#lead up to Christmas has been weird this year and that's. kinda what this was ig
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hi! i've been rewatching a few tdliosk eps every once in a while and i kinda missed kusuo đ© and since it's christmas season i was wondering if u could write a saiki x fem reader one-shot in reference to season 1 ep 16 where saiki dresses up as santa and distributes presents to the kids in their neighborhood? so uhm when he was about to go home, he sees reader walking in the street (she lives nearby) also dressed up as santa for some reason lol. saiki and her are friends to say the least but there's an unspoken mutual pining stuff going on between them. saiki walks her home then she suddenly sees a mistletoe on one of the houses... reader froze and blushes hard and saiki got confused so he read her mind and he was like oh... he's hesitating on whether he'll kiss her or not but much to his surprise reader makes the first move đ tysm and pls take ur time! â€
hi there! Thank you so much for your request! I couldnât resist writing one of my more recent requests especially with the holiday themeâŠi hope you enjoy!
ps., dialogue in italics are kusuos inner thoughts/talking via telepathy!
warnings: angst? maybe? if you squint?
wc: 1.4k
The last person Saiki wanted to see today was you.Â
It was already a pain going door to door dealing with all the brats in his neighborhood, but suddenly it was a hundred times more embarrassing when you were nervously eyeing his Santa get-up in confusion.Â
But something that sort of lessened his dread upon running into you was that you too were also wearing a costume like his.
Saiki had spent his entire evening playing this Santa delivering presents to the children in his neighborhood, courtesy of his parents. He flew around the sky with a sack full of presents, just like the real deal. Heâs dealt with all sorts of headaches tonight- a scared child, a non-believer, and a family conflict, to name a few. By the time his sack was empty, Kusuo was exhausted and ready to head home, opting to simply walk with his empty bag instead of teleporting as he didnât live far. He regrets this decision immediately, however, when he runs into you. Which leads him to the dilemma heâs put himself in right now.Â
âOh noâŠof course I'd run into Y/N at this very moment. Why didnât I just teleport home as soon as I finished?â
Just like with the rest of his friends, Saiki found you a nuisance, someone who interfered with his ability to lead a ânormalâ and peaceful life, but for a different reason than the rest of his peers. The two of you had been friends for a long time, longer than any of his current ones, but your relationship has felt different recently, and itâs been stressing Saiki out.Â
As of late, Saiki has taken notice of some new uncomfortable feelings that only arise around you. Tightness in his chest, a weird sensation in his stomach. He doesnât get sick, so obviously these symptoms alarm Kusuo. What was even more alarming was the fact that they were recurring, and most alarming of all, they were only recurrent around you.Â
Heâd been trying to avoid the most dreadful conclusion for these feelings ever since he noted that they only arose around you. Heâs heard the signs a million times thanks to his love-crazed classmates. Clammy hands, heâs got it. A burning feeling in his chest? A blazing feeling, even. It brought him a sense of horror unlike any other, but after being unable to rid himself of his troublesome feelings, heâd come to the conclusion that yes, he, of all people, has a crush. Even worse, it was a crush on one of the only tolerable people in his life.
Maybe this conclusion wasnât all that shocking, but it certainly didnât make Kusuo feel any good. Heâd been friends with you for years, spending all that time getting to know you and growing comfortable with you, and now suddenly he feels something more than friendship? Him of all people, the psychic who thought that it was his very nature not to be romantically involved with anyone? It turned his view of himself upside down.Â
Saiki reached this conclusion not too long ago, and heâs still trying to figure out what to do with it. What was even worse about the ordeal was that your thoughts, as of late, have also been worrisome, seemingly more eager than usual to be around Saiki and questioning yourself whenever you caught yourself thinking of him in a not-so-just-friends kind of way. He's been trying his best to avoid you until he can figure out how to dispose of these feelings without them growing and without you catching on, as it seemed that they only intensified each time he saw you, and that wasnât something he wanted.
Yet here you were, and for some reason, you were also in a Santa getup like Kusuo.
And after recovering from your initial moment of shock, you spoke out into the quiet, frigid atomosphere. âKusuo? Is that you?â
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As you lived near Kusuo, the two of you accompanied each other on your walks home. You both removed your beards and hats to see and talk to each other properly, and you anxiously explained to Saiki the reasoning behind your getup after he explained his own, flustered that he caught you at such an embarrassing time.Â
âWell, my work required me to wear something festive, and I got stuck with Santa out of all our costumes. I would have preferred an elf or even a snowman over Santa. Iâve been sweating all day.â You laughed nervously as you held your gaze to the ground and your beard up in defeat. But then you let your arm drop to its side and you turned toward him with a small smile.Â
âI think itâs nice what you did, even if your parents coaxed you into it. Not many people would step up like you did tonight.â
Saiki stared at you exasperatedly. Usually Saiki doesnât care for any sort of praise he receives, and he really (and I mean truly), doesnât mean to brag, but he usually receives a lot. He doesnât think much of it, but something about it coming from you makes him reflect, which pained him. He hates the effect you have on him, which is why heâs been trying to stay away. But somehow, he always keeps finding his way back to you, and you to him. He has to deal with a lot of irritating people on a daily basis, but you were his ultimate headache. Just how was he about to go about this new development in your relationship? It made him uneasy to think that things would have to change between you two, that things were already changing. Was it because he let you so close to him that he developed these feelings for you? That heâs gotten so vulnerable, so much more anxious and scared? Was he right about relationships in general being nothing but an inconvenience?Â
Your house came before his, and out of respect, Kusuo walked you to your doorstep, deep in almost dark thought about his feelings. You didnât mind Kusuo being quiet, and for the most part, your dynamic has usually consisted of you being the more talkative one. Besides, you were both exhausted from your eventful evenings. What you didnât expect was for Saiki to follow behind you as you climbed up the steps to your porch. When you turned around behind you, your eyes widened in alarm.
âOh no, Saiki, itâs okay, you donât need to-!â
By the time he stopped in his tracks, your warning was futile. Saiki stared in confusion over your panicked face, your eyes carrying a sort of frenzied look in them. âWhat? Whatâs with the sudden dismissal? I only-â
And suddenly his own eyes widened in panic as he realized his error, his miscalculation. Heâs beating himself up for not being more cautious, especially during this time of year. How could he be so careless?
Kusuo slowly turned his head up, almost in fear, to get a better view of the mistletoe that hung above the two of you.Â
âMy family thoughtâŠit would be sweetâŠâ
Saiki stared in horror with his mouth open at the plant before quickly turning his attention back to you. What was he supposed to do? He wasnât entitled to kissing you, he could obviously refuse. But his stomach churned. Did he really want to be turned down? The thought, even if it cropped up for a second, made him want to slap himself and hurl.Â
The two of you stared at each other nervously in silence for a couple of moments before you suddenly took a deep breath. Saikiâs eyes widened even further. âAre they seriously going to kiss me? I didnât think theyâd have the courage to make a move like that. Their thoughts never indicated-â
Warm lips met his cheek for the swiftest moment before only a tingling sensation lingered. It had happened so quick it left him feeling dazed from being pulled out so suddenly from his thoughts. His surprised gaze still firmly held your nervous one, and silence fell between the two of you for a brief moment.Â
âThank you for walking me home. Merry Christmas, Saiki.â You quickly sputtered out these final words before turning on your heel and quickly heading inside, thankful that the door was left unlocked by one of your family members like you had asked earlier that evening.Â
Saiki couldnât help but linger at the porch for a few seconds, staring at the closed door before slowly turning around and continuing the path toward his house.
There was good reason for him to want to avoid you, especially tonight. When he got home and headed into the kitchen to greet his mother, she commented absentmindedly on the deep rose that settled into his face from the cold, and talked to no one in particular about how wonderful and joyous the Christmas season was.
wishing you all a happy and healthy 2023!! thank you for all the support iâve received this past year <3
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I am so sorry for this ask, I promise:
But I'm curious how the whole Rekindling scenario might be different in olor.
Like, a big part of the omegaverse is that kinks are kinda more acceptable and seen as normal since you all have a period of time where your sex drive can turn you lowkey insane.
I get the sense that while the kids may have a similar reaction on the "WAIT YOU TWO ARE FUCKING AGAIN?" front, I'm really not sure how they'd react to the exact nature of the fucking in olor.
Although. Bonus points for all of them being able to SMELL that Rei and Enji have "rekindled" and Shoto, oblivious bean that he is, still has no idea what that smell MEANS. And nobody wants to explain it to him.
Cue many an awkward moment where upperclassmen were getting teased after smelling weird being recontextualized, and now Shoto REALLY needs some brain bleach.
Oh so there's multiple things with this and I'm gonna go on tangents so!
So while some aspects of the Omegaverse are ofc horny on main, discovering kinks isn't necessarily something that would happen on its own.
Like. How does one discover kinks if you're not the type to actively look at kink content that may introduce you? Mostly by accident.
Taking Enji and Rei as an example. They have very little knowledge of kind outside of a basic 'it exists' and maybe a few baseline things like bondage. But while one may learn about handcuffs and realize they like that, unless they look into it they're not going to really think 'hey get some ropes and tie me up like a Christmas ham'(shibari) on their own.
On the other hand, they'll run into other kinks by nature. For example: both have a temperature play kink. It came free with their Quirk. But at the same time neither really /knows/ that temperature play is a common kink that people can be into .
Of course there's another category that I don't quite think applies to these two but is a real-world thing of 'hey why does this episode of Totally Spies turn me on?' so ya know.
Multiple ways to figure out kinks but the baseline 'really horny' isn't one of them.
Anyway onto the scent stuff:
I debate on whether there's a specific scent to sex stuff past like. Heat/rut blasting pheromones to entice a partner. Which is kinda different.
But it's more like. The fact that while they've been co-habitating for a while and while living together does get their scents on each other, it's faint and you'd have to be actively looking for it. But then suddenly their scents are so strongly all over the other. Add in being bad at hiding bite marks and... yeah. Figured it out.
Re: Shoto being able to connect the dots or not: In both mainline CC and olor, they wouldn't be at the 'rekindling point until probably at least Shoto's third year of high school. And at that point between living in the UA dorms and his own experiences he's not exactly clueless to the 'oh y'all are hooking up' signs.
that said!
One of my favorite shifts in dynamics that olor brings to the table is actually in the /before/ part of the relationship, not the afterward Rekindling part.
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This is a plot bit I kinda did in Road to Hell, it's just elongated and different in olor. But also I don't think it got across in full in Road to Hell because it's Enji's pov and he didn't notice.
But it takes a bit for Rei to really actually trust Enji at all. Even with the things he says, she's suspicious. She's not used to people who would treat her like a person. She expected to end up with a husband who would expect her to be at his beck and call. And who wouldn't take 'no' for an answer if she refused.
So when she ends up living with Enji, though he did some things different, she still expects the same treatment. So she plays into it at first. This leads to their talk in the kitchen in Road to Hell where he does his best to assure her that he wants to help her above anything else.
And while this intrigues her and she wants to trust that he's a decent man who didn't know what he was getting into with her and all...... that hasn't been her experience so she's skeptical until he proves himself.
In Road to Hell this happens quicker, as we have the 'engagment party' bit where Kaito took Enji out for a drink. Rei's too filled with anxiety because while the man can play whatever role he wants sober, who knows what he'll do when drunk.
And she anxieties herself into it. Unable to sleep. Waiting up. Preparing herself for something awful....... Only to have him ramble about liking her and try to ask her on a date.
It clicks in her head that 'oh. He actually means this. He's not going to hurt me like that.'. Ofc it doesn't get rid of /all/ of Rei's issues. Even if she logically knows what kind of man he is now, it doesn't stop years of conditionng and expectations and fear that one slip will change things
Anyway:
In olor, this goes on a bit longer. Because one aspect of the Omegaverse is 'using heats/ruts to justify sexual assault'. So it's not a 'how does he act when drunk' question for her, it's a 'how does he act when heats/ruts are in play?'.
And Rei avoids this for a bit. First heat when they're living together, she avoids him altogether. Makes an excuse of not feeling well.
That doesn't last of course. Anyone with basic sex ed knows heats are a monthly thing so if she's 'sick' every month.... yeah he'll eventually connect the dots.
Which yeah eventually it does get to a point of noticing and being in proximity and.... nothing happens. Oh sure, he definitely notices. Reacts with interest. But he doesn't make any moves.
Even so, Rei's still on edge until the roles are flipped. When dealing with his rut instead. She tries to avoid him but he's not making an effort to avoid her. And it's the same thing as before: clear interest. This time a bit more forward, as his thoughts are hazed. But the second Rei pulls back, so does he.
It's only now that it clicks. She's safe here.
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Okay so i did explain to him that the uk version was the original and his comment to that was a very simple ânot to be a bitch to the tea people but Brian is betterâ and then I told him that Charlie Hunnam aka the hot guy from Sons of Anarchy was actually in it and i wish you could see his face! Literally jaw on the floor/wide eyed and he sat like that for a good minute. But that lead to him then going on a 5-10 minute rambling about how Charlie and Aiden worked together in the movie King Arthur so now Gale and Randy have to reunite as well. And i fully agree with him.
Listen, itâs been days since he found out about Gale being straight and heâs still shocked. We did watch the Prom episode and he literally paused on him and went âcome on..he canâtâŠmanâ heâs literally having a similar reaction as Mikey did to Hunter. Itâs kinda funny ngl. As for his âi thinkâ moment, I honestly have no clue what Gale did to him. Our uncle did say to our mom that if this is how he comes to a certain type of realization that he will never let him live it down because my brother made fun of him for realizing he was gay due to young Hugh Grant. So i think out of everyone, my uncle is the only one who is actually hoping my brother had an awakening through Gale.
I have a love hate relationship with the proposal (my brother only has like 2% love for it, the rest is hate but whatever) but the âmy princeâ thing started a fight in the house when we watched it. Cause to me it was a cute moment but for some reason is felt a little awkward to me. I think cause the whole thing felt out of character, idk how to explain it. But my brother while having an âawwwâ type of reaction, swears that Brian would never and that the reason for Brianâs expression afterwards is because Gale was trying not to laugh. So his hatred for the proposal is insane.
As for the B99, both of us have seen in multiple times and he put it on last Saturday because he wanted to watch some comfort shows. And then on Wednesday we were watching the Halloween II episode and when the episode ended with Holt winning the heist thatâs when my brother got a text from his friend about Andre. It was the worst timing ever. So for the past few days B99 is the only thing weâve watched.
Btw our family has this tradition where for Christmas we give each other 3 presents. 2 that are good/useful and 1 thatâs something random/weird/sometimes bad. And last year he gave me 2 different photos of himself as a present and the 3rd one was a box of condoms (that was his âbad gift cause lesbian ha ha and photos of him are always a good gift duuhâ- this was his actual explanation). So Iâm genuinely considering giving him your blog and the knowledge of the fandom/what i did :/ as the 3rd gift. I told my uncle and cousins and they all think this is a great idea, which leads me to believe its a bad idea BUT i guess we will find out. He does know fandom exists because heâs been watching edits but he doesnât know about fics and tumblr. So Iâm going to slowly let him him know this week. Wish me luck even though i think heâll handle it okayâŠish
UH YES GALE AND RANDY NEED TO REUNITE IN A FILM. Your brother is so wise about this.
Iâm lmao literally about his reaction to Gale being straight is Mikeyâs reaction to Hunter being straight. So heâs being half drag queen half Italian about the news.
Your uncle realized he was gay to a young Hugh Grant? Iâm dyinggggg! My spouse came out to their parents in their bedroom which was papered floor to ceiling with magazine cutouts of Sandra Bullock. And I had Jennifer Anniston all over my room. I guess my point is, we all have the celebrity that makes us go Oh. Oh.
I do think Gale was trying not to laugh, I mean he really looks like heâs about to crack up. The for my prince line is the worst. And if I was Justin â well a lot of things if I was Justin, but I would say no on the basis of that line alone and make Brian go get assessed for a stroke or something.
I watched Halloween II the night I found out about Andre! I watch B99 every night as Iâm falling asleep. ACAB and all that but it is my comfort show.
One year my in-laws did a white elephant gift exchange and my BIL thought we were all doing gag gifts so he got boxer briefs and socks printed with his face on them. My spouse âwonâ them and theyâre now in our sock and underwear drawer. All this to say, I think your brother gets to learn about his tumblr fame for Christmas. This year is an in-laws year for Christmas (we alternate, my parents are still salty about 2020 being their year) so if you want to send me updates, I will welcome the distraction. I love my in-laws (and especially my niblings) but I am an only child and my parents are quiet and visiting my in-laws is 8 adults, 3 children, and one dog under one roof and no one is quiet and it is A LOT for me.
I think heâll handle it okay. Just make sure he doesnât let the fame go to his head.
Also, Brother Anon if youâre reading this because your sister revealed that sheâs been sharing your reactions with the internet - HELLO! YOU ARE VERY POPULAR IN A TEENY TINY FANDOM ON TUMBLR WHICH IS A VERY PARTICULAR TYPE OF FAME.
#ask winderlylandchime#dear sweet anon#queer as folk#a straight man watches qaf us 2000 in the year of our lord 2023
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22, 26, and 34 for the Layton asks? -Insomnia Anon :)
INSOMNIA ANON!!!!!! HIIII (RUNS CIRCLES AROUND YOU EXCITEDLY) HIIII HELOO!!!!
22) Do you have any merchandise? If yes, what? If no, would you like any? What would you get?
I was gonna say no but then I remembered that I literally have the Eternal Diva Luke plushie on my bed, I forget when abouts I got him but he's definitely starting to show his age a bit lol. He's one of my earliest fandom plushie and he's still very dear to me! :)
For "semi-official" merch, I have one of the Fangamer Layton t-shirts, the Veil of Night one I think it's called. It's hands down one of my favourite shirts ever, the design on it is beautiful and it's that amazing Fangamer quality that I've never had any issues with. I remember when it was first released and they weren't shipping it out to Europe initially, I was PISSED. I think I checked the site like every week or so to see when it would be available for EU shipping and as soon as it was, I brought it.
And of course, I get fanmade stuff whenever I go to conventions! I got prints, pins, stickers and more! Whatever I can get really, you know how it is being a Layton fan lol
26) How did you discover the series?
Funny enough, it got advertised to me when I was like 10/11. It was the lead up to Christmas and an ad for Lost Future came up on the telly while me and my brother were watching, I was instantly interested and my brother casually said that I should get it for Christmas. So I did, and I've been going crazy over it ever since.
The one and only time advertising has ever worked on me, kinda insane, I also remember going insane anytime an ad for any of the other games would play because "holy shit why is Layton on da TV?????" The idea of video games getting TV ads is still somewhat weird to me, but I'm glad they did for Layton.
34) Do you want more games or do you think the series has run its course and is fine as it is?
If I'm being 100% honest? No. I think the games have run their courses and I'm satisfied with where they've ended. If you asked me about 6/7 years ago the same question, I would say I wanted more games, but that was before Lady Layton came out and while I do love the game a lot, I'd be lying if I said it wasn't a bit of a spit in the eye to the Layton series. Besides I do NOT trust LEVEL-5 with where they are right now to make a new game without it being some kind of cash grab.
Maybe if anything, I'd appreciate another cross over game or a mini series or something. The remakes for mobile have been nice and I do appreciate the efforts gone into them a lot, but they're just not my cup of tea lol. Who knows maybe they'll announce something new and interesting in the future to catch my interest and make me change my mind, but right now, FUCKING LEAVE THE SERIES REST PLEEEEEASE THANK YOU FJDJHSHSHJ
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Ranking all the roles I've played on stage
Friend in a modern Cinderella retelling (age 10): Still find it hilarious that I was one of the main characters but didn't get a name (I was basically a second Prince who got with the second Cinderella). This one was cute but I didn't have a microphone so no-one could hear what I was saying. Also this was my first time being on stage so I had no idea what I was doing. 6/10
Donald Trump in a random school play (age 11): This one has definitely aged the worst. The play was about him becoming the principal of our school and banning homework, etc. Also, it was in Irish. I'm proud of it cause it was my first lead role but the subject matter really sours this. 4/10
A Student in Legally Blonde (age 11): I cannot remember the character's name for the life of me. This was kinda boring and just another role I was typecasted as (nice person). 5/10
Paulette in Legally Blonde (age 11): I loved this role. I got to be a sassy lady which was quite foreign for me. I hated the costume for this role though, it was a fur coat and I was melting under the stage lights. Shame this was only for one scene though. 7/10
A Hippie in an X-Factor parody (age 12): This was fun. I basically played a crazy vegan environmentalist which was different from my other roles. I kinda wish I had more of a character rather than just being a joke with legs. Also this character has canonically killed someone! 7/10
The Narrator in a random Christmas school play (age 12): I like this role. I was the most boring part of an insane play (which involved Ms Claus divorcing Santa to be with the Grinch) but I made my crush laugh hysterically so that was a plus. 6/10
A Leprechaun in a random St Patrick's Day school play (age 13): This is the worst one, even worse than Donald Trump. I had one line which was just me saying that baked potatoes were the best kind. Worst part? The microphone decided to give out loads of feedback specifically when I was saying my one line. 0/10
Emily in The Appropriate Response (age 16): I loved Emily but I unfortunately did not get to play her to her full potential (see next entry). She was one of the most normal characters in a play full of strange people and she was one of only two characters to get character development. RIP Emily, you died too soon. 8/10
Luke in The Appropriate Response (age 16): So I wasn't meant to play this character. The actor playing him was sick the day of the show (probably because we said the name of the Scottish play a few weeks earlier) and his role was too big to write out. The week before I had jokingly said that I knew everyone else's lines better than my own, so I was nominated to play Luke. The show fortunately ran smoothly and I'm really proud of myself for stepping up. I'm still quite annoyed that I didn't get to play Emily's story the full way through though. 8/10
The Good Witch in The Wizard of Oz (age 16): This was a good role, but I felt weird playing it cause I was the oldest out of the other actors and I felt like I just showed up and took one of the leads from a bunch of 13 year olds. I'm still cringing at the fact I smushed East and West together and said "the Wicked Witch of the Weast". Also this role made me sick for my birthday and Christmas. 7/10
A Voice in Talking With Angels (age 17): This was an ensemble role and I do prefer my main role in this show, but I loved the direction we went with this show. Talking With Angels is about Joan of Arc but we set it during one of the World Cups so the Voices were just football hooligans and we betrayed Joan at the end which was so cool. 8/10
Prince in Talking With Angels (age 17): I LOVE THIS ROLE. I auditioned for this role thinking he'd be a pathetic little guy who totally wasn't in love with the Duke, but in reality he was the king of the hooligans and a real threatening force. This was the most out of my typical typecast I've ever been and I loved it. 10/10
#theatre#theatre kid#my roles#cant wait to be finished with exams so i can act again#tw donald trump
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get comfy, this seems long
a little background of semi important info: i missed the entire first week back ill, i havenât actually made it in to uni since like the end of november because every time i get near there i become ill and i only need 1 module to pass my year because iâm leaving in summer anyway (i wanted to leave at christmas but my course lead convinced me to stay till summer)
okay so, i turned up for my first day of 2nd semester this morning (i missed last week because i was ill) and theres a class in the room iâm supposed to be in so i just keep walking and sit on the floor nearby. When my class start time comes i head back to the room and my lecturer is stood at the door and tells me iâm half an hour late because we now start half an hour earlier despite what my (digital) timetable says but i was apparently just supposed to know this even though she knows i wasnât in last week so was very confused. I go in and i can hear people whispering my name, theyâre turning to look at me and some are even pointing at me and it felt like i was back in high school so was ready to just leave then. So then at lunch i get an email from my course lead asking what iâm doing, if iâm coming back at all and that he thinks i should just do 1 module (2 months ago he said iâm best doing all 3 so slightly confused on why thats changed) (itâd mean iâm only in 1 day a week). I go back in after lunch and my module tutor ( also my personal tutor) pulls me aside and says that she has agreed with my course lead that iâll just do her module even though she hasnât spoken to me about this because every time iâve emailed her sheâs just ignored me. She said this infront of a new student who iâve never met before and within ear shot of like half the class so now everyone knows half a story thinking they know the whole story. She then introduced me to this new student who sheâs essentially asked to join this class to âlook after meâ (her words) (the student wanted to do an extra module because her schedule is kinda empty). This new student then introduces me to her friend who just happens to be uni crush. I go to say that we already know each other and uni crush acts like iâm a complete stranger. We then had physical testing and uni crush makes comments about me being really supportive and that if she competed in sports that sheâd want me to travel everywhere with her.
So now iâm just very confused with everything. On whether to stay, on how many modules to do and wtf to do with uni crush
iâm so so so genuinely sorry itâs taken a week to get back to this đ”âđ« have been all overrrrr the place emotionally and geographically lmao so i do apologise!! and hope that maybe things have settled a little since <3 suuuuper weird that theyâd make decisions about you without your input, seems like an odd way of operating for sure!! alsooo strange that uni crush acted like she didnât know you, any idea what was up for that / howâs it been since? i think just sitting down with your tutor or whoever you think and having a proper chat instead of miscommunication and stuff might help them see what would work best for you!!!!! seems like theyâre assuming stuff atp. hope youâre doing better, sorry again for the incredibly late response x
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4-10, 45-50 -âłïž
*breaks hands* here we go
4. Which cryptid do you believe in? I don't believe in them, BUT I do love the Ningen! They look silly.
5. What color are your eyes? They look black but they're actually deep brown when under the sunlight! 6. Why did you do that? I'm gonna assume that this is about art. I used to do art as a way to cope, I also used to make stories, OCs and universes for the same reason too. I was so deep in my own world that I would pretend that my characters are in the same room comforting me. My journals would have sticky notes where each colored notes represents my OCs and my mental "therapist", Vantrince, assessing and unraveling my distorted thoughts. Unknowingly I've done self CBT therapy to myself lol. My mental recovery has been slow but I'm doing way better now and I've been out from my own world for years! Now I do art as a passion, and since creating makes me happy I never plan on stopping ^^
7. Hair ties or scrunchies? My hair is too short for that... but I guess scrunchies??
8. How many water bottles are in your room right now? Two. One for my water and another to fulfill my caffeine addiction 9. Hot coffee or cold coffee? Cold....... even when my office is -5 degrees celcius. 10. Would you slaugher the rich? Depends. If we're talking about my CEO and those filthy rich corporate assholes then yes.
45. Can you remember what happened yesterday? One of my friend is having a hiccup spree and couldn't stop for a few hours. Even after it stopped, it returns quick. So another of my friend and I looked up the side effects of hiccups... apparently you could get depressed from that? That one leads to more discoveries and it made us laugh for like 2 hours.
46. Favorite holiday film? Nightmare before christmas  đŻÂ  đŻÂ  đŻÂ
47. Last message you sent?
48. When did you first try an alcoholic beverage? I only started drinking two years ago, only socially though. But I have another story that kinda relates to this lol- My first alcoholic experience was back in elementary school or junior high school... on accident of course. My dad have some expensive chocolate that his friend brought him. There were four flavors, three of them were pretty standard but one of them tasted weird. My dad then went into my room and asked if I ate some of his chocolates, apparently one of them has whiskey in it đđđand it was the weird one
49. Can you skip rocks? Never tried so I don't know!
50. Can I tag you in random stuff? Yes please, it made me feel wanted TvT
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[ID: two variations of a traditional drawing done with paint pens. Drawing depicts a thin white person with short black hair in a red sweater, blue jeans and white shoes. They're sitting in a chair in the bottom left hand corner of the image, staring down at a mug they're holding with a glum expression. The background is a somewhat abstract depiction of a fireplace with a Christmas wreath hanging above it, done entirely in dull blue, purple and grey tones. A light blue-grey border surrounds the image. Only difference between first and second image is that stylised ghosts have been drawn digitally overtop the image in the second one. End ID]
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#art#tradtional drawing#traditonal art#shout-out to iris beloved besite mutual for saying they'd still think I'm cool if I posted this#that's all i needed lmao#there's not a lot of thought process too this beyond like. holiday season melancholy?#lead up to Christmas has been weird this year and that's. kinda what this was ig#any way uhhh yeah take this I've got an exam for the rest of the day <3 I'm shaking but it's fine#wish me luck besties!
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Snow on Concrete | LHC
SUMMARY: You and Donghyuck had been on bad terms for many years now, even though you share a friend group. Your opinion of him is thrown of its axis, however, when you pull his name for Secret Santa. It seems your friend group had finally gotten sick of the tension between the two of you. Can you both get over your pride for the sake of Christmas? Or does it run too deep?
A/N: this is part of a series of fics I'm going to release leading up to Christmas!! I'm very excited its gonna be each nct dream member in a different christmas/winter scenario.. and I'm going to post a prompt list so you can request for other non dream members as well!! I hope you guys enjoy!!
PAIRING: haechan x gn!reader
WORD COUNT: 7121
GENRE: kinda angsty? enemies to lovers vibes, fluff at the end
WARNINGS: cursing, mark refers to reader as man and dude but that's just bc itâs mark reader isnât actually gendered, mentions your grandma passing in childhood, I think thatâs it let me know if I missed anything!
You werenât quite sure the exact moment your years of not quite silent dislike for Donghyuck began, all you know is that itâs been lingering in the air for what seems like forever now. It didnât help that you shared a friend group, meaning you had little to no chance of avoiding him.
You tried to like the boy, you really did. There was just something about how cocky he was, that stupid smirk he was always wearing, the color of his dumb eyes, and the way his voice sounded like a melody everytime he spoke that made you annoyed by his presence.
Thatâs why when Renjun informs you that Donghyuckâs going to be present when you guys hang out tonight youâre half tempted to say no.
âYouâre being dramatic. Itâs not gonna be that bad.â Renjun scolds as he practically drags you out the door to his car.
âJun, I know you think itâs not that bad but the whole time weâre in a room together I can feel him quietly simmering at my very existence.â
Renjun chuckles at your dramatics, well used to this weird rivalry between you two.
âItâs not like heâs the only one! You give him nothing to work with, y/n. Do you expect him to be nothing but kind and friendly to you when you clearly donât like him? Besides, heâs really not as bad as you think he is. You just have to give him a chance.â
You fight the urge to roll your eyes at your far too optimistic friend and instead elect to just take pause as you hop into his passenger seat, closing the door behind you. When Renjun is in the car and beginning to start the ignition you continue the conversation.
âIâve tried to like him I really have! Thereâs just something about him that irks me. And itâs not as one sided as you guys make it seem heâs said shitty stuff to me too. Even when he doesnât say anything to me heâs always glaring at me like I just took out his entire family and burnt down his house.â
âI think you just take everything he does too personally if iâm honest with you, y/n. He doesnât have this vendetta against you that you seem to think he does. Seriously. Heâs never once said anything bad about you when youâre not around.â
You laugh sarcastically at his words, âI find that very hard to believe.â
Renjun sighs at your stubbornness and seems to give up on the conversation. He turns the radio up and you silently look out the window, feeling a little guilty.
The drive passes by somewhat quickly, not another word being exchanged between you and your friend.
When Renjun has finished parking you take a deep calming breath and get out of the car. You begin slowly walking towards Markâs apartment, leaving enough time for Renjun to catch up to you before you make it to the door.
He rings the buzzer for Mark to let you in and sighs, yet again, before turning to speak to you.
âWill you please just try to get along with him? Itâs almost christmas.â
You consider for a moment before relenting.
âFine. But if he says something rude to me Iâm not gonna just take it.â
âThatâs fine. Iâm not asking you to let him walk all over you. Iâm just asking you to attempt civility for the sake of the holiday.â
As Renjun finishes his sentence the door buzzes open and you both begin your ascent up the stairs to Markâs apartment.
The moment you knock at Markâs door it swings open to reveal Donghyuck. Speak of the devil and he shall appear.
âHey Hyuck.â
Donghyuck and Renjun pull eachother into some sort of bro hug and exchange greetings. You stand there, admittedly slightly uncomfortable, as you wait for the two boys to finish their moment.Â
When Donghyuck and Renjun turn to you you have to physically suppress the urge to frown at the aforementioned boy. Instead, you give him what hopefully looks like a polite smile.Â
He, in return, maintains a completely stoic expression and turns to walk into the apartment. So much for civility.
You look to Renjun with an eyebrow raised as to say Do you see what iâm fucking talking about?Â
But he just shakes his head and turns on his heels to enter the apartment. You let out one more self pitying sigh before quietly closing the door and walking into Markâs apartment.
Markâs place isnât the biggest but itâs quite cozy. Itâs in the middle of all of your guysâ places so you always end up hanging out here.Â
You walk further in and are met by the man in question standing in the kitchen grabbing a large amount of cups to assumingely get drinks for everybody.
âOh shit! Hey dude! Iâm glad you could make it. You mind helping me with all this?âÂ
âOf course. Iâm glad I could make it too I havenât seen you in weeks.â
Mark smiles at your response, nodding sympathetically.
âExams have been rough, man. We all missed you though! Why didnât you come hang with us last weekend?â You silently begin helping mark pull down cups for the drinks as you continue your conversation.
âI was finishing up an essay for my english class. I missed you guys too though.â
Mark makes a face of realization where he stands at the fridge grabbing a diet coke for Donghyuck.
âOh shit, yeah I think Hyuck mentioned that. Arenât you guys in the same english class?â
You nod awkwardly. You did have the same english class, but, youâd never actually spoken to him in it.
âWell that sucks, man. I donât know why she gave you guys an assignment so close to break. Uh, can you just grab those few drinks and iâll carry these ones?â
You respond affirmatively and grab the few drinks Mark couldnât carry and follow him towards the living room. As you walk in you overhear the end of a conversation.Â
Jeno is saying something about how who you assume is Donghyuck is âcompletely hopelessâ based off the fact Donghyuck mutters a quick âfuck offâ before they hear you and Mark enter and they suddenly get quiet.
âHey! Look who the cat dragged in.â Jaemin is the first to speak. Jumping up to help you with the drinks before pulling you into a hug.Â
When you pull away Jeno is right behind him pulling you into another hug, greeting you as he does.
Then comes Chenle and Jisung doing so as well. When youâve finally been passed around the room to all the boys that hadnât greeted you yet you grab the free seat in between Chenle and Jisung on Markâs tiny loveseat. Jaemin and Jeno are squeezed together on an arm chair thatâs definitely made for one person. Jaemin is sitting more so on Jeno than the chair in a very typical Jaemin fashion.
Renjun and Donghyuck are on the couch, Mark coming to sit next to Donghyuck, handing him his coke as he does.
Chatter immediately fills the space, everybody lamenting about the exams they had just finished.
You get sidetracked in a conversation with Jisung about the newest Marvel movie thatâs just been released when suddenly Mark is standing up and clapping his hands to gather everybodyâs attention.
Donghyuck scoffs, âWhat is this a middle school assembly?â
The fact you have to hold back a laugh makes you somehow hate his presence even more. It seems the boy notices the fact you found him amusing because when you look up at him, barely contained giggle still present on your lips he simply smirks and looks back at Mark.
âShut the fuck up, Hyuck. Anyways, iâve made the executive decision that weâre gonna do secret santa. Nobody has the money to buy everybody gifts so thisâll be way easier on our wallets. I already have all the names ready so everybody come up one at a time and iâll give you a random name.â
Jaemin is the first to stand, making grabby hands at Mark, who had at some point gotten out a bunch of folded pieces of paper from god knows where.Â
Mark gives Jaemin a slip of paper and announces that everybody should wait until we all have a name to look at them.
One by one everybody receives a name. Youâre the last to go. You get your paper and sit back down at your spot on the loveseat.Â
Mark takes his spot back next to Donghyuck and tells everybody to look at their paper.
You slowly unfold the slip.
Motherfucker.
Written in black inc on the paper is the name you had wanted to avoid the most.
Donghyuck <3
And to add insult to injury Mark had put a little heart next to his name, almost as if he knew youâd be the one receiving it. That asshole.
You look up at the owner of the name on your paper and are shocked to find him already looking at you, an unreadable expression on his face. You avert your gaze embarrassed that you were caught looking at him and instead choose to pester Jisung to tell you who he got, trying to ignore that the entire time you can feel Donghyuckâs gaze burning into the side of your head.
âJeno seriously! Just trade me! Just this once! Iâll do whatever you want!â You whine at Jeno from the passenger seat of his car. Renjun was staying late at Markâs so Jeno offered to give you a ride home.
Jaemin laughs from the backseat clearly amused at your suffering.
âJaemin⊠please⊠remember when I wrote your english essay for you? Remember that? Remember how kind and generous I was for doing that for you? Hm?â
Jaemin laughs even harder when you turn your begging to him.
âNeither of us are gonna trade you, y/n. This is kinda hilarious.â You almost hit Jeno for his love of your misery but decide not to just incase it made him accidentally crash the car you were all in. Well. On second thought, maybe that wouldnât be so bad.
âWhy did I have to pick his name? The universe hates me. What am I even gonna get him?â
Jaemin cannot seem to stop laughing at your misery. You throw a sharp glare at him which only doubles his clear glee.
âWeâre not even supposed to know who you picked, yet you want us to also help you find a gift? Seems a little fucked up donât you think, babe?â
âFirst of all, donât call me babe when youâre laughing at my agony, Na Jaemin. Second of all, I know nothing about Donghyuckâs interests I seriously need help guys.â
The last time youâd heard Donghyuck talk about any of the things he likes it had been years ago and he wasnât event talking to you. Youâd just happened to hear him mention to Mark that he wanted this new playstation game that was coming out. There was no way he still wanted it or didnât already have it.
âUm, I think heâs into music right now? Heâs been mentioning this one band a lot but I donât remember what theyâre called.â
God bless Jeno for giving you something to work with.
âOkay, I can do something with that. Lemme check his social media.â
You pull out your phone and open twitter. You quickly locate his account in your recently searched.
You begin scrolling through his tweets desperately looking for anything mentioning a band or singer.
âGot it!â you pause, sending Jeno a wry glance, âMichael Jackson? Seriously, Jeno? You couldnât remember Michael Jackson? And you thought he was a band?â
Jeno just shrugs at you and looks back to the road.
âWasnât he into collecting vinyls for awhile? Does he have Michael Jackson ones? That would be a good gift, right?â
âOh yeah and you know nothing about his interests, right?â Jaemin responds with a teasing lilt to his voice.
âIgnoring Jaemin, yes he is still into collecting vinyls and no I donât think he has any Michael Jackson ones.â Thank the lord.
âHe doesnât. He gave me a quote unquote vinyl haul at the apartment the other day and he didnât have any Michael Jackson ones.â Jaemin answers, finally deciding to be helpful.
âAlright. I can work with that. This will be fine.â You say more to yourself than to the boys.
âYeah you definitely donât care what he thinks of you.â Never mind. Jaemin is never helpful.
âI donât care what he thinks of me. I just donât wanna be the grinch of the friend group.â Nobody in the car seems super convinced.
As you end your sentence Jeno pulls up to your apartment. You say goodbye to the boys, giving Jaemin a quick hug when he gets out to take your spot up front before waving them off and walking up to your place.
Alright. Michael Jackson vinyl. You got this.
You stop by a record shop the next day and pick out a few vinyls for Donghyuck. You get a couple really early ones, a few of his later works, and one that has his greatest hits on it for good measure.
On your walk back to your apartment you stop by the store to get some wrapping paper and tape and head back home.
Maybe this wouldnât be as much of a shit show as you thought it would be.
The date youâd set to exchange your gifts approaches quickly. Chenle had told you heâd had to scramble to get his secret santa gift the day before and youâd laughed at him telling him youâd gotten yours the day after youâd hung out. You felt bad for whoever was receiving the gift Chenle had bought.
Youâd gone a bit over the spending limit youâd all set, not even really knowing why. Maybe it was the christmas spirit.
Jeno and Jaemin pull up to pick you up, blasting obnoxious christmas music that you could hear from the stoop of your apartment.Â
You pull your coat tighter around you to combat the biting winter air and walk to his car as fast as you can.
The minute youâre settled in the back of the car Jaemin is turning to you and speaking with a teasing grin.
âSo, did you get his gift?â
You roll your eyes at him before responding.
âObviously I got him a gift, Jaemin. I wouldnât just not get him anything iâm not that much of a dick.
Jeno mutters something under his breath along the lines of only to Donghyuck but you choose to ignore it for the sake of Christmas.
The car ride is spent with all of you loudly singing along to Jaeminâs holiday playlist.
When Jeno pulls up to your destination you begin to feel almost nervous. What if Donghyuck absolutely hated the gift? What if he already had all of these vinyls?Â
You pause for a moment.
Why do you care what Donghyuck would think about the gift? Itâs not like you like him all that much anyways. You shrug it off as the holiday spirit getting to you once again.Â
Your thoughts are interrupted by Jeno opening your car door, clearly exasperated that you were taking so long judging off the sudden burst of chivalry.
The three of you make your way up to Markâs apartment and the nerves begin to build again.Â
Why were you so anxious?
Jaemin knocks on the door, cutting the silence. This time Mark is the one to usher you all into the house.Â
Heâd given all of you the same cheesy Christmas bag to put your respective gifts in so people couldnât figure out who their giver was based off the wrappings. Pretty smart on his part in all honesty.
You three take off your winter gear and make your way into the living room. You find that all of your friends had beaten you there.
In the week you hadnât been to his apartment Mark had decked it out in a shit ton of christmas decorations. He even had a small tree decorated in the corner of the room.
The room was dim and lit by christmas lights lining the corners of the walls and adorning the tree. He had his TV quietly playing christmas music, it was amazingly cozy and cute.
Everybody stands up to greet the three of you, Mark taking your gifts to set them with the rest of the ones sitting under the tree. You hug all the boys until youâre left staring at Donghyuck. Youâre taken aback by how⊠well⊠adorable he looks.Â
He had a red sweater on that has âMerry Christmasâ written in loopy letters on the front. The sweater is tucked into a pair of black skinny jeans that look absolutely amazing on him. His dark brown, almost black hair is parted in the middle, a few strands falling onto his forehead.Â
The boy just smiles awkwardly at your staring and you swear you can feel yourself begin to blush at the fact youâd been caught ogling the guy you supposedly dislike. You give him a strained smile back and move to sit next to Renjun and Jeno on the loveseat.
When you sit Renjun gives you a look. You donât have the energy to decode what it means so you simply ignore it.Â
âCan we get on with the gift giving? I wanna see what my secret santa got me. As a fair warning though, if itâs another korean textbook iâm seriously hurting everybody in this room.â Chenle says, giving everybody a pointed glance.
Heâs obviously still upset over last yearâs gift exchange. You werenât sure who got it for him because theyâd never owned up to it. You have a suspicion thatâs it was Jaemin because of the note that read âOur baby Chenle needs to study a little more. help jisungie too while youâre at it <3â that was included with it.
Mark agrees and makes quick work of beginning to pass out the gifts.
Your interest in your own gift is outweighed by your nervousness for Donghyuck to open his. You try to ignore the feeling but it gets the best of you and you glance over at the boy perched on the arm chair only to find that, once again, heâs already looking at you.
You notice the way heâs picking at the skin around his fingernails but quickly look back to your gift, not wanting him to notice you staring.
Mark finishes passing the presents out, not without a few comments from your friends, before heâs taking a seat next to Jisung and Jaemin on the couch. Chenle, who had been standing by the arm of the couch takes a seat on the floor in front of Mark.
Mark gives everybody the go ahead to open their gifts and your nerves double. You look over at Donghyuck for a moment before realizing you need to actually open your own present.
You reach into the bag and pull out a small box neatly wrapped in wrapping paper. The paper is covered in cartoon cats wearing santa hats and you almost coo at the sight. Jeno notices as well and comments on how cute it is. You begin to open the gift deliberately, careful not to rip the poor kittens to shreds.Â
You swear you hear Donghyuck let out a huff of amusement but donât pay it much mind.
You finally get the wrapping paper undone and open the box housing your gift.
You gasp at the sight in front of you.
It was an exact replica of a pair of gloves your grandmother had made you when you were little. You absolutely loved them and had been heartbroken when you outgrew them. Your grandmother had passed when you were young so you couldnât ask her to make you another pair so you simply kept the gloves in a drawer next to your bed, sad that you could no longer use them.
Youâre in complete shock. You slip one of the gloves on to find they fit perfectly and your amazement doubles. The gloves were a shade of a darkish sky blue with a white heart on the wrist, accompanied with your name sewed into the right glove next to the little heart.Â
They were exactly the same as your last pair. You then belatedly notice a note in the bottom of the box.
âThe only picture I had of them was the one you posted on instagram so iâm sorry if theyâre not exactly the same. I really tried to match the colors as best as I could and told the lady to make them as close to the original as she was able to. Even if theyâre not perfect I hope you like them. I know the last pair meant a lot to you. and i hope you donât think itâs weird or anything for me to have these madeâŠâ
You donât notice the tears leaking out of your eyes until Renjun is bumping his shoulder with yours and whispering to you.Â
âAre you crying?â
You nod shakily and turn to fully show him the gloves. Renjun having known you when you received the original pair, knew how truly adoring you were of those little things.
His eyes widen almost comically at the sight.
âWoah! Those are almost exactly the same! Thatâs insane!â
You sniffle a little and whisper back to your friend, âI honestly never thought of having somebody make me new ones. I cant believe somebody thought to do this⊠It really wasnât you?â
Renjun shakes his head.
âI honestly wouldnât have thought of that either. Thatâs amazing though. Makes me feel like my gift giving sucked.â
You let out a soft laugh and go back to admiring the glove on your hand. You stroke a soft finger over the embroidery of your name. It looks exactly the same.
Renjun nudges you once again and points to your bag, there was another box inside.
You smile gratefully and glance up at the others in the room, hoping they werenât paying particular attention to your emotional outburst. You wanna immediately ask who got these for you so you can tell them how truly touched you are but you decide to wait until everybodyâs done.
You look to Mark and find him holding a cheetah stuffie wearing a little snapback, clearly meant to look like him. Jisung next to him has a game for some sort of console, and Chenle below him is holding what looks to be a stuffed animal of a dog.
You then look over at Donghyuck. In what seems to be a new habit for him heâs already looking back at you. But, what shocks you is the soft, almost adoring smile on his face and the fact that his gift sits untouched in his lap. You widen your eyes at him in surprise and he immediately seems to snap out of his stupor and looks down at his gift, awkwardly scratching at the back of his neck, before beginning to unwrap the square shaped present in his lap.
You ignore the way your chest lights up at the smile directed at you and move your attention back to your own gifts.
You carefully remove the glove from your hand and set the pair back snugly into the box, along with the hand written note. You place the lid on top and gently set it back in the bag, scared to somehow damage them.Â
You pick up the next box and unwrap it with just as much care as before. You almost laugh when you open it and find a pack of pens and pencils sitting inside. Itâs accompanied with a sticky note that says, âSince you always lose yours ;)â
The complete shift in mood from your two presents almost gives you whiplash. You did have a habit of constantly misplacing your pens and pencils. But, it confuses you even more about who your gift giver could be. You didnât necessarily announce your constant missing writing utensils so it had to be somebody you share a class with.
That means it had to be Donghyuck who you share an english class with, or Jisung and Chenle who you share a history class with.
Before you can give it much real thought you remember that Hyuck is opening the gift you got him and look over to see his reaction.
The boy is excitedly flipping the assorted vinyls over in his hands one by one. A barely concealed eager smile adorning his face.
You feel a weight being lifted of your shoulders.
âShould we show off what we got and guess who got us what?â Jaemin asks the group.
Everybody gives various murmurs of agreement and Jaemin takes this as a cue to show off his gift.
âOkay I got this $50 starbucks gift card. Which is literally the price limit. So whoever got this for me I love and adore you. I also got this film for my camera. My guess is⊠My little Chenle baby?â
âHow did you know?â Chenleâs response is almost immediate and very loud, earning a laugh from you and your friends.
Jaemin walks over to the seated boy and grabs at his cheeks, Chenle swatting his hands away.
âBecause it was just thoughtful yet distant enough for it to be you.â Jaemin drags his words out and uses that cute voice he does in a typical Jaemin way that has everybody laughing yet again.
Chenle simply scoffs but canât hide the smile on his lips.
âAlright, since Jaemin guessed you right you go now Chenle.â Mark announces.
Chenle stands from his spot on the floor and looks around at all of you almost⊠suspiciously?
âI got this plushie that looks like Daegal. My baby. Markâs sister. The light of my life.â
âOkay Chenle we get it you really love Daegal.â Jeno cuts the boys praise off with a chuckle lining his words.
âItâs important for me to remind you all, Jeno. They also put this collar on it that has her name which is cute. My guess isâŠâ
Chenle looks around yet again narrowing his eyes warily at everybody.
âMy guess is Mark.â
Mark smiles at the boy and shakes his head lightly. Jisung then speaks up.
âIt was me. I thought you could take it with you when you have to be away from her. So you donât miss her and stuff.â
Chenle smiles and pulls Jisung into a bro hug, albeit a bit awkwardly because Jisung is still seated on the couch.
Having had his gift revealed Jisung is the next to stand, Chenle taking his seat, cradling the Daegal stuffed animal in his arms.
Jisung holds up the game heâd received.
âI got this game Iâve wanted for weeks now but didnât wanna spend my money on because christmas was coming up. Renjunâs the only one iâve really told about it so Iâm guessing it was him.â
Renjun gives an affirmative nod and Jisung lights up with a smile.
âThanks. Iâm really happy I got this. Youâre the best, my universemate for a reason.âÂ
Renjun stands and gives Jisung a side hug, laughing as he speaks.
âYeah, now I just have to listen to you play it all night.â
Jisung laughs a little bashfully and comes to sit next to you on the couch.Â
He leans over to show you the game heâs gotten, clearly ecstatic about it. You smile and tell him how cool it looks, not actually having any interest in the game but you know heâs excited.
âOkay, I got these really nice paints. Iâve mentioned them a few times but honestly theyâre so expensive I thought iâd have to save up for them for awhile. Iâm not really sure who got them but iâm just gonna guess⊠Jeno?â
Jeno lights up in that eye smile of his and stands up, telling Renjun it was in fact him.
Renjun, in a rare show of true unadulterated affection, pulls Jeno in for a tight hug and thanks him, which Jeno just laughs and brushes off.
Renjun once again sits next to you on the loveseat, this time in Jenoâs spot.
âI got biking gloves. Also, a new strap for my guitar which says my name. So fucking cool. My guess is Jaemin? No wait Mark. My guess is Mark. Final answer.â
Mark laughs and nods pulling Jeno in for another infamous bro hug.Â
âIâm glad you like them, man. I was so scared you were gonna think it was lazy or something.â
âWhat? No, these are so cool. Seriously, dude, thank you.â
Jaemin yells something about how cute the two boys are and with that Mark grabs his little cheetah and begins his presentation.
âItâs a cheetah stuffed animal with a snapback. Iâm assuming itâs supposed to look like me? Super awesome. Heâs like my son. Iâm gonna guess Jaemin?â
âHis name is Cheetah Lee. He is your son.â Jaemin says with a smile.
âBro, how did you get this tiny little hat for him? Itâs so tiny! I didnt know they made little hats!â
Marks amazement at that fact a tiny hat for stuffed animals exists is truly adorable and you know your friends agree with the fond smiles filling the room.
âI ordered it online. It wouldnât be your son without a little snapback.â
Jaeminâs already found his gift giver so he gestures for you to stand up and show yours.
As you grab the little boxes you come to the realization that thereâs only one possibility left for who gave these to you.Â
You stand there, eyes wide, staring at the boy in question trying to make sense of it all in your head. Donghyuck seems to be avoiding your gaze, keeping his eyes locked on his fingers that he continues to pick at.
You suddenly feel a little ill.
âUh, y/n? You gonna go?â Jeno asks.
âUm, yeah. Yeah. Sorry. I got- I got distracted. Yeah, Iâll go.â Your friends seem a little confused at your sudden change in emotion but you try to ignore their questioning stares and attempt to swallow the emotion rising in your throat.
âUm, Okay so I got- Well when I was little I had these gloves my grandma made me. They were my favorite things in the whole world especially after she passed. At some point I outgrew them. And she was- Well yâknow she passed so she couldnât make me new ones. So iâve just kept them in my bed side drawer all these years. I guess I posted them on instagram? And somebody had new ones made.âÂ
You pause and try to blink away the tears filling your eyes, opening the box to show the the gloves.
âIt seems dumb but i donât know⊠those gloves meant so much to me and for some reason I just never thought of getting new ones made. And itâs crazy because these look exactly the same even down to the color of the thread that says my name.â A small hiccup leaves your mouth as tears begin to steadily flow from your eyes. This is⊠humiliating.
âI think I need a second⊠Just⊠give me a second.â
Youâre immediately booking it to Markâs front door, slipping your shoes on, and walking as fast as you can down the stairs to get outside.
Itâs not until youâre outside that you realize itâs the middle of winter and your forgot your coat.
More tears leave your eyes as you look down at the gloves clasped in your shaky palms.
You distantly hear the apartment building door open and shut rather harshly. You turn and expect to see Renjun or even Mark but instead youâre met with Donghyuck standing in front of you.
His shoes are obviously hastily thrown on, he hadnât even bothered to tie the laces and his heel was sticking out of one of them.
His coat was crooked on his body and his chest is rising and falling in rapid breaths.
You have no idea how to start. Before you can decide heâs sticking his arm out towards you. Youâre confused for a moment before you realize heâs clutching your coat in his hand.
âYou didnât- Sorry I really took those stairs too fast.â He pauses to take a breath and you wouldâve laughed if you werenât fighting the urge to cry and maybe throw up.
âOkay, I think iâm good now. You left your coat. And your scarf. And I grabbed this hat but now that iâm actually looking at it I donât even think this is yours.âÂ
That manages to pull a teary laugh out of you.Â
âThatâs Jisungâs hat.â You tell him through a few weak giggles. Of course Donghyuck would find a way to make you laugh through all of this. You wish it didnât make you feel worse.
The sound of your laugh makes his face light up in a grin. He suddenly looks almost proud of grabbing the wrong hat.Â
âWell, wear it anyways. Itâs cold.â
He hands you your coat first and you slip it on, followed by the scarf, and Jisungâs hat that is way too big for your head.
You look at the ground. Still not entirely sure how to say everything youâre thinking without it coming out as some sort of incomprehensible word vomit.
âDid you⊠Did you not like them? Because Iâm sorry if i crossed a line I just thought-â
You cut him off before he can finish his sentence.Â
âAre you serious, Hyuck? I fucking loved them. It was so insanely thoughtful. These are probably the most meaningful gifts iâve ever gotten and I just-â
The tears are back.
âI was such a dick to you. I was so mean to you for no real reason. And I told myself it wasnât one sided but then you get these gloves made and how did you even know? That these gloves meant so much to me? I didnât say it in the post.â
Donghyuck looks nervous to tell you but speaks nonetheless.
âI uh overhead you and Renjun talking a couple years ago. It was winter and you said something about the gloves and how every winter you think about them and your grandma⊠then you posted that picture recently and I kinda put it together. I guess i didnât really know how meaningful they were but I assumed? You sounded so sad when you talked about it so I just⊠I donât know I thought it would be a nice gift.â Heâs scratching the back of his neck and shifting on his feet uncomfortably and you seriously think youâre gonna be sick now.
âI thought you hated meâŠâ
Donghyuckâs eyes are wide when he looks up at you.Â
âNo I never hated you. You just- well I knew you didnât like me. And itâs embarrassing but I would get so nervous around you. iâm not usually like that. I just didnât know how to deal with it⊠so i just avoided talking to you. And then at a certain point I guess you decided you really didnât like me and honestly⊠it kinda hurt my pride,â He chuckles dryly before continuing, âIt sounds so egotistical but itâs true. I didnât think i did anything to make you hate me so much and it kinda pissed me off so I started being a little short when we did talk. But, seriously I never hated you. Never.â
You donât even know what to say at this point.Â
âIâm sorry. Iâm sorry i was so mean to you when you didnât do anything to deserve it. It was just- I donât even know honestly. You would get so quiet around me that I just assumed you didnât like me or something. God, Renjun was right I took everything you did so personally. Like whenever I caught you looking at me I assumed you were judging me and it hurt my pride so I just decided I didnât like you. Once I decided that I was just unwilling to let go of it. God, I am such a fucking jerk Donghyuck. Iâm so sorry. For all of it.â
Donghyuck is taking slow steps towards you now. You canât stand to look at him so you keep your gaze locked on your shoes. But, you can hear the way the snow crunches under his (still untied) shoes as he takes steady steps to you.
Donghyuck softly pulls the gloves from your hands, youâd forgotten youâd still been holding them this entire time.
Youâre a little confused at the action. Maybe heâs really just done with you at this point. Heâs gonna take the gloves back and heâll really hate you now.
Youâre even more confused when he pulls you hand up and mutters a soft âhold it thereâ before heâs slipping the glove on your hand with gentle fingers.
He successfully secured the first glove and puts your hand back down at your side, pulling the other hand up to do the same.
This time when heâs done putting the glove on he keeps his grip on your hand, rubbing a little circle on it with his thumb.
âIâm not mad. I mean we both kinda did the same thing right? Just assumed that we hated each other and ran with it. I really like you. I have all this time and I still do. I get if you need time to get used to the fact Iâm not praying on your downfall every second of the day like previously thought.â Again, Donghyuck manages to bring humor into any situation.
âBut, I guess iâm asking you to go on a date with me. It doesnât have to be tomorrow or next week or even this month but-â
You cut Donghyuck off by bringing your now gloved hands up to the sides of his face. You look into those big dumb brown eyes of his and cement yourself on what youâre about to do.
You lean in slowly. Giving him time to pull away if itâs not what he wants.
His eyes flutter closed as you get closer and you take it as permission, pressing your lips against his.
The, embarrassingly, many times youâd imagined kissing Donghyuck could never amount to what you were currently experiencing.
The moment your lips touch his he bring his ice cold fingers up to the sides of your neck, holding you into place.
You both ignore the small yelp you let out at the temperature of his hands.
His hold isnât imposing or forceful but itâs firm, as if to say iâm here. I have you. Finally, finally, I have you.Â
You both pull away after a moment and you canât help the adoring grin that spreads across your face, and grows even wider when you see Hyuck has one to match.
âFuck yeah. Jeno said I was hopeless iâm gonna rub this in that fuckers face for years.â You canât help but laugh at the fact that thatâs his first thought after kissing you.
âHold on. How did we end up getting paired up for Secret Santa?â
Donghyuck pulls his hands off your neck, thinking, and places them on your hips instead. You pull your hands off the sides of his face and settle them on his shoulders.
âMark.â You both speak at the same time.
âI canât even be mad. He really helped me out there.â Donghyuck says, wearing a shit eating grin.
âHonestly, yeah. Iâll forgive him since it worked out.â
Donghyuck is pulled you in by the belt loops of your pants as he speaks, smirk ever present, âOh baby it more than worked out.â
Donghyuck captures your lips in his once again, and while you do thoroughly enjoy the feeling youâre beginning to realize how freezing it is.
Hyuck whines as you pull away again, chasing your lips. You give him a small peck to satiate him enough to let you speak.
âWhile I would love to stand here kissing you all day iâm freezing my ass off. Also, you literally donât even have your shoes fully on your feet.â
Donghyuck seems like he just realizes this fact as he snaps his eyes down to his shoes that are, in fact, not even fully put on.
Donghyuck agrees to go inside with one more kiss. Heâs then linking your hands together and taking slow steps towards the door. A little wobbly due to the state of his Converse.
âCan you not tell the guys I remembered the glove thing for years? They would never let me live it down.â
You walk back into the apartment building, laughter spilling from your mouth.
Maybe it wasnât such a shit show after all.
little bonus scene!
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âOh shit.â Mark mutters. Maybe this wasnât his best plan after all.
The minute the door shuts Donghyuck is on his feet rushing after you. He grabs your coat and other winter gear off the hook and goes to run after you.
âHyuck, you donât have a coat on. or shoes.â Chenle yells after him, far too amused when their friend has just run away crying.Â
Donghyuck turns on his heels and rushes back to the shoe rack but in his haste his socked feet slip out from under him and he hits the floor with a loud thump.
Silence engulfs the room as Donghyuck sits there on his ass for a moment. Clearly embarrassed.
Jeno is the first to break out into a hysterical laugh and the rest follow quickly.Â
âIf any of you mention this to y/n ever I will lose my fucking mind.â
The boys just nod at him, still doubled over laughing.Â
Donghyuck, with as much dignity as he can in his current situation, stands up and shoves his feet in his shoes. He then yanks his coat off the hook and forcefully slips his arms into it.
He got the wind knocked out of him when he fell but immediately runs to the door and just hopes you donât notice how out of breath he is when he gets down there.Â
Mark yells something along the lines of âgo get âem tigerâ but itâs barely understandable through the laughter shaking his body still.
The only response they get from Donghyuck is a middle finger before the door is slamming and the apartment is left only with the sounds of laughter.
A/N: I hope you all enjoyed!! ill be releasing the other members over the course of December. ill post the master list for that in a moment. ill also post a prompt list so you can send requests for skz members or non dream members!! happy holidays!!
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dead poets christmas headcanons
idgaf if itâs technically after midnight here, itâs still Christmas if I say itâs still Christmas
- They do a nativity play every year cuz they were raised Catholic and they think itâs fun to goof around
- They wear costumes and everything
- Charlie is the most dramatic shepherd ever, he collapses to the ground screaming when the angel arrives. He takes sore afraid to a whole new level
- Neilâs always the angel, and one year, he brought in glitter and threw it over himself as he entered cuz he felt like the angel of the lord needed to be more extra
- Todd is Mary, since heâs the most pure and innocent and they all agree that theyâd trust him most with a baby, even though thatâs kinda irrelevant since theyâre using a doll
- Knox has been assigned as Joseph, even though he really wanted to be a wiseman
- Meeks, Pitts, and Cameron are wisemen because Charlie said theyâre the smartest so they should be
- Itâs absolute chaos and they rarely stick to the actual story line, but hey, theyâre having fun
- Neil always reads the Night Before Christmas to everyone. He was nominated because heâs a little actor and he gets super into it
- The last thing they do before they go to bed on Christmas Eve is turn all of the normal lights off and just leave the tree and the other decorations lit. They just sit there and enjoy the moment while drinking hot cocoa
- Meeks is always in charge of making the cocoa. Even though he doesnât do anything different than the others do, for some reason, his always comes out better
- Pitts is a great baker and he makes mountains of gingerbread cookies that they all decorate together
- This usually ends in a food fight of some sort
- They all sit around the piano and sing every Christmas song they know, most of them terribly off key but in that adorably enthusiastic way
- Todd plays the piano, I am not accepting criticism at this time
- Neil is the only one of them who can actually sing, voice of an angel.
- Charlie loves the elf on the shelf, he always finds weird places to hide it and then claims he has no idea how it got there.
- He once scarred Todd for life when he hid it in his underwear drawer
- âCharlie, what the fuck?!â âIt wasnât me, Toddâ âThen what was it doing in there?â âI dunno, I didnât take Santaâs elves for being such dirty bastards-â âCharlie!â
- The secret santa gift exchange is what theyâre all most excited for, not cuz of what theyâre getting, but cuz they canât wait to see the othersâ reactions to what they got them
- Technically they all have an assigned person theyâre supposed to buy for, but they all just get one big thing for their person and then a bunch of little things for everybody else anyway
- Before they open the presents, they all guess who their secret santa is, so the weeks leading up to Christmas are full of âsurprise interrogationsïżœïżœ, as Charlie likes to call them, in an attempt to get information out of people
- Meeksâs mom knits, and she makes them all sweaters every year. They wear them all of Christmas day
- Of course, they have a traditional Christmas snowball fight, and no one is safe. Even Todd is super competitive about it (like in the soccer scene in the movie <3)
- They always watch Home Alone, itâs a must. Theyâve spent by far too much time planning their own traps for burglars
- The last thing they do Christmas night is pile in the car and go to look at Christmas lights. Itâs loud and chaotic and thereâs not a lot of room, but they love every minute of it anyway
#idk i just wanted to do something for Christmas#and i love my boys so here we are#dead poets society#dps#neil perry#todd anderson#charlie dalton#knox overstreet#steven meeks#gerard pitts#richard cameron
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Gojo Satoru general headcanons
Let's get one thing clear: this man is absolutely chaotic. He is always full of energy. His energy levels never reach below 50%. He is loud and proud, always running, and never takes a minute to relax.
Do not give him Monster. Shoko did that once and it took her forever to get him off the ceiling. Also, avoid caffeine. Shoko replaces his normal coffee with decaf and he still hasn't noticed the difference. Keep it that way.
He was the class clown when he was younger. He wasn't exactly a trouble maker, but he may as well be. I cannot word that sentence and I am sorry. Next.
All of his teachers assumed he never listened in class, so they always called in him when they thought he wasn't paying attention. It still shocked them every time he rattled off the correct answer.
Not only did he answer the question correctly, but he could also explain his reasoning behind the answer, and if it was multiple choice, explain why the other answers were wrong.Â
This tall man child would march up to the board and absolutely fill it to the brim with work, turn around, drop the chalk-like a mic drop and walk back to his desk with the smuggest look on his face.
That doesn't mean he did the work tho
Idk how schools in japan work but we all know schools in America only care about the amount of work you do and not what you actually know so we'll use that for the sake of the headcanon: he had straight D's bc he never turned in his work
Despite not doing the work snd goofing off, teachers actually really liked him
A lot of people liked him and he was super popular, but he still felt alone
Fake friends, you know how that works, he didn't meet any real friends until he became a shaman
Clean freak. This dude actually makes his bed. He scrubs his bathroom twice a week. His desk can get cluttered but he straightens up once a week. He's not exactly a germaphobe because
He cannot respect your personal space and that's actually canon but let me take it a step furtherÂ
He's a slapper. Especially when he laughs. It doesn't hurt, it's playful dw. He hugs you from behind especially when he's cold. He picks you up and carries you around. He will grab your wrist, arm, or hand and lead you around even if you're following him. He lays his legs across you or lays across your lap. Puts his head on your shoulder. Platonic cuddling between friends is mandatory. He's just so hands-on it's ridiculous.
Unless you explicitly tell him you're uncomfortable he won't stop
Don't worry, if you aren't in that type of relationship, your no-no square is safe. Except, if you seem chill, he will slap your ass regardless of friendship status. His ass is also slappable. You can't tell me Geto and Gojo didn't run around slapping each other asses, okay
He was weird and scrawny as a child. He didn't start beefing out until he started training to be a shaman and he's still kinda smaller than most beefy boys
He can pick you up and throw you around easily. He carried around a 170 pound Yuji like a sack of potatoes and can easily carry around three times that weight
It's amazing he's so tiny because you remember 2014 Shane Dawson making all of those wack ass desserts that was just s pile of chaos wrapped in chocolate?
He can eat every last bite of one of those monstrosities without getting a stomach ache, gaining weight, or dying basically
He knows bc Yuji dared him to do it
He has really cold hands and feet
He sounds old. Let me elaborate. He's constantly cracking his joints. They also creak when he moves. He complains about body pains like he's 80 y/o
He also shares wisdom with the kids as if he's actually 80 y/o
It's irrelevant advice that doesn't make sense but is also useful. Megumi can't count the number of times he's asked Gojo for feedback on his technique but had been told to remember to chew 40 times or never go to bed angry
Starts off sentences with "now son" and "when I was your age"
He uses his blindfold as a headband when he wants his hair out of his face. He also uses headbands as... Headbands... When he wants to wear sunglasses but get his hair out of his face
He owns so many pairs of sunglasses but he always wears the same pair
He's only bought a handful of them himself, most of them are gifts
No one knows what to get him for Christmas or his birthday bc he has everything, so they resort to sunglasses
His favorite pair is a pair that Shoko and Geto bought him as a gag. He thought they were dead serious, though, so he wore them around for a month
They were heart-shaped, rose-tinted glasses
Can you believe this man doesn't use any gel or anything to keep his hair spiky with the blindfold on? It just naturally defies gravity when the blindfold is on
Tell this man he's pretty because he already knows. He's narcissistic but not the cringy kind
Photogenic as hell. Takes great pictures from any angle.Â
He gives everyone a different story as to why he covers his eyes. Sometimes he says it's because his eyes are too pretty and are a distraction. Sometimes he says it's because the sunglasses/bandages/blindfold look cooler than his eyes. Sometimes he says it's to protect the six eyes from seeing things he doesn't want to see. The world may never know
He's tried covering his whole face before, but he thinks he's too pretty for that. He at least wants one of his many amazing features to be shown at all times.
So about his driver's license;
He knows how to drive. He can be a good driver. When he wants to be. He just doesn't have a driver's license.
Now he TELLS people he just never got around to getting one, however, there's a rumor he lost it due to too many parking tickets
It's amazing the only tickets he's ever gotten have been from that and once he got caught without a seatbelt; he would have gotten out of that one if he hadn't been flirting with the police officer so bad
This doesn't stop Gojo from driving places though
He steals Ijichi's car a LOT and Ijichi DOESN'T KNOW HOW like??? The windows are never broken and it doesn't look hotwired-
Gojo has a key
You're not even supposed to be able to duplicate car keys but Gojo didÂ
Also; none of the first-year trio knows he doesn't have a driver's license, though that much should be painfully obvious
He whips around corners, speeds up at yellow lights, goes "watch this" and does a donut, it's just a mess
The poor students have to sit in the backseat too. Just imagine Megumi with all three seatbelts around him like that one meme.
He thrives off of Nobara and Yuji screaming from the backseat, and he can see Megumi being smooshed because he thought the middle seat was the safest through the rearview mirror
Which he doesn't even need because of the six eyes
Despite being such a reckless driver, he knows when danger will happen, so he's never once gotten in a wreck
He blasts the radio, which makes up for the driving.
Has a habit of getting in a car and ending up in the McDonalds drive-thru
Steals other people's fries and keeps the fullest one for himself.
He was rebellious as a kid and teenager, but hey, at least his juvie record is sealedÂ
He's been detained and in the back of a cop car many times, but the reason was never really bad enough for him to be arrested. Mostly he's just being mouthy. And the time he got caught spray painting on the side of a building. And that one time he and Getou hopped the fence to get into the local pool. And that other time-
It got worse after Getou wasn't around to get him out of trouble. Suddenly, breaking the rules wasn't fun anymore and he mellowed out.Â
Tried alcohol and cigarettes before he was legal. Decided neither was his thing, however, he did start drinking occasionally when he was legal.
He's a fucking chaotic drunk. Oh my god he's absolutely feral
Most bars in the vicinity know him by name and they sigh whenever he walks in
Shoko is his emergency contact. She hates it
Shoko has to drag drunk Gojo home at least twice a month and is not happy about it
Once she left him in an alley. He made it home okay so she guesses it's fine
Once he got so drunk he spilled beer on his sock. The thought the fastest way to dry them was by sticking them in the microwave. Forgot about it until someone asked, "Who the fuck is cooking socks???"
I feel it important he was in the break room of the local grocery store and no one knows how he got there
As he was escorted out he stole a grocery cart and rode away in it while singing Don't Threaten Me (With A Good Time) by Panic! At The Disco
He has no alcohol tolerance at all what so ever
He will literally just stare at you and giggle
It's funny he's really flirty but also doesn't seal the deal. Literally, every woman in that bar is willing to get in his bed but he declines every offer. No one knows why
Its because he respects women
He helps his students break the rules as long as they're within reason. Once night Yuji was really hungry and after having a temper tantrum he couldn't order Uber eats bc the school is supposed to be secret Gojo helped sneak him out to get food. Who needs curfew anyway.
The shirts in his closet range from like twenty bucks to the iconic rich bitch shirt the kids ruined in that one chapter we all know the oneÂ
He still wears that by the way, he calls it "art"Â
When he was younger, Megumi drew a picture of Gojo being eaten by his shadow dogs. Gojo found it and now it's framed in his room.
He keeps up with current trends and memes like no one's business. This is how he bonds with his kids.
Don't call him old, but also, he'll tell you to respect your elders it's a mess
He has a lot of games on his phone. You can usually find him holding his phone sideways playing some RPG game he probably spent too much money onÂ
He did hop on the Pokemon Go hype train but after becoming overpowered he got bored
This happens to a lot of games. He pays way too much money, gets to be the strongest in the server, and gets bored
He likes games where you can kill other people's troops and likes to watch as they lose all their power
I canon him as being borderline sadistic
This is why he's Sakata Gintoki reincarnated
White hair, sweet tooth, black leather clothes, dad vibes, never takes anything seriously bc when he does he's scary as fuck, the works.
He is Sakata Gintoki
He liked Gintama growing up. He watched a lot of iconic shows as they aired. He considers himself an og
He's hella bilingual
Because he's the strongest he goes overseas for missions a lot. Because of this he speaks a lot of languages and knows a lot about international cuisineÂ
He takes pictures of himself eating disgusting foods like snails. He never likes them but he loves the idea of Nobara gagging back in japan
Has paperwork sitting untouched on his desk from three months ago that he will not touch for at least another three months
Does the crossword puzzles in the newspaper every week
Uses humor as a coping mechanism and it honestly just became a personality
Constantly popping his joints. I'm sorry if you find this gross I too find it gross.
Probably brought home every stray animal he ever met ever until he was at least like 22 y/o
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Since you wrote Christmas with tha Bois are you planning on writing a New Years Eve fics too đđ?
*insert surprised pikachu meme*
now I am (!!!)
They are all required to go to a Wayne gala that Bruce has thrown since before he took Dick in as a ward. Itâs important. So of course, I wanna show what kind of suits they would wear too. (Indulge me lmao) [none of these images are sensitive. Tumblr is an idiot]
Tim
Okay I get that you wouldnât think high strung proper Tim Drake Wayne , Mr CEO, would were a pretty casual suit. But he wears a suit everyday and by golly, he isnât wearing a tie for New Years freakin Eve. Itâs something different and he can relax. And heâs so tired of black. Plus the blue brings brings out the color in his eyes.
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He adjusted the collar of his suit. He always wore a nice suit to work. But this was for a gala. The tie just wouldnât lay flat. You walked up behind him and pulled the offensive fabric off and tossed it on the bed. He moved to protest but you started unbuttoning his collar.
âOkay,â he said with a slow smirk. âBut itâll have to be quick.â
âIâm just fixing your shirt,â you said rolling your eyes. âIâm not messing my makeup up before a gala. That looks nicer. I never see you relaxed,â you said leaving your hands on his chest longer than necessary.
âI relax sometimes. Iâm relaxing tonight. With you,â he said turning to give you a quick kiss. You smiled and he took a look at your outfit. âIâll have to keep my eye peeled though. Youâre going to attract a lot of attention in that.â
âToo bad Iâm already dating a man they couldnât possibly compete with. Come on, lover boy,â you said and he took your hand before going downstairs.
It was always stressful to first go to a gala. Tim was moderately famous as Bruce Wayneâs heir, heir to the Drake family fortune, and the acting CEO of Wayne Enterprise. Luckily this was very boring to most young people and his pictures were in a small section of the business page of the papers rather than like Dick Grayson being splashed all over the lifestyle section like a celebrity. But cameras flashing as you walked down stairs in heels was terrifying. Tim was the only one to notice as you gripped his arm like a vice each time.
You could usually smile and drink champagne as Tim talked shop with the old men he worked with or young men who were trying to climb the business ladder. Timâs fingers made idle circles in your hand or on your back as he talked. He was also taking glances at you in you outfit all evening.
Only when he was desperate for a break would he ask you to dance. Tim was a good dancer. He had been taught at an early age. But he was not a natural and he didnât want you bothered with more photos. You insisted after a full hour of talking about some sort of quarterly investment opportunity that he take you to the dance floor.
âDance with me, Timmy,â you asked quietly in a lull in the conversation. It was almost midnight anyways. He smiled at you before looking back at the men.
âExcuse us,â Tim said before letting you lead him to the floor. He gently held your waist and you wrapped your arms around his neck. The song was fairly slow so you barely danced more than a sway. That was fine. You were more interested in staring in to his ocean eyes than cutting a rug.
âSorry if itâs been incredibly boring,â Tim said. âYouâd probably rather be doing anything else.â
âDancing is nice. Seeing you more than 5 minutes is nice,â you said.
âSpeaking of 5 minutes, itâs 5 minutes until midnight.â
âNo more work talk tonight. Just be with me,â you pleaded softly. Tim frowned for a second before pulling you closer.
âI can do that. All yours tonight. Iâll just punch anyone who tries to talk business to me,â he said.
âGood enthusiasm. Terrible plan. Sweet though,â you said kissing his cheek. He smiled.
âOr we could just leave right after New Years,â Tim said with a wiggle of his brows. You giggled.
âBetter plan.â
Bruce had gotten on the stage and the music stopped. You didnât let Tim go. As they counted down to midnight, you and Tim gazed at each other.
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You leaned your face up and kissed him. Tim held your waist tighter and your wrapped your fingers up in his soft black hair. After just a few seconds you pulled back and smiled at him.
âHappy New Years, sunshine,â he said.
âHappy New Years, Duckie.â
âLetâs get out of here before they see us leave,â he suggested. The rest of the night was spent in his room and you were so glad for the loud fireworks to cover any noise you might have made.
Dick
Dick has been to 714 galas. Heâs an expert. Heâs expected to play the handsome charming eldest son. Wearing a beautiful suit is half the battle. Not to mention, he kinda likes showing off a little. Itâs New Years. And the blue and grey bring out the color in his eyes so well.
âââââââââââ
Dick barely got in the door before flopping on the bed with his detective uniform still on. You sat on the edge of your bed, already in hair, dress, and makeup, and reached over to rub his shoulders. He groaned softly.
Barely off of work and already having to change into a suit for a family event. Dick needed a day off. Badly. He had the next 3 days off of work and he just had to deal with this night. No, he needed to be positive. You hadnât done anything and he didnât want to ruin New Years Eve.
You pushed your palm into a knot on his shoulder. He all but moaned. âThank you, baby,â he said. âItâs these stupid cases. They have been driving me- baby,â Dick said turning to look and taking you in. âYou look good.â
You smiled and giggled. âYou think?â
âAlways, but this? Wowza,â he said laughing. âIm going be showing off the prettiest girl at the ball,â Dick said sing song. You rolled your eyes with a grin. His compliments were usually over the top.
âYeah, yeah. Not likely. You need to get dressed or Iâm going to be very fancy for no reason,â you said and he hopped up. Dick was overworked but he always was. In record time he was dressed.
âDo you want to drive,â he asked hopefully. A quick 30 minute nap would be awesome.
âI canât drive the Porsche since itâs stick,â you admitted.
âWell in that case, Iâm teaching you soon. But not tonight. You gotta learn how to drive my car,â Dick said and you resisted the urge to roll your eyes. You added that to the list of skills he thought completely necessary that hardly anyone could do anymore. Could you even buy a new standard transmission car?
âSure, hun. Letâs get going before weâre late,â you said kissing his cheek. You straightened his pocket square and you were both out the door.
â-and then you push the clutch. Right here,â he pointed at the floorboard as he drove.
âNot tonight. We can do this some other time. And if we donât get there, itâs fine,â you said evasively.
âEver? Itâs important to be able to drive any kind of car and if itâs just you and the Porsche,â Dick said with a frown. You could see a contingency plan forming in his head.
âI very much doubt there will be a situation where I have to drive your car,â you said with a shrug.
âIâd rather plan for it,â Dick said and you dropped it. It was like a security blanket for him to plan for anything.
Walking into a gala was exciting and nerve racking. Dick was extremely popular back in Gotham and it was honestly weird as he was normal back in Bludhaven. Dick was the perfect gentleman and made sure you felt comfortable and safe when the cameras flashed. You smiled and ignored whatever anyone said about you. It could be mean with jealousy. You were with him for his money, you were just arm candy, and you werenât that pretty. The first time had hurt pretty badly. Now you had a new ring on your hand and you felt almost as nervous as your first gala. One through the door to the ballroom, you relaxed.
âAre you okay? You looked really nervous,â Dick said and you grimaced. That sounds like nice pictures.
âJust a little,â you said subconsciously playing with your ring. Dick, of course, noticed right away.
âWhatâs wrong? Do you not want the ring? Or the engagement,â he asked quietly and it broke your heart that he was even worried about it. His big blue eyes were wide with worry.
âNot at all,â you said grabbing his shoulder. âI just donât like how they talk. Iâm very happy. And I love the ring. Itâs beautiful.â
Dickâs frown turned to a pleased smile. âGood. Because that was my momâs ring.â
âDick! You gave me a family heirloom without mentioning it? That makes it twice as special,â you said shocked. âThats so sweet of you.â
You leaned up and kissed him on the cheek. âI love it. But if you give me something that important again without telling me, Iâll beat you,â you whispered in his ear and he laughed.
âLetâs dance,â Dick said. He pulled you to the dance floor. He was the best dancer out of all of the Wayne children and possibly better than Bruce. He had been dancing since he could walk. His parents were performers and taught him many dance styles. Bruce also insisted that all the children knowing all the common dances they would need to know at a gala.
Keeping up with Dick was the biggest issues with dancing. He could dance quick dances for hours and you had to remind him that not everyone spent hours a day training and fighting. At the moment you had insisted on stopping to get a drink. You practically pounded a water bottle while he sipped on some punch.
âKinda floral. Not bad. Little sweet,â he said.
âItâs not alcoholic, is it?â
âI donât think so. Itâs just one glass,â Dick said. âIâll be fine to drive later.â
âNo. Itâs just that Damian and his girlfriend have a cup each,â you said motioning over to them.
âItâs fine. They wouldnât give them alcohol,â Dick said and you relaxed. Of course not. That would be crazy to give kids alcohol.
âLetâs sit down. My feet are getting a little tired,â you said with a wince. He nodded and you sat at a table by the dance floor. As if Dick had put out a sign, a bunch of people flocked over to talk to him.
Somehow a plate of small snacks ended up in front of you, probably Alfred. You ate a little while he played the philanthropist son of Bruce Wayne. It was actually really nice to be ignored.
Until it wasnât.
An older Wayne investor brought a woman over as his âdate.â She instantly latched on to Dick and started flirting with him. Her hand kept touching his arms and shoulders. You were getting mad but this wasnât a surprise. People acted like he was someone they could grope and touch without consequences.
Finally it was too much and you cleared your throat. She looked at you in disgust before going back to flirting with Dick.
âCan you give my fiancĂ© some space,â you asked politely as you could. Her eyes raked over your body.
âHe could do so much better than some poor trash like you in a second rate dress. Not even that ugly little ring could change that,â she said nastily. You gasped.
âOkay weâre leaving,â Dick said standing up. The woman had to back away from him. His jaw was clenched in controlled anger. He had a temper and this wasnât the time to lose it.
You stood up and hissed as your shoes cut into your feet worse than when you had been wearing them all night. Great, you couldnât even wear heels in front of her. She laughed. Dick simply picked you up bridal style and carried you out of the ballroom and upstairs to his old bedroom. He sat you on the bed gently.
You knew that she was just a vapid socialite but it did hurt. She had pretty accurately attacked your insecurities and you blinked to prevent yourself from crying.
âBaby,â Dick said bending to a crouch in front of you. âDonât think anything about what she said. Sheâs just jealous. Not worth your time.â
âSheâs not wrong though. Iâm just a poor kid trying to fit in in Wayne freaking Manor,â you said wiping your face. Stupid tears.
âAnd Iâm just a circus kid. Donât forget that,â Dick said sitting beside you. He pulled you into a hug. âNot a single damn bit of that matters. Itâs almost midnight in a minute. Do you want to go back downstairs?â
âNot a chance,â you said with a dry smile.
âI figure. We have a better view anyways,â he said opening the curtains. You could vaguely hear the noise downstairs.
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âHappy New Years, baby,â Dick said giving you a kiss. He wiped the tears from your cheek.
âHappy New Years. Sorry Iâm all teary,â you said.
âNope. Donât be sorry. My new New Years resolution is to make you smile,â he said with a devious look. His fingers suddenly attacked your sides and pulled laughter from you. He pushed you to the bed in his attack.
âDick! Okay! Quit!â You shrieked with laughter. He stopped his hands and leaned over you.
âAlright. I quit. But since weâre alone. Wanna ring in the New Years the right way,â he asked with a smirk. You grinned back.
âGot any ideas on how to do that?â You asked back.
âSo many. Baby, so many,â before kissing you. Fireworks sounded in the background.
Damian
(Older 16 yr old) Damian is literally the son of Batman. Heâs going to dress like it. Nice and formal and expensive. It was like a form of armor. Homeboy looks like a million bucks. His watch might be. And if a burgundy turtleneck A accents his well defined pecs, B shows the gold in his tan skin, and C the gorgeous green in his eyes, he ainât complaining.
âBeloved,â Damian said pulling on his jacket. âCome out,â he said in a sing song voice that would have been completely foreign to hear to anyone else but you.
You flushed as you came out. His jaw dropped before he quickly straightened his face. Heâd taken the risk of buying you a dress for the party. Heâd seen Bruce do it for women all the time. It was practically his calling card. Even Dick had done it a few times. But this was a first for Damian.
âYou look very nice. Beautiful,â he said quietly looking away at his cuff links. âAre you ready to go downstairs?â
âJust my shoes,â you said, trying to slip them on and almost falling over. Damian quickly grabbed your waist.
âI got you. I can put them on,â he said kneeling to the ground. He hadnât meant anything besides efficiency with his offer. But as he slid your foot into a heel and strapped it across your ankle, it felt far more intimate. His hand held your calf a little longer than necessary before switching to the other foot. This side had a slit up to your thigh and he could see your bare leg up close. Damian gulped before attaching the shoe. He quickly stood up and cleared his throat.
âAre you ready now?â
You nodded. He offered his arm and you went downstairs. Cameras flashed for just a few minutes before Damian skillfully steered you away from them. His father would kill any pictures of you before they got to the papers but Damian knew how much you hated them.
âDance with me?â You asked and he happily complied. He had been trained in several dance styles and was good at it. He also enjoyed the way you would smile when he would spin you. If it made his beloved happy, he was happy. It attracted a little attention. Bruce Wayneâs teenage son and his date could dance with skill. This too was only viewable in person.
âLetâs get a drink,â Damian said pulling you to the refreshments. You were out of breath but happy and followed him. There was suppose to be people handling the drinks but there were so many people. Damian pushed through and grabbed two drinks and handed one to you.
âLetâs find a table,â you said. As always, Damian pulled you along to a secluded corner close to the door to the garden. Cold air and little whiffs of cigarette smoke swirled around but at least you werenât in the overheated body filled floor anymore.
You sat and drank at your punch. It was heavily sweetened and floral. It was refreshing and... warm. You waved at yourself.
âIs it hot in here to you?â You asked Damian.
âWant to go for a walk outside? Itâs cooler out there,â he suggested. Damian took your arm again and you walked out the door into the garden. A stone path lined little beds of delicate plants. Topiaries lined the path. Small solar lights and the full moon lit the garden. There were a few people walking but not many.
Damian looked so handsome. Long dark lashes frames his bright green eyes. His skin almost glistened with silver light of the moon. He bent and plucked a flower from a bush. Damian tucked it behind you ear with a little smile.
âThe prettiest rose in all the garden,â he said and you smiled shyly.
âI donât think thatâs actually a rose though,â you said and he laughed. A rare occurrence.
âItâs not. But I was talking about you. May I kiss you,â he said lightly touching the side of your neck with his hand. You nodded and he leaned down. You closed your eyes and his lips brushed against yours. You pressed a hand against his chest.
Damianâs hand slid to the back of your neck to hold you as he pressed harder against your mouth. His tongue slipped in your mouth and you made the softest whimpering sound. Damianâs eyes flew open and he almost froze. That was new and he could get used to the pretty sound.
You kissed like this for a little while. Damianâs hand slid down to hold your waist when he noticed you shivered. He pulled back.
âBeloved, are you cold,â he asked, cursing himself. Of course, you were cold wearing a thin dress while he was in a full suit. He quickly pulled off his jacket and put it around your shoulders.
âJust a little. Itâs fine,â you protested. He insisted on sliding your arms in the sleeves and button the jacket.
âLetâs go in. Itâs close to midnight anyways,â Damian said giving you one last kiss.
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âHappy New Years beloved,â he said with a kiss. Damian had grabbed another two glasses of punch and you two touched them in cheers.
âNo sir,â Alfred said sternly, taking the glasses from your hands. âNo alcohol for either of you. There is juice on the other side of the table.â
You waited until Alfred walked away before laughing. âThey should have labeled that better.â
âThat explains why it felt overly warm in here earlier,â Damian said thoughtfully.
The music had changed to overly sappy and people were kissing and dancing far too close. They were feeling the effects of the alcohol they had been drinking all night. Damian looked at them in disgust.
âWant to go upstairs,â he asked. You quickly looked at him. âNot like that. We can watch a movie or something, anything away from this.â
âSounds great,â you said and you both left.
Jason
Iâm fairly certain Iâve seen him in a suit like this in the comics. I considered him saying FU to Bruce and showing up in boots and black leather jacket. But Jason knows he looks good in red. And heâd probably get a kick out of wearing one of his suits he wore as Red Hood to a fucking gala. Bruce would know.
âââââââââ
âPrincess, if you make me wait any longer Iâll kick down the door and physically carry you to the damn party,â Jason said with no malice in his voice. You opened the bathroom door.
âNot all of us look good without a little work,â you said playfully tapping his chest. You yanked his tie straight with a little more force than needed.
âIâd have to disagree, doll. Iâd honestly prefer you in nothing,â he said with a smirk. You rolled your eyes.
âHow does it look?â You said with a twirl.
âLike a million bucks. That ass. Letâs skip the party and-â
âNo no no. Letâs get going. You can be handsy later,â you said grabbing your purse.
âPromise,â he asked as you both left. The roads werenât too bad with ice and in fact, it was going to be a rare dry night in Gotham.
Jason didnât do pictures. He hated them and so you both parked in the servant entrance and walked in a side door. It didnât matter. The Manor was beautiful no matter how you looked at it. And being a poor kid from Gotham, you couldnât believe you were actually at a party in Wayne freaking Manor.
âDonât be nervous. Itâs just a bunch of shitty rich people in pretty walls. They arenât any better than us. Hell, worth half of you, sweetheart. Letâs get a drink,â he said pulling you to the drink table. It was pretty packed but he muscled through to the front. He got your preferred drink. âAnd a whiskey on the rocks.â
âDonât get drunk,â you whispered to him. âI wonât sleep with you drunk.â
âWith a finger of water,â Jason added to the bartender who nodded.
âGood save,â you said turning to look at the floor. You sipped your drink and people watched.
Dick and his date were dancing some quick steps in the middle of the floor. No surprise there. Tim was talking to boring business men and his poor date looked absolutely bored on her feet. Alfred was watching Damian and his date from the corner of his eyes whereas Damian seemed completely oblivious with his eyes on her all night. And Bruce was currently heavily flirting with a woman who literally meowed at him. You resisted the urge to gag and turned back to Jason.
âWanna dance,â Jason asked casually watching the floor. But you knew he wanted to dance because he asked.
âYeah,â you said grabbing his hand. He pulled to to the floor. Jason was also trained to dance as all the Wayne boys had been. But he was probably the worst dancer out of all of them. His parents had never taught him anything as nice as dancing and heâd only lived with Bruce for a few years before the whole Joker thing. But Jason was a natural athlete and his dancing was still pretty darn good.
The dance was a bit slower than the one Dick and his date had been dancing to earlier. Jason held one hand on your waist and the other stayed in your hand. His dancing was visibly polite and innocent. The words he whispered in your ear were far from.
âIs it hard being the hottest woman here? This dress on your ass is fucking delicious,â he whispered and you flushed at his words. âI canât wait to fuck you in it later.â
He really enjoyed saying things that were completely naughty in public where you could do nothing about it. But you knew that if he kept it up, youâd be finding a spare room before New Years even came. And you didnât want to miss the fireworks again this year.
As the song ended, and you thoroughly turned on and scandalized, you asked him to walk in the garden with you. Lover boy needed something to cool him down.
âSure, Princess,â he said snagging 2 glasses of punch on the way out. You both walked between the flower beds and he told you stories of things that had happened there. âAnd thatâs when Dick accidentally cut the top foot off of this bush. Alfred had him scrubbing floors for a month,â Jason said with a laugh. âIt was so bad that there is still a rule of no swords in the garden. Damian hates it.â
âI bet he does. But he could probably destroy the entire garden with a pocket knife,â you said with a laugh. Jason suddenly pulled you to the side with a hush. He motioned over a ways.
âSpeaking of the kid, look over there,â Jason whispered. You looked over to see Damian making out with a girl his age. It was so weird to see him being so sweet. âI didnât know he felt human emotion, much less find someone his age to makeout with.â
âThey could have said that about you a few years ago,â you said slyly.
âYeah, point taken. Want the best view of the fireworks?â Jason said.
âWhere?â
âTop of the roof.â
You blanched at the idea. âNo thanks. I choose life.â
âItâs safe. Thereâs a ladder and everything,â Jason said hugging you from behind. âBest view in the house. And if not, dinners on me.â
âJay, you get the check every time,â you reminded him. He chuckled.
âMaybe Iâm just trying to get a pretty girl alone to give her a kiss,â Jason said pulling you to the roof. You flushed. âUnlike demon boy making out in the garden. I have class.â
âYouâre a classy lady. Show me the way before I change my mind,â you said. He took you to a ladder over the library. You pulled off your heels and started climbing.
âDonât worry Iâll catch you you if you fall Princess. Iâm right behind you. Did I mention your ass in this dress? I kinda have the perfect view,â he said. You rolled your eyes before throwing your leg over the side of the roof. Jason quickly followed you.
âHere, wear my jacket,â Jason said throwing the red blazer over your shoulder.
âOo my knife now,â you said feeling in his pocket and pulling out a sizable switchblade.
âI forgot to take it out of there. I wouldnât touch it too much,â Jason said taking it out of your hands with a grimace. You gave him a look.
âThatâs incredibly gross. Seriously. Do I even want to know?â
âNot really. Look at the stars. You can see them through the shitty Gotham sky,â Jason said sitting on a box. He pulled you into his lap and you were grateful as it was really quite cold. You could see some stars and you leaned your back against his chest and looked up at the heavens for a few minutes.
The music stopped downstairs. It must be almost midnight. You couldnât understand but you heard Bruce talk over a mic. Then everyone started counting.
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âHappy New Years, Jaybird,â you said turning your head and holding Jasonâs jaw. You leaned your head up and gave him a kiss. He held you close and you made out until the sound of a firework had you jumping. You laughed before turning to look. The roof really did have the best view.
After a few minutes of watching the fireworks you heard some lewd noises. Jason looked over at a window near your spot.
âLetâs get the fuck out of here,â he said with a disgusted look. âThatâs fucking Timâs room and the sound of him getting laid is literally the last thing I want. What I do want is to take a bite out of that ass Iâve been looking at all night.â
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armin arlert, mikasa ackerman, and eren jaeger polyamorous headcanons (modern au)
armin arlert x gn!reader, mikasa ackerman x gn!reader, eren jaeger x gn!reader, mikasa x armin x eren x gn!reader
warnings: uhh fluff, this is very long, reader has a gf b4 getting w ema,
this is like my first post since feb that isnt a request đđđ how did i pull this out of my ass
- obv eren, mikasa, and armin have been besties since childhood so its no wonder they all got together first đ€©đ
- and theyre all hot so why wouldnt they wanna date each other
- i think armin and eren wouldve gotten together first, and then invited mikasa into their relationship
- the three of them have been officially going steady for like over a year now, and its going really well
- they didnt really expect you to drop into their lives tho
- youre an old friend of historia's and you two reconnected after you moved to the city, securing yourself a decent paying job working as a writer for the city paper
- you usually get the boring stuff, never able to get a good story to write about, focusing your time on heartwarming stories in the community or the sports column
- its boring but it pays the bills
- you were thankful when historia called you during your lunch and asked if you wanted to get drinks at a bar with her and a couple of other friends
- of course you said yes
- so historia and her girlfriend ymir picked you up after work, having dinner with them after a long week was the best, but you were a bit nervous to meet all of their friends
- thats how you met eren, mikasa and armin
- at first you were sure that mikasa and eren were dating, seeing as mikasa had her head on the taller man's shoulder, while his arm was wrapped around her
- but when armin leaned down to give mikasa a kiss before heading off to the bar you werent so sure
- ymir pulled you away to get more drinks and explained to you what the situation was, while commenting on the way you gawked at the three of them before
- you were embarassed to say the least but they didnt bring it up that night so you hoped the throuple didnt notice (they did)
- you really hit it off with all of them though, especially sasha and jean, and were constantly talked about among the friend group
- because of your demanding job dealing with writers block and deadlines you couldnt really meet up with all of them often, usually just having sleepovers at ymir and historia's apartment, the three of you drinking while you wrote on your laptop
- after a couple months of casual hangouts with historia and ymir and their friends, you kinda became one of them too which was nice
- you were added to the groupchat, you all followed each other on social media, and a certain brunet had taken a liking to you
- eren didnt know why exactly he was so attracted to you but he was, maybe it was your hair, or how pretty your skin looked even when oily or with breakouts, maybe it was your smile or your body or your sense of humor or you kindness or maybe it was all of it
- eren jaeger would always stay faithful to his boyfriend and girlfriend, but maybe they could add another person into the mix, more to love right ?
- he had only known you for a couple of months though, he didnt want to jump the gun and bring this up with his partners so soon, especially if they didnt feel the same way he did
- and it would be a bummer if you turned out to be a bad person or smth
- so summer rolls around with lots of memories being made with your new friends, as well as friends from work, and you get a girlfriend ??
- shes not really your girlfriend you two have only been out on a couple of dates and she kisses you a lot but, you havent talked about labels
- one night you, along with your friends are back at the same bar where you first met them
"so, tell us about the girl youre seeing." ymir says, smirking over her beer.
eren's ears perked up at the mention of you seeing someone. "girl ?"
historia nodded. "mhm ! y/n's been talking to someone recently, they've gone on dates and kissed and stuff."
"and stuff, jesus tori you make it sound like we've had sex." you sighed.
the blonde just laughed, leaning her body onto her freckled companion.
"well ? what about her ?" eren asks. armin slapped him on the arm, already having suspicions about eren's interest in you.
your shoulders sagged. "well, she's great and everything, truly..."
"but ? is there a but in this ?" connie asked. sasha started laughing at connie's use of the word but, while jean slapped the girl on the arm because of her reaction.
you shrugged, swirling what was left of your fruity cocktail in your glass. "well, i'm not sure. she's very lively, and sweet. but i don't know, i just don't see myself being able to be in a steady relationship with her."
"so you're gonna end it ?" eren asked. you thought he seemed a bit too eager about your failure in the love department.
"why do you care so much ? you like the thought of me being lonely ?" you shot back, before downing the rest of your drink.
"no i just-"
"i think what eren means is," mikasa intervened, her smooth voice calming you as she looked at you with a smile on her face. "is that there's no point in staying with her if you can't see yourself with her. don't lead her on."
you nodded. "you're exactly right my friend. which is the plan for tonight because i," you quickly checked the time on your phone. 8:17. "have a date with miss molly at nine, so i will be taking my leave."
the group engaged in a chorus of boos for leaving so early, while you chuckled and took the lighthearted insults thrown at you by sasha and connie with ease. grabbing all of your things you put down two twenties onto the table. "i'll see you guys later, have a goodnight." as you walked off you heard jean yell "have a good time you heartbreaker !" making you shake your head
- the date with molly went less then well. she yelled, and cried, and even tried hitting you at one point. your walk back from the park was spent blocking her on every form of social media you followed her on, and when you got back to your apartment you spent the night in a hot bath before retiring to bed
- meanwhile, armin and mikasa were trying to pry the truth out of eren, who was constantly denying his attraction to you
- finally mikasa took one for the team "eren, you aren't alone with the way you feel, i do too." this made eren more willing to open up to his partners
- armin doesnt say anything about you, only saying how youre kind. he doesnt feel the way that his girlfriend and boyfriend do, but he knows that may change
- soon enough, more time flies and christmas rolls around, with you all deciding to have a secret santa get together.
- historia invites everyone to her home on christmas eve, with ymir begrudgingly allowing it
- bertholdt and annie come too, reiner not being able to make it due to going home for christmas, while everyone else decided to stay in the city
- you picked out your secret santas at the beginning of november so you would all have enough time to find something for each other, you hoped whoever picked your name gave you something good
- after hours of games and karaoke and drinking you all decided it was time to open the presents
- ymir got socks from bertholdt, connie got an ugly beanie from ymir, historia got new pens from mikasa, mikasa got knitting needles from annie, annie got a dumbell from eren, jean got a not so appropriate t shirt from connie, jean gave sasha more comic books, armin gave new stationary paper to bertholdt, sasha gifted you that new biography you've been wanting to read and you gave armin your old copy of frankenstein by mary shelley
- he was surprised but very thankful, "how did you know i needed a new copy ?" "well i remember you said eren spilt water on your old one, and the pages just stuck together so i thought you might as well have mine"
- it warmed armin's heart that you remembered something so insignificant, and opened him up to the thought of being with you
- the rest of the night was spent with hugs and thankfulness, cheering when the clock struck 12 and it became christmas day
- after getting things cleaned up everyone decided it was time to leave, with armin, eren and mikasa offering to give you a ride home
- a ride where armin straight up kissed you in the backseat
- you stopped him of course, thinking that it was weird he would cheat on his partners right in front of them, while they were shocked all on their own for different reasons, armin who didnt have feelings for you KISSED you
- and surprisingly armin took the lead in explaining how he felt, why he kissed you, an apology for doing so, and an offer to start dating all three of them
- your heart was pounding in your ears and your entire face felt hot, it was probably the alcohol, or the way his lips felt so soft when they touched yours, so you said yes.
- its not smooth sailing from there
- youre kind of awkward
- this is your first relationship where you really feel like you could love these guys (you already do) but its also your first relationship with multiple people
- the trio start inviting you over more often, soon for sleepovers, and start inviting themselves over at your own place, mainly eren
- he just comes at random times, sometimes when youre not even there and waits for you, or stays and cleans up a bit before leaving
- armin and you share a deep love of literature, and you often find yourselves in hot debates about whatever youve read (mikasa and eren have to pry you two away before things get physical)
- mikasa likes to cook with you, she shares recipes that her mom taught her, and her and armin love to cook dinner together whereas eren is the breakfast maker of the household
- the first time you slept in the same bed as them you were so nervous your whole body thumped to the tune of your heartbeat, you were convinced armin could even hear it as he was laying beside you, but eren wrapped an arm around your waist, pulling you into his large chest before whispering "youre as stiff as a board, relax honey"
- eren snores, mikasa drools, armin has those dreams where you fall and then violently wake up before you hit the ground
- slowly but surely you stop thinking about your relationship as the trio and you, but as all of you together, and that really helps you come out of your shell a bit
- you may still be in the honeymoon phase, and there may be bumps along the way, but you like being with armin, eren, and mikasa. they make you so happy, it feels like the happiest youve been in a long time
- you like watching eren and armin dance in the living room while you and mikasa cuddle on the couch, before the boys pull you two up as well
- you like when armin reads to you, his soft voice reciting the words of the great gatsby
- you like it when eren can just tell youve had a rough day, and pulls you into a hug like hes protecting you from all the bad things in the world
- you love being with them. you love them. and you think that theyre it for you
i rushed the ending bc im fucking tired but i kinda wanna do a poly!series with like sasha, connie and jean, or annie, bertholdt and reiner, or any other poly ships u guys may request !
so yeah pls give me feedback it rlly helps me figure out whether you want a polyamorous series (or just like what i write in general), and it would be my first series ever which would be super cool anyways
yeah requests open for poly!ships anyways
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WHAT I LOVE ABOUT DAISUGA AND CANON MOMENTS
Letâs appreciate these two for leading the team to the nationals (long post ahead)
1. Their goals and hard work for the team:
Theyâre always shown together planning for the team. When Asahi stopped playing volleyball, Noya got suspended, former coach Ukai stopped coaching. I felt bad for these two, they went through hard times as their captain and vice captain itâs their obligation to unite and guide the team. During their first year and second year they were used to failure and called flightless crows. Their expectations crumpled but they did not give up. Itâs Daichi and Sugaâs job to bring back the name of Karasuno to the nationals with the help of coach Ukai and Takeda, finally they made it to nationals, thatâs why their former captain was so proud of them because they followed his words. When they didn't have their coach yet, they behaved as Karasunoâs temporary coaches (thank goodness Takedaâs an angel). Daichi was shown coaching the team in the first few episodes and Suga helped Tanaka bond Kageyama and Hinata. Suga questioned Daichiâs plan about the weird duo (Daichiâs a matchmaker) but after what Daichi said he helped the two bond and honed their skills.
In the HQ light novel âMelancholy of the third year studentâ, Asahi stated âwith Sawamura leading the team and Sugawara taking care of the members, what could i possibly do to contributeâ he witnessed Daichi and Suga walking together in the hallway; Asahi was impressed because of their dedication to guide the team to the nationals despite theyâre in college prep class still they gave their best in guiding the team. Tanaka also acknowledged his senpais hard work thatâs why he extremely respects his senpais, he was always there supporting the two. Coach Ukai madly respects Suga because he gave his setter position to Kageyama for the sake of the team and Daichi because heâs the best in motivating the team.Â
2. They know each other so well:Â
Daichi has this proud mode when he talks about Suga. When he told the team that Sugaâs an experienced setter he had this âYes thatâs my amazing setterâ face and when Suga did that amazing spike he jumped like a kid. In the HQ light novel âSugawaraâs decisionâ this happened during the first training camp. Suga was anxious to tell Daichi of his plan to give his setter position to Kageyama. When Suga finally told Ukai about his decision, Daichi and Asahi overheard their conversation and promised to win any match as much as they can. When Suga stated âI think in order to win, the person we need right now is Kageyamaâ Daichi and Asahi expressed their concern because the three promised to step on the court together (i get so emotional when the 3rd yrs play together). Daichi was worried and he told Suga that they can do something about it. THIS IS ACTUALLY ONE OF MY FAVORITE HQ LNs because of what Suga thought after their discussion âHe was glad to have sawamura who accepted him the way he is, as his teammateâ AND I FUCKIN LOST IT HQ LN SHOULD BE ANIMATED. Daichi supported Sugaâs decision for the team, âDaichi was very certain of Suga who had been with him for the past 3 yearsâ, he even stopped Tanaka from interrupting Sugaâs monologue telling him to listen.Â
Remember when Ukai announced the first lineup for dateko vs karasuno match and the shot was focused to Suga and back to Daichi; you can see Daichi did this weird eye thing glancing at Suga. Daichiâs proud moments of Suga were âI think youâve revived too Sugaâ and âIâm glad you still want to fightâ when he told Daichi âI do wish my tosses couldâve played a part in the victoryâ. When Asahi and Noya stopped coming to the team, the only members left were Suga, Daichi and the 2nd years. Suga also took the blame and Daichi was there for him. He was shown secretly listening to Yamaguchi and Sugaâs conversation about the mop (and comforted him that he shouldn't blame himself. Iâm kinda disappointed they didn't include this in the anime). These panels show their trust and respect for each other.
He cant even dare to hurt Suga (but lets Suga punch him anytime) and he knows when Suga goes to overthinking mode. Also Suga knows Daichi so well i think iâm gonna cry. Scolding Daichi when he was not vocal during the game; Sugaâs known for being the only one who can lecture Daichi. When Daichi told Suga and Asahi that itâs better to hand over the team to the 2nd yrs, Suga knew Daichi didn't mean that; Daichi felt hopeless because they lost again. He knew Daichi wanted to stay and play volleyball and step on the orange court.Â
Heâs also used to Daichiâs stern mode. Daichi was also shown being the one who can keep Suga in control like âSuga please calm downâ. Their relationship isnât fully conveyed in the anime but iâm thankful that creators created drama cds, light novels, extras, spin-offs and haikyuu stage play to let us know more about the characters.
 3. The team parents:Â
They always discuss about their team members like Suga asking Daichi about Kageyama and Hinata (kagehina bond ep) and Tsukishima. In the haikyuu drama cds âwhat if karasunoâs manager isnât shimizu kiyokoâ and âthe reason behind the t-shirtsâ they were worried about entrusting the managerâs job to Tanaka, Noya and Hinata. When the team was hungry because Kiyoko wasnât there, Suga told Daichi to take action so he assigned the weird duo to buy foods for the team and they were the ones who planned for the names of the shirts with the help of Noya, Kiyoko was pissed at the two because they were busy thinking of their own shirts. In the haikyuu light novel âthe last summer vacationâ (Sources: 1|2)Â Suga watched the team with worry on his face because it was so hot so he approached Daichi and expressed his concern that the team will get sick from the heat. Coach Ukai overheard the discussion and called a meeting. Theyâre usually seen together in every scene in the anime, stage play, haikyuu light novel, extras, manga, spin-offs and drama cds, scolding Tanaka, Noya, Hinata, Kageyama and Tsukishima; discussing volleyball stuffs; and buying pork buns for the team. In the lets haikyuu and extras (hq spin-off) itâs actually semi-canon theyâre karasunoâs team parents. They also have this karasuno christmas bonding tradition.
It was also STATED BY THE DIRECTOR IN THE HQ MAGAZINE AND THE VOICE ACTORS THAT DAICHI AND SUGA ARE THE TEAM PARENTS AND TANAKAâS THE BIG BROTHER (here are the links: 1|Â 2|3)Â
ITâS CANON!!!!!! ITâS DAMN RIGHT CANON!!!!!TEAM PARENTS DAISUGA IS CANON!!!!!!
 4. Teasing, bickering and just them being dorks:Â
Suga teasing daichi is my jam. In the HQ LN âYachiâs delivery missionâ (Sources 1|2), this conversation frickin made me squeal like a mouse with laryngitis. After practice the team was thirsty and wanted something cold to eat. âItâs indeed hot, lets get ice pops before we head homeâ daichi stated then frickin SLY/LIL SHIT SUGA JUST CASUALLY SAID THIS REMARK âOh thatâs not a bad idea, are you going to treat us Daichi-sanâ HE FRICKIN ADDED -SAN. So the team didn't let the opportunity go away they screamed with joy and thanked Daichi. After what happened Daichi just glared at Suga who was smiling at him. Daichiâs a softie when Sugaâs involved. Suga got Daichi to buy ice cream for the team.  I REPEAT HQ LN SHOULD BE ANIMATED.Â
Daichi knows when Sugaâs about to do something stupid and his antics. They argued about this. When Suga was mad at Daichi because he was implying that the last year shrine visit was nothing; he was so pissed he started fuming at daichi. Suga also told Daichi that steak just being steak is better over diced steak.  Hyped suga and daichi trying to calm him down is the cutest shit. In the HQ LN âTokyo Expedition: Captainsâ Meetingâ(Sources: 1|2), Daichi warned Suga about Kuroo because he knows how to read minds and loves mind games and Suga was like âyou need to chill Daichiâ. When it was Sugaâs turn to pick a card from Daichiâs deck he picked the joker and twitched his brows, Daichi whispered at Suga telling him whenever he drew the joker his brows twitch so Suga massaged his brows. I REPEAT AGAIN THIS SHOULD BE ANIMATED. The other captains and vice captains are competing against each other but look at these frickin idiots they are helping each other. DAICHI OBSERVING SUGA THEN WARNED HIM ABOUT HIS TENDENCY OF TWITCHING HIS EYEBROWS. IM GONNA FRICKIN DO A BACKFLIP. Also Daichi and Suga love to make fun of asahi but when you frickin hurt asahi these two will frickin punch you in the face. Frickin daisugasting dorks.
 5. They are always together and in sync:
In the manga, anime, extras, stage play, light novel, drama cds and official art/merchandise theyâre usually frickin together and always in sync, same reactions and thoughts. Remember when Daichi looked at Suga (S1 ep24) like he was asking for approval then Suga nodded. That was so cute ugh.
Extras:Â
Suga is 6 months older than Daichi. June 13 and December 31. Their birth dates makes me go WAIT WHAT.Â
Suga and Daichiâs name meanings are compatible.
During the christmas bonding time, Suga received daichiâs gift, a daruma. Daichi bought it as a gift because it weighs like a volleyball (heâs such a volleyball nerd) and he told Suga that they should draw the eye together. (Source link)
Suga thought that Daichi was jealous of his t-shirt because the phrase on his shirt was cooler than his. (Source link)
Sugaâs first synchronize attack was a success and he tossed it to Daichi. Coach Ukai assigned these two along with Tanaka to learn synchronize attack.(Remember when Daichi told Suga he borrowed coach ukaiâs tablet so they can watch the videos together)
The way they look at each other like thereâs nothing else to look at.Â
What I truly love about these two is their relationship and trust for each other.They complement each other, which makes them a good combination. They went through obstacles and look THEY MADE IT TO THE NATIONALS, kiyoko witnessed their progress and asahi thanked suga and daichi because they welcomed him again in the team, remember when asahi was not sure if theyâd accept him to the team but daichi and suga were just laughing and made fun of him.Â
Their vice captain and captain interaction isn't fully expressed in the anime and i hope that everyone will appreciate them more! They made it to nationals! And them being proud of Hinata and Kageyama in the hq time skip is one of the best treasures Furudate sensei gave to us.Â
Lets talk about these two. Daisugasting volleyball idiots.Â
I rest my case.
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Lost at Sea
Single Dad Spencer x fem reader
Summary: This is kind of a little Christmas-adjacent fluff peice where Spencer is a single dad, completely clueless while Christmas shopping for his daughter. Reader sees him struggling and decides to help, completely unaware of where it will lead them. I imagined him sometime after the show ended, kinda with his somewhat longer curly hair and glasses. This story is completely fluff and I make no apologies.
Well, that was about the third loud huff from the man standing down the isle from me. This one was so loud it blew his hair around a bit, making it even messier. I try to focus on the task at hand, finding the perfect gift for my best friendâs little girl.
Diana was the closest thing I had to a daughter of my own. Despite Anneâs protesting, I took every opportunity to spoil her daughter rotten. The adorable and precocious little girl had me absolutely wrapped around her finger. I have to fight the urge to buy everything I thought would put a smile on her face, my favorite sight in the world.
But now, I was repeatedly distracted by the clearly frustrated man standing next to me, eyeing the girls toy section like it was an enigma. I decide to approach him, but heâs still to lost in his thoughts to notice.
I clear my throat while giving him a light tap on the shoulder.
âCan I help you with anything?â
âOh I didnât realized you worked here.â
âI donât.â I smile sweetly at him. âYou just look like youâre trying to solve the worlds most challenging puzzle over here.â
He meets my eyes with a sheepish smile, nervously rubbing the back of his neck. I try my best to ignore just how attractive this man is. Heâs definitely not available.
âI guess in a way I am. Iâm trying to buy a Christmas gift for my daughter. Itâs safe to say that I know absolutely nothing about girls. I want it to be absolutely perfect, and I just know whatever I get wonât be half of what she deserves.â
âWell I can help with that. How old is she and what does she like?â
He pushes his glasses up his nose, giving me a moment to ogle just how attractive his hands are.
âHer name is Alice, sheâs 5. I know she loves Disney princesses. Ariel is her favorite I think... but even once I narrow it down to that, there is still just so much. Who knew shopping for little girls could be so overwhelming.â
I canât help but giggle a bit at his helplessness. He starts to laugh along with me.
âIâm Spencer by the way.â I see him hesitate a moment before slowly extending a hand. I look at his extended hand with a slight feeling of guilt, knowing heâll most likely judge me based on my response.
âOh Iâm sorry I hope you donât think Iâm rude but... I donât really shake hands. Itâs not personal itâs just all the germs. I donât deal so well with them.â
He lets out a soft chuckle, but I canât imagine why. Is he actually laughing at me? Seems a bit rude.
âYou know I used to be the exact same way. I suppose having a kid has changed me more than I realize sometimes.â
I nod, quietly, knowing I canât really relate.
âIâm sorry youâre probably really busy. Are you shopping for your daughter too?â
Unsure as to the reason why, Iâm suddenly embarrassed to admit that Iâm not actually a parent. Just a single loner in their mid-thirties, living vicariously through their best friend and their.
âOh no, just a friend. Iâm more than happy to help you out with Alice. If you want my best ideas though, Iâve got to be honest, a lot of it is online. I can show you the links real quick, Iâd youâd like?â
âI feel like this would be easier if we just... Would you like to grab coffee? I know a great place just around the corner. You can show me all your ideas and hopefully we can pick out something for her together.â
Up until this point I didnât want to make assumptions, but itâs becoming more clear that Spencer is most likely a single dad. I donât want pry, but I canât help but wonder what happened to her mom.
I try to hide my excitement at his offer.
âYou had me at coffee. And I almost forgot, Iâm Y/N!â
ââââââââââââââââ
Three hours and several cups of coffee later, I knew a small part of the life story belonging to Spencer Reid. He was an FBI agent, part of a team who hunts down serial killers. A profiler. Or former profiler? He used to work in the field, until he had to raise his daughter alone. He had been fallen hard and fast for someone who left him as soon as another opportunity, or person rather, had presented themselves. They left him a single dad, all alone with his 2 year old daughter, Alice.
Being a single parent, he knew he couldnât continue a job that put him in harms way on a regular basis. He never had a problem putting his life on the line for others, but Alice had become his number one priority, without question. Switching to a desk job had allowed him to continue as a consult for the team while also teaching at the University.
As I looked over his attire, I couldnât help but notice that he didnât quite give off professor vibes at first glance. His cozy maroon sweater and glasses, perhaps. But his curly mop of disheveled hair and goofy grin made him look more like a cuddly muppet character. The more I listen to him talk the more I notice his intelligence. I should have known, given his professions. It didnât take long to realize he was well out of my league, but he was kind enough to give me the time of day for whatever reason.
I keep drowining in his eyes or getting pulled in by the movement of his hands as he speaks. Listening to his voice is like gently floating down like a river. I donât even notice when heâs stopped talking.
âWhat about you?â
âHmm?â I pull myself out of my daze, trying not to look as enchanted by him as I feel.
âOh uhh, nothing to tell really.â I shrug, picking up my coffe, hoping heâll change the subject while I sip on my caramel latte.
âI find that hard to believe. What do you do?â
âI just run a small cafe in town.â
I feel as though hearing about my life is about as interesting as watching water boil, but Spencer could have fooled me. He looks genuinely invested as I tell him about how I earned my bachelors and masters in business management, eventually opening up The Cottage. I didnât have any experience in the food industry, but my friend Nicole had immediately been on board with the idea of coming on as my cook.
âIt sounds wonderful. Iâll definitely have to stop by sometime.â He smiles at me before sipping on the last of his second cup of coffee.
âYouâre welcome to bring Alice, only if you want to. And Nicole makes a killer risotto!â
âOf course! ...Oh! I knew we were forgetting something. Alice!â
âThe entire reason you asked me here, just a minor detail.â I canât help but snicker at our absent mindedness, how easy it was to be completely swept away in the tide that was Spencer Reid.
His face fades a bit, though Iâm not sure why. He simply nods, folding his hands in his lap.
âSorry if this is weird but umm... can I see a picture of her? Itâs just, well, it might help me to get a better idea. You donât have to, if it makes you uncomfortable.â
âOh yeah!âHe pulls out his wallet, unfolding a long strand of small photos, most of just his daughter, a few featuring him as well.
She was beautiful, brown eyed girl with soft, brown locks. She clearly had her fathers curly hair and soft, doe eyes. If it wasnât obvious from the way he spoke about her, the pictures made it incredibly apparent that this girl was his whole world. Pure joy radiated from the photo of the two of them. I look up to to see the exact same look on his face, with a smile so big that his eyes crinkle.
That is the moment I knew he had me. I would follow this man anywhere, this adorable dad I had met on the toy isle only hours ago. The photos made it evident that she was just as crazy about him. It was almost too adorable for my heart to handle.
I take a deep breath before meeting his gaze, which is much closer now as we lean in over the table to look at the pictures.
âSheâs beautiful.â
He looks down at the photos again with glassy eyes. âI know.â
He clears his throat and scoots back into his seat.
âSo what did you have in mind?â
âWell, I have seen this online story that makes really pretty hand-made dresses that mimic the ones of each Disney Princess. Maybe a couple of her favorites? They also make knit blankets that look like mermaid tales. Or maybe a stuffed animal of one of her favorite characters? What little kid doesnât like stuffed animals, right?â
Spencer nods along, absorbing all the suggestions I throw his way. After awhile, I help him settle on ordering a few we both like.
âI canât wait to give these to her! She always loves Christmas morning. We open presents together and eat the cookies we made the night before while binging as many Christmas movies as possible.â
There was that smile again, the one he got when he talked about her. I wonder if she knows how lucky she is to have a dad that cares so much.
I canât help but smile as well at the thought, which he quickly interrupted with âSo what are your Christmas plans?â
I feel myself turning slightly red at the embarrassment of having to admit that I have none. Nothing much that is.
I shrug, hoping he wonât ask any more about it.
âDo you get to see your family?â
And there it was. The question I was desperately hoping to avoid. I know my inability to meet his gaze and consistent pulling at my fingers would be a dead give away of my uncertainty about speaking on the subject. I search for the best way to answer without seeming like Iâm overcome with self pity. To be fair, I wasnât. I didnât mind spending the holidays alone. Not anymore. I had grown comfortable with the silence and comfort that comes from living alone.
The soft crackling of the fire, a fuzzy blanket, and a warm cup of hot chocolate had become my closest companions of each winter season. I spent many evenings curled up by the window, watching the snow dust the city as soft music flowed through my drafty, top floor apartment. Sometimes Iâd dance and twirl around in my pajamas and socks, slipping and sliding on the wood floors. So yes, it was safe to say I truly enjoyed the time I spent getting to know myself.
âI uh, theyâre not really around anymore. I was adopted by my parents when I was still a baby. They didnât have any family but each other and then, well, me. I lost them to a car crash a few years back.â
I can tell heâs listening, but the one thing I always expect to see isnât there. Pity. Instead I see kindness and understanding, and my heart welcomes it fully.
âNicole is on vacation with her family for the holidays so itâs just me. Iâm pretty used to it though, I make my own fun.â I give him smile to reinforce my point.
His eyes glaze over and I can tell Iâve lost him to a deep thought, as I see the gears turning in his head. He opens his mouth to speak before closing it again, and finally spouting out: âCome have dinner with us. On Christmas Eve.â
I had half expected a pity invite. A âwhy donât youâ. A âwould you like toâ. But Spencer hadnât asked me. He had told me, in a way that left no room for arguing. I could tell he wasnât going to budge on the matter. Whether it was the insistent but kind tone or the seriousness in his eyes, I donât know. But I knew there was no use in fighting it. Not just the invitation, but the feelings quickly flooding my heart. Spencer Reid was like a fast approaching storm, but I didnât want to outrun the rain. I wanted to dance in it, drenched in the downpour.
And thatâs exactly what I did. As soon as I saw the look on his face when I said yes, it crashed over me like a wave, leaving me breathless and lost in the sea of my emotions.
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Enemies to Lovers Part 3
masterlist <<part 1 <part 2 part 3 part 4 (coming soon!) >
Summary: You leave the Gillespie house and head to the airport with Charlie after an eventful two weeks. While at the airport, your flight gets delayed and you learn of some interesting news...
Category: enemies to lovers, angst, fluff
Fandom: JATP
Paring: Charlie Gillespie x fem!Reader
Word Count: 2.5k
Warnings/Includes: arguing/fighting, small panic attack, cringy songs i wrote
A/N: so... i can never post on time. and i know its been a while since i posted the last chapter. i really hope you guys like this chapter! please reblog and comment and let me know what you think! your support means everything, and keeps me going, so thank you.
Mandatory Thanking of the Betas: thank you to @wrhen for giving me help and feedback with this chapter!
AO3 link here (coming soon!)
Please donât repost my work without my permission, in part or whole. My work can also be found on AO3 @cucumbersandolives. Thank you!
Ice & Fire, and Enemies to Lovers are both my own songs that I wrote. All song rights go to me.
âCharlie! Y/N! Your cab is here!â Ms.Gillespie called. You checked under the bed one last time before grabbing your suitcase and backpack.
âThank you so much for your hospitality Ms.Gillespie,â You said, walking up to her. âIf you hadnât invited me I would have spent Christmas alone, and this was so much better.â
âChristmas alone? What a loser,â Charlie remarked as he put his bag into the trunk of the cab. You just rolled your eyes.
âCharlie, be a gentleman and grab her suitcase.â Ms.Gillespie said with a calm yet authoritative tone. He grabbed your suitcase and did as he was told. âIâm sorry about him, but Iâm happy you had a good time. Maybe you can join us next year?â
âI would be honored,â You said, taking a last glance around the house you had stayed at for the past two weeks.
âHey! Letâs go!â Charlie hollered from outside. âWeâre gonna miss the flight!â
âThank you, Ms.Gillespie,â You adjusted your backpack and stepped outside to the man who had become a whiny teenager.
âFinally,â He said as you sat down. âSheâs my mother, not yours.â
âIâm sorry about him,â You said to the lady in the driver's seat. âWeâre all ready to go now, sorry for the wait.â
She nodded and began to drive. The scenery was nice, but it only took a couple of minutes for you to start yelling at Charlie.
âFuck this,â You pulled out his earbud. The niceties could stop now that his mother wasnât here. âI have tried to be nice to you this whole time, but now I can say this: You want to act like a little boy throwing a hissy fit? Fine, be my guest. But at least do it in someone elseâs company, I have been nothing but kind to you, you-â You almost cussed again, but you reined yourself in. He was worth your anger but not that much of it.
He just rolled his eyes and scoffed. âWhatever you say, princess.â His words, taken in another context, could have easily been mistaken for something other than the daggers they were.
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âItâs delayed,â He said, and that simple fact destroyed the rest of the day. âThe plane has some issue. They think itâll be at least two hours, if not more.â
âGod, every time I try to like airports, something bad happens,â You said, slumping back into the uncomfortable airport chairs. You knew it wasnât the airlineâs fault, (well it kinda was), but you needed to get back to work. You fiddled with the cord on your headphones before putting them back on.
âAh- Not so fast,â Charlie said, blocking you from putting them on. He showed you who was calling him. âIf I have to talk to the boss man,â He said, referring to Kenny, âThen you do too.â
âSee but I donât,â You said, as you received a different call. âI have a different boss to talk to.â
âI mean, Iâm not your boss-â The girl on the other end of the phone said, but Charlie cut her off.
âAre you actually going to talk to Jadah?â He said, about to accept Kennyâs call.
âNo, Charlie. Savâs phone died, so you talk to your boss and Iâll talk to mine.â You walked around for a bit to find a quieter corner of the airport.
âYou okay, Y/N?â Jadah asked, finally.
âNo, but that's for another time. Whatâs up?â
âSo⊠Kenny is telling Charlie about the song showcase, but thereâs one thing that heâll leave out.â She said, leaving you on a cliffhanger.
âThat is?â You said, prompting her.
âI- I may have slipped him your demos?â Jadah said slowly, and at that moment, all sense of keeping up public appearances went out the window.
âJadah! Those were not yours to share! In any capacity!â You took a deep breath and asked your first question. âWhere did you get them? I thought that the sound guy and I were the only ones with copies?â âI may have bribed him for a copy,â She said sheepishly. Even though you couldnât see her, you knew she was nervous.
âJadah, I have one other question.â You paused, trying to figure out how to ask nicely. âWhich songs did you give him? Cause if you gave him Enemies-â
âI gave him Ice & Fire, Enemies to Lovers, and I canât remember the third one. Please donât be mad.â
âIâm not.â You were, a little bit. âCan you put Savannah on the phone though?â She gave a quick yes, and you could hear the phone being passed between hands.
âY/N?â Savannah said.
âDid you know? A-about the demos,â You clarified.
âI knew you recorded them, and Jadah had me listen to them. You are amazing!â
âThank you,â You said. âUh, E.T.L. isnât finished yet, but I had the time in the studio so I recorded it.â âY/N, if you want to be a songwriter, you would be amazing!â She said, but you could tell what she meant.
âI wonât leave you in the middle of a show, Sav.â You were honest with your words. âI know.â She paused. You both knew what amazing opportunities would open up if you did. âHold on one second, Iâm going to go on mute really quick, okay?â
âYeah, go ahead.â
You could see Charlie coming towards you. His walk had a purpose, but one that was unknown to you.
âHello, Mr.Ortega! How can I help?â You put your hand out to Charlie, signaling to him that if he talked he would be dead as Kenny spoke.
âIâm not sure if the girls have told you, but weâd love to have you perform your songs at the showcase.â He said, and you chose your words wisely, so that way Charlie wouldnât know.
âIâd love to! What time, and which ones would you like to hear?â You asked, as you pulled out a pen and rolled up your sleeves.
âIce & Fire, Enemies to Lovers or uh, E.T.L., I believe that was how Jadah referred to it?â He said, and you could tell he wasnât sure what to call it.
âYeah, I can do that, any others?â You said, scribbling down quick abbreviations of the titles.
âOh there was one more, How to Be a Heartbreaker, I loved that one.â He said, pausing. âAnd I believe that Jadah mentioned that you had a few others? If you want to pick one or two, that would be great!â
âAlright! I know itâs weird to ask this, but no one has given me any details, so what time is the showcase, and where is it?â You asked, excited for the opportunity to perform.
â4:30 this afternoon, in dance studio A.â You wrote down the time quickly.
âSir?â
âYes?â
âIâll be landing from my flight only an hour before that.â
âY/N?â
âYes?â
âYou can do it.â
You scoffed a bit as the call ended. âFuck.â You cussed under your breath.
âWow, you talked to Kenny, and that's your response to a conversation with him? Anyways, Iâm going to grab a coffee, want one?â He offered.
âUh, Iâll just take a muffin, if they have one.â As you walked away, your brain was moving a mile a minute as you tried to figure out how everything would work.
âCâmon Y/L/N, if thereâs one thing you can figure out, itâs making this work. You can do this.â
~
âOwen!â You said, running over to him.
âHi!â He said giving you a hug, and then he looked at you. âSav told me, you look like a mess.â
âYeah, I know. Look, can you fix my necklace?â You said pointing to the jumbled mess it had gotten into around your neck.
âYeah, âcourse, turn around,'' He said, and you did so. He got surprisingly close as you moved your hair away from your neck, and as he fiddled with it, you could see Charlie out of the corner of your eye. He had a look that you couldnât put your finger on, but it almost seemed like⊠jealousy?
âAll done!â He said, patting you on the back.
âThank you,â You said, adjusting your sweatshirt a bit.
âYou got this,â He said, grabbing your hand. âOkay?â
âOkay-â You said, but Kennyâs voice rose above everyone else's.
âHello everyone! If you could turn your attention to the mirror, that would be great!â Everyoneâs eyes turned to him, standing on a chair with a mic in hand. âHere's how this is going to work. Iâd like our lovely leads to come to the mirror. Anyone else who isnât singing can stand off of the dance floor over there,â He pointed to an area.
âIf you are singing, you can follow me,â Paul said, raising his hand.
âOkay, go!â Kenny said, and as you followed Paul, you could hear him as a question. âWhere is Charlie? Jeremy, check that bathroom, and Owen, look in the break room.â
~
âThat was amazing Anna! Okay, who is next?â Kenny said, motioning to the person in front of you to come out. âAh, Kevin, what do you have for us?â
Kevin began to talk, but it was hard to hear anything over your beating heart. You tried to take deep breaths, but it just got louder, and your worries began to overwhelm you. You took a step back in the line, making your way to the back. That would give you some time to overcome your worries before you went out there.
The line seemed to move a warp speed, because before you knew it, Kenny was calling your name.
âY/N? Are you back there?â He asked, and you could hear everyone start to whisper when you didnât respond.
âYeah, gimme one second!â You said, fixing your shirt a bit. You got this. You can do it.
As you stepped out onto the stage Kennyâs face lit up. âThere you are! How was the flight?â His eyes were kind, but as you looked into the audience, there were many shook faces.
âIt was rough, but Iâm happy to be here,â You said, sitting down in the chair in the middle of the stage. You kept taking deep breaths, trying, desperately to calm your nerves.
âI know you have a couple, so whenever you are ready, just say the song's name, and what characters you wrote it for,â Kenny explained. You looked around to see who was there. There was the choreo team, some Netflix executives, the lead cast, and a couple of other people who you didnât recognize.
âThis is lce & Fire, and I pictured Alex and Willie singing it.â
âOh the desire
Like Ice & Fire
Shout it out loud
They wonât bring us down
Not a disgrace
Weâve made mistakes
Our love is strong
So sing along
Iâve been looking for you for so long
(I couldnât find you)
Now that Iâve met you Iâve
Done something wrong
Oh, Ohhhh, Oh
Oh the desire
Like Ice & Fire
Shout it out loud
They canât pull us down
Runninâ from our past
Met in a crash
Through thick and thin
We can win
Iâve been looking for you for so long
(I couldnât find you)
Now that Iâve met you Iâve
Done something wrong
Oh, Ohhhh, Oh
The forces pullinâ us together
Canât stop, wonât stop
Oh hold on a little longer now
Weâre Ice & Fire
(Fire)
Two parts of one
(One)
Canât you see the passion in my eyes
Of Ice & Fire.â
As you finished, the final chord rang out from your guitar. The room was silent until Kenny spoke.
âThat was wonderful! Booboo, Owen, what do you all think?â He said, turning to the actors for their opinion.
Booboo nodded to Owen. âWell, I think that your song embodies the characters really well. Uh, I definitely would love to sing it in the show, and I, uh personally can see our characters singing it. You wanna go?â
âYeah, I agree with Owen on so many levels. Iâd love to sing Ice & Fire, if that's okay with you Kenny,â Booboo turned to Kenny and the smile that was on his face was slowly mirrored on yours.
âLetâs do it! You wanna sing any others?â The room held its breath waiting for a response. And so did you.
Your first song had passed the test. Made it through. Your knee started bouncing again and you looked up to Savannah.
You got this. She mouthed.
You cleared your throat and moved the capo on your guitar. âYeah, uh, this one is called Enemies to Lovers, and I didnât write this one about any specific characters so it can be changed to fit any of them.â
You started singing and getting into the song. A door creaked open and you looked up, curious, and you continued to sing and play.
It was Charlie. He looked like a mess, like he had just gone to hell and back. Moving among the cast to find his seat, he didnât notice you singing. Until you started the chorus.
Itâs like weâre written in the stars,
Enemies to Lovers
Swinging past the bars,
Baby, weâll discover-
You, me, weâre not so different,
You, me, we always win it,
You and me, weâre better than we seem,
Enemies
He watched you as you sang, and you, in turn, watched him. As you went into the chorus for a second time, you saw something change in his face. A realization or something, and you turned back to face Kenny as you finished the song.
We are written in the stars,
That's how we became
Well, what we are
Bicker hard and far,
Maybe weâll discover-
You, me, we are different,
You, me, we canât beat it,
You and me, weâre worse off than we seemed
You strummed your guitar, leaving the song and the story unfinished.
âThat was amazing, unfortunately, I donât think we have space for it in our show.â He smiled. âSomeone will contact you about using Ice & Fire.â
The panel along with the rest of the room, packed up their things and started to leave until just you and the main cast remained. You started to walk out of the room when someone called out.
âY/N! Wait!â
It was Charlie.
You looked at him, âYes?â
âWhat the fuck was that song? Whoâd you write it about?â He asked, like a love struck boy.
âI wrote it about you, duh!â You watched his face turn into one of- slight happiness? You laughed and started to walk away. Of course, he would think itâs about him, but why would it be? âFuck you, Charlie. I didnât think you were that self-centered!â
âIâm not!âHe countered, and you stopped walking to look at him.
âReally? Cause only a self-centered person would ask me that⊠Or, do you have a crush on me? Aww, thatâs so sweet!â You mocked. âSee you around, lover boy.â
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