#of course i didnt say anything weird

[kohamnie]

i got drunk last night and every song i played on spotify would have the cover photo of the maroon 5 v album. so my mind was tricked into thinking it said every fucking song was animals.

[elodieunderglass]

Regarding Colm's pony - every shitty parent looking to get rid of a pony I've been aware of has just sold the pony without warning the kid. If mom is financially-minded, horse body disposal costs money, and even shipping to a downmarket auction will at least pay for the petrol. HOWEVER, what I keep rotating for drama: there is a "murdered for insurance money" option, depending on the value of the pony (a little light fraud may have been involved) - this was definitely a thing around the 70s-80s in the states, but it tended to come out years later, after the statue of limitations on animal cruelty ran out and the people doing the horse wetwork came clean. In this case, maybe the vet who signed off on an accidental death for the horse insurance company admitted misgivings to one of the boys as adults, one random day they happened to see each other, but no one other than mom really knows?

(In reference to the probable fate of the childhood pony of Killie the Jockey OC and his siblings)

Oh my GOD you can’t just SAY THINGS like —

Oh that pony is DEAD-dead. Maximise the drama. Rotate that sod like a rotisserie chicken. You’re good at this.

[ganondoodle]

back on my zelda thoughts

idk about you but i got sick of zelda running after people with big sorrowful puppy eyes begging them to listen to her(they wont) or to help link in totk pretty fast

[liquidstar]

a friend who'd wait :)

[microwavestim]

i hate mfs who are so genuinely-down-to-the-core-persistently-and-thoroughly pessimistic

[coronangelic1]

thankful of not being from the usa scared shitless of the fact that if something goes wrong over there it will fuck other countries (including mine)

[twopercentboy]

,,,,

[gamblersdoll]

“this shit is stupid.” katsuki grits, hands in his pockets and the tips of his ears red. he hated christmas, somewhat a grinch because he didnt like the crowd. especially if it had kids, he gets anxious.

“cmon, man.” you joke with your best friend of two years, brushing his arm and pulling him with you. “its christmas, a white christmas at that!”

“its just another one of those holidays that requires gifts.” he snided, folding his arms and huffing. “you know im not good with gifts.”

“i know, thats why i never expect one from ya.”

he stops in his tracks, staring to you and only you. he was conflicted… hes never gotten you a gift. how could he be a friend to you of two years and never given you a gift? but he was also weirded out… hes never addressed the weird giddy feeling inside when he was around you.

“what?” you snicker, waving in his face. “we’re going to miss the party.”

“did… you want a gift this year?” he asked, wondering if its guilt building up or if it was rage. were you insulted by him or insulting him ?

“not really, youre not a gift giver.” you say flat, its just the truth, and only that. you shrugged, and pulled his arm. “will ya quit asking me weird questions and walk?”

“no. im not going.” he pulled his arm away, scoffing and walking off. you’re dumbfounded, questioning yourself if you crossed a line. but it wasnt you, it was his stubbornness and attitude.

its why you always kept him at somewhat an olive branch.

“what happened to katsuki?” sero asks you later in the party, dragging the joint from his mouth and sighing. “he ran again?”

“he asked me these weird questions and then stormed off,” you mimic the same, shaking your head to the thought. “i dont know what his deal is.”

and next you had it— your yanked, sero being too drawn into his own group to notice.

“the fuck—“ you grunt, then feeling the box shoved to your chest. “the fuck is your problem?” you look to whoever it was. of course it was katsuki, his emotions always fluctuating. “and whats this?”

“theres yer gift.. dont ask for shit else.” katsuki mumbles, hands in his pocket and anxiously watches you open the box.. to an awkward moment of a poloroid camera. “i told you.. im not great with gifts.”

“it just stuck out to me and i thought of you.” he enforces, damage control.. right?

“you thought about me? and you have the gall to say that under a mistletoe?” you snicker, his face and ear red. “how thoughtful katsuki.. i love it.”

he swallows, “ya sure?” he asks. “if yer lyin’ ill know.” he’s overwhelmed, overthinking the situation more than anything.

“can you not over analyze under the mistletoe?”

the night does end, his ego fulled and only to leave with his own personal photo of you both, the tiny words written on the white part of the poloroid.

“his prettiest problem.” with his handwriting.

[talon-dragonbeast]

weird rules, social expectations and Being A Woman

you know, something that really pisses me off about Society (tm) is how normativity is just so mindlessly, happily rewarded, even by the most tolerant of people. specifically (but not exclusively) regarding to gender expression.

i am a woman. i was born a woman, i live as a woman, i am perceived as a woman, and i even identify as a woman. ill admit i also have some gender fuckery going on in here, but my internal identity is, frankly, nobodys business; im happy to be assumed a woman, because i honestly dont care how others perceive me in this regard. but. this doesnt mean that i am happy to do the whole nonsense routine that is required to be considered a Real Woman by almost everyone in this god darn planet. i dont do makeup, i dont like to style my hair, i mostly stopped shaving, and you couldnt pay me to care about clothes.

my mother is always telling me about how pretty i am. growing up, i heard it all the time. you have such beautiful curls, if i had hair like yours i would let it grow a lot longer (thanks, i like it shorter tho). im so jealous of your eyes, they are so blue! (haha yeah, i was born with them). i bet this dress would look so pretty on you, why do you never wear skirts? (they just make me uncomfortable, i like my own clothes anyways). if you wore makeup more often you would look so much more beautiful (i like how my face looks, thanks). you should shave your legs, they look bad like that (you never tell [brother] to shave his legs).

it is infuriating. i hate it so, so much. i am a woman, not a doll to play dress up with. and if i have to pretend to be a human, the least that society could do is to just let me exist in peace! it drives me crazy that all this is even expected. worst part, it is fucking Everywhere.

this christmas one of my cousins got me a new pencil case. it is pink and green, and has some cats and snakes and bugs and moons drawn on it. it is beautiful, and although i wasnt too thrilled about the color, i figured it was cool so i began using it. one of my friends saw me take it out during class, said oooo [name], thats so pretty! and gave me a Look. i dont know how to explain it without sounding crazy, but i swear it was like she was saying, so now you like Woman Stuff! you know what Look im talking about, right? when you finally cave in and do the feminine thing, and its like everyone is so happy that youre finally filling your expected role in life. it is weird as hell. i dont like it.

but like, this is my friend, who supports me being aroace and autistic and IS BISEXUAL HERSELF! something something, leftism leaving peoples bodies when a gender non-conforming person does something that is stereotypically associated with their gender. idk, its a bit like dog training when you think about it for a second. in animal training (and i mean proper animal training, not beating your dog until it stops barking), good behavior should be rewarded, while bad behavior is supposed to be ignored so the animal learns to only do the good behavior. you do the feminine thing, and you get smiles and compliments; you stop doing it, then suddenly gender presentation doesnt matter. and this... training behavior is, of course, mostly unconscious, with its perpetrators unaware that theyre even doing it. if i asked my friend what she meant by that, she would say that she didnt mean anything, she just liked the case. if i asked my mother why do i have to shave while my brother doesnt, she would say that its just how things are.

its just how things are. its how it always has been. its how it always will be. so just shut up, smile, and pretend it isnt happening. pretend youre not being trained like a dog to salivate at the sound of a bell. it doesnt matter, it isnt happening, so why bother thinking about it? dont think about it. stop thinking about it.

[harrysgal]

SOMETHING DIFFERENT

harry styles x yn stylist — social media AU

I’ve been stuck with I dig your cinema for a while now, so I wanted to do something different to distract myself and somehow came up with this. Idk I just went along with this idea I had in mind and stopped when I reached the 30 pictures. Of course that means I didn’t get to finish it yet, but here it is anyway. Sorry if it sucks.

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magazine EXCLUSIVE: Jessie Moss and Harry Styles have split after nearly five months of dating. 

“Jessie and Harry have spent a lovely time together, but ultimately they just weren’t the right fit for one another,” says a rep for the actress.

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harryone ???????? harrytwo i’m sorry but WHAT THE FUCK??  harrythree no way 😲   harryfour i’m so confused right now harryfive wasn’t he giving an interview and talking about her like a week ago?!  jessiefanone well this sucks :( he really seemed to like her

harrysix this is ridiculous cmon. i fully refuse to believe it’s real harryseven first time he’s so public about a relationship and they just break up like this? OUT OF NOWHERE?

↳ harryeight that’s what i’ve been saying! the man was WHIPPED  ↳ harrynine this wasn’t mutual, i’ll tell you that much…. ↳ harryten also the fact that her fans are dead silent right now is soooo weird  ↳ harryeleven always knew she was too nice and cute to be true 

jandh4ever NO NO NO NO NO STOP  jandh4ever WHY WOULD THEY BREAK UP  jandh4ever THERE’S NO WAY THIS IS TRUE  jandh4ever NO WAY jandh4ever I DONT BELIEVE IT  jessiefantwo Guys, just read the article. Someone from Jessie’s team released the statement, so it’s real. They broke up, and that’s it. Let’s give them some privacy, it’s not our business. 

↳ harrytwelve i bet you’re all happy right now, arent you? you guys never supported harry as her bf even tho he was clearly really into her ↳ harrythirteen so true. what a despicable fandom 

harryfourteen oh boy :( hope they are both doing okay! 

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harryupdates Harry in London today! 

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harryone baby was mad :( harrytwo no bc a fan said they didnt approach him bc they felt like he wasnt in the mood and i totally get them now harrythree he was supposed to be at the wedding, too :(  harryfour did you guys see that video on tiktok of someone saying they overheard him on the phone and apparently he was talking about jessie??

↳ harryfive yes but im not sure I believe them. I mean anyone can say anything just to get attention… 

harrysix this whole thing makes me so sad for him like he really doesnt seem ok :( harryseven the way he just turned around as soon as he saw the pap lol im laughing sorry

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magazine EXCLUSIVE: Jessie Moss spotted kissing longtime friend just one week after split from Harry Styles. 

The Golden Globe-nominated actress was spotted in her hometown attending her childhood best friend’s wedding—where she was also seen sharing a passionate moment with longtime friend Nathan Griffiths.

“It was meant to be,” a guest at the wedding shared. “We all knew. We were just waiting for Nathan to make a move.”

Another insider added, “They are really happy together. The timing is complicated, but they’ve been waiting for this moment for a long time.”

The photos surfaced just days after Moss’ team released a statement confirming the split. “Jessie and Harry have spent a wonderful time together, but ultimately, they just weren’t the right fit for one another,” a representative for the actress told MAGAZINE.

Read the full article at the link in our bio.

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harryone damn  harrytwo oh my  harrythree well… I guess now we know what happened 🧍🏻‍♀️ harryfour no bc for her team to release the statement so fast before the wedding means she KNEW what was about to happen harryfive I can’t believe she would do this to him???? harrysix has anyone checked on myparents on twitter? girl must be losing it lol harryseven I’m so sad and disappointed I don’t even know what to say 😞  harryeight i had a feeling the break up was suss but damn… i didnt know i would end up hating that girl jessiefanone i hope my baby doesn’t get canceled :( nathan and her have been friends for so long… it’s not a surprise they’ve always been in love with each other 

↳ harryfive if she’s always been in love with him then why did she even start dating someone else??? ↳ jessiefanone ＠harryfive i mean, have you ever been in love with a friend? it’s not that easy… i’m sure she didn’t know this would end up happening… 

jessiefan2 can harry’s fans please leave jessie alone? she’s never said one bad word about him and it’s not like she chose to hurt him on purpose 

↳ harrysix really??? have you read the article??? bc it surely seems everyone but harry knew about this ↳ harrynine she didn’t choose to hurt him but she definitely made sure to make herself available to kiss someone else 

harryten ngl i dont blame harry for never speaking about his relationships… look how messy this turned out to be  harryeleven at the end of the day, all I hope is that harry gets to live his happiest single era now… man def deserves it :( jessiefanthree I KNEW IT I KNEW IT OMG THIS IS THE HAPPIEST DAY OF MY ENTIRE LIFE harrytwelve god i hate her fandom so fucking much

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jessiemoss sometimes unexpected things happen in the most unexpected ways 💖

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harrystyles I’m so happy to announce that ‘Love On Tour 2022’ is finally coming to the UK, Europe and South America.

Public on sale begins on Friday, January 28th. Check your venue website for further information about your show.

I’m so excited to see you. Thank you, I love you. H

view all 16,765 comments  harryzero hii omg there you are :’) we missed youuuuu harryone YESSSS LET’S DO THISSSSS harrytwo 💘💘💘 can’t wait to see you!!!  harrythree there’s no better way to get over someone than to go on tour all over the world  harryfour baby really said who cares about my ex i have my fans im gonna visit all of them 🥲 harryfive all im saying is: singlerry in south america harrysix YESSS!!!!! take all my money i dont care it’s all yours i just want to see youuu harryseven hope you’re doing okay <3 we love you!

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singlerry As a proud supporter of Harry’s single era, I don’t only bring this blind to your attention, but I also say that I hope it really is about him and says nothing but the true. GO FOR IT BABE!

view all 10 comments harryone not deuxmoi making him sound like a whore 😩 harrytwo honestly i hope it’s true, too. hope he’s kissing everyone and having the greatest time harrythree i volunteer in case he runs out of options harryfour okay i don’t actually believe deuxmoi, sorry lol but also the idea of harry just going out and being single like a normal human being (man) sounds really funny to me idk harryfive you guys should check twitter right now…….. lol

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harryupdates Harry leaving a club in London last night. 

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harryzero MY BABYYYY  harryone it’s been two months guys how did we even survive all this time without him :(  harrytwo man is looking gooooooooooddddd harrythree BOY LOOKS HAPPYYYYYY harrythree i bet he kissed the girl!!!!! 👩‍❤️‍💋‍👨 harryfour SINGLERRY IS SO HOT AND I’M SO HERE FOR IT harryfive hope he’s having the time of his life <3

↳ harrysix sounds like he is… he was seen flirting with multiple girls all night hahaha  ↳ harryfour that’s what i’ve been saying: he’s in his single era and i’m here for it lol

harryseven looking good, single, and healthy 🔥 harryeight nathan who??? harrynine lmao jessie moss you will be regretting this loss for the rest of your life !!

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singlerry okay so no signs of harry out partying tonight BUT (!!!) it’s almost 3am in london and he JUST followed this girl on ig

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harryone shut up 😯 are you serious? harrytwo pls !!! to be in harry’s mind at 3am harrythree some people are just so lucky harrythree some people are never me harrythree im never some people harryfour why do i feel like i’ve seen her before? 🤔

↳ harryfive because i’m pretty sure she’s the stylist that works with lambert ↳ harrysix she is, yessss! she was in LA when lambert styled jessie for those red carpets ↳ harryfour so she’s the one who styled jessie when lambert styled harry? ↳ harrysix yes! haha  ↳ harryseven what???

harryeight okay what’s the big deal? sorry i really dont get it  harrynine guys if she’s a stylist and works with lambert maybe it’s work related

↳ harryten i’m sorry but have you seen her profile?? that man did NOT follow her at 3 in the morning bc of work lmaoooo

harryeleven well idk about you but i just followed her, too 🥵 harrytwelve i need more info pls i mean what’s the gossip here? he just followed, right? so…?

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yourinstagram so sorry I haven’t checked my phone lately xxx

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bestie except to text me x

↳ harry_lambert and to text me x ↳ yourinstagram indeed x ↳ yourinstagram so if you need me contact my friends, please xxx

someone stunning as usual  sometwo girl that body 😭 share the secret i beg you harryone my jaw lays on the floor harrytwo I will not say it, I will not say it, I will not say it…  harrythree we see you harryyyyy harryfour harryyyyy!!! that was quick lolll  harryfive omg guys stop being embarrassing he’s not 12 give him at least some privacy??

↳ harrysix this is instagram… im pretty sure he knows he’s not going to be private here 🤷‍♀️ ↳ harryfive still!!! stop calling him out!!!  ↳ harryseven yeah… especially bc it could be just work related and here you are making things awkward… so please stop

harryeight girl at least follow him back 😭 poor guy jessiefanone why am I still following you? 🤮 jessiefantwo nathan didn’t like this post!!!!

↳ jessiefanthree no he didn’t!!!! ↳ jessiefanfour that’s the jessie effect!  ↳ jessiefanfive can you imagine knowing guys only care about you when the real ones aren’t available? so sad  ↳ jessiefansix also guys, our theories about what happened make so much sense it’s crazy 

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yourinstagram this week was one of THOSE weeks. meaning I’ve been exhausted all day every day whilst feeling the luckiest on earth with the greatest job that I love more than anything in the world. 

thanks again ＠harry_lambert for bringing me in to your journey. I love you just as much as I love all my mini slutty skirts xxx

view all 56 comments  harry_lambert as much as the mini slutty skirts? 😯  harry_lambert damn that’s real babe, thank you harry_lambert also this is OUR journey x  harry_lambert and also I love you x bestie you two teaming up was the greatest thing that could’ve ever happened to me. I love you both ＠harry_lambert ＠yourinstagram  someone mother of the internet  sometwo the balance between posting work mode pics but still bringing the mini skirts up  cousin do you ever get a family discount or something?

↳ yourinstagram haha come over next week i might have something for you

harryone is he taking you on tour with harry, too? 👀 harrytwo not me checking if he liked her post (of course he did!!) and if she finally followed him back (no she didn’t!!) 

↳ harrythree girl ＠yourinstagram plssssss just follow him ↳ harrythree boy must be just waiting for the day he gets an interaction

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[cloudcountry]

ok so obviously leona fic, did we ever expect anything else, recently ive been thinking a lot about childhood friends aus with leona so how about that as a trope. THANKS POOKIE THIS EVENT KICK STARTED A MASSIVE LEONA RAMBLING FOR ME SO EVEN IF I DIDNT WIN THIS WOULDA BEEN AWESOME <33

2ND PRIZE WINNER, LOSER

— CHILDHOOD FRIENDS WITH LEONA KINGSCHOLAR (1117 words)

please note that the expressions of love in his this fic are platonic, but can be read as romantic pining if you wish!

Leona’s ears twitch as your footsteps echo down the halls, coming right up to his door before stopping. His tail starts swishing, almost absentmindedly, but the happiness he feels about you visiting is not absentminded in the slightest.

“Leona!” you whisper yell, cracking the door open as sneakily as your clumsy hands can, “Psst, Leona!”

He smirks, blatantly ignoring you. He hopes the swishing of his tail seems lazy, not happy. Overjoyed, even. Leona knows you won’t mind when you find him out—you’ve always been just weird enough to find him fun to be around and his attitude charming. He wishes more of the palace staff were like you.

“I know you can hear me, goofball!” you whisper louder, sliding into his room through the open door, shutting it softly behind you.

“Huh?” Leona drawls, turning around in his chair, “I thought that was a fly. You sure do a lot of buzzing for a herbivore.”

You purse your lips and pout at him, looking more amused than livid. Your acting always sucked, but he doesn’t tell you that in fear of you swatting at him and whacking his tail again.

It’s sensitive.

“The kitchen is empty. We could totally go in there and grab snacks.” you say, and the pout melts off your face like butter on a saucepan, “You’ve been studying all day, you haven’t had any time for me!”

Leona huffs, tail gently smacking against your cheek. You yowl dramatically and rub your cheek like he punched you, glaring at him with the smallest of smiles on your lips. You’ve always been that blunt with him, saying exactly what's on your mind even though you get scolded for it again and again. You’re the only one in this wretched place who doesn’t bow to him every time you see him, or hold your tongue every time you have an idea. You speak freely, happily, and Leona is thankful to have been with you since the two of you were in diapers.

Even if the gap between you would never be bridged.

After all, a person of your position should not talk that way to royalty, even though he’ll never be anything but a prince.

You drag him out of his thoughts and consequently, out of his room, glancing around the halls to check and see if anyone is there. Leona rolls his eyes but the action holds no malice, not when you grab his hand and yank him down the hallway, giggling quietly as if you’re about to steal cookies from the cookie jar.

Which, considering your destination, may just be your scheme.

Leona doesn’t get soft often, he doesn't get that heart-thumping loving feeling, but when he looks at you, that changes. He loves you, he knows that much. You’re his only friend in this suffocating palace, where he shoulders the burden of being the second born with every step he takes. But with you, his best friend, his only friend, he starts to feel like he’s plain old Leona.

Nothing more, nothing less.

It’s so easy to sneak around with you, even if you are a bit clumsier than he is. And sure, maybe it’s because he purposefully trips you on his tail (only for you to whisper that you thought his tail was too sensitive for that with mock anger in your tone) but that’s nothing you can prove.

Over the course of your childhood, there are plenty more of those moments. You and Leona both grow, even though sometimes you wish you could stay kids forever. It isn’t easy watching him mold to fit his role, watching the usual easygoing smirk he has on his face morph into a constant snarl and frown.

You think you’re the only one in the palace who sees him as Leona anymore.

It isn’t long before he receives an offer to go to a school called Night Raven, which he considers with careful attentiveness. You hesitantly watch from afar, not wanting him to leave you behind but also knowing deep down he’d be so much happier if he did.

Soon enough (too soon), you’re helping him pack his suitcases.

You hug him goodbye, face buried in his clothes, squeezing him tight. He promises to call you every night in a voice only you can hear, gruff and reassuring.

Of course, he has to add a jab about you looking like a puppy without its owner so he doesn’t seem too soft. You just blink back tears and agree with a choked up laugh. His expression goes soft once more, and you take it in like you’ll never see him again.

Once he boards, you watch his carriage until it disappears and there’s no one left watching beside you.

Leona keeps his promise and calls every night, telling you about the upperclassmen and how he got sorted into Savanaclaw, to no one’s surprise. You speculate which dorm you’d be put in if you were to go to Leona’s school, and he tells you “soft hearted herbivores like you would end up in Octavinelle or something like that.”

He sounds like he’s having fun. You’re glad.

There’s a small part of you that toys with the idea of going to NRC yourself—training  your magic to the point of being one of those exceptional mages the Head Mage seeks out. It’s not like you’ll never see Leona, he’s taken the necessary measures to ensure that you can visit campus whenever you please (oh, how he spoils you so) but it’s different. Things aren’t the same anymore and you know they never will be.

(That doesn’t stop you from training in secret. Leona always put everything he had into himself, so why wouldn’t you do the same?)

You don’t bat an eye when the carriage arrives again, standing stationary outside the palace. If anything, you figure it’s Leona coming back for some sort of official business, or at least that’s what you thought before the palace staff starts to whisper your name.

Your luggage, much like Leona’s exactly one year ago, is crammed into the entryway of the palace before you know it.

You’re in a daze the whole trip, painfully aware that you’re sixteen now, going to Night Raven College, you’re growing up more and more and there’s nothing you can do to stop it.

But there’s also excitement, laced with a fair share of anxiety.

You’re going to see Leona again.

And this time, you two will be equals.

It’s the most difficult thing, composing yourself before you’re sorted by the mirror. It’s even more difficult keeping your head straight and not whirling around the room, looking for a pair of green eyes and a lazy, flicking tail. It’s even more difficult not to acknowledge the thrill that jolts through you when your name is called, knowing that Leona heard it, wherever he is in the room.

“Soft hearted herbivores like you would end up in Octavinelle.”

You hope, wherever you end up, you can be close to him like always.

-> leona's napping buddies . . . @vivigoesinsane @dove-da-birb

[kings-highway]

some safe-for-work headcanons regarding how they might of gone about having sex for the first time for some of my favouritr haikyuu ships:

daisuga: look you know these bitches had it scheduled. not like a meticulous planned thing, but it was definitely something they knew was going to happen in advance. Like they talked about it, agreed they both wanted it, and then 3 weeks later Suga's parents go away for the weekend and they know like a solid week in advance that their "hang out" on Saturday evening is basically exclusively so they can have sex. They're very prepared. This also probably makes that week of training super annoying for the team bc they cant figure out why their captains are being SO overly giggly like you are seventeen/eighteen year old men wtf is going on.

iwaoi: i've always thought they were probably way more nervous than any of their friends assumed and definitely did not have sex as early as people thought. like mattsun and makki both constantly tease them in a way that insinuates they're actively having sex but they probably didnt actually do it until like... the last few months of high school. They were both just nervous! Iwa was very afraid of rushing things and doing it "wrong," and Oikawa wasnt even sure what doing it "right" would be so they had like 6 false-starts before they actually managed it.

ushiten: dorm living is not condusive to intimacy so when for the first time in like 8 months since they started dating that they have a confirmed evening with a locked dorm alone they end up making out for just a crazy amount of time. Tendou is too nervous to actually move anything forward because he's too anxious over the possibility of rejection but he keeps making these weird half-insinuations like "haha I cant believe nobody's going to be back for another four hours... we could do anything and get away with it... isnt that so funny... like nobody would know if we were making out or having sex or just reading a book... haha... isnt that crazy... me and you..." and he's all weird and twitchy about it until Ushijima tells him he doesn't think the idea of them having sex is crazy at all and then it is on immediately.

kuroken: highkey, kuroo probably lays out like a whole romantic, corny ass evening with candles and rose petals and is prepared to have a whole long conversation about being "ready" and Kenma just sort of rolls his eyes and is like "have you finished talking? this is Too Much. I need you to understand this is Too Much. Oh my god I love you but WOW." (it works anyway and Kenma is sufficient wooed).

tsukkiyama: this one might be a little out there but I genuinely think they're the most likely to have it happen by accident, or in a spontaneous moment of opportunity. Like they both intend to just take advantage of the empty house with only a bit of making out and then suddenly they're losing their clothes and it's like "we'll have a conversation about it tomorrow, im sure."

kagehina: okay this one is more stupid but I imagine after they've been dating a while Hinata is like "you know what, im ready to take the next step" but Kageyama cannot read ppl so Hinata's somewhat obvious attempts at seduction go entirely over his head, and Hinata is getting increasingly frustrated and dramatic and trying really really hard to get Kageyama to realize what he wants and it ends up causing a fight between them because Kageyama thinks Hinata is being weird and Hinata thinks Kageyama is being intentionally distant and eventually Kageyama blows up and is like "Oh my god if you want to break up or something just say so!!!" and Hinata is like "Oh my GOD I dont want to break up with you I want to have sex with you!!!" and of course that shuts everyone up and unfortunately Yachi is probably also there and wants to die.

[wonwoonlight]

always with you | jeon wonwoo

➝ Wonwoo x fem!Reader (ft: Jisoo, Karina (Yoo Jimin), Jeonghan, Soonyoung, etc.)

➝ word count: 10k (lol) // non-idol!au // childhood friends to ?? // idiots to ???? // angst if u squint

➝ not inspired by this song but i was listening to "your love" by Jisoo and it fits <////3

➝ warning: food, responsible alcohol consumption lol, theyre pining idiots, kisses mwah. i want THIS. this is me projecting. not proofread.

a/n: hi. this has been sitting in my draft for months and i willed myself to finish this before the loml enlists. to my muse, jeon wonwoo, i'll always be here for u <3 i didnt expect this to reach 10k. i do Not Know what this is. pls bare w me and my self indulgence. enjoy <3

your love feels like the rain, feels like a song i used to know. (your love - jisoo)

It’s weird, what you have with Jeon Wonwoo.

It feels like you’ve always known him–with him being your neighbor and all. But it’s not until university that you actually get to know the guy as a friend, which is funny because Wonwoo attended a prestigious university in Seoul and you ended up living abroad in Japan.

Looking back, Wonwoo has always been in your life even when you’re nothing but neighbors and school mates. You’d even go home together from time to time, sharing polite conversations that didn’t really have substance nor anything too personal. So how did you even get closer to him after you were apart rather than when you were physically close to each other?

It went like: Wonwoo went to Japan for his first solo trip and your mom made him bring you stuff and she made you bring him around because ‘it’s the least you could do after troubling him’.

You didn’t mind, of course. As much as you were not very close with Wonwoo, you still considered him… something (ha!) and he’s not the worst to be around. Plus, you might or might not feel a little embarrassed because your mom made him bring so much stuff for you. You imagined a third of his luggage was full because of yours. Bringing him around and treating him food really was the least you could do.

“You’re more… bright.” You remember Wonwoo told you that first night. 

“Oh?” 

“Mhm. It’s nice to see.”

You’ve never really been quiet, if you’re to be completely honest. But you suppose you’d never been around each other enough, nor your circle of friends clash, for him to know this at that point. 

Plus, you had to admit living by yourself in another country did change you. 

That was the first time you ever sat down to talk with him, which led to more and more meals, and you joining him whenever you could until Wonwoo left back to Korea. 

“Text me once you've landed?” You had said, almost hesitant. Now that his trip ended, you wondered if what you shared with him was nothing but a fleeting closeness generated out of proximity. But when Wonwoo smiled and proceeded to send you pictures that he took during the trip not ten minutes after you left the airport, your heart settled in content, recognizing the sign of a new friend you would get to keep around.

It’s not until a few months later you got to see him again when you went back home for Christmas. You hadn’t been able to ask if he’d go down to Changwon or stay in Seoul for the holiday, and you got your answer when you saw him in your family house the moment you arrived. 

It was weird, the way your heart picked up a little when he looked up and grinned at your arrival. You didn’t want to think much of it though, so you simply waved and asked what he’s doing in your living room. Naturally, it’s your mom who answered, fussing about your rude question, how thin you had gotten (it’s her favorite phrase, one that doesn’t hold much meaning because she says this to anyone she hasn’t seen in a long time–even when you’re pretty sure you’ve gained weight), and added that Wonwoo was in your house because his parents were on a trip and would return in a few days, so your mom took the rein and decided to feed the poor guy whenever she could.

“Let me help you with that.” He didn’t wait for your answer, simply took your luggage and urged you to move upstairs to your room. “What did you even have here?”

“Lots and lots of snacks.” You grinned sheepishly. You let him put your luggage into your room, letting the door open as you told him to sit because you had something for him. “I didn’t know you’d be around so I was just going to leave this to Auntie, but now that you’re here…”

“Oh?” He looked intrigued at your words. In the way of things, of course you didn’t end up being best friends after spending a week with each other. It’s not that easy. That, together with the fact that Wonwoo is not the texting type while you’re definitely one, resulted in you texting each other on random intervals.

He would reply to your instagram story or you, his, and you’d end up talking about something else at some point, until he took forever to reply and you ended up not replying because you simply forgot to.

Still, you would smile to yourself when you see his name popping up in your phone, and you end up with a friendship you didn’t have before despite having known each other for almost fifteen years at that point in time.

“Yeah! Look at this!” It’s a cat shaped keyring that you showed him, colored in deep purple and a pair of glasses perched on its small nose. It looked annoyed. “I saw this and thought of you.”

Wonwoo wasn’t sure how to feel about that.

But the fact that you thought of him and bought something for him just because stirred something within him that he didn’t know how to feel either. You babbled about some snacks you bought for him too because he seemed to enjoy them, along with new ones that you thought he would like.

“I also got something for your brother, should I just… leave it to you?”

He paused at that, once again unsure how to handle the way his mind blanked at your words. Had you always been this attentive to his family? Had anyone ever done this for him? If you noticed the way he took a moment to answer this simple question, you didn’t say anything about it.

“Yeah, sure.” 

Your trip back home for the holiday lasted for a total of ten days. In the natural order of things, you spent about eight days in Wonwoo’s presence because your other friends didn’t return to Changwon, and Wonwoo’s…well, he didn’t have a lot of friends to begin with, and his close friend went on a family trip to Europe. The two days you didn’t spend with him was because: (1) you caught a bad case of flu and refused to see anyone; and, (2) You’re returning to Japan at ungodly hours in the morning (re: it’s at 10, but you needed to wake up at 4 in the morning because you had to take the train to Busan to get to the airport and you’re anxious like that) so you obviously couldn’t see him on your last day. 

As you waited by yourself in the airport, you stared at Wonwoo’s text telling you to have a safe flight.

It’s not a crush, what you had for him. But you tried to imagine if you would mind dating him and the answer was: no, you would not. Wonwoo’s a good person, he shared the same humor code as you, you seemed to be able to communicate well, and he already knew your family. And, well, if you’re being completely honest, he really was your type in the visual department. (Those glasses. Fuck.)

If you were to think about why you wouldn't date him, it would be because he's a little tad too quiet. You imagined the both of you would suck at communicating your feelings because you're also stupid when it comes to that.

Would that be a dealbreaker?

[1 New Message(s) from Jeon Wonwoo]

You blinked at the notification. 

Wait. 

Fuck.

Were you actually, seriously thinking about dating Jeon Wonwoo?

Your phone pinged again with a new notification, Wonwoo's name beaming at you.

You remember biting your lip so hard to stop yourself from smiling you almost bled.

It's been roughly two years since that fateful night you found yourself hanging out with Wonwoo.

No.

He is not currently your boyfriend.

He’s also currently not your best friend.

You're still living in Japan after your graduation about a year ago, and Wonwoo is in Singapore for a three-month long training workshop that his company provides for.

The two of you exist in a bizarre plane of exclusivity that isn't romantic but not not romantic either.

You know Wonwoo doesn't text people in general. But he regularly texts you to the point where his parents would ask you to tell him to reply to their messages, or would just text you so you'd forward the message to him.

You don’t talk to him on a daily basis, but you’re pretty sure you’re still one of the very handful people Wonwoo talks to the most. Which is something because sometimes you'd go a month or two not talking to each other.

Additionally, you don’t think he has any other female close friends other than you, which annoys you a little because you’ve been wanting to find out if the way he talks to you and treats you is the same way he would to another friend or if it’s something… more.

Jimin says he’s definitely into you. She might not know the guy personally, but she’s heard enough and she insists that there’s no way that someone like Wonwoo (or what you paint of him) would even text you this often and spend that much time with you if he’s not interested.

Jisoo does not agree. She says if he's really interested in pursuing something with you, then he would’ve made it clear that he did. He wouldn't drag you through this grey area that is your exclusivity, and she's been giving you shit because is this exclusivity even a two way street or have you been dodging dates because of him only to find out Wonwoo hasn't been considering you the same way?

“He likes her stories when she uploads selfies!” Jimin argues on his behalf–why, you’d never know.

“Duh. So what? He still doesn’t ask her out on dates.” Jisoo rolls her eyes, not easily bought after all this time.

“Perhaps the fact that she lives abroad doesn't make that easy?”

“I live abroad.” Jisoo stares at Jimin in challenge. “My boyfriend lives in Seoul and we're still doing fine. What's his reason?”

Sometimes Jeonghan would be present during this neverending topic and would occasionally join the discussion just to fuel the fire, or would otherwise play with his phone because he’s not all that invested like the two girls are.

“I would never like someone’s selfies on stories if I’m not interested.” He gives them a piece of his mind as a guy, like it actually matters, but Jimin’s smile in triumph does not last long. “But Jisoo’s right. He’d make it obvious if he wanted you. Liking your stories doesn't mean shit.”

“He visits here regularly enough, though!!” Jimin still tries to make a case. “Really, it's about time we meet him. Why are you not letting us meet him?”

You sigh as you rub your temple. You don’t even know how this discussion starts again. Probably because you’ve simply said ‘Singapore seems nice’ and that turns into ‘why are you suddenly talking about Singapore?’ which snowballs to ‘Wonwoo’s texting you again?’.

Which brings you here.

“I’m… not even that into him.” You shake your head at them. “I told you guys once that I wouldn’t mind dating him. Not that I’m in love with him.”

Jimin waves her hand dismissively. “It’s all the same for you.”

“Can’t disagree with her there.” Jisoo crunches her nose in distaste. “You’re not interested in anyone. The fact that he’s the only guy you ever talk about constantly for the last two years is… something. He’s handsome, I’ll give you that. Seems nice, too. Plus, your family and his family approves of the two of you. I just don’t like how he’s stringing you along.”

“He’s not–”

“He is.” Jeonghan cuts you off. “He might not be doing it on purpose, but he is stringing you along. Why are you not going out on dates when you’ve been complaining that you’re lonely?”

“Because it’s awkward?” You try to reason. The face they give you would be funny if it isn’t directed to you. “No one asks me on dates? Hello?”

That’s not a lie; you’re not exactly one that gets rained on date invitations. But that’s not the complete truth either, because you know your friends are more than happy to set you up on dates (and, if you’re to be completely honest, Jeonghan has a friend that’s been asking about you and he actually approves of the guy, so…) but you’ve been telling them no because you just… don’t feel like going.

It doesn’t feel right.

Apparently, Jeonghan isn't in the mood to entertain you and decides to cut through the case.  “Yeah, but it’s not awkward to meet Wonwoo everyday and hang out privately when you can, right?”

You pout at him, to which he simply flicks your forehead in return. Jeonghan has never really been the type to join your ‘girl talks’ when it happens around him, preferring his peace, and if Yoon Jeonghan himself has decided to actually sit down and talk to you seriously then you know you’re screwed because there’s no way out of it. 

“I’m not buying that. Perhaps you’re not in love with him now. But you’re holding out because of him and that means you have enough feelings for the guy, or you’re expecting something to happen between the two of you.”

“Do you think he's also holding out because you live abroad?”

At this point, you don’t even know what you feel for Jeon Wonwoo.

Have you really been holding out because of him?

It’s not like the two of you are actually exclusive; you both just happen to be friendlier than friends are supposed to be but not exactly lovers. You wouldn’t call it situationship either, because you don't flirt nor send mixed signals to each other.

Sure, you'd sleep over in his place when you go to Seoul and he'd insist on picking you up when it gets too late because you don't notice the time. And, yeah, sure, Wonwoo visits Tokyo at least once every three months and he'd also sleep in your place because why would he spend money on accommodation when your sofa is so comfortably available?

Does it matter that you would never let anyone sleep in your place, not even your own sibling, and that Wonwoo hates anyone touching his bed but lets you sleep there because ‘you're the guest and of course I want you comfortable'?

Nope. 

Definitely not.

“It's really not that hard.” Soonyoung, one of the very few people in your circle that's not emotionally constipated and knows both you and Wonwoo, tells you before. “Imagine him doing all those things to someone else. Would you be pissed?”

You do not like the answer to that. But Soonyoung does not care and he doesn't wait for your answer. He happily steals your french fries and slurps on your cola as he forces you into admitting your feelings in the most straightforward way possible.

“If the answer is yes, then you're into him. If no, then you're fucking lying and I don't believe you.”

You jump at the notification on your phone, eyebrows rising beyond your bangs when you see who's calling.

Incoming call from Jeon Wonwoo

Wonwoo does not call. And when he does, he always texts you first and asks if you're available. He hates phone calls with his wholebeing, something that you religiously share, which means something's up and your heartbeat spikes at whatever that might've happened. for him to call you out of nowhere.

“Hello?” His answer doesn’t come immediately, so you try once again and it’s then that Wonwoo finally greets you back. “Is everything okay?’

”I… yeah.” He clears his throat. “Sorry for calling out of nowhere.”

You frown at his strange tone. You expect him to be a little frantic-surely something big happened for him to call you like this, right? But he doesn't really sound like he’s in any urgency to tell you what’s up; so you take the bait and ask him again.

”You sure?” 

Wonwoo sighs, and you sit up in concern because it’s not often that he’s this open with his struggle.

”Just… one of those days. Thought I’d call you.” He offers you honestly.

“Wanna talk about it?”

Wonwoo takes a moment and clears his throat, and you know immediately that his answer is no.

“When are you returning to Seoul, again?” You decide to steer the conversation elsewhere.

“In about a month. Why?”

“I might fly back.” You hum as you answer him. You try to extinguish the way your heart accelerates as his voice gets a little excited, try your best to ignore that excitement like you don't notice at all. “Thought I'd wait for you.”

You also try your best to sound nonchalant as you say that, but you're not sure if it's working. Either way, Wonwoo doesn't say anything about it.

“Oh? What's the occasion this time around?” 

“Some business trip. I might not have to crash your place.” 

He doesn't ask why you'd need to wait for him if you're not going stay over anyway. “And you can… arrange it as you want?”

“Somewhat.” You don't explain further. “I might need to drive down to Changwon too.”

“I'll see if I can come with you, then.” He answers readily. Your heart accelerates a bit more at the way he doesn't even wait a second to offer. 

The two of you share a comfortable silence for a bit, but Wonwoo can always tell when you have a lot in your mind, so he shoots right away.

“Anything on your mind?”

“Just…” You bite your lip in thinking, wonder if it's too early to let him know about it. Then decide it's not time just yet. “Nothing big. I'll let you know once things are clearer?”

“Okay.”

Your heart melts a little at his answer. It's why you like talking to Wonwoo despite his sometimes too realistic answer: he never pushes. He once tells you he trusts you'll tell him when you need to; that he doesn't need to coerce it out of you. 

Truthfully, you wish he would do it sometimes. But you also appreciate his trust in you and the way he listens to your words.

“I met Jisoo and the others today.” You mention just for the sake of distracting him. When Wonwoo is honest but he doesn't want to talk about it, you know what he needs is distraction. So it's really your cue to talk about anything that passes into your mind.

“Oh yeah? How's she?”

Wonwoo does not know your friends personally. But just like you talk about him to your friends, you talk about them to him. He's pretty attentive too, always remembers what you say about them even in passing. 

You wonder if he's this attentive to other people, too.

“Good. We went to this new izakaya near her place and their highball is to die for. You have to try the next time you're here.”

“You do like your highballs, don't you?” You can imagine the grin on his face even though you can't see him.

“You know I do.”

It's almost 2AM when you hang up, with Wonwoo falling asleep on the other side of the line. You spend about a minute staring at your walls, fifteen minutes pondering on the phone call you just had, and then another sixty trying to gather your feelings.

Fuck.

You really are in too deep with Jeon Wonwoo.

Wonwoo picks you up at the airport. He silently takes your luggage and guides you to his car parked not too far from the arrival building. 

There's no fanfare of confusing hugs nor hand holdings that's a little too tight. Wonwoo has never been big when it comes to physical touch to begin with; yet another point that's in contrast with you because you latch on anyone you're comfortable enough with within a meter radius. 

Wonwoo lets you rest your head on his shoulder though. And he'd sometimes take your hands when you're walking and the street is a little tad too busy, only letting go once it gets less crowded. The first time it happened, you almost threw your heart up.

“Where to, Miss?” He mocks being your chauffeur, to which you glare at and let him know the name of your hotel. “Oooh. Fancy.”

“Shut up and drive.”

Naturally, Wonwoo does as you say. It's your playlist playing in the background as a comfortable silence blankets the two of you. You haven't seen Wonwoo in six months, but it doesn't feel like that because you've been talking to each other a lot these days compared to before.

You're not sure what changed in that department, but Wonwoo has been rather active with his texts which confused you a little at first. You're not complaining though, even if it means Jisoo and the others are giving you shit for being on your phone more so than usual.

Still, it's a rather nice change instead of the other way around.

It's so easy being with Wonwoo. 

Everything seems to just work itself when you're with him. You don't really have to think much, even now after you realize and accept that you really do feel something more for him. You don't feel awkward when you see him, contrary to what you expected. 

During check in, you give the desk Wonwoo's car number when they ask if you need parking. You don't know why you assume he would have his car parked in your hotel at some point, but you try to convince yourself that it's simply a “just in case” scenario. 

You don't know why it's so natural for you to do that, either.

“We're meeting Soonyoung for dinner, right?” You ask as you wait for the elevator to come up to your room. Wonwoo leans on the wall, your small luggage still tight on his hand.

“Yeah. He's bringing you to his favorite place.”

“Have you been?”

“More times than I would've liked.” He grins. “It's pretty good. But Soonyoung always brings people there and I had the unfortunate luck to always be there when he introduces the place to someone.”

“Oh?” You tilt your head in confusion, the elevator dings just in time. Wonwoo steps out first and you follow into step beside him. “I didn't know you have a lot of mutual friends with him?”

Wonwoo doesn't go out a lot. He doesn't really like eating with people he doesn't know, so it surprises you a little that he's often there with Soonyoung when the guy is…introducing the place to someone else…?

A few seconds pass, and you wonder why Wonwoo seems to be contemplating his words. Does this mean…?

“Not that many, to be honest.” You notice he winces a little. The card beeps and you open your door, when Wonwoo goes past you as you hold the door open for him, you hold your breath at his proximity and the subtle scent of his perfume.

“But…?”

“Three times he brought me there to meet our mutual friends who don't live in Seoul, two other times just because, and…”

You settle on the edge of your bed as you look at him expectedly, your heart already beating loudly against your chest. You don't know why, but you feel like you already know the rest of the story and you don't like it.

Wonwoo sits right next to you on the bed, his thigh touches yours and his scent invades your being once again. He doesn't take your hand, but the way he's looking into your eyes and his knuckle hits the back of your hands tell you enough that he's nervous. Perhaps a tad bit guilty.

“One time he forced me to go on a double date because he really liked the girl and she wouldn't say yes unless he's bringing a friend for hers.” He explains. If he notices the way your breath stops for a bit, he doesn't say anything. “I told him I don't want to go, that I'm not interested. But he called in a favour I owe him a long time ago and… yeah.”

“Oh.”

It's the first time you ever share an awkward silence with the man beside you. You're not sure what to say despite already expecting the story to end this way–because what right do you have to be upset? Is there anything you could say that would make the situation not awkward?

Jisoo's question suddenly pops into your mind, something about exclusivity that's ambiguous and if Wonwoo's doing the same to you.

He mentions he doesn't want to go but…

“I imagine it was awkward?” You manage to say at last.

“Yeah. I barely talked and I told Soonyoung I'm never doing that ever again.”

“Did he end up with that girl?”

“For a few months.” He huffs, still annoyed now that he thinks about it. “All that effort and he only dated her for a few months.”

You let out a chuckle at this, notice the way Wonwoo relaxes a little at the sound of your small laugh. 

“Do you do that a lot?” You ask in what you hope to be subtle. While the topic comes up, might as well ask him about it. “Go on dates?”

His answer is an immediate “no”; like he has something to prove to you. 

“I don't go out with girls in general.” He says, this time looking elsewhere even though your eyes stay on his face. “I don't have a lot of female friends. The few that I actually consider friends… Well, we're not close enough to hang out privately.”

“Oh?” Your voice chokes a little, your feelings overtaking your head as you say your next words. “But you don't mind hanging out with me?”

“Mhm.” He hums, presses his lips together before he continues. “You're… you.”

He doesn't explain further and you're too afraid to ask. So you steer the topic by saying you're going to wash up a bit before you head for lunch, to which Wonwoo simply smiles and nods at. He moves to the small chair by the window and tells you to take your time.

“I don't mind waiting.” He says.

You wonder why you feel like his words mean more than they really do.

Fifteen minutes later, you find yourself in a restaurant nearby, seated next to Wonwoo because all the separate tables are full and only the bar ones are available.

The two of you don't address the unnecessary way you sit close next to each other. At some point, you're pretty sure Wonwoo rests his arm on the back of your chair, but you don't say anything just in case he'll pull it back.

You don't know how you feel about that realization.

Also, you don't realize how much you look like a couple until a waiter comes up to you both with a dessert you don't remember ordering.

“It's on the house.” He explains with a smile. “We're giving free desserts to couples during this month.”

The both of you spend exactly six seconds (you counted) staring at each other before you clear your throat and tell him to dig into the dessert before you eat it all.

“You can have it all.” He chuckles, knowing well enough how much you love desserts. “I'll buy you some more.”

Wonwoo's arm never leaves your chair until it's time for you to go, his finger brushes your shoulder every time you move.

You don't know how you feel about that either.

When it comes to meddling friends, you have exactly two (2) people in your circle: Kwon Soonyoung and Yoo Jimin.

You're glad the two doesn't know each other because you can already imagine the headache coming your way from their imaginary conspiracy. Handling one of them once at a time is enough headache for you already. 

Tonight, somehow they find a way to give you a giant headache at the same time even when they do not know of each other.

1 New Message(s) from Yoo Jimin🩷 on 🖤🩷🩵 & han🙂

Yoo Jimin🩷 : r u out on a date ????????

And then,

Kim Jisoo🩵 : ffs not this again🥱

Kim Jisoo🩵 : it is NOT a date unless he explicitly says it!!!!!!!!!!

Yoo Jimin🩷 : shut up lemme ship them in peace

Yoon Jeonghan💀 : lmaooooo 1000% agree w jisoo

Yoon Jeonghan💀 : put ur dream to rest, dude

Yoo Jimin🩷 : of all time for u to appear on the gc????????

Yoon Jeonghan💀 : i have rights to appear whenever i want???

🖤 : 🙂🙂🙂🙂

🖤 : im muting this group. byeeeee lol.

Kim Jisoo🩵 : this birhc???????

“Stop playing with your phone!!!” Soonyoung whines. He's been doing that since the three of you sit down, actually. “Now tell me. Any new guy.”

You don't know why he's so insistent on this topic. He knows about you and Wonwoo–or at least the lack of whatever you two have going on–so you're not sure why he keeps on asking about this except to piss you off.

“I told you there's no guy.” You cross your arms in annoyance. “Where are you getting ideas about this?”

The look in his eyes scares you a little. There are times when you do not want to cross Kwon Soonyoung and this is one of them.

“What about that guy in your group? Jeonghan, was it?” He presses on. “Isn't he handsome?”

“I don't see him as anything else but an annoyance personified.” You huff. “You know I haven't gone on dates since forever, why are you doing this?”

“Oh? Is that you asking me to introduce you to someone?”

Beside you, Wonwoo stiffens a little. 

“No! Are you drunk??” You know Soonyoung's baiting you, and despite this knowledge, his insistence is really starting to bait your annoyance.

“There's just no way you've gone on zero dates after you broke up with that asshole in uni.” This is news to Wonwoo. He knows you were in a relationship before (you weren't close at that point, but Soonyoung made sure to update him (re: whine to him) about you having a boyfriend that he didn't approve of. But he didn't know he was, well, an asshole. “It's been five years since you broke up with him!”

“Yes, thanks for highlighting how single I actually am.” You deadpan, throwing back a shot of soju. It’s not often that you drink soju, but on days like today when you haven't seen your close friends (Wonwoo and Soonyoung) in so long and Soonyoung is being persistently annoying, you need the help of alcohol to relax.

Soonyoung has the audacity to laugh, and then he follows your shot with his own before changing his target to the man beside you who's been silent the entire time.

“No worries. Wonwoo has been single for long, too.” He grins unapologetically. “I don't remember him going on dates at all. Except you haven't been telling me?!”

Wonwoo grunts softly, sipping on his soju instead. “Why would I tell you about my dates.”

Then, as if he realizes it's not the right thing to say, he adds, “But no. I haven't gone on dates in so long, either. Not everyone is like you, man.”

“I'll take that as a compliment.” He mocks a victory bow and then takes a piece of the free snack the restaurant offers on your table. He has had it refilled for three times already. “You're too busy. You don't even reply to my texts.”

At this, you reply instead of Wonwoo.

“Well, that's probably because it's you. He replies to my text just fine.” You stick your tongue out at him childishly, causing Wonwoo to chuckle next to you. 

Your head is starting to get a little heavy from the alcohol, so you lean on Wonwoo as you mumble about being a little sleepy.

“You want to go back?” He whispers like a secret, not minding Soonyoung pouting about being left out.

“Nah, I'm still fine.” You grin lazily despite the way your heart is beating too fast due to his proximity. You can even feel his breath against your cheek. “You'll know when I'm gone.”

The way he looks at you sternly makes you laugh, and you just know he'll scold you about drinking responsibly so you squeeze his arm and propose a toast between the three of you.

He reluctantly takes another sip of his drink while you and Soonyoung take another shot.

The night goes on like that, with Soonyoung trying to pick a fight with both of you and losing miserably three times out of five. Wonwoo's pretty sure the two of you have finished almost three bottles of soju while he barely drinks his third glass. 

When the two of you begin to giggle uncontrollably and you start hugging his arm for support, Wonwoo knows it's time to end the night. So he pays for the bill and calls a taxi for Soonyoung and for you two. He didn't take his car, knowing well enough that the night would force him to drink alcohol.

He's not complaining, though. It's been long since he has consumed any alcohol, and spending the night with the two of you is always fun despite the way Soonyoung insists on being a pain in the ass.

Wonwoo has his arm around your waist as he takes you up to your hotel room. You're not too drunk that you can't stand up, but you're drunk enough that you cling to Wonwoo the whole time.

He's in denial and blames the way his face turns hot and his reddening ear on the alcohol and not your body pressed close to his, your lips grazing his neck everytime you move. 

When he reaches your hotel room, he wonders how to go about this. Should he leave after you get to bed? Will you be okay in the morning? He can probably sleep sitting on the small sofa in the corner of your room if he wants. But is that appropriate?

Even in your drunken stupor, you hold all the answers for him.

“Stay with me.” You say like you know what he's thinking about. Your head is still heavy on his shoulder but he doesn't mind.

He slowly sits you down on the edge of your bed and kneels to take off your shoes despite your insistence that you can do it yourself.

“Can you wash up?”

“No.”

He chuckles at how adorable you are, then hopes your drunken mind wouldn't remember the way his palm caresses your cheek because he couldn't help it.

“You'll regret it in the morning though?”

“I just want to sleep.” You make your point and throw your body back to the bed. Wonwoo laughs once again, then checks your bathroom to see that you have indeed unpacked your toiletries. 

“I can help you remove your makeup.” He offers softly, knowing how much you hate washing up after drinking but you hate it even more when you wake up and realize you didn't. “Then I'll trust you to wash your face and brush your teeth?”

Your whine doesn't really mean anything, so Wonwoo does as he says and gently wipes your face with the makeup remover wipes you manage to fish from your pouch.

It’s the first time he ever does this, but he has listened to you complain enough about this over the years. His other hand is holding your face, and no matter how dense Wonwoo could be, he's not stupid enough not to know that he would never do this for anyone ever.

That this scene can be picked straight out of a romance movie and he wouldn't be surprised.

The way you trust him in your room in your drunken state, you asking him to stay, and him helping you clean up aren't something you do with just anyone.

He's also not stupid enough not to notice the warm feeling in his chest and the tingling all over his body. As much as he wants to deny what he feels for you all these time, this one moment is not something he could ever deny.

Dare he says he enjoys it and wishes he could do this with you often moving forward—taking care of you whenever he could.

He’s not going to lie and say he never considers being bolder with you; shows his interest and makes his feelings more obvious, but he doesn’t know if he could handle the aftermath. Do you return his feelings? Wonwoo can’t tell.

He knows enough that you haven’t been dating even before Soonyoung brings it up today. That you treat him as something more than friend because he’s seen how different you act with Soonyoung and (what you mention of) Jeonghan. 

But is it just you having a different dynamic with him?

Is it the years you have between the two of you even though you weren’t close before?

”Here, have some water.” He breaks his own thoughts and hands you a glass, hopes that it’ll make you feel better.

”Thank you.” You wince a little, followed by a small yawn. “I’ll just wash up real quick., okay?”

You don’t know Wonwoo will think about this domesticity for months to come.

Expectedly, you wake up to a headache.

Unexpectedly, you also wake up to a glass of water, an aspirin, and Wonwoo moving around in your hotel room.

”Wonwoo?’ Your raspy voice startles him a little, and you would’ve laughed if not for the headache steadily hammering against your skull. 

“You’re awake?” He says softly and moves to your side and helps you drink your water. “Bad hangover?”

Your grimace answers enough, and even though he laughs a little at your misery, you can tell that he’s a little worried. It’s not often that you get drunk in front of him.

”I don’t feel like throwing up, though.” You say after swallowing the aspirin then turn to him in horror. “Or did I already throw up last night?’

Wonwoo considers pulling your leg for a bit, but decides against it when he sees how horrified you look at the prospect of it.

”Nope, you didn’t.” He assures you. “Should we go out and eat once you’re feeling good enough? There’s a good gukbap place nearby that’ll help with your hangover.”

Fifteen minutes later, the two of you are seated in a corner in a busy restaurant, once again sitting side by side. It’s only ten in the morning, but, apparently, this place is famous for their hangover remedy and people often get breakfast because their gukbap is to die for.

You’re not even dressed properly, still in your pajamas with a hoodie thrown over your top. You really can’t be bothered in your and Wonwoo doesn’t seem like he minds either.

Leaning your head on Wonwoo’s shoulder yet again, you can’t help but feel like you’re taking advantage of the situation a little too much; that you’re milking the situation to your liking.

But you decide you don’t want to think much about it, that there’s nothing wrong with enjoying this moment as long as Wonwoo doesn’t say shit about it either. You feel his arm resting on the back of your chair; something the he does a lot, now that you think about it. Has he always done that before? Or is this a recent thing? You honestly can’t recall.

“Here’s your order.” The auntie manning the restaurant interrupts your thoughts, serving the godly scented gukbap in front of you and another for Wonwoo. “Here’s a jeon on the house because you two look pretty together. Enjoy.”

You blink at the recurring comment, then turn to Wonwoo with confusion. 

“Do people always offer free stuff for couples?” You frown, remembering the free dessert from yesterday. “What is this unfairness?’

Wonwoo laughs, tension leaving his body at your comments. He was concerned you were uncomfortable with the assumptions, but you seem to simply be annoyed at what it entails.

“You’re working at the Seoul office for the next four days, right?’

”Yepp. Important meetings and all that.” You say through your food. “I’ll let you know after.”

”Is it the one you told me about on the phone?”

”Yes.” You nod. “And then we leave for Changwon on… Thursday night?”

Wonwoo nods, and then cut some jeon for you to have on your small plate. 

“I already took the day off for Friday. You really don’t mind that we take the car? We can still book tickets for the train.”

”It’s been so long since I went on a road trip. Unless you don't feel like driving…?”

The sound of his chuckles brings tingles to your body, but you try to ignore it and hold your gaze on him. 

“I don't mind. I'm just worried you might be tired. It's almost a five hour drive, you know.”

You seem deep in thought, but the smile you send his way throws him off as you reassure him once again that you're fine. Though it's your next words that make his brain go a little awry for the rest of the day.

“It's also five hours with you. That's why I don't mind at all.”

Thursday evening comes and Wonwoo picks you up at the hotel. 

Soonyoung wants to come with, but his dog is sick and he has to take Latte to the vet. 

“Thanks for yesterday, by the way.” You scrunch your nose as you remember the night before. “Can't believe everyone brought their partner and didn't tell me.”

You had promised to see some of your old friends from school last night. Naturally, you expected it to be just the four of you. 

Naturally, there were three other guys on the everyone and you pulled an SOS to Wonwoo so you would't look pathetic, being the only girl on the table with no one. 

It had upset you a little, if you're being honest. It's been about three years since the four of you had hangout together, so you had been expecting to see them only.

Wonwoo seemed to immediately got your mood as he arrived, sitting right beside you (the only empty seat, of course, though there's nowhere else you'd rather he be) in midst of conversation.

It was fortunate that the restaurant isn't that far from his company, because he arrived about twenty minutes after you texted him: ten minutes to wrap up his work (he was already done for the day and had stayed around because a coworker seemed to be in a talking mood), and another ten to walk to the restaurant. 

He knew these friends, of course, having gone to the same school as you. But he didn't expect all of them to be in Seoul. Though, then again, it's not all that surprising that people would want to move to the capital city once they get older.

In the same sense, they also didn't expect you and Wonwoo to be close enough for him to attend this dinner for you.

“Oh, yeah. We only got closer a few years ago when he went to Japan for a trip.” You explain in what you hope to be a straightforward way that doesn't need further explanation. 

Your friend seems to buy this, and you're a little surprised that they don't bother about the nature of your relationship. Dinner was pleasant, you and Wonwoo found comfort in each other between familiar strangers (and actual strangers) and you had fun regardless the mishap at the beginning.

It wasn't until when you're parting ways that someone finally commented on it, and you couldn't even say anything because Hyeri sounded so sure and she didn't give you any way to rebutt.

“Didn't expect you two to end up together, but I should've known something would happen between the two of you. It was nice seeing you!!” She had said cheerfully before turning away and went on her way with her boyfriend.

After everybody left, you two looked at each other and blinked simultaneously, and then shared a laugh before Wonwoo insisted on taking you back to your hotel even though it's the farther away from his place.

None of you addressed the misunderstanding thrown your way.

“It was a good dinner though, right?” Wonwoo asks, as if the assumption Hyeri made and your nonexistent repulsion towards it didn't keep him up at night.

“Yeah, it was nice to see them after so long.” You settle on your seat after you finish pairing up your phone's audio to his car. “Anything you want to listen to?”

Wonwoo shakes his head and tells you to play whatever you want. About an hour later, his dad calls you and you accept the phone without turning off the bluetooth speaker.

“Hi, Uncle!!” You greet him happily. “You're calling me because Wonwoo isn't answering, aren't you?”

The laugh that greets you is both amused and unapologetic. But you're simply glad you're close enough with Wonwoo's family for this to happen.

“What’s up, Dad?”

“Just making sure you two are driving safely.” He answers. “I heard it's going to rain pretty heavily later, so you better stop and wait it out if that's the case.”

“Thank you for the heads up, Uncle! I'll make sure to remind Wonwoo later.

He reminds you two to take a break somewhere and to have sufficient meals that's not only composed of an ungodly amount of snacks. You share a guilty grin with each other, the pack of jelly on your hands suddenly feels a little heavy. 

You stop by one rest area to have some light meal (re: hotdog and tteokpokki) before going straight to Changwon. It's a karaoke session you're having in his car, in which you're the only one who mostly sings because Wonwoo doesn't really like to.

“You have a nice voice, why don't you sing more?” You press some time during the ride.

“Eh. Just don't really feel like doing it.”

“Hm. I like your voice, though.”

His hair covers the way the tip of his ears turn red at your confession.

You're a little hyper today, he notices. Perhaps you really are that excited over the prospect of going on a road trip even though it's dark outside and you can't really see anything on the highways. 

“You sure you didn't have any alcohol in your system?” He teases you, to which you simply hit his shoulder and continue on your little concert.

You're not the best singer, but you're not tone deaf and you carry your tune well enough, while Wonwoo's just happy to see you so cheerful.

You seem super relaxed too, and he wonders if your important meeting went well and if that's the reason why you seem like the weight is off your shoulders.

Not long after, the rain starts. And, surely enough, it gets harder and harder to the point where Wonwoo has to slow down just to make sure the car is going safe and sound. Fortunately, you two find a rest area soon enough and you decide to rest for a bit as you wait out the rain.

It doesn’t look like it’s going to stop anytime soon, though. So you ask if it’s okay for you to drink a can of beer that he can’t share because he’s driving. Wonwoo lets you, of course, you seem like you want to properly enjoy this ambiance and he doesn’t have any reason not to let you relax more.

Forty minutes pass just like that; with you facing each other in his car, soft music playing in the background as the rain steadily falls against the window. You talk about anything and everything, your can of beer turns into three, and even though it’s not enough to make you drunk, it’s definitely enough to make your lips a little looser as the topic shifts to relationships.

”Wonwoo?’” You ask timidly, though you know you can’t stop yourself now. The question has been bugging you since the moment you heard him say it. “Can I ask you something?”

”Of course.” He answers, a little confused.

”Why… me?”

For a second, you can see his startled face, but he schools it real quick that you wouldn’t have caught it if you aren’t already staring at him.

”What?”

”You told me before that you don’t like hanging around with your female friends.” You recall your conversation a few days ago. “But not me. Why?”

You let Wonwoo take his moment to gather his words, but as seconds pass by and the ringing of your heart is echoing against your ears, you start to think if it’s a bad idea to ask him this when you two have nowhere to escape.

“Nev—”

“Because you’re you.” He repeats his answers from that day. But this time, he moves forward with his explanation, the gentle look in his eyes makes your heartbeat stutter. “I don’t have any reason that I can offer. But you’re you and I like being with you.”

“Wha—?”

”I just like that it’s you.” He says with finality. Like it answers what you asked instead of blooming more questions.

This time, it’s Wonwoo that lets you take a moment to digest his words. It’s his turn to wonder if it’s not the time to be honest about his feelings. But if not now, he feels like he would take an even longer time to gather his courage yet again and spending time with you the past few days have made him sure about his feelings—that he can no longer deny them and he owes you that much if that’s what you’re asking no matter what the outcome would be.

He thinks back of the people that mistake you for being together; the way you don’t seem to mind and simply smile abashedly at them. The way you clung into him in your drunken stupor, how smitten he is that he actually stayed when you asked him to even though you probably don’t remember saying anything about it. The way your eyes twinkle with every single constellation he could think of. 

And most importantly, how much he feels complete in your presence. How content his heart is and how there’s nothing more he could wish for than to have you close.

He’d be downright stupid if he continues to deny his feelings for you at this point.

”Why now?” You ask quietly, and he can only be a little relieved that you don’t sound repulsive at his confession.

He’s not sure how to answer your question though. But if there’s one thing he knows, being honest is always the answer.

“I was afraid.” He pauses, pressing his lips together as he looks up at your eyes. “That I’m not good enough for you. That I can’t give you what you need with the distance between us and all.” 

“What changed?”

”I realized something.”

”And what is that?”

“That I’d rather try giving you what you need than not be able to try at all.” His voice is firm as he says this, and even though your question has been rather sudden, it feels like he’s always had the answer deep inside. “That I’ve always had you by my side without I even realize and I don’t want to take it for granted.”

”Do you remember Byul?” You ask out of nowhere, making a roller coaster out of his feelings.

”Your old dog?”

”Yep.” You smile sadly at the memory of her. Byul died when you were in junior high school. You cried for days and weren’t yourself for weeks. It was the first time you ever faced loss; the first time you ever felt like something important was taken from your life. “I was looking through my old pictures and found a bunch of her pictures. Do you know you have a picture with her?”

Wonwoo does not. You smile at his surprised face and show him the exact picture you were talking about. Wonwoo must have been ten at most, still wearing his uniform with Byu sleeping soundly on his lap. He’s also asleep in the picture, his fingers buried in her fur craved forever in that very picture.

”There was this time when she was a little depressed. She just kept on looking at the door even though everyone was home.” Wonwoo doesn’t see where this conversation is going, but he silently encourages you to continue and makes sure you know he’s listening. “We tried bringing her to the doctor, but it didn’t help. It’s only when you stopped by that we realized she was looking for you. You went on a vacation with your family for the whole summer, and when you came back she finally returned to her usual self and I remember feeling a little betrayed when she jumped happily for the first time the moment you came through the door.”

”I never knew…” He says quietly, suddenly memories of your dog popping into his head. He remembers being quite upset when he heard the news of Byul dying. She was his family’s dog too by extension, and it only made him sad now that he realized he only has one picture with her. “I did play with her a lot, didn’t I?”

”You did. You were around enough that my dog missed you when you’re not there.” You chuckle to yourself. “Do you remember taking me home everyday for a whole month after she died?’

You laugh at his surprised face. You did expect him to not remember this part, but you did—because it meant a lot to you that Wonwoo took the effort to care for you in his own way when you’re not even really friends.

”We used to go home together from time to time. But you waited for me in front of our school gate everyday for a whole month, only stopping once you realized I was feeling better. You’d give me ice cream and candies too.” Wonwoo notices the way your eyes water a little the more you talk about that time, but when he tries to ask you why you’re suddenly talking about this, you barrel through another topic. “There was also a time in high school when you helped me hide from my parents because I fought big time with my sister. That was the first time I ever had a screaming row with her, you know? I don’t even know why we were fighting. But I remember crying so much that you didn’t know what to do.”

This one Wonwoo remembers. He can still picture you crying in his room, his panicked eyes not sure what to do except to lie when your mom texted him to ask if he’d seen you. He had lamely offered you a box of tissues and stayed by your side without doing much.

”I appreciated it, you know? That you were there with me, not asking questions and not trying to comfort me.” You clear your throat and finally return his gaze. He can’t tell what you’re going to say next and his head is a little dizzy from the change of topic. Is this your way of turning him down? By talking about something else and pretending that nothing happened? “My point is… I tried thinking about a time when I don’t have you around and… I can’t.

We weren’t the bestest of friends and you weren’t my number one person, but you’re always there. When my dad asked you to teach me how to ride the bike instead of my older siblings, you did it without saying anything. When I failed calculus and my mom made you tutor me, you didn’t get frustrated even once when I took long to get it. When I broke up with my first boyfriend and I cried so much I didn’t realize it was already dark, it was you who found me in that park and brought me home. When I got the scholarship to Japan, you sent me off all the way to the airport even though my closest friends didn’t.”

Wonwoo seems a little flustered at your words, and you hold back the urge to tease him and finally, finally let your heart take the rein.

”You’ve always been there for me even before all of this. You’re the one person that I just know will continue to be in my life no matter what.” When your palm meets his cheek, Wonwoo melts a little at your gentle touch, your smile crumbling his being with little effort. “Can I trust you to do that?”

”Is that even a question?” He answers quietly, wonders if you can hear the loud beating of his heart in this proximity. “I used to have a small crush on you, you know?”

”What?”

”Yeah, during high school. I’ve always thought you were pretty, anyway. But you got a boyfriend and I realized it was nothing but a fleeting crush.” He grins at the way you’re continuously blinking at his revelation. “Never knew I’d end up liking you again years later, though. But you just have to live abroad and I’m not sure how it’ll work out even if you return my feelings. I’m a bad texter and even worse when it comes to calling. I can fix those habits, sure, but… I don’t think I can fix it in a short span of time, and I want to give you everything you deserve. So I never really try anything even though I abstained from going on dates and—”

”Wonwoo?”

”Yeah?”

”You talk too much.” You say before you close your lips over his, the way his arm immediately finds your waist and his other hand holds the back of your neck make your body comes alive; like a missing puzzle that you didn’t know was missing clicks into place and makes everything make sense. He pulls you closer, and even though it’s uncomfortable, you let him. 

Time works in a funny way when you’re with him, so even if you’re sure it’s only seconds that you spent kissing him, it surely feels like hours and more.

”I have to tell you something.” You whisper when you pull away, his warm breath hitting your face.

”Hm?”

”I’m moving to Seoul.” You announce in one go. “That’s what the important meeting is about. I asked if they had a vacant spot for a transfer to the main branch and they’re letting me transfer to Seoul.”

”For good?” He asks like he doesn’t believe it. Like it’s too good to be true.

Perhaps it is.

”For good.” You grin, your arms circle his neck despite the uncomfortable position you two are in. Your smile gets wider as Wonwoo kisses you again, and you laugh when you put one of your hands on his chest, his heart beating so quickly you’re worried it might jump out of his body. “Jisoo’s going to kill me when she finds out I’m moving in three months and I let you kiss me like this.”

”Oh?” He asks teasingly, one of his brows in question. “You let me kiss you?’

”I don’t know what you’re talking about.” You feign innocence. “Is there anyone here that can say otherwise?”

”Me?”

”Duh. You think Jisoo will believe you?” You roll your eyes jokingly. “They’ve been wanting to meet you, by the way. Jisoo and Jeonghan will grill you so bad.”

”You talk about your friends to me?”

”How can I not when you’re confusing me?”

”Was that how it felt?” He asks softly. “Like I was confusing you?”

You contemplate your next words, but then decide that there’s nothing to hide from what your friends said about him.

”They say you’re stringing me along. Because you’re obviously interested but not try to officially ask me out on a date.”

”You want to go on a date tomorrow?” He asks seriously, which turns your heart into mush because this man can’t get more precious than he already is. “I can think of a few places for us to go to.”

This isn’t where you expect the conversation to go, but you happily agree and ask him to surprise you. That you will contemplate on being his girlfriend if he does well.

”Oh? Aren’t you already my girlfriend the moment you kissed me?” He grins teasingly, a giddy filling bubbles up in his chest at the mention of you being his girlfriend.

”I’m not that easy.” You huff. “I’ll let you know tomorrow if you pass the test.”

Wonwoo laughs and pulls you into another kiss, his heart ballooning in size at the sound of your squeal followed by your giggle, your fingers gripping his shoulders.

He’ll go through a thousand tests if it’s for you, no question asked. 

a/n: i lov him so much.

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DESCENDANTS: The Rise of Red! (or the REAL hidden story in the movie + what’s gonna happen in the sequel THEORY!)

So we ALL watched the movie right? We ALL thought the plot sucked and the movie ended abruptly with a underwhelming climax?

WELL HERES WHY WERE WRONG!

So I did some really deep thinking, and I figured, these writers can’t be THAT stupid? The director can’t be THAT idiotic, lame, and boring? That would just embarrass Disney, not to mention all the well respected actors that are in this!

So I thought hard. I thought hard and I thought long. Like hella long. And I tallied up all the plot inconsistencies, all the weird explanations, all the very specific lines in songs, and I did it. I fixed descendants rise of red! I FIGURED IT OUT!

So!! Here it is! What TRULY happened that crowncoming night! And what going back in time actually did!

(I intentionally put a keep reading so if anyone wanted to avoid spoilers they can)

So! Now that we’re under the keep reading. Anything spoilerly can be said!

So first things first. The biggest theory everyone is saying.

ELLA DID IN FACT POISON BRIDGET!

Yes! I said it! We all thought the movie was leading to this! So it was underwhelming when it was revealed it was Uliana and her crew were the origins behind the prank.

OR WERE THEY?

We all saw that once they opened the book; they were frozen. Because they were ‘bad’ and Merlin’s security system was set into place.

And many of you came up with the giant plot hole that this would have happened REGARDLESS of whether Red and Chloe interfered.

AND YOUR RIGHT!

This sole reason, is why the group COULDNT have done it! Not only were they frozen, but they couldn’t read the recipe, and were properly sent to detention, ergo exonerating them from being at the dance! Meaning their was literally no way they could have been behind the prank!

So with them being withheld from the dance, who could it be? Who was the one person who was originally at the dance, but now no longer could be? What was the one actual change that Red and Chloe set off?

ELLA. AND THE VASE!

We all see that when the two go into Ella’s house, Chloe knocks over a Vase. Breaking it. Lady Tremaine GROUNDS Ella! Meaning that she COULD NOT go to the dance!

This DIDNT happen originally! Meaning Ella DID go to the dance in the original timeline! Which is proven when Cinderella (I’m calling Adult Ella, Cinderella) talks to The Red Queen (I’m calling Adult Bridget The Red Queen) about how the prank being pulled was wrong. She had first handed knowledge of the prank. AND she told Chloe she fell in love with Charming at the dance.

But! Since Ella is the only difference in the two timelines in regarding to the dance, this is PROOF that she was the one who actually pranked Bridget, NOT Uliana and her crew!

So here’s what I think happened!

Ella, who saw Bridget being bullied about the cupcakes, and saw Uliana take all the cupcakes. And promptly being threatened by Uliana. Decided to bake Bridget something to cheer her up. However Bridget literally has all of the cookbooks in auradon. As shown. So she snoops around and finds Merlin’s cookbook! (Because it’s also shown she’s okay with breaking the rules if it’s for a good cause. From her get our hands dirty song!) and double and, the book WOULD open for her because she is a good person. AND she was doing it for a good reason!

she flips through the book and finds some simple blase recipe that cheers Bridget up. Maybe gives her cool hair (Red hair??). Something simple but sweet.

However. While doing this, she happens to see the Monster food recipe. She doesn’t look at it for long of course. Just enough to remember it’s a thing.

BACK TO BRIDGET!

Now! I swear to whatever’s out there that the person who played Chloe said there was a queer character in Dedcendants 4. I can’t find it now but it was some tumblr or insta post. I know cause I immediately told my friend afterwards.

Anywho. I think Bridget is the queer character! We see in the movie her only friend was Ella. Not only that but she YEARNS for someone to care about enough to ask her out (in a romantic way like charming just tried to do for Ella) Ella, who again. Is Bridget’s only friend. And ergo, shows her love no one else does, IMMEDIATELY asks her to go to the dance with her! (Might have said as friends in the other timeline too. Who knows)

But! This only makes Bridget’s crush on Ella even BIGGER. And she falls in love with her! She probably thinks they might have a chance!

This is also somewhat proven by The Red Queens song ‘Love Ain’t It’

Title ; Love Ain’t It

Red : “With all the Grief you’ve experienced”

Red (Speaking of Cinderella) : So you Knew her?

The Red Queen : I saw through her. Cinderella and I were classmates in a way.

(Notice how she uses Ella’s mocking name after she has time to recover from the interaction. She said ELLA originally when she caught her off guard. Also. The line. I SAW THROUGH HER. It’s a double edged sword. Saw through her fronts. Saw the hurting girl inside. Saw through her LIES saw the mean girl behind)

Proven by the next lines

The red Queen : I spent way to much time in this place

So I had to escape

the people might smile

but their two faced, too fake.

Girl was relentlessly bullied and betrayed by someone she loved

And Ella Knows it.

Cinderella : Some people act mean at first, because their too afraid to feel

[the reverse is also true]

Cinderella : Look hon. Back in high school, a mean prank was played

And ever since that fateful day

She was never the same, it’s quite a shame.

So the Red Queen sings a whole song about how Love isn’t it. And we ALL KNOW that her only connection to love as a kid was through ELLA. meaning Bridget HAD A CRUSH on Ella. Was IN LOVE. With Ella.

So. How did Crowncoming originally happen you ask?

Here’s my theory

Ella and Bridget go to the dance. They are happy! They have fun. Bridget falls further in love with Ella. Meanwhile. Ella falls in love with Charming!

Her and Charming hit it off. And Ella starts to feel loved and appreciated for the first time in her life.

Then, Bridget performs her ‘Shuffle of Love’ dance. All the attention is on her! Even Charmings.

Ella feels robbed. She feels jealous. She feels angry that her friend is stealing the one good moment she is finally having to herself.

And so she briefly remembers the spell. And in a moment of error, she either A. Remembers the recipe already and makes the recipe. Or B. Re-Sneaks back into the office to see it. However I’m going with A because the book wouldn’t have opened again for Ella because of her bad intentions.

Whichever way. Bridget eats the baked treat. (I think it was a cupcake. Ella could have lied and said it was from the earlier batch)

And then. IT HAPPENS! Bridget is turned into an ugly terrifying monster. Everyone LAUGHS at her. Everyone makes fun of her

And Bridget, who is confused, understands only ONE person could have done this to her. She looks at someone she was in love with. And just sees Ella and Charming laughing. Laughing at her. Bonding over laughing at HER.

Bridget runs off. In tears. Broken inside. With an equally broken heart.

Maybe if Ella had immediately realized her error and run after her she would have turned out differently. But no. It is proven that Ella stayed at the dance and stayed with Charming. They wouldn’t have had the chance to fall in love if she left.

So Bridget. Spends the rest of the night terrified. Looking like a monster. And being laughed and screamed and made fun of everywhere she goes. And not only that. But her ONLY FRIEND. Her CRUSH. Someone she TRUSTED did this to her

Now THIS! THIS is something can break a person. This is something that can change their views on the world. On humanity itself. She was a kind girl. Was kind to everyone no matter how meanly they treated her. But through it all, Ella was her rock. Her friend. Her secret love. Someone who was good and kind through it all.

But she betrayed her. Tbe one nice person betrayed her. Showing that being nice doesn’t do it. Being nice does not mean good things happen. Being nice doesn’t is worthless if this is what it gets you. Everyone is two faced. And the only thing that’s real. The only thing she CAN feel. Is hurt. And pain. And fear. And so that’s what she swears to become. That’s what she swears to do. Be mean and cruel and heartless so she never has to feel all this pain ever again. So her eventual DAUGHTER never has to feel this again. It’s better to be alone and feared. Then alone and broken.

Ella probably realized the error of her ways the next day. But as she said. It was too late. Bridget was never the same.

This Explains why they had so many odd interactions. The raw feral burning chemistry between them. All the odd phrase. Why The Red Queen would be okay sending her BEST FRIEND to death. Why she would be okay killing her. And taking over auradon. To Her? Cinderella is the one who made her this way.

but also part of her still remembers. Still cares. It’s why she gave her once chance to kneel to her. (And as we’ve noted in the books and movies. She doesn’t give ANYONE else a second chance. She punishes I’m immediately and harshly)

And so! With all of this happening. Theirs gonna be some catylist in recent times. The Red Queen might be nice now. But something will have changed. Ella never went to the dance. (She clearly fell in love with charming somewhere else cause otherwise Chloe would have disappeared) but something happened when she wasn’t at the dance. Something that caused another problem. And THATS gonna be the sequel to this movie. Descendants : Rise of Red part two.

(as we’ve seen the official script for the movie is literally called Descendants : Rise of Red part one. MEANING they wrote it with the purpose of being part one to either a sequel or a threequal)

And THAT! Ladies and Gentleman, is what I think the REAL plot behind Descendants : Rise of Red is! A movie that is not idiotically not thought out at all, but really something so secretly genuis is blows your mind!

Hope you enjoyed!

[amoressb]

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pairings : childhood bsf!riki x reader ; friends to lovers

synopsis : in which you and riki have been best friends since you guys were in kindergarten. youre both now in your last year of high school and with all that time together, people would think that you guys were bound to end up falling for each other, right? well, that seems to only be the case for riki. hes fallen in love with you after all this time, especially since you guys tend to flirt constantly, but he knows you dont feel the same. right? either way, he doesnt want to risk losing you so he tries to keep his love for you on the lowkey. will it work?

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i dont wanna watch anymore

smau + little written part

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once rikis practice finished, you remembered jake wanted to meet at the cafe so you started to gather your stuff. “where you off to pretty?” riki asks confused seeing you pack up faster than before. “oh im going to meet someone at a cafe” you say finished with gathering everything up.

riki didnt want to ask who so he just nods. you grab his arm gently and kiss his cheek. “if i dont msg or call you later ill see you at 6:30 tmr okay?” you smile walking backwards to the door. “alright see you pretty” he waves smiling but having a bad feeling.

you finally arrived at the cafe and waved at jake through the window. he got up and you both hugged each other. “wanna order?” he asks and you said yes. after a bit you both get your drinks and walk out. “alright so where to?” you ask sipping on your drink. he offered the idea of just walking around for now and go into any store that intrigues you both.

you both took the walk as an easy way to catch up. after all it has been a while since you two have hung out. you both expressed how happy and ready you both are for winter break and shared your possible plans. soon after jake found a lego store and you cant believe you forgot how crazy he is for legos. “you can choose any you like im gonna go look around!” as soon as he said that he immediately ran off which left you laughing.

while looking around you found some lego keychains. right there you thought about riki. maybe riki would like to match keychains with you? you smiled at the thought and looked at all the options and came to the conclusion of getting a spiderman and gwen(spiderwoman) keychain. “what did you end up finding?” jake pops up all of a sudden surprising you. “i like these two keychains! this ones for riki so we can match!” you have a huge smile on your face showing him the keychains. jake bought everything and you guys continued to walk.

although jake does like you, like he said he respects riki. so this genuinely makes him happy seeing how even if you two arent around each other, you still find a way to mention riki. this seems to be a good time to bring it up.

“soo ik you and riki are close of course but you ever think of taking if further? or do you see him in any other way?” that question confused you because it was random but it also made you feel something at the mention of riki. did you see riki in another way? then again you had that moment after his practice, you thought he looked ethereal even after he was all sweaty after dancing.

“idk maybe, i did see him a bit different after practice but i try not to. i dont want to risk anything so id say no” and that was his confirmation. yes you two flirt alot but you both do it as a joke even though everyone sees the heart eyes you both have for each other. of course especially riki.

the rest of the evening jake kept bringing the convo back to riki and stating how you should try and show him how you feel. its weird how he kept giving you good advice about it all when youve never even seen him with any girl. heck youve only ever seen him get rejected once. makes you wonder whats he up to?

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*sorry the written part is not too good i was rushing it a bit :(

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[knullanon]

Can I request a maybe part 2 to the Nolan Grayson; gremlin villain reader? Where readers powers were working on a subconscious level to heal them but after enough punishments reader down to their core believes that death is the best alternative and their powers ‘turn off’. I wanna see the reaction of the family after a harsh punishment and reader just. not healing.

Listen I love angst and you’re more than welcome to ignore this but I think it would be so interesting

(Nonbinary reader pls as well)

I don't think I'm very good at angst but here u go pls enjoy and I'm sorry if it's shit🙏👍

tw: death, heavy gore mentioned, like a lot, reader is dying so they're not really there, angst, you die (!) so there's that, Nolan is kind of a dick, sad ending

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It hadn't been very long since you were left there. You could tell because almost nothing in your body healed yet. Most of, if not all of your bones had been broken, fractured or missing and you could barely feel any of your limbs.

The only thing you could feel was your hands. Often times, on your missions you needed to fight or use your hands, and so you made it a habit to heal your hands before the rest of your body. Of course, this was before you were kidnapped.

They weren't totally healed: you still had a few fingernails missing, your left pinky was crooked, and your palms didn't have any skin. But compared to the rest of your body, they were the most intact.

You tried to move your legs but they were shredded. In fact, only your right leg was there, as the other had been ripped off. What was left of the right leg was just a hunk of meat: Nolan had ripped out your femur since you decided to run away. They were slowly growing back, you could feel them there, but it was a slow proccess.

As soon as you could feel some sensation in your neck, you turned your head, looking around to see if there was anything you had missed in the basement. There was the chair, a few empty boxes, and a mirror.

There wasn't a mirror there before. You struggled to get onto your forearms, ignoring the crunching noises of your bones as you dragged yourself to the wall. When you tried to push yourself up, you fell back down, as you remembered your spine didn't completly heal.

You waited a few moments, and focused all of your energy on your back. You counted the beat to your favorite songs, one of the best ways for you to heal quicker as you found. You kept counting, kept switching songs, but... nothing was working. Sure, you were able to flail your arms around a bit, along with moving... what's left of your leg, but it wasn't going back to the way it used to be. It was completly severed, you felt, but where you would feel ligaments and muscles and bones morph and fuse back together, there was nothing.

After a few minutes, you stop trying. Pain meant nothing to you at this point: you've been torn apart and put back together again more times than you could count, but it felt... weird. Like you were a piece of paper slowly drifting down, swaying side to side until you finally met the ground.

As everything went dark, you stopped thinking about Nolan, about Mark, and even Debbie. It didn't matter now. You were going to be free.

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Before bed, Nolan had Mark go with him to see his "ill behaved sibling," as he put it. The basement was more dingy and dark than he remembered it to be. Besides the smell of iron and blood, there wasn't the usual groan or crunch or curse from you. In fact, when Nolan got completely downstairs, he basically flew over to you.

"Get up."

Mark stood at the bottom of the stairs, staring down at your dismembered body. Unlike other times that Nolan had punished you, you weren't fully healed or even partially. Almost every single wound that you had hours earlier in the day were still there, and it looked like you had dragged yourself around the room from all the blood on the floor.

When you didnt move, Nolan kicked you, hard. Mark was expecting you to say something, do something, maybe at least try to fight back, but you didn't. You just sat there, bleeding all over the place. It made him think something was wrong

At this point, Nolan was obviously pissed. He picked you up by your neck, and held you above him, dangling your body in front of him.

"Dad, I think-"

"Let me handle this, Mark."

"You think you can just pretend to be dead so you can get out of being punished? You were the one who ran away, not me."

He tossed you across the room, letting you hit the wall and slide down unceremoniously. He then floated all the way back up the stairs, before looking back to Mark.

"Good luck trying to get them up."

And with that, he left. Mark stood there for a moment, before he rushed over to you.

"_____, I'm so sorry, I didn't think he would be that mad, I-"

When you didnt look at him, he stopped. He shook you, trying to get your attention, but your eyes were glassy. Empty.

"_____?"

You didnt awnser. Mark kept asking you, shaking you, moving you, but you weren't responding. Not even with a kick or a shout or anything.

It was when he couldn't feel your heartbeat when he started to panic.

"I know you're- you're upset, but cmon, it's just me!" He pleaded, shaking your body again and again. "Dads not here, he's upstairs, somewhere, it's just me!"

You didn't react. You just sat there, pressed up against the wall, looking like a ghost. Mark sat next to you, holding the remains of your hand.

"I'll sit with you, OK? Until you feel better. Don't worry, I don't mind. It's not like I'm doing anything."

He laughed to himself, before he squeezed your hand.

"Please heal soon. I miss you."

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sorry if that sucked ass but oh well