#cause i think its actually so random that he chose to confess his 'love' to her and tell her about how they met in this moment

[bluebugjay]

kinda interesting how Mike has two big speeches throughout the show, both when a character he cares for is close to death and needs help but only one strictly calls for him reminding them of a cherished past moment yet he chooses to use the same formula for both, telling them about how they met and how it made him feel, almost as if he was struggling the second time and relied on what he knew worked the first time to try and help..

[kyoongboxi]

Love Me Endlessly —

[Baekhyun AU]

Summary; When he thought he was done went through the hard times but it seems like its always follows everywhere he goes closely behind. At first the man thought he was the most affected because of the burden he carries as a husband but then he realized what he carried means nothing to what she has suffered.

Pairing; Baekhyun x OC

Genre; angst, fluff, a bit of sexual intercourse

The office is usually quiet when the clock shows its already around two a.m in the morning. The Investigation Division were left for a mission but this time, Baekhyun retreated so he chose to stay in the office with his friend to stand by if something happened. He was casually sitting on his desk, rubbing his temple with his eyes closed when his friend came back with two cups of coffee grasped around his fingers.

"Hyung" The younger man joined him on his desk, placing the coffee down against the table. "Something on your mind?"

Baekhyun sighed, finally pulling his palm away from his temple before taking a sip to the coffee his friend brought. "You know what I think I'm gonna head home. You can handle this alone. If they ask for a backup then call the local police and tell them I left early"

The man stood up, collecting his stuff not forgetting the free coffee before leaving the younger man alone. Mark didn't answer because it left him too stunned to speak as he watched his senior's back disappeared out of his sight.

As the night progressed, the streets became increasingly quiet. Baekhyun doesn't live in the capital, but in a small town quite far from it. Every time his hands gripped the steering wheel, his eyes along with his thoughts always went to the ring wrapped securely around his finger. Thinking about the only woman he loves so much back at home.

It doesn't take more than twenty minutes to arrive, he parked his vehicle in the basement before taking the elevator to go up into the 15th floor where the place full of stories live in. He drank his coffee from Mark in the elevator, and then wondered if it actually tasted weird after he emptied the cup but he appreciated the younger man for the effort.

Baekhyun pressed the passcode lock carefully when he arrived in front of the door. Pushing the door open and his eyes were greeted with dim lights from the city lights passing through the window that illuminated the room. His feet carried him further inside and there she was, his lover, Shin Jori. The woman he loves the most was sleeping soundly on the couch covered in thin blanket. Ain't noticing if Baekhyun were back already from his duty.

The sight of her sleeping already caused his heart to be crushed into a mess, remembering what she had been through lately. He was planning to pick her up and lay her down on the bed but right after he finished the shower. One hour he spent his time in the shower. Letting the warm water stream down his hair, down to his shoulder for the last ten minutes while his thoughts was cursing him.

That he failed to be her lover, he failed to be her husband, he failed to be her protector. He was hurt seeing her suffer. He just wants to make it stop and witness only happiness that surrounds her everyday but he can't. Feels like it's already taking too long under the shower, he swept his wet hair back using his palm for the last time before finally turning off the water.

Choosing a random black shirt and sweatpants to wear right after he dried up and wasting no time to storm back into the living room. Jori still hasn't moved from her previous position because Baekhyun is aware the woman is barely moved when she sleep on the bed with him. Her body tilted into the right, facing the couch.

A faint smile finds its way into his lips, seeing his wife sleeping peacefully with her lips half parted but she didn't snore at all. Meanwhile Jori herself confessed that Baekhyun let out a sound like a whimpering puppy when he sleeps with his half parted lips. The man then crouched down for a bit. Gently placing his arms behind her back and her thighs before picking the woman up into his arms carefully.

He kicked the bedroom door then, after several steps he passed through and laid her down against the mattress. Surprisingly, Jori didn't wake up at all. Makes him wonder that she is indeed exhausted from work and all the thoughts followed. Baekhyun noticed she was wearing his white shirt with the word loverboy printed on the left side as a smile immediately back to his lips again.

There were also no lights turned on in the bedroom. The window leads to the small balcony already giving enough lights to sleep on from the glimmering lights of various buildings in front of it. Baekhyun climbs up to the bed. Immediately stopped his movement when his wife moved to the left, facing her back to him. Didn't want to wake her up intentionally.

He counted, one, two, three until she doesn't make a move anymore before he lay down carefully right behind her. His arms sneak under the shirt softly, securely wrapping around her waist to bring her body flushes into him. Baekhyun planted a kiss against her head, it seems like Jori just cut her hair into shoulder length because this morning her hair is still pretty long. But whatever Jori does Baekhyun won't interfere. As long as it makes the woman happy then he won't be against it.

Baekhyun closes his eyes, inhaling into her hair as his delicate fingers slide down into her now-flat lower belly. Gently caressing her skin while the bitter memories went in a loop again inside his mind. Just two weeks ago, a small bump formed and a new life growing inside of her. A memory he could never forget and Baekhyun has never felt so happy again after she suffered the first miscarriage several months back.

Wouldn't cross his mind that such a bitter event repeatedly happened to his little family. It aches him so much seeing her went through the curettage procedure not only once but twice. Couldn't imagine the pain and uncomfortable feeling when a foreign object is forced to in up your uterus while scratching the surface of it to get cleaned. Even though it was anesthetized, Jori said she could still felt it. Bot to mention the super intense cramps that hit afterwards.

He remembers how she cried so much that day. Thinking and blaming herself that she failed to be a mother, she failed to be his wife. She raged to him that he shouldn't have taken a step further on the day she told him everything about her shortcomings. Shin Jori is diagnosed with a low immune system.

Never crossed her mind that her relationship with the man would last until Baekhyun himself proposed to her. She was very embarrassed to admit that she had a sickness that if people heard about, they would definitely feel disgusted and look at her with judging eyes because it makes her look like a sex fiend while in fact she's not.

But it doesn't make Baekhyun retreat. He said it can be cured and people with normal or higher immune systems won't get affected because he kissed and share the same food or drink with her multiple times and Baekhyun himself just doing fine. While intertwining their fingers together, Baekhyun promised he would never leave her no matter what happened and thats how Jori fell for it. Jori herself wouldn't expect that her low immune system could lead into a miscarriage when she thought its not really that bad.

"Aren't you supposed to stay in the office until morning?" A warm hand which is definitely smaller than him slides up on top of his hand that currently rested against her lower belly. Her voice was a bit hoarse, still heavy with sleep as she greeted him.

Baekhyun chuckled. Apologizing for waking her up in the middle of her peaceful sleep. "I can't resist. I always think about you a lot even though you always say to not worry about"

He was being honest. "Have you took your vitamins?" It was a daily question her husband will never forget to ask. Having a low immune system sometimes required her to take it for at least a week, two or three. At first Jori got pissed off by the question because Baekhyun is worrying too much. But now she understands.

She answered by a soft nod. Her soul is now completely awake. Both eyes were staring against the window which offered a beautiful scenery in the middle of the night sky. Baekhyun fell silent for a minute. She could feel his chest rising up and down slowly against her back while his thumb continued to stroke over her skin with barely any pressure.

"Why did you sleep on the couch?" Baekhyun asked again. This time, his question was answered by a light chuckle from her lips before her sentences followed right after.

"I don't know which one but our neighbors were kinda noisy with the love making session. Bothering me so much. Thank God they're probably passed out now because its stopped" Jori answered with honesty. Baekhyun couldn't hold his smile and thinking this is the right moment to tease her so he ducked his head, purposely pressing his lips against her ear.

"I know you are secretly hoping I don't stay late in the office and come home early tonight after that, right?" His lips nudged her ear slightly every time he spoke. Causing the woman to feel a tingle against her ear down to her neck. But Baekhyun himself wouldn't expect his wife to smack him on his bulge.

"What does that mean? Is that a yes?" The man can't stand it. With a cheeky smile plastered against his face, he crawled over her. Putting his weight on her carefully, nestled perfectly between her legs before resting his head against her chest and wrapping his arms around her body.

Jori was about to answer as she put her fingers into his hair. But her husband didn't let her speak. "Actually I'm joking. You can take your time as long as you need, anyway. Its been only two weeks"

She could feel his warm breath caressing her chest every time he spoke because she didn't wear anything besides his thin shirt and an underwear. "How are you down there?"

The first time Jori had her first sexual intercourse with a man is Baekhyun after they tied up in a sacred vow, after the woman revealed what is actually going on with her body because of the lack of immune. Baekhyun respects her a lot back then when they were still in a general relationship. He never forced the woman to do something related to sexual things because at first he thought that she is a religious woman, for real.

But after he found out, it turned out this lack of immune system caused the woman to suffer from a yeast infection. He remembers how Jori tried to hold her tears when she explained. She even says it's time to take the final decision if he decides to marry her and no going back. She was embarrassed to admit. With the HSV-1 virus residing inside her cells which showed up around her lips, she could already feel he labeled her a sex maniac in silence.

But in the end, this wise man named Byun Baekhyun proves her wrong. He said no matter what her condition is, she deserved to be loved by someone just like everybody else. And that someone is himself alone. "The cramps from the miscarriage are completely gone, I guess? And I'm currently clean from the yeast"

"Remember what the doctor said. You can't be too tired or these two little shit fuckers that won't never go out of my wife's body will recur at the same time"

Said Baekhyun with a light chuckle. Both of them fall silent for a while with Jori's fingers disappearing under the man's hair to stroke it gently. Meanwhile his mind is always thinking about how fragile this woman is and at the wildest one, he would never be ready to force himself standing against his own feet on the day God finally snatched her away from him.

"Can I kiss you?" Hell even if he caught HSV-1 transmitted by her, he doesn't give a single fuck. But Jori would slap him away and go sulking for days if the man suddenly went to claim her lips all of sudden. She said if the blister is currently visible, then he can't kiss her at all.

Jori then answered with a small nod. Baekhyun smiled and pushed himself up, currently hovering over her. As their eyes met, a wave of emotion washed over them both. As he slowly leaned in, their breaths caught in their throats, hearts fluttering in anticipation. His lips touched hers lightly at first. Caressing ever so gently as they savored the moment, before they finally merged in a deep, passionate kiss.

The kiss lasted for a minute. As their lips parted, their breathing slowed and his eyes met with her brown one. Her arm stayed around his neck. "Baekhyun I'm sorry I couldn't give you a child—"

Actually, his answer was expected but Jori still wants to let it off her chest because she hasn't properly apologized. "No don't go there. It was my fault. I should have pulled out I'm sorry"

"No.. We both know I told you to stay inside because I want to feel you completely"

Baekhyun nodded multiple times in understanding. His thumb went to her cheek to stroke her mochi cheek that has now disappeared because of the stress she went through. "You can feel me all you want, you can feel me all day, you can feel me until the 5th round but— Jori"

His voice softened as her name rolled out his tongue carefully. "I'd rather not have a child rather than seeing you suffer. It hurts me.. I'll do a vasectomy procedure. How do that sounds?"

Both of them fall into silence again. Jori was actually beyond surprised but she kept her face remains calm. Her eyes radiate a meaning which Baekhyun couldn't understand. Her lips openen in half parted as if she wants to speak something but it closes again.

"But— thats mean you can no longer cum?" She blurted out all of sudden and it caused the man's eyes to widen immediately. He wouldn't expect such an answer to come out of her pretty mouth. He expected she would answer something emotional after what happened but she didn't anyway. At least for now.

"You little rascal—"

"You love my cum so much don't you?" His laugh then formed into a slight smirk after several seconds it lasted. Suddenly got an idea to purposely dragged his thumb into her lips. Pushing in softly against her mouth with his wife gladly accepting and suck his thumb while her eyes locked with his brown one.

"I will still be able to ejaculate but its no longer has a sperm wandering around. And you will still be able to feel every inch of me just like usual..." A sudden burst of lust consumed him as a result of Jori watching him with those eyes.

Seeing her sucking his thumb softly also makes Baekhyun himself biting his lower lips before he pulled his thumb that obviously got wet with her saliva, dragged it back past her lips, her chin, her neck ever so slowly. Her chest rising up and down in anticipation as he stopped just on her perky nipple. He moved his thumb in circles, purposely teasing her with barely any pressure and tenderness in the same place.

His actions successfully caused her heart pumping so much blood at the same time. She didn't mind if Baekhyun wants the love making tonight but Jori is currently in a mood to tease the man so she caught his hand, then pushed him away against his chest. Her feet joined to kick his body caused him to fall into the mattress beside her.

While holding her laugh, she gets up from the bed and screams, "You're a pervert!" But her scream turned into a loud yelp when Baekhyun caught her by her shirt from behind. Pulling her harshly to fall again into his embrace.

He was fast to bring his hand sneaking under her shirt. Cupping her breasts and lightly squeezes it in a teasing manner. Jori couldn't help but laughed. Trying to escape from his arms as he attacked her with a neck kisses as well. "Stop groping my boobs!"

"Shut up you smack my dick earlier" Said Baekhyun in between his laugh. At the end, the man hopes that he just wants to always live on the happy side. He just prayed that her smile would never come off her lips again, he just prayed that he would never see her suffer again.

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[n0bamak1s]

laughing gas - mai zenin x reader

request: “Mai Zenin x Fem S/o, where the s/o gets their wisdom tooth removed and confesses their love to mai acting all sweet and cute, mai then takes care of her s/o and confesses too, we can see mai being her bratty and confident self but when she is with her s/o she just lets her walls down” - @shockfirefly

summary: in the request! (genre: fluff, friends to lovers, slice of life, humor)

warnings: reader is high on anesthesia if that counts as a warning, swearing, mostly just tooth rotting fluff (literally!!)

word count: 2k

a/n: i really enjoyed writing this request! at this point i’m basically just a mai zenin stan account tbh but the requests for her are just so fun to write. i’m almost on summer break so hopefully i’ll be more active bc i have a few ideas i’m excited to write for!!

it seriously took everything in mai’s willpower to not immediately whip out her phone to film your groggy state the moment she stepped into the room where you had just gotten your surgery done. she stifled a laugh at the bandage wrapped around your head, vaguely reminiscent of the one noritoshi had worn following the exchange event. when your eyes flicker over to meet her gaze, you give what she can only assume is your attempt at a smile, but looks more like a dog caught eating its owner’s dinner, with your face all swollen and slightly flushed.

forget that willpower shit.

she shamelessly calls out your name, to which you respond like an eager little kid. “say cheese!” she gives you an uncharacteristically wide grin to signal you to mirror her actions. you seemed to not learn from your previous mistake and attempted to smile back at her, before immediately cutting yourself off with a muffled groan. she hardly bothered with hiding her giggle this time, but at the very least she had the decency to cover her mouth as she cracked up.

with an annoyed pout on your face, you huffed and turned to the nurse standing beside you, who you were apparently to loopy to notice had joined in with mai on giggling at your grogginess. “she’s so mean to me!” you said, though your tone had no real irritation to it.

“it’s just to send to utahime. she wants to make sure your doing alright.” mai lied straight through her teeth, though you seem satisfied enough with that answer as you started to push yourself up from the seat you’d been in. mai quickly rushed to your side, knowing you weren’t sensible enough at the moment to ask for her help. before you could stand up and inevitably wobble over, she looped an arm around your waist and moved your arm so it was slung over her shoulders.

“alright champ, let’s get going.” she tried to remain as nonchalant as possible with the close proximity, but unfortunately for her, you seemed determined to embarrass her as much as possible.

“well at least buy me dinner first, ya casanova!” you said (much louder than necessary, mind you). honestly, it wouldn’t be surprising to mai if you could be heard from the waiting room.

with an over enthusiastic wave from you and an awkward thanks from mai to the nurse, you guys set off on your way.

to be fair to you, it was surprisingly a relatively tame trip to the door, with you focusing on keeping your steps in tune with mai’s. you were too lost in thought to embarrass yourself until you had made it to the waiting room. you had rather innocently pointed out a small curse, which would have been completely harmless had it not actually been an old woman, and had you not spoken with an inappropriately loud voice. the poor old lady who had fallen subject to your anesthesia induced self gave you an agitated glare as mai waved sheepishly in apology. the moment you guys were out the door, you turned back to glance through the glass.

“we’ll get her later, mai!” you patted her on the back with determination, your voice still muffled in a way that made you sound like you belonged on sesame street. “she can’t fool me, stupid curse!”

had it been anyone else, mai would have simply rolled her eyes and tugged you on, but since it was you, she found herself laughing along, a quiet laugh, like the sound of a wind chime in early spring weather. the sound seemed to catch you off guard, causing you to stop in your antics before turning to face her. she paused when she felt your gaze back on her, looking at her like a kid would look at fireworks for the first time.

she raised an eyebrow at your sudden change in demeanor. “what?”

“your laugh is pretty.” you stated simply, clearly having some pride at being the one to get her to laugh like that.

she turned away for a moment, hoping it would stop you from seeing the flush spreading across her face, knowing you’d never let her live it down. “thanks.” she muttered, praying she sounded at least a little bit cool and composed.

the short walk to the car was filled with you pointing out random cars asking if they were mai’s as you rested your head on her shoulder, before deciding the swelling was too painful for that.

a large grin which quickly turned into a grimace (you really never learned) appeared on your face when mai finally informed you that you’d made it to the right car. she held your hand to support you as you stepped into the seat, and once she’d sat down, reached over to buckle you in. she chose to ignore the over exaggerated wink you sent her way in favor of her own sanity.

as she drove, you babbled on about nonsense like how you were sure noritoshi had made mechamaru to hide the fact that he was secretly a robot, or how after that run you had gotten at the baseball game, you were sure you were destined to quit sorcery to go to the major leagues. to humor you, mai nodded along, before dryly responding that she’d probably be a better fit considering how good she looked in the baseball uniforms.

ignorant of her joking tone, you were quick to agree enthusiastically. “definitely! but i dunno if i’m the best person to ask, because i think you look good in just about anything.” your voice was sincere as you turned fully to look at her with slightly hazy eyes.

before either of you had time to process the admiration you had shown towards her, you glanced back out the window to the familiar sight of your school. you excitedly waved at the sight of todo and noritoshi sparring together. after catching his attention, todo didn’t even bother to stop the roaring laughter that came from your appearance, pointing out to noritoshi the similarities between your current look and his from just a few weeks ago. noritoshi gave todo an annoyed look, before glancing back over to see mai helping you out of the car, once again slinging your arm over her shoulders and supporting you with an arm on your waist.

she tried her best to ignore todo, she really did. though, it wasn’t exactly easy to ignore him when he loudly exclaimed what a ‘lady killer’ mai was. she snapped her gaze to meet his eyes, giving him a cold glare, before continuing to slink you along to your dorm.

when you opened the door to your dorm, the first thing mai noticed was a bulletin board on your wall, decorated with photos of all your friends, which most recently included your classmates. her eyes flicked to a photo of you next to another girl in elementary school with a smile that showed off your gap from missing teeth, and she chuckled softly at the irony of the photo compared to your current situation. her gaze then quickly shifted to a newly added strip of pictures from a photo booth. she smiled fondly at the memory of you, her, miwa, and momo sandwiching yourselves together in the tiny booth to take photos during your shopping trip. they weren’t ‘good’ photos, per say, in fact you guys all looked rather ridiculous trying to pack into frame, but for some reason, mai seemed to soften up at the memory of it, and how happy you looked just to be next to her.

her train of thought was interrupted by you tugging on the hand that didn’t rest on you, making her turn to see you mere inches from her face.

why the hell were you so close???

“yes?” she questioned, hoping to deflect from the fact that she was so obviously gushing over the photos on your wall just moments before.

“will you sleep with me?”

had you not had an arm around her, she probably would have dropped you in that instant. from the way she carried herself to the way she talked to others, most people would assume mai zenin does NOT blush, yet somehow you’d managed to disprove that theory way too many times today.

“WHAT?” it was her turn to be loud for a moment.

“i’m tireddddd” you whined “and you’re so warm.” you had stated it so casually, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

she groaned, as if it would cover up her sheer embarrassment at how bold you were. wordlessly, she walked you to your bed, keeping her grip on your waist secure. it was amazing how gentle she was as she laid you down on that rock solid bed all the dorms were stuck with. she pulled a blanket over you, sitting awkwardly on the edge of the bed in hopes you’d doze off peacefully from there. when she didn’t shift from her position, you looked at her with a confused expression.

“wouldn’t it be more comfortable to lay down?” your words were still slightly slurred together. you rested a hand on hers. “you know i don’t mind.” despite your dazed look, she could tell your words were sincere as your thumb rubbed circles atop her hand.

mai turned to face you full on, her eyes gentle rather than their usual harsh look.

curse you for being so hard to resist.

“fine” her voice was quiet “but only because it’s my job to watch over you.” she stretched out her legs so she was laying down on the bed, pulling the blanket towards her so she could get comfortable.

“you’re so good to me mai.” you smiled. not a pained grimace, or an awkward baring of your teeth, but a smile. “people always seem to be so intimidated by you, but i don’t really get it. you’ve always been so nice to me. it’s nice.”

she didn’t understand how even when you were all loopy, you still managed to have such an effect on her. hesitantly, she reached up to grab your hand, intertwining her fingers with yours.

it seemed the boldness from your anesthesia had rubbed off on her.

before she had time to talk, you continued. “i always feel so glad when we get paired up for missions, you make me feel so safe. like, i know when i’m around you that you’ll protect me. i admire you so much for doing all that for me.”

she went slightly stiff at your...confession? declaration? what exactly would you call that? you had said it so nonchalantly, whether it was out of trying to play off your fear of rejection or legitimate confidence, it was hard to tell.

“plus you’re really pretty.” your hand squeezed hers as you looked suddenly very interested in the pattern of your blanket. it was odd, seeing you get so shy all of a sudden, though she supposed it was somewhat of a win for her.

as you stared sheepishly away from her eyes that traced over every inch of your face, you felt her hand come up to your cheek, tilting you to face her. she continued scanning your face with an impossibly soft expression, before meeting your eyes once again.

“you know i wouldn’t do all that if it was anyone else.” her voice was barely above a whisper as her eyes bore into yours. her face was so close to yours that you could feel her breath fanning lightly across your face. “it’s all for you.” you’d never seen her so earnest before.

you smiled softly at her, even despite the ridiculous bandages around your head, and your chipmunk like cheeks, she still stared at you with so much love.

“you like meeee.” your tone was teasing, but it was obvious to anyone with a pair of eyes that you were just as whipped as her.

“dammit. you figured me out.” she said sarcastically, shuffling forward slightly so you were flush against her.

up close, the tiredness in your glassy eyes was obvious. she sighed to herself, and slowly leaned in to plant a soft kiss on your forehead.

“get some sleep.” she smiled at your eyes struggling to fight open your heavy eyelids. “we have a lot to talk about once the anesthesia wears off.”

maybe todo wasn’t so far off with that ‘lady killer’ comment.

[midnightsconspiracy]

Blame

Blame - @midnightsconspiracy

Summary: Having a baby without telling their father was hard, what was harder was when that baby’s father was Hank Voight

Warnings: None

Word Count: 1900

Requested: Yes!!

‘Hank and the reader had a small fling 2 years ago Hank called it off but what happens when he finds out that the reader son isn’t just hers but his as well.’

A/N: It doesn't really follow the timeline of the requests 2 years, but it's along those lines anyway :):)

Masterlist

Yours and Hank's relationship had seemed perfect at first, well to you anyway. Nothing seemed as though it was out of the ordinary until the man had unexpectedly broken it off.

It had originally started when you had first met him on a case. Originally, you had attended a police scene after his unit had called for a paramedic crew, the sergeant in question having hit the offender a little too hard. Your partner was assigned to look at the perpetrator's wounds, him having come out of that scuffle worst for wear, you on the other hand were sent to look at Voight's beat-up hand. Admittedly, you were a little wary at first, having heard of his tough reputation through the firehouse. But he seemed to be kind to you anyways, and so you ignored those rumours, choosing to decide for yourself instead. And so your relationship grew from there, secretly spending most of your free nights at his place, learning to trust each other implicitly.

As time went on, the two of your learnt to love each other, both scarred from the outcome of previous relationships. Your days were filled with shy smiles from the texts you'd send to each other, and nights with the feeling of one another. Everything had seemed perfect at the time, blissfully unaware of what he was feeling. Yes, he did love you, but the insecurities and comments were eating away at him. Each day he would come into work or go out to his local gentlemen's club and receive judgments on your relationship, about how you were much younger or better looking than him. He took most of the comments to heart despite you telling him otherwise, but who was he going to believe, over 10 of his closest friends and colleagues or his girlfriend? Eventually, he chose his answer, breaking it off before you could object otherwise.

Distraught was the only word that you could use to describe yourself. You were absolutely heartbroken knowing someone you believed loved you threw it all away because of the opinions of others. Not only were you emotionally broken but also physically, feeling like absolute crap, constantly throwing your guts up and in an ever-changing mood. At first, you just blamed it on the stress you were facing, the breakup had been rough and you'd tried your best to change his mind. But it continued on day by day even after you'd accepted what had happened. Confiding in Sylvie about your problems, she seemed worried for you, urging you to go to the doctors for advice. Although you were apprehensive at first, you followed her instructions, seeking Natalie out to check you over.

You played with your hands nervously as you waited for her to come back with the results of the blood tests. At first, you just thought it was the flu, but after each symptom of yours she checked off her list, your mind knew where this was all going. And so as she confirmed what you were thinking, you froze, tears springing to your eyes not knowing what would happen to you or your baby.

That day you had made one of the most important decisions of your life, you would move back home to Virginia and raise the baby with only the help of your family. And so that's what you did, packing your things up into a moving van, putting your apartment for sale and driving to your new home. It was a little challenging at first to adjust to your new life, you missed your friends overwhelmingly having spent nearly every day of the last five years within the walls of that firehouse. But, you knew you had to move on though, probably never going back to Chicago to allow your child a better life. It had crossed your mind once or twice that maybe Hank would want to know about this, be a part of their life, but you just couldn't chance it. He had let you go over the opinions of others so what would stop him from doing similar with this child? You couldn't take that risk though, so as soon as any thought of him would appear, it would disappear soon after.

It was a struggle being a single parent, going through each trimester of your pregnancy alone. Sometimes you wished he would go through the milestones with you, the first sign of a baby bump, the first kick. And you had your family there with you too, but it was never the same as someone you loved. The worst was when you gave birth, all alone, with no one to hold your hand as you experienced the worst pain of your entire life. However, it had led to the best thing, your son, Jackson. Your life had changed overnight, now you not only lived for yourself but also your son.

As he grew up your happiness also increased, loving life just you and your child. Most of the time it was perfect laughing and playing but others you wanted Hank to be there, helping you out with the hard moments. Things with your family worsened as Jackson grew as well, things becoming rocky as they helped you less and less. And so just after you celebrated your sons third birthday, you decided maybe Chicago wasn't so bad. You could reunite with your friends, have some help with Jackson and potentially get your job back at the firehouse. So that's what you did, once again packing your stuff up and moving the both of you into a shared apartment with Sylvie, your rock in all of this.

Your life had suddenly gone back to normal overnight, picking up your career as a paramedic at 51 whilst you got a babysitter from Jackson. The only people that were aware of your presence were those at the firehouse, trying to keep your return in house so as not to raise any unwanted attention. But that had all changed as you and Brett were once again called to a police crime scene. And your prayers weren't answered as you rolled up to one led by intelligence.

As soon as you exited the ambulance you were faced with the entire team with two people needing assistance, the perpetrator and Hank. Sylvie gave you a knowing look as you grabbed the equipment, allowing you to take the bad guy. But as you walked towards the guy, Hank raised his voice, telling Sylvie he wouldn't be treated by her, wanting to talk to you instead. So you both complied, wandering over and grabbing Hank's head to assess his injuries, not wanting to even look him in the eye. You tried to wrap things up as quickly as you could, refusing to talk to him at all.

"You're back," he stated bluntly, needing to know your reasoning behind leaving in the first place. But you wouldn't give him the pleasure, fixing medical tape onto his wound, before packing up your stuff and hightailing it back into the ambulance. Although you were done with him, he definitely wasn't done with you, having heard some interesting rumours about your departure.

Finding out your new address, Hank made it his mission to see you, to explain what he was thinking. Knocking on the door of your apartment, he wished to see your face, having missed you the four years you had been gone. Just after you had moved your life to Virginia, Hank had a revelation, kicking himself for letting go of someone he loved so much. But instead of meeting your beautiful face, he found some random woman, being informed that you no longer lived there. He had been left distraught, leading to months of emotional instability, bottling it up, only to explode with anger and sadness after too long. But now as you opened the door, he smiled, glad that it was actually you this time.

"Why are you here?" You asked, wedging your body between the door and its frame, not wanting him to spot your child who was happily playing inside.

"I wanted to see you, I missed you," he confessed, wary at your suspicious behaviour.

"Missed me? You broke-"

"Mommy?" Being cut off from your angry rant, your eyes widened at the sound of your son, knowing you would have to reveal him to his father. Picking your toddler up, you tried to close the door, hoping to defuse the situation. Unlucky for you, Hank stopped the door from closing, pushing inside of your apartment.

"Mommy huh?" He questioned, confused at how you had a child.

"What's your name buddy?"

"Jackson," your son replied, blissfully unaware of who this man was and what havoc he was causing.

"And how old are you?" The cogs were turning in Hanks mind, could this child be his?

"I just turned three!" The exclamation from the child, confirmed it all, he was this boys father and you hadn't told him. Straightening up he looked you in the eyes, an angry look on his face.

"Hey, buddy why don't you play in your bedroom?" And with that, you brought your son back into his room, closing the door behind you.

"He's mine isn't he?" Hank questioned that eerily quiet voice piercing your ears. Yes, you hadn't told him, but it was to protect you and your son! Not trusting your voice you nodded your head, giving him the confirmation he needed.

"And you didn't think to tell me?" He roared, his anger overflowing, grabbing your arms to get you to look at him.

"It was to protect him, if you could easily get rid of me, what was stopping you from getting rid of him too?" You cried, knowing what you did was wrong.

"And you didn't think I could make that chose myself?" You could see the tears in the man's eyes, his voice crackling as he realised this was as much his fault as it was yours. You had made the choice but he was ultimately to blame. Bringing you into his arms, you both cried, equally regretting your decisions. Looking back up at him, your feeling flooded back, remembering how much you really loved this man. And so at that moment, you decided that Hank should be part of your boy's life, Jackson was as much his as he was yours.

So that evening was spent introducing the pair, watching as they got along like a house on fire. Hank's experience raising a child previously meant he knew how to please a child, allowing them to bond as father and son. Every time he looked at you, your original feelings intensified, understanding why you had originally thought that he would make a great father. In Hanks mind he was feeling overwhelming joy, the last few years had been so tough for him and this, this was all he could ever want. He had loved Justin with all his heart, but since he had died a black void had overtaken his heart. His grandson had briefly filled it, but that had been taken away again as they left as well. Finally, he had something that could fill this hole, a woman he loved infinitely and had made the biggest mistake of his life by letting her go. And a son, that he would hopefully watch grew up day by day, as a nice, happy family.

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Hi there!

I hope you're doing great. Ehm... May I requests Law for either the romantic or the Angst alphabet? I just can't decide that and would like you to choose from it.

I'm really looking forward to your work. Other than that have a nice day/eve. ♡

Fluff Alphabet - Trafalgar Law

a/n: hi there!!! thank you for requesting and for your kind words 💓 I chose the fluff alphabet because our man has suffered enough and I couldn’t handle writing out angst for him 🙃 ANWAYSSSS pls enjoy x

A-Activities (what do they like to do with their s/o? How do they spend their free time with them?)

During the little free time he has, Law loves to spend it with you doing anything lowkey. He’s usually pretty exhausted from everything going on, so taking some time to wind down and read a good book with you tucked him next to him reading you’re a book of your own is his ideal way to spend time with you.

That being said, if you are a person who prefers to do something active, Law won’t say no to that (so long as it’s not Luffy level active).

B-Beauty (what do they admire about their s/o? what do they think is beautiful about them?)

Law admires your way of thinking. You always seem to bring a fresh, unique perspective and now he can’t help but ask for your input on everything. This is also what he finds the most beautiful about you. He’s never been one to care that much about what is on the outside. To Law, it’s what is on the inside that counts (who knew law was so cliché;)). Your mind and the way it works is a wonder to behold and Law counts himself very lucky that he is the one that gets to see you in action the most.

C-Comfort (how would they help their s/o when they feel down/have a panic attack etc.?)

Law takes a very pragmatic approach when it comes to comforting his s/o. He’s a doctor, so its only natural for him to think in this way. He asks you directly what’s wrong and how he could help – it’s the most logical thing to do and the quickest way to ensure you are feeling comforted.

D-Dreams (how do they picture the future with their s/o?)

In the future Law wants to live a simple, quiet life with you. Somewhere secluded and far away from all the noise and chaos of the world. You’ll live in a nice house (nothing too fancy), with a child or two running around acting out their parents’ infamous pirate adventures.

E-Equal (are they the dominant one in the relationship or rather passive?)

He tends to take the more dominant role in the relationship. For the sake of your safety and his sanity, he prefers to be the one to take charge with you following his lead. But, he does still value your input in almost all decisions.

F-Fight (would they be easy to forgive their s/o? How are they fighting?)

Your fights tend to be pretty short lived resulting in forgiveness and apologies from both sides relatively quickly. He really doesn’t like to stay mad at you for too long – he’d much rather have you two on the same page.

Most fights are caused by stress and concerns of health and safety, so Law does a lot of eye rolling and using his title as a ‘doctor’ as justification that he knows what he’s doing so you just need to chill – but like I said these fights are very short lived.

G-Gratitude (how grateful are they in general? Are they aware of what their s/o is doing for them?)

Before he met you, Law’s life was very dull. Yes, he has his fair share of adventures and fun with his crew, but there was something missing from his life. But then you came along, bringing a little more colour into his life. Instead of being exhausted and tense from dealing with everything alone, you forced your way in and pried him open, allowing him to share his burdens. For that, Law is eternally grateful.

H-Honesty (do they have secrets they hide from their s/o? Or do they share everything?)

Initially, Law tried to hide quite a lot. He was very selective about the information he shared with you. It’s not that he didn’t trust you, he just struggled to share things with others – his past has made him very closed off. But, before he knew it you managed to weasel your way in, and soon he found himself confiding in you about everything. The only time he ever keeps a secret is if knowing it will jeopardize your safety.

I-Inspiration (did their s/o change them somehow, or the other way around? Like trying out new things or helped them overcome personal problems?)

I touched on this a little bit before, but you were able to teach Law the relief and comfort that comes with trusting and relying on others. Because of you, he was able to learn that its important to not deal with everything on your own.

J-Jealousy (do they get jealous easily? How do they deal with it?).

It’s not often that Law gets jealous. It’s an ugly emotion, plus he feels no need to be jealous since he trust you with his whole heart. However, if he was to get jealous, he is definitely the quiet jealous type. His fists clench a little tighter, his frown deepens ever so slightly, and he just doesn’t speak. He doesn’t ignore you though, rather he chooses to curt replies until he eventually gets over it or if it’s really bothering him he may bring it up with you.

K-Kisses (are they a good kisser? What was the first kiss like?).

He is a very inexperienced kisser, not having (or wanting) many romantic relationships in his past. Even so, he’s surprisingly not horrible (but not great either) at kissing. Maybe it has something to do with his deep knowledge and understanding of the way the human body works. Unfortunately, during your first kiss he tried to rely a little too much on his ‘knowledge’ rather than melting in to it. It wasn’t a horrible first kiss, it just felt a little stiff. The desire was there, but it was as if he were afraid to give in to the emotions he was feeling and reading your signals. However, after a little communication and guidance he’s now an expert.

L-Love confession (how would they confess to their s/o?)

It was in the heat of the moment after you had done something completely and utterly stupid, that almost cost you your life. He wasn’t intending on doing it right then and there, in fact he actually had a whole plan of how and when he was going to tell you how he felt. But seeing you lying in the infirmary after having to operate on you was more than he could handle and before he knew it the words just slipped out.

M-Marriage (do they want to get married? How do they propose? What would the marriage be like?)

Marriage is indeed something Law wants. You wouldn’t expect it but after you two officially got together, it wasn’t more than a month before Law started thinking about marriage. He knows now isn’t the time for marriage, but it’s definitely in his plans for the next few years or so.

His proposal is going to be low key. The two of you would have to be alone with no other people around – maybe while you two are lying in bed one night, he just pops the question. And as with the proposal, your wedding would also be low key. No big party or ceremony, just you two and the people closest to you (bepo definitely officiates).

N-Nicknames (what do they call their s/o?)

‘Babe’ or your name are his usual choices for when you are around other people. But occasionally when he’s on the verge of falling asleep he’ll let out a yawn followed by a sleepy “babyyyy”.

O-On cloud nine (what are they like when they are in love? Is it obvious for others? How do they express their feelings?)

When Law is in love he tends to keep his cool and collected façade. But on the inside he’s a babbling, nervous mess. He doesn’t do anything particularly out of the ordinary other than making a bit more of an attempt at conversing with you. He loves hearing you talk and rambling on about things you’re passionate about so he does try to find any excuse to talk to you.

P-PDA (are they upfront about their relationship? Do they brag with their s/o in front of others? Or are they rather shy to kiss etc. when others are watching?)

PDA is something Law isn’t the biggest fan of. He’ll stand next to you and be in close proximity while sharing a few glances, but other than that he won’t engage in PDA. Law considers that sort of thing to be private and intimate so he likes to keep it between the two of you. Occasionally, if you are feeling a little extra needy he may give in to a quick hug or forehead kiss.

Q-Quirk (some random ability they have that is beneficial in a relationship?)

It may not come as that much of a surprise but, Law can make one hell of a cup of coffee (actually any hot drink really). His perfect brew definitely comes in handy.

R-Romance (how romantic are they? What would they do to make their s/o happy? Cliché or rather creative?)

Oh boy, he is way more romantic than anyone would ever realize. He loves doing little things for you just to see that sweet smile on your face. It makes his heart swell with happiness.

S-Support (are they helping their s/o achieve their goals do they believe in them?)

Rather than being the consistently positive support, Law provides you with constructive criticism and things that can actively help you achieve your goals. He’s a realist, so doesn’t think only saying “you can do it” or “it’s only a minor setback” is the way to go. He still says those things because they are true – Law honestly believes you can do whatever you set your mind to, however, constructive criticism is needed in addition to this.

The key take away here is: YES. Law believes you can achieve all your hopes and dreams.

T-Thrill (do they need to try out new things to spice out your relationship or do they prefer certain routine?)

Law needs routine, especially in your relationship. You have continued doing the same things in your relationship since you first got together because it works. Why would he want to change what works? It’s safe, it’s familiar, and it’s comfortable.

That being said, he’s not opposed to the idea of spicing things up. If you ever felt like trying something new (or even if he starts to feel bored about something), he would be open to the idea. Who knows, maybe the new thing you try could even become a part of your routine.

U-Understanding (how good do they know their partner? Are they empathetic?)

It’s no surprise that he is very adept at reading people, he’s on to it and has exceptional observation skills. He uses these skills with you as well.

He knows what it’s like to be consumed by emotions (in fact he knows that too well), and while with most, he’s the type to keep his emotions hidden, when it comes to you he shares his emotions to help you realize that he also knows how it feels and that you are not alone.

V-Value (how important is the relationship to them? What is its worth in comparison to other things in their life?).

Your relationship is a top priority in his life. He’s lost everyone he ever cares about (other than his crew) and there is no way he is going to lose you too. The only thing that may potentially rival your relationship is his goal of taking revenge on Doflamingo.

W-Wild card (a random fluff headcanon?)

There’s nothing he loves more than you running your hands through his hair while his head is on your chest or stomach. He automatically leans into your hand every time. He feels the safest in this position.

X-XOXO (Are they very affectionate? Do they love to kiss and cuddle?)

Like I said before, he is affectionate but it’s mainly when the two of you are alone. Those displays of affection are for the two of you and no one else. But, when the two of you are alone he absolutely loves cuddles (especially lying with his head on your lap or chest).

Y- Yearning (how will they cope when they are missing their partner?)

He gets stressed when you’re not around for more than one reason. Firstly, you can’t help to calm him down and force him to take a breather. Secondly, he’s constantly worried about your safety and wellbeing.

Honestly, the only way he copes with it is by stressing (I know it’s not coping at all but I mean that’s Law for you LMAO).

Z-Zeal (are they willing to go to great lengths for the relationship? If so, what kind?)

Law would put his life on the line for your relationship. He doesn’t want to lose someone he cares about – not again. He can’t handle that sort of pain, so if it was required of him, he would gladly give his life.

[genshin-obsessed]

THAT XIAO IMAGINE HURT MY HEART OMFG. Would you possibly consider writing something similar to that for Diluc where maybe Diluc is spending so much time with Lumine that the reader separates herself from them and tries to leave because reader believes Diluc loves Lumine? God my heaaaaaaaaaaaaaart 😭😭😭😭😭

I FOUND IT! I finally found it😭😭 I really thought I lost this and was a little upset, but I found it. Ok, so I took pointers from the last one and the ending isn’t as angsty as I want. I hope I don’t disappoint with it though! It also turned out to be much longer than I expected. Wanna guess how long before I start hating this banner too? I give it a week before I never wanna see its face again. Length: 1.8k

Pointless

You and Diluc had a beautiful and healthy relationship. You two had been together for about three and a half years. You had met while you were still a novice adventurer. You were extremely shy and reserved, but he found it adorable. He found himself so attached, he was unable to think of anything but you when you weren’t around him.

He often found himself seeking you out, needing the attention and happiness you brought him. Within a few months, Diluc knew what was happening. He was in love. He was so madly in love he couldn’t help it. He found himself getting jealous, wanting to keep your attention on him and only him. Finally, he pushed himself to confess. To his pleasant surprise, you agreed, claiming you liked him as well.

Ever since then, your life was amazing. It was filled with joy every single day. You often woke up, feeling brighter than ever, knowing your life was blessed. You knew Diluc was the man you wanted to spend the rest of your life with.

Knew.

Then she came along. Lumine. The beautiful blonde girl, one who wasn’t from this world. She was able to wield anemo and geo powers without needing a vision. She helped Diluc, Venti, and Jean with the Dvalin issue. Diluc promised you that after he was done with that problem, he’d be back with you. But he never did.

After Dvalin, Lumine said she needed help with her adventuring and he went with her. Now, normally you wouldn’t mind it. Lumine had learned about Diluc’s side job- the Darknight Hero- and she needed help. But Diluc never came to your adventures with you. Not to mention, he didn’t tell you about his Darknight Hero job until you found out two years in. It hurt that you felt as if Lumine was getting different treatment.

You would often go to the manor to find out that Diluc had already left with Lumine on some stupid escapade. Finally, you’d hit a wall. What were you supposed to do? Break up with him and then do what? Watch as he continued to live life with Lumine? Were you supposed to smile and wave every time you saw him? Were you supposed to pretend you weren’t shattered that Diluc actually found a woman of his caliber?

Your mind was plagued with thoughts like that, so much so, that you would get distracted. Of course, you hadn’t realized how dangerous that was… until you were here.

You screamed as a mitachurl shield bashed you, causing you to fly back and roll on the ground.

“Oh, I hate my life.” You groaned, pushing yourself to stand. The world was spinning and your vision was blurred. The pain shot through your body and you prepared to die. Maybe Diluc would regret something if that happened. As the strength drained from your body and you prepared to surrender, you felt arms surround you. Your body was enveloped in warmth as you were quickly moved away.

Unable to tell what was happening, you went along with it as you felt your back touch a tree. You slid down as the dark figure moved away. You touched your aching head and noted they returned in a few minutes.

“D-Diluc?” They crouched down in front of you and took your head into their hands.

“Diluc? I don’t know who that is.” They said. Finally, your vision cleared up and you gazed into beautiful, golden eyes. “Are you ok?” He had green hair, beautiful eyes, and a purple diamond on his forehead.

“I uh… y-yeah…” You mumbled, feeling your cheeks flushing a deep red.

“You’re red. Are you sure?” You nodded, pushing him away and standing up. However, you stood up too quickly and felt the world spin. But before you could fall, the man had caught you again. “Careful!”

“I… I’m sorry.” You mumbled, before relaxing into his arms. Shy or not, you don’t know how badly you’d been hurt.

“Just… stay still.” He mumbled, picking you up with ease. You let your head rest on his chest, closing your eyes for a minute. In your time of need, your boyfriend didn’t save you… why? Because he chose to be out with another girl. Yet this random man, he was here for you. He did save you.

***

“Will you be ok?” The man asked as you walked out of the healing house. You nodded to him.

“Yes. Thank you so much for bringing me here. I really appreciate it. I-I’m (f/n).”

“I know… I’m Xiao.”

“Xiao… it’s nice to meet you.” You beamed, holding your hand out. He stared at it for a minute before taking it in his and giving it a gentle shake.

***

Ever since that day, you’d felt less hopeless. You hadn’t been as worried about Diluc because you had Xiao. Xiao had mentioned he’d seen you plenty of times while you were adventuring. He mentioned he thought you were strong, but didn’t understand what had gone wrong the day he met you. You chose to lie and say it was because you were tired but needed the commission money. He called you careless for taking on a job you were too tired to handle. He also added that he’d been joining you every now and then to make sure you stayed in one piece.

However, as the days went on, Xiao accompanied you on more and more adventures. You’d started to forget about Diluc and felt less and less burdened by him choosing a new girl. In fact, it had been weeks since you’d seen him. You two still met up every now and then for some pathetic date, but even that stopped.

You opted to spend time with Xiao, someone who could help you forget your worries. You’d almost completely forgotten Diluc… until you saw him.

You and Xiao were in Liyue looking at some wares, when you saw bright red hair in the distance. Your heart stopped and you felt the anxiety start to build up. But the thing that hurt the most… was that Lumine was with him. You had no idea what to do. Well… there was one thing. You moved yourself directly in front of Xiao, whose back was facing Diluc and Lumine.

“Hm? What’s wrong?” You looked up at him with glossy eyes.

“I’m… sorry but c-can we s-stay like this? Fo-for a minute?” Xiao was hesitant, but nodded.

“Yeah, sure.” You let your gaze fall on his chest, but all you could think about was Diluc and Lumine. He… really did love her. It hurt, even now, it hurt so bad. It tore your heart to shreds.

As Diluc and Lumine started to walk away, you moved Xiao so that he could hide your figure. It didn’t take a genius to figure out you were hiding from someone.

“So, that’s Diluc. Nothing special.”

“What?” 

“That’s him. The man you’re with, correct?” You immediately shook your head, but Xiao looked at you, silencing any protests. “I know. I saw you two together. About three years ago. You two were happy. I’m assuming that’s his new woman.”

“You...knew?”

“I knew of you two three years ago. I didn’t know anything about him. I figured he must’ve been Diluc when you called out to him six months ago.” The day he saved you. “Tell me.”

You broke. Xiao took you to a secluded spot where you told him everything. You couldn’t tell, but Xiao was furious. He hated how you’d been treated. Someone like you deserved the world, all the love the world could offer, yet… here you were crying about some idiot who couldn’t even treat you right.

“Maybe there’s something wrong with me.” You said, tears sliding down your cheeks. “She’s better. Lumine is stronger, she’s beautiful, she’s talented, she doesn’t even need a vision, she’s… better in every single way.” Xiao took your face, lifting your head to meet his eyes gently.

“I don’t think so.”

“But h-he wants her. N-not me…” His thumbs brushed away your tears.

“So?”

“Wh-what do you mean so? I love him and I-”

“Don’t need him.” You looked up at his gorgeous gold eyes.

“What?”

“You don’t need him. You want him. You want him back and for him to love you, but you don’t need him. You’ve stopped needing him since we met. Admit it.” He was right. With Xiao, you’d almost completely forgotten Diluc. Almost as if you’d moved on already.

“But…”

“It’s ok. It’s ok to move on so quickly. It’s ok to no longer want to spend your life with someone. It’s ok to let go.”

“Xiao…” You hadn’t even noticed his lips getting closer and closer until they were almost touching yours. But, Xiao pulled away and let go of you.

“You don’t need him.” Xiao stood up and patted your head, before walking away. You watched his figure disappear before leaning against the wall behind you. Maybe… he was right.

After a few minutes of contemplating, you stood up, feeling a great weight lifted off your chest. Yeah, you didn’t need Diluc anymore. Might as well officially break up with him.

You took a few deep breaths before scouting out Diluc. It wasn’t too hard, he stood out quite a bit.

“Diluc.” He turned around and his vermillion eyes widened.

“(f-f/n). Hi.”

“Hey, can we talk in private?” He nodded as Lumine left and you pulled him aside. For some reason, you felt no fear or anxiety. Just… peace. “I think we should break up.”

“Wh-what?”

“I think we should end this… whatever this is. Because let’s be honest, it’s not a relationship anymore.”

“B-but. Wait a minute, d-don’t do this-”

“I didn’t do anything. You did. I’m just going along with your lead.” You could see the sadness in his eyes but you refused to let it get to you. “You want Lumine, right? It’s ok! I’m completely fine with it. She’s a better option, I know. She’s strong, talented, beautiful, just better. Isn’t she?”

“But wait! You can’t just do this. You can’t leave me. I-”

“Don’t need you.” Diluc stared at you with wide eyes as you recalled Xiao’s words. It felt so good to say it out loud.

“What?”

“I don’t need you. You don’t want me. So why are we wasting our time like this?”

“Please don’t do this.”

“Why? What do you want from me? We haven’t even seen each other in over a month. There’s no point in trying to revive this relationship. There’s nothing left of it and to be frank… I don’t want it.” You gave him a hug, one he was barely able to reciprocate before you pulled away. However, he grabbed your hand.

“Please (f/n).”

“No. You want Lumine. Have her.” You shook his hand off and smiled brightly before leaving. You felt tears well up in your eyes again but it was ok. You knew it was ok, even as they slid down your cheeks.

Xiao smiled to himself as he leaned against the roof. He closed his eyes, engraving his mind with your figure. The way your hair flowed behind you, the way the sun shone down on your figure, the way you confidently smiled and walked away, it was all so beautiful and perfect.

“I have fallen in love with an exceptional woman…”

[lucy-sky]

luucccyyyy luuuceee if you havee timeee,,,,, i have,,,,, a zaphod request,,,,, like,,, the reader and zaphod just dancing like dumbasses in some outer space club, having fun and mayhaps it leads to a love confession? it can come from either person like in the heat of the dance (or after) they just confess how happy @ other person makes them sumn like that??? [you can 100% take ur time/do this whenever u wanna, ik u're in your shea era ;))) ]

Bri, love!!! HAPPY TOWEL DAY TO YOU!!!

Thanks so much for this request (it was highly motivating!!) and also I’m sorry - I haven’t written anything for almost 5 months so I became super rusty and it took me ages to write this small thingy.

The Longest Party (Zaphod Beeblebrox x Fem!Reader)

1,133 words, no warnings; see a couple of notes in the end.

Where did you meet Zaphod Beeblebrox? At the party, of course! Where else? It’s a good question what brought him on your planet, in your country and your town, in that same nightclub you went with a bunch of friends that night. No one can tell, even Zaphod himself. All you know is that the attraction was instant and mutual, probably because you both have always been a little bit crazy and adventurous.

He was fun and charming, and slightly (okay, not slightly) weird, but being normal is so boring, right? After quite a few drinks he decided to tell you where he’s from, and of course you didn’t believe him at first, but still chose to play along.

“This party is getting so boring, baby doll! I know a much better place for the both of us…” he said, leaning closer to you and smirking as if he was telling you a secret.

“I bet you have an eye for really good parties, huh?” you raised your eyebrow.

“I sure do,” still smirking, he grabbed your hand. “Look, my ship’s parked nearby…”

“Ship?..”

“Yeah, the spaceship I told you about! Wanna see it?”

He was truly ridiculous, that guy. But at this point you got adventurous enough to say “Why not?”

Honestly, you expected to see anything, except… the actual spaceship. Maybe you just drank too much, fell asleep at the party, and it was your dream?.. No, y/n… You simply couldn’t be that drunk. It was really happening.

“You coming, doll?” Zaphod waved at you. For a few moments you hesitated. Some of your girlfriends considered leaving the party with a stranger already extreme enough, and you were about to go to another planet with a guy you knew for only like a couple of hours… Insane! Then again… When else you could possibly have a chance like that?

“Darlin’?”

“I uh… You know, I should be at work on Monday morning,” you blurted.

“So? It’s Saturday night, doll, we’ve got plenty of time,” he shrugged. “It’s not that far anyways. Oh, and don’t worry, you won’t need to hitch a ride back - I’m a gentleman after all,” he laughed, and then extended his hand. “Come on, it’s gonna be fun, promise.”

You took his hand, not knowing yet this decision was about to change your life forever.

How many parties have you attended with Zaphod since then? One wilder than another, in different parts of the galaxy, places you could never imagine even in the craziest dreams. You sang, danced to all kinds of music until you could hardly stand, drank all sorts of cocktails, and saw so many gorgeous sunrises together. With him, it was never boring, you really enjoyed his company, and he seemed to enjoy yours as well.

Beeblebrox wasn’t perfect though. You found out very soon about how much he loved himself. You also couldn’t imagine talking to him about any serious stuff. Zaphod hated to be bored and didn’t like thinking too much. And it was okay, until you started to realize you were growing a bit too fond of him, more than you wish you were. It wasn’t good at all. Zaphod was fun to hang out with, but falling for him? Nope, he was far from being boyfriend material. You decided that if he doesn’t take anything seriously, you shouldn’t either. Just have fun while you can. You’re such a lucky girl after all! Not that many people from the Earth have a chance to see the galaxy.

The party you attended that night was by far the most epic event you’ve ever seen. The Longest And The Most Destructive Cocktail Party* - that’s how it’s called. People say it’s been occurring for four generations at least! And it started with a bunch of drunken rocket scientists - who knew the nerdy guys could party that hard?..

“So, who was that guy you’ve been talking to, huh?” Zaphod asked casually, twirling you around.

“Oh, you totally won’t believe it! That was Loki** himself!”

“Who?..”

“Loki, you know, scandinavian god of mischief. Come on, Zaphod, don’t tell me you’ve never heard of him!”

“Ah, that Loki…” He shrugged as if it was some random guy next door. “How do you know that’s really him anyways?”

“Well, he showed me how he can shapeshift, he turned into his brother Thor, and then…”

“Ugh, can’t believe you’re that easily impressed,” Zaphod rolled his eyes and you frowned.

“Hey, what’s the matter with you? If I didn’t know you, I’d say you’re pretty jealous,” you told him teasingly.

“Me? Jealous? Ah, come on! I know that there’s no one like me in this Galaxy,” he laughed.

“Yeah, of course you do,” you muttered. It’s just Zaphod being Zaphod, what else to expect from him after all?

“What’s wrong, doll?” As much as Zaphod could be a complete dumbass at times (or most of the time, to be completely honest), he was quite good at noticing the changes in your mood, so you tried to shake it off. What did you tell yourself? Just enjoy partying while you can, there’s no need to ruin it.

“Nothing,” you beamed at him. “See, I’m smiling!”

“Oh good!” he grinned back at you, reaching your chin with his fingers, “‘Cause I want the girl I love to smile, yeah?”

“Wait, what?..” your eyes widened as you stopped dancing.

“Huh?..” Zaphod seemed pretty confused.

“What did you just say? I mean… I probably misheard you, or did you say the uh… L-word?..”

“The what word?...... Oh. Oooh…” You could see the realization hit him, and for a little while you were just staring at each other, standing awkwardly in the middle of the dancefloor. “Well zark… Guess that just slipped from my tongue, doll,” he giggled a little nervously.

You blinked for a second, and then… You couldn’t really tell how it happened, who exactly made the first move, but all of a sudden your lips were on his, his lips were on yours and you kissed each other so passionately as if your life depended on that. And honestly? It suddenly felt just right.

“Zaphod,” you breathed out after what seemed like forever, when your lips finally parted.

“Yeah,” he murmured dreamily, cupping your face with both his hands.

“Are you… squeezing my butt with the third hand?..”

“Oh, that…” he giggled again, releasing you from his embrace. “I thought you were about to trip so I just… caught you.”

“That’s okay, I don’t really mind,” you smirked, taking his hand and letting your fingers entwine. “So, Beeblebrox… Are we dancing or what?..”

“We absolutely are, baby doll,” he grinned and pulled you closer, swaying to the music.

And it was just right as well.

The Longest Party kept going.

◤━━━━━ ☆. ☪ .☆ ━━━━━◥

* “The longest and most destructive party ever held is now into its fourth generation and still no one shows any signs of leaving. Somebody did once look at his watch, but that was eleven years ago now, and there has been no follow up.” ― Douglas Adams, Life, the Universe and Everything

** In Life, the Universe and Everything, Trillian met Thor at this party, so I just thought why Loki couldn’t be there too? He totally could, right?.. :)

[liesfallaciesfabrications]

Mr. Queen Analysis

My take on the rather heartbreaking and vague ending of the KDrama, Mr. Queen.

  Okay, I’ve been thinking long and hard on this subject (way too much) and have come to the following consensus:

Bong-Hwan and So Yong are both versions of the same soul. What got me thinking about this was that scene in episode 5 where SoBong talks about original and past lives but then mentions parallel time-streams. To illustrate, she draws two lines running side by side and explains how a past life can be in one and the original/current being in the other. This had me stumped a bit, and I thought it a bit random that they put that in there, but then I looked up “reincarnation and parallel lives” and there’s a surprising number of articles on it - though obviously not conclusive or scientific as it involves spirituality. 

Episode 5 also explains why time in the present is flowing at the same rate as the past, which we discovered when BH’s consciousness briefly reentered his body and explain why they chose to reveal that fact. Time isn’t linear here but more fluid with both versions existing simultaneously - harkening back to the two lines Mr. Queen drew to illustrate.

The reincarnation theory would explain many of the elements of the story that I found hard to accept. For example:

If So Yong’s separate soul was in there with Bong Hwan’s soul then why did he never feel her? In fact, the show repeatedly makes reference to the idea that Bong Hwan does not feel another soul and attributes characteristics of SY to the body (telling her after the kiss that the soul is in control of the body so she ought to behave and in another scene he tries to get her soul to return by addressing the lake - where he believes she is hiding).  The only time he accuses her of being a separate entity inside of him is when he wants an excuse for his feelings and reactions to CJ. The “it must have been her that took control. If I knew it was CJ I would have....still enjoyed it?!? What’s wrong with me?” moments. LOL What if the reason he couldn’t feel another presence was because there wasn’t another? He merely had his consciousness wake up in the body of his past life but didn’t realize it.

It would explain the gradual integration of both personalities. For example, when CJ returns the book to Mr. Queen, she never thinks of herself as NOT being the girl from the well as she did when he first confesses his love for her at the lake. As BH spends more time in her previous body, the lines become more blurred not just in memory but also in identity because he IS her. If they were two separate souls, I don’t think she would have that same reaction nor do I see anything to indicate that So Yong “took over” in that moment or any other. Memories were accessed, personality traits were mingling, but we saw SY come out in episode 20...that personality was immediately recognizable. Fantastic acting by SHS - especially as she had me loving the one and hating the other, despite being both.

It would explain why Mr. Queen falls for CJ so hard, despite his initial protests. I never liked the idea of his feelings being manipulated, but I can get on board with the idea that he accepts his feelings for CJ because this is a man that some part of him has always loved - and falls in love with “again” through their shared experiences and journey.

It would also explain the question of why Bong Hwan. What was the connection between this man and So Yong? They are reincarnations of each other. When So Yong was feeling hopeless and needed strength, she pulled upon her stronger version of herself to help her - made possible in that moment when she desperately wanted to give up on life and he desperately wanted to live. She came to him in that pool and appeared to the queen again when she was looking for answers in the lake. This does not give the impression of a soul cruelly imprisoned in her own body against her will. 

It would also explain why, when Bong Hwan briefly went back to his body, So Yong did not reappear. She wasn’t being suppressed. She purposefully had her reincarnated self come to give her strength and was not ready at that time to assume her life again. I found her choice of words at Byeong-In’s grave to to be telling. She said he always knew where to find her whenever she was hiding. It’s also why I believe BI didn’t realize Mr. Queen wasn’t SY - for the same reason CJ doesn’t at the end of the drama. These two men, both of whom deeply love her, could sense it was her, just in reverse order. CJ-SB-SY and BI-SY-SB.

It would also solve the pesky issue of why BH is an overall better person - not just at the moment of his return but before. Someone on Reddit mentioned the implausibility of CJ’s political accomplishments causing a ripple effect to change BH, and I agree. However, if we look at BH as SY’s reincarnation, then the positive attributes he now displays in the altered timeline can be accounted for because he prevented his previous incarnation from killing herself, therefore in his next lifetime his soul didn’t carry those grudges. This fits with the idea of reincarnation as a person’s life experiences and emotions/grudges/regrets/mindset at death will determine the psychological and even physical manifestation of their next life. 

SY was told by evil Kim that she had no power b/c she was a woman - next life is a man. 

SY had her love cruelly rejected - next life is a playboy who doesn’t seem to believe in love. 

SY felt that she was living a lie - next life is a man who doesn’t care who he offends with his opinion and does what he wants when he wants - to the point of selfishness - though this changes when he prevents many of these resentments by his actions in the past. 

Finally, it would explain why CJ is so “oblivious” at end of the show. He promised when he returned the book to SB that he would never fail to recognize her, and he doesn’t. While her personality has changed, it’s intrinsically also the same person, though this is the area I felt the writers dropped the ball in execution, but I get that they were pressed for time. The implications of this aspect also seem to be what KJH meant in his comment to a fan’s question of whether the king knew that BH had left.That it didn’t matter: SY or BH didn’t matter, only how CJ saw her.

So why send BH back? I believe they did it because it wouldn't make sense for him to live a life he essentially already lived as SY. Reincarnation is meant to be for a soul to grow and spiritually evolve, which it could not do by simply repeating what it had already done. Also, for some reason (I suspect so as not to offend Koreans by skipping over one of the most prominent historical figures in their culture - Queen Min), they still have CJ dying at age 32. This can be seen in the book BH is looking at when he's seeing his portrait, and is mentioned as early as episode 1. This was never going to be a happy ending for CJ/BH in the sense that many viewers wanted. Rather, he was going to facilitate the relationship of SY/CJ so that his previous life could run its course...ugh, I feel sick typing that out...with the hope that they meet again in another lifetime. Our SB is many things but trapped in Joseon without modern medicine, a miracle worker she is not. CJ dies without any heirs; his baby with the queen dies at just six months. If the BH decided to stay for love and then lost the baby and CJ, that would be just as heartbreaking for me as the ending I received. 

Wiki and other sources speculate the CJ was poisoned by the Andong Kims, but many historians (including Bong Hwan’s mother, it seems) dispute that fact as it would serve no purpose since he was a puppet king and since his death then allowed the Jo family to briefly take control until King Gojong’s father pretty much crushed both the Kims and the Jos. In reality, he probably died of unhealthy habits and a life of excess. In the show’s world, who knows...cancer or any number of possible illnesses that could not be treated at that time. During the banquet planning, we see CJ suffer a nosebleed. In the spinoff, Mr. Queen mentions how CJ is trying hard not to collapse from the strain of his burdens. These could be hints left by writers to indicate that CJ’s health has been compromised by the grueling struggles and stress he’s had to endure, not to mention allowing himself to get blown up.

They writers did give us the hope for another reunion - perhaps in BH’s lifetime or perhaps another one. It’s why I think they tried to imply a SY/CJ connection in the Bamboo Forest prequel (the only prequel in the spinoff) as well as end Bamboo Forest with a reincarnation wish. The setup seemed quite intentional and in specific order. The prequel created a sense of destiny. The next segment was about Mr. Queen confirming if it was just his body or his soul that was attracted to CJ...literally the words out of the character’s mouth...and they gave an answer to that with the last shot. The final segment introduced the wish for CJ to meet his queen again, and he is clearly thinking of Mr. Queen - so why the prequel, which would seem to introduce a separate love interest, unless it’s actually not because they’re one and the same with the middle segment emphasizing the genuine attraction and love for each other.

This might not be everyone’s cup of tea; it certainly wasn’t mine, and I think the writers should have handled the leaving better instead of going for an quasi mind-wipe of all the characters’ remembrances of Mr. Queen. I mean, CJ went from being horrified at Mr. Queen acting like a perfect little queen for a few seconds a mere handful of episodes ago to just asking "why the formality" at a more permanent display of temperament and seemed practically oblivious otherwise. Then Choi and Yeon were "shocked" when So Yong didn't revert to her witch of the palace act and chastise the maids that were laughing by the pond - as if Mr. Queen didn't already change that way of thinking months ago. Not to mention that they were also nonplussed by the fact that their relationship to the queen had gone from being regarded as family back to a servant/master status quo. Even with the soulmate angle, there was to much deus ex machina thrown in. The idea of soul mates is a romantic one, but the execution of it fell through.

They should have never gone with the reincarnation route, especially if they were never intending to let SY have a true voice in the drama, even if it’s just a final conversation between herself and BH before he leaves, made possible in that split second before true separation. Viewers never got to bond with her, and in those moments we did see her, she was either a watered down version of the personality we were emotionally invested in or emphasized the opposite characteristics (demure, feminine, etc...) that we loved Mr. Queen for rejecting. Also, this angle gives us no true feeling of completeness and satisfaction. SY is with CJ in the past - we won't see them develop their feelings for each other and grow to like them as a couple. BH is in the present but who knows if he'll find CJ's reborn soul and happiness with whoever it is. Promises without fulfillment demand too much from the audience to fill in the blanks. If that's the case, next time just give us a tag line and tell the audience to imagine the rest.

Even if they share the same soul, we are given two distinct personalities and not enough connection between them in terms of their recognizing each other, acknowledging their feelings for CJ to each other in some sort of passing the flame moment that would make it feel more homogeneous and prevent feelings of resentment at what we perceive as an injustice to a personality we adore.

Instead of creating an emotional divide between the two, they should have just have SY die before BH's soul enters, and develop the romance between CJ and HB's as the novel and even that cheap and campy Chinese version did. Having SY there just muddied the waters, and became a distraction and an excuse for every emotional milestone Mr. Queen experienced, negating that character's development and laying it at SY's feet or claims of deliberate interference.

They should have chosen a fictional king and not boxed themselves into a limited outcome. Granted, it gave them a valid reason for booting BH back to present times, but look at the result: limited number of years with someone the audience isn't really familiar with for our beloved ML (plus their baby dies) and a huge question mark for our F-turned back into ML in the present with the hope that maybe the reincarnation thing works in his favor but who knows because they couldn't even toss us that small crumb which would have alleviated some of our heartache for BH as well as give more credence to the fact that SY/BH are the same and thereby lessened the feelings of resentment to the SY character as well. Or they could have gone with a multiverse theory and left it wide open as to what sweeping changes would occur. BH being initially thrown back to the Joseon era as a result of his dying would have achieved that because then the audience would have no reason to revisit the present nor see that the worlds were linked via changes upon his return and stuck with the poisoning threat averted. Blow recorded history to smithereens and leave that to our imagination instead.

Yes, the fish-out-of-water hijinks were great fun, but the completion of the character arcs/relationship/etc...shouldn’t be an afterthought. 

The other element I would have liked to have seen that was in neither of the televised versions (though the Chinese one came very, very close) but was in the web novel is the king fully accepting that his wife is not the woman she was, believing that her previous body was a man, falling in love regardless and she with him. However, I think we all knew that wasn’t going to happen in a kdrama. 

[outerbankslut]

Confessions... JJ Maybank (ptersparkers’ Writing Challenge)

Summary • You had been dating JJ for the for a few months after meeting him a year before and during a Kegger one night he gains the courage to confess something.

Warnings • Underage Drinking. Swearing. Mentions of smoking weed. JJ being hella cheesy and cute. Minimal violence (punching). Makeout scene at the end and insinuated smut after.

Word Count • 3.2k (Imagine)

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(GIF isn’t mine, let me know if it’s yours)

    BEER ROCKED DANGEROUSLY over the side of the red solo cup held in JJ Maybank's hand as he bobbed from side to side within the crowd of sweaty, buzzed teenagers. He was 7 beers and one joint deep and it had barely been 2 hours. But that was JJ for you. Getting hammered at parties and hooking up with random tourons would normally be his plan for the night. Until he met you. His life drastically changed with you around. He stayed round your house, you hung out on the boat together, you surfed with each other, comforted each other. You both enjoyed each other's presence. You felt safe in each other's arms.

Eventually JJ asked the million dollar question, not marriage though. Yet. He asked you to be his girlfriend on a boat ride, just the two of you as the sun set behind you. It was surprisingly romantic for the Maybank boy which you had told him. He simply kissed you on the lips and said when there was the right motivation for him to, which was wanting to spend every moment with you, he could be as romantic as he wanted.

JJ took the rim of the cup to his lips and let the beer wash down his throat as he turned, looking around him, searching for one person. Until he found you. His eyes landed on your head of hair standing by the keg chatting with John B gripping a similar red solo cup to JJs own. Except you weren't stumbling from side to side like him.

"Ellie!" He called out as he pushed his way through the herd of people and beamed as he saw you turn around.

"Took you long enough to get here."

As soon as he reached you he wrapped his arms around you tightly like a koala bear and nestled his head on your chest. You laughed at your boyfriend wrapping your arms around him, the vibrations coursing through your body to his as he inhaled your soothing scent. He felt so lucky to hear your laugh all the time. That melodic, enchanting laugh.

"How much have you had drink JJ?"

You asked. He pulled away counting on his fingers and held up three with a goofy grin before saying, "Five beers."

You chose not to comment on his maths considering he was already hammered so it wasn't his fault.

John B piped up from behind you, "I think he's had six or seven. And I saw him smoking a joint early on."

"Thanks, John B." You smiled, before you took JJs hand leading him over to a log that didn't have any people sitting on it. "How about we sit down, J?"

Then you felt a gentle tug on your hand as JJ stood still in the sand begrudgingly. "No, I wanna go dance."

"You look like you're about to fall flat on your face, J. Are you sure?"

"Yeah. But can you come with me? Please Ellie belly." He begged, pouting and you got so caught up in his wide innocent stare that you found yourself nodding. If JJ was there you would happily do anything with him.

He pulled you into the crowd as you made sure he wouldn't fall over from his inebriated state.

His blond hair was held back by a navy blue bandana but strays still brushed against the soft skin of his face in the wind. He quickly put his arms around your waist quickly as if to say you were taken. Both of you completely content as you put your own wound round his shoulders. It wasn't even a slow song playing as you both swayed in the moonlight but you acted like it was anyway.

After a while it got too much within the masses of people surrounding you so you left it with JJ following after you.

"Hey, where you going?" He asked his eyes widening at the thought of you leaving him. He didn't want you to ever leave him. The sight melted your heart. If this was your ex he wouldn't even have asked. And would've just stayed dancing, probably with other girls as though he didn't have a girlfriend at all.

"I'm just going to go further up the beach. Where it's quieter. You coming?"

"Yeah." He'd go with you anywhere. "Of course, I'll go with you."

You smiled and walked down the beach, your feet sinking into the sand with each step you took.

The waves were louder where you were. Mainly because there wasn't music blasting right in your ear or the loud chatter and yells of Pogues partying.

You both laid next to each other in a small area on the sand listening the water crashing against the shore not caring about the sand that most likely covered you head to toe.

"Hey look, El." He pointed his finger into the sky towards a cluster of stars. "That one looks like a dick." He smirked. "That's probably like the size of mine as well. You think?"

"Mmm, I think maybe a grain of sand is more comparable." You looked at him with with a teasing smirk and he sent you a glare. "Anyway, I don't even see—wait nevermind I see it now." You paused for a second laughing.

"What?" He asked poking your shoulder.

"Its—It's the big dicker."

JJ snickered at the pun and you fist bumped before taking his hand in yours. Eventually the laughter faded to a comfortable silence with JJ rubbing circles on the back of your hand and you holding onto his like your life depended on it. JJs touch was soft and kind and yours was reassuring and gentle.

All of the sudden JJ turned over in the sand facing you as you turned to face him too.

He cleared his throat before speaking, your faces only millimetres apart. "El, there's—there's something I've wanted to say to you about... for a while now."

He was slightly sobered up now at the thought of what he was about to say. It was big for JJ. Never once had he felt love towards someone other than his four friends. His hookups meant nothing and his family—well that wasn't love in the slightest. So for him to feel safe and comfortable with someone was rare and it was a big deal.

You laid in anticipation thinking about what he could be saying. There could've been a hundred things. But one thing popped up that made you feel giddy inside. Your mind was saying no. There was no way he was about to say that. If anything he was probably about to break up with you. But you swiftly made sure to push that to the back of your mind. Though you didn't know what to think at his long pause as he tried to find the words.

"Is it—is it something bad or—"

"No, no. Just don't freak out or anything cause I don't think I could handle that."

You pinched your eyebrows in confusion but nodded nonetheless with an encouraging smile.

"I don't know whether you feel the same way or anything, but I think—"

And just like that JJ was interrupted as John B ran over laughing. "Guys Popes about to do a Keg stand."

You looked bewildered to say the least. From your short time knowing the Pogues you knew pope rarely drank. JJ huffed quietly under his breath sending a scowl into the back of John B who was going back to the epicentre of the beach party. You pulled JJ up his hand which you hadn't let go of yet and paused holding him back for a second.

"Hey? Um, what was it you wanted to say?"

"Nothing it doesn't matter." JJ sighed and gave a thin lipped smile. The atmosphere was ruined now. He wanted it to be perfect. He wanted it to mean something. But it didn't feel right to say in that moment.

You nodded not convinced but let it go. If it was that important he would have said wouldn't he?

    AT TWO AM the party was still going and JJ had sobered up more, not wanting to be drunk if he was to try and tell you by the end of the night. He just needed to build up the courage again to say those words he'd been so starved of most of his life.

A lot of the Tourons and Kooks had cleared off going back to their holiday homes or mansions while the Pogues partied till dawn. Since they had no obligations, no one to answer to, nothing to lose.

Pope was completely drunk from the keg stand and Kiara was babysitting him for the rest of the night while trying to stop him from drinking even more.

JJ had strayed from you a few minutes before going over to talk to John B next to the campfire that was roaring while you manned the practically empty keg. You were sitting sipping on your own beer when you felt someone sit next to you and turned to see a boy who looked a little older than you.

"Hey baby." He put his arm around you as you grimaced attempting to push it off. "What do you say we get out of here  and go back to my place?"

JJ was facing away from you for a second before John Bs face contorts to confusion and the blond turns to see the boy with his arm around you, not him. Just some random guy.

"Um, no thanks. I have a boyfriend." You push's his arm off standing up and walking away until he grabs your arm tightly.

JJs grip on the plastic cup crumpled it and he dropped it to the floor as he stormed towards the scene quickly with a furious stride in his step.

"That was a little rude." His breath hit your ear and the intoxication obvious as you winced at the pressure on your arm. You looked from him to his calloused hand placing extra pressure on your arm probably leaving bruises. And then gritted your teeth in annoyance as you hissed, "Let go, asshole."

"You heard what she said asshole let go of her." The voice of your boyfriend rung out when the guy didn't relent and even having the audacity to let out a low chuckle.

"What are you her boyfriend?"

You saw the blaze in his eyes and shook your head. "JJ it's fi—"

"Yeah, actually I am. So I suggest if you've got any sense left in that pea sized brain of yours, you let go of her." JJs fists tightened slightly and his jaw clenched.

The guy let go of your arm with a scoff before pushing you forward roughly towards JJ.

"Fucking slut." He spat in your direction and turned to leave but the fire in JJs eyes only grew.

His arms caught you as quickly as they abandoned you when he gently pushed you away from him and ran at the guy tackling him into the sand. People who had gathered around gasped in shock. Though, what was shocking about JJ Maybank getting into a fight at a party?

You went to go forward but John B pulled you back shaking his head as he moved forward to pull JJ away from the boy who he had punched twice.

John B pulled his friend off putting a hand on his chest to stop him running towards the guy groaning on the floor. Luckily the guy ran off quickly not causing anymore trouble as you hurriedly stepped towards the boy grabbing his shoulders and looking over his face and body.

"Are you okay? Did he hurt you?"

"No, I'm fine. Are you okay?" He said as he looked at the red print left on your arm his hands grazing over it.

"I'm fine, J. You didn't have to do that."

"I didn't have to—Are you serious? Of course I did. He wasn't letting go of you. I wasn't just gonna stand there and watch."

"I—I could've handled it. I don't want you getting hurt just because you think I'm a damsel in distress who can't help herself."

"You're not just a damsel in distress you're my girlfriend. I did it because you shouldn't have to go through that, we're a package deal. I protect you and you protect me."

Your face softened. "J, I understand and thankyou, I just hate the thought of you getting hurt because of me."

"Well deal with it cause as long as we're together I'll take any punches thrown your way because I love you so fucking much!"

JJ let out a breath as he realised what he'd just said and his eyes widened. You stood frozen as the words spilled out, your feet stuck to the ground, your hands trapped at your side.

"You—you love me?"

JJ got over the initial shock of what he said and nodded furiously. "Of course, you're the most amazing girl I've ever met. And the fact that you care too just makes me love you more. I'll scream I love you from the rooftops if I have to. So that guys like that know that you're my girlfriend."

The boy suddenly got an idea as he spotteda red metal stand stuck in in the sand behind you. He sent you a grin before rushing over to the object climbing up holding his hands in the air and wobbling slightly before yelling to the crowd of Pogues. "Can I have your attention please, everyone?"

Your eyes widened at the realisation of what he was about to do and you held in a breath.

"In case you didn't already know I'm in love with Ellie Reed that girl right there. And she's my girlfriend so if anyone here was thinking about going near her. Think again, she's off limits!"

Your cheeks flushed red and your lip was quivering now while a tear trickled down your cheek slowly.

The boy you loved with your whole heart, loved you back. He jumped down from the stand and before he got a chance to walk any further you ran up to him jumping into his arms that he quickly outstretched. He twirled you around once you were safely in his embrace and you felt like you were on top of the world.

"You don't have to feel the same way. I just needed you to know." He whispered in your ear, he was honest and he was scared. Scared that once he said that you'd run away cause you wouldn't feel the same way. He was reluctant to even admitting this in fear of rejection. But sometimes you just need to say fuck you to your fears and go for it.

You shook your head pulling back and wiping a small tear that was in a puddle on your cheek. As he set you back on the sand you lightly hit his chest.

"You going soft on me Maybank? Oh wait no you already were before." You teased him but he didn't care. You wanted to make sure he knew exactly how you felt back. So you did.

"I love you too, JJ. Dating you has made me feel like I actually have someone who I could go to for anything. You're so supportive. And the way I've seen you with your friends, you'd do anything for them. And I admire that so much."

You took his bandana in your hand and said, "And I especially love this cute ass bandana on you." You grinned winking at him. JJ made a mental note to wear it more often. "You're an amazing person and boyfriend and I don't think words even express my love for you."

He beamed at you and he wrapped his arms around you, his own eyes watering slightly and he pressed a chaste kiss to your forehead. It felt like he was high. But he didn't need weed for the type of high he was on right then.

    THE DOOR WAS pushed open as you and JJ made your way through the entryway to JJs room lips locked. His hands slipped down to your waist grazing over the end seams of your top attempting to pull it up though it was tightly held on your body.

"Why is your top so hard to get off?" He grunted in frustration.

"I don't know. I'll just take it off." You pulled it over your head, throwing it to the side it hitting the floor and he stood still for a second.

"God, you're so fucking hot."  He breathed out before stripping himself of his baggy tank top and pressed you up against the door, it slamming shut in the process. You smiled against his lips suddenly feeling dizzy and euphoric as his hands roamed your body. You gripped his hair tightly, your hands placed on the back of his neck as he deepened the kiss.

You felt his hands tighten around your bare waist when you moved your hands from his neck down the sides of his stomach lightly brushing over his abs before you reached the button of his board shorts. You unbuttoned them hastily and he kicked them off not wanting to take his attention from you.

Then his hands went down to the skirt you wore. Pulling at the waist band before he pulled it down, his hands brushing over the red lace situated beneath.

He broke the kiss and began trailing them along your jaw before whispering in your ear. "Jump."

You did exactly that feeling a tingling sensation at his hold on your thighs pinning you against the wooden door as you wrapped your arms around his broad shoulders.

He trailed kisses further down your jaw before he carried you towards the bed and threw you down on the covers. You stared up at him his heavy breath hitting your face as he leaned down trailing the soft down your neck first and then down your chest. You were letting out soft moans and calling out his name as he sucked on your skin nicking it with his teeth leaving reddish marks left and right around your chest.

When he moved down to the lining of your laced underwear the creak of a door sounded through the room.

"JJ I—" Pope froze his eyes wide as he saw his friend on top of you only in your underwear. JJ quickly moved his body over yours.

"Jesus Christ, Pope."

"I'll—I'll leave you guys to it. Uh, have fun? And sorry."

Pope quickly exited the room looking mortified at the image of his friend having sex while Kiara and John B standing outside realised what had happened and laughed to themselves.

JJ let out a chuckle while you huffed. The thought of his friends being just outside the room was slightly unnerving as you realised the amount of times you had moaned JJs name. But just JJs touch took that feeling away. His head has rested on your chest before he sat up looking to you full of lust.

"Why don't we just finish what we started then."

Note • So I was on the fence about posting this for a while cause I just wasn’t that happy with how it ended up but I went back and edited it today and I’m much happier with how it turned out. Like it was 1.4k words before I edited it and then bam like 3k words. Oops. But the main part I was worried about was the last part cause I’ve literally just written the like 2 kisses in my other imagines. Hopefully it doesn’t cringe anyone to death. Also thankyou @ptersparkers for making the writing comp cause I kinda got out of my comfort zone writing the last part. (Also your study sessions series helped me kinda). Also this is the post that says about it if you wanted to participate :) 

[sannflwrr]

Cat Ears

Author: sannflwrr

Pairing: Jungkook x MC

Rating: PG-13

Warnings: cursing, use of guns, mild description of a gunshot wound, mutual pining lol, MC has a helmet with cat ears

Summary: In a world of cute bikers and exhilarating city nightlife, Jungkook finds himself running from trouble when he encounters a bitter ex. A blessing disguised as a curse, his long-time (and current) crush arrives just in time to save him. Will he have the courage to confess to her, or is this yet another attempt at failed love?

Jungkook knows he made a terrible terrible mistake. It probably was not a good idea to enter the casino where his ex fling usually spends her evenings. That’s where they had met, though it had been a while. She hates him, Jungkook doesn’t really care about her enough to have an opinion. But he knows she hates him, yet he chose to enter the casino where she’s at. And he chose to piss off the owner of this said casino, knowing well that he definitely cheated during gambling, and that the owner happens to be his exe’s older cousin. Apparently they are close. Apparently her enemies also happen to be his.

So, it definitely makes sense why Jungkook is running a mile a minute down the windy streets of the city, half laughing and half crying. He’s definitely in a predicament, originally knew where he was going, but not so much anymore. Why does he choose to voluntarily throw himself in these situations? Maybe the thrill. He doubts it though, there is nothing exciting about ten bad guys chasing after you, definitely armed and well built. His shoulder has already been grazed by one of their appropriately aimed bullets, and though it hurts like shit Jungkook does not let the pain slow him.

Things change of course, when he reaches a fork in the road, buildings obstructing his view on where exactly each direction leads. The one on the right leads to darkness, and the pathway on the left leads to darkness. He can definitely see them catching up now, each second only lessening his lead over them. Things change of course, when I show up. Peering over a rooftop, I laugh at his current situation before hopping down from the roof to the concrete, readjusting for a moment. Jungkook looks at me in shock, about to ask what the hell I’m doing here before I yank on his wrist, pulling him into the left path. Then we’re both running this time, I’m surprised that I keep up with him.

“Fae.” He breathes out still in mid sprint, and looks at me desperately. “What?”

“Watched this whole situation from the roofs.” I explain, pulling him into yet another skinny alley, just to catch a breath. “Made me laugh honestly. Now what did you do this time?”

He has big eyes, ones which are still looking at me in surprise. Did I just confess to stalking his little chase from the beginning? Yeah. Does that mean that I admitted that I actually keep an eye on him? In my eyes, it does, but Jungkook is pretty dense. I doubt he’s seen through my actual intent on the words.

“Ex.” He groans. “Cheated.”

“You…you have an ex?” I ask, this time it’s my turn to be surprised.

“No! No. She’s a past fling. Got pissed at me when I broke off whatever the fuck we were doing, haven’t spoken to her in months.” He doesn’t know why he’s rushing so fast to explain the situation to me. Well maybe he does, scratch that. Jungkook definitely knows. “Showed up at the casino where she usually is, kind of caused a scene by cheating in bluff, she already had a grudge so that made it ten times worse when they caught on. Sprinted when I got the chance.”

“Sounds like a bitch.” I muse, scanning the coast. They’ve run past the both of us now. Any minute, they will come back to this specific hall. Jungkook and I have around thirty seconds tops to run. “You had me there for a second. I didn’t think you were the type to have exes.”

He scowls. “What’s that supposed to mean?”

“Player maybe?” I tilt my head, grinning at him teasingly. I notice him inhale when I nudge my nose closer to his face. “Maybe you’ve never actually dated someone before.”

There is something about me, I guess. Jungkook does not know what it is, but it’s been there for a long time. Like a small pink glow, only growing brighter with every moment he spends with me. It’s not a crush, though it used to be.

Nah, Jungkook is in between the stage of falling and fallen.

Then my face shifts back to seriousness, stepping back as if nothing had just happened. Maybe it’s an excuse to myself of keeping my hand closer to his, I tug on his wrist, fingers deftly looping around his skinny one, then pull him further down the alley.

“My bike is further down, maybe three or four blocks away.” I whisper, careful that it doesn’t echo around the buildings near us. “You always wanted to ride it, didn’t you? Now’s your chance.”

“You want me to drive?” He gapes. Jungkook is normally pretty suave, has a smart mouth and knows how to keep his calm and cool. Around me though, that does not seem to be the case. He seems borderline ready to either piss his pants or kiss me. I wouldn’t mind if he did the latter, to be honest. “Drive your bike?”

“Why not?” I snort. “But rules are that you have to wear the helmet. No buts.”

“It can’t be that bad.”

I laugh again, only to be cut short when we hear the yells of This way! following shortly after us. He curses to himself, and it’s his turn to pull me into some random corridor. We keep doing this, slowly confusing his pursuers. Even if they did catch up, if they did find us, I’m positive we would be able to take them. Jungkook is pretty strong. No, he’s really strong. I know how to fight, my style is totally unorthodox but it works. Consists a lot of screaming and acting like a madwoman, but it has a high success rate. We could take them, but then I notice the graze on Jungkook’s shoulder.

“They’re trying to shoot you?” I ask, shocked. “It’s not that serious!”

“She really hates me Fae.”

“Why?” I look at him pointedly, the expression which he does not like to see. It’s hot when directed at others, but Jungkook winces when I force it at him. “What did you do? Did you knock her up?”

“No! I don’t know, she told me that she liked me…wanted to take things to the next level. I guess I rejected her pretty bluntly.” I mumble.

“And why did you reject her? Not that I really need to know…” I trail, now more curious than annoyed. Because of you! Jungkook wants to yell in my face, and practically declare his infatuation for me. How much he thinks about my freakishly crazy laugh, the fact that I drive a motorcycle in itself rather than a car, that I’m honest, I don’t pick sides, don't choose favorites. Everything about me screams badass to him, in a non-seductive way. Screams the fact that he is totally bananas for an unpredictable and crazy girl. A ridiculously pretty girl.

“We should go.” He mumbles close to my ear, then starts up into a jog once more. “How far?”

“The block over.” I finally say, unsettled by his sudden choice to evade the question. “Jungkook?”

He turns around once, and I toss the keys. “Go crazy.”

“I love you!” He shrieks, before hooting loudly and bolting off in the same direction. His statement has a platonic undertone to it, I know, yet it makes my stomach flip in a way that it hasn’t before. Maybe it’s the fondness for him, I don’t know. I push it aside, and pick up my pace, catching up to him where he stays seated at the front of my bike.

“Cat ears?” He asks, gesturing to my black and purple helmet. Two large cat ears sprout from either sides of it, a cute accessory. “Seriously?”

“I told you. Rules and rules.”

“So be it.” Reluctantly, he places the helmet over his head. I try to stifle a laugh at how he looks, knowing that he’s glaring at me from underneath it. I press the button which lowers the shield.

“To be fair, Jungkook. You actually look a lot cuter in it compared to Jimin.”

“Jimin?” He questions, then narrows his eyes. “You let him ride your bike too?”

“Yeah I was drunk. He took me back to my place.”

“Is that where we’re going now?” He asks quietly after pulling up the guard, looking ahead at the exit. I prop a leg over the bike, fixing my hair momentarily in the mirror. His head shifts to look at the bike mirror, then back ahead.

“Yeah.” I nod. “Can't go to your place obviously, they’ll be expecting that.” He starts the engine. “Besides, you’re injured.”

“I’m fine.” He mumbles, though pretty muffled under the helmet. I scoff. “Yeah right. If you don’t get that looked at, you definitely won’t be fine later on.”

Maybe he would’ve said something snarky in response, but Jungkook doesn’t. Instead his breath hitches when my arms slide around his waist, wrapping him in a tight hold. I hesitate for a second, then rest my chin on his non-injured shoulder.

“You sound nervous. Don't be; I wouldn’t have let you drive my bike if I didn’t trust you.”

Then Jungkook starts moving. Good timing too, just as he begins to twist the throttle, the goons reappear for another encore. I retract one of my arms from him, sweeping down to the compartment hidden near Jungkook’s leg.

“You have a gun?” He asks, awkwardly accelerating at an odd incline. I turn back to shoot at the nearest one to us. Catches them off guard. I snort in satisfaction, with the distance he’s already covered, it’s safe to say the two of us are out of aim for them. Especially with the trivial handgun. I put back in its original spot.

“Yeah. Second Amendment and all.”

“Remind me to never piss you off.”

“I don't think you could if you tried, Jungkook.”

Content with my words, I chose not to say anything for the remainder of the ride, just taking in the colors and lights of the city as we pass. Thousands of thoughts race through Jungkook’s head, simmering him into silence. I have never hugged him before, this would be a first. Though it makes his insides do a weird jig, it doesn’t sit as well knowing that Jimin also got to drive me on my bike. And since he has this silly little crush on me, maybe it’s the fact that Jimin got to drive me home which makes him jealous.

He knows the way to my house, since he’s been by a couple times before. The first time was when I had people over for drinks. That had been fun, Jungkook was surprised I even thought to invite him. But Jungkook doesn’t know how much I think about him too. Though I don’t say it aloud, I think about him quite a bit. The second and last time was when I had asked him to pick up some things for me from the drugstore nearby. My bike was at the mechanic for maintenance, and it was too cold to be out. Though he does not have a bike, Jungkook does have a car.

He parks the vehicle smoothly, and I move away from him. I don’t speak the entire way up, careful not to attract any noise or attention. After unlocking the apartment door, I shove Jungkook inside first, before glancing both ways warily, and shutting it behind me. The tension is obviously there, even I can feel it. Jungkook’s eyes follow me wherever I move, even from flipping on the lights, to heading straight to my closet. After pulling out a hoodie, I chuck it back at him.

“Take off your shirt. After I wrap your shoulder, you should put this on instead, it’s clean.”

“Is this mine?” He asks softly.

I falter, then nod. “Yeah. You don’t remember giving it to me?”

“No I do. I’m surprised you still have it.”

Something about those words, I don’t like them. Why would he think I would deliberately give it away? His hoodie? Maybe I give off the impression of a dismissive girl, who doesn’t look too much into the small things, but I do. Jungkook doesn’t know how much I like that specific sweatshirt. Is there anything special about it? No. But it smells like him, and I happen to like how Jungkook smells. It feels like he’s in the same room as me, even if he’s off on the other side of town, running away from his ex’s bodyguards.

“Why would I give it away?”

“I don’t know…” Jungkook finds himself mumbling, suddenly unable to meet my intimidating gaze. “didn’t think you really wanted it. Most people keep clothes they like.”

“You read into me too much.” I mutter, more to myself than him. “No Jungkook, I like the hoodie.” I wear it a lot, but I don’t include that part to him. Jungkook has an ego, and I don’t want to take any part in raising it from its bed. When he pulls off his shirt, the sleeve caked in dry blood, I grimace at the ugly sight.

It’s not really that bad, considering there is no bullet lodged anywhere, but there is blood. After disinfecting it, but to his discomfort from the constant stinging, I wrap his shoulder in a white gauze. His arm is hard under my fingers, yet another reminder of how muscled this man is. When I step back, he looks over to inspect my work.

“Impressive.”

“You still should see the doctor.” I respond, definitely concerned. “That is a lot of bleeding.”

“Sure, whatever.” He’s in the middle of pulling the hoodie over his shirt when he pops the question. “Hey Fae…can I crash here for a little while?”

“Yeah, of course.” I don’t hesitate in my response, simply moving from the couch to my kitchen. The fridge door is cracked open, I raise my half finished soda can to my lips. “Stay as long as you want.”

“Thanks.” I don’t look in his way, so I don’t know if he’s looking at me. But he is, definitely following my small movements as I continue to drink from my can. He has a multitude of questions he wants to ask. Would I be mad if he told me he had a big fat crush on me? Would I be mad if he kissed me? Do I possibly like him back? Rather than be blunt like Jungkook normally is, he takes a completely different route.

“Do you like Jimin?”

He notices me almost spit out my drink into the sink, though the visual is funny — in another situation he would have laughed — but this question makes him nervous. I look at him in disbelief.

“Jimin?” When he nods, I blink. “No I don’t…why?”

“Oh.” Jungkook glances away, taking a particular interest in the photo frames on my wall. “Dunno’. I was trying to figure out whether he liked you or not.”

“There’s no way he would.” And I sound pretty insistent. “No possible way. I’m pretty sure he’s into that one dude who sings at the karaoke bar.”

“Oh. Really?”

“Yeah. Ask him about it, maybe he’ll actually tell you. He wouldn’t tell me a single thing about it when I tried bringing it up when he was here the other day.” I sigh. “And well, even if he had, it wouldn’t work out. I don’t like him like that.”

“Oh.” He repeats. I glance at him for a longer time now, wondering if he’s going to say anything at all. When he doesn’t, I don’t even bother to cloud my disappointment. Turning away, I chuck the can into my recycle bin, taking a hand through my hair.

“Okay!” I slam my hand onto the counter, then plant myself down on the couch next to him. Jungkook seems startled by the sudden loud noise, and even more so now that I’m only a couple feet away from him. “Talk now. Why are you acting so weird?”

“I’m not.”

“Okay let me rephrase.” I take a deep inhale. “I don’t know if it’s just me reading into it too much, but you seemed way too hesitant to tell me why you ended things with your past fling. And that weird cold shoulder you gave when I mentioned Jimin driving me to my place?” I stare up at my clock on the wall. “I mean normally people are completely blind to mutual pining, but for some reason with you and I can completely see through you. Just be honest with me Jungkook; do you like me? Because honestly when you were wearing my helmet earlier today I was trying so hard not to kiss you.”

He blinks, twice, very wide eyed. Looks like that motherfucker Bambi, I just want to squish him. Then glances at me.

“Was I that obvious?”

“To me; yeah.” I snort. “I didn’t understand at first though, I thought you were just going through mood swings.”

“How did I not know that you…” He breathes, cheeks definitely a darker shade of pink. “How?!”

“Well, I did get pretty pissed when you mentioned an ex. Did you not notice?”

He shakes his head woefully.

“Well,” I trail off. “I don’t know. Kinda’ wanted to punch you and then punch that bitch.”

“That’s hot Fae. I’m already imagining it.”

I laugh, about to say something, but that’s forgotten when he kisses me. Good, what a hopeless idiot. I was waiting for him to make a move, looks like he finally did.

[moons-and-stars-and-shit]

Hii! May i ask for a slice of cake? (If you can ofc)

So im a INFP-T virgo im also 4"11 i have dark brown hair it because wayy lighter near the sun. Also dark brown eyes my hair is cut kinda like a shag like the front is cut but the back isn't (bc of my parents) my style is grunge ig? Im very inlove with fairy style Smm but because im broke i cant really fulfil my love for that style (also probably because of my parents). My body is???? Okay my boobies are medium size and no unfortunately I don't have a fat ass 😕 im not chubby but at the same time im not skinny. Like the most fat goes to my tummy I get rolls when I sit down bath blah you get my point (im pretty insecure about it lolol). One of my two main dreams is to study abroad and become an interior decorator.

I dont know how to describe my personality but I will try. My best friend always tells me that my sense of humour is downhill BAD. I would laugh at the dumbest shit ever for example i laughed one of those pixilated bugs pics with random names on the bottom 💀 also I laugh at my own trauma and stuff that shouldn't be laughed at. I kinda have anger issues 😕 I get unmotivated pretty easily. I rant to my best friend alot and she says that im ✨depressed✨ and have ✨anxiety✨ and that i need therapy. Im scared to rant to my parents because im "too young and its just my hormones". Something that I found out about myself this year is i have chill tics 😦 (from anxiety). Outside im nice and sweet but on the inside my mind is just saying other things. Im SOMETIMES cold and say what's on my mind but thats to my close ones like my mom dad or friends. I dont lie going Outside alot I think school is kinda useless. I like to draw and listen to music my fav artist are mother mother and mitski.

I hope i didn't say TOO much anyway thank youu I hope you have/had a great day :)

🍰 for @shotosimp2

Romantic Matchup

Oikawa Tooru

How yall met

Ok im ngl

Y'all had know clue who each other were

Well that's a lie

Of course you knew who Oikawa was

But you just didn't care

Now Oikawa always saw you around school

You know...in the school uniform

But one day

He saw you outside of school in all of your grunge glory

And apart of him was like bitch wtf

And the other was like ok queen i see you 😗

So he approached you and complimented your outfit

And you said thanks and then ran off to wherever you were heading

Wait

You just said thanks???

No fan girling????

Not even a blush??????

Nothing????????????

OIKAWA.EXE HAS STOPPED WORKING

Ok he would understand that reaction if you were just a stranger on the street

But you went to school with him?

So you had to know who he was right?

Yeah my mans had a whole ass crisis because you didn't have a bigger reaction

The next day he went to Iwa and told him about his interaction with you

And he was just like not everyone was to like you ya know

Oikawa: >:o

Then Iwa had a brilliant idea

Get this

Maybe

Oikawa should BEFRIEND you before expecting you to want to talk to him

Wild theory I know

So now Oikawa had a new goal

Befriending you

It actually wasn't that hard since you both had a lot of classes together

Soon enough you guys became close friends

And oikawa was happy with just being your friend

At least...he thought he was

But everything changed when you told him you were going to study abroad for 3 months

And even though you had each others numbers

Everything without you just seemed so dull

Omg

Did he really have feelings for you?

The more time that passed by the more he was sure that he liked you

Like LIKED liked you

So the day you came back to Japan is when he confessed to you

And well you'd be lying if you said you hadn't caught feelings for him too

So you said yes

What they love about you

He loves how normal you treat him

Now hell admit when he first met you he kinda wanted you to treat him like a celebrity

Expected it even

But the more time he spent around you

The more he realized how much he liked being treated normally

Ok screw what your friend says

He loves your humor!

Yall will laugh at the dumbest shit

If we were to look at you and Oikawa's messages

85% of it would be dumb ass memes

And honestly

This boy makes jokes about his trauma too

“Hey Y/N you wanna hear a joke?”

“Sure”

“My existence”

“...”

“...”

“Ayyyyy”

“Ayyyyy”

He loves how easy it is to talk to you

Like he's told you things he hasn't even told Iwa before

And Iwa is his CHILDHOOD BESTIE

So yeah

Trust between you two

ASTRONOMICAL

What you love about them

You love how supportive he is

If you say you wanna do something

He is right behind you cheering you on

You could tell him you want to commit arson

And he'd just be like

Period queen ill bring the gasoline 💅

You can always count on this man to be in your corner

Speaking of

You can always count on oikawa period

Which is another thing that you love about him

If oikawa is anything

He is a man of his word

If he says hes gonna do something

You know he's gonna do it

He's just overall a really reliable person

You love how he just seems to motivate you to do better

Fr after you guys started dating your grades went

Partly because you felt like you needed to compete with him

But mostly because he just motivates and pushes you to do better

And if you do improve on something

He is HYPING you up

“That's my baby! I knew you could do it!”

Favorite things to do together

Yall love to just go to the store and window shop

Im sorry but yall are some broke hoes

So most of the time it's just you guys trying on clothes in the dressing room

Taking pictures of your outfits

Then leaving

Yeah the store employees kinda hate you…

But who cares what they think

And if you two do have some pocket cash you'll buy one or two things

Then blow the rest of your money on that good mall food

Cause why not

Random Hc

He makes fun of your guys height difference ALL THE TIME

But like, can you blame him????

You're not even 5 feet tall!!!

“Imagine being the size of a 10 year old, couldn't be me”

Imagine being taller than the national average height 😐, couldn't be me”

“Touche”

He let you dress him up as an E-Boy ONCE

Ngl tho he dug the eyeliner look 😗

He called you every day while you were studying abroad

He even sent you a oikawa plushie

You may or may not have sent him a video of you drowning it

When you came back to Japan he legit TACKLED you in the middle of the airport

Astrology

Virgo + Cancer

Compatibility 80%

Cancer and Virgo can have a wonderful connection and are usually brought together by sexual understanding.

The main problem of their relationship is in the possible conflict between emotional Cancer and reasonable Virgo.

If they manage to overcome this, accepting each other’s shortcomings and learning to incorporate some rationality or some emotion into their lives, they could end up in an inspiring relationship that will last for a very long time.

In a way, they complement each other as much as the heart complements the mind.

If they share a spark of love, it would be a shame to miss the opportunity for happiness just because of someone’s irrational expectations or someone’s closed heart.

If someone can help Virgo build their trust, it is their Cancer partner.

Although Cancer is a cardinal sign, they are stable by nature, especially when it comes to emotional decisions they have made.

If they have chosen Virgo to be their loving partner, they will have no reason to lie or cheat.

This behavior would only endanger their vision of a shared life and a loving family they want with the partner they chose.

This is also a reason why Cancer won’t have an initial problem with trusting Virgo.

Their convictions are stronger than their doubt.

Overall Aesthetic

Grunge Glamour ✨

Songs -

Tia tamera (Doja Cat)

Verbratem (mother mother

Literal Legend (Ayesha Erotica)

Hayloft (mother mother)

Stupid (ashnikko)

[maruzzewrites]

I loved reading your yandere Polnareff! Would you be okay writing for Jotaro with #36?

diego actually writing? this is magic! also i think jotaro is a very self-aware yandere y’know

36. “You’re all I ever think about.” 

Content warnings: yandere content, obsessive behavior, implied stalking, it’s pretty mild tbh.

You didn’t know Jotaro all that well, only awareof his existence because you both studied at the same university. You wereaware he was studying marine biology, he often walked around with his lab coat,but very little was disclosed to you besides his field of work. You would seehim from time to time, always silent, always surrounded by the chaos oflove-struck women or adoring admirers who respected him for his cool, silentpersona.

You never really understood the appeal. At best,he seemed aloof, but you couldn’t imagine someone that quiet being anything butboring to you. You wouldn’t define yourself like the most talkative person inexistence, but you liked to think you could carry on a conversation when youneeded to do so or when you had common interests with someone. And you justassumed you had nothing to share with a man like Jotaro Kujo, ever standoffishcampus’ sweetheart, so you mostly ignored his presence unless the cooing ofother people caught your attention.

However, somehow life found a way to force thetwo of you in the same space and introduce each other. You had to interact withhim the first time when he entered your next class, choosing a seat near yours.In the confusion of his presence, you didn’t notice how the room was almostempty and how odd it was for him to be so close to you, too busy wondering thereason he was attending a lecture so different from his major. Maybe he waslost, maybe they changed his classroom and he wandered until the thought hefound the right one. So you leaned in, informing him that he was waiting forthe wrong lecture, citing the denomination of the class.

“No, I’m in the right place,” the low timbre ofhis voice matched the severe look and the matter-of-factly secure words that heoffered you. You tilted your head at him, raising an eyebrow, before inquiringwhy he was so there if his studies concerned biology and marine life. Afteryour question, you noticed how his eyes twitched a little as if he wassurprised by your declaration, but you almost felt like you imagine it by howstern, serious his face was. Then he answered, brief and cold, “I wanted to trythis class.”

He didn’t elaborate further, as if he deemed ituseless to explain his motivation to spend his time in a class that wouldn’tbuild up his curriculum in the direction he probably needed. But you decided toleave the whole situation alone, not too interested in digging into his mind tounderstand his goals. You forgot the whole conversation as soon as the professorcame in and started to explain the material. Your time was filled with takingnotes, positively ignoring the lack of movement from your side, Jotaroapparently motionless as the teacher went on and on about a topic that would beprobably essential to pass the class, as it was the introduction to the wholesubject.

You didn’t really think it was your business, notuntil he approached you after class to ask you for your help. You looked up athim, in all his unnecessary size and height, and raised an eyebrow at hisever-stoic look. He simply pointed at your desk, where you still had yournotebook wide open, filled with notes and words, and then asked with histypical harsh tone, “Could you lend me those?”

You blinked once, and just then your brain registeredhis disinterest the entire duration of class. In your focused state, you didn’tpay attention to it and now you were facing a man who didn’t even bring a bagwith him, not a pen or a piece of paper. You scowled at him, tilted your head,but decided it was pointless worrying about his academic career too much; hejust looked like a diligent student, always studying and reading until he wasbothered by someone. Maybe he just wasn’t used to this type of lesson, andmaybe he could use some help. You picked up all your notes and handed them tohim, simply asking for him to return them in time for the next class you hadtogether.

You gave him your number in case the two of youdidn’t see each other spontaneously on campus, but he looked way too surprisedabout your offer to say anything before excusing himself with your notebook inhand. Not knowing how to react to his sudden departure and with your notesfollowing him out of the door, you settled to study in the library until yournext class and complete the last bit of reading you needed to do before the endof the day. You didn’t have any of your friends with you today, all busy withtheir own jobs or lessons, all alone at your table with a book right in frontof you.

Suddenly, your phone vibrates, making you jumpand gaining some glares from people around you as the asked you to be silent orto turn off the device. You stalked outside quickly, phone in hand, just tocheck who it was. When you didn’t recognize the number, you frowned andrejected the call, but soon enough it started to ring again and the same numberappeared on its display. You didn’t know how to operate the phone properly, asit was a gift from your parents when you moved out for college; you decided toreject the call again and collect your stuff before it could start to vibrateand cause a scene again.

As soon as you got away and the sound of yourphone’s ringing annoyed you enough, you picked it up from your pocket andchecked once again to see if the same number was calling you. At theconfirmation of this, you exhaled from your nose, irritated and unsure aboutwhat to do. Opting to answer the call, considering it could be important withall the insistence, you brought the device to your ear as soon as you pressedthe key. You didn’t utter a single word at first, and the other person let thesilence stretch out for long moments.

“Hello?” You asked, in the end, oddly concernedabout the lack of a response after the persistence in calling you. Yet, theperson on the other side of the line kept quiet, despite you being able to heartheir breath through the speaker. It was getting heavier, a mixture of euphoriaand distress in the sounds coming from the phone. You were getting freaked out,your mind blanking as soon as panic settled in your body. But before you couldhang up the call and ask for help to avoid another call, you heard a voice fromthe other side, “I need help.”

“Jotaro? Is that you?” You were truly starting toworry, his words enough to set you on edge. Maybe he was in danger and hethought about using your phone number to ask for assistance, but something inthe pit of your stomach made you reconsider that idea. You saw him not even anhour ago, fine and safe, a tall man who could easily throw someone without evenbreaking a sweat. You decided to keep listening, and just then Jotaro chose tocontinue, “You’re all I ever think about.”

You were left in stunned silence, processing hiswords with extreme slowness. It was like your mind couldn’t wrap itself aroundthe concept, not knowing the man enough to understand how he could confesssomething like that to a total stranger. Someone he really spoke to just thatsame day, for so little and for something so trivial as a class and some notes.You were looking for the words to express your sentiment, but your brain wasfailing at this task.

“I don’t know what’s happening,” his tone was stillcold, still keeping his note of icy indifference, but there were words strainedwith concern along the way. He didn’t allow you to talk, just wanting to getthose feelings out, “But you’re stunk in my mind. You don’t bother me, you don’tgush over me like others do. You leave me alone,” his speech wasn’t delirious,delusional or frantic, his voice even and flat with random rises in emotion,but you could tell it was too level-headed to be a simple ramble, “I don’t knowwhat’s happening to me. But it’s about you.”

You stayed still for a moment more, unsure about answeringhim or asking him why he was saying all of that to you. You even thought abouthanging up, without a word, but as soon as you were about to distance the devicefrom your ear, you heard his voice again, “You don’t have to respond. Or toworry. We can work on this.”

Before you could ask him to explain what he meantwith that, you heard movement from the other side and then the tell-tale soundof an ended call. You were left there, confused and shaken, with the phone inyour hands and a weird sensation in your guts. Trying to shrug off the feelingof impeding doom, you started to walk towards your next class.

[oikaw-ugh]

asdfghjkl. Tysm for letting me send a request, Leia! You are so sweet! ❤ Hmm so about me, I'm an introvert and prefer to stay at home all the time. Apart from watching anime and reading a lot of stuff, I also like to listen to music mostly Japanese songs these days and playing gacha games 😅. Lastly, I have a 5 year old pug who is as lazy as its owner. Idk if this is enough but thank you again ❤

Hello, Ate Nich! And you're very much welcome! I love our convos they make me feel so old (in a good way. Like matured-) HEHEHEHEH I Hope I don't disappoint you with this!

I match you with...

Lev Haiba!

Kuroo's face is an everyday face

Chose Lev mainly because you seem so grounded? And matured? And Lev is SOOOO childish. The possibilities of this dynamics is insane!

We all know how Lev is to everyone, right?

He's soooo extroverted I actually feel Kenma's pain :((

N e ways! I feel like the first time you both see each other is at uni. But don't get me wrong, you're not friends with Lev. You're friends w/ Kuroo. And you're a year younger than the two.

And like, the first time Lev saw you is probably when you greeted Kuroo at the hallways.

Kuroo: Oh. This is Nich. A friend.

The extroverted that he is, he immediately bombarded you with his questions and random stories that you surprisingly listened to.

Lev when he noticed how you're actually listening to him because he got so used with Nekoma team laughing or disregarding him (ehem-Kenma-ehem-Yaku): 🥺🥺🥺

And I feel like the moment you speak your mind? Lev is blown away!

'Cause you seem so wise and Lev is in awe.

It's like he's younger than you thinking-wise.

Lev: Are you...a goddess?

You: No, Lev-san. I'm Nich.

Lev falling for you is like how a child is if in love.

He loves to boast around you, to impress you, and he does 'things' to make him seem 'cool'.

Lev: Nich! I aced the quiz at my last subject this morning!

You: That's great, Lev-san!

Lev: 🥺

Lev: Nich, let me uncap that for you! *Uncaps your water*

You: ᴵ ʷᵃˢⁿ'ᵗ ᵖˡᵃⁿⁿᶦⁿᵍ ᵒⁿ ᵈʳᶦⁿᵏᶦⁿᵍ

He wants to be with you all the time, which is almost impossible because you're both v busy.

Lev: Nich, where are you going?

You: Oh, to the Lib with my friends.

Lev: L-Let me come with you!

You: ???? But you have classes, right?

Lev: 👁️👄👁️

He also loves it when you're so kind to him? The genuine gentleness? What is that???

I SWEAR HE MELTS WITH EVERY LITTLE THING YOU DO

You: Lev-san, it's already lunch time. Have you eaten?

You: Lev-san, that's so funny!

You: Oh, what you said actually makes sense, Lev-san.

You: Thank you, Lev-san.

Lev: ᵂᶦˡˡ ᵘ ᵐᵃʳʳʸ ᵐᵉ

Truth to be told, Lev was oblivious of his affection for you.

All he knows is that he loves talking to you because he loves your mind and he loves how your words lift him up.

Well, that's what he thought.

When Kuroo asked if something is going on between you two, Lev was completely off guard.

Lev: Kuroo-san! I-we-nich-were uh...

You: That's crazy, Kuroo-san. Lev-san is like a brother to me.

Lev: 😳

He hated that.

And that's where it starts. He loves how you ruffle his hair but he hates the words that come along with it.

You: You're so cool, Lev-san.

If it's possible to feel uwu and mad at the same time, then that's what Lev is feeling.

The stupid honorific (san) makes him remember how you only think of him as a brother!!!

At first, he kind of brushed it off. But he's had enough it actually drove him to confessing out of the blue.

You: Oh, Lev-

Lev who just appeared in front of you at the library: Don't call me Lev-san! I'm not your brother. I like you, Nich.

Alexa, play RADWIMPS' Sparkle!

Dating is so chaotic.

Most of the days, you're lazy. But Lev is so extroverted he wants to go out with you ALMOST ALL THE TIME.

Lev at your door: Hello, Nich!

You w/ your bed hair: Lev, it's 7 AM.

Lev: I just taught it'd be nice to go to the theme park with you now...

You: 👁️👄👁️ Lev, it's still 7 AM-

Lev learned it in a hard way that it is, most of the time, impossible to pull you out of your house so he settles with domestic dates.

Nothing fancy, really. Prolly just you two chilling at the room. Like, you reading on the end of the couch while Lev curls himself up at the other end, scanning his phone while his legs playfully push yours and stuff.

You: Lev, stop it.

Lev: c: *kicks you still anyway*

And I can imagine the two of you blasting Japanese songs. Just loud enough for you to hear and low enough that you wouldn't be disturbing the neighbors.

When you watch anime, just imagine the giant laying on the bed and you literally hugging him like a tree.

Like, your head fitting at his chest while you both watch at the screen??? HSJSJSJJS (excuse me i rlly love it i can picture it happening)

And like, he's so LOUUUUUD! He always has something to say in every scene!

He screamed even though the MCs are literally just hugging each other

But when you speak though, he goes silent. Mainly because he loves your voice and also because he lovesyour thoughts.

Lev: THIS IS SO-

You: But for me though...

Lev: *seals lips*

The closest to cuddling is just hugging...

Because the moment you go beyond that, your cutie doggo butts in!

Doggo: i see u i dun approve

Your pug is so cute btw 🥺

Your pug was so intimidated by Lev when they first met, your pug actually tried to protect you even though ur doggo is so lazy!

But Lev was able to get your doggo's approval though when he brought you two to a dog's park.

When you have dates outside, I see you two visiting bookshops? Because you love to read.

And Lev is a simp so he gives in to everything you want.

Like, the look on his face when he sees you light up when you two pass by at a bookstore? He loves it.

Or like, you two are just walking then you kind of pause and stare at a shop, he's like:

Lev: Do you want to go in?

You: Uh, no, I was just-

Lev: Let's go!

You: Wait-

Cinemas and fancy restaurants are a thing. Coffee shops/milk tea shops, too. But I think you two fight when it comes to paying.

Lev insists he pays for you two but you're like.

Nich: Lev, let's split the bill.

Lev: No, Nich. It's okay.

Nich: Lev *glare*

Lev: 😳

Fights...

ABSOLUTELY!

Lev can just be...too much sometimes.

Like, he insists you two go out somewhere, he insist he does this for you and stuff.

"Nich, lemme do that!" "Nich, I'll do it instead." "Nich, it's on me."

And it just not feels good when he tries to be the only one balancing the relationship?

Nich: Lev, I'm here too!

And he thinks that it's offensive and like you don't trust him? Which is not the case!

IT'S MISCOMMUNICATION U 2 >=[[[

You're the more patient one in the relationship so you try to explain it to him?

But with how hardheaded Lev is? Nah. It doesn't reach his ears :((((

But give it a couple of days, or hours. Just let Lev sink the situation in, and he'd eventually understand that he did wrong and all

After his realization, expect him to suddenly pop wherever you are, with this cute look on his face while he brings with him a gift.

Dog food? A book? A cute notebook? Anything.

Lev: Nich, I'm sorry 🥺

And that just melts your heart? You happily accept him and his gift. You just hug him like, for a couple of minutes before you two settle down as you try to explain what he did wrong and THIS TIME, he listens.

HELLO, ATE NICH!!!! I Hope you like this!!! *Fingers crossed* I hope this is close to accuracy 🥺

[lady-griffin]

Emma. (2020)

So, I just saw Emma. with my parents and we absolutely loved it.

It was absolutely fantastic. The costumes, the acting, the tension and drama of Emma and Mr. Knightley and just the sheer opulence and indulgence of all the wealth. Just everything.

But especially the costumes, they were mwah!

Emma is my mom’s favorite Jane Austen book and she just loved this movie to pieces. I think this movie has become her favorite adaptation of Emma, which is saying something.

Autumn De Wilde did an amazing job with this. She really did!!!

Such a great modern adaptation of the story without it actually being modern in its setting. 

Here are some (ha!) of my thoughts and feelings for this movie 

Spoilers Below

I have always felt that slight connection to the story and the character, because I was literally named Emma because of the book. And I think some of Emma’s flaws and strengths are similar to my own.

Anna Taylor-Joy did such a truly wonderful job as Emma. You knew all the faults and flaws of Emma right away, but you can’t help but like her, sympathize with her and just be charmed by Emma.

In that way, I think the audience truly sees things from Mr. Knightley’s perspective despite him not even appearing on screen until a bit later on.

Taylor-Joy’s portrayal of Emma breathes new life into the character.

Box Hill Scene

I think that’s why the Box Hill scene felt so awful in this adaptation. My parents and I gasped, even though we all knew it was coming, and maybe I just haven’t watched an adaption in a while, but you feel it.  

You really feel it.

You feel so awful for Miss Bates and the awkwardness of the entire situation and of course you’re angry at Emma, but also feel so bad for her, because she feels so bad for her comment. 

Of course, Miranda Hart’s portrayal of Miss Bates is another factor to why this scene punches you in the gut.

You want Emma to apologize to Miss Bates, but you also want to comfort her.

It’s really done well. 

Frank Churchill 

Interestingly, this movie made me strongly dislike Mr. Frank Churchill.

In other adaptations and if I’m not mistaken in the book as well, it really is Emma misreading and misinterpreting Frank’s friendliness.

But in this one, he’s definitely putting on a show with his relationship with Emma for the single purpose of misdirecting people away from Jane and him.

When Emma feels that initial attraction to him when they meet, it certainly does seem like he is leading her on and it’s not just simple friendliness. 

And there does seem like the easy interpretation that he’s worried that Emma (especially since she brings up Jane Fairfax in their first meeting) might figure out their engagement, so he wants to misdirect her/ I don’t know how true that is or even the intention of the movie, but the thought crossed my mind when watching. 

In other adaptations, Jane and Frank feel like a good match and all that and I’ve always been curious to their own romantic story going on in the background. 

Here, I couldn’t help but think (despite we didn’t get a whole lot of Jane) that he’s the one who is so lucky and fortunate to have her and less so the other way.

He’s not sinister or anything and you get his motivations, but at the same time you kind of want to slap him or at the very least I did.

Especially in two particular scenes.

 1. The scene where he talks about how he doesn’t see himself as prosperous and privilege (they use another word but I forgot, but that’s the main gist)

He felt super unaware of reality, particularly since this adaptation highlights the ostentatious wealth and the ridiculousness of it all. Emma rolled her eyes and I was just like, “Bitch Please!” 

2. After Emma insults Miss Bates, he becomes standoffish and completely ignores her.

Only Emma is responsible for what she said, but yet I couldn’t help but be miffed at Mr. Churchill, because he’s the one who insisted on the game and “egged” on the scene out of boredom before the moment happens.

There is a shot of Emma looking at him and he’s in the foreground taking a bite of an apple and just…

This movie did a particularly good job of making Mr. Knightley’s dislike of him feel very valid and warranted. And I don’t think I’ve really ever had such a negative reaction or opinion of Frank Churchill as much as I did in this movie.

He’s not the bad guy like Mr. Elton, definitely not, but Mr. Knightley’s assessment of him is more accurate than in other versions.

Emma and Harriet 

I loved the friendship of Emma and Harriet. I felt the movie really pulled off their entire relationship from Harriet starting out as a “doll to play with” for Emma to a genuine and close friend.

At the end, Harriet tells Emma she’s engaged to Mr. Martin and she quickly side steps Emma. 

And you think that Emma’s earlier meddling is the cause, but Harriet reveals her father has revealed himself to her. He not some gentile gentlemen and she’s so worry that Emma won’t be her friend now because she isn’t the daughter of a gentlemen, which Emma suspected.

And the relief she feels when Emma tells her that she should of course bring him to Hartfield was just everything. 

Also, the fact that Harriet is clearly shown as being the best way to get to Emma – from endearing yourself to her to hurting her is just perfection.

The scene where Mr. Elton refuses to dance with Harriet, you just feel the pain of both Harriet and Emma. He wants to hurt both of them and he succeeds. 

And then of course Mr. Knightley saves the day when he offers to dance with Harriet. 

Mr. George Knightley 

Johnny Flynn did a fantastic job. He truly did. Just him being the critic Emma needs, to acting superior to her and learning to be better, to him being a disaster of a man who suddenly realizes he’s in love with Emma and cannot handle it in the slightest. 

Emma and Mr. Knightley

The Dance!!! The Dance!!!

From Emma not wearing gloves, to it starting out as just friendly/platonic to them both realizing they have feelings for the other. I loved it. I absolutely loved it!!

Their bare hands were touching -- the sexiness and tension of it all. 

And of course, the confession scene between Emma and Mr. Knightley. 

From Emma thinking/worried he’s going to confess feelings about Harriet to him thinking that Emma is heartbroken over the news Frank Churchill and Jane Fairfax.

And the nosebleed.

Probably a bit different for me and my parents in its significance and relevance to us, just becauset that throughout my life I’ve had random (and severe) nosebleeds. A random and extra connection, besides the shared name.

I just loved that their big romantic confession scene was Emma’s nose bleeding and her ugly crying and Mr. Knightley being so awkward. It was just perfection.

Particularly since, while not said, you could feel (or at least I thought this) Mr. Knightley’s annoyance and antagonism for Mr. Churchill at its height.

Because as much as he likes Jane as a person, I couldn’t help but think Mr. Knightley was thinking “You could’ve been with Emma and you chose not to!!! How stupid can one man be?!!!”

And of course, there were so many other scenes where you fell in love with these two.

- Emma thinking that Mr. Knightley might have sent Jane the piano and might be in love with her. The sheer panic and spiraling on her face alone was amazing. 

- Harriet getting hurt and Emma thinking she’s in love with Churchill so she requests that he stays and Mr. Knightley go and the palpable dejection and hurt from Mr. Knightley was just everything.

- Mr. Knightley saying that the only woman who will invite guests to Donwell Abbey will be Mrs. Knightley and until she exists, he will do it himself.

I don’t know why that scene in particular stuck with me, but it did.

I think because in that moment it seemed like Emma just realized that there could be a Mrs. Knightley for her Mr. Knightley and now that she is aware of her feelings, she does not like that in the slightest.

- Mr. Knightley undressing and collapsing on his floor due to his feelings for Emma and thinking she’s in love with Churchill (also the servant entering and just leaving the room)

Just everything okay. I loved everything.

Major Highlights

-- Bill Nighy as Mr. Woodhouse was just an absolute treat.

He feels a draft that no one else feels and it’s absolutely hilarious and great.

Also, his ‘distraught’ of losing his eldest daughter and Miss Taylor to marriage and the prospect of losing Emma to him purposely giving Emma and Mr. Knightley some privacy in the end. Just my heart.

-- The scene where Mr. Elton says it’s supposed to snow that night and he says it so casually and calm and you think it’s just awkward small talk and then it suddenly turns into pure chaos. Amazing. Sheer cinematic gold!

-- Josh O’Connor did a great job playing Mr. Elton. From the ridiculousness of him to him just being the worse. 

-- Mr. Martin having like at most 2-3 lines. And yet still makes such an impression, well done Mr. Connor Swindells.

-- The costumes were truly stunning, they really were.

I highly recommend you go and see this film. I just loved and adored it. 

[naturestarstruck]

ZeroX Dating Sim - Endings

This is something I just thought up for a dating sim that’s solely for fun purposes. Please respect the source material as this is just a fanfiction like scenario of a fictional dating sim for ZeroX shippers. All of this is purely headcanon. 

Playing As X

Friend-zone ending - The player chose the friend-zone, bros being bros options the most. leading to the ending where you played as X as you either failed at detecting the moments where X should start telling or showing Zero that he has a thing for him. Because you chose the friendly options the most, you get to see a scene where X attempts to tell Zero something but he hesitates to say it to him. Instead he tells Zero good luck as the two give each other fist bumps. leading to the maverick alarm to go off as the two head out. 

Decent ending - Depending on your choices, You get an ending where you get X to confess his feelings towards Zero. Before Zero would answer, the maverick alarm goes off as he immediately focus on the pending danger. You get to see a disappointed look at X for the moment being ruined, but then Zero sates to X “I’ll give you my response when this outbreak is over.”

Awkward ending - You confessed to Zero too soon. Rather you made X confessed too soon or in a middle of the dating game. Depending on where you made X say “I love you” to Zero. this would lead to these scenario endings that is at random. Leading the worst ending you can get in this dating sim as you rushed it.

X confess to Zero, but it turns out that its Axl that used his copy ability to be Zero for a prank. This leads to the real Zero to think X has a thing for Axl and not him as he becomes either distant with X. Axl being unaware with what’s going on actually thinks that X likes him that way. Resulted in him telling X that he’s not interested. 

X confess in a middle of a battle with a maverick. This results in Zero to look back in shock that X confessed him in battle as you made X witness Zero getting stabbed as you made Zero get distracted enough to be killed off. This cause the maverick to target X as well but Axl managed to retire him. The next scene is where you see X feeling intensely guilty as you made X regret telling Zero his feelings. 

Player have X tell Zero that he loves him, but Zero rejects X’s affections. (this would happen if the player chose the confess now options that are placed during the moments where X is alone with Zero)

Good Ending - You spent about 90% of the dating sim building up X and Zero’s affections towards each other in a natural and realistic way. This is a great time to confess to Zero. Here are the many ways you can take X and Zero at for X to confess in once you reach the 90% mark. 

At the park - You choose X to wait by a bench where Zero goes to get ice cream for the two of them. X then thinks of a way to tell Zero, in which the player can choose how this will go down. Regardless of what the player chooses in any order, the result will be Zero giving you a smile as he either tells X that he likes him too or that Zero gives X a soft kiss on the cheek.(this will be at random)

The Beach - while X and Zero are just sitting on the sand, seeing Axl being bombarded by seagulls. Zero confesses to X about him wanting to move on from Iris and asking X if there’s anyone he knows would be interested in dating him. This is where X can casually confess to Zero, or be ambiguas with the confession. (if the player chose the latter, Zero at sunset will figure it out and give X a kiss on the lips out of instant impulses)

Library - X and Zero are tricked into doing Axl’s mundane tasks of returning his late books that relate to combat techniques. (This is if the player raise Axl’s friendship level and have him partake in helping X) This turns out that Axl stages this as X and Zero find each other in the library. This resulted in X accidentally opened up his feelings towards Zero to which lead to X having a flustered red face. Luckily Zero tries to calm X down with a kiss on the lips as this tactic of Zero works as the two close their eyes to enjoy the kiss.

Steamy Ending (This has mature content that is rated M) - This is a great ending where the player has to have these requirements to get this ending:

The player has to raise X’s relationship with Zero to 100%

The player needs to keep up with raising Zero’s relationship and Axl’s at the same time. 

The player has to grind to get points to get the ‘specific items’ in game 

You need to let Axl in on what you are going to be doing as X to have him help you out. Even if it means skipping seeing Zero on some cases. 

This list of four things is required for this to play out. Just like the good ending, X confess to Zero that he loves him. This and having the entire list completed will lead to an extra ending. This leads to Zero and X to be flirtatious. This will lead the player to choose the options of what Zero is asking from X. Depending on what the player’s choices, this will result in Zero being rather intimate with X. Resulting in a cutscene where you see Zero taking X to a room where steamy actions will go down. (Indicating that X and Zero are going to smash) However, the player will not see this as it will be implied. The player will instead see Axl hearing it go down as he tries his hardest to cover for them so they won’t be interrupted. As this is a reason for why you needed to keep Axl’s friendship up.

Author’s Note

This is all that I can come up with as this is for when the player chooses to pick X as their character; trying to get Zero to notice X’s affections. Again this is for entertainment for a fictional dating sim. If anyone wants me to do a Zero’s playthrough version, let me know though a comment. 

[bananaink]

KeGo December Day 8 - Obsessed

“For fucks sake, just take one!”

Izuku frowned, deep and in thought but refused to flinch when Bakugou kicked him in the shins. Instead he blindly kicked back, hitting thin air.

“Shut up, let me think...”

“They look all he same, just take the black one.”

“He already has this one!”, Izuku said exasperated and eyed the figurine in question. Bakugou in turn leaned forward, disdain on his face and growled at the display.

“Then get him a second one! That old bat doesn’t care anyway.”

“But he does! He loves these things; he has like a dazillion of them!”

“Then why the fuck do you even think of getting him another one?!”

“Because!”, Izuku cried and ruffled his own hair with both hands, desperately trying to remember which one he had seen in Aizawas hidden collection and which he hadn’t.

“He loves these things! Every time we pass this shop he stops and glares at them!”

“Yeah, cause glaring is the equivalent of love, dumbass.”

“Glaring, gazing, dozing, it’s basically all the same so shut up and let me think.”

“You’ve been thinking for an hour. I almost whish for a villain to try and kidnap us right now. Haven’t tried in a week, lazy fuckers.”

Izuku frowns and looks at Bakugou, finally taking his eyes off the display.

“You don’t mean that.”

“The longer this takes the more I’m meaning it.”

Bakugou pointed to the red figurine with the yellow stripes.

“Take this one. It’s red, it has stripes, looks like fire.”

Izuku shook his head.

“No, he bought that last week.”, he said and Bakugou threw his hands in the air, letting lose a few sparks and air-strangling the ceiling, while Izuku almost pressed his nose against the glass. The wild cursing at his side made him a little jittery but the blonde just pointed to the next one.

“Then this green fucker! Looks disgustingly cute and shit.”

Izuku didn't even bother looking at it for more than a second.

“Nope, already has that.”

Now the blonde was getting really angry, because he kicked Izuku in the back of his knees and growled close to his face: “This is taking too freaking long, just buy the whole shelf and be fucking done with it!”

“I don’t have the money for that either.”

Bakugou swore some more, kicking Izuku in intervals and disturbing the other shoppers around them, but Izuku was on a mission. Bakugou didn’t have to come with him, complaining loudly about this whole freaking ordeal actually, but since the Kamino Ward thing he had been almost overbearingly attached to Izuku. Asking where he went, checking in on random occasions and even picking him up for their weekly meals with his mom. It wasn’t quite annoying yet but Izuku still didn’t know what he should be thinking about that so he chose to let his eyes roam the many figurines decorating the display. Big ones, small ones, colorful ones, black and white, cute, angry, playful...

“How about this one?”

Following Bakugous pointed finger, Izukus eyes fell on a small, yellow one, hiding behind the bigger brown figurine, curled around its tail. Izuku stared at it and tried to remember if he had seen this one on Aizawas hidden shelf or not. He couldn’t tell.

Interested, Izuku leaned more forward – nose pushing against the glass – and splayed his hands on the cool surface to focus better.

The figurine was as big as his hand, the detailed face open in a big yawn and tongue pink and curled. The yellow fur looked soft to the touch but Izuku knew they were made from some kind of shiny stone, polished and worked to look like miniature versions of their feline originals. The little body stretched its spine and the tail curled in the air like a hook, some orange markings at the end of it. A beautiful little yellow cat.

“That’s a good one!” Izuku breathed against the glass and Bakugou threw his head back.

“Thank fuck! Let’s just get this over with.”

Then Izukus eyes fund the prize-tag, hidden under the paws with their little bean-toes. His heart sank.

“Oh, uh...”

“What? What is it now?!”

Shifting his feet and frowning again, Izuku gnawed at his bottom lip until Bakugou kicked the words out of him.

“It’s, um... I don’t have this much...”, he confessed to the seething blonde and Bakugou pushed his shoulder against his to shove him away and take a closer look himself. Izuku froze and held his breath.

“What? That’s pathetic.”, he snarled and turned his burning gaze right into Izukus eyes. This close he was just about to give into his impulse to slap him away, but Bakugou just scrunched up his nose and showed teeth in a growl.

“I’m not gonna stand here any longer until you decide on another one. We’re taking this.”

And then he marched into the shop, leaving a baffled Izuku behind.

“Uh, no, wait!”, he lamely yelled and hastily caught up to him. Bakugou was already at the register cursing at the employee to hurry the fuck up and throwing money at the guy.

“Bakugou wait! That’s too much! I can’t pay for that!”

“You won’t!”, Bakugou yelled back and the poor guy behind the register quickly put the cat into a box full of paper to cushion the figurine. Izuku ran up to Bakugou and kicked him in the back of his knees, making him flail his arms a little.

“You fucker-”

“We can’t steal it!”, Izuku exclaimed and the clerk looked at them confused, eyeing the money Bakugou had thrown onto the register. Little explosions popped in Bakugous hands as he threw a heated growl over his shoulder.

“Dumbass, I’m paying.”

“But-”

“I’m loaning you the money, alright, not freaking buying shit for you free of fucking charge.”

Bakugou swiped the box out of the clerks hands and stuffed the change into his pants pockets as he stormed out of the shop. Izuku trailed right behind him, confusion stapled onto his face.

“But-”, he wanted to start again while he tried to keep up with Bakugous long legs.

“No buts, you idiot! We’d be still ogling fucking plastic cats like losers if it weren’t for me putting an end to my misery.”

“They aren’t plastic.”

Izuku flinched, as Bakugou stopped abruptly and held the box out.

“There. Take it. I expect to be repaid, asshole.”

Unsure with the turn this little birthday-gift-shopping had taken, Izuku eyed the box. Cat paws littered the surface and the logo of the shop decorated proudly the entire left side of the package. Bakugou just huffed and pressed the box against Izukus sternum, growling.

“Take. It. And just to be clear – I did this for me, not for you. Or for your cat-obsessed-hobo-dad.”

Izuku took the package from Bakugous smoldering hands and frowned at him, displeased with the way Bakugou talked about his guardian. But he was also a little bit happy about Bakugou and his not-favor, helping Izuku with his birthday-gift. So, he tried to muffle his instinct to defend Aizawa and followed Bakugou out of the shopping center back to the dorms, hugging the box to his chest.

“He’s not a hobo.”

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Yes! I made another day! This one was a little bit harder because I had something else planned and then didn’t feel like writing it. So I changed everything last minute and now I ended up with this :D

Hope you like it! Check out the prompts over here and my AO3 over here :D

And also please check out @banashee and her stuff!!! She’s on the right day while I’m trying to catch up already :’D