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dourpeep · 3 years ago

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Omfg I hate burning my tongue. I made some cookies recently, and got impatient… I’m sure you know what happens next

BRO THAT ALBEDO FANART HNNNNNNNNGH honestly, soft dudes with a more alternative/grunge-y style are honestly my weakness (despite wearing very bright and cute clothes—think decora kei but not as hardcore). But dammit tattoo artist!Bedo brainrot

Just, you go to his shop, wanting to just inform yourself and so on, but you leave with an entire tat on your ankle because the artist’s lil sis told you that “big bro makes reaaaaaally pretty pictures! And he’s so nice, you will love him!” And oh boy, we’re you enamored, and not only with the quick sketch he presented you when you told him what you had in mind.

You needed a mini job anyways, and ask whether you can help out around the shop since 1. The atmosphere is nice and the place is close to yours and 2. Hello? Cute ass colleague? However, your small aesthetic crush morphed into full on pining after seeing Albedo being so soft around his sis, and creating beautiful designs inspired by every customers liking 24/7.

Nonetheless, you were getting confused by him. Was he into you, or why did he buy you a coffee when you came in that morning, with the sweetest note attached to it? Why did he go out of his way to quell all your curiosities (big brain = hot)? Why does he gaze at you with those soft teal orbs, when you haven’t been close for this long yet?

His acquaintances muse that he’s generally a clueless guy when it comes to relationships, whether they are platonic or romantic, and he does tend to give off wrong signals because of that. So far, he rejected everyone who came at him with a gentle smile, apologizing for his tactlessness.

And yet, you could feel that there’s more to it in your case… but you didn’t wanna stick your head in the clouds and get the wrong idea. However, Klee is right there to tell you just how much he’s been talking about you! She ends up asking him whether you can go home with them, because she really wants you to bake for her (one of the single skills that Albedo was not blessed with), and there, as you three stand in the kitchen….

“I’ve never heard big bro talk so much about anyone before… I’m glad big bro likes you soooo much! I really want a big sis!”

Hehe, this is so cute, fuck. I want a bf now :(((

I agree anon, I too long for a significant other-

Kinda.

I think it'd be nice to have someone to cuddle and smooch, though.

And I agree--I'm so weak for soft dudes with grungy vibes Xiao. Like...seeming tough?? Being tough?? But also having a gentle and sweet personality? Please, sign me up.

I personally dress in comfy sweaters + skirts or grunge (but pretty loosely so). There's no in-between.

Wait also might I have a cookie?

I love the idea of Klee basically just hanging out at the shop too hahaha, leave it to Albedo to have both a very steady hand and be responsible enough to take care of an active little girl while working. Props to him, that's for sure. It'd also be cute if the customers can have her pick their tattoo-

Dodoco would unintentionally become a 'thing' at the shop.

That being said, Albedo as your boss (but, as always, please just call him Albedo. You're around the same age anyway and this is a small family-owned place, after all)? He'd be attentive and rather sweet.

Considering that he already does hold a soft spot towards people and their little habits, the seemingly small moments of joy that spark and the smiles that refuse to leave his customer's faces when they see the nearly finished product--it's not entirely surprising. It's hard to miss the smile on his own face.

Albedo would often give you longer breaks, too. While the tattoo parlor is popular, the foot traffic is low, so there's only ever a customer or two getting worked on at a time along with a few curious peeks now and then.

Not to mention, the artist is also quite the skilled chef. The breakfast sandwich he brought in for breakfast? He made himself.

Of course the coffee he bought on his way in.

Because he usually goes right to sketching and prepping the workspace, he'll always leave the tasty morsels and coffee (or whatever beverage you prefer, to your specifications) right on the counter in the front so you can see it when you walk in for the day.

And as always, there's his name signed with his signature 'solar isotoma' (it's what he calls it, at least) detailing that he took care of breakfast for you and that he hopes you enjoy the simple meal he's prepped this time around.

Things go pretty well for the first few weeks of working!

Lots of satisfied customers, playing with Klee in the shop's downtime, conversing with Albedo, or just sitting in silence. You've noticed that he asks quite a bit about your likes and dislikes. Though...you just assume it's because he's not the best conversationalist.

After all, while he's incredibly attractive and his charm is undeniable, the man struggles to strike conversations with his clients and opts for encouraging them to take the reins.

Not to mention the cute blush on his cheeks and gently worded declinations he's had to do often--

You wonder if he's already seeing someone.

Honestly, standing in the kitchen in his apartment should've made you realize how dense you are yourself.

Especially when Albedo is right besides you, elbows nearly touching as you walk through the steps of making a cake with him. His hands are covered in various amounts of flour and batter after a little mishap and Klee is eagerly peeking over the countertop.

Though he's dressed down in a plain tee and sweatpants, his hair down and much longer than you expected, you can still sense the way he's so very concentrated on the task at hand. Like he doesn't want to mess it up. It's cute.

When the cake is finally in the oven, Klee speaks up with her face and hands pressed against the viewing window.

"Big brother likes you soooooo much!"

And suddenly, when your eyes meet wide teal ones, it clicks.

His sweet notes and breakfast on him, the several careful sketches of you placed alongside the ones he does of his clients, how he often invites you over to his apartment over the weekends and after work.

Albedo finds himself shyly looking away for the first time.

When the cake is done, the three of you have indulged in the deliciously sweet snack, you help him clean up while Klee goes off to watch a show on the tv.

He's hesitant, visibly so.

"Would you..." Shutting off the water, he pats his wet hands on the front of his shirt. Under the bright florescent of the overhead lights, his eyes seem to shine. "Perhaps like to join me tomorrow on a date?"

#anon asks #modern au #tattoo artist albedo #albedo #albedo simping #genshin impact albedo #genshin impact #genshin impact drabbles #genshin impact headcanons #genshin impact imagines #genshin impact x reader #albedo x reader #klee

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makeste · 4 years ago

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BnHA Chapter 304: The Council of OFA

Previously on BnHA: Hawks and Best Jeanist were all, “what up Todofam, we are here to apply for the positions of ‘son #4’ and ‘weird uncle’, respectively,” and then proceeded to insert themselves into the family drama without waiting for an answer. Hawks briefed Endeavor on the nation’s current status of “totally fucked”, promised to help him sort that out, and then asked him about OFA. Endeavor was all, “oh do you mean One For All, the mysterious thing that my intern Deku was apparently being targeted for?” and then we cut away, presumably before Endeavor could clarify that it never occurred to him to follow up on that, and Hawks was all “no of course not, why would it occur to anyone other than me to follow up on any of this super weird and ominously important shit.” Anyway so meanwhile Bakugou was all “LET ME SCREAM AT DEKU UNTIL HE WAKES UP” and the other kids were all “NO”, and then the chapter ended with All Might being all “I wonder what the vestige!me is currently chatting with Deku about.”

Today on BnHA: Deku drops in on the Vestiges, who are all “sup Deku, how do you like our fancy chairs.” OFA II and III are all “if you need us we’ll just be standing here silently in the corner pretending to be invisible and sparking endless discourse with our mere existence.” OFA IV is all “and now I will explain to you in a very convoluted way that you being quirkless was actually a good thing, since it means that you are probably not going to suddenly drop dead at the age of twenty. But also you’re probably going to be the last user of OFA for that very same reason.” Deku is all “that is wild. I’m just gonna stand here and stare at my hand.” Nana is all “so now that that’s settled could you please do me a small favor and kill my grandson for me”, because having just one topic to discourse about this week WASN’T ENOUGH, apparently. Thanks so much Horikoshi.

(ETA: okay so just a note before I start, this week’s RHA translation was a huge mess, so I followed up this chapter by reading a couple of other translations. the main one I’m using for reference is the one by @hanashimas, whose weekly posts I highly recommend. anyway so you’ll see a couple of ETAs in this post in places where the initial translation was off.)

how many layers of bandages did they wrap this poor kid’s fucking hand in omg

jesus Deku. are you holding onto a bouquet of flowers under that thing?? or a tennis racket??

omg yes, finally

is he reading these names off a teleprompter lol. and if so, what has Jeanist ever done to slight you, Deku? “god bless Kacchan and Aizawa-sensei and Todoroki-kun and everyone else in the whole wide world... except for Best Jeanist. fuck that guy.” actually this joke would be funnier if half of tumblr didn’t legit feel that way lol but anyway

OH MY GOD

I NEED TO HAVE A TALK TOO. ABOUT, OH, EVERYTHING

I got immediate KHR vibes from ALL OF THIS. this is seriously such a Vongola aesthetic. “let’s use the luxuriously cushioned chairs with the seat backs that are ten feet high, and arrange all of the handsome ghost people in a big circle” like come on

that said there are also some slight LoTR vibes as well. “bring forth the ring, Deku”

I like how Six is sitting there with his feet drawn up all casual, but with his arms inexplicably sticking STRAIGHT OUT IN FRONT OF HIM and dangling over his knees like he’s doing some sort of zombie walk

apparently the Fourth wasn’t a big fan of shoes huh

interesting that All Might is the only one who’s still faint/indistinct, and and that Two and Three are fully visible

(ETA: the rest of my speculation about Two and Three has been moved into a separate post, the better to focus on the shit that’s actually happening in this chapter lol.)

and lastly, interesting that all of them are talking now, except for All Might (and I guess the Second and Third as well). to the best of my knowledge Deku hasn’t unlocked the Sixth’s quirk yet, so I guess the quirks don’t really have anything to do with it

oh and it looks like Deku’s mouth is still covered. I guess that’s convenient for the vestiges since we all know it’s hard to stop Deku once he gets going. but on the other hand it’s very inconvenient for people like me who wanted to see some interaction. alas

so First says that OFA’s power has grown a lot in the last four months (i.e. since Deku unlocked Blackwhip), and now the vestiges can communicate with each other as well as Deku

so even when Deku’s not around they can all just chill with each other. this is such a weird thing to me lol. like it’s cool, don’t get me wrong, but it’s also strange as hell to know that you’ve got eight other people hanging out in your head spying on everything you do and having conversations with each other about it. it would be like if Dark Shadow had someone to hang out with other than Tokoyami. good thing you weren’t triplets, Tokoyami

First says that it’s become easier for the vestiges to interact with Deku ever since TomurAFO barged into the OFA Domain back at Jakku. huh

(ETA: apparently this is because AFO forcibly pulled out OFA’s power when he was trying to steal the quirk, so I guess that makes sense.)

okay thank you Banjou for addressing this concern which I initially brought up as a joke, but which was apparently real enough for you to reassure Deku about

“don’t worry, even though we’re awake and hanging out inside of you at all times, we’re definitely not secretly watching and making fun of every single thing you do” hmmmmm

(ETA: “not that you could do anything about it even if we were, since you’re probably going to be the last OFA holder ever!” I don’t trust anything this asshole says lmao.)

OH SHIT??

YESSS DEKU now you can hold them accountable for all of their bullshit! because I do not doubt that there will be bullshit lol but let’s see how that goes

oh damn

well okay then. you didn’t have to stand up and walk over to him and loom all threateningly like that but okay sir

this guy has kind of a Kimimaro vibe to him. remember? that bone-growing guy from Naruto? except I’m pretty sure he had eyebrows. and wasn’t twenty feet tall. speaking of which, that explains the chairs

why are you wearing only 3/5ths of a shirt

lol what

someone’s gonna have to explain this to me. is he just redundant or something lol, or is he strangely poetical or what

(ETA: apparently HE’S MAKING A PUN omg. I immediately gained +10 love for him lol. also it flows a lot better in Japanese. this is one of the things Caleb is usually good at, so we’ll see what he does with the wordplay.)

omg the hermit theory is true!!

“I’M NOT WEIRD, IT’S SOCIETY WHICH IS WEIRD.” lol whatever you say buddy. also love how Banjou tried to give him a big hearty slap on the back but Hermit Boy was not having it lmao

IS HE TRYING TO CAPTURE HIM WITH BLACKWHIP

AND ACTUALLY, NO, SIR, AS A MATTER OF FACT, WE ARE NOT AWARE. SO SPILL!!

?!!?

okay my first response was LOL ARE YOU SERIOUS, THAT’S THE BIG SECRET!? -- and then it hit me what the significance of “died from old age... AT AGE FORTY” meant. at which point it was like “!!!!!” and then “OH, SHIT”

(ETA: there’s also an Iida joke here somewhere but I’m just too tired to make it.)

oh my god oh my god

did he somehow get a copy of the coroner’s report or something? like how does he even know that he died from “old age” as opposed to any number of other natural causes? ??

but anyway. so this is the quirk singularity coming into play then I guess. but then how come All Might is still alive and ticking?

(ETA: so this is one example of where this week’s translation is a mess lol. apparently the Fourth explains here that he didn’t know what the fuck he died from until All Might researched it. and it turns out there actually was an autopsy lol so there you go.)

so Fourth says he held OFA for eighteen years, and since he knew he would never be strong enough to defeat AFO on his own he basically just spent all his time punching rocks in the woods and training to power the quirk up

oh shit

is he implying that his body literally fell apart?? like that’s how he got the scars on his face? -- IS THAT WHAT KEEPS HAPPENING TO TOMURA, THEN. oh shit

DUDE

so you’re telling me that this quirk actively shortens the lifespan of anyone who uses it?? and my little boy here has had it now for a year already?? fuck me, I have immediately have a TON of thoughts about all this but let me save it until he’s done with his explanation

THANK YOU, DEKU

right?? how come All Might didn’t die then. even after he got injured. please don’t tell me he actually is dying still and is just being slow about it because I SWEAR TO GOD

what does this mean??

so what you’re trying to say is you all have NO FUCKING IDEA how long Deku’s gonna be able to hold this quirk before he SUDDENLY DROPS DEAD?! five generations ago this dude was able to hold it for eighteen years, and then four generations later All Might was able to hold it for thirty-odd years or so, and now Deku has it and you all have no clue which way it’s gonna go? actually this makes it sound like it really wasn’t OFA that killed the Fourth at all and you guys are just really bad at forming hypotheses. but since you’re making a big plot point out of it I guess it must be true

and don’t think I didn’t notice the part where you said you didn’t have OFA very long and then “died while fighting”, Firsto. I want to hear more about that. specifically who you passed the quirk onto before your death

and yes, if we are agreeing that OFA was the cause of the Fourth’s death, then the conclusion on this next page is the natural one to draw

so that’s a bit of a relief then, because Deku is quirkless too. so it means he won’t be able to hold OFA forever (and will probably have to find another quirkless person to pass it on to), but at least he won’t be randomly dying out of the blue next Tuesday or something

oh my god now he’s talking about OFA and AFO and user consciousnesses and all sorts of good theory stuff but it’s so much exposition. you’re really gonna make me read all this lol

wait what. why would All Might being quirkless have anything to do with the presence of his vestige in OFA Outer Space Party Land

but Deku is also quirkless and he’s clearly visible and chatting with you guys. so what gives. like how much of this is verified fact and how much of it is you guys just shrugging and making stuff up lol

SERIOUSLY, GUYS

BUT DEKU IS ALSO -- you know what, never mind sob. none of this shit makes any sense but whatever

(ETA: seriously, this all seems like an awful lot of speculation on their part. for Deku’s sake I sure hope they’re right.)

FSSKDJFLSKLKJLKJL ALL MIGHT IS FIFTY-FIVE?!

lol that’s a full ten years past my closest estimate, wow. but this pretty much confirms his age now at last! or at least confirms it within a couple of years, because we know All Might and Nana met when he was in middle school, and he presumably had the quirk by the time he took the U.A. entrance exam. so yeah. gonna go with fifty-five

so they think that because All Might was quirkless, OFA was better able to adapt to his body and became his true quirk, as opposed to being an extra quirk that stacked on top of the one he already had and overwhelmed him. ties in back to the whole “AFO used to bend people to his will by forcing quirks on them” thing, as well as the “Noumus are all mindless because of the strain of having multiple quirks”

Two and Three are really ruining the serious vibe of this scene here lol

they look like they’re doing the counting for hide and seek

and is this Deku talking now? I was about to get mad at First for implying that quirkless people are somehow freaks, as opposed to “normal” people jdslk

so in other words, don’t go giving it to your best friend all casually for shits and giggles, Deku. even if it would make a really cool climax for a movie. well shit. maybe that’s why they were so quick to nope back into Deku’s body afterward

so First says that because quirkless people are becoming rarer and rarer, the fact that All Might just happened to stumble upon Deku is “nothing short of a miracle.” which, yeah, that was definitely a stroke of luck there. being quirkless saved his life. but being quirkless is also part of why he was chosen in the first place, and we’ve always known that much

“in other words, kiddo...”

looks like there was some hurried clone stamp usage going on here lol. but props to RHA as always for putting this scan out so fast, especially given how exposition-heavy this week’s chapter has been

“anyways, that was the main topic” ARE YOU SERIOUS. there are like ten other topics imma need you all to get to here, people

(ETA: seems like this is a mistranslation; the line should actually read something more along the lines of “and now for the main topic.”)

FFFFFFFFF

“ENJOY YOUR CLIFFHANGER THIS WEEK.” dskfalkjlkjwlgkjl you really went and dumped this discourse on us yet again. fucking...

(ETA: forgot to mention, but as several people mentioned, this seems to be another mistranslation -- rather than asking Deku to kill Tomura as though it’s doing her a personal favor, Nana is asking “will you be able to do it.” in other words more of an “are you capable of doing it” type of thing. which is a very reasonable question to ask given that Deku is, well, Deku.)

anyways, and the answer is obviously going to be “no” of course. this isn’t going to end any differently than when the previous Avatars all told Aang to kill Ozai. but I guess it means we’re in for a fun conversation next week

so Nana looks pretty grim here though (nothing at all like the person who once taught All Might the importance of saving people with a smile), and I’m wondering if this means she believes that her grandson is already beyond saving. as in killing him would be a mercy, as opposed to him continuing to live with AFO bending his mind and body to his will. except if that is the case, I think she’s underestimating Tomura’s own will. and definitely underestimating Deku’s will to save

and also, just... I’m so fucking sick of AFO screwing the Shimura family over, honestly. this is exactly what he wanted. well fuck you, guy. you don’t get to have what you want. go out there and save Tomura, Deku. for his sake and for Nana’s. give them some hope. do your thing, boy. can’t wait for your big speech all about it next chapter lol

#bnha 304 #midoriya izuku #all might #ofa prime #ofa iv #idk what his name is I forgot it already lol #the actual forty-year-old man #bnha #boku no hero academia #bnha spoilers #mha spoilers #bnha manga spoilers #makeste reads bnha #ofa the first

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queerdraws · 3 years ago

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Cleaning Out the Rooms - a Harry Du Bois playlist Alcoholism, getting better?, memory loss, being a superstar, The Final Dream, forming political opinions, bad breakups, past transgressions, being a strange and inconsistent being, and persisting despite it all 26 songs (r-slur warning for Turnin’ on the Screw - QotSA)

including: David Bazan, They Might be Giants, The Mountain Goats, British Sea Power (of course), Queens of the Stone Age, and more. Full track listing and lyric excerpts under the cut

---- Turnin' on the Screw - Queens of the Stone Age (This is the opening track on Era Vulgaris, seemed like an appropriate opening song / introduction to Harry's general essence) ----

... They say those who can't just instruct others And act like victims or jilted lovers You can't lose it if you never had it Disappear, man, do some magic

Want a reason? How's about because You ain't a has been if you never was

I sound like this

Scared to say what is your passion So slag it all, bitter's in fashion Fear of failure's all you've started The jury is in, verdict: r******d

I'm so tired, and I'm wired too I'm a mess; I guess I'm turning on the screw

---- Bless this Mess - David Bazan (Harry being a drunk and a general mess, things going in cycles) ----

God bless the man who stumbles God bless the man who falls God bless the man who yields to temptation God bless the woman who suffers God bless the woman who weeps God bless the children trying her patience Trouble getting over it Is what you're in for So pour yourself another 'Cause it'll take a steady pair of hands Holy or unholy ghost Well now I can't tell, but either way you cut it You should get some distance if you plan to take a stand God bless the house divided God bless the weeds in the wheat God bless the lamp hid under a bushel I discovered hell to be the poison in the well So I tried to warn the others of the curse But then my body turned on me I dreamt that for eternity My family would burn Then I awoke with a wicked thirst

---- Don’t Sit Down Cause I’ve Moved Your Chair - Arctic Monkeys (general Harry vibe. off-kilter) ----

Break a mirror, roll the dice

...

Find a well-known hard man and start a fight Wear your shell suit on bonfire night Fill in a circular hole with a peg that's square

But just don't sit down 'cause I've moved your chair

...

Bite the lightning and tell me how it tastes Kung fu fighting on your roller skates Do the Macarena in the devil's lair

But just don't sit down 'cause I've moved your chair

---- I've Been Seeing Things - They Might be Giants (feels very Harry's detecting style, surreal happenstance) ----

I've been seeing things I've been seeing things Don't have answers but I've got lots of questions

Carpool's up, someone gets out Hand someone else a violin case I'm trying not to let them see me looking at them But I'm pretty sure there was a dollar sign

Keep your eyes peeled and you'll see stuff Which at first seems like unimportant irrelevant things

Can't just ask some perfect stranger "What are you hiding in your violin case?" Shadow them at a distance instead Try to get inside their head

Where'd they go now (Where'd they go now) I got distracted (I got distracted) Begging me to stay (Begging me to stay) Wearing a disguise (Wearing a disguise) That lady (That lady) Must have ditched the kid (Must have ditched the kid) Hidge the down (Hidge the down) [???] What's she up to now? (What's she up to now?) Trembling cold by the airport road Watching them stack containers in rows Seagulls, helicopter, windblown trash Something doesn't add up

I've been seeing things I've been seeing things No one asks but I'm packing all kinds of attention

Later I'm watching a news report Camera pans across a crime scene Unremarked upon detail Empty violin case Okay maybe not the same case Different material, different color Still you have to wonder Am I the only one who knows

I've been seeing things

---- Music is the Victim - Scissor Sisters (breakup Harry. drug-addled disco Harry) ----

I left my heart in San Fransisco It's at some motherfucking disco The people there where dancin' on it And that's including Ms. Matronic

Hell if music is the victim then so am I Of lovin' and a cheatin' the snake gon' bite I beg and I scream and I cuss and I cry If music is the victim then so am I

Of your bad fun Money's all gone but you need some Lover's on the phone but they got none Daddy ain't home from the dog run And you're riding through the city with a shotgun

I left my bag in Pasadena Where all them girls was doin' Tina Them bitches sure were crunked up on it I said I'd rather smoke some chronic

Hell if music is the victim then so am I Of lovin' and a cheatin' the snake gon' bite I beg and I scream and I cuss and I cry If music is the victim then so am I

---- Down to Your Soul - Right Away, Great Captain! (about the Final Dream and pre-game Harry) ----

And I see things I actually don't see. I knew it wasn't actually you a few feet from my reach. I looked into your eyes and I began to lose my teeth, And I felt you were dreaming the same thing.

And I know you don't know what I'm capable of But if you give me just one more minute I'm sure That you would be shaking right down to your soul And I'd hope that the fear of the lord brings me home. I'm a man in a body of water so tall Could swallow you whole and forget where he's going But I carved a map in the back of my arm Don't worry I'm coming home I said don't worry cause I'm coming home

---- No Surprises - Radiohead (suicidal harry, pre-game. Maybe immediately before the game. A little Big Communism Builder) ----

A heart that's full up like a landfill A job that slowly kills you Bruises that won't heal You look so tired, unhappy Bring down the government They don't, they don't speak for us I'll take a quiet life A handshake of carbon monoxide

And no alarms and no surprises

…

This is my final fit My final bellyache

…

No alarms and no surprises, please (get me out of here)

---- Cleaning Out the Rooms - British Sea Power (The instrumental part seems to have been used / referenced for a background music track. And also the name of that one thought project. as expected, it fits beautifully. Wake up in a new life, down by the seaside. Cleaning out the rooms. She’ll be coming soon.) ----

Where life is good in a way Swept away upon our hearts, in cold coal ceremonial On a rainy day, hang it up Get the vacuum and suck it in Cleaning out the rooms, I'll clean it up Dark cloud, drifting out of view I'll never know, she'll be coming soon, that is all I'll wake up in a new life, ship shape and shoe shine Cleaning out the rooms, I'll clean it up She'll be coming soon Drifting into view, way in the west, white cloud If everybody knew, I never knew, she'll be coming soon I'll wake up in a new life, down by the seaside In a new life, down by the seaside Cleaning out the room, I'll clean it up Dark clouds, she'll be coming soon Down the chimney, out the window, that is all

---- In the Morning of the Magicians - The Flaming Lips (waking up with no memory, but bad vibes) ----

In the morning I awake

And I couldn't remember What is love and what is hate

The calculations error

Oh, what is love and what is hate? And why does it matter? Is to love just a waste? And how can it matter?

Oh...

As the dawn began to break I had to surrender The universe will have its way Too powerful to master

---- Once in a Lifetime - Talking Heads (Huh?? What's happening?? same as it ever was, same as it ever was) ----

And you may ask yourself, "How do I work this?" And you may ask yourself, "Where is that large automobile?" And you may tell yourself, "This is not my beautiful house" And you may tell yourself, "This is not my beautiful wife"

...

Same as it ever was, same as it ever was Same as it ever was, same as it ever was

...

And you may ask yourself, "What is that beautiful house?" And you may ask yourself, "Where does that highway go to?" And you may ask yourself, "Am I right? Am I wrong?" And you may say to yourself, "My God! What have I done?"

---- Don't Change - David Bazan (alcoholism, cycles of wanting to get better, depression, slipping in to old coping mechanisms, plus a little bit in here about dreams. This is a song for if Harry continues partying after the memory wipe, I suppose) ----

He seems nice You met him once or twice But you wonder what he's like When he's sober

Then again You hear he has no friends Just people that he spins To do him favors

When he wakes up in the morning he tells himself Today I'll make a change But falling into his bed at night he thinks Man it was a beautiful day to stay the same

I'm so deep That only in my sleep Do the secrets that I keep Float to the surface

So I hold them down Till they don't make a sound Like they accidentally drowned Except on purpose

And when I wake up in the morning I tell myself Today I'll make a change But falling into my bed at night I think Man it was a beautiful day to stay the same

---- Airbag - Radiohead (born again, back to save the universe) ----

In the next world war In a jackknifed juggernaut I am born again In the neon sign scrolling up and down I am born again

In an interstellar burst I am back to save the universe

In a deep, deep sleep of the innocent I am born again In a fast German car I'm amazed that I survived An airbag saved my life

In an interstellar burst I am back to save the universe

---- A Comet Appears - The Shins (puppeting a man-body around pretending to be a living thing. drinking, depression) ----

One hand on this wily comet Take a drink just to give me some weight Some uber-man I'd make I'm barely a vapor

They shone a chlorine light on A host of individual sins Let's carve my aging face off Fetch us a knife Start with my eyes Down so the lines Form a grimacing smile

Close your eyes to corral a virtue Is this fooling anyone else? Never worked so long and hard To cement a failure

---- The Communists Have the Music - They Might be Giants (Big Communism Builder, but especially Harry's shallow understanding of Communism. Party-boy communist) ----

I got handed an Ayn Rand sandwich Straight from the can, it tasted so bland I asked a lass to pass me a glass Of Engels' Conditions of the Working Class

Right away they dragged me to the committee To explain my un-American activity They're gonna see they made a mistake If they'd only let me play my mixtape

I'm not partial to the martial Or the plutocrats, in their beaver hats And the fascists have the outfits But I don't care for the outfits What I care about is music And the communists have the music

---- Harlem Roulette - The Mountain Goats (Harry thinking about Guillame le Million? Generally: that vibe of secret, maybe supranatural machinations happening just outside your field of view. A kinda lonely, pensive vibe, sprinkled with past drug use, driving...memory) ----

Unknown engines underneath the city Steam pushing up in billows through the grates Frankie Lymon's tracking "Seabreeze" in a studio in Harlem Its 1968. Just a pair of tunes to hammer out. Everybody's off the clock by 10:00. The loneliest people in the whole wide world are the ones you're never going to see again. Feels so free when I hit the avenue. Nothing like a New York summer night. Every dream's a good dream, Even awful dreams are good dreams, If you're doing it right. Remember soaring higher than a cloud. Get pretty sentimental now and then. The loneliest people in the whole wide world are the ones you're never going to see again. And four hours north of Portland, a radio flips on. And some no one from the future remembers that you're gone. Armies massing in the dusky distance. Ghosted in the ribbon microphone. Leave a little mark on something, maybe, Take the secret circuit home. Nothing in the shadows but the shadow hands. Reaching out to sad, young, frightened men. The loneliest people in the whole wide world are the ones you're never going to see again.

---- Suture up Your Future - Queens of the Stone Age (Harry's gonna fix his mess) ----

I'm gon' suture up my future I ain't jaded, I just hate it See, I been down too long It's kinda hard to explain Burned and buried, all I carried

...

Tried explaining unexplained Got caught in the plan All this talking at once I've been giving my love away To the things that tear it apart I'm gonna suture up my future

---- Lampshades on Fire - Modest Mouse (Harry trashing his body / having already trashed his body, just kinda a Harry-vibe song) ----

...

Well, the lampshade's on fire when the lights go out This is what I really call a party now Well, fear makes us really, really run around A-this one's done so where to now? Our eyes light up, we have no shame at all Well, you all know what I'm talking about The room lights up, but we're still dancing around We're having fun, having some fun now

Pack up again, head to the next place Where we'll make the same mistakes Open one up and let it fall to the ground Pile out the door when it all runs out

...

As our feelings are getting hurt Oh, we want you to do the work Our ass looks great inside these jeans Well, we want just our water clean

Well, this is how it's always been And this is how it's going to be So you just move on

---- Seven Nation Army - The White Stripes (Harry "can-opener" du Bois. Talking to the skills, solving things, detecting, generally being a terrifying force of nature / the pale) ----

I'm gonna fight 'em all A seven nation army couldn't hold me back They're gonna rip it off Taking their time right behind my back

And I'm talking to myself at night Because I can't forget Back and forth through my mind Behind a cigarette

And the message coming from my eyes Says, "Leave it alone"

Don't wanna hear about it Every single one's got a story to tell Everyone knows about it From the Queen of England to the Hounds of Hell

And if I catch it coming back my way I'm gonna serve it to you And that ain't what you want to hear But that's what I'll do

And the feeling coming from my bones Says, "Find a home"

---- Body of Years - Mother Mother (Harry's past that follows him, Harry's half-decomposed body that marks the years of abuse it's been through) ----

All the remains of a cadaver of days I keep hidden away, keep them there just in case I wanna visit that place Blow the dust from the bones Off a body of years that I leave all alone Just a body of years

See the skin disappears And the blood turns to stone In a body of years now a pile of bones Like a sheet of veneer Each a piece of my soul It's a body of years that I leave all alone

It's Just a body of years, now a pile of bones You know Old soul who falls down Can't stop trippin' on these Old roads I go down Get back up and get my foot in the door And my face on the page Make my mark in the world With a bat and a blade It's a body of work that you can't ever change Like a body of years that you take to your grave It's just a body of years that I leave all alone It's just a body of years, now a pile of bones Like a sheet of veneer Each a piece of my soul

---- The Cap-m - They Might be Giants (just a Harry vibe song) ----

When I talk you keep looking away from me 'Cause you probably think that I'm high on pot But I'm not, I'm not

Look me over, I'm the Cap'm You say it's such a joke But I don't see you laughing

People seem to think you can't be called the Cap'm Unless you drive a boat Well, I don't I don't

Look me over, I'm the Cap'm Go ahead and mess with me You'll find out what will happ'm

...

Did you say what I think you just said My hat looks good on me? I agree, I agree

Look me over, I'm the Cap'm You act like it's a joke But I don't see you laughing

---- Broke - Modest Mouse (oops! all mistakes. Broke it all. Want to forget it but can't) ----

Broke account, so I broke a sweat I've bought some things that I sort of regret about now Broke my pace and ran out of time Sometimes I'm so full of shit that it should be a crime

Broke a promise 'cause my car broke down Such a classic excuse it should be bronze by now Broke your glasses, but it broke the ice You said that I was an asshole and I paid the price

Broken hearts want broken necks I've done some things that I'd love to forget, but I can't

Broke up, and I'm relieved somehow It's the end of the discussions that just go 'round and 'round And 'round, and 'round, and 'round ... It was like everything was evidence of broken time

You're living on fancy wine You'll drink that turpentine You're starting conversations You don't even know the topic

---- Spent Gladiator 2 - The Mountain Goats (Defiantly alive) ----

Like a spent gladiator, Crawling in the coliseum dust. Who can count on his remaining limbs, All the people he can trust. Like the one who stands behind him, Cheering him on. Ecstatic when he stands defiant, Wild with abandon when he's gone. Just stay alive. Keep your eyes on the pay line. Like a village on the step, About to get collectivized. When the men emerge with rifles from the haystack, Everybody looks surprised. Like the mice in the forgotten grain, Way up on the top shelf. Like someone who's found a small town to escape to, Keeps one eye on his abandoned, former self. Stay in the game. Just try to play through the pain. Like a fighter who's been told its finally time for him to quit. Show up in shining colors, And then stand there and get hit. Like the clock that ticks in Dresden, When the whole town's been destroyed. Like the nagging flash of insight, You're always desperate to avoid. Like the bloody-knuckled gunman, Still stationed at the breach. Like that board game with the sliders, And the children on the beach. Stay alive. Maybe spit some blood at the camera. Just stay alive. Stay forever alive.

---- You Only Live Once - The Strokes (just general Harry, talking about the skills, choices you can make, what kind of cop you can be) ----

Twenty-nine different attributes Only seven that you like, oh-oh Twenty ways to see the world, oh And twenty ways to start a fight, oh

...

And countless odd religions too It doesn't matter which you choose, oh, no One stubborn way to turn your back, oh This I've tried and now refuse, oh

Oh don't, don't, don't get up I can't see the sunshine Oh, I'll be waiting for you, baby 'Cause I'm through Sit me down Shut me up I'll calm down And I'll get along with you

---- Pork and Beans - Weezer (Superstar Cop) ----

They say I need some rogaine to put in my hair Work it out at the gym to fit my underwear Oakley makes the shades to transform a tool You'd hate for the kids to think that you've lost your cool

I'ma do the things that I wanna do I ain't got a thing to prove to you I'll eat my candy with the pork and beans Excuse my manners if I make a scene I ain't gonna wear the clothes that you like I'm fine and dandy with the me inside One look in the mirror and I'm tickled pink I don't give a hoot about what you think

Everyone likes to dance to a happy song With a catchy chorus and beat so they can sing along Timbaland knows the way to reach the top of the charts Maybe if I work with him I can perfect the art

No, I don't care I don't care

---- Freaks - Surf Curse (head filled with skills, The Final Dream) ----

Don't kill me just help me run away From everyone I need a place to stay Where I can cover up my face Don't cry, I am just a freak

I am just a freak(x3)

My head is filled with parasites Black holes cover up my eyes I dream of you almost every night Hopefully I won't wake up this time

I won't wake up this time(x3)

---- The Smallest Church in Sussex - British Sea Power (oh yeah this is mandatory) ----

#disco elysium #harry du bois #harrier du bois #hdb #disco elysium playlist #generally wanted to keep this playlist fun to listen to despite the subject matter to there are still a lot of songs w good beats #communists have the music gets stuck in my head all the time #also sorry to repost this #i forgot to tag anything and if you edit something to add tags it doesn't seem to show up in search

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wint-er · 3 years ago

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My Heart Is A Christmas Tree Farm

"Percy. I love you. But yes we are doing this, if not for the actual tree, do it for the Taylor Swift energy"

They go to a Christmas Tree farm

Day 3 of Christmas prompts

Read on Ao3

“Are you sure we have to do this? It seems kinda cliche...”

“Percy. I love you. But yes we are doing this, if not for the actual tree, do it for the Taylor Swift energy”

Percy sighed, Annabeth had insisted on going to a actual Christmas tree farm, He’d been sceptical about the whole idea but Annabeth had pointed out that there were a few in Manhattan so it wasn’t like they had to travel far to get there and the one Annabeth suggested just happened to be open. So Percy, being the wonderful boyfriend he was, had agreed.

That was his first mistake. His second was letting Annabeth choose the music.

Annabeth, bless her swiftie heart, had instantly put on Christmas Tree Farm, followed by the album Evermore. Why she chose Evermore was a mystery to Percy but Annabeth insisted it fitted the vibe, so he let her have it.

His third and final mistake was turning his back on Annabeth while in the snow.

Percy stepped out of the car and turned away from Annabeth, staring out and the rows of Christmas Trees that lined the field. It had snowed that morning and the blanket of white that had covered the ground was already starting to turn muddy with the footprints of people that had walked over it, despite it not being midday yet. He had just been about to turn around to ask Annabeth where she wanted to start when something cold and wet hit the back of his head. He spun around just in time to see a cackling Annabeth duck behind the car.

“Hey!”

“Yes Percy?” she said innocently. He narrowed his eyes, before sighing, he could get her back later, at home when they could actually stop and have a proper fight.

“We’ll finish this later,” he announced point a warning finger at her, “Just be grateful I don’t want people to see you being destroyed in a snowball fight”

“Uh huh”

“Hey, don’t push it, I will not hesitate to dump a handful of snow down your shirt miss”

Annabeth just hummed and moved over to stand next to him, taking his had she dragged him over to the first row of trees, “we start here and moved down that way,” she gestured down the row towards the other end of the farm, “then loop around and go up the next row,” she pointed to the next row of trees, “the opposite way, we do that for the whole field, and try to remember where we saw the nice trees to go back to!”

Percy raised an eyebrow, “I think you’ve thought this through too thoroughly,” he said putting his hands either side of her temple, “how bout we just see a tree that looks nice and we go look at that one”

“Don’t mess with my system Perseus”

“Oh are we full naming people now Anna Elizabeth Chase?”

She frowned at him like she often did when he used her full name. Percy thought it was funny how she never knew how to react when someone called her “Anna Elizabeth” . Usually it was either Her mother or himself, 2 very different people and it was said in 2 very different ways. Annabeth moved on quickly, clearly choosing not to comment on his use of her name.

“1. Chase is my last name, not part of the rest of my name, and 2. We’re going this way,” she said definitively, already moving down the row of trees, her eyes flicking over them in an analytical way, quickly picking out the imperfections and discarding options faster than Percy thought physically possible.

“Whoa, whoa, whoa, there is no way you’ve already decided whether this tree is ok or not, it looks fine!”

Annabeth looked over at the tree he was standing next to, “It's too wide, it looks off, and there is a hole here” she moved forward and placed her hand in a gap between the pine needles. Percy raised an eyebrow, so she had a point about the hole, but it being too wide seemed a bit over the top.

“Of course how silly of me, the tree is much too wide, it would look completely wrong in our apartment.”

Annabeth narrowed her eyes and turned back to the row in front of her, moving along the row without so much as a glance back. Percy hurried after her,

“What about that one?”

“Too tall”

Percy sighed, Annabeth walked around the field twice, then moved to the next one, and the next, and the next. Still she couldn’t seem to find one she liked.

“Ok, Annabeth, you’re either looking for a tree that doesn’t exist or--”

“That one”

“What?”

“I want that one”

Percy gaped at her, she had spent the last two hours judging trees, finding practically invisible imperfections or irrelevant issues to pick that tree, “ what? ”

“I want that--”

“I know what you said, I just.” He sighed. “We spent all that time looking at perfectly fine trees and you want this one?” Annabeth blinked at him, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

“Of course I want this one! Look at him!”

“Him-- Ok, let me get this straight, you want this tree. This one specifically. The smallest tree in the whole godsdamn place?”

“Yes.”

“Right, you don’t want the nice one over there? You want this tiny, scruffy looking one?”

Annabeth blinked at him, “Well, yeah, who else is going to take him?”

“Not us” he said hopefully.

“Ha! Nice try but no, he’s ours now”

So maybe Annabeth won the tree fight, Percy thought later as he sat on the couch watching Annabeth drape lights and tinsel over the sickly looking branches, but he can confidently say that he won the snowball fight they had in the car park, that left Annabeth lying in a bank of snow glaring up and him. And yes, Percy had made good on his promise to shove a handful of snow down her shirt, something she complained endlessly about as they climbed the stairs to the apartment.

#love finding errors as you go to post :/#percabeth #percabeth oneshot #percabeth fic #pjo fic #hoo fic #don't ask about the timeline idfk when this is set...#christmas prompts #winter writes #fic rec #pjo fic recs #hoo #pjo #riordanverse #riordanverse fics #christmas tree farms #I'm now officially 3 days behind :)

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arctic-comet · 3 years ago

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Osblaine week 2021, Day 2: Lyrics

Over the last several weeks, I have carefully curated a playlist for Osblaine. The final total length of the playlist is 2 hours and 53 minutes.

The playlist can be found HERE

Click "Keep Reading" if you're interested in the introduction, commentary, more graphics and the full tracklist.

For full disclosure, I have to give some of the credit to my amazing fellow Osblaine fangirls @dystopiandramaqueen, @splitscreen and everyone who participated in a certain conversation for the original inspiration and even bringing up some of the songs.

You should look at the playlist in five parts: one section for each season that's aired and one section for the future (because I like to end things on a hopeful note).

The playlist contains a lot of the following:

Music from movie and TV soundtracks

Instrumental music

Remixes

Classics and covers of classics

Country music. I blame Florida. My sincerest apologies.

Some of the songs were chosen because they reminded me of a certain Osblaine scene, and some of them aren't specific to particular scenes but chosen for the general Osblaine vibe. And most of the movie/TV music I chose have been used for couples that remind me of Nick and June.

Part I- Season 1, first 12 songs of the playlist:

Forbidden Love- Abel Korzeniowski, Jasper Randall, The Hollywood Studio Symphony (Romeo & Juliet)

Fireflies- Owl City

Echoes in Rain- Enya

My Ghost- Glass Pear (Bones)

Daring to Hope- Anne Dudley (Poldark)

Everytime We Touch- Cascada

1000 Times- Sara Bareilles

Too Good At Goodbyes- Sam Smith

In Case You Don't Live Forever- Ben Platt

To Find You- Cast of Sing Street, Brenock O’Connor

She- Elvis Costello (Notting Hill)

Miracle- Instrumental- Cö Shu Nie

Hanging By A Moment- Lifehouse

Commentary:

The first instrumental song IMO works as an intro for their entire love story.

The next two songs are more about having the right vibe. It's a little ambiguous and dark because that's how their life is in Gilead.

Leave my door open just a crack

Please take me away from here

'Cause I feel like such an insomniac

Please take me away from here

Why do I tire of counting sheep?

Please take me away from here

When I'm far too tired to fall asleep

***

Wait for the sun

Watching the sky

Black as a crow

Night passes by

Taking the stars

So far away

Everything flows

Here comes another new day

Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah

***

"My Ghost" is June's POV before they sleep together, wondering if she can trust Nick:

Who can you trust, in this place?

And whom can I put my faith?

If you're real, then show me now,

Who you are

The last two songs are for episode 1x10, for both Nick’s reaction to June’s pregnancy and the beginning of her first escape attempt (arranged by Nick).

She may be the face I can't forget The trace of pleasure or regret May be my treasure or the price I have to pay She may be the song that summer sings Maybe the chill that autumn brings Maybe a hundred different things Within the measure of a day

Part II- Season 2, next 10 songs:

Love Will Keep Us Alive- Eagles

So Easy- Phillip Phillips

Incomplete- James Bay

Rewrite the Stars- The Piano Guys (The Greatest Showman)

I’ll Be Your Shelter- Taylor Dayne

Love Never Fails- Brandon Heath

P.S. I Love You- 05:11- John Powell (P.S. I Love You)

It's A Girl- Mychel Danna (The Time Traveler's Wife)

I'll Stand By You- Josh Groban, Helene Fischer

The Miracle of Love- Eurythmics

Commentary:

The first four songs cover June’s escape attempt and the time they share at the Boston Globe.

"Incomplete" is Nick's POV from when she's on the run and he knows she'll be gone from his life soon. He lives in the moment.

I don't wanna look down

I don't want us to break up in the clouds

All I want is to stay us, to stay with you now

"I'll Be Your Shelter" is for when June's mental health is at its lowest point and he goes to Serena to beg for her to get June help.

What you need is a friend to count on

What you got baby you got someone

Who will stay when the rain is fallin'

And won't let it fall on you

P.S. I Love You takes me back to episode 2.09, Nick’s selflessness in the episode and of course the scene where after telling June that Luke loves her, he tells her that he loves her too, despite believing she probably doesn’t feel the same way.

It's A Girl makes me think of the beautiful moment they share during June's false labor when he helps her out of the van and they climb the steps together.

I’ll Stand By You is for 2.10, Nick holding June after she was heartbroken over Hannah and over what the Waterfords did to her and clinging onto him.

Part III- Season 3, next 6 songs:

Extremely Loud And Incredibly Close- Alexandre Desplat (Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close)

All I Ask- Adele

Never Enough- Loren Allred (The Greatest Showman)

I Don’t Wanna Live Forever- Taylor Swift, ZAYN (Fifty Shades Darker)

Love is Gone- SLANDER, Dylan Matthew

Constellations- The Oh Hellos

Commentary:

For obvious reasons, it was extremely difficult to pick songs for this season.

The first (instrumental) song is for the beginning of the season with June coming back to the Waterford house and them then saying goodbye to each other on the street.

All I Ask, Never Enough, I Don't Wanna Live Forever and Love Is Gone are for their night together in June’s room at Lawrence’s (the one we didn’t get to see sigh). They know it's possible it's all they'll ever have, and they'll take it, but it'll never be enough.

I will leave my heart at the door I won't say a word They've all been said before, you know So why don't we just play pretend? Like we're not scared of what's coming next Or scared of having nothing left

Look, don't get me wrong I know there is no tomorrow All I ask is

If this is my last night with you Hold me like I'm more than just a friend Give me a memory I can use Take me by the hand while we do what lovers do It matters how this ends 'Cause what if I never love again?

***

All the shine of a thousand spotlights

All the stars we steal from the night sky

Will never be enough

Never be enough

Towers of gold are still too little

These hands could hold the world but it'll

Never be enough

***

I'm sorry, don't leave me, I want you here with me

I know that your love is gone

I can't breathe, I'm so weak, I know this isn't easy

Don't tell me that your love is gone

That your love is gone

"Constellations" is for their long separation and the doubts that I'm sure plagued them both during it. Would they ever see each other again?

Part IV- S4, next 12 songs:

All of Me- John Legend

(Everything I do) I Do It For You- Bryan Adams

Iris- Natalie Taylor (City of Angels)

She Was Like A Bright Light- Hans Zimmer, Rupert Greyson-Williams (Winter’s Tale)

Noah's Last Letter- Aaron Zigman (The Notebook)

What’s In The Middle- the bird and the bee (Bones)

ivy- Taylor Swift

Footprints in the Sand- Leona Lewis

Remember Me (Lullaby)- Gael Garcia Bernal, Gabriella Flores (Coco)

On The Nature Of Daylight- Max Richter

My Heart Will Go On- Basil Jose (Titanic)

The Story- Sara Ramirez (Grey's Anatomy)

Commentary:

There were sooo many songs I wanted to include in part IV, but I controlled myself and ended up with this particular dozen.

"She Was Like A Bright Light" and "Noah’s Last Letter" are an instrumental double punch to the gut for Nick’s time in Gilead during episodes 4.07-4.09. The first one is meant for when he finds out June made it to Canada, and the 2nd for is for when he starts to gather info on Hannah to give to June.

"What’s in the Middle" and "ivy" are June’s POV of episodes 4.07-4.09.

"What's In The Middle" has more of an angry and confused vibe, and June was definitely both in episodes 7 and 8.

Losing your head is such a common theme

All your brains are falling out, falling out the open seams

Where is the heart, is the heart of the matter

I will empty out my skull of all this useless chatter

On the other hand, "ivy" has this haunted vibe, but there's also reverence and acceptance, which she begins to achieve in episode 9.

Oh, goddamn

My pain fits in the palm of your freezing hand

Taking mine, but it's been promised to another

Oh, I can't

Stop you putting roots in my dreamland

My house of stone, your ivy grows

And now I'm covered in you

The next three songs are of course all for their reunion in 4.09, and I couldn’t resist including the song that was actually played in the scene.

"The Story" draws the season to a close nicely, with June understanding that her current needs are different from what they used to be and that there’s someone who understands her completely (and it’s not Luke).

You see the smile that's on my mouth

It's hiding the words that don't come out

And all of my friends who think that I'm blessed

They don't know my head is a mess

No, they don't know who I really am

And they don't know what I've been through like you do

And I was made for you

Part V- Season 5 and Beyond, the last 6 songs

Secret Love Song- Little Mix, Jason Derulo

Burn With You- Lea Michele

The Bones- Maren Morris

Feels Like Home- Auli'i Carvalho, Keegan DeWitt

Love Will Find A Way- Piano Covers (Lion King II)

Like I'll Never Love You Again- Carrie Underwood

“Secret Love Song” is a more angsty tune about a love that’s still kept a secret like June and Nick’s love (as far as most people are concerned). Now that they’ve already made out in front of the man who raped and abused June and made Nick watch him do that, I want to believe they can let go of the secrecy in S5, at least when it comes to a few people.

I'm living for that day Someday Can I hold you in the street? Why can't I kiss you on the dancefloor? I wish that we could be like that Why can't we it be like that? Cause I'm yours, I'm yours Why can't you hold me in the street? Why can't I kiss you on the dancefloor? I wish that it could be like that Why can't it be like that? Cause I'm yours Why can't I say that I'm in love? I wanna shout it from the rooftops I wish that it could be like that Why can't we be like that? Cause I'm yours Why can't we be like that? Wish we could be like that

***

“Bones” is about a relationship with a strong foundation, which IMO they do have. It will carry them in the future, too. They’re more into each other now than ever before and especially June is coming to terms with how strong that love is. They’ll weather any storm.

When the bones are good, the rest don't matter

Yeah, the paint could peel, the glass could shatter

Let it break 'cause you and I remain the same

When there ain't a crack in the foundation

Baby, I know any storm we're facing

Will blow right over while we stay put

The house don't fall when the bones are good

***

“Feels Like Home” is more hopeful. Their home is with each other and I hope that’s something that will be explored more in the future.

Take me, I'm ready

Go slow but go steady

To a place that we can call our own

I wanna know what feels like home

***

“Like I’ll Never Love You Again” is a good conclusion for the playlist. It’s hopeful and a testament to an epic love.

I wanna love you like the rain on a roof

Stronger than a bottle of a hundred ten proof

I wanna take love to places that love has never been

Yeah, I wanna love you like I'll never love you again

And I'll love you again

Oh, and again

#the handmaid’s tale #nick x june #osblaine #osblaineweek2021

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peach-pops · 4 years ago

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Confessing to their Roommate HC

Request: Can I please request a follow up to your roommate headcanons where Bokuto and Kuroo fall for y/n? Oikawa too if you want even though she seemed more interested in Iwa. Thank you💚💚💚 || Can you write pt 2 for roommate hcs and make it romantic? Thanks!

Author’s Note: Thank you so much for the request! I still decided to write for Oikawa too cause I can’t help it I love him just as much. These two parts aren’t connected but if you haven’t read the “platonic” roommate version, read it here! Also someone asked for NSFW but I changed it to be more SFW! Hope that’s okay!

Warnings: mentions of sexual partners, naked shower interaction, sexual innuendo

Pairing: Kuroo || Oikawa || Bokuto

-Kuroo

Okay, so you know how Oikawa developed feelings for you while living together? Well my boy Kuroo isn’t as slick, this boy willingly moved in with you KNOWING FULL WELL he had feelings

And this boy had been crushing on you for years but has ever admitted it to you because he values what you two have. This doesn’t stop him from leaving little signs that are painfully obvious

It was about to be exactly one year since you two moved in together so Kuroo decided to do something special. You came home from hanging out with your friends to find him setting up a flower arrangement in the kitchen

“ Who are the flowers for?”

“ Oh you know, just a special something for a special someone.”

“ Kenma’s birthday isn’t until October.”

“ What? No these aren’t for Kenma, these are for you!”

Your heart fluttered at the thought because hmmmmmm maybe you had a tiny little crush on your roommate and best friend but ha that was a crazy thought

From that day forward, the ~vibes~ in the apartment were different. Kuroo could feel himself warming up to the idea of telling you his feelings but he was still nervous that you didn’t feel the same way

This didn’t stop him from trying to flirt with you/win you over but you were none the wiser

“ Wow, you look really pretty today.”

“ Aw thanks, you too buddy.”

OUCH

“ I was thinking we could head over to that new restaurant by Kenma’s place. It was named ‘the most romantic dinner date in Japan’.”

“ Really? Sure lets go! I think Kenma and Yaku live over there, we should invite them to come along!”

OUCH OUCH

Don’t get me started on the time where you two were watching a movie in the living room after you had a long day at work. You could barely keep your eyes open but Kuroo hardly seemed to notice

“ Y/N, I’ve been meaning to tell you something. I don’t want you to freak out but I-”

* cue light snoring coming from your side of the couch*

OUCH OUCH OUCH

This went on for a while and one day, Kuroo just couldn’t take it anymore. He had just gotten back from the gym with Bokuto ( his own personal hypeman) so he was fully ready to tell you

You were on the couch with your laptop in your lap when Kuroo came home eager as ever

“ Oh hey, how was the gym-”

“ I love you.”

“ ….. “

“ ……”

“ …. I’ll be in the shower…”

Kuroo headed to the restroom to turn on the shower and left you there on the couch in a state of shock. Like surprised Pikachu but like 10x more if that makes sense

Your mind couldn’t even comprehend the idea like whaaaa????? LOVE??? Like what does that even mean??? Love like a friend? Like a best friend? Love like love love??

Yep you definitely needed clarification because if what he was saying was true, then you needed to confess your feelings to him too

Kuroo took off his gross sweaty ass gym clothes and stepped into the shower. He was relieved that he got it off his chest but goddamn why was it so awkward why didn’t you say anything why-

You pulled the shower curtain back all the way, causing Kuroo to yelp and grab the curtain away from you so he could cover himself

“ WHAT ARE YOU DOING? I’M NAKED!”

“ Nothing I haven’t seen before- look how can you just drop a bomb like that and leave like it’s nothing? You said you loved me and your first thought after was to take a shower?”

“ Y/N, please-”

“ I love you too. I love you Tetsuro, I mean it.”

Kuroo could’ve had a stroke right then and there. His heart swelled as he smiled widely back at you UNTIL you stepped into the shower with all of your clothes on

“ What the hell are you doing you weirdo?”

“ I’m trying to kiss you, you big dork. Or would you rather me wait until after you shower?”

Kuroo moved his wet hair away from his forehead and while one hand was still covering himself with the shower curtain, the other wrapped around your waist and pulled you into his chest and pressed his lips against yours

You kissed the droplets from his lips as the water from the showerhead poured down onto the two of you and for a moment, you two both forgot where you even were

You were the first one to pull away even though Kuroo felt himself lean into you for another kiss

“ Um, is it okay if we continue this after?”

“ What? I thought you didn’t mind getting a little wet? ;)”

“ But my socks are soaked :( “

“.....okay get out”

-Oikawa-

Moving in with you was one of the best ideas of Oikawa’s life cause he thought of how perfect things would be rooming with one of his best friends.

You two had always gotten along and he thought things would be ridiculously easy living with you. He couldn’t have been more wrong

He never really planned on ever falling for you but because you guys lived together, it was a slow build-up of “ oh shit I think I caught feelings for my roommate who lives in the room across from me”

He just finally wakes up one day and when he sees you sleepily making breakfast in the kitchen, his heart feels funny and his hands get clammy which rarely ever happens for Oikawa

Even though you had just woken up, your hair was pointing in every direction, and you were just wearing an oversized shirt, Oikawa’s breath hitched in his throat because he thinks you’re absolutely gorgeous

“ Morning Toru, can you do me a favor and help me with the dishes- why are you looking at me like that?”

“ L-Like what? I’m just looking at you normally!”

“ Oh okay, then come over here and help me.”

For the next couple of days, he watches you more closely than before and goes out of his way to show little acts of affection. Bless Oikawa’s heart this dude risks his own health to clean your room for you even though it resembled Chernobyl

One day as yall are wearing facemasks, he tells you a funny story where he accidentally saw Mattsun’s bare ass during a tournament and you laugh so hard to where you’re clutching your sides gasping for air. It makes his heart go flippy floppy because he loves hearing your laugh and oh no he’s really falling for you now

It eats away at Oikawa for not days, not weeks but MONTHS! He is terrified of you ever finding out that he has feelings for you because you two had been friends since middle school and this would surely ruin your relationship with him

PLUS you two live together! If he admits to you that he has feelings and you don’t feel the same way, it would ruin your living situation and he would surely have to move out

It didn’t help that you shamelessly thirsted flirted over his other best friend Iwa and that only hurt him more

You had your own life and own problems you were going through but even you noticed that Oikawa wasn’t being his usual self

Oikawa wasn’t a slut but he used to have a few fuck buddies but you hadn’t seen any girl come over in months. You were so curious that you even messaged your old friend who was Oikawa’s fuck buddy and she even told you that Oikawa said to her that he’s completely done with all of it and he’s trying to settle down with another girl

This shocks you completely because you were sure Oikawa would’ve said something to you about trying to get serious with a girl.

You couldn’t help but feel jealous, deep down you had feelings for Oikawa so to hear that he was reading for a relationship with a new mystery girl hurt you so much

This prompted you to call up Iwaizumi for advice because he was always fairly neutral like Switzerland

“ I think you’re overreacting. Why does it matter if he’s seeing someone else?”

“ BECAUSE!!!! I don’t know, I thought he trusted me but I guess not....You don’t understand Hajime, he’s been so different lately, something is off about him and I’m worried. Can you please talk to him for me?”

“ I don’t think I should get involved-”

“ OKAY GOTTA GO BYE!” You hung up the phone as Oikawa walked back into the apartment with dinner

“ Who were you on the phone with?”

“ Oh just Hajime. We were talking about um...Switzerland.”

Oikawa just shrugged it off but in the back of his mind, he felt his heart break even more because of course you were talking to Iwaizumi. He didn’t know how much longer he could ignore his feelings for you and he felt like he was a ticking time bomb

You watched from the couch as Oikawa quietly set up the table and you couldn’t help but ask him what was wrong

Oikawa reassured you that everything was fine but you knew better

“ Toru, are you sure? You’ve been acting weird for the past couple of months, you know you can be honest with me.”

Oikawa scoffed, this dude SCOFFED AT YOU and you’re like??? Why you pissy??? Why the sass??

“ Okay, be honest. Do you like Iwa-chan?”

YOU??? LIKING IWAIZUMI???

Okay you lowkey understood where he was coming from but come on, it was incredibly easy to flirt with Iwa because he always gave you NOTHING in return and it was just fun to mess with the dude

You shook your head as you got up from the couch and walked over to where Oikawa was standing in the dining room

“What? No of course not!”

“ Then why do you always flirt with him in front of me? ~ Oh Hajime, my room is always open for you!~ Hajime, this is the ring I would want if you proposed~ Hey, Hajime-”

“ I don’t sound like that and why does it matter if I flirt with Hajime?”

Oikawa doesn’t even think twice, the words flow out so easily from his mouth and he doesn’t have time to cut himself off

“ Because I’m jealous and I have feelings for you.”

You could hear a pin drop in the room that’s how eerily quiet it was. Oikawa kept his intense gaze on you and you were absolutely stunned

“ You have feelings for me?”

Even saying it out loud feels weird but oddly comfortable coming our from your mouth

Oikawa nods after a moment and sighs dramatically,” I’ve liked you for months now but damn it, I think I’m actually in love with you. And I’m sorry, I’m really sorry if this ruins everything. If Iwa-chan makes you happy then go for it. I think you have questionable taste in men but-”

You practically threw yourself at Oikawa and you kissed him so hard to where he bumped the table, causing some of the takeout to spill onto the hardwood floor

My dude doesn’t even hesitate to kiss you back because oh yes, sweet relief he is actually kissing you. His head hurts from bumping against the wall and he’s sure you just stepped in a glob of noodles but you don’t even care because you just needed to shut this fool up and show him how much you care about him

“ Wait, does this mean you like me? And not Iwa-chan?”

“ I just kissed you and you have the audacity to ask if I like Hajime?”

“....You’re right, can we go back to kissing now?”

-Bokuto-

Bokuto my love my boy my rock

He would handle his crush on you way different than Oikawa and Kuroo

When you two moved in together, he didn’t have feelings for you but overtime, he found himself excited to come home to see you and would always look forward to hearing about your day

I don’t even think he would realize his true feelings for you until he took a water break from practice to call Akaashi. They talked about the Black Jackals and their upcoming game and somehow, you were brought up

“ Oh Y/N? She’s great, she’s been working a lot lately and it does get kind of lonely without her around the apartment. I miss her when she’s away and since I’m always at practice, we haven’t been able to spend much time together and it sucks because I care a lot about her. But she said she would come to my games and that’s exciting cause if she comes, I know I’ll play better since she can cheer me on…”

This goes on for some time and Akaashi patiently listens to his senior even though it’s obvious that Bokuto has a crush on you

“ Bokuto-san, I think you have feelings for Y/N.”

“ You think so!? You know, now that you mentioned it…”

Bokuto thought back to all the times you two hung out alone and smiled as he vividly recounted all of the memories you two shared

Now that Akaashi had brought it to his attention, it did make sense why his heart would ever skip a beat whenever he saw you and why his mouth felt dry whenever you called him sweet names

You would think Bokuto would rush to the apartment to confess to you his feelings but just this once, he takes a bit of time to think things over in his head. He realized that deep down, he always had feelings for you ever since the two of you were in high school

He wasn’t sure why it took him so long to realize that he cared about you more than anyone else

Unlike Kuroo and Oikawa, Bokuto was ready to tell you exactly how he felt that night. Even if he wasn’t sure if you would share the same feelings for him

He practically barged back into the apartment but stopped in his tracks when he saw that you were curled up on the couch fast asleep

Your fingers were barely hanging on to your textbook as you snored quietly. Bokuto smiled to himself as he walked over and carefully took the textbook from your hands and bookmarked your page for you before scoping your body up into his strong arms

You tensed up in his arms but once you heard Bokuto’s comforting voice that reassured you it was him, your body relaxed into his touch

“ Ko, you’re finally home,” You yawned as he led you back to your bedroom,” did you have fun at practice?”

“ Mhm, lots of fun. What are you doing up so late? Don’t you have class tomorrow morning?”

“ I do but I wanted to stay up to make sure you got home okay.”

You always had a soft spot for Bokuto, he was your best friend after all but ever since you two had moved in together, you felt something shift in your friendship.

You found yourself going out of your way to stay up at nighttime to make sure Bokuto got home from practice safe and even though it messed up your sleep schedule, you wouldn’t have had it any other way

Bokuto dipped your body into your mattress and moved the covers up to your chest before he sat on the edge of your bed.

Even though you were tired, you could still tell that something was different about Bokuto. He was usually more talkative but as you watched him play with the hem of your blanket quietly, you knew he was deep in thought

Now that you were in front of him, he was nervous to confront you about his feelings. He was terrified that you wouldn’t feel the same way about him and the thought of you not being in his life because of it made him emo to the max

“ Is everything okay Kotaro?” You hardly ever used his first name and even Bokuto was caught off guard

“ Can you promise me something?” Bokuto asked softly as you sat up from your bed and scooted closer to him

“ Of course, what is it?”

“ Don’t be mad at me okay? Promise me you won’t get mad and leave me alone.”

OUCHHHHH MY POOR BABY!

“ Kotaro, I would never be mad and I would never leave you,” You said, a bit wary since you had never seen him this serious before,” what’s wrong? What happened?”

Bokuto bit the inside of his cheek and once he opened his mouth, he couldn’t bring himself to stop talking

“ I feel like an idiot because, after all this time of us being friends and living together, I just realized tonight that I think- I know I have feelings for you. I’m in love with you but I understand if you don’t feel the same way and if you want me to move out I completely understand. The last thing I would ever want is for you to feel uncomfortable in your own apartment.”

Your heart BURST cause your best friend, your roommate, your secret crush was admitting and confessing to you that he loved you

“ You’re not playing a trick on me right? Because I want to tell you that I like you too but if you’re just saying this to be funny than I’m gonna be mad.”

You inhaled sharply as Bokuto squeezed your had that you didn’t even know he was holding before he looked back down at you,” I’m not playing a trick...I can prove it to you if you’ll let me?”

Bokuto took a quick glance at your lips and back up at your eyes to wait for your approval and once you nodded, Bokuto slowly leaned his head down and pressed his soft lips against yours

He smiled against your lips once he felt your body melt into his and he couldn’t help but let out a low chuckle when you pulled him closer to your frame

“ You’re still sweaty from practice,” You finally said as you pulled away for a moment so you could catch your breath

“ Oh my bad, I can go shower right now-”

“ Mmm just five more minutes.”

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dialovers-translations · 4 years ago

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DIABOLIK LOVERS MORE BLOOD Vol.6: Sakamaki Kanato [Track 5+6]

Original title: 罠 & 恐怖

Source: Diabolik Lovers More, Blood Vol. 6: Sakamaki Kanato [CD not owned by me]

Audio: Here & here

Seiyuu: Kaji Yuki

Translator’s note: I have to say, I’m starting to get a little tired of the endless sequences of aggressive blood sucking with very little plot to it. I get that Kanato is an angry lil boi but it feels like the CD isn’t really providing us with much plot. Not to say that the first set of Do-S Kyuuketsu CDs were overflowing with plot and character development, but they still had a different vibe to them. Hopefully we get a little change of pace soon with maybe some feels/angst from Kanato? Show us that he is capable of feeling another emotion other than sheer RAGE, Rejet. xD

Track 1+2 ll Track 3+4 ll Track 5+6 ll Track 7+8 ll Track 9+10

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Track 5: Trap

*Rustle rustle*

“Haah...I knew it. This was a trap, wasn’t it? Fufu...Fufufu...Hahaha...Who is it...Who are you working with? ...Where is this piece of trash, enjoying the show from the sidelines...!?”

*Cling*

“Oi...! Where are you...!? Let us out of here...!! Right now!!”

*Clatter clatter*

“I don’t mind taking this measly worm’s life in return...! Haah...But if I do that, you will be in trouble, no!?

The ferris wheel starts shaking.

*CLATTER CLATTER*

*THUD*

“ー��Ugh! ...What was that just now...? Was that their answer...perhaps?”

*Creaaaak*

“Fuck...The ferris wheel is...tilted to the side!”

Kanato looks over to you.

“Heh. You’re now pinned underneath me, huh? ...Ugh, my body aches. In this position...”

*Rustle rustle*

*Cling*

“...However...It allowed me to move closer to you. The entangled chains became undone by the impact from the blow as well. Like this, I can suck from other parts of your body as well.”

He takes in your scent.

“Haahー ...I can pick up the rich fragrance of blood. Your heart’s beating loudly...Mmh. I can clearly tell now. I suppose this is what they would call ‘a blessing in disguise’? (1) Fufu~ Although for you, I’m sure this is the start of misfortune and despair.”

*Cling cling*

“Now that the ferris wheel is tilted, I have a good view of what’s below us. ...I wonder how this works? It’s almost as if only this cart we’re riding in is slanted, on the brink of falling down.”

*Creaaaak*

“There’s a window underneath you...and I’m riding on top of you. In other words, if the glass were to break, you’d tumble straight down to the ground, no? Fufu...~

Your eyes widen in horror.

“Oh? What’s wrong? Are you scared? ...Even more scared than you are of me? Hmー I don’t like the sound of that.”

*THUD*

“Fufu~ You want to know what I’m doing? Honestly, this is exactly why I can’t stand idiots. You have a pair of eyes for a reason, don’t you? I’m trying to break the glass by hitting it.”

*THUD*

“Fufufu...~”

*THUD*

“Hm~ I guess it’s tempered glass, as to be expected.”

*THUD THUD*

“It won’t break so easily. In that case, I could put in a bit more strength by using both hands to easilyーー”

You beg him to stop.

“Huh? ‘Stop’? But why? Since you seem scared of heights, I was thinking that by breaking the glass, your fear would reach its peak and you might just be able to overcome it~? Fufu...Fufufu...”

*THUD*

“Fufu...I love seeing your face scrunched up in horror like that...Makes me wonder what would happen if I were to hit the glass and shake the cart at the same time...~”

Track 6: Fear

*SHATTER*

“...Hah~? ...Fufu~ It finally shattered a little. However, this glass is quite difficult to break. What a pain...Its stubbornness is on par with yours. Cough, cough...I’m feeling parched again...”

*Cling*

“I’m sure that if I were to slit your throat with one of these shards of glass...and gulp down the fresh blood gushing out, this thirst would settle at least a little, no?”

You shiver.

“Fufu...Fufufu...”

*Rustle*

“And your neck just so happens to be positioned perfectly in front of me. Almost as if your body is begging me for it. Fufu...Fufufu~”

*Sluuuurp*

“Mmh...Hm~”

*Sluuuurp*

“Your blood seems to be calling me. ‘Please drink me more’, that’s what it’s saying. Mmh...”

*Sluuuurp*

“Nn...I can’t hold back...”

You look at Kanato in fear.

“Fufufu...Are you scared? Rest assured. If you were to die, it would affect me negatively as well, so I won’t cut you with this glass shard right now. If I plan to kill you, I should at least show you off a little more first, don’t you think? You feel the same, don’t you?”

*Cling cling*

“Mmh...”

*THUD*

*RATTLE RATTLE*

“Oh come on, don’t make a fuss. You’re such a handfuーー”

*THUD*

“Ah...Aah...The glass cut you a little because you kept on moving around. There’s blood dribbling down...! What a waste...! Mmh...”

Kanato quickly laps up the blood.

*Gulp*

*Sluuuurp*

“Haah...Your blood is spreading through my body...”

*Sluuuurp*

“But...In the end...It just doesn’t satisfy me...Unless I get to drink it after piercing your skin with my fangs...”

He bites you.

*Sluuuurp*

*Gulp gulp gulp*

*Sluuuurp*

*Gulp*

“Haahn...Mmh...”

*Sluuuurp*

*Gulp gulp*

“Mmh...Nnhーー!!”

*Cling cling*

“Haah...!! God...Why...!? What is this...!? I keep on chugging, but it’s never enough...! What is happening...!? I’ve drank so much of your blood, yet...!! ...Hey! Tell me what’s going on!!”

*THUD*

“There’s something off about this...! Mmh...”

*Sluuuurp*

*Gulp gulp*

“Haah...I can’t believe it...This satisfaction...”

*Gulp*

“Usually your blood would take me captive...But now it’s almost as if I keep on slipping from its grip...Even though you’ve got that dreamy look in your eyes, telling me you’re enjoying it thoroughly...Ugh!!”

*THUD*

“Aah...This pisses me off...It’s messed up! Is all of this happening because some other person sucked your blood? ...Or perhaps the drug I was given is to blame? ...It might actually be both. ...Fuck! Aah...It grinds my gears...”

He continues aggressively sucking your blood.

*Sluuuurp*

“Ugh...Mmhph...ーー!”

*Sluuuurp*

“Argh...”

ーー TO BE CONTINUED ーー

Translation notes

(1) In Japanese, the idiom goes 不幸中の幸い or ‘fukō-chū no saiwai’ which literally means ‘a blessing amongst bad luck.’

#diabolik lovers #dialovers #kanato sakamaki #diabolik lovers more blood #diabolik lovers translation #diabolik lovers drama cd #drama cd

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boop-le-snoot · 4 years ago

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PARTY FAVOURS I CHAPTER 9

As promised, two chapters in one day! HBD to this trash rabbit. I just get thirstier with age.

Rating: Explicit.

‼️TW: Reader is EIGHTEEN! Recreational drug use, smoking and alcohol consumption, deeply internalised self-loathing, very questionable moral standards. Daddy kink taken half-seriously. BDSM themes in later chapters - explicit content will come with it's own TWs. FIRST PERSON POV. DRUG USE IN THIS CHAPTER. Just generally an uncomfortable vibe, thread carefully.

Summary: You're Peter's classmate, a child of rich and famous but uncaring parents. Getting paired up for a lengthy project with the boy was an interesting turn of events and you don't know whether to feel blessed or cursed when you develop, seemingly, a perfectly normal, harmless crush on Tony Stark. Fueled by feelings of inadequacy and boredom, your life spirals out of control - and you're lucky your newfound friends are there to pick up the pieces even if you cannot find it in yourself to believe these amazing human (and not so human) beings voluntarily give you more than a fleeting glance and an offhanded thought. And they brought cake!

A/N: Ooh, boy. This is a whole mess. Angst. [insert drugs owl meme]. Steve doesn't pass the vibe check yet again, stupid old man. Bruce + Tony be like: I CAN'T GET NO SLEEP CUZ OF Y'ALL.

My beta, whomst I love more than cake - @miscmarvelwritings . She's so beautiful though. And so smart. Wow.

The strobe lights pulsated to the rhythm of the music, bodies swaying, gyrating to the tune. The club was banging this time of night, people were living it up like there was no tomorrow. For me, in the VIP zone it was quieter, calmer, but no less exciting. The atmosphere here was distinctly different from the one on the main floor.

It was hard to wallow in misery even if it only took me an hour to stop resisting the gratuitous amounts of white powder on the silver platters. "It's better when you're there to watch them, they'll do it anyway but at least you can know that they're getting the good stuff!" My idiot father proudly announced, looking at me snorting a line through a rolled up hundred dollar bill.

Whiskey and vodka wasn't doing it for me. It made me feel low and Dad, being Dad, of course noticed it and immediately called a guy who knew a guy and suddenly all of his friends and their baby-faced companions had white under their noses. Cash flew like autumn leaves.

As I went out to the main dance floor to get a closer look at Billie Eilish in all of her edgy, beautiful self, the drug hit me like an avalanche. No trace of the grogginess or the mortification that had hitched a ride on me from Stark tower. I danced and sang and saw dad smiling at me in approval, his equally high and important friends all wearing identically predatory smirks. They were good at spotting the obvious - beauty, talent, money. I had no qualms about the fact that dad was off bragging about my close relationship with Tony. If my father was feeling particularly bold, he'd be telling them he knew and encouraged it all along, his buddies pretending to believe the white lie in turn.

I had exchanged my pants and sneakers in favour of a skirt and fishnets with high heels combo, a decidedly inappropriate attire for a daughter having a family night with her father but he insisted I dress trendy. I loved my dad, I really did, and I knew he meant well - I'd definitely be out of place amongst these TVscreen worthy people in my jeans and sneakers but...Tony was one of those people, and he had never ever said anything bad about the way I dress. Even when I obviously and purposely put on obscene clothing just to get a rise out of someone.Tony just smiled and played along.

Tony Stark was the heartless asshole here? Really, press? Really, haters?

"Standing there, killing time, can't commit to anything but a crime..." I sang along quietly as I hurried back to the VIP area. My dad was standing up and so were a couple of his buddies. "Where's ya goin'?" I asked, taking a seat.

"Be right back baby girl, if you find better company then go on without us," Dad winked, throwing a totally nasty glance at one of the girls. She was not much older than me but her body was stick thin and bolt-ons and Botox were her two best friends. She gave me a dirty look and I returned it, extending a waiting hand towards my dad. He chuckled, depositing a neatly rolled stack of hundreds into my palm.

"Dad, I want a new purse," I whined, just a tad. Just to see the girl's eyes go wide with acrid envy. Dutifully, another couple of stacks landed in my palm without any objections and the company retreated towards the back door.

I sighed.

Fiddled with the straw of my drink a bit, contemplating my options. I could always ditch this party and go somewhere more active, somewhere with better music and kinder people.

"Ay, baby girl, you wanna party with us?" A tall, handsome man from dad's previous company approached me. "We'll have some fun." He maintained a respectful distance but the intentions were clear.

"Nope," I popped the sound, not even sparing him a glance. A few lines of cocaine stared at me from the table beckoning with a better high, a stronger sense of euphoria, confidence and energy to dance, to sing, to be happy. I picked up one of the discarded banknotes, quickly rolling it by a sheer force of habit and cleaning up the tray. One line.

"Holy shit, is that..."

Two lines.

"The fuck?!" I recognised that voice. I have been hearing it every day in the labs, I've been hearing it in my dreams.

Tony was gaping at me, in front of me.

"Hey, Tony. Fancy seeing you here." Any other time, I'd be cringing at my lame greeting but I was feeling way too good to care about trivial things like being clever or being appropriate.

"I was looking...for you," He slowly said, putting a single finger on the tray with the last line of coke and pulling it out of my reach.

"That's funny," I snorted, hastily wiping at my nose to cover the tracks of my very bad, very immoral, very illegal activities.

"It's not, Princess, it's not funny at all," He frowned. "C'mon, we're leaving." And extended his hand. I decided to follow along - there was nothing for me to do at this club anyway, the music was lame and the people were stuck-up.

"I look like a prostitute, Tony, I'll take the back door," I attempted to pull him towards the aforementioned but he didn't budge, just stared straight ahead and towed me along like he was wearing one of his iron suits under the stylish jeans and tee get-up.

He stopped in front of the exit, giving me a critical once over. Wiped my face, again, brushed my hair back. Gave me his shades - I dutifully put them on, figuring the manic look in my eyes was anything but attractive right now. "Jesus Christ, Princess," He sounded desperate. "You're beautiful, don't you fucking worry."

And we made our exit, arm in arm, me trying not to stumble in my high heels, Tony being my rock, my solid foundation. In other words, I was hanging onto him for dear life trying not to fall over and give a reason for a sneaking paparazzi to make a scandalous headline.

"You're doing great, Princess," Tony helped me into his Tesla, slamming the door behind me and hurrying towards the driver's door. I managed to unclasp and kick off my shoes, curling up comfortably into the passenger's seat.

I watched the man as he started the engine and watched him wrestle with whatever personal demons that tormented him as he peeled off and raced into the Friday night city.

"What in the everlasting fuck..." He started, stopping abruptly mid-sentence. "How did you even get in there?"

"I came with dad. He literally ditched me to fuck some whore, like, twenty minutes before you showed up." I shrugged, eyeing the modified panel of the car. It was very obviously Tony's own design. I wondered if he could introduce me to Elon Musk someday.

"What the fuck? And correct me if I didn't hear you clearly," Tony pinched the bridge of his nose. "Your father took it upon himself to drag you to a club, get you drunk, gave you cocaine and fucked off with some groupies?"

"Yah, that's about it. My dad is all about cocaine and whores, the more the better," I replied, leaning in to take a closer look at the car's panel. "Hey, could, like, introduce me to Elon Musk someday? That would be fuckin' awesome."

Tony went eerily quiet, I saw his knuckles on the steering wheel go white. Vague expletives were muttered under his breath. "I'm guessing you're good on sleep?" He finally asked through gritted teeth.

"Sleep? Don't know her," I laughed. "I wanna dance, Tony."

"Of course you do, Princess." His smile was tired and forced and full of pity. "You know, I don't think I'll be able to sleep now, either," He admitted, taking a sharp left. "How about we get some McDonald's and camp out in my lab?"

"Sure, whatever," Not like I had much choice in the matter. What I really craved was a good, long, hard fuck (by Tony himself preferably) but if science calls... I have no choice but to comply. "Get me two Big Macs," I demanded least he try to joke and get me a Happy Meal or some shit.

He did get me the food without any usual grumbling. I didn't like this Tony. Tired Tony, sad Tony, angry Tony. Wrong Tony.

"Huh?" He said and I realized I'd said the last part out loud.

"I don't like a sad Tony,” I said. "It's the wrong kind. Sassy, snarky and perpetually caffeinated Tony is the best Tony. The only proper kind, in fact." I stated with seriousness, shoes dangling from one hand and my McDonald's in the other. Man, I have been seeing more and more of this god-damned elevator recently.

"You're high as a kite, darling," He chuckled then, a real laugh.

"Who's high?" Bruce's voice came from the kitchen.

In a state of blind panic, I jumped behind Tony. "Not me."

Tony palmed his face.

Steve came over from the fridge, leaving the rummaging to Bucky. He took one look at me and suddenly I felt small, insignificant like an ant. I didn't like it much. "Holy hell, the fuck happened? Tony, explain." The Captain demanded, giving me the world's biggest stink eye.

"It's her piece of shit of a father, dragged her off to some night club and left her hanging with his buddies, fucking off god knows where. It's not her fault so lay the fuck off, Rogers, with your self-righteousness," Tony exploded all over Steve, the pent up frustration rearing it's ugly head.

I mustered enough courage to tiptoe around the dick measuring contest to sit at the counter. My appetite was gone and my burgers were turning colder and soggier with every passing second. Just like my life.

"Hey, Princess," Bruce's gentle voice halted my train of thought. He approached me carefully, ignoring the men behind me in favour of simply wrapping me up in a quiet, comfortable hug. "You feel alright? Want some water?"

"Nu-uh," I mumbled, unwilling to part ways with the warmth of this embrace.

"... Steve, I found her snorting miles of coke all by herself while an some jackass was waiting for her to be even more out of it. It's rare that I say this but I had literally zero words." Tony punctuated his words by tapping his fist against the wall multiple times.

Bruce tightened his hold on me, a sudden influx of strength accompanied by a quiet, low growl in his throat.

I felt the sudden need to clarify the situation. "Tony, chill. It takes me a lot more to be out of it, I'm fucking coherent and I'm talking sensibly. It's not my first rodeo."

Apparently I'd gone and said the wrong thing because all the men in the room were suddenly growling. I even totally forgot about Bucky who had the uncanny ability to exist in a room without making absolutely any sort of noise.

"The fuck do you even mean by that, Princess?" Tony screeched, probably already knowing that answer.

"From one rich kid to another, you should damn well fuckin' know," I spat, unwilling to admit my misery.

He sighed, audibly deflating behind me. I refused to listen to him, refused to be humiliated and exposed like that for my perfectly human desire to be happy. To not be a disappointment, to not be disappointed in everything and everyone. Bruce was nice and kind and warm and selfless but even he couldn't love me the way I wanted to be loved. Cherished, taken care of. All that mushy stuff. I was selfish, so I snuggled in closer to him, muting the world around me, replacing it with the smell and feel of him.

Cocaine made it a whole lot easier to imagine. Maybe that's why it was so addictive.

"Guys, calm down, you're stressing everyone out," Bruce rumbled quietly. I loved the way his deep voice seemed to reverb throughout his chest.

"Get me a cup of coffee, would you, Buckaroo?" Tony sighed again. I heard the sound of him slurping at his coffee. I heard Bucky's metal arm clunk against something equally metallic before the supersoldiers bid everyone good night and walked off.

Only then I removed my face from Bruce enough to take a good look at Tony. He was eyeing me, too.

"We have a caffeinated Tony," I said, softly. "Now we just need some science to have a happy Tony."

He smiled but it came out watery. He wanted to say something but choked on his words. "C'mere," He finally said, turning in his chair and opening his arms.

I unashamedly made grabby hands, the universal gesture for ‘I want, gimme’, and Bruce delightfully deposited me into Tony's waiting arms. It was like my birthday and Christmas came out all at once. Tony's embrace was warm, like Bruce's, but tinted with an unexpected familiarity. He smelled like motor oil and fancy cologne. It was heavenly.

"You keeping tabs on me, huh? Coffee, science and sass? That's your recipe for happiness?" The engineer asked me, a seriousness that didn't match the joking tone of the conversation at all.

"I think I got you figured out. Peter, too, is important for happiness. But in controlled amounts," I said, giving it a careful thought.

Tony chuckled, sounding a little bit shocked. "What about you?" He said after a brief moment of silence passed, interrupted only by Bruce's tea kettle coming to a slow boil.

"I don't think you need me for happiness," I said, meaning it. "But let's be honest, I'm a nice addition."

He stilled under me, briefly. Bruce cleared his throat.

"Brucie needs me, I think. He's lonely," I told Tony with a sudden influx of desire to be completely honest and 100% transparent. "And it makes me happy, because I need Bruce too. He's the best," I finished.

"Is that so?" Tony sounded vaguely tearful so I attempted to pull back to take a good look at his face. He didn't let me though, gently but firmly pressing my face back into his chest. "And me?"

"I do need you, Tones," I admitted without spilling any unnecessary details.

There was a child within me, small and scared and lonely, like Bruce. I hated her, hated being so soft and needy when everybody else obviously (and understandably) was busy with figuring out their own lives. I wished, desperately so, to just boom-boom-whoosh her away like Doctor Strange magicked away unwanted visitors.

Tony said nothing but his hands betrayed him. They shook and they held onto the skimpy see-through fabric of my top like he was a drowning man and I was his only floatie. For the moment, I closed my eyes and let myself believe he needed me, too.

"I'll catch a wink or two, wake me up if you need something," Bruce broke the silence, having finished off his tea. I didn't notice the time pass so quickly, too lost somewhere between here and there and Tony. In short, I was being lovesick all over the billionaire.

"Bwucie," I leaned backwards, pushing until Tony caved and let me rest my back against the counter, elbows on top of it, legs dangling freely on the sides of his legs. It put a lot of me on display. Tony had called me beautiful earlier so none of my usual habits of being appropriate around the man concerned me. He thought I was pretty!

"Princess," Banner came over to wrap me in a hug that was quite awkward, considering the fact I was sitting on Tony. It took some maneuvering to get it right.

"Night night," I said the usual and got a brief kiss on the cheek before Bruce shuffled off, yawning.

Tony was watching us with an unreadable expression. As soon as I turned my head to look at his face instead, something in him changed. His eyes grew big and round, the crease between his eyebrows disappeared. The corners of his mouth tilted up.

On a sudden impulse, I reached over to run my palm gently over the neatly trimmed line of his beard, following from his chin to his jawline, to his soft tousled hair. His eyelashes shook, fluttered, as the engineer leaned into my touch with the grace of a cat. "Kiss him, kiss him" my brain chanted. I knew I was a coward, I wouldn't do that. "Pretty," I said instead, the word coming out in a whisper.

He gulped, audibly. "Princess, you have no idea..." Shaking his head, as if he was surrounded by a swarm of mosquitoes, Tony briefly looked away. "You have no idea what you're doing."

"Nope," I agreed solemnly. "But at least it feels good. It feels right."

"God," He frowned, one of his hands coming to nervously card through his hair. "Nothing about this is right."

My face fell. Just like I thought, Tony wanted exactly nothing to do with a clueless little teenager. It stung and tears pooled in the corners of my eyes where I stubbornly refused to let them escape and make me into a crybaby. "Whatever you say, Tony." I was ready to agree with anything he said, really, if he would just keet holding me like that.

"Don't," He raised a palm. "Don't close yourself off like that."

Now I was genuinely confused. What exactly did he expect from me? I shrugged.

"You're clever, brilliant and beautiful, you can and should do so much better than all of this," He vaguely gestured towards me, towards himself, towards us and the whole damn city.

I contemplated my answer, briefly. "A lot of people tell me what I should and shouldn't be doing. Don't I get a say?" The bitterness had fought its way out and won. "I just want to be happy for a bit. All the usual bullshit."

He looked taken aback, really. Like he hadn't even considered the option. Typical.

Meanwhile, I continued my word vomit. "I want someone to give a damn about what I want and what makes me happier. Until then, I have no other choice but to take care of myself the best way I know how. Like everybody else does," The weight of his arm landed on my waist, pulling me close to his chest yet again. I didn't resist. No fight left in me. The tiredness seeped deep in my bones, chilly.

The sudden change of altitude startled me. The engineer had picked me up and started walking off towards the elevator, directing it to the lab. His personal lab. The tiles felt cold under my feet where he put me down to make his own beeline for the bar. I would've joined if not the drug in my system - the last thing I wanted was to land in a hospital yet again.

I took the moment to browse my social media, untag myself from all the unflattering pictures, post my usual shitpost. A tiny skirt, equally tiny top and fishnets - I felt out of place in his lab although I've worn more outrageous things previously. I was raw, torn open, bleeding my misery all over the room. That was not in my plan, but then again, when did ever life go as you planned it?

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psycho-slytherin · 4 years ago

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Strangers ch. 46

The truth begins to be untold, from multiple perspectives.

Pairing: Idol!Yoongi x Actress!Reader

Word count: 3.2k

Genre: fluff, angst, slow burn, strangers to friends to ??? I honestly don’t know what this counts as anymore

Warnings: Strong language

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You can’t breathe for several seconds. You feel yourself begin to tremble, and Wonho must feel it too, because he places a protective hand on your shoulder. “Y/n?”

For a moment, the club swims before you. No. No. You’re not letting her win, not again. With enormous effort, you summon that numbness once more, letting it settle over you. In a single moment, you adjust your posture and expression, and although your throat feels like it’s about to close up, you don’t allow your voice to change. You’re an actress, after all. “Good to see you’re having fun,” you tell Yoongi cooly, ignoring Seoyeon. The redhead’s eyes narrow at your obvious disinterest. Yoongi’s gaze sweeps between you and Wonho, who’s glistening with sweat from dancing. Wonho’s mesh top is sticking to his defined abs.

“Looks like you are too,” Yoongi replies quietly. His brows knit together and his eyes search yours, almost pleading –

He can’t do this to me. It’s not fair. And you can’t keep your voice steady much longer. You take a long pull of your drink.

“Suga-bear~” Seoyeon whines.

“Hyung!” Out of nowhere, Hoseok breaks through the crowd, looking wildly between you and Yoongi. “Ha… I-I didn’t know you’d be here!” He says through a too-wide smile.

Still looking at you, Yoongi jerks his head toward Seoyeon, who continues clinging to him. You notice Hoseok twitch.

Without breaking eye contact with Yoongi, you reach up and rest your hand on Wonho’s, who’s still holding your shoulder. “Wonho, I’m going to BTS’s private room. Hoseok, is it okay if Wonho comes with?”

“Of course.”

Wonho seems confused, but – bless him – he goes along with you as you turn your back on Seoyeon… and Yoongi.

“So! Tell me about your mixtape, how’s that going?” You hear Hoseok shout over the music as you lead Wonho away. By the time you finally shut the door, closing yourself off from the club, you feel like the night has lasted for far longer than a few songs.

The other members have disappeared, surely out on the dance floor or by the bar. Coats are strewn on the couch and chairs, and you can spot several empty bottles of soju on the counter.

‘Hey… you okay?” Wonho asks, his voice soft.

“Yeah,” you answer too quickly.

“Want to talk about it?”

For a moment, just a moment, you consider telling him everything: about Lisa, missing and possibly dead. About Xiumin, who proved that you really couldn’t trust anyone. About Yoongi, whose betrayal hurt you more than any real boyfriend could. About Seoyeon, how she and her cronies followed you out of the hospital. About that night, the shove, the blood, the walk, the cold. About the photo, and how it ruined your lamppost meetings with Yoongi forever. You could tell him about how you found Seoyeon’s picture on Lisa’s laptop, making you fear the worst.

Or the relentless cyberbullying. Would Wonho understand? You reach up, rubbing your thumb against the Starry Night pendant. Your situation is comically unique – would anyone understand? You’re stronger now, yes, but what does your strength mean if Lisa is gone forever and Yoongi is dating your attacker?

Your phone buzzes. Finally, is it the contract from FYP Entertainment?

@mrsminnie<3: Guys! I made a poll, vote who u think Yoongi is better with- @seoyeonnielovesbts vs @yourname!

@jjksaysfuck: WHY does @yourname still think she’s relevant? Suga BROKE UP WITH HER lollll her career is #deadinthewater

@captainkookie21: @jjksaysfuck kinda like @yourname soon ;) #SUGA belongs to ARMYs! You’ll see ^-^

@streamDIEnamite03: Ok but like,,,, did anyone see that commercial with @WONHO and @yourname??? That was spicy 0_0

“Y/n?”

“Oh, sorry!” You realize you’ve been silent for several seconds too long. “Yeah. I’m fine. I should’ve known this would happen eventually, just…” You tuck your phone away. Not so soon.

“Dunno what he thinks he’s doing, showing up like this after that PR fiasco,” Wonho says, eyeing the door as though Yoongi is right behind it. “I mean, it looks like the girl wanted to come, Yoongi’s never been one for clubs. But seriously, dating a fan? You’d think he’d know better.”

You freeze. “Right.” You forgot that to the public, you and Yoongi met on the set of Possible. You forgot that you were never an ARMY – Yoongi wouldn’t date a fan.

“She gives me weird vibes, I dunno. Are you sure you’re okay?”

You nod. “I just want a few minutes without having to worry.” You’re both still standing awkwardly by the door, and you nod at the couch. “Wanna sit down? We can go back to the dance floor once we’ve caught our breath.”

“Sure. Hey, I never mentioned it earlier and I hope you don’t take this the wrong way, but that outfit looks really great on you.”

You laugh. Maybe the night doesn’t have to be a waste after all.

~~~

“Suga-bear~” Seoyeon coos. “Buy me a drink?” “Get your own,” Yoongi growls, tugging his arm out of her grasp. He forgot the group had a VIP room at Club Xyon; what were they doing in it?

Spread around the dancefloor, he sees Jungkook and Jimin having one of their famous dance battles; Taehyung is dancing in the front, vibing with the smitten DJ. Jin and Namjoon are sitting in a booth, surrounded by gorgeous idols.

And Hoseok is with him. Y/n and Wonho are alone.

Seoyeon is still whining. “But Suga, I want you to get it for me!”

Ugh. “Fine, what do you want?”

“Anything. Make it strong.”

Yoongi locks eyes with Hoseok, making sure he knows to keep an eye on Seoyeon, before heading to the bar.

“Suga!” The pretty mixologist grins broadly at his approach. “I’m a big fan! What can I get for you?”

Yoongi nods. “Thanks. Can I get some sparkling water with vodka on the rim and – I don’t know, something strong? Whatever you want to make, but with an extra shot.”

She nods, and sets about making the drinks. As he’s waiting, Yoongi’s phone buzzes with a text:

D-man: eyo Gloss [11:13]

D-man: got some shit for u [11:14]

Yoongi: Please tell me it’s good [11:14]

D-man: u don’t pay me for good u pay me for results [11:15]

D-man: anyway idk about good, but it’s something? [11:15]

D-man: seems weird tho [11:16]

Yoongi: What do you mean? [11:17]

D-man: hang on there’s more [11:17]

D-man: lemme call u soon [11:17]

Yoongi: ???? [11:18]

“Here are your drinks – oh, no charge!” The mixologist says with a wink. “I’m never taking a cent from BTS.”

Yoongi laughs, shoving his phone into his pocket. “Call it a tip, then. I insist.”

Hoseok’s smile is strained as Seoyeon dotes on him. Yoongi wishes he could laugh at his discomfort, but Hoseok is the only one besides him and Y/n that actually knows what the girl is capable of.

“Here.” He hands Seoyeon the drink and sips from his own sparkling water. He refuses to lose his inhibitions around her.

Wonho and Y/n are alone. What if he hurts her?

Seoyeon takes a big swig. She was already drinking in the car on the way to the club, and Yoongi doesn’t understand why, with so much at stake, she can have fun.

She hurt Y/n. She has Lisa. She hurt Y/n. She has Lisa. She hurt Y/n.

What he can’t understand is why Detective Kang and the rest of the police department aren’t investigating Seoyeon. Y/n did turn Lisa’s laptop over, right? Seoyeon’s photo was there, open on her desktop. Maybe they knew each other for unrelated reasons? But D would have told him.

Argh. This night wasn’t supposed to be such a mess. And what is Y/n doing?

~~~

“You’re kidding!” You snort into your glass of soju, almost spilling the drink down your front. “He said that?”

“Oh yeah. So I was like, dude, I’m not gonna fight you. Right? He was a head shorter than me. He didn’t like that, so he started swinging, but he ended up hitting my buddy–”

Already buzzed and determined to forget about Yoongi, you laugh harder than you need to. “That’s crazy.”

Your phone buzzes once, twice, three times. Argh. You glance at Wonho, hoping he didn’t notice the notification, but…

“Go ahead and take it,” Wonho says, ruffling his hair. “You’re hoping it’s the contract, right?”

“Ah – yeah, sorry.” You scroll through your notifications, past more hate messages. There’ve been fewer lately. You suppose you’re becoming old news. Still, some accounts have been more persistent. A text notification catches your eye:

Hi, L/n Y/n. I’m messaging you on behalf of Mr. Park of FYP entertainment. We expect a response to the contract offer by 5:00pm Tuesday.

“What?”

Wonho looks up from his screen. “What’s up?”

“This…” you furrow your brow. “This says I’ve already received the contract. But I’m certain I haven’t!” You reload your email inbox desperately, but nothing changes. Wonho leans closer, until you can feel the heat radiating off his body. “Check your trash folder?” he suggests.

“But I haven’t deleted anything!”

“Just check.”

You sigh and click to view your recently deleted emails. There, staring at you, is an email with the subject line L/n Y/n FYP Ent. Contract of Employment 20xx.

“Oh my gosh, there it is!” You squeal, quickly moving it back to your inbox before tossing your phone aside and throwing your arms around Wonho. “Thank you so much!”

Wonho is quick to hug you back, laughing. “Of course. Glad I could help solve the mystery.”

As you gaze at Wonho, you’re filled with elation. Wonho’s easy. Unproblematic. Kind. “Wanna go back and dance?”

“Your wish, my command,” he replies with a wink. As you stand from the couch, Wonho steals a last glance at his phone- and does a double take. “Yo, what?”

“Wassup?”

“Ah, nothing. Just some stupid gossip about, er, Yoongi’s new girlfriend.”

Something burns in your throat. “Anything interesting?”

“Nah. Some people are saying that ‘cause her dad’s a cop, Yoongi must’ve committed a crime and her dad is letting him off if he dates Seoyeon.” Wonho chuckles. “The things people invent when they’ve got too much time on their hands.”

“What do you mean, her dad is a cop?”

He shrugs. “Detective, I guess. Same difference, and somehow I doubt Yoongi’s a felon. So! Are we gonna go dance?”

Kang Seoyeon.

“Yeah,” you reply, suddenly breathless. “Let’s dance.”

~~~

“I love this song!” Seoyeon squeals, waving her arms in the air. Yoongi, sipping his sparkling water, is doing his best to ignore her, while Hoseok is amusing himself with Seoyeon’s antics.

Yoongi wishes he could relax and enjoy himself, but with Y/n’s would-be killer and most certainly Lisa’s kidnapper now throwing it back to HyunA, and with D having something for him, Yoongi can’t do anything but stare around tensely. Suddenly, he notices Y/n and Wonho rejoining everyone on the dance floor. They’re laughing shoulder-to-shoulder. He feels a bolt of jealousy strike him like lightning, so fierce that he can barely breathe.

“Suga bear!” Seoyeon shouts, slurring her words slightly. She’s already finished her drink and is halfway through another. “You love me, right?”

Fucking hell. “No,” Yoongi replies, his voice flat. Behind Seoyeon, Yoongi can see Hoseok slap a hand to his mouth to stifle his laughter.

Seoyeon’s eyes fill with tears. “B-but you have to love me! I worked so hard, Suga! I did it all for you! You have to love me!”

Worked so hard? She had stalked him, tried to kill Y/n, and kidnapped Lisa. “Did all what for me?” Yoongi snarls. “You little –”

Bzzt. Bzzt. D is calling him.

Yoongi stares from his phone to Seoyeon to Y/n and Wonho across the dance floor. Shit. “Hoseok, keep an eye on her, okay?”

Hoseok salutes dramatically. “Yessir!”

With that, Yoongi snakes away from the crowd, eventually finding a less populated corner that gives him a perfect view of Y/n and Wonho having a great time. Wait… is it his imagination, or does Y/n look-

“Gloss! Yo, my guy!”

Yoongi tapped his foot impatiently. “C’mon, what’ve you got?”

“Jeez, gimme a sec! Okay, so. Remember how that photo of you and Y/n was going around?”

“Yeah.”

“Right, so it came from, like, one of the red-haired chick’s backup accounts.”

“D, you fuckin’ told me this shit already, man.”

“I’m getting there! Stardom’s making you annoying, come back to Daegu.”

Yoongi snorts. “Keep talking.”

“So, you asked if Lisa had any side socials that weren’t under her name, right?”

“Uh-huh…”

“Well, I did a bit of digging – I charge extra for all the thirst tweets I had to look at, by the way – and I found that the fan account Seoyeon posted on has a very interesting username… one that corresponds pretty damn well to one her mutuals.” D took a deep breath. “Seoyeon’s account was called ‘@capkookies_btsbff’, and her mutual’s account is @captainkookie21. Remember how she kept talking about someone named Cap? Sooo I looked at that account, poking around, yknow? First thing: This was a total BTS fan account till, like, a few months ago. But after that? Gloss, this is some of the worst hate I’ve seen in a hot sec.”

“Whaddya mean, hate?”

“Hate towards your girl, bro! All sorts of bullshit, creepy stuff. Now, the IP address – which I took the liberty of finding, you’re welcome – tells me they’re in Seoul. The more interesting thing is that the address changed, and only a little over a month ago.”

“How can that change? I thought IPs were tied to devices.”

“They totally are! But socials aren’t. So this person was using one device, up until a month ago, and then switched.”

“They got a new phone?”

“Maybe. Or maybe they were trying to hide their location and were forced to use a new device.”

Yoongi’s forehead wrinkled. “Wha…”

He could hear D sigh over the phone. “Dude! Don’t you get it? Before they switched devices, this account was linked to Lisa’s phone!”

Yoongi’s jaw goes slack. That night at Seoyeon’s house… “Cap said you’d come to me. We’re meant to be.”

~~~

“W-Where’s Suuuu-ga?” Seoyeon whines, clutching at Hoseok’s arm. She finished the rest of her glass and is now clearly well on her way to drunk.

“He’ll be back soon,” Hoseok replies, trying to blend his movement in with the heavy bass so that he and Seoyeon don’t stand out too much.

“All I did was love him,” Seoyeon says now, her eyes wide and doe-like.

Hoseok makes a face. “You stalked him.”

Shaking her head vehemently, Seoyeon takes another pull of her drink. “Nuh-uh. I never did.”

Hoseok purses his lips. She’s clearly willing to let slip information, but he doesn’t want to take advantage of her vulnerability. “You followed him to that hospital, and that lamppost. That’s called stalking.”

“Nooooooo I di-hic-didn’t,” Seoyeon warbles, swaying. Hoseok catches her and props her up, brows knit. Is she okay? Of course, Hoseok was the last to claim a title for holding one’s liquor, but Seoyeon seems insistent on getting wasted.

“I was just –” Seoyeon hiccups and giggles to herself. “Captain’s orders!”

“Orders?”

“Oops!” Seoyeon claps a hand over her mouth, stumbling backwards and bumping into an actress Heoseok recognizes from his favorite drama. “Nothingggg.”

This could be interesting. Hoseok plucks the glass from her hand, holding it away as she reaches for it. “Ah-ah-ah. I’ll give it back once you tell me what you meant.”

Seoyeon laughs, the sound going from a cute drunk giggle to something more intense, more concerning. “C-caaan’t~ Cap said I had to keep quiet.”

“Just tell me why you said you weren’t stalking Yoongi. You were following him, right? How else could you have found him at the hospital? And that lamppost?”

Seyeon sticks her tongue out. “Not telling!”

Is this really the same girl who shoved Y/n into a river and kidnapped Lisa under everyone’s noses?

Hoseok pauses and thinks. “Yoongi hasn’t kissed you, has he?”

Almost immediately, Seoyeon’s eyes well up with tears once more. “No! He never even touches me!”

“You know, I bet if you told me everything, he’d be really grateful.” Hoseok leans forward conspiratorially, barely able to hear himself over the music and shouts on the dance floor. “I’m sure he’d love you then.”

Seoyeon lets out a squeal that sounds practically inhuman. “Really?”

“Mhm.” Hoseok swallows down his guilt with the reassurance that he’s doing this for Y/n and Yoongi’s sakes. “So what were you doing at the hospital?”

Seoyeon stops and thinks hard, her face serious for the first time all night. “You really think he’ll love me? He won’t be mad?”

“Of course.”

Suddenly, Seoyeon shoots forward and snatches her glass away from Hoseok, downing the rest of the drink before he can blink. “I just wanted to be with him,” she says, wiping a droplet from her lips. “But I wasn’t following him. Cap said that she was at the hospital.” Seoyeon’s eyes turn dark, furious, the change so severe that Hoseok flinches. “Cap said she wanted to take Suga away from me. So I waited outside the hospital with my friends. Suga doesn’t belong to her!” Placing her glass on a nearby table, Seoyeon tugs at Hoseok’s sleeve desperately. “He belongs to me! To us, to ARMYs!”

Goosebumps erupt along Hoseok’s arms. Fans like this have always terrified him. To claim ownership of a person just because they were an idol… “And the lamppost? You didn’t follow Y/n, did you?”

Seoyeon blinks heavily. “I didn’t seeeee her after she fell into the river. Cap just told me where to go, and when I saw them hugging, I wanted to kill Y/n.” She smiles sweetly as though her words were nothing but innocent.

Hoseok can feel his stomach roil. “Why did you do all this?”

“Duh!” Seoyeon sweeps her arm around, gesturing at the club. “Cap’s friends with BTS! I was promised that Cap could set me up with Suga. And – hic – it worked.”

“We’re not friends. What?” Is this person someone the group knows? But Hoseok can’t think of many people the members of Bangtan are all friends with, except Y/n. No, surely…? She wouldn’t do that to herself.

It’s getting her a lot of publicity, a tiny voice in Hoseok’s head reminds him.

“W-What do you mean?” Seoyeon asks, a pout forming on her lips. “‘Course you are. After all, she has a video of Jimin saying her name.”

Hoseok’s heart is hammering in his chest. Y/n does love to tease Jimin. “At a fansign?” It would make sense, at least.

“Noooo~” Seoyeon says in a slurred singsong voice. “In your apartment.” She giggles, covering her mouth. “I recognized it from your lives!”

Hoseok’s own mouth goes dry. Had Y/n been manipulating his friend this whole time? “Oh.”

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blueluneacy · 4 years ago

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Familiar Shore

Hey, so this is a commission for the lovey @lliminall! Thank you so much for commissioning me, it means a lot! This is a continuation of Black Ocean, so go check that out if you haven’t! It’s Bruno bucciarati x reader timeeee

Word Count: 2.8k Warnings: kidnapping, suicide, transformations, just general angst and comfort vibes

The ocean no longer had any color. It was like the moment you woke up on this terrible island, most everything lost color, the strange world you now found yourself in feeling small compared to the extent of the Labyrinth you once knew. You tended to sit by the ocean nowadays, watching the fish that swam up to the shores to see the strange being that liked to sit and watch them. When Bruno first dropped you in his little lair, some minor beasts that inhabited the ocean and the island, but it seemed that in the days that Bruno was gone, he quickly straightened them out. This place was strange in the sense that everyone seemed a lot more docile. You supposed that most people would have considered that ocean uncrossable and that the local wildlife wasn’t used to humans like yourself, leaving to strange circumstances, like finding that the many tailed foxes seemed to like your company, or that after giving some of the gray birds some of your dinner, they perched near you and cawed at the beasts that came towards you.

Of course, that’s not to say things were sunshine and roses. For example, Bruno was actually terrible. A few times you had tried to pull together a raft and get back to shore, only from Bruno to simply tear it apart and carry you back to your little island. A paradise, he called it. Yeah, what a paradise. And you had gone to Jurassic measures. You remembered waking up in that cave after doing something terrible, stepping out to find Bruno sobbing over your lifeless body. You actually felt bad enough to sigh, only for Bruno’s new keen ears to pick up on it and lunge back to you, thanking whatever Gods there were looking out for the two of you that they set your spawn to here, that you would be with him, that he wouldn’t lose you. You cursed those same gods.

But for now, Bruno seemed to leave you alone. Whether it was because he understood that you needed space and time to process this, or just because he was busy with who knows what, you weren’t sure. Maybe he needed a steady supply of torture to sustain him. It would make sense, the way beasts seem to just thrive on destroying any human being that they came into contact with. But, there was also another problem, one that plagued you. It had to be a lie, right? Bruno couldn’t have possibly actually… Turned into a beast, right? No, he had to be one beforehand. There’s no way that a human being could turn into a beast, and even so… Why would he? Bruno was kind and caring… Unless he wasn’t. Until he was completely deranged, dragging you under the depths until you passed out. You didn’t like to think about it, didn’t like to think about those eyes. You just closed your eyes, telling yourself in just another minute, you’d walk the fifty feet back to the cave you had now found as your home, finding the stone becoming increasingly more smooth, the terrible thing that was keeping here making it more homey day by day. What started off as a simple cave with furs on the ground now had furniture, actual walls, even a bed. You still preferred to sleep on the floor if it meant it kept Bruno from holding you. It didn’t.

After a few moments and a lot of convincing yourself to get up, solely just to eat and get some rest as you plotted your way out of this mess, you made your way over to the cave only to stop when you heard voices. One of them you recognized, Bruno, but there was someone actually responding to him. You swallowed, unable to help yourself from hiding at the edge of the cave to listen in to what they were saying.

“I just don’t know if I can make it work, is all. I mean, you’ve seen them. They’re horrified of… This.” Bruno spoke out, leaving the other beast just to scoff.

“They’re horrified that you’re no longer human. Something that you can’t change. Do you honestly believe that you can make them separate this idea of who you once were versus who you are now?” The other beast, for what other creature would be able to speak out with such calm in front of Bruno in the state that he was in now, replied, sounding simply skeptical.

“But you don’t understand, it’s not like I’ve changed. I’m still the same person, I just-”

“Happened to have turned into an eldritch horror beyond basic human comprehension now trapped in a liminal space shaped like a labyrinth. Good pitch.” He sounded so curt, leaving Bruno just to huff.

“I don’t know why I even bothered to ask you.”

“Because you knew I would be honest with you. It would be easiest if you just gave up on the human, Buccellati. Humans are odd, fragile, and emotional. You could easily find a nice beast girl to settle down if you really wanted.” He replied, leaving you just to… ponder. You never really thought of beasts actually speaking to each other, much less loving each other.

“You act as though we’re not humans.” Bruno replied sharply, leaving the other beast to sigh.

“You’re not. We’re not. Sure, maybe at one time, but there’s no way back. Who knows, maybe you and Dio can laugh over this one day.”

“He’s on the other side of the Labyrinth. Speaking of which, how are there other Beasts in this territory? I thought it was supposed to be mine.”

“Oh, only stronger beasts deal with things like territory. Pathetic ones like me, we don’t have that luxury. It’s easier to say you’re with the biggest guy in the room than to try and stake out your own claim in the world. Plenty of territories are filled with beasts that simply stick around for protection or just because they feel like it. I’m surprised you don’t have a line out the door with Beasts asking for your blessing to move in, this is prime real estate.”

“They’re too dangerous for my beloved to be around. I’m particular about the things that might feel too comfortable to try and hurt them.”

“If you’re choosey, then you really made a bad choice in letting me stay.”

“You don’t like humans. I figured you didn’t have the spine to break theirs.” You gasped at that, Bruno’s fine tuned ears finally picking up on your listening in to their conversation and standing up.

“Cara, you can come in. It’s rude to listen in.” He called out to you, leaving you to swallow as you stepped out into the low candlelight of the cave, making your way inside. You just stared at the ground, not wanting to respond for fear of… You weren’t really sure. Bruno didn’t tend to get mad at you, but you didn’t know anything about this other beast. When you caught a glimpse of him, you were a bit skeptical. While Bruno tended to hide his more… Er, Inhuman qualities, this other beast had no qualms about being comfortable. You saw how his silvery hair fell over his shoulders, his painted lips barely concealing rows of sharp teeth and neatly done nails actually claws.

“Tesoro, this is Leone Abbacchio. He’ll be staying near the Shore, so you may see him often.” Bruno told you, leaving you just to roll your eyes.

“Oh boy, another terrifying monster I get to live near! I’ll make sure to bake cookies for the house party.” You replied, leaving Bruno’s face just to set into a grimace while Abbacchio just smiled and rolled his eyes.

“I have no interest in humans, and much less one this scrappy.” He replied, standing up. It took a moment for his insult to click, but once it did, you were ready to fucking fight. Would you lose? Probably. But your honor. But, before you could get a word out, Abbacchio just brushed himself off of bits of sand that seemed to stick at his body, and turned to Bruno.

“I’ll let you two have your lovers quarrel in peace.” And with that, Abbacchio quickly was out of there, leaving you alone with Bruno, who just shook his head as he sat down, motioning for you to sit with him. You did not obey.

“Don’t just stand there, tesoro. Perhaps we should talk. I hate the idea that there’s something wrong with our relationship.” Bruno told you, leaving you just to scoff as you crossed your arms.

“It’s fundamentally wrong, because it’s based on a lie. Me being here isn’t because of love! It’s because of… Because you… I’m your prisoner, Bruno!” You didn’t know why tears were welling up in your eyes, why the pain hit your heart as you spoke the truth, but it did. Your dreams of escaping with Bruno to the outside world, outside of this hell, were crushed entirely. Everything was just a wreck, Bruno had lost it, and beyond it all, he still gave you a pang in your heart. Bruno just shook his head, standing up and you released how much taller than you he was. Was he always this much taller than you? Still, it didn’t matter, you didn’t have the chance to step away before Bruno wrapped his arms around you, holding you tight. It was possessive, but his hand came behind your head, pressing your face into his chest. You gasped as you released he still smelled the same as before, of coastal air and cypress.

“I… I don’t care about that, (Y/n). I can’t lose you, not like everyone else. Please, just stay with me. If I lose you, I know… I know I’ll become like the rest of them. Please, I really do love you. Don’t you love me back?” Bruno’s voice was shaking, as if he were about to cry. You had the instinct to try and comfort him, holding yourself back the best you could.

“I… I don’t know anymore. It feels like… I’m haunted by you at this point. This person you once were and the… Thing you are now.” You replied, leaving Bruno just to sigh and let you go.

“I… But I haven’t changed. I haven’t hurt a single human. If anything, I’m safest out here. No one could possibly come out here, it’ll just be you and me. We can make the life you spoke about here, we can get married and have a family-”

“Bruno, no! We can never have that! You know that! Deep down in your heart, you know that just as well as I do, that this will never work! Even before... “ You looked away, hoping to find some sense of reality in a pace that seems to lack it. God, this was terrible. “We were just chasing after affection, weren’t we? Did we really love each other, or were we just so lonely that we didn’t know what to do and threw ourselves at the idea of human contact?” You replied, leaving Bruno to sigh.

“(Y/n), do you remember how you entered into the Labyrinth?”

“I…. What?” That was out of nowhere. You wondered if maybe he was trying to change the subject, but nonetheless, you shrugged and decided to answer.

“I don’t remember. I was walking through the woods one day, and it was like I got lost… Well, lost forever. I don’t really… Know what I did to deserve all of this.” You replied, leaving Bruno to sigh.

“Is there something back in your old life so pressing that you have to return to it? Is the world outside better than something we could build?” Bruno asked. You wanted to argue so bad, but he was right in a way. There really was nothing that you had going for you back at home. You would go back to work, live your boring, mundane life, but…

“You’re holding me hostage here, Bruno.”

“I’m protecting you. (Y/n), there’s no way out of the Labyrinth unless you have someone from the outside to pull you out. There’s no exit. That is the main secret of the Labyrinth.” He told you, his voice serious, and you knew he was telling the truth.

“I-I… T-Then, what were we searching for all that time?! Why were we… What kind of torture is all this?!” You replied, shaking a bit. You didn’t notice the way your hands were starting to fade and distort, but you didn’t care. “What kind of being would create such a terrible place?!”

“I… I don’t know, tesoro. I really don’t know. But… If there’s no one outside looking for you, you have to understand. Travelling back to the main portion of the Labyrinth is…” He didn’t have to say it. It was a death sentence, a world of torture waiting to happen. You just collapsed, feeling yourself collapse into a pile as you sobbed, trying to find some way, some reason for your entire existence here. You wanted to believe this was a lie, you really did, but something about Bruno’s tone.... How did he even learn this? Did that other beast tell him? Maybe it was just a lie that that beasts told, and Abbacchio knew that Bruno would try to be a sap with you. Torture by proxy. But still… Bruno’s hand hit your back, rubbing it gently as he sat down next to you.

“I… I know. Apparently… Every Beast that is in the Labyrinth was once a human being. One that was never saved.” He told you, leaving you just to go silent. You looked at your hands, the twisting of your own flesh and the accenting of claws that you had been telling yourself was just your nails growing jagged from lack of care. You turned to Bruno, lip quivering.

“I’m just haunted by the ghost of the person I thought I loved, and I don’t know if that person truly is you, or if he was killed in the fire.” You whispered, almost hoping that Bruno wouldn’t hear it. He just pulled you closer, wiping away your tears.

“I… I honestly don’t know. I feel like I am the same person, but who knows. I don’t know what has changed about me, and what hasn’t. All I know is… (Y/n), you keep me whole. You keep me… Good. I can’t explain it. I know you loved that person before, but… Could you ever be able to love me too?” He asked, leaving you just to look at the ground.

“I… I think so. I…” Your eyes just welled up with tears again as you grabbed onto Bruno, sobbing. You mourned for him, for yourself, for the hell that dozens were put through.

“What’s going to happen to me, Bru? Am I going to become a monster?” You asked, leaving the man to just pet your hair, hushing you.

“No matter what you become, you’re still going to be mia cara. And I’ll always love you, no matter what. I promise.” He told you. You looked up, letting your hand run along his cheek as you pressed your lips against his for the first time in forever. And he wasn’t warm the way he once was, but the kiss was still real, and his lips were still soft. When he pulled away, Bruno just held you in his arms, the two of you sharing a soft moment as you both tried to process the new reality that had come upon you. This was now the world you lived in, a world of Beasts and humans who would someday become beasts. If there were gods, they were only malevolent.

“I… I really do love you, (Y/n). I want a life with you. Even if it has to be in this hell, I really do mean what I meant. I think we could create a paradise here. A place just for us, forever.” He told you, and in your week state, you just nodded, letting Bruno hold you as you closed your eyes.

“I… I love you too. I’ve always loved you.” You told him, feeling your eyes get heavy as you cuddled up with Bruno. You looked into his eyes again, seeing that blue you had fallen in love with in the beginning, the Fisherman’s son who was determined to get home, with that serious look on his face, but full of hope. His eyes still had hope, though. For some reason, that seemed to comfort you, seemed to make you feel like things… Might be okay. Maybe not now, but someday.

For the last time that night, you dreamed of that idyllic life you once wanted with Bruno, in the old world on the ocean, a family and kids and peace. When you awakened in the arms of the beast, you were finally ready to throw it away.

#bruno bucciarati x reader #bruno bucciarati/reader #writing #My writing #mine #sfw #yandere x reader #yandere/reader #jjba imagines #jjba x reader #jjba/reader #commission #labyrinth au

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needs-to-stop-looking-at-yigas · 4 years ago

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HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT CAN WE PLEASE GET A CONTINUATION OF YOUR LAST WRITING WITH SOOGA AND THE CHASTITY BELT???? IT WAS SO GOOD HOLY FUCK!!!!!!!!

thank you! You’re pretty much the only one keeping this account alive XD no one else asks for shit. Let’s go.

“Someone’s moving a LITTLE fast, aren’t they?”

Sooga realized just how quick he had been walking back to their base. He had just been publicly humiliated in front of the clan, as well as the king himself. And now, he was quite eager to go home, motivated by the promise of getting this damn thing off. He recalled the nights he had spent trying to get the damn thing off of him, even for just a moment of a relief. It wasn’t uncomfortable, having it on, but it was hell, not being able to get hard. Sooga slowed his walking, trying not to seem too eager. He wasn’t a greedy boy, he was NOT a greedy boy.

“Apologies. It’s just the meeting went on a little...long.”

“Right right, very hard for you, wasn’t it Sooga?”

“Not...hard at all.”

Kohga just hovered right beside him, a knowing smirk at his lips. He was making Sooga wait even longer. Even when they finally got to Kohga’s room door, he still procrastinated, being stopped by a blademaster to discuss...something. Something he certainly wasn’t paying attention to, even when his master grabbed at his ass during the discussion, not even trying to hide it. Sooga tried not to struggle in his spot, as he was a good, good boy. This damn blademaster was so goddamn chatty, Sooga was going to throw him in the pit. FINALLY he stopped talking, and Kohga opened the door for them. Sooga was about to reach for his hands, when Kohga held his hand up, stopping him in place.

“Ah ah ah. Good boys wait till I’m settled in before they get their treats.”

Soga could die. But he took a deep breath, and let Kohga sit down on his bed. He stretched his shoulders, his arms, cracked his knuckles, anything to keep Sooga standing there like an absolute fool. Kohga sighed in content, before sticking out his feet.

“Be a doll Sooga, rub my feet.”

Sooga would’ve done this, chastity cage or not, but he leapt towards the opportunity this time around, getting on his knees and started to rub his feet. Kohga sighed in content, scratching his belly. He waited patiently as Sooga rubbed and massaged his poor, poor feet. Sooga’s hands were SO perfect for this, Kohga could fall asleep to it. But he did promise his boy his treat. Kohga gave a small whistle to get his attention, and he dangled his key in front of him. Sooga leapt for it, as if it was a golden rupee. Kohga swiped it away just in time, chuckling at the look of disappointment on Sooga’s face.

“Sooga, good boys beg for their treats. Let’s try that again. And put your paws up for me, like a little puppy wuppy.”

Sooga cared not for the humiliation. He only cared about getting what he desperately wanted. He got himself comfy on his knees, put his hands up right under his chin, making them look like paws, and let his tongue hang out of his mouth as Sooga pushed up his mask. Kohga watched him, incredibly amused, with that golden key between his fingers.

“I’m a good boy, please please PLEASE let me have it! Not being able to cum for you is torture, and I don’t know how much longer I can stand it!”

Kohga’s expert fingers fiddled with the key, clearly trying to think if he earned it. He was stretching this as far as he could, honestly.

“You’d do anything for me, right Sooga? Even if it’s crazy?”

“My affections for you are crazy, my Master. Nothing is above your orders, unless it risks your safety.”

“Ooh, clever answer. Alright, riddle me this scenario. What if I wanted you to absolutely PLOW me while someone watches?”

“Name but the time and place, Master Kohga.”

“Even if it was right in front of the king himself?”

Sooga halted. That was...odd of a request. He didn’t find the king attractive (it was the beard mostly), but it was just a scenario, constructed by Kohga’s rather pervy mind. He nodded.

“If you so request it, I’d do it. As long as you wanted, as long as I feel the blessings of your touch.”

Kohga hesitated, humming to himself, before he shrugged.

“Alright, I’ll take that. Stand up, let’s take that thing off of you.”

Sooga never jumped up so quickly, and Kohga wanted to laugh. Eager pup. He helped Sooga with his clothes, before he put the key in the lock, and blessed Sooga’s ears with the sound of that lock clicking un done, and falling to the floor. Kohga pulled off the leather, and Sooga swore he never felt so free. Kohga laid back, hands behind his head.

“All free, Soogy. So, what’s your-woah!”

Kohga didn't get to finish his thought as Sooga pounced on him, pushing aside his mask and kissing him six ways from sunday, all while humping against Kohga. Kohga laughed as Sooga’s lips moved from his lips, to the nape of his neck.

“Jeez Sooga! It hasn’t been that long!”

“It’s been too long to show how much I need y-you, Master Kohga.”

Kohga let himself be humped half to death, bed nearly shaking with the force of Sooga’s hips. Sooga was a big boy, and he wasn’t sparing Kohga from his desperate thrusting. And Kohga was loving it. His cock was nice and hard against him, and Kohga wanted so much more. With a snap of his fingers, Sooga stopped, lightly whining as he did so.

“Lay back for me big guy. I’m gonna give you a damn good treat.”

Sooga obeyed, sitting down and letting Kohga undress before him. Kohga had such a nice body, and he liked how Sooga desperately wanted to touch it. Everything but the mask came off, even his collar. Kohga crawled up to his lap, grinding his ass against Sooga’s eager gerth. Kohga lightly poked his chin, chuckling.

“Now, don’t think you get to be lazy on me, pretty boy. I want you to FUCK me, and fuck me GOOD. Because who’s my good boy?”

“I’m your g-good boy!-”

He cried out, feeling Kohga un do his hair, drag his fingers into his scalp, and pull his hair. Sooga REALLY liked that, and Kohga loved watching the drool dribble down his lips. Sooga LOVED his pretty hair pulled and messed with, he was sure he could make him cum with just a few minutes of that. But Kohga was pretty greedy himself. He took a hold of Sooga’s perfectly thick cock, and slowly sank himself right down onto it. Kohga had his fair share of toys, but none of them beat this, especially with the way it curved, just teasing Kohga’s prostate. They took a minute to feel comfortable, before they started to go at it like animals. Kohga wrapped his arms around his shoulders as he rode that dick, and Sooga held onto his hips as he thrusted upwards, making his head ram against just that perfect spot. Kohga chuckled, pressing his lips against those greedy, greedy lips of Sooga’s.

“Ooh you were WAITING for this, you big boy. Feels good in my ass, doesn’t it?”

Sooga eagerly nodded, trying and failing not to dig his thumbs into Kohga’s soft flesh. Sooga was mindless, thrusting and kissing and groaning oh so eagerly, cock warmed by Kohga’s oh so tight insides.

“M-master Kohga, y-you’re SO beautiful!-”

Oh he was SO close to cumming right then, all from Kohga giving his hair a nice, good pull. Kohga chuckled. Such a pretty boy, with pretty hair, pretty lips, and a pretty cock.

“I know. I know damn well I’m pretty. And I know DAMN well you love fucking my pretty ass. You wanna cum in it, don’t you? You wanna stuff my ass full of that hot, thick cum, I know you do. I know you’ve been dying to since your punishment started.”

Sooga BARELY heard his words upon the loud creaking of his bed, but he made himself hear. Kohga was so beautiful, so smart, so...everything. It was why, despite the fact that he wanted to warn him, Sooga grabbed a good fistful of that big, beautiful ass, and came. His head tossed back in a swear, and he felt his cock finally throb in relief. Kohga was panting heavily now, smirking as wide as he could. Even as Sooga finally went limp, his smile didn’t go away. He sat there, cum dripping out of his ass, pumping his own cock quickly. He moved his hand from his hair, down his slick, sweaty chest, getting a good feel for all those big, beautiful muscles.

“That’s it Sooga, keep pumping all that nut right in me. That’s it, I can feel you THROBBING in me.”

Kohga grumbled, almost angrily, before he came, decorating those abs with his cum. Kohga sighed in relief as his quick hand forced all of the cum out of him, and for a moment, they sat there, no longer teasing or suffering in lust.

Kohga chuckled, laying on his chest, and carefully pulling Sooga’s cock out of his ass, letting all the semen drip from him, and onto the sheets. No sweat, he’ll clean it up. Later. As in he’ll have someone clean it up. Kohga lightly hummed as his index finger made little circles around one of his nipples.

“You were EAGER today, Sooga. Came at me like an animal, you hungry thing you~”

“You...make it hard to resist, Master Kohga.”

Sooga chuckled, finally lifting his head from the pillow to look at his beautiful Master. Kohga chuckled, acting pretty damn smug about the lovey eyes Sooga was giving him.

“I AM pretty big of a deal.”

They sat there in a comfortable silence, before Sooga wrapped an arm around Kohga, looking down at him.

“May I...ask something?”

“Shoot.”

“Why did you ask me that question? About the King? Do you…?”

Sooga let his sentence cut off, and Kohga shrugged, knowing where he was going with this.

“Think he’s hot? Yeah in a dilf kinda way. Don’t get me wrong, you’re gonna be my first pick every time, because I tripped over a peel falling for ya, but a guy can think about it.”

“I’m flattered. But uhm...how many have you thought of-”

“Every dude I’ve ever met, I’ve thought of fucking at least once. Like, I’ve imagined what it would be like.”

Sooga cocked his head to the side, perplexed.

“EVERYONE? Even Link?”

“ESPECIALLY Link. Dude’s a little blonde hottie. Real stubborn bottom vibes from him, honestly.”

“You’re insatiable, Master Kohga.”

“And you’re cute, what’s your point?”

Sooga chuckled. He leaned down and kissed the top of his head. Kohga was a unique, and beautiful man.

There wasn’t a limit to how much he’d suffer for him.

#asks #lemon #kohga #sooga

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flowerfan2 · 4 years ago

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David x Patrick; 3300 words this chapter; 21k so far. A03.

Summary: Being stuck in the Milwaukee airport is bad enough. Then David realizes that the man who broke his heart is sitting right next to him. After a rom-com worthy reunion, David decides he won't walk away again.

Chapter 7

David wakes early and slides out of bed without looking at Patrick; if he starts mooning over him now, it will make it that much harder to get up.

He is soon outside in the early morning chill, watching the patchy fog dissipate as he runs along man-made waterways. He knows it’s all manufactured, designed to entice retirees into spending their golden years sitting on a patio here instead of in whatever snowbound northern location they earned their 401k in, but it’s pretty nonetheless.

David does a few loops of Patrick’s neighborhood and then ventures out past the gates onto a busier commercial street. The suburbs look the same as in any medium-sized town, albeit with a slightly sunnier vibe. He passes a pizza place, a sketchy looking nail salon, and a hardware store, and then pauses when a sweet, yeasty scent floods his senses. Following his nose, he heads down a side street where a nondescript sign advertises freshly baked bread and pastries.

Inside the shop, David stands and breathes deeply, then takes his time selecting a bag full of treats. He’s not even upset about interrupting his run, everything smells so good. It’s all he can do not to taste each of them on his way back (although he does allow himself one little chouquette – it’s been forever since he’s had a decent French sugar puff).

Back at the house, David leaves the pastries in the kitchen while he showers and gets dressed. Only when he’s completely ready for the day, pastries arranged in a basket and coffee made, does he allow himself to return to the bedroom. To Patrick.

It’s not creepy, he tells himself. It’s allowed. Patrick is curled up on his side, one hand under his pillow and the other tucked under his chin. The bruise on his temple is almost gone, just a faint yellow-green tinge remaining, and his stitches don’t look nearly as ghastly as they did a few days ago. Patrick’s hair is short – still the same way he used to keep it – so it won’t take long at all for the area around the cut to fill back in, although David thinks he may have a lingering scar.

David’s still not clear on how the head injury happened, and letting his imagination run wild (an impact against something sharp when he was knocked down?) is disturbing. He thinks back to what Patrick told him yesterday about the attack, downplaying it as a bar fight, as partially Patrick’s fault for being drunk and stupid. He knows Patrick can have a temper in the right (or wrong) circumstances, but it still doesn’t make a lot of sense to him. David doesn’t think he’s being overly dramatic to say that Patrick is traumatized. No matter what Patrick said, he didn’t ask to have his ribs broken and his head sliced open.

David is seized with the overwhelming need to protect Patrick. There’s a sadness in Patrick’s eyes now that pains him, and he’s not sure that he’s equipped to take it away, not when David himself caused some of that pain. But moments of happiness have emerged over the past few days, little smiles and tentative laughter. It’s a start.

David slides under the covers and scoots close to Patrick, then leans in and presses a soft kiss to his forehead, letting his hand rest gently on Patrick’s t-shirt clad shoulder. Patrick snuffles adorably and scrunches his face up, so David kisses him again, this time on his nose, resulting in more adorable scrunching.

Patrick blinks a few times and then focuses on David. “Morning?” He reaches out and flops his hand on David’s waist.

“Um, yes. Almost ten.”

Patrick blinks some more. “Hi.”

David smiles at him. “Seems like you slept well?”

“Yeah, actually.” Patrick closes his eyes and leans his head against David’s face. “Thanks.”

“Not sure it was my doing, but I’m glad.” David kisses Patrick’s scratchy cheek, then his lips.

Patrick kisses back, sleepy and soft, then rolls to his back. “Do I smell coffee?”

“You do. And…” David twists around and presents Patrick with the basket of pastries. “Breakfast.”

Patrick sits up, wincing, and David tucks him up against his body, one arm stretching around Patrick’s waist.

“These look great,” Patrick says, curious. “Did you go shopping again?”

“Found them on my run. Try this one – it’s chocolate <i>and</i> pistachio.” David can’t help being excited, even though it’s silly, but Patrick is smiling and happy and if baked goods are doing it, he’s not going to complain.

Patrick takes a bite, then another, and finally gets to the filling, his face stretching with a smile. “Oh god, this is amazing.”

“Right?” David kisses Patrick on the corner of his mouth, tasting the flakes of croissant.

“Here,” Patrick hands the pastry to David and takes another out of the basket. “Is this one almond?”

“What gave it away, the almonds on the top?”

“Funny, you’re very funny.”

They make their way through the basket, trading bits and pieces of each pastry. David finally gives up and starts breaking them open so he can get to the good parts.

“This one’s apple,” he says, showing Patrick. “Fruit is healthy.”

“Definitely a healthy breakfast,” Patrick replies. “Right up there with pizza and beer.”

“I’m offended that you would compare pastries made with imported French butter to pizza and beer. Take that back or I won’t let you taste the apricot one.”

“Sorry, sorry.” Patrick grins and nibbles at David’s fingers. There are flakes of pastry everywhere, and David’s skin is sticky with glaze and sugar, and he could not care less, not when Patrick is warm and safe next to him and smiling up a storm.

After a while they have eaten their fill of the croissants, and Patrick sags back against David, groaning. “That was delicious.”

“You’re delicious.” David rubs Patrick’s tummy, a little bit of softness just above the waist of his sleep pants. Patrick hums and twists his head, meeting David’s lips in a sugar-sweet kiss.

“Thank you for breakfast,” Patrick says softly, kissing David again, and then sighing as he tips his head back. “But this kind of ruined my plans.”

David tucks his chin over Patrick’s shoulder and nuzzles his ear. “What plans were those?”

“I thought we’d drive over to the next town, it’s significantly more interesting. There are some nice architectural features, a few gift shops and boutiques, and a little bistro I wanted to take you to for lunch. I think you’d like it.”

“So how exactly does our spur of the moment pastry feast interfere with these promising plans?”

“I’m stuffed. Not exactly conducive to going out for lunch.”

“Patrick, even if we hurry, lunch is still hours away. I’m sure we’ll be fine.” David rubs at Patrick’s shoulders and pushes at him. “At least, if you can manage to get out of bed and get dressed. I’ll throw the sheets into the wash while you get ready.”

Patrick shoots him a strange look, and David points to the scattering of croissant debris spread out around them. “I can put up with a little bit of a mess for spontaneity’s sake, but I’m not sleeping in a pile of crumbs tonight.”

As David gathers up the sheets, he thinks he knows what Patrick’s odd look was for. Generally speaking, when they washed their linens in the past, it was due to somewhat less G rated activities than breakfast in bed. He hopes Patrick isn’t worried about what they’ve been up to (or not up to) physically. Given that they’ve only been back together for less than three full days, along with Patrick’s injuries, it seems utterly reasonable that they’ve been keeping it PG.

He knows Patrick has always seen sex in a more black and white light than David has. For David, being with Patrick over the past few days has been more than enough. The intimacy they have shared isn’t about sex, and doesn’t have to be – it’s being vulnerable together, holding each other through painful confessions and whispered reassurances. It’s Patrick casually touching David’s waist when he walks by. It’s how David’s hands flutter towards Patrick’s shoulders, and how Patrick looks at him when they land.

David thinks maybe they should talk about it, though. God knows he’s given Patrick confusing signals before – he’s probably never going to live down the whole sleepover mishap when the guy died in the motel.

He goes out by the pool to make sure his outfit is suitable for today’s planned outing – it’s gotten warmer and the fog has all burned away, but there’s still a bit of chill in the air. He thinks his white and black Christopher Kane sweater will be fine, it’s on the thin side and rather fitted, and if he’s honest with himself, shows off his shoulders quite nicely.

David smiles at the thought of Patrick planning an activity for them. It’s shaping up to be quite a wonderful day. And there was even a mention of boutiques…

He takes out his phone to scope out whether any of the shops might actually stock something he would want to buy, and realizes that Alexis has sent him increasingly frantic texts. And as if thinking about her has actually called her into being, his phone rings.

“What?”

“David. You promised.”

“Promised what?”

“Didn’t you read my texts?”

“Obviously not.” David sits down on one of the lounge chairs, after giving the floral cushion a quick sweep with his hand to make sure there aren’t any fire ants or other sneaky creatures lingering about. Clearly Alexis has something on her mind, he might as well get comfortable.

“The Haute Tea presentation got moved up to <i>tomorrow,</i> and you promised you would help me with it.”

“That was supposed to be next month.”

“Well, it’s not, and Koharu already emailed me twice to make sure you had blessed the key design elements.”

“You told Koharu I was helping you?” Koharu had been an exchange student from Japan when David met her in high school. Now she is the CEO of one of the fastest growing and most creative restaurant groups in the Seattle area.

“Yes, David, how did you think I got the account?” Alexis’ voice is rising into the stratosphere, and David holds the phone away from his ear and takes a deep breath.

“Okay, Alexis, okay, calm down.”

“How can I be calm when you’re ignoring me at one of the most important moments in my career?”

“Given how eager Koharu is to work with me, isn’t it actually one of the most important moments in my career?”

“David!”

“Fine, fine. Give me a few minutes to get set up and I’ll call you back. Send me what you’ve got in the meantime.”

There is a silence from the other end of the phone, and then Alexis speaks, her voice gone quiet. “Really?”

“Of course.” He had promised to help her, and he isn’t going to go back on his word, not with Alexis. Besides, he actually has several very promising ideas for the Haute Tea branding line. Between the two of them, they can generate a dazzling powerpoint presentation in a solid afternoon of work.

The moment he hangs up the phone, however, David realizes his mistake. “Shit. Shit shit shit shit shit.”

“What’s wrong?” asks Patrick, coming out onto the lanai. David tilts his head back and recites “shit” again in his head another dozen times.

“I got a call from Alexis.”

“Everything okay?” Patrick sits down on the other lounger, his jean-clad knees knocking into David’s.

“Yes. Well, no, but nothing dire.”

“What’s up?”

“I promised Alexis I’d help her with a client pitch, and it got moved up. So I can’t go to the cute town with you today.”

Patrick looks briefly disappointed, then his face smooths out and he nods. “No problem, I understand.”

“I’d much rather hang out with you, you know that, right?” David leans over and takes one of Patrick’s hands in his. “I’m sorry to mess up your plans.”

Patrick’s eyes flit around, landing somewhere by David’s shoulder, and David feels his stomach sink. Patrick doesn’t believe him. He thinks David is blowing him off.

“What, um,” Patrick starts, then shakes his head. “Forget it.”

“What?” David shifts to sit next to Patrick. “I mean it. I was excited about our afternoon, the shopping and the food…”

“I know, I know you wouldn’t pass up an opportunity to check out a new restaurant for no reason. It’s just…”. Patrick lets out a breath and takes his hand out of David’s, crossing his arms over his chest. “I don’t think Alexis likes me very much.”

Oh. David must be staring at Patrick with his mouth open, because Patrick huffs out a sad laugh.

“You don’t have to come up with a response to that, David. I shouldn’t have said anything. It’s not your problem.”

David can feel his face scrunch up. “How is it not my problem?”

“I messed things up with her, I’ll have to figure out how to fix it.”

David tugs Patrick’s hands back into his own. “We messed things up with each other. Alexis was merely an unfortunate casualty.”

Patrick stands up and pulls David up with him. “Regardless, do what you need to do to help her out. The bistro will still be there tomorrow.”

“Will it?”

“Yeah, I’m pretty sure.” Patrick brushes a sweet, toothpaste-y kiss across David’s lips, and David smiles into it.

“Mmm,” he says, pulling away but keeping his hands draped on Patrick’s shoulders. “More of that later, perhaps?”

Patrick actually blushes – blushes! – and ducks his head. “Sure.”

After another moment of awkward adorableness where David steals a few more kisses, Patrick suggests that David use his parents’ office. David plugs in his laptop, facetimes Alexis on his phone, and they get to work.

It’s not the first time they’ve partnered up on one of Alexis’ many projects, especially where she veers into marketing. David enjoys the chance to stretch his design skills, and it’s a lot more interesting than the Rose Apothecary sourcing work, which has frankly gotten fairly routine at this point.

Haute Tea is a high-end tea shop that is struggling to build its brand recognition, especially when it comes to competing against the zillions of coffee shops that also happen to sell tea. They asked Alexis for a plan that would help them bring new energy to their brand and promote their unique strengths.

David thinks their logo needs an update, and he shoots some of his design ideas over to Alexis. “They need to make sure people don’t get them confused with ‘ye olde tea shoppe’ stores. Nothing British, nothing floral, no scones with clotted cream.”

“No Liberty prints?” asks Alexis.

“Exactly.”

They work on some sleek, modern designs, black and white with a bit of color, and think about coordinating ways in which to update the company’s website. Kokuro doesn’t want to lean into her Japanese heritage, which David thinks is a shame, but then again the name of the company is in French, so there’s that.

They finish up, David agreeing to look over the final slide deck after Alexis makes a few more edits and sends it to him later. He thinks they did pretty well and is curious to see if Kokuro agrees. He wouldn’t mind doing more work with her in the future. If Rose Apothecary was still an independent business, he could see them featuring her teas.

“Thank you, David,” Alexis says. “I’m sure it was hard to pull yourself away from Patrick, now that you guys have miraculously fixed everything.”

There’s a tone in Alexis’ voice that David doesn’t care for. “And what’s that supposed to mean?”

Alexis twirls her hair around her finger. David thinks it’s remarkable that she has any left, given how often she does this. “Nothing, David.”

“Okay…”

“Just – you were awfully mad at him, for an awfully long time. It seems pretty convenient that you run into him a few days ago and now everything is magically okay. Are you sure you’re doing the right thing?”

David feels a pang of doubt, but he’s also insulted. “That’s my business, not yours.”

“It was my business when you cried on my shoulder for all those months, and when you threw out my French press because it reminded you of the one Patrick bought you, and when you made me delete all those pictures from my phone-”

“Fine,” David interrupts, not at all interested in going over all of this again. “I will remember not to come to you for emotional support in the future.”

“That’s not what I’m saying!” Alexis whines.

“What exactly are you saying, then?”

Alexis lets out a breath and shakes her head. “You made me so angry with him,” Alexis says softly. “He hurt you. You guys had something really good, and he ruined it.”

“It wasn’t all his fault,” David says, hoping he doesn’t have to go into more detail.

“I knew that,” Alexis says, and David rolls his eyes because it’s just like Alexis to pretend she knows better than him, even now.

“You didn’t.”

“David, fine. Whatever. Anyway, whosever fault it was, I saw what losing him did to you,” Alexis goes on, looking at him so earnestly through the screen that David has to duck his head. “That night in the Hamptons… I can’t go through that again, David. You can’t either.”

“That won’t happen again,” David says, a sick punch in his gut at the memory.

“But how do you know?”

“I know because I’m working on it, Alexis, every day.” David fights to stay calm. He understands why his family is still questioning him, even almost three years later, but he wishes they’d have a little more faith.

“David, it’s just that… your break-up with Patrick wasn’t anything like your other break-ups. It was more than mall pretzel level damage. Just thinking about it makes my insides hurt. I still have all of these icky, upset feelings.” She waves her hands around. “And I didn’t get a cathartic rom-com reunion at the airport, or any apology kisses.” She punctuates her words with her finger, pointing at him accusingly. “What am I supposed to do now, just do a three-sixty for no reason?”

“One-eighty,” David corrects automatically. “And there is a reason. The best reason.” Patrick, he thinks. A chance to be together again.

“I know….” she says, dragging the word out into a whine. “But it’s your reason, not mine. Ugh, this is so aggravating.”

“He misses you too,” David says, the words coming out of nowhere. He knows it’s true as soon as he says it.

There’s a pause, and then Alexis says, sadly, “That doesn’t help.”

Later that night, David finally finishes one last review of the Haute Tea presentation and sends it back to Alexis. He’s in bed with his laptop, Patrick lying next to him, curled up under the blankets and snoring softly. David was too busy to even worry about whether Patrick was upset about their current level of physical activity until long after Patrick fell asleep; that issue is going to have to wait for another day.

He also didn’t get a chance to talk to Patrick about Alexis. David has certainly put a lot of energy into hating on Alexis’ exes after painful splits, and he thinks he understands how hard it can be to forgive someone for hurting a person you love, although it makes him uncomfortable to focus too hard on what that means about how much Alexis cares about him.

David hopes he can find a way to mend the relationship between Patrick and Alexis. They were close, family, and they deserve to have that back. And if David can figure that out, maybe there’s hope for him and Stevie, too.

He sets his laptop aside and slides under the covers, beaming to himself as Patrick pulls him close, seeking him out even in sleep. They can really do this, he thinks. It’s a chance he never thought he’d have, but it’s here, and David is going to make the most of it.

#Schitt's Creek #Schitt's Creek fic #David x Patrick #David Rose #Patrick Brewer

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purple-ktj · 4 years ago

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So What

Part 2/3 of the mini celebration for EpiphanyxWinterBear's first anniversary! I dug this post out of my drafts and finally completed it.

This is just an excuse to fangirl and trend their So What moments throughout the Love Yourself Tour all over again. The moment most known to all in the fandom and also widely labeled as fanservice. We saw many heated, flirty, cute moments, that we forget it isn't consistently so at every single performance. Their interactions vary a lot, maybe depending on their mood, the conditions on that day, or if there's family in the crowd.

And before I begin, this post started months ago and I slowly compiled it together while enjoying their So What fancams, it wasn’t done in one shot. Just in case some might get the impression I’m jobless enough to be doing this lol.

Somebody call me right one Somebody call me wrong I’m not gonna care about it Why don’t you as well

25 Aug 2018 Seoul Olympic Stadium D1

For the first few dates, they're playful, innocent, going along with the flow.

26 Aug 2018 Seoul Olympic Stadium D2

05 Sep 2018 LA Staples Center D1

06 Sep 2018 LA Staples Center D2

08 Sep 2018 LA Staples Center D3

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I5eDKQjrWPU)

This is their first 'solid' So What moment initiated by Jin. Tae is sort of visibly a little stunned at the boldness and the fact that he started this, also not knowing what he's intending to do exactly. And here we already have Yoongi watching them closely. In the video Namjoon is seen behind, jaw a little tensed but letting them be. He just watches them cautiously through the mini monitor and standing close by.

Also, this is the same day Jin sang "You have shown me I have reasons I should love myself" to Tae directly. Tae is caught off guard but he quickly catches up and encourages Jin to sing his verse. This is so sweet. The verses they sing to each other at the randomest/unexpected moments hold a lot of weight in the meaning of the lyrics. (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hLdHDWRpLfM)

09 Sep 2018 LA Staples Center D4

He's checking the monitor, sees Jin coming from behind. Jin's eyes are fixed on him while they dance off rather sexily. (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TMgRwB2W6ZM)

12 Sep 2018 Oakland Oracle Arena

It's Namjoon's birthday, they don't mess around on their Leader's birthday. Namjoon switched on vlive after this concert, to celebrate his birthday with Army. That night we were all blessed with Namjoon, OT7 live, one of the more subtle Taejin moments, and also the 4 o'clock joke made by Jin. Also there was a little moment of intense staring from Tae to Jin in the middle of the chaos.

"Stay here and sing 4 o'clock with Namjoon, then come to my room after that." (I don't remember the exact words said, this is entirely based off memory)

15 Sep 2018 Fort Worth

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aASOM3x-Nu8)

They're goofing around while Namjoon watches over them with his arms crossed and he doesn't move away till he's sure nothing's going to happen because he knows how unpredictable they are.

16 Sep 2018 Fort Worth D2

They do a mildly sexy dance, though nothing much happens. But I’m very amused by Jungkook who brushes past them really close. It's almost as if he’s discreetly making sure nothing happens. Recall BV1 when he tried to block the main camera from disturbing Taejin’s intimate hug? Same vibes.

20 Sep 2018 Hamilton

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WU1lVgQGH2s)

Things start getting a little spicier here. Jimin sees Jin going to Taehyung and he looks back at his best friend with a knowing look. Jin comes closer cautiously to gauge Taehyung’s reaction and the moment he removes his glasses and comes nearer the both of them sexy dance with mild tension. Playful flirting; jerking their hips towards each other and rolling their shoulders, they're so close that they're nearly grinding on stage. A good reminder here that Jin doesn't do these flirtatious/sexy gestures unless it's Tae, I very much like seeing Tae bringing this side out of him. Yoongi behind looks at the monitor and realises what’s about to happen so he just looks a little done and walks away. J-Hope is there checking the monitor and shaking his head. And, what exactly is Tae looking at? Army bomb?

22 Sep 2018 Hamilton D2

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=caSsxs7FMjM)

I am so amused by Yoongi because he's half in disbelief and half done with them. Namjoon’s looking at the huge monitor and his hand gesture tells me he’s also done with them. Their tension is thicker, Tae's flicking his hair and I don’t know why but the way Jin’s got his hair slicked off showing his forehead makes it even sexier. He’s exuding so much confidence when he walks seductively towards Tae and their tension here is incredible. While Tae is naturally sensual most of the time (when he's not being cute), Jin’s body language here is very loud. Seducing, flirting, not paying attention to anything else except Tae while jerking his hips like that. The both of them make a point staring down each other’s bodies as well. At the end it’s Taehyung who poked Jin’s chest to make him look at the camera. Yeah, again, I love it when Tae pulls out this side of Jin because it's so sexy.

I absolutely have to highlight this 'alpha'/dominative behaviour by Jin. Again, something we only got to see thanks to Tae. He's absolutely owning and feeling their moment together.

23 Sep 2018 Hamilton D3

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Md_uGYnQSoo)

A lot happens. This is the first time Taehyung initiates. I’ve seen the HD posts of this but even with this fancam and the overexposed shots, I can still see Taehyung staring at Jin’s lips and they get lost in their own world for a whole of 2 seconds before Taehyung blinks and snaps out of it. Jin has his eyes fixed on Taehyung’s eyes, he knows Taehyung was staring at his lips. What really gets me is the way they're swaying their entire bodies in tune with each other while maintaining eye contact. The. Tension. Is. Crazy.

Notable parts from this moment, Jimin seeing the huge monitor and realizing that his best friend and his hyung is flirting big scale and he can’t help but smile. Jungkook also looks at the huge monitor and he’s also laughing. He dances past the front camera and I have the suspicion he did that on purpose to disrupt the tension because it really was too obvious and a lot to take in.

28 Sep 2018 Newark

After a few days of sexy-ing up, they go for something cute. Arguably one of the cutest with a tiny little bit of tension mixed in moment. Not sexual tension but “your eyes hold the galaxy” sort of tension. The “we can’t kiss so we'll knock our foreheads together” sort of tension. This is the first time Jin comes running to him like a puppy, this moment is pretty much the highlight not just for us, but the both of them.

29 Sep 2018 Newark D2

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ATl-wXRo7ds)

A lot to unpack for this one. First, Yoongi, J-Hope, Jimin and Jungkook wandering around in the back watching the screen. Yoongi looks more wary than usual. This time they don’t stare into each other’s eyes and get lost in their own world but Kim Taehyung did something completely unexpected. He taps Jin’s arm, then taps his own chin then puckers his lips. I don’t know what to think...? What were his intentions? They weren’t making bedroom eyes at each other, there wasn’t much tension, it felt playful, but he asks for a kiss? On stage? Or was he asking Jin to blow a kiss with him? Then why would he pucker his lips in Jin’s face? Jin most definitely saw it and compensates(?) by making a kissy face at the camera with Taehyung after that.

I really would have believed that Taehyung wanted Jin to blow a kiss at the camera with him but his whole body is turned to Jin and he’s only looking at Jin and he even taps his chin as if asking for a kiss on his lips. Trying his luck? What? One of So What’s biggest mysteries for me. Although in hindsight maybe I shouldn't be too surprised considering they have a fair number of moments where they intended to kiss, nearly kissed or was ready to risk it all.

02 Oct 2018 Chicago

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5YnGSs4bYfI)

They toned down a little. Nothing much happened but it’s interesting to notice that as Taejin’s verse starts, the other members instinctively look at the huge monitor. Understandably, because they’re too unpredictable in their interactions which make the others wary sometimes.

03 Oct 2018 Chicago D2

For the first time, they get directly interrupted. I think this is the funniest So What moment in the whole tour. They come at each other fully intending to flirt but Jimin gets cheeky and decides to join in. He passes straight through Taejin who were sexy dancing each other and blocks the camera. Playful or intentional, I can’t tell but it’s still cute regardless.

06 Oct 2018 New York Citifield

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qwIJOZichz8)

Some mild flirting, shoulder rolling, Taehyung fixes his gaze on Jin but that’s about it. But Tae's gaze? Eat!Jin.

09 Oct 2018 London

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U42CefwN80E)

Before Jin even reaches Taehyung, Yoongi is already there waiting and watching what they’re going to do. At first the other members would stand a distance away, look at the monitors and just let them be. The bolder Taejin gets the more they just stand right in their faces so Taejin can’t get lost in their world of tension. So far it's been Yoongi, Jimin, and Namjoon that I wonder at which point the other members decided to intervene to make sure they don't accidentally do something drastic (like kissing)?

10 Oct 2018 London D2

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xt65Yzd80EI)

Another one of their funniest and sexiest moments. I can’t see Jimin’s face but his whole being is going “Really Tae? Really? You’re going to do this to your soulmate?” But Taehyung is only focused on Jin who’s coming and he physically pulls Jimin away from him. The difference in Taehyung’s body language when he’s got Jimin and Jin in front of him is SO obvious. BFF vs BF? He steps right into Jin’s personal space biting his lips and he’s not even looking at his face. He’s so focused on Jin’s lips, chest, moving seductively. Jin’s no different, again, his hair slicked back gives him that edge and extra confidence. He's also staring down Taehyung’s body while jerking his hips. Namjoon is nearby and you can see how done he is with Taejin.

I can't not say this. Their intentions towards each other is crystal clear. He's definitely not looking at the army bomb here.

13 Oct 2018 Amsterdam

One of my personal favorites. Before this he used to give his strong piercing gaze at the front camera while Jin comes running to him. This time he gives this really raw Kim Taehyung expression; ‘just a regular guy in love’ look. “I’m just waiting for my Jinnie to come to me”. And the moment he does, BAM. They flirt like they’re teenagers in front of their crushes checking each other out.

16 Oct 2018 Berlin

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_DBp5ty6i-w)

Told to toned down or they simply didn't feel like going feral at each other? I don't know. The way they switch modes every single time. Playful, intense, or just plain cute.

17 Oct 2018 Berlin D2

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fbOUVIHqnp8)

Whatever it is going on with Taejin’s So What moments got at least 3 other members coming in to join them. Whatever flirting they may or may not have intended that day is thwarted off by killing the tension between them.

19 Oct 2018 Paris

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aWlHou1Un9U)

Blurry but I must say I really like the way Jin is carrying himself here. He’s just confident, not holding back and he exposes his neck to Tae while mildly doing the sexy dance. I wish there was HD, but even without it, the tension is palpable enough. Taehyung’s got his Eat!Jin face on. Besides his shoulders, Tae probably has something for his neck as well, considering the number of times he's held Jin's neck, not just for massages.

20 Oct 2018 Paris D2

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G_akqf3Qgy8)

The soulmate joins them again, and his body language screams “No flirting under my watch”. Taehyung has an arm around his shoulder but he shrugs it off. What stunned me most about this moment is Jin actually tried to push his arm away but he shrugs that off too, that even Tae is dumbfounded. He resolutely goes in between them and sings at the camera as if nothing happens. Which gives me the impression that he might have been told or asked to stop Taejin from flirting and begrudgingly did so. Meanwhile Jin is determined to have his moment alone with Tae, and he's pretty possessive about it.

Additionally, all of the other members are hovering around them and carefully watching the both of them. I suppose if us audience/viewers at home can feel how thick their tension is, it must be even greater on stage itself that they’re determined to cut it off by any means.

They may not have gotten their So What moment this day, but earlier on Jin did sing "because we're forever" to Tae during DNA. Paris, city of love. Remember their back hug in Bring the Soul?

13 Nov 2018 Tokyo Dome

Aggressively hyping each other up. (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5-oJYhw_CyQ)

On the same day we have this lovely moment of Tae dashing across the stage to hug his Jin-hyung. Tae's expression of bliss while holding on to Jin is so precious.

14 Nov 2018 Tokyo Dome D2

Another of their cutest moment but funny to look at when zoomed out because they're got Yoongi, Jimin, Namjoon and even Hobi surrounding them as they butt their heads together. Everyone's joining in the moment.

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2pAm0u8ATf8)

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZjPxnd89oqA)

21 Nov 2018 Osaka Kyocera Dome

Adorable dorks. First they're dancing together, and then they're having a mini staring show down, joined by Jimin later on. Although I did find it interesting that Hobi was hovering around Taejin, watching them on the huge screen right when Jimin came in and headed straight for the camera. Hobi usually doesn't move a muscle to stop them, he watches over them and laughs when they're being cute together, and at most shakes his head. Or signals them to stop by giving a warning look.

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hzkWznF05-U)

23 Nov 2018 Osaka Kyocera Dome D2

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QIBgEiTanJA)

I would like to take a moment to appreciate this more. Jin's expression, his posture, Tae stuck to his side looking at him like that. If Jin just turned his head we would have gotten a magnificent kiss. Honestly, as baby as Jin is, I don't think he's ever displayed this level of 'baby' behaviour anywhere else. He's soaking up the attention, and happily flirting back. Their expressions? Priceless.

Taejin was a whole mood that day, because even backstage they were cuddly and soft with each other. I'm about to cry because of how soft Jin looks while Tae is smug. I would love to know what led to this moment and what happened after that.

24 Nov 2018 Osaka Kyocera Dome D3

No words needed? Okay, maybe just one. Married. They might as well have kissed, I think they'd be let off the hook.

In my head, this part where Tae drags Jin around the stage to bow to the audience together feels a little like "Everyone, look, my boyfriend!" Jin can obviously free himself and run off, but of course he goes along with Tae, clearly loving it despite kicking Tae's butt a couple of times.

08 Dec 2018 Taoyuan

Why haven't they kissed, again?

09 Dec 2018 Taoyuan D2

12 Jan 2019 Nagoya Dome

(https://twitter.com/taejin_castella/status/1084045509491273728?s=20)

A few things here that absolutely killed me, their gazes, Tae tugging on Jin's shirt (what was he trying to do?) and Jin's tippy toes. Because they're nearly the same height and Jin has to tiptoe to touch their foreheads and prevent accidental kisses.

Also the same day this heart melting hug happened. He's nuzzled into Jin's nape though Jin gets a little self conscious. But he's still holding on to Tae's hand on his stomach. This deserves a few angles.

(https://twitter.com/taejin_castella/status/1084057286526480384?s=20)

(https://twitter.com/taejin_castella/status/1084070342316814336?s=20)

(https://twitter.com/taejin_castella/status/1084046607174103042?s=20)

13 Jan 2019 Nagoya Dome D2

I will never get over Tae's shy smile when Jin ran up to him, so pure and raw.

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xRBHVe3hSKE)

(https://twitter.com/taejin_castella/status/1084404017344569344?s=20)

19 Jan 2019 Singapore National Stadium

One of those days they choose to go feral. Also, Tae’s hand on Jin’s waist before they grab each other’s hair.

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZS5-nuPwbks)

16 Feb 2019 Fukuoka Dome

This is what risking it all looks like. Exactly IT. If it weren't for that mic and Jin's neck veins popping out- last split second restraints.

That aside, this is one pretty crazy moment. The intensity of their moods here, if they had actually thrown away their restraints and kissed I don't think it'd end with a simple peck. Also that finger under the chin, a nice little nugget of insight as to how they are in private, probably?

17 Feb 2019 Fukuoka Dome D2

They were at their peak in Japan really.

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BZxQNzXI1uo)

Firstly, Jin's jacket. Second the mic flipping.

Third, Tae can't keep his tongue still. There's just something to be said about the way they maintained thorough eye contact while Tae was teasing with his tongue and Namjoon took the trouble; had to, to make sure it didn't escalate.

20 Mar 2019 Hong Kong

Not sure why they had to make those expressions while pulling on each other's clothes. Right as Namjoon comes running towards them.

And I love fansites for capturing these moments. Palm on the chest.

21 Mar 2019 Hong Kong D2

Namjoon joins them again. Not sure if he's on 'guard duty' while they're in Hong Kong, but we get Kim line together and Kim line is superior.

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Xbo3RYsLVpQ)

23 Mar 2019 Hong Kong D3

One of their mildest So What moments where they don't do anything and just stand next to each other and it's still sweet. Taejin isn't always chaotic and unpredictable, but Namjoon is always there to watch over them. (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JX7-oUtfKhQ)

24 Mar 2019 Hong Kong D4

Namjoon was close by for their So What moments after that one time in Fukuoka where they nearly risked it all. For the next few dates, they've toned it down a fair bit. Warned by staff, probably? (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ib-GA-oF-_c)

06 Apr 2019 Bangkok

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3Dig8Su9BJQ)

07 Apr 2019 Bangkok D2

Bro fist day.

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AZFI-BVHt1Y)

04 May 2019 LA Rose Bowl

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ixU_oJZqNl4)

05 May 2019 LA Rose Bowl D2

For the first time in the history of So What, they did not interact, not even standing side by side. Honestly I'm a little stunned by this. Although this does not mean they did not have any moments at all because believe they had a cute sing along together during Make It Right.

I've read tweets where Taejin did not really interact on the days they had family/management in the audience. Though I'm not sure which days.

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5xSTAPEhsPQ)

11 May 2019 Chicago Soldier Field

Tae gave his hat and sunglasses to Jin. (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=N3BDRMlXTjE)

12 May 2019 Chicago Soldier Field

It was raining, and they were really cold. Jin's ears were red because of it. (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7OQa2rsN19U)

18 May 2019 New Jersey Metlife

Just when I thought I found another no interaction So What moment, I realised Tae's on the floor instead. And they're joined by Jikook.

19 May 2019 New Jersey Metlife D2

Taejin gave each other 'piggybacks' which don't resemble any sort of piggyback I've seen in my life ever, it was a lot to take in. This is the one I can't stomach. It's too... visually overwhelming for me. The way they were behaving was so wild I can't watch out of secondhand embarrassment. Tae had his leg tight around Jin's crotch and despite the pain that definitely caused him, he looks pretty hyper and excited. You can tell they love and trust each other so much Tae did not care if he fell off while... bouncing on Jin's back. (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-rnrF-xsmOw)

25 May 2019 Sao Paulo

Tae got flustered by Jin standing over him like that. And if you can't see clearly, the second photo is Taejin with Kook hugging the both of them. I know there's another similar Vmin moment when Jimin looked at Tae from behind and they were smiling happily together though I'm far too lazy to search for it. Another BFF vs BF type interaction. (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Hwmlcs5RqPY)

26 May 2019 Sao Paulo

Jin does it again, though Tae was already expecting it and he wasn't as surprised as the day before. They share a lovely moment laying down on the floor together. Joined by Yoongi, Namjoon and JK.

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wmVVS42_GWE)

01 Jun 2019 London Wembley

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4fV9zVMPBQc)

02 Jun 2019 London Wembley D2

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I4JynTyBqGg)

07 Jun 2019 Paris D1

One of their cutest moments, Jin resting on Tae's head.

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1vm3BL5Dgk8)

08 Jun 2019 Paris D2

Another one of their cutest moments. Jin could have ran earlier if he really wanted to, but he stayed and played along with Tae and let him spray water. Most importantly, they're really happy together. Those smiles are priceless.

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xnWp8lyde3o)

06 Jul 2019 Osaka

Can't find fancams! Unfortunate that we don't have this in HD yet, but I think this is my favourite Taejin moment in the whole of So What. I have never gotten over how happy they are together here. And that's Jin's famous 'slush' smile?

07 Jul 2019 Osaka D2

Taejinkook!

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c1bo8azOY9A)

13 Jul 2019 Shizuoka/14 Jul 2019 Shizuoka D2

Can't find anything from these dates, but this happened. This is also the same day they were filmed backstage and Taejin were sitting together on the couch with Namjoon and Yoongi, and Jin rested his hand pretty high up on Tae's inner thigh but removed it the moment cameras started rolling. We also had Taejin's famous hug-for-no-reason moment on the huge screen but never had any HDs of it.

11 Oct 2019 Riyadh King Fadh

This is their first concert after their vacation ended. During their airport appearance it was the first time Tae was seen without his interlocking bracelet, marking the 2 years of dedication in wearing Jin's gift every single day. The bracelet may be gone, but it doesn't change the fact that Taejin is as close as ever, or even closer than before.

Since they're in Saudi, they couldn't really do anything except have their moment looking at each other with a respectable distance. Readily joined by Namjoon and JK. (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YAK1MzjUJCQ)

Besides their eye contact above, I'd like to add one more significant moment from this concert. Back during HYYH era during their Wings concert, Tae did all sorts of things like confessing his love to Jin, fainting on stage when Jin did his love confession to Army, kissed a ball before handing it over to Jin, getting on one knee to give Jin a rose a.k.a proposed to him. 4 years later, the love confession has reached a full circle and Jin directly gave him the rose without hesitation. It breaks me to see him holding on to the rose and simply looking at it for a few moments.

He's had moments where he picks up or asks the rose for the from Jin to keep under his hat but this is the first time he's been handed the rose personally. Romantic boy much?

26 Oct 2019 Seoul Olympic Stadium

I was there, saw this on the huge screen and had a shock of my life although I did not get to think about it for long because the rest of the concert was still ongoing. So at first glance I naturally thought Tae kissed his cheek for real, also because Jin looked shocked after Tae bumped into him purposely. But alas no, it's only a chin and chest bump? I don't get it either way. But good for them.

(https://twitter.com/taejin_castella/status/1188076291125235712?s=20)

27 Oct 2019 Seoul Olympic Stadium D2

It's going to be a year soon since this moment happened, but I still cannot believe Jin actually did that. Highlight, Tae's voice stretching when Jin lifted his head. Also JK being clueless and adorable. He looked like he's been told that he'll be on 'guard duty' that day so he gotta handle whatever Taejin does on stage and make sure they don't escalate and risk it all again. Little did he know Taejin would be lying down on the floor and he can't really or doesn't really want to do anything about it.

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mzSwlu3a9hY)

29 Oct 2019 Seoul Olympic Stadium D3

Bang PD was in the audience for this one. I believe Tae said "Are you the Kim Seokjin?" And Jin replied something, I don't know if the translations are accurate.

(https://twitter.com/taejinpp/status/1189155088289288192)

Notice how on the final 2/3 days, Jungkook is the one standing with Taejin, though he doesn't really do anything and just lets them be? Especially on the second day where he just looked adorably lost and turned back, his eyes screaming for help from his other hyungs but no one's bothered. It feels like he was told to and reluctantly agreed to make sure they don't escalate or risk it all again.

I still vividly remember the way Taejinnies thought they could expect the long awaited kiss, only to be disappointed. I truly understand how ridiculous that sounds, because a kiss is not gonna happen anytime this decade, whether their CEO and family was in the audience or not. But a tiny part of me thinks, after making this post, Taejinnies aren't exactly at fault for maybe feeling a tiny bit hopeful that Taejin would close off this major chapter in their history with an actual kiss because of how they behaved and built up their moments.

They were most likely given a warning after their Fukuoka moment because they ceased their interactions to just standing beside each other (except for that wild piggyback), and Namjoon is pretty much watching over them. It was only after their vacation that they continued to hype up So What. I received an ask about this, but it'll be posted later on. An anon asked why so intense at this part of the song? Is it because of the lyrics? I believe so, though ironically they do have to care about what others think of them being that intimate. At the very least, they did prove some major points by nearly risking it all and showing us how much they themselves look forward to and are possessive over this moment.

Lastly, the next one will be an asks post so you can send in all you want and I'll post it before 12am tomorrow. Anything after or too complicated for me to answer immediately will be left for next time. There's been a number of really entertaining asks and I'm loving it a lot, thank you for reading and interacting with me 💜

#vjin #taejin #taehyung #seokjin #Kim taehyung #Kim seokjin #so what #epiphanyxwinterbear

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All That’s Left ch.10

Star Wars Au

A/N- We’re close to the end with this series :( hope you guys like this chapter...let me know what you thought?!

Warning- violence, swearing, ANGST, fluff, Poe, long chapter

Pairing- Poe Dameron x reader

(Let me know if you want to be tagged)

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*A couple weeks later*

Base was just a hours away now, it was unbelievable that life had come to this point, that in a couple days or hours life would just come to a stop. No more need to worry about what might be lurking or what you were going to find to keep surviving. No more past trauma haunting you—and maybe that was better, having nothing to worry about, that was one con to this giving your life for the greater good.

But there was only one thing that held you back. One person. Poe fucking Dameron. Maybe Ben had been right about attachments.

They were wrong.

Just like these stupid ugly infected corpses that roamed this whole planet and galaxy. Good thing that soon and hopefully no more of them would be made. Soon whatever virus that turns them was going to gone. For now though their was no other choice but to fight them.

Slowly you begin to pull out the twin vibroblades sheathed on your back, dragging your eye to follow the swift movements that happened above the trees, hearing the branches snap and rustle, seeing the snow that covered them fall to the ground with a soft thump. From the corner of your eye watching as Ben began to activate his lightsaber, the blue hue drowned out by the sun that reflected on the snow, a white sparkly glow like diamonds reflecting off and blinding you if one looked too long. Unluckily not blinding the demons that jumped from tree to tree, snapping their jaws and dropping to the ground, trying to feel any vibration either of you could possibly do to give away your positions.

Luckily not being able to hear your heavy breaths as a tall and pale one crept in front of you, it’s red eye almost seeming to search your soul like if it wanted to hear or feel your heart thumping inside your chest. Unable to hear your saliva drag drown your throat or see your arm swiftly swinging up to slice half of its face, a loud blood-curdling screech sounding from it after the sharp impact. The blood it had on it’s jaw and on its lips flying and hitting your face.

Disgusting.

“Move!” Ben ordered sharply and without waiting for him to repeat himself you spin to the side, seeing the blue raging blade swing upwards and cut the demon in half. You yourself finding no rest as another demon surprised you by jumping off the tree and landing in front of you, feeling the movement of your frientened jump to quickly grip onto your throat and lift you onto the air, screeching like the one before and slamming you back to ground. A loud groan leaving your lips at the sudden impact, hearing someone’s voice call out to you as you saw stars dancing in front of you as your mind and body wanted to black out into unconsciousness. The second screech from the demon preventing you from doing such a thing and helping you by reaching down in a difficult movement to able to reach your blaster, feeling the cold material touch your fingertips as you wrapped them around the handle, quickly pulling it out and blasting the demon in the head. It didn’t do any damage, only caused it to stagger back, it’s hand leaving your throat and freeing you so you could crawl backwards.

Hastily having to pick up your vibroblades back up and ignore your friends that each struggled with their one infected, keeping either one from coming to your aid.

You inhale sharply and wobbled to stand to your feet, seeing the demon come rushing towards you in a quick speed—you breath out and run towards it, when it was just inches away you let your body slide beneath the demon that swung its arms to try and grab you again, raising your blades and cutting its body as it flew overhead, it’s blood raining down on you until it was out of reach and stumbled forward. And as you turned to finish fighting the dreadful thing, Rey came up from behind it and lifted her arms to impale the demons head, the thing once and for all dropping limp to the ground.

“Are you okay?” Rey breathed, her eyes scanning the blood that now covered you.

You nod slowly, “never better.”

Rey smiled, her next words cut off as Poe rushed to your side, his hands grabbing your shoulders not caring about the blood that covered you whole. “What happened? Are you bit?”

You shake your head and sigh in relief. “Immune, remember?”

“Right.” Poe’s hands left your body and he wiped the blood off on the only clean spot on your shirt, seeing as Finn, Chewie and Ben finally came around, the little droid coming out of hiding and joining Poe’s side.

“Hey, y/n,” Finn called out as he walked over, a smug smile pulling on his lips, “you’ve got a little something on your face.”

You turn your head and shoot him a feigned smile, “oh really? I didn’t know, thank you for pointing it out.”

“Yeah, no problem, anytime.”

Poe began to chuckle and you quickly snapped your head his way and shot him a glare that instantly shut him up. He shrugged innocently and watched you walk away with Rey before he gave Finn a high five and laughed again, adding a comment Finn and Chewbacca laughed at as they watched you walk away, “nice one.”

——

Once you had finally managed to clean all the blood off you; hours after you might add, you changed into a new set of clothes and joined the group looking as decent as you could manage to pull off. After all being in a forest doesn’t provide the best resources to keep one clean as when you were back at that one community with that strange women. Who after weeks of leaving still left you weirded out.

“You know it’s good we left when we did, that camp, Haven, didn’t give me good vibes, I felt like that girl Amber was going to like kidnap me and then kill me or something.” You reveal as you throw the wood into the makeshift fire pit, noticing Finns face scrunch up at your comment.

“It’s not true,” he quickly defended, “they aren’t like that, they were actually nice, they offered us a place to stay, food, a shelter.”

“You’ve said that already bud.” Poe interjects with a smirk on his face, passing by Finn and patting his shoulder.

Finn shrugged and just shot a glare to Poe, his attention flying to Rey’s funny quip. “You’re just saying that because of Jannah.” She giggled, “one dinner and she’s got you in a mess. Are you sure she didn’t do something to your meal?”

You snort and playfully push Rey’s shoulder with your own and start poking fun at Finn along with her. “Don’t worry man you’ll see her again.”

Finn huffed and shook his head, “it’s not like that. She was actually a part of the first order, a stormtrooper just like me.”

“Okay.” You nod, hiding your grin, “I’m sure it’s just that.”

“Hey don’t you have some more wood to go look for so we don’t, I don’t know freeze to death?” Finn changed the subject in an exaggerated way.

You stroke your jaw and pretend to think, “nope I don’t think so, I think I’m liking this job better.”

Finn feigned a laugh and again shook his head in disapproval. “Oh, you know I think Poe needs help, go help him instead.”

Your smile widens and you touch your heart, pretending to be hurt by him wanting you to leave. “I just want to bond with you Finn, come on.”

“I think I prefer the quiet you instead.”

You begin to walk backwards towards Poe and just shoot Finn a cheeky smile, seeing his frown before he turned his back towards you and continued preparing whatever it was he was trying to do with the food Amber and her community had given you before you left. Was it going to be a mess? That still had yet to be determined—however the outcome and unbeknownst to him, sending you away to Poe was a blessing, and once you’re out of sight you spin around and speed up to catch up to Poe, snaking one arm around his waist and take advantage that Ben and Chewbacca were away for a moment and that the rest of the group was busy preparing for the night; “hey, stranger.”

Poe smiled and wrapped his own arm around your shoulders, pulling you closer to him and placing a kiss on the side of your head. “Hey, beautiful.”

BB8 chirps beside Poe, his head poking out and watching you and him, a silence overcoming before seconds later he let a cascade of multiple chirps out, questioning the current relationship statues of his owner and you. The cheeky pilot quick to assure his questions. “Yeah, yeah, we’re together, but you can’t tell Ben, okay? Promise me you won’t BB8.”

BB8 agrees to Poe’s promise, assuring your own mind and Poe’s alike, his lips pressing another kiss on the side of your head, making you rest your head on his shoulder.

“You know it’s been a couple weeks since we’ve been alone together.” You point out.

Poe huffs out in amusement, his eyes shifting to BB8 before they look ahead again. “Won’t say we’re alone now, but yeah I know. I’ve missed you, secret glances were just not doing it for me anymore.”

You chuckle and pull away once you spot a pile of branches ahead of you, only to be pushed to the side before you could dare and pick them up. A small sigh leaving your lips at the sight of Poe picking them up and not letting you help...like you were supposed to.

“Are you sure you’re doing okay Poe?” You question shortly after.

Said man nods and stands back up with a pile of branches in his arms, “yeah, nothing to worry about sweetheart.” He continues walking to look for more, while BB8 and you continue following, seeing a mischievous smirk tug on his lips. “You know I think we were assigned together for early patrol tomorrow.”

You scoff and shake your head before you shove your hands in your pocket. “I don’t think so. As good friends as Ben and I are now, and he and you are, I still don’t think he’d dare put us together. Especially not after what happened at Camp with Admiral Haldo.”

“Maybe Ben doesn’t have to know.” Poe suggests. “Come on, you said it. We haven’t been alone together and tomorrow we can finally have that before we have to join the group again.”

There wasn’t a need to think about it that hard, you wanted to, the only problem holding you back was Ben, but that shouldn’t matter. Plus it’s not like you were going to be gone for a long time, it was just going to be a quick patrol.

“Fine, but no messing around. I can’t have you distracting me or else that short patrol will turn to an all day thing.” Another pile of branches comes to view and Poe hands you the ones he was carry so he could carry the new ones. His smile clear and his chuckle soft.

“Short patrol? Okay if that’s what you want then that’s what you’ll get.”

You skipped ahead to be able to turn around and face him, walking backwards to point an accusing finger at him. “I’m being serious, Dameron, no messing around.”

Poe licked his lips and stayed silent to pretend to think, his eyes drifting to his droid, remembering that he indeed did have an audience; “Hmm, fine.” He smirked, “no...messing around.”

You narrowed your gaze and all he did was flash you a charming smile, noticing that you had unfortunately already made it back to your small camp, walking a bit faster as you stopped to turn around and face your friends, his lips coming by your ear as he passed by you to say what he really meant. “It’ll be quick I promise.” He pulled away and again just flashed you that same smile. “Tomorrow early morning, don't forget.” He directed to you in a louder voice, catching Finn’s curiosity and pressing on the matter.

“What’s happening tomorrow morning?”

You smiled and were quick to dismiss his curiosity. “Nothing. Just patrol.” You looked to Poe one last time and ignored Rey’s knowing look. “I won’t forget, how about you don’t.”

Poe grinned and threw the branches in the makeshift fire pit. “Trust me I won’t.”

——

“How does it feel?” The cold but recognizable voice asked, Rens scared body walking out of the forest with blood pouring from his wound and Ben’s lightsaber still in his wound. “To be a killer? To be just like the people you escaped from?”

You shake your head and squeeze your eyes shut, mumbling ‘no’ under your breath repeatedly before opening them in hopes for all of it to disappear, the light greeting you again making you feel otherwise, the dead man standing there in all his glory. Stiff and bleeding, your heart racing at an incredible speed out of pure fear—“I didn’t mean to.” You whisper, beginning to walk back as Ren walked forward, the red lightsaber he carried ignited in his hand and pointed at you.

“Killer.”

Ren keeps walking forward and for every step he takes, you take one back, hearing and feeling your chest rise and fall rapidly with each shallow breath. Coming only to a stop once your back came into impact with something hard. You gulp and slowly look over your shoulder to see Poe standing there, a deep frown decorating his features and a narrowed gaze directed at you; “how could you do it? You’re just like them.”

You swallow thickly and shake your head, “I didn’t mean to, I was just trying to save Ben.”

“Killer.” Ren interjected sharply, still making his way to you, the blue saber in his wound, and the red saber in his hand. “Killer”

“Y/N.”

“Poe please believe me.” You plead, his eyes cold and unforgiving, blinking as he turned his head away from you, focusing on the fresh snow on the ground and not wanting to hear another word. Letting Rens lightsaber blade approach until it came to contact with your skin, his mouth repeating the same word in the sharp and cold-chilling voice. A scream wanting to leave your lips until….you’re shook away.

“Y/N.” Your eyes fly open and you sit up rapidly, feeling thick sweat beads roll down your forehead and hearing the same shallow breaths from the nightmare. Hearing the same soft and concerned voice from mere seconds ago. “Hey, are you okay?”

Your head shifts to meet the voice, barely managing to make out Poe’s face with the darkness of the night still taking over the scenery outside the thin material of the tent. Hearing your saliva go down your throat as you swallowed thickly and let your eyes search behind him, noticing nothing but the same tent you were in before. Seeing your eyes search behind him he moved to be once again in your phearphial view, his eyebrows knotting in concern and not unraveling even if you offered an assuring nod.

“You sure?”

A faint smile tugs at the corner of your lips and you nod once again, “just a nightmare, I’m fine really.”

Poe hesitated to move on, but he took your word and threw your warm covers off your body to then show a charming smile. “Well it’s time to go on patrol.”

You rub your eyes and feel your breathing return to normal, “it’s still dark out, you said earl morning.”

Poe shrugged nonchalantly, “yeah, and? Shoot me I just want to spend more time with girlfriend.” You sigh and roll your eyes, your lazy response letting him continue, “no, but really I just want to take you somewhere before the sun rises.”

“Where?”

“Somewhere.” He smirked, leaning in press a short kiss, pulling away to offer a more mischievous smile. “Hurry get ready we don’t have a lot of time.” He grabs your shirt and hands it to you, watching you put it on with that same smile on his lips. “I might be great at undressing you, but I’ve never tried it the other way around. Maybe I can try today?”

“Hmm, nope.” He hands you your pants and shoes and just frowns, turning away and peeking his head out of the tent flaps to check if anyone else had been awake, whispering that the ghost was clear to make his quiet escape and wait until you finally went out after finishing with what you needed. Quietly making you follow him until you were out of earshot and view just in case anyone were to wake up at the wrong time and catch you. The main one being Ben.

“Come on I want to show you something.” Poe grabs your hand and begins pulling you deeper into the forest and more uphill, the snow tracking on your boots and leaving behind two sets of deep footprints—Maybe it was something to worry about since anyone could easily track you, but he didn’t have a care in the world, he just kept pulling you with him for a moment that seemed like hours. “I couldn’t sleep last night so I took a walk to clear my mind and I came across this.”

“Poe Dameron I’ve seen movies, especially those about men like you taking girls like me to forests and the girls never come out.”

Poe looked over his shoulder to show you his amused smile, shaking his head in disapproval to your comment. Adding nothing else but that as he continued walking ahead, ducking branches and climbing over fallen trees. Keeping quiet for the rest of the walk, only briefly sparing glances behind his shoulder to make sure you were still doing okay. Which you were, only all this walking was a torture; “you really walked all this in the middle of the night? Why didn’t you tell me to come with you?”

Poe hesitated to answer, his shoulder visibly stiffening and his eyes glued on his planned out path ahead, only responding when you caught his attention by saying his name out loud. “It was nothing, I just wanted to clear my mind, really nothing to worry about and plus you'd finally gone to sleep, I didn’t want to disturb you”

You shrug, “you know I don’t mind, plus would’ve given me time to talk to you.”

“About?”

“What’s clearly on your mind.”

Poe scratched the back of his head and just walked past more trees until an opening came to view, your comment clearly being left out in the air with no indication that he was going to follow up.

“We’re here.” Poe grinned, stopping a few feet away from the edge, looking over his shoulder to watch as you caught up to stand beside him, once again grabbing your hand to interlace it with his, the same happy warm gleam in his eyes as he would show you many times before. “The resistance base is down there, I didn’t know you could see it from here. From afar it looks somewhat beautiful especially with all that snow covering it.”

You look down at what he points to just passing some tree line, spotting a small town where his base had taken up residence, man made walls surrounding the small area as trees surrounded the base making it harder for any lurkers or invaders to see what’s in between. From the cold darkness of the night the lights from so far up above twinkled in a beautiful way, giving away the location.

The lights soon tuning when the break of dawn began to rise over the horizon, the soft yellow lights of the sun peeking out and making the snow look like shining crystals. Illuminating the fighter ships not covered by hangers, dirt made streets and buildings that as he said were most likely full of “war shit”. It was truly breathtaking and now you understood why Poe had been in a rush to get you up here so early in the morning.

Poe gave your hand a assuring squeeze before he began to speak in an admirably happy tone that made you begin to feel sad. “When we get there I can show you my X-wing, it’s black and orange a one of a kind beauty. I rebuilt most of it myself so you know it’s fast.” He laughed softly, continuing to ramble, “we can go on a fly, I can take you out of the atmosphere and show you what this galaxy has to offer.”

A smile regardless couldn’t help but tug gently on your lips at the sound of his excitement. “Poe your fighter only fits one person.”

“So?” Poe shrugs nonchalantly, “we can fit.”

You shake your head and laugh lightly, unable to keep him from rambling some more. “And I can ask General Organa to give me a couple free days so we can spend them together, just the two of us. I know she’ll accept if I ask.”

You sigh and pull your hand away, feeling the tears sting your eyes at the thought of what he wanted to do, talked like you didn’t have to worry. “Poe.” You whisper, his attention turning to you and almost instantly seeing his smile drop at the sight of your frown.

“I know what you’re going to say and I-I do know what’s going to happen to you, but just let me have this, okay?”

He tries to grab your shoulders, but you pull away, looking to the ground for a moment to collect what you needed to say to him; “maybe, I think it’s good if we end things here.”

Poe blinks, “why?”

“Because this was just supposed to be short, just for fun until we got to base, and we're almost there, we're basically there. I don’t want to keep stringing you along, you don’t deserve that”

Poe exhales deeply and puts his hands on his hips, nodding but not agreeing. “Fun? It was fun, the sneaking around, sneaking you glances, waiting for people not to see ya to kiss you, the sex, but it soon turned to something else. Something more.”

He promised.

“Poe don’t.”

He approaches you and you step back, his hands quick to grab yours to pull you towards him, cupping your cheeks to make sure you would stay close and listen to his every meaningful word. “I love you. I’ve been wanting to say it for so long, you don’t know how good it feels to finally say it,” he gently caresses your cheeks and shows you a softer smile than the one before, his eyes showing the love he just confessed. “I love you and I know I promised not to say it, but I have to, I love you.”

You inhale shakily and cradle one of his cheeks, gently stroking it with your thumb, feeling your own tears stream down your cheeks before leaning in to press one long and passionate kiss on his lips, waiting a moment with your lips pressed against his before you pulled away and stayed close, not looking up to meet his gaze but knowing he was listening. “You were the best the thing to happen to me, Poe, never forget that.” Finally and completely breaking away from his grasp, you swiftly turn around to walk away in a hurry, the tears blinding your line of sight while your mind blocked him calling out to you.

You wanted to say it back, but you couldn’t let yourself, it would hurt. Not like it didn’t hurt now regardless of the confession you didn’t say out loud—and maybe the smarter choice to avoid running into him before you could get back to your group was take another path, but you were too scared to get lost, the forest was too big, knowing yourself it would happen, so the right path was—

“Oof,” at the sudden impact of your chest bumping into something hard yet soft at the same time you have to stop and look up to see what you had ran into, seeing Ben now in front of you, an expressionless look painted all over his face. “Ben, I’m so sorry.”

Were you really this close to your group already?

Ben stayed quiet, his gaze fixated on you before he caught movement behind you, seeing Poe come out of the woods, sounding a little out breath and looking confused and sad, his eyes widening when Ben and you came into sight.

“Ben.” Poe breathed out.

“Ben, what's going on?” You asked after a minute of awkward silence.

Ben’s eyes shifted from Poe and to you, a scowl slowly showing on his serious demeanor. “I’ve let it go on for awhile now, the thing you two have going on.” You swallowed thickly at his words and heard Poe suck air in through his teeth, neither of you saying or giving more than that reaction. “Because I thought that Poe was going to convince you to take you to the first order where you would have a chance to be saved,” Ben sighed and walked towards you, one hand going to his lightsaber hilt at his side and the other clenching into a fist for a second, “but I was wrong. I let you break the simple rules I gave you and I let the both of you think I didn’t know. But you two are too obvious, I should’ve gone with my instincts, at least then whatever morals Poe shared with you wouldn’t stick.”

Poe stepped forward, noticing Ben’s anger, to try and pull you behind him, the force of you pulling your arm away surprising him, cutting off what he was going to argue. “What I want to do, where I want to go is the right thing. Like I told Poe before, you have to respect my decision. This isn’t your choice to make and I should have never let you think you had this control over me, but I let myself get manipulated. Not anymore. I’m doing this. And I don’t care that I was with Poe. And maybe you were right about attachment, but after so much time of being alone, you’ll understand that it’s hard to not fall in love with someone who truly cares for you.”

Poe’s attention immediately snapped to you at the sound of your last words, the doubt that you didn’t love him like he loved you had already spread in his mind like poison. But at the moment you uttered those words he felt relief, like a weight lifted from his chest. Even if the way you announced your true feelings wasn’t how he would've liked it, he appreciated it. In fact he wanted to kiss you and hug you, but he knew like you that it was going to have to wait for later. After Ben didn’t look as angry.

“My father died for you! Because he saved you!” Ben bellowed. “You owe him this. Just like you owe your sister to keep living, so whatever game you’re trying to play, don’t.”

“I’m not playing any games.” You shot back, nervously standing your ground as he still kept coming at you, stopping a few inches away from Poe with his lightsaber now in his hand. “I’m doing the right thing. We are, don’t forget that.”

Ben gulped and offered you a short nod as he clenched his jaw; “I am doing the right thing. By you.” His hardened gaze shifted to Poe and he ignited his lightsaber, a gasp escaped from both Poe and you at the sight of the blue hue, the tip pointing to Poe before Ben grabbed your hand and forcefully pulled you to him, shooting Poe a burning glare before he seethed. “Don’t you dare follow us, Dameron, I’m warning you. I don’t want to use this on you.”

“No, Ben, what are you doing?!” You bellowed, trying time to fight his hold, punching and kicking at him, catching sight of Poe pulling out his blaster and threatening the almost unrecognizable man pointing his lightsaber at him.

“Let her go Ben! Don’t do something you’re going to regret!”

Ben grumbled, “I’m not.”

“Ben let go!” You try to reach for your blades sheathed on your back, the tip of your fingers only grazing the cold metal before Ben ripped your hand away with the force and turned you so you could face Poe, Ben’s hand wrapping around your throat. “Ben, please.”

“You’ll see him again, I promise.” He tried to assure you, his promise obviously half assed. “Don’t follow us, Poe.”

Poe's eyes turned to you and he hesitated to shoot at Ben to stop him, knowing that if Ben took you to the first order there would be a chance to see you again, a chance that you would be alive. But this—this isn’t what you wanted. So he swallowed thickly and aimed at his friend, lowering his blaster and shooting. The blast stopping half way before it could even hit his intended target.

“I thought you were my friend.” Ben muttered, his lips pressing into a firm line and his voice expressing the hurt and betrayal he felt. “I thought you wanted this too? To see her alive.”

Poe’s lips parted in surprise, blinking away from the floating blaster and looking up to Ben, “I do, but that’s the difference between you and I. I respect what she wants, you don’t.”

Ben’s eyebrows furrowed and he began to back away, whispering a ‘right’, his steps stopping and your breath seeming to halt at the sound of snow crunching behind you. At first your mind went to Rey and Finn, hoping by the force that it was them so they could stop Ben, but when you managed to turn your head to see who was approaching, their in between the trees, approaching like the ugly plague they were, more infected were coming, a mixture between demons with their darkened veins and blood red eyes and the first stage of corpses. All attracted by the movement and noise of what was going, making your heart race in your chest out of fear for Poe. Knowing that Ben wouldn’t help take them down, not when the one thing he wanted was to get away from your group. And this dangerous distraction was going to help.

“I’m sorry.” Ben muttered to Poe, “but I can’t let you stop me. I’ll help her I promise.”

Another gasp left your mouth and your eyes widened at the realization of what Ben was planning to do—again you tried to kick and hurt Ben in the best way you could, but he only tightened his grip around your throat and began walking back, using his hand that was holding onto the lightsaber and keeping the blast in place to spread his fingers just a bit, releasing the red floating blast and redirecting it back to hit Poe‘s side, your concern for him instantly coming out in a pained cry.

“No! No! Poe!” Again you kicked at Ben, squirming your head up just a bit to bite down on his hand, the sudden and pained impact making him loosen his grip and letting you fall down. “Poe!” You quickly jumped to your feet and rushed to fall by his side, his hand instantly leaving his wounded area to grab your hand, whilst with his other one he aimed his blaster at the approaching threats, Ben included; “I can help you, I can help.” You muttered, tears welling up in your eyes at the blood coming out from his wound. Not being able to fully process what Ben did, what could happen and what you couldn’t let happen to Poe.

If-if he died...no the thought just hurt to even think about.

Poe groaned, “okay, yeah, just help me get up.” swinging his arm around your shoulders while your arms wrapped around his waist to begin lifting him to his feet. “You broke your promise.” He struggled to say, smiling through the pain regardless.

You shake your head, “you broke it first.”

Poe grunts and hisses in pain, swallowing thickly before he answered, “yeah well—”

Suddenly before you could walk any further you felt a force, a weight on your body, forbidding you from moving. Forbidding from Poe from moving as well. “What’s going on?”

“Ben, he—”

Before Poe could even finish his sentence you were flung back in a quick speed, a loud yelp escaping your lips at the feeling of the force taking you away, crashing in a blink of an eye back to Ben’s grasp. His arm tightening harder and harder around your throat, enabling air from fully getting into your lungs, seeing as your vision began to blur. The last breaths you could manage to breath out were to whisper for the only person on your mind, his wounded state, the last memory permanently stuck to your mind. “Poe…”

Ben’s lips moved by your ear and he whispered in a chilling voice, “I’m just trying to save you.” The last words you heard before everything went black, the image of Poe wounded in the snow with the danger that lurked towards him the last thing you ever saw before just pure darkness.

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