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kittytheartist · 2 years ago

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anon is soooooooo fucking sorry for the late addition! i thought that i send this but realized that i didn't oh god

but i'm glad to know that u liked the crime seeking wonderlandian duo!! after all, tiara needs to interact more with one of her brothers' bfs that will kill for her!!

anyways!! – anon is thinking of how mitsuba is trying to stop tiara from meeting her brothers, and vice versa, is because he's afraid that once both parties found out, tiara and kou will hate and leave him (and teru's sword is aiming at his neck) and then failing in the process since it's difficult with said brothers appearing from left and right, and now being in the same place at the same time in the still-forgot-dinner-name that the duo are going to (rather, attempt and might fail) to steal from and god do we hope that shijima finds tiara adorable enough to spare her!!

but can i imagine mitsukou?? ofc i can imagine mitsukou!! though i am awful at talking or thinking some ideas for their dynamics since i'm not 5x-obsessed with them like with terukane, anon could still imagine the angst so here is some mitsukou angst!!

mitsuba feels loooooots of guilt as he gets to know and spend more time with kou, even "helping" him in finding his lost sister through misdirecting him and messing with traces and evidences that tiara was in that area in the first place. But after sometime, when he realized that he had fallen for the chesire cat, mitsuha started to plan in telling the minamoto siblings about the truth because he believes this is for the best: he practiced; he prepared himself when tiara and kou, the two people that he thinks he wouldn't mind to be with for a bit longer, leaves and hates his entire being; he reminds himself that working alone is better; and then he set the date.

however, mitsuba forgot about tsukasa to add to his preparations, the one he shouldn't have involved with in the first place – and soooo, tsukasa interferes with mitsuba's planned confession: he mocks, twisting mitsuba's words but still spoke of the truth and straight to the point. mitsuba panics sooo bad that he screams, of how it was all true and what's so bad about it, and how he wished that he never revealed to them about the truth just in front of a sobbing tiara and a shocked and furious kou

and u can probs guess on what had happened : D

now back to the terukaneaoi!! – again, anon is glad to know that i got aoi on the point!! i'v got a feeling that the more i made some good characterization on aoi, the more i had a feeling that i kin her😭😭

but i had to send another ask of terukane because i had a feeling that this is suuuch a long ask!!

again, thank u for letting me talk with u about this wonderland au of urs!!

Anon you're back! I was thinking about my wonderland au JUST YESTERDAY

and here you areeee hii I was wondering where you ran off too....

anyways the MitsuKou angst you sent today? wow

honestly I could angst fest this entire au, and that'd be so funny to see ppls faces when I tell them the HUGE dark turn everything takes, because wonderland can have some REALLY dark turns and adaptations, and I would love to feed you some angst >:)

and yes you're doing a great job on analyzing Aoi, also being an Aoi kin is rough, I mean, I'm a Teru kin....and Akane kin... anyways ehehe

at this point Mitsuba has been hiding and stealing with Tiara for a while, he has no idea how to tell or even show Kou and Teru that their long lost sister has always been with him, but he thinks if they do find out, they'd reset him for ever keeping her from them and take her away, his only friend in wonderland, he couldn't steal with her, couldn't rhyme, couldn't bicker, and he'd lose his only crush, he likes Kou, he doesn't want to lose him, he may not know Kou that much but he means a lot more day by day, Tsukasa the Hare(imposter rabbit lmao) offers him a chance, and tells him to come to a tea party, it's much better and you can get away from everything, one day Mitsuba went to a tea party and accidentally stood Tiara up, she was very upset, and most of the time sat on a tree kicking her legs lonely, Mitsuba didn't even enjoy the company at the mad tea party, but he felt included, like he could fit in, but when he saw Tiara after he felt horrible and didn't even realize he had hurt her feelings. when Kou openly talks about his sister, and says he'll find and rescue her, and his brother will be proud of him, and maybe one day he'll get to play as a white knight in the chess board. and he searchs blindly, Mitsuba can see this and he knows where Tiara is, but if they met, what would happen to him?

one day telling Tsukasa about his irrational fears of this, Tsukasa can't help but agree, and give him pointers on why this has messed everything up, as wonderlandians do, he'll decide it all makes sense, and that Mitsuba has ruined their family for what it used to be, but that's fine, bc Tsukasa doesn't care he just wants another cup of tea. Mitsuba feels horrible after this, and one day, when Mitsuba stumbled across the Cheshire cat, he was talking with him, but suddenly Tiara runs out from the bushes and excitedly tugs at his sleeve to tell him something about a wonderlandian they could rob, only to notice who he was talking to, quickly hiding behind Mitsuba, she wonders who that is, Kou is completely speechless, and after Kou angrily stating and asking questions, Mitsuba bursts into tears and tells him everything was a ruse and that was his sister, Tiara was so heartbroken, she had thought she never had a family, and only remembered a silhouette, so gentle, bright teeth, so sharp, and a mother's voice, she had never imagined that THE Cheshire cat of wonderland, whom she had never seen, was her brother, she could see the shining teeth and his funny tail, it was a sense of familiarity.

there's some details I left out that I liked in your rant but sksjdhdjdnd I just woke up and am not going over everything...

idk Anon ig this is how I'd imagined it more, because Tsukasa doesn't really interfere with Mitsuba in cannon? he only came in to change his rumor and only said how he saw and took his words, he's an evil supernatural that's why he'd ever take them as such when wish granting, I can't see the Hare interfering that much, probably just talking down to Mitsuba without noticing when he's drinking his tea. but tbh both written angst variations are good, and the Teru and Tiara reunion?? WOULD BE SO CUTE AND HEARTWARMING

but yeah, Teru would have it out for Mitsuba, after he gets his sister safe in his lap he is so quick to cut the mfs head off, and is so confused when Tiara tells him no and talks about all the fun they had and that she wants to go on more playdates (heists) with him, and Mitsuba is so emotional the next time he sees Tiara bc he missed her so much, but suddenly he's not protecting her it's her scary knight brother ....but it took a lot of convincing from Tiara to see Mitsuba jsjsjsj

the LAST thing Teru wanted was Tiara near him again, and even humbly asked the white queen for permission to publicly execute him, the white queen asking for a reason and eventually giving permission (why tf does she care??) but Tiara burst into tears when Kou confronted Teru about it in front of her, suddenly the protective and caring brother is being begged by his siblings not to harm a hair on this detestable thing, he's naturally weak to them so he gives in, with a warning of course, and watches them VERY closely, but he still has a duty to attend too....(and fighting Akane cough cough)

Kou still loves Mitsuba but he doesn't know what to do or think about what he did, but in the end they make up and Tiara and Mitsuba get to go on playdates, and when they're unmonitored they rob ppl, Kou and Teru still don't know their little sister one of two of the wonderlandian theifs

so when is my TeruKane rant? I love my boys dynamic so much—

anyways the possibility for angst in this au can go on for miles tbh, but I'll shut up now

ok tysm for the ask Anon! this is always so fun ehehe and your ranting is so amazing to read, and I'm glad you enjoy this au sm!! and would love to hear more♡♡

#tbhk #jshk #toilet bound hanako kun #jibaku shonen hanako kun #jshk manga #tbhk manga #tbhk au #jshk au #alice in wonderland #alice's adventures in wonderland #through the looking glass #alice through the looking glass #tbhk wonderland au #minamoto tiara #minamoto kou #minamoto teru #mitsuba sousuke

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thr-333 · 4 years ago

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Mismatch- Part 23

Bio dad Bruce Wayne month 2020

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“How long were we gone?” Marion asks her, as they run through the halls back to class.

“Ahhhh,” The Akuma hadn’t been that hard but it still took time, “forty-three minutes,”

“It’s not that bad,” Marion shrugs, slipping as they turn the corner.

“Not that good either,”

“Now what would make you say that?”

“Marinette! Marion!” Lila’s shrinking greets them the second they open the classroom door, “Why would you leave me to do all the work?”

“Oh I see,” Marion whispers to her, she gives an ‘I told you so’ look.

“They had already completed more work in the three minutes they were here than you have in the past forty,” Damian sneers, Marinette watches with amusement as Lila visibly forces down the snarl.

“It’s meant to be a group project,” Lila’s lip quivers as they reluctantly take a seat at the table.

“Is that why you’ve spent the whole time talking to others and stealing their ideas?” Damian raises a brow, and hot damn if only she could film this.

“I wasn't stealing them, they wanted to help me out since my group abandoned me” Lila turns ‘innocent’ eyes to the tables near them, “Right guys?”

“I never said you could use our ideas,” One of the Gotham students looks upset as she talks.

“Plus you didn’t actually talk about the project only yourself,” The other says, focusing on the worksheet in front of them.

“You could have at least tried to join another group,” Damian points out, gaming back Lila’s attention as she tries to defend herself, something about not wanting to upset the twins.

“Do you guys not like Lila?” Mylene, who was put with the students asks.

“Not really,” The second one shrugs, looking up from his worksheet for Mylene, “all she does is talk about herself and try to guilt you into feeling sorry for her,”

“Huh, I guess” Mylene shrugs, Marinette doubted they could break her out of Lila’s web, “Well Lila has a lot of achievement even with her disabilities,”

“Yeah, I don’t know,” Mylene looks shocked at the first Gotham students' tone.

“Mm, you get kind of good at reading people growing up in Gotham,” The other says, leaning back in his seat, “I would avoid her when walking down the street,”

Marinette looks away from their conversation, not wanting to see that look on Mylene’s face any longer. Instead, she focuses back on Damian and Lila still locked in a heated argument.

“Someone looks like their about to murder Lila,”

“Oh sorry, I’ll reel it in,” Marion says deadpan, not looking up from his paper.

“Not you, him,” Marinette nudges him, making him look towards the pair.

“Oh,” Marinette can only sigh as a grin splits his face, “You want me to handle it?”

“Are you going to diffuse the situation or focus the blood lust on yourself?” Marinette asks instead.

“Hahaha, don’t be ridiculous,” Marion’s grin widens as he bounces over to the pair, leaning against Damian’s head, “Hey Dami,”

“Cheng-Dupain,” Damian tries to glare at him, giving Lila the chance to escape, naturally going crying to Rose and Alya, “Why do you insist on clinging to me?”

“Ummm, cause it annoys you why else?” Marion leans over to get in his face, not shrinking away from the scowl.

“Dupain-Cheng can you explain his behavior?” Damian turns to her, even under the weight of Marion.

“No, but he backs off if you hit him hard enough,” Marinette slides into the chair across from him, curiously his group members nowhere to be seen.

“Nette how could you!” Marion places a hand on his heart, “I am insulted you would think so little of my dedication,”

“So I cannot remove him by force?” Damian asks despondently.

“No, he’s like a leech-”

“Hey!”

“-He’ll fall off when he wants to,” Marinette shrugs, fiddling with her backpack.

“Everyone is so mean to me Dami!” Marion collapses against him, although he doesn't sag under the weight, “Don’t you feel sorry for me?”

“I do not,” Damian tuts, focusing on his book, “Do not call me Dami,”

“I’ll stop calling you Dami when you call me what I want,”

“And what would that be?” Damian asks with disinterest.

“Big brother,” Marinette gives him a warning look, just getting a wink in return.

“Absolutely not,” Damian snaps, trying again to push him off, not that Marion will budge, “We aren't even related, Dupain-Cheng tell him-”

“Big sister, call me big sister,” The look of utter betrayal on his face was completely worth it.

“I thought you had more sense than to feed into this rumor,”

Won't be a rumor for long

“Think of it as reverse psychology then,” Marinette shrugs instead, that news would come later today.

“That is unlikely to work,”

“What if we called you little brother then?” Marion leans back over into his line of sight.

“ No ,”

“No fun,” Marion shakes his head.

“No fun at all,” Marinette agrees.

“Cheng-Dupain you are an idiot,”

“Is that so?” Marion grins, getting up but not before ruffling Damian’s hair.

They watch as he practically skips to the front of the room handing a stack of papers over to the teacher with a flourish. They read over it with a frown that slowly melts into approval. Even if they can’t hear they can tell Marion is being congratulated, confirmed by him walking back seconds later with a smug grin. While the rest of the class rushes to finish off the project.

“What now little brother?”

“Impressive,” Damian's tone doesn't betray any sense of being impressed, “Of course I finished it in the first fifteen minutes of class,”

“Dami, I haven't even been here for fifteen minutes!” Marion cries out, taking a seat at the table instead.

“Tt” Damian reluctantly admits, “... that is true,”

“Are you conceding defeat?”

“ No ,”

“I think that's a yes,” Marion nods wisely under Damian’s glare, pointing to Marinette, “Nette write this down,”

“I hereby officially declare Marion the winner of the first challenge issued,” Marinette recites, doing her best loopy handwriting in her sketchbook, “As such he has the ability to bring this up every time Damian calls him an idiot, this will be valid for three years,”

“I never issued a challenge,” Damian’s face twists up, still looking betrayed that Marinette would go along with Marion’s game, but it looked like Damian needed some fun in his life anyway.

“Is that really how you want to spend your objection?” She asks instead, rolling up the paper and handing it to Marion.

“... Three years is excessive,” Damian corrects, just as the bell rings.

“Ops too late, bells going!” Marion jumps up before he can protest further, “Alright let’s go!”

With that Marion starts pushing Damian out of the classroom. They get halfway out of the building before Damian breaks off to grab something before leaving. The twins loiter around in the empty halls while Damian takes his sweet time.

“Uh-oh, Satan's envy approaching,” Marinette doesn't need to look down the hall to know Lila is headed their way.

“Hi Lila, can we help you?” She asks politely, but not polite enough to look at her as she does.

“Just because these stupid Gotham kids don’t believe me don’t think anything has changed,” Lila finally release all the spite that had built up over class into her tone. At this point, Marinette was willing to bet they were a form of stress relief for her.

“Are they stupid?” Marion considers, leaning against the wall, “They don’t believe you, I would guess that's the bare minimum of intelligence,”

“Everything will go back to normal at the end of the week!” Lila shrieks, “Well leave Gotham, I’ll make up some lie about you and everyone will hate you again!”

“Lila, what makes you think we care anymore?” Marion drawls, honestly they had much bigger things to worry about today than Lila, “It’s been so long I have no desire to be their friend again,”

“Then I’ll have to step it up!” Lila smiles nastily, Marinette catches Damian at the end of the hall phone out and has to keep the smile off her face, “Everyone will hate you so much they’ll really bully you and make your lives miserable! Do all the things I say you do to me!”

“Like push you down the stairs?” Marinette raises a brow, subtly nudging Marion to look at Damian.

“Yes,” Lila crosses her arms, looking smug.

“And destroy your property?” Marion catches on, even braving a little wave to the camera.

“Yes,” Lila scowls like they’re stupid for not understanding.

“Spread nasty rumors about you?”

“Yes!” She snaps at Marinette.

“Every time you’ve ever lied that we were mean to you?”

“Yes!”

“Great,” Marinette claps her hands, looking over to Damian. “You got all that?”

“I did indeed,” Lila pales as he comes up behind her, “I suggest you keep to yourself and not influence my decision on what to do with this footage more so,”

“I- you can’t- wait!”

“Get out of my sight,” Damian scowls, it being a lot more effective on her than Marion as Lila scuttles away.

“Dami have I told you that I love you?” Marion grins, giving Damian a side hug.

“Don’t be melodramatic,” Damian tries to push him off but Marion just latches on tighter.

“I loooovvvvveeeeee you soooooooo much,”

“That's it I’m no longer sending this footage to your class,”

“Dami nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo,”

Marion somehow, somehow manages to keep it up until they reach the car. Alfred promptly forces Marion to drink a glass of water much to Damian's relief. Since Marion had ruined his voice with his little stunt there wasn't anyone to fill the silence. Marinette kept trying to distract herself, looking out the window and fidgeting with her clothes, they were in for quite the show, which would be great if they weren’t the main attraction.

Marinette can see Damian keep glancing over at her. She can see how he goes to say something several times before stopping himself. It breaks her heart to see him become more downcast the longer they ignore him. She looks to Marion for support, but he just taps his fingers to an erratic beat. He meets her eye just grimacing, she nods relieving the pressure from him. The atmosphere in the car grows stifling on the too-long journey to Wayne Manor. Marion practically leaps out of the car before the car even rolls to a stop.

Marinette follows Damian out of the car, watching as he walks more stiffly to the manor. She follows without the easy silence they usually have. They are guided to a room where everyone was waiting, technically family or not Bruce had given them a brief of every last one, and had likely done the same for them.

“What's going on?” Is Jason's immediate question, Selina slips into the room behind them.

“Is this about the rumor?” Tim asks, papers in one hand coffee in the other.

“Yes!” Marion points at him, nervous energy coming through his erratic movements, “And no,”

“It's really less of a rumor and more a very lucky guess,” Or unlucky depending on how this goes , Marinette adds privately.

“…. What?” Dick asks confused, everyone else either in thought or with dawning realization/horror.

Bruce slides a sheet of paper forward, on it a genetics test she isn't going to ask how he got a hold of.

“WHAT!” is chorused across the room, making Marinette flinch at the noise.

“Welcome to the family,” Dick pulls the two into a group hug, and is this what Damian feels like when Marion hangs off of him? The big brother hug?

“Wait... but who…” Tim trails off, looking far too tired for this conversation.

“Selina,” Bruce looks uncomfortable with all eyes snapping to them.

“Of course,” Jason mutters with a surprising amount of venom, knuckles white.

“This is unacceptable!” Is Damian’s outcry hands slamming onto the DNA test, she can feel Marion flinch beside her.

“How long have you known?” Dick turns hurt puppy dog eyes to Bruce, the hurt behind it making even Marinette’s stomach churn.

“What about-” Jason cuts himself off, glancing at the twins mysteriously.

“Excuse me” The twins jump at Alfred’s voice talking quietly to them, they get released by Dick who goes to Damian, getting brushed off, “But it may be best to give them all some time to process,”

They nod, slipping out of the room with the butler, leaving behind a mess of yelling as the door closes. They stand outside in silence for a moment before Marion breaches it.

“Well… that went well,”

“Ah Patrol the perfect place to ignore feelings and take them out on other people,” Marion stretches, looking over Gotham city. Marinette shakes her head at his antics, focusing instead on the fight in the alley below.

“Seems like we’re not the only ones,” She watches as Robin tears through the goons one by one, alone with violence she hasn't seen from him yet. Marion looks down as well, being the first willing to get in between the angry Robin and his angst.

“Hey there little bird,” Songbird drops down into the alley, Robin doesn't even spare the two a glance, “Let's try not to give the doctors a harder time than usual kay? I mean it’s Monday no one wants to deal with that,”

“It’s Tuesday,” Robin smashes another face in as if the date was the main complaint about what he was doing.

“Right, regardless, what's up?” Sparrow moves forward to take down the last thug in a much… nicer way.

“Nothing,” They both match him with equal stares of disbelief until he caves, “... my position is being challenged,”

“For Robin?” Songbird asks, something in Robin’s posture gives him away, “I know we joked about the name but we weren’t-”

“Not you,” He snaps, grappling hook taking him out the alley.

“Civilian life then?” Sparrow guesses, following him onto the rooftops, “We know a thing or two about that,”

Robin ignores them speeding up to run across Gotham. They let him for a while going to a spot that had a great view of the city. Marionette nods at Songbird when Robin lands on a gargoyle.

“I don’t know who they are, so I can’t speak for them,” Songbird lands in front, cutting off the best exit for Robin to jump to the next building, ignoring his look of irritation, “But I know you’re amazing and skilled enough not to be replaced,”

“Doesn't matter, that's just the way things go,” Sparrow lands behind them, crossing her arms as Robin seems to debate with himself, “Besides... it’s not just regarding skill,”

“Did you talk to them about it?” She asks, he pivots around to look at her, or rather glare, “Do you even know they want to take your place?”

“... No,”

“Alright then, just consider that maybe they’re not trying to hurt you,” Songbird rests a hand on his shoulder, which he surprisingly allows. He guides Robin to sit down as they do, looking over the city from atop the gargoyle.

“... This is how all the other Robins have been replaced,” He says after a time.

“And what? After that they all went ‘oh well guess it’s time to live a quiet life’,” Songbird’s comment lessens Robins frown, it might even be able to be classified as a smile for him.

“No, of course not,”

“Then there's no need to worry,” Songbird shrugs, kicking his legs no fear for the street far below him. “If you do get replaced, and I don’t think you will,” Sparrow adds quickly, “I have no doubt you will become something even greater,”

“... I’m meant to become Batman, it’s my birthright, and now it’s being challenged,” Robin reveals likely fatal information in the wrong hands, she prided herself in the trust that he thought they were the right hands.

“Again, talk to them about it,” Marinette suggests, rubbing a small circle into his shoulder.

“... They don’t even know?” To that Songbird bursts with laughter, offense crossing Robin's face.

“They don’t know then why are you panicking?” He laughs, lessening the tension in the air, “You’re worried they’re going to claim a title they don’t even know about,”

“....” Robin goes silent after that and they let him mull it over for some time. Marinette can tell Marion is judging when it’s best to pull him out of his spiraling thoughts.

“Heard you beat Sparrow on the swings,” He says randomly, looking out over the city, “Bet I could top you,”

“Yeah right,” Robin scoffs, relaxing a bit as he is broken from his thoughts.

“Well you see I have a secret,” Songbird conspires in a soft tone, despite literally no one being around to hear.

“And what would that be?” Robin sounds condescending, but she picks up the hint of keenness underneath it all.

“Singing,” His grin gives Robin pause.

“First of all that's a horrible strategy, putting energy towards singing instead of swinging,” Robin decides after a minute, “Second you’re horrible at secrets,”

I’ll have you know I’m an excellent secret keeper,” Songbird stands, ruffling Robins hair despite the look of indignation he gives, ��“So rest assured this conversation stays between us,”

“... All of Gotham is going to know by the end of the night aren't they?” Robin gives Sparrow a flat look, she smiles.

“Yep,”

“HEy!”

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tellywoodtrash · 4 years ago

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immj2 30+31.12.20 lbs

30.12.20

lmao ep starts off itself with vansh and kabir ka staring match.

vansh steady in first place, not having blinked for................ like 3 minutes now? this dude a fucking freak.

while riddhima gazes adoringly at him thinking bhagwaan ne mujhe itnaaaaaaaaaa achcha pati diya hai. pft. idk what the hell sins you did in your last life riddhima, to get a husband like this one in this life, but it had to be something reallllllllllll bad. like stealing from little orphans and kicking puppies or some shit.

thankfully dadi is here to put an end to this chutiyaapa.

countdown blah blah, no1 currrrrrrrrr.

itna pheeeeeeeeeenka happy new year. bhai-behen ho kya???

now we talking.

he just says some trite shit like new kahaani that will be remembered for ages blah blah and gives creepy looks. dude why can’t you be normal on oneeeee bloody day?

ahaana also giving random creepy looks seeing vansh/riddhima hugging. and she goes and............

i think i watch this show and rrahul a little too closely ki i instantly knew this isn’t his hand and thus it’s not vansh’s hand she’s holding.

yupppppppppp. bola tha na.

damn they make a hotass couple of shady bitches.

ok wow i’m really feeling it. wish kabir wasn’t a sociopath who is incapable of feeling attachment (“love” is too strong a word) for anyone but his mother.

lmao his reaction when ahaana tells him ki riddhima didn’t believe any of the pattiii she padaofied her about vansh.

ok but how do these two know each other??? matlab yeh le aaya hai issko? i thought vansh le aaya hoga?!!?

mereko kya kaunsa manhoos le aaya? i’m just here for the attractive ppl pressing their bodies up against each other. keep on keeping on, #KaHana

he’s warning her against ever double-crossing him and dude the angry/hate-sex vibes here are *~~~ExQuISiTe*~~~~

the way she’s confidently gazing at him all sexy tells me she’s a much more seasoned player than riddhima and i already love her more than the damn lead of the show.

damn. that’s a gnarly period you got riddhima. that’s an unusual amount of flow. go see a doctor about it, sis.

i’ve heard about ppl making art with menstrual blood and all, but this is fucking ridiculous.

anyway of course the dumbass goes investigating it. and got fucking attacked in the storeroom and SOMEONE HUNG HER UP. LITERALLY WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON IN THIS MESSED UP HOUSE DUDE????/ WHY THE HELL WOULD YOU STILLL LIVE HERE????

Chehra Appreciation Break

asadkjasldjlaskdjlsakjdlas the way he’s yelling for everyone and interrogating them of their whereabouts coz riddhima’s missing.

lmao ishani and ahaana’s reactions at this temper tantrum are fucking amazing.

dang what’s with the suuuuuper orange lower half of his face???? ugh. the foundation woes are back now that the beard’s growing back in.

anyway he went barrelling off to find her after some more chabaaya hua dhamkis at his fam. ahaana already regretting moving into this pagaal khaana.

this scene is so fucking disturbing to watch that i don’t even wanna fucking cap it. but she was legit getting HANGED and he managed to get there in the nick of time and save her.

how, you ask? BY SHOOTING AT THE ROPE, INSTEAD OF JUST.......... DOING SOMETHING NORMAL LIKE RUNNING AND PUTTING THE STOOL BACK UNDER HER FEET TO STABILIZE HER. THIS SHOW IS JUST FUCKING BATSHIT INSANE, MY LORD.

this poor girl, my god. i don’t think i’ve ever watched a tellywood FL be tortured to the extent that this one is on a daily basis. it’s fucking ridiculous. there’s no redemption for any of the raisinghanias at this point. she just needs to fucking leave (and file several domestic violence cases against each and every one of them, except dadi.)

anyway she tells him whatever went down today, starting from the period blood fiasco onwards and he’s........ vibrating in anger. cool i guess.

some promises and shit about how who ever did this will pay, time for “humaara khel” and .......... dude. you say this shit every single time. and nothing changes. i don’t give a fuck anymore about your stupid promises. move the fuck outta this hellhole with your wife if you really mean it.

seedha jaake ahaana ke sar pe bandook taan di. based on what evidence? only the Good Lord above knows, coz vansh and the writers sure don’t.

no literally based on what is he accusing her and pulling the trigger??????? idgi??????

almost shot her and is saying “riddhima pe kharonchh nahi aani chahiye, baat ishq aur vishwaas ki hai” and ahaana is giggling and literally what the fuck is going on i’m so confused.

ahaana saying wowwwww, you want revenge also, and she shouldn’t get hurt also.

MOTHERFUCKER!!!!!!!!!!!!! I KNEW IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!! HE’S THE ONE WHO BROUGHT AHAANA IN!!!!!!!!!!!!

literally what the fuck is this dude on???? badla chahiye, par dard nahi hona chahiye. bhai, kya phoonk ke aaye ho, humein bhi toh thoda de do.

ok this is tooooo fucking convoluted a game. riddhima thinks kabir is the one attacking her. but it’s kabir + ahaana. kabir thinks ahaana is on his side and brought her into VR mansion, but ahaana is double agent who was actually planted in kabir’s nazar by vansh to fuck over BOTH kabir and riddhima. i think?????????

ahaana be like re devaaaaaa, what fucking madness have i gotten myself into????????????? the things i have to do for health insurance coverage during a pandemic.

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31.12.20

first 5 minutes is some new year ka naach gaana bs. fwding.

ok this fucker is a legit motherflipping crazy. he just wants to keep torturing riddhima for god knows how long.

even ahaana is alarmed.

did he do absolutely noooooo research after the cliff chhalaang? like....... this revenge shit is so dumb at this point, when he knows she brought in vihaan to stop kabir from ruining the family, and took a second fucking bullet for him?!?!?!?!?!?! they shouldn’t have written the second gunshot plot point, coz now he looks like a reallllllllll unappreciative fucker for whom literally no good deed is enough.

WHAT PYAAR AND VISHWAAS, FUCKER???????? LITERALLY WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?????? YOU’VE PLAYED THESE GAMES WITH HER FROM THE VERY START OF YOUR MARRIAGE AND MAYBE TOOK A BREAK FOR A WEEK OR TWO IN BETWEEN - WHEN SHE GOT SHOT THE FIRST TIME AND DURING ISHANI’S WEDDING. THAT’S WHAT YOU’RE TALKING ABOUT??????/ LIKE.......... THIS MAKES NO BLOODY SENSE. THIS CHARACTER IS JUST SUCH A SUPREME DOUCHEBAG, MY GOD. THERE’S ABSOLUTELY NO REDEEMING HIM WHATSOEVER.

also can’t say rrahul’s extra chabaaaaa chabaaaaaaa ke bolna is making this enjoyable to watch at all.

all i wanna know is what ahaana has on him that he’s indebted to her and thought her worthy enough to join forces with. SPILL SPILL SPILL SPILL!!!!!!!!!!!! what does ahaana get outta all this?!!?!?!!!!!!

riddhima on the other hand running around wondering whom vansh is gonna murder. SIS YOU JUST GOT STRANGULATED CAN YOU SIT DOWN FOR A HOT SEC AND REST?!?!!?!?

ahaana is like bro you gonna ruin riddhima’s life, and he’s like yeah, that’s what i want. jesus christ, dude. just divorce her then. why prolong this shit out like this????? truly psychopathic.

riddhima hears his voice and heads to the pool area..........

............. isn’t that his shoulder there behind the tree? is she fucking blind???????? HOW CAN SHE NOT SEE HIS 7 FOOT TALL HULKING ASS BEHIND THAT PATLA SA JHAADI?????? HE’S LITERALLY THERE LIKE........

........... she left. god. she’s really really REALLY stupid. like pretty sure these crimes against her count as extraaaaaaaaa bad....... like, pick on someone with your own brain capacity, vansh? leave the simple minded sis alone!

the only gift that’s acceptable from you rn sir, is divorce papers. and a self-filed restraining order promising to stay 3 whole districts away.

yikes, that beard is notttttt growing in well.

“tum mujhe apne saare stress de do.” BITCH YOU’RE HER BIGGEST STRESS. ASSHOLE. I HATE YOU SO MUCH.

“tumse door jaake jaaonga kahaan? abhi toh bohut kuch baaki hai.” fucking dieeee, you psychopath.

lmaoooooooooooooooo her face when she doesn’t understand wtf this gift is supposed to be. i’ve been there sis. trying to fake enthusiasm for some reallllll bad gifts from men is truly painful.

also she’s so dang cute when they let her use her face properly!!!!!! har waqt bechaari ko bass rulaate rehte hain iss show mein.

one ainvayiiii gift ke bahaane some random cuteness.

sis gazing at him some more thinking omg he loves me soooooooo much.

she remembered ahaana’s warning, and is like no she was lying to me!!!!!!!!! stupid stupid stupiddddddd. no matter whoever planted her, you should believe that sister over your haraami misters. motive jo bhi ho, bol toh behen sach hi rahi thi.

yuck that looks ugly af. why the hell would you want that on your bedroom wall? esp. when your bedroom is already so goddamn fugly.

anyway he’s gaslighting her some more about ahaana blah blah.

riddhima like i’ll prove it. le, iska jee nahi bharaa. she wants to do more jasoosi and go get stuck in random traps that try to kill her.

vansh promising he’ll throw ahaana and her partners out if she can prove it. meaning you’ll........... throw yourself out?????

whatever man, idk and idc anymore what this fucker does. i’m just here for the faces.

threatening notes planted in all these ppl’s rooms. everyone instantly like OMG VANSHHHHHHHHHHH DID THISSSSS. lol coz who else does this chutiyaapa of leaving random messages around like this.

but nope. chachi saw riddhima’s earring lying there and knows it’s her.

isko bhi mila.

lmao kabir rueing the day he set eyes on riddhima coz jeena haraam kar rakha hai ladki ne.

riddhima like mwahahahahhaha they must have got my notes and now they’ll come attack me! behen, woh toh note ke bina bhi roz karte aaye hain...............

there. promptly got jumped.

surprise, surprise.

lol attitude toh dekho behen ka. wish she was the lead of the show instead of riddhima.

#ishq mein marjawan 2 #immj2 #immj2 lbs #episode liveblogs

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spookidema · 4 years ago

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Love Potion # 6

Day 3 of Spooki Month

Witch!Kim TaehyungXFlorist!Reader (Reader being a florist isn’t really mention but they’re a florist)

Genre: Fluff and slight crack

Summary: Sometimes you forget that your roommate/best friend was a witch. You didn’t care that he was different. You loved him all the same. You loved him and all his witchy way. But you just forget about that fact early in the morning when before opening your store you accidentally drink one of his potions, and now he occupies your thought more than usual.

Author Note: Soooooooo day 3 is hella late. I apologize. My job has had me working so much and then Hurricane Delta knocked out the power to my house for days. I haven’t really been able to think straight. But I hope you enjoy.

Tagging: @alwayschoosechocolate

In retrospect, you should never drink your tea mixed with the first thing you put your hands on in the fridge when you are half asleep especially when you live with your best friend, who is an actual witch.

"(Y/N), I can tell something is going on with you."

Speaking of witchy best friend, here he is. Kim Taehyung. Your best friend for a good part of your life. Ever since his parents took you in when you were 9 after Tae found you trying to steal strawberries from their farm, but that’s a story for a different time.

"Huh, what are you talking about, Tae," you questioned. Your eyes never leaving the collection of poems that you were reading to clear your head.

"I've been standing here for ten minutes watching you read the same page before glancing at me and going back to reading the same page again," Tae stated." You usually at least acknowledge me coming down, Flora."

'Maybe cause I can't look at you right now without my heart racing out my chest,' you thought as your face turned involuntarily at the use of your nickname.

"You even had Tannie and your kitties worried," Tae continued mentioning his familiar and your three furry companions." Mars was side eyeing me before I came downstairs like I did something."

"I don't know what's going on with him today," you said turning the page." He hissed at me when I tried to give him love. Moony and Ginger were weird too."

"That's not normal,(Y/N)," Tae said taking the book away from you making you look at him for a split second. "Please tell me what's going on."

What does he want you to say? That you can't figure out what's going on with you? That you can't stop thinking about the small things that you love about him? How its difficult just to look at him right now without confessing that you would bring him the moon and stars if he asked you to?

"Tae, I really don't know what you are on about," you forced yourself into a straight face." You don't have to worry. I'm fine. Don't you have to make a youth potion for the lady down the road?"

"Yes but-"

"Tae, that potion takes hours and she needs that for her Halloween party tonight," you reminded him causing to give you a face that said you weren't done talking about what was going on.

As Tae turned to leave back up stairs, the Golden Maknae of your friends group, Jeon Jungkook walked in. He went straight to Taehyung and attached himself to him.

"Hyung," Jungkook sang in Tae's ear.

"Kookie," Tae sang back." What are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be helping Hobi-hyung and Namjoon-hyung?"

"Hobi-hyung sent me here," Jungkook answered jumping on the counter beside your arms. "Said he had a bad vibe."

Tae snapped his head to you throwing his hands like 'you-see-what-I-mean.' You rolled your eyes at Tae again. All of this causing Jungkook to look between the two of you.

"What the heck is going on with you two," Jungkook asked.

"Nothing," you said shooing Tae off back up to your apartment upstairs.

"She is acting weird," Tae said as he left causing you to breath out in relief.

You drink from your tea that you made before you came down to the shop. Lemon ginger tea with honey.

"Why does it smell like you are drinking a vanilla cake," Jungkook asked wrinkling his nose like a rabbit. "Don't you usually drink ginger tea?"

You looked at him puzzled and smelt your tea. It smelt unlike how your tea usually smelt. It smelt slightly like lemon ginger tea, but it also smelt heavily like a strawberry field and mint leaves.

"Funny," you said sipping the drink." It smells like strawberries and mint to me, but I know I made lemon ginger tea earlier. I must have added something weird from the fridge."

Jungkook's face flushed a pale color quickly before he asked", can you chug that real quick?"

"Why," you asked back with a raised eyebrow.

He touched the side of the cup slightly.

"It's cold. I'm going to make you another cup," he explained. You looked at him skeptical. "Hurry before I take back my offer."

Still eyeing him weirdly, you chugged the last half of you tea and handed him the mug. A shutter shook your body soon after making Jungkook mumble inaudibly. He scanned your face quickly before his eyes settled on your own.

"Bingo," he said before dragging you from around the counter. "We need to go see Namjoon-hyung."

"Why do we need to see him, Kookie," you asked as you were getting pulled from your shop. "I can't leave my shop unattended."

Jungkook waved his hand, and as you left the shop, the door locked itself and the closed sign was placed on the door.

'Smartass,' was all you thought as you were drug through the streets to Namjoon's.

When you two arrived at Namjoon's, Hoseok was at the door before Jungkook could open the door.

"So I was right then," Hobi sighed after looking at you. "They drank something. What are we going to do with you, (Y/N)?"

The two men pulled you into the living room, and Jungkook pushed you to sit on the couch.

"(Y/N), you know not to drink any of the potions we mix without us giving it to you cause we know what it is," Hobi lectured as you sunk into the couch.

"I-," you started before getting cut off.

"No buts,(Y/N)," Hobi cut off. "This is something we learn as kids."

"But-"

"I said no buts," Hobi cut off again. Namjoon walked into the room as he continued to lecture you.

"Hobi, what is going on," Namjoon questioned stopping you from becoming a part of the couch, and Hobi from turning into Professor McGonagall. "Usually its me doing the lecturing."

"They drank a potion from their fridge," Hobi said throwing his hand toward you.

"Was it on purpose or an accident," Namjoon questioned rounding the couch with what looked like a cup of coffee.

"I-," Hobi started before closing his mouth.

"You don't know," Namjoon stated simply. He looked over you like Jungkook did earlier. "Did you drink the potion on purpose,(Y/N)?"

"I honestly don't know what you guys are talking about, Nams," you answered becoming one with the couch. "I've been drinking my tea I make every morning."

"And you didn't mix anything with it," Namjoon continued to question.

"Not that I know of," you said honestly." I was exhausted this morning from not sleeping well so I really don't remember."

"Their tea smelt like vanilla cake to me," Jungkook spoke for the first time since walking in", but to them, it smelt like strawberries and mint. Doesn't Tae smell vaguely like strawberries?"

"And doesn't Jimin smell like cake, Jungkook," Namjoon said side eyeing the maknae causing him to stutter and blush. "Have you been feeling strange today, (Y/N)? Anything out of ordinary?"

You looked anywhere but Namjoon's eyes as you shook your head. This was embarrassing to you. After Jungkook had you finish your drink, the thoughts of Tae got worse. Before they were a slight annoying whisper that wanted to make itself known, now they were shouts that wanted to spill out your mouth.

"(Y/N), we need to know what's going on or we can't help you," Namjoon sighed as he sat on the coffee table in front of you seat sitting the coffee he had beside him." We already know you drank something by the color of your eyes right now."

You gave Namjoon a weird look as you pulled out your phone and pulled up the front camera to check. You were kind of shocked when you saw that your eyes were their normal eye color with a bright pink ring around them.

'The fuck,' you thought as you stared.

"Now are you going to tell us what's going on," the '94 liners asked together.

You thought about it for a second. If you told them what was going on, they could help you not be trapped with wanting to blurt out confessions to your best friend. Though they would probably tease you for a bit.

"If I tell you," you started to ask, "will I have to go into complete details or can it be slightly vague?"

All three witches looked at each other.

"Complete details," they said together making you sigh.

Complete details is what you gave them. Details on how it seemed like your small crush on Tae seemed to explode after you starting drinking your tea. How it was a slight explosion before Jungkook had you chug the rest of you tea before it became a volcano eruption. How the animals in your shared apartment were acting weird. How your feelings for Tae were always well hidden until now. Now you felt like shouting them to the world.

After you finally finished word vomiting what was going on, Namjoon summoned his potions book from his room and started researching. He muttered curses while reading as he would read a page and it didn't hold the answer he wanted. It felt like forever before he finally looked up from the book.

"It could be one of two things,"Namjoon started," it could be regular Amortentia-,"

"But that creates strong obsession and infatuation with the giver of the potion," you interrupted, "and I had a crush on Tae before this and I'm not obsessed with him."

"I'm thinking it was mixed with something to cancel that out," Namjoon said closing his book. "The only option we have is to ask him what he could have made that would have done this."

"WHAT? No," you frantically tried to stop them. "Can that not be an option?"

"We have to or you will stuck like this for who knows how long," Hobi said pointedly." Now shush, we are calling Taehyung."

As they called Tae, you were searching the room for exits. This was now something you wanted to do.

Then a knock came to the front door, and walked in the man of the hour.

"That was quick," Jungkook chuckled.

"You said it was something to do with (Y/N) acting weird," Tae said jumping over the couch to sit beside you. "Now do we know what's up."

"Kind of, but first," Namjoon answered, "have you been brewing anything that's a mix of Amortentia that cancels out the obsession and makes it where the drinker's thoughts of their crush gets stronger to where they just want to blurt it out?"

Tae thought about for a second before locking eyes with you making you blush pure red.

"Amortentia and Veritaserum," Tae admitted. "Someone wanted me to make it so they could confess to their crush. I thought something was off when I checked the fridge after talking to you earlier."

"Why in the hell would you keep that in the fridge,” you mumbled crossing your arms.

"Cause you usually know which bottles are potions or not, flora," Tae said grabbing one of your hands making you uncross your arms. "Although this one looked like honey in its bottle."

You groaned loudly slapping you palm to your forehead.

"And I always add honey to my tea," you said. "Explains a lot."

"So does this go away on its own or is there an antidote," Namjoon asked.

Tae shook his head," The person I made it for wanted me to make it to where they had to confess or it wouldn't go away. Said it would be motivation to actually do it."

'Well I'm dead,' you thought groaning again.

"Well there you go,(Y/N)," Jungkook said grabbing the '94 liners," your solution. Your time to shine."

Jungkook drug Namjoon and Hoseok out the room.

"(Y/N), do you have something to tell me," Tae asked as he turned toward you.

"We need to get you a small fridge to put in your room," you told him trying to avoid what you were going to have to say to the man.

"We'll deal with that later, flora," Tae said. "We now need to deal with the problem on hand at the moment. Now is there something you need to tell me?"

"Nope, not a thing," you said dodging the question again.

"(Y/N), this isn't a joke," Tae said getting really serious. "I made that potion for someone that is about as stubborn as Jungkook, and it won't go away. I think I know what you want to say, but you have to say it yourself."

"I don't know what you are talking about, Taehyung," you said lowly being stubborn. The words your body want to blurt out were right at the tip of your tongue wanting to escape.

Taehyung groaned out loud.

"Why are you so damn stubborn," Tae questioned.

"Cause I'm not going to risk losing you," you answered absentmindedly.

"You would never lose me,(Y/N)," Tae said grabbing your other hand that he didn't already have. "You are too dear to me for that to happen."

You looked toward Taehyung. His face was set with a soft smile. His eyes bright like the sun was reflected in them. His presence casting a warm feeling through your body.

"So many words want to spill from my mouth like a fountain. Like I want to explode from keeping them in," you mumbled so low that Tae almost didn't hear you," but I really don't want to lose you."

"Would it be easier if I tell you something," Tae asked softly. "Admit to something?"

You nodded choosing to stay quiet. Tae cleared his throat before speaking.

"There wasn't someone who asked me to make that potion," Tae admitted." I made it for myself and Jimin, who admitted he wanted to confess to Jungkook but kept losing his nerve much like myself."

Your jaw dropped slightly. You had no idea.

"I wanted to confess to them so bad, but every time I would go to, I would clam up," Tae continued." They are literally the best person and I don't know what I would do or where I would be without them."

"You would still be the amazing person you are now," you said. "I wish i was that person. You make me want to hang the moon and stars if you asked."

You went wide eyed and started to stutter with a blush.

"I mean I-," you started before you stopped yourself.

"You would hang the moon for me,(Y/N)," Tae asked grinning his boxy smile. You squeaked a 'yes' cause Tae to pull you into his his lap. You squeaked again as he wrapped his arms around your waist.

"Good, cause I would do the same for you," he said looking you straight in the eyes. The pink had disappeared from them. You started to say something before he quickly cut you off. "And not just because you are my best friend. You are my best friend and the person I care for the most in this world."

You were a tomato at this point as you admitted that he was the same to you as well. He smiled at you for a bit causing you to get shy and hid your face in his neck.

"Stop staring," you pouted into his neck, "you are being weird."

He chuckled.

"Being weird as in looking at the person I've had feelings for for years who also likes me back," he continued to chuckle."Suure."

"Take me on a date before you say cheesy stuff like that, Tae," you smiled.

"Let's go on one then," he said unwrapping his arms and sliding you off his lap.

"Wait, now?" you barely got out before Tae pulled you out of the house.

"Yes, now," he said looking back at the with a bright smile causing you to smile back.

Maybe drinking that tea wasn't so bad.

#Kim taehyung fanfic #bts fanfic #bts fluff #bts witch au #bts florist au #Another I might continue if people like it

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deeeelightfuldee · 3 years ago

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Your ex taps you on the shoulder and says, “I still love you.” You say? ooooof. I don’t think i’d buy that. I hardly think people who DO show they have feelings for me are being truthful, so I doubt that.

Do you play video games? haven’t in some time, but I want to get back into it a little.

Do you spend a lot of time with family? oh heck yeah. I have a really great family.

Is your house more than two stories tall? nah, it’s the two stories with a basement.

Have you ever hit your significant other? Has he/she ever hit you? I will never raise my hands to another human being. I once dated someone who was a veteran and had severe ptsd. we were napping one time and he got aggressive. that wasn’t HIM though.

What makes you an attractive person? (Talk about your personality too!) physically, I suppose I have nice eyes and a decent smile. personality wise, I am warm, friendly, loving, supportive, sometimes funny, very loyal.

What color is your hairbrush/comb? depends which one I use. I have a pink one right now.

What snacks do you have available in your household atm? I honestly haven’t got a clue. I haven’t been let out of my room in 2 weeks.

Has anyone recently told you that they like you, or find you attractive? yes. it’s weird.

Are you attracted to the last person you Facebook messaged? DEF not. he has been asking me out since we worked together maybeeeee.. 8-9 years ago?

Do you care about anyone that doesn’t care about you? yes! I am trying to learn how to undo that. it’s not that I don’t want to care about him, but I know and can soooooooo clearly see that he doesn’t care anymore, and it is extremely emotionally draining to watch.

Was your last Facebook friend requests from a male or female? I wanna say female but idk

Which one of your relatives is most likely to embarrass you? scott

When was the last time you ate a bar of chocolate? couple days ago.

Do you play any games on Facebook? Nope.

What would you like to get a degree in? I have two degrees -- one in psych and one in SLP.

Do you wake up a lot in the middle of the night? ahahahaha yes. almost always wide awake from 3-6

Would you prefer to read a book, watch a movie or TV show, or play a video game? typically more in the movie/show or book mood.

Do you usually get popcorn or soda at the movie theater? Both. nothing like that buttery, salty goodness that obvs requires an enormous drink

What genre of films do you like the best? either make me EXTREMELY sad, or romantic.

How many bank accounts do you have? 2

Have you ever had the flu? Yeah.

What is your goal for the next few months? i have several. the only one that can/will be public right now, is to get my lungs back to functioning as they were.

Have you ever had some kind of sleep-disorder? How did it affect your life? yes. I have very bad breathing during sleep. I have had 11 sleep studies done, because my breathing will just stop randomly, which luckily my brain wakes me. it doesn’t really affect my like severely.. I function normally. but shoooooot, if I got normal levels of sleep i’d be a force to be reckoned with.

Have you ever had food poisoning before? Describe the experience. Yes. It was AWFUL. vomiting for 2 days straight. it was so gross.

Funny, charming, cute, romantic, smart - choose only 2 for the opposite sex. smart and romantic.

Have you ever let somebody use you? Why did you do it? hmm. I think there have been times where i’ve let people have more access to me than they should have had. or there have definitely been times I’ve been used in school groups. But honestly, I tend to be protective of myself. I stop when I feel enough is enough.

You can go back in time & change something in your mom’s past - what is it? I would want either Bill to not die, or for her to be spoiled incessantly by someone else.

Do you know anybody who is around the exact same size as you? Who? psh. no. my friends are all tiny which is just not fun.

Ever been to a haunted house? How scared were you? Yeah. i found it so fun.

Been on any websites today you wouldn’t want your parents to see? ahahahaha no.

Which is worse: dusting or mopping? mopping. i hate doing the floors.

Did you pull a senior prank? Not really advised when a homeschooler.

Did you graduate? Yes. that was a rough, rough day.

Have you ever been unfaithful in a serious relationship? Nope

What was the last song you listened to? i think it was Happier than Ever by billie eilish. the lyrics are ... woof.

Are you one of those lucky people with 20/20 vision? 20/12 -- the last time I had insurance anyway.

Is fashion one of your interests? honestly, if I had money, it would be. but it isnt right now.

Do you think you’ll eventually find that special someone? It’s getting harder and harder to believe that will be the case. I knowwwww I need to start dating, but every time I go to open up an app, I hesitate and chicken out. I just was so happy before.. its hard to think I could be able to offer anything to anyone right now.

Do you care what people think? veryyyyyy few people. I care about the thoughts of those I genuinely love and respect. However, I still ensure I’m protecting myself regardless.

Is acting something you enjoy? No.

What was the last thing you broke/sprained? I have a bum knee, so I sprain that from time to time. I last broke a finger.

Have you ever fought with a friend because of their boyfriend/girlfriend? Because of yours? ahahahaha yes. but years ago. never because of mine.

Has a stranger ever yelled at you for your language? No. I don’t cuss.

Whose house, other than yours and your families’, are you most comfortable at? probably either nathan’s or em’s.

Has any of your friends’ family ever yelled at you? alix’s family used to yell at me a lot for being fat. that used to mess me up.

Did you ever play a sport as a little kid? Did you enjoy it? soccer. no, i found the endless running to be unnecessary.

Did you ever watch the show Full House? yup

Is there a celebrity you are just DETERMINED to marry? no, thats so out-of-touch with reality

Have you ever burned someone’s picture? yes, i have.

What’s the longest hike you’ve ever been on? i think it was 8 hours. I hate hate hate hikes. But, thats because I have really weak lungs, so my doctor says it’s like lighting them on fire.

Would you ever get a lip tattoo? No.

Who is the first person of the opposite sex that pops into your head? kile

Do your parents smoke cigarettes? my mom hasn’t since a teenager. I think my dad does still. though, i dunno for certain.

What does one of your T-shirts have written on it? uhhhh, PTK honors society

Name a pet you definitely wouldn’t want. Any reptile or insect. <<<< same

Would you prefer your partner smaller or taller? Taller.

Do you enjoy going through old pictures? Yes. very much so.

Do you believe people when they say they don’t judge people? No, i respect people who are truthful saying they either try not to judge, or that they do judge despite their desire to stop.

What did you love the most about the town you grew up in? sooooooo much. it’s small town-y, quiet, safe, lots of trees, family close by.

What’s a movie you cried the hardest during? ps i love you will always shatter my heart.

What’s your favorite restaurant? buona or ashford

Is there a dessert you don’t like? im not wild about pastries.

What’s a book that you read because everyone else was reading it? hmmm maybe that one mrs. pettigrews home for peculiar children.

Underwater or outer space? i’m fascinated by both. typically more interested in the water.

Dogs or cats? both. all of them.

Kittens or puppies? kittens.

Bird watching or whale watching? whales!!!!!!!!

What was your best subject in school? in HS probably history. or science. in college, psych or neuro.

What was your worst subject in school? Math. always freakin’ math.

What is one thing you wish you knew in high school? Uhhh. hm. i don’t think anything. I liked my experience.

Who is your fashion icon? nada.

Diamonds or pearls? Both are nice. I love pearl stud earrings and I really want a simple, one pearl necklace. I am kinda ruined for diamonds for some time. My favorite rings and necklace were diamonds from kile and I just cant bring myself to wear those anymore.

What color dress did you wear to prom? pink

Honestly, are you jealous of someone right now? oh sure. I am envious of those with bangin’ bods. I’m envious of those who have great finances. I am envious of those who live life married to their love. I’m envious of people who see kile regularly. But there are difficulties that come with any of those situations.

Honestly, when was the last time you REALLY cried your heart out? not long ago. the whole crushing reality of losing kile just destroyed me. I’m OK now.

Do you need to return anyone’s phone call? ahahahahah. I just reject all calls.

Who are you closest to? My mom and nathan rn.

Have you ever had a bad concert experience? no

Are you currently sad about anything? several things have recently been really saddening, but I’m ok. Ill get thru it.

Have you had any form of exercise today? Its going to be some time before I’m cleared for that. I almost faint from taking a shower and I have to be on oxygen after doing the one flight of stairs.

Can you handle blood? doesn’t bother me at all.

Has any place hired you underage for a job? yes. I mean technically, I was legal to work in that I was 17, but the company didn’t want to hire younger than 18.

Have you ever carried a concealed weapon? not like in public, but at a house or gun range, yes.

Are you currently searching for a job? soon.

Does eating breakfast make you sick? i’m never ever ever hungry for it. I know i should, but its the worst. I don’t even like breakfast foods.

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brightsun-and-darkmidnight · 4 years ago

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Excitement of the Season

TITLE: Excitement of the Season

CHAPTER NO./ONE SHOT: One Shot

AUTHOR: brightsun-and-darkmidnight

RATING: Everyone

NOTES/WARNINGS: Pure fluff. Might rot the teeth.

AUTHOR'S NOTES: My Muse? Honestly, the holiday is close and I really needed cute fluff. Loki being excited for his children gives me life. I ADORE Loki with children. ALSO, the song “Thank God for Kids” by Kenny Chesney was a huge motivator.

-Merry Christmas / Happy Holidays everyone! I hope everyone has a good rest of the year!

My Ao3: brightsun_and_darkmidnight

LENGTH: About 2,000 words

~ ~ ENJOY ~ ~

Loki put his children to sleep while his wife, Sophie, was busy finish wrapping the gifts.

Though his oldest, Grace, was still up.. She sat cross legged, reading a book in the center of her bed.

Loki stayed at the door. “Grace… You need to go to bed.”

She did not look at him but stated, “I am in bed.”

Loki fought back his smile. “You need to go to sleep. Santa won’t come if you are up.”

She put her book to the side, “Do you think he will bring me the dagger set-the ones I saw when we visited Gram and Gramps in Asgard? I want them Soooooooo bad!”

Loki thought of the set, waiting to be wrapped. Knowing Sophie did not approve of such things for a 6 year old.. Loki was sure it was likely to be the last thing wrapped. However, it was the ONLY thing Grace asked Santa, she did not ask for another thing. So, Loki and Sophie paid attention to the answers of “that’d be cool to have,” and “I love that.” But after every answer was, “but I want that dagger set soo much more.”

Loki’s little warrior had her heart set on the daggers, and with each determined answer Sophie gave in to the idea a little more… Until she set Loki off to buy them but not without making Loki promise to hide them when he was not around to supervise.

Loki smiled, “you won’t find out if you don’t go to sleep. You will have to see when you wake up.”

She huffed but got back in bed. Loki shut the light off, “Goodnight Grace.”

“Night dad. See you first thing in the morning!”

Loki double checked on Donathan. His room decorated with posters, figures, and toys of his fascination. He was 5 years old and had an interest in the Avengers. Specifically, Iron Man. Looking for Donathan's prized toy, gifted from Tony himself, Loki noticed the stuffed Iron man was on the floor, likely knocked off by Donathan's constant squirming. Loki picked the stuffed Iron Man from the floor and placed it in the arm of his son.

Finally, Loki checked on Lucy. She was sound asleep as the animals on the mobile spun around above her crib. Frigga insisted on having the dangling animals handmade from the best workers of Asgard. The music was lullabies from Asgard, the ones Frigga would sing Loki to sleep with.

Loki reset the music, hoping to keep her asleep a little longer.

Loki opened his bedroom door with a quiet, “they are all asleep.”

Sophie visibly relaxed once seeing Loki. “Thank goodness. Will you help me?”

Loki grabbed the tape, pulling a piece and sticking it to where Sophie was holding the wrapping paper. They worked together, and finished close to 1am. As Loki assumed the dagger set was last to be wrapped. Loki assured his worrying wife everything would be fine.

Loki held Sophie’s hands, holding eye contact as he spoke. “I promise my love, Grace will be fine. Mother has already promised to give our little warrior lessons when we leave the children over night with them the next time. She taught me.”

Sophie nibbled on her lip. “I just don’t want her to get hurt.”

“I know and neither do I. Again, I assure you. She will be fine. She will not have access to the daggers without my-or my mother’s supervision. I will put them in my dimensional pocket.”

Loki took Sophie’s lip between his lips, gently sucking for a moment. His hands held her face as he deepened the kiss.

Sophie smiled into the kiss. “Dear, we still need to place the presents under the tree.”

Loki grinned at her, “I suppose we do.”

Loki and Sophie carried the multiple presents to the tree. Putting the most important gifts in the back to be opened last. The tree had many presents under it, and in Loki’s opinion… There was not enough. Loki would give the world to his children. Anything they asked for, he would make sure they had it. However, Sophie was determined to make sure their children were grateful for everything they received. Together, Loki and Sophie were an amazing team.

Loki held Sophie close, both staring at the tree. The lights gently glowed, illuminating the now dimmed room as well as some of the ornaments. Excitement filled Loki’s stomach and fluttered around throughout his body, making him energetic.

Sophie giggled. “I can’t wait to hear Lucy’s giggles as she rips tiny pieces of paper off.”

Loki chuckled. “It took 3 hours for her to open her presents, but it was an extremely adorable 3 hours.”

“Agreed.” Sophie parted from Loki as she unplugged the tree. “Let’s go to bed. Who knows what time they will have us up.”

Loki held Sophie in his arms as they drifted off to sleep.

Loki woke tired at first, but as soon as he realized it was Christmas energy flooded his body. Checking the time… it was only four in the morning… Much too early for even the children to wake up. Loki laid down but sleep would not take him.

Glancing at the time because it felt like he laid there for an hour, but the clock only confirmed it had only been 20 minutes.

Loki sighed heavily.

He got out of bed, careful not to wake Sophie. He checked on the children, all of them sleeping still. Loki went to the kitchen, made a cup of tea then grabbed a book. Before sitting down he turned the lights on for the tree. He could not focus on his book because he was too excited for the children’s faces once they seen the tree with presents for the first time. With a glance at the time, it was now five in the morning. Loki was tired of waiting, the anxiousness too overwhelming.

First he made coffee for Sophie and another tea for himself.

Then he went to their bedroom.

Setting the drinks down before sitting beside Sophie. Gently shaking her awake and quietly calling her name.

She woke with a start, smiling as she blinked sleep away. Once seeing Loki, confusion took her features. “Loki? What is it?”

“Well, it is Christmas my dear.”

Sophie looked around the room, noticing a few people missing. “Are the children up?”

“Not yet, I was hoping to wake them up.”

She glanced at the time. “Loki… they won’t be up for at least another hour, if we are lucky. Come back to bed.”

“But it is their sixth, fifth, and second Christmas’!”

“Loki, I love you. I really do. -But it is too early. What if they don’t take a nap today? They will be cranky and I really don’t want a repeat of last year.”

“I got you coffee.”

She giggled as she sat up. “Well. What a way to make sure I’m not cranky. Coffee with a wake up.” She took the coffee. “Are you sure you want to wake them up?”

Loki smiled, “absolutely.”

Sophie smiled, “Did you turn the lights on for the tree?”

“Of course I did. Everything is ready. We just need the children up.”

“Very well. Lets go wake them up.”

Loki started with Grace first. He called her name a few times. She turned around and covered herself more with the blanket. Loki shook her a little,

“Grace. It is Christmas. Santa came!”

She sat up almost immediately. “IT’S CHRISTMAS!!!!”

Loki grinned once seeing her so excited. “Go brush your teeth and hair. We will go get your siblings.”

Grace jumped off the bed and ran towards the bathroom. “IT’S CHRISTMAS!!!!!”

Sophie smiled once hearing Donathan stirring in his room, Loki’s heart swelled with excitement. Both went to his room.

Donathan was rolling out of bed when they went into his room. He ran over to Sophie.

“MOM! IT’s CHRISTMAS!!!! Dad!” Donathan jumped up at Loki with grabby hands. “Dad! DID SANTA COME????”

Loki smiled a bit around his grimace of Donathan’s morning breath. “Go brush your teeth and hair, THEN we will go see.”

Donathan squirmed out of Loki’s grasp, running into the bathroom.

Loki heard Grace trying to be quiet but her obvious excitement made her whispers loud. “SANTA came! There are presents under the tree!”

Sophie giggled, “I will go make sure they don’t sneak into the presents without us. Will you wake up little Lucy?”

Loki kissed Sophie’s forehead. “Was it worth waking them up?”

She held up her mug of coffee. “I’ll let you know later on.” A warm smile took her little smirk, “Of course. All of your faces are worth being up before the sun.”

Loki chuckled, “I love you.”

“I love you too. My excited and loving husband.” Sophie paused for a moment, listening to the creak of a floorboard down the hallway. “Better hurry with Lucy,” and Sophie was down the hallway. “Where do you two think you are going? You know to wait for everyone.”

Loki smiled and went to Lucy’s room. She was starting to stir with all the noise from the others. She opened her eyes and cooed at Loki. He picked her up and held her close.

“It is Christmas my little princess. Lets get you ready to open presents.”

She clapped her hands, seeming to remember what presents were.

“Yes. Presents from Santa.”

Loki changed Lucy into a fresh diaper and pajamas.

Grace ran into the room, “HURRY! I NEED to know if I got my dagger set!!! Come on, hurry up dad!”

The footfalls of Donathan were heard as he shouted to hurry.

Loki smiled, “Is everyone ready?”

“YES!” Everyone shouted.

“Well let your mother and I go first. I wanna make sure Santa came.”

Donathan jumped in place, “He did! He did! Grace and I saw the presents already.” He grabbed Loki’s free hand, “Lets go!”

Loki walked with the kids and then let Sophie hand out the presents while Loki helped Lucy. The older children tore through the presents quickly but little Sophie giggled her head off when the paper was ripped. It made everyone laugh. Between the laughter and excited squeals of seeing the presents revealed, Loki grinned at Sophie who was just as happy with being awake. Then it was the “big deal” presents.

Sophie gave the last gifts to Donathan and Grace. “Take your turns. Donathan you first.”

He tore through the wrapping paper with quick hands and gasped at the picture of a remote controlled hulkbuster. It walked around and had little projectiles for the hands to shoot things with, as well as Tony’s voice.

“A HULKBUSTER!!!!!! YEAH! I wanted this soooo bad!!!”

Sophie and Loki smiled at each other, then everyone heard the rip of paper and the joyful laughter of Lucy.

Loki smiled at Grace who was staring at the box with hopeful eyes. “You can open yours now Grace.”

She took a big breath before tearing the paper. Her eyebrows scrunched up at seeing the clothing box. Loki and Sophie slightly smiled at each other. Grace continued to open the gift box, seeming a little defeated since the box was stuffed to seem like clothes at first. Then Grace took the tissue paper out and gasped.

“I GOT THEM! Santa got me the dagger set! Oh my goodness!”

Loki spoke up and explained the situation of how she needed supervision to have the daggers. He promised to help her a little today. She excitedly agreed to the conditions as she stared at the shiny daggers.

Sophie sat beside Loki, “Darling, go help Grace for a little now. I will sit with this little giggle monster.” Sophie booped Lucy’s nose.

Loki smiled, “Alright Love. And Merry Christmas.”

Sophie grinned as she leaned for a kiss. “Merry Christmas.”

#brightsun-and-darkmidnight #loki #christmas #Christmas 2020 #Excitement of the Season #one shot

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nightowlfandom · 5 years ago

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Katsuki Bakugou- Cruel Prankster (Part 2) FLUFF AS FUCK

REQUEST FROM PROMPT LIST- RIGHT HERE!

This is dedicated to a special reader who has informed me that if this doesn’t get a part two, they’d be very sad and I can’t have any sad people on my watch, it’s just not right, SOOOOOOOO HERE WE ARE You know who you are and this is for you!

I wasn’t planning a part 2 but I did this last minute especially for you reader person!

Also if you’ve requested, and haven’t seen it up yet. It’s still in my drafts, and I’ll get to it, I swear! Are you really for the cutest, most fluffy, most heart vomit filled imagine you have ever read! ARE YOU!?!?!?

READ PART 1 HERE!!

Leggo!

...

You walked through the halls, clutching your books to your chest. No one had really gotten over that incident and it was still the talk of the student body. People had noticed how you weren’t as cheery or bubbly. You were just kind of there, you smiled politely when people would say hi to you, but that was it.

“Hi Y/N!” Izuku smiled in your direction.

“Hi Izuku.” you smiled politely, continuing to walk down the hall. You had just wanted to get to the library. You didn’t really want to be bothered. You couldn’t stop thinking about that kiss with Bakugou and why he had done it. You could still hear his voice in your head too. You were sort of distraught in a way too.

First he drenches you in who knows what, then he brings you a lunch box and then claims to not care, but then says your quirk would suffer as if he did care, then the fool kisses you.

“Why are boys so stupid.” you huffed, walking into the library. You found yourself a nice little corner. You had gotten a pass to get out of classes today in preparation for an exam you had, which meant you had the entire library to yourself all day. (idk if it works that way but just pretend peeps)

You sat down with your books and opened them all, preparing to submerge yourself in your studies. It was a good thing too, this meant you could also avoid Bakugou with ease.

Meanwhile...

“Where’s Y/N?” Momo whispered to the group of girls she was sitting with.

“I heard she got out of classes today to go to the library and study for a huge exam.” Mina replied. “She’ll be out of class for the day.”

“This means must a lot to her. I asked her if she wanted to eat lunch with me today and she told me-...do you mind?” Uraraka raised an eyebrow at Bakugou who seemed to be listening a bit too hard.

“What did she say to you?” Bakugou demanded an answer.

“She said she’d see if she could make it, but she didn’t want to bump into a certain someone on the way.” she scoffed in reply. “She would like to keep her focus without another incident.”

Bakugou scoffed, people were still talking about this! He had made another lunch box for you, but knowing the type of person you were, you’d probably hide.

Bakugou racked his brain, why did he kiss you! You of all people! He questioned why he even made that stupid lunch box in the first place. If you weren’t such a brat, none of this would happen! ARGH!

...

It was lunch time and you had decided to take Uraraka up on her invitation to have lunch with her. Of course you didn’t pack your own lunch, so just sitting to have a nice chat would do. You waved over, grabbing her attention.

“Hey Y/N!!” your friend waved you over. “I’m glad you made it. We saved you a seat!” The other girls at the table waved, obviously glad to see you.

You smiled your usual big smile and began walking over to them, only to feel something grab your hand and pull you to another table. You were surprised to see it was Bakugou pulling you along.

“Hey! Woah!” you whined, watching as everyone stared in confusion. You were sat down on one of the benches and a lunch box was set down in front of you. Bakugou sat across from you without another word.

“Eat.” he said, making you raise a brow.

“Any reason why you’re pulling me away from my friends?”

“OH SO I’M NOT A FRIEND?!”

“I don’t know.” you replied flatly, pushing the lunchbox back towards him. “I don’t know if you know this but we aren’t exactly great pals.”

“Stop being difficult! I know you didn’t eat all day, stupid.” he pushed the box back towards you. “So not only is your stupid quirk gonna suffer but you’re also gonna fail that exam!”

“How did you know about my exam?” you asked. “I didn’t tell you that.”

“Nevermind how I know. I’m not letting you leave until you eat every last bit!” he pointed accusingly. “Stop neglecting your health stupid!”

“If it will get you off my back.” you sighed, opening the box. You were welcomed by all kinds of good smells. Bakugou watched intently as you begrudgingly picked up the pair of chopsticks and picked at the first thing you saw.

“I’ll be right back.” he said quickly, getting up. He soon came back with a bottle of fruit juice, which weirdly happened to be your favorite. “Here, it’ll help you focus more.” he mumbled as he got out his own lunch...which looked burnt to a crisp.

“You aren’t eating that, are you?” you raised an eyebrow. It looks like you cooked that in a volcano.

“Hey! The burn makes it healthier!” he said defensively. He grabbed what you thought was an...egg? Maybe a pickled cucumber? Whatever it was he ate it, and obvious tried not to act disgusted. “See! Delicious!”

“Or deadlier.” you mumbled, pushing the lunchbox towards him. “Here, take some of mine.”

“What?! N-no, stupid!” he retorted. “I made it for you!”

“Yeah, you also made way too much, there’s no way I can finish this alone.” you rolled your eyes. “Plus I saw your face scrunch up when you opened that box.” you laughed.

“s-shut up! T-thanks...I guess.” he mumbled, before digging his own chopsticks into your lunch box. He picked up a rice ball. You smiled in victory picking up your own rice ball. You took note of the cute little face on it.

Bakugou knew you had a thing for drawing cute faces on everything you owned, while it was very stupid and childish and a total waste of his time, he kinda wanted to make you you appreciated the lunch he made, so he took the extra time to match it to your personality.

“They’re sharing her lunch! That is so cute!”

“Are they together?”

“Bakugou and Y/N, talk about polar opposites.”

“Didn’t he pull that really mean prank on her, why are they sitting together?”

“I heard Bakugou likes Y/N.”

“Ooh mine!” you picked up a piece of carrot before Bakugou could reach for it.

“Hey! I was gonna get that!” Bakugou whined.

“Snooze you lose, time bomb.” you stuck your tongue out. You didn’t see it, but Bakugou shook his head, quietly laughing at you...in his head of course because why would he smile in front of you. “My carrot.” you mumbled.

“...So how are your studies.”

“...Fine.” you replied, looking up. “I’m nervous...about this exam.”

“I’m sure you’ll pass, your one of the smartest.” Bakugou said casually. “Stop doubting yourself, stupid!” he said a little too fast, as if he had to remember to say that.

“T-thanks Bakugou.” you replied. He had never sounded so nice before, you weren’t sure what it was but it felt...more important hearing it from him.

“Don’t even think about touch that omelette roll.” you warned as Bakugou reached his chopsticks for the last thing in the lunch box, other than the bed of lettuce.

“You already had one!” he shot back. “So it’s mine.”

“Nonono because you hogged most of the seaweed and ate both of the octopus-hotdog...things” you trailed off, sounding silly. “This is mine sir!” you pointed at him. “I will fight you for that omelette” You challenged.

“Fine! But next time you’re bringing lunch. I’m tired of cooking for you.”

Okay he was lying, he actually didn’t hate seeing you enjoy something he made, it kinda made him wanna make more things for you. Only out of pity because seeing you in a bad mood made everyone sad...yeah that’s it.

Instead of retorting with a smart ass remark...you giggled. “Sounds like a plan.” you gave a thumbs up, skipping off. “I’ll make sure to make it super tasty.”

“You’d better!” he mumbled.

You smiled in victory as you stood up.

“Wait!” Bakugou stood up after you and approached you. He tilted your face up and leaned down towards you. He quickly leaned you and gave you a super quick peck. “I-I’ll see you around....THIS DOESN’T MAKE US FRIENDS, GOT IT?!”

“Y-yeah...totally.” you nodded, reaching your fingertips to touch your lips.

...

“BAKUGOU!” You bolted down the hall. You needed to tell someone the good news, anyone! Knowing your luck, it would be the last person you’d expect to bump into, which turned into the first as of late.

“Argh what do you want stupid!? You’re pounding my ear drums!”

“I PASSED!” You began jumping up and down. “I passed my exam!”

“I don’t know why you’re so happy, I told you that you would!” he barked back. “Stupid...” he rolled his eyes. He wouldn’t admit it, but it was kind of cute seeing you get all giddy.

“I know but-”

“But nothing! I said you were one of the smartest in the entire class stupid!” he rolled his eyes. “Why are you so annoying....congratulations I guess.” he mumbled.

“Oh yeah, and as promised!” you announced. “TA-DA!” You held up the lunch box you had promised you’d made. “That lunch I promised!” You held out the box towards him.

“Oh, so you finally hold up your end of the deal!” he rolled his eyes. “Come on.” he held out his hand.

“...What??” you raised an eyebrow, staring at his had as if you’ve never seen a hand in your life.

“What does it look like!? We’re eating together! ...Now shut up and take my hand” Bakugou rolled his eyes and grabbed your hand, practically dragging you through the halls. You followed him as Bakugou’s hand tightened around yours.

“Are Bakugou and Y/N together?”

“They have to be!”

“She could do so much better!”

“Are you kidding, Bakugou’s threatened any guy who walked towards Y/N since she transferred here.”

Everyone watched and you gave Bakugou a pair of chopsticks and how he rolled his eyes but took them anyways. It made them wonder how you were able to forgive him to quickly or how he was able to put aside that weird short-lived hatred for you that no one understood why he had in the first place.

“Do you think they like eachother?”

“No way.”

“ARGH! you idiot!” Bakugou yelled.

“See, he’s gonna-”

“Why are you so messy!” he sighed, grabbing a napkin and wiping the side of your mouth. “Geez, you’d think to be so graceful you’d at least have table manners!”

“Sorry.” you felt your face heat up as Bakugou wiped the side of your mouth.

Definitely, he definitely liked you.

(PART 2, DUNZO!! I HOPE THIS MADE YOUR DAY KIND REQUEST PERSON! I HOPE YOU AREN’T SAD ANYMORE BECAUSE I DID THIS JUST FOR YOU!!

Okay what do you BNHA lovers want more, confessing to Todoroki, being the new kid in class, or Izuku confessing to you, I have no idea,

I just don’t want my entire blog to be kpop stuff so even if you don’t like BNHA, I write for a lot of other animes too so just let me know [extra points if its Fairytail, Diabolik Lovers, Attack On Titan, or Naruto because Kakashi can have some of this...ya dig? Older men in anime bring out my inner hoe, I am so sorry about but not really)

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mamaladykt · 5 years ago

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Quarantine Q&A

I was tagged by @queenrisa14 which whaaaaaaa!? God when will the Sally Fields "they like me!!!" feeling go away when ever I am tagged in anything? Does it ever? I'm always stunned people are aware of my existence. Thanks girl! Anywho!

Are you staying home from work/school?

Soooooooo, about this. Hehehe. I was working. I was considered essential. To the point that my 4 day a week job turning into 7 days a week, 12 hours a day for TWENTY days straight. It took a toll. On me and my kids. So, because my kids are now out of school for the rest of the school year, my schedule not allowing for any flexibility or a leave of absence, I put in notice last week and my last day was Monday night. I felt really good about it, felt free, came home tuesday morning and filed for unemployment on grounds of childcare needs (which was immediately flagged 🙄😭) and slept. Today was a new day, started cleaning my house for the first time in over a month...... and it went down hill from there. Horrendous night and not feeling great about the uphill battle that will be getting my kids (and husband) back on track. TL;DR yes I'm home, it's a mess.

If you're staying home, who's with you?

That would be my 5 children, my oldest daughter is 11 (dear God tween hormones are no joke!) and my 4 sons, who are 9, 7, 5, and 3. My husband is still working and I miss him during the day and wanted to boot him out tonight. Sigh.

Are you a homebody?

Yes!!! I'm an introvert. If I was well and truly alone, I would never need to leave my house. I have no issues with the idea of ordering groceries online, I just ordered my first ever iPad online and I'm trying to navigate buying glasses and contacts online (PM me with links of websites if you've done this and had a good experience). I just need Amazon to get their shit together and ship my stuff! This isn't the 90's it doesn't need to take a month to get me something. Gah! Also, if I could figure out how to get my ADHD diagnosis from home via telemedicine that would be greeeeeeeeat. Seriously never want to leave my house again.

What movies have you watched recently?

Hahahahahaha!!!!!!! Omg you think I watch movies... That's adorable. Yea, noooo. The last movie I watched was Frozen 2 when it hit Disney+ a month ago. I am, however trying to gear myself up emotionally for watching Avengers Infinity War and Endgame this Sunday. It's been a year..... I'm still not ok. And I haven't watched since that fateful day in the theaters. No seriously, I cried last night just hearing the opening notes to the IW TRAILER! The trailer y'all. "There was an idea....." 😭😭 Ugly sob.

Shows?

Umm, I was watching Outlander at work. I binge watched the first four seasons in like a month back in January. Couldn't wait for season 5 and lost all steam once it started. I dunno. I think it's the Brianna story line. Other than that I honestly throw on Downton Abbey or Victoria again when I need something to watch. (can you tell I have a thing for accents...) I'd love to binge watch in order from the beginning The Big Bang Theory! If anyone knows where I can get the series to stream, let me know. I've watched it out of order for years and years and love it so much but seeing it start to finish sounds like a perfect quarantine activity.

What event was cancelled that you were looking forward to?

My kids going to school on a daily basis?? Lol. No, you know what's funny. I've never gone, didn't have plans to go, but I actually shed a tear when they cancelled Comic Con 2020 in San Diego. I was hoping to go next year so it was a mix of disappointment over not streaming this year's panels/the historical significance of there not being one and feeling like next year is now unattainable because all the 2020 ticket holders will get that one? It's weird and all hypothetical and stupid. Honestly I'm a mom and I don't get to do anything. The most exciting thing on my "to-do" list that was postponed was the Black Widow movie. I have waiting 10 goddamn years for my girl to get a solo movie! TEN YEARS!!!! I needed this to distract from the 1 year anniversary of losing Tony Stark Endgame. Gah. I'm also holding my breath that Sailor Moon Crystal the movie doesnt get postponed from September to God knows when. And my October trip to Orlando for Girl Scouts USA Convention isn't canceled. I'm going to Disney World!! If Florida isn't stup.... Yea ok. 😑😒😞

What Music are you listening to?

My Seiya playlist. I have a playlist of music that I think Seiya would sing. Cuz I love him and he's cheeky and in my head he's a weird mix of Adam Levine and Brendon Urie and that's what the playlist is full of. And this one song by Dermot Kennedy called Outnumbered that is just, IMO Seiya's parting words to Usagi. That and I'm kind of obsessed with Dance Monkey by Tones and I.

What are you reading?

Other than articles about the CARES act regarding unemployment benefits, reviews of cases and accessories for my new iPad Pro (it's the 12.9 and I had no idea I bought the big one and that it's basically a touch screen iMac and I'm overwhelmed with trying to find something to protect it from my children....) or homeschool tips and tricks for kids with autism.......

So help me God, I am reading The Unintentional Seduction of Chiba Mamoru if it freaking kills me. It's been on my to-read list for freaking ever and I am dying that I haven't read it yet. And kind of hating myself. Come on KT, get your ish together sis!!! I'm sorry @floraone !!

What are you doing for self-care?

I quit my job for one. That was the ultimate self-care move. That and for my kids.

Also, Online shopping? I have purchased things for myself that I have never done before. Makeup which is so fun. Like I bought the whole Sailor Moon makeup collection from Colour Pop. I got my first Morphe palette. And big girl concealer from Tarte. Yaaaaas! My iPad and all the pink accessories I can find. A pink throw blanket because my kids have a million blankets but we have no throw blankets for the couch. What the hell? And my favorite thing, I bought a bunch of stuff from teepublic with my profile picture on it from the artist @briannacherrygarcia (seriously her work is amazing! Go check her out, I can't get enough) that created it. I mean, how cool is that. I'm usually too poor to support the content creators for which I am so grateful for. After working three 84hr weeks, I figured I deserved to splurge on something that wasn't in anyway shape or form a need. A pure joyful want. Cant be excused as anything else. It felt so good. I got stickers and an art print and a coffee mug (because coffee mugs are my favorite thing and I somehow do not have enough of them so if anyone wants to send me pretty coffee mugs!) And a hoodie!! I'm so excited.

That last question is amazing. I was feeling so down and overwhelmed by just how bad my home and everyone in it was doing after I was working so much. I am not exaggerating saying it going to take weeks to put this back together and help my kids get used to having rules and structure again. Because it wasn't gonna be a quick fix I was hating life. But listing all the ways that I managed to take care of me, something I never do, because that's what I needed the last month to literally survive, reminded me that I am in a good place and that I have time now to get this done. It took a month to get to this level of chaos it only stands to reason that it's probably gonna take a month to put it back. And shit it's not like we're going anywhere. What's the rush? ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

Thanks @queenrisa14 for this! This was great and fun and so needed for my psyche. I tag anyone on my follows list who hasn't done this. Do it and say I tagged you.

MamaLK says take care of you and the rest will fall into place! 😘

#quarantine activities #self care #we got this #tagged

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jiminthestreets-bonesinthesheets · 5 years ago

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A Magic Kingdom Love - CH 4

Title: A Magic Kingdom Love

Fandom: Supernatural

Pairing: Destiel

Tags: fluff, just so much fluff. It gets a little heated at one point but that’s it.

Summary:

This is based off a picture I saw on Pinterest (which I’ll post below) with this prompt attached…

“An AU where Dean and Cas are both working for Disney and have been cast as the very first gay princes. And at first they hate each other but it’s hard to pretend you’re in love all day for sweet, shy kids, and then not makeout under the bridge of the magic kingdom castle.”

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A/N: Soooooooo.... I know I promised y’all that I would have this fic posted yesterday but for some reason my computer decided to be a giant dick and deleted the entire post I had scheduled to post yesterday and then wouldn’t let me fix it afterwards. So I gave up and decided I would make sure it got posted today and that everyone who wanted to be tagged, got tagged. So without further adieu, here it is :D

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Chapter Four:

The first couple of weeks of Dean’s dream job as a prince at the park was going by fairly well. Yes, Dean absolutely loved his job. He loved playing a prince all day, he loved being a role model to the kids and even some of the older visitors, and he loved being part of such a monumental step for the park in their journey to represent the LGBTQ community. But this thing with Castiel still had not changed, and he was starting to worry that it may never get any better. And it was not for lack of trying on Dean’s part.

He’d been doing what Sam had told him. He’d tried to talk to Cas, to pull him into casual conversation, even suggested texting if it would make him more comfortable to ease into it, but he hadn’t gotten much of a response. He mostly just nodded or completely ignored Dean.

And it’s not that Dean needed Castiel to like him, but it wouldn’t be so bad to at least get along. But at the very least he was worried that it was going to start interfering with the job. He didn’t want to lose this job because they couldn’t get along.

Cas was good for hand holding in public, though he didn’t say much when it came to the kids, Dean did most of the talking, and rarely did he see Cas smile. Dean was starting to think Sam was wrong. It was getting less likely that Cas was shy and more likely that he was really just a dick.

It wasn’t until one day in the park that Dean was certain Cas was for sure a dick.

They were out in the park, making their rounds, when they were both surrounded by a group of very excited kids.

They were jumping up and down, asking all sorts of questions and getting pictures taken with the two handsome princes. When one of the kids, a little blonde girl, grabbed Dean by the jacket and asked, “Can you kiss?”

Dean felt Cas’s entire body tense in his hold, felt Cas clutch the back of his jacket where his arm was around Dean, saw him turn his head away from Dean.

It was just a kiss, a little peck to make the kids smile and giggle, what was the harm.

But since Cas was clearly turned off by the idea of kissing Dean, with his head turned completely away, he decided to just wrap his arms around Cas and pull him in for a kiss on the cheek. The kids were still happy with it, running away giggling back to their moms, but Dean was not happy with it at all. Even less so when, after the kids were gone, Cas moved even further away and all Dean could do was sigh, completely defeated.

“Does that look like chemistry to you?” Ellen asked Bobby from their place on the sidelines, watching Dean and Cas as she spoke between pieces of popcorn.

“Maybe in another dimension.”

She hummed, popping another piece in her mouth, “I thought they would do well together, and I still think that, but I’m worried that if this doesn’t move forwards we might have to make a casting change.”

“Maybe you should have a chat with them,” Bobby suggested, “maybe help them along. I know Dean’s trying but Castiel seems a bit on the shyer side then I thought he’d be.”

She nodded, “I’ll call Dean in first, see if we can’t come up with a plan to get Castiel out of his shell a bit.”

The two nodded to one another then continued on through the park.

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A knock came at her door and Ellen looked up from the paperwork on her desk, “Come on in.”

Dean popped his head in first, then he slowly walked inside and shut the door behind him, “Is… is everything alright?”

Ellen closed the file in front of her and folded her hands over it, “You tell me, Dean. How’s things with Castiel?”

Dean closed his eyes and sighed, this was exactly what he was worried about.

She gave him a sad smile and gestured to the chair across from her, “Have a seat, let’s see if we can’t work this out.”

He shuffled his way over and plopped himself down in the chair, smacking his hands on his thighs, “I… I don't know what the problem is. Is it me?!”

She shook her head, “I don't think it's you, Dean, I really don't. I think we might just have a little case of stage fright. We’ve helped many of our other actors get over it, sometimes it just takes a bit of time and coaching.”

“I thought that too, or that he was just shy, but,” he shook his head, “I’ve tried everything I can think of. I've tried talking, and most of the time I feel like I’m talking to myself, the most I get is a curt nod. I've tried suggesting we meet outside of the park to get to know one another a bit better, he usually ignores me when I talk about meeting up. I even said we could start with texting if that made him more comfortable but nothing seems to be working. I don't really know what else to do here, but I don't want to lose this job, I waited two years to get it!”

She raised both of her hands in a calming manner, “Dean, sweetie, you’re not going to lose the job. Bobby and I picked you and Castiel as the actors to play these princes because we thought you were both perfect for the roles, so we are not about to give you up that easily.” Dean breathed a sigh of relief. “What we are going to do is help you guys figure this out and get everything running smoothly, alright.”

Dean smiled for the first time since he entered her office.

“Now we only have two days until Mickey's birthday bash,” she said, running a hand through her hair, “you and Castiel just keep it together for two more days until the party is over, in the meantime I’ll talk to Bobby about everything we discussed today and see what we can come up with to help, and once the birthday bash is over we’ll start. How does that sound?”

Dean nodded, “Yeah, I’m sure we can manage a few more days.”

“Great! Now, you head on home and I’ll see you in the morning.”

He flashed her a smile then headed for the door, turning back before he opened it, “It's…” She looked up at him. “It's not that I don't like Cas cuz I do, I really do, and I’m sure he’s a great guy once you get past his outer shell. But I do want this to work between us, I want us to be close so that we can do the role’s justice. So I hope we can help him get out of this shell, and whatever you or Cas need from me in order to do so, I’ll do it. I want to help him.”

“You’re a sweet kid, Dean,” she regarded him with a warm smile, “I’ll get started on a plan with Bobby right away. We’ll get you two in shape in no time.”

With one last smile and a thanks, he left and headed for home.

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With the conversation he had with Ellen running on a constant loop in his mind, the two days leading up to the birthday bash crawled by agonizingly slowly, but finally the night had arrived.

He was in one of the change rooms with Cas, both finishing up the last details on their costumes before heading out. They had spent about an hour in silence as they got dressed, and Dean was starting to get annoyed but he tried to push that feeling down and remain calm.

“You excited for the party?”

Cas made quick eye contact with him before just as quickly averting his gaze and merely giving Dean a nod.

“How was your day off yesterday?”

“Fine.”

Fine… just fine? That’s all he got?

That was the last straw for Dean. He had been trying and trying and was getting nothing in return but short, and quite frankly, seemingly snarky responses. He finished fastening the clasp on his cape then turned to face Cas, eyebrows furrowed, “Seriously, man, what is your-”

“Y’all ready?!”

Before he could really lay into Cas, Ellen walked in, stopping him before his anger could really get the better of him.

“The rest of the characters are getting lined up backstage by the balcony,” she waved them on to walk with her, and they followed her out, “just follow everyone else when they head out, stand and wave at the crowd, and once were finished with that you’ll head down to mingle with the guests. Alright?”

They both nodded and lined up with the rest of the characters. They remained silent, neither even so much as bothering to look in the others direction as they waited. Once Ellen got on the balcony and announced the characters, they followed everyone forward, Dean not even offering his arm until they were a step away from the curtin.

They stood on the balcony with the other characters and waved at the crowds below, and Ellen wasn’t kidding when she said this event always drew in a full house, it was even more crowded then when they held Dean and Cas’s event.

Soon enough Ellen called Mickey out onto the balcony and the characters plus the crowd below all came together to sing happy birthday. A very large, multiple tier cake was brought out in the process and everyone clapped as Mickey blew out all the candles with the help of his friends Donald and Goofy. And shortly after, the characters left the stage with the promise of joining the crowds below for the rest of the evening's festivities.

And to no one's surprise, especially Dean’s, as soon as they were back stage and the curtains closed behind them, Cas let go of Dean’s arm and took a very obvious step to the side and away from him. It really pissed Dean off.

They were just about to head out, Dean getting ready to put on his happy face for the remainder of the night, and pretend like he and Cas were oh so in love, when they were stopped by a kid walking past them.

“Why aren’t you holding hands,” the little boy asked, pointing to both Cas and Dean who were feet away from each other at this point, “I thought you were in love?”

Dean didn't quite know how to respond to this question, and clearly neither did Cas since he practically turned and ran away.

The kid looked to Dean, partly concerned and party devastated that Cas had just left like that, so Dean leaned down and tried to bullshit his way out of this without getting fired. “Prince Cas isn't feeling very well right now, I think he ate too much cake,” the kid giggled when Dean made a face at him, “I’m going to go check and make sure he’s alright, you go ahead and enjoy the party, I think the fireworks are about to start!”

That seemed to satisfy the kid just fine, and Dean ruffled his hair before he ran off. Then Dean turned to chase down his ‘sick’ prince.

He caught up with him just outside the tunnel under the Magic Kingdom bridge, grabbed him by the jacket and pulled him inside, pushing him against the wall of the tunnel.

“What the hell-”

“Yeah, what the hell is right, Cas!” He shouted, making Cas blink in confusion, “I’ve had enough of this. We've been working together now for over a month, we should be able to communicate with each other by now but I can't seem to get a handle on you.”

Cas just blinked at him as Dean continued to hold him against the tunnel wall as he spoke, “You’ll hold my hand and smile in public, but as soon as it's just us you completely change. You won’t talk to me, you barely look at me, and as soon as there’s no one else around you’re pushing me away. Am I that repulsive to you?!”

“I…” Cas stammered, searching for words, “It's not that-”

Dean shook his head, “I have been trying to make this work between us, but you don't seem to wanna try in return. This is my second time trying for this job. The first time I was rejected before the interview even started, so this is my second chance at a job I have always wanted. I just want to make the kids happy and have a good time, to enjoy getting up in the morning because I love my job. But for some reason that I can't figure out, you don't want to be a part of this partnership. You’re so god damn closed off, and if you don't start opening up and actually making it seem like we’re as in love as we are supposed to be, then one or both of us is going to get fired. And I don't wanna lose this job! I had to wait two years for this second chance and I don't wanna blow it!”

He waited for Cas to say something, anything, but he was met with the same silence and the same stoic stare he seemed to always get from him.

“Look,” Dean breathed deep, trying to calm down, “I need you to tell me now, before we get into this any deeper than we already are, whether or not you want to keep doing this. So do you? Do you want to keep being my prince?”

It was no surprise to Dean when Cas just continued to stare at him, though he would admit he was a little disappointed.

Dean let Cas go, taking a step back from him and just shook his head. This was it. He had waited two years, two goddamn years for this job and now he was literally watching it all go down the drain. He was going to lose this job and all hopes of ever getting another one the same, all because this guy couldn’t get over himself.

“Forget it,” he waved Cas off, “maybe I can try again in two years if another position opens up-”

Castiel’s actions had long since stopped shocking Dean, but when Cas suddenly grabbed him by the front of the jacket and pulled him into a long hard kiss, he had to say he was both shocked and thrilled at the same time.

When Cas pulled back, but still had a grip on Dean’s jacket, it was Dean’s turn to merely stare at Cas. For the first time in his life he found he didn't Quite know what to say.

“I…” Cas took a deep breath then looked Dean straight in the eyes as he continued with a new found confidence that Dean had to admit, he found slightly sexy, “I do not find you repulsive, Dean, it's quite the opposite actually. I am extremely attracted to you.”

Dean’s eyebrows shot into his hairline, and still he couldn’t find the right words to say.

“I just… I am afraid that I may look the part of prince but I have no idea how to act like one,” he sighed with a shake of his head, '' I was recommended this job by my godmother, Amara, who thought I looked the part and could easily get the job. I only did the interview to humor her, but it turns out she was right. But I am so extremely socially awkward, I never know what to say, and when I do seem to say something it comes out wrong. And I was trying to avoid being affectionate with you because I didn't know where your feelings stood, or even if you were interested in men. I didn't want to get too close to you and end up breaking my own heart in the end. I just… I don't know how to do this, I don't know how to open up to people.”

Cas turned away from Dean, and Dean brought his face back to look at him, “This is a good start, Cas. And I can help you with all of that, all you have to do is ask. I’m here for you.”

Dean held out a hand between them and smiled at Cas. Cas smiled back and took Dean’s hand, “Thank-you, Dean.”

“And if you ever get stuck or don’t know what to say you can lean on me, we’re partners, we’re in this together.”

Cas nodded, a small smile creeping across his face.

“And as for the rest, I’ve never had an interest in a man before,” Cas looked down at his feet, trying to hide the disappointment in his eyes, “but I guess that’s because I just never came across the right guy, never met anyone that I thought was worth giving a chance, now I have.”

Dean took Cas’s chin between his fingers and pulled his face back up to his, pulling Cas in for another kiss, this one he eagerly returned with as much passion as Cas. The two found themselves quickly tangled together, arms wrapped tightly around one another as Dean lifted him slightly against the wall. Their tongues met tentatively at first, but soon enough they were both ravishing one another under the Magic Kingdom bridge as the fireworks started going off over the castle beside them. It was the best night of Dean’s life.

He let Cas slide back down to the ground, moving his lips from his and along his jaw, down his neck to suck on the skin there. Cas tilted his head to the side to allow Dean better access and groaned when Dean slid his thigh between Cas’s legs.

A particularly loud firework pulled Cas back to reality as he remembered exactly where they were, and pulled gently on Dean’s hair where his fingers had at some point ended up. Dean hummed against Cas’s skin as he continued to suck and rub his thigh against Cas, pulling more moans from the already breathless man.

“Dean,” he panted, “we should stop before someone sees, we are at a family park after all.”

Dean chuckled into Cas’s neck and murmured into the skin there, “Yeah, you’re right,” he placed one last kiss on his neck before pulling back to look Cas in the eyes, “we should head back, I’m sure people are wondering where we went. And if we stay here any longer we might not be able to turn back.”

Cas nodded, tightening his hold around Dean’s neck, “We don't want to get caught making out under the bridge, or worse.”

Dean hummed and leaned into Cas’s space, “If I’m going to be a proper prince, I should really ask you out on a date first, at least take you to dinner.”

“Are you asking?”

“Are you saying yes?” Dean asked with a raised brow and a smirk.

Cas leaned in and captured Dean’s lips in a quick kiss, “Yes.”

“Good. Tomorrow's our day off, so you can finally give me your number,” Dean pecked his lips, “and I’ll pick you up tomorrow at six.”

“Can’t wait.”

They tangled together for one last passionate kiss before parting and heading back to the party hand in hand.

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“I haven't seen them since we left the balcony.”

“They can't have gone far,” Bobby said as he looked around, then tapped Ellen’s shoulder and pointed, “there they are.”

They stood and watched as Dean and Cas came strolling in together from a pathway off to the side, arm in arm, “Are… are they smiling at each other? And talking?!”

“Seems like,” Bobby smiled at the two as Cas giggled at something Dean whispered in his ear.

As they continued to watch them in complete shock at this turn of events, a small group of kids ran past the two princes bouncing a balloon between them. The kids hit the balloon high into the air and it floated over to Cas and Dean. Dean chuckled as it blew into his face then hit the balloon back in the direction of the kids, which then started a small game between them as the kids continued to hit it back wanting them to play.

Cas took a small step back, not quite sure what to do, and Dean just wrapped his arm around him and pulled him back. He gave Cas a small nudge and whispered, “Play, it's okay, Cas.”

Cas nodded to Dean then knelt down on the ground as the balloon came his way and hit it back to the kids. They were more than thrilled that Prince Cas was playing with them, and Dean stood back with an adoring smile on his face and watched as Cas laughed and played with the kids. Becoming more and more comfortable as they went, and Cas found himself really enjoying the game and the happiness of the kids.

After a few rounds Dean decided to join in and knelt down behind Cas, wrapping his body and arm around him and placing his chin on his shoulder. As the balloon came closer, Dean reached out to try and beat Cas to it and ended up hitting the balloon backwards and into Cas’s face. The two burst out laughing, and the sounds of Cas’s genuine full body laugh had Dean’s gut doing flips. He loved the sound and never wanted it to stop.

He stared fondly at Cas for a few moments, basking in the sound of his laugh, then moved in to place a soft kiss on Cas’s cheek, then his neck, then leaned his face to rest in the crook of Cas’s neck as Cas rocked them gently back and forth.

The kids ran off soon after to play together, waving to them as they did. Dean stood and pulled Cas along with him and kept him as close to his body as he could possibly be.

Bobby and Ellen watched with slacked jaws as Dean wrapped his arms around Cas’s waist, and Cas his arms around Dean’s neck. And as the second round of fireworks went off high in the sky above them, Dean leaned in and kissed Cas long and sweet. Definitely not the kind of kiss one would see between two actors playing a part, but rather one filled with a passion between two lovers, two soul mates who had finally found one another.

“What… what the hell happened?!” Ellen turned a shocked look on Bobby.

“I have no idea.” All he could do was shake his head.

“Seriously, what the hell happened?!”

Bobby looked between Ellen and the boys, who were still locked at the lips, then back to Ellen, “I am honestly just as confused as you are here.”

“I mean, not that I’m complaining, this is great!” She gestured to the boys. “But I just spoke with Dean two days ago and he told me things weren't going too well between them. I was starting to worry that this might not work out, but this… this is excellent! It's perfect!”

As his initial shock wore off and Dean and Cas parted just enough so their noses were still touching, Bobby was able to see the pure bliss on his nephews face as he looked at Cas. Bobby nodded once, a smile creeping its way onto his face, and said to Ellen, “That they are.”

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A/N: So there you have it my friends, tis the end! Buuuuuutttttttt..... don’t forget, I do have an epilogue still planned and waiting in the winds if y’all would like to read it and see what’s next for our two beautiful princes XD Just let me know in a comment or an ask, or feel free to shoot me a message, I would love to talk to you!

And, I would just like to say thank-you to anyone who read this and who made it to the end, you’re lovely. And to anyone who commented, you’re also beautiful! <3

If anyone would like to be tagged in any of my other destiel fics, please let me know!

I do have two that are currently WIP’s, you can check them out below...

The Thing About Blind Dates

Mountain High

Other then that I hope everyone enjoyed this, a big shout out to @purgatory-jar for the amazing art! Go check them out!! Another shout out to @kitsunecastiel who is my destiel sounding board and who puts up with me and all my ramblings about these two boys, you’re the best little sis <3

And, here are the tags: @kitsunecastiel @florenciareiser @soulmatchortega @humanlady28 @sugarbae128 @deeutdutdutdoh @willastar23 @quillsandink-writes @avokind @theninthdutchessofhell @bbotts9797 @supernaturalbaesduh @deanwithhisimpala @deanssidechick @mishka-the-angel-of-saturday @thekingofgreenapples @say-it-aint-so-bro @idontwantpeopletoknowmyname @markpellegrincs @pooffa @magicalmess93 @all-time-fall-out-panic-pilots @myessenceconsistsofdeadmemes @petertingle3000 @ractna @but-for-the-gods-three-days @upside-down-fable @analogical-love-child

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juniperhillpatient · 5 years ago

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Richie was experiencing the rare phenomena of having no idea what to say.

He and Eddie had been laying on his bed in silence for about twenty minutes, which was a feat Richie would’ve guessed to be impossible for the two of them until it happened. He’d had a decent thanksgiving himself. He’d spent it with his parents, his grandparents on both sides, Beverly, and Beverly’s aunt. It’d been nice. He and Bev had helped his mom make the mashed potatoes, and she’d let the two of them drink wine with her.

He was starting to get mad at himself for not putting his foot down and insisting that Eddie come over too, though. The thing is, he’d tried. The two of them had gotten into one of their biggest arguments over the matter the day before Thanksgiving, and Richie felt like things still weren’t quite right. He hated it.

He hated Sonja Kaspbrak.

He’d tried to convince Eddie that just because his mom had had a stupid heart-attack didn’t mean he needed to spend time with her. She was fine now, and besides, she could afford to hire an in-home nurse if she wanted. She chose not to, and it was very obvious to Richie that at least part of the reason was so she could manipulate Eddie into continuing to check up on her. Will and Jessica Hanlon had managed to convince Eddie to stay with them and not move back home, but it had not been easy, and Eddie had insisted on spending Thanksgiving with his mom.

He’d come over Friday morning looking upset and Richie had just given him a hug and asked if everything was alright. Eddie had just said no and the of them had gone up to Richie’s room. Now, Eddie was laying with his head on Richie’s chest.

Richie was pretty sure if he had to stare at the ceiling in silence for another second, he was going to go insane.

“Do you want to talk about it?” he asked.

“Not really.”

Right. Of course not. It was moments like this that Richie felt most inadequate. He didn’t know how to talk about these things. He didn’t know how to make it better.

“Alright,” Richie said. “I get it. Your mom ate all the food and there wasn’t enough left for you or anyone else. Well you are in luck, because we have enough leftovers to feed an army. There’s a fifty-fifty shot the brownies are edibles since Bev made them but that just adds to the fun. Let’s go get some, ok?”

“I’m not really hungry,” Eddie said.

Richie sighed and rolled onto his side so that Eddie was forced to sit up a little and lean on his elbow, so they were facing each other.

“You know what I think we should do?” Richie said. “Friendsgiving. Us losers, Kay, Audra, and Georgie. We can all just bring leftovers from our family thanksgivings. We could do it this weekend. Or today, really."

“Yeah, that could be fun,” Eddie admitted, the corner of his mouth hinting at a smile.

“I can tell from your enthusiasm what a good idea you think it is,” Richie teased.

Now he finally got a smile. “Alright, it’s the most brilliant idea ever. You’re a genius. No one in the history of the world other than you has ever thought of Friendsgiving. You deserve a Nobel prize.”

“I know I do,” Richie said. “I’m kinda amazing.”

“Yeah, kinda,” Eddie said with a soft smile, the sarcasm in his voice gone. He leaned in and kissed Richie and Richie thought, not for the first time, that he had no idea what he’d ever done to deserve Eddie.

The kiss was over much sooner than Richie would’ve liked. He leaned in and pulled Eddie in for a second kiss, hugging himself closer to Eddie.

“You’re the one who’s amazing,” Richie said against Eddie’s lips. “I mean it. I shouldn’t have been such a dick about Thanksgiving. I totally get why you felt like you had to spend it with your mom.”

“Don’t talk about my mom right now,” Eddie muttered.

“Shutting up,” Richie said with a laugh, leaning in for more kisses.

About an hour later, the two of them decided to text the group about the idea for a Friendsgiving.

Trashmouth: so I had a genius idea

Spaghetti: he had an idea that’s been had by 80% of the population before

‘Spaghetti’ changed his username to ItsEddie

ItsEddie: stop changing my username :/

MikeyWay: what’s the idea y’all

BigBill: what did I say about using the term ‘y’all’ smh

StanTheMan: I have to agree with Bill on that one. Sorry babe but no yee yees in the chat

MikyWay: can’t believe farm culture is being slandered in this chat. homophobia at it’s worst :/

BeverBitch: no one in this chat is a cishet mike u can’t claim homophobia

Trashmouth: what about @haystack

Haystack: been meaning to tell y’all something….

BigBill: BEN

StanThaMan: BENJAMIN

MikyWay: ahhaha @haystack thank u king for supporting farmboy culture <3

ItsEddie: let the man speak he said he had to tell us something so shut up

Haystack: soooooooo the whole ‘man’ thing. Not so much

Haystack: Been going to therapy and thinking through some stuff. I by ‘they/them’ now

BigBill: finally!!! another non cissy in the group <3

MikeyWay: <3

ItsEddie: <3

Trashmouth: <3

StanTheMan: <3

BeverBitch: <3 told y’all there were no cishets in the club

StanTheMan: wait so did you just out ben

Haystack: sksdkjaldjal no we’re together rn she asked if she could say that lmao

BeverBitch: yeah damn stan who do you think I am

StanTheMan: I’m SORRY it’s not that I think you’d do that I was just confused. Didn’t know you guys were physically together right now

BeverBitch: It’s ok stan I get it you think I'm a horrible person but it's FINE

StanTheMan: whatever bitch

BeverBitch: ilu2 stan

StanTheMan: <3

MikeyWay: is ben still a good name?? @haystack

Haystack: ily y’all

Haystack: & yes

MikeyWay loved Haystack’s message

MikeyWay: y’all is a good term

Haystack: I like it because it’s gender neutral & the idea of the lgbts appropriating redneck culture is funny

BigBill: ok fine that is actually kinda funny

StanTheMan: I actually never thought about it like that

BigBill: ok i guess y’all just became valid

Trashmouth: well now @haystack has stolen the thunder but do Y’ALL still wanna hear the idea

Haystack: sorry richie

Haystack: yes lmao

Trashmouth: @haystack lmao it’s ok ily & I’m glad you told us

Trashmouth: the idea is to go black friday shopping as a group & get murdered over a discounted vacuum

ItsEddie: stfu richie no it’s not

Trashmouth: it’s not. we don’t support capitalism in this chat.

ItsEddie: the idea is for us all to have a friendsgiving get together

Trashmouth: @BigBill invite audra & georgie

ItsEddie: @BeverBitch invite kay

BeverBitch: when do you guys wanna do it

Trashmouth: today???

Haystack: yess

Haystack: come over!

BeverBitch: bring leftovers <3

BigBill: oh yess

StanTheMan: heck yeah

MikeyWay: HELL yeah

Trashmouth: heckity yes

ItsEddie: fuck ye

Eddie closed the chat with a grin and turned his attention back to Richie. “Thanks.”

“For what?” Richie asked.

“Putting up with my drama mostly. But also for this. For distracting me and planning this whole Friendsgiving thing.”

“Maybe I just wanna hang out with our friends,” Richie said. “Not everything is about you.”

“Whatever,” Eddie said. He leaned in and kissed Richie.

He thought, as he did, how glad he was that he could do that now. They’d been official since Halloween but it felt both like a lifetime and like no time at all had passed. They had jumped right in with ‘I love yous’ the day they admitted their feelings and came out to their friends and the couple thing had come easily to them for the most part. Yet, to Eddie who had been head over heels for Richie since they were eleven, and maybe even before that, every kiss felt like a shock. He couldn’t believe he got to be with Richie in real life. Not a fantasy, or a dream, but for real.

“What?” Richie asked.

Eddie must have been staring. “Nothing,” Eddie said.

“It’s something.”

Eddie laughed and pressed his face against Richie’s chest. “I’m sure you’ll laugh at me for this but I was thinking that thanksgiving is silly and honestly it’s got a messed up racist history, but I am so thankful for you.”

Richie made a soft sound that was suspiciously like an unironic ‘aw.’ Eddie grinned.

“That’s so fucking cute, babe,” Richie said. “I love you.”

“I love you.” Eddie hesitated. “And I’m sorry I’ve been so weird about the holiday.” He pulled his face away from Richie’s chest so he could look at him. “It’s just weird, you know? I’ve never spent a holiday without her. And she kept texting me about how she didn’t want to spend the day alone and how she missed me.”

Richie frowned and Eddie knew what he was thinking. ‘She doesn’t deserve to spend the day with you. And maybe, maybe if you were stronger she wouldn’t be able to manipulate you so easily. She’s just a manipulative bitch and even if she does really care she shows it in horrible toxic ways.’

No. He pushed those thoughts away because they weren’t fair to Richie, who would never think anything like that. He might be thinking that Sonja Kaspbrak was a bitch, or that she didn’t deserve to spend the day with Eddie, but the rest of it was Eddie’s own insecurities. He had to own up to them and stop pretending they were anything but that – personal insecurities.

“I know I suck for letting her guilt-trip me like that, I know it’s weak and-”

“I never said that,” Richie interrupted. “I just said that you shouldn’t let her get to you. It’s not weak.”

“It is,” Eddie said. “I admit it. I just start feeling bad, thinking about her in that house all alone.”

“I know,” Richie said. “And that’s what makes me so mad. You actually give a shit and empathize with her and she uses it against you. It’s bullshit.” He hesitated. Eddie gave him a second. It was rare that Richie hesitated before speaking and it meant he was trying to give the conversation proper care, which Eddie appreciated. “So how was it?”

It was Eddie’s turn to hesitate. He didn’t honestly know how to categorize the awkward thanksgiving dinner he’d had with his mom and his aunts. The thing is, it hadn’t been as bad as he’d been afraid it would be. She hadn’t told his aunts about him being gay, and she didn’t bring it up for which he was grateful. She didn’t bring up the argument they’d had about medicine either. Instead, she and her sisters had talked for a bit about how unfair the criticism Donald Trump got was, and then they’d moved to talking about the food. In short, it had been about like every other thanksgiving Eddie had ever had.

At the end, he’d just left and gone back to the Hanlon farm. Will and Jessica had saved him some food which he ate even though he was already full, and he and Mike went to the back porch after dinner. Mike had smoked and Eddie even took a hit himself.

“It wasn’t that bad,” he said to Richie.

“Then why didn’t you want to talk about it?”

“Because,” Eddie paused, trying to find the words. “It wasn’t that bad but that’s what makes this so hard. Sometimes it seems like I overreacted by moving out.”

“Eddie,” Richie said. It was a mark of the seriousness of the topic that Richie used his real name. “She drugged you and made you think you had illnesses you didn’t for years and said you were sick when she found out about you being gay. One day that’s not awful doesn’t mean you overreacted by getting the hell out of that situation. I’m just so scared you’re gonna go back to that, and I hate to think about it because I just love you and want you to be in a good place and the Hanlons really love you and-”

“Richie,” Eddie interrupted because Richie was starting to do the thing that he sometimes did where he started talking faster and faster as his internal freakout mounted. “I’m not moving back in with my mom. You can relax, ok? I just can’t cut things off completely. I tried that and I can’t do it. I know I should be able to, but I can’t.”

“Hey, it’s ok,” Richie said. “You don’t have to. It’s complicated, I get that.”

Eddie kissed Richie and tried to put all the things he didn't have words for into the kiss. Like how grateful he was that Richie understood, and how much he appreciated Richie listening.

“Alright, let’s go pig out on leftovers with our friends," he said.

“Agreed,” Richie said.

They went downstairs and asked Went and Maggie if they could bring some of the leftovers from the day before to a get together for the losers and they were pretty obliging. Honestly, it seemed like they were relieved to get some of the food out of the fridge as it was pretty crowded in there.

As they gathered up the food and debated what to bring and what to leave, Eddie realized something. His mom was his blood, and maybe someday he would cut her off and maybe he wouldn’t but she wasn’t his family. Richie was his family. The losers club were his family. Kay and Audra and Georgie were his family. And the thought of this family that didn’t make him feel trapped or uncertain but instead filled him with warmth and love made it difficult to stop smiling.

A/N: this snippet is part of THIS fic but it’s sort of an interlude & I think it also works as a one-shot so I wanted to post it separately here. I wanted to write something cute for thanksgiving so it’s late but here ya go

#reddie #reddie thanksgiving fic #reddie fic #it fic #reddie thanksgiving #losers club thanksgiving #rose pretends she can write about it

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nikatyler · 5 years ago

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*gasp* a replies post! A long replies post! A long replies post where I overshare again! *o* Yeah I kinda missed doing these. I’m now at home, but won’t be for much longer. First, I’m going to meet some of my new classmates on Friday and I’ll spend the whole weekend with them! We’re going somewhere...well I don’t even know where that is, just that it’s in nature and I’ve never been there before! Thank gods we’re meeting at the main station in Prague, or else I wouldn’t get there myself. Then on Moday, I have to go to my uni, and then once more on Wednesday I think? And on Wednesday, I’ll have to wake up at 4 am. my LiFe Is SoOoOOOoO HaRd oH mY gOd. No, I’ll be fine.

And a month from now, I’ll be moving to my dorm. That’s some crazy stuff. I can’t believe it’s happening. Last week, my dad actually took me to Prague and we went to see where it is. The location reminds me a lot of my home, but I won’t tell you what exactly that is because no one needs to know that. Anyway, school starts in October. I’m actually looking forward to studying, but the “living alone in a big city with people I’ve never seen before” part is scary. D: I’ll give you updates.

Anyway, today was a weird day. First, I sat alone by the lake when these two guys came and talked to me (I didn’t mind that actually, they were kinda nice), then when I got up and said I had to go home, one of them complimented my legs...which would’ve been really nice but then he basically implied he’d go to bed with me...and like literally five minutes ago he said he had a girlfriend...basically men are scary. Then later, mum and I went grocery shopping and I saw my middle school crush with his girlfriend...and decided that his girlfriend is cute, way cuter than him actually...bisexual culture I guess, crushing on your middle school crush’s girlfriend lmao. Then we went to pay for our groceries and the cashier...was my childhood friend who also happened to be my first crush and also my last crush and these days I’m wondering if I’m really crushing on him or if I’m just holding onto him because I don’t know any better. Long story but if you ever feel like I have a thing for childhood friends to lovers trope, maybe blame him.

Wow. Oversharing much? Let’s get to those replies then, before I tell you what colour my underwear is or something.

Also!! Stream Lover. You won’t regret it.

volcanopasta replied to your photoset “@ ea guess what we still don’t have in ts4”

I miss spooning

I feel like that’s one of those little things half of the community misses. ;-;

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she’s morphing

She’s broken like this really often and it scares me :D

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Lol, a bpr founder telling thez plan no more children, they are so funny

These sims have no clue what I have in store

And just you wait for gen 2

Just you wait

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Well I can`t say this is surprisingXD

Yeah...do most people go for purple? At least most bpr people I follow/followed went for this colour :D I also wanted to do this thing where the founder chooses the pink person, but the heir is purple. Idk why, I just wanted it to be like that haha

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Jeez, Vanessa looks like that liquid Terminaor from Terninator 2.Funnily enough he was posing as a police officerXD

Lol I have no idea what you’re talking about because I’m bad at watching iconic movies (read as: I haven’t watched any of the movies that people think everyone has watched :’D) but I’ll believe you lmao

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Sometimes the aliens won't let you go even if you want to.

Oh you’re right

create-a-sim replied to your photoset “She traded her policeman hat for a fishnet top. Fashion, you know.”

me as a policeman

Saaaame

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Yeah, make Roxanne that purple sibling/s

Careful what you wish for 👀

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Awe I'm glad you didn't delete without telling anyone. You would have been missed. But you're not the only one who thinks about doing that though.

I love seeing you on my dash ❤️

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I’m glad that sharing your worries was able to help you. Simblr can be overwhelming and well life in general can be too. It’s nice to have someone to let it out to. I’m glad you’re still around!

♥♥♥

Thank you guys so much. This happens to me from time to time, but it’s never been this bad.

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I’m slowly working through the sentence starters too. I didn’t realize quite how difficult some of them would be. Lol

Same! I might incorporate one of them into my yellow gen because it would fit there perfectly. God I’m really going to milk this one awful awful event for angst huh. That will be frowned upon. As for the other...I have an idea for it but it doesn’t fit the og Raleb timeline at all (it was for them) and I want it to be canon...like I kinda just don’t want to call it an AU, but I guess I’ll have to.

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I would be too if I was stuck staring pink in the mirror for the rest of my life �� no very cute!

Oof same haha. One of the reasons why I was hesitant about starting BPR was the pink :D

And then I went and made my founder marry a pink sim and have four pink children with her, because that makes sense. I love making myself suffer, yay!

Thank you, btw!

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*hugs* We're our own worst critics. I used to cringe at my old stuff too, but really it was decent. I might have learned more since then, but it was still good. I'm glad you can see the good in yours. :)

I’m definitely not as hard at my younger self anymore. I went and read some of my stories written when I was 13-14, and I tried to look at it that way. They weren’t perfect, but maybe they were good for a child of that age. I mean, I always got good grades on my writing homework, and my teachers have always liked how I worked with words, so...yeah, it’s not perfect, but I’m not going to have perfectly fleshed out characters and storylines when I have barely even understood that the world isn’t just black and white, good and evil. There are shades inbetween.

That got deep again but I have a lot of feelings about this and I’m sorry to my younger writer self for how I’ve treated her. Keep going, kid.

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Me! Whenever I come across a new blog I'm interested in I always read everything before I hit follow

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It was how I found your blog actually!

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I have! ✋✋

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I feel like I read over 90% of it?

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Me. Was in love with Ross since he was born in game. He was such a lil cutie!!

desira-sims replied to your post “Well, of course my bad wifi had to ruin everything. I guess I will go...”

Me! Came across a Ross and Caleb post and went back to the beginning to read it all.

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I have ��

Wooow there’s a lot of you. And you stuck with me through the bad and the worse, through all the dumb ideas I got...thank you. Seriously, thank you. There’s more in store, I promise.

You’ll want to punch me in the face eventually, I’m just saying.

Speaking of punching someone in the face, yesterday I was waiting for my hair to dry and I thought hmm, let’s go read gen 2 of my NSB. And...I knew Ross was an idiot when he was young, but I forgot he was that bad. I’m glad none of us accepted it and we only collectively forgave him when he got his crap together. Yay. Also yay we didn’t cancel him because cancel culture is disgusting, people can learn from their mistakes.

I’m going off topic again. That happens when I’m in a good mood.

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It's true, there is never enough.

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There is never enough

Glad we’re on the same page haha

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Yes, tumblr finally stopped bullying me and send my ask!

Yay tumblr, it got its crap together for once!

No, jokes aside, if you ever send me an ask and I don’t respond, feel free to send it again. I think I got better at answering my asks fast, so you can definitely tell by that. Also, if I answer everyone else’s and not yours...that’s also a sign because I hardly ever keep asks private (unless I’ve been asked to do so, then I’ll always respect your wish!)

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This hairstyle suits Ross!

It kinda really does?? It was also the closest I could get to his ts4 one haha.

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god yeah as an experienced bc player i feel that, introductions take SO long and get SO annoying

I had an “ok I’m never doing this again” moment with literally every contestant because 1) it was taking forever and 2) making ten different and yet still entertaining dialogues was hard

And I write a lot so you’d say that would be easy for me, but nope :’D

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Book recommendations are always a plus. Thank you ! :)

I like them too! Not only because, well, I get a book recommendation, but also because I’m always curious about what people read haha.

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Not all of us have time for breakfast! I can’t be looking at that in the staff kitchen! People will riot! ��

Oh that’s right, forgive me tumblr, I have sinned

desira-sims replied to your post “But I’ve never told you that before.” Caleb and Ross, please? ��”

That is the sweetest thing ever. ��

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I love it ❤️

Thank you guys ;-; ♥ I loved writing this so much. It gave me that nice warm feeling inside, you know what I mean? They make me so happy! ;-;

wcif a vampire best friend that would eventually end up marrying me?

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Every single post of Emerson bc was flagged and they weren’t nsfw either mostly

Yeah, this is so weird...I know people say it happens when the picture has a lot of “skintone” coloured pixels...but that’s not always the case with my flagged posts??

Also (I’ll never shut up about this)...why is there a female-presenting nipples rule when it clearly can’t ever tell female and male nipples apart? I’m just saying. And yes I get it, for AI it sure has to be difficult to tell such things apart but in my opinion that’s exactly why they should get rid of it and only incorporate it when it can tell it apart. Actually, hold on, nope. The nipple rule is stupid no matter what gender the nipple is.

And I’ve just used the word nipple more times than ever before in my nineteen-something years long life.

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She's so pretty

Thank you! ♥ I’m happy with how she turned out.

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That style really suits her. But then...maybe I’m biased...

I think it suits her way better than her original outfits too, but same, I might be biased...vintage/retro aesthetic is my jam.

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Looking good!

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I'm scrEAMINGGGG

Haha thank you! I hope it’s a good kind of screaming :D

toxoplasmajuice replied to your post “Thoughts?”

screenshots are cool and all but i say if you wanna rely more on text then go for it! especially if you've figured out that taking all those screenshots is an obstacle for you - do what works best for you, you know?

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For me a story is up to its writer. I don't mind only one picture with a huge text, or the contrary a lot of picture with little to no text. As long as we got attached to the characters, it's not important, as long as it's progressing and understandable.

dandylion240 replied to your post “Thoughts?”

I don’t mind reading a lot of text. Pics are always second to the story to me.

desira-sims replied to your post “Thoughts?”

I sort of think there should be a balance. No, not everything needs to be shown as a ss, but it should be more than one photo for a wall of text.

Thank you for your feedback! I think it would be no more than one Word page of text. Which is a lot still but I think that’s the maximum I’d go for. And I mean, I’d show all the important moments. It’s just, I guess I don’t need ten different pictures of the same conversation when these people are just standing next to each other. And it doesn’t need to be split into ten different posts either.

I’ll figure it out, don’t worry.

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TS4 looks good on her! ��

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Cute!

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I love her!!

Thank you guys! I really like how she turned out too.

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I do love when people talk about their characters and stories! It makes OCs more real and all the small details are just adorable!

Me too. I want to know all the details. Tell me how you came up with this or that. Tell me what inspired you to do this. Tell me which song you associate with them. Tell me little things like what shower gel they’re using. I JUST LOVE OCS OKAY

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me whenever i finish a drawing

big relatable mood

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I love good lyrics as well ;)

I’ve recently found a lot of appreciation for lyrics that seem simple, but then you get into them or read some behind the scenes facts and realize they’re not as simple as they might seem. Then I feel like the person who wrote it is a genius.

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Omgosh I love that shirt!!

Me toooo and I need one irl ;-; But I mean, I’ve told my sister so many times this week, maybe when my birthday comes around in December, she’ll remember and she’ll tell my parents I want it? :D I mean I could just ask them for that myself but I just know I’d be embarrassed for some reason.

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Your sims are gorgeous!

Thank you so muuuuch! ♥

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These two. �� My heart. I just love them.

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I love this thank you ❤️

Same. They borrowed my heart, said they’d give it back and then ran away with it and I never saw it again. smh guys, stealing isn’t nice

And no, thank YOU for making me write this ♥

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It happened to one of my drafts, which was never published. They were fully dressed, too! It's a little annoying.

Yeah, I just talked about this above in a reply to an older comment. It’s...ugh tumblr, what is u doing

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moonchild93liner · 6 years ago

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Kiss and Make Up (Hoshi - smut)

Soooooooo hey, long time no see, I’ve been with this in my head for the past days and there’s a second chapter so wait for it... It’s pretty late for me and I will fix this put on the masterlist etc later ok, ok.

You’re basically friends that once in a while end up kissing each other at parties but don’t exactly stay together after that.

Words: 2.036

He was a friend of a friend and we'd only see each other at parties from our common friends, we hooked up at the clubs and after that we'd always fight because of something, it was like our personality didn't match outside parties but he knew the effect he had on other people, damn even boys would check him up from time to time, he was a real tease and DAMN he got some dance moves. I've never really seen him with other girls or guys before, my friends also would never talk about him being with someone else to be honest and at the parties he would only stay close to his friends too busy enjoyng the music.

The last two parties I stayed home, I was so sick of this stupid game, I mean, if we are meant to be we ARE meant to be, it's not a little fight that would tear us apart, after every fight he would come saying sorry because he felt really bad and wanted to be friends again, fuck.

- Y/N, c'mon, it will be nice, I promise you, no boys, just us. - My friend was sitting on my couch begging me to go to another party with her because she really wanted to go out and had nobody to go with her.

- I know Soonyoung will be there, no way. - Yep, it was another friend in common and he's so predictable.

- No, I mean, yes he will be there but c'moooonnnnnn, we'll stay together until the end, pretty pretty please? - She was one of the best friends I had and she knew I would do almost everything for her.

- (...) K. - And I rolled my eyes.

- YES! You won't regret it!- She hugged me tight.

- Now go, we only got a couple of hours to get ready, I need to shave my legs.

She left my house and oh well, I started to get ready to this oh so awesome party that I was surely not looking forward to it and I will not but I'm sure I will regret it, the things we do for friends.

I took a shower, picked some nice and tight jeans so that I wouldn't have to shave (first world problems) since I wasn't planning on leaving the party accompanied and a loose tshirt, some snickers and that's it. Put my makeup and waited for my friend to get ready. While waiting as I was checking my instagram I saw Soonyoung's stories, he was indeed going to the same party and hell he looked good, he had this squishy cheeks with the most adorable smile but also the most piercing eyes and when he decided to do some makeup it would get 10 times worse, it was almost irresistible.

My friend called me and after hanging up I took a deep breath and stood up to get going. She was all way more dressed up as me, we stopped by the convenience store to get some drinks and after we were a little more loose we headed to the dance club. It was pretty late so he was already there for sure, it was just a matter of time before we bumped into each other.

- Let's grab our free drink and find a nice spot. - I anticipated and pulled her with me.

After two more drinks, as my friend couldn't take hers we were ready to party. I myself am strong when it comes to drinking, I couldn't say the same about my friend but since I wasn't planning to leave with anyone I would might as well take care of her tonight.

We started to dance and from the other side of the room I thought I saw a pair of familiar eyes but it could be just my imagination, as the drink reached my head I started to dance and my mind went off, I didn't care about my surroundings, my friend was long gone wasted dancing with her own thoughts but every once in a while I would check up on her.

All I Wanna Do by Jay Park started to play and that was my jam, I rocked my whole body to the beat with closed eyes, I know my moves are not the best but fuck it, I just wanted to enjoy myself. By the chorus I felt a body approaching me from behind and rocking with me I knew well whom those curves were from but kept my eyes closed because that wasn't important at the moment.

His torso found my back and after some moments his hand found my waist, I was so lost in the song I didn't notice that unconsciously I moved a step back and now our bodies were almost glued together.

- Nice moves... - He whispered in my ear but I pretended not to listen, the trance I was in slowly fading and my surroundings starting to come to life again.

- I've missed you... - He tried again and this time I turned to face him, his hair was still dry, sign that he didn't dance this much since he arrived. I kept staring at him waiting for what he got to say.

- Where were you? - He (dared to) ask.

- Doing my stuff, you know, working, studying, trying not be fooled again. - I put some intonation on the last workds and he seemed to get the point.

He fit his head in the crook of my neck and kept it there as the song went on.

- You know I would never do that to you... - He started to slowly push me to the closest wall and proceeded to pin me against it, I just stared at him.

- C'mon, you are never like this, why give me such a hard time today? - He licked his lips and looked at mine.

- Buy me a drink and I will think about it - I lifted one of my eyebrows and looked at him from top to bottom.

He took my hand and guided me to the bar, ordered our drinks and took a sit on the only chair available but after realizing it he was about to get up and give his seat to me but I stopped him putting my hand on his shoulder, he looked at me questioning it and I sit on his lap, he tilted his head so confused, it was cute, I smiled passing my fingers through his hair, it was starting to get wet.

- You look cute. - I simply stated, he was wearing almost the same clothes, just different color of tshirt.

- Don't even need to say the same to you. - He answered embracing my waist with his arm, drawing circles with his thumb on top of my shirt, I started to drink in silence waiting for him to give me a good reason to spend the night with him.

- Baby, listen, I know I say this a lot but I truly am sorry, you see, I didn't even drink today, I just came because my friend really asked me to, if it was for me I would've stayed home now I'm happy that I came because I got the chance to talk to you, you don't answer my texts anymore, you have all the reasons to be mad but let's just enjoy the night, I know how tired you are of all of this, believe me, so am I, what do you say? I won't hurt you tonight, huh? - He told looking at me as I tried to focus on not looking back because I know that would be my weak point but when he asked he pulled my chin whith his fingers so I could finally look back.

- If only that would be true... - I finished my drink, got up, grabbed his hand and pulled him back to the dance floor, what I didn't see was him giving his drink back to the bartender and following me with the dumbest smile.

Another song was playing, when we found the spot we were previously my friend looked at me questioning what she was seeing and I just bounced my shoulders unamused.

He stood behind me again, again with a hand on my waist, he had this habit when we were together, he would always find a way to be touching me, we were daincing and as the hours passed by the songs grew heavier, he was now with his hand on my tigh, something he never did before.

- Very tipsy for someone who didn't want to come. - I said low enough just for him to listen.

- You didn't see but I gave my drink back just like I got it. I'm not even close to drunk. - And for some reason that gave me chills, we were always a little tipsy when we hooked up so our actions, the ones we remember and were not a blur, were always justified by the alcohol but seeing him like this demonstrating a certain desire sober was something definetly new. If I was sober I wouldn't come close to him in first place because sober he is way out of my league, I'm not that bad but also I'm not the most pretty girl in the club and that's exactly he could get with his looks, sober or not.

He squeezed me tigh and I turned to face him, both his hands on my waist now, a clear blush on top of my cheeks and he smiled, that damn smile.

- What about you? Some extra make up or just blushed because of me? - He put my hair behind my ear and I looked down, stupid Kwonie.

- Ah, look at you, the most cute girl in the club. - He pulled my chin again.

- You know I'm not, and you know how I feel about that... - He knew about my insecurities because one night I got so drunk he ended up comforting me on the curb while I had a mental breakdown because another girl WAY PRETTIER than me tried to hit on him.

- Yes, I'm pretty aware of that but let me show you how do I feel about that. - He turned me again so he was facing my back again and hugged me by the waist with both arms tugging me even closer, he rested his face on my neck and peppered slow kisses, his lips were warm. My hands found their way to hold his and as the next song came on he kept the same position, sniffing behind my ear because he knew that was one of the places I used to put my perfume.

- Still using the same perfume that drives me crazy - I could hear the smirk on his mouth, right after that I couldn't stop the same one on my face as well.

- Really? - It was just a confirmation because to be honest I didn't know what to do and my body was a whole mess.

- Do you even ask? Feel for yourself... - He then pulled me a little tighter and my eyes popped when I felt an extra excitement coming from behind me between his legs.

- ... You underestimate yourself, everytime we're together this happens but I've never been this close to show you. - He whispered right into my year being very careful to not let anyone else hear.

I cursed under my breath and he chuckled darkly.

- Y/N CLAIRE JUST CALLED ME, NICK IS IN TROUBLE AGAIN, LET'S GO! - DAMN, my friend wildly appeared looking totally sober grabbing my hand and darting away, I was so caught by surprised that I just had time to look at Soonyoung and mumble sorry but it was time enough to see him rolling his eyes and say before he turned around and disappeared.

- Fuck this shit, I'm outta here. - That son of a bitch, so it's just a matter of getting laid?

The gif is not mine, it also don’t exactly match the story, it was just because I had to find some Soonyoung with a badass face and some makeup on.

#hoshi smut #hoshi angst #seventeen smut #hoshi au #seventeen au #seventeen angst #hoshi fanfic #seventeen fanfic #kwon soonyoung au #kwon soonyoung smut #kwon soonyoung angst #soonyoung angs #soonyoung smut #kwon soonyoung fanfic #soonyoung au #soonyoung fanfic

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tellywoodtrash · 4 years ago

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naagin5 08.11.20 lb

on popular demand! won’t be capping much unless the scene really needs a visual cue, so just stream of consciousness kinda bs.

IF I HAD A RUPEE FOR EVERYTIME THIS USELESS BITCH TALKED ABOUT BEING AN AAAAADI NAAGIN AND THEN DOING NOTHING TO ACT LIKE IT, THEN I’D BE AN AMBANI. AT LEAST ANIL.

same, jai. same.

naagvansh ki raksha my ass. she let so many snakes get blown up in yest’s ep. fucking dumbass.

“hum jaante hain ki hum kya kar rahein hain!” lmaooooo really? coulda fooled me. y’all literally fucking up every single thing you touch. name one thing that’s gone right in the last 25 episodes for you.

cheelanshu needs to take bani to his therapist. she seems to have inherited anger issues from previous tv husband.

BITCH SAY YOU’RE AADI NAAGIN ONE MORE TIME I DARE YOU

oh ho husband has been exempt from sazaa. not at all a biased decision.

lmaoooooooooooooo jai having a tantrum always makes me lol.

andar daddyjiiiiiiii also throwing tantrum about betaji’s pati dharam stand.

I LOVE HOW NO ONE, INCLUDING VEER HIMSELF, GIVES ONE FUCK ABOUT HIS STAB WOUND TO THE HEART. DO CHEELS NOT HAVE THEIR HEARTS IN THE USUAL PLACE OR WHAT???????

here i change fictional tv boyfriends on a weekly basis and this dude sticking with the same chick from satyug onwards. hardcore salaam to this dude’s relationship counselor. excellent work being done with him.

lmao the dad is thissssssssss 👌🏽👌🏽👌🏽 close to chonch maar-ing his dumbass lovesick son.

"bass uss aadi naag ko marr jaaana chahiye, jab dekho phiss phiss karke beech mein aa jaata hai. phateechar, dharti ka bhoj. ek baat bataiye, satyug mein bhi yeh itna irritating tha???” snorttttttttt. the exasperation with jai’s existence is reallllllllllllllll.

dad’s like BRO HE’S NOT THE ONE YOU HAVE TO WORRY ABOUT

veer so fucking lattooooo for his wife that he’s calling her AADI SHAKTI and all. beta thoda too much ho gaya.

lmao dad’s like TU IS SHAKTI KA SHIV NAHI HAI, AUR BANNE KI KOSHISH BHI MAT KARNA.

lol every time bani calls him daddyyyyyjiiiiiii, this dude’s lifespan reduces by 4 years.

"sweetheart, dekho tumhare wajah se mujhe itni daant pad rahi hai! pehle bol deti ki aadi naagin ho, main dad ko pata leta!” adslkfjldskjflsdkjfdf this fuckerrrrrrrrrrrr

dang veer baba offering daddy a damn good reason for keeping bani around here.

PONKY AUR MAYURI KI SHAADI OH LORD THE BRIDE IS DEAD

BTW I’M HELLA PISSED ABOUT THAT, I LIKED MAYURI AS A CHARACTER, SHE WAS FUN TO WATCH. certainly more so than stupid bani.

shukar he at least winced at the stab wound. main sochi wolverine style heal bhi ho gaya ab tak.

ohhhhh dangggggg ponky knows ki bhaabi is khatarnaak cheeeez and has to do with mayuri’s sudden disappearance.

lolllllllllllll veer’s halka halka call for mayuri just for formality’s sake.

oh boy we have a zombie morni on our hands????? (now there’s a show i’d watch!)

this is someone else (prolly jai) as mayuri right? he has practice being her.

simping for wife seems to be in the cheel blood. ponky is very distraught mayuri is leaving.

oooooooh daddyji knows it might be jai.

THIS IS YOUR BIG TEST??????? KNOWING WHO HER BEST FRIEND IS?????

hahahahahahahahahahahaha veer doing the “kat gayaa” gesture in the bg as ponky gets hung up on.

OMFG JAI BORIYA BISTAR UTHAAKE CHALA AAYA

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA VEER’S FACEEEEEE

maaan na maan, aadi naag mehmaan.

“OH BIN MAANGE MILNE WAALE DAHEJ” BWAHAHAHAHAHAHA

lmaooooooooooooooooo this is gonna be hella fun, these two idiots living under the same roof.

ASLKJDSALKJDLSAKJDLASKJ THE DAD LIKE MERA GHAR HAI KOI MUJHSE BHI TOH POOCHO KI IF I WANT THESE FUCKING SNAKES HERE?!?!?!?! lmaooooooo i really feel bad for him. he didn’t want one snake in the house and now in a matter of minutes he’s got two!!!

cheel daddy pursing his lips in frustration when bani is giving her thakela lecture is The Biggest Mood

do minute pehle she was like this shaadi was your manmaani, now she’s telling that tumse shaadi karna meri khud ki marzi thi. nahi behen, decide karlo tum, ki kis side pe ho. yeh nahi trump supporters ki taraah stop the count bhi chila rahi ho aur count all votes bhi.

ofc this kinky fucker would get turned on by her revenge threats.

ok i’m bored with this scene now and fwding.

blah blah bani asking how jai knew mayuri’s best friend him hmmm hawwing blah blah dc fwding.

BANI YOU DUMBASS INSTEAD OF FIGHTING WITH VEER THINK OF HOW JAI KNEW THAT WAS MAYURI’S ROOM GOD SHE’S LITERALLY SO STUPID SHE MAKES RIDDHIMA LOOK LIKE A MENSA CANDIDATE

lol jai and veer’s stupid pissing contest finally got to bani and she walked off

“dhaabe waale!!!!”

“AADI NAAG HOON MAIN! IZZAT SE BAAT KAR!”

“kshama karna chaepppp ji!” aslkdjaslkdjaslkdjas

“main bani se bohut pyaar karta hoon, chaahe woh naagin ho ya baaghi.” huh. is veer considered a furry (even tho bani has scales not fur) coz he’s into a whole other species?????????

lmao all the different cheel boys and their reactions at cheel daddy’s MY HOUSE IS FILLED WITH MOTHERFUCKING SNAKES meltdown. tapish (my fave) like yiiiiiiiiiiikes, daksh is pouring himself a drink, ponky is sitting in a corner sadly kissing his ring, while monil is ragging on him.

cheel daddy bringing in the big guns: MARKAAAAAAAAT

interesting how they’re all referring to markaat as male when yest it was a female voice. we love a gender ambiguous shadow demon!

ouffff i don’t really care about this basement lady.

don’t care about bani’s 8th i ammmmm aadi naagin speech of the hour either.

ohohohohohoh power of mangalsutra scene bhi ghusa diya beech mein.

i’d say it’s huge progress that she’s stopped wanting to murder veer. honestly proud of you, sis.

aaaaaaaaaaaaaand she’s back on not trusting him. god she’s just sooooooo fucking irritating.

THIS IS HER PRIORITY RN????????? TO FIND OUT WHAT’S BEHIND THIS TEHKHANA DOOR???? DUDE. YOU JUST HAD A LONGASS DAY FILLED WITH MULTIPLE MURDER ATTEMPTS. CAN YOU JUST GO THE FUCK TO SLEEP????

sasur bahu faceoffffffffffff. chalo kuch toh novelty.

blah blah blah she’s too nosy for her own damn good, fwding.

24TH I AM AADI NAAGIN SPEECH OF THE DAY DUDE PLS JUST STOPPPPPPPPPPPPP

oufffffffffffffffffffffff these two idiots fighting over her like she’s an objecttttttttt. WHERE’S YOUR I AM AADI NAAGIN HEAR ME ROAR HISSSSSSSS POWER NOW, B????????

lmaooooooooooooo chaepu champakkkkkkk

“toh aur kya bulaaaon, chaeppu champak chomu???? woh kya hai, jo log baar baar haarte haina, unhe JAIIIIIIIIIII naam se nahi bula sakte!” lmaooooooooooo

THESE TWO FUCKING IDIOTSSSSSSSSSSS

lol this is the only time i have related to bani’s character, ever.

omg just make this the whole showwwwww. these two dumbasses trading playground insults. there’s a show i’d watch fucking everyyyyyy dayyyyyyyyy.

lmao cheel naagin households mein bhi navratre mein non-veg waale issues. universal problem this is, no matter what species.

daksh trying to taunt naagin bhaabi who has a knife in her hand. not the smartest move.

i love how tapish looks like he’s barely trying to keep from laughing. i like him. i hope his character doesn’t become OTT evil. i’d like to see him have a brotp with bani.

lol baby cheels got scared away with bhaabi’s snake eyes.

lmao, jai is here. now it’s gonna be a good morninggggg.

“shakkar lene jaa rahi hoon. KOI MERE PEECHE NAHI AAYEGA!” lololololololol

“baith jaa! juice pass kar!”

“abbe chaepu champak, tera juice bana doonga!” pfffffffffffffft

ohhhhhhhhh boyyyyyy, ponkyyyy and monil were the ones who raped and killed noor.

i was sad when i saw the promo this week had monil being killed coz he was the smiliest himbo and i liked him, but yeah, idc if bani kills him now. fuck them being “babies”. kill them rapey cheels!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

WHY IS THIS SHUKLA SO DEFERENTIAL TO JAI???????? IDGI. like shakura, jai had some magic key or some shit, but why are mayuri and shukla soooooooo obedient????

anyway veer need to catch themmmmm alreadyyyy and fuck them up.

oh hi meera. looking hot.

meera isn’t meera, it’s bani.

TIME’S UP, MONIL!!!!!!!!!!!! ROT IN HELL, FUCKER.

oh god jai’s saying “interesting!” aage “veryyyyyyyyyyy interesting!” bhi bol deta toh screen ke andar ghus ke maarti main usse.

tharak gonna be the death of you monil.

why did she turn back into her bani form??? don’t the cheels have some power to see the last image in a dead person’s eyes or some shit? veer used it to find out jai was alive. why wouldn’t they do that thing when it’s one of their own that’s killed????/

CAN’T SAY I’M NOT ENJOYING BANI DROWNING A RAPIST. GO AADI NAAGIN, YESSSSSS BITCH, KILL HIM.

jaiiiiiiiiiiiiiii i swear to god you’re suchhhhhhh a naarad muniiii, ainvayi mein chugli kar ke uksaata hai. you’re a snake in a whole other way.

why did she have to turn into snake to dasssofy him? she dassofied mayuri in her human form???? nothing in this show makes sense to me.

basement aunty stomping away to god’s glory and distracting frmo important rapist murdering tasks here.

today in naagin5 and immj2 are companion pieces:

colors pe har show mein sink ke neeche koi qaid hai kya/??? someone tell me what’s the status in choti sardaarni and pinjra. oh my god is it happening in big boss too???? is some poor D list celeb stuck under the wash basin plumbing in hopes of winning obscene amounts of money????????

monil trying to leverage saying i’ll take you wherever the sound’s coming from, and lmao bani’s like bitch i know the way too. shut up and lie here till i come back to kill your ass.

cheeeeee, why she decide to go through the dirtyass pipesssss???

and yet again, the pipe of the sink has just opened into one random space in the basement. THIS IS NOT HOW MODERN PLUMBING WORKS YOU FUCKSSSSSSSS

why is she so shocked to discover someone captured here? who did she think was crying and making the noises to be let out? someone who’s in there WILLINGLY???????? god. dung for brains, honestly.

phew ok this took too fucking long don’t expect me to do this ever again. night night.

#naagin 5 #episode liveblogs

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morethanithoughtofficialblog · 5 years ago

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Chapter 11: And I had an anxiety attack... again.

In which the title describes the whole chapter

*Your POV*

I slammed the door behind me, fell to my knees, and closed my eyes. Today was such a shitty day I actually don't want to go back. But I have to. Unless I want to get fired, which actually doesn't sound THAT bad.

Wait... yeah, that sounds reasonable.

My apartment was just like my mind: a complete fucking mess that made no sense and looked like Narnia. But despite that, my personal laptop was hanging out on the small table I have in front of the TV. I sighed and went to the kitchen, trying not to worry.

It's been a while ever since I met the group of monsters and, honestly, I'm loving it! They are super nice and a part of me has changed a bit... so I'm becoming more dedicated to making them as happy as I can.

And that also refers to some of their complaints, like "you should seek a better job" or "this is dangerous for you, you should have something that makes you happy". And that's what I was about to do.

After taking my cup of coffee and I sat on the couch, I opened my laptop and started to search for different jobs and opportunities. I'm a scientist and a... politician? We could say that. I'm experienced in both terms and I'm really trying to look for a scientist post today. I want to do what I love and, well, I'm a science nerd. Fite me.

I just don't want to work in the Congress anymore. It's boring, it's lame, and I'm not going to stay in an office for the rest of my days- not when I'm starting to care about things. Alphys and Sans have said that they want to become part of the science world, but they have to study hard to get it. While I'm waiting for them, though, I'll make them proud and work in science!

While browsing around, I ended up on a Facebook page and noticed I had a shitton of notifications. Interested, I checked the groups and started to read the messages... bad idea...

Paula: Hey, monster lover! You should just go with them to the Underground, hah!

Anna: Jesus, when did we let this happen?

Anna: I thought you were smarter than this!

John: You are gonna put us in trouble

John: And it'll be all YOUR FAULT!

And so it went. I frowned slightly and decided to check Discord, trying to get distracted for a bit. My mind was starting to make bad moves, and I just couldn't make them real. What if it was better to leave the topic? Did I make a mistake? Should I start protesting AGAINST them?! Are they a threat to humans? Oh my God, what have I done? Should I-

Do you wanna get... Frisky?: Hey (Y/N)!

Do you wanna get... Frisky?: you wanna play UNO?

CoolSkeleton95: YES, HUMAN!

CoolSkeleton95: YOU SHOULD JOIN THE FUN!

I shook my head with a smile, knowing I could never do that to them. Not after the little and funny history we have together, and how much comprehensible they looked with my problems socializing. They've made laugh like there is no tomorrow and to learn a lot of things. I just can't wipe them away from their dreams. I just can't wipe them away from my life.

Smartass: Sure, right now?

puns are love, puns are life: we're startin' right now, kiddo.

puns are love, puns are life: join this round before undyne comes with her shitty strategies again

I giggled softly, remembering the stupid nicknames we all had in that Discord group. I immediately went for my headphones, then joined the chat.

"Hi!" I exclaimed, praying that everyone could hear me. Fortunately, they could.

"hello kid, ready to lose?" A deep voice said, which I immediately recognized it was Sans. Everyone seems to have a high-pitched voice comparing them with him. Heck, even my father would sound like a three-year-old girl if we compare their voices!

After a bit of playing stupid rounds of UNO and hearing Sans's awful puns, I lost track of time. Eventually, Sans and I ended up playing Dead by Daylight together, the skeleton by some coincidence having the game installed. And so talked privately from then, and... got used to the game, I suppose.

"DUDE WHAT THE-" I stopped myself before I could use a bad word, not knowing how he would react. I still don't feel comfortable enough to be my usual, swearing, and boring self around them. I'm trying to be as less boring as possible... but I know that I'm still boring, even if I, indeed, try hard.

"i hate this game soooooooo much... what if we play somethin' else?" he asked, making me sigh in relief. This game's no good for someone with anxiety, keep that in mind. Bad thing I'm kind of a masochist in that aspect.

"You hate a lot of games, don't you? And sure, any suggestions?"

"do you have... mortal kombat?"

Oooh

This is going to be interesting!

"Which one?"

"x, i'm too poor to buy the new one"

"Sure, I have it! I'll love to play it, it's been a while"

"cool cool, i'll invite you then"

And we played like for, what, hours? Mortal Kombat is sincerely one of my favorite sagas of videogames since I was a little child. Dolls? Nah, videogames were my thing since the beginning of times.

I forgot my problems, I forgot everything. It was just me, my character, and an angry Sans rattling his bones all over the mic. I was enjoying it, even if he tried to deconcentrate me with his jokes, that at the end were all just corny comments trying to make me flush but made me laugh instead.

I joked now and then as well, and hearing his laugh was such a gratifying feeling I couldn't do anything but to laugh with him. Besides, his laugh is quite contagious, and I'm easily influenced when other people laugh, so this got the best of me.

When I looked at the clock though, fear ran all over my body, and I stood quiet for some good minutes. I tried to contain my anxiety, to calm down. I took deep breaths and closed my eyes, telling myself I'll be just fine.

"(y/n), are you-"

"HOLY SHIT IT'S 1 AM WHAT THE FUCK- AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

...

Nice job, sweetie.

My mind was being a huge and stupid mess whenever those awful screams were out of my mouth. Sans wasn't answering, so I felt worse. I started panicking and creating ways to make him hate me less, and before I could say anything, I heard laughter.

His laughter.

"oh my god (y/n) you panic a lot" he said between breaths, while I just remained silent. What the- "i'm sorry, it's just... you should not worry about anything, k? remember you said tomorrow you don't have to work, k? just relax. nothing's wrong with staying late once in a while, right?"

"Wait, so you don't think I'm pathetic or anything like that?!"

"wha- of course not! everyone has their moments (y/n), and you have anxiety, for god's sake! it's totally normal for someone to freak out now and then. you shouldn't feel guilty of that"

How...

I felt tears trying to escape from my eyes and I hold them back, keeping my cool... temporarily. I draw a weak smile in my face, even if Sans couldn't see it.

"Thank you. I needed that" Aaaaaaaaaaaannnnnnnnd my voice broke down in the process. Shit.

"don't worry (y/n)" he said kindly, and I bet he was still wearing that permanent shit-eating grin. I chuckled to myself, slowly making tears disappear "hey, do you wanna meet up tomorrow? maybe you want some time to yourself, i know, but maybe you should try to interact more with people... since i'm assuming you don't"

I never thought I would get lectured by a skeleton. Guess life is unexpected, huh?

But I realized he was right. My social anxiety can only be solved by interacting with others. There is no escape, and I'm conscious of that. Besides, what can go wrong? Sans has been nothing but a nice guy, and I'm starting to enjoy his company a lot. Maybe I'll be able to consider him as a friend?

"I'd love that, thank you so much. I don't get to hang out often, so that means a lot"

"don't sweat it. everyone deserves a chance to express themselves"

We hung up the call with a quick "see you tomorrow" and I went straight to bed, never erasing that last sentence he said from my mind.

"Everyone deserves a chance to express themselves", huh? Maybe...

Maybe this is my chance

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*Sans's POV*

We hung up the call and I let out a sigh. I never realized I was playing until late, mostly because Papyrus didn't come for his bedtime story, and so I lose track of time. I was having a good time though, but I can't be stubborn and keep her up any longer. Not after she almost had a heart attack.

She's nice, and she seems pretty genuine. Doesn't look like the type of girl that should hide anything, not with that anxiety of hers. She's a goddess in Mortal Kombat, though. She knew how to use almost every fighter perfectly, and I felt like a punching bag with jokes in its interior. The more she won, the more I joked. At least she laughed... a lot, actually. She's a good audience, just like Tori.

Then I remembered she cursed when she was starting to freak out, and I started to wonder if she uses "strong" language daily. Or well, at least in her head.

I looked over that beautiful website called Youtube and watched some memes, that are truly gold if you ask me. A sick and dark sense of humor combined with random things and retards living their lives- in one word, perfection. I would also watch Tumblr, but that site gave me a good uncomfortable feeling that I don't want to relive any sooner. I also wanted to check Wattpad, but ever since I knew that it was mostly FanFiction, I thought more about it. Then I remember that Alphys told me she had an account and I immediately never went to that place...

Alphys is scary sometimes, no one can judge me. Her weird FanFictions are pretty much apart from anything I like to read or write...

And yes, I'm a writer.

That's why I thought Wattpad would be a good idea...

Thank God I changed my mind.

I'm mostly a science fiction lover, but drama and suspense are not that bad. I also like a lot of horror novels, but I'm no good at writing one my self. Believe me, I tried. It's hard to make it as noncliché as possible, considering that paranormalities are a huge cliché themselves.

I always include romance in my stories though. I realized it's quite essential in defining people's personalities and actions. Besides, romantic scenes leave a nice drama feeling when they are not exaggerated, so I try to put them once in a while.

I'm currently writing a novel instead of a short story, but it's hella difficult if you are bone dry of ideas. It takes a skele-ton of effort to come up with something good, and it's harder to put it in words. I also need to do some more research, since it includes scientific things...

Ah, sci-fi. What would I do without it?

I'm also a classic novel lover. Macbeth it's just wonderful and Journey to the Center of the Earth are old masterpieces that have a special place in my soul. I read them when I was a kid, and I would do it over and over. But I also want to see what new books the surface has to offer- one of my wildest dreams is to visit the biggest libraries around the world, like the ones in Paris or in Tokyo. But that has to wait.

I'm tired, but I never get myself to sleep. I suffer insomnia since... quite a few time, actually. It all started with the first reset of that goddamn flower; it started whenever I realized that the timeline theory was real and that, whoever got the power- the DETERMINATION- had the entire world at their hands.

Flowey was first, then Frisk came and had the power. Now I don't know if she has it anymore, considering we are at the surface and anyone could be more determined than her. But there's still a chance she has time and space at the tip of her fingers, and with a snap, she can make everything and everyone I love disappear.

That kid... she probably wants to see me suffer. After everything I've done to stop her, she hates me even more. She's selfish. She's a prick. And I'll never forgive her.

She knew I would remember when she did that. She killed everyone I loved, she destroyed the little hope I had on my home... and laughed at my face about it. That fight, that crazy look in her eyes... I have nightmares about it. Whenever I see the kid, a part of me replaces it with the painful memories of past timelines.

And I can't make them stop. I can't erase that devilish and empty smile Frisk had. I can't erase the vision of that flower becoming a God before my eyes.

I can't erase Papyrus's smile still with hope before turning to dust.

I shook my head and sighed. Out of all the times, I can't bring myself now into thinking like that... not anymore. We're on the Surface now, for God's sake! I should be happy because now I can fulfill my happiest dreams!

...

I lack the motivation, though.

There's no hope for me, or that's what I think.

I want the best for everyone (except Frisk and Flowey; screw them), but me? Heh, this old sack of bones won't be his usual self any sooner. It's just... it's just stupid to think I'll ever be the casual and relaxed skeleton ever again. I'm paranoid. I'm scared. I'm a fucking coward trying to protect his brother, but being too useless to do anything about it.

I can't go back to Snowdin. I can't go back to that goddamn house. I can't.

I glanced over my desk and noticed the folder with the things for my education. I let a sigh, knowing that I would never be able to keep up with that kind of stress. Not if my mind it's worried about something else.

I turned off the lights and went to my bed, trying to clear my mind. I let a new human enter my life, one older than Frisk...

That doesn't mean it's less dangerous.

That doesn't mean she's not a murderer...

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