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kkusuka · 3 years ago

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Have I told you I hate weak y/n’s that get pushed around by fangirls? No? Well, I hate them 😊

Let’s have Oikawa, Atsumu, Akaashi, Semi, and Terushima react to their normally calm gf, beat the dog shit out of a fangirl that tried to intimidate her for dating said men above. Reader just has a soft smile before cocking her fist back and boxing her shit before holding up the fangirl and looking to the rest like “You wanna end up like her? No? Then know your place~ ☺️”. Then she faces her bf with a sweet smile and says something affectionate like “I brought you lunch, dear. I made it just how you like it 😄” before kissing his cheek like she didn’t go Muhammad Ali on a bitch

Oikawa Tooru<3

Oikawa’s had more than a few less than pleasant experiences with women

Considering he’s always been surrounded by them, from his sister's friends in middle school and being swarmed by them in High school and college- having women around him was nothing new

And for the most part, they were all pleasant

Giving him little gifts and food- that he always gave to you- and just telling him how much they loved watching him play

All things he can deal with before talking to his favorite girl, you

Though, there have been instances of some bold woman who just never get the hint

Whether it be drunkenness or some weird dream of having Oikawa to herself or just blatant disregard of his relationship

And right now just happens to be one of those times- but now you got a firsthand view of the madness.

Whoever this was clearly didn't understand relationships or personal space for that matter

She had a hand on his chest and was just blubbering about how she would be the best wife for him and would make life so much easier- much more than you do for him- and that was just what you saw from the ten seconds you were in earshot

He would normally laugh it offend continue seeking out autographs but he seemed to be locked in an iron maiden

“I promise! Forget about your girlfriend, she’s useless anyways!” and finally a perfect chance to make yourself known

“Tooru, I have your lun-” you attempted to grab him away, him shooting a pleading look to save him before your wrist was snatched from his arm and tugged away and shoved to the side then pushing your body away from the two

“Back off bitch!”

Now, you were normally a pretty calm person, you knew how to deal with the women and you have been for years.

But you stand by the fact that it was never ok to put your hands on someone- no matter the situation.

But at that moment, you could care less about your silly reparations and breathing methods, that lady put a hand on you and pushed you

You could hear Tooru telling her to keep her hands off you but you just looked around and made sure that everyone saw what had happened, you don't need to be arrested anytime soon

Grabber her arm you detached her from your boyfriends and in the next second your fist was connecting with her face, watching her wither on the floor you turn to your boyfriend who’s now coming towards you

“As I was saying, I have your lunch.”

Atsumu Miya<3

Another guy who’s constantly surrounded by women

Although he is far less appreciative and nice to them, and he makes it a point to be abundantly clear that you are the only woman he will spend the rest of his life with

Something that wasn't too popular with a few specific fans

Every blue moon someone will find his phone number and blow it up with loving messages or try and get his address

The worst it’s been was someone finding his apartment number and thankfully being too far away to come by themselves but they did send some inappropriate images to his PO box and that led him to create an even thinker line between fans and himself

Thankful, the whole of them understood and respected his boundaries

Buuuuut there are always people who go the extra step

Like whoever this is crowding your boyfriend after a win against the Alders with a giant poster of him and a …. Thong

If you were the slightest more stoic you would have held in the laugh that started it all but it seems crazy is crazy no matter how you provoke them

That lady heard you laugh and the flood gates opened, in a split second her hand was on your cheek then she was on the floor holding what you could hope was a broken jaw

You didn't even realize you punched her until a shooting pain went up your wrist

Though before you had a chance to return to your lovely boyfriend, who was standing in the same spot shell shocked (and slightly turned on) hand grabbed your ankle the flung you to the ground

It was, for lack of a better term, a catfight

She was hitting you and you were hitting her and she was screaming random shit about how awful you were to her precious Atsumu- seriously this lady was insane

Nevertheless, security arrived, and let’s just say that you were in much better condition than she was, who knew you could fight so well?

Though you weren't allowed to come to the next game and had to apologize to the heads of the Volleyball association, Tsumu was proud of you and the internet was on your side- so it was kind of a win-win

Akaashi Keiji<3

He surprisingly doesn't have a swarm of fangirls around him

But it’s much much worse, you’d rather have a mob of girls around him than the four specific psychos that never leave the poor guy alone

Everywhere in school at least one of them is watching the two of you, in class, at lunch- no matter where you try and eat- you swear you even saw one at the boba show you pass on your walk home with him

The worst part?

He thinks it’s funny.

It is hilarious to him that you try so hard to keep them away full knowing he would never leave you for the likes of them. It’s just too cute how you puff up your cheeks and huff about them and honestly, it's a breath of fresh air considering how much everyone kisses up to him

Well- he likes it when they are at a distance

On the off chance they get close to him, it's a different story. They truly are intolerable, and they away try bad-mouthing you to him like it was supposed to mean something that they don't like you

And they only ever do it when you’re away- cowards they truly are. And since they’re always watching, as soon as you left to buy the two of you lunch, one of them was on him in an instant

She was annoying and all she could say was ho you were a ‘poison’ in his life and he had to leave you as soon as possible

He didn't even realize you were there until a hand grabbed the back of her uniform and flung her off him. And from the looks of it, falling on the ground really hurt

“I’m a poison? That’s all you could come up with?”

You didn't even have to say another word, she was already out of sight

Not missing a beat, you handed him his lunch and started talking about the latest episode of the volleyball anime you loved.

Semi Eita<3

First off- a total power couple

Not only are you willing to beat a bitch, but he’s also ready to hype you up while you do it

It’s not confirmed you have, but there are rumors that you fought more than a few girls who were less than pleasant. And it’s not like you do anything for rumor control, you just laugh and turn the other way

Still, even with the rumor mill running rampant, some girls still try and shoot their shot

But this girl has to be the boldest woman on planet earth

Not only was she flirting with an openly taken man, but she was flirting with him as he held his arm around your waist. She even looked at you as she spoke to him, the audacity of people these days

“You like music? That’s crazy, I do too!” you wanted her to shut the fuck up as soon as possible.

What pissed you off more was that he knew exactly what he was doing, and he was letting it happen to spite you.

What happened after this you blame solely on the alcohol the party was providing and not on the fact you wanted to clock this girl the moment you saw her

It was just that suddenly your drink was in her face

Then her drink was in her face, and she was running to the bathroom, maybe she should listen to rumors more often because you don't think strawberry daiquiri will come out of a white crop too so easily

Terushima Yuji<3

He’s an ass

But he’s your ass, somehow

He’s a manwhore and an attention-whore, mix that should have been shot before it could grow into something more

By now you're used to the girls slipping him their numbers and hitting him up on every social media site possible and you remain happy to say he doesn't respond- probably too busy dicking you down to care about any of them

Plus, less than 1% of them actually approach them in public, and they just happen to be the most insufferable people on the planet.

Desperation doesn't even describe it

Of that 1%, at least half of them try to touch him, running a hand on his arm, tugging at his clothes, maybe even a strand of his hair, all you can deal with because he knows what’ll happen if he even entertains their advances

But for some reason, the only thing that sets you off is when they mention the tongue piercing.

It invokes a rage unknown within you, the second the metal ball’s mentioned you see red. And he fucking loves it, you could be three prefectures over and the second the girl mentions it, you magically appear at his side like you’d been there the whole time

All of a sudden you’re all over him, disregarding this girls words as she tries to bring the conversation back to her, going as far as grabbing your shoulder, and since she touched you first- you had the green light

Your arm pulled back and your fist connected to her cheek

And like nothing ever happened you turned back to the blond

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redrose-arrow · 3 years ago

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hi Duncan x halt anon here and you have NO IDEA what you’ve just unleashed (IVE BEEN WANTING TO TALK ABOUT THESE TWO FOR SO LONGN) but you said to go ahead and I will until it gets annoying!!!

ANYWAY so these two are...pretty different, right. But in the books Duncan lets Halt get away with a LOT and genuinely values him & Halt does have at minimum SOME respect for Duncan, bc I don’t think Duncan would tolerate just straight-up disrespect, but their dynamic is “very good friends friends who’ll tease/bully each other” more so than “loyal follower & royal leader”. SO what I’m thinking: after Crowley & Halt rescue him from the castle & they’re on their way to the tournament, Duncan realizes Halt is That Guy From The Ball That Duncan Totally Wasn’t Crushing On From Afar, and he’s like....BUT THEY SAID YOU WERE DEAD so Halt yanks him aside while Crowley’s distracted and is like “SHUT UP ILL TELL YOU LATER.” Duncan won’t tell Crowley or the others even if Halt doesn’t wanna explain but he IS very confused & Halt knows he won’t stop pestering him for an explanation...So he tells Duncan the story, late one night by the campfire, when Crowley is fast asleep. Halt keeps his voice low and he’s kinda reluctant to tell it at first but he gets through it, tells Duncan all about how his own brother resented him for being heir to a throne he never wanted in the first place, how he saw Ferris change and become more distant and manipulative over the years, how he witnessed firsthand how power could corrupt a man (and has the scars to prove it). Duncan asks about his parents, because surely they would’ve recognized the attempts on his life? “They fought too much to notice,” Halt says dismissively. “Even if they didn’t, I was hardly the son they would’ve wanted on the throne—Ferris was more charismatic, more amiable. I was the firstborn but he was their favourite, and I couldn’t quite bring myself to ruin that for them.” And he talks, eventually, about his little sister Caitlyn; the only one who saw what was going on and believed him when he told her, fever-ridden and delirious from a batch of “spoiled shrimp”, that Ferris was trying to kill him. The words come easier when Halt talks about Caitlyn and there’s something like a smile curled on his lips, and Duncan’s heart sorta skips a beat in his chest because Oh Right, I Used To Have A Crush On This Guy And It Turns Out I Still Kinda Do!!!! And then Halt talks about how Pritchard found him and how his mentor is the only one besides his terrible family who knows the truth about him & why he left, and maybe he doesn’t say it outright but he 100% implies that Pritchard is just so important to him. Like “father that I’ve never had, except I did have a father but he sucked and Pritchard was just so much kinder & better” kind of important

I took the liberty of copy-pasting your second ask so that no one else has to wait for the rest :)

"part 2 bc that was getting long,,,, ANYWAY, so Duncan and Halt stay up a bit longer talking—they move away from Ferris’ assassination attempts and just chat about other stuff for a bit. Duncan enjoys having another person to relate to abt the tediousness & honestly? the loneliness of royal life, and Halt honestly doesn’t expect to enjoy talking to someone else this much. The only other person he’s really connected to since coming to Araluen is Crowley, but Crowley is just enough of a bastard for Halt to tolerate (and maybe even like), so it’s a surprise that the other person he can connect with is a straight-laced prince. Also Duncan’s basically like “okay so this guy is an (ex?) crown prince, he’s INSANELY skilled & actually very funny in a deadpan, sarcastic way, AND he’s helping me take back my kingdom from an evil baron....yeah I can get behind this”. So yadda yadda they get through the confrontation with Morgarath at the tournament, and, true to his word, Duncan doesn’t tell any of the others about Halt’s background. At the end of the book when Pritchard is murdered, Duncan hears about it from Baron Arald and he’s like....oh, shit. He tracks down Halt and Crowley, both of whom are appropriately enraged and grieving, and makes proper funeral arrangements for Pritchard & allows them some time off to process their grief. Afterwards he goes to Halt privately, bc now he’s the only one who knows abt Halt’s childhood & he knows Halt lost more than a dear mentor—and Halt’s in his cabin being very short-tempered and snappy with him but Duncan just sits and waits. And eventually the anger kinda drains out of Halt, and he sits down at the table w Duncan and over ale they share stories about man who’d been like a father to Halt; Duncan didn’t know him all that well, but Pritchard had been around the castle enough when Duncan was a child for him to remember some of the chaos the man had caused. Halt tells a tale or two of his own and explains, a lottttt later when he’s drunker than he should be in front of the almost-king, that Pritchard had saved his life—they’d met while Halt was still at the castle and Pritchard had taught him how to swim some months before Ferris tried to drown him. But it was more than that, Halt tells him, it was so much more than that. Pritchard had been a safe haven, had given him refuge, had given him hope when he needed it most. And now he was gone and Halt was just..... he doesn’t finish the sentence but Duncan nods and says “I know”. Because yeah, he does know. And they sit in silence for a while longer, not as an (almost) King and Ranger but as two men who know what it’s like to be alone.

And now they don’t have to be!!! AND THIS ONLY COVERED THE FIRST TEY BOOK I have,,,, so many more things to say about these two but I THINK this has gotten long enough so 💀 I’ll leave this here. Ty for listening to my rant abt medieval middle-aged gays :D (also disclaimer: at this point, I think Duncan would be more or less the only one with some developing romantic feelings. But then again this only covers the first book, so Halt’s own revelation would come later)"

ANON YOU'RE RIGHT ABOUT EVERYTHING.

Their dynamic is indeed just that. Duncan recognising him out of the blue and Halt having to physically shut him up? Legendary. Duncan feeling his crush return? Amazing.

I never thought about Duncan and Halt relating about royal life but it makes so much sense??? especially just talking about the lessons and the trouble having friends etc etc. The resulting whole no-longer-alone thing has me *this* close to tears. Duncan then tracking down Halt -- he 11/10 w o u l d. Halt being angry and then just almost sobbing while Duncan has no idea wtf he should do but the fact that he's there and he's listening means everything to Halt.

Anon, I have absolute 0 regrets unleashing this. Awfully bold of you to assume that it'll get annoying. You fully got me now, I'm shipping them hard. I'm invested. Please do elaborate whenever you wish. I will gladly listen to more rants about medieval middle-aged gays. Go ahead.

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drewsjasmine · 3 years ago

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What are your expectations for S2 of Blindspotting?

Ask is from a couple days ago but it’s very fitting for right now!!

- I NEED to see Ashley go more in depth as to why she isn’t angry at Miles and why she blames herself for his being in jail. I’m pretty sure we can all imply why but it bothers me that they just skimmed over the fact that she dropped that “all because YOU did ME a favour” line

- I also need to see Miles and Ashley actually hold eachother?? Because the only time we see that (non ghost!miles) is in episode one and I am YEARNING

- I really want to see what happens to Earl. Knowing D and R they probably won’t make it seem all rainbows and sunshine but I need to know what happens to him (and if James gets fired bc he deserves)

- More Trish and Ashley now they they’re officially sisters!! Although i’m still boggled as to how a bit of shrooms magically cured all their issues lol. I’d love to hear them just talk their past issues out woman to woman without any sugarcoating

- More Janelle and Ashley too ofc. I would love for them to do a “Back in Time” episode to when they were all young or teens and just see how their relationships were at such a young age. I would also love to see an episode dedicated to Mashley’s development because all they do is talk about their past but we haven’t got to see it firsthand

- Collin of course and what he so desperately needs to tell Miles when he gets back…hmm

- I know we’re supposed to hate her but I really wanna know how my girl Val is doing 😩 miss ha

- Janelle dropping that bomb in the last ep was so uncalled for bc now i need to know what the hell Mustafa did to her??? like why leave us hanging like that

- Speaking of Janelle I need some sort of love confession between her and Earl cause…they really served roommates to lovers and I need to win

- I would love to see more characters expand and dive into verse or other types of art. Seeing that with Earl was insane and unexpected so I truly hope they try it with other characters

- I’d love to see Sean/Atticus in more individual scenes tackling his feelings w/ his dad being in jail. Atticus ate episode 7 I fear

- More easter eggs!! I know it must’ve been hella hard for them to put it all together but honestly that’s what made the show so personal (especially to those who are from the Bay)

- I need to see more of those awesomeeeee side characters. They made the show WHOLE. Not only do I need them to keep Anthony as Yorkie (I’m begging) but I need to see Jacque, Nancy, Viv, Cuddie, Maria, Chonkie, Scotty, Carl (and his weird ass nonsense), Rob, and literally alll them cool side characters. I loved them

- And finally I would LOVE to see Miss Jasmine directing/shadowing since she said she really wants to 😊 more of her behind the camera is always amazing.

#heart = full #blindspotting #jasmine cephas jones

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fallen029 · 4 years ago

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I’ve sat on this since the summer. Y’all think we should finish it? Or scrap it?

He proposed to her in the most beautiful fashion.

A trip, just the two of them, out to the coast. With sunshine glinting off the water as they overlooked the ocean from the balcony of the little cottage he rented for the week. Over dinner, during their glasses of wine, with a knowing look in his typically dark eyes, but they were just as alight as her own that early evening. And of course, there was a diamond ring to top off the event, with the slayer bowing to her, the only woman, only person he ever would.

It was perfect. Everything Mirajane could have ever wanted. It took place during the middle of their trip though so it was hard, she found, to stay away from her siblings and friends awaiting the good news back home. She chastised Lisanna and Lucy both for keeping it from her, as they both had assisted Laxus in picking out the ring, but they each laughed and it was so perfect.

They’d be married in the Magnolia Cathedral, in front of all their family and friends, and it would be the event of the year, no doubt, not only for their guild, but the higher ones as well, and it would take a lot of planning, a lot of work, but Mirajane couldn’t wait.

But…

There was still something that they needed to do first.

“I want to meet your mother.”

Laxus snorted some, when Mirajane brought this up over breakfast one morning. He was glancing over the paper while sipping at his coffee, mostly trying to plot out what he was planning on doing with his next week entirely free. There were no new S-Class jobs, but the Thunder Legion were still out on their lower level one, and that meant, to him, that he was going to be able to do whatever he wanted for the next few days.

Until, of course, his woman spoke.

“Can’t,” he replied simply. “She’s dead.”

“She is not.”

“Is so.”

“Laxus-”

“What are you on about anyways?” he griped as she came to drop a plate of food in front of him. Piled high with eggs, hash browns, and greasy sausage, the sigh of the plate was enough to get the man to immediately drop his newspaper. Stealing a glance over at where his girlfriend was fixing her own plate, he kept up, “What’s up with you and my mother?”

“You mean my future mother-in-law?”

“Mira-”

“I know she’s not really dead,” she told him bluntly. “That you just tell people that.”

“How do you know? Huh? That you’re not really dragging up some deep childhood trauma for me? And aren’t being really insensitive right now?”

“Because I went to Master.”

“Why did you talk to that old geezer,” he griped, “about my life? Huh? Where do you get off?”

“Uh, I get off at my fiance sending checks to another woman every few months,” she told him bluntly as, returning to the table, she only raised an eyebrow at him. “Would you rather I have called off the engagement when I noticed you writing the letter? Or asked Master who Elise Dreyar is?”

“How are those my only two op- And hey.” He glared this time. “How did you even find the checks, huh? Or letters?”

“Laxus, come on.” She gave him a look of her own. “You know I’m going to snoop through your things. Without a doubt. Don’t play dumb.”

“You’re tricky.”

“And you’re avoiding the question?”

“What’s the question?”

“Why,” she insisted then, “have you been hiding the fact your mother is alive from me?”

And…

It wasn’t an easy thing to talk about.

At all.

People who’d been in the hall for decades probably didn’t even know the full story. Not really. It was just as well assumed that Laxus’ mother, whoever she was, had passed away at some point during his childhood and left him without the demented Ivan and the very busy Makarov to raise him. It was such an easy story to recount, such a common troupe for the numerous kids who’d been raised in the hall, that it needed no questioning.

Would would you even question?

The allusive Makarov? Or the agitated Laxus?

It was a topic that seemed to be buried and done with and very few people wished to dig further.

But Mirajane was hardly just anyone. She was the soon-to-be bride of the guild’s most cantankerous slayer and there was a lot of ceremony, she felt, to be had in being inducted into the Dreyar clan. They had a rich history in the Fairy Tail guild and while she had more than made a mark for herself under her maiden name, the idea of now being forever entwined with the guild’s first family gave her a further cementing into the hall’s lore.

If she was going to become the future Mrs. Dreyar, then she didn’t see how it was outlandish to request access to the former.

The woman had the dragon by his tail anyways and, at her request, gave in with only a tad bit of griping. She wanted to meet his mother? Was she completely sure? Absolutely sure? Because he wasn’t going to write her saying they were coming if Mira was only going to chicken out.

But she was no coward. And though she had some hesitance over the fact she was potentially leading Laxus into an unfavorable situation that he wasn’t prepared for, she also also steadfast in needing this for her own confirmation. One last piece of the puzzle of the Dreyar family before she knew, with absolute certainty, that she was meant to be one of it’s members.

She expected the worse.

Considering Ivan’s known insanity, she imagined the woman was much the same. Perhaps locked away in one of those dreadful asylums. Or, oh, what if she was a terrible recluse? Living out in the woods somewhere, all alone? Maybe a wicked old woman, living in her ivory tower on the edge of the continent, scowling and smiting anyone who got near?

Mira’s many thoughts and fears were proven all for not as, when they boarded the train, it was headed to a small town a few hours away that, from all she knew of it, was just a cozy little beach town. Unremarkable.

She didn’t know why she was so disappointed, but she truly was.

Laxus, equal parts his motion sickness and not really wanting to make the journey, spent the time white-knuckling and trying not to barf. His soon-to-be wife was very concerned with him, as she usually was in such situations, but he was still rather pissed about the whole thing and didn’t pretend for once as if her measures were doing anything to aid him.

She was the one causing him pain this time.

And he wasn’t going to pretend otherwise for her own benefit.

The man had refused to give her any true info on what they were going to be presented with, once they got to his mother’s place. He claimed that, if she wanted to go, she’d have to see it all firsthand. And while Mirajane knew he was doing this as one last fail safe, she found she liked it better that way.

Whoever Elise Dreyar was, it was only right that she got her chance to tell her side of the story, before the man raised by Ivan and Makarov got a chance to interject.

Laxus wasn’t completely certain on the directions, when they got off at the train station. While Mira remarked on how nice it must be, his mother living in such a bustling city, he only retorted that he’d only been a few times.

“:When I was younger,” he went on as he looked over some directions he’d scrawled on a piece of a paper. “And c’mon. Left up here.”

His mother actually lived on the outskirts of town, in a tiny little yellow house. The grass was a bit overgrown and Laxus grumbled about it, just a bit, as they walked up the porch steps to the door. Knocking his knuckles against the white door, Laxus was still annoyed, it seemed, when a middle-aged woman opened up.

“I give you enough money to get your grass cut,” Laxus complained with a glare, “and you don’t use it? And look at your bushes- Someone needs to trim them. If you’re not going to do it-”

“Laxus,” Mirajane remarked with a frown and a glare up at the man. “What is your-”

“Fuck off.” The woman who opened the door stood there with a glare, her eyes the same auburn shade as the man before her. “The boy who comes around to do it’s sick, huh? Is that what you wanna hear?”

“I wanna hear,” Laxus retorted, “that you didn’t spend it all on booze.”

“Laxus!” Mirajane tapped his arm then, but he only continued to glare at his mother, the woman snorting then and turning to walk off further into the house.

“Come in then, I guess,” the woman griped and there was a bit of a roughness to her voice, raspy-ness, maybe. As Laxus did so, Mirajane hesitated for a moment, finally doing as the slayer had hoped; second guessing herself.

Still, she came forward, walking into the home expecting the worse. But she was greeted to it. Just quaint, maybe a bit dusty and cluttered home that she could imagine just about any single person living in. There was an overflowing ashtray though, a cigarette still smoldering in it, and as she went to retrieve it, Laxus only snorted at their surroundings.

“Clean for my arrival, Mom?” he questioned, but the woman only rolled her eyes, running one hand through her stringy blonde hair while the other plucked the cig right back out of her mouth.

“Gonna introduce me to your woman?” she asked instead, glancing Mirajane over now. In response, the barmaid stood to attention, giving the older woman the best smile she had. It was the one that landed her the slayer, after all (and nearly every other man she wanted), but her fiance’s mother only seemed to look right through it.

“Mom,” Laxus finally grumbled, “this is Mirajane. Mira, this is my mother.”

“Hi!” Mirajane bounced some, standing at the man’s side with her shining blue eyes at their maximum pop. “It’s so nice to-”

“That’s what I am, huh?” the woman cut her off. “Laxus? Your mother?”

“Fuck, you better be,” he complained then. “All the jewels I’ve sent you-”

“That is the second time,” she kept up, “that you’ve brought that up today. I never asked you to keep sending me money, Laxus. I asked you, once, to help me out-”

“How would you pay for your bills?” he retorted with a huff of breath through his nose. “If I didn’t? You don’t work-”

“I have,” she cut him off, “a bad hip.”

“Oh, yeah, sure.”

“I do.” And it was to Mirajane that she looked now. “His father pushed me down a flight of-”

“Don’t bring Ivan,” Laxus growled then, “into this. That nearly thirty years ago.”

“And I’m still hurting from it, so what does that tell you?”

“Um,” Mirajane finally spoke up, reaching a hand over to pat gently now at the arm of her seething slayer. “I think maybe we should all just take a breath. Okay? I’m really glad to meet you. Laxus… Well, he hasn’t really had a chance to tell me much about you, but-”

“That’s because of his grandfather,” the woman offered with ease and Laxus huffed, but didn’t rebuke this.

“Master?” Mirajane questioned with a bit of a frown. “You think that Master doesn’t like you?”

“Master.” And she mocked it, the woman did, as the word left her mouth. “So you’re one of them, are you? A Fairy Tail member?”

“An S-Class one,” Mira kept up. “Yes.”

“You’re speaking to the Demon Mirajane,” Laxus said then, glancing down at his fiancee before back at his mother. “I’m sure you’ve heard of her.”

“Can’t say I have,” his mother remarked, crossing an arm over her chest as she tapped her foot, as if thinking. At Laxus’ snort though, she added, with a hint of sincerity, “I don’t keep up much with wizards these days. Not really my thing.”

“W-Well, I really don’t go out on jobs that often anymore, anyways,” Mirajane assured the woman. “I actually work in the bar.”

“The bar?”

“In the hall. Master gave me a job there, serving the drinks after… After I had an accident, out on a job.” Mira looked off then, still a tangled mess, deep down, over the early days surrounding that transition. Blinking away the thoughts, she said, “It was many years ago though, now.”

“Yeah.” She paused to take a draw then, Elise did, before remarking, “Makarov really has a way of helping out young women. And girls. Doesn’t he?”

“Mom.” Laxus was the one that took steps then, towards her, and when he reached out, it was to rest his palms on her shoulders. “Let’s just take a seat, alright? You can… Mira wants to hear. From you. About whatever you want to tell her. So let’s just do that and then we can go back to normal, okay? How things have always been.”

How things had been.

She nodded at that, turning away from him before gesturing towards the couch and loveseat.

“Make yourselves comfortable, I guess,” she said then. “Don’t got a lot, but-”

“It’s very nice,” Mirajane insisted to her as she went to take a seat on the couch, the slayer having to take a deep breath before following suit. “How long have you lived here?”

“Oh, what’s it been, Laxus?” Elise perched herself in a nearby recliner where, on a side table, another ashtray sat. Stabbing out her smoke in it, she questioned, “Not twenty years, yet, has it? Since your grandfather ran me out of Magnolia?”

And he swallowed it, this time, whatever he was going to say, instead sitting back in his seat and staring straight ahead. Mirajane, after glancing at the man, leaned forwards, eyes on the woman in question.

“I’ve never had a problem with Master,” she told the woman simply. “He’s only ever taken care of me and everyone I know. And the guildhall. What-”

“Makavor’s an old man. Was then too, I guess,” she sighed, thoughtfully, before shaking her head. “But now he’s a weaker one. A remorseful one, maybe. Wouldn’t surprise me. Laxus says the same things about him. Don’t you, Laxus?”

Focused completely in a painting then, across the room, Laxus imagined himself there. In the little row boat encapsulated forever there, on a quiet pond, with a surrounding still forest. How nice it seemed, then, to the typical active man, to just be sitting somewhere quiet, somewhere scenic and implying solitude. It had been a bit, since he craved something so fully.

“Gramps took care of me,” he told her simply. “While you and Ivan couldn’t.”

“Couldn’t.” She made that same kind of snorting noise as her soon, looking away as well as she say, “Your grandfather wouldn’t let me.”

“I don’t understand,” Mirajane said with a frown. “What happened? I mean, I know that Ivan-”

“You don’t know,” the other woman assured her, “Ivan.”

“But I do. I mean, I haven’t met him, but-”

“Ivan is a terrible person,” Elise began and though this was hardly up for debate, Laxus still found himself huffing and shifting uncomfortably. “And his father spent years, literal years, defending him and protecting him from the consequences of his actions.”

Mirajane, who’d never seen the man have anything, but contempt for his only son, frowned some as she sat back. Slowly, she asked, “When were you and Ivan together? And for how long?”

“I met him when I was young. And stupid. And thought that mages were all the rave. They were.” She waved her hand. “Ivan and I were together, off and on, for five or six years before we had Laxus.” She paused then, but her tone was different now and, as it was her tone to shift, she only shook her head. “Things were always hard, because it is hard, for a wizard. On them and their family. But with Ivan… He wasn’t always so bad. But when he was bad… And then Makarov, when I finally, truly, decided to get away from him, he decided that I wasn’t fit-”

“So you’re not going to tell her?” Laxus questioned then, eyes finding his mother once more as, clearly, he wouldn’t be able to hold his tongue. “About how youw ere sleeping around? And you fucking left, Ivan, fine, but you left me too and told Makarov you weren’t coming back.”

“I did,” she told him harshly, “come back. And you have no idea what Ivan-”

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actual-corpse · 4 years ago

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I actually feel sick thinking about the upcoming election?

This is entirely new?

I'll admit, I fucked up big time by just, sitting by complacently and not voting in 2016... Honestly I didn't and still don't like Hilary Clinton (and I think it's mostly misogyny! -I hate that I feel this way! It's something I'm working on but it's kinda hard because it stems from trauma... I'm not making excuses and I'm not proud). I see now where complacency got me... And I honestly don't believe America can withstand another 4 years of Trump before my generation fucking collapses the system and is left trying to make something new and better (without accidentally communisming). Also... 4 years ago, I didn't know for sure who I was and thought I had nothing to worry about (man... that white, cishet, able-bodied, not openly agnostic privilege can fuck you up)... I -there's a point to all this somewhere... an admission of guilt? A call to action?

In a similar vein.... Fucking Republicans... I just... they have so many ass backwards conspiracies about how Democrats are going to throw away mail-in ballots and how they're communist, and how they hate Trump and why.... Fucking... I was getting an estimate for my mirror and fucking... oh my god... The owner says, "if they start sending out Truml 2020 masks, these idiot democrats won't be so keen on making people wear them!" And I just stood there like, 'do you people know how fucking insane you sound?!'.... I mentioned Democratic Socialism and my mom saw that as an excuse to offload another batshit conspiracy! I DIDN'T SAY ANYTHING ABOUT ACTUAL FUCKING DEMOCRATS AND SHE JUST... GOES OFF ON HOW ALL THEY WANNA DO IS LINE THEIR POCKETS WITH THE MONEY WE'D TAKE FROM THE RICH! And I was like (in my head), 'the fucking Republicans are already doing that... except they're taking money from you and me you dumb bitch..."

I don't understand! THE FUCKING LENGTHS THEY'LL GO! The same goes for cishets lol... the lengths they'll go (re: "Sappho and her friend" stories)...

In the same vein... Do you know how elated I was when I heard that Andy Beshear became governor? Gov. Bevin was so blatantly queerphobic (and probably racist... Idk... I didn't hear about it)... Even though I'm closeted at home, it didn't mean that I wasn't worried about my LGBT+ siblings and how Bevin's bullshit might've affected them... (Bevin also really fucked up education here in Kentucky... Teachers were fucking protesting for so long... I think I mentioned how his jackassery affected MSU [because that's what I've seen firsthand] and how great that's been)

#long post #very sorry #politics #go vote if you can #remember the mail in stipulations #the republicans are rigging the election #vent #sorry #i just... have feelings #im sorry

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theskeletonflowers · 6 years ago

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about hate towards other idol groups

you making a whole ass tweet/video/compilation about an idol’s not so great times says a lot more about you as a person than it does about them

you and others trending a campaign to end bullying and then supporting the hatred towards another group with no evidence (no, a video of a group laughing and smiling during another performance is NOT proof, get your head out of your biased ass) says a lot more about you as a person than it does the idol

funny how the DDDD music video scene with Jisoo and the camera-guns came true, and it always will time after time with so many other idols. I am so tired and frustrated at this awful culture of hate that has surfaced within the international fan community.

As someone who has been a fan of kpop for over 10 years now (I guess i’m ‘old’???), here’s what I have to say to anyone who’s a little new/ doesn’t know anything about how the kpop industry works:

1. Everything is fabricated. Your faves stage personalities, what they wear, how they dance, how they look....for the most part, it is not their choice. ESPECIALLY if they’re a girl group, and regardless of what company they are a part of. Watch literally any trainee account video on youtube and you will hear the same thing- strict rules, strict restrictions. Not being allowed to touch/whip your hair too much during a performance, don’t smile, don’t jam to another group’s performance....etc. Wanna take a guess at what happens when they break those rules? They get punished.

2. As we saw earlier this year with the unexpected loss of a beloved idol, we have NO IDEA of any of our faves mental state, we have no idea what goes on behind the practice room doors. Years as a trainee is NOT meant to make them better entertainers- it is to instill loyalty into trainees by making them go to extreme lengths with their body in order to achieve their dreams. Why do you think kpop performances are so lackluster to begin with? These kids want to be famous- but with strict cultural hierarchies with age and seniority, they are forced to go to awful lengths to get there. We’ve seen firsthand the effects that fame has on young western artists who go on to have meltdowns in their adult life. People like Jennie, Minzy, Jungkook, etc probably have an altered worldview with their childhoods essentially taken from them. By jumping on the hate bandwagon, you make it worse. You are a part of the problem.

3. ALL IDOLS WORK HARD. Why an idol’s performance is not up to par, we will never know. But there is literally NO IDOL (aside from maybe TVXQ, Suju, BB, note that i say male groups) that would not get flack from their agency for not giving two fucks on stage. BTS would probably get reprimanded. EXO would get reprimanded. Female groups would be reprimanded. Idols really don’t have as much power in an agency as fans seem to think. Look at CL and YG- literally everyone was calling CL YG’s golden girl and that she was so extremely favourited, but look- he shafted her. Hyuna? Cube’s main source of income, 10+ years in the industry? Shafted. SNSD? THE top asian girl group who could beat out Big Bang for daesang awards? 10 year anniversary ruined, group basically dissolved. EXO? Being slowly buried despite their increasing album sales. All of these artists work hard, but guess what- if they legitimately did nothing and ruined a performance, they would be outta there. Companies don’t care. Jennie? Get this- BP are an insanely popular group. YG isn’t addressing Jennie’s lack of charisma because she’s selling well. If she was a detriment, AND she didn’t sell well? You bet YG would throw her in the dungeon.

If you’ve made it to the bottom of this post, I hope you take something away from this. Grow up, and stop hating on groups. Because even if you’re their die hard fan, you will NEVER know what goes on behind the scenes and what they have to go through to be on stage. You never know when those comments will be taken to heart and will ruin their mental health.

Call out an artist for being racist, sexist, homophobic, ignorant etc. that’s valid shit to denounce them for. But not standing up to bow when their top is being held together with broken safety pins and their shorts are riding up their ass? please.

#jennie #blackpink #momoland #bts

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bwepcoast · 2 years ago

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ok after nine or ten consecutive hours of final fantasy five with the pals i feel both more and less insane at the same time. im gonna tell you about how its goin

the story is a w f u l. its so bad. its atrocious its SO bad oh my god. the writing is really really really bad and nothing makes any sense. everything feels so contrived and I really dislike the story, it’s 100% the weakest part of the game. Every piece of dialogue, every plot point, every single development in the story so far no joke without exception has been REALLY bad. It’s not nearly as bad as later ff stories I’ve heard about but it’s really, really bad.

the gameplay kicks ass though. Combat is really really fun and the depth of the jobs system is fuckin rad. I really enjoy playing the game and I’ve been having a lot of fun! Boss fights are difficult! It’s challenging! I’m not a fan of random encounters but that’s only a really small complaint. Parts of the jobs system reminds me of something you'd see in Guild Wars 1, which I consider one of the best games I’ve played. So the gameplay is REALLY GOOD. I woke up this morning and my first thought was “man I wanna play more final fantasy” which is not a thought I ever envisioned myself having. The game is fun so far beyond my wildest expectations.

And so I’m feeling less insane because ah! I’ve found a part of the game that’s REALLY GOOD! I understand how people like this! I see!!

But also more insane because apparently people generally dislike the gameplay and like the story????? Brother are we playing the same game?????? The game with the kickass gameplay and the nonsense story????? It seems to me like lots of folks are mischaracterizing these games, at least in my opinion.

Well yeah. I’m having a great time. We started with 5 because Juni recommended it as the game that best shows what she considered the series to be about. But we’re also gonna play at least 7 and 13 (because 7 is the one I hear the most about online and i hear 13 is considered the weakest game in the series, and I want the firsthand experience of both ends of the spectrum). I’m having so much fun this is really fun!! thanks for readin!

#bweppost #in which we're playing ff5

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voidendron · 4 years ago

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some more Shenanigans™, this time from yesterday's SnV GF run:

one of my friends needed it for one of their weekly priority objectives, so we put together an impromptu group that was half Catz, half pugs. (we'd wanted to do HM since we haven't done it for a while, but didn't want to pug half the group and had to settle for SM rip)

since we usually prefer not to pug tanks + healers when we can help it, they swapped to a tank to solo-tank it, and asked if I would wanna try solo healing to make the run more of a challenge

first of all: two of the pugs we got are people we've run with before. one is from our current raiding guild, and the other from a guild the Catz left (he seemed happy to see us again, and it was nice doing a run with him again!). second: everything. fucking. m e l t e d. like. holy shiii- Titan 6???? was in burn phase within like less than 30 seconds of jumping to its second location??? the DPS in that run was fucking insane

in regards to the DPS, healing some of them became a nightmare on adds because they'd rip aggro away from anything the tank wasn't focusing their attacks on but ooooh my god I've said it before and I'll say it again, solo healing is so much fun and I really hope to do it more often (idk what HPS I should be pulling, but there were a few points I was at 15k+ with 90+% eff and I'm like. so proud of that omg??)

on Olok, the tank told everyone to just keep their tokens and our sorc buddy (iirc she was on her merc for this run) started laughing in voice when I begged them to at least take out the frontliners-

except that DPS pushed the fight so quickly that it bugged and the elevator opened before anyone could even use a single coin

our tank was delighted

I was terrified 😂

it went surprisingly well considering the shitshow of a droid layout we got in row 3, tho anything not held by the tank aggro'd straight for me, the jugg, or sorc pug

also during the Operators, when we have to run through town killing the teams? our tank decided to be a little shit and pulled

every

single

droid

they saw

I was panicking trying to heal everyone, getting LOS'ed and out of range since we're so scattered, while our buddy is laughing and I can just imagine our tank cackling like a villain as they beeline for the next droid. the pugs thought it was funny, too kajls;djls

Styrak was soooo fun to heal!! I usually try to throw out off-DPS when I'm healing, but there was so much damage going out that about the only time I could do that was during the DPS check with Giant Styrak

...I also found out how poor DPS juggs are with handling AOE damage. like. I hear people say it all the time, but being on a healer and seeing it firsthand just how much damage he took from the dragon's jumps??? goddamn

during burn phase, where the dragon's putting out raid-wide damage, I just couldn't keep him up even with my big heals and he became the first & only death in that run

I really hope they let me solo heal more often!! it's so much fun omg-

although I don't think Chakem is amused with being dragged into so many battles lately. poor guy's a pacifist 😂

#swtor #blitz plays #oliver vs ops #blitz rambles

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antagonist-chan · 7 years ago

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So, last night, I added a bunch of Neps to my Sims game.

Specifically, I made three households:

Lowee: Blanc White Heart, Rom White Sister, and Ram White Sister

Misc CPUs: Vert Green Heart, Uzume Tennouboshi, and Peashy Yellow Heart

Lastation Planeptune: Noire Black Heart, Ultra Noire Black Heart, Uni Black Sister, Plutia Iris Heart, Neptune Purple Heart, Big Nep, and Nepgear Purple Sister

I gave them the canon relationships (Noire, Ultra Noire, and Uni are sisters; Blanc, Rom, and Ram are sisters; and Neptune, Nepgear, and Big Nep are sisters), added the near-canon relationships (Ultra Noire and Plutia are dating), and added my ships (Neptune and Noire are married (they’re my OTP, how could they not?, and Nepgear and Uni are married).

Also, I made them all Young Adults except for Peashy, who is instead a Teenager. I was originally gonna make Rom and Ram Teenagers and make Peashy a Child, but the game wouldn’t let me make Blanc their sister unless they were all the same age (which is dumb, it’s perfectly possible in-game for a Young Adult to be the sibling of Teenagers even without fiddling with the ages, but whatever), so I aged all three of them up by 1.

I actually have a mod added to my installation of Sims 3 that makes it so that Sims around town are more likely to make drastic life choices, and I actually get updates on their life choices (like when they gain a skill, or get a promotion, or start a new relationship, or gets into a fight, or whatever). So, even though I just added the CPUs to my town while continuing to play the Nelson-Goth family that I’ve been playing, I still got to witness their adventures.

For instance, I gave Plutia the lifetime wish of “Heartbreaker” (which is “be the girlfriend of ten different Sims”), and I’m pretty sure that that’s why I almost instantly started getting notifications about her relationship with Ultra Noire being rocky, and even witnessed them fighting firsthand when Alexander (one of my Nelson-Goth Sims) was working out at the gym and they got into an argument by the exercise machines. However, I got no notifications about Neptune and Noire (to my annoyance, just like how I’m annoyed about getting no notifications about the Sims I made of myself and IA, even though they’re married because of course I married myself to IA, my blog’s aesthetic design is basically one big send-up to how gay I am for her), and I’ve gotten several notifications about how Nepgear and Uni are basically the greatest couple ever who never fight and seem to be in a perpetual newlywed state.

Also, Peashy started a romance with one of the random teens around town. And Uzume is one of Alexander’s coworkers, because they’re both in the Criminal profession (because of course Uzume, a freedom fighter, would be a criminal). Rom got into politics, probably on a really strong anti-pedophilia platform.

Bonus, here’s some of the traits I remember giving them all (I made them last night, I don’t remember all of the traits):

Neptune has “childish” and “insane”

Plutia has “absent-minded”, “heavy sleeper”, “flirty”, and “mean-spirited”

Blanc has “bookworm” and “hotheaded”

Vert has “couch potato” and “hopeless romantic”

Big Nep is identical to Neptune in personality... except I swapped out “childish” for “daredevil”

Nepgear has “computer wiz”, a trait that I usually love to give Sims but only gave to her for this set because come on, it’s Nepgear

Anyways, I plan to add some more Neps today. Namely, I wanna add Oracles, Iffy and Compa, and my loves, Dengekiko and Falcom (Kei is also a love, but she’s already with the Oracles, so...).

Some pictures under the cut:

Here’s Plutia and Ultra Noire fighting, with Neptune in the background. She’s wearing her Formal outfit because she has the Insane trait, and Insane Sims like to fuck with your expectations.

Also, I am absolutely willing to admit that I did not do a very good job with Plutia. I’m not talking about her outfit, that’s her work outfit so I had nothing to do with that, I’m just talking about her face and hair and whatnot. I just couldn’t get Plutia right. I think I made Neptune and Noire pretty well, though.

Plutia: “Hey, other Noire, that girl over there is kinda cute... heehee....”

Noire: “I don’t know what your version of me lets you get away with, but I really don’t want to hear about your love life.”

Uzume and Vert kept doing this thing where they would sit down at a picnic basket, get up, and then swap baskets. It was weird. I think it might have been some bizarre form of flirting.

Here’s Alexander talking to Rom while Ram and Blanc talk in the background.

We’ve reached Peak Sims here, folks- a policeman playing guitar for Peashy, Uni, and Nepgear while an unattended toddler sits around waiting for something to happen. Glorious.

#the sims #the sims 3 #neptune #hyperdimension neptunia #sims #robot idol wife #long post

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ppaia · 7 years ago

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Souls

Warnings: mentions of suicide Genre: fluff but mostly angst Pairing: Min Yoongi/reader Side note: italic is the narrator’s speaking Soulmate au -

Some say souls never leave earth. I never thought of that, in any case I never cared. But then I understood that they actually don’t…because I never did. After being around earth and humans and what? Non-dead nor-human souls I’ve come to understand what it seems to be the real afterlife. It seems that when you die, its only your body that vanishes, your soul stays glued to your planet and can’t go anywhere but that’s just until you meet your soulmate thats why its called it that way I guess? But what happens next? Well not a nice love story like most of us used to be told. If you get the pleasure to meet your soulmate you both stop being in that limbo between life and dead and come to life again through reincarnation but wait, you will have to go through shit to find each other in the new lifetime you got and then finally be happy. I guess that when you they say ‘enjoy this life’ was because they knew something awful would await. For me it’s been… I don’t know, ages? I’m still walking I don’t even know if I’m searching for someone, nevertheless I walk, and walk. No fixated destination. It is April,the calendar said so, 2119. Oh by the way, name’s Min Yoongi last time I checked I was 26 when I died and now I’m probably over 100? Maybe, maybe not? I’m trying to keep on writing this diary but I fail miserably because I forget about it after writing on it for 2 days or even just one. Life as a non-existent thing is… well boring kinda but also nice I guess. I get to scare people sometimes but it’s a lot of effort i have to put on so no. I found out one of my closest friend died in a car crash, haven’t seen him around. Probably will go out and find him very soon. Its May now, can’t believe that even if I have endless time I can’t keep up with such a stupid task as this one. To the point. I met a girl. Well not really, I saw her… from afar. I was out for a walk around an abandoned building I mean, I’m a ghost right? That’s where ghosts go. And she was there, she had some pinky big headphones on and I could hear the music just fine. She was crying. All of the sudden I felt like I could feel her sadness, as if it was my own. My chest felt heavy to the thought of her being this sad, so I ran away. June,time sure flies when you’re dead huh? Its Tuesday and I felt the need of going around the abandoned building, I didn’t know why but I did exactly know why. She was there again. Crying her heart out to some oldie song. She had red lipstick on, I got to see her ugly crying face and much to my surprise, it wasn’t ugly at all… but the tears wouldn’t stop and I wanted to help her. I guess this is the price a human pays for its sins right? I keep on thinking how would it be to touch her hand, when was the last time I felt someone else’s heartbeat? When was the last time I felt something? She was making me anxious but at the same time I liked ‘feeling’. I came to realize that we, limbo creatures, have no special needs. Just sleeping and no more. You can imagine why I brought that up, I’ve dreamt about her most of the days since meeting her. It’s July.It’s already July and I’ve seen her a total of 7 times. Number 8 was yesterday. And she saw me. Or so I think. I wasn’t careful enough I tripped over some wood and made a loud noise, she rapidly turned to see what was going on and her eyes met mine for a split of second, but again, I ran away. Am I running away from the fear of knowing this girl means something to me? August. Her name is Y/N. She is indeed my soulmate, but she doesn’t know. I know. I have to explain to her that. She’s not dead tho. But she can indeed see me. Yoongi had taken the habit of going to the abandoned building quite a lot. She wasn’t there all the time but most Tuesdays she would go. After the day their eyes met he felt the need to show himself to her. She saw him, at firsthand she thought she was insane because the pretty boy who tripped over wood had disappeared just like so before her eyes. On a Tuesday she went with something in mind, she would make him appear, maybe he was her guardian angel or something. - I saw you already, please show yourself. - she calmly said to no one in particular. He hesitated but the feeling of vulnerability when hearing her voice and the need to see her from up close were harder than his fear. So he did as she said. And boy was he shocked to the bone when standing so close to her. Gorgeous. He thought. - So you do can see me… - he said trying to break the ice. - I won’t lie to you, I’ve seen you around here a lot. Alone and with others. I was curious as to why you liked this place so much and then Every time I came around I couldn’t help but cry. I guess many souls have been wandering around this place. - He couldn’t say a single word, what was this girl? She was looking at him and looking everywhere while speaking and Yoongi thought of how amazing it would be to kiss her. - So you’re dead right? - I am… but you are not, how.. how is it possible for you to be seeing me? - Yoongi was lost of words, all he did was stare at her. - There must be a reason…- you’re my soulmate he thought, but couldn’t bring up the courage to tell her. September is here. Y/N is the most clever person I’ve ever met, dead or alive period. I haven’t told her about the whole soulmate deal yet. I want to do it soon. October.It’s weird to think people celebrate Halloween as the day the dead comes to earth and like we’re always here, hi. I don’t wanna be cheesy I know I’ll come and read this and cringe like never before but my time with her is always magical. After having no feelings at all this is all brand new to me, the bubbly feeling inside, the anxiousness I get whenever I’m going to see her. It pains me to be this cheesy but I would go life after life after life trying to find her and spend my days with her. Even though I’m dead and she’s not, I don’t want anything bad to happen to her. I came to know that she was always crying because of family and school problems. It made me really mad to not be able to do a single thing, but she told me she would handle it just fine. Eventually I’ll tell her about us being soulmates, I just don’t want to scare her. November is a nice time of the year, its almost ending but its not. I haven’t seen her cry for almost 4 weeks, at least not when we are together and I must say I’m proud of how she’s doing so well. I got to hear her singing, it made me feel complete, it felt so right I wanted to cry. I knew I wanted to spend my remaining lives with her. - Would you date me if you weren’t dead? - Yoongi choked on his non-existent saliva . She was so unpredictable sometimes. - Well… yes, you’re pretty…. I mean pretty interesting to being with. - Hey Yoongi do you have a favorite color? - I guess white? - Because you’re a ghost? - She chuckled while he rolled his eyes. - What about you, favorite color? - Brown - Brown? - he incredulously asked. - Brown. Just like the color of your eyes…. and everyone else I love. - They stared at each other for what it felt like years until both smiled like fools. They loved each other and both of them knew it. I don’t like December anymore. It doesn’t feel right anymore. The snow I can’t touch, the smells I used to like, a heartbeat that didn’t last. On the 19th she decided it was right to end her life. It was never known for me, her intentions I mean. She couldn’t handle it anymore, so she killed herself with a rope. A week before I was able to tell her all, about the soulmate thing I came to love. - Why did you do it?! - Yoongi screamed at the top of his lungs to the girl smiling before him. - I’m sorry love, I couldn’t take it anymore… - her eyes were sad even though she was smiling. She never felt like this before, she was finally free. - Does this mean we can finally find ourselves in another life? December ruined me. I was selfish to want her death to be natural, but all I wanted was for her to live life the fullest until her time came and we could start our journey to the other life. She told me she knew I was her soulmate, doesn’t know why but when she saw me she felt it. December came crushing down. Because it seems the soulmates thing doesn’t work when suicide is involved.

A/n: this is something I came up with today, I was thinking about Yoongi and then soulmates and well this came in mind. I’d be glad to write some more if you want to. Sorry its sad but that’s how I’m feeling right now. Thanks for reading

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welcometotheheartbreakhotel · 7 years ago

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It was fun

REQUEST-

Themed Kisses #67

PAIRING: Reader/ Jun(SVT)

GENRE: Sooooooooooooooo muuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuch FLUUUUUUUUUUUFF

WARNINGS: Can and WILL cause Diabetes

COUNT: 3,241 words; 17,613 characters

Self-ProclaimedKingOfChina🐼 : Heyyyyyy

You busy tonight?

Alien(爱人)👽💗💙: Nah... I’m good lol

Why?

Self-ProclaimedKingOfChina🐼 : There’s a carnival in town tonight. Wanna go?

Alien(爱人)👽💗💙: sure... sounds fun:)

The two of you agreed on a time, giving you ample time to get ready until he’d come to pick you up. You thought it odd. He wasn’t the type to come up with dates on his own. He’d usually borrow the idea from one of his friends, or just went along with whatever plans you’d set up.

He never did things like this.

Something was up; this you were convinced of.

Whatever it was, you brushed it off. A small smile tug at your lips at the fluttery feeling forming in your stomach. Despite having been officially dating for a little over 3 months now, you still got the jitters you felt when you’d simply had a crush on him. It was a nice feeling you never wanted to go away. The fact that he had reached out to you first with plans made you insanely happy and somewhat curious as to what he had in mind.

You had a few hours until he’d come by to pick you up so you decided to take your time with getting ready. Since it was a carnival, most likely an outside thing, you kept it simple: stone-washed jeans, your favorite over-sized pastel pink(rose quartz you might say heuheueheuheu I’ll see myself out*punches self*) tee shirt, with white sneakers. As for your usual wavy hair, you decided to straighten it. He did always say that it made you look cute, despite your friends teasing you about how it made you look like his friend Jeonghan. As for makeup, you went for a simplistic style, with just the right amount of highlight to catch his eye.

It came down to about 15 minutes before he was supposed to arrive and you gathered your wallet and other essentials into a small denim backpack that was littered in buttons that ranged from Disney characters to quotes like “Made of Rosewater and Glitter: Stop Trying to be Aesthetic, You’re Pathetic.”

You were just about to step into the kitchen for a bottle of water when a light knocking caught your attention. Regardless, you still went to retrieve the bottle of water from the fridge before answering the door.

You opened it to reveal Jun, his hand held up in mid-air in the midst of knocking again. He was dressed similar as you, but wore a black tee shirt, instead. He was nearly an entire foot taller than you. You had to look up just to see his face.

“Well, it’s about time! Have you any idea how long I’ve been waiting for you?” he feigned annoyance, of which you were having none of.

You smiled with amusement. “You could have used the key I gave you, you know. Besides,” you took a swig from your water,” the knocking only started 30 seconds ago.”

“Where’s the fun in opening the door myself? I rather have my girlfriend open the door on her own so she can be blessed by my presence firsthand.” He stepped into your apartment, not needing for you to allow him in. He was just that type of guy. “Yes, but in China 30 seconds is like 30 years. You’re lucky I’m operating in Y/H/T/N time or else you’d find an old man standing here.”

You couldn’t help but roll your eyes. He was always extra like this.

“Oh, boohoo, old man.” you said as you slung your backpack over your shoulder.” I can’t even get a ‘Hey, Y/N. I really wanted to see you.’?”

He smiled a little. “Hey, Y/N.” He wrapped his long arms around you, enveloping you in a tight hug. “Do I really have to say how I wanted to see you? I miss you all the time.” He snuggled you closer. “ Even like this,” he pressed a kiss to the top of your head, “I miss you.”

A shiver ran down your spine. It wasn’t so much because of the cheesy words he was saying, but because of what he’d just done. All he ever did was kiss the top of your head, your forehead, and your hand... But he never kissed you.

You got that he was old-fashioned, and appreciated that her was a complete gentleman when it came to things of the sort, but you couldn’t help but wonder... Why?

Was it you?

Were you not pretty enough?

Were your lips too small?

Were you too short? Oh, my gosh... Was that it? No... It couldn’t be. Or...

Did he simply not want to?

Or he just didn’t want to kiss you and just didn’t know how to go about it?

You’d been dating for 3 months now. You’d think that you’d kissed at least once!

“Alieeeeeeeeeeen~” your inner monologue was cut short by the “nickname” he’d given you. It was so weird, but he insisted it was cute. Apparently, in his native tongue it meant something else, but he never told you what it was.

You propped your chin up on his shoulder to look up at him.”What?”

“Didn’t you miss me, too?”

You couldn’t help but laugh as you pulled away from him, making sure to keep your head down so he wouldn’t see the pink tinge in your cheeks from your previous thoughts. “Are you ready to go?”

“That doesn’t answer my question.” He squinted his eyes at you. “But, yes. Yes, I am.”

The two of you bickered all the way downstairs to the parking lot, during the entire drive, all the way until you got to the carnival he’d been talking about.

But still...

Your thoughts couldn’t help but go back to the kiss you hadn’t shared.

His eyes widened with awe as the two of you made your way through the crowd. “Wow~ There’s so much~” He was more excited than you were, by the looks of it, and you let it pass.

It was kind of cute, actually.

These types of things weren’t as extravagant in China, so it was easy to understand his reaction.” I’ve only heard Jisoo hyung talk about these things, but I didn’t think he was serious about all the stuff.”

He linked your hands together before looping them around you so is arm rested on your shoulders. Like this, you guys blended in with the swarm of other couples and families in the aisles of the carnival.

Most of the rides and games had long lines, the two of you walked around the aisles trying to find something to do until you came across a dance game similar to DDR.

“I bet that I can beat you at this,” you challenged. Dance games were your shit. You and your sisters had grown up playing these games and you were 100% sure you could take him on.

“Alien...” he mussled your hair,” do you seriously think you can stand a chance against me? Especially when it comes to dance?”

“You may be a good freestyle dancer, but I’m good when it comes to technique. And that’s what this game is about.” You rose an eyebrow at him. “That is unless.... You’re too chicken to lose to your girlfriend?”

“Absolutely not! Pfft! You wanna go, midget?”

“Square up, Junhui!”

The two of you got in line for the game, not having to wait long since people didn’t usually come to a carnival for a freaking dance game, but you two were a special case.

The first song was something you recognized immediately. It was a song you recognized from your childhood.

“Cause we are sisters~ we stand together~ We make up one big family, Though we don't look the same~”

This was a piece of cake. This was your jam as a kid and not even Jun knew this. You knew every word and dance move to this song.

“Yah~ You’re such a cheater! You know this song already!” he tried to justify his falling behind, although he was only behind by a few points.

“I’m not a cheater,” you laughed,” I’m a cheetah girl, cheetah sister~”

Not caring who saw, you began to sing along to the song as you continued to follow the moves on the screen. You could hear Jun chuckling next to you, but you didn’t care. You were going to win. You were going to claim your prize.

The lights on top of the machine blared and a siren rang,”IT’S THE BREAKDOWN~!” a deep voice announced.

A remix? Oh, shit.

You struggled a bit to keep up with the steps, the pace having picked up, as well as the difficulty . You glanced to the side and caught a glimpse of your boyfriend looking very concentrated. That was all it took. That slip of your focus and you slipped onto the dance mat, landing with a thud.

“WINNER-PLAYER 2″ was announced.

“Yes!”Jun cheered, not having noticed you’d fallen.

“Woohoo...”you said, strained, from the floor.

Jun turned to look at you, but failed to find you.”Y/N?”

“Down here, you idiot.”

He looked down and his eyes widened a bit.”Whoa, when did you get down there?”

“I fell. How else?” You tried to stand, but your legs felt slightly sore.

“Ah... Be careful.”He grabbed your hand, pulling you up.”How can I celebrate my win when you got yourself hurt?” He pouted.

“Geez, don’t let me ruin your mood, then.”

“Y/N... I’m kidding, you know.” He reached out and held your hand. “I know I won, but... How about I still get you a plushy?”

30 minutes, nearly $40 worth of game tickets, you found yourself to be the proud owner of a giant stuffed green alien with large black, beady eyes.

“You know, you didn’t have to spend so much money just for a plushy.” you bounced the soft animal in your arms.” I would have been just fine without it.”

“I know... But you looked really bummed out after the dance game. I just wanted to do something for you.”

“And so spending $40 we could have spent on food on a plushy? Just for me?”

“Do you want it or not?” he stopped in his tracks.”I could very easily give it to Minghao or Chan.”

“No! It’s mine!” you hugged the bunny tightly to your chest.”It’s my baby!!!′

“It could be our baby.” he wiggled his eyebrows at you.

“Oh my god, shut up.” Whenever he said things like that... It made you want to punch him. He was just so greasy sometimes.

He simply chuckled, opting to put his arm around your shoulders again. “Are you gonna give the baby a name?”

“Candy! Get your cotton candy here! 2 for $1!” yelled a vendor from one of the posts.

“Hm... Candy?” you mused.

“Candy?” he repeated the name.’ I don’t know... It’s cute, but I don’t think that’s it.” He led you to the vendor’s post.

“How may I help you kids?”

“Two cotton candy, please.” Jun said, holding his hand up with two fingers up. He looked down at you.”Is there anything else you wanna eat? Drink, maybe?”.

“Um... I could use a drink.”

“2 Dr. Peppers, please.” Jun gave the man the owed $4.

“Alright. 2 cotton candies, and 2 Dr. Peppers.” The carny placed the refreshments on the small counter of his stand.

Jun and you grabbed your respective treats and began to walk around the carnival.

There seemed to be less people than before. Most of the carnival goers had been families. Most likely had bed times and jobs to attend to tomorrow.

As for you...

You didn’t plan on letting the day go without making some sort of progress.

You heard the sharp hiss of a soda can being opened. It was Jun, once again, stealing you away from your own thoughts.

He took a short swig from the drink and scrunched his nose up a little.

“I honestly don’t know how you can drink gallons of this a day. It’s so sweet. ” Regardless, he took another drink.” DAHK-TURR PEP-EHRR. DAHKTAH PEPPAH.” he began to repeat the name over and over, trying to get the pronunciation right. Or maybe he was just being obnoxious. There was hardly ever a difference between the two.”PEP-ehrr.. Pepper.” He stopped in his tracks.

“Pepper?” you rose an eyebrow at him

“Pepper,” he repeated. “What if we name our alien baby Pepper?”

“Pepper?” you contemplated this for a moment. You looked down at the gray alien you had half stuffed into the backpack you now wore backwards.“I like it.” you smiled.

You hadn’t noticed it, but Jun had been looking down at you, and just.. Smiling. Any other passerby could tell he was very much mitten by you.

As for you... You weren’t sure where you stood exactly on the girlfriend spectrum, I mean, he hadn’t even kissed you yet. That thought had managed to lurk in your head the entirety of the night.

You heard Jun sigh from tour side, and couldn’t help but look up at him, eyebrow raised.

“You okay?”

He smiled, nodding. “Of course.” He sighed once more, looking forward.” Hey... Do you wanna go on the Ferris wheel?”

You paused for a moment, but nodded.

The sky was now pitch black, the night illuminated by the carnival lights and the bright neon lights of the Ferris wheel.

You and Jun waited in line to be boarded onto the ride in silence.

Jun cleared his throat awkwardly.” So... um...” he didn’t seem to know what to say.

“Yep.” you answered.

The two of you shared light laughter at the bleakness of your conversation.

“I’m sorry,” he began,” I keep feeling like something’s not right, and I don’t know how to go about it.” he admitted.

You bit your lip.” What d you mean? Not right, how?”

He hesitated.”I don’t really know... Just a feeling.” He took your hand in his.” Just know that you can tell me anything. You’re my girlfriend after all. I want us to be able to share it all.”

He can’t even share a simple kiss with me..You thought.

Regardless, you smiled.” Of course.”

“How many riders?”

You both turned to look at the carnie.

“Just us two.” Jun answered. The carny motioned you both onto the cart, helping you lock the safety bar.

Little by little, the cart began to rise and the better the view became. All of a sudden the world seemed so small, as did the rest of your worries. Your eyes wandered over the flickering lights of the carnival and slowly drifted off to the distant city lights. The view was breathtaking. Beau-

“-tiful...” you heard Jun whisper.

“Hm?” your gaze shifted to look at him.”What was that?”

“Oh.. Um.. The view.” he cleared his throat.” It’s beautiful.”

You simply nodded.

“All these lights make everything look so glowy and pretty, y’know?” He poked your cheek. “Like your highlight.”

The look you gave him then was one of pure bewilderment.

“You know what highlight is?”

“Of course I do. Why else would my little glazed doughnut have extra sprinkles?”

“Jesus H. Christ, Junhui...” you had to admit you were impressed that he did know.

“Whaaaaat? It’s true.” he giggled.

Jun awkwardly stretched his arms above his head, and casually put his arm around your shoulders.

“I’m really glad I came with you here tonight, 爱人.” he sounded so content, so.. at ease.

“Yeah? Me, too.” and you were. Aside from your senseless worrying about the thing, you’d had fun overall. “It’s been fun.”

“I hardly ever get to do fun things like this, and when I do, it’s always with the boys. I’m just glad I got to do this with you.”

Oh jeez, is this it????

Crap crap crap nope nope nope I change my mind not here not like this I’ll fall out of my seat I can’t believe I’m going to have cotton candy Dr. Pepper mouth oh my goodness oh my dayyum uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Your body subconsciously tensed up from the nerves.

“You okay, 爱人 ?”

“Peachy.” your voice cracked a bit.

He simply chuckled, and rubbed your shoulder. “You cold? It’s getting kinda chilly.”

“Yeah.. That’s it.”

“No worries. My heart’s got enough warmth for the both of us.”

Ugh... Why do I like you?

You couldn’t help but laugh at his greasiness. It was part of his charm. The thing is that he didn’t do it out for the laughs. He said and meant it genuinely.

You spent the rest of the ride giving each other cheesy and greasy pick up lines, which was honestly no contest when Wen Junhui was competing.

The time was was 11:05pm.

Another hour.

Another day.

Another date.

Another time Wen Junhui hadn’t kissed you.

You had come back to your apartment and Jun had insisted on walking you to your door just to make sure you got there safe. For both the ride up the elevator and the walk tot the front door you were both very quiet.

“Okay.... So this is me.” You moved to try and open your door before Jun spoke up.

“I had a lot of fun today, 爱人 .” he said again.

“Hmmm.... Me, too, Jun.” you tried to turn to the door again, a little tired from the day, but also from having hoped for a little too much.

“No, Y/N, wait,” he pulled you back a bit, so he was holding you face to face.

You gulped.

“Uh... mm... what?” you couldn’t bring yourself to look him in the eye. You knew the moment you did, your entire face would become bright red.

“I know that you may expect some thing from me, and I haven’t exactly done it.”

Oh, God, he knows....

“Look, Jun, it really doesn’t-”

“Y/N, I... Can I just say this? I’ve been trying to all day, and if I don’t say it now, I don’t think I’ll ever get the timing right.”

You nodded.

“I.. I mean, it’s not like I didn’t want to, I mean, I really wanted to. I just wasn’t sure if you wanted to at first, but there were times I thought you did, and I wasn’t too sure. I didn’t want to rush you either. Y/F/N may have let it slip that you hadn’t done it with anyone and I didn’t want to just steal the first one because how rude and careless would that be of me? I mean I really like you, and I hope you really like me back, I mean it seems like it, you know? At least I hope so, if not I’d just be straight up delusional. Dear Jesus, I’m rambling , aren’t I? What I’m trying to say is...” he took a deep breath.” I.. screw it.”

Next thing you knew, Jun’s shadow loomed over yours.

This was it.

You closed your eyes and much to your surprise, rather than feeling his lips on yours, you felt them on your nose.

You felt so bad, and try to suppress it, but you let out a small giggle and opened your eyes.

You could see a very rosy-cheeked Jun, leaned over you. “Jeez, I’m.. That was really not smooth... I hyped that up so much and I-”

You stood up on your tip toes, lightly putting your hands on his cheeks, and pressed your lips to his.

“I had a fun time, Junhui.”

WHAT A BS ENDING I LOST MY CREATIVITY SOMEONE STAB ME IDKKKKK

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