#just wanted to do smth silly n fun since this has been on my mind so much recently

[msommers]

MAEVE SOMMERS wayhaven chronicles au

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[sparklingchim]

game on | jjk

pairing: jungkook x reader

word count: 2.2k

genre: footballer!jungkook, fake dating, f2l

rating: pg

warnings: koo gets scolded for sleeping around 🥺, playboy jk <3, hints of a threesome 🫢, oc fights w a laundry machine

summary: jungkook is in desperate need to polish up his playboy image, and naturally, he turns to you for help.

a/n: hii my pretty besties!!!! it's my bday😋 so i wanted to share this silly piece i've been having so much fun writing!!! love uuu n treat urself to smth nice for me today <3 mwah😙

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Jeon Jungkook is a charming man – and he is well aware of the fact. He plays that card effortlessly.

Most of the time, it works in his favour.

But sometimes, it backfires spectacularly and gets him into trouble.

Which is why he stands in front of his fuming manage, who is radiating enough anger to fill the entire office.

The sight isn’t foreign to Jungkook. He wouldn’t say he is used to it, but he has found himself often enough in this situation to recognise the signs of deep trouble.

Not only is Jungkook’s charm complicating things, but the fact that he is famous too.

Sometimes, he uses that as an advantage. Not in an obvious way — never by flaunting his own achievements or demanding special treatment.

That’s not his style.

His name alone carries weight, and he knows how to let it work for him, quietly bending the world to his will... until the world pushes back.

And right now, it’s pushing back hard.

One thing Jeon Jungkook does enjoy about being a pro footballer, though, is the way women obsess over him.

He knows they love him – sees it in the comments they leave on his ig posts, sees it in the DMs flooding his inbox daily, and experiences it firsthand at public events, where hordes of fans scream his name. Jungkook thrives on that attention.

However, something he doesn’t love, and what he was never prepared for, is the media. The way they scrutinise his every move, how his face ends up on every headline anytime he does something remotely noteworthy.

And now, thanks to his latest shenanigan getting caught by the press, here he is. Standing in front of his manager, Taesung, and his PR agent, Jiwoo, eyes downcast, bracing himself for the scolding that’s already begun.

“You’ve gone too far this time, Jungkook.”

His manager speaks in a flat, monotonous voice, void of even the slightest hint of disappointment, as if he’d long since given up expecting anything different.

“Do you have any idea how hard it is to clean up the mess you leave behind?”

A sense of guilt creeping up on Jungkook, even though he knows if he were just a regular guy, none of this would matter at all. And he finds it a bit unfair.

But to survive in this business, you can’t complain about unfairness.

“Have you completely lost your mind?” Taesung barks.

Jungkook remains silent. He forces himself to.

“If there was more involved than just alcohol-”

“No! Nothing like that,” he denies, his response firm and immediate. “It was just alcohol – and, well, just good vibes because we won the last match, and with the World Cup being next, everyone was just really excited.”

If he had known what kind of trouble a simple, innocent celebration of his team’s win at a club would bring, he would’ve gone straight home yesterday. He would’ve skipped the rounds of drinks, the flashing lights, the loud music, and definitely the attention. But hindsight was useless now.

“Good,” his manager says. “I’m glad you were happy.” Mock sympathy drips from his voice. “Perhaps the last time you are going to be happy this year.”

Jungkook nods, accepting the gravity of the situation. No more clubs, no more parties, no more girls.

At least, not for a while. His reputation had taken a few hits recently, and this latest mess wasn’t helping. He could almost hear the whispers: reckless, irresponsible, unprofessional. The kind of things that could ruin him if he didn’t get a handle on it.

He clenched his jaw. No more distractions. From now on, it was all about the game. He needed to remind everyone why he was Jeon Jungkook — the best on the field, not just the headlines.

“You’re no longer in for the World Cup. You’re out.”

His head snaps up at that. Did he hear that right?

“What?! What do you mean?”

“Myungbo doesn’t want you on the team anymore.” Taesung’s words sound heavy and final.

Jungkook’s heart pounds in his ears.

His world tilts. The room seems to spin, the edges of his vision darkening. This wasn’t just a setback — it was a disaster. The World Cup was everything to him, and now it felt like it was slipping through his fingers. The crushing weight of the news settles on his chest, making it hard to breathe. One silly night is all that happened.

He can’t believe that a single photo of him leaving the club with two girls clinging to each arm has cost him his spot on the national football team. He went home with two girls – so what?

But he doesn’t voice his frustration. He knows better than to add fuel to the fire. Speaking his mind now would only escalate the situation and make things worse. Jungkook knows from experience.

He swallows hard, forcing himself to stay calm. His pulse is still racing, but he takes a deep breath, focusing on controlling his emotions. He has to keep a level head if he’s going to find a way to fix this.

“There has to be a way to fix this.” His eyes move to Jiwoo, his PR agent. “Right?”

His manager fixes him with a stern glare. “Jungkook, remember the promise you gave everyone a few months ago?” Taesung reminds him.

Jungkook cringes. When he made a promise to avoid actions that might damage his reputation, he didn’t think it’d be that serious. He cut back on going out, made the effort to play the role of the “good boy�� but really – come on. He can’t maintain that facade for an eternity. Especially after a triumphant victory like yesterday’s.

Taking away his spot on the national football team? He didn’t think that was possible.

“How many more times do we have to fix your problems, because you don’t care enough? How many times do we have to repeat this scenario?”

“I promise I’ll better myself,” he pleads desperately, looking back and forth between his manager and his PR agent. Someone has to believe him, help him.

“Do you genuinely believe this country wants to be represented by a 20-year-old boy, who can’t keep his personal life under control?” Taesung asks, eyebrows deeply pinched together. “This isn’t just about you, Jungkook. It’s about the team, the fans, and the nation. They need a role model, not a scandal waiting to happen.”

“I know. I know.” Jungkook scrambles for something convincing to say, desperate to sway their decision. This can’t be it. He won’t let his career take a hit because of something like this. “But – but this isn’t too bad. This is fixable. I can fix this.” His voice quivers with a desperation he barely recognises as his own. “Jiwoo.” Jungkook turns to her with pleading eyes. “You always know what to do. Please, help me”

“I did propose an idea but-”

“We’re not doing that,” Taesung cuts in. “It’s off the table.”

“What is it?” Jungkook’s eyes bounce back and forth between them. “I’ll do anything. This is – this is everything to me. You have to give me a chance.”

Taesung scoffs. “A chance? As far as I know, you have been given countless chances.”

Sweat coats the back of Jungkook’s neck.

Taesung understands just how much Jungkook has fought to secure his place on the national team. He’s well aware that it’s one of Jungkook’s greatest dreams, a pinnacle of his career that he’s poured countless hours of hard work and sacrifice into. That’s why, each morning, when he wakes up to the latest news of Jungkook’s escapades, he feels a deep sense of disappointment, texting Jungkook with a dejected shake of his head to visit his office first thing in the morning.

When it’s all he wants, like Jungkook claims, why doesn’t he act like it?

“If the head coach won’t give me a chance now, he’ll never do. This is my last opportunity to change his mind, make him rethink. I need to at least try.”

Jiwoo looks at the manager, waiting for his approval. He nods.

“Very simply put: you need a girlfriend,” she says.

For a second, Jungkook is at loss for words.

“A girlfriend? How’s that going to help?” Jungkook tilts his head in confusion. This is not how he thought Jiwoo was going to save him.

“You need a girlfriend to help polish up your image as a player. It’ll make you appear more like a gentleman, softer and nicer. We need to completely shift public perception and counter the negative image they’ve formed about you. It’s all about changing the narrative,” she explains.

“And that is not something we can easily achieve,” Taesung interjects. “Rebranding your entire persona is not feasible at this stage. You’ve been projecting what kind of boy you are to the media for the past two years. It’s going to be incredibly difficult to make a sudden shift look genuine.”

“No! We — I can make it seem real. This is my only chance,” Jungkook insists, his voice gaining a hint of determination. For a moment, breathing feels a bit easier again. “The World Cup is just a month away. That’s enough time to shift public opinion and prove I’m worthy of representing the country on the team.” There’s a hopeful lilt in his voice as he speaks, clinging to the belief that he might not have to bid farewell to his biggest dream after all.

But his manager doesn’t look as hopeful as Jungkook feels.

“How are we going to find a girl who will agree to this? Someone who isn’t an obsessive fan, understands this is purely professional, and can keep quiet? You won’t be able to pull this off.”

“I was actually thinking-” Jiwoo starts, but she’s cut off.

Jungkook hesitates, glancing between them before speaking. “Actually... I think I already have someone in mind.” His voice is more measured now. “That’s not the issue.” Jungkook doesn’t need to think twice.

Taesung sighs while Jiwoo looks at Jungkook apologetically.

“You can’t rebrand your entire persona from a playboy to a lover boy within a month, Jungkook. This is over.” His manager shakes his head, a sense of finality glimmering in his eyes.

One thing that Jungkook forgot to mention is that he is an extremely competitive man, too.

~

“This is ridiculous.”

You kick the laundry machine in frustration, but all you end up doing is yelping and clutching your aching foot.

“That’s the third time this month,” you mutter under your breath. “What did I even spend all that money on if it’s just going to break down whenever it feels like it?”

You shoot a death glare at the machine, teetering on the edge of losing your mind.

“Guess I’ll have to use the public laundromat again,” you sigh, grabbing the overflowing laundry basket filled with your and your roommate's clothes, and heading out of the bathroom with a huff.

On your way to the front door, the doorbell rings.

Please, you think. You were hoping for some quiet, uninterrupted time to deep-clean your dorm on this peaceful Sunday with no one around.

But when you peek through the peephole and see Jungkook standing there, your frustration melts away. You swing the door open, the laundry basket tumbling to the floor beside you in your haste.

“Jungkook!” you exclaim. “You’re timing is perfect! Can you please fix my laundry machine again? It’s been acting up, and I’m getting frustrated.” You groan annoyed.

Jungkook doesn’t share the same excitement upon seeing you.

You grow smaller and take an indecisive step back.

“What’s wrong?” you ask, noticing the tension in his features. “Did you lose the match yesterday? I couldn’t keep up because I had too much cramming to do last night.”

While studying medicine had always been your dream, the reality is less exciting. Right now, it means sleepless nights and relentless pressure. You know that pursuing this path will offer you many privileges later in life, but you have to suffer first.

“I need your help.”

His dark eyes, usually bright and full of energy, seem clouded with worry, and his hair falls messily over his forehead, like he’s run his hands through it a hundred times in frustration.

“Are you okay?” You study him closely, scanning his face for any signs of injury. Physically, he seems fine — still tall, muscular, and as fit as ever. But something is clearly off.

“You need to do something for me.”

“I can help,” you reply, your voice soft with concern. ‘But what is it…?”

“Can you be my girlfriend?”

You blink, repeatedly.

“Huh?”

You start giggling when he doesn’t add more. You expect him to clarify or laugh along, but Jungkook stays serious, stepping closer and gently taking your hands in his. You look down at them, then back up at his face, utterly bewildered.

“You’re silly, Jungkook. If someone on the team made you do this, tell them you did the punishment and quit acting so weird.”

It’s too early in the morning for Jungkook’s nonsense.

“No, ___, you don’t understand.” He squeezes your hands when he feels you trying to pull them back. “I actually need you to do it.”

“Do what?”

“Fake date me.”

[furymint]

2023 Creator Reflection

ffxiv.

1. dance me to the end of love

this one was fun! i always like merging a character's outfit with the bg so i liked doing that again. picking the colors for elliots outfit was also enjoyable. ive wanted to make smth w that cover for a while

2. shame was still the tyrant of his life

i only wrote two nol and eli things this year and neither of them are finished. the first was a continuation of a scene where nol kisses elliot against the blue stained glass in his room--i once posted it but then i deleted it bc it made me feel woozy for its allusions to sex. i wanted to rebuild it and take a shot at it now that im comfortable writing n reading sex, but i never got very far. theres actually lots of nice parts! i just like nols dumb angsting the best!

3. valentine

i really wanted to focus on nol's eye here, but also not make it too obvious lol. i used a ps filter like a schmuck but i wanted it to be darker without making it even more difficult to see, so i took away their bodies and limited the colors to make it what it is.

4. amateur cracksmen

the second nol n eli wip, which doesnt have many interesting lines rn, was a raffles-inspired story where eli drags nol as his valet to a rival artist's house and tries to steal back the brooch that he bought from an underground dealer feat. much babbling abt the state of societal responsibility that war is supposed to bring

ffxvi.

1. herz an herz dir

i wrote some reflections about this one already here. i honestly was very (distressed voice) cant believe im writing pure fanfic for the first time in over ten years and lacked a lot of direction when i started bc uhhhhh terence has 8 and a half mins of screen time. i tried to convince myself that it's not much different than me stealing brucemont for my own evil devices, but the unique perspective of seeing quite so much fan content def influenced my interpretation. i wanted their relationship to be much more imbalanced from the get-go initially--dion using his power unintentionally and terence barely passing a thought abt it until later bc he's just so accustomed to obeying--but i ended up giving terence a lot more sway & ammunition in their argument. the breakfast bed thing is also smth im rly fond of.

2. mund an mund

there's also additional meta for this one here. i made a silly doodle abt it also. dion kept picking fights here! it honestly turned out how i expected. when i first started this fic, i was gonna have dion start out right in oriflamme and meet ter and kihel there, but i booted them to northreach so i could have this stretch of conflict. i think it's like. Bad Pacing. technically. if i still believe the conflict introduced in the next chapter is the core one, that is. which i sorrrrta do. but i dont care bc i rly like the visual of kihel laying in dion's lap and getting to put a gun on the wall w ahmed.

3. eines atems

its been two months since the last chapter and this chapter is humiliatingly not written. i have all my scrambled notes and scenes that i jotted down in between the first two chapters, so i have a full direction, but it's been really difficult to write lately. ive been devoting all my time to trying to recoup my mental health and work on my teredio secret santa. ill start next year with this wip as a priority, so for now i only have the photoshop edit for it. kihel is holding terence's hand--it's his pov turn.

overall i didnt like this year very much. i didn't read, create, research or do a lot even though i tried to. i became really disconnected from all of my friends bc im too tired to stay for rp or hold online conversations. at this point, i dont play ffxiv at all except the few times i managed to rp a little. i moved into nanny's house and have my own space, but don't have the presence of mind to do anything about my pc, books, and so on, although i did make a lot of progress rewrapping my books w fresh wraps and some other things. my plans for next year are to reach out to a couple of my friends, build my pc, relearn + rebuild + relaunch my queer lit blog on open source code, survive school, and rediscover the productivity ive lost the past few years.

teredio has helped me a LOT to find community, inspiration, and art in my loneliest year yet. im very proud of my fic and grateful every day to the ppl who have reached out to me about liking it. even if im sorry about my productivity rate in comparison to how many extraordinary writers there are in the ship's fandom, i know i have to be easy on myself to relearn how to write, create a writing schedule that works for me, and stop punishing myself when i cant get the words out.

past reflections:  2017 | 2018 | 2019 | 2020 | 2021 | 2022

[ss-shitstorm]

Okay okay the ratchet first fp au was equally heartrending but also perfect and thank you so much for going into so much detail to expound on my silly little fantasy, I love it! But if you don’t mind, I’m gonna poke you with one more question that’s bugged me ever since MC woke up and ratch op and bee had to catch her up on the last 30 years: they mentioned unicron and Optimus’ amnesia (which is another au you’re portraying marvelously well btw! I love shiny and new to pieces!), as well as a couple of the other tfp eps, but I don’t recall them mentioning synth-en? Like, at all? (Unless I totally missed it?) Between ratchet’s problems and op’s withdrawal, I figured that the tension between them like the scene where they fight and ratchet accuses op of being too soft to take out megatron and that’s why they lost cliff jumper, combined with MC’s unconsciousness, op’s guilt about it, and ratchet’s (partial?) blame for op putting her in that condition to start with and envy knowing he would’ve had more restraint and cared for her more in his mind (and them both missing her terribly and being lost without her), would kind of cause a boiling point between them? (Fun fact if you didn’t know it but the tfp writers had tossed around the idea of ratchet blaming op for elita one’s death instead of cliffjumper, but they had the Orion pax arc coming up and they didn’t want to add anymore characters or smth so they nixed it) So if ratchet spews about mc (and elita??) to op, does op snap too in this case? Do they actually come to blows? Does op even get mad and rise to the bait or does it just break his heart bc now ratchet is turning on him too and pointing out every mistake he’s made and ratchets never been that mean to him before and wouldn’t dream of saying any of it under normal circumstances but is so hyped up he no longer has a filter? I am reeling here at the possibilities! I am so fricken curious bc your unique individual characterizations of them as well as their mutual adoration for mc would give so many delicious untapped layers to that episode - and again you don’t have to answer this at all but I would love to hear your thoughts! :) thank you so much for your time!

(dude I'm so sorry it took me so long to respond to this AND that it's nowhere near as long as that other ask)

A : anon thank you for the praise about everything esp. shiny n new like goddamn I love that little thing so much, B : I had no idea about Elita in TFP until you mentioned that and I'm very glad they left that out bc I would absolutely have not fucking survived that my heart's in pieces just from reading that, and C :

I think they would have started fighting. As in, Ratchet, with 0 filter, would start laying it out how mad he is about what happened to you. He would blame it on Optimus, and at the time, he would feel totally justified in saying it.

-Optimus would be barely able to hold back his rage, but manages to restrain himself. Tells Ratchet he needs to go home, let that crap work through his system, and recharge before talking to him again.

-Ratchet would then suggest Optimus frag him because that tends to knock people unconscious for indefinite periods of time.

-Optimus looses it. Lunges for him, grabs him and fucking throttles him.

-And the second his servos wrap around his throat, freezes. Because he touched someone. He touched someone he cared about, and he did it with the intent to hurt them.

-He goes catatonic.

-Ratchet, slightly sobered, has to pry his servos off of him, digit by digit.

-Once he does, he leaves in a huff, runs off to punch Megatron in the face like he originally intended.

-But not before ducking out of sight and having the quickest, filthiest guilty-wank of his life. Doesn’t matter how mad you are. Angrier-than-god-Optimus touching you will make you cream your jeans, and marching through deception territory with a spontaneous overload looming on the horizon probably isn’t a great strategy.

-Once he gets the shit kicked out of him and finally sobers up, and realizes that entire exchange not only happened, but happened in front of Bumblebee, he decides this was, in fact, the second worst thing he’s ever fucking done. He calculates the damage done to his filters, finds that the synth-en was mostly processed by other organs, chugs the rough hi-grade equivalent of 2 handles of bourbon, and blacks out for 72 hours straight.

-Neither of them ever speak about it again.

-To each other.

-They both tell you at different times after you’ve woken up

-shock, sadness, understanding, and reason no# 234382643 for feeling guilty about coma time.jpg.

-you bring it up to Bee eventually after a loooooong-ass time.

-He’s just like “wow that sucked but I figured it was par for the course having two(2) reincarnated gods and the universe’s most overpowered 3rd wheel as a family.”

-Thank you for putting things into perspective Baybee boy.

-Reader eventually relays this to both of them.

-Everyone feels marginally less shitty.

[beelieveinfandom]

Convo from the 18+ discord about a very silly star wars crossover I wanted to share.

gremgeous the gem pillar Just had a GREAT idea for a star wars crossover Just dipper visiting the star wars universe for whatever reason (multiverse vacation maybe? Idk. Dipper maybe dusted off that old portal in a fit of nostalgia or smth) and palpatine finds him and tries to tempt alcor to his side by offering him power Standard stuff for the sith really Except Well If you offer a demon unspecified power, in what form are they going to take it if not in the one who is offering's soul? Biggest and best tasting power boost there is, really! And then maybe he takes over the empty shell of a body afterwards which may or may not grant him force acess and alcor has a grand old time making a mess out of running the republic (or at least running lose in the senate) This is like... early prequals or pre-preauals era maybe. When palpafucker is still undercover and being all covert and unsuspicious and stuff I call this.... "palpatines penechance for grand speeches and unspecific ominous statements to try and seem all powerful and cool and dramatic fuck him over" Or in shorter terms ... . "There's a demon lose in the senate" And it basically runs like that one john mullaney bit With a side dashing of that one journak 3 thing where bill posesses a guy, messes with a roman army and then makes a guys head explode Also like nobody knows who alcor is or that hes even there bc theres no demons or dream demons in star wars (that i know of) so he gets the run of the place Even moreso than back home in gravity falls bc no one knows magic, its all "force this" and "force that" Dippered probably spends a lot of time nerding out over the different alien species since they dont have those back in his dimension (theyve got aliens but theyre different kinds) and also about the laser swords (just like the one Grunkle Ford made for them all (Ford, Dipper, Mabel, Stan, Soos, Grenda, Candy, Grendas boyfriend, Pacifica, and even waddles and gompers)  back in 2017! Good times, good times.)

swbeeworm oh this sounds like fun

gremgeous the gem pillar Right???

swbeeworm if i was familiar enough with the star wars universe to write anything in it i'd give this a shot

gremgeous the gem pillar right???

swbeeworm like i know star wars?? but i don't know star wars n i have to know something to be confident in writing it

gremgeous the gem pillar Sadly everything i know comes from time travel fixit and semi-salty pro-jedi meta

swbeeworm but just.... the sheer chaotic potential of this...

gremgeous the gem pillar Gosh yes....... Oh its be so good..........

swbeeworm oh mood it would be

gremgeous the gem pillar @Abigor u like star wars too gimme ur thooooughts When ur awake and have them to give

swbeeworm ugh i should. probably not be awake, i have stuff to do tomorrow n i have a headache but this is fun to think about

gremgeous the gem pillar I had another thing thats fun to think abt too Clone wars era, alcors there and everyon thinks hes a brand new sith player b/c gold eyes

swbeeworm just the shenanigans. the bullshittery. the sheer what-le-fuck reactions of everyone from the senate to the jedi to the people ooooooooo

gremgeous the gem pillar YES!!! Exactly.

gremgeous the gem pillar Oooooh jedi can do mind things i wonder what alcor wpuld feel like to them

swbeeworm my first instinctive responses were: 1) constant Screaming and a whirlwind mishmash of colors/concepts/etc that makes everyone who 'looks' too long start bleeding thru the nose/eyes 2) wii music on loop and these are VERY different prompts to have back to back but that's what i got

gremgeous the gem pillar AKDHSGGSHD I LOVE IT Oh what if its both at the same time Ajdhegdhdj what rven is the music like in star wars anyway

swbeeworm the fkin,,,, cantina music

gremgeous the gem pillar Like how would they react when confronted w wii music

swbeeworm is the equivalent i would think

gremgeous the gem pillar Do they even have the same sorts of instruments do they even know what electronic music is

swbeeworm just. that spawned another Thought imagine that the cantina music from That One Scene is the sw-equivalent of the wii music and just.  just imagine that same scene playing but with wii music on loop in the background

gremgeous the gem pillar Gosh "wii music on loop" i love it AODHDHSHSJD

swbeeworm it would probably FIT they have the same vibe

gremgeous the gem pillar Im crying Mits so good

swbeeworm sdjlksdafj i saw a post the other day that was talking abt the music there n how it kept playing on loop n the poster joked that it might have been like,, the john mulaney salt-pepper-diner-story situation which is only tangentially related to this topic but i had to recall it

gremgeous the gem pillar AJSHH i love that Gosh ok i feel like take 1 would fit with the new sith in town scenario And take 2 fits with theres a demon lose in the senate

swbeeworm sfsdkfjh yES

gremgeous the gem pillar But how FUCKING HILARIOUS would it be if in the senate story its the former, and in the oh so serious sith story its the wii music on loop im akdhsjdvsjdhsjbd

swbeeworm ASLDJSLKFJ plEASE take 1: gritty, serious, angst, deadly miscommunications--and fucking wii music on loop take 2: lighthearted, cracky, shenanigans and bullshittery--and fucking bleeding out the eyes if you try n read the guy talk about dissonance

gremgeous the gem pillar "Big scary sith! Look at the yellow eyes! What dastardly plots cpuld he be thinking/partaking in....." [Hard cut to alcor pov/inside alcors head] wii music plays as he stares off into space during a supposedly very important meeting

gremgeous the gem pillar OH I DO LOVE THE DISSONANCE Gsjdgysgsvsjgd wheeze its so good i love it

swbeeworm me tooooo .....for the sith one. would ppl see blue fire n think lightning

gremgeous the gem pillar Theyd probably think its some other secret sith technique

swbeeworm fair enough

gremgeous the gem pillar Everyone thinks one of the other sith lines that was supposedly wiped out had it since this sith deffs aint the line of bane- even the cirrent sith wanna know where alcors popped in from "Lightning was the bane line specialty.... guess where ever this kids guys from fire was theirs"

swbeeworm= adjlsdfkjlfkjf the shenanigans n bullshittery one imagine alcor-as-palpatine just. going incorporeal, still visible but not able to be touched, and the jedi go from "what the fuck is going on"  to "why the fuck is he  a force ghost"

gremgeous the gem pillar AJSGSHSGSHSA

swbeeworm alcor, who'd done it only bc his ~ornate robes~ had got so caught/tangled on something he could only get free by phasing through it: ??????

gremgeous the gem pillar wheeze Alcor: how the fuck did this guy move around in these AJDHSGDH ALCOR NOT KNOWING ABOUT THE SITH- SHOWS UP TO THE SENATE IN THE SITH ROBES

swbeeworm asdlkjsfkjsdfdf

gremgeous the gem pillar CALLS IT A "FASHION STATEMENT" WHEN CALLED OUT ON IT

swbeeworm a fASHION STATEMENT YES alcor: :blobsweats: alcor: what the FUCK is a sith alcor: and why do they have better style than the jedi

gremgeous the gem pillar WHEEZE He doesnt know jack shit abt the jedi or anything hes just vibing!!!!!!

swbeeworm yesssssss

gremgeous the gem pillar AJDGSGGDJS YOU KNOW WHATVWPUKD BE EVEN BETTER ALCOR THINKS THE SITH LOOK IS TACKY AF

swbeeworm alcor: no listen. listen. i picked these space robes out of my space wardrobe because they looked cool, not because i'm part of some. some space cult ljflskdajfslkdfjsd

gremgeous the gem pillar BUT HE STILL THINKS ITS BETTER THAN THE JEDI

swbeeworm that's even better

gremgeous the gem pillar space cult im HOWLING

swbeeworm you KNOW he'd be so excited at being in space this DORK

gremgeous the gem pillar Ph gosh imagine it starts out all dark and serious and angsty and creepy in the whole beginning exchange But as soon as the day after alcor takes up palps role hits it takes a sharp turn into crack terriotry

gremgeous the gem pillar OH HE WOULD

swbeeworm yESSSS

gremgeous the gem pillar Alcor takes one look at dooku and is like "youre the only one aroynd here with any sort of fashion sense" "And its HORRIBLE"

swbeeworm sljflskdjfsd

gremgeous the gem pillar Just roasts him And by extension everyone else too

swbeeworm dooku has NO IDEA what's going on but at this point ""palpatine"" or whatever's taken over him is ten minutes into a rant abt the layers on layers of boring robes jedi wear and at this point he'll take the backhanded compliment about his own style

gremgeous the gem pillar Akehdsjfssksgsjd

swbeeworm just to shut him up

gremgeous the gem pillar AKDHDJDGDJDHD Alco goes on a 30 minute rant on why suits are SO much more professional

swbeeworm snaps "palpatine" into a suit and goes "...except maybe for this guy idk if anything could make him look good"

gremgeous the gem pillar And its more of a backhanded insukt than a backhanded compliment but anything to shut the guy up, right?

swbeeworm how much we roasting palpatine here

gremgeous the gem pillar To a blackened crisp

swbeeworm as it should be

gremgeous the gem pillar Its better than his wrinkly old rasin look anyday

swbeeworm lskjdlsakjfdf agreed

gremgeous the gem pillar Be hard NOT to improve on that honestly But the dude sinks so low i bet hed somehow manage it

swbeeworm --alcor getting fed up w palpatine's body and just. showing up to the senate meetings, full alcor, eyes n his normal face n everything, in palpatine's robes, and when someone rightfully asks him who the hell is he, he just deadpans "i'd think by this point you'd recognize your own chancellor" and just straight insists he's palpatine (and has the knowledge to back it up) every time someone sputters

gremgeous the gem pillar Also i included the bit abt the journal 3 thing bc my saga of alcor repeating bill's patterns, behaviors, and ideas unknowlingly and without awareness that that is what he is doing shall continue >:3c

gremgeous the gem pillar AODHAJDBAKWJHEVEJDJDHSHSHSJWOWKJEHEE I LOVE IT OH HOW I LOVE OT ALSOWHSKJDISOSOAJAIW Oh gosh what if he fuckin

swbeeworm because at this point it's less about blending in and more about trolling the whole senate and being as distracting as possible  because with everyone paying attention to his trolling theyre less likely to notice the bills for clone rights n abolishing slavery n such that he's pushing thru in the background misdirection at its finest

gremgeous the gem pillar I was gonna say a thing abt alcor replacing palps b4 the election and so they did elect alcor to chancelorhoood But it might be funnier if he took him over AFTER abd still says that bit abt recognizing their own chancellor Oh gosh in that secind scenario it would be hilarious if the jedi are all  :blobglare: @alcor except for obi-wan who is all like "i am looking away" bc at least THIS guy (whiever the hell he is) has stopped being such a creep abt anakin

swbeeworm the jedi are sent in to figure out wtf is going on and. they, unfortunately, bewilderingly, confirm that this is the same person as the chancellor who'd been showing up recently??? same wii music/bleeding effect??

swbeeworm alcor, finding appointments with some random jedi kid on palpatine's calendar: wtf why is this creep trying to meet with a kid alone, yeah how about i cancel that

gremgeous the gem pillar AKDJDJD Alcor, looking at palpatibes planner: "every day i am more and more glad that i ate thig guys soul" "Like i knew it was oily but im suprised i havent got an upset stomach from it yet"

swbeeworm sjlskdfjsdf alcor the next day, after finding stuff abt the order 66 chip things, gagging: "i spoke too soon"

gremgeous the gem pillar Obi-wan to the council: hmm? Yes this is totally the chancellor, i know this because of all the previous meetings and close relationship he has had with my padawan which you allowed and helped facillitate- "Palpatine":[has a completley different body type, height, and face. Plus he actually has hair and is maybe even floating a little but its hard to be sure in those black and gold robes- and with a completely different voice] oh, yeah, totally, Im the chancellor and i totally know who this guy and that kid is yup yup yup-

gremgeous the gem pillar [UGLY LAUGHTER] AkdjskkdkdjsysAODJSJEUEIEIIEF

swbeeworm ASDKAFDF "palpatine": [grins with very sharp teeth at a nervous senator] council: "okay that is NOT normal" obi-wan, deadpan: "i'm sorry, it sounds like you're discriminating against non-human beings? that's not very jedi of you now is it"

gremgeous the gem pillar ALDHDJDHD Wait wait no what if its "This is completely normal behavior. I, as a human, know this for certain" "I can do this too, but i dont, because it is impolite, but hes the chancellor he can do whatever he wants"

swbeeworm asldksajflksdfjsdf;jsdf yes yes beautiful

gremgeous the gem pillar Alcor and obi-wan team up to be passive agressive at everyone who allowed palps and anakin to hang out ABOUT them letting an unsupervised minor chill w a suoer duper old guy Shoulda had a chaperone at LEAST Butalso

swbeeworm the other humans on the council: "uh, actually-" obi-wan: [manages to sip tea (which he shouldn't even have access to in a council meeting btw) with an aggressively polite smile and silent Threat] the other humans: "....um."

gremgeous the gem pillar "Thats not very jedi of you now is it" AODHSJSIDHALSVD IM HOWLING I LOVE IT THE SASS wheeze*

swbeeworm i live for obi-wan sass it gives me LIFE

gremgeous the gem pillar SAME oh its so good Love that one post where obj-wan is on tatooine and calls all the force ghosts to view his powperpoint presentation about how letting palps have acess to analin was a bad idea as hed been saying all along-

swbeeworm u need to know i wrote this with the "that's not very plus ultra of you" meme, which is a bnha offshoot of the "that's not very cash money of you" meme, in my head on repeat

gremgeous the gem pillar Ph him terrorizing all the people palpatine had in his pocket...... Ok this is veering into even MORE crack territory but at some poibt alcor replaces, uh, whats the dudes name, palps second in command - mess something-or-other? - with a nightmare Not just ANY nightmare But a DIFFERENT nightmare each day

swbeeworm ASDLSDFKLDJF PLEASE

gremgeous the gem pillar They took it upon themselves to go on rotation They couldn't decide who should go when alcor proposed the idea so its everyone One at a time They dont even look REMOTELY human Or like anything the galaxy has ever known or seen And theres no "secretive supernatural species" excuse for them to fall back on here lmao

swbeeworm random dude: "what is that???" alcor, cheerful: "that's my assistant" rd: "is that--is that supposed to be a sheep?" alcor: "no they're my assistant" nightmare: [sound that, if you ignore the reverb and microphone-screeching and kazoo effects, might be a "baaa"] alcor: [smiles aggressively wider with sharp teeth] rd: [sweats nervously]

gremgeous the gem pillar ALDJDKSIEJEHAJWJWHEI Obi-wan: i am still l :eyes:king away Anakin: oooh, the wool is so soft master. Come feel it! Obi-wan: really? Ooh youre right The council: ....

swbeeworm rd: "okay but this is a DIFFERENT one than yesterday right?? right???" alcor: "i have absolutely no idea what you're talking about :)" obi-wan, still with tea he should not have, this time with space whiskey mixed in: "sir i think you might be seeing things, they are clearly the same individual as yesterday"

gremgeous the gem pillar Mace: ...hrm it is quite soft- The rest of the council: ??? When did he get-

gremgeous the gem pillar AKDJDJDHDHD JUST LYING THROUGH HIS TEETH ALDJDHFJF

swbeeworm obi-wan looking mace dead in the eye and chugging his spiked tea which is more whiskey than tea at this point: "how dare you accuse me of lying.  me, after everything i've done for this council.  i am betrayed.  heartbroken.  never shall trust again.  i am leaving until i recover" -and promptly fucks off on a vacation with anakin

gremgeous the gem pillar The jedi start getting a LOT more missions about busting slave rings and giving aid in the outer rim - plus some more dimplomacy docused ones in regards to solving teeaties instead of putting down rebellions

-alcor shows up on the vacation with zero explanation and obi-wan at this point is like "fuck it why not" -a nightmare takes his place in palpatine's robes in the senate for the week they're gone

gremgeous the gem pillar ALSJSHDJDJSKDHEE Weirdly enough some of the more corrupt senators go missing after that week No one knows what hapoebed to them but the robes the "chancellor" wore that week have some awfully suspicious stains WAIT WAIT WHAT IF ITS NOT A NIGHTMARE WHAT IF ITS GOMPERS alcor didn't even ASK gompers to be there he was planning to not even warn anyone n just vanish but gompers just SHOWED UP the nightmares were the ones who put the robes on him

gremgeous the gem pillar Alcor doesn't even KNOW gomoers is there He gets back after the week and is like "what the heck" The nightmares are pretty proud of themselves for that one

swbeeworm the nightmares, collectively: "this is gonna be HILARIOUS" alcor, halfway across the galaxy, sees a newsfeed of a senate meeting with gompers in the robes in his place, and spits his drink clear across the room

he's only mad because he didn't think of it in the first place

gremgeous the gem pillar wheeze Hes proud of them

swbeeworm he IS

gremgeous the gem pillar Its so HILARIOUS

swbeeworm i pity anyone trying to read this mess later but i hope we at least make them laugh once

gremgeous the gem pillar Same Its such a joy Alcor teaches anakin the secret to mabel juice

swbeeworm oh no

gremgeous the gem pillar Only the children thank him The minders.... not so much

swbeeworm alcor: "okay so what i'm hearing is, the adult jedi have been making Stupid Decisions and not paying as much attention to the kids, as evidenced by them letting that one kid have meetings one on one with the creepy older guy i stopped putting effort into impersonating a month ago. so, clearly what needs to happen is something that forces the adults to pay attention to the kids and start keeping a closer eye on them, but it can't be something that actually hurts the kids because then i'd feel bad" alcor: "...." alcor: :blobamused:

gremgeous the gem pillar akdhdjsgshsjhdsjdjdj

swbeeworm alcor in a totally not suspicious trench coat and sunglasses: "hey. hey, kid. you wanna try some mabel juice?"

gremgeous the gem pillar AKDJDJDJDLFKFIFJIF WHEEZE "With the creepy older guy i stopped putting effort into impersonating a month ago" ALDJDBDJDJDDHDHDJDJDJDJDJDJDJSJDJEJEJE

gremgeous the gem pillar AKSJSHDJDJF

swbeeworm star wars kids: "mr chancellor why are you wearing that" alcor: "because i think it's funny" kids: "it isn't" alcor: "look do you want the juice or not"

gremgeous the gem pillar I LOVE ALL OF THAT LOOK DO YOU WANT THE JUICE OR NOT

swbeeworm i am having WAY too much fun with this ldjsldkfjdsf;

gremgeous the gem pillar "Were not supposed to take drugs from strangersl" "Its not- just take it!"

Hooooh man thats so funny Oh gosh Alcor uses a different time/date system

Than the star wars one

swbeeworm ooooooo yes

gremgeous the gem pillar Nit super sure where im going with this but.... Pretty sure he woukdnt know the star wars one At all Maybe the in-umuverse knockoff calendar maybe Hes wnough of a nerd to have that memorized But the star wars proper one

No, no i dont think he knows that one

swbeeworm nope no chance

gremgeous the gem pillar Omg yes

gremgeous the gem pillar Well its a good thing we have this..... and the mistaken sith version too :blobamused:

WAIT WAIT QAIT FLASH OF INSPIRATION ALCOR GIVING ANAKIN THE STRANGER DANGER PPT

swbeeworm i have 1 scene i can think of that actually almost made my friend cry and i have 1 au scene of a different au of mine where a character who canonically dies and gets brought back to life...doesn't come back (which is extra angst bc this is a Ghost Seeing Fic) and both of these i wrote at like 3-4am

swbeeworm SDFJKSDLFSJf YES :blobamused:

gremgeous the gem pillar Alcor: "you know, i usually save this one for the kids who followed the stranger with the nice candy into the alleyway and end up as sacrifices but I feel like you could benefit from it too"

swbeeworm alcor: "no talking to suspicious ppl" anakin: "except you right?" alcor: "....in any other situation i'd say no but if i say that you're just gonna up and leave (i see that grin thanks very much) so in this one singular personal case it is fine that you trust my very suspicious self"

gremgeous the gem pillar AKSJSJDJJD "My very suspicious self" Aksjdhdd

swbeeworm obi-wan, straight up knocking back shots now: "the man has a point anakin"

gremgeous the gem pillar Haha nice Obi-wan is taking notes Hes also re-inventing alcoholic mabel juice He weaseled the recipie out of the kids

swbeeworm asldfkjsdlkfjd imagine if somehow SIDIOUS CAME BACK and tries to take back over the senate but everyone at this point is used to alcor and one of two things happens: 1) they assume this is alcor messing with them with a clone/double (they don't know how he'd do it but at this point given his "assistants", the goat that somehow made more eloquent speeches than the "human", and the other things involved, they wouldn't put it past him) and just ignore him 2) they look between the real palpatine who'd been pushing thru some very sketchy bills, and between alcor who's been sneaking through law after law protecting all kinds of sentients, and they turn back to palpatine and go "how dare you impersonate the chancellor" and kick him out

swbeeworm at this point he deserves it tbh

gremgeous the gem pillar AKDJDJDHFDJDJDJD Ok i preffer him dead and gone and forgotten in favor of alcor (its what he deserves) but oh those are hilarious

swbeeworm agreed to both counts alsdjalsdk

gremgeous the gem pillar ESPECIALLY if the senate chooses to keep alcor over palps XD Ph man we can work that into him being dead and gone too- alcor starts dispersing the power and the other half of the senate w bail and padme are like "yeah seems legit" along w obi-wan The jedi only put like, a token effort into investigating and are more put out by trying to figure out what happened to the real palpatine and all his past shady dealings than exposing the current "palpatine" for a fake

swbeeworm palpatine: "excuse me?? i am the chancellor of this republic" councilmembers, with the same deadpan as alcor's been pulling on them all year: "sir, i think you're confused. this is the chancellor" [points to alcor, in palpatine's robes from his closet, making no attempt to hide his lack of resemblance to palpatine, with a nightmare at his side wearing a small top hat that proclaims its position as "chancellor's assistant"] palpatine: [screams of frustration]

gremgeous the gem pillar Once they reaize the shift in mission assignments can be attributed to new palp

gremgeous the gem pillar AKDJDJDJSJSJSBEJSJSJSHSJSKS

swbeeworm yesss this

gremgeous the gem pillar I wanna say maul gets the joy and pleasure of offibg palpatine the second time in that version

swbeeworm FINALLY they get a chance to pull one back over on someone, pass along the suffering a little bit

swbeeworm oh definitely

oh shit we've been at this for an hour

gremgeous the gem pillar Maul comes back and offs palps and evrryone is jist like "Maul!!! How?!?" And completley ignore the palpatibe corpse 2.0 Ajdhhd so we have Niiiight book

Also from a tumblr post the phrase "your pal friendpatine" is hilarious and i think yall shoukd enjoy it too As is "SOMEHOW... MAUL RETURNS" Both taken from the same post lol Okokok so switchibg tracks for a bit Revisiting Some groundwork for the mistaken sith version Alcor is there..... because al-v was there first, made friends with the droid army mid clone war, and caled his dad in to help Which puts alcors initial point of contact as the separost foot soldiers

gremgeous the gem pillar No matter what the dominant language alcor has most recently been using OH OH OH ALCOR WITH ACESS TO OTHER UNIVERSE SLANG CONFUSING ALL THE SENATE WITH HIS NONSENSICAL PHRASES AND IDIOMS AND SLANG/PROFANITY LIKE "over the moon" AND "hot belgian waffles" AND "fuck" "Palpatine": [drops paperwork he JUST spent so much time disorganizing (as in putting in a dissaray)] FUCK Senator: .... sir, what is a 'fuck' "Palpatine": ......... im not explaining that to you Or conversley he makes smth up Alcor, upon realizing the most common swear word is "kriff': yeaht hats stupid im not saying that Alcor mercilessly roasting the star wars profanity And how stupid they all sound. This one is great for the al-v and alcor make friend w a droid army and maybe-sorta steal them while massivelt confusing and mystifying everyone along the way, bc why not add a language barrier on top of all the other assumptions and misunderstandings >:D But also at the same time it would make sense for him to have got thw local language in an infodump somewhere along the line (maybe an older version) if its located in a different galaxy but the same universe........... but also what if theyre just suoer far away so he didnt get priority acess...... or even if he traveled back in time ............. [Shrug] idk Mwanwhile inexplicably having the same language is hilarious in the demon lose in the senate ons but also imagine alcor pretending to be palpatine while unable to speak the common tongue lolol I know it wouldnt work (he has to be able to understand palpatine on some level to take MASSIVE advantage of him and eat his soul) but it is hilarious to think abt the shenanigans............ OH GOSH ALCOR TAKING CONTROL OF THE SENAT BUT BEING UNABLE TO R E A D AKDBSKSKJFF Okokok Imagine the basic/english language inexplicably being the same structure w a few different words and concepts...... when spoken And completley different when written down SO ALCOR CAN SPEAK BUT HE CANT READ Meanwhile in mistaken for a sith land alcor either doesnt have any knowledge of the local language or else gets a SUPER OLD AND POSSIBLE DEAD LANGUAGE in an infodump (to help feed the misunderstandings and rumors and future clashes w the sith and the jedi hehhehheh) bc semi-omniscience is not total omniscience and so is not everything and, once again, is not very helpful But ill leave off for tonight on the thought of alcor, lose in the senate, in the seat of the chancellor, lord of all paperwork for the galactic republic....... and able to read NONE of it And barely understands it too (demons are not ones for politics, Brian the Organ Duck and his 200 year sucessful presidency run aside) (his is soemthing of the exception, not the rule.) Meanwhile all those humanitarian aid bills and the like are all being passed by bail and padmes group all over the place bc their strange and inexplicable source of resistance was devoured like, a week ago Not ones to look a gift horse in ths mouth until AFTER they get what they want the group passes a ton of bills without delay - and manages to break up a few monopolies along the way Now im not saying that "palpatine" suddenly acting off and the bills facing a lot less resistance is a noticeable coincidence...... and around the same time he stops asking after anakin ............... but im totally saying they notice it and realize its probably, absolutely, not a coincidence and theyre not going to say anything bc they like this new "palpatine" better. Despite all the other mindbending weirdness and mindfuckery going on there The jedi are only mad abt alcor bc a few of their own started bleeding from the eyes nose and ears when they tried to investigate initially so theyre a little ticked off abt that, which, fair.

Also the blantant lying and lack of trying on alcors part is a little insulting to them as a whole ("does he think we'll really fall for that") and is slightly concerning to them ("who the heck is this, someone is inpersonating the chancellor of the ENTIRE REPUBLIC-" Which is, admittedly, a little concern worthy)  but if the council is honest (or some of the council anyway) with themselves its pretty much the darn best entertainmnt theyve had in a good long while, headaches aside, sot ehyll focus more on the okd palpatines dissapernace and dealings than the new "palpatine" so long as he doesnt start doing anything ACTIVELY damaging to the republic. A little mischief doesnt technically count as harm- and hey theys preffer to find the og chancellor b4 upsetting and potnetially causing the new one to do smth drastic by attsmpting to out him (not that alcor would, its so much funnier to deny everything to their faces while blatantly lying but they dont know that. So caution (and stress) it is)

[lupinlongbottom]

Friend in Spirit

Ghost!Cedric Diggory x Reader

Summary: (Y/N) (L/N) is alone, entirely alone in the halls of Hogwarts castle. That is, until a silver friend comes to greet her. 

Prompt: I was wondering if you could do a Ghost!Cedric x reader where he finds her upset and then they become friends and possibly smth more. Aha ha...unless? Thanks! - Anon

Word Count: 5.5k

Warnings: Death (obviously), maybe a swear

A/N: I really liked this prompt! I had a lot of fun with it! Something about Cedric Diggory really just inspires me, you know?

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She knew it was a bad idea, to be running through the halls so late at night, she wasn’t thick. However, like the tears clouding her vision, her mind was a bit hazy. (Y/N) let her feet be her guide, the castle hallways etched into her memory like the lyrics of her favorite song, constant and relentless.

Finding herself to be alone, (Y/N) slid herself against the wall, falling flat onto the floor, knees pinned to her chin. The tears were salty, finding their way past her lips. She hated the taste.

“Are you alright?” A voice bellowed, as if from above. 

(Y/N) froze for a moment. Perhaps a Prefect had found her outside her dorm this late into the evening, or worse, a professor. (Y/N) didn’t dare look up, afraid she’d lose herself a heaping of House points. Maybe, if she stayed still, they’d pity her. 

“I’m not a Professor,” the voice admitted, almost sensing her worries, “or a Prefect.”

(Y/N)’s eyes glanced upward, only to be met with a hazy figure, glowing silver like the moonlight. Tell-tale appearance of a ghost. However, this figure looked nothing like the ghosts (Y/N) had been accustomed to in her years at Hogwarts, finding solace in the almost laughable appearances of the House ghosts, each a character in their own right. This one looked to be a boy, around her age.

“Who are you?” (Y/N) said, pressing her knees closer to herself, trying to seem as small as possible. 

“A friend,” the silver ghost responded, smiling, “seems like you could use one right about now, no?”

“I suppose,” (Y/N) sniffled, her hand running across the bottom of her nose rather unceremoniously.

“Sorry if I frightened you,” the ghost continued, floating down onto the ground, sitting crosslegged. “I sometimes forget that I can—uh—that this can have that effect on people.”

“Takes a bit more than a ghost to frighten me,” (Y/N) said, loosening her grip against herself, just a bit. The ghost, his name still a mystery, looked kind, almost gentle. How had she not come across this ghost before?

“Good to know,” the ghost said, his shoulders relaxing. “I would imagine that someone like you would need to have a bit of nerve to be running through the castle so late, unafraid of the consequences.”

“It’s not a habit of mine,” (Y/N) said, “but I needed to get out of there, anyway I could.”

“Get out of where?”

“My dorm,” (Y/N) said plainly, “my roommates, they…” She couldn’t bring herself to finish her thought. “Never mind that, just know that I had to get away, spend some time,” she glanced at the silver boy, “alone.”

“Well,” the boy laughed, floating a few inches off the ground, his posture not changing. “I’ve found it quite difficult to be alone, especially at this castle no doubt,” he sighed, as if to let out a breath. Could ghosts even breathe? Or was it a habit from his previous life? (Y/N) couldn’t recall a time she saw one of the House ghosts breathing.

“No kidding,” (Y/N) said, burying her face back into her knees.

“If you’d really like to be left alone, I can go,” he said, floating a bit higher. He turned his gaze back to (Y/N). “But, I find you quite good company, and I’d feel awful to let you go that easily.”

“Good company?” (Y/N) asked, “You don’t even know my name.”

“Alright,” he smiled, “what’s your name?”

“Cheeky,” (Y/N) laughed lightly, feeling herself smile just a bit. “(Y/N). (Y/N) (L/N).”

“(Y/N)…” he repeated, the sound filling the air. “It’s a nice name. Pretty.”

(Y/N) felt her face heat up, the compliment hitting her square in the chest. How silly it was, to allow the words of a ghost to affect her so bad. She shook her head a bit. 

“Well?” (Y/N) said, giving the ghost a pointed look. “Don’t you have a name?”

“Oh, right,” the ghost laughed, “been a while since anyone’s asked for that,” he glanced at the ground, as if he had to think about it. “It’s—uh—Amos.”

“Have a last name, Amos?” (Y/N) asked, allowing herself to let go of her knees, the position growing rather taxing.

“Seems that I’ve—well, you know how these things are—I’ve forgotten,” Amos laughed, rubbing the back of his neck. “Ghosts sometimes have a tough time recalling details, you see. Our past life sort’ve dwindles away…”

“Does it?” (Y/N) asked, growing curious. “That’s awfully sad…”

“It’s not so bad,” Amos shrugged. “I can still remember quite a lot, my parents, my time here at school, what House I was in—”

“What House?” (Y/N) asked quickly, as if it were the most important question she’d ever had asked. “I’m in (Y/H).”

“Hufflepuff,” Amos said, his chest puffing just a bit. “Proud about it. Looked rather good in yellow, too,” he laughed.

“I can imagine,” (Y/N) said, feeling herself smiling at his joke, her legs falling flat against the floor. 

“There,” Amos said, “you’re not crying anymore. Knew it would take only a moment.”

“Was that why you came here?” (Y/N) asked, “To try and get me to stop crying?”

“Felt rude not to,” Amos said honestly. “It seems rather rude to let a lady sob her eyes out.”

“A lady?” (Y/N) scoffed. “How old-fashioned. How old are you? Eighty?”

“Nope. Seventeen. Well, I was seventeen. I think I’m a bit older now,” Amos said, his face fallen. As if sprung back in an instant, his smile returned. “At least I get to be seventeen forever, right? No scraggly beard or wrinkles to worry about.”

“You were only seventeen?” (Y/N) asked, her own worries set aside. “That’s horrible! You were so young and—”

“Young forever,” Amos smiled, unbroken. “I know how sad it must seem, to see such a young ghost, but honestly, don’t mind yourself about it,” he waved his hand as if it were nothing, “I’ve had a bit of time to reflect on myself and my state, no need to worry a beautiful girl about it, either.”

(Y/N) was certain that her cheeks were shining brighter than the night sky. He had called her beautiful, something she wasn’t quite used to hearing. It didn’t help that the ghost in question was unequivocally handsome, albeit, still a ghost.

“Why haven’t I seen you around the castle?” (Y/N) asked finally, the question nagging at the back of her mind. “I’ve run into nearly every other ghost— the House ghosts, Myrtle, even that other boy Duncan—but not you, Amos. Why?”

“Blimey, you’ve even come across Duncan?” Amos laughed, propelling himself higher into the air. “That bloke is harder to pin down than a Cornish Pixie,” he turned back to (Y/N), who looked nearly unimpressed. “Well, to tell you the truth… I’m not exactly keen on being seen.”

“Obviously,” (Y/N) said plainly, “otherwise I’d have at least heard of you before.”

“I suppose I had gotten enough of the attention and fanfare when I was alive,” Amos shrugged, allowing himself to float through the pillar to his left, as if to prove he indeed was not alive. “Thought I could quiet things down for a few years—decades maybe—before I jumped back into things.”

“You’ve been here for decades?” (Y/N) felt her heart nearly drop.

“Oh!” Amos shook his head quickly, dropping back to the ground, legs crossed. “No, only a couple of years. Well, I reckon it’s been close to a decade, anyway…”

“Being alone for such a long time…” (Y/N) said, her voice barely a whisper. “That must be just dreadful.”

“Weren’t you the one who was just going on about how you’d like to be left alone?” Amos smirked, trying to lighten the mood.

“You know what I mean,” (Y/N) said almost annoyed. “I’m sorry that you’ve had to be alone, no one should be alone for such a long time…”

“Alright,” Amos said, flying to his feet. “Then I won’t,” he pointed at (Y/N), “come visit me, then.”

“You say it like I can just waltz around this castle on a dime—”

“Didn’t stop you tonight,” Amos said, his hands on his hips. (Y/N) looked rather unimpressed. “Look, I wouldn’t be asking if I didn’t mean it. I rather fancy your company,” he smiled, “frankly, this is the most contact I’ve had with another person in years. You’d make a fine friend.”

“I just…” (Y/N) sat for a moment, mulling her options over. Not everyday did a ghost—one who quite tickled her fancy—ask to be in contact with you. Certainly she never turned down the opportunity for a new friend, even if he was dead. The risks were high, but the payoff seemed to be worth it. “Alright.”

“Alright?” Amos’ eyes lit up, his dazzling grin shining bright against the moonlight. 

“Once a week,” (Y/N) concluded, pushing herself up the wall, back onto her feet. “I don’t think I can manage much more than that, I’d run out of excuses as to why I was out of my dorm so late at night—you do want to meet at night, right?”

“Well we certainly can’t meet while you’re in class, can we?” Amos smirked, his posture softening. 

“Cheeky,” (Y/N) laughed, holding her hand out. “Alright, it’s a deal. Once a week,” she stiffened her arm, “well? What’re you—oh,” (Y/N) felt her fat grow hot with embarrassment. Amos tipped his head to the side, almost in confusion. 

“Ah, I suppose you’d like to shake on it, hm?” Amos asked, resulting in a rather meek nod from (Y/N). He smiled, reaching his own silver arm out to meet hers, but missing her hand by an inch. “Alright, let’s shake on it, then.”

(Y/N) hesitantly moved her hand, reaching out to touch Amos’ silver one, almost expecting to feel nothing at all. What she didn’t anticipate was the cold. The air in which would hypothetically contain the boy’s hand was as cold as a winter’s night. But, it didn’t alarm her in the slightest. While the cold was a bit jarring, she could still feel his presence—or what she assumed was his presence—he felt like he was real, or real enough in the moment before his fingers managed to poke through her hand.

“Whoops,” Amos laughed, retreating his hand back to his side. “Sorry about that, I’ve never tried—”

“It’s fine,” (Y/N) said, shaking her head. She quickly rubbed her eyes, feeling the stiffness in her eyelids fall. Talking with Amos had indeed calmed her down, as she had grown finally tired enough for sleep. “I’ll see you around?”

“Next week,” Amos nodded, watching (Y/N) turn towards the empty corridor.

“See you then, Amos,” (Y/N) said, waving lightly before entering into the darkness, prepared to return to her dorm, ready to face her roommates—a part of her hoping they had also gone to sleep.

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(Y/N) found solace in her new friend. True to her word, Amos and (Y/N) met once a week in the corridor, late into the evening. They had met like that for a few months now and (Y/N) was finding herself wanting to chat with Amos more and more. So, they compromised to meet as needed, with (Y/N) coming to their corridor at the time she needed and Amos would be there to listen. It was nice, to have a friend that would listen and actually care for their wellbeing.

Of course, being friends with a ghost had its challenges. For one, (Y/N) kept Amos a secret, per his wishes, so it was always odd to mention something her ‘friend’ had said in passing. Many would press to know who that ‘friend’ was, but thought nothing of it, as (Y/N) liked to keep to herself anyway. She also found it difficult when she would accidentally offer Amos a snack, mostly out of habit. It was the little things, she knew, that they took for granted in this unorthodox situation.

When the Easter break had passed and school was coming back into session, (Y/N) was quick to realize her growing sour mood over the break was from the lack of time she had with Amos. It was only a little over a week, but (Y/N) understood that her dear friend was someone she could confide in almost anything with, something she sought so desperately to find. It was that night, a night in the middle of June, weeks now caught back up, that she finally felt back to normal.

“Amos?” (Y/N) asked, her back pressed against the floor. She had been laying just right—good enough to see the stars through the window—Amos floating in the air above her.

“Yeah?” Amos answered, only letting a beat pass between them, almost a hesitation.

“I never told you—never shared why I was here all those months ago, did I?” (Y/N) said, pushing herself upward, weight on her hands. Amos shook his head, the silver mop of hair falling into his eyes, a sight that (Y/N) felt enchanted by. 

“You mentioned it was something to do with your roommates. I didn’t press you about it then—I don’t want to press you about it now, if you don’t want to talk about it,” Amos said decidedly.

“I want to talk about it,” (Y/N) said, fully sitting up, “on my own accord, for me. I guess? I don’t know. It feels odd to have kept that from you, when I’ve been so open and honest about everything else.” 

“Oh…” Amos said, glancing down. “Right.”

“It’s nothing big!” (Y/N) said hurriedly, almost afraid she had struck a nerve with her silver friend. “Actually it’s pretty sad when you take a look back at it, I would say I was overreacting, just a bit…” (Y/N) twiddled her thumbs, “Honestly, the reason I was running through the halls that night is because my roommates were making jokes about me—”

“To your face?” Amos said, cutting (Y/N) off. “That’s nothing to scoff at, (Y/N)!”

“No!” (Y/N) laughed, waving her hands. “I overheard it before coming into our room. Not to my face—”

“Still, they were making jokes?” Amos looked worried, his eyebrows nearly touching. “Again, that’s not nothing, (Y/N)—”

“Okay, so it’s not nothing,” (Y/N) agreed, feeling her smile fade. “But, I’m not hurt by it anymore. My roommates and I have had the chance to talk it out—thanks to you, you know.”

“To me?” Amos asked, his face relaxing.

“Yeah,” (Y/N) nodded, her smile growing again. “Chatting with you made me realize that I don’t and shouldn’t care about what other people say about me,” she turned to Amos, “especially if I don’t really fancy their opinion of me anyway.”

“I don’t reckon I ever said anything along those lines…” Amos said.

“You didn’t,” (Y/N) said, shaking her head. “But, after hanging with you so often, it made me realize that there’s only a few people who I really care for,” her eyes flicked to the ground, “at least, a few people who’s opinions of me that I’d actually care for…”

“I guess that makes sense,” Amos said, floating nearly in circles around (Y/N), his hand plastered to his chin in thought. “Though, may I ask…?” He trailed for a moment, floating in one spot, (Y/N)’s gaze lifting directly upward, their eyes meeting. “Who’s opinions would you actually care for?”

“Oh—uhm—that’s…” (Y/N) knew her face was at the very least two shades darker than before, a feat she grew used to feeling. A soft sigh escaped her lips. “I mean, I suppose… it would be you, Amos—maybe my mum or dad—but I meant you, when I said that.”

“Oh…” Amos said, floating down to the ground, disappearing nearly into the floor beneath (Y/N)’s feet.

“Goodness, it feels like a weight has just been lifted off my chest!” (Y/N) nearly sang, closing her eyes lightly. She flicked them open to glance back up at her silver friend.“ I’m glad that we don’t have any more secrets—uh, Amos?” (Y/N) said, noticing and kneeling down to the head on the floor, his face tuned away from her. “Are you alright?”

“Perfectly fine,” Amos said, not turning around, his voice almost muffled.

“Amos?” (Y/N) said, gently tiptoeing around his head, hoping to make eye contact. He continued to turn. “Amos…” (Y/N) said, a bit more pointedly this time. “Stop spinning!” 

He stopped.

“Amos, what’s gotten into you?” (Y/N) asked, watching her friend rise from the floor. 

“Nothing,” Amos lied, crossing his arms. “Look, you don’t want to be late for your assembly, right?”

“But that’s not for another hour at least—”

“Still, you should probably meet with your Head of House and get ready… black robes and whatnot…” Amos said, his voice dropping low.

“It’s the same assembly every year, Amos,” (Y/N) said, trying to reach out to him, her hand passing through his arm effortlessly. “Always on the 24th of June—surely you’ve gone, right? Almost all the House ghosts are there…”

“The 24th of June isn’t a day I like to remember,” Amos mumbled, floating down the hall, further away from (Y/N).

“What?” (Y/N) said, skipping after the floating boy. “Amos?”

“Look,” Amos turned around quickly, his face hardened. “Just go get ready for your assembly—don’t expect me to be here when you get back—”

“Amos? What on earth are you going on about?!” (Y/N) nearly screamed, her voice trailing through the empty corridor. Their corridor. “Not be here when I get back?” 

“Look, (Y/N),” Amos said plainly, “I haven’t… been exactly truthful to you either…” Amos turned back around. “After today—the assembly—you’ll… understand…”

“What do you mean? You’re still not making any sense—just, tell me what you need to, I don’t mind that you kept—”

“It’s not exactly something as easy as bluffing about why you cried,” Amos said, his voice low. “I just think it’s best to stop this—us meeting—you won’t be able to look at me the same way after the assembly.”

“Amos—”

“It’s… for the best,” he said, floating down the hallway, a sadness laced through his voice. He left (Y/N) standing alone, disappearing through the nearest wall, never to see her again.

(Y/N) felt inclined to think so too.

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Diggory Day—the title coined by the father of the fallen—was to remember the life of Cedric Diggory, Hogwarts Champion and role model to many. The assembly was a tradition instilled the same year as Remembrance Day—the anniversary of the Battle of Hogwarts—a feat accomplished by one Harry Potter, inclined to not only remember those fallen on the second of May, 1998, but also a dear friend on the day he had fallen too.

Normally, (Y/N) found the assembly dull, Cedric Diggory had passed more than 10 years ago, the Battle of Hogwarts nearly as long. It was the same schtick every year, a foreword by the Headmistress—usually about how inspiring Diggory had been—a testament to the school. As long as (Y/N) had attended Hogwarts, his father had attended too, to share memories of his son, to engulf the minds of the young students and inspire them to do greater. It was the norm for most students to take the afternoon hour to catch a kip or completely zone out. If (Y/N) was honest with herself, she found it easier and easier to catch a kip as each year passed. This afternoon, however, she was determined to stay awake—to understand why Amos felt the need to cut her out of his life—by any means necessary.

Black school robes were required, no different than Remembrance Day, the entire Great Hall was flooded with darkness. Gold banners adorned the walls—a nod to the fallen’s House. (Y/N) found her seat next to her roommates, the look of boredom already sunken into their features. The Headmistress took to the podium, silencing any idle chatter that lingered throughout the hall. Her speech was no different than years prior, same deal. However, the saddened man—no older than 50—tucked away to the side, his face pale. He looked no different than (Y/N) remembered him, the pain in his eyes was hard to forget.  

“…now, I believe Mr. Diggory has a few words,” Headmistress McGonagall finished, gesturing her hand over to the man in the corner. “Amos, if you would.”

Amos?

“Thank you Minerva,” the man—Amos, presumably—said, pushing himself up from his seat. His steps to the podium were slow in pace, almost as if his sadness had weighed him down. “Thank you, students of Hogwarts, for allowing me to speak yet again.”

“Amos…” (Y/N) mumbled under her breath, repeating the speaker’s name once again. “But…”

As if like lightening had struck, the pieces of the puzzle all clicked into place. (Y/N)’s friend, the one she had grown to care deeply for—perhaps even love—wasn’t just any student at all, but the son of the speaker before her.

Cedric Diggory.

The room almost felt still, the noise around her blanking out, her focus entirely on her racing mind. All the mumbling about today, how he’d rather forget it all, the reasons Cedric had to lie to her about who he was—nothing was comforting to ease her thoughts. He had chosen to go by his father’s name, that couldn’t be a coincidence, right? Actively using a name that meant something so dear to him, something entirely other than his own—means something in the grand scheme of their interactions. Had everything else been a lie? No, that was something (Y/N) was sure of. Amos—Cedric—was not one to lie to her, at least, beside the obvious.

“…my son was a courageous young man, bright beyond his years,” Mr. Diggory said, holding a sniffle back. “He was my pride and joy, a testament to what a student, no, a son, should be. Honest, caring and loyal, the traits of his House flowed through him. Hufflepuff was a fine fit for my boy…”

The rest of the assembly finished as it always had, with a hymn sung by the Hogwarts Frog choir—apparently a favorite of Cedric’s. The students rose from their seats, eager to enjoy the rest of their day off from studies and classes. Should she approach Amos—the real Amos? Ask him about his son? Before she made up her mind, her hand was pulling at the back of the older man’s robes.

“Oh,” Mr. Diggory turned around, his brows nearly touching his receding hairline. “Hello…”

“Mr. Diggory,” (Y/N) said, releasing her grip, her hands twisting between themselves. “You don’t know me, but I’m (Y/N) (L/N) and—”

“Miss. (L/N), would you please follow your fellow students back to your common room? Mr. Diggory has a prior engagement,” Headmistress McGonagall said, her eyes stern.

“Oh, Minerva, I’m sure she’ll only be a moment,” Mr. Diggory said, waving her away dismissively. The Headmistress paused for a moment, mulling over her options, but proceeded to engage in a conversation with the Herbology Professor, Professor Longbottom, instead.

“Mr. Diggory, I’ve heard you speak for a couple of years now,” (Y/N) restarted, feeling slightly more sure of herself. “But this year, your words really resonated with me—”

“I’m glad an old man like myself could enlighten a bright mind like yours, Miss. (L/N),” Mr. Diggory smiled, a warmth softening his features. “May I ask why this year resonated with you versus the years prior?”

“I have this… new friend, you see,” (Y/N) said, planning to be vague. “I didn’t understand him as deeply as I thought, but when you talked so truthfully and lovingly about your son, Cedric, I just… it made sense, I guess. He’s an… awful lot like him,” (Y/N) said honestly.

“Well, he sounds like a fine young man,” Mr. Diggory said, his smile not fading.

“He had recently lied to me, about something big…” (Y/N) took a deep breath, unsure of her next words. “I’m having a hard time understanding why he did what he did…”

“Oh,” Mr. Diggory said quietly. “Well, I’m sure he had his reasons, most people do.”

“Even if they’re honest about everything else?”

“In my experience, those who are honest at heart tend to protect those whom they love, or what they love, even if it means lying,” Mr. Diggory said thoughtfully, his hand resting on his coat pocket.

“I see,” (Y/N) said, her eyes downcast.

“But,” Mr. Diggory continued, his gaze locked on the young student before him. She glanced back up. “I’m sure with an open heart and mind, you can find it in yourself to forgive him for his choices,” he smiled yet again, “maybe he’ll find it in himself to forgive himself too.”

“I’m not so sure,” (Y/N) said, her hand gripping the sleeve of her robes tightly. “He was very clear about… not talking to me again.”

“He just may be misguided,” Mr. Diggory said plainly, his hand grasping around a gold pocket watch. “Ah, I’m so sorry, but I have to cut our conversation short, but that prior engagement is coming up shortly,” he smiled again, “I do hope your friend comes around, Miss.(L/N), you seem like you have a good head on your shoulders.”

“Thank you, Mr. Diggory,” (Y/N) said, feeling herself bow forward a bit. “I appreciate it.” With another sad smile, Mr. Diggory exited the Great Hall, (Y/N) taking another second to regain herself.

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She sat in the corridor for what seemed like hours, watching the sun set beyond the horizon. Her robe was long but forgotten against the floor beside her feet, seated tightly against the wall.

“Cedric…” (Y/N) mumbled into her knees, gripping herself against her chest tightly.

As if on command, what seemed to be a silver wisp blew past her eyes, quickly and almost uncertainly. She glanced up, her eyes meeting with the silvery ones of her dear friend.

“So…” Cedric said, hovering above (Y/N). “You know…”

“Cedric, look—”

“I don’t need your pity,” Cedric said, turning around. “I lied to you, about who I was…” he settled onto the ground, mimicking (Y/N)’s posture and seating. “It’s… horrific.”

“No!” (Y/N) said far too quickly, her cheeks flushing in embarrassment. “I-I mean, no, Cedric,” she took a breath, “look, you lied—yeah that’s a fact—but you only really lied about your name.”

“So?”

“So,” (Y/N) repeated, “you’re still you, Cedric, name change be damned. You’re not suddenly a murderer or deranged psychopath, right?”

Cedric smiled lightly. “No, I suppose not.”

“You had your reasons,” (Y/N) said simply, “reasons that maybe I’ll never understand, but you did it to protect yourself, right?” Cedric nodded. “I mean, it’s been over 10 years since you’ve… left. I bet you haven’t exactly had a friend in all those years…”

“What gave that away? My knack for social skills?” Cedric smiled, crossing his arms.

“Perhaps,” (Y/N) grinned lightly, feeling a bit lighter at Cedric’s joking tone. “But you know what I mean. I forgive you, Cedric, I do.”

Cedric looked to stop floating, his feet nearly touching the ground. Besides the silver hue of his entire body, he looked nearly alive, nearly and entirely human. His face twisted in confusion for just a moment, before relaxing entirely. A sliver of silver ran down his cheek—a single tear. 

“I shouldn’t be forgiven—not by you, not by anyone,” Cedric said, bringing his jumper sleeve up to his cheek, wiping the tear away. “You have a bigger heart than I do—”

“By anyone? Cedric, of course you deserve to be forgiven!” (Y/N) said, reaching forward, balancing her hands above his shoulders—it wasn’t the same, but it was something. “Everyone makes mistakes—”

“It wasn’t a mistake!” Cedric screamed, flying backwards, his face distorted. “I died, (Y/N)!” He pulled his arms to his chest, heaving forward—almost in pain. “I died, (Y/N)…” Cedric repeated, his voice a whisper, “I died and I didn’t even get to say goodbye…”

“Say goodbye…?” (Y/N) let her hands to fall at her sides, trying to make sense of her friend’s words. “You don’t mean—”

“My father was there, when Harry brought back my body,” Cedric said softly, “I saw the whole thing. The anguish, the sadness in his eyes…” He took a deep breath. “I didn’t understand, I knew I died, I saw the green blast—how could I see and hear the sadness in my father?” Cedric asked, almost to himself. “I looked down and saw myself floating high above the crowd—a ghost.”

“You didn’t…choose to be a ghost?”

“Not on purpose,” Cedric shook his head, “I guess my ‘unfinished business’ was greater than the great beyond—so to speak.”

“Saying goodbye to your father?” (Y/N) asked, nearly a second later she realized it was a stupid observation.

“Year after year I sat in this castle,” Cedric floated to the window, gazing at the setting sun. “Watching my father come and speak to students—the pain still fresh in his words—I can’t bring myself to face him. I couldn’t even bring myself to show my face to anyone…”

“Until me…?”

“Until you.”

“Why me?” (Y/N) asked plainly, her voice almost broken.

“When I saw you that night, the pain in your face—the anguish—I couldn’t just sit idly by and let you deal with that. Not when you were still alive,” Cedric shook his head, “alive and far too pure to be dealing with that pain.”

“So, if I were a ghost, it’d be okay to deal with it?” (Y/N) felt her tone grow more accusatory, her arms crossing. “Pain is pain, Cedric—alive or not—you feel it regardless—”

“Regardless, sure,” Cedric said, waving his hand, “but I deserve the pain—”

“No one deserves that pain!” (Y/N) finally shouted. “You died—a horrific and terrible fate—but just because you feel like you deserve it, doesn’t make it so!” Her face felt flushed, the anger rising within her, tears pricking her eyes. “You’re kind, caring and loyal—”

“I was—”

“Hate to break it to you, Cedric, but I didn’t know you when you were alive, yeah?” (Y/N) spat. “I only know you now, and that’s what you still are, especially to me…” she glanced down at her feet, “my greatest friend…”

“Great friend I am…” Cedric mumbled, tapping his foot. “I abandoned you—”

“I love you!” (Y/N) exclaimed, a tear rolling down her cheek. “I love you, Cedric, and you left me because you thought it was right,” she wiped the tear away. “Your father loves you, Cedric, so deeply. But you just sit up here like—like a coward!” Cedric’s face was almost like stone, unchanging and unmoving. “You have this chance to make it right—say goodbye to your father—but you don’t. You’re hurting yourself more than the people who love you.”

“He could never forgive me—”

“I forgave you,” (Y/N) shrugged, “and your father loves you more than anyone in this world or otherwise—of course he’ll forgive you Cedric.”

“It’s foolish, you know?” Cedric said. “To love a ghost?”

“I don’t care,” (Y/N) shook her head. “Romantic—platonic—whatever. I care about you, Cedric, so deeply,” once more, she reached out to touch his shoulder. “I’ll help you get to that place, to get to the right place to see your father—wether that be next year or the next—I’ll do it, Cedric.”

“You…” Cedric said, his chest heaving in silent sobs. He allowed his head to fall forward. “Thank you, (Y/N),” a silver hand reached up to cover (Y/N)’s, “thank you…”

The touch felt cool—like that familiar winter’s night. The sensation only a reminder of the worlds between the two, a constant in their relationship and partnership. Alive or gone, they were together and ready to take on the world. One day, Cedric would find it in himself to approach his father, but today? Today he confided in the comfort of a friend, and maybe that was enough.  

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so this is spiderbyte wip which i cannot be bothered to finish but i thought it would be cute n funny if sombra makes them go on a legal vacay together like they go on tripadvisor and dress up like tourists and theyre using their sick days or smth not that i think talon would give either of them sick days since its a terrorist organization.. lol ANYWAY hv fun :)

Widow has no idea how Sombra pulled it off, but she’s hardly surprised since doing unthinkable, and unthinkably stupid, things is sort of Sombra’s schtick. So, here she is, standing in a commercial airport with a neck pillow wedged around her peach-painted elbow and two 4-wheel suitcases at her hip, waiting for her girlfriend to finish taking a piss.

She is, on some level, excited for this actually legal, Talon-cleared weekend-long vacation. It’s not that she thinks she’ll get bored or hate it—after all, Sombra had organized everything and Sombra is one among maybe three people who give a fuck about what Widow thinks about things—but she wonders, sometimes, about the genuineness of her own emotions. She experiences them shallowly. Like they’re dialed down. On occasion, experiences them like a choice; a matter of whether or not she wants to expend energy on reacting to something.

Because of this, she wonders if she fakes them and does it so well, she’s fooled herself. But then what difference would that make?

Yes, she’s happy to spend time with Sombra. Always. It just doesn’t matter to her at all the how and when of it. Doesn’t feel like there’s anything significant about going to a different country with Sombra, partake in new activities with her.

To Sombra, it’s different. She’s been giddy about this for a week, constantly nudging Widow so she’ll lean over and look at whatever part of the travel plan Sombra’s putting together. Sombra feels the urge to see new places and do new things with people she likes to spend time with.

Widow’s okay with sitting in Sombra’s room, with the hip LED strip lights she sees in the “tick tocks” Sombra shows her, doing nothing in between messing around on the bed. Widow’s okay with flying to ass nowhere, Europe, to watch Sombra’s back and shoot people. That’s going somewhere new; that’s doing something new. It’s all the same to her.

But then again, Sombra wants this, so it’s automatically different.

And that’s the extent of Widow’s feelings about this.

Sombra comes bounding out the airport bathroom just as Widow considers going in to check. As soon as she spots Widow, she scowls and moves the pillow from Widow’s arm to her neck. Again.

“You promised,” she reminds Widow.

Widow looks at her impassively. Considers it.

She promised she would “get in the holiday spirit,” but that was before she had known about Sombra’s ridiculous definition of holiday spirit. Still, a promise is a promise. Besides, this was Widow’s gift to Sombra. Specifically, Widow had told Sombra that she gets one do-stupid-things free pass, happy anniversary, chérie, come back to bed.

One occasion where Sombra can drag Widow into something and Widow will comply without complaint, all within reason, of course. And Sombra picks a vacation.

Sombra, who has become a master at staring contests with Widow, having dated her for a year and a handful of weeks now, waits her out. Finally, Widow sighs and reaches up to button the donut pillow at her throat.

“Looks great, babe,” Sombra says brightly, and begins to wheel her suitcase towards the departure hall proper.

Widow sighs again and follows after her.

“Does this even count as a legal vacation if we are using fake documents?”

“Say it louder,” Sombra grumbles, “I don’t think airport security got that.”

Widow tries not to smile. She takes in a deep breath and, indeed, louder, says: “Does this even c—”

“I hate that you think you’re funny now,” Sombra huffs. “Dating me is such an ego boost for people.”

“People?” Widow muses. Sombra ignores that. Whatever. She changes tracks to something she’s actually curious about. “What’s the name on your passport?”

“Sombra,” says Sombra.

Widow squints at her. “Sombra what? You don’t have a last name.”

“Spider,” Sombra deadpans, “Obviously, it doesn’t say Sombra. Why the hell would I put that on my passport? That’s dumb. I’m very good at being a criminal, you know?”

“Yes, baby,” says Widow, “the best.”

Sombra rolls her eyes but the edges of her mouth twitch up before she can control it. Widow can’t help but smile herself. “It’s Jane Smith.”

“That… is so boring.” She wrinkles her nose. “And so American.”

“What? You don’t think I look exactly like a Jane Smith?” Sombra asks.

Widow stares at her.

“Whatever.” Sombra sniffs, snootily, and rubs a hand over the buzzed side of her head. It’s grown out a bit—Widow will shave it for her soon.

“You are terrible with aliases.”

Sombra had given her a fake passport earlier today, back at base. Widow’s now May Parker, a Canadian national since Sombra didn’t have faith in Widow’s fake accent skills and told her, quite condescendingly, to stick to French. The name was a reference to something, Widow’s not sure what, just thankful that Sombra hadn’t ended up printing the name of the first French historical figure that came to mind. Napoleon Bonaparte probably wouldn’t have gone over too well with airport authorities.

At check-in, the woman barely bats an eye at their too-nondescript names. It’s likely not that rare for people to come through airports with fake names in this day and age anyway. Probably, it’s quite rare to have terrorists doing it for vacation, but Widow has to admit their outfits don’t quite match up with that image.

Sombra picks their seats as Widow hauls their suitcases onto the belt. When all’s said and done, Sombra loops their arms together and pulls them towards security.

Sombra keeps glancing up at Widow’s face while they wait in line. It’s her only tell that she’s nervous and Widow can guess why. The sunscreen-like balm they’d smeared all over her, to make her look normal, should hold up for the duration of their flight. Though, she didn’t trust Talon scientists, she could trust their science, so she’s not worried about it.

Anyway, it wasn’t the 20th century. Most body mods were socially acceptable now. Sombra, in all her cyborg glory, shuffles past security with no problem.

It’s another half hour wait at their gate before they finally board. Sombra takes the middle seat, leaving Widow with the window. The aisle seat is, thankfully, empty. She’s not sure if Sombra did that on purpose, but she doesn’t particularly care either way, so she doesn’t ask.

Sombra reaches over and taps both of their mini-TV screens at the same time. A moment later, The Room (2003) begins playing on their screens simultaneously. Sombra makes a triumphant little sound and cuddles into Widow’s side.

Widow drapes her arm around Sombra and sighs.

//

A brief shitty movie marathon later, they’re touching down in Hokkaido, Japan, and Sombra’s tugging her gangly girlfriend out her seat. Widow’s vaguely tired and has already made Sombra promise they’re calling in a favour from Akande for a Talon plane back home after this. It takes a lot of brain power for her to keep up with Sombra sometimes, especially when it comes to silly things like enjoying bad movies.

(Sombra tells her it isn’t brain power that she is expending; rather, it’s called the emotional labour of loving someone.)

By the time they get to their lodging, Widow’s just about ready to pass out.

She pushes the first door she sees and falls into bed. Outside, she hears the rapid padding of Sombra’s footsteps as she explores every nook and cranny in the cabin.

She’s not sure how long she’s been lying down, but next she opens her eyes, the sky is dark blue and Sombra’s face is alarmingly close to hers.

Sombra grins and touches her cheeks. “Hey, you should get up.”

Widow blinks lazily at her. Then: “No.” She rolls around and closes her eyes again. “We’re on vacation.”

“We have to wipe that shit off you,” Sombra says, a note of affection colouring her tone.

She allows herself a few more seconds before she sits up with a huff and follows Sombra into the en suite. It’s a nice bathroom: a big tub, classy tiling, and there’s a big window facing a snowy mountainside, framed by gnarly trees.

note: and like i had this idea that sombra had her own agenda picking japan like mayb to hack into some mountain base but mostly i wanted to write widows skiing skin:) and they do stupid shit in the snow and eat good food and roll around in the sheets in their cozy lil cabin during a snowstorm and at the end these two who hv j been like. a pair of random tourists roll outta there in a bigass talon plane, guns equipped on the outside and everything, everyone else is alarmed, shitting themselves, but sombras j chilling in widows lap as they head back to base, blissfully unaware

[frauleinjustice]

Saiouma Week Day 1: Morning

Hello everyone!! I wanted to write for Day 1 of saioumaweek ( @saiouma-events ): morning/night, specifically for morning! 

Summary: Shuichi normally isn’t awake so early at 6am, but had went to sleep very early last night. Deciding it’d make for a peaceful morning to read outside on a bench, he would also come across Kokichi who spots him. Kokichi himself is awake due to having difficulty sleeping... so Shuichi will help him try to get some sleep. 

Heheh as always, smth short and cute I wanted to do~! And if you give it a read, thank you so much, and I hope you enjoy! ღ

6am... normally, the detective was still asleep at this time. Though: he had fallen asleep much earlier than his usual bedtime, so he woke up very early. He didn't mind it, though: in fact, he even got dressed so he could go outside and take a stroll through campus, eventually stopping at a bench so he could sit down and read. The sky slowly brightens as the sun continues to rise. It made for a very pretty sight, paired with the sound of the birds tweeting in the background and a cool morning breeze sweeping past him. 

As expected, there wasn't really anyone else outside... save for the peculiar sight of Kokichi, who was also up and about this morning. His reason for being awake, though, was because he hadn't slept, barely getting two hours in. His sleeping schedule was never consistent, anyway: sometimes he got a decent amount of rest, and other times, he barely got in a nap's worth of sleep. He was incredibly exhausted and his eyes were baggy, but he gave up trying to go back to sleep after failing to do so multiple times. When he enters the part of campus Shuichi is in, and spots him-"!" He looks surprised, not expecting to see the detective of all people out so early. "Saihara-chan...?" But it was a nice surprise: he always got excited when he spotted Shuichi. He quickly and quietly moves around to behind the bench. Then slowly, he sneaks closer from behind, and... places his hands over Shuichi's eyes. 

"Oh-!" Not having spotted or heard him, Shuichi lets out a surprised gasp when his vision is suddenly blocked. 

"Guess whooo~?"

"!" He was about to ask who it was, but once Kokichi spoke and he recognized his voice, a smile now appeared on his face. Giggling, he answers: "If I had to guess... Ouma-kun?"

"Ding ding ding!" He snickers, moving his hands away before he wraps his arms around Shuichi's neck, nuzzling their cheeks together. "Saihara-chan!!"

"Ouma-kun!" He smiles brightly, nuzzling their cheeks together as well before he looks towards him. "Good morning! I didn't expect to see you out here: enjoying a morning stroll, too?"

"I could say the same thing for you! And in actuality, I was contemplating which facility I should take over and make my secret base, next. Perhaps if Saihara-chan joins my organization, I'll take over his favorite library so he can have allll the books he wants..."

"Aww, Ouma-kun... how sweet of you." Then an amused smile creeps onto his face. "But no."

"Ah! Rude!!" He playfully pouts, jabbing his finger into the laughing Shuichi's cheek before he starts laughing with him. Whenever Shuichi was playful with him like this and laughed as if he was having fun: Kokichi adored it. He adored many things about his beloved detective. "Anywaaay.. why are you up so early, Saihara-chan? Were you up all night reading again?"

"N-No! It's just... I fell asleep way earlier than my bedtime, so I ended up waking up at like 5:30am, a-ahaha... and since I didn't feel tired enough to head back to sleep, I thought it'd be nice to come out here. The sky looks so pretty at this hour..."

"I see, I see... cause if Shumai pulled another all night, I'd have to roast his books over a fire!"

"I-It's always an accident when it happens, I swear!" He whines, before a worried expression appears on his face.. "A-Anyway… did you not get any sleep last night, Ouma-kun? Your eyes have bags under them... is everything alright? Did you have a nightmare?"

"Jeeez... Saihara-chan worries too much. I'm just way too busy for sleep, is all!" He didn't want to tell Shuichi that it was simply trouble sleeping, as he didn't want to worry him even more than he already was. 

"B-But..." Shuichi knows it has to be more than that, which only makes him worry worse. "Still! You should get some sleep... hmm..." He thinks for a moment... before he pats his lap. "H...Here. You can lay your head on my nap and rest."

"I told youuu, I’m...huh?" Just as he was about to insist once more he doesn't need to keep worrying, the sudden offer catches him off guard. "Saihara-chan wants me to... lay my head on his lap?"

"Y-Yeah, well: if you want, that is. Even if it's only 30 minutes of sleep.. something is better than nothing. And... I wouldn't mind it..." 

".................." He doesn't respond right away. Not that he's deciding if he wants to or not: he very much would love to. But the thought of laying on Shuichi's lap... he hopes the blush that slowly creeps onto his face won't be too notable. "F...Fine. Only so I won't hear you keep nagging at me." Is the convenient excuse he gives, before laying his body onto the bench and lays his head on Shuichi’s lap.

Shuichi feels his heart thump in his chest once Kokichi's laying on his lap, still surprised he was even bold enough to suggest that. He knows he could've suggested he should just go back to his own bed to sleep, but he... wanted to take that risk and ask of this: he's glad he did. Having the person he's secretly in love with, resting on his lap... it's something he'd love to experience. "A...Are you comfy?"

"Hmm...nope! This is the worst pillow ever!" But then a big, bright smile appears on his face. "But that's a lie! Saihara-chan's lap is... passable enough."

"G-Geez... never a straight answer with you, huh?" He chuckles, smiling down at him so warmly. 

"Nishishi...." Shuichi looking down at him with such a smile, highlighted by the bright sunlight... it made the blush on his cheeks darken, and his smile shift into a more natural, genuine one. He always found the detective so pretty; but especially right now. "Shumai’s got such a pretty smile..." He mumbles quietly, nuzzling part of his face in Shuichi’s stomach with a giggle. "And if I'm napping on my beloved detective's nap... then maybe I'll look forward to sleeping."

“A...Ah… e-ehehe…” His own cheeks turn a darker shade of red as well, the look in his eyes looking warmer and more loving.” Th...Thank you…. And I’m happy to hear that, Ouma-kun. You deserve a good rest.” His hand hesitates for a moment… but then he slowly brings it up towards Kokichi’s head, so he can start gently combing it through his hair. If Kokichi didn’t like the gesture, he’d stop: but hearing a content sigh leave him instead, and even nuzzling his head more against Shuichi’s hand… makes him softly  giggle as he continues the gesture.  “Have a nice nap now, okay…?”

“Aye!” Once he’s extra comfy on his lap, he nuzzles his face against his stomach some more before slowly drifting off to sleep. Shuichi continues stroking his hair while reading with his other hand, occasionally glancing down at him. He looked so peaceful and content as he slept… the first time in a long while sleep felt this nice. 

“...Never thought someone as normally eccentric and boisterous as him, could have such an adorable sleeping face…” He whispers to himself, giggling. He was happy he could help Kokichi finally get some sleep.

It’s around two hours later when Kokichi wakes up. “Mmnngh…” He wipes the small drool lazily with his sleeve, eyes squinting when the sunlight hits them… and instead of rising back up: he wraps  his arms around Shuichi’s face, burying his face in his stomach once more while sleepily mumbling incoherent babbles. He doesn’t want to get up yet.

“Oh…!” That whole while, Shuichi had still been reading. His legs did become a bit numb overtime, but he didn’t mind it: he wouldn’t move until Kokichi was awake. He looks down at him when he feels him move around, chuckling as he gives his cheek a small poke. “Hellooo, Ouma-kuuun… did you have a nice sleep?”

“Mraaah…” He snickers at the cheek poke, eventually raising his head back up and slowly rises, yawning with a nod. “Yeah… I did. I didn’t wanna wake up yet, though: Shumai’s so comfyyy…” Once he’s sitting next to him again, he leans his head against his shoulder. “Zzz…nishishi...” 

“You’re so silly…” He giggles, giving his hair a soft ruffle. “But I’m glad. Still take it  easy for today, though, okay?”

“Hmm….” He looks up at him with a mischievous smile. “Only if I can have Saihara-chan to myself for the rest of the day! He’s gonna make us breakfast while I invade his dorm room!”

“S-So it’s already been determined, huh… well, not that I mind: sure. Let’s hang out in my room today!” Classes weren’t mandatory, anyway: he figures it wouldn’t hurt to miss a day, spending it with Kokichi.

“Yaaaay~!” Kokichi glomps him down in a big hug. “Saihara-chan’s the best!” He wraps his arms around him and starts cuddling him, giggling happily… before he leans in to plant a soft kiss to his cheek. “Because my beloved made me have such a great sleep on his lap…”

“W-Woah-!” His book flew out of his hand from the impact of being glomped down, laughing happily. “A-Ahaha! Yes, yes, we’ll have fun today!” The kiss to his cheek, though, makes a surprised gasp leave him. “!” His cheeks turn a light pink and his heart flutters happily… before he gives a fluffy smile and nods. “N… No problem…” Shuichi slowly wraps his arms around him in turn to cuddle him back. “I’ll happily let you sleep on my lap, anytime…” And shyly leans in to give his forehead a soft peck.

“N...Nishishi….” He buries his face in Shuichi’s chest for a moment, feeling his heart bouncing around from the peck to his forehead, and being cuddled up in his arms like this. He’s so happy, it’s nearly overwhelming. “...Thank you, Saihara-chan. I’d love that.. Now-!” His cheeks still a burning red, Kokichi lets go of him and hops off, holding his hands out with the brightest, beaming smile. “Let’s eat, let’s eaaat! And then have lotsa fun!”

“H-Hehe, yes!” Shuichi grabs both of Kokichi’s hands once he sits back up, so that he can yank the detective up to his feet. “I’ll make us something nice… and then we’ll have a lazy day together…” Grabbing his book, Shuichi begins walking alongside Kokichi as they talk about whatever. To think this all happened, because Shuichi just happened to be out here this early like Kokichi… now, he determines having accidentally slept in so early last night was a very happy accident: one he would not mind at all happening, again.

[cozyteez]

Hii, do u have any tips for writing fics?? I’m so used to writing research reports, lab reports, and formal essays that creative writing has become something I really struggle with. I guess it’s having the freedom to write anything and not knowing how to make sure it’s not corny. I tried outlining a fic one time but it was so frustrating LOLOLOL. Anyways, I love your ateez fics. They are so cute and creative!!

hi !!!! im like rlly touched u asked me and i feel u actually that's why i started this blog; im a biomedical engineering major so as u can imagine i dont get to take much creativity with what i write because writing papers and reports and proposals are so formulaic and u gotta stick to the facts so that being said i actually tested out of all my college writing classes so all my writing knowledge is from ap english in hs lmao so take it w many grians of salt

the #1 thing i do when im feeling sort of unmotivated about a story or maybe like like dragging myself thru mud to write it is to just write the "fun" part first. to me the fun part is usually the climax or maybe the like the "wouldn't it be cute if..." moment that came to mind that inspired me to write a blurb in the first place! then usually once i sort of get the ball rolling on that my brain will help me out and keep the momentum going by thinking of maybe "oohh okay maybe this can happen next" or "oohh and what if this led up to it" or !! just stop there !! something ive learned from my mx writing blog which is like a year older than this one was that you don't owe anybody context especially for a blurb so maybe it really is just 3 sentences of a cute moment u thought of like its whatever ur the one writing it

now for longer fics im going to be honest jongho's first love is my first and only completed attempt at a multi stage coherent story. and that was fueled purely based on the fact that when i look at jongho he just gives off sort a really excited sort of innocence that i wanted to further explore and personify through the idea of him experiencing love for the first time but even then i really struggled w the last part because that's where my personal experience stopped and i had basically nothing to go off of because ive never been in love so i did have to kinda wait for ideas to come to me. for prince yunho i have posted 4 chapters but have all the way through chapter 15 drafted. and by drafted i mean it's like 3 sentences of the overall idea. again, the fic was inspired by the duality between yunho's on stage vs. off stage persona where if somebody was to watch an ateez performance for the first time they may find him very serious and maybe even intimidating but atiny would know that his off stage persona (the one he choses to create for us anyways) is very silly and happy-go-lucky and approachable, which is why prince yunho is seen as narameth's strong and stoic pride and joy but in reality he's sort of clumsy but means well. so i let that and his relationship w xenia who is an original character (OC) sort inspire stories or interactions that i force into a plot line. so for example i believe when i first started thinking abt a prince au for yunho i thought "wouldn't it be funny if the first scene started out painting him as this strong and serious man and then cut to him choking on food or something" and that sort of inspired the idea of him being nervous abt the speech and then xenia came out of that because he needed a complementary character imo since i knew he was gonna be kind of one dimensional and then his backstory with xenia inspired other ideas and then one day i was sad and wanted a hug so that inspired a piece of the plot line and so on. so basically: let an idea or even an aspect of somebody come to you and just write it down, let it inspire other ideas. and don't be afriad to completely start over. i wrote a whole chapter for prince yunho and deleted the whole thing because i hated where it was going and started back from scratch. sometimes you have to revisit things abt your characters and their relationships with others to get a new idea. there's a story in every person and every relationship you just have to find the clues

here's an example of what i mean by "write the good part first". this is typically what the very first draft of a blurb will look like for me

((( blah blah blah basically its raining and y/n is sad bc wooyoung broke her heart two weeks ago idk maybe go into it maybe not)))

y/n is all sad and feeling sorry for themselves on the couch theyre past crying but still feel pretty shitty plus it's storming and cold outside. great

there's a knock on their door ofc they have the cliche "who could that be moment" even tho they lowkey know. we literally all know

so yeah wooyoung's there soaked in rain eyes puffy y/n thinks he's been crying

-this would be the "fun part". i'll fix all that garbage up top later or maybe even change it completely idk yet-

"y/n? i - uh. hi"

he sheepishly rubbed the back of his neck while you crossed your arms over your chest, fighting the urge to close the door and walk away for good

"hi? really wooyoung? is that the best you can do?"

(((wooyoung does smth idk)))

"well i just -"

"you just what? showed up here in the rain after you broke my heart and didn't even bother to tell me why? this isn't some romance movie, asshole. you can't just come here late at night and expect to find me all sad and willing to take you back because i'm not. so say what you're gonna say so i can get back to my life"

your face was red hot and you trying very hard, probably too hard, to fight back tears. ((( idk talk some more abt y/n's emotions then what wooyoung is doing)))

"look, i made a mistake i-"

"oh my god! why did i know you were gonna do this. i just knew as soon as i saw you-"

"will you let me get a fucking word in!?"

well that was new. in the entire time you'd known him he had never raised his voice at you like that, your shock causing you to immediately close your mouth and fold your arms back into yourself (((make y/n seem more scared))) noticing your reaction, he lowered his voice back down and instictively reached for you, heartbroken at the way you jerked away from his touch

"please y/n, i'm sorry. i didn't mean to raise my voice it's just that i need to tell you that i regret what i did i regret breaking up with you so fucking much and you don't have to take me back i just need you to know how much you meant, no, mean to me. i still love you, a lot. there's not a day, an hour, a minute, or a single second that goes by that i'm not thinking of you"

"then why?"

your voice was small and wavering, your tears now dangerously close to spilling down your cheeks

"why what?"

"why did you break up with me like that, just all of a sudden"

he pushed his hands into his pockets and looked away

"because that morning i woke up before you and when i looked at you asleep next to me, i saw myself spending the rest of my life with you and it scared the shit out of me"

"why did it scare you?"

"because i just figured you didn't feel the same. i was selfish and wanted to save myself heartbreak down the line and so i told you i didn't wanna be with you anymore, but that was a mistake because it turns out i can't function with out you, i can't breathe without you i can't live without you, y/n. i shouldn't have let you go"

tears were now freely flowing down your face (((okay brain no work anymore y/n kisses him duh and then ofc they make up wooyoung prob says smth cheesy and y/n is like ur lucky i love you or smth ahaha the end)))

tl;dr -> don't be afraid to get messy. creative writing is not nearly as structured as academic/scientific writing. write whatever u want first it can even be the middle of a huge fight scene or some dialogue u think is funny. if ur stuck read what you have or maybe just take a break and let an idea come to you. a story doesnt have to come together til the very end so it can be as messy and out of order as u want until u wanna post it. also i would always use the third person omniscient point of view for a longer story like a chaptered fic as a default and only change if it would impact the plot in a negative way. this is where the narrator knows what every character is thinking/feeling and im p sure a teacher in middle school told me it was the easiest to write and follow

[asexualzoro]

list of reasons I find zoro ridiculous

after my similarly titled mihawk post took off I decided to make a zoro post, since he’s my second favorite character and also arguably the most ridiculous character in all of One Piece. here we go

- I know what you’re all thinking. i’m gonna open this list with how he wields three swords, right? no. no, Zoro has done so much ridiculous bullshit, this doesn’t even seem weird anymore. i don’t even bat my eye at this. this is nothing. now that i’ve got that out of the way, let’s begin

- this dude has like, an obsession with cutting off his own limbs? and MAYBE i can understand trying to cut his feet off when they were stuck in wax—you’re trying to save your friends, i get it—but what about when he was sword shopping in loguetown? who’s first response when buying a cursed sword and testing if it’s really cursed is “i’ll toss it in the air n see if I get amputated lol.” plus there’s that old filler where luffy gets his finger stuck in a bottle and, when he asks zoro for help getting it out, zoro tries to CUT IT OFF. im convinced he lost that left eye of his bc he got dust or something in it and then tried to stab it out

- there’s like, several occasions where Zoro has been directed to head up a staircase and gone some other direction. it happened in enies lobby and in dressrosa? like, what’s the dude got against stai—... oh, wait

- his reintroduction post timeskip. get on the wrong boat? just cut it in half! who even cares! how’d you even end up on the wrong boat? you had to walk towards that boat, which means looking at the boat. that boat looked nothing like the sunny, wouldn’t zoro have noticed that? he also has to make an effort to climb on, which means, you guessed it, looking at the boat! he probably sees the crew members, maybe even gets helped up by one or a few. how did he not at any point in time notice that wasn’t his boat?

- also when they landed on sabaody the first time and zoro was like “i’m gonna go take a walk!” and both Sanji and Usopp tried to stop him, talking to him like concerned parents of a troublemaking toddler, like “Zoro you can’t go out there you’ll get lost!” to which Zoro replies “yeah but the grottos are numbered, I can find my way back if I just remember the number!” and Sanji and Usopp are like “okay, solid logic, even YOURE not dumb enough to mess that up” and what does Zoro do? what does he fucking do?

- I want to emphasize he messes it up because a bubble covers the 4 in “Grotto 41” so he thinks it’s grotto 1. BUBBLES. ARE. TRANSPARENT

- “sorry, I don’t pray to god” fuckin edgelord

- Zoro’s epithet is “Pirate Hunter” and it’s super lame. he could’ve been “Demon of the East Blue” but they went with pirate hunter, even though he became a pirate. even Chopper’s is better than his lbr

- THERES A SCENE WHERE SANJI THREATENS TO PUT RAZOR BLADES IN ZOROS FOOD N ZOROS LIKE “do it u won’t” SO SANJI DOES AND ZORO JUST EATS THEM? ODA EVEN GOT ASKED ABOUT IT IN AN SBS AND CONFIRMED YES, ZORO DID IN FACT EAT RAZOR BLADES. THIS 2EDGY4U BITCH JUST. STRAIGHT UP. ATE RAZOR BLADES

- in film gold he wears that black jacket under the white one. mind you he had no way of knowing he would be trapped in gold by tesoro or that they’d all have a dramatic coordinated outfit change once he was free so what the fuck was he doing? why did he wear that? who wears two jackets for no reason?

- “if i’m gonna be a statue I want it to be in this pose” “i’m glad I struck a pose”

- remember when zoro fought mr. 1 in alabasta and mr. 1 dropped a stone building on him and he was just like “this is a rocky day” or smth equally awful? i hate him

- the tarzan yell in skypiea

- actually, the goggles too.

- didn’t he try to convince someone he was fighting they were sunglasses bc they had some blinding light-based attack? I feel like he did but I don’t remember skypiea well enough to be sure

- Zoro vs the bird in skypiea. spent a fair amount of the damn arc running around skypiea getting messed w by a bird (which, according to Luffy, was more evolved than Zoro bc it had developed a sense of direction. burned by ur own captain)

- when asked why Zoro was able to speak with a sword in his mouth, oda said “IT’S HIS HEART SPEAKING”

- that colorspread Zoro where he reads a book about weightlifting while balancing a weight on top

- when Zoro fights that masochist guy in film gold (I think his name was dice?) and said some cocky ass one liner after the guy fell unconscious that went something like “What's wrong? Didn't it feel good? Aren't you gonna scream in pleasure?" awful

- Zoro almost gets murdered by Mihawk and then, later that day, tries to take on fishmen underwater. others r like “you cannot handle this, you will literally die” and Zoro doesn’t even care bc Luffy is in trouble

- he was sailing bc he left home to find mihawk and then couldn’t figure out how to get back

- remember that filler where Zoro taught Luffy how to skate but then forgot to teach him how to turn. I love both that this happened and the implication that Zoro is a person who knows how to roller skate and therefore has spent time roller skating. Zoro roller skating backstory when?

- when Zoro was fighting oz, a 500 year old corpse, he licked his sword. now, on top of licking his sword being ridiculous as hell because, listen, there’s NOTHING cool about licking your sword. you just look like a loser. but a sword that just came out of a 500 year old corpse? really? i know it was preserved by the cold and all but there’s no way it didn’t rot at all. that’s a rotted, frozen corpse. Zoro what in the HELL were you thinking. I hope you get sick

- i’m sure it probably wasn’t even the first time he licked his sword in a fight but I will say with absolute confidence he looked like a loser every single time

- I feel like he licked his sword while facing mr 1 but I can’t remember. if he did, that’s honestly iconic. stare down a dude that’s made of swords while licking yours? power move. only decent time to kick your sword

- Zoro, joining Luffy: “if you stand in the way of my dream i’ll kill you!” Zoro, a day later: “of course i’ll carry my captain in this heavy cage on my back to safety. oh this gaping wound in my side? nothing. who cares about bleeding to death, my captain needs me!”

- all those big weights he’s got. all of them.

- especially that time he was lifting weights post thriller bark after barely surviving kuma, still heavily injuries, complaining about how weak he is. buddy...

- that time in drum island where he decided to train by going swimming in the freezing ice-country water, then when he got out he got lost in the snowy mountains until he wandered into a random battle and took out some guy just to steal his coat

- this isn’t the only time he steals some random dude’s coat

- the chimney.

- that filler in smiles lobby where he gets, like, abducted by a bunch of children for a day and integrated into their family?

- Roronoa Zoro went fursuiting in dressrosa and that’s a canon fact you all must acknowledge

- speaking of being a furry anyone remember mugiwara theater?

- THE FUCKING MUGIWARA THEATER NAMES. mugiwara theater is a gift, alright? here’s some: nakamura hanzorou. zobear. ZOROMILK

- I FORGOT TO MENTION. THAT TIME ZORO N USOPP WERE HANDCUFFED TOGETHER AND ZORO TRIED TO CONVINCE USOPP TO PLAY ROCK PAPER SCISSORS WITH HIM TO SEE WHICH ONE OF THEM WOULD HAVE TO CUT THEIR HAND OFF

- also the fact that his logic was “it’ll be fine cuz chopper can just sew it back on”

- can we also talk abt how later that fight he uses Usopp as a sword because holy shit Zoro

- this isn’t technically zoro’s fault but the guy who sold him his sword to him in loguetown has a giant version of bounty image up above his bath, which........

- barto asked for zoro’s autograph and Zoro just wrote “sword”

- the grave of the rumbar pirates was finished right around when Zoro woke up from his coma post thriller bark and Zoro decided to walk over while Brook is sitting there mourning almost everyone he ever loved and just. plops his sword—an inanimate object—in the dirt by the grave of BROOKS ENTIRE CREW like “hey i’m gonna bury this here u don’t mind tho right? cool”

- he’s lucky Brook is such a cool dude cuz if I was mourning the death of MY crew and some fuck decided to plant a rusty sword there i’d just fuckin kill em

- in Zou they were talking abt whatever and Luffy mentioned how Sanji was as strong as one thousand men and Zoro, clearly jealous that Sanji got praised by Luffy, butt in with a stuttery objection on how HE was stronger than Sanji and worth TWO THOUSAND men, which luffy ignored, and Nami had to reassure him that yes, Zoro, we know you’re strong. toddler

- this is also not technically zoro’s fault but one time someone asked oda in an sbs which strawhats would eat ice in their drink and oda answered who would n wouldn’t (Luffy, Chopper, Brook, Usopp, and Robin would, if ur wondering). Zoro was on the wouldn’t list, and some fan sent oda a letter informing him of a panel where Zoro was shown eating ice to disprove this. someone pulled zoro ice eating receipts on oda and that’s a fact we all have to live with

- the first time Zoro meets mihawk—the strongest man in the world, the man he wants to defeat someday, and incredibly powerful and impressive dude—he cries like a baby

- zoro’s been crucified like 4 times now. once in his introduction than in three movies (6, gold, nebulandia). idk why this keeps happening but honestly? keep it up

- when Brook joined the crew, Zoro said he was sorry for Brooks bad luck as if one of the first things Brook ever saw Zoro do wasn’t to try and die for the crew via Giant Paw Ball of Pain

- speaking of, i’m pretty sure half the reason zoro DIDNT die in thriller bark is because if he died via smth as silly as a giant paw ball his injured pride would kill him again

- I was going to make fun of Zoro for wearing only a suit and a fake mustache in dressrosa as a disguise but then I realized, like, given how absolutely shredded Zoro was in Punk Hazard and how that suit somehow managed to squish it all down without zoro ripping the sleeves off? solid disguise

- when merry was burning and everyone’s bawling and remembering great memories on the ship and Zoro was standing there, 100% stoic, remembering a nap

- Zoro saw marines (Garp) coming to Water 7 while Luffy was still unconscious and ran off to warn the others but couldn’t find his way back to the hotel

- that G8 filler where he falls off a cliff in pursuit of his swords

- speaking of fillers, remember that amnesia one? (ha). highlights include Zoro trying to physically fight a small sea horse (plus Usopp doing a bad lip-syncing) and Zoro swimming through the Grand Line with his swords tied to his head by his bandana

- meets a dragon, eats the dragon

- it got mentioned once that Sanji and Nami canonly help Zoro and the other guys get dressed. so every time Zoro wears something absolutely ridiculous (which is often), it’s probably Sanjis doing

- “I can’t believe I cut a freaking booger!!”

- speaking of, remember that time Luffy flicked a booger into Zoro’s drink at the Baratie and Zoro tried to force him to drink it?? remember that?? I hate them both

- that time Zoro was trying to find the Right Eye in Skypiea, said that (though the path to get there was STRAIGHT AHEAD) all he had to do to find the right eye was just keep going right (even though that would just lead him in circles!). and then after that do you know what direction he went?? do you know?? he fucking went left

- the time Zoro got lost walking on a straight path in a filler.

- Zoro lost to a guy in a fight and just fucking let the dude cut him in half. like, yes, the baratie scene was all cool as all hell and I love it but Zoro did in fact basically invite a dude to cut him in half

- when they were hit by negative hollows and everyone else said stuff that was kinda funny but Zoro went straight up “I don’t deserve to exist” please honey talk to someone

- he was fighting Kaku and kept engaging in Kaku’s devil fruit bs and then berating himself for being uncool as if he wasn’t already fighting a giant giraffe

- to end this list, I want to get to Zoro’s absolute worst offense. remember when Zoro fought Kaku and he did that asura form thing? where he straight up grew four extra arms and two extra heads, all wielding swords? what the FUCK was that? and don’t tell me “fighting spirit” alright. that’s bull. people don’t just GROW EXTRA SWORD-WIELDING BODY PARTS because they’re just REALLY INTO a FIGHT. like I know this is One Piece and shit’s ridiculous all this time but this? this is too much. even for One Piece this is too much. this is so ridiculous. there has to be a line, even in One Piece, with what these guys are allowed to get away with. I can accept haki so good you can see the future. I can accept spinning so fast you set your leg on fire. I can accept being made of springs. I can accept booger bombs. I can accept all that and more, but this? this is where i take my stand. Roronoa Zoro cannot keep getting away with this! fighting spirit is just not an explanation. and the worst part? the absolute worst part?

- Zoro makes four extra limbs and two extra heads, all armed with swords, MATERIALIZE out of THIN AIR with absolutely NO REAL EXPLANATION and then pretty much NEVER DOES IT AGAIN! he did it once in sabaody (and once in strong world) and then hasn’t done it since! everyone else uses the power ups they got in enies lobby all the time but Zoro, somewhere out there, knows how fuckin sick this attack is (bc yeah it’s ridiculous as hell but like I still enjoy it) and he just won’t do it again. not once post timeskip has he used it at all. Roronoa Zoro knows what he’s doing and he is out there, right now, laughing

- roronoa zoro is one of my top three favorite one piece characters and I make this list entirely out of love. (feel free to add on more moments I may have missed and i’ll add them)

[jincherie]

A list for myself as well as those who want to know what’s been ordered from the menu already. I’ll try and do them in the order I received them, but if I get inspiration/motivation for another then I shall do that first.

Additional Requests!

First (22 June)

highest-quality-of-trash || Hakyeon x reader x Leo, Hybrid!AU then how about a cat boy! hakyeon and leo ? :-) 

Anonymous || Wonho x reader, Hybrid!AU Totally:)) Could u make one where Wonho is a hybrid and he's very clingy and affectionate and he's afraid u'll leave him because he was abused and abandoned by his old owners and he falls in love with the oc?

Anonymous || Baekhyun x reader, Hybrid!AU Heyo!!! I just wanted to say that I absolutely LOVE your hybrid drabbles! And that I've reread them multiple times because of that. I was wondering if I could request a Drabble with hybrid! Baekhyun? Preferably some angst at first then fluff? I just absolutely adore your writing and how you piece together the hybrids into society! Anyways, I hope you keep writing and thank you for putting time into all of this!! <3 

Anonymous || Taehyung x reader, Hybrid!AU Your BTS hybrid fics are adorable and I love them! If you could make a puppy Taehyung one I think I'd die <3

Anonymous || Hybrid!AU Ok but like.... what about a hybrid au with Chanyeol, or suga, or yugyeom... I have a lot of bias's... where like they are an injured stray and you bring them in but oddly already have everything for a hybrid and they find out that your original hybrid left you for someone else??? Like idk if that's dumb but I keep thinking about it. Sorry😅 

Anonymous || Luhan x reader x Baekhyun, Hybrid!AU can i have like a luhan x you x baekhyun hybird au? everything else is up 2 u Hun 💖

Anonymous || Namjoon x reader, Futuristic/Robot!AU Hi I'm was wondering if you could do a futuristic au and maybe if you don't mind make it a series if not a oneshot/scenario is fine it could be fluffy and everything and maybe smut if you feel up to it😊please and thank you      + Hi I was the one that asked about the futuristic au and I was thinking maybe like a robot one with any member from bts or nct      +  I was thinking for the futuristic au maybe namjoon

alyjonjon || Yugyeom x reader, Hybrid!AU I don't know if I could send a request but I'll just do it here. I would like a got7 yugyeom hybrid au please. Do whatever you want with it cause whatever you push out is heart wrenchingly good 😊

Anonymous || Luhan x reader, Hybrid!AU Hello! Could u one day when u have the time make a Luhan hybrid au? I keep imagining him with cute little antlers and those eyes😍 There aren't enough fics with him and he's such a sweetheart. Maybe the reader finds him in the woods or smth? U can end it with smut or not, however u want:) I love your fics and i think this would too come out great 

lolImjustashadow anon || Yoongi x reader x Jimin, Hybrid!AU  First time requesting TwT.... Been wanting to ask for a long time but i do not have the guts to do so..... But i think that it's time.... Can u please do a Rebel!Reader and she finds 2 hybrids down d road when she's walkin home? (Yoonmin 😍😂) And her Kuudere/Tsundere exterior is being demolished slowly because of the two bunnies? 😍 .... Sowwy if that seems demanding.... I really dunno how to request properly😂😂😂😂 -lolImjustashadow

Anonymous || Chanyeol/Kris x reader, Wolf!AU Buuuns if it's not too much can I request something? I have a werewolf soulmate idea and i think u could do it right:) So like one of the members of Bts or Exo meets their human soulmate in the woods one day while they were in their wolf form and tries to get closer without scaring her.Maybe they have more meetings there with him in wolf form until he finally decides to show her the truth. U can make it smutty if u want, i just got the idea from the Twilight werewolves:))They look niceee Love u❤       +   The anon with the werewolf request here:))) Not exactly because I imagine them all like this so I'm having a hard time when it comes to choosing for this fic😥 Maybe Cahnyeol or Kris? Chanyeol because he's a dork and I could see him whining as a wolfie for a back scratch, or Kris being intimidating with those eyes and look. Or any member of your choice, i'll still read the hell out of it:))

xx-fandom-potato-xx || Taehyung x reader x Jungkook, Hybrid!AU Hi! Can I request a hybrid x reader where the reader has taehyung and jungkook as hybrids (you pick the animals) and they’re both in heat and the reader has to take care of them both but they’re both attention whores so they always fight for the readers attention 

Anonymous || member x reader, painting!AU(???) can i request an au where one of the bts members is a museum janitor and one night the reader comes out of a painting (idk how lol!) and he has to figure out how to put her back!

Anonymous || Sehun x reader, Hybrid!AU heyyyy can i ask for a request with Sehun from EXO? like he's the reader's pet hybrid, and basically like the reader adopts him from the hybrid shop (or where ever place u buy them from) but in the beginning he was really cold hearted to her but then he slowly warms up to her??

Anonymous || Sehun x reader, Wolf!AU yo! >w< can i please ask for a werewolf!sehun with a human reader? like the reader and sehun are best friends and she knows his secret about him being a werewolf? but he finds out that the reader is his mate and then when mating season comes he avoids her and he's struggling to do so, reader gets worried, and somewhere along those lines? kamsamnida <3

Anonymous || Jimin/Hoseok x reader, Wrong Turn!AU I was wondering if you could do a wrong turn one shot with Jimin or Hoseok?

Anonymous || EXO member x reader x EXO member, Hybrid!AU can i request a hybrid au where the reader has a hybrid (any exo member) and they go to a carnival or amusement park and have a fun time until they find an abandoned hybrid (any other exo member) behind a ride or store or smth and the reader+hybrid take it to their home to care for it????

silverashgrey || Tae x reader x Jin / Jin x reader x Jimin, Hybrid!AU OMG I loved silly kitty (it was beautiful 😍) I'm not sure if your taking Requests or not but if you are, my request is A TaeJin X Reader Or JinMin X Reader,where TaeJin/or/JinMin are Hybrids and reader finds them and takes care of them and they warm up to her(major fluff with teeny bit of angst)and idk,Your really good at writing so I'm pretty sure you already have ideas,If your not up to do it i completely understand Thanks for being a great writer can't wait for more fics 😄🙌🏽 Byebye~ 👋🏽 

kpop-lover16 || Kyungsoo x reader, Hybrid!AU (Catsitting pt. 2) Do you think you could possibly make a part 2 for the kyungsoo hybrid AU? It made me so soft and I love soo so much this made him that much more lovable. Please? Thank you! 

mahomie-sara-9-84 || wonho x reader 안녕~:) May I request a Wonho x reader if you’re currently taking requests? Reader is Shownu‘s cousin, and Shownu’s father takes her to Starship Entertainment when she’s visiting Seoul for about a week. She meets all the boys there, but Wonho stood out. Wonho can’t stop thinking about her, and since reader wouldn’t be staying for long, he decides to do something about his feelings or something in that plot? (You can decide on Wonho’s personality, like being a playboy etc.) Thanks in advance! xx

Anonymous || Xiumin x reader, hybrid!au Hey I love your hybrid stories!❤ I wanted to request a reader x puppy Xiumin hybrid where the reader's friends adopt him for her as a gift because they think the reader needs to learn how to give affection and love?

bad-new-girl || namjoon x reader, wolf!au Hey! First, sorry if my English is bad (Spanish speaker here!); second, I really love how you write! And I really love your work, please keep writing. I have to say that I really liked bobsy-die (OMG!) and I think it has potential for a series, I know it's hard write a series or really write (I write myself) so I just really hope you consider writing something with the same theme (Namjoon pls!), and that's it, thanks if you read this, happy days!

Anonymous || [svt member] x reader, smut Idk if you're taking requests? I would love to read something/anything from you about Seventeen! Any member :) .... but.... make it smutty lol 

Anonymous || namjoon x reader, ??kid!au?? Could you do a writing where either Namjoon/Y/N or Namjin wake up one morning and the rest of BTS are small children(all under the age of four) and they have to take care of them while trying to fix it? For example, they take them shopping or sing them to sleep. Thank you! I love this blog! Kookie being a bunny hybrid was the cutest thing ever! Much love💜 

Anonymous || chanyeol x reader, wolf!au Could I request a Chanyeol scenerio wolf au where he is your mate and you get attacked in the forest and he comes to save you? I love your blog 💞💗❤️☺️

Anonymous || jongdae/chen x reader, hybrid!au, smut Hello I’m wondering can I request a Jongdae hybrid smut au and if possible can the reader be a virgin?

To be continued/updated! I feel like I’m missing some, and my tagging of asks and requests was a bit messy and patchy, so if you’ve requested and I’ve missed it please let me know so I can add it! I have another group of requests I will upload later (from where I crossposted on quotev lmao sue me).

💖 UPDATED 01.02.2018 💖

[gh0stpkmn]

ok sorry for droppin rambly shit in the yooran tag again but! ok. headcanon:

while happy supportive yooran where they’re instantly bffs is so Good and Pure, i feel like another possible way they could start out is.... they Dont like each other at all. they’re almost enemies. they have beef. 

putting this under a readmore because its Long sorry. also a link to the beginnings of a fic for this.

(i feel i should mention that i wanted to include the inevitable Rika Conversation™ where saeran is having a relapse/regression moment and slipping into ‘Unknown’ territory bbbbut that seems a bit too heavy and doesn’t really fit in anywhere here. that could be a separate post or ficlet idk)

OK SO. How does this dumb thing start?? let’s set this scene

so... while it’s unlikely that saeyoung would let saeran interact all that much with the rfa until he feels he’s ready (maybe around time of the little rfa get-together in secret ending 2) i’m imagining a scenario where... yoosung is briefly at the bunker.

i wrote this interaction in a lil’ drabble bbbut idk if i’ll write everything as an actual fanfic.

  it’s HERE if you want to read it tho!!!!

ok. after this exchange yoosung is just suuuuuper taken aback. he tells himself to brush this off because, again, saeran has been through some shit. he’s probably just not used to people yet. deep down though, he feels kind of hurt and offended.

saeyoung probably just. interrupts to diffuse the situation or smth and tell yoosung that maybe he should leave. apologizes for his brother’s behavior blah blah blah “he just needs time to adjust to everything.”

but. it keeps happening. and the weird tension from their first meeting kind of just.. carries over into their next interaction. and the next. and the one after that

it’s at a point where saeran is less aggressive, less abrasive... he’s just very shy and withdrawn like we see in secret ending 2. he talks in the messenger sometimes, but not often... but when he comes to the chatroom and yoosung is online, he logs out. at rfa meetings / get-togethers, he avoids yoosung

because yoosung is exhausting to be around and he Cant deal with it...(saeyoung is too but he has to deal with that 24/7 anyways)

gradually, saeran opens up to the rfa a little more. he talks a bit more in the chat. sometimes tries making a few jokes. he comes to most if not all the rfa events with his brother. and obviously he’s way more comfortable around his brother and mc, but also he’s on decent terms with the other members.

except. for. yoosung!

now he’s not actively avoiding yoosung, but not making any attempt to talk to him either. if they have to talk at all, interactions are very brief and stiff and uncomfortable. they tolerate each other, but barely. 

eventually saeran starts making little comments now and then? like. they’re probably stuck together working on an rfa thing, or yoosung is over hanging out with saeyoung and saeran passes by to the kitchen or to say smth to saeyoung IDK. they have moments where they’re forced to spend time together, and it’s just very very tense.

and at this point Yoosung is Annoyed!!! because saeran is so rude and won’t even try to be friends with him. what an asshole. god.

he gets even angrier when saeran starts making little quips at him. little tiny comments every now and then and they’re not always outright rude or mean but.... his tone is very Deadpan and kind of sarcastic... sometimes he will be rude and mumble a complaint abt yoosung to himself or mock him under his breath, which yoosung hears and gets mad and huffy about

the Last Fucking Straw is at an rfa event of some kind. maybe a party?? yeah. yoosung walks in, ready to have a fun time with his rfa family. he is So prepared for the party and in a great mood. he’s greeting them, everyone is showing up and greeting each other. and then he turns his head 

and sees saeran standing there, blank faced. and before yoosung can force himself to be polite and say hello, saeran just says, deadpan

“your roots are showing”

YOOSUNG IS DONE!! He’s so pissed off!!!!! he fucking knows his roots are showing! he’s been so busy with school that he hasn’t had a chance to touch up his hair in a while. he can’t even bring himself to ignore the comment and try to be nice, he is d-o-n-e. 

his face gets so red, and his fists ball up, and his shoulders tense and he explodes 

“Saeran, what the HELL did I ever do to you??? Why are you like this? I’ve been nothing but nice since we met, but you’re always so damn rude!! What’s with you? Why can’t we just get along and be friends?”

he’s embarrassed at himself but more pissed off that saeran isn’t saying anything. his expressed has barely changed, but he’s blinking at him and looking maybe just a little confused, tilting his head a bit

nd he’s like.

“we are friends”

yoosung is. So confused. SO FUCKING Confused. 

“what? but you hate me!”

“um. no.”

“but you’re always mumbling under your breath that i’m annoying! you say rude things and mock me!”

saeran just. shrugs. avoids eye contact and shove his hands in his pockets.  he says “you are annoying” like it’s a fact and kinda. walks away to go do other things

yoosung is left there confused and frustrated but not as mad as he thinks he should be

OK and like? insight into saeran’s side..... saeran’s annoyance w/ yoosung just gradually fades away as he gets better and opens up to people, but he feels weird at first doing a complete 180 and treating yoosung super friendly. part of him also isn’t ready for yoosung’s dramatically cheerful “gosh i KNEW we could be friends” and big hugs and all that

also because.......... he likes seeing yoosung huffy and frustrated. it’s really funny to him. he likes it? a lot more than he probably should to be honest. and at this point he just automatically considers them friends. at least in his mind? idk. his thought process is like “i don’t totally hate them and i think they’re okay to be around so... friend.” 

as for the roots comment he made?? it goes a bit deeper than all this fluffy silly stuff. like... for saeran, it’s really easy to trigger flashbacks or panic attacks for him? so many little things remind him of his mom or mint eye, rika, etc. it’s hard... i feel like there’s some vague discomfort he feels around yoosung when he’s reminded about how strongly yoosung cares/cared for rika. 

and it’s easy enough to keep it under control because yoosung doesn’t talk about her that much anymore, bbbbbut like. sometimes... saeran remembers someone mentioning that yoosung dyed his hair to be closer to rika. they don’t really look alike (bc she was adopted if i remember correctly?) but the blond hair and the significance behind it can get to him sometimes. 

so when yoosungs natural roots start showing he is... really relieved? really happy too tbh. bc he kind of maybe sort of genuinely likes hangin around w yoosung! and now he can see that little sign that he really is his own person, not just some kid who idolizes (idolized?) the person who abused him. ye.

anyways from here on saeyoung probably teases yoosung when yoosung asks him what the Fuck is going on w his brother. he’s like 

“lol how did you not notice that he likes being around you? it’s so obvious. he wouldn’t do things like stay in the room while we’re playing games to stare at the back of your head for 3 more seconds if he didn’t like you!! come on, dude.”

(yoosung didnt notice that tho whoops)

and “the teasing or whatever? pissing you off? holy shit dude that makes it even MORE obvious that he’s chill with you”

yoosung stays confused until he decides to talk to saeran about it and they start like. actually having proper conversations. and hanging out. and they both feel pretty awkward at first but their relationship gradually develops until they’re really good friends.

and then eventually, really good boyfriends. whooops.

that’s it’s own post altogether tho so i’ll leave it at that

if ur reading this, thank u for bearing with me thru my rambling. god.

[damn-agi]

THIS  IS  YOUR LOVESTORY  WITH  RAP MONSTER!!! <3

You are a really cute and smart girl, and you have straight blue hair. You are part of almost all the school clubs, but you especially love <3 the book club. The reason why you love that club so much is, because in there you spend time with your best friend KIM NAMJOON. At first you  hadn’t thought of Namjoon as ur boyfriend, but than things got complicated so.. :D you gotta read this! <3

It was a usual day in your school and you were staying near your locker when you suddenly feel a hand covering your eyes! <3 Rap Mon: Guess who!! Y/N: How can I not know that voice?! J Namjoon!! He took off his hands of your face and now you two were looking at each other smiling. ^^ Rap Mon: Hey Y/N!! What’s up! ^^ Y/N: Hey Moonie!! :* you are finally here, i was waiting for you!! -_- Rap Mon: Ehh, i’m not quiet sure u were waiting me! :D I think you were waiting for Park. (Park is one of the most handsome guys in ur school and u really like him. Actually u have never talk to him, but you think of Park everytime and Namjoon love to tease you about that <3). Rap Monster started singing with a loud voice: Y/N and Park were sitting down the tree nananana, he kissed her on the cheek… :D Y/N: Namjoon stoop!!! He can hear you, and if that happens i’m gonna kill you! >,< RM: Ok ok! I care about you, so i don’t want to make u sad! :* ( You have been really close with Kim Namjoon since in kindergarden! You are neighbourhoods so you always went to school together, and you still do. He is like ur best friend!^^ You have told every secret to RM and he has told u his. <3 Even he is part of BTS you don’t care that your friend is famous now. RM was ur friend even when he wasn’t famous, so you care about the personality and character of RM more than his fame, and you love him more than everything else in the world! <3 But never never never, you hadn’t thought of him as ur future boyfriend! You two have the same style, you are like hipsters ^^, you have same tattoos on legs, and you two love to read and than comment books together, oh and you also loove anime cartoons!! <3 So you two are kinda the same person. :P) RM: So Y/N, we have already finished school for today, why don’t we go to the bar next school? Pleasee!! Y/N: Ok, let’s go! ^^ …

You two left school and went to the bar next ur school. It was a really nice place and you love to spent time together in there… The bar was full of people but the owner of that place always keeps an empty table, especially for you two. Oh, and the owner always put this sign on the table: This is the place for my angels, so yea, it’s always taken!! J. So you two were walking straight your place, and Rap Mon had grabbed your hand. You set on your chairs and started to talk with eachother. <3 RM had some glasses on his face, and you were making fun of his face. Y/N: Haha you look silly with those glasses!! :D At least, why didn’t you tell me to put some glasses too, so we could be silly together. RM: :P Firstly, i thought these glasses fits me :D and secondly I think you look cuter without glasses. RM told you that while he was smiling and his cute dimples came out. ^^ Y/N: Hihihi thank you!! Aaah, have I told you i love your dimples!! <3 RM: ^^ Yep, this is like the 1432 time you say me that!! I have been this cute like always! :P The waiter: ^^ Sorry for interrupting ur chat, but would you cuties like to drink or eat smth? <3 Y/N: You don’t have to say sorry <3 , and you can give some vanilla ice-creams to your sweet angels!! :D The waiter: Oki, right away!! ^^ RM: Uuuh, Y/N look over there!! The “EGO KING” is in the house! :D -_- Y/N: Oh, nooo!! Park is here! Hide me, fast!! You hide yourself under the table, and ur heart was going crazy!! <3 You whispering: Pss, Rap Mon is he still in there? RM: Nope, he is gone!! You finally get up and sit back on your chair, but *o* you see that Park was still in there and was hanging with some other boys. Y/N: Namjoon!!! >.< Why did you lie me? There he is!! >.< RM: Haha, well you were not going to stay under the table forever so.. :D Y/N: Uhh, I feel awkard right now!! T.T Do I look good? Is my hair ok? Do I have smth in my teeth? Is my face red or not? Come on, RM!!! >.< Answer me!! RM: Oh Y/N you are overdoing this situation! :P And btw, your face is great, like always!! ;) Anyway, even after all these years, I still don’t get why you like that guy this much!! -_- Y/N: Well I don’t have to say this for like the hundred time!! I just love him, ok!! Haven’t you ever liked someone in ur life? RM: Actually, yes I have liked someone. Someone really special!! But I noticed that she wasn’t really interested in me so, I let her go!! And this is exactly what you should do too, with that guy!! ;) Y/N: Noo L i can’t stop liking him!! Do you mind if we leave this place because I’m not feeling really good right now! L RM: Of course, I was thinking the same too. Just wait a sec, I will go to pay the bill!! J  Rap Monster was walking toward the paying system when he heard some people talking about him! Park: Ouu, look the nerd is here!! Haha look at his glasses guys, he looks like a ... Rap Monster didn’t show his feelings right away, but he was feeling just like a monster that moment!! >.< A monster who would like to eat the Park’s stupid head! >.< RM anyway didn’t say anything, but he payed the bill and than grabbed your arm and now you two were outside the bar. Y/N: Umm, are you ok Namjoon? I told you to take off those glasses, didn’t I? RM: Whaat?? You are on the idiot’s side, again!!! >.< Y/N: Well, I think he’s right.. I mean only for the glasses part, of course! RM: Uhhh >.< (he hit the road), I think I should go now! I will see you tomorrow, for school, right? J Y/N: What!! You will leave, L umm, oki of course I will come tomorrow, for school! ….

You arrived a bit late infront of Rap Monster house and you see that he had surprisely changed the colour of his hair <3. His hair was blue now, like yours! Y/N: Oh my, Namjoon!! Your hair!!! *o* I loove them!! But when…when did u change them? RM: Good morning btw :D, and i colored my hair blue yesterday, because BTS is going to have a comeback so, you know Big Hit!! ^^ I gotta change my hair for a new photoshoot. Y/N: Oh really?!!! ^^ I can’t wait for ur new comeback. I bet u are going to look perfect!! :* RM: Haha, :D thanks!! Well we better go now, because Ms Suziky is going to get furious!!! Remember the last time we got late!! :D She was so angry and her face was colourful!! :P Y/N:  How can i forget that day? LOL!! :D Ok, let’s go!! J..

You and Rap Mon finished the first class, and went together to ur locker because you needed to take a book for the other class. You opened ur locker and wooow *.* !!!! You see a big bouquet of blue flowers. You were speechless!! *.* Y/N: Oh my holy God, someone has never gave me smth like this!! T.T It’s soooo beautiful!!!  Rap Mon, do u have any idea who could it be? J RM: Woow I’m really impressed too!! *o* But I don’t have not a single idea for this! :P Well, Y/N who do u think it is? Y/N: Ummm..well ^^..u know who I think of!! RM: Really!! ^^ Y/N: I think Park has finally noticed how precious I really am!! ^^ <3 RM: Ooh -_-‘ yea right!! Park! It can be him, but still I’m not really sure!! While you and Rap Mon were talking to eachother, Park passed near ur locker. Park: Oh hey!! What’s up, Y/N!! ^^ Nice flowers…see ya later! <3 You started to giggle after you heard Park saying those sweet words to you!! ^^ It was like the first time he talked to you, and you were feeling so happy!!! :D But Namjoon didn’t seem so happy about this, lol!! :D Y/N: Rap Mon L aren’t u happy for me?!! I mean, I have waited for this moment all my life, and now it looks like a cat ate ur tounge!! >.< RM: No no Sorry Y/N!!! It’s just..I don’t know! Don’t u think it’s a bit weird that he just changed his mind about the relantionship between you two, I mean the thing that u have always dreamed of!! :P Y/N: Why do u think it’s weird!! He just…needed some time to make up his mind!! Ahh, and he definitely knows my flowers favour ^^, I am impressed!!! RM: Well, I’m glad you’re happy!! ^^ Y/N, do u mind if I go because I gotta go in home to take my laptop, for the book club today!! J Y/N: Oh yea, I forgot about that for a sec!! :P Of course, see ya in the book club!! Love you Namjoon!!! <3 :** RM: Byee, love uuu too Y/N!! :** …

Rap Monster left the school and he was walking alone on the way to his  house. He was feeling really akward and not really good!! Rap Mon finally arrived in his house, and his parents had gone to work. He was walking slowly through the hall, and he entered his room. RM put his laptop on his bag, but he decided to relax for a sec and think about all it happened. Since he didn’t have anyone to talk to, he was talking with himself. :D RM: Ahh, Rap Monster Rap Monster, why did u do that? (He was touching his hair) Now Y/N thinks that, that stupid guy did the flower present to her!! >.< Uhh, why didn’t she thought of me? Why didn’t she say: I think it can be u Namjoon. T.T How could she think, that a pathetic guy like Park could buy her such a sweet present. He doesn’t even know her favourite flowers. I’m the only one who knows that, I’m the only boy who really cares about her, I’m the only boy who really loves her!!!!! >.< >.< Ahhhh!!!(He throught a vase near him, to the door, and it unfortunately broke!) Oh noo, sh*t!! >.< My mom is gonna kill me, I broke her favourite vase!! T.T Well anyway, I’m dead inside so what’s the point!! L Ahh, I would be so happy if Y/N was going to like me!! Oh no no no, I’m so late for the book club!!!.... Rap Monster took his school bag and he took a quick look of himself to the mirror. :P RM: Ehh, lol :D I’m such a geek!! ….

Rap Monster finally arrived in time, and he was running through the school hall!! :P RM: Run Rap Mon, Run!!! I said run run run…!!! :D He opened the book club’s door really fast and you were laughing at him. ^^ Y/N: Finally  Namjoon!! We were waiting for u! RM: Ahh yea ^^ sorry Y/N and everyone else, I just…had.. to do smth in my house!!...I took my laptop, so are u ready guys, to finally watch the movie and than find the parts that have been deleted from the book!! ;) Everyone: Ready ^^….

The book club finished well like always, and now you were walking to the way home with Rap Mon, close you!!!<3 He had grabbed ur hand, and everytime he does that, u feel much more secure and happier!! ^^ Y/N: soo, Rap Mon, u didn’t really like Park’s present for me today right?!! L RM: Look, Y/N, it’s not that I didn’t like the present! It’s just, I wasn’t expecting Park to give u smth like that!! Y/N: Namjoon, I feel like u are going to be cold with me if I be happy with that present! L So, I can even burn or throw them on trash, if u don’t like that present!! You know I care a lot about ur feelings, so I don’t want to ruin our friendship just because of a bunch of flowers!! <3 RM: What, noo Y/N don’t u even think of that! <3 Do u know what? J Love is one of the purest feelings that a person can feel and that feeling can cause happy or sad memories, so if u really like Park I shouldn’t be the one who won’t let u to be in love. :* I am ur friend so, u don’t have to say sorry and than not even burn or throw smth LOL :D, I just want u to be happy!! If u are happy than I will be happy too!! ^^ But if he or someone else breaks ur heart, than I don’t know how many bad things can I cause to that person!! And by that, I don’t mean to have a fight with those guys!! I would just feel so so sorry for them, because they had broken a really special girl’s heart, and that is smth they would never win back, so yea that’s the suffer!! ;* Y/N: Ooh, Namjoonie!!! Those words just made my day!! <3 You are just like a philosopher!!! Aand, you should know that ur words are much more precious than a bunch of flowers! ^^ This is why u are my best friend Moonie <3!!! I love you! :* <3 RM: I love you too Y/N, a lot!! <3 Well, we better say bye now because it’s getting a bit late! Y/N: Yea, good idea!! Your words made me so happy Namjoon! :* Bye, tomorrow at the same time, for school? ^^ RM: Of course, like always!! <3 ;* I will always be with u Y/N, always!! ;) Byee!! ^^ <3….

You were getting ready for school and you always watch TV during getting ready. ^^ And what u see!!! *o* You see BTS on your screen. The news was showing the new fansign of BTS and they were skiping a bit at each member. And when it showed Rap Mon you almost faint, woow he was so beautiful!! *o* And, but not surprisly, he had changed his hair color again! :D And he looked sooo nice with that color, it was like pink! <3 He was talking with a fan and he was looking and listening at her really carefully, and he looked so cute! You can’t believe that Rap Monster is ur bestfriend. It’s a bit unbelievable to have a famous friend, but still it’s the greatest thing ever!! ^^ Well, the news about BTS finished, you get down to go to school. You opened the outside door, and whaaat!! It was another big bouquet of flowers in front of your door. But they were red roses now, and omggg they smelled perfectly! But anyway it hadn’t any note, so u weren’t really sure who made you that, again! You decided to let the bouquet in ur home, because u didn’t want to show them to Namjoon. You don’t know why, but you weren’t feeling really exciting, as the last time, that you take another bunch of flowers. -_- So you just walked through the neighbourhood to get Rap Mon. <3 He was waiting for u again, and he was so cute and tall. And, his hair was pink, like in the video you watched!! ^^ Y/N: Hey Namjoonie!! ^^ Good Morning! RM: Hey Y/N!! Good morning to you as well! So, do u like this ? Y/N: Sorry for not getting surprised for ur new hair, but I already saw them. I watched u on TV today Rap Mon!!! ^^ RM: Really!! ^^ For what? Y/N: For the new BTS fansign. RM: AAAh, yea right!! I had so much fun during that! I love my ARMYs so much, you and them make my life happier. <3 Y/N: ooh, thnx!! :* RM: I thought today was going to be a good weather, but the sky seems a bit angry. :P Y/N: Yea, lol!! :D So let’s run to school, before a rain starts.

You two entered the school, and you had a same class together today. ^^ So you and Rap Mon took ur books, and entered the class. Your seats, were near each other, because you like to have Namjoon near you. The lesson started and you were focused at ur teacher, as always, when suddenly one of ur friends give u a small piece of paper. It wrote: “Come today after school, behind the bar because it’s going to be only you and me.- Park” You were so shocked after reading that paper, and you look at Park just to be sure that he isn’t kidding. And he also looked at you smiling. What does that mean?!! Does that mean that he finally likes you!! After all these years of suffering!! Ehh, you weren’t really sure, but still, that made you happy and you were definitely going behind the bar after school. ^^ When the bell rings, Rap Mon comes near you. RM: Umm, Y/N why are you so happy! :D I mean, that history lesson wasn’t that interesting!! :P Y/N: All I can say for now, it’s that my dream can finally come true, and that I need u to wait for me after school. RM: Um, ok! :P I hope it comes true. And I will wait for you. ;)….

School finished earlier today, or maybe it just seemed to u, since you are really happy! ^^  You let ur bag to your locker and get ready to go behind the bar. You were so happy until…oh nooo!!! T.T T.T You see…Park ki..ssing with another girl. T.T Your soul just broke down. You can’t believe it!! He was such a jerk!! >.< You were full of nerves, when suddenly a rain start too. Y/N: Oh nooo **ck!!! What have I done to all of you pieces of … Even the God isn’t in my side?!!!!! UUUUuuuuuh, I hate my life!! >.< T.T You were sobbing and crying more than every other time, and you decided to leave that place and run, as fast as you can! You weren’t looking where you were stepping, you just wanted to run and leave that place! But Rap Monster notices you, and he run straight you. RM: Y/N, omgg what’s wrong? You look terrible!! O.O Y/N:  Can we just go home Rap Mon? T-T I don’t feel really well! RM: Of course, we are going home, but you need to tell me what happened? Where were u anyway!! And I don’t think that any of ur dreams came true. Y/N: Ok ok, (you were shouting!) Park send me a letter in which he wrote, meet me after school behind the bar so we can be alone, and I thought that he finally started to like me but I’m soooo stupid!! >.< I saw him kissing with another girl! And he didn’t even look at my way, it was like he just wanted to joke with me!! He is such a …. *** !!! >,< RM: Oh my, seriously, :P you are sad because of that jerk?!! I thought smth bad happened to you! Y/N: It is smth bad Rap Mon! -_-  RM: Oh come on… you can’t let him destroy ur life. Have I ever got sad, after all the bad words that he has told me? That’s right, no! Because I don’t care for people like him. Their hobby is to make other  feel bad, but that is not going to affect me, neither you!!! So come on, smile! J Y/N: I guess you’re right! I’m not going to let “the monkey face” destroy my life! :P Thanks Namjoon!! I’m so happy that you are here with me! You can’t be compared with anyone!! <3 RM: Thanks for the sweet words  Y/N, but can we stay under that place, because if you may have noticed it’s raining!! :P Y/N: Ok lol!! ;D You two were staying under a place, so you won’t get wet. <3 Rap Mon was hugging you and he gave you his jacket so you could stay warm! <3 He could feel ur heart beats. RM: Ah, here you will feel better now! ;)…Oh Y/N I need to tell you smth! Y/N: Really? ^^ What, tell me?! <3 RM: Phew ok! :) I was the one who bought those bouquets of flowers for you. I mean, I felt kinda sad, when you thought that it was Park who bought u those, and I even broke another expensive vase of my mom! :P I thought you would know that it was me who bought you those! If you remind a bit, the first bouqet of flowers was blue, like I colored my hair and than the second bouqet of flowers were pink and red, like I colored my hair again. I know that you can’t believe me, but I needed to tell u this Y/N.  Y/N: Oh my god, I am shocked! *o* Of course I believe you Namjoon, more than everything else in the world! After all, I didn’t tell you that I received a second bouqet of flowers, so since you know this, it’s obvious that it was you. ^^ And OMGG, I feel so so so so freaking sorry! ToT You might have been so sad and furious with me! L I just…I didn’t imagine that a beautiful day, my best friend would buy a bouqet of flowers for me!! I mean, it was unexpected!!  *o* But anyway I can’t get one thing. Why  did you buy me a bouqet of flowers? I mean, you have never bought me smth like that, it is weird.. Rap Monster didn’t let you to finish ur word, but grabb you next him and he started kissing you!!! ^^ You two were staying like that for a moment, and than Rap Monster stopped. His lips was so squishy and red now, because of the hot kiss that he gave you! RM: Do you get it now! J I lo..love you Y/N!!! I know you probably don’t feel the same, but I can’t even believe it myself that I love you! I haven’t felt this all the time long, don’t worry!  It’s such a weird feeling to love ur friend, believe me!! Y/N: Shhhh, Rap Mon!!! I know that feeling too, because I have been li..king you for some time too!! And I’m so happy, that I’m not the weird one! :P <3 So just come here and kiss me, again!! :*** You two started to kiss again, and Rap Monster seemed really really happy!! ^^ RM: You know what’s tomorrow right? It’s prom! And I know that we hipsters don’t really enjoy that, but I’m just thinking…would you like to be my date to the prom? <3 Y/N: Are you kidding me? Of course I want!! ^^ And btw, I hadn’t forgot for the prom, I have even bought my dress for the prom! :P So in which hour would you come, tomorrow?(shy) RM: Haha I’m so happy!!! ^^ I would come at 7! And I think I should go now, I’m so sorry I will not take you home! L Y/N: 7 is perfect… and don’t worry, I can go by myself!!! Bye, love youuu more than every other time!!! :P :* RM: Oooh, loooove you too!!! :** <3 …

The next day come!!! ^^ It was such a sunny day, because you were feeling like shining inside of you too. You were getting done your blue hair <3, and than you were trying your marvelous dress. It was such a magic dress, and you looked like a princess with that! <3 You were putting some make-up and fixing ur hair again, when you hear your door bell ring. ^^ Your Mom: Y/N come sweety, because Moonie is here! Y/N: I’m coming mom!! ^^ You paint your fluffy little lips with red, and than you were running downstairs. The first thing that you notice was, a good man, the best rapper, the coolest guy but the most important one, it was your best friend!! ^^ Y/N: Rap Mooon!!! Oh my…. You look so handsome!!! You are like a real prince!! *o* RM: Thanks cutie!! And you are my princess, for today for tomorrow and for forever! ^^ Here, take this, I thought to give you another bouqet of flowers, and this time not in a secret way! :P Y/N: Oooh, so kind of you! Thanks!! :* And omg, I can’t believe it,ur hair and the color of flowers, they are the same, again lol!! ^^ RM: Well, it can’t always be a considence right? :P <3 I think this color fits me, but I also think I will get bald almost next week because of Big Hit! :D Y/N: Haha, yep !! ;D Ur mom: Stop with chats, come close each other now, I want to take you a pic! And Rap Monster, you look so smoking today : FIREEE!!! :D RM: haha thank you Ms… . Your Mom: oK now, say prom!! You two: PROOOM!!! ^^ Your Mom: Ah, I’m going to put this photo on my facebook cover. So I have work now, and you two will need to go too. But first, come here sweety! Give mommy a kiss. :** Have fun you two! Y/N: Byee mom!! We love you too, and we won’t stay late! ;) <3 RM: Bye!! <3 ^^…. You two had so much fun during the prom, and you were Rap Monster’s girlfriend now. Yaaay!!! ^^

So that’s the story guys! ^^ I hope you enjoyed this as well, and this is kinda different from all my lovestorys! <3 The next one will be with J-Hope, and I will try to post it a bit more earlier! ;D See ya!! ^^ <3