#i'm hiding from my notifications btw

[slightlyrebelliouswriter23]

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[equalperson]

I fucking hate being traumatized because why am I bawling the hardest I've bawled in god-knows-how-long because someone I didn't even like that much berated Me. gasping wailing trembling and snotting over this for several minutes.

[zennjiwrlds]

Hola, I'm back for more food. Can I request a poly sbg (again.) with a fem reader who is like Wonyoung from Ive (and she's an undercover singer and they all find out because they searched up her group name because they heard people *cough cough *Barron* talking about her (yummy)

CLANDESTINE | sbg gang X wonyoung!reader | m. list

tw. none/barron the stank 🤮🤮

a/n. ew barron mentioned smh!! 🙀 also i know i did this very late but uh here u go 🐢🐢,, i think it'll be a oneshot mixed w some drabbles too cuz!!

a/n#2. also new style?! 🗣️ enjoy btw!!

Being a conspiratorial idol is a struggle ━━━ for the most part of studying at a school where some ruckus or tumult occuring most of the time, a majority of times, you'd have to wear a mask when you're not that congenial nor cozy in public, although as luck would have it, you're glad none of your friends at least knew your whole idol type of experience neither your existence as an artist. thence, you're pretty much at ease hanging around them, so you wouldn't really wear your mask on.

Until a fucking guy named “Barron” whom supposedly the school's trouble maker and a mass shitty manipulator ━━━ was talking about your whole secret identity with his friends or other schoolfellows in the corridors, they were crowding the confined hallway until you came making everyone proceed to you, presumably asking for an autograph, picture, etc. though everyone eventually stopped when a schoolmaster came in your way. you expected your group of friends to be here early than you yet your expectations failed to avail. at least for you.

The following day came, you were slightly overwhelmed or easily agitated, all owing to the fact yesterday and mostly Barron. and there he was again, talking about you for the fact that he still continued till now, and shit you were literally about to throw hands for that guy until Taylor suprised you from behind, and it added MORE problems to your mind, one, your circle of friends might hear what that boy is talking about, two, they might hate you for hiding it from them, three, they'll leave you forever leaving no friends which is pretty much a skill issue, four you'll become depressed over a simple problem which is huge to you.

Nonetheless, by good fortune, class had already started as your schoolmates passed by to their classrooms along with Barron to say the least.

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"anyone else find [name] acting completely different till yesterday?" taylor questioned the group with a hint of concern in her voice. "yeah, she seems... dull. from my point of view to say the least of it." taylor's other twin responded with a compact shrug, earning a glance from others. "maybe some problems at home?" logan muttered, placing his palm under his jaw, "nah, her fam is fine." the blonde spoke confidently, leaning back on his seat, "how are you so sure? i mean, you're not that close to her either—", "asked their parents, they're all in good terms lol"

"you can't just question her parents without her knowledge—", "already did" the boy grinned insolently while he scrolled through his rectangular device, receiving a dagger from tyler as he looked back at the group.

"i did hear something about her from Barron," Ashlyn pressed a few buttons from her device before revealing a group of people, "plus there's this one girl who exactly looks like her", "or maybe [name]'s face card is too powerful?—" , "nope, this exactly looks like [name]. you can't change my mind" Tyler debated, looking fixedly at Ashlyn's phone.

"she looks nice" ben wrote on a pad of paper, receiving a small nod from others. "but why would she hide it from us though?" the deep brown haired girl was baffled, her face scrunched up. "maybe because she doesn't have confidence in us? i don't know" the copper hair coloured girl breathed heavily to show disappointment. "okay, let's just pretend we don't know any information we just acknowledge because—" taylor explained until she was cut by a notification from the gc, along with the other people from her group. nevertheless, there revealed a picture of [name] in her artist or idol form, in addition of aiden's message; "this u? loll".

likes, reblogs, and comments are always appreciated!!!! <33

[idv-sweethearts]

Glad we're in agreement haha! Consider me a loyal customer since I have notifications on and RUNN here when you post

You'll never guess who I'm here to request(it's luchino 😞) I like my men a little protective and you're the first person to indulge my luchino crave so you could write luchino getting a little jealous and possessive during a match?

Also I've never been a recurring anon before I've seen some sign off with an emoji should I do that?

Luchino (Professor) Getting Protective ☕️

Notes: I do recommend that you find yourself a nickname or an emoji or something of that nature to sign your asks. I do enjoy having a loyal customer. Might I suggest something to do with reptiles? Btw, I'm so eager to write for Luchino today as I had a very interesting series of thoughts yesterday while zoning out into the wood patterns of the living room table. Cannibalism is bad in most situations, it's not vegan, and the only difference between humans and animals is intelligence, but that doesn't matter to vegans ^_^. Probably. I'm not vegan.

Luchino is not normally so reckless or irrational. So long as he can wrap his head around something, he can be rational about it. Relaxed, even. He was, in canon, transformed slowly into a human-sized, bipedal reptile and carried on as though nothing objectively horrifying had happened.

It makes sense. Humans are little different from animals, so why be concerned when one becomes the other? Even "human" intelligence, the only major difference between the two, is only present because it gives humans an advantage. And how prideful humans are to think the distance between them and a lizard isn't the same as a rodent and the bird that hunts it?

Unlike his immeasurable interest in reptiles and evolution, social interactions are illogical and difficult to navigate. He does his best to calculate the most appropriate expressions and words and gestures, but there are still things he can find no logic in.

What is logical to him, however, is that it takes only a moment for a calm, reasonable scene to decompose into a unmanageable hellscape comparable in sense to a nightmare. And it takes even less time for a human to become something truly horrid. Or perhaps all beings this way, hiding their true nature behind kind words and gentle smiles.

So, today, what is Luchino? He is a Survivor, always at your side either physically or figuratively, from the moment he realized he had grown fond of you. He aids you in every way he can, as he'd hate to see you suffer. He's always watching and listening during matches to determine your approximate location. It is better to know than to not know, he thinks. And if you need it, he'll drop everything to ensure your safety, as he has done today.

Furthermore, who are you? You are a Survivor, like him. And, in the chaos of it all, you've been cast aside. Left to die for the sake of a "victory" they may not even achieve, but where is any victory at all in an outcome where you must die so they can leave?

And finally, who are they? They, Hunters and Survivors barely different in this situation, are selfish scum who would prioritize their own lives and wishes over yours. Well, to say they're all so terrible would be hypocritical, as it seems Luchino has prioritized your life over all of theirs, his included. If his life were to conclude, in this hellscape or nightmare or whatever you want to call it, then he's satisfied with that outcome if it means you live to see another day.

So, only one question remains. Who, in this frenzy, is the monster, if there is even a difference between humans and monsters at all? Is the true monster the "Hunter", the more literal monster, who brought you so close to death? Those two other Survivors who left you to die, but were soon torn from the victory they yearned for before they had the chance to struggle or even crawl? Or Luchino himself, who lifted you from the chair, from the depths of Hell they were willing to leave you in, and pulled you toward the exit without even looking back at the nightmarish state he left the others in?

Perhaps you, who witnessed every desperate murmur, every panicked scream, and every dying breath as your beloved partner traded a win for a tie, could provide some kind of answer.

[little-miss-dilf-lover]

Sorry for any mistakes !! 💺 anon

1) One more yoga idea!! You're doing your usual exercises when all of the sudden you feel his hands on you. "Let me help you with that, love." And he helps us stretch more (after all, he is good at stretching us, if you get what I mean)

2) If my man was so riled up just from us showing a little bit of thighs, how would he react if we send him a photo of us in lingerie??

3) His clothes are our clothes too, so we just borrow anything. His sweatpants (he def makes a comment about we're cleaning the floor with them since they're too long), shirts, dress shirts, jackets, even his socks and tie??

4) Speaking of clothes, Tan with a sophisticatedly dressed wife? Dressing up in nice suits while on missions? Helps you take off your blazer once home because he feels

5) OK JUST IMAGINE FOR A SECOND THAT HE SHAVED (for whatever reason idk), and now he looks like a baby and we tease him

6) Putting on lipstick and telling him to come closer so we can blot the excess off, so he brings us some tissues but we just start kissing him, leaving lipstick all over his face 🫠

7) (just added this one last min) about tan being a flirt, I feel like he makes some comments and lem has to shut him up because he doesn't wanna hear all that

8) This random thought that I had : "Can we watch The Intern?" "Are you serious, again?" "Can you be a fucking man and watch The Intern with me?" The wife privilege is real

9) So we talked about reader getting injured, now I'm making it about him. He survives the events from the movie and we're also left traumatized since we saw him almost die and every now and then we stare at his scar and try to not think back to that day :( and we're trying to hide our tears from him :(

10) He has that 'I don't want a cat but when I will get a cat I will treat it as if it's my child' vibe and I love him for it !!

Assassin!reader 1) AAHH imagine we have the same coat they are wearing at the beginning of the movie so we all match?? (in our size ofc)

2) And also, what would you say our codename is? It's obvs a fruit so we match with them but which one are you thinking?

3) Reader being even more of a menace over text?? They start to get worried because we aren't responding to their texts or calls and when we do, we send them something like "Sorry guys, just got hit by a car" or "SORRY the train I am in is on fire" (TRUE STORY BTW)

4) RANDOM 2AM THOUGHT!! We're on a mission and we run into another assassin who's also married (like the wolf except his wife is alive oops) and after a little bit of fighting, we just end up gushing about our lovers !!

5) So in the book, they had to go to Morioka, not Kyoto. So that sparked a scenerio in my head. After tan hangs up (it's the phone call before they meet with the yakuza, that scene) : we say "We're stopping at Morioka though, not Kyoto." "No it's Kyoto, love" "No, the destination says Morioka." We show them the details we were told, and we all start to realize there's something wrong. (Ignore the fact that we didn't tell them 😘😘)

+ more lem because we're platonic soulmates 1) I mentioned this a long time ago but imagine a convo of us trying to argue with him about how we're actually a diesel. "Think about it, you said they bluff, they're liars and the worst. That girl back in Japan fooled all of us with her act. I do the same when we're on missions and need intel!" And he's just shaking his head and crossing his arms. "Are you hearin' her right now?"

2) Sorry I'm touching on this topic again but what kind of music does lem listen to? I'd say probably ones that hype you up so much that if he were to sing you would hear it from a meter away from his car, with his windows up.

3) We get a notification from them, saying they finished the mission and will be home in 3 hours, so we send on the group chat a photo of the food we prepared and he is so pissed!! "COME ON IT'S THREE HOURS. You can't do this to me"

4) Another sms one sorry!! I hc he uses emojis randomly "Why is this man arguing with me about how many people we killed? 😻😻" (Us) "Where's my gossip buddy??" "REPORTING FOR DUTY 🤾🏿‍♂️🤾🏿‍♂️🤾🏿‍♂️🤾🏿‍♂️" "The fact that you don't understand what I'm trying to say is making me cry" "You don't know what you're talking about do you?" "NO 🗣️🔥💯😼" "BRO THE GRIP HE HAS ON THAT PHONE WHAT DID YOU EVEN SEND HIM ⁉️ Him fr: 🧍‍♂️>🧎‍♂️>🐶" "ALSO NO DON'T TELL ME WHAT YOU TWO ARE TEXTING 🤺🤺" "Wasn't planning to 😱" STOP HE DEF MAKES STORIES USING EMOJIS WHEN HE'S BORED!!

ALSO THE SMS?? ! NOT LEM PICKING 17 WHEN WE ASK HIM 😭 Also requets might get open?? AS ALWAYS NO RUSH LOVE but I just wanted to ask if you will be accepting smut?

JUST SAW THE OTHER ONES WITH TAN OML. The photo with the bathtub, we're so evil imagine we leave him on read after that 😭😭😭 I FEEL LIKE I DON'T SAY THIS ENOUGH BUT THANK YOU SM FOR EVERYTHING YOU DO ILYSM 💗💗

apologies for any in mine, I do these on my phone 😭😭

1- AAAAHH YES!!! hands on waist standing behind ‘helping’ you (I do see what you did there and im liking it)

2- if he got it in public I feel like he’d do a really long exhale, a deep kinda sigh and palm over the bottom half of his face. maybe rake through he hair (we got him all frustrated and flustered tehe)

3- that’s a given. we share clothes, ie we take his. also imagine imagine ??? he wears our dressing gowns in the morning ??? and he’s just making a tea and having a fag out the back door and he’s wearing a floral stain dressing gown (I uhm think that’s very hot) also also he wears plaid pj bottoms bc I say so and we always wear them

4- like a mafia/ mob wife ???? im seeing the vision and again im loving it

5- AAAAAHH stuff like that freaks me out. he would feel like a stranger in your house and he’d look so naked without it😭😭😭😭

6- ARFGGHH OMG THATS ACTUALLY SO CUTE ??! pink or red or brown smooches all over his face 🫠

7- yes yes yes !!! lem loves relationship gossip as much as the next, but some things he just doesn’t want to hear. I feel like lem has no filter sometimes so if he says he doesn’t wanna hear it you know it’s bad😭

8- “can you be a fucking man and watch the intern with me”😭😭😭😭 I think he enjoys your movies a lot more than he lets on. and happy wife, happy life 😌

9- he has the scar from it??????🥲☹️ he def notices the way you look at it and he reaches out for your hand, giving it a squeeze bc he knows how sad it makes you

10- I love men that love cats😩 he is one to say he doesn’t want one but loves it the most out of everyone

assassin reader

1- stop it!!! that’s so cute 🫠 so coordinated I love it

2- back when I first started writing tan I thought I was being original when I named reader cherry, turns out lots of other writers used cherry😭😭😭😭😭 I thought it was unique only to see that it wasn’t. imagine if you were from new zealand and your code name was kiwi, little bit on the nose but that would be pretty cool ngl (just thought of that so had to say lol) but I really haven’t given it much thought since that debacle

3- 😭😭😭 yes!! like one disappears and updates with the craziest things “thought I bruised my rib, turns out its puncturing my lung🤪 back in a few hours”

and wait you were on a train that was on fire????

4- awwww :(( be like “one sec my man is texting me” “yeah no problem, mine is too” “want to have a timeout— he gets funny when I don’t answer checkpoint calls” “mine does too. he calls me every 30 minutes to make sure im okay and where I need to be” 😭😭😭 and then just chat and gossip

5- damn I really should read the book

platonic lemon

1- 😭😭 love it!!!

2- yesss !!!! idk why but I cannot think of any??? but his taste is very different to tans, that I can guarantee. also lem is an avid music listener, he knows what’s popular and what’s in the charts

3- 😭😭😭 he gets hangry (it’s okay me too)

4- never be sorry!! omg yes that works so well for him and makes so much sense !!! I enjoyed reading those texts way too much😭😭 and the “him fr:” pissing

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he’s just too impatient lmfao, didn’t even get a chance to tell him what it’s for

im gonna give you the 411… im opening then in an hour just before I go bed, shush don’t tell anyone, it’s a secret. and ofc to the smut, always always yes to the smut 😭

hehehe yesss!! it’s not our fault we misunderstood him (we didn’t, we just like to tease) he’d spam with texts until you reply

AAAAAAHHH YOURE ALWAYS SO SWEET THANK YOU :(( ILYSM 💓💓

[ms-snape]

It's your birthday, why jealousy ?

Omg it's been too long since I posted anything but I started writing again and there will be plenty of chapters once my exams finish I promise. For now we come back with one on Hakim Ziyech

btw: I know his birthday passed about 3 months ago but I had this idea long before.

Good reading.

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her pov

Everyone knew Hakim Ziyech's temper and how disruptive he could be, it showed during his playing minutes where he looked like he wanted to break the jaws of other players, but that was only the case with the others, never with me, and I was very grateful for that.

Hakim and I have been married for almost a year now, we hardly ever argued and even when we did it was never major arguments and one of us always ended up apologizing which helped. My husband's teammates were thrilled with our relationship since it saved them from having to deal with an angry Ziyech all the time.

It was soon his birthday an event that Mason, one of his closest friends, and I had been planning for a while now, we would have gladly brought Joao Félix with us into the plan but we knew him well enough to know that he was not at all good at keeping secrets, so it was out of the question to tell him about the surprise, we had everything ready and his birthday was in a few days.

It was Saturday night which often meant snuggling up and watching movies all night, it was a bit of a ritual but by now I was too busy checking everything with Mason by text paying no attention to the movie, of course I make sure to hide the messages from Hakim.

《 don't you like the movie?》 he asks when he noticed that my eyes hadn't landed on the flat screen, I turn back to him with a reassuring smile a little forced before saying.

《Yes, I was talking to my sister, she argued with her man again》I hated lying to her but I had no choice.

He looked like he didn't totally believe me, but he had to live with it, I couldn't risk wasting a week's work 7 days before D-Day, after a few minutes of pretending to be interested in the film while thinking about the preparation down to the smallest detail, it's the first birthday that I'm preparing for him so I wanted to be sure that he will be unforgettable.

Hz pov

She was acting weird, admittedly we had only been married for a year now but that prevented me from knowing her perfectly, I could read her like an open book and sometimes better, so I was in the best position to say that she obviously hides something which hurt quite badly since we had promised to always tell each other the truth and this no matter the circumstances.

I was trying not to think about it too much, she would tell me when she was ready, which I was hoping to be soon. Sunday had passed which meant another week of waking up early to train for a club that unfortunately I couldn't leave during the last transfer window, not that we were missing Vime, on the contrary I was waiting for the Looking forward to the next transfer window, I could go to any other club, so I was not at Chelsea.

I had already finished getting ready while she showered the connection she was going to stay for quite a while I was about to leave when I heard a family ringtone it was hers I'm watching his phone on the bed, the sound of running water was still heard which meant she hadn't heard it I decide to watch he was just calling out of curiosity "Mase💙🏴󐁧󐁢󐁥󐁮 󐁧󐁿" I was in a good enough position to know that it was my sounds of Mao you, I mean, there are not a million people who we know in the name start like this and who have English in more than that it didn't bother me that my wife is the number of one of my closest friends what bothered me was more about the heart next to it he didn't know each other enough for nicknames and calls as soon as awakening. While I was deep in thought another noise was heard, this time it was a notification.

- I won't go to training today, when he comes out call me to talk about everything-

I felt my blood boil at the thought going through my head, it couldn't be true, he would never do that to me? I couldn't think straight anymore, it was as if time had stopped at this improbable thought, so much so that I hadn't noticed that the sound of the water had stopped and the door to the room bathroom was open.

《 are you still there?》 Another day hearing his voice would have calmed me down but now it only made me even angrier than I already am.

《 what is that?》 I asked adding the phone in front of his eyes.

《My...My phone, why do you have it anyway?》

《 don't play innocent with me! How long has this been going on huh?》 I definitely had more patience, I just wanted to get this thing over with ASAP.

《What are you talking about?》 Ask such, she's nervous it was obvious, which only confirmed my theory.

《 of all the people in the world, I never imagined that it would be you who would disappoint me the most, I really thought that you loved me, but you went to cheat on me with another, and not just any person, but with my best friend.》 After saying that I leave the house slamming the door.

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All for this time, I will start writing part 2 soon. patience.

thank you for reading and see you soon for a new chapter.

Kisses 😊

[solplease]

I'm not gonna lie, my first thought when I first saw Cassian was that I'd low-key let him hit😣🙏🙏

My second thought was that we're kinda a perfect match... He doesn't like us talking to others, and since I'm an introvert and a scaredy-cat when it comes to socializing I feel like that wouldn't really be a problem for me... He better be ready to hear me rant about multiple different game lores though! (He might also need to be prepared for hearing me say FREAKY things about my favorite characters...) Also! Since we're both kinda clingy and dependent(which probably isn't a good thing, tbh), I feel like we wouldn't really have any issues when it comes to certain things😧

The fact that he's an artist makes him even better, since I'm also an artist myself so I feel like I would likely show my artwork to him and vise versa! And let's not forget that he's rich...(I like money🥺👉👈)

I feel like the only sort of problem that we would have is the fact that he's unintentionally very manipulative. I'm not really someone who can handle conflict well when it comes to my friends, and if he were to try to guilt-trip me during some sort of conflict I feel like I would honestly probably cry or something(I'm low-key really sensitive😓), and if this were to happen often I would probably start to distance myself from him. Also about the camera thing... That probably wouldn't go down that well as I HATE PICTURES OR VIDEOS OF ME, so like if I were to find out that he hid a camera somewhere to watch me, I would honestly crash out😭

But yeah, other than that, I feel like we would be an okay match! We can be soppy wet cats together(we both kinda have that energy)🥺 Also sorry for the sort of long ask...🙁

omg. hi anon, pls don't apologize for the length of this ask my heart leaped out of my chest (in a good way i prommy) when i saw the notif

firstly, thank you for liking cassian!! that makes me very very happy hehe, secondly, sorry for the long response in advance HAHA

anyway. cassy will ALWAYS be ready to hear you talk about literally anything you want to talk about, he might get a teensy bit jealous if you talk about your faves but he understands that they make you happy and what else would he want other than your happiness?

tbh cass is the kind of guy who will put your needs before his, so he'll try his best to be healthy for you (even tho it might not work out the way you'd expect it to haha </3) but he'd be happy if you clung onto him, he'd think you're really cute x)

cassian would absolutely adore it if you showed him your art and he got to show his to you, if he isn't swooning like crazy already (which he def is) then he sure as hell is now! he loves you, and he loves drawing, together you make a perfect match <3 (and doesn't everyone like money? he's ready to give you as much as you want btw, whatever you want? he's got you covered)

unfortunately, cassian IS manipulative and he's not aware of it, so if you bring it to his attention he might try to work on it? and he totally gets you being sensitive, he's really sensitive too, he's very easily hurt by things. but if you started to cry he'll do his best to make you feel better... and he doesnt like conflict either so he'll try to work his way around it... oops...

but if you start distancing yourself he might go a little crazy! (cant forget that. he's not very right in the head </3) so he'll definitely try to avoid any sort of conflict

about the cameras,,, if he somehow finds out that you hate that sorta thing, he'll probs jump to the conclusion that you'd hate him, so... i wonder what he'd do? take them down? hide them better so you'd never find em? not too sure... or maybe he'll have you stay by his side so he won't need the cameras to look at you <3 (also i totally get hating pics n vids of myself. and tbh he would too, i forgot to mention it explicitly, but he's got a really low self esteem)

would you do him the favour of being his soppy wet cat partner forever? i think he'd like that.

um yeah im done. SORRY FOR THE LONG RESPONSE HAHA

[prestonmonterey]

to apologise for spamming your notifs:

1, 14, 21, 24? /nf

(not even sure if i'm remembering correctly sorry---)

aaa its ok :3 youre at 268 now tho...

comfort characters?

hmmmmmm. i used to have a lot more comfort characters than i do now... idk ill just say like. jedidiah martin

14. do you like the smell after it rains?

nooo :( its called petrichor which is a really neat word but im like weird n particular about smells :PP

21. something youve kept since childhood

i have this heart shaped rose quartz that my brother found on the playground in middle school. i stole it from him and i keep it in my drawer of things ive stolen/found :333

24. if we were on a rooftop together what would we do?

obviously like. tell stories and laugh, drink wine with the cork pushed inside. we'd talk about class and dig up the past, we both have no reason to hide :DDD /ref

you can keep spamming my notifs if you want btw :3 im just like. sitting on my floor touching up the wing ears :PP

[softxsuki]

꒰ ˆ ꒵ ˆ꒱ Hi, Han! Congratulations on 1000+ followers! I've been around since you hit 400 and I couldn't be more proud of you and how far you've come. You're too good for this world and just seeing you pop up in my notifications puts a smile on my face. („⊹𝅒⊹„) I'm sure you’ll get even more supporters soon (as you deserve) and I hope I'll get to see your blog keeping on growing! Thank for all of the content you put out for us, this plataform wouldn't be the same without you and would mean a lot less to me. (ﾉ´ヮ`)ﾉ*: ･

Anyway, if it's okay, could I please send in a request for the event?

❥ Pronouns:

𖤣 they/them

❥ Fandoms:

𖤣 Tokyo Revengers, Obey Me, Jujutsu Kaisen

❥ Gender:

𖤣 It doesn't matter!

❥ Type of matchup:

𖤣 Romantic

❥ Myer-Briggs Personality Type:

𖤣 INFP-T

❥ Zodiac:

𖤣 Sagittarius

❥ What I value:

𖤣 loyalty; open-mindedness; respect.

❥ My type:

𖤣 I don't think I have one, I never judge people by their looks and don't consider anyone I've met, until now, ugly.

❥ What's my personality like:

𖤣 observant; pretty short-tempered; indecisive (but i do make good choices); smart; ambivert; creative; genuine; lazy; camera shy; optimistic; I can get easily confused; forgetful; moody; reliable; sassy; people say I have great taste (for music, fashion, food, crushes, decorations, locations, etc); spontaneous; stubborn; sensitive;

❥ Hobbies/things I like to do:

𖤣 I don't think I have any talent to hobbies... So here are the things I like to do: traveling; shopping; exploring new places; spend hours swinging on swings; listening to music; eating out; collecting plushies;

❥ Details:

𖤣 I'm at my last school year and still have no idea of what to do with my life; I'm from Brazil; I've been trying to gain a little bit of weight; I have a sweet tooth; I'm very picky when it comes to food;

❥ Kind of scenario:

𖤣 Hmmmm, maybe what mornings with them are like?? I really don't know!!

𑁍 Take your time, Han! I hope you have an amazing day and life!! Thank you for existing, you're insanely special to me and to many others. 𑁍

1000 Follower Event Matchup #27

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Note: Thank you! It's crazy that I made this event when I hit 1k and now I'm at 1.5k...these matchups took me way too long. I'm so sorry for the wait. But omg you've been around since I was at 400 followers :( you've stuck with me for a while! Thank you so much for all your support. I hope you like who I matched you with <3

I match you with: DRAKEN, BEELZEBUB, ITADORI

Runner-ups were: Mitsuya, Lucifer, Megumi

Draken:

I feel like Draken would be your support system

He’s such a dependable guy, he’d want you to lean on him for once

He loves your sass btw, it adds a little spice to your relationship that keeps things interesting, so keep pushing his buttons

Always takes you out to eat, watching you with a little smirk as you happily enjoy your food (even if you’re picky and only eat chicken tenders with fries) as long as you’re happy he’s happy

He’s not the biggest shopper, but whenever you want to go out shopping he insists on tagging along, kinda playing your bodyguard and official bag holder, you’re not holding any bags with him around

What are mornings with Draken like?

Hmmm, I think he’s not the biggest morning person, so he’s a little slow at waking up (after all, he lives in a brothel which is more active during the night)

Groggy morning voice as he cuddles into you, hiding his face in the crook of your neck 

So definitely a slow morning, but be happy, because you’re getting an unusually clingy and cute Draken lol

Beelzebub:

This man’s brother is the avatar of sloth lol, he’s pretty fond of your laziness

Beel is our gentleman :( he’s a big ol teddy bear

Super loyal and respectful, he treats you like you’re his treasure

Pls don’t lose your temper with him :( he’d get all pouty, though having Satan as his brother, he is pretty used to it, but it would hurt more if you specifically get mad at him

You’re eating out like 10 times a day with him LOL

If you’re a picky eater, he’d gladly take whatever you don’t want from your plate, and even shares some things on his own plate that you love :( <3 so in love omg

And if you’re trying to gain weight, he’s the perfect person to help you out with that :D 

What are mornings with Beel like?

Well…he’s already up in the kitchen making you both breakfast

Surprises you with breakfast in bed every morning and is actually able to control his urges and manages to not eat the entire plate before it reaches you

He’s down to do whatever you want for the day, he’ll follow you around :) so long as you feed him along the way

Itadori:

This cutie is perfect boyfriend material, especially for you

I picture him taking so many off-guard pictures of you to save to his phone; no matter how much you try to convince him that you look horrible in them, he just spends the next few days gushing over them, admiring the small image of you on his phone <3

He feeds your plushy addiction, he finds your collection cute and loves seeing how happy you get when you get a new one added in 

Loyal golden retriever boyfriend 10000000%

Goes on a walk to the park with you while you swing on the swings side by side, chatting and eating the ice cream he bought you :D 

What are mornings like with Itadori?

Energetic…I hope you’re a morning person, because he’s fresh as a daisy pretty early in the morning, ready for another adventure with you

He’s the type to watch you as you sleep, waiting excitedly for you to wake up, and eventually you do wake up from feeling him watch you lol

Morning kisses are a must and maybe even some cuddles

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Posted: 08/28/2023

[theflyingfeeling]

Hi hi helloooooo!

There has been a scenario/headcanon/thought whatever this is that I've been thinking for the past two days and it's stupid but I want to share it now 😭

Due to lack of Olli/Allu content (you know they have been in the US for a week already and what have we gotten? Only one pic of them 😤 (and this is a joke btw)) I've had this headcanon that during/after Aleksi's streams Olli realized "oh shit I actually have feelings for him" and that it's not normal to stay awake waiting for the other to text or rewatch the streams when you can't sleep🤧

or vice versa (I'm pretty sure I've talked about this before??) the chat makes Aleksi realize that it's, in fact, not normal to smile so widely when getting a text from Olli or check his phone every minute waiting for an answer 😭 (and maybe Aleksi sees the cute tiktok edits all the kids make and the comments and he realizes that it's not really that platonic after all)

and maybe Aleksi gets scared and thinks he really shouldn't fall for his bandmate and oh no it CAN'T be happening and it's his biggest fear andandand- it leads to Aleksi avoiding Olli and making up excuses why he wants to room with someone else and poor Olli gets so confused and sad and aaaaaaa 😭🥺

I think there was even more to this but I can't remember now 🧍‍♀️ also now when I have written this I realize we actually talked about something like this didn't we?? Well now I talked about this more sorry 🤧

(and once again sorry for all the grammatical errors I'm just writing whatever comes to my mind 😭)

Hello there hiiiiii!! 🥰

Yeah I think we discussed something similar not so long ago but guess what!! I'm absolutely down for talking about this some more because hell yeah feelings realisation and pining and angst and all that heart-wrenching stuff!! 😌

I see your 'one of them realises they have a crush and get scared and proceed to avoid the other because that'll sure solve the issue' and raise you 'what if they both did' because 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 that would be even more terrible, with both of them having the oh shit moment (simultaneously, unbeknownst to each other), thinking they shouldn't be having feelings for the other and start avoiding each other, yet they get sad when the other is avoiding them as well, because even though they avoid each other they still want to be together and they miss each other so much and maybe Aleksi cries about it against Niko's shoulder (without actually telling them what it's about) and Olli does the exact same with whoever he's rooming with and-- 🥺🥺🥺🥺

But yeah, ngl I've been thinking about something similar a lot as well recently. It's just too easy to imagine Aleksi in his studio at ass o'clock with a stupid smile on his face every time he gets a new notification from Olli, and omg Olli watching Aleksi's streams when he can't sleep? Because he misses him so much and then he realises he misses him maybe a little too much? Yeah okay great thanks, I'll be thinking about this for the rest of week probably 🤧😭💕

(okay hiding my final thought under a cut because of reasons 😅)

And like. All that^ is obviously just headcanoning and very much Not Real, but at the same time, we've got to remember that Aleksi choosing Olli as his ghost story buddy for his spooky stream - because he knew Olli would 1) be awake, and 2) be totally down for it - and that Olli was, in fact, down for it and just abandoned whatever he had been doing to do even more than what Aleksi asked of him, way past midnight (!!!!), is something that actually happened and is thus Very Real, and that's gotta tell you something, I mean hellooooo?!?!?! And no I will NOT shut up about this already because it's still the cutest shit ever, and so I'm asking you, is it really so far-fetched and impossible that two friends and bandmates who clearly enjoy each other's company a lot develop some feelings for each other? Like, just teeny tiny feelings?? I for one don't think so 😤😭

To conclude, your honour, they're in sweet bisexual love and probably don't even know it yet 😔

[fancifulflora]

surprise. its me, sol. but with sunglasses

gonna request ❝  sometimes you amaze me—i mean you always do.  but you have such intuition and real wisdom about things.  i like understanding the way you see the world.  ❞ for rozerîn! mayhaps,,,, high school/college au?

once again, ty

*fades away*

hahaha nice seeing you again, I haven't done au in a long while but I'm excited to give this one a shot

(For this modern! AU. Rozerin is a college student along with you btw)

I'm trying my best to reign in on the length of my writing and keep things short and sweet so let's hope I can keep to that.

Rozerîn was someone you rarely saw around campus, partially due to how busy she was- volunteering in her free time, studying when she needed to, and participating in all her club activities scheduled throughout the week.

It also didn't help that the two of you majored in different areas.

Nevertheless, she always made the effort to meet up with you on Saturdays like this- utilizing the time you two had together to reconnect; catch up.

Sadly, there would be little time for eating sweets over tea today- as the due date for your humanities paper had suddenly crept up on you.

"I should recommend you my scheduling app," Rozerîn mused, entering the library's study room and shutting the door behind her with a soft click, "How far along are you now?"

She did you a mercy by ignoring the eyebags formed on your face, especially since it was a normal occurrence among college students anyway.

You sigh, rubbing your eyes as if brute force alone could wipe the weariness from your face- the intoxicating scent of coffee filling your little prison cell. "Not nearly far enough. Ugh. These core classes are killing me, Rosie- killing me."

She has the decency to look away and hide her amusement at your predicament before sitting across from you- pulling your textbooks over to her side of the table.

"Here, let me see what you're working on," Rozerîn offered, taking a look at the assignment you had forgotten about.

While she busied herself with catching up on the dire situation at hand, you helped yourself to the stiff cardboard tray of drinks she had brought.

Tea, coffee- iced and cold options too.

There was a sweet scent in the air as well, did she get the two of you pastries?

Selecting your choice of drink you took a small sip, sampling the flavor. "Rozerîn, don't get me wrong-" You begin, turning the cup in your hand around and inspecting it while she read. "I always appreciate everything and anything you do but I have to ask, why'd you get so much?"

Did she really expect the two of you to be here all day?

She scrunched up her face at the question, a small bit of color dusting her cheeks- keeping her eyes trained on the work in front of her.

"You didn't tell me what you wanted when I was at the coffee shop, so I grabbed a little bit of everything."

Raising an eyebrow at her words, you check your phone.

A single text notification.

Dang.

"Sorry about that, here," You put down your drink and go rifling for some money, holding out some bills to your study partner who was giving you an indiscernible look. "Let me pay."

"Nonsense," Rozerîn shook her head, pushing the money back at you with a smile. "You can pay me back by getting this work done."

You relented, knowing that Rozerîn's case was a special one. She had gotten into university on the back of a small army of scholarships- so many that she was practically being paid to go to school at this point.

Taking your work back from your study partner, you noticed the small changes and notes already marked on your work. Unsurprisingly, it seemed that Rosie was well-versed in your coursework.

"Did you take this class?" You ask curiously, eyes flipping to your laptop to finalize the recommended edits. Humanities was a core course everyone had to take, yes, but most of the brightest students always had some high school course or two to waive the requirement altogether.

Rozerîn shook her head, taking her own drink from the nearby tray- her free hand raiding her bag for the pastries she was hiding out of your reach. "Not this particular class, but I've taken quite a few of the courses they offer here."

"Making the most of your scholarship?" You joke, happily taking a treat when Rosie offers up a large brown bag at you. "Didn't think you were interested in those courses."

"It may not be my major," Rozerîn hummed, taking another drawn-out sip from her drink. "But I find those courses to be equally fascinating as they are important."

You look up from your laptop, biting down on your lip to keep from smiling.

That storm-grey look of hers shone with a familiar light behind them- a light that seemed to only appear when she spoke of the things that she was passionate about.

"What do you mean?" You ask innocently- though it was mostly to keep her talking, to catch a glimpse of the stars that glowed behind the clouds of grey in her eyes.

"Philosophy, art history, literature analysis- it's so easy to overlook the importance of these classes because there's no studies or 'evidence' to back them in the same way the sciences and math courses do."

You nod, typing up some notes for your paper while Rozerîn takes a tiny nibble of her pastry- a hand lightly smacking the desk as she continues.

"But without those courses, how can someone truly understand other people- past or present? You'd never be able to understand the human condition reflected in the art and writing of the past. You'd never be able to connect with other people; empathize with them, if you have little understanding of their values- both religion and philosophy fundamental in that."

By now you had stopped your typing, instead training your gaze onto her sharp features as Rozerîn crossed her arms- her gaze distant.

"I love science- adore it, but science without humanity is cruel. Reason- logic without compassion; heartless."

Her body froze, Rozerîn realizing just that she had been ranting, and if you were to bet on it- your gaze on her was not helping.

"Sorry!" she blurted, hiding her dark red face behind a curtain of black hair. "I got carried away."

Her meek voice squeezed your heart, your hand reaching for hers without hesitation- lacing your fingers together.

"Don't be, honestly, I love it." You admit, watching with amusement as Rozerîn covered her lips with her free hand in an attempt to hide her smile from the world.

From you.

"Is...is that so?" she breathes, unable to hide the joy in her voice as easily as she did her smile- the squeeze you gave her hand drawing her back to you.

"Of course," You nod in earnest, her reaction to the praise bringing out a bolder side of yourself. "Sometimes you amaze me if I'm going to be honest—I mean you always do."

"Flatter." her accusatory tone was light, the small attempt to swat at your words falling upon deaf ears.

"You just have such intuition and a real wisdom about most things. I like understanding the way you see the world."

It was a beautiful way to see it.

Rozerîn was at her limit now, pulling back her hand so she could hide behind both at once- head shaking at the barrage of sincere praise she was suddenly receiving.

"Enough, spare my poor heart" Now it was her turn to groan- the poor student hunched over in her seat. "Let's just... go back to your work."

So cute.

Turning your attention back to your paper was a struggle of self-control, but one you won out in the end. You had a lot more ideas to work with now, thanks to Rozerîn and even if you were to hit a wall, you knew she'd be there to help guide you out of it.

She'd just need some time to recover first.

[alex-rambles]

You were locked in your basement?? Btw, if you do move, perhaps hide your phone in like your clothes or pocket as you’re wearing them. Trust me, it’s easy and they won’t suspect to look through the clothes you’re wearing and if you have to change clothes or whatever, just hide your phone again in the current clothes you’re wearing or even inside of your shoe. If you have a binder, it’s perfect to hide your phone inside of there.

This is a very long post that I made to explain my situation + it's a vent

Nonono not locked. I just meant my parents made me be down there with them. Yeah no when I said "trapped in my basement" I just meant with my family cuz the tornado sirens were going off don't worry. It was just kinda annoying.

I appreciate the help, but my secret device is actually a tablet they got me a year ago, and FORGOT PARENTAL CONTROLS, because my stepdad was setting it up and he is not familiar with the type of tablet it is. They thought they threw it away (I had two of em. One was much more monitored because it was from when I was little. They are just these Amazon Fire Tablets, and they thought they threw both of em away, because when they were cleaning out the closet they couldn't find it, and just assumed they threw it away earlier. I got lucky).

Lucky for me, it was actually in my room. The one my stepdad set up. The unmonitored one where I can browse the internet as I please and check out whatever website I want. The only thing was that I couldn't download any apps I didn't already have, as my mom would get a notification because of how the Amazon App Store worked.

I can probably put it in a backpack, but the wifi would have to change and they'd probably notice the tablet on the plan or whatever, and the tablet doesn't use cellular data.

My actual PHONE is monitored. It's an android with this silly google family link thing on it, and my parents (technically my stepdad, he's the one in control) can easily go into the app on THEIR phones, and check my screen time, and every app I have on it (and I can't even download an app without my stepdads permission. If I try to get an apk from the internet and install it, the thing blocks it), as well as what websites I've gone too recently.

HOWEVER, on the subject of checking websites, they can only see what websites I browse on google chrome. My phone came with another Samsung Internet browser, and on THAT, I can open an incognito tab (dubbed Secret Mode). But I have to be sparing with that because my parents will notice I was using Samsung Internet a lot if I use it too much, and then whoops, that'll get monitored too.

So basically, if we move, I lose what is basically my only lifeline, the only reason I'm politically aware, and the only resources I have as a trans person (my parents have offered groups, but I'm too socially awkward. I absolutely prefer face-to-face communication, yes, but with people I know, thanks. If I don't know you, let's just chat through Tumblr or QuoteV, yeah?). That's a problem.

But it's fine, we live in an expensive area because we got lucky when we moved in two years ago. And they said they will only move if we can stay in the same school district. So, fingers crossed, everything is too expensive. Lots of houses going up for sale around here, but they're all too expensive or not the conditions my parents want or need.

TLDR I already have a monitored phone, my secret device is a tablet, my parents never allowed me on social media because 'it's not safe' and they think I can't take care of myself, and if we move I lose the social media because of needing to switch wifi, which is big bad because it has been supporting me and keeping me entertained

[disanddatmedia]

ALRIGHT Y'ALL I WANT SUGGESTIONS 🎵✨️🏳️‍⚧️💥

I work in a record store, I can play basically anything I want, any genre, any style, but also its important for motivation in this time to keep moving forward, so I'm making a public playlist (which I'll make it so its off youtube later for myself, but playlist will still stay)

I WANT SONG SUGGESTIONS, SUGGEST YOUR RAGE AGASINT THE MACHINES, YOUR AGASINT ME!, YOUR CHAPPELL ROAN, YOUR ICE CUBE, YOUR JOHNNY CASH, YOUR LOUIS ARMSTRONG

SERIOUSLY. ANY GENRE, ANY STYLE

As long as:

1) They are not a fasc/fasc supporter/fasc simp (if theres a song that fits but the artist came out recently being said fasc, find a better cover)

2) it is either:

a] Rebellion/uprising/protest adjacent, ex. "Randy McCally (No Love Like Christian Hate)" by TX2,

b] music that is feel good from artist that are actively targeted by fasc, ex. "Pink Pony Club" by Chappell Roan

or c] important songs for these times (example would be "The Village" by Warbel)

(Queer songs are a great pick too btw)

Flood my notifications with comments on this post for songs, or better yet, add the song itself

Playlist: In these trying times https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLKRwutKPPfjUa_7UOmevhAtYQ_25xmmky&jct=hv8r7HM6sPF_Kf9Rmj2qKw

Why not Spotify? Cause 1) I don't have one, 2) cost money to use functionality, 3) they really like removing tracks, hiding tracks, pushing their picks over what you want based on your music, 4) smaller artist get kicked down

I put 1 down so far, from my favorite band, "The New US" by The Trews

[reocidal]

07. epilogue

ONE (1) SLIGHTLY SUGGESTIVE SENTENCE CAN BE FOUND IN THIS CHAPTER

"you're a shit father, suna," you snort, staring at your boyfriend, who's currently on his hands and knees and peering under the bed.

"sunarin junior, come to dad," he gasps, breathless, before turning to look at you. "last name, did i do something?"

"no, i just like it, it's pretty."

he grins at you, turning back to your... child who's hiding beneath your shared bed. "fu— frick you, i'm going to your mama."

he gets up, huffing, and lets himself fall unceremoniously into your arms. "you like my last name, hm?"

you nod, giggling as he noses at your neck. "stop, it tickles."

rin hums, ignoring you. "i'm glad; one of these days it'll be yours."

you pause. "rin, you didn't just—"

"shut up."

"you're so fucking sappy," you smile as he kisses you lazily, tangling your fingers into his hair. "whatcha wanna do for our anniversary?"

"ideally keep you in bed all day," he says, dodging your hands as you try to hit him, blushing.

it's been almost three years since the kiss in the freezing cold of the parking lot, three years since you and your boyfriend snuck back into his room, with flushed cheeks, not just from the cold, three years since you woke up to about a thousand notifications on your phone from everyone you knew. three years of ups and downs — mostly ups, somehow, and it convinces you that maybe the two of you are meant to be — and three years of finally, finally having your beloved in your arms.

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[call-sign-shark]

The way I jumped on this notification I swear...

Ah shit, her new life didn't last long. I know that's uncool but I couldn't help but laugh at her misfortune because... Sheesh, that's unfair. 😅 Nevertheless I was s h o o k when I learnt that Tommy was the one behind this chain of unfortunate events. Thanks, Polly for lending her Ada's room, she's a true hero. And here we have a scene with our three idiots. I swear I love John with all my heart but I couldn't help rolling my eyes at his drunkness because he's just sooo stupid. Like he hides the whiskey stains because he's afraid of Pol's reaction lmaooo. Nevertheless, we all should pick up this : "For once, he was the lesser drunk out of the three." ARTHUR BABE. That's a miracle! The reason why he drinks carefully is adorable. You know Brummie, I already love him far too much for my own sanity, you don't need to make things worst... Because Gosh, your portrayal of him is so in character and, at the same time, so soft in this series that I am SQUEALING.

" Nah, Y/N was an angel" Arthur said resting his hands on his stomach as the four glasses of sharp liquor started to weigh down his heavy eyes." It's the other one I didn't get. You had it all Tom, what the hell was that?" I swear he's the real king of Hopelessly Devoted. Say it, Arty. Your brother had been a dumbass with our lovely and truthful little Y/N. I love how he's always protecting his little sister, even against Tommy. Btw her violent reaction was unexpected but so deserved -- fucking with Grace only to piss off Y/N is childish asf. "Drunk, one arm bloody, hair disheveled, he looked a mess, a desperate pitiful mess." now that's what I like. Now he understands how he made her feel. This passage is a masterpiece -- the contrast of the elegant and cold Tommy being shitfaced, bloody, messy and vulnerable is really enjoyable. Serves him right for being a cunt. Her rage got me all excited! Is she going to spit facts right at his face? Oh God I hope so.

"I'm not your sweetheart anymore. I'm done Tommy." you cried turning around as Tommy's hand dropped from your face. Such a powerful line, my heart aches for her. Also when she explains that she might have broken his heart once but he did it all over again was brilliant. He's been stomping her freaking glass balloon for five damn years. I must admit that I also feel for Tommy, who might be an idiot but who is definitely suffering from the situation too. Like, the scene in which he drops on his knees and yells at the world to look at him begging was sooo dramatic but incredibly well written and emotional. I don't know why but it's so aesthetic??

AHHH CURLY. He's just a baby, please protect him at all costs. I don't know how you did it but I could see this in my mind. I could HEAR Charlie and Curly. Your writing skills are really at their peak with this new series, they leave me fucking speechless. "She still comes in here. Find her siting there watching Curly brush the horses like she did when she was a kid, like when you were both kids" I am delighted by the short mention of their childhood memories. It fleshes out Y/N and depicts happier and more innocent times. It also helps us understand her devotion to Tommy and how miserable he has been since they broke up. Also Uncle Charlie's quiet and eternally cold demeanor when asking if he had broken Y/N's heart again ... *chief's kiss*.

If I had to select one favorite passage it would be the difference between Tommy's posy flowers and the grandiloquent and expensive bouquet he gifts her now in a vain attempt to be forgiven. It speaks SO MUCH and it's one of a fucking brilliant way to highlight how much he has changed after the war. The word "pitiful" is also well chosen to describe what he's trying to do. At first I was rooting for her when she told Archie her plans! AND GOSH!! Tommy threatening everyone not to give her a job... It's pure manipulation and frankly Yandere. He really wants to corner her. "five years worth of pent-up anger coming his way too." Ouuuhhh Y/N isn't going to be easy on her and she's going to release the wild girl she was teehee.

Incredible chapter Brummie! From the plot to the writing to the portrayal of characters. When I tell you I'm disappointed when I finish the chapter I'm not joking. You have a real talent for creating suspense and you really leave us wanting more. I am really impatient for the next update! Just wow. Much astounded by this series. You're a gem, honey. 🖤

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Hopelessly Devoted (PART FIVE)

Summary: After your tearful departure from Small Heath, you find your way back in the town you bid farewell to quicker than expected, Inevitably back to face the very man who told you to leave. Will your unavoidable confrontation with Tommy threaten to put an even heavier strain on your already fragile relationship?

Warnings: Language, angst, mutual pining, mentions of blood

" Fuck, fuck fuck!" you sobbed dropping your keys on the floor as you furiously wiped away your tears. With one sharp kick in frustration to the old wooden door at your current predicament you slumped down onto the cobbled floor as the clouds broke open and a deluge of rain poured down on you. Great.

" Y/N?..." You heard Polly's voice say in the darkened alleyway, her heels echoing loudly through the back row of house as she hurried over to you, holding her brolly up from the torrential rain now pouring down on the entire town. Yes that's right, Polly. You was back. Your dramatic departure filled with tears and sorrow in attempts to escape both your broken heart and Tommy's fury lasted all but one day. One fucking day. You quickly learnt upon your arrival in London after meeting with the Landlord that there had been a mistake or, what you had determined to be an absolute bollocks of an injustice. There was no letting, or at least there wasn't anymore. Greed knows no bounds and the Landlord your cousin had spoken of was no different. With little sympathy he quickly explained to you that he had let the property out to someone else, favouring their six months advance in rent over your measly one month deposit, leaving you on the doorstep of the flat you hoped you would call home with a puff from his cigar and a snide smirk as he slammed the door In your face. " Y/N?" Polly said as she helped you up from the ground, her eyes wide in confusion." You should be in London. What are you doing back here love?" She questioned as she pulled you under her umbrella, rubbing you arm up and down in attempts to warm you up.

" I was. But like everything in my life it was a disaster. I can't do anything right " you said as you sniffed back your tears bending down to pick up your keys.

" Disaster? You've only been gone twenty-four hours. What could have gone so wrong that you found yourself back in this shit hole?" She replied looking around her as she kicked a clump of mud off the end of her pristine black boots.

" Landlord had a better proposition, six months worth of rent in advance" you replied as you wrapped your hands around your body from the cold.

" Greedy bastard" she replied with an irritated huff on your behalf. "What about your cousin, you couldn't have stayed with her?"

"She's not there. Neighbour said she went to Hull on holiday. A holiday, In winter, who does that?" nobody does Polly thought to herself, especially not somewhere as bitterly windy as Hull. This was all too much of a coincidence for her liking. There was only one person that could have arranged all this within the space of twenty four hours and he was currently sat in the Garrison with her two other nephews and half a bottle of whisky in his hand. Deciding to spare you any further misery for one day she kept her suspicions to herself, but not without mentally taking note to give her meddling nephew a sharp smack to the back of his head the moment he had sobered up and the warm lull of alcohol had worn off. " I have two weeks left of rent on this place Pol. I kept a key just in case" you said turning to look up at your bedsit window. " He's changed the fucking locks on the back door, I can't get in!" you started to sob again as you looked down at the keys in your hand." Pol what am I supposed to do?"

" Come on, you'll stop at mine" she said hooking her arm in yours as she started walking you out the alleyway.

" Pol, Tommy...I can't " you said as you abruptly pulled away.

" Yes you can. You'll stop in Ada's old room. And as for Tommy, you let me worry about him. Understood?" she replied, not giving you a chance to argue otherwise as she took you by the arm once again. " I doubt you'll see him anyway love. He'll be in the Garrison until the early hours drowning in his sorrows"

" Sorrows? What's he got to be sorry about, thought he had everything made?"

"Y/N, there's something I need to tell you..."

" Bewitched, she bloody bewitched you!" John slurred as he raised his glass of whisky up to the ceiling whilst he precariously tried to pour a steady stream of the amber liquor down into his mouth, half of it inevitably spilling onto his freshly ironed shirt.

"No. Y/N bewitched me. Bewitched me since we were kids" Tommy said as he slammed his glass down onto the table, reaching in his pocket to pull out a pack of cigarettes.

" Fucking hell, that good was it Tommy?" John laughed with a snort as Arthur threw a cushion at his head causing the remainder of his whisky to tip over onto the plush crimson sofa he was laying on. Polly would certainly have his head for that.

" Wouldn't fucking know anymore, it's been five years" Tommy mumbled under his breath lighting a cigarette as he let his body fall back into the arm chair. But he did know, he did remember. He'd thought about you every night since the day he boarded the train for France. Thought about the small whimpers he would coax from your lips as he rocked his body into yours. The way he'd wrap you tightly in his arms after as you drifted off to sleep, listening to the gentle sounds of you breathing as his own eyes became heavy, and he joined you in peaceful dreams. Now all he heard was the sound of shovels on the four walls of his room, reminding him of what he had lost, what he had endured in those lonely nights away from you. Not that he would admit it of course.

" So what's your plan Tom?" Arthur said as he looked down at his drink, swirling the amber liquor from side to side before downing it. For once, he was the lesser drunk out of the three. Polly had given him strict instructions to go easy on the whisky and watch that Tommy didn't drink himself into oblivion. What Polly really meant was to not drink at all, but all Arthur heard was " go easy". And he had, albeit within his own limits before he too was too drunk to stand and ended up as hammered as his two younger brothers.

" Bloody Plan. I don't have a plan" Tommy lied as he stood up, leaning his arm on the mantle of the fire place to keep himself steady as he looked into the flames.

" You not going to London after her then?" Arthur asked as a heavy feeling of guilt started to sit uncomfortably in the pit of Tommy's stomach. The truth was Tommy did have a plan, one that had started to play on his conscious like the many other things he had added in the last twenty-four hours.

" She won't be in London for long" Tommy replied as he flicked his cigarette into the flames.

" Jesus Tom, what you done now?" Arthur said as he stood up, handing him the bottle of whisky to further dull his guilt.

" Something I'll regret no doubt" he said taking the bottle, intent on finishing its contents before Arthur grabbed it back. Pulling out your gold watch from his trouser pocket Tommy rubbed his thumb over the front, the wear and tear of the years he had kept it by his side more noticeable the longer he looked at it. " Fucking women eh?" Tommy said as he cleared his throat placing the watch back in his pocket.

" Your fucking women. You don't half pick 'em" John replied as he sat up rubbing the back of his neck as he placed a cushion over the whisky stain beside him, hopeful Polly wouldn't notice.

" Nah, Y/N was an angel" Arthur said resting his hands on his stomach as the four glasses of sharp liquor started to weigh down his heavy eyes." It's the other one I didn't get. You had it all Tom, what the hell was that?"

" To piss Y/N off" Tommy said shamefully when the front door creaked open and you and Polly walked in from the rain.

" To piss me off?..." You said, standing their stunned having heard the entirety of their conversation.

" Y/N..." Tommy said stumbling your name out as he turned to face you, his eyes wide at the realisation you had heard his spiteful confession.

" What the bloody hell are you lot doing here? You're supposed to be in the Garrison" Polly said as she shook the rain from her umbrella, her eyes darting between you and Tommy and the death stare you was sending him. It was all about to kick off.

" Grace was to fucking piss me off?!" You shouted as you marched over, grabbing the bottle of whisky from Arthur's hand and launching it in Tommy's direction.

" Jesus fucking Christ!" John shouted as he jumped out the way, dodging the bottle that landed on the floor beside him as a barrage of other objects came flying Tommy's way.

" Y/N, darling, I didn't mean it like that..." Tommy attempted to say with his hands out as a vase of flowers landed on him, gashing his arm. "Fuck!" he yelled as he looked down at the shard of glass lodged in his skin.

" She got you good there Tom" Arthur chuckled, amused at the fact his little brother was finally getting his dues. " Stay still" Arthur said getting up as he rubbed his hands together ready to play the surgeon. Looking sheepishly over to you Tommy watched as you turned around and stormed out the house.

"Y/N wait!" Tommy shouted as he pushed his brothers hands away, pulling out the piece of glass stuck in his arm with a loud grunt. " Y/N it's pissing it outside, come back in!" he yelled after you as he ran through the living room, stumbling over the edge of the coffee table in the process. Drunk, one arm bloody, hair disheveled, he looked a mess, a desperate pitiful mess.

" Fuck off Tommy!" you shouted, arms crossed as you walked rapidly down Watery Lane.

" Y/N I'm sorry alright! I'm fucking sorry!" He yelled back in the middle of the street, awakening the whole neighborhood as the rain continued to violently pour down on the small town. " I thought it was you. Isaiah, Kimber's men...what, what else was I supposed to think?" he said coming to a stop as you continued to ignore him." You started all this you know, five years ago when you broke my heart!"

" Shut up, shut the fuck up! You screamed as you span around, storming back to him having had enough of hearing the same broken record non- stop for five years. Coming face to face with him, Tommy took a step back. He had never seen you this way, this angry this furious, the softness of your face replaced with a rage he had created. "Have you ever, ever once stopped to think that when you left me on that platform when you didn't look back, you broke my heart too!"

" I did look.."

" Shut up Tommy, just stop!" you cut him off unwilling to entertain anything he had to say as the whirlwind of anger stormed within you.

" Y/N" Tommy said reaching his hand out for you that got quickly slapped away by your own.

" I may have broken your heart first Tommy but every day since you have broken mine over and over again. I waited Tommy, waited five years. Watched you move on with that barmaid, stood there as you accused me of stabbing you in the back" you sobbed, the bitter reality of your unrelenting devotion towards him and all the years you had wasted trying to please him cutting sharper then any cruel passing comment he had ever made." All because I loved you...because I couldn't let go" you sobbed as the anger that had been building in you rapidly left, leaving you stood there deflated.

" Sweetheart please.." Tommy pleaded hearing the hurt in your voice as he gently cupped your cheek, slowly moving closer to press his forehead against yours.

" I'm not your sweetheart anymore. I'm done Tommy." you cried turning around as Tommy's hand dropped from your face.

" Y/N!" Tommy shouted, watching you walk away as he stumbled forward slipping over the wet dirt covered ground, the half bottle of whisky he had drunk dulling his usually sharp reflects. " Have a look everyone, take a good fucking look!" he yelled watching the neighbours curtains twitch from behind their windows, his yelling bringing the whole street's attention to the commotion he was responsible for. "Tommy Shelby on his fucking knees begging, happy now Y/N. Y/N!"

" Bloody hell, get up Tom. You're making a fucking scene" Arthur said looking around the street as him and John pulled him up from the ground.

" How much has he drunk?" Polly said storming over with Tommy's coat as Arthur and John held him up.

" I don't know half a bottle, maybe more" he replied as he brushed the rain off Tommy's face." His alright Pol, ain't you Tom?"

" Arthur, I told you to keep an eye on him. He's a miserable bastard when he's drunk" Polly said looking to her nephew as she placed the coat around Tommy's shoulders.

" Would you all just fuck off..." Tommy slurred, pushing his brothers off him as he walked off into the night.

" Tommy where you going?" John called out ready to follow when Arthur put his hand out.

" Let him drink it off John boy" Arthur said watching him stumble around the corner.

" Don't you mean sleep it off?"

" Drink it off. Tommy's barely slept a wink since him and Y/N broke up"

" Best we leave him to it. The drink will force him to sleep whether he wants to or not" Polly said as she ushered her nephews back to the house. " Come on, in" she ordered them as she turned around to shut the door. " One day, just one day I'd like us not to be the talk of this town"

" Tommy, Tommy! You sick Tommy?" Curly said as he bent down to Tommy laying in a heap of hay inside one of the horses stalls on Charlie's yard early the next morning, his hand grasped tightly around another bottle of whisky he had presumably found on his way there.

" Nothing the hair of the dog can't fix" Charlie said as he bent down lifting Tommy's peaked cap up as Tommy slowly opened his eyes . " Think he's had enough of the good stuff, get him a glass of vinegar instead Curly" Charlie said as Tommy grunted at the idea of his Uncles hangover cure.

" Vinegar, I'll go get vinegar for you Tom. We'll have you back in shape in no time" Curly said as he hurried off out of the stall.

" Tommy get up, you're laying in horses shit" Charlie said as he grabbed the bottle of whisky from his hand. "You won't find what your looking for at the bottom of a bottle Tom" Charlie said as he poured its contents onto the cobbled stable floor beside him whilst Tommy watched the only thing that dulled his self-inflicted guilt slip away. " Y/N?" Charlie said as he turned the tin water bucket upside down to sit next to him, handing him a cigarette.

" Written across my face is it Uncle?" Tommy said as Charlie leaned over to light the end.

" Always did find your way back here, sleeping with the horses when you two would have it off. That and a bowl of cold water on you when she'd find you the next day" Charlie said as Tommy let out a scoff of a laugh looking down at the cigarette between his fingers. " She still comes in here. Find her siting there watching Curly brush the horses like she did when she was a kid, like when you were both kids" he said as he nodded to the bench in the corner of the stall as Tommy rested the back of his head on the wooden enclosure whilst the memories of happier times flooded back to him.

" Started when her dad died. Would bring us here to get away from her mum and Polly's sharp hand on the back of my head" Tommy chuckled as he breathed out a cloud of smoke. " Just wanted her to enjoy the quiet" he sighed rubbing his thumb along his brow as last night's drinking started to catch up with him. How long would he keep doing this?

" Times changed" Charlie said as he looked over to Tommy's eyes fixed on the bench in the corner where you'd both sit " So what did you do this time then Tom?"

" What haven't I done?" Tommy replied as he stood up adjusting his coat around him.

" Still breaking her heart?" Charlie said looking up to Tommy as he watched him pat down the horse he had for company the whole night, thankful he couldn't repeat his drunken rambles.

" Since I boarded the train for France, so I've been told"

" You were too young Tommy. You were about to go off to fight. You could have left her a widow when she was still a kid herself. But I'm guessing that's not all you've done." Charlie said as Tommy listened and let his Uncles words sink in. " Make it right Tom. She's been good to you, she don't deserve this"

" Think I ruined all chances of that Charlie" Tommy said giving up, straightening his peaked cap out as he walked out into the bitter morning mist.

"Bollocks. Bite the bullet and do what you got to do Tom, else you'll spend the rest of your life looking down that whisky bottle" Charlie said as he walked off, throwing the empty glass bottle into the cut.

"Vinegar Tommy" curly said running up to Tommy as he squinted through the fog, watching his Uncle walk off into the yard.

" Save it Curly, for when I'm really down in the dirt, ey?" Tommy said as he patted his shoulder, forgoing the idea of drinking Charlie's sharp remedy to bring him to his senses. His words had been enough. It was time for him to pay the piper and own up to his mistakes if he ever wanted to win you back.

It had been a week since your return to the town you thought you had bid farewell to and a week since you had last seen Tommy, having avoided every one of his attempts to talk to you. After a sharp word to your landlord Polly handed you a new set of keys to your bedsit the very next day. But with only one weeks worth of rent paid left, and your unexpected return ticket from London costing more that you thought it would, your savings were dwindling. Polly had offered you help even asking you to come back to the betting shop, an offer you was convinced Tommy had been the first to suggest. Declining both propositions and adamant on showing Tommy you didn't need, nor want his help you decided to look for work elsewhere, and with three job interviews lined up for today you had high hopes your money troubles would soon pass. Fixing your hat in place, you pushed a small pin into the side firmly securing it from any gusts of wind that threatened to blow it over. With one last glance at your appearance in the mirror you turned around, the smile on your face dropping and a scowl quickly replacing it at the sight of the growing flower garden currently occupying every surface of your bedsit. Seven bouquets of flower for each day you had been back, each with their own card hand written to you from Tommy himself. Fuck sake. Gaudy, flashy, over the top. Not like the beautiful posy of meadow flowers he would spend time picking for you on your birthday. You thought to yourself as you glared at them opening your front door only to be met with another ridiculously large bouquet in your face.

" 'Scuse me Mam" the young boy said as he stepped back. " Delivery from Mr Shelby"

" Jesus fucking Christ" you mumbled under you breath. You had no space for them as was frankly getting fed up with his pitiful gestures. After the relentless messages he had left you it was time to send him one final of your own so he understood exactly what your thoughts were on his grand displays of love. Pulling the card out from within the bouquet of red roses you scoffed at the message before reading it aloud.

" Roses are red..." you said without finishing the rest of the card before ripping it up and placing it back within the flowers as the young boy shuffled on his feet, his eyes quickly darting away. " Send them back Archie" you said with a huff as you shut your door.

" But Mr Shelby he..." the young boy replied nervously before you stopped him.

" Archie it's alright" You said bending down to his level as you placed your hand on his shoulder " Don't you worry about Mr Shelby, he won't do a thing. The only person he will get angry at is himself after his brothers tease him about this, alright?" You smiled as he nodded his head in reply. "Send them back at noon when Arthur and John will be there. We can't let them miss out on the opportunity to get one over on him can we?" you giggled as the young boys muddy cheeks dimpled into a grin. " Go on" you said handing him a penny, winking to him as he ran to the stairs, jumping down the rickety wooden steps two at a time. That will keep him at bay, you thought to yourself as you too headed down the steps jumping off the last one, your mood suddenly brightened again. Little did you know your scheme to keep Tommy away would only backfire when the result of another stupid idea Tommy had concocted to get your attention was about to play out.

" What do you mean the position has been filled?" You asked as you stood in front of the manager of the postal office, having only just arrived for your final job interview that day.

" Sorry Mam. The Position was filled this morning" he replied clearing his throat as he shuffled the papers in front of him.

" But it's only eleven thirty, I'm the first to be interviewed on the list" you pointed out to him at the paper on his desk. This was your last hope. The two previous interviews, well, lack of interviews were disastrous. One only lasted all but three minutes and the other place was shut before you even arrived.

" We erhh, we found someone yesterday" he said packing his documents into the draw as he quickly stood up taking the other pile of files sitting on the side.

" Yesterday was Sunday"

" Mam I'm sorry. I can't help you, the position has been filled" he said as he looked to the door not wanting to be asked any further questions.

" Shelby Company Limited" you scoffed, noticing the business card on top of the pile of documents in his hand. " He's been here hasn't he? Told you not to give me the job?" you huffed crossing your arms as you bit your bottom lip trying to hold back the tears welling in your eyes. Your heightened emotions never failing to show themselves at the most inconvenient of times.

" He said you already have a job, he was quite adamant about it. He..." the manager replied as you put your hand up, stopping him from making any more excuses for him.

" Save it " you said wiping your eyes as you turned on your heel, heading for the very man you knew was to blame not only for this failed job interview but the two others as well. Thomas fucking Shelby. Was this his way of getting you to talk to him, for him to see you? Well he was going to get just that, and five years worth of pent-up anger coming his way too.

(Part Six coming soon!)

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(Hi, if you got a notification of this a while algo, I posted this on accident when it wasn't ready, sorry, sorry, sorry)

Appreciation post to all comments given to my posts in reblogs and comments themselves because I hate that I can't respond to them more easily and wanted to for a good while damnit.

Hopefully this doesn't feel invasive, it's just My attempt at apreciating every one of these. But if it makes you feel uncomfortable, just tell me and I'll delete you from here.

It's all under the cut.

And of course I had to start with these people, including too "sendhelpmydudes" who I'll dedicate a section in a moment.

They are constantly on my notes and I appreciate them a lot, especially when they leave nice comments. These are the users I look for in my notifications and whenever I find them I think "Ah, yes, I knew it". It's nice and you are all cool.

@doodzoodz, @darkmirror804 and @its-actually-ash, you guys draw beautifully, keep it going.

(btw @its-actually-ash, it's sad that you stopped on the Ask blog you had, but if it's the best for you then focus on solving your personal stuff and classes, be happy)

(And @alphajt17, that comment you left about the dance I drew looking like a fusion dance is still funny as hell, gotta love it)

Of course I had to bring you in, @full-moon-phoenix, your reblogs are lovely, your posts are bangers, I'm still so grateful about the KD scatting comp.

@ben-the-hyena you're just awesome, your comments in Devildice I've seen are spot on, you seem interesting as a person just by the way you tag things, you just seem pretty cool. (And thanks for this comment, I'm glad that it seems like a couple people like de KD one)

@sendhelpmydudes, here you are, I loved this answer and I'm glad you liked the drawing. This is just lovely, every time I see it I smile (Hopefully this doesn't sound creepy aaaaa)

And hi @baa-whatever, I look up to you a lot and thus fear to speak to you directly but I'll risk it to say that every time I see a notification like this I scream and hide in a corner in a positive way. That is all.

And same goes to you @calmao666 (Or ando???? Idk) I admire you and appreciate that you started following me since early on, if my memory doesn't fail me.

Ok, now I just want yo leave comments on stuff I can't answer to more easily-

Starting with this. @helios-shine, thank you :,) Really, love the idea of the cup bros with the scenes of the camp- that sounds funny. But all credit really goes to @ando666detonao, hopefully you showed this user appreciation too because it's more than deserved.

This right here scared me- I swear to God @brazzilianbuddy, I didn't know this actually looked like some real person- I fear which one you thought of.

And I run out of pictures that I can put here... Uuhhh, I'll make a part 2, hold on.