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depressing-debbie · 3 years ago

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Are you still doing the fluff alphabet? If so, could you do Levi?? Thank you 😘

Absolutely! Fluff alphabet masterlist is here

School may be crashing and burning but at least I’ve got time to write :) lmao

I wrote this at 3 AM and I refuse to edit, so enjoy <3

Fluff Alphabet: Levi

A ctivities - What do they like to do with their s/o? How do they spend their free time with them?

I honestly don’t think the activity matters to him. He likes to stay home a lot because it’s easier, and because he feels more comfortable somewhere private. Big fancy dates aren’t super common because he views expensive romantic dinners and such as a cliche that he’s too old and mature for, but if it’s something his s/o would be excited about, he’d be secretly excited to indulge sometimes. He’d also probably enjoy museums and art galleries. But again, for the most part, he just wants to spend time with them, it doesn’t matter where.

B eauty - What do they admire about their s/o? What do they think is beautiful about them?

Levi’s definitely not an appearance-oriented person. Don’t get me wrong, he thinks his s/o is stunning, and he makes sure they know it. But that’s not what he admires about them, their connection is so much deeper than that. He genuinely sees them for who they are and not what they look like, which is why they’re just so beautiful to him, if that makes sense.

C omfort - How would they help their s/o when they feel down/have a panic attack etc.?

He probably panicked the first time he saw his s/o struggling. He’s not the most in tune with his emotions, so he especially doesn’t know how to help others with this kind of thing. But I feel like his protective instincts would kick in and he would actually be really comforting. Most likely, he’d just sit by his s/o’s side silently and make his presence known until they were feeling well enough to talk. At which point he hears them out and offers some advice, of course with the perfect amount of sarcasm and shit jokes to cheer them up a bit. And he’d probably ask them later what they would prefer he do in that situation if it happens again, which of course he would remember in the future.

D reams - How do they picture their future with their s/o?

This is a point of internal conflict for Levi, for sure. After everything he’s been through, again, he’s become pretty emotionally closed off. He can’t really depend on anything or anyone staying in his life for too long because they never have. So it would really take a while before Levi can really start to picture his future with his s/o. Even then, he would feel a bit guilty for allowing himself to indulge in those dreams. But at the end of the day, he just dreams about some sort of stability with his s/o some day. He doesn’t really care about the details, he just wants to know that they’re going to be together, and that they can develop some kind of routine and stability that he never really had in the past.

E qual - Are they the dominant one in the relationship, or rather passive?

It’s definitely equal. Levi shares any decision-making with his s/o, and he’d definitely prefer that they do the same, just because that makes their partnership stronger. Because they are very much a team.

F ight - Would they be easy to forgive their s/o? How are they fighting?

Levi does tend to have a bit of a temper, but it’s not something that he would ever want to bring into his relationship. He doesn’t let either of them fight over something petty just because it’s not worth it. And with a more serious disagreement, he’d try hard to start a genuine discussion about it. Things happen, though, so they obviously get in fights sometimes. Levi can be kind of rude when he gets really frustrated, which is why he tries to avoid it. But he’d never actually say something to hurt his s/o, even when they’re both upset. Usually, even the rare argument calms down enough to be settled rationally.

G ratitude - How grateful are they in general? Are they aware of what their s/o is doing for them?

He is so incredibly grateful for his s/o; he sees and appreciates everything they do for him, and he makes sure it’s known. Explicitly saying something like that makes him a bit uncomfortable, so he finds other ways to silently show his gratitude. He makes sure his s/o’s favorite mug is always clean, and he makes them his favorite blend of tea whenever he sees that they’re stressed out. Just little things that he does to make sure they know he’s thinking about them.

H onesty - Do they have secrets they hide from their s/o? Or do they share everything?

There are pretty much no secrets in the relationship. The past is a little complicated; there are a few stories that Levi probably will never be able to share (or at least, it will take a very long time), and his s/o is more than entitled to keep secrets about their past that they just cannot share. But other than that, it’s an open book. Levi wouldn’t see any reason to lie about most things, unless it’s about keeping his s/o safe, and it would make him really uncomfortable to know that his s/o keeps secrets. Not that there are no boundaries, it’s just that he wouldn’t want to pour his heart out and be vulnerable just to find out that the other person doesn’t trust him as much.

I nspiration - Did their s/o change them somehow, or the other way around? Like trying out new things or helped them overcome personal problems?

I think Levi’s s/o probably helps him a lot, actually. He’s been emotionally closed off for a long time, and being in a relationship with trust and a deep connection would help him to open up a bit and be more vulnerable. He also just lets himself be a bit happier and more optimistic with his s/o, so his life is just a bit easier in general.

J ealousy - Do they get jealous easily? How do they deal with it?

He’d never admit it out loud, but he actually does get pretty jealous. It’s mostly just self esteem issues, not a lack of trust at all. He trusts them more than enough to know that they’re not going to secretly abandon him, so of course he’d never make a big deal out of it (although I think it goes without saying that if someone is hitting on his s/o or something in public and they look remotely uncomfortable, he would go absolutely batshit) But, still, sometimes he can’t help feeling sometimes like he’s not enough for them. He tries to hide it, but it’s pretty obvious that he’s sulking when he’s upset, so his s/o would most likely spot it immediately. And all he would really need is a gentle reminder that he IS enough for them.

K iss - Are they a good kisser? What was the first kiss like?

Alright I’m conflicted on this one. I’m just gonna say it, his first kiss with his s/o was kind of just not that great. He wouldn’t DARE not ask for proper consent, HOWEVER he ended up asking like three times just to make sure it was alright, which made it a teensy bit awkward. Once he finally gave in, he just gave them the teensiest little kiss and that was it for like two weeks. He’s not really great with physical touch so it takes a while for him to get comfortable. His s/o would probably have to take over from there or else they’d never kiss again, but once he gets comfortable, he does fine.

L ove Confession - How would they confess to their s/o?

It’s during something incredibly mundane, probably just a car drive or a regular movie night. He’s going about his day when he realizes he loves them, and he’ll be damned if he’s gonna stew on that knowledge for another two weeks just because he’s too nervous. So in the middle of a movie or just like halfway home from the store, he just blurts out “hey, I love you”. It’s completely by surprise, but it’s not like it’s particularly early or far into the relationship, so it makes sense. From then on, he wouldn’t be the type of person to say it all the time (I mean, come on, his s/o should know by now, it’d just be stupid). But he also wouldn’t hold himself back from saying it when he’s feeling particularly grateful for his s/o one day. And hearing them say it back would definitely make him blush just the slightest bit every time.

M arriage - Do they want to get married? How do they propose? What would the marriage be like?

Levi would be absolutely terrified to get married. BUT that’s not to say that he wouldn’t want to. It would take some considering, sure, but especially if it’s something he knows his s/o wants, he’s all in. He’d probably propose in a similar way to how he first said he loves them, except at least just a bit more planned out. It wouldn’t be a cliche grand proposal with doves and rose petals and champagne, that would drive him crazy. Most likely, he surprises them with a homemade dinner, sets the table with candles, and hands them the ring. He’d put on a confident face, but he’s panicking for sure. He’s not really a marriage-y person, so he’s not going to be buying those matching couple towels that have like “mr ackerman” and his s/o’s name on them, and he’s most definitely not giving in to those cheesy weird nicknames (”hubby” makes him glare so hard). But he would love the perceived sense of stability, commitment, and routine that go along with marriage.

N icknames - What do they call their s/o?

Just their name, for the most part. Maybe “love” or “sweetheart”, but he always says that most nicknames are just too cliche. I mean, only lovestruck 20 year olds call each other “babe”, and that is most certainly not their relationship. But, honestly he wouldn’t mind if his s/o gave him one of those cheesy names... not that he’d ever let on to that, of course, but if they happen to figure it out one day... he wouldn’t be mad. Mostly he just loves to hear his name in their voice, so they call each other by their names.

O n Cloud Nine - What are they like when they are in love? Is it obvious for others? How do they express their feelings?

The token stoic expression Levi keeps in public isn’t going away just because he’s in love. To an outside eye, absolutely nothing is different. But even in public, his s/o can probably tell. Maybe it’s something about the way his eyes are just slightly warmer, slightly brighter. Maybe it’s because he’s just the slightest bit more willing to talk and hold a conversation when they’re by his side. But when they’re alone, he finally lets down that stone expression, and he’s like a whole different person. It doesn’t happen often, but on days where he’s just absolutely lovestruck, he walks around his house smiling, holding his s/o’s hand, maybe even curling up on the sofa together to nap. On those days, he just kind of lets himself be happy.

P DA - Are they upfront about their relationship? Do they brag with their s/o in front of others? Or are they rather shy to kiss etc. when others are watching?

Levi’s definitely not a fan of PDA. The relationship isn’t a secret by any means, but he’s also not broadcasting it for the entire world to see. The people close to him know, and that’s plenty. He doesn’t like PDA partly because it’s too vulnerable, but also just because it’s kind of gross and unnecessary to him.

Q uirk - Some random ability they have that’s beneficial in a relationship.

This man has the best memory of anyone you’ll ever meet. It’s honestly a bit unsettling, but he remembers everything his s/o says, and he’ll find a way to bring it up like months later. Sometimes it’s as simple as remembering their favorite food and bringing it to them when they’re stressed out. But it could even be so crazy as them saying in a random conversation in July that they hate when mashed potatoes aren’t totally mashed, and boom, at Thanksgiving that year, they find him mashing the potatoes a little extra just to make sure. (Don’t ask how I came up with that example, my brain is weird.) His mind is a steel trap, and he uses it to his advantage.

R omance - How romantic are they? What would they do to make their s/o happy? Cliché or rather creative?

Cliche romance irritates him so much, he avoids it at all costs, so he’s mostly creative in that sense. He has an eye for picking out ways to make his s/o happy, and even though he doesn’t consider himself particularly romantic, he actually really is.

S upport - Are they helping their s/o achieve their goals? Do they believe in them?

Absolutely! Levi wants nothing more than to help his s/o achieve whatever they’re working towards, and he’s completely supportive. Anything he can do, any help or emotional support he can offer them, he’s more than willing.

T hrill - Do they need to try out new things to spice out your relationship? Or do they prefer a certain routine?

I don’t think he’s AGAINST trying new things, but he really just prefers a routine. Again, it makes him happy to have that connection of stability with his s/o, and he feels so much more comfortable knowing he can depend on that.

U nderstanding - How good do they know their partner? Are they empathetic?

He’s very empathetic. He might struggle sometimes with understanding, just because it’s not very likely that he and his s/o have had similar experiences in life, but he knows them like the back of his hand. What he lacks in immediate understanding, he makes up for in conversations about any issues and an ability to read their expressions really really well.

V alue - How important is the relationship to them? What is it’s worth in comparison to other things in their life?

Honestly, if Levi is in a long term relationship with someone, they’re one of the most important parts of his life. He doesn’t make superficial connections, and he especially doesn’t open up to people he doesn’t care deeply about, so it’s safe to say that he values his s/o greatly.

W ild Card - A random Fluff Headcanon.

He buys his s/o flowers once a week. It’s just a little tradition that makes him happy, and he likes seeing that it makes his s/o happy, so he’s kept it going. If they don’t like flowers, then maybe it’s a little trinket they collect, or a cookie from their favorite bakery. But regardless, he hasn’t missed a week since they’ve been together, it’s really important to him.

X OXO - Are they very affectionate? Do they love to kiss and cuddle?

He’s not necessarily an overly affectionate person. There are occasional days where it really just hits him how lucky he is, and he just wants to hold his s/o for a while and not go do anything that day. But for the most part, he’s not clingy in any means, and his s/o would have to initiate most cuddling. He’ll let them know if he’s really not in the mood, but he usually doesn’t mind (because let’s face it he’s a teensy bit touch starved). But yeah, he shows his affection in different ways for the most part.

Y earning - How will they cope when they’re missing their partner?

It’s not really an issue for him. He’s always been an independent person, so even after he lets himself trust that his s/o isn’t leaving him, he’s not going to be that level of dependent on their presence. He probably would have to fill up his schedule a bit more, though, just so he didn’t have too much down time to get all sad and miss them. He’d also probably clean everything in his sight to calm down until they return.

Z eal - Are they willing to go to great lengths for the relationship? If so, what kind of?

He’s zealous for sure, he isn’t about to let go of a relationship that means this much to him just because he wasn’t willing to put in the work. He’d do as much as he could to make it work.

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ghostie-galaxi · 3 years ago

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Ghost9 as Boyfriends

Junhyung

The serious boyfriend

Like I know the members have said he's no fun and not funny so I feel he also has a sense of maturity because of that

And then you come along being goofy and push him out of his seriousness

Like I can see you joking around with him a lot and having play arguments with him

Like he tries telling a joke and you don't react and he gets upset and tells you to react and y'all just have fun together

Like you'd be joking that he's too serious all the time and you'd push him to the point where he just picks you up and walks you to a bed or something and tickles you

He loves you though and could never stay mad at you, just sigh before kissing you or you kiss him in forgiveness for being mean lol

Although sometimes you get insecure that he gets annoyed and hates when you do that so eventually you ask him how he feels and he gets all soft and cuddly with you and tells you he's not mad at all

That's when he really drops his seriousness and turns into his playful puppy side where he'll holdsyou in his muscular arms while kissing and teasing you

He does have his romantic side with you and looks out and takes care of you

Will always be there to hold you if you're sad, and if he can't he's calling and talking to you enough to distract you from whatever is upsetting you, and will be there as soon as he can to be there for you because he never wants to see you cry, that's what really breaks him the most

And will turn into strong protective boyfriend mode can I just be in his arms already

Although don't be fooled, he get a total ego whenever he catches you staring at him

Like we know he's strong boi so if he catches you staring at him while he's working out he get so cocky and teases you about it

*insert flirty pick-up line along the lines of "like what you see?"*

Will literally try to make you as flustered as possible anytime he has the chance and it's fair game, since you tease him a lot too

But like can we imagine him catching you staring while he's shirtless or working out and says something like that and just comes over and holds you against him as your face is bright red like- or against a wall

But anyways, he's just a really caring and sweet boyfriend even though you two don't let each other breathe and will be there when you need him ❤️

Dongjun

Y'all are gonna do some weird shit

Like if him putting a strawberry on a shoe during Shin's b-day V-live something my sleep paralysis demon loves to remind me of at 3 am isn't bad enough, just imagine what y'all would do together

So if you're already weird, y'all are gonna have a ball and since he's the oldest the other member can't stop him

Even Junhyung has said he can't stop him because he's older

So y'all will just get judged harshly lol

But when you guys aren't doing that, he becomes a softy for you

Like once the awkwardness between you dies down, he's always taking care of you

If you're tired, he's putting your head on his shoulder and holding you

He would definitely be there for you to wipe your tears away and take care of you if you're sick

You also love embarrassing him though

Like when you try taking care of him he gets all flustered and shy

Which makes him smile awkwardly

But he's smile is precious so even if it's awkward you still get to see his adorable smile and you do literally anything just to see or make him smile

He always gets shy when you kiss his cheek so that's your favorite thing to do to make him smile

Speaking of which, I have this idea that he would hold your face anytime he kisses you, like no matter where it is

Like he cups your face with one hand everytime he goes to kiss your lips

He just wants to feel you close to him and will have his other arm around you when he kisses you

Y'all also have deep life conversations

Like he's definitely going to have late night conversations with you if neither of you can sleep and you're just talking in the dark of the bedroom, or over phone calls

So basically, y'all are weird, but you love each other and show affection whenever you can because he loves and cares about you

Shin

The playful boyfriend

Literally always wants to go do something with you

Even if it's just sitting in a park together while talking

But you both will have the best dates

Because he literally finds everything and anything he can just so he can be with you

All the way from amusement parks to star gazing together, y'all are doing it

But also isn't against just staying inside if you really don't want to or if you're both tired

Either way, he will be c o n s t a n t l y showing you affection

Hand holding, back hugging, cheek kisses, fixing your hair/moving out of your face, etc.

Like even if you're in public he doesn't care (unless you don't want him to ofc) he'll kiss you straight up

Cuz he loves you and he's not bothered by other people seeing him kiss his significant other

He's gonna show you he loves you whenever he wants to because he loves you 😤

Speaking of which he gets so pouty when you reject him

Like you playfully turn away and he turns whiny and ends up just showering you in kisses until you give in

Which then he's not stopping, he'll slow down, but doesn't stop

And probably takes you somewhere to cuddle after that so he can keep doing it for the next 20 minutes

Don't be mean lol

Unless you want to cuddled go death for a while

Which isn't a bad thing so like-

He loves cuddling you, and his favorite are comfort cuddles

Like yeah he loves just relaxing and cuddling you but when you sad or stressed or tired he loves cuddling as way to comfort you

Because to him, he likes knowing that you look to him for comfort and you feel comfortable enough to come to him for help and him just being there is what really helps you

Kinda just like a safety blanket that you run to when you need comfort

Cuz he gives good hugs and you love his hugs, and cuddles

Just being in his arms really is comforting and nice

So yeah, he love affection and tbh, is probably a bit clingy

But like, he's adorable and you love him so who care because you can't resist him and his charms ✨

So be prepared to just constantly give into him

Kangsung

The sweetest person you have ever met in your life like-

Likes he's always thinking about you and stuff for you to do together

And I mentioned in a different reaction that he literally will buy you tons of plushies just because they remind him of you

But the majority I see you guys being a very caring and casual relationship

Like you both just kinda grow comfortable together

Like you'll just reach over and hold his hand one day and then he'll come up and back hug you a different day and from then on you both just keep doing it

Like you both love each other and think this is just what normal couples do it's only a matter of who does it first

So not a whole lot of awkwardness unless it's stuff that he's not super familiar with doing cough periods cough

But he's not afraid to ask when he doesn't know something and will remember it the first time he's told for next time so he's always prepared

Ok that might be a lie, he might forgot and have to ask again but he'll get it eventually

And days like that when you're both just hanging out together because you don't want to do anything, y'all are gonna do a bunch of cute couples stuff

I can see y'all doing each other's makeup and playing with each other's hair, and you could teach him how to braid hair or something

Just chill dates like that

Which would include cafes, star gazing, book stores/libraries, walks through parks or nature trails, etc.

Just something simple that you can both relax and talk and have fun with each other

And are always filled with shy kisses

Like even though as your relationship progresses he still gets shy whenever he kisses you

So usually he'll do it when you're not looking and just quickly peck your cheek

And then he'll turn away really fast until you look at him, smile a little bit, and kiss his cheek back

To which he'll get all smiley and shy

Which makes you smile as well

Eventually though when you've been together for awhile his shy kisses will melt into comforting kisses

And they'll still be enjoyable to receive

Because comforting and relaxing is sign of comfortable love, not everything is going to remain with shyness and butterflies but rather turns in comfort and the feeling of home

Which is what you both love about to each other and plan to keep it that way forever

Junseong

The awkward boyfriend

Literally has no clue what to do and is super awkward about everything

Like even talking to you normally is hard for him still, let alone even skinship

But I promise you it does get better

Because eventually when he gets in the moment of just he loves being with you he'll just act out like suddenly hugging you or grabbing your hands excitedly

And after a few times of this happening he'll grow more comfortable with you, because you've assured him that it doesn't bother you

And he'll be able to have a more settled down caring relationship

Like he'll stop being the awkward ball of goop and just be able to relax around you

But if you're sad or going through something, he'll be able to fit the mood and won't be awkward about hugging you

Once he knows it's serious or you're struggling he'll do a complete 180° from his normal self and comfort you the best he can

Which is always followed up by finding ways to cheer you up

Like a movie night with food and lots of cuddles

And he'll kiss you a lot more too

He gives sweet and playful kisses

Like normally they'll just be quick pecks on the cheek and he'll face will turn bright red

But eventually when he kisses your lips he'll try to do it longer to savior the moment but he gets shy still and starts smiling into the kiss and then he'll pull back because he's laughing

And probably will be everytime unless you kiss him instead or if it's one of your calmer moments and you're both more relaxed

And then you'll have sweet, longer kisses

Also! I feel you would both be similar to Dongjun and you'll just be weird together

Like-

He's weird, so you both would just go around being weird together

And probably annoying everyone else with it

But there's something just endearing about him that you love

Even if it is a bit cheesy (hate using that word 😖) sometimes

But that's just his way of showing you he loves you, his weird goofy self

Or if you want something less goofy, have him sing with you

Like honestly, even if you can't sing, I could see him never laughing at you for it and would honestly probably help you so you can both sing together

That would probably be one of his favorite things to do with you

Because I feel like you would be the more normal one and he was kinda just be the airhead, but doing this gives him more of a serious tone because he would actually be knowledgeable about this

And you wouldn't mind at all having to sing with him

You both really just grow and learn with and from each other and it's something you would never forget

Prince

The quiet boyfriend

Honestly, I have this really nice imagine where you both just have these really nice quiet dates where he comes over to your house/apartment to get away from the others for a bit

And you both just sit quietly together while you read or paint if you're artistic and he probably draws too or something while playing this cute calm artists vibes playlist

And y'all just chill quietly together

Yeah, you do have days when you do talk to each other a lot and share ideas with each other

You both are just super comfortable in each other's presence that you don't really need to do a lot

And yeah there will be days when you go out together and do fun stuff

He does talk about how much he likes the Han river so you both would probably go there to relax and chat with each other

And really just get to connect more with each other

Further down the line, you'll both be more comfortable with and will mess with each other

Like he jokes around with you by being super bold about something, cuz man kinda savage ngl, and messes with you

Which then he laughs at you for getting all play-angry at him

And then back hugs you cuz you're mad and won't talk to him so he has to keep you near him to talk his way out of it

Which, he's adorable I swear his smile will be the death of me and you give into him pretty quickly

And his then kisses your cheek in forgiveness

Speaking of kissing, I said somewhere else his kisses would be the best look at his lips, I mean come on

He'd just have really comforting, soft kisses, but is low-key too awkward and shy to ever do it

Like you both would have to be completely alone together for him to even do it

Even if it's just a cheek kiss

But fr like, the first time you both kissed you feel in love with it and you're low-key sad that he's so awkward to do it more often

But as always, the more time you're together the more the awkwardness would fade and you would be more comfortable initiating kisses

Unless you do it first and make him kiss you lol

Honestly that's probably how you'd get back at him for messing with you is just to make him super flustered

Which again, he's adorable so like, why wouldn't just do it all the time?

And honestly, I don't really seem him as much of a touchy person so when he does actually get touchy with you it's always special

Like his cuddles would be the softest and hugs would always be comforting, even if he's a bit awkward with it

But you don't care because you love just being close to him and you savior every moment like this that you have with him

Woojin

Quiet boyfriend pt. 2

Maybe serious boyfriend as well but not as much as Junhyung

Like he's still adorable and will open up faster than Junhyung

Because I feel like he's the underrated cutie

Like he's adorable-

Literally just a teddy bear

Messes with you a little bit by acting all serious when he talks to you but if you're smiling and being cute he'll give in to your cuteness

A low-key cuddle monster

Like he loves hugging you (especially back hugs) and he does it often

Like if you're in the room together his arms are around you

Doesn't even matter if they others are around you, he doesn't care

Sweater paws

He'll also just randomly kiss your cheek too when he feels like it

And you'll probably have to watch and talk/listen to him talk about soccer games

Because he does that a lot

Mostly just to surprise you, cuz he thinks it's funny

Especially if you get flustered easily and he does it in front of the other members and you're faces gets all red

Which then causes him to get red faced and flustered and will bury his face in your shoulder

Doesn't regret it though lol

But does honestly prefer having these moments in private

And would definitely be a lot more cuddly when it's just you both together

Like idk, he doesn't seem like a touchy person to me but I also do think he just enjoys sitting together with you in his arms

And also probably takes care of you because he like, seems caring but not like motherly caring

Just wants to look out for you and make sure you're doing ok

Also probably wraps blankets around you all the time, cuz he's soft boi

And so are his kisses

He's so gentle my God

Like he doesn't even try to make you want to keep kissing him that's just how he kisses man

So honestly you'd just end up constantly kissing him

He doesn't mind though ☺️

Taeseung

Playful boyfriend pt. 2

And puppy boyfriend pt. 2 if Junhyung counts as being the first

Like he's always excited to go see you or see you in general

Like he's plans everything everytime to he goes to see you and brings a lot of stuff

Usually food cuz like, food✨-

And unlike Shin, I think you'd have more indoor dates than outdoor dates

Like with Shin and going out places he would rather have movie nights with you or do café dates

Still fun but not all out extravagant

And of course you will both be super cute together

He's tall and cuddly

So you know where this is going

And even if you're not the most petite person, he still has this way of making you feel tiny and cute

Like just imagine real quick-

He's just fucking cute, man

And will do cute things with you

He hugs you every time you kiss-

Like just wants to be as close as possible and shelter you with his tall frame and loves looking down on you lol

✨f o r e h e a d k i s s e s✨

And if you like reptiles too he loves having you over so you can play with them together

And will be personally offended if you don't have cuddle sessions together afterwards

How dare you not cuddle him >:(

You'd make up for it pretty quickly though if he gets angry pouty because of it because he's adorable

Literally just a big dork

You also know how on Twitter he normally does little Pokemon drawings and the posts them?

Yeah, he'd make you do them with him

Even if you suck at art, you're doing it

But if you're good at art, he always praises how good yours is and you compliment his as well because that's how y'alls relationship works

You support him and he supports you

As it should be

I don't even want to imagine him upset over something like that too

Or being upset at all really

Speaking of which if you're sad for whatever reason be prepared to be crushed by his hugs, I mean love. Well both really but ya know-

Would be upset with you so please take care of him as well

He cares about you so much-

Please love him ❤️

Jinwoo

Awkward boyfriend pt. 2

But also playful, caring, and sweet boyfriend

Like definitely just awkward since he's young and new to relationships so probably just doesn't know what to do at first

But the more time you both spend together the more time he has to know you better

So he'll ease off of being so questioning and making sure he's doing things right or making sure you're comfortable and what not

Well, I mean like if he's not sure of something and asks you 4,000 times, eventually he'll know what to do unless you tell him otherwise

So basically after y'all are comfortable around each other, he becomes the cutest thing ever

Like he l o v e s having you in his arms all the time

Or playfully messing with you

I can see y'all planning some prank on the other members and then you both playing innocent afterwards

And him just being a little shit sometimes lol

Playfully ignores you until you've whined enough that he gives in

And will still be a little shit if you try pulling the same tricks on him

Hangs onto you until you give up and notice him

But you also both do team up when it comes to messing with the other members

And then both get yelled at by an angry Junhyung

But y'all don't care because you had fun and this was worth it

And normally you'd be punished together so that just gave you an excuse to spend more time together

The only thing though that you can mess with him with is kissing him because he's ways to shy to get you back

Like if you just random kiss his cheek when he's messing with you he'll instantly turn red

Especially if you kiss his lips

He's not quite used to that yet but he'll get used to it

Until then, enjoy kissing his lips like that

Cuz again, look at his lips, how could you not want to kiss them repeatedly

He'd get used to it though and would melt into you imagine

Y'all are cute, end of story

#kpop #kpop reactions #kpop scenarios #kpop fluff #kpop angst #ghost9 #ghost9 fluff #ghost9 angst #junhyung #dongjun #shin #kangsung #junseong #prince #woojin #taeseung #jinwoo

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amphxtrite · 4 years ago

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cedric diggory x fem!reader

warnings: self depreciation, crying, a little angst I guess.

summary: cedric finds you crying about all the things he finds beautiful, so he helps you see your beauty again and shows you just how close he holds you to your heart.

a/n: the ending <3 also this is kind of valentine’s day related!

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enjoy <3

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A crushing feeling of dread became more and more normal with each passing day.

You woke up, entered the bathrooms to wash up and your heart would practically drop to your stomach. Your lips would purse as you start to over-analyze every little thing about you. Your smile, eyes, waist, and hips, even your hands couldn’t be spared from the merciless attack you threw at yourself.

You did everything to try and change. Skipped meals, worked out, suppressed your smile and worked every critique into your life, but it wasn’t enough.

You lay wide awake as you felt worthless in your own skin, wishing you could change. Wishing the pain would just go away.

On a particularly bad day, you step out of the shower and begin towelling yourself dry as you hum a soft melody. You began shrugging on your undergarments when the fog from the mirror fades and unknowingly you glance over and catch sight of your reflection. Your humming stop and your stomach lurches in horror, you can feel the tears begin to well in your eyes.

Cedric walks the steps to your dorm clutching a bundle in his arms filled with your favourite things. Sweets, his hoodies, and muggle films wrapped into a blanket as he excitedly balances them all and opens the door to your room.

“Darling! Look what I-”

His sentence drops when he hears a quiet sniffle coming from the bathroom attached to your dorm and he freezes. Slowly, he puts the small package of goodies on your bed and steps up to the bathroom, gently knocking on the wooden door.

“Y/n? A-Are you in there dove?” He murmurs, placing his hand on the doorknob to enter.

“C-Ced?” You respond meekly.

“Have you been crying love? I’m coming in okay?”

Your eyes widen and you frantically glance around. Cedric could not see you right now, not while you were in tears and insecure, he would freak out.

“N-No, Ced I’m fine, there’s no need to come in!” You rush out, trying your best to sound as normal as possible.

Cedric is quick to see through this, noticing the short break in your voice along with quiet fear and sadness.

“Darling, I can hear it in your voice, you’re upset. Please let me help.” Cedric chides softly, fighting the urge to just open the door and see what had you so upset.

“Ced. Please. J-Just leave please.” You plead as you drop to a sitting position on the floor, covering your mouth with your hand to compress your soft sobs.

With his ear practically pressed against the door, Cedric hears your weak attempt to hide and sighs, placing his hand on the knob again.

“You’ll have to forgive me for this later.” He breathes out, as the door swings open to reveal you curled up against the wall opposite to him.

“Y/n!” The brunette cries, quickly closing the distance between you and dropping to his knees.

Your head snaps up from its spot on your knees and meets eye to eye with Cedric's frantic grey ones.

“Darling why are you crying? You know I hate it when you cry.” Cedric murmurs, gathering you into his arms as he gently wipes the tears from your eyes.

“N-No, Cedric. Please leave.” You stammer in return, backing away from his embrace and grabbing the towel hanging from the side of the sink and pulling it on top of you.

“Darling what’s wrong? You know I’m here for you.” Cedric reassures as you pull the towel even closer to your body.

“I-it’s not that Ced. I-I’m just.” You stop as you desperately search for the right words, but your mind draws blank and you curse yourself.

Cedric sits back on his knees and begins looking around the bathroom.

Your cheeks were stained with tears, the mirror was lightly fogged from the shower you must’ve taken not too long ago and your clothing sat untouched at the side of the sink.

Cedric tries to find an explanation, trying to think of a reason you could be this upset, but he is left helpless as you glance around avoiding his eye contact.

“I-Is it me darling? A-Am I, making you uncomfortable?” He questions, wringing his fingers together as your eyes widen.

You can hear the pain in your voice and your eyes cloud again as you feel your walls crumbling down.

“Cedric, of course not I just-”

Your voice breaks as another silent sob racks your chest, and another tear slips down your cheek.

“I just can’t do this Cedric. Never being enough for myself. Never being pretty enough, skinny enough, curvy enough. Not enough.” You cry, bringing your hand to your face again to harshly wipe away the tears.

“Everyday I look in the mirror and I’m never happy with myself, but no matter what I do it still isn’t enough and I feel so weak, so gross.” You continue.

Cedric’s eyes widen and his eyebrows furrow.

That was why you were crying? You thought you weren’t beautiful?

Cedric almost scoffs at this, but he knew now was not the time for joking.

He stands slowly and walks towards you with a sad smile resting on his lips. He sits down in front of you and takes your hands.

“Do you remember the first day we met darling?”

You sniffle and look up.

“Of course Cedric, I was at the quidditch game and you accidentally tripped on something and fell in front of me.” You recount, unsure where he was going with this.

“Well love, it wasn’t exactly nothing.” Cedric starts, allowing a small smile to peak out past his lips as you tilted your head in confusion.

“Well…” He smiles.

Cedric wipes the sweat from his forehead as he exits the change room after a tough match against slytherin. He slings his bag across his shoulder and begins making his way towards his mates for a celebratory party in honour of their win. He’s only a couple steps away when a quiet laugh pulls him out of his thoughts. Cedric’s head swivels and his eyes lock on the most beautiful girl he’s ever seen. Your eyes are alight at the joke your friend must’ve told you and your lips are pulled in an angelic smile.

The seeker’s vision seems to slow as he spots you and his mouth opens to form a soft ‘o.’

He wasn’t sure what had struck him, but it didn’t matter, he was sure he was floating.

He was so entranced he managed to trip over his own feet and land flat on his face.

“Oh my goodness? A-Are you alright?”

Cedric nearly jumped when he saw you hovering over him offering your hand to him. His cheeks burned bright red as he notices he’s still laying on the grass and he quickly takes your hand.

“I’m great! Um- thank you.” He laughs a little nervously.

Your next words seems to escape his ears, a possible ‘no worries’ or just a laugh as he zones out and nods bashfully.

“Y-You fell because of me?” You ask in slight disbelief.

“Well I think I fell for you dove, but I was too embarrassed you’d think I was weird, so I didn’t tell you.” Cedric sighs with a light chuckle.

“You thought I’d think you were weird?” You stammer.

“Well yes. You were absolutely stunning darling, I didn’t want to scare you off!” Cedric chuckles, pulling you back into his arms and pressing a kiss onto your hair.

He pauses, and when you don’t pull away Cedric’s lips pull into a small smirk.

“Do you remember the first time you gave me a hug?” He questions softly.

Your lips pull up against your wishes and you nod.

“You froze up because you got uncomfortable.”

“Wrong again.” Cedric states in a song like voice.

“Really?” You laugh gently, looking up into Cedric’s gray eyes and cocking your eyebrow.

“Oh darling, you don’t know the half of it.” The brunette sighs, recounting the story.

“Can we please just take a break y/n?” Cedric groans, laying his head on his arms tiredly as you scan through your textbook.

“You’re the one who suggested we study together, remember.” You smirk, scribbling something on a sheet of parchment as Cedric’s face goes red.

“Yes well, I was hoping for more than just actual studying.” Cedric sighs as your eyebrow cocks.

The brunette looks at you strangely before realization dawns on him.

“No! Not like that!” He rushes as your melodic laugh sounds in his ears.

“Don’t worry Ced I didn’t think of it like that.” You chuckle, finally calming down from your fit of laughter. “If you wanted to do something else, you could have just asked.” You sigh, leaning over and wrapping the brunette in a side hug.

Cedric’s blood runs cold as his face grows red, he wasn’t expecting that reaction from you and he sure as hell did not know how to react.

His brain told him to laugh it off and hug you back, but his heart panicked and he simply froze.

“Oh- I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable.” You apologize, retracting your arms.

Fuck. Cedric panics as he sees your smile pull down.

“No y/n, it’s alright.” He laughs nervously pulling you to your feet.

“Black lake is rather beautiful this time of day, care to join me?” Cedric suggests, switching the topic and jabbing his thumb in the direction of the lake.

“Oh, sure!” You shrug with a smile, following closely behind as the hufflepuff releases a breath of relief and turns back to you.

“Perfect, we’ll be just in time for the sunset!”

“So you’re telling me this entire time, you were just too nervous to hug me back?” You deadpan, looking into Cedric’s embarrassed eyes.

“I-I didn’t want you to know I was pinning for you, so I played along.” He chuckles, stroking your cheeks with his thumbs.

“Why are you telling me all this Ced?” You mumble, giving into his soothing gesture and relaxing into him.

“And here I was thinking I was being obvious.” Cedric chuckles, looking down at you.

“I’m reminding you how beautiful you are darling. I’m a deer in headlights every single time I see you, I can never think straight when I look into your eyes and Merlin darling, do I stumble whenever I see that body of yours.” Cedric teases, pulling you closer and attacking your neck with kisses.

You laugh, but your tone grows serious again. “I- don’t know Ced.” you pause looking down to avoid eye-contact. “It’s just every time I look in the mirror I can only see my flaws. All my scars and imperfections. How could I possibly be beautiful?”

Cedric smiles sadly at your comment.

“I know it may be hard to believe angel, but I’m in love with all of your so-called ‘flaws.’ Every inch of you is stunning in every way, every bit builds up to the person I love the most in this world, how could I not love everything about you?” Cedric murmurs, tilting your chin up so he could show you how serious he was. You open your mouth to speak, but Cedric continues.

“I fell in love with your personality y/n, you’re sweet, compassionate, strong and witty, but I-I also cannot deny that I find you absolutely breath-taking. I haven’t told you enough how beautiful you are and I whole-heartedly regret that, but darling everything about you gets me-” Cedric pauses, swallowing thickly and taking a deep breath at the feeling of your body pressed against his.

“Gets you what darling?” You question unknowingly, shifting yourself so you’re resting a little more comfortably in between his legs.

“Darling.” Cedric begins in a much lower voice, “everything about you. Those beautiful e/c eyes, strong swaying hips even those perfectly pursed lips get me so enticed.” Cedric whispers, licking his upper lip and leaning down closer to you.

“C-Cedric?” You squeak as his hard gaze bores to your very core.

“You heard me love, you drive me absolutely insane in every way, I’m having a hard time keeping my hands off of you right now.” He smirks, pulling you closer and nipping gently on your ear.

All was quiet until Cedric let out a small snicker and the two of you erupt in laughter.

“W-Why are you laughing love? I was serious.” Cedric chuckles, burying his face in the crook of your neck as he does his best to contain his laughter.

“I-I know darling, b-but I’ve never seen you so serious and I couldn’t help it.” You tease, hugging Cedric around the torso until you’ve both quieted down again.

“I did mean what I said though angel, you’re absolutely beautiful and I’ll stop at nothing to make sure you know it.” Cedric states proudly, swiftly pulling his head from your neck and holding your face in his hands.

“I. Love. You. So. Much.” He murmurs happily, placing a kiss on your nose, cheeks and forehead in between each word.

“I love you too, Cedric.” You smile gently, placing your own hand over his and leaning closer into him.

“You’re gonna make me pass out from adorableness if you keep that up love, now come on, I have a surprise for you.” Cedric smiles, pressing a long chaste kiss to your lips and standing to his feet.

“Come on princess, d’you trust me?” Cedric smirks, extending his hand to you.

You roll your eyes and take his hand. “Yes, I do.”

Cedric smiles widely and pulls you to your feet, swinging your arms between you as he walks back out into your room and ruffles around in his small pack.

“What is all this for anyways.” You question, pointing at the small bundle he was digging through.

“You didn’t expect me to leave you by yourself on Valentine's day, did you?” He chuckles, retrieving a large hoodie and walking back over to you.

“Valentine’s day?” You question furrowing your eyebrows and looking at the calendar on your desk. “Bloody hell it’s Valentine’s day.” You panic, realizing you had nothing to give to your boyfriend.

“Ah, ah, ah. Don’t you dare get worked up about a silly gift darling. I’ve got today covered.” Cedric smirks, pulling the hoodie over your head and sitting you on your mattress.

Your stress seems to disappear the moment the soft material envelopes you. The scent of warm wood and vanilla waft into your nose and you immediately smile. Looking down, you realize this was Cedric’s quidditch hoodie, his favorite one with his last name stitched in yellow at the back.

“Now!” He claps, bringing your attention back to him. “One of my friends has muggle parents, and when I told him about your love of movies, he leant me this little contraption.” Cedric smiles, lifting a small projection box from the wrap. “Now, I’m not quite sure how to use it, but there’s never something little magic can’t fix.” Cedric exclaims, pulling his wand from his pocket and tapping on the small box-shaped item.

Almost immediately the projector lights up and f/m begins to play.

“Perfect.” Cedric grins, placing the projection so it’s hitting the empty space on the wall opposite to your bed.

“Now what kind of boyfriend would I be if I didn’t have…” Cedric continues, summoning a beautiful bouquet of red roses from his wand, “flowers for my princess.” He chuckles, kneeling down in front of you and holding them out for you to take. “Oh Cedric, they’re beautiful.” You gasp, holding them to your nose.

“Now scoot over love, I have one final thing to give you.” The hufflepuff smiles.

“Cedric, now you’re just making me feel bad.” You huff, crossing your arms.

“Darling, you spoil me with affection all the time. At least let me spoil you with gifts today.” He pouts, his grey eyes lightening with a grin as you eventually nod and give in.

“Now close your eyes.” Cedric coos as you place your hands over your face and wait.

You feel his arms reach around your head and a small weight around your neck.

“Alright, open them.” He murmurs, leaning back as you remove your hands from your eyes and glance down. A simple gold chain with rectangular golden rod that reaches the middle of your chest adorns your neck. “Thank you Ced it’s-”

“Wait, that’s not even the surprise.” Cedric smirks.

He reaches for your wand resting on your pillow and holds it to the rod.

“My heart is yours, and the memories I hold, I share with you.” He murmurs.

Suddenly a small beam of light flashes from the tip of the rod into the air in front of you.

The light becomes a picture, flickering until you can see… Yourself. You see yourself with your arm outstretched like you’re reaching for someone.

“Oh my goodness! A-Are you alright?” Your concerned voice rings from the picture and your eyes widen.

Your jaw drops as another hand enters the vision, Cedric’s.

“I’m great! Um- thank you.” The familiar, shy voice responds as his point of view rises. Cedric had managed to put his first encounter with you into this necklace.

You watch as Cedric’s ‘vision’ flickers from your eyes down to your lips, when it changes.

“If you wanted to do something else, you could’ve just asked.” Your voice rings again, as you see yourself with pink cheeks, reaching over to wrap Cedric in a hug.

The point of view shifts once more to a beautiful sunset by black lake. You gaze down at yourself being held in Cedric’s arms. You’re whispering something, but you can’t pick it up as Cedric’s vision leans closer and presses a kiss to your lips, he pulls back you can see your face heat up and your lips pull into a smile.

Tears began welling in your eyes again as you remember that very day.

You begin to blink rapidly as you process everything that happened. For a moment, you believed you were dreaming and you even pinched yourself to make sure.

Nope, this was really happening. Cedric smiles softly and sighs.

“I-I’ve got a crush on you y/n.” He confesses softly.

“I would hope so after you kiss me Ced.” You tease lightly, still registering everything as you leaned into him.

“Do you like me?” Cedric chuckled.

“What if i do?” You question smugly, hiding the growing smile forming on your lips.

“Then I ask you to be mine.” He states plainly

“Well, I do like you Cedric Diggory.”

“Then y/n l/n. Will you be mine?”

“Yes, dummy.” You laugh, wrapping your arms around his neck and connecting your lips once more.

The memory of Cedric asking you to be his was encompassed in the necklace as well, but something stood out to you. Because you could see this from Cedric’s perspective, you noticed him glancing all around your face, one moment he was gazing at your lips, the next your eyes or your nose, you remember Cedric staring at you strangely at the lake, and now you understood why. Cedric really did find beauty in every insecurity you had, and from the look on his face, he always had.

The lights cut off abruptly and as your eyes readjust to the light being cast from your windows, your gaze flickers back up to the brunette looking down at you.

The tears flow freely as you open and close your mouth, like a fish out of water, trying to find the right words as Cedric chuckles and presses his forehead against yours.

“H-How did you-?”

“A magician never reveals his secrets darling, now you’ll have a piece of me wherever you go.” Cedric murmurs, lifting the necklace to his lips and placing a kiss onto it.

“B-But why?” You ask, unable to control the soft sobs from choking up your words.

Cedric’s smile grows and takes your hand into his, lacing your fingers together as he lifts your hand over his heart.

“I love you so much darling. I wanted you to have the memories I hold the dearest and closest to my heart, so I found a way to do it and now they’re yours too.” Cedric chuckles, allowing his own tears to slip down his face.

“Everything in this world means nothing without you my love, I’m hoping this proves that.” Cedric smiles, lifting your hands from his chest to his lips to press a long kiss to them.

“I hope you know that when you watch these memories, you know that I’m thinking how lucky I am to have you beside me.” Cedric continues leaning closer.

“I’m thinking how grateful I am. How beautiful you are. How perfect everything feels when you’re beside me.” Cedric smiles, kissing you after each phrase.

“I love you so much darling.”

“Oh Ced.” You cry, wrapping your arms around his neck and climbing onto his lap so you’re clinging onto him.

“I’ll hold these memories everyday, I‘ll cherish every moment we spend together and hold you in the closest place to my heart until my final breath. Know that I’m eternally grateful to have you with me, and I hope you know I love you just as much.” You smile, watching Cedric’s eyes light up as another tear escapes down his cheek and he lets out a gentle chuckle.

“Calm down love, it’s not even our wedding yet.” Cedric chaffs, but you hear the sincerity in his voice as he begins nuzzling his nose to yours.

You giggle, resting your forehead against Cedric’s as the world goes quiet and everything falls into place. An invisible force seems to push you forwards until you are interlocking lips with your lover. It starts off soft until Cedric tilts his chin to deepen the kiss, and you oblige, parting your lips and allowing his tongue to roam in your mouth as you move your lips in sync with his. In that moment, every insecurity seemed to fade, all you could feel was Cedric’s soft lips pulling you into a bliss like state. You reluctantly pull back for a moment to catch your breath and smile at the loving gaze Cedric looked upon you with. You couldn’t help but reconnect your lips again with a smile, run your fingers through his thick brown curls and sighing contently.

“I can’t wait to marry you.”

#cedric diggory #cedric diggory x reader #fluff #valentines day #love

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otakusheep15 · 3 years ago

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SFW Alphabet - Belphegor

My last post about Levi seemed to do really well, so I thought I would continue with this series. Belphie is my other fave, so I hope I do him justice. Also, sorry if anything seems weird, I wrote this all super late (for me anyway) so there might be some mistakes.

A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

At first, he isn’t super affectionate. Verbal affection is just hard for him in general, and he’s scared that he may hurt you with physical affection. However, he eventually comes around and becomes super affectionate with you. Sleeping together is a must for him, and he’ll often pass out on your shoulder or lap when you two hag out. Verbal affection is still often a challenge, but he does try is best to tell you just how much you mean to him. He also loves both giving and receiving head pats.

B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)

You two often hang out in the attic together. Whatever you decide to do depends on the day, but most activities will end up with him (and sometimes you) falling asleep. Beel also joins you during hang-outs. You guys will also platonically cuddle all the time. Most conversations between you are very sarcastic and filled with banter, but it’s only (partially) joking. He also likes to ruffle your hair since he likes the reaction it gets out of you.

C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

This boy is the king of cuddles. He can honestly fall asleep anywhere at anytime, but he finds that he sleeps the easiest in your arms. While he likes any cuddling position, his favorite is when you lay on your back and he rests his head on your chest. He also likes when you run your fingers through his hair. In his demon form, he’ll wrap his tail around your leg as a small sign of possession. He’ll also bump you with his horns so that you’ll pet those as well since they’re sensitive and helps him fall asleep faster.

D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

He doesn’t really have a preference one way or another. If you feel the need to settle down, he’ll join you without question. However, if you wish not too, he wouldn’t really care. While he is not a fan of cleaning, he is a surprisingly good cook. Since Beel is his twin, and they have that special connection, he often knows when Beel is particularly hungry and can’t control it. Because of this, he learned how to cook in order to make sure his twin had enough snacks for the day. Even though it started as simply something for his twin, he’s found that cooking is quite fun, and enjoys cooking with you.

E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

He’s the kind of person that would just straight up tell someone that he’s breaking up with them. To him, if he feels the need to break up with someone, then that person’s feelings no longer matter (at least, to him they don’t). He could care less if the other leaves the situation absolutely heartbroken; he just doesn’t have the time or energy to care. Maybe if it was someone he actually really liked and wanted to keep as a friend, he wouldn’t be as harsh, but he’d still be blunt regardless.

F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)

As stated above, he doesn’t really care either way. He’s down to go along with whatever you want as long as you don’t make him work too much. If you want to get married, he’ll go along with it as long as Beel gets to be his best man. And if you decide you don’t want to get married, he’s fine just living with you and being with you without the ring.

G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

At first, he’s very gentle. After the incident, he is so afraid of hurting you again. There’s even a point where he goes into a near-panic when he accidentally touches you, and it gets so bad that the brothers have to stage an intervention. Once he’s calmed down and you’ve assured him that you trust him, he’s less cautious, but still gentle. He knows that demons are much stronger than humans, so he still tries to be careful even if he knows you’re not made of glass.

H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)

Hugs are one of his favorite forms of affection. He’ll hug you all the time, especially in front of the brothers in hopes of making them jealous. A lot of his hugs consists of him coming up behind you, wrapping his arms around your middle, and placing his head on top of yours. He’s even managed to fall asleep like this a few times. Out of all the brothers, his hugs are the best due to their warmth and softness.

I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)

It takes him a while to actually say the phrase, but it’s obvious that he loves you. He’s not one to really express his feelings through words, so he’s never actually thought that saying it was necessary. However, when you say it during one of your late-night cuddle sessions, he finally decides to say it as well.

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)

He’s not as bad as Levi or Mammon, but he’s still pretty jealous. Although, he won’t actually say or do anything about it. If he’s jealous of one of his brothers, he’ll leave it to you to actually figure it out for yourself and then come apologize to him. But, if it is some random demon that’s trying to hit on you, he will try to drag you away with some excuse of him being tired and wanting a nap.

K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

His kisses are super lazy and tired, but that’s to be expected. His favorite spot to kiss you is on your neck. He likes how flustered you get, and he likes teasing you about how sensitive your neck is. His favorite place to be kissed is on the forehead. He finds it super comforting, and he especially likes it when he’s about to fall asleep.

L = Little ones (How are they around children?)

Of all the brothers, he is, surprisingly, one of the best with children. It’s not that he likes them, or that he’s even good at controlling them; he just knows how to put them to sleep really quick. He can have them out in a matter of minutes, no matter how energetic the child. And, fun secret, he actually doesn’t mind children all that much. He just hates when they get loud or go all crazy.

M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)

Mornings are usually spent cuddling in bed until you two have five minutes to get down to breakfast before Lucifer beats y’all half to death. Most of the time, you wake up before him, but it’s impossible to get up since he’s always wrapped around you and refuses to let go. Once, Beel had to come in and actually drag you two out of bed because he refused to get up on time.

N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)

Nights are usually spent with him trying to stay awake while y’all watch a movie or something, but you both know that won’t happen. Instead, he usually falls asleep on top of you, leaving you with two options. One, you can try to drag him to bed, which almost never works. Or two, you can just fall asleep there and hope you aren’t sore in the morning from the weird position. Eventually, and no matter which option you go with, you both end up asleep in each other’s arms and sleeping peacefully.

O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

He is a very secretive demon by nature, so opening up is really hard for him. He really wants to, and he knows you also want him to, but he just can’t. And when he does finally start opening up, he takes it very slow. This is so that he doesn’t overwhelm you, or himself for that matter. He’s scared that showing too much of himself at once will make you leave him, and that’s the last thing he wants, so he tries to hide it for as long as possible.

P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)

He isn’t ever angry so much as very passive aggressive. He’ll make snide comments, give mean stares, and make rude gestures whenever pissed off. This usually happens when he gets jealous of a lower-level demon, but it never usually escalates past that. However, there are those few times in which he does get legit mad, and that’s when the yelling starts. If he knows he’s losing against whoever he’s fighting, he’ll storm off to either his room or the attic until either you or Beel comes to get him.

Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

He tries to remember things, he really does, but he just seems to forget things really easily. He’ll remember big things - birthdays, anniversaries, and your favorite things (shows, games, etc.), but he always tends to forget smaller things. He doesn’t mean to, and you know that he is trying, but sometimes it can be difficult when he forgets that date you two had planned and went to sleep instead.

R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

His favorite moment is when you two were cuddling together one night after he got into a fight with one of his brothers. He was really upset after that argument, and he didn’t have the will to do much else other than lay down and sleep. But, as always, you came to his aid and stayed with him all throughout his self-loathing party. At one point, you began humming quietly in an attempt to make him feel better, and that’s what did it. He began crying quietly, letting all of his insecurity flood out to you. The entire time, you sat there, listening patiently. When he was done, you kissed his forehead and told him that everything would be okay, and that everyone loved him no matter what. It was also this moment that made him truly fall in love with you.

S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)

He would never admit it like most other things, but he loves the idea of being protected by you. He knows that scenario is a bit weird, but he just loves it so much. You’re so caring towards him, and he loves the thought of you protecting him from something that he could obviously handle on his own, just because you love him. It makes his heart melt a little. And, of course, he also protects you from anything that seems even mildly dangerous. He vowed to never hurt you, and he also vows to never let anything else hurt you.

T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

He puts in about as much effort as you would expect from him. He does really try, but he just never has the energy to do much. Plus, he knows that you prefer smaller, less extravagant things anyway. Most of the time, special days will be spent with just the two of you (and maybe Beel) either in the attic or the planetarium. You two will spend the whole day together, cuddling and just enjoying each other’s presence. He usually always tries to make you some sort of food, usually a sweet of some kind.

U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)

Obviously, he has a bad habit of sleeping in too much. At first, it wasn’t a problem, but now it happens more often than it should, and for far too long. He also has a bad habit of being overprotective of you. In his mind, you are a weak, fragile human that needs to be protected from even the smallest of things. Eventually, he does learn that you can take care of yourself, but that doesn’t stop him from taking it a bit too far sometimes.

V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)

One of the last things on his mind is how he looks. Like Levi, he spends most of his time inside, so why should he bother with something as stupid as appearance? He often gets into petty fights about this with Asmo, who is always trying to get him to try harder on his appearance.

W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)

He honestly thought he could do fine without you, but when you went home after the exchange program ended, he was falling apart. True to his character, he didn’t let it show, even after you can back, but it always stuck with him from then on that he needed you. He couldn’t stand being away from you, and if it happens again he will go on a rampage.

X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)

As I stated previously, I headcanon him to be really good at cooking. At first, he’s shy about it, but soon you two are sharing kitchen duty with each other all the time. He originally learned so that he could cook for Beel, but he also likes cooking for the rest of his brothers (and you too).

Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)

He’s not too fond of extraverted people, or people who have a lot of energy in general. It’s fine if you have some energy, but too much is where he draws the line. He has enough of that going on with his brothers, so he prefers someone quieter to enjoy peace and quiet with.

Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habits of theirs?)

He has a habit of sleeping with other people. It’s easier for him to sleep when someone else is in bed with him, so that’s what he prefers. Prior to the attic, he would actually go to Lucifer and ask to stay with him (if Beel wasn’t available). Now, he usually just sleeps with you or Beel or both.

#shall we date obey me #OBEY ME #obey me belphegor #obey me belphie #scenario #sfw alphabet #headcanon

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lilsuzn · 4 years ago

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MLQC Gavin - Fluff abc headcanons

So by the popular demand - I am back.

Just kidding. No one was asking.

Fandom: Mr. Love: Queen's Choice

Warnings: None (the reader is gender neutral)

Dedication: @marytheredqueen

A = Admiration (what do they absolutely adore about you?)

You need to trust me when I tell you that Gavin had indeed tried to find at least one thing he could dislike about you. Many times.

Yet your body seems to have no flaws. He checked quite a few times at this point.

Your heart is pure. Loving. Patient. Loyal.

Whenever you’re at his side… The world is at peace. No pain exists, nor does suffering.

You are his purpose. You are his equilibrium. Nothing matters as long as he can be by your side.

B = Body (what is their favorite part of your body?)

Your beautiful eyes.

There will never be anything more beautiful than the way they shine before your lips meet in a loving kiss.

C = Cuddling (how do they like to cuddle?)

Him on his back.

You in his arms. Laying on top of him.

Your head rests on his chest, no matter if it’s your front, side or back that presses against his muscular torso - it’s perfect.

He also likes the smell of your shampoo… it’s just intoxicating for him.

D = Dates (what does their ideal date with you look like?)

He likes doing things outside with you.

Attending festivals, engaging in new, interesting sports, indulging in some street food or picnics.

He’s a sucker for long, romantic walks too, soooooo

He takes you out to the festival. Buys all kinds of yummy food for both of you to share. Wins you an enormous plushie and then carries it around for you. While holding your hand. Tightly.

Then takes you for a night stroll, to then kiss you under the sky full of stars before you turn back.

E = Emotions (how do they express emotion around you?)

He only feels like he can really express himself around you - so it will get intense. In all the best ways.

Gavin doesn’t shy away with showing you his affection, even if he tends to have a slight problem with voicing it sometimes.

His expression softness, his fingers brush delicate circles on your skin.

He doesn’t need to say anything. You know.

F = Family (do they want one? If they do, when?)

Oh he really, really wants a family.

Two kids… or maybe more.

A dog for them, maybe.

House with a big garden and a treehouse.

He wants to play and fool around with his kids. Put them to bed. Support them. Be proud of them… Everything his father never did.

G = Gifts (how do they feel about gift giving? What are their habits when it comes to this?)

When you want something, no matter how silly it might be - it’s yours.

Don’t even make me start on what you need.

Because there are very little things (and all of them are about you) that could make him happier than seeing you happy because of what he gave you.

H = Holding Hands (when/how do they like to hold hands?)

It's not optional.

There will be hands holding whenever it's possible.

It’s as much for your safety as it is for his comfort.

All these guys with eyes better don’t use them to stare at you.

See this hand? This beautiful gem of a person is with ME.

Likes to hold your hand while snuggling on a couch. Or in bed while falling asleep.

Holding hands is like a physical projection of the bond that’s between the two of you - and he loves it.

I = Injury (how would they act if you got hurt?)

He would blame himself. No matter what. It might be ridiculous, but he would always feel guilty for not preventing it from happening.

Wouldn’t leave your side. Would help you with anything and everything.

If there’s a concrete person or a group of people that caused your harm... Insert a very, very angry and strong bird cop with a gun.

J = Jokes (do they like to joke around with or prank you? how?)

You would have a light-hearted relationship in which he would tease you from time to time and he wouldn’t be mad if you did the same to him.

However he’s not one to prank you. He would find no enjoyment in it.

K = Kisses (how do they like to kiss you?)

Gavin loves to be kissed and he loves to kiss. All over your face. All over your body.

Any kisses are game. Slow and passionate ones. Heated ones. Sweet, delicate, loving, appreciating - he loves them all as long as he can share them with you.

L = Love (how do they show you they love you?)

Acts of service - He looooves to spoil his lovely sweetheart (you) this way. Wants to bring you food, tidy up your apartment for you, brush your hair, paint your nails… Just ask him and he will do it. Whatever it is. And then he will do things on his own initiative, because he likes to surprise you. You smile so beautifully when he does…...

Gifts - He likes gift giving as I already mentioned in G, but it’s no indication of love to him. He just enjoys your reactions. Prefers to show his love differently.

Physical touch - His number one and you can not convince me it is not. He’s a snuggly bear who loves kisses. You are just so soft and warm and he loves you sosososososo much. Would never want to hold this way any other. His physical affection is something reserved only for you.

Quality time - see Q.

Words of affirmation - Gavin is not very good with words. Not that he can’t be when he wants to, but he kinda doesn’t want to most of the time. It’s uncomfortable. He’s feeling unconfident doing so. He prefers other ways, but when he does speak up… It’s the most adorable and loving thing you will ever hear in your life.

M = Memory (favorite memory together?)

It was your first 'real' date, but even though you both confessed love to each other, you weren't a ‘official’ couple yet.

At least there was no proper act of becoming a one.

You walk through the park on an evening of a chilly fall. Not many people in sight.

You just finished a lovely dinner date. Gavin even bought you a dessert to share.

And it just felt right. Everything.

The way your fingers were laced. How you both couldn't spot peeping at each other.

"Will you be my girlfriend Y/N? Please?"

He sure was pretty sure you wouldn't deny him, but he didn't expect you to throw your arms around his neck and kiss him the way you did.

"Nothing could ever make me happier than that, Gavin."

N = Nightmare (what is their worst fear?)

He’s scared of losing you.

Either by you walking away from him after discovering that you “deserve so much better”

Or by not being alert enough to protect you…

Surely, he would prefer the first option, but he can’t deny that both would hit him harder than anything else ever could.

O = Oddity (what is one quirk they have?)

Gavin is a little bit of an odd duck in general, but I think he has one major weirdness about him.

I would call it… A Keanu Reeves complex.

He doesn’t like compliments. Always feels like they’re far from true, because he always feels like he’s not enough and maybe even never will be.

Which is so far from true.

Like, Vivi, come on! You’re so freakin perfect!

P = Pet Names (what do they like to call you?)

He usually calls you simply by your name, but the boy has his moments.

Moments when he can help but call you all sorts of the cutest names.

Little angel, starry eyes, little munchkin along with the classics like honey, babe, sweetheart, treasure and my precious.

Q = Quality Time (how do they like to spend time with you?)

How?

Often.

Intensely.

Calmly.

Comfortably.

Restlessly.

He just wants to be by your side. Any. Chance. He. Gets.

R = Rhythm (what song reminds you of them?)

Moonlight by Ariana Grande

Because Gavin’s sweet like candy, but he’s such a man...

Or A Drop In The Ocean by Ron Pope

S = Secrets (how open are they with you?)

Not at all. At least at first.

He gets better with time, but you still need to ask for it. He would never just come to you to lean on your shoulder and tell you what troubles him.

T = Time (how long did it take you to get together?)

Well. A lot.

Because of what I say in X below.

He just assumes that you don’t reciprocate his feelings, because he doesn’t deserve it.

He eventually tells you about his feelings under your insistent questions regarding the subject.

And then? After he finally tells you?

That’s when it escalates quickly.

U = Upset (how do they act when you’re upset?)

At first he tries to keep it inside. Not let you see… But it’s pretty obvious since he doesn’t talk to you. Barely throws any acknowledgment your way.

It would take quite some convincing for him to tell you what’s wrong.

Unless it’s jealousy that is a reason behind his anger. Then he will show you just how upset he is…

Not necessary in a bad way, tho...

V = Vaunt (what are they proud of? Do they like to show you off?)

He’s very proud of you. Always.

Even when you think you’re a failure, he still recognizes how hard you work and how smart you are.

And he also prides himself for earning love of a woman as wonderful as you.

But he’s not a show off. He doesn’t like to be in a center of attention. He doesn’t care for compliments or recognition.

He knows how wonderful you are and that’s all that matters to him.

W = Warrior (how do they feel about you fighting? Would they fight for you, beside you, etc?)

Well, it goes without saying.

Yes. Obviously.

This is Gavin. He does it actively throughout the whole story like it’s the only thing he knows.

X = X-Ray (how well are they able to read you?)

He’s not an expert in emotions.

He gave MC a blood stained letter and was surprised she was troubled by that.

Okay, let’s not sugar coat it - he’s not good at it at all. I said it.

I’m sorry. I wish it was different for you Vivi.

Y = Yes (how would they propose to you?)

I think in Gavin’s case it would be no kneeling with a ring type of thing, because he personally sees no value of that.

Of course, he would if you told him that that’s what you want, but if you don’t…

It would be a beautiful, summer evening. The both of you watching a beautiful sunset from the rooftop of a high building.

Last months you spent together were absolutely wonderful. Life with you by his side was much happier than Gavin could ever dream of… And the way the golden sunlight graces your skin is so, so beautiful.

It wasn’t the first time the thought crossed the bird cop’s mind. He caught himself thinking about it more and more often as your relationship progressed… And before he knew it, the words left his lips.

At first you were sure you must have misheard, so you asked him to repeat. And he did.

His beautiful eyes glimmered with so much love… just as much as you felt for him.

How could you say no to that gorgeous man that adores you so much?

And after that, expect to someday come back home to find the most beautiful and meaningful ring in the world waiting for you to wear it.

Z = Zen (what makes them feel calm?)

Gavin is a man who enjoys simple things in life.

He likes to cozy up with you on a couch on his birthday.

Watch a sunrise and drink cocoa with you on Christmas.

He obviously enjoys various sports, especially if he can enjoy them with you.

But what really, really makes him perfectly calm? Driving Sparky with your hands around his ways and your chest pressed against his back.

The feeling of freedom mixed the warmth of your closeness… how could anyone ask for more?

#mlqc #mr love queen's choice #mlqc fluff #mlqc gavin #mlqc headcanon #mlqc hc #mlqc gavin bai

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fraidy-farfelle · 3 years ago

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This is my attempt at the Fluff ABCs for Frankie the Undead. Please be gentle with criticism because I cry easily. I’ve taken some ideas from @lovestruck-lasagna.

Taglist: @writingfromthetomb @beebubb

A = Admiration (what do they absolutely adore about you?)

Your dry sense of humor. It perfectly matches his insults and he doesn’t have to go out of his way to make you laugh. He just says what he’s thinking and you laugh and agree.

B = Body (what is their favorite part of your body?)

Frankie appreciates a good smile, and for many reasons. He learned to read smiles (fake vs real) early on and uses it to gauge people, so he pays particular attention by default. He’s a sucker for cute dimples, and loves the way your nose scrunches and your eyes close.

C = Cuddling (how do they like to cuddle?)

He loves late at night when you share the couch and he can read a good book, sip on some whiskey, or puff on a cigar. He really doesn’t care what you’re doing, he can tune out the TV or you prattling on about your day and make comments to show he’s listening. Put your feet in his lap, lay on top of him, make yourselves mummies in blankets, so long as he can reach his glass he doesn’t care. He just wants to be with you.

D = Dates (what does their ideal date with you look like?)

Stay in date nights are his favorite. He doesn’t really like to “share” your attention. He likes to either cook a meal together or order takeout and watch a movie. Particularly black and white gangster ones, or older horror films. Likes to tease you if you get scared and grab onto him. He’ll pat your head and say something like “oh there there, don’t be scared! I won’t let the big, bad monster getcha!” (Like your neighbor isn’t a 7 ft tall children murdering clown demon) If you go out, he prefers less crowded places outdoors.

E = Emotions (how do they express emotion around you?)

He’s a spitfire and he knows it. He tends to explode and then after a few minutes apologizes gruffly and explains himself. “WHY WERE YA OUT UNTIL MIDNIGHT, THATS SUCH A STUPID THING TO DO!” “Sorry, Frankie.” “…… ugh just, please get home earlier from now on. It’s dangerous and I worry about you.” Definitely doesn’t hug you close so you don’t see the relief and worry on his face. Nope!

F = Family (do they want one? If they do, when?)

He misses Amy desperately. He wants a little girl in his life again, although he’ll never ever admit it. He’s hesitant to make relationships because he doesn’t want to be hurt again. But, if you go out with him to the living world, you’ll catch him staring longingly at parents and daughters when he thinks you’re not looking. If you ask him what he’s looking at, he’ll shake his head and spit out a line about children being obnoxious but you can tell he’s blowing smoke.

G = Gifts (how do they feel about gift giving? What are their habits when it comes to this?)

If the underworld wasn’t so dangerous, he’d love to drape you in the finest silks with diamonds and rubies dripping off of you. However he doesn’t want you to draw any unnecessary attention to yourself. So, he settles for things you don’t really see in public. He also doesn’t like to be found out about it. Your gas tank is filled, the bill you were worried about has mysteriously been paid, your favorite ice cream is in your freezer when you know you ate the last of it yesterday, and hey, didn’t you spend this $20? Why is it in your wallet? If you ever bring it up he’ll just shrug and say “How strange!”

H = Holding Hands (when/how do they like to hold hands?)

He’s torn about PDA because he doesn’t want you to become a target because you’re associated with him, and people stare at him enough because of his appearance. But on the other hand, he wants to show the world that someone as worthless as him (don’t say that we love you Frankie) has such an amazing person that loves him. Will absolutely grab you and passionately make out with you with one hand on your ass and the other flipping the bird to the cheeky bastard that told the broad beside him to watch out for the zombie.

I = Injury (how would they act if you got hurt?)

Panic. Sheer panic. He’s so afraid to lose you, any injury is serious and cause for alarm.

Frankie:*bursting into a hospital lobby, screaming to be taken to f/n l/n immediately**running in the opposite direction the nurse pointed in panic**bursts into exam room 30 seconds later* “Y/N!!!!! I came as soon as I got the message, WHATS WRONG!!!”

You: *sitting on the table, reading phone* “Oh, I have a sprained ankle and they don’t want me to drive so can you give me a ride?”

Frankie:*slowly blinking* “Uh, yeah no problem…”

You: “lemme guess, you heard my name and hospital in the same sentence and ignored everything else.”

Frankie:*hanging his head* “go wait in the car, I’ll go apologize….”

J = Jokes (do they like to joke around with or prank you? how?)

Not actual jokes, but he loves to sit with you and insult people. He’s an incredibly sweet person to you, but no one else. (Except service people, like nurses and waitresses. Just the general public) he doesn’t think pranks are funny or practical, which is one of the many reasons he and LJ butt heads. If LJ or Will prank you or him, he’s raising hell.

K = Kisses (how do they like to kiss you?)

Love kissing your lips. He’s actually really self conscious about his mouth stitches and constantly frets they feel weird to you. Neck kisses are another favorite and are extremely private to him. He also likes to hold the back of your hand against his lips and tell you what he’s thinking, no matter how mundane. Kiss his stitches. Please. Just do it.

L = Love (how do they show you they love you?)

He has trouble saying it to your face. He’ll whisper it to you when he thinks you’re sleeping, and he’s been known to leave little notes around for you to find. He thinks protecting you is the best way to show he cares.

M = Memory (favorite memory together?)

The day you finally broke down and told him you loved him. He knew as soon as he looked into your eyes and saw your smile his goose was cooked. He was very abrasive and hoping against hope that you’d leave him be. He knew you deserved better. He was so afraid to build a relationship and love again, he wanted to distance himself and if he was an asshole to you, it would be justified and you’d do it on your own. What he didn’t expect is for you to be so kind to him. Upon your initial meeting, he had been a little harsh, but helped you (if there’s enough interest I’ll do a fic about it) and so when he subsequently was a jerk to you, you were curious and determined to find out what he was hiding. He finally had been mean enough to make you cry. He had never regretted something he did before. He immediately wanted to cradle you to him and beg your forgiveness. Normally when he insulted you, you’d have a snarky retort in reply. But not this time. You fell to your knees and clung to his legs and demanded to know why he treated you so poorly and proclaimed your love for him. It was probably by accident and you were so distraught you didn’t even know it flew from your mouth, but hearing it, he couldn’t take it anymore. He didn’t care about the consequences, he just wanted you. Hearing that you loved someone like him made him so happy, he knew he’d treasure the memory forever

N = Nightmare (what is their worst fear?)

Losing you. Period.

O = Oddity (what is one quirk they have?)

What ISNT odd about this man?! A cute one is he always winks with his green eye.

P = Pet Names (what do they like to call you?)

I HC that he was born in the 30’s, so he calls you “doll” a lot but only in private. He uses your name otherwise so it’s not as obvious to people watching you’re together. He will absolutely refer to you as “the dame” to others. The equivalent of “the boss” or “old lady.” “William! The Dame is trying to take a nap, so shut up or I’ll shoot you!” You call him stitches to tease him in private and are the only person allowed to do so.

Q = Quality Time (how do they like to spend time with you?) Either taking naps or couch potato time. Also, low key likes to cook with you. He can’t cook for shit, but likes to “help” by handing you things or chopping things for you. Is a super good taste tester, self appointed.

R = Rhythm (what song reminds you of them?)

Stitches by Shawn Mendez (PLEASE DONT HURT ME!!)

We don’t have to Dance by Andy Black (referring to how he can’t really show you affection in public but he loves you)

S = Secrets (how open are they with you?)

He’s open about himself and what he’s thinking, and will always take what you say into consideration. He doesn’t like to keep things from you, but he does omit some detail about his jobs if you ask about them. He just feels like you don’t need to be stressed about it.

T = Time (how long did it take you to get together?)

LJ picked up on Frankie’s fondness of you almost instantly. He and Will decided to do what they could to get you together in the interest of making Frankie less of a grouch. If it hadn’t been for them insisting that he was good guy to you, you probably WOULD have let Frankie’s prickly nature drive you away. It took a year or so for you to break down.

U = Upset (how do they act when you’re upset?) A powder keg of insults, foul language, and bullets. Has actually never called you a name outright, and would absolutely never physically hurt you. When he was deliberately being rude to you, he’d insult your actions rather than you. “Stop acting like a dumb broad!” Vs calling you a bitch to your face. He usually calms down quickly, and is hardly ever angry at you, only when you put yourself in danger.

V = Vaunt (what are they proud of? Do they like to show you off?)

He likes that he’s scary and tough looking so that when you’re with him, other men scatter pretty fast. Has had many occasions where he stepped away and someone came to flirt with you and he came back and had the pleasure of scaring them.

W = Warrior (how do they feel about you fighting? Would they fight for you, beside you, etc?)

You are not allowed to do anything dangerous, ever! Will teach you how to use a gun and how to counter things like chokeholds, so you’re less vulnerable. Will absolutely lose his mind if he learns you’ve put yourself at risk. He will shoot someone so fast for you. Takes every person as a threat to you and will pick fights with somebody that accidentally bumped into you. Do NOT test this man.

X = X-Ray (how well are they able to read you?)

You are an open book to him. He’s learned to read people well, and he takes his time studying you. Can tell if you’re getting sick before you can. More than once he’s handed you a bottle of Tylenol, leaving you bewildered, and shrugged and said to take them because you’ll have a headache in a few minutes. He can pick up on your emotions easily and has learned what to do to handle them.

Y = Yes (how would they propose to you?)

Honestly, marriage isn’t that important to him. He’s not opposed to the idea at all, but like you’ve been together for this long, you love each other, is it really necessary? You’d have to tell him you want to be officially married. He’ll buy you a ring, to show that you’re taken, if nothing else, but he’ll wear his around his neck under his tie so it’s not obvious he’s attached to anyone to discourage his rivals using you to get to him.

Z = Zen (what makes them feel calm?)

The smell of your perfume. Holding you in his arms and taking deep breaths makes all of his troubles go away.

#frankie the undead #frankie creeps #creepypasta

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my-arlington-academia · 5 years ago

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How would the main 10 react if scholar gets jealous ?

Alright 😂 let's make the MC jealous! I hope I'll be able to deliver what you had in mind and thank you for the request as always 💕💖

(On a side-note: when you guys don't specify Scholar's gender, I always write in "you/your" by default so don't hesitate to tell me what pronouns you'd like me to use! I know that some people can find it weird, reading headcanons that directly put them into MC's shoes, but if it doesn't bother you then carry on as always 👌)

Alistair

- immediately notices that you become a bit cold when that "friend" from the athletics department is around

- is it... jealousy?

- Alistair considers that possibility right away, maybe because deep down he kinda wants it to be true? A little bit?

- pulls you aside and asks you what's wrong

- "Y/N... when Sam is around you always act a bit weird. Is something wrong? Does he make you uncomfortable? Maybe I can help you guys talk it out!"

- you shamefully admit that it's not it, from there on, the way you avert your eyes and that obvious blush on your face makes Alistair sure of it

- "Haha... You're jealous, right? You of all people..."

- he's grinning, this is making him way happier than he thought it would and it pisses you off a little bit

- "Hey! What the hell?? D-Don't be so happy about that kind of stuff! It's not funny!"

- despite what you're saying, he can't wipe that smile off his face, instead he hugs you tightly to compensate

- "Sorry... pffthahaha... sorry. Yeah, you're right it's not funny. It's just really really cute."

Axel

- it's actually really easy to make Axel jealous and he always gets annoyed at that part of himself

- so when you're the one being jealous for once? Oh boy is he happy...

- You already knew about the difficulties that can arise from dating Axel so you're usually hard to break

- But this one time there was a girl who was being especially clingy and friendly

- Axel noticed the shift in your behaviour right away

- he's smirking while questioning you

- you decide to be honest and ignore how happy Axel is with this whole situation

- "I uh. I guess I was a little bit... ᴊᴇᴀʟᴏᴜs."

- Axel comes closer to you and acts like he didn't hear what you said

- "Huh? What was that? Sorry you're just so quiet I didn't catch that."

- you remember all the times he was the one being jealous but everytime you brushed him off and told him that he was "just being silly"

- now that you're on the other end, it's kind of ironic

- you know fully well that he did hear you, but feeling pressured you say it again

- "J-Jealous. I was jealous."

- when Axel notices how red you are and your eyes full of tears, he ends the joke and hugs you

- "Geez come on, don't make that face sweetheart..."

Claire

- okay now that's a funny one

- she does catch on the fact that you're acting different but she tries to approach you in a really polite way

- "So um. You know uh... I'm really sorry if I'm jumping to conclusions and it might be really preposterous of me to think of it that way but... Could it be that you're jealous?"

- she's so nervous, as if she's asking something really rude

- you admit it quite easily, there's no reason for you to hide that from Claire

- she's always so caring and understanding about everything

- "Oh! I see! So it really was jealousy... Well in any case please don't worry! I mean I would never, ever cheat on you I swear!! I assure you that it's just your mind playing tricks on you!"

- Even though she doesn't want to admit it, it's clear that she's a little bit happy about the fact that you were jealous

- but still worried about you because jealousy is really not a pleasant feeling

Ellie

- sees that you suddenly become really quiet once that person comes to greet her and have a small chat

- Ellie is friendly with a lot of people and a chatterbox so she easily becomes close with others

- hell, she's the most popular person in her department, if that's not an achievement then you don't know what is

- she tries to talk to you about it but you clumsily dodge her questions

- "Hmmm... Y/N you're acting reaaaaally suspicious right now, you know that?"

- tickles you into submission

- "HHAHAHA O-okayhahahaha Okay!! Okay... Alright, yeah, I was jealous. So what?"

- hugs you and kisses you on your cheek

- "So nothing at all! You're really a worrywart! There's no way I would give up on you silly!"

- from then on, when that person approaches you guys she holds your hand and acts all lovey-dovey in public

- now everyone knows that you guys are dating... but hey! At least no more reason to be jealous!

Karolina

- here we have miss master heartbreaker

- which is funny because she's also the kind of person who gets easily jealous for the smallest things

- someone sits too close to you in class? Back off!

- someone's giving you the soft eyes™? Get lost!

- the joy she feels when you're finally the one to be jealous cannot be described

- she decides to play a bit with you, even if it's a cruel way to do it, she really wants you to be the one to assert dominance for once

- you catch on her little game but break eventually

- the way you shoved that guy aside made him fear for his life

- "Karolina, what you did just now? That was really childish and unfair."

- she playfully rolls her eyes

- "Oh please. You mean how you always do it to me? Or is it not "childish and unfair" when you're the one to do it?"

- welp. She has a point

- but in the end she's fully satisfied with your little outburst of jealousy

- you guys carry on as always: half fighting and half flirting

Neha

- it takes Neha about a day to figure it out

- of course she's emotionally intelligent but she thought that maybe you were going through some personal stuff you didn't want to share yet

- Neha is really respectful about that kind of stuff, she won't pry unless she absolutely has to

- not to mention that you're sulking in a really subtle way, had she not known you for a long time, she wouldn't catch that at all

- figures out that it has something to do with that girl from the fashion department she's been hanging out a lot with (for purely work related purposes)

- "Y/N, there's something you want to tell me, isn't there?"

- she really catches you off-guard

- you decide that there's no use hiding that from her and tell her you understand how illogical your jealousy is but you can't help it

- as you explain your feelings to her, a small smile appears on her face

- "Wait... Neha, are you happy that I'm jealous?!"

- "W-what?! No!!! ...Well okay, maybe just a little bit..."

Raquel

- gets that there's something going on with you but not exactly what

- it does cross her mind that you might be jealous but she writes it off as "wishful thinking"

- Raquel is pretty popular in general and despite that you have never been jealous

- it seemed unlikely that now, all of a sudden you would start feeling jealous

- But since you're being so moody lately, Raquel gets really concerned, it's not like you're always super cheerful or anything but you've never been this... annoyed?

- "Y/N listen, are you like... jelly or something? I mean it's probably not it but you've been acting kinda weird recently."

- But she hit the nail on the head

- Raquel looks at you in disbelief

- "No way... seriously?? You're jealous?? Oh my God..."

- She practically jumps on you to hug you

- "Woah! Easy there... Well in any case, glad to see that my jealousy makes you sooooo happy."

- she tightens her arms around you even more

- "Awww... come on! Don't be so bitter Y/N, you know that you're the only one for me!"

- says it dramatically but she really means it

Tadashi

- this is the dense brick, a stonewall

- the funny thing is that he can be really perceptive when it comes to other people but when it's for himself?

- he has no clue what's wrong with you

- thinks that maybe it'll go away soon enough and he just tries to be there for you

- you're the one to question him

- "So, haven't you figured out why I've been acting like this? Doesn't it bother you or could it be that you didn't even notice?"

- blinks at you a couple of times before answering

- "You mean how sometimes you randomly become irritable? I don't know, is there something stressing you out? If there is I would be happy to help you."

- you facepalm yourself mentally, seems like you'll have to say it clearly rather than making him guess, if you ask him to guess he'll be like "What do you mean? What's the point of doing that? Just tell me."

- "Tadashi it's just that, well... lately I've been feeling kind of... jealous. You spend a lot of time with Veronica and it just... it makes me upset even though I shouldn't be."

- Tadashi stays silent for a couple of seconds and you can see his cheeks switching from it's usual shade to a deep red

- "...Oh? Jealous hm... I see, okay. Well, I'm not sure how to make you feel better since it is an irrational feeling but... I-I would never abandon you. Maybe it's not the right word to use but... I mean it! You matter to me a lot. More than you think."

Tegan

- Tegan has a big brain but he has such a low self-esteem that he didn't even consider your behaviour to be a simple case of jealousy

- tries to brush it off and instead keep your mind away from... whatever is bothering you

- you really want him to catch the hint so you try making your behaviour even more obvious

- thankfully he ends up taking it as a possibility at least

- "Y/N? Do you not... like it when I spend time with Daniel?"

- he's still so unsure that he doesn't even dare to use the word "jealousy", you end up confirming it for him

- "That's right. I wish you would spend that time with me instead of him... I mean of course I'm not telling you to not hang out with the people you get along with but uh... ughhhh... sorry, I'm not making any sense today. Forget I said anything..."

- Tegan shyly grabs your hands, trying to be as reassuring as he can

- "Please, don't worry about stuff like that... I would never think about uh... getting with someone else other than you. I mean, I honestly still can't believe that we're together. It's like I'm living in another reality or something..."

Tyler

- he has seen his fair share amount of drama in movies, he knows what's going on and he loves it

- is super giddy at the idea of you wanting to keep him only for yourself

- he's so smug that it makes you angrier... but you can't stay mad for long with him, he's too witty and adorable

- when you try to be cold with him he either keeps poking your cheeks with his fingers, tries tickling you, hugging you from behind or doing all of those in this specific order

- "Come ooonnn... just be honest with me, you're jealous, aren't you?"

- he's so close to your ear, he's almost whispering

- "Ugh. Fine. Yes. So what are you gonna do about it?"

- you can't even see his expression since you're facing away from him, but you can somehow tell that he definitely has a smirk on his face

- Tyler turns you around to face him and kisses you

- "You're waaaay cuter than any of those people, even though I'm not even sure who you're jealous of since you're being so secretive about it... Maybe if you spill the beans I'll kiss you again? Sounds like a pretty good deal, doesn't it??"

#sweet elite #se #main 10 #requests #asks #it's so long again 😅#headcanons

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raylee-kai · 5 years ago

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When You Love Someone - Park Jae Hyung Chpt. 1 (Part 1/2)

Here's the thing.

You hated playing the guitar.

You were clearly a keyboard/piano person but when you heard that Jae had volunteered himself at the local music shop, you barely hesitate to put your name down on the form for the guitar lessons. It might have got something got to do with the crush you harbor on the guy.

Your hate of the guitar was mostly because of the fact that your fingers were never flexible enough to press on the strings, how loud and gritty the sounds of an electric guitar echoes and also how there were different ways to play with different songs.

Like what on earth was plucking?

Why are there different ways to play one instrument?

It didn't help that there were different ways to tune a guitar. The amount of time you struggled with the tuner was making you regret the decision but as soon as Jae smiles at you and helped you out, you found yourself back in the studio, practicing yet another song on the guitar.

"Have you been practicing your chords?"

You nod, totally forgetting that he was actually asking about guitar chords and not keyboard. He gave a small chuckle and settled in front of you.

"Great, let's see it!"

The next few minutes consisted of;

"Did you tune your guitar? It sounds a little weird.."

"That's the G chord."

"Bring that finger here and this one here..."

"Show me A chord..... Uh... That's C chord."

"That's not even a chord."

It was amazing how Jae was never frustrated with your inability to learn the chords because your limit was approaching fast.

Every mistake you made, you simply want to throw the guitar down and leave but Jae was always there to stop you from doing that. With his kind smile and carefree attitude, you could not stop yourself from falling for him even more. He was honestly your only motivation to learn the guitar.Your frustration was clear on your face but once he ruffles your hair, you can't help it but to come back for the next session.

"You did great! Just need a little more practice."

Jae flashed a proud smile when you get a chord right was the highlight of the entire lesson.

"That's it for today!"

Jae clapped his hands and pats your shoulder, as if signing to you that you did a good job. Your shy smile made its appearance along with a slight blush but luckily, his attention was on the notification of his phone. He briefly read through and perked up, catching you before you leave.

"Before I forget, here!"

He held out a shiny silver ticket out to you and grinned.

"Umm... What is this?"

"There's a gig, tomorrow at Club Eclipse. Thought that maybe it would be nice for you to see a few live performances."

You eyed the ticket for a bit before you glance up at him.

"You'll be playing?"

"Not this time but I'll be sure to invite you next time! Pinky promise!"

He stuck out his pinky, wiggling childishly to which you curled with a small giggle. Jae gave you a ruffle on your hair before looking at his watch.

"I'll pick you up at about 7 at the cafe near school?"

"You have a license?"

"Only one way to find out right?"

He winked, smiling while you tried to bite back your smile.

You might have went all out in trying to find the perfect outfit which had Seungmin groaning in pure annoyance at the fact that you just practically dumped a bunch of clothes infront of him. The amount of times that you ran into his bedroom's toilet and came out with a new outfit had him regretting his friendship with you.

As if he could break a childhood friendship that easy.

You and Seungmin met each other at a piano recital when the two of you were younger. Ever since then, it was as if it was fated for the two of you to be friends. Both of you kept getting into the same classes, courses and school with or without planning on it. Plus, it did not help that Wonpil, Seungmin's brother, was your partner for a piano recital which made the two of you even closer.

"Are you seriously doing this at my house?"

"I need fashion advice."

You pouted, turning away from the mirror for Seungmin's view. He barely gave you a glance and scoffed.

"Stop pouting. You ain't cute."

You pouted even more at his harsh words but it was just a Seungmin thing to do so you weren't offended in the slightest.

"Why aren't you asking Hyunjin for fashion advice? He is better than the rest of us at fashion."

"YOU'RE A GENIUS, SEUNG!"

You immediately grabbed your phone and called Hyunjin over to Seungmin's house. It didn't take long for him to arrive but not alone.

"Who invited the sunshine twins here?"

"We are here for mental support!"

"Get out of my house."

"Why do you like Jae anyways?"

Felix's question threw you to a state of flabbergast.

"Why Jae?"

Jisung added on, while Hyunjin was picking up outfits and trying to pair them together.

You sat on Seungmin's mattress much to the other's displeasure and thought about it to yourself.

At first, it was the smile. You always thought that Jae had a cute smile with how he smiles with his eyes. He had a variety of smiles from the playful mischievous grin to the tired yet blessed smirk. It stays in your mind every time and you could not help feeling warm seeing his smile.

"Who's that?"

You asked Seungmin, who had been re-reading his script for the tenth time that day. Your dear friend was a part of the MC line up for some after school event which he was extremely nervous for which was why you, his dear friend, was there to cheer him on.

"What?"

"That blonde? I don't think I had seen him before."

"Oh, Jae?"

You raised a brow as if trying to get him to explain more. "He was a student here, my brother's senior. They called him back to help us with the event."

Your attention went to the blonde who was joking around with some of the MCs to calm their stage nerves. The way he threw his head back to laugh caused you to smile a little.

"Cute."

Then, you fell for his personality. How friendly and welcoming he was with everyone, how thoughtful to those he held those dear and how mature and gives the best advice at times. He was like a canvas with similar yet different shades that you would only realize after looking closely.

Jae was not close to Wonpil by any means.

It did not mean that they hated each other or anything but it is just that their friend circles never really clashed. So, Jae had no reason to protect Wonpil like he did that one time during his third recital.

During his third recital, the seniors had Wonpil running around, forcing him to do stuff which would make him late to the recital. They went as far as to cut his formal clothes causing him to turn up with red slick back hair and blue button up which had caused a ruckus among the audience and judges for not being professional. But without a doubt, he was able to pull a performance that had the audience crying and reaching out for their tissues.

Unfortunately, Wonpil was disqualified and was banned from joining in another recital in the event hall for not being "professional" and was reported for "harassing" the seniors that he had helped.

That had caused you and Seungmin to fume in pure anger with how you had seen Wonpil going around to help the seniors, even going as far as to cut his practice time.

It was the first time you saw Wonpil getting upset that he walked away.

You and Seungmin were about to storm into the judges when Jae reached before the two of you could and provided them with evidence and eyewitnesses of the seniors bullying Wonpil and forcing him on errands. You watched in pure amazement at how the older glared the seniors down.

When you asked why would he stand up for a total stranger, his reply would always be the same.

"Why not?"

After, you just could not help but pay attention to him no matter where he goes. It's like your eyes would constantly be searching for him. There was just something about his presence that made you look at him in amazement.

What do you like about Jae?

"I don't know. I just like him."

You should probably trust Hyunjin more than you did because the outfit he put together really looked good. Not only you looked good but you also feel good in the outfit. So there you were with nervous jitters waiting outside the cafe for Jae, typing at your phone furiously, trying to calm yourself down.

Millennium Line Unite (5)

Memelix : Still cant believe u got boss to give u today off

Memelix : On short notice

J.ONE : Not fair :(

SeungSky : I dont get y u guys complaining

SeungSky : M covering her shift

SeungSky : If anyone want complain it be me

lmao he saw my ticket

he just send me off

Dramallama : boss said you need friends

Dramallama : hes sad Minnie is ur only friend

Dramallama : WHO TF CHANGE MY USER NAME

Memelix changed Dramallama to PrettyJinnie

PrettyJinnie : Aww

PrettyJinnie : Thanks baby

Memelix : Anything for my Prince

J. ONE : my eyes

J. ONE : NEED BLEACH

SeungSky : No flirting

SeungSky : Not in this christian household

Memelix : jokes on you

Memelix : im catholic

SeungSky : And Jisungs a rapper

Memelix : ???

J. ONE : ???

PrettyJinnie : ???

???

SeungSky : it means idgaf

Ouch

taht got to hurt

SeungSky : Idgaf bout ur date either

SeungSky : u made me work on my off day

SeungSky : u officially out of my friend list

J. ONE : at least u were in his list

SeungSky : Han

SeungSky : stfu

Oh shit oh shit oh shit

Jae here gtg

wish me lcuk

Memelix : Stay safe

PrettyJinnie : Use protection

J. ONE : good lcuk

Private Chat : SeungSky

SeungSky : Text me ASAP if somethings wrong

SeungSky : Don't accept drinks from strangers

SeungSky : Stay close to Jae hyung

Must u do this everytime

SeungSky : U only have one braincell

SeungSky : It worries me that u dont have common sense

I do have

hope I dont make a fool of myself

SeungSky : Tough words for a clown like u

f u

"Coming in?"

Jae's voice hollered from the car as you look up from your phone. You darted into the car taking the seat next to the driver's and greeted him casually. You tried to avoid his look, considering how he actually put effort in looking good and you could barely stop yourself from combusting at the sight.

"Looking good today."

"Thanks. You too, Jae. It's been awhile since I saw you in something other than a shirt."

"That's cause I'm usually half awake and late for work."

"Well, does that mean that you are late everyday?"

"Hush now little one."

Laughing quietly at his words, you guys started talking about random things and before you know it, you were already there in the club.

"Nervous?"

He asked, seeing how you hesitate after parking the car nearby. An arm over your shoulder had you calming down almost instantly. It was as if just knowing that Jae was there brought you calmer.

"Is this the wrong time to tell you that this is my first time going to a club?"

"You mean to tell me… you're a club fetus?!"

You giggle at his dramatic scandalised face and playfully pushed him away. He laughed and placed his hands on your shoulder leading the way.

"Don't worry and just stay close."

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cottontail20 · 5 years ago

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Children Of Iron, Chapter 6: Wild Card

Summary:Wanda and Vision are not sure what kind of reception to expect from Nick Fury

Ao3 link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/20323687/chapters/49807538

"Should we borrow a boat to follow them?" Harley whispered, returning the Iron Legion droid to it's case.

"No.. they'll spot us too easily that way" said Vision.

"Right" Wanda agreed. "We'll follow from the sky."

"Does it really matter if they spot us?" Harley questioned. "I mean.. Nick Fury's like top of the pile when it comes to the good guys."

Wanda and Vision shared an uncertain look. While what Harley said was true, that Fury was basically everybody's boss since he had created the Avengers.. For various complicated reasons, neither Vision nor Wanda had ever met him. At least not properly. Vision had a vague recollection of being introduced to him in the post-Sokovia chaos. Wanda may have too, although she was too grief-stricken over Pietro to remember much else from that time.

They both knew that you didn't usually get to meet Nick Fury unless he wanted you to meet him, especially after his faked death, and they weren't entirely sure how he would react to their showing up unexpectedly in the middle of one of his operations.

"I still think it best that we fly for now.." Vision finally replied, and Wanda nodded in agreement.

"You're the boss" Harley shrugged. --

So, they hovered what they thought was a safe distance from the boat as they followed, with Vision holding onto Wanda and Harley, phasing them all to limit their chances of being seen. They watched as Fury handed Peter a gift from Tony.

"Do you think Tony left anything for me?" Harley whispered hopefully.

"I'm not sure.. Probably" Vision replied. "We're still finding things he had tucked away.."

"Like this.." Wanda replied quietly, smiling as she wiggled her ring finger.

Vision smiled back at her.

They continued to follow the boat until it reached the mouth of a tunnel. Then, Nick Fury turned, looking straight up at them, aimed a rifle, and fired. Peter, at the realization they were being followed, but not knowing by who, hurriedly pulled on his mask in the brief chaos that followed.

"Ah!"Harley yelped, almost dropping the Iron Legion case.

Though the shot would have passed harmlessly through them in their phased state, Vision twisted in the air to dodge it. Wanda raised a hand to halt the bullet, quickly realizing that it was not a bullet at all.

"Vizh, it's just a tranquilizer.."

"You're damn lucky it's just a tranquilizer!" Fury yelled up to them. "Let this be a lesson, no-one follows Nicholas J. Fury without him knowing about it! Now all of you idiots get in the damn boat before you set off the rest of our security."

Wanda and Vision shared a slightly sheepish look, then headed down to land in the boat. Harley, now clinging to Vision's back like a monkey, quickly got down, his cheeks burning with embarrassment. This was not how he'd wanted to meet more of his heroes.

"Well.. Hello" Vision managed a smile.

"Uh.. Hi, Vision.." Even beneath his mask, Peter's confusion was clear.

"I suppose we have some explaining to do.." Wanda chuckled nervously.

"You bet you do, Maximoff.." Fury's eye flickered to Harley. "Who's the kid?"

"Oh, I'm Harley, Harley Keener.." Harley thrust out a hand, which Peter took. "I'm, uh.. the new Stark Industries intern.."

"New Intern?" The eyes of the Spider-Man mask narrowed.

Vision grew nervous as he watched them, detecting a hint of jealousy in Peter's voice.

"Yeah" Harley continued excitedly, oblivious to the slight change in the other boy's demeanor. "Tony talked with me about it before the blip. Never got a chance to follow through, but now Vision's hired me.. It's nice to meet you, Spider-Man, I'm a really big fan.."

"Nice to meet you too, I guess.."

"Stark and kids.." Fury shook his head as he started up the boat once more, "Who would have thought?"

"Harley has a lot of very useful tiny robots" said Vision.

"...Good to know." --

"You really thought I wouldn't notice you?" Fury continued to scold Wanda and Vision as the boat moved down the tunnel. "I've been keeping my eye on you for a while, Maximoff, and Vision, well.. Let's just say that I keep better tabs on Stark's super-bots than he ever did..Congrats on the engagement, by the way.."

"Thank you, Sir" Vision blushed. "We really are sorry for any trouble we might have caused."

"We just saw the news, and we were concerned about.." Wanda began.

"Your concern is noted, and appreciated" Fury cut her off. "But next time, let someone know so we can claim your little mission as legit, okay? None of the remaining Avengers can go running around half-cocked, a repeat of the Sokovia Accords is the last thing we need right now.."

Wanda's cheeks reddened at the mention of the accords, but Vision nodded.

"Understood, sir.."

"Good.." As Fury stopped the boat, and everyone piled out for it to head for what they assumed was a temporary Mission Control Center, he turned his attention back to Peter. "You can lose the mask, everyone here's seen you without it.."

"He hasn't.." Peter pointed to Harley.

"Yeah, but I know you're Peter Parker though" Harley shrugged.

Peter removed his mask, looking a little annoyed.

Vision grew nervous.. his brotherly bonding expedition seemed to have taken an awkward turn.

"That's better.." Fury continued. "You don't need to be feigning anonymity and breathing through spandex for no good reason.." --

As they headed into the control center, they were introduced to a rather imposing agent named Dimitri whom didn't react when Harley smiled at him.

Maria Hill, whose gaze Wanda avoided.. She had at one time, spoken as a joke, heard Hill's abridged assessment of her and her twin (He's fast. She's weird.), and the words had upset her more than she wanted to admit.

And finally, the armored 'hero' from the news who had sparked Vision and Wanda's whole trip.

".. This is Mr. Beck..

"You're the guy from the news!" Harley cried.

"Mysterio.." Peter gasped.

"What?" The man looked confused.

"Oh, it's just what my friends were.." As Peter stumbled his way through an explanation, Beck shook Harley's hand, Vision's, and Wanda's, but then zeroed back in on Peter just a little too fast for Wanda's liking.

"I saw what you did with the tower. We could have used someone like you on my world."

"Your world?" Peter was confused.

"What do you mean 'Your' world?" Wanda frowned.

"Well.." --

Of all the things Vision had expected to uncover when they set out on this trip, the existence of multiple Universes, and a series of attacks on the Earth from Elemental Monsters was not high on the list.

The news that the last and most dangerous of these monsters, the Fire Elemental, was set to attack Prague in two days, and that Fury planned to take Peter along to help defeat it was an extra level of shock. Vision was about to object to his brother's participation, but Peter was providing a rather good argument himself for why he couldn't go to Prague. That Aunt May would be worried, the danger of his classmates discovering his identity..

"...Then the whole world will work out who I am, and then I'm done."

"He's got a point, you know" Harley cut in. "If my Mom knew what this Internship really involved.. well, she'd be pissed, even if she did know about my Iron Legion."

Peter gave Harley a thankful look, but still seemed somewhat unsettled by the other boy's presence.

"Alright" Fury surprisingly replied. "I understand.."

To Peter's great surprise and relief, Fury instructed Dimitri to return Peter to his Hotel. Vision smiled at Wanda, pleased with the new development. It seemed they had succeeded in keeping Peter safe. Wanda smiled back at him, but was slightly distracted. She had been subtly keeping one eye on Beck as everything unfolded. Something about the man just didn't feel right.

After Peter was safely out of earshot, however, everything changed.

"Hill" Fury instructed, "Have Parker's school trip redirected to Prague."

"Yes, Sir" Hill nodded.

"What?" Vision frowned.

"He's an Avenger now. He can't shirk his responsibilities."

"He doesn't" Vision argued. "He does so much for his neighborhood, foiling crimes. This trip is his first break, and he needs it. He's still just a boy."

"Besides, you have Vision and I now" said Wanda.

"And me" Harley cut in.

"Exactly" Wanda continued. "Harley's Iron Legion can fight from a distance. There's no reason for us to put children in danger."

"No offense" Beck interrupted, "I'm sure you guys are great, but we made our plan with Parker in mind.."

"I don't believe anyone asked you, Mr. Beck" Wanda snapped. "And any plan that requires a child to be successful seems like a pretty de pularie plan to me!"

"Peter Parker stopped being a child the second he put on that suit Stark made him" Fury cut in. "He's doing this job whether he likes it or not."

"But.."

"Don't take this the wrong way" Fury turned to Wanda, ignoring her interruption. "I'm glad you and Vision and little Iron Lad are here. We need all the help we can get.. But you're a wild card, Maximoff, Vision's been out of action, and Keener's untested."

"No I'm not!" Harley argued. "My Iron Legion.."

"Quiet, kid.. Parker has real field experience, you don't. Parker has a mostly clean on the field record.." Fury turned back to Wanda. "You definitely don't. I'll be damned if I'm going to leave the fate of the world up to a wild card, a partially broken android and Tony Stark's plan B!"

Wanda's eyes flashed scarlet. She wasn't sure what she felt more, hurt, or angry. She turned and stormed out of the control room. A deflated Harley followed not too far behind her.

Vision felt something flare in his synthetic gut. For the first time since his resurrection, maybe the first time in his whole life, he was angry.

"Don't take this the wrong way, Sir.." He glared at Fury, "I respect you.. but I do not think I like you very much."

With that, he followed his fiance' and his brother back outside.

Watching the scene unfold, Quentin Beck smirked.

Notes:

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de pularie: shitty

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imaginejamesandsirius · 6 years ago

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Hey, can you write a story in which James is protective of Sirius and gets angry whenever someone speaks ill of him (maybe accusing him of being just another Black or a Death Eater) so when he and Sirius come back after the Veil (because they do come back), James is appalled to discover Sirius is considered a bad guy and is so upset and founds the Sirius Black Defense Squad? :) please and thanks!!

"You sure you're not a Death Eater?" the other auror said, voice low and quiet like he knew exactly how cruel he was being and didn't care in the slightest. "Like your dear brother? Well... ex-brother?"

Sirius didn't bother grabbing his wand, he just pulled his arm back and plowed his fist into the other man's face.

Right about the moment he was hitting the ground, James rounded the corner, carrying two mugs of tea with a pile of paperwork tucked under his arm. "Er." He looked up, saw the hurt and infuriated look on Sirius's face and the way he was holding his hand oddly in front of him, and sighed. He walked over to their desks, nudging-- oh what was his name, McLaggen?-- with the toe of his shoe. "C'mon lad, off the floor some of us are trying to work."

"Your partner's bloody mad!" Probably-McLaggen said as he scrambled to his feet, hand coming up gingerly to his face which would bruise spectacularly if he didn't get it healed.

"He does look rather angry, doesn't he? I suggest you leave before I decide to join him in that." James ignored what he actually meant by that phrase because this was earl grey in his hand, and he was having a craving. Getting worked up would only sour the taste, and McLaggen wasn't worth that.

"Here you go love, English Breakfast two sugars. I halved it because I don't want you bouncing around all night while I'm trying to sleep."

People stared for a minute as Sirius took the tea with a mild grimace before they tottered off, clearly getting the hint that nothing further was going to happen. Probably-McLaggen had to be dragged away by his friends so he didn't try to restart anything. James really wished people would stop pushing him like this. He was going to bloody snap one day, and Merlin help whoever was on the receiving end of it.

Being brought back to life was just weird. Honestly. People asked James if he felt any different, and he didn't. They asked Sirius the same and got-- you guessed it-- the exact same answer. They felt normal. Not tired, not too energized, they didn't think they were missing any memories, and overall they felt absolutely normal. Unfortunately that answer was unsatisfactory to the Medi-witches, and they were trapped in solitary. Which would have been fine except James did want to see Harry and Remus again, and he would rather have liked to acquaint himself with Moony's kid. Moony had a kid! The future was wild, but here he was, stuck in hospital instead of exploring it.

In an attempt to sedate James and Sirius's escapist tendencies, they brought the Prophet to them every day. "Ah," James said, delighted, "we made the front page." Except... he frowned. The headline stated Hero James Potter returned from the dead! and there was a picture of him from the first war, but Sirius was nowhere to be found. He lifted the paper and looked under it, like somehow the second half of the headline and main picture had been separated and was waiting for him to find it; it wasn't. Well that couldn't be right.

He read the article, which said a lot considering that their return was confidential and even the people who knew what had happened didn't really know what had happened. And there, like an aside hidden in the middle of an essay, was news of Sirius's return. Sirius Black-- heir apparent for the Ancient and Most Noble House of Black-- also returned from the dead in a manner similar to J. Potter. Black is a suspected Death Eater from the first war, though no official charges were ever pressed. Ex-fucking-cuse him? 'Suspected Death Eater'??? What the bloody fucking hell was that shite! When he pointed it out to Sirius, expecting similar outrage, Sirius just shrugged. "What?"

"C'mon James, I told you I was arrested for blowing up those Muggles. Pettigrew being alive apparently didn't change matters all that much."

James stared at him, dumbfounded. "Please tell me you're joking," he said faintly.

Sirius shrugged again.

James threw the newspaper at him, glad that that, at least, got a reaction out of him. "What is wrong with you? People think you're a murderer, doesn't that bother you?"

He sighed. "James. They've thought that for nearly twenty years now, and I'm too old to try and change their minds. I'm not in Azkaban, and that's all I care about."

James glared, then crawled out of his bed and into Sirius's, aggressively cuddling him. If it was the last thing James did, he was going to hunt down every single person that made Sirius so dispassionate with himself, and he was going to wack them over the head with a mop until their opinion changed. Because thinking that Sirius wasn't the best person on the entire planet? That was bad enough, but to actively dislike him? Heresy.

Sirius chuckled and wrapped his arms around James. He thought he was overreacting a bit, but he wasn't going to turn down some cuddles.

Later that day, they were reluctantly told that they could leave the following day. The Sirius Issue wasn't gone from his mind, but for the moment it wasn't absorbing his every thought.

Remus and Harry were waiting for them when they were released from St. Mungo's. Sirius wrapped Harry up in a tight hug, and James decided to give them a moment of relative privacy by turning to the baby in Remus's arms. "Oh well aren't you just the second cutest thing in the world," he said wondrously when Teddy blinked at him.

"Second cutest?" Remus repeated in amusement.

"Well I have to be honest don't I? Don't I?" James said in a baby voice, grinning as Teddy responded in baby babble.

"Sirius your partner is insulting my baby."

"I am not. Am I?" James said, still using the baby voice. "No I'm not."

"Sure you're not," Remus said drily. "Harry's his godfather by the way. Not sure I got to tell you that."

James straightened up from where he'd been hunched over to be on eye level with Teddy. "Really? Aww they grow up so fast. Mostly because I was dead for your entire life," he said in an aside to Harry, who had finally stopped hugging Sirius. "But I do remember how quickly you grew as a sprog. I swear, between one day and the next you went from babbling to running around the house."

"Speech and movement aren't that conn--"

"Oh shut it Moony I'm having a moment."

"Not a very good one," Harry joked.

James gasped theatrically, putting an arm around Sirius's shoulders when he went back to standing beside him. "Do you hear this treachery? From our very own son?"

Harry's face flashed with confusion, but Teddy let out a loud wail that reminded Remus they should head back to continue talking. James agreed easily, though he wasn't quite sure where they were heading back to.

Remus went ahead and apparated with Teddy since the floo could be a little dodgy with a newborn, and Harry led them to the fireplaces, telling them to go to 'the Burrow'. Sirius seemed uncomfortable with the idea, but James didn't have a chance to ask him about it before they were stepping into the green flames and swirling away.

When he materialized, it was to the image of a middle-aged red-headed woman fussing over Harry, oblivious to his discomfort. She ushered him off to the kitchen, then turned to James with a neutral smile. "You must be Mrs. Weasley," he said with an equally polite smile. He didn't know anything about her other than she was Harry's friend's mother, and she had eight kids or summat.

"I am dear." She stepped forward to shake his hand, and James tried not to let his smile wince at the endearment. She didn't mean anything by it, he knew, but he'd always felt that endearments were earned, not given away like mints. "You're free to stay here for as long as you like so you and Harry can become acquainted. I'm afraid it's a touch crowded for beds, but we'll find a space for you."

The words were nice, the offer genuine, but something about it struck James as off. He realised what it was a moment later: Remus wasn't staying here, and he'd explicitly said that Sirius could stay with him. And if Sirius was staying with Remus, then James was staying with Remus, and James was now confused as to why she thought James didn't have a place to stay since Remus had obviously been around in the past few days to be with Harry. "Ah, er- thanks for the offer, but we'll be fine at Remus's."

"Did Harry say he was going with you?" she asked with a confused tilt of her head, like plans had been made without her knowledge.

"No," James responded, equally confused. "I thought Harry was staying here with his friends." He looked to Sirius to see if he knew what was going on any better.

"He is," Sirius confirmed. "Ron and Hermione," he added in a lower voice, and James nodded. There were too many new people, and he wasn't remembering any of them except Teddy. But Teddy was a baby and hardly counted.

"Oh, well if everything's in order, why don't we get a bite to eat? You do look a bit peckish dear," she said, looking over James like she thought he could stand to gain a pound or ten.

Rude, he thought uncharitably. This was the perfect size for holding Sirius and fitting both of them on any given horizontal surface. If he gained weight without warning, who knew what would happen to impromptu cuddle sessions? He shuddered internally as they followed Mrs. Weasley to the kitchen; it didn't bear to think about.

There was a long dining table taking up the entire room, which was abnormally large to accommodate the ludicrously long table. The table was laden with food, and most of the seats were already filled. Half were Weasley's, but the other half looked to be friends of both the children and the family. The young, dark skinned woman talking to Harry was surely Hermione, and it appeared that she, Harry, and half the Weasley children were having a discussion about Quidditch.

Remus took the empty seat at the end, strapping Teddy into the highchair next to him before he plated up some food for both of them. The seats next to him were open, and Sirius and James took them. It was like a small version of meals at Hogwarts. It was strange to be around people that looked the same age as him, but he was born a decade or two before. Hell, he and Harry were only a few years apart, physically speaking.

James poked dubiously at the food on his plate. It's not that it looked bad-- quite the contrary, it looked delicious-- but he couldn't help his trepidation. Normally he would have wolfed it down, but Sirius was only nibbling. The two of them had similar tastebuds, and it stood to reason that if Sirius didn't like it, then James wouldn't either.

"Mister Potter?"

Sirius had to nudge his leg before he realised they were talking to him. "Hm?" he said, looking up from the questionably good food.

"What do you think?"

"I wasn't paying attention," he admitted with a grin. "What's the question?"

"Is the seeker the single most important player in Quidditch?"

James rolled his eyes. "It's called a team sport for a reason. There's no such thing as 'single most important player'. One person buggers up, you all suffer."

"Language," Mrs. Weasley said, and it didn't seem like she was joking.

James glanced at Sirius in a 'are you kidding' way, and he made a face that said 'no, she is completely serious'. "We've all fought in a war-- or two," he added with a nod at Remus who was busy making a face at Teddy in an attempt to get him to eat what was currently on the fork in front of his mouth, "and we've probably all killed people. Are you really gonna get upset about a stray curse?"

"I just don't think it's nice to say in polite company," she said, a touch primly, and James had to stop himself from saying 'what the fuck' aloud.

"Riiiight," is what he said instead. "Anyways, Quidditch is a team sport, and trying to break it into pieces like that doesn't even make sense to the sport."

"You were Quidditch Captain in your day weren't you?" Hermione asked, and James nodded. "I don't think Harry mentioned, but he was in our year. When we were still going, that is."

"Nice." James held up his hand for a high five, and Harry paused for only a second before slapping it.

"I'd meant to pursue it as a career, but then the war happened and then I died, so." He shrugged.

"Do you really think it best to bring that up?" Mrs. Weasley asked.

"Bring what up?" James asked. Honestly, every time she said something he was plunged into a state of confusion that never resolved, only dissipated over time while something else distracted him.

"Your... absence," she said delicately.

"It's kinda hard to miss. Or do I actually look the forty years I'm supposed to be? Me and Sirius used to look good together, now I just come across as a cheap sugar baby."

Sirius snorted, and Remus sighed in a way that meant he was amused but he wasn't going to admit it. "Be glad for your youth, sweetheart. You could probably play professionally now," he mused. "Once they get rid of your death certificate or whatever rot they're planning on doing to declare you alive again, you'd be able to audition."

"I haven't so much as looked at a broom since I got back, I might not even be good anymore." Sirius rolled his eyes at that because come on, and James amended, "I'm sure a lot has changed in the past twenty years for the League. I can't show up with no knowledge and no recent practice." He frowned as something occurred to him. "What're you planning on doing? Cause pros travel, and I'm not sure I want to try and live without you for weeks at a time."

"I could travel with you, it's not like I've got anything else going on for me. Besides, then I'll be the trophy spouse and people won't have as much cause to complain."

"Sirius," Mrs. Weasley's voice cut in, and James was really about to get annoyed with this.

"What," James said, a touch shortly as he turned from their conversation.

"You shouldn't joke about such things," she said, eyes darting to the children, but fuck if James or Sirius knew what she was trying to convey.

"I wasn't joking?" Sirius said, utterly confused.

She heaved a put upon sigh, and Remus cut in just as she was opening her mouth. He very carefully wasn't looking at anyone but Teddy as he talked in a mild tone, "Molly I suggest you think about whatever it is you want to say, taking into consideration how much you may or may not know about the two of them."

"Oh!" She looked away as a light blush covered her cheeks, and James's brow scrunched. What in Merlin's name was going on? She cleared her throat. "Well, erm. I think I should check on the biscuits!" she said before bustling out of the room.

"Do you know what's going on?" James asked, turning to face Sirius again.

"Not really."

"She didn't know the two of you were together," Remus supplied.

"How is that possible?" James asked.

"Well James, the last time you were alive was twenty years ago, and since then everyone decided that you and Lily were married-"

"What? How is that possible? We barely even talked!"

Remus shrugged. "You all got married on the same day. I guess pictures got mixed around, and there was no one left to say which wedding picture had the correct partners."

James shifted his glare to Sirius, hitting him upside the head with a flourish that dealt very little pain. "Why didn't you tell her? I thought you'd been seeing her on and off for three years?"

Sirius ran his fingers through his hair to get it back in order. "Well it's not like we got on, is it?"

"What? What do you mean you didn't get on? You're wonderful, everyone likes you."

"Most people disagree with you," Sirius pointed out, and he was wholly unprepared for the shock that gave James.

"Excuse me? You are the best thing to grace the face of this planet, and people don't recognise that?"

"James-" Sirius started to say, and James could spot the telltale splotches of pink on his cheeks that would turn into a full body blush if he didn't calm back down.

"You stay here, I need to plan." He bopped Sirius on top of the head and left for the sitting room before anyone could even think to stop him. He pulled out a wand-- not his wand because that was long since gone and he hadn't had a chance to replace it yet-- and started a list in front of him. He only had four bullets before Harry came into the room and sat beside him.

"Maybe badges?" Harry suggested, pointing at point two which said: Public but low key support sign??? James nodded thoughtfully, adding a dash and the word badges next to it.

James glanced at Harry. He didn't seem upset which, now that James thought about it, was a relief. "You're not upset?"

Harry shrugged. "Would've done a few years ago. Now I'm just glad you have each other. Professor McGonagall always said Sirius wasn't the same since you died. I thought she meant Azkaban at the time but."

James nodded, adding another bullet to the list.

"I won't have to see you kiss, will I?"

"Do you want me to lie?"

"Yes."

"Then no, you won't ever see a thing. We're practically strangers in public, and in private we stick to hand holding and nothing more."

Remus, who wandered in with Teddy a few moments ago, snorted. "That's possibly the biggest lie you've ever told, since the current winner of: 'of course I don't love him Moony we're just friends'."

"I was in denial, you berk."

Harry laughed when Remus flipped him a v and James returned it, sticking out his tongue. Remus settled into the sofa next to Harry and nodded at the list. "What about that charity he donated to?"

James snapped his fingers and added it to the list. "You're a genius Moons." He added a few more bullets before going to the top and titling it SBDS.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Harry asked, tilting his head like the angle would reveal the secret to him.

"Sirius Black Defense Squad. I considered 'Sirius Black Lovers' but that sounded a little off."

"I'll say," Harry said. "You're the only 'lover' in here, and I don't want to be that closely related to you."

"Oh bugger off," James said fondly.

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sprnklersplashes · 6 years ago

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not beyond repair (3/?)

AO3

Veronica pulls her knees closer to her, her diary resting on her pyjama-clad legs with her back against the bed board, 11:15 flashing on the alarm clock beside her bed. She doodles some hearts in the corner and margins of the page and doesn’t even pretend like she doesn’t know why she’s doing that.

Dear diary,

Weird day at JD’s place. I mean, it started off good. Actually, it started off great. We talked and we laughed and it was awesome. And he’s funny. Really funny, like he’s not even trying to be. He keeps telling me that he thinks I’m smart, which feels great, but he’s smarter. He reads so many books, ones I’d never even think about. He reads stuff that’s on the high school reading lists for fun. He’s kind of creative when it comes to this project stuff. And he likes talking about volcanoes. Maybe a little too enthusiastic about them but that’s nothing.

He makes his own dinner, which is-well it’s not normal. No one makes their own dinner. I can’t even work the oven, Betty wouldn’t know where to start and Martha wouldn’t even think of it. But he says he cooks for himself a lot. And pay rent and do laundry. I don’t know how weird that is.

I can’t believe I didn’t work it out about his mom. I just wanted to kick myself when he said it. I wonder how she died. I’m obviously not going to ask just…. I don’t know, I guess it would be interesting (I guess) to know. He looked really upset when I brought her up. He looks like her.

And then there’s his dad. His dad is… weird. I know that it’s rude to say that about someone else’s dad but he is. And in fairness, JD seems to think his dad’s weird too. I thought he was overreacting but his dad is seriously weird. First things first, he calls JD ‘Dad’. He also drinks, and even offered me one. It had to be a joke, right? There’s no way an adult would offer a kid a beer. And he makes JD cook for him. Okay, maybe he doesn’t make him. Maybe JD just does it to be a good kid.

I think JD was scared of me meeting him. Not going to lie, I wasn’t exactly flattered when he started dragging me down the hallway.

Her pen pauses hovering over the paper as she relives the experience, the haste with which he pulled her down the hall, the redness in his cheeks as they said their goodbyes at the door, the way he avoided meeting her eyes. Did he avoid meeting her eyes or was that just her imagination? She had assumed by the look on his face that he was embarrassed by his father, but what if he wasn’t the one JD had been embarrassed by.

What if he didn’t want his dad to meet me? She writes slowly, the possibility creeping into and taking over her mind. What if he’s embarrassed by me? Or was he worried I was going to judge him after it? Or if I wouldn’t want to hang out with him?

She tells herself not to be so stupid. That JD wouldn’t keep hanging out with her and wouldn’t have taken her to his house if he was embarrassed by her. But then why would he want her to leave whenever his dad came in? Did he notice that she had left her jacket there? What did he do with it?

She slams her diary shut and throws it onto the bed like it’s a basketball, pushing her hair out of her face.

“You’re being dumb,” she tells herself under her breath. She tries to distract herself, picking up her bag and looking through it. She takes out her math books and begins to go through fractions. She definitely gets a few of them wrong but it’s a good way to numb her brain.

“Veronica?” Her bedroom door opens and her mom comes in, balancing a plate of crackers in one hand and holding a glass of juice in the other. Veronica looks down and sees her nudging the door open with her foot. “I brought you a snack.”

“Thanks, Mom,” she says as she sets it on her bedside table. Veronica moves over her alarm clock to make room, but otherwise the table is bare. No matter how many times she’s begged for a phone in her room. She’s even picked out the one she wants, the one that would look best in her room. Her parents keep asking what exactly she’d do with a phone in her room and shake their heads with small laughs when she says ��talk to people’. They always reply ‘Martha doesn’t live that far away’. What they don’t seem to know is that she doesn’t always feel like running down to Martha’s house. Especially if she wants to talk about something she wouldn’t want her parents to overhear. Something that includes the letters J and D.

“So how was your friends’ house?” her mom asks, sitting on the edge of her bed.

“Fine,” she says, taking a bite out of a cracker. Just the ones Veronica likes. “He’s new here.”

“Well it’s nice that you’re making him feel welcome,” she says. “Are you ever going to have him over too, like you do with Martha.”

“I don’t know,” she says, shrugging and hoping her mom doesn’t notice her blushing. Do girls usually invite their crushes over to have dinner with their parents? She’d ask Martha but Ram has barely looked at her since kindergarten. She looks over at the plate on her table. It’s not that much, probably took her mom two minutes to spread cheese on a few crackers and put them on the plate. “You know, I can get my own snacks.”

“I don’t mind, sweetheart,” her mom replies, placing her hand on her knee.

“You know, JD makes his own dinner,” she tells her. Her mom frowns and moves closer to her.

“He does?”

“Yeah. His dad works late so he makes it himself. He made dinner for us tonight,” she goes on. Her mom looks away from her, her eyebrows furrowed. “Mom?” Something in Veronica’s gut sits uneasily with her. It takes a while to realise where she recognises this feeling from; JD’s house when she brought up his mom. The ‘why did you say that’ feeling when you know keeping your mouth shut may have been better.

“Well, JD can do that if he has to,” her mom says, taking her hand. The action takes her by surprise. “But you have parents who can make snacks for you. And make dinner for you.” She runs her thumb along the back of her hand, her head nodding gently, her lips moving very slightly. “Don’t stay up too late, sweetie.” She kisses her on the forehead before leaving.

Once her mom closes the door, Veronica throws her books off the bed and picks her diary back up. She leaves another page blank after her entry five minutes ago, just in case she needs to write anything else about JD and his dad and starts on the next page.

Dear diary,

Sometimes I wonder if my mom knows how old I am. It’s not that I don’t mind her bringing me snacks, I just think I should be able to get my own snacks. Hell, if JD can cook for himself, so can I, right?

I kind of hope she stops calling me sweetie too. It’s not that I don’t like it, but I’m nearly 13. Isn’t that the age your parents stop calling you sweetie? Heather Duke is 13 in October and I’m pretty sure her parents don’t call her sweetie.

Okay so that’s a bad comparison. No one would call Heather Duke sweetie.

Out of nowhere, she remembers what JD said to her in his house. To hang onto her childhood. She wonders what he meant by that. Being a kid sucks, no one listens to her, she can’t go where she wants, she has to be home by eight, and she has homework every night. And can’t have a phone in her room. Why should she hang on to that?

And her mind is back on JD.

She tells herself that she really needs to either get over this crush or they need to start dating just so she can get him off her mind.

She’s almost scandalised by her own mind. She doesn’t even write it in her diary. She hasn’t even had a boyfriend before, or even considered one until now. The thought of it shouldn’t make her blush this hard but it does. She takes a bite out of another cracker and just feels glad her mom isn’t still around to watch her blush.

*****

JD adjusts his bag on his shoulder as he walks past the school gates, Veronica’s jacket making it heavier than usual. Almost no one is in yet aside from janitors and a few teachers, who barely glance at him as he passes by. His hair is matted down slightly from the light rain shower that morning, which seems to have cleared up now. He probably should have waited before leaving the house but his dad hadn’t gone into work yet and JD didn’t feel like nursing a hangover right then. He did do the nice thing and leave a prairie oyster sitting on the counter, though. God knows what it would taste like when his old man gets out of bed but hey, not his problem.

His homeroom is empty when he comes in, which suits him just fine. He drapes his jacket over the back of the chair and works on some homework he didn’t get done over the weekend. As he looks through his bag for his science book, his fingers brush past his geography notes and he tenses. Veronica still has the other half of the project.

She’s never going to want to talk to him again. Not after he threw her out of his house like that. His father had come home earlier than expected and well, he panicked. He never really got as far as friends meeting his dad, not since before his mom died. He was ready to commit himself to not having anyone and playing the lone wolf until college, and then she showed up and dashed his plans. She had talked to him and laughed with him and asked him about himself. She made him feeling wanted for the first time in two years.

And now that’s gone. So he guesses that’s what he gets for having expectations.

What’s she going to think of him now? The boy with the crazy dad? She’s smart and he knows she has good parents. She’ll have told them everything by now and they’ll probably tell her to stay as far away from him as she can, and even if they didn’t, she’s probably way too put off by his piece of crap dad to go near him again.

He slams his hand on the desk, needing a release. He rubs his forehead, trying to get his thoughts under control. He needs to go numb, he needs a slushie, but he’s stuck here instead. He can’t read right now, he’s got himself too worked up and angry to focus, his mind running rampant.

Ms Murphy walks in, blinking at him in surprise. It doesn’t take a genius to work out that he’s not exactly her favourite student. He doesn’t tend to be a teacher’s pet.

“You’re in early, Jason,” she points out, sitting at her desk. He only nods, which she probably doesn’t see from the front of the classroom. He puts on a façade of reading, but the words are meaningless now. “Jason… how are you finding Westerberg?”

“Fine,” he says flatly. It’s not the worst school he’s ever been in, that honour goes to LA and that piece of shit English teacher who could still hit kids. Or maybe he couldn’t, no one bothered to check.

“Making friends?” she continues.

“A few.” Ms Murphy rolls her lips into a thin line and nods. He briefly wonders what the teachers say about him in the teacher’s lounge. Probably something like ‘Jason Dean, the reason I deserve a pay raise’.

“And…” Good God if this lady asks him one more question about school he’s going to start screaming. “How are things at home?”

His head snaps up, his mouth opening and closing.

“Fine,” he says. That’s what he should say, right? That’s what he says when adults ask anything because it keeps them out of his business. And that’s the answer they want. Mutually beneficial. They get a false sense of security, he gets to keep living his life.

Except it’s not what he gets, because Ms Murphy comes down to his desk, wringing her hands awkwardly. She pauses, not sure what to do with herself, before she folds herself into the seat in front of him. He pulls his book closer to him, pressing his back into the back of his seat like he can disappear into it.

“Jason,” she begins delicately. “You know, if there is anything going on at home that’s worrying you, there are plenty of people available in school. I am here…” A snort escapes him before he can stop himself. He should be mortified and probably should also apologise, but the idea of having a heart to heart with Ms Murphy is too funny for him not to react. She raises an eyebrow at him, but composes herself, clasping her hands together and he wonders briefly how much she’d like to beat him. “Or we do have a school counsellor if you need to talk to someone.”

“Good to know,” he mumbles in response, looking away from her. She doesn’t leave, either not taking the hint or not knowing what to do, so he decides to help her along by lifting up his book and making a show of reading it.

“Montgomery? Anne of Green Gables?” she reads. “That’s a lovely book, Jason.”

“I’ve read it before,” he tells her, not lifting his eyes from the page. “It’s better the second time around.”

“You have a nice taste in books,” she remarks. “Anything else you like reading?” He hesitates before answering, but frankly, no one has ever asked him about what he likes reading before and he’s kept all his thoughts locked up and they’re begging to be let out.

“A lot,” he confesses. “Old Victorian stuff. Classic myths. I like all those old monster books. And plays. I started reading MacBeth last week.”

“Macbeth?” she echoes. “You have an advanced taste in books, Jason.”

He smirks. Of course he does. He lives a pretty adult life, why shouldn’t he read more grown up books?

Students begin filtering in after a few minutes. Betty Finn nods in his general direction before sitting at her desk with her gaggle of friends. The Heathers almost float in. They sit at their desks like they’re in their own bedrooms, not once breaking their conversation. Kurt and Ram bounce in, punching one another and laughing too loud for anyone’s liking.

Veronica comes in at around 7:45 and he sits up immediately. She snakes her way past people, mumbling apologies when someone has to move a chair for her. She meets his eyes just before she reaches his desk and manages an awkward smile.

“Hi,” she greets.

“Hey,” he replies, hurrying to stand up from his chair. She adjusts the rainbow coloured scarf around her neck with a chuckle. “Um, how was your weekend?”

“Fine,” she says, tucking her hair behind her ear. “I mean I didn’t do much, I just… you know.”

“Yeah.”

“Uh, I left my jacket at your place on Friday,” she says.

“Yeah, I have it here.” He gets down on his knee and pulls it out of the bag, taking longer than he would have liked with it getting stuck behind books. He feels her shift nervously behind her and the eyes of the class on them and he yanks it out and hands it to her.

“Thanks,” she says, folding it over her arm. “I uh, yeah… I really like this jacket.”

“Cool,” he says, pressing his hands into the pockets of his jeans, looking at the floor. He waits for her to walk away from him and over to her normal friends who have normal parents, but instead she stays with him, toying with the fabric of her jacket.

“So uh… I know it’s short notice but if you’re not doing anything after school, do you want to work on the project? We can go to the library.”

“Really?” he asks, smiling. She smiles back and he feels his hands get sweaty. He wipes them quickly on his jeans. He mentally tells himself to calm down, that no one gets this excited about working on a project after school. “I mean, yeah I’m not busy. That sounds… that would be cool.”

“Cool,” she says, biting her lip. She pauses before going to sit down, but she still smiles at him before she starts talking to Martha.

He exhales as he sits down. He shouldn’t be so happy at something so banal, but he is, because it means Veronica hasn’t gone running for the hills after meeting his dad. Maybe it means this school will be different, and he can have real friends who don’t care that his dad is a weirdo and that his house is straight out of a horror flick and that he cooks his own dinner. Or maybe that last part even impresses her. He can’t even remind himself that all of this is only temporary, because if it is, it’ll at least create some sweet memories down the road.

*****

The next week, JD walks home from school later than usual, having stayed behind again to work on the project. As ridiculous as it sounds, he’s secretly glad this project is happening, because it’s the only time he gets to spend alone with Veronica. He has lunch, but she sits with Martha and Betty at lunch and he’s not sure about them yet. Martha seems okay, hell, she’s the one who wanted to start talking to him that first day, but the vibe he gets from Betty isn’t exactly welcoming. Like she’d tolerate him there but frankly, she’d rather he sit somewhere else. He doesn’t think she necessarily dislikes him, just that she’s not sure there’s more room for him in their little posse, and he can admit he can be more than a little off-putting.

When he’s not sitting at the end of their or another table, he normally eats his lunch under the bleachers, if he remembered to make one. If not, he just sits and reads his book because there’s no way he’ll eat the cafeteria food. There has to be eat least six different types of food poisoning in those.

He trots up the porch steps and enters the house with a liquorice from the small candy store en route to his house dangling from his mouth. Sometimes he likes to pretend it’s a cigarette, just for a little giggle. He copies the expert way his dad can blow smoke rings and talk with one in his mouth.

“I’m home!” he calls out. He had thought his dad would be asleep now, but the light’s on in the kitchen. “I’m going upstairs.”

“Jason?” an unfamiliar voice asks from the kitchen just as he starts claiming the stairs. “Is that him?” His skin prickles at it. It’s a woman, much older than him. Why the heck would his dad have a woman round? It doesn’t take him long to come to the most obvious conclusion and he starts shaking with rage. How dare he. His mom isn’t even gone three years and he’s just moving on.

He wonders what he should do. Run in there and confront him, screaming and crying? Tell his new woman about what happened to his mom and how it was all his ass of a father’s fault? He considers the option ‘run upstairs and shut himself in his room’, but then he comes across a better one that doesn’t involve him being in the house at all.

He sprints up to his room, hearing the kitchen door creaking open behind him, and dumps his backpack on the bed. He pulls out a five dollar bill from his sock drawer, earned after he had volunteered to mow some old man’s lawn on at Sunday morning. That’s probably the best part about the candy store he passes on his way back from school; old people love advertising jobs in the windows and don’t care about hiring kids.

He pauses at the top of the stairs and hears adults still talking inside the kitchen. He takes care going down the stairs, not yet knowing where the creaky ones are, keeping his eyes focussed on the door. All he needs to do is get out of there and then he can run as fast as he can to the 7/11. His head is buzzing now, too many things overlapping at once, past memories with present grief and anger. God he needs that slushie right now.

“Jason?” the woman asks. He stops dead in his tracks, near the bottom. He counts the stairs between himself and the door. Five. All he had to make was five steps. “Jason?” She comes closer to him. He sees out of the corner of his eye that she has dark hair and is wearing a pantsuit, but he doesn’t look any more than that. “Jason, my name’s Katherine. We’re not here to hurt you. Is it okay if we ask you a few questions?”

We?

He turns more, looking past her and into the kitchen. His dad is sitting at the table with another man in a suit. He doesn’t know a lot about adult dating, but he knows that it normally doesn’t involve taking someone with you to your new boyfriend’s house. He looks back at the woman, Katherine. She’s smiling at him, wearing pink lipstick, maintaining a distance from him. There’s warmth in her eyes and it makes him take a step back.

“Why?” he asks after a while.

“There’s just some things we want to know,” she explains. “About your dad.”

“Are you cops?” he asks flatly. He won’t lie; the idea of his dad being jailed makes him pretty happy. But he doesn’t know if he can trust cops. He had some experience with them after his mom died and they weren’t pleasant people.

“No, we’re not cops, Jason,” she answers. “But we would like to talk to you. We can talk in your room if that’s more comfortable for you?”

He looks over to the door and back to the kitchen. He won’t be able to make it to the door, he knows that. And he’s pretty sure he it’s not legal to run away from a cop. Or whatever she is.

“Okay,” he says. “We can talk in my room.”

*****

In homeroom, Veronica and JD look over their presentation notes one last time. She’s organised what they’ll talk about into flashcards and they have carefully drawn out diagrams and visual clues. They’ve stayed behind in the library every day working on it and this is finally the day they do this presentation. Still, even with all the work they’ve put into it, Veronica feels her hands getting sweaty just thinking about it. As nervous as she is, JD must be more so. His hair is messy and he makes his worse by running his hand through it every five minutes, and his nails are nearly chewed down to the skin. She didn’t see him as the type to get nervous. But right now, he’s covering his mouth with his hand, barely responding to her questions.

“JD?” she asks. “JD!”

“Woah, yeah, yeah,” he says, snapping out of whatever he was thinking about. “Sorry, I um…”

“Nervous?” she asks.

“Yeah,” he answers.

“Me too.” He looks up at her, seeming to forget about himself for a second. He hesitates for a moment and takes her hand. She jumps at the contact, but she’s glad when he doesn’t let go.

“Don’t be,” he tells her. “I’ll be up there with you, remember?” She nods, feeling her nerves start to slip away at his touch. She swings their arms playfully.

“I’ll be with you, too,” she reminds him. “I guess we just… keep looking at each other.” He nods with a smile, squeezing her hand gently.

“Hey, you two, get a room!” Heather Chandler calls from her seat. Duke makes kissing faces behind her and MacNamara draws hearts in the air.

“Hey, Jason’s getting some!” Ram calls.

“Hey, tell us what her bra size is!” Kurt adds, cackling. Veronica flinches and drops JD’s hand to pull her jacket tighter around her. The comfort on JD’s face melts away, replaced by something she can only describe as rage. He begins storming towards them and she doesn’t stop him. Ram and Kurt keep up the confident appearance, but once he comes over to them, they seem to remember what went down with them in the cafeteria on his first day. “Hey, look, we were just kidding.”

“I’d like to hope so,” he says. “Now, apologise to Veronica.”

“We’re-we’re sorry,” Ram mumbles.

“Veronica’s over there,” he tells them. He points over to where she is and she feels her cheeks flush red. Part of her loves this, him standing up for her, but she also wishes he’d stop so that everyone else would stop looking at her.

“JD,” she calls. “It’s okay.” JD turns to look at her, silently asking if she’s sure about this. “It’s fine.” He clenches his fists and turns back to them.

“Don’t talk about her like that again,” he whispers menacingly. Despite her embarrassment, she feels a rush of excitement as he comes back over to her. People start speaking in their little groups again and Kurt and Ram look at each other with wide eyes. She can’t hear exactly what they’re saying, but she does hear the high pitched voices. She knows she shouldn’t feel this way, and part of her does feel bad about it, but she can’t lie to herself; she really likes the idea of not having to deal with Kurt and Ram until they mature more.

“Thanks for protecting me,” she tells him. Her hand finds his again and no one reacts. She feels like he’s carrying her away from all of that nonsense of middle school; away from stupid jocks and shallow mean girls.

“Any time,” he replies, running his thumb along the back of her hand. She looks down at the table, with their notes till open on it. Unfortunately, the one thing he apparently can’t protect her from is actual schoolwork. There’s something about his face, the faraway look in his eyes, the turned down corners of his mouth, all of it tears at Veronica’s young heart.

“Are you okay?” she asks, swinging their joined hands gently back and forth. The movement makes him smile, at least.

“Yeah,” he lies. She steps closer to him, shaking her head softly. He bows his head and bits his lip. “It’s nothing.” He looks around nervously at the rest of the class and pulled her even closer, his voice dropping to a low whisper. “Some people came round to my house yesterday. They were asking me stuff about my dad.”

“About your dad?” she asks. He nods and she frowns, her mouth opening and closing. “Wow… do you know why?”

“No,” he admits. “They’re not cops, but I’m not sure what they’re doing.” His brown eyes are wide and he holds her hand tighter as his shoulders hunch. She wants to tell him everything will be okay, or give him an answer, but she can’t even think of one. She nods and rubs her thumb along the back of his hand. She remembers the brief interaction she had with his dad and how uncomfortable it was. No offence to him, but he really didn’t seem like a nice guy. But a criminal?

“It’ll be okay,” she says after a while, her tone soft. She knows he isn’t convinced but he smiles at her. He doesn’t let go of her hand until Mrs Murphy tells them to go to their seats.

*****

That Friday, Veronica lounges on the sofa, flicking through TV channels, looking for a good movie, her shoes kicked off.

“Ronnie, help me set the table for dinner?” her mom asks from the kitchen, and she does so. When there’s a knock at the door, she stops, but she hears it open and assumes her dad got it.

“Veronica?” he calls from the hallway. “It’s your friend from school…. JD.”

“JD?” she mutters to herself. Her mom excuses her from the table and she goes to the door. JD stands in the frame, his hands in his pockets, glancing nervously at her dad. He looks so much smaller than normal, the doorframe seeming to dwarf him. It’s not that she’s not happy to see him, quite the opposite, the butterflies in her stomach start going crazy, but it’s unusual to say the least. She wasn’t even sure he knew where she lived.

“Hi,” she greets.

“Hey,” he replies, chewing his lip nervously. “Look I hope I’m not interrupting anything but… Do you want to go for a walk?”

“Um, can I, Dad?” she asks. Her dad sighs, but he’s smiling.

“We’ll keep your dinner for you. Take your jacket with you and don’t stay out past 7.”

“Thanks!” She turns back to JD, who is still hunched over, looking uncomfortable. “Come on in, I just need to grab my jacket.”

“And shoes,” he tells her, looking down at her sock-clad feet. She follows his gaze and giggles.

“Yeah shoes would be good too.”

JD follows her into the house, scurrying uncharacteristically behind her like a shadow, especially when they go into the kitchen and her parents are there.

“This is JD,” she introduces when her mom looks at him. “He’s a friend from school. We’re just going out.”

“Sure,” her mom says, nodding, her smile a bit too wide. “How are you, JD?”

“Fine,” he replies in a tight voice.

“You know, you’re welcome to stay for dinner if you want,” her mom says. “As usual I’ve made far too much so there’s plenty to go around.” Veronica looks over at JD as she’s lacing up her boots. The idea of him sitting at her table with her makes her cheeks go pink.

“Thanks for the offer but um, I already ate before I left,” he says. “But thanks, Mrs Sawyer.” Her mom nods, but she keeps her eyes on him while he waits for Veronica. She whispers something to her dad, something Veronica and she assumes JD can’t hear, but it makes his shoulders tense.

“Okay, I’m ready,” Veronica says, pulling on her denim jacket. “Let’s go. See you guys later.”

“Home before 7!” her dad reminds her. “And don’t go too far!” She shakes her head and looks apologetically at JD.

“God they’re so over protective,” she sighs as she opens the front door. “Like I need reminded to be home by 7.” She kicks the ground with the toe of her boot. “I’m not a kid.”

“I think it’s nice,” he says, shrugging. He drags his feet slightly as he walks, his hand slipping out f his pocket and brushing against hers. She takes a deep breath and decides to hold his hand. He smiles despite the sadness in his eyes.

“Where are we going?” she asks.

“I don’t know…” he says quietly. “The park?”

“Sure.”

The walk to the park is filled with soft, easy conversation, mostly about nonsense and things that don’t really matter, but it fills the time and distracts Veronica from how tight JD’s shoulders are, how his eyes never quiet meet hers.

The park is pretty empty when they get there, save a mom and toddler on the baby swing and a few 8 year olds on the climbing frame. They wander over to the roundabout and she jumps on while he stands beside it, moving it gently from side to side, taking slow, deep breaths.

“Veronica, I…” he begins. “I need to tell you something.”

“What is it?” she asks. She grabs the cold metal bar to stop her hands from shaking. “Is it about the thing with your dad?”

“Sort of,” he admits. His voice sounds thick, like he’s trying so hard not to cry. “Veronica… I’m leaving.”

She feels like someone punched her in the stomach and knocked all the wind out of her. She hadn’t even had time to imagine the worst scenario, yet this felt like it was it.

“Your dad?” she asks softly. “He’s moving you away again.”

“Not my dad this time,” he sniffles. He wipes his hand quickly across his face and she’s not sure if he was crying or not. “I don’t know a lot… Those people who were in my house said I can’t live with my dad any more. That my dad has to go to court and I’m supposed to go stay with some lady I’ve never met!” His voice gets faster, higher, more frantic. His hand comes over hers on the bar and he squeezes so tightly it hurts, but she doesn’t care. “I’ve packed all my stuff and I’m meant to be gone tomorrow morning. I ran out while they weren’t watching.” He looks up at her, his eyes glistening with unshed tears. “I just really wanted to see you before I left.”

She doesn’t know what to say. She wants to tell him that he can’t leave, not in the middle of the semester, but clearly he can. She wants to beg him to stay or ask him to run away with her. Maybe she could hide him in her room, but they’d find him eventually. Or her mom would come up to get her laundry and find him hiding in her closet.

“Being a kid sucks,” she sighs. “Adults just take you wherever they want. You don’t get a say in it.”

“I know,” he says bitterly. He climbs up onto the roundabout with her, their legs brushing against each other, and puts a hand on her cheek, his thumb tracing her cheekbone. “I guess, before I left, I just wanted to say thanks. For being my friend.”

“Of course,” she replies. Not being able to find the words, she pulls him into a tight hug, tears wetting the back of his jacket. “Thanks for being mine.” His arms tighten around her and she feels him shaking. She rubs her cheek on his shoulder.

“Imagine if we ran away,” he whispers.

“Where would we go?” she asks playfully. He shrugs against her, beginning to rock her back and forth.

“Seattle?” he suggests softly. “I hear it’s really cool.”

“We could break into an apartment,” she says back. “Make it our own.”

“I could cook,” he adds. Veronica isn’t sure how she’d feel about living off pasta for the rest of her life, but she plays along for now.

They pull apart from the hug, their faces both sticky with tears.

“I’m really going to miss you,” he tells her. She nods, clutching his right hand with both of hers and his left grabs her waist. “You’re the first friend I’ve had in… forever.” His hand lets go of her waist and cups her cheek.

She isn’t sure who moves in first, but suddenly his lips are on hers. Martha still talks about her first kiss with Ram on the kickball field and Veronica wonders briefly if she’ll still remember her first kiss in six, seven years. Her first kiss being JD.

She’s thought about what it would feel like, watched it on TV, seen her mom and dad give each other quick kisses. JD’s soft and gentle with her and it feels good but also sadder than she thought her first kiss would be. Her heart is racing, her toes curling as the butterflies start settling, leaving only warmth inside her.

He pulls away almost as soon as he started. Somehow, her hands ended up on his shoulders. His face is red.

“Um, I,” he stammers. “I’ve sort of wanted to do that for a while.”

“Me too,” she confesses. They smile and she briefly forgets about everything else, why they were in the park in the first place.

“Jason?” a woman calls, the anger in her voice poorly disguised under the concern. Veronica looks over his shoulder and sees a dark-haired woman in a suit entering the park and running towards them. “Jason, oh God. Please, please don’t run off like that.”

“I just wanted to say goodbye to my friend!” he spits. She looks at Veronica as if she’s just seeing her for the first time and her face softens.

“Jason, if you wanted to do that, you could have asked. We would have let you see her before we leave.”

Veronica wants to ask the woman exactly why she’s taking JD and when he’s allowed to come back and why exactly they can’t stay here, but the words die on her tongue when she sees her steely eyes. Instead she holds him tighter like she can keep him here just by willing it so. JD doesn’t meet the woman’s eyes, but Veronica can tell by the scowl that he doesn’t believe her.

“I guess I should be going now,” he says bitterly. He jumps down from the roundabout and gives her a hand down too. The woman sighs, her face going soft at the sight of them.

“Why don’t we give your little friend here a ride home?” she asks. “We’ve been all over looking for you, we can manage one more trip.”

The woman’s silver car pulls up outside of Veronica’s house way too soon. The car is far cleaner than Veronica expected it to be; her own parent’s car is littered with magazines and empty soda cans and shopping bags.

She looks back at JD. Their hands are still joined and sit in his lap.

“I guess this is goodbye,” he says.

“No,” she replies. “Not forever, right?”

“Right,” he says with a weak smile. “Just… See you later?”

“Yeah. See you later.” She pulls him into another tight hug. She hopes she still remembers how he hugs her in six years. “We should have run to Seattle,” she whispers, so the woman in the front can’t hear it. He laughs against her.

“We really should have,” he agrees. In the rear mirror, the woman looks at them and she knows what it means.

“See you later, JD,” she says again, her voice breaking. Her eyes burn with tears.

“Until we meet again,” he agrees, smirking slightly. “Veronica Veronica Sawyer.” She laughs before climbing out of the car, her hand and arm shaking as holds the door. If she doesn’t close the door he doesn’t leave. “I’ll write to you. As soon as I can, I’ll write.”

“Promise?”

“Promise.”

“We should get going,” the woman says gently. “You can see your friend again soon, Jason.” JD looks from the woman to Veronica one last time, looking at her so intensely it’s like he’s trying to remember her. She closes the car door slowly and steps back. She keeps looking at him through the window as the car starts up and begins to pull away from the sidewalk.

“Goodbye, JD,” she whispers as the car disappears down the road.

When she goes into homeroom on Monday, his desk is empty.

*****

A month later, a letter arrives for Veronica on a Saturday morning, her name typed onto the envelope. They’ve even called her ‘Miss Veronica Sawyer’. Her dad jokes it’s her Harvard acceptance letter and she laughs along with him, until she opens it.

Inside, the letter is written in blue pen in handwriting she knows from a school project. Knowing she can’t read this in front of her parents, she excuses herself from the breakfast table and heads upstairs.

‘Dear Veronica,

I��m sorry it took so long to write, but this is the first time I’ve had a minute. You wouldn’t believe the month I’ve had.

First part, I had to go to court. Well, I didn’t, my dad did. But I had to go to the courthouse and talk about him. I got asked a lot of questions about him. And my mom. I hated it. But I told them everything and I guess I said the right thing. Or the wrong things. Basically, it ended up with my dad going to jail. I wasn’t there when they decided it, but that woman-you know the one you met?-she came and told me. Her name’s Anna. Basically, she said my dad can’t look after me. So I got put into another home. The kind with a capital H. It’s this old couple, and I don’t have to call them Mom and Dad, just Kerri and George, which is fine, and six other kids.

It’s Hell, Ronnie. The kids are all torture. Two of them are these little six year olds who keep screaming all the time and asking me if I want to play house with them, then there’s two who are like nine or ten and they keep trying to hang out with me and one who’s my age but she’s pretty boring. I mean, she’s okay in that she’s not a jerk but we don’t talk a lot. The one who’s sixteen and doesn’t want us to even look at her.

I’ve asked Anna how she knew about my dad. She said someone from school called them and said they worried about me. Though I don’t know how they knew about my dad, but that’s another mystery. Maybe you can work that one out for me.

I wish you were here. My new school’s weird. It has Heathers, but they’re called Alice, Jade and Rebecca. Alice even wears red all the time. Like Heather Chandler up and moved all the way across the state to torture me. And there are these two boys who are so obnoxious they make me miss Kurt and Ram.

I miss you more than anyone. I eat lunch in the library most of the time. I’d rather be at Westerberg eating with you. There’s no one like you at this whole school, Veronica. No one as funny as you or as nice as you. I think if you were here, I wouldn’t be losing my mind over here.

I keep asking when I get to go back to Sherwood and they keep telling me they’re not sure yet. Apparently I need to stay with Kerri and George a bit longer. I ask Anna every time I see her and she tells me the same thing too. That I should try to make friends at my new school. No thanks.

Don’t worry, I’ll think of something and get out of here. Then you and me can run up to Seattle and pretend none of this ever happened.

JD.

She writes back to him that night, filling him in on every detail she can think of about what he’s missed the past month, from the tiniest, most insignificant details like the new milk cartons in the cafeteria, to the latest classroom drama involving a clash between Heather Duke and Heather Chandler that nearly splintered their little friendship group, to her own life, her grade on her math test and a book she started reading and her and Martha’s sleepover at her place last weekend. She tells him how much she misses him, how homeroom and lunch aren’t the same without him. She tells him that she misses him smiling at her across the room and his jokes and him holding her hand, but she scribbles it out quickly. She crumples the whole page up and writes it out again, hating how awkward and formal she sounds on paper. She ends the letter saying she hopes that he’s happy.

She posts it the next day, and waits every day for a reply, sorting through the mail before her dad can get anywhere near it. Every day she wakes up thinking that this is the day she gets a letter back from him, some days the feeling is stronger than others, and every day there’s nothing for her. It takes her two months before she stops getting up early to check the mail.

#heathers ff #heathers the musical #jdonica #jdonica ff #fic: not beyond repair #veronica sawyer #jason dean #me? updating in less than a month? more likely than you'd think

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Kwon Ji Yong

G-Dragon/Kwon Jiyong Scenario

Genre : Angst, friends with benefit

Request : Can request a Kwon Jiyong scenario in which you’re in a ‘friends with benefits’ relationship with him, but you develop actual feelings for him while he feels the same but keeps pushing you away. And about the ending, surprise me if it’s going to be happy or not 🤔😂💕

You had known the famous G-Dragon for quite a long time. You had seen him on TV, YouTube, through his music, fashion, basically everywhere. The guy who was not that far in age with you but for sure was way more success that you could ever be. You could call yourself someone who fancy him, not as much as a fan, but you enjoyed his stuff a lot.

But getting to know Kwon Jiyong was a whole different story. It was miracle, you believed. Your friend, who was a composer, was having this dinner to celebrate his birthday, and that was when you were introduced to Kwon Jiyong. The guy was surprisingly calm and kinda shy, not as what you were used to see on the screen of your phone or laptop. The two of you got along quite fast after that dinner, exchanging your numbers, and even him inviting you to grab some food with him sometimes. Not that it was a date or anything, since he got his other friends too, but hey, it was nice.

Three months being friends with him, you two became quite close. He even sometimes paid you a visit just to find inspiration, as what he explained, or simply just to hangout when he was bored. When the medias caught up to him visiting you, the entertainment made some kind of “statement” that you were just an acquaintance that was helping him with his album. Well, at least that wasn’t completely a lie. It was then when suddenly the silly idea popped out from his mind. Being an idol, his love life was not really the best. He couldn’t just date someone without the media attacking him or the other person. Hell, he could not even hangout without the media noticing. So, you weren’t completely surprised he wanted something like this.

It was one cold night, when he just got back from his solo concert in Japan, that he decided to visit you to bring you a gift. You kinda asked him for a Japanese whisky, and you were completely joking, but Kwon Jiyong was just THAT kinda guy. The two of you were watching The Walking Dead, while having some leftover pizzas and of course, whisky, when he suddenly asked the crazy question.

“Hey, wanna hookup?”

That night, you couldn’t even recall too much, all you remembered was his groans and how you screamed his name like it was the last thing you could do. You knew very well that this was a very dangerous game to play, oh you knew, but the sweet taste of Jiyong was too heavenly for you to resist. You were in big trouble. It was okay, this is just a one-time thing, right?

You woke up with Jiyong’s hand on your waist, and his face snuggled on your neck, you could feel his breaths. When he felt you move, the first thing he said wasn’t a good morning.

“Can we do this again?”

All you did was nod.

And so Jiyong’s visit became more and more frequent. Well, of course, minus the schedules and all, but you know. It would always start with him doing his lyrics or him bringing food, and would end up at your bed, or sometimes when both of you were feeling wild, sofa, or the floor.

Jiyong didn’t play you, and you knew that, he had said before that he wanted to have fun with you and that he needed this to relieve his stress. He also made sure you were 100% okay with this kind of situation as well, but your heart betrayed you.

You began to see more and more of Jiyong instead of G-Dragon, which was not a bad thing. You noticed how beautiful his smile was, showing his gums and his eyelids closed, it was breathtaking. The silly gifts he got from his tours started to make your heart beat, the way it shouldn’t, and every night he crawled into your bed, you felt like you made love instead of just a hookup.

One night, all of the sudden Jiyong called you, saying that he couldn’t come, and that he never would anymore.

You asked why, but he just simply said that his schedule became more hectic and he would not have time anymore to visit you. Of course the silly you would just smile it away like it was nothing and even wished him good luck on his job. You lied though, you spent the night crying like a little baby.

You shouldn’t be upset right? After all, Jiyong himself made it clear that this was nothing, that you were still just friends, just with benefits. Now that the benefit’s gone, it shouldn’t affect your friendship, right? Well, it was true but it was also too late for you to think of something like that because you knew you had fallen for him. He still invited you when he celebrate something or just to hangout, it wasn’t like your friendship just went to hell or anything, it was just that now you wanted more than just a friendship.

But then you noticed something, Jiyong seemed to distance himself from you, although just a little bit, you could feel how “strange” he acted towards you. Did someone find out? you wondered. You tried your best to convince yourself that it was probably nothing, but once again, your heart failed you, after all, your heart was definitely on Jiyong’s side rather than yours.

***

It was the day before Christmas, when your heels decided to just break out of the blue and your friends were nowhere near your reach, you couldn’t even contact them, they were probably busy partying somewhere else while you were left with your broken heels. It was pretty cold, so you decided to just grab a taxi, then when you walked down the stairs at your work place, you fell down, thanks to your pure luck and also broken heels. You were now frustrated, as it was almost 11pm and there was only a few people left in your workplace. Oh how you regret the overtime.

You sighed and looked at your phone, the last one you hadn’t tried to call was Jiyong, but you immediately shooed the thought as he was probably busy, knowing him, but the night turned colder and your knees and feet were hurt, so you decided it was worth the shot and called him.

“Hello?” The voice you missed too much was heard.

“Ji!” You swallowed your saliva.

“Ah, hey, whatsup?”

“I... are you busy?”

“I’m at Youngbae’s house, we’re having a small dinner just with the boys, Top hyung is here too.”

“I-I see...” You sighed. You really did not want to interrupt them. “Sorry for interrupting then—“

“Where are you?”

“Huh?”

“You called, it must be important. So, where are you?”

“Jiyong, I don’t think—“

“Just answer me.”

You gulped. He sounded almost like he was pleading, and it wasn’t any good for your heart.

“I... I’m in my workplace...” You said but your voice was cracked and you were already crying before you realize.

“Okay.” Then he hung up.

You felt terrible. You felt extremely horrible. You must be such an unimportant thing that he just hung up like that after hearing you cry. You were angry, but mostly, just heartbroken. You didn’t care anymore, sitting on the stairs of your workplace, you kept crying without caring about your knees or even about going home.

A few minutes later, you heard the sound of a sport car rushing before stopping in front of you. You peeked up and then your heart stopped. You knew this car. You knew this white Lamborghini. You knew it very well.

Jiyong opened the window and called you. “Get in!”

“What are you doing?! You know well your car is very noticeable, right?”

“Doesn’t matter! Just—“ He stopped. “What happened to your knees???”

Without saying anymore words, he got off from his car, opened his front seat door, and scooped you in his hands like it was no business before putting you in the front seat.

The first few minutes of the ride was silent, complete dead silence as he didn’t have any music on his car whatsoever. Jiyong was the first to break the silence.

“What happened?”

“My heels broke and I fell from the stairs.”

“And?”

“And what?”

“You were crying...” He sighed.

“It was nothing.” You looked down.

“Oh come on! You can’t just lie like that.”

“You shouldn’t— you don’t need to know!” You raised your voice a bit without realizing.

Jiyong was taken aback and then decided to stay silent for the rest of the ride until both of you arrived at your apartment. He was about to open his door before you prevented him.

“No, I can walk. Let’s not forget how cameras are everywhere. You remember which car you got right now, right?”

“And? I’ll tell my manager to handle this shit just please you can’t walk yourself like that...”

You refused to be carried, so instead you just held his arms as a support. Your heart was beating like crazy. It had been around two months since you last touched him and being like this made your heart screaming like it was your first time. It was weird, but no matter how much you try to deny it, you missed this feeling.

You immediately sat down on your sofa when you arrived. You sighed in relieve as you felt the pain decreased a bit because you were no longer in your broken heels. You didn’t realize that Jiyong was already back from grabbing your first aid kit and ready to treat your wound.

You smiled a little. “It was just a small cut, you know?”

“You still need to clean it up.”

“It’s really not that serious! It was hard to walk because of the bump but the scar is barely hurting me, so don’t worry.”

“Then whatever, I’ll treat your wound first, then I’ll give you a feet massage.”

“W-Wait hold on.”

Without looking up he replied. “What.”

“Why are you being nice to me again?”

He didn’t reply instead he just focused on your wound. After he’s done, you were about to protest again but he already carried you to your bed.

“Jiyong,”

“Hmm.”

“Did I do something?” You cried silently.

He looked at you and wiped your tears but again, he remained silent. He then began to massage your feet gently.

“Tell me if it hurts, alright?”

Your tears didn’t stop flowing as you couldn’t control your emotions anymore. “J-Jiyong...”

“Did it hurt?”

You shook your head a few times. “Ji,” You decided it was the best for you to at least tell him how you feel, that way you wouldn’t feel anymore burden in your shoulder, maybe. “I love you. I really do...”

Much to your surprise the guy didn’t say anything in return and just continued massaging your feet. You then went quiet too, even though your heart was broken into pieces. You bit your lips as you tried to hold back your tears, but it didn’t seem to work too well.

After making sure you feel well, Jiyong stood up, and simply bid his goodbye, telling you to take care and stuff. You glanced at the view of his back, still with tears in your eyes, but you thanked him anyway, after all, he did help you.

You heard the doorknob twisted but it seemed like the door was never opened. Instead, you saw Jiyong turned back to you, his eyes were red and glistening. You were confused but not for long as he suddenly claimed your lips hungrily as if he would die if he couldn’t get the taste your lips.

“Shit.” The guy muttered to himself. “I really can’t do it, huh.”

“W-What are you talking about...”

He hugged you so tight that you felt his heartbeat. “I thought it was for the best since I know sooner or later the medias will get you too, and... and I’m not a great person...” He said with his face buried on your hair. “I love you too, and I’m so so sorry... I’m sorry for being selfish, but I’m not letting you go.”

It was then that you truly fully saw the Kwon Jiyong beneath G-Dragon, how he was not as strong and cool as how he wanted the world to see him, just a guy, just a human being, a human being that you loved too much.

yayy! i finally finished another scenario! *patting my own shoulders* 😂 i hope you enjoy this and please kindly give me your feedback <3 i’m still not that confident with my writing 😅

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what-ever-happened-to-chip · 3 years ago

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Lana Tries

Watching Marcus explore the inner workings of others has made me want to try it myself. Memo always did say that I needed to listen more or was it observe? Fuck, her point proven.

I decided Aiden to be my first trial run. Walking in their room though I just found Jenn. The poor sake of a girlfriend he roped in, hanging with Gray of all people. Thank God I walked in, Aiden seeing this depending on his mood would have derived she's leaving him (again) for a better model and gonezo Gray it would be.

Gray ever the gentlemen of good looking ladies moved over on the bed so I could take the desk chair. If he did this out of kindness or to get a better look up my skirt I guess I'll never know.

“What are you doing here>:

He gazed at my tits then face as he asked.

“Came to talk to Jenn, what about you?”

“Waiting for Aiden, fucker owes me a hit.

Hmm I guess he was using again. Not that that was surprising. Hanging with Joni really knocked down his statue in life.

Jenn gazed at me expectantly. I don’t think a lot of people came in there to talk to her.

Gray lounged like cat and started messing with his phone. From a glance it looked like candy crush.

Looking at Jenn I completely blanked on what to talk to her about. Fuck.

“Don’t you find it weird how Aiden makes Harry suck his dick?”

Fuck thats not what I wanted to open with but its what popped into my head looking at her DSL’s. Or Lips rather. I been hanging around too many horny dudes,

“I mean Aiden doesn’t really do that, its just a joke he says.”

She said it with such conviction I had to check myself. But no I know its true I had witnessed it. Seen it on one of those security screens Harry and J have visiting Memo.

“No, I mean it definitely happens.”’

“Well whatever Harrys weird so he deserves it.”

The fact someone being omitted from being a person to her because they were weird baffled and intrigued me. Now I had something to work with.

“Plus Aiden is amazing and knows what best.”

This got Gray involved and he say up. “ Wouldn’t really put amazing and Aiden in same sentence.” He smirks

“You don;t know him like I do he’s sensitive and passionate and good looking and kind.”

Gray chortled out a laugh “ I gonna stop you there Aiden and kind don’t go together, passionate and sensitive though hes got a whole lot of those two.” He laughs more “Aiden kind ha.”

Jenn heats up and doubles down

“You don’t know him like I do! Shut up!! Your just jealous of him!”

“Oh yea his whole two inchs!”

“Its not 2 inches!”

“Oh you right just an inch!” Gray rolls himself off the bed in laughter

Jenn defeated and realizign we are talking about sex blushes and begins playing with her nails.

“Where is he anyhow” Gray asls while getting himself back on the bed

“Hes probably hanging with Yuuuna.”

The way Jenn exaggervated Yuna’s name made my ears peak. Oh wow. Could she be perhaps jealous of Yuna? Now this,I had to explore. See Memo I listen.

“Shit I go look” Gray stands up doing an exaggerated stretch to I assume show off his muscles. Which have definitely shrunk the last 6 months along with his collapsed veins. He leaves and somehow drops his pants on the way out. Unknowingly stripping was another thing I discovered being an issue since being at this camp. They come in all flavors.

Aang walks in looking around awkwardly and unexpecting of our presence. He quickly runs to hamper and grabs some underwear mumbles research and runs out.

I swear to God you can’t make up the weird shit that happens around here.

“That was so weird! Jenn put an exaggervated “e” on weird, Almost like she didn’t want to stop saying the word.

“Guess he assumed room was empty.” I muttered

“Did you see that? Egh thats so gross!!! I don’t even want those back!!” Squinting her face and shaking in disgust. She looks at me and I manage an awkward smile. She gives me one abc and grows embarrassed by the cleanliness of the room. Getting up to straighten up the already perfectly organized desk.

I drum my fingers trying to think how to address the Yuna issue without being too obvious.

“What do you think about Yuna?”

Fuck Lana, tact never was your strong suit. Or stealth for that matter. Shoulda ninja trained with Memo when we were kids. Damn.

Jenn contines to tidy up and says cautiously “ Oh I mean she’s nice I guess.”

“You guess? She’s like the nicest person I know!”

“I mean I am pretty nice.”

Oh this goes deep.

“Yea I mean you are too, I was just saying so is she, her and Aiden hang out a lot.”

“I mean not a lot, we hang out more.”

Holy shit, I didn’t realize she was this jealous. I wish Marcus was here to have some witty psyche description of what's going on. All I got is insecurity I am guessing. Hmm maybe thats all it is. Damn I wish I was smarter.

“Are you jealous of Yuna?”

Smooth Lana. Real Smooth.

Jenn faces me with a shocked expression. One of those ones they zoom in on reality tv show commercials.

“What? No! Why would I be jealous? I mean have you heard something about her and Aiden?” She leans closer looking for any hint from me.

Joni enters abruptly, sloshing her drink on the way in.

Saved by the bell.

“Is Gray in here?

Without waiting for a response or maybe she discovered one herself she flops on bed lighting a cigarette.

“No he just left. Can you umm not smoke in here?”

“Oh shit sorry.” Joni says but makes no effort to put out her cigarette in any way and instead continues to smoke and look around the room.

Jenn looks at me for, I assume, back up and I proceed to ignore it and adjust my skirt instead.

Jenn sighs and finds an ashtray tucked in a drawer she sets close to Joni. If she knew Jni she wouldn’t bother but ya know its the thought that counts.

As Joni’s ashs tumble on her and the bed, she keeps nodding and then abruptly sitting up. “Oh shit have you seen Gray?”

“Umm no” Jenns seems to start to say she already relayed this info to Joni but backs out and sits on bed next to her. “He went to find Aiden, who I think is with Yuna.”

Oh right Yuna talk! Almost forgot. You got this Lana

“So I was saying.” What was I saying? “No I haven’t heard anything about Yuna and Aiden?”

“Oh shit! Gossip time!” Jonis finds her vigor and finishes her drink and lights up a new cigarette. Her last one she at least managed to put out in the glass of water on the end table. The ashtray was next to it. She got close.

I look to Joni, in what I hope is a look of “ look who your talklkning to don’t say anything dumb to upset her”

“I heard they had SEX (she says this word she vitaliry and gusto) in the past but Aiden didn’t date her cause,” Poking Jenns nose “He loved you!!” doing the last part in a girlish middle school tone.

Nope my look was not registered as I had hoped it would be. Not even close.

I looked to Joni doing a knife over my throat hand expression but she didn’t look at me.

Jenns face fell and she looked at me. I quickly had to fold my hands on my lap and look nonchalant. If I could whistle I woulda started right there.

“Is this true?” it came out in a crikey tone I had not expected. I didn’t think her voice could go that high. Great range.

“How the hell should I know? I came here after you did! I just asumine Yuna has had sex with everyone!”

Shit coulda left it at first part.

Jenn’s eyes widen and became glossy. Oh shit was she going to cry? She began biting her lower lip and breathing out a “wow” Her face crinkled and went thru at least 100 facial expressions. Getting up she paces the room a few times before retreating back to her spot on the bed.

“Chicka, Chicka, its me your girl Joni.” She wraps her arm, now with melting ice in the glass, around Jenns. Pointing at her with her cigarette hand spewing bullshit of you are great and fuck men and jonis got you.

Jenn seeming too emotional to distance herself from who I know is not “her girl” just sat there biting her nails to a nubby mess, Her bubblegum pink nail polish she was not doing any favors.

“Hey I mean it was a long time ago and I mean you were dead.” With that she shot me a dirty glance so I switched direction “He would never cheat on you! Aiden would rather cut off his own penis and feed it to Harry then hurt you!”

Before Jenn could reply Joni nodded off and dropped her cigarette on Jenn’s thigh

“OWWWWWWW!!!” Jenn screamed standing up and brushing it off her and stomping it to the ground.

“Oh shit where did my smoke go”

“MY PANTS UGH” Jenn shrieked

I sat stunted unsure of what to do.

“THESE ARE MY BEST PAIR OMG IS THIS GONNA SCAR WHAT THE HELL!!!”

“GET OUT GET OUT GET OUT GET OUTTTTTTTTTTT!!!!!!!”

She didn’t have to tell me twice I zipped outta that room quicker then a raid at a house party.

Joni took her time trying to grab the remnants of the crushed cigarette as Jenn continued to hollar.

Joni brushed past me outside the door muttering where the fuck is Gray and I decieded to help her go locate him.

The amount of zero fucks Joni gives is truly inspiring in ways. I let out a sigh as me and her made it to Yuna’s room. Why didn’t I think to do Yuna for my little experiment? I really am dumb sometimes. Ya win some ya lose some.

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eldritchsurveys · 6 years ago

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o67.

Have you ever talked to someone online, but when you saw each other in person, it was just super awkward? Have you ever made a really good friend online? >> Nah to the first question. But yes, at this point all my friends are people I’ve met online.

Do you enter sweepstakes or scratch lottery tickets or anything like that? What’s the best thing you’ve ever won? >> I’ve done scratch tickets, but usually because someone bought them for a group or something (like Hallie’s mom buying them for all of us way back when, or Sparrow’s mom doing the same thing at holiday dinners).

Right now, would you be upset if you got pregnant, or would you not mind? Have you ever had a pregnancy scare? >> I would definitely be upset if I was pregnant, because first of all, how did I even get that way... and second of all, I have zero desire to ever carry a child and I also have zero desire to have multiple abortions done, so... yeah. I have had a pregnancy scare, and it was founded, so.

Have you ever let someone be your everything? >> I don’t know, really. I don’t think I’ve ever thought of anyone by that exact terminology. It’s just not my attachment style, but it doesn’t mean I don’t still love people in my own way.

Do you have any weird inside jokes? >> All my best weird inside jokes are with Hallie, lmao. We’re just good at it. ;p

Could you go the rest of your life without a cigarette? >> Yeah.

Is there anybody you’re really disappointed in right now? >> Nope.

Do you have alcohol in your house? >> Yeah, there’s a wine in the fridge and I have a Backwoods Bastard and some Malört on my desk and we still have about half a bottle of Svedka mango-pineapple vodka left. Oh, and I still have a screwdriver in the fridge because I made it and then didn’t actually want it, lmao, so I just shoved it in there.

Have you ever wanted something you couldn’t have? >> Sure, a lot of things (mostly because I couldn’t afford them).

Are you a morning or night person? >> I don’t think my personhood is adequately described like that.

What is your favorite color? >> Gold.

It’s 4 in the morning, your phone rings, who is it? >> A wrong number, I’d presume.

Have you ever had a really big fight with a best friend? >> ---

Has someone ever called you at midnight on your birthday? >> I don’t think so, but I’ve probably gotten midnight texts.

Are any of your friends virgins? >> Not that I’m aware of.

Do you prefer relationships or friends with benefits? >> I mean, either is fine in general, but what I have right now are relationships and I’m happy enough with those.

Has anyone got on your nerves today? >> Nope. Just that one neighbour who keeps playing their music with the bass cranked up to 11 so that I can feel it vibrating through the building and my SKULL. It’s so distracting and overwhelming.

Has anyone told you they would never leave, and left? >> Probably, but I don’t hold that against anyone.

Do you have a member of the opposite sex you can tell everything to? >> I don’t think I could possibly tell anyone everything, like, I know I take this question too literally but I can’t really imagine how else I’m supposed to take it.

Did you kiss or hug anyone in the last 48 hours? >> Can Calah, and Hallie through text.

Are you usually early or late? >> I mean, to what...?

What’s annoying you? >> Nothing.

How is your boyfriend/girlfriend doing and where are they now? >> Hallie is hopefully doing okay, he’s offline right now I think, doing some self-care I hope. <3 Sparrow is all right and she’s in bed. Can Calah is as he always is, being my copilot.

Do you have anything to pay off? >> No.

What are you wearing right now? >> Green and white harem pants and a grey Rush shirt.

Do you know anyone that wants you dead? >> I don’t think so.

Do you believe that regrets are lessons learned? >> I personally prefer to take that philosophy in general, but I understand it doesn’t necessarily apply to everyone. I also don’t usually regret things -- I can’t even think of anything I really regret right now -- so it’s probably easier in my case.

Last person you talked to, and through what you talked to them? >> Sparrow, in person, before she went to bed.

First color name you can think of that isn’t in the rainbow. >> Grey.

What timekeeping devices are in the room you are currently in? >> Normandy, my laptop; Senketsu, my phone; and a PSP Vita.

What gaming consoles do you or your family own? >> We have an Xbox 360, a PS4, a PS2, and the aforementioned PSP Vita.

What’s the best job you’ve ever had? >> Selling merch for local bands.

What’s the worst job you’ve ever had? >> Working in a family restaurant as a teenager.

What email service do you use? >> Gmail.

Is there anything hanging on the walls of the room you are currently in? >> Yeah, an Odin print and a poster from the Rebirth Brass Band show I went to last month.

Earliest moment in your life you can remember? >> Sitting on the kitchen floor at a dog breeder’s house.

What did you have for dinner yesterday? >> Was last night when we had the Burger King...? I think so. Time is fake, leave me alone.

How often do you brush your teeth? >> Once a day.

What’s your favorite candy/chocolate? >> Dark chocolate with sea salt and chili peppers (pop rocks optional).

Have you had other blogs on Tumblr? Do you have any other blogs currently? >> Yeah, my main blog is foundcarcosa and I have a few other sideblogs, and my RP blogs that I keep neglecting.

If you were suddenly really hungry, what would you choose to eat? >> Right now? Whatever I could grab, I guess...

What fandoms would you consider yourself a part of? >> Oh man.... so many, tbh.

What kind of position are you in at the moment? >> A seated one.

Do you wear much jewelry? >> Not much, because I can’t afford the kind I’d like to wear (I like costume jewellery but it’s fragile and makes my skin wig out sometimes, so I prefer not to wear it no matter how cool it looks).

Furthest away from home you have ever been? >> The farthest distance I’ve travelled in general is probably to/from NYC/Colorado.

How many times have you moved houses? >> Enough times that counting is just not something I feel like doing right now.

Who was the last person you had a conversation with on the phone? >> Some woman from a place around here. I was really hoping there wouldn’t have to be a phone call, I just wanted one little piece of information, but urgh.

Have you ever had a best friend who was of the opposite sex? >> ---

Has anyone said they love you in the last week? >> Yes, all my SOs. ~

Who was the last person to comfort you as you cried? >> Can Calah.

Do your computer speakers work? >> Yeah.

Which friend are you most similar to? >> ---

Your ex calls wanting to hang out. What do you say? >> What ex? The only ex I’m even still friends with is Anubis, and I think he has my number but I don’t see why he’d be calling me -- like, we don’t even live in the same state anymore.

Would you get back with your last ex if they asked you? >> That’s... Phoenix, I guess? And no, forget it. He had his chances.

Have you kissed anyone whose name starts with a M? >> I seem to remember a Matthew. Long, long time ago.

Would you kiss the last person who texted you, on the lips? >> The last person that texted me was Sparrow, so sure.

Camping with a ton of friends or hotel with a few friends? >> Either is fine.

Have you ever kissed anyone who’s name starts with P, J, R, M, C, or D? >> Yes to all.

Is there someone you wouldn’t mind kissing right now? >> Sure.

Do you think your ex will ever want to be with you again? >> There was only one ex who even still mattered enough for this question, and he’s not an ex anymore now, so!!!

Where would you rather live: England or Australia? >> England, I guess.

What’s your relationship with the last person you texted? >> Sparrow is my fiancée.

When you looked at yourself in the mirror today, what was the first thing you thought? >> I don’t remember, probably something hygiene-related.

Do you fall for people easily? >> I don’t think so, no.

Do you ever wonder what your ex is up to? >> I mean, I guess in a passing sense, maybe sometimes? Like if they come up in a survey or something I’m obviously going to think about them in passing.

Have you ever kissed someone who was drunk? >> Sure.

The nearest window to you now - what color curtains are on them? >> No curtains, just some busted-up blinds. :|

The shade of the color of your eyes can be described as: >> Dark brown.

When was the last time you drank alcohol? >> Earlier today, I had a beer at the Wayland house.

At what age did you stop believing in Santa? >> I never did.

Do you own a wok? >> No.

Is there a particular type of music you really don’t like? >> I’m not crazy about bluegrass, but I keep an open mind.

Do you like going to weddings? >> I don’t know, I’ve never been to an actual one.

What do you have on your toast? >> I haven’t had toast in ages, but I usually put ghee and cinnamon on it. Sometimes jelly, too.

Who was the last person you know who became pregnant? >> *shrug*

Beach, city, or mountains? >> Yes.

Do you have a stapler at your house? >> No.

Would you rather read a book or listen to an audiobook? >> Read, I can’t focus on audiobooks at all.

Which is larger - your book or dvd collection? >> I don’t have a DVD collection, I literally own ONE DVD, so books win by default.

What is the last spontaneous thing you did? >> I don’t remember.

You get a call at 2:00 a.m. - your first thought is: >> My first thought is supreme annoyance.

What is your middle name? >> Frey.

What are you passionate about? >> Storytelling, my special interests, music.

Do you have any fears? >> Yeah, I developed a kind of delusion-based thanatophobia that I guess I deserve considering all the tripping I’ve done, but I really wish I didn’t have it. I was so much better off without it.

Where are you from? >> I don’t know, space?

What’s your sign? >> Gemini Sun.

Future names of your children: >> ---

What are you listening to right now? >> Nothing.

Do you believe in fate/destiny? >> I suppose I do, but I also try not to put all my eggs in that basket because adhering too strongly to one belief regarding existential matters tends to tip me into delusion more than anything else.

What are your career goals? >> ---

Something you are working on right now: >> Being a ‘good’ (helpful, kind) SO, managing the anxiety from the thanatophobia stuff, watching all my shows on Netflix lol.

Have you ever had a near-death experience? >> Yeah.

Are you a procrastinator or do you get things done early? >> I tend to procrastinate, but sometimes my executive function pulls through.

TV shows and anime you watch regularly. >> Grey’s Anatomy, Preacher, Vikings, some other stuff more intermittently.

Halloween costume idea for this year? >> ---

Your best friend’s name? >> ---

Do you prefer liquid, mousse, or powder foundation? Why? >> I don’t wear it.

How much does your mother know about your sex life (or lack thereof)? >> Nothing. She doesn’t know me, period.

Do you enjoy watching cooking shows? >> Sure.

Do you worry about gaining weight? >> No.

Have you ever used fake tan? >> No.

Do you ever look at someone cute, and automatically make a move? >> No.

How many times have you been to Walmart in the past week? >> None.

Do you live in a house, apartment, or another type of arrangement? >> Apartment.

Are you kind of a loner? Do you like being alone? >> I don’t think I’m a loner, per se. I like being around people and I like to socialise. I just have low social energy in comparison to other people, so I need more recharges.

Are any of your siblings married? What are their spouses’ names? >> I don’t know.

Does your father have any creepy or scary friends you don’t like? >> No.

What color are the walls in the room you’re in right now? >> Off-white.

Do you watch any shows that you know your parents wouldn’t approve of? >> I mean, I’m 31 years old, I probably do a lot of things my parent disapproves of by now.

Do you have any siblings who still believe in Santa, and are over age ten? >> No.

What color were the last pair of headphones/earphones you bought? >> Navy blue.

Are you attracted to the last person that you fell in love with? >> Yes.

Something you really want right now? >> This survey to be over, ngl, I want to go do something else now lol.

If you could seek revenge on someone, would you? >> No.

How long have you liked the person you like? >> I don’t feel like doing time-math right now, forgive me. It’s late and I drank my sleepytime tea already, lol.

Does any part of your body hurt right now? >> No.

Can you recall the last time you liked someone? >> Yes? Now?

Are you happy with the way things are going? >> More or less.

Would you ever get a tattoo? >> Sure.

Do you think you will be in a relationship 3 months from now? >> Relationships, yes.

Who was the last person you talked to in person? >> Sparrow.

What plans do you have for tomorrow? >> Nothing unusual, just... same stuff I do every day, I imagine.

Has a friendship ended recently that you wish had not? >> No.

What happened at 9:00 a.m. today? >> I think I was still in bed.

Where are your biological parents? >> My father’s in Elizabeth, New Jersey, and who the fuck knows where my mother is.

Do you have any summer plans yet? >> It is summer. No special summer-related plans.

Do you tend to waste a lot of money? >> I don’t think so, but maybe someone else would think so.

What did you last drink? >> Sleepytime tea.

Do you have trust issues? >> I don’t think so.

Do you think this year will be better than the last? >> It’s been good so far.

What are you doing? >> This.

Are you a jealous person? >> No.

Do you think age matters in relationships? >> Sure, in some cases.

Who is the last person you rode in a car with? >> Sparrow.

Did you sing at all today? >> Nope.

Where will you be 2 hours from now? >> In bed, hopefully asleep.

Are your lips chapped at the moment? >> A little dry, is all.

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