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allaboutnayeli · 2 months ago

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F.T.L | m.leon x reader / i.engen x reader

summary: you find out mapi is cheating, so you get revenge in the best way possible: getting a taste of her lover.

author notes: figure out what F.T.L stands for :)

contains: mapi leon x reader, ingrid engen x reader, mapi leon x ingrid engen, medical university student!reader, tattoo artist!ingrid engen, this is full of cheating & lying, cheating used as a form of revenge, everyone is sorta a piece of shit sorryyy, tons of angst, this is NOT smut so don't even, toxicity, a prime example of what NOT to do in a relationship, this is very long cause i'm not leaving yall on a cliffhanger, this is very insane so buckle in 🙂🩷

playing B.A.S by megan thee stallion 🎵

"are you sure she's cheating and you aren't just overthinking?" your bestfriend, daniela, says. the brunette is sitting right next to you on her couch. one arm resting on the back of the couch, her face resting in the palm of her hand and the other hand holding a glass of white wine.

"i wouldn't just accuse her of something this bad if i didn't have a reason to be suspicious," you respond. you take a sip of your own wine to shove down the anger and sadness that's bubbling in your conscience. not that daniela would ever judge you if you did let those emotions show themselves. the woman has been your pillar since you started having these suspicions about your girlfriend, maria.

my name is maria, but everyone calls me mapi. i would rather you call me yours, though, is what the spaniard said the first time you two met. you thought the pickup line was so cringe and dorky, but at the same time, so cute coming from the tattooed brunette.

and that one line led to nearly four years of a loving relationship. what can you say? mapi is one of the sweetest people you know. she remembers small details like how you prefer oat milk than any other kind, so she always makes sure to get it when she does the grocery shopping or the way you used to complain about how tight your hair ties were, so she bought you extra stretchy ones. she's the cutest cat mom with bagheera being absolutely spoiled. mapi was also protective, good with kids, and so many great qualities.

she is also a cheater.

sweet, caring, certified cat lover, super dorky maria is a cheater.

you sat on this suspicion for a short while before booking it to daniela's while mapi is at her favorite tattoo shop getting another inked beauty; that darned tattoo shop.

"after nearly every appointment, she goes out for drinks with her tattoo artist. at first, i thought she just made a new friend, but she always came back home looking messier than usual.. smelling like some perfume.. and when i ask her what they did at the bar, she barely tells me anything," you explain, "and you know how mapi is! she's the type of person who wouldn't be able to stop talking even if it was to save her life."

daniela nods in agreement. anyone who spends even a few minutes around mapi knows how much the spanish woman likes to talk. if there was a guinness world record for the "biggest yapper" mapi would be a record holder.

"okay, i would be suspicious too," daniela says. you let out an exactly that makes her playfully hit your arm. "anyways, back to what i was saying.. what are you going to do about it? even if she isn't cheating, something is going on."

you purse your lips as you take in her question. what are you going to do? confronting her right away feels wrong when you don't have concrete evidence. randomly accusing your girlfriend to her face wouldn't go over well; mapi is a sweetheart, but hates when people say she did something she's sure she didn't.

after some thinking about it, you come up with an idea.

"i need actual proof.." you start to say. daniela gestures for you to hurry up as you trail off.

"i have to get access to her phone."

it's around eight when mapi comes back to you guys apartment. you're feeding bagheera dinner when the spaniard walks through the door.

not wanting to seem suspicious and also just genuinely missing your girlfriend (even if you did suspect she was being disloyal) after a long day of basically not seeing her, you pet bagheera before standing up and going over to the front door. mapi has already slipped off her shoes when you walk over. she's smiles when you come close.

"hola mi preciosa," she giggles when you give her a welcome back home peck, "how was your day, hm?"

"good.. but better now that you're here," you say, pulling her into a hug. it's warm and makes your heart flutter like usual. those flutters go away as you smell that unfamiliar perfume on mapi, reminding you of what you talked about with daniela. you hide your frown in mapi's neck.

"aweee. you missed me that bad?" mapi says when you pull yourself out of the hug. still holding onto her as you two move to the kitchen.

you roll your eyes at her sudden cockiness. it's an annoying but charming trait of hers. now you wonder if that same charm is what made another woman fall for her hard enough that she didn't care that mapi was already taken; if the woman even knows.

you push those thoughts away. playfully teasing her as you say, "no, i just didn't want to wash the dishes after eating dinner. now you can do it."

mapi perks up at the sound of dinner and then groans at the talk of dishes. that was her least favorite chore by far.

"cmon, amor. you know you wash the dishes way better than i do," she pouts at you, leaning against the kitchen island. that pout makes you smile (something that you reprimand yourself for mentally) as you get the lasagna out of the oven.

you hear the meow of bagheera as she comes over to mapi. the brunette bends down and picks up the black cat right away. kissing the top of the cat's head like she always does.

"i swear you love that cat more than me," you joke.

mapi shrugs, "can you fault me if i did? just look at her, babe. she's adorable." she holds up bagheera so that the cat's face is facing you. of course, the black cat looks adorable per usual. you might not have been there from the beginning, but you love bagheera just as much as mapi does.

"yeahh.. the cutest one in the house," you say before turning your attention to the lasagna. you make two plates of lasagna and grab both when you finish.

"grab us some drinks, will ya?" you walk from the kitchen to the table in the 'dining room', which is really just open space between the kitchen and living room that needed something to be filled up with.

mapi says a quick okay before setting down bagheera back on the floor (she gives her a kiss before she does, of course) and goes over to the fridge. she grabs a pink lemonade for you and a pepsi for herself. she follows after you, setting the drinks down on the table, then sits down.

"gracias, mi amor," she says when you place her plate down in front of her. once you sit down across from her, you say, "de nada."

you two eat a bit before you bring up the tattoo shop. mapi is rambling on about the meetings she had to attend in the morning,

"-and all he does is go on and on about basically nothing. i don't get how someone can talk so much.." the spaniard says in between bites. you let out a giggle at the irony of mapi, of all people, complaining about someone talking too much. the nice atmosphere sours a little (at least for you) as you think back to what you need to ask; just to confirm, this suspicion of yours isn't something you made it due up to overthinking.

"he sounds annoying as shit," you chuckle, easily sliding into the topic you really want to know about, "beside all that, how was your tattoo appointment?"

mapi visibly gets less chipper than she was while rambling. the change is subtle, she bites her lip and starts to sorta push around the food on her plate as she looks down at it like she's thinking about what to bite next.

your eyes flicker down to her lips. why is she being hot at this moment? the spanish woman really has no right when she's acting like she doesn't wanna talk about something that should be her favorite topic. mapi loves tattoos. everyone knows she loves tattoos, so why wouldn't she yap about her appointments like she does everything else?

she takes a bite of her lasagna before shrugging, "it was alright. i didn't get anything done, but i talked with my tattoo artist about the design i wanted."

you nod, waiting for her to continue on like she usually would with any other topic, but no.

mapi just goes back to eating. obviously waiting for you to reply back to her.

"that sounds nice, baby. what design did you pick?" you ask.

"uh, just a design of bagheera."

"that's adorable."

mapi smiles at you, "i know. i already have a few of her, but i want more, you know. she's getting older."

"yeah, she's becoming a grandma." that makes mapi laugh loudly, going right into joking around about bagheera's age. you join in and don't even say anything when the topic strays away from the tattoo shop.

you two talk about practically nothing, finishing the rest of the lasagna. now both of you are washing dishes instead of it just being mapi's chore. what can you say? you aren't able to resist her puppy eyes even when all you think about when you see them now is if she ever used those on another woman romantically.

"are you ready for our date tomorrow?" you say, drying off a plate mapi handed you.

she smiles, "of course. i have been missing our date days. i'm so ready to spend the entire day with the prettiest woman i know." she turns towards you, puckering her lips for a kiss. you giggle and peck her lips a few times.

"you really think that?" you say. it comes out playful, but there is vulnerability lingering at its edges. in mapi's eyes is some concern, she knows you like the back of her hand. of course she would notice if you sound insecure.

mapi puts down the plate in the sink and dries her hands before pulling you close to her. she kisses the side of your face as her arms hold onto your waist, "why wouldn't i? just look at you. the love of my life."

usually, her words would reassure you right away, but not now. not when you are sure she's cheating on you. if you're so beautiful then why is she fucking around with someone else?

you don't let those thoughts influence your actions, though, as you hold onto her tighter. if you hold on a little longer, maybe you can pretend that mapi just really likes that tattoo shop and isn't doing anything strange. maybe you can pretend she's still all yours.

mapi lets you be the one to pull away, kissing you right away. then when that ends, she smiles, "i'm gonna finish up these plates, then shower. just go relax, okay?"

you nod, pecking her lips again before leaving the kitchen. you go to sit on the couch, bagheera coming over to sit on your lap. a cuddle session starts as bagheera snuggles up to you. the only sounds in the apartment is the tv playing, bagheera's purring, and mapi's humming as she washes the dishes as the woman can't even be silent when doing that.

soon enough, the sound of the water running stops. mapi says, "i'm going to go shower first. i'll be out in thirty. can you put my phone on the charger for me, amor?"

"mhm, sure!" this is finally your chance to check mapi's phone. you kiss the top of bagheera's head before letting her get off your lap, so you can go grab mapi's phone.

you reach the counter where she left the device on. your heart starts racing as you pick it up. just do a quick look, then put it on the charger you tell yourself as you start to type in mapi's password.

it doesn't work.

the password that mapi has been using since you two have been together isn't working.

"what the fuck..?" you murmur, trying the password one more time before just accepting that she changed it. you already have some evidence just from this because why would she change it? this also foils your plans. how can you get in her phone?

you decide you need to call daniela later and figure out a different plan.

right when you set down the phone back on the counter, a text pops up.

ingrid 💕

wish you could have stayed-

only the start of the message shows, and when you try to tap on it to see the rest, it says you have to unlock the phone. your heart feels like it's going to beat out of your chest as you tap on the message again, reading it over and over again. who the fuck is ingrid?

you have to get into her phone and soon.

you realize time is ticking. mapi won't be in the shower forever. quickly, you go and put her phone on the charger. your heart beat is not calming down even when you pick up bagheera from her cat tree and start to cuddle with her again. the contrast of bagheera being so calm and sleepy to your internal panic and hurt is laughable, but the black cat is grounding in a way. in the same way that mapi once was.

you sigh as you think about what this all could lead to. definitely a break-up, but you weren't gonna just leave and let mapi live in peace with.. ingrid. whoever the hell that is.

you are still deep into the mourning the lost of your relationship when mapi comes out of your bedroom. she's dressed in her usual oversized white t-shirt and shorts so short it looks like she isn't wearing any at all.

cute is what you would of thought if this was a week or two ago when you weren't sure that your girlfriend wasn't enjoying the company of someone else behind your back.

however, just because you figured mapi is cheating or doing something wrong doesn't mean all your feelings go away like a switch. you still find mapi very cute with that freshly washed, sleepy look on her face. you still want to get up and go kiss her on your way to the bathroom like you always do,

so you do. when you get off the couch, you make sure to stop and give mapi a long kiss. "you're adorable," you say when you pull away. enjoying the way her lips are slightly swollen. the spanish woman giggles, pecking your lips once more.

"you're even cuter," she says before leaving your side to go to the couch. immediately cuddling up to bagheera just like you were earlier.

you go into your bedroom, grab your pajamas, and then go into the bathroom. whether to shower with cold or hot water is a battle for you. the cold will make you have goosebumps. it'll shock you enough that for a quick second, you won't even think about this. but the hot water will burn your skin and warm up your heart that feel like it's already melting from the outside.

hot it is.

as the first few water droplets fall down onto your body, you let out a sigh. the warmth of the water feels so good but makes your mind feel so hazy, you hate it but you love it and damn you wish this wasn't happening right now.

maybe it wasn't.

maybe when you finish doing this and walk out of this bathroom, mapi wouldn't be a cheater. her password would be the same. ingrid, whoever she is, wouldn't even be in the equation. you would just go out there and cuddle with mapi like you always do, then go to sleep together like you always do then you two would go on a date and everything will be perfect like they always been.

has it always been perfect? how long has this cheating thing been going on? has mapi been cheating on the entire time? is mapi even trustworthy?

and what about ingrid? who is she? is she hotter than you? talks better than you? has a better job than you? is she some fucking bombshell who you can't even compare to?

why? when? how? who? why?

why the fuck would mapi do this to you?

"amor!" the voice of mapi shakes you out of your thoughts. she knocks on the bathroom door. when you don't reply right away, she says, "can i come in? i need to piss."

your mind moves slower than it should as you take in what she said. would it be wrong of you not to want her in here? not when you feel so vulnerable that it's like your skin was stripped off of you.

"uh.. i'll be out quick. can you wait? please?" you say. stumbling to start actually washing your body instead of just standing under the water.

mapi doesn't reply but moves away from the door. concern overtakes her mind as she goes back over to the couch. you two have been together for almost four years now. you have seen her in every way, and she has seen you every way, so what's so crazy about her using the bathroom while you shower? she thinks back to earlier when you asked her if she really thinks you're the prettiest woman she knows. the insecure tone you had didn't escape past her. is it because of that? if it is then why are you feeling insecure in the first place? mapi thinks over the last few months and nothing comes up for why you would feel that way.

unless you knew about ingrid, but you couldn't know about ingrid because mapi has been careful. she still has been the most loving girlfriend towards you, so nothing would be suspicious. of course, mapi hasn't been loving just because she wanted to make sure you didn't catch that she's sneaking behind your back, she genuinely still cares for you.

you definitely don't know about ingrid. this is just one of those times when you need extra reassurance which mapi is fine with giving.

she loves you.

she swears she does.

"you can go piss now," your voice pulls mapi out of the chaos that is currently her mind. in the time of her panicking and being concerned, you had finished showering and changed. now you're standing next to the couch. she smiles as her eyes land on you. "look at youu. all clean and cute," she says after standing up. you slightly flush at the compliment (even though you don't want to. it's a natural reaction, okay?)

"shut up and go piss." you giggle, moving past her to sit down on the couch. mapi playfully blows you a kiss before leaving out of the room. the interaction between you two should make your heart feel fond, but how can it when in the back of your mind is the reminder that mapi is probably acting this way with someone else when you aren't around. you wish you could blow away all of these feelings you have for her, but you can't so you just let bagheera come cuddle you.

and when mapi comes back into the living room, a large blanket in hand, you still cuddle up to her while you two watch cartoons. this is something you will definitely miss when you leave her. the thought of leaving mapi is not one you want to think about right now, so you push it to the side and snuggle up more to the spaniard.

it's easy to pretend everything is the same if you don't think about anything.

an hour later, you're laying in bed, staring up at the ceiling while mapi cuddles you. her head is on your chest, her arm around your waist. you can feel the gentle exhale and inhale of her body.

it should calm you. right now, you should be rubbing small circles on her back under her shirt. you should be kissing the top of her head at random until you let the clutches of sleep take you.

but you can't.

your body feels frozen as you lay there. how many times have mapi been like this with ingrid? the thought fills you up with dread, anger, sadness, disgust. jealousy.

what about her makes her so much better than you?

you haven't been giving mapi all the attention she deserves, but only because you're trying not to fail your classes in pre-med. staying on campus until late doesn't give you the same whimsy feeling as sitting around with mapi doing nothing or going out with mapi or just existing alongside her.

if only you could detach yourself right now.

if only this was one big misunderstanding.

if only this wasn't happening.

you wish you was stuck in a dream right now and all you had to do was shake yourself awake.

why?

maria, why?

you lay there for another hour, just letting your thoughts trample you, then you slip away. the sight of mapi cuddling up to the pillow that's supposed to be you makes you smile and want to cry.

you do cry.

as you step onto the balcony attached to the living room, phone in hand, the sound of ringing joining in the busy sounds of barcelona's nightlife.

"it's nearly one am and i have a eight am class tomorrow so this better be-"

"i saw a text," you interrupt her. you don't mean to, but you have been keeping this to yourself since you saw it.

daniela doesn't speak for a few minutes. you hear the shuffle of her covers and the click of a lamp being turned on. then she says, "from the chick she's cheating with?"

"her name is ingrid. mapi has a contact saved with a heart, a fucking heart. i couldn't see the entire text, right?" daniela says a small right. "so i tried to unlock her phone and she changed her password! mapi changed her password and i swear she has probably had the same password since like high-school because you know she can be forgetful and-"

"slow the fuck down. my brain can't keep up with all that, and you are working yourself up. calm down, y/n," daniela says. you stop talking, allowing yourself to just breathe for a minute, but that doesn't mean your blood stops boiling.

"i am trying to calm down but dani, my girlfriend is cheating on me for fucks sake!" you don't mean to shout at her, but you do. thankfully, you're outside, so mapi couldn't have heard you.

"okay! okay. alright, sorry," daniela sighs, "so you saw a text from some chick named ingrid, tried to see the full text, and couldn't get into mapi's phone because she changed her password?"

"yes.."

"okay, listen. this is what you're gonna do."

the next morning, you wake up to the smell of bacon and the sound of jazz music playing. you slide out of bed and walk out into the living room to the sight of mapi looking pretty in the kitchen as she cooks. she's already dressed, unlike you. instead of immediately saying good morning, you just enjoy the sight for the few minutes that you do. this is something you will miss, so what's wrong with indulging a little?

mapi doesn't notice your presence right away, too distracted with the music, cooking, and her own singing. it's only when she turns to the kitchen island to change the song playing on her phone that she sees you. a smile blooms on her lips right away. "buenos dias, amor. how long have you been there?" mapi moves from in the kitchen to where you are in the living room.

"long enough to hear your horrible vocals," you say as she pulls you into her arms.

"they aren't," she pecks your lips, "horrible."

"i think our neighbors would disagree."

"they should be lucky i'm giving them a free performance. i could be the next-" you shut her up by kissing her. it starts off lazy, but soon you are more forceful; not for the usual reason, though. it's not passion driving you to press against mapi, but anger.

your almost make-out session is interrupted by the slight smell of burning. "shit, the bacon," mapi lets go of you before speed-walking to the kitchen.

she's able to cut off the stove before any of the bacon truly burns. thankfully, the fire alarm doesn't go off. your neighbors would really hate that. you walk over to the kitchen, going to lean against the kitchen island. you watch mapi as she plates breakfast for the two of you. now that you are actually standing in the kitchen instead of looking from afar, you can see mapi has cooked more than just bacon. there are toast and scrambled eggs as well. the warmth that suddenly blooms in your heart irks you and, at the same time, saddens you. this is a domestic scene that mapi and you have been in many times. the spanish woman loves to cook for you, but what's to say she doesn't love cooking for her little secret?

"thank you for all this, babe," you say when she hands your plate to you. mapi laughs off your thanks, saying something along the lines of i'm your girlfriend it's my job inbetween bites of bacon. usually, you two would sit at the dining table and eat, but today, yall opt for sitting at the kitchen island.

your shoulders rub against each other as you eat. of course, mapi yaps in between bites. mostly about all the activities she has planned for you two the entire day, how she hopes you are impressed, and that yall should match since it is a date day today. you keep up with her good enough. she has been your girlfriend for nearly four years now, after all. just responding back from time to time keeps her happy. mapi doesn't really need a reply to continue talking anyway, just your attention.

you finish eating before mapi (to neither of yours surprise), so you go to wash the dishes and let mapi play with bagheera for a bit. that only takes ten minutes or so then you are off to the bathroom to get ready for the day, making sure to kiss both of your girls before you do. bagheera lets out a meow when you leave her eyesight, but soon her attention is redirected elsewhere as mapi starts to rile her up.

when you step into the shower, all the emotions you were putting behind a lovesick mask can show themselves. the bitter taste that feels your mouth, the betrayal that burns your throat, the guilt that grips onto your shoulders. you shouldn't even be feeling guilty right now. not when mapi is the one who betrayed your loyalty. still, the sting of guilt lingers around your skin, burning you. in a perfect world, you would be feeling like shit for even thinking that mapi, your sweet, perfect, mapi was cheating. your bestfriend would shake your shoulders and say, "are you stupid? that woman is inlove with you." instead, you were met with okay, i would be suspicious too. you try to lift that dread that pools in your stomach by thinking about how fun this day is going to be,

and how you should savor it since it's going to be one of the last.

author notes: this is an lesson on how you shouldn't trust anyone's words.. JK but fr sorry for the cliffhanger, this was just getting way too long. part two coming soon 🩷 (this is not grammar checked bare with me yall)

#mapi leon x reader #fc barcelona x reader #woso x reader #woso angst

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a-most-beloved-fool · 26 days ago

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What do you think about the AOS Kirk x Old Spock ship? I would have liked to see a deleted scene in AOS2 or AOS3 or at least a hint that Aos Kirk visited old spock, not for something romantic or sexual but simply because they had a friendship, old spock seems to be so lonely….

I can totally see the appeal of this ship for doomed romance reasons! It could be very compelling, if done well. (I think I've seen a few fics like that, but I haven't read them, in part because I like happy endings, and in part because I do prefer it when they're with the one from their Own universe, but there's a hell of a lot of potential. actually, there was one that i read because it was mistagged, but it was also. like. character assassination of the aos guys To The Extreme, like holy hell wtf NONE OF THEM WOULD ACT LIKE THAT. i get that aos kirk is apparently your little pooky but WHY did you decide that Every Other AOS character is apparently the devil incarnate? why are spock and uhura like that?? what did SULU do??? god, even bones??? wtf.)

I personally don't really ship it because I do kind of think that Prime wouldn't want to take Kirk away from his own Spock. (I know Spock is technically with Uhura, but. I'm a gay Spock truther, I'm afraid.)

I also kinda think that Prime would still miss his own Kirk and wouldn't actually be able to just. move on to a Kirk from a different universe. This wasn't the same Kirk he'd lived his life with, after all. He was still Kirk, but he didn't have the memories and experiences. (I think Prime would feel irrationally guilty about this - he'd remember his own Kirk still accepting him after the Fal Tor Pan, when he didn't remember their life together, and he'd ask himself why he couldn't bring himself to do the same for this Kirk.)

I could easily see early-aos Kirk crushing hard on him, though, (at least with how I've seen him written in fics) just because, well, Prime is kind to him, and genuinely cares. Like, if you've had a bit of a messed up life, and no good parental figures or support systems, I can see how the sort of blatant adoration Prime would direct towards Kirk would just. instantly win him over. Prime smiles at him and tells him 'good job' very sincerely and Kirk starts experiencing shrimp emotions. (Though he's been introduced to a bit of kindness by then, mostly from Bones and Pike, but still. I think it would hit hard.)

Of course, then his Spock would warm to him, and they'd just kinda connect and many of the ooey good feelings caused by Prime might snap onto Spock, and Kirk would very suddenly go from "haha i want this old man to pat me on the head please what who said that" to "oh fuck oh shit i'm in love with this guy and really want him to like me as much as his old man self does".

I do love the idea of them having a friendship, though. Prime does seem lonely, and I can't imagine ANY Kirk being. just. okay, with letting any version Spock be alone. I feel like Kirk would randomly show up at Prime's house, hotdish* in tow, and be like, "I brought dinner, get in here, we're socializing!" or call him up out of the blue to complain about Spock or paperwork or just to talk.

Prime, I expect, is delighted by this. And, just like Kirk would get protective over Prime, I think Prime would be really protective of both Kirk and his younger counterpart. Kirk could call him at literally any time of day or night, and Prime would answer without question.

(Personally, my favorite dynamic is Kirk adopting Prime as his penpal and friend, and then Spock getting. confusedly jealous, while really most of what Kirk is doing is talking to Prime about his totally hopeless crush on Spock and ask for wooing advice (which Prime only occasionally gives. he can't change the universe too much after all). Prime, of course, is absolutely delighted to be able to watch this younger kirk and spock fall in love. idk, he's a sappy old man. it's an excuse to be unbearably sentimental about his own past. he watches them court and his heart aches, but it's sweet, y'know? it's a sweet pain.)

(and of course the real best case scenario involves kirk and spock pulling kirk prime out of the nexus and depositing him on spock prime's doorstep. let prime have a happy ending, dammit! give him his kirk back! and then all four of them have supremely awkward double dates lmao. kirk and spock prime are Besties while spock and kirk prime are. uncomfortable.)

also do bare in mind that i haven't actually seen all the aos movies whoopsie so take this. with salt.

*kirk is a midwesterner, so you know it's hotdish and not casserole. he has very strong feelings about this.

#ok i gotta stop writing such long responses to things. oops. many words. my bad.#sorry for the random 'complaining about the fic' interlude i remembered it in the middle of writing this and got mad about it again lmao #i suspect that the Pathetic Wet Dog kirk is a bit exaggerated by fic but that's the version who would crush on prime #aos #spirk #spock #spock prime #james t kirk #ask

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polaritiesoop · 5 months ago

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Gem and Lizzie would make for fun enemies as I think they would make great for a duo. Is it just me? Like better if it's one sided rivalry like with Joel and Scott. Lizzie is confused, Gem is bloodthirsty. Must be just me and my pirate concept with pirate captain Gem and her beef with the ocean and Lizzie as the Ocean Queen.

lemme rant about my concept

Gem is cursed by some ancient entity to shift into an ocean siren hit with the urge to eat people and longing to breathe underwater, she hates it because her siren features are slowly becoming permanent almost replacing her hybrid features of being a deer. Which she is devastated of as she is the sole survivor of her village kind. At some point she and her crew rescued Joel from captivity as he was a prince of a kingdom in the middle of a war. And Joel has the attention of Ocean Queen Lizzie, straight up being courted by her and he has an embarrassing crush on her yet is oblivious. When Gem realizes Joel is connected with her, she keeps Joel captive and demands Lizzie to cure her curse. Lizzie, who was not the one to cast the curse nor is she powerful enough to undo a curse, is confused on why Gem is being so hostile and keeping her from seeing Joel. They would have squabbles in the ocean and Lizzie is just half confused and half annoyed that Gem keeps fighting her. Plus she's embarrassed because Gem wins nearly all the time. Of course it eventually develops into friendship through the different misadventures of Gem and her crew.... And Lizzie is there on the ocean cuz she can't really stay much on land and Gem would aim for her head if she ever tries to take a step on their ship. she really wants to join the crew but Gem keeps refusing. Joel feels like Gem is acting like a parent keeping him away from Lizzie, Taylor Swift's Romeo and Juliet style of goofy lovestory.

Gem's crew consist most of the magical mt. cast that might be also cursed like Gem in diff. ways and so each of them have their own stories. Scar is a wanted criminal and vex hybrid and might/might've not stolen an important artifact from the last cannibal cult he was a part of (triple whammy) and might/might not be threatened every time with death because he got the attention of an ancient entity, I wonder why? Grian is a runaway prince that teenaged Gem had the unfortunate time with when he sneaked into the pirate ship of another crew Gem was once a cabin girl for. Now he is in Gem's crew disguised as a middle aged fisherman that contributes jack shit on the crew, but can't be kicked out cause he's a great fighter and the Snail Colony both cursed Gem and Grian as their servants and they are inseparable by contract. Skizz was supposed to assassinate Joel, but had grown fond of the man while taking on the role as his personal knight, and so was protecting him all the time when Prince Joel was kidnapped and the two of them formed a deeper friendship when they were kept captive . Skizz is definitely an ancient entity that is not aware he is one, has an awful amnesia of his divinity, and will start to remember while having a second go at puberty in the form of wings. Many Many sprouting wings. Impulse has a touch with death, he does not know why but he is happy to see his bestfriend Skizz again! He is plagued by the ghosts that start to randomly haunt their ship but he knows it's because of Scar...because they keep telling him to kill Scar. Oh, and Impulse encounters ghostly Joel clones pretending to be Joel of a variety of killing moods, for whatever reason they are targeting Skizz. Something is not right with Joel.

What about Mumbo? uhhhhh Normal Guy™. Genuinely loves to tend to the ship be it redstone and building. Experiences all the horrors of his friends' curses first hand. Does help them and somehow always at the scene of the crime but also at the resolution of said crime. It's almost suspicious how he keeps surviving....

Yeah, so pirates, lotsa ancient entities and curses and cults and crazy island colonies with more curses. but most importantly. snails. and the moon might start cash landing on earth because for some reason the moon goddess (Pearl duh) is now on earth and her powers are gone and Gem needs to help her. Somehow.

#geminitay #ldshadowlady #trafficblr #traffic series #hermitcraft season 10 #magical mountain #fanfic ideas #jizzie #hermitcraft

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vad-hander · 4 months ago

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LET’S KEEP IT SECRET Pt.6

pairing: Jaehyun x reader x Yuta

others: SM Rookies, multiple SM and JYP idols

words: 5k

side note: as usual, I'll appreciate all your feedback and thoughts!

“I think my childhood friend haunts me in my dreams.“ You stared off into the night sky on the balcony in your dorm. The dorm that was new and fresh and oh so comfortable, with air conditioning and what felt impossible at this point - less roommates.

It was just you and one more girl in your room and you couldn’t be any happier, because she did ballet classes as additional education and 3 days a week you had your room all to yourself for additional 3 hours. Since your’s and Yeji’s schedules were literally mirrored by now, you’d often spend those additional free hours on dance- or vocal practicing. It was one of those days and the two of you walked out to breathe in fresh air after sweating yourself on a SHINee choreography.

“What?“ Yeji chuckled at the statement. It did sound a little funny, you had to admit, you did need to elaborate.

“Yeah. I get absolutely not related to anything dreams and in those, somehow, there’s the same person, and I don’t even see their face, just like deep down know who I am looking at.“ Your articulated with your hands. Thinking about those dreams made you feel funny, because they were projecting something you clearly didn’t feel. You couldn’t understand where all those feelings in your dreams came from and you couldn’t describe the feeling with any word but funny. “All those weird things happen in my dream and somehow when I wake up, and maybe while I’m dreaming too, I have this heavy feeling in my chest.“ You physically had to stop because you were starting to feel heavy once again. “Like I’m so deeply in love with them and in that dream world I know as a fact, that we’re attracted to each other and it’s like a crazy rollercoaster for us to be together, and sometimes it’s a happy ending sometimes not really. Sometimes I wake up before I can get to any logical ending.“

“Wah. Do you see correlation between dreams and what happened with you and that friend in real life?“ She smiled curiously.

“No, we don’t even talk anymore, I haven’t heard of that friend or seen them in a long ass while, but I get these dreams literally out of the blue. Even if I’d purposefully think of that person - nothing, and then randomly one day I wake up and realise what just happened. Sometimes I don’t even remember my dream for a half a day and then randomly it hits me. And I get uncomfortable thinking of it.“ You pouted and took a look at Yeji.

“It sounds a little crazy. I think I read somewhere we can see random people and things in our dreams. Not related to anything. Maybe your case is the dream isn’t related to anything. Or maybe your friend think of you and somehow call for you in dreams?“ She chuckled, trying to sound spooky or whatever.

“Well I feel like I’m being haunted.“ You admitted. You hated waking up everyday and thinking of Jaehyun.

“Maybe you had those feelings for your friend back when you were friends?“ Feelings? For Jaehyun? Yeah, no. You almost said it out loud how ridicules the thought seemed to you.

“I don’t think so. I had someone I actually liked-“ wow, this was a dangerous path, you had to be really careful with what you were saying.

“Then maybe that’s how your friend felt? Was that a boy or a girl? What if that person misses you?“

“To be fair that’s not impossible, we did lose contact in a weird way, but he for sure isn’t thinking of me like that. There has never been even a hint on his side.“

“Why does it bother you?“ Yeji faced you properly, curious. You didn’t even know yourself, why it bothered you so much. It just did and you felt like it was safe enough to share those feelings with the girl.

“I don’t like feeling like I’m in love with someone when I’m not.“

“It’s just dreams. It’s not like you love each other, especially if you lost contact.“ She shrugged, she wasn’t bothered by what you were feeling and saying. You wished you could relate.

“Yeah.“

“Just think of how would JYP react if he heard this.“ Yeji giggled, imagining your producers’ reaction. He had a specifically wild reactions to anything relationship related.

“I don’t want to imagine this. He’d most likely disown me in a second.“

“He’d literally flip out, and we wouldn’t want that. We both know what your real goal is. Don’t even think about it like that.“

“You’re right.“ You two paused, both in your own world. “Ugh, now whenever I get these dreams I feel like our producer’s going to pop out and scold me.“ You giggled, followed by Yeji.

“Do you have this friends’ phone number? Maybe you should reach out and ask how he’s doing. Then you’ll understand these dreams are fictional, and could continue on with your life.“

“Wah-no, I wouldn’t call him. Nor text or even breathe his way.“ You panicked immediately.

“Why?“ Well because it’s been a little under a year since your graduation and you haven’t seen him since then. Like, at all, and TV didn’t count. You were just ignoring his endless wish to continue your friendship and it hasn’t been too long since he finally gave in. You wanted Jaehyun to realise you grew apart, you wanted him to realise childhood friends go sometimes and you were two friends that took different paths. End of story. It doesn’t matter that you didn’t want to part ways, it doesn’t matter there was not even a reason for you part ways. You just felt so tired of this constant comparison from Yuta, and even worse in your brain sometimes of your boyfriend and friend. You had to let go of one, to make the other one, and more importantly YOU, make feel better. And you knew, that letting go of your boyfriend wasn’t the right thing to do.

“We’re not friends anymore. I hate that sort of thing, popping out of nowhere when it’s unneeded.“

“Yuta?“ You chirped into the phone excitedly, you just got the news and first thing you did walking out the building - dialled his phone number.

“Yes, love, what’s up?“ He cleared his voice in what seemed to be confusion, like he just woke up or something.

“What date you said you’re going to be in LA?“ You started from afar, clearly excited and clearly having difficulties keeping yourself at bay.

“Ugh, I don’t remember. Wait a minute I’ll check our schedule. Why? Anything happen on those dates?“ you waited patiently for his confirmation, before you could tell him anything. “October 4th to 9th, why?“ Your breath hitched, you were too close to miss out on him.

“I’m going to LA.“

“Huh?"

“With a few other girls, we’re going there to train for a couple of weeks before returning home for a final debuting decision. We’re coming on 6th. This is our first trip together just you and me kind of chance.“

“Baby, that’s awesome- Your debut-“ Yuta gasped and seemed much more lively than before. It was so sweet, that he was excited for you.

“No, don’t say anything like about my debut before it’s set. I only care about both of us being in LA at the same time.“

“Okay.“

“I’ll look up things we could do.“

“Okay“

“I love you.“ You whispered under your breath excited. “This is going to be so good.“

“We’re attending some award on 8th and leave early on 9th, but other than that, I’m all yours.“

“Just one night?“ You were hoping for more, how did it come short to just one night, you pouted to yourself.

“I’m still excited even for one night. Love you, need to go.“

You didn’t just walk back home, you flew on hope and excitement and much more and you were buzzed and you went on with that buzz for the upcoming week, looking up things in LA, marking up places in Notes you could possibly visit, choosing options in case Yuta wouldn’t like your TOP-choice. You couldn’t think of what followed after that trip, you couldn’t think of the final decision on debut. You busied yourself like crazy, because it was pleasures being busy planning your date with Yuta and because it only felt right to focus on this. During practice breaks your brain still wandered to the main issue - it was you and 7 other girls, you all worked hard, you were all honestly worth the debut, but no one gave you even a single hint on the number of people in the final line up. You all just saw those papers saying Q1 2019 debut of a girl group and prayed you were part of it. It was supposed to make you feel better - less pressure to show off you skills, but honestly - everyone were on verge of breaking down.You only held yourself together because you went through this once already.

You worked hard to erase previous memories, but you were scared. They still called you their backbone, secret weapon, main event and secret trainee, still told you were the centre of the planned group, but you won’t be able to crawl out of one more mental breakdown if things go south, you won’t be able to recover if this ends up as a fail too.

Finally It came down to the packing day and right after that it finally came to the trip day. You got into the van and off to Incheon. None of you was sure if it was planned or a surprise for everyone - there were a few people with cameras at the Gate 2 entrance. All 8 of you panicked, you didn’t even understand what happened at first, looking around for some celebrity behind you, when the flash started to blind your little group. It took you a little time realising the cameras were pointed at you, you watched Yeji grab onto her face hidden behind the face mask and did the same in panic, lowering your head so the visor of your cap hid your eyes. You were just a bunch of girls that had a very questionable amount of supporters due to pre-debut activities, but mostly it was so low key you couldn’t even imagine someone gathering up to see you at the airport. Or more like, spending money on getting such information. The staffs gestured for you to move quickly and you trailed behind your manager like baby ducklings, finally escaping the following in the boarding area. Despite the shock, it somehow made the mood of everyone so light and positive. Neither of you could believe it was real - that people wanted to see you, you couldn’t stop daydreaming what would it be like leaving for schedules as a group, boarding in business, and not in economy like you had to now.

You arrived at LAX safely and most importantly - calmly, getting into another van and transferring to what surprised you - a house. You weren’t used to this lifestyle, you all grew up in apartments, staying in a big mansion in the middle of the 2-story America made all of you excited.

“Wait, how many rooms is in this building?“ Lily wondered.

“Definitely more than in our previous dorm.“ Somi laughed and ran through the corridor.

“Okay, listen up.“ The older manager clapped her hands. “There’s 6 rooms, since we have staffs on this trip, some of you need to stay in a room together.“ You and Yeji immediately grabbed each others hands. “There’s a 3-people room and a 2-people room mostly.“ Your fingers automatically grabbed Ryujin’s shoulder, forcing the girl to stand with you two, poor girl almost tripped over the bag behind her.

“We can share a room.“ Yeji announced what you implied and you nodded your heads in unison, Ryujin happily agreeing.

“Okay, go make yourself at home. Three weeks of hard work are upcoming. We have time to go out to the city today, so be ready to leave at 6.“

The three of you trailed off excitedly into your room.

[17:02] to Yuta<3: <Location shared>

[17:02] to Yuta<3: I’m in the city!!!

[17:02] to Yuta<3: We’re staying in a cool west la house

[17:03] to Yuta<3: Wby?

[17:04] from Yuta<3: Ironically, koreatown

[17:04] to Yuta<3: kkkkkk

[17:05] from Yuta<3: I was thinking if we could see each other tonight?

[17:06] to Yuta<3: How do we make it work?

[17:07] to Yuta<3: We’re going somewhere for dinner, I don’t think they’ll let me disappear on my own like that.

[17:10] from Yuta<3: Send me your location when you’ll arrive

[17:14] from Yuta<3: We’ll see what’s possible

[17:14] from Yuta<3: Love you

[17:14] to Yuta<3:I love you

Now, despite the jet lag you wanted to look presentable, you wanted to always do your best when it came to Yuta. You quickly unlocked your suitcase, searching for a dress you packed just in case in 10s of training pants and shirts. You took a shower to feel fresh and packed a purse with necessities, earphones, tissues, a mirror, you found your passport, opening it just in case - your eyes darted towards its cover, where you always carried things like sim-cards, tickets, anything, to be fair, that fit. You pulled on a piece of paper and felt a lump in your throat.

It was you and Jaehyun on your graduation day - his whiskers on display, just like you’d hoped they would. You didn’t need to look at the second piece of paper, it was the second photo of you staring at Jaehyun. You printed those to gift him back at the start of last year, but then everything changed and you just put them away and forgot they existed. You felt a little pinch on your heart and put the photos away back into the passport cover, pulling the one under outside and on top of the other.. You won’t have a chance to give him those anyway. You put your passport in the bag as well and was ready to leave. Finally both Yeji and Ryujin were done and you left the room at 5 minutes to 6, teasing collectively the manager that was late by 2 minutes.

As you promised, the moment you stepped foot in the restaurant, you sent Yuta the location. You were starving, deciding on eating first - walking later. You were just trainees, you didn’t have real money to dine at restaurants, so everything was company paid. You couldn’t stop talking between each other that company paying for a fancy dinner with meat and dessert MUST mean something. It just must.

You were moving to dessert, when your phone ringed and you felt hot. You were so busy yapping with the girls and eating good food you forgot completely that you sent Yuta the address.

[19:14] from Yuta<3:Come outside, will you?

Your legs moved faster than your tongue was able to tell everyone you left for the bathroom. You didn’t walk - you sprinted out to the street, your eyes immediately catching Yuta’s faded pinkish hair, you wheezed and a few people turned their heads at the crazy sound you made, taking off in his direction. Your arms immediately weaved around Yuta’s neck, you felt his palms encourage your legs to jump-hug him and you did so just how he wanted it.

“Yuta.“ you breathed, your mouth clasping onto his before he could even say a word. “I missed you.“

“Hi baby.“ He smiled, satisfied that his surprise worked, that you were happy, that he was seeing you in real flesh.

“What are you doing here?“ Your feet met with the ground once again, but you couldn’t unglue yourself from Yuta. “Girls and management are all inside. I can’t be here for too long.“

“I know, I just couldn’t go to sleep knowing we’re in the same city and not see you.“ You kissed him once again, immediately inviting his tongue to dance in unison with yours. You didn’t have time and you needed to drink up all of Yuta in this short time. It’s been a little too long since your last hourly motel-date and you needed more of him at all costs.

“I can’t let go of you now.“ You whined in his mouth. “Can you take me somewhere with only you and me?“

“Mmh.“ Yuta’s fingers squeezed your side. “I will, I promise.“ Yuta pressed his body more against yours, you mewled, you didn’t want to move. You loved him so fucking much. “Do you have your phone? Or anything?“

“No, why?“

“Come inside and bring your things.“

“I can’t leave.“ You protested weakly into his ear.

“I know, love, but can you?“

“I can’t promise I’ll return because this is going to be suspicious, but okay.“ You nodded and felt Yuta’s lips on yours, before he pushed you back to the restaurants entrance.

“Baby?“ You turned around at the call “You look fucking beautiful.“ you beamed, biting on your cheeks and lips to calm yourself down before returning to the table.

“Are you okay?“ Yeji asked concerned.

“Yes, just need my bag, a little something happened.“ You made your eyes wider and giggled and left before more questions could pop out. You quickly returned to the spot where you left Yuta, he smirked teasingly and kissed you once again, like he didn’t see you just a minute ago.

“Can you give me your passport?“

“Yeah, hold up.“ You chuckled at the question, whatever he needed it for. You found the needed paper and handed it to Yuta. His fingers moved to the cover, looking for something in there.

“Where’s your ID? Isn’t it usually here?“ he chuckled and pulled on the pieces of paper that replaced your ID because you switched them in place just a couple of hours ago on accident.

“On the other side.“ You chuckled, and gestured for him to look on the other side of the cover. Yuta let go of the papers and moved his attention and you didn’t even realise before that you were holding your breath. You watched Yuta fish his phone out and take a pic of it. “Why?“ you smiled confused.

“Will tell you later.“ Yuta beamed, you wanted to kiss him, but your phone rang and you moved your attention to the screen.

“Hi, dad!“ You exclaimed excitedly and turned away from Yuta still holding on to your passport. If you turned back around just a moment earlier, you would’ve caught a glance of him pushing back the photos into the cover. “Yes, we’re in LA already. I forgot to call you, I’m sorry, we’re in the city having a dinner. I’ll send you pics.“ You smiled at your dad’s reply. Yuta smiled in return as he watched you speak, closing the distance, Yuta returned your passport to you, mouthing ‘I have to go’ and kissing your cheek before you could protest. He walked off so quickly and your dad called for you on the line and you could only focus on one thing so you just continued the conversation. “No, dad, it’s fine. The dinner is on company, I don’t need money.“ You smiled into the phone.

“Y/n, is everything okay?“ You heard the manager’s voice behind you, jumping in place.

“Dad, wait. Ugh, yeah, my father called, I came outside to hear him better, I’m sorry.“ It was SO on time that Yuta left, you wanted to give a big breath out but couldn’t give yourself away.

“Okay, but dessert is served, come back quickly.“

“Sure.“ You nodded and finished the conversation with your dad.

[19:14] from Jeong Jaehyun: hi, boo

[19:14] from Jeong Jaehyun: I heard you are in LA too

[19:14] from Jeong Jaehyun: First of all, I’m so happy for you and this opportunity

[19:15] from Jeong Jaehyun: Second… I was just hoping you’d want to see me? I miss you a lot.

Hundreds of electric shock waves ran through your body, you couldn’t even hear Somi calling for you to complete the formation.

“Y/n?“ Yeji was able to bring you back to life, and you looked at her like dear in headlights. “Everything’s good?“

“Ah, yes, yes.“ You jumped up from the floor, dropping the phone back on the floor and focused yourself on the dance. You didn’t think you could do the new steps so clearly, your body moving like you had all the energy in the world, all thanks to Jaehyun.

“Good, Y/n! Such clean steps!“ The choreographer exclaimed proudly as you did your centre part neatly. The music stopped and you had no escape to not reply to Jaehyun. It was always like this pangs of conscience hitting you hard if you didn’t immediately reply to him, and it was a whole damn asphyxiation of conscience when you didn’t reply of him at all.

“Thank you.“ You bowed, smiled and clapped with the rest of the girl, sitting down right next to your phone

[19:55] from Jeong Jaehyun: Please at least let me know what I did wrong

[19:55] from Jeong Jaehyun: I feel so bad even though I don’t know what’s wrong

[19:55] to Jeong Jaehyun: Hi, Jaehyun

[19:55] to Jeong Jaehyun: I am in LA, I could only wonder who you could’ve heard this from ;)

[19:56] to Jeong Jaehyun: I heard from the same source that ya’ll are busy up to the day you’re leaving, so I’m not sure its possible

[19:57] from Jeong Jaehyun: hi

[19:57] from Jeong Jaehyun: I’m free tonight, or after the award, or before we fly back home

[19:58] to Jeong Jaehyun: Well, I’m busy tonight, maybe tomorrow, I’m not sure

[19:58] to Jeong Jaehyun: I could tell you later

You really wanted to type him a no, but somehow your fingers weren’t moving in the needed direction of the letters, so you ended up with giving him hope.

[19:59] from Jeong Jaehyun: Busy with Yuta, right?

[19:59] to Jeong Jaehyun: Yes, why?

[20:00] from Jeong Jaehyun: He said he’s got a terrible headache and won’t be able to see you tonight, that’s why he told me you’re in LA

[20:00] from Jeong Jaehyun: So we’d keep each other company

You didn’t even bother to reply to Jaehyun, you didn’t bother to walk out the dance class, you dialled Yuta’s phone immediately, somehow being met with a turned off phone.

[20:01] to Jeong Jaehyun: Can you ask him to call me? He didn’t say anything about it

[20:01] to Jeong Jaehyun: His phone is off

[20:01] from Jeong Jaehyun: He told me he’s going to just sleep

[20:02] from Jeong Jaehyun: He felt very sick earlier

[20:02] from Jeong Jaehyun: Maybe food poisoning

[20:03] to Jeong Jaehyun: Are you pranking me?

[20:04] from Jeong Jaehyun: No, I’m honest

[20:04] from Jeong Jaehyun: He didn’t feel good since the morning and then just told me about you and got to his room to sleep

You dialled his phone once again, to no avail, messages, obviously didn’t come through. You felt so heartbroken, tricked maybe, just hurt. You were going though multiple things in your head at once. He didn’t even text you he felt sick, it wasn’t that difficult to type I’m sick, or anything else. He had enough strength to talk to Jaehyun anyway. You needed to hear this from Yuta.

You had a perfectly planned escape - Yeji would cover for you in case anything happens, bless her heart she didn’t even ask where you wanted to go and why. You had another 30 minutes to come back home, wash up and bring yourself to the designated place. Yuta had up his sleeve a whole day of being sick and didn’t message you even once.

[20:05] to Jeong Jaehyun: okay

[20:05] from Jeong Jaehyun: okay let’s see each other or okay about Yuta?

[20:05] to Jeong Jaehyun: everything

[20:05] to Jeong Jaehyun: we’re in west LA, if you want to, come here.

[20:06] from Jeong Jaehyun: Just tell me what time

You looked at the clock again: 8pm, it would be not earlier than 9 when you’d be able to see him.

[20:08] to Jeong Jaehyun: no actually

[20:08] to Jeong Jaehyun: A few of my friends & I really wanted to see the ocean so I think we’re going there

[20:08] to Jeong Jaehyun: You could come to Santa Monica

[20:08] to Jeong Jaehyun: I think it’s better you come with someone

[20:09] from Jeong Jaehyun: what time?

You felt so uneasy, why was he agreeing to everything. If you’d tell him you were in San Diego, would he just asked you for the time too? You wanted to make it late so he’d back off. You were so upset about Yuta, you couldn’t even bother to care about Jaehyun’s suggestions or questions.

[20:09] to Jeong Jaehyun: 10 pm central entrance to the beach

[20:10] to Jeong Jaehyun: c ya

"Who you’re texting with that face expression?" Yeji giggled and bumped shoulders with you.

“What face?" Annoyed, angry, mad?

“I don’t know, just full of emotions.“ she smiled. You watched people walk around the room, in a formation that didn’t include neither Yeji or you, when the music blasted in your ears, you answered.

“Remember I was under SM for a little while?“

“Of course, few years, not a little while.“

“Yeah, like that. Well, somehow, some of the people I’ve trained with are in LA too.“

“Okay?“

“They’re asking to see me, I said me and my friends wanted to go to Santa Monica, so they’re coming to Santa Monica around 10 pm, so we have to be there around 10 pm.“ Yeji exclaimed excited. “Yeah, but how are we going to go this late somewhere alone.“

“I’ll just ask.“ Yeji shrugged and got up quickly to your manager, you really wanted to stop her before she could start talking, but she batted her eyelashes and in a moment you saw the manager give her a nod and Yeji happily ran back to you. “It’s fine.“

“H-how?“

“She said it’s near our stay and we’re adults, just to come back so we’re okay for tomorrows practice.“

“Crazy.“ You opened your mouth.

You stood next to the stairs that would take you to the beach, arriving a little earlier than planned. The three of you felt a little uncomfortable as a homeless man walked across the street and gave you looks you couldn’t distinguish. You invited Ryujin too, because leaving her in the room alone felt like crime.

“Oh, by the way.“ You cleared your voice and the homeless man stared at you with wide eyes, probably confused with the language you spoke. “I didn’t specify the friends that are coming.“

“Yeah, is it some girls that didn’t debut yet? Or is it Red Velvet?“ Yeji exclaimed excited at the thought.

“Ugh, no.“ you giggled. “Have you heard of NCT?“

“NCT?“ Ryujin repeated louder than you said it.

“Yeah, the friend that reached is an NCT member. I don’t know who he’ll bring with him, but please don’t flip out or anything. I promise you they’re all losers and being active idols isn’t making them any special.“

“What’s up, ladies?“ Johnny said loudly in English as he and the boys turned the corner that took to you.

“Oh my god.“ both Yeji and Ryujin gasped. You almost did too, Jaehyun brought Johnny and Haechan, they were getting closer to you, walking in age order. Jaehyun, wow, you had to look away because you kind of was staring at your best friend and it wasn’t a good thing.

“Hi.“ You smiled “This is Yeji and Ryujin, we’re training together. This is Hyuck, Johnny and Jaehyun.“

“We know.“ Both girls smiled like fools and you really regretted bringing anyone but yourself.

“Hi, nice to meet you.“ Jaehyun beamed politely, his dimples popping out and face turning into that soft grin as his eyes focused on you. “Hi, boo.“ He said loud enough for everyone to hear and make you a little embarrassed, only to make your face bright red colour when he decided to lean in and hug you, not forgetting to comment on your appearance. “You look very pretty, just as usual.“ His fingers patted your upper back and you lost balance.

“Ah! Five seconds in and they’re already on their soulmate shit!“ Haechan exclaimed loudly and gestured for everyone to walk away. Surprisingly they did just that and Jaehyun let go of you a moment later.

“Y/n never mentioned before she was this close to NCT!“ Ryujin pointed her hand towards Jaehyun, as they were darting away from you

“We’re not that close.“ You denied, obviously, hoping they’re still able to hear you.

“Yeah, sure. You’re only didn’t come out from the same womb. As for everything else-“ Haechan teased back, obviously, it wasn’t his style to agree to anything anybody said.

“You don’t look like a baby anymore.“ Jaehyun smiled, taking your attention and not letting you hear what Haechan had to say.

“And you still do.“ You cracked a smile, making Jaehyun giggle. “Is Yuta okay? He still haven’t messaged me.“ your main concern was still pretty clear, you were confused as hell with the way your boyfriend vanished. It was supposed to be you and him, not you, Jaehyun and other 4 people.

“He’s probably still sleeping.“

“Okay.“ You tried to hold back from looking down and giving away that you were upset but clearly failed, because Jaehyun’s fingers gripped onto yours in support. It felt so unusual, his warm long fingers on yours, a gesture that was with you all along your friendship. You’d grip onto each others fingers when you were upset, excited, happy, you used to just squeez his digits between yours and everything felt better. But now the heat that he was exceeding surprised you, its like you never experienced it in that way.

“Boo, I’m so sorry, I know I wasn’t exactly who you wanted to see tonight.“ Jaehyun wasn’t a fool, it was clear he knew who this evening was booked for prior to him.

“Don’t be ridiculous.“ You had to wave him off. Admitting he was right probably was too cruel even for someone that tried to make their friend dislike them. You wanted him to no t be interested in being your friend, not hate your guts. “I’m so happy to see you, I wish sometimes we still had each other like we used to.“ You admitted stupidly on a first breath, and wrapped your hands around his waist for a real hug, tucking your face in his chest. Jaehyun wrapped both your shoulders in his usual manner, patting your head lovingly.

“Well, you failed to push me away. I’m still here and only one call away, always. Like I promised you on your last day at SM.“

“That I really hate you for.“ You murmured more to yourself, then him, hoping he wasn’t able to hear you.

“Will you two move, or you’re having a date now?“ Johnny shouted teasingly from a far. Only now did you noticed the two of you two really lagged behind.

You parted from Jaehyun, taking the stairs to catch up with the rest of the people, Jaehyun trailing behind you, his fingers wrapping around yours in uncanny manner, like he needed to hold on to you to keep up with your pace and you let him.

I'm so excited for next Monday's chapter !!! ☺️

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healingfairy000000001 · 1 month ago

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Minnie series, Ex-Roger pirate; how the hell did you think I survived out there?

As the day's went on I got along well with the mounting bandit's, took a few punches but they are lovely to be around,, though Ace is still reserved.

"Ace don't attack randomly" dodging another one of his attacks the stranger tried to correct his attack pattern before hitting his abdomen "and focus on finding opening's"

being thrown back again he got up angrier than before, "you can only do that because your bigger than me! you hag!" he shouted with a sprinkle of an insult.

Bam! a bright pink bump grew out of his head "who're you calling a hag! brat!" scolding wasn't new to her his her third kid, but THE DISRESPECT!

"what do you think your doing! damn hag!" he protested re-picking up his weapon.

As he began walking he ignored her call's to come back, 'jeez the only shared quality he has with Roger is their stubbornness' she sighed feeling disappointed before walking her own route, before feeling frustrated and worried, she came here to look after him help him! not but head!

'how can a child have so much anger.....' having a moment to think she decided to do something to help out other than training.

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On the other side Ace was feeling conflicted as well, why does she look at him, differently? like when he fell and scrapped his knee?? yeah sure she surly hates him like everyone!

As he get's more into his self hate a blond blob came out of the bushes, "ACE! I was looking for you!" sabo got closer to his friend with one of his grins.

"sabo! what's up?" greeting him back with a neutral expression, sabo seemed to light up, "remember the giant crocodile we saw? I found it's den!"

Getting exited of the new adventure and the big hunt the two ran off to the big HUNT!

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"it's getting late" she told dadan who just shook her shoulder not seeing an issue, "it's nothing new" she said focusing on her food.

the ex-pirate decided to go out and look for him, "ACE! WHERE ARE YOU!" running into the path he took last time she saw him, looking left and right she was starting to get worried till....

"ace I don't think we should've fought it" said sabo holding his injured arm looking at his equally battered up friend "SHUT UP! I CAN STILL DO IT!" he protested refusing defeat.

"you can't! look at yourself!" trying to pull him up to run before the crocodile catches up to them, "we can't die here!"

"then go! I don't need you!" pushing away sabo ace grabbed his pipe and turned in the direction of the creature ready for battle

as sabo continued to try and stop him Ace took a stand to fight before someone beat him to it.

"wha-"

it took one hit for her to break it's skull, before turning to look at the two pissed, "care to expl-" but before she could finish sabo stood up amazed "that was cool! how did you do it!"

taking a second to snap out she looked closely at the blond kid then at ace then back at the kid, "your Ace friend?"

"yes, ma'am!" he answered excitedly while ace looked away

"your having dinner with us" before the two could fathom what she said they found themselves being carried as a grocery bag with one hand as she dragged the creature with the other.

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the three sat around a fire as the woman made a meat stew, it was silent except for the sound of breaking from the fire and the signing of grass hopers.

"how" was what broke the silent by ace directed toward his 'aunt'

"it's quite easy you just punch it's head" explaining things in exact wording was something she lost a long time ago

"NO! HOW ARE YOU THIS STRONG! I FOUGHT YOU BEFORE YOUR NOT THAT STRONG!" he protested

"how the hell do you think I survived out there?" not being fazed by his outburst she gave sabo a bowl of stew, "strength comes with training and controlling it takes even more training" giving one to ace with a big smile "I don't mind training you, little man"

he said nothing as he took the stew and began eating, the atmosphere was cold but not bad. 'guess I have 2 kids to look after train, huh'

#one piece #ace #portgas d ace #op x reader #op ace #ace one piece #one piece ace #one piece sabo #revolutionary sabo

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plantsarepeopletoo · 1 year ago

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Episode 1 Music - Keep on Shining

Song: Keep on Shining by Zorro Scene: Friends come out of the bar Type: Vocal

Lyrics not in the show:

You made me so light Rushed in like benz Remember my life I Wasn’t that happy then You made all the stars align I hid all the pain Told many lies Two seconds I was the one you loved Why does the sun keep on shining Doesn't it know that I'm dying here Too shy Too drunk Too blind I say everything that's on my mind Too fast Too weird Too everything To survive It’s in your voice when you call Know you´re about to cut me off And once you do just know it is for good Two seconds I was the one you loved Why does the sun keep on shining Doesn't it know that I'm dying here Kill me off go kill me off I’ve been wounded before I don’t how to stop This freaking love has got me slowly losing my mind

Song plays as the friends come out of the bar in the first part of ep1, Cheum is chiding Boston about hitting on a guy with a red wrist band, Boston Tries to pass it off as hitting on him for Mew, Ray is drunk, and Mew is telling Boston to take Ray home. It ends when Cheum says "Are you about to say you love your friends?"

The song could be from Ray's perspective, we know now Ray has had themes of the Sun, dying, depression, and "being difficult to love". He thinks he is too much, too difficult.

I Wasn’t that happy then You made all the stars align I hid all the pain Told many lies

He isn't happy at the beginning of the show, he's been hiding his love of Mew for two years, unable to let go and move on. He's unable to say all the things he wants to say since that might make him lose what he has with Mew. Ray is in stasis, until he meets Sand.

Kill me off go kill me off I’ve been wounded before I don’t how to stop This freaking love has got me slowly losing my mind

Sometimes the kindest thing you can do for someone is to walk away from the relationship. Mew knows about Ray's feelings, knew the whole time. But maybe a mixture of fear of Ray thinking he's unlovable and not wanting to lose the friendship kept him around.

Ray was throwing around Boyfie when he runs into Sand for the first time after Sand took him home. He never tried to be Sand's friend, but was too afraid to put into words what he wanted. Sands said on multiple occasions that he has options, so why would Sand choose him?

Ray goes after Sand, showing up randomly, pushing to make up and repair what relationship they have, but never pushing to put a name to their relationship because he doesn't think he's worth that.

Ray wants love, he wants connection that he can't get with his friends. With Sand he has that connection he has wanted. He doesn't need to hide his pain, or tell lies to. Sand accepts him.

From I am Next To You, ep1:

Tell me what you're going through Won't you tell me, all the things that you do Tell me, make your wish come true I know that everyone is sorry next to you And I am next to you

Too shy Too drunk Too blind I say everything that's on my mind Too fast Too weird Too everything To survive It’s in your voice when you call Know you´re about to cut me off And once you do just know it is for good Two seconds I was the one you loved

You made me so light Rushed in like benz Remember my life I Wasn’t that happy then You made all the stars align

Mew helped him through possibly the darkest time of his life, but Mew didn't love him the way he needed. In Sand, he has it finally, but he needs to handle his own baggage before he can face Sand fully.

Hopefully this makes sense. I am working on ep8 and had to get this out of my head before I could move on.

Still going back and finding songs that I'm missing.

#only friends the series #ofts #Plant's OFTS music #Spotify

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archivedjuice · 2 years ago

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all hail neil cicierega the creator of the web-animation hit "hyakugojyuuichi" is a home-schooled aspiring screenwriter -- and he's only 14! - - - - - - - - - - - - april 21, 2001 | by katharine mieszkowski and amy standen

neil "trapezoid" cicierega, who has at times described his occupation as "youthful dipwad," may not be a household name yet (he is, after all, only 14), but judging by his emerging track record, he's destined for great things.

he's the creator of the animated movie hyakugojyuuichi! which stars, among others, peewee Herman, hello kitty, harry potter, elton john and jay the jetplane, all set to the lively tune of a pokémon anthem. his movies may be just bizarre amalgamations of randomly chosen objects (a budweiser logo, a thumping pacemaker, justin timberlake's head), but they can easily be viewed as biting satires of the american media, trenchant observations about consumer culture -- or, at the very least, clues to unlocking some of the universe's deepest mysteries.

what seemed at first to be just another baffling web phenomenon turns out to have come from a real-life, lucky charms-eating, home-schooled kid from massachusetts. and here he is.

where do you find the music for your animations? last summer jules, a friend of mine, used to bring over CDs he got from japan featuring several pokémon songs. i liked them so much they stuck with me. finally, one day i cracked and had to find some MP3s to make music videos out of. what other kinds of music do you like? i have a wide spread of musical interest, including they might be giants, oingo boingo/danny elfman, several MP3.com artists, etc. how did you learn to do this stuff? in flash? well, by the time i made the infamous japanese pokerap video i had owned Flash for about seven or eight months. i learned to use a lot of programs just by tinkering around with them.

how long does it take do one of these movies -- like "hyakugojyuuichi!" for instance? it varies. hyakugojyuuichi only took me one day, but i had just finished the japanese pokerap and was on a roll. my two latest animutations took longer, but they were spread out over a week or two each. sometimes i just can't be insane enough; other times i can't do anything else.

is it true you're only 15 years old? i'm actually 14, but i'll be 15 in August.

what are grade are you in? i'm home-schooled, which explains all this free time. i finish the school year after i do the california achievement test, which i just completed a week ago. so, i'm in ninth grade now, although i always have the choice to skip a grade if i think i can do it.

what do you do when you aren't animating? on the computer i make all sorts of things, from music to games, etc. i'm also the drummer for a band and an aspiring screenwriter.

do your parents know about your animations? what do they think of them? they love them. they're always bugging me to see the feedback.

what are these movies about? they're kind of a parody of insane japanese commercials. remember the episode of "the simpsons" with mr. Sparkle? like that.

what is "team rocket's journey" about? in that one team rocket are just trying to destroy stuff with a giant colin mochrie robot and a giant bonzi buddy robot. saddam hussein sort of runs around. david letterman joins team rocket. justin timberlake sort of gets in the way and is shot into space at the end. in other words it's just the usual random imagery.

why do you use japanese songs? because they're fun, and they leave a lot up to the imagination. i'm working on a new video that features a song in english, although it's done by a japanese band, i believe. it's fun.

what other animation do you like? i'm not really an animation fan, but i do have a soft spot for claymation. geddit? soft spot? clay? bah.

what's a recent movie you've liked? we've had a lot of dumb movies lately, so I can't say. someday i'll change this with the creation of "animutations: the movie." maybe.

what did you eat for breakfast this morning? i skipped breakfast this morning. If i did have breakfast it would've been some lucky charms.

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#neil cicierega #trapezoid #animutations

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littlemisshaveitall · 2 years ago

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Season Secrets : July 24th

Recognise when someone only does enough to keep you around.

It is important to know when a partner isn't all that into you but wants to keep you around just for the sake of it or as a back up measure.

The partner who has 'bad communication' (In quotes because let's be real hun , are they bad at communicating or are they bad at communicating with YOU) and is always 'busy' (again cause really.) yet when you are finally about to hit your last straw they suddenly decide to spend an entire day with you filled with passionate kisses and cuddles then they convince you that 'He really does make me happy' or 'she really does care'. However as soon as you are feeling all lovey-dovey again , they disappear or the affectionate gestures lessen. Love, I have to break it to you - That partner of yours is playing games with your heart and they know it, cut them off or at least monitor that shit and leave.

The situationship you 'think' could work but they seem to disappear for a few weeks then come back as if nothing happened. Different scenario, you see them with multiple potentials and you see them going out consistently then randomly they remember you exist and start flirting again because your validation and attention seems to be the easiest to access. Last case scenario, every time you guys talk they always end up making the conversation sexual and being explicit about the things they want to do to you without even answering your 'how are you'. Love, what is this you are entertaining, stand up please , ew.

The gifter. I'm not going to lie, I love the gifter especially when I'm not emotionally invested but anyways for those of us that are. This person knows what you like and they use that information so well you won't even consider the fact that they are stringing you along. He knows you like to shower with Dove so he comes home with a Dove essentials basket at 10 PM when he said he'd be there by 7 PM. She buys tickets to see the new Thor which makes you forget she hasn't called in 3 weeks and all because ' Baby, I bought us tickets in the private booth , I've missed you'. They buy you matching bracelets so that they can think of you when they are away for their 3rd trip that week. Love, relax and get a grip. Take yourself out, invest in some introspection and ponder about why they still don't satisfy you.

The ones who keep delaying their answer when you ask them pointed questions. Ugh, I hate this type. These ones won't even give you the 'let's just go with the flow' line instead they'll say 'Let me think about it and I'll tell you tomorrow' then that tomorrow never reaches smh. Firstly because you think you'll be a turn off for asking a second time so you don't ask and secondly ,since they see you as a game or they might simply not want to answer they'll just act like they forgot. When you do ask again , more excuses roll in to buy more time. I've had my fair share of those but the worst one was "I didn't go outside today so it doesn't count" and I let it slide , can you imagine ( I'm better now , thank you for asking). Love, these set of individuals don't deserve your time, they literally don't benefit you in any way like the rest , if you're going to be strung along at least let them buy you gifts, validate you or tell you their sweet sweet lies as compensation.

As always this isn't a finite list, just a relevant one. Protect yourself out there, it's not safe for us babes who love a little too with a bit too much hope. Recognizing when a romantic partner is leading you on is such an important skill to master so that you can stop wasting your time or at the very least stop placing so much value on the person by moving them to the bottom of the roster. I've been both the victim and the perp for at least one of these and I can tell you for free , they know what they are doing and they are definitely telling their friends about it while laughing at you. Such is life, people don't change too often so babe learn the tricks and CUT THEM OFF.

Love,

Quesa

#season secrets #level up #dusties #self love #partner #love #black women in luxury #manifesting #self care #hypergamy #spoiled gf #spoiled girlfriend

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arysbruv · 2 years ago

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Two Petes in a Pod

Authors note: Slightly based on this post i made a while back. Legit sorry if any of these are OOC or anything! I tried my best to portray them correctly and everything. Either way happy reading lol

“Thank you so much for letting me stay here, Ms. Maximoff!” Peter Parker says, carrying his box into the small house. Wanda smiles at the young boy.

“No problem dear, I could use the company.”

Peter smiles back.

After the spell, everyone had forgotten Peter. He wasn’t in any pictures, any assignments, and videos. It was as if he had been wiped off the surface of the planet. He knew what the outcome of the spell would be, he knew the consequences. Still, he couldn’t help but feel lonely. Every one of his friends didn’t remember him, and he did not know how to cope with it. He tried making new friends, but it was so hard. So when Wanda Maximoff randomly called him up, and asked how he was doing, he bursted into tears. Wanda had taken pity on him and offered him a place. She knew what it felt to be alone. She couldn’t leave him alone.

“Sorry the place is a bit messy, I thought I asked my brother to clean up the place…”She bites the inside of her cheeks, as she scans the place. Peter’s eyes widen as he looks at her. Confusion laced in his face.

“Your- Your brother? But I thought your brother-“

“You know how you told me different variants of you came through? Well, he’s a variant of my brother,” Wanda says, cutting him off. Peter nods deeply. Wanda sighs.

“I told him to clean up, honestly that-“ A gust of wind blows in front of the two Avengers.

“What do you mean? This place is spotless!” A man says, sitting down on the couch. Peter looks at the man. He had silver hair and was wearing a blueish grey singlet. He had a lopsided smile splashed across his face. He came in there in a blink of an eye. Silver hair, super speed. Quicksilver.

“Who’s the shortie?”

Wanda rolls her eyes, Peter extends his hand stiffly towards the man. “I’m Peter, Peter Parker. It’s a pleasure to meet you, Pietro Maximoff sir.”

“Actually, I don’t go by Pietro. I go by Peter. Also, no need to call me Sir. Just call me Peter.” Peter says, speeding up to him. He grins. Parker only smiles back at him, the sudden gust of wind hitting his face causing his hair to be ruffled beyond imagination. The silver haired man laughed.

“Wow- No wonder they call you the fastest man alive! Wait- were u like running? or walking during that superspeed? Does it matter if you run or walk? How is it like when you use your power-“

“Well, I’ll leave you to both to get to know each other,” Wanda says interrupting Spider-man’s list of questions that were escaping his mouth faster than he could control. Parker bites his lip, turning towards Wanda.

“Where are you going miss?” He asks. Peter Maximoff cocks an eyebrow at the usage of Ms on his sister.

“I’m going to go talk to Strange. You two can hang out. There’s food in the fridge.”

Wanda says, turning to the door. Looking back she smiles at the two boys who were staring at her as she left.

“Please don’t destroy the house.”

“You left Spider-man AND your brother together, unattended?!” Dr. Strange shouts, quickly creating a portal to the edge of Westview.

“I don’t see what the big deal is!” Wanda says, walking through the portal behind Strange. Her arms crossed as she looks around the quiet but lovely neighbourhood. If only Vision could see it.

“The big deal, is THAT!” Dr. Strange exclaims, pointing out Wanda’s house that had webs slung all across the building. Wanda bites her lips. Speechless.

“OH SH- PETER 1 SHE’S BACK!” Peter Parker shouts, running from the window to the kitchen where the silver haired man.

“ALREADY?” He shouts back.

“WE HAVE TO-“

The world turned to a stop. Peter Maximoff sighs, looking at the Peter’s mouth which was still open mid sentence. He cracks his knuckles and plugs in his earphones before getting to work. Grabbing tissues and quickly removing any signs of chaos and tomfoolery that had happened.

He never knew that science could be so fun. He remembered he sometimes had fun with Scott and Kurt during his father’s physics lessons and Hank’s chemistry lessons, but still he never remembered it being this fun.

Peter Parker was an avid science fan and asked if they could do experiments together on their capabilities. It was the most fun he’d had in months. With Wanda, he felt as though he was the younger one. He knew in this universe he was but Wanda seemed so much more mature than him even though he was born in 50’s. He related more to Parker. He was a teenager who was trying to live his life. He related to that, even though he was closer to Wanda’s age.

He places the final cushion on the couch. Before going back and taking the can of coke in the fridge.

“-HURRY” Peter Parker finally finishes as Peter Maximoff takes a sip of the coke.

“WHAT HAPPENED- What-“ Wanda’s voice shouts from the living room. Peter Parker stares at the silver haired Maximoff, who only winked at him in return before walking to the living.

“Oh Wanda your back! And you brought at friend over!” Peter Maximoff shouts.

“I could’ve sworn-“ The other man says.

“It doesn’t matter, everything’s fixed now!” The silver haired man said, grinning at his sister.

“Peter, I trust you alright. You mess up this house again, and I’ll make sure you’ll regret it!” Wanda says to her brother who only smiles back.

“Love you too sis.”

“That goes for you too Spidey!”

Peter Parker who still stayed frozen near the fridge by his own choice, gulps. He looks back to the doorway to see Wanda not looking the slightest bit angry. She was… smiling? Was she amused.

Parker smiles, that smile quickly evolving into a laugh. A laugh that he hadn’t done in months. A true laugh.

#peter maximoff #quicksilver #wanda maximoff #scarlet witch #peter parker #spiderman #xmen #marvel #mcu #wandavision

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jarofmayonassey · 5 months ago

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HIII HI HIIII HII ITS ME IM OP HIII THANK YOU FOR READING MY FIC HIIIII I WANTED TO DO SOME DIRECTOR COMMENTARY ON SOME OF YOUR POINTS CAUSE YOU HIT THE NAIL ON THE HEAD

-going down ur list here, there is major symbolism of the play being little shop! since little shop was kinda the granddaddy of musical sci fi and very much an inspiration for be more chill/the squip itself, I felt it was only fitting ! but even more than that, ophios gradual progression of convincing the boys that its fine and normal was similar to twoey convincing Seymour that its fine and normal as more and more fucked up things happen.....

-as per ofio being niceys-- yes!!!! Yes he is doing little magic tricks and being nice and polite in order to give them a false sense of security!!! Ophio as a character is a lot more self aware than his canon counterpart, he's fully aware of outside opinions and how others perceive him, so navigating that isn't hard for him. Hes also EXTREMELY patient and kinder than you'd expect-- because he has the *power* and leeway to do so. It takes a lot to make him snap and get aggressive like we see at the end of the fic: in fact, the only reason he GOT all hivemind and scary was BECAUSE of the twist at the end: he knew he had won already, so he didn't need to hide or make nice anymore.

-the building that is Ophiuchus Secondary is a real highschool, it was My highschool which is why I picked it (I knew the layout so I wouldn't make continuity errors while writing it). If you message me I will send you images of this fucking school it is actually intimidating and eerie.

-Jasmine! I picked jasmine as part of the horror element because I remember one day randomly smelling jasmine outside and going 'huh that was weird. Itd be cool if that was scary'. Something i really really love writing is making something completely innocent into something terrifying and dreadful with the right context. Entries into this list that my friends will recognize: the word "spoilers", the word "made", the nickname "ace", the two of wands, the smell of seawater, ect ect ect.

also something I didn't know while writing this was that one of my friends has a MASSIVE JASMINE BUSH IN HER YARD. she didn't know they were jasmines either. i have unintentionally made them very scared of their yard. my bad homie

-When it comes to the school tour being catered to the boys-- abso fucking lutely. Beyond the surface level positive takeaways of each room, you also get some deeper stuff in each area. In the computer lab, you get their video game interest catered to-- but you also learn that the squip is purposefully taking the less convenient route because its better for their hosts. In the wood shop, you get ophio joking around and buying expensive tools for the shop-- but you also learn hes willing to bend the rules for the greater good and let you in on his secrets. (That's a big one. Feeling like you're in on a secret is a huuuuge and extremely effective manipulation tactic that i write into like, every squip). And in the art room, on the surface its everyone getting along-- but underneath, its everyone getting along *with MICHAEL.*

-qhen it comes to hivemind stuff, I wanted to write it very much ambiguous. Theres a very clear insect-like structure, yes, but its very unclear how much ophio is ACTUALLY in control of everything. a big question during the fic is "is he lying and is this all a facade", which the answer kind of becomes 'yes' during the chase sequence. I kept the real answer super ambiguous because I wanted the audience to draw their own conclusions on if ophio was lying or not .

(However there is a correct Answer and the answer is actually No. The answer is actually that ophio was in fact telling the truth the entire time and does not control his hive at all times. i consider the students to be separate characters. he does in fact ask permission before possessing his hosts-- which isn't really a point when you realize that not only did he spike all the cafeteria food and then lace every unsquipped student within ONE WEEK, and also subconsciously manipulated the student body to be more accepting of his presence. hes kind of a freak but hes my freak. heart emoji)

-fun fact! the mystery of ophio high started as (and still is) a roleplay scenario! the finished storyline was a combination of about 4 different "runs" of the tour storyline. one of them had leon Kennedy from resident evil 4 in it. that shit was crazy

about to go on a flight. i downloaded the mystery of ophio high to read (since i drew the SQUIP for that au) so ill update yall on my thoughts abt the fic after!!

it actually seems SO cool

#THANK YOU BTW FOR MAKING NOTES ITS LITERALLY MY FAVORITE THING IN THE WORLD WHEN PEOPLE LIVEBLOG/RECORD THEIR THOUGHTS WHEN READING MY STUFF

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teashopwritingzz · 4 years ago

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wAIT WAAIT I GOT THIS REALLY CUTE IDEA, okay so can i request any twst character of your choice meeting their future kid with the reader 🥺🙏 i just think its hella cute hdhdid

YESYES THANK YOU I love these kinds of headcanons!! Super cute and wholesome 🥺 As much as I don’t like kids that much, having my own would be nice!

And I’m sorry for being inactive on here, a bit of writers block and school ^^’

Since you said any character, I chose Malleus, Floyd, Azul, Jack, and Kalim! I thought they’d fit this request the best! I also chose the gender and a few traits for the children, if that’s alright! And since the kids will have his and your features, the reader will be female.

Here’s your order! Five cups of tea; One Jasmine Green Tea, one Honeysuckle Iced Tea, one True Blueberry Tea, one Apricot-Peach Tea, and one Masala Spice Chai Tea! Enjoy~!

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Malleus Draconia

~ Malleus’ gargoyle hunt was cut short when he suddenly felt a tug at his cape, making him look down at whatever or whoever interrupted him, but was surprised to find a child smiling back up at him.

~ “Can I help you, little one?” He asked the child, who hugged his leg instead of answering. The random display of affection surprised him and made him gasp quietly. Didn’t this child know who he was? Wasn’t he intimidated by the dragon fae?

~ But that’s when he noticed the horns on the child. They looked just liked his! Only, he had a different hair color. The color seemed familiar... He asked this child who he was and now it was the child’s turn to be surprised. “Don’t you remember me, father?”

~ Father? Father?! For one of the first times in his long life, he was stunned. This boy really thought he was his father? But... What if it was true? Malleus asked the kid to explain what happened, and as it turned out, a magic practice session sent the boy into the past, before Malleus had the boy with you- Wait, come again?

~ Again, he was stunned! To know that in the future, he’d marry you and have a child with you. Despite how shocked he as, he was also incredibly giddy and happy! He scooped the child up into his arms and started his search for you, cooing at the little boy he held. He couldn’t wait to see your reaction.

Floyd Leech

~ He was working at the Mostro Lounge as usual, holding two trays of food, when he heard a shrill “Daddyyyyyy!” and a sudden feeling of something small squeezing one of his legs, nearly making him trip.

~ Floyd was slightly confused about this small child randomly running to him and hugging him while he was in the middle of walking and he pulled her off of him, holding her up in front of him. But what baffled him the most was what she called him.

~ Daddy? Was this kid hit in the head or something? But after looking at her a little more, he noticed he had your hair color with one black streak and multicolored eyes; one Gold Yellow while the other was your eye color. She even had his sharp teeth!

~ And after the little girl explained herself and how she wanted to see what her parents looked like when they were young, Floyd’s eyes were as wide as saucers. A kid of his very own! And with you as the mother!

~ He smiled widely and spun the little girl around, laughing and giggling along with her before dashing out of the Lounge to go look for you, piggybacking her with a wide grin. He couldn’t wait to show you your future kid! Maybe he can convince you to have her now, too~?

Azul Ashengrotto

~ Azul sat at his desk, filling out paperwork and contracts. He didn’t hear the soft pitter patter of feet entering his office nor the little girl creeping over to his desk. It wasn’t until she peeked up at him from the other side of the desk that he finally noticed her, making him jump in his seat from surprise.

~ How’d she get in here?? Did the eel twins let her in? He sighed and looked down at the little girl while pursing his lips. He knew he’d have to escort her out. No one was allowed in his office without his permission, after all.

~ But he noticed a few familiar traits about her. Her silver hair and the mole under her lip. Didn’t he have those traits? But those eyes weren’t his... As he thought with his hand under his chin, the little girl spoke up. “Papa, when are you going to be done? I wanna play with you and Mama...” This made Azul’s eyes go wide.

~ Papa? Mama?? Was she referring to Azul? I mean, they were the only two in the room... But who was Mama? You were the only woman he was friends with... Wait, did she mean you?!

~ Azul was more shocked and a tad bit flustered now when he finally realized. That explains the similarities! After he calmed himself down and tried to hide his flustered state with a cough against his gloved hand, he stood up and offered a hand to the young girl, hoping she’d explain what exactly happened or maybe what life is like with you.

Jack Howl

~ As usual, Jack was doing his morning run. During the 3rd lap though, he heard a few voices calling out to him and when he looked down, he was surprised to find three kids(two boys and one girl) running next to him, more specifically running at the same pace as him.

~ He was a bit surprised, but after finishing his run with the random children, he awkwardly asked them where they came from or if their parents were around. The kids then bombarded him with “We wanted to see you, Dad!” “Where’s Mommy? Is she back home?” “Daaaad, can you carry me, I’m tired from running!”

~ Saying he was confused would be an understatement. Dad? Where was ‘mommy’? Carry you? Where did these kids come from and were they okay?? Sure they had wolf traits and one of them had his hair and eyes, but the other two have different hair colors! And it looks oddly familiar too- Wait a minute...

~ He saw that hair color before. He’s seen it, you had that hair color! Does that mean... Once he finally realizes, his face feels hot and he can feel butterflies in his stomach! His eldest daughter notices this and awkwardly tries to calm him down, patting his shoulder.

~ Once Jack is somewhat calmed down, he decides to go look for you. He wants you to know about this too, at least! He piggybacks the youngest son and starts his search for you, the other two kids walking next him as he asked them questions. The thought of you being his future mate and wife makes him incredibly happy, and he might not show it, but the wag of his tail is enough proof.

Kalim al Asim

~ He was napping in his bed, all bundled up in the many blankets and pillows, when two little bundles of energy pounced on the bed and jumped up and down, giggling and laughing as Kalim woke up with a yelp.

~ He, at first, thought they were a few of his siblings who managed to come into the campus. He didn’t really care though and he grinned as he playfully tackled them onto the blankets and pillows, laughing along with them.

~ In the middle of their roughhousing though, one of the twins spoke up. “What is this place, Daddy? This doesn’t look like the palace!” This made him stop and sit up to look at the kids in shock. Daddy?? Did they both confuse him for their Dad? He did have his father’s features after all.

~ But he noticed that the two kids didn’t look like any of his siblings. Their eye colors were different yet familiar. He feels likes he’s seen them before... In the middle of his hard thinking, the other kid spoke as well. “And where’s Mama? She’s always sleeping with you!” MAMA? Wait... Did they mean you?! So that’s why the eye color looked so familiar!

~ Once Kalim realized, his grin widened and he scooped up the twins, summoning his flying carpet and zooming out of his room leaving behind an angry Jamil. The kids whooped and cheered, clinging to his clothes and looking down at the campus underneath them in awe. Kalim felt his heart soar, and not just from the magic carpet ride!

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edie-baby · 3 years ago

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mr & mrs | liam lawson x reader

Summary: You and Liam were teammates at Hitech for 2021. You had the biggest crush on him, but you were sure he didn't see you as anything more than a little sister. But oh, how a few basic questions could uncover the truth between you.

Warnings: swearing, and I think that's it?

When you walked into work in the Hitech Grand Prix building this morning, you didn’t expect to be playing the fucking newlywed game with your crush. And if you’re being honest with yourself, crush is a light way to put it. You were head over heels for your F2 teammate and best friend, Liam Lawson. There was just something about the New Zealander that always had your heart racing, your legs buckling, and your stomach dropping.

So when you were directed into the garage for a ‘different background’ from other videos you had done with Liam, your stomach lurched. Here this gorgeous man was, in all his Kiwi glory, hair waxed back but falling out of place, jeans hugging the toned curves of his legs and ass and giving you a glorious view of his bulge, and the fucking blue sweater. The same blue sweater he had worn the last time the two of you did a video that had reduced you to a stuttering mess when you first saw him.

But now it is worse. So, so much worse. He was standing in a garage. Around cars, and tyres, and grease, and all of the inanimate objects you found so sinfully appealing, and he was just right in the middle of it looking like that. You just about turned around and walked right back out.

“Mighty Mouse! There you are. I was starting to think I’d have to be the brains and beauty of the operation.” Liam called once he spotted you, and suddenly you remembered why you had never tried making a move on him. He treated you like a little sister. Nicknames like ‘kiddo’ and ‘mighty mouse’ were a regular occurrence, and they never failed to make you squirm.

“Well, you struggle to be anything but the brawn, and I think I’m even starting to overtake you there.” You teased, pushing yourself to stay casual, platonic, familial. There was so much opportunity to flirt with him, but the few times you had tried were brushed off, so you had given up many moons ago.

“Ouch Princess, that hurts.” Liam mocked, his hand cradling his chest and you couldn’t help but wonder how it would be to fall asleep against his chest, curled up after a rough night of-

“Who’re you calling princess, princess?” You shot back, cutting your thoughts off before they continued developing and became an issue. Liam laughed, his arm slung around your shoulder while the two of you walked over to the team that were in charge of running your activity for the afternoon.

“Ok, I don’t know if you guys have heard of it, but this game is called Mr and Mrs, one of you will have a whiteboard and wear headphones while the other tries to guess what the answers to the questions you’re writing down are. Make sense? Ok, great, let’s do an intro and go from there.” One of the guys explained quickly, and you began having flashbacks to an awful 80s game show called The Newlywed Game, and blushed profusely. Having you and Liam in a video titled ‘Mr & Mrs’ was sure to get the fans going, and you couldn’t blame Hitech’s PR plan.

You and Liam settled into the wheely chairs from the office next door, Liam positioning himself in frame of the camera and fixing his stupidly perfect hair when you came barreling toward him with your chair, legs tucked up high so you didn’t cop a chair arm to the knee. Liam screeched when you finally hit him, almost toppling off the chair in surprise while you spun slowly, laughing freely as you did so.

Liam looked over at you, your head thrown back in carefree laughter, the yellow sundress that covered your body made you look radiant, and he was sure he had never seen a sight so beautiful before. Your laughter calmed down, and as you looked over at him, he couldn’t help but send you a lovestruck smile, his eyes dopey with admiration. You blushed slightly, laughing as the team asked if you could do the intro again, but actually introduce what you were doing.

Liam slid out of the frame, and you followed his movements as you could tell a fierce battle was about to commence. Kicking off the ground with force, you tucked your legs up onto the chair again, spinning into Liam so fast, you couldn’t actually see his face before you crashed into him. The two of you exploded in laughter again, laughter and smiles were common between you, and Hitech’s Instagram was full of photos and videos of you and Liam smiling at each other, or doubled over in laughter, clutching onto each other.

“Hi, I’m Liam Lawson, and this is Y/N, we drive for Hitech in Formula 2.” Liam began once you had slowed down your laughter. He kept a firm grip on the arm of your chair, holding you close and still, as your chair really liked spinning around.

“And we’re here to play Mr & Mrs, another game in our long series championship to see who the better teammate is.” You finished, gesturing to yourself subtly, but Liam caught it and pushed your chair away jokingly. As much as you loved the man and wished you could be more, you wouldn’t give up this relationship you have with him for something that might work.

MR & MRS | EDIE-BABY

“Liam, what is Y/N’s favourite colour?” The same guy from before asked, one who Liam still didn’t recognise due to the facemask and hat he was wearing. Nevertheless, he held up a whiteboard where the question was scribbled in messy writing, three multiple choice answers written waiting for not only Liam’s, but also your answer. You had airpods in your ears, connected to the blaring music playing from one of the Hitech employees’ laptops, a whiteboard in your hand that you quickly scribbled out an answer to.

Liam looked over at you, holding the whiteboard to your chest protectively so he wouldn’t cheat, but there was really no way that he could.

“It’s not an answer listed here, but her favourite colour is a light brown. She always says it calms her down because it reminds her of a cafe she went to once back home.” Liam spoke, watching you as he answered. You didn’t hear a word he was saying, bopping your head along to the 2000s hits pumping through the earphones. Liam pulled one of them out, his head nodding over to the camera while you proudly turned the board around, thinking you had gotten one over on Liam.

“My favourite colour is light brown, because it reminds me of the Brew Cafe in my hometown, and it brings a really nostalgic and calm feeling.” You stated, watching the faces of the employees morph from business to shock. You looked over at Liam, who had a smug smile on his face while he listened to your answer.

“There’s no way you could have known that!” You protested, glaring accusingly at the dirty blonde. He laughed in response, and you couldn’t have felt happier in any given moment. Not even the top step of the podium could compare to the warmth spreading in your chest. Little did you know, Liam was feeling the exact same way.

“Y/N earphones back in, Liam your next question. What is Y/N’s favourite song at the moment?” The same guy asked, yet this time there were no multiple choice answers. Liam’s eyes widened, turning to look at you to think of any songs he had heard blasting from your speakers or earphones recently, or something that you had ranted excitedly to him about. He spoke to himself, mumbling about artists and songs he could remember falling from your lips. You twirled a piece of hair around your finger, thinking about the answer to the question, when suddenly it hit him.

He had to wait a few moments as you were slowly writing down your answer, still not 100% sure of yourself. It was only after you had taken an earphone out that you jumped, furiously rubbing out the answer on the whiteboard and writing a new one, looking much more satisfied with the new answer. The team counted down, and as Liam spoke, you almost dropped the whiteboard.

“Feeling Something Bad by Ellise. She’ll start singing it randomly when she concentrates, which is usually a giveaway to what songs she's been listening to recently.” Liam said his answer so confidently that it made you feel as though you were inferior because he knew your favourite song and it took you a decent minute to think of it. Liam got another point as he had gotten two of your answers right, and you were starting to feel competitive.

“Alright Liam, who does Y/N get along with best in the F2 paddock? Oscar Piastri, Dan Ticktum, or you?”

“Oh, oh. Well, she hangs out with Oscar a lot, but I don’t know if she would say they get along better than we do? Like, she’s closer with Oscar but we get along best, if that makes sense? I don’t think it does. I’m gonna say Oscar because I don’t want to be rejected, but I really hope I’m wrong and that she says me.” Liam rambled, finally deciding on Oscar, and when you were told to turn your board around, Liam’s heart sank a little. You had written Oscar, and as you began trying to defend yourself, Liam waved it off and laughed to hide the disappointment in his eyes, but you could see it clear as day. You tried to move on like he did, to keep playing the game like you didn’t hurt her best friend and crush.

You began trying to cheer the Kiwi up, dancing along to the songs playing, and occasionally belting out the chorus. He was laughing along, finally joining you to sing when you were screaming the lyrics to Promiscuous, dancing all around the garage and trying to pull him up around with you. While you were dancing with some of the employees off camera, being recorded for Instagram, Liam was still in frame of the main camera, a fond smile on his face, and anyone who had looked at him could see that he was completely and utterly whipped for you, but you were too caught up in Nelly Furtado to see it yourself.

It was your turn to answer questions now, passing Liam the whiteboard that had a little love note written on it.

I’m going to crush you.

You wrote, and Liam thought it was adorable how competitive you got in trivial games like this, but it always made him try even harder just to give you some semblance of a battle.

“Y/N! How old was Liam when he started karting?” The guy you had begun to think was not an actual Hitech employee asked. The three ages to choose from scribbled on the whiteboard. You studied them for a moment, and could see Liam in the corner of your eye writing out his own answer.

“He was seven, because I remember him telling me that there’s regulations in New Zealand that you can’t race go-karts competitively until you’re seven and then won the race.” You explained, remembering the story he had told you easily, it was one of your favourites, purely because of the joy on Liam’s face when he recounted it.

He turned the board around, showing the exact answer you had given, and he gave you a cheeky smile in response to your silent gloating about getting a point. There was nothing cuter in his eyes than you getting so worked up about a game.

“What is Liam’s pre-race superstition?” Before the board with the question and possible answers came up, your mouth blurted out the answer you already knew all too well.

“He gets in the car from the left.” You practically yelled, and Liam looked at you with wide eyes, not hearing your words but seeing the excitement at knowing the answer.

“How did you know that?” One of the Hitech PR asked as her main priority was to stir up more rumours about the two of you, as it was always good for the team’s press.

“Because I’m just as superstitious about getting in from the right side, so when he found out, he asked the team if we could switch around how our cars are placed in the garage so that we could meet in the middle, do our little ritual, and then get in the car from there.” You explained, watching as Liam wrote down his answer with no idea of the words you were saying.

When Liam turned the board around, he explained the exact same story you had, and you giggled when he finished, showing off a proud smile before putting the pieces together that you had already run the same spiel.

“It’s quite cute that the two of you explain things using basically the same words.” That same PR lady stated. And you almost rolled your eyes, almost. But you caught Liam blushing slightly, and a small, stupid part of you began jumping up and down, because not only did someone think your relationship with Liam was cute, but he blushed at that.

“It happens when you spend so much time with someone. I’ve started picking up Kiwi slang, and he’s learning some of my slang. You don’t realise it until you say something to someone when he’s not there and they’ve got no idea what I mean. It’s so normal for Liam to always be by my side, and me by his that when I’m with other people it feels weird.” You started on a ramble, something you were known for. And then just would… not… fucking… stop. The press officer looked satisfied, but as you had finally gotten your mouth to stop moving, you were scared to look over at Liam.

“Whenever she’s not within arm’s reach, I feel like I’m missing something.” Liam spoke quietly, and you gulped as you heard his words. The man was going to kill you, surely. This little production crew didn’t give a shit about your blossoming romance though, as they hurried you through to the next questions. You and Liam barely looked at eachother, your answers shorter and much more vague than they were before. You just wanted to get out of this chair and go freak out in an empty office somewhere.

“Well, the winner of this round is Liam, which means he has officially overtaken Y/N in the Hitech championship. How do you guys feel about this one?” The producers asked. You would usually have felt a bit of a blow to your chest finding out you had been beaten in two ways, but you truly couldn’t think of anything except your proximity to Liam.

“I think we found out a lot, and I’m glad to finally be ahead in the championship. I think it’s the only time I’ll ever be able to beat Mighty Mouse in anything.” Liam chuckled, reverting back to your ‘little sister’ nickname because he felt like the distance would help him process his emotions.

“Hey, you already beat me in height, age, and supercar experience, you gotta let me have something.” You whined, you looked over at Liam with a pout and puppy eyes, unintentionally making his heart pound out of his chest.

“Well you’re the cuter one of the team, and you’re a hell of a lot smarter than me, so I’d say you’re winning enough. Plus you’re higher up in the drivers standings than me.” Liam replied, leaning closer to stare into your eyes, barely two inches between your faces, you blinked slowly, afraid that any sudden movements would scare him away.

His large hand reached up, tucking a stray piece of hair behind your ear, then coming to rest at the side of your neck, his thumb resting on your jaw.

“I don’t think you realise what you do to me.” You mumbled, leaning forward very slightly to nudge your nose against Liam’s. His breath hitched, eyes boring into your soul in a way that made you freeze.

“It can’t be any worse than what you do to me. Looking as beautiful as you do, all I want to do is hold you, keep you close, show you off to the world, and I want to call you mine. I want to take you home and show you around my hometown, I want to introduce you to my parents, to take you to parties with my friends, I want to curl up in your apartment watching Harry Potter movies, and I want to dance around the kitchen with you at 2 in the morning making pancakes. I want to live my life with you.” Liam confessed, and for a few moments, you felt as though you couldn’t breathe.

You lurched forward, balling your fists up in that stupid blue sweater and pulling him closer. Liam’s eyes closed instinctively as your lips met, the coconut lip balm you applied before you came into the office was shared on your tongues, Liam’s exploring your mouth with vigor. You had never imagined him to be this passionate, this intense. But you had no complaints, his hands tugging you forward until you fell onto his lap, legs slotting in beside his own to straddle him on the wheely chair.

You broke away for a moment to catch your breath, eyes surveying every square inch of Liam’s face to commit it to memory. He truly was a gorgeous man, and you hoped you would get to see him like this many more times to come. He caught the look in your eyes and dove back into your lips, his teeth capturing your bottom lip in a bruising grip, a whimper escaping your lips before someone clearing their throat interrupted you.

“I guess we have everything we need for the video. Thanks you two.”

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violettelueur · 4 years ago

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— FUSHIGURO MEGUMI + INUMAKI TOGE || THEM TURNING INTO BABIES/TODDLERS

↳ featuring : fushiguro megumi + inumaki toge from jujutsu kaisen

↳ warnings : grammar issues

↳ form : headcanons

↳ published : 13 february

↳ pronouns : non specified in headcanon

↳ request : hi! can i request megumi and inumaki got hit by a curse and turns into a baby? like, how are the reader going to take care of them and stuff. i’m sorry if this is confusing. thank you!

↳ barista’s notes : hey there! let me admit, i’m not really confident with this headcanon, so i do apologise if it isn’t up to your standards and it’s a really cute idea ʕ♡˙ᴥ˙♡ʔ but i hope you enjoy your cup of classic black coffee (jujutsu kaisen request!) and you are welcome to come back and order again ʕ •ᴥ•ʔゝ☆

When Itadori and Kugisaki come back from a mission and you don’t see Fushiguro, you will question where your boyfriend is until Itadori shows you the child that is just casually sitting in his arms.

At first, you wanted to ask who it was until you saw his spiky hair and green eye and you were just instantly hit with a thunder of shock that it was your boyfriend just in a toddler form.

The second Fushiguro sees you, he will whine slightly and reach out to you, if Itadori doesn’t let go, he will get irritated and try to wiggle out of his friend’s gasp to go to you.

Of course, you take him from Itadori and there is an instant change in posture because he instantly relaxes in your hold just like he does when you hug him after a mission - which was what you were supposed to do today.

You asked both of your friends what happened since you were on another mission, they tell you a cursed hit him with a cursed technique and suddenly he turned into a little kid - obvious this leads you to see Ieiri, only for her to tell you that it’s just temporary and it will wear off in 24 hours.

When you try to give him to someone for them to hold him, he will have a really tight grip on your shirt/wrap his arms tighter around your neck and just flat out refuse to let go of you - he will give a death glare to Gojo if he tries to hold him.

If you place him down and crouch to his level to explain you need to go somewhere without him, he will look at you for a second before reaching his arms out to you again with somewhat teary eyes while calling you - like how could you refuse him now...pick him up

If you can’t carry him because your arms hurt and put him down, he will follow you like a lost puppy because he wants to be really close to you.

Like when he was in his normal/older form, he really loves to play with your hands and still does, but since his hands are smaller than what they usually are, he will hold the tip of your fingers and walk ‘hand in hand’ with you like that.

Even as a child, he is still really blushy when you compliment him on anything - he will get shy and hide his face in the crook of your neck.

“You’re so pretty even as a child Mimi,” then boom, he will hide his face and if you brush your finger against his chubby cheek, he will blush even more.

I feel like when he is eating, he will try to feed you - you know when kids just randomly hand you food for you to try as if you never had it before.

Even as a child, he wants to take care of you - precious boy isn’t he?

Since he loves to read, he really likes for you to read for him and how can you say no? Like how?

When he converts back to his older self, he wouldn’t remember what has happened until you tell him and show him some pictures as evidence because you had to take some since he was just too adorable not to - Gojo will also have some for blackmail.

Fushguro will be extremely embarrassed and irritated after (because of Gojo’s teasing) but he really thanks you for taking care of him - with a kiss on the forehead/cheek - since he knows he wouldn’t be alive if Itadori, Kugisaki and Gojo took care of him.

With the same scenario in the beginning as Fushiguro’s, Inumaki will come back from a mission while being carried on Panda’s shoulders and you will look at the child in pure shock.

Once you go to Ieiri to ask about the cursed technique being used, she will mention that she can’t do anything about it but it will wear off in 24 hours - so you got a child Inumaki in your hands.

Unlike Fushiguro, Inumaki is energetic and will always want something to do and what’s worse is that he is also VERY VERY talkative.

Inumaki will run around and cause chaos for everyone, especially Maki since he loves her reactions and probably knows she can’t hit him since he is now a child.

He loves getting carried around on Panda’s shoulders because he can see the whole world (slight exaggeration) from where he is seated and just loves to see from a high view - he is shorter than Maki after all.

Since his curse technique is cursed speech, he will demand affection from you - like any time of the day, he will demand it.

“Kiss!”

You have to kiss him on the cheek now.

“Pick me up!”

You will now have to pick him up and just carry him in your arms.

“Hug!”

You will now have to hug him.

When he is doing this, just know he is cutely giggling because he really enjoys the affection he is getting from you.

When it gets too much, you will playfully cover your mouth with wide eyes and he will mimic you because that is when he knows he needs to stop talking because it is getting tiring and you don’t want him to overdo it - that is the only thing you are afraid of.

When he can’t use his cursed technique, he will jump up and down for your attention with his arms raised up for you to pick him up.

When Inumaki goes back to his older self, you will look at him with such tired eyes and well as just stress auras emitting from you and he wouldn’t understand why because of amnesia~

When you explain to him what has happened, he will be nervous to talk to Maki since his kid self has caused so much trouble just he will apologise to you since you were the one taking care of him.

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sleepy-dreamers-inc · 4 years ago

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Going to School with Ranboo!|| 📌

[i was going to answer this but i was a big dummy dum dum and accidentally deleted the ask bUT I REMEMBERED YOU DEAR ANON]

irl / in-game

Genre| fluff and (minor) angst

h e a d-c a n n o n s||

Sypnosis|

You and Ranboo go to school together, so have some scenarios and thoughts about it!!

Artist| grapeichie on twitter!!

warnings| bullying, stress, swearing

Note: you are a streamer in this!! You are also in the SMP!

optional platonic or romantic!!

- so going to school with Ranboo is both amazing and weird. You two have tons of stories of the dumb shit that happened there.

- Nobody will ever find Y/N and Ranboo far apart, even if you guys dont share classes one of you will randomly appear and at this point no one questions it

- Both of you meeting up at eachothers classroom/locker to walk together to your next destination

- Both of you helping eachother with schoolwork, Ranboo would totally tutor you in any subject you struggle with. Both of you go to his house but you two end up getting bored, so he does a Facecam stream with you in the background vibing. (It was so much fun)

- You guys are both the teacher’s favorites and least favorites. You both add so much life to the school but thats the exact problem.

- Y/N: haha look at that high waisted man he got feminine hips!!

Ranboo: NOOOO THATS THE THING HE’S SENSITIVE ABOUT

That Poor Teacher:

- I can totally imagine some kids in your school being invested in the SMP and both of you just nervously sweat in the background. Bonus points if ya’ll’s friends are into it so its just absolute panic

- You trying to help him not be awkward, especially when it comes to talking to new people. I can totally see like a new girl trying to talk to him and he just panics, so you have to step in and explain and help the poor boy out.

- You two are like,, inseparable. Like literally rarely does anyone see you guys apart. So this kinda urks some people who have crushes on him, or literally just your stereotypical bully.

- So one day while you we’re grabbing things for your next class, someone slammed against the locker next to yours, slamming yours shut in the process.

“Well well well, if it isnt the clingy one. Im surprised your not with that dork, you two practically don’t function without the other.” The guy snickered, leaning forward directly in Y/N’s face.

“And how is that any of your concern? And why does it matter?” Y/N said, standing straight up staring at the guy. “Because your fucking pathetic, thats why. Your useless without him and both of us know it.” He spat, pushing Y/N to the floor with a thud, they’re books crashing to the ground around them. Snickers could be heard from around them, as well as gasps and ‘oh-no’s’.

“Awww whatcha gonna do now, freak? You gonna go cry to that loser? Because i have a better idea. Your gonna shut up, and if not, he gets hurt.” The boy said, picking Y/N up by the collar of they’re shirt, and soon slamming them back into the lockers. All he did was laugh and walk away, muttering “pathetic, good for nothing freak.”

- You went home by yourself that day, usually Ranboo walks you home so you two can hangout, but you were nowhere to be seen. This went on for 2 weeks, and you practically avoided him at all costs, not wanting him to get hurt.

- But when he walked into school one day and saw Y/N being harassed by a group of people, he surely wasn’t the one hurt.

“Awww, cant move?” One said, twisting Y/N’s wrist even more, bruising they’re arm as they whimpered in pain. “Awww i think they’re gonna cry!!” Someone else chimmed in, one girl quickly said “better take a picture of this before the moments gone.” As she giggled, snapping a photo of you in the middle of being bullied.

“Delete it, and leave.” Ranboo said, looking down at the three who were currently tormenting you. You looked so sad yet happy, but you knew what was about to happen. “I thought i fucking told you not to tell him, guess your getting it.” The guy said, kicking your stomach and slamming you against the lockers.

You never in your wildest dreams expected Ranboo to punch someone, he was so sweet and charismatic, very passive and neutral. But now, your bully laid on the floor, a bloody nose, and Ranboo towering over him. “Dont. Touch. Them.” Ranboo snarled, leaning down and looking at the bully directly in the eyes.

- A fight soon broke out, leaving one guy with a black eye, bloody nose and a bruised arm and shoulder. Ranboo got suspended, but you left with him, not wanting to be at school and instead with him.

- While walking home he stopped, pulled off his white and black hoodie, put it on you, and soon enveloped you in a hug. Y/N return the favor, and all he said shakily was ‘i love you’

- God no one ever fucked with Y/N again everyone was scared spineless

- The entire SMP had a ‘bruh’ moment when you two told them. Of course Techno was very happy about Ranboo beating some kids up.

- But like back to happy stuff,,

- Kahoot? Idk if you guys play it in school but i do, and both you and Ranboo are such a power duo in Kahoot games

- Trading each others lunch because thats what duo’s like you two do, share with the homies

- Both of you being referees in sports because if other wise someone is going to accidentally get hurt

- You having to walk Ranboo to the nurses office after he got hit in the face with a basketball.

- The librarian does not like the fact you two cannot be quiet. You both are constantly cracking up and can never keep it down

- I know for a FACT one of you got your hands on the teacher’s computer, and i know one of you are playing memes during class while your Teacher is screeching

- All your teachers think both of you are cheating because you have synced brains and get every single answer the exact. same.

- Pulling some kind of huge end of the year prank

- Both of you speaking in zoomer language and not even your classmates have any idea what your saying

- I can see both of you accidentally writing/typing ‘pog’ into a essay/class assignment and your teacher being VERY confused

- Blasting fan-made songs about both of your guys characters and everyone liking them, and both of you are just giggling and smiling because they dont know

- Your friend group see you two doing something and they’re just like “ah shit, here we go again”

- Both of you going to school events only to ensue chaos and be idiots

- On the first day one of you getting lost and the other having to go fetch the other one

- Both of you crashing at the others house to study but it probably didnt go well

- You two are honestly just encased in your own little shared bubble, just vibing and being yourselves

- i feel like this is going on forever and most of it was just angst so I’ll go ahead and cut this off lol

a/n: TWO UPLOADS IN ONE DAY??? CALL ME GO-

Okay but in all seriousness i hope this was not total shit and actually pleasant to read. Idk i just feel like this bad

Anyways I promise I’ll get to working on pt. 2 of dad wilbur but i have some other requests i need to work on. But in the meantime simp for Ranboo and Wilbur okay bye

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