#bc he showed me a special secret item

[othystt]

i miss connor mckinley is one of my biggest catchphrases and i've said it so much it got to a point where my friend ordered me a cameo from stevie webb (a west end mckinley) and made him say "i, connor mckinley, miss you too" and i don't think i've ever been more embarrassed

i miss connor mckinley

[weeb-polls-with-pip]

Autistic Anime Boys Prelims - Propaganda Division - Group 6

Propaganda:

Kiriwo -

"Seems innocent at first and he's just a guy with a special interest in magic items, but watch out."

Arjuna -

"MASKING KING!!!!!! ok joke aside one of his biggest things is that he's super scared that if anyone gets too close to him they'll notice he's not perfect/has a 'secret darkness' (that's literally just a guy) and overall a lot of his storyline is a strong parallel for being neurodivergent and becoming more comfortable with accepting it. he's also super strict and hard on himself for any sort of failure that isn't in line with what's socially appropriate but at the same time he doesn't always have a good grasp on what that is which is how you get stuff like him blowing up a forest to try and impress someone. it also runs in his family bc his brother is autistic as hell too."

Sherlock -

"God, where do I start? I mean what Holmes adaptation, even if he's not the main character, would this be if he were not autistic coded? And our combo of autism and ADHD is absolute perfection, all tied up with a pretty, excitable face. Hit him with the crime hyperfixation and do not make him wear socks."

Apollo -

"Not canonically autistic but he has ZERO volume control plus he scripts/repeats stuff (“I’M FINE!!!”), sometimes mimics other people’s speech patterns (like replying “ja” to Klavier), sensitive to loud noises (stayed backstage at a concert cuz it was too loud) and bright lights (complained about the stage lights being too bright at the same concert + screamed when opening the hatch to the bright stage at magic show), and has been really into space since he was a kid, which could definitely be a hyperfixation (not to mention how he read every single one of Phoenix’s old case files back when he admired him). Plus he’s a little TOO normal, to the point where it circles back around to making him the odd one out, which is absolutely what masking feels like for me. Even when he tries to be fun and weird he gets strange looks/made fun of for not being weird in the right way. The list of autism symptoms is just a checklist for him at this point."

Heiji -

"90% of the cast in detective conan is autistic but heiji is the most autistic of them all."

Urara -

"Another alien who is so excited to dance with everyone that he does not understand that his intended purpose of inviting people to dance via water communication is brainwashing them into dancing and is causing extreme chaos. He nearly causes an apocalypse by being so excited about dancing but he apologizes and tries to make friends with Yuki at the end of the story. He is extremely soft spoken and try, finding it difficult to begin conversations and fidgeting."

Shu -

"speaking specifically about the first season but he was the "explains everything so the audience knows whats happening" guy. he was pretty antisocial (not sure if thats just how he was or if he lived alone [which was fucked up cause he was 11]) . im trying to think of more but my brain goes hghghhhggggh im just a big fan of him."

Vash -

"ain’t no way i’m the only one who’s submitted him. go look at the gif of him crawling in the dirt like a bug while he dodges bullets and get back to me."

Hyakkimaru -

"Due to a terrible curse he has lived his whole life without several body parts including his eyes and ears. Because of this he is often overstimulated and awkward in new situations (when he doesn't do what he does best, killing monsters and samurai with his sword arms) He can't say or express much, and often comes off as strange and creepy, but he is actually a cutie patootie full of emotions, has a big heart, a keen brain, endless inner strength and loves the people close to him! This adorable, cursed, demon slaying boy deserves everything!"

Kei -

"He has the tbh face. Also he canonically has sensory issues and gets sensory overload. He constantly wears earbuds. He has an extremely rigid sense of morality and considers himself a savior figure. He has a hard time relating to other people and is a bit awkward in his interactions."

[tinka-tank]

(They didn't have the Paldea one 😭)

Part 3 in the DC Pokémon AU, please see previous posts for more lore and I'm still open to more help and suggestions

Check the #dc pokemon au for it

These are just things I shit out and maybe someday I'll properly render everything but my design process for these is make them have a color that their typing has as in pink for fairy and blue for water etc.

Very special thank you to @illusionsignmisdirection for the help with this au and all the wonderful suggestions and ideas

Alec:

Alec is the ice type gym leader, he is the 1st gym leader overall. His gym is a library and he is the main librarian. He's planned to be apart of the villain team (known as Team Idol) as their leader so under the gym is the secret base which has those annoying ass ice puzzles we all are too familiar with.. and the gym is on top of an ice mountain because your first task is going to be haul ass up that mountain #absolutely and yes he is divorced and his wife took their son as she should #yup He's the only one with a party decided with a Delibird and Snorunt and his later party as the final team boss is to be decided.

For his design I went with icy librarian man that's literally my thought process and a tattered coat to show age and tired energy

Gabby and Ellie:

Gabby and Ellie are the grass type gym leaders, the second gym leaders overall. It started off as Gabby, but I imagine she had Ellie join her seeing as Ellie is a good battler herself. I like to think they're married or at the very least promised to each other, as see by the matching rings I gave them. They are so in love really... and I like to think Ellie made their outfits for each other (I couldn't pick which Gabby design I liked better so I put both) because I still think she's a fashion designer and probably her job is working at an office or freelance design, as seen w the pencil skirt and flats I gave her. I wanted her to look cute and professional to show that looks can be deceiving because she's also apart of Team Idol and maybe Gabby might be too, depending on what happens in dcas w her and the villains alliance. Gabby is supposed to give whimsical yes, like the most whimsy grass girl ever who waters her flowers and would shoot you if you litter type of shit. I think sometimes Gabby is solo then Ellie takes over other hours or sometimes they both battle together. Gabbys job is probably the city/town gardener, probably sells herbs and healing items that aren't found in Pokémarts

Hunter:

Hunter is the ghost type gym leader, he is the 3rd gym leader overall. I like to think his gym is some kind of abandoned warehouse or some other abandoned place turned ghost rave ! Ally is the DJ and does all the electrical work while Hunter battles challengers and puts on performances with the fellow ghosts roaming around. I based his design on the fact that he should be allowed to wear whatever he wants and the neon glowsticks and bracelets are based on his team colors !! Also the pale face paint and make up bc he's a performer duh and a crinoline with tattered fabric bc he's fancy like that. Didn't wanna add too many skulls bc that's Jake's brand he was the first one move over Hunter and his job really just is performer like he performs all the time for cash and relies on Ally dj money too 😭

Riya:

Riya is the flying type gym leader, she is the fifth gym leader overall. Yes her flying type is because of her assassination attempt on Aiden no one can change me I'm a woman. And also because her with a Bombirdier fits and also an Altaria and Vespiquen, but it's still to be decided. Her design was inspired by sky trainer bodysuits and her shoes height are to reflect her incredible balance and how she's always above everyone else both physically and mentally. I liked adding armor that looks like she's a warrior because let's be real here she is here to WIN. Also gold. She's regal. Love her sm... I think she puts on air show performances and is a celebrity, movie star all over again... like she's so fabulous how can you look away ? Her gym in my head is probably a runway of sorts or movie studio, probably shoots her battling to add into her movies really and yes she's apart of the villain team, she's second in command because why wouldn't she be

Miriam:

(Queen) Miriam is a retired gym leader, she once was the fairy type gym leader, formerly the eighth and last gym leader. Jake now is in her spot and she sometimes visits the gym. She normally is at home baking and providing for the neighboring Pokémon. I like to think her ace is Alcremie cause of obvious reasons and that Jake gifted her a Fidough to keep her company when he's busy at his job and the gym. She has a more bright and "good" aesthetic than Jake, so her gym was more different than his currently is. I like to think she could be challenged later on if this was a game, like post game ! I like to think she also exposed Team Idol and either was kidnapped or just. Roams free who knows. But she's strong and a wise mentor to Jake who helped him calm down a bit so he doesn't destroy everything with his powers when losing.

Other tidbits:

- This is the Tipiskaw Region and it's like side game regions where no new Pokémon are introduced but old ones are available like from previous generations

- The order is:

1st gym: Alec (ice type)

2nd gym: Gabby and Ellie (grass type)

3rd gym: Hunter (ghost type)

4th gym: Connor (steel type)

5th gym: Riya (flying type)

6th gym: James (electric type)

7th gym: Grett (dragon type)

8th gym: Jake (fairy type)

Elite four: Oliver (normal type)

Elite four: Emily (psychic type)

Elite four: Derek (dark type)

Elite four: Trevor (ground type)

Champion: Kristal

- The name of the Villain team is Team Idol, consisting of Leader Alec, second in command Riya, Grett, Yul, Ellie (maybe Gabby) and Fiore and their goal is for complete domination

- Yul is the first fight due to being brash and a show off, many people believe he's the leader of the team because of this and he is a fire type speicalist (also Yul has big beef w James as they are rival idols and both have Oricorio aces)

- Fiore is a NFE specialist (not fully evolved) specialist with Pokémon that just aren't fully evolved yet, but she is still strong in her own right and she trashed Tom's cop car definitely

- Grett is the dragon type specialist and a gym leader herself who later decides to help you the player (Lake and Drew) to stop the team bc she realizes it's wrong and gives the key pass to the secret base she is STRONG

- Also yes Lake is the female MC and despite not being an all star, Drew is the male MC. Lake is the talkative protagonist Drew is the silent protagonist

- Aiden is the friendly rival with legit one Pokémon, that being Pidove and it eventually evolves into a Tranquill and just stops there. Ellie is the hating ass rival, maybe, I think so yeah

- Tom is a police officer and almost a Looker figure as he is constantly going around the region and yes him and Jake had a thing and it's going poorly like in all stars

- Tom will be kidnapped by Team Idol yes, and other shit occurs which the gym leaders (that aren't in on it) have to help save the day

I like to think this is Jake's reaction to the shit storm Ellie throws at him bc she kidnapped Tom:

I'll make another post later on with all the complete details of all the characters and their rolls, I'm primarily focusing on the dcas cast

[friends-to-lovers-tournament]

Friends to Lovers Tournament: Round 1, Side A, Match 9

propaganda under the cut!

Iruclarazz:

LISTEN THEY ARE THE OT3 TO BEAT ALL OTHER OT3's LIKE THEY HOLD SO MUCH POWER!!!

1. THEY ARE SO FUCKING FLUFFY AND COLOURFUL AND PURE AND ADORABLE AND—*chokes on emotions* anyways they're literally the most wholesome and supportive of all ships like i can't even begin to summarize how much they care for each other

2. THEY CANONLY CALL EACH OTHER SOULMATES and even if clara and azz don't understand what a soulmate is (they're demons) they're just happy to be close to iruma. 

3. whenever one of them is upset or bothered, the other two form a team and they go ALL OUT to lift the third person's mood!!! they try to solve the problem but if that's not possible, they just stay with that person and try to make them feel better so that they can face their problem with a better mood and more strength

4. they're ALWAYS together. and none of them are bothered by it!! and instead of being toxic about the need to stay close, they establish boundaries! like they have their own secrets they can't tell the others and that's totally fine! no pressure at all in their squad

5. listen these three help each other become better people!! like they bring out the best in each other and it's the most wholesome, encouraging, healthy, lovey dovey ship ever!!! like clara becomes more responsible despite her need for chaos bc she wants to make sure azz and iruma can depend on her! azz stops putting up walls and allows people to approach him because he wants to get involved in the other two's lives! and iruma learns how to set boundaries with these two where he could never say no to anyone!! like if that isn't the most awesome and perfect relationship idk what is!!!

6. one tol and two smols that's all.

THERE IS JUST SO MUCH MORE IN CANON THAT SHOWS HOW AWESOME THESE TRIO ARE AS AN OT3 BUT YEAH IT'S THE MOST BEAUTIFUL POLY SHIP I'VE EVER SEEN IN MANGA!!!

Sunnflower:

ok listen their relationship is extremely important to the plot of the game so they get a lot of focus and a lot of the stuff they say abt each other is like????? bro thats kinda fruity ngl??????? theres like. a lot of stuff i could say about them. like a lot. too much actually

so instead ill just, idk summarize their relationship and then give some fun facts abt them

Sunny and Basil are best friends! They're shown to be very close to each other, closer than they are to the rest of their friends. They rely on each other to listen when they need to vent, and like to read books together! Before the events of the game, Sunny and Basil become involved in an incident that basically tears their friend group apart. Basil keeps the secret of their involvement from everyone because he cares too much about Sunny to let him get in trouble. They then don't talk for four years, and spend the entire time pining for each other!

Basil hopes for four years that Sunny will finally come back to him, meanwhile Sunny has retreated into a perfect dreamworld he uses to cope. All of his friends are there, and everyone is happy, and the dreamworld is full of things Basil loves. The most common food item is tofu(Basil's favorite food),  there's an entire race of plant creatures that adore tofu(Basil likes to garden + his favorite food), his garden in the dreamworld is huge and has lots of flowers that represent each of his friends! Also, an important NPC says this abt Sunny and Basil's relationship: "He is special to you. A string of fate ties you together." A string of fate you say? Hmmm, I wonder why they phrased it like that...

Also, when Sunny and Basil finally do start talking again, Basil says stuff like this: "W...Wait... P-Please, SUNNY... Don't leave me... Not again..." "After all this time... you've finally come back for me. But... tomorrow... you're going away. H-HOW COULD YOU DO THAT!?!? That's mean, SUNNY. That's so mean!" Yeah... he's not doing too well...

But don't worry! After a year or two of therapy I'm sure these two can have a happy, healthy relationship!

Obviously I have a lot more to say abt them but it's all literary analysis and context clues and stuff, I just wanted to point out the more obvious stuff!

[sleptting]

does it mean anything if he replies to all uur posts about love at the speed of lighting ,, touch uur supplies and items without permission even tho uu arent that close to each other ,, complimented uu while trying to act like he didnt even care abt uu ,, help uu with anything ,, look at uu when uu drink water or take of uur mask just to see uur face ( bc uur very insecure and barely show uur face ) ,, ask people to remember uu when uu rr excluded ( again we arent even besties ) ,, is ok with uur teasing ,, smiles a lot around uu ,, is sometimes nervous around uu ,, always look at uu while smiling and talking to his friends ( sometimes i even hear my name ) ,, allow uu to vent to him ,, ( still not sure if its him ) puts his name as " Y is sooo cute <33 " in Kahoot ,, when alone he says something like hes abt to tell a secret but then just says a joke instead and look away shyly while smiling and giggling ,, is the only person ( that isnt uur bestie ) that remebers uur birthday ,, is the first to answer every question or anything that uu said ,, compliments uur grades ,, looks sad and a bit angry when uu walk up to him but talks to other people instead ,, held uu hand one time during tag games ,, laughs at every jokes of uurs ,, chooses uu when he needs help with anything ,, relies on uu ,, played family with uu and he agreed to be the husband and uu be the wife ,, keeps all of uur tiny paper notes uu send to him ( which rr mostly jokes ) ,, stop talking and asks if uur ok when uu overstimulate or cry ,, avoids uu after uu didnt give him a valentine ( even when everyone in the whole class was talking abt uu giving someone a valentine ) ,, listens to everything uu say and agrees with uu ,, calls uu smart even when uu get 98% on a math pop quiz ,, keeps the pen uu gave him on his birthday ( he didnt knew it was uu until one day uur freinds said it was uu who gave him a pen and he still kept it and uses it on special writing projects ,, keep on looking at uu while uu put on makeup ,, surprise hug uu ,, gives uu uur phone ,, looks at uu constantly ,, say uur better than anyone else ,, asks for uur opinion and uur opinion only

i think he sees me as a friend or enemy idk

[angelofbloodlust]

A/N: As promised, here’s part 2 of this post!! Here I’ll be going into detail on how it would be hanging out with each of them, and the route it would go with you choosing them :) I also put a cut on this post bc it’s incredibly long 😭

An additional thing: These are all 5 different stories, and 5 different AUs for each person you end up with. They are in no way connected to one another!

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Scream Group Fighting Over Fem!Reader, pt. 2

TW: Alcohol use, Cheating? Mentioned in Billy and Sidney’s parts, implied sex and NSFW remarks (Not straight smut), violence & mention of murder

Billy Loomis

Starting off with Billy, my king <3

He’s definitely the last person you expected to be suddenly asking you out to join him on a night on the town, but you couldn’t complain, especially with his offer to buy you food and potentially (and illegally-) snag y’all some alcohol

You question whether he’d wanna take one of your guys’ cars around, but he assures that he wants you both to walk around instead, be able to take in the scenery for once

Which you agree to, as you find you had never really properly put enough love into the little town you two live in until now

As he had said, first off he takes you to one of the local places to eat. It was casual enough, not being a place too expensive but just enough to feel a bit more special to you than the typical fast food you’d grab for a lazy dinner

You two found it incredibly easy to joke around the entire time, and you found yourself seeing a new side of Billy that day. He was warm, inviting. He was usually so closed off and stone cold, you didn’t know if he had ever flashed a genuine smile until now. It was a sight that you got embarrassed to acknowledge flared up butterflies within your stomach.

He wouldn’t let it show, but he knew what this all did to you. He was incredibly smug over how he could leave you in awe over just the simple glimpse of his smile, and this only encouraged him more to continue on with his pleasant day with you

He’d offer to look around some stores with you afterwards until the sun began to set, the two of you fucking around with the items in there rather than actually looking to buy something and nearly getting kicked out, but you were having too much fun to care

But, once the sun had gone down, now was the time for his elaborate scheme to steal from one of these said stores. He claims he had done it many times before, and doing it again wouldn’t be an issue. You were worried of him getting caught, of course, but it was also silly to you seeing him so subtly shove a bottle of liquor into his jacket and strut his way out, being oh so proud of himself while he grins brightly

“Got this for you, princess.” He coos as he slips you the bottle, his tone of voice and the unexpected nickname flooding your face with heat as you return a shy smile back to him. You weren’t meant to like hearing him talk to you like that so much, but you couldn’t help it. Though, guilt still stung at you with the thought of Sidney.

He offers to take you somewhere special to him after you’ve secured the bottle in your backpack, and from there you’re finally led back to his car, where the two of you get in and he drives you out to a clear field not too far from his house. It was isolated, more calm than you could ever expect for a place in Woodsboro

“This is where I come out anytime I need time to myself, when my dad’s around. It helps me clear my thoughts.” He claims to you calmly as you two make yourself comfortable on the grass underneath you.

“Never thought someone like you would have a secret hide-y spot.” You giggle in response, cracking open the bottle after grabbing it in order to take a swig.

He didn’t respond to you, only gazed at you with half-lidded eyes and a fond smile while you forced yourself not to cringe with the bitter taste of the liquor. He found amusement in how your lip twitched and your nose scrunched up, “Not too used to it?”

“Shut up, I’m not typically allowed this stuff.” You sighed, playfully rolling your eyes over to look back at him and pause as you finally pick up on his lovey expression. “..You alright, Loomis? You look a little off in dreamland right now.” You tease.

“Hm? Oh, yeah, I’m fine. Don’t worry yourself over me.” He hums in response, giving yet another grin to you. He was good with playing off his emotions, though you still grew a little suspicious. But, you held back from questioning him further as you two shared the bottle and rambled about random things with each other.

You two grew close after that night, finding yourselves talking much more during the school days, much to the others’ dismay. You were basically attached to Billy’s hip, while being entirely unaware of how much this aggravated the rest of your friend group

And Billy made sure you were kept unaware, it made it easier to snag another night alone with you a couple days later. This time his father wasn’t home, and you were invited to a movie marathon night with him

Once again, it started off normally with you and Billy getting your snacks prepared and happily settling in on the couch together to start your first movie, Halloween

Though, you quickly became aware of a very drastic change within Billy. He was being touchy, not caring to put much space between you both as he used the excuse of sharing a blanket in order to wrap an arm around you and bring you to his side

And you gave in, while being extremely confused. You shrugged it off after a moment, it seemed harmless enough. Friends could cuddle, couldn’t they?

He didn’t stop there. First it was yet another harmless thing with him leaning his head into yours, then him playing with strands of your hair as you felt his calm demeanor. And you enjoyed it, but had he just completely forgotten Sidney existed..?

What made you finally say something is when he decided to make a movement to pull you into his lap, causing your cheeks to turn red-hot as you looked to him in shock.

“Billy, don’t you think this is a bit much? You have a girlfriend!” You whimpered nervously.

“Relax, I’m going to break up with her really soon. We’ve been struggling a lot lately, it’s basically over. I promise, princess.” He assured you, bringing you to relax a little with that thought.

“Not because of me, right..?” You questioned him quietly.

“No, no. We’ve had other issues.” He replied. Which was true, though you were oblivious to just how dark the real reason would be.

You gave a gentle nod in response, and allowed yourself to get comfortable on Billy’s lap. You felt unsure, but.. happy. This felt right to you, and you couldn’t ignore that fact.

He made you feel a different feeling than any of the others did, and you wanted more of it. More of him.

And you got exactly that. Without thinking, you shifted to press your lips to his, wrapping your arms around his shoulders as he brought you in close against him.

Billy was meant to be yours, and you knew it. All you needed was to wait for him to break up with Sidney, and things would be perfect.

Though, you didn’t expect her to be murdered by her father before then. It was a shock how all of a sudden you were left with Billy and Stu as your only two, injured, friends from then on.

You were at Billy’s side without a second thought, though, and he loved you for it. You were meant to stay with him.

Only. Him.

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Stu Macher

Stu was without a doubt, one of the boldest men you had ever met. From the moment you joined their friend group, he was at your side and never left it

You’d almost have to push him off of you at times, though it was only really when you absolutely needed a bit of space, otherwise you quite enjoyed having him with you

For a while you two only really interacted at school, though you had exchanged numbers at a point and would call often as well. You noticed he was extremely flirty over the phone, almost as if it gave him more confidence rather than being face to face with you. You found this oddly adorable, it was clear he had a crush on you, and you liked that.

Though, you decided to let him make the first move. And he eventually did, inviting you to join him at a party a mutual friend of you both was throwing for their birthday.

You were more than excited, and took the chance to doll yourself up and emphasize just how much of a goddess everyone viewed you as

Stu was nothing short of awestruck when he finally arrived to pick you up, taking any chance he’d get to look you over with.. very wholesome thoughts, ofc <3

You found it funny how unsubtle he was with his drooling, and he only grew more eager when you found you didn’t seem to mind one bit

From there, you two headed to join the party, and found yourself entirely amused as the people who recognized you whooped and hollered with the sight of you on Stu’s arm

The only person who stayed silent when you both walked in? Randy.

With a red solo cup tucked in his hand, Randy glared at the sight of you two walking in together. His scowl grew with the sight of Stu’s big, smug grin while he greeted everyone around him, who did he think he was, seeming so proud of stealing you from him?

You turned your head to perk as Randy approached with a faked smile, narrowing his eyes to Stu’s equally as fake, innocent expression before his eyes found you.

“Hey, interesting to see you here! I didn’t take you for a party girl, Y/N.” Randy joked, bringing you to flash a playful smile when you shrugged.

“I’m not usually, but how could I turn down free drinks?” You teased in reply, laughing out before looking up to Stu with that sweet smile of yours. “Speaking of drinks, I’m gonna grab a beer, want me to get you one?”

“How could I say no, doll?” Stu smirked as he purred down to you, watching you head off a moment after until his gaze is interrupted by Randy’s huff.

“I told you to back off her, man. Do you even know what boundaries are??” Randy hissed as his brow furrowed, causing Stu to give a roll of his eyes.

“Oh, shut up, I’m done listening to rules when it comes to her, I’ve got both you and Billy barking at me over this shit. I’m doing what I want, and she’s obviously down with it, so. Back off.” Stu scoffed down to the ginger, still keeping his proud smile as Randy only turned more irritated with him.

“You don’t fucking know that! You guys aren’t dating.” Randy snapped in a slightly louder, more fed up tone.

“Not yet. But after she’s hopped off my dick, I’ll let you know.” Stu sneered in response, quirking an eyebrow as Randy fell quiet for a moment.

“Fuck you, man.” Randy spit, shoving into Stu’s shoulder when he passes by him to walk off.

“Fuck you, too.” Stu grumbled under his breath while keeping his glare on Randy’s form, until his attention is once again broken by the nudge of your hand on his arm.

“Hey! Got your beer.” You chimed in a cheery tone as you passed him the brown bottle, instantly lifting Stu’s mood when he smiled affectionately down at you.

“Thank you, gorgeous. Hey, do you wanna head upstairs? Johnny’s got a pretty cool game room up there, we could play some stuff together.” Stu innocently suggested to you, the offer immediately taking your interest as you nodded excitedly and followed him up.

And you did exactly that for a long while, completely losing track of the clock as the two of you thrived in each other’s presence. He made you happier than you had ever been before, and after the amount of time you’ve spent with him over the past months, you finally realized you were falling for him

And before you could say another word, Stu paused your game of pool to flash an uncharacteristically meek grin towards you. “Hey, Y/N.. Could I ask you somethin?”

“You know you can, Stu, always.” You snickered in response, watching him come around the table to stand in front of you. Your heart fluttered as you met his gaze, the way he towered over you made you slightly nervous this time as he hesitated with his question.

“Hypothetical question.. Do you think if I asked you out, it would fuck up our friendship?”

You paused with this, before giving out a snort. “No, I don’t think it would.. Why, were you thinking about it?” You teased him.

“Maybe.” He grinned. “Would you say yes if I did?”

You matched his grin as you nodded your head, “I would.”

He visibly perked with your reply, his expression bright as he marveled down at you and leaned in closer. “Okayy.. So, Y/N, will you go out with me?”

You allowed him to lean in within a few inches of your face as he obviously searched for a kiss, a smug smirk on your face as you finally reply. “No.”

His face dropped, causing you to burst out into laughter as you shook your head. “Wait, wait, no! I’m joking! I’ll go out with you!” You assured in a squeal, watching as he stared at you for a brief moment and swiping you off your feet a moment after while faking anger through his joyful laughing.

“Goddamnit, Y/N! You freaked me out for a sec!” He exclaimed, laughing more as he sat you down on the pool table and happily kissed all over your cheek and neck.

“I’m sorry!” You wailed out through sharp giggling as the man keeps you secure in place on the table as he loves on you, trying to keep yourself still through the ticklish feeling of his lips

“Such a little jerk.” Stu snorts in response, pulling from your neck to look down at you lovingly and meet you in a passionate kiss after. The feeling of his lips on yours was unexpected, but more than welcome as you sunk in without a second thought.

And after the rest of your two’s eventful night, it was safe to say you two were to stay together from then on, no matter how the others protested.

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Sidney Prescott

As mentioned before, Sidney definitely had the most gentle approach whenever it came to wooing you

She knew the moment you had met that she was attracted to you, but kept her feelings hidden for the sake of Billy not finding out, as well as the fact she still hadn’t come out officially

She figured it would be a good start to focus on bonding with you, and was happy to accept the fact that you two were nothing more than friends for a long while. With enough patience, after all, she knew she’d win you over

With the previous “love” she had for Billy almost entirely faded off, she had no hesitation with asking you to come over to her house and hang out with her as much as possible. It became routine for you two, with you not even bothering to find any way to your own home as you joined Sidney on her bus after school on the daily

Your hangouts and sleepovers weren’t all too eventful for a long time, with you two just doing your favorite activities and bonding as two close friends would. Though you always noticed how eager Sidney would be to do any activity that involved touching you, whether it be fixing your hair up into pretty styles or doing your makeup for fun

You never minded, of course, you adored Sidney and even found yourself becoming slightly dependent on her affection after experiencing enough of it

You two were nothing short of completely cuddly, even going so far as to lean on her while you two would hang out with the others at school. Billy noticed, and was more than livid with the sight. It should’ve been him you were cuddled against.

But despite any of his efforts to get closer with you, you were still glued to Sidney. Sure, Billy was a cool guy, but he wasn’t the one you wanted to dedicate your time to.

And once you realized those feelings you had for Sidney, and how much you loved her, guilt began to eat you up knowing that she had a boyfriend. You didn’t even know if she felt the same way, or if she even liked women to begin with.

So, you tried to ignore it, and kept quiet.

Until, Sidney admitted she had something to tell you during one of your sleepovers. Worry overcame you through the calm aura within Sidney’s bedroom, what could this be about..?

“You’re the only person I feel comfortable enough to tell this to, but.. It’s about Billy.” She started, her eyes darting around nervously as she fumbled with the plush sat in her lap.

“Did he do something?” You questioned with a frown.

“No- Well.. I don’t know. It’s just, whenever I’m alone with him and he tries to get intimate, it’s like I can’t relax.. Something just doesn’t feel right.”

Your frown deepened with the sight of her distress, obviously this was something that was eating her up inside. “What do you think it is..?”

“I don’t think I’m meant to be with him, Y/N. With a man.”

You both went quiet with this, her eyes now stuck on her lap as you could feel her panicking in front of you.

Without another thought, you reached to pull her into a tight embrace. “That’s okay, Sid.” You assured her softly. She hesitated for a moment in your arms, before gripping onto you tightly as she buried her face into your shoulder, trembling slightly as she slipped out tears.

“I just feel so bad, Y/N, I-I thought I loved him, we’ve been together this long and I don’t wanna hurt him..” She whimpered against you.

“But you cant lie to yourself, Sidney. Stop sacrificing your own feelings for his, you don’t deserve that. You deserve to be happy.”

A smile came over your lips as you pulled back to gently cup her reddened cheeks, swiping off her tears as the two of you gazed at each other. Something clicked for you both within that moment, being together felt so right.

And before you could even register the situation, you two had met in a loving kiss that made your stomach flutter in a way you hadn’t ever felt before. This wasn’t your first time kissing another woman, but this was the first time it ever felt so genuine. Sidney was perfect for you.

“I’m in love with you, Sidney. I have been, for a long time now.” You admitted in a near whisper, shooting her a soft smile as giddiness filled her expression.

“You don’t know how long I’ve waited to hear that.” She giggled back to you, moving her hands to take yours as your face softens once more.

“You’ll break up with him, right?”

You felt relief as she nodded, “Yeah, of course, I cant do it anymore.. I want to be with you, not him. He’ll just have to deal with it.”

“That he will.” You grinned, pulling her in to kiss over her face more and bringing more laughter from the brunette as she sank into your hold.

You were unaware that this made you the next victim of Billy’s personal horror movie, but luckily, you weren’t afraid to fight for her.

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Randy Meeks

It was safe to say that the moment you and Randy officially met, any crush he had on Sidney was immediately forgotten. You were his dream girl, and he wasted zero time in making his advances towards you

He wasn’t quite as openly flirty as Stu was, but he also wasn’t subtle, either.

More along the lines of ensuring he gave you extra compliments every day, doing whatever he could to stick out in your eyes and make you as fond of him as he was of you

And you had to admit, it worked. He was dorky, and also incredibly cheesy with his compliments that mostly consisted of cheap references to movies, but it was adorable.

You noticed he’d bump it up even more any time Billy was around, which amused you as you didn’t understand why he was so defensive. Billy had a girlfriend, after all, he wasn’t an issue. Or so you thought, at least.

Randy invited you to join him during one of his shifts at the movie store after school, offering for you to choose some movies so that you and him could watch them together at his house afterwards. You were eager with this, the thought of finally getting to have proper alone time with him where nobody would disturb you and try to pull you away.

With one hand clutching Silence of the Lambs, your other skimmed through the selection of horror movies lined up in front of you. Randy had so conveniently been stocking up movies right beside you, chatting you up the past 20 minutes and rambling about random facts he had found out involving movies the two of you shared a liking for

You weren’t sure what to think of how intensely he hyper-focused on such gory movies, but you found it more than entertaining to listen to, so you never put too much thought into it

Until, Randy was forced to leave you to search alone as he headed across the store, and you were suddenly met with the unexpected sight of Billy’s dark gaze looming over you.

“Oh! Uh, hey, Billy. I didn’t know you were here.” You chuckled nervously, quirking an eyebrow a moment after as you noticed the serious expression he held.

“Is there something going on between you and Randy?” He questioned you simply, causing your features to form into slight surprise.

“Uh.. I don’t know, maybe. Why? You interested in him or somethin?” You teased, laughing out as he gave a roll of his eyes in reply.

“No, hell no. I’m just trying to look out for you, Y/N.” He scoffed.

Your smile dropped with this, “Look out for me? What the hell are you talking about?”

“He just seems.. suspicious. I could be wrong, but ever since these murders started, I’ve been wary of him. I mean, doesn’t it seem kinda weird how obsessive he is with horror movies?” Billy frowned as his hand swiped up one of the movies to take a glance at it, returning his eyes to your anxious expression a moment after to watch you think it over.

“I don’t know, I never really thought about it much.. but, is that really enough to make him a killer?”

“Not sure. I’m not assuming anything, I just want to make sure you’re careful around him.”

Your nose scrunched slightly in distaste, only giving a nod in reply before your eyes find Randy approaching you two. Before you could utter another word to Billy, he walked away without so much as a goodbye.

Randy tilted his head as he watched Billy head off, before looking down to you. “What did he want?”

“Just wanted to say hi..” You lied, you didn’t want to start anything by letting him know he was just accused of being a potential murderer. Especially if Billy was right..

Though of course, he wasn’t. He was making you hesitate on spending time with Randy, and succeeded in it all the way up until the night of Stu’s party. You were upset, understandably, someone you had trusted so much before was now yet another person you were unsure of.

You purposefully avoided him during the party no matter how much you dreamt of being able to be at his side again, instead trying to focus on interacting with your other friends and try and keep your mind off of him

It wasn’t until after the party that things went haywire. With the discovery of Billy and Stu being murderers and Randy being shot in front of you, everything crumbled. Billy was a liar, and completely psychotic for trying to make you believe an innocent man was to blame instead of him.

You stuck at Randy’s side without a moment of hesitation after that night, being at his aid while he recovered from his injury

You two had grown closer than ever, and it all came down to a few months later, a night you two were entirely alone and binging more movies together. You finally had to tell him your feelings, it was now or never.

“I wish I had never avoided you.. I’m so sorry.” You exhaled, shifting in your spot sat on the couch while avoiding his gaze out of guilt.

“Hey, you don’t have to keep apologizing about this, Y/N, I promise you it’s okay. Billy was a manipulative asshole, I’m not surprised he pulled some shit like that.” Randy huffed, glancing down as he unwrapped another piece of chocolate and popped it into his mouth.

“I still feel bad.. And it really hurt being away from you, y’know.” You pouted.

“Oh? Little miss thing loves my company, huh?” He cooed through a grin.

“Shut up,” You snorted, “You already know I do. I love everything about you.” You responded, and you watched the way Randy’s expression became slightly puzzled as he picked up on your affectionate gaze.

“I, uh.. I love everything about you, too. I really do.” He chuckled in a shyer tone, fiddling with the wrapper in his hands as he struggled to keep eye contact with you. All of that confidence gone within a second, how cute..

“Yeah? So much so that you’d maybe wanna go on a date with me sometime? An actual date, not a “friend date” as you claimed before.” You giggled questioningly.

His expression dropped into shock for a solid few seconds, until he brightened once more and nodded. “Yeah! Of course, I’d love that, without a doubt.” He beamed, and you couldn’t help but grin warmly at how genuinely happy he looked with your question.

“Do you know how adorable you are, Randy?” You sighed happily as your hand moved to cup his cheek, your eyes fond as you took in his reddened features from your touch.

“Must be more adorable than I thought if I managed to score a girl like you.” He chuckled softly. He waited for further words from you, but was only met with the swift motion of you tugging him down to meet him in a happy kiss once you found you couldn’t wait any longer.

He hesitated for a moment out of surprise, before giving out a content sigh as he sunk in and wrapped his arms around you to pull you in onto his lap as he took in the sensation of your body pressed to his. This was all he could’ve ever wanted.

You guys had endured hell together, but now it was time for you two move on and finally be happy.

Without any psychotic murderers to disrupt that.

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Tatum Riley

Even with Sidney’s gentle approach, Tatum was the most subtle one to come onto you, and the last one to.

She watched for a while, and caught notice of just how much the others were interested in you

And she was pissed for a while, especially once she picked up on Sidney’s feelings towards you and how you two were always hanging out together. But, she also noticed that you weren’t quite as receptive to the others as you were with her

You followed her like a lost puppy at times, and it was the most adorable thing she had ever seen. You wanted to know more about this mysterious woman, and eventually she decided she would let you in.

“Y/N! You’re coming with me, I’m taking you on a shopping spree. My treat.” She chimed contently after approaching you on your way out of the school, catching you and Sidney by surprise as you stopped in your tracks.

“Oh! Okay! Sorry, Sid. I’ll come over tomorrow.” You hummed gently to Sidney, who smiled as she gave a nod and pushed off her pout as she continued on her way.

“Why didn’t you invite Sidney to come with us?” You asked curiously as you joined Tatum’s side on the way to her car, tilting your head innocently and giving her yet another glimpse of how precious you are.

“I just figured you and I could bond a bit! Haven’t gotten much time with ya alone to get to know ya. And I’m usually with Sid all the time, it’s no big deal to switch it up.” She explained happily, causing your chest to swell with joy that she had wanted to take the time to focus on you. How could you complain?

She drove you straight to the mall after, and you felt hesitant on her offer to buy you anything you pleased, though eventually gave in as she insisted. After all, it was more than worth it to her if she gets to see you dressed in something pretty.

As you tried on outfits and presented them to her, she fell harder and harder for you. You were gorgeous, and she adored the way you would get so excited when you put on something especially liked

“You really are a goddess, aren’t you? I’m blessed to be in your presence.” She chuckled out, and that comment caused your face to smear red as you took a moment to overcome your shock of her sudden verbal affection.

“Thank you.. You’re really beautiful too, y’know.” You responded shyly, trying desperately to force down the smitten smile that threatened your lips.

“Thanks, doll.” She cooed, resting her cheek on her palm as she smiled back at you.

You used the excuse to change back into your normal outfit in order to keep her from seeing, and let yourself grin from ear to ear as her words rung through your head.

Maybe you did have a chance.. Unless you were mistaking this all for a type of platonic affection you weren’t used to, but you didn’t think it was. You hoped it wasn’t.

As you two continued on your day together, you grew more comfortable to be open with her. You had thought she was a little intimidating at first when you had initially met her, but she was anything but that.

She was so kind to you, putting every need of yours in front of her own despite how much you protested that she needed to focus on stuff for herself, also.

Your newfound bond with Tatum spread into your daily life, with it now becoming clear to the others that you obviously had a preference for her attention more than anyone else’s

Which enraged the other four, though you noticed Sidney had backed off a lot more than before. You were puzzled, you didn’t understand why your friend was suddenly so distant now. Was she upset you had taken her best friend?

You decided to question her one day after finally getting the okay to join her after school again, even though Sidney obviously seemed nervous with this.

“You okay, Sid? You don’t seem like your normal self.” You questioned through a frown.

“Oh, yeah! I’m okay, don’t worry.” She responded, and you instantly became suspicious as you narrowed your eyes at her.

“Nuh-uh. Come on, talk to me! You know you can. Did I do something to upset you? Please tell me.” You whined as you sat yourself up, watching her as she frowns and lets out a sigh.

“No, you didn’t do anything wrong.. Neither you or Tatum did, I-”

“Tatum? What does she have to do with this?”

You watched Sidney panic with the realization of what slipped from her mouth, stuttering over herself as she struggled to give an answer.

“Is it because her and I have been interacting a lot..? I’m not trying to replace you, Sidney, I promise. In fact, I.. don’t really wanna be her best friend at all. I wanna be more than that.” You admitted through a small smile, being completely unaware of how much those words stung at Sidney.

“Oh! That’s- That’s great! Really. I think you guys could be amazing together, I think she likes you a lot as well.. Have you considered telling her?” Sidney forced her words out through her ache, though she felt a slight joy knowing that her best friend’s feelings were shared like Tatum had hoped. If you two could be happy, she was happy.

“I have, I’m just nervous.. I’m worried she’ll say no.” You sigh.

“I don’t think she will, Y/N. And if she does, I’m sure you’ll find someone else. You’re an amazing girl, I don’t think you’ll have an issue.” Sidney responded with a soft smile, giving you the reassurance you needed, as well as the confidence to finally admit your feelings to Tatum.

And so, you later called up Tatum, inviting her to join you in your backyard one night as you set up a bonfire for you two to enjoy. Tatum wasn’t a girl that typically preferred being out in a more nature-y setup rather than the comforting inside of a home, but she was happy to enjoy it with you.

“So, I kinda wanted to talk to you about something..” You started off, getting yourself comfortable in the chair you were sat in directly beside her.

“I’m listening.” She chuckled, curiosity evident on her face as she watched your sudden spout of nervousness.

“I’ve been really enjoying the time we’ve spent together, and.. I’ve had this thought on my mind about.. where I’d want us to take this.” You swallowed down anxiously as you spoke, your eyes finding your lap more than her face in fear of seeing her reaction.

“Would you- want to go out with me? I know, um, people might react weird since we’re both girls, but-”

“Fuck those other people, Y/N. I don’t care what anyone says, I’d love to have you as my girlfriend. You’re amazing.”

Your eyes shot up to find her warm, loving gaze, and you giggled out in pure joy as you moved swiftly in your seat to be able to pull her into a tight hug.

“I’m so glad! I was so worried you would say no!” You squeaked.

“Why would I ever say no to a goddess like you? You’re everything I’ve dreamt of.” She grinned with a lovestruck tone, cupping your cheeks to press a soft kiss to your lips and bring you back into her arms after.

You were on cloud nine, you had scored the prettiest girl you had ever seen and you didn’t give a fuck about what anyone else would have to say about it.

Nothing could ruin this.

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Written in the Stars

summary ↬ being soulmates with a werewolf? pretty easy. being jungkook’s soulmate? the easiest thing in the world. there’s only one teensy tiny problem. he doesn’t want to fuck you.

pairing ↬ werewolf!jungkook x reader

genre ↬ soulmate!au, abo verse, fluff, angst, hurt/comfort (this is so fucking dramatic and for what)

word count ↬ 10.4k my hand slipped

warnings ↬ swearing, angst (but with a happy ending bc im a sappy bitch), jk is stupid in love (emphasis on stupid), mentions of violence (very brief and i don’t go into too much detail but just to warn yall), slight nsfw (sex is a big topic for like half of this but not sex is had...i know im shocked too), half of this is background info/setting up the story the other half is finally addressing the summary lolol, jk is kind of an asshole but he has reasons!!!!!

authors note ↬ hello lovelies! here’s a small little thing for you all (laughs in 10k word count). this has been sitting in my drafts for fucking ever and i just needed to get it out there and out of my hands. im thinking about writing a part two where the actual ~*/sex/*~ is had but im still on the fence about that. please let me know what you think! i literally crave your interactions so pls dont be shy,,,,,okay love you bye :)

(ps i was so close to naming this Rewrite the Stars but since this has absolutely nothing to do with The Greatest Showman i didn’t. but i was close,,,,so fucking close)

You always knew Jeon Jungkook was destined for great things.

It was written in the stars, your mother had told you after he had first stepped foot into your family-owned grocery store. Your mother didn’t have any special powers, she just had a thing for astrology. While you normally shrugged off her random proclamations about divine intervention and planetary alignments, you found that Jungkook was something you couldn’t ignore or chalk up as your mother’s latest tea leaf reading.

From the moment you set eyes on him you knew he was different. While your family held zero claim to any sort of mystical or magical inclinations, you were well aware of those who did. It was no secret that non-humans roamed the Earth in plain sight, even though it had taken humans eons to realize this. After years of savage wars and civil unrest, agreements had come into place and governing bodies were adjusted to accept the changes that had finally been made. But, this was all before your time. You were the generation that was born into the period of peace, the first children to not experience bloodshed before they could walk. The world you knew now was almost a complete one-eighty of what it had been.

Where before those who were not of human blood had to do everything they could to blend in, now could be free of the shadows. Your classrooms had both humans and non-humans in their rosters. Some of your teachers were hybrids. Curriculum expanded to teach humans about a world that had once been entirely unknown to them. One of your favorite teachers was a witch who regaled your tenth grade class with stories of goblin wars, wizard duels, and vampire covens. All tales that you had once thought were nothing but fiction were now anything but.

Which is why, the second Jeon Jungkook entered the grocery store that your parents owned and that you had worked at since you were old enough to speak in full sentences, you knew who he was. You didn’t even question it.

He was a werewolf. A powerful one. You could see it in the way he carried himself. The purposeful strides he took down the narrow aisles, the confidence in his broad shoulders. Humans weren’t nearly as sensitive as their hybrid counterparts but you also paid attention in your classes. Or, perhaps you were more aware than other humans. Never in your life did you have the issues other faced when meeting a non-human for the first time. You always knew who they were without them having to tell you. You just knew.

So, when Jeon Jungkook stepped up to your register with a bottle of water and some raw beef, you didn’t flinch. Didn’t bend under his dark gaze or shuffle your feet in an awkward attempt to break the silence. Instead, you flashed him your customer service smile and rang up his items. He didn’t say a word as he paid, barely sparing you a second glance as he strode out of the store.

“He’s going to be a great and powerful man,” your mother said in that feathery light voice of hers. “It was written in the stars.”

You couldn’t help but agree.

Jeon Jungkook came into your store everyday for the next month. He bought the same thing every time. A bottle of water and a package of raw beef. The only time he spared you any words was to say thank you or the occasional hello if the sun was shining. Usually, he was alone. Sometimes, he came with a few members of his pack. You liked those days. He smiled a little brighter and talked a little louder when they were around. Especially around Taehyung.

Then, after a month, he didn’t come in. Not for an entire week. From Monday to Sunday, you hadn’t seen a hide nor hair of him. A part of you was worried, so worried that you almost stopped Taehyung in the middle of the street to ask of Jungkook’s whereabouts before realizing how insane that made you look, the other part was chastising yourself for caring. Jeon Jungkook was a customer. Nothing more, nothing less.

The following Monday had come and you had finally stopped glancing at the sliding doors every five minutes. You no longer expected his commanding presence to rock your little world. Instead, you continued your day as if it had been any other. That was, until, Jeon Jungkook stepped through the entrance looking as if he was walking on air. It didn’t take a genius to figure out why.

“Did you have a good heat?” You asked when he stepped up to your register. Jungkook fumbled the water bottle he had been setting onto the conveyer belt before turning to stare at you.

“What did you just say?”

You didn’t shrink under his intense glare. “I was asking if you enjoyed your heat. Seems like you did.”

“How do you know I was in my rut?”

“Oh, is rut the correct terminology? Sorry, they always interchanged them in class, I was never sure what was appropriate.” You shrugged and rang up his items. “It was kind of obvious, though. You seemed pretty agitated about a week-and-a-half ago, then you disappear for a week, and now you’re back looking happier than ever. If it wasn’t your rut then I want to know where you went on vacation because that’s where I’m heading to next.”

Jungkook laughed. That almost made you jump out of your skin. You had never heard him laugh before. It was throaty, it was deep, and it was wonderful. “I’ll be sure to send you the link to the Airbnb.”

“And how do you plan on doing that?”

He smirked. “I’m here every day, aren’t I?”

You tilted your head as you accepted the cash he handed to you. “Clearly, you’re not that reliable.”

Jungkook laughed again. It was becoming your new favorite sound. “My apologies. I didn’t mean to appear flaky.”

“You’re forgiven,” you decided as you handed him the plastic bag of his purchases. Teasingly, you added, “just make sure it doesn’t happen again.”

He flashed you a smile that showed off his sharpened canines. “Don’t worry, darling. I never make the same mistake twice.”

Jeon Jungkook kept his promise. He showed up everyday, like clockwork. Bought the same thing. Arrived at the same time. The only thing that changed was how he treated you. It wasn’t that he treated you badly before, he had always been polite. But now, he talked to you. He asked you questions and answered yours. More often than not, he laughed.

(It had become your favorite sound.)

For three months, this continued. The two of you had settled into a comfortable routine, something you relied on and expected. Until, he changed that.

Until, Jeon Jungkook asked you out on a date.

“What did you just say?”

“Are you free? Tonight?” You glanced around, almost expecting to see some sort of supermodel posing behind you to explain the absolute absurdity of the situation. “What are you doing?”

“Looking for the hidden cameras. I think I’m getting Punk’d.”

Jungkook sighed and placed both hands on the counter that separated the two of you. “Look at me.” You did. Slowly and warily, but you did. “Does it look like I’m lying to you?”

Narrowing your eyes, you regarded him carefully. He seemed serious. But, then again, do you ever really know someone? “I don’t know. I’ve never actually seen you lie before so I wouldn’t know the difference.”

“Fine. Ask me what color my shirt is.”

“What color is your shirt?”

“White,” he deadpanned. You glanced down at his chest. His shirt was black.

“Jungkook!”

He threw his head back and released a full bellied laugh. Even in your exasperation you couldn’t help but soften a little. “I’m sorry, darling. I couldn’t help myself.” Annoyed, you huffed and spun to face the cash register. Stabbing your finger onto the touchscreen, you ignored Jungkook’s obvious presence on the opposite side of the counter. Until his hand reached around the card reader and grasped a hold of your chin. The warmth of his fingers forced your head to turn to meet his.

“Come to dinner with me.” His voice was nothing but a rumble in his chest, his eyes so black and all-consuming you couldn’t do anything but agree with him. He seemed pleased by your response as his fingers tightened against your skin and a grateful smile flicked past his lips. His gaze darted down to your mouth and your breath froze in your chest.

“Are you going to kiss me?”

Jungkook raised an eyebrow. “Do you want me to?”

“No.” You tried to shake your head but his grip didn’t allow you much movement. He was taken aback by your answer, a small frown tugging at his mouth. You quickly backtracked to fix the situation. “I don’t want our first kiss to be in a grocery store. That’s a new low that I refuse to reach.”

Jungkook chuckled and tapped your chin gently. “Alright, darling. I’ll pick you up at seven.”

Again, he kept his promise to you. He showed up at your parents house exactly at seven, wearing a button-down shirt and slacks. The tulips he had gotten for you was thrust into your hands the moment you opened the door. Flashing him a genuine smile, you hurried into the kitchen to set them in water while your mother grilled him on his birth time. You were quick to drag him away, practically throwing him towards the car as you waved goodbye.

“Sorry,” you sighed as Jungkook opened the passenger door for you. “She has a…thing for astrology. She’s probably creating your star map or whatever right now.”

“It’s okay,” he responded once he got into the drivers seat. “It’s sweet of her to care.”

You snorted. “She’s delusional is what she is.”

“So, you’re saying you don’t believe in astrology?”

“Do you?”

Jungkook shrugged as he pulled out of your dirt driveway. He looked so damn attractive behind the wheel it was honestly unfair. “Not really saying I do or don’t. All I know is that there are a lot of things out there that are out of our control. If believing in the stars and planets helps you gain some of that control back, I don’t think there’s anything wrong with that.”

“God, don’t talk like that in front of my mother. She’ll want to start dating you.”

He grinned and placed a hand on your knee. “Tell her I’m already taken.”

You didn’t get a chance to respond to that. Not that he didn’t give you one, it was just that you literally had nothing to say. With just one sentence he opened the floodgates of your brain and the amount of thoughts that were flying through your conscious was painful. Anxiety fluttered in your stomach and you pressed your lips together to keep you from word vomiting onto him. No, it was better to keep your mouth shut and let the moment pass.

By the time you reached the restaurant you were a trembling mess of nerves. Were you guys dating? You thought this was just a ‘testing the waters’ date, not a ‘you’re my girlfriend now’ date. Did you have to make it Facebook official? You hated that shit.

Jungkook didn’t comment on your obvious distress, though. He merely placed a hand on the small of your back, ignoring how you jerked in surprise, and led you into the quiet bistro. Nodding politely to the hostess who was practically panting at the sight of him (you honestly couldn’t blame her) and pulled out your chair for you. When he sat down, he started talking. Idle chat at first. Commenting on one of the dishes, asking about the college classes you were taking at your local university. Before you realized it, wine was in your glass and your shoulders were loose. Previous nerves forgotten, you lost yourself in Jungkook. You drank, you ate, you laughed, and genuinely enjoyed his company. Honestly, it was the best date you’d ever been on.

“I have to be honest with you,” Jungkook spoke after he finished his raw steak. “I have an ulterior motive for asking you here tonight.”

“Oh,” you mumbled around the shrimp you had just tossed in your mouth. “So…this isn’t a date?”

“No, it is,” Jungkook clarified quickly around a dry chuckle. He seemed…nervous. It put you on edge immediately. “This is definitely a date. And, also, more.”

“More? What, is this a proposal too?” You were joking. A 100% joking. But Jungkook was staring at you so seriously it made you panic. “Jungkook, if you get down on one knee here I swear-”

“I’m not proposing,” he assured you. “This is something more than that.”

“More?” You parroted. Jungkook sighed.

“Do you know what a true mate is?”

Right there, in that quaint little bistro, on a date with quite possibly the most untouchable man you’d ever met, he explained how you were irrevocably his. His true mate, his soulmate.

Jungkook explained everything in great detail, which you appreciated, because honestly, you had no words. He explained how when he was born, the witch who cared for him told his father that his future glared brightly ahead of him, but only when he met his other half. True mates were rare. Mating was common, the wolves in his pack could have multiple mates or a lifelong one, but true mates were destiny. Someone or something out there had forged the two of you together. You were essentially each others other half. He was made for you and you were made for him.

“But…aren’t true mates only for wolves? I thought it’s impossible for a human to be a true mate,” you asked in a shaky voice once Jungkook took a breath.

“It was supposed to be impossible. Until, I met you.” Jungkook stared at you with a sort of reverence that made your entire body blush. “I have no idea how you are. I’ve spent hours researching. I’ve consulted with members of my pack and others. No one knows why.”

“Are you sure, though? I mean…what if you’re wrong?”

“I’m not.” Jungkook shook his head. “I visited the witch right after I met you. She took one look at me and told me that I had finally found my true mate. She said she’d never seen a future so bright before.”

You had no words for that. For the first time in your life, you were speechless. Jungkook seemed to understand. He let you sit in silence as he paid for the bill and walked you out to the car. The drive back to your parents house was the same. You couldn’t speak. The shock rendered you stupid.

By the time Jungkook pulled into the driveway you still hadn’t spoken a word to each other. You stepped out of the car before he could open the door for you. Walking up to the porch steps in a trance, you didn’t hear him follow you until he clasped your wrist in his hand. Turning to face him, you were surprised to see his brown eyes so big. They practically sparkled in the moonlight and he looked so soft and sweet you nearly melted into the wood beneath your feet.

“Please,” he whispered. “Can you…just - are you okay? You’ve been so quiet. I’m worried I’ve scared you off or something.”

With that voice, it was impossible to deny him. So, you said the first thing that popped in your head. “Do we have to make it Facebook official?”

Jungkook stared at you before bursting into laughter. “Really? That’s all you have to say?”

You blushed and glanced down. “I’m just worried, that’s all. I can’t remember my Facebook password so even if you wanted to change it I don’t think it’ll work.”

“So that’s why you never accepted my friend request,” Jungkook teased. Before you could squeak out a response, he wrapped his arms around your waist and tugged you forward. You kept your arms crossed across your chest but let yourself fall against him.

“Don’t make fun of me,” you whined as you buried your face into his shoulder. He smelled so good, a mixture of pine and spice. “My brain hasn’t worked since you told me I’m yours, so bear with me.”

Jungkook chuckled and gently swayed you from side to side. “Does that mean you’re okay with this? All of this?”

Sighing, you lifted your head up and stepped away from him. Jungkook was not impressed and pulled you back to him. Your heart swelled in your chest and you wrapped your arms around his neck in consolation. “Honestly? I haven’t really processed anything. You’ve had your whole life to come to terms with this. I just found out thirty minutes ago that I’m someone’s soulmate. It’s a lot to take in.”

Jungkook nodded as he tapped his fingers against your hips. “I know. It’s a lot…I’m a lot. I just want you to know that you don’t have to do this. You don’t have to be with me. I won’t-”

Now it was your turn to burst into laughter. You couldn’t believe those words had left his mouth. It was easily the most absurd thing you’d ever heard. “Jungkook, I want to make something very clear. I have no problem being your true mate. That’s not the issue here. Well, there really isn’t an issue. It’s just…hard to believe, I guess. I have to process that this is my new reality.”

“Really?” Jungkook perked up and looked so fucking cute you couldn’t help but cup his cheeks. His skin was so warm despite the cold autumn air that surrounded you both. “You want to do this? Be with me? Be mine?” All you could do was nod. You were so overwhelmed with emotions. The shock was evident, but a piece of you was so happy. You felt whole.

Jungkook’s face split into a wide smile that caused his nose to scrunch up. He wrapped his arms around your waist and spun you around. Squealing, you slung your legs around his hips and held on. Normally, you’d rather die than show this much affection to someone. But, this was Jungkook. Your soulmate.

“So…what do we do now?” You asked once Jungkook set you down. “Is there, like, a ceremony or something?”

“I have no idea,” he admitted as he stared down at you. He had a hand against your jaw and was rubbing your cheek tenderly. “I really didn’t think I’d get this far.”

You scoffed at his ridiculousness. While recognizing you were Jungkook’s true mate was going to take some time, believing that he thought you’d deny him was utter nonsense. “What if…what if we date, first?” You suggested timidly. “I know that sounds kind of weird considering we’re supposed to be the loves of each others lives. But, I don’t really know you all that well. And, I think this is going to take sometime for me to get used to. Maybe we should date, get to know each other, and just learn how to be with one another.”

“Whatever you want,” Jungkook agreed. “We can do whatever you want. Just as long as I have you, I’m happy.”

Two years passed.

Two blissful, wonderful years. Two years of dating, two years of loving, two years of being Jeon Jungkook’s. It was everything you could’ve asked for and more. You had never felt so loved and cherished in your entire life. He respected you, he took care of you, and most importantly, he was there for you in every sense. Since the moment you met him, you hadn’t been alone. He hadn’t let you. Jungkook knew you better than you knew yourself.

And, it was the same for him. You were there for him when he transitioned into the leader of his pack. You were there when he took over the CEO position from his father and encouraged and supported him every step of the way. You let yourself be loved and in return he let you love him. It was wonderful.

Except, for one tiny thing.

While the emotional aspect of your relationship flourished and bloomed into something beautiful, the physical side remained stagnant. Make out sessions and heavy petting were a norm in your relationship. At first, it didn’t bother you. In fact, you loved that Jungkook was taking things so slow and so seriously. But, eventually, your needs began to grow. You found yourself wanting him in more ways than one, wants that only he could satisfy. Jungkook refused. Every time.

It wasn’t like he refused your every need. No, Jungkook was extremely attentive. When it came to himself, that’s when things got dicy. He had no problem spending hours between your legs, worshipping you until you were crying from the overstimulation. Yet, he wouldn’t let you anywhere near him. Not without lack of trying on your part. The minute your hands went down to his waistband, he pushed you away. Every time you tried to dip your mouth to the obvious bulge in his pants, he lifted you up and kissed you breathless until you forgot your name. It wasn’t until after a year of dating that he finally let you grind on his clothed cock. Even then, he held off until you finished and then walked out with quite possibly the worst case of blue balls. You hated that he did this to himself. The worst part was, you couldn’t understand why.

The one time you had brought it up to him it had resulted in the worst fight the two of you had ever gotten into. It was the only argument that was never really resolved. After the yelling and the tears, all you got out of Jungkook was that mating with a wolf was not pretty. It was extremely dangerous and he refused to put you in that kind of danger. End of discussion. No matter how hard you tried to persuade him or broach the subject, he shut it down. Hard. Eventually, you gave up.

He even spent his ruts away from you. Every three months, he left you for a week. You knew he had a place somewhere up in the mountains and you assumed that’s where he went. You had no idea. There was no point even asking to come along. You loved your boyfriend and didn’t want to purposely give him a heart attack. You hated it when he left. As much as you tried to hide it and convince him that you were just fine, he wasn’t stupid. Being away from him was tough. A piece of you was missing whenever he was gone. And you were only whole again when he returned.

This past week had been one of those weeks. He had left on Sunday for the mountains. He was agitated and clingy, how he normally was pre-rut. Jungkook wouldn’t let you leave his side and you spent most of the weekend on his lap or wrapped in his arms. Not that you minded. When he left your parents house on Sunday night, you’d had to coax him out of the door. Promising him that you’d be okay and that you’d see him next week. It wasn’t until several kisses later did Jungkook finally leave.

While you’d been doing this for two years, it never got easier. More manageable? Sure. But definitely not easier. All you could do was go through the motions. You went to work at the local bakery, came home and helped your mom with dinner, watched TV with your dad before going to bed. Taehyung and Jimin would visit often, threatened by Jungkook to keep you company. While you assured them it wasn’t necessary, you secretly didn’t mind. They made you laugh and made you temporarily forget your boyfriend was miles away from you. Sometimes, if you were lucky, he’d call you to tell you goodnight. But those times were rare. Normally, you didn’t hear from him until Friday or Saturday when he was finally coming out of his rut and returning to the world.

By the time Sunday rolled around, you were a jittery ball of nerves. Not in a bad sense. You were just excited. The anticipation killed you and it took all of your willpower to sit and wait for his text to tell you to come over. Your parents always left you alone on these Sundays, unable to deal with your hyperactiveness and constant fidgeting.

This Sunday was no different. You puttered around your room for the better part of the day. You spent the other part in the kitchen, baking like your life depended on it. Jungkook loved your cookies and you always made sure to come over with at least three batches after his ruts. He always said that was his second favorite part about coming home, after seeing you, of course.

You had just finished packaging the final batch in a glass cookie jar when your phone dinged. You didn’t have to read the message, you knew exactly what it said. Pure joy rushed through your system as you threw on your coat and shouted a hasty goodbye to your parents. Juggling the cookies and car keys, you sprinted to your car. The drive to Jungkook’s was thankfully not long. About ten minutes, as long as you didn’t hit any traffic on the main road. Luck was on your side, though, and you showed up at Jungkook’s house in eight minutes.

Taehyung’s car was in the driveway when you pulled up, which wasn’t odd. Although Jungkook owned the house, the members of his pack were almost always around. While most preferred to travel in their wolf forms, you knew Taehyung and Namjoon preferred cars. Something about being able to listen to their own music without comments from the peanut gallery. You didn’t really understand and didn’t really need to. You had just chalked it up as one of their many quirks.

Carrying the trays of cookies in both hands, you shut your car door with your foot before speed-walking up the stone walkway to Jungkook’s home. The screen door was shut, but the wooden door was swung wide open. You had just reached for the metal handle when you heard it.

A deep, threatening growl ripped through the peaceful quiet and froze you in place. You knew it was Jungkook. While you had only heard it once, you’d never forgotten it. It was when the two of you had attended a party and an alpha from a neighboring pack had cornered you in the hallway. Jungkook had found you cowered against the wall as the other alpha had caged you in. The sound that had left his chest had given you equal parts comfort and fear. Comfort, because he was there and you knew you were safe. Fear, because you could see in the way he bared his teeth and how his muscles vibrated, he had been furious and bloodthirsty.

That’s what you felt now, fear.

Something was wrong. Something was very, very wrong.

From your vantage point in front of the screen door, you could see directly into the kitchen. Taehyung was leaning against the granite countertop and Jungkook was seated at the island. The tension was so thick you practically choked on it.

“Enough, Taehyung.”

“No,” Taehyung snapped, seeming just as angry as Jungkook. “I’m not dropping it. Not this time.”

“Yes, you will,” Jungkook snarled. “I’m not having this conversation with you.”

“Too fucking bad.” While Taehyung was also an alpha, he acted so much like a beta you never really noticed. Until now. “I’m not going to sit by and watch you do this to yourself anymore. Not spending your ruts correctly is only causing you more harm than good.”

“I’m doing things the way I want to, and it’s working-”

“The hell it is!” Jungkook growled at the interruption but Taehyung ignored him. “It’s not working, and you know it. Anyone with two fucking eyes knows it. It’s getting so bad that the pack is noticing, too. Even Namjoon has realized something is wrong, and he’s as oblivious as they come.”

“If they have a problem with me they can take it up with me.”

“No, they can’t. Because you won’t listen. Your head is so far up your ass you can’t even hear yourself anymore. What you’re doing right now is not working. Something needs to change.”

“Like what?” Jungkook spat.

“You know what,” Taehyung bit back. Jungkook was practically vibrating from rage. You knew you needed to go get someone, someone from the pack to calm the two of them down. Things were only escalating, but you couldn’t move. Your brain screamed at you to run but your legs were rooted in place. “That’s is what’s so frustrating, Jungkook. This, all of this, could be solved. She’s right there-”

“Don’t.” Jungkook stood up so fast the chair he sat on flew backwards and hit the wall with a resounding crack.

“Why?” Taehyung threw his arms up in the air. “Why not? I don’t get it-”

“Because I don’t want her!” Jungkook yelled, the force of it rang throughout the house. You had no idea who the she was that they were referring to. You assumed it was someone from the pack. It was well-known that wolves with human mates sometimes turned to other she-wolves to help with their ruts. You figured that’s what Jungkook did whenever he went away for a week. It had bothered you at first, but you knew he had his needs and that they were at a biological level. You refused to make him feel guilty or ashamed for taking care of himself.

“You don’t want her?” Taehyung was enraged. You could tell by the way he straightened his spine and unfurled himself to his full height. Jungkook bristled in response and the muscles in his back strained against the thin material of his shirt.

“No, I don’t!” Jungkook exploded. “What don’t you understand about that? I don’t want her around me. I don’t need her, I’m fine on my own. The thought of having her there when…God - it makes me physically ill.”

“She’s your girlfriend. Above all of that, your true mate. You’re seriously going to deny yourself of her, for what? Just because you don’t like having her around?”

Oh.

That’s when it hit you. They weren’t talking about some random she-wolf. They were talking about you. You were the one Jungkook didn’t want. You were the one Jungkook didn’t need. You were the one he didn’t like having around. As the weight of the words sunk into your mind, you felt your chest becoming tighter and tighter.

Then, you’re heart broke right in half. You dropped the container of cookies and didn’t flinch when it shattered against the wooden slats. The sound unstuck your feet from their position on the porch and your fight or flight system took over. Without a second thought, you turned on your heel and ran.

You didn’t know if anyone was behind you, you didn’t turn around to check. Hands fumbled for the car door as you threw yourself into the drivers side. Pain ricocheted throughout your chest cavity and you struggled to breathe. Your brain was blank, the only thing your mind did was move your body to get you somewhere safe. You had to leave and you had to leave now.

Miraculously, your fingers found your keys and inserted them into the ignition on the second try. A flutter of movement occurred to the left of you but your eyes didn’t let you look that way. Instead, they focused on the rearview mirror as you reversed out of the driveway. Your right hand found the gearshift and moved it to drive. Soon, you were tearing down the street as your ears refused to register the agonized howls that echoed behind as you kept staring forward. Adrenaline pumped through your system and your body shivered in response, the splash of hormones had created a blanket of fake calm over you. The emotions, the pain, the thoughts were swirling inside of you, ready to break free and drown you, but your brain wouldn’t allow it.

It wasn’t until you reached the end of your long driveway that you felt the original spike of adrenaline fade away. Your mother was in the front, tending to the flowers, and looked up when she saw your car fly into its usual spot. She stood up and her face twisted into a frown when you got out of your seat.

“Honey, your aura…it’s concerning.” The blanket was yanked away and the pain crashed over you.

You couldn’t say a word, all you could do was collapse in your mother's arms and cry, cry, cry.

It took you two days to calm down. The tears had stopped rolling and your shoulders no longer shook from trying to hold your sobs behind your teeth. Your mother hadn’t left your side, leaving your father to answer the door whenever someone knocked. The only person who did was Taehyung and Jimin. Jungkook never showed up.

Well, that was a lie.

Jungkook did show up every morning and night, without fail. But he never came to your doorstep.  Instead, he was in the woods behind your house, patrolling, not daring to leave the protection of the forest. A part of you wondered if he was respecting your obvious need for space or if your mother had paid a witch to set up boundary lines that didn’t allow him to cross. Either way, you were grateful that you couldn’t see him. There was an incessant tugging in your heart to be near him but you staunchly ignored it, which would’ve been impossible if you saw his achingly beautiful face.

I don’t want her. I don’t need her. Having her there makes me physically ill. Those three sentences played in a constant loop in your head, like a horror movie you couldn’t escape from. You were the protagonist who couldn’t escape the maze, but the villain wasn’t kind enough to kill you off. No matter what you did, your brain wouldn’t stop repeating those three sentences. Your mother burned sage, she pressed crystals into your palms, she muttered ritual after ritual, but nothing worked.

You hated how affected you were. You had always told yourself that you would never be the girl who’d get so wrapped up in someone else they didn’t know who they were anymore. Independence was something you prided yourself on, but you seemed to be at a complete loss now. You couldn’t stop the waves of sadness and self-hatred at your depressed state. It was amazing how empty you felt yet so full of pain at the same time. Your mind and heart couldn’t seem to decide which hurt worse; your heart for having your soulmate so obviously reject you, or your brain for trying to make sense of the situation. When did this happen? How did this happen? How had you been so blind as to not see it?

“I don’t think we’re soulmates,” you rasped to your mom on the third morning. It had been the first words you had spoken to her since you had fell into her arms. She looked up from the bundle of herbs she was smoking.

“Why do you say that?”

You stared at your hands that had curled in on themselves. “I don’t make him happy. I-I never realized how uncomfortable I made him. I wish I had known. How did I miss it?”

Your mother tutted gently and gathered you in her arms. She smelled of lavender and wax. “This is good. I’m glad you’re letting yourself have this moment. Let’s sit in this and allow yourself to be embedded here.” But you didn’t want to have this moment. You didn’t want to have any moment and you’ve felt enough to last a lifetime. Instead, you rolled over, let sleep overtake you and tried to ignore the distant howling that rattled your window pane.

By nightfall of the fourth day, you were forced out of bed. Partly by choice, partly by force. Your parents had dipped out to run to the grocery store, despite your mother’s insistence that she could stay. You and your father managed to convince her to leave and you had gotten up to wave them goodbye. Sure, your heart was broken, but the least you could do was kiss them on the cheek before they left. You had turned around to shuffle into the kitchen to try and shovel something down your dry throat when a loud knock sounded at the front door. Hesitating, you carefully peeked through the kitchen window and saw Jimin on your front doorstep, dressed in all black.

Sighing, you stumbled over and pulled the door open. You figured you couldn’t avoid them for much longer. “Hey, Jimin.”

“Christ, you look like shit.”

You huffed out a laugh as Jimin stared at you in horror, not having the energy to be offended. You also knew, in a weird way, that this was Jimin’s way of caring for you. “Yeah. My mother’s covered all the mirrors in the house.”

Jimin nodded as he glanced at you from head to toe. “I want to ask if you’re okay but…” He gestured to your gaunt frame swaddled in a heavy sweatshirt and sweatpants. For the first time in two years, they were your own clothes, not Jungkook’s.

“I’m fine, Jimin,” you heaved a heavy sigh and leaned against the doorframe. “Do you want to come in? I think my mom boiled some tea not too long ago.”

Jimin shook his head. “Can’t. Jungkook would have a fit if I got that close to you right now. I’m already pushing my luck just by showing up.” He doesn’t care, you thought bitterly, and almost said it out loud but you caught yourself at the last second. Jimin wasn’t stupid, though. He knew what you were thinking. “Hey,” he murmured, eyes going soft, “are you ready to talk about it?”

“No.” You shook your head. A wave of sadness washed over you but the telltale prick of tears didn’t come.

Jimin understood. He tucked his hands into his pockets as he rocked back onto his heels. “Are you going to talk to him?”

Letting out a heavy breath, you crossed your arms over your chest. “I know I have to. I just…I just need time.”

“Take however long you need.”

It was another 48-hours before you finally snapped. While you had spent the majority of the two days that had passed to make yourself resemble a human being, you couldn’t focus. You couldn’t move on. Why?

Because Jungkook wouldn’t leave you alone.

His presence was constant. He circled your house every hour of ever day, the large shadow of him in wolf form darkened the trees behind your house. The howling had stopped but the pacing hadn’t. You hoped he was at least sleeping, but then you got annoyed at yourself for caring. You didn’t know why he was out there, it made no sense. Jungkook’s words were so different from his actions it made your head spin.

But, you needed to move on with your life. You had to. The only way it was going to happen was if Jungkook did too. It hurt. God, did it hurt. Yet, as sad and utterly pathetic as it sounded, you were used to the pain at this point, had resigned yourself to it. A part of you worried you wouldn’t know what to do without it.

Shaking off that depressing thought, you tugged on your rain boots and stepped outside for the first time in a week. The air was heavy with the promise of rain, the clouds low and gray. You tugged the hood up on your sweater to prevent your hair from completely frizzing out before you walked to down the back deck steps.

The backyard of your parents house was expansive. The home you had grown up in sat on top of a sloping hill that your mother had turned into her personal greenhouse. You stepped past rows of raised garden beds and pruned plants until you reached the line where the neatly mowed grass met the twisted ferns of the forest floor. As you had suspected, the ground was scorched with the evidence of past rituals. While your mother hadn’t out right admitted, you had figured someone had come and created a boundary line. It was obviously specific to Jungkook since Jimin and Taehyung were still able to visit. While your mother’s methods were extreme, you understood. As difficult as it was to move on with your life with Jungkook sequestered to the forest, you couldn’t imagine what it would’ve been like if he was within a few feet of you.

With a deep inhale, you sat down on the damp grass and waited. After a few minutes, you could hear the faint sounds of paws hitting the wet earth. The galloping got louder and louder until there was a momentary stretch of silence before it changed to footsteps.

When Jungkook emerged from the trees, you weren’t prepared. Although you knew you wouldn’t be, you still weren’t expecting it to hurt this bad. Your chest squeezed painfully at the first look of his broad form. Technically, it had been two weeks since you two had truly seen each other, the longest you’d ever gone. What hurt the most was how badly you longed for him. You wanted nothing more than to run straight into his arms, bury your face into his chest, and forget everything. Just forgive and give your heart what it wanted. But you remained firmly in place.

Jungkook looked as if he had seen a ghost. Which, to be fair, was probably true since you hadn’t seen the sun in seven days. His normally golden skin was pale and even from where you sat you could see the dark circles bruising under his eyes. Clearly, he hadn’t been sleeping. You hated that you noticed. You hated that you cared. He was dressed in all black and his chest strained against the material of his sweater. His hands were balled into tight fists at his side and the sight reminded you of why you were here.

“Hi.” Probably wasn’t the best start but it was the best you could do. Jungkook didn’t respond so you soldiered on. “I-I know you don’t want to be here, so I’ll make this quick. I just…wanted to apologize. I had no idea I made you so uncomfortable. I’m not sure how long you’ve felt this way about me, not that it really matters, but I wish you had told me sooner. Maybe things would’ve been easier for you, who knows.” You released a heavy sigh and tried to shove down the stone in your throat as you forced the next words out of your mouth. “But, all of that doesn’t matter anymore. I think I understand what you need, now. I know you loved me at one point, but I’m obviously not what you need anymore. And…t-that’s okay - I swear it is. All I want is for you to be happy, Jungkook. And I think, in order for that to happen, I need to move on. We both need to move on-”

“Stop it,” Jungkook broke in with a harsh voice that cut your sentence in half. “Stop talking.”

It felt like he had slapped you in the face. A wave of humiliation washed over you and you visibly flinched. Staggering to your feet, you locked your gaze onto your boots in an attempt to hide the tears that dripped down your nose. “I’m sorry,” you whispered, not expecting it to change anything. You began to turn away but Jungkook stopped you in your tracks, again.

“Wait, no - stop. Stop. Please…don’t go,” he pleaded. When you turned around, his eyes were frantic. Jungkook’s hand was raised from his side as if he thought about reaching out to you but something stopped him. His words were at war with one another and you were caught in the middle, at a loss for what he was trying so desperately to convey to you.

“Jungkook, I’m so confused.”

“I know. I’m sorry. God, I’m sorry.” Jungkook tucked his head into his hands before dropping down into a squat. “This is all wrong. This is all so wrong.”

You knew you should walk away. You had said your piece, it was time to move on, just as you had said. Yet, you couldn’t. It was as if your heart was tethered to him and your body couldn’t handle the pain of walking away. “Listen-”

“I don’t know what to do.” He cut you off but the bubbles of anger that had risen from being interrupted popped once you saw how lost he looked. His tattooed fingers threaded through his hair, allowing you to see the pure anguish that twisted his features. “Whenever I feel like this, I come to you. Because you always know what to do. Any situation, no matter what, you can handle it. It’s something I’ve always admired about you.”

The way he spoke to you now, so reverently and so full of awe, made your head spin. Nothing made sense.  It was such a blatant contrast to the brutality that he had spat out a week ago. As much as you wanted to believe what he said now, those stupid words could not get out of your head. It was a constant reminder that never shut up.

“I don’t know what to do either,” you admitted in a quiet voice.

“Tell me,” Jungkook begged, as if he couldn’t and refused to comprehend what you had just told him. “Tell me what to do, and I’ll do it. Whatever you want from me, I’ll give you.”

You were shaking your head before he could finish. “There’s nothing you can do, Jungkook. Nothing.”

“Don’t say that.” He stared at you, horrified. “Don’t say that to me. Please, there has to be something.”

“What could there be?” You cried. Tears streamed down your cheeks now. “You said it yourself, being near me makes you sick. Why would I stay? Why would you want me to? I refuse to make you uncomfortable anymore - so that’s that.”

“It isn’t,” Jungkook argued back. “It can’t be. I-I can’t lose you, I can’t. I need to make this right, please just let me. Please.”

But, you were tired. You were so fucking tired. You were exhausted of the emotional rollercoaster that you were on that you just wanted to crawl away and hide. All the fight seeped out of you as your shoulders slumped forward. Jungkook saw this and the blood drained from his face. You were giving up, he could see it, and it scared the shit out of him.

“Jungkook, I need to go, okay? I-I can’t do this.”

“No!” Jungkook shouted and shot up to his feet. The pure panic that choked his voice brought on a fresh set of tears that you struggled to hold back. “Just let me explain, okay? I swear to God, after you hear what I have to say, if you still want me to, I’ll let you go. I won’t fight you on it. But, please let me tell you the truth. Give me a chance to make this right. You deserve that.”

You hesitated for a moment. Deep down, you knew you should let him talk. Not because you necessarily thought he deserved to, but because he was right. You did deserve the truth, no matter how much it broke your heart. With a heavy sigh and a quick swipe of your cheeks, you nodded. Once Jungkook was sure you weren’t going to leave, he began pacing. Looking every bit like the wild animal you knew him to be but never got to see.

“Mating with a werewolf is…brutal. It’s intense, it’s painful and it isn’t pretty. It’s essentially a breeding session where I use you as a vessel to fulfill my innate biological needs. It’s not romantic, it’s not gentle. Even for she-wolves it can be too much. The thought of subjecting you to something like that - that type of pain…I couldn’t fathom it. I don’t think you understand just how precious you are to me. The image of you being battered and bruised because of me, something I did…it tormented me, day and night.” He paused for a moment, the pained look in his eyes made you shiver. You hated that he had gone through all of this turmoil on his own, and you especially hated how you never made more of an effort to try and relieve him of it.

“I couldn’t do it. That’s partially the reason I waited so long to tell you that you were my true mate. I knew ruts were something I would never expose you to even though it’s such a huge part of my life, a wolf’s life.” Jungkook looked you straight in the eye, the intensity of his dark gaze took your breath away. “I know the practices other wolves partake in when their own heats or ruts arrive. I know you know them too. But, I need you to understand something. The moment you allowed me to be yours and vice versa, I haven’t had anyone else since. I swear on my life, I’ve spent every single one of my ruts alone. I wouldn’t and I won’t do that to you.”

“Isn’t that painful, though?” Your voice cracked but neither one of you acknowledged it. While your knowledge on ruts were expansive, having done plenty of research since being with Jungkook, you had obviously never experienced one.

“It’s manageable. It’s way more painful for a she-wolf to go through her heat alone than it is for a male.” Jungkook clenched and unclenched his fists as he resumed his pacing. “The worst part is being away from you. I’ve been going through ruts since puberty, I can handle them. But not being able to be with you for a whole week…I hated it. Still do. I dread that three month mark. And as time went on, I became more and more miserable. Being apart from you was almost unbearable but the other option…I never even allowed myself to consider it.

“It came to the point where the pack was noticing. I wasn’t getting the proper pheromonal release from my ruts and it was beginning to affect those around me. Taehyung has been on my ass for months now to get over myself and take you with me during my next rut. Each time I’d give him some excuse, but it was getting harder and harder to justify what I was doing. At first, I was convinced it was because I was protecting you. But you’ve been so understanding and so patient with me and my life, those excuses were becoming useless. Eventually, I think it was because I was protecting myself. I was - am - so scared. I’m terrified that I could hurt you when I’m like that. That I wouldn’t be able to notice or worse, ignored, if something happened to you. Living with that type of fear became debilitating. So, I just kept my mouth shut and kept you away from that part of me.”

Jungkook shook his head and chuckled humorlessly. “Now I know that was the worst possible thing I could do. That I was just hurting you more. What you walked into last Sunday was a culmination of my frustrations that I was refusing to deal with. While it’s not a valid reason, I’m well aware of that, I need you to know that what you heard was not the truth. It couldn’t be further from it. Because the truth is that I’m hopelessly in love with you and the thought of being without you hurts worse than I ever thought was possible.”

It wasn’t the first nor would it be the last time that Jungkook left you speechless. It took you a full minute to process what he had said. Jungkook granted you the silence although he became increasingly more agitated as time passed. His boots scuffed the dead leaves that littered the ground and his pacing led him closer to the ashes that lay before your feet. Then, he’d suddenly stalk off with a growl as he was forced to keep away.

“I-” you cleared your throat around the lump that had found a home there. “I had no idea. This whole time…I thought it was because you didn’t want me.”

“God, no.” Jungkook swore heavily as his muscles bunched and coiled beneath his clothes. “The - the fact that…you - fuck. I’m so sorry. I’m so fucking sorry. That’s not it, that’s not it at all. You’re my dream girl, you’re the love of my life, and I want you every second of every day.”

Maybe it’s because you were emotionally drained and had no mental strength left. Maybe, you needed to hear those words from Jungkook more than you realized. Whatever the reason was, it wasn’t worth trying to figure out an explanation as you sunk to the ground and burst into tears.

Jungkook lost it across from you. Broken whines stained the air as he carded through his hair anxiously. He kept trying to get to you, to try to soothe you. But the boundary was unfortunately doing its job and each attempt was met with failure. Curses were spat out until eventually, he got as close as the boundary would let him and fell to his knees. He began spewing whatever came to mind first, unsure of what to do. All he knew was that you were crying because of him and there was absolutely nothing he could do about it. He thought hearing you cry from your bedroom window was torture, but nothing could compare to hearing you break down in front of him. Nothing. “Fuck, fuck, fuck. I’m sorry…please, I’m so sorry. I - don’t cry, darling. Please don’t. I’m so sorry I hurt you, I didn’t mean to, I swear.”

It wasn’t tears of heartbreak that leaked from your eyes. Instead, it was tears of relief. While your heart had wholly accepted his words as the truth, the logical part of you reminded yourself that the two of you had way more talking to do. This was far from over, but the relief of knowing that he loved you and he was yours…it was indescribable.

You finally lifted your head up and were shocked to find Jungkook’s cheeks glistening with moisture. Your only thought was to comfort him as you scrambled forward to do just that. Instead of feeling his smooth skin against the palm of your hand, you were blocked by what felt like a wall although nothing stood in your way. Frowning, you realized with a start that the boundary worked both ways. Jungkook let out a frustrated growl as he glared at the ashes that was stopping both of you from getting what you wanted. It was silent for a few moments until an idea popped into your head.

“Wait here,” you announced before jumping up and taking off for the house. Ignoring Jungkook’s distressed cry, you ran inside. You yanked your car keys off from their designated hook and quickly typed out a text to your parents to let them know where you were going before spinning around and sprinting back outside. Jungkook was where you left him, although he stumbled to his feet when he saw you reappear.

“I’m going to your house,” you announced, breathless. “No witch is stupid enough to go that far into werewolf territory. If you want to talk to me there, then follow me.”

Jungkook stared at you for a heartbeat until the words you spoke clicked. “Y-yeah. Yes. Okay. I’ll be there.”

With a curt nod, you ran to your car. For the first time in a week, a faint sprout of hope bloomed in your chest.

It was the longest and shortest ten minutes of your life. The drive to Jungkook’s seemed to last a lifetime but also was over within a blink of an eye. The tears had stopped flowing by the time you pulled your car into his driveway, but you felt the telltale prick in your eyes when you saw him burst from the trees. Your heart ached as his long legs ate up the distance between you two as you wrestled with your seatbelt and threw the car into park. By the time you freed yourself, he was at the hood of your car.

The two of you stared at each other for a few breathless moments. You weren’t sure who moved first, but it didn’t matter as you crashed into each other’s arms. The moment his searing warmth enveloped you, you dissolved into another puddle of sobs. The feeling of his thick arms banded across your back, his torso molded to yours, and his hair tickling your ear, felt so right. Another wave of crippling relief washed over you and you practically melted against Jungkook. But he held you up, just like he always had.

He leaned against the front bumper while his hands were everywhere. Cradling your head into his neck, smoothing over your hips, or running circles over your shoulders. He was crying, you could feel the tears dampening your hair. But you were soaking his shirt so no one was in any position to complain.

“I’m sorry,” you whispered.

“Don’t,” Jungkook hissed fiercely as he squeezed you tighter. “Don’t apologize. This isn’t your fault, not in the slightest.”

“Kook,” you sighed and pulled your head back to get a good look at him. “It takes two to tango.”

“Not this time,” he argued. “You’ve put up with so much. You’re everything I could’ve asked for and more. It was my own fears that got in the way and created this mess. And I’m so sorry for that, darling. I’m so fucking sorry.”

You shushed him gently, running your thumbs over his cheeks to swipe at the dried tears. “I know you’re sorry. I believe you.”

Jungkook dipped his head further into your touch with a pleased rumble vibrating through his chest. He kissed your palm gently, sniffing at your wrist. It made you giggle. “Missed that,” Jungkook mumbled as he stared at you with stars in his eyes. “Missed you. Missed you so much.”

A fresh wave of tears cascaded down your cheeks. You were positive that you looked like a mess, hair in a knotted bun, face red and puffy and you kept sniffling every two seconds. But Jungkook looked at you as if you held the world in your hands. “Missed you too,” you murmured in return. “Please, next time, just talk to me. I may not have the answers you’re looking for all the time, but I’ll always be here to listen.”

“I know,” Jungkook whispered. “There won’t be a next time, promise. If I happen to be stupid enough to put us in this position again, I give you full permission to punch me in the face.”

“I’ll keep that in mind.” You lifted yourself onto your toes to brush your lips against his, dropping back down to your feet when his head chased after yours. “Or maybe I just won’t kiss you for a week.”

Jungkook’s eyes widened comically and he actually looked terrified. “I’d rather you just punched me in the face.” You tilted your head back and laughed. Jungkook tugged you closer and nosed your throat before peppering gentle kisses along the exposed skin. Sighing happily, you tilted your head to allow him better access and rested your cheek on his shoulder.

“I love you,” you said quietly. Jungkook froze for a split second before he sank against you. Squeaking in shock, you scrambled to brace yourself against the sudden weight pressing you towards the house.

“Say it again,” Jungkook pleaded. You couldn’t deny him. Dusting feather light kisses to the shell of his ear, you repeated those three words again, and again, and again. Each time you did, Jungkook held you a little tighter and cried a little harder.

Eventually, you’re murmured promises became softer and softer until the two of you just enjoyed each others presence. “C’mon,” you finally whispered as you started to lift yourself off of him. Jungkook growled and refused to let you move an inch farther. “Kook, come on. Let’s go inside. Your ass must be numb by now.”

“Don’t care,” he grumbled but he at least shuffled forward a bit more so that your combined weight wasn’t squashing his ass against your car.

“You might say that now, but you won’t be saying that later.”

Jungkook grunted at your logic but he at least raised his head and looked at you with the sweetest eyes. “Please tell me you’re staying.”

Giggling, you asked, “do you want me to?”

“Obviously,” he scoffed. “I want you here forever.” Jungkook tilted his head thoughtfully. “Actually, you should just move in with me.”

Christ, this boy was going to give you whiplash. You couldn’t help but laugh. “Jungkook, we just made up. The whole reason we were in this mess is because of poor communication. Don’t you think we should work on that first before anything else?”

“But…we could work on communication all the time if we’re together 24/7.” Despite his pout, you knew he wasn’t totally serious. Although you were sure it was going to come up again.

“Alright, you maniac,” you said fondly. “Take me to bed.” Jungkook’s chest rumbled happily as he lifted you up and wrapped your legs around his trim waist.

It wasn’t a long walk to his bedroom, but the exhaustion of the past week caught up to you and the gentle rocking of his steps lulled you into a serene state. Not quite asleep, but not quite awake either. You were aware when Jungkook placed you on his bed, practically engulfed in his scent. The last thing you remember before falling asleep was the words Jungkook pressed into your hair has he slid in behind you.

“Love you forever, my darling girl.”

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hi!! if requests are still open, can you maybe do midoriya, bakugo, and shinso meeting mc who's like maki zenin? like theyd be quirkless but theyre unnaturally strong bc of what a heavenly restriction is in the bnha verse?

their quirkless and strong s/o

featuring: midoriya, bakugo, and shinso

midoriya

he’d be able to relate to your situation because, at one point, he was powerless. however, he wouldn’t use that word to describe you at all. you may not have a named quirk but you’re physically very strong and your resilient personality aligns with that strength. he remembers how weak and helpless he felt when he wanted to be a hero but didn’t have a power of his own. you are exactly the opposite and seem to embrace your differences from others. 

upon meeting you, he’d want to know everything about you and your seemingly ‘phantom quirk.’ not because he wants to know your weaknesses but rather that he’s truly interested, just as he is with everyone else’s abilities. as far as he was concerned, your only weakness seemed to be that you don’t have a quirk but it was clear that you’d overcome that long ago. 

watching you fight is truly a spectacle for him because you’ve got strength, agility, and use special weapons during combat that only you can use. your close combat skills were easily the best which wasn’t all that surprising. he couldn’t imagine how many hours you had trained to get to this level and to show everyone who said it couldn’t be done that you could be a hero.

he was absolutely over the moon when you began dating. you really bonded over your experiences with having to adapt to your situations. you liked that he really listened to you and found it endearing that he would remember the littlest things that you had told him, even things that you don’t remember telling him. he appreciates all the encouragement and guidance that you give him as he navigates his path to becoming the world’s greatest hero. the only caveat is he hasn’t told you all about one for all and that’s what kills him. he wanted you to be the first to know his secret and he can only hope that you’ll understand once the time comes for him to explain himself.

bakugo

at first, he’d only see you as a weak and quirkless loser with baseless confidence that you could be a hero. if there’s anything he hates more, it’s people who think they can do the impossible. how could people call him arrogant when you’re doing too much with your useless ‘power.’ like, your power was actually useless, how are you going to be a hero. in his mind, there was no way and you’d be severely injured or dead in a short matter of time. 

he really just thought you were a cheater because you had all of these weapons and support items that were made specifically to give you a leg up in battle. you would just say that he was a hypocrite because of those bulky gauntlets that he uses. he counters with, “these were specially made for me, someone who’s not a quirkless loser. now GO DIE!” unfortunately, you had already been two steps ahead and smacked him from behind with your staff, propelling him forward and onto the ground. everyone was amazed as it seemed like no one could shake his guarded nature. 

he had to admit that maybe you weren’t so weak and fragile after all. it just made him want to challenge you more and more but pretty much every time he fought you, you put him on his butt each time. he was frustrated beyond belief, especially over the fact that someone with no real power was beating him; he couldn’t let that happen. there was one day that he finally got the drop on you, effectively blasting you onto your back. then you did the most annoying and embarrassing thing by congratulating him and holding out your hand for him to shake. he took it begrudgingly, your strong grip nearly breaking his hand. 

in the end, he decided that it would be better to have you on his side. it’s just embarrassing that he actually developed feelings for you and he’s dating you. regardless of whether you’re together or not, he’ll never stop challenging you to a fight...or worshipping the ground you walk on.

shinso

he wouldn’t really have an opinion about you but he does envy you. sometimes he wishes he didn’t have a quirk at all if given the choice between that and the one he has now. even if you don’t have power, you’re still more eligible than him to become a hero given how strong and capable you are. but he figured that if someone like you can have faith in your abilities, there’s no reason why he shouldn’t believe in himself. 

for as long as he could remember, others always made sure he was aware of the rather incriminating things he could do with his power. the discouraging was that they weren’t wrong. he could be a villain if he wanted. but he chose not to because that would just satisfy everyone else’s opinions of him and so he wanted to prove them wrong. hearing about a quirkless student in the hero course pushed him to be able to show that he could also be capable of becoming a hero.

when he first met you, he thought that there was something about you that was appealing. you were tough and didn’t let other people walk all over you and you never seemed to let discouragement get to you. like him, you used several support items during combat but your close combat alone was already enough to take anyone out. watching you fight was unlike anything he had ever seen before and also, you were very pretty. he had only realized this after you had told him that you don’t consider yourself to be without a quirk but rather born with a restriction that only made you stronger. 

somehow, someway, he had ended up working up enough courage to ask you to go out on a date with him and he doesn’t regret that one bit. he loves being with you and feeling like he finally has someone to relate to but can learn a lot from also. he thought you were so cute when he was teaching you how to use his binding cloth and you got all tangled up in it. now he really had a reason to become a hero; to be your hero hopefully one day.

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[asterekmess]

What was the point of the twins exactly if there was getting through Lydia and danny and get to the pack but the pack already know they were what the hell was the point of that it everyone knew that part of the alpha pack what was the point why did no one tell Lydia who they were it's just stupid

I think I've seen people say that the twins and their actions were built around the idea of Jackson being the 'secret' second reason that Deucalion came to town, and i ascribe to that idea wholeheartedly. What makes more sense? Deuc comes to town to get Derek to join his pack, but Oops No Wait he's too clever for you, He's actually here for Scott, even though he's refused to even look at him except to agree to meet him in the mall, where he ambushed the idiot with his entire pack and would have killed him were it not for Derek's pack's intervention. Because, as we all know, Scott is a True Alpha, except that we don't all know. Scott doesn't even know, and Deaton only 'hoped' but somehow that was enough to get Morrel to pass on word of an incredibly 'rare' Alpha whose literal entire existence is based around NOT KILLING to her Serial Killer Boss, and make him PRETEND to be after Derek, when he's really after Scott Bc SCOOT SPECIAL.

OR; Deuc comes to town make Derek; the Alpha son of his old ally Talia Hale, who is incredibly unique as a possible full-shifting werewolf and has already seemingly shown himself to be a someone willing to kill pack/family--since he had to get his Alpha power from Peter--to join his pack of Alphas, which consists of the two other Alphas from their old alliance that Aren't Talia, and two teen Alphas who're slightly closer to Derek in age. Along the way, he realizes that Derek has a fucking Kanima in his pack/running around town. A killing machine that is nigh impossible to kill itself, which attaches itself to a MASTER, whom it protects with its entire being. A creature that Does Not Need to be an Alpha in order to be useful to him! Even cured, Jackson would be SO FUCKING RARE as a wolf who used to be a Kanima. A CURED Kanima. Now that is a collector's item. Now where do the twins come into it? We see from the start that Deuc has lots of lil plans to try and force Derek into joining him whether he likes it or not, starting with kidnapping Erica, Boyd, and Cora. Please, think rationally for a second. Exactly WHAT GOOD would it have done to leave them in that vault on the full moon? There was no possible way for the Alpha pack to know that Derek was going to manage to show up on the full moon, in the vault, so Morrell could trap him in there with the betas. Not unless Deaton told them he was on his way, or they went through the effort of PLANTING the memories in Isaac's head that the Betas would die before the end of the full moon, and the location of the building, but then make it Look like they'd stolen his memories? And then HOPE Deaton would be able to retrieve them clearly enough, and that Derek and his pack (i.e. Stiles and Isaac, bc whether you like it or not, Stiles was seen by everyone involved in the supernatural as FIRMLY on the wolf side, and in werewolf world, that means pack. Might not be what Stiles IS yet, but from the outside, Stiles looks like Derek's pack) would manage to come up with a way to break into the vault without getting caught and forcing a pack on pack war? All of that bullshit, just to get Derek locked in the vault with his Betas.

Ahhh, no. No, you're not gonna convince me of any of that. Scott's ENTIRE "We don't have enough information, WHY tonight? What if the one thing we don't know is the reason why we shouldn't go in?" shtick is complete bullshit. It wouldn't have done them any good to not go in.

Because.

Deuc planned to let them out anyway. Think about it, he's been WATCHING this town, and Derek, and everything that's been going on. He knows that Derek was willing to kill his uncle, though whether he knows that Derek was doing it to keep Peter from killing others is debatable. He knows that Derek was willing to kill a possible pack member, a KANIMA, in order to protect humans in town who were being attacked. So what's the easiest way to make Derek kill his pack? Make them kill humans. They're a liability if they kill humans. They risk exposure. They're disobedient. They're blue-eyed. Deuc kept them to make them lose control on the full moon, and planned to let them out whether Derek showed up or not. He knew Derek would feel forced to put them down if they attacked humans. Annnd, now we Actually get to the twins. The twins worked two fronts. 1. Make the betas lose control. When the original plan didn't work, suddenly we got twins at school pulling shit like locking Isaac in with the hunter who put two knives in his spine and tortured his packmates four months ago. They likely didn't even know he was claustrophobic. They just assumed he'd attack her if stuck in a room with her long enough. Which....fair. Plus fucking with him during classes and the fake fights, etc. 2. 'get under' scott's skin. Except not Scott. Jackson. And their job wasn't just to get under his skin. It was to get CLOSE to him, good or bad. Ethan going right for Danny? Aiden going for Lydia? Attaching themselves to the people closest to Jackson. It could go two different ways here, they would have had options! Either the twins show up and drive Jackson up a fucking wall by hitting on Danny and Lydia, and challenging him at every step to make him lose his shit and hopefully piss Derek off enough to break whatever connection the two of them have, leaving Jackson open to Deuc's Alphaness. OR They were supposed to be Jackson's friends. LOOK AT THEM. They ARE Jackson. They're him! Everything he wants to be (or at least Used to want to be)! They're powerful and instantly popular and good at what they do, and CONFIDENT and their identity is so goddamn secure that they can literally meld into one superbeing and then disconnect without issue. Imagine what could have been (plot-wise, it's not as tho i want it to have happened). New school year, Derek's worried about his sister and boyd (and erica in this world, bc she wasn't meant to die that was actress leaving stuff) and Isaac is this ball of rage over the whole thing. And Jackson, who just wants to play the game. He either is in Derek's pack, or he isn't and he's allied with them bc what else is he gonna do? Ethan and Aiden show up, join cross-country, and Immediately go for him. They're around his age, athletic, easy enough. They're Alphas, give him a taste of what power he Could have. They befriend him, make him question Derek and the others in the pack by being Decent and Attentive where the others are ignoring him to deal with 'the alphas.' And Jackson's just wondering Why they're fighting when these alphas are Good People. Ethan starts dating Danny, Jackson's kinda conflicted, but Danny's happy and Ethan promises not to hurt him, so sure cool. If Jackson and Lydia are back together then that leaves Aiden to look for another date (Allison, anyone?Lydia's entire plotline of falling for the 'bad' guys, and then the weird lead-up that looked like she and scott were gonna bang? Yah, I'm convinced that was supposed to be Allison's plotline.) and that would mean getting to restart the whole 'popular' clique that Jackson and Lydia have kind of fallen out of. Go back to their glory days, but with bigger teeth. If Jackson and Lydia Aren't back together, and the love declaration doesn't mean they're back to lovey-dovey, then Aiden goes for Lydia. He's apologetic to Jackson, even does the 'are you comfortable with this' thing before he asks her out. Jackson says yes because he Does care about Lydia and he wants her to be happy. BOOM. Ethan and Aiden have unlimited access to the two most important people in the

world to Jackson. They're in control. They have hostages, if Jackson doesn't go along with things. This leaves Deuc WIDE open to either convince Jackson to kill one or both of the twins to take their place in his pack, accept him as master (if jackson's not cured), or HONESTly it's nOT THat Hard for Deuc and the pack to just....help Jackson find another random Alpha and kill them so he can be an Alpha too. Seriously, other places exist than beacon hills. And once he got alpha-fied, you Know he'd instinctively add Lydia and Danny to his pack, which would mean Deuc could then Force Him to Kill Them, just like he's in the middle of doing to Derek, and he'd get a Supercharged Post-Kanima Alpha ALONG with the Supercharged Full-Shifting Hale Alpha.

Were Jackson still in town, and given any kind of fucking spotlight (bc honestly, look me in the face and tell me that Jackson wouldn't be a more interesting main character with his plot and backstory. I know we all go on abt Derek being the real main character and ur not WRONG, but just imagine if they'd let Jackson be the lead. TELL ME it wouldn't be fucking FASCINATING if Jackson either had the same storyline of identity issues, getting frustrated when he's outdone by another player, and begging for the bite only for it to go Horribly Horribly wrong, or if he was BORN a wolf, but because his parents died, he never knew, and wolves don't show until mid-puberty, so he's had these anger issues for a while and suddenly starts going hairy in the locker room and Oh Look it's Liam XD) then the idea of the twins would make total sense.

Without him, they could have adjusted. They could have zoomed out on the twins, left them as just part of the Alpha pack, a horrific example of just how young Deuc is willing to induct people into his madness. Or had them lean on other characters more important to Derek or Scott. Or just....made the twins adults instead of teens, and had them harrass Scott and the others during school hours anyway bc they dont need jobs.

As for why Lydia was never told that these were serial killers....there is no answer. There just isn't. You could come up with some convoluted story about them just never Quite having the time to explain it, or her misunderstanding or thinking they're lying, or Whatever, but it's not going to be convincing. They didn't tell Lydia these were serial killers, and she somehow never figured it out even after seeing Boyd DIE, and if she DID figure it out, she willingly fucked a serial killer. This happened because they wanted it to. They wanted to give Lydia someone to fuck, some sexual tension stuff that could get kickstarted way faster than Allison and Isaac's thing, or Scott and Kira.

It's infuriating how many things come back to just 'they did it for the views, not for the plot,' but that's just how it is. :/

[heymeowmao]

2021.10.29 - https://weibo.com/l/wblive/p/show/1022:2321324697717908570439

I’m here, I’m here~!

- starts off singing his new OST “一生有多远” from the movie The Curious Tale of Mr. Guo

LYN: Some people came into the stream and are rude right from the start, telling me, “Take off your cap!” Please excuse me, everyone, I’m having a little... baldness. That is, only the sides have hair and the top is just bald. Ok? Leave me some face.

- he bought a whole outfit for a cosplay, but in the end only the tie fit him. he couldn’t return the items because it had already passed return date. (kaito kid/magic kaito) LYN: Let’s just say we’ve created our own character.

Comment: The background picture (in the comments) has changed. LYN: Oh, really? I can only say “Thank you” to weibo. They’re the real og fans. Thank you Weibo for changing my pic to a better looking one. Which is it? For the album? Thank you. And again, I want to remind you that normally when people stream, they don’t get that picture in the comments section. [Usually the streams with a bg pic are for weibo special events.]

--- Heroes

- started voice-overs for Heroes, already at the 20-something episode so there are still several more to go; but he’s the last one of the actors to do the voice-overs, so it’ll prob air soon- maybe March 2022. says the broadcast will be delayed because of him, because there’s still a lot of touching up to do, post-production. /starts discussing how things are filmed in 8k quality now, and normal households only have up to 4k, at best/

Comment: My home can view things in 5k. LYN: That’s amazing. Do you own a movie theater? /glances at the comments and flinches/ LYN: I’m talking to you about a serious professional topic, and you’re in the comments messing around. Be careful I don’t kick you out. Someone said they have 98k.

LYN: Oops. Why have I started talking back at people again? I shouldn’t. Because a lot of these friends are new, and if they see that I’m so aggressive to my fans they may feel uncomfortable. I used to be a lot worse. (sharper tongue) But my customer pool has grown. It used to be just people who were hardcore fans, so when I joked around with them they wouldn’t get angry with me. they knew my personality and knew I meant no ill-will. I was only trying to bring up the atmosphere. But now I have a wider audience and the problem with that is that each person has their own preference. /makes a metaphor about cooking/ So I’ve moved to a more middle ground, but if you see me talk back at people, please don’t find it strange.

LYN: But getting back on topic, I hope eventually we will have the capability to view things in 8k and then you can watch the drama all over again. See if you can spot any mites.

- worries about looking ugly as Bai Choufei bc at least in UN he had glasses to cover most of his face, and in CGX he had a little hat most of the time. In this role he has to work hard on his looks so that the hairstyle doesn’t overpower him. - begs his fans to, when the drama airs, take a picture of him with all the beauty settings on the camera set to high and THEN view the drama/send him pictures that way. XD

Comment: That’s uncalled for. LYN: ... Some of the camera angles REALLY need it though. Because Heroes was filmed in a more- not a “gu-ou” (guzhuang-ouxiang), it’s not an idol drama because- I’m in it. I don’t dare to be labeled an “idol.” But the filming style, set, clothing- they aren’t there for the ~aesthetic~, it’s a straight wuxia drama. Not purely AUTHENTIC but the most authentic of what I’ve filmed so far. The makeup, too, is very realistic. You won’t see thick powder, so things look more real and textured. Men are more like men. Women are... more like women? I don’t know what I was trying to say, but you get the drift.

LYN: What I consider to be a wuxia drama needs to have these things- in my opinion: sects, weapons, martial arts. [t/n: like those mysterious secret arts that each family has, those types of martial arts. the ones that have NAMES, you know?]

 - starts explaining with the hopes that people understand the difference between original novels and drama adaptations, and how certain changes have to be made in the transition between the two medias LYN: Bai Choufei doesn’t really have a weapon, his weapons are his hands. You know how he has small flying knives at his waist- someone said they’re clothes clips, they’re not. His fingers are skilled, and he can use them to take someone’s life. The weapons/fight coordinator explained to me, this character’s greatest weapon is his thumb. Before a big fight he will do this /thumbs up/. Isn’t this amazing, my friends? [t/n: this means I’m gonna get some hand action in Heroes? :D] Comment: Are you serious? LYN: I’m 80% serious, because I actually haven’t seen the original novel; but if it made it into the drama adaptation, you tell me. LYN: At first he fights with the thumb, but later, if he meets a highly skilled fighter, he’ll use his middle fingers. I can’t show you because that will create enough material to blacklist me for life. You can imagine. But he uses the middle finger- because it’s longer, you know? Imagine- he’s fighting with his thumbs, meets a more skilled fighter and switches a finger to fight with.  Comment: You’re making this up. LYN: Go look at the source material. I really don’t know, but that’s what I’ve heard. If you think what I’m saying is fake, go find a fan of the novel and discuss with them what’s up. I think it’s real, because that’s with the teacher in the crew told me. LYN: It might be interesting when reading, but in the drama I can’t just show my thumbs all the time, so they gave me weapons to work with. So I’m more of an assassin. Anyway, don’t be upset if things don’t turn out exactly as in the novel- it just can’t be helped.

LYN: Another thing I heard is that there’s a character called “Guan Qi” and he’s such a skilled fighter that all of us combined can’t defeat him. So what happened to this character, if no one can defeat him? He was abducted by aliens. Seriously. [t/n: Joking...???] LYN: This is what I’VE HEARD. I don’t know the actual details. I’m just saying this for entertainment. If you’re interested you can look at the source. In any case, please be understanding if the drama doesn’t exactly go as the novel says. The crew works really hard to adapt the novel and film a drama out of it.

[... gets off track a little but comes back around]

LYN: Some things can’t be adapted, and it’s all for a reason. Take my character for example. In the novel, he doesn’t like to wear clothes. No clothes, just going around *shirtless* not in the nude, ok? Imagine you’re watching the drama and the first shot you see of him he’s clothed and you just shake your head and sigh, disappointed. “Not sticking to the original source.” LYN: I want to respect the source material, but Bai Choufei doesn’t really respect me. People might see me and say, “LYN, have a little more respect.”

--- Zi Chuan

LYN: Di Lin? He doesn’t really have a lot of scenes, I don’t know what to say. It’s a great character. Honestly I- I don’t dare speak... I have my own understanding of the role. From a role  standpoint, I don’t think Di Lin is as good as Bai Choufei. Di Lin is a.. uh... that is...  I don’t know. From my standpoint, picking a role, I like the character. But which does LYN as an actor like more? I like them both but would say I like Bai Choufei more. I had more fun acting in that role. LYN: Di Lin is indifferent to everyone. He has a very outstanding line and it goes, “I can kill every person in this world.” He doesn’t have any reservations, and doesn’t care about anything. The only things he cares about are his two bros and his wife. He’s not afraid of anyone. LYN: If the reception for Zi Chuan goes well, we might get to film a second season. :)

Comment: Who plays the wife? LYN: It’s the same woman who played Aunt Wenjin, Chen Wenjin in UN (Tao Luoyi). In this drama she plays Di Lin’s wife. Comment: You call her “Aunt”? LYN: It’s because in UN she played Aunt Wenjun, you know. We’re not saying that because of her age! Don’t cause my trouble. All of us “younger” people called her “Aunt” since she counts as an immortal, after all. Comment: Does Shades count as a younger generation? LYN: No, her role was called Aunt Wenjin, so the crew just called her that. I guess Chen Wenjin and I (Shades) count as the same generation.

--- An Le Zhuan

LYN: Luo Mingxi? Are you going to start grilling me on the details of LMX now? What do you want me to say??? Comment: Is he a good person? LYN: A person... cannot completely be “good.” You, too. No one can be absolutely “good”; everyone has their own intentions. Of course, there are no completely “bad” people either.

Comment: When they’re first born, children are good people. LYN: ?? This is getting a little too deep. I just want to say one thing- when children are born. Think of yourself when you were little- if you liked something and wanted it but your family wouldn’t get it for you, what is your first reaction? Do you understand your family? No. You cry, fuss, because you still want it. But if your parents hit you, then you understand. Are children good or bad? There is no absolute.

---

- starts discussing the concept where if you see someone bettering themselves, it will make you want to better yourself, too. calls it “内卷” and gets corrected in the comments. LYN: See? All of you are my teachers! You learn things in my stream! Comments: /asking for money for teaching him/ LYN: How could you come and ask me for money? This society is broken because of people like you. We’re communicating here. This is a mutual exchange of information, right? I learned what “内卷” means, but I also taught you what “san ti’ is.

- starts getting “emotional” when people asked him about ZSX actually giving him 200RMB. Says he’ll give the money back to ZSX when his birthday rolls around. XD LYN: It was only natural that he sent me money that day, because he was stuck between a rock and a hard place. You all were watching and holding him accountable for sending me 200RMB. Ever since then our wechat has been devoid of any conversation. Think about how awkward this is. Comment: But you still accepted it. LYN: :x People, we are all working individuals. Say you’re working overtime, and your boss gives you an extra 200RMB for your work. Do you accept it or not? We just changed the setting a little. It’s not like you can refuse it. Comment: But you were still conflicted over it. LYN: I’m conflicted, but also you still have to accept the money. It’s like you’re going on a diet but at the end of the day you still ate three bowls of rice for dinner. Are you conflicted or not? You are, but you still ate the three bowls of rice.

- has started wanting to take voice acting jobs, to add to his repertoire (singing, acting, etc.); he can take the opportunity to practice his voice-acting and learn something, but also earn a little money XD - checks out some famous voice actors, and tries his hand at it - asks for ideas for a sect name and wuxia character name; sect name: Night Owl Sect - the character names got a little messy and hilarious; he likens it to people asking online forums what they should name their newborn baby- you should never do it bc you’re asking for trouble. lol

- bathroom break LYN: It’s alright. It turns out they’re actors and they were just practicing their lines. Comment: Which actor? LYN: What’s it to you?

LYN: Hey, what if I start adding bg music every time, after I say something? Comment: Did you wash your hands? LYN: Did you think I wouldn’t?? /cue bgm/ It’s addicting. Comment: The bgm’s too cheap. LYN: It’s on purpose. /cue bgm/ It’s on purpose. I know which songs are fitting. I believe I’m a bit more knowledgeable than you, at least on the musical perspective.

- advertises his new OST “一生有多远” from the movie The Curious Tale of Mr. Guo LYN: I sang this song about a year ago, and the movie is about to air. I’ve heard it’s a very touching/emotional movie, you can go watch it if you have the chance. I didn’t really use many techniques or pour my emotions into the song, I just used a very simple and pure method to sing with. The movie itself is very emotional- so there was no need for me to be as well. I was already afraid you’d be crying uncontrollably. So I used a very simple method, so that you can immerse yourself into the story.

LYN: Am I trending/on the hot search? Comment: I came because of it LYN: Oh, welcome. Let me find a happier song. - /lands on a song he voices over with a message like a train announcement/ LYN: Welcome to the Modern Brothers Station. Please take your baggage XD - /keeps going through the songs, makes up lyrics/ LYN: ♪ I don’t want to rent, I want to go home. Go home, see my mom. I don’t want to rent, I want to go home. Go home to spend time with my father and mother. I don’t want to rent, I want to check out. I’m leaving, here’s the room card. ♪ - /keeps going through songs, trying to find a “five star hotel” music - lands on a “beachy” one/ LYN: ???? Comment: What’s with the crow? LYN: That’s not a crow, it’s a seagull! - /finds a sax-y one, enjoys it - like a fine dining restaurant with a bar/

- gets back to his cosplay LYN: I have the hat, too. It doesn’t really fit, but I can put it on top. Comment: Don’t wear two hats, you won’t grow tall. LYN: Your parents told you not to wear two hats because you wouldn’t grow tall? Why didn’t you tell me sooner?? Now it’s too late. LYN: Let me go find the suit jacket. // The jacket’s too short and the hat doesn’t fit. I couldn’t even get into the pants. - puts on the gloves and spectacle for the “full” look Comment: Driver. LYN: Your family’s driver wears such a big hat?

LYN: I can’t return it, because the time period has passed. It’s fine, I’ll make the most out of it for a stream. It’s just for entertainment. So you can watch me like some monkey. At the zoo you have to pay an entrance fee to see monkeys, but in my stream you can watch one for free. You even praise me “hou hou ting.” [t/n: “hao hao ting” = sounds very good, he just changes the “hao” to a monkey’s “hou”]

- Jing Tian’s in the stream; LYN tries asking her if she has any upcoming dramas or if her friends do, so he can advertise it in his stream. Each time is a 200RMB commission. Like what he did to ZSX. XDD Comments say that he scared her off. :p

---- Reaction Videos :: Our Song S3E6

- Lv Fang & Zhai Xiaowen - Listen Carefully (Ni Gei Wo Ting Hao) LYN: Why is it lagging, don’t lag! Let’s change a song first.

- Bibi Zhou & Shan Yichun - Hello (Wei) LYN: You know why they do this before the song, this “feel”? A lot of singers do this as a means to get into the right mood and to also find the correct tone. LYN: You’ll find that a singer’s next moves will reveal something about them. For example, every singer has a habit of holding the mic- I use my right hand, Penny also uses her right. Who else? I don’t know. Of course, some singers use their left. There’s no way to tell for sure. This isn’t important. But as they are singing, if they hold the mic with two hands, it reveals the singer’s inner thought. That is- that the next line they sing is very important, and they need to focus so they put both hands on the mic. // Of course, only believe 20% of whatever I say in my streams. 80% is nonsense. But you can choose what to believe or not. LYN: Oh! You’ll see a lot of singers like to move their hands when they sing. I also do this. There are two reasons/uses for this: 1. It helps to follow the flow of the song, 2. It helps you relax. LYN: You’ll find that from the moment Bibi starts singing, she’s actually looking at the lyrics prompter. I don’t blame her, since this isn’t her song. I can’t even remember the lyrics to MY OWN songs. But she’s very relaxed! LYN: Yichun moves her fingers like this to help her find the beat, since she’s singing a few lyrics one after another. It’s not a bad thing. I’m just saying that I’ve seen she uses this method. LYN: I just want to say- this song is quite difficult to sing. But- the thing is- these two people are the exactly right people to sing this type of song. To me, this song is hard. But to them, this song is only too easy. You understand?

Comment: Baobei, what are you good at? (music genre) LYN: Don’t call me baobei. I’m about to write my own original song called “Don’t Call Me “Baby”.”

- Rates the song 110/100 points

- Lv Fang & Zhai Xiaowen - Listen Carefully (Ni Gei Wo Ting Hao) LYN: See? It’s not lagging anymore. LYN: When I heard the first notes of the song I found it very familiar! The piano melody. I think it was from some game’s introduction/transition music. LYN: This song is hard. I think it’s hard. LYN: Someone told me to stop commenting. Are you afraid I’ll get yelled at? Even though I’m praising them??? I think this part right here is difficult to sing, it’s difficult for me, but I think Xiaowen handled it very well. I do think he could have done the transition into the chorus a little better though. If Lv Fang-laoshi sang the previous line, Xiaowen would have had more time to prepare to get into the chorus part. It was just a little rushed. LYN: I think it was a nice cover, and it’s a song that you can listen to on repeat. It’s a very comfortable listen.

- Da Zhangwei & Wang Sulong - That Year (Na Yi Nian) LYN: Look at him- white piano, white clothing- just like a White Prince (白马王子) LYN: When I sing, I don’t usually have the mic so close to my face. I very rarely do it, because I don’t dare to. But it gives you a very close feeling- like he’s singing/speaking only to you.

Comment: I'm gonna switch to being Wang Sulong’s fan. LYN: Don’t be like this again! We already discussed this topic, change it up! Say you’re gonna switch to Da Zhangwei!

/gets to the interim/ LYN: Let me tell you, this part is missing an instrument. /gets the kazoo/ Let me try it. - rates the song 99/100 points, but if LYN’s kazoo was added it would be 199/100 points

- Da Zhangwei & Wang Sulong - When I Lightly Cover Your Eyes (Dang Wo Qiao Qiao Meng Zhu Ni De Yan Jing) LYN: I think this one is missing a kazoo too. Let me see if there will be a part I can jump in. Let me tell you friends, sooner or later I’ll get to debut the kazoo on an Our Song stage. I’ll make it happen. I just have to find the right opportunity.

- Penny Tai & Liu Yuning - I Came to Beat You Up (Wo Shi Lai Zou Ni De) LYN: Idk why, but I really don’t like seeing this LYN. I’ll try to be nicer to him this time. How disrespectful “I Came to Beat You Up,” how can you sing a song named as such? LYN: Oh hey, it seems like I can add KaKa (kazoo) into the intro of this song. LYN: It’s nice. I used to really dislike this LYN, but after watching this performance, you can say... I’m an anti turned passerby. 

LYN: I had this outfit made for a different stage performance. I was supposed to sing a wuxia-type song- as for which song you can go guess yourself. I thought I would wear it and look cool, but because of the pandemic situation, the stage got cancelled. I took Our Song as a chance to find a use for the outfit. Most people find outfits for a song. I flipped it to find a song for my outfit.

---- Q&As

Comment: Don’t bring the kazoo to the Our Song stage. LYN: I’m gonna. The sound of this kazoo... can replace that of the suona. Let me find a song to demonstrate. LYN: It’s just a matter of time before I debut the kazoo on a stage. Just like how I’m looking for a chance to debut Dai Mi. You know how there are characters that always pet cats? I’ll be one of those with my dog.

Comment: Why won't you show us Dai Mi? LYN: I really like small dogs, but most of the time I don’t really hold or pet her. It’s probably just how I was raised, but I don’t think a grown man should spend most of his day playing with his pet dog/cat. But I do really love her. Another thing is, she counts as my family. I’m the “tool” and you can see me as you please, but I want her to have more privacy.  Comment: Are you afraid she’ll be more popular than you? LYN: You’re saying I bring out my dog, and she becomes more famous than me? I’ll just.. expire? The fact that you have this thought means that you’re not normal. Have I reached the point where I have to compete with my dog now?

Comment: Are you confirmed for an 11/11 event? LYN: An invitation did come, but I can’t go- none of the ALZ cast can go because that’s the day of our wrap. Comment: What happens after ALZ wrap? LYN: Our Song hasn’t finished yet. I’ll be doing that, and POSSIBLY one other variety show. I have a few OSTs to record, including a couple for Heroes. I'll also be working on album stuff.

- RE: Concert; he’s really happy that people are interested in wanting to go to his concert. As a singer, that’s a big goal for him. But, he’ll let us know when it’s gonna happen.

Comment: When does your next drama start? LYN: I’ll have to ask the crew. I think- from what I’ve heard- in December, but I’m not clear on the details.

Comment: When are you cutting your hair? LYN: I’ll cut it when I get back to Beijing. It has been getting a little long, I do need to take care of it.

Comment: When’s the Disney stream? LYN: Not sure. We’ll be filming for the drama wrap soon, so time is tight. All of MY important scenes are already done; since I don’t have many scenes to begin with. But my character still needs to be around.

Comment: Does spitting blood count as an important scene? LYN: Yes? What, do you only think losing an arm counts? Of course spitting blood counts as well. /pretends he’s dying/ “L...li..live... on... for.... m...me....”  Comment: Wow, his breath is so long. LYN: Have you died before? I’ve played a dying person three times already, and there’s a process, alright? If there’s just a gunshot to the head or a decapitation then I have nothing else to say, but normally we can drag on a death for at least 15 minutes. / starts explaining the scenario / 

Comment: How many takes does it take to complete a scene? LYN: You’ve asked a professional question. The problem is... I don’t have enough courage to say. It might implicate other actors and I’ll get yelled at. JK. I’m just like you- I started off in the customer service industry, and I’m taking you along with me as I become an actor. For me- personally- I don’t need more than three takes. I can’t do a one-take. I CAN but that doesn’t necessarily mean I acted well in it. The thing is, and even the directors know, no matter how hard you try sometimes there’s no more improvement an actor can show. (They’ve reached the limit of their abilities and even an infinite amount of takes won’t change a thing.) It’s enough to pass and that’s the end of the take.  LYN: Some very talented actors CAN do a one-take perfectly. But directors know when they can push it and when they can’t. Each take will always be different, and it’s all up to the director.

/it’s all a matter of opinion/

Comment: What does it sound like in the in-ear? LYN: It sounds like this /clicking/. This is a “click.” Singers can choose to have it or not. Saying simply, it’s a metronome and it helps you with the beat. You can choose which part of the arrangement you’d like to hear. (drums, bass, guitar, piano, etc.) Comment: Which do you choose? LYN: I want them all. I’m not like professional singers who have specifics. My own request is that the arrangement is louder than my own voice. I hate hearing myself sing. XD Basically, I’ll use anything you give me. Just think about when I used to sing in the alley! That mic was a few hundred and the mics I use now are- much more expensive. >.> - /explaining the difference between headphones and in-ears/

Comment: Does wearing the in-ear for very long hurt? LYN: Not really, because they’re custom made to fit your ear. /explaining how it’s made/

- someone asks if in-ears are expensive; LYN does not like pricing things, because that opens the conversation to what he considers “expensive” and from there people can infer how much money he has. LYN would rather quantify something by its worth/value (in use). LYN: You consider things expensive if you can’t come to terms with the value (in your mind) of an object vs the cost (material) of an object. If you can’t come to terms with it, it’s expensive. If you can, it’s not expensive.

Comment: Can you hear the director (through the in-ear)? LYN: That depends on if they want you to hear them or not. There’s a sound technician, and they’ll send you whatever you want to hear.

Comment: Will the in-ear leak electricity? LYN: ??? Only if there’s water in your head? They plug in to the mic pack, so there’s little to no electricity flowing through them. You probably wont get electrocuted. I don’t know. I’ve never experienced it.

Comment: Is it the “bee”? LYN: The “bee” is something different. [t/n: the wind muff on a lapel mic] One is a mic (receiver), the other is a speaker. They’re two different things.

Comment: Why do some people take out the in-ear as they sing? LYN: To look cool. JK. There’s are reasons. For example, on stage there are a lot of signals, and sometimes they get crossed or the signal gets lost. If the in-ear loses signal, you can’t hear anything, no matter how loud the stage/audience is. You can only hear the white noise. Why do they only take out one side? So they can use their natural hearing to listen to what’s being played on stage. They only take out one side because they’re waiting for the sound technicians to save them and get the signal back online. Usually it doesn’t happen.

- Happy New Year! (it’s past 12a) LYN: I didn’t really want to spend the new year, but I got caught up in all the professional questions and I couldn’t stop myself. LYN: I’ll stay for a little bit longer because I think I actually did make it into the hot search. It would be rude of me to leave and end the stream right when people are coming in. It’s like if a guest just came to your house but you say “Oh, I’m sorry. I’ve got to step out.”

LYN: We were talking about the in-ears earlier. If the signal is lost, most people wait for a miracle. If the miracle doesn’t come, you can only give up and take out the other side too. Because only one side is not enough to listen to the music. Then later you can take it up with the sound technicians. [..] I’m not saying you get off stage and yell at them! Don’t misunderstand me. LYN: Usually it’s a live-stream situation and what’s happened has happened and has already been broadcast. There’s no need to retaliate and yell at the technicians. They’ll feel bad and you yourself wont get any satisfaction. It wasn’t their fault that the equipment experienced a problem. There’s no need to retaliate. I just go to them and let them know what happened so they can avoid problems in the future.

LYN: You know what, though? For a singer, if your in-ear really does stop working, it’s an opportunity for you. If it happens to you and you take out the in-ear and go on singing and it’s no different from if you DID have an in-ear. 1. You’ll probably end up on the hot search. 2. It will make your fans have that much more confidence in you. 3. Your fans can take this as a chance to spread the word about you. 

Comment: What happens if you sing it badly. LYN: If there’s no signal, and you take out the in-ear and end up off key. You can’t find the beat. Then you’ll... let’s just say you’ll still end up in the hot search. Of the two “OOO lost signal, Sings off-key” and “OOO lost signal, Sings Normally” I think the former is more likely to become a big topic. Don’t you think so? [Would you rather watch a train-wreck or not? We all know. :)]

Comment: Ning-ge, you’re not tired? Have you got any work tomorrow? LYN: I’m filming tomorrow, and then after that I’ll be doing the voice-acting. I was thinking to stream tomorrow (Saturday) but I looked at my watch and thought that “It’s Friday, you probably get a break tomorrow.” So people can relax and watch my stream and not have to worry about work or school in the morning.

Comment: How do you stay up so late but still function normally the next day? LYN: I got used to it. Staying up all night IS bad for your health, I know. But I just can’t help it. I just got used to it. Of course, every person has their own limits and as long as you stay within those limits I think there’s no problem.

LYN: I’m the Night Owl Sect leader, Liu Xia Lai*. Welcome. [* t/n: he’s using this as a name, but “liu xia lai” (留下来) means “to stay”]

LYN: I’m seeing a lot of comments that are saying that you can’t hold up any longer, that you’re sleepy and about to drop your phone on your face. Are you young?? Come on. I’m so old and I can stay up and talk to you for five hours. I’m not tired, but you are?? Around this time is right when young people are the most active.

LYN: Let me play you a song that’ll make you perk right up.

Comment: I’m on the night shift, can you tell a story? My daughter really likes it. LYN: ? You’re working on the night shift and you left a phone at home so I can lull your kid to sleep? Is that the situation?

Comment: Tell a ghost story. LYN: Don’t scare me. My stream is not like it was before. Do you think an artist alone in their stream can rely on ghost stories? Do you think it’s dependable? I can see the headlines now “Singer LYN tells ghost stories in his stream.” Comment: You can get into the hot search. LYN: Just because I can doesn’t mean I should. LYN: Don’t joke around, I’ll kick you out. I’m serious. XD 

LYN: It’s about time friends. I still have to eat a little something and go to class and go over my lines for tomorrow. Thank you for coming; even Jing Tian-laoshi came to see me, so I’m happy. There are a lot of new friends, subscribe to my weibo, and it’ll tell you when I stream next. You may not want to see it, but at some point you might even like watching. Thanks for coming and I hope my boring stream could accompany you for a short five hours. I hope to have brought you even a little bit of happiness. See you next time!

[voidcat]

– “Friend” is a four letter word

Characters: Kuroo Tetsurou / gn! reader

requested by anon, prompt 1

wc & genre: 2k - mostly fluff, a bit angst by the end

a/n: the title is literally a 1 trait danger song title, pls dont come @ me, i just thought it was nice to use bc “love” is a four letter word so yea,, also pls dont ship ppl irl or ask them too many Qs abt their relationshio even if they look so good together n should date bc it is rlly rlly annoying (speaking from experience)

The first you meet Kuroo Tetsurou, you don’t even notice.

It’s not surprising, he’s quiet and doesn’t gather attention. You don’t go looking around and keeping an eye on everyone either. The most is you’re just two fish in the vast sea, unaware of one another, too tangled with your own lives.

Then comes a moment, nothing special, almost out-of-a-movie type. It begins with a joke, if it can be considered that. It’s bad, awfully bad, a horrible pun in the middle of chemistry and from the volume of the voice you can tell they hoped no one would hear. But you do, so does few who sit next to him and your giggles dance around in the air. You don’t notice it’s him at that time but you grow to recognize his jokes in the following time.

Kuroo Tetsurou feels like a mystery when your eyes lie on him one afternoon. He’s not bad looking, a part of a sports team, a key member even. And yet compared to all the other jocks he doesn’t bask in the attention, in fact, he doesn’t receive any. Others like to brag and talk smug, as if they’ve discovered life in an inhabitable area and then there’s him. You can’t even tell he plays in the team if it’s not for the uniform and tracksuit he’s in after classes.

You think to yourself, if only jocks were like him. Still, you take no step and neither does he.

Maybe neither of you need to because the universe is more than happy to provide the nudge you both seem to need.

Funny enough it’s a science project that starts it.

He’s too quiet to your liking, speaking only when absolutely necessary. As you desperately try to kill the silence that hangs in the air, he avoids it as hard, making so little sound.

An idea comes as fast the lights are on and you speak before you even get to think ‘what’s there to lose?’

“No science puns for me? What happened, cat got your tongue?”

To say he is baffled, is the understatement of the year. You’re not sure if he’s surprised you’ve heard him joke or want to hear more of them; but either way, he looks cute, with his guard down, at a loss of reaction, mouth slightly open and – is that a hint of blush on his cheeks?

It only goes upwards from then on.

Awkward conversations is how it begins, seeking each other out in close environments is where you’re leaded.

You find yourself enjoying the way he talks, listening to what he has to say, the way his face brightens up when he starts talking out of pure interest. You only hope he feels the same way about you, and from the way he often discreetly directs you to take the lead and pick the topic, he does.

In a short span of time, you two are attached from the hip. Inseparable, always doing something, going somewhere, discussing a thing or just laughing. Shy smiles replaced with a Cheshire-like grin, almost ironic considering your school’s name, that’s only a new expression on him that you like to see.

It feels freeing, natural; as the sea sighs, the rain drops hit the surface and the sun shines. Two peas in a pod, thick as thieves, inseparable…

This goes beyond high school and throughout university too, which you’re grateful for. Because times come when you wonder where would you be without him, what would you do without his support; so you thank the stars once again, for having him in your life even today.

Then comes the times you wish you didn’t spend as much time together because the people around are being insufferable. All you want is to hang out with your best friend but half that time is stolen away by the never changing questions. Those who keep asking if you’re together, as an item. As if it doesn’t rub the salt in the already existing wound, it sure makes things unbearable. Getting approached by people you never saw before is no fun, neither is dealing with those who have the audacity to think you owe an explanation about your love life.

“But why? The two of you spend all the time together! Sure you must be in love!”

As if platonic relationships do not exist, surely do you have to love someone in that way to care for them? Loving Tetsu is a case that matters to only you, you’re happy knowing he cares for you, maybe not in the way as you but at the end of the day, the bond is there in plain sight, on your sleeve.

“But you guys would look so good together! Have you given dating a try? I’m sure it’d work out! I understand if you want to keep things a secret but come on, you must have had something going on-“

Stop, stop, stop…

It gets exhausting after a while, showing its signs on you, the irritation high and your nerves are at the edge, he notices it not long after.

After a little persuasion, you spill it all out, ranting about the pent up anger you had bottled all week –month maybe. You don’t notice the way his shoulders slump as you talk and go on about the stupidity of the people. It misses your attention how he talks less than usual that day, even after the mini ranting session. You do, however, notice how he starts to act strange around you. More preserved, and not as chatty as much. Holding his touch and avoiding contact, not going out of his way to approach you any longer. This drives you crazy, hurts a part of you and you worry –what if he has grown bored of me? Did I do something to hurt his feelings? Does he like someone and avoids me to get in their eye? What has happened, what did I do wrong? And goes and goes and goes the worries and the dynamics shift in your friendship.

So with the change of dynamics, you try desperately to hold onto what you once shared. Soon enough it’s you who invites the other to outings.

When your coffee offers are denied, you bring up walks, after that study dates, as he tries to ignore one attempt of alone time, you come up with another and one evening you find yourself asking to go to a party.

Campus parties with him, are interesting, to say the least. It stings when you’re separated, a punch to the stomach when he’s awfully close to those who were flirting with him, a new kind of torture when he keeps his talks with you short at the scene but at the end of the day you always leave, together, and you settle with this too, as you settled with all his love you could get years ago.

Some nights with booze apparent in the air, you don’t bug him with questions but each party gets worse somehow, only makes the distance between the two harder.

One night you snap and let it all out, unlike that afternoon it wasn’t an asked question but an aftereffect of him pushing your nerves and once you begin, you don’t stop, letting the storm out and he just looks at you.

You stop and his gaze stays, face devoid of any emotion and you worry, all the words you’ve said dawning on you and with one last attempt you whisper “Aren’t we friends?”

Voice calm and stern, colder than that icy cocktail you had: We’re not just friends and you fucking know it.

Holding back the tears by the corner of your eyes, you blink once and turn your back, steps set on your way. You can’t recall the last time you’ve walked home alone, without him.

Some time passes, days begin to blur and you try not to dwell on things too much or think about him that much. But the brain is a traitor as much as your heart and you find yourself thinking about him too much to your liking. Not sure whether you want him to find you, you keep an eye out; maybe plan to get out of the eye sight when you spot that messy hair but there’s not much need as he’s never around.

At the same time you’re unaware that this is his way of giving you a break, providing the alone time you needed away from him; as Tetsu tries his best to gather his thoughts and shape the sentences to show how he truly feels, what he actually thinks, he keeps an eye out for you. Even the smallest of smiles on you making his racing heart worse but what lands the final blow is how rarely you smile these days. Knowing he is the reason behind, knowing he causes the weight on your shoulders and the ache in his heart, he wishes more than anything to change this as soon as he can but he is at a loss of words and actions and he hates himself for that.

When the two of you are brought together once again, as fate pushes you from behind like it did years ago, you’re not sure who looks up first. But it is Tetsu who speaks first, not giving you a chance to say anything back, call him names or yell him insults. And as he talks, eyes focused on you, locked into yours, his gaze warmer than ever, his voice nothing like that disastrous night.

“I know I fucked up and ruined the best thing I’ve ever had in my life. I have nothing to blame but myself, I know, but please. Even though it’s selfish of me to ask this… Would you give me a second chance?”

Letting go of the breath you were holding, you prepare to answer him. He doesn’t let you.

“One last chance… To start over? Because that one sentence, as cold as it sounded, had a truth to it. And I- I just can’t do it anymore. I can’t go on and pretend like I don’t have- like I don’t have all these feelings in me. I can’t nod along to your rants about how much you hate the people perceiving the two of us as more than friends. ‘Cause you got to admit. They have a point. Maybe at the beginning, yes... But we’ve not been friends, not for a long while. And you know it too whether you want to say it or not.”

As if spoken without breathing once, considering this is Tetsu that was definitely the case ,he gulps and takes a step forward.

“Will you give me a last chance and let me show you how much I can love you? Free of this ‘just friends’ title. Would you let me take you on dates and make you laugh wide and loud? Not just as your friend but as your boyfriend? As your partner in crime and in life, as Persephone is the pastel queen of hell in the realm of Hades, the sun to my Icarus, the Sodium to my Chlorine?..”

His speech was getting to you until the last sentence, your softened body goes stone cold, hands hanging in the air, Tetsu’s last pleads of “would you let me?”s falling deaf to your ears.

The gears turn quick and he realizes exactly which one of his words could leave an effect like this, be so ridiculous and bring you to a halt.

One of those smug smiles you saw on his face often, he says “What happened, cat got your tongue?”

And your mouse hanging open, all you can do is smack him on the arm, as hard as you can, for that awful salt simile and for using your words on you.

Before you know it, both of you are laughing and the air feels warm once again.

tags: @celosiiaa​ @boosyboo9206

[ickle-ronniekins]

fools in love

request from nonnie!!! “pls could you write a story about fred being real sad bc he hasn’t seen the reader in a long time since she’s a year younger and still in school and he’s super busy with the store and he has these huge plans for them and he’s just having a rough day and then he finally gets to see her after a long time??? thank you!!”

pairing: fred x reader

word count: 1.6k

A/N: a little shorter, but i hope you like what i’ve done with the prompt :D i’m notorious for writing a lot and making stories very, very long but i wanted to try and write something that was only one or two scenes and end it with a big grand gesture so i hope this leaves you all smiling!!

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“Promise, it’ll go by so quickly, darling! I’ll see you soon.”

Fred felt stupid enough with all of these new customers looking as though they were positively in love with him, as he willingly and very quickly turned each and every one of them down, earning him eye rolls, a bombardment of questions and swift glances at his left ring finger to see if they could get any answers out of him for why he’d been rejecting them, exactly. He didn’t need to be reminded that he’d made a promise he wasn’t able to keep. He didn’t feel much like talking. He didn’t feel much like doing anything at all. He felt positively dreadful.

Surely, it couldn’t have been months since he’d last seen you, could it? But alas, it could. Surviving on letters alone and not much else, you’d planned on visiting him one long weekend at the beginning of your final term at Hogwarts. But when Professor Snape had caught you in the Owlery late one evening after hours, sending yet another letter to Fred, he’d placed you in detention for not only one weekend, but four. A whole bloody month. Hogwarts without Fred was seemingly miserable.

Fred, feeling more on edge than before, had plans for that weekend you’d meant to visit. Not just any plans, like showing you his and George’s new artwork for the shop, their new apartment just above it, their inventions that they’d just designed and were getting ready to market and sell after placing on the last finishing touches. It was the first time he’d be seeing you in months—more like years, it felt like. He’d wanted it to be special.

George dropped a very large box of Extendable Ears on the shop desk, took one out, and held it up to the bare spot where his missing ear should be. He grinned at Fred and said, “What’ve you said, mate? I can’t ear you!” He found himself rather funny, rightfully so, and earned himself a laugh from Fred, who was grateful for the few mere seconds of thoughts not surrounding how much he bloody missed you.

George, before closing up the shop for the evening and heading upstairs to make them both dinner, clapped his brother on the back and told him, “Just a few more weeks, Freddie. Don’t look so glum.”

Fred didn’t sleep that night. Maybe an hour or two. Which didn’t help in the morning when the sunshine brought in more customers than he could’ve imagined; the desolate, colorless street of Diagon Alley was swarmed with people visiting from all over. He barely had any time to collect himself and discuss the day’s endeavors with George—each of them were pulled in separate directions with hungry customers itching to get their hands on any and all Weasley products, even those that hadn’t hit shelves yet. Fred grinned cheekily at his twin from across their very busy store. Suppose his day could be looking up.

A few hours into it, and he reckoned he shouldn’t have spoken so soon. Not only had he nearly fallen off of a ladder reaching for something on the highest shelf (his wand was upstairs in his bedroom; not a great place for it) and caught himself on the front desk at the very last minute, earning a sharp pain in his ankle, he’d also needed to stop a few individuals from sneaking out without paying for their items, only to then be followed around by a girl who wouldn’t leave him alone and a very angry bloke who did nothing but complain and yell about how his pygmy puff wasn’t changing colors throughout the day (it wasn’t supposed too).

When the shop was finally empty and he had a chance to sit and actually feel the pain radiating from his feet up through his legs, he pulled at his hair and yanked off his tie; he was absolutely bloody exhausted and was not at all looking forward to the fact that he and George still needed to restock the shelves before the weekend’s end. Luckily, though, he’d been able to slip away and grab his wand.. should make things a bit easier.

George emerged from the storage closet wearing a very cheeky grin, and it only seemed to deepen when Fred frowned. “What’re you so chipper about?” he asked, unbuttoning his vest and throwing it haphazardly over the countertop.

“Bad day, Freddie?”

“Bloody hell,” Fred replied, letting his head fall into his hands. He frowned again, about to explode, but rethought his choice of words, “Not bad, per se, just—long. But I reckon that comes with the business eh?”

George just smiled as he slowly took some Weather in a Bottle products, Decoy Detonators, Basic Blaze Boxes and began to gingerly place them on some shelves.

“Seriously, mate,” Fred began, peering quizzically at his twin who looked as though he was trying very hard to suppress a big secret, “what’s up with you? Something happen you need to tell me about?”

“No, nothing,” George replied, and a larger grin lifted his cheeks, “I just reckon your day could still turn around, is all.”

Fred scoffed. “Yeah, right. Always have loved that enthusiasm of yours, Georgie.” George shrugged his shoulders, his smile only deepening yet again, when he suggested to Fred to head back to the supply closet to grab more of the newer items to place on display at the front of the store to attract more hungry crowds. Begrudgingly he went, not very keen on the sharp pain in his feet now extending all the way into his back. Merlin, he just wanted to lay down.

He took his wand out of his pocket, ready to Accio the nonsense out of all of these items, when something nearly scared the living daylights right out of him. A yelp escaped his lips. He jumped on the spot, whirled around quickly, and discovered a small light in the corner had been flicked on.

“You know,” you began, and crossed your arms in delight, “you’re quite a sight for sore eyes after a long day.”

A very large grin plastered itself across his face; suddenly, all pain in his body seemed to subside at the sight of you. Butterflies were engulfing him. He was positively bewildered at the sight of you. He felt like a right fool for screaming in his own shop, but couldn’t help but grin like mad. Without even thinking properly, he ran across the crowded space to you, lifted you up off of the table you’d been sitting on and spun you around, encasing you in a bone crushing hug you were bound to feel the effects of later.

“What’re you doing here?” he asked breathlessly as disbelief flooded his body.

You slapped him playfully. “You’re not the only one who can pull off the greatest of surprises, Fred Weasley.” You draped your arms across his shoulders and inched a little closer. He felt his insides twist in the best of ways; were you really here? “Reckon I could give you a run for your money.”

“You mean to tell me you’ve actually escaped the wrath of Severus Snape?”

You rolled your eyes casually. “Thank Merlin for McGonagall. Told me not to worry. Has Snape doing other sorts of business, so I doubt he even noticed. Right load of bollocks that was, wasn’t it?” He laughed haughtily at your jokes and his hands tightened around your abdomen.

“Got to hand it to you—you’ve certainly shocked me, that’s for sure.”

“Color you impressed?” you winked.

Kissing you for the first time in Merlin only knows how long nearly set his soul on fire; the steady pounding of his heart seemed to increase the second your lips touched his, the touch he’d been dying to feel, imagining over and over again in all the time you’d been apart. When you tried to pull away to tease him again, he pulled you back, noting that he wasn’t quite yet finished with you, and you both stayed there, your hands in his bright red hair and his gripping your whole body tightly, for several long minutes, or maybe even days.

“You, my love,” he started, tugging gently on your hair, “have no bloody idea just how much I’ve missed you.”

“Nah, I definitely know,” you replied cheekily, flipping your hair, earning a smirk and a wink from him. Then you softened and said breathlessly, “I’ve missed you, too. School’s just dreadful without you.”

He felt a pang in his chest. It had always been difficult being a year apart, especially now with them owning the shop and you still attending Hogwarts. You’d seen one another nearly every single day for six years, even before you got together. It was strange having that all shift dramatically. “I’ll just have to make it up to you then.”

“Oh yeah? Like how?”

“Got a few surprises up my sleeve.”

“Oh really?” you asked, placing a hand to your hip and grinning like mad. “You didn’t even know I was coming! How could you already have something planned?” You wiggled your eyebrows at him and continued, “Think you’re going to out-surprise me? Think again, Weasley.”

You pressed your lips gently to his again; the feeling of your eyelashes softly brushing his cheeks sent him into a tizzy. He held you delicately in his hands, as if he were afraid you were going to break, or slip right through his fingers. He opened his eyes, just for a moment, to make sure that yours were still closed. When he saw that they were, he closed his again and gently, very gently ran his hand over the very tiny box he had hidden away in his pocket, holding what would seemingly replace the gold band you had on your left ring finger that’d been there since you were little. He felt the edges of the box against his fingers.. the box that had been there ever since he purchased it a few months ago. Another surge of raging fire raced through his bones; he was sure it was from both you running your hands absentmindedly down his chest, and also the thought of what the weekend would bring. Guess his plans hadn’t been ruined after all.

When you parted and you brought your hands to his cheeks, gently running your hands across his stubble, his smile just deepened at the happiness radiating off of you. He could hardly wait to out-surprise you. “We’ll just see about that, darling.”

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[duck-writer]

Treasures for Donald

For @danielle-may-song-harkness who wanted a fanfic (sorry that it’s short :’D )and bc I needed some cuteness today. 

Based on this post!

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Dewey knew the rules. He knew that he couldn’t run off without his uncle knowing. That was bad and it made his uncle sad, which he would never do! 

But he saw a pretty rock!

It had been on their way to daycare and with some of their shenanigans that morning during breakfast, they were late. So for the first couple of minutes at daycare he was really sad thinking his pretty rock was lost forever. Huey and Louie then invited him to play and he forgot about it until the end of the day where they were picked up by Mr. Goof who would watch them until their uncle’s shift was finished. On the way, Huey was asking Max questions and Louie was riding piggy back on Mr. Goof’s back while playing on his phone. Dewey was reminded of his pretty rock as they were passing where he saw it, and he quickly dashed to see if it was still there. And it was!

“Dewey!” Max called out as he ran to fetch him while the other two waited with Mr. Goof. “You can’t wonder off bud.”

“Sorry! Look at dis pwetty rock!” Dewey showed him proudly. 

“Wow! That is really pretty. Shiny too. And wow, I’m pretty sure that’s Uncle Donald’s favorite color too.” Max told him with a smile as he grab Dewey’s hand and they walked back to the others. 

Dewey’s eyes widened in amazement as he looked at his shiny, pretty rock. He smiled and held the rock protectively in his fist the rest of the way so he wouldn’t lose it. 

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The triplets were finishing up dinner with their uncle on the houseboat when Dewey tugged on Donald’s arm. “Unca Donal! Unca Donal!”

“Yes Dewey?” 

“Look! Dis is fo’ you!” Dewey presented his shiny rock proudly towards his uncle. 

Donald accepted it, inspected it, and asked with a bit of a watery smile, “Are you sure?”

“Yas! Cos you’s da bes’ unca!” Dewey declared, beaming with pride. 

Donald blinked away some tears that wanted to form. He knew he was doing his best for the boys, and sometimes it was hard to believe that he was doing enough. So hearing it from the boys always made him emotional. He held the rock protectively before hugging Dewey and giving him a kiss on the forehead, “I love it a lot. Thank you, Dewey.” 

As they shared the moment, Huey and Louie were glaring at their brother. 

Donald begins to clean up and gives them an estimate time for playing before it was time for their bath. 

Before Dewey could ask either of his brothers what they wanted to play, the other two were already scrambling away. 

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Huey searched high and low but there weren’t many options. Had he known Dewey was going to be giving their Uncle Donald a present, he might have tried to craft something pretty while he had better supplies. There wasn’t much he could do with the art and crafts stuff he had in his room. 

He was feeling very dejected until he caught sight of something shiny near under the bed. Crouching down he reached over and smiled brightly at what he saw. It was a bottle cap from one of Uncle Donald’s favorite sodas! They weren’t allowed to have sweets and sodas often, but on occasion they got to have one. Usually when they had movie night with the Goof family. He remembered liking the soda a lot and kept a memory of his first one. The bottle cap was kept under his pillow but it must have fallen. It wasn’t much, and it was slightly dented, but it was still pretty cool right? 

Huey took off running towards the kitchen and actually ran into his uncle. 

“Whoa, where’s the fire?”

On the run over, Huey had gotten very excited as he decided it was a good gift, that it was clear in his body language. He raised the bottle cap high, practically shoving it in his uncle’s face, “Look! Look Unca Dad, look! Dis is fom the firs’ time you lets us have soda! It was good and dis is a good mem’ry and I wan’ you to have it! It’s a good present, yes?” 

Donald blinked a few times and took a moment to absorb the information. Then it clicked and he smiled as he accepted the bottle cap. Looking at it fondly he then smiled at Huey, “It’s a great present, Huey! I love it!” 

Getting a hug and a forehead kiss, Huey sighed in contentment. 

From around the corner, Louie glared at his other brother before going back to look for something he could gift his uncle as well. 

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Louie felt his beak quivering and he had to blink tears out of his vision. He loved his uncle and he wanted to give him a gift too! Now both of his brothers had gifted their uncle with something! What if his uncle loved him less now because he was the only one who hadn’t gifted him with something?

He took a moment to hide away to cry a bit. Then he wiped his eyes a bit angrily and stood. With new determination he ventured outside to look for something! He wouldn’t be defeated! There were some rocks but none of them were nearly as pretty as the one Dewey had found. It was getting dark and harder to see, but he didn’t want to give up just yet. 

Just as he was about to admit defeat...he spots it. Rushing to it before it can tip over or get washed away by the wind or a wave, Louie catches a pretty seashell. He inspects it as best as he can with the setting sun, and though it’s not perfect...it’s pretty.

Holding it close to his chest, just over his heart, he rushes back inside. Running into his uncle almost immediately. 

“There you are! What have I said about being outside without me?”

Louie’s holding on to the shell tightly now, second guessing himself. What if he didn’t like his gift? What if it wasn’t pretty or special enough.

“Are you okay, Louie?”

Louie closed his eyes and lifted the shell into the air to present it to his uncle. 

“Oh, what’s this?”

“Fo’ dad...” Louie muttered shyly. 

“Really? You got this for me?” Even if he’ll talk to him later about the rules of boat safety, he wouldn’t ignore a gift from his boy. 

Louie nodded and looked up sheepishly, “Dad like?” 

He knew it wasn’t the boys fault for not really understanding why Donald wasn’t their dad, and it was bitter sweet because it both made his heart ache with love and guilt. He did his best to explain how they came to be the family they were, and for the most part he thinks they understand. The other two were adapting well, Louie was the one who refused to try but Donald wouldn’t rush him. 

“It’s no secret I love the sea. So this? This is a pretty amazing gift. Thank you, Louie.”

Louie jumped into Donald’s arms and hugged him tight, letting himself be carried to the bathroom for bath time. 

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After getting bathed, rather than their usual bed time story, the boys crowded around their Uncle Donald as he jotted down something in a small journal. It was an unused journal that Max and Goofy had brought him back as a gift from one of their vacations. Donald wrote down the date and then listed below all of the amazing little treasures he was given that day and by whom. They he pulled out a small trunk that he emptied and carefully placed the items inside. 

The boys then chose of a ‘safe place for treasure!’ in Donald’s room before being tucked in. 

Donald thanked them again for all of his wonderful treasures but reminded them that they were his absolute favorite treasure of all. With one more goodnight kiss on each of their foreheads, he headed off to sleep himself. It had been a good day.

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AN:

Their age is ambiguous mostly because I am horribly indecisive. They’re at the age where they understand to the best of their abilities given their unnamed age about their parental situation. Dewey’s far more ‘go with the flow’ of things and if his dad tells him he’s his uncle and tells them as much as he’s able about Della, then he accepts it! Huey does too, but he’s in need of the structure he’s been told a family is made up of. And kids come from parents. He’s at that stage where he’s learning to adapt but occasionally, like when he’s excited, refers to Donald as Uncle Dad. And Louie...I once read a fanfic where Louie calls Donald “Dad” until he’s six and I’ve kinda accepted that. 

[applepiry]

Fluffvember Day 20

Prompt: Celebrating Holiday

HC Christmas with Midoriya, Bakugou, Kirishima, Kaminari and Shinsou

Contains: Fluff, Booty touching??

Synopsis: Your first Christmas in your apartment together!

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Izuku Midoriya

You go shopping for decorations together

You each pick out an ornament for each other

When you decorate, he ends up breaking a few ornaments on accident 

You have to comfort him for a while bc he is a big cry-baby

He is horrible at hiding gifts and keeping secrets

“DON’T ASK WHAT I GOT YOU” he says // “...what did you get me??” you tease

“It’s a- OH NO, DON’T DO THAT.” he runs off and has to make sure everything is wrapped. It’s kinda sloppy, but it’s cute as hell wrapping paper. 

Christmas eve you have a small party with Iida, Uraraka, Asui, Todoroki and Tokoyami

Cake!! Lots of hot chocolate!

Loooooots of pictures with everyone!

Once everyone leaves, you two cuddle up and head to sleep

Midoriya wakes up early and makes you breakfast

When you wake up, he’s right there with your hot drink of choice

You got him several limited edition All Might things, and a special mug shaped like All Might’s face that you had made special for him.

He gets you your favorite style of clothing, mostly shirts, and a multitude of items for your hobby, whatever it may be.

Katsuki Bakugou

He already has christmas items, but he agrees to buy a few personal things with you

Does most of the decorating, because he’s a picky brat about the way they’re done

You tried to move the tree a little and he freaked

NO idea if he even got you something

You find nothing hidden away or see him sneaking around like one does with presents

For Christmas Eve you go out with Mina, Kirishima, Kaminari, Sero and Jirou

You go to karaoke, nearly all of you getting drunk 

Bakugou has to bring your drunk butt back, but you’re giggling and happy, so he doesn’t say anything. 

The next morning you wake up to him holding you against his chest, his hands grabbing your booty and drooling on the pillow.

You two make breakfast together

You get him workout gear, a new jacket and special gloves for the winter that are fire-proof inside and out.

He gets you sexy outfits, whatever fits your frame perfectly, as well as a Ground Zero hoodie that you had been eyeing online.

Eijirou Kirishima

Sooo excited to go christmas shopping with you!!

All the sparkly manly things!

He insists on decorating most of the apartment

He just wants to show you how manly he is

The apartment looks amazing!

You go out on Christmas Eve with the Bakugou, Mina, Kaminari, Sero and Jirou

Karaoke then out to a family restaurant

Lots of photos!

After getting back home, you exchange one present, him getting you a piece of jewelry 

You getting him some new wireless headphones for his workouts (he often rips regular headphones up on accident ;; )

You then watch a cute christmas movie before falling asleep in his arms

When you wake up, you make breakfast

You wake him up with kisses

You get him vintage Crimson Riot items, as well as more weights for his workout equipment

He gets you the newest Red Riot workout clothes (even if it is just to laze around the house in) and several books you had mentioned you wanted months ago

Denki Kaminari

He is so stoked

This boy could not be more excited anytime you two go out in public together

So going christmas shopping was so much fun

He goes overboard and gets so many lights

The second you get home he begins pulling shit out

He wants it to be the brightest, best, most amazingly decorated apartment ever, just for you, the light of his life

You really have to reign him in when it begins to spill OFF the balcony

Of course, Christmas Eve you go out to party with Bakugou, Mina, Kirishima, Sero and Jirou

Lots of drinking and singing

Mina and you have to drag and dumbed out Kaminari home

After thanking her repeatedly you drag him into your room

You undress him and put him into his pjs. He’s surprisingly light.

Of course, you wake up first and make a simple breakfast

When he gets up he snuggles you and asks where his present is

You give him a large brightly yellow box with a new guitar in

He’s speechless!!!

He got you your favorite plushes, a stack of manga and some of his Chargebolt gear; a hoodie and sweats! How sweet!

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💘bangtan as boyfriends: taehyung💘

-he was rather shy at the beginning of your relationship but you soon realised how serious he was about you

-very commited to you, your relationship and your future together

- but all in all he was rather slow to open up but you have taught him to trust more in people

-with each passing day his walls crumbled more and more and you started to see his soft side

-you have taught him that vulnerability is not something to be afraid of

-this is why tae is absolutely bound to you, no matter what happens

- the depth of your relationship is what keeps you going despite every hardship you face, for example when he's gone on tour for months

-you miss each other terribly and it's difficult for both of you... but embracing each other again once he's back makes it worth it again

-his career is very important to him obviously, but he knows that he must make time for you as well to make things work out

-bc he's also very serious about you.. even when you guys were a new couple he knew that this was gonna be long-term

- he will give you his honest opinion and full support whenever you need it most

- very very dependable

- knows when to be straightforward with you and when to goof around to make you smile

-oh my god he loves your smile so much, it can brighten up his entire day and you get so shy when he tried to tease you to smile at him and he adores it sooo much

-he managed to catch a blurry pic of you while doing that and it's his phone wallpaper ever since

- sends you good morning texts every day and will never end the day without sending you a good night text

- will never let you pay when you're out together so don't even try, he'll take personal offense tbh

- sends u gifts per mail from every country that they're touring through and will write you small letters about how, when and where he bought it and how much he misses you.... you'd send him a picture of it whenever it arrived and it'd just make his day to know how excited you got when the package arrived

-he's very thoughtful and sweet

-and you knew that you wouldn't get to hear him say "I love you" very often but instead he'd show it through actions like the ones I listed before, that's his love language

- also, he's not too big on pda, very private displays of affection, like when you're cuddling at home and back hugs like when you're making yourself tea and suddenly he's behind you and slowly roams his hands up your body and wraps you up against his body, while planting soft kisses against your neck

-needless to say, your focus was not fixing tea anymore

-kisses start off slowly but will turn steady, he knows how to build up your tension

- he's a very sensual lover, stimulate him in the right way and .... you're in for a ride

- very passionate when he wants to be, body talk let's him say things he fails to put into words sometimes

- loves pillow talk and your topic range would be HUGE bc I can see him being into unusual and lengthy conversations with someone who can keep up with his unconventional side and match this energy in a conversation

-so it wouldn't be rare that you guys would chill on his balcony on summer nights talk until without realising how quick time would pass and you both would go "oh, the sun...."

- sometimes your lengthy talk wouold be much to the dismay of the other members who'd chill with you from time to time

-3am-

tae: i just KNOW we're not alone in the universe

you: but will they ever accepts humans and show themselves to us ?

tae: right... 😔 they probably think we're stupid as hell and -

jimin, from his room: go the fUCK TO SLEEP!!!!

- taehyung glared towards the door bc aliens are the best topic ever tbh and you'd look at him and say "the last time I saw you glaring at jimin like that was when the dumpl- ", tae: "DO NOT EVEN START WITH THAT"

- anyway, let's not lose focus here lmao

- since tae and you started off as besties you guys are very chill together, sometimes tae forgets his bf duty because of that

-like the time he forgot valentine's day, which u didn't really mind bc you knew that he was busy but he pulled up at your flat at 11pm and insisted on taking you out and did so.. to a very very fancy restaurant and you were like "oh crap" when you saw the prices there but tae didn't take no for an answer bc he loves spoiling you

- he always makes you feel special and it doesn't take fancy dinners to do that

- whenever you tell him some story he's fully concentrated on you and listens to each of your words so intently that it was making you shy at first bc he'd sit there like you were telling him the secrets of the universe

-so you told him that it's kinda weird for you, only to realise that he didn't even know he was doing that and he became shy afterwards

you: oh god I didn't want to make you uncomfortable with that, I'm sorry 😔

tae: nooo *grabs your hands* I should be the one to say that... I never realised I do that, it's just weird, right?

you: not weird, but unusual, I guess ? It's not like everything I tell you needs your undivided attention

tae: everything you say needs my attention. everything you say is important to me, sweetheart. you could say the dumbest words and it would still sound like heaven to me. maybe that's why I stare at you like that... I don't know.. but I hope you don't feel uncomfortable around me because I do that. You're just very dear to me...

-he told you all of that and shyly scratched his head and you'd sit there completely awestruck about the fact that kim taehyung pretty much adored you in any way, even when talking about whatever random stuff that came to your mind... and you couldn't find words at that moment that could show him the immeasurable amount of love, warmth and affection that he made you feel that moment so you just hugged him very tightly, which was surprising to him at first but then he started chuckling and hugged you back

- makes you knees weak every time he calls you "my love"

-finds your odd habits cute, looks at with the biggest smile when you did a sing-song to remember where you put your keys

- at least 40% of your texts are memes, tae would get a message from you, grin and get up before opening it next to the guys and they'd be like "ohh, risky texts?👀" whereas it was just a meme streak you guys were doing

- your biggest fan and hype man tbh

-you had some good lighting in your room one day and used it to make like 34 selfies out of which 3 were like okay-ish and 1 actually looked pretty nice so you decided to put it as your new profile pic... tae was doing promotions and a fan sign that day and he got the notification and actually suddenly GASPED and everyone was like "????", his fan signs actually captured the moment which made you laugh your ass off when you found out about it and it is now your favourite picture sequence

-he texted you after this happened

tae: how dare you... my heart couldn't handle it.. even the fans noticed

you: ????

tae: your dp... how dare you look so ravishing... 👀

you: lmaoooo, is that what this is about ?? - you sent him a link of the gasp moment -

tae: when u hype ur lover and still get mocked 😔✊🏼

you: nooo you were so cute baby, thank u for being my hype man 😚💕

tae: always, baby 🥰

-btw couple items even couple outfits are a huge thing with you two

yoongi, seeing your matching coats and yeontan's matching sweater:

"why"

taehyung, while trying on some of his 6274 sunglasses with you:

"it's called fashion, hyung"

"and love, yoongo"

"looove, hyung"

*dog panting*

yoongi: -walks away-

-you pretty much feel invincible when he's with you and he feels the same way

- you two are very devoted to one another and that's why everyone is sure that this will very likely be a long-term relationship

-he's rather dominating sometimes but you know... 👀 you don't mind 👀👀

-never jealous bc he knows there won't be any other hoes

- you once were in the front row during a concert and stared him down when he winked at some bimbo who yelled her lungs out.... and he had the audacity to laugh and mouthed "fan service" to you.. you nodded, but still were disgruntled af, so some time later he danced his way to your side of the stage and knelt down, while you put out your phone to film his anpanman antics and he took your phone and filmed him and the guys on stage before he gave you back your phone, but not without turning away from the audience and throwing a kiss into the cam...

the girl next to you: LUCKY YOUUU

you: GIRL I KNOWWW

-one word from bang pd and your relationship would be public right away

-taehyung's trust in you and your support for him are a solid foundation for this and everyone is very well aware of that

- tae goes into these moods sometimes where he puts up his walls again and starts distancing himself from you

-this used to be a reason you got into fights at first until you talked it out and you realised that he needs you show him love in times like these

-he assured you that he doesn't do this on purpose but that it's more like that he loses his trust in himself sometimes and thinks you're better off without him

-this tended to happen most when he was away from you for a long time and this made things worse bc you couldn't speak to him directly

-but when you two finally talked it out (when he was back) you knew that taehyung needed grounding from this stressful side of his life... so you promised him that you're gonna stay by his side as long as he doesn't shut you out, which he promised you too

- after a long talk you both felt drained but knew that this was gonna change things between you, your bond has strengthened and just when you were about to drift to sleep in his arms, you heard him whisper "I love you.. you have no idea how much..." and you finally fell asleep and had the most blissfully peaceful sleep in ages

-he loves to see you interact with his friends or even family members

-you were so nervous when you met his parents but soon your worries faded into thin air as the kim family made you feel their warmth and love

- tae's heart grew like 3 sizes when he saw you laugh with his parents, while playing with yeontan who wouldn't leave your side (taehyung occasionally calls him brutus), all in all he knew that you indeed were a perfect match for him

-loves to help you reach your goals, as much as you support his

- to him, you stand out in any crowd and he's just very proud to have you by his side and call you his

- knows how to surprise you and will give a lot of thought into the dates he plans

- takes a lot of pictures of you, for example when you guys were at the zoo and he saw you looking at cubs with

heart eyes or when you were at an art exhibition and discussed some piece with an elderly man who was there too... half of taehyung's gallery consists of your candids

- btw you two are regulars at a dog cafe nearby and both of you lose every bit of self-control as soon as you see the first pup run towards you

- he once planned a 2 hour trip to some cabin just to go stargazing there with you and it was truly worth it as you saw the night sky in it's most mesmerising form... taehyung and you were trying to figure out some constellations, but some time later you noticed that he went quiet and chuckled when you caught him looking at you.. "you're gonna make me blush again.." you said shyly. "too bad it's dark and I can't see you blush", he teased and winked at you when you looked at him. "seriously, tae, you should keep looking at the stars." - "i am, my love.."

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💖 💕 😂 ? from the special interest asks! :)

thank you!!!!!

💖 Current special interest?

justin hayward!!! and hannibal nbc but if i had to choose just one it would be justin. actually not to derail this but i’ve often gotten anxious to have more than one SI bc then i can’t say “(si) is number one!!” bc yknow, there’s still the other SI who feels like number one too. so even tho i know hannibal is an SI rn, i’m letting myself say justin is the Head Honcho

💕 What’s your fav thing about your special interest?

oh my godddd where do i start! now obviously i don’t know justin personally and therefore it’s impossible for me to know his personality truly, but using the personality i’ve gathered by the things i’ve heard him say:

i love his emotions. i cannot stand people who are unemotional and rigid. i just can’t relate to that. i’m someone who cries over little things and holds onto sentimental items and memories for life. i’m someone who never forgets someone they’ve met in their life. i love justin because he’s made a career of showing that side of his personality. my dad is extremely unemotional and has always told me how stupid i am when i start to cry. i’m always told how overemotional i am. justin’s music makes me feel like maybe that’s not a bad thing yknow? maybe it’s okay to have and express honest emotions

this is an easy answer but i love his voice and i love his lyrics. i dunno, maybe everyone has a “soulmate” band that just hits them in a certain way, right there in the chest. that sounds silly but that’s how it feels for me when i listen to justin and the moodies. also i think justin’s lyrics are the first i’ve ever appreciated as poetry. like, stripping them away from the music and just focusing on the words. not anything silly and deep like 45 year old dads seem to think. just emotions. justin’s said multiple times that every single song of his is based on a real emotion or something that he went through or that happened to him. you can feel that.

again i can’t know really, but based on observation and on what he’s said or written, i appreciate his love of trust and honesty. trust is so important to me. in any relationship—platonic or otherwise—i would prefer to have everything on the table. nothing hidden, no secrets. i want to be trusted completely and that’s how i would like to feel about a friend or partner.

from what i know, he and marie went through some rocky times and “this” or “that” may have happened, but he didnt pull the “rockstar” card and make it worse. this quote makes my heart warm:

“Whatever happened on tour, I always wanted to go home. Apart from anything else, Marie’s the sexiest woman I’ve ever known and I can honestly say our marriage has gotten consistently better. I understand all the temptations—some pop stars make a career out of arriving with a new girl at Heathrow—but I couldn’t even contemplate it.”

anyway i’d adopt justin and marie as my parents if they’d let me

😂 Something funny about your special interest?

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