#anyway i can't stop thinking about them and this song 😭

[polinsated]

i be fallin'–you're my moonlight

[napoftustar]

my best friend came to me said “one of our friends wanted to know/try out kpop and while others were sending blackpink, exo, bts songs i sent her txt!!! i’m the best, right???” HAHAHSGQGSHFJFJEJKDMQHF and i was like “proud of you lil soldier” hahsbdnwjqkdjxdmwkkf

[wonsroyalty]

it's okay, i'm okay : ̗̀➛이희승

i don't want him anyway, girl, take him..

✧heeseung x f!reader

genre/warnings: 3.8k, i don’t want to give too much away :0 but angst, relationship, cheating, shouting, sex, fighting, mentions of wishing death. this in no way shape or form represents heeseung, it's purely fictional! italics are flashback scenes!!!

a/n: i’m obsessed with this song omg + i listened to white ferrari (it’s my cry song 😕) at one point while writing this so theres a few references AND i was listening to the new tyler album so if it’s not sad enough it’s because i was so excited 😭😭 ooo and the favourite song choice is from those playlists that enha made at the start of the romance untold era 🔥🔥 for @sofsofenso my no.1 fan, mwah 😽 i hope you like it !!

masterlist

"I. Love. You. So. Fucking. Much." he kissed you between each word.

Your chest was heavy as you held his weight on your stomach but you managed to laugh at his actions.

"We'll be together forever right?" you held your pinky out.

"Forever and ever!" he crossed his own with yours.

Heeseung Lee wasn’t dead but you truly wished he was.

Your naive 11-year-old heart truly believed that you'd be with him forever. He was your first everything.

You were that cheesy couple in the group that everyone believed would get married and have kids and stay together till you were old and grey.

Too bad, considering your luck was always terrible and you had attracted the devil's spawn.

The fleeting moments of you sneaking him into your room, the lingering touches you shared and the overall thought of his existence skated around the interior of your brain.

You desperately wanted to get rid of them but they brought a sense of comfort that only he could fill.

flashback!-

"I think you might be my soulmate.." he trailed off.

"Hee!" you scolded him. "Wait until after we meet your parents."

You smoothed down your black skirt, checking your outfit in the mirror one last time.

He helped you into his red leather jacket before pulling you into his embrace.

"Heeseung!"

"Okay, okay baby." he pulled away. "Let me get a picture before we go,"

The flash of his polaroid camera captured your smitten expression as he kissed your cheek.

His parents loved you, they claimed that their son had a glow around him whenever he was with you.

"Oh my, sorry. I can't focus when I look into your eyes, pretty." Heeseung whispered.

You lightly hit his chest. "I was telling you to look at this."

"Wait, new lockscreen and it's still me!" he got up and did a little dance.

"Yeah, but that not what I- "

He picked you up and twirled you around before attacking you with tickles.

"Stop, stop!"

"Tell me how much you love me and I'll stop." he cackled.

"I love you, so much, Hee." you collapsed onto his bed in a fit of giggles.

He flopped down next to you and pulled you into his chest.

"You really are my soulmate."

What a bunch of crap.

"Yn.. don't look but she's.. over there." Winter glared in the direction of the girl who was partly responsible for the end of your relationship.

flashback!-

Keeho rested an arm around your shoulder as he showed you around the party.

"You're so drunk already." You laughed at him. “Again.”

It was common for Keeho to get heavily drunk at pre’s and every time he said he would stop but just didn’t follow through.

"AM not." he pouted.

The two of you walked over to your friends.

"Where's your man?" Sungchan laughed behind his cup.

"We're not always together." you grumbled.

His comment did make you curious though as you had both made your way to the party separately.

Your grandfather was sick and you wanted to visit him in the hospital before making your way to Keeho's 19th, so you had told Heeseung he could meet you whenever he got there.

Chenle told you that he'd seen him in the kitchen earlier so they all followed you there.

"Heeseung! What the fuck!" you shouted.

Yunjin was pressed up against your boyfriend who had a hand in her hair. They were about an inch away from kissing but judging by the gloss on his lips, you could tell that they already had.

He gently pushed her away with a laugh.

"Baby, hey." he waved to your friends too.

"What is your problem?!"

You pushed him away as he got closer to you.

He grabbed your arm and pulled you out of the kitchen.

"Guys.." Winter called after you.

His feet stopped once you were inside a bathroom.

"I've never seen you that mad before, pretty." he laughed.

"Let me out."

"No way... you're actually jealous."

Your jaw dropped.

"I'm not jealous, I'm breaking up with you."

"No, you're not." His face dropped. “Your emotions are high right now because your grandfather is sick. Don’t let that cloud your judgement.”

All you could do was look away because you believed his words.

"Come on, let's talk about this." he attempted to kiss you.

"Get off! You've clearly kissed someone else tonight and you expect me to want to stay with you despite you cheating."

This wasn't even the first time you'd caught him “cheating” on you.

He laughed in your face.

"This isn't Yunjin's lip combo." he joked.

"Well, it's someone's isn't it?" you frowned.

"So, you're gonna throw away 9 years because you don't trust me?" he calmed down.

Spolier! He'd convinced you to stay with him once again!

You remember the disappointed looks from all of your friends when you walked out with his arm around you.

They weren’t the only people who began to warn you about Heeseung.

Every new person you’d interacted with told you that he was bad news but you reassured them that he was just getting used to university.

He seemed to switch as soon as you’d gotten to uni, badmouthing you to his friends, staying out late, missing dates, ignoring you and each time you’d take him back.

You even took him back when you walked into the lunch area and caught him kissing your seat-mate from Politics.

Your best friends didn’t speak to you for a week after that one.

But you’d become desensitised to the feeling you got when you’d catch him. Taking him back immediately saved you from having to argue with him and you were tired.

Tired from the stress of your degree and having to deal with Heeseung.

Everywhere you went, you received looks of pity. No one envied you for being in a relationship with Heeseung, they all felt sorry for you.

You continued to defend him and every time he’d act out and chip off a piece of your heart, leaving you embarrassed and scared.

“Hee is my soulmate.” you reiterated.

Heeseung was all you ever wanted.

He was all you’d ever known.

Hee was your first everything.

Letting him go, would be losing a part of yourself and you weren’t quite sure if you were capable of doing that yet.

But four months later at the same house you'd been pushed to your limit.

flashback!-

“Great to see that you aren’t as drunk as last time.” Chenle poked at Keeho.

“I’m on lookout, Jiung smashed my dining room table last time.” He rolled his eyes.

“Yn!” someone turned you around.

“Hey, Yunjin.” you all sighed.

“Where’s Heeseung?” she pouted.

You really didn’t know and you were tired of people asking you that.

“I don’t know, go find him if you want.” you shrugged.

You had every reason to be mad at him.

It was your 10-year anniversary and you hadn’t done anything to celebrate together.

The party was his idea of “having a fun anniversary”.

“Yunjin, don’t come over to kill the vibe.” Sungchan groaned.

“Fine.” she grumbled.

On her way past you, she pretended to trip in order to dump her drink down your front.

“Shit.” you ran off to a bathroom in order to get the ice out of your bra, not even stopping to hear Winter scold Yunjin.

Most of them were locked so you opted for the one in Keeho’s bedroom.

On the verge of tears, you attempted to calm yourself down and get a shirt from his walk in wardrobe.

You threw on a jersey that matched with your jeans and were on your way out when someone came into the main area of the room.

“Finally, I’ve been looking for you for ages.” a girl giggled.

‘What is Yunjin doing here?’

“Well, I’m a busy man.”

‘Heeseung?! What kind of a sick joke was this?’

“Ugh don’t remind me. I asked Yn where you were and she literally said she didn’t care.”

‘I didn’t say that??’

“What?” Heeseung sounded confused.

“Enough about her, I’m right here. And we have all the time in the world.”

You could hear her kiss him.

The same lips that had spent countless hours pressed against your own.

The same lips that spoke promises of fulfilment and expressed their gratitude towards you.

The same lips that whispered words of encouragement when it was just the two of you, late at night while you gave yourself to him.

You felt disgusted.

Heeseung Lee wasn’t dead, but you truly wished he was. You wanted him to suffer an unspeakable fate for hurting you but every time you thought of him, you couldn’t bear the thought of having to live without him.

The remaining fragments of your heart fell into the palm of your hand. There was nothing to fight for anymore.

You should’ve moved long before the moans reached your ear but you were frozen in shock.

‘Is this what people warned me of.’ you panicked. ‘I should’ve never let it get this far.”

Your feet didn’t wait and moved involuntarily as you gave away your hiding spot.

You needed to see it for yourself.

The tears that you’d been holding in for months fell down your cheeks.

“I can’t do this- not today.”

Pushing past them you ran downstairs and out the doors, attracting the attention of your friends.

“Yn? What, wait!” Heeseung shouted, running after you as he slipped his clothes back on.

He grabbed your arm pulling you back into his embrace.

You shoved him away violently this time.

“Baby, I’m sorry.”

“You can’t keep saying you’re sorry and then acting out and embarrassing me every. single. time. I’m fed up Heeseung, I am done with you for good. The pain I feel just from loving you is a burden that I shouldn’t have to face anymore. I love you so much, Hee- Heeseung.” You cried as you pushed him away again. “I care so much, but it’s clear that my best just wasn’t enough for you. I’m sure that- that in another life we’d be happy.. but in this one I just don’t think that’s possible.”

“Yn, no. I’ll fix this.. I’ll fix us and I- I’ll change my ways. Just- please.” he trembled. “I wanted- I want to spend my life with you.. I can’t lose you. You can’t leave me. You’re all I’ve ever known.”

“Well that’s not true,” you sobbed. “I don’t trust you anymore.”

“Baby, why.” he grabbed your hands. “Why don’t you trust me anymore? What do I have to do to get you to trust me again.. I’ll do anything for you. I love you..”

You could see your friends in your peripheral vision watching in concern. Waiting to intervene.

“Can I ask you something?” you stared him in the eye. “I need you to answer honestly.”

“Anything!” he pleaded, tears running down his face. “Ask me anything.”

“Why did you do it time after time?” you watched him deny his acts.

“Sieun told me. You were with Yunjin, Aya, Kate. You even tried it on my Winter and she’s my best friend, Mia, Yeji, Aeri.. I can’t.” The tears fell again.

“None of them compare to you.. Baby, please don’t leave.” he tried getting closer to you. “When I look at you all I see is my soulmate. I care for you still and I will, forever.”

“Well, I look at you… and I see nothing.”

For once, he didn’t even try to fight back.

The rest of the night was a blur.

Sungchan punched him and Winter took you home as you cried for days to come.

You waited by the phone for a text or even a call with an apology but days passed then weeks which turned into months.

There was an odd sense of comfort in knowing that he knew he was in the wrong but all you wanted to do was have him hold you and tell you that everything would be alright.

Yunjin waited for her coffee to be made as she looked down at her phone.

"I.. You know what.. I don't care." you leaned back in your chair.

You didn’t know if she was still dating him, and you didn’t want to.

Chenle gasped.

"Are you being real right now?" He pressed. "This is new territory."

You nodded.

Winter suddenly began to look uncomfortable.

"Coming.. over.. here." she muttered out.

"Yn!" Yunjin screeched. “You’re going to Keeho’s party tonight right?”

“Yeah.. Surprised that you are too, you know.”

She pointed at herself confused.

“I didn’t know you were friends with Keeho.” you pointed.

“Oh, I’m not. I’m someone’s plus one.” she looked away bashfully.

“That’s not a problem.” you shrugged it off. “We’re all there to get wasted anyway.”

She mistook your lack of anger as friendship.

“Well, hope I see you later.” she waved, taking off as her order was called up.

“I don’t.” Chenle groaned.

You looked at the time on your phone.

“Cute lockscreen.” Winter giggled.

It was a picture of you, her, Chenle, Sungchan and Keeho on holiday together.

That was the summer after you and Heeseung broke up.

flashback!-

“It is so hot here.” Winter fanned herself.

“That’s because you’re stood out on the balcony.” Sungchan laughed.

Everyone else lounged around your hotel room.

You were still a mess.

They were trying to distract you from anything and everything and while you appreciated the thought, you just wanted Heeseung back.

Your phone was connected to Keeho’s speaker, blasting some songs that you weren’t paying attention to.

A familiar intro snapped you out of your trance and you immediately reached for your phone.

“No- No, Yn give me that.” Chenle snatched the phone out of your hands.

You’d pressed onto Heeseung’s contact and were in the process of typing out ‘I miss you…’

You remembered what Heeseung told you the first time. “Sincerity is scary by the 1975. Whenever I hear the song, I think of you.” he shrugged. “I guess that’s why it’s my favourite.”

All it took was one song, his favourite song, and you fell back into the rhythm that they were trying to get you out of.

“Come on.” Keeho smiled as he helped you up. “Let’s go out, it’s not every day that you get to be in Hawaii!

Now two years had passed.

You were in the final year of your Bachelor’s degree, with employment lined up for you to work under a United Nations representative as you studied for your Masters.

Winter was going off to Paris to work as a designer for a luxury brand, Chenle was already earning 6 figures as an accountant while studying, Keeho and Sungchan were both planning a gap year before going into business and engineering respectively.

Your best friends, all going their separate ways. You couldn’t bear the thought.

You loved them like no other and having to deal with life’s problems alone didn’t seem too great.

Together you’d created a calendar to show whenever someone was free and had planned several group holidays to come.

Spending winter in Paris with Winter, spring break in the Philippines with Keeho and Sungchan and several mini trips in summer with Chenle.

“Cheers!” Keeho shouted.

“What are we cheering to?” you laughed.

“Us… duh!”

You’d all settled on the conservatory sofa, away from the noise and people at the party.

“We have 5 months left, don’t get sappy.” Sungchan smiled.

“Well if you think about it, it’ll be over in no time.” Winter looked deep in thought. “We’ve been friends for 19 years now and those flew by.”

19 years..

It didn’t take long for you all to realise that you really didn’t have a lot of time left in your bubble.

Having to face the real world without your found family was difficult.

“I don’t want to leave you guys.” Chenle cried into your side as you all hugged each other.

“Please don’t be a stranger guys,” Keeho sobbed. “Weekly group facetime calls, weekend trips..”

“I want postcards.” you wailed. “From your world trip.”

“You’ll all get them.” Sungchan bawled.

“Remember in nursery when- when Chenle started that paint fight and we all got scolded by the teacher.” Winter laughed with a sniffle.

Laughter broke out across the group.

You had the picture on your childhood bedroom wall. The four-year-old versions of yourselves covered head to toe and looking guilty.

Time really does fly by.

“I love you guys.”

The moment was cut short when Jiung stumbled into the room.

“Hey!”

“Not me!”

Chenle dove out of the way and you ended up covered in Jiung’s drink.

“Why does everyone put ice in their drinks!” you wined. “I’m going to steal a shirt, Keeho.”

You left the group as they arranged a ride home for Jiung and looked for a change of clothes in Keeho’s wardrobe.

Slipping a shirt on, you left his room but realised you’d wanted to use the bathroom.

There was another down the hall anyway.

You were in the process of washing your hands when you noticed the song seeping through the gap under the door.

“Sincerity is scary by the 1975.”

But you didn’t have an urge to text him.

The door flung open.

‘Why!’ you groaned.

“Ba- Yn..” he tilted his head. “You look better.”

“Please leave, Heeseung.”

You hated how he looked even better.

“Why are you looking at me like that..” you whined.

You hated how your whole being shut down as soon as you were close to him. The past two years went out of the window.

“Like what?” he whispered.

“You know we can’t..” you trailed off.

He took several steps closer to you and you hesitated to breathe.

“We’re not doing anything.” his eyes were very much focused on your lips.

Winter’s voice rang out in your head.

“Don’t tell the guys.. but if you ever end up in the same place as him, I think you should get closure. It’ll help you move on.”

You let him kiss you.

When he pulled away you brought him back, kissing his lips with a hunger you’d never had before.

He pulled you up by the waist and placed you on the bathroom counter, fingers immediately making their way under your skirt.

“Are you sure?” he asked.

“One last time.” you confirmed before kissing him again with even more passion.

“Fuck, you’re so wet.” he pulled down your underwear and began to lap at your cunt.

Your hands grasped at his now red hair, as your head fell back against the mirror with a gasp.

He knew you like the back of his hand and you were ashamed to reach your climax so fast as he worked your insides with precision and memory.

“Fuck.. Hee- Heeseung, I’m gonna cum.” you moaned out.

“Cum for me, pretty. You did so well,” he praised as he rubbed your clit.

The nickname and intensity of your orgasm did a number on you.

You felt lightheaded as he kissed you breathlessly before reaching into his pocket to pull out a condom.

‘Thank God, he got the message. One last time.’ you thought. It felt too intimate to let him fuck you raw.

Your fingers made light work of discarding his belt and jeans so you could pull his boxers down teasingly slowly.

“Baby, please..” he whined.

You slid off the counter and onto your knees, immediately taking him into your mouth.

Your muscles moved like clockwork, memory working overtime as you pushed his buttons the way he always loved.

“Not yet..” he whimpered.

He pulled your head off his dick and helped you stand up then bent you over the counter.

You watched in the mirror as he rolled the condom on and then rubbed his length on the slick of your release.

“Heeseung,” you whined as he nudged your clit with his tip.

“All in one?” he asked you.

You nodded.

He sheathed himself into you in one go.

Feeling as though you could cum then and there, you slumped onto the surface in front of you.

Heeseung grabbed your hair and forced you to watch him in the mirror.

Once you made eye contact, you became fully aware of the situation you were in.

You cried out as he slapped your ass before slamming into you from behind.

The moans leaving your lips and whines leaving his would be heard by everyone if the music wasn’t so loud.

He knew exactly what to do and you didn’t even have to tell him what pace to go at, he remembered.

“Hee! Right there.” you cried out. “R- Right there.”

“I’m so close.” he cried. “Shit..”

“Me too.” you held your hand out.

Heeseung grabbed your outstretched hand as you came together.

Silence overcame you both as he threw the condom into the bin and helped clean you up.

He tried to kiss you again.

You looked away.

It was clear that he had just cried but so had you.

The tension and emotion you had for each other was too strong.

“I’m sorry.” he croaked out. “I’m so sorry.”

Your arms pulled him into your embrace.

“It’s okay.”

He pulled back slightly and kissed you again.

This time it was light and if you weren’t paying attention, it would’ve felt as though he was never there.

You wiped his tears away before your own.

“Do you ever think about what life would be like for us, if things were different..?” he asked.

Someone burst into the room.

“You bitch!” Yunjin shouted at you.

It wasn’t hard to assume that you’d just had sex with the smell lingering in the room and the mirror fogged up.

“Huh?” you looked at Heeseung to explain.

“Wait, Yn- ”

You laughed in pain.

“You’ve got to be fucking kidding me.”

You’d just helped him do what broke your heart in the first place.

Instead of sadness or anger you just felt done.

“We were just talking.” you lied.

You weren’t covering for him. You knew that he needed the closure as much as you did but ultimately you were trying to save your own skin.

Yunjin looked furious.

“You can have him.” she seethed. “I should’ve known that he’d never get over you. But I didn’t think that you’d try to get at him.”

“Girl, take him. He’s yours.” you put your hands up, signalling that you were finished with whatever was going on. “I had him in the first place, I don’t want him anymore.”

You felt bad talking about Heeseung like he was an object while he was right in front of you but you pushed that aside.

“No-!” she frowned.

“I don’t want him anyway,” you turned to leave. “Girl take him.”

Yunjin didn’t even try to fight it.

She seemed shocked that you’d given up so easily.

“Heeseung,” you started. “To answer your question, I did. But I learned not to expect much from you.”

Heeseung Lee wasn’t dead, but you no longer cared enough to wish he was.

THE END.

[returnofeternity]

any headcanons for nat with a tmasc reader? :]

she likes to steal your clothes all the time (⁠^⁠^⁠) you barely have any clothes left in your dresser cause they're all shoved in hers or tucked somewhere in that pile of clothes on the bedroom floor. she chooses to wear your shirt when waking up the morning after, sometimes even your boxers. she wears your sweaters when it's cold. she uses your ripped up shirts when you help her bleach her hair again 😒

you're jealous of her voice ;-; or maybe that's just me...but she reassures you so much when you get voice dysphoria :( she gets sad when you go mute sometimes because of how bad it gets. she's kissing your cheek, rubbing your back, and knows just the right words to cheer you up. helps you voice train if you want to, or just helps you get more comfortable with your voice. always mentions how sexy she thinks it is. begs you to keep talking but if you're genuinely uncomfortable, she stops and apologizes... likes kissing your adams apple too :) if you don't have one, she likes kissing your throat and hearing/feeling you hum.

calls you a pussy for almost passing out at your monthly blood work appointments (if you hate them just as much as me) after you come out and tell her how nervous you were, but was right there in the waiting room, rubbing your arm and putting her hand on your bouncing leg to try and calm your nerves. never makes fun of you (at least not too much..) if you want her to go in with you because you feel calm and safe with her there.

nat giving you cool haircuts 😁 she has such good style that you trust her to give you a haircut. makes sure to tell you how handsome you are and kisses you until you believe it. you love when she has her hands in your hair/on your face guiding you where to look so she can cut, and she likes touching you in general ! :)

scrawny lil nat with buff or even chubby tmasc reader.... she's got some muscle, but barely. she loves the size diff tbh. loves how beefy you are and loves that tummy. she loves post-shot times where either she or you inject the T into your stomach and then loves to rest her head on your bellayyy. she loves how she can squeeze your thighs and arms and belly and cheeks and everything. also loves being carried.

singer!reader whose singing voice changes drastically on T and nat who fucking loves it. you were able to do high notes but now you can't really do them without your voice cracking... goddd she lives for your voice. starts geeking and giggling to herself when she catches you singing. requests her favorite songs always....... asks you to sing her to sleep or sing to calm her down when she's having bad days :(

nat who does ur makeup :) making your face more masculine with tutorials she found online, getting distracted by how handsome you are, and messing it up with her kisses... or if you like wearing makeup, she likes sitting in your lap and doing it. nat who always forgets to put blush on your cheeks because you're constantly red while she's holding your face so gently anyway 😭

nat who starts arguments with anyone who looks at your trans pins weirdly. if they look at you weirdly, let alone say anything, may god not have mercy on their soul... she will get into fights for you. she doesn't take that shit lightly at all. idkk. just thinking about talks with her about staying stealthy after she almost got arrested one day for assaulting someone (deserved) who was being weird to you. telling her you don't feel safe even when she confronts them and protects you :( asking if she could just leave it and focus on you. but also jokingly bumping her shoulder and saying, "i don't care what you do after, though. if they end up dead on the news, i don't know anything." and she smiles

nat buying you trans books/films. ESPECIALLY films. :D buying you gender affirming things all the time, her heart bursting at how happy you are when she gifts them to youuu

[canirove]

The invinsible princess | Chapter 7

“Like the title of that Beyoncé song said…”

Author's note: This is one of my favourite chapters, so I hope you like it as much as I do. And to the anon who sent me the loveliest message ever the other day... I'm still thinking about it, thank you very much 😭💜

Chapter 6 | Chapter 8

Masterlist

“I can't fucking feel my ass” I say while getting out of the camper van Pedri and I have rented for our road trip. 

“Sofía!” he gasps. “Those aren't words for a lady like yourself!”

“Oh, I beg for your forgiveness, my lord. Please allow me to rephrase it… Blimey!” I gasp, covering my mouth like women did in old movies. “I can't feel my lower back after being sat for the past two hours!”

“Much better. Thank you, my lady” Pedri says, doing a little curtsey. 

“My lord” I reply, doing the same before we both start laughing. Whoever sees us behaving like this at a petrol station, must think we are crazy. “Anyway, can you do me a favour before you start with that?” I ask him, nodding towards the van.

“Of course. What does the lady need?”

“I need to use the bathroom, but I don't want to go alone.”

“What?” Pedri laughs. 

“Yeah, I just… What if I'm doing my business and someone comes in and catches me there? I don't want to go online and see that a photo of myself sitting on the toilet has gone viral.”

After my first and so far only viral photo, the one with Charles Leclerc a few years ago, I've become a bit less invisible than what I was used to. Most people still pay more attention to my sister Leonor, but Carlos has had to stop paparazzis from taking photos of me and my aunt leaving work together more than once. 

“Ok, fine” Pedri sighs. “It is a bit weird to not have Carlos around, isn't it? He usually is the one who does these things.”

“It is, yes. But it was what we wanted, so” I shrug.

“I'm sure he still is keeping an eye on us somehow” Pedri says as we walk towards the back of the petrol station, where the bathroom is. “I can see him glued to his phone, checking the van’s GPS to make sure we are following the route we shared with him” he laughs. “He may have even set some microphones and cameras inside to make sure we are alive.”

“For his own sake, I hope he hasn't.”

“Because of what he may have heard last night, for example?” he smirks. 

“If you mean your snoring, then yes. But I was talking about you singing while driving.”

“I beg your pardon?” 

“Let's just say that becoming a singer isn't a career path you should follow once you retire from football.”

“So rude, my lady. So rude… And we've made it.”

“Aren't you going inside?”

“What?” Pedri chuckles.

“Yeah… To make sure there is no one hiding or something.”

“Sofía, this petrol station isn't like the ones you see in American movies. Here they clean their bathrooms and there isn't a guy hiding behind a door ready to kidnap you and take you to his cabin in the woods.”

“Better safe than sorry” I shrug.

“Urgh, fine” he replies, rolling his eyes and walking into the bathroom. “It's empty, you can come in.”

“Did you check it properly?”

“Yes, I did. There is no one inside, and it is quite clean. Maybe not as much as those golden toilets you have at the palace where you can see your own reflection, but they are ok.”

“Idiot” I say, giving him a little push and making him laugh. “But thank you, Pedri.”

“Anything for you, my lady” he smiles.

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“I think we'll have enough with these snacks until we… Sofía? What are you doing?”

“Have you ever used one of these?” I say, looking at the machines outside the petrol station’s shop.

“Yeah. Who hasn't?” Pedri chuckles. “Oh. Sorry. You…”

“As a kid we often saw them when we were on holidays, but my mum never allowed Leonor and I to buy anything from them. She said they were just a stupid way to waste your money on useless stuff.”

“I mean, she's not wrong. But we used to have one at the bar in Tenerife, and just seeing the kids’ faces when the ball comes out of the machine and they open it to see which surprise they've gotten makes it worth it.”

“I guess...”

“Here, take this.”

“Why are you giving me these coins?”

“They are the change I got from buying our snacks” he says, nodding towards the bag in his hand. “You can use them on the machines.”

“What?”

“You just told me that you've always wanted to give them a go, haven't you? Then do it, Sofía. You are an adult now, your mum won't scold you for doing it” he chuckles.

“I… I… Thank you, Pedri” I say before wrapping my arms around his neck and hugging him. 

“That's ok” he smiles. “C'mon, let's see what they have.”

The first machine is a Pokémon one, and each ball has a different figurine inside it. 

“What is that?” 

“Pedri, this is Charizard!”

“I'm only familiar with Pikachu” he shrugs.

“You… seriously?”

“Yeah.”

“And then I'm the weird one.”

“You aren't weird, Sofía” he says, kissing my cheek before I put another coin on the next machine. This one has just little teddy bears made of rubber. Very ugly teddy bears. “That smile they painted on him is kind of creepy, isn't it?” Pedri says when I open the ball I got.

“A bit, yes” I laugh, moving to the next machine. This one has little racing cars, and he is definitely way more excited about it than me. “This one is for you” I say, giving him one of the coins.

“For me?”

“For you” I smile. “I know you are dying to do it and see which car you will get.”

“I actually am, yes” he smiles back.

“But wait, let me get my phone and film you. I have the feeling this is going to be the cutest thing ever.”

“Everything I do is cute, my lady” he winks before crouching down in front of the machine, looking like a kid on Christmas morning when he opens the ball and sees the car inside it. “Now it is my turn to film you” he says once he has calmed down. 

“Me?”

“The last one has jewelry or something like that. And you like your jewels, my lady” he smirks.

“I do, yes” I reply, my hand instinctively moving to my necklace. To the banana charm, the S one, and the new addition: a P one he got me for my birthday last year.

“And? What is it?” Pedri asks me when I open the ball. 

“I think… oh.”

“That actually is quite nice, isn't it? Let me help you put it on.”

“What?” I chuckle.

“I have to practice for when it's time for the real one” he smirks, taking the ring from my hand and putting the phone on his pocket. Because the surprise on that last ball had been a ring, one that didn't look that bad for just 1€. “There you go. Perfect.”

“Though not as perfect as you” I say, wrapping my arms around his neck once again. “Thank you very much for this, Pedri.”

“For putting a ring on your finger?”

“For everything. From checking the bathroom to see if there was a murderer lurking in the shadows, to buying me my favourite chocolate bar without me asking for it, and for letting me experience this and go home with a very cool ring. The real one is gonna have to be a really cool ring to be better than this one” I say with a teasing smile.

“It isn't gonna be an easy task, no. But I'll do my best. Because for you, my lady… For you I would do anything.”

“Aww, Pedri…” I say, trying to not start crying in the middle of a petrol station. “I love you.”

“I love you too, Sofía” he says before kissing me.

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“Ok, what happened.”

“Uh?”

“Pedri, you've been dating my sister for years and you know I love you like a brother” Leonor says. “But this is the first time we are having lunch together just the two of us without Sofía.”

“Then it was time we did it, don't you think?” he shrugs, focusing on his food.

“Pedri…” Leonor sighs. “What happened? Is everything ok between you two?”

“Yeah.”

“Then?”

“Then nothing.”

“Pedro!” Leonor says, raising her voice.

“God, you just sounded like your mum when she gets mad with your dad” he chuckles.

“Oh, this is not me being mad. Me being mad is something you don't want to see, so you better tell me what the hell is going on.”

“I…” he gulps. “I want to propose to Sofía.”

“No!” Leonor gasps, making Pedri thank everything for being alone in a private area of the restaurant. Because if they had been surrounded by people, all eyes would be in them after how loud that gasp had been. “You are going to do it?”

“Yeah” he says, nervously playing with his fork.

“How? When? Where?”

“I don't know yet. I actually decided it this morning.”

“What?”

“Yeah” Pedri says again. “I had just left my therapist's office, and it hit me: I was ready. I am ready to ask Sofía to marry me and to deal with everything that will come once it is made oficial.”

“Wow” Leonor says. “But do you think she is ready for it too? To stop being the invisible princess like she always says? Because this engagement is gonna be talked about worldwide. The princess and the football player! The fanfic that becomes a reality!” she chuckles.

“Has she shown you the ring she got during our road trip this summer?”

“The plastic one she loves so much?”

“The very same. When I gave it to her I told her it was practice for when I put the real one on her finger” Pedri says. “And since then, we've been talking a lot more about getting married, about how it will be, what will change, discussed it with our therapist… And I think she also is ready, that we both are on the same page.”

“Then it is happening. It's happening!” 

“Leonor, what are you…”

“What happened?” the queen says over the phone.

“Hello to you too, mum” Leonor replies, rolling her eyes.

“Hi, sorry. But what happened? Why are you calling me at lunch time?”

“Is dad with you?”

“Hello!” the king says. “Where are you, Leonor?”

“I'm in Barcelona, visiting Sofía.”

“Oh, is she there? Are you girls out together?” the king asks her.

“I'm out with someone, but not her. Pedri, say hello” she says, turning her phone so it faces him.

“I… Umm… Hello” he says with an awkward smile, hoping her parents can't see that he is blushing. Even though he has known them for years and shared many things with them, sometimes he still goes all shy when he remembers he is talking to the King and Queen of Spain.

“Oh, Pedri!” the queen says. “How are you? Everything ok?”

“Yes, perfect. Thank you for asking. And sorry for interrupting your lunch.”

“Oh, don't worry about that. What happened?”

“Uh?”

“Something must have happened for Leonor to call us and for you two to be having lunch together without Sofía” the queen says.

“Well… I… Umm” he mumbles.

“It's happening, mum” Leonor says, moving the phone so it is facing her again. “He's doing it!”

“He is doing what?” the king asks. 

“He is going to ask Sofía to marry him!”

“No!” the queen gasps as loudly as Leonor earlier. Maybe even louder. “You better not be messing with us.”

“I’m not, mum. I swear. Pedri, tell them” she says, turning her phone again. 

“I… Ummm… Yeah. It's true” he says. “I want to ask Sofía to marry me.”

“He's doing it! He is doing it!” the queen screams.

“I heard you, darling” the king chuckles. 

“Our baby is getting married!”

“First she has to say yes” he chuckles again. “And I have to give Pedri my blessing too.”

“Oh, please” she says, rolling her eyes. “You don't need to do that. It is just a formality, not something you actually have to do, and we live in the 21st century, not the middle ages. Besides, we all know you love him like the son you never had. You are as happy as I am about this. Maybe even more.”

“I am, yes” he smiles. “And even if you don't need it, you have my blessing, Pedri.”

“Thank you, sir” he replies.

“Now, details” the queen says. “Have you chosen a ring? Do you know where you are going to propose? And when? Because we have a trip to South America coming soon and…”

“Mum, relax” Leonor chuckles.

“Sorry, I'm sorry. I am just so happy for them!”

“We can tell, darling” the king says. “But tell us, Pedri. Have you thought of anything?”

“I have not, no” he says. “I was hoping that you and Leonor could help me, because I don't know where to start. I mean, I have some ideas about where I could do it, but the ring? She likes jewellery so much and each piece she owns is so different that I don't know what she could like. And maybe there is like some tradition to follow? A ring to pass from one generation to another? I don't know.”

“I think I have an idea” the king says.

“You?” the queen says, arching an eyebrow.

“Yes, me. Has she ever told you about her favourite painting?”

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“I can't believe you managed to close an entire museum to celebrate our anniversary.”

“Perks of being your grandmother's favourite” Pedri winks. “And this is your museum too.”

“What?”

“Reina Sofía?”

“Pedri, this museum was named after my grandmother, not me. We may share the same name, but I've never been and never will be queen.”

“You are the queen of my heart, tho” he smirks.

“Oh… my God” I laugh, my voice echoing on the empty corridors. Or almost empty since I know Carlos is keeping an eye on us from somewhere.

“What? It is the truth” Pedri says before making me twirl and pulling me against his body. “Have I told you yet that you look beautiful tonight?”

“You have, yes” I say, wrapping my hands around his neck while he starts to slowly rock us from side to side. 

We are dancing to no music in the middle of a museum, surronded by art and history eveywhere, and it is… It is the most romantic thing ever.

“Well, you look so beautiful that I have to say it many times so it is accurate.”

“Like me telling you that I love you many times per day and still not being enough to show how much I love you?”

“Exactly” he smiles before making me twirl again. “Should we continue with our tour?”

“I like it here.”

“But I don't like that guy in that painting. It's like he is judging us.”

“If he can read minds, he probably is judging me.”

“You? Why? What is that pretty head of yours thinking about?”

“This pretty head…” I say, moving closer so only he can hear me. “Is thinking about all the things she wants to do to you, and all the things she wants you to do to her once we are alone.”

“Oh… I see.”

“Yep” I smile. “Though that king should not judge me too much since history books say he had like ten lovers and more than twenty bastards besides the five kids with his wife.”

“Really?”

“I mean, the legitimate kids definitely were five, there are records of it. The lovers and the bastards depend on the historian you ask. But everyone agrees on him not being the most faithful of husbands. He was married to one of the most extraordinary women in our history, and he treated her like shit despite being the one who was keeping the kingdom from falling apart while he was hunting, partying and getting drunk with his friends.”

“You aren't his biggest fan, are you?” Pedri chuckles. 

“I am not, no.”

“But you do like his wife.”

“She is one of my favourite historical figures” I smile. “There actually is a painting of her here at the museum that is one of my favourites. Do you want to see it?”

“Of course” he smiles back. “Lead the way, my lady.”

“My lord” I giggle when he takes my hand on his and kisses it.

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“She was beautiful.”

“She was, wasn't she?” I say while Pedri and I look at the painting in front of us. “And this is just a painting, so you can imagine how striking she must have been in real life. But she was more than just a pretty face. She was one of the most intelligent women of her time, and like I told you, the country didn't go to hell thanks to her.”

“So she basically was like you, but you have a faithful husband” Pedri winks.

“Oh, shut up” I laugh, giving him a little push. “First of all, you aren't my husband.”

“Yet” he smirks.

“And second, I've done nothing compared to everything she did.”

“Don’t say that, Sofía. You are helping people daily, making them happy and giving them hope, and I still haven't heard anyone complaining about it. And I'm talking about the people that matter, not the trolls online.”

“Yeah, I guess…” I sigh. 

“And if you don't believe me when I tell you that you are alike, just look at all the jewels she's wearing and the ones you are wearing right now. You are only missing the crown!”

“You know, I may like wearing so many things because of her” I chuckle.

“How so?”

“Even though I've always complained about my parents paying more attention to Leonor than me, there was a moment each month where I felt like that wasn't the case, and that was when my dad would bring me here to have something like a date just the two of us. We would visit a different part of the museum each time, but we would always come here and visit her, my dad always telling me something new about her. So I think I like jewellery so much because of all those hours I've spent looking at her and analysing every detail on this painting.”

“So like people say these days, you were influenced by her.”

“Exactly” I laugh.

“Do you have a favourite piece of jewellery she wears? Like one you wish you could have and wear every day if it was possible.”

“That ring” I say, pointing at it. 

“Wow, that was fast” Pedri chuckles.

“I've been obsessed with it since the first time I saw it for some reason. But unlike other pieces like the crown or the earrings, that one went missing. Some say she asked to be buried with it since it was a gift from the love of her life. And no, that wasn't the king.”

“So it was like… an engagement ring?”

“Something like that, yes” I say. “It was a ring that symbolised the love she and that man she loved so much had. A true and pure love that would last forever.”

“Like ours, then” Pedri smiles, kissing my hand again.

“Like ours, yes” I smile back. 

“One that we should also probably… seal, somehow.”

“What?”

“Sofía…” Pedri says, letting go of my hand to pick something that was hiding behind one of the benches on the room. A little box. A… wait. Wait, wait, wait, wait. Is that… Is he… “We always joke about me being the cheesy one in our relationship, but the truth is that when I have to actually be like that and put into words what I feel for you… What you make me feel… Well, I suck” he chuckles. “You actually are the one who has a way with words, the one who can properly express those feelings, not me. So since they say actions are louder than words, that's what I am going to do.”

“Pedri…” I whisper as he gets down on one knee. He's doing it. He is actually doing it, he… Holy shit.

“Sofía… my lady” he says with that smirk that he knows I love, the one I fell in love with the moment I first saw it years ago in Germany. “Would you marry me?”

“Pedri!” I gasp when I see the ring inside the little box. “Is that… is it…”

“We didn't desecrate any grave, don't worry” he chuckles. “This is a new ring, a copy of that one you love so much.”

“But I just told you about it! How did you…”

“Your dad” he smiles. “I didn't know which type of ring you would like because you like different styles, so I asked Leonor and your parents, and he mentioned this ring and this painting you've always been obsessed with.”

“So coming here tonight was my dad's idea?”

“That was all me, he just gave me the inspiration I needed. Going to museums has always been one of our favourite things to do together, this one has your name even if it wasn't named after you, it has your favourite painting of one of your favourite people, and the ring was inspired by it, so I thought it was the perfect place to ask you a question you haven't answered yet.”

“Uh?”

“I asked you a question, Sofía. Remember?”

“Oh, shit, sorry. Yes.”

“Yes…”

“Yes, I want to marry you, Pedri.”

“You do?”

“Of course I do!” I laugh. 

“Great, cool… Cool” he chuckles, his hand shaking as he takes the ring from the little box and takes mine. 

“You know how to do it, Pedri. You already did it once” I tease him, showing him the plastic ring on the other hand.

“I know. But this is the real deal, you know?”

“I know. And I love it.”

“Do you?” he says once the ring is on my finger, his thumb caressing my hand while still holding it.

“I do. I love it almost as much as I love you.”

“Almost?”

“Almost, yes. Because it is impossible to love anything more than I love you, Pedri.”

“I love you too, Sofía. Or should I say…” he says as he wraps one arm around my waist and leans me back like they do in movies. “Fiancée?”

“You should… fiancé” I smirk before he kisses me. “Did you hear that noise?” I whisper when we break apart.

“What?” 

“There is something… Carlos?” I call.

“Sorry, ma'am.”

“Carlos, are you crying?”

“I… I am, ma'am” he says, wiping his tears with the sleeve of his jacket. “It's just… you are getting married.”

“I am, yes” I smile, showing him the ring. 

“It's beautiful, ma'am. You look beautiful. Like, you should see your smile right now. It is the most beautiful smile I've ever seen.”

“Aww, Carlos” I say before hugging him and starting to cry too.

“I'm so happy for you, ma'am. For both of you” he says, awkwardly ending our embrace. 

“Thank you, Carlos” Pedri smiles. “We wouldn't be here if it wasn't because of you, you know? If you hadn't allowed Sofía to leave the Euros party…”

“Yeah” he chuckles. “Though I almost ruined it all when I heard your friends talking and I thought you were only interested in her because of a bet.”

“I actually think that misunderstanding is the reason why we are here” I say.

“What?”

“I don't know if without it Pedri would have been brave enough to tell me that he had had a crush on me for years” I say while giving him a teasing smile, his cheeks turning bright red. “Him being so open and honest with me just after we had met, somehow made me trust him and see that he wasn't like the other guys I had dated. That there were no secret intentions. So thank you, Carlos. And we are sorry for everything you've had to see and deal with over the years.”

“It's ok, ma'am. Just doing my job” he smiles. “Would you like to see the photos I've taken?”

“Photos? What photos?” 

“Carlos may have been our personal photographer and videographer during the night” Pedri says.

“What?”

“I wanted to remember tonight, and basically everyone in your family would kill me if there was no proof of what happened” he shrugs.

“That's… true, yes. Thank you” I say, kissing his cheek. “And thank you again, Carlos.”

“Ma'am” he replies, giving me his phone to check everything. From the sneaky photos he's taken of us smiling at each other throughout the museum, kissing or dancing together, to the video of Pedri getting on one knee and asking me to marry him. Because it happend, it was real. 

Pedri and I are getting married. 

[lovelykil]

that's fine! write whatever you're comfortable with :)

in that case, could i request hc's for killua with a darling who's veryyy affectionate and cute? showers him in hugs, kisses and compliments all the time? 99% of when he sits on the couch or bed, she comes over wanting to cuddle? holds his hand in public, etc... i used fem pronouns, but it can be gn. if not thats fine, have a good day! ^^

headcanons─

: ➛ killua

hc; affectionate and cute reader

cw; fluffy fluff

note; eeeeeeeeekkkkkkkkkkkk 🙆🏾‍♀️

song; ( ≧∀≦)ノ ⋆ ★

killua is not so fond of physical touch, infact he doesn't know how to react. He turns red as a tomato any time he gets a compliment. His tummy does flips, an unfamiliar feeling he isn't used to, and for that he hates it but.. craves it at the same time.

so being with him is definitely a ridee.. like a rollercoaster !!🧍🏾‍♀️😭

hope you love rides because, ohmygosh.

this boy can't take anything !!!!!!

and it's worse since you absolutely love showering him with lovely compliments that turn his cheeks pink, and make his body feel soo.. odd.

as I said an unfamiliar sensation he's not used too, and he wants to explore it.. but small steps.

SMALL STEPS 😣🗣

you love to stare at him while he's doing literally anything and tell him he's pretty with a cute smile of yours. He always looks away and groans, shaking his head from disagreement.

honestly happens so often as well, he knows that face of yours when your gaze is drawn upon him, and yet he still doesn't know how to handle it

when you go to hold his hand in public he's quick to yank his hand away with a quick blush, yelling from being caught off guard.

kinda bizarre how surprised he is I mean he's like an ex-assassin

“WHAT- what are you doing?!”

“holding your hand ? :3”

“in PUBLIC? NO.”

he shoves his hands in his pockets, his face in a flush as he walks a little more ahead of you. You watch with your empty lonely hand, you begin to frown.

he's mean but not that mean.

“you're so embarrassing..” soon the unique white-haired teen conjoined his hand with yours, shoving them in his pocket. As he kept looking ahead with a faint blush.

You smiled quickly, looking at him. Your grip tighten slightly more making kil smile to himself, his eyes softening.

I love to think he adores kisses, especially kisses on his cute face.

BUT of course he won't tell you this, you'd just have to assume he likes it or not, and most of the time you know.

When you peck his pale cheek once he gets all panicky and shoves you away as you giggle at his reaction.

Now when you kiss him all over his face he's a steaming pot, fighting you to get away.

I'm talking about hands wailing, putting his hand right in your face to push you away as you keep puckering your lips and begging him to let you kiss him again.

but there is times where he gets silly and starts purring?? Like a cat??

HELLOO?

he's a cat boy guys cmon.

ears appear out of nowhere as his fluffy little tail starts to sway fast as you hold his face and kiss him.

And If you stop he rubs his head on you, pestering you for more.

“why'd you stoppp?” he whines, his tail tickling your neck then your nose.

"my lips hurt."

"not my fault, now kiss me again" He pokes your face, pouting.

what a pain

anyway

cuddling!!

cuddling..

cuddling.

Last time you tried to cuddle him you almost got your shit rocked because he thought you were attacking him.

🧍🏾‍♀️

attacking him with loveeee :3

no but he kicked you in the face.

he apologized so much after, going to attend to the nose bleed he gave you ON ACCIDENT HE SWEARS

"Y/N IM SOO SORRY PLEASE I DIDNT-"

"It's okay kil, really i-"

"I thought you were attacking me.." He wipes the dripping blood from your nose. You couldn't help but crack a smile with an eyebrow raise.

"I was trying to cuddle?"

"WELL YEAH I KNOW THAT NOW."

After he takes care of your bloody nose, he puts a blanket over the both of you, and pulls you near him so he can hold you.

He blushes as he does so, snaking his hand around your waist. You quickly get comfortable on him, leaning your head on his shoulder and placing your hand onto his chest.

oh, how he loves that.

Suddenly his nerves were completely gone, his eyes seemed to always soften with you.

enjoy this precious sweet moment because as soon as Gon, Alluka, literally anyone he knows comes into the room he jumps out from under the blanket with a red face while you sit still on the couch, confused.

"hi killua! hey y/n! We're you guys cuddl-"

"no, we weren't shut up gon."

"but I just sa-"

"WE WEREN'T GON SHUT UPP"

overall he's not so big on affection so he's always losing his shit with you (in a good way) being with you is a roller coaster of emotions for him 😭

[ddejavvu]

Whipped!Hangman would:

Tell everyone to "Be nice to them, or you're all dead. Every single one of you. Especially you, Big Bird." He emphasizes the last part with a point to Rooster

Let you win at pool because you look so happy when you win and he doesn't have the heart to actually win

Give you seashells he finds

Win you a prize at a claw machine. He would literally stand there the whole night and empty out his wallet if it means he gets to see that smile when he gives the plush

Give you flowers. Idc idc, he so would

Listen to you talk and talk and talk

Send you songs that remind him of you

save your contact with a little '<3' after your name

no bc around his team members he's a whole different person than he is with you, and that's not to say he's not 'himself' around you, but he knows his friends need to be threatened into good behavior so he runs ahead when you meet them with the nastiest glare on his face like i fucking dare you to act out and lets you grab his arm if you're a little nervous to meet everyone :'))

hangman is the reigning pool champion but everyone else must be super bad bc he always loses to you?? he's really not even that good at pool, you don't know why he keeps making the stupid mistakes he does... oh well! he's asked you to teach him your methods, so you'll have fun giving him pointers <3

hangman probably never collects seashells, because he's too impatient to sift through the sand for him and there's always better stuff to be doing, like chasing a frisbee, catching a football, diving into the waves is he a dog? but he always collects seashells after you're dating, he spots one by his foot and he's like woah y/n would love this. and he just sticks it right in his pocket for you, presents the little thing in his giant palm later with a smile, like here y'go darlin'. Ain't it pretty? It made me think of you.

HNNGGH PLEASE :(( penny puts in an arcade machine in the bar to make more money, and it's proooobably rigged, but you can't prove anything >:( anyways ofc hangman doesn't know this, and penny didn't think anyone would put that much effort into the machine for a stupid pink bear, but $30 later (all paid in ones) he's about to smash the glass to get the poor thing out and you beg penny to just let him have it already 😭 she's like yk what i can buy a truckload of cheap stuffed animals with that $30. sold. so she fishes it out for him and is like ohh must be bugging out. i'll fix it. take this in the meantime. and he hasn't held it for a second before he turns around and gives it to you :')) he's all sheepish like wish I could'a won it for you. Guess I just paid Penny off, huh? I hope you like it anyways. and you sleep with it every night to make him feel better, you tuck it between the two of you when you cuddle up to his chest :')

he brings you flowers all the time!!! he's a real southern gentleman, if you ask what they're for he says 'just because' or 'just for being you' :')

he has one of those expressions where he zones out while listening to you talk and you can totally tell he's not paying attention to you anymore, he's looking at you all dreamy the same way babies look at chocolate 🥹

jake hangman country boy seresin only listens to country music. that's it. he'll send you any honky tonk song under the sun if it describes a sweet, pretty love interest, if there's anything positive at all in the song he's sending it like morning, darlin. this made me think of you <3

THE <3 !!!!!!!!! rooster's the first one to see it and his brow furrows and he goes 'hangman, who is that?' and jake snatches the phone away from him so fucking fast, snapping at him to stop snooping on people, it's rude. but bradley's seen it now, and he'll be damned if he doesn't torture the info out of hangman. within minutes everyone knows hangman's got a girl, and it's only a matter of time before you're discovered <3

[yingdu-lover]

(Reads your tags reblogging my post) Oh cool lol

Seriously though, tell me about it! :) What are your thoughts on Link Click getting a happy ending other than wanting it to? What’s your reasoning for it making sense? :)

Hiiiii! it's so nice 🥹 to meet people who root for link click happy ending. ftghvuhjdhhjjk.. anyways. I saw your ask the moment you sent it but I was collecting sources (Tumblr meta/twitter thread) for your easy access. That will be a LOT of reading and I think I missed a few posts. I'll add once I find them (I need to get better at tagging 😭)

1.

This was my first meta. Even though it gets heavier in theory, I think you'll find it interesting! I argued here how Shiguang represents Yin/Yang who can't exist without each other. Either they both die from the same realm or exist together. Separation does not fit them.

2.

Extraordinary thread. You can follow Temps on twitter, they have brilliant and insightful analysis! Also Centofu. They argue how Cheng Xiaoshi is NOT the dead wife. He appears to be but it is lc typical illusion.

(Before pasting other links I want to give you a summary of my theory. So, narratologically speaking, every storytelling (except for absurd tragi-comedy, link click is ofc not an absurd tragi-comedy) has to make a journey from point A to point B, weaving a significant difference along the way. In simpler terms, you can't revert back to point zero. It doesn't make sense. It won't signify anything.

Every tragic tragedy opens with a very happy setting and then things go downhill and that's why the tragedy hits hard. By definition, comedy is a genre that starts with a depressing/sad setting, there are hindrances and then happy ending makes so sense, it becomes satisfactory.

Now, tell me, exactly when link click was happy in the beginning? it has the doomed narrative even before the narrative began. Cheng Xiaoshi, the protagonist died BEFORE the story even began and Lu Guang has been hurting since S1 (or before). We were just not aware of it. Would it really make a justifiable artistic journey if link click begins with Cheng Xiaoshi's death and Lu Guang's pain and then AGAIN ends with Cheng Xiaoshi's death and Lu Guang's acceptance of his death? Huh. It will be an extremely dull move. For a genius story like Link Click, I have a hard time accepting the fact that it will sail in that direction.

Also, Shiguang are heavily paralleled with noodle lesbians (do you know that in real life they are very close male colleagues working in the Haoliners Animation League lmao), Dong Yi/Xu Shanshan, Liu Siwen and his wife story; each and every story tells how sincerity of love transcends the wrath of fate. Also if you tell me, but yk Shiguang are explicitly paralleled with Chen Bin/his wife in S2 ep 12 so they are doomed right?

Well, you remember what Cheng Xiaoshi said while diving into old Chen Bin and proposing his wife going back in time right after Chen Bin's funeral? He said : In another lifetime, I promise that I will never leave you.

Those are Cheng Xiaoshi's words to Lu Guang. Our timeline is basically their next life. Cheng Xiaoshi died and the past world crumbled and destroyed with him, it no longer exists (yes, director haoling li said that parallel timelines don't exist. the moment lu guang dived into a new photo, the reality of the last world stopped existing) so, in a sense, lu guang also doesn't exist in that timeline. It's like...they both died. And now it's their next life trying to be with each other.

Another strong evidence of lc happy ending is The Eye, Yingdu's opening- from lyrics to visual storytelling everything hints at a shiguang happy ending with qiao ling's active intervention. This song has a literal discourse. If you are interested, I'll list the analysis in a separate post.)

3.

Yingdu ep 1 is actually a very hopeful and strong anti-death narrative if I say despite literal horror maiming us in the beginning...it's so good (I think I didn't 😭 complete the review tho)

4.

Ah Shakespeare. As we know that Shakespeare's poet speaker (lg clearly) is attempting to save his beloved fair youth (cxs our precious boy) from the scythe of death and fate. Yingdu stresses on Shakespeare sonnets very much, so this metatexual reading is important if you ask me.

5.

We should leave the fuck out in front of Bilibili and learn how to not give a single fuck about your favourite ship. I suggest watching Bilibili's every Yingdu edit on twitter.

6.

ah, do not forget to read the reblogs for more critical and hopeful discussions

7.

The whole yearning poem of lg genius link clickers deciphered

8.

hahahaha, Temps again.

9.

My analysis on shiguang parallels with Dong Yi/Xu Shanshan story.

I should have saved my noodle lesbians and Liu Siwen post too..ugh anyways I'll add them when I find them

[thewoodshungers-if]

Hey there!! Do you still do react asks? If so...

How would the ROs react to overhearing Mc gush about them to someone? Very obviously crushing. Unprompted. Just got an occasion to talk about RO and did. Third party is suffering through this.

Viel: Couldn't stop himself from saying a retort, but his face grew red as he kept talking, eyes can't seem to meet yours and maybe, just maybe, that third person would become collateral damage as they witnessed you and Viel bickering.

"Yeah, right. You better shut your mouth- You damned- Don't look at me like that! What was that look for? Looking for a fight aren't you?!"

Nora: Would be horrified lol. Briefly wondered if you were being sarcastic or if you were making fun of her. When she realizes that you were speaking genuinely, she would keep quiet to listen to you talk, a smile growing on her lips. The only one that would NOT say anything about it to you.

"Why am I staring at you? Heh, it's nothing. Just thought you're cute, that's all."

Ylfa: Teases you mercilessly for it. Might attempt to roped the third-party into roasting you over it as well depending on who it was. This would probably go on for a few days, and then nothing. A few weeks pass until you forgot about it, and THEN she'll bring it up again.

"Oh you love me so much didn't you? You think I'm so pretty, and so good at song-writing- What? You didn't say the last part? You did! You wanna kiss me so bad, didn't you?"

Aen'frie: Calculatively watches the third-party's expression, taking note of what you were gushing about to IMPROVE + do more of the things you like about them. Depending on what you said, might even ask you for a more in-depth explanation from you 😭 by asking you DIRECTLY about it.

"So... I heard you say something about me yesterday. Just wanted to inquire further on that- Why are you all red? Anyway, I can you elaborate on what you meant when you said-"

The Cook: Cocky af!! Would quietly walk over behind you, arms crossed, listening intently. They would also watch the third-party's growing horror with glee as you kept on going, waiting until you actually noticed him to say anything.

"Why did you stop? I was listening to that. Keep going."

Caine: The pathetic prince would pretend to not hear you 😭 sorry. It'll keep playing over and over in his head, he'll be reminded of it every time he sees you, face feeling hot as the words play again in his mind. Would not act normally around you for a while.

"Oh! It's uhhh... It's you. Me? I'm fine, why? I'm not- huh? Is somewhing wrong? What were you saying?"

[k2ntoss]

hi hi it's me again, back from the void

so like i've been so absolutely sick these past few days, it's horrid, but I've not been able to stop thinking about Jason bc y'know, total brain rot over here

anyway, i just need a jason in my life to give me cuddles and read to me while I'm sick and make me soup and gimme kisses and ugh i wish he was real so baddd 😭

- the very sickly lil 🦊

POOKIE????? first of all, how are you feeling now? i do understand your brain rot, i've been thinking a lot about jason while at work and i get too lost on it sometimes heh now let me get you something that can make you feel better 🫡 listen to this when you read, check on the trad bc the song is so sweet ): HOPE THIS HELPS TO CHEER YOU UP, 🦊

jason takes his vigilante shifts as serious as it's possible, after all that's his life and there's nothing more important than that or it was like that before you. there's no way he finds something else to get his mind busy when you're all he can think of and believe me when i say, he makes everything he can for you to always get the princess treatment you deserve and he couldn't help it, from the first time he laid his eyes on you he was totally in love and even when things weren't easy at first you both worked them through and that had gotten you here.

now jason can't see himself just going out on patrol when you're sick, that's the case now, it's a cold but a strong one and he's worried "grayson, i'm not joking- yeah, just one night i swear i'll owe you a big one" you can hear his voice as he speaks with dick, you had tried to convince him that you could rest on your bed and you would be fine but he wouldn't leave you when you weren't feeling good. his heavy steps let you know he's walking back into the room and jason smiles softly when you look at him from under the blankets "how are you feeling now, baby?" he asks as he sits next to you, his hand reaching to touch your forehead so he can check your temperature.

"i guess that there's no point on telling you i'm feeling good, right?" you asks with a soft chuckle, his touch is so gentle that it makes you feel fuzzy inside as he shakes his head before lying next to you "i'm not going on patrol, dick is going to cover me with bruce" jason tells you when he wraps his arms around you, pulling you closer so you nuzzle your head against his side "so i'll stay here to make sure you really take care of yourself"

he makes sure you're comfortable next to him and when you look up at him jason smiles brightly, is something so usual of him to you, even when there are bad and rough days or fights between you two there's also good moments like this and you both have made sure they are what matters the most because there's been enough shit that happened to you and him to cling into more of it. jason picks up the book he's currently reading, once again pride and prejudice because he knows you like it when he reads to you, jason would lean in to whisper some lines into your ear before he kisses your temple while his other hand plays with your hair.

"are we feeling better, princess?" he asks in a whisper, a chaste kiss to your cheek and one more in your lips because jason really doesn't mind if he gets sick too because that means you'll take care of him too "i feel better now... but i'm a little hungry" you say, voice gruffy and eyes a little sleepy thanks to your boyfriend's soothing presence and cuddles, he nods and sits straight on the bed with a thoughtful expression before letting out a hum "want some soup?" and as soon as you nod jason is walking to the kitchen because it's what has to be done if it gets his love to feel better and happy.

[harmyyyy]

Y'all, I'd like to kindly ask someone who likes to write fanfiction and is a fan of jjk, please take this idea and make it a reality🙏 I can't write for crap and want this idea to actually be written😭😭 if you write it please tag me so I can read it (also if you know any fics like this please lmk🙏)

So here's my idea:

So it is based on a song, but I came up with a kind of spin-off of it. The song is The Ballad of Sara Berry. If you've never heard it, basically, the premise of the song is Sara Berry is like THE MOST popular girl in school, she has everything going for her, a hot boyfriend, friends, cheer captain, the whole shabang. Prom is coming up, and she obviously wants to be prom queen, and it's all but secured for her until before votes begin. Some girl gets in a wreck and loses her leg. People feel bad for this girl, and rumors says that they're gonna make her prom queen instead. Sara is upset, she goes home and her parents are like, "If you can't even get to the top in prom, how will you ever succeed in the real world? Don't disappoint us, " which obviously is not the right thing to say. So she tries really hard to promote herself, but in doing so, she basically socially isolates herself to the point that her friends say she's socially dead. Then, like the day before prom, she finds out that her bf is going to take the girl who lost her leg to prom instead of Sara. Her parents be absolute dicks about it, saying, "Why are you so calm? There's no future for a princess at prom". And so then she's has like a total psychotic breakdown and decides to go to the school and kill all her old friends. But then the girl who lost a leg calls the cops. So Sara crowns herself prom queen then gets arrested and put in an insane asylum

Crazy, I know lol.

BUT ANYWAYS

So I've come up with a couple of different routes you could go(and obviously creative liberty to anyone who writes it), one is following the song more closely where it has them set in an AU or regular jujitsu high has a prom. The other is still set in the canon universe, where Geto defects and everything. So in every one of those Gojo is Sara, the only real difference between the different ideas would be his reason for going on an absolute rampage lmao

So I was thinking, in the one where it's just regular jjk, but it goes non-canon compliant a bit. Geto leaves, says his iconic line of, "Are you the strongest because you're Satoru Gojo, or are you Satoru Gojo because you're the strongest", after that Gojo shoves himself into getting better like he does in the show but he's more unhinged after losing his support system and the only person he thought understood him and didn't think of him like a weapon. In the normal show he just takes on the responsibilities that Geto shoved onto him and runs himself into the ground, I'm thinking that could still happen, but instead of just tired he becomes more unstable, ungrounded, not at all connected to reality without Geto there to keep him touching the earth yk? And then maybe Shoko leaves and joins Geto, or someone finally says the thing that just tips Gojo over the absolute edge, and he goes on his killing spree. He massacres the elders, maybe others associated, and no one can stop him because he's the strongest. He tries everything to make himself feel like a person again. He kills and kills and kills, but nothing works. He gets further and further from the ground. Until he's either killed EVERYONE in jujitsu high or everyone who saw him as a weapon and not a person(almost everyone😬). And maybe it ends there, with him completely and utterly alone at the top like he always was. OR there's an alternate ending where someone calls Geto, he comes, sees the blood bath that Gojo left in his wake. But by the time he's gotten there, gotten to Gojo, it's too late. He's too far gone. He can no longer save the one he used to call his best friend. And so he either gives up, trys to take Gojo with him and does not give up on him, or Gojo kills him. Whichever is fine tbh.

In the AU or prom one, it can honestly go however. With that you could just follow the song premise since the other was pretty loosely based on it lol.

Anywho, thanks in advance to anyone who decides to write it or recommend fics🩷🩷

[yeonjunnieeeelovrr]

Dreamer

-a/n: so these have basically been cooking for like almost two years, but uh im stuck in temptation & asm era 😓. also takes lofs of inspo from other fics and just watching their vlogs <3

yj x g/n headcannons + some drabbles ♪(^∇^*)

-- groupie love - Lana del Rey

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-I feel like the odds of him being into another idol would def be low, I don't think he'd like the drama that comes with it. So he'd probably fall for someone at a coffee shop to a local store.

-He'd often stop by and sometimes ask for you, sometimes talking about mundane things. Or perhaps a little about his work, or just recommendations for new coffee or fashion tips!

-As your friendship develops he opens up more, about being an idol (whether you knew or not) he'd bring up upcoming projects and even talk about fans he really liked. Or even dance a bit for you

-During all this as your friends, he'd definitely nervous around you. Constantly giggling and rubbing his neck ( biting his lips).

--

You were standing around, as the morning rush died down and you finally had time to relax. Looking at the time, realizing he was later than usual. 'he might be busy' you say trying to reassure yourself. Until it happened

again

and again

and again

"is he avoiding me?" you ask out loud. Scratching your hair as you mop the floor, upon that thought the door opens. Revealing yeonjun in a casual outfit, he walks up to you with a small blush on his face.

"can I have your number?" he asked sheepishly, looking away and shoving his phone in your face with the new contact screen on it.

'cute' you think as you type your phone number into his phone with no hesitation .

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-He spents time at your apartment bc.. have you seen the txt dorm..

(bonus if you have a pet :3)

-He'll defiantly try to befriend your pet.

-giving it treats and hugging it. pouting if it ignores him.

-on his off days he'll sneak away into your apartment, to laze around and eat your ramen. As well as critique your wardrobe.

--

'those patterns don't go together' he commented as he laid on your bed eating popcorn. 'I have nothing else thats clean 'jjunie' you pout trying to sift through your parcially empty closet. 'if your so picky about it come pick out mu clothes!' you shout eyeing him.

'fine' he groaned getting up and investigating your closet.

'this one.. and this one' he said giving you shorts and a long sleeve. As you eye him suspiciously.

'fine' you give in and finally wear the outfit and he finally lets you go out into the world, because he'd never let you go out looking unfashionable.

--

-lots of cute dates!

-around cafes, thrifting, high end fashion stores, and whatever curious stores he can find he'll find any excuse to take you.

-he loves sleeping over at your place, he likes waking up next to you.

(like his vlog from last year 😭)

-he'll take you to k pop stores just to show off their new album 😭

-bonus if you buy it & pull his pc

-He'll either invite you to concerts or you surprise him at them, you probably refuse and just buy the tickets anyway to support him :3

-he'll secret dedicate stuff you to you, like songs if hes asked to reccomend some. And secretly has a bunch of matching items with you.

-matching hoodies, shoes, plushies, phone cases, anything he finds for himself he will buy you one too q(≧▽≦q)

-he'll also buy you promise rings, so it doesn't look like hes taken to the public js wearing a ring /_ \

-and in public he wears sunglasses and a hoodie, no mask bc then he can't kiss you😔

-hes really clingy towards you, finding any excuse to be close to you.

-also he likes good luck kisses before his performances

-he prefers pecks, sometimes more drawn out kisses but he likes bothering you with his kisses.

-he'll share his headphones with you!

-hes very chronically offline 😭, so if you show him something he probably won't get it. (mama a girl behind YOU 💜) but at the same time I feel like he goes on instagram reels... maybe youtube shorts..

-he'll show off new songs he likes to you texting them to you or letting you listen with him

-as well as showing you previews of their new songs

-you like tracing his features, his lips and nose (he giggles bc it tickles)

-he likes being touched, especially being pet on the head. Or just feeling you close

-he defiantly lets his intrusive thoughts win

--

he giggled to himself as he scrolled through instagram reels, showing you some ones he thought were funny. As you try to laugh along side him, even though you'd seen them before.

'look at this one' he laughed, showing you the video of the cat going across the han river. You forgot to laugh and just smiled, he notices and pouts. 'you don't like this one?'

'oh, I just saw it already. Its a trend' you add poking his cheek and tugging on it. 'your cheek is like mochi' you comment poking it as he pouted. 'nuh uh'

'yes uh' you giggle moving down to watch the reels with him.

'you goof' you utter kissing his cheek and taking his phone. he doesn't mind as you scroll through photos, and take pic .5 pics of him.

A small smile on his face the whole time as he uttered a quiet 'i love you'.

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(ﾉ*･ω･)ﾉ

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small headcannons (bc i forgot most of the ones i had)

might edit later too :P

also yj solo debut :D (pray for my wallet)

happy b-day (´▽`ʃ♡ƪ)

thanks you!

🫧

[snazzilystoopid]

What it's like to date Cole Brookstone

The dragons rising trailer gave me Cole fever 😭😭 so yk I just gotta do a Cole post to appreciate this lego man's existence

Enjoy this yall heheh

Starting off strong: texting. The guy will spam you if you don't answer within 5 minutes

He's always worrying if something bad had happened to you 😭

He's also a ninja (obviously) so he's gonna be busy most of the time

That doesn't mean he doesn't make time for you though heheh

Before he'd leave for a mission he'd send you a sweet message, or leave small pouch of your favourite sweets for you

For your 3 month anniversary, he got you a pair of headphones

They're extra special bc they match with his <3

He sends you gym pics. Ok? He just does.

Mainly because he knows on the other side of that screen you're a blushing mess

Sometimes Cole will just walk around you shirtless to tease you, because he knows you're always gonna be staring

If you can bake, this man will BEG you to make cakes.

If you can't, you at least try. He'll always eat them, even if they are a little burnt

Its the thought that counts though, right?

His love language is touch, so you guys cuddle often

If cuddling isn't really your thing, that's okay! He'll settle for always holding your hand

When it comes to kissing however, hes so passionate that you usually have to lean on something, like a wall or a table 😭

When things get a little steamy he'll definitely be hoisting you up and wrapping his arms around you

(HELP WHY AM I GRINNING WHILE WRITING THIS AHAHAHAHSHS)

Your dates usually consist of desert places, picnics, and CD/Vinyl records shopping

He love love loves music so whenever you tag along with him to these shops he loves it, and also really appreciates the company

Sometimes you both put in one ear each of Cole's earphones and just lie on his bed together listening to music

Its so therapeutic for both of you

He tried to teach you how to play the drums a few times, but you're horrible at it, sorry 💀

(Unless you can acc play the drums ofc)

When you met Lou, he told you a bunch of funny stories about his dance lessons as a kid

Cole gets so annoyed whenever he does this but you think its cute <333

Lou would also go on to tell you how much Lily would've loved you

It felt a little uncomfortable talking about his mother, because you know how much of a sensitive subject it is for him

But Cole did agree, you reminded him a little of his mother

In truth, Lou sees himself and Lily in you and Cole

Although he denies it, Cole loves it when you trace his scars

Especially the ghost scar on his forehead

Also loves it when you trace his jaw

Whenever you randomly do, I promise this guy WILL just melt right there

Since his hair is really long, you're always trying out random hairstyles on him

He always protests, but he really does love it hehe

The man is such a tease, sometimes he'll swoop down to capture your lips in a kiss, only for him to kiss the corner of your mouth instead

Other times (when you're alone ofc,) Cole trails kisses down your neck and just randomly stops, and you always complain

He finds you so adorable when you're complaining 😭

He has a passion for singing, but will never sing in front of anyone apart from you

Most of the time, whenever he sings to you its a love song that both of you like 🥰

He's usually a pretty chill boyfriend, and doesn't normally get jealous

But on the very rare occasion that he does, he won't show it

Instead he'll get all pouty and whenever you ask what's wrong, his only response is to pull you into a hug

He'll most likely feel a little self-conscious and wonder if you're becoming uninterested in him

DONT give Cole a reason to feel sad. Do not. 😒

Anyways

He didn't tell the ninja he had a partner until Jay and Nya spotted you two in a vinyl records store holding hands

They interrogated the poor thing for like 3 hours when he got back

But once they all met you they really liked you!

Kai and Jay subjected you to more embarrassing Cole stories, which the earth ninja was NOT happy about

He prefers to spend time with you alone, away from other people

He vents to you a lot of the time and tells you about his struggles and his feelings

Hes actually really open with you, but he never pressures you to tell him anything

He wants to be able to earn your trust <3

(Sorry for any typos!!)

That is all ! I hope you guys enjoyed this little hc post 🤭 stay tuned for more !!

[oh-no-its-bird]

after reading your izuna tobi time travel rambles I can't help but think about them just crashing the middle of a council meeting 😭 everyone is shook, and absolutely flabbergasted and ngl they kind of just.. Want the two to stay? (Well, mostly Tobi's old subordinates/students because they feel partially sad and sentimental and OH MY GOD IS THAT FOURTEEN YEAR OLD TOBIRAMA?!?) And then the psycho Hashirama timeline is just amazinggg I can't stop thinking about it you're actually infecting my brain bro

NO BC IVE BEEN THINKING NONSTOP ABOUT THAT EXACT SCENARIO LATLEY MYSELF !! The brain worms are spreading...

(Cont. From this post for those without context)

Every other time Tobirama and Izuna enter a world where it's modern Konoha, they start taking bets about which one of them died there. Funny bit where Izuna says smthn about how there quote, "aren't nearly enough crazy nightmare trees and brainwashed people for you to have died here" (bc 9 times out of 10 in worlds where Tobirama dies Hashirama loses it to a spectacular degree that leaves a VERY visable mark on Konoha)

Actually, taking that thought, it could be fun if they got dropped into a seemingly normal Konoha only to find out that hey Tobirama did die in this one, but it seems to be the 1 out of 10 that Hashi was able to stay sane

Only nope!! Surprise attack!! He's just really really good at pretending to be normal and when they try to leave he plays his hand, lots of fire and explosions ensue and they just barley escape

Izuna and Tobirama are SO tired of people trying to force them to stay in places, theyve had Madara do it they've had Hashirama do it, maybe they even had alternate versions of eachother do it. They !! Want !! To go !! Home !!!!

Also you can't tell me that seeing a young version of them specifically would hit Madara/Hashi harder than any revived adult version could. They're lowkey the "idealized" versions of their brothers, still small and in need of being protected, not consumed with anger and burdened by the things they've done and seen in the war. They're silly little guys!! And they're slamming on ALL the "Oh god I need to protect my little brother" buttons, it's sooo bad

Anyways, them crashing into a council meeting after quite a few different rounds of dimension hopping. Meaning they really don't give a shit ab destroying anything bc they've already come to the conclusion that it's too late to be worrying ab any potential side effects of fucking with possible time lines.

They're immediatley diving across the table making grabby hands at their friendly ball of interdimensional light as it floats off, trying to go for it as soon as they land before it wanders off and they're left having to hunt for it.

I need you to picture these 2 kids just DIVING across a table of important clan people shouting smthn ab DO NOT TOUCH THAT FUCKING LIGHT

They miss it and it dissapears through a wall rip

Maybe they end up slamming into it trying to catch it for comedy effect actually

Other than just sentimentality there's also definatley a tactical standpoint of trying to get them to stay

That's THE Senju Tobirama, second Hokage, white demon and inventor of a fuck ton of jutsus. And also Izuna, who is much less known here to his (by now used to it in these kinds of world) displeasure

All young and untrained and perfect for grooming into a loyal konoha shinobi, ready to grow into his prime by careful hands who knows exactly what he could become

How much more terrifying could he be, if trained specifically by someone who knows his talents, shown his own research to build off of and given all sorts of modern tools he never had before

And also Izuna is still there and he's so fucking sick of being underestimated rn guys what the fuck he's cool too

Anyways the second Tobirama and Izuna hear "hahaha maybe you should stay a little longer..." they're BOLTING

They've heard that song and dance like 20 times now they know the warning signs and you seem nice but they are NOT risking another 'secret yandere' situation again, goodbye.

Their only saving grace is that respect and sentimentality does win out here in letting them go without too much arguing, no matter how valuable they might be. Got lucky this time around, might not be so lucky the next

[midnight--sadness]

(k-pop idol AU anon) hewwo~ i'm back again ◝(˶˃ ᵕ ˂˶) ◜♡ first of all, YES TO GEUMJA BEING GIHUN'S MANAGER. YOUR GALAXY BRAIN! I LOVE IT! and you know youngsik said this in an interview and none of his bandmates believed him... you mean it's such a small world, that his mom was thee gihun's manager? sure, pal. but once he's proven right he will never shut up about it hahaha! oh and back then when geumja found out that her husband was cheating on her, you know gihun would 100% support her in beating up that good for nothing man ৻(  •̀ ᗜ •́  ৻)

secondly, yes yes yes inho as a rapper! r&b and rap is an iconic duo. inhun giving aaliyah & dmx vibes~ anyways, let's continue where we left off~ ദ്ദി ˉ͈̀꒳ˉ͈́ )✧

i don't think inhun would be able to make things official during their tour. yeah they do feel the love and find comfort in each other, however everytime they're about to confess they're always interrupted by ilnam, the assistants, fans, or the stage crew. it saddens them both, but the show must go on... (˶˃⤙˂˶)

after this, gihun and inho try to keep contact as much as they can! this is the 90's so they have payphones or pagers/beepers. they can't meet in person because of the crazy paparazzi, and also the reputation of the record label must always be in focus. they feel very frustrated over having  to repress their feelings. on top of all that, inho feels like he's going crazy whenever a award show host or a backup dancer gets way too close or comfortable with gihun. "unhand him, you heathens." he seethes (҂ `A´) ︻╦̵̵̿╤──. inho knows they're not even in a relationship, but that doesn't mean anyone can put their filthy paws on the world's most precious pearl named gihun. though... it appears that the heavens might have blessed them with a rare chance to finally see each other.

both guys were in the same building for song writing sessions and meetings, but they were in different rooms. they had no idea about this until they saw each other in the hallway. inho and gihun had to practically beg ilnam and geumja to let them spend at least 25 minutes together, they promise that nobody will know. inho and gihun brought up that if they can't get to release their pent up energies, it will impact their performances and the label's profits negatively. that's how the music executive and the manager agreed to let the two of them be for a while and do their thing lol

cue makeout session in a secluded corner ( ∩´͈ ᐜ `͈∩) inho holding on to gihun's waist for dear life, afraid of losing him again. whilst kissing they finally reveal to each their true feelings, a heavy weight lifting off their chests. they're boyfriends now! ♡〜٩( ˃▿˂ )۶〜♡ inho's hand travels down to gihun's crotch area, delighted to find his soft mound and getting to feel the puffy folds. right now they don't have much time and can't get too messy because of their schedules, but they're more than satisfied with almost devouring each other and handjobs. one day they will finally get to go on a short hiatus and take weeks off everything. they will find a private soundproof room and have marathon sex all day all night ( • ᴗ - ) ✧ gihun would still have to take birth control pills though, just to be safe.

but before that happens! they're making hits after hits, their little intimate session in the building proved to make them better at their job. they were glowing, too.

meow (≽^•⩊•^≼) tune in for part 3 in which it will be about gihun announcing his retirement from music  industry in 2011-ish, followed by inho doing the same, them revealing their relationship to the world, and present day with our fave boygroup & girlgroup~

(also dw junho and inho's stepmom are very proud of inho, & so is gihun's mom. she points at the tv and smiles widely telling everyone; "that's my baby!")

STOP AS SOON AS U SAID THAT GIHUN WAS SINGING 90S R&B I IMMEDIATELY THOUGHT OF AALIYAH!!! 😭😭😭

ahh i'm glad u liked it!!! 🫶💖 and omggg everything abt this is amazing, i loooooooove it 💖

inhun being in a secret AND forbidden relationship???? 😩

I CAN'T WAIT FOR PART 3!!!!! 😖😖 giggling and kicking my feet

[imaginesbymonika]

Tender | Part 2

Pairing: Robbie Williams × Gallagher!sister reader

Plot: There's nothing more heartbreaking than appearing in your (secret) ex-boyfriend's new biopic. Especially when it reveals unknown truths that shift the almost forgotten past into a brand-new light...

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user 1: so i wasn’t imagining things when i saw him in the background

user 2: actually speechless right now

user 3: but how would he have found out??? they were so careful

user 4: i don’t think liam did it to be honest considering how they stayed friends for numerous years after ‘95

user 5: it’s easier to stay friends with someone when they’re not shagging your sister i guess 😭😭😭😭

user 4: but if that was him right???? that would mean robbie knew about it but chose not to tell y/n?????

(1994: January, thirty minutes before filming Top of the Pops)

„Are you even allowed to smoke?“, a voice questions, and when Robbie turns around he almost drops his cigarette. He had truthfully never seen a prettier girl before in his entire life. Or perhaps he did. However, he couldn’t recall anyone looking- „I know you’re over eighteen, but still.“

„Sorry?“, he asks and eyes how she reaches into her jeans pocket to pull out her own pack. Robbie can't help but glance at her hands. Of course, she smokes reds. The popstar looks down at his; blue camel. He suddenly feels far less cool.

„Your white shirt.“, she explains and makes a sharp gesture:“ Aren’t you worried you’re going to get it all dirty?“ He lets out a weak scoff, one that could be misinterpreted as somewhat of a giggle. „You know, you’re going to destroy every teenage girl's fantasy when they find out you’re a smoker.“, her (y/e/c) eyes drop to the floor, where countless finished cigarettes are laying around the spot where he's standing:“ A chain-smoker, nonetheless.“

„Who are you?“, he asks, bringing the cigarette back up between his lips. He wants to sound nonchalant, he really wants to:“ Are you new here?“ The young woman in front of him simply chuckles:“ Yeah, kinda. I‘m Y/N.“ Robbie nods in silent acknowledgment.

For a moment neither one of them says anything else before the door opens and a young man pokes his head out:“ Oi! Y/N, hurry- we don’t have all day.“, his eyes shift from Y/N to Robbie. Suddenly there is something flashing up in his stare that sends a shiver down Robbie’s spine. „Aren’t ye this guy from-?“

„Did you lose your manners? Introduce yourself first.“, Y/N rolls her eyes while tossing her cigarette on the floor. „Don’t scold me! You ain’t Mum…“, he sneers before turning his attention back to Robbie:“ I‘m Liam, by the way. Her brother.“ His gaze is almost predatory and the way he walks isn’t doing much to make him any less intimidating.

„Anyway, Noel’s been looking for ye everywhere.“, Liam says to his sister without tearing his gaze off the younger man:“ Can’t just run off on us like that. Not on our big debut day!“

„You’re right, sorry. Bye, Robbie.“, she smiles softly at him:“ See you around.“ And with that, they both disappear back into the building.

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user 1: sobbing and weeping since yesterday

user 2: you’re so EVIL for this

user 3: are they lovers?

user 4: WORSE

user 5: OH MY GOODDDDDDD