#but watching the movie felt like going home

[marcelloandtyler]

Allegra joined Levi, her face a bit damp from sweat. She had gotten really into cleaning, putting her focus into getting every corner in the bathroom, making sure it sparkled. She pushed her hair back with the back of her wrist, her hands covered in rubber gloves.

"Have you checked your phone?" she asked. "I just noticed the texts I sent him finally went through, so it seems like his phone is back in service or charged or something, but he didn't respond yet. I just sent him another text."

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ALLEGRA -> MARCELLO: Hey, everyone's a bit worried, let us know you're alright when you can.

Marcello saw his phone light up again out of the corner of his eye and he reached for it blindly, keeping his other hand clutching the wheel. He glanced down quickly, seeing the message from Allegra, only reading the first few words before he looked back at the road, noticing he had already begun to veer a little to the right. He dropped the phone and grabbed the wheel again. He couldn't wait to get home. All he wanted to do was laze around and watch a movie and talk to Levi about everything he'd felt. He had a feeling he was going to cry as his exhaustion and grogginess were making him emotional.

Levi nodded his head, taking in a deep breath. He didn't know if he really wanted to do anything, but he was aware that keeping himself busy would make the time move faster.

He took a sip of coffee, his stomach rolling, trying to eat some of his toast. He managed to finish the toast, but he sipped on the coffee on and off. Eventually he got up and they got to work cleaning.

He was aware of the time ticking by. He felt anxious, but he didn't want to voice it. The fact they hadn't gotten a message or anything made him feel sick.

He didn't really know what to do with himself. He felt on the edge of losing it, but he knew that wouldn't help anything either.

[chenlezip]

haechan, the notebook ♡

⤷ summary : haechan, a poor man, falls in love with y/n who comes from wealth. they are forced to keep passion for each other aside due to societal pressure and a difference in the social stature of their families.

warning : smut, bit of angst, mentions of arguing - i uh.. don't know what else to add. annas note : the fourth of the movie series i'm doing for the dreamies !! and we have the notebook which healed and hurt me (i am currently rewatching it while writing and i'm sobbing while writing this) .

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haechan was infatuated with you ever since he first saw you at the carnival. he had to go after you, it was love at first sight. he couldn't let you go.. he had to have you. he had begged you for a date and you reluctantly agreed. your friends had dragged you and him to go see a movie, they just ended up making out and you both decided to walk home afterward.

after that day, you both got closer and spent nearly everyday together. grabbing ice cream, riding the bike down the road while you're sat on the front, going to the movies, meeting his father and gifting him a beautiful painting. you also went to the beach with him and spent a nice day bathing around and swimming in the ocean together, sharing loving kisses and soft touches between one another.. at the lake with your friends, him teasing you because you were too scared to swing into the water. "get in the water baby. baby.. would you get in?" he smiled, speaking to you with that oh so soft loving tone of voice he only used with you.

despite all that - you two were different, arguing nearly all the time but you both were so in love it didn't matter.

dinner with your parents seemed to go smoothly, you did wait until night to escape the house and spend some time with haechan. he brought you to an empty house, teaching you about how old it is.. full of cobwebs, how he wants to buy it one day and redecorate everything in it. "i want a white house with blue shutters.. and a room overlooking the river so i can paint." "anything else?" the male looked at you as you walked toward him, grinning.

"yes. i want a big old porch that wraps around the entire house. we can drink tea.. and watch the sun go down." "okay." "you promise? you ask with puppy eyes and of course he can't help but melt at the look on your face. "mm-hmm, i promise." he speaks quietly.

after a couple minutes of investigating the house, haechan left soft kisses trailing down your neck as you sat against the piano that was left. you both undressed, you felt nervous in front of him as you kneeled down in front of him, he joined you. you both shared soft kisses, "hae.. i know i said i wanted you to make love to me but i think you..." "yeah?" haechan asked as he looked at you, pulling apart enough to look at you. "you're gonna have to talk me through this." you pant out.

"did i hurt you?" "no no.. i'm just having a lot of thoughts.. like what are you thinking about right now? did you know this was gonna happen when you brought me here? uh- i'm talking too much.. mums the word."

haechan nodded, "okay, you alright though?" he whispers before you speak again, "i just don't understand how you're so quiet like.. you don't have one thought?" you ask. "i'm going crazy over here but no, with you, everything's fine. you don't have a care in the world?"

you sat up as you stared at him, he seemed.. annoyed. you apologise, "i wanted this to be perfect but i can't shut up." "i love you, did you know that?" tears well up in your eyes as you nod, "i love you too."

"you don't have to do this if you don't want to." but you both got interrupted by one of your friends, jeno, who let both of you know that your parents had called the cops to look for you seeming as it was 2am..

but after that day - after haechan heard your parents shouting that he's trash and not suitable for you, things between you both suffered.. he left you and you were going back home.

time skip a couple years after everything had gone down and you had visited the old house where you and haechan had went that time in summer a long time ago. he walked outside, a drink in hand as he stared at you, visibly shocked. he had grown and become more attractive - floppy hair, a little facial hair and more tanned. he had built the house you talked to him about.. white, blue shutters, a big porch.

"hello.. i uh, saw your photo in the papers. the one with you and the house.. i just wanted to see if you were okay." "do you wanna come in?"

you got accustomed to each other again - it felt familiar. spending time in a boat again, surrounded by swans, feeding them and talking about life.. how different the two of you are. "you did everything.. the house. it's beautiful what you did." "i promised you i would."

you both got out of the boat after he pulled it back up from the river. you couldn't help but run over to him and ask why he hadn't written to you. you had waited over 7 years. "now it's too late!" you shout, the heavy downpour making it hard to hear your normal speaking voice.

"i wrote you 365 letters. i wrote you everyday for a year."

"you wrote me!?" "yes! it wasn't over. it still isn't over."

haechan pulled you into a harsh kiss, all those pent up feelings for you coming back into it. you couldn't help yourself - you melted into it as he picked you up and held you against him tightly. he takes you inside the house, still holding you against him and kissing you. you couldn't help yourself, undressing him and yourself as he hurriedly took you upstairs to his bedroom. he pinned you against the bed, soft whimpers leaving your lips.

you both shared an intimate moment together, your moans and pants coming out laboured as he fucked you gently, passionately, the way he wanted to all those years ago. "lets do it again." you beg as you climb on top of him and lower yourself onto him.

your mum had visited and gave you the letters she had hidden from you. you sat down beside haechan in the porch. "so.. what are you going to do, y/n?" "i don't know.."

"we're back to that? are we back there? what about the past couple of days? they happened, you know!" haechan sat up a bit, leaning his arms on his thighs. "i know they happened and they were wonderful, but they were also very irresponsible! i have a fiance!"

haechan gets up from the chair, running a hand through his hair as he kicks it back away from him. "so you make love to me.. and then you go back to your husband!?!" he sounds so destroyed. "was that your plan!?"

you both get into a heated argument, arms flailing. "you're bored and you know it!" "you son of a bitch.." you shout as you walk back to your car. "look at us - we're already fighting!"

"thats what we do! we fight! you tell me when i'm being an arrogant son of a bitch and i tell you when you're being a pain in the ass - which you are.. 99% of the time! i'm not afraid to hurt your feelings."

he slams your car door shut and leans against it, you walk over and groan, "so what?"

"so what? it's not going to be easy, it's going to be really hard and we're going to have to work at this every single day but i want to that because i want you. i want all of you, forever, you and me. everyday." he has tears in his eyes and you can't help but break into a sob.

he continues, having a go at you and trying to make you decide who you're going to choose. "what do you want?" "it's not that simple-" " god damn it - what do you want?" he strains out.

you tell him you have to go. he walks away from your car and you immediately get in and drive away as he watches you, arms behind his head. he watches you go and that breaks your heart. you sob to yourself in the car, not watching where you're driving before swerving off the road and taking a breath. you just nearly crashed..

you decide to read the letters that haechan had wrote for you before continuing to drive off and wanting to leave him behind. maybe it was for the best.

tags : @injvns @polarisjisung @mejaemin @ayukas @hyckvr @yizhrt @blondemrk 

[ohburgee]

𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞

yandere!racer x fem!reader

tw: soft yandere themes, obsession, violence, swear an: this story is inspired by cars, yeah the kid's movie idk why I made that in my mind but what if a yandere car racer and you are his lover. I'm typing this while watching the movie.

"I really dreamed about your life" you heard your best friend say as he did his makeup, he is gay and you supported him.

"Like how you handle the popularity of your lover and the high fame he holds" he added and he turned around to face you.

"You are lucky as fuck" he said and you looked at him and he chuckled while he slowly put the face powder on his cheek.

You heard your phone ring and you took it and saw your boyfriend's name and you answered it.

"Hello there," you said softly and you heard chuckles "There's my biggest supporter," he said proudly and you noticed your best friend looking at you winking.

"I have an event invitation for tomorrow and I want you to be my accompany," he asked and you smiled as you read your book, "I'll always say yes" you replied and you heard his goofy happiness and you chuckled.

"I'll pick you up tomorrow," he said sounding happy "Okay I'll see you tomorrow my love" you replied "See you too my love," he said and you said it too, and hung up the call.

And you look at your best friend and you both laugh and enjoy your time.

...

You waited for your boyfriend to pick you up and a car stopped in front of you and it was your boyfriend, he got out of the car and walked towards you.

"Let's go," he said and he offered his hand and you took it and let you inside the car he closed the door for you, walked towards the driver seat, and started the engine.

A small talk while driving then after a minute you both arrived at the event and got out of the car, he held your arms to his as you two walked inside the large house where the event happening.

As you went inside many few people greeted you both and as you both passed some rich people and known guests when you stopped to see your boyfriend's team chief and the manager he was sponsored with.

When your boyfriend is having his time talking with them while you look around you are not used to this but you just want to support your boyfriend's career when you walk to get some drinks, one of your boyfriend's enemies or driver from other teams goes to you.

"Hey hello there pretty lady, looks like you're having fun alone," he said as he told the bartender to get him a drink as you sipped on yours. "You should not make yourself feel lonely" he added as he got his drink and drank it and you turned to face him.

"Let's have a small talk," he said and you looked around to see your boyfriend still talking with his team chief and you decided to have some talk and a bit of entertainment.

...

After an hour of talking you got to enjoy talking with this guy you met and you laughed at the guy's jokes.

Your boyfriend is done talking with his team chief when he turns around to see you happy talking with a guy and he realizes that it is his enemy.

He grips his hand with anger and jealousy, he watches you laughing with that guy whose he fighting in racing.

He quickly walks towards you snatches you behind him and looks at the man you talk.

"Oh is in it the top winner racer," the guy said as he sounded mocking your boyfriend and he gritted his teeth, before he could punch the guy you stopped him and held his arm.

"Hey stop it, not here" you whisper as you look at both of them your boyfriend stops himself and the guy laughs you take your boyfriend away from him, and you both get out of the house.

While walking he stopped you and you turned around to face him, "Why did you talk to him you know who he is" as he grabbed your arm "It's just a friend even he is your enemy in racing he is still a friend" you told him and he feels more angry and jealous as you told that to him.

"I shouldn't brought you here, you should have stayed at home," he said you felt humiliated and you took his hand from your arm, "Is that jealousy in you huh, am I not allowed to talk to anyone," you said as you raise your voice at him.

"Yeah you're right I shouldn't go with you," you said and walked away he tried to follow you but he stopped and felt ashamed and speechless.

You walked away and texted your best friend to pick you up when you're eyes suddenly caught that the guy you talking to earlier is with a woman on the street which made you shocked when he slid his hand to her butt, disgusting.

You want to yell at the guy being disgusting when a car stops in front of you and sees your best friend roll down the window and you open the door and get inside.

"Girl, what happened where's your boyfriend?" He asked and you felt pain in your mind "Just don't talk about him for a while please" you ask nicely and he nodded and respected your words as he drove off.

...

It's been 1 week when you both not talking and he tried to talk to you but you didn't answer his messages or calls and when he visited your house you were not there and to your best friend, your best friend said that you are not here but you are actually there not wanting to face him.

And now he is on his big day, his racing day as he prepares himself his team chief asks if he is okay he notices your boyfriend's mood but your boyfriend pretending that he is okay and ready for this race.

As the race started your boyfriend sped up his car as he passed by other racers when he spotted the guy who made him jealous, the one who made your relationship in misunderstanding right now.

He acts like that to you just to protect you and let you away from the guy because he knows the guy's personality.

But it turned into fighting both of you and he started to overthink that if he didn't stop you and let you talk with that guy, you might be friends with it, and worse if that guy did something to you, the more worst is he might steal you from him.

His anger boiled up when he couldn't stop thinking about those things and he sped up his car, he wanted this guy to taste the pain, he wanted him to suffer, he wanted him gone.

He sped his car through the guy's car and bumped his car into the guy's as he continued speeding and he wanted his car to hit on the barrier.

"She is mine, no one else but mine"

When there's a curved road he speeds up and lets the guy's car lose its balance and strongly hit the barrier creating the car's front scattered and damaged.

You're boyfriend also hit behind the barrier and everything happened...

You get called by your boyfriend's chief that your boyfriend is on accident and you immediately get out of your house and drive to where hospital he is.

When you arrived at the hospital you saw the chief waiting for you and you quickly walked toward him.

"Where is he? Is he okay? Tell me?" You started to panic as you keep asking if you're boyfriend is alright.

"It's fine he is just on bit worse wound but he is fine he didn't really hit," the chief said and you felt relief when you saw him walking as the nurse guided him you ran towards him and the nurse told you that he is fine and just need to rest at home.

"Are you alright?" you asked and he looked at you and smiled "I'm fine just a scratch of the wound" he said and you didn't feel good enough, you were worried sick "Stop that, you know I'm very really worried about you I swear I can't take seeing you in this situation?" you said and he looked at you feel cared as you really still care for him.

As you two walk through the hospital you see the guy you talk to on the hospital bed, "Wait did you two get hit?" you ask your boyfriend to turn to see the guy he looks not happy but feels good seeing that guy in pain.

"I was out of my balance and my break got damaged and we both hit the barrier" he paused to more like he really got into an accident, but in reality, he did on purpose and he told his team chief that pretend that he loses break and balance. "He got more injury than me," he said and you nodded your head well he bit deserved it when you saw that guy, how disgusting he is.

You look at your boyfriend, feel a bit pain from his voice, and hug him to give him comfort.

When your boyfriend looks at the guy unconscious as he forms a smile behind he doesn't expect you to come back to him like this but he wants you to come back and it is just satisfying to see that man's in pain but also you coming back to him.

"I'm sorry I won't be like that" you heard your boyfriend say and you caressed his hair and kissed his forehead, "I forgive you," you said and he hugged you back not wanting to let you go.

"Mine forever" he whisper softly.

n: I just opened my laptop just to finish this while I was preparing for my class today :'>

[oopsiedaisydeer]

𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘰, 𝘮𝘢𝘺 𝘪 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘬 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘸 𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘰𝘭𝘰?

ɪɴ ᴡʜɪᴄʜ… 20ᴛʜᴄᴇɴᴛᴜʀʏɢɪʀʟ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ ᴄᴏɴᴅᴜᴄᴛꜱ ᴀ ꜱᴜʀᴠᴇʏ… ʙᴜᴛ ᴇɴᴅꜱ ᴜᴘ ɢᴇᴛᴛɪɴɢ ꜱᴇʀᴠᴇᴅ

It was a Sunday afternoon, and she stood in the phonebooth out the front of her house, staring at the number written in messy handwriting. She’d managed to get Matt’s home phone number after a bit of sneaky detective work, hoping to gather more information for Iris. She wasn’t sure why she was so nervous…this wasn’t her first time doing something a little… much. But there was something about this whole situation that felt different. What if she was making things weird? What if she was crossing a line? 

For Iris, she reminded herself.

Taking a deep breath, she dialed the number, holding the receiver to her ear as it rang. The phone line buzzed a few times before the voice on the other end picked up.

“Hello?”

Her stomach fluttered as she forced herself to stay calm.

“Hello, may I speak with Matthew Sturniolo?” she asked, trying her best to sound professional, like a real survey caller. 

The voice on the other end was quiet for a moment, then responded, “Who?”

She didn’t miss a beat. “May I speak with Matthew Sturniolo? I’m calling from…The Survey Squad Institute, to conduct… a quick survey. It won’t take long.”

Another pause. Then, confusion. “Uh, I think you have the wrong number.”

“No, no,” she insisted smoothly. “I’m just calling for a quick survey, just a couple of questions.”

There was hesitation in the voice. “Okay… What’s this about?”

She straightened up, adjusting the phone like she’d done this a million times before. “Thank you for your time! We’re conducting a survey about people's favorite songs. And we’d like to know: if you could only listen to one song for the rest of your life, what would it be?”

The voice responded, a little uncertain at first but warming up. “Uh... probably Scar Tissue by Red Hot Chili Peppers.”

Y/n wrote it down, nodding to herself. So that was Matt’s usual go-to track. She was on the right path. 

“So, moving on,” she said, pushing her nerves down. “If you could go anywhere right now, where would it be?”

The voice on the other end became a little more relaxed. “A forest, somewhere quiet. Just to get away from everything.”

She scribbled that down too. This was going well. Maybe she’d get this whole thing done without any hiccups. She felt a rush of pride. 

“Okay, last question!” she said a little too brightly, forcing herself to stay in character. “If you could only watch one movie for the rest of your life, which one would it be?”

There was a brief pause, followed by a soft chuckle. “The Big Lebowski. It’s funny, in a way that doesn’t really try too hard, you know? The way it’s all, like, a series of strange events, but it still feels kinda real in a weird way. It’s kinda... timeless, I guess? I dunno. It’s one of those movies you either get, or you don’t. But if you do, it sticks with you.”

Y/n froze, the pen hovering over her notepad as her heart skipped. Wait a second… Her brain short-circuited for a moment. No way. This isn’t Matt. This is… Chris?

She pulled the receiver away from her ear, staring at it in disbelief before holding it back up, almost as if she could ask the phone itself what just happened. Why am I doing this?

“Wait a second,” she said again, voice a little too loud in the quiet booth, her face turning red. “Is this… Chris?”

She could hear Chris’s smile through the phone, his chuckle a soft echo. Her stomach flipped, and she quickly dropped her gaze to her shoes, wishing she could disappear into the pavement beneath her. Of course. Of course it’s him.

“Well, well, well,” Chris said, clearly amused. “Hello, Echo.”

“Echo?” she repeated, confused. “What the heck are you talking about?”

“Yeah, Echo,” Chris said with a grin in his voice. “You sounded like a robot repeating yourself Y/n, all stiff and professional, like you're reading off a script. Saying the same things over and over, like ‘May I speak with Matthew Sturniolo?’” He laughed again, clearly enjoying himself. “You’ve got this robotic vibe going. I’m calling you Echo from now on.”

Chris let out a low whistle. “Echo, huh? Yeah, you really nailed the whole survey lady thing. You even sounded like you were reading off a script. 'May I speak with Matthew Sturniolo?' You should’ve gone all in and asked me about my opinions on toothpaste or something. I would've believed you.”

He smirked, clearly enjoying the moment. “And hey, now that I know your ‘survey’ skills, I’m just gonna assume you’re gonna call back every few days. What’s next—favorite type of pencil? Or how do you take your coffee?”

“No-” she cut herself off, but Chris was already laughing.

“Yeah, Echo, you’re a pro. I’m gonna expect more surveys in my future. You can’t just give me a performance like that and not continue to live up to it.”

She could feel her face heat up with embarrassment. “I- I wasn’t trying to sound like a robot! I was just-”

Chris cut her off with another laugh. “Yeah, yeah. Whatever you say, Echo. I gotta admit, you’re pretty committed to this whole ‘survey lady’ thing. But I’m not Matt, so good luck getting that pager number from me.”

“I’m not-” she groaned. “I was just trying to get Matt’s pager number for- !” She cuts herself off.

“For?” Chris said, the teasing in his voice softening just slightly. “Who?”

She grumbled, avoiding the question, embarrassed but not totally upset.

“Anyway, I think ‘Echo’ is perfect,” Chris teased, clearly enjoying the nickname. “You’re gonna have to try a little harder if you want Matt’s number. I’m not giving it up that easily.”

She sighed. “This is ridiculous. I can’t believe- ”

Chris interrupted, his voice taking on a more playful tone. “Yeah, well, Echo, you gotta live with it now.”

“Whatever,” she muttered, rolling her eyes. “Just don’t tell Matt, please.”

“No promises. But hey, just call him as yourself next time,” Chris said mockingly. “No need to pretend to be a survey lady.”

She shook her head, laughing despite herself. “You’re being annoying, you know that?”

“I know.” Chris replied with a grin she could practically hear. 

She just shook her head, hanging up the phone and slamming it down with a little more force than necessary. “Echo,” she muttered, the ridiculousness of the whole thing sinking in. Her chest tightens as she leans against the machine.

The whole thing had been pointless and weird, but… something about it lingered. Maybe she was getting somewhere. Maybe.

thank u rose for the dividers ! @bernardsbendystraws

a/n: for the 4% of u that wanted this! reader finally gets a nickname

taglist: @snoopychris @chrissweetheart @sturnsrecord @sturns-mermaid @slxt4chriss @blushsturns comment to be added/removed from this au's taglist!

[sailon-ishmael]

Thank you @greenleaf4stuff for the tag!

I think my first time encountering Tolkien was the Peter Jackson trilogy, my dad is a big Tolkien fan and he was super into the movies when they first came out. I was quite young the first time I saw them, I think I might have stumbled into the room when the second one was on or something. It wasn't the most successful first encounter because I was absolutely PETRIFIED by Gollum and the orcs and cursed Theoden lololol. In my defense, I think was about three years old so, good job Dad. But later when I was a bit older I was convinced to actually watch them all the way through and fell in love of course. My dad and I still do the full on extended edition watch-throughs when we can, and I recently made two of my best friends watch them all with me. Successful converts.

In sixth grade, we read The Hobbit and my teacher was a huge Tolkien fan so she had a bunch of creative projects for us to do, including keeping an Elvish dictionary and writing our own "journey journal", like we were Bilbo and illustrating it ourselves. In hindsight, perhaps that project could count as my first foray into fanfiction lolol. I think I still have it somewhere, I should dig it out.

But I really enjoyed reading it then, I remember finding Bilbo to be very relatable as I was a pretty shy kid and I too would have struggled with having my home suddenly overrun by dwarves. One of my most visceral memories of that first time reading The Hobbit was the riddles in the dark passage. I was so immersed in the darkness, I felt like I could hear Gollum's voice in my ears as I read.

Around the same time as we read The Hobbit, the first of the The Hobbit movies actually came out as well so my dad and I went to watch those as well. Initially disappointing because we didn't know it was going to be a trilogy adaptation lol but I can safely say The Hobbit trilogy was one of my gateways to fandom/fanfiction. The Bagginshield of it all REALLY got to me. Hallelujah.

So I've always been a casual to moderate Tolkien fan, but this past year getting into TROP has definitely converted me to being an active fandom participant, and I'm so glad. It's helped me reconnect with my Tolkien love and actually get into the lore in a way I haven't before. I'm currently making my way through reading the whole LOTR trilogy, and planning to do The Silmarillion after I finish that.

Idk who hasn't been tagged yet lol but if any of my moots see this and want to join, please do!

Okay.

Something that brings all of us together is our love for Tolkien's work, and its spinoffs.

So, question: What got you into Tolkien?

I'll start.

When I was 12, my father urged me to read The Hobbit. So I did, and I was mesmerized by it, to the point where I'd stay up in the middle of the night to read it. I never got beyond that, though.

Two years ago, I decided to reread it, and I fell in love all over again with the story, characters, Tolkien's writing style, everything. So I decided to read The Lord of the Rings. I got the first book, read a couple of chapters.. and gave up. It was too verbose, too prosaic.

The next year, that is, a few months later, I tried my hand at it again. This time, I got through four chapters, but I still couldn't read the rest. Then.. I began crushing on a guy who'd read it, and so I grit my teeth and went for it. I read, and read, and this time, I found myself enjoying it. Bonus, the guy and I got into conversation.

After finally finishing the first book, I even started the second, and watched the first movie with my family. (By way of flirting I asked the guy whether he liked PJ's Trilogy, and he told me he "found them low budget" so that, um, ended. I'm no longer crushing on real people.)

I read the second, the third book, reread The Hobbit a third time, watched all the movies, and joined Tumblr. Then I got motivated to read The Silmarillion. I'm currently working on that, as well as my Tolkien collection.

Honestly, one thing that fuels my love for the work is all my lovely mutuals who I've gained through this love.

So.. no pressure tags: @gauntletgirlie @wowstrawberrycow @valar-did-me-wrong @balrogballs @ghost-of-morrowbright @gingeragenda @greenleaf4stuff @dragon--ashes @dwarveslikeshinythings @numenoria @onebillionblorbos @zaldritzosrose @varda-star-queen @the-bogginses-are-gay @permanentlyexhaustedpigeon88 @daughterofthesunlands @princessfantaghiro and anyone else I've missed/wants to join.

[kimmi-never-dies]

Yandere!Hyun-Ju x fem!reader head canons

(A/N): I know the poll is still up and is likely gonna change when I'm in the process of finishing this up but I had time now and this prompt was in the lead so I just decided this is what I'm writing.

TW: yandere, obsessive behavior, mentions of but never graphic violence, mentions of stalking and implied kidnapping, drugging.

Her behavior:

Again, she’s definitely a hopeless romantic, Hyun-Ju seems like the type to crave intimacy, affection, and all the other cheesy romance things, but never knows how to ask for it.

And adding that, along with the fact that society practically turned its back on her the second she wanted to openly be the woman she was on the inside, kinda turned her into an obsessive, clingy person.

She doesn’t mean to be this way, she’s just scared of being abandoned again.

Hyun-Ju never thought she’d end up becoming so infatuated with someone, but when you entered her life, everything changed.

You were so different from everyone else, you accepted her, you were so understanding and gentle…

She needed you more than life itself…you were a lifeline for her.

I kinda see Hyun-Ju being two sub-types of yandere, delusional and dependent.

She’d definitely disguise most of her delusions as jokes, for example:

“What do you mean you’re going on a date? But you’re my wife! You can’t be unfaithful!”

But her dependency is very clear, but dependency can be easily explained by abandonment issues, so you’d never guess it was really because she was practically addicted to you.

But she really can’t help it! After the games…after all the people she’d lost…she needed to keep you safe, she needed you to stay.

Dealing with rivals:

Definitely a jealous type, literally wants to scream, cry, and physically rip you away from anyone who’s not her.

Hyun-Ju doesn’t wanna share your attention, you should only focus on her!

HYUN-JU WAS A SARGENT IN THE SPECIAL FORCES

She is SCARY.

If she did happen to somehow gain a romantic rival she’d first stalk them online until she’s figured out everything about them.

She’s gotten a lot of people cut off from your life by digging up old tweets…

But if that doesn’t work, she isn’t above getting her hands dirty…

I don’t think Hyun-Ju could actually bring herself to just straight up murder someone, I know she went crazy on those guards but ACTUAL murder I don’t think so.

But she’s definitely not afraid to follow someone home and beat the ever-loving shit out of them as a warning.

Confessing to her darling:

There’s two ways this could go, and it really depends on you: Tonight was *finally* the night, Hyun-Ju was gonna tell (Y/n) how she felt about her! Everything was prepped and ready, she decorated her apartment with fairy lights, lit a couple of (Y/n)’s favorite scented candles, and made dinner. Hyun-Ju was now just getting dressed and awaiting her sweet-girls arrival.

She was dressed up in a beautiful forest-green dress with a gold necklace with an (your first initial) shaped pendent, which she got a while ago, playing it off as “there were no H’s and it made me think of you.” Her makeup was also simple, her signature brown winged liner, some mascara, and a bit of red tinted-gloss

The silence of Hyun-Ju’s apartment was suddenly interrupted by a knocking at the door.

‘She’s here!’ Hyun-Ju thought to herself excitedly as she rushed to open the door.

She could’ve fallen to her knee and proposed right then and there…

(Y/n) was stunning…her dress/suit hugging her body in all the right ways, and her hair was done perfectly, just like always…

-a few hours later-

After a while of eating dinner and watching some stupid comedy movie, Hyun-Ju finally worked up her courage and turned to face (Y/n). Her hands were shaking as she paused the tv, looking into her (e/c) eyes with nothing but love and a small twinge go something…darker…

“Sweet girl…I know we’ve been good friends for such a long time but…over these past few years I’ve wanted something more, I love you, and I wanna be your wife one day…so with that being said, please…will you be my girlfriend…?”

You sat shocked for a few minutes before responding to her, you couldn’t help but notice the desperate yet hopeful look on her face.

“Oh Hyun-Ju…”

Yes

"I'd love to..."

did she hear that right?

yes??

she would grin from ear to ear, pull you close as gently as she could, and kiss you.

this first kiss and every kiss after that would be full of love, passion, and happiness, masking the obsessive and violent feelings that got here to this moment, here with you...

And she was never letting you go...

No

"I'm sorry...I don't feel the same...but I'd love to still be your friend."

friend?

FRIEND??

all of this, following you everywhere, taking all those pictures of you, fighting off rivals left and right, only for you to wanna be FRIENDS!?

Hyun-Ju was NOT accepting this, but luckily she already had a backup plan.

struggling didn't help much when she lunged at you, pinning you to the ground effortlessly as she pulled something out of her dress pocket.

and once you felt that prick in your neck, and the sedative hit, you didn't struggle at all.

don't be scared sweet girl, she won't hurt you.

she'll make sure no one can hurt you...or even find you again...

[itslusii]

🤍 Dating Franco Colapinto

pairing: franco colapinto x reader

request: yes/no

warnings: food, one cuss word and i don’t really think anything else

Author’s note: heyy so i was bored and i felt like doing this!! hope you enjoy it !🫶🏻 down here i’ll leave the translations/meaning to some of the spanish words i used!

mate= traditional drink from Argentina that is similar to tea asado=barbecue but better. bizcochitos= salty biscuits empanadas= is a baked or fried pastry filled with, usually, meat and chicken, or cheese and some other stuff. merienda= tea time!!! te amo= ily

-Franco is from Argentina (obviously) so he would need you to know about our his culture. He’d make you try mate and maybe some pastries if you’re into more sweet stuff. But if you are not, asado and some salty bizchochitos would be a great choice.

-he would love when you go to his races and support him. His name in a jersey on your back would be a something he’d be really proud of.

-just like i said in my Carlos post, he is also a very family guy. All his little cousins would love you and his sister is your number one fan.

-he’d ask you to cook for him because he may be good at driving but he’s useless in the kitchen area. Since he left home at a really early age, he didn’t really had time to learn some stuff about being independent and living on his own.

-in relation to that, please cook some empanadas for him, he’ll love you forever🙏🏻🙏🏻

-i don’t really see him as of being someone who uses words for his love language. I see him being clingy and not caring about others. But if your love language is words of affection or any other he’ll gladly take it!

-Sunday’s afternoon are his jam, even tho these seem to be sort of depressing he really knows how to make it better. Some music, maybe a movie and lots of cuddles.

-he will support you in everything you do and desire. But for example if you know how to play an instrument he’ll be asking you to play his favourite songs for him all.the.time

-your waist/hip area is his favourite place for his hands to go. If you’re in public it’d be rare if his hands aren’t on your waist or your lower back.

-he’s really funny, so expect your stomach to hurt after laughing so much. Not because he’s cracking jokes every single minute of the day, it’s just the way he says things that are funny.

-workout with him!! he’ll love it, but do know he gets kind of cranky when working out. But a really good merienda afterwards would solve that issue.

-he’d say i love you first. One afternoon early in the relationship he saw you watching some youtube video on how to cook something he had mentioned he liked and he knew then he loved you with all his heart. But he blurted it out when he saw you wearing an Argentinian football jersey.

-Sometimes just because he’s a cheesy motherfucker he will say te amo instead of i love you. But you love it nonetheless.

[shesasurvivor]

Beetlejuice Beetlejuice made me so happy and I’m here for the Beetlejuice renaissance

[faaun]

procrastination is starting to have its consequences finally

[dervampireprince]

I just rewatched moonknight and your audios are literally the only thing keeping me alive in that somewhat dead fandom THANK YOU 😭😭🙏

i do feel adrift making moon knight stuff still so thank you

[thedrotter]

(cw for a gun, mild blood and suicide in the last drawing.)

Day 1-5 of drawing Re:Kinder daily for a whole month! I'll be doing that all month. ☺️

I did not draw Re:Kinder enough (said both sarcastically and genuinely, because while I know the statement is ridiculous I also do believe it www), so I chose to challenge myself. I will post these every 5 days to not clog the tag too much.

[cubot]

I think I'm dying maybe. I ate food and my stomach settled and the nausea went away.

But now I have a headache again. It's at my scalp and then the roof of my mouth on the same side. Like someone struck a sword straight down through my skull and the tip of the knife is almost brushing my tongue now. And I got tinnitus in the opposite ear for a long time? Usually it's 10-15 seconds and then it goes away, but this was a full minute.

I'm really tired, so I'm going to bed after I actually eat dinner (I just had some chips for the salt and a small chocolate bar for the sugar since I wasn't sure if I was going to spit it all up soon after). No meds today because I've been taking too much, so I guess I'll just be sad and in pain. :) SIGH sigggghhhhh Sigh.

At least I have my migraine mask. I'm going to put it in the freezer now.

[froggyrights2]

I could write such a killer autobiography if I was more full of myself

[guinevereslancelot]

why do i feel weirdly guilty for taking a day off of work to have necessary surgery 🤡

[coloursofaparadox]

i finally got my adhd med dosage worked out and also for like the first time since upping the dosage actually managed to take it consistently long enough for it to actually kick in over the last few weeks and god damn. that shit is magic.

[saturnsuv]

return of the relationship anxiety