#seriously this was such a sweet message - you've always been so generous and kind to me and I appreciate you my friend! 🫶🏻

[kindahoping4forever]

Hi there. Daddy blog anon here. With the new year quickly approaching, I wanted to say thank you for being a fun presence in this fandom and for all the updates. Your tags have kept me entertained on many occasions. I know 2023 wasn't always easy for you, I hope 2024 brings you better things. Besides that, any hopes or dreams in 5SOS land for 2024? Seeing as 5SOS are probably taking a well-deserved break as a band.

This is so sweet, thank you for saying all this 🥺 You're right, this year was really a struggle for me but that just made me all the more grateful for the moments I was able to spend here with you guys, celebrating our band. 💙

As for the coming year? With the foreseeable future (as far as we're aware 👀) bearing an empty calendar, it's hard to know what to expect from the band but I'm hopeful we'll still have some sort of connective content from them whether it be thru pre-existing footage being released (like the Amsterdam special) or updates on their socials. Annnnd maybe a new solo album or two 😌😏

[psychelis-new]

pick a pile: "Letter from your Guides"

take a breath and choose the photo or number that calls you the most to read a message coming from your Guides. You may be in a moment of confusion, fearing something, doubting something or healing something.The message will try to provide you with guidance and support.

don’t take the reading too seriously. only take what resonates with you and leave the rest. if you're not called by any pile, let this reading slid as it may not hold messages for you. if you're called by more than one pile, there may be messages in each of those piles. remember that is a general reading and some things may not resonate with you. energies can change and readings are based on present ones (as you read); you're always in charge of your life.

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pile 1

(One Guide is talking the most either for themselves or a group; it may even be someone from your family/ancestor or a counterpart's higher self/past life soulmate. I think they're talking about a passion/hobby/endeavour of yours in particular, but it could be something else too)

My darling We/I know you're passionate about something. You have a huge desire laying inside of you and you're dreaming so much of making that wish fulfilled. You can, keep going. Just remember to not let your fears and insecurities hinder you, your emotions to govern you. We don't do that anymore, right? You've grown so strong recently! And things will change as you've changed, the same way. Without you realizing until you will experience them. Give it a try. Give yourself a try. There's a lot in store for you. We often tell you this, but you better start to believe it, even if you cannot see it as for now. Be positive: pain never lasts forever, it's just something we need to experience here and there. It's the bad that lives with the good. Take them both, accept them both, but never lose that shine/smile of yours. Remember to breathe. We're/I am here with you.

song: under my skin | claudia kane; one of a kind | the gaia corporation

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(You're probably your Guides' "little cute sweet thing" they love to comfort you and send you gifts/signs here and there, especially images/cute drawings or such -probably if you occasionally feel like drawing, it's them-. They give you sweet surnames. It could even be, similarly to pile one, there's someone from your family -more likely- or a counterpart higher self /past life soulmate. The mentioned infos may come through messages, signs, dreams...)

Hello pumpkin/cinnamon roll We know the past has been kinda harsh on you. We know that. We've seen it all. We've felt what you felt too, we've cried with you. But please, don't let this all close you off from what's ahead. You know what's ahead? Love, abundance, and all you ever dreamt of. The past is gone, it needs to end, so never think things will always be like that for you. It's not gonna be that. Things are now changing for the best. Leave behind whatever and whoever you need to leave behind, and give space for what's supposed to arrive. Be brave. Demand. Be confident. You'll get infos about this in the upcoming days/months, so stay ready to receive and trust we're not fooling you. That's never what we want to do. Take a time out when you need and just do not trust when something, a thought or a person, wants to limit you. You're limitless, go beyond that. Enjoy, little one.

songs: perfect symphony | ed sheeran, andrea bocelli; breathe me | sia

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(Your Guides feel either proud or sorry about something. They want to comfort you and hug you. It could be an higher self of someone tbh, maybe even yours, or similarly to other piles it could be someone from your family/ancestors or lover. They probably used to protect you a bit too much -may be someone no more in the 3d, it's a bit confused tbh)

Where to start from? It's time to change, my dear. It's time to let others in and find your own happiness. It's time to let yourself be loved as you need and are supposed to, it's time to experience life at its full. You deserve that. I'm sorry if someone tried to hinder you, but it's a new start now. Do not let them hinder you anymore. I want you to know you'll get to experience all that you want. You're such an amazing soul and person... People can only talk good about you. You'll receive lot of love, you're gonna do big things... but for this to happen, you need to make a decision of/on your own. To really be aware of your worth and what you want and go after it, prepare for it, get ready for it, study for it. Accept the good, the love, the sweetness of others. Do not close off to any loving offer or comment that will come to you, not everybody is here to play with you (I'll play with them if they do). We need to change our approach. We need to let things unfold as they're supposed to. Enough with battling from the inside, it's time to try and be out and about. It's time to trust and just go forward, for the better is coming.

song: personal jesus | depeche mode; we belong together | mariah carey

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pile 4

(your Guides are very elegant and may relate with the night -maybe you can contact them more likely at that time or they come to your through dreams or they're creatures of the night: eg. maybe come in form of owls-, or maybe you like the night. Harry Potter too. I think there's someone from your ancestors who was/is a very refined person/soul that demands respect and are powerful. Like that wealthy aunt you may see in movies. They're very nice and tender though, especially with you.)

Hello sweet bat How are you doing? Please, stay calm and collected. I know sometimes it's easy to get lost in your thoughts, to let fears mess up with you, but when this happens I want you to know that you just need to stop and breathe. Meditate. Call for your inner self. You'll find me/a reflection of me there too. We're similar, you know it. So trust your inner guidance, and get yourself back together. Refocus on your goal, and get up again. Worrying over things that don't matter isn't good for you, it just hurts you and nothing else. When there's too much going on, focus on the most urgent stuff first and then go on like that. Make a list. Be grounded. You don't have to do everything at once. My darling, we're elite/majestic/aristocracy, we can let others wait for us, right? Stay calm and manifest, you'll get what you deserve (and so others). Control what you can and let the rest move towards you, even that lover of yours...

song: pulse | the venice connection; sound of breaking | faunea

[viridian-tay-leaf]

Pick a Pile (General Message)

Pile 1 🌸| Pile 2 💮

Pile 3 🌼| Pile 4 🌺

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Pile 1:

🎶 2020, 2020 vision... I wonder if you look both ways when you cross my mind~🎶

Y'all are down bad huh

Love songs all day bb

🎶 Sweet sweet fantasy baby~🎶

You think they don't like you back but you'll never know unless you try

Think of it this way, would you rather pine for them for months without knowing what you could be or would you rather take the risk & either get together or save yourself time getting over them

The choice is always yours since only you have the power to change your situation

Do it afraid, it's best to know than to regret not trying in the first place

If you choose to confess and it works out I'm happy for you and I expect you to communicate clearly in your new relationship

If you confess and it doesn't work out how you thought it would, it's a blessing in disguise (may need to see/been drawn to Pile 4)

🎶What goes around comes back around, hey my baby..... I will always be the best thing you never had~🎶

As always Be good, Be kind, Be safe love

Pile 2:

You guys are just chillin, going with the flow day by day babes

Strolling through town, walking like you own the place, embodying your favorite self.

Okay self love, keep it going babes!

👏🏽 Good For Youuuuu 👏🏽

Some of you may have just gone through a breakup. You want them back, or atleast the feelings you had during that time.

It'll be okay, you're not gonna be crushed by this. It's all apart of the bigger picture. Big things are coming and you have to clear out the old to get the new. The universe is working in your favor, you just have to trust & cocreate with them

For now, nurture yourself. What would Childhood you do when you feel like this? Do it & tap into your childhood energy. It might be more impactful than you think

Coloring pages, candles, childhood music, movie nights, hot chocolate, tea time, back into holiday spirit

🎶I feel nice, like sugar & spice~🎶

Farewell & Good luck for the journey you're about to go on

As always, Be good, Be kind, Be safe~

Pile 3:

Who hurt you!?!? And can I have their address, I just wanna talk 💢

Seriously though, are you okay? Do you need a hug if so go hug someone or a plushie if you can.

Y'all are in a slump/stuck in the vortex or your emotions

Take the feelings you have, acknowledge them and if they help the current situation. If they don't do much but make you stuck, I suggest blessing them and letting them go (easier said than done ik)

It'll take some time, as all heartbreaks do, but you'll get through it and bounce back stronger than ever

Once you get back into your groove, no one can stop you

🎶Nothing can stop me I'm all the way up~🎶

As always, Be good, Be kind, Be safe..........especially to yourselves

Pile 4:

Heyyyyyyyy, I love your energy, your vibe, your aura babes. Ahhhh *chefs kiss * 😘

Y'all are in your bag, spiritually & physically

You've done the work.

You've changed your mindset/limiting beliefs

Now is the time babe, all you gotta do is ask and it's yours

You're in New territory. Your mind/heart are screaming at you to "Be careful!" ⚠ 🚨. Sirens are going off and your ego is trying to protect you by sending some fear

Here's the thing though, you've been through this before. You've lived thousands of lives and nothing stopped you back then, so why should it stop you now?

You're aware of your power now. You broke the barriers. You know you have the control over your situation, over your life and what you want to do with it. Cause it's yours, it's your life, you can do what you want (within reason) and you can get what you want if you just try

🎶What you gonna do if it doesn't work out how you thought it would...Feels unfair and you wanna turn around but its for your own good~🎶

🎶I've never been here, but that makes it new doesn't mean it's strange~🎶

🎶I'm not lost, I'm on an adventure~🎶

Take your time

Rest if needed

Self-care is super important for this pile

Breathe it in

Enjoy your adventure, cause soon enough it'll be a wild ride. Even more than you could've ever imagined

Get rid of the plan & go with the flow of the universe

Let the ideas come to you, let them guide you, let go and cocreate with em

Don't chase what you want, attract it by knowing that it belongs to you, it's already yours so why worry

🎶Why should I worry, why should I care~🎶

Do things you love, change up your daily routine, be more present and actually look at what's around you

Take the next day slow & really be present. Then reflect on how this feels at the end of the day. You've got this. You just have to believe that you do. You are the authority of your own story, so make it a good one~

As always, Be good, Be kind, Be safe 😘

[lovealexhunt]

Hey. Hope you're doing well. Just wanted to check on u & make sure you've drink water or not as in today's modern busy world, we get so occupied with our responsibilities & work tht we forget to drink water. I hope u do drink water if you haven't already. As u know, it's Suicide Prevention Month & ik tht u sometimes struggle with ur mental health. If no one has told u then let me, I'm proud of u. I'm very proud of u tht u still manage to get thru your day despite struggling with ur mental health & keep up showing everyday. You're seriously a Superhero. Beside irl stuff, u also host so many wonderful & amazing events, you bring something very rare & special to the table & we as a community love you. Girl, you're a superstar & superhero. No matter how much life tries to pull u down, u have the strength to look into it's eyes & say "No. I'm not giving up. This is my story & I'll write it. I won't give control to my fears or my inner demons to control me."

We love u sm & I hope u remember you're incredible whether u feel it or not. U r rare, special & absolutely incredible. The courage to smile and keep spreading joy thru events and posts show how much u care for those around u. Girl, I'm so damn proud of u! Give urself a hug & pat urself on the back (especially if u have a bad day, it helps) u got this! Life will throw it's worse at u but ik 1 thing for sure ~ It’s only gonna make u strong & won't affect u for long.

Girl, whenever u read this I hope u have a gr8 day, week & month ahead. LOVE U QUEEN 👸 👑

Never give up!

Ohmygoodness!!! This is too much! You're so sweet!!! I didn't expect anything like this at all. ever. wow! I had to read it twice because I couldn't even believe it.

It honestly means the world to me, especially on days when I really need the reminder to take care of myself and keep pushing through. I'm really good at helping others work on their mental, emotional, and physical health but I am terrible at caring for myself. I actually did need to drink some water, so I appreciate the reminder. I've definitely been dehydrated for a few days now. I have to catch up this weekend!

I'm truly beyond grateful for your support and encouragement. I always appreciate kind messages and this one was just over the top generous. Thank you for checking in on me. I will try to be kinder to myself.

I hope you will be kind to yourself too! Sending you a hug! I hope you are having a wonderful day/week/month! You deserve it!

❤️

[acacia-may]

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idk if you've been getting too much of these already so if this one slides by, just wanna say that you are super sweet and deserve everything good that's coming to you.

Awww, Repo, I'm going to start tearing up. You're so sweet! Thank you so much for the kind words and for sending in an ask.

There are so many things I love about you, and I think you are truly a wonderful person. You're kind and considerate and always so much fun to talk to! Your insights into the stories and characters you love so much are always so thought-provoking and everything you create just feels so incredibly canon. So many of your Nagisa takes have become part of my own personal perception of his character forever now, and there are so many of your stories (especially the ones about future Nagisa as a father) that still stick with me long after I've read them. We have had some amazing conversations, and you've also introduced me to one of my favorite games of all time now (and I can't thank you enough for that).

I love that you are always so encouraging too--always building up other creators and finding such positive things to say about their work. You're so generous with your compliments and your feedback, and you're always the first to jump in and encourage your friends' creativity. You're also generous with your time and your offers to proofread some of my stories have been a real godsend and so deeply appreciated by me. I really can't thank you enough to tossing ideas around with me and reading over some of my work. You're also incredibly thoughtful and patient, gently reminding others (me especially) to take care of themselves and not to push themselves too hard.

I smile so much every time I see one of your posts, messages, or asks because you are, honestly, one of my favorite people on the internet, and one of the best things that has happened to me in my time in fandom-world has been getting to become friends with you and having the opportunity to have these amazing discussions and to listen to your amazing insights and ideas about stories and characters that I love. Seriously, you're the best--truly Repo-Net The Great! Cheers & much love to you, friend, and please stop by any time! 💕

[punkpandapatrixk]

Happy Valentine's Day~🫀But more importantly, Happy Jaehyun's Day~🍑

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Pile 1 - My Precious Little Flower...

Priestesses of Energy, Purity and Wishes

Queen of Pentacles & Silver Magus (Merlin)

The ultimate happiness for me is to be abundant with you. To have a slow Life where we can simply enjoy the little (and big) things this world has to offer. I'm not materialistic, but I also know there are so many beautiful things that can be obtained with money in this world. And I want to give it all to you~ I want you to know how much I respect and value you, so I'll gift you many beautiful and expensive things. You know what? The truth is I'm always thinking about you. Even when I see cute socks that I think will look good on you, I want to buy them for you. It's because you're this little prince/princess who lights up with anything I gift you, so I like seeing that expression of delight on your face, too. You're so beautiful I could die, seriously!!

When I'm with you I can be my childlike self. You're so pure and innocent and we share the same heart. I like this comfort I feel from you. I feel like my entire Life has become soft and sweet like cotton candy! Life wasn't all that bad before you, but now it's just perfection. When my arms are around you, there's nothing else to crave. Who knew I was destined to have a beautiful romance like this? Still I've been dreaming you for the longest time, I swear. I'll be good to you. I'll be your protector. I'll always accept you and take care of you. I know you'll do the same for me and that's why I want to shower you with all of my affection. You're so deserving of the best Love you could get in the world.

Let's jet set. Let's get on first class. A luxury yacht or liner, too. Let's go see places. France, Tajikistan, Fiji, Vietnam, Singapore; basically, let's travel the globe and eat all the good foods of the world! Cakes, pudding, luxury tea, a thousand years old bread; I want to try all unique things in the world, but with you. Just the thought of it makes my heart full of Love! I want to learn many new things and experience more of Life itself and grow old with you. Let's be kind, respectful and take care of each other until the end of time. That would be my ultimate happiness.

Secret magick from my heart🔻❤️

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Pile 2 - Babe, Let's Be Happy~!

Priestesses of Enchantment, Solitude and Inspiration

4 of Wands & Green Historian (Herodotus)

The ultimate happiness for me is to create a legacy with you. I want to marry you and build a family together with you. Even if we're married in an unorthodox fashion, I don't care. I just want to have a family with you, Love💙I want us to have many reasons to celebrate the bounty of Life. We each have made it this far in Life and for that alone we are fit to become parents and pass down our knowledge and wisdom to the future generations. Let's raise the children well, so they can grow up to become beautiful human beings who can heal more of this world. Let's build a new foundation for a family line of truly good people who know how to appreciate Life itself. I'll show the children how to respect another person and my affection for you will become their inspiration to find their own True Love as well!

When we're together, I promise you that you never have to fight this world alone again. It's okay to be not so strong all the time; you have me. I'm strong and full of Love. I can handle your hardships. We'll overcome every challenge and we'll grow up together. Nothing can come between us, I promise you that. My heart is true and I want nobody else but you. I'm adamant like that. Maybe sometimes I frustrate you a little with my stubbornness?😅I hope you can be patient with me, too. Sometimes I'm hard to shake but I want to learn to be gentler when I'm with you. So please teach me gently, too.

Our Love, I hope it inspires whoever gets to see us. This world needs more of that, I know. Let's be a healing presence to other people. Let's also be a healing presence to ourselves. I love you so much. I'm a little selfish and there's a lot I want, if ever I become smothering to you, please let me know. I'll listen to what you have to say, too! I don't want you to stand behind me, okay? Stand by my side. We'll inspire each other better like that. And I just think, we look sooo good together, babe.

A little wish from my heart🔻💙

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Pile 3 - Hey, Sunshine~

Priestesses of Illumination, Intuition, Prosperity

7 of Cups & Green Alchemist (Nicolas Flamel)

My ultimate happiness is just the fact that we are together. You've lighted up so much of my Life and I'm so insanely thankful for that, you've no idea. I think I'm not that good yet at expressing my gratitude. You take me to heaven, babe. I never would have thought my heart could be filled with this much Light. I thought it was just something people say just to be poetic or romantic, but now I know it's true. You make me the happiest, most fortunate person in the entire world. I'll treasure you for the rest of eternity. If we were reborn, I'd like to be with you again. You know what? Let's not even be reborn again, this world sucks and a lot of things can go wrong. Let's stay forever happy in Heaven!

Whilst still being in this world, I want to promise you a love that's spiritual. A Love that's unconditional and transcends ego, limitations and boundaries. My Love is the purest thing you'll ever know, I'm confident I'm unique like that. There's no other person like me, so just look at me😉And btw, everyday is Valentine's with you. It beats me how Life can be so full of joy and Love. I mean, my Life was okay before, but you've amplified all that's good in the world by your sheer presence. Are you GOD? I think you are. At least to me you are. I... worship you, seriously. But I'll try my best to hide that so you think I'm cool! I also want you to worship me LMAO

No matter what's happened in the past, from here on, let's live happily with the two of us holding hands. I'll never let go. I won't promise very many complicated things. I want to show everything to you with my actions. I'll make it all happen—all the good things. And I'll erase all of your sadness. I don't want you ever to be sad again. A Sunshine like you shouldn't be made to cry! I'll fight anyone who gives you a reason to cry ugly tears! I hate everyone who's ever been mean to you, seriously! I wish I could've met you sooner, tch! Suddenly I'm angry! But anyway, Happy Valentine's and I love you, hon~ Let's meet in the dreams~👻

My healing for you🔻🧡

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[dreamifics]

Love and Monsters

Steve Harrington x Reader!Henderson

Oneshot

Y/N Henderson's life was not like any other normal teenager's life, on a very young age her only friends was her brother, Dustin and his friends.. She was not popular in highschool, but she was not a nobody neither.. Y/N was just invisible, lost in the sea of students.. She was almost through highschool though, one day her life was turned upside down, literally and figuratively.. It's been months since the 'thing' happend, but she was still shaken up.

Y/N was laying in bed, My Generation blasting from her stereo.. She was home alone, her mother was out with some friends, her brother was hanging out with 'King Steve'.. Ever since Steve helped them about Dart, she grew closer to Steve but their short lived friendship ended when Dustin left for camp and Steve worked on their family business while she was stuck preparing herself for college.. Y/N misses Steve, his unfunny jokes and oh god--his laugh..

A loud knock startled her, she shot up from her bed, memories of what happend was flashing back to her.. Despite what she tells her friend, she was not okay.. She almost died twice and that opened up trauma's and issues within herself..

Another loud knock startled her, Y/N shakes her head and just ran to the door.. Reaching their front door, her icy hands made contact with the cold steel knob..

It revealed a disheveled Dustin and Steve, she could tell that there were excitement dripping all over them.. Steve was still wearing his sailor work uniform, he looked cute to Y/N but she once threw that thought in the back of her mind..

"What's up?" She questioned the two.

Dustin just smiled and pushed pass her, while Steve was reluctant to go in.. Steve avoided Y/N for almost the whole summer because of the daunting realization that he was catching feelings for her and that scared him.. Y/N was the kind of girl that likes to watch nerdy movies, spend hours playing games with a bunch of kids and save the world two times.. However, Steve was scared, he was still stuck in the unjustified rules of highschool and popularity. . He still wanted to be 'King Steve', but he also wanted to be Y/N's..

"Nice outfit, sailor boy.." Y/N winked and laughs at Steve, he just shakes his head and went inside their house..

Steve made his way to Dustin's room with Y/N right behind him, but before reaching Dustin's room, he passed Y/N's room.. He unconsciously stopped as he looks around, observing every corner of her room.

There were posters plastered all over her walls, books were all around her room in her bed, shelves and even floors.. In the other side she had a small collection of music that made Steve smile.. Because they had the exact same taste, she is the perfect girl.

"If you want to go in, you're free to wander around my room, anytime.."

Steve turned around to face Y/N, he misses her.. How Y/N sarcastic remarks leave her sweet lips or how she rolls her eyes whenever she see something stupid.

"I might just take you up on that.."

"Hm-mm.. You didn't even talk to me when Dustin left, you broke my heart, Steviee.." She jokes, but it sounded a little bitter.

Y/N did get hurt, Steve stopped talking to her when Dustin left, it seems like Steve didn't really like her as much as she thinks he did. Y/N was bored and got stuck just studying and sometimes hanging out with the party.. It was fun but she was looking forward to hanging out with Steve.

"I'm sorry about that, I didn't want to see my old friends hanging out with someone like yo---" Steve stopped his sentence, he didn't mean that.. His mind was a mess, he said those things because he didn't want Y/N finding out his stupid feelings

"Right..Yeah, I get it.."

"Y/N that's not what I me--"

"Cause King Steve shouldn't be hanging out with people like me?Gotcha.."

Steve didn't even had the time to reply, he was met with Y/N's slamming door.. He didn't mean that.. Steve loved hanging out with Y/N, he want to give her something special.. Steve wanted something more from Y/N.. He knew exactly what and he didn't need a reason why but Steve wanted to give Y/N something more..

Y/N was hurt, she didn't know why but Steve words brought devastation to her.. She felt disappointed and upset, Y/N was expecting something special.. She didn't know what or why but she was expecting something more from Steve.

Y/N was dropping off Dustin to the mall where Steve was working, her lips were in a unsual frown.. Y/N wasn't usally like this, she was having a bad week, Steve just hurt her feelings and she was taking it much harder, it was very unsual.. The two Henderson was making their way to the Scoops Ahoy shop, Dustin was rambling about a message he picked up while contacting his girlfriend.

"Are you listening?" Her brother asked as they reach the store.

"Yepp, you should go in now.."

"Y/N, this could be a good thing!"

"I know..If you need my help, you can find me in the food court.."

"Y/N.."

"Yeah, Dus?"

"Are you okay?"

Y/N's mind went blank, she hated lying to her brother but she didn't want to worry anyone.  She laughs and messed Dustin's hair.

"Of course.. Now go, you know where to find me.." With that she left..

Y/N was not okay, the last time she slept was a month ago.. Nightmares kept crawling back to her, she was growing more paranoid by the day.. She was not okay, but she couldn't tell anyone that.. Everyone else is okay, even Wil who had it more rough than her. And to top that up, she was broken hearted by Steve's rejection of their friendship.. Y/N just massaged the bridge of her nose, when will she be fine?

Dustin and Steve was in the corner of the mall with binoculars in their eyes, Steve saw Y/N.. Sitting alone in the corner, a walkman in her ears and a book in hand.. Y/N was mouthing the word as her eyes read every word on that book and Steve couldn't help but feel all giddy and guilty inside.

"You see anything?" Dustin snapped Steve back to their current task.

"Uh, I guess I don't totally know what I'm looking for.'' Steve answered honestly, Y/N distracted him again.

"Evil Russians."

"Yeah, exactly. I don't know what an evil Russian looks like."

"All blond, not smiling."

"Mm-hmm?" Steve's eyes didn't looked for any Russians, his eyes drifted to Y/N spot but she was gone.. Where did she go? He couldn't help but worry, was she talking to someone else?

"Also, look for earpieces, camo, duffel bags, that sort of thing." Dustin added.

"Right, okay, duffel bags." Steve darts his eyes away from Y/N seat but it only fell on a girl he asked out earlier.

"Oh, you've gotta be kidding me." Steve mutters.

"What?" Dustin questioned.

"Anna Jacobi's talking with that meathead Mark Lewinsky."

"If you're not gonna focus, just gimme the binoculars."

Dustin got annoyed by his distracted partner, he should have brought his sister along.. But he knew that Y/N was not okay, she seemed distant and lost in her own mind.. Always spacing out and Dustin can hear her cries from his room, it killed him to see her loving and hyper sister transform into a walking corpse.

"Aw, Jesus Christ, whatever happened to standards?"

"I mean, Lewinsky never even came off the bench." Steve rambled on, annoying Dustin.

"Dude, you are the worst spy in history, you know that?"

The two fought for the binoculars, but they just looked stupid.. Dustin initially gave up and gave the binoculars to Steve.

"I don't get why you're looking at girls. You have the perfect one in front of you."

"Seriously, if you say Robin again..." Steve closes his eyes waiting for Robin's name to come up but it never did.

"No, Y/N.. My sister.."

Steve's heart clenched at the mention of her name, he wants Y/N too.. What can he do? Y/N hates his ass now, he was a jerk and he didn't deserve Y/N.

"No, man, she's not my type." Steve answered while he diverts his eyes away from Dustin.

"I saw you staring at her closed door for about 5 minutes."

Steve eyes grew wide at the realization that Dustin was watching the whole time.. Dustin just shakes his head, if he was asked he'd say that her sister felt the same way..

"She's not even... in the ballpark of what my type is, all right?"

"What's your type again? Not awesome?"

"Thank you."

"Hm."

"For you information, your sister is too sarcastic, she's too nerdy for me.."

"Also, she's too...boyish.."

Beautiful, that's what he wanted to say..

"Dude, that's my sister you're talking about, and besides she's not like that.. She's nerdy but so what? Y/N's also not boyish, she's just secured with her masculinity.."

Dustin's word echoed throughout Steve's system, he already knew that.. But somehow hearing it from another person's perspective made him like you more.

"Y/N's just not my type.." He lied..

Y/N was everything he ever wanted in a girl.

"Thanks for the clarification, Harrington." A voice surprised the two.

Y/N was standing behind them, her arms crossed..  Steve's eyes widen in surprise, did she hear everything? He didn't mean that, what did he mean?

"I didn't mean t--"

"Dustin, if you told me you'll stalk people in malls, I should've brought you to a psychiatrist.." Y/N ignored Steve and just focused on her brother.. Y/N would be lying if she haven't felt more hurt by the words Steve dropped.. She had been listening since the talk about girls came up, Y/N spotted the two doing eccentric things and she decided to eavesdrop.

"No, it's called spying.." Dustin rolled his eyes at her sister remarks while Steve was still frozen..

"What's the difference?" Y/N asked, her eyes still focused on he brother..

"It's just different, okay? Were looking for the--" Dustin stopped and looks around to see if anybody was near..

"Russians?" Y/N continued in a loud tone.

"Shh!" Both Steve and her brother shushed her. Y/N was surpised, she glares at the two and moved closer to them.

"Fine, can I tag along? I'm bored and it'll be nice to be a national hero."

The two looked at each other, Steve was nervous.. Y/N obviously didn't want him around, but this could be a chance for him to apologize to Y/N.

"Sure, you can help us look for russians with dufflebags and camo." Dustin pulled her sister to his side.

"That's kinda racis--"

"No, it's not!" Dustin cuts her sister off making Y/N laugh..

"Whatever you say Dus.."

And that's how she ended up inside a theater with two kids and two drugged teenagere.. Y/N's breathing was heavy, they were captured by Russians just moments ago.. Adrenaline was pumping through her veins, she thought this town was finally normal again, but turns out she was wrong.. Very very wrong..

They needed to get out of this hellish mall, Y/N need to find out if there's still russians lurking out, looking for them.

"The two of you need to stay here and take care of them." Y/N instructs to her brother, she pointed at a floopy Steve and Robin.

"Wait--Where are you going?!" Dustin stopped her by pulling her arm.

"I'm going to see if those fuckers are still looking for us.."

"No, we'll come with you.."

"Dustin, you need to stay here and keep a low profile.."

"Y/N don't be a hero.."

"Hey, Dipshit!I'm not trying to be a hero, what I'm doing is protecting you guys because our two friends are drugged and beaten while we brought a little kid into our mess!And I will do everything to keep you all safe, even if that means I get hurt or killed!"

Dustin knew that there's no talking Y/N out of this, her sister was right.. Taking a deep breath, he just nods and hugs her sister..

"Just please, stay safe.." Dustin was in the verge of tears but Y/N held him tight in her arms.. Dustin pulled back, Y/N gave her brother a comforting smile, she rubbed his cheeks and pat his head.

"I'll be okay, I'm a Henderson for god's sake.."

Dustin laughs as tears stroll in his face, she kissed his forehead and walked away, trying not to attract attention.. Taking a deep breath she left the theater, she'll do whatever it takes to keep her brother and her friends.. Y/N's mind flew to Steve, she was pissed off but she was not sure anymore.. The way he saved them and got beat up for them, she couldn't find a reason to be mad at him, all she can think about is his childlish look and how hot he is in his sailor uniform. Y/N just shakes those thoughts away and tried to focus on her task..

Russians..

Steve and Robin were throwing up in a seperate cubicles, they were getting the drugs out of their system.. Retching and puking can be heard all through out the theater bathroom, Steve groans and flushes the toilet.

"The ceiling stopped spinning for me. Is it still spinning for you?" Robin's voice can be heard from the other cubicle.

"Holy shit. No. You think we puked it all up?" Steve rested his back to the mini wall inside the cubicle..

"Maybe. Ask me something.."

"Interrogate me." Robin said in a mocking russian accent.

"Okay. Interrogate you. Sure. Um... When was the last time you, uh, peed your pants?"

"Today."

"What?"

"When the Russian doctor took out the bone saw."

"Oh... All right, my turn."

"Okay. Hit me."

"Have you... ever been in love?"

"Yep. Nancy Wheeler. First semester, senior year." Steve imitates a gunshot.

"Are you still in love with Nancy?"

"No."

"Why not?"

"I found someone else, she's a little bit better for me.It's crazy. Ever since Dustin got home, he's been saying, 'You know, you gotta find your Suzie. You gotta find your Suzie.' "

"Wait, who's Suzie?"

"It's some girl from camp, I guess his girlfriend. To be honest with you, I'm not 100% sure she's even real."

" But that's not- that's not really the point. That doesn't matter. The point is, this girl, you know, the one that I like, it's somebody that I... didn't even talk to in school. And I don't even know why."

"Maybe 'cause Tommy H. would've made fun of me or... I wouldn't be... prom king. It's stupid. I mean, Dustin's right, it's all just a bunch of bullshit anyways. Because, when I think about it, I should've been hanging out with this girl the whole time."

"First of all, she hates me now because of a stupid thing I said but when we hanged out, we were bonding and shit.. She was perfect for me, she's nerdy, hangs out with kids too much.. She likes the same things I like, her brother is my bestfriend.. Sometimes I wonder if she's real, because she's too perfect."

"Wait--You like Y/N?"

"Yeah, ever since last year.. I like her so damn much, I can't even believe that I said to her that I shouldn't be hanging out with someone like her."

"YOU SAID THAT?" Robin's voice boomed out all over the bathroom, Steve just sighs and slids out of the cubicle..

"Unfortunately, yes.."

Steve slid in to Robins cubicle, she was glaring at him.

"If you ask me, Y/N doesn't deserve someone like me.. She--She's too nice to be caught up in my miserable life.. And besides she would never like me.."

"I think you're still high.."

"No, I'm not.."

"Do you remember what I said about Click's class? About me being jealous and, like, obsessed?"

"Yeah?"

"It isn't because I had a crush on you. It's because... she wouldn't stop staring at you.."

"Mrs. Click?" Robin chuckles and just shakes her head.

"Y/N Henderson, I wanted her to look at me. But... she couldn't pull her eyes away from you and your stupid hair. And I didn't understand, because you would get bagel crumbs all over the floor. And you asked dumb questions. And you were a douchebag. And- And you didn't even like her then and... I would go home... and just scream into my pillow."

"But Y/N's a girl.."

"Steve.."

"Oh.."

"Yeah, now listen..Don't give me the 'she doesn't deserve me' and 'she doesn't like me back' crap.. Y/N was inlove with you since highschool, now you will tell her all about your mushy mushy feelings and you'll two will get married, have kids and you'll have me to thank for. "

"But what about you?"

"Please, I moved on.."

"Really?"

"Hell yeah, with my pretty face?I could find someone in a jiffy!"

The two were laughing when Dustin and Ericka burst into the bathroom.. Annoyance and frustration written all over their face..

"Okay.What the hell?!" Dustin asked very annoyed.

"Dude, we're normal again.."

"That's not the problem now, we need to find Y/N and go with the rest of the party."

"Y/N's not with you?"

"Do you see her?" Erica asked with the normal sass in her voice. Robin rolls her eyes at Erica who just glares at her.

"Where did she go?" Steve ignored Erica's sarcastic question

"She said she'll check the perimeter, but she hasn't come back since." Dustin answered, she was worried for her sister.. In their situation, who wouldn't?

"Shit." Steve and Robin both utter at the same time.

Y/N was changed into a much more inauspicious clothes, it was just some pants and a shirt tucked into it.. She fixed her disheveled hair and wiped her sweat.. She needed to blend in, her eyes wander around the mall.. There were Russians walking around, bviously looking for someone and that someone was them.. All the exits are heavily guarded by guards, there's no way out..

Taking a deep breath she walked back to the theater, praying that her brother and friends was safely still there but before she could even reached the theater, a russian man spotted her..

"I got eyes on one of the target!" The russian said into his earpiece, making Y/N run to the higher level of the mall, her heart racing and she was starting to feel tired.

Y/N just ran until she lost the russian, her breathing was getting shorter by the second..  Y/N's leg was starting to hurt but she ignored it and looked down to see if she can spot her brother..

And there they are, getting chased by guards.. Worries pumped into her brain as they run.. She needed to help them, if not they could get killed.

"Hey stupid spies!I'm right up here, morons!" Y/N screamed at the top of her lungs as she waves her hands around..

Steve and Dustin was horrified as they hide into the counters, Y/N was risking her life for theirs..

The guards that was chasing them made eye contact and targeted Y/N but before they could do anything a car honk.. The russians looked at each other, confused and dazed.. Eleven can be seen controlling the car, she throws it at the bad men and all they could hear were groans..

Y/N felt a surge of relief, she made her way to her brother.. Dustin, Robin, Erica and Steve pop out from behind the counter, steam hissing.. Y/N saw her brother and they all rushed up to hug her..

A tight hug welcomed Y/N, but this hug wasn't just from Dustin.. It was also from Robin, Erica and Steve.. Suddenly they all look up to see the rest of the party.. The hug was cut off by Dustin running to hug Mike and Eleven.

"Lucas?" Erica saw her brother and it made Lucas confuse..

"What are you doing here?"

Y/N who was just taking in deep breaths smiled to herself.. They were safe, but she knew this was not over.. Steve stayed in Y/N side, Robin's word replayed in his mind.. This is his chance to say his undying love to Y/N.

"Y/N?"

"Hmm?" Y/N saw Steve besides her, she was growing tired but Y/N needed to keep thriving for everyone.. Y/N saw that Steve was hesitant, he was nervous and it made her felt nervous too.

"I--I uhh.." Steve mumbles, his tongue was backing out.. Y/N had such a powerful effect on him, to the way she says his name, and everytime Y/N calls him, his heart skips a beat.. It sounds corny, but it was true..

"What?Do you need a speak and spell?" Y/N joked, it didn't help a struggling Steve.. He started to grew more anxious, he needed to get this off his chest.. This could be the last time they all see each other alive, there's no telling what could happen to them.

Y/N was just staring at him

"I have something to confess---"

Steve was cut off by El who was in pain and grunting in the floor..  They all ran to her aid and helped her with the pain she was going through.. Steve slightly curses at himself, maybe this was not a great time for a love confession.. He needed to focus on surviving this hellish adventure.. Again 

It finally ended.. Y/N was relieved, it was over.. They were safe, Y/N and Dustin were sitting in the back of an ambulance, a blanket around them as they hug each other..

"If this shit happens again, we're moving.." Y/N jokes.. Dustin chuckled, maybe they should.. However, the adventures were growing more fun and dangerous..

"Nah, we love being heroes.."

Y/N laughs as she held her brother tighter, she fixed his hair and wipe some dirt off his face.. Even if he's old now, he'll always be Y/N's baby brother.. She smiled at the memory of Suzie and Dustin singing in the middle of mayhem and chaos.

"Stooop, I'm all grown up now!" He stood up and made his way to his friends..

"Don't get too far, lover boy!" Y/N shouted causing Dustin's cheek to blush..

Y/N sighs at the sight of her brother walking away from her, this is the last time she'll save the world, she was tired of monsters.. Y/N was just enjoying the cold air of the night when someone cleared their throat.

"Hello to you Harrington.." Y/N smiled at Steve, he was just standing infront of her.. Y/N can't help but feel giddy when Steve's in his sailor outfit.. It saddens her that Steve was still stuck in his highschool mindset..

"I have something to tell you.." Steve mumbles incoherently, but Y/N understood it.. Steve was always nervous when Y/N's around, he remember the first time he saw Y/N..

Steve saw Dustin on the street asking for help, and he didn't believe at him first but he was soon convinced by how Dustin was nervous and scared.. They pulled up at the Henderson's residence, that's where he first saw--no that's not the right word..

That's where he first acknowledged Y/N..

She was sitting on the porch steps on her pajama's, there were dirt on her face and her hairs a mess.. Y/N's face lighten up when he saw Dustin getting out of the car..

"Hey Dus------What is he doing here?" Y/N's face dropped when he saw Steve also getting out of the car.

"He's our back up.." Her brother answered short and continue walking into the entrance of the basement.

"I'm back up..'' Steve said cocky at Y/N, she just scoffs and followed Dustin..

"For a guy with a black eye, you're awfully confident.."

"That's what seeing a pretty girl like you does to me.." Steve didn't know what he ate that time but he had this whole new confidence when he started talking to Y/N.. However, Y/N didn't seem impressed to his corny jokes and pick up lines, she was always scoffing and rolling her eyes..

"Yeah, you said that too when we were inside..That" Y/N's voice pulled him back to the present.. Y/N gestured at the burning mall infront of them.

"Yeah.." Steve cleared his throat, he opens his mouth, but the words won't come out he's chokin', how, everybody's jokin' now, the clocks run out, times up, over, blaow   .

"Are you gonna say something?" Y/N was starting to get nervous, did she do something to make Steve act strange? He was shaking, the sweat on his forehead is flowing like the Niagara Falls.. That's not attractive yet for some reason she found it hot..

"Oh--Yeah--Uhh.." He failed to say words again, why can't he just go straight to the point?

Robin who was with the rest of the party was staring at a stuttering and nervous Steve.. The rest started to notice even Jonathan and Nancy who was in each others arms..

"When is he gonna tell my sister that he likes her?" Dustin ponder as he stares at the two..

"I don't know, he's taking forever just uttering one sentence.." Lucas pitched in making the others laugh..

"I thought Steve was a suave and cool guy?" Mike jokes causing some of them to laugh, some was just quiet.. They were still having a hard time grasping all of this, especially Max..

"He's a nerd just like you guys.." Nancy answered, they all shake their heads as they watch Steve nervously fidgets..

"Alright, I finally had enough.." Robin whispers, the party turned to Robin, carefulky watching to what she had under her sleeves..

"HEY Y/N!" Robin shouts..

Y/N broke her gaze with Steve and brought it to a shouting Robin, not far from them.. Steve just froze to his place, panic started blaring out through his mind..

"WHAT STEVE'S TRYING TO SAY IS HE FREAKING LIKES YOU!" Robin shouted, and it all made them freeze.. Y/N blinked rapidly, did she hear that right? Steve l-likes her? What? When? How? Where?

Steve felt embarrased, he wanted the crawl in a hole and die.. Robin was dead to him, how could she do that? Now Y/N's gonna start to avoid him, she obviously doesn't like her back.

"I-Is that true?" Y/N finally asked the question she was dying to ask, she never really thought about Steve that way.. Fine, she's not gonna lie, there were some thoughts about Steve that kept her up at night..

"I can explain--If you don't feel the same it's totally fi----" Steve panicked and randomly said any excuses he can think off, not giving Y/N a chance to speak..

Y/N rolled her eyes at how Steve was rambling on, she smiled and stands up.. Pulling Steve sailor outfit, she kissed him..

Steve pressed his lips harder on Y/N, he wanted this kiss to happen since he first saw her.. And now it's happening, Y/N puts her arm around Steve's neck.. This was her first kiss and she was glad that it was to Steve.. They both kissed as the burning Star Court crumbles infront of them.  Y/N didn't knew that you can find love and monsters in this terrifying situation..

Dustin groaned at the sight of her sister and bestfriend kissing, he wanted to vomit and scoop his eyes out.. This was not a sight for sore eyes..

"Ugh!I don't want to watch my sister exchange salivas with Harrington!" Dustin sigh under his breath

"Get used to it, you'll be seeing a lot of him.." Robin teased making Dustin die inside.

"Dammit!"

Y/N was just thinking that some people lost someone special, Eleven lost Hopper.. Max lost Billy and the rest will wake up in the morning with terrible memories haunting them everyday, they can no longer feel the assurance that they're safe in the quiet town they grew up to. They knew everything that lies withing the depths of this ground, all the horrible things that Hawkin Labs brought.. Chief Hopper and Billy Hargrove died for them, they were heroes.. And the sad part is, no one will ever know.. Those who deserves to be recognized is no longer here, the heroine act they did save the world yet the world doesn't even know about them.. But Y/N and the rest knows that the sacrifices they made won't go to waste, they'll do everything in their power to keep whatever haunts this eerie town at bay.

I found this highly nice but cringey at the same time so bear with it, I also wanted to update my series about James Potter but I just can't seem to end it ughhhhh..Anyways, I hope you guys like this one..

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Miya Osamu || Little Delights | First Meeting

SUMMARY. Osamu can't help but be intrigued when his daughter starts bringing home delicious desserts prepared by her best friend's mother.

PAIRING. You x Miya Osamu

GENRE. Fluff <3

WARNINGS. Suggestive content

Haikyuu! Anthology Series | It's Fate When Your Kids Are Friends

OSAMU | First Meeting > Second Date > Third Time's The Charm > Four Is Our Family

Osamu's made it just in time, right as the bell tolls to signal the end of his daughter's second day in her new school year. Standing back as a swarm of kids rush out of the brick building and into the arms of their waiting parents, he takes a moment to breathe and relax. Juggling his burgeoning restaurant with being a single parent isn't an easy job, but he wouldn't trade it for anything.

He stands taller than many of the other adults around him and it's evident his little girl has no problem seeking him out as a black, red, and grey blur races towards him, a thrilled, "Papa!" reaching his ears and splitting his mouth into a wide, happy grin.

His arms are already open in a silent but enthusiastic response as he crouches down and then the bite-sized impact of his daughter is rocking him back on his heels, his reaction overly exaggerated as he pretends to almost fall over from the small force of nature that's all Miya Izumi.

Standing back up, Samu catches sight of another little girl who was trailing behind, wide eyes studying him before shifting to Zumi, his daughter turning back around to wave at her, proclaiming the girl as her 'bestest friend in the whole wide world'. The girl returns Zumi's enthusiastic wave with a quick raise of her small hand before her attention is caught by a pretty young woman, her own wide smile replacing her previously hesitant expression as she's warmly enveloped into welcoming arms with kisses peppered on her cheeks and forehead.

Her delighted giggles reach Osamu and his daughter as they turn around, hand in hand, to walk back to his car, small interaction soon forgotten as his little munchkin lists off the snacks she's looking forward to having on their return to his shop. She won't be able to finish half that list, he bets to himself with a quiet chuckle at his daughter's inherited exuberance for food as he securely buckles her into car.

It's not until they reach his second pride and joy, Onigiri Miya, that he finds the first little surprise tucked away in Izumi's not so empty lunchbox. When he inquires about the remarkably delicious looking set of biscuits he certainly didn't pack for her that morning, his daughter's response is that it's a thank you gift from her bestest friend, Reina, for the lunch she'd shared with the girl on her first day.

Well, a six year old certainly didn't bake these from the looks of it. It's only confirmed by his first taste, the texture and flavour beyond even most consistent home bakers, let alone a young child. Right? But a more pressing thought flags his attention, first.

"Did your friend not have her own lunch?"

"She did! We split because hers wasn't so good, even though her mama put so much love into it. But the treats were so much better so we decided to go halfsies and have best of both!" His daughter giggles with the oblivious sweet innocence of a child.

"And what about today?"

"Mhm. Same. But I liked the chocolate brownies yesterday much much better!"

Samu chuckles at her excitement and can't help but tease his precocious daughter, "Oh, and was it better than papa's food?"

Zumi's eyes widen as she contemplates the question with all the adorable seriousness she can muster, but loyalty must break free and run because her reply is, "Almost! So close, but I love papa's cooking more than anything in the whole wide world."

It seems the whole wide world is the current standard of measurement for first graders, but he appreciates the heartfelt sentiment behind her loving words.

After another moment of consideration, Osamu settles on the thought chewing at him and decides that tomorrow his daughter won't be giving up a portion of his food which she loves so much. No, she'll have double the amount to do with whatever she may please.

So briefly, that he doesn't even ponder on the sudden image, he's reminded of the warm reunion he witnessed between the little girl and the woman who he'd assumed was her nanny, but concludes is probably the girl's young mother. Based on the number of treats Zumi brought back, Samu's certain the woman had to have thoughtfully made extras of these baked goods for her daughter to have more than enough to share with friends and then some.

Well, it's definitely no skin off his back to make his daughter even the slightest bit happier by being able to help her share her savoury little delights with her new bestest friend.

It's on the third day of your daughter's return from her new school year that you're able to confirm that something is indeed amiss. The previous two days, the small portions of her lunch left uneaten were questionable, given her voracious appetite, however, when she returns with the lunch you made for her today still sitting wholly untouched in her cute little lunchbox, you finally sit her down to ask about it.

Her response is far from what you expected, "My friend's papa made extra lunch so we could both have something yummy to eat!"

You press your lips together to hide your amusement as you teasingly inquire, "Oh? Is that so? And I guess that means mama's food isn't so yummy after all."

Her eyes widen in dismay and mouth opens in an immediate denial that you know would be a lie to soothe your feelings. Even at such a young age, your beautiful baby girl is truly a kind and compassionate soul, she would dutifully eat anything you prepared no matter how lacking the meal might be and never utter a word to tell you the obvious truth.

Before she can manage to find the right words to faithfully express how much she loves your cooking, you lean in to kiss her on the forehead and pull back with a laugh, gathering her in your arms for a warm hug. "Oh baby, I'm so sorry I can't make you the food you deserve. But please don't ever feel the need to say otherwise to spare my feeling, okay? You should always be honest about what you like or don't like."

Her little arms find their way around you as she snuggles in, voice soft and words like a wise, old soul when she denies, "But your food is made with so much love mama. Zumi says some people are just better at other things. We both think you make the best yummies."

"The best yummies, hm?" You think about the various baked goods you add in to balance out for the healthy but tasteless lunches you're able to prepare.

They are indeed good, but baking has always been something that comes more naturally to you than cooking. An interesting distinction not many people might accept, but for you the former has always been an effortless science whereas the latter is more of a difficult art.

"Well I'm really glad you like those, but we do need to figure out what to do so you're not picking at your friends' food or going hungry."

She pulls back to send a serious look your way, exclaiming, "But I'm not picking at it, I promise. Zumi said her papa made extra just for me!"

You take a moment to consider her words. She made a similar implication in her earlier statement, that her friend's dad had made extra for them both. What does that mean? Did his daughter ask him to because she was sharing her food with Reina? Or did he somehow grasp the situation and is simply being generous?

A warm burn threatens your cheeks as you consider the awkwardness of accepting such a gesture from a complete stranger. While you appreciate the kindness of Reina's friend and her dad, it still somehow feels like a terrible imposition, as if you've burdened them somehow with your lack of skills to keep your child happily fed.

It's not like you can't cook good, healthy food. You're just painfully aware how bland the food you make can be, unless you spend three times the amount of time as anyone else would need to in order to prepare similar meals. But... studying the smile that's on your daughter's face, you can't help the twinge in your heart that reminds you how much more her happiness is worth than your pride.

You won't assume this will be a daily occurrence and you'll continue to make your daughters lunches so she never goes without, however, it'll be no extra trouble for you to make double the batch of baked goods than usual. After all, you usually account for the fact that she'll be sharing with friends and classmates anyways.

However, you're now determined there will be enough delicious snacks for Reina to share not only around at school, but also some treats for her sweet friend Izumi to take home for her generous parents. Perhaps, you think, it might be prudent to include a short message, thanking the man for his thoughtful effort.

Silent gratitude isn't very much to anyone ~ (So I hope you and your family will accept these.) Thank you for your kindness, Miya-san.

Osamu blinks, unaware of the small smile that curves his lips as he reads the delicate, handwritten note carefully wrapped around one of the cupcakes Izumi brought back home today. There are only three of the original twelve left, apparently, but the one he's just bitten into is as incredible as expected.

If he's correct in his assumption from the note addressed directly to him and included with today's delightful treats, then the little girl's mother has picked up on his small action and is returning the gesture to convey her thanks. The thought is confirmed by his daughter explaining that one of each of the three cupcakes is for their family.

Three for their family? Hm. Well, it's just him and Zumi, but he's sure his brother will be all over the remaining offering when he visits tonight. If there's any left for him that is. Probably won't be, it's really just that good and anyways, he doesn't need Atsumu nosing his way into this simple exchange as it is.

The following day, Friday morning, Samu pens back his own note, assuring the woman that no thanks is necessary. There's no reason for her to express her gratitude over what's really such a simple action for him.

That evening, he and Zumi enjoy some quality mochi delivered in a white, rectangular box with a pretty decently hand-drawn background scene at a spring festival on the cover. Two little girls, one that looks remarkably like his daughter and the other like her best friend, hold hands in the centre of the street dressed in traditional yukata and sharing a box of what he assumes is mochi.

As they much into the chewy treats, he watches and listens as his daughter points out the bright colours she and her friend chose to fill into what was apparently initially a blank canvas for them to colour on. Her delight at having a pink and grey yukata, even if only in a drawing, prompting him to make a mental note about looking into the clothing and any upcoming festivals.

Osamu makes a point of saving the box, childlike scribbles over the simple sketch leaving a warm feeling in his chest and a slightly wider smile gracing his mouth.

The response he receives the Monday evening (from his penned message the Friday before) is enough to prompt a full smirk that, this time, doesn't go unnoticed by him. The woman showed an interesting sense of humour and gracious acceptance with the first cupcake note. Then, a sweet and thoughtful disposition with the drawing included as part of the soft treat for the girls Friday.

But now, Samu sees a challenging firmness in her reply to his easy brush off of her thanks, delicate lines yet again adorning the small card carefully tucked into a pretty red ribbon that's tied around and decorating another white, rectangular box.

Feeling gratitude and not expressing it is like wrapping a present and not giving it ~ So please accept this gift without concern.

Sitting inside are four differently coloured, rounded treats that look familiar but he can't place off the top of his head. A quick search identifies the delicate confections as macarons, the colorful delights an absolute wonder as the airy crunch of the top and bottom shells simultaneously give way to a firm filling with the first bite, the sweet flavour almost dissolving on his tongue.

He and Zumi finish the box off in minutes, three of each flavour included to a total of four different flavours, so both he and his daughter each get seconds of their respective favourites.

The next morning, filled with anticipation at what new surprises you might include with the goods you send today, he's fully aware of the grin that stretches his face as he writes out a note of his own for you to receive later this evening.

The macarons were inspiring. Izumi and I definitely won't turn away any gifts you'd like to send our way. I wonder... what other surprises do you have up your sleeve? I sent a little something your way to inspire you too. - M. Osamu

The neatly written note returned, once again, on the back of the small rectangular card you'd last sent, brings a warm smile to your face. The various onigiri that came along with it, apparently with specific instructions communicated from Izumi to Reina that today's additional quantity is set aside for you specifically, stretches the amused curl of your lips into a delighted grin.

You split each of the four different types of rice balls with your daughter, listening to her input on the delicious food as she points out her order of most to least favourite. Although there's not a single one you wouldn't eat on any given day if given the choice, the food is simply divine.

Your note the following day is a compliment to the chef, with a cheeky inquiry as to what deities one must pray to in order to make food like that. His response is a swift rebuttal asking what cruel gods bless some with the skills to cook but others with the skills to bake, ironically echoing your own thoughts from the previous week.

So goes the back and forth for weeks, notes getting cuter, sassier, and more personal as jokes, challenges, and encouragements alike are enclosed among the lunches of two excited little girls, their own bond strengthening with this unique camaraderie between their parents, until you feel the peculiar sense that you know the man on the other end, without ever even having actually met him.

Then, one day, three weeks into the first exchange, you receive a note that makes your heart beat in your throat at the unspoken challenge which raises the stakes of the now familiar routine. It's a simple response to your unassuming request for the onigiri recipes you initially received as the first returned delight, a meal you and Reina have been craving since the first taste.

I can do one better and teach you. xxx-xxx-xxxx. - Osamu

There's no reason to be shy or hesitant, is there? After all, it's a kind offer that will only serve you and Reina well with your future attempts at her lunches. You can't count on Miya Osamu's kindness forever.

Fingers still shaking, you dial the number enclosed within and find the call picked up before the first ring even finishes.

"I wasn't sure ya'd actually call."

Oh, wow, that's a voice to melt hearts alright. You're still smiling as you immediately reply in beat, with the easy familiarity of your shared repartee over the last few weeks, "With an offer like that, how could I not?"

He's quiet for a second and you start to lose your smile, suddenly worrying that perhaps you've acted too familiarly with a man that's all but a stranger and offended him. But his next words, slowly expelled in a lazy but thoughtful drawl, have your heart beating fast for an entirely different reason, "I had a feeling ya'd sound as pretty as ya write."

Now you're the one that's silent but it's entirely because you're at a loss for words, this quietly charming man having stolen them right from the tip of your tongue.

A low chuckle breaks what you realized was actually somehow still a remarkably comfortable silence and then his delicious voice reaches you again, "I hope I didn't scare ya voice away. It'd be a shame now that I've only just heard it."

Okay so he's maybe much more of a flirt than the subtle hints you'd noticed over the notes, but then again, they were delivered through your daughters as messengers so it would be reasonable he would have toned it down. Then again, what kind of man flirts with a woman he's never met previously? He doesn't even know what you look like. Have you captured his interest solely through your mutual correspondence?

You almost snort, catching your thoughts and feeling like you're the main character to some historical romance. Maybe during a world war era. Mutual correspondence. Right. What are you even thinking? He's got you flustered already.

"Funny. I would never have imagined you would sound so pretty from the way you write." You're tempted to arch an eyebrow with your audible smirk but then you remember that it's not like he can see it.

"Ya think my voice is pretty, do ya?" His tone is full with soft satisfaction, "Maybe ya can tell me if it's better in person."

"And here I thought the offer on the table was for learning a delicious recipe."

You swear you hear the smile in his response, "Sounds like yer in either way."

"Sounds like I am." You concede in mock resignation but you're painfully aware that your words and following sigh sound more like a promise.

You and Reina find the charming storefront quite easily from Samu's instructions. It's finally the weekend, several days since your first call with him, and your handwritten notes have now upgraded into convenient, daily text messages.

He's definitely confident and teasing but not quite the overt flirt you briefly considered he might be from a few days ago. In fact, he's more calm and grounded, even if he can be a smooth talker, but you've quickly found that what came across as flirtatious was actually just him being honestly direct. Which is both exciting and flattering enough to make you nervous for this first real meeting today.

A soft chime sounds as you open the door to usher Reina through before following her in yourself. The first thing your eyes land on is a small girl running to your daughter like a heat seeking missile and the two collide in an adorably sweet hug, somehow understanding each other while seemingly talking simultaneously.

With a small smile on your face, you take a moment to survey your surroundings and find your bearings in this unfamiliar space. It's not an overly large area, focusing more on a cozy, comfortable atmosphere emphasized by the deliciously welcoming smell of various foods that make you feel right at home.

Your eyes run over the bar with stools lined against it before you do a double take, finally noticing the dark haired man that's leaning with his arms crossed against a door frame beyond it, watching as you examined his space.

He must be able to tell he's slightly startled you as an amused smile stretches his lips and he dips his head ever so slightly in greeting. "Welcome to Onigiri Miya."

"Thank you for inviting us, Miya-san." You bite your lip at your automatic formality, already certain what he's going to say next.

And he doesn't disappoint, eyebrow arching as he uncrosses his arms and, finally, steadily makes his way towards you, "I already told ya to call me Osamu. Or Samu."

Now you're smiling again because the situation is definitely out of the ordinary, the level of familiarity you feel with a man you're seeing for the first time can only be considered unusual. You take a moment to study him as he stops just before you, tall build with broad shoulders and a handsome face that looks like it belongs on a heartbreaker not a homemaker.

Your fingers itch to push back the locks of his hair peeking out from under his dark cap and falling over on side of his forehead, if only to have an excuse to run your hands through it. But that's definitely not appropriate no matter how comfortable you might already feel with this easygoing man.

"Right... Osamu, then. And of course, you can call me Y/n."

"Yer name and looks suit ya, just like yer voice and handwriting." He's got a small smile on his own face now and you're not sure if he's aware he basically just called you pretty. He doesn't really seem to do this on purpose, from what you've gathered.

You beam at him regardless and volley back, "Well, I can say the same for you too."

And for a brief second, that small smile splits into a quick grin that stutters the already erratic beat of your heart. Oh yes, this man is certifiably lethal in all the best ways.

"I'm happy to hear it. Now, let's sit ya down with the girls while I grab some things."

Izumi has already led Reina to a table by the window and Osamu gestures their way as he moves to lock the door behind where you came in and then moves off to the kitchen behind the bar again.

You notice with a little apprehension that the girls are sitting next to each other on one side of the booth still giddily talking together (although not over each other anymore) about friends and weekend plans and such, but you're not going to be the anxious oddball that separates them for seemingly no reason. Even if you're already sure of the overthinking you'll be doing at the thought of Samu sitting next to you in the booth.

He doesn't seem to think about it at all as he easily slides in, smoothly setting a plate and a tray with cups, glasses and a couple pitchers on the table just as you feel the left side of his body line up against your right. Okay, yeah, because this is totally normal for you. Not.

You hope neither he and especially not either of the kids can tell you're flustered, even as you feel the heat creep up your neck and flirt with your cheeks. Yup, normal day, normal day. Just a regular day with a new friend.

"Here ya go." You just hold yourself back from jumping when he hands you a cup from the tray and then leans over to pour what looks and smells like tea from one of the pitchers. If you're not going crazy, he's pressed even more against you for those long seconds, completely in your space even if it's not unwelcome.

He either knows exactly what he's doing or he's just one of those people that's never paid mind to polite social norms and rules of conduct that many prefer. While you're calming yourself down, he's already poured the girls juice from the second pitcher into their glasses and set out quarter plates in front of everyone.

You finally focus enough to take in the still steaming gyoza on the plate he'd placed down in the middle with confusion and ask, "I thought we would be making onigiri and eating it for lunch?"

"Of course, but I couldn't put ya to work on an empty stomach."

"Mhm." You give him a dubious look, you might have mentioned your early breakfast in one of your texts to him this morning, but you have a feeling that this is also an effort to make you and Reina feel comfortable in this space together instead of getting right into the cooking lessons planned for the day.

It's an incredibly thoughtful effort and that warm flush is threatening you again so you choose to tease him and deflect instead, "Somehow, I feel it's more about your empty stomach but okay, let's go with your version instead."

You lose the fight with the flush and flutters when he chuckles at your sassy retort, especially since you literally feel the vibrations melt from his body and into yours with the way he's still somewhat pressed into you. Does the man not have enough space in his own booth? Actually... you notice you can move closer to the window yourself since there's quite a bit of space on your side too but, then again, it would be a little obvious to shift now.

The girls pick up the fried dumplings by hand with happy exclamations as they bite right into theirs, you and Osamu following suit but not before placing another two on the plates in front of each of them and then splitting the remaining ones between you.

With a dip into the soy and vinegar sauce (chili excluded for the girls), you quickly bite into the first one and savour the sudden burst of flavour in your mouth. Oh wow, yes, this is exactly what your cooking is missing. This addictive, tasteful quality that makes you want multiple helpings of whatever's being served.

With a glance from the corner of your eye to the right, you meet Osamu's eyes studying your reaction and decide to ask the question on your mind, "You made these yourself right?"

"I did."

"Okay, they're hands down the best gyoza I've ever had." You compliment him genuinely before giving in to the urge to  tease him yet again because the flutters are back, if they ever even left, and you can't have him knowing just how much he affects you, "But who ever heard of serving gyoza in an onigiri shop?"

He must catch the light, teasing tone because he just smirks and throws right back, "Well if they're as good as ya say, maybe I should expand the menu."

"Oh no, don't do that!" You laugh with wide eyes, "Then Reina and I will never find space when we try to come back here during regular hours! Actually, I'm sure you're already always packed, hm?"

"Some days and times less than others, but there will always be space for the two of ya whenever ya want to visit again."

Oh yeah, it's a losing battle, the flutters are a full on tsunami of feelings now. Just push it away and chill. But then he adds, "And I can teach ya this recipe too. Anytime there's something ya like or want to try, just let me know. I'm sure we can make an amazing cook outta ya yet."

Your mouth drops open followed by your blurted question, "Why are you helping me so much? I'm sure this is a lot of time and effort for you too."

You hear the girls' conversation pause as they pick up on some subtle change in either your body language or demeanour, but Osamu's calm eyes just meet your wide ones, his lips sliding into a soft smile, as he simply answers, "Because I like ya."

You feel like you're back in grade school because you want to ask if he means that he 'like' likes you or just... likes you. But there's no way you're going to ask that question, not only because it feels a bit asinine but because that's not a conversation to start in front of both of your daughters.

You look over to the girls who are watching with beaming smiles, maybe happy their parents are good friends just like the two of them, and you return their wide grins with a reassuring one of your own before looking back into steady grey eyes. "Well, I really appreciate your help. Thank you, Osamu."

"I'd say no thanks needed, but I've been down that road before." Another quick, heart-stopping grin graces his face, this one almost as roguish as his tone is playful. He's definitely referring to your initial correspondence when you made a firm point against his initial brush off, as if his actions in making extra lunch for your daughter to enjoy wasn't incredibly thoughtful and certainly out of his way.

"Well you certainly catch on quick. Let's just hope I can say the same." Your playful smile turns into a grimace at the thought of how difficult it might be to actually improve your skills. Maybe it's just a question of talent? Maybe you're just never going to be able to reproduce food like him.

But he glances over to catch your frown just in time and reassures, "I know what I'm doing. Soon enough, you will too. Just say you'll keep supplying me and Zumi with yer baking every once in a while when ya don't need us anymore."

You know he's probably joking with the last part but you hadn't planned on stopping. You love to share the goodies you bake with the people in your and Reina's life, it makes the two of you pretty happy so you're sure Izumi and Osamu will be able continue enjoying your baked goods to their heart's content.

"Izumi will definitely get her share of sweets and snacks every day." You send a smile her way when she hears you and bounces excitedly in her seat but then you force yourself to drop it and face Osamu with a challenging look instead, "But you... well, I guess we'll have to wait and if you're as good as you say and maybe then you can get some too."

He places a closed hand to his chest as if he's been struck, the girls laughing at his overdramatic reaction, but his widening smile gives him away. You look at each other for a suspended moment, with shared amusement but also the teasing heat of something else reflected in his achromatic eyes, which makes you certain he picked up on the unintended double entendre in your words.

"Sounds like a promise." Then with an arched eyebrow at the empty plates and cups in front of everyone, Samu asks, "So shall we get started?"

You agree, helping him clean up the table and he takes the opportunity to help you and Reina familiarize yourselves with the kitchen. The rest of the afternoon is spent in an equally easy cadence as he does indeed walk you through the steps of making his recipes, flavours included.

He starts with the simplest option, yaki onigiri, which is just fried rice shaped in a triangle or oval, and then demonstrates how to make and add a few of your and Reina's favourite fillings in to change and enhance the flavour. The girls enjoy making their own mini rice balls alongside the two of you and the time flies until you're all back at the table and having the onigiri you've just made for lunch.

You can't deny there's an improvement already but your little rice balls are still nowhere near the level of skill and flavour of Osamu's, even though he and the girls all assure you that you've done a great job. You accept their compliments with a smile and the determination to keep at it on your own time until you improve even further because Reina deserves better than even this.

By the time you finish eating, the girls are unsurprisingly tired out and choose to stay at the table to watch a Disney movie with Izumi's iPad. You can't help but smile in amusement while watching Osamu grab the thing from behind the bar, tapping away on the clunky looking device which is perfect for Izumi with a thick, pink rubber cover protecting it from grade-schooler level damage.

After the movie's been set up for the two worn out little munchkins, you and Osamu head back into the kitchen for him to show you how to make the gyoza and the next hour slips away with more teasing jokes, increasingly heated looks, and slightly bolder touches.

You can close your eyes and now know the feel of Osamu's hands on yours, demonstrating how to properly fold and pleat the wrappers. You can still feel the heat of his chest brush your back from when he leaned around you to pick up an empty bowl to place in the sink, and you're pondering on what feels like a heated brand on your hip where he lightly curved one hand to shift you over.

You can't deny your attraction to the man, a slow fall that you should have seen coming from the excitement of receiving his words every day until you were eagerly expecting the notes, to this first meeting where he's everything you expected from reading between his lines and even more.

Since the girls are pretty much full, you and Osamu clean off the new batch of gyoza between the both of you - him more than you, which you tease him about again. All the while, you're panicking about this new realization of your feelings, given that you're seriously crushing on a man who might only mean to help as a newfound friend and maybe you're the one reading too much into his interactions.

It's not until you've helped him clean up, collected the girls, and are watching him lock up the shop that you get some semblance of an answer.

"Thank you again Osamu. This was not only very instructive but Reina and I had a great time today."

He's holding Izumi's small hand in his, similar to Reina's in yours, and his other hand stretches up to rub at the back of his head, his arm bent at the elbow. When he speaks, it's not a direct response to your gratitude but a question instead, sounding somewhat unsure himself for the first time today, "How about next time we have a date that's more fun than instructive?"

Your jaw almost drops in surprise but you quickly collect yourself because he's still looking a little worried, maybe because he thinks he's overstepping by calling this a date or maybe because he's not sure you'll want another one even if you do accept that.

Your smile is quick to light up your face and, with a light squeeze from Reina's hand to yours accompanied by her and Izumi's giggles, you happily reply, "Just let me know when and where, and it's a date."

He grins again, the third time today your heart stops at what you're sure is usually a rarer sight since bodies aren't always dropping to the ground around him (that you've heard of). "I think I might already have something in mind."

"Oh yeah?"

"Yeah, but let me look into it and get back to ya."

"Sounds like a promise."

With your final reply, a borrowed echo of his words to serve as a temporary goodbye, you and Reina split away from Izumi and Osamu. Heading for your car with once last look behind you, you're pleasantly unsurprised to find a flash of gunmetal grey also glancing back your way. Later that night, finished with your and Reina's joint skincare routine and having tucked her into bed, you find the expected message waiting for you.

A/N: Okay wow I had SO much fun with this one! I hope you all do too <3 It's not triple edited per usual so please do let me know if you catch any errors or issues. No promises but probably dropping Atsumu’s First Meeting next ;)

Taglist: @yatoatyourservice, @crayonwriting

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[ducktracy]

can i just say you genuinely give me so much hope? your wacky and carefree personality, your uniquely lovely writing style, and lest we not forget your ABSOLUTELY olympic art?? your interest in looney tunes sparked mine, and well, here i am craving oldies and much more! im striving to recreate the golden age style that you mimic so well! your art is SUCH a fresh breath of air, by the way. and the fact that you're pursuing your dream job? AND it was your first one nonetheless?? absolutely gives me hope for my 3d animator goal, keep up the jovial attitude, my friend! you've done a lot to influence me C: 🐣

i’ve been on Tumblr for 9 years (i know.) and have received literally THOUSANDS of asks, and in all my time this is by FAR the kindest, most gracious, considerate, inspiring, moving, compassionate, and lacrimal fluid-inducing ask i have EVER GOTTEN!!!

AAAAAAAAHHHHH!! i don’t even know WHAT to say or where to begin!! 🥲🥲🥲 i guess thank you would be a good start, so THANK YOU!!! thank you thank you thank you thank you!! i can’t stress that enough!

i really am so humbled and honored you’re able to find so many good qualities!! not to get TOO down or self deprecating, but these are all aspects about myself i’d never pay a second thought to, so to hear that i can influence and inspire and MOVE people to leave such COMPASSIONATE messages as these??? it genuinely brings a tear to my eye and i’m sitting here trying to fight it back HAHAHA 🥲🥲🥲 what kind and generous observations!! i genuinely don’t know what to say!

i can’t say HOW excited and happy i am to hear that you’re interested in some good ol’ oldies!! LT is such a treasure trove of history and there’s something new to learn at every single corner, it’s such an exhilarating adventure—and that’s only LT!!! ALL animation studios have such a rich history worth exploring!! it’s almost overwhelming but in such a rewarding way!! i’m SO HAPPY to hear you’re along for the ride—ENJOY IT!!

AHHHHH 😭😭😭 i’m so happy to hear my art can inspire you too!! i’m still striving to hit that vintage style JUUUUUST right, it’s a process, but if i hit the mark right away it wouldn’t be as fun! there’s something very comforting and endearing but also FUN and a little off kilter about it too, and that’s what i strive to hit—cozy but energetic! i’m genuinely so happy to hear all of this!!

3D ANIMATION SOUNDS SO FUN!! i am VERY very lucky to be doing what i do, this year has been such a wonderful surprise!! i actually had to turn down ANOTHER dream job offer recently which was probably the hardest choice i ever had to make 🥲 but if anything it’s a nice little ego boost! HAHAHA AHHH BUT SERIOUSLY THANK YOU!!! i’m a very lucky case, but if anything, working on SB as my first job and having 0 experience at all has taught me that things are much more possible than they seem!! i’m CONFIDENT that you’ll make an EXCELLENT 3D animator and i absolutely wish you the BEST OF LUCK!! YOU GOT THIS AND I BELIEVE IN YOU!!

it is SO SWEET that you’d take the time to write something so kind and so thoughtful!! this really made my entire day, week, month, year, decade? messages like these remind me of why i’m doing what i’m doing, and they’re a very much appreciated reminder in times like these where unnecessary negativity and vitriol seem to be growing at every corner. it can be easy to fall into that trap or be bogged down, but this reminds me to be resilient and to keep on keepin’ on, so GENUINELY, i CANNOT thank you enough.

this is an ask i’m going to save for a very, VERY long time and look back at it quite periodically for a boost. thank you SO MUCH and i hope you have a WONDERFUL day!! 🦆🦆🦆🦆 (i was going to respond with that baby chick emoji because it’s so CUTE but i saw the duck emoji first… isn’t that always how it goes 🦆🦆🦆)

[unprocione]

it's always a joy to discuss and hear your big brain takes but it's obvious you've put a lot of thought into your portrayal of leon - his core characteristics, his background, his habits, his issues or relationships with others. you give the credit and weight to the things that deserve them but also keep that fun snark to him. your writing is wonderful and it's very refreshing to see someone else who also can't shut up! i'm looking very forward to seeing more!

god this means. so much. i've been holding onto this ask and going back and looking at it when i need it. i've been dealing with some real bad self-esteem issues recently? it's all dumb but there's alot of pressure from all sides right now in my life and roleplay is kind of the only outlet i have right now, so it means alot that the small bits of energy that i get to keep to myself right now, and choose to put into leon, are appreciated.

i'm having alot of fun with leon in all honesty, more fun than i've had writing other characters in a long time. he feels like a character that i can really make my own, and there's so much potential with him to interact with everyone else that i never really get bored! sometimes i get too into my own head and go quiet, but i have so much going on in the background for leon that i always find myself returning to when i'm upset and stressed and get to turn it over and over again for comfort until i feel ready to pen it all down and share it.

and people... actually enjoying it is like.. cathartic? and not only cathartic, it's like.. i don't know, there's alot of emotional connection for me in roleplay that i don't get in life because i'm always so tied up in super serious stuff, so when i write all these complicated situations with leon and go into detail with his bonds and his history, it puts me in a good headspace mentally and exercises my brain instead of staying in robot-mode as i call it and slipping into depression again.

i'm having so much fun writing with your heisenberg, and writing with you generally, and just talking overall. roleplay, it was more about what other people wanted than what i wanted for a long time, and i was kind of just trying to keep everyone happy so i had friends so i would do what they wanted instead of what i wanted, (most of the times it was ships, so i'm learning that not everything has to become a pairing for people to be having fun with my writing) and it feels alot more my own thing now since we've started plotting and since i've been hanging around you and cj both. i used to get alot of shit for how important or how interested in things i would get, from ex-friends and other roleplayers, and it kind of crushed me down for a while, and i'm healing from that now but god reading you and cj's headcanons and roleplays are like a breath of fresh air. maybe that's silly but i don't get alot of time for hobbies so what i do get time for i get really introspective and sentimental about? i'm always excited to see the little notification pop up on my phone that you or cj has posted something, or reblogged something.

there's so much i want to do with leon! i want to do more with his bonds with krauser, and ada, and chris, and sherry, and kevin and cindy both! i have no intention anytime soon of shutting up! you've inflicted a curse on roughly a hundred people who follow me, what have you done! when will you be held accountable for your actions!!!

thank you for this sweet message, seriously, this has been doing some work in my inbox for encouragement.

[isthatbloodonhisshirt]

Hi! I have a couple of questions about Actions Speaks Louder, I completely understand if you choose not to answer or if takes awhile for you to get around to this ask since i see you've been busy and just because I love your fic it doesn't make me entitled to anything. But! I'd feel very honored if you humored me! This is probably the 6th or 7th time ive read Actions, it's embarrassing, but this fic kinda feels like home. It's my comfort fic and I'm soso in love with it. So everyone who just meets him, stares at stiles. and I know the most obvious reason is because their amazed at seeing the last living spark. But I don't think it's ever been stated if stiles actually does look any certain way because he's a spark. Like how elves have pointy ears, or how werewolves get weird side burns when theyre in beta shift. (Actually now that I remember, he does get weird markings with different spells he does) But Is stiles maybe strangely paler than everyone else? Or are his eyes just a bit more rounder and bigger and a brighter brown to the point you can tell he's something other than human? Like, what do other people think/see when they look at stiles? Idk if this is rude, but I wish I could write. I have so many ideas I've been thinking for this story lately, I'd love to add my own second part. Or more like my own little fanfic for this fanfic. (Of course itd be with your permission and consent but sadly I can't write so it's all just day dreams and thoughts I fall asleep to) Even if you dont answer, I also wanna say thank you so much for writing this fic. I hope this makes sense, but this fic is to me what Harry Potter is to others. I don't even like Harry Potter, this fic is 1000x better. Sorry for the long ask, I hope you have a good day!

Greetings Anon o/

First off, you’re a sweetheart, thank you very much, for real ;~; I am literally super slow at replies lately in all ways and I feel like crap over it but general comment to say if you messaged me or sent me an ask and I haven’t replied, I am not ignoring you, I am just in the negative numbers for spoons and doing my best |D

But that aside! I always find it mind-blowing when people say they’ve read Actions more than two times, thank you so much ;~; That’s seriously amazing and I appreciate the support, thank you!!!

With regard to your question, Stiles doesn’t look any different :) The people working for Deucalion who caught up to him were in awe because they knew he was the Spark so they were like O_O at the sight of him. The people in Beacon Hills also knew he was the Spark, so they reacted accordingly, but he doesn’t look any different. It’s why Satomi and Ennis and all of the teachers he had didn’t realize he was the Spark (until he did something to out himself), because he looks like anyone else.

Mason could tell he was different, but that’s because he had his own type of magic, and he could see things with the naked eye that others couldn’t (like the curse on Derek, for example). But no one else could look at Stiles and just know. People had to already know he was the Spark to react the way they did, it’s why he was fine growing up moving around all the time. The only reason he kept moving was because Gerard and Deucalion (and others) were always looking for him and because they knew about his dad and Derek (and Laura), it was easier for them to follow their trail.

Stiles’ magic coming out differently is more just him not being able to control it at first. He got the electricity and the shadows and whatnot because his magic was reacting to his emotions, but once he started understanding himself a bit more closer to the end of the fic, that stopped because it was all about learning :) 

And you are super sweet, for real, thank you! I find it so awesome and kind that you want to write fanfic about a fanfic! Seriously, that’s a huge compliment, thank you so much ;~; And hey man, if you ever feel like giving a crack at it, you’re more than welcome. I’m sure you’re better than you think you are!

Seriously, thank you so, so much. I’m honestly super happy you like the fic so much and that you have questions about it because you’ve read it so many times <3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3

[psychelis-new]

pick a pile: "Your first hug/physical display of affection"

take a breath and choose the photo or number that calls you the most to read about what may lead you and your person to share your first physical display of affection, and of what type it may be. romantic partner includes: current partner, future spouse/partner, destined person. it won't be a romantic partner for everyone probably, but we'll find out during the readings. thanks @treesletters for the suggestion!

don’t take the reading too seriously. only take what resonates with you and leave the rest. if you're not called by any pile, let this reading slid as it may not hold messages for you. if you're called by more than one, there may be messages in each of those piles. remember that is a general reading and some things may not resonate with you. energies can change and readings are based on present ones (as you read); you're always in charge of your life.

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I think your first hug with your person may happen after you have been leaving some toxic mental pattern behind. You have been working on something, you've changed your ways in which you looked at life, you feel more positive about your future (and it could honestly also be cause of this person being in your life and supporting you, making you feel safe). This person brought a huge change in your life, they made you feel good about yourself and experience new emotions, a new way to look at relationships: they totally believe in you and appreciate you for who you are. And always remind you of your worth and that you need to be kind with yourself. They make you feel happy and in your power. They help you grow and support you while you are healing and working on yourself. Honestly it could even be you hugging them suddenly, cause they did something special for you (maybe gift you something on a special occasion): I see someone smiling happily and leaning onto this other person and hugging them in a very thankful and warm way (lot of sunlight here). It could even be that you both understand you've found someone special and you're glad the other is in your life. So, it's more of a friendly type of hug as for now, but it could also be the start for something else. For some, the hug may even have light shades of passion (or be the start for any of you feeling good about this connection and wondering if it can lead to something else. It may even make you wonder about the nature of your real feelings for this person: are they just a friend or something more?).

song: blood red | billy crabtree

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This hug seems more like an hug after a romantic date or something. It may happen at night, before wishing each other good night. I feel someone taller being well dressed and leaning down onto the other person's head, in a very gentle, kind, loving way. I am also smelling something sweet (it could be their perfume). this hug will be kinda emotional too, both of you may be feeling cozy, at home with each other and hugging will feel natural even in the beginning of your relationship (like first dates/meetings). You both seem to appreciate each other minds and mentality, your point of views, the way you see things. You seem fascinated by each other. You may even be different (physically, background, nationality...), but these differences aren't something that scare you: they feel okay, they just add to each other's mystery and you both seem to feel intrigued. It seems your communication is amazing and you can talk behind these differences. It doesn't have to be that you don't agree with basically anything the otehr says, but it could. But again, it is not bad for any of you. You're kinda learning from each other and this is something important for the both of you. It kinda feels fate has brought you two together, so that you could share something between you. Power couple for some. You both gain another point of view from the other and this adds to your personal knowdlege and you find it awesome. So the hug will feel cozy because of this. You may even hug/touch often, as a sign of support and love (esp. side hugs). You like to let the other know you're there by their side through physical touches. i think you may even start being physical not too far into the dates cause of this strong attraction/bond you feel for/with the other.

song: infrunami | steve lacy

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Honestly I cannot get much for this hug but it seems... It will be very sudden. You may be out with this person, and maybe a group of friends (of both or either of you) and you may end up to the arcade or any other place involving games you can play in teams or such. I see you two hugging as to celebrate your victory or any of you scoring a good point. Someone is literally sweeping the other off their feet. You may not realize it at first, as you're just thinking about your competition (honestly it could even be working -job/school- with this person and winning with your project or something like that) but right after, you may start feeling embarassed or even blushing... For some, your friends may start giving you weird looks (feels like they all know you two kinda share a connection or they feel your energies when you are together while you two don't or pretend not? Such a ff story!). Whatever the case, this hug will originate from a common win and let you realize the other's worth in your life, not just related to that game but in general... it will feel like after touching each other you will share infos and realize how much you care about the other, and how much you love them. Your more nurturing feelings will start pouring out, you will be more protective and welcoming towards the other, you'll see them with the eyes of love. You'll see how important they are. And you'll totally feel as you can count on them and work together again for something else, more romantic. It totally feels like this sudden hug will bring clarity and make things take a turn you may have never imagined. A sudden realization indeed.

song: just one day - short | deproducers

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This hug feels fated. It will bring a change in either of your lives. It totally feels unexpected, as if you were just walking and suddenly stumble upon something but someone nearby saves you from falling on the ground. This could totally be unrelated ofc, but the feeling is the same. So I think this could actually be someone already in your life, that maybe you have hugged already but didn't really do it with a thought. Or it could be someone from your past coming back in a new form/as a new person. Watever it is, it'll feel like this person will be there for you in a moment you'll need them to be. You won't need to ask them to, they will just be there, they'll know you need them. This person can totally calm you down, balance your mind and emotions, and help you breathe. They can come in and calm you, balance you, with just a few words. They're the earth beneath your feet. Feels like divine counterpart for some. This hug may happen after an exam or a test, this person will be there waiting for you and hug you/caress your hair, to comfort you. They will make you feel like you have nothing to worry and things are gonna be good. They may be your lucky charm. For some of you, you are trying to manifest this person hugging you, being into you (maybe you two aren't in contact atm or aren't connecting as you'd like to: you probably would love to be in a relationship with them and find them attractive, but you barely talk with them or are just friends/acquaintances. Maybe they're older too?). Honestly it can happen, if you'll be able to fight for this to happen. For a few others, this person has still to come into your life, but this too feels kinda fated (actually you may see them/meet them more than once in the same situation/place and start exchanging few words/looks before something else happen, and you find again each other when you need support - where the hug happens).

song: the unwinding cable car | anberlin

[redxblueihateloveyou]

Hey!! 👋🏽😄 I know you said in your last rant about SK8 and Reki and Renga that you were one of those people that always looks up and learns from others, but after your last Langa edit, I just wanted to remind you how immensely talented you are. I might have not seen your first attempts at editing, but I know how it looks like when you're barely starting something, and I'm sure everyone is proud of the progress you've made and many people looks up to you as the level of skill they want to achieve. You're doing amazing! 💖💖💖

Hi, my love!!!!!! ASDFSDFGHG that’s soooo sweet, thank you so much for saying this, it really means the world to me <3 Oh, haha I’ve deleted most of my old videos so it wouldn’t hurt anyone’s eyes lmao T_T I’m still a bit nervous each time I’m uploading my vids to the day to be honest, even with so many subs rn, but at first I really didn’t have any supporters at all and my god I sucked at this, but I guess the love for my fav ships was stronger apparently haha. So I always get silly happy at each nice comment and feedback, so thank you seriously. 

I really love love love vidding, Idk why but when smth comes out the way I wanted it’s a super addictive feeling for some reason, but many times I just looked at the final result and just threw it in the trash and started over and my god how many times SonyVegas crushed and didn’t autosave the project. I’m like Suga now, I’m pressing the save button each 2 minutes, cause don’t want to lose anything xD Being someone’s inspiration is truly an honor to me, I’ve got some messages that hit me too hard. Still feels weird bc I’m like “but do you know that I can’t even use photoshop tho, how do u like me now then?” lol.

I’m always drawn to talented characters, bc they amaze me, esp the humble ones. Like those who hate Haru or Lanaga just buffle me honestly. I understand that they’re pretty and talented and everything, but they’re also the sweetest and loveliest human beings, so like...??? And I adore those who don’t whine and get what they want. I just can’t help it. I’m a strong believer in the fact that "you can do anything if you put your mind to it”. So far it worked in real life so suck it lol.

People are also saying like Langa doesn’t deserve to win this and Haru doesn’t deserve to be in Olympics, like Langa didn’t snowboard since he was 2 and Haru wasn’t swimming every day since he was born. I’m like.. and you need to check in the mirror if your face is a shade of green. BTW I’ve also been in a professional sports for quite a long time since I was a little kid, ballroom dancing and adored it back then, and I did not get jealous at ppl who were talented than me, I was watching the tapes actually with a popcorn. And oh god those large competition events when you sit there for days and give it all, but then you’re like 296 out of 1000. Why was I proud instead of being sad? Idk xD It was fun.

So thanks for liking the vid, cause I even regretted uploading it a bit yesterday. Sadly everyone already knows that we lost this fandom to the middle schoolers being extra, so they do not care for anything each episode except for this ship, so that’s what I got for posting a just Langa vid:

And etc. and that just made me sad, cause I do not like such fandoms, like it’s not even related to the video, that I’ve been making... with love.  Also thanks for the "sama” title, I’m flattered, but editor only wants to vid matchablossom for now, so like there’s no need for any warnings. I’ve been in such horrendoes fandoms, that I’m immune to this. I also in fact didn’t know some keep ruining Langa’s page and saying that he steals Reki’s screen time... cause he’s aparently the only main character...? ...lmao? I didn’t even know Langa can be hated tbh. I wasn’t really ready for all the drama that followed me making a vid about him.

I’ve already deleted some comments, cause I’m like what this even has to do with the vid about Langa? No, I am not obliged to make a vid about Reki, too. What if I post a matchablossom vid, everyone will only start commenting “do renga”, cause fuck your efforts? I’m like... I hate such fanbases, seriously. I do not even know where this is going, but their fans are already pissing me off. I’m still trying hard for this to not affect my point of view about the ship, cause it’d be kinda unfair to them, but its getting harder each week istg.

And I maybe can’t take requests, but I love when some try to get me addicted on their ship with passion and great arguments. It happened to me with some nice ppl. But def not with agression and stupidity haha.

Cause apparently its one of the fandoms where you can’t NOT care for the main ship, even if you accept it for the only possible Langa ship (cause he doesn’t give a shit for anyone else, so like what’s the point), but it doesn’t do anything for you. I’m like... thanks for threatening. This will make me on board ASAP. Like it’s not the epitomy of love to me... I’m sorry? LMAO 

Some anon even sent me a “you’re dense” (literally thats it) ask after that Reki ask. I was tempted to write smth like “oh I’m sorry, this is the most epic love story of my life and his character is the most complex in the world and he’s the best friend and the most inspiring human being that ever hit my screen. can I become undense now? xD”. But you know I do not know if they’d realise the sarcasm and my pride sadly never allowed me to sell my life values for a bunch of 12 years olds to love me lol

My sister always laughs and jokingly says “but you’d probably get much more subs if you made a vid about this or that, but at what price that would be lmao”. Cause yeah, I never could make myself vid smth I do not like, cause I love vidding and do not want it to be associated with things I do not like, plus it’ll most likely turn out ugly, if I do not care. My mom says that she can feel love I put in my shipping vids that’s why she loves them. I really don’t think she’s wrong. But that also kinda makes me an idiot technically, cause I’m not into many of the popular ships, and some popular animes I just find really basic. 

Also I’m like 100% sure it ain’t happening, but even if they miraculously suck each other’s dicks while sitting on a skate board, I can still have the rights not to care at the end. Like did I sign some form where I’m obliged to love each and everyone canon gay ship even if it’s not what I like? Like gay is not the type of love in relationships. You can only care about his ass like Lan Zhan for example or you can only care about your ass. Like that’s different types of relationships, and whatever you like you like. So get all the way of people’s backs, please.

Also do ppl know that you do not need to be blind to the bad sides of the characters in your ships? Or you just gonna be like “I suddenly can’t see” for forever.

So really thanks for such wonderful message and liking the video and for the boosts when I need them and not being an ass to me if I’m not being obsessed with smth, when you like it. (like I think we have different ship in bnha, right? but we’re still doing great tho, thanks for being an angel <3)

I still didn’t expect this becoming a Voltron 2.0. situation tho. We in our twenties see everything differently, I guess. I do get extra about “their love is everywhere”, but I do not get extra by anonymously attacking ppl, threatening creators and yelling “queeerbating psychotic blind assholes if these two aint fucking by the end of the season I’m shaving my head and jumping out of the window and shoot the director. you do not ship it HARD? YOU DUMB FUCK. THAT’S THE BEST LOVE STORY IN THE WORLD”. Like damn, take your blinders off and see the world, kid. Firstly, it’s definitely not, secondly, ppl see love differently in general and at each age too.

Ah, also you must kill Adam, cause he’s a pedo apparently. Like he ain’t even a threat to your ship, unless you’re blind, but they’re still at it, like they do not know that this kind of age difference is literally nothing for an anime? And that there are canon ships with a huger age difference left and right, too. It’s like its their first time approaching an anime or smth. Like in anime world character can literally kill 1000 ppl with his bare hands and bathe in their blood and we can still stan them, depends on their story, ok? Also Langa couldn’t care less for his advances, so like separate Adam from your ship pls. Like, fuck off, if someone is interested in his character. Yeah, he’s a weirdo for reasons, but anime kind of weird do not apply to real life. Stop acting like you’re some purist, when later you’re gonna ship smth else and it suddenly will not apply. Also rules do not apply to animes, everyone knows they do not apply. These are not western cartoons, my god. And 24 years old flirting with 16 year old is defiinitely not the weirdest shit anyone has ever seen in the anime. Chinese BL has characters who were 14 and 30 when they met and happily married. Also FICTION is not life. Literally no one cares. If you’re scared for your saint eyes, do not watch animes, you’re gonna have a heart-attack from what you can see there. Also we’ve seen gayer bromances in animes, who are just bromances, so pls do not shoot anyone if it’s not canon.

So basically I was kinda pissed yersterday, cause fuck them for ruining the tag, but after chatting with my hommies and your ask, I’m okay again, I just have to avoid this fandom and stick to a tight community xD. I just got used to my nice fandoms and forgot for a bit about the precautions you need to take if you’re in one of those. You know. Who make a circus out of lgbt, instead of supporting it, and make other ppl hate being in fandoms.

P.S. sorry for this partially unrelated rant, your messages really always make my heart bloom, so thanks for supporting me, and I know you’re proud of my progress, too <3 and this makes me happy. LY

[convenientalias]

Ooh ooh! Hi! Any recs for the free self published romance novels you've been reading? If you prefer to keep it private, then it's ok too!

No one ever wants me to ramble about the self published romance novels I've been reading. This is a great opportunity. I will use it.

So I'm going to mostly ignore the "free" aspect here bc 1) I've been using a site called BookLending.com to borrow kindle books as well, some of which aren't free, and 2) sometimes I download books from Amazon while they're free and then the sale ends, so most romance ebooks I'm reading for free you can't get for free currently, but, with that in mind. Some good self published romance novels.

What I've been reading recently:

Lidiya Foxglove is pretty fun. I'd classify her novels as erotic romance probably, but she also has some interesting fairy retelling and epic fantasy worldbuilding elements going on. Most recently I read her novels Beauty and the Goblin King and The Glass Princess. She has a thing for BDSM, weird traditions, arranged marriages, poly, and courts being overinvested in ppl's relationships. I can't take her books seriously at all but I don't think you're really supposed to. I think a couple of her books are free??

Drake LaMarque, also pretty fun! They have a couple series about pirates with a lot of m/m and poly dynamics. Also fantasy, cults, witches, shapeshifting cats, vampires, merfolk, and so on and so forth. Again, a lot of sex. (Much like self pubbed romance has weirder stuff going on than trad pubbed romance, I find erotic romance often has the most fun tropey shit. But maybe that's just me.) I don't think they have any free books right now though unless you have KU.

If you do have KU, the last time I got KU I read and enjoyed: Ante Up by Christine Jones (gambling! tragic backstories! fucked up ppl being surprisingly compatible!), Redemption by Kenya Wright (typical escape-from-abuse romance, TW for rape and violence, but still has a lot of fluffy feels with the main couple), and The King's Spinster Bride by Ruby Dixon (I feel a bit embarrassed to rec this bc it is arranged marriage trash with a side of exhibitionism but then I remember my fanfic is also trash). All these novels being m/f.

I also read a fair amount of regency romance. Frankly it's not my fave but, well. There's a lot of free regency romance ebooks on Amazon lols. Most recently The Perfect Debutante and Hell Hath No Fury. Both were really 3/5 star reads for me, but they had interesting concepts and I liked the female leads. And I'm pretty sure they're still free, but I may be wrong about that.

All time faves:

Talia Hibbert! I know she's trad pubbed too now but I haven't read her trad pubbed books and I have read Bad for the Boss, Undone by the Ex-Con, The Princess Trap, and The Roommate Risk, all of which are great. Hibbert is a prime example of that hopeful, people-getting-along kind of romance I was rambling about earlier. I just like all her characters always. Hibbert generally has at least one ebook available for free--right now she has Damaged Goods, which I haven't read but which is probably good bc Hibbert is good.

Hildred Billings(/Cynthia Dane, her other pen name)! My go-to for asshole millionaire lesbians. Not all her books are equally good but they're all at least a 3 from me. Peak Billings in my book is On the Rocks, With This Ring, Crash and Burn, and the Ren'Ai Rensai series but have I read all her novels? No bc there's too damn many of them. Billings is especially good for rich lesbians, BDSM, complicated gender feels, complicated relationships in general, and bisexuality. Out of her free books (permanent ones--she has a lot of sales), I'd recommend Hold Me, the first book in the Jiai Jouwa series. I read it a couple years ago so I don't remember it super well but I remember being invested in the Plot. It was not a favorite but it was good.

Cole McCade! Now I'm straight up cheating bc yes I did buy his last book instead of getting it for free in any way. But he writes good romances. Idk they just have a lot of feelings and pretty language. He has this slow burn police procedural series that I've only read about half of that is fuckign excellent. In general you get a lot of angst, age difference m/m, angry sexual tension, and then eventually these slowly unfolding intimate relationships that are just very very sweet. I like his books very much. I don't think any of them are free but they are mostly cheap and also on KU.

More could be said, but I should really go to bed. If you're actually interested in reading a Hibbert, McCade or Billings that is not currently free, feel free to message me and I might be able to lend one to you via Kindle bc I own quite a few. LaMarque and Foxglove I borrowed from other ppl though, so I wouldn't be of any help there.

[dontreadthistrashgarbage]

Pt. 8

Guerin had curled up on her couch with a beer, playing music and scrolling through her social media and texting HEET, assuring them that she was unhurt and cheerful. Seyoon had texted her that he was on his way and she expected him any moment. She messaged him the code to her door so she didn't need to get up to greet him. It was late and she had just started to doze when she heard the beeps of her keypad. Straightening up and blinking her eyes open she saw Seyoon come in, this time looking showered and stylish. Rubbing her eyes she smiled, the gestured for him to join her on the couch.

He was relieved to see her so relaxed and smiled broadly as he kicked off his shoes and dropped his bag on the floor. Making his way over he sat next to her and cuddled up as she wrapped her arms around him and rested her head on his.

"Hi handsome." She said, kissing the top of his head affectionately. He wiggled against her, taking one of her hands, raising it to his mouth and kissing her knuckles before peering up at her.

"Sorry you had to wait up for me." He said, seeing her doze work it's way out of her system.

"You're working hard. Besides, I understand your hours. Today was just exhausting." She patted him.

He sat up and looked at her expectantly, not saying anything. She smiled, sitting up too to ruffle his hair, "I am actually really okay mostly. When it happened..." she grimaced and he took her hand again encouraging her to continue, "It was scary, seeing Charlie get caught in the crossfire like that. I wanted to fight whoever would hurt her like that. But it was just a kid."

"I thought you were pretty cool." He smiled, leaning into her slightly.

"Fortunately that seems to be the general consensus. Han Jisoo says that most of the feedback is in my favor, and with the court case wrapping up I can be reinstated as HEET's manager soon." She grinned.

"Noona! That's great!" He pulled her up into him for a big hug making her laugh. She enjoyed them holding each other before speaking again.

"It was kind of a scary moment to realize someone had been following us and filming." She said seriously. Seyoon leaned back to look at her and she pulled away, still facing him, finger tracing abstract patterns on her own knee absentmindedly. "Jisoo reminded me I'll have to get used to it." Guerin added, one corner of her mouth turning up in a forced smile.

Seyoon hesitated, licking his lips nervously before responding, "You don't... -have- to."

Her head shot up surprised, looking at him like he was crazy, "What?"

"You know." He said quietly not wanting to say it again. She stared at him incredulously, before getting swept up in impulse. Leaning in she stopped just short of his lips, wondering for a moment if it was the right time. Wow finished the thought for her, covering the rest of the distance between them. Their kisses before this had mostly been cute and chaste, this was different. She had been moved by his gesture, reminding her in spite of his own desires that she didn't need to struggle in that particular aspect. The thought hadn't occurred to her, and her heart dismissed the option as she had looked into his eyes. Her physical reaction was purely instinctual, as was his. Her hands went to his torso as their kiss deepened, then moved to cling to his back as he pulled her closer against him, into his lap. One hand migrated to his head, fingers entangling in his hair as she pulled him gently back moving lower to kiss his neck, pushing him with her body until he lay back on her couch under her. His eyes closed and he bit his lip as her hands continued wandering down his chest, feeling his hard lines.

She forced herself to pause, sitting up and looking at the stunning man under her. He opened his eyes, lips slightly parted as he breathed deeply and grinned at her sheepish expression.

"I guess that's my way of saying I want to learn to get used to it." She laughed, running her hands through her own disheveled hair, embarrassed.

"I don't think I got the message. Let me check again." He said, sitting up abruptly and reversing their positions on the couch.

"Hmmm, speak up would you?" She said, reaching up and pulling him toward her.

The sun was setting as Guerin waited by the corner she and Seyoon had agreed to meet at. Perpetually early she was taking her time watching the clouds, the color of the sky change, and the crepuscular birds swooping through the sky catching their dinner. Her lip tint today was a dark burgundy that completed her black outfit highlighted with a trendy tan long coat.

A wild magpie swooped down and landed on a fence near her which made her grin, "Hello Kacchi. Did you get your fill?" Guerin greeted the bird and pulled out her phone to take a picture.

"Did I keep you waiting so long you needed to make friends with birds?" Seyoon asked, approaching suddenly while she was distracted.

She glanced up at him then refocused on her picture, still smiling, "I'll always talk to anything." She pocketed her phone and turned to him, "But you'll see for yourself soon enough I guess."

They hesitated, not sure how to greet in public. After a beat Seyoon gestured the direction he wanted to go and stepped next to her as they began walking. She bumped against him playfully and he smiled at her as the awkward moment passed.

"Where are we going?" She asked curiously.

"Hongdae has some history for me, and you said you liked it too. I thought we could watch some busking, do some shopping, find something to eat." He trailed off with a shrug, "There's a lot to do."

"I love watching busking!" Guerin said excitedly, "When I first moved here I'd spend so many weekends coming to Hongdae just for busking."

"It's how A.C.E started." Seyoon mused, "We'd do dance performances and post on youtube."

"You've really come so far. You should be proud of yourselves, you worked hard." Guerin said, patting his head. As they walked into Hongdae proper the streets became more crowded. They stopped at a few shops, perusing clothes or jewelry. Seyoon had several times found the ugliest most ill fitting article of clothing and pretended to convince Guerin it would be perfect for him, insisting he could pull off anything. Unfortunately for him she began encouraging him to buy the items he chose so he had to make up reasons that he couldn't. In one the buttons had been stitched on with the wrong pattern and that was unlucky for singers. One pair of brightly colored pants that Guerin actually loved but they didnt have enough orange once he looked close enough. They went into a small arcade where Guerin displayed an incredible ability to be unusually terrible at crane games. Seyoon tried the claw machine as well, but before using it he pretended to plug in and communicate with it while Guerin giggled at his strange beeping sounds. He somehow managed to win a small cat plushie on the first try which he immediately handed to her.

"Because you suck so bad. Otherwise you'll never get a prize from here." He said, then dodged her with a laugh as she raised her hand threateningly before laughing herself.

A couple of times Seyoon was recognized and Guerin waited patiently off to the side while he greeted choice and took selfies with them. She had been nervous this would happen but the most rude a fan had been to her was to ignore her completely. Most of the others greeted both of them politely. The previous night Seyoon and Guerin had talked about what they would do if fans recognized them, so it was a relief to see it working out so well.

"Your fans are so lovely." Guerin said, as Seyoon rejoined her.

"Our Choice are the best." He grinned proudly.

Once they had reached the buskers Seyoon bought them a Tanghulu to share. Both of them had the habit of bopping along gently to the music as it played, and Guerin would sometimes sing along under her breath. There was a particularly sweet voiced singer that did a cover of HEET's debut song that she got excited about and left a hefty tip for, and she did the same for a dance group that did the choreography for Undercover. The performers recognized Wow and he chatted with them after the show to offer encouragement.

Guerin's heart was full from the evenings and encounters they had. As the night drew on Seyoon mentioned being hungry and Guerin dropped everything so the two of them could eat. They found a small hole in the wall restaurant that wasn't too crowded to order some chicken and beer.

Once their order had been placed Seyoon went through one of his bags, pulling out a small white cardboard box and pushing it across the table to Guerin.

"What's this?" She asked in surprise.

"A present. Open it." He sat back and smiled, watching her.

A silver star stud earring with a behind the lobe chain drop that ended with another star that Guerin had admired but ultimately decided wasn't worth the cost, and a dainty silver chain choker with a star in the center to match were nestled on the cotton pad inside.

"Seyoonie!" She gasped, pulling them out and admiring them, "Thank you, oh... wow." She absentmindedly exclaimed his nickname. He grinned wider at her reaction. "This is so much, you didnt need to do this."

He shrugged, "I thought it would make you happy."

"They're amazing, thank you." She was already reaching up to switch out one of her current earrings for the new one. Seyoon abandoned his seat across from her and moved onto the booth next to her, to help her fasten the choker. She turned to him, smiling and batting her eyes as she put up a peace sign. "How do I look?"

He reached for the dangly star, caressing it softly before making eye contact with her as he answered. "Perfect."

Her breath hitched in her throat as her stomach clenched and she bit her lip before she broke eye contact and looked straight ahead. She couldnt help but smile at the awkward private sensation she had gotten in a public environment. Through her peripheral vision she could see Seyoon still watching her as she got a grip on herself. Tentatively she reached for his hand resting on his thigh under the table, touching his pinky with hers delicately. He didn't hesitate to turn his hand and intertwine their fingers, resting their hands together back on his thigh. His leg muscles against the back of her hand distracted her until the food arrived and the two had to let go.

After they finished eating they continued wandering through shops. Guerin and Seyoon took turns sneaking physical contact with each other when no one was around or looking. Leaving a shoe store Seyoon suddenly took Guerins hand and pulled her into an empty narrow alleyway between two buildings. Holding her face he pulled her to him and kissed her. Despite being taken by surprise it didnt take her long to return the kiss, fingers holding onto the front of his shirt. They broke apart and Guerin looked around quickly to ensure no one had snuck up on them and met his gaze again. Pushing against him slightly she chastised him unconvincingly, "Seyoon-ah, that was risky."

"I couldn't fight gravity anymore." He wrapped his arms around her for a hug, resting his chin on her shoulder and nuzzling against her cutely.

"Mmm, yeah gravity can be a bitch..." she leaned against him, matching his affectionate embrace, "Do you want to... head to my place maybe?" She suggested lightly, "We can have a pajama party, watch a movie..." she trailed off leaving the rest up to interpretation for their future selves.

Seyoon nodded pulling away, "I need to stop by the dorm first."

They moved together to the main road where Seyoon hailed a cab.

"Come up with me. Everyone is out tonight." Seyoon said as the cab pulled up to his dorm.

"Won't that look bad...?" Guerin asked hesitantly.

"It won't be long." He said, then asked the cab driver to wait for them. She got out of the cab with him and followed him upstairs to the door.

"This looks nice." She said as he typed in their code.

"We got upgraded a couple months ago." He said, then opened the door for the both of them. She took off her shoes and meandered into the living room, debating for a moment whether she should follow him to his bedroom before she heard a scream and exclamations.

She moved quickly to the hall to see Seyoon standing outside a door, holding it closed with his back to it and looking shocked. "What happened?" Guerin asked. Seyoon looked at her, eyes wide and he let out a shell shocked laugh.

From inside the room she heard Jun's voice, "Hyung go away!"

"I need clothes." He responded sensibly.

"Come back later!" This time it was Charlie's voice.

"Charlie?" Guerin called out. Charlie groaned in embarrassment, "Charlie we have a cab running, Seyoonie just needs to get some clothes and we can go."

"Aaahhh... okay...." Jun sounded very disappointed. There was rustling as they moved around in the room while Guerin and Seyoon tried not to laugh audibly. The pair managed to calm themselves enough to look innocuous as the door opened and Charlie hustled out past Guerin to the living room. Seyoon peeked into the room again then disappeared inside. Guerin followed after her friend. She found Charlie sitting on the couch her face in her hands.

"Heeeyyyy..." Guerin hovered in front of her, the laughter threatening to come back, making the corners of her lips twitch. Charlie peered up at her friend from between her fingers, clearly blushing. As soon as they made eye contact they both began giggling, Guerin collapsed next to Charlie on the couch as they tried to keep it quiet.

"Oh my goooood I can't believe your shitty timinggg." Charlie said in english as they caught their breath.

"What did Wow walk in on exactly?" Guerin whispered curiously, keeping the conversation in English.

"We were in our underwear, I was straddling Jun." Charlie whispered, covering her face again, "thank god my back was to him."

"Oh geez that's nothing! I thought maybe." Guerin wiggled her eyebrows, "You know."

Charlie sighed, "I was kinda hoping we'd be getting there tonight."

"We'll be out of your hair soon and you can get restarted." Guerin offered a high five that Charlie half heartedly met.

Jun chose the next moment to come into the living room with a blank expression that looked like he was trying to internalize this latest trauma of his life. "Hello. Welcome." He said dispassionately not quite making eye contact.

"Hello Jun." Guerin slipped back into Korean. She pressed her lips together to keep from smiling. She kept struggling with finding something to say that wasn't teasing since he already seemed close to breaking. Jun sat on the other side of Charlie, casually moving a pillow over his lap and hugging it. Guerin almost lost it but turned away in time.

"I'll go check on Seyoon." She coughed, standing up and hurrying to the shared bedroom. Before she reached the far door, she passed an open door to an office. She paused curiously, it looked like a combination music and art studio. She stopped completely as she looked at some of the art on the walls.

"You can go in." Seyoon said suddenly. He had come out of the bedroom with a small bag and saw her looking.

"I'm sorry I didn't mean to pry." She felt embarrassed being caught in a mini snoop, "I just saw the paintings and..." she gestured unsure of the Korean words to express how they had captured her interest.

"It's our studio. We opted to have three people in the biggest room and use this one for creating." Seyoon explained, walking over and waving her inside. She took the invitation, stepping in carefully. The artwork wasn't always conventional and required interpretation, while some were simple and straightforward.

"Did you do these?" She asked. Guerin had done some homework on A.C.E when she had learned they would be promoting around the same time as HEET and remembered learning that Wow was very artistic. He nodded, looking at the pictures too.

"These are amazing, Kim Seyoon." She murmured. He looked at her as she unexpectedly used his full name. Guerin moved to the art desk to see a painting still on it.

The words "A.C.E" and "Choice" had been written in Korean, stylized as two figures. The Choice figure was walking in the lead, holding the hand of the A.C.E figure and holding a lamp with the yellow word "sarang" lighting the way. The darkness around the figures were more stylized words, eerily spelled out with jagged edges, dripping colors or washed out watercolors. Words like "doubt", "fear" and "failure".

"I finished that today." Seyoon stepped up next to her.

"It's beautiful. Meaningful and simple." She looked up at him, "This is for your fans right? The project you and Jun are working on?"

"This and a song. We finished recording it yesterday." He nodded. She moved in front of him and draped her arms over his shoulders. Instinctively his arms went to her waist.

"You're amazing, you know that?" She said, impressed with her boyfriend.

"I've been told." He said with a sassy tone.

She rolled her eyes but couldnt help but smile. Pulling away from him she patted his butt playfully as she walked past him. "Let's go." He wiggled after her happily as they left the office. They said goodbye to Jun and Charlie and went down to the still waiting cab. As it pulled away she saw three familiar figures as the rest of A.C.E walked up to the building their dorm was in.

"Oh no." Guerin pointed them out as Seyoon laughed. She texted her friend a warning hoping that she saw it before they resumed activities.

They opted to shower (separately) and go through their nightly skin care routines before settling in for a movie. Seyoon showered first and came out with his pajamas fully buttoned which Guerin found herself almost disappointed by. When she joked about it Seyoon offered to start undoing buttons but she rushed into the bathroom to avoid being distracted. After her turn she found Seyoon in the living room.

"Noona, you're not going to finish drying your hair?" He asked.

"No. It's short enough it'll dry on its own." Guerin only ever towel dried her hair enough to stop it from dripping before moving on with her life.

"You'll get sick! Come here." He motioned in front of him.

She went along with it and sat on the floor but not before saying, "You know thats not real right? It's not scientific."

He shook his head and grabbed the towel he had used for his hair, gently drying Guerin's. [It might be an old wives tale, but I could get used to this...] she closed her eyes, enjoying feeling his legs behind her and his hands in her hair. Until he started making odd patterns, moving her head around unnecessarily and making sound effects. She tried not to smile as she dropped her head backwards into his lap looking up at him.

"Seyoonie..." she said pretending to be stern. He leaned forward, kissed her forehead then dropped the towel on her face.

She jumped up and pushed him on the couch as they both laughed, he allowed himself to be pushed to the side and she lightly slapped his butt twice, "You are too much!" She laughed, pushing on his arm again.

"Noonaaaa!" He said in a suggestive tone, still grinning he bit his lip looking up and her and wiggled his rear end. Her mouth dropped in surprise and she inhaled suddenly before it felt like she couldn't remember how to breath. Covering her mouth with her hands she sat back on the couch and moaned.

"Seyoon-ah you're going to kill me."

He giggled and offered her a wink and finger hearts which got her giggling again. She fanned herself, shaking her head before standing and walking toward the kitchen, "Do you want some popcorn for the movie?"

"Mm." He grunted a yes, watching her in the kitchen as she started the microwave before getting up and joining her. He stepped up behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist and rest his chin on her shoulder. "This spot was made for me." He stated, rubbing his head against hers. Guerin leaned her head against his and they stood enjoying the embrace as she ran her fingers up and down his arms.

"Babe," She used the English word out of habit, "would you get the popcorn bowl." She saw the microwave countdown nearing zero and pointed to the appropriate cabinet. He unwillingly let go but did as she asked, getting the bowl down while the popcorn beeped ready. He turned it upside down and put it on his head before trundling back chanting "Babe." In English over and over again. She looked up at him and froze as he reached out to her. She pursed her lips trying not to laugh and let him sneak a peck on the lips before she snorted once with laughter.

"Why are you like this?" She laughed as he grinned and took the bowl off his head. She took her turn to kiss him, overwhelmed by how cute she found him before refocusing on dumping the popcorn into the bowl.

The rest of the night was spent watching a movie as they cuddled up closer and closer.

"I should go home." Seyoon said, stretching and then pulling Guerin, who had tried to sit up, back into him. She laughed and allowed it.

"You could stay." Guerin offered.

"Do you have extra pillows for the couch?" He asked.

"If you want the couch sure. But you could also come to bed with me." She murmured sleepily into his chest. He froze under her and she realized how that might sound, sitting up quickly.

"I meant, like. Just sleeping I didnt mean. I mean, I want to but, I want it to- I mean it's probably too soon for you and I get that so, like, I just meant-" She was interrupted by Seyoon putting a finger to her lips as he stretched again and sat up, replacing his finger with his lips. Guerin didn't take long to shift gears with him, opening her mouth with his as the kiss deepened and their tongues met. He helped her shift to lay back as he held himself above her with one hand. He used his free hand to guide her hands to his buttons, before reaching to the hem of her long shirt she wore as pajamas. He reached under the material, touching her skin tentatively. She interrupted her important job of undoing his buttons long enough to shuck her shirt off. Their lips met again, running his fingers all along her body. Once she had finished with his shirt she pushed it down from his shoulders. He sat up long enough to take it off completely and he caught her expression as she admired him.

"I know. I'm a snack." He used her slang from the previous week. Guerin's laugh was interrupted as he lowered himself to her neck, throat and clavicle. His hand brushed the fabric of her bra causing her to inhale with expectation, but instead he migrated back up, kissed her lips a few times teasingly and sat back again.

"We should go to sleep." He smiled darkly at her, knowing exactly what he had started. Hopping up he grabbed their shirts and trotted off to the bedroom leaving her behind in shock.

"Yah! You punk!" She finally recovered and chased after him.