#i got so excited when i saw the flashback to him as a little boy bc finally!!! stede's trauma gets to be addressed!!!

[myiliterallyhavenolifegoals]

i'm unwell!!! because in stede's eyes, ned low was right!! ned says "he [ed] only likes you because of your bumbling amateur status" and calls stede blackbeard's "pet" just like izzy did in series 1

so stede steps up as a captain, kills the man who harmed his crew, and suddenly, for once in stede's life, he isn't a joke! the gentleman pirate is taken seriously and welcomed into the pirate community!

and what happens less than 24 hours later? ed calls their night together a mistake, AND LEAVES.

yes, obviously the situation is more nuanced, and these old men are once again struggling to communicate, but i 100% understand why stede went a bit of the rails at the end of episode 7. stede's been so focused on trying to help ed, that he's completely ignored his own ongoing identity crisis and trauma, and after the incident at the academy in series 1, this meltdown was long overdue.

[goddamnitmahtin]

Jason is a Teenage Dad Part 4

Jason woke up, feeling a pull in his chest. Danny wasn’t okay. He immediately got out of bed and headed towards the door connecting Danny’s room with his own. He made sure not turn on the light as unlike most children, light scared Danny more than the dark did. There was no screaming… Danny never really did that. No matter how bad it was.

Jason swooped in, making sure he was close enough that Danny could sense he was there. Touching him unexpectedly only ever made it worse.

He looked at his boy. His little star. He was trembling from fear, curled into a ball, his eyes wide and glowing green. He was silent. Jason had seen this enough times now to know that Danny wasn’t present. He was remembering whatever had happened to him. And just like he always did, he did not scream or thrash. He took it silently. Hoping no one would hear.

All Jason could do was wait. He knew that trying to get Danny’s attention spooked him and often made him have an outburst where he would go invisible or intangible. One time he had accidentally phased through the floor and had gotten stuck on the head of the dinosaur in the Batcave. Jason had a hard time getting him down.

So, Jason did not reach out physically with his hand or make any attempt to approach more than necessary. He simply sat on the floor of the room and held his chest as he tried to reach out to his son silently. Jason didn’t know what it was. But there was something inside his chest that understood Danny and could communicate with him that way. He didn’t really care what it was, all he cared about was helping his son. So he hoped that Danny could feel that he was there for him.

Jason watched as Danny’s eyes went from a glowing yet glossed over green full of fear to a searching glow as Danny scanned the room for Jason, feeling his presence.

“Daddy…” Danny began to cry. It was at that moment Jason knew it was okay to scoop up his son and hold him close. He knew that Danny sought comfort in physical contact, he loved being held and cradled. Jason just had to wait until he called for him. Because despite physical touch seeming to be Danny’s way of calming himself, he knew that Danny had trauma around being restrained and attempting to offer that kind of comfort before he was ready would only scare him more.

Jason held Danny, rubbing his back softly, “It’s okay Danny… I’m here. We are in your room at Grand-B’s house.” He made sure to tell Danny where they were since he was often a little confused after flashbacks.

“Grand-B…. where is Sam and Tucker?” Danny asked. This wasn’t the first time he had asked for Sam and Tucker. The first time Danny had asked about it, Jason had assumed that they were with him in whatever bad situation Danny had been in. He had asked more about them after that worried there were more victims of… whatever Danny had gone through. But when asked about it, Danny said that they had “gotten away.” Which meant that they weren’t in the situation with him. Jason still worried about it but Danny had been fast to close himself off at the questions.

“I don’t know bud. They aren’t here,” Jason replied softly. He had at one point wondered if Sam and Tucker were names of ghosts Danny might have been seeing but whenever Danny saw something, Jason could typically at least feel a presence in the room as well and he had never addressed any of the ghosts as Sam or Tucker. There was also the mysterious Jazz that he would ask about sometimes. Although he was even quicker to shut down when asked about them.

Danny nodded sadly at that, “Okay…” Jason felt as Danny snuggled his face into his shoulder. He also felt as the feeling in his chest told him that Danny was starting to feel a little bit better. He was more aware again. He watched as the glow from Danny’s eyes slowly faded and then the green went back to blue.

Jason noticed that Danny’s eyes tended to turn green when he felt a strong emotion like fear or excitement. Jason had learned recently that his eyes did the same under similar circumstances. Jason could control it sometimes if he wanted to. He often let his eyes glow like Danny’s if they were playing or bonding. When the two of them were just spending time together, letting his eyes glow helped Danny feel comfortable enough to be more himself, use his powers and all that.

Danny had powers. Jason knew that. They were hard to miss. Danny could go invisible and intangible if he really focused on it. Sometimes Danny’s hair would go white and his teeth would go sharp if he got spooked by something. Jason wondered if it was a defense mechanism of sorts since when he was in that other form Danny’s powers seemed to be easier for him to access.

Jason didn’t seem to have any powers. Not that he could tell anyways. But he couldn’t ignore the things that made him and Danny feel… the same almost. From the day they two of them met, they knew that they were “other” and that they were both the same kind. They were both connected to the Lazarus in some way. It had changed them.

Just like Danny’s hair sometimes went white, Jason now had a white streak he couldn’t get rid of. Just like Danny’s eyes, Jason’s glowed green when he wanted them to. Just like Danny’s noticeable strength for a 3 year old, Jason had noticed that things felt much lighter than they used to. He had accidentally lifted B right off his feet once. But most of all, there was the feeling in Jason’s chest. The one he knew Danny also had.

That feeling was currently letting Jason know that whatever flashback had woken Danny up was bad enough that he wasn’t going to be able to go back to bed. That was okay. He didn’t expect Danny to be fine immediately after whatever he just saw.

“You want to come to the kitchen with Daddy? I’m making some hot chocolate,” Jason said.

Danny’s eyes glowed green with excitement, “Chocolate!”

Jason smiled, holding his son and he got off the floor and carried him to the kitchen. Danny was okay. They were going to be okay.

Or so Jason fucking thought.

Not two seconds after they entered the kitchen, Jason heard the bang of the front door being kicked open. The manor was huge but it was also old as fuck so the walls were thin.

Jason snapped his eyes to where the sound came from, telling Danny to get behind him. He saw that Danny had been spooked enough to transform, his feet floating above the floor slightly.

Jason hit the hidden button under the counter to wake up the members of the house, alarms were no doubt going off in every bedroom. He could hear the footsteps of at least 2, Jason was betting on 3, people rushing into the house. Unfortunately for Jason and Danny, the kitchen was on the first floor and fairly close to the front door. He had to make sure that he kept Danny away from whoever was entering as long as possible… Danny?

Shit. Danny flew off.

Fuck!

Jason ran towards the footsteps, down the hall, assuming the worst.

“Danny!” he heard a woman say.

“JAZZY!” he heard Danny yell excitedly.

Jason turned the corner to see Danny hugging a woman with long red hair. Behind her were two teens smiling.

“Danny, you can’t just fly off…” Jason started. But he didn’t finish the sentence. He could feel it. These people weren’t going to hurt him. Danny loved these people. And he had called the oldest one Jazzy. Which led Jason to assume that the other two were Sam and Tucker.

“Daddy! Look! Sam and Tucker and Jazz!” Danny was flying around the three people excitedly.

“I see that bud,” Jason said, “Why don’t you go ask Alfred to make some tea for everybody Danny? We can meet you in the first floor living space.”

Danny looked nervous. He had been getting better about going to do small things without Jason like fetching Alfred or grabbing something from the kitchen. He still got a little nervous when he did it sometimes but Danny liked trying to be brave.

“Don’t leave,” Danny said, pointing to the trio before going to get Alfred. Jason sighed and led them to the first floor living space.

Just then, Bruce rushed in looking like he was ready to fight a god. Just behind him was Tim who was clinging more to the shadows.

“B, Tim, false alarm. These are Danny’s friends,” Jason said as B and Tim fully joined them in the room.

“Sam? Like Manson family Sam?” Tim asked, pointing to the goth teen girl with purple eyes, “I know you. From galas. You’re the heir to the Manson family in Amity Park. Which there might not be much left when you inherit it with your parents’ spending habits.” Tim stopped, realizing he had started to monologue.

Sam smiled a bit, seeming to recognize Tim as well, “Oh my Ancients! Tim Drake! I was so worried after I heard about your parents. I wasn’t sure where you had been placed. Child services aren’t very smart. Is this where you are staying now?”

Jason assumed Tim nodded in response but he was more interested in Danny who he felt returning to the room with Alfred. “I brought Alfred! And snacks!” the happy toddler said with pride.

“Good job buddy! I’m proud of you,” Jason said as Danny crawled onto his lap and handed him a strawberry tart, “Thank you Danny.”

Now it was Bruce who spoke up, “Who exactly are you people to Danny?”

The red headed one, Jazz, responded with just as much suspicion, “I’m Danny’s sister. Why do you have him? And why is he a 3 year old?”

Jason’s eyes widened at that, “You mean, he wasn’t this age when you knew him?”

The boy in the red hat, carrying a PDA responded, “Well before Danny disappeared from Amity Park, he was 15. Like me and Sam. We were best friends.”

Danny pouted, running over to Tucker, giving him a hug, “We are still best friends. I am just small.”

Tucker looked at Danny sadly, “I can see that Danny.”

Tim spoke up, his mouth going faster than his brain like it did sometimes, “If Danny was 15 before he disappeared and was three when Jason found him, whatever messed with his age must have been in the time between when Danny was… somewhere.” The boy stopped talking again abruptly.

Jason knew Tim had theories but now was not the time. Which was why he had shot him a look stop before he said something that might set Danny off. Whatever was going on with Danny was something that they were going to to have to discuss without him in the room. The problem? Jason didn’t know if Danny was confident enough to be without him for that long. He could already feel Danny stressing about where the conversation was going.

Jason looked around the room. He could tell that the others in the room picked up on Danny’s fear. A silent agreement washed over the room. They would have to get their answers some other time.

…

To say that Danny was ecstatic that Jazz, Sam and Tucker were staying in the manor for now was an understatement. Tim had never seen the kid so happy… so normal acting. He ran around the house and played with toys and excitedly babbled to whoever he was in the room with. And most notably, Jason didn’t have to be in the room anymore. Tim knew this was a good thing but it was still interesting to see the behavior change so quickly.

It had been almost a week now since Danny’s friends moved in and Tim, obviously, had gotten as much information about each one of them as he could. He learned that they had been sent to Gotham by a being called “The Ghost King” who worked with another guy they called “Clockwork.” From what they knew, Clockwork did something that may or may not have had to do with Danny for some unknown reason and the Ghost King sent them to come and “help” with whatever it was.

Tim wasn’t able to get much information about the Ghost King. Not many books in the library were about the occult and whenever Tim tried to bring it up, Sam and Tucker in particular shut down immediately. Clearly there was some tension there. Tim wasn’t going to get anything useful out of them about it.

Clockwork on the other hand? That was a being he was able to get more information on. Clockwork seemed to be a being of time and space. From what little Danny’s friends knew about him, he kept watch over the timelines of universes. As long as they ran smoothly, he didn’t have to interfere. But from the way Sam and Tucker described him in particular, he seemed to get bored and liked to mix things up sometimes with direct interference. He communicated with mortals with post it notes.

After learning that last bit of information, Tim began to wonder which scenario they were living in. Was this ancient being trying to fix their timeline? Or were they all pawns in a game? Was Tim a pawn? Or was he part of the solution?

When Tim had dropped out of the sky, Batman hid the post it note from him. But he wasn’t stupid enough to let it go. He knew Bruce was Batman. Eventually Tim found the post it. Knew what it said. And now knowing about Clockwork, Tim knew what it might mean. Either way, he thought it would be dumb to ignore a direct message from what could be compared to a god. He knew he had to convince Bruce soon. Which might not be too hard since he’s been slowly trying to prove himself worthy.

Other than all of the things Tim learned about why Danny’s friends came to Gotham, he also learned things about them individually. He had a mental note on each one of them.

Jasmine Fenton

- Danny’s biological older sister

- gifted in psychology

- Parents are a sour subject indicating estrangement or trauma

- lives alone

- distrustful of outsiders

- works for a suicide hotline

- saving up to go to college

- has an expansive understanding of the supernatural

- cannot see ghosts like Danny

- non meta human

Samantha Manson

- Member of the Manson family, heir to the estate and fortune

- has known Danny for several years

- most likely used to have romantic feelings for Danny when they were the same age (Tim does not have evidence for this, he just has a feeling)

- enjoys alternative clothing and style

- gifted in knowledge about the occult and magics

- vegan

- distrustful of outsiders

- has an extensive knowledge of the supernatural

- cannot see ghosts like Danny

- non meta human

Tucker Foley

- comes from an unremarkable background not worth noting

- has known Danny for several years

- Danny’s best friend before his disappearance

- gifted in technology and coding

- enjoys meat

- distrustful of outsiders

- has an extensive knowledge of the supernatural

- cannot see ghosts like Danny

- non meta human

Tim also learned that the three of them were pretty much on their own in Gotham except for Sam whose family owns a mansion in the area. They seemed to have left their old lives behind in order to find Danny and were mostly living off of the resources that Manson’s family was willing to provide. Their families had no idea where they were and weren’t going to come looking for them. Sam just had to ask for money and it would get wired into her account.

Tim could tell that they weren’t going to go back to Amity Park. Whether they found Danny or not. The place itself seemed to be a sore subject, none of them wanting to think about it too long. Whatever they had experienced there was something that made them leave it behind and not look back on it. He wanted to know more but they weren’t open to sharing.

Tim knew he wasn’t the only one collecting information. Most conversations in the manor were made up of two or three of its inhabitants meeting up in places they knew Danny couldn’t hear them while someone else watched him. Everyone was trading what they knew to one another until everyone could eventually be on the same page. Somewhere in the shuffle, someone slipped up and soon enough, the entire house knew about the Batman.

Tim wasn’t sure who said something that set him off but he had watched as one day Foley stared at a bookshelf until his eyes got wide and he pulled out his PDA. Within a minute, he knew. Somehow, he knew everything. He had looked to Tim and very simply asked, “Is Bruce Batman?” Tim had nodded in response and watched as a lot of information clicked together in Foley’s head. This caused a stir of soft spoken conversations hidden away from the child with super-hearing.

It seemed that Tim was about to have one of those conversations now. Jason had just walked into the library where Foley had been showing Tim coding tricks on his PDA. He watched as his brother nodded to Foley. And he watched as the teen closed his computer and left. Clearly they both knew that Jason wanted to talk to Tim ahead of time.

“What is it?” Tim said, turning to Jason. He could feel the tension in the air. There had been an underlying tension within the house since Danny’s friends arrived but this felt like a bit more than that. This felt… like the start of something that neither of them could reverse.

Jason sat next to Tim silently, complex emotions rushing over his face, “Tim, I need to talk to you about something. I… have learned a lot about myself and Danny. What he is, what I am. How we are connected. And… I’ve come to a decision.” Jason was acting in a way Tim hadn’t ever seen before. His face was calm with a soft accepting smile. But his eyes were full of sadness. Tim didn’t know what to make of it.

“Okay….?” he said slowly. Normally Tim knew what was coming. He could figure it out. But this entire week had been… different. He didn’t know what Jason was going to say. And he didn’t like it.

Jason took a deep breath before saying, “I already gave B the run down so he’s fine with it as long as you are. I want you to take over the title of Robin in my place.”

Oh shit.

Part 3 Part 5

[judesmoonbeauty]

Jude Jazza’s 2nd Birthday: “The Cursed Moon Within His Merciless Arms” Epilogue POV

This is a fan translation. 100% accuracy cannot be guaranteed. Please expect grammatical errors and lack of nuance. Creative liberties were taken in order for a smoother translation. Cybird owns everything. Re-blogs are appreciated, but please do not repost or claim my translations as your own. Thank you for your support! ☾⋆

MDNI. NSFW.

Victor: Welcome back, Jude!

It was late at night when I returned to Crown castle after finishing up work at Raven Co.. That’s when Victor greeted me.

Jude: …..Why’re ya still up?

Victor: Why of course, to prepare for your birthday party tomorrow, Jude! …..

Victor: …Oh, look the date has already changed. JUDE, HAPPY BIRTH—

Jude: —Hold it.

Victor: I can’t even give you my wishes? ….That makes me feel so lonely.

Jude: Already gotta prior engagement with ‘em words.

After I rejected him, I thought back to the conversation I had with Kate before I left for work.

[Flashback]

Jude: I’ll be back late t’night.

I don’t share my schedule with others unless it’s necessary.

…..However, my birthday was tomorrow, and she asked me about my schedule a month in advance in order to celebrate it.

She’d been counting down the days, so I felt like I owed it to her to say something.

Kate: Oh, really….?

Seeing Kate look disheartened, guilt that I thought I’d long lost, started to surface.

Kate: ….Um, well, I just have one favor to ask, Jude.

Kate: I want to be the first to wish you happy birthday, so I want to come back to your room no matter how late it is.

Kate: If you sleep at Raven Co., your employees might be the first to tell you…

Kate: Oh, but I’m not saying you have to do it. Just only if it’s possible……

Kate said that with a pasted smile on her face.

It was obvious that she was trying to suppress her feelings so she wouldn’t burden me.

— A woman who understands circumstances, or a woman who doesn’t understand circumstances.

If you ask me which one is better, naturally it’s an understanding woman who stays in her lane.

(But…what’s this?)

(I reckon it’ll be fine to listen to some of the selfish stuff she asks.)

Jude: …..Can’t make no promises, but I’ll try my best.

Kate: Really? Thanks, Jude!!!

[Flash Back Ends]

Remembering Kate’s bright smile, like a moon emerging from the clouds,

I parted ways from Victor towards my room, my pace a little quicker than usual.

When I returned I could tell Kate had waited for as long as she could, having fallen asleep in the chair.

(…..Whadda pain.)

I picked Kate up and carried her to the bed,

The line actually reads that he picked her up behind the knees. Essentially, he princess carried her. However, I felt this is already implied and opted to leave it out.

And then I quickly fell asleep thinking about the wishes Kate would say to me when she woke up.

When my birthday arrived, it was a crazy day.

In the morning, I wasted time dealing with a group of weaklings trying to kill me off,

And that afternoon, Crown celebrated my birthday with a song….

It was late in the evening when I was finally alone with Kate.

Kate: Ohh….Jude…..it feels so…..good…

When I bit into her throat and drove myself deep inside her, Kate clung to me looking blissed out.

When I saw that look, I swallowed hard.

I wanted to make her feel even better, to mess her up even more. To drive her even crazier……A violent need surged throughout my body.

(…..Am I a kid who gets turned on for seein’ my girlfriend gettin’ excited?)

Kate’s tearful eyes, her knitted brows as she tried to endure, her melted expression as she comes…..

I got excited by Kate’s expressions as our bodies melded together,

Just like a boy falling in love for the first time.

Jude: ….That so?

I replied bluntly as I cynically laughed internally at my own immature feelings, when Kate’s eyes flickered anxiously.

Kate: Jude……?

Jude: ……

Jude: …….Ain’t no way I’m gonna strain yer body by tanglin’ up with ya if it don’t feel good.

I gave a round about reply and then slowly moved my hips further forward.

As I dragged against each of Kate’s favorite spots, she let out sweet, soft moans.

However, even though she was completely absorbed in pleasure, Kate didn’t stop asking questions.

Kate: Jude, I…..feel so good…right now….I’m losing my mind….

Kate: Can you….say it more clearly….?

(….This woman’s way too worried if I’m feelin’ good or not.)

All she needed to do was surrender herself to the pleasure I was giving her, but she wanted both of us to feel good.

Each time that happened I felt this itchy sensation deep in my heart, like it’d been tickled by a feather…..

I could feel the presence of the thing called love.

(….Feels even weirder answerin’ without thinkin’ it’s a hassle.)

Jude: Guess ain’t no gettin’ ‘round it…..

Jude: ….Feels good, Kate.

Kate laughed as I brushed her bangs away from her sweaty forehead, and kissed her softly.

Kate: Hehe….hey, Jude….

Kate:……To be honest , I was hoping on your birthday, you’d say “I like you” or “I love you”…..

Kate: I kind of thought you’d say it….

Kate: But….this is plenty for now.

As if to say that she understood all the feelings I couldn’t express,

Kate smiled contentedly and caressed my cheek lovingly.

Illuminated by moonlight, Kate glowed brilliantly….giving the illusion of the moon falling from within reach.

(….Beautiful.)

Kate: ….Oh! But…..you can say them whenever you feel like it, okay? Words of love.

Jude:….If I feel like it.

When I brushed it off Kate pouted in dissatisfaction, and immediately I pressed my lips against hers.

In surprise, Kate tried to escape, but my tongue captured and entangled with hers.

(If I don’t say things like “I like ya” or “I love ya”, you’ll keep chasin’ me for ‘em.)

Just as I chase and cry for the moon, you can chase and cry for me too.

Just keep chasing me under a curse that will never be broken for all time.

I have no intention of telling her that….and I can’t let go yet.

Kate: Mmmm……Jude…..

The voice calling me in between kisses, dissolved all of my sense into a puddle.

Jude: …..Ya might’ve had ‘nough, but I ain’t had ‘nough.

Kate: Mm….the present?

When I attended Crown’s birthday party for me, Kate gave me a tasteful fountain pen as a gift.

It was chosen to match the same diameter of the pen I normally used,

'A tasteful fountain pen' was repeated in this line, but I dropped it because I felt it was redundant.

I’ve no intention of nitpicking about it now, and if you asked me to return it, I wouldn’t give it back.

Jude: Haven’t had ‘nough of ya .

Kate: Huh…..Oh!

I resumed the flow from earlier, and as Kate whimpered sweetly I bit her over and over again, sucking her up.

As I etched red marks into her skin, leaving behind traces of our love-making, Kate moved like she was trying to escape.

Jude: …..Oi, whadda tryin’ to run for?

Kate: B-because….if you leave marks there, I won’t be able to cover them with clothing…..

Jude: Tch…..yer tryna hide it now?

I was surprised that my retort carried a sulky tone to it.

….However, Kate didn’t notice the tone of my voice, but kept staring blankly at me.

Kate: …..Is that okay?

Jude: Is what okay?

Kate: Well….if the Crown members see it tomorrow morning, they’ll say something about it, right?

Kate: Jude, you seem bad with that sort of thing…..

Just as Kate said, some of the Crown guys might tease me if they saw the hickeys.

Or maybe they’ll just look on and not give a lick.

Jude: It’s fine ya don't do that…….Were ya avoidin’ me ‘cause ya were frettin’ over that?

Kate: …..Yeah, but if you don’t care Jude…..

Kate: Then I want you to leave lots of marks on me.

Kate:….Oh, I’m asking you to do everything again.

Jude: ….There’s nothin’ wrong with that.

You were the first to give me birthday wishes, kicked out those gits who attacked me, chose a gift that made me happy,

Called out to me with a soft, sweet voice, accepted me in deepest parts of you, and wanted to cater to me.

…..Kate might think it’s only natural since it’s my birthday, but it’s not just about getting someone to do something for you.

Jude: If that’s whatcha want, I’ll engrave ‘em on ya ‘til ya hate it.

This cursed, cursed night was far from being over.

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[keep-wonwooing]

— Two Boyfriends

synopsis ᝰ.ᐟ

⤷ ˗ˏˋ "I want two boyfriends so i can dress them up like twins!" ˎˊ˗

pairing ᝰ.ᐟ

⤷ idol!seongcheol x chubby fem reader x idol!mingyu

warnings ᝰ.ᐟ

⤷ poly, fluff, & physical touch (can't think of anything)

"Kim Mingyu, get back here!" My yell echoed through the house. My boyfriend of one years and 3 months, Kim Mingyu, who’s also an idol, had taken my PC holder that featured an official photo of Joshua—my bias.

"No! This is supposed to be me, not Joshua hyung!" he whined, hiding behind the couch.

He always whines like this, but normally, he’s fine with it. I don’t know what got into him today.

"Come on, baba, give it back, please?" I pouted, already feeling tired from chasing him around the apartment.

Shaking his head, he bolted upstairs, disappearing from my sight. I sighed and flopped onto the couch.

"I’m home!" I heard the door open, revealing my other boyfriend, Seventeen’s leader, Choi Seungcheol.

"Baby… Mingyu took it again!" I whined, rolling dramatically on the couch.

"Hi there, love," he greeted me warmly, leaning down to kiss my forehead.

Amazing, right? I have both of them as my boyfriends. It all started when I met them at an offline fan meeting.

flashback

⤷ I’m currently on my way to Seventeen’s offline fan meeting, and I’m super excited because this is my first time attending and seeing them up close.

While waiting for the guards to let us in, I’m double-checking all the bags containing the gifts I prepared for the boys.

Finally, the doors opened, and the Carats and I began lining up to keep everything organized. I noticed most of the fans were with their friends, while I stood alone. I’m not great at making friends with strangers, so I stayed quiet.

As I was checking my bags again, I suddenly heard squeals, and then Seventeen started appearing one by one.

I couldn’t help but smile as I saw them waving at us. As a fan finally seeing them up close, I enthusiastically waved back. I caught Hoshi looking at me, and he waved directly at me—I’m sure he noticed the tiger-themed t-shirt I was wearing.

"Say the name!" Seungcheol began, his voice loud and confident.

"Seventeen! Hello, we are Seventeen!" the members chorused, bowing after their greeting.

A staff member handed Seungcheol a microphone so he could speak.

"Good afternoon, Carats! We really appreciate all the effort you made to attend this offline fan meeting, and we hope you’ll enjoy your time with us. Thank you!" he said, looking around the crowd while waving.

Oh my gosh, he’s so handsome in real life! I fanned myself, trying to calm down my blushing face. Who wouldn’t be flustered with these guys standing on stage, looking absolutely fine?

The members finally took their seats, and the staff began assisting some Carats onto the stage. While the first fan interacted with Seungkwan, the other members started engaging with the rest of us in the audience.

"How are you guys feeling today? Isn’t it a little cold?" Dino asked, earning mixed answers of “yes” and “no,” which made him chuckle.

"Yah! I saw a lot of Carats wearing tiger shirts today. Where did you guys buy those?" Hoshi asked, looking amazed.

"Shein!" I answered. I felt embarrassed when I realized I was the only one who replied, while the others just laughed, finding Hoshi adorable.

"Oh?! Really?! How much is it? I’m willing to buy it!" he excitedly said, making the other members laugh.

My number was 21, but they were still on number 4, so it was going to take a while for my turn. We were given five minutes to talk to each member, which I felt was enough time to enjoy the moment.

Am I being delusional, or is Mingyu really looking at me? I waved at him with a smile, not expecting anything, but when he waved back, my cheeks burned, and I quickly broke eye contact.

After an hour, it was finally my turn. I had just finished talking to Seungkwan, Dino, The8, and Jun.

"Thank you so much for this!" Jun said, pointing at the cat plushie with his name on the collar.

"You’re welcome! Bye-bye!" I giggled, waving at him before finally moving on to Hoshi, who had been eyeing my shirt.

"Hey there!" he greeted me, starting to sign my album.

"So earlier, you asked us Carats where we bought our clothes, and I was the one who said Shein," I began, hoping to make the conversation more personal.

"Yes, yes! I really wanted to know where to buy more shirts, especially with that kind of design!" he said with a surprised expression.

"You don’t have to buy anything, though, because I bought you two tiger-themed shirts. I was nervous you might not like them, but I still wanted to give them to you," I said quickly, handing him a bag decorated with a cute tiger cartoon.

"I will definitely keep this bag!" he exclaimed, examining the bag before opening it. The Carats behind us gasped softly, admiring the gesture.

"It’s pretty, Hoshi-yah!" a Carat called out, and he proudly stood up to show it off.

We laughed, and he sat back down, thanking me nonstop. "I guess you’ll want more? I’ll tell you the shop then," I teased, giggling.

The next person was Joshua—my ultimate bias since the first day I started stanning Seventeen. He had always caught my attention.

"Hello, you’re really pretty," Joshua said softly, smiling as he began signing my album.

"You’re even prettier!" I replied, making us both giggle. I handed him a bag with a cinnamon roll plushie and a simple necklace featuring their group picture.

"Woah~ So I really do look like Cinnamon Roll, huh?" he joked, making me laugh and nod.

"Really! You’re both so cute," I replied.

"Oh my gosh, how much is this? I really love it!" he said, admiring the necklace.

While Joshua and I were talking, I felt someone staring at me. I glanced over and saw Seungcheol, who had just finished speaking to another Carat, looking in my direction.

"Thank you so much, really!" Joshua said, before the staff guided me to the next member.

"Hi there," Seungcheol greeted me with a warm, handsome smile.

I was stunned and stuttered when I greeted him back. "H-hello!" I nervously replied, making him laugh.

"How’s it going? Are you having fun?" he asked while signing my album.

"I’m really enjoying it so far! This is also my first time attending an event like this," I said, smiling.

"Woah, really? I’m happy you were able to attend this one," he said sincerely, looking at me with kind eyes.

He slowly held my hand, and I blushed so hard. I had held hands with the other members too, but Seungcheol had this special effect on me. Maybe it’s because he’s one of my bias wreckers.

"Here’s my gift for you!" I said, handing him a cherry hairclip along with one for his dog, Kkuma. "This one’s for you, and this is for Kkuma. I hope she’ll like it."

"She will, I’m sure!" he replied, examining the clips with a warm smile. "Can you put it on for me?" he asked, pointing at his hair.

I nodded quickly, my hands trembling as I clipped it onto his hair. "You look even more handsome with it," I said, smiling shyly.

"Really? I’m glad then," he said, smiling back and gently holding my hands again.

"I hope you guys aren’t too tired with your schedules and are getting enough rest," I sighed and pouted. "I was really worried when I kept seeing articles about you guys being sick."

He patted my head warmly. "Thank you, but don’t worry too much, okay? We’re doing fine right now."

After my conversation with Seungcheol and the other members, Mingyu was the last one I met before stepping off the stage.

"Hi, pretty~" he greeted me with a charming smile, glancing at me briefly before signing my album.

"I have a gift for you," I said, handing him a bag. "It’s a shirt you can use for working out or just as daily wear."

"So, your name is Y/N?" he asked, and I nodded immediately.

"You have a pretty name—just like you," he said, making me blush.

"I... uh... thank you," I stammered.

"I’ll definitely wear this! You’ll see it on my Instagram or in a random Going Seventeen video," he chuckled, holding up the shirt.

"Are you going to the Follow tour concert?" he asked me.

"Yes, I hope so. I’m nervous I won’t be able to get a ticket," I pouted.

"Don’t worry—you’ll get one. And I’ll make sure to find you!" he exclaimed.

"Really? I was planning to get a VIP ticket so I could jump properly to Aju Nice," I joked, making him laugh.

"Time’s up!" the staff announced. I smiled at the staff before bidding goodbye to Mingyu.

---

A few months later, tickets for the Follow tour in Seoul went on sale. I was sweating in my room, juggling three devices, anxiously waiting for my turn. On my laptop, my queue number was 961. I almost cried—I had a real chance to attend!

---

The day of the Follow tour concert arrived, and it was time for the soundcheck. I was so lucky to have a spot near the barricade.

They were performing Don Quixote, and I saw Seungcheol walking toward our side. He stopped for a moment, then ran over to Mingyu, dragging him back to our section and pointing at us.

The Carats behind me cheered loudly as Mingyu smiled widely and waved at me.

---

A few hours later, the concert started with Super. Everyone was screaming their lungs out and singing along. The concert went smoothly, with a few interactions between me and the members—especially Mingyu, who kept coming to our side of the stage.

At one point, he even took my phone, ran around the stage, and recorded videos. I was shocked—who wouldn’t be? My bias had just taken my phone to snap a bunch of selcas with the other members!

During Aju Nice, the members ran freely across the stage. Mingyu handed my phone back to a security guard, pointing at me to make sure I got it.

I thanked both the guard and Mingyu as he walked away, my heart full of gratitude and excitement.

The concert had ended, and I was waiting to leave the venue when a staff member tapped my shoulder. “Excuse me, please follow me.”

I looked around nervously, hoping no one noticed. Luckily, most Carats were too busy chatting to see the guard opening the barricade for me.

I followed her, confused. “Why do you need me? Who are you?” I asked.

“I’m Seungcheol’s manager. He asked me to find you,” she replied, leading me to a door marked Seventeen.

The door opened, and I saw Dino. “Oh! You’re the one who gave me the otter plushie! I brought it today—want to see?” he said excitedly before running off to fetch it.

He remembers me? I thought, stunned.

“Hey, you’re Y/N, right? The one who gave me the necklace with our group picture inside?” Joshua approached me, holding a water bottle.

“Yes, that’s me,” I said, smiling shyly.

He smiled back warmly and gestured for me to enter. Inside, a few staff members were tidying up while the members relaxed.

“Here it is!” Dino returned, proudly showing off the otter plushie.

“And it’s wearing the Dino shirt!” I exclaimed, giggling.

“Ah, you’re here!” Mingyu appeared beside me, flashing his signature grin.

“Well, yes. But why am I here? Shouldn’t you guys be resting?” I asked, puzzled.

He nodded. “We are, but…” Before finishing, he gently took my arm and guided me to the side where Seungcheol was seated, watching us.

“Are you our noona?” Mingyu asked suddenly.

“I’m a ’96 liner, and I share the same birthday as Jun,” I replied with a laugh.

“Really?!” Jun chimed in from across the room, making everyone laugh.

Seungcheol spoke up. “The members and I really appreciated all the gifts you gave us. Some of us are using them, and others are keeping them safe.”

“I’m just glad you liked them,” I replied, still feeling a bit nervous being this close to them.

“Here,” Mingyu handed me a blanket to cover my legs since I was wearing a short skirt.

“Thank you,” I said softly.

Seungcheol continued, “So, we were thinking of inviting you to dinner—if you’re okay with it. No pressure!” He raised his hands reassuringly.

“Oh? I’m fine with it. But is it really okay? I mean, it’s a group dinner, and—”

“Noona, please?” Dino interrupted, giving me puppy eyes.

“It’ll be fun!” Jeonghan added, wiggling his eyebrows playfully.

I laughed. “Well, if it’s okay with you guys, then sure. I’ll go.”

The room erupted in cheers, and the members quickly changed so we could leave for dinner early.

---

Dinner

We ended up at a restaurant enjoying pork belly. While the others drank lightly, I stuck to soda since I wasn’t great with alcohol.

I sat between Dino and Jeonghan, playing the famous hongsam game.

“Wow, I’ve only ever watched this in videos, but playing it with you guys is so much fun!” I said, laughing until my stomach hurt.

“Noona got it wrong!” Dino yelled triumphantly.

“Eh? I did?” I asked, confused.

He eagerly explained why, and everyone laughed, telling me to drink my soda as a penalty. I agreed, and we continued playing.

After dinner, Seungcheol paid the bill.

“Seungcheol must be rich!” I teased, making him roll his eyes.

“Aye, don’t be humble!” I added, and the others burst out laughing.

When they offered to drop me off, I initially refused but eventually gave in. I ended up on their bus, heading home.

“Thank you for today,” I said sincerely.

“You’re welcome. The boys really wanted to be friends with you, especially after the fan meeting—Dino in particular,” Jeonghan teased.

“Can we have your number, noona?” Mingyu asked, blushing as the others teased him.

I laughed. “Is it okay?” I asked Seungcheol, who nodded.

“Of course, don’t worry,” he said with a warm smile.

When we reached my stop, I thanked them again and waved goodbye. It wasn’t until I was inside that it hit me: I was now friends with Seventeen, and Mingyu had my number.

---

A Few Months Later

⤷I had grown closer to the boys and often stayed at Seungcheol’s house, where they all lived. Each member had their own room—it was basically a mansion!

“Noona! Seungkwan keeps saying I’m bad at badminton!” Dino whined, sitting beside me.

“Because you are! Right, noona? You saw how I beat him in TTT,” Seungkwan smirked.

“I did, but don’t tease Dino so much!” I laughed.

Suddenly, I remembered something. “Wait! Oh no, my ramen!” I ran to the kitchen and found Mingyu standing there.

“Is this yours, noona?” he asked, pointing at the pot.

I nodded sheepishly. “I forgot because I was watching a K-drama with the guys.”

“Your ramen’s ready. I’ll grab a bowl for you,” he said, opening the cabinet.

“Y/N?” Seungcheol’s voice interrupted us.

I turned to him. “Oppa, why?”

“Can you both come upstairs to the balcony?”

I glanced at Mingyu, who gave me a small smile. “Let’s go,” he said.

As we followed Seungcheol, I yelled back to the others, “Don’t eat my ramen!”

Their smirks told me they probably would.

When we reached the balcony, Seungcheol was already waiting. “What’s wrong? I’m nervous!” I joked, standing between him and Mingyu.

Seungcheol nudged Mingyu. “You should go first.”

Mingyu took a deep breath and looked at me. “Just tell her,” Seungcheol encouraged.

"Why me?" Mingyu whined. "Fine, I'll tell her," Seungcheol sighed.

"I know this might end up awkward, but... me and Mingyu want to confess something to you..." Seungcheol began. "The day we saw you at the fan meeting, we were immediately attracted to your beauty, and we couldn’t wait to have a conversation with you. We were so happy to have the chance to talk to such a beautiful fan. After that, me and the guys couldn’t stop talking about you, especially Mingyu. I told them that we should invite you to dinner if we got the chance, and we immediately took that opportunity after the concert. As time passed, Mingyu and I started to develop a small crush on you. We’ve been hanging out a lot, and now we just wanted to share our feelings with you, hoping it won’t make things awkward if you like one of us."

I couldn’t quite process what he said.

"H-hey, no pressure. If you’re not ready—"

"No," I interrupted, "I mean, uh... how do I explain this? I do like you both too, but I... I don’t know. I don’t want to pick between you two," I nervously said while playing with my fingers.

"I also like you both personally—not just because you two are my biases, but for who you really are. We’ve all become so close, and I was confused about who I liked, but I realized that maybe I just like you both equally..." I confessed.

"Really? Maybe we can make it work?" Mingyu said.

"I don’t understand," Seungcheol said, looking at Mingyu in confusion.

"Well, I’m gonna admit that I find Cheol-hyung attractive—"

I stopped myself from giggling, and Mingyu noticed. He shyly hid his face against my shoulder.

"Aye~ don’t be shy!" I teased.

"Stop it, noona!" He whined.

"Continue, Gyu," we heard Seungcheol say. Even though he was nervous, Mingyu continued.

"Well... yeah, I do find you, hyung, attractive, and might have small feelings for you and noona. So I’m suggesting that we should work it out and try to be in a relationship?" Mingyu continued.

"Ooh! It’s like a poly relationship?" I asked, and Mingyu nodded as an answer.

"I like reading that kind of genre, though, so I guess it’s a good idea. What’s your thought on that?" I said, looking at Seungcheol, who was quietly observing us.

"Well, me and Mingyu already talked about this kind of setup. We were just thinking that you wouldn’t agree and might find it weird," Seungcheol explained, leaning against the railing.

"I don’t find it weird," I replied with a smile. "But what about the boys? I’m scared that their perspective will change towards me when they find out about this," I said, sighing.

"About that, we’ve already talked to them, and they were fine with it. They were actually supportive," Seungcheol reassured me.

I took a deep breath, absorbing everything they just told me. The idea of being in a relationship with both Seungcheol and Mingyu felt like walking into uncharted territory—but it also felt exciting and genuine.

"So... you’re saying the boys are supportive?" I asked cautiously, my fingers fidgeting with the edge of Mingyu’s blanket.

Mingyu nodded, his expression soft and reassuring. "We talked about it because we wanted their blessing before confessing. They even teased us about how nervous we were."

Seungcheol chuckled, the sound easing some of my nerves. "Yeah, Jeonghan especially had a field day with it. He said he ‘saw this coming from a mile away.’"

I couldn’t help but laugh. "That does sound like Jeonghan."

For a moment, we all stood in comfortable silence, the city lights twinkling behind us. Then Mingyu reached out and gently took my hand in his. "Noona, we just want to make you happy. If this setup doesn’t feel right for you, we’ll understand."

Seungcheol nodded in agreement, his gaze steady and sincere. "We care about you too much to push you into something you’re not ready for."

Their honesty and thoughtfulness made my chest tighten with emotion. I realized that what I felt for them wasn’t just a fleeting crush or admiration. It was something deeper, built on trust and genuine connection.

"I..." I hesitated for a moment before meeting their eyes. "I want to try. I don’t know what the future holds, but I know I want to explore it with both of you."

Their faces lit up, Mingyu’s smile bright and Cheol’s soft and comforting. Mingyu pulled me into a playful hug, his excitement contagious. "Noona, you won’t regret this! We’ll make sure of it!"

Seungcheol’s arms wrapped around both of us, his warmth grounding. "Let’s take this one step at a time, together."

And in that moment, surrounded by their laughter and warmth, I knew I had made the right choice.

"So they finally had the guts to tell you?" Jeonghan teased as the three of us headed back downstairs.

"Shut up, hyung!" Mingyu said, making Jeonghan laugh.

- end of flashback -

back to present

⤷"What did he take?" Cheol asked, helping me stand up from the couch.

"My photocard!" I replied.

"Mingyu!" He called, and we saw him poke his head out from the door upstairs. I gave him a smirk after Cheol motioned for him to come down.

"Give it back," Cheol ordered.

"But love!" Mingyu whined before handing it back to me. I hugged him and leaned my head against his chest since he's taller.

"We both know you also have one, right? And it's always in my bag wherever I go," I said, making him nod sheepishly while smiling.

Cheol just laughed at us before dragging us to the kitchen, showing us the food he bought for us.

"Woah!" Mingyu and I exclaimed as we saw the spread.

"Thank you, baby!" I said, pecking his cheek.

"You're welcome, bab," he smiled, caressing my hair.

"Let's eat!" Mingyu cheered, taking the food out of the plastic.

I may or may not do a part 2 of this 😁 please tell me your thoughts about this at the comment section!

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epic need for your own thoughts on craveverse.. assign some kinks to the boys hehee

OMG WAIT WAIT RAHHHHHHHHHHHH i’m scared to get their characters wrong cuz they’re yours but i’ll try omg this is exciting wait

(edit: i accidentally added some plot in there lmao sorry also this is LONGG and these kinks aren’t anything taboo [for us at least 💀] but hopefully it’s still interesting~)

yeonjun: okay, do we need to say it? breeding kink. wants you to belong to him forever. wants your tummy full of the evidence that he was there. exhibitionism, he wants everyone to know you’re his and how good he can fuck the daylights out of you; he shamelessly fucks you around the others all the time, possessive as all hell, since he makes you share the living room together. also kisses you constantly, possessively, tongue in your mouth if he gets so much as an inkling that another member has their eyes on you when it’s yeonjun’s turn to keep you to himself, maintaining eye contact with said member as he kisses you until the younger backs down submissively. idk if there’s a name for this (is it the same as dumbification?) but loves it when you get into subspace.. loves knowing he fucked you completely dumb and has all the power over you. he loves spit.. always spitting in your mouth, spitting on your pussy before he rails it, spitting on his cock as he shoves it down your throat. loves it when you suck on his fingers and whine for him too <3 anything that shows you’re even remotely enjoying it, he’s all over that shit.. it helps aid how toxicly and utterly convinced he is that you belong together, forever. some could even argue that out of all of them, yeonjun might just have the most screws loose — you’d just never know it until you wake up one day and then suddenly you do.

soobin: SOOBIN… soobin is a closeted freak… if yeonjun saw half the things that went on in his submissive little member’s head, he’d be outraged lmao. although soobin doesn’t fuck you as often as some of the others do, he wants you just as much - he just doesn’t show it. has this fantasy of marking you, and covering your entire body too; he just wants to bite and nibble you everywhere and is always trying to scent you in small ways just subtle enough that yeonjun won’t notice and be set off. in his mind he’s making you his in his own tiny little ways. soobin is more possessive than you’d think (flashback to what i sent you about him shoving beomgyu to the floor) and as sweet as he is, he‘s also got a guilty pervertedness to him when you come crying to his bedside asking to be held… that’s right, I’M the one she needs. he also has a cockwarming kink for sure. will pump his cock into you nice and steady before keeping you there <3 whispers in your ear how your pussy was made just for him, but don’t tell yeonjun~ and of course i will forever be on the sticky cum soobin agenda - he has a fat creampie kink that he shamelessly exhibits every time he fucks you, will literally overstimulate himself just so he can keep fucking more and more and more of his thick cum into your little hole~ but he’s also just a sweetie and will kiss you all the time during sex too, taking full advantage of the moments when he can finally let his affection loose as opposed to his usual awkward demeanor when it comes to things like kissing outside of sex. leaves your lips swollen and wet from all the sucking and nibbling hehe

beomgyu: dacryphilia. wants to see you sob. also a breeding kink tbh for the pure sake of OWNING you, not about the actual outcome of pups.. like yeonjun, he loves when you get into subspace, but unlike yeonjun, there’s no affection there. it’s just the pure ego boost of knowing he can mold you into his own little cocksleeve. he has this secret cuckolding-esque fantasy of fucking your brains out while all the other boys sit and watch, while only he’s able to touch you.. sigh, if only yeonjun would let him. obviously has a degradation kink, he’s projecting onto you all the shit that he was constantly belittled with by his past female alpha </3 he’s so toxic lmao but — this may be controversial — deep deep DEEP deep DEEEEEP down…… there’s a part of him that really just wants to be seen. wants to be held. wants to be someone for somebody. it’s just so buried beneath all the rage and hurt and spite that you’ll never know it; and HE’LL never know it either tbh, so blinded by himself and his hatred. (the closest thing you get is when he pretends to be asleep so you can card your fingers through his hair and then grumbles about it later <3)

taehyun: sir kink? 🫣 ohhhhhhh….. taehyun. mr difficult to decipher. you’re convinced he hates you and he actually does except — he kind of doesn’t. as mean as beomgyu is, taehyun is nasty. sometimes it seems like he’s fucking you more out of anger and spite than out of the desire to get off. but he’ll be damned if he ever admits to you or anyone else how hard he actually gets when you clutch onto him desperately, the force of his thrusts shoving you up the bed, leaving your hands flying to grip onto the nearest stable thing, always choosing his firm and solid figure. he wants you to need him. he has a power kink, but not like some of the other boys.. he’s the most level-headed of the group, with an innate need to protect, that goes beyond basic possessiveness. so his size and strength kinks come into play when he can manhandle you any which way, even holding you right up in the air, practically folded in half as he fucks you stupid. he likes the fact that you can’t even overpower him if you tried. and deep down under the hate, he likes the fact that he can protect you against anything that tries to hurt you. so sometimes when he isn’t making you sob and cry from the nasty spite that oozes out of him as he pummels your pussy, he’s actually — don’t point this out to him or he’ll rip your head off — pretty focused on making you feel good in his own taboo way, just so you know it’s him that makes you feel this way, it’s him with all that power and strength who’s capable of all the worst and all the best that you could get.

kai: oh boy. kai is an anomaly. easily the sweetest member, while also easily the most RABID (not literally 😳) because like you’ve said, he’s still learning how to control his wolf. he has all these big emotions and senses that can stretch so far out of his grasp sometimes, he just can’t get a hold of himself… so when he’s in his rut… you better fucking prepare yourself. he wants all of you, everything he can get, so selfish and needy and ravenous when his cock is pistoning itself in and out of your pussy without restraint, holding your hips down with your ass up and face buried in the sheets, skin red and bruising from the force of his skin slapping against yours from behind; don’t know if this counts as a kink, but he’s constantly flipping you into different positions. it’s like he just can’t get enough. he’s a starved man when it comes to you AND - he’s one of the only members who has a massive pussy eating kink. he’ll overstimulate you into high heaven until you’re clawing at him and begging him to stop with your hips in the air as he eats you out like it’s his best and last meal. but when he’s not in rut, he loves to hold you down in his lap and finger you sweetly, licking and kissing at your neck and shoulders as you keen around his long agile fingers <3 loves his hair being played with but unlike grumpy gyu, he’ll actually admit to it and even ask for it after sex :’)

anyway… crave!txt has me in a death grip that i do not want to escape. all hail mother lia.

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The summary:

2025 the boys of BTS were in the biggest band of the world, they have sold out shows and finished their mandatory military service. The world was theirs until an accident that happened in the year 2027 with their bandmate Jeon Jungkook. They all decided to break up after this accident, nobody speaking about it until now…. These are their interviews.

Pairing: yandere Jungkook x reader

Warning: some smut

Chapter 3: From their mouths

(Year 2026)

Interviewer- Hello it’s so nice to meet you. Please state your name, age, and relation.

Y/N-

Hello my name is y/n l/n, I’m 26 years old and I’m the girlfriend of Jeon Jungkook.

(She lets out a small giggle)

I can’t believe I’m getting interviewed, this is my first time on camera.

Sorry if I’m being too excited…

Interviewer- It’s okay, we are happy you are excited. I’m going to start with this simple question. When did you meet Jungkook?

Y/N-

Jungkook and I met at the Han River in December of 2025. I remember it clearly, it was day 4 of me being in Korea. I really wanted to visited it but I wanted to see it when it wasn’t busy so I decided 7 am would be perfect time. Jungkook was taking his daily early run. At first I didn’t see him I was in my own little world. I brought my journal so I was doing that when I saw someone approaching me. I’m the type to not make contact first so I just ignored him.

Jeon Jungkook-

I was taking my run down the Han River, I had stopped to take a breather. That’s when I saw her, and that is when I heard a bell. I knew I had to go up to her, don’t get me wrong I was nervous. I know who I am, I know my name holds a lot of power. So I didn’t want this to be another fan interaction… I wanted this to be different.

Y/N-

He sat down right next to me and spoke in his adorable broken English

“Hello?”

That’s when I finally looked at him. When I saw who it was I swear my eyes were going to pop out of my head.

Jeon Jungkook-

I’ve never seen someone’s eyes get so big and beautiful. I think I froze up just staring at them. My heart knew she was going to be someone so special to me.

Y/N-

I just stared at him not believing that he was actually sitting right in front of me. I didn’t know what to say or really know how to act. So I just said hello back.

(Flashback)

Y/N POV

Hello? Hello? Really Y/N that's the only thing you have to say to the JEON JUNGKOOK!

"You...you look bored." Jungkook says in his broken English.

"No. No. I'm not bored, just relaxed." I say back trying to calm my breathing.

He nods and looks down, he looks like he was trying to figure out what he was going to say next.

I looked down at my own lap and noticed my leg was shaking from the excitement of meeting my bias.

" You are beautiful." he speaks.

I looked at him so fast, I feel the blush reach my cheeks.

" I'm sorry... What?" I can't believe what I just heard.

"Did you say I'm beautiful?"

"Yes beautiful, very beautiful" he looks directly in my eyes. He isn't blinking and he is lookin at me like if he blinks I will be gone.

" Thank you" I look back to my lap not being able to hold eye contact with him.

“ 완벽한” he mumbled underneath his breath.

(End of flashback)

Jeon Jungkook-

I tried to talk to her the best that I could but my English wasn’t the best. Even though I did take English lessons in the military, I still didn’t know much to carry on a real conversation.

Y/N-

What he asked me next was like I was dreaming.

Jeon Jungkook-

I asked if she wanted to hang out with me and a couple of my friends. I mean the best that I could with the little English I had.

Y/N-

I remember saying no.

I didn’t know why… actually I do know why.

I didn’t want him to think that I wanted anything from him.

Jeon Jungkook-

She said no.

I was in shock but I understood why she said no. But I insisted that she come and just hang out.

I think it took me 15 minutes for me to convince her but at the end she said yes.

(Flashback)

Jungkook’s POV

Got her right where I want her .

She is the reason I stopped it all.

The girls.

No girl could ever satisfy me and I always thought it was me. But the moment I laid eyes on her I knew it was her to satisfy me. To please me.

Before I actually did approach her, I still fucked other girls. But all I could imagine was her perfect face.

“Yes, yes right there… OH MY GOD jungkook right there!” The random women moans loudly.

My tattooed arm reach down to her clit and teased it.

“You love that don’t you?”

The women moans loudly, I reach down and grabbed her by the throat.

“Tonight your name is Y/N, do you understand?”

The women looks at me confused, so I squeezed her throat a little harder.

“ I asked Do. You. Understand.”

“Yes” she responded

“Yes, what?”

“Yes, sir” i slammed right into her

“Fuckk-“

“Fuckk Y/N you are so good for daddy!” I moaned out while I feel her reach for my hair and pull.

“Y/N you were meant for me, for my cock” I flipped her so I couldn’t see her face anymore and i slammed my length back in.

“You are mine only Y/N! Do you understand me Y/N?!”

“Yes OH MY GOD I understand!” The women under me basically yells out.

(End of flashback)

Interviewer- were you nervous meeting up with Jungkook and his friends?

Y/N-

Oh of course!

( she lets out a giggle)

I remember going back to my hotel and looked through all my clothes. I wanted my outfit to be perfect. I also didn’t know if these “friends” were just other friends he had or the other BTS boys. Either way I wanted to impress them.

Jeon Jungkook-

I wanted to make sure she was comfortable around me and all my friends. So we decided to go to a small restaurant that not a lot of people knew. I also didn’t want random people taking photos. Everyone knew she won the contest, people talk… make nasty rumors.

Y/N-

Everything felt like a dream, ever since I stepped into Korea everything was perfect. Like someone planned for my trip to be perfect. Maybe the universe saw how I needed one thing in my life to feel magical.

Interviewer- Can you talk about how you felt going into this dinner?

Jeon Jungkook-

My friends made fun of me because how nervous I was.

(He lets out a little laugh)

I kept looking at the door to see when she was going to come in.

Made sure my friends were in check.I was so lucky one of my friends did speak English so he could help me translate.

Y/N-

Once I got to the restaurant I didn’t want to go in. So I stayed outside until I could work myself up to go inside. But my moment of deep breaths were interrupted. Jungkook came out.

Jeon Jungkook-

I went out for a smoke break.

Yes! I do smoke, I’m grown… sue me. Anyway I did go for a smoke and thats when I saw her standing to the side and taking deep breaths. We both felt the same… nervous as hell.

(Flashback)

Y/N POV

I’m leaning against the building, I truly think I can’t go in. Would Jungkook be mad if I didn’t show up?

Breathe Y/N breathe.

A door opens and someone steps out of the restaurant, it’s Jungkook with a cigarette. My eyes locked with his.

“You’re here?” Jungkook speaks first.

“Yeah I’m here.”

“Do you mind?” He asks while looking down at his cigarette.

I shake my head to let him know it’s okay to smoke. He lights it up and takes a hit, eye contact the whole time.

He looks so good right now. The tattoos, the piercings, the smoking. DAMN what the hell I’m I even doing here.

“You are nervous?” He speaks letting out a smirk and walking towards me.

“Yes I am actually” I state, I feel my hands shaking.

“Don’t worry you are fine, okay?” He lets his smirk fall and a soft smile appears.

I nod and take another deep breath how I’m I talking to the Jeon Jungkook.

“Do smoke?” He asks me

“Yes I do actually” I responded 

“Here” he takes a hit then puts the cigarette towards my mouth. I was going to grab it from him but he pulls back and says “ I can hold, you smoke.”

I nod and did as he said, he just stood there and smirked at me. 

Tagz: @kokoandkookie @petersasteria @crispynutella

[erinartemis]

OMGOMGOMGKFMSGSKB IM FREAKING OUT IT'S HERE!!! MURDER DRONES EPISODE 7 TEASER!! EEEEEE!!! I went frame by frame and picked out some cool scenes I wanted to scream about, so get ready for a bunch of crazed ramblings and some theories !! (Long post ahead, folks)

Okay first of all- just- the lighting in these shots ✨ simply gorgeous... Also that "poster" thing in the background of the first image is very interesting.. obviously it says HELP (though that looks scrawled-on afterward with probably blood), and it looks like there could be possibly eyes? EDIT: it's not eyes it's two drones standing !!!

Also can we appreciate how creepy cool that hole in the ground is :00

THEIR ROOMS! THE SILLIES' ROOMS!!! WHAT SECRETS DO THEY HOLD?? I hope we find out

EDIT: THEY'RE LOCKERS NOT ROOMS OOPSIES

Good to see we've still got a bit of that classic md humor: "not to be overdramatic but core collapse" xd

N oh no N IS HE OKAY?? what am I talking about ofc he's not (I'm going to cry at this episode)

OKAY NEXT-

This thing. What is this thing. Probably part of the Solver, as it's all organic and eldritch-y, and it has veins. It looks lit from behind, almost like we're looking out from the inside of something? I think it's possible somebody gets dragged into one of those physical manifestations of the Solver, and this could be their perspective from inside it! Oooor we're looking at it from the outside, and there's something glowing inside the mass.

Next up, these guys??? So many possibilities here... They look like humans, but they aren't necessarily so, just like the "Tessa Isn't Human" theory. And from what little you can see in the teaser, they are moving in an odd way- suspicious. I originally thought they could be manifestation of the Solver or something, created to confuse, but after considering it for a bit, I realized it's more likely this scene is a flashback to when the core collapsed.

SOLVERUZISOLVERUZISOLVER- OHHHH BOY SOLVER UZI

Okay. This shot is a bit confusing; can't really make out what's going on- To me, it looks like something is possibly exploding? And the red string things are lasers or something? Also the blobs in the foreground definitely look like Solver hands, but- that's all I've got for this one

Tessa. Tessatessatessa tessa are you pulling a sword on Uzi? oh no, you are, aren't you, ohh no

WHAT DID UZI SEE. ON THAT TV SCREEN. HELP SHE LOOKS SO TRAUMATIZED- Also also wanted to point out the "freaking ninja star" on the ground.. little callback there :,)

the crucifix will be important, oo religious imageryyy eee

DOG.

Small thing, this is clearly the same scene from the GLITCHx 7/8 teaser, but it's the shot from a little bit before the clip in that teaser plays. I wonder how much control Uzi has over herself at this point... These robots are going to so much pain someone help them

norinorinori nori I'M SO READY FOR THE LORE AND FLASHBACKS EEEE

OMGOMGOGMOGMOMG YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW HYPED I WAS WHEN I SAW THIS- WE'RE GETTING MURDER N YALL!!! FIRST TIME SINCE THE PILOT EEEE!!! Oh my gosh I just KNOW it's going to be an emotional response to something horrible happening- something to do with Uzi getting fully possessed, or almost dying, or N THINKING she's dead, or just all the stress of EVERYTHING, along with V's (hopefully not actually) death, and it just pushes him to his breaking point OH AND all the repressing he's been doing this whole time WILL NOT BE HELPING WITH THAT !!! I'm SO EXCITED TO FIND OUT AAAA-

Oh it could also be that N gets factory-reset, causing him to actually lose his memories or something, which is AN ENTIRELY DIFFERENT PILE OF ANGST, but personally I hope/think it'll be closer to the first one... It seems very likely to me that all of the stuff N's been going through (and how he's just been pretending everything's fine) would catch up to him, and it would lead to an "outburst" of everything he's been bottling up. PLUS do y'all remember that merch ad?? I know it was just a promo, but merch stuff has been shown to be kind of relevant to the plot in the past soo... yeah I'm feeling very good about this theory-

Okay so this is the same guy from the earlier image with all the humans- That feels notable, like they're going to be important. And is it just me and my poor video quality or does the Sentinel hand look glitchy?? Could it have turned on the humans like the one that turned on "Tessa" in Cabin Fever??

Oh dear, that's oil (or blood; they whole thing's too red to tell) coming from Uzi's eye... Feeling like the same thing that happened to Doll happens to Uzi... agh the ANGST hdfbsjsb

DOOOOOLL DOLL DOLL !!! SHE'S THERE !! I THINK SHE HAS BUTCHER KNIVES AGAIN !! I wonder who she's fighting... (I mean it could be a sentinel, but it looks like she's talking, so I'm guessing it's one of the group) ee I'm excited to see where Doll's character goes from here !!

ALLLLRIGHTY!! This has been a breakdown of my personal thoughts on the teaser! I am SOOO excited; these next two weeks need to go by FAST but ik they won't- Anyways... thanks for reading ! :D

[storiesbyjes2g]

3.210 Fire Marshall Luca

We finished our hike and went sightseeing in time for our departure. This vacation is definitely one for the books, but man is it good to be back home! When we arrived, Alessia was waiting for us with the fur kids in tow, and Kooper was beside himself with excitement. Rosie, on the other hand, was like, "oh, good, you're back," and ran off to wherever she goes, heh. Love that girl.

Less pulled me aside and told me she left something out of her story when she called yesterday. A rather concerning incident took place, but she didn't want me to worry or cut our vacation short. They were in the living room opening presents when a loud bang startled them. It sounded like an explosion, but the house remained intact, so she searched for the source of the sound. In the kitchen, she found a plume of smoke trailing from the stove. The cabinets and countertops seemed unaffected, so they gathered the presents and went to our house until the smoke cleared. I snorted at the thought that it was our house she referred to when she said the kids were destroying it. I'm sure she cleaned up for us. Anyway, I told her I'd go look at it right away.

I saw Arvin when I came in, so I greeted him before checking out the kitchen. Black char encrusted the stove, and a smoky smell still lingered in the air. How in the world did this happen? I'm thankful to Watcher; no one was hurt, and nothing else was damaged. The stove was toast, so I ordered a replacement and rejoined Arvin in the living room. He seemed a bit bummed, and I thought maybe he was still upset from the explosion. I kinda wish that were the case because he hit me with a question I'd kinda been expecting, but reeeeally hoped they would never ask.

"Do you know my dad?"

My stomach did a flip, and I thought I might get sick.

"Ummm ... I met him once. I wouldn't say I know him, though."

"How come he doesn't live with us?"

"He, uhhhh..."

I shifted in my seat, uncomfortable and a little upset. I still haven't forgiven Jace. What has Less told them about him? I wish we would have developed a game plan when they were babies because I knew this would happen. Still, I don't like lying to children and talking to them like they're inept, so I gave him a very vague truth.

"He, umm, he and your mom didn't get along, so he lives somewhere else now."

It didn't occur to me before that we could have run into him since Mt. Komorebi was where that punk ran off to.

"Do you think he'll come back?" he asked.

"I don't think so."

Before I could ask how he felt about that, I heard the girls screaming outside. I ran toward their frantic voices and saw them running away from the science lab. It was on fire! Flashbacks of my last trauma threatened to paralyze me again, but my child's safety wouldn't allow it. Lex must have heard the screaming too and ran behind me, but I told him to go back inside. The fire spread quickly, just like it did in Maira's kitchen. By the time I got the fire extinguisher, the tent that housed the lab was just a pile of ash! The boys were too close, running around and panicking. I yelled at them to go back inside, but they were scared, just like me.

Desi and Breanna made it to the sidewalk. Knowing they were safe allowed me to focus on quelling the fire. I needed to act fast because if those jars of chemicals broke, I might be a goner. I swept the extinguisher back and forth, hoping it wouldn't spread to the tree branches hanging overhead. Moments later, nothing but smoke and the charred lab remained. My heart raced, and I felt like I wouldn't be able to catch my breath. I was on the verge of breaking down, but I needed to make sure the kids were okay.

They were in pretty bad shape. Arvin cried so hard he could barely stand. Alessia ran out of the house to collect her children, and I hugged Desi and told her she was safe now. I put her to bed and stood outside her door for a moment, processing everything that happened. Sometimes, I envy the impulsive bravery of the macho man. But that's just not me. I get scared, I panic, and I might even cry a little. I'm not ashamed of it. Fires are so unpredictable and super fast. Frankly, I think it's appropriate to fear them. Still, I hope this is the last time I have to go toe to toe with one.

Sophia was kind enough to give me a little space before checking on me, but I would have appreciated her presence sooner. As soon as she wrapped her arms around me, I fell apart. I told her how scared I was, not just of the fire, but all the what ifs that came with it. What if Desi and Breanna hadn't gotten away in time? That one tore me up inside, and I couldn't deal with it, hypothetical or not. But Sophia sweetly reminded me that Desi is safely sleeping right behind us. Alessia's kids are also safe. And I am safe. That's so true. Even beyond this situation. I'm always safe with her, and it's been that way since the very beginning. I love her so much.

[ladylooch]

I was thinking for flashback days maybe we could get a blurb of how David got the boys ready to meet baby Rosie? Maybe him dressing them explaining to Knox and Beau that she’s very fragile so they have to be careful with her and Mack and she won’t be able to play with them for a little while still.

Despite giving specific instructions for the boys to change and get downstairs, David finds them all clinging to the wall outside the master bedroom.

"She in there?" Nicky asks.

"I saw her!" Knox confirms.

"Boys, follow me." David calls as he heads down to Nicky's room. "Wait here." He tells them, then disappears to gather a change of clothes for each kid. When he returns, he tosses the pile of their clothes onto the bed. "Huddle up." The boys eagerly crowd around their dad, feeling like they've got ants crawling in their pants from the anticipation. They've been so excited to meet their baby sister. Since Mack was five months along, Beau has been asking "will we meet baby sissy tomorrow???" And for months, the answer has been no. But last night, the answer switched to yes.

"Have we all washed our hands?" David prompts. All three heads nod. David pauses with a quirked eyebrow at Knox.

"I did! See!" He shows his clean palms.

"Good job. Mama is feeding Rosie, then she's gonna come down and y'all are gonna meet her, okay? But first, I want you to get in your nice clothes and boots. Then we'll head down to the couch and wait there quietly and nicely."

"Okay!" Beau exclaims, running to the pile of clothes. The boys wiggle out of their dusty, outside clothes and into their nice jeans, flannel shirts, and fresh socks. Nicky has to help Beau into his boots while David helps Knox do the buttons he doesn't have patience for.

"Nicky?" David asks as he presses the pearl snaps together.

"Yeah?" Nicky asks, hanging an arm over David's shoulder where he is kneeling.

"Can you explain to your brothers how we need to handle a baby?"

"Gentle. She's gonna be soft and little so we have to hold her quietly and careful."

"You're gonna have pillows, okay?" David continues. "Her head and neck are very fragile. She isn't strong enough to hold them up on her own. She's not like the baby cows out there on Bob's farm. She needs some time to get tough and strong like you boys."

"What if I drop her?" Knox asks.

"Let's not even put that into the world as a possibility, buddy." David chuckles.

"Well, what if I feel like I'm gonna drop her?"

"Say somethin'." Nicky fills in, a slight curl to his mouth. "Use your words." Nicky mocks what mama tells his brother when he is having a hard, overstimulated moment.

"Nico." David redirects with a disappointed stare at his oldest son. "We could all use that reminder and you should watch the tone in your words in this house."

"Sorry." Nicky mumbles.

"What if I don't wanna hold her?" Beau asks, coming to David with wide and worried eyes.

"You don't have to, but I think you'll want to."

"I'll hold her with you!" Knox fills in.

"Kay!" Beau beams at his brother.

David grabs a comb from the bathroom and does a few quick brushes through each of their hair. By the time he is done, the boys are dressed appropriately for the occasion.

"Dad?" Nicky says as they walk down the stairs to the living room.

"Yeah?"

"Are you gonna change?"

"What's wrong with this?" David poses.

"Nothing!" Beau insists.

Knox remains quiet, but skeptical.

Nicky frowns.

"Rosie deserves the best. That's not your best." Their oldest says simply.

David laughs, joyfully, motioning for the boys to continue on to the couch.

"You're right, buddy. She does. As soon as mama calls, I'll change too."

[witchywriter18]

Being married and having a child with Sebastian Sallow

Slight hint of MC being a Hufflepuff but I'm a Hufflepuff soooo, deal with it

You and Sebastian got married almost immediately out of Hogwarts.

After you had stood by him during 5th year, he knew you were going to be the only woman for him.

Nah, let's face it. He knew you were perfect once you kicked his ass in DADA, the other stuff just sealed the deal.

Anne actually attended the wedding. While she was still upset about the relic situation, she couldn't miss her own twin's wedding.

Sebastian was very much on the verge of tears when he saw you in your dress.

If you thought he was clingy when you were dating, oh boy. Sebastian is even more clingy and affectionate after you two got married.

After the honeymoon, you both decided to live in Feldcroft.

While yes it held horrible memories for Sebastian, it had some good ones too. And he was ready to make more good memories with you.

For work, I don't think Sebastian would become an Auror. He didn't want to be anything like his uncle. I like the thought of him being a cursebreaker or even an unspeakable.

You on the other hand. Instead of being a housewife, you're either a herbologist or magizoologist. Your reasoning being that you've dealt with enough dark wizards and treasure hunting to last you a lifetime.

After about a year of marriage, you find out that you are with child. Sebastian is literally giddy with excitement.

And now super overprotective Sebby has been activated.

"Oi, put that down! It's too heavy!"

"......Seb, this literally a sheet of paper."

Oh boy, this will be fun....

When he's not at work, he's following you around the house like if he doesn't have eyes on you, you'll get hurt.

You accidentally knicking yourself with the knife while he was using the bathroom didn't help.

"Seb, it's just a small knick. It's nothing-"

"IT'S NOT NOTHING!!! YOU GOT INJURED WHEN I WASN'T HERE!!! *sniff* I'm a horrible husband😢"

Oof, and you thought you had moodswings.

After making sure your SMALL wound was cleaned and bandaged, you're consoling him for a good hour.

He's also getting sympathy pains and cravings.

You have back pain? Now his back aches a bit.

You're craving chocolate on top of bacon? Now he wants a bite.

Once you start showing, he immediately thinks you shouldn't be galivanting around the highlands.

You agree with that since you don't want to take a bad tumble and put your unborn child in danger, as much as it pains you to not being able to rescue beasts.

Ah, there are the mood swings! Yes, now you're crying about how now you won't be able to save a hypothetical Niffler named Opal.

During the months as your stomach swells, you're trying (and failing) to knit little booties and a hat for your child.

Sebastian is quite good with his hands (in more ways then one 😏) so he's making the baby's crib by hand.

When you guys are in bed getting ready to sleep, Sebastian has his hands on your belly. He gets so excited when the baby kicks.

Sometimes when the baby is too restless and won't let you sleep with all the kicking, Sebastian's hand gently rubs it, trying to sooth them.

"Alright little one, I know you're excited to explore the world outside your mother's womb but you need to let her sleep. So stop moving about and sleep you little troublemaker."

He also like kissing your belly just cuz he can.

During your final month, he gets time off so that when the time comes, he's ready to wisk you off to the hospital.

So, the time comes. Sebastian is anything but calm.

"WHERE'S MY WAND?! I CAN'T FIND MY WAND TO APPARATE US TO THE HOSPITAL!!!"

"It's in your hand darling. Now take me to the hospital before I pop this child out on our kitchen floor."

Unfortunately, back in those days, father's weren't allowed in the delivery room. So all he can do is pace outside, panicking whenever you let out a scream of pain.

My poor boy is literally having flashbacks to when he had to use the Cruciatis Curse on you.

Your friends show up to give the poor man support, and to see the baby. Or hear in Ominis's case.

Ominis is patting Sebastian on the shoulder gently.

After about five hours, the midwife comes out to sat that Sebastian can see his wife and daughter.

Man literally jumps up and rushes into the delivery room.

Once he gets inside, he sees you looking exhausted with your hair messy and sweat on your forehead.

With your little bundle of joy held to your chest.

Sebastian is once again crying like he did on your wedding day.

When your friends are coming in one by one, he's presenting your daughter this way, every time;

"Behold! The Snadger! The product of a snake (him) and a badger (you)!"

"Sebastian, stop calling our daughter that or you're not going to get the chance to put another child in me."

You both decided to name her Anne Lilian Sallow.

She has your hair and skin tone while she has Sebastian's eyes. Only time will tell what other features she'll gain from her parents over time.

I'll probably make a sequel to this with early parenthood headcannons. This was originally just gonna be marriage headcannons but then the saga of pregnancy came up so it changed.

[jeankluv]

Snow on the beach || Trafalgar Law x fem!reader

Words: 3.5k

Warnings: angst, blood, deathly disease (amber lead), law’s past, doffy (again)

Notes: the warning are all for the flashback, the flashback is in iliac form. Enjoy this new chapter and Merry Christmas to everyone who celebrates it, if you don’t please have a nice evening and take care of yourself ❤️

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Chapter X: 7 days for the trip

The snow fell for days after Law left. You had been happy to see snow for the first time but you had also been extremely sad for not being able to share those moments with Law. It had been over two weeks since Law had left and you hadn't heard from him, Corazon had told you that he was fine and very busy, that's why he hadn't called. You had given him Nami's house phone to give it to Law so you could talk, but during that time the phone never rang.

Now you were in the living room coach reading while having music in the background. Nami had gone out a few minutes ago to run some errands and you had decided to take advantage of that time to read the book she had lent you. You couldn't stop thinking about how lucky you had been to have met the people you had met. You had arrived in that town almost two months ago and everyone had welcomed you with open arms. You wish you could talk to your 16-year-old self and tell her that everything would be okay, that you would find that group of people who would make you feel cared for and loved.

You began to turn the pages, as the minutes passed. Half an hour had passed when a knock on the apartment door brought you out of your reading.

You put the book aside and got up from the couch. You walked to the door and opened it to see Robin, smiling at you.

“Robin!” You smiled widely.

Despite having been with her for a short time, how little you had known her and what others had told you about her, you felt that you could be yourself with her.

“Hello y/n!” She hugged you. “How have you been?”

“Good, please come in.” You stepped aside and let her in. “I thought you weren’t coming until two days.”

“I was able to leave earlier, I had some early classes so there was no problem.” She gave you a sweet smile.

“Oh.” You nodded, she was so elegant and also intelligent.

“Tell me, how is it to live with Nami?”

“It’s really fun.” You said walking towards the kitchen. “I can’t compare her with anyone, this is my first time living with someone else but I’m really having so much.”

“I’m happy to hear that.” She said while grabbing the cup you gave her. “Thank you. Are you excited for the trip?”

“Yep.” You said making a noise in the p. “It would be fun.”

“Is Law coming?” Your heart stopped pumping for a second. Was he? You didn’t think he would, you wished but the chances were really small, hell, he might not even come for Christmas.

“I… I don’t know.” You let out with a sigh.

“You haven’t been able to talk with him?” You shook your head. “Mhm… and Corazon he…?”

“He doesn’t know anything, although I’m eating with him today, so I will try to get some info.”

“That’s good. I hope he comes.” She smiles. “Your whole face lights up when you talk about him.”

“That’s not…” You tried to explain yourself.

“Y/n even Luffy has noticed it.” She winked at you and walked to the living room, leaving you with a red face in the kitchen.

You sighed, you needed to control yourself from turning red or else everyone would notice how into Law you were. You hung out with Robin until it was time for you to meet Corazon for lunch. You said goodbye to Robin and took the bus towards his house and to which for a time where yours was too.

The trip was shorter than you remember and you realized you were already getting out of the bus. You smiled when you saw. Corazon outside of his house playing with Bepo, when he saw you he waved and you did the same. Bepo started running towards you, moving his tail and happily licking your palm.

“Hello Bepo.” You smiled, petting him. “Good boy.” You praised him.”

You walked with him to where Corazon was and he gave you a hug.

“I’m so glad you came. I missed you so much.” He said while still hugging.

“I missed you too. It’s weird not being here.” You sadly smile. “But living with Nami is nice.”

“That’s good…” He looked at you. “Sadly now I need to deal with Mrs.Smith’s grandson.” He sighed.

“The grandson?” You tilted your head.

“Yeah, he came here and is staying for I don’t know how long. But he is…” He sighed again. “Complicated.

“Oh… I thought Mrs. Smith didn’t have a family.”

“She has.”

“So…” You started to think, this was the reason why Mrs. Smith told you to leave?

“Yeah?”

“Mhm?” You came back to reality. “Oh nothing, don’t worry.” You smiled. “Why don’t we go inside and start preparing everything to eat?”

“Yes.” He grabbed your shoulders.

You followed Corazon right to the kitchen, you smiled when you saw that it was a mess. Law was right when he mentioned that he was a disaster in the kitchen and honestly you were no better. You just hoped you didn’t burn the house down during the day. With Corazon, you prepared a simple plate of pasta, fortunately no one was harmed and nothing was burned.

You sat in front of him and finally let out the question you were dying to ask since you stepped out of that bus earlier.

“Do you know anything about Law?” You said poking a macaroni off your plate.

He shook his head. “He hasn’t called, I’m sure he is busy. Don’t worry.”

You bite your inner cheek, you knew Corazon didn’t know the truth and you had the need to tell him. He was his son, he needed to know, but you also thought it wasn’t your place to tell him. But Law could be in danger and he could do something, right?

“Y/n stop thinking so much.” He spoke. “He will be okay.”

“But he…” You stopped talking and looked down to your palms, what could you do?

“I know…” He let out and you looked at him back. “I know the truth and I know he will be alright.”

“You know?” He nodded.

“Yeah, I found out days after Law left.” He sighed. “Found some notes and old bills, I called him after that and he told me everything. He assured me everything was okay and that there was nothing to worry about.” He touched his forehead. “But honestly it makes me so sad that he has been enduring all this on his own. He was just a kid when everything in his life went down and I thought that us moving here was going to give him the peace and calm he deserved.” You saw how he started to get teary. “But I was wrong and my poor boy was still suffering.”

You tried to find the right words but your heart was aching for the thought of Law.

“Did Law tell you I am not his real dad?” You opened your eyes.

“Wait… I thought.”

Corazon shook his head and smiled “I meant Law when he was 10. At the time I was working undercover on my brother's organization.”

Corazon entered the room in silence, his brother was in front and the rest of the family members, like Doflamingo liked to call them were sat around a large table. Corazon walked a few steps when he fell to the ground. He slipped with something or maybe he was just being clumsy as usual. He heard the laughter of the kids, Baby5 and Buffalo.

It was then when he noticed the presence of another kid. He was skinny, really pale and with big big dark circles under his eyes. The kid rolled his eyes when he saw him.

Corazon stood up and sat next to his brother, listening to him talk about how they were going to pass the drugs to a new contact they had in the south. But he couldn’t concentrate, his thoughts were on that kid, why did he end up here? Kids shouldn’t be part of this world.

He learned that the name was Law, Trafalgar Law and was 10 years old.

The days started to pass and he noticed the white spots on the boys body, he quickly figured out what it was. Amber Lead diseas, he heard about it but thought everyone that had it was already dead. His heart attached with the thought of that poor kid losing his family to that deadly illness.

He tried for weeks to make the kid leave, by treating him badly, pushing him away or anything. But he stood there, he seemed not to care at all.

It wasn’t until he heard the kid talking with his brother that the body had lost all hopes and all meaning of life.

“I want to destroy the whole world before dying.” A shiver ran through his body when the 10-year-old boy said those words.

And it hit him, if he didn’t help him, he would become like his brother. Someone full of hate and anger in his heart. He started searching for information about the illness, looking for doctors and leaving his main mission to the side. He knew Sengoku was going to reprimand him but he didn’t care. He needed to help that kid and not let him fall like his brother did.

It had been three months since Corazon met Law when this one stabbed him on the back. But it didn’t hurt. It was not comparable to the pain that poor child was suffering.

Corazon kept researching, while keeping a low profile and continuing his mission. It wasn’t until he heard Law’s full name that he knew the mission needed to be left aside and get that kid to safety as soon as he could.

Trafalgar D. Water Law. The D. That letter his brother despised so much.

He took Law out of there and once they were far away from the other two kids, he talked to him.

Law was left speechless, that man could talk? Doflamingo said he couldn’t, not after the trauma he suffered.

“You have been lying.” He said.

Corazon sighed. “That doesn’t matter. What matters is that you leave my brother’s side or he will kill you once he finds out about the D in your name.” Law raised an eyebrow.

“I don’t care.” Law said, not showing a sign of emotion. “I will be dead before I turn 13.”

Corazon bite his inner cheek. There was a possibility of saving him, but that meant leaving the mission aside and probably losing everything he earned during his time in the academy.

But he couldn’t care less. He needed to save Law from his cracked date and from becoming a monster like his brother. He knew there was good on that kid and he was not going to give up on it.

“You are coming with me.” Law was small and very light, so it wasn’t difficult for Corazon to carry him and start walking away from that “family”.

“Wait, what?!” Law shouted and started to move, trying to break free. “Where are we going?”

“I think there might be a cure for your illness and I’m going to save you.”

The journey began but Corazon did not expect to encounter obstacles so soon. The doctor he was looking for apparently no longer worked at that hospital, but he was now at another one. When he tried to get the doctors there to see Law, they simply screamed in terror. Causing Law to run away from the apology. Corazon felt his body burn with fury when he saw that poor Law had walked out of there like that.

The days turned into weeks, in each hospital always the same reaction, no one wanted to treat him. Weeks turned into months and Law started to get worse, his skin was even paler and he had lost a lot of weight.

“We will be staying here for a couple of days.�� Corazon whispered while he was carrying Law, who was almost asleep. “See if your fever lowers a little bit.” And he put him on the bed.

“I will die soon.” Law whispered.

Law fell asleep minutes after that and Corazon drowned his sorrows in the cheap alcohol of that motel while he looked at the moon and cried because he couldn't do anything for that child.

“Law…” He touched his cheek. “You’re still a rude little boy. And hearing you say “I will die soon” is…” He took a deep breath, trying not to cry so much. “… heartbreaking.” He let out, whipping away the tears that were rolling down his face. “You… stabbed me that day… but it didn’t hurt at all. I know you were the one that was in pain.” Corazon couldn’t stop crying at that moment and walked away, not knowing that Law heard everything and also started crying.

Corazon was woken up by Law’s voice calling.

“Cora-San.” The young kid said. “We should go and eat some breakfast.”

Corazon scratched his eyes, had he heard correctly? “Did you just… call me Cora-San?” Law shrugged and Corazon smiled as she picked him up and laughed.

“Put me down!” Law shouted. “Or I will call you Corazon once again.”

“Alright, alright.” He said laughing. “You feeling better?” He touched his forehead slightly to make sure the fever was over.

Law nodded and they both went to the hotel cafeteria for breakfast. While Law finished breakfast, Corazon made a couple of calls. He knew that Law didn't have long left, but he believed that the information he had obtained this time was correct and would lead them to that doctor.

They traveled hundreds of thousands of kilometers until they finally reached a village in the mountains, where there were barely a hundred inhabitants. The surprise came when Corazon found out that that famous doctor lived even more isolated, in the forest to be more exact, and that most people considered him crazy.

Corazon put those ideas out of his head and with Law in tow he left for that place that the villagers had indicated him. The journey was hard, due to the thick snow that made him sink under his feet and the cold that hammered his bones. Law was fast asleep on his back, his fever had returned and he barely had any strength.

But finally, as the last ray of day faded, they reached the little cabin. Corazon staggered and knocked lightly on the door, barely having any strength left to stand. He heard some murmurings inside and when they opened the door, he could see the figure of a man with a big hat.

Before fading right there, Corazon said. “Please help him…” And everything went dark.

When Corazon came back, he could feel heat and the smell of food. He opened his eyes to see an older woman sitting reading a book. She looked at him and put the book next to her.

“If you are going to stand up, do it calmly. I don’t want to carry your two meters tall body again.” Corazon did as she told him. “I’m Kureha.” She said crossing her legs.

“Rosinante.” He said, touching his head. “But everyone knows me as Corazon.”

She nodded. “So the kid wasn’t lying when he said your name was Corazon.” Corazon opened his eyes.

“Law! Where is he?”

“He is alright, he will be alright.” Corazon felt like a weight was lifted from his shoulders. “Hiriluk is taking care of him.”

“Thank god.” He sighed in relief.

“We were surprised when we saw he had the Amber Lead disease, though everyone died from it. At least that’s what the government made us believe.” She took a bottle of wine for the shelf and started drinking it.

“He is the only survivor.”

“Well it’s a good thing you brought him on time.” A man spoke, Corazon looked at him, he guessed he was the man that the lady mentioned. “He will be alright, but you will need to stay here for a bit before leaving.” Corazon nodded. “I want to make sure his liver expels all the lead from him.”

“Sure… How much I need to…” Corazon stood up.

“If you think I’m going to let you pay me something, you are wrong.” He sat beside the lady, who was still drinking. “I’m a doctor, I’m here to help people.” He then looked at Corazon. “I’m also a father and I know what it is to see your kid suffering and to be desperate to help them. So now focus on resting and everything will be better.”

Corazon nodded and walked to the room where Law was asleep. He sat next to him and in silence he watched him peacefully rest. Maybe he was going to be able to have a peaceful life after all.

Five weeks passed since they arrived at the cabin. Law had gained weight and little by little the white spots on his skin had begun to disappear, although he continued to spend his days in bed, mostly reading or playing with Hiriluk's son, named Chopper. He was only four years old but he liked to play doctor with Law and Law would occasionally read him a medical book that Hiriluk had lying around, even though Chopper didn't understand what Law was reading to him. That day Corazon went down to town, he had to do some shopping, Hiriluk was already doing enough for them, other than being the one who went up and down to buy provisions.

Corazon started going through the forest once he bought everything he needed for the house.

“Brother.” He heard.

His blood froze when he heard that voice, how was it possible? It couldn't be that he was here, it couldn't be. He had to keep pretending, keep making him believe he was on his side and keep him away from Law.

“Stop pretending my dear brother.” He spoke again.

Corazon turned around and looked at him, he was there standing,with a gun in his hand. That was his end, his brother knew everything and like he did with his father he was going to kill him, in that place.

“How?” He whispered.

“Nothing escapes from me, my dear brother.” He smirked. “You thought you could fool me? Mhm you were wrong.”

Corazon frowned and gritted his teeth. “Leave and you will never see me again, I won’t even sell your information to anyone. But go away.”

Doflamingo shook his head. “Where is Law?”

“Leave him alone.”

“I need the kid. Now tell me where is he.”

“Leave him. He is far away from here, you can’t catch him anymore.” Corazon shouted. “Now he is free!”

And then Corazon felt it, like the bullet passed through him, first one and then another and another. The snow around him began to turn crimson and his brother's footsteps began to move away, not only from him but also from the cabin where Law was. He smiled because if he died at least he knew Law would be okay, he could have a peaceful life and he could grow up. Everything would be fine.

“Fortunately I was found by Kureha and I survived.” Corazon sighed. “Then we moved here, Kureha worked some years ago at the local hospital and said it was a peaceful place where my brother wouldn’t find us.” He looked at you. “Don’t cry, it’s all in the past.”

You scrunched your nose and took the handkerchief Corazon handed you. “It hurts me to think that you and Law had to go through all that. Law was so little…” You cried again. “I'm so glad you were there for him and… that you survived that.” Corazon smiled at you and shook his head. “But… Law is with him now, what if…”

“Law is intelligent, he knows what to do and I believe in him. He will come back to us.” He gave you a smile with which you could feel immense relief. Corazon trusts Law and you should do the same too.

“Thank you for telling me this.”

“You’re important to Law, you deserve to know.” And you smiled.

After you calmed down a bit and became calmer, you finished eating and helped Corazon pick up and wash everything. By the time you realized it, the sun was already setting.

You went down the stairs from the porch of Corazon's house, you were still thinking about everything the two of you had talked about. Your heart was still agitated by all the new information. You were walking with Corazon heading towards his car, when you heard a door open, you knew that noise, it was the door of the house where you had been staying. You heard Corazon turn and greet the person leaving the house, Mrs. Smith's grandson you assumed.

Your eyes searched for the figure of the person who now occupied the place where you had been staying weeks ago. You felt the food you had just eaten rise to your mouth and the desire to vomit took over you, when you saw the person's face.

Eustass Kidd

Final note: no Law in this chapter but we got Law’s and Corazon’s past, the backstory is similar to the canon story but making a few changes, bc obviously I couldn’t introduce devil fruits in a modern fanfic, so decided to include Hiriluk and Kureha as part of Law’s and Corazon’s backstory. Also a bit of a cliffhanger with that ending. I hope you enjoyed it and please let me know in comments what you thought about it 🫶

Tag list: @smolracoon25 @phsycochan @punem699 @norasincubi @myeahnaise

[windywhistler]

I know I haven’t posted in a while, but I’d like to post a little farewell to G5. I know it wasn’t a lot of people’s favorite, and it definitely had its fair share of flaws (I remember giggling with my partner when the first episode of MYM came out over how stiff the animation was!), but I loved it very much, and I hope maybe we can somehow see these characters again. I loved this cast very much, so I’m going to ramble a bit below this. For a quick TL;DR: I love these sillies a whole lot, and they will always hold a very special place in my heart :)

Misty in particular means SO much to me. I love her and the way she overcomes living with Opaline, especially because the other Mane 5 are just. So willing to give her space to come into her own and discover who she is in a way she’s comfortable with every time she’s uncomfortable. Found family Misty is everything to me as someone who grew up with a not-so-great family and sees her friends as her family. On that note, I also really like the way Sunny is portrayed to have PTSD symptoms after struggling with 2 villains (shoutout to Allura though, I wish we got a proper end to your story girl). I like it when shows acknowledge that going through crazy stuff often results in trauma. She has very obvious flashbacks in s1 ep68 and s2 ep7 of TYT, and she starts experiencing paranoia, having nightmares, and being hyper-vigilant, and it means so much to me that they bothered to show how living through those situations impacted her mental health.

Next, I think I wanna talk about Izzy! I know a lot of people see her as “the Pinkie Pie clone” (and, to be fair, she IS pretty similar), but I feel like she’s so much more than that. I love her having Violette as her own protégé, and how she’s always so excited to use her creativity to help others! It’s nice to see G5’s Mane 6 teach others their own “elements” much in the way that FiM’s Mane 6 acted as mentors to others. I’m also VERY glad they brought back rainbowified ponies, even if Izzy was the only one. She looks GREAT, and getting to see that they brought it back one last time for the final episode made me SO happy (I actually SQUEALED when I saw the thumbnail for episode 23!). I know that part isn’t really personality related, but it still makes me happy!

I’d also like to sing some praises about Hitch, too. Adding a male to the main cast was a rather bold move in my opinion, since the closest we’ve ever gotten to that is maybe Spike in any gen, Danny in G1, and maaaybe Teddy in MLP Tales? We’ve never really had a boy be part of the established main group, and oh boy was Hitch the perfect beginning for that! He’s such a goofball, and I love the sort of “awkward, cringey dad who loves his son very much” thing they did. Yes, he’s different from movie Hitch, but I always saw that as a side effect of now having a child to parent in the form of Sparky. A LOT of people’s personalities can change post-having kids, and I think it’s interesting that they made him like one of those parents who just wants to bubble wrap their kid and keep them safe. It’s pretty funny, since Sparky doesn’t exactly seem to mind or care. He reminds me a tiny bit of my own dad, and that’s something that means a lot to me.

The last two I want to talk about are, of course, Pipp and Zipp! As for Pipp, I honestly… wasn’t the biggest fan of her at first. I think I was just cranky because they added technology and social media to my Horse Show, LOL! Once I kind of got used to that, she grew on me. She grew on me BAD. I absolutely ADORE Pipp; she’s just the cutest! I love how they have her take accountability when she screws up, and I think it’s really important how she teaches kids that it’s okay to put the phone down for a while around seasons 4-5 of MYM, especially given how much tech plays a part in everyone’s lives these days. I think her having confidence and wanting to SHARE that confidence rather than bring others down is really admirable, and I love the approach they had when designing her character in intentionally making her shorter and rounder than the rest of the cast (most notable in TYT), but very specifically not having her be insecure about it. Touching on bodily insecurity is always great, but I also love seeing characters who look different where it’s just… okay. It’s accepted. I think that's pretty awesome!

Last but ABSOLUTELY not least is Zipp! She was my first favorite of G5 (they’re ALL my favorites now, I fear), and I’ve always thought it was so awesome how they had this royal character who was actively against corruption in power AND didn’t want to be treated as royalty! Having a character who’s heir to the throne and very blatantly… DOESN’T want to be/isn’t looking forward to it is something I feel like I haven’t seen a whole lot, and it’s a really interesting perspective to explore. I’m glad they did! I also love how her scenes in episode one of MYM can very much read almost as a trans allegory. I myself am not trans, but my partner and quite literally ALL of my friends are, so it’s still quite meaningful! Plus, I’m someone who chooses to not go by her birth name due to CPTSD, so, from all angles, seeing her wish to be referred to in ways that make HER comfortable and having that be respected gives me the fuzzies. I love her relationship with Pipp too, and I find their bond to be so heartwarming! Portrait of a Princess is one of my FAVORITE episodes of MYM, and it’s just so sweet to see how much they care for each other! Also, slightly less relevant, but them getting their cutie marks one right after the other on the same day was very cute. Very CMC of them. Very Mane 6 of them. Very cute, very demure, very mindful. I hope people still say that, LMAO

All in all, I know G5 had plot holes, ever-improving animation, and a lot of things fans were displeased over. Still, these characters mean something to me, and, even if their story got cut short, they’ll always still be my little ponies. Thanks for listening to me ramble on if you read all this, I know I kind of turned it into an essay haha :”)

[thenewestxmen]

D&W fic part 4!!

Chapter 4: do I tell him?

“We kinda have to eat breakfast to get to lunch Wade.” Of course I promised that I could take him and Mary out for breakfast.

“I know, but I want Applebees.” He says, pretty much draping over me.

“Alright, alright. I’ll make some toast for breakfast, then for lunch we go to Applebees. Mary can come too.”

“Can Laura come too?”

I’m surprised he wants Laura to come, but I definitely want Laura to come too. She and I definitely have some talking to do. The twinge of anxiety that has been bothering me the last week has been awful. Every time I’m in public, passing my a couple, a man and woman, it’s like seeing Jean and Scott, both eyes staring at me with anger, pity, and lust. I nod, pulling out my phone.

Logan, 8:57: hey kiddo, want to go out to lunch with Wade and I?

Laura, 8:59: sounds fun, I’ll be there. Where do you guys want to meet,

Logan, 9:00: at Applebees, 1:30? Sorry, Wade has been wanting Applebees and I promise to take him out.

Laura, 9:00: sounds perfect. I’ll be there.

Of course, I’m excited. Wade coos at Mary and talks in a high pitched voice, although a second after he starts to praise Puppins, Al starts to yell, “Wade, that’s a dog, not a damn child! And if it was, let’s hope for the sake of everything I hold dear it doesn’t look like you. I may be blind but I can smell the ugly off of you, and it REEKS!” Jesus, Al isn’t holding back.

“Al, that’s so hurtful, but all I smell are your grandma panties that smells like the last time a man got in em was the dinosaurs age.” Wade quips back. I swear, I can watch this all day.

“Alright, alright. What do you want for breakfast darlin’?”

“I want Cocaine sugarbear!” Al yells from the back room. I think she just used up the last of it just now.

“I was talking to Wade, Al.”

This morning, despite the walk and the little flashback session earlier, this morning is peaceful. While I make breakfast, that twinge of anxiety goes away. That is until Al makes another joke.

“Logan, you better get away before he does you like every other woman in his life he don’t care for.” I’m sorry. What?

Wades face reddens, “don’t listen to her. I just had a little time moving from woman to woman, man to man. That cycle ended the minute I saw you peanut. Don’t worry. You look a bit worried, you ok?” Well no, because now I have to try harder to get Wade to stay. It’s selfish of me, but this feels like a repeat of Jean and Scott. I’m like a cigarette, used then put out on the bottom of a shoe. Wade will leave me like he did with the people in his past, and my past isn’t too far off from his, I’m just the one who gets left in the dust.

“Yeah, of course bub. Hey I’m going to go call Laura, be right back.” I try my best to reassure him. I’m not actually calling Laura though. I just need time to think. I go down the stairs of the apartment complex and sit at the base of the stairs.

This is just a repeat. Jean and Scott, a few weeks before they died, were putting on their show. Scott was trying to use my affection for him against me.

“Come on Logan, I know you want me. Come and get me.” He teased. Jean on the other side of me, stripped to only a bathing suit, and beginning to strip that off too.

“Logan, aren’t you going to look at me? Come on, I need some help untying my top.” By now, I wanted, and didn’t want them both at the same time. They were both attractive, kind during the day, but when I would attach myself, they were snippy. When I refused to untie her bikini top, her face turned grim, “why not?! You want me don’t you? I’m pitying you, you’re lucky someone wants you. You’re too clingy, and desperate. You’re a mess, so why not let me humor you. Be a good boy and untie my top, choose me.” She would taunt. I didn’t want to. I wanted to be free. I took it off. She made me do things, right in front of Scott. Then when it was Scott’s ‘turn’, he would yell, when I said I was done. He slapped me, punched even, when I grabbed his clenched fist, he would yell, “why?! You’re only going to heal again! Now let me show you a good time.” I let him. I didn’t want to, he did things I didn’t want to do. Yet I still loved them both, Jean and Scott. I did because they weren’t themselves, they were just taking out anger. During the day, friendly, respectful. During the night, again and again, the same dirty game. Yelling, punching. One day, I went to Storm. She was the one I respected and was able to depend on. But as I knocked on her door, I didn’t realize Jean was In the room. “Hey Storm, I really need some help. Jean and Scott… They’re making me do things I really don’t want to. And if it weren’t for my healing factor, you would see bruises. I was hop- -“ I look at Jean, she was almost fuming with anger. I begged her to forgive me, but the usual yelling occurred. Although this time it felt more personal, more real. “You couldn’t let me pity you, I don’t want anything to do with you but because I am so kind to you. I pity you and let you enjoy a moment of the closest thing to love as you will ever get! No one wants you, I’m the one to make Scott like you more, I’m the one making sure you don’t hate yourself. But there is so much to hate, you are desperate, and controlling, how dare you?!” She would yell, and yell, things turned physical, first violence, the sexual. I didn’t want to, again. But if I messed up again, I lose Jean and Scott.

The tingle of anxiety is back, more powerful than ever. But just before I get up, I see Laura, walking over, almost running. She sits next to me, holding onto my arm.

“Papa! Thank god, Wade was asking about you, he said you called me but I got worried when I didn’t get one. Are you alright…?” She says, I realize that my face is melded by anxiety, my shoulders tense.

“I’m fine.”

“Ok, but can you please tell me what’s going on?”

“Nothing is going on!”

“Why can’t you tell me, let me help you!”

“Stop it Jean!”

I try and recover from the slip up. The whole scenario just brought back jeans yells, angry outburst. I swallow hard as Laura studies my face. 

“Papa, what does Jean have to do with this?”

“She… nothing. I’m ok, I’m sorry. I just needed a minute to myself and I didn’t think Wade would check in with you.” I apologize, the situation getting no better. But Laura lets it go, although she keeps a close eye on me the rest of the day. We go to lunch, Wade shoveling fries into his mouth, sitting at the table outside Applebees, Mary on his lap. The anxiety gets worse. It’s hard to ignore all of the reminders. 

“Peanut. I want to do the thing.”

“What thing?”

“Come on, we have to keep the train going! The readers want romance!”

“The readers?”

“Just get over here.” Wade pulls me over, grabbing his milkshake and adds another straw. He makes me sip at the same time as him. I really hope the anxiety isn’t too visible. But before he is able to see anything in my eyes I pull him close. Kissing his lips softly, I ignore Laura’s remarks. When I pause to breathe, I look at Wade. But all I see is Jean. I literally see Jean for a full 4 seconds. I stand quickly, but as Wade comes into view, the illusion of Jean disappearing, Laura comes to my side, still clingy from earlier.

“Dad. You ok? Please say something.”

I snap out of it, nodding quickly, hoping I wasn’t too out of place.

“Peanut… you ok? What’s wrong? Is it what happened earlier?” Wade says.

“What happened earlier?” Laura adds. It’s all falling apart. I wanted to hide it, push it out of my mess, but it’s spilling over, Wade is about to hear about everything, and Laura too. Before Wade can say anything I stand up, blankly walking inside the restaurant and into the restrooms. Splashing my face with water.

It’s all falling apart. My relationship, my memories, everything. My arms are shaky again, anxiety gone out of my eyes and etched to my face. Jean and Scott are everywhere… I need them gone. My arms are lightly shaking and I’m trembling. I have no idea why… well I know why, but I refuse to let it go through my head and process it. Wade walks in, but as he sees me trembling, he runs, wrapping his arms around my neck.

“It’s alright peanut. It’s ok. Laura told me. I’m sorry. Please tell me what’s going on.”

“I won’t…” I practically tremble.

“You won’t?” Wade says, tilting his head in confusion.

“I won’t think about it, I don’t want to. I need for it to go away.” By now, nonsense is spilling out, everything is happening too fast, every hit of Wade in my peripheral vision is a bit of Jean. Wade pulls me close, standing there, I’m trembling, he holds me tight. He seems to understand the bit of nonsense. I can almost hear Jeans yelling, “you bitch! You can’t let someone help you?!” It rings in his ears. Wade grabs his hand and leads him outside, Laura runs up to me. 

“Papa… what’s wrong.?”

“Yeah, peanut. I know you don’t want to think about it, but please just tell me how we can make it better…”

They both want to help. Just like Jean and Scott did. I can almost feel the punches, the blasts from Scott opening up on my body. Although as I feel the side of my face, no blood, nothing.

I just stand there… Christ. I grown ass man, trembling in an Applebees. But by now I don’t care. Every second I see a person staring it’s like looking at Jean and Scott’s disappointing face… 

“Leave me…”

“What?”

“Leave me Wade, break up, end whatever this is…”

I’m not looking at Wade, but I can feel the confusion.

“Why? Did I do something?!” Wade says, panicking a bit. How do I explain to him that no one did anything, but I did something, be his boyfriend (or whatever you might call this). 

“No… it just never ends up good. I don’t want you to pity me or end up with my mess…” I say in an almost quivering voice. I’m a mess, what’s new.

“Peanut… Logan, no. I love you, what makes you think i pity you?” Wade says. Damn it… why do I have to put him in this position?! What’s wrong with me, why can’t I just suck it up and not try and fight tears in the middle of a restaurant like a screaming toddler… how do I explain everything? How do I tell Wade that it’s not him, it’s me. That it’s everyone I’ve had a relationship with. How do I tell him about Jean and Scott when I can’t look Wade in the eyes without seeing them?

Do I even tell him?

authors note: oh my lord, I’m sorry I’m dramatic. This is going good tho. Please, please, please, give me suggestions, I’ve hit writers block. Anyways, so yeah, if you read this and like it, I’m really glad, i love these two idiots so much anyways, I’ll have part 5 out soon :3

[thetangycheesemanwithaplan]

Some speculation I have for the next episode!

Yes I'e been having a lot of speculation and maybe (most likely) i'll be wrong but its just some fun ideas I've been having

I talked about this with @buck-up-buck and she is a prophet (check out her posts here to see her vision-with a small contribution from me about the AA meeting being a thing) she has some theories that happen after this theory of mine which I'm excited for her to share with you all as she see's the shrimp colours.

And so with what we've seen in the promo, the still that Tim has shared (I have brightened it so it can be a bit clearer) here's what I think will happen. Especially in this still

So firstly the order of events I believe will be the AA meeting then the Bathena conversation and then the motel drama, just as we are shown in the promo. There will be other things sprinkled in but the next two eps will be very Bobby centric. So when i saw this still i immediately thought of the following ideas/spec:

So Amir makes his speech at the AA meeting, it slowly dawns on Bobby the connection they share and obviously this sends Bobby mentally spiralling. It's been 10 years since the fire and Bobbys come far but hearing from someone who he affected by his past actions is definitely going to stir up shit (duh). I feel like we may get some flashbacks to the fire, maybe even Amir's perspective (how he got his scars) because our boy Amir is angry (you saw his stare, seeing bobby has reignited his fire). I feel like Bobby may attempt to speak to him after but Amir is angry and storms out or Bobby is in shock and cant say anything.

We then see the conversation with Bathena. It looks like Athena was asleep and Bobby hadn't come to bed yet. Athena woke up and came looking for Bobby to find him hunched over his laptop going into a bit of a dive on Amir and who he was and who he lost. Athena maybe talks to him about it and Bobby is very much adamant on making amends (Step 9). Athena wants to support him but the sergeant in her is concerned at this guy. So she supports him in the moment but hatches her own little plan.

And here is where we see the still (it's clearly at the hospital)

Athena has found out where this guy works and goes to speak to him. Amir is just finishing his shift when Athena catches him. She introduces her self and that she's Bobby's wife. Amir is immediately angered by this but keeps himself calm, only showing annoyance. Athena talks about how she knows who he is through Bobby and that she's sorry for Amir's loss. She expresses concern for how he raised the issue to Bobby and asks that they can work towards making amends. She says that Bobby has come so far to turn his life around (gives examples of what Bobby has accomplished. Captain of the 118, his new family with her and the steps he has taken in recovery) and all he wants to do is carry on moving forward. She doesn't want this incident to cause Bobby to fall of the wagon, they've been through a lot and she's concerned (she also getting alarm bells from this guys so is trying to gauge his intent whilst also trying to clear the air)

I think this angers Amir, again he wont show it but it sparks something in him further than what has already been sparked. He starts scheming (@buck-up-buck's theories about the loft burning down hehe) I feel like he'll make some comment to Athena about how he's glad Bobby could move on so easily whilst everyone else was left cleaning up the mess(throw back to the comment he made to Maddie) Obviously Athena defends her husband and says something like "it was far from easy, he clawed his way out of the darkest place and fought tooth and nail to get where he is now. If he can do it so can you." cause Athena has clocked that this guy is massively holding a grudge.

But Amir doesn't want to hear it and maybe just says something like 'Good for him' before walking away from the conversation.Amir is angry because its been 10 years and he's still affected by the fire, he hasn't let go of the pain and the hurt (as he mentioned in his speech) but now seeing that the guy who caused it has a new family, that he's moved on and is happy, is captain of a firehouse (irony not lost on him) and Amir has been left scared and hurt and his life hasn't bounced back just absolutely fuels his revenge plan.

Athena tells Bobby that she tried to reason with Amir but there was no reasoning with him and that he's very angry still. She tells Bobby she knows he needs to make amends and he should but also says he should be careful and wait for him to calm down a bit first and that whatever he does he shouldn't do it alone. Bobby of course listens and agrees but also he understands Amir better than anyone and thinks he can get through to him (remember Bobby is shook up by this whole thing and won't make the smartest decisions) so when Amir reaches out and asks Bobby to meet at the Easy Motel, Bobby does go and then, Amir starts his revenge

Amir wants Bobby to suffer again like he did (he doesn't acknowledge that Bobby did loose everything in that fire, he's to blinded by his own grief and mad that Bobby has a shiny new life and seems unbothered by his past to listen to reason) he wants to rip Bobby's family away from him, saying he doesn't deserve a second chance.

[thechaotictheoryy]

Unravel | 2. You Make Me Feel Free

summary: What if you had chains around your heart but you were the one who put them there? If you took a look at Parker’s heart, you would see a nice beating heart but Parker felt there were heavy metal chains wrapped it. After years of a disconnected relationship with her parents and a hard break up with her boyfriend of four years, Parker Williams made her heart mentally chained. Declaring to never fall in love again but what happens when she meets a witty musician who is all about seeking love?

pairing: main character x hongjoong ft. ex! Yeosang

genre: (18+ minors dni), romance, fluff, lots of angst, coming to age, college au, smut, strangers to lovers, self discovery

word count: 4,583 (some time skips since it's just a flashback)

chapter warnings: alcohol consumption, cussing, mentions of sex, just a flashback on how Parker and Yeosang met.. also meeting Parker's old crew :)

song rec for this chapter: Like We Just Met by NCT Dream

4 years ago. 

“So you’re going to tell me Tiny is more fine than Megan Fox?” I side-eyed my friend Anthony as we walked down the hallway. Anybody who thought had to be the blindest person in the world. 

“Hear me out, it’s like a grown woman fine like after you have a baby fine,” he tried to plead his case. Some of our friends looked at him with the most confused face. He wasn’t making sense at all. 

“Ant, just shut up,” Miguel said, rolling his eyes. Everyone laughed and started to tease Ant, he always had opinions that no one agreed with so we always did debates with him to see what was going on in his head. I always find him interesting to learn about, he was one of the only people that I could have deep conversations with and never get bored. 

I honestly never got bored with anyone in my friend group. I think it was because all of us were painters and there was something we could always talk about. It was a group of five of us. There was Anthony, Miguel, Tonya, Chase, and the last person being me. All of us were juniors except Tonya and Anthony. Chase, Miguel, and I kind of took them under our wings when they joined the art club their freshmen year. 

“Heads up peeps, I heard Tonya made a new friend and we are meeting him right now at lunch,” Chase said. 

“Thank God, I don’t know how me and Tonya were going to continue to handle you three.” I did a little dance in happiness. Miguel playful pushed me and I laughed. I loved the boys with all my heart but handling was a different story. You could say I was like the mom of the group and Tonya was the auntie that kept them in line when I wasn’t around. 

I met Chase and Miguel on the first day of school our freshman year. I was a little socially awkward and they could tell but when they saw my sketchbook, they knew my mind was racing with a lot of creative energy. I didn’t understand what it meant at the time but they just mean I have a lot of passion and drive that I don’t need to say anything for people to notice. It was by far the best compliment I ever received in my life. We ended up meeting Tonya and Anthony the second week of school our sophomore year when the art department wanted all the art courses to get together. All of us have been inseparable ever since and I could ask for better friends. 

Friends. 

My friends. 

I hope I don’t lose them when I tell them I plan to go to college. We kind of had this discussion where we would all split rent on a house here in LA and just all live together to build our careers together. My plan was to always go to school for what I did so I never told them at that moment. I felt a little shitty considering they were excited for all of us to be a home filled with painters but I just didn’t plan for my future to be like that. I didn’t see anything wrong in what they were doing but I wanted to take advantage of what opportunities I could come across being on a university campus. I wasn’t going far either, my plan was to go to USC. I wanted to stay in town and I also just wanted to still be close to them. I was just scared how they would react when I tell them that my plans weren't the same as theirs. 

We walked in the cafeteria and headed to the table we always sat at. I usually didn’t eat at lunch because the food wasn’t my preference so I always made sure to eat a big breakfast so I wouldn’t be hungry around this time. I watched Ant, Chase, and Miguel play rock paper scissors to see who paid for lunch today. The mean mug Chase had when he lost was priceless. 

“Chase you never win so why do you always still play?” I said,  laughing. He gave me the middle finger and walked away to get in line. Ant and Miguel dapped each other laughing, then took a seat in front of me. 

“What do you think this new guy is going to be like?” Ant asked. 

“Why? Do you want to get at him before even knowing what he looks like?” I joked. 

“For all we know he could be gay like you Parker,” Miguel shrugged. 

“I’m pan,” I playfully punched him in the side. 

“Yeah with the preference of vagina,” Him and Ant laughed. I rolled my eyes playfully and crossed my arms. I didn’t mind when they joked with me about my sexuality because they had points sometimes. It isn’t like I don’t find men attractive and wouldn't sleep with them, the male species can be a little over the top at times and it annoys me. Ant. Miguel, and Chase were really the only boys I didn’t mind being around 24 hours in the day. They were like my brothers, well everyone except Chase. 

Me and Chase had a little fling going on last year and he was actually the first guy I had sex with. I thought I would fall in love with him but I didn’t and it was a mutual agreement for us to be friends with benefits but we ended that before the new school year started. I was an overthinker so I thought our friendship would be ruined but he became my best friend and I wouldn’t want it any other way. 

Friends can kiss from time to time, right?

If not, we broke that rule a few times already, especially the two parties we already went to this year. 

“Oh wow,” I heard Miguel say. I looked up at him and saw him and Ant staring at the entrance. I turned around and saw Tonya walking towards us. My eyes traveled to the guy walking with her. I felt like the room had slowed down and there was a spotlight on this new mysterious boy. I blinked a few times to make sure I wasn’t seeing things. 

He was the most beautiful human I had ever seen in my existence. 

His silky blonde hair reached just the top of his shoulders. His slightly tan skin tone looked like it was so smooth to the touch. His round light brown eyes that I didn’t mind if they stared into my soul all day. The way he walked I could tell he had a lot of confidence. A confidence that made you want to fall for him. 

“Hey guys,” Tonya finally reached us, knocking me out of my thoughts. “This is Kang Yeosang, he just transferred here from a school in South Korea and is a sophomore. Yeosang, this is Ant, Miguel, and Parker.” 

“Nice to meet you,” he waved at us, flashing a smile. 

Fuck his lisp is cute and his smile was fucking perfect. 

“Wow, your English is clear,” Ant said. Me and Miguel both slapped him against the head. 

“Sorry for his ignorance,” Miguel said. 

“It’s okay, I just recently became fluent two years ago. My parents traveled to America a lot for business trips so they taught me just in case we had to move here permanently, "she laughed a little. 

Even his laugh was cute. 

Parker, calm down. 

“Um, what city are you from?” I asked, a little nervous. 

I felt the holes burning into my skin from my friends staring at me. Yeosang looked at me and smiled a little bigger. 

“A city called Incheon but my parents relocated to Seoul when I was nine” 

“What do they do?” 

“Both of them are neurologists, they worked in Busan even before I was born but got hired to a hospital in Seoul then they were asked to transfer to UCI Medical Center here in California” 

“That’s so cool,” I smiled. 

We stared at each other until Tonya coughed and it grabbed our attention. 

“Let’s go get our lunch. I’ll show you what to get,” Tonya said to Yeosang, pulling him away to the lunch line. Chase passed them, speaking to them then walking to us. He threw the wrapped sandwiches at Ant and Miguel. 

“That’s the new kid? He kind of looks like a statue” he said, sitting next to me. 

“Him and Parker were so invested in their small talk and staring at each other, they forgot we were even here.” Ant teased, biting into his sandwich. 

“Relax, it wasn’t like that” I said, pouting a little. 

“Aw,” Chase wrapped his arm around my waist, pulling me a little close. “You’re going to break my little heart by hitting on other people,” He teased. 

“As if I could break your heart please,” I laughed, mushing his face. 

I heard Ant mumble something but I didn't go on to it but Miguel laughed, slapping his neck again. I raised my eyebrow a little but brushed it off. If it was meant for me to hear, I would have heard it. My eyes traveled to the lunch line and my sight was set on Yeosang. He looked like he was looking around for something and his  eyes landed on me. He smiled and I smiled a little back. 

Ah, he was going to be a problem. Maybe my problem. 

My distraction from my life at home. 

I broke eye contact and shook my head. I was getting ahead of myself. I just met him today and I barely even know what he's like as a person. What if I end up disliking his character? Why was having so many thoughts over someone I just met like five minutes ago?

This wasn’t normal.

But are creatives ever normal people? 

I felt a tap on my hip and I looked at Chase, he had his sandwich near my mouth. I took a bit out of it and chewed. It actually wasn’t bad, I still wouldn’t have bought that with my own money. 

“You guys sure you’re done messing with each other?” Ant asked. 

“Yes Ant, you have asked us ever since we came back into school,” I rolled my eyes, taking another bit out of the sandwich which made Chase pull it from my reach. I frowned, chewing the food in my mouth. He laughed and flicked my forehead. 

“There are no feelings my guy even if there was, that’s between me and Parker,” Chase said, sipping some of his water. I nodded in agreement, sticking my tongue out at Ant. Miguel just laughed and flicked Ant in the ear. They didn’t ever have to worry about us getting together because it is never happening. 

I felt someone sit beside me and it was Yeosang, Tonya had sat on the other side beside Miguel. I felt my cheeks warm up a little and I moved Chase’s arm from around me. I don’t know why I did that so quickly but it just felt like a reflex. 

“What’s your sexuality Kang?” I heard Ant ask. My eyes widened and I looked at him, everyone was staring at him. You could also hear Miguel smack his teeth.

“You just on a roll today huh?” Tonya asked. 

“I just want to get to know him damn, just asking his preferences. It’s not like we would judge him”

“I’m straight,” He laughed. 

I looked at him and he was smiling at Ant. I grabbed my heart slowly as I felt the two chains that were there tighten up. My head had created these mental chains that appeared after the situation with my parents. 

“Well now that makes three straights,” Miguel said. 

“Huh?” He tilted her head. 

“Chase is bi, Parker is pan, and Miguel is gay,” Tonya said. 

“Ahh okay okay, I have no issue with your sexualities,” Yeosang laughed a little. 

“I promise this is the least intimidating group you will come across, especially because we’re all soft creatives,” I said. 

“Really?” He looked at me. What do you guys do? I’m a writer like short stories and poems” 

“All of us are painters except Tonya who does sculpting and writing” 

“How long have you been painting?” He asked. 

“Um,” I felt my cheeks get warmer because he was looking deep into my eyes. “Since I was a kid, like around three. My parents haven't been that supportive though.” 

“Fuck asses,” I heard Chase say. I elbowed him in the stomach and he coughed so dramatically. I rolled my eyes slightly at him. 

“Maybe they’ll come around when they see the dedication, yeah?” I say the empathy in his eyes. I didn’t like seeing that look in people’s eyes. I didn’t like people having empathy or showing pity towards me. That's why I didn’t really bring up the situation with my parents. Even the people close to me don't really know the whole story. I would tell them one day but I just wanted to skip all the “I’m sorry Parker” and the “we’ll support you no matter what”. 

It never made me feel better and I don’t think it ever will. 

“I don’t really think they will but it’s okay, I got these dorks”

“Who are you calling a dork, you weeb”, I heard Ant say. 

“She’s a pretty weeb”, Chase smiled at me. I raised my eyebrow a little at him and he raised his at me.

I didn’t understand why he was so touchy right now or just trying to drop compliments. Was it because of Yeosang? It couldn’t be, we just met him. He couldn’t possibly be jealous over someone we just met, right? Maybe I’m just overthinking it. 

Maybe. 

The bell rang for us to move to our next class which was Physics. I hated that class with a passion but I wasn’t horrible at it which is why I decided to take it. I might also have a thing for science, just a little bit. I was glad that it was the last class of the day for me. I probably would head to the art room till I was ready to go to my dark place of a home. 

We got up and walked in the hall. Chase and Ant headed one way because they had a class together and Miguel headed up the stairs to his chorus class. It was just me, Yeosang, and Tonya walking together. I was trying in every possible way not to steal too many glances at Yeosang while he looked over his class schedule with Tonya but he was so beautiful that I couldn’t help it. 

“Parker, you have Physics with Mr. Grayson right?” Tonya asked.

“Yeah, why what’s up?” 

“You and Yeosang have him together, mind walking with him? I have to head to my French class”

Physics already? He must be really smart. He looked at me and smiled, I shot him a small smile back. I don’t know if it was a great idea to leave him with me alone already. 

“Yeah, that’s fine,” I nodded. 

“Great, see you guys later!” Tonya ran down the hallway. 

I waved at her then turned my attention to Yeosang. 

“Physics already?” 

“I like challenges,” He laughed a little. “Earth Science and Biology were a little too easy for me. I’m done with most of all the subjects we need honestly. Next year, I’ll have mostly electives on my schedule.” 

“I wish I met you when I was having trouble in AP English last year” 

“How can an art student not understand the beauty of words?”

“Reading and writing are not my strengths, I’m not bad but I’m not the best either” 

We finally reached the door to Grayson’s class and I let him walk in first. 

“You’ll have to go talk to that tall monster over, he doesn’t bite I promise,” I whispered to him and pointed towards Mr.Grayson. 

He laughed and nodded, making her way to him. I walked over to my desk and was met by Derrick, my partner, working on some of the homework that was due today. I shook my head slightly at him and sat down.

“Derrick, I told you practicing your free throws all night was going to make you forget to do your homework,” I took out my folder and headed it to him. 

“Life saver as always” 

“This is my last time doing this. I only help because I know how much basketball means to you”

He smiled and turned his attention back to the homework that he had about five minutes to finish up on. I was pretty cool with most of the athletics around school. I always wanted them to succeed so copying my homework once or twice wouldn’t hurt me. I had at least one or two athletics in my classes except art. 

“Alright class!” We heard Mr. Grayson’s thunder-like voice. “This is Kang Yeosang, a new student from South Korea. They always say last name first over where he’s from but his name is Yeosang. Welcome him and he will be Ciara’s new partner since we had someone drop the class”

He pointed to where Ciara was and Yeosang bowed at him a little then walked to her seat, speaking to Ciara. Mr. Grayson started talking about today’s lesson and told everyone to pass up the homework which Derrick managed to finish on time. I found my eyes wandering over to Yeosang and I guess he felt it because he slightly looked my way then smiled, looking down. I felt my face get warm and I looked away. 

This last semester might be a little interesting. 

One Month Later.. 

Saturday, February 13th. 

I walked through the crowd with Tonya gripping my wrist. The smell of weed and cheap alcohol was running through my nose. It was the most pleasant thing ever but you definitely tell you were at a party thrown by a bunch of teenagers. 

I don’t know why I agreed on coming. 

I didn’t hate going to parties but it wasn’t the first thing I wanted to do when we got a weekend to ourselves from school. I rather be locked away in my room painting and blasting my KPOP playlist while my parents are away on business like they are every weekend.

Not that I cared. 

We finally found the rest of our friends and my eyes widened at Yeosang. It was the first time I had seen him tonight. He was taking a double shot with Miguel and I slightly smiled. He got comfortable in our friend group very fast and I’m glad. He was still a little closed off but after a night of bonding and a drunk game of twister, he let his walls down. 

He gave Miguel a high-five then his eyes fell on me. He winked at me and smiled, I felt myself starting to blush and he walked over to us. Tonya finally let go of my wrist and hugged him then walked over to Chase and Ant. 

“You look nice,” He said to me. 

“You do too” 

I felt like I was going through tunnel vision because he was the only one I could see. I couldn’t lie that my slight crush on Yeosang turned into something deeper. I never believed in love at first sight till I met him. I didn’t want to say anything and make him distance himself from me so I just decided to not act on it. I also just feel like a relationship in the friend group would make things a little complicated like if we got into a fight or something bad just happened to us. This situation would be different from me and Chase since we never had feelings for each other. There was never any awkwardness or any picking sides because we were simply two friends having sex with each other. 

Me and Yeosang wouldn’t simply be two friends having sex. 

It would be a one-sided thing. It would be me falling for him more and more. 

I just couldn’t do that to them. To us. 

“Parker,” I felt a hand on my shoulder. 

“Mm?”

“You zoned out? You okay?” He asked. 

“Yeah I’m fine,” I felt the heat creep on my face. 

“Did you want to take a double shot with me?”

“As long as it’s not tequila”

“Oh yuck, hell no. I love vodka”

Even fucking worse. 

“Sure” 

One double shot turned into four double shots. I wasn’t that big of a drinker so I felt the drunkenness start to take over my body. Yeosang was definitely a little more drunk than me but I’m surprised he was still standing. He told me he had about two cups and that one double shot with Miguel before me and him started to drink. 

“We should go dance,” He said after we took our fifth double shot. 

“Let’s go,” I grabbed his hand and walked to where the music was. 

Planet Girl by Jooyoung was blasting through the speakers. I love this song so much, whoever was playing the music had taste. Me and Yeosang began dancing with each other and at first it looked like two friends just dancing with each other until he pulled my body close to hers and placed his hands on on hips. I felt like I was not existing at the moment like I didn’t think a moment like this would happen between us so soon. I felt the soft fabric of his black t-shirt but how dirty he moved her hips against mine. 

Yeosang was like a drug that I wanted to take over and over again. 

I took the opportunity to place my forehead on his and wrapped my arms around his neck. I felt like my blood went cold for a split second, I honestly was expecting him to move away. Time seemed to slow down and it felt like we were the only ones in the room or that’s how it felt to me. 

I don’t know what came over me. 

I leaned in and kissed him. 

My brain was saying bad fucking move and the chains around my heart starting to squeeze the shit out of the organ was making me stay alive. I felt my lungs about to collapse when I felt his lips move back against mine.  

Yeosang was kissing me back. 

Am I dreaming? 

I pulled away and stared at him. He placed a hand on my cheek, rubbing it. 

“Parker?” 

“Yeah?” 

“If I kiss you again, I won’t be able to stop,” He said.

“Then don’t stop” 

He kissed me again with a little more aggression but not too much to lose our flow. 

Our flow. 

Wow, we have a flow. 

We pulled away again and looked at each other. 

“I like you, Yeosang… like alot,” I confessed. “I have for the past month now actually.” 

The shots were definitely giving me this confidence because I couldn’t say this to him on a regular day. I probably would have had a slight panic attack. 

“The feeling’s mutual,” He blushed. “I knew from the first time our eyes connected that you would become someone special in my life Parker”

He reciprocates my feelings. 

Am I dreaming? 

“Let’s get out of here,” He said. 

I nodded and we left the house, the cool air hitting our faces and the bright full moon shining on us as we ran to his car. 

Three Months Later…

Wednesday May 18th. 

I leaned against the lockers as I saw students walk out of the classroom I was beside. I was so nervous that my hands were sweaty as hell and my face was hot. I saw Yeosang heading towards me and he smiled that bright smile of his. I smiled back, I was so nervous because he said we needed to talk. She wrapped her one arm around my waist and pulled me into a kiss. I kissed her back then pulled away, pecking his lips twice. He laughed a little and we walked down the hall. 

After that night at the party, me and Yeosang developed a situation like me and Chase’s past fling but it was more intimate this time. There were feelings involved and everyone could tell. I didn’t plan for us to have sex in his car that night but I don’t regret it. Even though we confessed to each other, we didn’t label what we were doing and it just didn’t settle right with me. Of course, people around school knew we had something going on but I wanted people to know he was mine and no one else’s. 

He probably felt like he already was but I wanted things to be official. 

“Yeosang this isn’t the way to my next class” 

“I know, just follow me” 

We walked up the stairs and kept going till we reached the door to the roof. 

“Close your eyes” 

“Yeosang–”

“I know you hate being late to class but I promise it’s worth it” 

“Okay,” I closed her eyes. 

I heard the door open and he guided me outside. I heard more feet shuffling and I raised my eyebrow as we came to a stop. Chase, Miguel, Ant, and Tonya were holding up the canvas the way I told them. I honestly wouldn’t have had the courage to do this if this wasn’t for them. I thought things would be awkward considering Chase did tell me that he liked me a little bit when we were sleeping together but he pushed his feelings aside because he knew we would never happen. 

“Okay open,” he said. 

I opened my eyes and they widened a little.  Chase, Ant, and Tonya were holding up signs that said “Will you be my girlfriend?” while Miguel handed me a bouquet of sunflowers… my favorite flower.  I turned to Yeosang with tears in my eyes. 

“I know we haven’t known each other for long but the first day we met I was captivated by your dark brown eyes that made me feel like I was in a different world. A different world where you were the only person I see,” He said. He took in a deep breath and continued. 

“I wasn’t expecting us to drunkenly confess to each other and then hook up after we escaped from the party but I don’t regret that night with you. I was hesitant on where we would stand the next morning but you reassured me that this wasn’t just sex, it was much more than that,” he smiled. 

“Parker you’re like the missing word I’m looking for when writing, the one I have been searching for a long time. You make the poem turn out more beautifully and more meaningful,” I heard his voice crack a little. “That’s how you make me feel. You, Parker, you make me feel free.” 

I felt the tears rolling down my cheeks.

“Will you make this writer’s dream come true and always be my missing word that competes my writings?”

I jumped on him and he caught me. He laughed as I kissed all over my face. “Of course, I’ll be. I’ll be the best girlfriend ever Yeosang.” 

“I know,” He smiled. 

He kissed me and I felt like I was on cloud nine. 

The best day ever in my existence. 

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Day 8 of the tristamp analysis marathon and jesus christ i am!!! really excited to do these now because people have been adding onto/being nice abt my stuff and that's super cool. Thank you again to @tristampparty for running this! I didn't manage to join in on the book club last year so it's nice to have a fun little event all the same

[But as for next book club,,,, well. I'm extremely transgender about trimax and would love to join in]

As always, spoilers for trigun stampede and trigun maximum! Also some CWs for Vash-typical passive suicidal tendencies and discussion of his psyche

So! Episode 8! I have.... mixed feelings, on how Tristamp portrays Knives. On one hand, I definitely think that we're being lead to believe that Vash has always been a peace-loving kid and that Knives has always had those tendencies, which would set up for season 2 to break that down. I hope.

The one thing I couldn't figure out, ofc, is the Knives not needing to eat thing - My friend millions-dykes theorized a black hole/white star dynamic a little while ago [as seen in the screenshot. I'm Organ, they are Nagito Malmonella]

aaaaaaaaanyway, we still get these little instances of knives just being a kid, and it's the funniest thing in the world to me. Vash is also apparently in tune with him enough to pick up on that and it's such twin behaviour.

There's also just a lot of cases of Knives smiling or being giggly around Rem, which,,,, he's such a mama's boy like we know this but it's so nice to have it reinforced. This theory of Knives having always been cold/standoffish just doesn't track - the only time he usually seems uncomfortable is when Rem touches him or when he talks about Plant stuff - particularly when he's talking about being different to Vash. Knives, to me at least, is a tad autism-coded :]

OKAY TO THE SCENE[TM]

So obviously this has changed from when we first saw Vash tell the story. Vash's sequence of events runs as follows:

Vash walks up to the little hill that Knives is laughing maniacally on top of -> Knives says "I finally did it! It worked! -> Vash confronts him with "How could you do that?" -> Knives reassures him with "Don't worry, I left the Plant ship" -> Knives says "I even got Rem killed!" -> Knives points out that Vash is his accomplice, but does not elaborate why. "Don't get mad. You're already my accomplice, isn't that right Vash?"

Now the sequence of events in this version is provably more accurate (the same audio is used in the black box recording discovered later), and goes as follows:

Vash wakes up from the escape pod and goes "Nai, where are you?" -> He spends some time following Knives' footsteps where he sees the crashed pods and fire and Knives laughing on the hill -> Knives says "I finally did it! It worked!" -> Vash says "I can't believe you killed Rem!" -> Knives says "Don't get mad. You're already my accomplice, it was you who told me the passcode - Am I right, Vash?"

So there are several inconsistencies in these two versions of events, most notably for me is that Vash is the one to bring up Rem. If the 1st telling was correct, it would imply that Knives wanted to kill Rem, but that part is conspicuously absent, because Vash is the one that brings her up.

Vash's retelling also omits the fact that he was the one to give Knives the passcode, shifting more blame onto Knives. It's very very interesting to me. Finally, Knives mostly has his back to Vash when he dissolves into laughter again. Which is a technique often used to hide if you've been crying or are having a hard time keeping some emotional responses down.

And I'm not even done with this flashback! The scene where Vash just lies down and wants to give up is,,, Well, in Trimax, ever since Tesla, Vash has struggled with suicidal ideation - he's the one that asks for Rem to just kill him, and that's heartbreaking, but we also see a bit of that leaking through here again, where he just wants to lie down and give up. It also gives me hope we're gonna see that Tesla aftermath scene in the next season, because that'll be breaking Vash down into his more complicated, messy parts.

Okay so I do think that the subtitles Aniwave uses are... a little bit Wack, I'm pretty sure that they're unofficial and probably a bit wonky, and I'm only slightly conversational in Japanese so I have 0 idea about this, but hey I think someone should inform Wolfwood, for no particular reas- [I am dragged away by security]

[I did check the dub, which referred to Plants giving birth which I think is much more likely to be accurate. But it'd still be funny for Wolfwood to have to sit through Plant sex ed so neither of them get pregnant]

Rem really was very, very young,,,,,

There are four photos here, but only one is given to Vash. I wonder why,,,, Possibly to gauge his recognition of Knives being in the photo, or keeping the other three to learn what they can about Knives.

The night/day progression cycle here doesn't really match up with Vash's little tally, so I don't think it's counting days. Given that he apparently went to say hello to everyone in cold sleep while on the ship, I think it's a little more likely that the tally marks are for them....

Do we ever actually get to hear Rem say the blank ticket thing in a flashback? I don't recall it, but it is said to Vash after the whole Stabbing Incident in Trimax, so that's possibly why they've kept it from us.

Theeee markings under this Plant's eyes match Elendira's, which. Obviously Elendira in tristamp is part plant there's just so many little details that lend themselves to it,,,

The HAIR COLOUR CHANGE AAAA

I like the little wall of Vash baby pics in the background here, but he still didn't get any of his 3 other ship pics back :(

Finally, Vash's line of "an Independent will make up for what an Independent has done" is interesting because his guilt complex really does spiral, huh. The reason Knives telling him "Oh, you just feel guilty for the Big Fall, huh?" in a later ep fucks him up so much is because like. That is kinda true to an extent. Vash is his own kind of self-deluding, but that only really starts spiraling at about this point in time.

Alright, setting up for a Day of analysis tomorrow, because I have many thoughts and feelings surrounding Knives (I love him very dearly and I hate him a lot (affectionate)) and we Will spend some time talking about Trimax Flavour Knives because my understanding of him is fundamental to my understanding of Tristamp Flavour Knives.

Thank y'all for the fun comments and theory addons!!! I'm having a lot of fun and we're really getting into how [normal] I am about Trigun!