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Welcome to the party!

I hope you're ready for a fun time! I'm very happy everyone could make it and you all look great. More on the party later, I have a few words to say first.

I started this blog a year ago today after having barely any idea what the hell I was doing. All I knew is my wonderful friend Poe got me into a new anime and I'd absolutely fallen in love with it. I'd had a love of writing since I was ten, and I thought it was time to put that talent to use.

Words cannot describe how happy I am to still be active. I may not be as active as I once was, and I cannot update once a week like I used to, but I still appreciate all the support I get nonetheless.

Since then I've made so many friends, met so many people, got into new things and done things I never thought I would. I could talk for hours about all the friends I have because I love them all, but I'll try to keep these short so we can get to the more fun part...

@emswordss you were my first mutual and we still talk almost every day and that makes me so, so happy. you're so incredible and i'm happy i could be part of the journey you're on and help you with the crazy shit that is teenage years.

@domestic-void/@nekomas-kuroo my second mutual ever! i am so glad you let me write that lev fic its still the longest fic i've ever written for this (besides that one selfship thing but we aren't counting that)

@shoyotime/@miyamours my first wife <33 we havent talked in a while but i remember how much we did especially when i was first starting out. thanks for all the confidence boosts and all the weird conversations <3

@shirari we havent talked in so long !!! how are you? i don't know if you're really active anymore but i feel badcwe kinds lost touch

@ellesmain/@ellewords I MISS YOUUU ik finals suck i do but i miss seeing you on my dash!!! need my big sister once in a while yk <3 i hope finals are going well and that you're doing ok too! mayeb by the time you're back I'll have another taylor swift cover for you

@maizumis i havent seen you online in forever either !! we gotta talk soon!

@possiblypoe THE OG!!! this brilliant person got me into haikyuu it's her fault you all have to deal with me. poe you are so so so so so incredible and i KNOW how long you've been waiting for your matchup so go read and text me/send and ask and tell me your thoughts!!! love you (/p)

@mysterystarz/@nekonovs wife #2!!! thanks for being the crackhead in my discord dms over the summer /j. no but actually i know we dont talk as much as we did over the summer, mostly because we're both busy, but youre so amazing really. thank you for all the late night conversations and the akaashi brainrot

@k-kazvha i think you were my first genshin moot?? also happy late birthday!!! have fun dancing the night away with diluc. i said some of this yesterday on your birthday but i am SO glad we met you're so funny and honestly great to talk to. i ma not always comment on it but your posts make me laugh a lot (usually the shitposts). you're an incredibly talented writer thank you for being amazing

@rqkuya you literally know all my ocs in and out and you're so so so incredible to talk to about them. you always ahve the funniest one-liners and little ideas to add, and no matter how much you yell at me for throwing angst at them, you love me for it anyway. thank you so so much for making me feel like i always have someone to talk to about anything (usually characters, but even serious things) tor.

@merciemer DAD !! high key you're very like an older brother for me and i talk about you deadass all the time. you give me gender envy a LOT (but in a great way) and youre so pretty in like the most gnc way possible. you're absolutely hilarious and i feel my own parent friend instincts kick in once in a while when we talk but its because i care i swear <3

@animated-moon my fellow tendou simp. we really need to sit down and watch howl's moving castle one of these days. i'm still proud of that tendou fic for you i wrote not too long ago (or maybe it was, i have no perception of time) but it was really fun to write and you're just. so much fun to talk to we really need to talk more bc youre a riot in the best way ever

@kage7ama ANGEL THAT INTRODUCED ME TO THAT SONG— ok i still scream sing that and in the back of my head im thankng you for showing it to me i LOVE it thank you. i was so worried when you deactivated but its ok bc i got the new url <33

@kodzukoi ANOTHER ONE WHO HEARS ABOUT MY OCS i am so glad you're as into sk8 as i am (or almost, idk) and know that langa is giving u a forehead kiss rn. as am i (/p). but you're so easy to talk to and constantly reminding me that im not talking too much which i appreciate also you give the best compliments. jun kinnie (affectionate)

@rudolphsboyfriend AAAAA I AM SO EXCITED FOR YOU TO READ UR MATCHUP URS IS ONE OF MY FAVORITES. but youre so talented like what the hell??? talented voice, talented writer, my irls hear about you all the time jfc i need to shut up about you sometimes. but yeah i just think you're super awesome man

@sunalma i missed you on my dash !!! im glad youre back though even if it's not as much. fun fact: i was SO SCARED to talk to you for so long but the more time went on the more time i got over myself and tried not to hit the send button on inbox asks and throw my phone to the other end of my bed

@miyagem LAST BUT NOT LEAST i think youre my newest mutual??? we talk a decent amount though so i already call u my friend <33 i definitely need to bother you more tho its fun youre great to talk to

that should be everyone its everyone in my notes w an emoji at least. if i forgot you i swear i didn't mean to !!!!

and an extra extra shoutout to all my anons + anyone who just likes to interact, even if through reblogs! ur messages/tags/anything else mean the world to me !! your support is mostly why i keep doing this and i wouldn't have hit 1 year if not for you.

nOW THAT THE SAPPY STUFF IS OVER BACK TO ME WRITING PROFESSIONALLY

quick preface: when in doubt assume everyone is 22. i don't care how that affects the plot of the original story your character is from, everyone is 22 so we can all drink champagne (if you choose). carry on

The night opens in a giant, golden, open ballroom, perfectly set white tables taking up a decent amount of room. Other tables line the walls, all covered in food (all with various coverings on it so it doesn't get too cold). Come in, take a seat wherever you like. Dinner starts soon.

The room is quiet, save the chatter of people finding seats. Three people stand in the center of the room with various kinds of musical nstruments—L, in the center, (@rudolphsboyfriend my beloved) Blue to their side and Semi Eita on their other. All three are smiling, however L is the most, seeing everyone make their entrances.

Once everyone is seated, he explains: one of his biggest passions is music and he has two incredibly talented friends that agreed to play with him for the first part of the night, then dinner, then the rest of the party as everyone pleases.

They make a speech about how appreciative they are for everyone (see above for that) and the three of them play their set. Music kicks on, they announce dinner is open, and the rest of the night is yours for the choosing.

Do enjoy and tell me how spend your time!

Event Content!

playlist for the night

✧ drabbles ✧

@merciemer - dancing with matsukawa issei @kage7ama - people watching with diluc ragnvindr @animated-moon - eating dessert with tendou satori @rqkuya - xiao (yours didn't get a name but i swear its for good reason) @terushimatwinn - balcony conversations with miya atsumu @kodzukoi - car conversations with langa hasegawa

✧ matchups ✧

for @emswordss ✧✧✧ for @keijinn ✧✧✧ for anon ✧✧✧ for @duckymcdoorknob ✧✧✧ for @possiblypoe ✧✧✧ for @rudolphsboyfriend ✧✧✧ for 🌱 anon ✧✧✧

✧ other additions ✧

my evening with kaoru sakurayashiki

If you didn't get a chance to participate and want to (or you did, and want to add onto what I came up with), please do! Send it in as a submission or inbox message, or just tag me in a post you make! I'd love to add it to the main post!

Only rule about this is you cannot double characters. There are a few taken already, but if you would like to participate, please choose someone else that hasn't been listed in one of the drabbles/matchups to save everyone the confusion.

Thank you all so much again. I could not have done this all without you and I appreciate everyone that follows and interacts with me more than you all know. I hope to do something like this next year around this time if life permits. Other than that, get a drink, some dancing in, talk to new people—the night is yours! Enjoy the party.

[adorerdraco]

Distractions and O.W.L.S ✧ Draco x Reader

Summary: You start neglecting yourself and Draco when you begin stressing for O.W.L.S. The studying finally took its toll on you that landed you in the hospital wing but Draco helps you end the night on a good note. 

Warnings and Perks: being stressed, over studying, fainting ! and corniness

Words: 2K (sorry for any mistakes its 3 AM !!!!!)

A/N: omg i am currently working on some requests and on Healing Heart 4, but i’ve had this scenario stuck in my head all night bc i was listening to a slowed down version of stuff we did from UP and so i thought id share it with everyone since i havent posted in like 2 days <3 do not own gif but pretend that you and Dracoooo <3

It was the beginning of June, weeks away from O.W.L.S, which meant weeks away from another ending of a school year at Hogwarts. What bothered you the most wasn’t the fact that you had homework piled up to the ceilings, or that Snape has been snapping at you all week and took away 5 house points from you, or that you were drowning in a sea of textbooks and notes that you kept studying for your upcoming exams; it was the fact that you had barely seen Draco in nearly two weeks. You were so busy with schoolwork and focused on getting outstanding marks, you hadn’t even realized you were neglecting your own boyfriend. 

Of course, the two of you would find each other in the Great Hall during breakfast and you’d give him a quick hello and goodbye kiss faster than he could even register what was happening and by the time he did, you were already out the door and rushing towards your first class. At this point, you were acting like the white rabbit from Alice in Wonderland, always frantic and in a rush. Your hair was wild and untamed, you had dark bags under your eyes from the all-nighters you were pulling, your robes and clothes underneath were in disarray and wrinkled.

To make it worse, you never let Draco study with you. He constantly asked and you always gave him the same answer.

“If I study with you, I’ll never get anything done.”

Which was true. He was very distracting with his quiet jokes in the library, or when he would look up at you with his sparkling gray eyes when you would try to ask him a question that just flew from your mind at the sight, or smile at you with a wide toothy grin that lit up the room when you got sidetracked and talked to him, or the way he rested his hand on your thigh when he would sit beside you while you quietly read or wrote but the only thing you could focus on was his fiery touch. Really, it wasn’t him who would distract you; it was you who distracted yourself with him. And that was evident when you tried to remember everything you’ve learned in the past school term and came up blank because for some reason your brain only retained information and memories that contained Draco throughout the past year. 

So you figured a little time away from him wouldn’t hurt. Because if you didn’t pass these O.W.L.S, you felt like everyone would be disappointed in you, especially yourself. So you locked yourself away in your dorm and crammed and jam-packed your brain with information until you eventually passed out hunched over a book with drool blurring the ink on your pages. You avoided the library for studying, knowing Draco would go looking for you or Madam Pince would distract you halfway through your note taking to kick you out for the night.

Mornings always came the same, you waking up randomly over your desk a few minutes before breakfast and changing into a new pair of robes as quickly as you could while trying your best to smooth your hair down with your hands. This morning was different, however. You woke up to one of your roommates shaking you violently while she spoke your name loudly above you, but it sounded distant. You shot up in a hot flash, wiping your mouth of any saliva and groaning when you started to feel the pounding in your head that seemed to shake up your whole brain. “Thank Merlin, you’re awake!” Your roommate exclaimed in relief. “You looked dead, honestly. But class is starting in twenty and you’ve missed breakfast.”

“Twenty?” you frown, letting your swelling head fall into your hands. “I don’t want to deal with Snape right now, I feel awful.”

“I’m going to try to say this as nice as possible,” she sighs, placing a hand on your shoulder, “but it shows.”

“Thanks,” you scowl. You try to get up from your chair but gasp in pain as your muscles cramp at the movement like a rickety old man. 

“Maybe you should go to Madam Pomfrey,” she suggests, trying to help you up but you shoo her. 

“No, I’m fine,” you rush to interject. “I will not be missing Potions, no.”

She gave you a shrug, backing away in defeat as she let you rush to change into new robes and attempt to brush down the matted mess that’s supposed to be your hair but gave up halfway through and threw it into an updo. The headache was not a good combination with the scalp pain from combing out knots. Your roommate waited for you with pitied eyes, following closely behind you as you hurried out of the room and towards the exit. 

You sped walked out with her but didn’t see the mop of platinum blond that was waiting for you outside the entrance of the common room. You had zero awareness of his presence until his hand had reached out to hold onto your wrist, stopping your near sprint towards the class. Your roommate stopped too, eyeing the two of you and the look on the Slytherin’s face before she continued walking. 

“What? Draco, let go,” you move away from him and he quickly drops your arm. “I’m going to be late.”

You began to walk away from him, but he stepped in front of you, stopping you again.

“Why weren’t you at breakfast?”

“I overslept,” you answered gruffly. “Now, move! If I’m late, Snape will have my head on a stick.”

“Y/N, you need to slow down,” he frowns, “all this studying and rushing around everywhere is going to land you in the hospital wing. You look sick already, I’m worried.”

“I’m not sick!” You huff, throwing your head back in irritation. “If you really cared about me, you’d let me go to class instead of insulting me.”

“I’m not insulting you. Am I so terrible to tell you that you look like you’re about to pass out any second?”

“Yes, you are terrible,” you sneer, the pounding in your head was getting stronger each passing second. “Instead of-”

Your train of thought was violently stopped in its angry tracks, you stumble back and begin blinking hard at the spots that quickly started to dot your vision. Your hand instinctively reached out towards Draco, which he grabbed and hurriedly darted forward towards you, gripping onto you before you could meet the ground, your vision going black and your consciousness out the door.

Draco felt himself begin to panic. He promptly began to feel guilty, feeling like it was his fault that you even fainted in the first place because of the argument he had accidentally started.

He gathered you up in his arms, one arm sliding under your knees and the other under your neck as he swiftly picked you up and began his frantic journey towards the hospital wing.

When he got you to Madam Pomfrey, she instructed him to set you down on one of the beds and kicked him out of the room while she started her treatment. His heart was beating so fast, he wanted nothing more than to stay by your side so he halfheartedly threatened her with his father and she ended up letting him stay with a deep sigh while he stood idly by your bed. When Madam Pomfrey was done, she left the two of you alone. Draco wasted no time in sitting at the foot of your bed, his hand finding its way into your cold one that laid limply beside you. He watched your sleeping figure with a relief as he noticed that whatever Pomfrey gave you had speedily began to affect you. Your skin no longer looked ghastly and dull, but healthy again and tinged with pink. The dark circles underneath your eyes had faded just a little bit, leaving only slight bags as you finally slept. 

He waited maybe 12 hours for you to wake up. After missing his first class, he had decided to go to the rest of his classes as Madam Pomfrey swore to him up and down that you would not wake up any earlier. He begrudgingly obliged and skipped all his meals instead to spend his short free time with you. When his final class ended, he almost ran back to the hospital wing. He occupied the rest of his time with a book he had found thrown somewhere around the room. The book was long forgotten the second he felt your hand twitch and your body begin to stir, your tired e/c’s looking around the room in confusion before landing on him. He scooted himself closer to you, brushing a loose strand of hair out of your face as he looked at you with pure concern. It was the same look he had when he confronted you earlier and with that one look, you were able to recall everything that had happened before your collapse.

“I’m sorry I said you’re terrible,” you croak out sadly, your hand wrapping around his wrist and squeezing it gently.

“I’m sorry I made you faint,” he says. “How are you feeling?”

“That was my own fault,” you chortle, “but I feel really good. I know I fainted and all, but I feel much better with whatever Madam Pomfrey gave me.”

“I can tell,” he smiles, moving himself a little back as you sat up with a newfound strength. “She said you can leave when you wake up.”

“Good, now help me out of this bed.”

Draco took your hand and you hopped out of bed excitedly, turning towards him and giving him a tight hug that he returned twice as hard.

“If you’re not too tired, can I show you something?” He asks from above you, his arms still wrapped strongly around you.

“Yes, please,” you answer with a nod against his chest.

Draco steps away from you before taking your hand and walking the two of you out of the hospital wing and towards the stairs that led to the astronomy tower. When you reached the top, huffing, and puffing, he asked you again if you were okay to which you answered with an eager nod.

"Tonight is a blood moon,” he smiles, pointing up towards the very large orange and reddish moon in the starry night sky. It shone brightly but still gave off little light in its wake, the astronomy tower was almost dark, but you still managed to see the blond perfectly, he was watching you with a happy and loving glint in his eyes that you were able to notice. “I was planning on asking you to see it with me tonight, but we kind of ended up elsewhere.”

You threw yourself into his arms, your face buried deep in his robes and the heat radiating off his chest warmed you up in the comfiest way.

“You’re the best, Dray,” you mumble into the cloth of his robes, the clothing vibrating underneath you as he chuckled. You pulled away and gazed up at him, smiling when he placed a kiss on your forehead.

The two of you unknowingly began to sway back in forth in each other’s arms, his hands resting on your lower back while yours were looped loosely around the back of his neck.

“You scared me today,” he begins quietly, “and every day since you’ve started your studying.”

“I know,” you frown, “I’m sorry.”

“Promise me you’ll stop overworking yourself,” he says softly. “I know you’re scared you’ll fail, but I promise you won’t. You’re one of the smartest people I know and I know you’ll get outstanding marks on everything.”

“You think so?” you ask hopefully, your eyes trained on the burnt orange moon as you took in his words.

“I know so.”

A few more minutes of silence pass by, your head now leaning against his chest as the two of you still danced silently. And as if he read your mind, Draco began humming a soft and off-pitch rendition of Claire de Lune. You would laugh every time he forgot a note and would go silent for a moment before backtracking and humming it correctly.

You don’t know how long the two of you stayed up there dancing slowly in each other’s arms with Draco trying his best to hum the top classics of the classical’s, his lips finding yours every now and then to kiss you longingly and tenderly, but one thing was for sure; it was bliss. 

Maybe distracting yourself with Draco wasn’t such a bad thing.

[kaz11283]

Yeah. Im currently working on ch 2 of Fire and Ice right now but I just had to get this down and out. It seems as iff my creatvie jucies are flowing in a diffrent direction tonight since I cant sleep a wink I figured I would bless you guys with a little drabble.

Loki Masterlist

After a Mission

The team had been called into the confrence room after the mission for a little debreifing, it was actually just for Tony to chew you and Loki a new ass but what was new? You normally didn't get irritated at him for this, it was just his way of cooping with everything that had happened in the last 48 hours.

Besides the lack of food and sleep the whole team was on edge. You had taken a few cracked ribs and was pretty sure that you had sprang your ankle, Nat had a cut along her cheek and a bullet graze on her side, Thor was nursing a busted lip and limping a little, and Loki had used so much of his magic it was a wonder he wasnt slumped over the table passed out.

No one had made it out unscathed, but the four of you had probably gotten the worst of it.

"This was dumb on your guys part! Y/n what were you thinking going back in there!?" Tony yelled catching you off guard and causing you to flinch ever so slightly. No one else had caught it but Loki who was sitting next to you.

"I was thinking that there was another KID in that building that needed to be saved!"

"You put your group in danger!"

"My group is fully capable of making their own decisions on whether or not to follow me into a building thats about to blow! Don't start your over protective bullshit now."

"He is only being protective of the three of you, darling, he could care less about what happens to me." Loki mumbled beside you.

"What was that Rudolph? Say it louder for the rest of the class." The rest of the team was trying their hardest not to notice what was going on. Steve was slumpped back in his chair massaging between his eyes, Bucky was trying to stare you down with a look that said not tonight, and Clint had his head proped on his crossed arms and sighed deeply.

"I said that you could care less about what was to happen to me to pompous, egotistical asshole. You had any idea what she sacrificed for you or your team you wouldn't be standing here jumping down her throat for actually accomplishing something that you failed to take notice of." Loki said standing up. You grabbed onto his wrist, not trying to stop him from doing anything, just to try to calm him some. He had used to much energy tonight he was going to pass out eventually, you didn't want that to be here.

"Your right I could care less about what happens to you. Your only here because of your brother. All you do is destract everyone around you. Your no good for anyone, much less this team." By the end you and Thor were both standing up yelling at Tony, Steve and Bucky was trying to calm the situation, Nat was yelling for everyone to just shut up, and Clint, you was pretty sure, had fallen asleep.

"Thats IT, I've had enough of this bullshit. I'm leaving-" you started out the door but Tony grabbed onto your arm.

"We're not done. We'll finish this tomorrow after we've had some sleep."

"No Tony I'm leaving the compound and going back to my apartment. I can't take your suffocation any more, the way you put down Loki, degrade him. Hes worked his ass off trying to get into yours and everyone else's good graces and its obviously not working. You all still stare at him when he walks into a room waiting for the other foot to drop, waiting for him to try and take over the world again. I wasn't a part of you when he tried to take over New York but you fail to remember that was a nation wide thing and everyone seen what happened that day. Let's not forget that the Avengers also helped destroy New York. I dont understand why if I can look over that and see that hes trying to change why you all can't. Even Clint, who he brainwashed, is warming up to Loki. Like I said Tony, I'm through with the bullshit. If you ever change your mind send Cap to come for me." You finished yanking your arm out of his grasp and storming off. Loki close behind.

"Your leaving me?" You stopped in your tracks and walked back to him. You had never seen such pain in his eyes before now. You placed your hand on his cheek and leaned up to kiss him.

"No, God no Loki. I never said you couldn't come with me." You smiled up at him and took his hand leading you both back to your room so that you could pack both Loki and your things before leaving the compound.

~~~

ANNOUNCEMENT:

This was just one of those spure of the moments, had to get off my chest, couldnt go to bed without putting this out there type deals. All mistakes are mine. It was kinda made in a rush but I felt like I needed to give yall something since I havent posted in a little while. Like I said I am working on Ch 2 of Fire and Ice and I am really excited about it and my drabbles. It gives me something to look forward to and helps me escape the world. Thank you all so much for your support!!!

[shhhhyoursister]

okay im gonna post this right before i go to bed because i havent posted new stuff in a while and its like AHH but okay so here is the first of the unfinshied/unedited things ive written, and the first of the two lets say..... niche aus i have.....very niche and very exposing of how much of a loser i am!! 

i mentioned this one a few times and before everything got bad in the world i had so many ideas but here yall go here is my beloved davenzi pokemon au i hope all you other losers enjoy

(also please excuse all the brackets i write things out of order but always need to make notes of what happens in between)

Matteo pushed the door open, still rubbing the sleep out of his eyes, and let out a loud yawn as he stretched an arm over his head. He raised the glass of Pinap juice to his mouth and took a sip, smiling around the rim as he looked out at the large meadow behind his house.

The berry trees were growing tall around the perimeter of the fence, patches of grass at various lengths sprouting out of the ground. The large pond off to the side had its own waterfall, a feature his mother was extremely proud of, and he could admit that it added a little something special to the space

It wasn’t much, but they  did what they could with what they had. It was enough for the Pokémon they cared for, at least. 

At that thought, he felt something tugging at his pants, and he glanced down and smiled at the Vulpix at his feet. Its teeth were caught in the fabric but he reached down to pat it on the head anyway, knowing that was just its way of greeting him. It let go and stood next to him, like it was expecting something.

“What do you want?” he asked, poking it lightly in the side with his foot, and laughed when it rolled onto its back and latched onto it with its paw, and tried to secure its hold with the leg that was missing one. Matteo got it off easy and it sprung back up, ready to play.

He rolled his eyes, and walked further out into the meadow, the Vulpix trotting along happily beside him. There were a few Pokémon that he needed to check on before breakfast for himself or the rest of the Pokémon roaming around the property, and he wanted to get it done fast because the Tauros with the bandage over its eye was snorting at him from over in its usual corner. He quickened his pace.

He was looking for the Luvdisc that his mother had found a few days before, alone and hungry in shallow water, and his eyes scanned over the mostly clear water, trying to catch any sign of the pink water-type swimming around. He saw it just as it darted around a Buizel and behind a rock, seeming to be in much better shape than the day before. He was about to turn and head to the small shed in the back where they kept some of the Pokémon in more serious condition, but he looked up when he heard the door slide open, and his mom call his name.

“Matteo, Jonas is here to say bye!” She yelled out, and he turned and started making his way back.

“I didn’t get to look at the Pachirisu yet.” He said, jogging up to her. She was smiling softly at him, her long brown hair pulled back in a bandana. She was holding a bowl in her arms, no doubt the breakfast she had been making for the Pokémon when he had come downstairs that morning

“Don’t worry about that, go see your friend, and wish him luck!” she said, walking out the back door, “He’s going to battle his next gym leader!” 

“Yeah, yeah,” Matteo muttered as he walked past her, setting his glass down as he went. 

He found Jonas by the front door, six Pokéballs attached to his waist, and a large bag on his back. He had his Jigglypuff out of its ball by his side, and it started bouncing when Matteo got closer.

“Hey, Luigi!” Jonas exclaimed, pulling him in for a hug, and Matteo squeezed his arms around his backpack. The hug was bittersweet, and he almost didn’t want to let go. He didn’t have many friends in his little town, and his responsibilities at the Pokémon Sanctuary made it difficult to go too far.

“You feeling ready?” Matteo asked, knowing what Jonas was going to say. He had always been confident, and was getting through the gyms at a rapid pace.

“Of course, bro,” he said, grinning and punching Matteo in the arm, “I feel ready to battle anyone after beating that ghost-type gym leader. That was rough, it took me four fucking tries!”

Matteo nodded as Jonas went off. Matteo had heard the stories many times, not just from Jonas, but similar ones from other trainers in his town; the gym leader that happened to be the closest to them also happened to be one of the toughest. His Pokémon were strong, he was strong, but most importantly his connection to each of them was strong. He was admired, envied, and heavily respected.

Nobody knew anything about him, though.

The gym was off deep in the woods, off of one of the random routes running through their town. It was not only hard to find, but hard to navigate, as once one entered it was quite clear that the house was designed to keep people out. There were traps and dead ends and looping hallways that all just led back to the beginning, and Jonas said it took him hours to even find the staircase that led to the gym leader.

“I should be heading off if I want to get to the city before it’s dark,” Jonas said, and extended his arms for another hug. Matteo squeezed him again, and said his own goodbye before Jonas ruffled his hair and went out the door, the Jigglypuff following close behind. Matteo let out a sigh, and walked back through his house. 

“Matteo, can you come here a second?” he heard his mother call from the kitchen, and he sighed again and poked his head into the room.

“Yeah, mama?” He asked, itching to get back outside. He had been making progress with the skittish Ponyta that hid whenever anyone else came near it, and he had been wanting to see if it would eat out of his hand that morning.

“You seem sad,” she said, and he stopped himself from rolling his eyes and walked further into the kitchen as she continued, “you’re not usually sad when Jonas or your other friends go off to battle.”

“Yeah, well, I’m going to miss him,” he said, knowing that wasn’t all, “last time he left he didn’t come back for a month. And I haven’t seen Abdi or Carlos in longer than that, and I don’t even know where Amira is right now.”

His mother nodded. She had heard him say that before, note that as the reason he was upset anytime the idea of gyms or badges or battling was brought up. She walked over to him and put a hand on his cheek, and smiled gently.

“You know, if you want to take a break from this and train,  you can.”

Matteo closed his eyes. It was something she had offered before, and he knew that there was almost no way he would be willing to take her up on it. The sanctuary was too important to him, no matter how much he might’ve wanted a party of his own. He didn’t need his own Pokémon when there were dozens that needed him right at home.

“I’m not going to stop helping you here, mama,” Matteo responded as usual, “this is more important than winning a few gym badges.”

“You wouldn’t even have to stop if you don’t want to,” she said, patting him on the cheek and moving back over to the stove where she was cooking their breakfast, “if you want to do both, find some Pokémon from the sanctuary. I’m sure some of them would be more than happy to battle with you.”

Matteo laughed sarcastically, and then actually thought about what his mother said, and his mouth drew into a line. He didn’t know if he wanted to put that burden on any of the Pokémon that they were caring for, even though he knew in the back of his head that some would be willing and able. He thought about that little Vulpix that would follow behind him and nip at his heels, and the Butterfree that would always swoop over his head and chirp happily at him, and even the Tauros with the eyepatch liked him as long as he was fed.

“I don’t know,” he settled on, and then turned to the door, “I’m going to check on the rest.”

****

Later that night, Matteo was sitting out on the roof outside of his room, after climbing through the window. It looked out over the entire sanctuary, but it was too dark for him to see much. He could see some small ripples in the water in the pond, but beyond that the only thing he could make out were sounds. He could hear something, probably a Rattata or Sandshrew, scratching and digging around the grass, and the melodic chirps of a Kricketot. He heard the same Noctowl as before cooing quietly in one of the trees, and he closed his eyes as a breeze blew by.

They were the sounds he had grown up with. Matteo was raised out in the sanctuary more than he was inside his own home. His mother and father had opened it soon after getting married, had built it into something highly respected in their community. They had a large staff working with them and they would get multiple calls each day from people finding injured Pokémon out in the wild.

There were photo albums full of him as an infant being stared at by a confused Pikachu, being (very carefully) held by a Kangaskhan, laughing as a Ledyba flew overhead. Once he was old enough he started working alongside his parents, and everyone in town loved the Florenzi’s, the couple that would save wild Pokémon with their wild son by their side. 

When Matteo was around twelve, things went a little sour. His dad started talking more about battling, and gyms, and how cool it would be to go out and see the world beyond their small town. He tried to convince Matteo that they could go off and battle together, father and son, and when Matteo refused, his father had gone quiet. A few days later, he came down for breakfast to his mother crying, his father’s stuff gone, and six of the Pokémon from the sanctuary missing as well.

He took a deep pull from the joint in his mouth, remembering the fierce promise he had made to himself that morning; he would never, ever, leave his mother like his father did. Battling and gym badges weren’t worth it.

But there was something in the back of Matteo’s head that was starting to get louder as he sat there. Something saying that just going to one gym wouldn’t be the same; he could work at the sanctuary during the day, train with (willing) Pokémon at night, and in a few weeks make the short trip to the ghost-type gym. He wasn’t expecting that he’d win, no matter what gym he went to, but the desire for something more was unfortunately undeniable. Matteo hated what his father did, but could understand the urge to run away. 

He stubbed the joint out and took one more look at the sanctuary before going back inside and getting ready for bed. As he climbed under the covers, he realized he made up his mind. His first task for the morning, alongside his usual morning chores, was to see which Pokémon wanted to, and were able to, battle. 

****

[Matteo makes a party and its kind of a mishmash of misfits but it’s the best he can do because he doesn't want to go out and catch wild Pokémon especially when he has some that want to battle with him]

[He spends a few weeks training and it's really tough and they aren’t amazing but they're better than he expected, and he doesn't really get why they love him and listen to him the way they do]

[One day he decided that he's ready and he promises his mom that he's gonna be back that night and he goes off to find the ghost type gym]

[He finds the gym and it looks completely abandoned and he has to climb over a gate to get in but he does it and then he has to walk through this super creepy dark place and he's having a rough time and he's getting more and more scared and worried that he's in the wrong place and that what he's doing is a bad idea and that he should just turn around when-]

And then finally, a staircase.

Matteo saw it at the end of the hall and sighed in relief. He was exhausted, glad that his Pokémon were in their Pokéballs so they weren’t as tired as him. He wiped the sweat off of his brow, and then tied his bandana around his head to keep his hair out of his face as he walked towards the stairs. He placed his foot on the first one and winced at the loud creak that came from it. He walked up the stairs carefully, seeing a door as he got closer to the top.

He finally reached the top of the stairway, and his shoulders dropped when he saw the door. There was a board across it, blocking it off, and Matteo felt anger start to bubble up inside him. He had spent hours trying to find the fucking place, had banked on Jonas mentioning a staircase, and had gotten so hopeful when he saw it. He huffed and, like a child, kicked hard at the door. His jaw dropped when it swung open.

He carefully made his way inside, his eyes scanning around the large room, too dark for him to make anything out. There seemed to be a fog making it even harder to see, and he waved his arm in front of him to see if he could clear it away. He took a few steps, and then a few more, and was about to take another when he heard a quiet, “I’d stop there if I were you.”

Matteo’s head snapped up and he froze, unable to tell where the sudden voice came from. He could feel his breathing pick up, and he could even hear it in the silence that followed the voice, and was about to turn and bolt when he heard, also quiet but with a bit of a laugh under it, “I didn’t mean to scare you, I just didn’t want you to fall in.”

Matteo whipped his head around, trying to figure out what he was about to fall in, when it seemed like the fog seemed to thin. He looked around the room as details became clearer, the blueish-green tiles on the walls and the white, chipped paint, and he looked down at his feet and stumbled back a few steps; he was standing right at the edge of what seemed to be a huge, empty, swimming pool.

Well, almost empty. As the fog cleared, Matteo could make out a figure on the other side, who seemed to be sitting on the edge, their feet dangling into the empty space below. He watched the figure kick off the edge and land with a quiet sound a few feet below in the pool itself, and then they started coming closer.

Matteo felt himself get nervous. Not scared, like he had been initially getting to the building, and wandering around in the dark, and when he had first come into the room and seen the fog. He was nervous, because there was no way that this person wasn’t the gym leader, which meant that he was about to battle a gym leader. 

“Are you going to come down here?” The voice asked again, definitely coming from the approaching gym leader. 

Matteo took a breath before looking around and spotting a ladder that led down into the pool. He made his way over on shaky legs and got himself down as carefully as he could, landing hard on his feet and stumbling a little. He righted himself just as he heard the gym leader stop, and he took another deep breath before looking up.

And he huffed out that breath, because the man standing in front of him had to be a dream, or maybe there was a Pokémon there that had some kind of power that was making him hallucinate, because there was no other explanation for how he was so beautiful. And Matteo knew that he shouldn’t have been focusing on that, but he was only human, and he was very, very gay.

“You’re quiet,” the gym leader said, crossing his arms over his chest and smiling, “you are here to battle, right?”

“Yes, I am,” Matteo said quickly, grabbing a hand around one of the Pokéballs around his waist, “my first one.”

He wanted to slap a hand over his face for saying that. He didn’t think that was good information to tell the person that he was about to battle if he wanted to seem confident, not that that wasn’t already out the window with his obvious panic. He watched the gym leader smile bright, and he wished it didn’t make his stomach jolt the way it did.

“Aw, you chose me to be your first?” he asked, placing a hand over his heart, “I’m honored.”

Matteo smiled. He was funny at least, even if he was going to beat Matteo and his Pokémon within six rounds probably. 

“Mostly just out of convenience, this is the gym closest to me.” he explained, not really knowing how much he was supposed to be talking. He had no idea what he was doing, at all, but the gym leader didn’t seem to be rushing anything along.

“That makes sense, I’m not usually the first gym people come to. I don’t know why that is, though,” he stepped back and threw his arms out, “I try to make it nice, you know?”

Matteo snorted, “Yeah, that fence you have to hop to get in is really welcoming, and the board across the door really makes me feel at home.”

The gym leader laughed, and Matteo let himself laugh with him, losing a bit of the nerves he had coming in.

“Well, I’m glad you like it,” he said, and then grabbed a Pokéball seemingly out of thin air, threw it up and then as he caught it turned to Matteo and asked, “so, are you ready for your first battle? I’ll go easy on you.”

He said it was a slightly patronizing grin, so Matteo grabbed his own Pokéball in his hand, tilted his head with a sweet smile and said, “Don’t worry, you don’t have to.”

David looked happily surprised and nodded, and before Matteo could react he threw the Pokéball into the air, and a Mimikyu landed on the ground in front of him. Matteo looked at it in shock.

“You have a Mimikyu?” he asked, wanting to get closer to look. The Pokémon was looking at him, or at least the disguise part was, gently flopping around on top of the Pokémon it was concealing inside.

“Yeah, it was one of my first,” the gym leader said with a small smile, and then shook himself out of it and grinned cocikly, “which means it’s one of my strongest.”

Matteo nodded, and threw his own Pokéball into the air, Vulpix springing onto the ground in front of him. It looked ready, stanced and nose pointed at the Mimikyu in front of it. The battle started when the gym leader called out his first move.

And Matteo lost. Badly, and quickly, and if he wasn’t so worried about getting home so he could tend to his Pokémon he would've been more embarrassed. He dropped to his knees next to his Sandshrew as it trembled on the ground from the last attack laid on it by the gym leader’s second Pokémon.

“That was pretty good for a first try,” he heard echo through the room, and he looked up and pushed his sweaty hair out of his eyes.

“It wasn’t good. I wasn’t meant to be a trainer, and these Pokémon weren’t meant to battle. I should just give up.” He sighed, and held the Pokéball out so the Sandshrew could return to it and rest. He got up and dusted himself off, and saw the gym leader standing much closer than he had been.

“It’s not that you weren’t good, you just weren’t ready. You have a connection to these guys. I can see it.” the gym leader said earnestly, reaching his hand out. 

“That doesn’t mean they should be battling,” he sighed, “they’re all from the sanctuary me and my mom have. I shouldn’t have made them do this.”

“You weren’t making them do anything,” the gym leader said quickly, “seriously, you can tell they’re enjoying it because they’re doing it with you. I’ve been a gym leader for a while, you should trust me on this. I know Pokémon.”

“Well, so do I,” Matteo said with an angry huff, making his mind up again, “and I’m done battling.”

He turned, ignoring the disappointed look on the face of the gym leader, and climbed up the ladder before hurrying home.

****

[Matteo really doesnt think hes gonna go back but the pokemon were having fun and he kinda wants to see david again so he starts training again, gets a bit stronger and goes back]

He found it easier the second time, and made his way through it easier the second time too, as if he actually remembered the way through the crazy maze inside. When he got to the top of the stairs and saw the boarded up door again he snorted, and took a deep breath before pushing his way into the room again.

He was greeted by the same thick fog, the same tiles around the walls, the same chipping paint, but he knew to not take too many steps in. He figured the gym leader knew he came in, as the fog started clearing again once he was in the room, and he saw the same figure seated in the same spot on the edge of the pool.

“Oh, the boy from the Pokémon sanctuary!” the gym leader called out as he jumped down onto the pool tiles, “I’ve been expecting you.”

Matteo laughed and said, “I didn’t think I was coming back, how could you have been expecting me?”

“I could see it in your eyes,” the gym leader took a few steps closer, “you want to win. Or you want to prove something. No matter what it is, you have a reason to be here.”

Matteo smiled before making his way down the ladder and into the pool. His feet hit the tiles and he turned around so he could the gym leader, who he was getting very tired of only referring to as ‘the gym leader’.

“What’s your name?” he asked quickly, before he could think better of it, “Like, I know your whole thing is being mysterious but I have a feeling I’m going to be coming back here again.”

“Oh, so we’re already on a first name basis?” the gym leader asked, spinning around and a few steps towards the wall he had been sitting on, and he leaned his back against it, smiling.

“I just figured it’ll save us time later. Easier to do it now than in a month when it’ll be awkward.” He shrugged, offering a half smile. He tried to play it off as a joke, but he wanted to know.

He watched the gym leader smile, and then bite his lip and look down at the floor. He tapped his foot on the ground a few times before kicking off the wall and saying, “Okay, then. I’m David.”

Matteo smiled, nodded, quietly responded, “I’m Matteo,” and took a Pokéball off of his belt. 

[for-ests]

Always Enough- Peter Parker x Reader

Okay so this imagine was an anon request that I had previously posted, but I accidentally deleted. I didn't mean to, so here’s a re-upload. Happy finals & sorry my dumbass clicked the wrong button on tumblr mobile because im stupid

Summary (bc the request deleted w/ the post): The reader realizes she had been neglecting Peter because she was stressed over school. Peter thinks there might be another reason because she has become distant. Confrontation and angst follows!

Word count: 2, 360

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Finals were a killer, especially for a nursing major like yourself. The stress of it all made you want to curl up into a ball and cry. Cry for hours until you couldn't cry no more. 

But that wasn't an option. What you dreamed of becoming, something simple, yet incredibly difficult, was growing out of reach. Your hours of studying had led you nowhere, only to barely tangible grades. Grades that were barely above average. You were disappointed, discouraged, and running out of options.

What else would you do with your life? Becoming a nurse was the only thing you had ever wanted to be, it was all you knew. Ever since aliens rained in the sky, your only motive was to help the ones who couldn't help themselves. But how could you ever hope to do that when you couldn't pass biochem?

What didn't help your anxious mind was the house you had to stress over, and your minimum wage restaurant job that didn't add to your required expertise. Tears welled in your eyes as you remembered you had to lay a payment down on your ever-increasing student loans. Maybe college wasn't for you. Perhaps it was never meant to be. Your summer money was running out and fast.

Just breathe. You repeated. I don't have time to cry.

You could cry after you studied. And right now, you had barely glanced at your flashcards for more than ten minutes. It seemed like you were paralyzed, sitting in bed with your flashcards scattered around you, all of them laid out and waiting for involvement.

Just as you were about to pick up the first card, your phone buzzed beside you. Instinctively, you glanced at it, your heart dropping when you saw Peter's name flash across the screen.

Date. You had a date night, and you forgot.

"Fuck!" You cursed out loud, the tears you had tried so hard to control seeming to burst over your eyelids. How could you forget?

Peter: I'll be there in 15 minutes :D

You replied immediately, glancing at yourself in the phone's reflection. You looked terrible and distraught beyond compare.

Y/N: Peter…im so sorry I forgot, i'm not ready

Peter: oh

Y/N: i have a huge exam soon, maybe its for the best that we rain check? i'm sorry I know ive done this before but im really stressed about it

Peter: we havent talked for days, y/n, i think theres more going on than what youre telling me

Y/N: what? of course not wtf

Peter: im coming over anyways, ill be there soon

Y/N: why?

Peter: we have to talk.

Your heart dropped down to your stomach. Those words were what you had been dreading, and all focus you had managed to gather vanished into thin air. You knew you had been neglecting Peter's affections. Even if every fiber in your being wanted to make him the single most important thing in your life.

It had been almost a week since you'd seen him, and honestly, it was painful in the most innocent way.

But Peter didn't have to worry like you did. He was gifted and already had his entire life ahead of him, set in the middle of Stark industries. But you never asked for a handout, you never asked for help. Even though you knew he was the smartest young man around. You were proud to be his, and the thought of that disappearing was more detrimental to you that failing your upcoming exam.

Y/N: ok, front door is open

Tears were rolling down your cheeks at this point. You had been with Peter for over a year and had gone without seeing him for longer, but he was right. This time was different. This was the third date you had canceled without wanting to, but sometimes apologizing wasn't enough. Peter deserved a lengthy explanation of what you were really going through.

You were so used to holding back your emotions, that times like this were an occasional reoccurrence. You had always been so afraid of unloading your burdens onto others that you still sometimes forgot that having a boyfriend came with that perk. He was still going to love and cherish you if you asked for help and advice. Hell, you needed to realize that he wanted to.

That was a factor of why you were so in love with Peter. He always listened, and sometimes, even push the truth out of you when he could tell you needed it.

"You're already crying, huh." A sad smile was on Peter's face as he opened the door. His sudden appearance startled you, and you managed to chuckle despite the circumstances.

"You know me." You sniffled, immediately embarrassed by the state he had caught you in. Instinctively, you brushed your hair to the side and dabbed the tears from under your eyes. You could feel the remnants of Make-up drying to your skin.

"I didn't mean to ruin your study-"

"But we need to talk." You finished, shoving your school supplies to the edge of the bed. You made enough room, so he was able to sit comfortably.

Slightly embarrassed, you kept your gaze averted as best as you could. Just Peter's presence made your heart flutter, and a part of you was trying to prepare for the worst. You might really lose him this time. And for what? Yes, school was incredibly important, so, so important. But so was Peter, and you needed to find a balance.

Your silence was enough to beckon Peter's thoughts into the open.

"I just need to make sure you're still serious… about us." His voice was soft as if it was struggling to stay neutral.

Finally, gaining the courage to look at him, you locked eyes. Peter's gaze was heavy and forthcoming, and it took all of your willpower to swallow the knot in your throat.

"Of course, I am." The conviction was entirely evident in your tone. So much so, that Peter fell silent. His accusations seemed to die in his throat, but he knew that if he didn't get them out now, they would creep back to him later.

"It's hard to tell sometimes," Peter muttered, unable to gaze at your confused expression. You looked so hurt.

Your silence beckoned him to continue.

"I haven't properly talked with you in a week. You've canceled our last three dates… it seems like you never want to hang out with me anymore."

Peter winced. He was a grown man, and he sounded like a child. Yet, he had let so many things slide, hoping you would come around, hoping you would make it up to him. Perhaps he had been selfish to only think of himself in the relationship. He failed to realize that maybe in attempts to please him, you were putting your own future on the line. 

"I know you're going through a lot, but you can't even seem to talk about it." Peter's shoulders felt tense, his eyebrows knitting together in an agitated expression. His leg was bouncing up and down uncontrollably. He looked like he was about to burst.

"I'm sorry." You said, trying to swallow the knot in your throat. Pausing, you tried to gather your thoughts into cohesive sentences that would soothe his anxious mind.

"There's nobody else, right?" He suddenly blurted, actually turning his head to look at you. Insecurity was glazed in his eyes for the first time.

"Why would you even think that?" You said, startled. The question felt as if he had shoved your head underwater and held it there just long enough for you to choke on the liquid.

His expression was blank for the first time. Vulnerability at its finest. "My life isn't perfect, you know. I overthink just like you. I need reassurance."

Peter was so calm, so calm that it worried you. Though you were already afraid of how this conversation would go, it hurt you to realize that this conversation was the result of your actions. You failed to make Peter feel special like you had promised. Like he had promised you. Relationships go both ways, and for the last couple of weeks, it had only gone one.

"No, Peter. There will never be anyone else."

He sighed, relaxing slightly. "You've been acting weird. I don't really know what to think."

"I told you a billion times, I'm studying. After work, that's literally all I do. And I need to focus."

"I feel like there's more. It feels weird to not see a text from you when I wake up. It feels weird to not hear your voice. I don't… I don't like it, Y/N. Even if that's selfish."

And selfish it was. Peter expected you to be transparent while he was hiding possibly the biggest secret in the world. Maybe that was why he was so worried about how much you loved him. Peter wanted to be honest with you. He wanted you to know he was spider-man, but right now, he still couldn't bring himself to. Perhaps he was looking for a reason.

"I'm sorry." Your hands were clenched in your lap. "I've never had to deal with this before. Everything is so new, even if we've been together for a year. I've never cared about anyone like this, and I can't manage my time."

Peter paused as if every word in this conversation pained him to no end. His eyes were glossy, his mind unclear. He was desperately trying to understand why you were isolating himself. "You can't make any time for me?"

"That's the thing, I can't focus on anything else when I'm with you." Your lip quivered. "And that's a problem."

"It's not for me." He said quickly. "I make time for you, and you don't for me. And you need to tell me why."

You glanced away, embarrassed. No matter what you said, the reason wouldn't be good enough. You were just a bad girlfriend.

Peter reached his hand out and pulled you to him. You rested your chin upon his shoulder, soothed to feel his warmth once again. "You need to tell me, Y/N. We've made it work for this long, and all of a sudden, it stopped."

Your body started to shake. Trying to muffle your sob, you brought your hand to your mouth. It was all too much.

"-You have your whole life together, Peter. I have nothing, I still have to work for it. I'm not as smart as you, I'm-"and that's when the tears started to flow. It was a literal flood, tear after tear poured over your eyelids until they were bloodshot, until pressure pounded through your head.

Before you could finish, your face was pressed against Peter's chest. He held you tightly, his sweatshirt dabbing up your tears of sorrow. You gripped tightly to him, releasing the stress that had been building up inside of you for the last two weeks.

He did not know what else to do. Showing you that he loved you seemed like the most viable option. Sometimes all you had to do was listen, and that was enough.

"I got a bad grade on my midterm exam, one that I didn't study for because I spent my time with you—I thought-"

"Shh." He stroked your hair, understanding what you meant without a complete explanation.

"I work so hard, and it's never enough-"

"It's always enough, Y/N."

"I got so caught up in it that I neglected you in the process. So much so that you thought I was cheating on you" you inhaled sharply, whimpering against him, so many different emotions swirling through your mind. "You're the best thing in my life, and I put you second…"

"Look at me, Y/N." He cupped your cheeks in a swift movement, forcing you to look at him through tear-filled eyes. "You are enough for me. That's why I bothered to have this conversation with you. That's why I care." He pressed his lips against your forehead. "I love you."

"I love you too, Peter." You tilted your head up to kiss him wholly on the lips. You were a mess, but Peter had always told you that you looked beautiful when you cried.

"Rosy cheeks." He whispered, patting down your hair, inhaling your scent, and appreciating the beauty you constantly radiated.

You chuckled, sniffling loudly. Peter always said that after you had a successful mental break down, your cheeks brandished a rosy shade.

"Shut up." You whispered, tightening your grip around his torso. His back fell against your bed, and you shifted to lay completely on top of him. The firmness of his chest underneath you caused instant relaxation, instant relief. Maybe, just maybe, being in his presence was enough to get rid of the stress from everyday life.

The corners of your eyes were raw and red, yet it complimented your shade. Peter vowed from the moment he had met you, that he would never let any harm come to you. The last thing Peter had ever expected was that he might be the reason, instead of the world.

At least, for now, he had the power to fix it. You were the love of his life, and he had never felt so gratified to be in anyone else's presence.

Peter's fingers traced light, small circles on your back. He could hear your heartbeat slow. The softness of your finger against his was enough to help him close his eyes.

He was at peace, real peace for the first time in weeks.

"We need to remind ourselves to talk about shit more." You mumbled sleepy, almost inaudible. "So this doesn't happen again, because I hate it."

"Me too, babe." He whispered, content with watching you rise and fall in sync with his breathing.

"I couldn't bear to lose you."

[ruiyuki-archives]

Star Tear AU - Alt. Timeline: Todoroki ver. [Part 1]

This is an AU I wrote on the todomomo discord server eons ago. Anything posted to this blog will be transcripts of old original work and not really edited, save for formatting. I have no guarantees if I will ever finish these AUs either so these will only be kept as an archive.

Original transcript posted to tdmm discord: Aug 2020

Momo ver. Alternate timeline: Todo ver. Part 1 || Todo ver. Part 2 || Todo ver. Part 3

Star tears in which Todoroki falls for Momo first.

shortly after the exam with Aizawa he doesn’t know what he’s feeling but just admires her strength and quick thinking

and him hanging out with Deku and Iida at lunch means Todo hears all the nice and good things Momo does when she and Iida to discuss class prez stuff

which intensifies this ??admiration?? and respect more

and he just?? Holds onto those feelings unable to figure out what they are until idk maybe holidays where 1A and 1B throw that holiday hotpot party

and Momos really cute lookin’ in that Santa hat she made with the festive turtleneck

and so that feeling inside Todo grows into something more??? bc "oh shit she cute".... and Todo’s blushing while looking at her from afar. Probably.

so Todo talks to Fuyumi abt it and Fuyumi’s like: “I think you like her Shouto”

and he writes to his mom abt it and Rei's like: “she sounds like a lovely girl Shouto”

and he texts Natsuo abt it and Natsu's like: “aw little bro has a crush”

but all the while this is happening, Momo's gotten closer with Iida over class prez stuff and hero stuff and everyone in 1A (read: mina and hagakure) think iimomo might be a thing???

ofc Momo denies it and making excuses politely like "no no ofc not we're being responsible class prez and vice prez" but she’s kinda stuttery while doing so, so no one buys it

and no ones brave enough to ask Iida except Ochako but he gives some straight laced answer like "i admire her work ethic and respect her as a hero and vice prez" but he also has some tint of blush across his cheeks

so idk fast forward to graduation where Todo's been holding onto these feelings for Momo since first year and iimomo is still very very likely

so its all cherry blossom petals flying around and congratulatory celebrations

and when Todo sees Momo amongst the sakura trees smiling like he's never seen before (bc they're finally officially heroes!!) he thinks she’s beautiful

but just as he's about to approach her, Iida approaches her and Todo can see she's blushing and he knows its really not good to eavesdrop on one of his best friends and the girl he likes

But... he's curious.

or so he lies to himself.

Ofc what he hears isnt what he ever wants to,,,,

cuz Iida just confessed to her.

and she feels the same.

and a star tear slips from Todo's eye as he walks away.

he stops mid step as he touches his cheek bc he didnt even realize he was crying

but what are these tears??? What’s happening?? He's never had these before bc even though Todo is an emotional crier, he doesn’t cry that often.. only when he is completely overwhelmed with emotion

so he has this dumbfounded expression staring at his fingers as these star tears are twinkling out of his eyes catching sunlight and sakura petals

until he hears "Youre a fucking idiot" from a few steps away

Bakugou. 

(Baku really likes eavesdropping ok its not the first time lol)

Baku: theyre called star tears.

Todo: You know what these are?

Baku: it happens when you like someone and that person doesnt like you back, idiot.

Todo: ... oh.

Baku: get that shit sorted or you'll go blind

(And for those who are curious, yes maaaayyybe Bakugou has a case of the stars in this timeline too, that’s how he knows. To whom? I'll let you decide bc honestly, I just want todobaku brotp bonding over unrequited love)

so now Todo thinks he might be fucked. One of his best friends confessed to the girl he likes too and she likes him back and now Todo has this disease that might make him go blind and might get in the way of heroing (which they've all secured post graduation positions by now) and what can he do about it?

nothing, says the doctor he sees. The disease is not curable and the only way to stop it is to have your feelings returned else you'll go colour blind and then completely blind, so he's told.

ya he's really fucked.

maybe its a good thing then, that he doesnt cry often. It makes it easier to ice over these feelings, freeze them in time with the memories of U.A.; of his last congratulations to her and her smile at the end of the ceremony an hour after he overheard that confession

maybe its another good thing that right after graduation, everyone went off to their own positions as side kicks with agencies across japan, focusing on heroing

but its 3 months after graduation that Iida tells Deku and Todoroki that he is seeing Momo when they meet up every Friday to catch up

its 6 months after graduation that its publicly announced in Hero Magazine that Ingenium and Creati are dating

its 9 months after graduation that he sees Iida and Momo attending the Hero Association's rising stars gala as a couple and are seated at the same table as them

(Bakugou is scowling at him across the table.)

Todo tries. He really does. To be happy for them.

but he's angry at himself that he can't be happy for them. That it saddens him to see Momo glowing under the ballroom lights but its not himself to make her shine like that, its Iida. That he sees she is the one to make Iida genuinely happy in the way his eyes light up when he smiles at her.

and all three times Todo goes home, lies down alone in his room, an arm slung across his forehead as the star tears leak from his eyes.

he starts to lose seeing colour at 12 months.

after 24 months he needs glasses for colour correction (and ironically gets a sponsorship with the brand. The fashion magazines print headlines for weeks "Hot-Cold Hero Shouto Fall Fashion! See page 7 spread for his newest spotted specks and turtle necks")

at 36 months Iida breaks the news. Iida's gonna propose to Yaoyorozu and wants him, Deku, and his brother to be his groomsmen

she said yes.

and a part of Todo washes away with the star tears flooding him room and twinkling against the tatami.

he tries to stay out of the wedding planning as much as possible. He'll go to the tuxedo fittings as requested and still keep up hearing the updates when seeing Iida and Deku for their weekly get together on Friday nights. 

But for anything involving Momo's presence, there will always be a "sorry i have a mission that week", "sorry im visiting my mom", "sorry Endeavor needs to see me about the agency"

... all excuses Bakugou knows, but the others pay no mind. They are rising heroes near the top of the billboard by now

month 48. Wedding day.

she's stunning. Gorgeous. A near goddess walking down the aisle on her big day.

but she's not walking down for him. No its for iida.

there was the ceremony, the cheers, the congratulations, the reception. Fairy lights around the dance floor and along the walls, champagne glittering after the sound of a cork

Todoroki stands off to against the wall as the night dies down, a glass in hand, watching the newly weds grace the dance floor.

someone slides up beside him, he feels the presence. Bakugou.

"She's beautiful isnt she?"

"Yeah."

. . .

a star tear falls from Todoroki's eyes, twinkle hidden among the fairy lights and champagne glitter.

she's beautiful, but maybe its a good thing I can't see

somebody said: what if she knows everything that had happened and the reason why he couldn't continue his career is bc of her?

me: ok you’re asking for it

Momo, 3 months pregnant with iimomo baby, announces with Iida the news to their friends

the soon to be parents want to choose godparents for the baby so Iida gets to choose the baby’s godmother and Momo gets to choose the godfather

and ofc along with the announcement Momo asks Todoroki to be the kid’s godfather

he can’t say no to her.

the same week later Todo and Momo's agencies are requested to deal with this one villain case while Ingenium's agency deals with another in another town (later turns out the cases were connected)

small talk, civil, very professional between Momo and Todo when they’re in the debriefing

at this point Todo's pretty much completely blind and uses some special contact lenses from Hatsume to help "see"

but the contact lenses can only do so much as to detect light movement and shadows and it reallllllllly doesnt work well when he's using his fire 

so Todo already had tossed around the idea of running away to the mountains like Roy did in the FMA 2003 ending, "mysteriously" retiring bc really his vision cannot keep up

until this last mission with Momo

and really its been nearly a decade now since they last worked together side by side (not since U.A. he thinks).. so just let the blind man be selfish one last time

and so smth smth missiom happens, Todo and Momo fighting side by side

but Momo senses there’s something off with Todo's movements? His reflexes are slower.. it doesnt seem like he's prediciting the opponents moves like he used to.. he's more so reacting and retaliating than attacking..

she chalks it up to that they havent fought side by side in a long time and his style must’ve changed and really, she doesnt know him anymore... not like she used to

smth smth 3 months pregnant Momo gets hurt, knocked unconscious for a bit

Todo saves her

and when she comes to, while Todo's holding her, star tears fall onto her cheek from Todo's eyes. 

She's shocked. Reaches up to gently graze a finger tip at his left cheek.

"Todoroki-san, these are?"

and again its like Todo didnt realize he was crying. He jerks away from her hand and brushes her off with "its nothing”. Changes the subject with "are you ok?"

Momo: yes.. i think so

Todo: and the baby?

Momo, sitting up: we're ok I think

Todo, moving away: good

the mission concludes and they meet up with Ingenium’s group to wrap up the two ends. Todo slips away before Iida and Momo and approach him

theres no activity from Todoroki for the next month

neither Iida, Deku or anyone else in 1A know where he went except the Hero Association's vague comment on "Hot Cold Hero Shouto has taken a sudden indefinite hiatus"

(Only Todo’s family knows and Endeavor asked the Association to say "hiatus" instead of "retirement" bc Enji wants to believe in his son making a comeback. He didnt stop Shouto from taking off)

and ofc Momo upon hearing this is so confused??? Her last mission with him was the last time she saw him and he was crying. Why was he crying? Strange star tears twinkling and landing on her cheeks? What even is that phenomenon?

its too many questions and ofc Momo's gonna investigate. For the sake of her friend.

so she digs up all the texts she can find on star tears. Internet search all the possibilities. Consults the doctors at the hospital. Even asks Tenya if Todoroki has been acting strangely during their weekly catch ups.

but Tenya tells her Todoroki hasnt been the the meet ups since after their wedding

so she asks anyone in their pro hero circle of associates she can think of. Tsukiyomi, Burnin', heros from his agency, anyone she can think of that has worked with Todoroki before and could comment on his behaviour

no body knows. No body noticed anything different either. Sure there were some off days but the Hot Cold Hero Shouto was always on his game being one of the top 3 heroes on the billboard charts

she searches and searches, splitting time interviewing colleagues and researching the possible star tears phenomenon

until eventually her search takes her to...

Bakugou.

Of course.

Momo, pleading: please Bakugou, you know something about him dont you?

Bakugou, who at this point had been very careful trying not to get cornered knowing her investigation: save it pony tail, you’re about to have a baby. Go have people harass you about that brat in your oven instead of harassing other people

Momo, nearly begging: please. You and I both know he's strong and a good hero that would not suddenly retire. Whatever he is doing, he might need help.. please tell me Bakugou.

... theres something about pregnant women that you cant say no to.

Bakugou, relenting: tch. The half ass is somewhere in Yokohama

and thats all she needs nearly running waddling (as fast as a pregnant woman could) out the door

Bakugou, calling out after her, still reluctant: when find that half ass, i suggest you throw him a gift. Literally. Throw it at him. He deserves it.

she finds him along the port, watching the sunset in Yokohama (its really not that hard to find someone with heterochromia and two tone hair in a city, especially if youre a hero that knows what methods heroes will use to go incognito)

and for some inkling of a feeling, Momo takes Bakugou's advice. She has a carton of strawberry milk in hand.

Momo, a few feet away from him: Todoroki-san, it's been a while.

Todo, turning his head in her direction: Yaoyorozu...?

Momo, sadly smiling: the sunset is beautiful here isnt it?

Todo, brows furrowing: .. sure. Yaoyorozu what are you doing here--

Momo, interrupting him: --i brought some snacks. Strawberry milk, you liked this while we were in school right? Catch.

she tosses it at him.

he tries to reach out.

But he'es completely off. And misses

Momo, sad: Todoroki-san. You're blind, arent you?

Todo, guilty: ah.

Momo, tearing up: will you please tell me?

he still can say no to her and confesses his story

and when he's finished telling the tale of star tears, the stars above are twinkling too

she's crying and choking and sobbing through tears and its intensified by baby Iida with pregnancy hormones

But the last thing she manages to croak out at the very least is still wholly her

She apologizes

“Im so sorry Todoroki- san. I cant love you that way.”

“I know.”

END NOTES:

red is the last color Todoroki wanted to lose because it reminds him of Momo

during missions, as long as he could see her, “that’s ok” he thought. she is the only one he sees in color. that is okay with him

to him, Momo is his shining star. And there’s something tragically poetic of him losing his sight to the stars if its for his shining star Momo

He leaves the last stars in a tiny little jar like those paper stars as a gift for her with just the words on a note "goodbye Momo" the day after she finds him in Yokohama

Momo has the jar of stars forever on her bedside and looks at them with this melancholy expression. Baby Iida grows up and asks mom: "what is that jar of stars?" 

Momo responds: "a gift from someone that was blinded by love"

Bakugou in this timeline had a case of star tears too but I'd like to think he got his feelings requited so he never went blind to contrast Todo

So thats why Baku is (begrudgingly) sympathetic to Todo cuz he thinks: “that could’ve been me”

The ending shot of a blind Todoroki in a dark room, all alone, eyes closed, thinking back to Momo's shining smile from UA surrounded by star light with a sad smile on his face and it fades to black

> archives masterpost

[wernerherzogs]

Hi, I saw you posted about suburra and I'm about to send you an assay, please bear with me. I've seen both the movie and the series, a couple of months ago my sister recommended the series to my other sister and me, she said there was a movie but she havent seen it yet. I though best to first watch the movie, is easier to invest a couple of hours and see if you like it enough to get into the series. 1

“Besides its posible to find the movie dissapointing because in a series there´s a lot more time to develop the plot and characters. And that's actually what happened to my sister when she finally managed to watch the movie, she found it rushed and shallow. My other sister said she rather just watch the series, but hasn't seen either one yet. 2

The thing is, chronologically, the series start where the movie finished, but it's not a sequel per se, it´s more like the movie was the pilot, and then they took up the idea and expanded it into the series, so they kept the context and both stand together with no problem, but there are some changes with the characters, some come back but their story is different, although the essence is the same, and there are new ones and new plots. 3

The main plot in the movie is about the approval of an urban project to turn an area of Ostia into a type of Las Vegas, that area is owned by the church and one of the main criminal families, so there are several interests involved, with a lot of blackmail and drama. 4

And there are also the conflicts between the criminal family that owns the land and another one that wants to earn the respect of its competition, with a super criminal guy as a mediator between all of them to ensure the urban project plan continues without problem. So basically is church vs government vs organized crime. 5

In the series that continues, but now it's about the sell of that land before the start of the new government. There is a lot more involvement from the church than previous, the same political corruption, and auditor who is supposed to be helping the super criminal guy but at the same time wants the land for her husband's architectural firm, more background from the two criminal families and interactions with each other, 6

the addition of a policeman son that is a criminal as well but no a very good one haha, and the mafia. In summary, the film and series share the same context or universe, chronologically the film happens before the series, but in the series they reintroduce the characters seen in the film and expand them, including new ones. 7

I liked both the movie and the first season, I enjoyed a lot seen the adjustments made to adapt the film into a series, as well as see how the characters of Aureliano, Spadino and Lele teamed up to be a little less losers. The second season seemed a bit melodramatic for my taste, but it is highly recommended, and I will definitely watch the third to find out what happens. I hope it is useful and sorry for the assay. Fin.”

oh hey this IS great info, actually!!! don’t apologise for sending it, i’m very grateful! thank you so much!!! this explains away the writing inconsistencies the other anon mentioned. i guess i’m still going to watch the movie first, then? would you recommend that order too?

[chesapeakebongripper]

why do you like bain so much. i want all your favorite headcanons. thank you

OH ANON YOU SPOIL ME!

okay fr tho idk why i like bain so much? i think its just because hes always portrayed at this smart but dumb dorky character? like overkill doesnt try to make him some grr evil hardened criminal hes just like. "heres some dubstep. i hired some youtubers to do crime. let me check the meth wiki page" and HONESTLY thats kinda refreshing? bcuz not a lot of games give characters like bain personalitys besides "im tough and evil and i only want money >:("

i could talk for hours but heres my top 3 headcanons. these r gonna be ones i havent seen other ppl post b4? (like that he makes/plays music over the radios, ect) also. im keeping it tldr bcuz i have a lot of fuckin details aight

1. When Bain was younger, he and a few friends had their own small gang where they would do pety theft jobs and whatnot. Most of the gang was either arrested or just dropped out, but Bain always was more daring, even when he had accumulated a large profile of crimes, and was activly wanted by the police. After that he stayed underground for YEARS, even going so far as to fake his own death and created a new identity in order to close the investigation. A few years after that he found himself getting bored with his new life so he decided to start the Payday Gang :)

2. Bain has no idea what to do with money. He probably grew up in a not-so-fiscally-stable environment so when he started stealing and making a lot of money where he could pay bills and live comfortably he was just like.... what now? I feel like he's in the mentality of "yeah having money is nice but also i dont need it?" so he probably donates a lot of it? Idk Bain deleting people student debts and the whole "steal from the rich, give to myself" whatnot gives off a steady "eat the rich!" vibe, so he probably keeps enough personal money to pay his bills, pay his associates, and upgrade his gear and have some for emergencies but after that all the rest of the money goes into the gang or charities

3. I feel like he probably gets bored (and a little stir crazy) so every once in a while he'll scout out a place or conduct his own surveillance. He has a 2nd alias he goes by when doing so, so if he has to deliver a package or smth to the safehouse, he's completely silent (for obvious reasons, though hes never there long enough for a conversation) , but the heisters are like "oh its one of Bains contacts" dropping it off and then he returns back to his apartment. Just so he doesnt go insane staring at a computer screen all day.

thank u 4 coming 2 my TED talk i have a million more things 2 say lmfao

[radioactive-synth]

Would u just wanna like. Info dump about Olivia? I wanna hear what you have to say about Olivia 👀

i could say almost what i know about her ;) its a long post so its under read more!

Olivia was born on 16 march 2019 (basically,,,,last year lmfao). her parents, originally from Cyprus, they moved in USA before she was born. she also has a younger sister (i havent thought of names yet). she graduated pharmacy college and started to work right after.

 she met Ryan (back then, he was an officer, but years later became brigadier general) , idk where, havent thought much of that,at the age of 22, and fallen in love and got married 2 yrs later. before they got married, Olivia’s father didnt wanted her daughter to have her last name changed, as he thought that the name Hudson is too american. Ryan had agreed to change his last name into Hudson-Zander, and any offspring they have, they will have the last name Zander. after the wedding, her parents and her sister moved back to Cyprus. they havent seen each other ever since, just talked over phone. 

she and Ryan loved each other, yet she had no idea how he acted with their son. besides her husband and son, she also had a brother-in-law, Michael Hudson (army medic, but retired and became postman), Ryan’s younger brother, and Vincent Hudson, her nephew. Michael’s ex wife never really cared about her son, so she actually took care of Vin even before she had Vaughn, almost 3 yrs later after Vin was born. Olivia is a great mom, very loving and always made sure Vaughn and Vin were taken care off and were healthy and happy. when Vin was around 10, his mother left, which it wasnt a surprise for Olivia, but it ruined Michael’s finance plans. despite Ryan’s protestations at first, they still helped him until he got a job and got back on his feet.

Olivia wanted to make sure her son will get the best education, as his dream was to become doctor (his uncle was an inspiration) so she sometimes worked overtime, so she can afford Vaughn’s education. one thing she didnt knew until much later, was how Ryan acted with Vaughn. she seen that he became cold over the years, but she always thought its cause of the war going on. but she had no idea that Ryan used to insult and even beat Vaughn often when she wasnt home. the only one who knew the truth was Vin, who always tried to comfort his cousin at times. Vaughn was afraid to tell his mom about it, as he thought that without Ryan’s payroll they cant afford to live fine. Ryan was acting lovingly towards Olivia, but it cant be the same said towards Vaughn. after Vaughn had graduated med school and got a job, he finally made courage to tell his mom the truth. she was furious about this, and has intended a divorce towards Ryan. they had a huge argument, but he finally signed the papers before he left. this was around 2071. 

when she found out that he was killed on the battlefield, she didnt cared. she was glad he was finally out of her life, and decided to stay in the same flat. she still felt sorry for Michael, as he was heartbroken about hearing about his brother. but things got worst, as a few days later, they heard about Vin (who was staff sergeant back then) was killed in an ambush, which it ruined her, her son and Michael. but she tried to be stronger for the other two. the funerals were paid by the army. since then, Michael couldnt even work anymore as he was too broken for anything. 2 weeks later, he died of an heartattack. Vaughn was feeling more heartbroken as he felt he couldnt take care of his uncle, his true father figure. and not a while later, he lost his job as the army got the small clinic he was working since he graduated, and got fired alongside other staff members. Olivia has started to work even more, so she can forget for a bit about her pain, and to get more money. she sold Michael’s flat, and sold any jewerly she ever got from Ryan. she only kept a laser pistol, a combat chest piece and a gas mask (who wouldnt had known these would be useful later). but no matter what she could had done, she couldnt ease Vaughn’s broken heart. they both had lost 2 people they loved and couldnt done anything but to continue living on. 

if Vaughn wouldnt had met Nora a few years later (they started to date when Vaughn was in last year of college), she would had sold everything and move with her son in Cyprus, to their family. Nora had helped Vaughn during his difficult times, and even helped him get a new job at Medical Bay Center, as her father was working at the mayor’s office. he asked her in marriage 2 yrs later. Olivia wished that her family would had come to the wedding and finally meet Vaughn, but her sister said that their parents are too old and sick to travel, and she cant afford to come to USA. this broke Olivia’s heart, as not only they couldnt get in USA, but also she was the only one from Vaughn’s family left, in comparassion with Nora’s bigger family. but Vaughn told her that he is happy to have her with him, and that leading him to the wedding would be a great honor. 

in 2077, an hour before the bombs, she called her son in the morning, as both had a day off in that day, and planned to come over her flat and spend time. (how Vaughn had nothing to do with the army as he never joined, he didnt had to give a speech). a while later, the vault tec rep called and told them they got a space in the Vault 111, as Nora’s father bought their places. when the bombs fell, she remained in the flat, but she was worried about her son and his family, as phones were cut off. she didnt done nothing but to wait, but she heard all the fights that took place outside. she securized her front door so no one will break in. 2 weeks later, after she had no more food, she decided to go out. she took the laser pistol, fusion cells, the combat chest armor and the gas mask, and went outside. lucky for her, no one had bothered her, and made it to Sanctuary. she found Codsworth malfunctioning, all he repeated was that ‘they went in the vault’. she left to the vault but a soldier in power armor stopped her. thinking that her son and his family made it safe, she returned to his house and take whatever food remained in there. she returned at her flat but she knew she cant stay in there. she put in a backpack whatever clothes, food and photos she could carry. 

she didnt liked but she needed to shoot to defend herself. she went to the pharmacy she worked but it was taken by the army. she left. she found a group of survivors who werent willing to shoot her on sight, and stick togehter. there were just 4 of them, and tried their best to survive. they also started to be affected by the radiation, their bodies going through ghoulfication, which was very painful for them. despite of that, Olivia’s eyes remained the same, but she lost her hair. she found a wig that she dyed in her natural color and stylished it in a ronin bun, like her son has.

her group started to be traders, scavenging and trading whatever they could get. they werent accepted right away by other people cause of their appearance, and started to disguise themselves. they left Commonwealth and traveled across America. Olivia was acting as a doctor and even managed to create meds with what she would found. but not everything was so good with her group. she often argued with them, mostly cause she wouldnt accept payment when she helps the wounded, or she gives to children free stuff. after 100 yrs, she had it enough and broke from them. 

but life on her own was not easy, and she felt more and more depressed. a few weeks later, she hears the cries of a dog, and finds a wounded mongrel, and scattered puppies. she understood what happened and nursed the grieving mother back to health. the dog was grateful and stick with her. she named her Nix. 

years of surviving in the wasteland had toughened Olivia. she wears leather armor and knows how to shoot. her specialization is the sniper rifle. she also fitted Nix with metal armor. they both work efficient in team and both can ‘talk’ even with their eyes. before, Olivia hadnt consumed alcohol or swear, but now she does both. yet, she never lost her motherly nature. there isnt a single day without thinking of her son, or remembering happy moments. one of her few photos she has is with her son and nephew. she havent been in the Commonwealth for a very long time.

during her trips, she also met my other FO oc characters: Vault Dweller Noné Smith, Chosen One Clovers Smith (both of them insulting her), Lone Wanderer Gabriela Abbey, and my Courier Tamir (she was 10 yrs old at that time, but she never forget the kindness Olivia had shown her). she also met MacCready when he was the mayor of Little Lamplight. he tried to shoot Nix from afar, but the dog sensed the danger and dodges it, while Olivia isnt phased at all, and turns around to see the kid with a sniper rifle and says: ‘you could at least wait for the target to stay and then aim!’. despite of that, Olivia wanted to help the children, and she became one of the few ‘mungos’ that MacCready trusts, besides Gabriela. she also taught MacCready a few sniper tips, and helped the kids by bringing supplies. but when he left, and the new mayor didnt liked Olivia, she never came back there. 

in 2289, she was at a camp for traders when she heard a trader talking about ‘General Zander’ and how good he has done to the Commonwealth. hearing her last name (as she didnt used her full name for 2 centuries, she only presented herself as Libby), she was curious who he was this Zander. she hoped that it was one of Vaughn’s descendants. she decided to go back and meet him. she stopped in Goodneighbor first, and met Daisy. she asked about General Zander, and at first Daisy didnt trusted her enough to give this information. but she told her that she can try her luck at Sanctuary. 

arriving there, she was greeted by Preston, and she asked if she can talk with General Zander. he at first didnt wanted to bother Vaughn, as it was his day off, but he seen something familiar in her eyes (both Olivia and Vaughn have same steel eyes, and also Oliver too), so he went to call him to come meet a woman named Libby and a dog. Vaughn was a bit annoyed cause he doesnt like to be bothered, but Preston insisted, so he went up to the traders’s hub. on his way, he remembered what was his mom’s nickname, Libby, and he realised that it could be his long lost mother. he tried to keep his composure, as he might had been wrong, but he wasnt: despite that she changed, he recognized her eyes, and called her ‘mom’ in greek. Olivia barely could control her emotions, as she seen her son, and called him in greek too. he took her in his arms and both cried, saying how much they missed each other. they needed 10 min to stop crying. Olivia had seen that her son has changed a bit, now he has more scars, and his hair and beard are longer, and seems more tired, but she can see he looks happier. she then met the rest of the Sanctuary Family, and MacCready had recognized her, and was so glad to see her again. she was also happy to see him and how good he turned out, but she couldnt stand a comment: ‘now who is the mungo here, mister mayor?’. he was terrified that if she would tell Vaughn all the insults he had said to her, how he could look into Vaughn’s eyes again? but Olivia never hold grudges against him.

she officially retired and lives in Vaughn’s old house, which she had decorated how she wanted. Nix joined the Sanctuary Pack as Hera accepted her. she spends her days gardening, spending time with her family, taking care of the kids, cooking and reading. she also ‘adopted’ Debbie Gaines as the daughter she never had, as she and Vaughn have a sibling like relationship. she also planned the wedding for her son and his husbands. 

overall, she is very happy with her life now.

[thirtyisdirty]

Secrets We Keep - chapter 1

I did a thing and posted a new story. I hinestly havent written fanfiction actively since 2013/2014 or so and only wrote a one shot Harry Potter fic. The rest were written many moons ago about a now defunct soap opera called Passions. This story has been ruminating in my mind for about a decade. I hope I can do justice to what's in my brain. Totally Au.

Trigger Warning: mentions of infertility

Ron’s eyes scanned the window of the jewelry store in Muggle London. He’d been there before - plenty of times, actually. There was a jewelry store Hermione fancied.  Their designs were different and for some reason caught her eye more than the goblin made pieces he’d find in Diagon Alley. It had to be perfect.  They’d been through so much in the last few years.  The tears and heartache were so fresh in his mind.  The pavé rose pendant shone in the overhead lights – Ron knew this was exactly what he had been looking for.  In a few months, their little Rose would arrive and hopefully, heal so much of the pain they’d been through.

              With his hand on the buzzer to allow entrance to the store.  That was when he noticed it.  The signage on the shop was levitating.  Ron smile to himself and looked around to find the source.  Of course, there were other Wizards and Witches who frequented Muggle London but, he knew this magic was done by a child who had just discovered the things they could do.

              Ron smiled thinking of the trouble he and his siblings had gotten into as children. Interest piqued, he looked around the square to see if he could place the little witch or wizard in training. His eyes fell on a little girl with a mop of dark curls and brilliant emerald eyes that were full of delight as she ran from the woman desperately trying to keep up with her.

              “Maia,” she called frantically.

              Not looking back Ron watched as she made a beeline for the flowers, she’d set to change color.

Against his better judgement, he headed her off, his height and long gait made ten times the progress of her chubby little legs.  He sat on the bench in front of the girl, not wanting to alarm her.

              “Hullo there,” Ron said as he corralled her in the small benched area.  He swallowed hard when her lashes lifted and he was met with brilliant green eyes, the eyes of his best friend on a miniature version of his wife.

              “Ron?” the familiar voice called from behind him, pulling him from his thoughts. 

Ron gave his mother-in-law a crooked smile. “Hullo Thea,” he greeted.

“Won!”

Ron jerked his head back to the little girl with the impish grin.

“Won!” she called again and used his long legs to help her climb the bench beside him.  Her balance not quite perfect, Ron grabbed her before she could tumble backwards onto the concrete.  It’s an instinct he never knew he had.

She giggled and hugged his neck. “Won help My-my.” She planted a kiss on his cheek and Ron’s heart melted instantaneously. Before he knows it, chubby little arms are around his neck.

He’d been angry for so long he’d neglected to realize that there was someone else involved that was perhaps more innocent than any of them.

“Hug Won!” she demanded in a voice so much like her mother that Ron didn’t know whether to laugh or to cry but, as he did when it came to Hermione, he obliged.

Thea Granger seemed to sense her son-in-law’s internal turmoil and pried her granddaughter off him.

“I’m so sorry,” she whispered gathering the little girl in her arms.

In an attempt to bring the attention away from the rambunctious girl in her arms, Thea asks “So, what brings you to this part of London?”

Ron’s eyes never leave Maia. “I wanted to buy Hermione something for when the baby is born,” he says absently.

“The baby?” Thea’s brows are furrowed when Ron looks back up at her.

“Her-Hermione didn’t tell you?” Ron frowned.  She seemed so excited

Thea sits beside him, clutching her granddaughter tighter. “Hermione hasn’t spoken to me since she dropped Maia at my door.

Ron pondered this a moment. “So, she’s never-“

Thea shook her head.  He tried his best to wrap his brain around the fact that his wife, the woman who had so desperately wanted children, hadn’t laid eyes on her own in the last year and a half. And now, he’d had more interaction with her little girl than Hermione had ever had. For Merlin’s sake, he’d even hugged the girl.

“How could she just leave her?” Ron asked. “And not tell you about the baby?”

Thea looked at her granddaughter sadly. “I wouldn’t presume to know what my daughter is thinking.  I’ve barely seen her since she was eleven anyway.”

In that moment, Ron realized Thea was right, Hermione had spent most of the holidays with his family since their second year at Hogwarts.  Then, there was the year she’d sent her parents to Australia.

“I haven’t tried to keep her away,” Ron sputtered running a hand through his hair.

“Dear,” Thea sighed taking Ron’s hand.  “Does anyone make Hermione do things she doesn’t want to do?”

“Won!” Maia shrieked “Ook!” with that, the colors of the flowers in the closest planter began changing color.  It was like she knew what she was doing, Ron mused.  Instantly, he realized the danger of exposure.

“Uh-Maia, let’s play a little game.” The girl freed herself from her grandmother and managed to stand on Ron’s legs.  “Let’s try to only play with the flowers at home,” he suggested. “What do you say?” he poked her belly making her laugh in the process.

“No!” the colors became brighter and far more noticeable.

“What if I gave you ice cream?” he asked.

“I cream! I cream! I cream!” she chanted jumping on his lap

“Really Ronald? Before lunch? Honestly,” Thea sighed.  Maia would be a sticky mess and wouldn’t eat anything she tried to give her in terms of real food. She very quickly felt bad for scolding her son-in-law. “Alright,” she said defeated.

“I was actually wondering if you would mind very much if I took her myself?”

Ron’s face looked so very hopeful, especially when he added, “Y’know, I’m going to need some practice.”

Thea laughed and gestured to the ice cream shoppe across the way. The truth was, she could use some time alone.  She wasn’t as young as when Hermione was a baby.

Forgetting about the gift for Hermione entirely, Ron grabbed the diaper bag and excited little girl and made his way to the shoppe. 

How was it, he wondered, he could think so far as bringing her to Diagon Alley, sending her to Hogwarts, teaching her to ride a broom, all within having met her not half an hour before. Where did this feeling come from?

*~*~*~*~*~*

Ron took his wife’s hand and led her toward their kitchen table where dinner was waiting.  He’d left a little rose in a bud vase in front of her place setting as he’d done at nearly every meal they’d shared since reconciling. 

His level of devotion overwhelmed Hermione.  Here she was, the one who, in her own eyes, didn’t even deserve forgiveness, and Ron was still fawning over her.

She lightly touched the velvety petals and looked up at her husband with a smile.  She held his hand tighter.  She wouldn’t take his love for granted again. Ever.

“’Mione?” Ron brought her hand to his lips and then dropped it to his chest. “If I tell you something could you promise to maybe try and stay calm?” He felt her hand tense and knew immediately what she could be thinking.  “It’s nothing like that,” he assured hurriedly.

Hermione stared at her husband pointedly. “Well?” her brows rose as she sipped the water at her place setting.

“I was in muggle London a couple of weeks ago.”

“O-Ok…” Confused, she wordlessly urged him on.

“I ran into your Mum.” He met her eyes to gauge her reaction, “and Maia.”

Her breath hitches.  “Ron,” she tests her voice and looks at his feet.

“Maia was with her,” he says softly. “I took her for ice cream.” He adds with a half-smile.

Hermione’s head shoots up and her eyes search his. “I think your mum was a tad put out because it was before lunch.” It was if she had forgotten to breathe.  Ron had taken her daughter for ice cream. The child she hadn’t seen since she was days old.

“I would like to bring her home, Hermione.”

“Ron,” she begins softly. “She’s not…” she looks away, ashamed.

“She can be.” He cups her chin in his thumb and forefinger and brings her gaze to meet his.

“How would this even work Ronald? How could we bring her here?” her throat is tight, but she continues. “Your Mum and Dad would hate her for starters.  Then there’s Ginny.  She’s barely speaking to me as it is.

“I’ll tell her it’s my idea.” He sits in the seat beside Hermione. “It is my idea.”

“No, she’s better off with my Mum.  We’re all better off that she’s with my Mum.”

“No, we’re not.” He says shaking his head.  “We’re doing her a disservice not raising her.”

“Really Ron,” Hermione sighed and rolled her eyes

“She’s showing abilities already.” With this, Hermione seemed intrigued, Ron continued. “Your mum said when you were a child, you were like her though she didn’t put it together until you were older and your abilities didn’t begin quite so young.”

Hermione let out a breath.  He’s speaking of her daughter with something akin to pride. “If we talk to the family – get their buy-in?” he asks.

Her eyes are wet.  When did she start crying?

“We talk to Harry and Gin first.” Her voice is barely audible as he gathered her in his arms and kissed her soundly.

“I don’t think this will be a problem.”

Hermione rests her head on her husband’s chest.  “You’ve clearly not spoken to your sister recently,” she muttered.

 

*~*~*~*~*

Hermione and Harry had barely been near one another since before Maia’s birth. They’d spent functions at the Burrow as far away from one another as possible. To say being at the same table together was uncomfortable was an understatement.

Not that the Burrow had been neutral territory, it most certainly wasn’t but, it was a far sight better than Harry and Ginny’s home.

 

Since the affair – could you deem a one night stand an affair? Maybe when a child was involved, she mused. Hermione had received quite the cold shoulder from Molly.  Not that she’d expected the woman to welcome her back with open arms but, she’d hoped for at least the same treatment Harry had received.  Silent treatment for a few weeks, followed by annoyed glances, a talking to, the likes he’d never seen before, even when doing something incredibly dangerous like bringing her youngest son along on a horcrux hunt. It had taken some time, but she’d returned to being his surrogate mother.

Was it that she, Hermione, should have known better? Her mother-in-law surely didn’t know the desperation and heartbreak of trying for years to have a baby only to be met month after month with failure. She didn’t know the way it ate at your soul until you were just a husk of a person. She didn’t know the way it felt to let your husband, your partner in everything down month after month as you were sure he was tired of reassuring you when you couldn’t reassure yourself that one day you would in fact have a child.

She didn’t know that the hormones you would ingest and shoot into your body just to have a fraction of the number of children she’d borne would give you hot flashes, mood swings, bouts of rage and frustration. She didn’t know the oceans of tears that had fallen from your eyes. Until one day when you watched your husband with his new nephew, your best friends son and while he doesn’t know you’re there, you hear him speak to the baby and wonder if he will ever get to hold someone so new that’s his.  Wonder if he will ever wake up in the middle of the night to change diapers or warm bottles. To hear his innermost doubts about their future.

And that’s when you finally crumble inside.  That’s when you pack just enough clothes and items to get by.  Your husband is too good of a man to leave you.  You feel completely broken inside.  These are things a woman should be able to do and do easily, are they not?  and find a flat near the ministry.  Your job is the only thing you have anyway.

After not taking any visitors for months, your best friend shows at your door with a bottle of firewhiskey.  It’s an expensive bottle.  He’s got the galleons.  His son hasn’t slept through the night in the last two months and he’s losing his mind. When you’ve had half a bottle of very expensive firewhiskey, your mind does very stupid things.  It reaches for comfort first of all – especially when you’ve devoid yourself of human contact for the better part of two months. She doesn’t know who reaches out to the other first, but she does remember tracing his scar with her index finger.  Very gently.

“It doesn’t hurt anymore,” he says stupidly, green eyes never leaving hers. “It used to burn when he was trying to get into my mind. It sounds crazy but, it was lonely at first – after that connection was broken.”

She knows all about lonely and broken connections. His eyes settle on her mouth and then back up to her eyes.  Perhaps this is what Ron was afraid of when they were searching for Horcruxes.  Perhaps this is what she should have been afraid of when she let Harry in earlier in the evening. Perhaps firewhiskey and an empty stomach don’t mix.  His body moves over hers and before she her brain can catch up to what’s happening, their clothes are gone from their bodies and in a heap on the floor.

She knows she’s awake first because the sunlight streams into her eyes and Harry is beside her on the floor with nothing on but his glasses which are askew on his nose. She throws a pillow at him to cover up and he awakens with a start. Black hair standing on end, he tries to focus and realigns his glasses as she clutches a hand to her head.  They both realize very quickly that she is naked as well.  She grabs the blanket from the other side of the sofa and covers her bare body.

What had they done?

[tinypigeonlord]

Don’t mind me, just have had a lot of thoughts on the new Pokemon game so imma write them down. There’s been a lot of posts and videos on what people wanna see or don’t wanna see in the new game too and I wanna give my own two cents to no one in particular.

So first of all graphics. I hear a lot of shit on that. Personally I don’t really have all that many expectations? Like yeah it’s gonna be a Switch game, the quality could possibly be better than we’ve seen. But also did people look over that ‘game footage not final’? Things may still improve and be further optimized. More than that, I love the artstyle atleast? Everything looks so colorful and vibrant and alive and goooood ;w; It sure got my attention. I can’t wait to see all the new areas on my big tv <3

Pokemon popping up and roaming vs random encounters: On one hand I love how lively everything looks with pokemon showing up in the overworld, on the other hand I love the random encounters? I personally liked hunting down specific pokemon, not knowing what I would encounter. I feel like this is also more fun when you’re doing a Nuzlocke; You can’t ‘cheat’ and select a pokemon from those that are currently roaming with random encounters. Aside from that, people mentioned that the roaming aspect made areas look more vacant instead because a lot of open space is needed for bigger pokemon roaming. And finally, it makes the surprise way more fun if a shiny shows up in a random encounter, instead of roaming between the rest of the ‘mon?

Pokemon following you/walking with you: PLS PLS PLS bring this back and expand on it, for all pokemon. Also the option to select which partymember you want to walk with. That was one thing that bummed me out in HeartGold/SoulSilver. If I wanted to walk with my fave, I also needed to have it in the front of the party and throw it out in battle, even in areas where it was at a disadvantage due to type or level. And sometimes I had a pokemon in front for the sake of progression but I didnt necessarily want to walk with it, but there was no option to turn walking off in HG/SS. I believe they did add these options in Let’s Go Pikachu/Eevee, but I havent played these games so I don’t know for sure what the options are. I kinda also want to have the option to pick whether I will walk with a ride pokemon or actually ride it? Like, it was hella cool that you could ride arcanine, persian, haunter or snorlax, etc. But what if I wanted it to just follow me? :/ What I also want back is the national dex once you completed the main story. Let most of the pokemon which first appear be gen 8, and after you beat the main game, pokemon from other generations show up more and you can catch new pokemon that were previously unavailable. I hated how in SuMo, I couldnt see a pokemon’s national dex number, and couldnt get any data on it if it wasnt native to Alola. 

Also this is gonna sound surprising coming from a shiny hunter, but I want the shiny charm to be a reward for filling the entire national dex again (minus mythicals/events), and make the shiny rate 1/8192 again instead of 1/4091. As much as I love my shinies, I kinda feel like they’re becoming a really common thing and way too easy to obtain? I do like there being methods to find shinies easier, such as Masuda breeding, chain-fishing, SOS-chaining, etc, but make it atleast a little bit harder than it currently is, to make all that effort worth it.

Compatibility with pokebank/the 3DS titles!! I want to transfer all my precious bbies I caught over the years to come join me in the next adventure. That would make it even more awesome if walking pokemon also returns; I can walk with my faves then, not just the pokemon available in Sword/Shield. Also Cloud compatibility. I know Nintendo is afraid of people abusing Cloud to edit save files and I can see them not adding cloud for Pokemon to prevent peeps from somehow cloning or editing pokemons, but on the other hand... Right now, I have ALL my rare, valuable pokemon stored on a Ultra Sun cartridge. Every super rare shiny legendary I spent MONTHS on to encounter, every event pokemon from events that will never happen again, and every pokemon that has nostalgic value to me. If that game cartridge breaks, they’re all gone. If Cloud storage would be a thing for pokemon, I’d have a lot less anxiety about gathering all my babies on a single game with the risk of losing ALL OF THEM. Besides, I pay for online service and cloud, and thusfar havent been able to use the feature for my games :/

And definitely compatibility with pro controller. I really do not like the feel of the joycons, nor the pokeball plus, especially not after playing for a few hours, so I’m really hoping we’ll be able to use the pro controller. Considering we seem to be getting the old battle system back instead of Let’s Go’s, I don’t see why they shouldn’t add pro controller compatibility. Besides, I spent a lot of money on this thing, lemme use it >:v

Customization. The new trainers look absolutely adorable, but being able to make your trainer fit your style more is still great and makes things more personal. On one hand I’d love even more options for customization than in SuMo, on the other hand I fear I will never even get anywhere cause I’ll be spending hours mixing and matching outfits :’D I am not at all fashionable irl, but my characters in games have to look tip top. Most importantly, I want gender-neutral stuff!! As in, the option to wear clothes or hairstyles regardless of the gender you picked at the beginning. Give me a girl and the female pronouns, but the option to get the haircut that the boys get and that flannel he wears. For example.

Minigames! Not everyone is a fan of them, but personally I love things like Contests, PokeAthlon, the Underground, Missions in the Festival Plaza, etc. Especially multiplayer stuff. Give me other stuff to do besides battling. And on that note give me fun multiplayer features; besides trading and battling! The feature where you can call for another trainer in Let’s Go seemed fun to me. Being able to connect with other players and joining them in your game to do stuff together. Like how you can invite people to your town in Animal Crossing, go to the island and take on island challenges from Tortimer.

Story-wise, it would be great to have a big long story, also post-game, which doesn’t end too soon, but with the option to skip cutscenes if you so please, and more importantly, have the freedom to also explore. In Sun/Moon, you were constantly forced to go to a very specific location, everything else was blocked, and you had a cutscene every new area. Like, it was all very linear. I love the older games in that regard, where there is a story, but you figure out yourself how to progress without NPCs constantly telling you where to go and what to do. I always have this issue where after I’m done with the story, I’m kind of... lost on what to do next, so personally I love a long story to keep me busy. Give me a serious threat for the antagonists. Team Skull was lovely and I enjoyed their antics, but I want to feel like I’m saving the Galar region or even bigger, rather than just stomping on some bullies, PETA (Plasma) or fashion disasters (Flare). Also gimme an asshole rival. Lately we’ve had a bunch of precious bbies who must be protected, now bring back a rival who deserves an asswhooping and had it coming. :v As for the new gyms with gym masters instead of leaders, I have no opinion yet. I like the good ol’ themed gyms, I liked the trials. The arena thing looks pretty neat thusfar, but there’s not enough info yet for me to have much of an opinion now. I heard a rumor that this game will also have missions you can do to earn rewards & brownie points, and that would be really cool. I always really love missions in RPGs. I’m just hoping that there will be like, a combination of one-time missions AND daily missions so you don’t run out of things to do eventually after completing a whole list.

I’m also hoping that any potential mythical pokemon will come in the form of missions. The whole serial codes giveaways suck. Just entering a code for some random delivery man to appear in the pokemon center, just casually handing you a super rare mythical pokemon like it’s nothing is just bs. Give me new story, sidequests or missions DLC for a mythical pokemon instead. Like Celebi in Crystal + HG/SS, Mew in Emerald, Shaymin and Darkrai in Platinum, and then expand the missions even more. Pokemon Ranger actually did this really well; you had to go on a mission involving the pokemon before you got it.

Finally, maybe a difficulty setting. People always complain that the games are too easy and that you have to use self-imposed rules such as Nuzlockes to make it remotely challenging. Maybe add a normal or easy mode for young kids just getting into the games, including tutorials such as the trainer school so they can get used to how everything works. Make a harder setting for veterans who like the games to have some challenge but are still in it for the story, and a Very Hard/Ultimate mode for competitive players who know every in and out of the game and are looking for a challenge where you really have to balance your team out and know what you’re doing to progress, and for people who can’t care less about the story elements of the games.

[s0ftkwan]

Yooooo friends to lovers seungkwan would be really nice 😊😊

late post…..again sorry but thank u

seungkwan was a family friend you knew since you were like 4

his mom and yours were college friends who were just so excited about seeing each other again when they moved into your neighborhood

they were even more excited when they learned that their children were the same age!!

matchmaking mother time

basically how you actually became close was because of your moms

the constant playdates, the dinners with the fam, the enrolling in the same school

the force behind your relationship with kwan was your own mom

but that didnt mean you hated it!!

seungkwan was literally an angel

an a n g e l

perhaps the nicest boy you have ever met and will ever meet

has the kindest eyes and the purest heart

this was when boo was a soft spoked child with the shyest smile and the smallest giggle

also your second mother most of the time

one time you scraped your knee from chasing a butterfly

found you crying near the creek behind your house

scolded you with the “i told you so” line like how he scolded cheol in the boomboom dancing game thing u know

he would still pull out one of his hello kitty band-aids that he keeps in case you hurt yourself though

remember, just like a mom: only scolds you because he loves cares about you

in turn, you were seungkwan protector #1

you two were in different classes in first grade and he was so scared because you were his bff!! he was such a shy bean w/o u!!

but you squished his cheeks and told him he’d be fine and if he ever need u, you’d be in the room next door

made him feel 10000x better

so lil kwan goes to class but sits beside the mean boy who is known for stealing pencils and teasing ppl

teased seungkwan for having chubby cheeks and mismatching socks the whole day

when classes were finally dismissed, you caught up with seungkwan who had tears forming in his eyes

he didnt even have to say anything and you were already pulling up the sleeves of your jumper ready to fite

the next day you stormed into seungkwan’s classroom and all the kids looked up like?? who u

and you were like “YAH! KID WHO’S BULLYING MY ANGELIC BFF BOO SEUNGKWAN COME OUT HERE AND FIGHT ME LIKE A MAN”

kid almost peed his pants when you forced him to apologize

seungkwan gained so much more confidence in himself and respect for you after that

you two only got closer and closer until high school came along

your dad told you he got a really good job offer in seoul and that he already said yes to it

your family was moving in a week and when you had told seungkwan

boy burst out into tears

“i- *sobs* w-wont m- *cough* miss y-you *chokes* what a-are you t-talking a-bout?“

after a good 2 hours he finally calmed down

helped you pack the whole week

and then ended up crying like that in the airport again

anways

contrary to popular belief, distance didnt create a gap in your friendship with seungkwan

you two definitely called, texted, facetimed, emailed, etc everyday

he texted “fighting!!” to you everyday and would even put in a few more words if he knew you had a big event on that day

you would always call him if he had one to and try to calm him down

and if he didnt answer, you would leave him a voice mail cheering him up

facetiming was your constant thing though

even if you had an important test the next day, whenever you would see his caller id on your screen, you would drop everything and answer it

you would talk about so many things

from popular topics like “taylor swift or katy perry” this is such old news im sorry to the most obscure topic like “are there llamas in the desert??”

you two stayed up just talking to each other one time that you watched the sunrise together through a screen

you could see that he was struggling to keep himself awake as he was humming a song to himself

which then turned into singing

seungkwan was always known for his beautiful voice, but surprisingly you only seemed to truly appreciate it now when he was a hundred miles away from you

it made your heart ache for the boy you grew up with

all you wanted was to see him and tell him how much you love him

…. what

it finally dawned on you that you had fallen in love with your best friend

a few days after that facetime, seungkwan calls you again

he’s screaming half of the time and you’re like ‘boo calm down i cant hear you if im deaf’

he does calm down and excitedly tells you that he’s moving to seoul for college after his graduation!!!

you look at the calendar hanging on the wall and realize that it was his graduation in three days but you couldnt be there ;-(

but you also realize that wOw its been nearly four years since you saw seungkwan?? your best friend?? and crush????

sounds fake but ok

he lets you promise to pick him up in the airport and you tell him of course you’ll be there

fast forward to about a week later

youre at the airport bouncing on the heels of your foot waiting for seungkwan to come out of the arrivals gate

honestly, youre nervous as hell

you havent seen this man in 4 years!!! what if he just looks at you and decides he doesnt want to be your friend anymore?

shove that thought away hoe seungkwan is so loyal to you

your hands get clammy thinking about seeing him DESPITE YOU BEING IN L O V E WITH HIM

youre thinking to yourself ‘homygod this was a mistake i have to leave tAXI WHERE TF IS A TAXI’

but youre too late

because as soon as you know it, you feel a pair of arms wrap around you in a hug

you freeze for a second, finally feeling how fast and hard your heart was beating

“i missed you“

seungkwan’s voice sounded just like honey in your ears

he loosens up just enough for you to turn around and face him

OMG

HES GLOWING

first thing you noticed was that he got soooooo much taller since the last time you saw him

and more handsome as well

his cheeks though

they looked so full and squishy while he was smiling at you

legit me during diamond edge

his eyes crinkled because he was smiling so hard

you just stare at him longer than necessary and his smile gradually disappears and is replaced by a pout

“whats wrong?“

your eyes linger on his lips especially

without thinking

being the absent minded fool you are

you just

dove right in

and kissed him

it was a short peck on the lips, nothing special

just your whole heart exploding but whatever

you quickly pull away when you realized what the frick you just did

you pull yourself away from his arms, which went limp and simply fell beside him

you felt the tears in your eyes realising your mistake

you tried to apologize but

he pulls you back in his arms and just hugs you tightly

“i’ve been wanting to do that since middle school, but looks like you beat me to it“

i love seungkwan so much

[gryewaren]

i was tagged in a couple of games this past week so i’m just gonna make one post answering them all because they’re fun and i have the time so here we go

rules: answer the questions and tag blogs you would like to get to know better tagging: (you can choose what game u wanna do or something lol or ignore if u want but i wanna know u all a bit better <3) @pcnsypcrknsn @polaroids @gansaey @twinminyards @henriettablues @adamparrishes @aridantes @ccress @dirkqently @mavenbarrow @donnattartt @perspective

tagged by: kahlia @monstrouss  ♥ 

nickname/s: kim

gender: female

star sign: cancer 

height:  5′2″ fuc

time: 1:37 pm, i don’t have classes rn which is a fucking miracle

birthday: july 21

favorite bands: mayday parade, pierce the veil, 5sos (yES), fall out boy

favorite solo artists: ed sheeran, sam smith, selena gomez, kaleo, niall horan, james arthur, lauv, lorde

song stuck in my head: laro by autotellic

last movie i watched: in the cinema? thor: ragnarok (11/10 recommend)

last show i watched: black butler, it’s an anime

when did i create my blog: created this one december last year

what do i post: lit, some films, and just anything i find pretty 

last thing i googled: "how to get rid of ‘index’ in photoshop”

do i have any other blogs: nah

do i get asks: what are thoooose

why i chose my url: bc i’m ronan’s bitch

following: 400-something

followers: 1,6k-something

average hours of sleep: 4??? 5???? most of the times i get around 3 hours of sleep bc the universe thinks i dont deserve rest

lucky number: seven

instruments: none

what am i wearing: a shirt and boxer shorts

dream job: a surgeon

dream trip: greece

favourite food: shanghai rolls???? hAHAHA

nationality: filipino

favorite song right now: midnight train by sam smith

tagged by: nicole @nhmesis  ♥ — Relationship Status: ???? — Favourite Colour: soft colors like rose gold, beige/nude, white — Lipstick or Chapstick: lipstick??? — Last Song I Listened To: queen by atronach’s aura — Last Movie I Watched: thor:ragnarok — Top 3 TV Shows: friends / big bang theory / yuri on ice (bc why not) — Top 3 Bands/Artists: mayday parade / ed sheeran / 5sos — Books I’m Currently Reading: the goldfinch

tagged by: shanaz @aphrocilles  ♥

name: karen nickname: kim height: 5′2 birthday: july 21 fave color: beige, white, rose gold 10 most played songs: wolves by selena gomez / the thrill of it all by sam smith / get you by daniel caesar / lie by NF / stranger things by kygo / nightmares by all time low / beside you by marianas trench / drunk by zayn malik / sleep tonight by december avenue / three cheers for five years by mayday parade 7 favorite movies: kill your darlings / the great gatsby / salt  / inception / call me by your name (even tho i still havent seen it) / the curious case of benjamin button / the hangover 1,2, and 3 6 favorites tv shows: im not a big fan of tv shows omg sorry 4 celebrity crushes: selena gomez / angelina jolie / tom cruise / timothee chalamet 1 thing that defines you: is it bad that i can’t think of anything

tagged by: ana @kerahs  ♥

nicknames: kim gender: female sign: cancer height: 5′2 time: 10:56 am birthday: july 21st favorite bands: mayday parade, ptv, fob, 5sos favorite solo artists: ed sheeran, niall horan, sam smith song stuck in my head: HIM by sam smith last movie i watched: thor:ragnarok last show i watched: black butler when did i create this blog: december 31 2016  what do i post: mostly the raven cycle, all for the game, and six of crows. some ya lit edits and the occasional aes posts what did i last google: latin translation (bc of that maggie reply on one on the posts of her tweet) other blogs: deleted them all lol but i used to own vxalentino and hemmosbitch do i get asks: i wish following: 380 followers: 1,669 babes  ♥ average hours of sleep: 3-4 hours??? on school nights lucky number: 7 instruments: zero what am i wearing: fuck im still in my pajamas favorite food: uhm???? last book i read: the goldfinch (but i havent finished it yet, that still counts right?) 3 favorite fandoms: trc, aftg, and yoi

tagged by: victoria @neiljostnss  ♥ 2ND RULE: bold the statements that are true

APPEARANCE: I am 5'7" or taller I wear glasses I have at least one tattoo I have at least one piercing I have blonde hair I have brown eyes I have short(ish) hair My abs are at least somewhat defined I have or have had braces PERSONALITY: I love meeting new people People tell me that I’m funny Helping others with their problems is a big priority for me I enjoy physical challenges I enjoy mental challenges I’m playfully rude with people I know well I started saying something ironically and now I can’t stop saying it   There is something much I would change about my personality ABILITY: I can sing well I can play an instrument I can do over 30 pushups without stopping I’m a fast runner I can draw well I have a good memory I’m good at doing math in my head I can hold my breath underwater for over a minute I have beaten at least 2 people in arm wrestling I know how to cook at least 3 meals from scratch I know how to throw a proper punch HOBBIES: I enjoy playing sports (i used to, sigh) I’m on a sports team at my school or somewhere else I’m in an orchestra or choir at my school or somewhere else I have learned a new song in the past week I work out at least once a week I’ve gone for runs at least once a week in the warmer months I have drawn something in the past month I enjoy writing I do or have done martial arts EXPERIENCES: I have had my first kiss I have had alcohol I have scored the winning goal in a sports game I have watched an entire season of a TV show in one sitting I have been at an overnight event I have been in a taxi I have been in the hospital or ER in the past year I have beaten a video game in one day I have visited another country I have been to one of my favorite band’s concerts RELATIONSHIPS: I have a crush on a celebrity I have a crush on someone I know I have been in at least 3 relationships I have never been in a relationship I have asked someone out or admitted my feelings to them I get crushes easily I have had a crush on someone for over a year I have been in a relationship for at least a year I have had feelings for a friend MY LIFE: I have at least one person I consider a “best friend” I live close to my school My parents are still together I have at least one sibling I live in the United States There is snow right now where I live I have hung out with a friend in the past month I have a smartphone I have at least 15 CDs I share my room with someone RANDOM SHIT: I have breakdanced I know a person named Jamie I have had a teacher with a last name that’s hard to pronounce I have dyed my hair I’m listening to one song on repeat right now I have punched someone in the past week I know someone who has gone to jail I have broken a bone I have eaten a waffle today I know what I want to do with my life I speak at least 2 languages I have made a new friend in the past year

[ifuthinkmylifeismessyseemyhair]

quarantine day 49

okay i’m on 6% and it’s 1:02 am

let’s see what can i write within this condition 😂

today was actually pretty good! a lot of things have happened within one day, actually it’s not that much but at this point, even the smallest things can change my day lmao like for the fact that i cut my hair today💇‍♀️ was so random but i just felt like i need to cut it, let’s see how long until i decided to cut bangs again lol

soooo today i woke up at 12am..talking about trying to wake up early... but for some reason, i felt no guilt at all, actually feel pretty happy maybe because my parents are back at home, i felt the chills 🤔 normally when i plan to do smth and i didn’t do it because of stupid reason eg.my own laziness, i would feel kinda guitly lol because i love failing my own expectations..#fact DONT EXPECT KIDDO IT’S NOT GOOD but that’s me, again #fact, however, this morning i’m that point where i felt like you know what, whatever 🤷‍♀️ i know i will get this done eventually just need to get my shit altogether .. that’s the hard part AHAHHHH i can’t change things that already happened, i can’t change the truth that if i start my thesis faster (like 2m faster) , i would have finished by now #fact lol and i need to stop whining about it.. who’s know? if i start earlier my work might turned out differently, maybe worsen? maybe better? 😂

having that said... shit i cant believe i spent a paragraph saying why i should stop whining

(okay now i put my battery on charging because i still have a lot to write)

like i said today was pretty good :) sitting outside, talking about random things with my fam while i was doing work (not saying it was effective but i did.. did some typing) interestingly, we ended up ordering a new ipad lol... talking about being random.. can’t wait for it to arrive doe! not because i want to use it or anything but because of what’s written on the back AHAHHHHYAHAUHA i will post it here once i got it but let’s just say #punsforlyfe! thanks c!

it’s not this text but i found this relatable 😂 starting to feel like an app i should be deleting is not insta but tiktok instead lmao

and today i get to eat จ๊อปู that my mom bought!!!! it’s SO GOOOOOOOOOOOD, also just realized i havent seen them for almost 3 weeks.. that’s quite a lot but it is a good duration ahahhh otherwise i think we will fight for sure

have a really good conversation during dinner today, i think this is one of the reason why i love today is also because for the first time in awhile, i actually feel like my mind stops all the worries and just be in the present

i know it sound like nth but for an overthinker like me, trust me these moments are precious 😂

lastly, I GOT MY MOON LAMPPPPPPP!!! it’s actually smaller than i thought but still! so! coool! beside the fact that there’s 7 freaking colors, you can adjust the brightness too! tbh i dont really know why i order this and what can i do with this... lamp... however, for some reason, in the process of unboxing it, i was very happy🎁 felt like it was christmas for a sec 🎄 i ended up laying down watching the lights and listening to music for an hour lol, was fun

and yep that’s pretty much what happened today :) it’s not 1:47 am.. i should go to sleep soon,

oh update on my thesis process.. i didn’t finish the findings part BUT still it’s like 3/4 done .. hopefully i will get the conclusion part done tmr so i can start revising for my final😂

at this point, i dont think i will be able to wake up early so...

nitenite!

[askmonsterpiece]

i was tagged by @treasuregal21 and @ask-the-new-soul-pirates so uh im not really sure which questions to answer but i dont want to fill up your dash with them so here they both are under a read more

Rules:

Post the rules

Answer questions by person that tagged you.

Write 11 questions of your own.

Tag 11 people

1) What was the best event you went to? I uh, don’t really have a best, but I had a lot of fun at a maroon 5 concert with my friend. 2) What is your favorite restaurant? CoCo Curry House 3) Do you have any siblings? How many? 6! 4 older sisters and 2 little brothers 4) Sports fan? Yes? Favorite team or sport/ no Not really, but I’ll cheer for who ever. 5) What anime character can you relate to? Usopp...way too much. I remember telling fake stories about fake friends to try to seem cool when I was a kid, and I too am medicore at everything but really really good at 1 specific thing. 6) What is your favorite holiday?

HALLOWEEN

7) Any hobbies? I sew and drawing is also a hobby. Writing is what I mainly do. 8) What is your favorite animal? Owls 9) What were your favorite childhood shows? Codename:KND and Powerpuff Girls WAS MY SHIT 10) What was the best movie you’ve seen so far? I watch too many damn movies. Uh, limited to this decade rn it’s Lego Batman. 11) Besides tumblr, what other social media do you guys use? Twitter, tiny bit of facebook, little of discord, and telegram.

1.What’s your favorite car? Both make and model? A working one with good gas mileage, AC, and windows that roll up and down. 2.Any dream house you may have? (;u;) a house thats nice 3.If you had 24 hours to live, what would you do? skipping this 4.Favorite cartoon? OK K.O. has blown everyone out of the water, but Adventure Time sits strong in my heart. 5.What’s your typical genre of music you listen to? So you know how gorillaz just does everything? That genre. 6.Any recent movie you saw? If so, what? The Dark Tower, was mad about my husband Idris Elba not being the sole focus but wHATEVER I GUESS 7.Do you believe in Cod? *squints* you filt)(y fucking )(omestuck 8.Pirates or Marines? Pirates! 9.If you could be in any anime universe, which one and why? Those universes where 18 year olds are financially independent, cause my ass would be so financially secure at 24 bruh 10.What is a good place to go to in your city? Home, this place sucks lmao actually theres a p good japanese restaurant here, and some nice local places to eat but thats it 11.Ever been in a d&d campaign? If so, any interesting things happen? I’m the DM for one right now! :3c

i havent been keeping up with who’s tagging or who’s been tagged but heres some questions, and its free for anyone to do but ill tag some folks

@askhummingbirdhanako @ask-sleepy-swordsmen @ask-papa-franky @ask-fire-fist @ask-strawhat-nami @askmamavamp @ask-captain-usopp @ask-tiny-sabo @askcharlottesmoothie @askconciergebaccarat  @ask-baby-5

Why did you pick your muse?

Do you cosplay? Yes, who? No, do you want to?

Do you like writing as well? Gimme the deets

If you could swap art styles w/someone who would it be?

Can you cook/bake?

When was the last time you gave yourself a compliment for all the great work you do?

Do you have any pets?

Would you ever eat chocolate dipped oreos?

What’s the dumbest lie you’ve ever told?

Are you the type to make a funny face back when your friend makes a funny face at you?

Do you prefer your hair long or short?