

pairings: kageyama x reader, tsukishima x reader, tanaka x reader, nishinoya x reader

warning: i didn’t proofread it’s 3:30am hehe pls don’t mind

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* :･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ

kageyama

↳ baby finally asked you to come to one of his games

↳ of course you were excited, how could you not be ?

↳ so when you went, you made sure to get a good seat

↳ which so happened so be next to some guy from your english class

↳ “(y/n)! right? english class?”

↳ you greeted them so that you wouldn’t be rude

↳ and then the set began

↳ kageyama’s eyes were looking all over the gym for you

↳ and when he finally spotted you... some rando was trying to scoot closer to you

↳ HIS ENTIRE MOOD DID A 180

↳ his eyebrows were furrowed, he was biting his lip, and his eyes were shifting back and forth to you and this guy

↳ you were trying to brush them off but holy shit they would not stop talking

↳ and when a timeout was called, you finally dropped the bomb — “haha yeah.. i’m um actually here for my boyfriend !”

↳ and ofc this dude goes, “oh really? is he on the bench or..?”

↳ so you pointed over to where kags was.. one hand holding or crushing his water bottle with steam basically coming out of his head, just eyeing you two, and waved to him with a smile

↳ so the person hitting on you kinda had a realization like oh shit and scooted away

↳ after the game, tobio rushed over to you, all grumpy n shit like, “who was that guy??”

↳ and you made sure to tell him that you told ‘that guy’ that your boyfriend was the best setter ever

↳ he got all flustered hsjsjhs but he still gets grouchy whenever he sees that guy

↳ and next time he saw him when you were around, he just grabbed your hand and dIPPED-

tsukishima

↳ he asked to meet up with you at the end of the school day

↳ you were due for a date so you told him that you’d definitely be there

↳ and when the end of the day came, you rushed over to your meeting spot

↳ but he wasn’t there :(( so you texted him

↳ “hey you okay?”

↳ “yeah sorry. i was tutoring smh”

↳ then another message, “i’m omw now. be there in 5”

↳ so while you were waiting, you leaned against a wall and put some headphones in your ear

↳ and then someone stopped in front of you...

↳ you took out the headphones and were left to hear the worst flirting in the world

↳ he wouldn’t even let you speak, he just kept going and going and going

↳ you tried to tell him that you had a boyfriend but he would. not. stop. rambling.

↳ a few minutes passed and tsuki was almost at your spot

↳ he saw this all go down from where he was standing... and was uhm... annoyed to say the least

↳ he was very annoyed he was pissed off-

↳ so he walked quicker and then popped up behind you, tbh he caught you off guard

↳ didn’t even say hi, just picked your chin up a bit and kissed you

↳ it was a long and hard kiss... 👀

↳ when he finally pulled away, he just looked at the guy with that smirk

↳ you know THAT smirk

↳ that’ll make ya pussy throb

↳ the guy just silently (and very quickly) walked away lmfao

↳ “hi to you too”

↳ “hi. he looked weird. anyway” he grabbed your hand, “let’s go”

tanaka

↳ you two were out for a lunch date and getting ready to order

↳ and he told you that he’d be right back, he just had to pee super quick

↳ while he was gone, the waiter came by to take your drink orders

↳ the guy taking your order was very nice, maybe even a little too nice

↳ and then he winked at you... sigh

↳ when tanaka stepped out of the men’s room, he noticed how friendly this guy was acting

↳ flames in his EYES bro

↳ this mans SPED WALK back to your table

↳ “oh hi BABE ! are you ready to order yet BABE ?”

↳ he switched from sitting across you to next to you and held your hand while EYEING this waiter

↳ LOL this poor guy got so embarrassed and bowed his head a bit to apologize

↳ “excuse me for one second” HE WALKED AWAY AND ASKED SOMEONE ELSE TO TAKE YOUR ORDER

↳ listen he was super intimidated. it’s canon that tanaka scares people away soo 🤷🏻‍♀️

↳ “yeah that’s right. right (y/n) ! you have a super cool boyfriend right here” he looked at you and just kissed your cheek

↳ “haha yes i do ryu, but don’t make that guys life a living hell!”

↳ “oh i wont...”

↳ anytime he saw that guy come in your direction, he did something affectionate or something to show off that you were his s/o

↳ rip that waiter...

nishinoya

↳ ever since you two started dating, you guys would always meet in the school hallway at a certain time during the day

↳ you would talk before lunch and noya would walk you to your next class, it was one of the longer breaks in between classes so you were good

↳ he was running late one day and you were just looking around the hallway for him

↳ he was on the smaller side but was sUPer quick so you just stayed by your locker to continue waiting, he would be there soon

↳ and then some random person walked by you, “heyy. you look lost, want some uh” he smiled at you weirdly, “help?”

↳ gross

↳ you tried to be polite, “no i’m okay”

↳ he kept INSISTINGGG — “no really. i can take the time out of my day to help you sweetheart”

↳ blegh sweetheart..? really?

↳ “trust me, i’m good”

↳ “i don’t think you are hon-”

↳ and guess who comes bolting up behind you

↳ when noya got close enough, he swung his arm around you

↳ “hi cutie! sorry i was making up a quiz...” he looked at this rando and his face just DROPPED LMFAO

↳ HE GOT ALL ANNOYED “who are you???”

↳ “a friend”

↳ “oh cool you’ve probably heard of me right? i’m (y/n)’s boyfriend” cue the shit eating grin of his

↳ “oh really..?”

↳ noya just got PISSED lol

↳ “oh yes. really” he just turned back to you and gave you a quick peck on the lips

↳ “cya!” he waved back to this guy and held your hand again, just walking down the hallway

↳ “if i ever see him again i’m going to beat the shit out of hi-”

↳ yeahhh you try to avoid that guy now LOL

[joonie-beanie]

The OM! Characters as Retail Workers/Positions from my old job

Full disclosure: I’ve only had 1 retail job, and it was at a Homegoods. I worked there for 3+ years during college. Because I’ve only had this one experience, my below hc’s for the boys may be a little...specific to my previous job, and not universal traits that come with all retail jobs. 

Also I’m not including Luke because thattttt is child labor.

This is probably a very self-indulgent headcannon. Oh well.

Lucifer: 

(One of) the store managers. Specifically the assistant manager.

Nice to customers to their face, but will fantasize about stabbing them once they leave. 

Asmo once walked past the manager’s office and witnessed Lucifer professionally apologizing to a bitching customer over the phone, only to slam the receiver down moments later, sighing and mumbling “what an idiot.”

Very watchful of his staff. Do not slack off while he’s working....unless he likes you. In which case, he will take a moment to chat with you and give himself a much needed break. 

If he doesn’t like you, well...make yourself busy, or else you’ll get a stern talking to, and likely written up. Lucifer already has too much work to get done--he doesn’t want to babysit his staff.

Quietly schedules the people he likes to work during his shifts whenever he can, since he knows he can trust them to do their work. Not to mention, he enjoys their company a lot.

His favorite crew to have is Beel, Asmo, and Satan (and MC). Their schedules, of course, don’t always line up, but when they do he seriously thinks that he has the dream team.

Mammon: 

Cannot be trusted to actually organize the store, so he gets stuck at the registers.

However, the managers quickly realize that he's shit at anything front-end related aside from counting money (the man likes his money), and that he's prone to pulling out his phone when no one is around, so Lucifer forces him to work the floor. 

They start trying to give him more backroom shifts (because if he's not doing his work, they'll be able to tell easier).

HOWEVER--because Mammon is such a money lover, he’s very aware of every piece of expensive merchandise in the store. So if a customer attempts to switch tags, or peels the price tag off hoping to pull a quick one on the cashier, his coworkers always call him up so he can take a look.

Seriously, the amount of people that try to buy the $100+ gem rocks for $9.99 is crazy.

He feels very proud of himself whenever he manages to stop a customer from getting away with it.

He’s not the best worker in general, but the mangers would be lying if the said they didn’t appreciate his knack for remembering the expensive items.

Levi: 

Cash office.

Prefers to sit in the locked office by himself, listening to music on his phone as he runs checks the register balances from the previous day.

If he's not doing cash office, he's probably out gathering carts, or compacting boxes in the back.

Whatever keeps him away from the bulk of customers.

Whenever the managers need him to go help out on the floor, he gets permission to not wear his apron.

He seriously does not want anyone to talk to him. He just wants to work in peace.

Of course, if he’s seen organizing, or stocking shelves, customers tend to assume he’s an employee anyway--even without the apron.

Levi legitimately jumps anytime someone calls out to him and asks if he works there, and if he can help them. 

Oh, and he always brings his Switch to work and plays games on his lunch break. Do not talk to him if he’s playing his game--he will get mad at you.

Satan: 

Flow & mark-downs.

He's basically an all-rounder, but is superior to the others in putting out new merchandise (flow). He knows where things go, and how they should be organized. 

Secretly gets annoyed when customers ask him for help when he's in the zone, but is very good at faking a smile.

Will do what’s asked of him without any lip in return.

However, rude customers should beware of him, because his anger tends to flip on like a switch. If a customer is badmouthing him, or one of his coworkers--he has no issue telling them they’re a fool, and that they should just leave instead of causing issues.

He gets in trouble with management for doing this, but honestly has no regrets.

Definitely has regular customers that he is enemies with.

Gets left in charge of the store if the managers ever need to step away for their lunch break, or otherwise.

Asmo: 

Lead cashier. 

Super charming, great customer service voice. 

Always gives a good impression on the phone, and manages to make peppy announcements. 

If there’s ever a fundraiser going on, and the cashiers are supposed to ask for donations, Asmo is guaranteed to rake in the most.

He is very good at calming a customer if they're upset--apologizing and and being so sweet and polite that it’s nearly impossible to stay mad.

However, if they're rude to him, or his apologies go on deaf ears, he has no problem politely telling them to fuck off.

If he’s not at the registers, he’s probably off in the bath section--smelling soap--or the candle section--sniffing literally every candle in existence.

He’ll also be sure to get a whiff of whatever candle/soap a customer has brought to the register to purchase.

Runs off to visit other stores in the mall/strip when he’s on his break. (Aka. he spends way too much of his paycheck shopping).

Beel: 

Back room - heavy lifter. 

Dude spends most of the day in the stock room emptying the truck and building furniture.

Seriously can move big things with very little effort. He once carried an entire couch out onto the sales floor buy himself. 

While other coworkers may need to use carts or flatbeds to move larger items, Beel can legit just throw them over his shoulder and continue on his way like he’s not carrying anything at all.

He looks intimidating but is actually super friendly.

Will always work extra hours if you ask him to. Will also come in for extra shifts if you ask him to.

He always feels so guilty if he can’t accept, or needs to call off.

The type of coworker that goes out to buy snacks on his break, and ends up buy snacks for the rest of the staff. He just leaves them on the break room table with a note that says “Eat up :)”

Belphie: 

Closer - Sales Floor. 

The managers tried to work him on morning or midday shifts, but he was continuously too groggy, and ended up knocking things over on accident.

Hes more energetic at night, so they put him on the sales floor (since he’s honestly...not the best at the register. Don’t get me wrong, he can work the register as well as anyone else, but...he just...doesn’t sound friendly. (Lucifer: “Belphie...at least try to sound like you’re not working here against your will when talking to the customers. You applied for this job.”))

He honestly doesn't mind organizing merchandise, but gets annoyed if he ends up doing the bulk of the work. (Whether it’s because they’re short staffed, or because his coworkers are slacking).

Has no problem telling customers to gtfo when it’s closing time.

If people are still in the store 5 minutes after closing, he’ll follow them around until they finally take the hint and leave.

Always stops for fast food on his way home after work because making himself a meal sounds like too much effort.

Diavolo:

Store Manager.

Is very kind to all of his employees, but will also have hard conversations with them if there’s an issue regarding their performance that needs to be addressed.

However, he always does his best to maintain good relationships with everyone he works with.

Will buy lunch for the staff on busy weekends, even if he has to pay for the food himself. He wants to let his employees know that they’re appreciated, and while he’s the type to give verbal affirmation of a job well done, a luncheon doesn’t hurt either.

Even if customers are bitchy, he never raises his voice, or yells. He handles complaints like a champ.

If the customer physically or verbally abuses one of his workers, however...he will threaten to call the police. Do not fuck with his work children.

If his employees ever find him sighing, or looking like he’s stressed, then they know he’s definitely having a rough day. Please work hard, and help him out, and he’ll very much appreciate it. 

Barbatos:

The 4th key. (Basically a manager)

Some workers are scared of him because he always seems to be in a good mood--even if the store is packed, and things get overwhelming.

A very by-the-book type. While Lucifer and Diavolo may allow for some things to get overlooked, or for there to be a lapse in proper procedure, Barbatos is not like that. Rules are rules, and they shall be followed.

Honestly is a very nice guy, but working a closing shift with him can be the worst. Especially if Diavolo is the opening manager the next day. 

He will keep his staff there after closing as long as he needs to for the store to be in an acceptable condition. (The worst part is that Diavolo honestly is so easy going that if Barbatos had just opted to say “we were very busy and didn’t have the time to get everything done”, Diavolo wouldn’t blame him. Shit gets crazy).

Alas, Barbatos wants to please Diavolo and takes his role very seriously.

At least he brings in homemade baked goods for the staff sometimes. (His good cooking usually makes up for all the times he has kept them late).

Solomon:

Another all rounder. Usually get scheduled on midday shifts to bridge the gap between the openers, and closers. 

Is very good at keeping up his “customer service” facade. 

However, once there are no customers around his smile will fall, and he’ll mumble complaints under his breath. 

“Why does one couple need 15 candles?” “Lady, I don’t care about your chihuahua’s sleeping habits--just buy the pet bed already.”

Will always tease his coworkers if he gets along with them. Bickering with Solomon can become a very entertaining past time if he likes you.

Whenever new crystals, or rocks come in, usually he’ll spend a while inspecting them. Apparently he can tell which ones are real, or fake. (And he always ends up buying the real ones).

He’s the type of coworker that will sneak up behind you and scare you when you’re not paying attention. Just because he can. (Fight him, he loves it).

Simeon: 

One of the sweetest staff members, but he’s prone to getting flustered and making mistakes.

If he’s on registers, he’s so busy trying to start a conversation with the customer that he’ll short them on their change. 

Luckily, the customer is either patient in waiting for the manager to come up and open the register, or doesn’t care about the 22 cents Simeon forgot to give them.

He loves reorganizing the towel section of the store the most. Getting to stand there and refold towels almost feels like meditation to him.

Always goes out of his way to ask the customer if he can help them with anything, or if they’re finding everything alright.

Is prone to accidentally cutting himself when something sharp breaks. (It has literally gotten to the point where if a ceramic plate or something glass breaks, the managers have instructed Simeon to call someone else to clean it up, rather than doing it himself.)

Honestly, in the end, he’s a fabulous worker tho.

[lokidrabbles]

Pleasant Feels (Loki x Reader)

Loki walks reader home and discovers his deep liking for them

A/N: Next part for my Loki x Reader Winter Series! Gender Neutral Reader!

Warnings: None! Fluff towards the end!

“Walk me home?”

Your words continued to replay in Loki’s head. The simplicity of your request caught him off guard and it made him briefly reflect on how often he was unaccustomed to being treated like this. While his brother’s companions were working their way towards being ‘fine’ having him around as a team member, their disdainful looks would say more than their words. And sure, you were a bit withdrawn towards him the first couple of weeks, but maybe this was a sign of...trust?

“Perhaps you would feel more confident if you were to ask your other companions.” Loki replied, sounding colder than he intended to. The underlying truth remained with the notion of his uneasiness with humans, especially with the ones he’s wronged in the past. He didn’t want to be placed in a situation where someone felt forced to ‘get along’ with him, and he didn’t want you to feel obliged to interact in any way.

He had sunk very low, he thought.

“I’m not sure what you mean.” You said, furrowing your brows. “But if I am honest, I’m not too confident about walking home by myself at this time at night, even if I only live a couple of streets down.”

“Again, you’d feel safer if you asked someone else.” Loki still was unable to ride along the wave, the opportunity open for him to provide help. It was bizarre, and he wasn’t ready for it.

“So you’re really going to just let me go out there by myself, in the dark, in the dead of winter.” You retorted mockingly.

He didn’t say anything, avoiding eye contact with you if possible.

You shrugged. “I asked for a reason you know. I suppose I’ll have to walk my merry self back home, I sure hope I don’t get mugged or stabbed along the way.”

A certain word rang in Loki’s ears as your childishly skipped out of the building, peeking behind you to make sure he would just feel as guilty as you had intended to do so. He was dumbfounded at how you could casually throw the possibility of being hurt because of his own selfish reasons, and cursed at himself the moment his legs began to sprint towards you.

“Thought so.” You chuckled to yourself, watching Loki catch up with you at the front of your building. He glared daggers at you and you grinned knowing damn well what you had done.

“Don’t say anything.” He said threateningly, his breath visible in the cold air. “I am not going to carry the blame with Stark if something were to happen to you.”

“Thanks, I really appreciate it!” You exclaimed, clasping your hands together. “I know it’s stupid but I do get really paranoid down these streets at night.”

He briefly pictured you by yourself, probably scared and shaking, vulnerable to any attack from questionable individuals. You worked with Stark but you had no battle prowess, or any means to protect yourself. Again, he wondered why you didn’t request any assistance from your boss instead.

“Why not ask Stark to provide you with one of his guards to send you home?”

You rolled your eyes. “For crying out loud, because I wanted you to walk me home Loki.”

“I beg your pardon?”

You chuckled yet again, unable to control your smile from forming at Loki’s unhinged face.

“Because my dude, you’re extremely intimidating. And no one’s gonna mess with me if you’re by my side.”

“You cannot be serious.” He replied. This is what he was reduced to. A scarecrow to ward off any ill intending individuals. While the notion of being intimidating tickled him good, this wasn’t what he exactly had in mind. Actually, he wondered how he wanted to present himself to you. You were certainly nice, so the implication of this would suggest you had another way of viewing him.

“I am serious.” You said, beginning to walk and Loki justly following. “You do all that cool magic stuff, summon your pointy things, it’s pretty threatening.”

“Pointy things.” He began to process the words, uncovering what the hell you exactly meant. “Wait...you mean my daggers?”

“Yeah! Those things!”

Norns. “As much as I resent my abilities being referred to as ‘cool magic’, I try not to display them out in the open as often. So don’t get your hopes up.”

“That’s a bummer.” You replied. “It’s always fun seeing you do that. I always try to get a view of when you’re doing it.”

A naturally silent man, Loki remained quiet, hands shoved into his coat pockets. His mind continued to make sense of your words to him. Again, your implication of his seidr suggested your observation of him while at the facility. In the broader sense, you had noticed him, and had watched him from afar, awed at his abilities. He knew you lingered a bit while he was there on occasion with his brother, but he swore it was solely because of Thor. His brother’s cockiness, while laughable, was backed by facts. The people of Earth loved him, and there would always be an admirer or two lurking around the corner for him.

He pondered if you had lurked around the corner to peek at him instead. The idea was charming.

“Sorry if that made a little uncomfortable.” You said, breaking him out of his trance. He sensed some guilt in your voice.

“No, that’s alright.” He said lowly. “I forget humans are naturally attracted to abilities like this. I didn’t take you for one of them.”

Loki didn’t notice the tinge of red forming on your cheeks. “I really liked that one thing you did a couple of weeks ago when you were talking with Thor. You waved your fingers kinda like this, ”  You mimicked him, wiggling your fingers over the palm of your other hand. “ And this really pretty blade appeared in your grip. That must come in handy, huh.”

He had conjured a dagger during an argument he had with Thor, to which Thor had promptly told him to put it away before someone got the wrong idea. Apparently him and his brother weren’t the only ones present in that area.

“How often do you observe me human?” He asked boldly. Your quick movement of cupping your hands in towards your chest said it all.

“Sorry, that’s really rude of me.” You said dejectedly, focusing on the ground below.

“Observation is a natural tendency for many individuals, myself included.” He mentioned, his voice smooth and calm. “Though my curiosity begs to know why you have eyes for me.”

You laughed nervously. “Can you read my mind or something?”

“I could. But it’s more satisfying when you have the other admit to it.” 

The air had suddenly felt colder, and the both of you fell quiet again, with only the sound of footsteps echoing the streets. Something lingered on Loki’s tongue, curious to see how you would react with him admitting he had developed a liking to you during these past months as well. You kept to yourself but you weren’t fully reserved like he was, making you fairly unnoticeable for a while. However, once you had spoken and demonstrated your inventiveness and mental sharpness, his attention quickly caught. You were welcoming when he was around, and you didn’t seem to make efforts to excuse yourself out of the room he was occupying. He found it foolish that a small tinge of kindness would bring him this far deep with a human.

A wet droplet of ice landed on your cheek, prompting you to stop and look upwards. Your mouth soon began agape and you reached out to halt and shake Loki’s arm.

“It’s snowing again.” You pointed out. Loki looked up along with you, catching sight of the white dust soon forming around the both of you. The snowflakes fell heavy, prickling coldness upon your already red face and cheeks. Your breath was visible in the air, excited at the spectacle.

“Are you...cold?” Loki asked, not sure what to do.

“No! But I do love this type of scenery.” You replied, continuing to gaze upwards welcoming any drops of ice to land on your skin.

The snowflakes continued to float around the air, not necessarily catching Loki’s interest. He followed some of them mindlessly, and then caught up them landing on you. You had appeared like a child with a toothy smile plastered on your face. Your eyes darted between flakes and shone brightly against the city lights. Your cheeks were reddened from the cold, a certain glow coming from around you.

He thought you looked stunning, as if you had fallen in love with the snow.

You quickly caught his fixed look at you and brought yourself back to the present. “I look stupid huh?”

He laughed quietly. “Not at all. You’re beautiful.”

Your eyes widened in horror and the smile quickly dropped. “What did you say?”

“You heard me. I am not repeating myself.” He said, a much smug smirk appearing on his face. “And no one will ever believe you.”

You scowled at him, absolutely upset at his arrogance. “That’s a little messed up don’t you think?”

“I am the God of Mischief and Chaos my dear, it is what I do.”

This was the first time Loki had used his moniker ever since New Asgard had formed over a year ago. His title, holding much importance and sentiment to him, was reserved after its long implications of dominance and control during the past decade. For a while, he had long forgotten the meaning of it, or what it suggested about his nature. For a long time it meant destruction and absolute chaos, leaving  a desolate trail of death and disappointment, something he had wanted to keep buried for years and years to come.

Now, after almost losing everything, he had used it on you, as a means to make you laugh.

After walking along a couple of more streets, you both arrived at your building, the snow continuing to glide along the soft wind.

“Thanks again Loki, I really do mean that.” You began, fiddling around for your keys.

He nodded, still fixated on your face and your expression. “Anytime.”

He noticed the hesitation in your hands, almost as if they wanted to reach out to him. As a master of observation, your body language had told him everything about what you intended to do. You bit your lips and your legs wobbled slightly. Your eyes  would flutter up at him, but then immediately look down in shame. Again, very charming for a human. At the same time, quite impulsive.

Needing to tip toe, you reached up towards Loki and planted a quick, meek kiss on his own thin lips. It was instant, and you lips brushed away too quickly for him to experience the feel of your skin on his own cold one. A jumble of words escaped your mouth and you quickly made your way inside your home, leaving Loki out in the cold. He traced his lips with his fingers, feeling a soft smile form slowly. He began to wonder if it wasn’t too much of a bad idea to continue teasing you as such.

[hurlumerlu]

The idea of this lineup as an adventuring party brings me a lot of joy so :

Percy de Rolo :

- would be just. extremely hyped by Jon’s whole deal. would try not to let it show too much, with varying degrees of success. I don’t think Jon would mind, and they’d probably be friends of the “judging people together” variety - would talk to Jon and Marion like “the three of us are clearly the adults of this group”. As far as Marion and Jon are concerned, only the two of them are the adults of this group. - would have fun being smooth with Marion, and I could see him getting along with Percy Jackson in a way that would be quite similar to his relationship with Keyleth. I have no idea how he’d interract with Molly but they could make good drinking buddies. - would hate Kaz, mostly because they would both try to be the smartest person in the room but when it comes to actual cleverness instead of, say, feats of engineering and academical knowledge, Kaz is actually smarter, and Percy would know that, and Kaz would be like “I know and you know and I know that you know I know and I’m enjoying it” just to fuck with him and it would be hilarious.

Kaz Brekker :

- you’d think he’d be a rogue but actually I think bard suits him more. multiclassing ? - would hate Percy de Rolo because Percy is a posh fucker who thinks he is soooo smart. Should actually win all of their arguments but Percy has legitimacy and an inbred capacity to make it  seems like everything he says is right and true and I do feel like that would unsettle Kaz ? I’m on team Brekker anyway. - would have fun being smooth with Marion, and would get along well with Percy Jackson but probably keep them at arms length at least at first. - (they would grow on him. you know they would.) - would actually get along with Molly, but not smoothly. I think they would both get each other extremely well and, at the same time, not get each other at all. - would be just. extremely freaked out by Jon’s whole deal. would try not to let it show too much, with varying degrees of success.

Percy Jackson :

- okay my knowledge of the Percy Jackson series is pretty sub-par. from the little I know I think paladin would suit him ? Man, this would be a pretty high charisma party. - would be very polite to Marion. He’d respect her judgement a lot, but also would be very protective. He’d call her mom at least once and would feel super guilty about it. - would get along with everyone because he seems like a sunshine boy you can’t hold a grudge against ? Idk I haven’t read enough of those books to be sure of that. - would try to do fun activities with Kaz ! Probably wouldn’t succeed. Alternatively Molly, Kaz and the other Percy would all feel like they’re corrupting him and think it’s very funny. Percy Jackson would be fully aware of it, and think it’s very funny too, but not for the same reasons. - would be extremely chill about Jon’s whole deal and think he’s a nice, awkward dude.

Mollymauk Tealeaf : - I think he would get along best with Marion and Kaz. He’d have deep respect for Marion, and think Kaz is actually very fun to hang around if you go past your first impression. - that said once he tried to do the “getting in your space to intimidate you” thing to Kaz and ended up with a knife to his throat so he... proceeds carefully now. - but they’re “don’t touch my past” buddies ! that’s something Molly can respect. - however he would casually hug Marion and both Percies a lot. Marion and Percy Jackson because that’s just his way of showing affection. Percy de Rolo because he was trying to annoy him but that’s how he discovered that Percy is soft to hugs and Molly is a giver. - would be even more freaked out by Jon’s whole deal and wouldn’t bother to hide it, but also wouldn’t dare to get too nasty because he’s genuinely scared shitless.

The Archivist :

- warlock ? could be a bard too but i won’t elaborate. - would, as always, feel extremely guilty that his powers make his compatriots uneasy... up until one of them pisses him off enough to use it. And then would feel guilty again. oops. - would feel secretely validated by Percy de Rolo’s enthusiasm. I really think they’d be very at ease around each other, and would rarely judge each other. - would like Molly, and feel extra bad that Molly doesn’t like him. would be very careful to give Kaz his space, but also would casually drop intel Kaz needs, because he’d feel like that kid needs support. - would be super protective of Percy Jackson in that very gruff way of his, the one that sounds like disaproval. You know. - I think Marion would just make him go ????? but not in a bad way. He would just have no idea how to interract with her.

Marion Lavorre :

- another bard, of course. - would 100% flirt with Jon for fun. He’d be flustered but not uncomfortable so she would see no reason to stop and it would make her feel better when things get too much for her. Also she really wouldn’t care about his deal. - Percy Jackson would be her favourite and she would always make sure that he stays in contact with his mom. - always for the diplomatic solution unless you hurt someone she cares about so what I’m saying is don’t touch the people in her party. - would enjoy being smooth with Kaz and de Rolo but mostly because of how much they enjoy it. - would also very much enjoy watching Molly try and fail to charm someone and then swoop in to get him out of trouble with her perfect charisma. - would always be the one saying “are you sure we should do this” anytime someone else in the team cooks up some higly illegal and zany scheme, but be secretely delighted. - the unofficial leader of the party, completely unaware of it.

[unseenthewriter]

CHAPTER 3: TRANSGRESSIONS

Chapter 3: 2865 Words

Fic Total: 8214 Words

Series Total: 8214 Words

"Hey, Dunc." I said softly after sliding the door to his room open.

"Jay you are soaking wet." Dunc said and shut his laptop.

"Yeah, I was taking a walk." I replied.

"When it's pouring out?" He questioned.

"It wasn't raining when I started the walk." I replied while rubbing the back of my neck.

Duncan took a moment to process that. "But it's been raining for almost 3 hours now…" He trailed off.

"Long walk." I said with my voice cracking a little.

"Man you do NOT treat your body well." Duncan sighed.

He's not wrong. I sat down in the chair near him. "Look I uh… need your advice on something but I have to explain a lot of stuff first." I said.

"I mean you've already told me you're trans and all. What bigger secret could you have? You don't have a crush on me do you?" He asked.

"What! No!" I instantly shot down. I do totally have a crush on Duncan but I'm not admitting that to anyone anytime soon. Not even myself.

Duncan squinted at me after that quick denial. "What is it then?" He asked.

I explained the situation with my Mom and finding out about House being my Father. Duncan listened intently the whole time.

Once I explained it all to Dunc he spoke up. "Right so your Mom died a few months ago and you ran off to Princeton to find your Father and you found him." He summed up.

"Basically?" I replied.

"What advice do you need then because if you're thinking about running back to Minnesota I would very much protest to that." Dunc said.

"No, it's not anything like that. I just… House doesn't know I'm Transgender." I stumbled over my words.

"Right. So your options here are. One you tell him and risk being thrown out because he might be transphobic. Or two not tell him. Try to keep it a secret and when he eventually finds out risk being thrown out because you lied to him or he's transphobic." Duncan said.

"Yeah, those are the options." I grumbled.

"You said that Wilson and House are together right?" Duncan asked. "Not surprised by that at all." He added softly.

"Yeah? I don't see why that really applies." I said.

"Look you and I both know Wilson is a nice guy. And if he's you know…" Dunc trailed off letting me fill in that blank. "He might know the best way to approach this."

I blinked. A third option. I mean no matter what I do Wilson would also find out eventually anyway. You all live together-

Woah Jay don't jump to that. This could all still be very much a temporary reprieve.

But this IS a pretty good option. A lot less… Scary than straight-up approaching House. And the not telling option is just a bad choice overall really. "God I'm so glad you're my friend Dunc." I sighed in relief.

"Hey. Just because you're the genius doesn't mean you're not an idiot at times." He joked.

"Hey! You better not be calling your science tutor an idiot!" I protested.

"I didn't say you were an idiot at science. We'd both be in trouble if that was the case." Dunc said.

I laughed at that. "Thanks again, Dunc. You're like my… Relationship Filter. You know how people work I don't."

"Hmmm, shame I suck at science. Maybe I'd be a good therapist." Duncan replied.

"I wouldn't rule it out, man. You got Jay Flynn as your science tutor." I said and flexed one of my arms.

"Dude you are even lankier than me and I'm the one with cancer." Duncan laughed.

"I work out the muscle that counts." I huffed.

"Even I know the brain isn't a muscle." Duncan said.

"See! I am a good tutor!" I replied.

"Hey! Don't you dare move away from me being right about something science wise and YOU being wrong." Dunc protested.

"What? Sorry, can't hear you over my newly inflated sense of self-worth!" I exclaimed while walking out the door.

"I'm texting you about this you ass!" Dunc yelled to me as I shut the door.

I walked off with a smile.

~~~

The weekend passed with me not being able to get up the nerve to come out of the closet to Wilson.

Duncan, of course, told me that he's keeping my copy of Elder Scrolls Oblivion hostage until I tell Wilson. I would've tried to take it back but he's out of the hospital for now.

Teachers have of course noticed that I've been VERY distracted all day. I'm just not even sure how to bring this up. My Mom just found my binder one day making the whole situation out of my hands but this? This is very much all on me.

"Jay! You don't normally volunteer on Mondays. I wasn't expecting you." Wilson said after I walked into his office.

I sat down in the chair in front of his desk. Just tell him, Jay. Just tell him.

"You okay? You look really pale." Wilson commented.

It's fine Jay. Wilson is a nice guy. Probably the nicest guy you've ever met. That's including your old gymnastics coach who would sneak you ice cream every meet.

"Look I uh-" I tried to say what I wanted but couldn't. The words were just getting caught in my throat. My brain just wanted me to run. Getaway from this confrontation.

"Did something happen?" Wilson asked.

I looked up at him. He concerned now. God, you are REALLY screwing this up. "N-No I just." I paused and took a breath. "I'm Transgender." I finished softly.

Wilson blinked. He clearly didn't expect this. "I forgot how awkward this all was." He finally said with a bit of a fond smile.

Ah, right it's because he's Gay or Bi or something. "I-I um. I don't know how to tell House I mean. LGB people can still be transphobic and even other trans people!" I rambled without really realizing what I was saying before it was said.

Wilson chuckled. "He'll be fine with it."

"How do you know?" I asked.

"I'm a Trans Man." Wilson said with a shrug and went back to paperwork.

My brain once again hit a wall at 100 miles per hour.

Wilson is trans? God he must be stealth and… who knows how long he's been on testosterone! I never even expected. Not even a tiny bit.

I let my brain reboot. "So how do I tell House?" I asked.

"Being direct with him." Wilson said.

Yeah, Wilson is probably right about that. House doesn't seem like the guy who would respond well to any sort of indirect approach. Unfortunately, I'm absolutely terrible at confrontation I mean… This conversation with Wilson could've been a lot better.

Wilson was eyeing me. "Does House scare you?" He asked suddenly.

"What! No! I just um…" I trailed off. Sure House is a little intimidating but that's fine. Lots of people who look intimidating aren't that intimidating when you get to know them. I'm not sure if that's the case with House but that's beside the point. I can deal with intimidating people. On a surface level at least. But when I have to go deeper… I don't open up very easily. Nothing quite like the betrayal of opening up to someone and they then proceed to take advantage of that. Sure that probably means I have trust issues or something but is it really an issue if it's to protect yourself? "I'm not good at this stuff." I finished.

Wilson looked at me with a "yeah no shit" face. "You're both bad at it." He responded.

This is going to be a train wreck.

~~~

“I swear to God Bill I’ve told you 100 times I don’t fucking know how to fix TV’s.” I cursed as I was fiddling with the TV in the Doctor’s Lounge.

A cute blond guy with an Australian accent walked up to me. “You stealing our TV?” He asked.

I quickly turned around on pointe. “No trying to fix it.” I said.

He looked me up and down clearly noticing my Princeton Prep uniform. “You seem a bit young to be working for IT.”

“I’m a volunteer.” I sighed and tapped my badge.

The Aussie Doctor took a quick glance at my badge. “Jay Flynn… You’re House’s kid right?” He asked.

I don’t think I’m going to get used to that question any time soon. “Yes.” I said.

“Ah well, I’m Dr. Chase I used to be one of his fellows before he fired me.” Chase said causally.

I blinked. He what? I mean if Chase is still working here it’s not like he did something really bad so either he did something to piss House off or there wasn’t a real good reason. “Uh sorry, I guess?” I said.

Chase blinked. “It’s not like it was your fault. You’re not that much like him are you?”

I sighed. “He didn’t exactly raise me you know.”

“Hmm, I guess.” Chase mumbled. “Need help?”

“Not really but you can hand me that screwdriver over there I’m going to open this sucker up.” I said.

“Sure thing.” Chase said and threw it at me.

I caught the screwdriver. “What’s an Aussie doing in the US anyway?” I asked as I opened up the TV.

“House.” He said simply and sat down on the couch.

Ah, I guess that makes sense. “Seems like a bit of an ass to work with.” I said.

“Can’t even imagine living with him.” Chase joked.

“You ask Wilson?” I said.

“He’s biased.” Chase said.

“And I’m not? He’s my Biological Father.” I said.

“Well, it’s not like you were raised by him.” Chase said quoting me.

“Ah touché.” I said pointing the screwdriver at him before setting it down. Hmm so someone straight-up just totally went into this TV and wrecked it nice. “I guess I am stealing the TV.” I joked.

~~~

The next couple of days were full of Dunc and Wilson trying to sike me up to tell House. With different methods of course. Wilson was more supportive and understanding. Trying to calm my anxiety. Duncan on the other hand…

"Dude please stop holding my Spider-Man cosplay hostage. You are going to disappoint so many kids this Halloween!" I protested over the phone.

"You only have yourself to blame. You've had this whole week. You tell him tonight and I'll make sure the cosplay will be at PPTH tomorrow yeah?" Dunc replied simply.

Yeah, different methods… The thing is that Duncan KNOWS his method works well on me. This is probably like the 6th time he's done something like this. Wilson's method doesn't hurt, of course.

So now I'm sitting in the chair across from House's desk waiting for him to come back to his office. The large tennis ball was not helping me out. I want to mess around with it SO bad but that's not polite Jay. Not polite. Instead, I'm rapidly bouncing my legs. My eyes closed trying to keep calm.

"Aren't you normally half deep in a bunch of wiring by now?" House said while limping into his office and sitting at the desk.

My eyes snapped open. "Bill didn't need any help today." That was because of Wilson. He made sure I wouldn't have anything to distract myself with today. "Seeing the kids tomorrow for Halloween." I added on.

House raised an eyebrow. "You dressing up?" He asked.

Planning on it. If Duncan keeps up his end of the deal.

"I have a nice Spider-Man cospl- costume. Being able to do flips and stuff really seals the deal." I rambled while subconsciously making the web shooter hands. House probably has already figured out how big of a nerd I am but I really don't want to confirm that by saying cosplay.

"Why are you here?" He asked.

I stared at the tennis ball. Just tell him, Jay. You already told Duncan and Wilson! You can do it again. "I'm Transgender." I said keeping my gaze on the tennis ball.

"I know." House said making my head snap to him.

"How? Did Wilson?" I asked.

"No. I looked you up." House said turning to his computer pulling something up.

It was an online article about 13-year-old me quitting gymnastics because of my gender identity. I was on track to be Olympics level so it caused a little bit of a fuss 3 years ago. I bit my lip while watching the video of one of my balance beam routines. "Right that." I mumbled.

"Why the name Jay?" He asked.

My face flushed at that. "M-Mom always called me Her Little Blue Jay growing up. My eyes and all." I replied.

"Little Blue Jay huh?" He said.

"DON'T call me that. Blue Jay is fine just not the uh… Little part." I snapped.

"You're only five feet tall." House pointed out.

That's not the point. I know I'm short as hell and I'm mostly fine with that. "It's not that." I muttered and walked out of House's office.

Definitely could've gone better.

~~~

"Shouldn't you be in New York?" A little boy asked.

"Well Ethan, even superheroes need vacations." I responded while the kid's Mom took a photo of the two of us.

It's pretty nice not having to smile for pictures. Wearing a mask and all.

"Shoot some webs!" A little girl exclaimed.

"All out of web fluid at the moment." I sighed while tapping the replica web-shooters. A white lie of course. I can't actually shoot webs. "It's a long trip from Queens to here."

"How are you getting back then?" The girl asked looking pretty concerned.

Ah, think fast Jay. I looked around and spotted Wilson leaning on the door frame. I moved over to the girl. "You see Dr. Wilson over there." I said while pointing at him.

Dr. Wilson smiled softly and waved at us. I'm still not over the fact that he found a cape this morning and thought that was good enough for a costume. I'll have to find something that works for Wilson later. House could easily just have a Pirate costume or something. I can’t have those two be lazy on my favorite holiday.

"Now Rosie he's a real superhero. Helping all you guys get better. He's also helping me out and getting me some more Web Fluid." I finished.

The little girl's eyes widened and then she nodded in understanding. I smiled even though no one could see. Kids are pretty great. Not sure if I'd ever want any of my own but they are great nonetheless.

A few flips, poses and, conversations later I bid my farewell by saying Green Goblin was nearby or something. I was now in the cafeteria (mask off) trying to regain at least some of the energy I just burned. Kids while great do wear you out. Wilson soon sat on the chair across from me as I nibbled on my fries.

"You were fantastic with the kids." He said.

I leaned back a little in the chair I was in. "Ah only for short stints." I downplayed. "Halloween is my favorite holiday making it quite a bit easier today." I said with a bit of a smirk.

"Really?" Wilson said.

I nodded. "Which means your 'costume' is very disappointing to me." I said pointing a fry at him.

"The cape really is quite enough for me." Wilson protested.

"Mmm, that's quitters talk." I muttered.

We sat in silence for a while before Wilson spoke up. "Noticed you and House don't seem to be talking."

Of course, he'd noticed that. "Nothing really just a minor uh… disagreement. I'm sure it will blow over soon." I mumbled staring at my now empty plate.

"Oh? Things don't exactly blow over with House." Wilson pressed.

"House asked me why I chose the name Jay." I stated.

Wilson just looked at me. Expecting more explanation clearly. I poked at my mask. "Told him that my Mom called me Her Little Blue Jay growing up. I'm fine with people calling me Blue Jay but only she could call me Little Blue Jay. House didn't seem to understand I guess." I explained.

"Your Mother called you that so you don't want anyone else to." Wilson pieced together.

I nodded. There was ONE other person who I used to let me call that but… No. They don't deserve even a second of my thoughts anymore.

"You miss her a lot hmm?" Wilson said after a while of me sitting there lost in thought.

"What? Yeah, of course, I-" I said but stopped myself. "It's fine though I'm fine." I finished.

I'm putting up walls of course. It's only for my own protection! If I open up to Wilson or House and this doesn't work out I don't know what I'd do.

Wilson sighed clearly a little annoyed that I won't open up to him. "I'm here if you need to talk." He said.

"I know." I said while putting the Spider-Man mask back on. "See ya." I said and walked off while giving Wilson double piece signs.

AN: Jeez this chapter is all over the place. Is Jay cosplaying as Spider-Man a not very subtle way of saying I love the Trans Spider-Man headcanons? Yes for sure. Next chapter has more plot I swear to God.

[goldenscript]

badboy!wooseok

meet jung wooseok, apparently music major extraordinaire with hella tats and a rep for being a badboy

but you personally know him at that lowkey annoying kid who’s Always falling asleep n coming in late in ur creative writing class

y’all met that first day when he wandered in and he just tapped ur shoulder mid-exercise to ask what was goin’ on n although u could’ve been a jerk n not said anything u threw the kid a bone n somehow his piece still surpassed everyone else’s a few days afterwards

ofc you get it. it’s college so being tired from classes and prolly work is what’s getting him but the little green monster on ur shoulder doesn’t relent bc this is where u learn time management and well

you see you love creative writing - you live, breathe, and think it a lot and it’s ur major so why wouldn’t u enjoy the one class that actually specializes in ur own interest???? and you work rlly gosh diddly darn to do it too bc writing really isn’t that easy

you’re one of those people that takes ages to get a piece out but bc this is a creative writing class you have weekly assignments and some pieces are hits n some are misses but u deal with it bc part of it is for the grade and another part of it is trying to get more experience in the field

anyway, unlike u, wooseok doesn’t seem to rlly try,,, that hard,,, or rlly,,, at,, all n that’s what ticks u off

ur the the kind of person who not just hates slackers, u abhor them n u suppose he tries rlly hard with his major since who wouldn’t??? but he doesn’t w/ urs n when ur teacher an english TA named Hui was talking to him abt writing before class he said it was soOoOOOo easy n u were p resolved to disliking the kid immediately

u just find ur seat near the back with the 30+ students n out of all the ppl to sit by,,,, he sits by u n u jst don’t try to think abt how much u dislike him n his dumb face tht’s starting to fall asleep AGAIN

but ok u sneak a small peek n u have to admit,,,, he’s actually pretty cute like u kno that he seemed p intimidating when u first saw him bc at first glance he’s this flippin’ hulking giant at like 6′2″ with tats up to his neck and sleeve u only get a peek of bc he’s enveloped in a huge jacket 99.9% of the time n he usually has furrowed brows n his lips pulled into a straight line unless he’s talking to hui or some other dude in his large ass group of friends bUT

the peaceful look on his face is different than those times n u kinda make a mental note of it even tho u most certainly are Not comparing his eyelashes to fluttering dark angel wings or his peaceful face to something akin to a statue in a museum

nope

no u r not

n- ok fine maybe a little 

bUT it was part of the warm up assignment to write a snippet of literally anything n he struck ur mind in that split moment n now ur back to aiming a well needed elbow to his side bc hui scanning the aisles for a potential victim to share their piece as he usually does n although u dislike wooseok ur not that spiteful

and right as hui picks on someone right beside u two, wooseok wakes up n looks at you with this really grateful n apologetic look tht u whisper the instructions to him bc gdi ur a good person

he may fall asleep n sometimes comes in late or not at all but u won’t let him fall behind so long as u can help it bc green monster aside ur conscience would hate u

anywayyyyy this particular day is only a little different bc it’s become one of those days where 6 PM is when the sun goes down and it’s pretty dark n not many students are on campus bc hello no one likes being on campus at night,,,,, save for the few kids who have like bio or math discussion then that’s a blessing bc campus rush hour is no joke n u once almost saw ur life flash before ur eyes bc of a bicyclist

u prepared for the coming of night bc ur residence hall isn’t that far off n most of ur friends are at their dorms or beelining across campus so it’s a solo job, n so u’ve estimated abt 20 minutes walking n 15 minutes speedwalking,,, 10 if u jog but ur plan is to speedwalk bc ur bag is heavy with books from ur other classes so no thnx

the moment ur released from class u start making a beeline out of there bc once ur out it’s a hell of a lot darker than u thought and apparently the streetlamps aren’t as bright as u hoped but regardless u try to trek thru the campus as best as u can n preferably near the convenience store since it’s usually open 24 hours and u’d have a place to run into in case someone tried attacking u

but well things kinda go according to plan but not really

u make it prolly halfway before u see this dude just loitering around by the benches near the dark buildings n u try to walk a little faster bc u r Not trying to deal with that tonight 

“hey where you goin’!” he says outta nowhere n u feel urself tense up just a bit

but ofc u look around hoping there’s someone else around n it isn’t just u but it is so u just nervously laugh, “oh yeah haha! just goin’ to the store y’know” bc the bright lights are just up ahead n if he lets u go then u can stay there n hopefully nag one of ur friends to come pick u up if he just doesn’t leave

n he’s just looking at u with feigned disappointment n goes “aw how ‘bout u just stay with me?” n he even dares coming closer

ofc ur ready to peel out of there but another part of u is pretty freakin’ scared bc oFC something just had to happen the first night n ur literal worst fear no less

you just shake ur head like “o no! my roommate’s waiting for me up ahead, y’know so i better get going,,,,,” n you’re already walking a little past him when he just takes a few steps and starts walking alongside u

“aw c’mon!!!! i can show u a real fun time hun. forget ur roommate”

“but-”

“i’m asking nicely, babe don’t make me repeat myself”

the nickname sets u off ur sure n ur just abt ready to tell him off with a glare and everything bc Who Does He Think He Is????? “look dude, i’m not ur babe-”

and then another voice joins right as he’s abt to step towards u n u recognize that husky, just woken up voice anywhere as he says, “take a hint. leave”

you actually look up at surprise bc wooseok gently tugs on ur wrist and puts himself between u and the creepy dude

u suppose the sight of wooseok is enough to scare him off bc right as the creep is abt to tell him off he catches one sight of wooseok and his eyes go so wide he just peels outs bc the look on his face is just screaming: “nope no way noooooooooooooo heck n o“

wooseok's so sweet like "are u ok???" bc unbeknownst to u, u’ve actually been shaking since that guy got so close and u can only manage a small nod but his features are a devoid of that furrowed brows and deep scowl with that dude

in fact his eyes are so soft under the orange lighting and he actually looks really worried bc ur fists are balled n u can’t seem to stop shaking so he goes “c’mon i’ll get u something to warm u up” n u just nod bc as scared as u were u actually feel a lot safer with wooseok there

like he even places his really large black denim jacket over ur shoulders n u feel urself shiver a lot less

so he takes u to the convenience store u were trying to make it to n it turns out his friend yanan works there

yanan’s a really handsome boy with a cast on his arm and his eyes seem to light up at the sight of u and wooseok but he doesn’t say a word bc of the look on ur face n the one on woo’s but he does flash u a friendly smile bc u look like u need it

wooseok gets the two of free hot cocoa n he tells yanan that he’ll pay him back for the drinks n that he’ll be back after he takes u to ur dorm n yanan says something like “i’ll add it onto ur tab” before u two go n wooseok’s reaction is a lil’ stiff n that has u like ??? but u don’t press bc u just want to go to ur dorm and shower and just not think abt what happened

although u aren’t talking, wooseok’s actually trying to make an effort and talk to u. mostly abt little things n he even gives u an analysis of the rlly rlly confusing piece u guys had to do n when he started mentioning what the blue curtains meant u couldn’t help but laugh bc it was silly n it didn’t really mean anything but u can tell he’s trying to make the mood much lighter n he breaks out into this shy smile n goes

“so that what it took to get u to smile huh?” 

n u don’t say anything but a thank u bc the half-empty hot cocoa in hand n the walk back to ur dorm makes u feel better times infinity

he kinda just nods n says “yeah,,,, anytime u need someone to walk home with, i gotchu” n u want to tell him that it’s ok but he looks really serious as he says it so decide to nod

“really, thank you wooseok” you tell him right as ur in front of ur building n he just nods a little awkwardly which is still pretty endearing on him even tho it’s not quite what u expected of this supposed badboy

n he’s like “o well, um,, here.” and just grabs a pen from his bag n grabs a hold of ur free hand n scrawl his number on it n says “the next time y’know u need an escort,,, u can,,, erm,,, call or,, text me,,,” before he’s kinda really red in the face and stumbles his way back to the convenience store

when u get inside n the hot cocoa all’s done n gone n ur scrubbed clean of the day’s grime, u just kinda reflect to urself n decide that wooseok really isn’t that bad after all like u don’t see him as that annoying kid quite so much

now u see that he’s more or less tired from helping at that store n his analysis of the reading was pretty spot on n u just,,, well,, u feel warm and safe at the thought of him

even as u stare at his number still kinda decorated on ur skin, u can’t help but smile at his rosy cheeks

the following day u,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,do not text wooseok

mostly of out fear bc u have no flipping clue what to say so when u see him in class on thursday he actually looks a little pouty w/ hui until he sees u walk in n u actually take a seat by his bag (tho u reason that it’s bc u usually sit there anyway)

as promised he walks u to ur dorm after class n u two actually talk together this time n it becomes a tradition to do that every tuesday and thursday

u begin to see more to him than he lets on in all that time like how he really adores his jacket bc his grandma bought it for him or how he actually plays the guitar and the drums bc at first he thought they were just cool but then he saw his fave band live n wanted to be like them (fun fact: it was cnblue) and the violin like he was good enough to win a prize and everything!

u also see how horribly misrepresented he is bc u hear from a few ppl how he’s no good, he’s a liar, n he’s eaten a live duck once n all that ridiculous stuff but u kno the truth bc he’s actually very truthful n bright n it actually makes u a lil mad that people would talk abt him like that

even more so when u hear some people talk abt how reckless he is n u tell him abt it bc you think he deserves to kno that there are bad things going on abt him but he kinda,,, just,,, brushes it off which leave u very ?? bc that is not the boy you’ve gotten to know n it’s certainly not the one that saved u either n u say so

n he actually looks like he wants to say something but he hesistates so u say “look whatever u did or do, you can tell me wooseok. i’m not gonna think differently of u. i know you’re a good guy”

he just sighs and says “but i’m really not,,, like i’m reckless and no good like that said,,,,”

but you’re absolutely certain that he is dead wrong n so are they so you just tell him to tell u why they’re saying those things n he admits to u that the reason why his friend yanan has an arm cast is bc of him

they had been sneaking into old abandoned buildings as hang out spots just cuz there were tons of unused places in the city n this particular one was near a construction place tht had patrols come by from time to time n this wasn’t any different but the boys didn’t know esp wooseok since he was the one who chose the spot and reassured everyone that it would be fine so when patrols came n they had to peel out everyone mostly made it except yanan who slipped and fell by the nearby construction 

woo ran back over to help him out n they were mostly safe from the cops but the fall yanan made his arm bend funny so they had to take a hospital trip and ever since then wooseok has felt like crap and has been doing his best to make it up to his friend thru helping at the store n getting him to class even if it means he misses a few of his own bc it’s his fault n everyone else knows it

ofc u feel bad bc wooseok looks so dejected abt it n the only comfort u can offer him as his friend is ur support and ur reassurance that even tho he caused that to happen it doesn’t make him a bad person at all so u feel really frustrated n he notices,,, even looks at u in surprise like ???

“w-what’s wrong? why are you upset?”

so u quickly say like “!!! bc ur so kind wooseok! i know u keep saying ur a bad guy n those rumors ppl say r tru but u are so so so so unbelievably kind and sweet and even if no one else likes u then just know that i do ok????????” 

while he’s just in shock, you continue with reddened cheeks and a resolve not to stop, “p-plus, there’s no need to be so harsh on yourself! so what if u skip class -actually not a so what you should definitely go to class pls ur paying to be here- but what i mean is that things like skipping or looking scary doesn’t mean ur a bad guy n no matter what people say i think you’re a good guy and and and your friends do too and i wish u could see that! i wish i could show u somehow and god i don’t know i just--”

and ok you look so adorable mid-spiel and flustered and even though ur attempts to articulate are beginning to fall short, wooseok can’t help but go thru with his impulses like always and just,,, kiss u before he pulls back ready to apologize but you pull him back in and u just kiss him ok 

bc in all that time u spent together and in ur own upset, u realized u really really really flippin’ liked this boy and there was no other way you’d be this worked up over just anybody n with his lips against urs u just feel ur heart going even !!!!!!!!!! louder than ever 

you pull back n say with a small smile “if u ever need reassurance then y’know,,,, i’m happy to give that to u ok?” 

and he just has this goofy grin on his lips like “is this how you’ll reassure me?” and u nod and he just,,, pulls u into his arms n u both fall back onto ur bed just kinda looking at each other in this really soft light bc tbh he’s always had a crush on u since the start of ur class n some of those things like falling asleep and saying writing was easy was just his way of trying to get ur attention n to think he really did in the way he did makes him very happy esp knowing that u feel safe with him

and with you, finally coming to terms with the cold, hard truth that u indeed liked him too is nice bc the warmth and safety of his arms and being able to offer support and some sort of protection to him is all u ever really wanted to do - it happened so slowly and gradually but u have no regrets at all

also, lemme just say that the nine other boys in wooseok’s life absolutely adore u as they all kinda race to meet u bc you’re really all he ever talks abt next to yongwa n they find the two of u super adorable!!! 

it’s actually an easy transition for the two of u to go from friends to s/o’s too bc you two have always been pretty touchy-feely in a really casual way and now you both have even more excuses to hang out and work on stories together or sometimes u go to his dorm just to hear him play his guitar even as yuto’s trying to study for his compsci test or how jinho n hongseok invite u to dinner with the group just so everyone else can watch u and wooseok be really adorable n really just being together is just,,, so nice?? 

like as friends u always had urges to reach out and hold his hand or kiss his cheek or even hug him really tight and now u can do those things! and even he would have moments where he just wanted to give u lots of back hugs and spinning hugs and just hugs and forehead kisses but he couldn’t so moving on from friendship and being able to do intimate gestures became a rlly fun pastime for you two!

and now whenever u hear anyone whispering abt wooseok or giving you funny looks, you actually throw a few responses at them in his defense and sometimes he has to drag u away bc u can get awfully scary when you’re mad and he just calms you with his tight hugs and he’ll get hot cocoa with u and you two will just walk beneath the stars n it’s just,,, 

it’s nice being able to feel safe with your s/o and that’s what makes the two of you very content bc no matter what you’re each other’s rocks <3

[aurimeanswind]

The ExtraLife 2017 Write Up

I’ve been in a pretty terrible mood all day.

It took me a while to realize why. To realize I didn’t want to talk to anyone. To realize I was being short with folks.

Part of it is definitely I feel quite sick. My throat hurts, my body aches, and I feel a bit awful across the board. Also my house is a mess and I need to deal with it. I’m also just endlessly tired still since I haven’t slept well since Friday night (but boy did I sleep real good on the most important night of the last week).

But it’s that depression. That post-event depression that I’ve definitely seen and experienced before. But not like this. Never this bad before.

I had the supreme honor of hosting ExtraLife 2017 for Irrational Passions in my very home, where all of my very best friends from across the internet actually flew from their respectives states, and in Ally Mushka’s case, respective country, to sit in my far-too-crowded home and to not only spend time with me, but to physically exhaust themselves for the sake of entertainment and charity. For some reason, when I asked, they answered. They showed up.

Part of this weekend was frustrating because of the twelve or so people that told me I should be proud of what I’ve built, or be proud in general, and to take a minute to look around and enjoy what you’ve built and brought together. I don’t mean frustrating insofar as I disagree, or even that I was already doing it, it just, never felt like that to me? It was never about that for me. Writing the review was never about the views, it wasn’t even totally about using it as a stepping stone to get to the next thing, it was about sharing something special. About having an emotion, or an experience, personified and delivered.

ExtraLife was never about bragging about what I made, it was about living life and sharing it with the people I cared about the most. And boy do I sound dumb, or pretentious, or on some high horse here, but those who know me, specifically those who attended ExtraLife I’m sure, know I’m being as sincere as I can muster when I say it.

Thank you. For the kind words of how proud I should be of this. I am. I’m humbled. I’m beyond honored, beyond thankful. But past all of that, I’m grateful. Grateful to be a part of all of your lives. Grateful that you’d even spend time on someone who genuinely spends most of his time alone, playing video games, and writing in his basement, like a living stereotype.

It’s difficult to put into words how low your self-esteem is sometimes, and it’s a bummer to hear and say at times but it’s also a part of me. But it’s very difficult for me to feel in any way special. Even in a weekend where I felt so eye-of-the-storm-y as this last one, it’s still hard for me. But I’m trying. Trying to appreciate what I helped make.

I love people. Above that, I love good people, and I always try and be the good guy at the end of the day. It’s silly, at times, and it makes me a goody-two shoes and a try hard way too much of the time, but it is, to some extent, sincere. Mostly. Sure I do it for the cookie points sometimes just like everyone else, but I mean it.

I, much like all of us, am a reflection of the incredible people I surround myself with and bring together. Bringing people together and seeing the friendships blossom and flourish is two parts for me: one part incredibly satisfying because you help share the love you have for that person with someone else, and another part selfishly depressing because you know that this new bond you helped engineer is different than the one you have already established, and you will never have that different bond, only the one you’ve already made, and you endlessly and selfishly crave all the types of friendship, and love, and closeness that you’ve seemingly auctioned off to everyone else, while still trying to balance what you already have and appreciate it, and not take it for granted, and be good, and follow that good path.

(Whoa nelly that’s a very deep look into the inner recesses of my mind and thought processes real quick.)

I want all of you to be proud too, because without you, there would be nothing built. There’d be no result. You all took a shot on me and tried to go along with something fun and cool, and because of you, there is now something special in the world. A new event that happened, that occurred, that you got to be a part of, and no matter what I did to bring it together, you got to make it happen. You got to view it. You got to take part in whatever small portion of it there was.

Now I’m a little pissed because Roger Pokorny went and did what I was going to do and made a nice thank you list of special messages to wonderful people so I hope he forgives me for doing the same, but I swear I had this idea since earlier today. It was private, and for us, but here is my rendition, for the world to see on my dumb blog.

Jazz.

Man, what did I tell you? You’d have a great time and make great friends and everyone would love you.

Nailed it.

Got ‘eeeeem.

Yup.

Finally everyone else gets to see why I fucking adore you so much. Why you’re maybe my favorite person in the world. I’m really fucking bad at making and having platonic female friendships, and yours is so damn important to me and to maintain, and I’m so thankful I have you. Moreover, I’m glad a little slice of the world gets to see why I am legitimately the luckiest human in the world to have you, for some wild reason, consider me your best friend. To know how lucky I’ve been to have you in my life these last three years.

Cheers, J.

Ally.

Like I said, platonic female relationships are a big problem with me, and especially when it’s with someone who is just endlessly driven and brilliant and intimidating. But you also take the time to listen to my silly opinions and hear me out. You even were cool with flying from Canada in a last-minute trip to stay at my house for a rawkus party. You must be crazy, and I’d almost think so, if you weren’t so damn brilliant.

A true professional and an asset to any living person’s life. Seeing your blossom a friendship with Jazz this weekend is maybe the greatest accomplishment of my entire career.

Joey.

Shoutout to the female friends.

Joey, you’re so joyous, and fun, and happy, and sweet, and caring, and funny, I can’t believe you wanted to come to this thing in the first place. You’re insane for fitting it into your schedule, but I’m so happy you did, because sharing the madness with you was a supreme honor. You just make me comfortable and happy and smile. I adore you, and your ability to drink, be merry, and make friends is a skill that inspires me and everything I do.

Please. Keep killing it.

Gen.

I’m glad I finally got to feel like I got to know you this weekend. You jokingly suggested you would cook for everyone when I had dinner with you and Greg back in June, and yet, instead of just living up to the line, you blew it out of the water. You acted as a real Most Valuable Player and fed a bunch of picky, mushroom-hating nerds like us. Not only that, but you kept things light and moving, and held a great and simple conversation with me in my kitchen at 10:30 in the evening, after standing on your feet all day, like a real fucking trooper.

You’re an inspiration, and getting to see a cook as incredible as you in my kitchen was an honor in itself.

Greg.

You know I’m a sap. You know you’re the reason I write about games today. You know becoming your friend has been maybe the biggest honor in my upcoming as a nobody games-writer.

And I know you’re probably sick of hearing it hahaha. But I fucking love you dude.

I hope you asked Andy Serkis that dumb question I told you to ask (but not really it’s super NSFW, or NSFAS (Not Safe for Andy Serkis).

Thinking about you flying from San Francisco to Maryland with your wife just to hangout in my house and play games with a no-name like me is crazy. You’re crazy dude. And I love it.

Also, your unending energy and enthusiasm for everything kept me going so hard. Just having you was such an inspiration I simply had to step up my hosting game. You kept me strong and charging forward, like always.

Portillo.

Why’d you scare my cat dude?

Troll.

You’re a one man production team and you should be unendingly proud of yourself. I put you through all the hell I could this weekend, and instead of wincing and screaming, you took a deep breath and did incredible problem solving and barely broke a sweat.

Well, actually we sweat a lot because it was very warm in my house from all the bodies.

But I am so unendingly thankful for your production talent. You killed it.

John.

You’re so funny. I’m so glad I got to see you bond with all these new kids and make so many friends. People love you and your charm and your ease of putting a non-sequitur into literally every sentence that leaves your mouth. You did incredible.

Tony.

I give you a lot of shit, and some of it rightfully so, but you know I fucking love you. You know you took up the torch and fucking owned it when Troll had to get some sleep this weekend. You know you are a rock under pressure and did great, and made the bits work, and helped us all have fun.

Scott.

Fuck dude. Seeing you grow and change from Episode 1 to Episode 353 has been incredible. You’re the funniest person on Irrational Passions Podcast and no one even knows it. This was your weekend to shine, and I fucking love you man. You killed it.

Nabeshin.

No words of thank you will be enough to accurately surmise how much you were my rock this weekend. You held me up and anytime you saw me cracking you stepped in and took a little load off. You’re literally incredible, and a walking superhero, and you know it, and you’ll never talk about it as much as I never will talk anything positive about myself. I love you man.

Andrew.

My Colombian meatball. I adore you and your quietness, and I fucking hate you too because you’re so funny and have so many incredible things to say but are too content sitting quietly in the corner and having a good time. But you’re so great. Thank you for coming, for making it happen, and for being cool with us playing Africa for you 1000 times (AKA the best song ever).

Jarrett & Jacob

My double-entenjays. My sweet boys. My grown ass adults. The two of you together are like an actual, ltieral dream team of hilarity and fun. The two of you are two parts real, and two parts incredible laughter, just rolled up into the most fun duo a party could ever ask for. I love you two, but moreover, I love that the two of you keep hanging out with me, for some fucking reason, because you’re two of the best and tallest, and most beautiful dudes in the world, inside and out.

Fuck.

How did I get so lucky to have the two of you come on to Irrational Passions?

Logan & Jurge

Once again:

Fuck.

How did I get so lucky to have the two of you come on to Irrational Passions?

Jurge is a walking stressball of incredible talent, and took more off my shoulders this weekend than almost anyone else just with his sheer willingness to do social media stuff. Logan taking the chair and helping keep the party alive, and most of all, the positivity alive always was incredible. The two of you are so much more talented than me, and I know the minute the two of you actually realize it, you’ll be off to the races.

It seems counterintuitive to my master plan of world domination, but I’m endlessly excited for that day to come.

Justin.

I know I didn’t get to spend as much time with you this weekend as I have at previous ExtraLifes, and I’m sorry. I did a bad job in that regard. I wanna do better. But I’m glad you got to be a part of the the incredible group of people I’ve built around me as a protection against my dumb inner thoughts that hate myself. You’re positive, and love shit I don’t love, and we got to talk about The Evil Within 2, and I’m sorry I don’t like it as much as you, but I swear I like it.

Cameron.

You’re like a walking parody of the esoteric bullshit I have pouring out of me at all times in every facet. You appreciate everything so much that you make ME feel bad that I’m not appreciating everything as much as I could, and this post is up to 2247 words!

That’s fucking skill.

I love you dude, and you’re a loving guy who gets way to angry about superhero movies. What if they all suck? Man, that’d be a bummer if that were true.

Tell shorter stories, and keep hugging people. You’re so good at both, you’re making us all look bad.

Trevor.

We call you the dad a lot but you’re just out here caring about all of us so much, that’s all. There is a generosity and inquisitiveness in you that is pretty much unparalleled by most of us plebeians. We’re just trying and failing to show you up.

You went with every bit and had a good time this week, and finally shaved your damn head. It was great. I miss your locks.

You’re a great human with an even greater heart, and even though you go hard in on everyone (and boy do you look like you do too now) you’re just trying to cover up what a loving sap you are. I know it. You know it. Let’s just never talk about it ;)

Roger.

Hey fuck you Roger. Not for any particular reason, just because you apologize too much. And call me a racist too much. I fucking love you so much. I’ve never really known what it’s like to have a little brother, but you’re a surreal balance of mentor, friend, brother, and lit-420-69-bro.

You do need to choose your words better sometimes, because I think you use lit too much. Oh, and you apologize too much. Like me. I’ll never give you too hard a time on it though because I’m the same way.

In fact, I’m sorry you think I’m actually being mean to you sometimes when I’m just trying to get a good joke in. Around you, it’s really hard, because being funny when you’re in the room is almost impossible. You’re too good. Too funny. Too talented.

Keep it up. Just don’t keep talking to losers like me for too long, I’ll only bring you down.

And goddamn I will bring you down with me if ever I fucking can you talented motherfucker.

And last but not least.

Alex.

Yeah, you.

And I know this is going to be weird for everyone else to see you write some weird positive-encouragement shit to yourself, but it’s also definitely been weird for everyone to have all this sappy shit you’ve been writing about them posted so that like, everyone else can see, and all the other people who attended ExtraLife can see, and— well... Anyway.

You killed it. You know you did. It was lit. Remember that part when Danny O’Dwyer showed up and you didn’t have a panic attack? It was rad. He said you did a good job. The Irish never lie dude.

Oh and when you did an impromptu interview with him and Greg Miller in your kitchen after and during ExtraLife respectively? Yeah that was fucking cool too. And you know it was cool because everyone suddenly just showed up and got quiet and just watched you. And you had like an ego-boner the whole time but you’ll never tell. <_<

I know you feel bad because you gave Jazz a bad promo at the end, didn’t thank Troll AT ALL for producing, and didn’t thank your cohosts at all, like some fucking asshole. But like, in your defense, you were legit very tired.

You hosted your ass off. You Jeff Gerstmann’d, Greg Miller’d, Danny O’Dwyer’d, and most of all, Ryan Davis’d your fucking ass off.

Pat on the back. It was lit.

___

That’s all I got.

I fucking love you all. I miss you all. I’m so so so so lucky to have you all. Thank you for giving me the time of day. Don’t you dare ever let me take any of you for granted. You’re incredible, and all only deserve the best.

GG y’all.

Keep it real.

[hooryayy]

TWO YEARS TO THE DAY LATER and I am finally ready to share the story of when I fangirled hard enough to Edward James Olmos that he gave me a free autographed photo of him and Mary McDonnell

So this might get a tad longish, so I’ll be under a cut, but here is a brief summary: a Trump supporter pissed me off so much that despite me being high as heck on adderall, I had to go talk to EJO

In July 2015 I got my then romantic partner and his roommate to watch BSG with me so when I found out EJO was going to be at San Jose Comic Con in August, it only took a little bit of pestering to get them on board.

It was a 2-day convention and my always broke ass had to work late Friday night so we were only going to make it for half of the first day. Saturday morning rolls around and the boys are tripping out because our usual drug guy fell through. It was kind of a ritual for us to pick up some uppers anytime we went out of town, and tbh we were all heavily drug dependent back in those days SO you bet we took 2 extra hours to pop in and out of the city to pick up.

Finally dosed and got on our way, hit the usual weekend bay area traffic and arrived to the con at 3pm. We walked in and the line to meet this guy stretched wall to wall and I was immediately intimidated and tried to walk back out lmao. An announcement was made that they were ending for the day at 4, so I felt a lot less pressured to overcome my anxiety yet. Spent that hour in Star Trek collectors heaven though..

Rest of the eve/night we spent doing things GROWN ASS ADULTS shouldn’t be doing like sneaking into mini-golf and climbing trees with bottles of Jack and hot-boxing our hotel room while watching the series finale of Hannibal...

OK so Sunday. This was my day. We were having breakfast at the Red Robin in Morgan Hill with all the white families that just got done with church, the three of us doubled-down on 60 extended (okay this is a pretty big dose) and I’m starting to get anxious again (with or without the drugs it wouldn’t have mattered) like “I’m not/I can’t meet this guy, I don’t know how to approach him or even what to say blah blah blah” and the boys are getting mad at me because I talked about this for weeks (and planned what i wanted to say) and I’m being lame and I’ll be fine..

We show up to day 2, 12pm.. and literally no one is in line and now I am hella freaking the fuck out because literally it is only me that is stopping this from happening. My friend immediately walks up and shakes his hand and chats for a second and comes back and says the obvious that he is a nice dude, and I am like frozen, second hand embarrassment even though nothing bad happened. But my scared ass walks to the exact opposite corner of the building to slowly browse and psyche myself up for this.

so I got sucked in to this guy’s 90s scifi trading card collection, specifically the x-files binders lol and then he starts to make small talk and stuff, he asks what I study. OK I studied Political Science and Religious Studies, and it LITERALLY does not matter which answer I give it always starts something. but I choose the easier one and say politics.. and hooo boy

This fucker just goes off on me, saying shit like how stupid and lazy my generation is and that we don’t work hard, are entitled and have no idea how the real world works (the usual propaganda), and if we did we would be thinking about voting for Trump in the 2016 election (mind you this was VERY early on where Trump was still considered a joke even to the republicans)

Remember I am HIGH AS Shit. I am 2000% extra aware of and feeling the aggressive and hateful energy coursing through my veins from this interaction. Now Im sure he said other things I don’t remember because all I could do is focus on my breathing as to not get manipulated into whatever space this guy was trying to create but I heard a break in his rant, looked up, smiled and said “Thanks for sharing your collection with me” and dipped for the back exit to smoke 18 cigarettes.

Here is where I am letting myself get fucking pissed off, pacing and chain smoking. Neither of the boys are answering their phones. Then I realized how badass I was just then, and proud of myseelf for spiritually blocking out a nazi (again this is before they identified as such and punching them was a thing). I was like if I can handle this asshole, I can go meet Edward James Fucking Olmos no. problem.

I march back in and go straight to his table but then I took a detour to sit in a white folding chair about 20 feet away for 25 minutes first. Eventually one of his security dudes comes up to me and is like “Are you waiting for an autograph?” and I’m like “no, but I do want to talk to him for a minute if that is possible”

The guy asks for my name and we walk up to EJO together and he goes “This is Amy. She would like to talk with you.” And now I am realizing that everyone here is trying to gauge how severe my social handicap is.. but he puts out his hand to shake

“Hi, I am Ed.” I shook his hand!!

“I’m Amy. I just had the most awful interaction with a Trump supporter here so Im a little put off. He kept telling me how stupid me and my generation are and it makes me very grateful that you are a humanist and philanthropist. I’d recently watched the UN Panel and you talked about the invention of race as a tool for genocide and it means so much to me that you would use your voice and influence on that platform to address these kinds of things...”

and I trail off cuz Im about to ramble and shit and I noticed how he was just taking everything I said very seriously, like wasn’t expecting any of that at all. HE pauses and looks back up at me and says how special that panel was to him, that he’ll never do something as important again in his life. Then he asks me where I go to school and what I study, so I tell him and he is impressed with all the creds. Asks me if I am planning on going into politics.

“Not in the public sense. I want to do policy research targeting intersections of poverty, race, and education” And I swear to god his eyes snap up so fast to meet mine, like he is in admiral mode here and I am captivated. Straight in the eyes to me he goes

“We need you. All of us needs you up there doing that, fighting for that, for us. I have a feeling we are about to enter some tough times. I can tell you are special and it takes special people to make things happen”

I said thank you but I am about to burst into tears. I mean we all know this but let me reinforce it.. Ed is such an intense human and I had all 100% of this guy in my presence, overwhelmingly so, and I am mostly shook because he literally had no obligation to say anything. This guy fucking met me 5 minutes ago but he is ready to say that, and I sense he isn’t the kind of guy to just say shit. Also I AM STILL VERY HIGH lets not forget

So I change the subject because that other stuff is getting too intense for me, and I switch over to BSG lol and I ask him about Adama’s tendency to punish himself physically when he feels he has played some role in pain or negativity coming into his loved ones’ lives. He talks particularly about Adama’s alcoholism in season 4 and how he approached it as a combo of punishment and escapism (which let me tell you is..accurate). He finishes up his answer and all of a sudden I fucking blurt out for some ungodly fucking reason

“I love you and Mary, you are so cute together, I hope to meet her too”

Mortified. I am overstepping boundaries. I am dying inside and I can’t believe I got 3 thoughts out before I stopped.

He smiles and giggles and grabs this pic to sign for me for freeee and says “I hope you will too”

Amy- all of my love to you.

Like is that something he would normally sign for someone? Is that something anyone would sign to a random fan?

Anyways he gave it to me, I said thanks and I literally ran out of the convention clutching this picture to my chest and sat down against the building and started crying of the ultimate level embarrassment I could personally possibly be on. My boys find me and laugh at me and I cried the whole way home.

I still get major embarrassment even today just thinking about this interaction, no matter how well it turned out and how much of an impact EJO had on me.

Feels good to finally share my story in its entirety!! Thanks for reading

[thirstyfortom]

Hiiii, can you do a headcanon with the rfa and mc on their wedding night? Thank you!

Heya! Hope you like it! ^^

RFA on wedding night

Zen

He’san actor, he knows how to stay calm before a big debut

Butno musical he ever started made him feel that nervous. He feels like sweating,but he can’t sweat or it will ruin his make-up.

Henoticed Seven and Jumin whispering about something looking concerned, what werethose two up to?

Theymanaged to distract him, but Yoosung entered the room. “Seven, did you alreadydelete the photo of MC? Oh, Zen! I didn’t know you would be here…” “Usually,the broom room is reserved for the broom, Yoosung.” Jumin explained calmly, butit was very perceptive that he wasn’t pleased.

“Whatare you talking about? What photo of MC?” Zen got back to his nervous state. “Idon’t think is worthy trying to hide from him anymore, some paparazzi took aphoto of MC in her bride dress.” “But don’t worry, I’m already on it, Zen,there’s nothing to worry ab…”

“What’swrong with these people? Seriously, they have absolutely no respect orconsideration for such a sacred moment! MC doesn’t deserve this!” Zen ignoredSeven and kept on yelling about boundaries and the difference between publicand private, then he stopped when he heard a sweet voice coming from outsidethe room, through the door.

“Zen?Are you ok, honey?” it was you. Oh god! He was yelling that loud that you heardfrom your room? “I-I’m okay, babe. Do-don’t worry…” “Zen, you’re a great actor,but you know I can tell when you’re lying, right?”

Hetook a deep breath. “I’m sorry, MC. I’m just pissed at the press! They can’t dothat to you! If they can’t respect me, they should at least respect the womanof my life!” “Zen, it’s fine…” “No, it’s not fine, MC! Will it be like thisforever? Every step we take is going to be followed around by these vultures?I… what if I can handle this?”

“Zen…I’m coming in!” “No, no, you can’t! It’s bad luck, babe!” “Bad luck would beyou not seeing what everybody already saw, it’s okay… our love is stronger thanany silly superstition…”

Youcame in and took Zen’s breath away, did he die and went to heaven? You looked likean angel… “Babe… you… you are…” you giggled and cupped his face with your hand.“You don’t have to handle anything by yourself from now on, Hyun. I’ll be herefor you, no matter what, okay? Let them talk, everything will be ok as long aswe’re together.”

Allhis anger from before was fading away, he was still amazed about your power ofmaking everything that was wrong just… disappear. “So, I have a surprise foryou” you told him “There’s something nobody saw it yet, you’ll be the firstone…”

 “Oh,let’s… let’s give them some privacy, guys…” Seven said blushing and movingJumin and Yoosung out of the room, you rolled your eyes. “It’s nothing naughty!I just… wanted to show you my vows…” “Oh, babe, you don’t have to!” “No, justread it! I… memorized this, so maybe it’ll feel different when you actuallyhear me there?”

Itactually felt different when you were in the aisle, professing your love forhim, the words were the same, but seeing you say it, your eyes tearing up, wasa whole new experience. And in that moment, among all those flashes from allthose cameras and all those people, all he could see was you, and it would belike that from now on.

Yoosung

Hewas unrecognizable, everybody was expecting a sweaty stuttering mess, he wasjust sitting there, quiet… staring at the wall.

“There’ssomething really wrong, dude!” Seven stated. “What are you talking about? Helooks great!” Zen shrugged.

“Hey,Yoosung? Do you want anything? Some water, breathmints, a roofie?” Yoosungdidn’t answer to Seven’s teasing… Yeah, this was bad.

“Yoosung?Are you okay, dude?” Zen asked, now noticing what Seven was talking about. Zenand Seven looked at each other, they had no idea what to do.

Sevenwent looking for you, he knocked at the door, Jaehee answered. “Hey… huh, tryto be discreet, but… Yoosung is being really weird right now…” “If he’spanicking, just talk to him, he’ll be fine.” “No, that’s the problem, he’s… notpanicking, he’s just… there.” “What do you mean?” Jaehee went out of thebedroom.

“Seven?Is that you? Is something wrong, Jaehee?” you were standing next to the door,oh god… “Talk! Is something wrong with Yoosung?”

“We’re…not sure… “ “So… what is it? Did he run away?” “WHAT? NO! I mean… Zen couldstop him if he tried, right?” Oh my god…

“Ishould go and check him.” “MC, I don’t think that’s a good idea…” Jaehee warnedyou. “Seven, is he not saying anything? Looking like he’s spacing out?” “Yeah…”“See? I know my future husband and I know how to deal with him.”

Youwent to his room, it was worse than you thought, he looked like he had beenplaying LOLOL for 36 hours non-stop, but he didn’t play LOLOL for a while now.

“Yoosung?Are you okay, honey?” you came close to him carefully. “Tell me if there’ssomething wrong, and if I can help  you.”

Hefinally looked at you! You looked like a fairy! He could not believe it wasreal, you were real1 And you were going to get married to someone like him?“That’s exactly what’s wrong, MC.”

“What?”“Us…” “Yoosung…” “No, I’m serious! Look at you, coming to comfort me because I keepgetting pathetic in front of you… what if I’ll never be able to comfort you? Tohelp you? To protect you? It will feel like you’re my older sister, exactlylike it was with…”

 Youhold his hand sweetly. “Yoosung, do you love me?” “Of course, MC!” “You love meas much as you did that time when you got into Mint Eye?” “I love you evenmore, MC!”

“Well,didn’t you do everything to protect me back then? You’ve been acting like myguardian angel way before we decided to get married, Yoosung. It’s not a pair ofrings or… saying vows and signing a document, it’s about us being able to relyon each other. And I rely on you so much, I look at your eye like this and Iremember why I can rely on you that much, my Yoosung…”

Bothof you were tearing a little. “I’m gonna be… the happiest man on Earth, right?”“It depends only on you.”

Andwhen he saw you coming towards him in the aisle. He knew: yep, he wasdefinitely the happiest man on Earth.

Jaehee

Bothof you were anxious, she was better at hiding it.

Youhad breakfast together in complete silence, it felt like you two had to keepyour feelings to yourselves right now and let everything out later in thataisle.

 Youdecided to come separated to the hotel where the wedding was going to happen.That way, you would actually miss each other.

You came first, Yoosung and Zen were alreadywaiting for you to help you with whatever you needed. Jaehee would be hereanytime soon.

Buttime was ticking, and you didn’t hear from hear. You asked the hotel staff, shehaven’t arrived yet.

Youcalled her. “Jaehee, is everything okay, honey?” “MC, I’m sorry, I’m stuck ontraffic, there was an accident and…”

“ANACCIDENT? OH MY GOD! ARE YOU OKAY? OH, I KNEW WE SHOULD HAVE COME TOGETHER!WHAT WAS I THINKING? ARE YOU HURT? WHICH HOSPITAL  ARE YOU AT?”

“MC,calm down! You didn’t let me finish! There was an accident on the road and nowit’s intermitted, I might stay stuck here for a while…” you sighed in relief,but you quickly tensed up when you actually understood the trouble you were in.

“Whatdo we do now, Jaehee? Oh, this is all my fault!” “MC, it’s not your fault, stoppanicking, please! You’re making me nervous too.” “I’m sorry, love, I’m so sosorry, I… can’t help myself! I… I’m so afraid everything will go wrong! I can’tlive with myself if something goes wrong between us, Jaehee, I can’t!”

“MC…I’m scared too, but it’s that good fear, you know what I mean? Like that one wefelt when we opened the café, it’s not really a fear, it’s just…”

 “Anticipation”you completed her sentence and you both giggled. “It’s just… I treated you socoldly this morning, Jaehee, I’m so sorry.” “It’s okay, I did the same thing,we’re just trying to make the best out of it, but the best is when we act likewe normally do, right? Maybe that’s our first lesson for when we get married…”

“Yes…I wonder when that will be…” “Be patient, I’ll be there as soon as you realize,MC!”

 Andthen something clicked in your mind. “Zen, can you do me a favor?”

Ridinga bike on a dress was the most uncomfortable and craziest thing she’s everdone, but she was in a hurry as much as you were. She couldn’t wait anymorebeing away from you on such an important day…

Whenshe got there, she barely had time to get her helmet off, you were all overher, hugging her tightly and kissing her face. “I’m so happy to see you, there’s so much I want to say to you now,Jaehee, I…” she put a finger on your lips. “I’m here, I’m safe, you lookwonderful, and I wish to hear what you have to say when you read your vows tome. Everything will be fine, my love.”

Andboth of you said everything that was stuck on your throats since that awkwardmorning. Fortunately, mornings like that one would be soon replaced by thesweetest and romantic ones.

Jumin

Washe nervous? Nobody could tell. But he’d been checking his tie and adjusting hiscufflinks  each 10 seconds

Sevenand Yoosung were talking a lot, Jumin couldn’t hear them, he was only thinkingof you. How perfect you would look coming down the aisle, how amazing it wouldbe your first dance as a married couple, how sweet would be the first momentyou two would be alone… calm down, Jumin, you’re getting ahead of yourself!Maybe you shold check your tie again.

Hisfather entered the room, Seven and Yoosung immediately excused themselves,truth be told, Mr. Chairman could be as intimidating as his son sometimes.

“Ishould tell you how proud I am of you, son. Seeing you so happy about sharingyour life with a significant other is something I only hoped for you, and itactually happened. And she is a wonderful lady…”

“She’sreally marvelous.” “Yes, I regret I ever doubted her intentions. If I knewbetter, I wouldn’t have convinced her to sign a pre-nup…” “You did what?”

“Well,I was worried about after that Sarah and Glam situation, and I thought shemight be another gold digger, so I talked to her and she agreed on signing it.I should have known that moment when she didn’t even hesitate, she really lovesyou.”

“Yes,shocking, isn’t it? My own father didn’t think I could actually make someonefall in love with me for who I am, unbelievable…” “Son, it’s nothing likethis…”

“Seriously,you really think talking to her behind my back because you were doubting herwas a good idea? And why would she even agree to this? I…” “Son, calm down…”

“Yes,I will as soon as I talk to her. Excuse me, father.” Jumin entered in your roomwithout previous warning, you tried to cover the dress, scared. “Ju-Jumin? Whatare you doing here?”

“Don’tneed to cover yourself, love. I already saw the dress, remember? We weretogether when the designer sketched. Although seeing you like this is aheavenly vision, indeed…” you felt his eyes a little distant.

“Jumin,are you okay?” “Why didn’t you tell me you signed a pre-nup?” “Oh, this is… Ithought your father wouldn’t say a thing, I just… was trying to make a goodimpression for him…”

“Youdon’t have to worry about what my father thinks, MC. You’re getting marriedwith me! I’ll be the one to protect you, and I need you to have financialstability if something ever happens to me…” “Jumin, don’t even say a thing likethat…”

“I’msorry, but we have to be realistic here. If something ever happens to me, Ican’t leave you without nothing, MC. This is much more serious and importantthan causing an impression on my father.” “I… I’m sorry, Jumin, I didn’t wantto make you get mad or…”

 “Iwould never get mad at you.” He rushed to hold your hands. “I think it’sadorable you want to please my father, but from now on, we should make acommitment of discussing matters like that.” He felt himself calming down justby holding your warm soft hands. “Yes, I promise, Jumin…”

Andyou really did, as you repeated that in your vows. He didn’t regret seeing youbefore the marriage, it didn’t really make a difference in the end, sincelooking at you like that felt like he was seeing you for the very first time.

Saeyoung

Nobodycould bare him! He was getting snappy and rude to everybody, including hisbrother.

Saeranexcused himself before he could punch him. Imagine a black eye on a day likethis, MC would kill them both.

Buthe had to do something, and he knew you were the only one who could actuallymake Saeyoung go back to his normal stupid self.

“He’sbeing an ass, MC!” “Oh, I’m sure he’s just nervous, Saeran, give him time.”“Well, how much time do you have before getting on the aisle?” he had a point…

“Okay,I’ll talk to him…” you sighed and went to him, you knocked at the door.“Saeyoung? What’s going on?”

 “Ican’t believe he called you! I told him I was fine! Ugh… just… go get ready,MC!” “Don’t tell me what to do like this, Saeyoung, I already said I don’t likeit!”

“Well,I’m sorry if I’m actually worried about the wedding schedule, but if you wantto waste time, be my guest!” oh no he didn’t!

Youstormed out inside of his room. He looked at you surprised, you looked like youjust stepped out of a fairy-tale… a very angry princess was coming towards him,oh crap!

“Listen,you prick! You can’t treat me or anybody who cares about you like this justbecause you’re nervous, you heard me? You think I’m not nervous too? That I’mnot anxious about sharing my whole life with you? I’m freaking terrified,Saeyoung! But I swallowed my fears, put a smile on my face and just startedthinking about how amazing it will be being with the person I most love in thewhole universe. So I suggest you do the same and stop being an asshole! Was Iclear?”

Hiseyes were widened, you sounded so… sexy! And you were absolutely right!  “Was I clear, Saeyoung?” “Crystal clear…”

“Good…so apologize to your brother and, fix your tie!” he fixed it so fast you feltlike giggling, but you had to keep it serious “Hey, MC?” “Yes, Saeyoung?” “Youlook stunning!” “Yeah, thanks… “ you blushed and he grinned.

 “I’mreally sorry, MC. I still have a long way to go about controlling my anxiety,but I know you will always be there to sensually scold me like you did jusnow…” “ I wasn’t trying to be sensual, but ok…” “No,I… promise I’ll be the bestfor you, MC! I’ll never let a wet towel on the bed and I’ll always put down thetoilet seat and… I’ll do my best to only show you my best side, because youdeserve the best, after all…” “Thanks for saying that, but I hope these aren’tyour vows, I don’t really want to hear about toilet seats in front of thepriest, Saeyoung…” you two laughed.

Andhis vows actually weren’t nothing like that, it was so sweet and honest thatyou cried. He promised himself if he would ever make you cry again, it couldonly be tears of joy like this.

You can see Saeran and V here~