#sush it's him that's going to have regrets not me

[nofingjustaninchident]

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content: percy jackson, jason grace, leo valdez, frank zhang, luke castellan, charles beckendorf x reader - hcs on how they’d sleep with you

warnings: luke and charlie are 19

a/n: SHE’S BAAAACKK!! i’m finally not sick anymore (very questionable, but i’m definitely better) so i’m back to writing! at least i hope so. you can send your requests, preferably of not so long stuff cause i already have 5 super long drafts lol

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now playing… sweater weather - the neighborhood

Percy Jackson

i honestly believe that he’s an awesome cuddler.

like, i just know that he likes to be the big spoon and wrap his arms around your waist and never EVER let go.

he’d totally lay his head on your shoulder and drool on it.

he plants a lot of tiny little kisses in your neck before you fall asleep.

i like to believe that he snores

but not like super loud snores and they’re not even annoying

its just super cute

and you feel so safe

he’s not super ripped, but he still has abs

so just leaning against them, warm in the night is just so soothing

he sleeps in two positions only, cuddling with you or as a starfish, with legs and arms thrown all over you and the bed

his body is naturally warm

not an uncommon warm, just normal warm

so sleeping with him is always good

whenever you sleep with him, he doesn’t want to get up to school/college the next day

he’s just too comfy to want to let go of you

and, subconsciously, he likes to trace patterns all over the exposed skin of your stomach

overall, a great person to sleep with

Jason Grace

my personal favorite for, uh, unrelated reasons

totally not because he’s literally my dream man no no

but hear me out, you won’t regret it

he’s canonically tall and muscular right

so just imagine resting against his delicious muscular chest and abs-

sorry i trailed off

ANYWAYS

he’s also a cuddler

but he’s kind of stiff in the beginning

like he’s completely touch starved

so he doesn’t really know how to act in situations like this

but the more you’re together the more he feels comfortable to cuddle and squeeze you

he loves to just pull you as close to himself as he can and bury his nose on your hair

because you just smell to good to not do that

he’s also a sweet talker

he just LOVES to whisper cute words in your ear as you’re about to fall asleep

and the first time he told you he loved you was one of these times

you were almost falling asleep in his arms and he just whispered “i love you”

you couldn’t even understand what happened until the next morning

anyways

he is the best person to sleep with

he absolutely loves when you just curl up in a ball beside him while he’s reading

he gets all fuzzy inside

he’s literally melting

he just loves you too much

Leo Valdez

look, don’t get me wrong, i love leo

but i don’t think he’d be the best cuddler in the world

for the simple reason that i think so

if u don’t like it just sush

BUT he absolutely loves to sleep on top of you with his head in your chest

i just know it

this is like super Leo Valdez of him

and you can’t tell me he doesn’t purr when you caress his hair

cause OF COURSE he does that

he’s the best person to sleep with in winter and fall, cause he keeps you warm and happy

but in the summer… not as good, i’ll have to admit

like, he’s too hot

in both senses of the word

so you just get overheated

not that you’re really complaining tho

it’s worth it

oh, and he LOVES to whisper words in spanish in your ear before sleep

if you can’t speak spanish, he’ll say… not so innocent things

our latino king fr fr

and if you can speak spanish he’ll just say how much you smell good or how pretty you are or how much he loves you-

not a cuddler, but a very good person to sleep with anyways

Frank Zhang

he’s tall and muscular

what more can i ask for my personal pillow?

oh, being a lowkey GENTLEMAN with every living being he interacts with

ok maybe that was a little bit out of context

but whatever

back to sleeping with him

if you want a best human pillow, you won’t find it

especially cause charlie died so-

i’m deeply sorry for that. not really.

he loves loves LOVES when you lay on top of him

it’s his favorite position ever

and he also loves when he can hold you

but not literally cuddle

just you laying with him, curled up against his chest but with your face to him, y’know?

i don’t know if it makes much sense

anyways

he likes to braid your hair while you’re falling asleep for you to sleep better

hazel taught him and he absolutely loves to do it in you

in the beginning of the relationship, you usually went to sleep with a dog or a cat

he was too nervous, okay? leave him alone

well, he got over it, thanks to you obviously

but sometimes he still sleeps as a dog

especially if you ask him to do it

he’ll be like “sure, if you want if” but deep down he loves it

it’s just too sooting for him when you curl up against him as a dog and pet his fur

its one of his favorite ways to sleep with you

Luke Castellan

oh, luke

i’ll never admit the uncommonly enormous crush i have on you

he’s just too hot

also i have a thing for blondes (hey jason and annabeth and a lot of other peopleee)

well, enough of me, let’s talk about this walking piece of MEAT

hehehe

he love love loves to sleep cuddled up with you

like, it’s his favorite thing in the world

the only problem (if you consider it a problem. i personally don’t) it’s because he has to sleep holding at least one of your tits

he says it makes him sleep better

technically it does, because his hands are cold and your boobs are warm

but it’s mostly because he really likes ‘em

he’s not gonna tell you that, tho

he loves when you lay on top of him and lets him caress your hair

bros seriously whipped

he’d be damned if you told him you want to sleep alone

he’ll literally become a whiny baby until you surrender

and if you don’t, the next morning he’ll be so grumpy

but that’s obviously until you give him a kiss

if the kiss doesn’t fix, another thing will

cuddles, duh

dirty mind

if you like to wake up early for morning walks, he’ll wake up and watch you get ready

but most likely never join you

Charles Beckendorf

best human pillow EVER

only god knows how much envy i felt from silena for real

he loves cuddling ofc

but it’s not his favorite way of sleeping

he’d rather much more hold you against his chest, arms and legs interlocked

because in that way he can hug, admire and kiss you anytime he wants to

i don’t know if this position makes sense help-

he loves to caress your hair and kiss your head in the process

it’s soothing for him and he knows it’s soothing for you

whenever he comes back from bunker nine super exhausted he just lays down and you hop beside him

and it’s heaven in his eyes

sometimes when things go wrong in a project he's working on he goes straight to your cabin and just stares at you

biggest puppy eyes in the world by the way

he just stares in a way like "please let me sleep here"

and who are you to say no am i right

he LOVES to snuzzle his face in your neck and breath in your scent

he just loves the way you smell

it's just too good to be true

can't take my eyes off of you

sorry i love 10 things i hate about you too much

your smell is one of his favorite things in the whole world

he's just so in love is sickening to anyone who's watching

anyways, cutie pie

a/n pt2: i'm sorry if charlie is short, but im too annoyed right now. i had to rewrite this shit five times because TUMBLR COULDNT SAVE THE FUCKING DRAFT HOLY SHIT- anyways hope u liked

[gadriezmannsgirl]

Not Like Others -P.G (2)

Not me ending this as soon as I got home and did all my homework a bit rushed at 1:35am knowing I had to wake up early today✌🏻😌✨😁 But still I fell asleep with my phone in hand, so I didn't posted it on the time I had finished😭🥴 and now I'm off of work and decided to take a little breather from Uni work. Anyways... I hope you enjoy it! Please, let me know what you think of this! And I want to hear/read you guys out, what do you think it'll happen in the series?!

|Chapter I| |Chapter III|

Summary: When you get the chance of meeting Pablo Gavi, you don't seem to react as the rest of people would do and that attracts him to you

Two Weeks Later

Being the new girl was absolutely awful, everyone is looking at you, talking, whispering about you, judging the way your looks without getting to know anything from you first. You hated it and you hated being in the spotlight.

You had a week going at the Universitat de Barcelona and you were still pretty much alone since no one has got closer to you for anything. You now remember why you hated the thought of moving to a new country, this was exactly what you imaginated and exactly what you disliked.

Walking into the cafeteria, everyone turned to look at you once more, you sighed grabbing your lunch and going towards the table that was in the back, ready to eat. Have you said you hated being in this kind of spotlight?

Because you had done a revalidation and equivalence of your recent college studies in Canada for the transfer, you were now in your third semester (two semesters behind of what you actually were), where the UB had been the first one interested in you and opened their doors, accepting you into their university family. You were currently sat at one of the tables eating your lunch and enjoying some words of Colleen Hoover “Regretting You” when two girls and three boys stood in front of you

"¿Les puedo ayudar en algo?" (Can I help you with anything?) You said

"Yes, ¿Podemos sentarnos contigo?" (Can we sit with you?) The red haired girl said with a small smile

"Hemos estado queriendo acercarnos desde que llegaste pero no sabíamos como" (We've been wanting get closer to you ever since you came here but we didn't know how) The sunkissed skin boy said showing his dimples as you nod witth a light smile

"Sure" You made space for them to fill the table

"Anastasia Rodríguez but everyone calls me Ana" A dark haired girl with glasses said

"I'm Olivia Montero" The red haired girl said doing a peace sign with her fingers

"Jonathan Ontero" A blonde guy smiled

"Eric Wolf" A dark haired boy with deep blue eyes said

"Antonio Figueroa" The sunkissed boy said

"Nice to meet you guys, I'm Y/N Santos" You smiled softly

"Have you got any other friends? What do you think of the Uni?" Jonathan asked as you shake your head laughing

"You guys are the first ones to come by" You admit shyly "And it's huge, I keep on getting lost" They laugh "but it's really pretty"

"Is that why you came late to Paint II?" You nod shyly

"I think the professor doesn't like me though, he keeps on putting this bitchy face whenever I appear on his vision" They laugh

"No, that's his face. I promise" Eric chuckled as you nod laughing quietly

"I'm sorry if this may sound a bit out of place, but it's so cool and at the same time so weird to have a Canadian between us"

"I'm not" You shook your head "I'm Spaniard"

"You're even cooler then!" Ana exclaimed making a few heads come to where you were sitting, Jonathan sushed her as she softly pushed her finger up to her lip in a quiet motion. You couldn't help but laugh

"Lo siento" You said as they waved you off with a smile.

They kept on talking and it was safe to say you liked them, they were really funny. You don’t know how or when but after the lunch they had spent the rest of the day with you. Anastasia claiming you as one of them now, you smiled and accepted. You had enjoyed the day with their jokes, occurrences and got a hold of the whole system at college because of them.

They reminded you a little bit of your old friend group but instead of being five (six including you), your old group consisted of four, two and two. However these guys were chattier than ever and you loved that too seeing that you also loved to talk.

“Oh, Y/N! One of my friends is doing this party this Saturday, you should come!” Jonathan said as you all were meeting after the last class of the day.

"Party?" You ask "It's their birthday?" He shook his head

"More like a celebration" He added "He's in a team and wants to do a celebration for this big win" You nod processing

“Oh gosh! Yes, that’s such a good idea! You can socialize more, get to know people and even Barcelona!” Olivia said as you shook your head lightly

"I don't know" You said doubtly "I know nobody in there and I'm sure you guys will do your thing" You waved your hands around "The last thing I want is one of you stop spending a good time to practically babysit me and no, señor. That's not happening" You shook your head and also shook your finger side to side as they all smiled

"You're cute if you think we won't spend THE greatest time over there" You smiled blushing lightly at Eric

"Also, you're cute thinking we'll give up on the first try" Ana wrapped her arm around your shoulder "You just have to wait, you'll be crazy for the party"

And three days later you were tired of waiting. The persuasive method of these guys was extremely annoying and you were already guessing the words that could come out of their mouths, each one, taking turns on who was the one speaking next.

You could even say you had dreamed with the: 'You have/gotta/should come to my/Jonathan's friend party! It'll be awesome and we'll all be there, pretty please' words.

And when Antonio opened his mouth you instantly shushed him off.

"I'll be there" You said to him as he smiled nodding fist bumping the air

"I knew it!" He exclaimed a little bit too loud

"If you already knew the various artistic movements, Mr. Figueroa, I ask you to come up here and explain some of them" Miss Alba, the professor of Modern Art, told him in a monotone voice and her facial expression was up in interest as everyone turned around to look at you both. You looked down in shame and blushed hard as Antonio stuttered

"I-I...mmm"

"The most seen, used and that we can qualify as importants are cubism, futurism, surrealism, impressionism, expressionism, art brut and a few more" You spoke up with determination, you had already seen this curse back in Canada and you had nailed every test, quiz, popquiz, presentation and essays.

"Well done, señorita Santos. Now, señor Figueroa, le aconsejo que preste un poco más de atención a la clase y deje de hablar con Y/N, entendemos que es una chica muy bonita, inteligente y es nueva aquí, pero por favor, para los chats existen las horas de descanso" (Mr. Figueroa, I suggest you to pay a little more of attention to the class and stop talking with Y/N, we understand she's pretty, smart and new girl here, but, please, you can do that bit of chatting on your resting times) If you had blushed you were now rainbow coloured, Antonio had murmured a quiet "Sure, professor" and sank back on his seat as you heard the laughs of the whole class came in embarrassing the two of you

"Happy?" You whisper ask "You embarrassed us!"

"No, I embarrassed myself. You saved your ass answering to that question" He said with a light smile on

You shook your head and smiled lightly

"Good thing is" Antonio said softly leaning over you "... You'll go to the party" You smile nodding

"You did it, guys. I'm going to the damn party" He fist bumped the air again

"¡Joder que si!" He says as you sush him once more

"Stop that!"

...

You wonder how you got in this position.

Antonio said he was going to give you the lift but his car suddenly broke down and he was coming later because of it. Jonathan and Ana were already there since the evening helping Jonathan's friend out, Olivia was going with her boyfriend and he was driving her. And Eric had a last minute issue with his grandmother so he couldn't go, nothing too big though.

You didn't trusted going in cabs alone, you never liked it, ever since you were little and saw that a man had kidnapped a woman like that you had hated it, and on really weird ocassions you were going into one but you always had to be on the phine with someone or messaging.

Your parents were busy at the traffic and you were stuck, you thought of pulling out from the party but you also hated it, giving your word and then not fulfilling in what you said.

So, with a call to your mom letting her know you'll go there walking and a google map direction from Jonathan you decided to grab your keys and walked all the way there. It was 4:30pm so the sun was still visible and when you realized the walk was 25 minutes away, it got better and didn't think to much of it.

But how the hell did you decided to get to the party on foot was the best option if you only had two weeks and three days moved in the Catalan streets?

...Guess who ended up lost?

You sighed once more, the map only confusing you even more, you were supposed to be at El Camino street but you saw around you and you were at the Las Palmas street. You sighed in defeat.

"I'll die today" You murmured sighing

You tried to go up to people and ask them directions but you were either too shy or they didn't stopped not even to give you the time.

You were about to call desperate to any of the guys or even your parents to take you either back home or towards the party when you saw three boys across you eating a cup of ice cream.

This was your chance to get all sorted out and hopefully go to the right way towards the house.

"Hola" You touched one of the guys shoulder when he turned around his expression was full on scrunched up, it seemed like he was bothered by your presence and you smiled at him "Lamento molestarles" (Sorry to bother you, guys) You said softly to direct yourself towards the guy who's shoulder you touched and face was scrunched up "¿Quería preguntarte si tu podrías...?" (I wanted to ask you if you could...?) He cut you off harshly

"No estoy disponible para fotos o autógrafos ahorita, lo siento. Estoy con mis amigos en una salida y queremos pasarla bien" (I'm not up for pics or autographs right now, sorry. I'm with my friends and we just wanna have a great time) He said and you furrowed your eyebrows before laughing lightly

"¿Okay? Eso está perfecto. I wanted to-" (That's perfect)

"Please, no autographs nor pics"

"¿Autógrafos? ¿Fotos? I'm sorry, who do you think you are?" (Autographs? Pics?) You asked laughing lightly

"Like you don't know who I am" He said not believing it

"I don't know actually! Are you that important for me to ask for a pic or something?" He stood there without saying anything

"I don't believe it. Just go please, I'm not in the mood right now" He said and you sighed shaking your head

"Ay, hermano. ¿Sabes? Olvídalo. Was going to ask you to give me this address because I'm new here and most likely, lost; but nevermind" (Oh, bro. You know what? Just forget it) You shook your head watching his face fall a bit once you showed him your phone with Google maps on "Gracias de todas maneras" (Thank you either way) You said "Lamento arruinarles la tarde" (Sorry to ruin your evening) You said once more before turning around

"Oye, no. Lo siento, déjame-" This time you cut him off by showing your palm

"Don't worry, have a nice day" You smiled politely "Try not to be an arrogant asshole next time, maybe" You left them hearing the calls from the guy but you didn't paid attention to him too busy looking at your phone trying to guess if it's right or left

"Hola" Someone said behind you, you turned around seeing one of the guys that were along with the arrogant brunette "Disculpa a mi amigo. Es un poco quisquilloso" (Hi. Excuse my friend. He's a little peaky)

"Un poco arrogante, diría yo" (A little arrogant, I'd say) He laughed nodding

"Only sometimes" You hummed

"That's not nice at all, then" You say crossing your arms across your chest "So...?" You ask hinting on him to tell you the reason why he had come up to you

"I'm willing to help you out find the address" He said and you nodded taking out your phone, showing it to him "You're close, five minutes away tops"

"Really?" You ask impressed watching as he laughs nodding

"This is Las Palmas street, the next one is El Camino. It says here you take a turn on the left and at the end of the street there's this residence, it's in there" He smiles as you nod smiling too

"Okay okay, cool. Thank you so much. I'm sorry for ruining your evening"

"You didn't ruined anything in fact, I'm sorry for Gavi's behaviour" You smile shaking your head

"Is he really known? Or he was just taking the piss out of me?" The guy stays quiet for a bit as you shook your head "Well, nevermind... Just tell him to come down from that cloud of his, please. Arrogancy doesn't look nice at all" You said as he nods pointing gunfingers at you

"Got it" He smiled "I'm Diego, by the way. I hope Barcelona is of your liking"

"Thanks, it's really gorgeous... I just have to learn the streets" He laughed as you smiled waving at him "Gotta go, bye! And thanks once again"

"No problem at all!" That's the last thing you heard from the guy before you're walking away.

As you followed instructions from him, you indeed realized you were a block away from El Camino street, you smiled once you saw the big white house as Jonathan had described. You texted him letting him know you were outside, music was being heard from the inside and you smiled grew when you saw Jonathan came out opening the door for you.

"Y/N! I'm glad you are here!"

"I know, I'm glad too! I came here walking and got 'lost' and then there were these guys, one of them was an incredible hijo e'puta but the other helped me out"

"First going out, first party, first fight, first lost and first almost everything today... Checked from the list" You smiled shaking your head "C'mon, let's introduce you to Alejandro, my childhood best friend" Once you got inside, Jonathan's eyes were dancing across the people inside here "¡Balde!" He yelled across the upbeat song "There he is"

You walked next to him until you stopped in front of two guys who were talking and laughing in their world

"Guys! This is Y/N, the newest member into the Uni club" All four guys smiled

"Soy Alejandro" A black skin boy said hugging and giving you two kisses as you did the same "Alejandro Balde, es un placer conocerte. And this is a friend of mine, Ferran Torres"

You greeted the short haired boy just like you did with Alejandro

"¡Bienvenida a Barcelona!" Ferran said as you smile

"¡Gracias!"

"Y/N, mi casa, tú casa" Alejandro said "The kitchen is over there with the drinks and food, the backyard" He was pointing to everywhere he talked "And if you need the bathrooms, let me know, going to the downstairs bath in a party is a bit awful" You laugh nodding and agreeing with him

"¡Gracias!" You said once more

"Don't worry, hope you have a nice time!"

Yeah. You hoped that too.

After a long while drinking some Coca-Cola, dancing, eating a few snacks and overall having a nice time with your friends and Jonathan's buddies, you all sat down outside to enjoy the starry night

"Oh! I just remembered!" You said "Jonathan told me you guys were doing some celebration. I really don't know what you guys have achieved but congratulations" Ferran, Alejandro, Eric and Pablo Torre laughed lightly

"We're football players"

"That's nice!" You open your eyes lightly "And what did you guys won?"

"La Supercopa España" Pablo said as if nothing and you nodded once again "We're first team players"

"Really?"

"You don't watch football?" You shook your head a bit ashamed

"I don't really like it that much" They faked hurt "Sorry!" You all laugh "I rather hockey tho"

"Nice sport" You nod

"It truly is" You smile remembering your team "And which club you guys are in?"

"FC Barcelona" You smile got bigger.

Yes, you didn't liked football but that doesn't meant you don't know the game or the different leagues of it and Barça was a really good and skilled team. You knew your rookies about it, not many but enough to defend yourself.

"Really cool" You said "Well, then... Congratulations on the win guys"

"Gracias" Ferran said "Let me just say... Having us a friends, you'll end up falling in love with football"

"And most important, terminarás siendo una Culé" (You'll end up being a Culé) You shook your head smiling softly

"I don't think so... Gotta stay loyal to my hockey and my Mapple Leafs" They laugh

"Nah, ya verás" (you'll see) Alejandro said shaking his head

"Lo veré" (I'll see) you all laughed

"Let's see that now, then. We'll be waiting for you" Ale said

"Waiting for me when and where?" You asked

"You're invited to the next game at Camp Nou, Y/N" Torre said as you nod

That sounds good... I mean, what could possibly happen? It's just a game with your new friends.

"Deal"

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[sadsstoptalkingfr]

Can you please write something cute with Adrian Chase? Maybe under fake date to stalk a suspect. The team could take bets on how long until it turns into a real date.

HI THANK YOU FOR THE REQUEST! (I changed it up a little bit)

"He's been in their forever" you complain as you pull your heels off, fed up with suspected butterfly. You and Adrian sat in the jazz lounge for about an hour or two and the suspect was showing now sighs of leaving anytime soon, and you honestly could not stand to wear those heels for any second longer so your only option was to wait in the car for him to come out.

You climb into the passenger seat of Adrian's car. "I think we could do that", Adrian states, as he climbs into the driver's seat. You raise an eyebrow at his words, confused about what he was implying. "Start a band, I mean", he clarifies. You scoff, a small smile plastered on your face as you roll your eyes. "Yeah? What would you play?" You question only for him to shrug.

He thinks about it for a second, looking through the windshield before speaking. "I think I could shred a guitar" he says confidently, he's gaze meeting yours once more just to see the way your face twist with joy as you chuckle at his words. "No, I think your fingers are too stiff" you state with a shake if the head without even thinking. Adrian places his hand over his chest with a dramatic gasp, pretending to be offended.

"My fingers are very flexible. You'd be surprised what I can do with these bad boys" he sates with an unnecessary broad smile. You slightly side eye, physically cringing, before leaning away as he speaks again "I'm talking about sex-" "I know", you cut him off quickly, throwing your hands up to sush him.

The car falls silent for a few moments, you both looking out the windshield, pretending to keep a lookout for the suspect who was still inside the building. "Y'know" Adrian starts but quickly pauses his words. Out of habit, you look his way, your full attention on him as he speaks. "I would've liked a dance back there" he admits, his tone playful, yet you could tell there was truth behind his words.

You stare for a moment before shrugging. "You should've asked for one" your tone is softer than you ment for it to be. Instantly regretting this response, you cringe at yourself before quickly pulling yourself together. "Maybe we could come back here some time…have a dance?... just you and me" for the first time, Adrian seemed hesitant, nervous even. Did you take pride in knowing you had that effect on Adrian? Yes. Were you definitely going to brag about it later?... Yes

"I'd like that" you reply, the genuine smile creeping up on your lips made Adrian's heart melt. "I'm asking you on a date, by the way" he clarifies, wanting to make sure you two were on the same page. You nod with a small laugh through your nose. "Yeah I know-" your words are cut off by your earpiece going off.

"Guess who just won a bet AND 20 dollars!? IT'S ME" adebyao basically shouts, followed by a groan from Chris. "Holy shit-" you curse, clearly startled by the sudden yelling. "Hate to ruin the fun, but we're still on lookout. Keep your eyes on the suspect and not each other", Harcourt chimes in, but you could tell even she was amused by this interaction.

[talesfromthegameff14]

Prompt 1: Crux

[CW: Blood spilling but no violence, madness, very grey FFXIV lore.  Mood Music:  https://youtu.be/hBTRq2Kgt3Q ]

He locked her in here. That fucking arrogant bastard locked HER in here.  Qacha stared at the opalescent barrier that kept her from leaving the forbidden parts of the Uyagir cave.  They shouldn’t be barred to her, but that bastard of a half brother kept their mother’s pendant from her.  It left her unable to claim what was rightfully hers, she was far more deserving of it than he was.   The words whispered into her horns all the years that she can remember ringing in her heart before being hissed out into the air. <“I stayed.  You didn’t.”> <“I learned.  You didn’t.”> <“I obeyed.  You didn’t.”> <“LET ME OUT YOU WORTHLESS PILE OF DZO SHIT!!”>  

There was no one to hear her, Ayanga having left hours ago uncaring of the slow death that he sentenced his sister too.  She kidnapped his children, her life was forfeit in his eyes the moment that happened.  Days passed, hunger gnawing at Qacha’s belly, thirst cracking her lips and gnawing at her throat.  It drove her to try the water from the mineral springs, a mistake she hasn’t made since.  Those hours spent in agony where she was certain that death was waiting for her were not something she wants to experience again.  Though, at this point, death would be kind.  Yet? Qacha could not let go of life so easily.  She had been promised more.  That more was the crux of it all, the very core of her entire existence.  Her mother had said it was so and Qacha was an obedient daughter, so it must be so.  Claws blunted from throwing herself uselessly at the shimmering barrier were walked along the wall of the tunnel she hadn’t found the end of yet.  There was no light here and she’d spent so much of her own aether trying to undo what the traitor had done that she had none left to spare to illuminate her way.   She was a child of the caves, but fear had her heart pounding from the perfect blankness that engulfed her sight.  Not even the faint light from her trap could travel this far along the curves and meanderings of the unknown path her feet fell upon. 

She couldn’t stand it, the not knowing, anxiety making every sound sharper until she was certain that the rolling of a pebble from her fingers signaled an impending cave in.  With a shriek of fear, Qacha curled herself up into a ball, pressed up hard against the unseen wall that was her life and her guilde.   The tall female shook in time with her frantic heartbeat, waiting, waiting for a doom that never came.  Time was meaningless here, she had no way to mark how long she cowered there beyond the ache in her back and the burning of her thighs.  In the end it was the brush of a pointed muzzle and thin whiskers on the back of an ankle that spurred the woman to move, again in a rush of horor that had her sprinting down the tunnel instead of sedately making her way.  Each twist in the tunnel had her scraping scales and flesh on the protruding rocks, leaving her blood behind in a macabre trail for any that came after her to follow.  A faint sense of light dazzled her eyes, a gasp of delight coming from her when she realized that the tunnel had edges she could see now.  Was there a way... out? Fresh air teased Qacha’s nose and stirred her hair, the sparkle of distant stars and the eternal visage of Nhaama seen through a break in the domed roof of the cavern she stumbled into.  The sky? Plants? A pond in the center?  Had she been climbing up? Is that why her legs and lungs burnt so much.  Unsteady legs carried her over the rune covered floor, bloodshot eyes focused on the pond that surely had to be her salvation.  There was no strong mineral smell, no heat, and plants growing along the walls, all signs that the water should be safe to drink.  The other warnings were ignored, the perfectly spherical shape the water was held in, the way the break in the roof mirrored the shape and placement of the pool, the ancient bones swept towards the smoothly sculpted walls of the room, and the rune carved into the raised stone Qacha knelt upon that was darkened by generations of spilt blood.  Blood from the wounds upon her arms dripped into the water as she scooped up as much as she could cup within the curve of her hands.  The first gulps were as refreshing as snow melt, a perfect nirvana to the suffering Qacha had endured for the past few moons.  She was going to live.  That bastard would regret this.  The surface of the water turned dark and reflective as more of Qacha’s essence dripped into the pool.  The plunging of pale skinned fingers into the water barely marring the silver hued surface, motes of moonlight were gathered in the woman’s hands only to be gulped down with eyes squeezed shut out of the pure bliss that followed her first sips.  That bliss shattered with the first swallow of blood and power that slid down her throat.  This wasn’t the fire of the mineral water, but ice.  Ice that gripped her bowls and crackled up her spine to spread along nerves like hoarfrost along the browned steppes grasses in the dead of winter.  Then it was winter, and spring, and summer, and fall then winter again, Qacha’s awareness tumbling backwards into the hundreds of lives that Uyagir Seers had walked prior to her panicked race to this sacred spot. A trained mind could endure. A soul lifted by ritual could endure.  A body disciplined by hardship could endure. Qacha was none of these, the only lessons Odtgerel gave to her daughter were indulgence, empty promises, and cotton candy dreams of power that turned insubstantial and sticky in the torrent of power that assaulted the xaela’s mind.  Her hands balled into fists, body convulsing and muscles locking in place tight enough for the worn and shattered points to dig into skin and draw blood.   Blood that ran in rivulets to the rune on the floor, slowly filling the outline of ancient Dominion.  With the first drop of blood from the channels of the rune into the pool the onslaught of foreign memories halted within the broken mind that was forced to house them.  She was Jebei, first to lead the Uyagir to the caves as a broken people trying to find favor with the gods once more.  No, he was Ghoa, kneeling by the pool to claim this part of the steppes as the first Khatun of the Uyagir and harbinger of the iron fisted rule that was to come.   Borte, Tolui, Khojin, Monx, Nachin, Argat, Kiyad, she was? he was?   Everyone, she was everyone that held a stone, poured life into the pool, dreamed the living memory of a tribe that once held dominion over the steppes in a way that only the Oronir could dream of.  Arrogant as the sun, the Oronir weren’t the first to be taunted that way, and now Eij.. no Qacha.  Her name was Qacha.  Now she led that knowledge, that arrogance, that forbidden knowledge locked away for only the Seers to know.  They were trained to hold it lightly, in silence, lessons to be learned from a past the tribe dared not repeat.  But a shattered soul could only see the glory to be gained under the sun that peeked it’s first rays through the broken roof of the cave.  A gloriously mad cry greeted the dawn, exultant and broken as it wound down into breathless sobs when the woman noted what she clutched in her hand.  An opalescent stone that was a perfect match to the one her brother wore at his throat.  <“I told you I’d win you fucking bastard.”>

[chameleon-madrigal]

XX | Cuentos de Camilo

(Stories of Camilo)

Title: Secretly caring for you

Genre: Fluff, MODERN AU (No powers)

Pairings: Camilo x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Cursing

Summary: Its your school's hell week, meaning for the whole week you need to finish all of you projects before having exams. And with the amount of work, you were so stressed about it. You thought Camilo is just gonna annoy you but you were wrong.

He/him pronouns for Camilo

She/her pronouns for Reader

Note: This isn't requested but I just wanted to share my experience this past weeks with this story! And ofc, wanting to have Camilo help me go through it all! I've been so stressedt out lately huhu :(( Hope you like this and enjoy mwa <33

MASTERLIST HERE!

You are currently in the library, having your third cup of chocolate drink finish just this morning. All your notes are scattered on the table, as your fingers keeps tapping the keyboard of your laptop.

You were too focused on the screen when you didn't even notice a presence infront of you. The person sighed, as he gently closed your laptop stopping you from working. You looked up and see it was Camilo, as you glared at him.

"Camilo what the hell!?" You slightly shouted which earned you both a sushed from the librarian.

"You've been working for hours, take a rest" He said as he tried not to create eye contact.

"As if you care" You rolled your eyes and tried opening your laptop but he just put his hands in it stopping you from doing so.

The moment you looked at him he was so close at you face, which cause you to secretly gulp at the interaction. Sure you were annoyed by his tricks and jokes but you can't deny the fact that he is good looking.

He suddenly showed you a cup of chocolate drink and your favorite snack to your face.

"Take it" He seriously said as you got flustered and took it also, muttering a small 'thankyou'

He just nodded and get out of the library trying so hard not to glance back at you. You watched as he completely disappeared in your sight, as a small smile was visible on your lips.

You shook your head, gently slapping your cheeks.

"Did Camilo just made me smile? Gosh, I think I am so stressed" You rattle as you ate what he bought you, having the time to relax for a bit.

You are currently inside the stadium, looking for Camilo while holding some snacks. You saw that the theatre members are still practicing on stage, so you sat down to one of the benches to wait for them to finish.

You watched as Camilo looks so dedicated in his acting skills, you secretly smiled without knowing it. Camilo knows you are sitting from one of the benches, even though you picked the spot far from the stage he seemed to feel your presence still.

As their coach said to take a break, he smirked and unbuttoned the first button in his school uniform to tease you as he held back his hair, noticing the flustered face you had from afar.

You got back to your senses as you stood up and went backstage to look for him. And when you did you regret getting closer to him, as the sweat was visible on his face which makes him look ethereal.

"Hey, I thought you were busy?" He asked as he waved a hand to you, noticing you were spacing out.

"Uh yeh I am, got a lot to finish but I decided to stop by for a moment...here"

"You missed me?" He teased as you mock his face and held out the snacks for him.

"As if! I just wanted to bring you snacks as well"

"Peace offering?"

"There is no peace when you are around, Camilo" You scoffed as he laugh and took the snacks.

"Thank you, hermosa" He said trying to hug you but you block him with your hands.

"Ew no, you're sweaty"

"Oh really? Like you didn't just spaced out earlier" He said as you glared at him, walking out of the backstage.

"Make sure to eat and drink on time, baby!!" He said and laughed after.

"BABY YOUR FACE!!" You shouted back as you stuck out your tongue at him.

You are in the benches of your school's field, feeling the breeze od the wind hit you. As you are reading a book, feeling relaxed as it was already dismissal.

You were vibing at the music in your earphones, when someone sat beside you and took one of it and put it in his ear. You turned to look it was Camilo, as you deadpanned look at him.

"What? I wanna read too"

"You can't even focus on class, Milo" You said completly letting him do what he wants knowing you cant stop him.

"But I can focus on you" He said which cause you to smile, as he teased you poking your cheeks.

"stop it Camilo" You whined as he laughed at you.

"Anyways, how was your work going?"

"Not yet done but I think I need some rest first in order to be able to finish those, its fcking tiring"

"Just take a rest and you'll be fine"

"Why are you so nice?" You asked as he suddenly looked at your book, avoiding the question.

You just let him be and continue reading too, but in the middle of the reading session. You felt sleepy and unintentionally put your head on his shoulder, closing your eyes.

Camilo blushed and smile as he put the book on his lap and put his arms on your shoulder to secure you, as his fingers trace the locks of your hair.

He watched you as he smiled at how cute you are sleeping. He kissed your head and just stared at you completly letting you rest

"I like you, Y/N"

As the words come out his mouth, he continued reading not knowing you heard it.

[lucasisnormal]

We never thought you were the type

Class 1A x single Dad reader

Posted on the 30th July 2021

Single mother Class 1A x single dad reader

Not requested

Reader is 22.

Millie (y/n's daughter) is 4

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It was finnaly time for the, long awaited, class 1A reunion. Some were more excited then others, of course.

However, one young man was very nervous. This man was y/n l/n.

Since leaving UA he had become a very well-known pro-hero but he had a secret child no one knew about.

He wasn't originally going to take his daughter, but he had no choice because he couldn't find a babysitter in time and more importantly how excited Millie seemed to be, for no apparent reason.

So, he dressed her up in the new brightly coloured, sequin dress which she had insisted on having. He put on his new suit. And, he went.

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The young man and his daughter arrived at UA after a tiring thirty minute drive. It wouldn't have been so bad except from the fact that Millie had made the suggestion of putting a CD on. Which, the man gave no thought over. However, he instantly regretted his descion when he heard the frozen sound track. Don't get me wrong, he loved his daughter very much, but he didn't so much appreciate how loud Millie was.

Fortunately, it didn't last for long, when

y/n had to turn off the CD so that they could go inside.

Y/n was twenty minutes late, but that wasnt his fault when he had a toddler to deal with, aswell as himself.

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The man grabbed his daughters hand. Gently, pushing her into the large building.

As soon as he entered the entrance, all he could hear was the sounds of his former class members conversing.

He took a deep breath as he pushed open the door. Knowing he would be bombarded with questions as soon as he entered.

The room went silent.

A gasp was heard from the other end of the room. It was shortly followed with the tapping of heels.

"Y/N! I missed you so much! Who's this cutie pie? Are you babysitting?". Mina squeezed the little girls cheeks as she said this, gaining giggles from the young girl.

Y/n blushed. "Oh, this is my... daughter... Millie. Say hi Millie.."

Millie waved excitedly whilst saying, "Hi I'm Millie! I'm four!!!".

Lots of people came running up, towards the front of the large hall.

Everyone seemed to find Millie extremely cute. Which, she was.

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Millie had fallen asleep on her father's lap whilst eating.

Y/n took this as a time to talk to his former classmates.

"It's good to see you guys again, I didn't think I would be back here again.."

Suddenly denki exclaimed, "DUDE YOU NEVER TOLD US YOU HAD A KID!".

Everyone consequently sushed him. He quietly appolagised.

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They spent the rest of the evening talking about random school memories. Alot of the memories of y/n were things that he would not be caught dead doing now..

However, unfortunately the night had came to an end.

Everyone said their goodbyes and made their ways off.

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Y/n carried Millie back into the car and placed a spare blanket over her.

Overall, it was a great night.

He hoped to do this again one day.

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Chapter 3 complete

Any comments?

What did you like and what can I improve?

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[paulie-lombardos-boy-toy]

Can I please request ❝ no one’s ever done that to me before. ❞ with salie 💜💙

Let’s have fluff while I try to not dissassociate due to relapsed trauma 🙃🙃

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The ride back to Salieri’s was tense and all 3 men were staring out the window before Tommy pulled into an alley and parked the car. “I am not driving the rest of the way until you get whatever this…thing is, resolved.” he snapped and unbuckled his seatbelt before climbing out, leaving the other two men alone.

Paulie sat in the front seat trying to not fidget with his sleeve and Sam’s face was blank but internally he was panicking. They had gotten into an argument during their assignment and Sam said a few things that he instantly regretted saying when he saw the devastated look on Paulie’s face, who wiped his eyes and clapped back with a scathing remark about his father and how he shouldn’t get too cocky just because he’s busy sucking the Don off for favors, which rendered Sam speechless and Tommy stunned.

“I…I’m sorry. What I said…was not okay in any way.” Sam murmured as Paulie looked at his boyfriend with a mix of hurt and guilt in his eyes. “Or what I said as well Sammy. That was…way out of line and uncalled for.” he replied just as softly as Sam patted his lap, and with some difficulty, helped Paulie climb into the back seat and in his lap facing each other.

Paulie stroked Sam’s cheek and gazed into his eyes with a sad smile, a gesture the other man returned before looking away. “I promise I’m not doing anything…extra on the side Paulie, honest. I just.. It’s difficult because in this business, your life is essentially forfeit if the Don can’t rely on you and..that scares me Paulie. After years of…” Sam cuts off as tears well up and his body starts to tremble.

Paulie sushed him softly and wiped a few tears away. “I know.. I know and I’m so sorry Sam. No one should have to go through what you did and sometimes I forget it’s not just me who has childhood trauma. You are the Don’s favorite because everything you do is just..amazing. You give a 110 percent effort and you deserve what you have. Sometimes it feels like I don’t deserve you.” Paulie joked weakly and if he clung on tighter, Sam didn’t comment on it and pulled Paulie into a chaste kiss before deepening it.

After the two men pulled away, Sam sent a warm smile Paulie’s way and rubbed their noses together as he prepared himself. “Don’t say that Paulie. You deserve the world and sometimes it feels like I don’t appreciate you enough, a major opportunity on my part which I will work on. I… I may not be able to promise anything because anything can happen but… I won’t ever leave you alone. Not like your family. Just the idea of leaving a child to fend for themselves weeks at a time makes me so mad at times. You did not deserve that either and I’m so sorry Paulie.”

Paulie’s eyes widened and he could hardly hold back his own tears whenever he saw Sam pulled a small box from his pocket and opened the lid to reveal a black band sitting in the velvet bottom. Sam opened his mouth but Paulie silenced him with a kiss. “Yes. Yes yes yes.” Sam let out a joyful laugh and slipped the ring on the other man’s finger, who marveled at it and shot a warm smile of his own. “No one has ever…done that to me before. T-the comforting words I mean.” Paulie rambled as Sam pulled him into another kiss.

Tommy, meanwhile, was leaned against the brick wall and walked to the car and tapped the window. At the thumbs up, Tommy climbs back in and starts the car before continuing their drive back home, tension gone and a newly engaed couple in the backseat

[haechanniesunflowers]

Y/N's reaction to them being ill after the break up

Notes: this is part 2 of the break up series (is it really a series? Idk man all I know is that mitochondria is the powerhouse of the cell)

Warning(s): mentions of self-harming behavior, fainting, hospital, sickness, car accident

To read the break up part click here

Bang Chan

He regretted whatever he said but didn't have the heart to approach you first because he did you wrong by forgetting about the dates over and over again and now, you not being a phone call away was getting to him. So he did what he does best, buried himself in his work :') to forget about the break up. However he let things get out of hand, skipping meals and sleep. The boys didn't think much about it since he normally comes and goes when they're asleep or not at the dorms, anyway. Felix sensed something was wrong when Chan didn't respond to his texts, asking him if he wanted to go out for breakfast, lunch or dinner. He went to check up on him at his apartment, where he sometimes stayed when he didn't feel like coming to the dorms, but he wasn't there so he went straight to the studio. He finds Chan collapsed on the floor. "oh my God, hyung? Chan hyung?" he has Chan in his arms and calls their manager. Chan is hospitalized for dehydration, weakness and over-exhaustion. He doesn't gain complete consciousness, and keeps mumbling your name. Felix calls you to ask if everything is okay but to his surprise, you had no idea about what Chan had been upto for the past month. He meets up with you and you tell him what happened, he tells you about Chan's condition, making your already broken heart, break into finer pieces. You agree to see Chan and when you do, he's awake but looks like he's in a haze. You cry and take his hand in yours, he's attentive now and looks at you with wide eyes. "I'm so sorry" he says bitterly as he sobs. You kiss him "let's forget about it Chris, hmm?" you're both crying but happy to be reunited.

Lee Know

As much as he hates to admit it, he misses you so much. It hurts his pride because he put up a tough front but deep down he's longing for your touch. He's so sad about it and really hates himself for being ignorant and rude towards you, he takes it out on himself by dancing. All he does is practice dance routines everyday. His body is sore but he doesn't stop. With all the physical exercion he's doing, a sweet potato, an apple and salad won't make up for what his body demands. But does he listen to it? hell no. He keeps pushing himself to the edge, until one day, his body's like this ain't it bro and gives up on him. He's walking down the stairs with a bottle in his hand, feeling light headed and he collapses, falling down the stairs. Luckily (not really) Jisung hears his bottle fall on the staircase and goes to see if everything is alright. And everything is in fact not alright. He screams for help, the staff present on the floor all gathering around Lee Know's unconscious body. He's rushed to the hospital where their manager is told that he won't be able to walk or even sit up for a couple of weeks, oh and his right hand is dislocated from the fall. You see it on the news, and you can't stop yourself from going to him. He's laying, upset and angry at literally everything. He doesn't want the boys to see him, they completely understand and decide to give him space, telling him that they will always be here if he needs anything. But he needs you and they can't get you for him can they? They don't have to because you're already in his room, angry crying. "Minho I swear to God" he's really surprised, not expecting you to be here knowing that your pride is as big as his. "y/n you came!" "what have you done to yourself?" "it's really nothing, I just danced a bit too hard" "oh really, then explain that cast on your arm and not being able to sit up" "I fell down the stairs" "oh Minho, you're such a dunbass I know for a fact you haven't been taking care of yourself" "sshhhh please, I'm just glad you're here now" there's an awkward silence. You both say something and stop wanting the other to continue first. He starts "y/n I'm really embarrassed for acting the way I did, umm if you could give me another chance, I promise I..." no wait, he's not gonna repeat his mistakes again, making promises he can't keep. "I really really love you y/n, I feel like a fool sometimes when I absentmindedly think about you. I just want you to be around all the time, you make me happy" you blush at his words and squirm a little with your hands clasped "cute" he says and smirks. "I love you too Minho, I'm sorry for lashing out at you, I want us to be together again" he smiles warmly at you but in true Minho fashion, ruins the cute moment by saying "scratch the back of my knee for me please"

Changbin

He wasn't really ill, he just lost interest in things, not music though, that's his lifeline. The boys noticed that the only time he was not in the dorms was when he had a schedule or when he was busy with Chan and Jisung. Other than that he went straight to bed and didn't talk much. He gave up initiating a conversation, and only spoke when spoken to. Chan was growing increasingly concerned and asked him what was on his mind. He never gave a clear answer, always saying that he's tired or is not in the mood. But since he was behaving like this for almost a month now, it was beginning to effect his relationship with his members. Him and Lee Know would clash often, causing unrest among the group. Minho would always say that he was joking or that he wasn't even talking to him but Changbin was being aloof or rude to him and as his dongsaeng, it was wrong of him. One day Chan sat him down, "tell me what's up" "nothing" "this isn't the Changbin we know. Now I don't know if you've noticed or not and at this point I don't think you even care but whatever is going on with you is negatively effecting the team. If you don't want to talk about it then it's your choice but at least don't make things hard for the team. We can't work like this, this is our brotherhood and..." Chan stops talking when he sees tears in Changbin's eyes. "hyung..." he doesn't want to cry but he does, and reluctantly holds onto his arm "I miss y/n so much, I didn't know it would effect me this much God I'm so stupid. Why did I even talk back" he says, in sadness. Chan comforts him and tells him he'll do something about it. In any other situation, Changbin would've dealt with his problems himself but he trusted Chan and let him help. You got a phone call from Chan at work so you didn't pick up. If you trusted anyone in Stray Kids other than Changbin, it was Chan. So you make sure to call him back during your break and agree to meet with him at a small pastry shop. He tells you about Changbin and how it's effecting the team, making you concerned because that's not your Changbin. You call him later that day and he instantly picks up "hello y/n?" "hey uh how are you?" "I'm good" there's a pause. "I really miss you" he finally says. You're silent. "I know I didn't prooritize you enough and forgot about our dates or even spending time with you and asking how you were and how your day went. Fuck I can't believe it but I ignored our relationship for my own personal gains and that was so wrong and you know what I-"" Changbin" "yeah?" "you're rambling, stop, I love you and I want to get back together but you need to apologize to your members too". 'Thank God' he thought to himself.

Hyunjin

Our boy tried contacting you, but you blocked him from everywhere. He loved you dearly and didn't want to give up on you because he knew you were still in love with him too. It was obvious to everyone that something was going on in his life and he was visibly struggling everyday. Every time he made a mistake in the dance, he would scream and slap his head, Seungmin had to step in and bring him back to his senses. After a little buddy to buddy chat, he poured his heart out, crying harder than ever to Seungmin. He offers to talk to you on his behalf but Hyunjin declines saying that Seungmin doesn't have to clean the mess he made and also you won't spare Seungmin a glance anyway, like once you were done, you don't want anything to do with it. Hyunjin himself goes to your apartment to talk to you but you're not home. He waits for you on the stairs, determined to talk to you. 2 hours in it starts raining and it's so cold since the weather is transitioning for autumn to winter, shit he says but it's okay, he'll still wait for you. 3 more hours pass and you finally show up, passing him because you don't recognize the man sitting in the cold cold rain with his head dipped, wearing all black. You open your front door and hear your name "Y/N i-it's me, hi" he's freezing, your eyes soften and you pull him in telling him to change out of his clothes, handing him a towel. After a while you go to check up on him but he's still in his boxers and undershirt with the towel around his neck. He sees you and says "can we talk please" "no" you say "get dried I'll get you your clothes, I was gonna return them anyway" he starts coughing a little and sneezes, your eyes widen. Did he catch a cold?? you think because he had always been the sensitive type. The next thing you know you're sitting next to him, drying his hair. He grabs your wrist and says "I really miss you" and you fear that he's going to read your face now. He knows you so well after all and catches on, he knows you miss him too. Slowly leaning forward, giving you enough time to react, he goes in for a kiss. You sob in his arms for a while. "Hyunjin don't you ever, EVER leave my side again, I missed you so much you have no idea I was hurting" he sushes you. Now changed to dry clothes you're both cuddling in your bed when you realize something "...uh Hyunjin? did you kiss me after you mf sneezed and coughed??" oops "don't ruin the moment y/n let's be sick and in love together".

Han

You're both gloomy and hurting but that doesn't stop you from acting normal. Y'all literally make people laugh lift the mood and cry yourself to sleep at night. So when you're mentioned by Lee Know in front of the boys, asking how you were, Jisung didn't let anyone find out that you guys broke up, and replied casually that you were doing okay but really busy in your life. He tells him he wants to meet you but Jisung brushes it off saying that he just said you're busy. Lee Know is determined to get Jisung to call you at least and by the end of this, he has his answer. "you guys aren't talking to each other, are you?" Lee Know says proudly. Han gives a little nod, running his fingers through his hair. "hyung I need to clear my head, I'm going on a drive" Han says and Lee Know says "okay but be back in time for the third practice, I'm going to show you guys the choreography I made for the new song". 4 hours later everyone is wondering where Han is. Lee Know says that Jisung will be there, he couldn't have forgotten about the practice. Right? When more time passed, the guys continued without him, since he's not answering the phone either (Chan making a mental note to scold him for it). Finally, annoyed and concerned, Lee Know asks around for your phone number from mutual friends and calls you. "I want to talk to Jisung, give him the phone" is the first thing he says "excuse me?" "y/n it's Minho, I need to speak with Jisung, tell him to answer his damn phone and get his ass back to practice room before I whoop it" "...he's not here, I haven't seen him for a month now" Lee Know's eyes widen "then where did he go". The boys go to the dorms, extremely concerned when their manager calls Chan telling him Jisung got into a car accident. Now there's unrest and anxiety in the dorm. Chan and Minho go to the hospital with their manager. Lee Know already texted you about the details. Luckily he's not severely injured, only a neck sprain and a few bruises, nothing a weeks rest and herbal medicine can't fix. Jisung sees three pairs of eyes all filled with anger and concern. You, Chan and Minho scold him on his way back to the dorms, taking turns to tell him how irresponsible he was and what they're going to do to him once he gets home. But once he gets home, Chan and Minho let you at him first. You scold him again and he apologizes. You know what he's apologizing for so you kiss him with Chan trying not to go aww in the back and Minho making a perverted sound. You know Jisung wants reassurance about the relationship so you say "see you tomorrow" before leaving him with Chan and Minho cracking their knuckles behind a smiling Jisung.

Felix

This little baby will be upset all the time. Growing increasingly hard on himself over the month, being more clingy towards Chan. Like when Chan is just sitting there working, Felix would grab a chair next to him and rest his head on his back. And when Chan shifts in the seat, he would even sit on the floor, with his head against Chan's leg, playing games on his phone. As much as Chan loved Felix relying on him and being soft and clingy, he was on to him. Taking him out to eat one day, he'd ask him about it. Felix got embarrassed and tells him he doesn't want to talk about it right now. After dinner, they went for a walk, talking and laughing. Felix feels happy after so long, hugging Chan out of nowhere telling him how much he appreciates him and his brotherly love. Chan rubs his hair and back, not wanting to ask the question again. It's as if Felix read his mind, "y/n and I broke up" that answers everything. Chan listens to Felix patiently and gives him great advice, telling him that he needs to tell you that if the relationship really has no future, he needs closure, and if there's still hope, you two should sit down and talk (not acting on our own advice are we Chan). Felix texts you that he has something important to say and calls you later to say what Chan said. You thought that was very mature of him, clearly knowing Chan and him had a talk. You two meet, Felix fiddling with his fingers anxiously, not knowing where the conversation will go. "I'm very sorry y/n, I know I neglected you and took you for granted but if you give me just one chance, I will change. I promise to treat you better" you smile at this "Felix, let's not make promises right now, because we don't know what will happen in the future and what our circumstances allow, and I forgive you. I really missed you and your cute snuggles" Felix is shy and you hug him.

Seungmin

He was very understanding of how you felt and what you were going through. He felt it was best to give you space to clear your head so you could figure your feelings out. This is how he thought was best to deal with the situation, to give you all the time in the world while he just waits. But this did not prove to be the best for him as he was mostly lost in thought. How you were, did you eat, how was your day, did you have a shoulder to cry on, were you healthy and happy. He needed the answers, it was making him anxious. So it wasn't long that he started forgetting about things. Always being stressed out about your well-being. He started to lose focus on the choreography which made the others upset. Once, twice, thrice, this kept happening. He was bumping into the others or forgetting his cue. Everyone started getting irritated and it was time for a group meeting. Seungmin was more than embarrassed and was even more embarrassed to state the reason. And when he did, everyone else was speechless. He apologized and promised to stay more focused. After practice he went out for a walk alone. Hyunjin followed him and told him he wanted to talk. He convinced Seungmin to go and talk to you but he said you needed space. Hyunjin was like you got space for a month to decide, it's time Seungmin went and asked you, rather than suffering like this. He went with him there. He was scared to knock on your door so while arguing, Hyunjin knocked the door hard and hid behind the wall. Seungmin did the I'll kill you later son hand action and Hyunjin showed a finger heart. You opened the door, not expecting to see him. To his dismay, you looked weak and exhausted. His smile faded and he felt hurt. "y/n you don't look so good" "hi to you too Seungmin" you say sarcastically. "I don't know what to say y/n I'm here to tell you I'm really sorry for being a jerk and I really miss you, like really really miss you. You've been on my mind all the time and I can't stop loving you. Please forgive me, I want to be with you again, please" you've been waiting for him to say this so you tear up and hug him. "I missed you so damn much baby" you say. "tell her how you ruined the choreography too" Hyunjin says from behind the wall.

IN

He shut everyone and everything out. He acted normal but was numb inside. He couldn't believe this was happening to him. He was so happy in his work and with you, what went wrong. The older boys tried talking to offer comfort and help in their own ways. Changbin decided to treat him to Korean BBQ, to cheer him up even for just a little while. They were out, just the 2 of them, eating and enjoying talking about anything and everything. Just as he was drinking coke, his eyes found a familiar face, and with the mental connection you two had, you instantly looked his way. The eye contact you two had was filled with emotions. He could see the stress and hurt in your eyes and you saw the emptiness and longing in his. You got up and so did he, walking towards each other, you both hugged, loving the feeling. You both missed each other so much and the way you hugged each other showed that. He told you he was with Changbin, him waving to you behind Jeongin and you told him you were with your flatmates. Agreeing to meet each other later that night you went back to your tables. Changbin sees the change in IN's aura, he seems happier and less tense. "I'm happy that you're happy IN-ee" IN is all smiles. "listen, if anyone asks, I helped" "ah hyung stop" "okay okay I'm just saying that if someone asks if I helped just say yes" both of them laugh. IN and you keep exchanging happy looks and when you meet at night, you kiss him. "I missed you so much baby" he says to you.

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Oh!! Oh!! I just read through the yandere!Spirit post and oh my goodness I'm in love??? I didn't expect him to fit the yandere spectrum so nicely, hah! Just wondering tho, what exactly does he see as "punishment" and exactly how severe does it get? ((If you have the motivation/time, maybe some aftercare examples too??))

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Hey, thanks so much for your kind words, Anon! They mean a lot to me, and I'm so glad you enjoy my writings! Out of all the FnF characters, I always thought Spirit would fit in the yandere trope best, you know? Just his lore and all that stuff, made him fit right in, in my eyes at least. But here you go! I hope you enjoy what I made for you, and don't be shy when it comes to requesting anything else you want done in the future, or if you want anything adjusted! ( :̲̅:̲̅:̲̅[̲̅:♡:]̲̅:̲̅:̲̅:̲̅) ☆ - Spirit knows you like the back of his hand. Every small detail that you might not even realize about yourself, he knows damn well. Your pain tolerance, the exact amount of damage your body can withstand before doing under, and everything else in between. Spirit is also very calculated and put together. If you do something punishment worthy, rest assured that to him, your punishment will be accurate and justified ☆ - He loathes the fact that your behavior is requiring strict discipline. He doesn't want to hurt you. Really, that's the absolute last thing he wants to do. He'd much rather spend the evening in your arms than with a knife to your throat. But, alas, he has to do what he has to do. If he wants you to love him, then he really has to hone into the fact that he'd do anything for your love and affection ☆ - Punishments can vary, sometimes he doesn't even go for hurting you yourself, but your family and friends. One occasion he could just use his abilities to quickly snap your legs so you can't run away again, while on another occasion he can force you to watch the brutal murder of a loved one. It doesn't matter to Spirit, as long as you learned and as long as you know how much he adores you ☆ - Spirit was never one to use human-made devices. He found them completely inferior (Which, technically, they were. Compaired to his demonic abilities that is). Why would he use some silly invention when he could use his own powers and get a much greater effect? However, sometimes, if he's in too much of a loving mood to put you through physical pain, the option of using those human-made inventions and weapons to make your blood run cold is always on the table. Whatever it takes, he always thinks to himself. Whatever it takes ☆ - Aftercare with him is sickeningly sweet. A harsh contrast from the brutality and violence you were just subjected too. He'll place you in his lap and rub your back in a smooth circular motion, sushing you as if you were nothing more than a young child having a bad dream and not a torture victim. He'll be as reassuring as he possibly can be, letting you know that he completely forgives you. You're allowed to do stupid things and make silly mistakes, you're human. And as much as it irritates and enrages him, that's what you humans do ☆ - You're always Spirit's top priority. And if you're good enough, you can use that to your advantage. Beg, cry, sob, profusely apologize, do everything you can and you might tug on his heartstrings just enough for him to let you off the hook. Just this time though, and he'll let you know that while sighing and ruffling the hair on the top of your head. But really, don't do it again. If you misbehave even after he let you off the hook he'll feel absolutely crushed and manipulated, as well as betrayed. And trust me, you don't want to make him feel any of those things, especially all three at once ☆ - Spirit is very good at dressing human wounds and injuries. Despite not being in contact with many, he's shockingly knowledgeable about human anatomy and how to treat injuries and sicknesses. So, you can sleep easy at night knowing you won't go into shock or bleed out from your injuries ☆ - Spirit doesn't want to traumatize you, that's not his intention. Once again, he HATES having to bring you harm, whether it be physical or mental. He just wants you to be happy, and he'll remind you of that while you're shivering and sobbing in his arms from what you've just gone through because of him. He just wants you to love him back. He's desperate. Starved of affection and starved of contact,

and here you are. The only one who gave him the time of day, the only one who loved him so much that you spent all your time trying to figure out how to free him. ☆ - Speaking of which...he's scared. He's scared you regret letting him go. He's scared that you despise him. This fear has gotten him to the point where he broke down in front of you, falling to his knees before you and holding his face in his hands while sobbing. Please, tell him you don't regret it. Tell him you don't want him back in that sick pixelated prison while kissing the top of his head. Please, just tell him you still love him. It's all he wants. Really, he doesn't want anything more

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To The Past Part 1

For this story take places after endgame, wandavision, loki, and the falcon and the winter soldier except because i love the characters tony was able to receive medical attention after he snapped surviving it rogers did return the stones except the soul stone is a soul for a soul so when he returned he had Natasha with him spiderman far from home still happened sort of.

Everyone has obviously made up from civil war Bucky has given Tony his space he needs though he is trying to seek his forgiveness Tony still finds it hard but has come around on the fact he can't blame Bucky for what happened When an old enemy reappears Hydra. Realizing that they if they could change the past they could finally stop them once and for all so the head back to the 1940’s directly after shield was created and after captain crashed the plane to save the world steve also never shaved because he looks much better with the beard bucky did cut his hair steve enjoys his on the run gear more so he still wears his darker colored uniform sam never became the captain and redwing survived

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As the team geared up in there uniforms the head back in time the blue prints laid out for camp Lehigh after shield took it over deciding where to enter the building via the time loop they decided they need all the help they could get in this time so they decided that peggy and howard would be first on the list they found a room the was on a lower more secure level near Howards office that would be easiest to get into for the mission. Those going on the mission were Steve, Bucky, Sam, Tony, Thor, Rocket, Groot, Natasha, Clint, Bruce, Wanada, Rhodey, and Shuri. As they geared up the team didn't speak much; they all had a common enemy and a lot of pent up feelings in the past, mostly tony steve and bucky. They all made their way to the center area for time travel hank pym and his family standing work on the computers around Scott and Hope would both be joining them in the past. Hank was proud of Tony he didn't care for Howard but Tony seemed like a good kid alot like Howard but so different at the same time. After hugs where given the all went throw the machine to the 1940’s landing in the abandoned room the choose it had worked they quietly made their way to the door peeking out they didn't see anyone the clock read 11pm but there he Was in his office Howard Stark working with a open bottle of whiskey, Tony and Steve shared a look the tension rising as the watched him work for a few minutes until there was some yelling down the hall and Peggy made her way down the hall with two men, one Tony remembered very well as Edwin Jarvis but the other he had assumed to be Daniel Sousa he had never met him but the limp and the stories he heard he assumed they all sat quietly as the made there way to Howard's office peggy ranting more like yelling at them “I don’t care if he thinks his work is to busy for this he needs to be told something has to be done besides creating a new project or finding steve's body!” as she made her way into Howards office the duct a bit not being seen she had a tear running down her cheek “HOWARD STARK” he looked up fear in his eyes as she rarely said his name like that she crossed her arms as Steve and Tony shared a knowing look about her tone everyone else had to hid there laughs though Daniel seemed to notice a strange noise they duct to stop him from seeing them and he brushed it off a bit peggy continued at howard though “Where were you today?” he Answered in a stutter “i.. I Was here working, why?” She rolled her eyes and said “ And where were you supposed to be today?” Howard took a moment and realized the date being the third year that Steve had died. He made a promise to Peggy to spend the day with her “ah… Peg im so sorry i forgot im such an idiot i should have been there.” she sniffles crying “But you weren't there three years Howard Three years since he died and you couldn't even be there for anyone you hide here working on what?” Howard lowered his head, a tear rolling down his face “I was working on a time machine to go back and stop him from crashing the plane Peg.” Rhodey let a laugh slip thinking about how much Tony was Like His dad only to realize Daniel heard it. Tony and Steve shared a grin realizing he messed up and they could hold it over him. Daniel had pulled his gun sushing everyone but Howard didn't get the hint and asked “Daniel what are you doing?” Daniel responded in a whisper “there is someone in that room right there.” as he pointed. “No there is not. I would have known I'd been here all day.” Howard responded.The avengers realizing Daniel would not let it go decided to pretend they didn't know what was happening when the door opened they were all staring in random directions while some where even whistling. Peggy Jarvis Daniel And Howard opened the door with full surprise as 15 people stood there acting like they didn't see them but Daniel raised his gun Saying “you guys are trespassing on private property hands up!” but the first to respond was Steve taking the time to joke he had recently become quite the jokester spending too much time around Tony, he looked down from

looking at the ceiling and walked to the front of the group “Hey guys so uhm, come here often?” Peggy pulled her gun on Steve “whoever you are, this is a real sick joke showing up as Captain Rodgers on his 3 year mark of his death.” It was Tony who stepped in this time “ alright let's put the guns down and let us explain who and why we are here and captain nice joke I see I'm rubbing off on you.” They all stared in shock for a minute until they decided they were out numbers and dropped their weapons “Start Explaining” Peggy said with her hands on her hips. Thor piped in with “I see why you loved her, Rogers the sas fits you perfectly.” making steve Blush and look at the ground Tony made a vomit action and started to speak “We are the Avengers we are from the future and we came back to deal with Hydra once and for all because they grow to large in the future and almost destroy the world multiple times and end up tainting Shield forcing us to remove Shield.” With that they started not believing it so Toni pulled out his holographic phone and played videos from some of their encounters and they realized they were telling the truth. Peggy looks at Steve once more “are you… are you really here?” staring in shock “yeah sorry i missed our dance, but you found yourself a better partner then me.” As he sends a knowing look at Sousa, making them both blush and Sousa become intimidated, Steve continues “Don’t worry I'm happy for you guys.”

At that Peggy ran to Steve hugging him as an old friend was crying. “We have to get to work, we need to attack Hydra now we know where they are located already, we just need the manpower.” Tony said Breaking the silence and with that Howard spoke “Can we atleast get your names? If we are working together.” Tony nods and introduces everyone pointing as he speaks about people “I am Tony Stark also known as Iron Man your son, Captain Rogers known as Captain America, Thor King of Asgard a different plant God of Thunder, Shuri princess of Wakanda more intelligent than me and you combined, Bruce Banner known as The Hulk or Professor hulk now, Rhody known as war machine also my best friend, Hope Van Dyne known as the Wasp Hank Pym's daughter, Scott long known as Ant-man dating hope pym doesn't like that, Sam Wilson The Falcon Caps Best Friend #2, Rockett he a raccoon that was a test subject in a different galaxy, Groot hes a tree, Wanda also know as scarlett Witch dont fuck with her she hates hydra more then anyone, Natasha Romanoff Known as the Black Widow russian spy likes betting up the super soldiers.” With that there was a pause to take everything in and for Tony to catch a breath as Clint from the venting shaft jumps down and says “I'm Clint Barton American Spy also known as Hawkeye though you will need to speak up sometimes I have a hard time hearing.” as there was another pause as Howard asked “you said sam is the captain's 2nd best friend? I assume I'm the First right?” chuckling a bit Tony responds “no Bucky Barnes is his 1 bestfriend.” Howard pales a bit “ Bucky died though.” at that bucky landed behind but in between Tony and Steve making the 4 people jump not expecting it as he stood a blank stare he always wore on his faces not smiling showed. Tony spoke “And Bucky Barnes also known as caps bestfriend, the now ex winter soldier know known as the white wolf of Wakanda dont fuck with him he could kill all of us in this room currently.” with that bucky smirking at Tony and Howard just looking at him paler than before anyone could respond Howard asked “The winter soldier is you? How did you survive?” bucky froze and then responded “when the 107 was taken i was tested on it helped me survive the fall Hydra found me removed my arm and gave me the super soldier serum.” there was a pause as Shuri walked up to comfort Bucky “after i had healed the scrambled my brain making me forget everything i was and trained to be a cold killer i have the memories but i wasn't in control i remember all the faces of those i killed the innocents and and the murderers i regret it but i had no control over it.” a single tear rolled down his and Tony's check as Tony hugged him finally gave his full forgiveness.

[foreverfangirlalways]

Limes (part 1)

Summery- Virgil has a crush, and when his friend realize it and figure out who it is, chaos and bad puns ensues.

Ship- Analogical

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It was a gorgeous day at Sides High. The sun was shining, the birds were chirping, and Virgil was glaring holes into the back of his crushes head so hard he didn’t even realize he had started growling. “... can you even believe the audacity of them? Denying me 8 shots of espresso in my frappuccino? Like, come on....” Remy’s rant over Starbucks’ (completely natural and sane) refusal to make him a health hazard drink was interrupted when he heard his best friend growling. Remy looked at Virgil, and sure enough, he was making the face. “Virgil, babes?” “What is it Remy?” Virgil bit out, looking startled at the harshness of his own voice. “You're making the face.” “What face? This is my normal face?” Remy leveled Virgil a look, peering at him over his sunglasses. “You know, the look that you give people when you want to shove them into a wall? Though I still haven’t figured out what context this glare is in yet...” Virgil looked at his best friend, dumbfounded. “What? I do not have a ‘I want to shove you into a wall look’!” Remy smirked, already recognising Virgil’s deflection tactic and realizing that his dear emo is hiding something. “Of course you do V! Emile, Dee, and I have become adept and learning what your expressions mean, especially after you punched Micheal for treating Elliot like trash by pushing him and calling him a needy freak.” “Yeah, well, Micheal deserved it.” Virgil grumbled. “There is no doubt about that babe, but that doesn’t take away from the fact that you are avoiding telling me who you are staring at and why.” Virgil turned a different, but still harsh, glare to Remy. “You’ve been hanging around Emile too much. And I’m not glaring at anyone, so drop it.” Remy started laughing obnoxiously, making the study hall teacher sush him. Remy quieted down, and looked at Virgil again. “I’m spending too much time with my boyfriend? Pshhh, bitch please. Also, you were glaring at someone, I took pictures, and if you don’t get your ass out of denial soon, I will show them to Dee to figure out who it is, and then to Patton and see what he has to say about you being such a ‘meanie’ to one of your fellow students.” Remy became very pleased with how much paler Virgil had gotten. Looks like Virgil will tell me now! He thought. He thought wrong. “You know what?” Virgil asked, “Go ahead. Ask Dee, I doubt he will even recognise the back of some guys head, and you hardly ever see Patton, so nice try.” Remy leveled Virgil with a look that had him immediately regret his outburst, and smirked. “Ok, thanks for the permission.” Remy stated, turning back to his long-forgotten coffee. Virgil was terrified, but refused to show it and give Remy the pleasure of knowing he got to him. *** *** *** ***

[thisartemisnevermisses]

Going Under 6/-

Paring: Mostly Steve Rogers x Reader; little Clint Barton x Reader

Warnings: angst, fluff, out of character acting, probable smutt in later chapters, sad reader, broken, sweet ending.

Summary: You work as head oversight for the Avengers. After a party and a little kiss, you start crushing on Steve. Only an event from you’re rookie years, is sabotaging the possibility of your crush to evovle into something more.

A/N: My writing is getting better with every chapter. I’m notice that finding the wright words gets easier. Here’s another long chapter, with some steamy fluff. Enjoy Going Under.

Chapter 6: Lithium

“Y/n stop it, that’s nonsense.” Bucky says angry, “If I thought about you in that way, I wouldn’t bother asking you, your side of the story. I’m sorry for that ass of a best friends. They way he reacted was not okay.” Bucky said smiling mockinly, taking a slight glance at Steve.

“The next day we had to report to Fury in the Avengerstower. Steve was also there, he apologized to me.” You smile, remembering your talk with Steve.

"y/n, where were you. We were looking for you." Callie and Lexi walk into the quinjet, both of them draging one of the man of your team. Both were shitface drunk, and clinging onto Callie and Lexi. "Fury wants to talk to us about..." Lexi stops talking, seeing your face. Your eyes are red and your make-up is running from the tears you've shed. "Fury can wait." Callie says and starts the engine of the quinjet. "Let's get back to home." The next morning, you're up early, trying to connect the server for updates. Sipping at you're freshly brewn cup of coffee, you welcome Owen into the room. He complaints about the noise you're making and the pounding headache he’s got. Offering him a cup of coffee, makes him hurl and sprint for the badroom. You chuckle at his failed attempt to outdrink a God.

Everyone is slowly waking up and joining you one by one in the commen room. Owen and Avery hiss at every sound and wear sunglasses, dramatizing their hangover. Once the team is compleet Robins start to brief you on the request of Fury. Ordering you to leave as soon as the briefing is over.

You’re sitting in the quinjet, nervous as hell, chewing your lip. What had Fury to talk about, that it even couldn't wait a day. After that short briefing, Robins had sent you off to the Avengerstower. Excluding all important information for you.

You look around in the quinjet, Lexi and Calli are chatting while in the cockpit. Owen and Avery have a death aura surrounding them. What an idiots, not man enough to handle their hangover. What if Fury wants to split the team up. For nearly 8 years they where your home, your family. The ones that stoot by you through every important event. Thinking of saying goodbye, made you sad. You shake the thought out of you’re head and decide to join the girls in their talk.  

Once you where in the tower, Hill had ordered all of you to sit in the kitchen/diningroom. Avery and Owen were hidding in the corner of the diningroom. Trying to get some sleep. Callie sat on a stool and Lexi decided too sit ontop of the counter. You were pouring yourself a cup of coffee, really needing the caffeine shot. Callie was talking about a guy she met yesterday and how sloppy his kisses where. She compared him to Lassie the dog. Lexi almost fell backward from the counter. Igniting another wave of laughs. It felt good to laugh, the events yesterday made you feel like that rookie agent of 10 years ago. You were a grown woman and didn't need to apoligize. Nor be treated like a nobody. Owen yells at you for laughing to loud. Having a pounding headache and feeling like shit. "Well, you should't drink that much if you can't hold it." you yell the last part, earning a growl from Owen.

Your conversation gets interrupted with the distant sound of two low voices chatting. Rounding the corner were Steve and Bucky. Steve stopped talking, once he saw you standing in the kitchen. He looked at you, but didn't make eyecontact. Seeing the supersoldier before you, made you blush. An electric jolt goes through you, remembering last nights kiss. How his hands where everywhere, how he kissed you and they made you feel dizzy.

"Y/N can we talk?" Steve interupts the silence, looking at you, ignoring the looks from the others. Earning a low hustle from Bucky, Avery and Owen. "Oh, sush you guys." Setting your cup on the contour. "Do not, I repeat do not touch my coffee! I mean IT Avery, don't touch it." looking at Avery who flipps you off.

Lexi squeezes your shoulder, looking worried at you. "Don't do anything I wouldn't do." Callie winks at you "Oh, and don't forget to make a fist with you're thumb on the outside. It won’t break your tumb, when you hit him!" She shouts after you. --------------Your talk with Steve--------------

"Listen y/n I want to apologie for my behaviour yesterday." Steve starts, his hands in his pockets and trying to make eyecontact.

"Tjee, ya think." snapping at him, avoiding his eyes. There so mesmerazing. Even if he treated you wrong, you still feel a pull towards him. You feel a little flame in the pit of your stomach. The effect that Steve has on you, feels disturbing. Are you even ready to let all of those feeling into your life again?

"Could you at least look at me, I'm trying here." Steve moves closer, demanding a reaction from you. Taking a step back, your back hits the wall behind you. Were you a trained agent, well so much for checking your envirenmont and exits-point. Great strategie.

Breathing out, you look Steve in the eye. "What do you expect, Captain Rogers?" You bite at him, oh god he stands so close, he's so freaking tall. With one step, he could close the gap between you and him. You would stand chest to chest, feeling how the other breaths. Just you're uniform sepperating your bodies from eachother. You become aware of his warmt and scent, your breathing speeds up. This doesn't go unnoticed by Steve. "Are you okay?" He asks concern in his voice.

"I'm fine." You snarl, letting out a shaky breath. Why does he have that effect on you. There is a logical explanation for all of this, you're sure of it. Maybe it's because of your lack of sex, yeah that's logical.  

"Really, it seems too me, your breathing irregular and your face is flushed." Steve leans in closer, closing the gap between the both of you.

"Are you really fine." he whispers in your ear. If your weren't that mad at him, you would jump him. How you loved to rome your hands over his chest, tracking every muscle. Your breath is caught in your throat, biting your lip.

Steve leans back, enough to make eyecontact, "It doen't seem like your fine." he says while ghosting his lips over yours. You only have to lean in and you could kiss him. Likking your lips, seeing Steve looking at them, makes you desire him even more. Does he want this too? Should you take the leap?

Within a second the moment is over and Steve takes a step back. You immediatly miss his warmt and regret not responding to his almost kiss.

"I was out of line, I didn't want to intimidatie you. You.....have an affect on me and I don't know what to do with it." Steve confesses bashful.

You smile at his confession, a color spreading over your cheeks, looking to the ground. Should you confess to? Steve’s feeling bolt and leans against the wall, capturing you between him and the wall.

You look up into his eyes, they show how sincerely he meant this. You let out a sigh "Well Captain..," you start.

“Hey Cap, were expected , briefing starts in 5." Clint interrupts. He sees you standing with Steve. Greeting you with a grin. Just fucking great, out off all people, this asshole does see you talking to Steve. Seeing the way Steve shifts on his feet, avoiding eye contact and flushed cheecks, makes you sad. Is it so hard to be with you, speak with you, without behaving like an idiot. Is it a crime to interact with you. How foolish of you to believe you had a shot at romance. Maybe Steve talked to Clint and would think you're a quick fuck.

Angry you speak up "You know Captain Rogers, I don't need your apologie, nor your company. I was foolish to think that you were nice and meant well. I thought I learnt my lesson, but I guess not.” Vile is all over your face and tears stinging in your eyes.

"No, really, I was out of line saying that too you yesterday and just now, please accept my apologie." Steve says caught offguard, surprised by your reaction. This wasn't going the way he would liked it to go. He wanted to make it up to you, even aks you out. He can't hold himself in your presence. He wants to kiss you, be intimate with you, take you over and over again. He felt like a teenage boy, who's hormones are raging. And now you're angry with him, because off his stupid behaviour.

"Ooh.." you shuckle spiteful, "Fool me once shame on you, fool me twice shame on me. Yesterday I had loved to know you better, today I pass." Your eyes are hard and show disappointment.

"I'm sorry, let me make it up to you. I acted like an ass and really like to get to know you, I'm not fooling around. It was so nice and refreshing talking to you yesterday." Steve takes your hands in his, staring in your eyes.

You open your mouth to reply, but decided not too. Rethinking what you want to say, you look at Steve "I need to think, Captain." and you walk away. Walking back to the kitchen you scold yourself, there goes your shot at romance. How could you be so foolish, thinking that an Avenger would be interested in you. Love wasn't kind to you, you had loving friends and there it stopped. Experiencing something like an relationship was not reserved for you. You blame karma for it, being a homewrecker, made you lose your shot at love. Thinking about the grin Clint had worn when he saw the both of you, made your stomach turn, asshole. On the other hand, Steve seemed sincere and really sorry. Maybe you should think about it, giving the both of you another chance. A fresh start would be nice. 

“There you are, y/n Fury is ready for us.” Callie calls, running towards you. “He, you okay?” She asks, laying an arm on your shoulder.

--------------In the office--------------

“Welcome, beta team.” Fury motions for all of you to sit. “I want to talk about joining the Avengers. As an analyzing and colleteralinterpet team. As you have noticed those idiots, are wrecking havoc with their way off running missions. We all know how New York looks like after their encounter with the Chitauri, lets not forget the way Sokovia looks after Ultron. At the moment all leaders are talking about an accord, binding the priveliges of the Avengers. We want to keep the Avengers the way it is and prevent that fucking accord." Fury ends his speach.

"If I'm correct, you want all of us, to join the Avengers, to oversee their missions. To prevent collateral?" You ask, looking at your teammates. Fury wouldn't have all of you here, if he didn't mean the whole team. "Including Robins?" you look at Fury, he eyes you and huffs. "Robins, gets a new team of rookies. Coulson warned him, to use your full potential. He didn't, but I will." He answers. "You will be leading this team." Looking straight at you, earning small coughs and gasps from your teammates.

"Sir, I don't think..." Fury interups you. "Agent y/l/n/, as I told you almost 8 years ago, don't fucking doubt my descisions. You can do that, you're more than capable." Fury adds, his eyes soft, knowing it will be tough on the first months.

“Yes sir. I will do my best.” You smile, looking at your team. “And we will help you, you can do it.” Lexi smiles at you, the rest of your team nods.

“If that’s all sir, I would like to consulate my team how to start.” Standing up from your chair, you wait for Fury to react. All he does is nod and continues his paperwork.

When you exit the office of Fury, Steve is leaning against the wall of the frontoffice. You walk by, he watching you, searching for contact. Deciding to ignore him, his head drops in dissapointment. Once your past him, you turn around, "Hè Rogers, wanna make it up to me..Well here's your chance..were going to work together." you smile at him. Hopefully this was the wright decision.

“Fury asked us two years ago. The choice of becoming the Avengers analyse-team was easy. Hoping that working together would lead to seeing Steve more often. We started the next day with evaluating of all of your missions and reading information about all of you. Preparing a colleteralplan and an advisory report for future missions. It was a hell of a job, but we managet it, meanwhile I was starting crushing on Steve and found it difficult to interact with him, at least when it was about small talk. When the missions didn’t go as plannend, everything went from bad to worse.” Sipping at your coffee, you look at the clock. You’ve been talking for nearly two hours. Bucky had let you talk freely about your expericence, asking a question once in a while. It was relieving to tell your story to Bucky. But at the moment he seemed distracted. He was looking away and making wierd faces. Was he talking to someone? Shit, was someone sitting behind you, listening to every word you say. Were they fooling you again. With one swift movement you stand up, surprising the two man. Bucky and Steve look at you, you stare wide-eyed at Steve. “For how long have you been sitting there?” you ask.

[invcntion]

☼ - Percy / Nate

who would be the one to randomly adopt a puppy without consultation: look nate is soft deep down, he will see a puppy and he will have to have it, nothing percy says will be able to change that decisionwho would force the other to take aesthetic pictures of them: lmao percy when he’s got a badass outfit and eyeliner on. and you just know that one of those pictures is nate’s phone wallpaper who would do stuff they think is stupid just to make the other one happy: BOTH OF THEM. these boys are closet idiots who want to make each other smile. that’s a fact. who picks out the horror movies to watch just so the other will cling to them: percy picks all the scary movies and nate lowkey puts an arm round him as they shuffle closer throughout every one of them who is constantly studying and who is constantly trying to distract them: whenever percy’s working on a big case or something at home nate so gets bored and tries to distract him, normally by pointing at the pictures like ‘ah yes, he tried to stab me once’ who initiates the facetime calls whenever they’re separated: they both do! who is more likely to storm out after a fight and who is more likely to cry when they do: nate storms out, he gets really short tempered but he also gets super anxious and it’s just his way of dealing with things without saying something he’s going to regret. but then i don’t really see percy being a crier? they’re just both miserable about it until making up.who stays up way too late binge-watching their favorite shows: they do together and it’s just soft cuddling and falling asleep on the couch part way through breaking bad!who bites the other’s ear when they’re feeling frisky: lmao in my mind i see this being percy but quite frankly it’s probably both of them who sprays the other with water when they’re washing the car: nate because he can and has no self control who is more likely to give the silent treatment when they’re mad at the other: ahah i could actually see both of them doing this, probably at the same time and just waiting for the other one to crack who plays with the others’ hair more: nate lowkey loves when percy plays with his hair because no one’s ever really been that soft with him, so when he is he’ll actually just lay there for hours who is more likely to climb all over the other one when they’re bored: to begin with neither but after they’ve been together for a while i think both of them would….who tries to kiss the other as often as they can: they both try to kiss each other all the time, boyfriend’s who literally cannot get enough of each other who pouts when the other one tells them to shut the fuck up: aha i want to say percy tells him to shut the fuck up and nate pouts about it jokingly who initiates the sex and who walks away when the other is riled up: okay but they both do this whenever they want to make the other suffer a little bit lmao who always forgets the umbrella and who holds it when they actually have one: it is canon that nate does not have his life together enough to own an umbrella, but he always offers to hold percy’s for them both when they’re together because…  he wants to be a chivalrous guy who demands showering first in the mornings: percy might not demand it but he gets to shower first normally cause nate doesn’t do it till like 30 seconds before leaving who sneaks into the shower with the other one in the mornings: lmao they both do and who can blame themwho will text the other one thirty times in a row until they respond: i want to say percy but in a really cool way or like…  when he hears something at work that sounds like it could be nate and starts to panicwho always forgets to charge their phone overnight: nate. too often he’s using some random businesses phone to call the station so he can chat to percy because his own died several hours earlier who tries to get hugs from the other as often as they can: nate lowkey initiates the hugs in the beginning bc percy is a sweetheart who knows he doesn’t do well with all the unexpected touching, but after a while they both totally do! who is louder and who constantly has the tell the other to be quiet: percy is louder and nate just puts his hand over his mouth whenever he wants him to sush a bit

[findingthewaytohoseoksheart]

Crabs - Part Two

(Part 1)

Part 2 of my Crabs series

He couldn't be there with you on White Day. He couldn't shower you in chocolates and white roses. So he came up with a plan B. He made you a video.

Fluff/Established Relationship

Apologise for all the things of hers you've broken in the last year.

A sputtered laugh was pulled from his lips, a large palm coming up to cover his open mouthed smile as Jimin giggled, Jungkook poking his side and telling him to sush as he nodded towards his hyung, prompting him to start talking.

Namjoon took in one deep breath, looking upwards towards the pale white ceiling, digging back into his cranium for the perfect memory. His eyes lit up, his lips puckered it an excited ‘O’ as he bounced softly in his seat and began his story.

“I haven't really broken all that much lately. I break all my own stuff mostly, but...remember when we were making poetry? I made her this bowl and painted it white with our initials on the sides…”

He was gesturing again, hands coming up to carve a bowl shape out in the air, fingertips tracing those initials on the sides as his brothers nodded along. Jungkook zoomed in, capturing his smile as he looked down at his imaginary bowl, fond memories flooding his mind.

“... it was on her bedside table. She was using it to keep her rings and bracelets in when she went to bed and one night I stayed over and she was cold so I got up to get another blanket and as I was turning the light on I knocked it off and onto the corner of the bed frame-bam!”

He held his invisible bowl between his palms, dramatically splitting them to either side as he broke it in half with a hushed chuckle and regretful smile.

“It split in half, perfectly between our initials, and was just laying on the floor staring up at me. I kept apologizing but she was more concerned about me accidentally cutting my feet on any shards so she told me to stay in bed as she leaped over it and put on her slippers. She picked up all the pieces and handed me the vacuum to clean up. Then she disappeared...somewhere into the apartment…”

Jungkook was leaning forward, mouth slightly agape as he listened to his hyung speak, hanging on every word. He remembered the pottery, remembered how much care Namjoon had taken to get the bowl as symmetrical as possible, how he had asked the teacher for advice, asked for help on how to get it just right so that there would be no chance it could be destroyed by the kiln. He had checked for hairline cracks when it had come out, checked every inch before and after glazing it and painting it to ensure it was strong, intact. He was so scared of breaking it back at the dorm that he had asked Jin-hyung to carry it home and to keep it in his room until next time you managed come around with handfuls of food and dvds. He cared about that poetry more than he cared about anything else he made that day. For that to break, and by his own hand...Jungkook could only imagine the guilt that had riddled his heart in that moment.

“I found her in the laundry, she was holding super glue and this gold leaf paper. She had glued the two pieces back together and was flattening all this leaking glue with a paint brush so this gold leaf could stick to the seam. I was so confused but she spotted me hovering in the doorway. My heart felt heavy, I thought she was going to be mad but she just...smiled. I came up behind her and hugged her, apologizing over and over again. But she was still just smiling…”

His eyes were unfocused, just staring into the abyss in front of him, the memory a video image in front of his eyes. Your soft features, messy hair, slippered feet and body swamped in his silk Ryan pajamas. Your bright smile, leaning in to kiss the fat of his cheek as you held the poetry together, waiting for it to dry enough so you could leave it overnight without fear of the two pieces slipping apart.

“She asked if I had ever heard of Kintsugi. I said no. She said ‘It's a Japanese technique of repairing broken poetry by mending the seams with gold. Just because the piece was broken doesn't mean it's not beautiful anymore. If anything the cracks and breaks make it more beautiful. The imperfections reminding us that it has experienced life. Art is not stagnant, it lives just as we do. Scars and stretch marks, freckles and moles. That's is our cracks. Why hide them when we can celebrate them. You didn't ruin my gift, you improved it’...the cracking ran right through our initials. When I saw it on the floor I was terrified it was an omen. But...she repaired it with gold. This simmering vien running between us. The omen was suddenly turned into this symbol of luck, of strength. As if we could never be broken now, that we had become closer than ever, stronger than ever. It was a blessing in disguise”

His cheeks flushed. He looked down, hands rolling the hem of his shirt as he collected his thoughts. He remembered his stomach going from a deep dark sinking into a fluttering of butterflies as you talked. He remembered his heart pounding, growing in size as he felt like crying, a rush of emotion forcing his face into the crook of your neck, pressing soft kisses to the chilled flesh he found there, squeezing your waist tight and pulling you against his body. He was thankful for you in that moment, grateful. You turned disaster into magic in a way he didn't think was possible.

He sighed, shaking his head with a soft smile. He looked into the lense of the camera, face determined as he finished his answer.

“so...I'm sorry baby, I promise I'll try not to break anything you own this year. But if I do, please repair it with gold”

Jimin laughed, high pitched and squeaky, hand coming up to slap the muscle of Jungkook’s spread thighs. He got a slap on the should in return. Namjoon coughed, nodding to the paper as he glanced at the wall clock behind them. It was getting late. Jimin followed his eye line and nodded, looking back to his list.

“Oh! This is a good one…’when did you have your first kiss?’ And underneath it says ‘because I know you lied to us about when you really started dating’”

~

(Part 1, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6)

[minttexs]

Let’s do a recap of the year

Soooo… I don’t know why I got sentimental all of a sudden but don’t question me xD. I just wanted to take the time and talk about some things, which are quite personal to me. Feelings I had this year.

WARNING: DEPRESSING AF, suicidal talk and quick review of my depressed ass so it could be triggering for some, but istg there’s some cute stuff as well at the end xD

I am not going to lie, 2017 has been a rough year for many people. It felt like an eternety to get through the year. Some things still hurts, some are faded already.

But let’s not focus on the negative things. Because a lot of happy things happened as well, that should not be overshadowed by the bad. :)

Speaking as an ARMY, I was really proud of ourselves. We always get comments about how much of a bad fandom we are, but I was really proud. We made Billboard happen, we made the Daesangs happen, we made the AMAs happen, we broke the records. :) WE made it. Together. And I am really happy I could be a part of that journey because our boys deserved all the love and praise they were showered with. I am really happy ARMYs. Good job everyone! :) 

And as for the blog it had its ups and downs as well. Most of the downs came from my side. xD I feel bad sometimes that people have to put up with my annoying and depressic ass. xD But I’ve had a rought year. The beginning of the year I lost my uncle, and during the time being of my mourning my mind led me to places I’ve not been in a long time. My class had a big pressure on during this spring and I didn’t have a good relationship with my classmates that time, so I felt really lonely.

And I lost a friend of mine. We were friends for 11 years, and we had our rocky road, but I felt we would always have each other. This year turned out to be different though. She had her own struggles which she expected me to solve, and I ignored her because I couldn’t even solve my own… We were both selfish and craved for the others attention which we didn’t give, and felt like we suffocated each other. I decided that maybe we should give this friendship a break. But she felt I decided alone, and she wanted to start over like nothing happened, promising it will be different. But it wasn’t. So we drifted apart, I think further than I would have wanted it to go… I felt really bad. And started to question everything I do. I wasn’t sure of anything I was doing. I started to question the friendships and relationships I had with others. I felt like everyone hated me, and no one cared. I felt no one really wanted me there. I was just a temporary solution to their life. I still feel that quite often to be honest… I was lost. I wasn’t good enough. I wasn’t pretty enough. I wasn’t smart enough. I wasn’t special enough. I wasn’t kind enough. I wasn’t enough. And I wanted to not be there. Just disappear from all of this. To stop that inner pain I had inside. That emptiness I felt inside. No matter where I looked I felt like I shouldn’t be there, I am just bothersome to them. And if I told my worries they sushed me that it is only in my head. That I tell myself these things because I want attention. That I am an attention whore who wants to play the victim, whilst I should be thinking about the things I have done wrong. And it kind of reassured me that I don’t belong here. I shouldn’t be here.

I really thought about killing myself. I was taking painkillers because I had horrible headaches. And one of the many nights I was silently crying in my room at 1 am, I looked at the box of painkillers. The idea seemed so close yet so far away. It seemed… so easy. Taking the entire box in one go, there could be 2 ways out. I either choke on them, or die from the pills, the end is the same. I was insane, I thought ‘well I’m using them right because I want the pain to go away’. Then I realised what I was doing and it felt like an instant cold shower. I was so scared, I was scared of myself, scared of what I was doing, that I could not have gone this low in my life.

Then things started to hit me one by one. I swept all of this under the bed, and tried to forget till one day senior prom came. We had to send in baby pictures of ourselves, for the show, and I told I had a hard time choosing, but I knew which I wanted to have. The scenario of the picture doesn’t even matter. The way I am is the main element. I was smiling. And I never saw a kid that happy than I was in that picture. I never saw myself that happy. She was so happy. She was happy, even though she was bullied for the way she looked, she was happy even though she felt like she was not loved. But she was happy because she had the hope that tomorrow will be better. Next year will be better, She was the little girl I want to be again. The little girl with all the big dreams she had. That she will make people laugh. She will make people happy. She will show them that she’s more than this and that. That little girl wanted to kick ass, and looking at that pic I started crying. The things I kept telling myself echoed in my head, and I felt worse by each sentence. The little me would be disappointed. Would you tell your young self, that when you grow up you’ll be depressed and sad all the time? That you will question everything you do or say? That you will feel like no one loves you? That you will feel like you should die? No. You don’t say this to a kid. You tell a kid that they’ll the most beautiful thing on Earth. That they will be really happy. They will make all of their dreams come true. They will be loved. And I realised… that’s what I should have been telling myself. Instead of telling how ugly I was, I should have said how beautiful I was even though I cried my eyes before. Because I wouldn’t tell my young self that she was ugly, she was worthless, she was hated, she was not loved. Because I loved her, more than anything. And honestly when Jonghyun died… I realised it needs to come to an end. It can’t go on like this… So many people looked up to him, he was surrounded by so many people who loved him with all their heart. And just to think about that he felt alone. Someone so loved, felt alone. Felt like he won’t be missed because no one cared. And it sounds too selfish, but I don’t want to end up like that. Because he is missed. A lot. And I know I would be missed too. Because my friend would miss her deskmate. Because my little dongsaeng would thing she didn’t pay enough attention to me. Because my penfriend would think it’s because she didn’t answer. Because my squad would think they were selfish to realise how bad I needed them. Because my bestie would think it’s karma on her for being a bad friend to me. Because my grandma would be sad she won’t have anyone now that me and grandpa are dead. Because my dad would think he abadoned me that’s why. Because my brother and mom would think it’s their fault. I would miss out on all my dreams. And I still want to kick ass and show who I am. I don’t want to be remembered for being sad. I want to be remembered for being happy. For making people laugh. For making feel others happy. For pursuing my dreams. For being a writer. For being a better me.

So I decided to put on an end to this. I don’t want to daydream what it would be like to be beautiful and feel happy. I want that. I want to feel beautiful, I want to be happy. I want to laugh till my stomach hurts. I want to do things that I don’t look back with regret.

I’m still struggling, and I have bad days. But I want to be better. I want to be ‘okay’. As I said. I want to be a better me.

And for those who are struggling with simmilar things. Don’t feel you’re alone. Don’t feel you’re hated. Don’t feel like no one would care. I know it’s easier said than done. But I am here. You’re not alone. You’re loved. And people care. I love you. And I care. Please know that. The world would be missing out if you weren’t be with us today. :)

Phew I feel like a rock has been lifted up my shoulders. So I think I am officially over with the depressing shit, now we can move onto the more fluffy stuff.

LIKE OH MY GAWD WE HIT 2226 FOLLOWERS. *-* I’m like SHOOKETH. Like seriously I am so like wow, that is a lot of people. And thank you guys so so so much for being here with me. Even when I was lethargic and annoying you guys sticked by me and I am really greatful for it. You guys are really amazing even with your likes and reblogs, you guys make my day better. I can’t express it enough how big part of my life is on Tumblr with you guys. And I just feel blessed to have you guys here with me. We have been a lot of stories and scenarios and I can’t wait to share more with you guys. I hope 2018 will be a better year for us.

And I hope it will be filled full of adventures, fun and happy time. I hope every single one of you who read this will have a wonderful and a better year ahead of you.

Stay healthy, stay happy.

Let’s hold hands together next year as well, and make beautiful things happen. Because teamwork makes the dream work. :)

Goodbye 2017.

Hello 2018.

[pitchlag]

s15x21

Well 

that was one way to end it I guess, pretty anti-climatic, pretty much the weakest arc ender imo....

A couple small good things tho

So that entire Caboose saying bye to Church, surprisingly I didn’t cry but dang that was a good, the sush, the fact hat he’s accepted death is a thing and while I’m pretty sure he’s Not Okay right now he’s gonna be okay. Probably.

“And say hello to Loco when you get there” WHY DID HE HAVE TO DIE IS THIS ONE THE ONE JOE REGRETTED BECAUSE YEAH THAT HAPPENED ;;-;;

Vic’s death parodying Epsilon’s death got a laugh out of me buut it was still pretty weak considering Vic wasn’t the most likeable character to me in the first place, he was already somewhat unnerved and unnerving with his obsession with getting to die... and that bit was wrapped up way too fast

“Does someone wanna explain what the fuck just happened?” Same Grif, the machine zaps Donut and then disappears.... What.

Kai and Dex hugging. Hell. Fucking. Yes.

Wash lives and apparently Locus didn’t deliver him in person or was sneaky enough to remain unseen while doing it. All the possibilities and that’s what we’re going with. Unfortunate. 

Nice to see the liutenants and Grey again tho so at least Chorus wasn’t completely forgotten.

Dylan’s boss and husband ended up pretty downplayed too. Understandable in a way that, well, they didn’t have much to contribute, but thus they also felt a bit filler-ish. Which is weird considering how most of the ep felt rushed, like two episodes worth of stuff had to be crammed into one.

That last place were they were shown at tho, are they back on the moon, still on the Earth or did they return to BG or Chorus? I don’t know enough about Halo maps to say.

Credit scenes? The prison food thing got a snort out of me, Carolina’s singing got a good laugh (I can tell Jen had fun with recording that, also that Caboose drum solo), Jax, eeehh

Overall, a mixed bag of a season, really amazing bonding moments and Red development (GRIF) and occasional jokes, interesting premise with mmm... sorta weak excution, unfortunately a lot of wasted potential but potential nontheless. I can’t really see how the main story would continue from here and I guess I’d be fine if it didn’t, since this plotline was more miss than hit, and now more than ever would be a good time to establish a solid ending point instead of dragging the series out to infinity.

 I would take s13′s plot and ending over this season’s any day but for the bonding moments and character development this season gets the Salvage (whatup Caddicarus reference because I have no clue how to make a point in an original way)

I would absolutely welcome more of those 360 skits, or even another anthology season, on the condition it was about pre-established characters. Still waiting for that 479er story.

.... Also call me a sucker but I still ache for confirmed canon Grimmons even after that queerbait. Fuck.