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hwaslayer · 11 months ago

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project: make you love me (jyh) | eleven.

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—summary: yunho can’t stand how you’re so wrapped up in the notorious campus fuckboy, park seonghwa. he would gladly love you the way you deserve, despite being shy, awkward and the complete opposite of seonghwa. thus, when he finds himself spending more time with you over literature reviews and random study sessions, he decides to take on the challenge to win you over.

—pairing: jeong yunho x f. reader x park seonghwa

—genre: (18+ - minors dni) strangers/friends to lovers, college au | fluff, angst, smut

—word count: 3.2k

—chapter content/warnings: sawrrry this is a bit of a filler chapter 🤠 more development between these two, cussing/mature language, another seonghwa flashback, small kisses hehe, these two are still shy (but so in luv 😙), making out, naps with yuyu <33

"Yunho." You whisper as you tap his chest.

"That's me." He says deeply, huskily; it makes you giggle to yourself a bit.

"Wake up." You pout as his eyes slowly flutter open.

"Time is it?"

"Around 5AM."

"Goooood lord." He shuts his eyes again and pulls you closer. "Absolutely not."

"Yunho." You whine. "Let's go watch the sunrise."

"Y/N, you are very cute and I would do anything to make you happy." He says groggily. "But, it's only been about 3 hours since we fell asleep. Don't you wanna get more sleep?"

"I've tried sleeping more but I can't."

"You really wanna watch the sunrise?"

"Yes." He opens and eye to peek down at you— indeed, you are very, very awake. He can't help but chuckle a bit because you're giving him that cute smile while tucked underneath his arm.

"Okay then."

"Really?"

"Yeah." He stretches a bit and yawns before fully waking himself up. "Just need to get dressed. You don't have any clothes to change into? It's probably freezing outside."

"Gonna need to stop by my apartment before we go."

"Okay then, let's get going." But before you can get up, Yunho gently puts his arm in front of you to prevent you from moving any further and squints his eyes at you, as if he was observing you very closely.

"What?" You ask him, eyes wide and alert.

"Damn, you really are serious about this." You snort and playfully hit him on the arm.

"Please, I've never been able to catch the sunrise." You pout.

"And you wanna do this with me?" He chuckles a bit.

"Of course I do." You give him a small smile and he nods.

"Okay then." You watch as he gets up first to stretch again, walking over to his closet to find you a jacket to throw on for this spontaneous journey you crazily have him agreeing to.

The tiny trek back to your apartment wasn't too bad, being that Yunho's jacket had added a protective layer and shielded you from getting too cold. You could see your breath in the morning, crisp hair; the sky still dark and patiently waiting for the sun to rise. You quietly step into your apartment, dashing into your room to grab a change of clothes and to wash up a bit better before heading out. Yunho sits on your couch and waits, scrolling through his phone to find random screenshots Mingi had sent him from the party last night.

mingi: dude last night was wild

mingi: did you end up leaving with y/n? i cant remember.. is she okay?

yunho: yeah, she's good.

mingi: did you guys hook up? how was it? 😏

Yunho furrows his brows and chuckles a bit, responding to Mingi quickly to get his nose out of his business— because he knows this is going to be relayed to Seonghwa. Not that he cares, but he'd like to keep Seonghwa guessing a bit more.

yunho: we just chilled, relax. lol

mingi: i have to tell you about last night

mingi: but are you fr? you guys didn't hook up?

Yunho's eyes shift to the hallway when he hears a door creak open, a wild Soobin popping out of the frame.

"Oh." Soobin sleepily walks out with rough bedhead, eyes barely open when he heads to the kitchen to grab water. "Yunho, hey." He says sleepily with a wave.

"Hey." Yunho says as he watches him pop open a water bottle and take a few swigs.

"Feel like shit." He mumbles before pointing towards the bathroom. "Y/N in there?" Yunho nods. At that moment, you quietly slip out, surprised to see Soobin up and walking.

"The heck?" You giggle seeing his current state and playfully ruffle his hair.

"Shut up. Where are you going?"

"To watch the sunrise."

"That's crazy. You let her talk you into this?" Soobin looks at Yunho, and Yunho gives him a simple, pursed smile in return. "Goodluck. I'm going back to bed." He mumbles before lazily waving at you and Yunho, slipping himself back his shared room with Seungmin. You shift your attention back to Yunho, slowly walking towards him in your newly changed outfit. He thinks you're the cutest— dressed in your leggings, those legwarmers, uggs.

That oversized, olive-colored jacket.

The thick scarf wrapped around your neck.

Your cream beanie.

"Speak now or forever hold your peace." You mutter and Yunho laughs, standing on his two feet.

"Come on. We gotta get there to catch the sunrise in time."

"Get where?" You lock up the front door before following Yunho to his car.

"I think I know the perfect place to catch the sunrise." He stands near the opened passenger door, patiently waiting for you to get inside. You giggle to yourself before hopping in; settling into the seat just as Yunho sits in the driver's seat and immediately turns on the heat.

"Sorry."

"For?" Yunho raises his brow.

"Dragging you out of bed." He chuckles.

"I mean, truthfully, I can feel myself dying by the minute." You playfully smack him on the bicep, making him laugh a bit louder this time.

"Yunho, don't play. I feel bad. Let's just—"

"I'm kidding, Y/N. I meant it when I said I'd do anything to make you happy."

"But, I want you to be happy, too."

"I am." He gives you a small smile before caressing your chin. "Promise."

"Okay, Jeong Yunho. I'm taking that to heart." He chuckles.

It isn't too long before Yunho's pulling into a lot of a nearby hiking trail. He reassures you that there's a shorter path that'll take you up the hill, where there is a bench you can sit to enjoy the view and catch the sunrise. You let him take the lead to guide you on the right path, but he stops when he finds the coffee cart nearby. The coffee cart sits near the small welcome center, lights on the overhead illuminating the cart brightly during this dark morning.

"Want hot chocolate? Coffee?"

"Ou, hot chocolate sounds bomb."

"It does. I'll grab us some." He jogs over to the cart, smiling at the middle-aged man who is patiently waiting for time to pass, for more customers to arrive. He's quick to fix the two cups of hot chocolate, Yunho walking back over within the next 5 minutes. "Here. Drink up while it's warm."

"Thank you, Yunho." He smiles, walking alongside you— keeping a bit of a lead to guide you and show you the way. "I don't think I even knew about this place."

"Hm. It's a hidden gem, really. Everyone usually goes to the busier hiking trail nearby."

"Do you come here often?"

"Nope." Yunho chuckles. "But, my aunt took me and my mom here when they visited awhile ago."

"Sweet. I love how you're close to them. I hope I get to meet them one day." You say without really thinking about how it sounds, or how it comes off. When you do realize, you shoot Yunho a look and apologize for having assumed where you two stood. "Oh, I mean, you know. If they happen to be on campus again and what not—" Yunho laughs.

"You'll get to meet them outside of campus. Don't worry." You shyly blush and break eye contact, looking out at the path ahead. It's actually not that far of a walk, seeing that the bench Yunho had mentioned was only a few feet up ahead. It's perched on the side of the hill that overlooks the other side of town, with the trail continuing on past it. Both you and Yunho take your seats, sitting close enough to feed off of each other's body heat.

It's comforting.

You're perfectly content sitting next to Yunho, watching the sun slowly begin to rise.

"There's the sun." Yunho lets out a breath before sipping on his coffee. "We made it in time."

"Yay!" You look up at him again. "Can't believe we're catching the sunrise. You really are the best."

"Just want you to be happy because you deserve it, all of it." Yunho says, firmly believing in his own statement. He's not that great with affection and words, but you absolutely deserved way better than Park Seonghwa.

He couldn't even reach the bare minimum.

"You're too good to me."

"I'm being honest." You sip on your hot chocolate in peace, occasionally tracing the lid with your finger. It's quiet as the rest of the sun begins to slowly show itself more and more past the horizon. Eventually, Yunho is the first to break that silence and ask: "Can I ask you something? You don't have to respond either if you don't want to."

"Of course."

"Has Seonghwa tried reaching out to you?" You shake your head.

"Absolutely not. And he shouldn't."

"Hm." He hums. "So, you don't see yourself going back to him?"

"No, Yunho. Why would I put myself through that again, right?"

♣︎ FLASHBACK

"Hwa, wait." Seonghwa pauses in his steps just as he's about to make his way to the car. He cocks a brow up, watching as you take a picture of the sunset.

"What're you doing?"

"Isn't it pretty?"

"I guess? It's like any other sunset." He shrugs. You continue to snap a few pictures, making the impatience grow in Seonghwa a bit. He huffs, shifting his weight from one foot to another before continuing off to the car. "Y/N, come on? I just wanna get home."

"I'm just taking one more picture."

"The food you asked for is gonna get cold." You roll your eyes and waddle over to the passenger side, sliding into the seat before strapping your seatbelt on. It's a quiet drive for the most part, Seonghwa already annoyed with the fact that you asked him to stop by for some food post-practice. You don't really care much, though. Overall, you had a good day with your friends and you weren't gonna let him ruin it entirely.

"Seonghwa."

"Hm?" He hums, eyes still glued to the road ahead.

"We should catch the sunrise one day." He snorts.

"For what? What's up with you and the sun?"

"I just like it. It's pretty."

"Baby, I can barely get my ass up for class. You're up earlier than me. You should do it."

"I want to do it with you, though." He laughs and it kinda hits you right in the feels, hits you right in the pit of your stomach.

You try, and you try, and it goes nowhere.

You don't understand why you do this to yourself.

"You don't have to do everything with me, Y/N. Don't wait for me. You should do it if you wanna."

"Yeah." Is all you respond with, nibbling on your bottom lip hearing yet another rejection from Seonghwa.

♣︎ END

"I mean, you had your good days and bad days with him, too."

"I know. He's just in the past now, though. Something I definitely want to move on from and keep him where he belongs in the past. I think he just did more harm than good, and I hated feeling so small and replaceable to him. Like nothing."

"I get you." He says.

"I have no intentions of going back." You give him a tiny, toothless smile in response to his reaction. "Promise."

"Okay. I'll hold onto every word of yours." It's quiet again while the two of you continue to watch. This time, after an or so, it's your turn to break the silence; pondering about the sudden question Yunho asked.

He must be worried, right?

Worried that you'd crawl back to Seonghwa, fall into his games, traps.

You get it. You get Yunho.

Seonghwa is only a mere passing thought at this point.

"Yunho."

"Hm?" He sips on his coffee

"I know I was kinda drunk, but I meant what I said on the phone while I was away."

"What did you say?" He smirks, subtly biting onto the lid of his cup while his eyes are glued onto yours. You giggle and shake your head, taking a sip of your hot chocolate before looking back out at the view.

"Nothing." You tease back.

"Aw, really? Like that?" He gently nudges you with a small chuckle. "I guess you didn't really mean it, then." He shrugs.

"Hey." You whine. "I did mean it." You look at him with a pout and he continues to smirk that smirk of his until you give in. God, he was becoming your weakness. "I meant it when I said I like you, Yunho." His smile grows.

"I meant it when I said I like you, too."

"I'm glad we're on the same page, then." He nods.

"I feel a bit silly explaining this, but last night.." He lets out a breath. "I hope you don't feel like you did anything wrong because you didn't. I just really wanna do things right with you. I meant that, too."

"I know." You look down at his free hand dug into his pocket. You hesitate a bit, but you eventually slip your hand into his pocket and lace your finger with his— a gesture that makes his heart melt and adore you even more.

The both of you sit there while quietly sipping on your drinks and watching the rest of the sun rise from its slumber. It's still cold, and you can still see your breath in the air. But Yunho is warm next to you; his hand is warm, his company is warm.

"So, am I off the hook with reading your lit reviews?" He teases again, making you laugh.

"No, please. I still need your help for the rest of the semester if it doesn't bother you."

"I'm kidding. It doesn't. I wanna help." You lean into his arm a bit more, trying to recover with his warmth. "Are you cold?"

"A bit."

"Do you wanna head back then? Sun is up." You nod.

"Yeah, I think I'm good. Thank you again for watching the sunrise with me." You look up at him, planting a kiss on his cheek. However, before you could pull back completely, you feel Yunho gently tug on your hand— signaling for you to stay close.

So, you do.

And Yunho dips forward to give you a sweet, chaste kiss on the lips. You giggle and bite your lip when you catch how red the tip of his ears have become.

"That's better." He chimes in before standing, keeping your hand laced with his in his pocket. "What are you gonna do when we get back, though? Are you gonna hang out with your roommates?" The both of you toss your empty cups into the nearby trash can.

"Maybe, yeah. Take a nap." You chuckle. "What about you?"

"Same since I feel myself crying for sleep now." You laugh. "Do you wanna nap at my place?" He looks at you before clearing his throat. "I mean, totally up to you. I don't mean to be forward but just wanted to put the option out there. B-but, don't feel—"

"I'd love to nap with you." You blush.

"I swear I won't take any more time away from Chaery."

"She'll be okay." You giggle. But, just as you reach the bottom of the hill, your phone starts to beep from incoming texts.

"You sure about that?" Yunho smirks when he sees you flash your screen his way; Chaery's name popping up a few times.

chaery: shit it is so early but i swear i heard you come in earlier. did you??

chaery: i'm also kinda bleh from the alchy last night. so my bad if not, hehe. i guess you're still with yunho?!

chaery: i'm gna go back to sleep but come back soon. imy. but i hope you're having the time of your life with your man <33 get it girl!!

"She's okay. Promise. She's just wondering where I'm at and if it was me that walked in earlier." You try to text back using your free hand, letting your bestfriend know you'd be at Yunho's for a bit longer.

you: it was me, sorry for waking you, love. i am with yunho! i'll prob head back in a few hours. hehe get some more sleep!

"Y/N." You tuck your phone back into your pocket and look up at Yunho.

"Yes?"

"Are you sure? About the nap?"

"Yes. Unless you take your invite back."

"Of course not." Yunho briefly lets go of your hand to open the passenger door. You slide in, watching him jog over and start the car to get the heat going as soon as possible. He takes a moment to get settled before he's driving off, his hand open and resting on the middle console— waiting for you to lock your hand with his again.

"Hope you don't mind me borrowing your clothes all the time. I still have to wash the stuff I wore to bed." He chuckles.

"It's okay, I don't mind."

"Is Yeosang up already?" Yunho looks at the time on his dash.

"Probably not. There are rare days when he gets up early to gym or go for a run. But I doubt it after last night."

"Is he dating anyone?" Your curiosity gets the best of you.

"Not that I know of. He hasn't had someone over in awhile."

"But.. he has?"

"You're cute." Yunho laughs. "He has. And to be honest, there are some moments I don't really wanna remember." You snort.

"Wow, was not expecting to hear that. Good for him."

"Yeah, he's a good guy. He deserves to have some fun sometimes. Plus, it's nice that he's away from the computer."

"That's true, too." You yawn, leaning your head near the window. "Okay, now I can't wait for that nap."

"You see?" Yunho laughs, giving your hand a gentle squeeze.

The drive is a quick 20 minutes, with the rest of the ride falling silent besides Yunho humming along to the songs. You completely feel the exhaustion hit you as soon as Yunho pulls into the familiar lot. The both of you drag yourselves back upstairs and into the quiet apartment, padding into Yunho's room to change into another set of his comfy clothes. You opt for one of his longsleeves and joggers, slipping yourself back into the sheets with Yunho following shortly behind. He tucks you under the covers well before pulling you into his arms and letting you tuck your head near the crook of his neck.

"You're so warm." Yunho lets out a small, breathy laugh when he feels you shiver against him, adjusting his position and keeping you close.

"Feel better?" You look up at him and nod.

"Thank you."

"You don't have to thank me." He says softly, pausing in between his responses. "Y/N?"

"Mhm?"

"Can I kiss you again?"

"I'd like that." You giggle, watching as Yunho dips his head down to kiss you. You smile into the kiss when you realize he doesn't want to pull away— instead, chasing after your lips for another, and another;

And another.

Until the kiss deepens, the both of you indulging in each other through every bit, every second. His hand gives your side a gentle squeeze when he feels you bite onto his bottom lip and let out a breath in between kisses. But, even if the kiss feels like it continues to intensify, even if the fireworks grow with every move, every touch; there is no need, no push, to take things further.

Just taking him in, as he is with you.

At some point, Yunho slows down and is the first to pull back. His eyes remain on you though, his hand coming up to brush the hair away from your face. He gives you a tiny, toothless smile before pressing a sweet peck to your forehead, down to the tip of your nose;

To the corner of your lips.

"You're so pretty." He sleepily says, making you giggle and snuggle against him. "Let's sleep."

"Okay." You shut your eyes, slowly falling asleep to the sound of Yunho's soft breathing.

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ay0nha · 1 year ago

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Some Unholy War | Theseus Scamander (III)

SUMMARY: You knew why he was on your mind. The sweater you wore was thick, not quite oversized, but spacious enough to remind you its fit was meant for its owner. Its scent exposed Theseus as the one to leave it beside the fresh towel his mother left on your borrowed quilt.

PAIRING: Theseus Scamander x f!reader

WORD COUNT: 2K

WARNINGS: canon-typical things, mentions of food/eating, angst, family dinner during the holidays, flashback, mutual pining, semi enemies-to- lovers, always a protective Theseus, SLOW burn, teenagers being dumb, **poets please don’t come after me, I tried my best with the haikus** , etc.

A/N: HELLO. This took me longer than I would have liked. This flashback is a filler, bleh. Rather than this sitting even longer, I figured I’d post! Next part, we’re getting into some Good Stuff. As always, thank you, @kalllistos . Comments are always welcomed. Enjoy.

PART I, PART II, PART IV

—YEARS PRIOR—

Your plate was full, everything delectably placed yet so unsatisfying. There were only so many times you could push the vegetables around until they fell back into their original place. Eyes were on you, and you knew you would have to feign your appetite, or the suspicion would intensify.

“This is delicious, Mrs. Scamander—” You hummed through a mouthful of food. You knew what you were playing at with the action—so eager to compliment you couldn’t wait until you swallowed. There was no doubt it was convincing, but you struggled to believe your own performance. “—Again, thank you for having me, I—”

“Nonsense!” She hushed you quickly, as she had every Christmas. The act was familiar, perfected over many years. “The holiday wouldn’t be anything without you.”

As the finale, you would wear a polite smile that would last until dessert; in between, you interjected, answering questions posed or even offering small insights into the topic. But you relaxed into your role too much, being caught in the eldest son’s gaze.

“What?” You held back a hiss despite his polite eyes. They were full of curiosity. You were too defensive to see how enamored he was, rather deciding not to be scrutinized.

His voice was quiet, knowing his extended family was prone to eavesdropping. Therefore, his words were clipped, “You alright?”

Even with the distance of the wooden table, you noted his voice was broken by adolescence. You would have noticed it sooner if you hadn’t avoided him so intently—the School Boy Hero. The name alone taunted you, reminding you of the success he would gain with ease and the distance that you had created. It was intentional, but it wasn’t exclusive.

Theseus was unfazed. Although there weren’t shared courses, he carved out time to find you. He greeted you like you weren’t the recluse of your younger year—as if you weren’t under the watchful eye of professors and students alike. It bemused you how one could smile so widely all the time. And now, he picked up on your act.

“I’m fine.” You tugged a smile for those around you. Despite the years of acquaintance, your presence at the Scamander family table still weighed on you.

You were eternally grateful for their hospitality and generosity. The Scamanders accepted you every year when your parents chose a getaway. However, each year, your childlike wonder at the decorations wore off. The reality hit you that you were out of place in their home, no matter how welcoming the family was.

He started again, pausing to determine his phrasing. “It’s just that you haven’t…”

“Theseus.” Mrs. Scamander started, warning humming in her throat. She always read you well. The best, really. “What was it you were telling me the other day?” The question was intriguing solely due to Theseus’ tense reaction as she turned to you. “He told me how well you’ve done with divination.”

Theseus’ ears burned, but his confidence stayed. You spoke before he could embarrass you further.

“Oh, well…” The moment was perfect for placing your fork down. You collected yourself well enough to appear bashful. “Theseus exaggerates.”

“Divination is—” One uncle started, suddenly being able to hear from the end of the table. “—not a profound subject, love.” There were murmurs of agreement, but you remained steady. “Focus on Ruines…”

“...Ancient Ruines is—” Another joined in, holiday intoxication booming with their words. “–far more valuable, well—” A bark of laughter. “–for everything! I—”

More piped in.

“If anything is—” Valuable, the sentence was finished by an echo of another. The overlapping conversation became unintentionally jovial, and attention shifted from you. “It has to be flying.” People nodded at the practicality of the suggestion. “I was always good at that.”

You grew tired of their critical haikus. The envy of a large family had left you. It was a constant dream to have open arms around you that provided everything unconditionally. But that was a facade, a liminal space only explored in literature and even more complicated in reality.

“She has an aptitude, actually.” Theseus’ voice carried well, too well. “Shouldn’t that be celebrated?”

The table responded with silence, their young family member no longer meekly looking for attention. Family dinners required debates.

“Of course!” Mrs. Scamander raised her cup to you, winking with tenderness. The action alone told you enough; once it was just adults in the room, her words would be as sharp as the knife in her hand. “I wish I had such talent.”

Mrs. Scamander was an intentional person. She knew the power of the topic she chose and remained purposefully quiet. She took in how Theseus’ demeanor confirmed her suspicions of his growing fondness for you. It was plain as day, but due to your ages, she knew the ignorance of mutual feelings would guide everything. More importantly, though, she was able to see how Theseus simmered with a maturing defiance that she was delighted he grew into. Further proving she had raised her son right.

You valued his comment. Oddly, it made every pea on your plate worth it—something of a smile emerged in private amusement. Theseus stewed, but it dissipated being privy to it.

—

Your fingers were stiff from the cold. You cursed the winter and how it made you physically fumble for the months it endured. It was as though your body rejected how it influenced you. Yet, your mind was made up long before the leaves started to fall.

You were leaving.

The plan was formed with caution. You prided yourself on your caution. It was a skill you inherited despite your parent’s apathy. The middle of the night would be far too obvious, expected. The sweet spot was when even the troublemakers would be sleeping when the sun rose with an icy fog that would cover you.

You’d finally be—

A knock made you jolt. You were able to slip away for a breath before the celebrations continued. There was pushed aside the guilt that flooded your stomach with the soft ask of entry.

You debated ignoring it, pretending you’d fallen asleep, but you’d already said yes.

Theseus drew the short straw of a rigged game. You missed his gait when he turned the hallway to find you. You curled further into the thick sheets as your only form of resistance when he finally entered the room.

“...been sent to get you.” He snacked on the sweets in his hands. He swallowed them in one go to continue his objective. “They’re threatening charades.”

“You’re letting the cold in…” There wasn’t a whine attached to your words, but there may as well have been. Thankfully, Theseus read through your words to find their instruction. It beckoned him closer after you heard the confirming click of the closed door.

Although the room was Newt’s, you always had a knack for filling the space you occupied. With the bed pressed against the window, the illumination of the Christmas lights was only to your advantage. You looked beautiful.

The butterflies in Theseus’ stomach were more like birds. Most likely crows, highly intelligent, and sent by you. You’d been off, secluded, despite the company surrounding you. Yet, he couldn't miss how your posture straightened at his presence. Those crows fluttered with pride.

“I had a dream about you the other night…” Your mouth was hidden behind your clothed arm. Your voice was muffled as you looked out the snowy window, but Theseus clung to every word. “A premonition, really.”

“... surprised your subconscious let me linger.” He teased, hands finding solace in his pockets.

You knew why he was on your mind. The sweater you wore was thick, not quite oversized, but spacious enough to remind you its fit was meant for its owner. Its scent exposed Theseus as the one to leave it beside the fresh towel his mother left on your borrowed quilt.

“Go on…” He encouraged you, not letting the silence seep too deeply. He learned its repercussions.

“It’s hard to describe.” You mumbled. You hadn’t regretted bringing it up, but you wished you chose something else as a justification to talk to him. “You were just there…” You said, confused at the feelings elicited by the admission. “We were talking like we are now...”

“Surely the conversation was more enthralling…” He knocked lightly. Theseus glided up beside you, shoulder fitted against yours, a comfort given.

“We were older.” You had to suppress a yawn at the memory. You were so tired, you weren’t sure if you could trust your own remembrance. “I didn’t recognize myself, but I knew it was you—your hair was longer, but it was…you.”

Even in your dreams, Theseus possessed a natural grace, a simple elegance, an understated presence. Tall and slim, he moved slowly, like a giraffe. His voice was both husky and calming. His eyes gave a sleepy appearance, and they fixed on you in such a manner that it was impossible to look away when he was talking to you. And when he reached to grab at your sleeve with those—

“What did we do?” He hummed, more intrigued.

You couldn’t tell him the truth, especially with the wide-eyed wonderment he wore. So he guessed. His age showed in his theories. In his mind, the two of you were clowns performing in front of a crowd or waking up late for O.W.L.S.

As they became more elaborate, you fell into a haze. Theseus was older now, in his final years of school. His face had matured, but youthfulness clung to him well. Theseus was boyish, and your dream confirmed he always would be. You struggled to accept how desire spread through you.

“Am I close?” His question felt like you had been splashed with ice-cold water.

“Not quite.” You said after a beat. You could feel a fear starting to smother every single trace of happiness that was rushing through your system just a moment ago, and you swallowed thickly, digging your fingernails into your palm.

Yet, the guilt wouldn’t stop you from your plan.

Through the fog of absolute fear, your mind managed to notice a tiny detail. You could claim Theseus could have no understanding of your desire to disappear, that he was one of the most privileged boys in the school who never thought or met many consequences, but it didn’t change one single fact:

Theseus Scamander, whether you wanted it or not, knew you well. Perhaps better than anyone. But above all else, you couldn’t help but be curious, looking at him so pointedly as he spoke. Would his lips still taste like those sweets? He was close enough to find out.

Just once.

Just the once couldn’t hurt. Could it?

“We had sex.” You blurted your words as if it would quell your thoughts. As someone who prided themselves on emotional maturity, you were flustered.

There was no reply save for a subtle retexturing of his breath, the gap between inhalations infinitesimally smaller, the length of his exhalations protracted.

“It’s a joke.” He said as if he’d forgotten. His face always got splotchy when he felt uncomfortable. Theseus scratched at his brow, then tinkered with a few curls that had gotten too long.

You stared at him for a moment, that light in your gaze growing soft, before you took a deep breath, looking down at the string you found between your fingers. He even understood your poorly timed, poorly executed humor.

“I don’t remember the dream, really.” Lying was becoming second-hand nature. It worried you, but only enough to settle with half-truths. “We were looking for something…Something that was…” You concentrated. “Important, I think. But it was too foggy to make anything out.”

Theseus was already looking for a solution, willing to white-knuckle it through anything.

“You knew where we were, though.” You hummed your words like a compliment. “You guided us through the fog like you’d been there before.” The truth tumbled out of its own volition. “...Like you knew it was the only place you could truly hide.”

You saw a flash of distinction across his face.

No, distinction was the wrong term. Recognition, rather.

Theseus wanted to speak before you did. You wanted to beat him to it. Yet, your names were called by a distinctive voice that reminded you both of the awaiting festivities.

“C’mon—” Theseus held out his hand, using his strength as a counterweight. “—they’re waiting on us.”

“And if I want to run away?” You mused with honesty, being pulled until you staggered into him.

“Can’t that wait? I’m quite good at charades.” Theseus said, shooting you that crooked grin of his, the one that you suspected had gotten him out of trouble multiple times.“You can run away after—promise.”

#q #theseus scamander #theseus #scamander #theseus scamander fluff #theseus scamander x reader #theseus scamander angst #theseus scamander x f!reader #newt scamander x reader

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compicit-rotting · 1 year ago

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SPACE STATION LEVEL 7 POST IS OUT!! fucking finally I'm sorry guys (this is thy one with the symbols, in case you didn't know, those are letters. they spell out space station level 7. congratulations you just learnt a thing.)

sorry this took like two days after I told yall I was gonna do it but here it finally is, sorry I played u with that "later today" at midnight

#miracle musical #tally hall #hawaii part 2 #hawaii part ii #stella octangula #the mind electric #hpii time machine #hpii murders #hp laserjet professional #simon hpii #hpii #isle unto thyself #introduction to the snow #black rainbows #space station level 7 #hpii ssl7 #stranded lullaby #dream sweet in sea major

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larry-is-my-anchor1 · 10 days ago

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Season 8 episode 7 of 911. I started watching 911 because of Buddie. I saw all these posts about the show, but specifically about Eddie and Buck. I thought to myself, wow here is a show with two men in a health loving and appears to be a sexual relationship.

What cable show is it on?! I was surprised it was on Fox! Made sense the show was picked up by ABC. I was happily pleased to see that although Eddie and Buck were though not in a sexual relationship, they appeared to be potentially heading there. As they’re clearly head over heels for one another.

But I also fell in love with the show because it is well written and well represented. Beautiful paralleling stories about the importance of each individual person to a specific time. It made me feel good to watch this imaginary world, where these group of people who although had their differences, they chose each other to be family and fought for that title daily. Sometimes quite literally.

Yet I’m not sure why this season feels flat to me. I’ve said this before. And it may be because I have to wait a whole week and I’m expecting too much. While before I plowed through the series like nothing because all of the older episodes were released already.

It’s not really flat, there was that big sweeping save Athena did copiloting a commercial airplane.

I throughly enjoyed all the other seasons. Heck I’m rewatching it. Currently on season 6 when Buck is in that fever dream coma. It’s a lovely written episode. And yes I cannot wait to see a substantial Buddie scene but that’s not all I am looking for. But also this season the parts not having to do with Buddie feel flat. Like it’s just filler. This episode was just meh.

We see Athena busting a ring of jewelry thieves using the dark web to recruit people. She appears to hurt herself somehow but I thought the reason was lame. Yes Angela Bassett is older but she looks amazing. She’s so fit and in great shape. It just wasn’t believable to me. But I guess they had to set up the scene with her rookie partner somehow.

So now I’ve just am looking for glimmers of thoughtfulness, if I don’t get an entire episode, story line or of someone being saved. Such as the touching scene between Athena and Hen having a discussion about getting older.

There is another scene where the Han’s have dinner with Buck, to see how he’s doing, only to discover he’s coping with the break up by baking. Buck tells them he’s doing that instead texting or calling Temu. I still can’t believed, Buck dated both Abbey and Temu. Like that stuff only happens to him. Maddie wisely advises him to move forward and not backwards.

Some scenes later Buck is cooking at the firehouse, then we see him have a similar conversation with the 118. Then Eddie and Hen steal his phone so Buck can’t text Temu, who Buck noticed was bubbling his phone. Buck is chasing Eddie and Hen in the dining/ living area. Eddie also refers to Buck as buddy, which made me smile.

Even Nash compared Temu to alcohol.

It’s interesting to me how everyone is telling Buck to move forward. Didn’t they like Temu? Wouldn’t Eddie stay out of it before? And how little Tommy knew about things in Buck’s life. I want to see flashbacks to the 118 saying they didn’t like Temu for Buck.

The rest of the episode is Athena realized the rookie partner is in over his head and the police academy should have not put him through, since he shoots a random lady he and his new partner we pull over.

The 118 return to the set of Hot Shots. They rescue an actor who Brad had stuck on a crane. Callum Blu (who is a nod to Oliver, hoping not an exact match), plays Brad brilliantly. He’s still head over heels for Bobby, so much that he wants captain doofus fired. I can understand. But Jo firehouse wants him. And Bobby wants to stay with the 118. Another thing the fans said was Brad’s character would be out in a coma like Buck was, so he can trail Bobby to be a better captain.

Side note what a stupid name for a television show. Did Taylor really write that book? Is she behind the creation of the show? I haven’t seen her on their tv’s for sometime now.

Nash gets pulled back into making things right between Brad and captain douche. They’re both a douche. I appreciated Nash telling them both off.

A very sweet scene between Jee and Buck baking. It was odd how Maddie and Chimney just dropped off their daughter with their uncle. But they figured Buck was still moping and baking. He could use some human contact. None Temu contact to be exact.

But no big stories with the other characters, so I am wondering if all the gooey writing is going to be for Buddie? I just expected based on previous episodes/seasons better thought out with how the stories were woven out. Maybe they weren’t expecting to be picked up and it’s all haphazard? I kind of felt that way season 7 tbh.

In season 6 episode 17 for example every call the 118 went on deleted back to what Eddie, Buck and Chimney all were coping with. I don’t know why in the newer seasons the emergency calls have not.

#911 #911 abc #8.7 #spoilers #Buddie

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acoldsovereign · 26 days ago

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I'm glad to see you back! I have a question, if I may ask. What inspired you to make (Ancient) Saiyan Culture? And would you say Maiz is a good example of it?

Subject Matter: Lore & world building // sender: anonymous // status--always open!

{{ This is so freaking old, like MONTHS old, dear stars above. I don't know who you are but whoever sent this, I hope you're still around! 😭 My bad--

Anyhoo!! Yes, you may! And thank you for your question(s)! What inspired me to create ASC/Ancient Saiyan Culture is a long story (one that I've shared I think about twice on here?) but the short of is this: I wanted to explore why Maiz (before I completely revised her for RP purposes, she was basically a fanfic/lore study OC for Saiyan lore) was the way she was. To do that, I strived to make an antihero character with some sympathetic undertones. Which meant that I had to explain her culture, the way she thinks, why she had troubles with Turles (the version I wrote), how Paragus was important to her as a makeshift father figure despite her initially disliking/hating him for personal reasons (PLEASE someone ask me about this, it was so sweet and heartbreaking. Can you tell I love the Saiyans so MUCH AUGH--) what foods she was used to, what made up her nightmares, fears, hopes, etc.

In a way, I started cooking up Saiyan Culture around her and then around the other Saiyan characters I was writing. Somehow though, I ended up with a vast world that eclipsed them.

And well, my best friend brought me to RP and the only character I thought about constantly was Maiz, so I broke her down and did my creative thing according to the needs of the RPC (basically I stalked/lurked on a lot of the accounts that I interact with these days--the same ones that I'm proudly mutuals with 💙). I noticed there was a lack of female Saiyans and a lack of particularly vicious Saiyans in general too, so Maiz ended up becoming this really cool and complex villainous/antagonistic/aggressive character who has little to no redeeming traits, funnily enough--though "redeeming qualities" depends on who you ask, I guess. (She's actually a good mom and an interesting romantic partner to have ) In the end, she ended up being a hit with everyone that's seen/read her stuff/interacted with her.

But speaking of her and the culture that surrounds her, you know what? Ironically enough, she is a decent example but at the same time, not the best even if she's an expert on it. (And yes, the hypocrisy is intentional on my end. Sometimes Maiz comes close to realizing it, and other times it goes over her head. She does deny things to rationalize her actions occasionally. Make of that what you will).

Ahem.

Ancient Saiyan Culture, at its core is all about community and teamwork--albeit taken to dark extremes due to Saiyan tribalism.* (And no, not all of it is dark, I digress).

(We see aspects of this in the franchise all throughout, sadly only in flashbacks or filler or whatever, but that's neither here or there. Again, I digress).* Individuality is celebrated but it wasn't emphasized because it didn't NEED to be, pre-Cold Family. Maiz excels at being an individual, but her main problem is that she denies personhood and understanding to other Races. Unless she likes them, or likes an individual from that Race. And even then, she's liable to treat them as a "token" until she gets better. (She does with long term exposure, but she'll still be Permanently Weird because she is a Stubborn Alien Lady™ with a Petty Streak).

The plot twist is: this line of thought + behaviors would be considered the Saiyan equivalent of 'sympathy'. Because the way she was taught was to spare nobody. Not even a child. But Maiz post-Genocide will spare people--but only if they are a nuisance that she thinks lowly of ( it's kinda how her and Jay's Future Trunks got started; the slowest burn in the universe / @burnxngslash), someone that she thinks is interesting or could be useful to her long term (the majority of her slaves and how she got her kingdoms/twelve planets), or because they amuse her in some way that she can't exactly put her finger on so it forces her to think further on if she really wanna kill them or not. Spoiler alert: She Does Not and Reasons May Vary (basically her and Thane's Future Trunks' dynamic right now / @hopefromadoomedtimeline. Listen they're complicated okay but they're working it out. Just know that she is Not Normal™ about him. He Makes Her Heart Nervous and She Doesn't Like It).

Point is: there are some aspects of the culture that Maiz doesn't exactly live up to, but it's her choice. Other times, it's because it's too painful (what community can you have when the only survivors of your Race are half breeds and some spread out males that are so far removed from the culture that it feels like you might as well be the only true survivor left?), or because it's something she doesn't agree with: killing off the weaker partner after reproduction for example.

Fun fact: For a very long time, Maiz dreaded the idea of being in an intimate relationship because she was afraid that a potential mate would see her blind eye as a defect and kill her off after having a baby with her. Weakness of any kind was ingrained in her at birth to be an unsavory thing, which partially fueled her viciousness as a childling. She wanted to live to adulthood. (She doesn't know that this is the main reason why she denies herself romantic and sexual feelings as an adult. All of this got repressed and forgotten about, post Genocide).

Also--this may come as a shock to you all--but Maiz, for all her high self esteem, doesn't actually see herself as super attractive. It's because back on Planet Vegeta, the beauty standards revolve around health, intelligence and physical ability. Her eye is more than enough to dock off several 'social'/beauty points even if her strength more than makes up for it. That, and even though she's a taller and more muscular version of her mother, she was indirectly taught that there are more 'beautiful' people out there. You'd never know this though because of how arrogant/rude/cruel/mean, etc she is and how she carries herself. (She forgets she's her mom spitting image too).

She also isn't deprecating about it (nor does she think about it so it wouldn't even make sense for me write it out unless I'm in a scene where that's the topic). Like, she's not UGLY, but she's not mid either? She sees herself as in between these two things.

I wanted to write more but you know, avoiding the whole "making her too sympathetic" thing is still going strong over here. Hopefully this paints a clear enough picture for you! Thanks again for the question anon!

#OOC: Out of Limits #Intergalactic Messages - Received #Grayfaces of the Galaxy (Anonymous)#{{ if this is long gomen. I'm on mobile so not sure how this will long on the laptop AHHHH #TW: slightly ablest views #{{ but yeah lol Maiz is like.... messed up in the head but will she ever admit it? NO. 😭 my poor evil murdercatttttt #{{ *screams into the void in 'I LOVE SAIYANS'!!!!!* 😭 love them with me please as I break your heart with lore. in this essay I will---#{{ also if anyone has heen wondering why in the past I've written Maiz to have an fixation with Trunks' eyes and hair color #{{ THIS IS WHY. HE WOULD BE SEEN AS EXOTIC BACK HOME.#{{ v attractive. a ladykiller. a chick magnet. a people magnet. trunks has NO idea how good he's got it. neither of them tbh 😭#{{ IT BOTHERS ME BECAUSE I WANT MAIZ TO TELL HIM SO BADLY AND FOR TRUNKS' BRAIN TO EXPLODE 😭 *shakes both of you violently*#{{ ALIEN BEAUTY STANDARDS ALIEN BEAUTY STANDARDS ALIEN BEAUTY STANDARDS ALIEN----#{{ excuse the typos in tags. i ain't fixing them---

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chevelleneech · 5 months ago

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The Acolyte ep7: The Bad…

Not to act as if I know more than professional writers and show runners, but I must say… episode seven was not my favorite. For the exact reason I assumed they’d do half and half. The flashback did not hold enough shock to be dragged out for an entire ep, and should have taken up ten, maybe fifteen minutes at most.

Viewers already guessed the Jedi killed the coven, so it’s not that we needed something shockingly different, but something worth the flashback being the full runtime would have made more sense. Now, I will not pretend like I am not gagged at Sol choosing to kill Mae to save Osha just because he wanted a Padawan, and Indara killing the entire coven just to not have to kill Kelnacca. They both made extremely selfish choices, but again… it could have played out in about a dozen minutes.

They could have shown us the four Jedi on the planet scouting, shown Sol find the girls and tell Indara, then jumped to the scene when Osha reveals herself and Mae to the Jedi. Following that, their Jedi tests as quick clips so we’d see Mae tell them about the sacrifice, then skip to Osha telling Aniseya she wants. Next we’d see Torbin realize the twins were the proof of vergence and skirt off to play captain save a hoe, capped off with Korril telling Mae to stop Osha (but skip all the door smashing and Korril talking to the other witches). We’d also need to see Mae realize she started the fire and try to stop it, and after that they could have proceeded with Sol killing Aniseya which sparks the fight.

We did not need all the filler beforehand, we didn’t even need to see council saying no to the twins. A better justification for the Jedi team lying, would have actually been them acting without knowing if the council wanted the twins or not. That way once back on the ship with just Osha, Indara could tell Sol and Torbin: “The council wanted both twins, so now we must figure out what to say as to why they’re only getting one.” or “The council only wants one twin, so I guess you got what you want.”

Both to me hold more weight, because no matter what, they went in there and caused chaos and death when they didn’t have to. And the reason this episode wasn't able to carry that gravity imo, is because they took too long to tell us and didn’t end with a single drop of emotion.

The episode should have went back to present day and had Mae crying and furious. Or even better, use the fact that they just told us the twins are literally the same person in separate bodies, as a way to unblock Osha’s connection to the Force. Imagine us going into such a big reveal, knowing it was being told to Mae, only for the episode to end with Osha pulling off the helmet and being pissed, because Mae’s emotions allowed her to unknowingly tap into a shared consciousness with Osha. So now Osha knows the truth as well, since she was in a state of complete sensory deprivation when Mae found out.

Again, I’m not trying to dog on the show or act like I know better, but I don’t feel this episode hit it’s mark as well as it could have. Because at the very least, we should have seen present day Mae’s reaction so that episode eight could focus either fully on Osha finding out somehow, or on Mae getting away from Sol and hunting down Osha herself. It doesn’t make sense that we’re going to have to dedicate even a minute of ep8 to Mae’s reaction, when it is the last episode and should be reserved for chaos and calamity, the way ep5 was the fallout of ep4.

Anyway, if you read this post, please stay tuned for my positive thoughts in another. I’ll come back and link it, but yeah. I still am enjoying the show quite a lot, but this episode was not what I was hoping for. I wanted a bigger reveal or a reaction to the reveal, and we got neither. Which tells me the finale won’t be handling what it needs to handle, because we still have to wrap up Osha and Mae’s reactions, Sol and Mae likely confronting Osha and Qimir or Vernestra, Qimir’s plans for Osha, and Osha’s decision on what she’ll choose with Qimir. Too many moving parts, not enough time.

#the acolyte #the acolyte spoilers #typos are here to stay I don’t want to reread

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scorpireads · 2 years ago

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if we're really getting the hp series and there's no way out of it,

Here's list of the things I want ( gonna be reblogged and updated if I remember to lmaooo) :

ANYWAYS BACK TO THE LIST

1. DEAN AND SEAMUS.

2. More of Luna's story

3. STOP WITH THE GRYFFINDOR GLORIFICATION BITCH YOU HAVE 4 HOUSES, WRITE AND DIRECT ACCORDINGLY.

4. Remember love, not all evil made in Slytherin, sometimes they were made by Dumbl—

5. More of Hinny moments bc I need the build up on-screen( no, i haven't got the time to read the book i know it's awful please dont bash me )

6. More of book hermione the deranged queen ( yes, and the skeeter-in-a-jar scene too, yeah?)

7. ??? Marauders' flashbacks pls ESPECIALLY IN SEASON 3 bc I can see it when it's Remus' perspective and maybe like the transition when he walks through the halls (we're seeing in his perspective) and then we're suddenly taken to a flashback with the yell of his name and when we turn around we can see James or Sirius calling him from across the hall ughhh.

8. I want to see The dark lord with red eyes

9. I want to see Harry with green eyes and not some blueish shit.

10. Gimme more of Barty's perspective on 4th season, I need more of his screentime.

11. Give me a totally unplanned dumbass side character who can steal the screen from the mains. Like it could be the one kid that snape favors than any other dunderheads and they decided to open a potion tutor and people always talk about them as a filler conversation.

Or make a muggleborn character say something totally muggle or a book reference and the purebloods were all fucking confused cuz what the heck is that lmao and make it a filler conversation too because one of them decided to ask the professor like, " Professor Mcgonagall, what's a Jedi? Haw can you be one?"

12. I want some wlw or mlm either you fucking give me deamus, dorlene, or some other people ( maybe oliver and marcus cuz enemies to lovers why not but this is too pushing).

13. Give me those little scenes, little snippets of actions, give me Hagrid visiting his giant ass fucking spiders and his mate and kids. Give me Horace Slughorn telling someone about the goldfish(?) or something that Lily gave him (transfigured) and when it dies he knew that was when Lily died. Give me the little storyline of Severus and his childhood with Lily. Give me stories about Abeforth Dumbledore because we didn't talk enough about him and that damned fucking patronus. Give me the stories about The original Order of The Phoenix ( I may not like them but let's give them a background, maybe a flashback scene or two). Give me a scene about how some of the kid-soldiers back in '79 had doubts and it was a very vulnerable scene where they begged their s/o to just lets leave the war, that they're pregnant and they had to think about the baby but they stayed anyways.

Give me all the pain, all the fucking pain and gory details WE NEED THEM.

14. Give us trauma, with the fucking plots and storyline of how good the writing was, mind you. Not the castings and drama shits.

15. I demand, a Regulus Black episode <3

16. I desperately need one Slytherin scene where there's a kid fighting sleep when he's sitting near the glass to the black lake and was very much surprised and scared when the giant squid playfully peek his giant eye thru the glass lmao

17. I want A scene where Hermione was dealing with the aftermath of obliviating her parents, we can't just shove that aside!!

18. I want THEM TO DO LAVENDER BROWN RIGHT!!!!!!!

19. tbc

#harry potter series #scorpi.talks #more like #scorpi demands #but i need this #if they're gonna do it anyway #but why do they reboot evrthng #even twilight #why #what was the reason dear hbo max #anyways i neex them all #but #please help with the poll #I NEED HELP WITH THE POLL

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ilikedyourablogithere · 8 months ago

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Thinking about the 10th Kenpachi

Kiganjo

Cause in a filler arc their was this character Ichinose he has a bunch of light powers

who was butthurt over the fact Zaraki the 11th Kenpachi killed Kiganjo the 10th Kenpachi

the rule has always been there can only be one Kenpachi aka the stongest shinigami. If Kiganjo didn't want this obvious fate to happen he shouldn't have gotten into this type of life

but the thing about this filler arc is it just fits

In the filler arc he is described as someone who is just a man who believes in justice. Which easily explains why someone like Kaname Tosen was so against Zaraki.

Tosen is a character who wants justice and seeks it out so seeing Kiganjo the strongest shinigami is a man who values justice probably put some ease in his mind. And of course when Zaraki who is literally just murder hobo comes along and effortless kills the Kiganjo and now become the strongest shinigami obviously this does not put his mind at ease.

So when you go back and think about how Tosen decided to pick a fight with Zaraki with that knowledge in mind it make sense why he did this seemingly out of character thing.

but the thing that I find odd is when there is a chance to finally show him off... Tite Kubo decided to ignore all that and goes as far as to have describe him a lazy man who does as he pleases and rarely ever bothers to draw him in the story

like you can tell he REALLY doesn't care about this character

like he's let mobile games and light novels make their own Kenpachis rather than use Kiganju

Which personally I think is a bit of a shame

like Tite Kubo adds in things from fillers and light novels into the main canon all the time so it does bother me how it feels like he actively doesn't want to be bothered by Kiganjo

like why didn't he add in what the filler said about him? it's far more interesting than him simply writing Kiganjo is too lazy so he never shows up in flashbacks.

like ya he got one shot by Zaraki but like... he still was the Kenpachi of his era meaning he was in fact The Strongest Shinigami of his time aka

The strongest of this roster

I dunno man... I just find it odd how he has no fans.

cause like it's very easy to see his hook where he the stongest shinigami of his era who does not care the Gotei 13 protocols and isn't viewed in the most positive light by his peers because of it but at the same time is a man with a strong sense of justice who gets the job done

well... at the very least I said something nice about the guy

Kenpachi Kiganjo? you seemed like a cool character

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thornetabris · 1 year ago

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hi! okay so i just finished ahsoka, LOVED it (mostly bc all of it was completely female led which you don’t see often these days). i loved ahsoka, sabine, shin, baylan and thrawn particularly. i’m a major wolfwren shipper lol.

okay but here’s the thing; watching ahsoka has made me want to consume more star wars media. before ahsoka, i only watched the sequels and the other movies before when i was like 12. soo i have no idea where to start.

i believe beginning with star wars the clone wars would make sense, but do i need to rewatch the prequel films in order to understand the clone wars (i basically remember nothing from the prequel movies) or can i jump right into it? and after that there’s all these disney plus shows, like the mandalorian which doesn’t seem connected to the movies as far as i can tell - and then there’s star wars rebels! idk, i guess i’m asking if you could give me any advice on where to start and follow on from there? pretty please???

sure!!! im just going to give you where I, personally, would advice on beginning. so I'd say to look around with some other blogs aswell!

disney+ has a chronological list set up if you want to watch everything as a marathon of some sorts. I'd say now is a good time for a marathon too – the next tv show is only coming out in 01/24/24, so you'll have plenty of time to catch up on everything.

there's also the infamous Machete Order, which takes off tv shows and focuses solely on the movies. I wouldn't personally go this route if you wanna really get into star wars as a whole, but if you just want to be up to date, it's a good place to start too – a bit confusing, maybe. They flip the order quite a bit to make it all flow better as a narrative; the prequels are, actually, just an elongated flashback.

Here's how it goes: a new hope, the empire strikes back, the phantom menace, attack of the clones, revenge of the sith, return of the jedi, the force awakens, the last jedi AND the rise of skywalker.

If you don't want to go Machete but per release, it's just the Original Trilogy, The Prequels, The Clone Wars cartoon and then The Sequels. It's very confusing though. I only do it like this if I'm watching it with someone I know has no knowledge whatsoever of the franchise, Vader's identity… all the nice little retcons disguised as plot twists.

Now, if the person does know about it all, which I think you do by the question, I'd say just go chronological order as it's put into the disney+ list. if you just wanna watch the movies first, it's prequels, original and then sequels. I'm gonna write the list with the tv shows sprinkled into it:

Phantom Menace, Attack of The Clones, The Clone Wars, Revenge of The Sith, The Bad Batch, Solo, Obi Wan Kenobi, Rebels, Andor, Rogue One, A New Hope, Empire Strikes Back, Return of the Jedi, The Mandalorian s1-2, The Book of Boba Fett, The Mandalorian s3, Ahsoka, Resistance, The Force Awakens, The Last Jedi aaaaaand The Rise of Skywalker.

Oof! big chunk. Adventures of Young Jedis is a fun little cartoon that before everything, but it's very much targeted towards children beneath, say, 11 years old. But still fun to watch if you want to. Visions are independent and non-chronological episodes, so you don't need to include it if you don't want to. I recommend it tho. They're very well done. Tales of the Jedi are also non-chronological, but they follow and study characters such as Ahsoka, Dookan, Qui-Gonn. I highly recommend watching it after the prequels, but again, they are not necessary per se to understand the scope as a whole. Resistance is… Resistance. I didn't enjoy it as much i wished i could (i love the rebels, i love everything about them as a storyline), but they do provide some much needed information that bridges the original trilogy and the sequels.

Now. The Clone Wars. TCW has their fair amount of filler episodes, and it is a seven seasons big chunk. It also was not released with episodes as chronological, so you'd have episodes that released first but were placed before in the timeline. so no judgement if you decide to go Machete on it. Here's a list to the episodes that contains all the most important arcs in it:

https://www.kotaku.com.au/2023/07/the-essential-clone-wars-episodes-every-star-wars-fan-should-watch/

I think. I think that's it!! Hope this helps you anon. I'm always here if you want to!!

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starjaeyun · 2 years ago

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vlive confession — zero, filler chapter : "and that kids, is how i met your mother"

[ this chapter does not include any important details or events in the smau and isn't really required to read so feel free to skip! ]

silence embraced the kitchen as they ate breakfast silently. no one daring to open their mouth to speak, just awkward glances passed around the room as they munched on whatever they're eating

"so..how did your embarrassing moment happen?, sunghoon hyung" sunoo asked while trying to stop himself from laughing

a few muffled laughs were heard here and there while sunghoon huffed. a small pout forming in his lips when sunoo brought up his embarrassing moment

noticing how sunghoon had no plans on saying what happened, jay and jake exchanged glances before the older cleared his throat.

"well we were-" sunghoon immediately covered jay's mouth, eyes wide when he realized that jay was actually going to tell them how it happened. "hold on- you're actually going to tell them?!" he whined

the youngest of the hyung line shook his head making the other members groan "you're such a killjoy sunghoon hyung!" a huff left riki's mouth, words kinda muffled due to the food in his mouth

"don't speak with food in your mouth, riki-san" jaeyun reminded. he turned towards his fellow 02z friends who were still bickering, a sigh leaving his lips before turning back to the members

"we were walking back to our practice room and y/n just so happen to pass by. she was on her way to the vending machine when sunghoon stopped and literally yelled "are you the cute girl from highschool?" while pointing towards y/n who was walking in peace" jake explained before sunghoon could cover his mouth

laughter filled the once silent kitchen while sunghoon crossed his arms, a pout in his lips still evident "you're no longer my soulmate!" he says, his head turning to the side with a huff "parksim café is now closed!" sunghoon adds dramatically

the members continued laughing with tears building in their eyes "c- can we have a more detailed version? i mean- why would you suddenly ask that out of the blue?" heeseung says between laughters

sighing, sunghoon looks up at his members "fine! this is the only time i'll say this so listen to every detail"

flashback ─ june 02 2022 @ hybe building

"man i feel like i'm third wheeling right now" jay complains as he walked behind jake and sunghoon, watching as the two playfully pushed each other while arguing about what they should name their future café

the two ignored the oldest and carried on with their antics, this went on for a few minutes before sunghoon suddenly stopped to look at a certain direction

both jay and jake stopped to give sunghoon a confused look before following sunghoon's gaze. they raised their brows when they saw choi y/n, ethereal's leader, walking towards the vending machine

jay was about to ask something but sunghoon beat him into talking first─ well, more like yelling

"ARE YOU THE CUTE GIRL FROM HIGHSCHOOL?" he yelled while pointing towards y/n who now stopped walking to turn to look at the three boys' direction

obviously, she was confused and surprised at the same time. but before she could answer sunghoon was snapped back into reality and ran away as quick as he could

the 2js was stuck between wanting to laugh, confusion and secondhand embarrassment but they ran after sunghoon when they felt y/n staring at them with confusion still clear in her eyes

end of flashback

"and that kids, is how i met your mother" sunghoon had heart eyes, sighing dreamily in the process making jay and jake shake their head

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summary : you used to have a crush on park sunghoon back in highschool and that didn't change even though you both were now idols who did not want dating scandals, so imagine the shock when during a vlive, park sunghoon confessed that he had a crush on you back in highschool

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nagirambles · 2 years ago

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I’m surprised Lucy hasn’t got self conscious issues with how much people compare her to people (her father saw nothing but his dead wife , her spirits always making comment between her and Layla, her guild makes see Lisanna in her ) that and that one ep when everyone was slagging her off ?( was that an canon ep or filter ? Its the one where Lucy turns invisible?)

Oh, she does! First of all I must tell you, with great relief, that the invisibility episode is filler. Even if it is canon, dear lord please don’t tell me it’s canon, it does not exist to me.

It’s a little less emphasized in the anime, but it’s made clear on various occasions that Lucy considers herself weaker than the others, and she really takes it very hard on herself. (Nirvana’s climax, for example. She crumbles and starts crying because she couldn’t get any strength at all to break the lacrima, then she resolves herself while talking to Happy. In the anime she’s determined while on the way there.) In Galuna arc, she’s clearly frustrated when she can’t get Taurus to disappear, because Sherry keeps implying that Fairy Tail is no big deal because she’s weak. (In the manga, she does not go the emotional flashback route, she forces him to go back by determination and power alone.) I think it’s most emphasized in GMG, where the author literally bullies her by making her lose literally every match in horrible ways, and she’s seen crying in this arc most of all because she considers herself pathetic. It’s really a heartbreaking arc for her.

It’s just not very strongly emphasized because her weakness arc is usually mixed with everyone’s “i gotta get stronger” arcs (and Lucy is usually not the main character of arcs, thus, it’s obvious who has the stronger presence each time).

Her development is much more gradual over the course of the story, but all the other characters get huge arcs of big, epic fights to timestamp developments to their battling strength, especially Erza who gets a new meaningful armour each time.

Lucy doesn’t really get any of that kind of emphasis. Not because Lucy doesn’t improve, but because it’s not really the main focus of the arc? Her big moment with Loke being able to cross the gate by himself (which was supposed to be a huge step forward) is a sidefight, the emphasis of that arc is Natsu and Gajeel’s fight against Laxus, and of course, Erza taking down 200 lacrima by herself. Her being able to summon two spirits at once is immediately stamped away by Urano Meteoria misfiring in GMG, and of course, the spotlight then goes to Laxus who takes revenge for her and Erza with Pandemonium, both incredible moments for Laxus and Erza to show their overpowering strength. Even Cana gets a huge moment to state her advancement of power with Fairy Glitter.

Lucy doesn’t really have a huge moment of power like that-- so it feels like she just eventually grew out of that trait because at this point, she’s strong enough already to not warrant any kind of ‘overcoming moment’, she’s already way past the point of being considered ‘weak on her own’. So, her old trait of being insecure about her strength is just kind of forgotten, I guess.

Note that none of this is said negatively toward Lucy. This is just an observation, and her character arcs are still good-- it’s just not very loud and power-based like the other characters. I’d say this makes her unique in a way.

#it's an ask #just a ramble #i'm reaching #fairy tail

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demonslayedher · 2 years ago

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Anime-only Content: Demons

I'm of two minds about Ufotable's filler content. Sometimes I think it serves the pacing of the story well, like showing more interactions between main characters or establishing aspects of their personality more solidly than the manga had time to. I also really like it when they scrape outside material like Taisho Secrets and fanbooks for extra content, like they did for the extended Fuji TV showings of the first season (baby Giyuu and fix-it Aoi, I'm looking at you two. Tanjiro taking a very long gulp of tea, maybe not so much). And, all that said, I really hope they'll scrape a bit on Gyokko and Hantengu, maybe even show us more of their loathsome human existences early on not so much to make them sympathetic, but at least to flesh them out at characters. Hate to say it, but the Swordsmith Arc might be comparatively lacking in impact without adding more to these villains. We don’t need to love them like we did the Shabana siblings, it would be ok to loathe them or experience the terror of Muzan through them. (Or can they have theme music as good as Enmu's, please??)

Speaking of demon impact, that brings me to these two:

I really like the addition of the Older-Older Sister spider. While the older sister's flashback did feel a smidge long (and maybe this was created to fill air time), I thought it served a lot of purpose in the story:

1. Fleshed out Rui's "family," really drove home the point that he was imposing his own will and terror on them and that they lacked the warmth of a true family

2. Sets up the encounter with Shinobu nicely, for we already see that Older Sister is willing to lie and sell others out and be ruthless, anything to save her own skin

3. There was an emotional connection on-screen, two characters bonding in a bad situation, and it had impact when that fell apart

Speedy, though...

Even if we only look at his character design, he was distractingly similar to a much more impactful demon whom we know is coming later. Older-Older-Sister demon, at least, had a plot-based reason for looking like a knock-off of her "siblings" but was still distinct from them. Speedy, he... uh... if I think back without a screenshot I recall the blacks of his eyes? And he was bald, right? And he liked to tap his foot like he has fantasies of bring a racehorse, right?

There's just nothing memorable about this guy aside from his annoying personality traits, because he added no emotional element to the plot. He was a zero-stakes demon who didn't even bother finishing off his victims; we're assured his victim from the previous night will be treated so thoroughly that this encounter will leave no scratch on her flesh or spirit. Just like Speedy's impact on the plot.

This episode existed purely for the sake of making Rengoku-san look cool, right? And he did! That cape-flip? Totally unnecessary, but so snazzy. Delivering every line with bravado? That's our man and we love to hear it. The moment with the sword sliding into the sheath? Please, Rengoku-san, there are children watching this, tone it down!

But, sadly, Rengoku-san was robbed of the chance to show how calm he is under pressure, because we felt no threat from that demon. Speedy's taunts did absolutely nothing to challenge Rengoku-san's views, and a fight with tension will challenge characters at this level too. Maybe if Speedy had killed that boy outright we'd find the confrontation more believable, but we couldn't have Rengoku-san's meal spoiled by a recent failure; it wouldn't had fit the "umai" set-up.

That is, unless we got a moment with Rengoku-san alone making peace with his failure and choosing to keep moving forward, as the world will not slow down for him to mourn. If this sounds similar to what he later tells Tanjiro, that's on purpose.

Rengoku-san doesn't need help looking cool; if the purpose of this episode was to show Rengoku-san being friendly and interacting with common people, this could had accomplished that without Speedy. It was light on plot importance, but I liked the effort in wider world building around the Mugen train, and I liked the snippets of Pillar and Corp member interactions. Any silent brainless demon would had done just as well to give Rengoku-san an excuse to draw his sword (and more importantly for this episode, to put it back, amirite?), for Rengoku-san never needs help looking cool. We could still get more world building through Rengoku's investigation; we could had found clues that don't alter the plot but make us say "ooooh, that's Enmuuuu" and feel the darkness of demons' influence, like more discussion of the recent deaths and disappearances. Maybe even interactions with Enmu's underlings, which would add more nuance to their characters, like Older-Older Sister Spider did for Older Sister Spider.

But on the flip side, what if Speedy had been written well?

What would inspire him to be the way he is?

Was he tortured and powerless in life, like someone repeatedly beating his legs to the point that he couldn't walk well, and even if he always though the next encounter would be his last, they toyed with him by never killing him? That's maybe too dark for a filler episode. What if he idolized (but was also terrified of) the Upper Moons, and he always fell short of impressing Akaza? He stopped short of killing that woman because it was his twisted understanding of what Akaza would do? Maybe he hears an ominous voice in his chopped head at the end telling him he was a pathetic demon, but thanks to him (presumably) Akaza has found someone more interesting?

As filler characters, Older-Older Spider Sister and Speedy were both doomed from the start, but it doesn't actually take much to make you feel for a character. Hopefully if we wind up with more filler in future seasons, Ufotable will give themselves enough wiggle-room in the plot to give emotional impact to existing characters instead of just making talking canon fodder.

#thoughts I've had floating around a while #KnY fandom theories and meta #kimetsu no yaiba #demon slayer

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sparkvn · 3 years ago

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An Apparent Promise⏐Kim Sunwoo

Sunwoo x Fem!Reader

↳ Genre/Warnings: fluff, suggestive, angst, gets sadish at the end, suggestive, cliche love

↳ Synopsis: In which your daughter asks you about your first love.

Long italics are flashbacks and the short italics are just emphasis lol.

y/c/n = your classmate's name

The ~~~ indicates a gap in dialogue and that there would be a filler later on.

Ending: Promise Fulfilled

masterlist!

"ok kiddo come on, let's get you into bed" you tell your 7 year old daughter as it's nearing her bed time. "but mommy I'm not tiiiiirreedddd", she responds with a whine.

"aw baby...." you jut out your lips into a pout- " no buts, i don't care if you're not tired, get into bed" you click your tongue and shoo her into the direction of her room.

"hmph fine, but can you tell me a story?"

"sure thing baby" and before she's found a comfortable position- "can you tell me the story about your first love?"

Everything stops. The world stops spinninng. At a loss of words and your breath catches. Your first love. ...you feel your heart skip a beat thinking about who your first love was and a smile falls on your lips.

None other than the boy you met in high school-the boy that stole your heart before you could say hi -the boy who directly shot an arrow to your heart...

Kim Sunwoo.

"mommy?" you're shaken out of your thoughts

"hm? yes?"

She only stares at you and tilts her head initiating you to continue.

"right uhh my first love" you say tucking her into her comforter and after that you find a spot to kneel by her bedside.."do you want the long story? or short story?"

"mmmmm" she places her finger to her chin -you smile at the adorable gesture "long story please-no wait short-no long, you know what, just tell me"

You laugh at her antics, "alright then, so.....we met in high school….”

the sound of the classroom’s door whips open as the teacher walks in, “attention class” she waits for every student to turn their heads to the front, “we have a new student in today”

one of your classmates speak up, “a new student? watch it be some dork again” she snickers as she jabs one of her friends elbows jokingly

“be careful y/c/n he could actually one up your rank if you don’t watch your mouth”

A breeze enters through the window and you look out the window. A couple of kids are playing around at the playground near your high school and you spot a little boy chasing around a young girl-they’re playing tag. And when the boy reaches the girl you find it adorable how she stomps her feet onto the ground and fold her arms looking annoyed. The scene distracted you enough you didn’t notice the new student sitting in the empty seat next to you. You didn't even hear him walk in or introduce himself.

The shuffling of the chair wakes you from your thoughts and you turn to see what it was-oh, the meaning of time no longer existed.

He was beautiful. Outright gorgeous-aand you’re definitely staring at him too long. You whip your head to the front just before he notices.

You continue to pay attention to the lecture that the teacher was giving the best at you can, but you couldn’t help shift your eyes a bit to look at him.

His hair was black and straight, it made his head look a little boba and you couldn’t help but bite back a smile. His jaw was defined and sharp, probably the most attractive jaw you’ve ever seen. He turns to look at you-fuck. Your eyes widen and you quickly turn to your other side screwing your eyes shut in embarrassment. He releases a chuckle-your brows knit and you slowly turn back to look at him. He’s just sitting there looking at his notes with a sly smirk on his lips.

And right then and there you knew this boy was going to give you trouble.

Lectures throughout your class were beginning to get more difficult and it had everything to do with the damn boy - he just had to be seated next to you. You give a quick curse to the universe.

“Can I borrow a pencil? I forgot mine at home” His voice was soft, yet firm, it made you nervous.

“uh-uh yea sure” you lean down to your bag and as you rummage through it, Sunwoo’s looking at you with a fond smile plastered on his face and when you come back up to turn to his side, he straightens up.

“here” that smile you give him tugs on his heartstrings and your fingers unintentionally touch his as you give him the pencil, his heart feels a spark.

It just happened. You didn't mean for your fingers to touch, it just happened, but you can't lie that you didn't like it - only kind of.

And for the rest of the class you guys can't utter another word to each other out of shyness, feeling a bit love struck.

The bell rings signaling that the day is over, you’re putting away all your thing. You’re a slow packer unfortunately, but you don’t mind if it means you don’t have to struggle weaving your way out of class. Only a few steps down the hall, you turn the corner to see Sunwoo and a girl talking and laughing. She’s giggling and playing with her hair in front of him and jealousy pangs in your chest. Why does she even do that? Twirl her hair and all, it makes you want to hurl.

“Oh sorry” you claim and turn around to leave avoiding seeing them together.

“Wait!!” he yells out for you only for you to keep your pace maybe walking faster now, but he’s of course quick enough to catch up to your walking speed. “where you going?”

Your brows knit in confusion “uh home?”

“the exits the other way”

know it all

You suck your lips between your teeth, “I knew that”

“yea sure you did” he chuckles

you turn to look at him and glare, but he’s only smirking back at you, "I'm Sunwoo by the way,"

"y/n"

after about minute in silence,

“she’s just a friend by the way”

“what?”

“the girl you saw me with”

why would you care-“why would I care?”, but you do, he just doesn't need to know.

“oh then, I just don’t want any rumors to start that’s all” he shrugs

“i’m not one to talk anyways”

“yea…i know that” referring to your very little interactions in class

walking in silence with Sunwoo by your side wasn’t awkward per se, but you won’t let your feelings deal with this-you only found the boy attractive, nothing more

“well see you tomorrow” you speed walk out of the door of the school

he snickers at your rushing “bye” and waves, but not like you can see anyway when all you want is to get away from him as fast as possible

The next day wasn’t any much different, seated next to the window as always, a breeze that never fails to flow through the window subtly tousling your hair , though��Sunwoo was being more annoying than usual.

“do you have another pencil?” you turn to look at him and he has this pouty doe eyed expression on his face

annoying

“I literally gave you one yesterday” you state and tell him to stop making that face

he scratches the back of his neck, “ooo yea I kind of lost that one”

you blink at him and roll your eyes eventually leaning down to grab yet another pencil to give to Sunwoo... that he will probably lose again, you lean back up and turn to him to give him the pencil

“thank you” and just like yesterday your fingers touch except... he holds on just a little longer and stares at you softly

your heartbeat races and you're quick to let go of the pencil

you manage to stammer out a no problem though before looking to the other side out the window

Sunwoo's can't help but find your shyness adorable.

and before the both of you know it, the bell rings, it's a routine - you pack up slower than everyone else, just like yesterday and the days prior

but unlike yesterday, he’s waiting for you

why?

“come on let’s go” he cocks his head to the direction outside the classroom and you’re confused not only why he waited, but where he’s taking you

“go where?” feeling a bit worried about his intentions and step back in your tracks

“I’m walking you home-“

“what? why?” making sure he could hear the worry and defensiveness in your voice. What if he drags you somewhere and does what not to you and kills you and it’s not that you’re not strong enough to defend yourself physically, but he could-

“oh hush, i’m not going to kidnap you, hurts that you even think that about me” did he read your mind? He rolls his eyes at you in disdain and you glare at him, I mean in your defense he is still fairly a new student and you barely know him that well, only knowing that his looks does..something to you- tsk

“look, I know you walk home alone and I think it’ll be safer for you if there’s someone else there to accompany you”

before he can talk any further you turn to pull a fist up and he backs up putting his arm up to defend his pretty face, “how’d you know I walk home alone?!??!”

When he knew he wasn't in much harm he brings his arm down slowly, “i didn’t” and smirks, “you just told me”

you squeeze your eyes in shame

“UGH” stomping away not even bothering with Sunwoo anymore

“hey wait up” he starts jogging up to your side, but you turn around quickly and glare at him. He halts and throws his hands up in defense and you huff turning back slowly to start walking home.

But Sunwoo wasn’t going to let you walk home alone, he trailed behind you at a safe distance just to make sure you were safe and every now and then you would turn back around only to see him playing dumb by looking at the sky, or looking at the street vendors or just plainly staring at a blank wall.

And even though you appeared to be annoyed, you weren’t. You liked that he wanted to make sure you were safe, you liked that he would act like he wasn’t there just to mess with you every time you turned around, you liked that he cared for you, but you didn’t like what affect it had to your heart.

“Ok fine at least catch up to me so you don’t look like some creep” not bothering turning around, it's not like he won't be able to hear you and in a couple of seconds there he was by your side with a cheeky smile.

“thank you, I was starting to feel bad for the street vendors, afraid they were thinking that I was going to buy something” you giggle and Sunwoo feels his pride growing from eliciting that giggle.

The rest of the walk is silent, but it’s a comfortable silence, the type of silence where you don’t need to talk to get things running smoothly.

“if you want, I can leave at the corner of your street in case you don’t want me knowing where you live” he asks and though you find it sweet of him to do that, you don’t mind if he takes you all the way home

“No!” -he’s taken aback by your abruptness, “uh-it’s okay you can take me all the way home..if-if you want”

he fails to hide back a smile knowing that you trust him enough to take you all the way home and before you know it the both of you are at the steps of your door

“well this is it” you inform him and he turns his body to face you and eyes around at your house, is he going to judge it or something? I mean it's not like you're poor, your family is actually pretty wealthy. It's a nice home.

he turns back to look at you, “it’s cute”

A flush paints your face, surely he meant the house right?

He snorts at how flustered you got, “thanks for trusting me enough to walk you home all the way”

you don’t want this to end.

You make your way up your steps to your door taking your keys out to insert it into the lock.

“and thank you for walking me home” you take one last look at him before closing the door. He looks good just standing there with his hands in his pockets waiting for you to close to door.

How gentlemanly of him.

Sunwoo walks away with a megawatt smile on his face, “she’s so cute” he says to himself. He begins to walk the sidewalk as a car passes by and he notices the man looking at him conspicuously while driving down the street.

Back in your room, you couldn’t help but let yourself fall back on your bed, take a breather, then thrash your feet around like a fool with a giddy smile on your face. You stop yourself short....take a breather.

"don't get to ahead of yourself y/n, he only walked you home"

The front door clicks, indicating that your father has come home. You begin to tidy yourself up and head out to greet him, "hey dad, how was work?"

"mmm fine" he has a sour expression on his face and you can't begin to read it. You make your way to the kitchen to fix yourself a snack. The silence is too overwhelming for you. The relationship between you and your dad has never been bad, but ever since your mom died, it has never been the same either. From him working more hours, never being able to come home only till it's night, and you're already out the house before he goes to work. Oddly enough, today, he came home early for some reason.

"so who was that boy?"

You freeze. If the silence was overwhelming, this was worst, you'd rather have the silence.

"uh what boy?" Please don't say it. Please don't say it.

"the boy with the straight black hair, with a stupid smile on his face, and nearly the same uniform as yours walking down the street away from our house?"

fuck

"oh.....him? uh he's just a student I've been helping with study and he offered me to take me home as payment" not a complete lie, just a stretch, yea

"y/n..."

"he's an acquaintance ok?”

~~~

"alright"

The next day, you weren't sure how to feel with your dad and what you meant to Sunwoo and he meant to you. What was he trying to do?

He turned to look at you with a smug smile, "you know what I want"

You narrow your eyes at him only to roll your eyes before bending down anyways to reach for yet another pencil to give to him. You turn to give it to him, you jerk back, he's dangerously close to you.

His smile....oh that smile "thank you princess"

Princess. Your cheeks warm up and before your lips curl, you quickly snap yourself out of it. It stuck in your mind all through out class....'princess'. A smile would paint your face every now and then.

He turns to stare at you, you can feel it, but you don't want to give him satisfaction by turning to look at him.

"Sunwoo you better turn your head to the front and write your notes or you're going to fall behind"

"Go on a date with me"

Your heart stops, your pencil halts on the paper you were writing on. Did you hear him right? No you couldn't have.

"what?" I mean surely you heard him wrong right? Sunwoo doesn't look like the type to date. He looks like the type to have fun-not be tied down.

"I said" he turns his body facing yours fully and leans in "go..on a date.....with me" he whispers and ends it with a smile.

You heard him correctly, no way you couldn't have when he over enunciated it like that. You wanted to roll your eyes at him, but that would seem to rude.

"I-uh why?"

"Ouch ok, a no would have been fine" he turns his body back and starts writing in his notes

I guess you were going to be rude either way, "I mean, I'm just asking why"

He whips his head back at you and takes a good look at you, "because I find you interesting"

You squint your eyes at him, "interesting how?"

He puts his finger to his chin and makes a puzzled face as if it's a hard one to think about, "hmmm let's see.... you're cute, you seem to have trusted me enough to walk you home and you don't get mad when I ask you for pencils and.....you're cute"

"who said I don't get mad"

"Oh, do you now?"

he's got you now....know it all

You dart your tongue against your cheek in frustration, he does the same, but in victory.

He thinks he's all that huh? So annoying.

"ok well, it would be nice of you to give a pencil back every now and then"

Sunwoo leans down to grab something, "here" he gives you back your pencils that you gave him and you hesitantly reach out for them, but then, “oo wait no not that one, I like that one” he snatches back a pencil that was decorated with berry stickers.

“thanks” and you begin to go back to your studies, hopefully he forgets that he asked you-

“you never gave me an answer”

dang it

“to what?”

The class rings- talk about saved by the bell.

“you’re not getting away yet, i’m still walking you home”

You huff and start your way out the classroom through the exit and on your way home.

Again, just like before every time you turned around, he would pretend like he wasn’t there and again you had to tell him to catch up with you already so he doesn’t look suspicious following a girl home.

“I need you to leave earlier this time”

“why?”

“because my dad saw you yesterday and he practically interrogated me?”

“Ohhh so that’s who I saw staring me down last time”

“what? Sunwoo what were you doing that caught his attention, screaming? shouting? playing the trombone?”

“nothing” a lie, he had a fat smile on his face idly skipping down your street

“but like even if I was discreet, we literally have the same uniform colors, I think that’s some sort of hint that we were together”

“mmmm no not together, just you next to me and me next to you”

Sunwoo lets out a breathy chuckle, “alright princess”

“and would you stop calling me those names?”

“what names….....princess?”

You want to wipe that smirk off.

“so what did he question you about?”

“he only asked who you were” mhm

“…..and?”

You consider telling him what you said? “I said you were a friend” acquaintance is close to friend right?

“ah I see” he nods …………”that could change you know”

You turn to him and see his smirk, annoying once again

The corner of your street is here, and it’s time for the both of you to part ways.

“alright bye, thanks for taking me home” you turn to walk home

“nuh uh wait-“ he grabs your wrist and you pause to turn around only to feel him rub his thumb in a soothing manner on your wrists

No.

“just one date?” he moves down to hold your hand

You look down.

Sunwoo please stop.

“I can’t”

“Ok fine, then not a date, a get together, a study environment situation thingy whatever, just you helping me out with my studies….preferably on the weekend..... at a nice cafe” you look up from both of your hands to meet with his eyes

big mistake.

“fine, strictly studying” he thought you were glaring in protest.

“yes!” he punches his elbow down in victory, but his other hand is still slotted in yours

“Sunwoo”

“hm?”

“let go of my hand”

“what if I don’t want to” there’s that smug smile on his face again

who allowed a smug to look that good on him.

“Hurry up before my dad drives up and catches you with me”

“alright” he let’s go and you turn around to start walking back home

“see you on Saturday at 6….princess”

You roll your eyes, but not like he can see you anyways.

Saturday reaches fast and now you’re panicking. What do you wear? He’s never seen you outside your school uniform. Do I wear makeup? Do I curl my hair? Leave it straight?

“why the hell are you panicking, it’s not even a date, strictly studying remember?” The self reminder doesn’t even help.

“oh fuck it” you put together a decent outfit and decide to let your hair down and apply a bit of makeup

Next thing you hear is a honk. A honk? You look outside to see Sunwoo..in a car? In the driver’s seat?? Oh he’s lucky that your dad isn’t home.

You make your way down the stairs and out the door, then open the door to sit in the passenger. You turn to look at him-

He looked-words couldn’t even explain how handsome he looked. With his black hair slightly ruffled, baggy pants and a hoodie. An outfit so simple, yet did something to you.

And words couldn’t explain how beautiful you looked to him, your hair was down, your skin was glowing. A loosely fitted button up shirt and black pants. An outfit so simple, yet did something to him.

He’s staring at you for too long, “you look beautiful”

You bite back a smile, “thanks, you look handsome yourself” you nod towards him.

He smiles, “Thanks, shall we get going?”

“yea, you have all your books and notes?”

“mmmm sure”

You glare at him, you should have known he wasn’t going to bring his study materials.

“I’ve lived far away from studying as far as I could, I ain’t going to get any closer”

You smack his shoulder. "ow" he rubs his shoulder

“look, if you don’t start studying you’re going to fall behind”

“ok ok... I won’t though…..”

why?

“I have you here to help me”

You scoff, he isn’t wrong though, you’ll be here to help him, hopefully.

You reach the cafe and find a spot near a corner window. It’s always better to have natural lighting to study in, it’s the distraction that’s the problem. Him.

“Kim Sunwoo, would you stop eating the pastry and study already? Tsk our teacher was wrong, you could never one up our classmate's rank”

“first of all, rude and second of all, it’s choux pastry, the best one out there” he speaks with a mouth full of it and the pastry cream gets all over his lips

“you have a bit of-“ you gesture to around your lips indicating he has something on them

“oh-“ he leans forward “can you get it for me pleaseeeee?” He pouts his lips out, what did he want? a kiss? right as if you’re going to kiss him.

You chuck a bunch of tissues at his face.

He scoffs at you, “rude” ending with a grimace.

You giggle, “ok now get back to your studies”

The rest of the time at the cafe, he kept his word, it was strictly studying. Your face buried in between your books and your hand jotting down notes. He admired your learning capacity and your attentiveness to your studies, even if he wished it was him that you were paying attention to, but it’s fine, he thought, as long as it wasn’t another person you were paying attention to. Sunwoo did his best to study too, even though he hated it, he did it for you. And every time he would look up to eye at you, you would scold him telling him to focus. He did his best at least, going past like 5 pages into the book from where he started. That's improvement to him.

Before you knew it, time flew by, it was dark, and it was time for you both to end your "date" and get going home. On the way home, he decided to make a pit stop.

“what why are we here? Are you going to kidnap me? I knew you were trouble”

“oh would you relax, we’ve been studying all day, let’s just enjoy the view of the river and talk” he puts his arm behind his head and leans back into the driver seat and rests his eyes closed.

"You mean I've been studying all day,"

He lifts into a shrug.

“fine” you inevitably give in, and decide to look out into the river.

The moonlight reflects onto the ripples of the river and you find it an art form in itself. You like to think that the ripples in the water have some sort of control on time. Whether it makes time slow down or go faster, no one would know. They wouldn't bother to figure it out anyways. You just wanted to believe that it did.

Reminiscing bout the time when you were younger, both your parents would take you to go rock skipping and seeing how the pebbles would create ripples every time the rock would hit the water, got you excited and cheery. You wanted to do it too, but you were never able to, it frustrated you, and when your mom died, the trips to the river stopped and that meant rock skipping stopped all together.

“penny for your thoughts?” Sunwoo peeks one eye open to see you gazing out to the river.

“mmm nothing just reminiscing bout the past”

“care to share?” He scoots out of his previous post and shifts to find a comfortable position that is facing you. “geez y/n after all this time??”

You let out a half scoff half chuckle and after a while, “it’s just that…my parents use to take me rock skipping all the time and I've never been able to do it, and when my mom died......we stopped going”

You turn to look at Sunwoo and it looks like he regrets asking.

“Sunwoo, it’s fine” you reach out to hold his hand, but immediately withdraw it.

All of a sudden he steps out of the car-

“wait where you going?” Did you do something wrong? Upset him?

“we-" he jogs over to your side, "are going down there to teach you rock skipping” and opens your door

“Sunwoo, it’s fine-“

“nope no excuses let’s go” he takes your hand and drags you out locking his car. The whole way down the path to the river, you find that he’s still holding your hands tightly.

This spot's perfect. Clear path and enough pebbles to skip.

“you may be good with studying, but this-is what i’m good at”

“rock skipping?” you tilt your head in mockery

“hey”-he points his finger at you “let me have this one”

“ok master rock skipper” you fold your arms back ready to learn from Master Kim Sunwoo

Sunwoo proceeds to pick up a decent sized pebble and begins to demonstrate. “So you just have to set the rock on top of your middle finger and hold it firmly in place, then used your index finger, wrap it around the edge of the rock and when you’re ready to throw, you spin it with your index finger…then” he darts his tongue out and bites on it while squinting as a way to concentrate, then just like that, successfully skips the pebble, “you skip it just like that” He turns around to look at you and finds you standing there.

“You make it look easy”

“Just try it”

“fine” you do the same thing he does, rock in your fingers then when you throw it, you spin it and…you ultimately fail

“Seee I told you I can’t do it” you whine and huff

“you didn’t even try, here let me help you” he finds another pebble and tosses it to you, next thing you know he’s standing behind you, your heart races

body aligned with yours, blood rushes to your cheeks

and arms guiding yours as his fingers places the pebble perfectly in yours, breath catches in your throat.

He swings your arm…and you did it.

“AH! Oh my gosh, I did it!” you turn around and jump in his arms wrapping your arms around his neck, a second later you realize what what you did “oh sorry” you let go, but he holds onto you and now he's so close to you, his breath hitting your philtrum. The reflection of the water hits his features so well. They create a shadow of his features over one side of his face. You never realized how ethereal his eyes looked. It looked like they held the whole universe. He leans forward and slots his lips in between yours and you're taken aback for a bit, but you find yourself slowly melt into his hold and flutter your eyes shut. He goes to grab hold of your waist, his other hand fitted into the back of your head, guiding you deeper into the kiss.

He breaks the kiss and looks into your eyes. His eyes flicker back and forth to find your eyes are half-lidded. You open your eyes fully to him, his dark orbs are full of glimmer. Sunwoo reaches down once more to give you a peck.

“come on, let’s go home” he takes your hand and drags you up the steps to the spot where his car was.

You don’t want to go home just yet, you want to spend more time with him. “Can we stay here a little while longer?” You suggest before he gets the chance to start his car.

He turns at your suggestion and leans back smiling, “yea”

You take his hand slotting your fingers in between his bringing it closer to you to draw circles with your other hand onto his skin. Just like when he walked you home the first time, the silence wasn’t suffocating, even more now you believe could stay like this forever, you can stay like this forever. Though you are curious bout one thing. “Why don’t you drive to school if you have a car?”

“I did at first” he turns to look at you, “until I learned that you walked home alone”

You part your lips whipping your eyes to him. No way he did that for you. “So you stopped driving, wasted precious time, what the heck you could have gone to school faster and gotten home faster”

“I didn’t waste anything, I got to spend time with you, and plus it was good exercise”

You let out a scoff, “idiot” you avert your attention to the river again.

You begin to lean into his arm that was resting on the center armrest, “thanks for teaching me how to skip rocks, it really means a lot to me”

"You didn't learn fully, technically I helped you on that last one"

"Ok fine, then take me again"

"alright"

"Promise me"

Sunwoo looks down at you, “no problem princess, I promise to take you rock skipping again” he moves a hair out of your face and you look up to meet his eyes.

Sitting in silence has never felt so nice and purely perfect. Just staring into each other's eyes, you drowning yourself in those pools of brown, scrolling and admiring each other's feature. You know whatever led you to this moment, it happened for a reason. The both of you never want this moment to end.

“Be mine, princess” you’re taken a back from this, and before you can say anything-

“at least half mine?, like exclusively mine. I know we barely just started, but I want this” he chuckles “we haven’t even gone on our first date yet-“

“this was our first date” you cut him off

He looks at you with wide eyes, a glint of excitement in them, darting left and right to see if you’re serious, “really?”

and you only return sincere eyes to him, “yes really, and ok..... I’ll be 'half'" -you air quote "yours.... I can’t be fully yours just yet” you look at him in adoration. "take me out some more and we'll see"

Sunwoo chuckles, "ok"

You begin to daze out…

“Then what happens” your daughter jolts you out of your memories.

“Oh uh-we- uh” would you stop stuttering?

You look down to your daughter, she has eager eyes.

“We shook hands and said goodnight”

“Really?!?! That’s it?”

No not really…

Staring in silence is what you and Sunwoo do best apparently. This time it was you that leaned forward to kiss him. To kiss his pillowy soft lips, it started off slow and sensual at first. Then eager and hungry. He guides his hand behind your head letting his fingers dig into your strands and you climb over to his seat to straddle him. Your fingers too are entangled in his dark locks and his hands move down gripping your waist. You feel the urge to lean more into the kiss and begin to move slightly on top of him. Maybe too much because he moans into your mouth and you take this vulnerable window to slip your tongue in between his lips. You both fight for domination, but he wins. He pulls away and breaks the kiss. He stares up into your eyes and gently moves his fingers to push a strand of hair out your eyes.

“Are you sure bout this?”

You take a good look at him, inevitably finding nothing but sincerity in his eyes.

I'm absolutely sure Sunwoo.

“i’m sure.... like you said, I should trust you by now” you give him a smug

He chuckles and looks back into you again. Your features are everything as he scrolls over them. The way your eyes glow even under dark lighting and the way your lips look soft and slightly beat after that heated session, all of you, is everything to him. He gives you one last deep kiss, “let’s go back to my place ok?” You nod and move back to your seat. If Sunwoo was a fast driver before, he’s a faster driver now.

And that night? Best night of your life. He took care of you, listened to you and made sure you were okay. He made love to you and you made love to him for the first time, gave you all of yourself to him. It was everything you wanted, everything you needed and more.

—

“yes, that’s all that happened miss Jeon” you flick your daughter’s nose gently, you couldn't tell your daughter all that, you’d be a terrible parent if you did, she’s only 7 after all.

“aw well seems like you really loved dad”

you suck your lips in between your teeth

No…but you can’t let her think that you don’t.

“yea…I do love your dad, but that wasn’t your dad”

A sullen look falls on your daughter's face, “hey hey hey" -you begin to gently caress your daughter's face, "that boy was my first love and I loved him with my whole heart, to the moon and back, but first loves come and go, and one day it might happen to you when you grow up and if maybe just maybe you have to let go him or he has to let go of you, don’t deal with it by yourself okay? Hopefully I’m still going to be here to help get you through it and support you always. Your dad and I both love you very much ok?”

“so then what happened to the boy?”

You bite your lip trying to hold back your tears, “uhm…” you look back up then to your daughter again and give her a pained smile, “I had to let him go” your voice breaks

You sniffle, “alright enough of this story, go get on to sleep now, sweet dreams..princess” you kiss her on the forehead

Once you click the door closed you go back to your room and upend through every drawer to find a ring. It wasn’t really a ring, it was a just silly string that he made for the both of you as a promise to always love each other no matter what. You didn’t need a fancy ring from Sunwoo, all you needed was him.

—

~~~

“he’s an acquaintance ok?” you voice.

“watch your tone young lady!” you flinch. You’re not exactly sure when your dad began to act stern and strict towards you. You miss when you were his little girl, and when he was the first man that you could trust. Not anymore, not ever since your mom died. You missed your dad. You missed your mom. You missed your family.

“you know you can’t have anything with that boy”

As if the non-existent love from your dad wasn’t enough, you didn't need to be reminded that you couldn’t ever be with Sunwoo, let alone anyone else.

“you know how this works y/n, alliances have to be created between companies”

“when you turn 23, you are to be married to Jeon Kyung Min do you understand?”

You let your tears fall, why-just why did you have to be born in this life? You were only just a useful asset to your dad. To use you and capitalize off you.

“yes dad”

“alright”

—

But it was already too late, you fell in love with Sunwoo. Even if you both started to fall for each other too quickly, the both of you were sure that you two wouldn't have it any other way. Only one was right. He wouldn't have had it any other way, but you? You knew how this was going to end, and you knew you should have left before it got too far. But you couldn't, it was far too late. When he asked you to be his girlfriend, you of course couldn't say no. You hid your relationship well, graduated together and went off to college. You were surely going to fall in love with him, but you didn’t have the heart to tell him the truth. You both were far in too deep, and there was no way getting out of this without hurting the other.

Thinking back, if only you stood your ground and told him no when he asked you to walk you home.

—

You woke up with a heavy feeling in your chest. Today was the day. And you thought the day couldn't get any more agonizing when you see him walk towards you with your usual coffee in his hands that he would get for you every morning. You can’t do this, you can’t do this. Please, please if there is something that can be changed, do it now please. You silently pray to the universe.

But life doesn’t work like that.

“Hey princess”

Please don’t. Don’t make this any harder.

Please.

“lets break up”

Sunwoo freezes, “what? No, stop joking around”

But the pained expression and tears in your eyes say otherwise.

“y/n no, stop it why?” he drops the coffee and comes to hold you.

Let go of me Sunwoo please. But you can’t push him away, if this is the last time he gets to hold you, you let him. Even if it was going to give you immense pain once you let him go, you lean into his touch and cry. He holds you so close to him and you wish that time didn’t exist. You wish your theory about ripples were true, that they had the power to alter time and make it still. Like when you were both in the car during your first date. Oh you wish to go back to that moment. You can hear him cry, “why?”

And yet you still can’t get yourself to tell the truth, “I’m moving” again with you stretching the truth. Though, in writing you are going to be moving into another man’s home and be stuck with him, and you have to let go of the best thing that has ever happened to you.

Sunwoo moves his hands to grab your shoulders, “ok then we can do long distance, it won’t be a problem, please princess don’t leave me”

You shake your head as your tears fall onto the pavement.

“we can’t”

“why can’t we? y/n please don’t leave me” he begins to kiss you.

And it would be the last kiss that you two will ever share. The last kiss Sunwoo would place on your lips and the last time you will melt into his hold. His hold, his arms-your home.

“please don’t leave me,” he breaks the kiss and looks at you with a tear stained face caressing your face while holding you so tight by your waist, “I love you, I'm in love with you please y/n”

No Sunwoo, please don’t say that, don’t say that. If you regretted it before, you regret it more now. Everything you’ve done following up to this moment. Why didn’t you say no to him? Why'd you say yes? Your stupid heart, you should have listened to your head.

But you looked at the silver lining...... maybe just maybe you were hoping your dad would change his mind, maybe he wouldn't make you marry a different man and maybe he'd let you love Sunwoo and maybe you two would love each other until your last breaths, but....Why'd you think things could change?

“i’m sorry Sunwoo” he breaks down while holding you and his sobs shatter you.

after a long while he calms down for a bit he lets go of you to straighten himself up.

He masks his pain with an empty expression and sniffles. Your eyes spot him reach down to his finger.

Instant pain hits you. No Sunwoo please don't do that.

He takes the string off.

Your heart drops.

He takes your arm and opens your palm and places the make-shift ring into your hand. He closes it and gives you one last look, and Sunwoo swears he still sees love in your eyes he's not wrong, then he turns around and leaves.

—

You take a look at his ring and then look at the matching ring on your finger. Even after all this time you never took it off. You never took the string off. When he left you, when you were walking down the aisle to marry another man, you never took it off.

You couldn't.

“I’m sorry Sunwoo, I’m sorry for everything. I’m sorry for making you fall in love with me when I knew I couldn't return what you wanted.

But I hope you’re out there, living the life that I couldn’t share with you. I hope you found someone who loved you more than I could..."

“I never got to say it back...” you break down in sobs.

You relentlessly sob and all you want to do it scream and ask the universe why, why did it make you leave the best thing that has ever happened to you.

It falls silent as you will yourself to collect your emotions.

"We never got to go rock skipping again....I guess we broke our promises to each other."

You kept your promise tho... even if he didn't know it. As long as that ring stays on your finger, you kept your promise.

But ring or no ring, you promised to love him no matter what.

Ending: Promise Fulfilled

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