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buckybarnesdiaries · 4 years ago

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bucky barnes x reader. masterlist.

part 1 — part 2 (soon)

a / n. this is a series of 15 mini-drabbles to celebrate the 500 followers' milestone, based on one word for each story. this first part contains 8, and the next one contains 7. it was supposed to be posted one story per day, but by that way, it'd take me to last an eternity to post other works / requests.

words. 1.533.

warning, tags. none, just a bunch of fluffy and cute situations with bucky.

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necklace;

It was the first time since you started to date that Bucky had to leave for a mission. Neither of the two of you knew when he'd be back, and that got you worried than ever. You were conscious of what he did for a living when you met him, but you couldn't help but feel scared. Next to the front door of your apartment, Bucky left his backpack on the floor, leaning to cup your cheeks on his palms and kiss your lips tortuously slow.

“I'll be okay, (Y/N)”. He murmured keeping his eyes closed.

“You better”.

Your hidden threat made him giggle. The soldier felt goosebumps bristling his skin as your fingertips toured his neck blindly, just to put in place the chain of his necklace. But soon, Bucky stopped your moves to take it off from him and place his dog tags on you.

“I'll come back for them”. He promised, fixing his pale blue orbs on yours, holding your hands to bring them to his lips and place fond kisses on every knuckle of both. “I love you, don' forget it, okay?”

“I won't... How could I, Buck?”

eclipsed;

Bucky was sweating, still not believing he was about to get married to the love of his life. He was on the altar, waiting for you and surrounded by all of your friends in common. Steve had had to help him with a panic attack he had suffered while dressing up, thinking that maybe you could change your opinion at the last moment. He couldn't blame you. But all those doubts vanished at the second you crossed the huge, heavy doors of the church. Your beauty eclipsed him, wearing a white lace wedding dress and seeming like you floated over the floor. Just like an angel.

His heart jumped. His oceanic eyes got covered in tears. A giggle escaped his lips, stretching a hand towards you, still praying it's not a dream. And you noticed the tension and the nervousness running his veins, leaning forward to kiss his cheek with all the love you felt for your future husband.

“Can't wait to say yes”. You whispered into his ear, causing Bucky to lace his arms around you and embrace you tight and tenderly. “I love you, James, from now and forever”.

sunset;

After his most recent nightmare and walking all grumpy from one side of another around your house, you decided to cheer him up only like you can do. With reluctance, you managed to get him out of your apartment and drag him to your car. Bucky was like a child, cross-armed, lips puckered and frowning annoyed. He tried to hide the fact that he had another nightmare to not worry you, but you weren't stupid.

Thinking that glimpsing the beach throughout the large front window would make him feel happier, your boyfriend just reclined himself on the seat, causing you to roll your eyes. That mood changed as soon as Bucky was sitting on the sand, between your legs, tho. His back was resting against your chest and his neck was wrapped by one of your arms, watching fascinated the sunset on the horizon. He wouldn't recognize it, but he felt much better hearing the waves crashing into the shore, while you stroked his scalp tenderly using the tip of your nails.

“You're welcome, grumpy mummy”.

clingy;

You didn't want to drink, but Sam and Sarah wanted to celebrate that the family business was picking up. On another occasion, you wouldn't mind, but Bucky was there. So, when everything started to spin around, you lead your clumsy steps to the edge of the harbor, having a sit there and let the soft breeze help you.

“Stop”. You heard from behind.

“Uh?”

“You're stealing my antisocial personality”. Bucky chuckled, taking a seat by your side. “What's up? Why are you here all alone?”

“Truth or lie?” You asked tilting your head towards him, raising both eyebrows.

“Truth”. He scoffed as if it wasn't obvious.

“I'm too clingy when I'm drunk”.

“Can't see the problem there”.

You chuckled, shaking your head inevitably, causing him to pucker his lips with a funny grimace.

“What?”

“Tru—”.

“Truth”.

“I've been all night wanting to rub your beard”.

Bucky exploded in loud laughter, not believing your words until you put your hands on his jawline. “God... It's so soft”.

His laughs increased, causing you to burn in shame. “No more drinks for you, ma'am...”

But the fact was that he turned to you, so it could be easy to caress his face.

safe;

Bucky was deadly tired on the sofa, warmly cuddled between your arms. A while ago, he stopped to pay attention to the movie, turning his back to the TV to hide his exhausted expression on your chest. You placed the cozy blanket over your bodies, making sure it covered both of you, being aware that tonight you'd sleep there. You felt sorry just at the thought of waking him up, seeing him peacefully breathing and his face more relaxed than the last few days.

Shutting off the TV and stretching an arm above your head, you turned off the small lamp on the auxiliary table close to the sofa, before getting comfier by Bucky's side. Your boyfriend purred delighted, still sleepy, as your fingers got tangled on his hair and started to scratch his scalp slowly, urging you somehow to place a leg over his waist, so he could settle between both a little more closely.

“Feel better?”

“I feel safe”. He replied in a low breath, to exhale the sweet scent concentrated on your neck.

“You're safe, James. You're at home”. Your calmed tone made him sigh, snuggling you strongly.

stay;

You snapped awake because of some knocks on the front door. Tossing the sheets to a side of the bed, you grabbed the gun under your pillow. It was stupidity. If somebody wanted to kill you, that would be the last thing they'd do: knock the door. You walked slowly, step by step, through the main hallway aiming to the door, more than ready to shoot your assailant.

“It's... Bucky”. You heard from the other side.

Sighing in relief and closing your eyes for a split second, you left the weapon on the dinner table in the living room. Not doubting on opening the door, you couldn't help but raise an eyebrow when you noticed the reddened mark around his left eye and cheek.

“Can I, uh... stay tonight with you?” Bucky inquired, licking his upper lip ashamed, bowing his eyes down to his boots covered in dust.

“C'mon, Sergeant”. You invited him to walk in, using such a sweet tone, while holding his cold hand.

He looked like shit but felt much better when his arms got wrapped around your waist and middle-back, hiding his face into your neck. Kicking the door shut, you embraced him tighter to your body.

notebook;

You were lying on the opposite side to Bucky on the sofa, but keeping your legs tangled. It was a rainy evening with nothing to do and you decided to start to read the book you bought last week. Your boyfriend was silently doing something in a notebook. Maybe writing memories, maybe doodling, you didn't know. But the third time you caught him staring at you, you had to ask.

“What?”

“Uh... nothing”. He whispered focused on the paper in front of his eyes.

“Whaaat?” You kicked his right leg with your bare foot causing him to chuckle.

“Nothing!” Bucky replied using the same playfully tone of voice.

Putting the book on the coffee table, you sat up to lie on top of him, cuddling between his legs and resting your head on his chest. Glancing to the sketch of yourself he was drawing, you raised your heart-eyes to his. It was such a piece of art. The drawing and Bucky. Both.

“I learned in Romania. It kept me sane sometimes”. He confessed, leaning to place a kiss on your forehead. “I want to remember you forever”.

marshmallow;

“Truth or dare?”

Bucky narrowed his eyes, leaning on the table just like you did, challenging him. He was trying to read your mind to figure out which were your intentions.

“Dare”. He answered firmly.

“Put twenty marshmallows in your mouth”.

The soldier stared at you in silence, watching him lick his inner cheek and push it with the tip of his tongue. He nodded his head then, grabbing the plastic bag without losing eye contact, to start to place —one by one— the sweets into his mouth. In less than thirty seconds, he looked like a squirrel with his cheek swollen. Bucky squinted at you again, triumphant.

“Hold on, I need to capture this moment”. You laughed, catching your phone to take a picture.

When the flash went off, he spitted a marshmallow like a shotgun. And you couldn't help but laugh.

“C'mon, Bu—”.

You didn't finish the sentence, being hit by another marshmallow slightly wet because of his saliva. Your grimace turned into a funny disgust, grabbing it back to throw it to his face.

“You're like a five years old in a body fos— STOP!” You ended up giggling as he spitted you the third one.

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jomilky · 2 years ago

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For the ghost hunter thing, the idea of them being ghost hunting husbands is cute! The poor ghosts certainly get an eyeful. But what about how they met? Ian as a paranormal investigator and Mickey as a known sceptic who is always trying to prove people wrong. Ian invites Mickey to come with him during a steak out, and let’s just say…Mickey is convinced in more ways that one by the end 👀

My god they’d be soooooooo cute. Imagine them being in a grimly haunting house when the daylight’s completely gone. Mickey’s all frowning and grumbling (whining like a grumpy cat who needs more nap), blaming the redhead for “dragging me to this shithole where even ghosts wouldn’t come, oh, if they actually exist”. Ian’s holding his shotgun loaded with salt bullets and checking around alertly.

And guess who jumps out of his skin when a scary ghost pops out? It’s Ian cuz Mickey is not even paying attention to his surroundings. He’s staring at Ian. At first he’s doing that to try to burn holes on Ian’s back with his laser eyes (which, fortunately, unlike the ghosts, actually do not exist). But then he’s doing that cuz… damn he prefers to bottom but that redhead’s got a nice a$$.

Now cut to Ian shoving Mickey behind his back and trying to defend both of them with his shot gun. The angry ghost kicks the gun off Ian’s hand in one go but Mickey picks it up before neither Ian nor the ghost could react, a bullet shot through the poor ghost’s head.

Surprise! They make a great team even tho this’s the first time they meet.

“Now you believe ghosts exist, huh?” Ian catches his breath and turns around to look at the smaller man.

“Shut the fuck up,” Mickey mumbles before he pulls Ian closer, crushing their lips into a brutal kiss.

And when ppl ask why their lips are bruised and bloody later, Mickey says a fierce ghost, whose existence he acknowledges now, btw, gave him a head-butt, while Ian just blushes a little and steals glances at Mickey.

#ghost hunter au #ask box

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min-arya · 3 years ago

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Change of Mind

Pairing: jimin x reader

Genre: Fluff

Note: this was my very first work last November 2020. I tried to give it an ending but, I genuinely cannot think of a good ending for this story. it sucks but whatever. pls send me your ideas aaa i would love to read them. thank you for supporting me!! i adore y'all! :) <3

You hate children.

Everyone who knows you knows that. They really can’t convince you to pick up their baby, or coo at them. They didn’t even try to hide the disappointment in their eyes when they saw you roll your eyes when their children copy you. They keep pestering you about how you hate children when one day you’re going to have one. The thought made you smirk, as if. It’s easy to say that you won’t have one because you don’t have time as a single busy woman. And also, they’re pretty loud and dumb. They’re always so dependent; can’t do things on their own.

“I think you’re being too hard,” your brother, Namjoon, said. He was a married man for 4 years now. You can see the dark bags in his eyes as he looked at you in concern. You rolled your eyes as you already know where this is going. “They’re just kids,” he added.

“We’ve had this conversation for a long time, can’t we drop it already?” you said a little loud out of frustration. Namjoon shushed you, scared to wake up his cranky daughter. By the way, you were at their house because it was your pregnant sister-in-law’s birthday. They invited you this morning, and you decided to drop by for a little greetings and told her that your gift will be a little late, which she didn’t mind. “ughh! It’s getting late. I’m going home.” You said irritatedly.

“Okay, so you see, I have a very important meeting tomorrow,” he began. You know something was off, and you’re not going to like it because of the way he slowly and carefully stated his words. You don’t want to hear it, honestly. But you didn’t and can’t cut him off because first, it’s disrespectful; after all, he is the oldest, and second is that, he beat you to it. “I need you to attend the family day in Miyoung’s school.”

You were bewildered, maybe beyond that but, you were. He knows that you hate children, why would he do that? Is it because you’re the only one who is free on Fridays? That’s not even an acceptable excuse. You hated children! You expressed countless times of how irritating they are, how can your niece be any different? Is it because he raised her? You looked away for a second, not knowing what to say. You brought your gaze up, about to protest until you caught a glimpse of his tired pleading eyes, you had no choice but to comply. “Fine, but you owe me 50 dollars,” you agreed with a groan.

Namjoon smiled weakly, knowing his pregnant wife doesn’t have to stress herself up for this school activity and get all the rest she needs. “I’ll double it if Miyoung comes home with a smile.” He said, playing along with his sister’s antics. “By the way, it starts at 8:00am. Don’t be late.”

“Fine,” was all you said standing up to reach your bag. “I’ll be here tomorrow, 7:00am sharp. Thank you for the meal, Oppa. I’ll be going now.” You stated, from you professional voice to a surprisingly calm voice after the news of babysitting your niece.

Tomorrow is going to be a long, long day.

You finished your morning routine with a groan and a pep talk. This is only for today. This is only going to last a few hours. After that you’ll have the peace away from children. After that pep talk, you left your garage to go to your brother’s house to fetch your niece. You internally wished she’s not as annoying as any other kids her age.

You arrived 15 minutes later. Seeing how your niece is crying in front of a kneeling Namjoon made you realize that she hates this idea, too. She’s scared of you, that’s for sure. But, what can you do? Imagine your babysitter hates children. Damn.

“Why can’t you go instead, Daddy? She hates me, I know it!” your niece said as she started to sob louder, not stopping any sooner no matter how much your brother is trying to convince him.

“She doesn’t hate you, baby. She’s just jealous because she’s old and lonely.” He said as if he didn't know you'd already arrived. You scoffed loudly at that. It was almost funny. You…jealous of a kid? Pleaaaaase. “It’s only for today, Miyoungie. I promise I’ll make it up to you. We’ll get ice cream after this event is finished.” He ended, knowing his daughter is a weakling for ice cream.

“Fine.” She stubbornly said. Angrily stomping to the shotgun seat of your car.

Namjoon walked towards you with a paper bag in his hands. “Here’s her costume, by the way. I think the event ends at 3pm. It’s only 7:15, have you had your breakfast?” he rambled. Even though he was annoying most of the time in your childhood, he was, no doubt, caring.

“I’m fine. Has she had her breakfast or do I need to drive her to McDonald’s?” you smirked victoriously, proud at your comeback sass. It didn’t last long though after Namjoon playfully smacked your head with the word pabo leaving his mouth. “Anyway, we’ll be going now. Don’t worry, she’ll be safe.

Namjoon handed you the paper bag filled with clothes and lunch box for two before walking towards his daughter, kneeling to her height and hugging her. He whispered something to her tiny ear before she nodded. He wiped her tears away. He opened the door to the passenger’s seat of your car, making sure he fastened the seatbelt as he closed the door gently, not wanting to startle his daughter.

You went to the driver’s side to finally start the car. You badly want to end this day. You glanced at your niece who was sulking beside you. I mean, who could blame her tho? This was so unplanned. She already informed her dad about this last week. And now, he’s telling her that he won’t be able to attend so he needed you as a substitute guardian. Isn’t that a little heartbreaking? But, anyway, your niece just wants to get close to you.

“Are you ready to go, kiddo?” you asked in a surprisingly calm manner. You saw how she nodded cutely. So you reached for the clutch and got ready to go.

The silence between you was pleasant, it surprised you. Everything about today surprised you.

You feel the stares Miyoung was giving you. They weren’t out of hatred or adoration. It was out of curiosity. Maybe something about you fascinated the toddler’s tiny mind. ‘What did Daddy mean when he said that she is lonely? Is she sad? Is that really why she hates me? Is she going to eat me?’

“What is it?” you asked, growing frustrated by the curious glares she gave you. She looked away, and shrugged.

“Daddy said to not cause you any trouble. If I do, you’re going to eat me. Is that true, Aunty?” she said with a slightly shaky voice. So that’s how he raises his kids huh. “Please don’t eat me, Aunty.” She faced her body towards you with her hands clasped together, practically begging.

It was cute, no doubt. Is that what Namjoon whispered to this baby? You laughed at the thought. For the first time in, like, your whole life, a child has made you laugh. Your niece’s eyes widened at your laugh. The tiny toddler is overthinking too much for her tiny mind to handle. She now thinks you’re really going to eat the sweet sweet child.

“What?! AHAHA. NO! Of course not. Why would I eat you? I don’t eat children, that’s gross.” You said between your laughs. Feeling the atmosphere between you lighten up. This day was going better than you thought it would be.

Maybe kids aren’t so bad after all.

After a few hours of meeting (more like seminar or something) with the parents and this really charming teacher, accompanying Miyoung to eat her sandwich and her meal but she offered you her sandwich because you don’t have anything to eat even though you have money but she insisted so you accepted, and phone calls from your work, it is time for the little performance the toddlers from this said kindergarten prepared for their ‘parents’. So that’s the costume for, now I get it. You thought as Miyoung came up to you and handed you the video camera that you didn’t know that she had. Maybe Namjoon packed it since he couldn’t go.

The performance was good, entertaining even. You felt like a proud mama cheering for her baby while holding the camera. It surprises you on how you reacted, you seemed really fond of the child, and you were though.

After the performance was done, the crowd dispersed into sections, making the columns and rows you all formed a while ago a mess. Miyoung rushed into you and held your hand. And suddenly, your phone rang. You let go of your niece’s hand to reach for the phone in your right pocket.

It was no surprise that it’s your boss. “It’s me, Sir Kim. What seems to be the problem?” you said. What could be the problem? Mr. Kim always bothered you, like he was really annoying. And now, you’ve filed your one-week leave and yet, he’s still bothering you and bombarding you with work. Man, he’s the worst.

“Nothing, I was just saying you got the promotion. Have fun on your leave.” With that, he hung up. Maybe he’s not so bad after all, pfft. That was amazing news, so amazing that you decided to take Miyoung to an ice cream parlor yourself and treat her with her favorite ice cream that you had no idea of.

You were happy, so happy that when you put it back to your pocket and reached for your niece’s hand, she wasn’t there.

Oh no. I’m doomed. Namjoon’s going to kill me. You thought as you started formulating a plan on searching for Miyoung. Internally panicking. What to do? You scanned the whole area to see if someone found Miyoung. Unfortunately, the messy crowd started to disperse slowly.

The pounding of your chest, beads of sweat start forming on your forehead as you spin around trying to look for a familiar small girl with a yellow humongous ribbon on her head. You were out of luck. Stupid phone call. Stupid promotion. Stupid boss. Stupid life!

You approached a middle-aged woman who looked like a principal in this kindergarten, thinking it would help you search for your niece. But then, an unknown number called you. Anxiety filled your stomach, a slight ringing in the background was heard, then silence.

Oh no, is Miyoung kidnapped? Are they going to ask me for ransom? Why is this happening? You thought as your shaky hands answered the phone.

“Hello? Hello, Miss?” a sweet honey-voiced man talked through the phone. He didn’t sound like a mysterious criminal, did he?

“Hello? Who is this?” you cringed at how shaky your voice was, you should’ve sounded tough not like some scared girl.

“Oh, where are my manners! I’m Park Jimin, Miss. Kim Miyoung’s teacher. I found your business card on the child’s ID. Don’t worry she’s in good hands but, be sure to pick her up though. We’re at the teacher’s faculty. I’ll hang up now.” He started, sounding so sure and professional.

You have finally arrived at your destination, the teacher’s faculty. You see Miyoung, sitting on a chair with a chocolate in her hand, eating happily while she swings her feet.

A man approached you, just as you reached to Miyoung. The man smiled down at you. “You must be Y/N. Miyoung’s this way.” With that, he led you to the faculty room that your niece was staying on.

“Aunty!” she shouted as she jumped off the chair, ran to you and hugged you as if you were the one who got lost. “Jiminie told me that he’ll buy me ice cream if I behave until you arrive.” She said, giggling. “Now that you’ve arrived, I can finally have my ice cream!”

“Jiminie?” you asked, curiously. “I thought he was your teacher?” you added.

“Yeah, but he’s daddy’s best friend so it’s fine.” Huh, that explains it. “Come on, Jiminie. You still have to get me ice cream.” She said as she skidded away from you and closer to the teacher who happened to be your brother’s best friend.

She grabbed his hand and pulled him to you, almost stumbling at how much height difference they have. “Woah, easy Miyoung.” The teacher said between his laughs. He genuinely seemed to be enjoying kids his whole life. Heck, why would he even be a teacher if he doesn’t?

You didn’t think you could handle being in the same room with someone the total opposite of you yet, here you are. Everything about this day seemed to surprise you. “Wait, are you even done with your work? We don’t want to cause you any trouble.” You said. Well, that came out wrong. It sounded like you didn’t want to be with him. Wait, no…not really. It's nice having him around, maybe cudd—NO Y/N, you just met hi—

“Y/N? Y/N, right? I was just telling you that my shift was done half an hour ago.” He said, interrupting your internal rumbling. You looked away from the scene of trees swaying with the wind to glance at the handsome guy looking at you in concern. “Uhm, shall we take your car or mine?” he asked, fidgeting the keys latched to the belt loop of his pants.

“Uhm, I’m not sure. Huh, I guess I haven’t thought about that. Miyoung?” you looked away from the stunning man to look at your side thinking that your niece might be by your side. But sadly, she was long gone to her teacher’s side, trying to pull his weight away from the direction of your car.

“Let’s go to Jiminie’s car! His car smells like vanilla and strawberries!! C’mon c’mon!” She squealed to you while pulling on her teacher.

You shrugged. So much for an ice cream, you thought as you followed the two.

The whole ride was surprisingly pleasing. Miyoung was right, his car smells good. Strawberries and vanilla.

You glanced to your left, looking at his hand at the clutch lever. By the way, you were on the passenger’s seat since Miyoung insisted that she needed space. You became silent, staring at your niece. What did she mean when she said she needed space? Is she trying to sell you out? You thought as you continued to watch her looking around, trying to find something. And then, she pulled a blanket from the back of the car. She happily hugged it before spreading it to cover her tiny body. She sat up again, reaching for a certain purple pillow.

To say that you were confused was an understatement. You reached for the door handle of the passenger’s seat before boarding. You finally noticed that Jimin was watching the whole scene. He explained that he was the one who Namjoon asked to drive her daughter. And that today was different since he had to assist and entertain parents so he wouldn’t be able to keep an eye on Miyoung. You nodded in understanding.

“We’re here,” you snapped out of your daze when you heard his sweet honey voice rang throughout the car. You turned your body to look at your niece, you noticed that she’s still in her mini dreamland. You unbuckle your seatbelt before going around the car to wake Miyoung up. You opened the car that was facing the top of her head, noticing the slow but calm pace of her breathing while she sleeps. Just as you lifted your hand to shake her shoulder awake, a hand grabbed your wrist. “She gets cranky if you shake her awake. Let me do it,” he said before letting you go slowly.

You step aside to give him a way to Miyoung’s head. You tilted your head to the side to watch what he was doing. He was stroking her head gently as he whispers into her ear. It freaking worked. She sat up while rubbing her eyes. She wrapped her arms around his neck as he carried her off his car. She looked at you before waving her hands enthusiastically before yelling, “Hi Aunty.” You waved back before walking to Jimin’s side.

You leaned towards him to give him a compliment, “You’re really good with children.” He looked down at you before facing forward, smiling adorably. He mumbled a small ‘thank you’ as he led the way.

You finally reached to Miyoung’s favorite ice cream park in front of a park. The place was spacious yet, simple. Groomed trees around it, benches and a playground. It’s the perfect destination to couples, and couples with children. That’s probably why this is Miyoung’s favorite place.

Jimin sets Miyoung down as he goes to the counter to place an order. You saw how Miyoung immediately ran towards the playground, communicating with some kids her age. You turned your head towards Jimin who was looking at you, “Yes? Is there something wrong?” you asked him.

“Uhm what flavor do you want? My treat,” he said, pulling out his wallet. you held out your hand, about to tell him that he didn’t need to buy you an ice cream, He was persistent as he said, “don’t worry, it’s on me.”

“Cookies n’ cream,” you mumbled while looking down. He nodded then faced the cashier attendant. You unknowingly pouted when you noticed they were close to each other, whispering something between themselves. You saw him moved away, shaking his head as if he was denying something. You turned away towards the playground, just to forget the scene and also, to keep an eye on Miyoung. She seemed to be enjoying her life as a kid. Lucky.

Jimin shyly cleared his throat, snapping you out of your daze. You noticed he was holding two cones. He handed you the cookies n’ cream flavor, before turning back to get Miyoung’s favorite ice cream. “Thank you, though you didn’t have to,” you said, as you gave him a genuine smile.

“Nah, I wanted to,” he said as he giggled slightly. You two walked side by side towards the playground. You sat on a bench while munching on your ice cream. He called your niece to give her her ice cream. She ran towards him immediately before going back to the playground. Jimin sat beside you as he started to devour his ice cream. “So, Namjoon-hyung’s sister?” he started, facing you.

You snorted lightly at how awkward he sounded when the question left his mouth. He looked at you, amused. “Yeah, and you’re his best friend?” you said with just right amount of sass while you raised your eyebrow at him. “How come I’ve never heard of you before?” you asked with genuine curiosity as you faced the scene before you.

“Hmm, probably Namjoon-hyung forgot again. You know how he forgets stuff like that.” he said facing the same directions you’re looking at. It’s hard not to notice how the air around you is claiming, and the getting-to-know conversation the two of you are having feels like two best friends catching up with each other. It was nice. “I heard that you hated children. Why is that?” he suddenly asked, catching you off guard.

You shrugged. You were about to answer but a detail on his sentence stopped you. “Hated? What do you mean? I still hate them.” you said, calmly. You inhaled before talking, contemplating what to say. “Well, I just don’t like how high-maintenance they are. They always demand attention and can’t do things on their own. But, I can stand children; just don’t let them copy me. I hate how they do things I do.” You finished your rant with a sigh. You turned your head to Jimin who nodded in understanding, he looked amused. Fuck, I sound like a child.

He let out a short laugh as he leaned towards you. “Same, but I find it adorable though,” He said, trying to ease himself. “To answer your first question, you seem too fond of Miyoung, so I assumed that you have changed your mind,” he ended before proceeding to continue his ice cream.

“what? I mean, she’s a great kid...she doesn’t annoy the hell out of me,” you replied with a shrug. “Well, what about you? What’s something about children that fascinates you that you chose to be a teacher other than every other career that you can have?” you questioned him. You were grateful that he didn’t hate you for hating something he finds adorable.

Jimin looked towards the playground, thinking deeply for a wonderful example. “I love how innocent they are. They don’t have to worry about anything. All they want and need to do is to be happy and enjoy their childhood. And, I want to be a part of that wonderful memory.” He said as his eyes glowed in adoration of the kids playing with your niece. Laughter was heard as you two talked. “And then, there’s just the hint of pride whenever they achieve something. Even the tiniest victories, they’re so happy,” he added. He was shaking his fist adorably as if trying to contain his excitement.

“I think you’re going to be a great dad in the future,” you complimented, giving him a sweet smile.

“Thanks, I think you’re going to be a great mom too. Someday, he said.

An unfamiliar warmth swells up to your chest as you took in his words. “Yeah. Someday.”

#jimin x reader #bts jimin #jimin x y/n #jimin x you #jimin x army #bts x army #bts x you #bts x y/n #bts x reader #bts fluff #jimin fluff

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soyouthinkucanwrite · 4 years ago

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Trip to the store with Tom and Harry

*This is actually part of a chapter of something I've been writing for myself, just for fun. Basically, the reader is staying with them for the weekend, things are still pretty recent with Tom, she's famous too, whatever, whatever... there are 15 chapters tho (48k + words)! This blurp doesn't contain smut, but the others do, so let me know if you like this, and I might post the full series.

Minor warning: people taking unsolicited pictures, panic attack foreshadowing. Also, this is in a world pre-pandemic (the series happens in June 2019) that's why no maks. But you live in 2021, so please wear yours!

Overall, just pure fluffiness and brother's bickering. Enjoy and please, please give me your feedback!

This is 2k+ words, btw

*edit! I did it you guys, here's chapter 1 of the whole series

“Just leave it, baby” Tom calls out when I get up from the breakfast table taking the dishes to the sink to wash them.

“It’s fine, just a couple plates” I say already washing them. “You wanna go to the store now or later?”

“Let’s go now” Tom says.

“I call shotgun!” Harry announces.

“Absolutely not! I’m driving and(y/n)'s my-” I keep my ear open for the end of that sentence, which apparently won’t be coming out because Harry starts to laugh and I can tell Tom wants to kill him for that. I just shake my head and keep washing the plates, pretending I didn’t hear anything.

We go back to his room to brush our teeth before heading out and I consider changing my clothes, but decide this is fine (out of laziness). Tom changes into a pair of joggers and shirt, he looks like he’s going to work out, but handsome as always. I wonder if he’s going to wear the cap and sunglasses that he keeps on his car for quick disguise. He grabs his wallet and the car keys and we’re heading out when I remember my wallet.

“Hold on, forgot my wallet” I say going back the hallway.

“What you need your wallet for?” He asks when I get back, he was waiting for me at the end of the corridor. We go down the stairs, Harry is already there waiting, flipping through his phone.

“You see, a wallet is where you keep your money and these plastic card thingies, which are like money, but virtual. Money is something you need to give the people at the store-”

“Alright smart ass, I get it. You won’t need to buy anything, it’s what I’m saying”

“Please don’t get him started” Harry pleads with me when we get outside the door.

“What?” I laugh. Tom unlocks the car and I go straight to the backseat, trying to avoid another awkward sitting discussion.

“Tom insists he pays for everything around the house. Part of the reason why we go grocery shopping without him” Harry says from the front seat. “He’s pretty good at making money, got admit. But terrible at managing it, the lads don’t even pay rent!”

“Would you like to pay rent?” Tom asks, reversing the car and taking a glance at me, winking.

“I’m your brother! Dealing with you IS my rent” I laugh the whole way to the store at their banter about money, the radio, the car temperature. I catch glances at Tom through the rear mirror, smiling every time he sees me watching him.

“Why are we here? I though it was only food” Harry asks with an annoyed voice when Tom turned to get in a parking lot.

“We’re getting other stuff too” Tom explains, parking and getting out of the car, taking my hand. He didn’t get his cap and sunglasses. We left the car at a parking lot and walked to a discreet door that read ‘collect by car’, was this some kind of celebrity special entrance? We take an elevator and when it opens it’s like a mall, or a department store. A fancy Target, I’d say. ‘Marks & Spencer’. Uh…very British. Harry takes a cart and Tom gets another. I follow Tom but notice that Harry goes solo on his shopping trip. Tom’s still holding my hand and I look around to see if anyone’s watching but apparently not. “Let’s look at the blown dryers first, huh?” He says and I nod, following his lead.

When we get to the beauty tools section (is that what they call it?) Tom reaches for the fancy, expensive blow dryer models and I reach for the travel-sized ones. I look at him smiling. “You were thinking about getting a blown dryer for the house, weren’t you?”

“Weren’t you?”

“Tom, you’re seriously buying a blown dryer just because I asked to borrow one?” I laugh at him.

“I could use one too, you know? It’s not just for when you come around” He says in a tone that gives away he was thinking exactly the opposite.

“Okay then. Not that brand, though. This one” I put back the travel size and step closer to him to look at the models, reading the boxes and considering the options. When we settle for one he puts it on the cart and we keep walking through the store, reaching the products section. “Shampoo” I indicate, walking towards the shelf with all the options.

“Hi, can I help you guys?” A store attendant asks approaching us.

“Hi” I say smiling at her. “Just looking for some shampoo and conditioner”

“Something specific?”

“Not rubbish” Tom jokes. And she looks confused.

“He uses Head & Shoulders and is offended I called it rubbish” I explain to her laughing.

“Oh…that’s not good” She grimaces and Tom shakes his head.

“I know! Thank you! It doesn’t have to be anything fancy…I don’t know any of these brands though…” Me and the attendant start talking about shampoo and Tom zones out, looking around. When I finally pick one, along with conditioner, hair mask and styling gel I put it all in the cart and thank her. Tom was looking at a shelf with bath products, bath salts and bombs.

“Hi” I step to his side.

“Bath bomb? Doesn’t sound very relaxing” I laugh at that. Boys. When I was going to explain it to him two girls approach us.

“Hi, Tom!” One of them says, blushing furiously.

“Uh…hi!” He answers, slightly startled. “How’s it going?” He recovers his composure.

“Fine…Uh, is it ok if we ask you for a selfie?”

“Sure, no problem” He smiles. They look in between him and I.

“Could you take one, (y/n)?” Does she mean with me, or she want’s me to take the picture?

“Sure, give me your phone” I say reaching for her phone. And they laugh nervously.

“We meant with us”

“Oh, yeah” I laugh. “Course” Tom is watching and laughing at me. “But do you want me to take one of you guys with him too? So you don’t have only selfies”

“Oh would you? Thank you!” They say giving me their phones and posing along him. He keeps staring at you the whole time. I snap multiple pics with both phones and give them back to them.

“See what you think” I gave their phones back.

“Oh it’s great! Thank you”

“You didn’t even look at it. What if she’s a shitty photographer?” Tom laughs.

“Excuse me? I’m a great photographer” I answered him. “I bet the one’s you take won’t look so great” I said posing with the girls, who were just staring at the two of us in awe. I smiled while Tom snapped the pics and then he gave their phones back.

“Thank you!” One of them smiled.

“Yeah thank you!” They were walking away when one of them looked back and shouted. “You guys are really cute together!” And they sprinted away laughing.

“Teenagers” Tom says shaking his head and laughing.

“Don’t know, we ARE really cute together” You tease him, poking his side.

“I know, wasn’t disagreeing” He says defensively. “You can’t make every fan encounter this long though, or else you’re never gonna get anything done”

“Okay grandpa” You laugh. “Common, it didn’t even take that long”

“Not this time. Probably made their day, though” He says. “Just don’t get frustrated if every fan isn’t this nice”

“I don’t expect them to be. It’s just, they liked whatever we do and it’s part of their lives. Doesn’t cost anything to be nice, and besides, it’s a positive reinforcement. Next time they need courage to do something, it’ll be easier for them. People make too much fuss about celebrities, but like, asking a date out is way scarier and more common” Tom just smiled and shakes his head. “What?”

“I really love your mind, you know?”

“What did I said?”

“The positive reinforcement thing. I though you were going to say we’re leaving a good impression” You scoff.

“Bath bombs” I say trying to change the subject. “It’s like aspirin, for your bath. They’re really nice, wanna pick some?” He nods picking one up and trying to smell them. You guys joke around and pick some bath bombs as well as some bubbles and shower gel. “We got so much stuff” I say looking at the cart.

“Only essentials” He says and kiss me on the cheek. “I like this, get used to it”

“What?”

“Spoiling you. I’m like a sugar daddy”

“Oh my god, you didn’t just say that” I laugh. “That makes me a toiletries sugar baby” He laughs and pushes the cart along the corridor. We find Harry on the beverages section, picking up some beer boxes.

“So much for groceries” Tom says looking at his cart. Chips, candy, beer and milk. We get a few more items like some fruits and vegetables, yogurt, eggs and of course a bunch of ready meals, which seem to be a must for them.

“You guys don’t cook much, do you?” I joke.

“Only when Sam’s around. Which then he cook’s for us, of course” Harry answers and I laugh.

“Is he at school?” I ask.

“Cooking school. In Paris” Harry tells me, putting the groceries on the cashier belt.

“That’s so cool” I look at Tom. “That’s really cool”

“I know. Wait, are you really more impressed by my younger-chef-brother than my acting career?” He laughs.

“I mean…” I shrug and Harry laughs at us. We see a flash and turn our heads at the same time to the woman on the line behind us, who had her phone pointed to us. I look down and Tom puts his arm around me. “She’s taking pics” I whisper to him getting out of his embrace.

“So?” He says and puts his hand on my back, standing with his back to her in front of me. Harry hurries up and finishes putting the groceries on the belt, bagging everything up. I go to help him while Tom pays for our shopping. We put the stuff back on a cart and get out of the store. When we get out of the elevator and in the parking lot again, I hear Tom saying to Harry ‘Ride on the back now, yeah?’. We put everything on the trunk and Harry gets on the backseat, so I get on the passenger seat. Tom starts to drive and takes my hand laying on my thigh, he rubs his thumb over the back of my hand and I’m glad he’s being mindful because these encounters with paparazzi and random people taking pics really stress me out.

“I don’t really mind taking photos” I say out of the blue. “When they introduce themselves and ask for it”

“It’s so disrespectful, pisses me off” Harry agrees. “Like, you want a photo? Fine, just ask for it. You don’t simply snap photos of random people on the street, what makes you think you have the right to do it if you saw the person on a movie before?”

“We only saw that because the flash was on too. Makes me think of all the times I never see it. Like you’re always being watched. It’s…” Scary? Stressful? An invasion of privacy? All of the above?

“I’m sorry” Tom says, tightening his grip on my hand.

“It’s not your fault” I say.

“I’m still sorry” I give him a half smile. Nothing we can do about it, is there?

“Nice record Tom, where did you get it?” Harry asked lifting the Lime Cordiale record I bought Tom at Camden.

“That’s (y/n)'s” He says.

“I bought it for you” I smile.

“What? Did you?” I bit my lip smiling and nod. “I’m an idiot, sorry”

“That you are. An ungrateful idiot apparently” Harry says.

“It’s ok” I give Harry a glare. “It’s ok, really” I repeat looking over at Tom. “As long as you listen to them now”

“I will, promise” He smiles and lifts my hand to kiss it. Harry makes a gaging sound and I just laugh.

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tlou2holland · 4 years ago

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Joel Miller x Reader

I‘m thinking about making a series out of this!

Warnings: cursing, killing of infected, age difference

Summary: you and Joel are on patrol, when the events take a surprising turn.

“Hey Y/N, wait!“ A familiar voice calls out behind you. You stop your way to your home and turn around to find Jesse walking up to you. “Hi Jesse.“ You wave and smile, waiting for him to catch up. “What´s the matter?“ You ask after walking in silence for some seconds. “You know I am supposed to be on Patrol this morning?“ Jesse scratches his neck and looks at you. You nod and wave your hand in front of you. “I know, come to the point.“ You teasingly poke him in the ribs with your elbow and wait for him to finish. You kind of already have an idea where this was going, tho. “Could you maybe jump in for me? I wanted to talk to Dina and Ellie.“ Jesse looks nervous and you smile at him.You love going on Patrols. “sure, but you’ll do my fieldwork for the day. Deal?“ You extend your hand and Jesse shakes it. “Deal.“ He continues to walk with you to your house, and you take it as a chance to ask him some questions. “Who else is on Patrol?“ You look at your fingers and pick the dirt out from beneath your nails. “Oh, its group patrol. Tommy and Joel will be there for sure.“ Jesse shrugs his shoulders and you nod. „Cool, I like them.“ You look up and find Jesse smirking at you, his black hair flying in the wind. “sure you like him.“ He wiggles his eyebrows and you groan. “Oh shut up! He´s way too old for me.“ You shake your head laughing, but Jesse doesn’t budge. “No one cares about age these days, you said so yourself. I´d definitely fuck Joel if-“ Jesse talks in a high pitched voice but you stop him by slapping his arm. “Shut it! I was drunk when I said that.“ You couldn’t bite back your own smile any longer and hide your face behind your hands, cheeks growing hot. “Don´t worry, your secret is safe with me.“ Jesse pats your shoulder and you shrug him off, deciding to pay him back. “How kind of you. What is so important to talk about with Dina and Ellie, that you miss out on Patrol, anyways?“ You bite your lip and watch him blush, step fastening slightly to get faster to your house. “They kissed, and Ellie is avoiding me. Dina too. I want to talk to them to let them know there are no hard feelings, Dina can kiss whoever she wants.“ Jesse´s eyes meet yours for a second and you take in a sharp breath. “Sounds awkward. Is it really okay with you? I mean, Dina and you broke up last week.“ You kick a stone in front of you and watch it slide over the slippery mud. “Yeah, Dina and I are cool. She’s still important to me, obviously. But I like Ellie, I know she’s not playing games with her.“ Jesse hides his hands in his pockets and you do the same. “Yeah, Ellie wouldn’t do that. Don´t be mad, but I think Dina and Ellie would actually make a really cute couple.“ You say smiling, while thinking about your friends. “I´m not mad.“ Jesse laughs and stops as your house comes into sight. “Patrol starts in an hour, just meet the others at the gate.“ Jesse stomps his foot into the ground and you continue walking, turning around to walk backwards. “Alright, good luck with your little chat.“ You wave and smile one last time, Jesse doing the same. As soon as you enter the warm comfort of your home, you shrug off your jacket and throw it over a nearby chair, not before removing your shoes. Your fingers are freezing so you rub them together, looking around your room that once used to be a garage, to pack your backpack. Your home wasn’t big, but definitely big enough for you. You have everything you need, including a small cooking space and bedroom. “Okay, for Patrol I definitely need warmer clothes.“ You talk to yourself, grabbing a worn hoodie you once found in a mall to dress it on top of your current shirt. Next, you grab your favorite knife from the counter and stuff it into the belt of your jeans, along with a smaller one and your gun. Your backpack rests in the corner, shotgun and an empty bottle poking out. You hang the shotgun onto the backpacks side and prepare your backpack, more weapons and some clean rags with alcohol going inside, just to make sure. After you’re done, you decide to help Tommy prepare the horses and slide the backpack onto your shoulders, a sigh leaving your lips at the heavy feeling. Boots and Jacket being put back on, you leave your house and march to the nearby stalls, feeling a little excited to be out in the wild again after three weeks of not going. “Morning Tommy.“ You knock onto a wooden pole to make Tommy aware of your presence, and pet the nearest horse with a smile. “Oh, morning Y/N. Aren´t you supposed to be on the fields today?“ Tommy picks up a saddle and carries it over to his horse. You take your own one out of its box and start to prepare it. “No, I mean, yes. But I swapped with Jesse. Hope that’s alright.“ You take a brush to quickly clean the horses fur and saddle it after you’re done. “Of course, you’re a better shooter than Jesse, anyway.“ Tommy laughs and starts to prepare the next horse, while you laugh with him. “I simply had a good teacher.“ You take his and your horse, and walk them outside. “Meet you at the gate?“ You ask over your shoulder. “Yeah, I won’t be long.“ Tommy disappears into a box and you gently pull on the reins in your hand. “Come on guys, let’s go.“ The horses follow you and you’re quick to arrive at the gate, Seth and Joel already waiting. “Good morning.“ You greet them, a blush on your cheeks from the cold. “Where´s Jesse?“ Seth asks grumpily, grey brows knitted together. “We changed shifts.“ You shrug your shoulders and move your head, not interested into having a conversation with a man that offended two of your closest friends. “We don´t need a little girl out on patrol with us, She´ll only-“ “She killed more infected than you, Y/N can take good care of herself.“ Joel steps forward and his hazel eyes look at you. You smile shyly and nod, silently thanking him. Joel looks tired, lips firmly pressed together and backs under his eyes. “She´s your responsibility then, I ain’t saving her ass.“ Seth frowns and you give him a cold look. “Good, cause I won’t save your ass, either.“ Joel chuckles at that and takes Tommys horse from you, staying by your side. Seth just gives you another look and turns around, arms crossed. “I don´t get it why he has to be such a dick.“ You mumble under your breath, not even trying to hide your disking for Seth. Joel briefly eyes you up and down and takes in a long breath. “I asked myself the same thing.“ Joel scratches his beard and you try not to stare, watching him out of the corner of your eye. “How´s Ellie? I mean, after what happened at the dance.“ Joel rests his arm on the saddle and stands crosslegged, body turned towards you. “I don´t know, think she’s good tho. Ellie is tough.“ You lick your lips and push some leafs around your feet. “She is.“ Joel exhales and plays with the wristband of his watch, deep in thought. You want to ask how Joel is feeling, but decide against it. He rarely opens up, and you don’t want to push him. “Let´s leave before the weather changes for the worst.“ Tommy appears from behind you, two horses trotting next to him. Seth and Joel take their horses and get ready, while you do the same. “Open the gate!“ Tommy and Seth build the front while you and Joel follow closely behind. “Be safe, and come back if something is too big for you.“ The man at the gate opens it painfully slow, and closes it as soon as your horses set foot outside of Jackson. The chilly autumn air makes you shiver and you’re quick to pull the hood of your sweater over your head. “Alright, we’ll take the shortcut threw the woods and stop at the old town, scan the mall and supermarket for any infected, then come back. Okay?“ Tommy shouts over his shoulder, the heavy stomping of hooves on the ground underlining his words. “Got it.“ Joel grumbles, hunched over his horse and reins tight in his hand. You gently urge your horse to run faster, and follow your companions into the woods. Branches sway dangerously in the wind and small pieces of wood break under the horses weight. You close your eyes for a second and just listen, your breathing mixed with the chirping of birds and water running in a nearby river. If it wasn’t for the infected, you could stay outside forever. You open your eyes just in time to register movement to your right, slowing down slightly. “Whats wrong?“ Joel asks, pulling on the reins and slowing down as well. “Something is out there.“ You point to the bushes and alert Tommy as well, all eyes searching for any signs of danger. Just when you thought you were only imagining things, three runners come sprinting towards you. Their mouths are wide open as they scream and scratch the air with their bloody hands, head twitching from left to right. “Runners!“ You shout, before quickly pulling out your gun and shooting the closest one. The body drops to the floor, but that doesn’t stop the other two from trying to attack you and your horse. You aim for the next one and pull the trigger at the same time as Joel, two more bodies dropping to the ground. “We have to go, the gunshots will only attract more!“ Seth kicks his horse in the rips and starts galloping along the uneven earth, Tommy following close behind. “This way.“ Joel and you follow, leaning forward to get a better view of your surroundings. “More runners to your left!“Tommy makes a sharp right turn and slits the throat of a runner that got dangerously close to Seth. You gasp and almost run into a tree, dodging it last second. You look behind you and a string of curses leave your lips. “Fuck, they’re coming from everywhere!“ You take out a handful with your gun, the echo of the shots almost as loud as their screaming nonsense. “We have to split up!“ Tommy struggles to load his riffle and Seth isn’t much of a help, not even looking back to check up on you guys. You and Joel on the other hand work like a team, keeping each others backs free and shooting every runner that only dared to get close to Tommy. “Seth watch out!“ You scream breathless, hastily grabbing your small knife and throwing it blade first ahead of you. You’re lucky and it lands inside the eye of a runner who was cutting off Seth´s way, making him drop to the ground. Seth´s eyes widen in shock, and he looks back at you. „T-Thank you.“ He stutters before making another left turn and finally killing some runners himself. “It´s too many.“ Joel curses, gun tightly in one, and reins in the other hand. “Y/N, Joel, you go to the supermarket. Seth and I take the mall, we meet in the village. Hurry!“ Tommy casually throws his riffle back over his shoulder and makes a u-turn, dodging some runners, Seth hot on his heels. You and Joel waste no time and continue on your path, Joel showing you the way while you keep an eye out for more runners. The group of infected has split up and you only have a handful still following you, nothing you can’t handle. “We´re almost there.“ Joel shouts over his shoulder, face red and veins popping out of his neck. You swallow and quickly reload your gun, trying not to drop the bullets on the wobbly horseback. “You fuckers.“ With that you extend your arm and squint an eye, waiting for two runners to perfectly aline behind each other. Your finger pulls the trigger and shoots both in the head, needing only one bullet. “Impressive.“ Joel mumbles, as he slows down to help you. You don´t know why, but his comment made you proud. “Last one´s for you.“ Joel points his gun to a furious runner that bites the air and extends its claws towards you. You inhale and aim, confidently pulling the trigger one last time. You sigh in relief when the last one drops to the ground, and you can stuff the gun back into your belt. “That was close.“ You whisper and Joel nods, slowing down to the point you could comfortably sit back in the saddle. “The supermarket is right there, we should stop here and walk just in case. Makes us less of a target.“ Joel stops and hops off his horse, a loud grunt leaving his lips in the progress. You follow him and briefly brush the blood from your fingers onto your jeans. “We can bind the horses there.“ You point to a driveway that was half covered in grass with a big tree growing next to it. “Looks good to me.“ Joel nods in approval and you both take care of your horses before continuing walking by foot. “Whoever was on patrol last time, they did a shitty job. I haven´t seen that many runners for weeks, they must have been here a while.“ You shiver at the thought and Joel grabs onto the strings of his backpack. “I just hope the supermarket is clean, my back hurts.“ Joel rotates his shoulders and you stifle a laugh. “Feeling old yet?“ You step slightly closer towards him and make your arms brush, hoping he didn’t notice. He did tho, but doesn’t step away. You continue your way, arms occasionally brushing against each other. “Nah, nothing 8 hours of sleep can’t fix.“ He looks at you and you almost stumble over your own feet, distracted under his gaze. “Careful.“ Joel quickly grabs your arm and stops you from falling, an amused smile on his lips. You chuckle and regain balance, trying not to blush at how warm your arm gets where Joel is touching you. You know he’s older than you, and practically like a dad to your friend, but you can’t help it and feel attracted to Joel. It’s just a small crush tho, nothing too serious. That’s what you told Jesse one night while being drunk and playing truth or dare, and that’s what you tell yourself when you find yourself dreaming about the man next to you. Just a crush, no hard feelings. Everything else would only make things complicated and awkward. “Who taught you how to shoot like that?“ Joel lets go of your arm and casually rests one hand on his hip while the other holds a knife, just in case. “Tommy teached me a long time ago. I was new in Jackson and didn’t even know how to hold a gun.“ You chuckle at the memory and let your mind wonder. Would you still be alive if you never came to Jackson? Probably not. Maybe, with much luck. “You came there alone?“ Joel asks, voice deep and husky. You frown slightly and lower your head. “My mom and sister died when the outbreak started, and my dad got infected on our way to Jackson.“ You clasp your necklace between your fingertips and slightly pull on the charm, a small silver star that once belonged to your sister. “I know how you feel.“ Joel´s eyes darken and he straightens his back, face unreadable. “Most people do nowadays, don’t they?“ You smile and look at him with sad eyes, wondering what kind of man he was before the outbreak started. You barely remember the world before hell broke loose, but Joel does. He must had a normal life back then, maybe even family. You furrow your eyebrows, that thought sounds ironically funny to you. “That´s why most people keep to themselves. It’s easier to be alone than loosing another loved one.“ Joel looks at his watch and you tilt your head. “Is that why you only let Tommy and Ellie in?“ The question slips past your lips before you can stop yourself, and Joel tenses. “I´m letting you in right now, or am I not?“ Joel briefly looks at you and then walks ahead, walk stiff and fast. You follow without saying another word, trying to comprehend what just happened. “We´re here.“ Joel stops in front of the supermarket, looking at the smashed in windows and barricaded door. The roof broke in at some places, and nature started to overgrow the place. Still, some shelves weren’t empty and the back of the shop looks untouched. You turn on your flashlight and carefully light into the place, spotting a mushroom like growth in one corner. “Spores. Put your mask on.“ You step back and pull your mask out of your backpack and over your face, breaths quick and short. “They weren’t there last time.“ Joel puts on his mask and gently pushes you behind him, hunching over and preparing to climb in from one of the windows. “quiet, we don’t know what’s inside.“ He looks into your eyes for any kind of resistance, but you just nod and get out your knife, showing him you’re ready. Glass splinters crunch under your weight as you swing yourself over the windowsill and land in a crouched position. You bite your lip and look around, signaling Joel to follow you. Your feet grind over the ground and you carefully round the corner, flashlight flickering for a second. There it stands, a clicker with open skull and ulcers all over his body. Its torso is leaned forward and arms pulled back as it screeches its horrible sound. You flinch and quickly move to a nearby shelf, pressing yourself against it while Joel hides behind a wall. The clicker moves its head into your direction and clicks again, moving forward while doing so. You hold your breath and tighten the grip on your knife. You’d wait for It to round the shelf and then kill it from behind. The clicker swings its head from side to side and continues to scan its surroundings, getting closer to you with each step. You dare to take a look and crane your neck, almost gasping when the clicker turns his head directly towards you. You hurry to round the shelf and change position, while the clicker makes it way to your previous one. Joel observes your every move, but is stuck in his position or else the clicker is going to tick off. You feel sweat forming on your forehead and suddenly don’t feel so cold anymore, as your nerves kick in. The clicker almost disappears completely behind the shelf before you launch to the side and lock your arm around the clickers throat. You pull it down to your level and stab your knife into its temple, rotating it twice before pulling back out. The clicker looses its grip on you and silently slips to the floor, a puddle of blood forming beneath it. Joel comes out of his hiding spot and searches the clicker for any useful stuff. It’s last clicker echos inside the room and you hold your breath, praying to hear nothing else. But luck wasn’t on your side and before you could comprehend what was happening, a runner comes out of nowhere and screams as he sees you. Joel quickly pushes you aside and doges the runners swing, only to swing back at him with his knife. The runner cries angrily and jumps forward, barely missing Joel by a few inches. You get back up and prepare to help Joel, when the sound of another clicker makes you halt your movements. “Shit.“ You whisper-scream, turning around to see another clicker wandering the aisles of the supermarket. “Another clicker.“ You tell Joel as quiet as possible, while he held the runner tightly in his grip and was about to pop its neck. “for fucks sake.“ He mumbles, flexing his arms with a grunt and letting the dead body slip to the floor with a thud. “I´ll take him and you look for more.“ You tell Joel, already sneaking your way threw the aisles before he could protest. Luckily for you, the clicker is distracted by a bottle you kicked into the opposite direction, and walks away from you. You take the chance and slit its throat from behind, catching the body in your arms and silently laying it down. Blood is all over your mask and the inside starts to get foggy, making you breathe out in annoyance. You quickly round the other aisles and make sure that you’re alone, before going to the back of the shop to look for Joel. He´s in an office, leaning against a desk while clutching his face. You can’t see any spores, so you also take off your mask and carefully make your way over to him. “It´s safe.“ Joel says, voice tired and breathless. “Two more runners but I took them down.“ Joel holds his cheek while looking up at you, and you shyly wiggle yourself between his legs. There you stand, invading his private space, grabbing his wrist with shaking fingers. “What happened?“ You ask, as you slowly lower his hand and place it into his lap. A gash decorates his cheek, soaking his beard with blood. Its not deep, but long and nasty looking. “one of them surprised me and almost got me, tried grabbing my face and pushed my own knife in.“ Joel chuckles at your worried expression, but doesn’t pull away when you grab his face. “We need to clean it.“ You step back and get rid of your backpack, rummaging threw its contents for a cloth and rubbing alcohol. “I see you’re prepared.“ Joel slips a little lower and crosses his legs, hands gripping the desk behind him. You adjust your flashlight and stand between his legs again, blushing when your knee bumps into his clothed crotch. “You never know what happens.“ You shrug your shoulders and soak the cloth in alcohol before placing the bottle on the desk. “Look up, please.“ You gently cup his chin and push it upwards, so you could have a better look at his chin. His beard tickles on your fingertips and you don’t dare to meet his eyes, while he stares at you and tilts his head back. “This stings a little.“ You purse your lips and press the cloth against his bleeding cheek. Joel grips the edges of the desk tighter, but stays quiet. “What happened with your nose?“ You ask, trying to distract him while your pinky finger brushes over the light scar on the bridge of his nose. “Fist fight, I think. I don´t really remember, to be honest.“ Joel slowly moves his hands and grazes your hips. You blush and let your eyes flicker to his, to find him already looking at you. “I- I don´t think you need stitches. It already stopped bleeding.“ You whisper, intimidated by the closeness between you two. “Okay.“ Joel whispers back, breath fanning over your face. When did you get so close? You inhale sharply, knees getting weak as you smell him. His blood, dirt from outside and sweat. But also soap and, wood? He smells musky, and you like it. You lick your lips as you stare at his own, framed by his greying beard. You lower the cloth and open your mouth but close it, your mind running blank. You feel Joels hands on your lower back, and his eyes on your face. “Joel.“ Your fingers wander down his neck to rest on his chest, but instead of pushing him away, you hold onto the fabric of his jacket. Its soft and warm in your palm, and you find yourself pulling it closer to your body. Joel closes his eyes and you do the same, holding your breath. You don’t know who kisses who, but suddenly Joels lips are on yours and his beard prickles your sensitive skin. His hands brush upwards to cup your face, and his rough thumb gently slides over your cheek. You sigh into the kiss and open your lips further, waiting impatiently to taste him. He grunts and you feel the vibration in his chest, mentally taking a note of it as its one of the hottest sounds you ever heard. His tongue slips past your lips and your belly does a flip, goosebumps rising on your arm. What are you doing? The voice inside your head screams. Now its not just a silly crush anymore.

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Stargazing - Lee Felix

“Yah y/n hurry up” Minho yelled. You were upstairs trying hard to pick an outfit for the trip you were attending. Well it wasn’t really your idea, not talking about how much you just wanted to stay home. But your lovely brother Minho had to “take care” of you since your parents were on a business trip once again. The only problem was that Minho already planed to go on a road trip with his friends.

So here you were , taking your time just to piss him off. A few yells and outfits later you finally gave in, took your bag and went downstairs. “Ah finally, the Princess is ready to go” Minho mocked, you just rolled your eyes and shot a “at least I look good” back. Opening the door you sat down, your brother following. He started to drive and made his way to Chan’s house. Chan, the popular handsome guy. All of Minho’s friends were popular, a lot of girls were jealous that you could spend so much time with them.

You didn’t really care, they were just 8 random boys to you, one of them being your annoying brother. Whenever they were at you house, that happened often because your parents weren’t home most of the time, you tried to stay in your room avoiding them as much as possible. It wasn’t like you didn’t like them, every single one of was kind and caring. They treated you like a little sister and you were thankful for that.

Taking a sip from your drink you almost choked when Minho said “you know that Felix is coming too right?” That asshole. You definitely had a weak spot for the fluffy haired guy with the galaxy spread over his cheeks and Minho knew that all to well. Trying to stay cool you just responded with a “mh great for him” looking out of the window you couldn’t see the smirk which was formed on your brothers lips.

A few moments later you arrived at Chan’s house, a few cars stood there. All of the guys were already waiting, Chan, Changbin, Hyunjin, Jisung , Seungmin, Jeongin and of course Felix. “Oh look who’s already here” Changbin laughed. Minho went out of the car to great his friends, you following close behind. “Sorry, this Princess here took her time” you just scoffed and made your way to Jisung, he was the one you were the closest to. He smiled and gave you a hug before ruffling your hair “princess here looks great tho” he said with a wink. You couldn’t see Felix clenching his yaw.

Chan got up and clapped his hands together “great, keep it down lovebirds we have a long journey in front of us! Split up and get in the cars” As you were about to head for Minho’s car again you stopped in your tracks, all seats were occupied. You were about to protest when someone cleared his throat behind you and a deep, all to familiar voice said “Well I guess you’re with me then”

After sending Minho a death glare you turned around and smiled at Felix “yeah let’s go” You quickly made your way to Felix car so you’d get shotgun, placing you pillow in your lap. Hyunjin and Jisung were also with you and Felix, the rest of the boys were in a car with Minho or Chan. And that was how the trip started, all of you wanted to get as far away as possible from home. The atmosphere was relaxed, Jisung, Hyunjin and Felix screamed along some songs which were played on the radio and at some point you just screamed with them.

When the screaming stopped it was already dark outside, you were driving for about six hours by now. Hyunjin and Jisung already took a few naps on the backseat while Felix and you stayed up the whole time talking about everything. At some point the two of you stopped and just listened to the soft music playing in the background, watching his eyes becoming more tired you spoke up “hey Hyunjin, Jisung what about we switch seats? Felix and me are getting tired, your turn to drive” Eventhough they protested at first the car soon stopped and all of you changed seats.

The warm summer breeze had turned cold by now, causing you to shiver as you went out of the car. You were just wearing a thin top and shorts so you couldn’t warm up that easily. Jisung and Hyunjin were still standing outside while Felix and you were already settled on the backseat. He noticed that you were cold and took off his hoodie “y/n” you turned your head around looking at him with big eyes “here, take it” “but you’ll be cold I shouldn’t-“ “just take it I’ll be fine” he pushed you further. You gave in and took the soft material in your hands, sliding it over your head. Felix comforting scent immediately taking over your senses, making you smile.

Felix couldn’t help but smile as well, the sight of you wearing his hoodie which was basically a dress on you, hair all messy and eyes sleepy caused his stomach to explode in butterflies. As he saw that you were still shivering he scooted closer and put his blanket over your legs. You were so sleepy that you couldn’t think clearly, as you felt Felix arm sliding around your shoulder, pulling you more into him you gladly accepted the offer and snuggled even further into his warmth.

Closing your eyes you felt the weight of Felix head on yours which was resting on his chest, after that you were fast asleep. The front door opened and the other two boys came in, seeing you and Felix all cuddled up on the backseat. They smiled as Hyunjin started to talk “what do you think Ji? How long will it take until they realize it?” Jisung just chuckled and replied “I don’t know, but look at them. It’s too cute to be true” he took out his phone and snapped a quick photo, sending it to Minho.

Minho just chuckled at the sight of the two of you “this is gonna be fun”

“What do you mean by you took pictures?!” “Bro we mean it like we said, I’ll show you later” someone laughed. You were still half asleep and couldn’t make everything out but what you realised was that you were in someone’s arms. As you heard the voices you moved a bit what caused everyone to stop in their tracks, Felix voice filled your ears “ssshh let her sleep, she’s tired” you smiled at that and snuggled further into his chest, breathing in his scent. Minho’s voice boomed through the room “Ah Prince Charming and his princess” he yelled “I’m glad to see that everyone arrived safely” suddenly your head shot up, bumping into Felix forehead.

“Minho you little fucker you scared me” you groaned rubbing your head “oh shit Felix I’m so sorry are you okay” Everything was silent by now, you just checked Felix forehead with a concerned look on your face. Well till you realized that he still held you in his arms, he instantly knew what was going on as your face flushed red. “Uhm I- sorry I’ll let you down” and with that your feet were on the ground again. Your brother spoke up again “don’t act like that, you were awake half of the time” everyone was looking at you by now, you felt like dying. “Yeah uh, thank you anyways Felix. Imma go get my room, where’s my room?” You rumbled. Jisung came up from behind “you’re with me” he smiled and you were relieved. Until he spoke up again “and Felix”

Great.

Everyone broke out in a few giggles as you left the room to find your own. It was annoying, obviously. Even though you knew Minho just wanted the best for you he still had strange ways to show it, embarrassing you almost everytime. Sure, spending more time with Felix was amazing but you didn’t really know how to feel about that. You were confused so you just pushed it away and tried not to think about that.

Time went by and some of the guys went to the beach, Jisung stayed back with you. After some pillow fights, a few rounds video games and tons of laughter you just laid on the floor, staring at the ceiling now. You started talking about life, things you never did and still wanted to do. “Woah y/n I didn’t knew you were that deep” Jisung laughed. That was true, you never talked to anyone like that. It was a bad habit but you kept most of your thoughts and feelings to yourself so you wouldn’t worry anyone. You didn’t felt bad tho, it was just normal. After a few seconds of silence you spoke up again „Ji?“ „hm?“ you took a deep breath „I think I like-„

The door opened and Felix came in. Your eyes widened and you prayed that he didn’t heard anything. „Oh uhm sorry, I just wanted to say that the food is ready“ he forced a smile on his face. He turned around and closed the door after he left the room. Making his way back to the others he felt strange. Felix heard what you said and he wasn’t happy about it. Anger overtook him, Minho said he had a chance, he said that you’d have a crush on him. But now he just walked in to you confessing your feelings for Jisung. Felix plopped down on the couch and sighed as Hyunjin sat down next to him. „Lix are you okay?“ he said while laying a hand on his shoulder. Felix couldn’t hold back „did you know that y/n likes Jisung?“

Hyunjin couldn’t believe his ears, was Felix really this dense? It was obvious that y/n and him liked each other, well for everyone but the two of them. There was no way y/n liked anyone but Felix. Yes Jisung and her were close but all of them knew that he was like a brother to her, nothing more. But Hyunjin also knew that Felix was sensitive about the ones he loved, and that he gets jealous easily. He decided to stay calm, he wasn’t in the place to tell the freckled boy the truth. „What makes you think that?“ he chuckled. Felix looked at him „because I just walked in on her confessing“ „What exactly did you hear?“ he asked further. Felix rubbed his forehead „I didn’t hear everything but she said ‚I think i like‘ then I walked in and she looked at me like I killed her cats or something like that“ Hyunjin just smiled but decided to keep quiet. He just patted Felix back and said „let’s go, the others are waiting“ They stood up and went to the rest.

You were concerned, Jisung asked what you wanted to say after Felix left but you just shook your head. Now all of you were sitting on the table as Hyunjin and Felix joined and sat down. Looking at Felix you noticed that he avoided your gaze, his eyes were glued to the floor as he sat down next to you. The food was ready and everyone started eating, Chan and Minho prepared a lot of food. It was delicious, probably one of the best meals you ever had. “What do you guys want to do the next days? We have a week all to ourselves” Chan started a conversation. “I want to go to the beach!” Jeongin announced, with a few nods and smiles it was settled, the beach would be the best spot. After everyone agreed on that the conversation went on. Jokes were made and everyone laughed, everyone but Felix. You noticed that he was oddly quiet and tapped his thigh.

He looked up, “are you okay?” You asked softly so that nobody would hear. His mouth opened but he didn’t say anything, instead of talking he smiled and nodded. After that he broke the eye contact the two of you had and continued eating. You were confused, why was he acting like that? If he heard you before it would make a bit sense, but you didn’t even say his name so that couldn’t be it.

Felix still felt strange. He knew he shouldn’t be that jealous but he couldn’t help it. You were always special to him, even though he never really talked to you. Recalling the memorie when he first met you he smiled softly to himself.

Flashback

It was a cold day in winter, your parents were on a trip again so Minho called all of the boys over. Felix was a bit late, Minho couldn’t hear him knocking. That was why instead of him you opened the door. He was so confused that he thought he knocked at the wrong door but you just smiled and let him in. “The others went to the store to buy some snacks, they should be back soon” you explained to him, Felix nodded and smiled at you “do you also want a hot choclate? I was just gonna make me one when you knocked” you continued. Felix giggled “I’d love to have one, it’s freezing outside” you just laughed and headed for the kitchen, gesturing him to follow.

He sat down and watched as you rushed to make the drinks. Taking in your features he noticed your messy hair and the fuzzy socks you were wearing. You looked more than cute, he hadn’t much time to appreciate you tho because a few seconds later the drinks were done and you turned around and sat down in front of him. “You’re Felix right?” You asked and took a sip from your cup. “Yeah I am” he smiled “sorry to ask but who are you? I’ve never seen you here before” you giggled and Felix could swear he felt his heart beat a bit faster. “I’m y/n, Minho’s sister. I usually stay in my room when he has friends over” you told him before taking another sip. “Ah I see, I wouldn’t mind seeing you more often” he winked.

Suddenly you bursted into laughter, the poor boy looked at you dumb folded. He looked at you as you got up and went to get a tissue, frowning as you leaned closer and wiped some cream from his nose. “You got some whipped cream there” you said while wiping “oh and you got freckles, they’re cute” you continued before sitting back down. He scratched his neck “ah thank you” The two of you continued talking till you heard the front door open. A few seconds later the rest of the boys stood in the kitchen, looking from you and Felix back at the cups and then to Minho. “What is going on here?” Minho laughed, “well you guys just left for the store so your sister opened and we talked a bit” Felix said. “Alright lovebirds, sorry y/n but we have to take your boyfriend with us” Chan said while pulling Felix with him. You decided to play along “I see, have fun see you later babe” you winked. Silent gasps were heard and Felix mouth hung open before a smirk was formed “see you around sweetheart” he said before blowing you a kiss and walking away. You didn’t leave his mind just once after that.

End of the flashback

Everyone finished their food and started cleaning. After that most of the guys headed to bed since it was getting really late, you wanted to do the same so you went to the bathroom to get ready and changed into comfy clothes. Jisung and Felix were already laying in their bed as you came back, you smiled at the sight, took out your earphones, played some music and sank into your own bed.

You didn’t know for how long you laid in bed, an hour? Maybe two. Sleep just wasn’t taking over and you couldn’t tell why. Letting out a silent groan you pulled the earphones out, stopped the music and stood up. Walking on tiptoes so the two boys wouldn’t wake up you sneaked out of the room and went into the kitchen. Grabbing a cup you started to make yourself a hot choclate. It really became a habit, whenever you couldn’t sleep, were sad or felt angry you’d just make yourself a hot choclate. It really helped, you always felt better after drinking it. You sat down on the counter and waited.

Felix woke up by the door closing, letting his eyes adjust to the dark he looked around and found your bed empty. He wanted to go back to sleep but worry overtook him, where did you go? Were you okay? Sitting up he looked over to Jisung who slept peacefully before making his way out of the room to look for you. When he came into the kitchen you sat at the counter, slurping something out of a big cup. “Did you just make yourself a hot choclate at 4am in summer?” His raspy voice startled you. Your head whipped around “Jesus Christ Lee Felix” you hissed, choking on your drink. He just laughed and made his way to sit beside you “sorry sleepy head” Just smiling you gestures to your cup “you want one too?” He nodded “sure”

That was the second time Felix and you came together at a cup of hot choclate, not that you minded. The two of you sat in silence till you spoke up “what’s up with you today? You seem off” “just a bad day I think” he answered with a shrug of his shoulders. After a few minutes you spoke up again “you know I’m here for you right? I mean you don’t have to but If you want to talk I’ll always listen” feeling his eyes on you you stared into your cup which was almost empty. “Y/n?” Felix softly called out for you “hm” you were getting really sleepy, talking was getting hard. “Can I hug you?” the boy beside you asked. You slowly stood up and opened your arms “sure, come here”

Felix basically jumped up before wrapping his arms around your waist, slowly so you could back out if you wanted to. When he was sure you were okay with his actions he rested his face in the crock of your neck, your own arms slinging around his. Laying your head on his chest you could hear his heartbeat, making you even more tired. Felix hugs were great, you felt warm and safe. He held you like he never wanted to let go and if you’d be completely awake your heart would probably burst. Felix didn’t know what came over him when he suddenly asked to hug you but now, with you in his arms he felt happier than ever. You looked so soft and small in his arms, he noticed how you almost fell asleep so he just picked you up “let’s get you to bed”

Feeling Felix picking you up caused you to hold on him even tighter, you were basically asleep by now. After a few seconds you felt him laying you down on you bed but you didn’t want to let go, he was so warm. At some point you spoke up “stay here” the freckled boy thought he was dreaming “what?” “Stay here” you repeated, trying to pull him down to you “please” His thoughts were racing, was it really ok or were you just tired “are you sure?” He asked. You just nodded your head “alright, let me get my blanket then-“ “you can use mine, it’s ok” and with that you managed to finally pull him down. He landed on top of you “oh my god I’m sorry y/n, are you ok?” You just hummed and tightened your arms around him. Rolling on his side so he wouldn’t crush you he pulled the blanket over the two of you before looking down at you with a smile on his lips. You looked like a little koala clinging into him like that, it was more than adorable.

He slung his arms around your waist again, enjoying the moment and pulling you even closer. You snuggled into him and took a deep breath, taking in his scent. With his warmth around you sleep was coming really fast. Before you finally drifted off you felt him softly pecking your head “rest well sweetheart”

As you woke up you felt something warm around you, feeling comfortable you sighted and snuggled even further into the warmth. You weren’t fully awake yet and didn’t want to get up. Closing your eyes you recalled the actions from last night. Suddenly you were wide awake, your eyes shot up and spotted fluffy hair. Senses becoming clearer you felt arms around your waist and someone breathing in your neck. You wanted to panic but thought about it for a few seconds. Felix was a good guy, he cared about you more than the others did. You liked him, you liked him a lot. Giving in you wrapped your arms around the boys middle, laid your head back into his chest and listened to his calming heartbeat. It seemed like all your worries faded away, laying in the arms of the boy you adored sleep took over you fast.

Little did you know that Felix wasn’t sleeping, your shifting earlier woke him up. Afraid of your reaction he just stayed still. He couldn’t help but blush so he buried his face deeper into the crock of your neck. Not talking about the butterflies in his stomach as you wrapped your arms around him and snuggled even further into his chest. You drove him crazy. He would do nearly everything to keep you happy. As you were back asleep he moved a little to see your face, a cheek squished against his chest, hair fuzzy and eyes closed. But, was this okay? He couldn’t help but feel guilty, you liked Jisung after all. Jisung, the guy he called his brother, what if he liked you back? He couldn’t do that to the both of you, giving you a last kiss on the forehead he carefully removed himself from your grip and silently left the room. Making his way to the terrace he sat down and looked down at the beach. He muttered a silent „fuck“ as his eyes filled with tears.

Jisung was awake. When Felix carried you in your bed and when he left as well. His heart swell because the two of you were so cute. He knew about your feelings for Felix, eventhough you didn’t tell him fully. You smile was brighter when he was there, same goes for him. Asking himself how long it would take the two of you he sighted and turned around. Felix was good for you, he helped you to open up again, he didn’t knew that tho. You told Jisung about your hardships and fears, he was surprised when you told him that you had a massive problem to open up to people because some of your old “friends” just used you. Seeing that Felix could and would maybe cure this fear he just wished the best for the two of you.

So that was the first day, six were left and then you’d head home again. It was a great start so you knew this vacation was gonna be the best you’d ever have. Confusion took over as you woke up alone, the space next to you was cold and Felix comforting scent was gone. You turned around and spotted Jisung in his bed, he seemed to be in a deep slumber so you took one of your pillows and threw it at him. “Yah Jisung!” You yelled. The poor boy just fell back into a deep sleep as your pillow hit him and he almost fell to the ground. Shooting up in his bed his eyes were wide and he put a hand above his heart “Jesus y/n! Why are you yelling like that it’s early in the morning!? I almost died because of you” you couldn’t help but laugh at the sight “it’s not that early, do you know where Felix is?” He sighted and rubbed his forehead “I don’t know, he slept in your bed not in mine”

Now your eyes were wide. A deep red blush spreaded over your cheeks and you coughed “w-what are you talking about? How do you even know that you stalker” you hissed, not knowing what to say. “Hey I’m not a stalker, I just woke up earlier and saw it. You two look great together, when’s the wedding?” He joked. Your face looked like a tomato by now, muttering a silent ‘shut up’ you got up and headed outside. Passing the terrace door you spotted Felix who sat outside and watched the beach, smiling to yourself you walked up behind him and slung your arms around his middle, hugging him from behind. You felt his body tense under your touch and heard a silent sob, “Felix?” No answer. Letting go you pulled his arm to turn him but he just stood still and didn’t move. “Felix are you okay?” Still, no response.

Felix didn’t know what to do, he just stood there and thought about a million things he could say to you. There was no way to avoid a conversation with you, he knew that, and as much as he loved spending time with you, he couldn’t continue like that. His thoughts kept diving off to you and Jisung, how he couldn’t confess to you because you liked one of his best friends and how he held you last night, how you held onto him and didn’t show any signs of discomfort. He thought about how it would be to call you his, to hold you every night, he felt his eyes tear up again. “I can’t do this” he suddenly said. “What?” You didn’t know what he was talking about. “I said I can’t do this anymore” he repeated. Felix knew that you wouldn’t let go that easily, in some points Minho and you were pretty similar. It was hard for him and he still didn’t turn around to look at you “please don’t talk to me again”

Those words caused you to break out into pure fear, just staring at his back you couldn’t find the words you wanted to say. Trying to stay calm you took a deep breath “why?” You inhaled again “did I do something wrong? If it’s about last night I’m sorry I shouldn’t have-“ “you did nothing wrong” he interrupted you “I did”. You were beyond confused by now “but Felix we’re friends, why should I stop talking to you?” Friends. Felix hated that word by now, he had to stop you because if you’d keep going he’d break and tell you everything. He did the only thing that came into his mind “I don’t want to be friends with you”

You felt a pang into your chest. What did he say? Did Lee Felix, the boy you dearly loved just tell you that he doesn’t want to be friends with you anymore. Why did such things always happened to you, why couldn’t you be happy. Everything started off so good, you couldn’t believe your ears. Then finally Felix turned around. You looked him right into the eyes, they looked cold and lifeless, not happy and full of adoration like usual. Your own were filled with tears, it took everything in him to not wrap his arms around your smaller frame and comfort you. But Felix stayed strong, muttering a quick “I’m sorry” he pushed past you and disappeared into the house.

You were speechless and didn’t know what to do. Your first thought was to find Jisung and tell him everything what happened, but then you stayed still. Every time you opened up to people shit like this happened, not wanting to get hurt once again you decided to go inside. Making yourself a hot chocolate you went back outside and sat down, getting lost in your thoughts.

Felix immediately went to Chan, he was his best friend and always helped him. Knocking at the door he went in and sat down. Chan noticed that something was off, Felix usually happy eyes seemed empty, cold. “Lix what happened?” That was his breaking point, uneven sobs escaped the youngest throat. After explaining everything Chan just hugged him, after he calmed down a bit he pulled away and looked at the floor.

“I fucked up Chris, I don’t know what to do”

You had finished your drink by now and just stared at the beach when Jisung joined. “Already outside? What’s up with you” he laughed while ruffling your hair, quickly wiping your eyes you smiled back as he sat down next to you. “Y/n are you okay? Did you cry?” He suddenly asked a lot more serious. You nodded and forced a smile, a few minutes of silence went by before you spoke up “Ji?” “Hm?” You hesitated but continued “Can I get a hug?” Turning to face you he just opened his arms, sighting you sat closer and hugged him, wrapping his arms around you he placed his head on yours.

Meanwhile Chan told Felix his thoughts about the whole thing and finished off with a “I think you should go and talk to her, make things clear” This had Felix thinking, he shouldn’t have been so mean, he wanted to apologize. After a few more minutes he spend talking with Chan he got up to talk to you. Walking out of Chans room he made his way trough the hallway until he stood in the kitchen. He guessed that you’d still be there, and he was right. A little smile crossed his face as he saw you outside, but that immediately changed as he came closer and saw Jisung who sat next to you. Still coming closer he saw that he wasn’t just sitting next to you, he had his arms around you, the two of you sat there hugging each other. Felix just stood there and felt his heart break a little more, seeing you with him was even worse than hearing you talk about him, clenching his jaw he abruptly turned around and stormed into his room, slamming the door.

He wanted to apologize, he really wanted to tell you that he’s sorry. But he couldn’t. Deciding that he needed space he packed all his stuff and went to Chan’s room, now Jisung and you wouldn’t be interrupted in whatever you were going to do. Maybe he was overreacting, well he knew that he was overreacting a bit but he couldn’t help it, you were always precious to him, he always wanted to make you his, he just never had the courage to ask you out, and now he was to late. He mentally scolded himself, maybe if he said something before, maybe things were different by now. The thought hurted him, laying down into his new bed he closed his eyes and tried to erase you from his mind. He tried to push his feelings aside and maybe, just maybe he could make things work that way.

You weren’t good, Felix avoided you like the plague. When you and Jisung came back into your room Felix bed was empty and all his stuff was gone, Jisung asked you if you had an idea why he did that but you just shook your head. It was hard, the boy you liked seemed to hate you.

Two days had passed by now, two days of torture for you. Felix hasn’t talked a word to you, he didn’t even looked at you. Everytime you tried to build a conversation he shut you down or just walked away, he was so cold that you felt like you never knew him. You had a lot of bottled up feelings, having no one to talk to made everything worse. Sadness spreaded all over you and you felt lonelier than ever, of course you tried to move on but being in constant contact with him wasn’t helpful. Jisung asked if you were okay a few times, you skipped meals and barely smiled, he was beyond worried. You were always smiling, known as sunshine in the group,he immediately noticed that your smile faded away.

When you woke up today you already felt off, telling yourself it was just because you couldn’t sleep that well you shook it off. The guys wanted to go to the beach again so you packed your swimsuit, a few towels and sunscreen and went to the beach. Everything was great, you played beach volleyball and relaxed in the sun, you still felt dizzy but it was better than in the past few hours so you decided to agree as Seungmn asked you to join them and go swimming. Taking of your sundress you made you way into the refreshing water, it was pretty wavy and you had to concentrate so you wouldn’t fall. Diving right into the ocean you saw Chan joining, he had the volleyball in his hands and threw it at Hyunjin. Only a few seconds later the ball was thrown around and everyone had fun, the wind got stronger and the waves got bigger and with the sun shining right at you your body felt tired and you were dizzier than ever.

Suddenly you heard Minho scream your name and only a few moments later, you felt the ball hitting your head.

That really didn’t help, your head was pounding by now but when the guys asked if you were alright you just responded with a „yeah sure I’m fine“ A few minutes of laughter passed and you tried your best to act normal, you didn’t want to look weak, especially not in front of Felix. It was just then that you glanced over just to see him looking at you, not paying much attention to everything around you a big wave crashed into your back, tackling your body underwater.

Felix watched you a few minutes, you looked weak, almost sick. Your skin wasn’t shining like usual and there were deep circles under your eyes. When you made eye contact it was like the world stopped for a few seconds, until the wave knocked you down. Everyone laughed at first, yes it was a funny sight, but minutes passed and you weren’t showing up. It was like in slow motion, the guys began to panic, Minho screamed for you. Felix snapped, immediately diving into the water, looking for you. Adrenaline and pure panic rushed trough his veins.

You tried to swim but the water was to heavy, pulling you deeper and deeper down. You already gave up when a pair of strong arms wrapped around you and pulled you up, feeling air fill your lungs you started coughing right away holding onto someones shoulders with all your remaining strength. A few moments later you found yourself laying on the warm sand, eight worried faces above you. “Y/n oh my god you scared me to death!” Minho whined into your face before hugging you tight. “I’m gonna take you back to the house” he continued but you spoke up “no Min, I know how exited you were to be here, I can go home by myself” Minho insisted but you felt guilty, it almost escalated into a fight but suddenly someone cleared his throat and a deep voice spoke up “uh I-I’ll take her home”

It took Felix a lot to say those words. He was scared, maybe you’d ask questions, maybe you’d scream at him, tell him you’d never wanted to see or talk to him again because of what he did, but nothing scared him more than you did. Not you in general, but the thought to lose you, when he pulled your limp body out of the water. He was worried about your well being, about the fact that you almost drowned right in front of his eyes.

You looked up at Felix who avoided your ganze once again, deciding to ignore it you swallowed and gave Minho a encouraging nod. „Fine, Lix, please take good care of her“ he finally gave in, surprising you. You started packing your stuff and the boys went back into the water, not all of them tho, when you turned around you ran straight into Felix chest. Stumbling back you almost fell over again but Felix reached out and gripped your waist tight, your hands finding their way to his shoulders, holding them for support. You just stood there for a while, looking at the floor and tried to stable yourself.

„Everything okay?“ Felix asked, that was when you looked up and your eyes finally met. You got lost in his hazel eyes, falling into an endless ocean of emotions. The two of you just stood there, staring into each others eyes. Suddenly his face came closer and closer, you panicked and backed away, grabbing your stuff and started walking. „You coming?“ you turned around giving him a small smile. He nodded and quickly catched up with you, taking your bag he just muttered a small „I’ll take that“

The rest of the walk was quiet, nobody really talked but it wasn’t that bad since the walk wasn’t long. You sat down in the kitchen as you arrived, getting a glass of water and sat down. Felix came in and sat down in front of you „Are you fine?“ he asked softly. You just laughed „after almost drowning like five minutes ago? Oh yeah I’m amazing“ His hands slammed down on the counter „YOU THINK THIS IS FUNNY?“ he screamed „I should’ve just stayed there, why did I even brought you home, why couldn’t Jisung do that?“ his voice got louder with ever word „you know what? Fuck you. Leave me alone and don’t talk to me ever again, you’re so annoying you can’t even decide what you want“ his words hurted you. You wanted to scream back at him but he just muttered a silent „I shouldn’t have saved you“

You jumped up, lips pressed together and tears spilling from your eyes. Wanting to slap him you lifted your hand but decided against it in the last second, letting your hand drop you shoved him out of the way and ran out of the kitchen. Making your way up to the roof you sat down and cried. You went to the roof before, to watch the stars, it was beautiful up there. There was a little lounge but you didn’t care and let yourself fall to the floor. You just sat there and let the tears flow, spending hours on the roof just watching the ocean and the beach you waited for the sun to go down so the stars would come out and give you comfort.

It was almost dark by now and the others returned from the beach. Felix, Jisung and Chan sat in the livingroom when Minho came in „Hey Felix where’s y/n?“ his expression changed immediately „I don’t know, in her room?“ Minho got concerned „what do you mean by you don’t know? She’s not in her room, I told you to look after her!“ he started to get louder, „she’s a grown woman why should I look after her?“ Minho couldn’t control his temper „WELL MAYBE BECAUSE YOU LOVE HER?!“ he yelled. Everyone became quiet, Jisung and Chan looked at each other. Suddenly Felix stood up walking up to Minho, yelling back „YES. YES I DO AND IM SO TIRED OF IT, YOU SAID I’VE GOT A CHANCE, YOU SAID SHE‘D LOVE ME BACK BUT YOU KNOW WHAT? SHE LIKES JISUNG! I KEPT DISTANCING MYSELF FROM HER AND MAN IT HURTS“ his voice broke „I just want to love her“

Jisung interrupted Felix „what the fuck man, she doesn’t like me, you’re the only one in her mind, she only likes you!“ his eyes went wide „what?“ „you dumbass are so dense aren’t you? She’s head over heels for you, you really need to go and make things right“ Jisung continued. Felix felt fear running through his veins, he couldn’t believe it, how stupid was he? Looking at Jisung with shaking hands he started to talk „B-But I said awful things to her, sh-she‘ll never forgive me“ now it was Chans turn to talk „Lee Felix go an freaking tell this girl you love her“ „but I don’t know where she is“ Felix whined.

„I think she’s on the roof“ Jisung said „how do you know that?“ Felix hissed. „Because she loves watching stars“ Minho explained. Felix immediately rushed into his room, grabbing his blanket. „What are you doing?“ Minho yelled as Felix ran past him, „Telling your sister I love her, and it’s cold outside!“ he yelled back. Minho just plopped down next to Chan and Jisung chuckling.

„He’s adorable“

Felix was running by now, his head was spinning and he didn’t even knew what he was gonna tell you. He finally made his way to the roof, looking around he spotted a small figure looking at the sky. Taking a deep breath and stood behind you „y/n?“ his voice was barely audible but your heard it. Your head whipped around and you immediately stood up, unfortunately to fast what caused you to get dizzy again. Felix wanted to help so he took a few steps to reach out for you, you just held your arms up, signaling him to stay away. That hurted, but he accepted it and just stood in front of you.

You held your head and took a few deep breaths, Felix presence concerning you. After a few seconds of silence you spoke up „what do you want?“ it was scary how cold your voice sounded. Obviously you didn’t want to talk to him, his words were like knives which he rammed into your chest, you were filled with sadness and anger, just wanting to scream at him. „I wanted to talk to you“ Felix stared „I’m so sorry I-„ „Are you kidding me Felix? After everything you did and said to me you suddenly want to apologize? I opened up to you, I wanted to give you everything but you? You just abandoned me, you ignore me for days just to safe me and act all cute and nice? Oh no a few minutes later you tell me that you regret it“ your voice broke „you basically told me that you want me dead Lee Felix“ he interrupted you „y/n could you please listen-„ „No I can not, you’re gonna listen now. Do you know what you did to me? I haven’t eaten in days because I thought it’s my fault that you suddenly stopped talking to me. I though you were my safe place but you just left, like everyone did-„

„Y/N I TOLD YOU TO LISTEN!“ Felix yelled, he couldn’t take it anymore. His voice was deep and intimidating as he yelled, it scared you whenever he began to be louder. You flinched and backed away. Tears ran down your cheeks and you trembled, Felix heart broke at the sight of you, were you scared of him? Not thinking about it twice he stepped forward and slung his arms around you “no please y/n, baby don’t be scared, I’m sorry! I’m so sorry, I’d never hurt you“ he whispered in your hair. Feeling his arms around you, you finally broke, sobs escaping your lips and tears soaking his shirt.

„Why are you doing this? I thought you’d hate me, you’re such an asshole“ you spoke between sobs, punching his chest and trying to push him away. Felix wasn’t having it, his own eyes becoming wet as he just held you tighter so you couldn’t run away. At some point you gave up, letting yourself fall into his chest, holding his shirt so he wouldn’t disappear again. „Why“ you spoke up again, voice small and throat hurting. You heard Felix taking a deep breath „I thought you like Jisung“ was the only thing he said, confusing you. You mentally rolled your eyes and whispered a quick „the only one I like is you“ to yourself, you felt Felix heartbeat speeding up, he heard it. Your head shot up „F-Felix I didn’t mean it like th-„

His lips were soft and warm against yours.

„Don’t say you didn’t mean it like that“ he said before capturing your lips again, „Don’t say it was just a mistake“ his lips found yours again „you’re my everything y/n“ and again. He meant it, you knew he did by the way he held you tight against him, by the way little tears ran down his cheeks. You reached out and kissed his tears away, that was his breaking point, big tears made their way down his cheeks, meeting your palm halfway. He reached out and pressed you harder against him, his body shook with sobs as he buried his face in the crock of your neck. „I-I’m s-so s-sorry y/n, I s-said a-awful things to y-you“ he whimpered. You softly ran your hands through his hair, kissing the side of his neck while whispering „it’s okay“ Holding each other tight it felt like a big weight was lifted from your shoulders, you could finally breathe again.

After a few minutes Felix picked you up and the two of you laid down on one of the couches by the lounge. He laid down with you on top of him and wrapped th blanked around your body’s. Starting a talk you explained everything to Felix, he wanted to punch himself because he was so stupid after hearing the whole story. You felt amazing, all your worries seemed to vanish, laying outside engulfed in Felix warmth while watching the stars, it just couldn’t be better. At some point you catched Felix staring down at you „what is it?“ you asked while turning around to face him. „You’re amazing, I love you so much“ he said before pulling you up to kiss you again, your lips moved together. Wrapping your arms around his neck you pulled him closer, his finding their way to your waist, doing the same.

Pulling away you pecked his nose, making him chuckle, he started tickling your sides while muttering „you’re so cute“ You laughed and tried to squirm out of his grip, but suddenly you were pinned down with him hovering above you „don’t even try to fight me baby“ he laughed while pinning your hands on either side of your head „I promise you’re gonna lose“ You laughed along, trying to get at least your hands free but there was no change, Felix grip was to strong. „Give me a kiss“ you whined while trying to reach his lips, after some seconds he finally leaned down to give you what you wanted. He gave your hands free and you started connecting his freckles, he just stared down and admired you as you did so.

After some time he spoke up „what are you doing?“ he chuckled, „I’m stargazing“ you joked. He laughed at your cheesy comment and laid down next to you, pulling your body as close to him as possible. Giving you a last peck on the lips he pulled your head in to rest on his chest. Closing your eyes you whispered a soft „I love you Lix“, kissing you forehead he responded immediately „I love you too y/n“

After all that drama you were finally happy. You’d definitely go stargazing with Felix again, even though your favorite constellations were placed on his cheeks.

#stray kids #stray kids imagines #stray kids stories #skz au #skz fluff #skz #skz fanfic #skz felix #felix fluff #lee felix #felix x reader #felix imagines #stray kids felix

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thevioletjones · 5 years ago

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The Ian & Mickey Show

Week 12

Timestamps

4:50-6:26 - Morning of the wedding day in the jam-packed Gallagher boys’ room. Liam and Carl ask Ian a buncha questions about the tuxes and shit. Lip pops in and leaves. Mickey comes in from the shower and immediately starts messing around with Ian as Liam leaves the room and Carl is forced to follow.

8:00-10:33 - Debbie & Sandy in bed talking about the wedding plans. Debbie asks if she thinks Terry’s really gonna kill Mickey. She gets a timely text about the venue being burned down. They run outside, followed by IxM, see the smoke in the distance. Cut to them in front of the burning building. There’s some elementary school level stick figure graffiti out front of 2 dudes fucking with a gun pointed at them, and a nearby swastika, so obviously this is Terry’s work. Mickey gets pissed and runs back to the house to get a shotgun. They all follow him and tackle him in the back yard. Punching and biting ensues. It’s not cute.

15:34-17:11 - Preview clip in the kitchen where Mickey’s handcuffed to the chair, and they all talk about what to do and Debbie rallies them for a white trash solution. Seriously, who are these 120 wedding guests??? Where are they coming from??? And why did they edit out that Trump joke? Fucking weird. Mickey’s bedhead is the star of the scene, tbh.

18:58-21:35 - Lip comes home to all kinds of wedding shit being dropped off. Everyone’s scrambling for ideas on where to have the wedding, except for Mickey who’s resigned and giving up by drinking in the corner, now handcuffed to a shelf above the washing machine. He talks about how fucked up Terry was as a father when he was growing up, declares his love for Ian in front of the entire main cast, and everyone ignores his pleas for murder. Lip and Debbie head out to The Polish Doll and pretend Debbie’s straight and looking for a last-minute wedding venue, because this place is super homophobic.

24:12-25:10 - They are successful in procuring the Polka place, and Lip explains about Debbie posing as the bride due to the above mentioned. They’ll figure it out later. Wedding is back on.

28:34-29:31 - Ian does up Mickey’s bowtie for him, and they talk about *gasp* real things. It’s a miraculous group of seconds where these two are alone with their guards down. Loved to have seen more of it this whole season. Anyway, they talk about wanting to have kids. (*whispers* “You do kinda have a kid already, tho.”) They razz each other about looking terrible, and it seems to cut away from a kiss, tbh. But that’s not news really.

29:32-31:29 - IxM arrive at the venue and Mickey pronounces it a shithole. Lip is being super cute and helpful, and this episode does work on the level of having the whole family working together to get this done. It’s uncharacteristically (of late) sweet. Oh, and there’s a wedding cake topper of a plastic Ian fucking Mickey from behind in their suits. Whoever ends up with that prop is gonna be the real MVP.

35:15-37:16 - Wedding. Ian is nervous as Lip comes up to him. Etta James’s “At Last” starts up with the dramatic strings. Ian says he chose it. They walk over to the “altar” and fake!MandySandy walks Mickey down the aisle. The minister starts the vows. That’s definitely not 120 people, and we definitely have not seen most of these people ever before.

38:07-39:58 - Wedding. Mickey says the traditional vows very earnestly, then Ian. They’re pronounced “husband and husband.” They kiss. Everybody cheers. They walk back down the aisle holding hands, all smiles.

40:12-44:05 - Reception. Other characters have scenes where IxM are in the background throughout, namely on the dance floor. Yes, Mickey is dancing.

47:30-49:06 - Reception. Debbie & Ian talk about Monica and it’s a really genuine bittersweet moment. Ian calls Mickey his husband for the first time. He goes to grab him for a slow dance.

50:36-51:02 - IxM exit the building to the typical rice and cheers, and drive away in the vintage Mercedes.

57:10-58:05 - Mid-credits. IxM in a stereotypically tacky honeymoon suite, naked (but covered) in a red velvet heart-shaped bed. They joke about being Mr. Gallavich and Mr. Millagher (it would be Milkogher, Fisher). I guess we can rest easy that they didn’t actually change their names to that portmanteau. The sound of screeching tires outside interrupts their wedded bliss. They roll out of bed, with Mickey covering Ian, and they hit the floor just in time for a hail of bullets to start flying. Ian points out that Terry still seems mad.

Episode Tally: 13 scenes. 22 mins 57 secs.

#ian x mickey #gallavich #shameless #shameless spoilers #the ian & mickey show #10x12 #timestamps #recap

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I hate salt n vinegar chips lol I hate the smell of vinegar and the taste is just so sour blehh!

I want a jeep too! Either a 4 door wrangler or a Cherokee!

I do and I don't wear makeup, my skin has been so bad the last couple years that any foundation looks awful on me and I can never find my correct shade. When I do put on makeup its at like 3 am and its almost always just eyeshadow lol I have a lot of juvias place pallettes and I just got the James Charles pallette! I really like it. I don't really have money for makeup that I really want so I mostly use drugstore. I like maybelline and loreal a lot. I really want a bunch of MILK products and some more laura mercier products (I only have the powder)

My style right now is honestly pretty basic maybe a little boho but lately I've been trying to channel my middle school emo girl. Trying to live out my og e-girl alt punk dreams lmao probably won't last long though my styles change so much lol

I haven't actually had any memorable dreams lately, thats weird I usually dream a lot and almost always remember them so the fact that I'm just now realizing I haven't been is tripping me out lmao

Have you ever smoked the devil's lettuce? Last book you read? Last 3 liked songs on Spotify (or whatever music streaming service you use)

vinegar smells so bad to me. but weirdly vinaigrette not as bad haha

omg yay ! i kinda want a two door jeep, or whatever is the cheapest tbh. idk why i have fixated on a jeep. it could be from the years i dedicated to watching teen wolf and just believed i am stiles lmao

i recommend if you want some cheap makeup that's actually really good, try colourpop. i have a bunch of their products and they work well. their monochromatic palettes are really nice.

it's funny how much makeup i own when i literally don't use it. i think to some degree i just like that i have the option to do makeup if i want to now lol

that's cool ! i went thru a bit of a boho aesthetic when i first got into college. but i've definitely come back around to my true form: someone that looks like they work at hot topic lmao it's honestly the one style i always feel cute in. i recommend everyone to go thru an emo phase.

i always try to remember my dreams bc sometimes they are just so cool (and i've literally made stories based off of dreams i've had). they don't usually make the most architectural sense, but they're nice nonetheless lol i swear my dream land is basically a m.c. escher painting sometimes

i've never smoked mary j, but i have had it shotgunned at me (basically someone blew the smoke into my mouth). i was really drunk. i don't really recommend it. just actually smoke it if you wanna haha

i started reading a stephen king novel, but never got around to finishing it. it seems good tho. it's called 'the outsider'. but the last full book i read was called 'there's someone inside your house' by stephanie perkins. it was so good i read it all in one night. it's gonna be a netflix movie at some point so i'm excited for when that's gonna happen.

and the last three songs on spotify i liked were actually all from colby's playlist, which is funny bc i don't really listen to it. these were just the songs from the original release that i liked. and i liked all of these back in aug. i don't really use spotify all that much.

two year plan - such gold

have you ever been in love - the ivy

in the middle of it all - citizen

questions: what is your favorite disney channel original movie (halloween themed and regular haha), who's closet would you rather have: sam or colbys?, do you believe in any conspiracy theories?

#ask #personal

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moodysnowflake · 4 years ago

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Please mind the Spoiler slap that might come your way guys...

Let’ talk about Rufus Shinra.

Yes, he has been exploited better than the OG, and yes, once you get the hint the assesment is trying to throw at you, it’s easier to whack his butt.

He still beats the crap out of you.

We have to realize that Rufus is a normal human being. He’s not a Turk either. Sure, he was a prodigy and has been trained by the military, and he might have trained with the Turks too during his “extended assignment oversea” (despite being him the boss, I bet Reno would still try to zap him in the crotch, if left unsupervised). Rude would gave him a sturdy run for his money (of course pun intended) and Tseng did probably manage to wipe the floor with his gorgeous platinum-blond ass at least once when they were younger. Rufus manages to stand his ground against Cloud, a final-stretch-game Cloud. Not an early-game Cloud. You have to run, dodge, parry and dive like hell, and when he hits you, it fluffing hurts. He’s the only human enemy in the Remake who actually manages to do some serious damage using a firearm.

He’s been designed to do that, you might say. Well, yeah, duh, he’s still the only one, so that’s awesome.

Moreover, he doesn’t actually look exhausted, nor particularly beaten up when the battle ends; he just smirks his way out. We couldn’t appreciate it in the OG, but heck yes we can now.

We might argue that’s all a façade, and I think that part of it could very well be true. Cloud did roughed him up after all. Plus, that’s his character, he would never show a speck of vulnerability (”nobody has ever see him bleed or cry” - can we seriously blame him for becoming an ice prince?). And he’s not stupid; once he’s disarmed, he immediately opts for strategic retreat. He’s not a brainless goof, he recognized his huge disavantage: a true tactician indeed.

Him and Cloud's battle dialogue...is it just me, or did they sound like ex-boyfriends angrily snapping at each other?...

C: Think you got my number? [Cloud?]

R: Not at all. You’re making me sweat. Good thing I came prepared. [Rufus?]

C: That’s a new trick.

R: Like it? ‘Course you do.

[Did they actually meet in Before Crisis?!]

R: Let’s make it a night to remember.

Okay guys, seriously, tone it down a notch, would you? That’s too much gold for a single scene!

His outfit might not have us all agreeing, I can totally see why. That off-white contrast to Cloud’s pitch black tho...

Here’s the knot my brain is twisting itself over.

The question slammed my brain like a train, pretty much the same as Rufus’.

I don’t know, you tell me how the heck are you seeing the Whispers...

Tseng going:

Rufus looks at him like “Wait, what? You’re not seeing this shit? You kidding, right?” then proceeds to glare him into submission, either because he thinks Tseung might imply he’s not okay after the fight and he might be suffering some side-effects, or he’s mocking him.

[If it’s the last one, that would open another pit of thoughts, like: if he thinks Tseng is teasing him, that means that happened before. If that happened before, it means he’s not a utter cold-blooded bastard, and they interacted like functional(ish) human beings up to the point of joking. What is this? Solid character background? OG-wise, we know he’s not a saint, but we also know he’s not totally batshit cracker either. Because WRO and Avalanche. (Can’t wait for Barret’s reaction when that’ll happen. That’s gonna be spectacular XD)

Reno’s line ‘You’re sure you wanna do this by yourself, boss? (ENG)//That’s dangerous (JAP)’ could support this theory, even if we know he would talk back to Sephiroth himself.]

Untill now it’s evident that he being able to see them is “Because Plot“

But my spider senses are tingling, feeling something lurking below.

He didn’t seem to be able to see them on the platform while Cloud’s smacking his way through. That could be arguable, ‘cause spotting dark stuff in a dark background is not that easy.

But after the Edge of Creation cutscene (and that’s another thing I’ll talk about later), he’s pretty well able to do that. And he’s the first character we see...

So what happened in between?

Well, there’s Wedge scene...but that’s the only thing we’re allowed to see.

Based on what’s happening in the game, you’d be able to see the Whispers because of Aerith/Sephiroth’s intervention or because the Whispers need you to see them.

That create some interesting choices, which might combine, ‘cause they’re not mutually exclusive:

1. Rufus finds/saves Wedge, or the Whispers are bringing Wedge to him (very unlikely, but you know, overthinking is so fun). He was minding his own businnes, and Wedge suddenly appears. If this happens, I don’t think he’s gonna kill him...Because Avalanche (and because if you resist Wedge’s puppy eyes you don’t have a heart, nor a soul). Yes, he’s ruthless, I know, but there are times during the story in which he doesn’t behave like a complete dickhead. Very few times. But maybe the Whispers need for Rufus and Wedge to meet, and maybe that’s what happened in the hall.

Also, my useless rambling neuron got stuck over a very stupid, very impossible, but very cute idea why Rufus wouldn’t kill him: what if Wedge and Rufus know each other? Barret and the other knows his face, but what about Wedge? Maybe somehow they casually met in Junon, or (god forsake it, my heart) even before in Midgar he saved him from whatsoever situation and he never mention it? Chances are never really zero in FFVII, but I’m well aware that this is far-fetched...like, a lot.

How cute would it be if Wedge woke up with Rufus crouched down there, skeptically looking at him.

‘What are you doing here?’

To which he would chirp “Hey Rufus, long time no see! How’re you doing? I thought you were still in Junon.”

‘I’m the boss here, I ask the questions. What are all these creepy things flying around.’

“Well, I don’t have that much of a clear idea...Also, you’re not my boss!“

‘That’s not helping. Also, technically, yes Wedge, I am.’

”Huh?”

‘I’m Rufus Shinra. (smug smirk)’

“I know that dummy (Rufus would scrunch up his face), what I don’t understand is how that would make you my boss. Blowing up one of your reactors using your explosive can’t make me pass as construction worker.”

‘I am not your boss because of Shinra. I am your boss because I’m the boss of the boss of your boss.’

“WAIT, WHAT?!”

*Whispers taking him away*

2. Sephiroth has a brief chat with him during the moment he’s left on his own (while we’re fighting his true self in the singularity). In the OG, Rufus always had this incontrollable drive to find Sephiroth, an inespicable and obsessive draw to hunt him down, which only Cloud match (and he’s the one guarding Jenova’s remants in Advent Children...). And no, it’s not because he killed his father...we know how idyllic that relationship was. That spark could have been started here.

3. A combination of the two. Because why not.

4. Something else within him helped the trigger.

Speaking about this, I discovered some interesting info. The Remake has retconned his age from 25 to 30, flopping back his birthday from 1982 to 1977. Five years shouldn’t make that much of a difference. We can agree, artistic licence.

Too bad 1977 is also the exact same year Jenova’s remnants have been discovered...As well as the very start of the machination for Project S and Project G.

Using Dirge of Cerberus as reference, 1982/1983 should approximatly be Sephiroth’s birthyear. Which leaves 5 years of preparation.

Is this a coincidence? Maybe. Or maybe the president let Hojo start to experiment on baby Rufus as he saw fit. Nobody would convince me that the president wouldn’t have done it, those two are just too fucked up. That could explain why he was so flipping good with a shotgun since he was 10, why he managed to face a SOLDIER without turning into minced meat (he didn’t show negative repercussions because he could have been resistant to mako poisoning, like Zack; plus he is the only human enemy with some resistance to Poison and Magic), why the president didn’t kill him when he sided with the Turk’s assassination attempt. That wasn’t paternal love; that was probably Hojo interceding to not have a succesfull test subject except Sephiroth eliminated, promising to have him brainwashed.

Like Cloud, despite Jenova’s cells, he wouldn’t be able to see the Whispers by his own. But Sephiroth, or Aerith, might have flipped the switch in some way. Or even Jenova’s or n#2′s bodies, to which we still have no idea what happened.

4.1. The annoyed/angry glare This could also be another reason for the angry/annoyed glare he shoots Tseng, like he’s saying “You know what I am” or “You know taking me down is not that easy”. The first one reminds me of Cloud’s line to Jessie...the look is pretty similar.

Another interpretation of this expression could be that he actually has, from time to time, some odd quirks or weird moments, residues of the mako treatment/cells' interaction. It is very likely that if that’s true, Tseng - and maybe even Rude and Reno - witnessed them.

That wouldn't surprise me: he’s sporting some serious dark circles under his eyes in this scene.

So, he could be also saying “What? Are we doing this again? You still think I’m frail and crazy? Do I have to beat that out of you like last time?”

5. He touched Jenova’s blood; it wouldn’t be that improbable, since it was smeared all over the floor. That might have done the trick by itself, or, if connected to point 4, he could have been drawn to it by the cells within him, which could have worked as catalyst.

6. Any combination of two or more of the previous points. It’s Nomura Testuya we’re talking about, they could all be true for what we know. He’s a goddamn psycho: it’s easier to build a house with a sand-pail and a plastic shovel than understand Kingdom Hearts' series plot .

Too many questions, but the revelation that Rufus can see the Whispers is very intriguing; the whispers needs him for something. Destiny needs him for something. That makes him an even more valuable character that he already was in the OG, and I’m glad they’re doing it.

Nobody seems to be left behind (in character development sense) this time.

We can only wait and hope.

Wish you all the best, Rufie (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧ ✧ﾟ･: *

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Inspiration and Reading Asks:

1. How long ago did you start reading fanfiction? Writing fanfiction? Started reading when I was 12, started writing it, when I was 14, so reading, 19 years ago, and writing 17 years ago.

2. How do you spend your time when it comes to fanfiction? Are you primarily a fic reader, writer, or a perfect 50/50 split of both? I’m a 33.3% reader, 33.3% WIP machine, a 33.4% writer, and 100% mess, I usually spend my time doing an absurd amount of WIP that comes out of thin air, like, I can be eating an apple, boom, Bori WIP, a cup of coffee? Boom, Roro WIP, breathing? Boom, Lucaya WIP (that last one happens the most)

3. Are there any fics that inspired you to write what you do? It’s called Unfaithful (EN), it’s on fanfiction.net, and honestly, it’s so well written, that I had nausea 3 times while reading it, the pain was so palpable that I felt ill from it.

4. Link your three favorite fics right now. Right now, and in order 1 - Unfaithful (EN) 2 - Twenty Nights 3 - Perfect

6. How do you find a new fic to read? Where do you primarily read fanfiction? Fanfiction or AO3, and have an excel doc with my favorite ships, then I go to the random number generator, putting 1 as the minimum and maximum the number of the last ship I added to the list, then hit random, and read about that ship, keep things fresh.

7. Do you prefer to read short fics or long fics? Both.

8. How often do you reblog/comment on fics that you like? When they are on Tumblr, a few times.

9. Tag 3 fic writers you think are underrated/unknown in the fandom/fanfiction community. I’m sorry, but I don’t know if they have Tumblr, so, amirmitchell, snowdrifts, and Onde Tu Esteves

10. What’s your favorite fandom, pairing, or character to read fic for? Fandom: Game of Thrones, love all those modern universe AU I have to say. Pairing: Lucaya (Not a surprise) Character: Lucas Friar, Portgas D. Ace, Roronoa Zoro, or Prince Zuko.

Fanfiction Writing Asks:

11. How do you come up with your fic titles? Coffee, food, and usually, Spotify, all that, sometimes, make my brain work into having titles about the things I want to write.

13. Do you outline your fics? How much of a headache would someone get if they just looked at an outline of yours without reading the fic? I do outlines, in 5 stages, so a pretty big one. 1 - I write in my notebook, what I want to write, like a general idea. 2 - Post it on my walls and door, to give the story some structure. 3 - Notebook outline the arch of the story. 4 - Outline every chapter on word. 5 - Reduce that chapter into mini arches to write faster.

14. Do you have a personal word minimum that you hold yourself too? Why or why not? I do (now), I usually don’t post anything that is less than 2900 words, Why? because we must not forget that writers not only write for people in the fandom, they mainly write for themselves, and I love to read something among that word count because that’s long enough to keep me on the hook.

16. Do you research for your fics? If so, how deep of a rabbit hole have you gone down by accident when researching? I do research for my fics, how deep? I can give indications for divorce paperwork in the state of New York, even if you want or not to go scorch the earth with the “fault” rule, I can give an appropriate value to an apartment or a house in New York, Texas, Nashville, and San Francisco, and I can do taxes on those states too, and I know more about how high school classes work in the US than in my country, even when I went to those classes, and I’m from Santiago, Chile, you know, in South America, like, the last country of South America

17. How obsessively do you sit and stare at your fic after you’ve just posted and wait for feedback? I don’t, once I finish writing something, I run away, and watch anime for a few hours, or work (Yeah, sometimes I write on my lunch hour)

18. Do you have a WIP that you keep telling yourself you’ll eventually get back to, but deep down you know that’s probably a lie? I do apologize to “The Games we Play” I have no idea how I outlined your 26 chapters, but I’m still on chapter 2, and I’m sorry.

19. Do you edit your fics after you write them, or do you prefer to just hit post and run (because it’s someone else’s problem now)? Sometimes I do because sometimes, I write things wrong.

20. What’s your favorite part about the fanfiction writing process? That happiness I get when I’m in the Zone, and I write something that makes me say “Fuck, that was good”

21. What’s your least favorite part about the fanfiction writing process? I call it “The Deep White”, also known as writer’s block.

23. What’s your absolute favorite trope to write? I don’t write it anymore, because I was banned from a forum for writing it, but I love to write a bad ending, like “Killing the main character that I make you love for 30 chapters in the end” ending. I’m evil, I know, sue me.

24. What’s a trope that you’d like to never hear about as long as you live, let alone write? The “Good girl trying to change the bad boy,” I hate, apologies, I DESPISE that trope, it’s not cool, first, to be with someone abusive, and second, to try to change someone because you think you’re so almighty that you will change him (or her) because of love, bs, I SAID BS.

25. Do you listen to music as you write? If possible, link your writing playlist. I do, and of course, it’s named “Writing Shiet” because my brain can only process decent titles for fics (Says the guy who once named a fic “No Title”) Here’s the link

26. What’s your biggest distraction when writing? Anime and Manga.

27. Do you like to give your readers some warning of what might be coming or just slap them in the face with content at random? I don’t usually do it, but when I do it, I do it cryptic, like “You might be surprised, but this, I called in the beginning.”

28. How do you deal with writing pressure (ie: pressure to update, negative comments, deadlines, etc)? I ignore it, If I can ignore good advice, ignore something that gives me more stress it’s an easy cake.

29. Have you ever written for an exchange or event of some kind? Which one(s)? Did you enjoy it? I did but didn’t submit, I wrote for 2019 fictoberfest on Tumblr, but never send a shit, I did enjoy it tho

30. Post a snippet from your current WIP without context - no more than 300 words. "Well, we're still not in Texas," he says, implying something not PG-13 at all. "My God, in what did I turn you?" Maya teases him before getting up and grab his hand, pulling him up. Lucas grins at her, "On," he replies, making Maya flirty hit his chest

31. Of the characters you write for, which is your favorite? Has that choice been swayed at all by your followers/readers’ reactions to certain ones? I love writing Lucas and Maya, and honestly don’t know if it helps me or not LOL.

32. Copy and paste your top three favorite lines/jokes/sentences you’ve ever written. What fics do they come from? 1 - From November to June CH3 A few hours later, Maya heard a knock on her door. She takes a peek through the magic eye on her door and saw Lucas. She grabs her phone and fastly texts him. She was able to hear the 'ding' of his phone, and spying through the magic eye she saw his reaction. "Ok, first of all, I'm not that, second, my mother is not that, and third, I'm not gonna put that there, that's fucking gross, and probably deadly if you consider the size of my hands." he defends himself. 2 - Ten Duel Commandments CH2 Maya smiles at him, "Since you're all Texan cowboy goody-good boy, I imagine you would relate more with the honorable Lord Stark," she teases him. "Says the woman who read three books in a row and texts me at four in the morning," he replies before pulling out his phone, "R+L=J," he teases her, reading her text. "That's private, asshole," Maya recriminates him. 3 - The One Who Stayed CH18 "Then, I have less... GET OFF ME FUCKER!" Maya screamed, punching the person who grabbed her arm, "Holy shit, Lucas." she says, looking at the person she just hit. "Noted, never approach to you by surprise." Lucas says on the floor, "Well, this makes me feel more confident about you being here alone." he says before start laughing.

33. What do you like writing better: one-shots or multi-chapter stuff? Multi-chapter, unless, it’s wedding fics because I love weddings.

34. How much of yourself and your life experiences do you put into your writing? What do you think your readers’ image of you is? None.

35. How much has writing fic changed your life? Not much, but has made me happier.

36. Are there any fics or fandoms you’re embarrassed to have written or been part of? The Glee Project Fandom.

37. Give an update on your current WIP - if you don’t have one, give a sneak peek to a title or idea that you have and would like to write. "Shawn called him, and he assures him that if you try something inappropriate, he has a shotgun," she adds, making Lucas's face go pale. "Well, guess like father, like son," he comments, making Maya show unexpected interest in his words.

38. What does your writing process look like? How chaotic is it on a scale of 1 (very tame) to 10 (you can’t handle this kind of chaos)? As I explained in the outline question, pretty tame if we count that I have my outline process numbered LOL.

39. What’s something about your writing that you pride yourself on? That I try to make it real, I try to make people feel something when they read.

41. What’s your most popular fic (with the most notes on Tumblr, most hits/kudos on ao3)? Tumblr? The One Who Stayed Fanfiction.net? Ten Duel Commandments

44. Rant about something writing-related. Please, let’s stop glorifying the “Bad Boy” character, he’s an asshole, allow me to explain, Bakugo, fucking asshole, he’s just a bully with an oversized ego, no, he’s not a tsundere, no, it’s not cute, that shit is abusive, and it really makes me want to punch people in their nose when the romanticize that bullshit.

Done

(Told ya I was bored)

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