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just-emerald-star · 10 months ago

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MY THOUGHTS ON THE TOTAL DRAMA REBOOT (BOTH SEASONS)

WARNING: This post contains spoilers for both seasons of Total Dram's Reboot. Just as a head's up.

Since I never intend on discussing the series on my channel (at least not until it gets an official release in the US...thx for that WB/Max) I'll share my thoughts on the Total Drama Reboot (both seasons in context) here in detail. I'll be doing so through explaining my thoughts on the characters.

If you want my basic thoughts on both season first, here's the gist:

SEASON 1: Excellent from start to finish. Minus a few glaring issues the show has been known for (gross out jokes/fart jokes), it was absolutely phenomenal. A real & true breath of fresh air after a streak of shit seasons (not including Ridonculous Race <3) | 9.5/10

SEASON 2: This season had a lot to prove since it was gonna bring back the cast and we all know what happens when Total Drama insists on keeping characters longer than necessary. I was pleasantly surprised when they dodged a bullet and made a damn good second season with the cast. The new writing team has given this series a much-needed edge to put it back on the map. That said, some of the characters very clearly stayed on for too long or in one person's case...won the whole damn season. It suffered from keeping certain characters around for too long but it did give some (mainly my boi Caleb) some much needed screentime and development. | Gets a 8/10.

Now onto the character stuff.

First things first: Here's the tier list I made for the cast. It'll help as I explain myself per each placement.

Ok so let's start from the bottom and make our way to the top cuz I'd like to end this on a positive note.

No. Just. No Tier

Chase: Easily one of the most annoying characters in the entire show. I know that's the point, cuz he's a shitty influencer type who cares mostly about himself and the views. I totally get that. But that's ALL he was. We often saw him be a nuisance who cared more about himself or impressing Emma. I didn't laugh at him not once. He was just plain awful. And if that was the point, then good shit writers, I guess lol

Emma: Sadly she suffered from being attached to Chase. Her whole reason for being on the show was just connected to Chase. It was also the point for her but what gets me is that she was a tour de force outside of Chase's shadow. This was proven when she tried focusing on herself and was besties with Bowie. Those were glimmers of hope. And I was hoping she'd come back stronger post-S1 upon learning that Chase lied to her. But in the end, Emma was just...kinda there until she left.

Millie: Nah fam, I couldn't stand her. Started out fine enough and was fun to have around, but once she started moving forward in the game with Priya in the alliance, I started growing tired of her. I'm glad she started taking the game seriously but man oh man it was too late. Didn't need to see her in that finale, but she's lucky it was for the sake of reconciling with Priya. And the less said about her time in S2, the better. Just glad she left early.

Ripper: Fuck Ripper. He wasn't funny. He had a few good lines here & there but was just...not great. If you like him, that's cool. His relationship with Axel was admittedly adorable though. Not enough to make me like him but still cute nonetheless lol

WASTED POTENTIAL & MEH TIERS

Gonna combine these two since they have one character each in there.

Nichelle: Sweetie, I'm so sorry. We were all rooting for you. you were a victim of high expectations just by design alone. And it's a shame cuz you could've been great. You left in S1 so early & that hurt like hell. But then you came back swinging in S2 and kicked ass...until you fell for such a shitty tactic. Brilliant on Julia's part but fuck y'all for not giving Nichelle more time to shine.

Axel: I don't have much to say on her tbh. She was just kinda in the middle for me. She honestly would've been much higher if she wasn't dragged down by her lovey-dovey relationship with Ripper as S2 went on. Still adorable pairing tho. Glad she was around a bit more in S2 tho.

GOOD & GREAT TIERS

Wayne: I suppose I'll start with S2's winner. I love Wayne. He's a great friend & ally to Raj, on top of just being hella funny. Love what he was all about. Sadly, S2 didn't do him any favors. He was still the lovable goof we know & love but it felt like his IQ took a bit of a nosedive between seasons. And on top of that, IDK how tf he reached the finale over Raj. Again, I love Wayne. I really do. But him winning S2 was...a choice.

Zee: Funny af guy. Crazy how he got sent away for similar reasons twice. I don't have any critiques of the guy. He was funny everytime he was on screen. He's just good. Not great, but good. Loved him.

MK: This lady would've been a bit lower if I was only talking about S1. But the writers gave her a major glow up in S2. Seriously, her & Julia's friendship is some excellent TV. Seeing them work together and fuck around with everyone was fun to watch. She's never been a fave for me but I do appreciate having her around.

Damien: Oh honey, you were robbed. Damien was one of my faves from the beginning. Was hoping for more from him in S1 but realized he left at the perfect time, otherwise he would've gotten annoying af. S2 however...my man stepped the fuck up & I'm so damn glad. He was SO GOOD and he made merge. And then my heart broke when he got sent packing. I knew the moment he found that idol he was done for. He was gonna lose it. I hated it. He could've reached the finale.

MY FAVES TIER

Scary Girl: Scary motherfucker who had some of the best lines/moments throughout S1. I appreciated the writing for her in S2, even if it didn't quite stick the landing...that is, until she returned in the finale. She was back to her crazy self and I loved every minute of it. Entertaining character from start to finish.

Julia: Easily the second best antagonist in this reboot. One of the best surprises in the reboot. Holy shit, Julia was given all the good shit. Whether it was the writing or character moments, Julia basically delivered what I look for in villain in Total Drama. One thing that bitch is gonna do is find a way to win immunity by any means necessary and honey, she's a challenge beast in the right circumstances.

Priya: Ah yes, S1's winner. One of the best competitors in Total Drama. She was made for shit like this, as explained to us by her lol. I loved her in S1, cuz she was hella focused and stayed in the game despite being let down by Millie at every turn. Don't cross Priya y'all homegirl will win lol. S2 Priya was solid and I especially loved her budding relationship with Caleb, despite all the hiccups. She kinda lost her focus when Caleb came up but even that didn't entirely stop her from kicking ass. Also kudos to Total Drama & I having characters named Priya.

TOP TIER

Bowie: The baddest bitch out there. I've spoken at length about how I'd love to see more prominent queer black rep in mainstream media not centered around being punchlines or tragedy. And Total Drama delivered just that to me on a silver platter. Bowie is literally everything I was looking for in great queer rep. Best part? He was well-written. Dude was written perfectly from start to finish in S1. Every move he made was executed well. Even when he fumbled, he found a way back on top. His rivalry with Julia is perfection. His friendship with Emma was cute...wish they rekindled it. And of course his relationship with Raj was so damn cute. Speaking of Raj...

Raj: Y'all gave me not one but TWO queer POC in the same season?? And they ended up together??? Total Drama you're spoiling me! Raj is one half of the hockey bros. And he was my fave of the duo. Raj just kept surprising me as the show went on. When I realized he was gay, I screamed. Jaw dropped...I really thought Bowie would be the only one. So glad I was wrong. Similar to Wayne however, his IQ did drop a bit in S2 but it wasn't as bad compared to the former. I would've preferred him to reach the finale over Wayne. Raj v. Caleb v. Julia would EAT DOWN.

And finally...

Caleb: From a first boot to a literal king of the game. Caleb was one of the biggest surprises in the show and I'm so thankful he did the dam thing in S2. Seriously, Caleb could've been another one of the show's infamous first boot punching bags. He was the one I was cautiously optimistic about coming back for S2. What was he gonna do? Was he actually a threat as Bowie assumed? How will Caleb turn out character-wise beyond the good looks? All of that was answered and then some in the first ep of S2. He made a point to be a great asset to his team. He's the embodiment of the hot guy who's got a great balance of brain & brawn, while also being a very nice guy. I especially appreciated his whole thing with Priya. I was almost certain they were gonna reach the finale ngl lol. If there were ANY justice in the world, it would've been a Caleb v. Julia finale instead of what we got. But hey, at least he made it to the end. Biggest glow up from a Total Drama character.

Annnnd that's all I've got. If you made it this far, thanks for reading. Share your own thoughts in the replies below. These are just my thoughts and I've been holding them in ever since S1 got leaked last year. With both seasons out, I just felt like it was time to finally speak on them since I had no plans to make a video. As I said, maybe I'll still make one if there's interest...but no promises.

Anyway, thx again for reading & until next time, peace out!

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surveys-at-your-service · 3 years ago

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Surveys #417-419

Been slacking on posting these, so here’s like three surveys over the past few days divided up. I just don’t feel like posting them individually. Beware, it’s a long post, haha.

Do you believe that animals don’t have souls? I lean towards the idea that they, at least more complex species with actual sentience, do in some way. It's hard to imagine like, a fly having a soul, but it's a nice thought. You could NEVER convince me some don't, though, like my late dog Teddy, Sara's old chameleon Jem, and I could go on and on. Have you ever not been able to swallow pills? No, I've always been able to. If you HAD to change your first name, what would you change it to? Maybe like, Quinn. Something you don't hear a lot, for sure. Something more memorable. What are your thoughts on orange soda? Orange cream soda is BOMB. Man, been so long since I've had that stuff... Are you good with children and/or animals? Don't mean to brag, but people say I'm like a magician with animals. No matter what it is, I bond with it. Children, not so much. I'm awkward around them. Who in your life makes you smile the most? My cat, ha ha. If you were cremated, where would you want your ashes to be placed? Hm. Maybe high up in the mountains or in the Kalahari Desert. Do you plan on going to your high school’s reunion? No. I'm pretty sure I'd shatter from memories just entering the building. Would you want revenge on someone if they killed someone special to you? Or would you find it in your heart to forgive? "Forgive" my ass. They'd better get what's coming to them, even if I've gotta be the person to deliver it. Is there someone you are dying to see? More than I think anyone could possibly know. But it's probably better if I never do. Could you picture yourself getting married and having kids? Married, yes. Having kids, no. I could only picture that in one phase of my life, but like I called it: a phase. I should never be a mother, nor do I want to be one to begin with, so yeah, no kids for me. Do you like to take walks? If my legs were actually worth a shit, yes, I would, if it's in a nature-filled area. What are you listening to at this moment in time? "Thoughts & Prayers" by Motionless In White. Did you ever kiss someone with a tattoo? No. Could you say something good about the last person you kissed? She's very resilient. Why are you single? Because 1.) I'm a very unappealing example of an adult, 2.) I'm not exactly very attractive, and 3.) I'm basically a hermit, so I don't meet people. Do you get jealous if your boyfriend hugs another girl? Hypothetically, in almost any case, I wouldn't. My imaginary boyfriend can have female friends. But I'll admit if it was like, an ex-girlfriend or something and it was a seriously intense hug, I might. Is there something that happened in your past you hate talking about? Yes, but I mean, who doesn't. Have you ever been completely alone with a boy in his room? You make this sound so scandalous lmao. Yes, plenty of times. I dated a dude and briefly lived with him for three and a half years. Do you hate the person you fell hardest for? No. Who was the last person that you cried in front of? I'm sure it was Mom. Is it hard for you to be “just friends” with the opposite sex? Nah. Do you remember every single person that you’ve kissed? Yeah. Do you believe that the world will actually end? Humanity, oh yeah. The planet itself, given the infinite nature of the universe, also yes. At SOME point, even if it's zillions of years down the line, Earth is gonna get fucked by something. Are you socially awkward? I am the literal avatar of "socially awkward." Would you rather watch a comedy movie or horror movie? Horror. Who is your favorite actor/actress? MARK IS A FUCKIN' ACTOR, Y'ALL. Are you satisfied with your gender? Yeah. Are you good at admitting your problems? HA! Yeah. ezpz Have you ever had a hangover? No, never been drunk to begin with. Do you know any strippers? No. How many times have you dyed your hair? I ain't counting. What is something that reminds you of your childhood? Dinosaurs. Do you think you eat healthy? I try to. I have my bad days, though. Are you sick quite often or hardly at all? My immune system is the fucking MVP. I am just about never, ever sick. Has anyone suspected you of being a different sexuality? Yes. Do you like chocolate or vanilla cake more? Chocolate, duh. Does it bother you to have blood drawn or not so much? Nah, no biggie. Has your cell phone ever rung in class? Omg no, I woulda been mortified. Have you ever tried opening your eyes under water? Yeah, as a kid. Would you rather have a cat or a dog? I prefer cats. Have you ever been admitted to the hospital? Like... six times, I wanna say. What would you say is your favorite type of flower? Orchids, but I also love dahlias. I've actually noticed that I've really had a greater "thing" for flowers lately. Like don't get me wrong, I've always loved flowers very much, but I've just found myself more drawn to them than usual, especially when taking the daily hour ride to the TMS office. Do you watch Toddlers and Tiaras? FUCK no. That show disgusts and angers me so much. If someone asked you to go to war today, what would you say? Yeah, no. Funny joke. I couldn't go anyway due to mental health issues and a suicidal history. Do you own an old vintage typewriter? We used to when I was little. I have no idea what happened to it, though?? Hell, maybe we still have it somewhere, but I doubt that. Do you like or hate the smell of fish? Ew, does ANYONE like the smell of fish??? Have you ever read any of John Green’s books? I got a few pages into The Fault in Our Stars, but stopped for no real reason. I didn't not like it or anything, I was just still in my "I don't read" episode. Are you a protective person? VERY. I'm a fucking guard dog over those I love most. Are you a fan of penguins? Yeah, they're cute. I especially think emperor penguins are very majestic. Have you ever met your favorite author? I don’t have a favorite author. Did you get your mom or dad’s eyes? Neither's. I think my maternal grandpa had blue eyes, though? I'm not sure at all, though. When was the last time someone bought you flowers? Not sure. Has there ever been a murder in your town? "A" murder? Thems is rookie numbers for my neck of the woods, fella. This place is known for crime, and that includes murder. When falling asleep, do you ever feel like you stopped breathing? Well, I have seriously severe sleep apnea, so... but the diagnosis came as a surprise to me, because I never DID think this. But sure enough, did a sleep study, and in just one hour's time, I stopped breathing like what, 30 times? What's the last thing that scared the hell out of you? Stupid drivers. Do you have any life-changing plans within the next 6 months? I guess getting a job could be pretty life-changing. As of right now, how do you feel about your future? I'm very, very scared. Who is the last person you ran into unexpectedly? Hm, I dunno. Where does your grandma live? Both of mine are dead, but my paternal grandmother lived in Michigan, while my maternal one technically lived in Florida, but stayed in New York with her son's family a whole lot. I don't really know where she stayed more. Do you know how to read music? Not anymore. Does the song you’re currently listening to remind you of anyone special? Not so much the song, but the band. Motionless In White is one of his all-time favorites, so I can't listen to them without thinking of Jason. Sucks because they've been becoming one of MY favorites, too, so I listen to them a lot. If the person who has hurt you the most, said they were in love with you, would you believe them? I'd tell him he was in a love with a person who no longer exists. It's impossible for him to be in love with me now when he doesn't know how much I've changed. If Facebook made you pay would you still use it? Ha, no. Have you ever been recorded on film without your permission? Not that I know of? Tell me about your last boyfriend? He's a wonderful person. He's been there for me without fail since we became friends in high school band, and he is SO fucking funny. He's always cared a lot about me, and I care a lot about him, just not in the same way he does me. He's like my big brother. Are your parents racist? My dad definitely is. What is your least favorite subject in school? Math and economics both sucked. Have you ever been involved in a custody battle before? Almost certain no. I'm pretty sure Dad didn't fight for custody at all, but it could've been something Mom just never told me. Have you ever babysat a newborn baby before? NOOOOOOOOOOOOO. I NEVER could. Do you have any siblings you neglect? .-. As a kid, did you ever go to camp? I went to Vacation Bible School, if that counts. Did your parents ever let you play in the pits of those multicolored balls? Yeah, until that big news story about a dirty needle pricking a child. Have any of your siblings ever had a crush on your significant other? Not to my knowledge. I highly doubt it. What do you usually order at Taco Bell, if you go there? Cheese quesadilla with fiesta potatoes. Rarely a pair of those cinnamon ball thingies. Ever consider a sex change? Nah. Do you eat whip cream straight out of the can? EW no. I hate the texture of whipped cream. What do you think of popcorn? Loooove. Have you ever dated any of your friends’ ex? No. Well, it's funny, Rachel (both Juan's and Jason's ex) and I are friends now, but definitely weren't at the time of us being together. Have you ever gone out with someone even though one of your friends liked that person first? If yes, did you feel bad? If no, were you tempted to? No. Would you rather be a rich musician, or a rich actor? Musician. What was the last charity you donated to? I don't recall. Did you like to collect frogspawn as a kid? I've told the "my friends and I saved hundreds of tadpoles" story enough times, so for this question, I'll just talk about when I would go fishing with Dad as a kid. Back then, if I got bored of actually fishing, I would walk along the riverbank and try to catch tadpoles and minnows in my hands. It was soooo fun to Kid Brittany. Do you walk fast or slow? I walk pretty damn slow. Can you juggle with more than two items? I can't juggle, period. Do you like jalapenos? Yeah! Do you like kiwis? Yessss, I love kiwi! Does anyone in your family go deer or bird hunting? Who is it anyway? I don't know if she still does, but my little sister used to go deer hunting with a friend.

Are you saving up for anything right now? What? Yeah, my pet snake's 40 gallon terrarium. What sort of things do you have bookmarked in your internet browser? It's quite diverse, but I think I mostly have templates for specific character profiles. Have you ever snuck in to a theater/dance/bar etc? No, I'm a good noodle. If given the chance, would you go to Ireland? Certainly! It's beautiful there. If you have a cat, does it ever “converse” with you? Oh, ABSOLUTELY. When I talk to him, he sure does try to answer me and it's the cutest thing, ha ha. Have you ever tried those electric toothbrushes? Yeah, that’s what I use. Has anyone told you that they wanted to marry you/were planning on it/etc? Yeah, guess he changed his mind. Name one of your ex’s mother’s names? Virginia. Does your favorite song have a meaning? BIG TIME. Have you ever written or received a suicide note? I've written one. .-. What is the worst thing a child has ever done to you while you were babysitting? When I was changing her diaper, she got up and ran around naked in the house. ;-; Do you own a nightgown? No. If you could get any pet right now, what would you get? i. want. my. tarantula. Have you ever actually been stuffed into a locker? No. That is just such a TV trope that I've never even heard of happening irl. Do you/did you decorate the inside of your locker at school with stuff? I only had a locker in middle school, and I believe I didn't. I didn't want one in HS. What’s the coolest thing you’ve made with Legos? I was never a Legos kid; I played with Lincoln Logs. Do you want to get pregnant right now? Fuck no, man. Or ever. Have you ever housed a friend for a long period of time because they had no place to live? No. If you have a favorite comedian, have they ever been in a movie? I don't have one, really. Are there any books you want to read? Besides the series I'm reading, I want to read The Testaments by Margaret Atwood, but idk if I'll ever get to it, really. If you have younger siblings, are you very protective of them? We don't have a close relationship, but I am nevertheless. If you have older siblings, are they very protective of you? Not really, it seems. First letter of the names of everyone you have kissed? J, T, D, S. Do you like going to school sports games? No, I hated it. When Ash was a cheerleader, Mom made me go, and I was never happy about it. Have you ever worn your boyfriend’s clothes? An ex-boyfriend's, yeah. Did you get into your mom’s makeup when you were a kid? I don't think I did? Do you want anything pierced? Ugh, a lot of places. The last time you washed your hair, did you use conditioner? I never do. Has your partner ever accused you of cheating when you actually didn’t? I've never been accused of cheating. Has anyone ever called you stuck-up? No. I'm quite the opposite. Have you been diagnosed with any mental disorders? Too many, really. What are you doing this summer? Nada. Do you still watch MTV? I never did. Have you ever spent the night with the last person you kissed? Yes. What’s the dress code for your job? Do you like it? I'm unemployed. Does your job allow piercings or tattoos? ^, and this might sound stupid, but I wouldn't work at a job that didn't. Especially tattoos. No job is stopping me from doing things that improve my self-esteem and body image, particularly when I LOATHE my body. If a little bit of art makes me feel better about myself? Nobody is stopping me. What are some trends you dislike that everyone seems to love? "Crocs. Whyyyy?" <<<< THIS. First people hated them, now they love them??? They're hideous as shit. If you got married and then got divorced, would you want to re-marry? I don't really know. How often do you use lotion? Not NEARLY enough for someone with skin as dry as mine. Do you donate your old stuff to Goodwill? If so, what was the last thing you donated? Yeah. Mom recently brought some old toys, I think? How weight conscious are you? You have no fucking idea. Rent a movie or go see one in theaters? I prefer going to a theater. I enjoy the experience. What’s the biggest personality trait turn-off for a potential partner? Probably being an explosive/volatile person. I can't with that. Would you ever go on a birth control pill? I already am to regulate my period and tame the cramps. And if I was sexually active, I absolutely would want to be on it. What's your favorite late night tv show? I don’t have one. At high school do or did you participate in Spirit Week? No. Do you have a favorite vocalist? Who? Queen's Freddie Mercury will probably always top the list. If you have a favorite photographer, can you describe their work? I don't have a favorite photographer. Surprisingly. Are sex and sexual activities something you enjoy? If it's with someone I'm in love with and am in the mood, sure. What is one aspect of your life that did not turn out as you expected? I did NOT expect to reach 25 like... *gestures at self* this. What is one thing stopping you from becoming a veterinarian? I could never handle euthanizing pets and watching the families' hearts break. How long have you lived in the house you live in? Not even a year. Compared to this time last year, are you happier or sadder? I'm definitely sadder. Especially today. Do you like Subway? I do. Have you ever seen a volcano? No. Have you ever found a spider on your bed? Yes. It's the scariest shit when one skitters across your blanket, because like, you LEAST expect it to happen in the comfort of your own bed. Are you satisfied with the way your life is right now? Not even remotely, if I'm being honest. I'm at a real low. When was the last time you ate at Burger King? Years ago, when I was a vegetarian and went there for the veggie burger. How often do you cry? lol a lot Ever had a crush on a teacher? No. Can you wire a plug? ... I don't even know what you mean by "wire a plug," so obviously no lmfao. Where were you when you got your first period? Well I think I actually *started* at school, but I noticed when I got home. Can you drive? I mean I'm capable, but I'm an incredibly anxious, overly passive, and just generally terrified driver. I'm so scared of when I finally get new glasses and therefore a new permit... but I have to get used to driving. Living where I do, public transportation is very, very limited, and I just can't have people driving me places the rest of my life. Exercise or healthy eating? I sadly hate exercising SO much. I'd rather eat healthy. Did you play Red Rover when you were a child? Yeah. Are you more attracted to men or women? This can actually vary with time, which I originally thought was weird but is apparently normal for some bisexual individuals. There are spans where I feel more sexual attraction to men, and then other times women. Has anyone ever called you rich? God no, I am so far from it. What makes you feel beautiful? Nothing. Are you considered a very sensitive person? I'm way too sensitive for my own good. Have you ever told someone you never wanted to speak to them again? Yes, my dad. I regret that letter I sent him so, so much. I honestly don't know how he can treat me with so much love after the shit I said. If you could watch any TV series right now, what would it be? I am... astonishingly behind on Meerkat Manor: Rise of the Dynasty. I know, seriously incredible. I just don't watch TV, man. It's strange, I'm into the show, of course I am, I just... don't like sitting myself in front of a television and purely watching it. I'll catch up, though. Do you grind your teeth, and if so, why do you do it? No. But it's not like people have a reason they grind their teeth... they just do. Do you feel the need to rant about anything right now? If so, go for it. I could, but I'm not going to. It'll just upset me. Do you have a friend named Nick? What’s his favourite food? My sister's husband's name is Nick, but he is definitely not my friend. I can't stand his bigoted, sexist, misogynistic, homophobic, racist ass. I don't know or care what his favorite food is. What are you listening to? I'm re-watching Gab and Sinow play Resident Evil 5. People can say all they want about RE5, but I love it. Do you prefer waffles or pancakes? Waffles, but only if they're still soft enough to not be considered crunchy. I prefer them because I can put peanut butter on them, and the grooves catch the syrup instead of just absorbing it all like pancakes. Do you prefer non-diet or diet soda? I don't/can't drink diet sodas because the artificial sweetener gives me a KILLER headache. Are you craving anything right now? You guys have no idea how badly I want Taco Bell for whatever reason. Which word did you say first, mama or dada? The latter. What was your first pet’s name? So, there's three answers to this. I was born into the family while we had a collie named Trigger, but I have absolutely zero memory of her. She passed when I was too young. Our first family pet that I clearly remember was Chance, our rescued cat. My first *personal* pet was either a guinea pig named Squeak or Chinese water dragon named Shadow. I can't remember who came first. Who was your best friend in elementary? It changed with the years, but I can say the three biggies were Brianna, Kim, and Quiata. Who was your favorite teacher in high school? Probably Coach Collie. He was so wise, kind, funny... He was all-around just wonderful and taught so many life lessons. When you go to a restaurant, do you have a go-to dish? Always. What is the best part of your most ordinary day? Waking up and doing my first sweep of the Internet before I get bored outta my fucking senses. Do you read any web comics? No.

Do you drink bottled water? Yeah, but like any water, it has to be COLD. Not room temperature. Not a tad chilly. I mean cooooold. When did you last use a straw? Earlier. I have a metal straw I use to drink water with because I drink faster through a straw, and with it being water, of course I want to try to drink as much as I can when I actually choose to drink water. Have you ever tackled someone to the ground? No. Do you know anyone who lies to make themselves look more interesting? My former best friend did that. She was an online friend, so it made it easy. I finally caught on and called her out on it, and then she just totally dipped. Do you like to sing? Not that much, honestly. Like sometimes I feel like it, sure, but not frequently. Are your parents in good health? No, not really. Have you ever been a caregiver to a sick/disabled relative? No. I feel bad saying it, but I know I never could be. I could NOT clean another human being. It's one of the bajillion reasons I'm not having kids. Do you like to take naps during the day? "Like" isn't the right word. I just... need to. Most days, there is NO way I can make it 'til night without one. What movie was your favorite to see in the movie theater? Even though it was sincerely a sucky movie, I really enjoyed watching Silent Hill: Revelation because I saw the 3D version, plus the hype over my favorite franchise getting a new movie was just very exciting. Favorite Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle character? I was never into that. Ever watched The Blair Witch Project? Yes, and I positively adore it. I genuinely think it's a genius horror movie, never showing, but telling through other methods. Have a favorite AC/DC song? Probably "You Shook Me All Night Long." Are you good at selling candy for those fundraiser things? Omg nooooo I HATED doing that shit, especially when some amount of sales were like, required for whatever bullshit reason. I hate hate hate advertising to people. My parents always bought them instead. Have you ever had a crush on someone too old for you? No. Well, besides James Hetfield, ha ha. What's your favorite Dr. Suess quote? I don't know enough quotes to have one. If you were to have wings, what would you want them to look like? Dark and dragon-esque with lots of rips and tears in them... but not enough to stop me from flying, ha ha. Have you ever broken up with someone to find you want them back later? No. Has anyone ever dared you to eat a chili pepper? Did you do it? No. Have you ever tried Thai food? No. Have you ever watched Avatar? The TV show, not the movie. I've seen I think one season with Sara so far? I actually quite enjoy it. What's your cellphone's signature for text? WOW this survey is ancient. If you smoke marijuana, what is your preferred or typical method? I don't smoke it. Do you often take painkillers? I dunno about "often," but headaches to the point I take something aren't rare for me. Do you wish you were in a relationship? I mean yes, but I know it's for the better I'm not. Have you ever been to the ER? Many times. Do you ever feel guilty eating meat? I feel extremely guilty. I try not to think about it. Where have you lived for the most part of your life? Eastern NC. How old are you? 25. What are you listening to at the moment? Powerwolf came out with a new album, so I've been bingeing the shit out of some songs, ha ha. Right now it's "Blood For Blood." Do you watch WWE Raw? Ew, no. I have NEVER gotten the appeal of wrestling. Just like... why????? Do you dye your hair? Nowhere near regularly. :/ I haven't had it dyed in a very long time, and I hate it. I love colored hair. We just can't afford that expense on something so little. My hair does NOT take dye easily, so we have to have a professional do it, and that isn't exactly cheap. Have you ever lived in a different country that the one you’re living in? No. Which of your parents will you see next? I live with my mother, so. Have you fallen asleep in school? Not in class, no. In college when I would be in the library between classes, though, I've dozed before. Have you ever been hospitalized? Yes, but not for physical issues. Do you make fun of obese people? You're talking to someone who is. So obviously no, and you're a piece of fucking shit if you do. Do you have an innie or an outtie? Innie. Have you ever tried to headbang? No. Even as a metalhead, I don't get it, man. You're asking for a headache. Do you own any Converse? What do you think of them? I have a few and like them. Have you ever started a rumor? No. Have you ever been in a position of authority? I mean, I'm an admin on two sites, so I guess? Were your ancestors royalty? Yeah, I'm related to one of the Queen Victorias, I believe. I just know she had a thing for beheading people, ha ha. What do you like on your pasta/noodles? Sauce, butter, grated cheese, etc.? Just tomato sauce and meatballs, really. Who is the most ungrateful person you know? What makes them this way? My fucking ex-best friend. You could never, ever give her enough and she just... blegh. She was so fucking ungrateful for everything people did for her. It was just never enough. Do you like cherry Pepsi? I like cherry Coke. I don't like Pepsi. Have you ever held an uncommon pet before (ex: mouse, spider, snake, lizard)? I've held snakes, rats, lizards, and a tarantula. Who did you last play truth or dare with? No clue. Have you ever camped out somewhere for an event the next day? No. When were you the saddest in your life? 2016. Do you know anyone, personally, who is in an abusive relationship? Are you? No. If you have siblings, have they moved out or do they still live with you? Yeah, they've moved out. What was the most unique pet you’ve owned? I'd probably say my champagne ball python. A lot of people don't even know ball python morphs exist, so seeing her might surprise some people. Do you like Doritos? Yeah. When you buy clothes, do you always try them on first? No, but I need to learn how to... I just HATE doing it. Have you used bugspray recently? No. Do you enjoy swimming in the ocean? Yesssss. Have you ever tried to sew or knit anything? No. Has something ever happened to you that seemed like it was from a movie? Most of Jason's and my relationship felt like one. Hence why the breakup felt so sudden and just impossible. Do you find yourself to be a believer in love at first sight? Not even remotely. Is there something you want to do, that you swear you will, no matter what? Spread Teddy's ashes in Yellowstone. I promised him. Are you longing for the day that you’ll be an adult? (If you’re not already) I am an adult, and it sucks. What’s something you’ve vowed to never eat? Any meat that was hunted. Have you ever owned a diary/journal with a lock and key? I don't believe so. When you were little, what movie did you watch over and over? Mostly Disney films, like The Lion King and Finding Nemo. Are you deathly allergic to anything? No. Do you know what you want for your dream house? Nope. I honestly don't really care about having a "dream" house to begin with. I just need one that's cozy to me and gets the job done. Have you ever seen the movie The Notebook? Many, many times. It's my favorite romance movie. Have you ever used the photo editing site “Picnik”? No, not to my memory. Has an animal ever taken a strong dislike to you? Our old dog Bentley didn't like me all that much, and I didn't like him, either. Have you ever attempted to cut your own hair? No. Do you have a lucky or special coin? No. Do you love ice cream cake more than normal cake? No. Do you check your email daily? No. Is there anyone you know who’s in any way paralyzed? No. For you, do you commonly feel more jealousy or envy? Envy. Do you rely on the heads/tails flipping of a coin sometimes for decisions? No. Has a laptop ever burned your legs? Yes, actually. For a while many years ago, my old laptop left subtle burn marks on my legs. Anyone’s birthday coming up soon? My nephew's is next month. Do you like Laffy Taffy? I doooo. Are your biceps at all noticeable? Ha, no. Have you ever seen a walrus? Maybe when I went to SeaWorld as a kid? Did you ever have one of those easy bake ovens as a kid? Yup. If given the opportunity, would you ride on a camel? Sure. What flavor cake do you like for your birthday? Red velvet. Have you ever had a job you loved? Nope. Have you ever been in a building that was on fire? Yikes, no. Have you ever written a poem for someone? Two people. Have you been best friends with someone of a different race? Yes. Who is the person you are closest to that you’ve met online? Sara. What was the name of the first porcelain doll you got? I was very afraid of dolls as a kid, so I obviously didn't have one. Do you sell any products? If so, what? I mean, I'm a wannabe photographer that sells my service. Owls or peacocks? Owls. Lions or horses? Lions. Can you still fit into kid’s clothes? Hell no. What devotional do you read, if any? None. What do you make wishes on? I only ever do for the tradition of it on my birthday. I don't believe in the magic of wishes, though. Have you ever made a recipe you found in a magazine? No. Are you bitter about anything? Probably always will be. Have you ever been in a love triangle? No. How bad are your hangovers? Never had one. Have you ever broken a bone? If so, what was the cause of it? Yes. It was identified as a fracture, but a break and a fracture are technically like the same thing, so. At a skating rink, I fell and landed on my hand so the top of it nearly touched my arm, so my wrist got FUCKED. I will never, ever forget the severity of the pins and needles feeling and just the experience in general. It hurt so goddamn bad. Is this the best year of your life? Fuck no.

#in other words i don't feel like thinking up song lyrics for three surveys at once lmao #survey #surveys #random questions

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dayasbun · 5 years ago

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Opposites - Fezco

Summary: in which rue hooks you up with a drug dealer that takes quite the interest in you. you're known for your soft spoken words and kind personality, and he's known for his drug selling habits and crude outlook on life- but opposites attract right?

Warnings: uh let's see there's bad words? no smut this time around just soft fluffy shiz but next time i'm not promising soft anythin- anyway i literally adored writing this and i just love fez+angus sm like come on y'all i need more fez and angus fics!!! this is 100% for @wakandamama cuz she keeps me supplied with that good good- and by that i mean those good ass fezco fics- anyway i hope y'all angels love reading this as much as i loved writing it :) <3 there are for sure an abundance of more fez fics coming your way- okay i'll shutup now- enjoy!!!!!!

Fezco.

Or Fez- that's what Rue called him, and you didn't know much about him. All you knew is that Rue and Gia swore you were 'his type' and that he was an actual drug dealer.

When the girls originally told you that he was a drug dealer you thought it was a joke; but you soon realized it was anything but. Being a drug dealers type isn't exactly what you wanted to hear when coming to visit the Bennett fam, but hey- work with what you got... right?

Your innocent and pure persona didn't match the energy you assumed would come from the Fez you kept hearing about...however, opposites do attract-so you couldn't help but to be just the tiniest bit interested.

The party you and Rue walked into smelled so strongly of weed- you hated it. Alot. Drugs and weed were never your thing, you'd much rather read a book than get high- drinking you could deal with, but you preferred to know what you were doing and not have your mind altered often.

"Come onnnnn- I know he's here I just know it-"

"Rue, the reason we're here is not only to see your little friend Fez, I came to this party to have fun?"

"Y/N you don't smoke or do drugs, you only drink so what's really the definition of fun to you?"

You rolled your eyes walking off, headed to the kitchen for a drink. You didn't want to get drunk, but you wanted a buzz. The kitchen was surprisingly empty, so taking advantage of that you cracked open a new bottle of tequila and took a couple bitter shots. You were a bit of a lightweight, so two shots was your cutoff before beginning to sputter over the edge.

"Pour me some ight?"

You looked up at the face the voice belonged to and your eyes widened.

Now look, you'd seen quite a few men in your lifetime. You had a decent amount of experience, but you didn't sleep around. You had seen all of the blonde douchey men, the sweet brunette boys and the basic men that just didn't care about anything but sex. But this man you were looking up at was- damn. You didn't have any history with redheads but you were most definitely considering a future with one right now- maybe it was the alcohol telling you that but holy shi-

"Mhm, what you want baby?" your confidence boosted out of nowhere...another shot suddenly didn't seem too bad.

"Just a few shots, maybe a cup of the shit so it actually effects me you feel?"

You grabbed a red cup and poured some of the alcoholic drink in it. "What's your name handsome?" you questioned as you handed it to him.

"Fez."

Holy shit- so this was Fez. Drug dealer Fez; but for fucks sake look at him, if you were actually his type like Rue claimed you felt as though it was a blessing straight from God himself.

"I'm Y/N, nice to meet you." you held out your hand and poured another shot for yourself after he shook it.

"So who's your people? I ain't seen you 'round here. I woulda remembered if I had."

"I'm a friend of Rue and Gias, they're like family to me but no blood."

He looked you up and down, making you feel self conscious but also straight up horny...you needed to stop, you really needed to stop. You didn't know for sure if it was him or the alcohol making you feel like this, but above all you were pretty sure it was all him.

"Rue and G? They chill, so you good then?"

"What?"

"Like you not a snitch. You know what I do- I think you know anyway if you tight with Rue."

"That rhymed!" you giggled with a grin. He gave you a confused look but soon softened up and chuckled. "Yeah, I guess it did."

"I won't snitch, i'm not like that..."

"Good baby, good." he took a sip of the drink you poured for him and you almost poured another shot for yourself but refrained. You were tipsy but you weren't drunk- and you didn't want to be drunk.

"So Rue told me I'm your type, was she right?"

Yeah, that was definitely the alcohol talking- you would never ask anything like that.

"Ion know yet, give me a spin."

"A spin...?" you spun around, feeling a bit dizzy in result.

"You cute as hell, i'm not finna lie. But ion even know y-"

"Then get to know me, Fez." you said a bit more seductively than you had planned.

"Nah cuz see I know you drunk. And you fine as hell I'm not even finna play with you, but I can't mess with you when you drunk. Rue said you a lightweight."

"I'm not!" you reassured him "Just tipsy, I know everything that's going on- you're Fez, I'm Y/N and we're at a party that smells way too heavily of weed."

"If you don't like weed you really must hate me then."

"I definitely don't hate you..."

Beards were never really your thing, but god Fez's beard was most definitely past acceptable- it was so perfect on him? Everything on him seemed as though it had been perfectly placed by God to be there.

"We should get outta here. I know some people looking for me and I ain' tryna get you tied all up in some shit you know nun about. Come on."

"Oooh naughty drug dealer," you teased with a grin "Such a bad boy, what are the feds coming for you? Is that it?"

He turned to look at you, and the serious look on his face caused you to wonder if maybe the feds actually were, leading to your grin quickly ceasing.

He kept his arm around your waist so that you stayed close to him, it was almost like he thought you'd slip away if he let you go for a second. As you two made your way through the crowd you saw Rue winking at you in the distance- damnit she probably planned this.

Eventually after a blur of conversation and giggles, you two made it to his house. It smelled just as heavily as weed as the party did- but strangely enough this was different, you barely even noticed.

"Get out them clothes, I know Rue probably made you wear 'em. They don't really look like you, you feel? I got some hoodies and shit you can chill in."

God yes- a man willingly offering his hoodies for you to wear? Was this love or was this a fucking dream? And he was right, Rue had forced you into the skimpy clothing claiming that it made you look 'sexy'. You hated it, but you couldn't disagree with her- you looked hot.

Fez stepped out of the room to let you change, which you found absolutely precious. You were starting to completely sober up from the tad of tipsy you had inflicted on yourself earlier. Once you were in his green hoodie and a pair of sweats that were way too big for you, you opened the door only to find him standing outside of it on his phone.

"Hey, I'm done." you said softly, a small smile playing on your lips. He nodded and walked in kicking the door closed behind him. You two sat on the bed, not too close but not too far.

"You tired or?"

You nodded as your first response "A bit, yes. I drove here this morning and it took a good 6 hours so...yeah."

"Shit 6 hours? Crazy."

"Yeah, and the second I got here the first person I heard about was you."

"Oh for real? Rue tryna help me out." he laughed- a genuine laugh- for the first time and it made you feel weak in the knees, thank god you were sitting down. "Of course lil sis would try to hook me up wit' somebody she see as her big sis."

You nodded looking down at your hands.

"Do I scare you?"

You looked over at him and shook your head rapidly "Not at all."

"You seem a lil bit tense is all."

You shrugged "Maybe it's because i'm tired, maybe I just need to relax."

"Yeah baby, relax." You felt his hands- his big ass hands- on your shoulders. He started moving them at the perfect speed and you felt your stress begin to slowly fade away.

"That's nice..." you groaned a bit as you felt your posture melt into an unflattering position.

Fez grinned and stopped. "I got magic hands on God! Like for real I start massaging and all the bitches just start coming to me-"

You burst out laughing "Oh yeah I'm sure they're running right now!"

He nodded "You know it...I like yo vibe. It's different. You a lil soft but I think we all is sometimes."

"Even you?"

"Nah not m-"

"Does Fezy Wezy get soft sometimes too?"

"Okay you can stop wit' that shit right now for real-" he said seriously but with the goofiest smile on his face. You laughed laying back in the bed and taking in the scent of the sheets that for some reason you liked- a mix of smoke with coffee and some type of old ass man cologne. You felt the bed dip some a few moments later as he lay by you.

"How long you here for?"

"Just a couple weeks, that's the plan anyway."

"The plan? What you implying, you tryna stay longer for me?"

You turned over looking at him "Boy shutup, you haven't even kissed me yet."

"Yeah sorry lil mama but that's not happening."

"What?" you said confused and felt genuinely hurt for a minute.

"Cuz you finna kiss me first. I'm irresistible."

"Jesus Fez-" you laughed shaking your head "Irresistible isn't the word, but the words 'too much' do come to mi-"

He cut you off by pressing his lips against yours, his beard tickling your chin. Your lips moved in perfect harmony for a minute before you two let off.

"So who's irresistible now Mr. Tough Guy?"

"Still me, who's bed we in right now?"

"Shutuppppp!" you laughed. You were so genuinely happy right now, a man hadn't made your face light up with the most gorgeous smile like this in ages.

"So tell me a lil bit about you. You give me a lot of 'Hi! I'm Little Miss Perfect!' vibes- but aye, I'm not one to judge so-"

"Oh god- I wish I could say that you were right but you're not...I don't know I mean...I've had my share of shit I've done, who hasn't? But I just try to stay grounded, never change who I am. I always love seeing the best in people, even when there's not much to see."

"Yeah? What you see in me then."

"I see a genuinely sweet man with a tough exterior. An attractive tough exterior but- that's definitely besides the point."

He chuckled at that, it made you smile.

"I think you're very caring." you continued softly, "I think you worry about others more than yourself. You'd take a bullet for someone you love, I don't know maybe you already have. But I don't think the tough guy that sells drugs that everyone sees is just who you are...there's so much mo- woah okay I am talking way too much-"

He watched you so carefully as you spoke, soaking up every word as though a sponge would with water. "Damn girl, the way you talk got me over here thinking I'm in love or some shit."

You laughed shaking your head "I'm just being completely honest Fez."

"Completely?"

"Completely."

He hummed and closed his eyes "I'm feeling kinda tired. But don't bail on me in the morning, you better be here when I wake up so I can make your fine ass some breakfast."

"If your breakfast is as good as your massages are, I'll most definitely still be here." you taunted as you cuddled into him, your head on his chest as you listened to his heartbeat beat a bit faster than it was supposed to.

"Rumor says the breakfast actually be better- it hits different trust me."

You smiled yet again- probably the billionth time that night. "Go to sleep Fez."

"Ight Ight. Nighty night Lil Miss Perfect."

"That will never be my nickname and I swear to God if you say it again you'll wake up in this bed alone."

"Damn okay! Goodnight Y/N."

"Goodnight Fez."

it's 1:48 AM and i just finished this- but wow i have no regrets this is so long i think it's one of the longest i've ever written? not quite sure didn't do a word count but feeling proud and loving angus//fez more and more every damn day :p gn!

#fezco fic #fezco euphoria #fezco #fez euphoria #fezco fluff #hbo euphoria #euphoria #fezco x reader #fezco imagine

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artificialqueens · 4 years ago

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One Direction (To Your Heart), 3/6 (Methessence) - Cheetah

Summary: Jaida will share two tattoos with her soulmate: one will be her own first tattoo, whilst the other will be theirs. And if there’s anything Jaida knows about her soulmate, it’s that they love One Direction - why else would it be written out on her skin?

What Jaida doesn’t expect, though, is that she’ll meet her soulmate during the final week of preparation for her first big fashion show, or that it’ll be the bubbly, blue-haired artist she’s working with.

Maybe it’s time she learned to embrace the unexpected. And One Direction.

Chapter Summary: Shenanigans ensue as Jaida and Crystal spend another day together. There’s M&Ms, Mexican food, and for Jaida, a realisation.

A/N: Alright, my schedule has gone out the window, but I hope y'all like this chapter nonetheless!

Thank you so much to @dollalpaca for betaing!

Ao3 || my blog

Falling

It’s nine in the morning, and Jaida has a long shopping list and each of their several stops mapped out. Crystal is waiting outside the building for her, leaning against her car in a blue plaid button-up and jeans. She has her face tilted towards the morning sun, rays of gold light dancing through her cerulean hair.

“We’re going shopping!” Crystal sings when she sees her. “You got the list?”

“Hello to you too,” Jaida replies. “It’s right here.” She pats her bag, unable to stop a happy grin from spreading across her face. She’s looked forward to seeing Crystal again; so far, working with her hasn’t felt like work. It’s fun. Crystal is fun.

“Sweet, let’s go.” Crystal bows as she opens the passenger door for Jaida. “After you, m’lady.”

Jaida laughs. “Why, thank you.”

“My pleasure.”

A moment later, Crystal is sliding into the seat beside her. She’s as cheerful as ever today, and Jaida immediately feels lighter.

“Are we gonna listen to One Direction again?” she asks, her chest warming when Crystal giggles.

“You already know me so well.” She grins. “We can play something different, if you want. Actually, Widow’s been getting me into Chaka Khan lately, if that’s more your style.”

“Hell yeah. I love Chaka.” Jaida can’t help but think back to Jan from her college days. Jan always refused to play one particular Chaka Khan song because it reminded her of “that time my dreams were crushed, Jaida. Crushed!”

“Chaka Khan it is then!” Crystal beams. “Widow is going to be so proud of me, listening to her music without being forced to.”

“Can you put on This is My Night?” Jaida asks, remembering how she used to play it just to annoy Jan, who would flop back onto the nearest soft surface with a melodramatic sigh. The memory still makes Jaida laugh.

“That is such a good song,” Crystal says, tapping her phone one more time before the familiar music hums from the car speakers. “I think Widow would like you a lot, Jaida.”

“That’s great, but… who’s Widow?”

“Sorry, I thought I already told you about her,” Crystal says sheepishly. “She’s my best friend. And she’s working with the light and sound department for your show.”

“Neat. So I’ll get to meet her in a couple days?”

“Yeah! I assume so, anyways.” Crystal shifts the car into gear and begins driving. “We’re going to the supermarket first, right?”

“Affirmative.”

They lapse into silence as Crystal drives. Jaida sneaks glances at her out of the corner of her eye; Crystal looks just as stunning as she did the day before, with her ocean-blue hair spilling over her shoulders, tanned skin shining gold in the sunlight beaming through the windows. She’s still wearing a ridiculous amount of necklaces, and clad entirely in blue - the amount of blue she wears should be overwhelming, but Crystal manages to look effortlessly gorgeous. Especially today, with her sleeves rolled up to her elbows, form-fitting jeans accentuating the curve of her hips. Jaida feels strangely grateful for the fact that her tattoos are covered.

“You good?” Crystal asks, jolting Jaida out of her reverie.

“Uh - yes. Yes. I’m great,” Jaida stutters, desperately hoping Crystal doesn’t see the blush permeating her cheeks.

Crystal just giggles, light and airy, and doesn’t comment further.

“Alright. So.” Crystal glances at the shopping list, reading off the items in order before she bursts out laughing.

“What’s so funny?” Jaida asks, confused.

“Jelly babies!” Crystal howls. “Why in the world does Bianca want jelly babies? What’s she going to do, stick them on an outfit or something?”

Jaida snickers at the idea. “Nah. She just likes to eat them while she works.”

“Huh. I never would’ve expected that from her,” Crystal says. “Not that I know her very well or anything, but… among our team, she does have a bit of a reputation.”

“No kidding. Bianca has a reputation with everyone.”

“And now,” Crystal continues, “she’ll also be known as the boss that eats jelly babies on the job.” She halts in her tracks, realisation dawning on her face. “Oh my god, stop. She eats babies. How did I not realise this sooner?”

Jaida bursts out laughing before she can stop herself.

“You know what, child?” She wheezes. “You might be onto something.”

“I’m always onto something.” They’ve reached the candy aisle - Crystal grabs a packet of jelly babies and chucks it in the trolley. “Hey, if Bianca gets to have candy, we should have some too. What do you think? A couple extra packets won’t hurt.”

“Only if the money comes outta your pocket,” Jaida replies sternly.

Crystal rolls her eyes. “Right, strict boss, hoarding all the candy. I forget.”

“You wanna get some or not?”

“Obviously.” Crystal briefly pores over her options before adding a couple more packets to the trolley. “Sugar makes everything better.”

“If you say so.”

“I do. In fact—” Crystal grabs a tube of M&Ms from a display and holds it to her face like a microphone. “—I, Crystal Methyd, declare that sugar is officially the solution to every problem, ever. And glitter. Oh, and maybe weed.”

“I wish,” Jaida snorts, bemused. Crystal looks so ridiculous - and weirdly adorable - standing opposite her, speaking into the figurine of the green M&M that crowns the tube of chocolate.

A moment later, the plastic toy is directly in front of Jaida’s nose, and she quite nearly goes cross-eyed looking at it. She glances back at Crystal, who is grinning at her impishly.

“Jaida! Do you have anything to add?” Crystal asks, trying - and failing - to sound like a news reporter. She sounds more like she’s on the brink of uncontrollable laughter.

“Uh… don’t smoke at work. But definitely wear more glitter, it’ll piss Bianca off when it gets everywhere.” She arches a brow, unable to stop herself from smiling at Crystal’s antics. “You gonna buy that?”

“Now that’s a campaign I can get behind. And also…” Crystal draws her arm back, clearing her throat. She doesn’t break eye contact with Jaida as she raises the M&M figurine to her face, her expression gravely serious despite the playfulness shimmering in her eyes.

“No,” she says simply and, in one swift movement, swings her hand behind her to put the M&Ms back in their display.

Except she misses, and knocks the entire display over instead.

“Shit!” Jaida yelps, running to catch the stand and push it upright again. “Careful, Crystal!”

She’s a little too late. There are tubes of M&Ms rolling across the ground now, having flown out of the display before Jaida caught it.

“Oh my god, I’m so sorry,” Crystal gasps, bending down to clean up her mess. “I hope I didn’t break anythi–”

“What’s going on here?” an unfamiliar voice snaps from a short distance away, and Jaida whirls around to see someone who might be the store manager, marching down the aisle and straight towards them. Her face is thunderous, an expression of irritation and anger so strong it could rival one of Bianca’s.

Jaida panics.

“Uhh… look over there!” she yelps, pointing in a random direction before bending to help Crystal clean up. To her utmost surprise, the trick works, and by the time the woman turns back around, they’re putting the last of the M&Ms away. The woman offers them both one last venomous glare before turning around again, and Jaida breathes a sigh of relief, returning to their trolley.

Crystal tugs at the front of it, pulling Jaida to the back of the supermarket. They dart down the aisle together, breathless with barely-stifled laughter, until Crystal is finally assured that they’re far enough away from the manager.

“Jaida!” Crystal squeals, her eyes shining as she clutches at Jaida’s arm. “‘Look over there!’ That was gold. I can’t believe she actually fell for it!”

“Child, I fully panicked,” Jaida admits, her veins still crackling with adrenaline. “But hey, somehow it actually worked! That was insane.”

Crystal swats her lightly, her face lit up in a grin. “You’re insane. That was so funny! I bet she hates us.”

“Whatever,” Jaida says dismissively, unable to stop a smile from tugging at her lips. “She didn’t come and yell at us, so I say that’s a win.”

“Yeah,” Crystal agrees, nodding seriously. “Hey, you know what– look over there!”

Jaida whirls around, startled. “What?”

Behind her, Crystal shrieks with laughter, and Jaida realises - too late - that she’s been tricked. Fooled by her own game.

She spins back around, an amused smile on her face and a smart comeback on the tip of her tongue, but the words die in her throat the second she sees Crystal.

She looks like she’s been lit up from the inside out; like her laughter bubbles up in sparkling silver and gold, breathing lively colour into her cheeks, her freckles dancing across her skin like fairy lights. She’s beautiful, when she laughs like this.

Crystal looks up, her brown eyes flickering with fragments of light. Maybe Jaida’s smile is a bit stupid, softer at the edges, because Crystal grabs her hands and grins up at her like Jaida’s smile means the entire world.

Jaida isn’t sure what happens. One of them starts snickering, and suddenly they’re giggling like schoolchildren, faces flush with warmth. Jaida can feel Crystal’s touch spread through her body like fire, crackling beneath her skin. Her heart skips a beat, maybe two, when she looks at Crystal again.

“You are so funny, Jaida,” Crystal giggles. “I can’t believe you fell for your own trick.”

Jaida huffs out a laugh. “I can’t believe it either.”

“Don’t worry,” Crystal assures her, squeezing Jaida’s hands. “It was super adorable.”

Jaida’s heart does a weird flutter in her chest that she opts to ignore. “Thanks. You are too.” She says it like it’s an offhand comment, but finds that she truly means it.

Crystal’s smile shines brighter than the moon. “Thank you,” she replies cheerfully, opening her mouth to say something else before her grip suddenly stiffens on Jaida’s hand. Jaida blinks at her in confusion as her gaze darts towards the ceiling.

“What is–”

“This is one of my favourite songs!” Crystal squeals, pulling away from Jaida and twirling past their shopping trolley. Jaida watches, amused, as Crystal begins lip-syncing in the middle of the aisle, throwing her arms out dramatically as she dances around.

“Is it One Direction?” Jaida jokes, even though she can quite clearly tell that the singer is a woman. In fact, she recognises the song: Nelly Furtado’s I’m Like a Bird. It’s fitting, for Crystal.

“Oh my god, no,” Crystal laughs, bouncing back over to her side to swat her lightly on the arm. “This is Nelly Furtado, you dingus.” She takes Jaida’s hands again, sending that now-familiar warmth shooting up Jaida’s arms, and pulls her into a haphazard twirl.

“Child–” Jaida stumbles, only just managing not to step on Crystal’s feet.

“Come dance with me!” Crystal encourages her, grinning wildly, tossing her head as the music picks up. She lets go of Jaida’s hands to return to her spinning and dancing, giving Jaida room to decide whether or not to join her.

Jaida isn’t about to remind her that they’re still in the supermarket, and that they’ve only found half of the items on Bianca’s incredibly specific list. Crystal’s excitement is a breath of fresh air; it’s infectious, and Jaida soon finds herself dancing around the aisle, side-by-side with Crystal. They’re alone, tucked away near the cat litter, and free - for the moment, at least - to be as obstructive as they want.

The mood splinters when Crystal seizes Jaida’s arm in a vice-like grip, bringing their dancing to a jarring halt.

“Look over there,” she whispers, her gaze trained on the other end of the aisle, and it takes Jaida a moment to realise that this time, she’s deadly serious. Jaida glances in the same direction and startles.

It’s the store manager again, looking ever the more like she’s just swallowed a crab. Jaida can almost see the stormcloud hanging over her head.

“Do you think she’s come to kick us out of the supermarket?” Crystal whispers, squeezing Jaida’s arm.

“I hope not,” Jaida whispers back, as the woman fixes them with a venomous glare. “If word gets back to Bianca, she’ll whoop my ass.”

“Oh, shit.”

The manager stops to talk to an employee, and Crystal takes the opportunity to dash across the aisle and grab the biggest bag of cat litter she can find. She waves Jaida over and shoves the bag into her arms; it’s heavier than Jaida expects and she grunts, struggling to get a good grip on it.

“Tic Tac shits so much, we’ll need two bags of this stuff,” Crystal proclaims loudly, right as the manager walks past. Jaida hugs the cat litter to her chest, locking eyes with the woman for the briefest of moments. Jaida can’t tell if she’s angry at them, or if her face is just permanently fixed like that.

“Afternoon, ma’am,” Jaida says awkwardly. The manager turns away with a stiff nod and continues walking without a second glance, and Jaida lets out a breath she hadn’t realised she’d been holding. She passes the cat litter back to Crystal, who nearly drops it before she unceremoniously returns it to the shelf.

“You are officially the craziest person I’ve ever met,” Jaida tells her. “Is Tic Tac even a real cat?”

“Yeah. You should meet her someday,” Crystal replies with a shiny grin. “Wasn’t that genius? She didn’t even want to talk to us after hearing about my cat’s made-up shitting problem.”

“We also could’ve greeted her politely, apologised for earlier, and let her go on her merry way, but…” Jaida shrugs. “Whatever works, I guess.”

“That’s the spirit!” Crystal says brightly. “Well, I guess we should get back to it.” She pauses. “Our actual job, I mean.”

“That would probably be a good idea,” Jaida agrees, laughing. She doesn’t think she’s had this much fun grocery shopping since she was a little kid, and the world seemed so great and wild. Crystal seems to bring that magic with her wherever she goes.

Jaida could get used to this.

“Hey, sorry I couldn’t eat lunch with you yesterday,” Crystal says, after they’ve delivered the shopping to Bianca. “I don’t have anything on today, so… maybe we could grab something to eat together?”

“Sure. I usually hang out with the models, if–”

“I have a better idea,” Crystal interrupts, her eyes shining. “The Mexican place I used to work at is just down the road, and I’d love to treat you to some of my home cuisine. If you’re interested.”

There are a lot of things going through Jaida’s head in that moment, but the first thing that comes out of her mouth is, “are you Mexican?”

Crystal laughs at her surprise. “Yeah, I’m half-Mexican, so most people don’t realise until I tell them. Or until they hear me having a conversation in Spanish. I’m not very good at speaking it, but it’s still fun to shock people like that.”

“Huh. Nice. All the Spanish I know is from watching Dora the Explorer with my little cousins.”

Crystal snickers. “Vámonos!” she says, winking, before taking Jaida’s hand in hers and leading her back to the car. It doesn’t take long for them to get to the restaurant, and Crystal links her hand with Jaida’s again as they walk through the doors.

“Welcome,” she says, gesturing expansively with her free hand. “This place is like a second home to me. Isn’t it so lovely?”

“It is,” Jaida agrees, taking in her surroundings. The restaurant is cozy, washed with warm gold lights and alive with the sound of friendly chatter. It feels homely, comfortable, and it smells amazing. Crystal falls into an easy conversation with the staff member that greets them, and she doesn’t let go of Jaida’s hand until they’re taking their seats at a table.

“Qué lugar tan encantador para una cita,” the staff member comments cheekily as he distributes their menus, and Crystal’s cheeks immediately flood with red.

“¡Ya quisiera!” she replies, looking flustered. “Estamos trabajando juntas.”

Jaida simply sits and listens despite not understanding a word; she loves the lilt of Crystal’s voice as she speaks Spanish, the gorgeously accented edge to every syllable. Crystal may not think her Spanish skills are great, but Jaida thinks she sounds beautiful.

“What was that about?” Jaida asks once the staff member has left. She’s beyond curious as to what could possibly have been said to make Crystal go red like that.

“Oh, nothing, nothing,” Crystal replies quickly, waving her away. “He just asked what we were doing here.”

“Alright…” Jaida doesn’t believe her, but she lets the subject drop. For several silent moments, they both sit reading their menus, but Jaida is distracted, her mind constantly darting back to the dappled rose of Crystal’s cheeks.

She can’t stop her gaze from returning to Crystal, who she finds is already looking back. A soft flush rises to Crystal’s cheeks when she realises Jaida has caught her staring, but neither of them look away.

And when Crystal smiles, Jaida feels herself slipping, deeper and deeper into sandy freckles and earthen eyes. They shine like fragments of honey and topaz in the hazy lights of the restaurant, and it is nothing short of mesmerising.

Jaida finally looks away when she realises she’s definitely staring. Across the table, Crystal giggles, and Jaida’s gaze snaps right back up to her face.

“You’re really pretty, you know,” Crystal says, and Jaida can’t quite tell from that sparkle in her eyes whether she’s being playful or genuine.

Maybe it’s both, she resolves, feeling a hot flush creep up her neck.

“Thank you,” she stutters. “You’re - you’re very pretty, too.” She could use a hundred different adjectives right now, but they’re muddled and heavy on her tongue, so she chooses the simplest.

Crystal offers her a dazzling smile in response. “I know.”

And now Jaida is chuckling again, all awkwardness forgotten. She’s comfortable, sitting here with Crystal, even after their odd staring contest. Jaida peruses the menu again, about to open her mouth to ask Crystal what her recommendations are, and–

Wait.

Is this a date?

The realisation descends on her like a bolt of lightning. She glances over at Crystal again, still innocently reading the menu. Her lips are quirked in the tiniest of smiles, and it’s adorable.

Jaida shakes the distracting thought away. Surely this isn’t a date. She must be overthinking it. They’re going to be working together, just the two of them, on a lot of things this week - and what’s a lunch between friends?

But she could have agreed to have lunch with Nicky and the other models, a tiny voice whispers in her head. And yet here you are, alone together in one of her favourite restaurants.

No. It’s not a date, she insists to herself, before casually clearing her throat.

“I - uh, I don’t eat Mexican much,” she says. “So I was wondering what you’d recommend?”

“Hm.” Crystal thinks for a moment, resting her chin on her hand. “I mean, we could go basic and just get nachos, or… the tostadas here are to die for, if you want to try those.” She points to a picture on the menu, and Jaida can already feel her mouth watering. “Ooh, or maybe we could have Sopa de Lima? That’s always lovely, too.”

Jaida skims the description of each dish and eventually settles on the tostadas, much to Crystal’s delight.

“This looks heavenly,” Jaida says, gesturing to the image on the menu.

Crystal grins. “Perfect! You’re easy to please.”

“What can I say? The food looks delicious. I trust your judgment, chief.”

“Oh, believe me, it is so good. You’d better leave a five-star review after this.”

“We’ll see,” Jaida says, but she knows she probably will anyways. This place is already tied up with good feelings in her mind, and she’s sure the food won’t disappoint.

She’s absolutely correct.

The tostadas look ever the more appetising in person, and they taste even better than they look. Crystal hums in appreciation as soon as she takes a bite, and Jaida meets her sparkling eyes across the table, trying not to smile around her mouthful of food.

“Holy shit, child,” Jaida says after she’s swallowed. “This is so fucking good.”

“I told you so!” Crystal looks far too pleased with herself. “This is one of my favourite places on earth. We should come back sometime.” She pauses before quickly adding, “If you want to.”

“I’d love to,” Jaida agrees.

Ooh, second date already, a voice that sounds suspiciously like Nicky whispers in Jaida’s mind. This is soulmate behaviour if I’ve ever seen it.

Shut up, Jaida replies, even though she knows she’s only talking to herself. She sneaks another glance at Crystal, who has returned to eating her food, and can’t help but think that she would go on a hundred more of these dates if she could.

Jaida hastily pushes the thought to the back of her mind, dropping her gaze before Crystal can catch her staring.

“And if it isn’t the essence of beauty herself!” A voice squeals as soon as Jaida sets foot in her apartment. She’s barely shut the door before she’s tackled in a hug.

“Heidi!” Jaida yelps, delighted. “Girl, I missed you! How was the trip?”

Heidi draws back, an enormous smile on her face. “It was amazing,” she gushes. “I got to meet Nicki Minaj! She was a little harsh, but you know, at least I can check it off the bucket list.” She laughs, taking Jaida by the elbow and sitting her at the table. “Now, let’s have a catch-up, just like the old times.”

“The old times?” Jaida can’t help but snicker. “Heidi, it’s only been two weeks.”

“Felt like years without you, Jaida darling!”

Jaida laughs as Heidi pours two glasses of wine and sits down across the table. She’s really missed her roommate - Heidi’s been away on a dance program, and the apartment has been awfully quiet and lonely without her.

“It’s nice to have you back,” Jaida tells her honestly, picking up a glass and swirling it around. “Did you buy this just today?”

“Of course! It’s a special occasion,” Heidi says, grinning. “I got it on sale at the airport.”

“Hah! We love that. Cheers.” Jaida clinks the edge of her glass with Heidi’s and takes a sip.

“Cheers,” Heidi says. “So, what’s cracking? Been having fun without me?”

“Mostly work. Bianca’s got me working with this chick named Crystal for the next week. She’s really fun, I think you’d like her.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah.” Jaida can’t seem to stop herself from smiling, but she can’t tell if it’s because Heidi’s back or because she’s talking about Crystal. “We’re just doing odd jobs together, and I thought it’d be crazy boring, but Crystal makes it really enjoyable. Today we were shopping and she pretended to interview me with M&Ms before she knocked the entire display over. And then she made up a shitting problem for her cat so the manager wouldn’t get pissed at us.”

Heidi laughs, her eyes flickering with something Jaida can’t quite read. Curiosity? Amusement?

“She sounds like a nutcase,” Heidi says, quickly adding, “but the good kind of nutcase! Like… a me kind of nutcase. The best kind.” She grins, flashing the gap between her front teeth.

“I guess she is.” Jaida giggles. “She also got me listening to One Direction, if you can believe it.” She leans across the table conspiratorially, feeling like a teenager sharing secrets in the dark. “I even sang along to one of the songs. We had, like, a party in the car on the way home.”

Okay, it wasn’t a party. But it felt like a celebration nonetheless. Jaida still remembers the electrifying delight she felt that afternoon, and her chest warms at the thought.

She catches herself smiling, perhaps a little too fondly, and takes a quick sip of her wine. Heidi is studying her curiously from across the table, dark eyes glittering with mischief.

“You like her,” Heidi comments slyly, like she’s just uncovered a big secret, and Jaida nearly chokes.

“As a friend,” she clarifies.

“No, girl, don’t even try that with me.” Heidi is still smirking devilishly. “I see it in your eyes, Jaida! The love! It’s undeniable.”

Jaida rolls her eyes, but her grip tightens on the neck of the wineglass. “Pff, child, like you know about love,” she says, trying to sound nonchalant. “You haven’t even found your own soulmate yet.”

“Who said anything about soulmates?”

Shit.

Heidi’s grin stretches impossibly wider. “Oh my god, you secretly think she’s your soulmate! I knew it! You might be onto something, I mean, seeing as she listens to One Direction–”

“She’s already tattooed,” Jaida interrupts. “She’s already got two tattoos.”

“Oh.” For the briefest of moments, Heidi looks crestfallen, before she offers Jaida a reassuring smile. “At least she can help you learn about One Direction. Then you’ll definitely impress your soulmate.”

This makes Jaida smile. “I already know all the words to the chorus of one song,” she says. “Pretty good start, don’t you think?”

“Ooh! Sing it!”

“Absolutely not.”

“I see…” Heidi grins again, the glimmer of mischief back in her eyes. “You’re reserving the sound of your beautiful angel voice for Crystal.”

Jaida rests her head in her hands. “It’s not like that, and you know it.”

“Nah, I think I’m right.” Heidi slams her fist on the table emphatically. “I know you, Jaida. You never cared about soulmates. You just like Crystal.”

Jaida digs around in her brain for a sharp retort, but she draws a blank. Instead, all she can remember is the warmth in her chest when she laughed with Crystal near the cat litter, the feeling of Crystal’s soft palm in hers on the way to lunch, and her silent, secret hope that that really was a date.

“I swear, you and Nicky have a one-track mind,” she says with a long-suffering sigh, shoving the confusing mess of feelings away. She can’t help but wonder why all her friends are so dead-set on her being with Crystal. Has she been single that long?

Or is she just that obvious?

Heidi nods approvingly. “She’s a smart one, that Nicky. You should listen to her more often.”

“Well, she’s wrong about this,” Jaida huffs stubbornly, “and so are you.”

Heidi raises a knowing eyebrow.

“She’s my coworker!” Jaida insists. “And I guess my friend, too, after today. But seriously, y’all are lunatics.”

“Speak for yourself,” Heidi laughs.

Jaida swats her playfully across the arm, but her stomach is churning. What if Heidi and Nicky are right? What if that tickle between her ribs in the supermarket, the electricity in the air at lunch– what if that all meant something?

No. Jaida is not going to get into it. Crystal is her coworker. Crystal is tattooed. Crystal can never be hers, and Jaida isn’t about to introduce awkwardness to what is looking like it could be a great friendship.

“Tell me about your dance trip,” she says to Heidi, who raises a knowing brow as Jaida downs the rest of her wine in one go. To Jaida’s relief, Heidi doesn’t push the issue, and begins launching into a captivating story about Nicki Minaj and kale. Jaida sits back and tries her best to listen attentively, but her mind is still a whirlwind of brown eyes and freckles.

Jaida is consumed by thoughts of Crystal for the rest of the evening.

It takes her straight back to her college days with Jan, and the gradual fall she felt with Gigi. Except this time, Jaida feels like she’s been hit by a freight train. In only two days, she’s gone from humming One Direction songs on her way home to being overwhelmed by thoughts and feelings and utter confusion.

Stop being so dramatic, she scolds herself. You’re just overthinking it. You’re not in love with her or anything.

Then why does everyone think otherwise?

No. She’s just nice, and fun, and she’s a great friend.

As much as Jaida tries to convince herself, she knows it isn’t true. She’s been fighting this all day. Heidi’s affectionate teasing was the straw that broke the camel’s back and forced Jaida to finally admit it.

Not that she’d ever say so out loud, of course. She’d never hear the end of it.

Nicky, Heidi and Jackie would gang up and create some ploy for Crystal to show me her collarbone, Jaida thinks to herself. And it would be embarrassing for all of us, especially if I’m right, and Crystal’s soul tattoos are really the ones on her arms. And then it’d be so awkward, she’d never want to talk to me again.

Okay, no. Jaida stops herself there. It might have only been two days, but she’s already sure that Crystal’s not that type of person.

Crystal’s the girl who sings loudly along to One Direction in the car. She’s the girl who held Jaida’s hands and laughed with her in the corner of the supermarket like they were the only ones there. She’s not the kind of girl who would just ditch Jaida over one awkward situation, Jaida’s sure of it.

Or at least, she hopes so. She’s only known Crystal a couple of days - perhaps to her, this is just a fun week-long project. Perhaps she never intends to see Jaida again after this.

The thought makes Jaida’s heart ache. A week is barely enough time to spend with Crystal, to get to know what makes her laugh, or for them to go on that second date to the Mexican restaurant.

Second date. There she goes again, calling it a date.

Was it a date?

The thought still plagues her like a thorn in her side. She can’t tell if it was just a kind sentiment, or if Crystal was genuinely asking her out. The lines between colleague and friend already became so blurred today - what if Crystal was blurring them further into flirtatiousness?

This is too much. Jaida sits on the edge of her bed, her head falling into her hands. How could she let this happen? She was going to focus on her work, she was going to make all her dreams come true - she was going to be incredible. But now, all she’s done is fall into a tangle of messy emotions that she never asked for, with a coworker she’s only just met. All her steadfast focus has gone out of the window, and Jaida feels like a fool.

She sighs, reaching for her phone - there’s no harm in listening to a bit of music before she sleeps. She finds herself putting on Chaka Khan’s I Feel For You album before she realises what she’s doing, and soon enough, the familiar opening melody of Through the Fire is echoing through the room.

Jaida relaxes, swathed by the music, letting the soulful lyrics thread through her heart, lulling her into peacefulness.

You tell me you’re gonna play it smart

We’re through before we start

But I believe that we’ve only just begun

It feels just a little bit too real, hits Jaida a little too close to home. But it’s still soothing - reassuring, almost. She finds herself getting to her feet, toes pressing into soft carpet, and she begins to dance.

Through the fire

To the limit, to the wall

For a chance to be with you

I’d gladly risk it all

She dances around her room, carried by the music, gentle melodies and soulful lyrics threading their way through every fibre of her being. In this moment, all she sees is Crystal: she sees the way she smiled when they raced through the aisles of the supermarket, sees the way her hair billowed over her shoulders as she twirled and danced and laughed.

Through the fire

Through whatever, come what may

For a chance at loving you

I’d take it all the way

Jaida spins on her toes, pressing her back to her wardrobe door and pretending the cool metal of its handle is Crystal’s soft palm. She is so wrapped up in her fantasy that she swears she can feel Crystal’s breathy laugh against her neck and the brush of her cerulean hair on her shoulders. It’s almost as though she’s back in the supermarket, when Crystal took her hand and spun her around.

Pulled along by the music, Jaida takes another delicate step, imagining that Crystal’s fingers are twined with her own. When she blinks, she sees the flash of Crystal’s jewel-bright eyes. Jaida can count every freckle dusting her cheeks. She reaches up, pretends she can brush her hand along Crystal’s jaw, pull her soft mouth closer–

“Ooh, girl,” comes a voice from the doorway, dripping in some devious mixture of amusement and pity. Jaida whips around to meet none other than Heidi, her lips painted in a smug smirk. “You have officially lost it.”

Jaida hand flies to her chest, just below her tattoo, where she can feel the erratic hammering of her heart against the ribs. Her entire body is blossoming with warmth, but Jaida can’t tell whether it’s from the embarrassment, or from the fresh bud that’s rooted itself in her chest.

She groans, flopping back onto her bed.

“You know I hate it when you’re right.”

“Sorry, I can’t help being so incredibly smart,” Heidi replies lightly. Jaida feels the mattress dip as Heidi sits down beside her. “Are you doing alright, Jai?”

“I don’t even know,” Jaida sighs. She pulls a pillow over her face, partly so she doesn’t have to feel Heidi’s quiet sympathy and partly because she really wants to scream. “You can say ‘I told you so,’” she mumbles from beneath the pillow.

“Naw, you already know that,” Heidi laughs. “It’ll be okay, Jaida. Do you wanna talk about it?” Reaching over, she lifts the pillow from Jaida’s face, and Jaida reluctantly lets her take it.

She’s silent for a long moment before she says, “I don’t know what to tell you.”

“Then…” Heidi pauses, thinking. “Just talk about whatever - it doesn’t have to be about you. Tell me about Crystal, or what y’all did today, or something. Just let all your feelings out.”

“I - okay.” Jaida blinks at Heidi gratefully before pulling herself into a seated position. “Crystal… she just has so much heart, Heidi. She could fill a room with that smile.” She pauses, thinking. “She took me to her favourite Mexican place for lunch and introduced me to her favourite foods. She’s really passionate about everything - her artwork, her culture, her music.”

“One Direction,” Heidi giggles, and Jaida nods, a genuine smile tugging at her lips.

“Child, she cannot sing to save her life, but somehow it’s still amazing anyways,” Jaida says. “She just seems to love life, you know? She’s always so happy. And she’s always wearing a million necklaces, or belting along to One Direction in the car, and she’s got this… this electric blue hair, and freckles.” And tattoos. “She’s really pretty, Heidi.”

Heidi’s face softens. “You’re really smitten, aren’t you?” She murmurs, taking Jaida’s hand and holding it gently. “She must be really special. You’ll have to introduce us someday - I wanna meet the girl who’s stolen my Jaida’s heart!”

“I will,” Jaida promises, smiling. “Nicky and Jackie want me to take her to a strip club. You can come along.”

Heidi shrieks with laughter. “Did Nicky suggest that? See, I told you she has good ideas!”

“Bitch, please, it’s a terrible idea.” Jaida huffs out a laugh. “Besides, I don’t even know if Crystal will want to keep hanging out with me after this week.”

Heidi’s face softens. “What gave you that idea? You said she took you out to lunch. Sounds to me like she wants to get to know you.”

“I don’t know. Maybe she’s this nice to everyone she works with.”

“Stop doubting yourself, Jai,” Heidi says, swatting her lightly on the arm. “You’re so classy and fun. She’d be an idiot to stop being friends with you.”

Jaida sighs, burying her face in her hands. “I just don’t know what to do.” How could she let herself get like this? She had promised herself she was going to keep this professional. That she was going to do her job and do it right.

And yet, here she is, an emotional mess over a girl she’s barely known for two days.

When she opens her eyes again, Heidi is staring at her with a strange sense of melancholy.

“Don’t worry about that for now,” Heidi soothes her. “Just talk to me. You’ve loved people that weren’t your soulmate before - how is this different?”

“Jan and Gigi were my friends,” Jaida sighs. “With Crystal - there are boundaries I shouldn’t cross. It’s work. You don’t talk about soulmates, or dating, or whatever at work. Especially not with your brand-new colleague.”

“Okay, yeah, that’s fair,” Heidi agrees. “But you can still become friends with Crystal, and talk about it with her after the show.”

“Yeah.” Jaida swallows thickly. “That’s… a good idea.”

“It’s what I’m here for,” Heidi says, flashing a shiny grin. “Heidi-gives-advice-y, at your service.”

Jaida laughs, reaching over to wrap Heidi in a hug. “Thanks.”

“You’re most welcome. And, uh, Jaida?” Heidi draws back from the hug, staring sheepishly into her lap. “Sorry for teasing you about this earlier.”

“It’s cool. You were right, anyways.”

It feels nice to have someone to admit that to. Jaida has spent the entire day ignoring butterflies and electric flushes, and acknowledging them feels like a weight has been lifted from her shoulders.

“I’m always right,” Heidi agrees, “is there anything else you wanna talk about?”

Jaida thinks for a moment before she shakes her head. “I think I’m gonna try and sleep.”

“Okay. Night, Jai,” Heidi says, wrapping Jaida in another hug before she gets to leave. “Good chat. Let me know how things go, ’kay?”

“Sure thing. Thanks, Heidi.”

“Goodnight!” Heidi smiles at her, warm and reassuring, before she shuts the door with a quiet click and Jaida is left alone.

The music is still playing quietly from the nightstand - it’s This is My Night now, and Jaida can’t help but think back to the car ride in the morning. It feels like so much has changed since then.

But it hasn’t, Jaida realises, absentmindedly running her fingers through her curly hair. The only thing that changed is that you realised what you were feeling.

She sighs, turning the music and her lamp off, plunging the room into an eerie, dark silence.

All she has to do now is get through the rest of the week.

She crawls into bed, hoping to sleep and clear her mind. Instead, she lies there for what feels like hours, tossing and turning, her eyes open in the darkness. All she can see is blue.

Crystal is blue like the soothing kiss of water, but she turns Jaida to red fire, scarlet lightning sizzling through her veins. Even now, with all of her blankets kicked to one side, Jaida still feels stifled, too big for her skin, too warm for slumber. The memory of every perfect smile sets her chest alight, crackling with hungry flames.

Fuck. She’s really got it bad.

She hates herself for feeling these things, hates Crystal for not getting out of her head. But as hard as she tries, Jaida can’t push the images of her away.

So she lets herself wonder, briefly, if Crystal has found her soulmate yet. The tattoos on her arms are beautiful, mysterious, and whoever picked them wasn’t Jaida.

The stupid, the fearless part of Jaida imagines that none of those are Crystal’s soul tattoos. That instead, the one mark woven with magic is on her collarbone, just above her heart. Jaida tries to envision the beautiful Arabic words on Crystal’s skin, but the image makes her heart twist in such a way that she hastily shoves it aside.

It’s such a slim possibility, anyways. Jaida knows it’s stupid to let herself hope.

She rolls over, her soul tattoo burning against her skin, and finally slips into a restless, uneasy sleep. Even in her dreams, all she sees is blue.

#rpdr fanfiction #jaida essence hall #crystal methyd #heidi n closet #crystal x jaida #fluff #lesbian au #soulmate au #diversity fic #black girl magic fic #one direction to your heart #cheetah #concrit welcome #s12

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Let Her Go | Rynate | 09/20

Who: Nate Lynn, Rysan Fabray @ryansfabray

When: September 20

Notes: Heartbreak. Just, pure adulterated heartbreak on all sides.

Ryan

Ryan didn’t need the week. After her conversation with Jo and Noah, Ryan knew exactly where her mind was at. When she pushed her way into the apartment, her stomach flipped and her heart starting beating a mile a minute. She still couldn’t comprehend how much and how fast things have changed within a week. Perhaps she wasn’t as okay as she pretended to be and it was crazy how well she fooled everyone around her, including herself. She found Nate standing in the kitchen, staring into the fridge and she watched for a second before making herself known. She could see the stress she put him under and she hated herself for it. “Sir?” She asked as she leaned against the door frame leading into the kitchen.

Nate

He was still a mess, but when he looked up at the sound of the door, he did what he could to hide it. He shut the fridge and turned towards her. "Yes, Ryan?" he asked, the title off her lips like another dagger in his heart. He literally had no idea what was coming, but his body seemed to lean against the counter in an effort to prepare for the worst.

Ryan

Ryan snapped back. Who knew hearing her own name would hurt so much. It made her want to change her mind about everything. To put her collar back on and fall at his feet. But she knew that would only prolong the inevitable. Her hands were shaking and her heart racing. This was the lowest she’d felt in a long time. She hated that she was proving everyone right about her claim to Nate. She hated that she was the one who was causing all of this drama and turmoil. So before she lost her nerve, she took a deep breath and said the words she’d been dreading all day. “I‘m leaving.”

Nate

He had no idea how long he was holding his breath for, but hearing those words hit him like a cannon ball right in the gut. "You're...leaving," he repeated, mostly to keep himself grounded to the moment. He scoffed a few times, trying to keep himself as calm as possible. The fact was - he wasn't making her happy. And he wanted her happy. He was just going to let her walk away, but instead told her to wait and went into his room to grab her collar that he put back in it's box. He returned, setting it next to her. "It's yours. Sell it, throw it away, whatever ya want," he said with another sigh. "Look, I ain't gonna beg ya to stay," he began, "if ya ain't happy, ya ain't happy. And that's all I've ever wanted for ya, Ryan. Since we were 15. But...I need to know what I did. I need to know, what I did that made ya so unhappy."

Ryan

Ryan wasn’t sure what what Nate’s reaction was going to be, so she braced for the worst. When he merely mimicked her words she nodded to confirm. There was a moment where she thought that was it but when he came back with her collar, that’s what really crippled her. She looked at it but didn’t take it just yet. There was still so much for them to talk about. “You didn’t do anything,” she replied plainly. “I wanted submitting to be enough, I thought it was enough. I thought you were enough.” Those words sounded harsher than she intended so she followed them with an explanation. “You weren’t enough for me but that isn’t your fault. I’m just not fulfilled in my life currently. I don’t think I’ll be able to submit to anyone again, that was only for you. But I think I might be happier as a Domme.” She scoffed and laughed sarcastically. “I guess Russell was right about me after all.”

Nate

"So why now?" he asked, shaking his head, "It's been almost a year. And this really feels like 'all of a sudden.' I mean, is there someone else?" he asked, knowing that was blunt but also felt it was a fair question. When she said he wasn't enough - even with her caveat - it still made his eyes start to water. He wanted to point out she'd submitted to Mike on at least a couple occasions, but that wasn't worth the argument it would bring up. "First of all," he said as she finished, "He has never been right. And regardless of what's happenin' right now with y'all and me, that doesn't make him right. I just hope this all isn't comin' out cos he's gonna be here tomorrow."

Ryan

Ryan couldn’t help but roll her eyes at his question, as if any one person could be responsible for this, but she sighed and offered her explanation. “Because if I was able to pull that stunt I did last week. Disregarding all of the rules and intentionally disrespecting you, that means I don’t really respect you as my Dominant. Which means that this claim shouldn’t continue.” She bit at her bottom lip, eyes watering. “This has nothing to do with Russell. If anything, staying in a claim protects me from him. Which is why I’m going to ask you to let me be selfish for a little while longer.”

Nate

He knew that much was true - she didn't respect him. "Nah I guess not," he said simply, wiping his eyes. "But ya know what, since this is the end, there are some things I gotta say. Y'all humiliated me, Ryan. It was utterly humiliatin' to not know where ya were or who ya were with. Or to let someone take your phone and be a complete disrespectful ass. Y'all were collared and he just acted like I was the one bein' ridiculous. And since we're on that subject - I was always afraid of this. I told ya that I was, that I was afraid this isn't reallywhat y'all wanted and ya made me feel like I was being paranoid and like I didn't trust ya. Can't ya understand how that makes me feel right now? Given all ya know bout me?" he said, sighing again. "What do ya mean? Selfish how?"

Ryan

This was tearing Ryan up inside but she needed to keep herself together. There was no argument she could have given him to convince him of anything other than what he was feeling. “You’re right. Perhaps you just saw that clearer than I did because I really was sure that y’all were wrong about that.” She paused and dropped her head for a moment. “I’m sorry y’all were humiliated and that he disrespected you. But I can’t say I’m sorry for what I did. Cause then I wouldn’t have had this realization.” Her lip quivered and she avoided his eyes. “I’m sorry.” Ryan was starting to lose it, so she pinched the inside of her palm to keep herself grounded. She almost didn’t want to ask for her favor but knew if she didn’t there’d be hell to pay. “Selfish by asking you to hold off on announcing this until after parents week. By pretending that everything is fine until Russell leaves.”

Nate

At least she saw his side. But god, could she be anymore profession about this? Yeah, he knew Ryan well enough to know she was just trying to keep it together, but is still felt like she was just trying to get it over with. When she quit looking at him, he held in his own breath at the intensity of it all. He groaned at her request - was she seriously trying to kill him? "Look, we can wait to tell the heads and dissolve it - that's fine. Does that mean ya gonna stay here?" he asked, actually half hopin' she would say no. He wasn't sure he could live that kinda a lie, especially in front of his family while they were here.

RyanY

Ryan was startled when he groaned, the sudden movement causing her to blink and tears to fall. She wiped them away as quickly as she could. The fucked up part was that she knew he would agree to whatever she asked of him because that’s just who he was. “I know it would be easier for both of us if I didn’t, but we can’t act like anything is amiss. He’s got eyes everywhere.” She sighed and finally met his eyes. “I’ll stay in my room with the door closed when I’m here. And pack up my things while I’m here.” Ryan steppes forward ever so slightly, wanting to embrace him in some kind of way but thought against it. “I really am sorry that I hurt y’all,” she finally mustered through a broken sob.

Nate

Another sigh and his hand running over his face while he knew she was right. “Fine,” he agreed reluctantly, “but this week changes nothin. I can’t have ya toyin with me, Ryan. I can’t have ya standin here tellin me ya don’t want me anymore, then cos y’all are here for a week and around me and it’s easier that ya change ya mind. If this is what ya want - if ya want out, then ya take it now,” he said being as clear as he could. This week was gonna be hard enough without his emotions being toyed with. He soften a little at the sob from the girl who he’d cared for for so long. “I know ya are,” he said, “I promise, I know.”September 22, 2020

Ryan

"Thank you." There was no reason for Nate to be so generous with her, but she wasn't going to question it. It just meant that it kept her safe from Russell for at least another week. She knew as soon as he found out it would be hunting season again. "I know that I messed up, but I've never been wishy-washy," she snapped back. "I promise this is the decision I'm sticking with." She sighed, her features softening again. "I think I'm going to go back and stay with Jo tonight though, and I'll be back in the morning." She paused and looked back at him. "I'm sorry."

Nate

Nate's wet eyes grew slanted as he heard the girl's voice get harsh. "Y'all ain't really in the position to be barkin' at me, Ryan. You've put me in a crappy position so I'm allowed to have questions and concerns about what's happenin'," he pointed out bluntly. He wanted to mention she also promised to stay with him, but felt like getting into a blow out fight was not going to help the situation. "Alright, if ya say so," he said, basically giving up. He hated this feeling. Part of him felt like he should fight for her, but it was clear by her words and actions that she wasn't willing to fight as well. Which meant this wasn't going to go anywhere if both sides weren't ready to fight. "I know ya are," he said again, "But your sorrys don't mean a whole lot right now."

Ryan

There really wasn't much else to say. She couldn't fault Nate for being mad. It was just unfortunate that her apologies weren't being taken seriously, because she would never apologize to him again. "Yeah, alright." Then without another word, she turned on her heel and walked out of the apartment. She managed to keep it together long enough to get back to Jo's place, where she fell apart in her sister's arms.

#para #p ryan #let her go

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ultraclops · 4 years ago

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Semi-live Blogging: Return of the Mao Mao Episodes

Before we start, is it just me or is the animation like 10x smoother than it usually is? Also like I said with Nakey, there’s a lot more good expressions too!

Lucky Ducky Mug

Adorabat drinks from sippy cup like baby

"What, Mao Mao's ridiculous mug?" says Badgerclops, holding a cheap plastic big gulp cup he probably got from the grocery store.

How did Adorabat not notice the Lucky Ducky sticker on the Aerocycle

"Don't touch it" (Badgerclops proceeds to slam the table to move it) Ah Badgerclops, ever the contrarian

I'M SORRY DID MAO MAO BLOW THE ROOF OFF OF HQ BY SCREAMING

I love the way Mao says "PROFESSIONAAAL SILENCEEE"

Badgerclops trying to make his mouth disappear and failing made me scream with laughter

Are they seriously reducing Ratarang to 'the funny lil Italian guy'? C’mon guys you’re better than this

Wait why do they think Kevin is Adorabat?? They've seen Adorabat multiple times?? "But they're both blue!" You FOOL Kevin is TEAL there's a difference

Everybody gangsta til Mao Mao's ears start speaking morse code

They're doing surprisingly good silent but it's probably not gonna be that way very long.

Thank you, Lucky Ducky Mug, for catering to my niche interest in characters with neon outlines on black backgrounds.

Mao Mao thinking: Normal thoughts

Badgerclops thinking: Musical-esque singing

Adorabat thinking: Literally just heavy metal

The Sweetypies seriously think they're just playing a really intense game of charades huh,,,

(Mao jabs BC in the stomach with the fire net) HAHA GET REKT

The scene with Badgerclops trying to give Mao Mao Penny's mug is the funniest shit in the world I couldn't stop laughing...or maybe I'm just sleep-deprived

So the Sky Pirates are so similar compared to the Sheriff's Dept. that they can think perfectly in sync? That's cool

SKY PIRATES SONG SKY PIRATES SONG

Why is Snugglemagne throwing a random tea party & why did he only invite the Sheriff's Dept.

Yep there goes the plan. Both of their plans.

Am I going crazy or did the skin on Mao Mao's mouth tear apart like it was sewn shut?! Also yay they're talking again

"It's not gonna stop charging, so I'm just gonna let it explooode..." Mood

"What about the mega laser tube made by mega Losers?" Fsfhkfh

Hey, everyone learned something new from this experience! Are the Sky Pirates gonna try that Hive Mind tactic from now on?

Awww, they fixed his mug with gold - GOD DAMN IT I KNEW THERE WAS A CATCH!!

Lonely Kid

(Sighs) ...I said (SIGHS)

"I literally can't relate to that problem at all." says Badgerclops, who joined a gang because he wanted people to like him.

Shin just dropped off Mao Mao at a summer camp and expected him to make friends? Why does this feel like the plot of Camp Camp

I'm sorry the Mao clan has a freaking PARTY AERO-BUS??

NOO GERALDINE

That BGM is DEFINITELY an extended version of "I Love You, Mao Mao" and I want the lyrics NOW

So Bao was literally just a stray that Mao took home?? Would make sense as to why he wasn't trained

I have a feeling the Flimborg is some sort of sacred being the townspeople worship for some reason

How in the hell did Mao tie that guy up and why didn't he bother to untie him

HOW'D HE SET THE ROCKS ON FIRE USING PAINT

"And then you become frien-" "BEES. IN THE EYES."

"Everyone knows bees are our friends!" "Uh, actually, they were wasps." "Friends to no-one!" Usually I'd agree with BC, but I read an article about someone befriending a wasp and her babies so.

So the Mao clan's just known as the "Golden Cat Family Up The Hill?" Huh. I thought they’d have more recognition, especially since Shin says he went to that same summer camp at the beginning.

Man those kids are jackasses

"Say hi to your mommy!" "I would if she was here..." Excuse me wHAT

Noo don't cry baby boi - tHEN BAO JUST TACKLES HIM ASFHDKDL

"Go away! I don't feel like laughing right now!"

Look. You can see the EXACT point Mao developed his adult personality

I know Mao Mao means well but that is gonna go terribly wrong.

"I AM A HERO! I WILL BE LOVED!!" Okay first of all OUCH, second of all THAT IS PAIN

This monster empty, YEET

Awww it was just a sweet little puppy-ish monster...and it was his BIRTHDAY

"Hi, Aunt Gloria!" (Pulls out pitchfork) BETRAYAL

He didn't feel bad about ruining the festival because he made a friend doing it I 💞💞💝💝💗💗

Thanks for that 'different times' comment cuz I don't want kids thinking being beat is normal.

"Just like you found me...and I'm your best friend!" Tbh I thought she was gonna say 'Me and Badgerclops' & that would make a lot more sense

Why are they fighting over who's his best friend they're obviously BOTH his best friends

I'm sorry did Badgerclops just call Adorabat a "little mutant"?? ARE THE SWEETYPIES MUTANTS??

Awww his friends love him sm...and he feels so loved too...💓💓💗💗💕💕

Try Hard

No one gives a shit about Pinky being kidnapped lol

"K for Copyright Infringement"

"You'll never be like me!" Oof a little harsh maybe?

"You've gotta learn to be your own kind of hero, in your own special way!" So THAT'S where it's from

"You just gotta...try hard." Hey, title drop!

Ngl the moment Mao Mao said "Badgerclops take the shot" I immediately thought of The Confession 3 by TomSka

"Up in a tree, little old me, about to do something...UGLY..." 7-year-old me sniping people on Halo 3 like

Why is he shooting them with gelatin tho? ...oh. Oh THAT'S why.

Tbh if I didn't have subtitles on I would've thought BC was saying "beep boop"

This badger and cat empty, YEET

Adorabat walking into the Skyship with only a walkie-talkie is giving me some sort of vibes...OH, Silent Hill! Or Tattletail

WHOOP HIS ASS SWEETIE

"Mao Mao would hide the body!" Very unsubtle there, wonder how it got past censors

"Ratarang, say something!" "Pasketti?" "THAT'S THE BRAT!"

Wait a sec, they can just use Badgerclops' arm to power the ship? Why didn't they try that in CapturedClops?

"Good thing my head is in here cuz I'm a-scared of heights!" Ramaraffe. Whose whole schtick is making herself taller. Is acrophobic?

"Because she's Sheriff's Department, that's how! >:3" "Also y'all tend to be pretty incompetent >X/"

Why does she keep trying to use the elevator when she can fly? Nvm she climbed up Badgerclops' arm

"Ooooh I'm also hereeee"

"JERK BUTT"

Why is the Omega Field just a bunch of broken glass? And why doesn't she just step around it?

"I can fly!" "She can fly!" "SHE FORGOT?!" Ooh that's why

"You're the best thing to ever happen to a bat like me." 💝💝💕💕💓💓

Wait she's talking through the walkie-talkie and her molts are there but she isn't there where is she?

Oh she was freeing the other two from the gelatin. No wonder Mao Mao almost threw up, it was bug flavored.

GET HIS ASS, HONEY!! ADORASLAP!!

I hope that 'Nah' means Adorabat's realized she needs to be herself instead of her just rejecting her individuality like I think it is.

Scared Of Puppets

Oh, so this takes place after Sleeper Sofa! Praying it's a fix-it episode...

"DISCARD ANYTHING THAT DOESN'T BRING YOU JOY!!" Fuckin Marie Kondo up in here

Oh no PTSD flashbacks. He's scared of them cuz one's head landed on his lap as a kid? Understandable have a nice day.

Who tf collapsed into a sobbing heap on the floor then leaps back up and insists they're fine? Mao Mao, apparently.

Hairless ape? Is that what they call humans or are they something different in general?

"TAKE ALL MY MONEY!!" What did BC want an antique puppet for if he had no idea Mao was scared of them...

Mr. Din Dandalib!

"I...(eye twitch) love him too..."

IM SORRY DID HE FUCKING THROW UP OUT OF FEAR...holy SHIT

If I scared my friend and they threw up I would simply never do that again. RIP to Badgerclops but I'm different

(Badgerclops makes concrete blocks around the pothole) "Why didn't you just fill in the pothole??" "I AM TRYING MY BEST!!"

"I SIGNED YOUR DUMB CAST, NOW LEAVE!!"

...Illegal house plants? ...like marijua-

That was literally just that one video where a guy knocked out another guy in a mask jumping out of a trash can...

So it's a CPR class...AND a hair-styling class? How

I stg the moment Badgerclops walked in the door I knew he was carrying Mr. Din Danalin I SWEAR

"You're 10." "BUT I'M 6??" JFC Shin doesn't know his own son's age AND is partially responsible for his pupaphobia. And I called it on Mao Mao being six in the flashbacks

OH WIG

Can someone take the footage of the Annex exploding and add the ReviewTechUSA intro over it please

"How many Adult Learning Annexes have to be destroyed before you admit you're scared of puppets?!" is extremely funny without context

(Mao punches the wall cuz hes mad at himself for being scared) Kinkinkinkinki

How does one forget to drink milk

Oh shit the scene from the promo...

Yay he's starting to feel less scared - wait NVM it JUST STARTED TALKING??

OG SGUTVKC FGCJ OG SHKR OF DJCN JKKKKK

Oh it was just a dream - er, nightmare. FIRST NIGHTMARE SEQUENCE OF THE SERIES!

"I just gotta get my socks on...wait, I wear socks, right?" Dud e you wear NOTHING BUT A BELT...

"I KNEW SELLING THOSE HAIRLESS APE DOLLS WOULD ATTRACT DARK FORCES"

"There’s a lot of pu-" "PUBLIC DANGER"

Those puppets are alive I stg

"I'M A BIG BOI..."

Awwww she said what he told her at the beginning of the episode!

"I'M AFRAID OF PUPPETS" TITLE DROP YET AGAIN

Adorabat takes after Badgerclops sometimes I swear

Oooh shit sequel hook - oh NVM it was Badgerclops voice acting - NVM Mao Mao passed out. Dang

The Perfect Couple

Watermelon time babyyy

TRANSFORMATION TIME BABYYYY

Ah so he wanted to perfectly cut a watermelon in half, that's why he got so many?

"I need (counts on fingers) 600 more watermelons!" glad to see I'm not the only one who counts on my fingers

Why would Penny and Benny need 600 watermelons for their wedding? Also I called it on Penny & Benny being the couple

Mao Mao has to officiate the wedding? I thought priests did that

Please don’t throw up again Mao Mao

"I WILL BUY YOU A BAG TO HOLD YOUR STUFF..."

"A nondescript sack!!" Dude he just taking out the trash...

Nvm its just laundry

"I WILL TURN THIS BUSH AROUND"

Oh so THAT'S what Ramaraffe thought Kevin was Adorabat

"Why don't you buy me cake and do my laundry?" Are you implying you wanna marry Mao Mao, Badgerclops 👀

I lov Mao Mao's faces in this scene he legit looks like a bishouen anime protagonist

Nvm no transformation it's just his wedding outfit

Why did they invite Orangusnake and Boss Hosstritch to the wedding tho? What about when they hid in their moving truck and used their electricity - wait Badgerclops technically did that last one, nvm

Wait THEY DIDN'T TALK TO EACH OTHER BEFORE THE WEDDING?? What a perfect couple huh

Is Mao Mao having hallucinations just gonna be a regular thing now....

IS PENNY SERIOUSLY GONNA MARRY ORANGUSNAKE OUT OF SPITE ASFSDGFUK

Why did Mao Mao say "melons" in a Spanish accent I'm scared

"They're both terrible, so what does it matter if they get hitched or not?" They're definitely gonna change their minds now

"She lied because she wanted to protect his feelings! And he lied because he couldn't bear to hurt her!" Isn't that just the plot of The Truth Stinks?

OH SHIT HE CUT ORANGUSNAKE IN HALF HOLY FUCK

He made Orangusnake officiate the wedding as punishment lol

Why are they,,,stepping on the watermelons?? Damn right Badgerclops I'd cry over that too

"What's, uh, your credit score like?" "850. Why, is that good?" "It's perfect..." HE WANTS TO MARRY MAO MAO NOW ASDFHKL

#semi live blogging #semi-live blogging #//long post #// long post

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punkscowardschampions · 5 years ago

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Rio & Buster

Rio: [Showing up at ur function like 'sup] Rio: You look good Buster: Yeah Buster: You look better Rio: Naturally Rio: 😜 Buster: Competitively more like Buster: & You win, I can't top the outfit Buster: There's everything else still to play for though Rio: Be very impressed if you had a sheer sparkle look Rio: even in your wardrobe Rio: Very true Rio: how many drinks are you in, how hard am I catching up Buster: I do but I was saving it to show the Yanks that not every Brit is a boring fucker Buster: You never sent me the memo that you wanted to couple co-ord Buster: Been a pretty dry night so far Rio: 😂 I'll allow it Rio: got a lot of stereotypes to combat there, specially 'cos you sound like a Hugh Grant character Rio: Need to fix that asap or I'll win again Rio: basically did a whole 🍾 getting ready Rio: what you want? Buster: Better than sounding like one the hookers he gets caught with, I guess Buster: Well when you basically don't wear anything there's loads of time to drink instead, yeah? Buster: Didn't wake up or just walk out like this Buster: I'll have to neck a 🍾 too then, my resolution ain't to start losing, like Rio: Nah, he was pretty cute back in the day, sis got her 💰 and got to tap that Rio: Oi fuck right off Rio: you know this takes time and you know I look good Rio: You really gonna ask for bottle service, yeah Rio: ain't made of money and sure the 🍾 grandda stocks ain't gonna be up to your standards 😏 Buster: I already told you how good you look Buster: & You already know I'm gonna be asking a lot of you tonight, babe Buster: But alright, surprise me then Rio: Yeah Rio: I know, don't I look good to go too? Rio: [getting that drank, gonna take forever] Buster: Yeah Buster: When you wanna borrow my jacket so you don't need to let the pub know all our secrets, let me know Rio: Such a gentleman Rio: see how long that lasts Buster: Less time than it'll take for you to bring me a drink Rio: it's new years, what did you expect Rio: be patient, babe Buster: My expectations ain't centred around the bar Buster: Neither's my impatience Rio: Know that too Rio: I want you as frustrated as possible Buster: As frustrated as you are Buster: So competitive, babe Rio: Maybe Rio: like you said, ain't no hiding in this dress so you'll find out soon enough Buster: Not soon enough Buster: But I'll try and be patient like you want Rio: it is packed in here Rio: good excuse to get pretty close behind me Buster: & A gentleman would never let you carry all those drinks yourself so I have to be close by, however long it takes Buster: [shamelessly does stand there because it is a good idea & excuse] Rio: [when you don't even try to talk 'cos loud and a mood to just be enjoying this] Buster: [they never get to be physical let them have it for as long as they can] Rio: [just lowkey 'dancing' alright we see you] Buster: [such a mood] Rio: [getting drinks finally] Rio: You are no gentleman Buster: [when you don't even want the drink lowkey cos having a moment] Buster: I said it wouldn't last Rio: I don't care Rio: 'long as you make something else happen Buster: I can make that last as long as you want Buster: We've got all night Rio: Got 'til 12 anyway Rio: Cinderella rules Buster: Fuck that Buster: We've established I'm no Prince Charming Buster: We've got til I have to go to the airport Buster: & I want every second Rio: [just looking at him like WANT] Buster: You can't look at me like that & they stay where you are Buster: *then Rio: Can't I? Rio: If that were true, you'd do something about it Buster: [comes over to her & whispers what he wants to do in her ear because can't be doing any of it in front of any of y'all] Rio: ['least when she makes unholy noise in response no one hearing] Buster: [control your facial expression though boy cos its one thing to whisper to your cousin in a loud pub its another to then be giving looks when you're still standing closer than you should be] Rio: [when Grace or someone pulls you away to dance so you gotta but at least you can shamelessly put on a show] Buster: [when you're living for that but have to be subtle about the fact your eyes are glued to her the whole time, finding someone to 'talk' to so you can look over their shoulder at it etc all that bullshit] Rio: [living 'cos you know you a bad bitch] Buster: [at least he don't have to pretend to her he ain't looking anymore just gotta keep it from everyone else] Rio: [bathroom break, when the pub ones would be packed so you can go to the flat without it being like what you doing 'cos #famperks] Rio: Give it long enough they forget I'm still up here and come Buster: [let's say one of the fam brings him a drink when he's about to go so even though he downs it someone else beats him to the bathroom cos whoever gave him the drink is chatting to him about america cos he wasn't in the chatty mood at christmas we all remember] Buster: Don't take my sister's virginity Buster: [cos why not Nance for the bathroom cos then she can talk to Rio for ages too] Rio: 🙄 Yeah was close Rio: so alike Buster: Talk about your boyfriend, that turns everyone off Buster: You included Rio: 😏 Rio: Don't need to waste time with specifics Rio: just mention men in general Buster: Except me, that'd have her ranting from now until I'm back from the States Rio: So special, babe Buster: You know it, babe Rio: I'm gonna have to come down Rio: I'm not the one known for hiding in the loos Buster: Don't Buster: Find somewhere else to hide, the bathroom might the only door that locks technically but I'll make it work Rio: You wanna play hide and seek again Rio: Okay, start counting Buster: How high? Rio: Be nice, call it 60 Buster: I don't wanna be nice Rio: you don't have to Rio: I'm being nice to you Rio: knocked 40 off the standard there Buster: Make it 45 Buster: Fuck 60 Rio: If you started counting and stopped arguing, we'd be playing already Buster: If I stopped arguing you wouldn't wanna play with me Rio: Maybe Buster: Definitely Rio: Come on Rio: I want this to happen before the year is over Buster: Be patient, baby Buster: Just like you told me Rio: Don't wanna Buster: I know what you want Buster: I'm coming Rio: Give it to me Rio: only you can Buster: Say please Rio: Buster Rio: Please Buster: Alright Rio: Better than that Rio: you'll see Buster: We both will Buster: I do have some interest in playing fair Rio: Good to know Rio: I'm not gonna let it be anything but what we been waiting for Buster: Me either Buster: Gotta make you want me to come back Rio: You want me to miss you Buster: Yeah Rio: Do my best, like always Buster: You won't need to after I've done mine Buster: You'll miss me Buster: When I've left the room never mind the country Rio: I would anyway Rio: and you promised every second Rio: don't be going nowhere Buster: I said I want every second Buster: I don't wanna make promises I have to break Buster: Not with our fucking track record Rio: It's stupid Rio: need to stop seeing you only when everyone else is around Rio: but bit of a giveaway Buster: All that matters is that this fam are as stupid Rio: 😂 Rio: Where's the lie Rio: willful or otherwise Rio: sudden urge to have lots of sleepovers with your sister Rio: inconvenient you ain't in the same house most the time tbh Buster: Probably don't phrase it like that to her Buster: Unless you want a coming out party Rio: Haven't been checking who's into it 'fore getting to you, like Buster: I'd hope you weren't whoring around as a kid, that's a red flag for some really dark shit Rio: Not that messed up Rio: the rest is up for debate Buster: You can't be flawless & fucked up Buster: & I ain't ever wrong Rio: If you say so Buster: I just did Buster: I never said you look it, I said you are it Buster: You can't be flawless & flawed Rio: You've said lots of things Rio: but I don't care Buster: & this is the most up to date version Buster: Take it or don't Rio: Come take me Rio: sick of talking Buster: [Appears because same] Rio: [wasting no time here lads] Buster: [make sure you do take a second to block the door though, lesson learned] Rio: [when you're behind him on your knees like] Buster: [jesus if we thought baze had a lot of pent up shit, these two are another level damn] Rio: [when you're taking off his belt like 'use this on me later' and unbuttoning and your phone keeps going off with texts but you think its just Ryan still so you throw it to oneside like] Buster: [when you have a new & more persistent cockblock though soz kids also try not to rip anything boy she ain't wearing much as is] Rio: [blatant losing those nip covers like soz everyone, when the phone will not stop to the point you're like fuck it and go to turn it off and notice it's Indie so you're like what even then she calls when you're midway through her sos texts] Buster: [& there would blatantly be bruises to hide from ryan when they show the next day even at that point soz babe cos manhandling her all over the place] Rio: [when you're tryna ascertain if this is an actual drama or you can lowkey leave it but sadly it is so you're like 'I'm on my way' and when you put the phone down you do the most dramatic but real sigh and put your head in your hands 'cos seriously] Buster: [when you're more angry than worried because that bitch but then her reaction so you lift her head up & its the most gentle you've been in your life & you're just like 'where are we going?' cos mum & dad life] Rio: [shake head 'cos you really wanna be angry too because getting ridiculous now but being worried would override it ultimately 'cos you that bitch, just looking at him, nuzzling into his hand, 'Indie, her dad let her have a party and fucked off, it's got too out of hand but she doesn't wanna tell an adult if she can avoid it so' shrugs 'to the rescue, you should stay, it won't be fun'] Buster: [just a look cos nobody is ever surprised at drew or indies antics at this point even him who's barely around it & a shake of his own head cos no way is he just gonna let her handle that on her own cos fuck knows what could be happening. Gives her his jacket to cover them nips and a keeps his hand held out like let's go] Buster: ['shut up & come on'] Rio: [disguise your heart eyes girl, just tryna be like yeah okay whatever, like anyone ever helps her like soz Nance and Junie but you know you ain't helpful like that, 'doubt we'll get a cab tonight so can't even fuck you on the way, sorry'] Buster: ['sorry ain't the word' when you take one of the fam's cars even though you 16 & had two drinks so you're gonna get in so much shit but quickest way to sort this & you bring the solutions always] Rio: ['don't kill me, okay'] Buster: ['trust me, okay'] Rio: ['obviously' and must 'cos in the car bitch] Buster: [when its a moment cos who trusts him & you lean it cos wanna kiss her but you pretend like you intended to fix a make up smudge all along] Rio: [just smiling like 'even a bottle and a bit in, sounds like I'll be the most put together bitch there but thanks, babe' and adjusting his collar 'cos all mussed up] Buster: [gestures at himself like excuse you that'll be me but then she touches him so he's looking at her obvs boy stop & start the car you need to go] Rio: [laughs, 'how could I forget how bad you want a crown, well I'll vote for you but I got my tits out so' shrugs; when you want this moment but you ain't got time, 'drive on, driver'] Buster: [laughing too & pretending to take off his shirt & get his out cos nerd but obvs not cos they have to go & do] Rio: ['put it away, McKenna'] Buster: ['Say it like you mean it, Cavante, maybe I'll believe you even though you were desperate for the opposite a second ago] Rio: ['This weren't my idea, I still want the opposite, blame whatever child we've got to scrape off her floor, like'] Buster: [I do but I still wanna take all my frustrations out on you & you can't blame me for that] Rio: [silently 😩🤤] Buster: [hand on the thigh cos gotta drive but make it a moment] Rio: ['so daddy'] Buster: ['behave, I'm driving' whilst touching her up more cos being a hypocrite is in his dna thanks baze] Rio: ['if you're not up to multitasking then I take it back' 'cos cheeky] Buster: [when you have to go harder to prove you can so enjoy babe] Rio: [not taking it back even remotely, when you saying more and more] Buster: [obvs living for the encouragement so does. don't crash thanks boy] Rio: [not your car, places to be lmao] Buster: [priorities though cos how would you stop if you'd finally got to start touching her after forever of not] Rio: [just promising all the ways she gonna get him back, like] Buster: [gutted you're gonna have to wait so long boy but am actually cackling evily cos you get everything else you want so serves you right tbh] Rio: ['I'm gonna be so bored when you go and you're gonna be having such a good time, so rude'] Buster: ['I won't let you be bored, nobody multitasks better than me' keeps proving it by not crashing despite being distracted af] Rio: ['not gonna argue right now'] Buster: ['what are you gonna do?'] Rio: [just laughs but it breaks 'cos it's obvious if he don't stop] Buster: [doesn't stop obviously cos determined to finish what he started before they get there. 'say it'] Rio: ['I'm gonna cum for you, shit, Buster and you're actually here, it's actually you'] Buster: [when you also have to swear with feeling about this because unbelievable at this point] Rio: ['Baby, pull over, just for a second, I need'] Buster: [shouldn't but does because always gonna give her whatever she wants that's just facts] Rio: [when you just need a moment to recover and you get in his lap] Buster: [kissing her because the noise you make is unholy but you forget you can just do that right now cos actually alone] Rio: [gasping into his neck 'cos can't handle it, 'everything you do is so hot' when you're grinding on him like earlier 'cept you're alone now and we don't have time and you say as much 'we have to go' casually sounding so 💔] Buster: [saying 'I know' and normally it'd be a cocky reply to the first bit but it's a gutted response to the second bit obvs because never been more turned on in your life] Rio: [tilting his head like he did her earlier but giving him such a slow, longing kiss as she as slowly climbs back off to her own seat, 'I swear to God, I'm making it up to you'] Buster: [full on moan into her mouth because there's no way to keep that in & your only reply to that is to hit the steering wheel in total frustration before driving again. 'If there's a god besides me, he fucking hates the competition, And me for always winning.'] Rio: [When you gotta stop looking at him 'cos so turned on by that you ain't gonna help the situation] Buster: [such a sexually charged silence in that car rn] Rio: [how don't you die lads, like gotta skip you there 'cos bye] Buster: [at least it wouldn't be as far as it feels because their flat probably is close to town for drew's work reasons] Rio: [thank god there's drama 'cos your vibe, be more blatant Buster: [& thank god Indie's literally a child or she'd work it out] Rio: [sorting these shennanigans, probably ref this after the fact, like] Buster: [he really can multitask, being this turned on but still getting shit done] Rio: [when you lowkey have to ignore each other or it's game over tho, story of their lives] Buster: [at least they've had a shit ton of practice & the chaos is real rn so] Rio: [when you know you can't call an ambulance to Drew's gaff so it's either take the stash or take the kid somewhere else so you ask Buster to go take him outside and be like 'yeah just found him' 'cos not like she can carry this drunken child lmao soz boy and you get to work clearing out the rest, being a peacekeeper, standard] Buster: [you better not ruin his outfit in any way child] Rio: I.O.U x1000000 Buster: Yeah you do Rio: I know Rio: think all the worst of them have fucked off, no one else looks like they're dying so they can walk it off Buster: This kid looks too old to be this fucked Buster: At least I was an actual kid when I almost died Rio: Can leave him there if he is Rio: why the fuck anyone over the age of 13 would be here is fucked Buster: He could be 13, that still makes him a pussy Rio: Not gonna defend him, ain't dead yet no need to saint Rio: should've gone out properly Rio: would've been too fucked to see her texts and she'd have to get someone else Buster: Tell your regrets to the other god you believe in Buster: He's so jealous of me I'm in the gutter with a dying kid Buster: Didn't need or ask for this level of humbling Rio: Well no, this isn't how anyone envisioned their night going, I know Rio: 'cept maybe Drew who I'm sure is having a lovely time, wherever the fuck he is Rio: can swap if you like Rio: least he's unconscious, know she's a kid and all but if she don't shut up in a second Buster: You're alright, I'd only say something for me to regret Buster: I'm already so hot its a sin, no need to go overboard Rio: as the devil himself, babe Rio: that's my defense Buster: I could make that hold up in court Buster: You know, that's one regret that I don't have though, that we didn't go out Buster: I don't want you to be fucked up Buster: I want you to remember Rio: I'm not gonna forget Rio: all this bullshit aside, it only matters because I wish we had more time Buster: You could if you were that gone, I can't remember loads of Christmas Rio: I'm not that gone Rio: I'll message you tomorrow with all that I remember Buster: You're not 'cause we didn't go out Buster: So like I said, no regrets about that Rio: Good Rio: don't regret any time you spend with me Buster: Other than the kiss, I haven't Rio: Why regret that Buster: You know why Rio: but don't Buster: Whatever, like Rio: 😣 Rio: Any sign? Buster: Fuck no Buster: I'm gonna be here all night Rio: You could just put him in recovery position Rio: is that evil Rio: probably Buster: I've done that Rio: yeah but you could come back in, I mean Buster: Can I? Rio: We've called the ambulance Rio: oh, I don't know Rio: I'm being selfish, someone should stay out there Buster: No, I am. I don't know if I can be around you and not alone Rio: Valid Rio: I wanna but we've gotta focus Buster: Yeah Buster: Does she know this kid? Rio: Getting any straight answers out of her is fun but lemme ask Buster: Find out Buster: It could matter Buster: If he's got a big mouth Rio: it's a kid in her class, apparently Rio: which is the worst answer to that Rio: fuck sake Buster: He looks older than her, which is what I would've hoped for if I bothered with that shit Buster: This could get fucked up fast then Rio: Who doesn't? Rio: Jesus Rio: definitely wait then Rio: should we go to the hospital with him, like Rio: you've lowkey stolen a car to get here Rio: this is bad Buster: I'll see if I can get in his phone Buster: Hold on Rio: I should get my mum Rio: there needs to be an adult there when his invaribly shows Buster: I'll go to the hospital, call mine from there Buster: Get yours here Rio: Alright Rio: oh God Rio: well Rio: thanks for helping Buster: It'll be okay Rio: At least she's not hurt Rio: this kid will be okay Buster: They'll sober him up & get his parents Buster: I've done loads worse shit than this Buster: Unless his are proper strict, like Buster: Can't be that bothered if they let him out Rio: He's 11 Rio: that's not strict that's like Rio: basic fucking requirement Buster: I've been 11 Buster: Calm down Buster: You being hysterical ain't changing or fixing anything Rio: Don't call me hysterical Rio: 'cos I ain't Rio: we don't even know if he's just drunk, for God's sake Buster: Well, he ain't in the state to play twenty questions Rio: Well, it changes how they'll have to treat him and could change how much his parents, strict or nah, give a shit Buster: You don't think I know that? Buster: Fuck's sake Rio: I'm trying to get Drew too Buster: Good fucking luck Buster: Tonight's a great earner Rio: if he near kills a kid though, he's fucked Rio: don't take too kindly to that, like Buster: Obviously Buster: Send him your ootd that'll get his attention Rio: Don't be gross Buster: You wanna get hold of him, I'm telling you the quickest way Rio: Stick to actually being helpful please Buster: Stick to being smart Rio: I'd rather not send him nudes tah Buster: I'd rather not have this kid's puke on my shoes Buster: What's your point? Rio: Don't be a dick about it Buster: That's what I do, babe Buster: Isn't the familarity comforting among all this chaos Rio: Appreciate the gesture but no need Buster: If you say so Rio: You can be out of it soon enough Rio: I didn't intend to be dragged into this, never mind drag you into it as well Buster: You didn't drag me anywhere Rio: No Rio: and I told you I.O.U and thanks Rio: so sorry, and there's the fullset Rio: I can't do anything more right now Buster: & I told you shut up Buster: How much of a cunt do you think I am Buster: Jesus Rio: I don't but you're acting like there's more I could be doing when I'm doing literally everything I can Buster: Do you want a pat on the back? Buster: I'm doing everything I can & so will our parents respectively Buster: It's an everyday requirement, like Rio: Whatever Rio: let's just get on with it then Buster: She called you to handle it 'cause she knew you could Buster: So do I & so should you Rio: Knew I would, more like Buster: Don't act like that's a bad thing either Rio: Not what you'd usually say Buster: Fuck that Buster: Come here Buster: I know what you're gonna say, but just come here for a sec Rio: [does and is just looking from him to the kid] Buster: [gives her the biggest hug ever & fuck knows when he last hugged anyone so I'm fine about it] Rio: [bit taken aback but obviously hugs him back as tight] Rio: ['you should have your jacket back, it's cold out here'] Buster: [isn't letting go because they need this. 'I don't want it back'] Rio: [just listening to his heart always 'cos height difference perk 'okay'] Buster: ['it seriously will be, keep trusting me, okay'] Rio: [nods and says quietly into his chest 'just don't break my fucking heart, okay?'] Buster: ['I'll never do anything you don't want me to'] Rio: [looks up and smiles 'don't make promises you'll have to break'] Buster: [laughs. But then 😍 bitch 'It should count for something if I don't wanna break it'] Rio: ['Never said it didn't' some intense mfing eye contact] Buster: [leading to an intense kiss because this kid ain't a witness state of him] Rio: ['I will miss you, you know'] Buster: ['I'll miss you too'] Rio: ['Feels weird to admit that..but good too'] Buster: ['Nodding cos you can't be fully in the moment cos you're listening out for sirens or thinking that cali could show up any sec] Rio: ['Sure you don't want your jacket, baby? I can grab something from inside' rubbing his arms to warm them up] Buster: ['Keep it'] Rio: [Wraps it 'round herself tighter, 'Do I look cute?'] Buster: ['Cute ain't the word'] Rio: [Tiptoes moment to get as close as possible, 'Do I look like yours?'] Buster: ['You're mine anyway, if you're wearing my clothes, any of yours or none at all'] Rio: [When you practically pleading, whining 'Don't turn me on again' 'cos that has so much] Buster: [When there's nothing you can say because there's so much you wanna do & she still hasn't ever touched you yet] Rio: [One final kiss 'fore you go back inside 'cos you can't be with him when you're 'rents show 'cos beyond blatant, 'We're not gonna get another chance before you go, are we' a statement more than a question 'cos knows] Buster: [that kiss is everything though & we all know it because can't say no because of how much he doesn't wanna] Rio: [when you're lowkey emosh and like wtf pull yourself together bitch] Buster: [just watching her go & staring the way she went forcing yourself not to go after her even though its all you want] Rio: [cali you may as well show up hoes Buster: [the ambulance too why not] Rio: [that's that on that] Buster: [not how you wanted your night to end soz lads]

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samwilsonsbabymama · 6 years ago

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Pairing: M’Baku x Reader

Summary: Readers cousin is getting married and she doesn't have a date.

Warnings: does crappy writing count? cause that’s the only warning.

Word Count: 4700+

Prompts: “Come here.” + “No, you’re gonna hit me.” and “Did you kiss me just to stop me from leaving?”

AN: Let me know what you think.

“You can’t show up to her wedding alone, Y/N,” your best friend Trisha said as you paced her room.

This was something that you knew already. You knew you shouldn’t have checked ‘Plus One’ on your card, but damn you were tired of everyone just assuming that you were single. You were, but damn, couldn’t you just pretend for once?

“I know, I know, T,” you groaned as you flopped onto her bed. “I don’t know why I said that I was gonna bring someone, I just thought that maybe I would have someone to bring.”

“Y/N, why don’t you just not go?” Trisha offered. She hated seeing you stress over anything, especially this.

“And be ridiculed by my family for the rest of my life? Yeah, that’s what I want,” you deadpanned.

Your cousins’ wedding was in 3 days, and you still didn’t have a date, not for lack of trying though. You’d spent the last 3 months trying, and failing, to find a date to this wedding and it was tearing you apart. Your cousin would never let you live it down if you showed up to her wedding alone, especially when you said that you wouldn’t be. You and your cousin had a ‘Love/Hate’ relationship with each other and it’s been that way ever since y'all were little. After a drunken night together, you realized that she had everything you wanted, and you had everything she wanted. She was a mother, about to be a wife, siblings, a loving relationship, and loved by everyone she met, whereas you were the opposite. As much as you wanted to be a mother and a wife, life hadn’t blessed you with that yet and you grew up an only child, the only one in your entire family. when you were young, you had begged your parents to have more kids, but they never did. And your relationships never lasted more than a month. The men and women you dated never stayed attracted to you for long, and people seemed to just tolerate you now.

“You know,” Trisha said as she scrolled through Instagram. “M’Baku would do anything for you.”

“Unfortunately M’Baku is in Wakanda right now, and he wouldn’t do anything for me,” you stated. “I wouldn’t ask him to do this.”

“Girl bye,” Trisha said rolling her eyes. “First of all, that man would do anything for you, he’s practically in love with you, and secondly-”

“He is not in love with me,” you denied.

“Oh-kayyyy,” Trisha teased. “I was born in the morning, but not this morning. Just because you can’t see it, doesn’t mean that no one else can’t see it. And since you’ve been madly in love with him for what, five years now, I say now it’s time for you to make your move.”You pouted, “It has not been five years. It’s been six.”

“And that’s supposed to be better?” Trisha laughed.

“Whatever. Secondly what?”

Trisha quirked her eyebrows, obviously confused about what you were talking about. “Oh, and secondly, he is most definitely not in Wakanda right now.” she turned her phone showing you M’Baku’s Instagram page. He was definitely not in Wakanda right now, and damn he looked good. He was standing outside of a familiar house next to your other friend’s brother, they both had huge smiles on their faces.

“Is that Bri’s house?” you asked snatching the phone away from Trisha. Bri was your other best friend and M’Baku was best friends with her brother. The five of y'all became close during college and have been that way ever since.

“Yup,” Trisha said popping the ‘p’.

“Well, that’s nice,” you mumbled handing her back her phone. You were a little upset because you had just talked to him a few days ago. Why didn’t he tell you that he was going to be here?

“Are you mad?” Trisha taunted.

“Why would I be mad? He’s a grown man, he can do whatever he wants to do.” Hell yeah you were mad, he could have at least told you that he was gonna be in your city.

“Aww, that’s so cute! Come on, let’s go over.” Trisha hopped off her bed and headed towards the door.

You followed, “Nah, I think I’m just gonna head home.”

“Really?” she was disappointed.

“Yeah.” You grabbed your things and headed towards the door with her. You lived right down the street, and you need some time to think, so you told her that you were going to walk. You could tell that she was disappointed, but you just needed some time alone.

On your walk home, you seriously thought about just not going to your cousin’s wedding. You could deal with the taunting that was sure to follow. So deep in your thoughts, you weren’t paying attention to where you were going and tripped over someone’s foot as you walked up the stairs to your house.

“Bruh, why you sitting on my steps?” you grumbled as you straightened yourself up placing your hand on the banister on your right.

“I’m sorry, my dear Y/N, I thought you saw me,” a deep voice responded.

You froze, your hand gripping the banister tighter. You knew that voice, you’d heard to that voice almost every day for the past six years. You lifted your head and took a step down, putting more distance between the two of you. You couldn’t believe that he was here, right in front of you.

“M’Baku?” you whispered.

He smirked before reaching towards you and pulling you onto his lap. “I missed you, Y/N,” he said as he held you close to him. Both of your legs were hanging over his left thigh and your torso was twisted so that you were facing him. You hated sitting on his lap, mainly because you barely fit, but he always pulled you on top of him despite your objections. Growing up with thick thighs and wide hips made you hesitant when it came to things like that.

You hadn’t seen him since he decided to go back to Wakanda two years ago. Even though the two of you talked every day, it wasn’t the same as having your M’Baku here with you. You were upset with him the day he left for Wakanda, and almost didn’t go to see him off, but you knew you would regret it if you didn’t. The two of you had been through so much together in the four years that you’d known each other, and you didn’t want to throw it all away over your feelings being hurt.

“What are you doing here, M’Baku? And why didn’t you tell me that you were coming?” you asked lightly slapping his arm. “I talked to you like two days ago, and you didn’t say anything about coming back here.”

“I wanted to surprise you, woman,” he laughed, his face becoming even more handsome when the smile graced his features. “And I left some things there that I need back home.”

“Oh, well, do you wanna come in? How long have you been sitting out here?” you asked as you stood and watched as he followed suit. Just standing three steps higher than him, you were able to look him in the eyes. You smiled and touched his cheek, “It’s good to see you, M’Baku.”

He smiled and followed you into your house, “I got here about 10 minutes before you did and decided to wait until you got here.”

“But you visited Bri and Tre before me? I’m hurt,” you fake pouted. “And here I thought you were here to surprise me. Oh, sorry about the mess. My cousin is getting married this weekend and she decided to take over our house instead of hers. You want something to drink?”

He chuckled and stepped over your cousin’s hand-made table decorations, “I’ll get it, you go put your stuff down.”

M’Baku headed straight towards your kitchen, quickly making himself at home and pouring himself a drink. “Y/N,” he called from the kitchen. “What are you doing tonight?”

“Nothing, why? What’s up?” you asked entering the kitchen and smiling as he turned to face you.

“Do you want to go to dinner with me? There's someone that I want you to meet.”

“And who might that be?” you asked cocking your head to the side.

“Just a friend from back home. He’s been wanting to meet you for some time now,” he answered.

You watched him, and he looked nervous, M’Baku was never nervous. Well, you’d never seen him nervous before.

“When do you want to go?”

“Reservations are at 7,” his voice boomed as he scooped you up into a hug and twirled you around causing you to laugh.

“Put me down!! You know I hate being picked up,” you laughed as you squirmed in his arms.

“Yes, but you love me, so, therefore, I am allowed to pick you up.”

“That logic makes no sense,” you shook your head. “Now, put me down before I change my mind.”

“My dear Y/N, you wouldn’t break my heart like that, now would you?” he smirked.

“I will if you don’t put me down,” you glared. “I hate when you do this, M’Baku. Please put me down, I’m too heavy for you to hold like this.”

His eyebrows knit together, he was clearly about to argue with you. “M’Baku, please just put me down,” you begged.

He sighed but did as you requested, and you took a couple of steps back realizing the awkward tension in the room. “I’m sorry, I just don’t like to be picked up.”

M’Baku smiled, and it didn’t reach his eyes, “Don’t worry about it, my Y/N. I’ll be back at 6:30 to pick you up.” he turned to leave.

“Wait, you don’t have to leave just yet,” you said as he headed towards the door. “I haven’t seen you in 2 years, stay.” You reached for his arm, halting his movements, “Please.”

“Y/N, it’s 4:30 right now, I’m sure you’d like some time to get ready? And I have to get ready,” he laughed. “I’ll be back before you know it.” he hugged you once more and walked outside to his car. How did you not see his car when you walked home? You waved to him as he pulled away and pulled out your phone and called Trisha.

“Girl,” you said after she picked up the phone. “Are you by Bri?”

“Yeah, I’m here!” Bri yelled. “Is your future husband still there?”

You laughed, “No he’s not and he is not my future husband. Why didn’t you tell me that he was here? I had to find out through Instagram.”

“That man is your future husband, we all know it. Just accept it,” Trisha laughed.

“He told me not to say anything. And I didn’t know until he showed up at my house this morning,” Bri admitted. “So, what did y'all talk about?”

“He wants to take me out to dinner to meet someone. He’s going to pick me up in like 2 hours!” you were excited but nervous. You missed spending time with M’Baku since he left, and you were glad that he wanted to spend time with you as well.

“Girl, why are you still talking to us?” Bri yelled into the phone.

“Go get ready for your man!” Trisha yelled at the same time.

“He’s not my man!” you defended.

“But you want him to be. Don’t you?” Bri laughed.

You didn’t respond.

“See, I told you! Just tell him how you feel. Or invite him to the wedding, you know he’ll say yes,” Bri reasoned.

“Bye y'all.”

“Send us pictures!!!” Trisha yelled before you hung up the phone.

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You were glad M’Baku gave you 2 hours to get ready because that’s exactly how long it took for you to get ready. You chose to wear one of your favorite black dresses with a pair of simple black flats. You knew M’Baku was going to take you somewhere fancy, that’s just how he was. You weren’t sure what to do with your hair, so you decided to just leave it how it was, in two puffs on top of your head. All you had to do was fix your edges. While snapping a few quick pictures on snapchat and sending them to Bri and Trisha, you heard knocking at the front door. Taking one last look in the mirror, you grabbed your clutch and headed for the door. When you opened the door, M’Baku was standing there waiting for you.

“Ready?” he asked when you opened the screen door. He watched as you stepped out of the house and locked the door. He offered you his arm and helped you down the stairs to his car where he opened your door for you and walked around to his side and started the car.

“I’m glad that you’re coming out with me tonight, Y/N,” M’Baku said breaking the silence after a few minutes. “It really means a lot to me.”

“Any time,” you smiled. “I’m so glad you’re back. I know we talked all the time, but there's nothing like talking to you face to face, ya know?”

M’Baku smiled and grabbed your hand and brought it up to his lips. He placed a small kiss on your knuckles before replying, “I feel the same way.”

“Why are you so nervous, Y/N?” M’Baku quirked his eyebrows at you.

“I don’t know, who is this friend that you want me to meet?” you finally asked.

“Just a friend and his fiancée. Nothing to get too worked up over,” he answered vaguely.

The rest of the ride to the restaurant was comfortable. M’Baku hummed along to the music on the radio, and you smiled at finally having your best friend back. When you arrived at the restaurant, you were struck by how beautiful it was. You’d driven past it many times, but you’d never been this close to it.

Seeing just how beautiful this place was, you became a little nervous. Sensing your apprehension, M’Baku wrapped his arm around your waist and pulled you closer to his side and the two of you headed in.

“M’Baku!” the two of you heard and turned to face the newcomer. The man you encountered was very handsome. Almost as tall as M’Baku, thin, and very familiar.

“T’Challa!” M’Baku responded.“Wait, what? You brought me to meet King T’Challa? I didn’t know the two of you were friends,” you whispered harshly to M’Baku who just smiled down at you and walked over to greet his friend.

“Kuhle ukukubona, mhlobo,” M’Baku announced to his friend. You smiled as the two embraced each other. “Ah, Nakia, ndiyabulela kuba nokuza!” he said as he turned to the beautiful woman standing next to T’Challa.

“Any time,” she replied. “And this must be the lovely Y/N you’ve told us so much about.”

“Where are my manners? Y/N,” M’Baku said, pulling you up next to him. “This is my good friend T’Challa, and his fiancée, Nakia.” You stuck out your hand and T’Challa grasped it and pulled you into a tight hug.

“It’s nice to finally meet you, Y/N. M’Baku here never shuts up about you,” T’Challa said as he pulled away from the hug.

“It’s nice to meet you too,” you said, your voice much quieter than normal.

“Hello, Y/N,” Nakia said pulling you into a hug. “I feel like I’ve known you for a very long time now.”

“Alright, alright. Let’s take our seats now,” M’Baku said pulling you away from Nakia causing her to laugh.

Dinner was actually a lot of fun, conversation flowed easily, and you had a lot of laughs. Nakia was a lovely woman, and you could see why any man would want her. You could also see just how much Nakia and T’Challa loved each other.

“So, Y/N. M’Baku here tells me that you’re attending a wedding this weekend,” T’Challa stated.

“I am. My cousin is getting married, but I might not go,” you admitted.

“Why not?” Nakia asked.

“I don’t have a date and I really don’t want to attend this wedding alone,” you laughed. “I’ve wasted enough time trying to find someone, but no one has stuck around long enough.”

“That’s nonsense! M’Baku, weren’t you just telling me that your weekend was free?” T’Challa replied, smirking at M’Baku.

“I couldn’t ask him to give up a whole day like that on such short notice,” you replied turning to face M’Baku, who was glaring at T’Challa.

“I’m sure he wouldn’t mind,” Nakia replied, her eyes twinkling. “Would you M’Baku?”

He was silent for a few moments, his eyes flicking between T’Challa and Nakia, before he spoke, “I wouldn’t mind at all, Y/N.”

“Are you sure? You really don’t have to if you don’t want to,” you said.

“Y/N, I love spending time with you,” he said turning to face you. “I would love to be your date to your cousin’s wedding.”

You smiled and threw your arms around his neck and kissed his cheek, “Thank you so much!” you couldn’t contain your excitement and it showed for the rest of the evening. Not only were you going to the wedding, you were going with the man that you’d been in love with for the past six years.

You smiled for the rest of the evening, not believing what was happening. You were sad to part ways with T’Challa and Nakia but wished them well.

“Hopefully I’ll see you soon,” you gushed as you hugged them goodbye.

“I’m sure you will,” Nakia responded, squeezing you one last time before heading over to M’Baku.

“It was really nice to meet you, Y/N,” T’Challa said as he stepped in front of you. “I’m glad M’Baku has someone like you in his life.

You smiled, you could feel your face heating up at the compliment.

“You should tell him how you feel,” he continued.

“What do you mean?”

“That you’re in love with him,” he stated matter-of-factly.

“How did you know? Is it that obvious?” you whispered.

“Only to those that know what to look for. But don’t worry, your secret’s safe with me,” he winked before pulling you into another hug. “And the fact that you didn’t deny it only confirmed it for me.”

You groaned when he released you, “This is so embarrassing.”

“What’s embarrassing?” you heard M’Baku’s voice from behind you.

“Nothing. are you ready to go?” he nodded and the two of you headed towards the car. The drive back to your place was a little awkward. M’Baku seemed a little tense.

“You don’t have to come if you don’t want to,” you whispered. You thought he hadn’t heard you and were about to repeat yourself when he spoke.

“Do you not want me to come?” his voice was flat, and he seemed to be a little hurt.

“I do want you to come, you just seem a little apprehensive. That’s all,” you said hoping that you hadn’t ruined anything.

He sighed, “I’m just thinking about something that Nakia wants me to do.”

“What does she want you to do?”

“It’s nothing,” he responded before flipping on the radio.

You watched him hoping that whatever Nakia asked of him wouldn’t ruin his mood too much. When he got to your house he walked you to your door and waited for you to unlock it.

“Do you wanna come in?” you asked hoping that he would say yes. He stared at you and brought his hand up to your cheek, gently running his thumb along your bottom lip. You stared at him, wide-eyed and whispered his name. He leaned in slowly, his eyes glazing over with something you’d never seen before from him. You tilted your head up, giving him direct access to your lips, and you closed your eyes and waited. And waited. And waited. What was he waiting for? Your eyes flew open when M’Baku tilted your head back down and kissed your forehead.

“M’Baku, what-”

“I’ll see you at the wedding. Text me the info and I’ll see you there’” he took a step back and waited.

“I’m sorry if I did anything wrong,” you whispered.

“You didn’t, I just have a lot on my mind,” he responded. “Go on and head in, I’ll text you when I get back to the hotel.”

You pouted, you wanted him to come in, you wanted to spend more time with him. “Ok,” you relented. “Goodnight,” you whispered as you walked through the front door. You couldn’t believe how this night had ended. You were sure he was going to kiss you just then. Why did T’Challa want you to tell him that you were in love with him when he clearly didn’t feel the same. You pulled out your phone and sent him the location and a picture of your dress just in case he wanted to match you and you headed to the shower.

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It was the day of the wedding and you hadn’t heard anything from M’Baku since he let you know that he had made it to the hotel. You were a bit worried that he wouldn’t show up, but you were going to go just in case he did.

You caught a ride to the ceremony with a couple of your cousins and their dates hoping that yours wasn’t going to stand you up. when you arrived, you scanned the parking lot hoping to see his car. You didn’t, and your heart sunk at the possibility that he wouldn’t show. There were only 30 minutes left until the ceremony started and you wanted to get a good seat. You entered and quickly spotted some of your cousins that you hadn’t seen in a while, so you headed over to them. after exchanging hugs with each other, there was still some time until the ceremony started, so you scrolled through your phone and took pictures with your cousins to post on Snapchat and Instagram.

“Is this seat taken?” a voice asked from beside you.

“Nope, it’s all…” you smiled when you turned and faced the newcomer. “M’Baku! I’m so glad you came!” your day had brightened up when you saw who it was.

“So you were just going to give my seat away, hmm?” he teased.

“Well, I wasn’t sure if you were coming,” you admitted.

“Y/N,” he said grabbing your chin and turning you to face him. “I would never break my promise to you. Do you understand?”

You nodded and opened your mouth to ask him something.

“Shh, the ceremony is starting,” he said with a smile on his face. The ceremony was beautiful, and you were so happy for your cousin. You rode with M’Baku to the reception, which was a 5-minute drive from the ceremony. You had so many questions, but you didn’t want to ruin his mood, so you kept silent. The reception hall was decorated beautifully, and you knew it would be since you helped decorate it. It was nice seeing the finished product of something you worked really hard on. As you waited for the reception to begin, you introduced M’Baku to your family many of whom were actually surprised that you managed to actually bring some. When the bride and groom arrived, you headed back to your table.

Once everyone had eaten, it was time to party. You were ready to dance and you hoped that M’Baku was ready too. When your favorite slow song came on, you grabbed his hand and headed to the dancefloor. He wrapped his arms around your waist and you wrapped your hands around his neck and the two of you swayed to the music.

“I feel like this is going to end soon,” you whispered.

He sighed, “It is, I have to go back home soon.”

“I don’t want you to leave again,” you admitted, it was now or never. “I’m in love with you.”

He didn’t respond, and your heart clenched. Maybe you should have kept this to yourself.

“I know, that’s why I have to leave. That’s why I left in the first place,” he finally answered.

You pulled away from him and glared, “Who says stuff like that?” you asked in a huff before you fled from the room. He watched you leave before following you out the door.

“Y/N, wait!” he called, but you didn’t listen. You kept walking, not knowing where you were going, and you didn’t stop when you heard him calling behind you. His legs were much longer so you knew he would catch you in no time. How could he say something like that? Why would he say something like that? This man was so frustrating. You stopped walking when you found a park bench and you waited for him to catch up.

“Y/N,” you heard but you didn’t respond. “Y/N, listen you didn’t let me finish. There was a better way for me to handle that and I completely messed it up.” he was closer to you now.

“M’Baku, if you knew how I felt about you, why didn’t you ever say anything? Why did you go back to Wakanda?” you asked genuinely confused.

He didn’t answer, so you waited and waited and waited.

“Damnit, M’Baku!” you fumed as you brushed past him. he grabbed your wrist and spun you around so that you were facing him again. Before you could react, his lips were on yours. They were harsher than you thought they would be. You squeaked and twisted yourself out of his grasp slapping him for what he’d just done.

“Seriously? I can’t believe you just… did you kiss me just to stop me from leaving?” you were upset. He’d never kissed you before, this was not how this was supposed to happen.

He looked torn, still in shock from when you slapped him and from what he just did. “Y/N, I’m so sorry. I don’t know what I was thinking.” He took a step towards you, and you took one back shaking your head.

“Did you kiss me just to stop me from leaving?” you repeated.

“Yes, I needed you to stay and listen to what I have to say,” he admitted. “Please listen?”

“You have five minutes,” you responded after a few moments.

He watched you for a few seconds, not sure if you were really going to stay. Once he was satisfied that you were, he began speaking.

“I’ve known that you were in love with me for about four years now,” he admitted. “It came as a shock because how could such an amazing woman as yourself love me? But the more I got to know you, the more I understood. Going back to Wakanda was the hardest thing that I’ve ever had to do. Leaving you here nearly killed me, but I had to go home. There were some things that I had to take care of. I was always going to come back to you, but I needed Wakanda to be safe first. Y/N, I’ve been in love with you since the day that I met you. I’ve told you so much about Wakanda and I wanted to make sure that it was still true when I brought you to see it. It took me long enough, but I’ve come back for the one thing that I left here. You.”

You watched him for a moment, “Come here.”

“No, you’re gonna hit me,” he laughed, and you rolled your eyes.

“I promise I won’t,” you replied and smiled when he walked over to you. “What does this mean for us?”

“What this means, Y/N, is that I would love for you to come to Wakanda,” he replied as he bent down to kiss you. “Say yes, Y/N.”

His lips were inching closer, a smile playing his lips. You closed your eyes and angled your lips toward his. Did you want to go to Wakanda? Is this what you wanted?

“Say yes, Y/N,” he whispered again.

You had no reason to stay and you were finally getting what you wanted. Why would you stay here?

“Yes.”

Kuhle ukukubona, mhlobo- It’s good to see you, friend.

ndiyabulela kuba nokuza- thank you for coming.

@moonlight-night-sky @biteyprincess @readitandweepfics

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cinaminho · 6 years ago

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♡Preference 3♡: He's secretly in love with you (Maknae Line)

I always enjoy these types of preferences

In this one they confess in the next one which will be the Hyung line, they won't

Jungkook:

He knew you were the one he could see himself with for a long time if not forever... And for some reason he felt you knew this too but just didn't say anything. Imagine his surprise when you said "I am officially Dating Y/f/n!" You squeeled and naturally his smile visibly faltered "you can't be serious" he didn't even attempt to hide his disappointed mood. "Y/n you're joking right...?" But you Shook your head "I'm sorry that you don't approve but it's true" you said frowning "Y/n of course I don't.... Y/n I love you, you know this" "I thought I knew" you argued "no you did... And you still- you just don't feel the same." Jungkook said as you looked at him feeling hurt by his words. "I do feel the same" you whispered "but you're dating someone else how does that say you feel the same?" He snorted "I did because you wouldn't take charge!" You nearly yelled "take charge? I thought it was obvious" he replied "I wasn't sure I don't just look at actions and say 'oh he's acting this way so I guess we're dating now' this isn't elementary school Kook" you say sarcastically "but you still KNEW! Why do I have to confess first why not you?" He said getting in your face "it's just what I prefer" you shrugged.

"Oh and so I'm supposed to just do what you prefer?" He laughed sarcastically "no" you whispered looking down in defeat as it became silent for a few seconds "tell me what you feel right Now Y/n.. For me" he said with a pleasantly low voice . You looked up and your eyes met ".....I love you Jungkook, I wanna be with you... What I said about dating Y/f/n before was simply a lie to see if you'd finally actually ask me out But, I see no problem in me asking you to be mine. So now I'm asking.. Jeon Jungkook will you go out with me?" It took no longer than 5 seconds for him to smile and kiss all over your face "it's about time! Now was that so hard?" He taunted "Yes of course I will be yours you should've known this already girl" he winked. Yep he'd be a handful.

But at least you finally had him.

Taehyung:

He was excited as he played the words in his head over and over "welp. I'm officially single and not ready to mingle" is what you said and although you said you weren't ready to mingle which meant you weren't gonna look for a relationship again for a while he still knew 'you were single' and you were less happy than him and the whole day he was just more the hyper. You watched him skip ,jump, hop through your house "you sure are happier than me about this whole situation" you eyed him weirdly and he froze and smiled at you "I get my favorite girl back full time why wouldn't I be?" he said and you looked at your hands "about that, I'm sorry I aloud him to take me away fron you so much TaeTae" you sighed while leaning back on your couch "don't mention it ,it's all fine now" he gave you his signature smile but you still were bummed.

Tae knew that it was now time to stop celebrating and console you... But more celebration later because after all he did secretly want to be with you himself. He calmed himself before he sat next to you and wrapped his arm around your shoulder as you leaned into his side.

"You will be just fine without him" he said "how do you know?" "Because you were fine before him and you will be fine after.. Maybe not for a while but you will and that I'll make sure of" he assured you making you smile up at him "thank you TaeTae" and he hummed in response.

"There are plenty of other options although I know you hate starting again, you should always know that the people who are meant to be in your life stay no matter the obstacles but, those who are temporary leave almost immediately" ...good one Tae.

"I hope you aren't temporary.... Nah I know you're forever so, you'll stay with me forever? " you said looking up into his eyes as he looked down at you a nodded "of course". "If things get tough I'll always be here" he kissed your forehead and smiled at what he heard you say "I want a guy like you Tae" you sighed, he looked at you "now why find a guy like Tae when you can have him" your eyes grew wide "Tae-" but he shushed you and you just did while relaxing into his side again as he leaned back "in due time we will get our chance to be together I can wait a bit, but this will never end" he said and you just nodded. Excited to be with him in the future.

Jimin:

You had an admirer who'd send you cute notes complimenting you, a flower once a week was sent to your door until you had a bouquet, even a few snacks here and there... You had grown to love it but it only made you curious as well. Everytime you'd get a delivery but no one would be there and sometimes you'd wait directly by the door and when you opened it up there was still no one so, who on earth could move that fast?

Park Jimin, your best friend could.

Though you didn't know it was him he knew it and had been there when you got things sometimes when he wasn't the one delivering them and running away. "Jimin!" You screeched as he sat at your kitchen Island, man did he love your voice "Yo I just got a new gift from my admirer" you said slightly jumping up and down ...he loved how you liked his gifts and notes so much "oh? What is it this time" he asked as if he didn't already know it was a bracelet "I don't know but we bout to find out" you said dancing a bit and making him laugh. You untied the gold glitter ribbon from the red tiny box and once you opened it you saw red paper and quickly moved it, Jimin laughed at your eagerness because it was cute and soon your hand flew up to your mouth "get the fu-.. Omg" you gasped as you pulled the glistening bracelet out the box "look at the baby" you said. "This costs more than my house probably- although I pay a pretty decent amount for this house and it's nice BUT that's besides the point" you rambled. "Your beauty is one thing but will never over shadow your grace" you coo'd as you read the note on the box "so sweet".

Jimin sat with his palm in his hand as he watched you but then he wondered. What if you only would like the gifts.. What if he revealed himself and you didn't feel the same. So he just had to ask this; "hey Y/n" you hummed in response examining your new wrist piece "if the person who gave these things to you revealed themselves... Would you be interested in them or just the gifts?" He was afraid of what you might answer but he just had to know. You shrugged "if he was a creepy old guy, or an old guy... Or just a creep in general then yes but, if he's my age then I might just like him.. I'd get to know him and let him know I appreciate the gifts but tell him that's not all I want from him" you explained.

Jimin couldn't help but smile "what a relief" he whispered. You soon did something odd , you sniffed the note on the box "what're you doing?" "Maybe if I smell the box I'll know the scent and find out who it is... I've noticed these boxes smell like a familiar cologne. I can't remember who I've smelled it on though" you said. Jimin started to get nervous he didn't know his scent was on everything he'd given you "that's rediculous" he chuckled nervously "actually I've smelled this even when I didn't get gifts" you said walking towards Jimin and eyeing him suspiciously "oh shit" he mumbled but he wasn't gonna admit it yet "oh really? Who wears it?" He asked. You put your hands on the table and leaned towards him and inhaling slightly before you tilted your head to look at him "you" you said.

He was losing it "me? Well it must be a coincidence" he laughed "yeah what's funnier is that I only know 3 people to wear this scent, those people being; you, Taehyung and Ten, but they don't visit as often as you to let it linger so much" ....oops "well whoever it is has good taste in cologne it's a weird coincidence and I got to go" he said quickly getting up from the island and heading towards your hallway. "Why won't you admit it's you?" you yelled to him "because it isn't" he called back "then why are you leaving all of a sudden?" "Because I have to go" he said grabbing your front door knob and opening it.

He didn't know why he was running. After all he did kinda want you to know but he wanted to tel you not just have you find out... Now it just seemed stupid.

"I like you too" you said and he almost Instantly turned around. "Seriously?" You just nodded "for real" you giggled "like for real for real" he asked coming to wrap his arms around your waist "as real as I can be" you wrapped your arms around his back and hugged him .

"Now tell me why you went through all this instead of telling me? " you said letting him go "I was going to eventually but sometimes I think it's better to write things than say them... I'm a singer remember?" He joked a bit you understood that he felt he couldn't say certain things so he wrote them "I'm glad you found out though because now I don't have to confess" "true" you agreed "thanks to your detective dog like nose senses" he mumbled and you pinched him making him wince.

"I love you too" he said.

I got a little carried away with my Bias... Y'all know how it be sometimes 🙂 What can I say? I love Jimin so don't judge I'm sorry.

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tigerroseblue · 6 years ago

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Seven Deadly Sins Prompt:

Another Liz x Meliodas oneshot, for #11 "I don't even know what I should say". Set when Liz thinks he's a naive idiot and then something happens to where she realizes that he has a breaking point that you want to steer FAR clear of. Also, I've had an oneshot for Ban and Meliodas friendship angst, for prompt #12 for a while now. I just haven't posted it because it has an UNGODLY amount of angst in it and I don't know if y'all want to read it. If you do, then please comment and tell me and I'll post it.

Liz sipped her drink, staring blankly at the wall of the tavern. Cain and a few other knights sat with her, all drinking and cheering loudly. They had just returned from a mission that had gone particularly well, and they were celebrating their success. She was too busy thinking back on what happened on the mission to really join in their festivities.

"Come on, Liz, why the long face?" One of the knights, Dain, asked. His face was slightly red from the alcohol. "You did the best out of all of us. Celebrate a little!" She started out of her thoughts and nodded. "Oh, yeah. Thanks." "What's up?" Cain asked, hiccuping. Liz shook her head. "Nothing. I was just wondering...about Meliodas."

Simon, a large, black haired knight who had the power to control water, laughed. "Aw, you fallin' for tha Grand Master, Lizzy?" She turned and snarled at him, her face burning. "As if I'd ever! And if you call me that again, I'll light your ass up!" Cain laughed. "Better watch yourself, Simon. Else you're going to regret it." He then turned to her. "So what were you wondering about him?"

She huffed, still a bit embarrassed. "I've been here for nearly half a year and in that time, I've never seen him anything other than laid back, goofy, and perverted." The other knights busted out laughing at the last one. Liz went on, ignoring their amusement. "I've never seen him take anything seriously or get more than mildly annoyed. I haven't even seen him use magic or any kind of weapon. Any time he trains with the knights, he's unarmed and it never escalates to an actual fight. Usually, it's just him giving them advice. Why is he the Grand Master? He just doesn't seem powerful enough."

All the knights stopped and stared at her. Even Cain, who still had his full set of armor on. "Girl," Cain started, "trust me on this. You never want to see him more than 'mildly annoyed'." The other knights nodded vehemently. She blinked. "Why?" Cain sighed. "Let me tell you something. I was here when Meliodas first arrived in Danafor and when he fought the previous Grand Master. I knew the previous Grand Master. And I'd prefer Meliodas over him any day of the week."

"What happened?" Liz asked, leaning forward, incredibly curious to find out anything about the mysterious person who had saved her life after she had attacked the kingdom he protected. Cain took a deep breath and leaned back, setting down his drink. Liz knew it was serious if he set down his alcohol. "The previous Grand Master, Garrick, was a horrible knight. One of those that used his power to abuse the people he was supposed to protect. He was powerful, though, so we didn't really have a choice but to follow him."

"One day, a blonde-haired child and a colorful, talking, bird came to the city. A few knights that followed Garrick's ideals were terrorizing the people in a tavern that the boy had stopped at. He ordered a drink–of course, due to his looks, the waitress refused to serve ale to a child," he mentioned jokingly. The knights laughed, along with Liz, who knew by now that Meliodas was definitely older than he looked.

"While he was waiting for his drink, having finally convinced the waitress, the knights came to harass the poor waitress. In a minute, the boy was standing and had grabbed the leader of the group's arm, asking him to step away. Of course, the leader looked at him and laughed, thinking he was just a child playing at hero. He jerked his arm away, and was about to hit the waitress. And before anyone in the tavern knew what was happening, the knights were all unconscious. And the blonde boy was standing above them, wiping his hands like he had just taken out the trash."

"He looked down at the defeated leader and then around at the room of stunned onlookers. Then, he asked where their Grand Master was. After one of the men answered shakily, he grabbed the leader and began dragging him to the castle." Liz laughed. "I bet that was a nasty surprise." Cain laughed with her. "It was. I was there when he came into Garrick's office and threw the bastard on the floor. His exact words were "Perhaps you want to screen your knights a bit more carefully. Else you get bastards like this guy"."

Liz laughed. That sounded just like Meliodas. Polite, while delivering a massive bitch slap. "What happened after that?" "After that, Garrick challenged him. Worst idea ever. Meliodas didn't even use a sword. It was over in under five minutes. When the king heard about it, he immediately offered Meliodas the job." Liz frowned. "Why did you say I didn't want to see him angry? He didn't seem to get angry in your story."

Cain shook his head. "I didn't tell you that part. The fight probably would've ended sooner had Meliodas been serious in trying to fight him. Really, for the first four minutes, he just seemed bored. Then one of Garrick's attacks hit his feathered companion. It was over for him then. Meliodas nearly killed him." Liz blinked. She knew Meliodas and Wandle were close, but she couldn't see Meliodas getting that angry over him.

She was about to ask him if he knew anything about the two's past, but she was interrupted by an apprentice knight barging in the tavern door. Everyone stopped talking and looked at the panting boy. "Lord...Meliodas..." he huffed. "Has a...challenger! First courtyard of the castle!" A challenger? Liz wondered. Before she could ask what the apprentice meant, every single knight in the tavern let out a huge whoop and started running out the door. "What the–" she started, shocked.

Cain laughed. "Right. This is your first time. Come on, you'll enjoy this." She followed him and the rest of the knights to the first courtyard of the castle. The first courtyard was massive and it was a good thing it was, because she thought she could see every single knight in the kingdom there. Cain pushed his way through the crowd. "Move it! Short people get the front!" He barked. Liz sighed, not even wanting to touch upon that comment.

They finally got to the front of the crowd and Liz carefully oriented herself so she wouldn't step on anything in the flowerbed they were standing in. Standing in the middle of the large circle created by the crowd was a man in armor. He had brown hair and a huge scar over the right side of his face. His armor was blue and had the symbol of a different kingdom painted on his chest. A longsword was sheathed on his back. Five other knights stood behind him, all wearing the same symbol somewhere on their person.

The scarred man was scowling. Cain laughed lowly. Liz turned towards him. "What's so funny?" She asked, having to raise her voice a little to be heard over what had to be over a hundred Holy Knights's voices. "What's going on?" Cain looked up at her. "You see, every so often, a knight from another kingdom will come to challenge Meliodas to a fight. He's well known for his..." he coughed, "youthful appearance...and most seem to think the rumors of his power are just that. Rumors. So, they come thinking they'll be able to defeat the legendary Grand Master of Danafor." He laughed again. "It's very amusing to the rest of us. Poor bastards never know what they're getting themselves into."

Suddenly, everyone stopped talking. Liz followed Cain's gaze and there, walking into the circle, was Meliodas. He had that blank expression on his face that Liz was beginning to read as utter boredom. As always, he had no weapon and only the bare basics of armor, which amounted to gauntlets, poleyns, greaves, and sabatons. The rest was his standard green and white tunic with the Danafor symbol and a pair of loose pants tucked into his greaves. She bit her lip. That idiot...wearing so little protective gear, especially now.

The foreign knight stepped forward as Meliodas stopped in front of him. "Sir Meliodas of Danafor! I, Carac of the Carhaix Kingdom, challenge you to a duel!" Cain snorted, probably at the similarities in the knight's name and the name of his kingdom. Liz, on the other hand, rolled her eyes at his over-the-top introduction. Meliodas looked slightly amused. "Well, well, well...lets get on with it then. Are your comrades joining in?" He asked calmly. Carac started. "Of course not! I will take you down myself!"

Meliodas was definitely silently laughing at that. "Then they should probably back away. Don't want anyone getting hurt accidently." Carac motioned his men to step back into the crowd behind them. It took a minute and some jostling, but they were soon out of the way. "Are you not fighting with a weapon?" Carac asked, reaching for his sword. Meliodas shook his head. "Nah." The other knight looked insulted, but nodded. "Then neither will I."

"Poor, poor bastard," Cain muttered. Liz looked down at him, shocked. "Really should've used the sword. Would've had no chance with or without it, but this is going to be embarrassing for him." "But if he was using his sword and Meliodas wasn't," Liz whispered to him as the two knights in the circle got ready to fight, "wouldn't that mean Meliodas would be at a disadvantage?" Cain looked up at her, amused. "Girl, I've seen Meliodas snap a pure steel sword in half like it was a twig. I wouldn't have been worried at all if that knight had used a sword."

They stopped talking and turned back to the fight as Carac rushed towards Meliodas. Liz blinked and he was right in front of him. Both knights were a blur, one of brown and blue, the other of gold and green. "Holy crap," she breathed. Cain laughed quietly at her shock. A moment later, the brown and blue blue shot away from the green and gold and both knights became visible again. The challenging knight was trying to be inconspicuous as he shook his hands, but his slight and noticeable grimace ruined it. He also had a visible dent in his chest armor. Meliodas on the other hand, was virtually untouched and had his hand held out towards the knight, palm facing him. It looked as if he had just pushed him away.

The fight went on, but Carac wasn't having much luck. Meliodas either dodged or blocked his attacks, he couldn't touch the smaller knight. Liz saw that Carac was getting frustrated and she began to get a bit nervous. She knew that look that had appeared on his face and it usually meant that something underhanded was about to happen.

She was right. After being smacked in the back of the head once more, Carac snarled and grabbed his sword. "What the–?!" Cain exclaimed angrily. Meliodas spun around and a minute change in his expression showed her that he too was aggravated by the knight's lack of honor. Other knights around them shouted their protests as well. "Cheater!" was the word being tossed around the most.

Carac ignored the knights' displeasure and continued to fight Meliodas. Liz went stiff, instantly wanting to go and help him. Cain grabbed her arm, shaking his head and pointing at Meliodas. "Watch," he said quietly. Meliodas swayed to the side, dodging a sword thrust and swung his hand up in a smooth motion. The knuckles of his left hand hit Carac's wrist and forced him to drop his sword. The sword clattered to the ground and spun away from the two knights. The Danafor onlookers cheered, impressed with their Grand Master. The foreign knights looked appropriately embarrassed.

But that wasn't the end to their embarrassment. Carac backed away from Meliodas and picked up his sword again. Cain groaned. "God, boy. Just admit defeat, you're just embarrassing your kingdom at this point," he muttered. Liz had to agree. Carac, on the other hand, didn't seem to. He swiped his sword down and created what seemed like a blue blade of energy that was...headed straight towards them.

Liz's eyes widened when she realized that her, Cain, and the people behind them were all in the direct path of this attack. She brought her hands up, ready to try anything to stop it. But before she could even muster her magic up, a now-familiar blur of green and gold. Meliodas stood firmly in front of them and lifted his hand, his thumb and pinky folded down. And before her eyes, the magic of the other knight disappeared.

She blinked several times, shocked. Meliodas turned and smiled at her. "Hey, Liz! Mind moving to the side for a minute?" He motioned her to the left. She moved, still somewhat in a daze from seeing the attack that she was sure was going to hit her just vanish. He moved past her and bent down. There was a small snapping noise and when he straightened, Liz saw that he had a twig that he had broken off the bush next to her. He jumped down from the flowerbed and walked back to Carac.

"It seems that knights in Carhaix aren't taught the rules of a challenge," he stated cheerfully. "Allow me." Cain whistled. "Yep. He's dead." Liz blinked again, utterly speechless at this point. Dead? How? Meliodas doesn't even seem– Then, the knight charged at him again. Meliodas dodged and smacked him hard against the back of his head. He slammed into the courtyard stone, cracking it with the force at which he had been knocked down. "First rule: All aforementioned conditions to the fight, conferred with and agreed upon by both parties, must be followed to the letter." Meliodas said.

Carac shakily got to his feet, blood coming from both his nose (probably broken) and his split lip. But before he got the chance to launch another attack, Meliodas blitzed him and punched him soundly in the stomach, causing him to fall back down and start coughing retchedly. "Second rule: If not a fight to the death, when it becomes clear to one of the parties' comrades that said party has been throughly outmatched–even if he can still walk–his comrades must stop the match." A shiver ran down Liz's spine as Meliodas looked at the other Carhaix knights, clearly admonishing them. She had finally seen it. The look that Meliodas had given both Carac and his fellow Carhaix knights during his lecture...he wasn't annoyed. He was angry.

And what happened next confirmed without a shadow of a doubt that Meliodas was indeed powerful enough to be the Grand Master and that she definitely hoped this was the last time she got to see him angry. Carac once again got to his feet and held his sword protectively in front of him. Then, Meliodas dropped the act. No longer was his face neutrally blank or his voice pleasantly informational. Instead, his expression formed into a dark scowl. "And thirdly," he growled, coldly furious, "you never attack onlookers!"

He took the twig he had been holding tightly in his hand and swung downward. Suddenly, Carac's sword was cut neatly in half. His armor was sliced through like butter. And blood spurted from his chest. Even the stone in front of his was cut. Everyone was deathly quiet as Meliodas stood alone, taking deep breaths, the twig in his hand disintegrating from the sheer force he had used while swinging it. "Take your comrade to the infirmary," he said after a few minutes. His voice was still frosty, but nothing like it had been. "After he's been healed, I suggest you take your leave."

The other Carhaix knights, pale-faced and stunned silent, carefully retrieved their injured friend and left. Meliodas let out one huge sigh and then turned to us. "Entertainment's over, everyone! Return to your posts and remember to pay all those taverns you ran out of to get here!" He then turned around and walked back to the castle, probably returning to his office. Everyone immediately began to leave, obviously not wanting to test their Grand Master's patience after such a show.

Liz stood there, unable to move or speak. Cain stood next to her. "So, what do ya think?" He asked. She opened her mouth, but nothing came out. I...I don't even know what I should...what should I even say to that? Cain laughed. "I believe the words you're looking for are: If he can do that with a twig, I sure as hell don't want to see him with a sword." Yeah...that works, she thought numbly.

#Meliodas x Liz #the almighty twig #Lord I love that scene in the anime #I had to include that here #Cain #Danafor #seven deadly sins #nanatsu no taizai

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scramblingminds · 7 years ago

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@usero-o this was just such a cute prompt, thank you for trusting me with it. I hope I did it justice! Enjoy :)

Warnings: Teenage boy with a crush, nuff said lol? Seriously, it’s just angsty fluff. Rated T.

Crush

Carl hadn't meant to let it slip, to reveal the little secret he had been harboring for months. Pretty much since he and Enid decided they were better as friends since she was staying at Hilltop and he was back in the rebuilt Alexandria. The infatuation happened suddenly, just as quickly as the man moved into his home. Jesus moving to Alexandria wasn't a surprise, with his and Daryl's relationship it made sense. Some people followed someone they loved while others learned maybe they hadn't really cared for her that way.

Carl was shocked by the crush as it developed, like overnight or came to life with the sleep rumbled man at the dining table the next morning. All Carl knew was that Jesus was amazing and his heart kicked up a notch just being around him. He didn't think that made him gay or anything, sexuality was more fluid than that. He knew he had liked Enid but now he just liked Jesus, simple.

Carl didn't plan to ever let it be known though. Jesus lived with him, in his dad's house in the same room as his boyfriend. That boyfriend being none other than Daryl Dixon, so Carl was not opening that can of worms. He was content to just admire Jesus from afar and joke around with him like a buddy.

That what had Carl watching Jesus give a self-defense lesson. Jesus was stripped of his coat and vest, in just cargoes and sleeveless undershirt. Carl watched his arms as he showed a few basic blocks and jabs, some crucial kicks and where to place them. Carl glanced over as someone plopped down where he sat in the grass on the other side of the little clearing.

Daryl was covered in sweat and some blood was spattered up his forearms. He had just got back from a hunt, clearly having gutted the animal before joining Carl. As Carl got older Daryl had started feeling like more of a real buddy and less like an uncle figure. They could joke and Daryl even told him jokes he learned from Merle that got him both rolling and blushing. It was a nice feeling, like he was more than just a kid to the man and he didn't want to screw that up.

They sat in silence watching Jesus partner everyone up to spar, his eyes glancing over and spotting Daryl. A smile cut through his serious teacher façade and he waved over at Daryl. Daryl lifted his hand in a salute, smirking as Jesus winked at him before going back to his lesson. Carl wished he had been the cause of so much joy on the ninjas face.

After a while the group started asking to learn some more complex moves and Jesus laughed. He explained that they had to learn the basics first, how to stop a punch before moving to anything harder. A few of them rallied that they were ready and Jesus shook his head looking over at Tobin, "Would you mind helping me with a demonstration?"

Tobin smiled uneasily, "Okay?"

"I won't hurt you, promise. All you have to do is try to block me. If you do, I'll teach everyone some more moves. If not, we'll call it a day here. Deal?" Jesus looked around to the who cheered until Tobin agreed.

Jesus set them up a few yards apart. Their size difference was almost comical if Carl didn't already know just how capable the smaller man was. Jesus told him could do whatever he needed to defend himself, strike or just block or whatever. When Tobin nodded he was ready Jesus moved. He closed the distance in barely a second.

Tobin threw what would have been a nice jab, had it landed. Jesus ducked it, rolling forward onto his hands. His legs swung up, knees hooking over Tobin's shoulders before the man could process what was happening. Using just the strength of his legs and core Jesus sat up, balanced on the man's shoulders making everyone gasp. Tobin barely let out a yelp before Jesus clenched his thighs as he spun his torso toward the ground.

Tobin was flung off his feet, Jesus making sure to land so his own back took the impact of the fall not Tobin's neck like it should have. Tobin still let out a strangled gasp as Jesus quickly pulled his legs back and rolled to his feet, hand coming to Tobin's back to ensure he was alright. The larger man started laughing, "That scared the shit outta me."

Jesus laughed too and everyone decided they weren't ready to move up in class just yet. Carl's jaw was hanging at the move, it had happened in just a matter of seconds. Jesus was a freaking force to be reckoned with. Carl glanced over to see Daryl in a similar state, eyes dazed as he mumbled probably more to himself, "I'm terrified yet aroused."

"Me too." Carl didn't realize he said it out loud until Daryl's head slowly turned so he could stare at him.

Carl wished the ground would just open up and swallow him as Daryl blinked a few times before those piercing eyes lowered into a squint, "Excuse me?"

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Daryl was drumming his nails on the wooden table top, Rick next to him and Carl sitting across from them both. Daryl had practically snatched the boy up from the ground, dragging him home where thankfully only his father was. He then sat Carl down at the table and tugged Rick next to him. This was something they all needed to discuss.

"So...?" Rick cocked an eyebrow at Carl, waiting to be enlightened about the cause of this impromptu meeting.

Carl glanced at Daryl who just tapped harder, hoping that would make the kid spit it out. Carl sighed, rolling his eye before mumbling, "I have a crush."

"Oh?" Rick's eyebrows went even higher on his forehead and Daryl grunted kicking the kid under the table.

"On Jesus." Carl whispered, face going red at the confession.

Rick made a noise in the back of his throat, head tilting as he took in that information, "Oh!"

Daryl snorted at the reaction, Rick turned to give him a look pleading for help. Daryl gave it, "Since when?"

Carl shrugged, "A few months."

"So, since he's been living here?" Daryl asked, remembering Paul taking distance out of their long-distance relationship. Carl nodded and Daryl waited for Rick to finish processing all this.

Rick nodded slowly, "Are you sure this is a real 'crush'?"

"I don't know." Carl shrugged again.

"I know he's pretty, son," Daryl and Carl shared a look before staring at Rick like he lost his mind, "But that isn't really liking someone."

"It isn't like that, dad," Carl shook his head, "It's more than his looks. He's really smart, and strong. He's capable and a badass."

Daryl felt his neck go warm, those were very similar to the reason's Daryl loved the ninja. The passion on Carl's face as he spoke of Paul was so genuine. The boy clearly had some feelings there but Daryl wasn't convinced.

"But are ya sure this is a crush and not just admiration?" Daryl asked and Rick nodded in agreeance.

Carl paused, clearly thinking this over and Rick cleared his throat, "Is it more of some hero worship or do you want to be romantically involved with Jesus?"

Carl's eye went wide, clearly thinking about that second option before shaking his head, "I don't know, I don't think so but I like him a lot, dad."

Rick sighed, "Okay, son, it's alright."

Daryl wouldn't have minded Carl having a little crush, it's not like it would come to anything. He just figured the boy needed to talk this out, like Daryl wished he'd had coming up. Daryl knew a lot of people had eyes on Jesus, the man was perfection on every level. Even if Daryl was a bit biased.

"You're not mad, Daryl?" Carl's eye was full of worry, like Daryl might hate him now.

"Nah, of course not," Daryl reached over to slap Carl on the arm, "Just didn't want any tension and thought it was better to get all our cards on the table."

Carl nodded, relief all over his face as the door opened and Paul came in. Daryl knew he was a little shit at heart because he couldn't help what he said next, "Hey, Paul, guess who has a crush on ya?"

Paul rolled his eyes good naturedly, "You don't have to keep telling me, we're pretty much married, babe."

"Ha-ha, not me," Daryl deadpanned before point at Carl making him squeak, "This man, right here."

Paul looked down at Carl, watching his face go red and he ducked into himself, Rick punching Daryl on the arm with a chuckle. Paul stared for a moment before leaning down to throw his arms around Carl's shoulders, "Awww, that's so cute!"

"Oh god," Carl buried his burning face in his hands as Paul petted his hair making cooing noises that were so over the top Daryl and Rick were in stitched. Carl knew it was all in good fun, even smiling as he groaned, "I hate y'all."

#desus #darus #carl grimes #carl has a crush #angsty fluff #twd #prompt fill #this is just cuteness

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yumikkaku · 7 years ago

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more of the taegi where taehyung finds yoongi jerking off in the bathroom!

"This, is, uh," Taehyung indicates the taller, broader man with the bright pink hair. "Namjoon-hyung." He points to the smaller man to Namjoon's left. "And that's Jiminie."

Yoongi nods. "Nice to meet you," he says.

Jimin blinks.

Taehyung sets his hands down on the table. The four of them are sitting at a booth in the corner of the restaurant, Yoongi squished between the wall and Taehyung's broad shoulders.

"Where..." Jimin starts, pointing at Yoongi, "...did you...?"

"He found me jerking off in the bathroom." Yoongi takes a casual sip of water from the cup he'd brought over from his own table, now sitting abandoned across the room, and maintains eye contact with Jimin. "He thought it was sad enough that he invited me over here."

Taehyung makes a noise a little like he's choking.

Jimin, however, seems unfazed. He turns his gaze to Taehyung, his expression steady, if not a little disappointed. "Taehyungie," he says, "again?"

Yoongi blinks.

There's a thump! that sounds a lot like someone getting kicked under the table. Jimin hisses. Namjoon rests his head in one hand.

Briefly, Yoongi spends a moment wondering how the actual fuck his statement had not just been taken seriously, but as an awkward eventuality between Taehyung and his friends.

He wonders what sort of strange, strange people he's managed to come across. But then Yoongi just -- takes a deep breath in and decides not to worry. It's not like whatever these people think of him is going to matter past this one meal. It's not like Yoongi is ever going to see them again.

"It's, um, very nice to meet you." Namjoon inclines his head from across the table. He looks somewhat wary.

"Uh," Yoongi says. His brain hangs in stasis for a too-long beat. What the fuck is Yoongi's life. "You too."

Silence hangs over the table for a long, long moment.

"So, um," Taehyung says. "What we were talking about before I left -- "

Jimin stares openly at Yoongi, his tongue darting out across his lips. "My history class," he says.

"Right," Taehyung says.

From across the table, Namjoon slides Yoongi a menu. "And my, uh, Professor -- he keeps..."

Yoongi tunes out the conversation after that. Instead, he hides his face behind the flaps of the menu, and -- oh fuck his cheeks are red. He's blushing. He's obviously blushing, and Taehyung --

Sets his hand on Yoongi's thigh.

What the actual fuck is his life?

He listens as Namjoon and Jimin make casual conversation, which Taehyung occasionally participates in. Every once in a while Namjoon will butt in with some question about Yoongi's life -- what's he do for work (deliveries, mostly) and does he go to college (part time, for music) and whether he likes this or that menu item (sure, for the most part). Jimin just continues silently staring at him from across the table. It's incredibly awkward.

Taehyung, however, doesn't seem to care about any of this. Some part of Yoongi wonders if he simply doesn't notice, or if he's just -- somehow used to this strange sort of situation.

It's only when Namjoon and Jimin have struck up conversation with each other -- Yoongi thinks they might be dating based on a few offhanded comments, but he's not really sure and he doesn't want to accidentally assume some random strangers are gay because Yoongi's definitely already embarrassed himself enough for one day -- that Taehyung finally turns and speaks to him.

"How're you doing?"

His hand is a heavy weight on Yoongi's thigh. His palm is wide and warm, his fingers wrapping around more than half of Yoongi's leg. It's...impressive. In an odd way.

"Fine," Yoongi answers. He realizes a little belatedly that he had been staring down at Taehyung's hand. Oh fuck. Fuck. That's weird, isn't it? Yoongi's being weird again, and just because he hasn't had sex in fucking -- fuck, how long has it been? -- is no excuse for how fucking weird he's being --

Taehyung grins. His smile is so goofy and endearing that Yoongi almost finds it suspicious.

(He supposes that if he's being weird, at least Taehyung must be pretty weird himself.)

"Good," Taehyung says. He leans back in the seat, twisting so his shoulder digs into the upholstery and he can face Yoongi directly. Something about the quirk of his eyebrow seems smug.

"Yeah," Yoongi says. He holds the menu up even further, doing his very best to avoid having to look either Jimin or Namjoon in the eyes. "Better than sad jerkoffs at home."

That. That was a weird thing to say. Even if it is the truth. Why is Yoongi like this.

Taehyung raises his eyebrows. He doesn't seem particularly phased. "So soon?"

And Yoongi -- today feels a bit like a weird fever dream or some strange as fuck story he might read on 4chan -- but maybe he should just follow in Taehyung's weirdly unembarrassed footsteps and roll with it.

"Well, yeah," he says. "Bad dates, you know?"

It's not really funny, but Taehyung laughs. His fingers tighten around Yoongi's thigh, and something deep inside Yoongi's gut kicks.

"Sure," Taehyung says.

Yoongi drops the menu onto the table, pressing his lips together. He does so just in time to catch Jimin mouthing the words this is gross to Namjoon.

Taehyung giggles. "Do you have something to say?"

Jimin smiles tightly. "No," he says, lacing his fingers together over the table. "Nothing at all."

Silence hangs for a long few moments. Yoongi taps his stubby fingernails against the surface of the table.

"Taehyung," Namjoon says. He props his chin up on one elbow. "You really need to stop picking up random guys in the bathroom."

Yoongi sets his elbows on the table. He turns to Taehyung. "So you really have done this before, huh?"

And there's something about acknowledging the awkwardness of the situation that makes it just a little less awkward. Jimin snickers, and Yoongi finds himself cracking a smile.

"All the time," Jimin snickers. And when Yoongi takes a moment to breathe and actually pay attention, Jimin's smile is sweet. His cheeks bunch up and his eyes curve into little half-moons. "One time we were at a wedding and he came back with twins."

Jimin's palms go flat against the surface of the table. Taehyung giggles, one hand coming up to cover his mouth.

"Impressive," Yoongi says. He lays the tip of his pointer finger against the table. "But the real question is -- did the fuck them?"

Jimin's eyes widen for a split second -- as if he hadn't expected for Yoongi to jump on so quickly -- before his whole face splits into a smile. "I dunno," he says, before turning expectantly to Taehyung.

"I did," Taehyung says.

He smiles impossibly wide, his lips going thin and his eyes squeezing shut. It's cute.

"Nah," Namjoon says. "No way. You're lying."

"I'm not!" Taehyung says. He doesn't stop smiling.

"No," Yoongi says, pointing across the table at Namjoon. "He's right. I've known you for, like, ten minutes. And even I can tell you're lying."

"No," Taehyung says. Their waitress passes by, bending across the table to top off their glasses. For a split second she looks surprised at Yoongi's appearance at the table, but not perturbed enough for it to trip her up. "I would never."

"Are y'all about ready to order?"

Namjoon turns to her and very politely requests a few more moments just as Jimin kicks Taehyung under the table and spits, "You would."

#this fic is dumb but i'm having a good time okay

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theolddarkmachine · 8 years ago

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Super Late Gajevy Love Week 2017: Day 1- Missed Opportunities

This originally was a One Night Stand prompt. Until I realized jumping head first into smut was not doable at my current writing state. SO IT BECAME MISSED OPPORTUNITIES AND Y'ALL CAN JUST HAVE SOME MAKING OUT.

It had been a long, goddamn day. Levy’s back was aching, her muscles were tense, and honestly, she was certain she probably smelled a little bit. This was the last time she EVER agreed to take on a job with Team Natsu. There wouldn’t be too much running, they’d said. You wouldn’t need to do too much fighting, they’d said. There definitely wasn’t going to be that much trouble, they’d said. That’s when she should have known to back out, when they’d very obviously lied about the amount of trouble they were going to get into. Who had they been kidding, they couldn’t even walk into the guild without getting into trouble, let alone walking into “an old cave that may or may not turn out to be a tomb.” She should have known that at some point she’d end up dodging fire, running for her life, and rolling down the side of a mountain. Well she had done her time, and they had survived, and now she was going to treat herself to a drink. Or two. Possibly three? Who was counting anyway, she fucking deserved it. Goddammit. And if she ended up in someone else’s room tonight to help her work out those kinks stupid Natsu and his stupid team had made her get, well she fucking deserved that too.

Goddammit.

To be honest, she wasn’t normally the type to end up at the first dive bar she could find after a mission. (Though, she also wasn’t normally the type to end up on missions where demons chased people through caves, but apparently today just wasn’t a normal kind of day.) She sighed deeply before downing the rest of her old fashioned and signaled the bartender for another as it burned its way down her throat and fell warm into her stomach. It was like she had a fire in her belly. Levy giggled as she imagined Natsu saying his stupid catchphrase. Maybe she should cut herself off, she thought as she realized the world was slightly spinning. Another whiskey appeared in front her. Well there goes that plan.

Thanks to the whiskey, her muscles were finally relaxing and the long ass day was fading into the back of her memory when she heard the door get thrown open, and what little chatter that had been happening in the bar died. Normally she would have minded her own business, but, well...

Levy twirled around on her stool, and felt time stop around her. Standing in the doorway, was Gajeel. He’d been a part of Fairy Tail now for about a year, and while she had forgiven him for The Incident, it still felt as if he hadn’t forgiven himself and though they were friendly enough it still felt like he kept her at arm’s length. Normally, the bluenette respected his wishes and kept things strictly friendly between them, but the whiskey was saying otherwise today. She felt his crimson eyes burning into her very core as every nerve ending in her body ached with a primal fire. A small voice in the back of her head wondered why he was even here in this random bar in the middle of nowhere a hundred miles away from Magnolia. That small voice didn’t care enough to press the issue though. She lightly bit the corner of her bottom lip, enjoying the way his eyes flickered to her mouth. Maybe it was the alcohol, but for a second his eyes looked almost as hungry as she felt, and it was all the invitation her and her liquid courage needed. Breaking the stare that had felt like they’d held for years, she hopped off her stool-- slightly shocked she was able to land so stealthily-- and sauntered her way over to him. (At least, she thought she sauntered. Her body was thrumming with alcohol and excitement and she couldn’t really feel her legs. But she imagined she sauntered.)

“Hey there, Dragon Slayer.” The sultry, husky voice that said the words even shocked Levy. The screaming she’d done earlier while falling down that mountain must have really done a number on her vocal chords, though she did have to remember to thank Team Natsu for making her voice sound sexy for the first time ever. The petite wizard lightly grabbed his arm and looked up into his eyes with what she had hoped was an enticing smirk. “Wanna come back to mine?”

****

Gajeel knew he was stupid for following Team Natsu. It wasn’t like he had any claim to Levy whatsoever. As far as anyone was allowed to know, they were at most barely friends. He didn’t deserve anyone as beautiful as her, even if he hadn’t attacked her while with Phantom Lords, he still wouldn’t have been deserving of the beautiful light that she was. It was just that he couldn’t shake this feeling that he needed to get to her as soon as possible. The nagging feeling in the back of his mind had grown since the night before when they’d left until finally he just couldn’t take it anymore. It couldn’t hurt for him to swing by and make sure she was okay. She didn’t even need to know he was there, he just needed to make sure no one harmed her. That had been his vow when he’d joined Fairy Tail: That no one would ever harm her again, and he was going to everything he could to stick to it.

After his internal struggle, and a short sparring session with Lily after he said some things that Gajeel dare not think of, he was off. It hadn’t been too terribly long of a trip, as it was just a short train ride away, but by the time he’d arrived in the late afternoon it seemed they’d already returned from their mission. Sniffing out the team, he could hear them up in their hotel room celebrating some sort of victory. There was, however, one person missing. His person. It figured as much. His dragon reared up for a second before the logical part of his brain told him she must be safe since the group sounded cheerful. He figured it was safe to assume they wouldn’t be so happy if his shrimp had met some untimely end. (They better not fucking be, anyway.)

His nose picked up her scent easily, and followed it to a little hole in the wall establishment just a block away from the hotel. Even from outside he was hit with how sweet she smelled, like fuchsias almost. Mixed with her scent was woodsy whiskey, and he couldn’t deny that the mixture was positively intoxicating. If he didn’t think it would make him incredibly creepy, he could probably just stand outside the bar taking it in. It was the very faint trace of fear that made him enter the establishment. Most likely it was leftover from the mission earlier, and he was aware of that, but his body moved of his own accord and the next thing he knew he was standing in the doorway with all eyes on him. He watched as his bluenette girl twirled around on her stool and was dumbfounded by the way her cheeks were pinkened by the whiskey she’d been drinking and the way her eyes lit up. If he didn’t know better, he might think she was happy to see him. He wasn’t certain how long he stood there in the doorway holding her gaze, but he knew he wouldn’t last very long if this turned into a staring competition. His dragon was starting to stir deep within him and it would make keeping his distance very difficult if he wasn’t careful. Gajeel watched as Levy hopped off her stool, an air of confidence hanging around her that made her very dangerous, and walked towards him more like a jungle cat that the sprite he normally compared her to. She stopped just in front of him, and spoke lowly and in a sultry voice that he almost didn’t recognize.

“Hey there, Dragon Slayer.” His dragon roared to life at the sound. “Wanna come back to mine?”

****

Everything around Levy was on fire. Her skin, her insides, everything was hot as Gajeel pressed her up against the door of her hotel room. The walk back had been torturously long, and if she didn’t know better she thought she was going to spontaneously combust before they made it down the block. But now they were inside and he was everywhere and filling all of her senses. She hadn’t even closed the door behind them when she was flipped around and pressed up against it. Her arms made their way up and around his neck and her fingers twisted into his hair. His mouth was on hers and she moaned loudly as he sunk his teeth into her bottom lip. It felt like a dream she’d had. Actually, it felt exactly like a dream she’d had recently. Jevy’s hands came down to the dragon slayer’s shoulders and pushed him back, their mouths coming apart with a small pop.

“Are you a dream?” She said, completely seriously and staring him dead in the eye. “Because it’s just mean if this is just a dream.” Gajeel’s laugh filled the room.

“Nah, shrimp, I’m not a dream,” he said softly before his eyes turned downright evil. “But it’s nice to know you’ve dreamt of me in the past.”

“Shut up, stupid Gajeel, and kiss me,” she said without any true venom as she pulled his face back down to hers. This kiss was slower, and burned in a different way. As opposed to roaring flames like it began, this was more like molten lava. His tongue was hesitant this time, almost as if he was asking permission before Levy sucked it into her own mouth. He caressed her cheek with his right hand before using his left to press her closer to him. Lifting her up slightly, she wrapped her legs around his waist without breaking the kiss and he walked them towards the modest hotel bed. She felt him lower them both to it before moving from her mouth to start exploring her jaw and neck. A gasp escaped her mouth as he bit the space just below her jawline. He sucked on the space before continuing down.

“Let me know if you want me to stop,” he breathed into her collarbone.

“Stupid Gajeel,” she said again, running her fingers into his hair as his hand found the hem of her shirt and worked their way up to her breasts. The large warm palms engulfed her breasts, squeezing slightly before messaging her nipples. She felt his lips brush against the top of her jeans before he unbuttoned them with his teeth. The crimson eyes looked up at her, asking to move further. With a sigh, she put a hand on his shoulder, knowing full well that it would stop him in his tracks just long enough for her to get the upper hand. As suspected, he straightened and started to back off. With speed people didn’t think the script mage possessed, she grabbed him by that same shoulder and used her weight to flip them both. If he had been expecting it, he most likely wouldn’t have budged, but the surprise gave her enough of an edge that she was able to get him under her.

Straddling his hips, her hands made quick work of his belt as a smile played across his lips. “Let me know if you want me to stop,” she winked before dipping her hand under the band of his boxers and grabbing his cock into her hand. The sound he made was positively delicious as she started to stroke his length with her hand, making note that yes, he was pierced. Gajeel’s hips bucked slightly as she continued to palm him .

“Levy,” he whispered.

“Mmhm,” she purred as she started to tug his pants down. Her brain was filled with the thought that this was finally happening.

“Levy,” he said again, a little louder and he gently put his hands on either sides of her arms. “Stop.” She froze. She hadn’t actually thought he’d tell her to stop. It was disappointing to say the least. He saw the hurt flicker across her eyes. “This, I want this,” he nodded towards her, “But I don’t want it like this.”

“Gajeel,” she whispered. “What do you mean?” His eyes were on her as he looked to be choosing his words carefully.

“I want you, but I don’t deserve you. Not yet. But dammit, Lev, I’m going to make sure I do.” His voice was pleading as his hands still held to either side of her arms. His eyes searched hers, almost as if he was trying to find the answer to a question he hadn’t asked. “I guess what I’m saying is I want this, but I want to do it right. Okay?”

This was the moment she was supposed to say something. It was okay, it was more than okay! What she should have done was said yes. Instead, this was the moment her whiskey came back to bite her, and she threw up on Gajeel’s chest.

*****

It had been a long night. Gajeel didn’t think he’d ever be happy to be thrown up on, but in the moment Levy had thrown up on him it had saved him from getting an answer to a question he hadn’t even meant to ask. He was so stupid. After helping Levy get to the bathroom to retch some more, he got her cleaned up before tucking her into bed. She was asleep almost instantly and he breathed a low chuckle as she sighed his name. With any luck she would wake up with a terrible hangover and no memory whatsoever of what had happened. He set a tall glass of water on the nightstand next to her before pressing a kiss to her temple and seeing himself out.

*****

When Levy woke up, she felt like death warmed over. Death would have been kinder than how she felt at the current moment. She groaned lowly as she grabbed the glass of water on her nightstand and gulped it down. The meeting time to head home was fast approaching and she knew she had to get ready, but the thought of just letting herself lay in the bed until she rotted away sounded much more appealing.

The only good that had come of the night was the dream she’d had of Gajeel. She smiled a small smile to herself thinking about how real his mouth had felt on her. If only, she thought to herself as she pushed herself up and off the bed. The world spun around her and she took a moment to collect herself. Breathing in deeply, she stumbled to the bathroom. She turned on the light and took in her disheveled appearance. Wow did she look rough. A small mark on her collarbone caught her eye as she saw a purplish bruise right on the bone on the right side of her chest. A vision of Gajeel biting her lightly flashed across her mind’s eye. She shook her head vigorously as if to shake the thought from her mind. As if, she thought to herself, must have been from the fall yesterday.

If only it had really been from him though.

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