#mom tried many many times to throw them away hahaha

[lullybaju]

revisiting and queueing up my precious

[celestie0]

Hey!! Do you have any ihm headcanons for gojo and y/n?

I honestly love them both so much especially reader. Your writing is amazing

suuure!! i mean they're not like officially in a relationship yet so these will just be kinda random facts about them i supposeee, some separate and some together :0 but i hope they're still interesting haha <33

in holy matriphony headcanons

ᰔ note. for anyone new here, these headcanons are based off of my gojo x reader long fic series called "in holy matriphony"!! header art by @/3-aem

ihm!gojo woodworks in his free time. he’s building a coffee table right now. he passed out in his workshop last weekend because he accidentally inhaled too many wood stain fumes

ihm!gojo already has a college fund set up for his future kids (he started it when he was 26 lmfao)

ihm!gojo on that note is veeery financially responsible (unlike ihm reader hahaha)

ihm!reader only chose nursing for her post undergrad plans because she dressed up as a nurse once for halloween and it drove choso crazy and that’s basically what she ended up rolling with for the rest of her professional career 👍🏼 (a questionable yet relatable decision)

ihm!gojo’s ex-wife, who shall still remain mostly a mystery, is actually someone he’s known since he was four years old (childhood friends to lovers type beat)

ihm!gojo’s favorite weekend pass times are hanging out with juno, taking his boat out to the lake, and watching SNL

ihm!reader secretly really wants to go for a ride on the lake on ihm!gojo’s boat but she’s spent so much time yelling at him for parking it halfway across her driveway curb that she feels like asking would be damage to her ego

ihm!gojo & ihm!reader were actually veeeeeery civil with one another when they first met, like very sweet neighbors, but then obviously things became sour down the line haha

ihm!gojo eats a generally pretty clean diet other than the occasional takeout on a friday. he PIGS out when he’s sold a house though. also, he’s a massive slut for home baked goods especially if they were made just for him. one time juno brought him a plate of (very burnt) chocolate chip cookies and he damn near cried (it’s the thought that counts)

ihm!gojo became a real estate agent fresh out of college but his actual major in college was entirely unrelated to marketing, sales, or business (shall be revealed later) 

ihm!reader was voted prom queen not once but twice when she was in high school and she believes that’s when she peaked in life

ihm!gojo gets sent on business trips to foreign countries pretty often by his brokerage firm to assess new housing markets and he always tries to bring back souvenirs for everyone in the neighborhood (except reader because he once brought her a stuffed animal from the airport in taiwan but he saw her throw it away in her garbage bin on trash day :( …she’s so mean sometimes)

whenever ihm!gojo & ihm!reader have arguments over things, they always vent about it to their neighbors in passing, and reader gets so pissed off when neighbors take gojo’s side because she’s literally lived there her whole life and yet they have the audacity to advocate for HIM

ihm!reader holds a lot of resentment towards her father because he was a heavy smoker for the entirety of his marriage to her mom, and so she suspects the reason her mother has cancer in the first place is because of the secondhand smoke 

ihm!gojo is obsessed with avocados. he eats avocado toast everyday. and he makes a meaaaaannn bowl of guac. he only has one avocado tree in his backyard right now but he would like to have a whole farm of them someday

ihm!gojo is really social, he loooves to talk to people and get to know them and ask them for their whole life story even if he just met them like two minutes ago lol, but his actual close knit  group of friends is only like 3-4ish guys

ihm!gojo gets frequently invited to his clients’ dinner parties, christmas parties, thanksgiving meals, kids birthday parties etc lmfaooo but he often has to politely decline

ihm!reader’s doctor is very concerned for her symptoms of insomnia (due to her abnormal sleeping schedule from nights shifts) because she already has risk factors for alzheimer's from her mother and insomnia only increases that risk

ihm!reader’s favorite store ever is costco. she wants her ashes to be spread across a costco parking lot

a/n. hope u enjoyed :0 much love!!

[mr-nauseam]

so let's suppose the Plinth are mexican for this concept. Everything started because I told @julietasgf that Sejanus could have a trauma with the piñatas hahaha, the thing is that, to break the piñata when there are several people and measure the time of each one so that everyone can pass, a song is sung, the lyrics vary from region to region but the version I know says: "Dale dale dale, no pierdas el tino, porque si lo pierdes, pierdes el camino..." (I only put a part). That song will be sung slower or faster according to the progress of breaking the piñata.

when your time is up, sometimes people might sing an extra verse that would say something like: "ese niño es muy listo / tonto, se parece a su mamá / papá (that kid is very smart/ dumb, they are like their mom/ dad). which part they sing to you depends if you managed to hit the piñata in the given time, and loo. I think that Sejanus could hit the piñata, I don't know if he could break it but he could hit it well if he didn't get so nervous with the song, because the people ALWAYS USE THE SONG TO ROAST STRABO' ASS. so poor baby Sejanus (very young, I think he is 8 years old) is there without hitting the piñata because he is nervous, and the guests are singing at chorus “THAT BOY IS SO DUMB, HE IS JUST LIKE HIS DAD!!!”, and Strabo, ALWAYS, ALWAYS GETS ANGRY WITH SEJANUS, because he doesn't hit the piñata and then the guests sang that he is dumb like his dad! (Even if Sejanus hit the piñata, they would sing that he is smart like his mom, because the goal is to annoy Strabo LMAO. And I think when Sejanus grows up and has more confidence he would hit the piñata sometimes so they say he is smart like his Ma <3 The piñata in this case is for Sejanus' birthday, and yes they are in Two, and they have guests, many of them are Vesta's family, and some neighbors (among them is bby Marcus!!!). Strabo who is a bad man, always does the same trick, so, the piñata is not static hanging from a rope, there is someone who moves it! to make it more fun and difficult, so the piñata lasts longer.

well, that son of a bitch always makes the kids can't hit the piñata, he puts it higher, he moves it too fast, he does everything so they can't break hit, and he does it because there always comes a point when the kids are tired and want candy NOW!!!! So Strabo always comes to the rescue (he planned it all!!!), and he'll tell someone else to move the piñata while he hit it <3

look people have tried everything to humiliate that man, but he always manages to hit the piñata and then you have the image of Strabo beating the shit out of the piñata with a wooden stick, everyone looks at him a little horrified as he takes out all the stress of the year in that little act, everyone but the kids of course, that the moment the piñata breaks and the candy FALLS down, they don't hesitate to jump for them!!!

now, Sejanus didn't go for the candy, as he is quite sad because of the undeserved scolding Strabo gave him for the song thing, his Ma tries to cheer him up but it doesn't work, he goes very sad to sit far away in a corner of the yard, while his father was breaking the piñata, a cone fell near him. little note: nowadays there are piñatas of all shapes!! it is an art in fact to be a piñata maker, but the most classic shape that I think the Plinth would use is a star, as you can see its tips are cones, once the piñata breaks, the cones usually separate easily from the structure and are left hollow.

Sejanus put his cone on his hea like it was hat so he looks like a sad clown, the scenario is depressing until MARCUS COMES TO THE RESCUE! I think Marcus being tall, would be one of the few kids who could actually hit it the infernal piñata that Strabo was moving, and sure he wanted candy but I think he was ready to be satisfied with grabbing whatever he liked, until he notices Sejanus with such a sad face, and it seems so unfair because it's his birthday!!!!!

so he takes advantage of his height again and throws himself into the fight where he hogs a lot of candy <3 and no kid dares to say anything to him because they knows it's a losing battle, if the tallest kid with lots of pockets, has taken a dozen of candies, there's nothing you can do about it, and Marcus once gets the candy goes with Sejanus.

the initial plan was to give him only a part of them but the moment when big sad brown eyes see him, is so over! Marcus is giving all his candy to Sejanus timidly to cheer him up, and look, I don't think Sejanus was going to run out of candy, his Ma probably saved some for him and was going to give them to him later but it's the gesture you know? it's the gesture of Marcus making all the effort to get him candy and give them to him! so he would smile!!!

Sejanus at first tries to refuse, say it wasn't necessary, that these are Marcus candies and he don't need them, blah blah but when it's clear Marcus isn't going to twist his arm Sejanus has no choice but to accept them and you can see how foolishly happy he is! then Sejanus thanks him so vehemently that Marcus blushes a little, and then he feels a little disappointed because Sejanus uses his cone to keep the candy, stopping using it as a hat, and oh boy! Sejanus look cute in his makeshift hat but it's okay because afterwards Sejanus is smiling and Sejanus looks cuter than ever when he smiles.

[gallus-rising]

So hey I’m here again with more Evil Eye thoughts

So imagine Jiji’s mom is late to work and rushing away and while rushing she gives who she thought was Jiji a kiss on the head and a quick I love you bye, you know just mom stuff but then pan back to EE just kinda stunned and just trying to comprehend wtf just happened lol

Do you think when Jiji eventually kicks the bucket EE with try to keep Jiji with him? I mean I think I’d take a few human life times for Evil Eye to fully move on to what happened to him so either EE gets passed on in Jiji’s family line like a cool great ghost uncle or EE is just going to keep Jiji’s spirit bound to him like forever

Finally I think I’d be a hit or miss with EE liking horror movies, like I’d either be too boring for him or he’d like them a lot but get so engrossed in them when a jumpscare happens he throws something at the tv and busts it

Evil Eye.exe has stopped working, parental affection not found. next time he's out when Jiji's mom is leaving for something he's like. "ok this is what will happen now??? i will receive kiss and i love you???????" but doesn't know how to communicate this so he just kinda stands in her way like

like a more threatening version of when Momo wanted Okarun to initiated their "see you later" wave

YES HAHAHA YES!!!! what will happen when Jiji dies is a GOLDMINE of angst!!!!! currently what i think is most likely to happen is the manga won't directly address it, but that by the end when we get a whole "and then after solving The Plot the characters go on to live (mostly) peaceful lives~" we'll have gotten an implication that EE will move on after Jiji dies. when EE got the "invitation" to steal his body Jiji said specifically that "we'll play more than a lifetime's worth!"

so you could interpret that as literally (we will play for longer than a single human life span) or more metaphorically (we do so much in one life that it'll feel like longer) which is typically what people mean when they describe someone as having gone "more than a lifetime's worth" of something. OR we could all be reading way to much into this and all that matters is Jiji technically fulfilled a Ghost Rule and gave EE permission to possess him. all that rambling said tho, thru the power of fanfic many things are possible hehehe >:D personally speaking if i were ever to write on the subject i think i'd lean towards him sticking around Jiji's bloodline for a while as a guardian spirit type (possibly the okamomo family as well. tho in this specific scenario that might be Turbo Granny's turf) because that'd hit the angst/fluff ratio sweet spot for me <3

horror movies are for sure the biggest hit or miss out of all the media the gangs tries introducing him to. any sort of monster horror? now he wants to fight the monster (like when Vamola's kaiju suit was rampaging) same with slashers. he does like them! just not for the intended reasons lol. psychological horror? boooooooooring. he does not watch horror to feel scared he is staring at the screen waiting for the blood-splosion to happen and then laughing cheering. his first few experiences with jumpscares tho, so this is all assuming they continue to show him horror movies after all the yelling and throwing popcorn 😔😔

[iholli]

hi! Congratulations on your interview homie!! Honestly, it's better not to have that response right away, cause it let's you think about it and reflect on it and it being such a good experience! 🌸(^^)🌸 I'm really glad it went well! I hope the job does go well for you and that you like it. You deserve something you are happy to do! Proud of you though. <3333

OOOH I need to see them, please send them my way ((if you want!!)). How pretty did you make Lord Superman, I am curious. 👁️👁️.

I have never see it tbh! I should probably watch it at some point, I have only ever seen clips of it. My childhood best friend's little brother tried to make me watch it and other things, when he was a kid, and I would just run, because if I blinked he would throw a lego at me. How he is all grown up now, still scares me to this day. But let me know how it is!! (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧

YES I saw your new pinned and it looks so nice. Very fancy and organized too. How did you do it? I really like it! 😭! Everytime I try to make a pinned post its just me being like "meep, hi meep meep." LMFAO. Meep.

Wait that is so cute, I am glad you found a cozy little corner where everyone is chilling and having a good time. YES finally having a squad to share a braincell with is like, the best feeling. KEEP THEM RAT-RAT!! YOU DESERVE KIND PEOPLE LIKE THIS IN YOUR LIFE, I AM SO HAPPY THAT YOU FOUND THEM. *yells for 200 years* 🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️

Thank you for the epic ramble and updates! Also I love in this GIF how your husband just comes in, does that, and stares at his work, like yeah I did that alright okay LMAO.

Also, Vanya and I are sending you some Чак-чак (Chak-chak), it's probably one of my fave desserts. It's basically a Slavic version of funnel cake?? My mom used to make it a lot but told me it I want some now wtf.

AWWW TY BESTIE 🥺💖💖

ur so right, I've usually come away from interviews feeling less interested in the job, even the apprenticeship I was trying for I realized maybe I wasn't as dedicated to it as I could've been. so this is all for the best. I'm not necessarily ✨ thrilled ✨ about this specific job but it's conveniently located, I'm fine with the hours, I know the people are generally nice, and it's something I can handle without giving up so much of myself. so I don't mind :]

hell yeah if / when I get around to it I'm gonna be soooo obnoxious hereeee. Twitter is for Fortnite, Tumblr is for DCAU >:3c here's the bitch himself, he's got that MAWS Superman in him so he's pretty pretty.

SAMEEEEE, I've seen a lot of funny memes but I've never actually sat down to watch it, I just got the itch for it today 😩👏 I will keep u posted 🫡

yaaaaaay ty ty !!! I pretty much just rewrite the same stuff every time so people know what to expect on my blog, but this time I added emojis, and the indent setting for fonts !! I just like coding tho hehe.

AWWW TY 🥺💖💖 honestly for how much life has continued kicking me around this year I've met so many good people to be around, and I know I wouldn't have had that opportunity without moving here, so I know there's purpose for me to be here !! and they're all so nice to me 😭😭😭 even though I'm really shy and scared to talk first and I worry I'm really awkward, everyone is still nice to me hahaha 💖💖

ISN'T IT COOLLLLLL. I watched that episode yesterday and I was like, wait, I need this gif now. cool people don't look at explosions 😎😎 hehehe. he doesn't get to show off often in the show but when he kicks ass, he kicks ass. 💚

OOOOOHHHHH THAT SOUNDS AMAZING,,,,, ty you two 🥺💖💖

[purplesurveys]

1863

Do you remember what colour the street sign was at the house you grew up in as a kid?     If I remember correctly, it was white on green. I could also absolutely be wrong, though.

Before this one, when was the last time you took a survey? Did you rate it, and if so, how many stars?     I took it the other night. I'd give it a solid 8.5/10, it allowed me to be more insightful than other less intense surveys would make me be.

How old are you?     26.

Have you ever done an escape room? What was your opinion?     I haven't done one because I know I will be atrocious and have no contribution at all to the teamwork. I've never been good at puzzle/problem-solving stuff.

Do you own any antiques? Where did you get them?     Nah, not my taste. I'd rather see them from a museum hahaha.

What board games do you like?     Not really a fan.

How did you celebrate last Christmas?     We mainly attended family gatherings although it was more than our usual since everybody decided to throw something, lol. We must have gone to like 5 different sides of family in total.

Do you still live in the same city or town you were born in?     No. We moved away from Manila when I was around 1 or 2, which I'm guessing is because the place is just not conducive for a child to grow up in. Super polluted and can be dangerous if you find yourself in the wrong crowd.

What's your favourite kind of pasta to make?     I've never made pasta, but my favorite type to eat is fettuccine.

What did you want to do as a job when you were a kid?     I wanted to be an author, then a news reporter/journalist. So definitely not far off from where I ended up in as I still do a lot of writing in my day-to-day. :)

What was the last item you had to return to where you bought it from?     I don't think I've ever returned an item.

Are you expecting any phone calls soon?     Nope.

Have you watched Succession? What do you think?     I haven't.

Do you watch The Golden Globes? Do you even care?     I used to watch it before but tbh I didn't care much for it as I looked forward to the Oscars a lot more. If anything, I pay attention to it these days mostly to see what everyone's wearing.

When was the last time you saw your best friend?     A little over a week ago.

What room of the house are you in right now? Do you spend most of your time in this room?     I'm in my room, and yes I do spend lots of time here.

What was your least favourite class in high school?   Chemistry. Didn't understand it in high school, didn't understand it in college.

Have you ever tried vegan bacon?     I probably have at least once...? Hard to remember exactly though.

Do you have a storage area separate from your main house, like in a basement or parking garage?     Nah. Our main storage area is under the stairs between the 1st and 2nd floors.

When was the last time you lit a candle? What scent was it?     Close to three years ago; I eventually shifted to reed diffusers. The last candle may have been vanilla.

Have you engaged in negative self-talk today?     I don't think so.

Do you have many plans for the next week or so?     Not much besides work. My dad is coming home next weekend though, so we might do our routine visit to his side of the family by then.

Are you close with your cousins?     I am quite close with the cousins on my mom's side, yes. With my dad's, I can only think of one that I take a liking to. The rest are either too shy and hard to relate with; have differing political opinions; have drastically different personalities and upbringings; or are too aloof.

Have you ever been to a kids birthday party as an adult?     I've been to a handful. Usually of a much younger cousin or family friend.

Do you use a slang word for cigarettes?     No, I just say cigarettes.

What was the last app you downloaded on your phone?     A marble game, hehe. Similar to Zuma.

Do you keep your apps organised or categorised in any way?     Yes, I have 4 main tiles – one for K-Pop; one for all my online shopping/food delivery apps; one for social media and work group chats; and the last is for the iPhone basics like camera, calendar, settings etc. I like keeping it to 4 because my wallpaper is BTS and I like to be able to see the full home screen whenever I'm on it haha.

What did you have for lunch yesterday?     I skipped lunch yesterday, but today is my cousin's birthday so we had quite the feast with Filipino-style spaghetti, fried chicken, takoyaki, cake, and halo-halo.

Have you ever had to block a friend on social media?     Nah. I've blocked people I'm not very close with; or if I've stopped being their friend and the fallout had been messy. I've never blocked a friend while still being their friend lol.

Where in the world would you like to travel to?     I've been hooked to Q's Greenland lately and she's been making me want to visit Greenland.

Did you play The Sims when you were a kid?     I played The Sims 2 everyday like it was my last day on Earth.

How often do you eat fast food?     At least once a week.

Do you own a pair of gumboots?     Nope.

Have you ever been to any supposed haunted locations? Did you experience anything weird?     Sure. Most recently we stayed at a hotel that, well, my co-workers got the spookies from. Some of them apparently felt some kind of presence but given my apathy towards the paranormal, I couldn't say the same.

Do you know anyone who's had gastric bypass surgery?     I don't think so. I could be wrong, but right now I can't think of anyone.

When was the last time you wore a striped top?     Yesterday.

Are you a paranoid person?     Usually.

Do big dogs scare you?     No.

What actors do you really dislike?     Tom Cruise is one obvious one that gives me the ick.

How long does it take you to fall asleep? I kind of cheat because what I like to do is to doomscroll to the point of exhaustion, so it usually takes me less than 5 minutes. If I didn't have that option, it could take me 30 minutes to an hour.

[apiag]

My Life Journey From Childhood to Adulthood

Hello everyone I am gian cristel apiag, 18 years old. The story of my Life I have a very fulfilling feeling about what I have been able to accomplish in my life so far. Before my family is so close to many kids, that's why I'm so friendly. I want our house full of kids, so that I have friends to play with. So everyday we played so many games like bahay-bahayan or family roleplaying games, and so we played we cook a rice into the can of milk and our viand is dried fish and we are happy for that. And one time my cousin is cooking a rice and my other cousin put a salt and nips on it, she told us when we put salt and nips we don't needed a viand. So when my older cousin taste it she is so angry because it taste like spoiled rice, and that was the only rice we bought because we don't have enough money, and if we get rice from our house our mother would get mad because they think that we're just playing the rice. And the other day we played again and their is a sofa that my mother throw it away because its broke, and we open the sofa and there is a lot of sacks, so we get it and make a house. When we are done making the house (we make a house with a second floor using a chairs and fly wood) so we played and we slept at the second floor, and when my cousin(boy) is coming with his friends he sat on the chair were we put the flywood to make a second floor, and then he pulled the chair so we fall and he just laughing with his friends and they sing the hala nahulog song, so I get mad. And so, I get a lot of rocks and throw it to them and they cried. So my mother get angry because why were so noisy, so she told me to get inside of our house and they crashed our play house. And many weeks had pass, we have a neighbor that has no TV so my mom let them get inside of our house to watch. And also we have a tree of a guava and the brother of our neighbor climb and get some guava and I ask him if can I have some because I dont know how to climb, and he told me no. And so what I do is I get his slippers and throw it away and shake the tree of the guava hahaha.

And when I get older we did not play a bahay-bahayan anymore, what we play is hide and seek. And we play it at night to make it interesting because it's so hard finding a person at night and also it so scared because it's so dark. And many days we played I getting fall in love with one of my friend, but sadly the one I crush on is have a crush to my cousin. So I did not play with them anymore. I only standby in our house and watch movies. Many years have past and I get older, zia(my cousin) always took us at the mall and eat Jollibee and also she bought us dresses or anything. And also there is a time when I was a kid we make fun of my cousins hair because it is bald, so she get mad and we just laughting and he chase us with a big rock on his hands so we ran and my cousins saw a jeep and they climb on the top of it and I'm the last one who climb and I get caught with my cousin climbing the jeep so he pulled my feet so I fall to the ground from the top of the jeep and my right hand got injured so I cried a lot .Sadly my mom and dad is in the market so my cousins call my dad,so my mom and dad rushed home because they told them that my arms got injured. And they make joked that my hand would cement and put tiles on it so I cried even more. But thankfully it is just a lame, so we went to Lola Carmen to massage my hand.

Time flies when I was in grade 7 I met a lot of people and they become my best friends, and we got a very nice and generous teacher, because every salary of our teacher she free us a snack. And we are very thankful that she is our grade 7 adviser. And when I turned grade 8 I met new people I had 5 best friends, with them I tried going to the beach and going to the mall without my parents. And I'm so happy that I tried those things and I always cherish those times and I won't forget those moments. But sadly there is a virus from china that stops our face to face class. And many people lost their job and especially my father. Thankfully we have a neighbor that sells a vegetables and he let my mom sells those so that my mom can provide our daily needs during covid. Though my COVID days is a bit fun because my relatives always in our house they always cook there and we will eat together, so that I gained a little bit of weight because there is a lot of food those times. And when face to face class are back I was already grade 11 and their where I met those 4 monkeys who makes me happy at school and enjoy my teenage years. Everytime we had achievements we eat at fastfoods nor we go to the beach. And I always thank them for completing and makes my teenage years memorable and unforgettable. Though my life isn't that interesting but the time to breathe before advancing further in my future, the difficult moments instead of discouraging me, these moments give me motivation and the necessary energy to move forward. The journey to childhood to adulthood is not something that happens in the blink of an eye but rather within time.

[softomi]

Overdue

prompt:  I know I’m running late – I’m sorry. Things haven’t worked out the way I planned. But believe me when I tell you I am on my way.

- A Postcard by Lang Leav

pairing: atsumu x reader (ft. osamu)

general taglist: @graykageyama

Being the older brother, even if by mere minutes, Atsumu always felt that he had to look out for his sibling. After all, his mother instilled into him that no matter what, he should always be there for Osamu and vice versa. On many occasions Atsumu took that to mean that he could take his stuff, as long as he returns it (which he never does), because after all, they’re brothers.

On other occasions, it meant that Atsumu had to learn to be the first to set his pride aside. He reasons its because he’s the older brother, but Osamu knows that Atsumu is just too clingy to stay mad at his brother for a long time.

But there were many times, many days, many fleeting moments where taking care of his younger twin made him think “I wish I didn’t have a brother.”. Yet, the moment something happens to Osamu, he’s quick to act as the third parent.

“Why are you so stupid!” Atsumu screams at his brother’s back, “You shouldn’t have climbed that stupid tree.”

Osamu turns on his heels, gritting his teeth, “Shut up! You did the same thing last week!”

“Yeah! Well!” Atsumu is balling his fist, their mother entering the room due to the commotion, “What if something happened to you? Huh? Mom would blame me for not watching you!” The young Atsumu begins to blubber, “What if something happened?”

Osamu learned at the young age of ten, just how much being the older brother put a toll on Atsumu. So on their eleventh birthday, Osamu decided to give Atsumu a birthday present.

“I’ll be the older brother this year!” The young boy declares, “So it’s my turn!” He points at his confused brother, “To take care of you as the older brother.” For something so seemingly simple, Atsumu was star struck with the idea.

And every year following, they took turns being the big brother.

They even drew up a contract, the big brother responsibilities contract. As the older brother, you must take care of the younger, you will take responsibility for the younger brother’s actions no matter how stupid, and above all else, the older has to sacrifice things for the younger brother. Signed by both Miya Atsumu and Miya Osamu.

When they were thirteen years old, Osamu took care of Atsumu when he caught the flu. When they were sixteen years old, Atsumu used the last of his money to buy pizza for his hungry brother. When the clock struck midnight, signaling their seventeenth birthday, Atsumu asked for the money back. During their twentieth year, Atsumu took a month off school and training to help Osamu set up his business.

“You don’t have to.” Osamu tried to reason with his brother.

Atsumu lifted a box from the back of the rented van, eyes staring up at the glow of the restaurant sign, “It’s what big brothers are for.”

Osamu stops Atsumu by the shoulder, “We’re not kids anymore, who cares about the big brother crap.”

“I do!” Atsumu scowls.

Osamu realized at the later age of twenty, that Atsumu clings to the title of older brother. As he watches his brother carry the box into his new restaurant, Osamu wondered if there would ever be a point where Atsumu would stop being there for him. But he also wondered, if there would ever be a moment where he could finally grant Atsumu release from the title.

At the age of twenty-three, you waltzed into Atsumu’s life.

Atsumu likes to say that it was a meet-cute. You like to say that it was the day he tried to take your head off. You interned for the Black Jackals as a sport psychologist. On your very first day, as you walked the sidelines towards the coach; you heard a mere shout. You ducked out of reflex, just barely missing the ball as it smacked against the ground behind you. Atsumu jogged with an apologetic expression and a compliment that your reflexes were killer.

Throughout your internship, you refused to go out with Atsumu. Even though the first time you bluntly rejected him, Atsumu says that you never truly said that he didn’t have a chance.

“You said.” Atsumu liked to push your buttons sometimes, “I remember.” He’s got a silly grin on him, “The first time I asked you out, you said ‘Sorry, I don’t date athletes I work for.’” Atsumu looks at the time on his phone, he takes your badge off you, “Your internship is officially over. You no longer work for the Black Jackals. One date, it’s all I ask.”

It truly wasn’t the romantic date. He was shamelessly taking you out to eat at his brother’s restaurant. You were no stranger to his twin but when you two sat in the booth, Osamu coming over to personally take your orders; Atsumu wasted little time in announcing, “Order anything you want, the most expensive item even. My big brother is paying.”

“I thought you were the older brother Atsumu?” You vaguely recall Atsumu mentioning Osamu as the younger twin.

Osamu rests a hand onto his brother’s shoulder, his grip causing Atsumu to yelp, “Yeah, we like to do this thing where every year we switch off being the older sibling. I just can’t wait! For our twenty-fourth birthday. I’ve been eyeing a new set a knives that’ll match the new dish machine I’m planning on getting next year.”

“Hey hey, we promised a limit!” Atsumu shouts.

That was the first date of many and loving Atsumu came easily. He kissed your fingers with eagerness, held you like you were the most important person in the world, and gave you all of his undivided attention. Atsumu followed you like a map leading to hidden treasure that was your lips.

You were perhaps everything he could have ever wanted, everything he ever wished for. For the first few months of the relationship, you wondered why previous girlfriends of his would ever let him go. He reasons that they all said he loved many things, but they were just simply not one of them.

Atsumu knew that when he loved something, he was always there. He attends every volleyball practice, he attends the family Sunday dinners, and he attends your college graduation.

But just like Atsumu had mentioned, he loved many things.

“Hey. Where are you?” You were shivering, hands wrapping around your arms.

“Shit.” Atsumu speaks, “I’m so sorry babe, I was helping Samu pack his things. He’s moving apartments and you know how he is, he does things last minute so I’m making sure he’s starting early.”

“Okay.” You breathe out, “But did it have to be today? This was really important to me.”

“It’s just a gathering. Samu really needed my help.” Atsumu clears his throat, “But if you want, I can head over there right now.”

“It’s fine.” You speak, “Just, next time, be here.”

“Of course!”

Osamu looks up at his brother, “Were you supposed to be somewhere else?”

Atsumu grabs some of the empty boxes, “Yeah, y/n was getting together with some of her friends. Something about introducing me to them I think.” Atsumu’s foot hits some of the book he’s stacked on the floor, “Dammit Samu, how many cookbooks do you need? You’re such a hoarder.”

“You should have gone.” Osamu watches him stack the books neatly into a box.

“Then no one would be here to help you.” Atsumu clicks his tongue, “Mom and dad are out of town, the guys are all busy, even your girlfriend isn’t over here helping; good pick there Samu.”

A book smacks Atsumu on the head, “You’re so stupid!” Osamu throws another book at him, “You ruin my life.”

Atsumu grins, sticking a tongue out to his brother, “You ruin my life too.”

If volleyball was his first priority, Osamu would be his first, first, priority and you concluded, you must fall behind both. That night was the first of many, and loving Atsumu became harder.

“Just go!” You threw your hands to your side.

Atsumu was hesitant, a jacket in his hand, “Look, I’ll make it up to you. I promise.” He takes a step to you. You turn your head away when he leans in for a kiss, instead, he presses a slow peck onto your cheek, “Samu just really needs me right now.”

“Yep.” You state bitterly.

“I’m sorry. Happy birthday.”

It’s the last thing he says before he runs out the door. Instead of eating the cake with you that night, he spends it taking a drunk Osamu home, patting his brother’s back as he vomits into the toilet bowl. Even though they were twenty-seven, Atsumu took responsibility to make sure his brother was okay.

“I think we should break up.”

Atsumu thought you were joking, “Hahaha, very funny babe. You have my full and undivided attention.”

“I’m serious.” Your expression didn’t falter.

The cheery sound of the restaurant didn’t match the way Atsumu’s world was crumbling. He was still in disbelief, “What?” He tried to put up a smile, “Stop joking.”

The brief tune of happy birthday is played in the background, the workers clapping along as they sing.

“Atsumu, I just feel like I didn’t know what I was getting into when I entered this relationship.” You were trying to keep him calm, you’ve known him for five years, you’ve loved him for five years; just as hard as he loved, it was hard to let go.

You gathered your things. Atsumu slammed a hand onto the table, “Stop!”

The restaurant quietens, a spotlight on you two as you sit back down, “Atsumu.”

His phone rings. You raise a brow, his brother’s contact showing up. Atsumu picks up the phone, “What?” Atsumu frowns, “Now?” He hangs up the phone, “I have to go.”

You rub the back of your neck, “Of course.”

You two walk out of the restaurant together but you leave alone.

“Samu?” Atsumu walks into his brother’s restaurant, “Everything good?”

“We’re getting married!” The two in front of him wave their hands in his face. It was almost taunting, “I proposed this morning.” Osamu can’t help but stare into his lover’s eyes, “I wanted you to know first before we tell mom on Sunday.” When Atsumu doesn’t answer, Osamu checks the way his brother’s fists are balled, lips in a scowl. Osamu knew the telltale signs, like they were ten years old again, Atsumu was about to break, “Tsumu.”

“Couldn’t this have waited!” Atsumu, quick to anger but quicker to tears, “Couldn’t you just have told me on the phone.”

“I thought you’d be excited to be the first one to know.”

Atsumu uses his hands to push away stray tears, “I have to go.”

At twenty-eight, Atsumu feels as though the weight of the world was on his back. The silence of the apartment was like a gunshot wound and you packing your things shot another bullet into him.

“Let’s talk.” He’s refusing to let you leave.

You set the suitcase onto the ground, “Atsumu.”

“Don’t call me that.” He wants to sound strong, because he has to be strong, “You never call me that.” But he can’t sound strong when it feels like he’s losing everything he’s ever wanted.

“Atsumu.”

The more you said his name, the more it hurt, “I can fix it, whatever is wrong, I can make it better. I can be there more, I’ll stop being late, I’ll clean the whole place for the rest of our lives.”

“Let me ask you something.” He’s hopeful at your words, “If we got married, if we had kids; would Osamu still be your priority?” Your words felt like a blow, “Because I’m okay right now, as your girlfriend, I am okay. I understand that he’s your brother and you absolutely love him to death. You run to him when he needs you and he runs to you. But when I look to our future, why do I still see you running to your brother.”

“We don’t need to worry about that.” He takes your hand into his, “We just have to worry about right now.”

“But even right now, it’s always later.” Palm rested onto his cheek, “I’m sorry Atsumu.”

He holds you by the wrist, “Give me one chance. One more time to prove to you. It’s all I ask.”

Maybe it was the way he was so sincere, just like the day you fell in love with him, “Okay.” His shoulders are lifted when you whisper, “Next month on the 20th, I leave for Tokyo. 4pm. Send me off.”

“That’s it?”

You nod, “That’s it.”

He marked it on his calendar, set reminders leading up to the day and for the days in between, he was there. He was at every lunch, always home early, wrapping you in his arms to remind you of the bliss. But the closer the day got, the more anxious you felt. The more you wondered if he would remember that the 20th was a Sunday.

“I’ll meet you out front.” He kissed your lips, “I promise I’ll be here to send you off.”

You kept your arms wrapped around his neck, “Okay. I’ll wait for you.”

Atsumu was on edge the entire day. He checked his phone constantly; it didn’t help that his phone went off every hour to remind him. Nothing, he was thinking nothing would ruin the day.

“What’s up Samu?”

“Hey, so did you want to take the same car to mom and dad’s?”

“What?”

“It’s Sunday.” Osamu spoke, checking the calendar just in case, “Yeah, it’s Sunday. So you wanna take the same car or what.”

Atsumu looked at the time, four hours until you were to leave, “I don’t think I can make it this Sunday Samu.”

“Why not?”

“There’s something important I need to do today.”

“Okay, but you know you’ll have to make it up to mom.” Osamu sighs, “Her precious boy missing will be like the end of the world to her.”

Atsumu laughs, “Yeah yeah yeah. I’ll see you guys next Sunday.”

At two hours left, Atsumu was prepared to arrive earlier. A bouquet of flowers in his passenger seat as he drove down the highway, ready to greet you, ready to keep you in his life. Then his phone rang.

“Samu, seriously, I’m not coming.”

“Atsumu.” This wasn’t the voice of his brother, it was his fiancée, “We won’t be able to make it to the dinner either, are you sure you can’t go?”

“It’s fine babe, it’s not that serious!” Osamu’s voice heard lowly in the background.

“Not that serious? You’re in a hospital bed.”

“I just bumped my head.” Osamu yells.

“You have a concussion!” She shrieks back at him. Her tone lowered when she turns back to the phone, “Atsumu, you still there? Samu said you had something important to do today and it’s totally understandable if you can’t go to the dinner; but maybe you could stop by the hospital; they want to keep him over night, I could go to the dinner and explain to your parents.”

An hour and thirty minutes until you leave.

Osamu’s fiancée ran out the door the moment he stepped in. Atsumu scowled at his brother, “What stupid thing did you do this time.”

Osamu is happily eating a jelly cup, “Climbed a tree.”

“Of course, what if something happened Samu?” Atsumu lightly pushed Osamu’s head, “You’re so stupid.”

“So,” Osamu tosses the empty cup into the trash, “What’s so important today that you are skipping dinner?”

Atsumu looks at the time, “Y/n is leaving for Tokyo, she’s got some work to do there for a few days.”

Osamu notices the way his brother looks pressed for time, “So romantic, you’re gonna send her off.”

“You’re not gonna die are you?” Atsumu’s leg is bouncing.

“No.”

“This is why I said you gotta be careful Samu.” Atsumu’s phone goes off, he stops the alarm.

“Look, if you need to leave then go.”

Atsumu crosses his arms, “I can’t always be there for you!” His voice was starting to get louder, “I can’t always be responsible for taking care of you!”

“Okay!” Osamu’s growled, “You didn’t have to come here!”

“If I didn’t then who else would be here!” Atsumu began to weep, his lips in a scowl, “I’m older. I’m the older brother, through and through, if I wasn’t there for you, who knows what would have happened.”

“You act like you’re ten years older than me!” Osamu barks, “You’re only 4 minutes older! Stop treating me like I’m a burden! You’re the older brother, so what!” Osamu falls back onto the bed.

Atsumu’s phone goes off again. An hour left.

Osamu looks at the anxiousness in his brother, “Just go.” Osamu waves a finger, “Whatever it is that’s going on between you two, it’s more important than me. Just go.”

Atsumu doesn’t waver, “But.”

“You wanna sacrifice for me, get out of here.” Osamu catches the way his brother’s lips twitch to a smile.

“I’ll bring you back food, whatever you want, just text me.”

Atsumu is running out the door. Forty-five minutes left when he enters his car. He curses when he hits a red light. Fingers finding your contact, your voicemail plays in his ear.

“I’m on my way!” He’s shouting, heart beating out of his chest, “Please, believe me, I’m on my way. I’ll be a little late.” He’s heavy breathing, “but I’m coming.”

Fifteen minutes left but he’s still twenty-five minutes away. You listened to his voicemail, waiting patiently on the sofa. You have to start getting ready to go. You wish the elevators would move slowly, maybe get jammed for a second. Even as the taxi pulls up, you linger outside of the car door.

“I’m sorry, could we just wait a few more minutes.” You say to the driver.

Five minutes passed.

“Do you still want to wait?” The driver asks.

A sigh leaves your, “No.” You were already behind schedule, “Let’s go.”

You stare at your phone screen, hoping for a message from him. The sudden jolt of the car makes your head collide with the passenger seat. Your hand rubbing the throbbing part of your head as you hear the driver yell about a lunatic.

“I’m here!” Atsumu ignores the driver, banging on your window, “See, I’m here.” He’s pulling the locked handle of your door, frustrated that it wouldn’t open.

When you unlock it, he swings it wide open. Out of breath, he’s pulling you by the back of your neck; the kiss making your head spin. Before you can even register it, the sunlight bounces off his fingers; a gold band sitting between his index finger and thumb.

“And I will always be here.”

“Oh my god.” Your jaw is dropping, “What are you doing.” He’s getting on his knee, your breath caught in your throat, “Don’t.”

“Will you marry me?”

Your palms are pressed together, your fingers pressed to your lips. There’s a long pause and you take his hands into yours, “No.” The way his smile falters makes your heart clench, “Not like this.”

“What do you mean? This is what you wanted right?” He holds the ring out to you.

You run a hand through your hair, “I only wanted you here and you did that. You’re here.” You take the ring, settling it against his palm, “That’s all I ever wanted, that’s all I asked.” You pull him by the cheeks, squishing his face with a smile on yours, “You proved to me that you can be here; I mean you’re late but we can work on that.” You peck his lips quickly, “We can talk about marriage another time, but I wasn’t asking you to propose to me. It’s a really cute but very extreme gesture.”

His eyes are brimming with tears, “I thought I’d lose you forever.” Atsumu was truly soft hearted.

Your phone goes off, the alarm breaking the air between you two, “Shoot.” Your hands fall from his cheeks, “I’m late. I don’t think I’ll make it to the train.”

“I’ll drive you.” Atsumu perks up, “Right here, right now.”

“You’re kidding.” You laugh but the thin smile on his face says otherwise, “You’re literally so busy. You have volleyball practice tomorrow, it’s Sunday you’re parents are expecting you for dinner, and what if something happens to Osamu while you’re gone.”

“Practice doesn’t start until nine in the morning, I can make it back if I don’t sleep; my parents aren’t expecting me today, and Samu is in the hospital with a concussion plus he has his future wife. He doesn’t need me anymore.” Atsumu rests a smirk on his lips, “Give me something harder.”

“Wait, Osamu is in the hospital?”

Atsumu blinks, “Yeah, that’s why I was late. Oh yeah, I borrowed this from Samu too.” The ring twirls on his finger.

“You were going to propose to me with your brother’s ring.”

“Hey!” Your gaze shoots behind your shoulder, the cab driver pressing his horn, “Am I taking you or not?”

Atsumu is apologizing to the driver, grabbing your bags from the back of the car, he still pays a hefty tip to the driver for the inconvenience. As the driver leaves, Atsumu lifts your bags with one hand, the other extending out to you.

“Shall we go on a road trip.”

You take his hand, lacing your fingers with his, “But first, we should stop by the hospital; you need to return the ring.”

“You’re right.” He nods, “It’s too ugly for you. You need something big, something grand. I’m thinking diamonds.”

You cackle while settling yourself into the passenger seat. Two hours into the drive, Atsumu peeks at your sleeping figure. His thumb rubbing against the back of your hand. He presses a kiss your fingers. He knew all too well that diamonds would never suit your taste. You were about simplicity, less was more, actions louder than words. How he was going to propose, what ever ring he was going to choose, it didn’t matter. All that mattered was you; that you were with him and that with one phone call, he’d be running to you.

[whitexwingedxdoves]

one stormy night  [request]

Pairing: Negan x Reader Prompts: “Sharing is caring, now give me your hoodie”, “You said be honest NOW STOP HITTING ME” & “Quit touching me, your feet are cold” Requested by anon (aka jdm trash) Warnings: non. [FLUFF] A/N: This was just so cute, I can’t cope hahaha. I hope you like it <3 Requests are open!

As you sat there on an old worn down mattress, you couldn’t help but feel lucky to have found shelter just before the storms started, It hadn’t been long since the outbreak and at first you didn’t think you’d make it through a day but along came Negan, he pulled you under his wing and promised you nothing bad would happen now he was there and nothing bad ever did happen to you now. It was no secret how close you both had become, hell you even shared the same bed in most places. Your group got bigger just before the storm which you didn’t mind so much, you thought the more the safer but it meant your time with Negan was cut short, so times like now, when it was just the two of you, you took full advantage.

The bedsheet was tangled with your legs as you leant against the cold stone wall, your hands held a small quantity of nuts that you had managed to find in one of the many rooms, the warehouse had to offer.  You popped one nut at a time into your mouth as you watched Negan lean over the edge of the bed, eating is own share of nuts. You had been sat in silence for while now and it was starting to bug you, you racked your brain trying to find something to break the silence and finally settled on throwing your nuts at the back of his head. It was only light and it seemed to grab his attention, only stopping when he laughed it off and turned towards you “Can I help you?” just the sight of his smirk sent butterflies swarming your stomach. “I’m cold, I want your hoodie!” you sent him a faux pout as you gestured to the fabric that sat on his back, he scrunched his face up at you, the smile never leaving his features before shaking his head “Hell no, then i’ll be cold!” you scoffed at the mans words as he tried to turn away from you “Sharing is caring, now give me your hoodie!” your bratty demands made Negan roll his eyes yet a small snigger passed his lips. He pulled the hoodie over his head and threw the crumpled up fabric at you before turning ever so slightly to get a better look at you.

You flashed him an excited smile before you pulled the hoodie on, wrapping your arms around yourself to feel how warm he managed to make it, refraining from sniffing the fabric to avoid embarrassment. You posed jokingly as the man laughed at you, changing up your positions so he could see every angle of the hoodie wrapped around you. “now- be honest, how’d I look?” you batted your eyelashes at the tall man, your hand delicately resting on your chin as you awaited his response.  Negan licked his bottom lip, he thought you looked incredible in his hoodie, he wasn’t entirely sure but he thought that maybe this was his favourite outfit you had ever worn. He quickly pulled himself away from his thoughts and shrugged at your question “Like your mom dressed you” it was the only thing he could think up on the spot, not wanting to give you the pleasure of knowing your true beauty right at this moment in time. Shocked by his words, you allowed your face to show your distaste for them and eventually you leant over the bed and send a few light slaps against his arm. Negan curled up slightly putting his arms up in a pathetic way to protect himself from your attack “YOU SAID BE HONEST, NOW STOP HITTING ME!”

You’re not sure how but at some point during the night, you found yourself stood behind him playing with the tuffs of his hair, running your fingers through it and lightly twisting the ends. You heard Negan huff while you ran your finger tips on his scalp, he always hated it when you’d play with his hair, he’d make stupid comments like ‘this aint a barber shop’ and ‘i’m gonna be bald by the time you’ve finished’  but tonight, his complaints started and ended with the small huff. After a couple of minutes, it seemed like Negan’s patience had come to an end as he swatted away your hands, a smile creased your lips as you pulled away from him, allowing yourself to flop back down on the bed. It was getting late and you figured you both could do with some rest.

As you got yourself tucked up in the covers, you felt the weight of the mattress shift as Negan laid down beside you. You had your backs facing each other as you fought for the duvet, Negan’s legs curled up and his feet rested on your calf, instantly you pulled away as the cold from his toes shocked your bare skin. “Quit touching me, your feet are cold!” the response you got made your eye’s widen, the sinister laugh that left Negan’s lips signalled a new torment. His feet kept hitting parts of your legs as you squirmed to be free of his frozen touch. You’d scold him and beg him to stop which only made him do it more, he turned to face you and in the midst of your squirming you had already found yourself turned around. You had to catch your breath for a moment when you came face to face with him, you thought that smile would be the death of you. His smile slowly died down as he looked into your eyes, mesmerised by the way the colour of your iris seemed to swirl around perfectly. He reached up his hand and softly pushed away a strand of hair that obstructed his view, curling it around your ear. You thought for sure he could feel how warm your cheeks had become as your eyes shyly darted around his face, soaking up every detail. “God, you’re beautiful”

[momowho34]

So that story about Dionysus being the son of Persephone is awful and gross for like 10 different reasons but can we stop and just appreciate how amazingly they would get along? Like dionysus has mysterious chthonic connections on his own and both of them show evidence of being preceded by really old and dangerous figures and they both have rebirth themes and agricultural themes and I just keep imagining

(This isn’t for a fandom it’s just straight up Greek mythology btw)

———————————————————————

Styx: Yeah idk, I just... found him here?

Dionysus, after wandering into the underworld and passing out next to the river Styx, wearing dramatic grape vines, drunk as fuck, tired, entirely oblivious to anything ever, should be totally harmless but still has the faintest aura of the maddened screams of the dying and the roar of lions drifting around him: hnngh???

Persephone, tearing up: *gasps* new bestie!!!!

Styx: ??????

———————————————————————

Persephone, during their weekly visits, painting his nails: *sighs* it’s just.... so exhausting to be raised from the dead every year, y’know? Really fucks with my beauty routine. I love seeing my mom but being brought back to life is just a little tedious. Dying is like so much easier.

Dionysus, feeding Cerberus ghost pork chops under the table with his other hand: oh sweetheart I know. I’ve died and been reborn three times, did you know that? Exhausting. Every. Single. Time.

Persephone: omg dish!!!!

———————————————————————

Persephone, on the way to the fields of Elysian with Dionysus: I just don’t understand why you had to kill him! He was so close to reuniting with his wife... er- whatever her name was, but they were really cute and you know how I am about love stories I just... I’m so upset!!!

Dionysus, carrying Orpheus’s soul over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes: look, he was ruining my vibe, okay? I really value my vibe! That’s just how it is. Besides, he lost his chance to find her in the living world when he turned around and saw her. Now he gets to reunite with his lover.... dicey-universe or whatever her name was.

Orpheus, weakly: Eurydice, my beloved that I lost, oh how her beauty was- ack!

Dionysus, frowning, wacking Orpheus over his shoulder: hush, you. We’re almost there. If you start waxing poetic or singing about tragic love again I will throw you into Asphodel so fast-

Persephone: oh don’t pretend that you didn’t come down here to save your wife a long time ago.

Dionysus, scoffing: okay, but that’s different! I am allowed to be here. Ariadne just came down for a little visit, she wasn’t planning to stay dead!

Persephone: .....I’m not entirely sure you understand how death works, dionysus.

———————————————————————

Hades, sighing: honey I don’t want to limit your friend circle, it’s just that it’s dangerous for someone to traverse between realms like this!

Persephone: I’m telling you though, he is a death god!

Hades: darling I’m finding it hard to believe that the god of wine and partying is-

Dionysus, turning the corner, with his horns and thrysus and slit pupil eyes and leopard skin and somehow giving off ancient old god eldritch abomination energy despite wearing sunglasses and drinking a smoothie: ‘Sup fuckers.

Hades, backing away: dear fucking Kronos yeah that’s a death god, that’s a really old death, that’s an old as Tarterus death god, holy fucking shit okay have fun sweetie he’s free to hang out down here whenever he wants I’m going to go throw up have fun you two bye no way I’m fucking with this shit not today-

———————————————————————

(tw: people talking about sex)

Persephone: okay but you can’t have had sex with that many nymphs! I know those girls! Boroe, Khonoris, Nikaia, Methe, Pallene-

Dionysus, sighing: Okay, okay, it wasn’t that many nymphs and humans! Just... look, let’s stop talking about my love life and talk about yours, hmm? Like did you have any other romantic escapades other then Mr. Scary Pants here?

Persephone: hmmm.... well there was this one really cute guy that I hung out with for a while, Adonis. He was pretty great, honestly.

Dionysus: ooh, Adonis... I remember him, he was really cute- shit, sorry, I had a fling with him too but this isn’t about me, go on.

Persephone, rolling her eyes: ugh, of course you did. Anyway, he’s no use to me dead, and he got killed by Ares.

Dionysus: oof, Ares. Fate worse then death. Why was he killed by Ares?

Persephone: because he slept with Aphrodite, Ares really hates it when people sleep with his girlfriend.

Dionysus, reminiscing: oooohhh, Aphrodite. Now she was definitely something, I remember this one time we- why are you looking at me like that?

Persephone:

Persephone: you.

Persephone: you never told me you slept with aPHRODITE- *assorted sounds of screaming and crashing*

———————————————————————

Demeter, exasperated, during the summer months: oh by the Titans, you can’t seriously be telling me that you’re friends with Bacchus of all people.

Persephone: but why! He’s an agriculture god, you two should get along! Plus he’s not dangerous- ok, he’s a little dangerous, but like, not to me!

Demeter, sighing: sweetheart I assure you, it’s not about if he’s dangerous-

Dionysus, popping through a window, looking at Demeter: heeeyyyyy! yo, it’s Bread Basket, my favorite bestie!!! I’m doing real good at this domesticated planting thing, I’m a born natural at it hahaha!!! I just wanted to let you know that I’ve been taking really good care of the vineyards you helped me plant, absolutely no fires or villager beheadings so far! I promise no more screw ups- *glances behind him* oh my gods you stupid fucking satyr’s, that is the ONE plot of land that you’re not supposed to- Sorry Demi, gotta go good luck with the.... whatever it is you do, bye!!!

Persephone, staring in awe as Dionysus runs back to the fields and desperately tries to corrall the satyr’s in his cult that are munching on grape vines as the maenads cheer and throw sticks in the background: wow. I’ve never... ive never seen this side of him before.

Demeter, putting her head in her hands: yet another reason why I wish I had your luck, Kore.

———————————————————————

Dionysus, standing next to persephone, watching Psyche skip away with a box of beauty cream tucked under her arm: ....You know she’s gonna open that box.

Persephone: yep.

Dionysus: and that it’s going to kill her?

Persephone: yep.

Dionysus: and that doesn’t bother you?

Persephone, sighing: look, have a little faith in Eros. He’s a resourceful little shit, he’ll figure something out, and watching Aphrodite realize she’s been bested by her own son will taste like poetry. I can’t wait to see it.

Dionysus, whistling: damn gurl you hold a grudge.

Persephone, narrowing her eyes: only against Aphrodite. Only against Aphrodite.

———————————————————————

Dionysus: anyway I was *Baby Melinoe grabs his arm and he freezes* oh my god what is that

Persephone, laughing: that’s just my daughter, Dionysus. I think she likes you.

Dionysus: fuck. Oh gods. um- uhhhhh- what I do with it, I don’t know- I don’t know what to do with it-

Melinoe: *laughs*

Dionysus, sweating: oh no. Why did it make that sound? Did I break it? Is it- is it broken??? What am I supposed to do with this??? Is it okay????

Persephone: gods this is so going in the fucking scrapbook.

Melinoe: *latches onto Dionysus’s arm as he continues to panic*

Dionysus: persephone is it okay? Is it broken? Persephone I’m not kidding your husband honestly freaks me the fuck out I don’t wanna break your kid oh my gods

Persephone: she usually doesn’t like people she doesn’t know-

Melinoe: *starts to climb on him*

Dionysus: oh fuck, no no no what is it doing, Persephone I’m not kidding what is it doing, what is it doing Persephone get it off me oh my gods I’m not joking perSEPHONE-

[bingbong21]

Life is What You Make It Pt.4

Prev.

@chicchanooliner BEHOLD, THE FINALE. Your support has been phenomenal and I love you. 

I am planning to do the Matenrou track because everyone flipped out, so keep your eyes peeled! As always, not super confident in the raps and if you see anything wrong please let me know. This will cover from 24:27pm to the end!

(Scene: Jiro Vs. Ichiro)

Jiro: I’m aimin’ to be an original Someone no one else can be! The style I’m aiming towards I’m planning for Will be better than before

When I saw the wall I had to scale My words were weak, and I failed

My mic is rough, ignorant, and young But its power is yet to come!

Ichiro: Here I go! Ha! So you’ve got your creativity But I’m also under a man’s responsibility

My way’s to run past the envy Don’t you still have my back?

Are you leaving Aiming for the top Of an undeveloped Team Discovery?

You’ve kicked the nest Now it’s time to hide My mic’s platinum!

Jiro: Here I go! Yo! Go ahead, try to lie back From now on I’ll be pulling out the stops Not giving up on all that I love Don’t be afraid! I’ve decided to be prepared!

A man’s pride Each person’s ride Judging the future before it unfolds!

I may be your younger brother But I’m the only man greater than you!

Ichiro: Eeeyaaggh…*panting* Hahaha…

Jiro: ?!

Ichiro: This is the best, Jiro. You’re not free of watching my back yet Too early for all those thoughts and ideas

The road you’re on is now bare It might get ridiculed so beware

The path is wide open But don’t throw away other’s feelings The road to progress means being humble Yeah it’s tough but be the guy that starts now!

Jiro: Gaaaahhh! Kh….Shit…

Ichiro: Jiro…You’re not done with this yet right? You…!

Jiro:…I’m not done yet!

(Scene shift: after the battle. Jiro falls to the ground)

Ichiro: That’s my win, huh?

Jiro: Ha…hehehe

Saburo: I’m ba-eh? I-Ichi-nii…What...what is…

Ichiro: Aah…Lotta stuff happened

Saburo: A lot of stuff?

Ichiro: Can you stand?

Jiro: Yeah.

Ichiro: Jiro.

Jiro: ?

Ichiro: I’ll go as many times as you like

Jiro: Haha…I’ll pass on that.

Saburo: I don’t understand what happened, but…it got settled. Th-That’s right, Ichi-nii!

Ichiro: What’s wrong?

Saburo: I just got back from meeting with Amayado Rei.

Jiro/Ichiro: ?!

Saburo: It seems like he’s participating in the Division Rap battle.

Jiro: Are you serious?!

Ichiro: What else did he say?

Saburo: I had to make a choice.

Jiro: A choice?

Ichiro: …

Saburo: I didn’t listen to him. Ichi-nii, did you do the same?

Ichiro: No, I didn’t choose.

Jiro: I have no idea what you’re talking about.

Ichiro: The truth of our old lady’s death

Jiro: ?!

Ichiro: The old man had appeared before me and made me listen. When I heard, I decided that I couldn’t love him anymore. I wanted to clear away the unknown’s about her with my own methods. To that end, I tried talking to him about it. But there were too many mysteries that I couldn’t satisfy. So for that…

Saburo: “If you don’t find the truth for yourself, then it’s worthless”, right?

Ichiro: Right. I started to look for the truth myself! You have to decide for yourself whether you want to know, or if you don’t want to know.

Jiro: Old man…Aniki…Seems like you’ve got various reasons. But since she’s my mom too, I wish I could’ve heard those words earlier than now.

Ichiro: Ah, is that right? I’m sorry

Jiro: Nah, it’s alright now. Besides, I’ve got my own goals now.

Saburo: Goals huh? I’ll grab the truth confidently with my own hand as well.

Ichiro: Jiro, Saburo. I’m…so proud, of you two.

Saburo: Ichi-nii.

Jiro: Aniki.

Saburo: Speaking of Jiro…”Aniki”?

Jiro: I-It’s nothing! Does it matter which I call him?

Saburo: Ooh, but if it’s nothing…heh. Aniki huh?

Jiro: Get over here you brat! You-

Saburo, laughing: Over here!

Jiro: It’s not bad to call him aniki!

Saburo laughing: So then call him aniki one more time!

Jiro: Shut up!!

Ichiro hugs them both: We’re definitely gonna win, huh?

Saburo/Jiro: Yeah!

[kdramachitchat]

Hometown Cha Cha Cha episode 4 recap:

Hometown Cha Cha Cha episode 4 starts with a radiant Hye-jin and Du-sik meeting each other over and over, different outfits worn by Hye-jin and Du-sik attending to different jobs. She is also wearing her sparkly found heels again.

One day, a new patient comes to visit Hye-jin and is overly polite with both the women. Later, Nam-sook invites Hye-jin to the storeowner’s meeting. She’s not interested in the meeting but she’s more interested in the chance of meeting Du-sik again. Though he wasn’t there at the moment but is surprised that he stopped by. She asked about his day off and if he’s the treasurer of this meeting. A bit confused as to why he is because he doesn’t even own a business. He’s a freelancer hired by Ms. Cho. Confused to think that this is a freelancer job. The committee eventually talked about personal things like divorce. Hye-jin defended her statement that divorce isn’t a terrible thing, it’s just a choice people do. Du-sik agrees to it. They were talking about Chief Chang and her personal life. She came in abrupt. Hanchul also announced that he has laryngitis. This isn’t her environment and Hye-jin leaves the table thinking to herself why she even bothered to attend then gets teased by Juri. They were talking about her favorite boygroup. Hye-jin mentioned that she treated one of the members and Juri didn’t believe it.

Du-sik is nowhere to be seen and Hanchul seem to be faking his coughs. She started to get bored and faked her drunkness. A new bar singer up to replace Hanchul and it’s none other than Du-sik. What to expect? This guy is an all-rounder. Du-sik started singing a melancholy love tune with his acoustic guitar. She pretends to be drunk and Du-sik carries her on his back. Her shoe fell off and Du-sik knows that she’s faking her drunkness.  Du-sik asked her why she’s faking her drunkness and tells him she just wants to go home. Du-sik teases her if she even has any friends because she hates being around people she’s uncomfortable with. She mentions the name of her friends and calls him a jerk. Du-sik just laughs and comments about her loved shoes.

Looks like someone else moved in because there’s lights next door. 

-

As Gam-ri comes over to get a checkup, that mystery guy comes over again. He looks creepy and got a weird vibe about him. Mi-seon observes him strangely and Gam-ri follows the vibe, even asks herself if she has seen him before.

-

Just then, Du-sik also comes over to deliver her coffee and Hye-jin is surprised by his sudden kindness and pays for her coffee with discount. That evening, she brings over the photo of her and a singer that Ju-ri likes. Ju-ri reacts crazily seeing the picture and is over the moon like a excited fangirl. Du-sik was even annoyed by how loud her voice was. Haha. Hye-jin entertains Ju-ri with her comments and questions. Du-sik brings them something to eat and asks about the boygroup member she likes who is June. Du-sik teases them that he’s not that handsome and they both disagreed at the same time. Du-sik comments that they both act alike and they both started fangirling.

-

As everyone haggles Du-sik to help them with something or the other, he refuses to help Ms. Cha and then goes off surfing. Complaints their negative aspects. Du-sik wasn’t having it and isn’t the mood for some help. A fanservice scene for the lady fans!

-

Later, the mysterious man once again is back and Mi-seon looks even more uncomfortable. She was already feeling down after the shift and Hye-jin notices it too. It’s no wonder, though, because the moment Hye-jin leaves, he looks at Mi-seon creepily. Eventually, Hye-jin sees it with her own 2 eyes – he’s a sexual predator who was groping and checking out Mi-seon. Hye-jin is furious and tries to throw him out of the clinic. However, he calls the police and tells them that he is being framed for sexual assault. Hye-jin is pissed off and defends Mi-seon. Even Mi-seon tells her to let him go but with Hye-jin’s personality she wont. Oh man this is going to end up badly.

-

Du-sik arrives after Hye-jin highkicks and slaps the man. Gam-ri likely ran off to tell him and he arrived before anything worst happen. Du-sik was out of breath and asked in worry if she’s ok. Du-sik and Hye-jin both fainted.

Hye-jin and Du-sik are put behind bars at the police station for assault but didnt stay too long. Hye-jin asked how he knew about the incident. Chief Hong has some connections with the police so they let him out bec he complained about his wetsuit and changed into something more tropical. Hahaha Du-sik’s police friend releases them. Hye-jin ask why the man hasn’t been released yet from the hospital and why he wasn’t arrested. She refused to be bailed because he hasn’t been arrested. I find this hilarious at the same time sad with how women are still being assaulted, also the way that the police and the law are handling such cases. Mi-seon stops by the police station and tells her how grateful she is to Hye-jin. Du-sik and his police friends are watching them like they’re in a kdrama. Hahaha.

Gam-ri stops by the police station and came to report a lost property. She found the phone on the floor on the dental clinic. This phone may belong to the man and the police friend remembered that the man lost his phone.

Anyway, he had apparently taken many problematic photos of Mi-seon and others. Du-sik beats him in the hospital and then the man is arrested. Euncheol meets Mi-seon and tells her to call the emergency hotline incase something happens, tells her to not go through it alone. Same goes to Hye-jin.

When Du-sik tells Hye-jin later about the man’s incarceration, she decides to repay him for his kindness. Du-sik has been kind to Hye-jin lately. She tries to leave wine and fruits in front of his home as a way of repayment but is caught by Du-sik. She decides to spend the evening with him only to drink the wine that is rare to find. 

-

Hye-jin is at his home self-touring herself and ended up seeing a picture of him and his geandfather. Du-sik tells her that he passed away when he was in middle school. She continued to ask about his family and Du-sik tells her that he has no one left. His parents died when he was 6 so he was left alone. That’s a sad family background. What happened to his parents really? Hye-jin is surprised to hear that information. Also while mentioning it he never looked up to her. Hye-jin even had to apologize that she asked.

As the two sit down to taste the wine, Du-sik is annoyed by Hye-jin’s annoying knowledge of wine. Hye-jin makes a fool of herself and he is amused. Hye-jin could be a wine-professor as another profession if her clinic didn’t push through! Hahaha. Du-sik is not into that kind of stuff but looks like he appreciates her company.

Ju-ri also sees Seonghyun and June at their bar doing 2 looks, though she thinks he’s a lookalike but it’s really him. Seonhyun and June seem to be close.

-

The two talk to each other, a little tipsy from finishing the entire bottle. In a rare vulnerable moment for Hye-jin, she talks about her mother and why she decided to move to Gongjin. It was her mom’s birthday when she moved back to Gongjin. We also get to learn that Du-sik is a true born Gongjin resident, he has lived in the seaside since birth. Death of a parent can be difficult to get by. She wanted to learn advice from her and buy things from her or even have a meal with her. Before she died, they were on a family trip to Gongjin. Du-sik started tearing up too. She complained why her face is hot and Du-sik touches her cheeks looking fondly at her. I really enjoyed this scene it’s one of their best moments so far.

Hometown Cha Cha Cha Ep 4 thoughts: We see more of Hye-jin’s vulnerability in this episode and we both get to know more about their family background. Du-sik and Hye-jin both seem to enjoy their company more especially after the last episode. Also kudos to Hye-jin for standing up for her friend and colleague against that molester. Both Hye-jin and Du-sik are heroes in their own way.

[ariadneamare]

a playlist for you | levihan

word count: 1.9k

warnings: 18+ audience only, angst

a/n: so i'm not really good at writing nsfw so this is all i can do for now (?) let me know what u think! < about the story i mean and not the nsfw HAHAHA ok anyway here it is

Day 1 // Honne

"You'll always be my day one," she whispered at his sleeping form. The two met nine months ago at a party Hanji's friend held for the fourth of July. It took her hours to decide if she wanted to go. Between the thesis that had to be done and the tempting bottles of vodka on the picture Petra sent, she came to a conclusion. 

In that very moment, that very temptation lead her to a good outcome. A grumpy midget. 

They both decided to just be friends with benefits. For Hanji's part she did not know as to how it worked. Do they just fuck and fist bump after? 

The sex was insanely good, but the thing that came after? Feelings. Feelings were what came after. 

Everything hit different with Levi. Something about the way he dragged the tip of his cock along her opening as he whispered, "I love the way you scream my name," made her carve the features of his face on her mind. Something about that very gesture the first night they met stuck with her. 

"Day zero when I was no one," she continued. Taking her index finger, she traced his brows and moved to his lips. "I'm nothing by myself, you and no one else." 

Falling for someone was the last thing she intended to do on her last year of university. She had dreams and goals to achieve, Hanji could not afford to fuck up. But, maybe this mistake might not be so bad. Maybe, it would even be the one thing that'll make her happy. Make her whole. Make her warm. 

"What are you mumbling?" 

"Oh, Levi!" As soon as she heard the voice, Hanji withdrew her hand to her chest. She looked at him with wide eyes, her voice small as she added, "I was just talking to myself." 

"C'mere," Levi's voice is husky as he pulls her in. His hands tighten around her waist and he hardens, her boobs pressed up against his chest. "Go to sleep." 

Hanji closes her eyes and tries to focus on falling asleep instead of the voice in her head. Last time she checked, fuck buddies don't cuddle in bed. 

Everytime // Ariana Grande 

"For the last time, Hanji!" Nifa shouts frustratedly, picking up her clothes on the floor and stuffing them in a duffel bag. "He's not good for you. He fucked a quarter of the med students! Goes partying almost every night, and ends up sucking someone's face by the time the party disperses." 

One drunken night, Hanji spilled everything to Petra and Nifa. From how she's falling for him, to the idea that she's willing to do anything for Levi. Absurd really, but it was love. At least that's what she thinks. 

"What about it? And he doesn't fuck strangers anymore. He told me so, it's all me now." Hanji tries to argue, taking the bag from her friend and zipping it up. "People are capable of changing, if you're not aware." 

"No! Listen to me, for once! Please, listen to me." 

"You listen to me!" She pulls at her hair, dragging her palm down her face and settling them by her hips. "Just this, allow me to have this." 

"I want to, but I can't, okay?" Nifa approaches her, placing both hands on each shoulder. "I can't let you when I know what he is like." 

"I know what he's like, and it's nothing compared to how you picture him." 

Nifa looks down for a second before dragging her eyes to meet Hanji's, "I can't do anything to tell you otherwise?" 

"No, I'm sorry." Hanji breathes, cupping her left cheek. "I can handle myself, okay?" 

"Okay." 

Thirty minutes later, Hanji sat on her bed alone. Staring up at the ceiling before saying, "they keep telling me to let go but I don't really let go." She closes her eyes, looking back at their moments together. 

Until now, everything remained blurry. No label, no assurance, no confession. Just a bunch of afternoons spent fucking in her dorm or his car. 

Hanji knew she deserved so much better than casually fucking and making out. But something about him made her stay. It sounded like something every person says before getting cheated on, yet she still did not budge. 

"Why, oh why does god keep bringing me back to you?" She whispers, slapping her cheeks repeatedly. 

Last Night // Lucy Spraggan 

"Last night I told you I lo—" Hanji tries to explain and apologize but he cuts her off. Raising a hand and standing up from his position on the bed. 

They booked a hotel room last night after going out. The two drank more than what they could handle. It took Levi 24 shots and 16 for Hanji before they got wasted. And wasted they were. 

Their arms were intertwined to keep balance, noise erupted from each other's mouths. Giggles from Hanji's part and grunts from the man. One thing lead to the next, the two had crazy drunk sex. Even though she was drunk, a part of her was still aware. 

Aware of how everything he did became even more attractive. The way he unbuttoned his dress shirt made her insides twist and turn. 

Last night, she even got to see a side of him he rarely showed. Most times when they had sex, Levi took control. But everything was different last night. He squirmed under her and moaned loudly, his eyes rolling back as his legs started to shake. 

After three rounds, the two sat in bed side by side. They stared at the city from the window. Enjoying the peace and cold the night brought. Hanji enjoyed counting the cars that passed, while Levi stared at her. 

It was impulsive, but she did not regret it as much as she expected. The three words came out of her mouth smoothly, and if he did not listen closely then he would not notice how it seemed so rehearsed. 

"Hanji, I am not the person for you." 

It hurt, but it was true. He only spoke of the truth, yet Hanji hated him. Levi could have lied, he could have told her he loved her too. But he didn't. And she should be grateful, she should be. Anger bubbled up inside her, anger for both of the people in the room. 

At him for being so… so him. For being everything yet nothing at the same. 

At her for allowing this, for not keeping her walls up. For being a fool. 

Thinking of You // Katy Perry

Levi tried. At best, he tried. 

For months, he noticed the way Hanji looked at him. He did not mean to assume, it was just too noticeable because it was how his mom looked at him.

Like he was too precious for the world. Like he was special. Like he was loved. 

He knew any time she would say those words, but he did not think it would be so soon. Levi has not prepared himself for anything. He did not know what to say or do. He's never experienced anything so pure ever since his mom. Most people regarded him in ways he knew how to handle. 

Either in respect or simply lust. With respect, he just had to reciprocate it. And lust, give them a dick and it was all good. 

But love, it was like calculus for an elementary student. Too complex and, in some cases, too much. 

And because he did not want to think about Hanji or the way she said I love you with her wide eyes, he went out to party. 

There he met Erwin. A buff man in a crisp suit. Not too many words were uttered, but moans were echoing in the bathroom of the bar. The guy was handsome and built as hell, who was Levi to reject a blessing? 

As he was being rammed, his hands on the sink for balance and mouth agape in pleasure, a certain person kept popping up on his mind. Even though Erwin kept pushing in so hard from the back that Levi's hands kept slipping off the sink, he could not help but think if Hanji slept with another person too. With that thought, it riled him up. He pushed his ass backwards to meet with Erwin's aggressive thrusts and in five more the two came in sync, muttering curses underneath their breaths. 

As they fixed themselves up, Erwin passed him a business card before leaving. He did not even check the words written before throwing it in the bin. The condom he threw seconds ago sat beside it and he cringed at that. 

"When I'm with him, I am thinking of you." He stared at his own reflection and scowled. What did he get himself into. 

Do I Wanna Know // Arctic Monkeys 

"Hey," he breathed, voice deep and slurred. Two empty bottles of gin stood on his coffee table. 

"What are you doing?" Hanji tried her best not to let her walls break. She knows when too much heartache is enough. 

"Crawling back to you," Levi chuckled before continuing. "Ever thought of calling when you've had a few? 'Cause I always do." 

"Levi, I can't do this right now." It has been about a month, and Hanji has learned. Nifa and Petra did not let her off easily despite crying for days. They lectured her for a week straight, but did not leave her side. They brought food, reminded her about assignments and even took her out on dinner dates. "I have to go." 

Build Me Up Buttercup // The Foundations 

"Levi, you cannot just build me up just to let me down." She pushed him away as he tried to hold on either side of her arm. Hanji was on her way to the cafeteria when Levi pulled her and dragged her to a secluded corner, asking if they could talk. 

"I'm sorry," he blurts out and it makes her pause, his forehead creases as he looks at her with pleading eyes. "Help me, I do not know how to do this." 

Hanji's eyes widen in horror, "what do you mean? Are you okay?" 

"This whole thing, this lo-love." 

It took every nerve inside of Hanji's body for her not to laugh at him. She found it weirdly cute. Sure, he broke her heart, but the man was clearly trying. 

"Is Levi 'I am not the person for you' Ackerman asking for my help?" She brought one hand under her chin, feigning brainstorming. 

"Oh, so you want to think hard? How about I give you something else that's hard?" He pulls her, his bulge meeting with her crotch. "But honestly though, what a simp you are." 

"So you want me to give you a hard time and reject you now? Make you wait for a year?" She smacks his chest. 

"No, I'm fine with waiting but I want you now." He kisses her cheek a couple of times before pressing his lips on hers. 

"Look at you, suddenly a softie," she teases as their noses meet. 

"Have I not always been one?" 

"Yeah, I kept wondering if fuck buddies usually cuddle after sex. Or give the other lunches that they made on their own. Or cleaning the dor—" 

"Okay, you made your point already, four eyes." Levi raises one hand to cup her cheeks, making her look at him in the eye. "I can't promise you something perfect from the books, but I am willing to give you everything that I am." 

"Such a sweet talker!" 

"Oh, whatever." 

[cevans16]

Choosing Between Two Loves Part 2 - Civil War~2 (The Fight)

Summary: You were a Goddess named Elara, who had powers similar to Thor and even stronger, you joined the Avengers back when Loki had tried to take over New York. You were great friends with most of them. Tony Stark was someone you were always in love with even though you knew you could never have him. However that all changes when you get to know a certain super soldier....

You were running after Bucky and Sam in the airport with the new kid Peter Parker above you to aid. You weren’t sure where Tony pulled this kid out from but he seemed like he was going to be that annoying little brother you would always love no matter what. You were on Bucky’s heel when you spotted a rope on the side, you quickly went to grab it and attempted to lasso in Bucky to stop him from running. You were able to get ahold of his right foot, you yanked the rope towards you, pulling Bucky towards your feet. His face was stunned at who was looking down at him, he thought you were the most gorgeous woman he had ever seen in his long life, yet he was trying to understand how someone like you was strong enough to take him down. “Sargent Barnes....now I can see why Steve would protect you” you smirked at him, “I’m sorry but you’re going to have to let him go” you heard Sam warn you, “Let me guess a super soldier and a regular soldier against a Goddess, I know the odds and they’re not in your favor Sam” you teased. What you didn’t expect was to get hit by a stun gun specialized for you, you felt paralyzed for a few minutes while you heard Peter attempt to take them down and failed. You couldn’t erase the memory of Bucky’s beautiful blue eyes from your mind.

You heard Nat say where Steve and Bucky were headed, you heard through Tony that the original doctor had been murdered and the man who had committed the murder had framed it on Bucky. You felt guilty that you had chased after an innocent man even though your gut had told you otherwise. You hitched a ride with Tony, although you had been in love with him for many years, you knew he belonged to Pepper. “SO when are you and Pepper going to get married Tony?” you asked, “Ehhh we are kind of on a break” he said, “What?! Okay what did YOU do now?” you exasperated, he gasped looking at you, almost denying it, “Well whatever it is FIX it..... You know we messed up against Barnes” you said changing the subject, “Yeah, I know, Sam told me what happened” he replied, “we’re here, suit up” he said. There was a blizzard outside so you threw on a coat to cover most of your uniform, you both walked into the chamber looking around for any sign of Barnes or Steve. You walked up to a metal door that was closed down, Tony was going to open it but you held your hand to hold him back, “I got this Stark” you bent down to grab the bottom of the heavy door pushing it up with some extra strength, you looked up to see Steve holding his shield in front of him and Bucky aiming a gun towards you, you had to admit, they looked adorable scared. “Elara?” Steve said shocked to see you. You turned back towards Tony, “Look what I found” you joked. You guys walked towards them, Tony explaining that you had learned the truth. “Steve....I’m so sorry about this” you said genuinely, you then turned to look directly at Bucky, “I’m sorry Sargent Barnes” you added, “Call me Bucky” he said. You looked to Tony waiting for him to apologize, when he didn’t you playfully smacked him on his shoulder, he scoffed and then finally faced the other two, “We messed up.....hey this means its a truce Manchurian candidate” he teased Bucky, “Hahaha Manchurian candidate good one Tony.... come on Bucky I’m unarmed so I’m practically useless” you giggled, “I beg to differ on that Elara” Bucky joked back hinting that he would lay his guard down.

You guys walked further into the building looking at the frozen super soldiers, you walked a bit ahead when you heard Bucky call you, “Yes?”, “Be careful” he advised, “I appreciate it but I can take care of myself” you assured him walking away from the group. You took a closer look at one of the super soldiers when you noticed a wound on their forehead, “They’re.....dead?” you said sadly. The guys walked up quicker to look at each one and confirm they had all been killed in their sleep. You heard a boom to your left and someone else appear through a window. You and Steve walked up to the man on the other side of the bunker. The man spoke about some nonsense on Steve not being perfect and about Sokovia....he was up to something. “You know hiding behind a bunker doesn’t make you brave” you said to him, he turned to look at you, “the righteous Goddess who’s always been fighting a war whether its with the world or in her own mind....I will tear the Avengers apart” he threatened, “Exactly how do you plan on doing that?” you asked, raising your eyebrow. 

You heard something click behind you like a video playing, “I know that road” you heard Tony say....”What’s this?” he asked the man. You walked towards him to face the screen, Bucky was on your right, Tony and Steve on your left. You looked slightly down to watch what was on the screen, in Russian lettering you could see the date, “December 16, 1991″ you said. You felt Bucky shift beside you, you looked at him to see fear in his eyes again, he looked at you ashamed, you didn’t know what was going on but your gut said something very bad was about to happen. You saw Howard Stark in the video, the crash, you looked at Tony, his eyes showed the same realization as yours, “Is it your...” you didn’t bother finishing as Tony nodded his head to confirm, it was his parents crash. You saw a motorcycle pull up next to the Stark’s vehicle, a man got off and walked towards Howard Stark, the face surprised you, it was the face of.... Bucky. You blinked a few more times trying to make sure you weren’t imagining it, you looked at Bucky again who was now almost shaking, he couldn’t even look at you in the eye this time. You could feel Tony looking back at Bucky and the video playing, hearing Tony’s mom say “Howard” over and over, in the video Bucky walked over to Maria’s side, choking her until you couldn’t hear anything, he then walked to look at the camera and shot at it. You stood looking at the blank screen feeling your breath shake, Tony next to you in disbelief, so many emotions running through his mind, stunned at what he saw, his parents killed and the person who had murdered them was right there in the building. Tony shifted towards Bucky but you stopped him with a hand on his chest, “Tony” Steve said, clearly a shake in his voice as well. “Did you know?” Tony asked him, “I didn’t know it was him” Steve replied, “Don’t BULLSHIT me Rogers, did YOU KNOW?”.....”Yes”. Your heart sank, you knew that one word changed everything. Tony took a step back and looked directly at you, “How about YOU, Elara, did YOU know?” he pleaded, “No Tony I didn’t” you replied. You had never seen Tony looked so hurt in his life, anger, betrayal, everything all at once. 

The air was thick between the four of you, you could hear the wind blowing outside. Suddenly you felt Tony grab you by your waist and throwing you away from Bucky, you looked up to see him charging towards Bucky, Steve behind him. You quickly took off your coat and ran towards the men, you knew what Bucky did wasn’t right but you couldn’t let Tony kill the man and you also had to make sure no one killed Tony. He blew a wall between you and Steve to buy time to catch up to Bucky, Steve plowed through it grabbing Tony’s foot and destroyed part of his flight system. You pushed Steve back, “Are you serious Elara!!” Steve yelled at you, “I won’t let you kill him” you said, “I can’t let him kill Buck” he fought with you pushing you back onto your butt. You chased after them seeing when they fell deeper into the bunker. 

You fought against Steve while Bucky and Tony went at it, somehow the four of you switched, Tony and Steve, you and Bucky, “Are you going to kill me Bucky” you yelled at him while he held your neck, “Are YOU going to kill me?” he returned the question, “No but this will hurt” you said landing a strong kick to his thigh causing him to kneel, you were about to run towards Steve when you felt Bucky’s hand grab your foot, throwing you onto the ground, pulling you to him, you gritted in anger, pushing him onto the floor, shoving his face on the concrete. You felt a sharp pain in your ribs, you looked down to see that he had stabbed you! “Oh this is how we’re playing” you said, taking out the knife from your ribs and throwing it on the other side. The pain hit you hard weakening you, allowing Bucky to take advantage, Tony saw Bucky was about to attack you again, he charged towards Bucky, knocking him out. Steve then took it as a chance to hit Tony on his back, throwing him onto the floor, Steve grabbed his shield and began banging it against Tony’s arc reactor. You could feel the tears in your eyes; tears of pain, anger, betrayal, and most of all sadness seeing you all being torn apart exactly like the man had said. You tried your best to gather your strength, pushing yourself up you ran towards Steve, “Stop it! You’re going to kill him!!” he tried to fight you back but you placed your forearm against his neck, “I am NOT going to ask again ROGERS!” you yelled furiously, Steve had never seen you so infuriated, he didn’t want to hurt you, he squeezed your arm to push you back, he walked away towards Bucky, “Don’t do this Rogers, you are giving that man exactly what he wanted!” you yelled at him, he didn’t listen, “Steve, I am.... begging you, don’t do this” you pleaded, tears running down your face, “He’s my friend” he replied looking at you sorrowfully, “So was I” you heard Tony say behind you. You looked at Steve pick up an injured Bucky, to be fair all four of you were injured, he then picked up his shield. “You don’t deserve that shield! My father made it!” Tony yelled furiously, you wiped away your tears and moved to help Tony, “You don’t deserve it!” Tony yelled, your back was facing Steve but you heard the metal shield clank loudly on the floor. This was it you said to yourself, you would never forgive Steve Rogers for this. 

You and Tony had returned to the compound, the place was eerily silent, you could feel the different energy around the place, the Avengers were scattered. You were helping Rhodey try to walk, he had taken a nasty fall at the airport causing him to be mostly paralyzed. Tony had gotten a package, he walked into his office, after a few minutes he called you in, “How are you doing?” he asked you. You had cuts and bruises around your face, a big gash on your lip, your body was healing quicker than Tony’s due to you being a Goddess, but you had a scar left from where Bucky had gotten you on your ribs. Mentally you were drained. “I’m hanging in there Tony” you faintly smiled at him, “You?”, “Ehhh could be worse....Rogers sent the package” he said showing you a phone and a letter, “Ohhhh the famous love letter” you teased, causing Tony to chuckle, “Don’t do that, my entire body hurts by laughing” he said, “And MINE doesn’t?”, “Oh come on you’re a strong....woman” he said, you were both silent for a few moments looking at each other, “I appreciate you having my back” Tony shared, “Any time Tony”, “He wrote you a ‘love’ letter too” he added, you rolled your eyes thinking he was kidding but he then handed you an enveloped with your name on it. You looked at Tony grabbing the letter from his hand, you opened it slightly but stopped yourself, “You know what, I don’t care. I will never accept his apology because no matter what his actions showed otherwise, I will never forget that” you said to him while ripping the letter into two pieces. Tony nodded, “Look Tony, you need to fix this with Pepper, I gotta go” you said, “Europe?” he asked, “Yes, I’ll be waiting for my invitation in the mail” you replied, you walked up to Tony giving him a kiss on his cheek, “If you need me, you know where I’ll be” you said and with that you walked out the door to find a new adventure. You didn’t think you would see Bucky or Steve ever again, or so you thought.

[cthomashoodstory]

Best Years but Not in the Same Way (25)

Calum Hood x Reader

Previous Part

Masterlist

-

Who Do You Love by The Chainsmokers and 5 Seconds of Summer out at February 7 and your new single I Like Me Better out today, February 26.

You were so excited to released this new single because of Calum. You made this song back before you dated him and now since you two are dating now, the song is more special to you. You and him were teasing each other on Twitter and also as promotional to our new singles.

Since we did that on Twitter, people been asking about the relationship we have now. Some people guessing right, some people especially his fans hated you if you were around him. Your fans supporting you whoever you’re with, but some of it still shipping you and Justin. And you didn’t care what they said at all. But honestly it hurted your feelings. Their mean words really affect you but you really tried not to take into your feelings.

Being in relationship with Calum was the big step in your life since you had failed in relationship before. You never thought that you could love someone else than Justin. You really glad that you’re out of your miserable past and moved on to your better life.

Minutes later, Calum called you. “Hey babe.”

“Hi, i miss you.” You greeted him. “How you doing?”

“I’m good. I’m at the studio with the boys and I’m in the corner so they won’t hear us. What about you?”

You sipped your drink. “I’m at Julia’s because she’s throwing me a party for my new single.” “I wish i could see you right now.”

“Yeah it’s been 2 weeks since the last we met,” you could hear Michael laughed in the background. “I’m sorry Michael laughed so loud. Oh by the way Luke has been asking me nonstop about the tweets that we post at the same time. I haven’t told them that we’ve already dating. Should we announce to them or…?”

You put the glass on the table and you walked away from the crowd. “Yeah i haven’t told my friends especially Mike. They had no clue that we’ve been together for a month. Like i teased them about us, but they still not realized it. I’m kinda scared if i or we told our friends about this, they reaction would the the opposite as we thought.”

“You have a good point,” he said. “What if we posted something at midnight when we’re on our own house? Or you can come by and stay on my house? I’ll be home anytime soon.”

You check your watch on your wrist and it’s 10 PM. “Uh… this party might ended at midnight, and tomorrow i have to be on my label office by 7 AM for meeting. But i think i will stop by at your house and can you drive me home after that?”

“Sure. I’ll see you at midnight?” The call about to ended but he was interrupted and talk to someone. “What? No, she won’t talk to you… hey stop.” “Hey Miss B, congrats on your new single. We missed you bestie bye.” “Sorry Mike is so annoying.”

You laughed. “Hahaha it’s fine. Tell them i missed them. Bye see you tonight.” You hung up the call and you continue mingled with your friends.

“Hey, who you called? Calum?” Julia approach you and asked you. Then you nodded. “How you two doing? I know you two doing good. Don’t answer that.” You just chuckled.

You really grateful because you have a very supportive friends, they never pushed both you and Calum to be together because they knew and they believed in our process.

-

It’s midnight already, 2 AM to be exact, and you arrived at Calum’s house. The party ended at 1 AM when people start to go home one by one and only leaving you and Julia only. You went to Calum’s house by uber because nobody could drive you and you couldn’t drive either. You were so sleepy and tired but you want to see your boyfriend so bad.

You opened his house and the inside was dark. You turned the lights on and walk slowly to the kitchen. You grabbed water bottle from fridge and drank it. After that you walked to his bedroom and he was there watching some shows that you didn’t know.

“Hey,” he was so shocked when he saw you and he even got up from his bed.

“You didn’t throw away my skin care, did you?” You asked him while you opened the bathroom to find all your skin care that you put here in his house, because you ofter stay on his house for days.

“Of course it stills there. Are you staying for tonight?”

You nodded weakly. “Yes, I’m too tired to drive away to my apartment. I will figure something out tomorrow. Right now, i need to clean up and i will see you in minutes.” You waved and closed the bathroom door.

15 minutes later you finished clean up and walked out from the bathroom and joined him to the bed. You hugged him from beside. “I missed you so bad.” Then he kissed your forehead and continued watching show.

“Oh after Michael greeted you on the phone, He asked about us. Like how’s the progress, is it good or bad, et cetera. And i didn’t answer him. I was too nervous.” He held your right hand.

“What was your idea then? We posted something? Let’s do it then to surprise them, hows that sound?”

He nodded. “Great idea. Lets post something. You post something you like and i’ll post something i like, okay?” And now you’re the one nodded.

Then you posted a picture on instagram. And so did Calum.

Within minutes you and him got so many likes and comments from fans mostly. And we read it.

You and him read the comments and we were so happy because most of them congratulated you and him and some of them gave a bad comments.

Minutes after Mali called Calum. “CALUM THOMAS HOOD WHY YOU DIDNT TELL ME THAT YOU AND SAARA ARE DATING?” She literally yelling at Calum and you laughed quietly.

“So sorry sister, we just want to surprise you and people.” He smiled and looked at you. “You can congratulate me and Saara because she’s beside me.” He pointed the camera to your face.

“Hi Mali, I’m so sorry we didn’t tell you earlier because we really wants to surprise everyone including you. But i promise you i will tell you everything starting from today.”

She cried and she wiped her tears. “I’m so happy for you and Calum. I’ve been praying everyday so you and him could be together. I knew the struggle you carried, but I’m glad that you’re dating him now. I always believe in your process and now it’s proven. I love you so much Saara. Can’t wait to tell mom and dad about it. Bye lovebirds.” The video call ended and you decided to sleep because you have to wake up early.

-

To be continued.

Next Part

[s-mething-mbti]

Hello! I just found this blog, I am so happy! I am sorry for the verry long ask here but could you help me figuring myself out??

Before starting, I am a 20 y. o girl and  I have anxiety disorders... Also, I am not really fluent in English. As I can read and understand very well, writing is always a bit tricky...!

1. I first took tests (I saw somewhere it would be more appropriate to say "questionnaire" as there is no good or wrong answer, but I don't really know haha). I got INFP, and just went with it. A year later I took other tests and got the same results, but I did not really think it "clicked" as I thought these tests did not take enough into account...

So I tried looking into cognitive functions, kept a record of some of my behaviours and why I reacted some ways... But the more I looked into it, the less I could narrow down to fewer things. Thus I figured I could need help in order to find at least a direction for searching ^^'

2. I absolutely love reading the same books over and over again, watching all over again the same series to the point I know them by heart. I could go all day binge-watch or binge-reading the for the 15th time the same thing. I also love reading reactions from people about these same series / books! I also absolutely love daydreaming. Many times, I stop every 5 pages or 6 minutes of watching to run in my flat to get a shoot of fantasies (sometimes fueled by what I was just watching/reading). Outside from home, I love going to bookshops (2 to 3 times a week, preferably during off-peak hours, I am not comfortable at all in crowded places).

3. I kind of think I am not someone really pleasant to live with. I speak a lot, I love speaking, but I don't listen (mostly because I can't concentrate on it, I am focused on showing I am interested in what I am not listening to by noddind or maintaining eye-contact, and also a lot of times at home because I don't care). In fact, I can only concentrate on what is said if it involves one of the things I read or watch again and again or if it is a subject I really like. Also, at home, I tend not to do what I am told, because I want to show that I could have thought about it and done it by myself. However, when I am outside, with other people, I am unable to say "no", even if I end up not doing it, or I find excuses not to do it or not to accept it and feel bad about it.

4. My friends, and even my mother, told me I was very kind, bordering too kind. Taking in account what I said in (3.) I don't understand how they can think that...

5. Leadership: I really dislike taking leadership. I don't want and am scared to impose my view on others (and most of the time I just have nothing to say, head empty). At school I hated group work except if it led to an oral exam (oral exam alone is worse than everything, I cry in front of everyone, so if someone can speak with me or for me it is better). However, if no one gives direction, I take the very minimal lead because otherwise the work would not be done at all and we would spend hours looking at each other (I would only say "I could do that, what are you most confortable doing? And I can also reshape/review the text at the end if you want" ). The only thing I am confident with in group work is proof-reading, I love correcting mistakes, in fact I can't let a mistake pass if I see one (I must be so annoying...).

Self-expression: I love saying how I feel to my close friends, like I want them to validate my feelings. I often ask "how are you" firstly out of courtesy, and secondly because they will ask me in turn and thus I can say everything I want to say. In fact it is often self-pitying. But if someone tells me to move on because it would not make things change, I might start being harsh or lash-out. At the end of the conversation or after parting, I almost every time feel bad because I finally notice that I did not ask anything or enough to my friend, and that it is wrong.

Also, I rarely interact with people on the bus or in the streets even if I sometimes really would like to. But if I do so it is mostly in order to show that I have knowledge on the subject in question, and only after that in kindness.

However, I hate asking people to do something for me (except little things like passing me the salt or giving me a glass of water). If I do so, I fear that people are reluctant to do it, or do it because they have to. I would prefer if they proposed it by themselves and if I could be really sure that they are doing it because they want to.

6. Novelty : it would be true to say i dislike change or novelty. Several facts: when I was 2 or 3, I didn't like watching new movies, so my mom had to put them in background, and I would pick interest later. In primary school I cried an awful lot because we were throwing away our broken sofa. At the end of middle school, I didn't want to go to high school because I felt better as things were. Same thing at the end of high school, and same again at the end of my 3rd year of university. Right now, new metro lines are in construction. I think of metro network as my playground (I love taking the metro), and the fact that the network as I know it will change somewhat makes me uncomfortable. I always prefered how things "were before". (I think it feels kind of confortable this way)

7. I procrastinate a lot. So much in fact. I hate being late because it is disrespectful, but I am always just on-time or late. I am also disorganised and can't follow plannings. I guess I am too lazy...

Another thing is that I am obsessed with identity. Pinpointing who I really am has been an obsession for many years. If I could be unique by knowing who I am, it would be a great accomplishement to me. When I was young, I would have an obsession for wearing items of a certain color because it was my trademark. Same for favorite animal or favorite season. It leads me to be quite envious at times.

Also, I often think of what impact my behaviour might have on others. For example at school, I would come back several times (but not all times) for exams if I was not too sick because otherwise I would have had more time to study with no drawbacks, and it would be unjust to the others. I also care a lot about what people would think about me, even if it does not really seem to be the case after everything that has been said haha.

Finally, I have a strange relationship with helping others. I really would like to help, because it is the right thing to do and it is kind, but when a situation presents itself I think "ugh why me". If I turn a blind eye, I feel like a monster. If I help and fail I feel bad. If I help and succeed I feel really good and proud of myself, but these situations should not occur too many times as they make me feel anxious before, during and after. On the other end, I am very bad at comforting, and often do it badly. I don't like seeing people cry, it hurts, but otherwise I don't understand how people feel.

Well, after writing this I have the impression of being a complete paradox and not someone to speak to hahaha! I have so many things to change in order to be more pleasant to live with!

Well... sorry for the long text! And thank you for everything!

I’m leaning towards ISFJ.

I’m seeing strong Si/weak Ne. You gave several examples to show you’re much more comfortable with what’s familiar, and resistant to change. Re-reading/watching media, trouble letting go of familiar items, your mom playing movies in the background until they were familiar enough for you to enjoy - all strong examples of Si throughout your whole life. Also, your first example of familiar media still giving you inspiration/fantasies is a great example of Si/Ne working together.

I can see young Fe in being “too kind,” and having trouble saying No to people. You don’t like imposing your needs on people, and are aware when you can’t meet someone else’s needs (“I felt bad I didn’t ask my friend enough and that is wrong.” or “If I help and fail, I feel bad.”) You show an awareness of the impact of your behavior on others, and have a sense of “social courtesy.” You gave a good example of Si/Fe in saying “I ask ‘How are you’ first out of courtesy…and then they will ask me in turn.”

Lower Ti shows through a bit in your enjoyment of proofreading and correcting mistakes, or when you said you engage “to show I have knowledge on the subject.”