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ice-and-lightning · 1 month ago

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My Three Crazy Yanqing Background Ideas

"It's recorded in the military annals of the Cloud Knights how Jing Yuan came to discover the young boy, stood his ground against public opinion, and incorporated him into the armed forces. However, in the family lineage column, Yanqing's lineage was relegated to the category of unknown."

Is basically all we know about Yanqing's background, so he's very much free reign to come up with ideas for. Although he is most likely just a regular Xianzhou Native kid that Jing Yuan for some reason decided to take care of, I do have three more or less crazy backstory plots for him. Two, I've mentioned before, but thought I'd make a proper background hc post when the third one appeared in my head. So let's dive into it.

1.) Jing Yuan + Abundance

I know there's a fan theory that Yanqing is connected to the Abundance due to his hair colour, themes and decorations etc. What if it wasn't just to the Abundance, but also to Jing Yuan himself? What if he discovered a group of Yaoshi Worshippers during a mission and somehow he stepped straight into an experiment or ritual, from which Yanqing ended up being created: a mix of pure Abundance and Jing Yuan?

2.) Luocha & His Home

Just like Yanqing, we don't know much about Luocha's background. I know he's similar to someone from another HoYo game, but HSR is the only one I've played, so I can only base my opinions on this game.

Anyway, what if Yanqing comes from the same planet as Luocha? We don't know what happened to Luocha's home, just that it seems to have fallen:

He would sometimes think of home. The devils, the church, the insanity… None of those are good memories. People would clamber to high places in groups just so they could witness their city's demise. If everything were to end, then there shall be at least one witness. "Why do you still wear the clothes of your home world?" Someone asked. "It reminds me of the path I must keep treading. That is all," Luocha answered.

Considering he seems to be almost unwillingly following an Abundance path, perhaps it was the Yaoshi Worshipping that brought his home to its demise? What if the Xianzhou Alliance destroyed it and the Luofu was the one leading that attack? In the rubble of the battlefield, he finds a baby and for whatever reason, he decides to bring that baby with him.

We also have this from the same Luocha character story as above quote that seem to indicate that blond hair is not something Xianzhou Natives generally has, but Yanqing does.

"Yeah, Luocha… He's an Outworlder, right? But from the way he works and speaks, he feels like those older Xianzhou natives. Has he lived here for long? But then again, he had kept his unique and exotic fashion style…" "Who knows? Maybe it's because his blond hair doesn't match the clothing of Xianzhou."

And maybe I'm reading too much into this, but since it seems like his clothes is the main reason he's taken for an Outworlder, does this mean that Luocha also looks Asian?

We also have the fact that Luocha has a line about Yanqing and usually the characters only have lines about characters they're connected to. That line is also rather sus with him being all "nope, don't know that boy" while still having a line about him...

"Oh, you mean the young boy? The one who's always by the general? I don't know anything about him…"

Luocha is sus in general, but if Jing Yuan knows that he has a connection to Yanqing, that would automatically make him more on guard with Luocha as well, which we all know he is.

Also, what if whoever or whatever is in that coffin is connected to Yanqing?

3.) Atypical Vidyadhara

This one just very unlikely (not that the other two, especially the first, is very likely either), but I found it a little cute. What if Yanqing isn't a Xianzhou Native, but an atypically looking Vidyadhara? We know that the main visual difference between Xianzhou Native and Vidyadhara are the ears. Since they can be born with illnesses/disabilities, they can probably get born with something affecting their appearance as well. So what if Yanqing is a Vidyadhara who's hatching rebirth somehow didn't go fully right and he was born without those pointed ears and aging differently (since it's implied that Vidyadhara matures slowly while Xianzhou Natives mature at 'regular' speed and then just doesn't change/age, due to how their cells can turn into stem cells when needed and they will always return to their 'default state' aka how their genes are 'scripted' that they should be, which is why they reject implants etc)? What if Jing Yuan or the Cloud Knights had something to do with this disruption and Jing Yuan took care of the baby out of duty at first? I'm fully aware that this hc plot is very silly and very improbable since the Vidyadhara most likely wouldn't let go off one of their young, but I still find it a fun one.

What do I really think about his background?

Yanqing is most likely a war baby. Either his parents got mara-struck and he was left behind or they got killed in a fight among civilians. In all likelihood, besides being a swordsman and military prodigy, Yanqing is just Xianzhou Native boy.

#headcanon #headcanon yanqing #from old blog

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kingsknights · 4 months ago

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so, what would i be without starting at the flagship oc of mine- ronin. he’s arguably my most fleshed out oc, and is like “king if he was cool , but also missing an arm” (someone ate it)

he’s a titanfall pilot that is picked up by a phys gun and thrown into the multiverse , to distill a bunch of story beats into one hyperbolic sentence. warning - very long read coming up. take this reading in bits , and come back as you can <3 also - trigger warning for topics like mental illness and violence . the warning will appear again closer to when its going to show up .

of course since i actively write this character he’s still being added to, and his story is going to be kind of “what he’s doing in this verse” rather than “here’s an arc”.

im gonna make a few introductory posts about my characters , then just whenever something hits me that is specific character coded , ill be like “this is ronin” on this blog

all of these first posts will be a stat sheet (height, build, age, name) then some important pre-multiverse stuff.

ronin bueller

age: 28

height: 7’3”

build: athletic, not crazy hyper muscular - but strong enough to do his jobs .

TW: mental illness , violence

(titanfall recap: humans discover space travel, colonize planets- a big corpo rises called the imc and starts taking over planets, the people form a militia called the frontier militia and they fight)

ronin’s story starts with his parents, of course- but not in the way you expect . ronin’s mom served in the first titan war, coming out of it early for the frontier militia’s early experiments with void energy. specifically, human-void energy usage.

in simulacrums, (a robot that a human’s uploaded into) void energy allows them to temporarily enter a different reality to avoid damage or just teleport seemingly. however , its gone mostly untested* in humans until ronin’s mom , morgan .

*wraith from apex legends, but that was imc testing

so, between the events of titanfall one and two , morgan and the project lead on this whole void-human experiment- tomo, get together as they are nearing the apex of the project - actually injecting void energy into morgan . upon injection, near unspeakable things occur. equipment is broken, and people are left barely breathing. when the dust settles, its tomo who is able to quell whatever happened to morgan .

the people sponsoring the project , seeing what happened- quickly pulled funding and covered up what happened . several bribes later , the research station was decommissioned and laid dormant. but morgan and tomo stuck together.

one night , tomo just admitted he wanted a kid. it was entirely out of nowhere for morgan, but.. she was ready.

when morgan and tomo go to the doctor for their (very privately documented) checkups , gene projections show that their baby would either end up having some crazy and unknown super power , or end up with some genetic mutation because of the effects of the void serum injection.

i have intentionally neglected explaining what happened to morgan , because it doesnt become a problem until ronin is born- but ill explain it.

ronin is born, and as it turns out- he is just growing rapidly. like, 6” by age fifteen, and topping out at 7’3” at 22 .

so , a few months after ronin is born , tomo and ronin are out going on an evening walk when upon returning , find the house trashed . and , morgan huffing and writhing on the floor . not in pain , but in an other-wordly anger . tomo steps back outside holding ronin close and calls someone to help . hours later , baby ronin lay in a crib next to tomo in a hospital room . with morgan laying motionless .

a group of three doctors approach , and explain to tomo that morgan has what they are calling “ARS” , or “Always Ready Syndrome”. this means nothing, and is more an attempt to put a name on something even they dont understand because they need to document it .

what is later learned as ronin grows up and is main source of ronin’s troubles coming up is that when morgan is injected with this void energy , she is connected with an alternate reality where she is still alive, but.. the imc had arrived at the main frontier militia planet , harmony . where morgan and tomo moved to to conduct the void experiments .

however , the morgan in that alt reality is connected with the reality that our story is in .

basically- morgan and alt morgan know each other exist . and at first, thats all it was . but , seemingly at random times, the morgan’s will swap . alt morgan exists in ronin’s reality, and morgan goes to the alt reality . eventually , alt morgan realizes that tomo and ronin are alive in this universe .

medicine is very slowly developed, and morgan is able to keep alt morgan out . at the cost of losing more control of herself if alt morgan breaks through .

alt morgan watches as ronin grows up- and even wants to be a pilot through morgan’s eyes . and she grows angry . incredibly angry .

one night , when ronin was 15 , he was up late doing homework when who he thought was his mother shuffling down the stairs . of course , ronin was never told about any of this . not until recently . all he was told that if mom didnt seem right , to call a number and leave the house .

ronin calls out to his mom , but .. nothing is returned . she shuffles towards the knives and ronin notices . he taps his shorts to find his phone , but its across the island where morgan was .

his footsteps were careful . intentional . adrenaline coursing through him as he attempted to reach over the island and take his phone . he reached out and got his hand on it , but his mom was too fast . ( violence ahead, you’ve been warned)

morgan brought the cleaver down into ronin ‘s arm , letting go as ronin pulled away . because of her strength- she nearly cut it clean off . ronin bursted out the side door - screaming as the cleaver slides out and onto the now crimson sidewalk he rushed out through . everyone in the neighborhood was woken by the loud sirens , and ronin collapsing on the concrete .

ronin can barely remember what happens between arriving at the hospital and the news being broken that his arm would be better off amputated than being treated . militia insurance wouldn’t cover ronin , and especially wouldn’t cover any prothesis .

he does remember tomo crying above him . head hung low with stress weighing on him .

ronin couldn’t return to school for a while- so had to learn and catch up while recovering from the amputation while missing his left arm from the elbow down . tomo was there every day , talking with doctors , family friends and trying to find something for ronin .

when ronin was finally able to return to class , he was gifted a.. very custom-made wooden arm that - if nothing else let him at least have something to fill his sleeve so outfits didn’t look odd .

his classmates all banded together to make it for him , in a rare case of kindness . when ronin came home , tomo started crying again . holding ronin , and feeling both arms again was amazing .

morgan was sent to 24/7 care center , personally overseen by one of the old void experiment sponsors . they felt responsible for it, in some way- however , it was either morgan or ronin . tomo didn’t get a say , just .. saw morgan leave .

as ronin grew up - he felt even more of a drive to be a pilot . so , he spent a lot of his free time training as best as he could , until he was 19 . when , a recruiter noticed this same drive , and ronin’s last name .

the marauder corps pilots personally oversaw the development of a grappling hook arm to replace ronin’s cobbled-together wood arm that he had to reinforce with metal to be able to lift weights . tomo was with him the whole way , and watched him graduate basic training with that rickety wood and metal arm .

when ronin joins the marauder corps- he was gifted the arm and a titan specially fit to his seven-foot stature . ronin was beyond excited , and the moment he was free , sent pictures and tried to call tomo to no avail .

tomo was probably busy , which is what ronin believed as he went on to greet his titan .

pilots are really units that consist of two elements , the pilot , (ronin in this case) and the titan , who is DE-3492 , or delta . pilot’s link to their titan via a brain chip that allows the titan to connect with the pilot and do complex actions when a pilot is piloting a titan .

but , this linking also creates a special bond that is solely unique to a specific pilot and titan unit .

the role titan-pilot units fulfill is to not only battle other titans , but give the side using it an overwhelming amount of firepower .

ronin and delta become practically inseparable . always training , or doing something together . that is , until he is offered to join the ACES , Angel City’s Elite. a group of pilots lead by titan war veteran robert “barker” taube .

ronin joins , and really finds a place he belongs in . of course- there’s a titanfall one and two, so where is ronin during that? he is mostly not fighting typhon , the main planet - but is called in for a big assault on an IMC base where the power to a planet destroying gun is being held . ronin is part of the initial assault force , and is left at the entrance to cover the flank at the entrance .

ronin and delta fight tooth and nail to hold their position , with the two finally being evac’d before the planet explodes . as ronin is being treated for his wounds, and delta is repaired - the two rejoice in their victory .

okay - thats everything . pre-phys gun into the multiverse . thank you for reading! expect longer stories like these between other posts <3

#roninbuellerposting

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bettercallroasty · 6 months ago

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Welcome post ♥︎

I'm Roasty, and this is my oc Ivan Yahontov-! My ship name is 'McYahontov'.

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He is NOT a self-sona, but a character completely different from me. He is shipped with a post-saul Jimmy McGill ! I have my own universe for the two and find myself deeply invested in their lore.

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(Art by saul_gone_man) !

In fact, you can read more about Ivan and the general ship here in his biography!

My faceclaim for ivan is Bradley James, though I tend to edit his face myself to make him look more like how I imagine Ivan! I love making fun edits of him. Here's some!

I am 28, so I prefer not to interact with minors as much as possible, though I will support your art regardless of age! I enjoy getting commissions, doing art trades, and speaking with other breaking bad universe oc creators! I have a list of chronic illnesses, some very serious. I am disabled due to such. I like to spend the time I have helping people advocate medically as well as helping out in an abuse victim support group! I am a bit weary of people due to a long abusive aroace (queer-platonic) relationship which followed by years of stalking, but regardless, I try to be friendly to all who approach me and am doing very well myself besides health. ♥︎ I enjoy helping and making new friends. Feel free to reach out!

I love love love better call saul. Much more than breaking bad! I have watched bcs three times so far and enjoy making AND collecting merch. I have various better call saul tattoos and outfits ! I would love to talk about bcs with anyone!

Though I am much much more active on Instagram!

Better.call.roast

I have a small etsy shop here.

And commission prices here

I think that's all I have to say. Thanks for stopping by :3

#roasty #intro post #bettercallroasty #McYahontov #roasty goodman

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feartheoldblog · 1 year ago

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ok here goes i guess. full disclaimer ghost is the only band i have a shirt of so uh yeah i think their music is ok. also your post reminded me they have a new ep i havent listened to yet so ive been playing that all day.

the chronology is kind of split up by album so ill go by that

Opus Eponymous (good fucking metal album):

So ghost started out as a concept band of over-the-top tongue-in-cheek anonymous satan worshippers. That has since changed for a couple reasons I'll get into. Anonymity was a big thing for the first few albums, every song was credited as written by a "nameless ghoul" and they all wore masks and the frontman wore corpse paint and i think some facial prosthetics so you couldnt tell who anyone was. Of course some people had guesses (and they turned out to be right lmao). The frontman was called Papa Emeritus and he wore like evil satan antipope clothes and shit. There's also this whole "Clergy" thing which is like the satanic church ghost represents - they're also a band in lore, and their goal is to gain converts by getting fans through the music.

Infestissumam (my favorite album):

Papa Emeritus 1 was an old man and one day he died. I think. Or he retired or something. So to release the new album, we got Papa Emeritus 2, who was Papa 1's younger brother (still like in his 40s or 50s or so). It was still obviously the same guy behind the makeup but who cares its lore baby. I think they actually summoned satan? There's a reading of the first two albums as concepts of a group doing evil magic devil summoning and then a world where the antichrist is actually walking around doing stuff. Anyway I don't remember Papa 2 doing much.

Meliora (their best album but not my favorite. ):

Papa 2 got taken out behind the shed or something i wasnt really into the lore at this point. Being into Ghost and being into the lore is two very different things, you really gotta be paying attention to be in on the lore. Papa Emeritus 3 debuts with this album, which also marks the band's beginning of their shift towards a more poppy sound (the is Ghost metal? debate has been waged for years by the worst metal fans in the world [on both sides] and all i have to say is if you need music to fall into a definition of your preferred genre in order to like it you don't like music, you like putting things in boxes and sounding smart). Papa 3 was the youngest brother, and he was big into the limelight and rockstar image in a way his more serious older brothers were not. This was also a height of their popularity anecdotally (i swear i heard square hammer on the radio once). Papa 3 was a slut, he was absolutely the one to fuck with socks on. Which is funny, cause I had never heard that bit about him fucking with socks on but I do know a guy in real life who fucked with socks on. Crazy.

Prequelle (came out right before covid lmao their weakest album though imo):

Papa 3 was abducted by goons right at the end of their big tour. oh no what happened? They started putting out "Message from the Clergy" videos on their youtube (might still be there) which introduced our boy Cardinal Copia (not a member of the family) who was a mousy little clergyman, and Papa 0 who was like the head of the church (and a few nuns i forget their names). Also in one of those videos all 3 former Papas were killed (they were alive? huh). Prequelle is also where the lawsuit happened which, uh, was a big fucking mess to put it lightly. Band members of the previous three albums were arguing with the frontman about pay (which was an issue cause like i said before, all the songs were credited to an anonymous ghoul), and like limb bizkit says its all about the he said she said bullshit. anyway they had to break the anonymity to go to court, so people learned that the frontman was actually Tobias Forge (formerly of Subvision). This was the prevailing theory by the way not the hugest surprise. I'm not going to get into details of the trial (cause i forget really) but im sure you can find it on the fuckin sweden legal database or whatever. Anyway, the band did kind of break up over this - some of the original longtime members left and Forge continued with the name Ghost and a rotating group of musicians.

Impera (impera is good but when i listened to it i was also having kind of a major depressive episode so that may have affected my opinion):

This is where I largely fell out of the Ghost lore loop. I hear Copia got promoted to Papa 4 which is good for him, nice kid. He's in like his 40s too i think.

They're kinda like the Four Kings cause a new one comes in when the old one dies and if you don't do enough damage there's actually 5 of them. and their music sucks

THE FOUR KINGS REF 😭😭😭

ghost WISH they could have a cultural impact as profound as dark souls 1’s four kings battle and boss theme

thank you for the proper run down i was fighting for my life trying to piece everything together from the shreds i could find (i refuse to watch a 40 minute youtube video sorry i’m stubborn). it literally reminded me of when i first played bb and was like ‘what the fuck happened’, went researching and ended up even more confused.

also you’re so real for your comment on forcing music into really specific categories. why can’t people just enjoy something without arguing over stupid shit like that………… rock? metal? nah, they’re just cringe. embrace it and be free.

question to leave bc i’m a souls bro

who would win in a fight: copia or patches dark soul?????

discuss

#asks #this is all light hearted and affectionate btw #the fucking with socks on haunts me for personal reasons #papa no three please stop #well ig he’s stopped cuz he’s dead #i started watching the message from the clergy vids n they’re so silly i love them

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c-40 · 2 years ago

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A-T-3 087 And It's Illegal

Part 6 wittering on about reissues when they make up 75% of album sales in the US

I've not touched upon the internet yet. Peer-to-Peer (P2P) sharing sites sped up the process of what was already happening with major record labels resulting in the triopoly of the 'big three' that remain Universal Music Group, Sony Music Entertainment, and Warner Music Group. Sony is the only one still parented by a media corporation and ultimately the conglomerate Sony, the ownership of other two are shared by large investment conglomerates. P2P like Napster and Limewire shook the music industry up, questions were asked about how these conglomerates should still exploit musicians and extract profit when people could download music for free, reminiscent of Home Taping Is Killing Music hysteria

P2P music sharing was perfect for music geekery, for the first time ever those mythical recordings that were talked about could be searched for and heard not instantly but overnight. It was like spending all day everyday in a record shop trying out new music. And we didn't stop buying records, not even slow down. I read a lot of books on music history, books like The Rough Guide To Reggae and Love Saves The Day now you could look up music as you were reading about it

DjHistory began its all things Dj and records online forum around 2000, not long after founders Bill Brewster and Frank Broughton released their book Last Night a DJ Saved My Life. I lurked on the forums a bit, not much, but I avoided getting sucked in like many of my record collecting and Dj friends (I also have a long term illness which despite me trying gets in the way, if you're taking something like learning it's only polite to put something back into it.) I like the Dj community, they're a good laugh, it's a bit blokey but that's been changing

Andrew Hogge began lovefingers.org in 2006 posting a single Fingertrack mp3 more or less everyday for 4-years. The Fingertracks were mostly obscure discoveries made by people that spend way too much time hunting for moments of recorded magic. What emerged was a well curated collection of mp4s which resonated with me and many other like-minded people, I think I read at its peak Lovefingers was getting 100k hits a day. Other sites followed like Bumrocks, Dirty Sound System, Feel My Bicep. These sites also shared record collector knowledge with the curious. Listening to the music on these sites was the first time I realised the more you discover the less you knew

These websites had a positive impact and encouraged compilations of more obscure music and reissues outside the usual

I got an invitation to beta test Spotify in 2008, at this time there were no regional restrictions to music catalogues so you could find, say, German copies of albums with different takes, mixes, or extra tracks. The catalogue was overwhelming, it still is. When the catalogue reduced, regional markets went into effect, artists pulled their music to negotiate, and adverts were introduced it became less interesting to me and I took it off my computer. I like record shops and searching through the racks of music, I enjoy the social (or anti-social depending on what way you view it) aspect to it. It's also a more chaotic when looking though boxes of second hand records who knows what you might find, sometimes there might be forgotten about notes in the sleeves or the sleeves might be decorated in graffiti and stickers

Bandcamp is cool though. There's a 'sense' of supporting the artist and many artists who haven't had releases for decades have put their music on Bandcamp. Of course depending on who owns the rights the money might not go to the artist but sometimes this might be the first time they see revenue from a session done 40-years-ago. It's also an outlet for new music, what do you recon, is Bandcamp a new MySpace? With reissue packages becoming so expensive (personally I'm not arsed about coloured vinyl) digital downloads on Bandcamp are the budget option and also a way of getting your hands on out-of-print material

William Ackerman - Synopsis was Fingertrack 094. William Ackerman is founder of Windham Hill Records which is now controlled by Legacy/Sony

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#1983 #william ackerman #ambient #guitar #california #usa #80s music

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insomnihan · 3 years ago

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han’s Entire Thoughts & Feelings on TWICE’s “Alcohol-Free”

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I LIVE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

it has been eighty four (84) f uCKING YEARS since my last review post (lit rally when dreamcatcher released odd eye………………) BUT IM B A C K

ALRIGHT SO- (again)

i had to look up the genre of the song first to understand what it is and if im remembering correctly its called bossa nova and i DIG IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ill be honest tho it did take a second listen of the song listen the jyp whisper i cannot stand- but OFC there were SO MANY catchy sections that s hit got stuck in my head SO quick listen the part where they list all those driNKS CHAMPAGNE WINE TEQUILA MARGARITA MOJITO WITH LIME SWEET MIMOSA PIÑA COLADA Y E T theyre not actually talking about drinking actual drinks but being drunk on love and s hit like that yknow SYMBOLISM™- the instrumentaL TS VERY LIGHT and i wanna describe it as bubbly like a drink yknow????????? the drums are pleasant and the bells and the guitar sounds and synths (???) and the horn THERES A LOT™ YET ENOUGH TO KEEP THAT SUMMERY LIGHT RELAXING FEELING

the rap wasnt too jarring or out of place tho i honestly still dont really know how to feel?????? as it keeps going i do start liking it more mayhaps bc the cut off after the chorus is sort of unexpected??????? thats personally for me like that ‘yo’ made me go like 😮😮😮 every time so i like chaeyoungs part more than dahyuns i think-

yes yes i know ‘thats what you do to me’ I K N O W

THE DANCE OKAY I NEED I MEAN I N E E D TO TALK ABOUT THIS PART FIRST PART DURING DAHYUNS RAP AT THE START WHERE THEY MAKE THE BAR AND MINA MAKES THE DRINK AND GIVES IT TO DAHYUN THATS PRETTY COOL TBH- okay im done as for the rest of the dance its pretty fitting for the song!!! it doesnt really have that ‘k*ller move’ yknow (like in fancy that one move yknow) but the dance does its job and goes with the overall vibe of the song- its a lot of swaying movement and like that first half of listing the drinks where the movements are like visualizing making the drinks i dunno i thought that was pretty cool!!!!!!

i think the visuals will be a shorter section in this posts since its really all colorful and shiny places and then next to the beach and the bar- i noticed its all of little pattern stuff????????? its a lot of intricate patterns or flowers and a lot of props of lounge chairs and umbrellas and couches and tables and fruits and trees and all the glasses and bottles ofc and then suddenly GIANT GLASS and a car with whatever that was floating above them???????? and then that one shiny place with the lights?????????? theres a lot of aesthetics in one video tho theyre not too different from each other

T H E M

LOVE THESE WOMEN LIVING A HOT GIRL SUMMER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I CANT BELIEVE NAYEON JUST???????? LOOKS LIKE THAT??????????? LIKE THAT LIKE THAT??????? PLSSSS THE BRAID AND THE PINK OUTFIT DURING THE FIRST CHORUS DANCE IS SHE SERIOUS- AND THEN 1:50…………… i cant speak- (im gonna be talking about white outfits a lot…………) i will not and cannot begin with the blue shorts look youre not gonna make me begin-

jeongYEON OH MY G O D THE PURPLE (???) STREAKS SMALL BRAIDS WITH THAT RED SHE IS SO STUUUUUUUUUNNIIIIIIIIIINNGGGGGGG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (i can honestly go on for an ENTIRE paragraph for this look alone but i WONT) might i say that the white one thats short in the front and long in the back………… be still my Dumb of Ass™ heart

MOMO BETTER STOP RN RIGHT THIS INSTANT SO I DONT D WORD IMMEDIATELY- the first fiVE (5) SECONDS WERE F UCKING UNDER ATTACK- i dunno what it is okay but its that beige??? light brown??? outfit……… the high ponytail thats also kinda wavy……… then the light blue crop top and dark blue shorts and the red headband mY SOUL IS GONE-

sana sana saNA SANA S A N AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!! THE SHORT PINK DRESS- I LOVE THIS HAIR COLOR ON HER SHE IS SO UNREAL ANOTHER WHITE DRESS THAT ENDED ME COMPLETELY THE ONE AT 1:10 the white dress the red flowers all over it with the red feather fan………… and then the pink one…………… and then just existing so beautifully on the beach heLP ME-

JIHYO HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! my bias looking SO good 🥴🥴🥴 its the white and sparkly dress with the red flower in her hair and on her cheeks while shes sitting in that glass for me- but that blue and white and gold outfit stooooooooooop 😩😩😩 SHE LOOKS LIKE SUCH A GODDESS™ FOR THE ENTIRETY OF THIS WHOLE VIDEO STOP IT™ ITS FOR MY HEALTH

I SWEAR TO YOU MINA HAS BEEN GETTING TO ME RECENTLY WHAT THE F UCK IS SHE ON ABOUT???????? MY HEART HERE TAKE THE S HIT YKNOW WHAT I DONT NEED IT- im litreally struggling to breathe the dark pink (???) and black with the headband and the star earrings i CANNOT DO THIS ANYMORE 😩

DAHYUN NO STOP I CANT- THE WHITE DRESS WITH THE PRETTY PATTERNS????????? WITH THE PEARLS AROUND HER NECK THE PINK AND RED FLOWERS IN HER HAIR?????????? YES IM TALKING ABOUT 1:33- yes yes that lip bite k*lled me thanks for asking- the blue one with the beads and the braids my brain is lit rally struggling to Function™ rn-

CHAEYOUNG SHUT THE F UCK UP THE PINK HAIR??????? ARE YALL SEEING HER?????? ill be frank im pissed that shes got f ucKING SLEEVES ON FOR THIS tell me you hate me without saying you hate me😔 if I MUST CHOOSE LOOKS I LIKED its the long wavy with the flower in her hair in that off shoulder?????? (2:35…………… my beloved-) and then the yellow……… the yellow is smoething else………

RED IS THE™ COLOR TZUYU I SAID WHAT I F UCKING SAID SHE REALLY REALLY™ HAD TO POP UP AT 1:00 AND DO THAT SHE LOOK SO GOOD WITH BROWN HAIR AND THAT LIPSTICK- (i can go on and on forever about this look too but I WONT™) the short white and blue and goLD IM LOSING IT IK I K N O W

LIKE this is certainly different from what were used to with twices title tracks BUT does that mean its bad???????? ABSOLUTELY F UCKING NOT its a good song overall!!!!!!!!!!!! the instrumental is great their singing is GREAT the dance is GREAT AND FITS THE SONG and it gives off such a chill vibe and overall feel like tbh i wont listen to it very much but i wont skip it in my playlist bc this kind of chill vibe is very specific- i personally dont have any complaints for this song and its all in all a good ✨Hot Girl Summer Time✨

IN CONCLUSION: IM DRUNK IN THIS SUMMER BANGER (DRINK RESPONSIBLY)

#i dunno why typing this out was so hard?????? the bold wouldnt go the f uck away??????#have three (3) more posts like this for a different group so ill be getting to that #ANYWAY GLAD TO HAVE THIS FOOD #OR DRINK IDK #twice #not dc #han.txt #han's mv afterthoughts

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iwadori · 4 years ago

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Hiiii!!!! can you do like when you guys are supposed to meet up and they waited for about an hour or so and kept texting you you but you haven't replied so they thought you ditched them and got mad at you and stuff then they decided to go home and while on their way home not too far from their school they found you unconscious body with a large wound on you back and your head bleeding?.

can you pleaseease do tsukishima, yamaguchi, ushijima, bokuto (I'm sorry if that's a lot)

Haikyu Boys when you get hurt Pt 2 (Ushijima,Bokuto

Part One Part Two Part Three

Word count: 2.6K

Genre: angst, fluff

masterlist

Ushijima

You were having the worst week this week, from battling a cold and your boss making you do all sorts of extra jobs (that were definitely not under your job description.) As easter was swiftly approaching you and Ushijima had your annual plans of going to the local kids community center and helping them with an easter egg hunt. But you don’t think you can manage it this year.

Ushijima gets home from practice with 4 bags just filled with easter eggs ranging from all different sizes, “woah there Toshi, you’ve got enough there too feed all of england” you laugh

“I don’t think these eggs will be able to sustain England Y/N” he says seriously making you laugh even harder. As you were laughing, you felt another migraine come along making your cringe in pain. “Toshi, I don’t think I can do the easter egg hunt this year?”

He sits down next to you alarmed that something is wrong, “why what happened Y/N” he asks

“I’ve been feeling terrible all week, and I even have a migraine right now” you say to him thinking he would understand.

“That’s it?” he questions thinking what you said was a joke “I think you can handle a migraine, remember we’re doing this for the kids”

His words were making you feel slightly guilty since maybe you were being over dramatic. “Y/N if it’s really ‘that bad’, i’ll make you some tea so you can feel better,” he says going into the kitchen to start on your tea. You murmur a quiet “thank you” and you end up falling asleep, hoping that by the time you wake up your head stops pounding.

As you wake up, you realise you slept all the way through the night and over to the next day as when you look at your clock it says 12:32 pm. You look at your nightstand and saw that Ushijima wrote you a note saying:

Y/N I've left out early to set out the easter egg hunt, I’ve made you breakfast so eat up and get prepared for the event which starts at 4pm. Please don’t forget.

Sincerely – Ushijima Wakatoshi.

You chuckle at the fondness of the note, before realising your pain. Your brain felt like it was having a live concert inside that definitely was not going to end soon but you still got up prepared for the day. You didn’t want to let Ushijima or the kids down.

When you go to the kitchen , you see the cute breakfast that Ushijima made you consisting of all of your favourite foods and with another simple note of him saying ‘ I love you. ‘ Ushijima has always been a lovely boyfriend, treating you like the queen you are always making sure that you were okay. Of course, his bluntness and his lack of social cues was something to get used to but when you did get accustomed to it, it only made you fall in love with him more.

You got ready, feeling even more sick as the piping hot shower that you usual have, did not help as when you were showering you felt heavily faint. However, you persevered since you did not want to let Ushijima down.

You finally were prepared to leave the house, with the community center being on 15 minutes walk away you were leaving out at 3:50pm since you were planning to take your car anyways. When you leave your home, you realise that you forgot your car keys so you dash up the stairs (a bit too quickly) to go and find them. Scrambling through your draws, your head is pounding harder and harder and the more it pounds the quicker your moving making you even more faint. You eventually find your keys and you’re ready to zoom to the community center but your body gave out and you pass out tumbling down the stairs landing at your front door.

Ushijima was waiting outside of the community center waiting for you to arrive it was 4:05pm and he was wondering where you were (knowing that your place was only a 10 minute drive away) he sent you a few texts asking where you were but when you don’t respond Ushijima becomes slightly annoyed, plastering a fake smile on his face and entering the community center, starting the easter egg hunt.

The easter egg hunt came to a close at 8pm and Ushijima assumed that you would’ve showed up some time in the middle of the event, but you obviously didn’t show. After making sure that all the kids left safely Ushijima decided to call and text you more and when you continuously don’t respond and your calls go to voicemail he says ‘Y/N, im really disappointed with you right now. How could you do this to me? You said you would show up, the kids were really upset, how could you be so selfish?’

He walks to your house knocking on the door, but when you don’t immediately answer he knew something must be up now, since you haven’t responded to any of his texts and calls and didn’t show up he figured there was something deeper then you just ditching the event.

He used his key to open the door, surprised when the door hit something. He tried again hitting the ‘object’ that was laying at the door again. He carefully pushes the door to make enough room for him to fit through the gap. When he entered, he was startled at the sight of you, there you lay completely knocked out with a blood stain next to your head. He knelt down next to you and touched your cheek you were extremely cold, he had to get you to a hospital stat. He called an ambulance, panicked. Worrying about how long you’ve been out for since it would have to be atleast more than 4 hours he assumed.

You woke up in a foreign room, with your head slightly stinging. You place your hand on the back of your head and wince, then you remember you need to be at the easter egg hunt so you bolt up ready to move.

“I don’t think that’s wise for you to do that Y/N” Ushijima says to you

“Toshi, what happened?” you ask still in pain

“It seems you fell down the stairs and hit your head” after he said that all your memories come flooding back, and you remember rushing to the community centre, looking for your keys, and then falling down the stairs and everything going black.

“I’m sorry Ushi for missing the easter egg hunt, I really tried to get there,” you say with an apologetic look on your face

“It’s fine Y/N of course you wouldn’t of been able to get there after falling down the stairs” he says “Also, this is proof of why you shouldn’t run down the stairs”

You eventually get discharged with the doctor telling you all you need to do is rest and stay off your feet. Ushijima took the doctor's orders very seriously, becoming your loyal servant and waiting on you hand and foot, tending to your every need. He did also make you were eating healthy and taking all your medicine so you could have the best recovery possible.

Also, after realising that this could’ve all been avoided if Ushijima didn’t guilt trip you in the first place for having a migraine, he made sure to never ignore or dismiss when you say you are ill or have anything wrong with you even if it’s a migraine, a lost limb or a simple paper cut.

Bokuto

The Olympics were coming up and Bokuto couldn’t be any more excited than he already was. Everything he’s talked about for the past month he manages to find a way to relate to the Olympics, and as annoying as it got sometimes you were just as excited for it as much as Bokuto was.

Bokuto was heavily busy with extra practices so you were bored and lonely, since your boyfriend was at practice all the time so you chose to take up a new hobby. You decided to paint, although you weren’t an award-winning painter you still found joy in it. Being Bokuto’s girlfriend you had some slight unwanted attention on you: the usual fans of Bokuto that just followed you to have an extra aspect of him in their life's, or his fangirls that adored him.

You didn’t mind the fangirls for the most part since majority of them were pretty tamed and did fawn over your relationship. However, there was the minority of fans that did make it known to you that they DID NOT like you at all. When you started posting your paintings, it seems their hate for you amplified since they always found the need to leave an astray of mean comments on your post. But that didn’t mainly bother you since you thought that they only had that energy behind the screen.

The days went by getting closer to the Olympics, with Bokuto always asking you every day “Y/N you are coming to my games, right?” to which you always replied “Of course Kou, I’m coming” which always made him smile.

When the Olympics came, you’ve went to all the games cheering Bokuto and the team on as they were winning round after round. Whilst this was going on, the group of girls that were sending you horrible messages and making mean posts about you weren’t stopping. At first, you didn’t care for them but it seems their posts only gotten worse making comments about your artwork, your face, your body type ect.

You didn’t want to tell Bokuto as you felt that it would ruin his Olympic momentum and you thought you could handle it all on your own.

It was nearing to the final game of the Olympics, and Bokuto was ecstatic he made sure that you promised you’d be there claiming that you was his ‘good luck’ charm.’ You were excited to go too, the feeling of watching Bokuto play was exhilarating seeing him fully in his element was great for you to see.

On the last game day, Boktuo was already at the stadium since him and the team had to be there earlier to practice and you planned to meet him there just before the game started at 4:30. You went to a florist before the match getting Bokuto the biggest boquet that you could buy.

On your way to the stadium you here somebody whistle from behind you, you turn around and see a group of girls waiting behind you smirking. “Hi?” you say more like a question then a statement “do you want something from me?”

Some of them laugh, but the one standing at the front who you mentally lable the ‘main one’ steps closer to you and says “We want you to stay away from Bokuto” you realise that these were the girls sending you hate online for these past weeks.

Before you can even blink, the girls jump you, hitting, kicking and clawing at you. You are in pain, screaming and crying for them to stop and leave you alone. You lay there, letting them beat you up thinking that you’ll probably end up dead out of this. All you can think about is Bokuto, you didn’t get to wish him good luck, or give him your flowers (that you spent a fortune on) or even tell him that you loved him one last time.

You think the girls eventually stopped but you couldn’t tell because your body was throbbing and you hurt all over. You tried to get up still wanting to go to the match but you collapse going out cold.

Bokuto was scanning the crowd over and over for you, hoping to spot you there. But he couldn’t, he was wondering where you were getting sadder and sadder by the second since he really believed you were his good luck charm and he probably wouldn’t be able to win without at least seeing your face once.

They didn’t win. Bokuto knew he wasn’t playing at his best, since all his mind was on was thinking about where you were. You’ve never missed one of his games, so he was incredibly worried. After he accepted his second-place medal, he rushed out the stadium to go to your house but he was stopped by some fangirls ‘I guess signing autographs is the least I can do’ he thinks, the fans were being a bit odd today but he didn’t have time to focus on that as his mind was racing thinking about you and your whereabouts.

One of his fans did give him an alarmingly big boquet of roses which he appreciated ‘these must of cost a fortune’ he thinks. Although it was a probably a long shot, he decided to ask the fan if he saw someone who looked like *whatever you look like* to maybe see if someone else saw you. Which the fan replied “yeah I saw them with some guy at this restaurant whilst we were going to see you!” they exclaimed.

‘A guy’ he thought ‘that most likely wasn’t you.’ Seeing Bokuto’s confusion, the fan followed up with “I'm pretty sure it was her I mean we all know who Bokuto Koutaro’s girlfriend was.” Bokuto didn’t reply just walking away making sure to thank them for the flowers.

He was rushing towards your house on foot (since all the taxi’s and ubers were fully booked because of the Olympics) whilst running he stumbles across your passed out body all black and bruised with scratch marks and bleeding all over you. “what happened” he whispered, knowing you obviously weren’t going to respond.

He picked up your near-dead body, and cradled you in his arms taking you back to the stadium (since he knew that getting an ambulance to come here or running to the hospital would basically be impossible.) When he got back to the stadium, he did get odd looks from strangers but he didn’t care, his only agenda was making sure you were okay.

You woke up, and saw Bokuto pacing the room repeatedly you tried to get his attention by saying his name but your throat was damaged. He eventually notices you and runs to your side, stroking your face softly and giving you a gentle hug making sure not to hurt you.

“Who did this Y/N?” he asks with worry in his eyes

You ignore his question and look at the silver medal wrapped around his neck making you sad “I’m sorry I didn’t make it to the match, I tried I really did try” you said with your voice sounding even worse after you said every word.

“Don’t be silly, I’m just glad that you’re okay babe, I was really worried about you.” he said

The Medic came in and said that you had multiple broken ribs, but beside that you were fine you just needed to rest your throat and let your bruises heal. You eventually told Bokuto that it was some of his fans, he was upset that you hid this from him for so long but he was just glad that he got to you as soon as he did. He managed to play at the next Olympics and you were there fully present, with your even bigger boquet of flowers watching win gold.

Authors Note: I tried to make it as close to your request as possible, but I hope you enjoy as I really do think this is my favourite work so far.... :3 Comments and feedback appreciated.

#haikyuu x reader comfort #haikyu scenarios #haikyu #haikyu angst #haikyu fluff #haikyu headcanons #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu-fluff #haikyu x reader #ushijima imagine #ushijima oneshot #ushijima angst #ushijima x reader #bokuto x reader #bokuto angst #koutarou x reader #bokuto scenarios #signedwithane😌

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bottoms-movie · 4 years ago

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SAMBUCKY FIC RECS

so a lot of people seemed interested this so here it is! if ya’ll like this, i can make more parts! this is split into three categories: based on tfatws, canon divergence, and au. all fics are on ao3. all of the fics are complete. some fics do include smut, but i included the ratings, so make sure to check for that based on preferences!

also, feel free to send me asks on your thoughts on any fics or if you’re interested in another sambucky fic rec post!

BASED ON TFATWS

Fill the Hole in my Heart | Not Rated | 4,848 words

Bucky dives into the world of online dating. The girls are nice, but there seems to be something missing. When he goes to Louisiana to meet Sam and his family, he realizes what that something was.

Skip, Reverse | Explicit | 7,945 words

Sam stood in the middle of their local Target with a throw pillow in each hand. The one in his left hand was butter-soft and matched the drapes in the living room, but Bucky had walked by five seconds ago and declared the one on the right “absolutely fucking hideous,” and so now Sam kind of wanted it more than he had ever wanted anything.

Sometimes romance is just bickering with your superhero partner/roommate at several different Target locations.

just won’t do right | General | 7,524 words

Sam's eyebrows go up, impressed, and he reaches over to squeeze Torres' shoulder, "This is amazing, kid. Thanks, really."

Bucky sits and watches in utter horror as the pink darkens on Torres' cheeks.

Oh, he realizes. Oh. Fuck.

body language will do the trick | Explicit | 12,598 words

“There’s no way you’re going to win this,” Bucky tells Sam. “I am going to love language the shit out of you.”

Sam gives him a considering look. “You do seem like you’d be really good at that.”

Bucky’s cheeks flush with heat. “Thanks, pal, I—”

Sam smirks, and Bucky’s eyes narrow. He shoves his elbow into Sam’s side and stalks off, leaving Sam cackling behind him.

“Your ass looks great today!” Sam yells.

Bucky reaches up to flip Sam the bird, and he definitely does not feel grateful that he wore his good jeans today. Bucky’s ass looks great every day.

checklist | General | 4,716 words

Bucky Barnes keeps a mental checklist of things he knows to be true at any given moment. Sometimes the checklist changes, because he's learned something else about himself. It changes, for example, when he starts realizing that maybe he would like to kiss Sam Wilson. Maybe.

best laid plans | 3 parts | 26,808 words

part 1: baby you’re the wave and I’m ready for the crash | Explicit | 6,616 words

Nah, my plan’s better,” Sam declares, before clapping Bucky on the shoulder.

“I’m sorry, what plan? Was that a plan? It didn’t sound like a plan to me, it sounded like a vague intention,” says Bucky, still scowling, and Sam grins.

“We’re winging it, the plan is a work in progress! Now c’mon, we gotta make some wardrobe adjustments if we’re gonna get into that club.”

Sam and Bucky have some unorthodox methods of going undercover in a club.

He Doesn’t Deserve You! | Teen | 5,154 words

Sam and Bucky have an argument that results in Bucky being left at the bar. A group of drunk strangers assumes Bucky just got dumped and quickly adopt him for the night to make him feel better.

Reconstitution | Not Rated | 10,228 words

“I didn’t back Steve on the Sokovia Accords,” Sam says unprompted one day. They’re so close to apprehending the Flagsmashers and wrapping up this ridiculous saga.

“I don’t follow,” Bucky says.

“I was the one who refused to sign it first. Not Steve.”

Sam says it so softly that Bucky has to strain to hear him. Sam is loud and chatty and half the time he keeps up a constant stream of chatter just to get on Bucky’s nerves, but Bucky’s coming to realize that when he really wants to make himself heard, he’s soft spoken and mild. Bucky doesn’t entirely follow his train of thought, though.

Or: a breaking down, remaking, and coming back stronger than ever before

Stuck On You (You Suez, You Luez) | Explicit | 10,136 words

Sam and Bucky’s mission was simple: stowaway on a ship suspected of weapons-smuggling in the Suez, gather enough intel to report back, and hop off again in Port Said. Something gets in the way, and a day-long recon session turns into a week of chess, bickering, semi-successful movie references, and trying not to go slowly insane.

His Touch | Mature | 1,006 words

When Baron Zemo touched Bucky’s face, Sam Wilson saw red.

Bucky just wants Sam to comfort him.

rusted | Teen | 2,358 words

Bucky doesn’t grace him with a sound of acknowledgement. He’s been quiet, ever since that night with Zemo. Well. Quieter. It’s almost like. Every time he opens his mouth, he’s half-expecting the Winter Soldier to come out.

He hasn’t, yet. Won’t, ever again. Not unbidden. Sam’s sure of that. Bucky, not so much.

‘You busy?’

‘’m scouring the—’

‘Good,’ Sam cuts the idiot off, ‘I need you to help me shave.’

advanced therapy methods for large adult men | 2 parts | 11,717 words

part 1: The Gottman Method for Dealing with Conflict | Mature | 4,187 words

Bucky and Dr. Raynor have a follow-up session and two entirely different conversations about his relationship status.

Or: Let's do more couples therapy, James.

it’s always Bucky’s Fault | 3 parts | 20,089 words

part 1: Did you see it? | Explicit | 3,905 words

In which there's supposedly a viral video of the Winter Soldier on his knees sucking off Captain America.

Everything is, like always, completely Bucky's fault.

CANON DIVERGENCE

Even in the Present (I Am Living in the Past) | Teen | 16,977 words

Sometimes Sam still questions everything about his ability to shoulder the 80-year legacy he now bears. His history, and the history of his loss, sticks with him and even in healing he doubts whether or not he is able to fulfil his purpose, and whether he may find lasting peace and happiness.

Told in fluid-fragments, the story moves between his therapy sessions after his return from active duty and the post-Endgame present.

You never forget your first | Teen | 3,650 words

The story of Bucky and Sam getting together in a series of firsts.

leftovers | Mature | 19,249 words

With the New Avengers up and running, Sam finally has time to start dating again. Unfortunately, it's not going as well as he'd hoped.

Partners | Explicit | 7,235 words

Sam's not sure if he can be Captain America. He's not a supersoldier. He can't throw the shield. He's just a dude.

And Bucky Barnes is just a nuisance, albeit a pretty good-looking one.

I’ll explain everything to the geese | Explicit | 50,949 words

Bucky is so competent that it hurts my feelings is not a rational complaint to have about a person, and yet, after a year of being Captain America and partnering up with Bucky for the new and improved, post-Blip Avengers, that’s kinda how Sam’s feeling.

It’s not great. It maybe leads to Sam making some rash, ill-advised decisions like claiming he has a previously undisclosed superpower, and then getting caught in a web of lies when he ends up actually developing that surprisingly inconvenient superpower. Talking to birds had seemed like a harmless superpower, but it turns out that birds have a lot of opinions, and they don’t hesitate to tell Sam about them, especially when it comes to his supposedly subpar courting skills. Which is ridiculous, because Sam isn’t courting Bucky. Right?

Night Swimming | Teen | 2,056 words

“Come on. The princess has a new arm for you and I gotta see if there’s a barber around here willing to tackle your…” Sam waved a hand at Bucky’s face.

“I don’t want a new arm,” Bucky immediately bit out.

And then -

“I can cut my own damn hair.”

Sam just raised both eyebrows. Crossed his arms over his chest again.

Dared Bucky to prove him wrong.

Cpvert Coffee & Flirtation Specialist | General | 5,542 words

The reporter says "—for Captain America to—"

And Bucky rolls his eyes. "Oh, here we go."

Sam looks at him then tips his head sideways, got a weird grin on his face. "Not a fan?"

"Not that. Just… the guy seems too good to be true, right? Wings and a shield?? Come on."

"Uh, is that why your eyes are like glued to the screen whenever he's on?" Kate says. "Is that why you call him Captain Tight Ass?"

"He's a goddamn show-off, and you know it. Tight ass or not."

Just then Sam snorts, real loud, grabs his coffee and suffers a horribly controlled laugh on his way out the door.

Stolen Moments | Teen | 98,767 words

“No,” Sam said, chuckling. “I don’t cheat,” he swept his gaze up and down James’ body, “even with guys who look like you. But, I’m bored and a little pissed, so if you wanna sit here and shoot the shit ‘til my man shows back up, I’m game.”

Never one to back to back down from a challenge - especially a challenge who looked like Sam Wilson - Bucky took another swig from his bottle and replied, “Sure, doll. I’ve got nothing but time.”

Steve has Sam. Bucky wants Sam. Sam wasn’t expecting any of this.

Such a Whirlwind Since I Saw You | Teen | 10,871 words

The Men of Letters turned Bucky Barnes into a weapon. Hunters Steve Rogers and Natasha Romanov are determined to save him, but they're going to need Sam Wilson's help.

��So you want me to ditch work, drive across America with you until you find your friend, who you thought was dead - all while avoiding some high-tech hunters who are out for blood?” Sam is asking.

Steve shrugs a shoulder, looking a little sheepish. Natasha almost laughs at the dry tone of Sam’s voice, but he's not wrong.

You Got What I Need? | Explicit | 37,588 words

Sam and Bucky are both in a bind, professionally. Nat points out a solution that neither men like. To save their careers they play along or rather, stop playing all together.

#marvel #sam wilson #bucky barnes #tfatws #sambucky #sambucky fanfiction #sambucky fic recs #fic recs #usermarcy #usersof #tusernini #tusersammy #usersmile #usersamanne #usercross #sambucky fanfic #my fic recs

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heybeyby · 2 years ago

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Top 5 favorite character groups? Like duos, trios, teams, etc :3

oooh character groups they are all very beloved <3

5. Nile/Demure. like they make sense right? these two have spent more time together canonically (after kyoya flat out abandoned them after the world championships like come on dude. listen i love kyoya but he needs to work on his attitude) and i just think they'd have a better relationship. i have a lot of headcanons abt them ill probably post another time hehe

4. Wang Hu Zhong of course. their characters separately are so fun to think about but as a group? found family moment moment! the relationship between daxiang and chi-yun is not talked abt enough despite having a whole episode dedicated to it. those two are definitely the closest in the team, having been friends for the longest time. i like to think abt the disparity between daxiang and chi-yun (raised in a temple in the mountains for most of their lives) and zhouxing and mei-mei who seem to be ones that visit the city the most. the first two have totally gotten lost in a mall more than once lmao

3. jack and damian (romantic or platonic). idk i always had the feeling that jack was probably the only one that actually cared enough to visit damian post-masters. that boy has so much baggage he needs a proper support system OKAY. jack helps damian integrate into society and they both go to therapy together :heart:

2. team excalibur oooooo these guys. some white people are okay methinks. you know how i feel abt Julian fucking Konzern he's my nemesis. he's my pathetic little meow meow. my silly little rabbit <3. a lot of my love for them comes from headcanon BUT i adore them in canon nonetheless. one thing i find interesting is that sophie wales and julian are like. a set. they have history. but with klaus it introduces a more... diverse dynamic??? if that's the right word. He respects his teammates obviously but you can see he has different perspectives on beyblade and ultimately different motivations. he's an outside perspective that i think the other three really need. okay i could examine klaus and his dynamic with excalibur all day but i need to move on.

1.DSS trio YIPPEE *throws confetti*. yeah im predictable. frankly idek what possessed me to be obsessed with these three. from their dark nebula days to their limited appearances post-fusion i just love thinking abt them so much JKADHFAKJFASKJFDAS. the best part abt being obsessed with minor characters is that you just get to make shit up. the only one with a smidgen of a backstory is tetsuya and even then i just love expanding upon a joke character huh. JUST. they are absolutely inseparable but none of them would admit it yk? i love that kind of dynamic in a group they're all stubborn and flawed and honestly not the best people individually but that's what makes them great! Also feel like i should mention teru my beloved he's like an honorary member in my mind :swirling_heart:

#andro-dino #should i tag everybody?#nah #wang hu zhong #team excalibur #dss trio #nile beyblade #demure beyblade #damian hart #jack beyblade #shekel brainrots

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natsbaby · 3 years ago

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Heart Beat

Pairing: Natasha Romanoff x Reader, mentions of Reader being in another relationship with someone else

Summary: you’re drunk in a party with the Avengers when Tony suggest a game of truth or dare, who from the group will make a drunken mistake?

Word Count: ~800

Warnings: mentions of drinking and cheating, sad thoughts because of the cheating, sad reader <//3

A/N: i got so excited to post this because i like how this turned out!! this is inspired by that scene from Perks of Being a Wallflower so I hope you enjoy!!

“One more round!” Thor yells out as he throws the mug that used to contain his beer down to the ground making everyone around him laugh at his actions. You laugh in delight at Thor, feeling the buzz from your last vodka shot.

Tony or Pepper organized another party for the agents of SHIELD and the Avengers as a way to get to know each other further for a better work environment. You work close with the Avengers despite being a SHIELD agent so you tend to visit them at the tower once or twice a week depending on what’s needed. As a result, you became really good friends with Thor, Tony, and maybe better friends with Natasha. You love hanging out with the boys but sometimes the testosterone gets to you so hanging out with Nat is a nice breather.

Thor begged you to do a drinking game with him which is basically to chug as much beers as you can in a minute so as a result, you’re so drunk that nothing makes sense anymore. You feel your boyfriend’s arm wrap around your waist, making you turn to face him with a grin. “Babe!” You slur as he chuckles.

“Hey drunkie, you good here? Gonna go to the bathroom first so ill be back okay?” He says with a smile. Your boyfriend is also a SHIELD agent but in a different department and you two have been dating for three months now. Honestly it has been great with him and you think that there’s a potential future with him. You chuckle at his nickname, too drunk to even get mad at him for it. “Okay! Thor will take care of me! YAY MORE DRINKS!”

He gives you a kiss on the cheek before making his way to the bathroom, making Natasha very jealous at the scene that played in front of her. Natasha’s stuck with bar duty for the night and she didn’t mind at first if she knew she’d be serving you and your boyfriend drinks for a good part of the night.

She’s been in love with you ever since you stepped into the compound but got heartbroken when she found out you got a boyfriend months ago. She knew that she didn’t have a chance with you and it hurts knowing her thoughts to be true. Thor knew of this because he saw the way Nat looks at you when you aren’t looking and he told her to still make an attempt. She brushed him off saying she’d rather see you happy than attempt at her own happiness, making the Asgardian scoff at the ex assassin.

Now here she is, giving you another mug of beer and trying not to fall deeper for you. “You should stop after this” Nat tells you out of concern for your liver and how you’d be tomorrow with a hangover.

“I’ll be fine Natty!” You slur and grin at the red head. You take the mug and yell cheers to the crowd, who cheers back as you chug down the mug. You put it down after you finish and licking your lips. Nat watches the tip of your tongue lick your bottom lip, removing any traces of beer.

“You are literally yelling in your thoughts right now you know” the witch says to Nat as she goes to her side of the bar as it’s her turn to take over. Nat rolls her eyes at the witch as she puts your mug at the sink. “I’m no- okay who am I kidding”

The witch laughs at her as she pats Nat’s shoulder gently. “Poor spy and assassin, can’t get the girl of her dreams” she teases as she pouts making the red head gasp. “She’s gonna hear you!”

“Nat please, Y/N/N’s drunk out of proportion, she’ll barely remember tonight” the witch dismisses Nat as she waves her off. Nat chuckles softly to look back at you whose sitting on the floor with the other Avengers and some SHIELD agents. What they didn’t know is that while they were talking, Tony suggested to play a game of truth or dare and everyone was excited about it for once.

“Come on you two! Game time!” Tony yells to get the attention of the two read heads, effectively getting their attention. They both look at each other then shrugged and make their way to the group. The group consists of a mix of around 8-10 people ranging from the Avengers to the agents from SHIELD.

“Natty! Sit besides me!” You pat at the spot besides you with a grin as you hold your boyfriends hand with the other. Nat chuckles softly but feel her heart crack at your actions, sitting besides you. “Okay”

“Great! Now that everyone’s here, we can start!” Tony says as he chugs down a beer from the bottle making everyone chant ‘chug chug chug’ and he puts the bottle down. “Alright capsicle, if you’d kindly give us the honor?”

Steve thinks for a moment before looking at Clint making him grin. “Truth or Dare buddy”

“Hmm let’s start out easy, truth” the archer says as he twirls the drum sticks he found nearby.

“Was it you who ate all of Thor’s poptarts?”

Thor gasps at the question, looking at Clint with a suspicious look. Clint immediately takes a shot, making everyone laugh. “Alright! Whose next?”

You guys ended up playing for a while until everyone’s drunk enough to start asking risqué questions and having a lot more fun. “Alright babygirl’s boyfriend, you’re up!” Stark tells your boyfriend, making you chuckle at the nickname. Stark has always seen you as a younger sister and that’s how he started calling you that.

“Truth or dare big guy?” Stark asks the man, he thinks for a bit before saying dare. “Kiss the girl who you think is the most beautiful in the room”

Everyone but Nat starts to cheer as everyone expects his kiss to you, but everything falls silent as he immediately kisses the girl at his other side whose also a SHIELD agent. Some of the people starts to look at you as you feel your heart break at the scene in front of you, your shoulders slumping as you feel the world close in on you.

You start to feel tears pricking your eyes, making you get up and run out of the room, hearing Tony and Thor yelling at your now ex boyfriend and Natasha trying to call for you. This makes you run faster to the elevator, just hoping to get the hell out of here. You reach the elevators and decided to go up to the roof deck, pressing the button to go to the floor. The door closes in front of you as your tears finally falls down to your cheeks. Your knees buckle making you fall to your knees as you start to cry.

Natasha bangs her fist against the elevator door, groaning in frustration as she sees the number going higher and higher and eventually reaching the roof deck. “Friday bring the elevator back and make it wait for me. I need to do something before I go after her.”

Before she could hear the AI’s response, she stomps back to the party where the ‘poor’ guy is being scolded at by the billionaire and God of thunder. She grabs the guy by the neck hard enough to leave a bruise, slamming him against the wall and growling at him.

“I swear to God you better take all your stuff from SHIELD and Y/N’s apartment and get the hell out of our sights. If I see you anywhere near this country, you bet your ass i’d make sure no one ever sees you ever again and forget you exist. Do you understand?” She says lowly for only him and maybe a few people who are close enough to hear, dripping with threat that makes anyone shit their pants. Anyone nearby can see the guy’s face go pale as Nat narrows her eyes at him, making him nod shakily in response.

Nat lets him go for him to run away with his tail in between his legs. Before anyone else could talk to Nat, she runs back to the elevator to follow you up at the roof deck. She hears a really loud thunder strike as she gets there where she notices the rain. Worried for you, she starts to frantically look everywhere. She finally sees you leaning against the wall with your head dropped down in defeat, drenched from the rain that’s still pouring heavily. Her heart breaks at the sight of you as she takes the nearby umbrella and blanket that she leaves at the roof deck sometimes and makes her way to you.

As she gets closer, she can hear your sniffs and all she could see is a defeated little girl who she grew to love these past months. She sits besides you quietly, holding the umbrella up for the both of you and draping the blanket over your shoulders. “It’s raining, you’ll get cold” she murmurs quietly, hoping to see your eyes again.

“I don’t care” you start as you pull your knees against your chest, hugging the blanket closer to you. “My heart is now cold like the rain and broken”

Nat sighs softly as she cautiously puts her arm over your shoulder, smiling softly as you rest your body weight against her side knowing that you’re still wanting to cuddle up against her. “I know”

“I really thought he’s the one you know” you say quietly as you fiddle with the blanket, your head still looking down. “We planned everything already from what our wedding would look like to what careers we’re okay with our future children to have”

You chuckle darkly as you wipe your tears away. “You’re right Nat. Love is for children and it sucks”

“Hey now” Nat starts as she gently lifts your head up so you could look at her in the eyes, her heart breaking for a moment at how sad your eyes look. She gently wipes the tears away with the pad of her thumb and tucking the strands of hair thats drenched from the rain to behind your ear so nothing’s covering your face.

“Love is for anyone whose heart is pure enough to love anyone who deserves it. Love is the most beautiful way of showing how much you care for someone, regardless of history. It’s always a gamble when you’re with that person” you smile slightly at that as you listen to Nat. She pauses for a moment to think of what to say, smiling slightly once she figures it out.

“Hear me out but love is kind of like a body of water. Leave it alone and it stays still, its like you don’t feel anything but the deep never-ending sense of loneliness. You can see everything about it, the clear blue water with a dark center because of how deep it goes” she smiles gently at you as you chuckle slightly at the metaphor, urging her to continue.

“But if you touch it a little, a ripple starts right? Since ripples turns into waves and waves can become strong and stronger depending how much force it catches. The more you touch or even hit it, the stronger the waves are. Love is kind of like that. Once you meet someone who can make your heart beat strong or hard enough, you’d accept it because you’d not notice any of the loneliness anymore. All you’d think is the person who’s creating those waves of affection or love. Maybe to the point that you’d do anything for them” She finishes as she notices something in your eyes that she’d only seen twice from you. Once when you met her at the med bay after she got into a really serious accident from a mission where she coded three times, and when you’re with your now ex boyfriend.

You sniff slightly as you rub your eyes a little. “Do you mean that, Tasha?” You ask in a small, weak voice making Nat nod in response.

“Your heart just needs to heal from all this but once you do, your heart will beat for someone once again and they’d make you forget the existence of anyone in your life. You just need to give yourself a chance before doing so” she plays with the tips of your hair as she watches you think about what she said.

She knows that you know that she was talking based from experience, and she honestly didn’t care if you got her underlying message. Nat genuinely feels like her heart would only beat for you, and maybe one day your heart will beat for her as well. She also knows that if her chances were high, it would take time before you’d be emotionally and mentally okay with being there for someone romantically. She’d honestly wait thousands of lifetimes if it means eventually being with you.

“Hey Tasha?” You ask quietly. She looks at you, smiling fondly at your shy demeanor.

“Hmm?”

“Will you always be there for me?” She looks at you curiously, but answering honestly nonetheless.

“Of course Y/N/N”

“Really?” You ask shyly, grinning slightly as she chuckles at tour tactics.

“Really” you hum in acknowledgment as you take her hand in yours and intertwining your fingers with hers.

“Okay good.” You say before resting your head on Nat’s shoulder, feeling her body warmth radiating making you feel warm despite the both of you being drenched from the rain.

“If you’re willing to wait a little bit, I want my heart to beat for you like how your heart beats for me. Okay?” She looks into your eyes for any signs of lying or anything to make her think this is a dream, but all she can see in your eyes is curiosity and the potential future she could have with you. She smiles at the thought and nodding her head at you.

“I’ll make sure no one ever hurts you ever again. I would burn forests, travel through space and time ten times over, and even drain oceans if it means making your heart beat once again, even if it’s not for me. That’s my promise to you, Y/N”

#black widow x reader #natasha romanoff fluff #natasha romanoff imagine #natasha romanoff x reader #natasha romanov x reader #natasha romanoff x y/n #natasha romanoff

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red-riding · 4 years ago

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Tolkien Elves Clothing Headcannons

Please read: These are only my headcanons, meaning my ideas and interpretations of what Tolkien's elves would have worn based on the text, my clothing knowledge, and imagination. I am in no way claiming this is how it should be. Also I own none of the photos used in this post.

Also this is obnoxiously long and wordy, so if you skip to a section that interests you, I won't judge. I may have went ( A lot ) over bored ¯\_(ツ)_/¯. Also I just want to say thank you so much for all the support I got on the post asking if I should do this, I hope it lives up to everyones expectations.

Sources

Okay so in going on this journey of research, I ran into an issue. What culture or cultures to base the clothes off of. My first thought was to have each elven group take ideas from different human cultures. Which makes sense to an extent.

I feel elves would all dress more similar than different across Tolkien’s universe. My reason for this is all the elves started out in the same place (the awakening) and were all exposed to the same things. I believe their clothing would be strongly influenced by the Valar due to Orome’s influence in the beginning and since elves are immortal this influence would not die out as generations go on (I talk about this in the trends section of this post).

If you look in human societies throughout history, they are often unified culturally, despite being far apart, by a religion and I'm applying this to elves. They would emulate the Valar’s clothing in my mind.

Okay now that I narrowed down that I want to use one culture mostly, what culture to pick? There honestly is no right answer to this I feel, but i'm going with European influence (Which is super general I know) since that is where the concept of elves originates from and Tolkien was English. Elves started making their way into stories and poetry in around the 1500s, so that gives me a general area and date to start forming my headcanon. I'm also going to take quite a lot of liberties and take influence from the Lord of the rings films, and general fantasy aesthetics as well to form these headcanons.

Fabrics

When talking about clothes the first place to start is what they are made of: the fabric. What kind of fabric would the elves use and have available to them. When coming up with this I considered two main things, One how durable the fabric is and two could elves make it.

I think durability would be extremely important to elves. According to the International textile association, the average regularly worn garment will last two to three years. Imagine how short of a time period that is to elves! This is why I believe durability would be extremely important to elves, they want something to last. especially the less wealthy elves because they can not afford constant new clothing.

I am only going to list clothing I think the elves could realistically make, so no polyester, plastic and chemical based fabrics.

Considering these two things I have come up with this list using this website as reference.

Canvas

Cashmere

Chenille

Chiffon

Cotton

Georgette (Silk variety)

jersey (Silk and cotton variety)

Leather and Animal Skins/furs

Wool (And all its woven variants)

Muslin

Lace

Satin

Silk (And all its differently woven Variants)

Taffeta

Velvet

Silhouette

Note: We are looking at shape/Silhouette in this section, don't mind the colors or fabrics in my reference photos.

So if you study fashion history and culture at all you know the silhouette is one of the defining things of a culture and era. This brings on the question of what the Silhouette for elves would be. I think elves would share one general silhouette with similarities between the male and female silhouettes but have differences as well. This also applies to elves of different lands. They may have the same general silhouette with slightly different things.

For Elleths

For the common elleth silhouette I am going to say one thing SLEEVES. This is taking inspiration from both the LOTR movie and 1500s european paintings and fashion. long graceful sleeves is something I think would be an elven stable on formal/evening gowns. I feel there would be different styles of sleeves however the most common would be something like this. However I will say for casual work wear they would yield unhelpful.

Another thing I feel most elleth dresses would have is a waist seam. This is one thing I strongly dislike about the LOTR movie dress, a majority of the dresses at their base looks like a modern slip dress or a night gown and im not a fan. I understand this was probably a stylistic choice to represent how refined and ellagent the elves were, but to me it just looks like an ill fitted fast fashion nightgown. Here is a link to a good example photo if you want to look. Almost no dresses until the last hundred years lacked a waist seam like this. Some cultures don't have a waist seam in woman clothing but will almost always have a belt like garnet if there is no seam. And I personally think waist seemed gowns, look far more elegant. Plus 1500s european gowns all had waist seams so we are adding a waist seam.

Now the skirt, I feel it would be simple and more on the flat flowing side. No hoop skirts or bum roles for the elves. I do think in some gowns they may add some under lawyers to add volume and or warmth.

For Ellons

I actually really like the LOTR movies interruption of elven male robes for formal situations, Here is an example. I also think similar styles but shorter would be worn by either younger ellons or ellons wanting to branch out in a different style for a formal occasion. Here is an example.

For General Elves

I feel something both genders would share in their formal and non formal clothes is the use of capes in very versatile ways. The cape could have a function like keeping one warm, or just be purely for show and drastic flare as one descends from their throne *cough* Thranduil, Feanor *Cough*. Here are some examples: Example 1, Example 2, Example 3.

Now onto the talk of practical clothing. No matter how graceful elves are they can not wear gowns and robes when training or horse back riding. I imagine simple slacks and tunics would be a common site among elves who do physical activities. What Legolas wears in the lord of the rings, is perfect I feel. Practical and rather similar to what humans wear. Here is the example.

Colors

I feel the elves would have clothing of all colors overall. depending on a couple things. Elves' clothing colors would be different depending on the environment and what dyes they have available in it. As well as what colors function best in an environment, so a lot of greens.

I don't think elven royals would enforce any laws that limits what colors an elf can wear depending on class like most royals throughout human history have. I do feel that certain elven houses, or elves would take on certain color themes. For example I believe Feanor and his house would wear a whole lot of reds, and blacks. While Finarfin and his house would be wearing more blues, whites and silver.

I think plant based dyes would be the most common among elves, making their clothing fall more on earthy toned down colors, opposed to bright synthetic ones we are used to (See mood board above). I do think some brighter colors could be achieved by dying a garment multiple times or using a rarer material like minerals. However I feel majorly would be as I said earthy and natural.

Embellishments

I believe elves would dabble in all forms of embellishments on their clothing, I mean they have so much time on their hands so why not? I think embroidery would probably be the most common, Little swirled designs on hems and such. Bead work probably would be reserved for more formal garments, due to it being done with crystals and gems and taking lots of time.

I think what designs elves created would mostly be inspired by nature. Different flowers, birds, and stars being the most common.

I think some elven royals would have robes glistened with sewed on diamonds and jewels, to draw attention to themselves and show status.

Environments

(Note: The way I arranged this mood board above is by environment. So Beach/tropical first row, Temperate forest middle, and snowy cold place third row.)

I feel the main thing that will be changing between different environments and temperatures is what materials they use. Fur and wool lined cloaks and robes for cold places. Light breathable fabric, decorated with sea shells for tropical beach environments. And cotton and medium warmth clothing for forests. I also feel for hunting clothing elves in forests would wear green, and in snowy areas would wear white furs.

I believe elves would still maintain the same general silhouette in different areas (Go to the Silhouette section for more details) just adding on layers and warmer fabrics in colder places.

Trends

So this section does not get a mood bored because I could not think of what that would be.

Trends are something extremely prevalent throughout human culture, often decided by those in power: Celebrities nowadays and in the past royalty. I don't think elves would have trends like we do, for two main reasons.

Reason one is as I said, trends in the past were decided by royals and oftentimes when a new royal took throne fashions would change in their image. However elven rulers don't die of old age like humans, they live forever. making the constant change of trends not occur with each new ruler because there is not a new ruler often. When there is a new ruler it is most likely extremely tragic because that means the past ruler died, and the next (Most likely a child of the old ruler ) would probably not want to cause a drastic change in clothing out of respect.

Reason two being age groups. Trends often times change as new age groups move into the prime of their life and old generations die out. However elves are immortal and don't die out. I have no doubt younger elves would dress somewhat differently but there would be no massive clothing changes, In silhouette or fabrics due to the older elves pushing back against it. As well as the elves wanting to continue emulating the Valar.

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beezverse · 3 years ago

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So many thoughts of Last Life, so little time

Obviously ive been thinking about episode 7 a lot considering its the most recent so imma start with random things from that

Bdubs with the "he loves me" line? Terrible. How Dare he make me Feel. Grian saying how "if he loves you why didnt he give you a life?" Also Terrible. Like i feel like with Grian hes kinda projecting from when he went red the first time. For him, once he went red there was no way for him to rejoin, he had to go elsewhere to get a life back while for Bdubs, Etho had helped him out multiple times to come back from red. So for Bdubs, he does know that Etho loves him and does want him back but for Grian? Once he turned red he was immediately gone. Etho split their base in half so that Bdubs could stay when he first went red, the Southlands said goodbye quickly and kicked him out. Its just the difference of situation kinda, while Bdubs knows Etho care, Grian has no reason to believe anyone would care after you turn red because no one cared for him, why would Bdubs be special? Why would Bdubs be treated kindly when he was apologized to yet not allowed back, even as his alliance memebers had lives to spare. I have a lot of brainrot for Grian and Etho specifically and that grows to immediate alliances as well

Also can i just say i love how this is kinda shaping up to be a thing of red vs. Yellow and green? Because i absolutely love it, just having the yellows and greens all group up against the reds who are all allianced to keep themselves safe, everyone being forced to trust those around them even if they honestly dont want to? Its amazing. Just the mutual understandings for the greens and yellows that right now? It doesnt matter whats happened, we dont want any more reds, we just wanna survive. And for the reds the understanding of at any point any of us could kill the others but we have a more pressing goal so we are teamed. Its just so good, im loving it.

Also we got like 3 widows in 7, huh? Martyn and Mumbo were married and now Mumbos gone, Etho and Bdubs were married and now Bdubs is gone, and Joel and Lizzie are married and Lizzie is gone. Its kinda funky. Also funky how Grian cause two of the widows, him killing both Mumbo and Bdubs.

I have three people i would want to win for varying reasons. Grian because two time winner would be cool and a lot of angst can come from that like putting as though he knew the pain of winning and wanted to make sure no one else had to deal with it and such. Etho because itd be so great to see him go like "im going to win for you Bdubs" or something and also again angst, if you cant tell angst is on my mind a lot. And three Scar. I want him to win on accident. I want him to walk up to the other red life still alive, jokingly punch them, and have them fall off a cliff, marking him the winner. He didnt mean to, oops. He won. Itd be funny.

I think these are all the thoughts im typing in this big post for now, anyways feel free to at any time message me or anything for Last Life brainrot cause i can and will share it all. I also have story ideas n' stuff so maybe ill make a thing with one of those or something

#last life smp #grian #last life #ethoslab #last life spoilers #mumbo jumbo #bdoubleo100 #goodtimeswithscar #martyn inthelittlewood #joel smallishbeans #lizzie ldshadowlady #aaaaaa #much thought head full #my cat has been laying on my lap for this whole thing and almost posted it early like twice at least #also i am aware i was asked to tag someone but i am much too anxious to i apologize #long post #etho

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rainpudding · 4 years ago

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note; m will be in my next post, someone else already requested it >3

tw; depression,suicide and ed mentioned,alcohol dying and etc..

KAEYA | ANGST ALPHABET

catcall die kidnapped time

Kidnapped (you’re kidnapped)

Most people would say Kaeya would develop a strong alcohol addiction to forget that his lover went missing however I have to strongly disagree.

When Kaeya gets home and he can't find you anywhere he won't think much of it. Maybe you went to visit your family and forgot to tell him, or you're having a sleepover with a friend. On the outside, he seems calm as for the next three days he goes to work acting as nothing happened. But on the inside he is panicking, he gets his work done as soon as possible as he gets home just to sit down on a chair staring at the door. He Is waiting for the door to open and you to appear. He is sitting there for hours and hours.

After a week of you not appearing he blames himself for not reaching for help sooner as it may be too late to found you. He calls knight of favounius and citizens of mondstat goes in groups looking for you. Traveler makes missing posters trying to help at least a little bit.

Kaeya wants to forget you but he slowly loses interest in alcohol, it feels like it lost Its taste.

His public calm image is slowly breaking as his mind is filled with dark imaginations. He slowly forgets to eat meals or to keep himself hydrated.

Apart from Childe who gets obsessive filled with hope, Kaeya gets depressive knowing that there is no possibility you can be okay.

Jean first notices Kaeya's depression when she sees him standing in the middle of the hall. His eyepatch is missing his messy hair covering his eye. He wears only his white shirt as he is visibly confused.

The dehydration and sleep deprivation have a bad impact on him. Jean knows something is wrong and sends him home in order to take a break. Which does not help since Kaeya should have human interaction and get meds not be home.

Diluc gets worried as he makes meals for him carrying them to his house. The house is a mess as Kaeya is unable to clean which results in Dikuc quickly putting Kaeya's mess into the bin trying to clean up at least a little bit.

Kaeya, on the other hand, doesn't want to go to sleep but once he is asleep he doesn't want to wake up. He can't get out of his bed. Becoming more disoriented and slowly forgetting why he is sad in the first place.

He doesn't remember your face anymore, nor your name. He doesn't remember you at all.

And one morning when Diluc opens door to Kaeya's room holding breakfast to his surprise he finds Kaeya in his bed. Melatonin pills everywhere as he slowly realizes Kaeya overdosed himself.

But let's imagine you were found and you came home just before Kaeya got depressed.

You open the door with a crack quickly closing it as you finally feel safe. You were missing for almost three months yet since day one you were dreaming of the moment when you will be able to hug Kaeya again.

You look around finding your shared house slightly messy. The bin is filled with old food. The boxes on tables are also filled with untouched food. You wander around softly smiling at the pictures and decorations.

You pinch yourself just to be sure this is not one of the fantasies you always dreamed about. Opening one of the doors you walk in just to see Kaeya peacefully sleeping in pillows and blankets. His hair messy and his eyepatch still on.

You don't want to wake him up yet you're too excited to wait. You run to him as you hug him tightly. Sweet tears rolling down your cheeks as you sniffle Kaeya's scent.

Kaeya tries to push you away murmuring from his sleep before sleepily opening his eyes. They are dark as the ocean as the sparkles died down. His smirk wasn't decorating his face anymore. Instead, he sighed rubbing his eyes.

You would stroke his cheeks as you hold his chin softly. You're saying reassuring words while smiling with glossy eyes. He finally realizes that you're real. Grabbing your hands to squeeze them and peppering your face with many kisses.

And after a whole hour of hugging each other and you telling him about your kidnapper he decides to go to knights of favounius so they can throw your kidnapper into jail.

However, as he stands up you suddenly stop him as you look at his body. You can see how skinny he got, how his bones are seen, and how his skin is pale. Not to mention the blue hair on the pillow signalizing hair loss.

And you realize that he barely ate. That's why there were boxes with untouched food.

"Later, I'm hungry can we go for lunch first?" You smile brushing your thumb against Kaeya's hand as he nods.

- it would take some time for Kaeya to start taking care of himself again. But when you're with him he is willing to try.

- He will take a break to spend time with you as you cook together and clean the house later even going for a walk.

- eventually, give him few months and he will be healthy again.

Catcall (you’re catcalled and he’s with you)

Same as Diluc, Kaeya is well known and has a reputation. There is no way someone would catcall you on purpose. Yet let's imagine some drunk group catcalling you in front of your boyfriend.

This would go based on how bold they are.

1; if they will call you baby or any pet name maybe hinting something romantic. Kaeya will just chuckle as he is listening to them. He wouldn't get angry as he thinks it's funny how they try to flirt with you. "You should watch what you say, honorary citizens," he smiles as he is supporting his chin.

2; they would get more inappropriate or even try to touch you. This would make Kaeya slightly alerted. When they say something inappropriate he just slowly moves you next to you or into his lap. Or he has a hand around your waist. They will notice him and leave you alone. Yet if they continue even touching you he would be pissed. He doesn't want to make a scene yet he has to make a move. He stood up taking his sword pointing it at the drunk person's chest. He is glaring at that person as the person shivers apologizing. Kaeya's gaze is terrifying. But as soon as the person apologizes he hides his sword sitting next to you again.

The person will probably never come to the tavern again.

Time (you’re ill and only have a few months to live)

Kaeya started noticing that the last few days you didn't felt very well. And the symptoms you were experiencing were quite unique. Pale skin and black bags under the eyes because of insomnia. Hairloss and muscle pain. You not being hungry and constant vomiting. Scars and bruises randomly appearing on your skin.

His eyebrows were scrunched as he had a sad expression on his face. Yet every time you greeted him he quickly smiled and giggled pulling you into a hug and giving you lots of affection. You knew something wasn't right with you too, but you tough maybe it was an allergy or just some mental illness that could go away with few herbs.

Eventually, after the symptoms continuing Kaeya decided to visit Albedo. This resulted in you spending the whole weekend at Albedo's place. He took your blood and saliva, checking your bones and trying to massage the muscles. Taking detailed notes very carefully.

And when the tests were done and you got to know you're slowly dying as your organs are slowly collapsing, you couldn't do anything but blankly stare onto the wall. You felt hopeless. You knew you had few days to live before dying a painful death yet you weren't ready. All your dreams and goals were left in the dust.

Kaeya on the other hand couldn't believe it. He was following Albedo around asking him if It's true and how can he help you. He pinched himself several times, trying to get out of this nightmare. Kaeya grew desperate as he begged Albedo on his knees to make medication. Albedo would of course love to help but he didn't know how so he would dismiss Kaeya over and over.

Kaeya's wasn't mentally well. He would be obsessed with finding some medication. Contacting Baizhu from Lyuie. Spending all his money on different doctors and different people. He didn't even realize that at this time he should pay attention to you and go on dates with you. Instead, he was away in different nations looking for herbs and scientists.

Die (their reaction when you die/your reaction when they die)

And once Kaeya finally arrives home full of despair as he got few herbs but no medication he slowly walks around the room. But before he can hug you and reassure you and spend time with you he finds you on the floor. You were just taking few painkillers writing a diary entry as you collapsed eventually your organs giving in.

He would sit down in panic his eyes glossy as his breathing is slow. "Breathe, common please breathe, to the archons. Lord barbatos y/n breathe," he repeats himself over and over as tears roll down his cheeks. His hands shaking as he cheks your heartbeat.

Your body so cold and your eyes blank. Without a pinch of life. And that's when he breaks down.

Completely sobbing at your dead body. Brushing his hands over your skin as he peppers your face with kisses. "I'm sorry I didn't try harder, I'm useless, I'm a burden. I can't do anything right," he kisses you. But nothing.

You didn't wake up.

He kisses you again expecting you to wake up. In movies, they always wake up.

But this is not a movie.

This is a painful reality.

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대취타 (DAECHWITA) | EMPEROR!YOONGI X READER | FINAL

Pairing: Emperor!Yoongi x Assassin!Reader

Words: 3.5k

Genre: Emperor AU, Historical AU (kinda), smut, angsty

Warnings: mentions of death, mentions of historical public execution, oral sex (male receiving), lowkey breath play, unprotected sex

A/N: FINALLY IT’S HERE. I hope you enjoy, I had a hard time trying to make this not seem lame so here it is! please let me know what you think!

Summary: You used to be an assassin, got caught and works at the palace as a servant up until you are escorted to the main palace, either to meet your inevitable destiny or for a change of plans.

PART 1 | PART 2 | PART 3 | PART 4

Forehead resting against your own as you found yourselves panting, him sliding out as your spasming cunt dripped with both of your releases onto the floor, placing one more soft kiss on your lips with his eyes closed “Marry me”

You almost sat up with a start. Suddenly the world was bright and hazy. Yoongi had opened his eyes and they were digging like daggers into yours, an unusual look on him. You looked at the emperor apologetically before turning your gaze to the end of the room where there was a pile of books, silently detangling yourself from him.

The silence was deafening.

Then again, who in their right mind proposed marriage while having their cock buried deep inside some assassin turned royal slave. All the same, Min Yoongi wasn’t exactly known for having a right mind. But it wasn’t just the fact that he had proposed seemingly out of the blue, more than it was everything that came with it. The words seemed to tangle themselves inside your brain as you hear him say them over and over again. That he couldn’t think of himself marrying some woman that was inferior to him in mind and spirit. That he had wanted to marry to someone he loved. To think that Min Yoongi had proposed you marriage not in the heat of the moment but fully conscious of his actions would not only mean that he was in it for the great sexual escaped you two regularly went on, but because due to some fucked up mindset the royal had, he believed he could love you.

Yoongi reached for your hand in an attempt to get your attention, face soft with post orgasmic bliss as he repeated the ill fated words “Marry me, Y/N”

You snapped out of his hold. “Yoongi I don’t think you understand the situation”

“What is it then, please do enlighten me, Y/N cause from what I understand is me asking for your hand in marriage, twice now” he blinks a few times, looking at you expectantly, crossing his arms like a petulant child

“FUCKING READ THE ROOM MIN YOONGI ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR MIND”

“Well I’m not, but you seem to be”

“I’m a fucking assassin, my hands? they will forever be tainted red” you look down at your hands and the blond man comes near to hold both of them inside his

“Y/N I couldn’t care less about that, it’s not like I’m a saint either”

“You just don’t understand”

“Then help me out” somehow his ever consistent and aloof tone gave you more chills thana you could’ve imagined if he were to raise his voice at you “Y/N I’m serious with my proposal, the sex is amazing, but you’ve proven to be an excellent addition not only to my court, but to my life”

You are shaking, voice trembling and just above a mere whisper “I was the one that killed your mother on that freezing December night”

He freezes in place.

He seemed oddly composed for someone who had just been told the responsible of his mother's death was none other than the woman he thought he wanted to marry

You remember how a few years ago, he had gone on a killing rampage, exposing heads outside his palace as if they were homemade decorations, swearing to find the person responsible for his mother’s death and get revenge. It had been months of bloodbath. Some had considered the emperor’s son to have gone completely out of his mind.

You storm off. Not before accepting the responsibility of your actions, perhaps Yoongi had also been a good addition to your life “I’m fine with you deciding to execute me for my crimes, I understand whatever sentence is best fitted for me, your majesty” for the first time since you had arrived at the palace, you don’t dare to look him in the ye, opting to follow court protocol and bow deeply before taking your leave, attempting to detangle yourself from your messed up robes and even more messed up string of thoughts.

The following days to that conversation were a blur and for the most part, uneventful, the emperor had opted not to gravitate your way unless strictly necessary, oddly enough, the air wasn’t awkward at all, it was as if nothing had ever happened between the two of you in the first place. Yoongi had retreated to being an aloof ruler, along with regular trips to meet his once very occupied and spoiled rotten concubines, all the while you were kept apart from. Sometimes, you would receive jobs outside the palace and were expected to fulfill them according to instructions. More times than not, you were left wondering if you would make it back to the palace or if it was one hell of an excuse to execute you.

Hearing approaching footsteps, you couldn’t help but hide the best that you could behind one of the hostel’s walls. Hooded and well muffled with the cape, as you did your best to camouflage yourself into the shadows and become a mere wisp of darkness. A maid from the hostel trudged to the open window and closed it, grumbling. Lightning illuminated the landing. You took a deep breath and reviewed the plans that you had so painstakingly memorized throughout the three days you had been guarding that building on the outskirts of the kingdom. Five doors on each side. The target’s bedroom was behind the third one on the left.

Stealthy as a specter, you walked down the landing. You pushed the target's bedroom door, which opened with an almost imperceptible squeak; waiting for another thunder to rumble to close it carefully. A second flash of lightning illuminated the two figures sleeping on the canopy bed. Young Hee must not have been over thirty-five. His son, small and beautiful, slept soundly in his arms.

“I’m not murdering a poor kid’s mother”

“So you’ve gone soft”

“No I haven’t gone soft” “What could a poor merchant woman have done to you for her to deserve such an end to her life”

He sits down on his throne “You didn’t even hesitate when killing my mother, though”

“Yoongi I-” he turns his head to you, a sharp gaze following your every move, as if he was a predator waiting for the precise moment his prey took a wrong turn to jump on them. You turn your gaze to the floor immediately “Your Majesty”

“Listen Y/N- I’m a very busy man, so I’ll make it easier for you” he stood up from where he was sitting, and although you weren’t looking directly at him, you could hear him move around the room until you were able to see him stop right in front of you, a hand you were so familiar with once caresses your cheek as he grabs your chin and forces you to look at him face to face “It’s either her life, or your life. Easy choice, Y/N”

You can feel your heart wanting to burst out of your ribcage at that exact moment, finally understanding the importance behind such a horrifying task, the mirroring in the situation. And the choice was as simple as it could get. “Kill me instead”

You could see the rage inside his eyes, even as he stood still for a few second, steady as ever, unfaltering as he called over one of the palace’s servants to get him the royal seal, the infamous red ink that decorated the skin of those in line to be executed by the royal himself, an utmost sign of rage, of personally wronging the monarch. A sense of longing crossed his gaze for half a second as he locked eyes with you before he took your wrist in his hand and stamped the cold ink on it; you couldn’t keep your body from reacting to the action, whether it was having him touching you again, the almost imperceptible stuttering of his movements when he did so, or the knowledge that you’d have to face an execution, making you shake lightly as adrenaline filled your veins.

Preparations were something the emperor certainly didn’t scattered in, back when he became known as the cold hearted borderline psychopath he had a vaste fame of, ikt was mostly do to the whole antiques that surrounded his personal executions, the way that they seemed to mimic a kingdom’s festivity was almost breathtaking, were it not for the fact that the main entertainment of the day would be having you publicly executed. You had been waiting for that night for a whole week. Sitting in the wooden corridor nestled to one side of the golden dome of Min Yoongi’s personal library, remembering how the last time you had been there, things were so different from how they were now, where the emperor had asked you to marry you in the worst way possible and you had confessed the greatest murder of the dynasty; you let yourself be carried away by the music that rose through the amphitheater. With your legs dangling under the railing, you leaned forward and rested your cheek on your crossed arms. One could almost swear the palace was preparing for a wedding, if the way you were constantly dressed up and down during the week, the way the palace’s servants were constantly bustling around the building to ensure the greatest quality for the evening, the greatest night for the kingdom. The execution of the Empress’ murderer.

“You seem oddly calm for someone who's about to be executed” Jungkook mentions as he approaches where you were currently hanging out, a few minutes to spare before a small group of designated maids were to call you to get you ready for the night.

You look up at him tiredly, without separating your head from where it was laying, catching him taking a seat by your side in the most infantile way you had ever seen the royal guard do, shrugging to no one in particular, you add “You know, accountability and stuff”

“Oh and she grew a moral compass during her time here” if he was expecting a bickering comeback, the way you used to do back when he was designated to look after you, he was certainly not getting anything other than be met by an extended silence that seemed to rise the tension and seriousness of the whole interaction between the two “Why are you letting this happen to you?”

“What are you talking about” this time, you do turn to face him, confused as to where he was expecting the conversation to go.

“You didn’t kill his mother”

“I did”

He huffed out air, sounding a bit exasperated at your response; you could have even sworn you saw him roll his eyes faintly “No you didn’t, you were a mere 15 year old” there was a bit of laughter behind his sentence before he regained his composure and went back to his former self from a few minutes ago, looking at your face quizzically as if there was something hidden in there that held the answer to his question “So why are you doing this”

You try and miserably fail to convey a nonchalant look on your face as memories of your time with the emperor fill your mind, not just the carnal ones, but those where you would watch him work for his place in the royal hierarchy, the soft sides around the rough edges that were publicly hidden on purpose, turning away from the guard you say softly “Yoongi’s a great man”

“Okay sure, he could do with a more...tame temperament, but what does that have anything to do with you chopping your own head off”

You try your best to ignore the way your heart seems to physically ache at the thought behind the answer; you almost don’t get enough strength from within to mutter “I’m hoping to get him some closure, be an even better ruler”

“That’s- definitely not how it’s supposed to work Y/N” Jungkook says incredulously

“I was technically part of the killing so, it’s all the same”

He huffs before going to stand up, dusting off his uniform and already facing away from you, before you can hear him call for you one last time “Yoongi’s in his room, you know, he was looking for you a few hours ago, in case that information helps in any way”

So perhaps you were naive for thinking that he would answer his door, he would have no reason to do so, especially given the circumstances, if it were you, opening the door to the person that had confessed of murdering your mother, and having them come up at your room, you wouldn’t even need to think it once to decide not to further interact with them, but Jungkook had said Yoongi had been looking for you before, so the chance of him wanting to see you alive one last time were there. Unless you were reading it all wrong. You turned your back on the huge wooden door you had come to know as the emperor’s bedroom a few months back, resigned, when you heard the creaking of a door opening and a calm steady voice.

“So you’re going to just knock on my door and run away the same way you entered my life and are now leaving it forever?” his frozen tone still having an effect on your body as you turned to face him properly for the first time in what seemed like an eternity “Came to discuss a bargain for your life?”

“Not at all” you lock eyes with him when approaching him, until you were practically inside the room, his judgemental gaze still on you “I wanted to say my goodbyes properly, your majesty”

“Then don’t waste my time and come in already, Y/N”

The royal wasted no time in cornering you against the door, face so close to yours you could feel his breath on your skin, the tip of his nose nuzzling the side of your face and you knew him enough to know he had his eyes closed to keep his composure as he talked “I’m going to miss you like a fucking mad man”

It felt like falling back into routine, the way he kissed you, down to your neck up to your collarbone, pushing past the robes that covered your skin, in preparation for the ritual, his hands roaming freely in a familiar way, grabbing all the right places as he draws little sounds from your throat, all while he worked the both of you to where his bed was placed, although he was giving your body and pleasure a decent amount of attention, you couldn’t brush off the fact that he irradiated an angry aura, words left unspoken as he got his anger out by pleasuring both of you. Maybe himself more than you, as he removes himself from caressing your body as he usually did and positioned himself above you, his member laying flat on your already expecting tongue,as soon as you realised what his intentions were when he started undressing himself, his hips thrusting a few times in an experimental manner, soon enough finding a pace at the same time as you bobbed your head up to capture as much of his length as you could inside your mouth, your hands captured under Yoongi’s weight, unable to help you work him further, the way you’d done before.

You feel him start to thrust further into your throat at one particular kitten lick of yours to the tip of his cock, your head starting to hang from the edge of the mattress you two were on as he picked up the pace, his cock filling you up all the way until it hit the back of your throat a few times, you trying to whine around him, only further encouraging him to take a handful of your hair and push you further against him, your gag reflex taking the best of you as he held you there, nose close to his navel, deep grunts ripped from his lips, the air leaving your lungs and becoming slightly light headed after a few seconds of you tapping his thigh in a motion to let him know to let you breathe, at which Yoongi locked eyes with you, a mix of anger and longing in his yes as he thrusts a few more times as saliva started dripping from your mouth, tears decorating your pink stained cheeks before he removed himself from you, giving you a few seconds to gain air before he repositioned both of you. A deafening silence taking over both of you, as you were still catching your breath and he positioned his cock at your entrance, his tip, wet with your saliva, playing with your folds for a few seconds, as you take a sharp intake of air when he enters you and immediately sets a slow deep pace. You can feel his member filling you up perfectly, mind racing with flashbacks to all those other nights before where the emperor and you shared endless nights all over the palace.

The knowledge that this would be the last time creeping up in the back of your mind. You feel an unfamiliar wetness hit your neck where Yoongi was kissing your skin, rolling down as you identified it as tears, as he was still passionately thrusting into you.

“I don’t want to lose you” his voice barely above a whisper, trying to conceal the way his chest was tightened with sadness

“You have to let me go, Yoongi” one of your hands comes up to caress his locks as he pushes up to stare at your face, anger long gone and replaced with utter sadness before one last thrust has him filling you up with his seed, warmth enveloping you, a soft whimper leaving your lips as his cock leaves your cunt, a briskly wind coming from the window causing your body to shiver for a second at the loss of body heat on top of you.

“I guess this was it then” his cold and unnerved facade was on again, making the cold shivers in your body that much worse as you watched him adjust his clothes and walk out of the room, leaving you to dress yourself and ultimately face your fated destiny at the end of the day.

The palace’s front plaza is filled to the brim with spectators as the news got out that the Emperor was finally getting revenge for his mother’s killing, people from the kingdom and even some people from neighbouring ones all lined up in the outer sides of the fire marks that decorated the space to illuminate the middle path where you were placed in the end of it to walk your way up, two unknown guards on each side of you as each grabbed your elbows to push you forward, the rope certainly leaving marks on your skin as it was wrapped tightly around your wrists.

You could only catch a glimpse of Yoongi’s blond hair, wrapped in his infamous black and golden hanbok, drums roaring in unison, people screaming as you watched him take the sword from the swordsman that had prepared the ritual beforehand, as someone wrapped a cloth around your eyes and you were promptly pushed forward, legs buckling every few seconds as you came to realise what you were about to face, it hadn’t been clear before, mere seconds away, finally falling to your knees, head bowed down in resignation as you could barely hear the sharp sword cutting the air around you, gasps from the crowd filling the air along with the constant sound of the drums around you. You could only hope your death would bring much needed peace to the monarch and his kingdom. Your heart seemed to want to burst out of your chest, if anything, Yoongi was known for being an espectacular swordsman, which hopefully made the whole execution that much easier. You could hear cheers and a metal cutting the air before your body fell limp to the ground.

But your consciousness never left, the drums couldn’t be heard anymore, cheers were replaced with confusion as a pair of hands helped you up to your knees, fumbling with the cloth around your eyes to come face to face with Min Yoongi kneeling before you, a subtle smile on his face as one of his hands caressed your cheek before helping you up beside him.

“I’m sure you all must be confused right now” he announced to his subjects “This woman right here, has got more courage in her than anyone that has ever worked for me, any of us, for that matter. Which is why I’m asking once again, publicly, for the first time, for her hand in marriage” he turned to face you, as you were still dazed by the whole ordeal, his hand in yours being the only thing holding you down “Marry me, Y/N”

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