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this-is-my-procrastination · 4 years ago

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hi honey! (●’◡’●)ﾉ could i request a oneshot with Dazai, and reader is just always sleepy? like if she sits still for longer than thirty minutes, she’ll be passed out? thank you!

pairing: dazai osamu x sleepy!reader

synopsis: sleepy y/n has trouble staying awake

request: hi honey! (●’◡’●)ﾉ could i request a oneshot with Dazai, and reader is just always sleepy? like if she sits still for longer than thirty minutes, she’ll be passed out? thank you!

a/n: omg im so sorry this literally took me 10 million years to finish!! i think i’ve rewritten this like more than four times at this point lmao but hopefully it turned out ok and you like it! as always, thank you so much for requesting ily <33

A pair of lips delicately brush your cheek. Your eyes flutter open, groggily blinking the sleep from your eyes as you slowly register the owner of the offending lips. To no one’s surprise, it’s Dazai’s smug face that beams back at you, grin softening as he teases, “Look who fell asleep again~ If you weren’t so cute, I might be offended y’know?” His playful pout causes you to giggle, your boyfriend already helping to make waking up so much less vexing than usual.

Retaliating to his teasing remarks, you attempt to ruffle his messy tuft of black hair but find that his head is sadly more than an arm’s length away, much to your dismay. Looking back down at your disheveled bedhead fondly, Dazai pulls you into his arms as you release a few indignant retorts. The movie you two were watching had been in its closing scenes, but when he looked towards you to ask your thoughts (and ask why you’d been so quiet after literally the first thirty minutes), he was met with your very cute, very endearing, very much asleep expression, eyes shut and mouth slightly ajar. Your head was adorably leaned against the crook of his neck, and he would prefer not to admit it, but he had spent more time than he realized just admiring your dozing features silently, appreciating and marveling at this human who made him feel so loved. Past Dazai would have scoffed at a serious romantic relationship that didn’t end in double suicide, but right now, the thought of not being able to spend peaceful moments like this with you was the most excruciating punishment he could possibly imagine. How could he imagine someone else when even just your sleeping face was so incredibly adorable to him?

Your freshly-awake ramblings brought him back to the present. Dazai lets his fingers drift and find its place loosely running down a stray strand of your hair, twirling it cheerfully as he listens to you continuing on.

You suddenly stop your rant, staring at him with an amused expression on your face before you gently prod his side, “What’re you so deep in thought about?” You pondered the possibilities, “Could you be thinking about what to eat? I’m pretty hungry too after that nice nap!”

“No, no,” Dazai dramatically denies your question, waving his hand dismissively, “Well - I’ll never say no to a snack, but I was actually mesmerized! You just look so cute when you’re sleepy~”

You playfully roll your eyes, nudging him with a teasing “uh-huh.”

“Is that why I can get away with falling asleep around you?” your smile is warm as you meet his eyes, and Dazai’s heart quickens just slightly, “I told you that you can wake me up since I sometimes fall asleep before I realize. I appreciate you always taking care of me though, Dazai. You’re a very good boyfriend for that~”

Your praise is music to Dazai’s ears as his lips quirk into a smirk, “Oh-ho, am I finally getting the appreciation I’ve been deserving? I’m glad you finally noticed!” Your boyfriend’s hand pats your head affectionately, and you laugh aloud as he plasters a quick sloppy kiss to your forehead.

You’re about to playfully call him out for his touchiness but your boyfriend’s chest immediately puffs out theatrically, “But don’t you worry! I’m self-sworn to protect my sleeping beauty for as long as I live - actually, even from the grave!”

Dazai’s sudden knightly attitude cracks you up as you swiftly duck out from under his hand. You grin widely at his antics before matching his energy with a statement fitting for a true princess: “oh, ya - uh! ok thanks buddy! so then, Sir Dazai, lead the way to the kitchen and let’s make a mid-movie - oh, never mind the movie’s over - a post-movie snack!”

Dazai’s cheers ring through your apartment as he eagerly yet still surprisingly delicately, always being careful to keep you unscathed and present by his side, grabs your hand and escorts you into the kitchen.

The plan was to make brownies. So, why is Dazai furiously beating a bowl of grainy “whipped cream” that he’d made using a combo of water and specifically granulated, not confectionary, sugar? Why is more brownie batter on cabinet doors than in the baking pan? Why is the salt tipped onto its side, spilling its entire contents into some kind of abstract shape on the countertop?

One reason: food fight. Maybe your abundant sleeping habits had finally caught up to you, but you had never felt as invigorated and actively mischievous as you had when you’d swiped some brownie batter onto your boyfriend’s face. It was worth it! You think. You thought. Dazai’s brown hues absolutely shined with mirth at your pathetic attempt of provoking him. You were prepared for him to laugh it off and call you adorable, maybe naive for playing with fire, but ultimately he would chuckle and move on. Except, that did not happen. Instead, he had immediately retaliated with an even bigger glop thrown into your hair, partly accidentally and partly to be a li’l gremlin, and oh boy, it just escalated from there.

The whipped cream Dazai had whipped up for “quick ammunition” was quickly used up - Dazai scooped it, and the heap had seemed to grow impossibly bigger with every additional spoonful. Currently, his smile was widening and creepily stretching ear-to-ear as his starry eyes zeroed in on your vulnerable form.

The ruthless battle continued for a while, but after finally agreeing to a truce, you both couldn’t help but stare at the resulting mess with equally blank stares.

“Mm... okgoodnightbabe! I’ll see you in the morning!” You almost trip over yourself as you flee, throwing a cursory glance at your incredulous boyfriend before giggling and rushing to close the bedroom door before he can follow. Dazai’s whining carries through the solid wood, but you playfully call back, “I’ll give you anything you want - just pleasee do the cleaning! And if it’s too much, come to bed and we can deal with it in the morning together, ok?”

You could clearly picture Dazai’s pout in your mind as the sound of his footsteps fades towards the kitchen. Smiling fondly, you quickly change into your pajamas and hop into your shared bed to wait for his return. However, listening to the distant clanging of bowls and whooshing of the tap water proved to be an effective lullaby, and you couldn’t help it as your eyes began to flutter and eventually stay closed.

By the time Dazai finishes cleaning, the dark night sky was starting to brighten and mix with the warm oranges and reds of sunrise. He quietly opens your bedroom door and is met, not really to his surprise, by your sleeping lump of a body. Dazai’s brows furrow slightly, but he quickly notices the open book laying by your form and realizes that you had been up waiting for him. He could also tell you by the blankets messily strewn around you - usually you preferred having them wrapped around you like a tight burrito.

At that, Dazai lightly chuckles, his heart warming at the thought. He takes his time putting on a fresh set of clothes and rolls his eyes as he ever-so-gently tucks the blankets over you. The bed shifts as he climbs in carefully, but Dazai quickly freezes as you start to mumble quietly. Your words are inaudible, even as Dazai strains his ears to hear any (possible) secrets that you could be spouting. Shifting restlessly, you roll around and suddenly shoot out your arm, making an interesting grabby motion. Dazai almost lets out a laugh as he wonders what in the world you could be looking for, but his eyes widen when you make contact with your boyfriend and immediately calm down, hand gripping his shirt loosely.

As your body relaxes, Dazai feels a wide smile creep up his face, adoring and almost grossly soft. And he lets it. He just can’t help himself - he leans in and places an affectionate kiss on your forehead, lingering there before pulling back and squeezing next to you under the covers. He shifts your arm into a more comfortable position, and as you unconsciously flip to face him, Dazai’s eyes soften into a sweet but intensely warm chocolate brown. If you had been awake to open your eyes, you would have witnessed a rare but genuine sight: your boyfriend’s peaceful expression illuminated by the quiet sunlight of dawn, his eyes deeply staring into yours with endless messages of comforting assurance and happiness, and his lips subtly quirking into a tenderly loving smile shared only for the two of you.

#bsd x reader #bsd x you #dazai x reader #dazai osamu x reader #dazai x y/n #dazai osamu x you #dazai x you #bsd x y/n #bungou stray dogs x reader #bungou stray dogs x you #bungo stray dogs x you #bungo stray dogs x reader #reader insert #dazai oneshot

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shhhlikeme · 5 years ago

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I HAVE A REQUEST!! i saw you were a new writer and decided to help start you off sort of🥺i’ve never requested anything before so please bear with me. maybe kageyama (literally love him) with a genius setter gf just like him👀 i literally have no plot but if you need one i can try and come up with one 😭😭

Kageyama x His Ultimate Setter Dream Girl ✨

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A/N: Thank you sooo much for requesting and helping me start off!! I definitely do not need a plot it’s optional on your part so what you sent is perf! Kageyama is lowkey bae so I hope you like it!! This is your meeting and depending on if you like it I may do a part 2 of how they are when they actually date!

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It all started when, during Nationals, Hinata convinced Kageyama to accompany him to the other side of the complex to watch the girls play

Hinata had a few friends that he promised to go and watch from back in middle school when they allowed him to practice with them. Plus he owed them a thank you

“Shōyōōōōō!!!!! Ouuuuuu are you guys going to watch the girls?! NICE! Can we come?!” Nishinoya pleaded standing up from where they were sitting in the bleachers. Tanaka was right beside him pleading too as always.

Before Hinata could agree Daichi who was sitting behind them—glowered at Yuu and Ryu and pulled them back down by their shirts.

“Absolutely not.” The captain said sternly. “These two knuckle-heads already got banned from the girls side of the complex.” He glared at the two second years who cowered immediately.

Kageyama shook his head at his upperclassmen. “I don’t even want to know......” he mutters under his breath before following a skipping Hinata.

Kageyama went despite the fact that he was a little bored by volleyball if he wasn’t watching future opponents

he could use the break and they had time to kill anyway so no harm no foul

SIKE. Prepare for a lot of harm and a smidge of foul. He didn’t expect to see you there

Kageyama and Hinata found a great spot on the above bleachers and Hinata pointed to the team you played on since he knew you.

“There! Number 14! That’s Y/N — she’s in our year can you believe—“

Kags’ jaw dropped

He definitely didn’t hear Hinata anymore once his eyes stopped on your numbered jersey

Listen... I know in most teenage boys minds they think something similar to ‘omg there’s a hot girl!! look at her hair look at her legs look at her rack’ but when Kags saw you he didn’t see any of that

Well, not immediately.....

Instead, he was completely captivated by your playing style.

Tobio couldn’t help but think that if Karasuno were crows then you must be a freaking unicorn. Your technique was outrageously unique that incorporated back sets so beautiful that made you seem unreal......much like a unicorn.

The way you played is like you are pulling off miracle sets time and time again... except you made them look easy

Your wrist motion was captivating

Your spiral-stops were perfectly executed

The setter plays you called were impeccable

“She’s better than me....” Kageyama whispered to no one in particular. He doesn’t even realize he said it. Hinata just gaps at him before nodding and adding a “Duh.”

Hinata honey don’t write your death wish this isn’t death note

Good thing Kags was too distracted by your playing

He was a goner okay. Watching you play was slightly short of erotic

The way you adjusted to each one of your spikers was unprecedented

The blocks you made were clearly highly calculated

Your setter dumps were even enough to make him whimper under his breath. Kageyama had to punch Hinata so he would stop asking why he just made that sound.

Kags’ mind was—as Hinata would say: KA-BLOOM 💥— or way out of his depth here

And to make matters worse.....when you finally stopped playing and joined your team to celebrate your victory, Kageyama’s “I’M A MALE” instincts finally kicked back in as he realized just how breathtakingly beautiful you are.

He was able to suppress it because he was captivated by your playing style but now that you weren’t playing--a tidal wave hit him with the ‘omg there’s a hot girl!! look at her hair look at her legs look at her rack’ thoughts......

To make matters EVEN worse x2 his eyes bugged out when he realized you were the co-captain.

“A-first year???? Captain????” His eyebrows met in the middle in disbelief.

Hinata beamed. “Yup! Y/N is rated the #1 setter in the country for high school girls. She taught me how to set. She’s awesome and such a people person they would be stupid not to make her captai—hey!”

Kageyama was up and out of his seat in an instant. He pulls Hinata out of the stands by his arm.

“You will introduce me. Now.” His mind: Goddess.

Hinata whined like a toddler until Kageyama let him go. Shōyō rubbed his arm while pouting, saying that all Kageyama had to do was ask nicely since he was going to say hi to you anyway.

Kageyama waits on the court for your team to collect their things. He couldn’t take his eyes off of you and he felt his heart start pounding

You were quite possibly the best setter he’s ever seen at a tournament. Oikawa would quake in his boots

Kageyama suddenly felt rage at the idea of ladies-man Oikawa taking any interest in you. Whoa, that was weird. He hasn’t even met you and he’s already feeling some type of way

Anyway, you tell your team to take their lunch as you walk off the court. You look around hoping to find your friend Hinata that you haven’t seen since middle school!

Out of the corner of your eye you spot a familiar orange ball jumping up in the air and waving his hands. He was yelling your name and people were shooting him dirty looks. Smiling, you held your bag closer to your shoulder and jogged over to your old friend “Hi Shōyō!”

You hugged him and listened to him go on a rant about how good you were and how much he thanks you for teaching him how to play until someone clears their throat rather loudly.

You look over and see a taller boy in the same uniform as Hinata looking pointedly annoyed with Hinata’s blabbing. He had dark hair, dark eyes, and frankly his entire demeanor was dark

But was he ever HOT AS HELL DAMN (you would opt for never seeing light again if that meant you could bask in his darkness)

You stared at him for a little until Hinata spoke

“Oh right. Y/N, this is my scary setter Kageyama. He really wanted to meet you—“

Kags turned red at Shōyō’s last words which took you back. This mean-looking totally attractive guy just blushed?! And he wanted to meet you? Why???

“Hi, I’m Y/N.” You put your hand out for Kageyama to take and he did, staring at you intently.

You would be lying if you didn’t feel butterflies. Neither of you said anything you just got lost in each others gaze.

“So! Kageyama here is in our year too. He’s the one I told you about that I played and he was so rude... otherwise known as the king of the—hey!”

Bumping him into next week with his hip, Kageyama pushed Hinata out of the way roughly.

So you know how every time Kags meets a great setter he creepily bombards them with a string of setter questions in order to get better ? It’s like automatic for him

Ya well there are no exceptions to that rule

He doesn’t care that you’re a girl— he doesn’t care that you’re the sexiest girl he’s ever met— the boy is a robot when it comes to the setter position and so he lets it loose just like he did when he spoke to Kenma for the first time after the first crow vs. cat game : speaking so fast that he sounded like he was speaking in tongues:

“HowLongHaveYouBeenASetter?WhoTaughtYouHowToBeASetter?WhatWouldYouCallYourStyle?HowDidYouSetter-DumpLikeYouDidInTheFirstSetLikeThatEvenThoughThose2BlockersWereInFrontOfYou?YouCanPass,SetAndSpikeSoWhyDidYouChooseSetting?HowAreYouNotTheTallestButYourJumpSetIsSoPrecise?WhatTypeOfTrainingRegimenDoYouDo?HowLongDidItTakeYouToBeTheBest?WhatDoINeedToDoToBecomeLikeYou? Will you please let me take you out on a date next weekend?!”

shocked, half because Kageyama is still shaking your hand while he speaks like he doesn’t know what sentence pauses are, the other half shocked because you think he just asked you out?!

“Umm......” Your mind tries to catch up with your body that just increased to an incredibly high degree.

Kageyama gives you a look of determination that makes you gulp. You recognize that look. You know that look. All setters know that look. It’s the look of determination when we tell ourselves that we will not lose this game. A shiver ran through you when you realized it was you that he was so determined to win.

A game, huh?

Meanwhile, in Kageyama’s mind... though he realized that he asked every setter question under the sun like he always does — the asking you out part was so automatic that it hadn’t registered yet because he’s never had to worry about that before. That’s the only reason this cutie isn’t combusting damn

I know y’all were wondering

Kags is in setter mode and love mode he doesn’t know how to act

Finally, you release your hand from his just as your teammates call you over for food. As Captain, duty called.

Looking up at this sexy setter in front of you, you nod. “Uh, sure, Kageyama. I’ll tell you what - I’d love to go out with you. But just as a little pay back for being so mean to my friend Shōyō over there— back in middle school and now.... then I’ll only agree if you win your next game. Then and only then can you get my number from Hinata, okay? I gotta jet.” You give him a warm smile and a wink before jogging out of the gym to meet your team.

Kags, finally registering what you said........ he combusts. He can’t get over how hot you looked when you just winked at him and that he actually asked you out without meaning to.

You said you’d LOVE to go out with him!!!!!!

Well.....if he wins the next game. All because of her thinking you need to treat that stupid bug Hinata better.

Hinata sticks his tongue out at Kags as he rubs his side.

“That really hurt Kageyama. And what happened to you being a dumby or an asshole when it came to cute girls? Now you know how to ask them out??? Man I wish Y/N was smart enough to make the condition that you had to be nice to everyone for her to agree to go out with you because you don’t deserve a girlfriend as pretty as her— and I want to win too.” He starts walking back to the boys’ side of the gym.

“That was my first time ever asking a girl out for your information. And watch the way you talk about my future wife, boke. Just hit my sets and win this next game.”

smirking, Kageyama’s thoughts filled with mental images of you setting, you winking at him sexily and the way your smaller hand fit in his large one perfectly. He thought about how he would make your date next week one for the books.

He really wanted you.

Let’s just say how badly he wanted you was very apparent to Hinata due to the fact that in Karasuno’s next game in Nationals: Kags was the honorary ace. And they won.

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I’m a new writer so please give me feedback! Thank you for suggesting 💜

#kageyama x reader #tobio kageyama #haikyuu stories #haikyuu sfw #haikyuu fluff #haikyuu requests #haikyuu scenarios

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katierosefun · 4 years ago

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12, 14, 28, 99? (i stared at those questions for so long that’s the most interesting ask game i’ve seen!! i’m definitely going to do that later)

thank you for the ask daisy!! (and also...omg yes please do because these questions are fascinating) // from these asks

12. Do you have the feeling you’ve lost something you might have had in another life - whether it be a person, a place, a world, a language, etc.?

oh boy oh boy oh boy, where to begin with that? short answer: yes. i think in another life, i would have probably spoken more korean and in another life, i might have actually been more open and honest about my feelings, and in another life, i might have actually connected with more people in high school, but–

also, this is the life i have, and this life isn’t all that bad, so i’m okay with that. i might have lost languages and people and worlds and lives, but who knows? if i hadn’t lost all that, then maybe i wouldn’t have gained all the languages and people and worlds and lives that i have today. :’)

14. Would you want to be reincarnated?

not particularly? i think it would be interesting, and i’ve definitely been fascinated with the concept (lol mostly because of the sheer amount of au’s i’ve written/been interested in), and i love the idea of how sometimes, you can get reincarnated over and over again, and still meet/fall in love with the same people. i think there’s just something so romantic and beautiful about that, and maybe purely because of that, i would think it’d be cool to get reincarnated, but for the most part...i’m happy with this being my only life.

28. Would you want to live forever? How about for a billion years, a million, a millennium, a century?

i don’t think i’d want to live forever, and to be honest, i’m a little scared of living too long. that said, my mom’s side of the family tends to live up to 100 - 105 years, so...that could very well be a possibility for me (oh god...i hope not though). i think living for too long would just make me very lonely and kind of disillusioned by the world, and i would hope i never become bitter enough to get tired of people.

99. Do you believe in magic? Are you superstitious?

i,,,don’t believe in magic (which is kind of sad for me to say even now), but i think i am a little superstitious? partially because of my korean-american upbringing, so i grew up with some superstitions (ie. don’t sleep with the fan on is something that def. terrified me as a little kid).

but also, the most superstitious i’ve ever been about anything in my life are? about? my? dreams? scarily enough, sometimes i get some weirdly prophetic dreams--so i def. think there’s something going on. (an example is that while i was applying to colleges, i had a funny dream that i went on a road trip with friends of mine to the cemetery my grandpa was buried. weirdly enough, a few months later, i got into a school that was literally a forty-minute drive away from where my grandpa was buried.)

(another example is that in the summer before my senior year of high school, i dreamed that i was looking at the back of one of my closest friend’s head, and she and i weren’t talking for some reason, and i just felt really sad. i woke up feeling kind of confused, because things were fine--but later that year, we had a big falling out. and also, creepily enough, the one class we shared together in senior year was also the class where she sat right in front of me.)

there are like,,,a lot of weird little instances like this? like i’ve been known to have dreams talking to my grandpa, even though he passed away a while ago--and also i’ve been known to have strange dreams of Bad Things Happening right before a Bad Thing Happens, so--i’m not saying that a part of me relates to anakin because of that but a part of me relates to anakin because of that oops

#answered #oh yeah i have a lot of....funny dreams #i once had a dream that i kept whispering for my family to SHUT UP because there were a bunch of zombies #and i was freaking out when i woke up #and then...#and in that dream it was the day before my brother went back to school #anyways the day before my brother went back to school rolled around #and we found out my dad lost his job #so...not really one-to-one but i had a dream that something bad was gonna happen the day before my brother went to school #and that thing happened #so uHHHH

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queen-mischief-fanfiction · 5 years ago

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A Jellicle Halloween

An: Before we begin let me clarify a few things, first this is going to take place in an alternative world where Macavity isn’t really banned from the group he is still the older brother to Munk and Tugger but he didn’t go bad, he is also the father to Plato and adoptive father to Mungojerrie. Munkustrap is the father of Jemima, Deme and Bomba are sisters and Victoria is mute. Also I wouldn’t mind if any talented artist create fanworks of these ideas, So without further ado let’s go haunting. and Yes I am late in posting this but due to outside forces I have not yet completed this story, so what I’m doing is posting this part one and of you want more like and comment.

When the sun goes down on Halloween night and the human children are going around trick or treating to their hearts delight, and Jellicles are getting ready for the Halloween feast. For Halloween night all Jellicles dress up and participate in fun games and dancing, at the stroke of midnight they all eat a large feast made of different meals that the cats bring or catch or make on the night of the feast. It is the third most anticipated night of the year, the first is the Jellicle Ball and the second is the Jellicle Christmas Day, and it's time for the Jellicle Halloween to begin.

The sun had begun to go down and a set of twin kittens sat waiting for their older brother to pick them up, “I can’t wait to see everyone’s costume I wonder who’s gonna be the scariest?” Misto, who decided to go as a wizard with a little disney wizard hat, asked his sister who signed back ‘maybe Macavity but he always looks scary’ Victoria was dressed as an angel, predictable as she was a white cat the only other colour was her ears which had little tips of black on them barely noticeable to the naked eye. “You’re right, Hey I think I see Alonzo” Misto and Victoria ran outside to see their Older brother Alonzo dressed as a skeleton cat, “nice costumes, let’s go” he tells them and together they make their way to the Jellicle Junkyard. “Wait don’t you have to take something for the feast?” Misto asked not seeing a bag of food being carried by Alonzo, “Munk and I did a lot of hunting for the feast earlier today,” he explained. They were walking for a bit and seeing all the cool decorations when Misto got a sneaky idea “hey Victoria” he says creepily making her turn and silently scream and cower into Alonzo who turned to see Misto had put a jack-o-lantern on his head making it look light on fire “not funny Bro” “oh come on it was a little funny” he said taking the pumpkin off his head and Victoria replied by shaking her head in anger. “Victoria is right it was mean you don’t know what-” Alonzo trailed off noticing a threatening shadow over Misto “what’s up?” Misto turned slowly when the shadow jumped out with a knife scaring the twins and Alonzo, they kept their eyes closed in fear until the figure laughed and showed the cat under the hat and cape “uncle Bus’” Misto cried out moving closer to the cat as Alonzo made sure Victoria was alright “, that was good but what are you meant to be?” “I’m sorry for scaring you I quite simply couldn’t resist and to answer your question I am Jack The Ripper Famous serial Killer of London” Bustopher Jones told them getting a large sack. ‘What’s in there?’ Victoria asked her uncle “I had visited some of my clubs and decided to contribute to the feast so I have some Game, Mutton, cooked Cabbage and a few Rice Puddings” he tells them and the twins licked their lips at the mention of Rice pudding. “Come along children we don’t want to be late” their uncle said walking ahead of them, making them run to catch up.

Minutes later they arrived at the yard, which is lit only by candlelight and Jack-o-lanterns were around the place along with the giant area that is reserved for the feast, some cats still missing, one of those cats was Plato making Victoria frown, “I’m sure he’s gonna be here soon Vic” Misto told her noticing her face. They make their way to the tire which has four cats sitting on it, “aye, I bid yee a happy Halloween” Munkustrap said when the group got closer, “you’ve been practising that voice I see” Alonzo complimented his friend “you have no idea” Munk’s mate Demeter said dressed as a mermaid while Jemima was dressed as a parrot. “Misto you do know Halloween is where you dress as something you’re not right?” A vampire Tugger said circling Misto and sitting in front of him smirking “Excuse me but I’m a wizard that’s completely different to a magician” came Misto’s retort. “Let me bite you then we can be immortals together” Tugger tells him “I’d rather die” Misto tells him in a bored tone. “That could be arranged,” one big cat in a black hood with a scythe said taking Tugger‘s place on the tire “,hello brothers” “hello Macavity” Munk and Tugger greeted their brother. Alonzo greeted his mate Cassandra as they sit next to Munk and Deme on the boot of the car “how lucky am I to have the queen of the nile Cleopatra as my mate” he said making her blush “I thank the everlasting star everyday that we have each other”. Bomba nuzzles her mate Macavity “I love how you make death look beautiful” Macavity compliments her “and I can’t believe I’m saying it you make a good grim reaper” Bomba replied, Misto watched the couples with boredom “aww don’t look down little wizard the party will soon begin and then you and I can dance the night away together” Tugger’s words just got Misto more bored and leapt away to sit on top of the pipe and Tugger justs sighs squeezing himself between his brother’s on the tire.

Victoria, Jemima and another cat move to the kittens group. “You make a beautiful angel Victoria” the cat Plato said blushing, she blushed too signing back ‘thank you Plato, I like your costume too’ Plato looked down at his demon costume “a little on the nose since my dad is the grim reaper”. Before they could continue they were jumped on by a hyper kitten dressed as Harley Quinn “omg you guys are so cute in your costumes, I can’t believe you two aren’t mates and yet you both wear mate themed outfits, and Jemima I so wish I could do family theme costumes like you” she said dreamily “Cettie calm down, the party hasn’t even started yet” Tumblebrutus, dressed as the Joker tells her and the others greet the three “Hey Pouncival what are you supposed to be?” Jemima asked the young Tom kitten “I’m a ghost pollicle duh” he replied before looking over at the tire and seeing Bomba dressed as an undead bride nuzzling Macavity. “He’s so clueless” Electra, dressed as the Wicked Witch of the West, said watching the young tom ignore the only queen giving him attention, “One day he will notice her” George said dressed as a Scarecrow, to match Electra.

Mungojerrie, dressed as Mr Hyde goes up to Rumpelteazer, dressed Doctor Jekyll who is beside her dad Skimbleshanks, “Hey Teazer” he said nuzzling her “Hey Jerrie, we are so gonna win the Best couples costume” Teazer says determined to win with her mate. “Well Good luck to you both, though I’m sure skimble will blow everyone away at the Singles best costume” Jennyanydots, who chose this year to go as a flapper dancer, says helping her mate Skimbleshanks finish his costume “Uh what are you supposed to be?” Jerrie asks not understanding “well laddie I am Rusty the steam engine train from my favourite musical Starlight Express” Skimble says slowly standing up and balance himself on the roller blades, the twins tried to not laugh but when that failed Jenny showed them away as Skimble was rolling from side to side. “Of course you dress as a train” Asparagus Jnr jokes as he and Jellyorum come up beside their friends, “well it’s more original than the Phantom of the Opera” Skimble retorts making fun of Aspargus’s costume, “Oh leave him alone he was helping Gus with his costume and didn’t have enough time for an original one” Jelly said, dressed as a nun. “Speaking of What did Gus decide to come as?” Jenny asked “who else, Firefrorefiddle, the fiend of the fell” Asparagus added the grand gestures as they always do when Gus retells his times performing.

Mungojerrie and Rumpleteazer ran over to the oven where they met up with the psychic twins and Exoctica, “you guys look a fright” exoctica chides as they catch their breaths. “Well you would too if you had Jennyanydots on your tail” Jerrie says “nice costume Exoctica” Teazer compliments looking over her Queen Elizabeth costumes. “So what are you two then?” Jerrie asked the Psychic twins “we are Schrodinger’s cat” “the idea of a cat in a box and not knowing if he is dead or alive” Jerrie blinks looking between the two “so who’s who?” the twins stayed quiet as Teazer silently ohh’d getting the whole point and laughing at the fact that she's not going to tell Jerrie and let him be driven made by them.

Bustopher Jones had finished adding his sack of treats to the Halloween feast and decided to go sit with his old friend Gus while they waited for the party to start. “Well I never thought I would live to see the day that Bustopher Jones shared even a tiny morsel of food” Gus playfuly jabs him “well I Just wanted to be generous for one night even I can do that” Gus nods at Busthopher’s words “does this mean you will stay for the whole night?” he asked, turning to his friend “for once I believe I will” Bustohper looked around at all the cats and kittens talking and notices two cats not there “actually have you seen Old Deuteronomy?” he asked Gus who frowned “no in fact Grizabella isn’t here too”.

Macavity, Munkustrap and Rum Tum Tugger smirks together as the girls give them some space “show time” Tugger says as Mac controls the fire and blows out the candles, it happened so suddenly the kittens couldn’t help but cry and Scream, Misto grew worried about Victoria and leapt over to protect her as the kittens all huddle in the center of the yard. The darkness didn’t last long as soon a spotlight seemed to come from the moon and shine down on Macavity as he stood menacingly on the tire “Toms and Queens of every age Wouldn't you like to see something strange?” He sang to the group as a second spotlight hits Munkustrap as he stands proudly on top of the oven, making Tantomile, coricopat and Exoctica turn and look at him. “Come with us,” he sings and a third spotlight hits Rum Tum Tugger standing majestically on the chair “,and you will see This, our town of Halloween” Munk finishes. “This is Halloween, this is Halloween Pumpkins scream in the dead of night” Tugger sings then the brothers share a look and together they pounce, leaping into the pile of Kittens and making them scatter to the adults of the group, the rule of Halloween feast is that you never join another cat’s song unless you are asked to or like what Macavity will do, are gestured to join. Munk, Mac and Tugger stalk forward as they sing the next line “This is Halloween, everybody make a scene Trick or treat till the neighbors gonna die of fright!” the brothers stop and swipe their claws to both sides and then at the sky to the ground and finish by spreading their arms wide “It's our town, everybody scream In this town of Halloween”. At the last line Munk and Tugger bow down and circle Mac as he takes control of the kittens moving his left paw up making Pouncival stand and sing “I am the one hiding under your bed Teeth ground sharp and eyes glowing red” he emphasised his teeth and eyes and Mac then moved his right paw and Etcetera follows with “ I am the one hiding under yours stairs Fingers like snakes and spiders in my mane” she couldn’t help giggling as she shook her mane pretending spiders were there. The others were enjoying the song and nods their heads in rhythm as Pounce and Cettie move forward to stand behind Mac as he dance as they followed as he was the puppet master twirling out of the light “ This is Halloween, this is Halloween Halloween! Halloween! Halloween! Halloween!” they sang before the spotlight moved to Tugger laying seductively by Bomba, Deme and Electra and he orchestrated them to sing “In this town we call home Everyone hail to the pumpkin song” Munk jumps onto the other junk wall and moves gracefully to Bustopher Jones and pulled him up “In this town, don't we love it now? Everybody's waiting for the next surprise” Bustopher sung as the brothers joined each other again on the boot of the car “Round that corner, man hiding in the trash can Something's waiting now to pounce, and how you'll…” Tugger leaps over to Alonzo, Cass and George and they each took their turn to sing “Scream!” “this os halloween” “red’n’black” “and slimy green”. Mac turned to the group of four elderly cats “aren’t you scared?” he asked them and the toms shook their heads as Jenny and Jelly duets “Well, that's just fine Say it once, say it twice” Skimble and Asparagus Jnr took over “Take a chance and roll the dice Ride with the moon in the dead of night” they looked at the full moon on that line and Mac continued to scare the kittens away “Everybody scream, everybody scream” Munk and Tugger backed him up “In our town of Halloween!” Mac jumped to stand over the group as he used his magic to bring the psychic twins up “I am the clown with the tear-away face

Here in a flash and gone without a trace” they each sang one line and then Mac pulled up Electra and Jemima making them move as if they were being blown away by the wind “I am the "who" when you call, "Who's there?" I am the wind blowing through your hair”. Then Mac pulled up Victoria infront of him, she was a special case since she doesn’t have a voice so Mac controlled her to lip sing “I am the shadow on the moon at night Filling your dreams to the brim with fright” instead of Tugger throwing his voice they heard a haunting female voice sing the line in sync with Victoria, thinking nothing of it they continue and without notice a shadow jumps to the chair. Mac, Munk and Tugger flipped and walked on their toes to the front and posed Menacingly as they sing “This is Halloween, this is Halloween Halloween! Halloween! Halloween! Halloween! Halloween! Halloween!” at each Halloween the older cats joined increasing the volume of the lines, the kittens then sing as they crawled forward, Jemima, Electra and Cettie moving to lay between each of the brother’s legs “Tender lumplings everywhere Life's no fun without a good scare” Jerrie and Teazer did they famous duel multi flip in front of the brothers singing “ That's our job, but we're not mean In our town of Halloween”. “In this town” Bustohoer sang and then didn’t want Gus to miss out pulled him up too “Don't we love it now? Everyone's waiting for the next surprise”. Then the others moved forward as Munk and Tugger jumped from side to side, careful of the kittens and Mac flips backwards and the queens take his place “Reaper Mac might catch you in the back And scream like a banshee Make you jump out of your skin This is Halloween, everybody scream” Tugger and munk say and the kittens screamed scattering once more away as the others lay their right paws over their heart “Won't ya please make way for a very special guy?” Tugger sings turning to gesture to the center before noticing Misto was there and pulled him down to sit by his side “Our man Mac is King of the Pumpkin patch Everyone hail to the Pumpkin King now!” Munk continues and Mac makes the group disperse back to their original spots as he walks forward with pride “This is Halloween, this is Halloween Halloween! Halloween! Halloween! Halloween!” he sings and the kittens crawl forward again, Munk and Tugger kneel down looking t Mac as they sing “In this town we call home Everyone hail to the pumpkin song” the kittens all get up and hold hands surrounding the three and prancing around them and Munk and Tugger provided their back up “La, la, la, (Halloween! Halloween!) La-la-la, la, la (Halloween! Halloween!) La-la-la, la, la, (Halloween! Halloween!) La-la-la, la-la-la, hey!”

At the final line everyone broke apart laughing and giggling as they all praised and greeted the brothers. The older cats were congratulating the boys on opening the Halloween feast and the younger cats were fawning over Tugger and his singing voice. Once again the lights go out completely, the cats don’t react thinking that the brothers were planning something but then the entire yard glowed different neon colours, the brothers also glow like the yard and stilled in a trance like state when menacing laughter filled the yard, the kittens screamed when a female cakal joins in. “Well, well, well, what have we here?” A big, green ghost life figure sang as he appeared on the tire, the older cats move to protect the kittens and the figure has his sights on Gus “,Firefrorefiddle huh? Oh, I'm really scared,” he pulls the cat up to stand beside him but keeps his hands on him, “So you're the one everybody's talkin' about, ha, ha” Gus didn’t like how the figure laughed at him and wanted to get away. Bustopher, Asparagus and Skimble try to run forward but get blocked by the brothers, who now act like puppets to this figure, as he started to dance Gis around him “You're jokin', you're jokin' I can't believe my eyes You're jokin' me, you gotta be This can't be the right guy He's ancient, he's ugly I don't know which is worse I might just split a seam now If I don't die laughing first” the kittens all growl at swipe their claws at him not liking how he was treating a valued member of the group, the figure got a wicked idea, he called his puppets up to hold Gus as he made his way to the kittens “When Mr. Oogie Boogie says There's trouble close at hand You'd better pay attention now 'Cause I'm the Boogie Man And if you aren't shakin' Then there's something very wrong 'Cause this may be the last time now That you hear the boogie song, ohhh” Tugger, Munk and Mac repeated the ohhhs like back up singers “Ohhh, he's the Oogie Boogie Man” the brothers sung and Oogie Boogie finally got to the kittens and started to pet them, strangely the kittens weren’t afraid of him, he felt familiar “Well if I'm feelin' antsy And there's nothin' much to do I might just cook a special batch Of snake and spider stew And don't ya know the one thing That would make it work so nice? A flaming Firefrorefiddle to add a little spice” as oogie danced away the kittens all followed singing the oohs back up now “Oh, yeah, I'm (he's) the Oogie Boogie Man” Oogie, the brothers and the kittens sing together. Gus got desperate to get freed and decided to do the same as this Oogie Boogie “Release me now Or you must face the dire consequences The kittens are expecting me So please, come to your senses” Oogie pulled him away from the snapping jaws of the brothers, Mac got so invested that he jumped over the tire and fell on the ground. The kittens all giggled finding it funny, Oogie wanted the attention back onto him so he continued his song “You're jokin', you're jokin' I can't believe my ears Would someone shut this fella up I'm drownin' in my tears It's funny, I'm laughing You really are too much And now, with your permission I'm going to do my stuff” he threatened and the atmosphere felt tense “What are you going to do?” Gus asked him “I'm gonna do the best I can,” he tells him throwing him back to the boys as he gets out his dice “‘Oh, the sound of rollin' dice To me is music in the air 'Cause I'm a gamblin' Boogie Man Although I don't play fair It's much more fun, I must confess When lives are on the line Not mine, of course, but yours, old boy Now that'd be just fine” he continued dancing around and throwing his dice “Release me fast or you will have to

Answer for this heinous act” Gus finalised his song as Oogie got closer to him “Oh, brother, you're something You put me in a spin You aren't comprehending The position that you're in It's hopeless, you're finished You haven't got a prayer 'Cause I'm Mr. Oogie Boogie And you ain't going nowhere” the song ended and the lights returned to normal. ‘Oogie Boogie’ and the brothers started to laugh “ oh Gus im so sorry I just couldn’t resist old friend” Oogie says making everyone confused. “Oh darling that was a marvelous show for Halloween” Grizabella dressed as Medusa came down from the chair and greeted everyone “gee dad didn’t know you were a prankster” Tugger says casually as Oogie takes off his head to reveal himself as “Old Deuteronomy” Everyone cried as they all crowded him, to nuzzle, hug and lick him affectionately “I’m sorry my Jellicles for scaring you I just enjoy a little trick or two at this time of year” he tells the cats “you knew” Jerrie cried “of course, he needed back up singers, tell me you wouldn’t have done the same” The brothers all replied “well yes but still not cool” Jerrie said going back to Teazer.

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Unconventional Roommates (Epilogue)

Word count: 2.6K

Pairing: Dean X Reader

Warnings: Fluff

Series Summary: Now that his brother is at Stanford, for the first time in his life, Dean does something for himself. He takes a step towards chasing his own dreams and moves away from Lawrence to start college, which is both thrilling and scary at the same time. Only catch, in this unknown town, he is stuck with the MOST infuriating female on the planet- the roommate from hell!

A/N: Here we are! Thank you, guys. Your love kept me going <3

This couldn’t have been possible without the incredible @deanssweetheart23. Thank you so much for everything, Athina. You rock, my princess <3

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"This is a horrible fricking idea!" Dean grumbled, getting out of the car.

Y/N merely smirked, and Dean had to admit that the expression had never looked so alluring on anyone else. "You're just nervous. This is the coolest thing I've ever done."

Dean adjusted his tie. She looked so happy that he would have done anything to keep her smiling like that. This wasn't a big deal as it is. He was only nervous because he had never done this before, and also because he was about to walk in with the best girl he knew.

Incidentally, the reason for Y/N's excitement was same as his nervousness. She had never done this before either.

The building was colored in flashing crimson and purple lights which reflected on Y/N's face. Dean couldn't help but be reminded of the fair, when they were stuck in the Ferris wheel. She had looked beautiful then, and she looked beautiful now. The black wig that she was sporting suited her perfectly, so did the dark lipstick. She looked something else.

Just before they could enter the hall, Dean caught hold of her hand and pulled her back.

"Have I told you that you look absolutely stunning?"

Y/N looked down, smiling shyly. It would still take him time to get used to her reacting like that instead of glare down at him like she was about to pull out a butcher's knife.

"You don't look bad yourself, Romeo!"

"Are you kidding me?" Dean complained, touching his slick black hair. "I look like a clown."

"No you don't," she said, running her hand over the lapels of his coat, fussing over him. "You look hot." She licked her lips. "I'd kiss you, but I don't wanna ruin the look with my lipstick."

"Screw the look," Dean said, reaching out for the small of her back and pulling her close. "I don't give a damn about the look."

He leaned in, but she put a finger to his lips. "If you kiss me now, we'd have to go right back home to finish what we started, and I don't want to miss tonight. It's such a big day for you."

Dean could feel the heat rising to his cheeks. She was so proud of him.

It wasn't a big deal. They were launching the paper today, but they all did it every month. For him, though, this was the first time. They had loved his pictures so much that a couple of them were being used in tonight's Halloween party as a backdrop with some Halloweeny stickers. Y/N had been delighted to know about that. It was right after telling her that, that Dean had asked her out to the party.

She had been excited about it from the get go, especially the dressing up part. Dean found it amusing that she was so excited about dressing up even though she did it for a living. That was until he found out what she was planning to dress up as. Honestly, he shouldn't have expected any less of her. She had somehow convinced him to dress up as Gomez Addams, complete with the temporarily colored black hair. He might have to take a couple of days to wash it off completely, but again, her happiness was so palpable that he didn't want to take it away. She was ravishing as Morticia.

All things considered, it was still better than her idea of dressing up as Ted Bundy and Clementine Barnabet. Dean had to talk her out of it. He loved that she was still wearing the printed socks that he had gifted her. The skull beanie had been a constant up until tonight.

As the day approached though, despite her initial reaction, Y/N seemed to grow a little anxious about it. Not enough to curb her enthusiasm, but definitely enough to not fully enjoy it. They had had fun with putting together the ensembles. For the past week, since their evening on the beach, Dean had woken up at ungodly hours to catch Y/N's closing act of the night. All eyes in the club hungered for one look at her, but her eyes only searched his, and Dean felt like his chest widened a couple of inches each time.

After each show, he'd wait behind the curtains to welcome her when she came back, not believing that the Nymph was his. The other girls were happy for Y/N. They were all around her age, but she had mentored almost all of them. It made him clearly see her for who she was- a giver. She did so much for the girls who could very well end up being her own competition, and she did so much for all those little girls in Mia's school, too. Seeing her interact, he also realized that she was a natural teacher, she loved to share what she knew, selflessly.

They scourged through the fancy costumes at the Elixir, trying to try out funny hats and coats, entertaining the girls who had been exhausted after entertaining people all night long. Y/N's eyes shined when she saw him accepting her life and everyone in it so easily. She kissed him harder that morning in the car.

They did find the perfect costumes for Gomez and Morticia, too, there.

Other girls passing them were dressed as nurses or hot assistants, making the most of the opportunity to wear revealing clothes without it being questioned and more credit to them, but there was something very endearing about Y/N's childish excitement about dressing up in two full length layers.

"C'mon!" He grinned, pulling her by her arm, but she didn't move.

"Are you sure you wanna do this?"

Dean huffed. "Now you're having cold feet about this? After you made me spend 2 hours in the bathroom trying to get the hair right?"

"No… Dean," she said, voice abruptly serious. "It's not that, I mean…"

"Hey," Dean put his hand against her soft cheek. "You alright? You're not feeling sick, are you? I told you not to overdo the shifts. In fact, you can take it easy now. Anyway you're quitting the job next month when all your installments for the apartment are paid."

"Dean. Listen." She put her hand over his… the one she was already holding. "Do you want to be seen here with me?"

"Y/N!"

She was quick to put up her hand. "Look… I'm not doubting you. You're like God's personal blessing who just happened to creepily drop into my apartment, but not everyone is as accepting as you. Someone might recognize me… and I'm used to all sorts of slurs, but you're not. I don't want to put you through that."

Her voice had consistently risen, and her eyes were widening with every said word.

"Shhh… Just stop panicking," he said, pulling her against his chest. "You're missing the whole goddamned point here. You think I'd be ashamed if someone said anything about you? Don't you get it by now that I'm just beyond thrilled to be with a fantastic person like you? The first night when I found you at Elixir, I didn’t leave because I was mad at you, I left because seeing me there was distracting you. I thought you knew that."

She shook her head. "I do know that, and I know you won't be ashamed… I thought you'd be more like… angry."

"If someone called you a bad name?"

She nodded meekly against his silky black lapels.

"We could always make them a customer in our newly furnished torture room," he shrugged. "Bet that will teach them to talk crap about hard working people."

She laughed, breaking completely free of the dismal Morticia façade. "You're crazy."

"Says you!" He said smiled, pecking her cheek. "That's very rich, don't you think?"

This time she let him take her in.

If it was a rainbow disaster outside, the inside was how the fairy world would look in the scene of an Armageddon. It was insane. Dean didn't know where to put his eyes. Wasn't Halloween supposed to be incredibly gloomy? Why was it so colorful?

"Hold me!" Dean said, grabbing Y/N by the shoulders. "I think my retinas are screaming for a savior."

"Shut up, it's not that bad," she admonished. "Besides, bright flashing lights are supposed to make you bold and all that. People dance without stopping to think what they look like."

"Seems fair." Dean looked at the centre of the floor where couples were trying to dance along the jazz tune.

"You wanna go out there?" She jerked her neck towards the floor.

"What? No!" Dean said, flustered. "I can't dance to save my life."

"It's not that hard… come, I'll show you."

He rolled his eyes. Of course she could.

Y/N pulled him towards the dance floor, but still away from the centre. She guided his hands to her waist and put both of hers on his shoulders. "Now you just sway from one side to another. See? Like this."

"I'm just gonna step on your dress and pull us both down," he warned trying to follow her. It wasn't fair that she was doing it so effortlessly and he was left to struggle.

"OMG, Y/N!" Hannah exclaimed, walking up from behind. "I didn't know Dean was gonna bring you along! You both look great."

Hannah was dressed like a Vampire… at least that's what Dean made out of the fangs and blood crusted lips.

"Cas, Meg!" She called out. "Look, Dean's here and he bought Y/N along."

Soon enough Dean's other two friends were there. Meg was wearing a red and black bodysuit with horns and tail, while Cas was dressed in a white suit with attached feathered wings, a halow perched on top.

"Angel and Demon?" Y/N asked. "That's very original."

"Hey, it wasn't my idea," Cas said, pulling her into a half hug. Dean wasn't really sure Y/N was the hugging type, but Cas just gave the vibe.

"You turned out to be way more badass than we gave you credit for," Meg grinned, nudging Y/N in the shoulder. "And there we were wondering how you could rock that limbo so hard."

It was hard to tell in the flashing lights but Y/N seemed to blush.

The DJ changed the song to a more upbeat one Meg pushed Y/N towards Dean, "C'mon, you guys, move it!"

"You wanna move it?" Y/N wiggled her eyebrows, grinding against him. Dean laughed but before he could reply, his eyes fell on Nick who was eyeing them from the sides.

"C'mere!" Dean pulled Y/N tightly against him, one hand sliding down her back to grab her ass, the other fisted in her hair, holding her to him. He brought his lips to her temple, kissing her softly, then deliberately dragged it along her cheek and down to the base of her neck. Sucking a mark exactly where he knew affected her the most. Y/N's moan was both muted and involuntary.

"Dean!" She giggled. It wasn't something she did often, but Dean loved the sound. He didn't stop there…. He let his lips travel along the column of her neck, hands roving all over her back.

Y/N's fingers gripped his coat tightly, her chest rising and falling against his own. Out of the corner of his eye he saw that Nick had disappeared.

"Who are you putting on a show for, Winchester?" She said, reaching up to kiss his lips, not caring about the lipstick anymore apparently.

"No one of importance," Dean shrugged. "You mind putting on a show?"

"Nope… not at all. I do that for a living."

Dean didn't care if he had put Nick in his place, or not. Nick had sure tried to ruin it all for Dean, but ultimately hadn't it worked in his favor after all. For all he cared, Nick could go screw himself. He had Y/N, there would never be a bigger victory than that.

"So about Thanksgiving," Y/N said, "I can't really cook a turkey. I mean we invited all these people, and I can't cook to save the world."

"It's okay, we'll figure something out," Dean replied. "There's like a million cookbooks out there. Besides we can always order, and everyone is getting something or the other. If the turkey sucks, we can eat the mashed potatoes."

"But counting Mia and the girls, Sam and Jess, Cas, Meg and the couple of girls from the club, there's like 12 of us. Our apartment isn't big enough."

"Y/N. Stop panicking!" They had both stopped dancing by now and were just holding each other's hands. "We have almost a month to go. By then you'd have signed the papers for the building and we can do it in the basement."

She still didn't look convinced.

"Hey," Dean lowered his face to look into her beautiful eyes. "Even if they don't like the turkey, the newly minted torture equipment will keep them from saying anything." He winked.

"Seriously, Dean," she said, "I've never done this before. I don't know how to talk to people… what to talk to people about. I just- this feels so normal and I've never had normal before."

His heart broke for her. She wanted this and yet she was so scared of the unknown.

"You know the girls, Y/N. And Meg and Cas are friends. They like you. You know that!"

She nodded absent-mindedly. "What about Sam and his girlfriend?"

Dean scoffed remembering the conversation he'd had with his brother. "Sam thinks you're way out of my league. And Jess? I've met that girl. You don't need to talk, she'll talk enough for everyone in the room."

"Mhmmm…"

He pulled her back against his chest and they started moving in slow circles again.

"You'll have your dream, Y/N. We'll have a studio downstairs and Mia can live here. You can study something else at the University in the day and I'll get a job in a few years down the line. We can eat crappy food, play scrabble on weekends and have long walks on the beach. That is normal, right?"

"That doesn't sound too bad," she mumbled, and her voice was so hopeful, Dean was tempted to take one look at her face to know what she was really thinking.

"Do you want to head home?" he asked quietly.

She shook her head. "Let's stay a while. This feels normal and I like it."

She put her head back against his shoulder as swayed on the same spot. Dean didn't know what tomorrow held. Hell, all of this was so new to him that he couldn't even estimate what the next minute was going to bring. But as long as he was with Y/N, he knew he could do it. He could do anything. Dean was happier than he had ever expected to be in his life.

He was learning what he loved, his brother was happy and doing good in life and there was an incredible girl in his arms.

To say he was content would be an understatement.

He was fucking ecstatic.

Dean bent down to kiss Y/N's forehead. He could get used to it…. in fact, he would be the luckiest guy in the whole wide world, if this unconventional life became his normal.

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A/N 2: This is it, guys! We are done with one more series. My immense gratitude to everyone who has commented, sent asks, and words of love. It’s meant more to me than I can ever tell you. Thank you so much!! Much love <3

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octrainisms · 6 years ago

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52: Do you believe everything happens for a reason? 62: What makes you happy?

Octavio: Well……. Geez, um… What makes me happy is my friends. My hombres and chicas and others. They are my family, man. Can’t live without them…. That and cat videos. Perfect. As for the other question…. Man, I think it does, but it’s hard to say really. It’s a kick in the teeth when it happens, but it puts you right. I reunited with Ajay because of my choice leading to such an outcome.

I will answer with no cut because this wall of text needs to be seen without unneeded diverts. Pardon the pizza fingers and emotional typos.

For those who don’t know, I, the mun, Alex, have gone through hell. I was bullied my whole life - even to this day actually - and was kicked down every chance my parents got, telling me my dreams, hopes, aspirations and life choices were the worst (Um hi yes my mom did things that weren’t technically legal so fight me lady).

I have been coerced, tricked, manipulated and down right forced to believe that the r word I will not say, was okay, because I am born a woman and should like it when men do things to my body. For six years I ate once a day for two reasons. One, my mother told me I wasn’t really hungry until it hurt. And two, because everyone called me ugly and fat, the usual (I was borderline anorexic).

I see myself as male, with the unfortunate mutation to make my body female. And because of everything, I have so many issues mentally, ranging from extreme suicidal tendencies to PTSD to anxiety and depression. But the one thing my brain did, is give me Borderline Personality Disorder. Unlike Disassociative Identity Disorder, I know what is happening when all but one personality comes out, I know what is real, not real and so on (bar my PTSD outbursts). I have survived attempted murder four times (three were in one fucking day boy howdy I hate water now).

I got out of an abusive relationship and into a new one more times than I wish to say and was ready to end it all. I had everything set up to be as clean as possible so minimal work for others coming through and had my plan. My personality, Kiel who was born from my pride, convinced me to write a post detailing the death of my muse at the time.

‘What do you have to lose?’

And so I did, then proceeded to write a novel of a goodbye letter. Before posting, he told me to open a new window. Again, those words rang out from his mouth. I let him open tumblr in a new tab, and see an ask. He pushes for me to click it, those same words a mantra by this point. I didn’t care, I just wanted to die and he was making me suffer.

‘Humour me. If it’s hate, then I will step back and let you do this. If it is anything else, you have to listen to me.’

What did I have to lose?

And so I opened my askbox to see one message from someone I adored but was terrified to message.

OMG SENPAI I HAVENT HEARD FROM YOU IN AGES HOW ARE YOU ARE YOU OKAY?!

It’s like she knew something was wrong.

Why do you care?

It was cold and cruel, a blunt sort of ‘fuck off’ that I could do when you have the Son of fucking Loki from your books nagging you to at least ask SOMETHING.

And here she is, the fucking angel that ran me over that I never saw coming;

Because you’re amazing and I love your writing and I really want to write with you and be your friend but I’m scared to do that because I don’t want to be a bother and I just have a feeling that something’s not okay. Please talk to me, I know I’m a random but if anything is wrong talk to me please.

I was floored, but the trickster burst into action, egging me on to talk to her. An hour later, I was smiling through tears.

Long story short, what he convinced me to do was buy a chocolate mud cake, eat it in one sitting, then vomit for six hours and hate his guts.

Oh, and that angel? She is my wife now, knows all 183 personalities in my head and loves me, as she said ‘dick or no dick’.

Long story short;

Yes. It all happens for a reason. Not because some higher power says so or anything silly like that. But without those moments of true agony I never would have found my family in my mind. I never would have gone to that web series, made that blog, found that angel and found peace in life again.

Do I have days where I wish I didn’t humour the trickster? Hell yeah.

But I reach out to people, something I was terrified of the first time I did it. I’ll ramble, or write a sad drabble. It’s nothing to be ashamed of at all.

It took me my whole life and one hell of a stubborn Canadian Angel for me to see that I am worth being alive, that I’m awesome and amazing and beautiful and perfect in my own way despite preaching it over and over for years for other people!

If I can be that rock for you, that pillar of hope, I damn well will be. It all happens for a reason, but you have to fight through it, humour that trickster itch of pride in you to see what is around the corner.

Doesn’t matter if a teacher tells you to kill yourself and that it’ll be a grace on humanity, doesn’t matter if that fucking douchebag of a kid calls you ugly, fat, weird, or a freak. Fucking stand up and be proud of it. If they tell you that you’re weird, say ‘yeah, duh dude, it’s kinda my thing’. If they call you fat say ‘at least I’m warm in the winter’. If they tell you you’re a freak, just smile creepily and say ‘we all float down here’.

Look in the mirror and be proud of what you see. Because you have made it this far, made it to this point, despite all the setbacks and chains around your body.

YOU ARE WORTH IT!

And don’t you dare give up, don’t you dare stay silent, be loud, be proud. You are unique and perfect in your own damn way, so when they knock you down, get back up. If they tell you to die, live in spite of their words.

One of my biggest bullies in school now works at a mcdonalds, twenty six and still with his mom, starting a family in her home rather than his own, and I know owning your own house is hard, but he called me fat, and now he is three times my own weight. I work in a shop where my co-workers are my family, where I feel safe and loved, where every day I am asked if I’m okay and everything.

I know it’s hard, I know it’s painful even, but it is worth it. Everything that hits you is worth pushing through. I lost six people to suicide throughout my life, and it takes its toll. I asked to nothing ‘can’t you see I miss you?’, but never really thought it about myself, and that’s the kicker. Words destroy people. I’d take broken bones any day. But also, I look to my past, I cry, sure, but I fucking smile.

Without all of that, I wouldn’t be thick skinned for my job, or able to help people from experience. I wouldn’t be proud of who I am if I never went through the moments of hating my very existence.

It all happens for a reason, and if you are still reading this, then take away six simple words from this;

Never give up; never give in

You are worth it, always worth it. Just remember that you’re still alive, and that you are perfect as you are. And that if you ever need a place to turn to, come here, where I, and the 183 others will remind you why living is only half as amazing with you in it.

#the mun #Anonymous #he rants #the long thing here #I love you all #be proud #TW: Rape mention vaugly

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wolvesdevour · 6 years ago

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How Not to Write Gay Stories

I’m very torn between writing two different posts and there’s a chance these may combine, so we’ll see how this goes. There are two topics that are in my mind a fair amount: gay fetishism by women authors (both in fanfic & professional writing), and how to translate fanfic writing skills to professional writing (and how it can fail). Miraculously, perhaps, the book I just read, How (Not) To Ask a Boy to Prom by SJ Goslee is a fairly good example of both of these.

The problem with addressing gay fetishism among women authors is that when is it fetishistic versus well-meaning? It’s hard for me to say why the originators of gay slash fic wrote the way they did, but its hard to miss that when fanfic especially grew prominent, over 80% of writers were women. In Star Trek fandom, the first gay slash fic was published by a woman in 1974: A Fragment Out of Time. By 1973, 90% of ST fan writers were women.

To clear the air a little: women writers can write good gay stories. One of series I am currently read, The Realm of the Elderlings by Robin Hobb, includes many gay men, some of which are centered POVs. I will not say she is a perfect author, but I deeply enjoy how she writes men. For a good portion of the series, she shows a man growing up: he starts as a young boy, and we see how the men around him teach him to be a man. A very good portion of the lessons stray away from toxic masculinity. He is still taught to be a man, and there are certain “this is a manly trait” aspects (although when she features women as forefront POV, she often includes very similar lessons: ultimately nothing is exclusive to one’s sex, but society is what it is and they may learn lessons differently or overcome different hurdles).

She addresses writing gay men in this interview: Here’s the thing - when I meet a person, their gender identity is most often not the most important thing about them. If we become friends, it’s not because my first impulse is, “I will be friends with you because you’re female.” I mean, there’s a lot of women I can’t stand. There’s a lot of men that I absolutely can spend hours talking to. There are a lot of people on the whole gender spectrum and whether I become friends with them or not has nothing to do with that, so when I am writing these characters, although in some ways gender can influence a plot - for instance, if you want the prince and the princess to get married and live happily ever after in a medieval setting, gender is going to influence that - but for the most part, gender is not much more important than who has blue eyes. What’s more important is who is a skilled navigator, who is tough enough to survive a bad situation, who can think on their feet and find the creative solution to a problem they haven’t encountered before, and that’s got nothing to do with gender. So it was not that I said, “Gee, I will write a book with gay characters.” It was, I’m writing a book, this character has stepped out onto the stage, he’s told me about him- or herself, and this is who they are. As I said: I’m not here to say that women cannot write gay stories. But there is also gay fetishism. I am both a gay man and a trans man; I get a lot of “OMG, you’ll love this!” and cis or straight people presenting me with things that appear inclusive or caring. I personally don’t find memes like “Steve Rogers is a transwoman!”** or whatever amusing. Am I, say, happy to see that Loki is canonically not straight nor cisgender? Yes. I love that. (Does that potentially make Victor von Doom not straight, uh, I like to think so.) I like reading LGBT+ stories, but a good portion of them may not interest me, especially if the writer isn’t part of that demographic and has a tendency to post a lot of art, writing, or discuss a lot of how hot, cute, or general appealing it is that a character or couple are LGBT. That creeps me out. I’m not alone. Very not alone. Absolutely not alone. Here’s another post, this time by a woman that I appreciate:

The worst thing,” one gay friend said, “is that [women in the slash community] aren’t listening to me. You’re not listening when I tell you that you’re being hurtful.”

What I find especially difficult to convey is the nuances to when women write gay men versus when men do. I’ve been trying to collect “gay stories written by gay men” although due to publishing bias, this can be very difficult: As a queer, trans reader, I looked forward to seeing myself in their pages. But I was surprised to find that some LGBTQ-focused stories were reflecting not me, but a straight person’s imagination of me. [Link 1]

The current transman story I like is seen in Early Riser by Jasper Fforde. The character utterly blindsided me in a great way: he never appeared “omg trans” until it was forced to come to light. I appreciate him as well, as a character, because in a harsh survival world, he is a man who survives well. I especially see a lot of “transmen are soft uwu such boi” and I despise this. I did not survive everything in my life to be diminished to pastels and cute/sweet and childish-boyish characteristics. Similarly, as a gay man, I am not there to be pretty, to serve as a fashion guru for straight people, to be soft and pretty and welcoming. And that’s not how gay men write themselves. This isn’t how transmen write themselves. As a writer, I struggled a lot on how to depict trans characters, and my largest lesson (and I certainly hope to published one day, but who knows) is that I never saw good examples of myself because most typically they are written by straight, cis women. So what is so wrong with Goslee’s How (Not) To Ask A Boy to Prom? (There will absolutely be spoilers.) The main character is a teen boy who has long hair, loves succulents aggressively, loves narwhals, and has no male friends. His school is supportive of gay men: a very popular football player is gay and has supportive friends, another gay teen (who becomes his boyfriend) has very supportive friends. For some reason, this gay teen is incapable to do anything for himself. He loves art, doesn’t do sports, doesn’t really connect with his foster parents, and seems overly attached to his sister. He is effectively a very flat and “soft” person. Some guys are, of course. Some gay guys are more art, less sports. But the other men? Si & Bern? They’re equally soft. Si is described as soft, beautiful, kind, sweet. He has zero personality. He is described the same way, every time, and is overly described as soft, all men are soft, it’s like they bathe in fabric softener. Bern, the “bad boy” is barely... That. He is supposed to be gruff to the main character, but for the good portion, he is like the main character (Nolan), and Si. They are all the same person, ultimately.

Bloom might be a good comparison to How (Not) To Ask a Boy to Prom. This is written by a man (Kevin Pancetta) and illustrated by a woman (Savanna Ganucheau). I don’t like the character design. Most of the gay men I showed it to asked if at one of the guys (or both) are women. But it is a story about a frustrated kid who wants to move out of his small town to Baltimore (okay: as a Marylander who grew up in a very small town and eventually moved to Baltimore, I kinda.... Get this), but meets another man who is older, but not creepily too old for him, and its a romance & vague coming of age story. If you grew up in a small city as LGBT+, it’s hard to find your sense of self. You miss out a lot on life; I think Ari reflects that: he wants to be himself. A lot of this enters into my point 2: The problem of being a fanfic writer, or the pitfalls of translating fanfic writing skills to professional writing. Nolan is not a person; he has no strong characteristics. We’re told he likes narwhals and succulents, he is a foster child, he’s gay, and I have trouble quantifying him the way I do Ari because he’s so devoid of personality. Si is probably the least developed character at all, as the “perfect, Apollo-esque gay football player.” Bern is maybe the most developed, going from gruff-mean guy to gay softy--a motorcycling math nerd. The problems with fanfic writing is that it is based on knowing characters. As fanfic writers, we don’t have to nail down reality, because there’s a whole piece devoted to who they are. We’re just filling in those blanks. The author seems to primarily be a Teen Wolf fanfic writer (her bio lists “werewolves,” but her tumblr blog is very devoted to Teen Wolf, so well). This brings up another creepy pitfall, which is beyond slash fic writing, there is the aspect of word usage. If you’ve been following my vague live-reading, I’ve been posting about the massive references to “puppy” and other trends. It is creepy to read out of context.

It seems, according to reviews, that Goslee has trouble with this in her other book, Whatever: or how junior high became totally f$@ked. She has a stream of consciousness that doesn’t explain the main character’s thoughts or the world very well. In fanfic writing, this would end up being a slow burn. “Oh, but are they really going to date?” etc. In How Not, Nolan fake-dates Bern, and googles this concept, finding fanfic works. This gets weird for me, because it’s supposed to be an inside joke, I guess? “Hey teeny nerds: fanfics” but most gay men I know have a difficult relationship with fanfic and with fan community due to fetishism. We get pressed out of spaces a fair amount because of it. (One link above, the Mary Sue one, discusses how women do this.) Of course, this is meant to be a cute, happy book, right? Alright, it’s a cute, upbeat story. Except we don’t get a very good baseline for the world. Bern & Si’s friends are supportive. We get a form of negativity from Bern’s mother, who wishes he’d date his ex-gf, I think? (Bern is bisexual.) Or maybe just date women. So is there homophobia in this world or not? We aren’t given a good sense how Nolan’s parents feel that he is gay? It seems to wholly not discuss his foster parents barring “they are aggressively competitive, Tom makes crazy food concoctions and Marla talks to him about dating Bern.” As a whole, the parents are extremely unimportant other than they provide a home and food. Are they unusual for the area? (And knowing PA, that state can have some major issues.) Or is it common in this world? Is there a reason to not hand-hold? Do they every worry about homophobia when outside school? Do the teachers say shit? There is a lot to consider. The world-building is deeply lacking. Beyond the lack of world, we get a lot of fanfic trope writing. A lot of this I’ve seen from people on my dash who are Teen Wolf fans. I used to like the show & follow TW blogs; I’m not a massive fanfic reader (*ahem* a lot of gay fetishism), but I have read it. For series like TW, you may see what I consider “animalistic tropes;” such as tackling, growling, etc. There is a lot of this. A lot of people are tackling each other to the ground, growling, and there’s this weird moment when Bern grabs the nape of Nolan’s neck that while some men do this, it felt very strange in the moment, particularly aggressively? Because the author openly admits to writing werewolf fanfic, it feels like that is what it is. For authors who write both fanfic and seek to write professionally, this is a consideration. For a gay reader, it’s really weird for a guy to grab another guy’s “nape of the neck” affectionately. (As someone who has worked around large predators, albeit primarily felids, grabbing the neck is a sexual behavior, but that just makes this weirder.) Anyways, it really struck out as weird; just very very weird. Bern is mentioned to not be into PDA (which later in the book, they do it a fair amount it seems, that is also very weird? this happens a fair amount).

Another part is that there is a lot of use of the word puppy. It is frequents so often that I’d have to stop reading because it was grossing me out. It sounds like that author is into puppy play. This isn’t to kink shame, but this is a YA novel and she writes werewolf fanfic. It starts seemingly, albeit weirdly innocuous with moments like “Bern was smooth and graceful while I was still growing out of my puppy paws” and “She tilted her head like a puppy” and “I followed him up the stairs like a puppy.” But it keeps happening. Then people start growling at each other and it just... Gets a very specific note. Mixed in with how smooth and hairless and Adonis-like the teens are written, especially by an adult woman fan, it feels... Well... It makes my skin crawl. I’m not saying that the author means to. I’m really not trying to be like ‘Hey, guys, sexual predator?” I really, really want to address that that is not my intention. My intention is that this compounds on itself. In the links about how the slash side of fandom can make gay men uncomfortable: this is the perfect example. I’ve been to events with fans and found myself, barring maybe my fiance, to be the only gay man there. If I’m shipping two characters, such as when I went to a TAZ photoshoot, and my fiance and I are the only gay cosplayers, and almost the only men period, whereas a lot of women are screaming about how cute Taako is, that gets uncomfortable. It’s not about this one fandom. It’s all fandoms. Every single one has had this fetishization problem. It’s why I never entered the Lord of the Rings fandom. I was in middle school and found “my first” fandom, only to see all of the fanfic about Sam/Frodo ships and it grossed me out. As a teen boy, it creeped me out, that all these men had to be sexual to each other, and as I only came across women shipping men, it made it more and more ostracizing. Maybe I should have addressed this earlier, but: Not all fetishization is sexual. It can be romantic, too. How (Not) to Ask a Boy to Prom’s relationships are about a teen boy who doesn’t want to date or go to prom. His sister makes him ask out Si, the big popular gay guy. Nolan/the author mocks the GSA (gay-straight alliance) club. While there are problems with some GSAs*, the author, a seemingly straight woman, is mocking an LGBT+ space. There is a chance she is bisexual; I haven’t managed to find otherwise, and that’s how this will appear to many people, as she has a husband. I will also note: a bisexual woman’s experience will differ from a gay man’s experience, and sometimes LGBT+ folks need to not speak for/over each other. Nolan ends up fake-dating Bern due to a mistake, and there’s a bit of problem I have, with how for a good portion of the book, these gay teens “need to FAKE date”. Worse to me, is that Nolan, upon realizing he likes Bern, breaks up with him and ends up sleeping (non-sexually) in a bed with his sister, deciding to go to prom together. For a straight/cis-presenting women to write this, it’s... Got a lot of different baggage to it. Especially with how idealistic (but not for gay men) she writes the characters, it gets worse and worse. It makes the gay character seem just a little less gay. His relationship with his sister is odd. It’s not “cool” to really hang out with your sister at school; I know, I had a step sister & brother. We were all roughly the same age. If these two went to prom together in the real world? They would be mocked. Also, it really makes Nolan appear not actually gay. As a gay writer, I would have him, if not go at all, go stag. The message here is: it’s better to be straight than gay and without a boyfriend. Hence how it becomes fetishistic: Nolan’s sister, both of which are older teens (around 17-18 or so) sleep together in a bed. It may not be “coded as sexual” but it is ignorant of the history that “maybe gay men can be fixed.” They even dance at prom. This is one step below asking your mother to prom. She is still his sister. It creates a narrative that he, out of the blue, dumps his boyfriend to then sleep/cuddle with his sister and they go to prom. Again, this is seen more in fanfic: we often, especially with adopted siblings, see closeness that can become romantic or sexual. I have a fair amount of friends who are adopted and this trope style is infinitely horrifying to them. It makes them feel like that society doesn’t view them as actually family. It is also a real problem: adopted family members (especially kids) have been abused by their adopted family, as if “it’s okay, they’re not actually biologically family.”

While he does eventually get back together with Bern, it’s after prom that he does this. I don’t even know why Bern accepts him. Nolan has been truly awful to this guy. Goslee doesn’t seem to understand how tenuous gay men’s statuses are. This can be held against Nolan, if not for the simple creepy fact that he sleeps and goes to prom with his sister, that he goes to prom with a woman, he may get a lot of “But are you really gay?” comments. Especially because Nolan dates only one man before going to prom with his sister (and is the one to dump his boyfriend, who he was fake-dating).

Is there more on this I could write? Yes. I probably could, but I also have to get ready to go to a movie with my fiance. So uh... Maybe there will be a part 2? We’ll see. _______ *I personally was forced out of my college’s GSA because the group was actually gay/bisexual people having orgies. So, yea, there’s some problems with certain LGBT+ spaces and being actually open to LGBT+ folks. It was also extremely transphobic and ace-phobic. **My point with this for clarification is that: I don’t want to be bribed with “lol this person is LGBT+ cuuuute!?” headcanon or otherwise. I am fine with that form of headcanoning, or AUs, but the idea of playing with gender identity and pulling it off as cute, especially by cis or straight people is skeevy and at best, ignorant, at worst, fetishistic. Link List: LGBT Exploitation in Fandom: we are not here for your entertainment

Fetishizing Homosexuality

gbpt boys’ ask about women readers of mlm stories

The Mary Sue’s On The Fetishization of Gay Men by Women in the Slash Community

Why Are So Many Gay Romances Written By Straight Women?

The Lack of Published Gay YA by Gay Authors? Let’s Talk About It

#long post #lgbt #gay issues #lgbt issues #fandom #fandom issues

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enter-creative-username · 6 years ago

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Heathers UK

Okay I’ve seen a lot of negativity towards Heathers UK, but I went to see it anyway, and oh my god. I can’t put into words how good it was. The American accents were surprisingly good and the singing was phenomenal. Carrie Hope Fletcher was amazing as always, and I loved the new songs (especially “I Say No”)

Okay so I’m going to list a few of my favorite things about the show: (spoilers btw)

• All of Beautiful

• Kurt and Ram’s (b)romance was actually kinda cute. They were inseparable in every scene.

• Veronica had so much expression... you could really understand what she was thinking. And the relationship made a lot of sense.

•Heather Chandler was always just kind of around watching and she was just so elegant even when she wasn’t (if that makes sense) idk I just love her

• JD was surprisingly creepy. He would like grab Veronica and smile really creepily at the audience.

•Dead Girl Walking was hot! Like dammmnn

• Heather M is so short and she is just an amazing cinnamon roll (Also she reminded me of Kristen Chenowith so much)

• Heather Dukes new song (I think it was called Never Shut Up Again) ... OMG IT WAS SUCH A BOP

• Mrs. Fleming literally just pointed out this guy in the third row at the “I’m ending our affair” part and the guy just looked so embarrassed and mood.

• Damn Martha can sing!

•I Love My Dead Gay Son was sooooooo good. In the middle they just started full on making out and they flashed rainbow lights everywhere, and they were wearing rainbow ties.

• No 👏 but 👏 I 👏 say👏 no 👏 is 👏 so 👏 good👏 and 👏 Carrie 👏 has 👏 the 👏 voice 👏 of 👏 an 👏 angel

• Okay so this isn’t really about the show but JD was just staring at me all through Meant to be Yours and it was great (he also had the voice of an angel)

• okay so at the last song Heather M was just nodding along and was trying to be friends with Heather D, but was rejected. It was so sad and cute, but don’t worry she went and hugged Martha after.

It was so good!!! If you get the chance I definitely recommend seeing it.

#heathers #heathersuk #heathersmusical #musical theater #musicals #carrie hope fletcher #veronica #heather #heather duke #heather chandler #heather macnamara #jd #spoilers

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morethanonepage · 7 years ago

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thoughts on Keanu Reeves Constantine?

y’know this is an interesting question bc i actually have a lot of….if not affection for the movie, at least respect for some of the adaptation choices made. Like the most common line in re: film!Constantine is that it’s a good movie but it’s not a good Hellblazer movie and in a sense that’s right, it’s not – but it’s interesting. A noble failure, definitely.

What I think it hinges on is that it’s an American setting so they went full blown American with it – which is a mistake in my mind bc the point of Hellblazer is that it’s a quintessentially English story, and that’s why every run with an American writer in the comics is meh for me – but in the sense of “American AU Constantine” I think there were some really interesting/clever choices made.

Like starting with their John – Keanu is all wrong for original brand Constantine. His John is broody, he’s brunet, he’s Good At Magic. And comics!John is the opposite of all those things. And while comics!John can be broody, the important thing is the comics themselves tend to undercut that – there’s a lot of kind of snarky takes about John being in a sulk for whatever reason, some of it even from John himself. You get very little of that in the movie, and the movie itself is very TAKE THIS MAN’S PAIN SERIOUSLY about it, so. BUT in a sense that loner self flagellating thing is an American Male Archetype the way comic John has a very English & self deprecating sense of humor, so: ok, I can kinda see it, more as a translation (to American audiences) than an adaptation.

[READ MORE BC OMG WHY DID I CARE SO MUCH???]

They make John Catholic in the movie, which is another kind of interesting choice – in the comics he’s not anything specifically though I would imagine he would’ve been raised Church of England as likely as anything else. But they kind of commit to John’s Catholicism in the movie, most likely because it has more ~mysticism~ (and the association with exorcism in general) behind it. But it also kind of sets John up as An Other, because it’s the religion of a lot of the second class immigrants (like, the Irish initially, then Latinx Americans, etc). White Catholics have a bit of a different rep, but given that the film is set in LA in the late 20th century, for me it set up more of those associations than anything else. It’s also so much more about the SUFFERING and the MARTYRDOM and the REDEMPTION NARRATIVE, which is not so much a thing in the comics (where John often does/tries to do good things but usually NOT for the explicit purpose of ~cleansing his soul~, so it’s kind of notable/interesting that both American-based adaptations [TV and Movie] focus on that a lot more. It’s may also make more sense as an arc for the medium but y’know) but IS notably a big thing in the movie.

And the thing about John, even in the comics, is that he’s an Other but Normal Passing – with comics he presents in a very Proper English Man (which is why it’s SO IMPORTANT for me that he starts off on his adventures with his shirt properly done up and his tie right, and then as the day/his bullshit unfurls he gets sloppier) way, he’s white, he’s blond, he’s handsome etc, but he’s also a bisexual mess/working class disaster mage with a progressive bent, and in the movie he’s kind of a traditional American anti hero but also has his own stuff going on. It’s not as well executed as it could be – there’s not a lot of subversion in the film version, which is kind of the point of John – but at least you get hints of his potential sexuality and they go into his mental health issues (suicide attempt, etc) and his smoking, etc.

So John is an interesting translation – not perfect, but interesting. I would even argue that he’s the weakest point in the movie as a translation-not-adaptation (tho lol baby bear Chas Kramer is up there), bc he’s very basic supernatural protagonist with no flourish. Which is not the case for the rest of the film, which COMMITS to the genre it is and does it honestly very well.

For instance I love their conception of Ravenscar, the mental hospital John has A Bad History with – in the comics it’s got an old, spooky, mad house aesthetic from the 19th century, which fits the comics and John’s history and vibe really well. The movie version goes what I feel is a very modern American direction with it: one of the 20th century industrial monsters, a huge grey building, with the fear of mental health coming from that very specific post-war fear of anything ABNORMAL (including sexuality but y’know).

The setting of LA is great – a couple of (American) comic writers have given John’s arcs there, probably for the irony of CITY OF ANGELS etc, but I think it’s a really interesting choice/contrast to everything London (where John’s mostly based in comics, tho he does sometimes roam the countryside fucking things up) represents: superficial, modern, bright days, beauty, opulence vs the grey gritty grunginess of John’s London life, etc. So for that to be movie!John’s homebase is kinda neat, frankly, esp because of the cases John gets to work on there. The set design is also great – very colorful, very willing to pull in the florescent glare of a modern city, with the Latinx Catholic touches on the streets (look the votive candles and shrines are SUCH an easy go to for ~creepy urban flavor~ and it’s probably at least a little problematic for this film featuring some other really questionable racial choices I will get to later, but) in general it LOOKS great. Their conception of hell is also fascinating and very well executed imo.

I also think there’s ONE (1) thing I think the movie does better than the tv show: the setting is WAY more dug into the working class/legit poverty of LA behind the shiny surface Hollywood stuff. The show really only hit that point in the New Orleans ep and even then….didn’t fully commit to it, but it’s SUCH a key part of the comic universe. Like Chas himself (in the show) is pitch perfect but in the ep about his family they’re LIVING IN A BROOKLYN BROWNSTONE which, real talk, is worth millions of dollars. Literally millions. On a cab driver’s salary???? Ridic. Still mad about it w/e w/e. Baby Bear Chas Kramer with his shitty cab and probably shitty apartment, following John around like a stunned duckling, is way more comics canon accurate, probably.

Rachel Weiz’s character has a lot of potential – they make her Catholic too, to have some sort of connection with John, which is eh, and they also make her a twin, whose sister kills herself at Ravenscar. Given how much John’s early backstory issue are focused around HIM being a twin (whose birth killed both his mother and his (theoretically stronger) brother) that could’ve been a cool thing to allude to, but they don’t touch on it. And Angela (ANOTHER ANGEL THING) is p cool as a character – she’s unconvinced about the ~spooky shit~ stuff until she sees evidence of it, and then believes it, as a normal average human likely would. She’s brave, she asks questions, etc. She’s not just Love Interest tho there’s a bit of that. And anyway I love Rachel Weiz generally, she’s great, could’ve had more to do though.

Tilda Swinton shows up a lot in the gifs and it was a cool choice to cast her as Gabriel – they play up the androgyny and make her less obvious of a dick than comics Gabriel is (though she ends up being…probably more of one, or at least more effective). I think their Lucifer is good too – oily and weird and creepily gentle at times. He also doesn’t get a lot to do, but he doesn’t need to – he doesn’t in the comics, usually, either.

BUT the racial stuff – the supernatural macguffin that’s supposed to bring about the end of the world is found IN A MEXICAN DESERT and then SMUGGLED OVER THE BORDER to LA to bring about the end of the world, like, who wrote this, Donald J. Trump?? – is generally #bad. But this is something it shares with the show (GOD THOSE MEXICO EPS, I LEGIT ALMOST QUIT THE SHOW BC OF IT), tho at least they had an actual Mexican actress to temper that nonsense. NO SUCH LUCK from the movie – just lots of creepy zombish brown people trying to bring around an apocalypse, super cool.

And not only is meh as a metaphor, to impute such a conservative metaphor into a the Hellblazer Verse, with its infamous/classic DEMON YUPPIES FROM HELL and in general tips toward the progressive/pro immigrant ethos, is BAFFLING to me. I mean maybe more in tune with American sentiments about everything, which I have argued above is an interesting choice, but still, boooo.

Also the fact that John quits smoking at the end of the movie is such Hollywood garbage it almost outweighs the positives. I mostly imagine he and Angela date for like a month, he’s such a bitch when going through withdrawal that she dumps his ass, and then he goes back to smoking/sulking around LA doing bad exorcisms. That’s the real John Constantine, babey!!!

#oh god i scrolled up and saw much i wrote this is nonsense #more than you or anyone else should ever know about my feelings about constantine (2005)#constantine #hellblazer #waverly-earp

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nctverse · 7 years ago

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Boyfriend!Taeil

Anonymous said:

hiii omg i rlly like your boyfriend series^^ can i request one for taeil? hihi love your work!!♡♡♡

A/N- Thank you so much! i really hope you enjoy! for some reason taeil is one of the boys i have a really hard time writing about because i feel like i cant fully grasp his personality so i sat down for hours and watching so many videos of him, studying his behaviors and actions and this was the result! i really hope i did him justice because he's such a sweetheart im so soft for him aaaaa Thank you for the challenge!!

Genre; Fluff with some smut at the end

MASTERLIST

Date

Taeil strikes as a dinner date kind of guy

the super mannerly kind who interlocks arms with you guiding you to the table

pulls the chair out for you before he sits

and maybe even offers to order your food for you

takes you to formal restaurants because he loves it when you dress up

totally the type to say something mega cheezy

“Wow, I see you everyday but some how you always manage to surprize with your beauty”

and you love seeing him in his formal wear too

after getting situated hed strike up a little cute conversation

in the midst of the conversation he’d somehow manage to rest his hand on top of yours as a little gesture of his affection

hes a little goofy i could also he him poking you under the table with his foot to make you smile

he adores the simplest things like watching you take a sip of the red wine which matched your wine red attire in such an unintentionally alluring way

all he could think was “Shes my Queen”

which he didn’t realize he said out loud

you loved his cheesiness so you couldnt help but reciprocate it

“And youre my King.”

Mega heart eyes the whole time

i lost my segway skill

Skinship

taeil seems pretty fond of skinship

i mean just look at him and winwin

looooooves hand holding

also pretty mature about pda

like he wouldnt be overly shy

but he’d limit it to hold hands hugging and little pecks here and there

you’d just be casually watching tv and he lay his head on your lap

or have you between his legs so he evelop you in a nice warm embrace

once hes in it hes in it

doesnt want to separate

hes hella clingy when that happens and hell just whine a bit

he likes looking into your eyes not creepily because he feels like its very intimate and you can learn lots about someone just by a small action like that

really appreciates the mall things like the random “i love you” text at 2am because that lets him now you’re thinking of him

relishes in the way you softly pet him while laying in bed

or the soft kiss you press to his forehead whenever you walk past him

he also loves serenading you whenever you ask

you’re laying in his lap when you look up and ask him to sing for you

he will just look down give you the warmest smile

“Of course anything for you princess”

Sex with Taeil

i see him being very vanilla

i don’t see him being very into the whole dom or sub thing

you’d have to ask him to try that stuff which he’d be more than happy to do if it makes you happy

he never really has “sex” he’d rather “make love”

it’s the ultimate form of his affection

he’d put your pleasure above everything

body worship x10000000

Hed be pretty vocal in general

paying you many compliments underneath his breathless moans

his lips your trace every part of your naked body just to show how much he truly loves you

he loves taking everything very slow

would for sure eat you out

and he was surprizingly hella good at it too

when it finally came to the main event,,

hed still take it slow

he’d slide in so smoothly

it was like you were made for him

hed study your facial expression making sure you were not in any pain at all before he proceeded to thrust

his thrusts were deep and strong, but not fast

he wanted to savor the feeling of you around him

he pressed kisses in between moans made of honey along your neck

his thrusts slightly sped up as he neared his high, pulling out to finish on the exposed skin of your stomach

his heart fluttered at the sight of you covered in his seed

he wouldn’t let you go without orgasming so he would go down on you skillfully until you came

he would clean you up with a warm yet towel treating you like the queen that you are 🤧🤧

MASTERLIST

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itsthisgirlfanfic · 5 years ago

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Chapter 7

Laith

I was sitting on a stool testing out the focus on my camera in the studio. I was looking all around zooming in and doing various things with it… Waiting for Stephanie to come for her photoshoot. When I saw her picture I immediately thought she was so beautiful. I wanted to take pictures of her so bad, so I had someone contact her. Her career can sky rocket with a face like hers.

There was'nt that much people I noticed as I kept looking around, then I heard a door close. I turned to the spot and wow…

There she was.

Even more beautiful in person.

I zoomed in on her, as she introduced herself and hugged some of the staff members. Laughing and talking to them. I immediately noticed the red vans on her feet.

I chuckled to myself.

“Stalker much?”

Startled by that, my camera almost hit the floor.

“Zoe what the hell!”, I whispered, turning around knowing it was her.

“Why are you whispering?”, she asked, her arms crossed as she watched Stephanie also.

I shook my head. Zoe…my assistant. More like a best friend. I’ve known her for years, always been by my side.

Just then Stephanie was walking towards us. A “hey” escaped from her mouth, along with a bright smile.

I just started staring at her.

No words can…wow..she’s beautiful.

With a huff, Zoe replied.

“Hey!”, she said.

“I’m Zoe and this is Laith”, she tapped my shoulder, getting me out my trance.

“Hey”, I hit her with the sly smile.

“Nice to meet you guys”, she smiled again and reached out her hand.

“No we don’t shake hands over here”, I smiled and reached for hug. Savoring every moment of it…

Then cut by Zoe clearing her throat.

Stephanie smiled then started looking around, biting her lip. She looked so innocent. Not even knowing she’s entering the harsh world of becoming a model.

“So.. what do I do now?”, she chuckled.

“Oh lemme take you to makeup, so we can get you ready.”, Zoe intervened.

I smiled at them as they walked away.

____

2 hours later..

“These came out so nice!”, Stephanie said for the hundreth time as she scrolled down on the computer.

“Yea your a natural, your sure you havent modeled before?”, I said.

“Nope unless Myspace counts”,she said laughing and still scrolling.

“Your really good Laith”, she added. Clicking a black and white picture I took of water trickling down vase.

“Well, not to sound cocky, but I know I am pretty good.”, I popped my collar.

She chuckled.

Man I need to get to know her more…

“You know maybe I can show you more of-

"Hey Stephanie we need you to sign some papers”, Zoe cuts me off calling out from behind us. Major cockbloking.

I gave her a death stare.

She smirked and shrugged her shoulders as Stephanie gets up and follows her.

I shook my head and clicked to one of Stephanie’s pictures to start editing it. It did'nt need much.

You know what, a girl like her probably has a boyfriend, but I’m a dude that’s looking for love…that does'nt matter.

Right?

Tyler

“And she had me signing mad shit and stuff”, Stephanie went on about her photoshoot. Dipping her french fry in ketchup then popping it in her mouth. I took a bite out of my burger. Barbeque sauce spilt out the side of my mouth. I smiled at her creepily waiting for her to notice me as she took a bite out of her burger. She looked up and almost choked.

“Ew Ty wipe your face!”, she through a napkin my way and laughed.

“What! Don’t I look sexy?”, I said in a sad voice.

“Your too much”, she laughed again and shook her head.

Just then a group of girls came up to our table. Fuck, I told Stephanie not to get us a table outside.

“We know you hate when people ask you for your autograph while your eating but…can we have your autograph?”, one of them said.

“OMG and if thats your girlfriend she’s so pretty, omg hi Tyler’s girlfriend!”, another added waving to Stephanie.

“Holaaa….”, Stephanie aqward waved.

I looked at Stephanie with my eyes wide in annoyance, and she just shook her head and popped another french fry in her mouth.

“Not to sound like a dick, but nah, can you guys like give us some privacy.”, I finally said giving them a dumb look.

“Awww I’m sorry Tyler and Tyler’s Girlfriend-”

“Stephanie”, I said.

“Oh ok!”, one of the girls aqwardly said.

They were still all standing there… shocked with there heads down.

I sighed.

“Fuck it, here I’ll give you guys my autograph.”, I finally said.

They screamed.

These bitches were giving me a headache but whatever.

When I was done giving them there autographs and everything was back to calm, I looked at Stephanie.

She had this look.

“I’m your girlfriend now?”, she said smirking.

I smiled back.

“Since you moved here.”

Stephanie

“Mom!”, I called out as I enter the house.

It was silent.

I furrowed my eyebrows.

“Joe?”, I yell out this time.

Still silent.

I walk around, checking all the rooms. Everything looks untouched.

I walk in the kitchen, and there I find it.

A note:

Joe surprised me with a trip to Las Vegas, we won’t be home until next week. I’m sorry it’s so sudden. Please take care of the house. Joe left his car. He wants the gas tank to be full when we get back. I love you.

-Mom

After I read the note I crumpled it and threw it in the trash can. That bitch cheats on my mom…now wants to surprise her with a trip?

And my mom eats it all up. She depends so much on this man. Funny thing is, she never told me what happend to my father…

I really hope as I get older, I never become like her. I’m 19, I should be out of here anyway.

I go in my room, and sit on my bed crossed leg, thinking…

Well I’ll have the house to myself…

Fun?

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helloyukimura · 7 years ago

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Daehyun’s Route - Chapter 2

Hi everyone,

This is chapter 2 of Daehyun’s Route. It’s part of the B.A.P Castle story. If you did not read chapter 1 you can read it with the link below.

https://helloyukimura.tumblr.com/post/162484763637/daehyuns-route-chapter-1

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Somebody knocks on the door. It was Youngjae. He seems to be very worried about you and came over to see you. The look on your face could tell that there was more than Daehyun’s dance performance.

DH: “Yah Youngjae! What are you doing here?”

YJ: “First, even when she is your partner I’m still worried about her. Second, this woman was my ex-lover, I want her to remember me before she chooses for you. Third, in term of the B.A.P castle rules, she is your partner. But I love her too much to let you drink her blood or accidentally kill her.”

DH: “Yah! I’m not that stupid to kill her! Now get out!”

YJ: “(y/n)-ah if Daehyun tries to do anything with you. Youngjae oppa will protect you.”

DH: “Enough talking! Go away Youngjae!”

Daehyun pushes Youngjae out of his room. You continue to finish your cheesecake. You still couldn’t believe Youngjae. What if the one he loves is my grandma? That would be awkward. You shake your head and finish your cheesecake.

You: “Mmmm I like it! Thank you Daehyunnie oppa~”

Daehyun smiles at you. He was sitting next to you. His smiling face was so cute that it made you feel shy.

DH: “I’m glad that you liked it~”

You: “So what’s next?”

DH: “I want to play a game with you. If I win you will give me a trickle of blood.”

YJ: “Yah! Jung Daehyun! You're not playing that game again!”

DH: “Aish! Youngjae-yah! Why are so loud? If you going to keep doing this I will call Himchannie hyung.”

YJ: “Himchannie hyung told me to keep an eye on you both.”

DH: “Why do you guys don't trust me at all? It's not like I'm going to kill her.”

YJ: “Based on the accidents before, you might kill her if you are hungry.”

You shiver at the thought of dying. You quickly left Daehyun and went to the bathroom. You wash your hands and the mark Daehyun left on your finger stings.

You: “Ow it hurts.”

You always had trouble with recovering from your wounds. It could take weeks for you to heal a small wound. However, your blood was very popular with mosquitos. Every summer your legs would be fully covered with mosquito bites.

The next day you woke up alone in Daehyun's room. You heard someone knocking on your door. It was Youngjae.

YJ: “(y/n)-ah~ It’s morning~ Did you woke up already?”

DH: “Youngjae-yah aren't you a little bit too much? You're disturbing (y/n). I even went out to leave her all alone. Can't you see how caring I am? I left her my room for the whole night.”

YJ: “If you were that caring you wouldn't have attacked her in the first place.”

DH: “What are you saying?! Do you want to pick a fight with me?”

You couldn't stand their noises. You swing the door open just to be standing between them.

You: “Why don't you guys get out and fight somewhere else, where I can't hear you!”

Before they could say anything to you. You closed the door loudly.

DH: “It’s your fault! Now she hates us both.”

YJ: “No I'm sure that some way deep down she still loves me.”

DH: “Yeah sure… in your dreams. She’s mine now.”

YJ: “Not before you took her blood. I still have a chance.”

DH: “I'm planning to take it when she’s ready for it.”

YJ: “If you're planning to do that you might kill her accidentally.”

DH: “No I won't.”

YJ: “I will keep an eye on you 24/7.”

Youngjae made the “I’m watching you” movement. Daehyun rolls his eyes and left Youngjae.

DH: “Hi beautiful. How are you feeling today?”

You: “Moody. I didn't have breakfast yet.”

DH: “Ah of course. Humans need to eat. Let's go to our kitchen!”

Daehyun pulls your hand. You were running to the kitchen.

HC: “Good morning! You two are early.”

DH: “Himchannie hyung (y/n) is feeling hungry. Can you make her some delicious food?”

HC: “Everything for my lady.”

Himchan winks at you.

DH: “By the way, hyung are you joining Masterchef today? What’s up with your clothing?”

HC: “I’m always wearing this in the kitchen.”

DH: “Yeah sure.”

You: “Clothes make the man right? If he didn't wear his Masterchef outfit. I wouldn't have trusted him in the kitchen.”

HC: “Exactly.”

DH: “Hmm I guess that you do have a point there.”

A few minutes later Himchan finished his super deluxe breakfast for you.

HC: “Bon appetite my lady.”

You: “Woaaah!! This is perfect!”

All the beautiful colours and the way the fruits lay on your pancakes with honey on top.

You: “Daehyun-ah! Can you see what I see?”

DH: “I see something very delicious.”

Before you could take a picture Daehyun dives into your pancake with his fork. You open your mouth waiting for him. Unfortunately, he filled his own mouth.

HC: “Yaaah!! You ruined my perfect dish!”

You: “Omg my perfect breakfast!”

DH: “Ugh it’s terrible. It doesn't even taste, good.”

HC: “Dude it’s made for the human taste not yours.”

You: “You've ruined my breakfast…”

DH: “What about it? It's no big deal. Himchannie hyung can always make more for you.”

You: “It's something about your manners! You don't have manners! Aish I'm out of here.”

DH: “But-“

You left the kitchen leaving them alone. Himchan smiles devilishly at Daehyun. He claps his hand twice and Youngjae stood in front of Daehyun.

HC: “Grab this kid, we are going to teach him some manners.”

DH: “WOAAAAH!! Wait! (Y/n)-ah! I'm sorry please help me!”

You ended up feeling hungry in Daehyun’s room. Thinking about Himchan’s perfect breakfast. You rolled over the bed and smacked Daehyun's cushion.

You: “Aish this idiot! I hate him!”

*Knock knock*

You: “Who is it?”

JU: “It’s me Jongup.”

You: “Jongup oppa?”

JU: “I came over to bring you breakfast. Himchannie hyung made you a new one.”

You: “Oh my god! Really?”

Jongup smiles brightly while giving you your breakfast.

You: “It smells so great that I feel like crying.”

JU: “Here eat up.”

You took a big bite of the pancake with fruits.

You: “Sooo delicious~ Thank you Jongup oppa. I will have to thank Himchan oppa later.”

Jongup petting your head gently.

JU: “I feel happy as long you are happy.”

You: “I feel like your pet right now.”

JU: “You look like a cat enjoying her food.”

You: “Eh thanks?”

Jongup laughs at your reaction.

JU: “Its a joke.”

You: “Oh really? But you don't look like you were joking with me.”

JU: “Haha”

You wonder why Jongup looks so innocent en angelic. He is such an angel. A minute later Daehyun burst into his room.

DH: “Jongup-ah!! Where were you all the time? I've missed you so much!”

He cuddles Jongup tightly. Almost breaking his ribs.

JU: “Ah… Hyung I can't breath.”

You tapped Daehyun's arm.

You: “You’re hurting Jongup oppa.”

DH: “No I'm not.”

Daehyun smiles creepily.

You: “Youngjae oppa! Daehyun oppa is acting weird again!”

DH: “Oh shit! Nooo, don't say anything!”

Daehyun caught you in his arms putting his hands in front your mouth.

You: “Mmmhn!!”

JU: “Hyung she was just telling you the truth. The way you were cuddling me really hurts.”

DH: “Haha! I did that on purpose.”

YJ: “Who called my name~”

DH: “Crap! I have to go now.”

Daehyun released you and quickly went off to run. Youngjae catches him on time while putting his hand over his face.

DH: “Mmmmhph!!”

YJ: “I will take care of him.”

Then he left the room with Daehyun.

You: “I’ve the feeling that they are actually married to each other…”

JU: “I call it bromance.”

You: "Yeah right..."

The End of chapter 2 of Daehyun's Route!

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choisgirls · 8 years ago

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Okay so let's pretend that the RFA were able to talk to their respective MC in a language besides Korean so they've been assuming for the longest time ever that MC can't speak Korean. One day, they come home and hear her singing a song creepily in Korean and once they find her she's just laughing her ass off. How would the RFA react? I'm sorry I just have a sudden urge to see someone write this if your requests aren't open feel free to disregard this~

A/N: I’m so sorry this took so long omfg ;A; But I hope I got what you were talking about??? ~Admin 404

*YOOSUNG:

-Sinceyou didn’t start out speaking Korean in the chatroom, he just assumed youcouldn’t

-OOOOOA FOREIGNER, YOOSUNG IS HYPED

-Afterthe two of you got close, he came home early from his classes one day- notknowing you were in your shared home

-He wasin the middle of changing, shirt halfway over his head, when he noticedsinging?

-It wasa standard Korean lullaby, but it was being sung quiet and very slowly

-HEACTUALLY GOT SO SCARED THAT HE GOT STUCK IN HIS SHIRT

-Triedto run out of the house, thinking it was a ghost, but ran into the wall-resulting in him falling on his ass

-Youpull the shirt off his head, asking if he was alright

-“MCWE GOTTA GET OUT OF HERE, THERE’S A GHOST!!!! A G H O S T!!!”

-He’sup on his feet, trying to drag you out of the house yoosung what about yourshirt

-“Aghost? What do you mean? What makes you say that?”

-“Ijust heard someone sing this lullaby all slow and creepy and we just, WE GOTTAGO”

-Superconfused when you bust out laughing

-omgyou weren’t laughing at the fact he had no shirt on, were you???

-“Thatwasn’t a ghost, I was singing!”

-Onesecond, two seconds, three seconds…. ding! Light bulb!

-“Youlearned a Korean lullaby? When did you do that?”

-“Uh,years ago. When I learned Korean. Didn’t you know that?

-whenyou fuckin’ WHAT

-He iscompletely mindblown to find out you speak Korean??

-Thoughnow he’s really embarrassed aboutjust assuming you didn’t know the language

-Superhappy to talk in either language, it makes him feel cool tbh

-iscompletely pissed off when he finds out you sent a video of him running intothe wall to saeyoung

*ZEN:

-Healways asks for an extra copy of his scripts in *insert mc native languagehere* so you can practice with him!!

-Younever understood why he did that, maybe he was just trying to be nice?

-But healways did that with you? With everything?

-AnyDVD’s, CD’s, absolutely anything he brings home is in your native language

-Doeshe think you’re more comfortable that way?

-Obviously,you appreciate it but it’s kind of like…..

-There’sno need to go so out of his way to do all of that for you!

-Oneday, you were taking a shower and decided to sing one of the songs from hismost recent play

-Youlove Zen and love that he’s happy with his career but god daMN THAT SONG ISSTUCK IN YOUR HEAD AND YOU ARE BEYOND DONE WITH IT

-So youmade fun of it by singing ridiculously, trying different voices, tones,anything you can think of

-All ofa sudden, the bathroom door is thrown open, slamming against the wall

-"MCIS THAT YOU?? ARE YOU SINGING LIKE THAT?? HAVE MY WORDS TOUCHED YOU SO DEEPLYTHAT YOU KNOW THEM BY HEART, DISPITE THEM BEING IN ANOTHER LANGUAGE?”

-Youjust poke your head out of the shower to stare at him, watching as he starts totalk to himself about how beautiful his voice must for you to have learned itso quickly

-“Doyou know the meaning??? I can give you a word by word translation!! Do you wantthat? DO YOU WANT ME TO DO THAT?”

-“No?I mean, yeah… You play it all the time… because you’re learning it but Iknow the words on my own, thanks sweetheart”

-You???Knew what the words meant??

-Hejust kind of stares at you in disbelief before you roll your eyes and return totaking your shower

-“Zen?Why are you still here? Go aw-” “YOU CAN SPEAK KOREAN”

-Yousigh and agree that yes, you can speak Korean, and you’ve been able to thiswhole time

-Hestarts crying??? What in the world???

-“ICANNOT BELIEVE I DIDN’T KNOW THIS ABOUT MY LOVE! I’M A TERRIBLE MAN, DON’T LOOKAT ME, MC!” not looking at you anyway, zen, tryna shower here

-“Savethe drama for your play later, sweetheart. It’s alright, I just never saidanything about knowing another language”

-Literallyspent most of the rest of the day just pouting and feeling terrible that henever knew. You have to comfort him often because it was something neither ofyou ever really brought up way to go mc ya broke ya boyfriend

*JAEHEE:

-Afterworking for Jumin for so long, she’s unfortunately learned to assume if youlook foreign, you might not speak other languages

-Soshe’s already assumed you speak only your native language, so she automaticallyaccommodates to your needs

-Thoughyou…. don’t need it??

-Youfigured that she wanted to make things easier for you, which you appreciated,but you wanted to make things easy for her too!!

-What’sfunny is that you’ve talked to her late at night, after she’s been up for days,in Korean so that it’s easier for her mind to process what you ask

-Didshe pick up on it? Not at all. poor tired bby, someone help her

-Sodespite the fact that you leave notes for her written in Korean, she just…hasn’t…. noticed?

-Becauseshe still talks to you in your native tongue

-Seriously,you’ve tried everything to make it blatantly obvious that you could speakKorean

-Theeasiest way to tell her that, ‘hey, i don’t need you to translate convos forme, i promise’ is to just straight up tell her

-Exceptyou didn’t get a chance to?

-Youwere sweeping the house one day, belting out one of Zen’s songs from his latestmusical

-Gettinginto it, you dance with the broom, dipping it dramatically

-Duringyour dip though, you look up to find Jaehee standing in the doorway, at a lossfor words

-“Oh…so.. you really do speak Korean.. I wasn’t going crazy, then”

-SHELOOKED SO EMBARRASSED THAT YOU COULDN’T HELP BUT FEEL BAD

-“I,um, I apologize for just assuming that you-”

-Youcut her off when you pulled her into a quick dance around the living room,singing the previous song all over again

-With aswift motion, you dipped her like you did the broom

-Aquick peck to her lips sent her over the edge and she burst into giggles

-“You’rea much better dance partner than the broom” you tell her in Korean, with awiggle of your eyebrows

-Shepushes you away from her and laughs as she leaves the room, calling over hershoulder

-“Maybeyou should learn a few more songs there, MC”

*JUMIN:

-Alsoguilty of just assuming you only spoke your native language

-Alsonever bothered to ask

-Youdon’t even bother to tell him though because you’re lowkey salty about it

-Like???He didn’t even ask???

-Youlove him and all, but it’s been… how long? And he never even bothered to asKYOU IF YOU KNEW HIS LANGUAGE

- damnmister trustfund kid

-Butit’s actually really funny because he talks to Elizabeth in Korean

-So hethinks you don’t know how much he’s praising her, or baby-talking her

-ButyouKNOW

-Andyou’re left wondering why he doesn’t talk to you like that sometimes

- goddamn cat getting all the attention (kiDDING I LOVE U ELLY)

-Butlet’s be honest, you love her just as much and do the same exact thing

-Infact, you love to sing to her! And she loves it too!

-Sheturns into a freaking motor box when you sing, she loves it soo much

-So yousing to her every day, it makes her happy, makes you happy, everyone is happy

-Oneday, you were singing to her, but Jumin actually came home early??

-So heheard you singing too, and just sat down quietly next to you

-Waitedpatiently until you finished the song before speaking

-“So,you sing to Elizabeth?”

-“Everyday, sweetheart! You just happened to catch the show”

-Immediatelythought about asking Saeyoung to install some hidden microphone or something tocapture you singing every day

- thatisnt creepy at all, dude

-With aslight tilt of his head, he looked at you, eyes full of question

-Youhad to fight the urge to kiss his cute little face, but it was worth it

-“So,MC? You can speak Korean? Not just *insert native language here*?”

-Younodded in agreement, looking down at Elly, petting her with a smile on yourface

-“I’veknown this whole time… *pulls Elly up to face* But SOMEBODY *kisses Elly’snose* Never bothered asking. Did he? No, no he didn’t! He didn’t, did heElizabeth??”

-Youshot him a side glare, watching as his face twisted into slight embarrassmentand back to a playful one before getting up to leave the room

-“It’sokay, MC. I’ll test out how well you can pronounce those Korean words latertonight.”

*SAEYOUNG:

-HeloVED your aCCENT

-So hespoke to you in your native language just so he could hear it

-Did heknow you could speak Korean?

-Yeahprobably

-DID HECARE? I’m hearing “no”

-Did heremember, a long time later, that you could speak Korean?

-Again,I am going with no

-He’salways thinking about god knows what all the damn time so it isn’t surprisingthat he forgot you spoke Korean all together

-Infact, you were hoping he did forget you spoke Korean, or your new plan wouldn’twork out how you wanted it to

-Yousee, you and Saeyoung like to prank each other like crazy, but his last onereally irked you

-(Imean come on??? Who in the world thinks it’s funny to sneak a permanent markerinto your pants pocket when you do laundry??? That rUINS YOUR CLOTHES)

-So,you decided that revenge was in order, and you wanted nothing more than to scarehim to death

-Aftera long set up with a creepy life-size doll trapped to an rc car, a couple ofspeakers hidden, and a ton of hidden cameras, you were ready for him to comehome

-Whenhe got into the room and noticed the girl standing in the corner, heimmediately noped the hell out and tried leaving

-Butyou locked the door! There is no escaping sweet revenge!

-Youstarted to sing little kids nursery rhymes through a microphone, it comingthrough the hidden speakers broken and ominous

-“noPE!NOPE NOPE NOPE. WHAT THE HELL IS THIS, WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU? I KNOW HOW TOFIGHT LITTLE GIRL, I’M NOT AFRAID TO KICK YOU IN THE FACE”

-So youkept singing, stopping only to ask him to come play, in child-like voice

-“NOI DON’T WANNA PLAY, JESUS CHRIST, SOMEONE LET ME OUT”

-Youdecided to chase him around with the doll, using the wireless controller fromthe other room

-Youdidn’t know he could scream in such a high pitch, I swear to god, dogs fromaround the world could hear it

-He wasgetting out of that room, then and there. He broke down the door. Ran down thehallway and heard you laughing from another room

-Hedidn’t even think about why you were laughing, he just jumped onto your lap,and latched onto you, hugging tight and burying his face against you

-“MC!THERE’S A CREEPY DEMON CHILD IN THE OTHER ROOM IT’S CHASING ME, MC PLEASEPROTECT ME”

-Butyou couldn’t even reply- you were laughing too hard. He looked around and sawyour set up of monitors, wireless controller, and microphone

-Helooked up at you with a ton of mixed emotions

-Firstof all he was still a little freaked out?? But he was also kinda pissed offthat you scared the hell out of him! But he’s also in awe that you set all thisup… and so in love with how hard you’re laughing…

-HEDOESN’T KNOW WHAT TO F E E L

-Takesa second to think about the situation and suddenly remembers

-“Wait…you can speak Korean… I TOTALLY FORGOT YOU COULD DO THAT? WHAT THE HELL MC, ITHOUGHT YOU WERE SOME CREEPY LITTLE GIRL”

-Yougive him an innocent smile, but based on the look he gave you once he stood upand walked away

-He wasprobably going to use that fact against you for his revenge prank, and youweren’t positive you wanted to know what that was going to be

*V:

-Offthe bat, he asks which language you’re more comfortable speaking in

-Whenyou said your own native language, he understood, and tried his best to accommodatefor you!

-Eversince then he’s always making sure he can translate things for you, whether itbe signs or casual conversation

-Youknew Korean but didn’t know if you were a strong enough speaker, which is whyyou initially told him you were comfortable with your first language

-So,you secretly were testing out your language skills every time the two of youwent out!

-Whenhe translated for you and you had gotten it right in your head, you were soexcited!

-But hedidn’t know that ’s what you were doing??

-Hejust always saw you light up and smile softly to yourself and it made him weAK

-Was itbecause he was translating for you??

-Didn’tknow exactly, but was definitely going to keep doing whatever he was doingbecause that loOK

-IT WASSOOO PRECIOUS

-But hefelt bad that he couldn’t go shopping with you one day because he had somepeople he had to see

-Whatif you couldn’t read the signs?? What if you couldn’t talk to the people?? WhAtIf-

-So he triedto make his meetings go as quickly as possible without being rude

-And heran to meet you at your favourite coffee shop, where he knew you’d stop first!

-As hewalked up behind you, getting ready to surprise you and order for you, he tooka step back when he heard you ordering perfectly fine in Korean

-Youeven made small talk with the barista! In perfect Korean!

-Whenyou turned around with your coffee, he stared at you in surprise, but he scaredthe shit out of you! You almost dropped your coffee!

-“V!Hey! You scared me…. I thought you had to go meet a few people? Did somethinghappen? Are you alright?”

-Youasked. In perfect Korean. Why did you doubt your language skills??

-“Ithought you only knew *your native language of choice*? So I haven’t needed totranslate for you this whole time?”

-Youcould see the disappointment in his eyes as you quickly shook your head (andhands) in embarrassment

-“Nono no no, you asked me in the beginning if I was more comfortable with mynative language, which I am! I know Korean but I was afraid about gettingsomething wrong, so I really appreciated all of your translations! They help memake sure I’m learning and getting it all right!”

-Explainingit to him was definitely the smart move because you watched as he went from sadpuppy to ecstatic pup knowing that he was able to help you learn new things andsolidify what you already knew!

-Fromthen on, he always tries to let you figure it out first, then help you if youneed it!

-Was heembarrassed that he always translated when you didn’t need it? Yes

-Did heget over it quickly? Also yes. He’s a precious tol bean. He is alright withthis revelation.

*SAERAN:

-Alsoknew from the start that you knew Korean

-Hetalked to you from the beginning in Korean so he knew afterwards that you’dknow

-Notlike you all of a sudden lost your knowledge on a full language….right?

-Thatbeing said he just plain refuses to let you pretend like you can’t speak himlanguage

-Everytime you try to talk to him in your native language he just kind of looks atyou with absolutely no emotion

-“Hi,MC, speak in a language I know please, thanks”

-Likeseriously

-Thisman does not let you have any fun with it at all

-Youeven tried to fake some sort of amnesia, too

-To like,pretend you forgot how to speak Korean so he’d have to talk to you in yournative language

-Did itwork? No

-Hejust stared at you like you were stupid

-He’ssuch a jERK

-WHYCAN’T YOU JUST PLAY ALONG, SAERAN. JUST GIVE ME THIS ONE THING

-Youeven try to mess with him in public

-Youask him to order some food for you, asking him in your native language

-Thecashier is confused but Saeran just stares at you

-Hecompletely understands what you say, despite pretending that he doesn’t

-Turnsback to the cashier and tells them that you’re getting nothing

-WAITSAERAN PLEASE I WANT FOOD TOO

-Untilthe day he slips up and responds to a question you ask him in your language

-Youcelebrate, including a victory dance

-Hejust curses at himself for messing up and letting you win

-Thoughhe does think it’s really cute that you’re thisexcited about winning

-Maybehe should let you win more often thAT WONT HAPPEN

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