#i didnt plan for this but happy anniversary!!

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Niko Sasaki, #8, Goalkeeper

An excerpt from the popular exy blog, Don't Be Daft:

Outlook So Far, So Good

Any casual exy fan knows the sport originates from Japan. Any respectable exy fan knows the ULF Ghosts have a goalkeeper who hails from the same country.

Like her teammates, Niko Sasaki's route to ULF was paved with obstacles—but this wasn't the case at its inception. Sasaki was born in raised in Osaka, Japan, three hours or so from the site of the birth of exy. As such, Sasaki was quick to join a youth exy team as a goalkeeper. Years flew by, and she became quite formidable in her position, her father a steady source of encouragement. Thus was her life until, in her mid-teens, her father passed.

Soon afterward, the decision was made for Sasaki to move to America to put some space between herself and the death of her father. Though intended to be for her betterment, the loss of her father took a toll on Sasaki. She lost motivation to complete coursework at the boarding school she attended in Port Townsend, WA, then lost motivation to attend school at all. Without her father's morale to keep her afloat, Sasaki eventually lost the joy she once had for exy, too.

However, this did not mean exy had fully left her life. Sasaki moved out of the boarding school and into a rented room in town, owned by Jenny Green, the local butcher and then-part-time Port Townsend youth exy coach (the latter of which, I have been emphatically told to clarify, was born out of financial necessity and boredom). When the two caught wind of each other's involvement in the sport, Green asked Sasaki to tag along to practices in an assistant-manager-type position—which primarily consisted of inventory and child wrangling—but some habits are difficult to quit. Green noticed Sasaki absentmindedly landing shots in empty goals during water breaks, and was promoted to coach Sasaki as well (casually and time permitting, as I have also been requested to clarify).

As Sasaki neared what would have been the end of her senior year of high school, Green was offered a position as an assistant coach at ULF. Green responded that she would accept the offer, on one condition: Sasaki also be signed onto the team.

"I'm still a little rusty, and I have a lot to learn," says Sasaki. "But I'm so excited to be returning to the game I grew up loving—and with new friends who want the best for each other, no matter what."

[tommygotwrittenoff]

eddie would try to prank buck for their anniversary by making it seem like he forgot about it and then planning a big surprise party. however, they would wake up and buck would be all smiley and say. happy anniversary eddie 🥰🥰. and eddie would be like. happy anniversary baby, btw i planned a surprise party for you <3

[pansy-picnics]

HAPPY TANGLED ANNIVERSARY!!! i didnt have time to add all the characters i wanted to last year so this year i made sure i planned ahead 🫡

ft oc cameos by @heyitsjetstream (nadia, ophelia, ariel) and @/a_tangled_odyssey on insta (opal, rodolphus, faith)

[skullsfiction]

it’s never over | sebastian vettel

pairing: sebastian vettel x actress!reader

summary: ten fateful years ago, y/n and sebastian vettel broke up, breaking hearts all over the world. present day, y/n starts leaving small hints about finding another lover. the world goes crazy.

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ynandsebplscomeback: we are gathered here today, to mourn the loss of yn and sebastian vettels relationship. 10 years ago today, their breakup was announced, shattering the hearts of millions. please, we ask for a ten minute silence from you all, thank you.

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user1: pls-i can’t take this rn 💔

user2: IT BEEN TEN YEARS??????

user3: ten depressing ass years

user4: the way we all thought they were coming back when they were sennas memorial tribute 🧍

user5: THEY WERE TALKING AND GIGGLING IT UP!!!!!! THEY TRICKED US 💔

redbullracing: 💔💔.

user6: i honestly think nobody was more hurt about the breakup then the redbull admin. they have been liking y/n+seb content since they broke up 😭😭

user7: THEY BROKE UP SO SEB COULD FOCUS ON HIS CAREER. HE NO LONGER HAS A CAREER SO THEY NEED TO GET BACK TOGHER RIGHT NOW.

user8: i remember when seb announced his retirement and everyone was so happy??? because this meant a more chance of y/n and him getting back together 😭

user9: i can’t do this right now. maybe tomorrow. not today.

user10: everyday i pray they get back together, today i will pray harder.

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yourusername: calm days 💗

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user11: no….no…no this can’t be

user12: who tf is that

user13: WHAT IS THIS?? ON THE TEN YEAR ANNIVERSARY?? WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS

user14: m-maybe that’s seb?? pls cmon tell me it’s seb. y/n i beg.

user15: you’re dating another white man and it ISNT seb??? this is unacceptable.

redbullracing: why would you do this to me

yourusername: ?

user16: DONT. do not. question mark us right now.

user17: THAT ISNT SEB Y/N AND YOU KNOW IT.

user18: guys don’t worry!! that’s definitely seb!! just look at the finger tips…i compared them to other pictures of seb and it’s literally him!

user19: this is what crazy looks like

charles_leclerc: 🤩🤩

user20: WHAT DO YOU KNOW CHARLES

user21: SEE because if it WASNT seb charles definitely wouldn’t have commented. he’s the biggest y/n+seb shipper, behind the redbull admin ofc

user22: unless i see that man man’s face, and im 1003847% certain it isn’t seb. i will continue to believe that it is sebastian and they reconnected and are planning to live happily ever after 😝😝

user23: can you guys stop harassing y/n for moving on after 10 years 😑😑

user24: seb and y/n haven’t dated anyone since they split. i feel like it’s time for her to move on. this is good for her

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sebastianvettel: calmer days!

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user25: wait a damn minute

user26: ITS HAPPENING STAY CALM EVERYONE STAY FUCKING CALM

user27: that’s y/ns leg. i fucking know it.

user28: AND HER HAND!! ITS HER FUCKING HAND GUYS!!

user29: WAR IS OVER

user30: omg wait i’m crying

user31: istg if this turns out to NOT be y/n. i will be killing myself.

redbullracing: are those the birds chirping? the sun shining?

user32: i know admin is jump in up and down in happiness

user33: OKAY GUYS WIAT WAIT WAIT J BEED TO PROCESS THIS. I NEED TIME

charles_leclerc: ❤️❤️

user34. HE KBEW!! HE FUCKING KNEW!!

user34: wait he knew….

user34: YOU FUCKING KNEW AND DIDNT SAY ANYTHING FOR GOD KNOWS HOW LONG?? YOU SICK SICK FUCK

user35: nobody will ever understand how happy i am right now

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sebastianvettel: happy one year anniversary to my beautiful beautiful wife ❤️❤️ here’s to many more!

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redbullracing: what

redbullracing: is this a joke?

redbullracing: please don’t mess with me like this

redbullracing: OMG

redbullracing: OH MY GOD

user36: holy. fucking. shit.

user37: you sick fuckers. YOU HAVE SEEN WHAT YOUR BREAKUP CAUSED AND ALL THIS TIME YOUVE BEEN MARRIED???

user38: FOR A WHOLE ASS YEAR NO LESS

user39: i don’t know if im happy that your married or mad that you LET ME THINK YOU WERE STILL BROKEN UP

user40: so many mixed emotions rn

user41: this is making my head hurt…in a good way

user42: THIS MEANS THEY WERE TIGTHER DURING THE SENNA TRIBUTE. I FUCKING KNEW IT.

charles_leclerc: happy one year 👏👏❤️

user43: okay but how did charles keep this a secret…

user44: RIGHT?? i feel liked he’d be the first to accidentally say something 😭

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yourusername: my beautiful beautiful husband 💗 one year down! many more to come!!

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redbullracing: my god it’s real…

redbullracing: MY GOD ITS REAL

redbullracing: AHHHHHH

user45: this is the most relatable thing ever

user46; thank you gods 🙏🙏🙏

user47: ive reached peak happiness

user48: okay but when are we getting wedding pics???🤨

user49: NO FUCK THIS. i need a timeline of EVERYTHING. when they met, when the got together, when they b-broke up, WHEN THEY STARTED DATING AGAIN??, when they got engaged, AND WHEN THEY GOT FUCKING MARRIED???

user50: what kills me is that we will probably never get this information 💔💔

user51: i can die peacefully now, thank you y/n ❤️

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notes; my first seb smau, hope you enjoy!! :)

[81folklore]

heaven - PIASTRI - final part

pairings: oscar piastri x private!reader (fc: gracie abrams + pinterest)

summary: on the 2 year anniversary of oscars first win in f1, everyone’s favorite couple has a surprise

type: social media au (smau)

note: well this is it!! the final part to heaven!! this ending has always been the plan and im so pleased i can finally post it, this win has been a longgg time coming and i am super stoked for oscar!!! obviously not the best race (esp for mclaren fans) but we got through it and oscar won!!!! super duper proud of my mclaren boys and i cant wait to see many more 1-2 with them!!

i honestly cant believe this is the last part to this series, this was one of the first fics i ever posted and its crazy how far its come!! to this day i get notifs that people have found the first part to this series and it blows my mind how big this has gotten. i know ive been inactive for a long time but i hope by finally finishing this fic i will find love for creating fics again!!!! love u all🩵

heaven masterlist masterlist

set 2026

youruser

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two years ago my best friend asked me to marry him, i said yes immediately. how could i say no to spending the rest of my life with someone i love so deeply?

today marks 6 months of him being my husband and i feel so incredibly blessed to be able to call him that, to be able to say that someone i love, loves me back just as much

but today is also the anniversary of my boys first win, which seems crazy now that he has many more under his belt but its true, its been two years since that crazy day in hungary and one that changed us forever

i have grown so much in the time we have been together and im so pleased i was able to do it with you, osc. i love you forever and always!

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oscarpiastri my favorite forever🤍

oscarpiastri marrying you was the best decision i have ever made

youruser my boy🌟🌟

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oscarpiastri

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i cant believe i get to call this gorgeous girl my wife, and i’ll be able to do so for the rest of our lives

you had never shone as brightly as on our wedding day, however youve continued to shine ever so bright since and i hope it never goes away, seeing you happy and content makes me feel like the luckiest man alive

thank you for saying yes all those years ago and thank you for trusting me with your heart, ill love you forever and always

your osc x

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youruser i love you so much osc

youruser you mean the world to me

landonorris congrats mate x

logansargeant i miss you guys :(

youruser we miss you too logie!!! we’ll be home soon and we will take you to dinner!!

logansargeant oscarpiastri promise?

oscarpiastri we promise

georgerussell63 happy for you both!

frederikvestiofficial come back soon i think logans withering away

oscarpiastri he’ll be fine for a few more days🙄

logansargeant nu huh!! i cant last much longer☹️

user66 oh my god she looks gorgeous 🥹🥹

oscarpiastri she is

user72 YOUR OSC😭😭😭😭

user6 im never getting over them☹️

user91 THEYRE MARRIED☹️☹️😭😭

user10 remember when yn said they werent getting married yet because they still had so much growing to do,, look at them now☹️

user47 i feel like everyones being too calm, WE DIDNT EVEN KNOW THEY WERE ENGAGED?!?!!?!

user64 LIKE WHY ARE WE NOT MORE SHOCKED

user22 bcs they are written in the stars and we all knew this was going to happen!!! liked by youruser

user30 yn with all the little babes oh i cant do this🥹🥹 liked by oscarpiastri

oscarpiastri

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lewishamilton so happy for you mate, it was a gorgeous ceremony💜

logansargeant my favorite people in the whole world

oscarpiastri we love you

logansargeant 🥹🥹 (i love you guys too)

youruser my boy forever and ever and ever

oscarpiastri 🤍🤍

landonorris you guysss😕😕

youruser love you lan!!!!

youruser

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a story told in many parts💐

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pinned youruser to osc, my best friend, my love, my husband i will love you until the end of time. i will hold your hand through everything and more, until death do us part x

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story song added heaven by niall horan text reads: my 🏠

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user72 OH MY FUCKING GODDDDD

user19 I CANNOT DEAL WITH YOU TWO 😔😔😔😔

user63 ur literally perfect for eachother wtfwtfwtf

user90 I FEEL SICK THIS IS SO CUTE

user6 oscar is so sweet🥹🥹

youruser the sweetest!!!!

[spaceycat]

i would lowkey love congressman!bucky barnes angst, like maybe he forgot ur anniversary or smthing? BUT OBVIOUSLY FLUFF AT THE END !!!!!

GAGRGAGARFGEGRUGSKGEHJGJFHBJK, i needed this - i need this. also guys idk how or why but we're spitting out so many fics rn LOL

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♫ ᴘʟᴀʏɪɴɢ: goddess by laufey (4:27)

✰ pairing: congressman!bucky barnes x fem!reader

✰ cw: hurt/comfort, bucky forgot anniversary, swearing, apologies, tears are shed

✰ word count: 0.6k+

✰ summary: bucky was caught up with work in congress and completely forgot your fifth year anniversary, he makes it up to you and comforts you accordingly.

✰ a/n: yall im actually obsessed with the gif, his hair looks delicious

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༺colour chart༻ reader ❀ bucky 𖤐

He forgot, he said he wouldnt but he did. Bucky forgot your anniversary because he was too caught up with work for congress. In his defence it's a hard and demanding job, but he promised you that he would be there and it's your 5 year anniversary for crying out-loud.

You sat alone at some fancy restaurant in the upper-side of DC, wearing a dress that Bucky bought you specifically for this night - this night that you were waiting for, for so long. He made you wait like a fool, you had to eat alone. It felt like everyone's eyes in the restaurant were on you, like they knew. Some article will probably be plastered everywhere with your face on every newspaper talking about how idiotic you were waiting for him.

You came back alone, shedding off your coat - spotting the wilting flowers that Bucky bought you a few days ago. There were no flowers to replace them, you had to toss them out. You got changed out of your dress, out of your makeup that you spent too long on, your hair that you recently got cut but he didn't notice.

You were sitting alone on the couch, watching some sappy romance movie that Bucky would hate, but he wasn't here to say anything or commentate so why should you care.

That's when you heard the front door unlock, he was home - you had to face the music now. He'd shed off his jacket, hanging it up. He'd walk over to you, loosening his tie. A short, urgent kiss was placed to the side of your face, "Hey, doll." "..Are you forgetting anything?" You said, not looking away from the tv - he'd turn around, confused. "What?--" You'd look over to him, a frown on your face - he really forgot?

He'd think it over for a moment, before looking at the calendar nearby. "Shit-- baby.. oh god, I'm so sorry, doll." He'd step towards you, but you simply just looked back to the tv. "I'm really sorry, I completely lost track of time-- I had alot of work to do." "I know." "Doll.. you're upset." "I'm not upset." "You are, you have that pout on your face." "I have the right to upset." You said a bit too harshly, "I didnt say you didn't." "I'll make it up to you, okay?" You'd simply turn off the tv, standing up. "Doll.." He'd try to reach out and grab your hand, "I'm going to bed, Happy Anniversary, Buck." You'd walk off to your bedroom, knowing that sleep could divert your thoughts from all this.

You felt the tears prickling up in your eyes almost instinctively when you walked into the bedroom, closing the door behind you - you know that he didnt do this on purpose and felt guilty but you just felt so dumb for all of it. You'd sit down on the bed, your head held in your hands as you just sobbed.

And Bucky was on the other side of the door, hearing you cry all because of him and he felt horrible but didnt want to talk to you just yet - he had a plan.

The next morning, you woke up - Bucky didn't join you in bed that night, you felt guilty. You got out of bed, doing your skincare and brushing out your hair in the bathroom. When you walked out of the bedroom, you noticed that the vase that originally had the wilted flowers in it that you threw out the night before was replaced with fresh red roses. As you looked into the living room, the doors that opened to the patio were open - revealing Bucky sitting down outside on a picnic blanket an assortment of snacks beside him.

You'd walk over to him, "What's all this?--" "An apology for me being a dick and forgetting our anniversary.." "Buck.." "Sit-- please?" He'd grab your hand, gently leading you down to sit beside you as he was trying to pick what snack to feed you. "Don't you have work?" "Family emergency.." "What?" "I called in saying I had a family emergency, which is kind of what this is if I want a family in the future." He'd joke, earning a small laugh from you. He'd hold a chocolate covered strawberry up to your mouth, you took a bite - nodding in approval. "Where'd you get all this food?" "You're full of questions today." You raised an eyebrow at him, "I called in some favours.." "Mhm.." You smiled at him, watching as he ran a hand through your hair. "Thank you for the roses, by the way." "Of course, doll. Happy Anniversary to the love of my life."

"Happy Anniversary."

[cxffecoupx]

love languages: choi seungcheol

choi seungcheol x gn reader fluff, headcanon warnings: one single mention of making out, sex, ass word count: 497 author's notes: very self-indulgent, i should add. i planned on writing all thirteen members' together. then i decided to go age-wise. now, we're doing it by each member :') hope you enjoy!

gift giving:–

loves to show his affection you by giving you gifts. specifically, stuff that you want. it's not even mentioned directly — he just noticed you look at a pair of earrings for a little too long and with a little too want. mentally notes it. wont stop until he buys it and baam the next thing you know, he hands it to you on your birthday, your anniversary, or any other random day. stuff like these don't need any special reason, he says. doesnt even have to be anything expensive or extraordinary. even that keychain you saw at the supermarket while grocery shopping, that you then thought you didnt really need. he gets it for you the next day. would become super duper happy when he sees you using it.

"what's this," you ask as you tear open the wrapper and find a cherry blossom keychain inside. "I noticed you looking at it yesterday. so I went there and bought it.

quality time:–

loves to spend his time with you, most of it, if not all. always there to listen to your rants and talks, even if it's just about how rough work was, or something funny that happened, or just straight up blabbering. instantly gives you hundred percent of his attention when you start talking. also loves to get off work quick so that he can rush back home and be with you. however you decide to spend the time, he wants you to do it with him. it could be cooking, watching tv, doing laundry or skincare. it doesn't matter as long as you're doing it together.

"cheol, you won't believe what happened today!" seungcheol immediately turns his phone off and sits up straight as you approach, "what is it, love?" "our boss's wife showed up and started shouting at him!" "really?? why?"

physical touch:–

if he could attach you both together, he'd try that- always on you. you're connected, somehow, someway. you could be hugging, kissing, cuddling, making out, having sex, but he needs his skin to be touching your skin. it's such a deeper level of connection for him, that you're both familiar with each other's bodies, comfortable to share it with the other. it's very personal to him and he cherishes the feeling. however, in public, where he can't really engage in pda (he would, but you'd just glare at him), he finds other ways of holding you. hand on your waist, or the small of your back, or the curve of your ass; arm around your shoulder; caressing your cheeks or booping your nose. and if you reject his touches, be prepared to deal with a sulky kidult (pun intended). in general, he needs your touch to survive.

seungcheol's wrapped around you as soon as he comes home, huge arms on your waist and head on your shoulder. he doesnt say anything, only smiles when you turn around and kiss him. now he is home, he thinks and sighs contently.

[catmask]

ALSO ALSO im trying to respond to everuone individually (tho stopping for now to go to bed) but seriously thank you all so much for the birthday wishes... ;_; this is a weird time of year bc its very close to the anniversary of losng forrests mom and having to move/leave our friends behind

so i got in this weird funk of trying to smile and ve happy for my birthday bc everyone kept asking me if i had plans or i was excited, and the truth is i didnt know if i really had it in me to do much... but everyone reaching out and sending wishes made my heart very warm and i feel like i couldnt have asked for a better chill birthday ;7;

[zmbiiskullz]

dating sal fisher !! (no gender mentioned :3)

- i feel like he's a big gift giver and words of affirmation type of guy

- he'd remember what u'd want if u mentioned it or what u'd be eyeing at a store. he'd buy it the second he was able to. u wanted a cd that u mentioned? "hey i got u something" u were eyeing a shirt? "i thought it would look nice on u"

- he'd bake u sweets and pasteries for special occasions like ur anniversary, birthday, ur parents' birthday, etc.

- ALSO talking about words of affirmation, he'd motivate u to do hw, or clean ur room; HE'D EVEN OFFER TO HELP U. he'd just write u sweet notes during class with his doodles on it and give it after school or during class or even during lunch.

- he'd cancel any plans he had on any day to hang with u

- if u were upset he'd def just softly caress ur back and listen to u talk before he talked to u and help u through whatever u were going through. i feel like he'd ask u if u wanted reasonable advice or support and comfort and he'd give u whatever u chose.

- it'll take time for him to open up to u, physical touch included. it'll take him awhile to get used to ur touch. but once he realizes that "oh shit they acc like me and acc want to be with me and hold hands and kiss" he'll want more physical touch.

- slowly once he got used to ur love and affection he'd show his face to u. he was so scared u were gonna be like "wtf ermm" but u didnt, and he cried. like hard. he was just so happy someone loved him for him.

- how u guys first met i feel like u were at lunch and he came up to u and complimented something u were wearing !! and u complimented him back and yall just started talking after that, finding out stuff about eachother like any bands u guys liked? or genres of movies? literally anything.

- he asked u on a date first, he was so nervous he couldnt sleep the night before. he like confessed his love to u and u accepted his feelings back and he just was so happy.

(lowk short sry yall😓)

[worriedvision]

He forgets your anniversary - Ifa

Gender neutral reader, basically Ifa being stupid. They are married. Happy ending kind of, just sth I thought up. The movie mentioned was one I made up inmy head, but it's p obvious why

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"Morning babe!" You cheer out to Ifa, who kisses you on the cheek. He seems very excited, which makes you worry that he's found out the plans you've set for your anniversary. "Guess what day it is today!"

"Movie night with Ororon! Ah, it feels like months since I last saw him..." Ifa sighs out, hands on his hips. "Oh, could you make those really nice fruit snacks for us? Those really juicy ones that have a nice bit of freshness to them?"

You blink awkwardly before nodding. He gives you a quick 'thanks bro' before heading out to do his work for the day.

Looking at the plans you had for the day - you got reservations, a really nice outfit and you even cooked a really nice breakfast you hoped to sit down and have with him in addition to some gifts for him.

But nope, he didn't even acknowledge the breakfast that you had plated up. You decide to call in a nearby neighbour for breakfast, claiming you simply made too much for yourself.

You make the fruit snacks your husband wanted - there were times that you thought he wasn't a fully grown adult and this was a golden example of one time you did. You figured knowing him, he would run over to Ororons place for movie night before even thinking of his request.

Ororon looked visibly confused when you had arrived with Ifas snacks, even more so when you say it's for movie night.

"Isn't Ifa going to be hangjng out with you tonight? Isn't it your anniversary today?"

My God, even Ororon knew what day it was. Ororon!

"Well, he was really excited about movie night with you." You shakily let out. "I'm fine."

"Bro, you look constipated. You don't look fine." Ororon points out.

"I...I just put too much expectation into today's date. I'll know for next time that it's just another day." You smile, your mouth shaking, but you somehow keep any tears in. "Well, enjoy the movie tonight." You run away in a desperate effort to get home to mope around.

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"Bro, what movie have you chosen for tonight?" Ifa cheers, putting Ororon into a headlock.

"How about 'How to forget a date'?" Ororon hums out.

When Ifa goes 'sure', Ororon still doesn't get how stupid his friend was being at this moment.

The entire movie was about a couple who were having relationship issues - notably, one person who keeps forgetting dates to the point the other person is shown to have decreased self-esteem, and ultimately ends in the pair breaking up. The person who forgot important dates happens to find out the other person did eventually find someone else - basically exactly like him personality wise, the sole difference being the fact this guy remembered dates. The character wakes up (yes, it was ALL a dream), and they land up saving the relationship that they let dwindle on time.

Ifa watches, eating the fruit snacks, while Ororon is uncharacteristically quiet, staring at him.

"Bro, this is your movie choice." Ifa chuckles. "Why are you stating at-"

"It's your one year anniversary with your spouse, Ifa. I hoped the movie title would have knocked some sense into you." Ororon crosses his arms, the dawning realisation hitting Ifa.

At first, Ifa was about to say it wasn't today, and he even pulls out his calendar to prove it, only to have his face fall when he realises.

Yes, that was today.

"Dude..." Ororon huffs. "What are you gonna do?"

"I'll look for -"

"IFA! How could you forget the day you got married?" Citlali yells. "I had to sit with your spouse to reassure them that you were being an idiot. They gave their reservation up for a couple after you didnt show up."

"Granny,"

"You better run off and figure out a way to properly apologise to the person you allegedly love. Or else, maybe Ororon could be your placeholder, since even he knew about the anniversary."

Ifa doesn't dare overstay his welcome, running with no exact plan.

He does land up getting a beautiful bouquet, and some really nice chocolates, but he knew that was not going to be enough after he told you he was looking forward to watching a movie instead of being available for your anniversary. Maybe he could use his name to get a good reservation with a wonderful view, and he could see about being your maid for the day - doing whatever you wanted.

When he approaches the house you both lived in, he knocks lightly before entering. It was midnight, so he was technically too late anyway, but he still tries.

"Babe?" Ifa calls out lightly. He notices your figure sitting, eating to get over how much you had drank with Citlali, and he hears your soft sobs.

"I'm an idiot, I know." Ifa sighs, quietly closing the door behind him. "I completely forgot, I'm sorry."

"Nah, it's just not an important day. It's childish for me to not be able to get over it."

Ifa pulls you in, which you surprisingly don't fight but that's possibly because a hug from anyone would be good.

"Babe, I'll find a way to make it up to you I promise. I'll do whatever you want this week. I'll do some nice surprises for you." Ifa speaks, hoping to keep any dates he does find a secret so he can tell you to wear something nice.

"You're so fucking stupid." You cry into his chest.

"Yes I am. I heard as much from Ororon." Ifa sighs, kissing the top of your forehead.

"Just hold me tonight." You mumble into your husband. "I just need some reassurance you won't leave me for someone else."

That, Ifa would gladly do.

[tookthe-405]

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loser!ellie x bsf!reader

a.n : soo this is the Prologue to my first series and it’s hopefully gonna turn out to be a slowburn with a lot of pining, but also a roadtrip !!!

summary: Ellie and readers first time meeting!!! Fluffy and comfort

Warning : traumatic event, a person faints, mentions of hospital, reader is being bullied in some way? and i think thats it but if i forgot something tell meee

June (8 years ago)

(reader is 9 and Ellie is 10)

readers pov :

You can`t even see the street in front of you, with those tears in your eyes.

Step by step you try to whipe them away but they keep coming back so everything is blurry.

It started pretty simple. The other kids didnt let you play volleyball with them, which didn`t suprise you. They haven´t spoken to you in so long, not even when you tried to talk to them at school break.

A few Months ago your parents had their 20 years Anniversary and their plan was it to celebrate that big. They invited the whole Neighbourhood to your house, they cooked amazing dinner an had their weird music on. Everything was generally fine. Your grandma wanted to pick you up 2 hours later at 6 p.m, so that you you still have some quality time with your parents.

You haven`t seen your parents this happy and excited for something in ages, your whole body relaxed seeing them this careless.

You still remember the view you, sitting on a kitching chair while your father made some milshakes for the guests, when you suddendly heard your mother scream. Hearing this noice from someone you love this much is one of the wost things youve ever expierenced. But not as bad as seeing your big brother unconcious in your mothers arms on the floor. Then everyone and everything moved fast. It felt like your soul left your body for a moment. You weren`t able to move or talk, let alone think. You stood there staring at him till your uncle pulled you aside and drove you in shock to your grandmas.

For a few hours you only cried into your grandmas arms not sure what had happened. She seemed to know but she defentily didnt tell you, she only held you tight and whispered that everyting will be either fine, okay or good. You didn`t believe shit. If no one can even tell you what was wrong with your brother, then it had to be something serious.

Hours later you prarents finally called, saying that they`ll stay at the hospital for the night with your brother. Being left behind and not knowing what was going on exacly kept you up the night, jumping out of your sleep and running to your grandmothers bed with tears in your eyes.

The next day your brother was standing in the door, looking like a ghost. Pale, without much emotions in his face and for a second you actually thought he wasn`t real.

He didn`t talk to you at all, the whole time staring straight ahead at nothing. Your father took the both of you to the car, while your mother talked with you grandma, and told you that your not allowed to tell anyone what happened. That confused you even more, because what had happened? You asked that the whole ride home but everyone kept being quiet, even your brother who sat next to you would just stare out the window in silent.

Turns out the kids in school still heard about it from someone and now everyone is either ignoring or whispering about you. Mia, a girl from your class who you considered a friend, told you that she wasn`t allowed to talk to you anymore. She didnt know why, just that her parents had told her that.

You exepted to be left out after a few weeks, but this time it just seemed harder to ignore. Your whole class was on a beach trip today, even the teachers agreed to it and after a while you realised that there was nothing and no one there for you.

When you felt the tears running down your cheeks you just left, because if anyone would see you crying then they woudn`t ever talk to you again for sure.

You`re sure that no one saw you leave, or even the teacher didn`t care about you as much anymore.

The warm summer air is blowing your hair back a bit and you could hear the gentle waves of the ocean. Your head turns around and now your in a little neighberhood but still close enough to see the sea, so for sure not that lost.

"hey you!"

You wince and your head spins for a bit, trying to find out where the voice came from, now staring at a girl?

she has very short auburn hair, cut in a bowl form, and is around your age. Her green eyes are peer right into your soul and she is just sitting in front of a house on the grass, with a comic in her hands.

Of all the things that you notice about this girl, her lightning McQueen crocs were the first.

You frowned, but she just kept gawking at you like it was the most normal thing in the world. Any other girl wouldn't have allowed herself to do something like that, or at least it would be embarrassing for her, but not this girl. Boys can do whatever they want, it will be avenged with something.

“He’s just so silly”

“He’s a boy of course he would do something like that”

“It’s okay it’s not his fault, boys are like that”

Girls don't. We're always not doing something right.

“How embarrassing, god be more mature”

“Now she’s trying to be funny”

“All the hormones must be the reason your this way, right?”

For a few moments the both of you are just staring at each other, you with an uncertain look on your face and she studying you.

"did joshua sent you?" she asks with an suspicious expression.

"Who`s joshua?"

"a dick" the girl answers, focusing on her comic again.

A giggle left your lips and she looked up at you again, grinnig slightly.

"he`s a guy from my school who said i stole his pencil. Since then he just keeps ringing on my door and running away. Its annoying and now im just sitting here waitig for this coward to show up"

you`ve never seen her before, so you are probably not even at the same school but something makes you stay anyway. Theres no reason to ask her anything else, you dont know the guy she looks for and you dont even know each other. But shes the first person in long time who atually speaks to you normally.

"did you stole it?"

"yeah"

Your eyes meet and a smug look appears on her face again.

"so why are you crying?" she lets her comic down beside her on the grass.

"oh wow! your`re only realising it now?" maybe you don’t look that bad and can go back in a while, lets face it you have no where to go.

"nah but i wanted to make sure you’re not one of joshuas little sister or something first"

Your hopefull smile dies.

"how old is he? I’m sure I’m his age"

" hes 9"

"see, me too"

her brows go up in sarcastic shock.

"could’ve sworn you were 7"

"huh?!" you gasps irritated

"kidding. so why are you crying?" the girl asks again.

you don’t know how to answer that and you were too embaressed to even think about it.

"I really wanted to play volleyball" you kind of lie.

she nods, understanding apperantly, even tho you don’t know one person who would actually cry because of not being able to play volleyball.

"we can fix that" she gets up quicker than you can react to her decision.

"what do you mean" you grab the end of your shirt nervouse and shy of this fast, new situation. you’ve just met each other?

" i have a volleyball in the garage and the beach is down the street? we can play a bit if you want to" her cheeks turn pink and you smile happy. She sounded genually interested in spending time with you, you can hear her own nervousness in the way her voice breaks at the end.

"yeah that would be... pretty nice. Um whats your name?"

You follow her to The garage, she walked way more confident than you ever did and she was a bit taller too.

"Ellie, yours?”

a.n: gonna start writing chapter 1 and it’ll hopefully be out in a week btw my inner feminist was showing up there for a sec idk if 9 year olds relate to that sorry (idc)

Anyways hope you guys liked it and there will be smut in the future sooo mdni!!

would be sweet if you rebloggg (🙏)

[actualmagus]

Statement Ends: March 25th 2025

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SPOILERS FOR THE MAGNUS ARCHIVES FINALE

I am very glad that i ended this not only today, on the anniversary of the ending, but that The Magnus Protocol is already on its season 2, and trust me there are some things that i imagine how it coudve been if i had listened to it without so many spoilers and all, like how the Mother's plan to spread to the multiverse couldve had a much bigger impact if i hadnt known and how i somewhat knew how itd end, but im glad it happened like this, because, in another time of my life, i know that having to leave this podcast, that an END end wouldve utterly wrecked me. This podcast means much more than i couldve predicted, which is so funny that im getting emotional over a horror tragedy queer little podcast but if youre reading this you probly know that its much more than that. Consider this my love letter to The Magnus Archives and Rusty Quill, @jonnywaistcoat for blessing, or more appropriately cursing this world with this story.

Now onto talking about the finale, i had seen a lot of spoilers and i really thought i knew how this would go, but i didnt, i really didnt think Jon wouldve gone against everyone to get rid of the fears, possibly mercy kill the world and trap the great powers to starve and wither into inexistence. Martin saw it coming though, he just thought hed be able to hold jon off a bit, and so comes the tragedy part of the horror tragedy.

The statement per se was incredible, the genesis of the fears, or the fear, starting with the hunt (or something now recognizable as it) and its development, coevolution - which is described as when two or more species reciprocally affect each other's evolution through natural selection. As animals and eventually humans evolved into their complex psyches and associating for exemple the fear of the things lurking in the dark into just fear of the dark, the fear of their own end, their eyes decieving them, fires burning their homes and the despair of it all, the strangers, ones whom they dont know and, for the more social species who need to live with one another to survive (cause FYI, loneliness is made in our brains, saying "if youre alone youre going to die" cause were social animals and we need each other to survive), fear of being alone. Then with the mythification of fear, the creation of stories to explain what theyre afraid of and sharing of those terrors, which fractured and transformed the "entity(/entities)". The birth of war as we now have come to know it developed with the ascension of puppeteering and scheming, like how so many technologies and inovations, like computers *wink*, were first concieved for war. And then the inconceivable, that beauty and wonder isnt just found in cute harmless things, "Minds that saw the faces of the things that were fear, and were compelled as much as they were repulsed." And when our fears of others manipulating us, The Spider gained a mind, and started plotting not only out of greed but the desire to be free, and to spread, and then "it chose its fool: The Great Eye, the most unwise of all the fragments". Like, fair hit but still hurts. Just. Overall. Incredible. I could spend the day talking about it.

Also so happy for our lesbians getting to live in a happy world again, if not somewhat traumatized but not apocaliptic one.

Additionaly, i have a theory. It could be a reach because i havent watched any of TMAGP yet, but i know some computers, though it was never popular, could use VHS tapes as backup storage or something, maybe, MAYBE, jon and martin were pulled with the fears in the tapes through to the universe of tmagp, but idk. Anyhow. Very exited to catch up to tmagp to be apart of the discussions here and stuff in real timeee.

Thank you to everyone involved in the Archives, that was truly an incredible experience.

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[o-sunny-day]

Work in progress for something big……

if you look real closely youll see it says HAPPY 10TH ANNIVERSARY

And if you look even closer YOULL SEE THAT THE 10TH ANNIVERSARY IS IN LIKE 9 MONTHS 😭😭😭😭😭😭 I mean it when I say this project is huge, I plan for it to be a full blown music video for this song but you didnt hear that from me

disappears into the shadows

I dont intend to show many wips for this or mention it much cause its gonna be very on and off for me but I think giving myself 9 months is realistic….i just wanted to show this first bit since its the least…interesting compared to the ideas I have

[sacred-gaze]

the one that got away.

♫ rec: when i was your man by bruno mars

✰ an enhypen scenario || word count: around 2k, w/ fem-presenting!reader, heeseung, & sunghoon

✰ description — years after an anniversary dinner gone wrong, heeseung finds himself singing at your wedding as a favor to you and your new husband, even if that meant he’d have to bury his feelings and his regrets from the past.

✰ warnings — angst. literally just a lot of angst.

✰ note — inspired by the off my face cover by heeseung (and A LOT of kdramas....). 🤍 enjoy !

(why didnt i change the warnings good god IGNORE THE OG WARNINGS ITS FIXED NOW I FORGOT TO CHANGE IT WHEN I COPIED THIS FORMAT FROM MY OTHER DRAFT OMLLL)

The sun had fallen in the early evening. The sky was dark, though plastered with stars. It was a day in mid-July, a clear day after a week's worth of rainy days, and the air felt so clear, the breeze so warm but soft. It was a day that would begin your new life, and relive in your memories every day for the rest of your life. You knew that too well.

In a white tent surrounded by a meadow of sunflowers, lights all around, lighting up the grounds as the wedding march echoed from the grand piano, everyone was standing, watching as you, the bride, walked down the aisle, hooked arms with another’s arm, as you approached your fiancé, soon-to-be husband, Sunghoon. His furrowed brows raised at the sight, you in a beautiful white dress, lace at every edge of the dress, your hands delicately shown off bare, your ring finger empty only for a few more moments. Sunghoon gazed at you, admired every piece of you, curving his lips into a smile. A whisper, “You’re so beautiful, Y/N,” comes from his mouth for only you to hear. Your cheeks heated up, just like they did on your first date, when he said a cheesy pick up line to make you laugh, which it did, but you felt your cheeks heat up, like you were blushing, too. He noticed it quick.

The priest started to speak, everyone took their seats once again. It went quiet, only the soft echo of crickets in the far distance behind the strong voice of the priest’s. He goes on to welcome the guests and start the speech to where Y/N and Sunghoon would repeat his words and then kiss to confirm their marriage to one another. They had said their vows privately that morning, backs facing each other on a wide bench by the water. It was beautiful, and it respected the tradition of not seeing each other before the wedding. It was your idea, and Sunghoon tried his best to not sneak a glance but he knew you looked so beautiful.

You had this day planned out since you were six, the first time you took one of the pillow sheets and put it on your head like a veil, prancing around the house like a happy bride. You picked out your ideal dress through boredom on a late night in middle school, chose what your bouquet would like in after a trip to a community garden. You had met the most perfect man, had the perfect life, your perfect wedding, but there was something missing.

In the crowd, in the middle of the third row on the left side, sat Heeseung, his hands knotted together in his lap as he watched you kiss him. His face was pale, his eyes wide but inside, he felt his heart shatter and all the little pieces fell to his stomach. There was a part of him that knew he had no reason to feel this way, but he couldn’t help it.

He wasn’t supposed to be there. He only went because you asked, as a favor. He was a singer, a very good one, and the original singer you had hired came down with the flu last minute so you called him in a panic as a last resort. He said yes, which surprised you, but you were thankful. You gave him a list of songs that the original singer had made for their performance, and Heeseung told you he’d be there and that was the end of it. Now, at the wedding, you had forgotten he was to attend at all. You felt his stare, amongst the other eyes glued to you from all around the room, but his was distant, yet it tore you apart little by little.

After the kiss, everyone rose from their seats and clapped, cheering for you and Sunghoon, except Heeseung. He didn’t stand with the others, but once he did, he turned and scooted through the other people in the row so he could get ready for his performance at the reception.

If he was asked about how he felt, not that he ever would be, but if he was, he would say that it took everything in him to stay for the reception and to sing in front of everyone—old friends, some faces he didn’t recognize, and the family he was supposed to be apart of. It was his fault, everyone in that room knew it, claiming more than Heeseung did, but that wasn’t true. He relives his nightmare everyday, seeing you with another man, happier without him.

You and Sunghoon had gone off to change into more comfortable, though still formal outfits, with Sunghoon wearing a lighter colored suit, a loose tie and one open button at the top. Meanwhile, you looked like a diamond, white dress that fell to just above your knees, maybe of silk and satin, oh it looked wonderful on you. It was the dress Heeseung had picked out for you years ago, but you had forgotten that. It was now the dress that you and Sunghoon would have your first dance in. Nothing Heeseung ever did for you mattered anymore, maybe it never once did.

Everyone had taken their seats at their tables, drinking champagne and waiting for the speeches to start. Heeseung sat at the stage, his face low to keep hopefully no attention on him whatsoever. You and Sunghoon sat at this long table, with the maid of honor, best man, and the bridesmaids and groomsmen all on either side of them. The best man started first with his speech, his name was something with a “J,” an English name, but his accent was no American. He was apparently dating the maid of honor—who started her speech directly after the best man’s—which made Heeseung smile a bit because he had met the maid of honor plenty of times before, when he was with you. She used to be voluntarily lonely, never wanting to date because she could never find the one. But it seemed she did. They have a son, last he heard. He was happy for her, even though he knew that she hated him for everything that happened with you.

Sunghoon’s speech was next, and it was absolutely beautiful. Poetic, if you will. He spoke nothing but beauty and love of you, every word a new meaning for you, describing every perfect you behold. It made Heeseung want to fall apart right at the spot. He promised himself he wouldn’t let himself fall down this hole again, that he’d move on and fall out of love with you, but that could never happen. He was stuck on you. There wasn’t a single reason to him that made him not love you, or even consider the possibility of not loving you. You were his moon, his star, his every part of him, but you didn’t love him. You haven’t loved him for a long time. You weren't his, and he wasn't yours.

Then, it was time. Sunghoon and you walked to the middle of the dance floor, holding each other’s hands and preparing to dance as Heeseung stood up and approached the microphone stand. He glanced back at the pianist behind him who nodded at him before starting to play the song, Off My Face by Justin Bieber. Their song. But it wasn’t theirs anymore. He was sure that it never was.

Heeseung clears his throat quietly as he turns back to the microphone, one hand wrapped around it while the other fell to the stand, holding it gently, space between his palm and the pole. He starts to sing, every note and every line perfectly harmonized as the couple danced together.

Everyone watched the couple quietly, with eyes of admiration and small smiles, but only one ever looked at you and it was you. Sunghoon’s back faced Heeseung for a few moments as you and him swayed together, and that was when, just between the chorus and the verse, you had met eyes with the boy you once loved, the one singing at your wedding to another man.

Once the song was over, Heeseung stepped back to take a drink out of his water just as everyone else joined in on the dancer floor for another song, one more upbeat than the slow, love song he had just sung for the couple’s first dance. He sang another song, then another, and a couple more before his set was done and he grabbed his stuff and headed out of the reception tent. He headed to the parking lot just a hundred feet away but just before he made it there, his name was called and his heart stopped for a second. It was you.

“Heeseung, wait,” you caught up to him, holding your heels in your hands so you wouldn’t break them or twist your ankles trying to catch him before he left. “You’re leaving?”

Heeseung quickly looked over to the tents then back to you. “Yeah, I, uh, finished my set.”

You reached your hand out to him, “No, you should stay. Enjoy it,” you gave him a smile, “Might be the only wedding you’ll attend,” it was a harmless joke, but Heeseung took it differently.

“Are you saying I won’t get married?” His voice sounded hurt, but stern at the same time. He was trying to stand his ground, while dying on the inside.

“What? No, I— I was joking,” You lowered your hand, “What’s wrong?”

But Heeseung raised his eyebrows. “What’s wrong?” He scoffed, “You asked me to sing at your wedding, of all things, of all people, you asked me to come here and relive everything that happened.”

You were confused, “Relive? You mean I would have to relive it? You broke my heart, Heeseung. You were never going to marry me. We had no future—”

“Did I say that?”

“Say what?”

“Did I say I would never marry you?” Heeseung repeated, “Did I ever say we had no future?”

You stepped back, “Well no but you never did anything that proved otherwise.”

But Heeseung shook his head and rubbed his face, trying to stay calm as you continued on.

“You never told me you would marry me, you never even asked about our future or even talked about it. You and I were together for three years and there was nothing you did that gave me any hope at all for us.”

Heeseung clicked his tongue, pushing his hair back, “God, Y/N, are you really that oblivious?”

You furrowed your brows, “What?”

“I was going to propose to you that night.”

Seven years ago, you and Heeseung met at your work—a cafe at the time—because that morning, he was craving a frappe and he knew that the cafe you just so happen to work at made the best coffee. You were his barista, and he fell in love with you the moment he saw you. He left his number on a napkin and you waited a day to call because you didn’t want to seem desperate, but also that you didn’t want to see him again either. On the first date, so memorable, you read out your favorite quotes from your favorite books, which he asked for because he knew you liked to read. Over a handful of dates and a million talks, you and him fell for each other—hard. He was all who you wanted, for three years, he was the boy you wanted to marry. He was your endgame, or you wanted him to be it.

For your three year anniversary dinner, he had made a reservation at your favorite restaurant, bought your favorite flowers, and dressed in your favorite suit of his. You wore his favorite dress, a white, short dress that fell just above your knees. You two headed to the restaurant around six, seated around six-thirty. It was good at first, he opened the car door for you, held the restaurant’s door open for you, pulled the seat back and pushed it in for you. He did what he always did. But for months, you wished for more. You had been wanting to hint for him to do something more, to take the next step in the relationship, but it was never the right time to talk about it. But instead, you dropped hints. For a year now, every day, you’ve dropped some kind of hint, and only realized that morning that it had been a year, and there was nothing. No conversations about the future, not even a poke at it. Nothing. You had enough.

During appetizers, you broke the silence, which was only there because he was eating and you were sipping on your wine, with a simple, but cold statement—“I don’t think this is going anywhere.”

Heeseung, confused and taken aback, almost spit out his food. “What are you talking about?”

“I’m talking about us, Hee. You’ve done the same thing over and over again, for the last three years, and you’ve never even given the thought of asking me to marry you.”

“Y/N—”

“And I’ve dropped hints, every single day since our two year anniversary—a year of this cycle, I can’t,” You shook your head, “I had your mother talk with you about proposing, I had your brother talk to you endlessly about his own wife. God, I even had a fake email about wedding rings sent to you by my friends so you’d finally ask me!” You abruptly stood up from your seat, everyone in the room was staring at you and him. You sighed. “I can’t wait around anymore for you.”

Heeseung stared at you, tears slowly forming in his eyes, those bambi eyes of his, “Y/N . . .”

You shook your head, “It’s over, Heeseung.” And you grabbed your coat and left the restaurant. He sat there, completely still. Everyone stared for another few moments out of pity before turning back to their own dinners. Heeseung slowly took out the box from his pocket and set it on the table, opening it and looking at the ring he had bought months ago, waiting for this exact day to propose to you and to make you his bride. But he was too late. He was just a day too late.

“I took you to your favorite restaurant, asked you to wear my favorite dress—which you’re wearing for him tonight, ironic enough!—and I wore your favorite suit. I took you there and I ordered your favorite foods, your wine, everything. I had it all planned out. I was going to tell you how much I loved you after we ate the appetizers,” Heeseung declared to you then, a choking sob in his throat, “I was going to propose to you minutes after you decided we were over. I noticed every hint and I planned it all, from the beginning. But I was too late. Right?”

You had started to cry, “Heeseung . . .”

He shook his head, “I have never stopped loving you, since the day I met you. Not even when you ruined me, when I cried for months on end, for the humiliation, the heartache, I have never stopped loving you. Until tonight,” he turned, "Goodnight, Y/N."

“No, Heeseung, please,” you went towards him, grabbing his arm, “Please,” implying you wanted a second chance, just a few yards from your newly wedded husband. Heeseung knew he didn't love you anymore. Tonight was his closure. The regret, the miserableness, the mourning of what could've been—it was finally over.

“You remember that quote you told me? On our first date?” Heeseung stared at you, coldly, “Maybe if you were the moon, I could’ve loved you the same,” he then scoffed, “It had always been about us, huh?”

You shook your head, “Hee, please—”

“No, Y/N.” Heeseung took his arm out of your grasp, stepping back from you, “Congrats on your marriage,” and he walked away from you, leaving you to fall to your knees on the grass, crying to yourself as he got into his car and left. You got up a few moments later and returned to the wedding.

You never told Sunghoon what happened, claimed you fell on the way back to the tents after you had gone out to thank Heeseung for coming since he was leaving so abruptly, and Sunghoon, being the kind person he was, didn't question any of it. He helped you get cleaned up and danced with you until it was time to head off to your honeymoon. But Heeseung never left your mind.

Months went by, then years, and Sunghoon never knew what you had done that night, begging Heeseung for another chance, that you would've thrown everything you had for the boy you broke. He never knew.

On the night of Christmas Eve, the one following your eleventh wedding anniversary, the kids were asleep in their rooms while you and Sunghoon put out the presents from "Santa." One girl, and two boys. You didn't think you'd want kids, let alone three of them, but you loved and cherished your kids entirely. Your oldest was ten, middle was seven, and the youngest was three. You had gotten them toys, clothes, etc., but that didn't matter. It was when you seemed off, like you did every Christmas, every Thanksgiving, every holiday. Sunghoon finally asked about it, and that's when you told him.

You told him about Heeseung, what he said to you, how you feel about him, and the absolute and miserable regret you had for letting him go. Sunghoon didn't say anything for a while. He just stared at you blankly, not sure how to respond or react, so he didn't. He just sat down on the couch and covered his face with his hands. You tried to sit with him but he scooted away before turning to you, telling you that he should've known. You reassured you loved him now, but that wasn't enough. You both knew it wasn't enough.

Divorce followed shortly after, joint custody where the kids will spend every other week with either parent. Sunghoon was cordial about it all, which was good for you, you guessed, but you didn't want a divorce. You loved Sunghoon, but not the way you should've all these years. He deserved better, and you wish you could've gave him what he deserved, but at the end of the day, you didn't love him. You loved Heeseung.

You searched Heeseung up the moment it came to mind, thinking you could go back to him as your last resort—just like before—but to your unfortunate surprise, Heeseung was married. On the night of your wedding, Heeseung drove to the bar to straighten out his thoughts over a few drinks. There, he met his future wife who sat beside him and actually bought him a drink because he was looking at her a lot but not actually making a move. They married the next year, and have a son around your oldest's age. He looks at her the way he used to look at you. He didn't love you, and hadn't for a long time. You lost him, and that was never going to change. There was nothing you could do to get him back, to make things right, to fix your marriage, your family, to get closure. Alone, you were, but you sought out to get better.

You started therapy, and eventually, convinced Sunghoon to go to couple's counseling with you. A year or so passed, you and Sunghoon decided to give it another try. You wanted that happy ending, and you worked for it. You loved Sunghoon, more than ever, never to lose that love, because he was your husband, the love of your life, the father of your children. Sunghoon was who you wanted to love for eternity, not Heeseung. You didn't love him anymore. You finally moved on, just as he had.

Because he wasn't yours, and you weren't his.

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a/n—i'm gonna be completely honest.. i was watching a lot of kdramas when i thought of this shit, but i hope you guys enjoyed it anyways! thank you for reading <33

[linoalwaysknows]

Shattered Promises

Pair: Reader x chan

Tw: break up, getting stood up lmw if I missed any!!

(This is my first post, so please excuse any mistakes, and if you have any advice, I would be happy to take it!! Also, i didnt do a word count so apologies for that!! Enjoy <33)

:You and Bang Chan have a loving relationship marked by his thoughtful gestures, like flowers and special dates. However, Chan’s demanding work schedule increasingly sidelines your time together. Despite his frequent apologies, he repeatedly stands you up, leaving you feeling neglected and unimportant. After another missed date, you confront Chan about the emotional distance and broken promises. Chan suggests taking a break, and you decide to end the relationship. The story ends with you reflecting on the end of your relationship, surrounded by reminders of happier times, and coming to terms with the fact that his love couldn’t overcome the demands of his career.

Your apartment was quiet, save for the faint hum of the refrigerator and the occasional rustle of the wind outside. The room was adorned with mementos of happier times: photographs of you and Chan at various dates, the dried flowers he had given you, and the soft glow of a candle he had gifted you on your last anniversary. You looked around at these reminders of the love he once showered upon you, and the ache in your chest grew heavier.

Chan had always been attentive and loving. He was the kind of person who surprised you with flowers on ordinary days, who planned elaborate dates to keep the spark alive, and who held you close during quiet evenings. His affection had been a constant source of joy and comfort. But recently, his work had begun to overshadow everything, and the promises he made seemed to dissolve into the busy ether of his life.

Tonight was supposed to be special. It was a night you had planned weeks in advance, but as you checked your phone for the umpteenth time, there was no message from Chan. The time for your date had long passed, and still, there was no word from him.

You tried to distract yourself, but your mind kept replaying past conversations, his apologies becoming more frequent and less convincing. Finally, you couldn’t take it any longer. You dialed his number, and after a few rings, he answered, his voice tinged with fatigue.

“Hey, Chan. Where are you?”

There was a moment of silence before he responded. “I’m really sorry, but I’m still caught up at the studio. I thought I’d be done by now, but things have gone awry.”

You took a deep breath, trying to keep your emotions in check. “This is the third time this month you’ve stood me up, Chan. I understand you’re busy, but you’ve been promising to make time for us, and it’s just not happening.”

His voice softened, but there was a distant quality to it. “I know. I’m really sorry. I just need a bit more time to finish this up.”

“Time,” you said, struggling to keep your voice steady. “That’s all you keep asking for. But every time I wait, it’s like you’re not even trying to be here. I feel like I’m losing you.”

You could hear the guilt in his voice as he spoke. “I don’t want you to feel that way. You mean so much to me, more than anything else.”

“Then why does it feel like you’re always choosing work over me?” Your voice cracked, the frustration and hurt spilling out. “I need to feel like I’m a priority in your life, not just an afterthought.”

Chan was silent for a moment before replying, “I understand if you’re upset. I really do. I just wish I could make it right.”

You felt the tears welling up, your vision blurring. “I don’t want to keep feeling like this, Chan. I need someone who’s present, who makes an effort. I can’t keep waiting for promises that never seem to come through.”

His sigh was heavy with resignation. “If that’s how you feel, then maybe it’s best if we take a break. I don’t want to hold you back from finding someone who can give you what you need.”

The finality in his words was like a cold, heavy weight pressing down on your chest. You had hoped for a solution, some compromise, but it seemed that even his love wasn’t enough to bridge the growing chasm between you.

“Maybe you’re right,” you said quietly, feeling the sting of the truth. “Maybe this is for the best.”

You ended the call and set your phone down, the room feeling colder and more desolate than before. The flowers and memories seemed like cruel reminders of a love that, despite its depth, could not withstand the distance and broken promises.

You sat in silence, the weight of the decision settling over you. It was over now, and all that remained were the echoes of what had once been—a love that had been beautiful but was ultimately overshadowed by the demands of time and circumstances

Tag: @kairoot

[lxmbr]

Luxiem when you propose first! 💍

cw: suggestive in vox and ike's. not proofread

notes: thank you so much anon!! i'm so nervous to post this so i really hope this is up to your expectations! so sorry it took so long to make but i actually had a lot of fun! 🩷

Vox Akuma -

• Vox is a pretty traditional man so i think he'd be a bit bummed at first

• of course he'd say yes

• would probably still propose to you anyway

• he might even try to "1 up" you lol

• you mightve done it at a resturant but nonono he planned for weeks to get something "better"

• he ended up popping the question to you where he first asked you on a date

• he'd ask the other luxiem members to help set up the area with flower petals and candles/whatever you fancy

• VERY CLICHE.

• he does the cheesy prep talk before he finally pops the question

• "would you, (first and last name) make me, Vox Akuma the luckiest demon on earth and join me in ruling my clan?"

• afterwards he'd totally rizz you up to make you forget he just "beat you" in a fake competetion

• after BOTH proposals you know what happens ;)

• in the end he would happily say yes but be very flustered as he didnt expect you to be the one to do so. 

• the fact that you proposed first was both hot AND sweet

• he'd still want to give his go at a proposal too though :)

Mysta Rias -

• This boy- man would SCREAM

• he'd be hella surprised

• after he asesses the situation i think he'd do that cringy white girl thing 

• "OH EM GEE!! NO YOU DIDN'T! YES IF COURSE I WILL BABE!" while jumping and fanning his face with his hands

• after the jokes he'd say yes genuinely and kiss you happily

• "ah babeeee in so surprised but..im so happy" with his  sheepish giggle

• would give you the BIGGEST HUG ™

• since you asked him he'd treat you to dinner that night

• "its on me loves..gotta treat my future wife don't i?~"

• wouldnt. stop. talking. about. it. all. week.

• he might cry a bit but he would hide it for sure. maybe only a tear or two would come out

• would be soooo clingy the rest of the day/night

• "can we shower together??" 

• in the end he wouldnt mind all that much..hes just sooo excited to get to marry you!!

Luca Kaneshiro -

• you decided that day was THE day...but..so did he..

• oops! you both proposed the same day!

• of course the 3 year anniversary would he perfect!! why wouldnt he think of the possibility that you'd do it?!

• when you get on 1 knee he'd look around with a shocked expression and would give his awkward laugh

• "WHAT?!" 

• after your speech he got down on HIS knee ans then proposed to you..at eye level since you were still kneeling 

• everyone around was shocked. the other luxiem members aw-ing and laughing

• another loud one

• he'd call back home, YOUR mom, the waiters and waitresses, the lucubs...EVERYONE

• would also be clingy af 

• couldnt look you in the face from pure shyness but you caught him staring at you multiple times

• he wouldnt stop praising you for your proposal

• "omg that was so good baby i loved it!!"

• never lets go of you, your arms and hands are ALWAYS intertwined 

• gets jealous and possessive easily

• he'd pull you away from everyone..mainly the other guys

• "excuse you IKE. my FIANCE is BUSY with ME." while dragging you toward him and pouting

• no one is ever letting you guys live this down

Ike Eveland -

• he already was calling you his fiance/wife/husband before any of this

• he panicked

• after your proposal he pulled you into a quieter place frantically without answering 

• everyone thought it went bad and they all were upset

• you finally saw how red he was and he apologized and wanted to yell "YES" in your face..but he didnt

• "y-yes..i'd love to marry you min kärlek." 

• wouldnt let go of your hand

• makes sure YOU put the ring on his hand, not him

• when you guys come back out hes holding your hand timidly, making sure to show off the ring

• "GUYSSSS STAWPPP" when everyone cheers

• takes you to your favorite place afterward for food and then books a 5 star hotel

• "come on darling...pack up your things! <3"

• lets just say...yall had a NIGHT

• tries his best to be romantic all night

• surprisingly can play it cool with you after the initial shock unlike luca

• while he might be internally freaking out he could calm you down and rizz you up so. easily.

• absolute baby boy ™

• so. SO. excited to start planning

• "so we can have half of the venue (your fav color) and the other half blue!! and omg i can have- and you can- and can we please-" 

• basically very surprisee and panicked but once he gets you alone he very quickly gets insanely excited 

Shu Yamino -

• he already knew 

• was very nervous and wary around you often since he didnt know when but he knew you would yk?

• of course he didnt say anything, he didnt wanna ruin it

• actually he didnt even tell you he knew

• was actually caught off gaurd when you did it at first

• the rest of the proposal though he was able to keep it cool

• he actually bought you a ring and flowers in preperation

• "i would..love to marry you" as he grabs your hand and slips on your ring while you slip his on

• "ah..ive been waiting for this..im so happy"

• only tells close people such as family, luxiem, and manager-san

• asks staff-san for a week off that same day for a pre-wedding honeymoon

• gets shy whenever you call him your fiance/husband and vise versa

• he adores you and is clearly SO excited

• you caught him searching for weddingspo one night when he was supposed to be working

• buys new flowers every week until the day of the wedding

• lowkey had a dream about it and it made him giddy all day when he woke up