#so for him this is like. the correct amount of effort you're supposed to put into your relationships

[aledethanlast]

For the last time Neil is not oblivious he's just so busy playing 5d chess with everyone he meets that the concept of regular chess baffles and bores him. Matt what do you mean I should hook up with a cheerleader can't you see I'm busy waging psychological warfare on a Frenchman.

[xayasmrxsoftlyx]

Imagine...

Imagine you recently moved to the outskirts of a forest. The nature is beautiful and you do your part to keep it that way. You plant pollinator friendly flowers, rabbit friendly herbs, deer friendly bushes, you put out bird feeders, hummingbird feeders, squirrel feeders (though honestly, it's just extra bird feeders with less specific seeds since you noticed the birds didn't always eat the variety equally). Hell, you even changed out your lawn from traditional grass to clover and native wild flowers to use less water. You've been putting in a lot of effort to keep things nice for nature-- it's certainly been noticed, too.

In fact, you've no idea of the amount of eyes watching your beauty preserve nature's beauty- and to them you are nature's finest beauty. Looking at your plush body care for, tend to, and love the very things that feed their lives' essence; it's a sight that cannot be beat. At first, it was a competition amongst the forest. Who was yours? Who you belonged to? Now, now they understand that just like you work so hard to aid all of them, they can all share, love, tend to, and care for you, as well.

Imagine the first you meet, unbeknownst to you, is planned- it's all planned. You're sitting outside on a blanket, book in hand, just enjoying some rare free time when you hear a loud buzzing. It sounds as if a humming bird were flying right beside your ear. Yet, when you look up, it's certainly not that far from the truth despite not being completely correct in concept.

He's shorter than you, but not by much, barely hovering a foot off the ground. He hides half his body behind your oak tree- the one with all your feeders on it. He's got brilliant colors and jerks almost completely behind the tree when your eyes meet. (He's supposed to be speaking to you but when his eyes met your own shining gaze, he couldn't help but grow shy.) Your sweet, comforting scent has wafted in the air, stirred up in part by his own rapidly fluttering wings. He's buzzing with anxiety and adrenaline, the need to prove and show you his skills battling with his fear of your rejection. Now that he's gotten so close to those plump cheeks, he needs to kiss. Now that he's seen how soft and warm you are he needs to get closer; he needs to feel how soft and plush you are as he clings to your chubby form from his own anxiety.

Imagine you softly call out to him, voice sounding like both the sweetest lullaby to soothe his racing heart and mind and also just like home- like the sound he'd come come to with a nest full of little hatchlings and your warmth shared. It's that thought that spurs him into action, faster than you could reasonably expect. After all, the speed he can achieve gets to nearly the same as a traditional hummingbird.

He's higher in the air than you'd ever think he'd go, he shoots down, nearly towards you- no, definitely towards you, nearly at you the speed of which creates a loud chirp and you hear the sweet melody of whistles erupt from him as he's closer to you. As he hovers before you, dance still pumping adrenaline through him, he's more than proud of the awed expression you've been unable to shake. When you close your book and set it down to completely give him your full attention, he preens at your acceptance. You may not fully understand your own consent to his courtship, but the primal, feral instinct within him is more than satisfied with your open attraction and silent acceptance of him into your space- your life. He lingers by you for a moment and when he doesn't hide or fly away from you, it indicates he's comfortable enough with you. You smile and begin to speak.

Imagine you still keep your voice soft, welcoming for him. It's so, so sweet of you to care so much for him already- such a precious, soft, sweet mate you are already without hardly trying. You introduce yourself to him- you give him your name! As you do so, he flits around you with little twirls and swoops in his own excitement. Instinctually, you hold your hand out to shake. He grabs it instantaneously within his own soft, warm grasp. He holds your hand, enjoying how his hands are still just a smidge bigger than your own little, pudgy ones; even if it's barely noticeable to you, he can tell. You give the shared grasp a shake but he doesn't release you, instead he uses it to hover closer to you. (He's tempted to swoop into your outreached arm and cuddle into your side, he's strongly resisting that temptation. The mantra in his head is "not now, don't do it, not now...")

You smell like the flowers you plant, the earthiness of fresh watered soil, and there's a warmth beneath it all he can't place. It's enchanting, nearly hypnotizing. (Fuck, the other's are going to drool over your scent later when they get closer- maybe even over him if it's strong enough lingering on him after he meets you.) When he finally releases, he gives you his own name breathlessly with a giant blush upon his cheeks. His feathers puff up around him in his embarrassment before he dashes off towards the forest. As he does so, he pauses to look back at you every few yards. Instead of following you like he's silently urging and beckoning you to do, you smile, little puffy cheeks rounding adorably as you tell him "see you soon!" (fuck- his heart is going as fast as his wings and that cannot be healthy)

Imagine you start seeing Calypte more often. In fact, you start meeting him in your garden at least twice a week. After your first week, you begin to bring him fruit to eat, since you didn't quite think he drank from the hummingbird feeder like his look alike. The first time he ate the orange so ravenously for you that you never stopped. He knows that in nature, if he were true to his counterpart, he wouldn't be building the nest- you would. He knows in nature his counterparts instinct wouldn't be to linger after copulation, but he supposes that side of him is entirely the human part.

The need to preen and nest for you, the need to stay by your side, the need for you attention, for your care, for your love. That is surely, entirely his humanity. After all, hybrids are different from their animal inspiration. They're an interesting amalgamation of all the best parts of both. That's why they were created, why they were designed, right? Before the humanity and ethics caught up to it all, anyway. His parents acted very human after all, it just depended on genetics. However you.... you brought the humanity out of him. You bring the humanity out of him. It thrills him, makes him feel alive, and he can not get enough of it- of you.

[somewhereincairparavel]

okay. So I've finished book 1 of keeper of the lost cities for the first time. And I'm loving this keefe dude already?? Like I never thought I'd like a fictional character so quickly. All it took was like one page for me to fall for him, I am aware that keefe is one of the most loved characters in the fandom, and I can see why (correct me if I'm wrong).

Also the book is a solid 9.5/10, the only thing I was frustrated about was probably the slight info dumping about the whole blackswan thing towards the end? because it took me like 3 reads to understand the whole situation, of course, we could just narrow it down to me being slow too, lol. But I'm VERY excited to continue reading the rest. So while we're at it, I'll put in my first impressions of the characters, so I can look back on it after I've read all the books, to see how much my perception has changed of them.

Sophie- i like her, she's really mature for her age, I keep forgetting that she's like 12 lmao. But she's well written, her emotions seem very raw and natural. Of course, she may seem overpowered but, I think that's the whole point of the story, she is supposed to be overpowered, so I don't mind and i wouldn't call her a Mary sue. Overall great protagonist, my girlie deserves a break tho, she got dumped in the hospital atleast 6 times lol.

Fitz- i actually think he's cool. I liked him better in the beginning of the story tho, I feel like afterwards, the dude kinda just disappeared a little? Keefe and Sophie seemed to have more private interaction than those two, and keefe literally only came by in the middle. But yeah, I feel like he had more of a personality in the start. Keefe and Dex, in my opinion had more personality in 5 minutes than fitz did the whole book, but I wouldn't judge so quickly, it's only the first book after all, Hopefully he'd have more page time in the later books. I still like him tho, just not as much as keefe.

Dex- Yeah he is such a typical best friend, I love him. His beef w the vackers is so funny lol I was relieved when Sophie stuck with him even after she became popular tho, also, he seems to have a crush on sophie right? It's kinda obvious, but overall friendship goals 10/10. I vocally "AWW-ed" after he said "are you kidding, i can't wait to tell everyone that you're my first friend" like I need a guy bestie like him :(

Alden- honestly, my heart warmed so much with his father-like dynamic with sophie tbh. He seemed to genuinely care about her well being, but I don't want to get too attached to him tho, just in case becomes a traitor or some shit later on, you can literally never tell with the adults lol. I've read enough books to back that up. But yeah, i really like him and della, the amount of reassuring hugs he gives sophie really heals me :(, They're like sophies 2nd (well, in her case, 3rd) parents. The amount of effort and lengths Alden put to get her out of trouble is actually sweet.

Elwin- This guy is such a W. He is like an adult keefe tbh. He is probably my favorite adult so far lol.

Cassius- I'm sorry, but Mr jerk face over here reminds me SO much of Lucius Malfoy??? Like ?? I feel so bad for Keefe, like poor baby leave him alone smh. I really wanna deck his royal highness in the face tbh.

Biana- absolutely loathed her in the beginning, she gave off such bad snob vibes lol but I love her now. I like the trope of two people forced to be friends w eachother by someone actually end up becoming friends. It's rather uncommon as far as I've read, atleast.

Grady and Edaline- is it bad that i thought they were going to be evil? Yeah I have so much trust issues, it's concerning. But yeah, they're both big W's, their backstory, their temporary contemplation to reject sophies adoption, everything aligned well with their backstory. Greatly written characters.

And last but not least, the king himself, Keefe- okay, he's like added to my list of fictional crushes now lol (along with Percy Jackson, Jason grace, Steve Harrington, chat noir, Eugene fitzherbert, edmund pevensie and Ravi singh ofc). How does sophie not have a fat crush on him, like- ma'am if you don't want him, I'll take him. But jokes aside, he feels like the most authentic character out of them all, tbh. Epitome of great writing. He was inserted to the story as this random dude that sophie runs into, and becomes an og in like 5 minutes. He is like a mix of Eugene from tangled, Kristoff from Frozen and chat noir from mlb all at the same time?? I cannot wait to see more of him and his backstory, especially with his parents. I know alot of people dislike the humorous guy with depression trope since it's overused, but I like how it played out on keefe, he uses school as an escape, which is very relatable.

Also, bonus, i LOVE the world building, the light leaping and all, very creative. I cannot wait to get my hands on book 2

[the-ninja-legacy-whip]

saw the ask about lloyd's acting skills, and now i'm curious, what are your hcs on ninja & co's acting skills? (going undercover, hiding feelings, etc.)

Kai: Is not very good at hiding what he feels (even when in denial he's ostensively loud and sometimes exaggerated about it), but is capable of putting on a convincing performance when he's dedicated enough. The only other problem is he also tries too hard, so he's also easy to catch onto to when he's only putting up a front.

Jay: Jay's good at slipping into a persona when the situation calls for it—his only downfall is when he starts getting caught up in the web of his own lies, because then he gets flustered and that's when things fall apart. It's always easy to tell what he's feeling (or is most likely feeling), but unlike mostly everyone else he's also good at playing it off, which allows him to get away with it most of the time.

Cole: Good at both playing a role and hiding his true feelings, to the point that unless you really know him, you're not even going to be able to figure out what his actual baseline is. I wouldn't say he's exactly 'go with the flow', but he's so mild-mannered anyway (unless provoked) that he only needs the bare minimum to be convincing. Just don't make him sing.

Zane: Is theoretically the best at undercover work, and has a huge advantage when it comes to disguises and mimicry...but he also runs the risk of telling on himself (especially when performing illegal affairs) and potential technical failures. He also tends to ask too many questions he shouldn't be outright asking, on top of the tendency to correct others on things he knows are wrong. And when it comes to his feelings, seldom does he ever believe he has a reason to lie about them anyway (at least, not until a little later on), so he's actually rather open on that front.

Nya: Probably runs somewhere in the middle–she's good at getting the job done, but how effectively she does so depends on circumstance. As for her feelings, the only one she's ever easily open with is her frustration, but can be prodded into talking if you approach it...delicately.

Lloyd: As Discussed

Jesse: Essentially opposite of Lloyd—wears his heart on his sleeve, unfortunately, but if given a role to play he is a decent enough actor. It takes a great amount of effort to even try to hide his feelings (he's not nearly as good at repressing as Lloyd is, but he still tries). On the flip side of things, he is a natural-born performer, and can certainly put on a convincing performance as needed (just, not when it comes to matters of the heart, I suppose).

Olivia: Similar to Kai, is both really loud and brazen about what's she's actually feeling, but only what she wants you to see. Also similar to Cole, she doesn't have to change much from her baseline to be convincing (or at least be abrasive enough so you don't ask too many questions). Catching her in a moment of weakness is really the only way to expose where she's vulnerable, though.

Pixal: A master of deception. Far better at mimicry than Zane, save for the ability to cloak, but as long as her face is covered she'll be able to convince you that she's anyone. As for her feelings, she's pretty lock and key about being up front with them, but at the very least you can always tell when something is bugging her.

Skylor: Similar to Nya, is capable of getting an undercover job done with minimal emotional interference, but circumstances will cause this to vary. Doesn't exactly vocalize what she's feeling often, but if you just ask her she'll tell you.

Harumi: Well she just speaks for herself (or...doesn't speak *ba dum tiss*

[marsti]

post mortem time!

this was a hard one, and i did design it specifically so it'd be hard because i was tired of polls like this being really easy. the right answer didn't win which means i did my job right, but i really wasn't expecting it to be THIS low.

i would also like to thank everyone calling me out in the notes because y'all were right to, i worded basically every single one of these to trip people up. you're all correct and i love you but you still mostly voted wrong in the end.

Main character and his nephew have to fight a rat with a gun nobody fell for that one, we all know that's from diamond is unbreakable. everyone saying it was actually 2 rats is right though, but that felt a little too specific to me. surprised everyone remembered jotaro is josuke's nephew because a lot of people forget!

Alien life is confirmed to be real and that's why people have superpowers i knew a lot of people would vote for that one, and honestly the bastardness of it is in its placement. i put it right next to a part 4 option because i wanted people to have mikitaka on the mind for it. but this is from vento aureo! it's in reference to the stand arrows being forged from a meteorite, and possibly all stands being implied to come from an alien virus which is a form of alien life. to everyone saying stands come from jesus i'm sorry you weren't told about the universe split that happens after stone ocean.

Main character is attacked by multiple trees that make him kill a turtle the option that won! i'm sorry everyone but it's real. it's from jojolion. i am not surprised since i feel like very few people actually know what goes on in there past gappy having four balls, and i did pick a kinda random arc. i thought maybe non-readers could infer where it was from with the turtle thing though, since it mirrors josuke saving one, but i guess i was wrong.

Man crossdresses in an effort to infiltrate a Nazi base our beautiful wife delivering tequila! we also all know that one and i only included it because it's funny, and because non-fans don't really know about the shit that goes down in battle tendency. i thought maybe that one would get them but it didn't and that's fine.

A 15 year old drug dealer kills a cop in broad daylight using rain ok everyone shut up i know the cop doesn't die but it was funnier to say it that way. this was the obligatory jojolands option so people know i'm serious.

Minor antagonist uses his power to compensate for his dick size this is NOT about formaggio i would NEVER be mean to a member of la squadra di esecuzione my beautiful tragic yaoi son boys light of my days love of my life <3 this is about zz. you know, zz. the guy in stardust crusaders with the wheel of fortune stand (that i wrongfully called chariot in multiple asks sorry guys i forgot about polnareff even though i'm french apparently????) whose entire fight is an extended dick size joke. you remember him. anyway this is literally such an iconic part of stardust crusaders to me i think it's the funniest shit ever because mentally i am a 12 year old boy.

A cat dies and turns into a plant that is then put inside another cat tama tama tamaaaa she got a surprising amount of votes but enough people remembered her in the end. i'm sorry to everyone who fell for the wording of referring to killer queen as "another cat" but also look at it. this question was not actually supposed to fool anyone though it was entirely setup for the next one, as it follows the same pattern as the start of the poll. i am lulling you into a false sense of security.

A man escapes his predestined death by hiding inside a replica of himself the superwholock website has forgotten its roots. you fools! this is not jojo! this is the wedding of river song! i brainstormed that one with a friend and i'm SO happy with it, congrats on everyone who got it right. i specifically stole it from doctor who to give non-jojo-fans a chance. but also so it wouldn't be too obvious... something kinda similar does happen in jojo, right? perhaps, maybe, in vento aureo? :3

Woman magically loses her nose in order to save her child and so we close out the poll, and the pattern. this is from jojolion! fewer people fell for it, i guess since it IS a pretty big plot point it makes sense more people would have heard of it.

thank you for participating in my little poll, i hope this was as fun for y'all as it was for me!

No spin-offs or non-canon stories. Goes up to JOJOLands to be more unfair. Voluntarily worded to be harder but not impossible. Reblog so more people get this wrong!

[fluffykitteninabox]

The MHA anime is animated weirdly:

ok i just watched the new episode and i have come to a realisation

most of the "ugly" shots of characters are from the front, but the characters look perfectly fine from the side

no no don't leave, hear me out...

ugly

pretty

ugly

pretty

except these 2 shots that are the exact same angle so i don't know wtf happened here:

ugly

pretty

rambling under the cut

WARNING: SPOILERS, NITPICKING & EXCESSIVE USE OF ITALICS

Now this is very interesting to me because most artists (me included) struggle drawing characters from the side and find the front view easier.

And the specific angle that Tenko is shown from here is (for me at least) one of the hardest in general, because you have to show the way the body turns without making it look weird.

In the baby Tenko screenshot the way his shoulders are positioned and how his neck is turned is unclear and a bit confusing. Or at least I can't see it.

In the adult Tomura screenshot these parts are a lot clearer.

It's not just his face that looks weird, it's the entire thing. The face problem mostly has to do with the hair. They made it less... fluffy!

If you look at the original panel too his ear is supposed to be visible and his mouth is supposed to be bigger

but in the very next shot he looks amazing:

look at the details, you can even see how his little teeth are crooked!

Bones really half asses specific parts of episodes and puts extra effort in others..

and that's usually normal for an anime,

but there's no real logic to what scenes get the premium treatment and which don't.

Or, to be more accurate, which characters get the premium treatment and which ones don't.

Take for example this scene from the beginning of the episode:

So I'm ok with how they handled this scene for the most part. Zooming in on his lips with no sound.

cool cool cool..

You can literally read them btw, even though my gif is kind of bad. But it looks like he introduced himself using his first name first and then his last name. (waiting for someone good at analysing shit like this to find what the order is implying 👀)

Hawks' reaction was a bit disappointing however. I was expecting the eye widening to be more dramatic and..

you know... faster

Usually when you're shocked at something your eyes widen at a pace that's definitely faster than this.

I won't pretend I'm an animation expert but i think this has to do with the amount of frames they used.

I usually make gifs from screenshots instead of screen recording, because most screen recorders make my phone really slow. So I have to repeatedly start and pause the video to do that.

Obviously the amount of screenshots i manage to take depends on how fast my fingers are each time, so i might not get every single frame.

But even then the difference in number here seems odd

I managed to get 12 screenshots of Dabi moving his lips, and 17 of Hawks' reaction. And I also miss clicked once and lost about a second of Hawks so there would have been more.

The number might not sound like much, but it's weird when you look at it. Go look at the actual episode if you need to, it's more noticeable there.

Why do we need so many frames for Hawks to react to this??

This sounds like extreme nitpicking but I genuinely think it would have looked better with less frames. Yeah it's cool that it looks smooth but smooth is not always what you want.

He's shocked, this is supposed to look abrupt. It's especially odd when you look at how detailed his face is in that shot.

Why would they choose this part to get the smooth premium animation when that actively hindered the scene

and didn't choose something like... I don't know.. Dabi silently name dropping himself while we see an extreme close up of his lips???

YES I'M FUCKING BIASED BUT I AM OBJECTIVELY CORRECT IN THIS!!

Wouldn't it have been cooler if they had made him enunciate his name and we got to see that in hyper detail?

Because that's the actual important part of this scene. We should be focusing on Dabi, not Hawks' reaction to Dabi.

This is kind of similar to the issues in the Shirakumo reveal scene in season 5. We should have been focusing more on Shirakumo/Kurogiri but because Bones were cowards and didn't animate the Vigilantes flashback chapters, we had to focus on Aizawa instead because that's who the viewers were more emotionally attached to so we needed him as an audience stand in to tell us what we should feel!

I swear if they decide to focus on Endeavor's stupid as fuck reaction during Dabi's reveal instead of him I will lose my shit!!

Also I just realised why the close up shot of Dabi's mouth looks wrong. Scroll back up and look at the gif..

His teeth are too straight!

Apparently someone forgot that humans also have canines!! I mean sure, some people's are less prominent, but his teeth look like they've been drawn with a ruler!

Tumblr posting my drafts again so everything under this point is me editing the post really hastily:

not much else to say

just kind of a conclusion thing i guess

basically i think bones is focusing on the wrong parts of some scenes or focusing on the wrong scenes during an episode in general.

Like Dabi's anger at the beginning of the episode and the dream sequence in Tomura's mind should have been the focal points. That's where the premium animation treatment should have gone.

I appreciate the extra dramatic animation when Tomura wakes up, but that wasn't as important as the entirety of the dream.

Everything looked so static. Yes they had some debris floating around, but if you pay attention to the floating parts of buildings where the characters were standing, all the debris around that wasn't moving at all. It was like it was still attached to the building with invisible strings when it should have probably been moving away.

This is the same issue I had with Twice's clones in the previous episode. He's supposed to be replicating them while Hawks is getting rid of them, but all we see is a static image of a bunch of clones.

Anyway that's enough ranting I think

congratulations if you've read this far, and thank you for tolerating my annoying rambling..

[jungw8ns]

GOING TO AN ESCAPE ROOM WITH ENHYPEN !

PAIRING: boyfriend!enha x gn!reader. GENRE: established relationship, fluff, crack. WARNINGS: profanity (not that much tho), mentions of death (?). WORD COUNT: 100 - 200 each member.

HEESEUNG:

the two of you were so pumped playing an escape room together for the first time that the other people in line had to calm you guys down (which was trully embarrassing to say the least 🤐🤐)

he was looking at the ranking board filled with pictures of players that had succeeded in the shortest amount of time and he just wanted nothing more than to see both your faces on there

but anyways, we all know how competitive heeseung gets 🕴️

oh boy let me tell you, this guy WAS SPEEDRUNNING IT but not the kind you were thinking

the second the timer had started he was literally SPRINTING AROUND THE ROOM LOOKING FOR CLUES YET COMPLETELY MISSING THEM 🏃‍♂️💨💨💨

while he was busy running around, you were picking up the little details in the room and in no time managed to open a few locks

"y/n look i found– oh 😐😑😐"

HE WAS SULKING PLSSS 😭😭😭

when you noticed him standing from afar staring at you with his arms crossed, you called him to solve this one puzzle you already did

*gasps* "oh no! babe i don't understand how to do this, please help me 😔😔🤥🙏🙏"

he had to bite his lower lip to stop himself from letting out that cocky grin but it got out eventually

"oh it's so easy sweetheart, just put this here and then voila! 😉"

when the two of you escaped you suprisingly got to take a polaroid with him home after ranking 2nd in the records

heeseung was the one who held onto it tho, placing it underneath his clear phonecase for safekeeping <3

JAY:

GOD THIS DUDE

THE ESCAPE ROOM WASN'T EVEN THAT SCARY AND YET EVERYTIME YOU GUYS OPEN A LOCK OR A DOOR HIS FIGHT OR FLIGHT INSTINCTS COME UP 😭😭👊👊

"y/n stay behind me >:(("

"um, babe, you do realize that's just a door right?"

"WE'LL BETTER SAFE THAN SORRY?? THE STAFF COULD'VE PROGRAMMED IT TO GROW LEGS?? 😵🧐🧐"

you knew you shouldn't have played horror games with him a few nights ago cause he looked like he was about to lose his mind 😔

you had to shove his ass aside and move on to the next mission cause the both of you knew that he was stalling 🏌️‍♀️

jay was being extra clingy the whole time you were playing, he'd either link arms with you or hold hands (he's literally so adorable) 💞💞

BUT THEN YOU THOUGHT OF DOING A PRANK ON HIM

while you were roaming around the room trying to solve a puzzle, you saw this horse mask on a nearby table

and so you made sure jay was distracted and put on the mask

you could've NOT worn the dusty old thing but where was the fun in that?

"jay can you come here for a sec?"

you hid behind the wall beside the door frame waiting for him to come into your sight and attacked him

now, how about we guess what happens next?

a. he faints

b. he runs away

or c. he slaps you in the face and forces you to buy him food for the rest of the night

if you guessed c then YAY! YOU'RE CORRECT 🥳🎉🎉🎊

THIS HOE SLAPS YOU AS HE SHOULD

"$##/@+(+'£%(:?!!)&£**/*%@"

when he finally takes off the mask like those scenes in scooby doo he's never felt so betrayed in his life

"i- I TRUSTED YOU 😭😭😭 YOU BETTER BUY ME FOOD LATER, I CAN'T BELIEVE THIS, THE BETRAYAL???? LITERALLY UNPROVOKED?????"

he wouldn't stop side eyeing you until you guys finally pulled up on the mcdonalds drive thru

"hi, can i get two um– bts meals please? 😒😒 and two oreo mc flurries 🙄🙄 and also large fries 😐😐"

sane (1/3)

would be trailing behind you like a little puppy (i love him so much 😭😭😭)

he either has his arm linked with yours or held hands every five minutes

JAKE:

really focused on the puzzles he's doing but the second he hears you call out his name for help he's there beside you with the sweetest smile

but anyways, mans was POPPING OFF the entire time you were playing

he was solving problem after problem in no time (he wanted to impress you is why he activated his inner flash ⚡⚡) but he did let you play tho, the last thing he wanted to do was make you pissed at him for hogging all the games

def buried jake with compliments and forehead kisses right after ❤️__❤️

and so the two of you got out in like an hour and a few which you were very proud of

"you were so cool today babe, good job !!"

"aww thank you angel 😊😊"

sane (2/3)

SUNGHOON:

would be linking pinkies with you the whole time, only letting go whenever the both of you had to solve something that needed two or more people

there was this one game tho where he had to arm wrestle this literal hand lever to open the door to the last room (yea...don’t ask why, the staffs were pretty weird 😬😬) 

it made him enjoy the experience a bit more as it was only the two of you playing instead of getting accompanied by strangers

HGAWAHSGDHSGHDA PLSS THIS GUY

“oh this’ll be easy, y/n step aside, i’ll handle this 😏😏😏”

idk if you were supposed to think about how handsome he looked with his serious expression on and his veiny hands coming into frame or be worried for him because the lever was REAL HARD to pull that his veins looked like they were going to pop any second soon, you stepped in and helped him tho cause you were a good s/o <3

from a spectators point of view, the two of you looked like y’all were about shit your pants but the two of you eventually succeeded on beating it, immediately dragging him to the next room which had a sofa in it, laying down to catch your breaths

cliché moment ahead ⚠️⚠️

the two of you shared a few laughs before standing up on the empty space, held hands and started to jump in circles to celebrate your success 💃💃

yupp, y’all were never going back to that hellhole again

very stubborn at first, he wanted nothing to do with the game but then you held him at gunpoint by saying:

SUNOO:

"please just this once or else i'll revoke your mint choco ice cream rights 🔫🔫🔫"

"BUT IT'S SCARY IN THERE BABE :((("

"it won't be that scary sunshine, besides, i'll be ready to 🤜💥 yk?? trust me babe i would never let anyone hurt you <33"

kinda pissed since you blackmailed him into the place and also bc he wanted to play bumper cars and dance mania but he yea he caved in pretty quick 😋😋

(y/n let him play his games in peace tf >:(((( )

once you guys got in tho he realized how normal it was and that it was not terrifying at all

THE EPITOME OF CLINGY OMFG

he wouldn't stop back hugging you and you couldn't bring yourself to push him away to play the games so you just let him walk behind you with his arms on your shoulders 😩😩

(y'all were walking kinda funny but don't tell sunoo that 🤫🤫🤫)

yea the two of you ended up escaping with a whopping 2 hours and a few minutes

but it was the effort that counts so A+++++ for the both if you 😜👍👍👍

sane (3/3)

JUNGWON:

was the one who suggested going, he even searched on naver about really good escape room places to visit and was overall really looking forward it

he liked going to places and having fun with you so it wasn't a shock how his eyes were literally crescents and his dimples were so evident

yea he literally rushed the both of you to the place that you were the first in line 😵

while waiting for the staff to finish setting up he was playing with your connected hands like 🖐️✊🖐️✊ (so precious 💞💞)

"y/n why are you taking so long 😭😭 what if they close and we end up not solving a single lock, hurry up por favorrr 😩🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏"

when they finally lead you to the room he was kind of surprised that they had separated the two of you into different spaces (like the one with txt where they had the answers to the other member's puzzles yk???)

he was locked inside a telephone stand while you were handcuffed in the main room

dw the two of you reunited after a few minutes cause jungwon was rushing his lock to get to you 🤭

you both were progressing at an average pace and it made you guys a lot more closer (not that you guys weren't before but you get what i mean)

after you guys escaped the two of you went to eat curry and talked about the whole experience 😋✌️✌️✌️

this boy literally dragged you in the escape room with him

NIKI:

HE DIDN'T EVEN GIVE YOU TIME TO REFUSE HE JUST 😐👉🚪

"ok masterchefs, in order to test your abilities we must go through series of puzzles and make it out alive, understood?"

he tried ignoring how confused you were and went on to try and get you guys to escape

HE'S LAUGHING AT YOU FOR WHATEVER REASON AND OBV YOU LAUGH ASWELL CAUSE WHO WOULDN'T??? his laugh is so contagious pls 🤖🤖 he was so close to d wording cause he couldn't breathe from laughing too much

yea.. you guys spent so much time laughing at each other for being so dumb at this that you ended up playing 'till closing time

spoiler alert: he fails on doing anything cause the second you made eye contact with him this child collapses 😍🤩

GIRL SO EMBARRASSING 🤡🤡

THE STAFF KICKED THE BOTH OF YOU OUT AND NOW YOU GUYS WERE BANNED FROM THE PLACE ☠️☠️

"haunted house next weekend???"

"BET"

NOTE – god they were WAY funnier in my head but yeah.... i love them so much AND OMFG HAVE YOU GUYS SEEN HEESEUNG’S SELCAS LAST NIGHT???!?@??#?@?!?@ HE’S NOT REAL WTF ⁉️❓❓⁉️

also, idk why BUT EVERY TIME I SAVE A DRAFT the paragraphs get scrambled?? £!?) 6=6) 🤣😂💔💔🤣🤣😂💔 it's so annoying but anyways, ilysm pls stay safe and have a great day <33

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Oh, oh! I have a good idea!

What about a drabble where the reader is planning something really special for Kagehara (like, it's his birthday or something) and they start to work really hard on this surprise for him. Kagehara notices that the reader is ignoring and avoiding him, and he thinks the worst is happening and that Y/N wants to break up with him. He starts to panic and tries to do everything in his power to convince them to stay. But when the surprise finally comes, the reader explains that they were planning this surprise for him and he becomes really relieved and apologizes for freaking out so much

Sorry if this is confusing or too much. You don't have to do it if it didn't make sense, but I thought it would be a cool idea

*Cries in sleep deprived artist*

I went a little off script but I think you'll like this better anyways. Also, this is less drabble and more of an entire fic. Enjoy!

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Birthday Burnout (Pregame! Shuichi x Reader)

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Kagehara is freaking out for the third time today, nearly in tears from the amount of distress this whole situation has put him through already. You've been distancing yourself so much the past two weeks that it's making him worry himself to death. Clutching his cell with two hands he's practically ranting to Kokichi anytime he allows him to. Kokichi's growing more and more impatient with Shuichi as the days pass, and tries his best to just calm him down. He doesn't even really care that he has to lie to him to keep his surprise a secret anymore, though the fact that he's breaking down because of your "dumb idea" is honestly pissing him off more than he'd admit to anyone else.

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"Shu, you can't keep calling me over this."

"But-"

"No. You just need to give Y/N time, if they wanted to dump you don't you think they would have already done it?"

"Ko-"

"No buts! They're probably just feeling a bit off. You really need to stop freaking out so much."

"Kokichi they won't even talk to me! They've ignored my texts, their mom won't let me see them, and they're completely avoiding me at school. They aren't even sitting with me at lunch now! What if they finally believe what everyone says about me?"

"Haven't you listened to a single word I've told you?"

"Yes-"

"Then just calm down! You're worrying so much over nothing! They are probably just needing some alone time. They could even be experiencing burnout,.... and not want to burden you with such a negative feeling. You can respect that right?"

"Yeah..."

"And you know that they care about you."

"....."

"Shuichi."

"I know they do..."

"Then stop thinking about the "what if's" and go back to your homework. And stop spending so much money on stuff they're only going to look at once. The giant teddy bear was so cliché."

"What else am I supposed to do? They didn't say anything when I left them flowers..."

"Dude just chill out already! I'm sure they have a good reason for all of this. Just don't think about it, and don't take it personally. I've already gone through this kind of thing with you, as I already told you before."

"Yeah...I'm sorry bout that."

"Look, I need to go... Just remember what I said."

"Alright..."

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Kokichi drops the call with Kagehara and quickly dials your number. He's honestly annoyed that he has to keep lying to one of his best friends because of you. He doesn't even let you say "hello" before he's talking over you.

"Y/N, I swear to god if he calls me again breaking down I'm just going to tell him. This is getting to be too much."

"Kichi, this will be worth it, I promise."

"It better be! You so owe me for this!"

"Ok, ok, how much?"

".....Get me a cake and we're even."

"Let me guess, ice cream cake?"

"YeS."

"Fine..."

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"Can't believe you're going to so much trouble for him..."

"What do you mean?"

"Well, I mean, you're trying to get his idol to come see him on his birthday, which is like....in two days."

"Correction, I have got Ms. Kirigiri to agree to come to see him on his birthday. He's very much worth the effort I'm putting into this, I can assure of that."

"What's left to do?"

"Pickup the cake, wrap some of his gifts, and of course somehow get him to come out of the house so you, Angie, and Gonta have time to set up everything."

"Yeah make us do all of the work..."

"You asked to help!"

"I'm joking! Chill, it's fine. We can set it all up for you."

"And don't touch the cake."

"Oh come on, not even a little bite?"

"Kokichi."

"Fine, fine, I won't touch his stupid cake. How are you going to get him out of the house? You've been avoiding him so much I bet he's pretty hesitant to leave and risk being "publicly humiliated"."

"I'm simply just going to drag him out if he doesn't come willingly. You'll let Kyoko in for me right?"

"Sure, and don't worry about any of us freaking out or whatever. Kyoko's cool and all but we prefer different actors over her."

"A little rude, but good."

"What you want us to start drooling over her like your boyfriend would surely do?"

"Kokichi. Don't get on my nerves. Just stick with the plan."

"Whatever you say Y/N."

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September 7th, his big day! He was actually a little bit relieved to hear from you after being shut out for so long. You made sure to look your best for him today, in hopes to make up for it. It was surprisingly easy to get him out of the house today. All it took was a simple phone call.

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"Hello?"

"Happy birthday!"

"Angel, I'm glad to hear from you-"

"We don't have much time to talk."

"What?-"

"You need to get dressed silly! I'm on my to come pick you up."

"Why, we can just celebrate at home-"

"Cause! You need some fresh air anyways! I want to make up for my absence, so I decided I'll be taking you out to eat today. That's ok with you right?"

"Of course-"

"Good! I'll be there in about....half an hour. That's enough time for you to get ready right?"

"I s-suppose so..."

"Great, I'll see you soon!"

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He practically speed-run through getting ready, as he was just eager to spend some time with you again. With the wisdom granted to him with a recent fashion magazine you left over at his house he tried to fix himself up for you. He may have went a little overboard. Slicking back his hair, turtleneck and jacket combination, plus the dress pants and converse shoes he bought on your last trip to the mall together.

To say you were surprised when he opened the door for you was and understatement. He literally changed his entire image for you.

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"Hey-......Wow, you sure clean up well."

"I t-thought I'd try something d-different this time..."

"Well, you look great. You ready to go?"

"Yeah, just give me a second to grab my wallet-"

"No need, I'm paying this time!"

"Angel-"

"It's your birthday. I'm supposed to be spoiling you. Let's go eat, don't worry about money right now."

"I guess... that I can let you do this for me just this once. I'm paying next time though!"

"Doubt it!"

"Y/N! Hey! Wait for me!"

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One text from Y/N and it was go time for the others. Using the spare key you gave him, Kokchi was able to get Angie and Gonta in to set up all the party decorations. It only took an hour and Angie's homemade decorations were so cute that she ended up admiring them after they were all put up. The streamers consisted of magnifying glasses and little chibi drawings of Kyoko. The cake was ready, decorations were up, Y/N's presents were on the table for him. All that was left to do is wait.

"Do you think he'll like them?"

"He's sure to love anything we give him, let's be honest here."

"You both brought gifts right?"

"Yeah, I hid mine in his room. Give him a chance to use his "detective skills", you know?"

"Ah... That's such a great idea! Auta would surely approve!"

"You send the invites out?"

"Ryoma and Kirumi said they were on their way."

"Kiyo said he'd be a little late, but I've managed to talk Kaede into coming over."

"Tsumugi said she'd be over soon too."

"Good...Well, it looks like we're done for the moment."

"Gonta, did you order the food?"

"Should be here shortly."

"Who's paying for all of this?"

"Y/N is."

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One after another people started arriving to join the three, setting down their presents and waiting. More decorations were brought with some of the guests, which were put up with care.

All of them freeze when they hear a knock at the door, the main surprise just arrived. After letting her in, Kokichi sent you a message to let you know everything was ready.

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Everything was seemingly going to plan and Shuichi actually seemed pretty lively today. Of course, you made sure not to say a thing about a party, so he becomes more and more clingy as you're making the way back to his apartment. The thoughts of being left alone again after not spending anytime with you in weeks was making him upset and he could only keep it to himself for so long. He stops you when you reach for the door to let him on his surprise party.

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"Would you mind staying with me tonight?"

You can hear his voice crack and with a single look at him, you can tell he's barely keeping himself composed. He he starts to shake and grasp at his hair when you don't reply fast enough for him.

"Please. I get it if you don't want to be with me anymore, but please just stay with me for tonight...."

His voice came out a lot quieter with that plea then he was intended. You gently cupped his face.

"It's ok...I'm not going anywhere."

"Y/N..."

"Shuichi... I was never going to dump you."

"Then why would you spend so much time avoiding me....?"

"Open the door and you'll find out."

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"What?"

"Go ahead."

"You didn't."

"I did."

"Y/N..."

"Come on...everyone's waiting birthday boy."

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With a bit of hesitation, Shuichi opened the door and stepped into his dark apartment. The lights quickly flicked on and everyone jumped from their hiding spots.

"Happy Birthday Shuichi!"

They were so loud that he almost jumped back. He didn't even get to see Kyoko yet and he was already crying a little. This has never happened before, not for him. It was easy for him to feel a little overwhelmed when he had so many people there.

"You surprised?"

"Kokichi you jerk...."

"Hey you don't have to cry about it! I didn't tell you because it wouldn't be special then."

"Y/N put so much work into making this perfect."

"Y/N...?"

"There's one more surprise left for you. Kokichi if you please."

"Be happy to."

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Kokichi steps into another room for a second before bringing her out with him. If Shuichi was crying before, well he's definitely going to be thanking God for giving him you now.

"Happy birthday Shuichi."

"Ms. Kirigiri...? Y/N...."

"I got her to visit you personally for your day."

"I have never loved you as much as I do right now."

"Oh, stop, you deserved this. Let's enjoy this ok?"

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The smile he gave you was worth all of the effort. The party was worth the effort. Getting to see him so happy with his friends, and getting to talk to his idol (though being a stuttering mess) was all worth it. The party went smoothly, he got his presents, his cake, and a little bit of time to spend with everyone, together.

People started to leave as it got later, he made sure to thank them all on their ways out. Then it was just Angie and Kokichi left, who stayed to help you two clean up.

"I hope you had the time of your life tonight."

"I did. Definitely the best day of my life, well next to Y/N saying yes to dating me."

"Aweeee."

"How gross..."

"Kichi!"

"I'm kidding! You guys are always so serious..."

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Finally it was time for those two to leave as well. Shuichi didn't even seem sad about it though. The boy had just had the biggest serotonin trip he'd ever had in his life, so he was almost high. The only complaint he had was about how smiling so much was starting to hurt, and yet he couldn't stop.

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"I'm really happy you all helped me with this. I would've never been able to pull it off on my own."

"Happy to help."

"It's nice to see Shuichi so happy."

"Thank you all so much."

"What are friends for? You two have a good rest of your night. I'll walk Angie home. We'll see you on Monday 'k?"

"Let's do this again next year!"

"Only if you're the party planner."

"Wait, you actually let me?!"

"Sure! Why not?"

"Praise due to Auta!"

"Alright, alright, let's get you home."

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And then there was two.

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"Thank you. For everything today."

"You ain't done thanking me yet."

"Huh?"

"I got one more surprise in your bedroom."

"Oh..."

"Not like that. I just hid something you've been wanting for a while."

"Couple's cosplay?"

"Mhm!"

"Can we try them on now???"

"I don't see why not."

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He found it before you even made it to his room. Of course he did run like a bat out of hell, so it's not like you really had to keep up with him in the first place.

"KIRIGIRI AND NAEGI! YES!"

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"Thought you'd like them."

"I love you so much."

He was nuzzling against your cheek at this point. You're going to be stuck cuddling him for the rest of the night and into the next morning whether you were anticipating it or not.

"I know, I love you too. Happy birthday Shuichi."

[jonahxrivas]

"What?" he found himself instantly snapping his head up to stare at her, "I do not mean like you, never… why would I ever mean that? Bri I'm not using it as an excuse, why would when I know what you've been through? Death is a fear of mine that I somewhat grew to accept it happening eventually, but this town undid that. I don't mean like you, alright?" he ran a hand roughly through his hair tugging slightly at the roots at the misunderstanding that went into this conversation, and he was about to clarify, about to repeat what he had actually meant to say in a different way so she could - but words and thoughts all stopped abruptly at what she said next.

All wants to say the right thing and hopes that she, of all people, might understand seemed to shatter. Ken had said that word too, and where Jonah hadn't taken him all too seriously despite knowing it to be true, it was entirely different to hear it from Bri. It cut deeper than any knife would ever. But Ken was right, and Bri was right too. Jonah, who had always seemed to put others first, had done a selfish thing that ended up hurting so many others, especially the one he cared for the most. Tears didn't fall with the realisation, no, everything grew numb as Bri went on to say all the ways he had failed her. He shouldn't talk now, he knew that, and it wasn't a real need to correct either, he had never been that person, but clarify he could thought that too now came with a great deal of thought, fearful that if he did open his mouth how many more wrong things would be said, how much more hurt would be cause her? "No," he said quietly, "Don't say that's what I meant when I don't. I couldn't tell you. Couldn't."

He began to shake a little, emotions grew to an overwhelming state nd when he spoke again he was quieter still, voice barely reaching his own ears, "Of course I saw him, again, you think I wouldn't?" He fell in her eyes that much was clear, down to levels where she thought he wouldn't have gone to check in on his own uncle. Up until this point Jonah had thought himself to be caring too, but he trusted Bri's opinion more than he believed his own, and if she thought he lacked care and love, maybe he did. He did leave after all. "We talked about you, and how much we both still miss you. No amount of apology will ever be enough for me taking the chance of you giving a message or hope to him. You're right, there is nothing little about this, not at all. I'm so sorry to have failed you. You're like a sister to me too, my mothers saw you like the daughter they never had, they still do, I still do." He couldn't say more than that, everything she had said pierced further and further twisting right to his soul, the lump in throat grew in size and pained as if he had swallowed a stone, "If it's okay, or I suppose since I'm on this track of making mistakes, even if it's not okay I do reject this distant relative label you've set for us. I'll accept everything you've said so far but this -" hot tears fell again "- this is unfair. I'm sorry for being so audacious as to potentially go against what you want but I cannot call you a relative. You can continue to think of me such, though, I honestly deserve less of a title for what I've done and all the pain I've caused you."

He had heard her mention Sheila, but with everything else that had been said taking all the space in his head Jonah didn't think to ask how that could be the case. Exhaustion had sunken deep into his bones, down to his very being, but he shook his head with final effort, "Sorry again to have disturbed your morning. I crashed at the Inn actually, so I'll be heading back. If you want me to collect my things I can? I don't expect you to continue seeing me around when you don't want to. So, I'll leave you to it."

Bri stood there quietly as she let her cousin carry on. She could feel her own stomach tightening into knots as he continued on. But, she held. her tongue to stop herself from saying something she'd later regret. She made it pretty far too. Past him saying that he couldn't say it to her because he knew she'd understand. Past him listing out the other people he bailed out on too as if that was supposed to make her feel better. Past him talking about how the guilt ate away at him, when they both knew the second he stepped over the town border, he forgot everything about it and her. But, when he mentioned how he didn't want to die here and not see his parents again, something broke within her.

"You mean like me?" Her eyes widened in disbelief as she took a step back. "You didn't want to end up like me? That's your fucking excuse? Are you kidding me?" Her voice broke as she blinked back tears. "God, you are so selfish, Jonah, and that says a lot coming from me." Bri knew that she was self centered and judgmental and a number of other questionable traits that combined made up one hell of a rave review, but she would have never ever left him without saying goodbye or implied that his own existence was the scariest thing she could possibly imagine happening to herself. "Don't. Just don't. I don't need to hear what I went through used as some excuse, okay? It's not that you couldn't have told me. It's that you wouldn't. You went for the easy way out and I'm glad you got to see your parents. I am. But, in doing so, you deprived me the opportunity to check in on mine. For god sakes, you were right there. You were around the block from where my dad lives. One conversation. One before you left and I might know how he's doing right now. I could have given you a grocery list of things to buy. Things he liked. A message for you to tell him. Anything to help him move on? I don't know. But, I do know that your uncle lost his daughter. My dad- my dad was a street away from you and I can't see him without revealing the Supernatural. But, you could have given him hope. You could have given me hope. And instead, you left me a note and fucking tin of cookies as if it would make up for it. You didn't even say when you were coming back. If you were coming back."

"So, a little mistake of yours?! A little? There is nothing little about it, Jonah. At least not for me. I told you. I told you that you were more than just a cousin to me. You weren't just some distant relative. You were like a brother to me. Ride or die. We spent every summer together growing up and, on my end, I would have done anything for you. Anything at all to make you happy, because you are my family. La familia es la brújula que nos guía. But, clearly we have different definitions of what that word means," She said, biting back the tears as she moved to wipe at her damn cheeks with the corner of her sleeve. "So, you're still my family and you're still my cousin. Pero ya no eres mi hermano. And its not fair on you or me to expect you to be, so I'm going to go upstairs and feed Shiela and you... you can make yourself at home? The pool house remained untouched since you left, there is food in the fridge that you can help yourself to and I guess we can just do whatever distant relatives do. Okay?"

[we-have-bangtan]

Random One-shot.

Pairing: Jungkook x reader

Theme: Angst, fluff, pain.

Warning: mentions of alcohol and swear words.

A/n: pls imagine long hair Jungkook from winter package 2021.

“I want an answer, goddammit!” Jungkook yelled in his drunk stupor. His eyes looking up to the sky from the large rock he was standing on, he wanted an answer, he was tired of this.

"WHY AM I NOT A PRINCESS???" He yelled again when someone yelled at him. "Jesus Christ, can you not shut up, dumbass' like you don't get to be princesses!" a female voice snapped

"GOD??" he asked, terrified, he wasn't sure if he was ready to meet God yet, he was still so young and dumb, a sinner who hadn't done a single act of redemption yet.

"No you idiot, look down here!" the voice said again, this time much closer, Jungkook looked down as instructed to see Yn looking up at him from the foot of the rock, "You!!!" he yelled, jumping off the rock in an attempt to look cool only to stumble and fall to the ground.

"Aish what a loser!" she playfully sneered as she reached out to help him up, "You didn't get hurt, did you?" she asked, taking his hand as pulling him along with her.

"Why did you come here?" he asked, stumbling after her to where ever she was taking him, he didn't care where she was taking him, he was just happy that she was with him. "Why? am I not supposed to be here?" she demanded watching in amusement as Jungkook tried to correct himself.

"Could you not be nicer to me? I'm going through a tough time here" he groaned, putting all his body weight on her as she dragged him to his car.

"You're facing the consequences of your actions Koo, you bought these tough times upon your self" she mumbles softly, resting him against the car door before patting his pants.

"Yah, Yn! you're hot and all but not my type, this is harassment!" he yelled, hiccuping between each word. "Shut up and stay still, I'm trying to find your keys" she huffed as she finally pulled his keys out of his back pocket.

She successfully shoved him into the passenger seat before heading to the other side, "Here have some water" she said, opening the bottle of water he always kept in his car. He obeyed quietly, his eyes growing wider as he put his lips to the mouth of the bottle, taking a few sips. Her cooing and praise motivating him to finish the whole bottle.

He rested his head on her shoulder as she rived up the engine, she didn't seem to mind the weight of his head, calmly changing gears as they went down Namsan mountain. "How did you get here?" he asked, already half asleep. "Yoongi gave me a ride" she answered as she pulled up on the main road which was quite crowded for 1:00 a.m.

"Why did you come to get me? I've been horrible to you" he asked feeling a pang in his chest remembering all that he had done to her, to sweet, sweet Ynnie who never saw wrong in anyone.

"You weren't horrible Gukkie, you were just hurt, you didn't hurt me or anything" she said, her eyes on the road, she refused to look at him as he spoke.

"Stop saying that, I put too much effort into hurting you for you to say that" he whined as un-shed tears pooled in his eyes, she laughed at his words, it was true.

He had gone out of his way to hurt her one too many times, and it had hurt like a gun shot right through her chest, but she was okay now, she was doing fine and had forgiven this brat a long time ago, but he didn't seem to be able to forgive himself for the pain he had caused her.

"Go to sleep Jungkook-ah, I'm here with you, just sleep, I'll wake you up once we get home." she mumbled softly, her words giving Jungkook the green light to fall asleep.

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Jungkook felt like he was seeing God when he woke up, a blinding light in his eyes, but blinking a few times proved to him that that was not the case. It wasn't God, just his bedroom curtain being drawn away and the sun shining in.

He groaned as he realized where he was, 'was it all a dream?' he thought as he pulled himself off his bed, his head felt like it had been bombed with a M67 grenade, an unpleasant taste settling in his mouth from all the alcohol last night only to realize that he was in the same clothes he had been wearing yesterday.

He really wished last night hadn't been a dream, that Yn had actually come to get him from Namsan mountain. It had been their spot before they had stopped going there due to the amount of drunkards who went there to drink and left beer bottles everywhere.

He never would have thought he'd join that category but his actions last night made him ashamed of himself.

A shower was up next, the scalding water hitting his skin made him hiss, but he refused to wait till the water cooled down, his mind stopped thinking for a while as he showered.

The thoughts flooding back once he got back, pulling on a t-shirt as he went into the living room.

"So you're awake!" Namjoon yelled when he saw Jungkook emerge from his room. "My head is killing me!" Jungkook groaned as he headed to the fridge, "Yn left a note and something else for you, it's on the kitchen counter" Jin yelled from his place on the couch.

Yn's sticky note stuck to a lunchbox which laid on the counter, he wiped his hair with a towel as he grabbed a bottle of cold water, going to read the note,

Jungkookie,

Please drink moderately from now on, being an alcoholic is so not cool and don't drink in public, you'll get arrested.

I know you're going through a tough time so I made kookies for you, enjoy them to the fullest and please try to get the closure that you deserve. Don't coop yourself up in your room, you're starting to get too pale.

Please be careful, tell the boys I love them <3.

Yn.

'tell the boys I love them', Jungkook read the same line over and over again, did this mean she didn't love him anymore? was he no longer existent to her?

He didn't know what that line meant, but it made him sad, sad that he wasn't part of the 'boys' that she was referring to, nope, he was no long one of her 'boys', she was someone who he'd never be able to face again.

A pang went through his chest as reality settled in once again. He had no redemption from this, no one should forgive him for the things he had done to her, not even him.

"Did you see her when she left?" he asked as he picked up the lunchbox, seeing the perfectly made kookies inside, tears welled up in his eyes as he looked down at them, kookies were Yn's version of dasik, a traditional Korean cookie that she made often.

Nostalgia hit him like a truck as he picked up the fragile dessert, the smell of sesame seeds bringing back memories of the two of them in her parents' kitchen, him teasing her while she toiled away at the counter, grinding, kneading and pressing.

He didn't help because she always yelled at him for making a mess but oh, the things he'd do to get her to yell at him again, even if it was for just one more time.

"Yn made dasik????" Jimin said, peering at the delicacy, Jungkook quickly wiped away his tears, trying to seem strong, he didn't want his hyungs seeing him cry over sweets.

Jimin's words had caught the attention of everyone else, making them all whine, "How come he gets sweets and I get nothing!!" Jin huffed as he pulled his phone out to dial Yn's number, a number Jungkook didn't have anymore.

"Yah, Jungkookie, sharing is caring you know" Namjoon said as he got up from his place when Yoongi stopped him, he knew how much the cookies meant to Jungkook now that he and Yn were no longer the same that they used to be.

Jungkook quietly walked back to his room with the box and water bottle, plopping down on the floor so he could lean his back against the bed, he opened the box again.

He picked one delicate kookie up, she had named it after him when things had still been fine, no, not fine, when things had been wonderful. He never thought these cookies would mean so much to him.

The tears that he had controlled so carefully in the kitchen flowed free as the memories flooded his mind, every memory of Yn fitting like the beautiful stained glass windows of churches, he rushed to pull out his phone, scrolling through the bin in search of pictures of the two of them.

He didn't know why Yn's presence had affected him so much, but it had affected him in a way no break up could. It had been an year since he and Yn had gone off the deep end, cutting off contact with each other. Jungkook had gone the extra mile to delete all the pictures he had of Yn and to make her life as horrible as he could.

He couldn't blame it on his, now, ex-girlfriend Minjoon who had encouraged him to cut her out, all he could do was blame himself for it, he had no reason for being like that, no excuse to make himself feel better, he never thought Yn leaving his life would be more painful than Minjoon leaving.

Fuck, he had never though Yn would leave his life, if someone had told that to 19 year old Jungkook, he would have laughed in their face. But now, here he was, crying over Yn's kookies and her photos.

He had been a terrible friend and he'd never forgive himself for it, he had done unmentionable things that had ripped Yn from him despite her trying to hold on for so long.

His tears turned into sobs as he remembered all the times she had just taken his abuse without a word while the rest of the boys had yelled at him.

He was a fool for choosing Minjoon over her, when he had broken up with Minjoon the day before yesterday, he hadn't been sad that they had broken up, he was sad that he had let go of Yn, that he had lost hold of the one constant in his life.

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Namjoon pressed his ear to the door, hoping to hear something, anything, that would indicate Jungkook was still alive in there. It had been 3 days since he had locked himself in, only coming out at the dead of night to grab more booze before going back inside.

He felt Jungkook deserved ever inch of pain he was going through for everything he had done to Yn, Namjoon pitied him, the kid was still young, supposed to be carefree and making merry, but here he was, drinking his life away.

While Namjoon definitely wouldn't mind leave Jungkook alone to get over it himself, he couldn't let the kid just die in there.

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Jungkook jerked awake when a bucket of water was splashed on his face, his head and neck aching at the sudden movement, "What??" he thought as he looked around, empty bottles of alcohol scattered around his room.

He didn't think as he laid back down in the puddle of water, ready to go back to sleep when a sharp pain shot through his body, starting from his leg, he immediately jerked up again, his gaze on the chunky pair of shoes that had just caused him pain.

"I TOLD YOU TO DRINK MODERATELY" a voice yelled as his eyes traveled above the shoes till his eyes met Yn's dark ones, he didn't know what to do or say now that he was face to face with him.

"You need to get over Minjoon, she was a hoe for breaking your heart, but that doesn't mean you become an alcoholic, now go take a shower, you smell of garbage" she said, pulling Jungkook onto his feet. He swayed a little letting the words sink in.

"You think I'm this upset because of Minjoon?" he asked when his brain finally started working again, "Ummm... are you not?" she asked, seeming surprised at the revelation.

"No, I'm not" he said, stepping closer to her, quickly stopping when he saw her move away, "Go shower Jungkook, we'll talk once you've eaten something" she said softly, her concern for him evident in her tone.

He quietly left, heading to the bathroom, praying that she'd still be there by the time he came back. He washed his hair and body as quickly as possible, clumsily dropping the bottle of shampoo and bar of soap in the process.

He stepped out to a somewhat clean room, the puddle of water was gone, but the bottles remained the way they were before, he quickly gathered them up, using his foot to swing the door open as he head into the living room.

He saw Yn and Jimin chilling on the couch, giggling over something on Jimin's phone, oblivious to his presence. He loudly dropped the cans and bottles into the trash making the two of them turn towards him.

"All clean?" Yn asked, craning her neck so she could see him clearly. He nodded, he had freshened up although his hair was still wet. She beckoned him over to the couch, shoving Jimin out of his place next to her (it made him whine but he left eventually) .

A bowl of steaming hot ramyeon sat on the coffee table, the serving was enough for two people and Jungkook assumed it was both for him and Yn. She turned onto her side, facing him as he sat on the couch, he did the same, pulling his feet up and crossing them as she stared at him with a smile.

She picked up the bowl of ramyeon, handing it to him, "Eat." she demanded, giving him a pair of chopsticks as well. "Are you not eating?" he asked, digging his chopsticks in, "You haven't eaten in three days, Jungkook, you need to eat" she answered as he slurped the noodles, "this is good!!" he exclaimed.

Yn almost drooled at the noises he made while eating, her mouth watering at the thought of exactly how good that ramyeon was, "you want some?" Jungkook asked as he pulled up a piece of chicken from inside, hovering it within the reach of her mouth.

Yn gulped as she stared at the piece, no, no no, she should not, "go on, one bite" Jungkook tempted, his hand still infront of her mouth, "no? are you sure?" he teased, seeing right through her poker face.

Yn gave in when Jungkook made a huge show of pulling his chopsticks away, leaning forward and grabbing the piece of chicken with her mouth. "I'll go get you another pair of chopsticks" Jungkook aid as he got up, he felt better, maybe he and Yn would go back to how things were before.

He hopped back onto the couch, handing her the chopsticks. They passed the bowl back and forth, each of them taking a bite and passing it back. "Why did you come here anyway?" he asked as she slurped on the noodles.

"Why? should I not come?" she demanded as she passed the bowl back, he paused, looking up at her, "I just never thought you'd come back here after everything" he answered, taking a big bite before giving it back.

"want to order some jajangmeyoen? I don't think this ramen will be enough" he said, scrolling through his phone for the restaurant's phone number, Yn hummed in agreement as she passed the bowl back, "here order" he said, handing her his phone as he continued to eat.

"I came because Namjoon called me saying you drank yourself to death" she admitted as she dialed the number, ordering a variety of side dishes before hanging up.

"You were worried" he said, reframing the answer she gave, "I never stopped" she mumbled as she finished the last of the ramen in the bowl, the sauce getting on her upper lip as she drank the rest of the soup.

"Why did you care so much?" he mumbled as he pulled his long sleeve to wipe away the sauce o her face, like a parent tending to their messy child. "Because I love you" she huffed as she saw tears well up in Jungkook's eyes at her words.

She pulled him into her arms, holding him tight as he cried, 'poor Jungkook, he's been through so much' she thought as she hugged him tight, "I though you didn't love me anymore" he sobbed as he held on to her waist, refusing to let go.

"Aigoo, why did you think that, did I ever give you a reason to think that I don't love you anymore?" she coo'd, it was funny, how Jungkook was much bigger than she was in size, yet he tended to make himself as small as possible when she held him.

"But I hurt you so much, why would you still?" he sobbed, she held him tighter, letting him cry, "you were in love, I don't blame you, you didn't know any better" she assured, "That doesn't excuse everything I did" he mumbled.

It was true, it didn't excuse what he did but he was too precious for Yn to push away, he meant too much for her and she knew it wasn't totally Jungkook's fault that they had fallen apart in pieces.

She had put all her baggage on him, regardless of if he could carry it for her or not, it had been a key factor in driving him away. She had been too dependent on him, she basically revolved around him till they broke apart.

But Jungkook going away had made her better, more independent and more social. She stopped connecting comfort with Jungkook, he was not her comfort during those times, she had learnt to comfort herself, make herself happy.

During the time her and Jungkook had been fighting, her ego had flared up, she stopped trying with him, preferring to return the snarky attitude that he was giving her, his actions had hurt her pride but she was over it now, she had made peace with the past and with Jungkook's behavior.

She knew he was suffering and she hated seeing him like this, "don't cry, don't cry kook, it's okay, I'm fine, I'm over it" she mumbled as his sobs turned into silent tears.

She looked up to see Namjoon standing at the doorway, seeing awkward and uncomfortable. Yn gave him a small smile, he considered that as permission to sneak into his room quietly.

Jungkook's sobs turned into silent tears as he came to terms with reality, Yn was here with him again, she was the same, she didn't hate him, she still loved him the same. "Who the hell even told you that I don't love you anymore?" Yn demanded as she saw his tears subside, he just held on to her now, no more crying.

"You wrote 'tell the boys i love them' what else do you want me to think" he whined as buried his face in her neck, not wanting to see her eyes narrow at him, "yah, I didn’t write that note so you'd overthink and cry about it" she scolded as she squished his cheeks in her hand.

He pulled away, getting up to go drink some water, he just had the most satisfying cry of his life and he felt lighter, maybe it was the dehydration, he didn't know but he certainly felt lighter. His head was more clear than it had been in ages.

He was washing his face when the doorbell rang, "jajangmyeon!!" Yn exclaimed as she went to answer the door, taking the various boxes before grabbing his wallet, "where is your card?" She yelled as she dug through it. "Its on the desk in my room" he yelled back as he scrubbed the soap off.

He felt happy, hearing her shuffling around in the apartment after such a long time, it made him think that they could go back to how they were before. But for now, he was satisfied, happy, he'd take whatever she'd give him now. He had a lot of making up to do and he swore he'dtreat her better than he had. He'd make himself a better friend for her.

Even if they didn't become best friends right away, he swore he'd put in the effort and consideration to make himself deserving of her love again.

[askfallenroyalty]

I don't think you did anything wrong. When a story is being written, there are a lot of different ways to adress and express something and maybe that's why you're being misunderstood. I think there are just too many things to adress in this story that maybe some people will get when these things are implicitly implied and some people will not. So when a breaking point comes, they'd think it came out of nowhere. You can see this with the amount of asks you receive asking you often the same thing.

Does that mean it's wrong? Ofc not! I myself was a little bit confused with Frisk's reactions and conduct in general until you explained it in your recent asks, and I thought man, that was what I was missing!

Now, yes I believe some parts of the story could have been explained in a different way, because in my opinion there's a lot to read between the lines. If you don't try to understand the characters, you'll clearly be confused as hell. But that's why I love this story! As you said before, there's nothing meant to be black/white coded, and I really appreciate the world and the character's complexity in general. You don't have some of the answers in hand, an that's when you have to analize! (At least that's what I do haha)

I also really felt like telling you something I've been relating to, so I'm putting the respectives tw if someone doesn't want to keep reading (TW: Suicide mention).

In the DW Arc, when the Christmas and Feylow stuff happened, I realised through Chara that I was doing the exact same thing with a friend of mine. He was going through a lot of stuff, and tried to commit suicide multiple times. I was focusing a huge amount of energy on him because I was afraid to lose him, and when he suddenly stopped talking to me so he could take a break, I felt really lost. Because he was the person I talked with the most, one of my dearest friends, and the idea of losing him and not being there to stop it made me insanely anxious, because that used to be the situation most of the times. Now it's been a year since he's stopped talking to me, and I don't exactly know the reason. But I couldn't keep running behind someone who didn't seem to keep wanting me around. And if it wasn't for you, I couldn't have realized how much this was hurting me.

And now, as much as it hurts me to see him acting this distant and cold with me, I'm okay with it. I really am. Because I now have the tranquility to see him continue, even when things are not okay. I can't force a friendship and I really needed to understand that back then. I trust him as much as he trusts me.

I really wanted to thank you for writing this story because it has helped me in a way I didn't expect, and I'm sure it will help a lot of people too! I'm even learning from your way of taking and discussing things haha.

I just wanted you to have this tranquility I have with this story because I trust it'll work out and explain itself once it's finished. And I just can't express how thankful I am to be reading your story.

Thank you again,

I'm looking forward to more of your work and please, take care! Don't stop doing what you enjoy! 🦋

putting it under a readmore because of how long the ask/response is, sorry!

i’m at a loss of words because wow, this ask really hit in a way i’ve never really could of anticipated. when writing AFR, i write a story about things I felt. I’ve been Chara, I’ve been Asriel and Frisk at points in my life. I write because I need to tell their stories and make it real, specifically for my own sake of getting through my own pain and to tell the world this is who i am and that I will be ok, there is hope in this world. It’s a selfish desire for me, but ultimately that’s what art is i feel. I couldn’t draw this much and put so much time and effort into something without it being meaningful or personal.

but art is communication, and when I write to be seen and to be heard, I know there’s others who are reading and are connecting with the work. (otherwise, I wouldn’t be getting asks right? its a lonely process, i forget there’s the second half of the equation -you guys) and i’ll do my best to make sure people are accommodated and can experience this story without hurting in a way that’s past enjoying a emotionally gripping piece of media. i don’t want people to be upset or hurt for my work, and I want to ensure I can make this without hurting others.

I try to leave a lot of ambiguity and room for people to interpret stories and I don’t mind people missing the point or interpreting things vastly differently than what I intended. that’s fine, that’s what art is all about. i don’t want to hold people’s hands and tell them what’s happening or what they should feel -i want them to choose and decipher and think things over. stories should be stimulating and thought provoking, and i can’t decide what those thoughts are. I wouldn’t want to. Personally, if it means people become more confused and lost over the story -well, that’s a trade off I have to take. if it means the story is more up-to-interpretation, than it’s worth it to me.

i do regret with how fast and punchy the arc ended up, and I feel my hints may have been too weak. asriel/flowey has been bluntly surprised/asking to be killed twice, he hasn’t felt like himself since dying and has lost his support systems ect. as a person who’s Been Through Shit, I thought it was as obvious as the sun what was to come but thinking on it now?

with how distance asriel is, how limited the perspective is to chara (who hasn’t known Asriel has been going thru the same depressive/suicidal thoughts as they have this whole time) it was a shock to the system. and in a way that’s fine in my eyes if the reader was completely shocked as you can emphasize more with chara that way... but in the same sense its horrifying for them, it must be for the reader as well.

and I do feel I should of thought of a way to handle the scenario to where it was less in your-face with Asriel’s decent into desperation and attempts. I don’t want to ever show it on screen, I don’t want to ever go into detail and make it any sort of fun for the viewer. it’s supposed to be disturbing and painful and I tried to show how greatly painful it was affecting both chara and frisk. Suicide victims are victims and everyone involved suffer from it. It’s ugly and never something one should be anything but ugly.

that is my intent for it be that, but as I’ve heard from people it’s still a shock and went too far. Authorial intent doesn’t matter when people react to your stories. yes, the context can be good to have, but people’s feelings and reactions mean the world more. I hope with the added context of the complete story that helps it in the long run, but as it is I’m very unhappy with how I tackled it and I don’t really have a good answer to how I should of gone about it. but at the end of the day that doesn’t matter as it happened and I can’t change it.

i’m sorry about your friend and i’m sorry for the pain you’ve experienced as well. it’s not easy being in that position (nor is it for ur friend as well of course) and it’s perfectly fine to feel hurt and to take time for yourself to address those feelings. You, as a person, matter and your feelings are justifiably important as well. nobody asks to be mentally ill and your friend’s choices aren’t fully theirs because of that, but it doesn’t change how it’s affected and hurt you. Losing someone’s friendship has always been a painful and inevitable experience people must go thru in life. I’m sorry that you’ve gone through that, but I’m glad -so happy that my story has helped you in any amount. I sincerely wish you both the best and to heal, I’m proud of you anon for getting through this.

I can’t really express how much it means as a writer to see how my work helped you. Like I mentioned before, I write and feel like it’s by myself that makes this work but it’s a 2 way street -you guys contribute to the story and the story only exists and is perceived by you. without an audience, it really truly is just me here. what you gain and experience within a story is just as important as the writing of the work itself and I often forget that.

Thank you. This was a really nice and eye opening ask and it’s going to be on my mind for a while, haha. I hope once the story is done and I can post-correct how I handle the story, people can learn and gain meaning to it like you have. Sorry if this was a bit rambly, I’m very thankful for your response (as well as everyone else who’s messaged!) and I’m very happy and excited to continue and to do my best. Thank you all so much.

[papergirllife]

" Without you I feel dizzy and sad, I feel low. " + Lucas

" Stop drinking, Y/N. I bought you along to meet new men, not get your sorry ass drunk over your ex. "

" Shut up, Yeri. It's only been three days. "

" It has happened for like what? Over a hundred times. You should seriously move on to someone better, this on and off thing won't work out in the long run. "

" But I don't feel the same way towards anyone else. "

You said as you took another shot from the table, the alcohol making your throat burn.

Yeri was going to give you another lecture from the look of her eyes, but she was interrupted by a handsome man asking for a dance.

" Go. I'll be fine. Let me sort out my thoughts for a while. "

" Stay put okay? I'll be back. "

You were going to down another shot when you realised that you ran out. You walked towards the bar stumbling into people, as you could feel the alcohol fogging up your mind.

As you walked towards the bar, you bumped into someone.

" Sorry. "

" Y/N ? "

" Lucas? "

" Y/N. You're drunk. I'll take you home. "

" No! I don't ever want to see you again. "

You pushed him away and continued your journey to the bar.

You ordered six more shots and downed them on the spot, not bothering to carry them back to your table as you're drinking alone.

Unbeknownst to you, Lucas was standing not far away from you, his heart clenched in his chest as he sees the pain he has inflicted upon you, regretting the fight the both of you broke out the other day.

You sat on the bar stool, dejected at the fact that you can't get him out of your head, nor your sight.

You tried to move on, you really did. But the memories and hardships you and Lucas had shared was an arrow in your heart.

You tried dating other guys, but called it quits when all you felt from the relationships were unsatisfaction and a sense of emptiness.

Your tears started to fall as you could feel the pain seeping into your heart, it was like poison, slowly killing you.

You ordered a glass of whisky to numb the pain, glass after glass, you could feel yourself losing grasp of reality.

Before you blacked out, you could feel a pair of strong arms lifting you up, and a pair of worried eyes staring at you.

You were still tipsy when you regained consciousness. You could feel a pair of strong arms carrying you around, there's only one person with a decent amount strength that could do that.

" Lucas? "

" Y/N? You're awake? Hold on for a while, you changed your key code to your door so I took you to my place. "

You felt Lucas set you down on a bed. You opened your eyes to see your boyfriend, correction, ex, standing in front of you.

You bolted up in a sitting position on the bed, your drunken state forgetting of your lack of balance under the influence of alcohol.

You grabbed onto his hands and looked into his eyes.

" Why did you help me? We broke up. Why are you here for me when you left?! Why?! Do you know how shit my past few days were?! Do you have any idea what you keep putting me through?! I don't even know why I keep going back to you! Why did I fall for you?! Of all people?! I'm so tired of making the same mistakes over and over again! All for you! "

At this point your whole face was stained with tears, the ache in your heart was unbearable, you don't even understand how it hurts physically, but it just does.

Lucas had sat down next to you on the bed when you stopped speaking.

" I'm sorry. I know now, that it was extremely immature of me. I shouldn't have fought with you over the little things. I shouldn't have said you were nagging me when you were just being caring. I'm sorry, I'm sorry I caused you so much pain for all the times we fought. This is the first time I've seen you during one of our breaks, the way you were drinking to forget your heartache made me realise what a dick I am. I'm sorry. I love you, Y/N, I truly do. I don't deserve you and I'll respect your decision if you choose to end our relationship permanently. "

Lucas's last sentence ended in a whisper, it was one of the most painful things he had ever said in your relationship.

There was never once that he suggested to end things permanently with you, but seeing you in this immense amount of pain knew that this time is different from all the other times. It was like the drop of water that broke the dam, it'll take a long time to patch things up this time around.

But Lucas decided that if you let him, one last time, he would give everything up for it.

Looking back he knew it was dumb that the both of you fought, he was so stupid for staying out late with the boys for drinks, he knew it made you worried of him, but he still did it.

He would've kicked himself if he could go back in time. The events from the night you fought came back to him.

It was around 4am and he had came home, absolutely wasted and pissed off at something, waking you up and he said some mean things that made you leave. It was utterly dumb of him.

He looked at you, snapping out of his thoughts. He could see how tired you were, and skinny. He could tell you haven't ate much these past few days.

Your chest was heaving up and down as you tried your best to recollect your thoughts and swallow down your tears to speak properly.

" How could I leave you? Without you I feel dizzy and sad, I feel low. There's no way I'm going to survive without you. And to be honest, I don't know if that's a good thing or bad thing. "

Lucas pulled you close gently, trying to show you with actions that he is going to stay from here on.

When you made the effort to hug him back, your body let out another round of sobs.

" Don't leave me anymore. Please, my heart can't handle this sort of pain anymore, I feel like I'm dying from a heartache. "

" I'm sorry, love. I'll make it up to you, I promise. "

" Are you sober enough to stand up? "

You nodded.

Lucas stood up and took your hand into his, taking some clean clothes from his closet and leading you to the bathroom.

" Take a shower. "

After your shower, you tried your best to blow dry your hair in your semi intoxicated state but stopped and padded out to the living area when your head got too dizzy.

Lucas had already changed into his sleep clothes and was lying on the sofa, when he saw you he smiled, he always thought you looked best in his clothes.

" Take the bed. I'll sleep on the couch. "

You walked towards him and laid down on his welcoming chest.

" I'm not sleeping alone anymore. It feels lonely. Sleep with me. "

" Are you sure? "

" Yes. "

" You're going to regret this in the morning, but I'm too tired to argue with your drunk ass. "

Lucas once again carried you to the bed and laid you down, he slips into bed next to you, holding you close, as you fall into a peaceful sleep you haven't had in days.

When you woke up, you thought you were dreaming. But the feeling of Lucas's arms wrapped around you felt too real.

You closed your eyes and recountered what happened the night before.

' Fuck, I was supposed to be broken up with him. ' You thought to yourself.

You didn't know how to take in the situation you were in. You were promised yourself to stay away from him, but here you are again, back in his bed. But on the other hand, Lucas made a promise, to never hurt you that way ever again.

How are you going to make a choice?

When you felt movement next to you, you quickly shut your eyes.

You could feel Lucas's arms wrap around your torso tighter, as if he didn't want to let you go.

You could feel his neck nuzzling into your hair, as he inhales the sweet scent of your hair.

" Why do you like to smell my hair in the morning? "

" Because you smell like a combination of you and me, reminds me what a lucky man I am. "

You shudder at that thought. It made you realise how much you love this man, and that even though the both of you don't see eye to eye sometimes, there were also many happy moments.

Lucas must've felt your shudder, because he pulled the blankets higher, thinking you might've been cold.

' He cares for me like no one else. '

To your dismay, Lucas got up and wrapped the blankets around your body.

You could hear him opening and closing kitchen cabinets.

" Where the fuck did I put the Advils? "

You let out a tiny laugh, but quickly biting onto your tongue when you heard his footsteps nearing.

He set down a glass of water, as he takes a seat beside you on the bed.

" Y/N, wake up. You need to eat something, all that drinking from last night without any food intake is bad for your stomach. "

You opened your eyes to see Lucas smiling down at you as he holds the Advil and the glass of water for you.

After you swallowed the pill, Lucas looks at you nervously.

" Do you remember anything from last night? "

" Yeah, I remember the things we said here. Not much from the club. "

" I meant it, every word from last night. "

" No more fighting? "

" No more. " He said as he holds you close.

You nuzzle your face into Lucas's neck, loving the warmth it provides, something you always did whenever you woke up in his arms.

You start peppering kisses on his neck, slowly moving downwards.

Your hands itched to take off his shirt when he stops you.

" I want it to be about you baby, lay down. Let me make it up to you. "

Lucas trailed kisses all over you as he laid you down, removing the clothes he had given you from the night before.

He places a kiss on your covered womanhood, sending shivers up your spine.His fingers reach out to cup your vagina.

" You're already so wet for me, love. "

He hooks his thumbs beneath the waistband of your panties and pulls down.

The sight and the scent of your sex ignites a fire in him.

" I missed you, baby. " He says before he dives into your vagina.

He gives your pussy a fat lick as his fingers rubbed circles onto your clit.

" Fuck, Lucas... "

His fingers stop its ministrations as Lucas switched it to his lips, sucking and lightly biting on your abused clit, sending shocks straight to your already dripping core.

By now his sheets are ruined with your juices, you look up to see the sight of Lucas eating you out made you even wetter.

Lucas slipped in two fingers into your core as he sensed you getting closer to your high.

You thread your fingers into his smooth locks of hair, giving him encouragement.

He stops sucking at your clit and used his other hand to lightly flick and pinch your clit, he always knew you loved it this rough with him.

He scissors you open with his two fingers and fucked his tongue into you, the way his fingers move out as his tongue moves right back in made the coil on your stomach tighten.

" Fuck, Lucas. I'm going to cum. "

If he heard you he didn't say anything, but speeds up his actions, his patience running thin for a taste of your essence, you cum all over his face. But this time felt different, this orgasm felt stronger.

You sat yourself up to see that Lucas's whole face was wet.

" I am so going to make you squirt again."

Let's just say you guys aren't getting out of bed anytime soon, with hundreds of missed calls and texts from Yeri.

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[fishball-and-sweet-potato]

Zero O'Clock - BirdCop Celebration + GIF Challenge (MLQC AU)

I just wanna join. I actually want to post this fic at ARMY day (9th of July), but here it is anyway!

Pairing : Leah Hong (MC) x Gavin Bai

Warning : triggering events (containing insecurity and anxiety)

Disclaimer : Leah is MC in this AU. In this AU, there is no Evol.

Genre : fluff

Words : 1,542

NB : this fic is also inspired from this song

“Leah, you should go home now. You just left the hospital yesterday, your body still needs time to be fully recovered,” Anna slowly shaked my body, waking me up.

Leah corrected her posture, “yeah, I know I should. But I don’t want to become a burden for all of you, and especially that’s because I’m in charge of this company now. I just feel like I’m the one that should be my fellow workers’ strength, and I failed you all, even my father…” unbeknownst to her, her eyes felt hot. Leah wanted to continue but her brain couldn’t process her emotions right now.

“No, you’re not. And believe me, we all have made mistakes when that talk show was supposed to be aired live. But still, we managed to do it well at last thanks to the content and technical errors,” Willow tried to assure her. Three days ago, Leah had a chance to interview Mrs. Peng, the owner of a well-known bak kut teh* shop named Seventh Heaven. The topic was about business’ survival strategies for small and medium enterprises amidst the economic crisis. Suddenly, her stomach felt painful and she couldn’t suppress it despite all her efforts, until she fainted. The first thing she thought when she gained my consciousness was, she was such an unprofessional disgrace for this show.

“I want to see the editing process for a while,” Leah replied, still refusing to do nothing.

“Boss, we can also lend you a shoulder. I’ll send it straight to you when it’s finished. Okay?” Kiki patted her shoulder.

Before Leah nodded in defeat, Minor continued, “Boss, I’m sorry for the shift of topic, but Gavin said to me that he will come to your house around 10 pm.”

She yawned, “why didn’t he tell me directly?”

Minor rolled his eyes, but suddenly he had a flustered look on his face, “eh, sorry, he already contacted you several times, but no answer from you.”

Leah checked my phone, it had no power. “Oh God, why am I so stupid? Gavin is definitely angry with me now,” she said resenting herself. The fact that she had done this earlier consumed all her sanity. She immediately turned on her phone, and her eyes almost popped out from their sockets seeing the amount of missed calls. The fact that this day was July 28th made her more shocked. “Okay, I gotta go now,” she said after her friends kept telling me the editing was almost finished.

Leah went to Seventh Heaven. Amidst the crowd, she could still hear the voice she knew really well greeted her first, “Leah, are you feeling better?”

“Mrs. Peng!” Leah slightly raised her voice and fastened her pace towards the middle-aged woman. “Yeah, I’m healthy now! I’m… I’m sorry…” suddenly the scene flashed her mind, her body felt heavy.

“You don’t need to. Let’s go inside,” Mrs. Peng replied, dragging her into the shop.

“I think the technical errors are made up…” Leah couldn’t help but loathed everything around her.

Mrs. Peng patted her, “we can’t prevent unexpected things from happening. Instead, the only thing we could do is to find ways so it would be meaningful.”

While Leah was digesting her words, Gavin’s smile entered her thought and erased her anxiety, “I want to buy two portions of pork tenderloin soup, one portion of fish soup, and one braised pork belly. All takeaways, please.”

“For who?” Mrs. Peng giggled. “Let me guess, your policeman friend…”

Leah blushed and tried to hide her embarrassment with all her might, “uh, Gavin, tomorrow is his birthday.”

Not long after, a waitress handed her orders. Leah waved goodbye at Mrs. Peng. Her home was quite far from her company and the shop, so she had to take a bus ride. She was listening to her favourite song, not realizing that she dozed off.

You know those days

Those days where you're sad for no reason

And it looks like everyone else except you is busy and fierce

Those days where your body is heavy

My feet won't set off, though it seems like I'm already too late

I'm hateful of the whole world

Yeah, here and there are click-clacking speed bumps

My heart grows crumpled and my words lessen

Why the hell? I ran so hard

Oh why to me

A bell sound gave her consciousness back. Finance Street Halt, Leah could read the sign clearly and hear the sound of the broadcaster telling the passengers to pay when they intended to leave the bus repeatedly. She hurriedly ran to my home, opened her phone. She just realized that she hadn’t replied to Gavin's messages. Without a second thought, she spammed him her apology. Not seeing any signs of his reply, she attempted to sleep because she was really beaten up. The only thing that kept her awake was the clock, reminding her of her faults and it was already 10.30 pm. She continued listening to the song, so she could relieve her stomach pain and irregular, fast-paced heartbeat.

Come home and lie in bed

Dizzy night, looking at the clock

Thinking if it was my fault?

Soon it will be midnight

When her mind was about to drift off, the bell rang. “Coming,” Leah said, running to the door. The first thing she saw after opening the door made her heart want to leap, but getting crumpled instead. Gavin was in his casual clothes, but with a solemn look on his face. “Gavin, you’re late. Come in,” she said, inviting him to enter her home. He only followed her without uttering any single word.

After both of them sat, he started speaking, “I’m sorry for not telling you, I just finished my work. Leah, have you eaten?”

Leah shook her head, “actually, I bought food from Seventh Heaven. Mrs. Peng is really generous despite all my mistakes.”

Seeing her held back her tears, Gavin approached her, then she felt a pair of warm arms encircled her. “You have done your best, Leah.”

“I’m just a nuisance,” she said coldly. “And yeah, the audience wasn’t really impressed because the airing time was rescheduled. That makes me think that I should get lost forever. And I even forget to return your calls...”

A pair of amber eyes pierced through her soul’s window, his hand patted her head gently, “I’m hateful of the world too. But, about the last thing, that makes me dead worried. Have I done something wrong? Because all I got is my own echo.”

Somehow, she finally managed to let out a laugh, “Minor told me that too. No, actually I’m just dumb. I forgot to charge my phone.”

Gavin sighed, a small but sincere smile curved from his mouth. “I’m here to accompany you tonight.”

Thanks to him, Leah felt much better. “Let’s eat now. I’ve been waiting for you so we can start making our tummy happy!” She was beyond glad because he loved the bak kut teh.

After the dinner was finished, she held his hand while guiding him to her bedroom. Gavin always gave her warmth despite his cold exterior. “Listen to this song with me, it really helps me cope with the present situation.”

Gavin was confused when he put one side of my earphones, “what song?” 

God, how Leah wished she could cuddle him. She showed him the English translation in order to make him understand the meaning better. He was a bit sulky that she liked the boy group that sang it a bit too much, but he tried hard to hide it by cuddling her tight.

It won't be something like that

Will something be different?

But this day will be over

When the minute and second hands overlap

The world holds its breath for a little while

Zero o’clock

Her reminder popped up. It was already July 29th, zero o’clock. They kept listening to the song.

(Ooh-ooh) And you're gonna be happy

(Ooh-ooh) And you're gonna be happy

Like that snow that just settled down

Let's breathe, like the first time

(Ooh-ooh) And you're gonna be happy

(Ooh-ooh) And you're gonna be happy

Turn this all around

When everything is new, zero o'clock

Leah paused the song, pulled herself from his cuddle, “happy birthday, Potato. I hope at this new year of your life, you’ll be happier and healthier.”

Gavin cuddled her again, “thank you so much, my Pumpkin. My wish is the same for you. I hope I’ll be the one who makes you get the happiness you deserve.”

She blushed, how could he be so smooth at times. He laughed at my reddened face. “Why are you laughing? Let us pray,” she said to divert her embarrassment.

They were holding hands, silently pouring all their wishes.

Put my hands together to pray

It'll be better, for me

Hoping that tomorrow I'll laugh more, for me

When this song ends

May a new song begin

Hoping that I'll be a little happier, yeah

Gavin caressed her hair after he saw her yawned. “Sleepy?”

“Yeah, finally. But I’m joyful because it’s the tranquility that makes me sleepy, not the usual tiredness,” Leah snuggled closer to him.

“Sweet dreams for us, then,” he closed his eyes, hugging her in their sleep.

*bak kut teh : a pork ribs / meat soup dish with salted vegetables (this is how it looks like)

This is the GIF :))

[cassatine]

Wait, I've been reading your posts on Macron (I'm not really well-versed in the nuances of French politics, so I may be getting something wrong here) but it seems you're saying that he's acting like a dictator, refusing to cede power, using the army to maintain his control... but when that scottish blogger cybersmith said it, you said that was wrong. Is Macron a tyrant or not? (also, I hope yor okay, some people have been hurt)

Yeah huh what “that scottish blogger” actually said, and I quote:

Does it not alarm you that Macron has announced his intention to rule your homeland and countrymen in perpetuity as an eternal dictator, even going so far as to proclaim himself a manifestation of divinity? Or do you still find this preferable to the possibility of a (humanely implemented) regime change carried out by concerned neighbour-states?

and

I did warn you about Macron. Now he has openly declared his intention to rule France as an immortal god-king.

and

He… Literally compared himself to a pagan sky-father. I’m not being a conspiracy theorist. He makes no secret of it now that he has won the election.

and

As a French person, would you be in favour of a New Reconquista to rescue the lands of Europe from Illuminati-Backed Jihadism? I am planning to ask my MP to bring this up on the House Of Commons (because of the upcoming GE in the UK) but it occurs to me that such an endeavour would necessarily start in France, and I hadn't discussed this with any French People. Do you think foreign intervention -from the Occidental nations that yet remain free- will be necessary to unseat the vile Satrap Macron? 

and, from an unanswered ask because I HAVE FUCKING LIMITS.

When I pointed out that your country would be better of under a monarch, or with externally-imposed regime change, you scoffed at me. Now the aspiring god-king is readying his merciless troops to slaughter your countrymen, cementing his iron rule with a mortar of blood and tears. I was correct, from the very beginning.

I mean I don’t want to sound mean, anon, but there is a difference between "Macron & his gvt are flirting with authoritarianism by exploiting the weakness of the Vth Republics institutions and of representative democracy because he’s fucked, with on one side a population that doesn’t want his reforms and on the other the private interests that helped him get where he is (+the actually hard-to-avoid obligations that come with being part of the EU)" and "immortal god-king” bullshit. 

I bolded the important parts. Look, what Macron & co are doing is gaming the system, so to speak (see first bolded part), and not to establish some kind of dictatorship headed by an immortal god-king or whatever, but because overall the french are chauvinists attached to their conception of social and economic justice who have been noping in the face of unchecked neoliberalism, and that’s no good for das kapital. Macron’s doing exactly what’s been done by many others -- he went from banking to public service, and he probably intends to go back to banking, and the point of his public stint isn’t politics or even ruling or power, it’s to enact reforms benefitting his class and open the door wide to that unchecked neoliberalism the general public doesn’t like much. His plans for Europe are in the continuity of this. 

But the thing is, Macron didn’t really do anything our previous gvts. didn’t do (beyond not bothering to hide his class disdain, which certainly helped to get people against him. most politicians at least have the sense to use lube before fucking us over, but his party is amazingly shitty on that end), he’s just... accelerated the cadence. And sure he got where he is and did what he’s been doing not without some very illegal shit, but mostly because systemically the conditions were already there for him or someone like him -- there’s this old joke that everyone here knows and that says it all: we don’t have a president, we have a king.

Now don’t get me wrong, what’s going on here is shitty, and I’m afraid because it’s far from over, but we still have quiiite a way to go before dictatorship (we do have counterpowers, even the Senate got in on it), and I hate to admit it but if Macron’s refusing to step down of like, his own initiative, there is no ongoing procedure or motion or whatever that would obligate him to. As to the army, that shit is scary af but again, there’s a nuance to make -- although I’m really fucking scared that they might end up firing on people during protests and the communication around their deployment at the last protest was abysmal, the gvt. doesn’t want them to fire. I’m afraid it will happen not in the sense that they will be ordered to fire, I’m not quite there yet, but in the sense that the Sentinelle (the concerned unit) are not trained for crowd control. The gvt. also doesn’t want to use them outside of the specific context of GJ protests (and yknow, their actual duties). The Sentinelle people are an anti-terrorism brigade, and calling them specifically is part of the ongoing effort to depict GJ as... well, terrorists, or at the very least definitely dangerous. 

It was also a gambit. They’re still hoping they’ll find THE thing to keep the GJ home, and the fact that they’re down to waving the threat of the army around (and again, I Worry, but that’s what putting the Sentinelle specifically where the GJ are not supposed to protest amounts to, abysmal communication notwithstanding) when people are already aware protesting might kill them (because it happened!!), among other ugly consequences is scary af, yes, but it’s also a sign that the gvt.’s options to maintain itself have dwindled something crazy. You call the army when you’re losing control, not when you have it. 

Because again, our man Manu is kinda stuck between a rock and a hard place. On the one hand, he’s got the GJ and little popular support, and an actual politician would have to factor that. But on the other hand, that boy owes. He owes to those who helped put him where he is to defend their interests and who keep helping him so that he keeps doing exactly that. He can’t give the GJ what they want without losing that support, he can’t leave without losing that support, and without it he’s just plain fucked. 

So basically we’re in a complicated situation! The specters of full-blown authoritarianism, plutocratic dictatorship, and who knows what other horrors loom on the horizon. But so do others, like the specter of our victory, and now that we’ve seen it...

The thing is that we’ve won a huge battle already, because Macron was supposed to deliver a success story. He was supposed to reform the unreformable! To maintain the oh so practical ‘populism’ (ie. the far right and the left -- it’s not quite the same here as in the US, but we’re seeing a similar displacement of meaning wrt. the left, the far left and the ‘center’) vs ‘liberalism’ (ie. unchecked neoliberalism basically) pseudo-opposition, in which one is the only solution to the other, the only alternative! He was supposed to be the youthful, energic face of progressism, a Mozart of finance who would deliver where traditional politicians couldn’t. He was supposed to unite ze french beyond political and social divides (and he kinda did do that, ironically enough), and a bunch of shit besides. 

We fucked that up, and we fucked it up good. Most of the merit is his, though -- he got us to the current situation. He got us to people asking for his head (metaphorically), but more than that, he got us to realize what’s become a slogan: fin du monde, fin du mois, même combat -- end of the world, end of the month, same fight, and he got us talking about the relative merits of participative and representative democracy and how our institutions should work and for whom because collective intelligence is actually a thing and we realized he is a symptom and it’s the root we need to go after. Not that no one knew it before, but the trajectory from protests against an oil tax to the protests we have now, that’s a victory unto itself.  

Anyway, I forgot the point somewhere, but overall, going from the symbolic “jupiterian presidency” WHICH IS WHAT TCS WAS REFERRING TO FFS to the painfully literal “Macron has announced his intention to rule your homeland and countrymen in perpetuity as an eternal dictator, even going so far as to proclaim himself a manifestation of divinity“ etc etc is still a really bad take (and I’m not Going There but “New Reconquista” is not an innocuous term). Reality is weird and shitty enough as it is, thanks.

[pacifymebby]

Me again (age gap crush anon) so indecisive in a very extreme way. Like about everything. But what bothers him is about him having to make ALL the decisions. And I mean ALL of them. Whether it’s what to eat, where to go on our date, what to do when we’re having sex. It’s literally chronic. But it’s because I’ve never been in a relationship before and I don’t want to do anything wrong and somehow by doing that I’ve ruined my entire relationship. I’ve also become like this because of how I’ve been treated by my family ie abuse and it’s not something I can just come out and say!

Anyway so I did end up messaging him and asking him why he seemingly overnight decided he didn’t want to pursue a relationship anymore (In less petty words) and he replied saying that my indecisiveness really stressed him out and being the one who always made the decisions wasn’t something he could see himself constantly doing. Which I get because hello relationships are supposed to be two way things and both parties should give input. But also he’s an adult he could’ve brought this up to me instead of breaking my heart. I’m a big girl I can take a bit of criticism 💀. But what I can’t take is being blind sided and having my heart ripped from my body! Ok now I’m just being dramatic and childish. But for real though like did he know he was gonna break up with me when I was sucking his dick on Saturday?!?!? Cause that’s kinda of a douche move if he did. And you are correct he has definitely lost his soft dom Sam creds (which is unfortunate because I didn’t even get to tell you about the most sds thing he did the other day omg)

Ok you’ll probably be disappointed in me for this but I did end up replying to him and explaining well half explaining (I didn’t mention the abuse) why I’m so indecisive. And I said that if he’d be willing to like do the stuff that B does with you (pushes you to make your own decisions and stuff) and if he’d you know just give me some fuckin time to work on myself a bit then I’d still like to be in a relationship with him… pathetic I know. But even if he’s a bit of a dick I’m fucking head over heels for this guy and I’m also trying to stay on good terms in case I am pregnant because I really don’t want to be a single mom. He’s seen the messages already but hasn’t replied yet but he is at work so I’ll give him that as an excuse.

Nah okay so that's what I suspected you meant by indecisive and you know what bestie I am 100% with you here. That is not something you just break up with someone for. You bring it up, you ask them to work on it and you know, you get to know someone and like you help eachother through that shit idk.

Like breaking up with you for that is SO SO SO dramatic and honestly just such a stupid dumb male thing to do lol.

Nah I don't think you're stupid or anything for that, I get it completely and tbh i think it's pretty valid and I see why you'd want to. It's something he should have at least talked to you about so the fact that he hasn't like, you should for sure say that to him because breaking up with you out the blue, over text, without ever mentioning that this was such a problem for him... So childish bestie.

I also get it, like if you're head over for him and you think it can be saved then point out to him that like it's something you're willing to work on. But also, like you need his support, and that's on him like, if he's too lazy to put even a hint of effort into mentoring you and supporting you then like, fuck him... Well u kmow not literally but figuratively. He's not deserving of you if he isn't willing to support you.

And just like, if he replies and he's a wet lettuce about rhe whole thing don't beg or push him more just be like lol kay your loss bestie (but less petty) you and me can be petty and bitchy on here haha.

It's a shame he's been like this becayse with even the smallest amount of support and nurture you'd have come out your shell in literally just a month or two. Like it doesn't take much to be supportive and build someone's confidence up like that and it's shitty he couldn't be bothered being empathetic there.

Obviously yeah you're gonna be worried about the single mom prospect but honestly like, I don't want to presume to know what your whole family are like, but idk, try not to fear the worst too much, many people will change their perameters of what is okay and not based on what their kids do. Like most people would be anti baby out of wedlock but when it happens to their daughter they are forced to empathise slightly or to deal with a situation. Idk what your whole family are like at all but they may be more accepting in such a situation than you think.

There was a time that I had a lot of issues with my grandparents and my dad over the years because of things that happened with men and sex and stuff and I thought they'd disown me. And it was difficult but ultimately, we're family and I think it's hard for parents to let go of or lose their kids over something they can choose not to lose them over.

[itswildwinters]

Hello lovebug and happy December 15th! Half of December is gone already, how odd is that. It's especially weird for me this year as I'm supposed to get my degree in June if everything goes according to plan and time just seems to fly by, despite the pressure. I'm alright though, and supposedly finish with my essay–I just need to correct it. I only have two more days before my next exam though, so I'd better start my revisions and soon! I've said it plenty of times already but gosh, I can't wait to be done with my exams. Thank you for being there every step of the way when i'm supposed to bring a breath of fresh air with me, and not a depressing one. I hope you're doing well yourself! Always wishing you're alright and taking care of yourself.

I completely agree with you; perfect characters tend to be so boring compared to more nuanced ones. I think that's why I had issues reading when I was in middle school, cause I always felt like the hero (especially if she was a girl, which is sad) was too morally rigid and lacked "life", if I may say. And I was talking about the Disney adaptation, I should have precise. I haven't read the book, though I know the original version is a lot bleaker than Disney's smooth version. I'll tell you what I think when I watch it!

Louis' live stream was amazing indeed, kinda makes me want to cry thinking about it. It was so, so good, and I miss seeing him perform deeply, especially knowing how much he likes it. And oooh, good choice! I remember hearing it for the first time and being so overwhelmed with so many emotions. Like, nothing really happened for me to relate, but it touched my heart and my soul and I felt very shaken in every possible way.

Is your patois your native tongue? Cause silly-me thought it was French! I'll do some research haha, I wonder how your language sound.

You sound so studious! I understand the appeal, though. It's always nice hearing about the roots' of one country. Do you have a favorite history period? Is there a country whose history just seems to grab your interest? I think history's overall a great way to understand societal problems especially if you get to compare different countries.

I cannot wait to receive your messages in my dms, then. I'm not scared, but excited! Feels like we really are bonding, right?

I'm glad you agree with me about trains! Have you ever been to Europe, by the way, or will it be the first time if you get to study in Ireland next year? Like I know that theoretically you're a French European and are therefore European, but you get me. I think ambition is a great trait to have by the way. It can drives you and help you become a better version of yourself. I think it's also nice because it helps you determining what you want in life, which is very valuable, so keep dreaming and being ambitious please!

It'd be a delight receiving a letter from you someday, by the way. But as of now, I'll just send you love and support and keep you in my thoughts always. I hope the last 2 weeks of 2021 will bring you the joy and happiness you deserve, love.

Sending frozen kisses and warm hugs your way,

Your Secret Santa

PS: I don't know what happened to me, I almost signed this with my first name and last name? not even my username haha

hiii sunshine!! how are you doing?

Time flies by so fast it's insane. June? That's amazing, you should be proud of yourself!! A degree isn't easy to get so kudo to you! I know that you still have exams and stuff but i wish you luck, and i'm sending you strength to get them done. Treat yourself after each exam — a croissant, a pain au chocolat, or idk a Kinder — you totally deserve it. Will there be a graduation party? If so, will you be with ur friends and family?

I remember the relief i felt when i finished my exams, so i bet you will feel the same too. I can't wait for you to be done and to rest, i think i sound like a broken record but you truly do deserve it, i can feel the amount of effort u put into ur exams through your messages. Take care of yourself, dont strain yourself!

Glad we agree on morally grey characters!! I like that in fanfics, people tend to go for that type of characters, or attribute such characteristics to harry or louis.

Please do tell me what you think!! Honestly anything written by Victor Hugo is a hit for me, I love him so much!! Makes me proud to be french.

Yesss two of us is such an emotional song, but the instrumental, and his voice are so amazing on that song, so raw. I love it. I hope he'll get to perform again soon despite covid :( i hope you'll get to see him too!!!

French is indeed my native language, but like in most countries we tend to develop a creolised version of the national language (here it is called 'créole', although french is spoken everywhere. I do study créole as a second language at uni). if you have any questions feel free to ask!!

I guess I am quite the nerd (I am defo the nerd), but i really love studying or discovering things. hoooonestly since I am an english lit student and i'm a sucker for classics, I really do love the 19th century (also with the industrial revolution etc, it's such an interesting century to study especially in Britain). I do really love learning about south africa or ireland, their history is super interesting. Of course the same applies to England! I'm also getting more and more interested in my island's history too, I need to buy some books on it because we don't really study our history unfortunately, although slavery was pretty prominent back in the days here— we are majorly a mixed population.

We are totally bonding, i can tell we click, like our personalities go well together (that's how i feel whenever i reply to you at least).

I have visited a few places in the past; france, madagascar, mauritius, singapore, kuala lampur, bangkok, england, but that's it! I really want to discover more though, that's why ireland is on my list!!

You are the sweetest. Just wanna hug you tight.

Today i bought some books: Dan’s Brown’s ‘Angels and Demons’, ‘the Da’ Vinci Code’ and Margaret Atwood’s ‘The Testament’ (i’m currently reading ‘the Handmaid’s Tale’). Have you been reading anything? I know youre super busy so in case you haven’t, do you plan on reading anything after ur exams?

I'm sending you love and happiness as well as strength. All ur efforts towards ur exams will pay off, you'll see!! You should be proud of yourself.

With love,

Yours <3

PS: sorry for the lack of proper punctuation it's sooo late here haha

PS: ur consciousness wants to reveal itself i see hahaaa!!