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Love that they have a place they can all grow their faith. Paige, Azzi, KK, Aubrey, Caroline, Ice & Yanna at the first fall meeting for the Christian Ministry at UConn

[ereardon]

Before I Knew sneak peek

A Jake Seresin pregnancy fic

“Ducky,” he said, dropping your hands. The familiar nickname on Bob's tongue brought forward a flood of memories: spring weekends flying kites in the nearby park, sitting on the back of a tandem bike with Bob on a trip to Florida to visit your grandparents, the fort the two of you made the one time it snowed two feet in Tennessee in under a day in March. “This is my squad. Guys, meet my sister, Y/N.” 

You tore your gaze from Bob, looking over at the table he was gesturing to, a smile plastered on your face. A beautiful brunette with pearly white teeth and a tight bun was on the far left. That was Phoenix. You had received a handful of letters from Bob talking about her. Next to Phoenix was a handsome, bulky man with a mustache in a plain blue t-shirt. Wow, he was gorgeous. 

Your eyes shifted over one more, breath halting in your throat as your gaze slowly crept up. First you spotted the dog tags. Eerily familiar, but then again, a lot of military guys wore dog tags, right? 

Then the chin. Ridiculously cut jaw, slight bifurcated butt chin that you had found weirdly adorable two nights before. Plump, pink lips, puckered up in a grin. You felt your heart sink. There was only one thing left. You raised your eyes to his. Clear, seafoam green. An ocean in two small orbs. He smiled as you screamed internally. 

Bob’s voice drew you out of your coma. “That’s Bradley.” The mustache man waved a hand. “And Jake Seresin. Hangman.” 

Jake. Your stomach did a sommersalt. 

Last time you had seen him, you had been teetering on the edge of drunk, standing outside of the bar with one hand on the railing, the salty ocean wind licking at the sweat on your collarbone, flicking the ends of your hair up against your chin.

The next moment, his tongue was on your throat, in your mouth, fingers in your hair, pressing your body against the railing of the deck as you whimpered into his lips. 

You had crept out of bed before he woke up. Just a gorgeous, tan, muscular back sticking out beneath crisp white sheets as you tugged on your short dress and called an Uber. You had expected to never see him again. 

And here he was, smirking at you as your brother’s gaze narrowed. 

You had fucked up. Correction. You had fucked Jake Seresin. And that was a major fuck up. 

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The First Kick | Rooster & Dragon

Opposites Attract Masterlist | Main Masterlist

synopsis: aviators hate rainy days, but slasher films and baby bumps make them a little more enjoyable

word count: 500

warnings: pregnancy

There was one thing that aviators hated, and that was rain. Luckily living in California, they only had a rainy day like twice a year. When they woke up this morning, Dragon and Rooster didn’t even bother to start getting ready. They cuddled under the covers and waited for the text from Mav to come in that they had the day off. 

The rain fell softly against the skylight in their living room. Usually on rainy days, it meant finishing projects around the house that had been abandoned, but today’s rainy day seemed to drain the energy right out of Dragon. The pregnancy had slowly started to get better. She wasn’t as sick all the time, but she was exhausted. 

Bradley often found her asleep with her head on her desk in the middle of the day, or curled on the couch in the ready room. So today, Bradley dragged her to the couch and cuddled her with almost every fuzzy blanket that they had in the house. She is currently laid in between Bradley’s legs, her back resting against his chest. He absent-mindedly drew circles over her bump, which seemed to be growing daily, as she watched Scream. 

“Anthony Perkins, Psycho,” Dragon quoted and Bradley chuckled. 

“How many times have you seen this?” He asked, and Dragon just shrugged, “Gonna turn our baby into a slasher movie psycho.” 

“Now, Bradley, don’t you blame the movies,” She turned in his arms, so she was straddling him, “‘Movies don’t create psychos, movies make psychos more creative’, Billy Loomis, Scream 1996,” Dragon said, her lips ghosting over him. 

“Yeah, yeah, words, words,” Bradley said and sealed the gap between them. The moment their lips touched, Dragon gasped and pulled away, her eyes going down to her belly, “Did you feel that too?” 

“I’ve been feeling that. Did you feel that?” Dragon asked and Bradley nodded.

“Did they just kick?” He asked his eyes wide like a kid in a candy store. And to answer his own question, there was another nudge against his hand,  “Oh my god! Honey, they kicked! The baby kicked!”

“I know,” Dragon smiled, and placed a hand on his cheek, “I’ve been feeling these like flutters for the past two weeks, I can’t believe you haven’t felt them. You’re almost always touching my bump.” 

“Is it weird that I’m jealous of that?” He asked. Dragon ran her thumb over the apple of his cheek. 

“No, it’s not,” Dragon said, “But trust me, if you felt the way they hit my rib cage. . . jealousy would be over and done.” 

Bradley shook his head and pushed her (his) sweatshirt up so her bare belly was exposed to him. His new favorite thing as of late was to touch Dragon’s bare skin, it was the closest he could get to feeling the baby for right now. Bradley gently pushed on her belly, his eyes going to meet hers. 

“Is this okay?” He asked and Dragon nodded, “Hi baby,” Bradley whispered to her bump, “Can you show us your new trick again?” He waited a moment and felt a soft nudge against his hand, “So cool, so very cool,” Bradley smiled. 

And that’s how most of the afternoon went. They switched positions so Bradley was laying in between Dragon's legs. He snuggled up with Dragon’s bump, his face resting gently on it. Every time he felt a kick, he would place a kiss right on the spot where the little one touched. 

Dragon didn’t know how she could fall more in love with Bradley Bradshaw, but this moment proved that she could.

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Somewhere Only We Know - TWO

Chapter Warnings: spoilers for 2x02, swearing but that’s part of the show idk why you would be surprised by that

shoutout to @yanna-banana​ for showing me this Instagram dupe site so I can make this a bit more ~interactive~ since reader is, y’know, a social media manager. also thanks for ur patience my lovelies, i’m having “ahhhh im graduating” depressive states and all my energy is going towards finals and existing rn.

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“Okay. Laptop. Charger. Keys. Coffee. Shoes. Shoes!”

For some reason, you were a mess this morning. You had been repeating your list of things you needed over and over again and yet every time you kept discovering something else you had forgotten. Your bag lay half-packed on the couch as you ran around like a chicken with its head cut off in pursuit of your shoes. Seriously, how the fuck did you lose the shoes you had grabbed from your closet just a minute ago?

That’s because they were in your hands.

Sighing, you pulled on the sensible flats and took another moment to look around your room and list out all the things you needed for work today. The TV played in a lone drone behind you and you turned your head to see This Morning playing. Philip and Holly were interviewing some guy from that one reality show.

“What about Amy? Are you going to wait for her?” Holly asked.

“Nah, no. I was just playing a game, know what I mean?” the guy replied. Christ, was that Jamie Tartt? It was, wasn’t it. “Find the fittest girl there, have sex with her in the toilet, ask her to marry you. Strategy.”

“Wow,” you drawled before you shut off the TV. “He’s a piece of shit.”

You headed for the door and quickly backtracked. You almost forgot your entire bag and the leftovers from the shoot you had last night. Ugh, you needed more coffee.

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You were scrolling through TikTok in search of a new trend to use for a Richmond video when all five foot two inches of your boss came bursting into your office.

“Oh, sorry! I should have knocked. Get your bag, babes, we’re going to lunch,” she exclaimed. “There’s this cafe that’s a ten minute walk from here and they’ve got the best coffee.”

You knew better than to argue with the pure ball of energy that was Keeley Jones. In the short time you’ve known her, you loved the beaming blonde. She and Rebecca were infectious in their laughter, light, and kindness. When you first interviewed, you were intimidated by the two women, but you quickly learned that they were goofy as hell and always down to gossip.

Grabbing your purse, you dutifully followed Keeley through the maze of hallways. She passed the locker room without a second glance, but you made sure to peek over your shoulder to see a few of the guys streaming out of the doors.

“Yo, Keeley!” someone called. She spun around and waved at whoever yelled and then grabbed your hand, pulling you over to talk to a few of the guys.

“Hi Isaac! Have you met our new social media manager yet? She’s gonna be the one making you all look sexy on the Gram now,” she announced. You offered them a tentative smile and the large man in front of you beamed.

“Isaac McAdoo,” he introduced. You gave him your name in turn and then cleared your throat. You weren’t as charismatic or bubbly as Keeley, but you were trying to make more of an effort. Your last job was filled with a few passive aggressive comments thrown over cubicle walls and then bossa nova jazz everyday. No one had been chatty or nice the way everyone was at Richmond.

“I’ve actually been meaning to set up meetings with all the players,” you explained. “My job is to handle the team’s socials, but I also want to integrate the players' ideas and individual brands. I’d also like to know if anyone is working with a management team so I can coordinate with them on certain posts.”

“Isn’t she fucking brilliant?” Keeley exclaimed.

Isaac puffed out his chest and flexed his biceps. “As long as you make us look good, then I’m in.”

Keeley patted you on the shoulder. “We should get going to lunch, but check your email soon. I’ll make sure we can coordinate times to meet.”

“Awesome. Nice to meet you!” He darted off to go talk to someone else and Keeley slid her arm into the crook of yours so she could lead you out of the building and down the road.

“Isaac’s all bark and no bite unless you’re on the field,” she explained. “Sam is an absolute sweetie and Colin is darling. Richard is my go-to when I need to know a wine pairing and Zoreaux is a beast at Dance Dance Revolution. Bumbercatch is…”

Keeley listed off all the players on the team and you tried to keep a mental catalog of everything she said, but it was making your head spin. You were grateful once she stopped outside a small cafe that was indeed a short walk from Nelson Road. A simple vanilla latte and a chicken cobb salad was your order while Keeley got a complicated drink and a wrap.

The owner, Alex, handed the two of you your drinks and you turned with the intention of finding a table to wait for the food when Keeley stopped short. Some guy stood half-obscured by the plant shelves, but he stepped out once he realized he caught Keeley’s attention.

“Jamie?!” she exclaimed.

“I-I’m not stalking ya,” he blurted out. “I’ve been following you for, like, a few blocks now and I couldn’t text ya because I deleted your number.”

As he rambled on, his words started to fade in and out as you took him in. His slicked back hair made him look like a corny Godfather character and the all black ensemble didn’t help. You could understand why people fawned over him with that strong jaw and blue eyes, but as his lips moved all you could hear was his smarmy talk from the show this morning. 

“So, yeah, I’ve been following you for the last few blocks. No, I’m lying. I’ve been following you for your whole lunch hour. But I’ve just been trying to build up the courage to say hi…so…hi.” His voice trailed off and he shrugged.

“That’s, like, the definition of stalking,” you murmured which drew his attention to you. Jamie Tartt was starting to feel like a bad omen that was following you around.

“Hi, sorry. Jamie Tartt.” He offered you a cocky smile that you recognized from the TV that morning and you merely glanced down at his outstretched hand. You had no idea where that hand had been. Raising a single eyebrow, you let your gaze trail up from his hand to his face.

“I’ll go find us a table,” you said to Keeley before you brushed past him and found an empty table by the window. You always loved sitting by the window and watching the world pass by. You could make up stories about the people that passed by. Like the lady walking two poodles. Maybe she was some CEO or maybe she was an undercover agent. That would be sick as hell.

“Sorry about that, babe,” Keeley apologized. She placed your salad in front of you and then took the seat across from you. “Now, I just want to say that your idea about meeting all the players? Brilliant. Absolutely fucking brilliant. When we get back to the office, we can set up a calendar for everyone to schedule a time to meet with you. How’s that sound?”

“That’s great. I really love working here.” You looked towards the door where Jamie Tartt was heading out of, a coffee clutched in his hand. He glanced back at the table you were sitting at and you immediately looked away and back at Keeley. You offered her a tight smile and nodded along to whatever she was saying.

Hopefully that was the last time you would ever see Jamie Tartt.

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[blue-aconite]

love, he called it || j.h.s

Summary: All in all, Jake would like to think that he was a good boyfriend. He did his best to remember all the anniversaries and the birthdays.

Warnings: Hurt no comfort, heartbreak, no happy ending

Word Count: 2.2k

Pairings: Jake Seresin x f!reader (no use of y/n)

Authors Note: I am so sorry. I have no excuse for this. Thanks to my lovely betas @yanna-banana​ & @whoreforseresin​. I could be persuaded to make a part 2.  

All in all, Jake would like to think that he was a good boyfriend. He did his best to remember all the anniversaries and the birthdays. There was always the looming dread of another deployment but they had survived the first one. He made sure to buy her flowers, even without occasion. They had date nights, made sure to spend time with mutual friends and also have time for themselves. 

So if anyone had asked him if he thought he was a good boyfriend, his answer would be yes. He and Peach were happy. They had been happy ever since he gathered enough courage to walk up to her at the bar one night while out with his friends. He had thought the night would end with her between his sheets but Jake had left the bar with her number in his phone and the feeling of her lips on his cheek. 

Four months into their relationship, Jake was given a new assignment and shipped out on a 8 month long deployment. Peach had kissed him gently, told him they would be alright and they had spent the week leading up to him leaving between the sheets. 

They shared their first ‘i love you’ on the docks before he boarded the carrier. Somewhat bittersweet but Jake knew that he now had a real reason to come home. Peach was waiting for him. He owed it to her to make it back. There was so much he wanted to do with her. He wanted something real. 

He had never felt like this before. There had been plenty of women before her, but none of them made him feel lightheaded, blood rushing to his cheeks each time she touched him. There was no one like her. Jake wanted to spend the rest of his life making her laugh, making sure she was safe and loved. 

He had never considered having kids and settling down but after meeting her, it felt like the only future possible for him. He wanted them to buy a house, build a life together. He wanted to see her swollen with his child, a little baby with her eyes and smile. Maybe with his hair and dimples. He wanted everything with her. Saying I love you at the docks hadn’t been enough to convey the depth of his feelings but he had time. He could tell her when got back. 

There was only one thing in the way. Jake loved the Navy. He loved his job, being a fighter pilot. Being in the sky was the only thing that might have compared to what he was feeling for Peach. He needed to fly like he needed air. 

He was the only pilot on active duty with a confirmed kill. While that particular title certainly brought its own demons, he thrived on the attention. He wanted to be the best. He was the best.

They had survived the first deployment and when Peach threw her arms around him at his arrival, Jake felt at peace for the first time since he left. Overwhelmed by her, finally being back in her arms, Jake asked her to move in with him. She had answered yes without a second thought. They settled into a somewhat routine once Jake got back and soon his home was filled with her. He loved it. He loved seeing pieces of her scattered across the rooms, reminding him that she was his, and he was hers. 

But old habits die hard and Jake hadn’t thought about what actually living with Peach would entail. He loved her. He did. So much that sometimes, it felt like his heart couldn’t take the pressure. But Jake was used to being alone. He wasn’t used to having someone in his personal space, day and night. It was difficult to adapt at first.

Truth was that Jake was terrified what Peach would realise she deserved better than what he could offer, and then she would leave him. It was the only way it could end, because if Jake couldn’t stand the sight of her shoes in a disarray in the hallway, what did she really think of his habits?

Maybe she was just lying when she said it didn’t bother her that he left empty glasses and cups in the sink. Or when she said that it didn’t matter that he didn’t own a single throw pillow for his bed. Maybe she just put up with him for promises they’d made to each other before moving in together. 

What if she woke up one day and realised that Jake just wasn’t enough. 

So he tried his best, to be a devoted boyfriend. 

It all started after he had been called back to Top Gun. After the mission, and its success, the Dagger Squad were offered permanent positions as instructors and thus forming an elite squad. Housing off base was provided, so Jake and Peach packed up and made the move down to San Diego. 

When he received the news of his promotion to Lieutenant Commander, the insatiable need to succeed, the one he had tampered down for so long, came back with vengeance. If he worked hard enough, the faster he would rise through the ranks. The faster he would be even better than he was now. And if he was, he could be better for Peach.

Then the nightmares started. He did his best to hide them from Peach, not wanting her to think he was weak. So when he woke up in a cold sweat, breath caught in his throat and heart beating so hard against his ribcage that it hurt, he didn’t turn to her embrace for comfort. Instead he left their bed behind and opted for a drink on the couch. 

She noticed, of course she did, but when Peach voiced her concerns, he waved her off. Blamed work for the lack of sleep. Told her that settling into being an instructor was tiresome and he just needed to get the routine in.

But weeks passed and Jake started staying out later, avoiding going home. If she was asleep when he got there, he didn’t have to talk about what was bothering him. He knew it was stupid, but it was easier to sit at the Hard Deck, nursing a beer rather than going home and spilling his guts. The last thing he wanted was for Peach to know about how weak he was. 

It was easier to pull away, to push her away than deal with his problems. He stopped holding her hand. Kisses in the morning before work became nonexistent as Jake rarely stayed in bed all night and was always gone when she woke up. He stayed later on base, going for a drink afterwards to avoid going home and have dinner with his girlfriend. It was for the best. 

He told himself that he just needed a little more time and then everything could go back to normal. Another few weeks and then he’d feel better and he would go back to being the man Peach deserved. He just needed more time. And then they would be good again. 

Two months after the mission, on a Thursday night, Jake came home a little after 10pm. The lights on the porch was on, which was odd considering Peach would usually be asleep by now. Closing the door behind him, he toed off his shoes and crept silently down the hallway to the kitchen. He expected it to be empty but to his surprise Peach was sitting at the table, staring blankly at the wall.

“Sweetheart, it’s late. Why aren’t you asleep?” 

Peach turned and Jake’s gut twisted. She had been crying, eyes rimmed with red, tears dried on her cheeks. “Baby, what’s wrong? Did something happen?” Jake checked his phone for any messages but found the display empty. 

Peach fiddled anxiously with the sleeve of her shirt before speaking. “Maybe you can answer that.” Jake frowned, trying to understand what was happening.

“Answer what?”

“Whatever happened to make you stop being a part of this relationship.” Jake’s insides twisted, eyes widening at Peach’s words. 

He shook his head, swallowing thickly. “I don’t understand.”

She laughed then, a hollow sound, nothing like her laugh that Jake loved. It was cold, empty. 

“You’re never here Jake. And when you are, it’s like you’re a thousand miles away. Do you even remember when we last sat down and talked? When we last kissed, when you last touched me?” There was no anger in her words, only an exhaustion that seeped into his bones. He opened his mouth to speak but words failed him and he just stared.

Peach sighed, pushing the chair back. “I’m tired Jake. And I don’t think I can do this anymore.” It felt like someone had driven a knife directly into his chest, twisting it slowly as he struggled to breath. Only now did he notice the packed bags in the doorway.

“What are you saying?” He managed to find his voice, but it sounded nothing like him. 

“I’m saying I’m tired. Tired of waiting for you to come home. Tired of being pushed aside. Tired of living like this.” Peach moved as she spoke, slowly manoeuvring around him. And that’s when it hit him. She was leaving. 

His brain finally kicked in and he straightened up, wiping the tears that had started to fall away. “Please don’t do this.” 

She only looked at him, biting her lower lip, something she always did when she was feeling anxious. 

He spoke again, stepping closer. “Please. Don’t go. You gotta let me fix this. Please. I’ll do better. I’ll be better.” Jake reached for her, only to have his hands slapped away. 

Peach shook her head, eyes watering once again. “You can’t fix this Jake. I’m sorry.” She moved to get around him but he blocked her path, getting in her way. Anything to stop her from walking out on him.

“Baby please. Don’t leave me. You’re all I have.” He pleaded with her, swallowing back the bile.

“I’m tired of being your second choice Jake. I’m tired of not being enough.” Peach took another step back and Jake felt like a thousand spears pierced his heart. 

“You are enough! You’re more than enough. You’re everything!” He’d beg on his bare knees if it made her stay. He couldn’t lose her. 

“We both know that isn’t true. If I were, we wouldn’t be in this situation. If I was enough for you, you’d at least try.”

He didn’t bother to wipe away the tears now, letting them fall freely. “I’ll do anything, please. Just don’t leave me.” He begged, grasping onto her shirt sleeve in one last effort to keep her from leaving. 

Peach whispered his name, reaching out to gently pry his hand from her soft material. “Jake. Stop.” 

But he couldn’t stop. Not when he was about to lose everything that mattered to him.

“I’ll quit my job. Is that what you want? Because I’ll do it. I’ll turn in my wings. And we could go to Vegas, and we’d get married. Like you’ve always wanted. And we could have a ceremony later. We can start trying for kids. Whatever you want.” He sank to his knees, tugging on her hips until his face was flushed against her stomach, his words spoken against the cotton of her shirt. 

His tears soaked the material but he didn’t care. If he had to grovel and beg, that’s what he would do. “I’ll do whatever you want. Please give me another chance. Give me a chance to fix this, please.”

Peach’s hands settled on his shoulders. “I’d never ask you to turn in your wings. Flying is who you are. It’s your life Jake.” She was pushing against his shoulder, but Jake clung to her, refusing to let go. 

“You’re my life. I’m nothing without you. I don’t care about flying if I don’t have you. Nothing matters without you. I know those last months have been rough but I can change. I can do better.” Jake thought about the ring he had hidden away in his spare flight suit upstairs, about the list with baby names he had taped on the inside of his locker. 

His body ached, stomach twisting and he wondered if this was what dying felt like. 

Peach pushed against him again and he had no choice but to let go. He scrambled to his feet, reaching out with frantic hands to stop her from taking a step back. 

“Baby please.” 

She smiled sadly, hand coming up to cup his cheek. “Goodbye Jake. Fly safe.” She tenderly brushed his hair back, reaching up to press a kiss to his cheek before turning around. 

He followed her out on the porch, begging her to stop, to come back inside. But it was futile and Jake could only watch as she packed her bags into her car, taking his entire heart with her. 

The pain as his knees slammed into the concrete was nothing compared to the pain in his chest. Sobs wracked his body as he desperately tried, and failed to catch his breath. He didn’t even feel the pain as his knuckles met the ground, over and over until they were raw and bleeding. 

The ringing in his ears got louder and louder, Jake curling in on himself. 

She was gone. And it was all his fault.

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[lingeringmisery]

"Admiration"

Yandere Female Idol X Idol reader (GN)

Words 2k+!

Warning! stalking, delusion.

Yandere idol who is popular in the industry and even known internationally, Yanna was performing her songs as the crowd screamed and sang praises to her as they were desperate for their beloved idol to hear their undying loyalty and admiration, Yanna would only smile at them as she continued her performance..

As her performance finally ended she bowed her head and thanked her fans for all the support, she really was living the life, she had everything she wanted, money, fame, looks, and support from her fans.

Yandere idol who was strolling in the city of tokyo in a disguise, her manager was very easy going with her and would let her go out and let her do the things she wants freely, since fans would always side with her if there were any controversies.

She was wearing a black cap, and white mask, with a simple black hoodie that was baggy with gray sweatpants as she was walking around with glasses to not get recognized.

She was buying snacks and desserts left and right, as she was enjoying her stroll.

She was then bumped into someone which made her drop the food she was holding as she fell down, she yelped a bit as she was going to make sure whoever bumped into them will.. as she then looked up, ready to shout at whoever bumped in to her, she freeze for a moment as she saw..

It was her very favorite idol..[Y/N] you were a solo artist just like her, but before she even debut she already admired your singing and songs, you were long already in the industry before she even debuted, she was shocked to see her very idol smiling at her, as you seemed have an apologetic expression, lending your hand to help her get up. Your cap was taken off from you after you bumped into her as your glasses were slightly messed up, she recognized those very bright, beautiful eyes..

She stared at you, mesmerized and absolutely shocked to even see you, and even meet you in the flesh too?? You were an international idol just like her but her popularity was higher than yours, but she admired you so much that she had posters of you in her dorm, she even bought all your merch, and dyed her hair the same as yours once which made her manager almost have a heart attack.

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"Uh..hello? Are you all right?" You tried to call her as you were worried why she was staring at you with wide eyes, as you were lending your hand out, waiting for her to hold it.

she could only stare for a moment before her cheeks were slowly turning red before she looked away and quickly responded in a nervous tone.

"Ah! I..it's all right! I'm sorry I zoned out, ahaha.." she then grabbed your hand, your warm and soft hand..she was touching you! She was absolutely elevated, she is never going to wash her gloves now-

As she smiled at you nervously yet seemingly blushing? You chuckled a bit as you helped her up, her grip on your hand was tight?

"No, no! It's fine, seriously! I was just worried, are you hurt? I am so sorry for bumping into you, I was lost."

You smiled sheepishly as you told her, yanna was looking at you with such a warm and fond expression as if she knew you, you were a bit surprised but you didn't think too much about it.

Yanna could only smile widely and nod as she tried to assure you that she was not hurt at all.

"You don't need to apologize at all, I should have looked my way, I am fine. Moreover.. you're lost? oh no, it must be difficult, especially how big Tokyo is."

Yanna spoke in a worried tone as she heard that you were lost? Oh no! It must felt so confusing trying to look around and especially the language barrier for you, fortunately yanna knew english, yanna was more than thankful that you bumped into her, oh grace lord she was going to be more religious now..as she then held your hand with both of her hands, squeezing your hands slightly as she had an worried expression, she didn't even have you a chance to respond as she quickly spoke with that very same smile.

"It must been overwhelming, I can help you! Where were you going? And, ah..my name is.."

Yanna tried to think of an alias name as she then smiled widely.

"My name is Yani, let me help you."

Yanna smiled at you ever so softly, as she then started to pull you closer and walk with you around the city..you were shocked at even how friendly this stranger was? She's even helping you! You felt a wave of relief and absolute comfort from her..but there was something familiar about you, especially when you saw her eyes, she seemed so familiar and her voice, it felt like that one popular idol from Korea, but you shrugged it off as 'yani' helped you.

You didn't even know how 'yani' knew where your manager was? Even bringing you to the exact location as if she already knew who you were..? Maybe it was just a coincidence of good luck, she really was so kind and nice to you. You thanked 'yani' as you bowed over and over again expressing your gratitude to her.

She was absolutely blushing, thank god she was wearing a mask, or else they would have suspected that she already recognize who you are, she said she only wanted to help as she smiled back at you.. yanna smile was still there as you bid her goodbye, she waved back as your van fading away from the distance..after you finally left. She stayed quiet all by herself before she started to blush and giggle to herself like a high-school girl who just saw her crush, as she was fan girling so much. It felt like an dream to talk, meet, and touch you in flesh! Idols rarely get the chance to even go to concerts of their fellow idols but such chance? God must be listening to her prayers. When she arrived back to the hotel she was staying she jumped to her bed as she was blushing and still replaying that moment with you earlier, after a while she remembered that you held her hands she immediately glanced at her gloves as she took it off and kissed so many times, her lipstick lightly staining her gloves but it didn't manner, you touched this, and she could still remember how your perfume smelled..you smelled so absolutely good and nice, vanilla scent perfume? Oh how she even loved you even more, she was turning more head over heels for you.

You thought about 'yani' at how nice and kind she was to help you, but you couldn't shake the feeling that she seemed to recognize who you were..but if she did she would have said so quickly when she saw your face, you decided to just smile at yourself as you thought you wouldn't meet her again, she was so nice too.

Oh how wrong you were.

You had a performance in Tokyo before the night when you got lost, you were performing your best hit songs as your fans were shouting and cheering for you so much, some even threw flowers at you and some even threw their phone, for you to put your number there and even take a selfie in it. It was still overwhelmingly good even though you experienced this so many times already.

Your performance finally ended, you bowed and thanked your fans for supporting you even here on stage.

After it you were then at the greet and meet your fans, there was a line as you were interacting with your fans..some gave you gifts, some tried to ask for your number or any private socials so they can be your friend, one even tried to give you money as a gift.

As the line was finally slowly growing little by little..you were relieved as you breath in as the last person was now walking to your table were you were sat.

You gave a wide smile as you went to your professional self once again.

*____________________________________*

You smiled at this very last fan, you have them a wide smile as you looked at them, they were then sat down face to face to you..

You raised your eyebrows slightly as you recognize them.. you greeted them with your usual greeting for every greet and meet before you then spoke.

"Wait..Yani? Is that you"

You spoke up as your smile turned more genuine, your eyes slightly light up as you looked at yani.

Yanna was surprised that you remembered yet absolute ecstatic.

Omg she remembered me? Oh my sweetheart really is so sweet to remember me, I just want to hold her hand and say all the things I feel for her, oh how she always keep me up in night as I can't stop thinking of her and only her. Oh gosh I to hold it in, I don't want to scare her!

She smiled widely at you as she then grab your hands and held it slightly tight.

"Omg, you remember me? It's really nice to see you again, I just wanted to see you again. Your performance is always a masterpiece."

Yani squeezed your hands slightly with both of her hands as she spoke happily, you were slightly taken back but nonetheless happy too, your guess was right..she knew who you were from the start, you laughed slightly as you then talk and talk with her for so long, it was even longer than your service was supposed to be..you were then stopped by your staff after 2 hours of talking to each other, 'Yani' seemed a bit disappointed as she glared at your staff who called you guys since the greet and meet was already done and 'yani' is supposed to leave already.

This is really pushing my buttons..I thought I could have spoke to her more longer, I really wanted to hear her voice more, she has such a lovely voice, it always calms me whenever she speaks.. I better make sure to teach who that is again..ah. ron, a lesson later.

Yanna thought to herself as you pouted slightly, yani eyes immediately looked at your expression..oh how cute you look whenever you're upset, your lips just looked so soft and sweet, I just want to kiss to pretty lips of hers..as Yanna was brought back to reality when you called her name..well fake name, she immediately went back to smiling.

"I still want to speak to you..this is unfair, ron!"

you pouted at your staff, he only chuckled a bit as you talked to him a bit..

Which made Yanna look at your staff and you for a moment..you were smiling and speaking so comfortably with him? You shouldn't be smiling to others.. you're too pretty for them to see. She kept a smiling expression as she watched you and your staff speak in front of her, as you're trying to tell your staff that you want to talk more to her. Oh how that made her heart beat faster! Ah.. She's so adorable, it really so hard to stop myself from being so attached to her, she's just as beautiful as she is..her whole being is absolute pure. But that bastard.. what's his name again..? Ah, Ron.. l'll make sure to talk to my manager later about him.

Yanna was brought back from her thoughts as you waved your hand slightly, and smiled widely.

"Yani, yani to earth? Earth to Yani? Ahahaha!"

your laugh was like a symphony to her, a beautiful song, it was music to her ears..your voice is so calming to hear. She couldn't help but smile so fondly at you, she really wanted to get you more, she wanted you to be with her, she wanted you to be close to her. She wanted you-

"Ah, I'm here, I'm here! Ahaha, yes? I apologize I zoned out again."

"You always zone out so much, maybe you haven't been sleeping well?"

you spoke in a worried tone as you were concerned for yani, she was one of the people who were kind to you because of you, and not because of your identity and fame.

Yanna felt her cheeks blushed more, as her eyes softened..oh how thankful she was that she was wearing a mask. You're just so precious.

"You're too nice, [Idol/name]..I just thought of something, but you were saying something? Please go on."

Yanna smiled at you, as she was slightly narrowing her eyes at Your staff, ron..which Ron raised his eyebrows at her..he thought 'Yani' looked familiar..

As you then giggled before speaking.

"I was saying, maybe we can exchange socials? I can give you my Instagram, we can talk more there!"

You spoke happily, as you thought of how fun it would be to talk more to Yani, you're quite fond of her too..

This made yanna stare at you for a moment, as if she was trying to process what you said was real and she wasn't hearing things..oh how ecstatic she was, her smile widened more as the blush on her face turned deep red, she grew a bit more nervous…omg, omg omg omg. She's asking for my social?? And she wants to talk more to me? Ahhh..I can just die from happiness, she acknowledged me as a friend. She cares for me, oh how you're so precious and innocent y/n.. you're making me want you more, I think I wouldn't be able to control myself if you're so..

"O-of course!! I would love to, please!"

[brothebro]

Guys guys guys I finally finished my vampire comic, right on time for Halloween month to boot!

It’s a comedy about a student who’s a vampire and has been attending uni for a …. While and a young woman he tried to flirt with during a carnival party ( halloween for us that don’t have halloween)

There’s no romance, i gotta warn ye, between the mcs aside from the meet ugly. Just silly banter.

I posted it on my gumroad!

For the low low price of 2$

[paisholotus]

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐡𝐥𝐲 𝐂𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐔𝐩

The Spirit World

Narrative

Encircled by various Spirit creatures, Yusha, Cara, Ahri, Yanna, and Maya sat on the grass and ate pastries and various types of food. "So, how is everyone doing?" Maya put a puff in her mouth and asked.

 

The other protectors gave her a nod and updated her on their well-being. "Yanna, you've made up with Sokka and Katara again. and got to know Aang. What are your thoughts about that?" Yusha asked, leaning on her sister. Yanna grinned broadly at Yusha, her cheeks swollen with food.

 

"It was wonderful and relieving. I really missed them, and it felt nice to know that they weren't angry towards me." They grinned at her as she spoke.

 

Yanna has expressed her fears about Katara and Sokka hating her for "disappearing" but when they finally got to hug each other, her worries went away. 

 

"As for Aang, it was nice to meet him. But I have some concerns. Do we really think he's ready?" She asked them, frowning. 

 

They nodded, agreeing with her concerns. 

 

"I'm really nervous about him returning. Of course, it's a good thing he's here, because everyone knows the Avatar brings people hope. He still has a long way to go, given that he's just a child. And I've heard he hasn't even mastered his avatar state. Which is a huge concern." Ahri said, massaging Yusha's scalp as her head lay in her lap.

 

"The element he will struggle with the most is Earth. But I'll have a friend that will give him a gentle nudge in the right direction." Cara said, trying not to laugh.

 

They all laughed along with her. "Yeah, because Toph is anything but gentle." Yusha said, teasingly.

 

"No, but really. Aang may have a long way to go, but I have faith in him. He'll be more mature and stronger than all of us. He'll bring peace." Maya said, smiling confidently. 

 

Everyone nodded, except Ahri, as Maya gave them courage. 

 

Ahri looked at them with the same blank expression. "Let's all just hope he can master all elements before summer's end." She said seriously. 

[mygaynesshasnolimits]

https://www.instagram.com/p/C_lLxaWOySt/?igsh=MWdhamRwd2w1MnV3bQ==

don’t mind the roach in the background but at least some of the girls were at a meeting for student athletes I’m guessing yesterday (on yannas story)

roach 🤭😔 but yeah I did see this couldn't locate anyone in that group pic lol

[bobfloydsbabe]

WIP POLL GAME

I was tagged by the lovely @desert-fern–thank you, my love!

RULES: Make a 24-hour poll with the names of your wips, let it run, then write one sentence for every vote the winner got!

NO PRESSURE TAGS: @mothdruid, @withahappyrefrain, @wkndwlff, @blue-aconite, @sylviebell, @veetlegeuse, @joaquinwhorres, @yanna-banana, @laracrofted, @rhettabbotts, @seresinsweetie, @roosterforme, @ereardon, and @thedroneranger – if you've already done it or don't want to, pls ignore this.

[nvrcmplt]

2024 - Ship Tags for COPYandPASTE - Part 3

» | × | Tatzel&Axel || Rough Fucks In The Open. Carpet Burns On My Elbows - Bitemarks On Your Neck. ||, » | × | Tsuru&Nezumi || I Want To Spend The Rest Of My Sunsets With You ||, » | × | Tyler&Howl || Oh For Fuck’s Sake Here We Go Again Just Get In The Blanket Fort ||, » | × | Tyler&Liam || XxX ||, » | × | Tyler&Lucio || Pillow Suffocation and Accidental Demon Summoning ||, » | × | Tyler&Nyarlathotep || In The Shadowy Solitude My Longing For Them Grew So Frantic That I Could Rest No More ||, » | × | Tyler&Rider || Meeting You Feels Like Walking Into A Dream ||, » | × | Tyler&Sebastian || Spring Cleaning Intervention or DVA Gets Thrown Out ||, » | × | Tzvult&Lysandra || Even Within War Did The Storms Bless The Chaos ||, » | × | Uekawa&Mayuri || Sweet & Sour Brainstorm ||, » | × | Uemura&Louren || XxX ||, » | × | Václav&Aina || XxX ||, » | × | Václav&SuJin || We Will Be Monsters Alone In This World With Only Each Other ||, » | × | Velkan&Vukaxin || Fearless Children Who Love The Old Gods ||, » | × | Vincenzo&Hector || A Love That Is Not Easily Buried ||, » | × | Vincenzo&Susano'o || Sitting On A Rooftop At Two Am & Talking About Life ||, » | × | Vuir&Jirou || You Were Wrong For Trusting Me ||, » | × | Weissager&Apollo || Of Soothing Downtimes Shared In The Bliss Of Company ||, » | × | Weissager&Nanami || Spoken Words Like Moonlight ; You’re The Voice That I Like ||, » | × | Widow&Láeg || New Achievement Unlocked! Spider Queen's Blessing - You Are Now Comrades! ||, » | × | Wingates&Thierry || I’m Hearing Your Echo And Whispers Calling My Name ||, » | × | Xevulum&Bear || Please Stop Framing Me For Murder I Didn’t Do That One This Time ||, » | × | Xiv&Nezumi || Fearless Children Who Love The Dark ||, » | × | Yanna&Kaede || An Old Witch And A Crazy Dog Step Into A Bar ||, » | × | Yanna&Nanami || What Came First: Humans Or Despair? ||, » | × | Yasushi&Nina || XxX ||, » | × | Yomi&Doflamingo || Like Art He Is Beautiful But Like Art He Is Also Complex ||, » | × | Yomi&Mitsuhide || Beat Your Stress Into Me ||, » | × | Yomi&Sailor || XxX ||, » | × | Yuriy&Elliot || Hard To Keep Hands Off The Nude Model ||, » | × | Zabnki&Mùyáng || Your Smile Lifted The World Off Of Me ||, » | × | Zackery&Solana || I understand you more than anyone else in this world ||, » | × | Zackery&Zahir || You Look Cute When I’m Doing You ||, » | × | Zateros&Ozymandias || The Viper In His Shadow ||, » | × | Zayde&Nina || Cotton Candy Paw Prints All Over My Heart ||,

[helenvader]

I have this theory that, when Hari was drowning, Gaal could read his thoughts on his story with Yanna.

I've been listening to the official podcast (for episode 3) and this is what David Goyer says:

I think one of the things we were trying to explore this season, particularly in the relationship between Gaal and Hari, is - you meet your hero and you're thinking one thing. Then you spend time with them and then maybe you start to see that they're not perfect, you get annoyed with them, but you don't know much their interior life and their past history. And so then, as you learn their past history and their interior life and things become more clear about their behaviour, can you feel empathy for them? Can you feel sympathy for them? Does it change how you feel about this person now that you know about their past?

So. Maybe I am right.

And come on, is that question about empathy and sympathy even a real question? It would take a particularly cold and unfeeling person not to feel it, and Gaal is neither.

[mentalhells]

Sick Sick シックスティーン - Sick Sick Sixteen

Sick Sick, you there crying, yeah, you’re

Sick Sick sixteen

Sick Sick, nice to meet ya,* on nights listening to

Ding Dong drug music

Hack Hack, that’s real hip, you’re already a

Hack Hack harlequin

Until the point you Crack Crack, the world is

Crack Crack, so pitch black

Sick Sick　泣いてる　君は　そう

Sick Sick　シックスティーン

Sick Sick　夜露死苦　夜に聴く

Ding Dong　ドラッグ・ミュージックで

Hack Hack　ハクいね　君は　もう

Hack Hack　ハーレクイン

Crack Crack　するほど　世界は

Crack Crack　真っ暗くら

Sick Sick nai teru kimi wa sou sick sick shikkusutiin

Sick Sick yoroshiku yoru ni kiku

Ding Dong doraggu myujikku de

Hack Hack hakuiine kimi wa mou

Hack Hack haarekuin

Crack Crack suru hodo sekai wa

Crack Crack kurakku makkura kura

However, whoever to you sickly write “love”**

Even if you read it as “me”

Just being in love with love

That’s so not me

Jeez, I’m not a kid anymore

I’m not, not, not, not

ヤマイダレにコイと書いて

それを“あたし”と読んでも

恋に恋するだけ

あたしじゃない

もう　子供じゃない

ない・ない・ない・ない

Yamaidare ni koi to kaite

Sore o “atashi” to yonde mo

Koi ni koisuru dake

Atashi janai

Mou kodomo janai

Nai nai nai nai

Your face is so sick, I so get your heart tho,***

We’ll hold each other like we’re trading blows

To live is like, literally messed up

Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick

I’ll get you, not with the heater****, but with with my heart

Let’s not kill each other, but love each other

To live is like, seriously sick

Even sicker than dying

Sick Sick Sick sixteen

顔はヤバいよ　ハートをやんな

殴り合うように　抱きしめ合うよ

生きてくなんて　本気(ガチ)でヤバいよ

Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick

ハジキじゃないよ　ハートでやんな

殺し合うより　愛し合うんだ

生きてくなんて　本気(ガチ)でヤバいよ

死ぬよりヤバいよ

Sick Sick Sick　シックスティーン

Kao wa yabai yo haato o yanna

Naguri au you ni dakishime au yo

Ikiteiku nante gachi de yabai yo

Sick sick sick sick sick

Hajiki janai yo haato de yan na

Koroshiau yori aishiaunda

Ikiteiku nante gachi de yabai yo

Shinu yori yabai yo

Sick sick sick shikkusutiin

Thug Thug, talking all gangster, you wanna be called a

Killer Killer killer queen

Thug Thug, with your brass knuckles

Yo Yo, Throw the punch, you Hell’s Angel*****

Thug Thug　サグいって　言われたい

Killer Killer　キラークイーン

Thug Thug　メリケンサックして

Yo Yo　投げ　暴走天使(よばしり)

Thug Thug saguitte iwaretai

Killer Killer kiraakuiin

Thug Thug merikensakku shite

Yo Yo nage yoba shiri

However, whoever to you sickly write “dreams”**

Even if it’s a real thorn in your wrist

Only dreaming your dreams

Only pinky-promising

Even though I’m already all grown up

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

ヤマイダレにユメと書いて

それを手首に刺(い)れても

夢に夢　見るだけ

指切るだけ

もう大人なのに

はい・はい・はい・はい

Yamaidare ni yume to kaite sore o tekubi ni irete mo

Yume ni yume mirudake yubi kiru dake

Mou otonananoni

Hai hai hai hai

It’s super cringe to just wait, don’t get driven all the way back

Ride it out until the next hell

It’s seriously cringe to laugh at others

Go laugh at yourself, jerk

Go give yourself a smile (lol)

待つのダサいよ　後ろに乗んな

次の地獄まで　乗ってきなよ

誰か嘲笑(わら)うの　本気(ガチ)でダサいよ

てめえを嘲笑(わら)えよ

てめえで　微笑(わら)えよ(笑)

Matsu no dasai yo ushiro ni nonna

Tsugi no jigoku made nottekinayo

Dareka warau no gachi de dasai yo

Temee o warae yo

Temee de warae yo

Sick Sick, your sixth sense runs wild

You’re scared of the world, a hate, hate, hated child

Your world of sensitive sensibilities, the world’s not all that bad

Sicks teen is all, is all but idiocracy

In this world running rampant with no-name goods

You’re surely damaged goods, you lunatic

Break away from the Kimagure Sixth Road******

Unsellable sickness, Cut Cut, give it a buy!

Sick Sick　シックス・センス　蔓延る

憎・憎・憎まれっ子　世に憚る

繊細センス　世・渡る世間は

Sicks teen　ばっか　ばっか　莫迦ばっか

無印良品　蔓延るこの世で

キ印の君　きっと不良品

鬼魔愚零　シックス・ロード仏恥義れ

売れない病気 Cut Cut　買ってやれ

Sick sick shikkusu sensu habikoru

Niku niku nikumarekko yo ni habakaru

Sensai sensu yo wataruseken wa

Sicks teen bakka bakka baka bakka

Muinryouhin habikoru konoyo de

Kijirushi no kimi kitto furyouhin

Kimagure shikkusu roudo futsu hajigire

Urenai byouki Cut Cut katte yare

However, whoever to you sickly write “die”**

Rather than flying off the rooftop

Go fly with music

Go fly with a song

Give flying a try

Right, right, right, right?

That’s right, Sick Sick Sick Sick

ヤマイダレにシぬと書いて

屋上から飛ぶより

音楽で飛べよ

歌で飛べるよ

飛んでみなよ

ネ・ネ・ネ・ネ

そうネ Sick Sick Sick Sick

Yamaidare ni shinu to kaite

Okujou kara tobu yori

Ongaku de tobeyo

Uta de toberu yo

Tonde mi na yo

Ne ne ne ne

Sou ne sick sick sick sick

Your face is so sick, I so get your heart tho,***

We’ll hold each other like we’re trading blows

To live is like, literally messed up

Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick

Let’s not face off, you’re not my foe

And don’t you beat up yourself

To live until you die is

Seriously, like, literally

Even sicker than dying

Sick Sick Sick sixteen

顔はヤバいよ　ハートをやんな

殴り合うように　抱きしめ合うよ

生きてくなんて　本気(ガチ)でヤバいよ

Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick

タイマンはんな　てめえではんな

てめえ自身とタイマンはんな

死ぬまで生きるの

本気(ガチ)の本気(ガチ)さ

死ぬよりヤバいよ

Sick Sick Sick　シックスティーン

Kao wa yabai yo haato o yanna

Naguri au you ni dakishime au yo

Ikiteiku nante gachi de yabai yo

Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick

Taiman han'na temee de han'na

Temee jishin to taiman han'na

Shinu made ikiru no gachi no gachi sa

Shinu yori yabai yo

Sick sick sick shikkusutiin

So don’t cry, don’t cry, don’t cry, Sick Sick

So don’t cry, don’t cry, don’t cry, Sick Sick

Don’t cry

泣きなよ　泣きなよ　泣きなよ Sick Sick

泣きなよ　泣きなよ　泣きなよ Sick Sick

泣きなよ

Nakina yo nakina yo nakina yo sick sick

Nakina yo nakina yo nakina yo sick sick

Nakina yo

TRANSLATION NOTES

This song has a teen delinquent (or yankii) motif (see music video<3) and as such uses a lot of slang and puns associated both with historical delinquent groups and with current day teens. One thing popular with teen delinquent gangs in the past was puns using phonetic pronunciations of certain words, but with kanji characters that hold other meanings, so there’s a lot of those and references to that practice. There are also some instances where certain kanji are written, but provided with alternate readings.

*: This first instance is a pun on “yoroshiku/nice to meet you”, written with the characters meaning night, tears, death, and suffering, respectively. It was popular with members of Bosuzoku biker gangs.

**: These lines are written in katakana (only phonetically) so their meanings are more obtuse, but (I believe) they’re puns on yamaidare, a kanji radical (used to construct kanji characters) and yamai, dare, meaning “sickness” + “who/whoever” respectively

***: I think it’s so funny that the closest english equivalent to the either really really good or really really bad popular slang term yabai is… Sick. This song is too sick. Yanna is a little trickier but as I understand it, it’s something like “y’know?” or “right?”… I hope

****: Hajiki is slang for gun, so I tried to pick appropriate matching slang…

*****: Literally meaning “acting recklessly” plus “angel” tagged on the end cuz it’s cute, this is a reference to the earlier mentioned Bosuzoku biker gangs. We do a little appropriate localization as a treat

******: Pun on a manga featuring delinquent characters, but “kimagure” in the name, usually meaning fickle or selfish, is changed to be spelled with the characters for demon, devil, foolery, and voidness respectively

[ereardon]

Fic Rec Tag

Rules: Recommend us 3 of YOUR fics: 1 that is "most popular" and 2 that are "hidden gems!" Then tag some folks.

Thanks for the tag my love @seresinhangmanjake 🥰

Most Popular: You Again

Published: September 14, 2022 (my first fic ever!)

Word Count: 4K

Fandom: TGM

Ships/Pairings: Jake Seresin x Reader

Summary: It’s been five years since you last saw your childhood best friend and first love Jake Seresin. But fate, or coincidence, has you back in Jake’s life and he’s desperate not to lose you again. 

Hidden gem #1: A Place Like This

Published: December 8, 2022

Word Count: 1.5K

Fandom: Outer Range

Ships/Pairings: Rhett Abbott x OC

Summary: Rhett Abbott has never met a girl like you. You’re a corporate city girl in Wabang on borrowed company time — he thinks there’s no way you would waste it on him. So when you fall for the local bull rider, you’re both a little surprised. What will it take to get Rhett to realize he can give you everything you’re looking for? And will Rhett be able to reconcile the fact that your job is literally to dismantle Wabang and break apart the only place his family has ever known?

Hidden gem #2: He'd Let Her Go

Published: November 13, 2022

Word Count: 1.4K

Fandom: TGM

Ships/Pairings: Jake Seresin x Reader

Summary: Jake meets the love of his life in college, but after years together he realizes the best thing he can do if he really loves her is to let her go.

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no pressure tags: @blue-aconite @yanna-banana (soz if you've already been tagged or done this I am lazy and don't want to check lol)

[boundlss]

hc + 🌇, hc + 🎡, hc + ⏳ for Yanna!

hc + 🌇 for a headcanon about morning- or evening rituals

actually this is something i had put some thought into even before this question was asked in case anyone in the campaign ever decided to visit yanna at his home. which, um, he does HAVE a home of his own, it's just never came up for obvious reasons. i think most people actually tend to view yanna the way elementary and middle students view their teachers---that is to say, the perception is that he's just someone who IS places.

but i digress!

yanna has a fairly luxurious home and his rituals tend to reflect that. he doesn't have any particular nighttime rituals and is actually usually very early to bed, but he wakes up VERY early in the morning---around four, so before the sun is even out---and takes a pretty long bath every single morning. then he'll dedicate some time to praying, which he actually has a room dedicated to. despite his status as a high priest he does most of his personal worship in private, as i don't think he views his JOB as particularly important to him from a spiritual and religious perspective, but he does have that kind of attachment to the watcher itself.

until recently, he spent some time every morning meeting with tyrenelle, who is also a hellishly early riser, to discuss current events and political plans, which is to say tyrenelle discussed political plans and yanna recieved and agreed to them. then he'd enter the church as the sun was rising and prepare for whatever was arranged to happen that day.

at nighttime, usually all he does is his personal care routine, which is very important to him. sort of. it's less that he cares about looking good and more that he knows that his position is more advantageous to tyrenelle if he's always looking the part of the beautifully etherial high priest. after taking over tyrenelle's position as the acting governor he hasn't really had time to do this, which is actually a big worry of his, but he ALSO hasn't been making nearly as many public appearances...

hc + 🎡 for a hobby-themed headcanon

i don't want to go the boring route and say yanna doesn't really have any hobbies, but... um. well. yanna doesn't really particularly have any hobbies. at least not ones he does only for the sake of his own enjoymemt.

he's interested in calligraphy and actually has very good penmanship and generally high quality items, but that's more connected to his thing about appearances than just something that's personal for him. it would probably benefit him to have a hobby, but it's just not something he's considered due to reasons of time and also necessity, since a lot of his recent life has been an unhealthy devotion to tyrenelle and his plans.

it might even end up being a serious source of frustration and despair for yanna that he doesn't really have anything like that by which he can define himself outside of his work and his worship of the watcher.

hc + ⏳ for a time-themed headcanon

yanna has the same long life most elves do as a shadar-kai, but he's only recently begun to consider what that actually means for him. he, um... well, to put a long story short, he'd spent a lot of his life being generally apathetic due to a previous close connection with the shadowfell, which in my campaign is more adjacent to 'limbo' than anything. there's a not-insignificant "doorway" to it under a very culturally important location in ephelion, which is actually where yanna is from, but anyway i digress.

his personal connection with it had sapped away what it meant to 'live' for a long time, and so for him a lot of his earliest days were sort of spent in a stupor that made them pass faster than they might have for anyone without that connection. it wasn't until about two centuries ago, when he met and was subsequently severed from the shadowfell's hold over him by tyrenelle, that he begun to percieve the passage of time as ordinary creatures did. but that didn't actually register to him until he began to see the lifespans of beings he'd considered himself close to play out in their entirety while he didn't change at all.

i think he's a little scared of time in that way. it sometimes makes him wish he had never been freed from his apathy, because it does distress him a little to see time's passage clearly in the people around him.

headcanons. / accepting.

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Admiration

Yandere Female Idol X Idol reader (GN)

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Warning! Stalking, Delusional.

Yandere idol who is popular in the industry and even known internationally, Yanna was performing her songs as the crowd screamed and sang praises to her as they were desperate for their beloved idol to hear their undying loyalty and admiration, Yanna would only smile at them as she continued her performance..

As her performance finally ended she bowed her head and thanked her fans for all the support, she really was living the life, she had everything she wanted, money, fame, looks, and support from her fans.

Yandere idol who was strolling in the city of tokyo in a disguise, her manager was very easy going with her and would let her go out and let her do the things she wants freely, since fans would always side with her if there were any controversies.

She was wearing a black cap, and white mask, with a simple black hoodie that was baggy with gray sweatpants as she was walking around with glasses to not get recognized.

She was buying snacks and desserts left and right, as she was enjoying her stroll.

She was then bumped into someone which made her drop the food she was holding as she fell down, she yelped a bit as she was going to make sure whoever bumped into them will.. as she then looked up, ready to shout at whoever bumped in to her, she freeze for a moment as she saw..

It was her very favorite idol..[Y/N] you were a solo artist just like her, but before she even debut she already admired your singing and songs, you were long already in the industry before she even debuted, she was shocked to see her very idol smiling at her, as you seemed have an apologetic expression, lending your hand to help her get up. Your cap was taken off from you after you bumped into her as your glasses were slightly messed up, she recognized those very bright, beautiful eyes..

She stared at you, mesmerized and absolutely shocked to even see you, and even meet you in the flesh too?? You were an international idol just like her but her popularity was higher than yours, but she admired you so much that she had posters of you in her dorm, she even bought all your merch, and dyed her hair the same as yours once which made her manager almost have a heart attack.

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"Uh..hello? Are you all right?" You tried to call her as you were worried why she was staring at you with wide eyes, as you were lending your hand out, waiting for her to hold it.

she could only stare for a moment before her cheeks were slowly turning red before she looked away and quickly responded in a nervous tone.

"Ah! I..it's all right! I'm sorry I zoned out, ahaha.." she then grabbed your hand, your warm and soft hand..she was touching you! She was absolutely elevated, she is never going to wash her gloves now-

As she smiled at you nervously yet seemingly blushing? You chuckled a bit as you helped her up, her grip on your hand was tight?

"No, no! It's fine, seriously! I was just worried, are you hurt? I am so sorry for bumping into you, I was lost."

You smiled sheepishly as you told her, yanna was looking at you with such a warm and fond expression as if she knew you, you were a bit surprised but you didn't think too much about it.

Yanna could only smile widely and nod as she tried to assure you that she was not hurt at all. "You don't need to apologize at all, I should have looked my way, I am fine. Moreover.. you're lost? oh no, it must be difficult, especially how big Tokyo is."

Yanna spoke in a worried tone as she heard that you were lost? Oh no! It must felt so confusing trying to look around and especially the language barrier for you, fortunately yanna knew english, yanna was more than thankful that you bumped into her, oh grace lord she was going to be more religious now..as she then held your hand with both of her hands, squeezing your hands slightly as she had an worried expression, she didn't even have you a chance to respond as she quickly spoke with that very same smile.

"It must been overwhelming, I can help you! Where were you going? And, ah..my name is.."

Yanna tried to think of an alias name as she then smiled widely.

"My name is Yani, let me help you."

Yanna smiled at you ever so softly, as she then started to pull you closer and walk with you around the city..you were shocked at even how friendly this stranger was? She's even helping you! You felt a wave of relief and absolute comfort from her..but there was something familiar about you, especially when you saw her eyes, she seemed so familiar and her voice, it felt like that one popular idol from Korea, but you shrugged it off as 'yani' helped you.

You didn't even know how 'yani' knew where your manager was? Even bringing you to the exact location as if she already knew who you were..? Maybe it was just a coincidence of good luck, she really was so kind and nice to you. You thanked 'yani' as you bowed over and over again expressing your gratitude to her.

She was absolutely blushing, thank god she was wearing a mask, or else they would have suspected that she already recognize who you are, she said she only wanted to help as she smiled back at you.. yanna smile was still there as you bid her goodbye, she waved back as your van fading away from the distance..after you finally left. She stayed quiet all by herself before she started to blush and giggle to herself like a high-school girl who just saw her crush, as she was fan girling so much. It felt like an dream to talk, meet, and touch you in flesh! Idols rarely get the chance to even go to concerts of their fellow idols but such chance? God must be listening to her prayers. When she arrived back to the hotel she was staying she jumped to her bed as she was blushing and still replaying that moment with you earlier, after a while she remembered that you held her hands she immediately glanced at her gloves as she took it off and kissed so many times, her lipstick lightly staining her gloves but it didn't manner, you touched this, and she could still remember how your perfume smelled..you smelled so absolutely good and nice, vanilla scent perfume? Oh how she even loved you even more, she was turning more head over heels for you.

You thought about 'yani' at how nice and kind she was to help you, but you couldn't shake the feeling that she seemed to recognize who you were..but if she did she would have said so quickly when she saw your face, you decided to just smile at yourself as you thought you wouldn't meet her again, she was so nice too.

Oh how wrong you were.

You had a performance in Tokyo before the night when you got lost, you were performing your best hit songs as your fans were shouting and cheering for you so much, some even threw flowers at you and some even threw their phone, for you to put your number there and even take a selfie in it. It was still overwhelmingly good even though you experienced this so many times already.

Your performance finally ended, you bowed and thanked your fans for supporting you even here on stage.

After it you were then at the greet and meet your fans, there was a line as you were interacting with your fans..some gave you gifts, some tried to ask for your number or any private socials so they can be your friend, one even tried to give you money as a gift.

As the line was finally slowly growing little by little..you were relieved as you breath in as the last person was now walking to your table were you were sat.

You gave a wide smile as you went to your professional self once again.

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You smiled at this very last fan, you have them a wide smile as you looked at them, they were then sat down face to face to you..

You raised your eyebrows slightly as you recognize them.. you greeted them with your usual greeting for every greet and meet before you then spoke.

"Wait..Yani? Is that you"

You spoke up as your smile turned more genuine, your eyes slightly light up as you looked at "yani"

Yanna was surprised that you remembered yet absolute ecstatic.

Omg she remembered me? Oh my sweetheart really is so sweet to remember me, I just want to hold her hand and say all the things I feel for her, oh how she always keep me up in night as I can't stop thinking of her and only her. Oh gosh I to hold it in, I don't want to scare her!

She smiled widely at you as she then grab your hands and held it slightly tight.

"Omg, you remember me? It's really nice to see you again, I just wanted to see you again. Your performance is always a masterpiece."

Yani squeezed your hands slightly with both of her hands as she spoke happily, you were slightly taken back but nonetheless happy too, your guess was right..she knew who you were from the start, you laughed slightly as you then talk and talk with her for so long, it was even longer than your service was supposed to be..you were then stopped by your staff after 2 hours of talking to each other, 'Yani' seemed a bit disappointed as she glared at your staff who called you guys since the greet and meet was already done and 'yani' is supposed to leave already.

This is really pushing my buttons..I thought I could have spoke to her more longer, I really wanted to hear her voice more, she has such a lovely voice, it always calms me whenever she speaks.. I better make sure to teach that guy a lesson later.

Yanna thought to herself as you pouted slightly, yani eyes immediately looked at your expression..oh how cute you look whenever you're upset, your lips just looked so soft and sweet, I just want to kiss to pretty lips of hers..as Yanna was brought back to reality when you called her name..well fake name, she immediately went back to smiling.

"I still want to speak to you..this is unfair, ron!"

you pouted at your staff, he only chuckled a bit as you talked to him a bit..

Which made Yanna look at your staff and you for a moment..you were smiling and speaking so comfortably with him? You shouldn't be smiling to others.. you're too pretty for them to see. She kept a smiling expression as she watched you and your staff speak in front of her, as you're trying to tell your staff that you want to talk more to her. Oh how that made her heart beat faster! Ah.. She's so adorable, it really so hard to stop myself from being so attached to her, she's just as beautiful as she is..her whole being is absolute pure. But that bastard.. what's his name again..? Ah, Ron.. l'll make sure to talk to my manager later about him.

Yanna was brought back from her thoughts as you waved your hand slightly, and smiled widely.

"Yani, yani to earth? Earth to Yani? Ahahaha!"

your laugh was like a symphony to her, a beautiful song, it was music to her ears..your voice is so calming to hear. She couldn't help but smile so fondly at you, she really wanted to get you more, she wanted you to be with her, she wanted you to be close to her. She wanted you-

"Ah, I'm here, I'm here! Ahaha, yes? I apologize I zoned out again."

"You always zone out so much, maybe you haven't been sleeping well?"

you spoke in a worried tone as you were concerned for yani, she was one of the people who were kind to you because of you, and not because of your identity and fame.

Yanna felt her cheeks blushed more, as her eyes softened..oh how thankful she was that she was wearing a mask. You're just so precious.

"You're too nice, [Idol/name]..I just thought of something, but you were saying something? Please go on."

Yanna smiled at you, as she was slightly narrowing her eyes at Your staff, ron..which Ron raised his eyebrows at her..he thought 'Yani' looked familiar..

As you then giggled before speaking. "I was saying, maybe we can exchange socials? I can give you my Instagram, we can talk more there!"

You spoke happily, as you thought of how fun it would be to talk more to Yani, you're quite fond of her too..

This made yanna stare at you for a moment, as if she was trying to process what you said was real and she wasn't hearing things..oh how ecstatic she was, her smile widened more as the blush on her face turned deep red, she grew a bit more nervous…omg, omg omg omg. She's asking for my social?? And she wants to talk more to me? Ahhh..I can just die from happiness, she acknowledged me as a friend. She cares for me, oh how you're so precious and innocent y/n.. you're making me want you more, I think I wouldn't be able to control myself if you're so...

"O-of course!! I would love to, please!"