#boquet for his sweetie!

[bilaudad]

this is because of sam lol

[otakuworks]

Hiiii may I request a fem! Reader x husband! Leon where they watch their daughter play on the playground not until some small boy who creating paper rose and give it to her. The reader is in awe mode while Leon was in protective mode (⁠ ⁠◜⁠‿⁠◝⁠ ⁠)⁠♡

❛ 𝐃𝐀𝐃 𝐌𝐎𝐃𝐄. oneshot

feat. Dad!Leon Kennedy x Fem!Reader | wc. 0.9K

sum. dads are always protective to their daughters, leon is no exception.

note. leon be taking out his guns for this—

main m.list re m.list

The scene in front of Leon is more intimidating than any zombies he has fought in his life and this man has been long acquainted with them.

"How miserable I would be and my daughter if her father were to be thrown in jail for attempted homicide." Your satire quip earned you defeaning silence from the man, who merely watches the whole scene plays out, but his hands are undeniably twitching to click something dangerous.

"Your concerns are misplaced. And even if I'm guilty, the President would undoubtedly pardon me."

"Darling, you couldn't possibly be thinking of murdering an innocent boy."

A week ago, you had new neighbours settling in with their cute boy just a year older than your daughter, you took the initiative to warmly welcome them in the neighborhood with your daughter in tow. They were just as sweet as their son, who's a lot more vibrant than your daughter.

Her personality is a carbon copy of her father— quiet and observant. Though it wasn't a hindrance for her to make friends, she just doesn't have the initiative. You're partially glad the boy is unwittingly helping your daughter to socialize more.

"He gave her roses. Those things could be dangerous." He refuted.

"Paper roses, Leon. Are you afraid of our daughter getting a paper cut?" You deadpanned.

"He could be dangerous."

"How could you say that to a cute boy?" Out of disbelief, you gesture your hand as if emphasizing the innocent display of friendship between younglings.

He raises an eyebrow. "Back in Spain, there was a time I had a young boy as my enemy. Believe me when I say he was far from cute."

You cross your arms, glaring indignantly. "And believe when I say he's harmless."

Leon sighs and glances at you, inquisitive. "You seem to be familiar with that boy."

"Duh, he's our neighbor's son. Which explains why he and our daughter will get along just fine."

A flash of emotion passed his eyes, he hummed. "...Makes it easier for me to—"

"Dad! Dad!"

His girl came running with the paper roses, the wide grin on her lips makes it seem like it's impossible to turn upside down. Even in your peripheral vision, Leon's rugged look softened drastically at the sight alone. Murder plan? Gone.

He bend down to pick her up in his arms. "What is it, sweetcheeks?"

"Look! Caelus gave me roses as thank you gift from the cookies last time."

"Cookies?" He blinked.

She nodded, revealing her uneven teeth as she presents the paper roses. "Me and mom went to them and gave them cookies."

"As what a good neighbor does." You added, giving Leon a pointed look. "Did you say thank you to Caelus, sweetie?"

"Yep! Ohh... Mom, let's introduce Dad to him!" Her face brightened significantly as she wiggles out of her father's hold and came running back to her friend, who's waving at you as a greeting.

As you wave back to the young boy, Leon stood there dumbstruck. "She hasn't even come of age yet I feel like I'm meeting her boyfriend." He murmured to himself.

You elbowed him. "Oh, come on. Are you not happy with our daughter having friends?"

"I am, and I'm not against it. But why does he have to give her roses of all things?" He seems exasperated at the idea.

"Do you prefer a Boquet?"

"No, I..." He sighs, clearly exasperated.

You merely rolled your eyes. When you first met him, he gave you the impression of a strong and unwavering man, undeterred by any distrubances. Yet here you are, a sole witness of a possible murder.

"Dad, meet Caelus! Caelus, meet my Dad!"

The said boy beamed at Leon despite being unsure how to approach an unapproachable looking guy like him. "Hello, it's nice to meet you."

Leon looked hesitant but mirrored the greeting with half assed enthusiasm. "Be kind to the child, Leon. Or you're sleeping on the couch." You whispered with a tight smile.

"Not the couch." His satire response has you slapping his arm jokingly.

©otakuworks | 2024

[anophiles]

boquet boquet for his sweetie 🌷

more lily of the valley hubert propaganda in Someone Else's Story

based on this:

[puppet-purgatory]

boquet for his sweetie sunday. yeah

theres a lot of things i want to kno in puppet history lore and one of them is why death is posed almost like some girl on a frank franzetta cover in the puzzle illustration. look. this isnt hetero behavior

[booksrbetterthanpeople]

I think that in some cases, Tomassian exaggerates in his gifts for Jean

Like, in Valentine's day he would buy them those ginormous boquets

Like this one

And this one

Jean: Sweetie… I can’t accept this.

Austin T: W-why? Is it the wrong color? I can take it back and-

Jean: No, honey, the color is beautiful, it’s just… I can’t drive yet. *Hands back the keys to a purple sports car*

Austin T: I can wait until you get your license.

Jean: Baby, no more expensive gifts, okay? I can’t have you spending so much money on me.

Austin T: But you’re worth it.

Jean: … We can sit in it and watch a movie.

—

Jean: Love, what did we talk about?

Austin T: What? She isn’t expensive.

Jean: Just because Buttercup was on sale for ten-thousand euros doesn’t make her any less expensive to me, someone who is middle class, I remind you.

Austin T: Aw, but look this baby in the eye and tell her you won’t pet her.

Jean: Honey, I’m not… *Starts petting Buttercup* … No buying farm animals, okay?

Austin T: Okay… I won’t buy farm animals.

—

Austin T: You said no buying farm animals, so… *Holds up a husky pup* And he was fifty euros, which is not too expensive.

Jean: … What’s his name?

Austin T: Orpheus.

Jean: … You’re lucky he’s adorable. Now let me hold our baby.

[dainnievhs]

a/n : hwang hyunjin, just one chance. JUST ONE CHANCE PLS 😵‍💫

timestamp // 1:08 am

dating hyunjin was one of the best decisions you've ever made.

he was lovely, affectionate, and caring, spoiled you a little too much, and was perhaps a little too chaotic, but you loved him for being his natural self around you.

you awoke this morning to him messaging that he'll be by your apartment soon. even if you didn't want to get out of your comfortable bed, you had to look presentable for him.

you got out of bed and headed directly to the bathroom. you finished your morning skincare routine, brushed your teeth, and combed your hair. you heard the front door open while you were tying your hair.

"y/nie? are you still sleeping?" someone you recognized as hyunjin asked. "y/n?" he asked, peering inside your bedroom. "i'm here, sweetie," you said as you closed the bathroom door.

he approached you, kissed your cheeks, and drew you into an embrace, which you gratefully accepted. "did you sleep well, flower?" he inquired, caressing your lower back. "mhm, why are you here so early?" you asked back, pulling away from the warm embrace.

"i just missed you, oh yeah! speaking of flowers, i got a boquet while going down the street. the flower shop was so wonderful!" he exclaimed eagerly as he ushered you into your living room, displaying a boquet of vibrant flowers. "they're so gorgeous, love," you murmured as you inhaled the wonderful aroma of the flowers.

"they are! but do you know which flower is my favorite?" he cooed as he gazed at you. "i'm not sure. maybe the orange tulips?" you guessed as you turned to face your amazingly attractive partner. "good guess, but my favorite flower is this one in front of me." he exclaimed, grinning wide as he pointed at you.

"you're so cheesy," you said as you drew him into another hug.

hwang hyunjin; your dreamy yet cheesy boyfriend, but you adore him for it.

[thephoenixdescendant]

Thank you so much for all your work, I was wondering do you have any random headcanons of the team?

You're welcome! 😊 I have a dating head canon that I was planning to write for some time. It's about what are they like to (Y/N). How would they treat her and all that stuff. I hope you enjoy! 👍

BF5 x (Y/N) Dating Head Canons

Vert Wheeler

Flirts with you most of the time. You blushed so hard, that you looked like a tomato the entire day.

He trains you personally when both of you are free. He treats everybody equally, so there is no special treatment for you.

He's the crimson one, so you have respect from the sentients from being his partner.

Extremely protective of you. If something happens, he'll do whatever it takes to make sure you're safe.

Buys you expensive jewellery during your anniversary or your birthday.

He calls you baby, sugar or sweetheart most of the time.

Gives you a sweet kiss on your forehead or your lips whenever he's passing by.

Helps you on whatever you're stressing out on.

When you both fight, he'll make it up to you by travelling through the multiverse and spending time cuddling and making out.

He takes you out to a park or the beach during his spare time.

He'll always be by your side. Especially during the darkest of times.

Agura Ibaden

She takes you with her when she's going on a safari adventure.

Extremely protective of you, like Vert.

Teaches you how to talk back to people who mocks you.

Buys you expensive clothes on your birthday or your anniversary.

Teaches you stealth on her spare time.

You both go outside and walk around, talking about what interests you that time, when both of you are free.

Might smack your ass when she passes by.

She takes you out for dinner after you both have a fight.

Calls you babe, sweetie or Darling most of the time.

Will stay by your side most of the time.

Tickles you when you feel sad.

Zoom Takazeumi

He's a gentleman towards you. Respect's whatever your doing.

Teaches you Muay Thai when both of you are free.

Protective of you. But not extremely.

He'll pepper your face with kisses when he's passing by.

Buys you chocolates, boquet of flowers, candies, ice cream, plushies and other goodies on your birthday or your anniversary.

He'll never fight with you. If your venting, he'll listen to you, and when you finished saying what you have to say, he'll give you a long hug and a passionate kiss.

Takes you to the place where he was trained when you both are free.

He'll meditate with you when you're stressed out.

Helps you out on whatever you're doing.

Sherman Cortez

When he's making something, he'll call you in so you don't get bored doing nothing.

He'll teach you math if you're bad at it. He's a really good teacher.

He'll take you to Zeke's for sandwiches and banana split with extra pickles.

He'll let you use the buster when you're bored.

Buys you the latest tech on your birthday or your anniversary. Most of the time, he'll invent something.

Gives you a hug when he passes by.

Calls you Cariño, Príncipe/Princesa or bebé most of the time.

When you both fight, he'll make it up to you with a passionate make out session.

He'll never let you work when you're stressed.

Spinner Cortez

You both are gaming most of the time. He taught you how to play Zoit Thrashers like a pro!

You're never bored when you're with him. You both are either gaming, eating snacks or goofing around.

He'll buy pepperoni pizza with hot peppers just for both of you, and some for his brother.

Gives you a hug when he's passing by.

Calls you Hermosa, Mi Amor or Mi Sol most of the time.

Buys you the latest video games and consoles on your birthday or your anniversary.

You'll both walk around the hub after you both finished playing video games.

For making up after a fight, he'll buy you a new laptop or a computer.

Teaches you programming.

Stanford Isaac Rhodes IV

He'll treat you like a queen!

He'll say super cheesy pick up lines, which makes you blush really hard or laugh.

He'll book both of your seats to famous concerts, which is in the front row.

You both travel around the world in a private jet.

Buys you expensive makeup, jewellery, clothes and other stuff on your birthday or your anniversary.

For making up after a fight, he'll take you to one of the most expensive restaurants.

Calls you My love, My queen or Beloved most of the time.

Gives you a playful wink when he's passing by.

He'll make sure you get the best of the best.

Tezz Volitov

He's a silent guy, so he doesn't really do anything. Sometimes he'll kiss you on the cheek or give you a compliment.

Doesn't know how to say jokes or flirt. So he just looks at you and smiles.

He'll teach you math and electromagnetism when both of you are free.

He'll buy you pizza to let you know that he loves you.

Sometimes, he'll irritate you, so you tend to fight. For making up after a fight, he'll make you a special invention that took him weeks, maybe even months. He's never gotten enough sleep when he was making that. (You may or may not be still mad at him for the fight.)

Buys you chocolates and makes you something on your birthday or your anniversary.

Calls you Dear, Love or Dearest most of the time.

Gives you a kiss on the cheek when he passes by.

AJ Dalton

He's the most active out of the whole group. He'll make you happy all the time.

Takes you to Yukon for sky diving, hiking etc.

Buys you ice cream and Coke randomly.

He'll buy you candies and plushies on your birthday or your anniversary.

He'll make you laugh when you're feeling down.

For making up after a fight, he'll surprise you by a movie night with lots of snacks, just for both of you.

Calls you Honey, Sunshine or Angel most of the time.

Gives you a kiss on your forehead when he passes by.

He'll joke about the weirdest things which makes you laugh too hard.

[moog-enthusiast]

boquet for his sweetie !

teeny doodles of madnopost's swap au again - this time photobomb flavoured for the soul <3

[puppet-purgatory]

Wait what is bouquet for his sweetie Sunday

“BOQUET FOR HIS SWEETIE SATURDAY” was the first time I posted deathgod on the account several months ago, referencing the two images above that were on the post as well. Death had gotten flowers for God, but they died VERY quickly… rip 😔

That original post is still up but I’m not going to link it because the art makes me Cringe even if im so right for posting them. I still call it boquet for his sweetie saturday/Sunday and limit myself to (mostly) posting it on weekends. It’s my favorite thing and thinking about it makes me insane so I will end this here thank u for the ask 👍🏻🩷

[cielpurrple]

MAKE ME 20

Pairing/s: Jimin x Reader x Got7 Jaebum

Word count: :

Warnings: cursing, tissues.

Summary: Does time really heals all wounds? 

FLASHBACK.

You began working as a member of the research department on Namjoon’s telecommunications company. After a year of working with that team, your workmates there cannot hide the fact that you’re an excellent addition not just to them but  to the entire company  which reflected on several newest offers to your existing customers. This is the reason you were noticed by the people with higher positions from different departments, inviting you to some of their ‘creative meetings’ or as you call it simply, brainstorming.

A few months after, you replaced Namjoon’s secretary who just retired.

Working with Namjoon personally made you know more about him. His work etiquette, his attitude in and out of his office which made the two of you became closer to each other. Most of your Friday evenings are scheduled for dinner with the rest of the boys.

Excluding Jimin.

The last thing that you’ve heard about him came from Taehyung. Jimin decided to leave so he can strengthen his business connections overseas.

Being Namjoon’s secretary has made you his companion on different business related events  including social events, AKA his date, and some of the events that you’ve attended requires a picture or two from him since he’s quite famous being one of the youngest CEOs known. Some of your pictures were published in the business section of some reputable newspapers and business magazines, which created several rumors not just in the field you’re in but inside your workplace as well.

One time, one of the people from the HR department approached you, saying that there’s a rumor circulating around the office --that you ‘slept your way up’ to where you are right now.

You’re not stupid not to understand that. And you tried doing some damage control with the help of the people from the previous department that you were in but to your disappointment, you’ve found out that the people responsible for spreading that rumor were the newly hired ones. You tried talking to them but you were treated rudely. You don’t want drama so you just kept it to yourself with the hopes that Namjoon wouldn’t find out but, he’s a smart man, and when he found out, he terminated all of the i people involved personally.

You decided to just finish the existing events for that year and you filed your resignation shortly after the company’s annual Christmas party.

You and Namjoon have talked to it for quite some time, him trying to convince you not to leave but you’ve already made up your mind. You’re very thankful and you wanted to try something else-- somtehing that’s not because of connections, but something that you’ve achieved by your own capabilities so, with your efforts, you landed into a small advertising company on the other side of the city. There, you were hired as one of the Team Leaders for the creative department.

After a year and a half of working with them, your boss made an announcement that he’ll no longer work with you, for his company has been sold to a larger one, hence the change in management, most of your colleagues were promoted, including you, which made you yet again, the secretary of the new CEO.

-A YEAR AND A HALF LATER/ FIVE YEARS AFTER YOUR BREAK UP WITH JIMIN-

“I would just like to remind you that you have a meeting at 10 with LA Motors, sir.”  You said as you went inside your boss’s office, placing several folders on the corner of his table.

“Thanks for reminding me, I’ve already forgotten about it,” he said, as he flashes a friendly smile at you in which you responded with a knowing one.

You watch him as he gather all of his needed files and place them in several folders. He’s your boss for three years now, and he’s only four years older than you.

You were kinda impressed by how he looks calm and he even checked some of the documents that you just delivered.

“You know, if I’m not aware that you have a boyfriend, I’ll think that you’re interested in me.” He suddenly said while signing some of the papers.

“I mean, with the way you’re staring at me right now,” he continued.

Your mouth opened but you couldn’t think of a smart response so you just looked somewhere else.

“Oh my god, Y/N, I’m kidding! Loosen up a bit.” He chuckled.

You gave him an annoyed look, and smiled.

“I’m quite impressed that you’re not pacing back and forth right now,” you replied.

He just shrugged and continued reading and signing some more papers.

“Should I come back within ten minutes to remind you again, sir?” you waited for his reply.

“No, no, stay here, I’m done, I’ll just sign this letter of approval, the people at the creatives department made a great job so we’ll treat them pizza.” He said while signing and when he’s done, he stood up and wore his coat.

“Shall we go?” he asked.

And you nod.

As you walked towards the elevator, you called his personal driver to get ready while he pressed the down button of the elevator.

Within a few seconds, you’re already on the ground floor. You walked a few steps behind him and you were joined by several men in suits, whom are his bodyguards.

When you’re inside the car, you gave him a short briefing, and a little bit of an update about the company’s reputation and influence which you knew he took a mental note while he glances at you.

A few minutes has passed, and you’re on the parking lot of LA Motors, who specializes in marine engines. You were greeted by the secretary of the CEO and you were guided to the meeting place.

There, you sat down beside your boss, preparing your notebook for the minutes, with your laptop beside you.

After several minutes of waiting, the CEO came in, exchanging greetings with you.

“Miss Y/N, a pleasure to see you,” he said smiling at you in  a friendly manner.

“Likewise, Mr. Wang,” you responded.

They started discussing and you took down several important points that your client wanted. And at the end of the meeting, you got the deal. You’ll be advertising some of their products.

“I have to gather up the others to announce this great news,” he said grinning beside you.

“I’ll send an email to the managers, and might as well call them, sir.” You started typing on your phone.

“Thank you, Y/N, you’re really my lucky charm,” he said.

“How?” you glanced at him.

“Whenever you’re with me, we always seal the deal,” he replied.

“It’s not because of me, it’s because of your excellent communication skills,” you responded.

“Thanks, but you know what, I think Jackson likes you,” he teased.

This time, you rolled your eyes and landed on his direction.

“Seriously, Hyungwon? You always say that every time we have a client,” you responded.

“No, I’m serious, want to see some proofs?”

You looked at him witha serious face and nod.

With a several swiping from his phone, he showed you a thread of his conversation

And as you read it, he’s right.

“I can’t believe you,you used me as a bait?” You shoved his phone back to him after seeing Jackson’s condition in agreeing on your meeting today—you should be there.

“Don’t worry, I just told him you have a boyfriend.” He chuckled.

“You should. I don’t want a misunderstanding here,” you replied.

He took you to lunch after that and returned to the office right after.

There he called the managers for a short meeting, updating them about your newly sealed deal.

You exchanged congratulatory greetings to the managers and  after that, you returned to your desk.

You felt your phone vibrated and as you check it, it’s a message from your boyfriend.

[From: Bummie

Hey sweety, I’m on my way to pick you up]

[To: Bummie

Okay, see you in a bit.]

You checked yourself on the mirror and you fixed your hair, and touched up a bit so you’ll look fresh.

You heard the faint vibration of your phone and as you glanced at your phone, you saw your boss’ message

[Mr. Chae

Lover boy’s coming isn’t he? *wink*]

You looked for him around and when you saw him standing by his office door, you gave him a nod.

Which he replied with a thumbs up.

[Mr. Chae

You’re free to go whenever he’s there]

You replied with thank you and you started putting your things inside your bag.

After several minutes, a message from your boyfriend came in and you shut your computer down and left the building.

When you’re outside, you immediately spotted him, he gave you a cute smile and you waved at him.

He opened the car door for you and you entered quickly while he goes around to enter as well.

He started driving and and he told you that he’ll treat you to dinner.

He brought you to a nice Italian restaurant and there he surprised you with boquet of flowers.

“What’s  this about?” you’re quite confused.

He just let out a bit of laugh, and he let you sit down first.

“Well we’ve been together for a year and a half that’s what it’s about,” he said.

You were quite surprised, and you felt  a bit embarassed because you forgot that it’s your monthsary.

“I don’t have any gift prepared,” you pouted.

He reached for your hand and squeezed it a bit.

“Don’t worry, that’s okay.” He gave you an assuring smile.

You exchanged stories about how your day went and he was really happy about yours and you’re the same with his because he just shared to you that he might be promoted as a supervisor soon.

He started to drive towards the direction of your small apartment, being shared with none other than Sejeong who’s a pastry chef at a pastry shop within the city’s CBD.

You looked at the window as the rain starts to fall.

Your boyfriend slowly reached for your hand and he intertwined his fingers on the spaces of yours, you looked at him as he slowly lifted it up and placed a gentle kiss on it.

You gave him a smile and he smiled back, and he fixed his eyes again on the road.

after an hour of driving, he stopped in front of your apartment’s gate.

“Do you think I’ve really forgotten this day don’t you?” you said.

He looked at you with a slight frown on his face and you quickly opened the closest compartment to you and it revealed a small gray paper bag.

“Happy monthsary!” you said and handed it to him.

“Wow, now I’m surprsed.” He said as he excitedly opened the  paper bag.

It revealed a pair of neckties.

“Thanks, I love the colors.” He said as he returned them inside the bag.

Then cleared his throat.

“Why don’t you move in with me?” he said out of the blue.

Your happy smile turned into an apologetic one.

“You know that I can’t leave Sejeong right? She can’t pay the rent by herself,” you explained.

You studied your boyfriend’s expression and you felt really guilty about it but your decision is firm.

“I’m sorry,” you reached for his arm and it seemed to make him relax a bit.

“Alright, I understand,” he said.

“I’ll get going, drive safely,” you said and when you exited his car, he waved at you and drive off.

You sighed as you slowly make your way inside the small apartment that you shared with Sejeong.

You’ve been there for three years now, and you really can’t leave Sejeong alone because she’s the breadwinner of her family now.

You immediately turned your laptop on, and started looking at your notes from the meeting earlier and you started making the minutes of the meeting. you hit the send button and when you saw the ‘sent’ message, it’s now time for you to shower and prepare to go to bed.

When you’re out, you turned your computer off, and checked your phone notifications and there’s a thank you message from your boss and a message from your boyfriend.

[From: Bummie

I’m home]

You replied with a reminder for him to sleep early and your last message was ‘good night’. You switched your phone into silent mode and went to bed.

***

Your week was filled with meetings with different teams regarding the advertisment for LA Motors. Your boss Hyungwon asked you to be hands on with this, that’s why you’re on the meeting of the different departments since Monday. You updated Hyungwon every afternoon before leaving for work and he’s very appreciative of it.

It’s Friday and you’re looking forward to meet up with Taehyung and the others when Hyungwon asked you to accompay him for the shooting of the commercial of the product.

This made you excited because you could see the process from scratch. But you felt kinda betrayed when you saw Jackson approaching you.

“Hey, nice to see you here, Ms. Y/N,” he chirped.

“I can say the same to you, Mr. Wang.” You responded with a smile.

“Oh please, just call me Jackson,” he said.

“Mr. Jackson,” you replied.

“No, just, just Jackson.” He corrected.

“Jackson,” you complied and he flashed a satisfied smile.

You sanned the room and searched for your boss and when you spotted him, it’s kinda too late because Jackson stood as close as possible to you that you could smell his perfume so you pretended to be interested on what the editors were doing. You felt your phone vibrates and you opened the message from your boss

[Mr. Chae

*wink*]

You didn’t reply but instead you glared at him.

You felt him closer to you but an incoming phone call made you instantly walk away towards him.

You checked and it’s Hyungwon.

So, you pretended that it’s from your office and approached him.

“You didn’t tell me he’d be here,” you whispered.

“Sorry, my bad,” he smirked.

You frowned.

“Thanks for calling anyways. But don’t leave me alone, please.” You said.

“Alright, oh, it’s almost 5, you can leave,” he said.

“You sure?” you confirmed.

He smiles and nods so you gave him a smile and you bid goodbye to Jackson.

You just hailed a cab and went to the place where you’re supposed to meet your friends.

You immediately saw Taehyung from a distance because of his bright yellow shirt.

“Wow, I rarely see you in casual wear these past few years, is it a dress down day today?” he asked.

“Field work,” you replied shortly, and sat beside him.

“Where are the others?” you looked at him.

“Maybe they’re parking somewhere, oh there’s Jungkook.”

You glanced at the door and you saw Jungkook approach your table. You stood up and gave him a hug.

“Wow, you look very respectable.” You joked.

“Thanks,” he replied and he sat across you.

After that, the appetizer was served and you waited a few more minutes until Namjoon, Jin, and Yoongi showed up.

“About time,” Taehyung said as they come closer to your table.

You’ exchanged greetings and began eating after that.

You’re in the middle of the main course wile you update each other with what’s happening in your own lives when Jungkook called all of your attention.

“I’m so torned right now,” he began.

Jungkook’s now a training in preparation for him to be the leader of their own company.

“I think they’re expectation about me is too high,” he said.

“Everybody does, Kook. So just brush it off and just do the best you can,” Namjoon said.

“Change the plan, not the goal Kookie,” you added.

“Not that I don’t like to be the next boss but, I really like my stay in the IT department though,” he explained.

“Why?” Taehyung asked.

“Because I love the way the folks over there panic whenever I troll.” He smiled.

“You never change, Jungkook,” Yoongi shook his head but he’s smiling.

“Then why don’t you do this, troll using your computer from your office,” you said to him which made everyone stop for a second.

Jungkook’s face lights up.

“Why I haven’t thought of that? Thanks Y/N, I’ll definitely try that,” he responded enthusiastically and continued eating.

When you’re all done, they plan to go on a nearby bar. You agreed to tag along but when you checked your phone, you already have 17 messages and 8 missed calls all coming from your boyfriend.

You called him back and he  told you he’s going to pick you up.

“Guys, I can’t come to the bar anymore,” you apologetically said.

They exchanged glances and looked back at you.

“Boyfriend,” you smiled.

“Oh, alright, alright, maybe some other time,” Yoongi said.

“See you next week?” Taehyung  asked before he gave you an embrace.

“Of course,” you replied.

The others gave you a hug as well and when they’re out of sight, you came out of the establishment, just in time, you saw your boyfriend’s car approaching.

You hopped in as fast as possible and he drove away. It’s an awkward silence between the two of you  but you managed to start a conversation.

“Have you eaten dinner?” you looked at him.

“Yeah, I did, I was calling you but you’re not picking up,” he pouted.

“Sorry, I had dinner with my college friends, you know, the ones that I mentioned before,” you explained.

“Does this thing have to be weekly? And on a Friday?” he asked, his tone’s a bit serious.

“That’s our only free time so I think yes.” You replied.

He sighed.

“Look, they’re the only friends that I had all throughout my college years and I owe them a lot, so please, understand.” You explained.

Silence.

After a few more minutes, you can’t help it, you have to ask.

“Are you jealous?” you finally asked.

“Is there a reason for me to be?” his gaze doesn’t leave the road.

“No, of course there isn’t. Don’t be like that Jaebum,” you replied.

Silence.

You don’t understand why you felt guilty and it made you sad so you just kept quiet until you reached your apartment.

“Thanks, drive safely.” you quickly unfastened your seatbelt and get off of his car and began walking towards the gate but to your surprise, he grabbed your wrist and pulled you into an embrace.

You let him but you didn’t hug him back.

“I’m sorry, I don’t want you sad but, yeah I’m feeling a bit insecure knowing they’re all boys.” He confessed.

You sighed.

“For the past year, I’ve been telling you that I can bring you with me, but you said that it’s okay, that you trust me.” You sighed.

“Yeah, I do. I trust you. I’m sorry, sweety.”  He said in an apologetic manner.

“Apology accepted,” you whispered.

He let out a sigh of relief and he kissed the top of your head.

“Go inside,” he smiled.

“Bye,” you smiled back. He looked so adorable right now so you gave him a peck on the cheek. You studied his expression and you giggled when you saw his surprised expression.  When you opened the door, that’s the time that he entered his car and drive away.

 Meanwhile, the boys are at a nearby bar and they seemed to be thinking about something quite serious.

“Should we change our meet ups? I think Y/N’s boyfriend’s getting jealous,” Jungkook said as he played with the liquor on his glas with a straw.

“Why would we? He should be the one to adjust, you know. After all, we’re all Y/N’s friend here.” Taehyung responded.

“I wish he just show himself to us one time, just one time and we’ll give him a good time.” Yoongi added.

“Of course he can’t do that,” Jin butted in.

“I know, right?” Yoongi replied.

“Taehyung, does she know anything about it?” Namjoon tried to divert the topic.

“Which one, hyung? That we know Jaebum or...?”

“That Jimin’s coming back?”

“No. Let’s make it a surrpise for the both of them,” Taehyung smirked.

“So, what’s the plan?” Jungkook asked.

And then Taehyung began spilling the details of his plan.                

 “Yes, grams, don’t worry I’ll be there in a few hours.” Jimin said reasurringly.

“I know, yes. Okay. Don’t worry. I love you, see you.” he ended the call and continued packing.

When he’s done, he pulled his luggage and and ride on the car that’s waiting for him and went straight to the airport.

When he’s comfortably settled, his flight began, he looked at the window beside him, and the thought of you crossed his mind.

He knew what happened to you when you’re in Namjoon’s company and he was more than disappointed that you’re not under his protection anymore.

He also knew where you’re working in the present.

And he also knew you’re with Jaebum right now.

He sighed, quickly saying a little prayer that you’re doing well.

And maybe he’ll be lucky he’ll see you even for just a second.

He continued staring at the window, thinking about you.

***

You sighed as you entered your room, when removing pieces of jewelry one by one.

You removed your makeup next, and you continued by removing your cardigan.

It revealed your blouse’s low neckline and your necklace.

You stared at it’s reflection for a few seconds and your gaze landed on the pendant that you placed there.

You again sighed and removed it, and removed the rest of your clothes and wore a robe and went straight to bath.

You decided to watch some movie to relax yourself. And in the middle of the movie, Sejeong came in.

“Heya,” you greeted her.

“Did you had a fight with him again?” she asked.

You just nod.

“That’s  a lot for a week,” she said as she placed shopping bags on the table.

“I know, right?” you sighed.

“What is it this time?” she said as she occupied the empty space next to you.

You told her what happened. Sejeong was aware of your Friday dates and how it started. She knew everything from the beginning of your relationship wih Jimin upto how you and Jaebum ended up together.

“You know the only thing that might assure him is for him to meet your friends,” she said.

“That’s what I’m saying early on our relationship but he said it’s not necessary, and he trusts me,”  you replied.

“Did you sorted things out?” she looked at you wth a worried expression.

“Yeah, we did. He apologized.” You smiled and scooped another spoonful of ice cream.

“I’ll leave you with your movie and ice cream, I’ll just take a shower.” She pat your knee and you smiled at her, returning your focus on the TV.

You just finished the said movie and went to bed. You checked your phone and there are a few messages includes some from the boys.

You opened your boss’ message first, and he asked you for a favor to meet up with the creatives team, you asked him if Jackson would be there and he said he’s not sure but if he’s there, he told you to give him a call so he can ‘rescue’ you. So you agreed.

Next was Jaebum’s message, he said he’s home and he’s really sorry. He asked for a date with you tomorrow and you replied that you have extra work so you’re not sure what time you’ll be free but nonetheless, you said yes.

The last message was a photo from Taehyung, and you smiled when the picture loaded and you saw them all smiling.

You replied with a smiling emoji and a good night message to him.

You smiled as you see Namjoon, Yoongi, Jin, and Jungkook’s messages, all asking if you’re alright and if you’re home safely.

You replied to them one by one and you assured them you’re fine.

You fell asleep in an instant after that.

***

Jimin brushed his hair backwards, he checked his appearance through his phone. The long flight made him exhausted, despite of the sleep that he just had.  The pilot announced that they’re landing in a few minutes so he just stay put, as he watch his surroundings change.

After a few minutes, the pilot announced that they’ve landed so Jimin stood up and collected his things but he was welcomed by his grandmother’s crew so he basically walked with nothing to carry.

To his surprise, he was welcomed by a huge crowd. He was called by several and he couldn’t help but to wave back at them, then he was escorted by his grandmother’s security team.

“Oh my dear, I missed you so much!” his grandmother  said as she embraced his grandson.

“I missed you to, gram.” He smiled at the old lady

“Let’s get going, I’ve prepared all of your favorite foods,” she said enthusiastically.

He offered his arm to the old lady and proceeded to the car.

When they arrived at the madam’s home, they were welcomed by all of her servants and she quickly brought him to the dining area which made his face light up. He sat down and admired almost all of his favorite food in front of him.

He started picking the ones he missed eating the most first, and he started eating.

The madam was very delighted as she watch her grandson eat.

Jimin told so many stories while eating and her grandmother listened to it, until he asked the inevitable.

“Do you know any news about Y/N?”

“I think, the best person to ask are your friends dear,” she said as she gave a smile to him.

Jimin nods, and ended the conversation and continued eating.

***

You went to the studio where your extra work is and you saw Jackson there monitoring the progress of the shoot. He welcomed you warmly and he said that he’s really satisfied with the progress of your company’s work. You’re relieved that he’s reallly hands on with this and he kept a safe distance until the team said it’s done for the day.

He approached you and invited you for coffee and you couldn’t say no so you followed him on the nearby coffee shop. There, he asked you to pick whichever coffee you want. You tried insisting in paying your own food but he keeps on arguing with you so there’s no point.

When he returned with your orders, he decided to have a chat with you.

He asked about general stuffs about you which you answered truthfully. To your relief, he excused himself for a bit when he received a phone call.

You don’t know what’s wrong but you have a strange feeling about something and you decided to looked at your phone.

You tapped the browser icon, and it shows you several business-related news until the last one caught your attention.

PARK GROUP OF COMPANIES CEO RETURNS, WELCOMED BY GIRLFRIEND’S FANS

 Your chest tightens upon reading the headline, you clicked the link, and prayed that the person on the picture and on your mind is diffrent.

There’s a video clip on the article, and you hit the play button and there he is.

Still handsome, even through the lens, his sporting a blonde hair.

You watched the recording twice, as if you’re studying how he waves at the people who welcomed him back.

“Is everything okay?” you didn’t noticed Jackson’s return.

“Oh, yes, I’m fine,” you smiled.

“I don’t think you’re fine, you’re crying.” He said, pointing on your face.

You were surprised at his comment, you quickly touched your face and true enough, it’s damp.

“Oh, it might be because my eyes are dry, sorry.” You lied.

You messaged your boyfriend telling him you’re free and he replied that he’ll pick you up.

You continued small talks with Jackson until he asked something.

“Maybe we can do this again some time?”

You smiled at him politely but you shook your head.

“I’m sorry, but I’m already seeing someone,” you replied.

“I’ve gotta go, he’s waiting for me outside,” you added.

He just nod, he seemed surprised with your revelation.

You exited the establishment with a slight smile on your face, quickly entering the car of Jaebum.

You gave him a peck on the cheek and the he drive away.

“Who’s that?” he said as he drives.

“Ah, that’s Mr. Wang, our client,” you responded.

“Were you two alone before I pick you up?” he continued.

“No, we’re with the creatives team,” you replied.

“I see,” he dismissed the subject.

He brought you to a food strip but you’re still full so you two strolled for a bit.

“Sleepover?” he invited you.

You looked at him, and you agreed.

By what he means, you’ll come over to his house, but you’ll sleep on a different room.

He gave you a satisfied smile and he started buying snacks for your movie marathon later.

It’s already 7PM when you decided to go home.

He set up his TV while you change into comfortable clothes.

He pat the spot where he wants you which is in between his legs and you granted his wish.

He got the comb you’re holding and started combing your hair.  

movie started playing and you find it interesting. After a few minutes, he stopped combing and you adjusted your position trying to find a comfortable spot which is leaning into Jaebum’s chest.

A few more scenes from the movie and you felt him kissing your hair slowly, until he reached your ear down to your neck.

“W-what are you doing, Bummie?”

“Hmm I wonder what,” he replied.

He slowly repositioned your body until your faces are close to each other.

Then he started kissing you.

It’s slow at first, when you responded, he started to fasten the pace, creating sounds that’s too good for him, making him moan.

He couldn’t take it anymore, he lied you down while he hovers above you.

“Bummie...” you whispered.

“I’ll just kiss you, don’t worry,” he said.

And you continued making out until your lips felt a burning sensation.

You’re both panting when he decided to stop. He went straight to the bathroom while you continued watching the movie.

When he returned, he caged your body into his.

“Sleep here, please?” he asked cutely.

“Okay,” you replied.

You watched another movie but you fell asleep in the middle of it.

When you wake up, breakfast is already served. Two pancakes with berries are on your plate.

Funny how it reminded you of someone.

Of Jimin.

You smiled sweetly at Jaebum and you happily munched his prepared food.

You went home right after breakfast.

When you went home, Sejeong’s in the middle of hanging all of your laundry so you thanked her for that.

“Have you seen the news?” she asked.

“Yeah,” you replied, knowing that she’s talking about Jimin’s arrival.

“Are you going to do something about it?” she continued asking.

You shook your head.

She left after you answered and you were left with your thoughts.

You wish you could do something about it.

But the headline’s clear. He already found someone new, just like you.

You brushed off the thought and kept yourself entertained. Sejeong has a shift that afternoon so you’re the one who continued cleaning the house.

Your weekend ended there.

***

After two weeks, the launching of the newest product of LA Motors were planned. It took another two weeks to plan the event and invite as many businessmen as possible.

It’s the day of the event, and it’s a formal one, so you’re wearing a midnight blue dress that falls down just above your knees.

“Y/N, I want you to be here, welcoming the guests,” Hyungwon ordered.

You nodded in confirmation. And you waited for the guests to arrive.

You started to be busy greeting the guests as you confirm their attendance, this include your friends AKA the boys.

You’re about to enter the venue when you heard another car arrive.

You watched the car door opened and as the guest arrived.

You felt your lungs tighten, as if there’s a shortage of oxygen around you when you saw him come out of the car.

His hair’s neatly styled, and he’s wearing a black suit.

He’s looked more mature and handsome than ever.

You cleared your throat, and when he approched you, you greeted him.

“Good evening, Mr. Park,”

You don’t understand why but you felt a sharp pain in your chest when he just walked past you, as if he didn’t heard you greet.

With blurry eyes, you confirmed his attendance.

You handed the list to one of the usherettes and walked away so you can get some air to calm yourself down.

When you’re confident enough to enter the venue, you returned.

You spotted your company’s table quickly and sat beside Hyungwon.

The program continues until the final event, which is the release of the commercial of LA Motors. All of the guests gave a hand of applause which means a success to your company as well.

The night prorgresses with some festivities and food. After that the closing remarks.

That’s the time where you replied to Jaebum telling him that the program’s ending.

You thanked as many guests as you could, you also had a small chat with the boys before they leave.

You thought you’re done for the night but you were caught off guard when you heard a couple of footsteps.

You saw Jimin walking with another girl.

Not just some other girl. You’ll recognize her in an instant because her face is almost everywhere.

It’s none other than Sana.

You just stood there frozen as you watch them walk towards the car, seeing them holding hands mean something.

Something that you don’t want to think about.

You were takin into reality when you felt a pair of hands on your shoulders.

You turned around to find Jaebum, who’s expressionless.

“Come, you’re tired, let’s go home sweety,” he said as he draped his arm around you.

You gave him a smile and you both walked to his car.

He drive you straight to your apartment, kissed you good night and drive away.

You walked straight to your room, and there, your legs collapsed.

There are a million thoughts about what you’ve just saw.

As if the past is coming back.

Sana and Jimin together once again.

While you’re there, watching.

You’re too tired to do anything at that point so you just removed your make up, jewellries and dress and hopped into bed to get some sleep.

***

Why didn’t I know that Park Jimin’s in the country once again? Jaebum asked everyone in front of him, including Hoseok.

“I told you he’d return sooner or later this year, I’m not just sure when,” Hoseok replied.

“Why, what’s up?” Wonho asked.

“My girl saw him.” He replied.

Wonho, Hoseok, and the remaining three others shared glances at each other.

“Does he still affect her?” Wonho asked again.

“Isn’t it obvious?” Jaebum replied annoyed.

When there’s nothing left to say to them, he let them go.

When he’s the last one in the room, he dialled a number, anger still boils in him.

[What?] a flirty voice made him frown more.

“Consider this as a warning, do your best to avoid my girl and your man to cross each other’s paths,”

[Do you think I’m not doing that? I don’t like them seeing each other as well,] she replied annoyed.

“Well try harder,” he said and hung up.

With Jimin posing a threat, a lot of thoughts  flood Jaebum’s head on how he’d keep you.

***

“Y/N, WAKE UP!”  Sejeong banged your door.

You walked to your closet half asleep to put something on. After that you opened the door for her.

“Why?” you asked.

Someone delivered these and it’s for you.

You looked at the table and there’s a beautiful flower arrangement of starazer lillies paired with pink and red carnations.

You searched for a note and when you found it, the message said:

  I missed you.

[aedan-mills]

not me spending the last 10 minutes trying to find photos to visualize them in sjdbssjsb

^The class finding out

neil when his students said they thought he hated todd ^

jsdbsjdbsjsbs

KEEP EM COMING BESTIE IM ENJOYING THEIR TEACHER AU sjdbsjdbdjs

Imagine them Chaperoning for prom and they get distracted by each other and ended up slow dancing and the students had to chaperone THEM

"uhhhh mr. A? mr. perry? Leave space for the holy spirit hahah"

"o-oh right--"

"right-- KYLE DONT SPIKE THE PUNCH BOWL--"

or them in any school event, they're always seen giving each other water or towels because it's always tiring standing out in the bleachers watching over their students 😔👌👌

OR, if neil directed one of the school plays, Todd would always visit rehearsals and volunteer his own students lmao

"Here, I'm sure Kyle would love to helo paint the backdrop"

"But Mr. Aaaayyy"

"You spiked the punch bowl, I'm sure you can get crunk by painting the sky blue"

"sweetie... is this his detention?"

"no, it's my excuse to visit you more. also stacy and kim will be helping out with props if u need them to, right??"

*his students pop out from the back* "honeywe talked about this--"

"I know you needed more help with the lights so--" *more students pop out*

"TODD"

soon the school band appears from the stage side suprising Neil and he's so confused

"Happy Anniversary sweetie!" todd smiles, pulling out a boquet and asked Kyle to unravel the banner he made

"OH MY GOD"

since everyone seems to be falling into the blackhole of anderperry teacher au’s with me (as they should) i humbly offer more 

this is actually something i thought of while talking to @aedan-mills on my first teachers au

but anderperry teaching au “rivals” to lovers except they weren’t rivals theyre married

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everyone knows that mr. anderson, the english teacher and mr. perry, the drama teacher cant stand each other,,, it’s speculated it’s because of the overlap in their syllabus but none the less the two are rivals or something

like, for example, one time during a school assembly mr. perry had been decked up in a nice fitting suit and leading the ceremony, but mr. anderson had taken one look at him and left. He had come back but he had stuck to the back (”warn me, babe, the next time ur going to show up looking so fucking hot”)

it was a weirdly antagonistic behavior from the usually sweet teacher

and once, mr perry had seen mr anderson in a sweater and had snorted and said “nice sweater” in a mocking tone. (”todd please i’m running out of clothes” “didn’t u vow that what was yours was mine at our wedding? was it a lie?” “todd baby, please, i can’t go to school naked” “why not”)

and who could forget the time mr anderson had taken mr perry’s lunch straight from his hands and mr perry had to go get another one (”thanks for bringing me lunch, honey, i didn’t have time to get up with all this grading” “don’t worry about it, love, lemme just go grab mine too and then i can help”)

and of course the snaps at each other

like the vaguely threatening ones

“meet me in the parking lot after your meeting” (”sorry for rushing you, but i needed to get home to get some work done and i didn’t want you to have to ask someone for a ride”)

the vaguely weird ones

“i don’t know what id do if i wasn’t a teacher” “you could manage the worlds first flying desk set” no one knew what that meant but it sounded rude. what the hell was a flying desk set anyway 

and then the obvious ones like when mr perry was absent for a few days and mr. anderson was talking to a man around his age 

“mr. perry is such a fucking asshole, why can’t he just for once in his miserable life” the rest had been too quiet for anyone to hear (”i just don’t like it charlie, why can’t he just be happy for neil?” “i know todd”)

it’s a big situation so it feels like there would be a big conclusion, but no. 

one day before class had started but after the bell in mr. perry’s room, mr. anderson came in. everyone was at the edge of their seat wondering if they were finally just going to throw fists but no

“neil, i accidently grabbed your lesson plans” 

“oh my god im sorry and thank you so much !” mr perry gave him an almost identical folder in exchange for the one mr. anderson was holding. then mr anderson left

but not before mr. perry leaned over and gave him a soft kiss in gratitude

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in the end mr. perry didn’t need the lesson plans cuz he spent the hour calming his class down

(”WAIT WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU THOUGHT I HATED TODD??? WHO THE FUCK COULD HATE TODD”

 “..we’re sorry mr. perry”

 “JUST LOOK AT HIM WHO COULD LOOT AT THAT FACE AND HATE IT?”

 “…mr perry…” 

“ESPECIALLY AFTER GETTING TO KNOW HIM WITH HIS PERFECT PERSONALI–”

 “… we should’ve minded our own business”)

this is getting long so imma end it here 

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@poetofthedyingstars

@aedan-mills

@maisietheweltoncow

[grimoireoffolkloreandfairytales]

Cold comes and goes, love remains

It is summer but why not. Set after Snow Queen.

Magic always leaves trace. Magic of immortal things from before time doubly so. Gerda cannot forget and Kai can’t help but remember.

Together, they make it work.

They never tell you what happens after. After the tale. After the villain is defeated and you are back home. After the friend is saved.

Sometimes, Gerda wonders if that is her mistake. Should she have walked in while Snow Queen sat on her throne, engaged her in duel, killed her? Her stomach turns at thought of killing a living being, of taking another’s life.

But Snow Queen isn’t human. Gerda isn’t even sure she can be counted as alive. And what use is there for world of somebody that steals children and buries people under ice and snow?

‘’ No,’’ says Kai. ‘’ You did everything great. Without you, I’d never be free. And you wouldn’t kill her. You shouldn’t stain your hands with blood.’’

He doesn’t lie, as Snow Queen didn’t ( couldn’t), but like her leaves piece of truth hidden. He doesn’t say that otherwise Gerda would have fallen, one more victim of frostbite. He doesn’t say that you can’t kill blizzard, can’t harm winter, can’t make cold of vast space bleed. You can only prepare shelters, wrap yourself in fur and wool, and wait for it to pass.

He doesn’t say that army of angels was needed to fight against horde of snowflakes, that even Michael, he who leads God’s armies, would have failed against Queen there, in heart of her power.

He doesn’t say that Queen deserves no punishment, that she did nothing wrong. Winter gale doesn’t choose which way it blows, doesn’t seek to end lives. How can something without conscience, without morality, be called evil?

At first, everything is same as before. They are at home, living with grandmothers, playing on roofs and planting roses. They forget for a while.

It is small things at first. Seeing herself in windows and mirrors, all tall and grown up. Meeting old friends and not recognizing them. Reminders of years missed that slip from grandmother’s mouth. Finding job.

Whispers of roses. Chatter of birds. Kai’s hair, long and white as freshly fallen snow. His dark skin, once warm and rich as fertile earth, now pale as frozen ground of taiga.

Gerda closes her eyes and pretends not to hear.

‘’ It is so hot.’’ Gerda’s granny says.

‘’ I don’t remember summer this dry and warm.’’ Answers Kai’s.

‘’  I don’t think  I could stand a day more of this heat.’’ Lies Kai. It is easier to pretend then admit that neither heat or cold bother him anymore ( Gerda restored his memory and took him home, but Queen kissed him, and he isn’t sure if she made him immune or fire and ice don’t dare harm him, but since that day he could go nude in blizzard and wrap himself in furs and walk through desert and not feel anything).

‘’ Rain will soon fall.’’ It comes out of her mouth without thinking. They turn, blink, and grandmothers ask  ( how do you know, why are you sure, did somebody tell you).

Words stop in her mouth. How does she explain, sparrows gossiping about faraway storm, soon to come. How does she explain about roses knowing, feeling it’s arrival, starving for water that shall descend from sky.

‘’ I just know.’’  It is enough for now.

She sets up flower shop.  Of course she does. What else could she have done?

Many things. She could have opened bakery, or served in inn, or became a teacher. She could have become a nurse, or started selling clothes she made, or cared for children of not so rich families. And she is princess’s friend. She could have had anything. She really shouldn’t treat it as such mundane thing, even if it maybe is. Because even princesses have friends but who would have thought that she, Gerda, would be one to befriend the princess. She has spent years on journey, planning, hoping, fighting to survive. Childhood friends are nothing but blur in her mind. Princess is one of few people in world she can call friend anymore.

Princess in name only, she should add, for her friend has reigned over their land since she was fifteen, first aided by regent and advisers then alone, guided by her own wisdom. Year still needs to pass for her to ascend to mantle of monarch formally, which is stupid tradition in Gerda’s opinion, but Princess is content with waiting- rules are to be followed, and Gerda doesn’t begrudge her that, as long as none suffer under them.

But thing is, she could have had any job she wanted. Anything that didn’t involve flowers and plants and hearing voices nobody else does, understanding their songs and stories. She didn’t have to do that.

But she likes gardening. She has always loved it, since she can remember planting and tending seeds, nurturing and guiding young green things to their first bloom, caring for them through year until cruel frost steals their life, as winter always does.

And she will be damned if she lets magic or bad memories take that away from her

She is successful.  Beyond that even. She nourishes her plants, like mother caring for children, and they drive. Years of experience and hard work and knowledge she gained make sure none can match her.

Her flowers don’t speak, which surprises and relaxes her (but doesn’t disappoint, of course not). Flowers of old woman who enchanted her could speak like men, though they knew only to tell one story and to argue. Her roses, red and white, could muster words, not sentences but still expressions that she could understand.

Flowers she grows just murmur, too low for her to understand, and sing their wordless tunes. Still, she feels, and can imagine what story they would tell, if nourished by old woman’s magic.

 Lily who drowns with despair, rolling off it like dew would be about girl who lost too much and walked into lake on her own. 

Wildflowers that chime like jingle bells would be about three girls running under summer sun in green meadow. 

Carnation with anger and pride as bright as fire would be about woman who knows what she desires, and dance laughing at those who try to stop her, for sooner will world burn than she will bow.

That is what attracts her customers, she muses. Somehow, she coaxes out those stories from flowers into hearts, and people know that her boquets mean more than any else. They come to her with wishes, flowers for first date, flowers for marriage, flowers for separation, for funeral, for spite, for apology. She cares not for so called flower language or even colors clashing in some cases-she gives grieving mother sunflower that scream with rage and loss, violets that soothe and give strength to move on, pink roses that fondly sing of loved ones long gone by. 

Her competition laughs at first, but then they smell her work, or walk in room containing her pots, and their hearts are overcome with emotion, and they know she is right.

Gerda laughs. Perhaps it isn’t so bad. People are happy and she brings many coin home.

Grandma is waiting for her home, with magnificent red dress. It is woolen, and bright, and beautifully embroidered. Grandma cannot stop talking about it.

‘‘-and then I said, of course I can’t take it Martha, it is too good for us, I cannot believe ho well you sew, and that color is so vibrant,  but she said nonsense after all times she spent in my house she is like my own daughter, and she needs some reward for all her hard work, and she and Kai were always such good friends with Brigitta, she was one who embroidered those stars, said she can’t wait to reconnect, and I said oh really, thank you so much Martha, these new shops are run by idiots who refuse to make more than five dresses for girls that aren’t thin like sprigs, but don’t think you won’t be getting three new shawls and-’‘ Grandma stops, looking at Gerda’s lost, stricken face.

‘‘Gerda, sweetie, what happened? Are you sick? Was there problem at work? Do you-’‘

‘‘Grandma,’‘ Gerda says, voice shaking ‘’ those people-Martha, Brigitte, I...I don’t remember who they are.’‘ 

‘‘Oh.’‘ Grandma says, patting Gerda’s hair as woman collapses in her arms, sobbing.

She always goes to church now. She did before too, but she now refuses to miss a single gathering. When she comes down with flu, grandmothers have to restrain her from getting up.

They don’t understand. She saw God answer her prayer, saw her breath form in army of angels, bright guardians with wings of flame and bodies of jewels and too many eyes of thunder, saw them fight demonic forces that kept her from Kai.

God has shown her mercy. Answered her prayer out of so many. Absolute loyalty is least she owes Him. He created her, Kai, her world and everything she holds dear. He sent His son to die for their sins, and He gave Heaven to virtuous. 

And she needs to pay her sins. She hears voices of beasts, can command them, birds and bugs and cat and dogs, and she knows that is magic, and she saw witches and demons, was bewitched herself and escaped, saved her enthralled friend with His aid.

Magic is work of devil, and devil tempts and tricks, clothed in bright golden light, and his gifts lie and beguil, masked as blessing, and like gambling and wine magic is addictive and ruins people and...

She doesn’t want to be witch. She doesn’t want to be evil. She doesn’t want to harm people. To go to Hell. To become wicked and cruel like Snow Queen.  To betray Him.

She cries and prays.

‘‘I don’t think she was a demon. Or witch. Or anything like that.’‘ Kai admits once. It is beginning of autumn, but night cold and yet Kai isn’t.

(It is not quite the truth, but he doesn’t want Gerda to worry, not after everything she has done for him, not after what bastard he had been. Better to say, he is always cold, but it doesn’t grieve him. He’s got the winter in his bones, and he will live with that for rest of his days, and honestly, he likes it).

Gerda looks at him, shocked and alarmed and bundled in jackets, and she doesn’t know what to say because Kai never confided in her what his time at palace was like but now he says this and she fears he is tempted again and she wants them all to heal, and you must talk if you want to achieve that, but she wants to forget and leave everything behind.

But Kai can’t. He wants to heal too, but he doesn’t know where to start, and sometimes he thinks healing requires thinking and accepting and letting what happened become part of their lives forever, and sometimes he isn’t sure if he wants to forget, but he knows that he can’t, for he went with Snow Queen and she kissed him and he lived in her realm growing without need to eat or sleep or drink and now there is winter in his bones, cold in his blood and frost under his skin, and he knows piece of her rests within him and  he knows that wherever he goes he will carry snow within himself and he can’t pretend so long.

‘‘Kai...’‘ Gerda begins ‘‘She.... did something happen, Did you... Did she return?’‘‘

‘‘I saw nothing of her this day, or yesterday, or any other day since you saved me.’‘ He says gently. He doesn’t say that he didn’t need to see her-wherever there is cold she has reach, even at height of summer, and her power flows through universe itself, and she rests within him, bound together by winter as mother and son are by blood, or bond even stronger than that.

‘‘I just... I was thinking about what you said. I think angels came because of you, not her. Your prayer and your heart, that is your strength, like Bae said. he gave it to you, because you got it.’‘ Kai smiles, slow and sweet, and Gerda doesn’t look at his teeth, white and shining like fresh snow on morning sun ‘‘ I don’t make sense do I? I think... He helped you because you helped yourself first.’

But that doesn’t really have much to do with her, you know? I don’t think she serves God, but I don’t think she is against him. She is out of it all, like wind or snow. I asked her once, you know, how can you tell between good and evil.’’

‘‘And what did she say?’‘ Gerda doesn’t know what to expect. Demon would likely give some answer that seemed innocent but advised human to be selfish.

‘‘She looked at me, puzzled-I think that was only time I saw her confused, maybe first time she was ever confused- and asked me what those words mean. I don’t remember what I said, but she didn’t understand. 

And once she talked to me about angels and demons, said that they are God’s servants, extensions of his will. But demons wanted to control world, to enslave other creatures and take what was not theirs  and rebelled against him. She said that like all people and beings that are his they have soul. And...’‘

‘‘I know that Kai. Did she tell anything more.’‘ She didn’t want to believe that, but demon wouldn’t have admitted they were evil. But neither were humans demons and there were many evil ones.

‘‘She told me once that she doesn’t have one. Soul that is. And she doesn’t lie Gerda Believe me, I know she can’t, just as I know to calculate or to breathe. She isn’t  human, but she isn’t demon either.’‘

‘‘But what could she be otherwise?’‘ Kai looks through window into deep blackness between stars, there where cold is strongest. he thinks he can imagine cold, sharp yet soft hand stroking his back, fondling his hair, can imagine laugh and wail in hush of wind.

‘‘She is... she is old, and cold and alone, and that is all.’‘

They say that women who talk with animals are witches, that beasts are demons in disguise and their familiars, and perhaps Gerda should stop feeding birds but every animal she encounters and unlike some cynics she isn’t quite so ready to believe that world is full of demons.

Kai’s words were strange, but she trusts him like brother, and chooses to believe. Because at end of day, faith is what she must have, and she is sure God would have given her sign otherwise.

Besides, most beasts are quite dumb, even pretty white doves she fattens, thinking only of food and mates. Not like Bae, or Mr. and Mrs. Raven.

And such thinking is insulting to them, she considers. If normal animals are demons because she can understand them, then what of ones that speak and think like humans? What of princess, whose dreams dance? Or of two wise women who helped her, kind leaders of their villages? Would somebody name her friends, who helped her so much demons or witches for that?

Perhaps it is not magic at all, but simply gift to understand others-she understood different tongues as if they were her own, now that she thinks of it. Perhaps she just listens better than most people. And she doubts that demons would give her such gift, or that angels would fight for sake of wicked creature (they were angels, she knows, true and through, she could feel their holiness, their goodness in depths of her soul, and it was greatest thing she ever felt, no demon could fake that).

So with smile, she resumes feeding her white doves.

There are many distasteful men in world, Gerda is aware. Men with no manners nor respect, who, utterly entitled, treat women and children as things. She would have to be raised under the rock, or in that land of Greek women warriors Kai told her about, not to know about them. Single reason why she is surprised when older customer gropes her is that shop is full of people.

He is surprised when she slaps him, so she can forgive herself for that. He shouts, more from surprise than pain-she didn’t smack him as hard as she could or should, have had- for he is too much used for this. Too many girls are afraid, knowing that few will help them, and those men take silence for yes.

‘‘Dear God, what has gotten in you, lass?’‘

‘‘What has gotten in me? How dare you?’‘ Grandma always said that Gerda had more bravery than self-preservation, but Gerda reckons if she could go over half world as child then she can shout at this man when she is a woman .’‘ You, sir, have honor of being most rude and shameful customer I had displeasure of serving. How dare you act so toward young woman, nay any woman at all! I hope you haven’t been bothering any other girl here other wise..’‘ 

He is angry, and red, and raises his hand. Several customers ran to Gerda’s side, fastest being sixty year old widow with steely hair buying flowers for cheap funeral and fourteen year old boy taking single flower for each of his eight siblings. man’s hand falls down.

But window is thrown open, and golden October sunlight pours inside as half dozen white doves descend, pecking at his bald head. Man lets her go as he tries to fend them off. Gerda stares in awe, then rises cross around her  neck and whispers her thanks.

‘‘Miss Gerda, are you alright?’‘ The boy asks, having run to her side. Widow watches with stern, steely gaze, her angry eyes like embers as she shouts to two strong men standing near her to take ‘‘gentleman’‘ outside, using names and words that would make sailors red as strawberries. Two men comply, their necks as flushed as Gerda at widow’s words.

‘‘I am well, thank you.’‘ She says to everybody inside.’‘ Promise me you will never be like that man when you grow up.’‘ She whispers to him, and he nods, face determined and hard. She doesn’t doubt it. His mother is honest woman of strong hand, if little easy to set off, and his father is nice man who is always kind to all even if they don’t have much. And boy himself is, as far as she knows from seeing him around neighbor, just as kind and honest.

‘‘ I will keep flowers, mister, but you can have your money back once you learn to behave properly.’‘ She says and takes three coins off counter, giving them to boy and widow as shop laughs.

‘‘Thank you.’‘ She whispers to doves. they stare at her with their red eyes before cooing back.

‘‘Feed us. Nice girl. All people love you. Man bad, man harm. Cannot allow that.’‘ Gerda laughs and thanks again. Amount of birdseed increases, and so does amount of feathery flyers keeping watch over her.

She doesn’t have such incidents ever regain.

In November, they attend her friend’s coronation. She gets invitation, personally signed by future Queen herself. She is allowed to bring guests. Nobody from house says anything, but news spread and soon Gerda is given as much as attention as mayor himself. Still nobody is surprised when she brings  grandmothers and Kai.

They are given great chambers, and coronation is magnificent, her wise friend ascending to her rightful throne, dressed in royal regalia. They dance (Gerda is astonished to see grandmas pick up fast, complicated dance with each other) and laugh and eat and everything is beautiful. And then Kai and prince meet.

There is no fight, no problem at all. Not even teasing or bantering. But once they meet Gerda realizes how much things have changed.

She once confused him for Kai. It was easy to mistake them in dark for each other while prince was sleeping-but once his face was revealed she saw her mistake immediately.  Head was right size, neck long enough and forehead just as wide, with thin eyebrow and right jaw and pointy chin. But his eyes were bigger than Kai’s, his ears shorter and rounder, nose not as prominent and lips much plumper, teeth not as small and cheekbones not as sharp.

Still, they could have been cousins. Or even brothers. Both knew nothing of their parents, and were right age to maybe be fraternal twins- prince grew up in orphanage and Kai was found abandoned  on street by his grandmother (in the snow, but this she never told anybody). Only problem was that they grew up in towns on opposite sides of country. Still she joked about confusing them again once they met each other.

And they did, and Gerda could no longer deny how much Kai changed. Both were tall and strong and slim, but Kai seemed tall and robust and thin like frozen mountain, or frost covered pine tree. 

Their skin was dark as earth, but Kai’s was harsh and frigid like dead, frozen taiga where nothing could grow. Prince’s hair was just as long and fair as her friend’s once was, but now it was pale and white like pure snow and bleached bones.  

Their teeth were healthy and clean, but Kai’s were blinding white and seemed pointy at times.  Prince’s hands were warm, while Kai’s felt like sticking hand in mountain river. Prince’s eyes were sparkling, so were Kai’s, but whereas eyes of prince shone with joy and mischief, Kai’s reflected still light of aurora.

And only there, in room full of people, hundreds of them, instead of apartment filled with four, did she notice how off Kai felt.  How hairs on her neck rose, as something deep in her bones remembered and said:old, inhuman,wrong,eldritch,other, run,beware, don’t trust,hide, too powerful.

But she ignored it. Kai was her friend, and some stupid voice in her head didn’t know him better than she.

Only when they went to coronation, did he truly notice how small and weak and not right everything looks.

He sees castle, gold and marble and brilliant, and thinks of palace rising from ground unto sky, made of snow that will never melt and with doors of wind that will never stop. And he knows how fast and how easily this so called castle will crumble.

He walks halls, small finite halls in which people are pushing and hitting each other and having problem keeping distance and thinks of endless labyrinths that could contain whole world and still not lose one percent of space yet were always empty.

Decorations are wrought, and ugly, imperfect things not wrought by will. They cannot change shape or rise to defend castle and he knows that if he compared candles and statues he would find that they aren’t perfectly same. He sees candles and thinks of pale northern lights adorning walls and roof, part of castle, contained in floor and pillars and freely travelling through air.

He sees throne, ugly, red and gold thing, and thinks of pale mirror, frozen bottomless lake of reason containing world and answers to all questions and then some, watches tables and portraits and thinks of ice pieces that made such perfect puzzles.

And he sees Gerda’s friend the queen, and his very mind screams and recoils upon thinking of calling her so. He almost cries when he says ‘’glory to queen’’, his bones breaking. 

For in place of this mortal creature, being of flesh and blood and bone, being that can be killed and thorn apart and shattered and rebelled against by any he sees a goddess, gigantic and beyond measure and of power deep beyond comprehension, woman with body of glaciers and restless soulless eyes of stars and hair of northern light and clothes of snow and voice of sharp winter wind, being that stands against vulcanoes and turns magma to stone, who can take away life with touch and turn land harsh and barren, woman older than very time, who rules vast expanses of empty space and brought winter in existence and who will one day bury entire universe in cold and ice when time is right for her to do so (she doesn’t hate other elements and seasons, no matter what anybody says. World has time and place for all, and when it is time for fire and heat to devour all she will accept and burn and wait for flames to die out just as they will wait for her hold to shatter, and so on and on).

He doesn’t hate Gerda’s friend-could never hate her, nor her husband, she is so wise and smart and ambitious and cunning and caring and will make great leader, but part of his very soul shivers and shrivels and dies whenever he thinks of her as a queen- none of them humans realize, he understands, what true monarch says.

‘‘Isn’t she true queen?’‘ Gerda asks, smile as bright as Sun, and for her sake he will lie even as his tongue blackens and rots.

‘‘Yes, she is.’‘ He says and quickly coughs up blood that spills from his mouth.

Fate snatched them, and changed what they were in something else, but just because they are something else now doesn’t they will stop being friends.

They will endure, that is what they do.

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Requested: Reggie Mantle x Reader  “What are best friends for?!”

a requested imagine about reggie mantle (riverdale) fighting with bis long-term girlfriend and cheryl blossom (readers best friend) steps in and protects and supports her in the end they make up

warnings: angst, fluff

forgive me if it´s not that good 

Ever since reggie became the captain of the bulldogs he has been ignoring you. You thought maybe he needed time to get used to the pressure of being a Captain but after two months of utterly silence between you guys you couldn´t bear it anymore. yes you still loved him and you went to dates but it was alwys rushed no sign of love he was waving you off and you were not gonna have it. next week your best friend Cheryl is throwing a party at her house, at first you didn´t want to go but then you remembered that reggie would be there so you decided to go. you wore a short black dress with a top cut low that emphasized your body and hugged your curves, on top of it you put a bit more make up on your face than usual and slightly curled your hair. you just wanted the attention of your boyfriend.

When you entered the blossom mansion you could already smell the alcohol and the sweat. you went to cheryl and she greeted you with a hug.

“ Girl you look smoking hot” she said you muttered a quick thanks and your eyes started to search reggie “ he came an hour ago with mouse” she smiled at you sadly and went to archie. you went straight to the alcohol and grabbed a red cup and leaned against the kitchen island. while you were sipping your drink you saw reggie talking or rather flirting with a cheerleader. The funny thing is he did nothing about her. After watching them what felt like hours you saw the bimbo cheerleader taking reggies hand and pulling him to the dance floor. The bimbo started to grind her motherfucking ass on his crotch while he did the same and he was laughing . That was the last string. you pulled your hair back, put the cup down and made yourself out of the house into the garden. Apparently cheryl followed you, she put a hand on your shoulder and pulled you back so she could see your face. “ what is wrong sweety ?” she asked “ what could it be other than reggie, he was fucking grinding on this girl, oh god i don´t know what to do” you sighed and pulled at your hair “ he ignored me for months and hasn´t even talked to me and know he is pulling this off i´ve had enough i can´t anymore” you cried out. “ it´s okay sweety, how about you make him jealous? You are wearing a great dress to show him off just go dance with other show him what he is missing.” you weren´t really sure but you stucked to the plan and went to the dance floor, you turned around and looked at cheryl with an unsure look and she gave a encouraging smile and held her thumbs up. 

You drank couple of shots and you started to get an amazing and confident feeling and went straight to the dance floor. In no matter you started to grind on a guy and were dancing like there was no tomorrow. once you turned your face to the guy you were head to head with him, his hands on your hips and slightly on your ass while yours were on his neck. you smiled at him and he leaned closer , you closed your eyes and waited for him to kiss you but in no matter of time the guy was pulled off of you when you opened you eyes you saw reggie oh boy was he furious. he started throwing punches to the guy. Once mouse pulled him off of the guy he turned to look at me. He was so angry. he packed me on my arm and pulled me outside once we were outside i pulled my arm out of is grip.

“ WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT Y/N?” he screamed , “ WHAT WAS WHAT?” You yelled back, “IF I HADN´T PULLED YOU AWAY FROM THAT GUY HE WOULD´VE KISSED YOU; YOU WERE PRACTICALLY ALL OVER HIM” he screamed at me while shaking on my shoulders “ WHEN I DO IT IT IS A CRME BUT WHEN YOU DO IT IT´S OKAY; WHEN DID STARTED TO CARE ABOUT ME ANYWAY; YOU HAVEN´T TALKED TO ME IN MONTHS ALL YOU DID WAS CARE ABOUT FOOTBALL!” You screamed at him tears in your eyes. “ OF COURSE I DID AND I STILL DO CARE ABOUT YOU ; I WAS JUST DISTRACTED BY FOOTBALL AND FOR THE RECORD I DID ALL I CAN TO MAKE YOU HAPPY ; I PUT YOU FIRST WHEN IT CAME TO MY FRIENDS AND BECAUSE I HAVEN´T BEEN PAYING THAT AMOUNT OF ATTENTION ON YOU THESE PAST WEEKS YOU ARE ANGRY ?!” ; “ SOME WEEKS ? IT´S BEEN TWO MONTHS , FOR A MATTER OF FACT I DO KNOW THAT YOU ARE BUSY AND UNDER PRESSURE FOR BEING A CAPTAIN BUT I AM HERE TOO , I HAVE WAITED OVER A MONTH FOR YOU TO BECOME NORMAL AGAIN BUT YOU NEVER DID WHAT DO YOU WANT ME TO DO ? WHEN I STARTED TO DATE YOU I WANTED A BOYFRIEND NOT A GHOST !!” You punched him on his chest several times “ I HAVE A LIFE AS WELL ; MY LIFE DOES NOT GO AROUND YOU ; I´VE HAD ENOUGH OF YOUR NAGGING AND COMPLAINING ABOUT EVERYTHI - - “ he was interrupted by cheryl “ Well for a matter of fact you ignored her for months , do you know how many times she came to me crying because you didn´t show up to a date ---” “ DON´´T GET INVOLVED CHERYL IT´S BETWEEN Y/N AND ME  “ he yelled in her face “ WELL SHE IS MY BEST FRIEND IF YOU TREAT HER LIKE SHIT YOU TREAT ME LIKE SHIT “ “ SO KNOW YOU ARE HER LAWYER JUST DONT GET INVOLVED CHERYL SHE IS MY GIRLFRIEND YOU DON´T GET TO SAY ANYTHING BECAUSE ----” “ ENOUGH BOTH OF YOU “ You screamed at them , “ cheryl just stay out of it i don´t want you to get in trouble please go inside. “ You told her and she went. you turned to reggie and sighed “ i think it´s better if we take a break i can´t go on fightin like this “ you told him “ y/n please come on “ he pleaded , “ no Reggie please, i´ll see you around” you waved at him and went to your car

The next day you went to the school and you saw pupils holding roses and each one of them gave you a rose. When you reached your locker you saw so many rose petals and reggie , he was holding a boquet of roses he looked at you and took your hand in his. “ y/n i love you so much and i am so sorry. I am sorry i yelled at you yesterday i am sorry for every night i let you wait on a date i am sorry for every tear you have spread for me , you are the light of my life , the milk to a coffee, the 8 to the 9 i can´t live without you , you are the women i want to marry the women i want to grow old with , So i am asking you for forgiveness for everything i ever messes up please forgive me I love you.” by the end of his speech your eyes were welled up with tears and you hugged him immediately and kissed him 

“yes reggie mantle , mantle the magnificent i forgive you ,oh and by the way I love you too.”

“ the roses were my idea by the way “ you heard cheryl say “ yes she almost killed me when i came to school this morning” reggie laughed. “ Thank you cheryl you are the best” you went to hug her “ always girl , what are best friends for ?!” she laughed and hugged you 

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wheat saga returns monday. today is saturday, so you fucking Know what that means

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you are now entering BOQUET FOR HIS SWEETIE SATURDAY........!!

death is one of the harder characters for me 2 draw but i think im figuring it out, even if this looks messy in spots..... i like 2 think of them in prehistoric times..... the good old days.........

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Boquet For His Sweetie Saturday except it's a sunday and it's not a boquet it's a cute little bug. no seriously, this thing is cute as hell

also debuting some more detailed designs for em