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8makes1cheese · 4 years ago

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f2l with Song Mingi♡

Pairing: Mingi X Reader

RoommateAU, (and like High SchoolAU in the beginning and kinda CollegeAU?)

Tags: cursing, shitty attempts at comedy, fluff, kinda sorta suggestive?, ig drug use and drinking?(booze and weed)

Words: 2.5k

A/N: Okay so, this is my first bullet scenario thing? and its weird...like this is so weird but I tried XD it ended up this weird mix between bullet scenario and oneshot fic and i-

...............all I can do is practice and try to get better but yeah. SO HERES THIS :D (im srry don hate me T-T)

-Finding Your Best Friend-

this bb would be the best-est friend you would have in this world

probably why you fell for him in the first place, but let's not get to ahead of ourselves

you guys met freshman year of high school

your guys' mutual friend Yunho is really the reason why

you just moved to town, and since said town was small, it was clear to you that everybody knew everybody else

you felt pretty lonely on the first day because of that

second day of freshman year is where is all started to come together

you were looking for a nice spot to sit and have your lunch outside because you didn't want to look like the weird loner person eating by themselves in silence

you found a pretty spot under a big tree near the track field, you put a random cool cake making tutorial on your phone and ate your lunch

the video was at a part where they were placing intricate designs in frosting all over the cake when you hear "Whoa, that is so cool!"

you jump about 3 feet in the air and immediately gather up your phone and get up to spin around to see who interrupted your quiet time

a young man, not sure his grade, with peach colored hair and a worried expression on his face, raises his hands in a surrender pose

'okay but what the hell was he doing, watching my phone behind the tree?'

well reader, we'll never know

"I'm really sorry! I didn't mean to scare you that bad! Really, I am so so so sorry!"

you, still in shock, just nod at him

now you're both just standing in front of each other

not saying anything

....well

this is awkward

"I-I'm Yunho...by the way."

you clear your throat, not sure why, nervous habit

"[Y/N].."

"So, uh... Haven't seen you around here before.."

once you explained you were new, and new to the town in general. There was no escape.

you were now best friends with the giant teddy bear and there was nothing you could do about it

yunho immediately took you under his wing and showed you around the campus. Then the town itself after school was out.

but Ro this seems to be turning into a yunho x reader fic/ bullet scenario

stfu I'm getting there

what did this turn into even

so now you and Yunho are bffs

enter giant teddy bear 2.0

you and yunho are hanging out at lunch, it's become a usual for the past two weeks

and Yunhos other bff is becoming sus about why Yunho hasn't been eating with him at lunch or doesn't seem to have as much time after school for him

that's when giant teddy bear 2.0 (if you don't know that its Mingi then idek-) finds his bestie with some random chick

a really adorable random chick

"So this is where you have been?"

you and Yunho start, not expecting someone to find your guys' spot

Also, deja vu, amiright?

"Oh, hey Mingi!" Yunho greets the tall dirty blonde haired teddy bear

And you're totally not sitting there thinking, 'holy shit, he is...wow.'

and that's how it all started

he stayed and introduced himself and you hit it off just as well as you and yunho did

maybe even better..

he started showing up everyday, at the what was dubbed 'The Cool Kids Spot™️' by you all, with yunho

even tho we all know you guys were NOT the cool kids

then it went to him being at the spot before everyone showed up

so he could see you first

then it turned into him meeting you up after class so you both could grab your food together and meet up Yunho at The Spot™️

before you could even realize it, he became your person

you were the first person he ran up to and hugged after him and Yunhos dance group took home 1st place at a competition

he was the first person you called when you were told that your poem won an award

you were the person he'd come to if he needed any kind of advice

and he was the first person you went to if you needed to get out of your head or your anxiety was getting to you

the high school years went by so fast

a lot changed

but what never changed was Mingi, he may have grown

and damn he grew

but he was your constant (and yes, yunho too, we can't forget yunho bro)

-Knowing They're The One-

high school came and went

Mingi and Yunho were accepted by a prestigious performing arts school

you, however, were going to just a regular college

luckily, both schools weren't terribly far from each other

which is why, instead of suffering in dorms, you and Mingi decided to get a apartment together, not far from both schools

yunhos ass stayed with his parents because they live like right next to the school, lucky hoe

you all still make time for each other

but you and Mingi prefer to stay in, order takeout and watch random stuff on YouTube

whenever you or Mingi went out it was always together (unless it was classes)

Grocery shopping? Together. Doctors appointment? Together. Girls night? Together. Guys night? Together.

"So, you must be suffering right now" his friend Yeosang said to him on a rare guys night that didn't involve you.

Mingi looked at Yeosang perplexed, ignoring whatever Wooyoung was talking to him about

"What are you talking about?"

"You and [Y/N] are literally always together, the fact she isn't here surprises me."

Mingi laughed. "We're not always together."

A cacophony of "LIES" and "BULLSHIT" filled the air as all of Mingi friends called him out on his bullshit

Mingi could feel his face heating up

"W-well, so what if we are! Were best friends AND roommates."

"And lovers~" his friend San whispered in his ear from behind and laughed, dancing away before Mingi could hit him

"We're not together!" Mingi exclaimed, rolling his eyes.

"But you want to be."

Mingi turned to look at the owner of the voice. It was Yunho, leaning against the entrance of the kitchen everyone was gathered in

He was looking at Mingi with a smirk

Mingi knew Yunho knew how he felt about you

and not because he told him

well...he kinda did

FLASHBACK TIME

it was your guys' high school graduation

more specifically, the night of, and you were all partying and yunhos house

celebrating the fact that you all were officially adults now

lol you thought

and what better way to celebrate that than with underage drinking

be safe kids, don't drink irresponsibly

and Mingi. Got. Wasted.

by the end of the night, he was crying (and maybe puked once or twice...) in Yunhos arms about how beautiful you were, and how amazing and talented you were

wouldn't shut up about how soft and perfect you feel in his arms when he hugs you or vice versa

"She is my soulmate." After every other sentence mentioning how perfect you are

but wait, where were you while Mingi was crying and puking you ask?

That night you met Yeonjun, who is now one of your closest friends

at first, a friend of Wooyoungs, who you all became friends with junior year, along with his best friend San

Yeonjun, who went to a different school across town, was invited along by Woo and San

you and Yeonjun hit it off so well, drinking and laughing, and talking about how much he loves his boyfriend Soobin, and maybe you drunkingly going on about how amazing Mingi is

however, Mingi didn't know Yeonjun

and what he saw that night was you, enjoying your time with someone who wasn’t him, laughing at jokes that weren't his, hanging all over someone who could never know you as well as he did (and that totally wasn't the reason that Mingi drank like 2 bottles of straight vodka, not at all)

and at that moment

he knew

he fucked up

he was in love with you

OKAY END OF FLASHBACK

Mingi wasn't sure what to say

he could deny it sure, but he knew it was useless

not after every person in the room gave him a knowing smirk after Yunhos comment

“She doesn't-”

“Oh, whatever. you guys are literally already a couple. And dont even try to deny that. If she was here right now, she’d probably be on your lap and you two would be sitting in some corner of the house whispering some weird drunk lovey shit to each other.”

well...

Mingi really didn't have a argument for that

that night he came home sober

but you didn't know that until months later when he told you he wasn't actually drunk

anyways when he got home you were sitting in the living room

music playing away on YouTube while you type away on your laptop

you didn't hear him come in, softly singing along to the song under your breath

he stood there for a moment and just..looked at you

your hair was a mess

you had on the same clothes as yesterday

probably haven't done a skincare routine in months

you were the most beautiful person he had ever seen in his life

he felt so much love swell in his chest

hes known it for a while now but at that moment all that was going on in his head was

“That’s my soulmate. I love her. I love her so much.”

“Hey.”

he wasn't sure if he had said it loud enough but apparently he had because you flinched and turned to see who the ‘intruder’ was

“Oh, Mingi! Shit, you scared me...” you laughed. “How was guys night?”

He made his was over to sit on the couch as you told him how your paper was coming along and then waited for him to answer your question

he sat for a good minute not saying anything

“Mingi?”

he looked at you

“you okay hun?” you asked, placing your hand on his cheek

and then he kissed you

it was so quick, you had no time to register that it was happening at all

and he left just as quickly

slamming the door to his bedroom and leaving you flustered and panicked

-So....Lovers?-

the morning after the kiss was the most awkward moment that you and Mingi had ever had

luckily it didn't last long at all

you two were silent, awkwardly making breakfast

then Mingi busted out with “Man, I’m so hungover! I barely remember anything from last night!”

“Do...do you remember anything from when you came home?”

“No, to be honest, I don't even remember coming home...”

-cue forced laughter-

-cue Mingi not trying to be disappointed when you looked relieved-

he asked you if anything happened and tried not to feel sad about the fact you were going on about how nothing happened and he just came home and went to bed

why wouldn't you mention the kiss? maybe everyone had it wrong, you didn't feel the same. why else would you avoid it?

but everything went back to...normal

you two would cuddle every night on the couch

you showed up to every guys night like usual

(there may or may not have been more knowing smirks thrown Mingis way)

he showed up to the rare girls nights you'd have with your (like 2) girlfriends

(they literally just consisted of everyone chilling in some secluded spot and sparking up a blunt or two and bull-shittng)

but everything wasn't normal

because even though it lasted 0.0002 seconds long

Mingi cannot stop thinking about that kiss

neither can you for that matter

that's when you confided in your bestie Yeonjun

who knew all about your love for your other bestie

you went to Yeonjuns one Saturday afternoon without mingi

its been a month since the kiss and Yeonjun is only disappointed in the fact that you didn't tell him sooner

his solution was simple, just tell him how you feel

its so god damn obvious he feels the same

but who are you to do the simple thing right?

so what do you do?

you go with Soobins idea

and :) you:) go:) on:) a:) blind:) date:) with one of soobin and yeonjuns friends:)))))))

well

at least you were supposed to..

the night comes when you were supposed to meet at a nice cafe with their friend Beomgyu

you. were. lookin. FIRE BABY

slaayyyyy

you were in the kitchen grabbing your keys

and maybe prolonging the fact that your going out with someone who isn't MIngi

when Mingi walked out to heat himself up a noodle cup

and maybe one for you too because he didn't think you were going anywhere and was going to ask if you wanted to chill in his room and play mario kart

his jaw DROPPED when he saw you

he felt like he was just kicked in the gut, all breath left his lungs

and he may or may not have gotten an instant boner but-

he cleared his throat to get your attention

“You look...nice.” wow, Mingi, smooth

“O-oh, thanks, um... ill be back later okay?”

when Mingi asked where you'll be going and you said you had a blind date, he swears to this day he blacked out for a moment

next thing he knew he had you pushed against the counter

“Mingi-”

“No.”

“w-what..”

“You don't have a date.”

“But I do-”

then his lips were pressed against yours

and unlike the first, this one lasted a hell of a lot longer than 0.0002 seconds

it wasn't fireworks or butterflies or a sudden realization of unconditional love

it was rough and messy and filled with so many emotions including relief that your love for each other can finally blossom

you didn't say a word to each other when you parted

you stared at each other for a while, panting with big smiles on your faces

once your breathing returned to normal you gently pushed him back so you weren't pressed against the counter anymore

“I’m going to change in PJ's.”

Mingis smile lit up his whole face. “But I thought you had a date..”

“No, I don't.” you kissed his cheek and left to change.

-YES LOVERS FINALLY-

so you guys never really sat down and were like ‘hey so are we...?’

because you both knew you just....were

after that night you guys started acting like you had been dating for months

it was just like before

because of course, like always, Yunho was right

you guys already acted like you were dating

now kisses and a lot more were added to the mix

which just made everything 1000x better

everyone knew it was just a matter of time

you loved waking up to his arms wrapped around your waist and him softly snoring in your ear

he loved waking up to you peppering kisses all over his collar bones and neck

your loved bloomed♡

A/N pt2: Im sorry if the end seems so rushed as well, I started running out of steam and my mind blanked but I didn't want to prolong this and never post it...like i do with everything...

Thank you for reading!

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rogue-barnes-16 · 6 years ago

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RUSSIAN ROULETTE (Destroyer fic)

Request: just watched Destroyr too nd I'm thirsty for a fic nd saw you're taking requests from it. Can you do a fic where chris goes undercover with the reader instead with erin and when the Russian Roulette shit happens the reader does something to stop it nd chris confronts her later or smthng || idk it's a messy request sorry. || Pls make it anon??? || lol srry XOXO

Pairing: Chris x reader (Destroyer)

Genre: angsty (?) idk how to describe it

Tags:

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Warnings: not actual spoilers (that's a warning), tension, makeout, language

A/N: first of, I feel like I should make this clear again THIS DOES NOT CONTAIN SPOILERS BUT IT IS BASED ON A PART OF A SCENE OF THE MOVIE. Also, DAMN I enjoyed writing this. Also, it soothed the pain caused by the movie (thanks Nicole Kidman, you lovely human being, for destroying my heart). Anyway, enjoy <3.

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I lay down on the sofa, giving Chris a brief glance to check on him. A while ago, I could have just asked him since all the party noise would have covered our voices, but it all had gotten really quiet.

People had slowly left, and in the house there were just a few people left. Silas, sitting on the armchair; Petra and that other girl, checking their messed up makeup in the mirror; Toby, playing some random video game; Chris, sat right behind Toby, and Arturo, who was coming my way in the moment.

"look what I found" he shook the pack of beers on his right hand, a mischievous grin on his face.

"reinforcements" I extended my hand for him to give me one. "nice, I needed it" I opened the one he gave me and took a sip.

When Arturo made a hesitant attempt to sit besides me, I moved my leg for him to have more room. "looking gorgeous today, Y/n" he said, half cuddling me.

Arturo was kind of pinning over me, I knew it. I sometimes, if I was in a playful mood, would lead him on. He knew I 'was with Chris' —even though we weren't actually together—, so there was nothing else apart from teasing and light flirting.

Chris, however, to pretend, most of the times would play the jealous boyfriend card, but right now he was distracted.

There was someone who was noticing it, though. Silas had his eyes on us, and, if I only had noticed it before, I would have stopped.

But I hadn't.

I jumped at the loud thud that sounded right besides me. When I turned to it, I saw a small gun on the floor.

"Arturo" Silas called the boy besides him. He tilted his head to the gun with a sick smile on his face. "let's see if your time has come?"

The room, now silent, was filled with anxiety and tension.

I tried playing it cool, but the fear in my eyes gave me away. I knew I was being too obvious when Chris decided to intervene.

"fuck it, Arturo" he said carelessly, not looking at anyone, but at the joint he had just rolled. "don't do it" he added, lighting up the joint before giving it a puff.

"it's none of your business Chris" Chris replied at Silas' statement with a gesture of indifference while he let out the smoke. "C'mon Arturo, grow a pair. Don't wanna play?"

I knew things were about to get worse than expected when Arturo got up and grabbed the gun from the floor.

"there he goes" Silas commented, letting out a dark chuckle. "c'mon, come here and look at me in the eye."

I stole a glance at Chris, who was subtly staring at me with almost unnoticeable nervousness in his eyes.

"Wait" all of them turned to me. "he doesn't wanna do it." before Silas could protest, I gave him a knowing smirk "doesn't have what it takes"

"sweetheart, it's done" Silas made himself more comfortable before looking at Arturo again. "someone gotta play now, so go ahead"

I wasn't going to allow that to happen.

"I wanna play." I stated, standing up. "and I definitely got what it takes" I made my way to then, noticing how Chris' breath hitched, making him swallow the smoke and causing him to cough. "c'mon give me the gun"

Arturo gave me the gun, not before looking at Silas for approval. "Okay sweetheart" the man sitting before me let out a chuckle. "same rules. Gun against your head and eyes on me"

"Silas, c'mon" Petra, who had stayed silent until then, spoke with a trembling voice. "don't- babe, let's drop it."

"Nope, babydoll" the man replied. "c'mon Y/n, make the roulette spin, will you?" it took me a second, but I managed to made the cylinder spin without looking at it. "atta girl."

"baby, quit it" I heard Chris voice, but I didn't really listen to it. "leave it, c'mon" I took a deep, shaky breath, and, when I felt my eyes watering, I pulled the trigger. "Y/n!"

Nothing happened.

I exhaled, tossing the gun to the floor and shutting my eyes. "Y/n, sweetheart, you're nuts." Silas started to laugh, giving me a surprised look. "it was loaded. You can't let people tell you what to do like that" everyone started to chuckle lightly too.

"it has three bullets inside" I turned to Chris, who was holding the gun with the cylinder open. "holy fuck" he managed to feign a laugh and I exited the room, feeling my whole body shaking.

"Chris, go get your crazy girl" Silas said, not able to stop laughing. "go and fuck, she'll calm down!"

I heard heavy steps behind me before a large hand grabbed my forearm, dragging me into a dark room. "what were you thinking" Chris hissed, shutting the door. "what the fucking hell, Y/n?"

"he-" I chewed my lip harsh enough to draw blood, while my back rested against the wall. "there was three bullets, you said it yourself. I knew there was a trick."

"so what?!" he hit the wall besides me, taking a shaky breath "it was damn obvious there was a fucking trick. That's not a reason for you to play the Russian fucking Roulette"

"what if he had killed himself?" I asked, hugging myself in a vain attempt to refrain my goosebumps.

"better him than you"

"Silas gave him the gun because of me. 'cause he was flirting with me" I explained "I didn't want his death in my conscience" I replied, gripping my forearms.

"yeah? Well I didn't want a bullet in your fucking skull and I almost got it" he bit back, choking on the last few words. "do something like that again and you're out"

"you can't fucking do that" I stated. "we're undercover, you can't make me leave."

"fuckin' bet, baby" he growled, trying to pass by me and open the door. He couldn't, though since I put myself between him and the door. "move your ass out of my way, Y/n"

"you really wanted one of the criminals we're chasing to get killed?"

"I swear to fucking God Y/n-"

"Tell me" I shoved him back for him to get away from the door "that you wouldn't have done something like that if you thought it was the right thing to do" when he, instead of replying, growled under his breath with his eyes on the ceiling, I repeated, "fuckin' tell me you wouldn't-"

We heard the door's lock clicking open and I panicked, afraid someone might have heard us.

"fuck"

I took a glance at the door, which was being opened.

"shit" When I turned to Chris again, I barely had time to process that he, with his hands gripping my hips, was backing me against the wall before hurriedly crashing his lips against mines.

"Hey guys- Okay" Toby stood there, holding onto the door frame, for a long minute, watching us making out. "they're fine!" he yelled, turning back to the room where everyone was. "I think they're gonna fuck!- sorry for the interruption, I'll give you some... Privacy"

With that, the door closed again and we were left alone in the dark. It was only when we were sure we were safe, that Chris let go of me.

We stood close to each other, breathing heavily. From my current angle, the moonlight made the tears in his face gleam.

Those tears that I didn't even know were there. Those tears that kept running down his cheeks nonstop.

"what are you fucking looking..."

He went silent when my arms wrapped around him, gripping the back of his jacket with both of my hands.

"I'm sorry. I'm really sorry" I whispered. "but I don't regret it. It was the right thing to do. Arturo didn't deserve that shit, you know it"

"you didn't either" he circled my hips, pulling me flush against him, like I was going to banish. "Goddammit, Y/n. You didn't either" he muffled a brief sob by burying his face deep into the crook of my neck. "God fucking damnit."

"nothing happened, Chris" I mumbled in a shaky breath, bringing him impossibly closer to me. "I'm fine"

"you scared the shit out of me" he muttered under his breath, letting himself rest against me. "I was so fucking terrified-"

"we're alright" I whispered, pulling away to wipe his tears.

After a beat of silence, he leaned on me an planted a tender, careful kiss on my lips. And it was easy to tell that this one wasn't feigned. This one had Chris' actual feelings on it.

"what was that?" I muttered, slightly confused.

"two weeks deep into this and you already put your life on the line three times" he explained with his jaw clenched. "I'll better come clean 'bout my feelings before you do something stupid and get yourself killed." I nodded, not really knowing what to say. "you... Don't have to- we can just keep pretending, it's fine with me" he cleared his throat, fidgeting with the hem of my jacket. "but, just in case, I needed you to know"

I nodded again without letting any word escape my lips. He waited for an answer that didn't come, and after a few seconds, he cleared his throat again and walked to the bed.

I frowned at him sitting on it. "we should wait a bit." he explained "they think we're fucking so-"

"it's gonna make it more complicated" I blurted out, half wining because, damn, I wanted to be with him. To actually be with him.

"why?" he questioned, resting his elbows over his thighs. "because we'll get too attached? Because we'll get hurt if something happens to the other?"

Those questions made me angry because they were, in fact, the reasons I was going to give him. Now that he had said them out loud, I realized they were stupid reasons.

We were already too attached to each other. We would get hurt anyway if something happened to one another.

"Y/n, I need you to say something"

I walked to him, sat on his lap, and caressed both of his cheeks with my hands. "Okay. Let's do this" I replied, pulling him into a kiss that was, by no means, meant to be rough, but ended up being it.

"Listen" he pulled away for an instant to take off his jacket and mine. "don't you fucking dare to play the Russian Roulette ever again."

"Okay" I pulled the tee off my body and tossed it to the floor. "I won't"

"promise you won't do anything stupid" he demanded, leaning to kiss my jaw, just to pull away to throw his shirt besides mine.

"I promise"

"Good" he cupped my cheeks, bringing me closer to kiss my lips. "cause I'm not sure if I'll be able to stay undercover if something happens to your reckless ass"

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leesacrakon · 7 years ago

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Prompt? 72. I'll meet you halfway. Maybe Moxiety? ~14Masks

FIY: THESE PROMPTS ARE FROM MONTHS AGO. THERE ARE NO LISTS TO REQUEST FROM ATM. I’M JUST EMPTYING OUT MY INBOX

72: “I’ll meet you halfway.”

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Fandom(s): Sanders Sides, Thomas Sanders, YouTube

Warnings: Panic, frustration, tiny bit of self-hate, but nothing too serious. Food mention.

Ship(s): Romantic Moxiety

Virgil searched through his backpack frantically, his hands shaking. He forgot his Calculus homework. He fucking forgot his calculus homework. Tears of frustration welled up in Virgil’s eyes and he buried his head in his hands. He didn’t have time to go all the way back home after his morning classes and get back in time to be able to get to his afternoon classes. Virgil got out for lunch at 11 and his classes after that didn’t start until 1pm, but he lived off campus, quite a ways away, and he had other work to do. He couldn’t believe he’d forgotten. Virgil had spent hours on that homework, and now all of his hard work was for nothing. Unless…

Virgil pulled out his phone from his pocket, squirming slightly in his seat with discomfort. Virgil’s boyfriend, Patton, was attending a smaller college close to Virgil’s apartment, and while he didn’t have any classes today, he worked at a coffee shop fairly close by to both locations. He would be on break in a few minutes if Virgil remembered correctly, and maybe, just maybe, he would help Virgil out. The stressed college student ran a shaky hand through his hair before finding his lover in his contacts and shooting him a text.

Virgil: Hey, babe. R u on break yet?

💖👓My Heart💖👓: Sure am, sweetheart. Why? Is there something you need.

Virgil: Yeah…I left my Calc hw on my kitchen counter. M srry to bother u with it, but I don’t have time 2 get to my apartment and back in time 4 class.

💖👓My Heart💖👓: Do you want me to bring it to school for you?

Virgil: Pls.

Virgil: I’m srry, this is probably really messing up ur schedule and stuff

💖👓My Heart💖👓: Not at all! I’ve been wanting to see you all day anyway, sweetie. 💖

💖👓My Heart💖👓: I’ll meet you halfway. Sound good?

Virgil: Sounds gr8. Thanks again. I love you.

💖👓My Heart💖👓: Aw, I love you too, you big softie. And do you want some muffins? Cindy gave me a bunch today, they’re chocolate chip!

Virgil: Ooh, yes please, I didn’t eat this morning…

💖👓My Heart💖👓: TWO chocolate chip muffins then! I swear, Virgil, if you didn’t have me you’d be a hot mess haha. See you later 💖

Virgil smiled softly, sending Patton a few heart emojis before putting his phone back in his pocket, his heart thudding in his chest and his cheeks warm. He couldn’t wait to see his love. He was so lucky to have found a man like Patton.

#sanders sides #thomas sanders #human au #college au #virgil sanders #patton sanders #frustration #panic #self-hate #food mention #moxiety #romantic moxiety #college stuff #forgetting homework #idk if this is how college works but i tried

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obviouslyelementary · 7 years ago

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Warm red hair

THAT WAS NOT THE FULL STORY SRRY

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Five years had passed since the war.

He wasn’t even sure why he had come to visit.

He didn’t feel like he had the right to.

The students look at him like he is a monster. Voldemort himself. But worst. An enemy that had no courage to be evil. A friend that had no courage to fight back.

Maybe he liked the pain.

He liked to feel it burn.

Inside his soul.

Inside his heart.

Maybe when he looked at the fixed hallways, he felt hope. Hope of nothing like that ever happening again.

Hope was something he hadn’t felt in a long time.

The teachers pretend they don’t see him walking by. The ones that can’t do that barely give him a nod. One stops. She looks at him, asks him how he’s doing. He feels grateful.

He walked down the hallways, through passages and roads. He knew many faces inside that school. People that were in the second year when the war came are now almost graduated. Five years is nothing.

And yet five years in everything.

He changed in five years. But the world didn’t change towards him.

Then, he sees them, and freezes. He doesn’t expect them to be there, he doesn’t want to talk to them, he doesn’t want them to know he is there. Anything, any look or spit or slam is better than their judging eyes.

They see him anyway. It is too late to run one more time.

“Malfoy?”

She is the first that speaks up.

He feels cold, sad, hurting. His eyes burn and threat to tear up but he can’t afford losing any more of what he has already lost. His pride is to a minimum. He has nothing left.

“Granger. Potter. Weasley”

He doesn’t know how his voice comes out so even.

He looks down at their feet, because he doesn’t want to look in their eyes. Why would he? He knows what he will see. Surprise, hatred, betrayal.

He hasn’t left the house since the war ended for a reason. The reason was right in front of him, specially.

Sometimes, in moments like these, he regrets not forgetting the hatred of the past and becoming friends with the Weasley in that first day of school.

Maybe he would have had a chance, if he had ever been one of the golden four.

He hears and sees them stepping closer. He closes his eyes for a second, and a second only, and raises his face, because it is rude to talk to other people while staring down.

When he looks up, he has only a second of vision before arms wrap around him in a hug.

His eyes widen. His mind turns. His heart swells.

That pair of arms is slowly followed by another, more delicate ones, but just as strong. A third pair follows, hesitant, big and warm.

He blinks slowly, because he has no idea of what is happening.

But he likes it.

“I thought I would never see you again, Malfoy” Potter says, after that awkward moment is gone and the trio is standing in front of him. Potter is grinning from ear to ear. Granger has a small smile on her face. Weasley seems content, though it is only seen through his eyes.

“Call me Draco, please” he says, but inside he begs. They don’t like the Malfoy name anymore. Not for a while. Not until it is clean again.

“Draco... how have you been?” Granger is the next. She tilts her head and leans against Weasley. He has an arm around her waist. He always knew. Those two were meant to be. Probably why he never let his own crush for the know-it-all go much further than insults and stolen glances in the monitor’s rooms.

“Fine” he answers shortly. He doesn’t want to talk about himself. His life is a desperate boring mess. “How about you three? I have heard you are all training to be aurors”

“We are almost there, in fact. Next year we are receiving our first jobs” Weasley says, proudly. He nods. Tries to smile. He hasn’t smiled in a long time. He is afraid it will look foolish. Weasley doesn’t seem to mind.

“I thought we would be tired of fighting after everything but... I suppose we were born for it” Potter completes, his eyes shining. He looks happy. He is glad. Potter deserves to be happy after everything.

“And you? What are you training for?” Granger asks, once again.

Sometimes he wishes he could just tell her to shut up again. He doesn’t want to talk about him.

“Nothing” he says. The silence rules for a few seconds, making everything awkward. He hates himself. He wants to leave.

He doesn’t remember if he took his potions that morning. He hopes so.

“How are the Malfoys?” Potter asks, and he doesn’t know if he wants to break the ice or just humiliate him even further. Both sound plausible.

“Living. One day at a time” he says, slowly, because there is no point in lying. “Paying for our mistakes one day at a time”

The silent returns. Now it is heavy. So heavy. He feels sick. Now he is sure he didn’t take his potions that morning. Or maybe he did. He doesn’t remember.

Some days they make him bright. Some others, they make it all dull.

“You know that nothing that happened is really your fault, right?”

Oh. Sometimes he wants to kiss her. Sometimes he wants to slash her throat.

“I am one hundred percent sure that if it wasn’t, we wouldn’t be paying as much as we are”

The silence is even worst. Why don’t they leave? Give an excuse? Why they insist in talking to him?

“Draco”

He stops. Turns to them. Their eyes are filled with pity and sorrow. He doesn’t feel as bad as he thought he would.

“If you ever need anything” he continues. He is surprised. It isn’t Potter nor Granger who offers help. It’s him.

Weasley.

Why Weasley?

“We don’t. We have more than we need” he says. He is talking about money. He knows Weasley isn’t. He says it in hope that he will be angry, or annoyed, and stop pressuring. But apparently, not only Potter and Granger changed.

Weasley walks forward, puts a hand on his shoulder.

“Malfoy. Draco. Enough with these family rivalries. We have nothing to do with them. I am tired of wasting my energy in things that aren’t worth it” he says, and his smile is as warm as the sun. He feels so cold, like the moon. “Everything is over. Why can’t we start again?”

He doesn’t feel like he is worth someone like him.

People like them.

Blue, green and brown meet gray in a soft dance. The song is slow. The ambiance is calm. Nothing feels wrong. Everything feels right. The sun rises and they are so warm. Grey is so cold. But it feels itself warming up.

“I don’t want your pity, Weasley”

“Ron, please” he says, and the smile never leaves. He is sick of it. But he also needs it. “Call me Ron”

This feels wrong.

Longbottom should be here. Lovegood. The female Weasley. Blaize, Pansy, Crab, Goyle. Anyone. He betrayed them. He had the chance to choose. He made a mistake, he was saved, and yet he returned to the wrong side.

Why would they give him a chance?

Why him?

He only notices he is crying when Weasley’s expression changes. His eyes widen and he pulls away, rubbing his eye with his sleeve and turning around, away from the trio, away from their sight.

He can’t cry in front of them, he can’t!

But he already has.

He has cried in front of Potter before.

He is sure Granger heard him once or twice.

They had probably told Weasley already so there was no hiding anymore.

But in front of them?

Like a useless, weak baby?!

That was all he was, anyway.

Just like his father. Weak. Dispensable. Useless.

Weak. Weak. Weak.

They touch him again. On his shoulder.

Like a toy, he falls, legs trembling. His knees hit the ground as the first sob comes out. It is loud and regretful and it shows how weak he is. How weak he has always been.

He knew he shouldn’t have left. He shouldn’t have come here. But he did. And now he has to deal with the consequences of his actions.

The trio surrounds him as if they had always been friends.

As if whatever hatred and distrust between them had never existed.

There is an arm around his shoulders, someone holds his hands and someone else caresses his head.

He doesn’t want to know who is who.

He cries for what feels like hours. It’s probably a few minutes.

He doesn’t want to open his eyes.

“Do you want us to leave?”

Her voice is very soft.

He nods slowly.

One by one, they let go. He rubs his eyes then, and takes a few deep breaths.

When he opens his eyes, they are gone.

He hears no steps, no movement.

He stands, wondering if it was all a dream.

If he is so desperate that he is imagining things.

That he is so lonely that he creates fake company.

That he is so sorry that he presents himself with the three, specifically.

That he wishes everything had been different, and he had chosen the side that hurt less.

It has to be a dream. They would never forgive him. Not after all he had done. Not after all he had ruined. Not after all those years of pain and suffering he put them through. Not after the war. Not after the betrayal.

He stands and fixes himself, checks his hair and clothes.

And as he folds his sleeve.

He sees a warm red hair.

#my fanfic #harry potter #draco malfoy #ron weasley #hermione granger #hurt comfort #angst

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dakotasada · 7 years ago

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hi!!!!!!!! i’m pea and this is dakota!!!!! this might be a bit of a mess because both me.... and dakota.... are a mess.... but whatever!!!!!! if you wanna like... plot or somethin then like message me or like this or reply or whatever you want! send me a carrier pigeon if you’re feelin it! anyways, dakota!!!!!!

dakota was born and raised in brooklyn, by her dad and older brother, as some kind of tag team system that shockingly worked. her mother abandoned them when dakota was 5, hell yeah abandonment issues!

even though her family was very distraught for a while after her mom left, they kept very strong and she would kill for her family if it meant it

thats all for the background now into the Current Day Stuff

her profession! she’s a professional hacker, and hacked for the CIA for a while, but she dropped out of that because Fuck No Babyyyy~ ( even though she still is a contact agent and will hack if it’s Very Important ) and went her own way!

which lead her to video game design and production as a sort of ~cover up job~ that she secretly loves. she’s designing her own indie game at the moment, and makes all the art for it as well as programming herself

she’s INCREDIBLY smart, she graduated as her schools valedictorian, and went on to study at columbia, which ended up boring her beyond belief, so she just dropped out.

after dropping out of college, she was sat there thinkin uhhhhhh..... what am i supposed to do now? she was eighteen, jobless, and degree-less.

so she got a job at gamestop! she had to endure teenage boys telling her she was dumb for telling them that she preferred one system over another, it broke her a lil!

that just spurred her to make her /own/ games, and so she started taking programming classes. they were kinda boring though because what was she gonna do just programming. it had to be bigger.

through those classes, she met her hacking mentor! her mentor taught her Everything, he was even a part of the Anonymous hackers united thing, and from there she was Off!

she worked in DC for a while but she moved back to NYC to help pay the bills for her brother after he got outta college and got a job, which was where she stayed until she turned 21, and left the CIA formally.

once she was out of the Government loop, she decided that she needed to be somewhere else. so she moved to rosegold! she thought it could help provoke her inner game designer.

personality wise, she’s a bit of a mess. she’s incredibly obsessive over things, and she’s also very childish, so most of the time she’s obsessive over things that really shouldn’t matter at all.

she also is very private about her matters, which was something that she learned in the CIA mainly. she is shy in talking about herself and her past, but will gladly wring it out of other people.

um some connections? can i get a hell yeah

they met!!!!!!!! thru gaming!!!!!!!! im very passionate about this one pls i just want a gaming friend that she is competitive with

she just wants friends tbh give her friends

ill write a formal connections page at some point but this is the best ur gonna get at the moment! srry fam

also i ahve a discord if uw anna like... hmu on that its chill

#( the VEGETABLE! )#im sorry for this mess #it really represents her though she's A Messy Gal #rseintro

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etherecll · 8 years ago

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hello there, my friends, my amigos, my sunday ice creams. u can call me min ( or allie, i was here b4 so some of u may rmr that ), i use she/her/hers pronouns n im from GMT -3 ( #lulindo2k18 ). im still crying of joy over nct's first win and crying of anger bc kim samuel and pledis boys deserved better :)))))) so my point is, i cry a lot. n also i just spent like an hour n a half trying to write this bc my internet hates me ( i cried bc of that 2 ) its a mess. hmu for plots pls !!! n yes thank u thats it !!! luv u

this is hella long im srry luv me even tho im young n ugli n not practical thanks u

name: baek in ho , pronouns: he/him/his , age: twenty years old , occupation: college student. born in seoul, sk but raised abroad until the age of fifteen.

trigger warnings ; death, familiar death, car accident, drinking under influence

okay, for his persona i'll start being mean pls dont drag me

he is not particularly good @ anything ??? v hard working but doesn't have any passions :/// if he wasnt such a soft his label woul probs b 'i dont kno wat im doing'

like uk how u once saw ur best friend in the second year of high school exposing someone n u thot wow this hoe was born to b a broke kim kardashian ?? well nobody ever looked at him n thot that :/// mostly because everyone always looked at him n saw someone they could step in to get where they wanted :))) he doesnt mind th0 :))) protect him someone anyone

ok now onto the sad backstory ://

in ho comes from a long bloodline of rich assholes that turned a small construction business into a large empire ( sky group ). his mom was the illegitimate daughter n the apple of his grandfather's eyes ( he had an older son w his actual wife but he hated her so he nevr cared abt him ?? smh ) but after he was born, in ho's grandfather did not have eyes to anyone else in the world but him ( not even his other grandson who was abt three years older than in ho ) so when in ho turned 8 n his mom died in a car accident his grandfather put him on a pedestal n started to protect him from the world

he never met his father, his mom had passed n he was always in a new place w his grandfather who was way too busy. so ofc life was a bit lonely then but he was a happy kid who received love from everyone around him even if they werent family. therefore he grew up well n by the time he settled back in seoul n started high school he wa s just a small n soft baby who had the best intentions at heart

and here it comes, the defining moment™

i did mention somewhere he had a cousin right ??? anyways he did !! they were hella close, despite everything happening w their family

n the baek cousins had a friend. the three were always together

n NOW IT COMES, the defining moment ( ik i said this b4 but fr this time )

it was just a few days until graduation, the three musketeers went to a party n 2 of them got shit faced drunk ( minus in ho ofc, u got that right ). his cousin got his hands into one of his father's expensive cars n well they decided to try and race w it again, not in ho ofc. but his cousin n their friend were set on doing it no matter wat, so in ho decided to tag along n try to stop them b4 something happened ( yes that didnt work, u got that right again )

his cousin died on the spot, in ho was severely injured n their friend was the only one to make it w/o any serious damage bc surprise surprise, they were the one driving

just like that, they had just become responsible for the death of their best friend. more importantly, the heir to an influential n powerful group, so ofc they wouldnt get away w it

well they wouldnt if in ho hadnt stepped up n taken the blame for everything

he told his grandfather and his uncle that he had been the one driving under influence n that he forced his cousin to take part in the race. no one rlly believed him at first, bc he was such a well behaved kid. but his uncle ( whom already hated him ) wanted to send him to jail, so his grandfather had to come to his rescue. he basically made everything disappear n everyone believes his older grandson died due to a rare blood illness. he tried to pry the truth out of in ho, but the boy wouldnt say anything. so he just gave up, n accepted wat seemed to b the facts

his relationship with his grandfather was never the same tho. bc he was so heartbroken n kinda felt like he always favored the "wrong" grandson

okAY so rn he is in college studying bussiness to try n make his grandfather happy again. may b ??? someday ??? take care of the family bussiness ?? but thats not where his heart is which is part of the reason why he does so badly, even tho he is always trying his best :(((

so one of his goals is to make something of himself n fix his relationship w his grandfather. but before anything he has to keep the secret about the accident n protect his friend

#mnet in case ur reading this #fight me #gnintro #- ̗̀ & . ' salty pledis stan ! ̖́- ⌜ooc⌟

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cnisms · 8 years ago

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ok wow... here are some v basic intros for beck, aja, veronika, bella, angel n natalya ! they won’t be super detailed bc... theres fricken 6 of them... some are longer, some are shorter, they are all ugly. but i do know my muses inside out so if u ever want me to expand on anything or fill in any gaps, just lmk. no stat pages for any of them yet, so i’ll list the basics in here. plotting ? yk what to do ! im me or just punch me in the face ! n ofc if theres specific plots u have in mind already just lmk bc as yall know... im always gonna snatch them up anyways (also ONCE AGAIN sorry for never replying to ims, i’m just a lot of foul moods these days n obviously it’s got nothin to do w yall so i wait... aka i get five minutes of peace a week... but i 100% always wanna plot n be friends !!! i WILL reply... eventually...) v brief mentions of miscarriage, drug addiction, neglect, murder n obviously death.

i lied i actually did start this ugli’s stats !! barely, but they’ll be here.

you will never met a bigger nerd than beck ever im tellin u now

had a nice childhood, parents are both scientists n lowkey hippies, v v v smart household. they were always more friendly than parental with him due to the fact that he’s always been (not super mature but) very intellectual.

grew up interested in everything. studied hard n fast. has graduated too many times. thought maybe the goal was to be a lecturer ? couldn’t pick on what tho. ended up staying to hang around his last university and instead tutors literally everyone in literally any subject. if ur muse is studying @ imperial college ? beck is their favourite tutor. srry it’s law !

just a nice guy ? unfortunately doesn’t have very many negative traits to him bc that’s just the way it worked out but he does talk a lot n has trouble effectively communicating anything he hasn’t studied so he may not always appear to be the nicest guy but ? he rlly is just a ugh jesse mccartney vc beautiful soul.

barely getting by bc how much can u charge uni students ? the answer is the minimum. he’s never been super materialistic or anything so it’s not a rude shock to him but his social life suffers (i mean he could find plenty to do himself but he is always rejecting invitations) due to lack of funds.

so boring.. so vanilla..

has to told be told to shut up or he will go for two days n yes it does hurt his feelings xx

megan ajala parekh (goes by aja), 22, cisfemale, panromantic, pansexual, listens to too much usher

was raised between the city n a farm a lil while out of town. had to deal w all of the divorce drama worse than either of her parents. they all cut each other off when she was 16 and she’s fake af making jokes abt it, acting like it was the best decision ever but she wasn’t prepared at all ? she was just couch surfing n surviving on birthday money from her grandparents n she was scared but v “no goin’ back now ig!” about the whole situation/

big mess ! also had no idea what she wanted to do but she was actually a huge flop education wise (no offense gf, me too) n ended up in a government programme n through that she just did whatever was recommended so she ended up in aged care n she loves it !

to be fair she loves everything tho so ? that’s not really sayin much.

super excitable n ott. is always goin’ head first into everything.

as a result she’s also always exhausted n grumpy. one or the other. she can’t calm herself down n maintain a healthy lifestyle. it just doesn’t work.

lives in a disused hospital bc why not. she’s savin’ up for a nice van... to live in... that’s rlly where she sees herself.

except she’s not really saving up bc she’s the definition of headassery and is spending all her money on fast food and expensive sunglasses n hats that she will lose that same week.

i’m falling asleep but naomi scott is a goddess so whom cares

veronika erikson, 40, cisfemale, biromantic, bisexual, old as mc’heck so she’s actually got a life for me to talk abt

born in denmark, was scouted at 16, lived between paris and new york after that, had massive success as a model. made money, set trends, still pops up in every other #goals pinterest board and #mood instagram tag. was an entire it girl back in the 90s but ! it was never fulfilling.

literally all she wanted ? her entire life ? was to be a mother ? nothing else ? modelling was a good way for her to make money bc realistically she wouldn’t have been happy doing anything that wasn’t raising her own children but she was never satisfied.

NEVER GOT HER BABIES ! despite marrying very young (she was v keen to start a family but she was also super in love) n immediately gettin into it and giving up her career at 23 to be at her prime health-wise, she had no success. suffered a LOT. the fact that the problem could never be identified was obviously super frustrating n stressed her the frick out ? the miscarriages my dude... she’d been through it n would tell herself not to get her hopes up but it was obviously always worlds worst heartbreak every time.

grew to resent her husband bc tho she knew he wasn’t to blame, she needed to put it on someone. never adopted or looked at other options out of (irrational) fear that she’d have the same kind of feelings towards any children that she didn’t birth herself so ! shit didn’t get better. it literally started 10 yrs ago... and it the negative feelings changed in intensity over n over but they somehow managed to survive 10 years n only recently separated so ! she got rid of everything n moved to london for a fresh start where she now flips houses bc she can ig n it gives her smth to do !

honestly would make the best mother ? she’s aunt to the yates siblings (hey huns) and always did the most for her fricken mini-me imogen. beautiful vodka aunt who brings gifts and gushes about u n is here to gossip but is ready to go off on ur ass if u force her to. won’t go around babying people but... if u give her the chance...

that... that’s her personality... ideal mom in every way.

separates her private n public life very well but doesn’t share her important thoughts or feelings at all. generally a nice but passive person.

courtney love tweeting about riverdale vibes.

arabella gomfrey, 23, closeted pan princess (literally a princess (cici is shaking)), sofia coppola’s marie antoinette

the whole gomfrey situation will be developed eventually but for now here is this.

they may not be, but bella is a v affectionate person. is wedged firmly up her entire family’s ass. loves her parents n lets them n everyone else know. rlly thinks they’re right about absolutely everything. will agree to n do anything they say.

will do anything anyone says honestly ? as long as it doesn’t come in conflict with what her parents want for her ? tell her to walk off a building bc it’ll make her parents happy n she’ll sit there stressing and considering it for hours.

won’t think for herself but still manages to be a major fake. only tells u what you want to hear, excessively sweet, will not be the one to deliver bad news ever hell nope she’s paying someone to do that for her.

v cliquey n judgemental. her inner circle is literally just other pretty rich girls.

loves the whole situation she was born into n has no shame. milks it. does the most. will throw a tantrum when she doesn’t get what she wants. entitled brat !

idk how but she’s the most catholic person you’ll ever meet ? the pope is jealous.

models bc she knows can do whatever the hell she wants without trying ig. just likes the applause.

angela (angel) rosado, 24, panromantic, pansexual, loves girls, Is Beautiful .

yea rosado as in the resort aha... nbd ... was adopted by the rich old rosados when she was 10 n has lived the good life ever since but before that . it was p ugly.

she was literally left on her neighbour’s doorstep when her parents got evicted from their home when angel was 6 months old ? they took her in but ! they struggled ! so a year later when angel’s mother was pregnant again n sorted herself out for a min n came back to claim her so they could be a family or w/e, the people who had been caring for her were obviously like um we rlly should not trust this bich with a baby but we’re abt to be kicked out ourselves so ... they basically forced this image of angel n her mother n the next baby livin happily ever n let her go.

her mother had another girl n angel loved her even tho she was tiny herself... she was (and still is dw her sister is thriving still) crazy abt this baby. she rlly could not love her sister more. their mother wasn’t clean for long, but their father was much worse. when he died 2 yrs later, she quickly worsened too. she was ill n not fit to parent at all but the girls lived with it for 4 yrs before they were taken away. they were told their mother passed away a few months later but neither ever looked into it.

it did not get any better ? in foster care they were bullied ... so bad. they would sneak off everyday to avoid it n then they got in trouble from their carers for doin that like ig you can’t win ! so they were gonna split the sisters up n angel was so ,,, dependent on her lil sister (n got teased for this bc her sister was literally tuckin her in and singing her to sleep every night as if she was the baby) n was not feelin too good about the situation my dudes !

anyways they snuck off to the library soon after n ig hit up The Google for a solution ? n they accidentally ended up reading some story on wtvr gossip site abt these hotel tycoons adopting for the fifth time. angel’s sister.. literally found rosado resorts’ business email . ASKED THEM TO COME ADOPT HER N ANGEL TOGETHER N TAKE THEM AWAY TO LONDON...

n it worked ? luv a (kinda) happy ending

obviously becoming part of a big, rich, sober family in a different country was weird n difficult once the excitement wore off but they made it work. her sister fit in better than her n their parents saw that ? n they noticed she was p much living off of her sister entirely ... but they were v good abt it, they put a lot of time n effort n love into angel n she grew to be THE daddy’s girl of the bunch. like he was good w all of the kids but they always had their (jealous) memes abt angel being the favourite. everyone grew up n moved on, still all v supportive of eachother. angel ? still living near her parents, checkin’ in everyday, still getting everything she wants handed to her.

doesn’t even pretend she’s effectively dealt w the bad memories of her childhood, just straight up acts like she remembers nothing except for her sister singing her to sleep. remembers everything n struggles with it everyday but that’s her business apparently.

likes to let u know that she knows she’s better than u ? better than everyone ? except maybe her sister n her father. doesn’t even like her other siblings. loves them yea, but she doesn’t like them n always starts drama crying to her parents abt how they don’t like her either.

kinda just a real snob yk what i mean ? she’s lit abt her work and her like.. total of 2 friends but otherwise likes to act real unimpressed all the time.

u would think w the shit she’s seen she would be an understanding person but nope if she doesn’t like it, she doesn’t see it.

her parents bought her .. a gym .. for her 20th bday n she opened a few more in the yrs following that and now has celebrities up on instagram posing in angelfit activewear, pretending to drink her protein shakes, u know the deal. she’s v proud of herself.

UM OK WOW its 8am i’ve been working (slowly) at this whole post for 6hrs now n i just forgot i was keeping these short but i can’t pick which details to remove so u know what ? this one stays meaty. thats it tho i think !

also peep her nameless sister in case anyones lookin for muse ideas in the future :P x

N FINALLY... natalya nikolayevna belyakova, natasha works, 27, demiromantic, demisexual, cute ! dont know if u noticed but she’s russian !

these muses just get more n more extreme as u go down the list o wow n still none of them get a coherent introduction. especially natasha bc ? ok so she was raised by dirty money but ... criminal organisations in moscow ... lets not even get into it. let’s say they were big in weaponry.

anyway ! it was just her, her brother n her father. v close. they were weird, everyone knew this. she had no friends, even when she was living out of home to study. her social life was literally whatever dangerous dinner parties her father invited her to n that was it.

it was never that deep (AKA IT WASNT GROSS LIKE EVERY1 MADE IT OUT TO BE) she's literally just shy n angery pup meme. she’s the pretentious smart girl in every story ever who is like “i hate ppl... books cant stab u in the back” like ok relax who asked NERD but she rlly could not escape her family so might as well love them !

um ig her father had her mother killed when natasha was abt 8 yrs old. apparently she was havin an affair. her brother spilled the beans to her yrs later when he was mad at their father. she wanted to be horrified for a second but thought it would change nothing so there was no point. she rlly stanned her father huh ?

he dead too now rip. while natalya was away studying, every1 in their home... her brother, father, everyone workin’ there ... all ... got killed n then the house was torched quick. she knew business had been gettin uglier but this ugly ? [ mari vc ] ruined her fricken LIFE.

one of her father’s creepy old friends eventually had to let her know what happened n how everyone saw it coming or whatever like ok thanks buddy ! natasha’s rlly sad obviously ? doesn’t last long. now ... she’s mad ! now... She’s pissed.

so she’s come to blame this gang that’s heavy in london. she REALLY drops outta school, comes on over, worms her way into their major rival gang n WAITS. she’s been here . for yrs now . and is yet to do . anything ... despite being obsessed with the idea of revenge. she’s playing the long game and making sure she’s getting all the details right bc she’s like Well this is a suicide mission might as well make it count ! its sad but -.- what are u gonna do ? (rival gang subplot coming soon btw whew!)

keeps her desire for actual bloody revenge to herself bc she doesnt wanna look like she’s gonna cause trouble for anyone when she DEFINITELY IS. she only acts angry enough to have her >.> allies >.> belieb that she’s loyal.

obviously committed . obviously she needs some milk .

not a fun person ? unless u tryna die also. but she’s very put together, v professional, cultivated, charming ig when she wants to be, unfortunately adorable, v organized, um what else ? nothin. that’s that. thanks !

THIS IS SO UGLY I CANT BELIEVE I EMBARRASS MYSELF LIKE THIS BUT U KNOW WHAT ! [ CHRIS TRAEGER VC ] LITERALLY ! A MEMEY INTRO POST IS BETTER THAN NO INTRO POST ! GOOD LUCK WITH UR LIVES ! LOVE U ALL !

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