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[anachronistic-falsehood]

u don't understand how much i want qbagi and qniki to interact one on one. i need bagi to go insane over niki being a pretty woman and niki to try badly flirting with her, they are both so desperate for a girlfriend and i NEED awkward yuri

[okchijt]

I guess that I'm your first one of request.

The seven deadly sins headcanons non-yandere Meliodas finding out that you (his daughter half demon and angel) and suffered much worse than him of constantly watching your mother Elizabeth die again and again and again right in front of your eyes and he found you crying alone once again in your room because of seeing the current Elizabeth brought back horrible memories of watching your beloved mother die every time and Meliodas feelings of heartbreak of knowing how hard it is.

Author's Note: Thank you so much

@animecrazyworld

for being one of the first people to request me something, specifically from an anime that is one of my personal favourites^^ And lastly, go ahead and check out my masterlist if you want to request anything yourself, thank you and enjoy! :)........Oh and spoilers obviously to basically the entire show, so if you haven't read or finished SDS after season 3, I don't recommend reading^^'

The Curse That We Share - Dad!Meliodas x Daughter!Reader Headcanons

🐉 You and Meliodas always had an excellent relationship. It was sweet, loving, protective, powerful and pure. But there was something that put a strain on that relationship, his inability to understand you.

🐉 By no means do I mean he was completely oblivious to you and your problems all the time. He was always good at reading you, seeing as your his blood and have been with him for so long that your basically a little version of him most of the time.

🐉 No, his inability to understand you started ever since the curse has been placed on all three of you. Specifically whenever you two met a new and different reincarnation of Elizabeth.

🐉 At first you were the same as Meliodas, close and clingy. But with each and new reincarnation, your attitude has started to change. You became more distant and absent emotionally, it's like you became emotionless or lifeless when with her.

🐉 That's not to say that you were a horrible person to the new versions of your mother. You just preferred to be in the same room as her, but not talk to her or even acknowledge her.

🐉 Meliodas has asked you about your attitude once before and was deeply hurt by your answer. "It's pointless to get attached to someone that will just keep dying and dying all over again."

🐉 After that he never asked you again or bothered you about it either. But he will never forget those words and they would ring out in his head each time the two of you meet a new reincarnation.

🐉 But even after finding out, Meliodas never doubted your love and loyalty to your mother. He knew you still loved Elizabeth, this was just your way to cope with the situation.

🐉 He would hear your silent cries each and every night. When he and Elizabeth would lay in bed, the silver-haired girl would be sleeping by then. But most nights Meliodas could not sleep. Not when your painful cries would keep him up. He absolutely hated them, and he absolutely hated hearing you in pain.

🐉 And this was one of those nights. With your rooms being the opposite of each other. The Boar Hat may be a lively place. But once the tavern closes, even the quietest of creaks can be heard in the whole building.

🐉 He did try to help you in the past but was completely shut down by you and told not to speak about this ever again. It did result in being treated coldly by you for a while.

🐉 But this time he couldn't take it anymore and decided that enough is enough and headed right to your room.

🐉 Once he walked in he expected to be immediately kicked out or even yelled at. But he did not expect you to look at him with those pleading eyes that basically begged him to come over and hug you.

🐉 Now Meliodas doesn't usually hug people and it has been a while since he had you in his arms or anyone for that matter. So expect the hug to be weird and awkward, but you wouldn't mind because of the love and comfort it brought you.

🐉 Meliodas would proceed to stroke your hair and whisper words of comfort into your ear. He was honestly just happy to have you in his arms again after so long.

🐉 After a while of him whispering and you crying the both of you stayed in silence, enjoying each others company.

🐉 Meliodas thought you fell asleep at that point, thinking the crying tired you out. He was about to let you go until you suddenly spoke up.

🐉 "I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry for what I said all those years ago. I didn't mean it, I didn't mean to hurt you. I don't hate mom or anything I promise, but I'm just so scared. I'm scared and tired of being forced to watch mom die over and over again. Wouldn't it be easier to just give up? We can still help the current one, but after that, we don't have to stick around right? Right?"

🐉 The amount of pain that just poured out of your mouth destroyed the blond tremendously. The way you suddenly looked up at him with those big eyes full of tears and desperation, hypnotised him so that he could not look away. And the harsh feeling of your fingernails dipping into his skin from your tight hold made him not want to let you go.

🐉 He took all of your words in, processing every single word with the at most attention. And felt disgusted with himself that he actually was considering your offer. He too was tired of the curse and how much pain it brought all of you that the thought of giving up sounded nice to him.

🐉 But the two of you knew that he couldn't, he loved Elizabeth with all his heart and you knew it would only destroy him more if he suddenly gave up, and the promise he made to her was also a tie-breaker.

🐉 Seeing the pained and sad look on your fathers face made you realise that it was a selfish and horrible wish that you just spat at him. Your eyes widen and you quickly pulled away from him and avoided his gaze, feeling ashamed of yourself because of it.

🐉 There would be a dreadful silence between the two of you. Before Meliodas could do or say anything, he was harshly told to leave you alone.

🐉 He wanted to stay and comfort you again but he didn't want to push his luck and left you alone to think about what you just said and the current situation.

🐉 Meliodas wouldn't be able to get any sleep that night after that. Too concerned with the state he left you in and uncomfortable with how silent the whole tavern was. Already gotten used to your cries every night that the silence became unnerving to him.

🐉 You, however? You'd stare out the window at the stars in deep thought, thinking about the whole thing with your mother and what you just said to Meliodas.

🐉 Saying those words out loud made you realise just how terrible your coping mechanism actually was and spend the night thinking how to fix the issue while looking back on the years you've spent with your parents.

🐉 That morning all four of you would already be downstairs. Meliodas and Elizabeth would be talking about the silver-haired girl's work uniform and Hawk scolding Meliodas for being a pervert. With you just sitting in the background drinking your morning beverage not really paying attention to either of them.

🐉 What surprised you is Elizabeth suddenly being right in front of you and talking to you, "Lady (Y/n), could you please teach me how to be a waitress? It's going to be my first time. I'm nervous."

🐉 You could tell that by the way she said it and by how she was fidgeting she was shy yet sincere about her question. You glanced at your dad that was standing behind the bar counter looking like he was about to jump in and answer the question for you, thinking you're just going to ignore her.

🐉 "Sure, no problem. I'd be happy to help a princess out! Oh, and call me (Y/n), no need for formalities."

🐉 Elizabeth would then proceed to express her gratitude and just talk to you about anything and everything. Her suddenly being with you, sitting with you and having a conversation with you made you break down like you've never had before.

🐉 It made you realize just how much you've missed these moments with your mother since 3000 years ago. You felt so happy and relieved at that moment, promising yourself that you're going to be there for this Elizabeth and that you aren't going to ignore her anymore.

🐉 Elizabeth would immediately try to calm you down. Apologizing thinking that she said something to offend you but stopped when you told her that she didn't do anything to upset you. You would proceed to continue the conversation with the still worried but happy Elizabeth like nothing ever happened.

🐉 Meliodas would freeze on the spot, stopping whatever he was doing. He would just look at the scene with the most peaceful expression he had since the curse started. Letting a couple of tears spill while smiling like an idiot, taking the bonding before him to heart, just glad to see you finally enjoy yourself with your mother after so many painful years.

🐉 From that moment onward, everything would turn out for the better for all of you. With you rebuilding your relationship with Elizabeth and being closer to your father than ever will certainly make the adventure of finding the rest of the sins and breaking the curse much easier than ever. And you just couldn't help but look forward to the amazing adventures you'll have with your now rebuilt family.

[kaito-is-baby]

DEVIL TOWN

SHOTO TODOROKI X FEM!READER

WARNINGS: BLOOD, MURDER, SCARY THEME, MANGA SPOILERS ABT DABI? READER WITH A BIG MANIAC PIXIE DREAM GIRL PERSONALITY

Plot: AU where Shoto kills Touya on accident, he and Endeavor run away, they end up on a ghost town and meet the reader, this will be a series and I can promise you I have a very good mystery for the town, also this was totally inspired by devil town by cavetown, it wil have many references to the song so... if you are a fan I think you will like this <3 This is part 1 | part 2

“Shoto! Move!” Endeavor’s voice called him but his eyes couldn't leave his red tainted hands and his feets couldn't follow such a simple order, he couldn't move after what had happened, after what he had done.

The whole room was burned, its walls dark with the ashes that remained, Touya's body in the middle, resting, completely still, dead.

Shoto's clothes soaked in blood, in his brother blood. He was paralyzed

He never meant to do this 

And he would never forgive himself for doing so 

He wanted to save Touya, He wanted his family to be whole again

But he had only become more and more like his father

If someone had hurted Touya more than Endeavor it was now him, he had taken his life without any right

“SHOTO!” his father hands gripped his arm dragging him out of the building

...

Everytime Shoto closed his eyes the only thing he could visualise was his hands tainted in blood, Touya's body lying in front of him, his devilish smirk still on his face, his old childhood scars remembering Shoto that they were both victims, victims of the same man 

The man who was driving right now 

“Shoto, this was not your fault, you are not guilty of anything, he tried to kill you and you protected yourself, he has tried to kill you many times before-”  The very same man who had started all of this dared to speak out loud to him 

“Then why are we running away, father?”

“If they find Touya's real identity they will find about...” what did Endeavors eyes reflect? was it sadness and regrets? or was it fear of being discovered and losing everything he had fought for, his reputation? “my past-“

“If you can't face your past is your problem, run away if you can't take the years on jail you deserve for abusing your children but let me alone”

“It's not for me, if my first born commmited innumerable crimes and I was an abuser...” Endeavor’s eyes left the road to focus on his son “What would their reaction to my youngest son killing someone be? I don’t want you to end up-"

“I deserve to go to jail, I killed someone, I killed my own brother”

“You haven't done anything, it was in self defense”

“it was MURDER” Shoto'a agitated voice, angry even, gave an end to the debate and their remaining road trip kept silent since that moment

...

"Devil town" Shoto read out loud the almost erased words, it was the name of the small, almost abandoned, town they were passing by "we may belong here"

"We are not staying he-" Endeavor words were cut by the sound of their car dying slowly

“Doesn't look like the world thinks the same” Shoto laughed at his father “I will search for a place to stay for the night”

Shoto spent hours walking around the place, a single straight road crossed the town from one end to the other but nothing was at it sides, trees, signals... what is usually found on a road but not what is supossed to be on a small town

After quite a long time, the half and half haired boy lost sight of time and started hearing some weird noises from behind the trees, choosing to follow them he found himself surrounded by rocks and slopes but at least he sighted some houses once climbing the central slope

As he aproached the biggest building he left behind those sounds, and sadness got over his body, as stupid as it may sound he though he could hear his mother between those rocks

...

Finally on the old building he crossed its doors, it was an almost abandoned, old hostel.

He found the place dark and somewhat dirty but it was less of an old building that he had thought from its exterior

There was something on that place... its smell, Shoto could swear he had already smell it before, it gave him some kind of bittersweet nostalgia, like memories about being a baby on Rei's arms, Touya still with them... Could it smell like Touya when he was a kid? No, Shoto would not remember that smell, right? He was a baby

"Are you looking for something pretty boy?” A pitchy sarcastic voice sounded at his back 

When he turned around he saw a young girl, around his age probably, with a devilish smirk in her face and eyes that looked at him as if he was no more than a bug 

“Are you the owner of this place?” Shoto asked, untrusting of the girl

“You can say that if it’s what you wanna hear” she laughed bitterly

“That’s not a very clear answer”

“What do you want?” 

“A room” He gave up” “Two actually, my father’s car broke and now we need a place to stay, for the night at least”

“Yeah, I could see that” she pointed her head to the car, just at the hostel door, Shoto had been walking during hours until he found it, how could it be so near the town entrance now? “Your daddy should buy a new car” her elbows leaning on the reception table, she rested her chin on her hands “or you may get caught” 

Shoto shivered at her words but he had to admit it, her voice alone gave him the chills 

“Name” She demanded

“Dabi” The boy lied

The recepcionest left out a little giggle

“You shouldn’t lie about you name, you will regret it” she smirked at him “maybe you will forget it someday” 

Shoto thought the girl was joking at first but now? He was sure, the girl had to be insane, he couldn’t blame her, probably anyone on this town went mad eventually, after a couple of hours there Shoto was already questioning his sanity

“Room 27 and 28, have a good rest Dabi” She winked at him 

“And change your clothes, that paint of yours really smells like blood” He heard her once he had turned his back on her

Heading to his room he wished to himself that they would stay in this town forever, it seemed the kind of place everyone went mad on at some time, it was lonely and weird, strange sounds and smells that remembered him what he had done.

He felt like he deserved a punishment for everything he had done, maybe this was his personal hell, he and his father belonged on Devil town, they were devils after all they both had done 

[bowensbyrams]

the canada dream {02}

n/a: hey, guys! Here’s part 2 of TCD, as promised. I’m sorry it took me so long to update, my classes are back and last week was kinda hard, but here we go! Please let me know what you think <3 

Pairing: Pierre-Luc Dubois x reader

Warnings: a little bit of angst at the beginning, mentions of abusive/toxic relationship

Word counting: 2,1k

Ps: part 1 can be found here: https://royaltyofhockeylosers.tumblr.com/post/627737248109133824/the-canada-dream-01 

I realize there's something wrong the moment I find myself opening the door to my old apartment in Boston. As far as I remember, I moved to Montreal and am living with my best friend Anna... Or was it just a dream? I wouldn't be surprised, I've been dreaming on moving to Canada for a while now. I enter the living room and drop my bag on the couch, heading to my room but a noise stops me. No, not a noise. A moan. A woman's moan. I live with my boyfriend, Thomas, and as far as I know, we don't share the apartment with another girl. My heart fasten with every step I take until I'm facing the white door that leads to my room. Our room. "Faster, Tommy" I hear the girl say and my boyfriend groans, making my skin shiver "Yes just like that" "God you're so hot, baby" Thomas' voice is like a fist to my stomach and the tears start rolling down my face. Not again, please. I open the door and the scene in front of me breaks my heart into a million pieces. My boyfriend is buried into a blonde's pussy and keeps thrusting in and out of her as he sees me. "Hello, princess. Do you want to join us?" his smile is almost wicked and I can't move, I can't breath as I watch him fucking her the way he used to make love to me. The tears never stop coming down and my sobbing seems to make him want to go deeper and faster until the girl screams his name.

~~ I sit on my bed, tears running on my cheeks and my heart racing like a horse. My entire body hurts as I'm forced to remember every single scene from that damn day, unable to erase the overwhelming feeling for good. My phone pings and I reach out to check it. When my eyes catch the clock and I realize it's almost 1 p.m, my heart skips a beat. I've never woken up this late, but I guess the adventures from last night and the anxiety of moving to another country to restart my life got the best of me. Unlocking the screen, I check the message app before anything else. There are 2 texts from Tyler and 6 from Logan, so I decide to open the latter thread. L: Hey Y/N, it's Logan L: I'm sorry for last night, I hope Anna is okay L: Tyler said he invited you two to the barbecue, cool! L: Here's the address and don't worry about anything, just bring whatever you guys wanna drink L: We reeeeeally want you to come, Luc is excited to meet you two I smile at the last text which is formed by at least 10 different types of emojis. I reply saying I need to ask Anna if she wants to come and lock the screen again, leaving my bed and going to Anna's room. My best friend is sleeping like a baby, so I decide to go make something for us to eat. When I'm almost done with the spaghetti, Anna appears in the kitchen with a pout on the lips and her brows furrowed. "Good morning, sunshine" I sing and my friend groans, sitting on one of the benches by the marble island in the middle of the kitchen. “I’m not feeling sunshiny today. I feel like I’ve been ran over by a truck. Multiple times” “That’s called tequila hungover and I’m not saying I told you so...” “Nah shut up” she shushes me waiving her hand “Can you get me a pill that’ll make this go away?” Anna points at her own head and I hold back a laugh, opening one of the cabinets where she showed me the medicines were. Handing her an Aspirin and a cup of water, I go back to the stove and turn it down, taking the pan to the island. Anna takes the pill and sighs, looking at the food. "Is this a dream?" my best friend asks when I put a plate in front of her and lets out a small moan when she takes the first bite "Honestly, if I had known you could cook like this, I would've invited you to move in with me way earlier" "Oh, don't get to used to it. My cooking knowledge is resumed to spaghetti, lasagna and burgers" "Who said we need more than that to survive?" Anna looks at me with an offended look making me laugh. We're half way through our meal until I decided to tell her about the barbecue. "So Logan and the other boys are hosting a barbecue today and they want us to come. It'll be just us, them, Tyler's girlfriend and that other guy they were telling us about yesterday. You in?" "As long as Logan keeps his alcohol to himself, I see no problem" she replies and I can't hold back my laugh. "Hey you're the one who suggested you guys should see who could get more shots in less time" "I never thought he'd say yes! That guy is crazy!" she snaps back and I laugh even harder. "Okay so we're going?" "Yeah, I guess so..." "Cool, I'll let him know then" * "What's up?" Anna asks as we're getting ready to leave. She's in my room, laying down on my bed as I finish putting some make up on. I'm wearing a long sleeved shirt with a jeans skirt and snickers since the weather gods decided to send a chill night to break the living hell temperatures of the day. Me and An spent the entire day laying on the floor and drinking an absurd amount of water while watching the latest episodes from The 100. "What?" I ask and look at her through the mirror. "You have a worried look on your face. What's wrong?" "Nothing... I just have a weird feeling that I should know something but I don't" I reply and focus on applying my mascara. "You're weird, Y/N. Are all americans like this?" "Hey!" I throw a pillow at her, making her laugh. As I finish everything and grab the beer packs we're taking, we're all settle to go. On our way to go, I open my Instagram and start scrolling through my feed - which is the most diverse thing in the world. It’s the perfect balance of hockey, singers, food, friends and family. I look at some of the posts before heading to the Story part. I slide through a couple until one catches my attention. It’s the same bar I was yesterday and I can see Anna in her white and red dress in the corner. I check the user and my heart skips a beat when I realize who it is. Pierre-Luc Dubois, one of the few hockey players I follow on Instagram. He plays centre for the Columbus Blue Jackets, my ex's home team, and my heart aches a little when a memory gets me. "Hey, I just saw you follow PLD on Instagram" Thomas' voice reaches me before he appears on our room. "Yeah, I've been following him for a while now, Tom" I say and go back folding the clean clothes. "Why?" he asks, making me look at him a little confused. "Why what?" "Why are you following him?" "Why not? He's a hockey player and I like him. What's wrong?" "Oh you like him? What, do you think he's gonna fuck you if you ever meet?" his aggressive tone makes me blush and my heart fasten. "Why are you saying this? I'll never meet him, Thomas, he's like super famous and lives in Ohio" "Exactly, so stop following him. I don't approve it and I don't like the fact that you're following these hockey guys. They're all assholes" my boyfriend says before storming out of our apartment, leaving me to try and understand what the hell just happened. I never stopped following Pierre's profile, but that was never needed since I caught Thomas in bed with another girl just two weeks after his little scene. That was three months ago and now I was living in Montreal with my best friend, trying to rebuild my life after what he did to me. I look at Pierre's story again and can't help the weird feeling that takes over my body. I knew he was French-Canadian, but I definitely did not know he lived in Montreal during the off season. I guess I never took the time to check on any player's personal lives. I mean, expect for Mitch Marner's but that's just because I really wish we were best friends but anyways. "Hey, you're on Pierre-Luc Dubois' Insta Story" I says and Anna almost throws the car out of the road. "I'M WHAT?!" Definitely should've waited until we got to the house. "Yeah, he was at the same bar as we yesterday and posted a photo of the dance floor. You appeared in the corner" "Wait... You're telling me that that fucking greek god was at the same bar as we and none of us saw it? Are you kidding me?" she says and the annoyance in her voice makes me laugh. "Yep, that's what I'm saying. What are the odds?" "I mean, they're high since his parents live here, but still.. We weren't even at the best bar of the city" "Maybe he is low key and was trying to avoid the crowds" "Yeah, probably" she agrees and changes focus. I observe the streets, filled with big houses with even bigger yards. "I guess Pierre is not the only rich who prefers underground bars..." I comment and Anna snorts, looking at the mansions. “Should’ve guessed he had money when you told me the neighborhood we were heading to, but damn” Anna says and all I can do is nod in agreement.

*

I was worried we would be late, but when we get to the house, Tyler and his girlfriend, Kate, are the only ones waiting for us. "Hey, guys" Ty greets us and takes the beer packs from me "Logan went to buy more beer, Jesse backed down and Luc is late as always" he leads the path to the backyard and I have to keep myself from dropping my jaw. The house is huge but the backyard is unbelievable. There's a deck where the grill is, a pool with a pool house and a soccer court. "This is my girlfriend Kate. Kate, these are the girls we told you about, Anna and Y/N" "Hi!" the curly haired and green eyed girl says and we down by her side. A couple of minutes go by and we're all getting along pretty well until Anna looks at her phone and sees that it's dying. "I think i have a charger in the car, I'll be right back" She leaves and only two minutes later my phone pings. A: don't freak out and act normal but i just bumped into logan outside Y/N: so what? A: pierre is with him My eyes go wild and before I can process what I just read, Logan's voice reaches me. “Look who I just found outside!” I look up asking God for Anna to be messing with me, but she's not. Pierre-Luc fucking Dubois is standing between Logan and my best friend, how's acting like there's nothing wrong. I try my best to do the same and I guess it worked since no one is looking at me with funny looks. "Luc, this is Y/N and Y/N, this is Luc" Tyler introduces us and Pierre shakes my hand with a small smile. "Cool, now you two know each other. Can we eat? I'm starving!" Logan says heading to the grill. “We’ve known each other for less than a day and I’ve already noticed that’s a constant mood of yours” Anna snaps back following him with Pierre right after her, leaving me, Kate and Tyler behind. "You look like you just saw a ghost" Tyler says getting my attention. "I'm just thinking why none of you bothered to tell me that your friend looked like that" I snap back, making Kate laugh. I decide not to mention the fact that I'm a hockey fan and know the NHL player that has just walked past us. "Nah, the minute he opens his mouth you'll see he's a dork" Kate says and heads to the area where the rest is. I follow her with Tyler right by my side and asking God to help me out here.

[elemental-daddy-neos]

YGO! Questionnaire

Tagged by @cipher-wise

Pleasantly surprised to be in one of these, so let’s go

Favorite series: *Gestures to icon* Is it any surprise I’ll be picking GX? I love GX with all my heart and soul. The story’s pacing is very good and never feels like it’s dragging its feet to get to where it’s going, most duels are over in less than a full episode with the longest one being three, there are so many good characters to get invested in, and this boy right here is your protagonist.

Look at him blow kisses to the audience after beating Crowler, how could anyone not love Jaden Yuki? I care him so much. Even the filler episodes in GX are pretty fun to watch most of the time, and it’s the good kind of filler that may not advance the plot much or at all, but it’ll give you plenty of good memories to take with you. Who could possibly forget the eggwich thief? Not to mention the soundtrack fucking slaps.

Favorite protagonist: I mean...

Yeah it’s Jaden. GX hooked me immediately when I started watching it because of how much I loved this boy. He’s that perfect mix of cocky and sweet when it comes to dueling because he’s confident in his own abilities, but he never stops having fun and being amazed at what his opponent can do, he cares about all of his friends and does his best to help them with their problems, he’s kind to strangers, and he has exactly half a brain cell. 

I feel the gif speaks for itself, but Jaden’s dialogue when he turns around here is “I’m such a sucker for things like this! I’ll help you, ma’am!” Dorothy says “No, you’ll be late... Don’t you have a test today?” And Jaden replies with “Who cares if I’m late? I couldn’t leave a lady in trouble!” Jaden Yuki is my absolute favorite protagonist.

Favorite rival: Oh man is that a tough one. Am I allowed to pick two? It’s a hard call to make between this dumb edgy bitch-

And this dumb gay bitch

Honestly they’re tied for favorite rival in my book. I absolutely loved Chazz when I watched GX, and I thought his arc about breaking through his inferiority/superiority complex and learning to accept loss as a part of life without letting it define him was wonderfully written, and seeing him grow as a person throughout the show just made me feel happy for him. Shark... I really thought I wasn’t going to end up liking Shark at first, but god he just gets so much better as Zexal goes on, starting out as this mean spirited middle school bully in episode one, and slowly ending up as Yuma’s boyfriend closest friend. It’s incredible to look back at how Shark acts when he’s first introduced and compare it to... season 3, I think it was, where just hearing the words “Yuma’s in danger” is enough to send him running to his rival’s side. Chazz and Shark. They are my favorites.

Favorite BFF: Him

Crow Hogan is an absolute treasure and he was my favorite part about watching 5Ds. This little bird man first gets introduced by stealing cards for his kids and clowning on Sector Security, and he’s a source of so much good throughout the show. Excellent best friend (technically brother but I’m counting him), wonderful father, 10/10 person all around. Plus the fact that the only thing stopping him from berating his bitchass brother even more was Yusei having to literally pick him up and pull him away is definitely extra points in my book. What a powerful little bird. His only weakness is people that are taller than him, which is unfortunately most people.

Favorite GFF:

Yuzu. Have I actually watched Arc V yet? No, but I’m still picking Yuzu for my number one here. Tea and Tori are just awful characters, I’m neutral towards Alexis, and Akiza... Did have potential to be something interesting on her own, despite how uncomfortable she made me in seasons 1-2 of 5Ds, but her relevance is alllll downhill from there. I’ve seen one clip of Yuzu yelling at a man eating pie and calling him a 100th rate duelist, and that was all I needed to know she would be my favorite. (Clip here) 

Favorite villain: Oh boy

The fuckin carrot is my favorite villain, and I say this as someone who fully believes he didn’t deserve to be in the last episode. Vector did some fucked up shit in his day, and he only continued to do fucked up shit in Yuma’s day, but I have to say he was pretty effective when it came down to his goals. He got things done and went right for what he wanted by taking direct action to seize Don Thousand’s power, and he manipulated Yuma perfectly by preying on his kind nature and love for Astral to use him to further his goals. 

...Plus I mean just look at his subbed dialogue God he’s such a slut. Evil slutty alien.

Tl;dr Vector was a horrible horrible person, but he was a good villain, and he was so entertaining whenever he was on screen that it was impossible not to like him. Still kinda wish he got what he deserved though, and what he deserved definitely wasn’t another chance.

Speaking of Don Thousand though, can we talk about how unfairly pretty he is? If I had to pick a runner up villain in terms of looks alone, it would definitely be him.

God it was not fair how pretty the big bad of Zexal was. He’s fucking gorgeous, and in my opinion, the best looking villain at the very least.

Favorite card: *Sweats in Duel Links* Favorite? There’s so many cards out there to pick from, but since I’ve already broken the rules with my two favorite rivals, I’ll be picking two of each card type: Spells, traps, and monsters. One for the aesthetic, and one for how often I make use of it.

First up, the Aesthetics group

What can I say, Vampiric Koala is such a cutie, Dwimmered Path has some really pretty card art, and Rainbow Life is an eternal flex on any heteros I may encounter while playing Duel Links. Nothing better than a gay trap card.

Now for usability

Dragon Knight of Creation is suuuper helpful in any dragon themed deck and has a permanent slot in my decks for Mokuba and Kaiba, PoG is always a fun way to boost up weak monsters to ridiculous heights, and Dark Bribe just lets you block your opponent like “Okay I know you wanna hurt me but I will let you draw another card if you do not do that thing”, and they can’t refuse you.

Favorite episode: I’ll be copying cipher’s format here and picking one for each series, but this will still only total out to five for me since I’ve yet to watch past Zexal ^^; Soon I’ll get to Arc V! One day...

Season 0: Episode 16:  Turnabout by a Hair's Breadth - The White-Robed Crisis I’m a sucker for my son Joey, and this was a good Joey episode about him and his sister, plus it was nice seeing that doctor get what he deserved :) Duel Monsters: Season 5, episode 12-14:  The Deciding Match for Duel King - Yugi vs. Leon/Golden Castle of Stromberg/KC Grand Prix Ends  Probably a weird batch of episodes to pick, I know, but a lot of DM was kinda forgettable to me, and these are some of the few episodes I do recall. I just... really felt for Leon’s situation, and I wanted good things for that boy. I care him. GX: Season 3, episode 34: Dark Fusion! Inferno Wing!! Jim. Jim Jim Jimmmmm. This was the episode that finally made me understand why saviorshipping was a thing because it hits you with all these memories Jim has of Jaden and shows how they bonded before all this Dark World shit happened, and the whole thing was very emotional. 5Ds: Season 4, episode 2-3:  Recollections, Entrusted with a Friend's Dying Wish God Crow, my precious bird son. I really liked the backstory they gave him, despite how much it hurt. It was probably the best character development he got in the whole of 5Ds, and let you see a side to him you probably wouldn’t expect. I loved watching him get his justice. Zexal II: Season 2, episode 5-6:  Alito the Silent Fighter - Reunion of the Passionate Duelists!/ Be Revived! The Duelist Soul That Transcends Life!! I picked these episodes for Nistro and Nistro alone. He was one of my absolute favorites in Zexal, and seeing how well he and Dextra were doing was good for the soul. Just look at this good lion man right here.

Look at him!!!

Favorite decks to use: Elemental Heroes, Aromages, Red Eyes, Six Samurai, and Crystal Beasts.

Fusion, Ritual, Synchro, Xyz, Pendulum, or Link: I’m a simple girl, I love fusion/tributes for how easy they are, but synchro can be pretty fun, too

Years in fandom: ??? Even I don’t know the answer to this one, friends. I used to be in the fandom when I was in middle school, wrote/read a few fanfics here and there, but then I fell out of it for... Well I’m 22 now and only got back into things 6 months ago? I started rewatching the abridged series of Duel Monsters in March, and from there I just wanted to consume actual Yugioh content and never went back.

Who am I tagging: @finding-fallen-petals @dizziedaikonn​ @chazzaroo​ Go wild y’all

[moonlightreal]

Fate ep 3, first half

They should’ve just changed everybody’s names.  I like Terra but she’s nothing like Flora... but Aisha and Musa are nothing like themselves either and Stella is the polar opposite.  Bloom is the only one with anything like her own personality and that’s ‘cause “destiny-ridden protagonist” is a pretty universal personality.

But let’s dive back into the show we do have!

When we left our heroine, Bloom had gone all white-eyed!  Looks like she’s having a vision of her own birth!  Hospital monitors and whatnot, then an old lady leans into view and says, “When the time comes, find me.”  Well that was proof you’re a destiny-ridden protagonist if ever I saw it!

So it’s still evening of day 3.  Counting days is important.

Aisha asks Bloom what happened and Bloom says, ‘I think I just saw the fairy that left me in the human world.”

Opening sequence!

On the way to class, with backpacks and books.  Aisha is wearing a very acceptable teal snakeskin-print outfit.  Bloom’s in a red shirt. Bloom stops to look at the alumni photos on the walls, trying to recognize the fairy from her vision.  Aisha is unimpressed with this plan, which I think is pretty sensible.  The most powerful fairies come through Alfea and this fairy was powerful enough to easter-egg a memory in Bloom’s head for sixteen years.  Bloom of course hopes this fairy can lead her to her birth parents.  Aisha just doesn’t want Bloom to get her hopes up.  Clearly aisha does not recognize the signs of protagonistness.

Outside it’s cloudy and all the specialists are doing their martial arts stuff.  Silva’s looking remarkably healthy for someone who was extremely poisoned yesterday!  He corrects some students, and Sky and Riven put on a great show.  Props to the actors and choreography people!  Riven fights with two swords, and he dumps Sky on the mat at the end.

...nope, it’s been a week since the attack.  It is now day ten and the boys are worried about their teacher.  And so am I, if Burned One poison is always deadly how is Silva still up and about?  And after the way he described his father dying of it he seems the type to totally take his own way out.  I wonder if he’ll survive to the final battle in episode 6 and heroically sacrifice himself, that’d fit.

There’s Stella wearing pastel pink and a skirt the real Stella might almost put on.  And a sweater and scarf.  I wonder how much of the costume choices are just because it’s quite possibly really dang COLD in Ireland and they don’t want the cast to suffer.  They also could be trying for an otherworldly feel by having the clothes be unfashionable but that’s a very strange choice.

Stella has given no thought to poor Silva and thinks he’s fine, only “Are you training later or are we hanging out before the party?”  Sky also infodrops that Burned Ones are like vampires and if they kill the one that tagged him Silva will survive.

So either there’s two Burned Ones or Aisha didn’t kill the one she pinned to the tree.  I guess they didn’t mention to Dowling that they went out and pinned a Burned One to a tree.

Anyway Stella kisses Sky, who barely notices ‘cause he’s worried for his mentor’s life, and goes to class.  Riven starts guessing why Sky took up with Stella again and assumes it’s ‘cause Stella does kinky stuff.  Riven giggles like a twelve year old at the thought and Sky pushes him off the bench.  Then in a more mature moment Riven pretty much says ‘I'm there for you’ on the whole Silva thing.

I have this suspicion that we’re gonna find out Sky and Stella aren’t having sex, that Sky is trying to help Stella with her magic behind closed doors.  Sky’s vibe is so unseduced.

Classroom scene!  Potions, I’d guess by the flasks on the desks.  16 students at 8 desks in a very skinny room with Dowling at her desk at the end. The teaching is specific to each student though.  Terra blooms a dandelion.  Musa’s instruction is to focus on one thought.  Bloom has a little pile of twigs and is instructed to light one and keep the fire from spreading to the rest.  She says it’s impossible, but then manages.  Beatrix just has a little fizz of lightning.  She snarks Dowling a little and Bloom and Beatrix share a look.  Aisha lifts a sphere of water but when Dowling instructs her to separate drops, the whole thing falls splashing Aisha and Bloom.  It seems like she should be able to just un-wet them but I guess not.  Class over, Aisha heads off for a swim.  Beatrix senses weakness and smirks.

In the greenhouse Silva is getting treatment.  Poor guy’s got a great rotting crater in his back with black veins spreading from it.  Ouch!

Harvey goes out to get something and Terra’s outside waiting to ask how Silva’s doing.  Harvey lies and says he’s fine, and praises terra again for the brave rescue.  Terra catches on, ‘You can tell me. I’m not a little kid anymore.” but her dad doesn’t tell her, just kisses her hair and heads off on his errand.  T

Terra’s left looking at her reflection in the greenhouse glass.

Beatrix and Callan plot.  No luck getting through the barrier in Dowling’s secret passage.  They have this chat while walking in the gallery above the cafeteria in public.  Callan says they shouldn’t be seen together and Beatrix goes with, “everyone’ll just think you’re perving on me.” and calls Callan a pedo.  She shoves him off and twirls right to Riven, who in a charming-slash-weird display, chomps an apple then leans down so Beatrix can bite the apple still in his mouth.

Terra is as baffled by this as I am.  Dane describes Beatrix as a huge nerd who can recite the entire history of the Otherworld in between bong hits.  So bongs exist in fairyland, and also dowling does a really bad job at keeping her students off drugs.  Maybe she needs more than 3 staff members.

Anyway Riven invited Dane to the party and Terra is shocked and clearly territorial/protective over Dane.  

At their table Musa and Bloom are talking about Aisha’s failure in class.  Turns out Bloom’s parents call her at two in the morning because that’s a sensible hour Switzerland time and it wakes the whole dorm up!

Terra comes over to incoherently ask why Beatrix the history nerd is getting action while she can’t keep Dane’s attention away from a jerk like Riven.  She doesn’t say that with words but that’s the real question.  

Off in the background Sam catches Musa’s eye and holds up snacks, inviting her to come share.  Musa picks cute boy over awkward conversation.

Terra deflates.  “I know why really.  ‘Cause she drinks and smokes and looks like her and I’m… sorry.  How are you?” and Terra turns the conversation to Bloom’s search for the old lady in her memory. Which leads to yearbooks to how Silva is to if Sky’s ok to Terra basically saying, “Sky is a great guy but Stella will straight up murder you if you look at him.” to Stella staring at them from another table.  Bloom says she’s just worried about Sky and Terra says, “Ok.” realizing Bloom does not grasp the gravity of the Stella murder situation.

Sky arrives in the greenhouse where Silva is putting his shirt on after another treatment.  They talk, Sky offers to take over some teaching so Silva can rest.  The army is tracking the Burned One but Silva is running out of time.  He starts the ‘my final wishes’ thing but Sky is more interested in how to fix things.  But for soldiers, final wishes are as fixed as things can get.  Sky says, “I already lost one father.” so Andreas is indeed dead.

Cut to Stella hangin’ with the minor fairies!  they’re gossiping about the soldiers!  “hot Marco” is leading them, they’ll get that Burned One no problem.  Stella looks relieved.  She’s not actually heartless.  

Cut to a sign that says “18 Winx Suite’ there it is, the word.

Bloom looks through yearbooks.  Aisha tries to waterbend with no luck.  So little luck that she asks Bloom how the search is going.

We see a page of yearbook with names including “Ranger Colly” “Sparta West ‘Red’”  “Devon Waller”  Maybe the one nicknamed ‘Red’ is Bloom’s mom?  Also a little sad that they didn’t stick in the names of a few of the minor fairies, it would’ve been such a tiny thing so few fans would’ve caught it, but it would have cost them nothing.

Bloom has an idea!  She had the vision after using lots of magic, so maybe if she goes to the stone circle and draws on lots of magic again she’ll get back in touch!  

Aisha knows a bad idea when she hears one.

They are interrupted by Terra calling from the bathroom, she tried to do a cat eye and failed in floods of eyeliner.  Bloom and Aisha rescue her and Musa comes into this strange scene as Terra tells them, “I need full suite support, we’re gonna go show everyone we’re cool and fun...” the girls crowd in front of the mirror and smile.

This is exactly the kind of scene where the real Stella could have shone, sweeping in to make Terra look amazing... but the Stella we have is in Sky and Riven’s room doing her makeup because sharing the mirror with firsties is a nightmare, as Riven pours booze into his flask in preparation for the same bullying he pulled on Dane at the last party.

Wait, a party every ten days?  That is the most Winx Club thing about this show!  Hah!

Also the “there’s not enough staff to keep the students from abusing substances” is gonna be the new “the Winx band needs security guards” innit.  Sigh.

Riven brings the truth bomb: “If everyone around you is a nightmare, it’s not them.”

Stella wants a sip, but Sky isn’t drinking.  Stella thinks she knows why, she turns to reassure him, “Marco is on the Burned One.  As in, badass Marco?  Strongest fairy in a decade?”  But Sky’s still not drinking.  I get such a vibe that Sky is getting his life straight, growing beyond Stella while she remains a bundle of needs and fears.  Of course Bloom is ALSO a bundle of needs and fears so I’m not sure how that’ll work out.

We go to Badass Marco himself, out on rolling green fields.  He and his team are reporting in by radio: they’ve tracked the Burned one up to a river, which may stop it.  Burned Ones have difficulties with large bodies of water.  They should have killed it by morning.  Back at Alfea Dowling says they may not have ‘til morning.  She and Silva, whose eyes are white-ing over but still seems himself, are tracking progress on a map.  Marco and his team move out.  I want to know more about this battalion, Marco’s second is a woman with sort hair who seems to be named Laura, Harvey says her name as he comes to join the other two.  They’re in the cafeteria under the arches. Harvey pours shots all ‘round.  They wish they could be out in the action, not babysitting while their former students face danger. Marco and Laura are the best of the best but have never faced a Burned One.

Then Harvey mentions “the specialists’ annual debauched kegger.”

Silva: “I imagine they think we don’t know.”

Dowling: “I imagine they think you didn’t start it.”

Ok, I adore these three. Mixed feelings about the teenagers with familiar names but all three of the adults seem such solid characters.

...and with that revelation, I need a break from reviewing.  Got a sewing experiment to take apart and put back together, so we’ll have to wait until tomorrow to see if Badass Marco and his team survive or if the first-year students have to take over!

[ibroughtthisonmyselfpixels]

SIBLING TAG GAME!!

Jernigan Central [x] [SUBSCRIBE | 2.4m]

Peter: “--gonna ask you a few questions about each other, okay? And you’ve gotta answer honestly for the camera.”

Yasmin: “Sure, Dad!”

Heart: *timidly* “Mm-hm.”

Peter: “Okay, l- oh, let’s thank Clover Vlogs for tagging us in this first. Can you say--”

Heart, Yasmin: “Thank you, Clover Vlogs.”

Peter: “That’s my good girls!”

1. Which one of you two is the older sibling?

Heart: “Uh, I am. By about a year and a half, I think?”

Yasmin: “W-wait, I thought it was two years?” 

Heart: “No, a year and a - you were born right before Momma--”

Yasmin: *loudly* “Yeah, but you were still a toddler a year and a half ‘fore that. So it’s gotta be two years.”

Heart: “Hang on, I’m eight now, so - ” *counts on fingers* “If I was little in 2015, and now I’m eight, that’s four...” *falters* “W-wha’?”

Peter: “Don’t think too hard about it, sweetie. Heart’s the older sister, that’s all we need to know.”

Heart: *relieved* “Okee.”

2. What do you like about your sibling? 

Yasmin: “I like Heart because she’s... she’sssss got a really nice name - I wish I had a name like Heart. And she’s got a big one, too. A heart. She likes taking care of me and helping with keeping my room clean, and she’s a great, good big sister.”

Heart: “Aww! I, uh, I like that Yasmin’s really into things. She tries everything and she gets really happy when she does it - it’s infectious!”

3. What annoys you about your sibling?

Heart: “Well, sh- she gets really sad as well. And when she gets sad, she can be a bit of a crybaby.”

Yasmin: *tearing up* “I’m not a crybaby! You’re the crybaby.” 

Heart: “Only cus you cry!”

Yasmin: *crosses arms* “Hmph. Nothing wrong with crying anyway... Dad, can I make that my answer?”

Peter: “Make what your answer?”

Yasmin: “I don’t like when Heart talks about being sad or crying like it’s a bad thing. She says I’m meant to be brave and brave people don’t cry, but that’s not true - brave people cry all the time, right, Dad?” 

Peter: “Y- yes, that’s right, Yasmin. They do.”

Heart: *grouses* “Not s’posed to.” 

4. Describe your sibling(s) with three adjectives.

Heart: “Yas--”

Yasmin: “Me first! Heart, uh, Heart is shy, and - she’s family, and... really pretty!”

Heart: *shakes head* 

Yasmin: “You are!” 

Heart: “If you say so. Um... Yasmin’s talkative, and smart, and... what else? ... for-really pretty.”

Yasmin: “Thanks!”

5. What is your sibling’s/siblings’ biggest talent(s)?

Yasmin: “Heart likes going to gymnastics classes. They don’t let you guys in there, but she’s really good at doing stuff and wearing the leotard. I bet you’d say so if you saw ‘er.”

Heart: “Y- sure. And Yasmin’s better at numbers than me - I don’t need to help her with her maths homework at all. I think she’s gonna be a calculator when she grows up!”

6. What is your sibling(s) really bad at?

Heart, Yasmin: “Walking the dog.” 

Heart: “Hey!!”

Yasmin: “Well, you keep forgetting! I don’t forget!”

Heart: “I know you don’t forget, but you can’t hold on to her leash! She keeps running off to sniff trees and poop and you let go of it.”

Yasmin: “It says keep off the grass! If I go on the grass, I’m part of the problem!” 

Peter: “Girls, girls, this really isn’t a big deal. I’m the one who takes Sinnamon most of the time, anyway.” 

Yasmin: “Still, we wanna help.”

7. Do you have nicknames for each other?

Heart: “Yasmin calls me Harp. When she was little she couldn’t say Heart very well, so she said Harp instead, and it - it sorta stuck.”

Yasmin: *turning red* “I was tongue-tied. Weren’t m’ fault.” 

Heart: “No, I know!”

Yasmin: “Uh, Hear- Heart calls me Yas sometimes. Sometimes Minnie. Sometimes little twerp if I borrow her stuff.”

Heart: “It’s not borrowing if you don’t ask!”

8. What’s one thing you can do that your sibling(s) can’t?

Yasmin: *too quickly* “I can borrow Heart’s stuff--”

Heart: “Noooo!!”

Yasmin: *ducks head* “Okay, okay, um! I can - I can do math, and... I can chase away the monsters when it gets dark. And... and style my hair in lots of ways!”

Heart: “Yeah, I don’t like things touching my hair, that’s why I don’t wear hats no more. But Yasmin can’t do cartwheels and handstands, and I can! So I’ve got- Oh, and I can do tongue twisters. ‘Denise sees the fleece, Denise sees the fleas, at least Denise could sneeze and fees an- FEED and freeze the fleas.’ See?”

Peter: “Very good!”

9. Did you get along when you were younger?

Heart: “What, when Yasmin was just a baby?”

Peter: “Yeah, I - I suppose. Or a toddler.”

Yasmin: “I remember wanting to play with you and hug you every time you were in the room, so I guess we did?” 

Heart: “I remember that too. Daddy did a great job of telling me you were coming and what they’d have to do when you got here, so I didn’t get all jealous of you like Angelina Ballerina.”

Peter: “Hm, we read that book a lot together, huh?”

Heart: “I liked it when M... when we put on the silly voices.”

10. What is your funniest childhood memory of your sibling?

Heart: “I thiiink it was when Yasmin was just learning how to walk and talk. She was taking a lot of steps on her own and called out to Daddy, but he was in the kitchen with supper so he had to run over, and by that time Yasmin’d fell down. And, and then she said “Daaaaaaaddy”, in that kind of voice like - that kind of - in that kind of way like ‘Daaad, you missed it’, and it just made me laugh and I couldn’t stop.”

Yasmin: “I don’t remember that?”

Heart: “Yeah, this was when you were still little, so you wouldn’t.”

Yasmin: “Guess...”

Peter: “What about Heart, Yasmin? What funny things do you remember?”

Yasmin: “I dunno. Heart’s not really a funny sister. She’s a look-after sister.”

11. Are you closer now or when you were younger?

Peter: “I bet you’re gonna say now, for sure.”

Yasmin: “Yep! We’re closer now.”

Heart: “Because we can actually talk to and understand each other!”

Peter: “That’s a plus.”

12. Did you compete with each other?

Heart: “...um... not really?”

Yasmin: “Nah.”

13. Which one of you is more likely to turn out like your… dad?

Yasmin: *tears up* “Or mom?”

Peter: “W- well - I didn’t want to--”

Yasmin: *starts crying*

Peter: “--oh dear...”

Heart: *pats Yasmin’s back* “I- it’s okay, Yas, I’ll take this one. Um...” *quietly* “I think Yasmin’s a lot like Momma was already. She’s more blonde like she was, and, uh, and she’s got that same face when she sees something surprising - the, like, the gasp.”

Peter: *quietly* “The gasp? You still remember that?”

Heart: “Yeah. She’d be all,” *exaggerated gasp* “You know? And Yasmin does that.”

Yasmin, giggling despite crying: “I d- do not.”

Heart: “Sure you do! Now, Yas - do you think I’m more like Daddy, or you are?”

Yasmin: *wipes eyes* “I...” *sniffs* “Iiiiii, maybe you are. Cus you’ve g- you’ve got these dark eyebrows, and - your hair’s more Mom’s than mine, but you’ve still got the black, uh, roots? Is it roots?”

Peter: “Yeah, it’s roots.” 

14. Which one is most likely to have a big family?

Heart: “Don’t we have a big family now? We’ve got two grandmas and two grandpas and second-cousins and a dog and--” 

Peter: “I think it means have a big family when you grow up.”

Yasmin: “Well, we’ll still have all those grandmas and grandpas and cousins when we grow up, won’t we? So it’ll still be big.”

Peter: “R- right.”

15. What is one thing about your sibling(s) that has changed as you’ve gotten older?

Yasmin: “Our age!”

Peter: *snorts* “Y- Apart from that, Yasmin.”

Heart: “Um, if I can - Yasmin’s gotten more into owls. She used to really hate owls, cus they screeched a lot, but she’s not so bad with it now.”

Yasmin: “And Heart’s gotten, uh... sadder. For - cus she - she’s just gotten sadder, you know?”

Heart: “Sorry...”

16. Who’s better at maths?

Yasmin: “I am!”

Heart: “She’s right, she is. I try a lot, but the numbers keep going away and being all weird, cus I’ve got dys- dys- dysfunctional.”

Yasmin: *nudges Heart* “Nooo, Heart, it’s dyslexia!”

Peter: “Dyscalculia, actually.” 

Heart: “Yeah, that!”

Peter: “Dyslexia’s for letters.”

Heart: “Yeah.”

Yasmin: “Oh. ... Do I have dyslexia, Dad?”

Peter: “No, honey, you just got a little confused, and that’s okay. They’re big words for someone your age.” 

Yasmin: “Okay, good.”

17. Who is more pessimistic and who is more optimistic?

Peter: *wryly* “Speaking of big words...”

Heart: “What’s a pessimist again?”

Peter: “Someone who’s sad most of the time. And an optimist’s someone who’s happy!” 

Yasmin: “Oh, that’s why Grandma Lydia’s so happy! She’s gotta go to the optimist sometimes.”

Heart, before Peter can reply: “If that’s what it means, uh, I think i’m the pessimist. I get sad all the time even though I’m not supposed to.”

Peter: “Heart, we keep telling you, it’s okay to be sad--”

Heart: “But I’m not supposed to! Cus we’re meant to be brave girls. Right?”

Peter: “W- we can talk about this later, Heart.” 

Heart: *quietly* “Told you.” 

18. Is there anything you don’t like doing together?

Heart: “...”

Yasmin: “Taking baths, I guess. Our bath can fit both of us, but I like bubbles and Heart doesn’t so we don’t like doing it together cus we hav- have ‘different skin care needs’.”

19. Which one of you do you think will get married first?

Yasmin: “No.”

Peter: *chuckling* “No?”

Heart: “Nope. We’re not getting married at all.”

Yasmin: “Gettin’ married’s nothing but trouble. You gotta get the dress and be the bride... no thanks.”

Peter: “Not even in a registry? You don’t have to--”

Yasmin: “Nope, not in a register neither.” 

Heart: “We can just live together with Sinnamon when we grow up!”

Peter: *with a wide smile* “Fair enough.”

20. Lastly, how often do you argue?

Heart: “We don’t!” Yasmin: *simultaneously* “All the time!” 

*the girls shoot a glare at each other* 

Heart: “We do NOT!”

Yasmin: “Do too! We--”

Peter: “Okay, and I think that’s enough for today, girls! Thanks, once again, Clover Vlogs for tagging us in this; don’t forget to like, subscribe, and hit the little bell; and, uh... can you say bye to the viewers?” 

Heart: *shrinks back, as if suddenly hyper aware this is going out for broadcast* “Um...”

Yasmin: “Bye, friends! Thanks for watching!”

Heart: “Y-yeah!”

[dandart]

I like quizzes...

1. What is you middle name?

Walter. Not kidding.

2. How old are you?

28

3. When is your birthday?

4th June

4. What is your zodiac sign?

Classical: Gemini

Revised: Taurus

5. What is your favorite color?

Deep purple. Also orange sometimes.

6. What’s your lucky number?

4, 16, 64... powers of 4.

7. Do you have any pets?

1 black cat, 2 lutino cockatiels, a venus fly trap and a "puppy" (shytsumiki is my Chise)

8. Where are you from?

Devon, south west England.

9. How tall are you?

175cm (about 5'9" in ye olde measurements)

10. What shoe size are you?

Like 7... ._. That's tiny. It makes it painful to walk. (EU 41, US 9)

11. How many pairs of shoes do you own?

One that I actually use. But then I occasionally share with my darling Angel shytsumiki, but I also have more impractical ones stashed.

12. What was your last dream about?

Ah fuck now I don't remember... it was interesting though.

13. What talents do you have?

Coding, origami, musical instruments, tech in general and uhmm not a lot else?

14. Are you psychic in any way?

No one's psychic. That's never been proven. I can barely read emotions when I look at faces. I am remarkably imperceptive.

15. Favorite song?

Starset's My Demons, Pink Floyd's Comfortably Numb or Focus' Anonymus 2.

16. Favorite movie?

Star Trek IV: The Voyage Home. But I do also enjoy me some others. Ask for my imdb if you're interested.

17. Who would be your ideal partner?

My babygirl shytsumiki was my childhood crush. No one I have ever met has come close to being so magically attractive to me.

18. Do you want children?

No, I have my babygirl shytsumiki and our pets are our babies.

19. Do you want a church wedding?

Noooooooooooo. One in the dead of night in the woods would be just lovely.

20. Are you religious?

In as much as I occasionally personify the world or the universe, but not seriously.

21. Have you ever been to the hospital?

Yeah. I even stayed overnight but only to stay with my little Angel shytsumiki.

22. Have you ever got in trouble with the law?

Umm... once as a kid I didn't know how to do anything nor what I was doing, and punched a teacher after she stopped me stealing and eating broken biscuits and had to talk to a policeman. But other than that, not since I was like 7. Gosh I was a horror.

23. Have you ever met any celebrities?

Yeah, I met the Linux Outlaws and co, I've met the Gadget Show crew, I went to see Biffy Clyro live... of all bands... I've spoken to a few coding legends too... erm... tweeted with Carmack, and Akira, that vfx guy for Star Trek...

24. Baths or showers?

Baths are soothing but I usually shower because I haven't always got the patience.

25. What color socks are you wearing?

Nihilism.

26. Have you ever been famous?

I should hope so. I was known as The Cloud Man by LO, got published in Linux Format, once had a thousand twitter followers and had feedback from strangers on my code. I am also in the OEIS, thrice.

27. Would you like to be a big celebrity?

Not in the classical papparazi pop star sense, but to be a household name who doesn't have to hide his face in public sounds okay. A legacy would be nice, after all.

28. What type of music do you like?

Uber metal and prog rock, usually. Soundtracks too.

29. Have you ever been skinny dipping?

Noooooooo eww.

30. How many pillows do you sleep with?

Two, but I often share two with shytsumiki and iunno if she counts <3

31. What position do you usually sleep in?

Sideways unless my neck hurts (physiological problem) in which case back or front.

32. How big is your house?

Three bedrooms but still pokey. We have too much stuff.

33. What do you typically have for breakfast?

A nothing sandwich with bread made out of thin air with a side of invisible chips.

34. Have you ever fired a gun?

Only a bb and a fairground one.

35. Have you ever tried archery?

Yeah once and I loved it and want to take it up again.

36. Favorite clean word?

Either discombobulate, defenestrate, pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis or jam.

37. Favorite swear word?

Fucknugget? Anything which is half swear and half clean is a winner in my book. Shitsticks.

38. What’s the longest you’ve ever gone without sleep?

Around 40 hours I should think.

39. Do you have any scars?

Myes. That's a story which perhaps requires a tw...

40. Have you ever had a secret admirer?

How would I know? If it's secret I wouldn't know. My little darling is my exsecret admirer though apparently.

41. Are you a good liar?

Nope. I am forgetful so I wouldn't even be aligned in the answers I was giving. Plus I just don't like it. It makes me too guilty.

42. Are you a good judge of character?

I hope so but haven't had many chances to find that out just yet.

43. Can you do any other accents other than your own?

Sure. It's-a pizza, italiano! But seriously I am okay at some but terrible at others.

44. Do you have a strong accent?

I wouldn't say so but no one would. I would just say "generic Southern English"

45. What is your favorite accent?

Some Southern hemisphere or east Asian I like a lot, also a few European.

46. What is your personality type?

INTP afaik

47. What is your most expensive piece of clothing?

I don't actually know, I don't go for expensive, nor care for my clothes especially.

48. Can you curl your tongue?

Yes.

49. Are you an innie or an outie?

Innie.

50. Left or right handed?

Right.

51. Are you scared of spiders?

Nope.

52. Favorite food?

Sushi.

53. Favorite foreign food?

...sushi. Alright, different answer? Takoyaki?

54. Are you a clean or messy person?

Extremely messy.

55. Most used phrased?

It changes every so often. Dunno right now.

56. Most used word?

Also changes. Still don't know.

57. How long does it take for you to get ready?

For climbing? Jk like a minute?

58. Do you have much of an ego?

Used to, now I don't.

59. Do you suck or bite lollipops?

Both.

60. Do you talk to yourself?

All the time. I know, right?

61. Do you sing to yourself?

Yup.

62. Are you a good singer?

Only if I try which is rare and even then rarely.

63. Biggest Fear?

Losing my Angel. Or dying.

64. Are you a gossip?

Nope. Not at all.

65. Best dramatic movie you’ve seen?

I don't actually know.

66. Do you like long or short hair?

Having? Long. Seeing? Don't mind as long as it's not a buzzcut. So from vaguely short and floofy to massively long.

67. Can you name all 50 states of America?

No I can't, and it would be weird to expect that of me.

68. Favorite school subject?

Maths and physics and IT.

69. Extrovert or Introvert?

Intro now, ex extro

70. Have you ever been scuba diving?

No but it sounds llike good fun.

71. What makes you nervous?

Jealousy and making the wrong moves.

72. Are you scared of the dark?

Nope. Used to be a bit when alone.

73. Do you correct people when they make mistakes?

Sometimes, less than I used to, when it would be useful.

74. Are you ticklish?

A bit. Less than I used to be since being bigger.

75. Have you ever started a rumor?

Nope

76. Have you ever been in a position of authority?

Not official governmently but I have owned projects, and in other places.

77. Have you ever drank underage?

Probably.

78. Have you ever done drugs?

Hasn't everyone done soft ones?

79. Who was your first real crush?

My Angel Baby shytsumiki

80. How many piercings do you have?

None.

81. Can you roll your Rs?“

Yes.

82. How fast can you type?

Reasonably fast I should think.

83. How fast can you run?

Reasonably slow.

84. What color is your hair?

Brown to me, dark blonde to my mum and ginger in an underground coding quiz apparently.

85. What color is your eyes?

Are? Blue.

86. What are you allergic to?

Probably prawns.

87. Do you keep a journal?

No, wish I could remember to.

88. What do your parents do?

My mum's a mosaic artist and my dad's a retired satcom engineer.

89. Do you like your age?

Ummm, it's alright??

90. What makes you angry?

Die hard cruelty and things that make people or animals suffer. Including wars, all of which are inexcusable. Come on people, the best for the most, keep up! I am the judge.

91. Do you like your own name?

It's alright. Better than some, not as cool as others.

92. Have you already thought of baby names, and if so what are they?

Bob Jim Ted because they are hilarious names. Not that I'm using them for anything but fiction.

93. Do you want a boy a girl for a child?

No. I already have my babygirl shytsumiki.

94. What are you strengths?

Code. Logic. Maths and science. Compassion perhaps.

95. What are your weaknesses?

Memory, communication and showing emotion.

96. How did you get your name?

My folks picked it from a comic. "Dan Dare: Pilot of the Future". Middle name from a great uncle.

97. Were your ancestors royalty?

Everyone's were. I haven't traced exactly how but have traced up to 500 years in some places.

98. Do you have any scars?

Yes, you asked that before.

99. Color of your bedspread?

Colour. Currently red and black.

100. Color of your room?

Colour! Well white as are all of them atm.

These are fun. Thank you.

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PA got tagged

uhm... do with this info what you will i guess. there’s a bit about PA. @wayhaughtficrec bullied (tagged) me so here i go. another thing you’ve learned about PA, apparently tag me and i’ll do the thing, lmao.

Tagged by: wayhaughtficrec

Rule one: tag nine people you want you want to know better.

that i know of pretty much everyone else has done this, at least that i am aware of. looks like it’s on you followers: @diaryofadimwit @theearpiestearpofthemall and whomever else would like to do this. 

Rule 2: bold the true statements

I am 5′7 or taller (barely 5′7, just made it)

I wear glasses

I have at least one tattoo

I have at least one piercing

I have blonde hair (technically it’s dark blonde, also i bleach it to do fun colors)

My abs are somewhat defined

I have or had braces (figured out i was into girls real quick, having guys shove their hands in my mouth XD)

I love meeting new people

People tell me I’m funny (allegedly, i just assume it’s pity laughter)

Helping people with their problems is a big priority to me (i’m always more  willing to help others than i am to help myself)

I enjoy physical challenges (i like to play pick-up games of sports...)

I enjoy mental challenges (i get headaches when i have to use the brain)

I’m playfully rude to people I know well

I started to say something ironically, now I can’t stop saying it

There is something I would change about my personality

I can play an instrument

I can sing well ( idk about well, but i sing)

I can do 30 push-ups without stopping

I’m a fast runner

I can draw well

I have a good memory

I’m good at doing math in my head

I can hold my breath under water for over a minute

I have beaten at least two people in an arm wrestle

I know how to cook at least three meals from scratch

I can throw a punch

I enjoy sports

I have learned a new song in the past week

I work out at least once a week

I have drawn something in the last month

I enjoy writing (imagine if i didn’t bold this, lmao. but i enjoy it when i don’t feel like i have to write something, that’s how i’ve been feeling lately, thus the hiatus)

I have done martial arts

I have had my first kiss

I have had alcohol

I have scored a winning goal in sports

I have watched an entire season of a TV show in one sitting (helps the depression)

I have been to an overnight event

I have been in a taxi 

I have been in the hospital/er in the past year

I have beaten a video game in one day (Mass Effect Andromeda, i had fun and forgot to sleep, whoops)

I have visited another country (i only bold this because it is technically true, i went to Canada when i was a kiddo, but i do not remember it)

I have been to one of my favorite band’s concerts (Maroon 5, P!nk, Elton John, Weird Al, to name a few)

I have at least one person I consider a best friend (my sibling <3)

I live close to my school/work (30 mins to school, work varies)

My parents are still together

I live in the US (Kansas, boo)

There is snow right now where I live

I have hung out with friends in the past month

I have a smartphone (iphone SE)

I have at least 15 CDs 

I share my room with somebody

I have a crush on a celebrity (MARRY ME MELANIE SCROFANO)

I have a crush on someone I know

I have been in at least 3 relationships

I have asked someone out or admitted my feelings to them (ended not great)

I get crushes easily

I have had a crush for over a year

I have been in a relationship for over a year (not currently, but i was in a mostly long distance relationship. “how have you not had your first kiss yet then?” well we dated briefly, got along, never had the opportunity to kiss and then she went to another state, where we resumed the relationship until i found out for half our relationship, while she was in another state, she was boning some other person)

I have had feelings for a friend (see above: she was my friend first before we dated)

I have break danced

I know a person called Jamie

I have a teacher with a last name that’s hard to pronounce

I have dyed my hair (it’s bleached right now)

I am listening to a song on repeat right now (... “Heart Boner” by Ninja Sex Party)

I have punched someone in the past week

I have known someone who has gone to jail

I have broken a bone (left middle finger when i was in 8th grade at a catholic middle school, advised to get it elevated, got in a lot of trouble. fractured my left wrist falling off the monkey bars at 5, shit-hole-dad said i was fine for three days afterwards before i got medical attention. fractured left ankle, hairline fracture, moving colleges during the winter, slipped down half a flight of cement stairs, was very lucky that’s all i hurt.)

I have eaten a waffle today

I know what to do with my life (want to be a voice actor, if someone would ever want me to do voice work, hit me up. i’ll break anonymity to talk for you)

I speak at least 2 languages (i write in spanish better than i speak it)

I made a new friend in the last year 

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Say I Never Mattered Chapter 3 *:･ﾟ✧

Steve Harrington x Y/N Henderson (Slowburn)

Warnings: mention of domestic abuse, swearing

Chapter 1  / Chapter 2 / Chapter 3 / Chapter 4 / Chapter 5 /

Chapter 6 / Chapter 7 / Chapter 8

Playlist

A/N: In this unnecessarily long chapter, you get to know how Steve and Y/N met, also about their relationship and the relationship between Steve and Dustin and some other characters. You also hear about Andrew Henderson and let me tell you he’s a fucking ASS.

Writing this was really challenging and I’m excited to share this with you. Again thank you for the love on the other two Chapters! I really appreciate it and I hope you like this one too.

Also, I’m so sorry that this turned into a Slow Burn. XD 

Disclaimer: English is not my native language, so I’m sorry in advance for any grammatical or spelling errors.

Steve woke up nearly three hours after you, head hurting like a bitch.

He was laying in his bed, still wearing the clothes he had worn yesterday.

When he moved he also noticed, that he apparently had left one of his shoes on. The other Nike Classic Cortez was on the floor next to a half-emptied Vodka bottle. He closed his eyes again, in regret. He wished yesterday didn’t happen. He had thought that Vodka would help him to forget and make it easier to blame his actions on the alcohol but everything was still engraved in his memory. Steve Harrington didn’t drink often and when he did it normally was beer. His alcohol tolerance accordingly wasn’t very high and he really felt that on this particular day. He sat up, the room was spinning and he immediately hated himself for making yet another stupid decision.

“Vodka doesn’t help with your problems add that to the list, Harrington“, he muttered to himself.

The infamous list he was mumbling about had been the outcome of a prank he had pulled in Middle School. He had color dyed the schools swimming pool pink and Mr. Clark caught him. Tommy, one of his former friends had dared him to do it as a joke. Nicole, Carol’s red-haired appendage laughed it off and told Tommy that Steve was too much of a “Pussy“ to do it anyway.

Carol and Tommy had been dating and supposedly fucking since seventh grade while Steve, contrary to popular belief, hadn’t even kissed a girl in grade eight.

He obviously was trying to change that, going for Nicole. So when he heard her call him a “Pussy”, he had tried to proof her wrong and win her over.

Mr. Clark had gone easy on him. He hadn’t even told the principal how the pool had ended up with a slight pink tint.

“Steve, this is the third time I caught you trying to vandalize school property. This month.“, Mr. Clark had ascertained rather annoyed.

Steve had just shrugged his shoulders and had looked at his teacher like nothing in the world mattered to him but that was just an act he put on. He had a title to maintain and, if anyone found out that “the Steve Harrington” was losing his shit over a teacher finding out he was misbehaving, they certainly would call him everything in the book but “King Steve“ or anything remotely positive.

But the reason behind him freaking out internally wasn’t that he was afraid of getting sent to detention for the rest of the year. No, he was way past that point. The last time he had been sent to the principal’s office, he was told that over the next action against the school ordinance from his side, they had no other choice but suspending him.

Mr. Clark had just recapped exactly that, to the now also visibly becoming anxious Middle Schooler.

Scott Clark had then debated loudly what he should do to the rebellious kid. When Steve thought back his teacher had obviously done that to scare him shitless, which was quite funny to him now.

...

“Steve, I believe you’re a smart kid. But I wasn’t born yesterday, either. You clearly put on this act because you are frantically trying to be popular. And I guess it’s working out for you but It it really doesn’t suit you and I think you could do better like I said you’re smart and good at sports and I think you do deserve another chance.“, Mr. Clark had said, when he was done scolding Steve, still giving him a warning look though.

“Thank you so much, Mr. Clark. I promise I’ll be better.“, he blurted out so fast, he stumbled over his words.

“Oh no, Harrington, I won’t let it go that easily. I still have to punish you in some way.“, he added after Steve had apologized.

He then was silent for a few seconds, probably thinking about the lightest punishment he could get away with if anyone would have found out about this situation and questioned his methods.

“I think it would be a great idea to knock you out of the skies by making you admit and list the things you did wrong. Why you did them and if they had a positive or a negative impact on your life. Sometimes seeing one’s actions and their results laid out on the table helps to notice, which percentage are actually good things and which percentage are… well, in your case: pure stupidity. Also, we definitely need more people in the organization team for the Snowball, so I’m counting you in, Mr. Popular.“, Mr. Clark had told him sounding very pleased and a slightly gleeful with his selected punishment.

Steve was then let go and allowed to join his friends for lunch. Of course, he told them what had happened, leaving out the few rather embarrassing details.

“… and then he was like, but you still need to write this list and help to organize the snowball“, Steve impersonated Mr. Clark, in true Middle School manner.

Everything they thought was funny back then, sounded so stupid and childish now. 

“A list ?“, Nicole squealed.

“I don’t know. I guess some kind of Fuck-Up-List. It was really weird.“, Steve answered, furrowing his brows.

No further explanation was needed to make the Middle Schoolers erupt into laughter.

And that was how the Fuck-Up-List was born. It was really dumb, but it became sort of a running gag in the grade. People were betting on what was on it and making their own lists.

Steve’s list was even published in the yearbook when grade nine was over and they were transferring to High School and the principal couldn’t do shit anymore.

But Steve as funny as he had fought it was, actually started taking it seriously and was still adding stuff to the list when he was a senior in High School. It had helped him a couple of times in his life.

...

And about the Nicole thing, after that, she wanted Steve or preferably King Steve more than ever.

But he had a change of heart.

He met you.

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You were the new kid in Hawkins and your teachers thought it would be a good idea to involve you in the preparations for the “Snowball”, so you could get to know the other students better. You agreed to join the team, trying to overact the fact that you hadn’t signed up for any extracurriculars yet and weren’t planning to do so either.

The team was small. It consisted of Barbara Holland her friend Ally and a guy named Reed who was just there because he swapped his two weeks of detention for throwing an empty Coke Can at Mr. Mundy, in for helping to plan the event. Although the meetings were pretty boring, you still went. You really liked Barb and her friend Nancy she sometimes brought along, Ally wasn’t that bad either and Reed… well, Reed was just a dick. But you knew his type. You had moved to Hawkins from New York. Living in Queens for the majority of your life, you knew a shit tone of people, because there were so many. A lot of them acted exactly like Reed, it felt like you copied and pasted a New Yorker, you knew to Hawkins. When you had moved here you were shocked at how small the population and the town in general were. You knew pretty much everyone at least by their names at the end of ninth grade. It was a huge change for you and it was really strange at first. You had left your friends and your accustomed surroundings behind because your parents had decided they needed a fresh start in a new town. This time together. It was doomed to fail, but you and your brother had as always no say in it.

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It was another irritatingly boring session, this time in the gym where the Snowball would take place in a few weeks. Ally was going on about some cheap, color changing fairy lights that she really wanted to incorporate in the decor as a centerpiece when the gym door opened. A boy in a black shirt and tight jeans came walking in. He had wild brown hair and brown eyes. He looked as bored and as unmotivated as you were.

“Basketball practice was canceled today, Harrington!“, Ally bitched at the boy.

You and Reed rolled your eyes and sighed in unison.

“Yeah, I know that… I’m here to help with the Snowball thing, I guess.“, he said kind of reluctant.

“Oh, thank god, man. I thought I had to die of boredom in this hell of glitter and fairy lights.“, the copy and paste New Yorker said relieved.

“Jesus! No need to get religious up in here, this committee looks scary enough.“, your new member chuckled.

The joke was really bad, but you still had to laugh. He came closer to the group. “Reed, Ally, Barbara“, he bowed down, smiling,“It’s a pleasure to join you.“

Ally gave him a death stare, but he ignored it and looked over at you, his eyes getting wider, he snapped his fingers and then pointed at you. “Oh, my! A new face in Hawkins, I’m actually shocked. No one moved here since…Well, since I was born, I guess.“, he laughed.

“Weird, because that statement doesn’t shock me at all.“, you said with an ironic tone in your voice.

He smiled and stretched his hand out to shake yours.

“I’m Steve Harrington.“

“Y/N Henderson“, you replied shaking his hand.

“It’s nice to meet you Y/N!”, he said looking directly into your, Y/E/C eyes, a gentle smile on his lips.

If you had known back then that Steve was convinced from that moment on, that your eyes were the most beautiful ones he had seen and would ever see, melting at the thought of getting to stare into them for hours, your relationship might have gone in a completely different direction.

But that was how it all started. Your friendship, everything you were going to go through together in the future and lots of unspoken and maybe some undefined feelings.

“Quit flirting you two! We got some shit to do!“, Ally yelled after she had eyed your interaction.

Steve just laughed but your cheeks flushed bright red. You weren’t sure why but that had never happened around anyone else. Not like that. In the few following weeks, you noticed quickly that everything was a little bit different between you and Steve Harrington.

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Steve stood up from his bed.

He felt his stomach turn and he rushed to the bathroom.

Also barely making it to the sink.

Also throwing up.

But obviously for a completely different reason than you had.

He as well, was sitting on his bathroom floor for a while. The room was a mess. He shouldn’t have left his own party early but he couldn’t have stayed after what had happened. It was like a switch had flipped to pure chaos, not only in him, also in everyone else that had attended his party. After his little speach people went nuts. There was a lamp in the bathtub, someone had punched in the mirror, there were wet clothes in his shower, a bottle of beer was shattered on the floor and someone had written a famous Billy Joel lyric on the door with what he assumed was lipstick.

“She can kill with a smile, she can wound with her eyes.

And she only reveals what she wants you to see.

She hides like a child.“

When he read it he thought about you. How you looked at him last night. Your eyes said everything, you didn’t. It was like you had stabbed him in the heart and when you had turned around guilt trickled over him and he felt the worst he ever had. He knew he deserved it, though. He had screwed up big time.

He hadn’t been able to endure this feeling and he knew he had to leave this house. He was emotionally weak at the moment, which had triggered the situation he had gotten himself in, in the first place.

He had pushed through the masses to his front door, throwing the black blazer he had been wearing earlier over his shoulder and just left. The same black blazer he had worn when Nancy Wheeler told him, she didn’t love him, a few weeks prior on the night of Halloween. He thought that he couldn’t ever feel more pain than in the moment those words had left her lips, but he proofed himself wrong. He felt so horrible about what he had done. The only thing that had been able to calm him down was this fucking bottle of Vodka, he had woken up next to. He felt sick again at the thought.

“Uhh“, he groaned, rubbing his hands over his face and cringing at himself, “I’m such an asshole!“, he mumbled.

...

Meanwhile, Billy Hargrove had arrived at the Harrington Residence, Tommy H. following close behind him. He was the one who told Billy who had taken his keys.

“So she gave them your little sister… who then gave them to your old man?“ Tommy said dumbfounded.

Billy turned around and aggressively shoved his pointer finger in Tommy’s face, “She’s not my fucking sister!“

Tommy just started squinting at Billy’s finger. He really wasn’t the brightest.

Billy looked at him confusion in his features before he quickly dropped his finger.

“It doesn’t matter how it happened anyway! The problem here is that the bitch took my keys. She disrespected me and my property and now I’m gonna have to take something from her. That’s just how this works.“ Billy said with a sadistic smile on his lips.

“But Dude, you were pretty wasted last night. You would probably have crashed your car if she didn’t take them. Shouldn’t you… I don’t know… like, thank her?“ Tommy interposed. Probably the smartest thing that had ever left Tommy’s lips but Billy did not share that opinion.

“Don’t be stupid Tommy!“, Billy said growing angrier.

He had just put the key in the lock of his Camaro when the front door of the house opened and a sick looking Steve Harrington rushed out. He furrowed his brows at Billy and Tommy but didn’t give them much more attention.

“Hey, Harrington!“, Billy yelled,“You seem to really have a knack for scaring women away, don’t you?“

Steve had already passed them and was about to get in his car when Billy’s yelling reached him. Everyone had seen, what had happened between the two of you last night and everyone knew what happened between Steve and Nancy four weeks ago. Billy was obviously trying to tear that wound open again but failed.

Steve didn’t even bother to turn around, he just flipped the two clowns off and responded with a simple, “Just eat it, Hargrove!“, before getting into his BMW and driving off.

...

Steve was late. Before the unpleasant interaction with Billy, he had dragged himself into the kitchen, stumbling over the aftermath of his party, to take some Advil. He had remembered that he agreed to pick Dustin up from the Byers place at 1:30 pm. He had almost forgotten that you had asked him yesterday, saying something about your car being in the shop. Of course, he had agreed. He really liked your brother, they were basically attached at the hip since the end of October. You weren’t exactly sure why, but you were glad that Dustin finally had a male influence in his life. Your father was never there to talk to him about this “Teenage Boy Stuff“ and he certainly was not a good role model.

Steve arrived at the Byers house five minutes late, Dustin already waiting for him outside, looking sulky.

“You’re late!“, the boy declared when he got into the expensive car.

“Yeah, I’m sorry. I was cleaning up at home and forgot to check the time.“, Steve lied.

The boy didn’t make any more remarks, turning his head to look outside. Steve was staring at the back of his signature baseball cap and understood the sign, starting the car with a sigh.

It was really quiet for minutes and Steve’s was growing more and more nervous with every mile he came closer to your house. He was thinking about you and how he could make anything he had said last night better. His emotional weakness was showing once again when he turned on the radio trying to drown his thoughts in the music. He was bopping his head around to the sound of “Beat it”  by Micheal Jackson while Dustin was watching the pageant for while, soon deciding enough was enough and switching off the radio, looking at the completely surprised teenager in the driver’s seat. 

“So, are you gonna tell me what you did to my sister last night? Or do I have to cope with this-“, he stopped to point at Steve motioning his hand around in a circle before finishing his sentence, “-for the next ten minutes.“

Steve’s mouth fell open, his eyes were wandering around between the curly haired boy and the road. He ran one hand through his hair, “I didn’t do… I-I“,  he bit his lip and let it slip out from in between his gritted teeth again. He sighed. “I’m an asshole“, he said, this time not to himself, but to the boy next to him who was patiently awaiting his answer. And so Steve laid his entire heart out in front of your brother. He told him everything. From what happened last night to the undefined feelings he had, had towards you since Middle School.

“Dude!“, Dustin yelled, “You’re a fucking idiot!“

“Yeah... Believe me, I know!“, Steve stated.

“I don’t know how you want to fix this but you better think of something in light speed“, Dustin said as they were pulling onto your driveway.

Steve stopped the car and started fiddling with his hands while staring outside with an empty gaze. Dustin looked at him shaking his head since Steve didn’t move an inch. He opened the car door and walked towards your house. When Dustin was on the porch, Steve finally snapped out of it. “Wait!“, he screamed, now fiddling with his seat belt.

He had just reached the door and was standing next to Dustin when you opened

“Hey, Dusty“, you said in a soft tone. Dustin just shook his head and walked past you. You did not ask what was going on, thinking it probably had something to do with the boy in front of you.

So you were just standing there, leaning against the door frame and crossing your arms over your chest. You furrowed your brows and looked at the gatecrasher reproachfully.

You were wearing a huge hoodie and a pair of baggy jeans. Your Y/H/C hair was still wet since you had showered about five times, feeling like you had to wash Billy’s touch off somehow.

Steve ignored your expression and asked, “Can we talk?“

You took in a deep breath and were about to shake your head and shut the door in his face, but your escape plan was interrupted.

“For fuck’s sake, just go talk to him Y/N!“, a determined voice said, behind you.

You glared at your brother who was holding his hands up, like you were about to shoot him and then turned around to stare at Steve, in the same way, expecting him to piss off. But he didn’t.

“Can I come in?“ he asked, uncertain of how you would react.

The two of you had been best friends for almost five years and yet Steve hadn’t been in your house once. He had often picked you up, but he had never set foot over your doorstep and you weren’t ready to change that, especially now. You didn’t know if he really meant what he had said and if that meant your friendship was over. You didn’t let your best friend, your favorite person in the entire world gain an insight on your home life, so you surely wouldn’t let in a boy who had just torn your mental stability into shreds.

“No“, you said sternly.

Steve at that point thought it was over, that he would never get to talk to you again. But to his relief, you added sighing, “Wait here. I’ll be out in five.“

The door slammed shut. Steve’s head fell back, his eyes closed, head now tilted towards the sky he felt relief rush through his body. He was given a chance to explain himself and he was going to use it.

“Harrington.“, a calm, familiar voice spoke up from behind him.

He turned around to face the man who was slowly walking up the stairs.

“Um, hey.“, he greeted him, confused to why he was there.

...

Insight a fight had broken loose.

“… because you need to give him a chance to explain himself. Why are you so angry?“, your brother whispered in a harsh tone.

“I’m angry because it is my choice when I want to talk to him about what happened and not yours. You don’t need to be involved in every mess in my life!“, you whispered back, also harshly.

“I’m not involved in any of your messes“, your brother now hissed. You turned around trying to shush him with just a look, but that only made him yell louder, “You don’t tell me anything! I don’t know where the hell our mother is and why she left and I also don’t know what dad is doing, that you’re so fucking frightened of him!” He had screamed the last part of his sentence.

You stood there shocked. You were missing words. Steve definitely must have heard that, standing outside and you weren’t able to cope with your brother confronting you right now.

There was a sudden knock on the front door and the noise seemed to have reactivated your Broca’s area.

“We’ll talk later“, you told your brother who was now staring at you angrily and grabbed your scarf before opening the door

“Steve, I told you I would be out in fi-“, you stopped mid-sentence when you looked up and your eyes didn’t meet Steve.

“Hopper?“, Dustin asked as confused as you looked.

Hopper smiled at Dustin and looked back at you.

“I found your car.“, he said.

Your heart dropped. You felt jangly and loose inside.

You nodded, remembering that you had informed him that Andrew Henderson had left with your black Ford Escort. He had come by your workplace, the Radio Shack claiming he’d forgotten his jacket in your car when he had made you drive him to the bar the night before. You did not trust him and wouldn’t give him your keys at first, till he threatened to make a scene in the shop and get you fired. So you gave in since you needed to keep your job and you knew he could get you fired in seconds. A few minutes later, you saw your car driving south. And you knew he was gone again. In his opinion, you were overreacting when it came to him disappearing. That it was a little dramatic to call Hopper to come look for him after he had been missing for three months.

And he had really let you feel just how angry he was, when he had returned from god knows where because his daughter had embarrassed him in front of the chief and made it look like he was a bad father. Your ribs and back hurt for weeks after this incident.

So this time you had sent Jim Hopper to just find your car which apparently had been successful.

“Woah, Woah, Woah!, Steve said baffled, “You told me your car was in the shop.“

“You think you and your brother could come with? We should talk.“, Hopper said completely ignoring Steve.

You gulped but nodded in agreement. You turned around to look at your brother. Dustin looked back at you with a worried expression. You rubbed his shoulder and gave him a reassuring smile. “Can you go get your jacket and my Walkman?“

“Yeah, okay…“, he said still not sounding convinced, but turning to get it.

You stepped outside and pulled the door shut behind you. Dustin was still insight searching for your walkman. Hopper interpreted you distracting your brother right and told you, “I also found your dad.“

“Okay“, you breathed out, cutting him off before he could say more in front of Steve.

The door behind you opened again and your little brother stepped outside holding your walkman in one hand and his baseball cap in the other. You smiled at him and brought an arm around his shoulders, leading him towards the police car past an upset Steve Harrington.

“Y/N! What is going on?“ Steve said following you to the car.

“We’ll talk tomorrow Steve. Please, just go home.“, you interrupted him pleadingly.

“Y/N, I-“, he stammered, but you shut the passenger door and turned away from him.

When he realized you couldn’t hear him anymore, he stopped talking and just stood there, as he watched Hopper’s Chevrolet K5 Blazer pull out of the driveway, wondering what the hell was going on. ✧

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[yoongiandchiminie]

Addicted. {Mafia & Soulmate AU) Part 3

Series: When you’re born, you can’t see a color until you meet the eyes of your Soulmate for the first time. Bangtan is known as one of the most infamous gangs around. This series will focus on the lighter side of things, their soulmates- Well, maybe they’re lighter. Maybe.

Genre: Angst, Mafia!AU, Soulmate!AU, Fluff

Pairing: Yoongi x Reader

Warnings: Swearing, violence, substance abuse, mature themes, strong language

Word count: 3,993

Summary: Suga, the Stealth and Weapons guy of Bangtan meets his Soulmate with a bang. He’d grown up believing in the idea of finding the person he was destined to be with and won’t let her get away. Even if she’s addicted, he’s determined to help her. He just wants to save his Blue girl.

Part 1 Part 2

The rules were quite simple. Bangtan was allowed to attend the GOT7 party if their precious Blue was to accompany them. They didn’t like the terms at first, well especially Suga didn’t like them. Your old friends were very keen on getting to know the new you that strayed from the party and the you that strayed from the addiction you conquered. Then here you were, on the borderline on it.

You felt strange about the entire situation. Of course you missed your old friends but Bangtan had created this new atmosphere for you. Now that you didn’t  have drugs or alcohol to rely on, most things were a bit different. Especially when you took into account that you were now in the mafia world.

It’d been probably months since you’d been to one of these parties, but hearing everyone call out your name when you stepped in the door shot out memories you’d erased so eagerly. Bangtan had let themselves in the front door of the mansion and every eye in the room had faced the eight of you. They had some deal to make with the other gangs here, but this party was a mix of horny college kids and the most dangerous people in town. What a party.

Yoongi’s hand was possessively around your waist as your eyes filtered around the room. Bangtan immediately dispersed and went their own ways, but he wouldn’t leave your side. As annoyed as he was about this situation, he was even more worried that you’d slip up. He trusted you, of course, but you didn’t trust yourself and he was completely aware of that. Everything about the build up to this night read that you were anxious and this situation wasn’t the best tone to get yourself into.

Your name was being called left and right and it was quite overwhelming. You could hear whispers around the room about how surprised people were to see you back and even some about how good you were looking these days. By the look that was on your boyfriends face, you were going to pretend you didn’t hear it. He had that cold hard face on and it was extremely intimidating.

“Hey.” you pulled him off to the sidelines and leaned up to his ear, “You should go get a drink or something. Enjoy this as long as we’re here.” he let out a breathy chuckle and his infamous smirk was on his face.

“Stay here. I’ll bring you water or something.” he nodded towards you and you returned it, backing yourself against the wall. As soon as Yoongi was out of your vision, Jinyoung was there. You shook your head with a chuckle as he shot a smirk in your direction.

“A pleasure to see you out of pajamas.” he joked, standing next to you. You could deduct that from the way he was standing he was planning to bolt the second he caught wind of Yoongi’s freshly dyed black hair.  “It’s been a bit, huh Y/N? I never pegged you for a mafia bitch.”

You rolled your eyes and pushed yourself off the wall, taking the conversational silence on your part as a chance to leave. He reached for your wrist with a tight grip and it loosened the moment you met him with shocked eyes. You didn’t know whoever this ‘GOT7’ Jinyoung was, but you did know the boy you used to snort a line with occasionally. He wasn’t this guy.

“Don’t touch me.” you spat at him and he let go. You took this opportunity to walk in the opposite direction of alchohol and straight over to Jungkook. You two weren’t on best friend terms, but the second he sensed your presence he shot an annoyed looked over to Jinyoung that had just chased you to him. The socialite party thrower had already disappeared into the crowd, but the younger could sense the hostile feeling you were giving off.

“Little Y/N sure is the life of the party.” Jungkook chuckled, downing his drink. A girl that was to his left quickly gave him a new one and he debated for a moment to offer it to you. He knew that Yoongi would probably beat the life out of him so he opted out of even offering. “Where’s Suga?” he moaned his elders name out in an attempt to embarrass you, but it only backfired on the tall man.

Your boyfriend was scarily next to you at the mention of his name and just gave Jungkook a harsh stare. Yoongi passed you your water and took a sip of his drink, pulling you into his body. “Don’t think about me too hard.” he waved off to Kook and you snickered at the others dismay. “Do you know these fuckheads?” He took another swig of straight Jameson, which you could easily distinguish from the smell that coated his whispers.

“Yeah, we all went to school together.” you whispered into his ear, leaving a lingering kiss below it. He smirked down at you with the notion and pulled you into a messy kiss. It caught the attention of the people that surrounded you, faces that you hadn’t seen outside of a classroom in months. You pulled away from his lips as a few waved to you and motioned you over. “I’m going to go say hi. You can come if you want but- J-Hope looks like he needs a drink.”

Hoseok’s wife had recently left him and Yoongi as his best friend knew he had to keep an eye on him. Everyone was fully aware she would come back but for the moment he was hurt.

“Just be careful. I recognize that girl with the red hair. She’s Joy from Red Velvet, another gang. She definitely knows who I am, so play it dumb, baby girl. I won’t let you out of my sight, okay?” he kissed your cheek before you walked over to your friends and walked in the other direction towards his own.

“It’s been awhile, lady.” Joy greeted you with a hug and offered her red solo cup to you. You shook your head and her, along with your other old classmates seemed confused. “Are you kidding? You’re the queen of this shit. It’s Blueberry flavored. I know you’ve never throw up from this either.” she basically sang into your ear and it took everything in you to stand with your former answer.

There was a war in your mind in the brief moment she’d offered it to you. You knew you shouldn’t. But what could one drink really do? You knew the answer. It could lead to another one and then another and then you were back in it. Then there was the devil on your shoulder again. Alcohol was never your biggest problem, so what could it do? Nothing really.

“Fuck it.” With the alcohol falling down your throat, you’d lost everything you’d built towards. Everything your soulmate had helped you conquer over the past year or so. Everything you’d been brave enough to defeat. The people around you cheered as their ‘queen’ was back, but you could feel his dark eyes on your back. There was no way you were turning around to meet the disappointment they held. No fucking way.

Maybe you were doing this because you were easily peer pressured and everyone was aware of it. You had this weird thing about impressing others and it’d completely left your mind for the past few months. Being alone with basically only the Bangtan family for the past while had swayed your normal mind.

You heard a snicker escape Jackson’s lips as he walked by after you were handed another cup and the liquid courage urged you to walk over to him. “What’s your problem?” you whispered into his ear after you grabbed his arm to make him stop walking. He waved his own friends off and turned towards you in a slightly intoxicated state.

“I can’t believe you’ve already broken.” he just couldn’t stop himself from laughing at the site before him. “Take mine too, before he storms over here and brings you back to your cell. Y/N, I get you’re not as bad as before but you probably should live a bit more than you have been.”

“You’re right, you know?” you took his half filled cup the way you would a shot and handed the emptiness back to him. “Nothing was wrong with me, right? Like yeah, I love Suga.” Those were the first time you’d said those words to anyone but the man in question. “But, I can still love him if I’m fucked up.”

The moment Jackson slung his arm around you was the moment Yoongi finally paid attention to what had been happening. Instead of keeping an eye on you, he’d been trying to cheer up Hoseok and get him to enjoy the party. You were his soulmate and he knew he could trust you, even if there was this dark feeling in the back of his body. Hoseok simply made a head motion in your direction and Yoongi slowly turned around to see the sight he wished wasn’t happening.

He knew that he was going to blow this whole fucking alliance they had going over you and he knew he would be punished for it. Yet, he punched Jackson in the face anyways. This blind anger had come over him the moment he saw the Jackson even touching you, let alone speaking to you.

You didn’t have time to process the situation and instead of stumbling back, you simply crashed to the ground. Everyone at the parties attention turned to face the three of you as you crawled over to Jackson who instead of showing his pain, was simply cackling to himself. “Are you okay?” you asked from beside him. You could feel Yoongi’s anger from this close but the alcohol told you to ignore your pissed off Soulmate.

“Are you that insecure, Suga?” Jackson laughed and sat up, wiping the bit of blood that was now on his cheek. Just to piss off the other man he placed his hand on your exposed thigh that happened to be near it. “She’s finally fucking happy again, buzz off.”

“You think she’s fucking happy?” Yoongi spat, kicking at Jackson’s downed body. “She’s incoherent. I knew you had a fucking ulterior motive. Fucking pathetic.” He leaned over the member of GOT7 and lifted you up, almost like a child. You instantly fell into place and one hand rested around his neck and the other reached to play with his jet black hair.

Within an instant the rest of Bangtan was surrounding Yoongi just in case anything went further than it just had. They all seemed pissed off, but there was a hint of “Why me.” in Namjoon’s face. He knew after this they were fucked with GOT7, but it was nothing they couldn’t handle. The car ride back home was silent, all of them accepting this act of war brought on by their own.

You kept your mouth shut, the guilt of giving in eating you alive. You could feel the heat radiating off of Yoongi’s body as he held you close on his lap, fear of you doing something rash again. You knew he was disappointed. They all probably were, but it was too late for any of that now and you’d have to accept the consequences that would come tomorrow. You felt your stomach begin to turn from the anxiety and alcohol, but you still kept quiet. Your sickness could wait in your eyes.

“Jin, pull over.” Yoongi ordered and was quickly abided by his elder. “She’s gonna puke.” You shook your head no but as soon as he opened the door and held your hair back, you vomited out a good portion of your mistake. “Stupid, stupid…” he muttered to himself and wiped your mouth of whatever could’ve been left there. “Fucking stupid.”

As soon as you were safely on top of him again, Jin took off towards home. The damage that you’d done tonight wasn’t going anywhere and you were fully aware of your mistakes. You also knew that hard and tough Suga was ready to blame himself for the situation and so was his heartbroken pal.

Whenever the seven of them left the Bangtan Base unattended, it went into a lockdown procedure almost. It wasn’t on lockdown, but it was basically impenetrable from the outside. You’d only really been out with them a few times, but the way they got back in was super cool. Each member of Bangtan had part of a key to unlock the gate and make their base home again. It was a simply safety precaution, but watching them get back in was sick.

Everyone in the backseats tossed their part of the key up to the front where Namjoon sat passenger. He placed them all together and got out, the defensives quickly easing. He waved Jin to drive forward and followed behind the car on foot. He kicked up the pieces of gravel that had come off of their driveway as he walked and the main gate slammed behind him.

“I’m sorry.” you whispered to Yoongi as he kicked open the door and lifted you out. Instead of responding he simply kissed the top of your head and made sure that you weren’t going to fall from his arms. You wrapped your legs tight around him to help with that and found yourself apologizing repeatedly. He followed in directly after Jungkook who opened the door and beelined straight to your shared bedroom.

Yoongi was gentle with the way he held you when everything inside him was telling him to rip you to shreds. He fought his malicious instinct and let his heart take over the lead instead. He let the feelings he held for you fight the dark thoughts that constantly clouded his mind. Every fiber of his being was angry, but the way he was letting it out was different this time.

Min Yoongi was a harsh, cynical man. It was the lifestyle he’d formulated himself too. Everything had changed over the past few months and he felt himself getting soft. Nobody was too fond of it, but there wasn’t too much they could do to change his ways. The old Yoongi was less forgiving and the old Yoongi probably wouldn’t have let his possessive eyes off of you for the moments he did.

“Please don’t leave me.” you begged as he sat you onto the bed and went to search for new clothes. He didn’t look at you, but he knew you were crying. Your stern, drunken voice had a bit of leadway that made him aware of the unseen.

“We’ll talk tomorrow.” he responded, making his way over to you. He began to strip you and change your clothes as quickly as possible.

“Promise me.” you whined, your body moving to free yourself of the fabric and enter the new ones. “Please Yoongi. I’m so sorry. You’re-”

“You’re drunk. You-” He bit his tongue and grabbed the trashcan to put it on the ground next to your side of the bed. “You need to stop speaking so I don’t say something I regret.” His knuckles were turning white with the agitation he held in his bundled fists before he took a deep breath and changed into more comfortable clothes. “I love you, Y/N.” he sighed and just shook his head down at your fluttering eyelids trying to stay awake to continue crying. “Just please sleep.”

Yoongi woke up first and just smiled as he turned his attention towards your sleeping frame. He fought off every notion of a sigh and instead used that energy to get out of bed. He changed his clothes before he left the shared bedroom, hearing the other men in the home were awake already.

“You guys are so loud.” he yawned as he approached them in the living room, better known as their meeting area. They all rolled their eyes as they spotted him and motioned him over as if he wasn’t already on the way. “What’s the plan?” He directed that question towards their leader.

“Try to ease over tensions, I guess. We could hold another meeting with them, but I fear that it won’t work.” Namjoon sighed and tapped the arm chair he always sat in. “Yoongi, I’d like you to get ready to fight. You started this and Jackson will want to end it. I don’t want you to kill him, but I want you to be ready for when he comes here and tries to beat the shit out of you. Since they know our address.” his eyes traced over to Jungkook and the youngest just sighed.

“Listen, Yugyeom told me if I gave him the address I could have the girl we’d been fighting over for a month. She was a good fuck, lemme tell you.” Everyone rolled their eyes and Hoseok who was sitting closest to him made sure to give the kid a good hard punch on everyone's behalf.

“Yeah, I’ll do that.” Yoongi groaned and stood up, making his way to the kitchen. Everyone got caught up in side conversations, but unbeknownst to any of them you had been awake and you’d been listening. Your stomach was in knots at the situation, but thankfully not for a hangover.

You forced yourself to get out of bed to eavesdrop and after you grabbed a nice dress along with your makeup for the day and made your way to the bathroom. Your head kept repeating that you knew what to do. You had to fix the mess you’d brought upon Bangtan. They’d brought you in at your lowest moment and you knew you’d fucked up. You fucking knew it.

As you showered, you just went over line after line. As much as you knew about the mafia world, you knew you shouldn’t leave it to them to fix your mistake. In your head, the only way this could be fixed was if you could do something. It was your fault after all and you were friends with them. With Jackson. He’d have to understand.

It wasn’t up to Bangtan to fix your mistakes after all they’d done for you.

The shower ended quick and once you were dry, you began to get ready. If you were going to do this, you had to look nice. The way you always did when you were in presence of your old friends. Even if one of your images was the party girl, the other was the pretty one. The jaw dropping one from a distance.

Now the only thing you had to do was the get out of this house without Yoongi seeing you and you knew that’s all he wanted to do. You could hears his footsteps linger outside of the bathroom door every few minutes and you knew he was stopping himself from bursting in there. He didn’t even knock as much as he truly wanted to.

Logically, the only thing you could do was climb out the bathroom window once you were ready and that’s what you did. Even going as far as to leave your cell phone behind in the house, but you made sure to unlock the bathroom door. You didn’t want to be too much of an inconvenience to everyone.

It wasn’t too much of a drop to the ground and you landed fine. You were fully aware then when they figured out you were gone the cameras outside would have seen you running out, but that was a concern for later. Now you just had to focus on leaving without someone glancing through a window and spotting you and your black dress. You had to impress, obviously.

The gate was locked and you knew that opening it would set off a little ding in the home. No matter if it was opened by hand or operator, inside or out, a ding went off to alert whoever was inside of such matters. Knowing such, you built up the trash cans that were meant to be taken out by Jungkook last night and jumped over, hoping they couldn’t figure it out when someone angrily walked out for the next trash pick up.

You knew the way to school from the frivolous driving and then from there you knew the way to GOT7’s manor. It wasn’t too cold out this morning and you were extremely thankful for that. You hadn’t dressed for any shape or form of cold weather, so lucky the walk wasn’t too bad. As protected as Bangtan’s home was for a secret base, GOT7’s was the exact opposite. It was almost comical in a sense. Everyone knew where they lived and it would probably be easy to break into.

As you walked up to the house, you spotted Mark out on the front lawn picking up rogue red solo cups. “Hey!” you called out, jogging over. You peeked his attention and his face was extremely confused. He looked around to make sure you were alone before meeting me halfway. “Are you the only one home?”

“No, JB should be inside. I think everyone else went out to buy cleaning supplies.” he chuckled, and gave you a small hug as a greeting. “Let me walk you in- Are you even allowed to be here?” You shrugged and he just laughed. “Yo!” he yelled, walking inside the open door, “JB, get down here!”

You heard scrambling upstairs and suddenly he appeared at the top of the descending staircase. His hair was wet and he was shirtless, matching it with ripped jeans. Before speaking a word he look you up and down, taking in your appearance. He hadn’t really seen you in this light in a while, at least alone. The two of you had been close for a while and he was honestly shocked. You looked just like you’d used to.

“Y/N!” he exclaimed, hurrying down the stairs. He took you into his broad arms and held you for a moment, happy about your presence. A wave of realization brazed over his tanned skin and he pulled away, furrowing his eyebrows at you. “Why are you- Do you realize how bad this is?”

“Yes.” you nodded and he motioned towards their living room. You took a seat on the leather couch and Jaebum sat across from you. “I’d like- on behalf of- No, that’s not right. Hm.” you stopped and he laughed at you. “Jaebummie.” you spoke his old nickname and his smile perked up. “Would you be able to drop this? This fiasco with Bangtan for me? For our friendship? If this escalates I’ll never really be able to see you guys.”

You felt your voice begin to break upon realizing the truth behind your words. You hadn’t thought about it in a while, being friends with your old friends again. There was good reason as to why, example of last night. You were affiliated with Bangtan with the little bit you knew about the mafia world.

“I know.” he affirmed. “I don’t think I can just do that, Y/N.”

“Please.” you begged, leaning forward to make better eye contact with him. “I can’t lose you guys. I know I’ve been a shitty friend, but you can’t just pretend we weren’t friends. I never knew anything about this fucking world and now I’m here fucking everything up. What’s new, right?”

“You.” he poked your nose in a playful way. “You’re new. You’ve turned into this even better girl, but it’s a shame your boyfriend has a temper. Jackson will be home soon. I want you to speak to him and then I’ll meet with him. Of course I wanna be on your side, but this isn’t either of  our battles. Jealousy is a scary thing in this world. Love fucks you over.”

A/N: Hey! Hope you enjoyed this! I kinda prefer to leave this kind of open ended, but expect a part 4 sometime! I love writing Addicted and find myself caught up in ideas for it all the time. Please let me know what you thought about it, thanks again!

Hoseok’s installment!

Taehyung’s installment!

Jungkook’s installment!

Jin’s installment!

Jimin’s installment!

Next Part   →

[knitwool]

i was tagged by @gloombog ! thank u sweet angel ily

RULE 1: Tag 9 people you want to get to know better

I tag @oceanstarlet @tiddi911 @chokecherrie @holydirt @sabertoothgirl @jennyslatesbutchgf @tinytoad @folkwytch @pinaceae and anyone else who wants to do it! (only if u want to <3)

RULE 2: BOLD the statements that are true

APPEARANCE:

I am 5'7" or taller (5′6″ :/)

I wear glasses

I have at least one tattoo

I have at least one piercing (two lobes on each ear and one cartilage)

I have blonde hair (naturally, yes but it’s dyed purple/blue)

I have brown eyes

I have short hair

My abs are at least somewhat defined

I have or have had braces (have had, regret them)

PERSONALITY:

I love meeting new people ( ;-) )

People tell me that I’m funny

Helping others with their problems is a big priority for me (less of problems and more just being there for them, but yes, it is a big priority for me)

I enjoy physical challenges

I enjoy mental challenges

I’m playfully rude with people I know well (only sometimes)

I started saying something ironically and now I can’t stop saying it (im disappointed in myself)

ABILITY:

I can sing well (ish)

I can play an instrument (ukulele and guitar)

I can do over 30 pushups without stopping

I’m a fast runner

I can draw well (also ish)

I have a good memory (god no)

I’m good at doing math in my head

I can hold my breath underwater for under a minute (and over a minute)

I have beaten at least 2 people in arm wrestling

I know how to cook at least 3 meals from scratch

I know how to throw a proper punch (but I don't ever do it)

HOBBIES:

I enjoy playing sports

I’m on a sports team at my school or somewhere else

I’m in an orchestra or choir at my school or somewhere else

I have learned a new song in the past week

I work out at least once a week (ha more like over 4 hours a week)

I’ve gone for runs at least once a week in the warmer months

I have drawn something in the past month

I enjoy writing

I do or have done martial arts

EXPERIENCES:

I have had my first kiss (yes with spin the bottle when I was in 7th grade but I don’t count it)

I have had alcohol

I have scored the winning goal in a sports game (y-10 soccer baby, I absolutely hated it)

I have watched an entire season of a TV show in one sitting

I have been at an overnight event

I have been in a taxi

I have been in the hospital or ER in the past year

I have beaten a video game in one day

I have visited another country

I have been to one of my favorite band’s concerts (I have seen alt-j who was absolutely AMAZING and this summer im seeing beach house im so EXCITED)

RELATIONSHIPS:

I have a crush on a celebrity (Rowan Blanchard since girl meets world came out)

I have a crush on someone I know (ish??)

I have been in at least 3 relationships

I have never been in a relationship

I have asked someone out or admitted my feelings to them

I get crushes easily

I have had a crush on someone for over a year

I have been in a relationship for at least a year

I have had feelings for a friend (iiiisssshhhh?????)

MY LIFE:

I have at least one person I consider a “best friend” (Addie I love and miss you and you aren't going to see this because you don't have a Tumblr but I absolutely CAN NOT wait for you to visit this summer)

I live close to my school (at my dad’s, yeah)

My parents are still together (hahahahahahh)

I have at least one sibling (two half sibs - 5 y/o brother and 2 y/o sister)

I live in the united states

There is snow right now where I live

I have hung out with a friend in the past month (unless at my aerial arts studio counts)

I have a smartphone

I have at least 15 CD’s

I have dyed my hair

I share my room with someone

RANDOM STUFF:

I have double jointed thumbs, I can do a SHIT TON of rlly weird stuff with my tongue (lmao I swear this is not in a sexual way), im actually a lot stronger than I look, I love love love aerial arts and have been doing stuff since I was 3 and basically my whole life outside of my school is there

[omggiogiothings]

Got tagged by @nutella0mutt To get to know me better??? and then pressured to actually do it but ahem, yeah.

I won’t tag anyone? But if you see this and wanna give it a shot go ahead! Tag me and I’ll check you out v.v yeyeye.

Uhm, Bold are for things that are true. and this ((is my comments on stuff))

so here we goooo.

I am 5′7 or taller (( Nah, but I’m close. I think I’m 5′5 or 5′6))

I wear Glasses 

I have at least one Tattoo ((No, but I am planning to get one on the outside of my thigh!))

I have at least one piercing

I have blonde hair ((nah, a brunet))

I have or have had braces 

I love meeting new people

People tell me I’m funny ((I’m hilarious, excuse those people WHO DON’T AGREE.))

Helping people with their problems is a big priority to me ((Guilty, I’m always willing to listen and go out of my way to help people out. But if it gets too much I gotta pull back and think of my own needs too))

I enjoy physical challenges ((lol noooooo))

I enjoy mental challenges ((FUCK ME UP FAM. Puzzles r my shit, annoy me but I love doing them!!!))

I’m playfully rude to people I know well ((TECHNICALLY YEAH))

I started to say something ironically now I can’t stop saying it (bro, dude, etc) ((LOL NYALL. I HATE IT AND IM SAYING IT. THERES ALSO uwu IM SCREAMING))

There is something I would change about my personality ((can’t tell you what it is, but I feel there are times I would really want to change something))

I can play an instrument ((I can’t play anything anymore but used to have lessons in piano and violin for a bit))

I can sing well ((LOL NO))

I can do 30 push ups without stopping ((I have not done a single push up since high school and i refuse to start now UHM))

I am a fast runner ((it’s ya girl, first to get eaten in the zombie apocalypse))

I can draw well ((yeeee, at least, I hope I do))

I have a good memory ((shit memory who dis?))

I am good at doing math in my head ((yoooo, i still use my fingerss))

I can hold my breath underwater for a minute

I have beaten at least two people in an arm wrestle

I know how to cook at least 3 meals from scratch ((hit me up with those eggs))

I can throw a punch

I enjoy sports ((this is a callout,,,, i am offended))

I have learned a new song in the past week

I’ve gone running at least one week in the summer

I work out at least once a week ((THE CALL OUTS ARE STRONG))

I have drawn something in the past month ((yeyeyeye))

I enjoy writing ((tbh yeah, sometimes I also wanna rip out my hair so like, yeah))

I have done martial arts ((no, but i need toooo))

I have had my first kiss ((yep, middle school was weird))

I have watched an entire season of a TV show in one sitting ((gravity falls n Voltron, I’m lookin at you))

I have had alcohol ((Yee, I prefer the fruity drinks tho. Never gotten drunk, only tipsy, maybe))

I have scored a winning goal in sports ((Hockey in Middle school where I also got my lip busted open by a hockey stick sooo))

I have been to an overnight event

I have been in a taxi

I have been in a hospital/ER in the last year.

I have beaten a videogame in one day ((surprisingly, no xD))

I have visited another country 

I have been to one of my favorite band concert ((FALL OUT BOYYY))

I live close to my school

My parents are still together

I have at least one sibling ((three, but one is half))

I live in the US

There is snow right now where I live

I have hung out with friends in the past month ((FINALS WEEK WHERE WE ALL DIED TOGETHER))

I have a smartphone 

I have at least 15 CDs

I share my room with someone ((MY DOGS))

I have a crush on a celebrity 

I have a crush on someone I know ((??? Maybe, not that much anymore))

I have been in at least 3 relationships ((Don’t count, I was too young to know what I was doing imo))

I have asked someone out or admitted my feelings to them

I get crushes easily

I have had a crush for over a year

I have been in a relationship for over a year

I have feelings for a friend

I have break danced

I know a person called Jamie

I have made a new friend in the past year (( LOOKING BACK AT YOU NUTELLA))

I have had a teacher with a last name hard to pronounce ((Since I started uni I just forget all their names tbh))

I have dyed my hair

I am listening to a song on repeat right now ((MOANA))

I have punched someone in the past week

I have known someone who has gone to jail

I have broken a bone

I have eaten a waffle today

I know what to do with my life ((LOOK THESE CALLOUTS ARE BAD))

I speak at least two languages ((one and like .5 of another cause I forget to practice it but my whole family speak it))

[7teentexts]

(K-Pop) Tag(s)

I got tagged in three tags by some of my mutuals and I wanted to do them because I found it cute that they want to know more about me even if I don’t really talk to two of them ♥ I don’t wanna bother anyone with this because it’s going to probably be a long post (i’m going to do the three tags here in this post) so I’m gonna put a ‘Read More’ button! If you can’t see it on mobile for some reason, open it on your browser! Now let’s get into it~

5  T H I N G S   T A G  

tagged by @sunnysidewrites​ (my girl who i have recommended like 2893847283 times but it’s never enough. everyone check out her blog and love her and support her because she’s amazing. :>)

5 Things…

in my bag

my phone

earphones

tissues

nothing else LOL my bag is small and i don’t really need anything else

in my bedroom

a keyboard

lots of plushies(?)

a few posters on the door of the closet :>

a fan

idk, my laptop? i never use it outside of my bedroom :,)

I’ve always wanted to do

i really want to have a pet </3

go on vacation with friends, that’d be so much fun

go to a concert

dye my hair, even if it’s just some strands

try food and candy from different countries

make me happy

my friends

music

pETS AND I WANT ONE :,) I GOT SO MUCH LOVE TO GIVE AND I’D TAKE CARE OF IT WITH MY LIFE

when things go well for me (like, for example, i want to get a good grade in a test, and i get it.)

my family, but mostly my mom

currently into

i started a bullet journal, does that count? i wasn’t interested in those things before

kpop. In October it’ll be 1 year since I became a kpop fan♥

I recently started listening to Nu’est and i really love them :>

dancing! I like dancing and learning choreographies but I started loving it even more after becoming a kpop fan

i used to dislike white chocolate + raspberry ice-cream. now i love it so much. does that count. (?)

on my to do list

finish my request

study more this school year

going to the us

GOING TO A KPOP CONCERT. I WANT IT. >:,^(

getting my health better :>

K P O P  T A G

Tagged by @shuaberry, thank you!! ♥

Rules: answer the questions and tag 10 people (i’m not going to tag anyone lmao) 

FIRST: FIRST GROUP YOU LISTENED TO: BTS FIRST SOLO ARTIST YOU LISTENED TO: I don’t remember :^) FIRST GROUP WHOS NAME YOU KNEW: BTS FIRST BIAS EVER: Suga from BTS FIRST SONG THAT MADE YOU EMOTIONAL: I don’t remember :^)

TOP 3: TOP 3 FAVORITE MALE GROUPS: SEVENTEEN, NU’EST, GOT7 TOP 3 FAVORITE FEMALE GROUPS: :> idk, i don’t really listen to girl groups so i don’t have favorites (dON’T KILL ME) TOP 3 SOLO ARTIST: I only listen to Samuel LOL (i’M SORRY)

TOP 3 CHOREOGRAPHY:

This is always changing so I’m going to choose three that I really like rn

Crazy in Love by Seventeen (every choreography by seventeen is the best for me :>)

Hello by Nu’est (i really like this one step towards the end where ren is at the center- yOU KNOW WHICH ONE I MEAN. IT’S COOL. also face’s choreography is good too)

Hey mama by Exo CBX (i’ve been listening to this song a lot lately LOL)

HONORABLE MENTIONS: TOP 3 BIASES: The8 (every seventeen member tbh :,) ), Joshua (he’s more of a bias wrecker but I love him so so so so much(?)), Ren and JR (i kNOW. THEY’RE FOUR PEOPLE BUT IDC I CAN’T EXCLUDE ANYONE) TOP 3 FANDOMS: Carat, Love and Igot7 i guess TOP 3 FAVORITE SONGS OF ALL TIME: I don’t really have a favorite aaaaaaaaa :,)

ULTIMATES:

ULTIMATE MALE BIAS: The8

ULTIMATE FEMALE BIAS: none, sorry(??) i wISH REN DRESSED AS A WOMAN COUNTED BECAUSE THEN YASS THAT’S MY BIAS- MINJI FOR THE WIN(¿???)

L E T’ S  B O L D  I T

I was tagged by @jamlesswritings​, thank you!! ♥♥

APPEARANCE:

I am 5’7’’ or taller

I wear glasses

I have at least one tattoo

I have at least one piercing

I have blonde hair

I have brown eyes

I have short hair

My abs are at least somewhat defined

I have or had braces

There is something I would change about the way I look

PERSONALITY:

My Hogwarts House is: Gryffindor / Hufflepuff / Ravenclaw / Slytherin (sorry i know nothing about Harry Potter :,) ) 

I am an introvert

I like meeting new people (i’m socially awkward so :,) it’s very hard)

People tell me I’m funny

Helping others with their problems is a big priority for me (it’s not a priority to me. but i do it because i wanna :/)

I enjoy physical challenges

I enjoy mental challenges

I’m playfully rude to people I’m close to 

I started saying something ironically and now I can’t stop saying it

There is something I would change about my personality

ABILITY:

I can sing (i’m not that good tho)

I can play an instrument (i’m learning to play the piano but i can’t play it yet)

I can do over 30 pushups without stopping

I’m a fast runner

I can draw well

I have a good memory (i have the worst memory ever, you wouldn’t believe)

I’m good at doing math in my head

I can hold my breath underwater for over a minute (idk but i don’t wanna try)

I have beaten at least two people in arm wrestling

I know how to cook three meals from scratch

I know how to throw a proper punch

HOBBIES:

I enjoy playing sports (swimming and basketball)

I’m on a sports team at my school or somewhere else (i used to be in a basketball team when i was little, not anymore)

I’m in an orchestra or choir at my school or somewhere else (there’s a choir at my school but i don’t want to join)

I have learned a new song in the past week (lyrics i guess, since i just sing(?))

I work out at least once a week

I’ve gone for runs at least once a week in the warmer months (i don’t really understand this one, sorry :,) )

I have drawn something in the past month

I enjoy writing

Fandoms are my number one priority

I do or have done martial arts

EXPERIENCES:

I have had my first kiss

I have had alcohol 

I have scored the winning goal in a game

I have watched an entire season of a tv show in one sitting

I have been at an overnight event

I have been in a taxi

I have been in the hospital or ER in the past year

I have beaten a video game in one day

I have visited another country

I have been to one of my favorite band’s concerts 

RELATIONSHIP:

I’m in a relationship

I have a celebrity crush

I have a crush on someone I know

I have been in at least three relationships

I have asked someone out or admitted my feelings for them

I get crushes easily

I have had a crush on someone for over a year

I have been in a relationship for over a year

I have had feelings for a friend

MY LIFE:

I have at least one person I consider a best friend

I live close to my school

My parents are still together

I have at least one sibling

I live in the United States  

There is snow right now where I live

I have hung out with a friend from school in the past month

I have a smartphone

I have at least 15 CDs

I share my room with someone

RANDOM:

I have break danced

I know a person named Jamie

I have had a teacher with a last name that is hard to pronounce (not a last name, but one p.e teacher i had used this weird and hard nickname LOL)

I have dyed my hair

I’m listening to one song/album on repeat right now 

I have punched someone in the past week

I know someone who has gone to jail

I have broken a bone

I have eaten a waffle today (i wish)

I know what I want to do with my life

I speak at least 2 languages fluently 

I have made a friend in the past year

30  Q U E S T I O N   T A G! 🌼

🌼 Nicknames: Berry

🌼 Gender: Female

🌼 Star sign: Cancer

🌼 Height: 165cm

🌼 Time: 5:15pm (it’ll be later by the time I post this LOL i’m so slow)

🌼 Birthday: July 4th

🌼 Favourite bands: SEVENTEEN is my only favorite band even though I really like many other groups.

🌼 Favourite solo artists: Samuel

🌼 Song stuck in my head: If you from NU’EST

🌼 Last movie I watched: Demain Tout Commence (i aLMOST CRIED WATCHING IT it made me emotional)

🌼 When did I create my blog: Mmmm March 3rd? March 5th? I don’t remember :>

🌼 What do I post: Fake texts and bullet-point scenarios for Seventeen :>

🌼 Last thing I googled: wordreference (i’m using that dictionary almost all the time LOL)

🌼 Do I have any other blogs: Nope

🌼 Do you get asks: Yep

🌼 Why did you choose the blog name: Because I make Seventeen fake texts. :,)

🌼 Following: 113 blogs

🌼 Followers: 857. Thank everyone so much!! I don’t know what to do if I ever reach 1k :,)

🌼 Favourite colours: Fuchsia and turquoise (tho i love every color except green, gray and sometimes brown)

🌼 Average hours of sleep : I don’t know. 10? 11? 12 sometimes? sometimes even more lmao  But only 7/6 and a half during the school year :,)

🌼 Lucky Number: I don’t remember :,)

🌼 Instruments: I played the recorder at school does that count LOL i’m learning to play the piano

🌼 What am I wearing: shorts and a tank top and i’m dying because it’s so hot here ;;

🌼 How many blankets I sleep with: During summer, 0 or just 1. And during the rest of the seasons, at least 2 LOL

🌼 Dream job: I don’t really have a dream job

🌼 Dream trip: I wanna go to South Korea or Japan 

🌼 Favourite food: I don’t know the name in english :,) i think it’s like scrambled eggs with potatoes or something like that (i’m a simple woman.(?)) also spanish omelette.

🌼 Nationality: Spanish :>

🌼 Favourite song now: I don’t know :,) I don’t really have a favorite. I love every Seventeen song. (?)

Lock Screen, Homescreen, Last Song, and Selfie Tag

My lockscreen and my homescreen are the same picture because you can’t set one picture for each :,) Also, I don’t feel comfortable with posting a selfie online so I’m sorry!! </3

this is my homescreen and lockscreen! by kpapier here on tumblr~

The last song I listened to was both korean and chinese version of my i at the same time LOL i was watching a comparison of both versions(?)

That’s all!! I hope you all like it and got to know me better~ If you read all of it, then you are a champion LOL I owe you... idk, dinner. We’d eat spanish omelette for dinner. And if you don’t like it, then :,) we can eat our favorite food i guess. (????)

[simmancy]

Get to Know Me Tag

@frost-rainbowcy & @mdebunny tagged me in two separate tags, so here’s a post with both ♥ Thank you guys

Rules: Tag the people you want to get to know better -- I think most of my dash has already been tagged... again.... so anyone who sees this can go ahead! I’m tagging you.

Get to Know Me Tag #1

Zodiac Sign: Cancer Sun | Gemini Ascendant | Libra Moon

Height: 5′4″...ish?

Current Time: 5:09 PM

Last Thing Googled?: “fade tongue solavellan” .... totally not in relation to any sort of plot point in my BPR, nooo....

i actually romanced cullen but daaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaang solas 

Favourite Music Artists: oh yikes, here we go

so I’m currently stanning for the New Taylor Swift. Like I always enjoyed her music because I’m a basic white girl but I am L O V I N G her two new singles so much more than anything else she’s released. I’m in love. I had to justify that before I list everyone else.

My other recent favorites are: Lorde, MS MR, Bastille, Fall Out Boy, Mumford & Sons, Halsey, The Front Bottoms, Janelle Monae... I go through different music kicks, though, so every once in a while I’ll binge Kpop, or Jpop, or old school grunge, or Broadway showtunes..........

Last TV Show watched: Game of Thrones, I think. We don’t really watch a lot of TV, to be honest...

What am I currently wearing?: ...basic white girl outfit #2144 - polka dot chambray shirt, black leggings, tall boots.... Had to wear clothes that signaled to my coworkers that I was NOT at work to WORK WORK today, only for a short period of time. It worked.

When did I create this simblr?: April 2017. 

Any other Blogs?: I have a personal tumblr that i haven’t touched in months haha, but I have a twitter that I use whenever I need to complain (which is always)

Pokémon Team?: That’s a loaded question! Sylveon and Mimikyu are my new favs. If I was going to join a villainous team, it’d be Plasma (I LOVE N); my PKMN GO team was Instinct.

Favourite Colour: violet, white, mint greet ... but I’ve been loving yellow recently!

Average Hours of Sleep? varied--between 3 to 7. I’m aware that’s not necessarily healthy.

Get to Know Me Tag #2

2ND RULE: BOLD the statements that are true

I am 5'7" or taller I wear glasses I have at least one tattoo I have at least one piercing I have blonde hair I have brown eyes I have short hair My abs are at least somewhat defined I have or have had braces

PERSONALITY: I love meeting new people People tell me that I’m funny Helping others with their problems is a big priority for me I enjoy physical challenges I enjoy mental challenges I’m playfully rude with people I know well

ABILITY: I can sing well (I can sing well in comparison to my other half?) I can play an instrument I can do over 30 pushups without stopping I’m a fast runner I can draw well I have a good memory I’m good at doing math in my head I can hold my breath underwater for over a minute I have beaten at least 2 people in arm wrestling I know how to cook at least 3 meals from scratch I know how to throw a proper punch

HOBBIES: I enjoy playing sports I’m on a sports team at my school or somewhere else I’m in an orchestra or choir at my school or somewhere else (I was) I have learned a new song in the past week I work out at least once a week I’ve gone for runs at least once a week in the warmer months I have drawn something in the past month (I mean I do weird paintings sometimes) FANDOMS ARE MY #1 PASSION I do or have done martial arts

EXPERIENCES: I have had my first kiss I have had alcohol I have scored the winning goal in a sports game I have watched an entire season of a TV show in one sitting I have been at an overnight event I have been in a taxi I have been in the hospital or ER in the past year I have beaten a video game in one day (Dragon Age 2) I have visited another country

RELATIONSHIPS: I’m in a relationship I have a crush on a celebrity I have a crush on someone I know I have been in at least 3 relationships I have never been in a relationship I have asked someone out or admitted my feelings to them I get crushes easily I have had a crush on someone for over a year I have been in a relationship for at least a year I have had feelings for a friend

MY LIFE: I have at least one person I consider a “best friend” I live close to my school My parents are still together I have at least one sibling I live in the United States There is snow right now where I live I have hung out with a friend in the past month I have a smartphone I have at least 15 CDs I share my room with someone

RANDOM CRAP: I have breakdanced (not well but it happened) I have had a teacher with a last name that’s hard to pronounce I have dyed my hair I’m listening to one song on repeat right now (...are you ready for it?) I have punched someone in the past week I know someone who has gone to jail I have broken a bone I have eaten a waffle today I know what I want to do with my life I speak at least 2 languages I have made a new friend in the past year

[asseret-sarim]

The past, the present... The future. -Part 3

Summary: In SHIELD you are known for your charisma and your irrational optimism. Specially taking in count the irreversible curse HYDRA condemned you with. Because of that, Director Fury has determinate that you are the best person to take care of Bucky’s mental state.

Chapter 3: The Soldier.

Pairing: Bucky x reader

Y/N: Your name

Warnings: Mentions of insomnia, human experiments and death.

Word count: 2,082

A/N: Finally the last introductory chapter! After this one, we are going to get right into action.

Previously: Part 1, Part 2.

Y/N’s POV:

Wow. Just wow. This room is amazing: plasma TV, microwave and mini fridge, slide-in closet, king sized bed, as much bookshelves as i could wish for and a computer that is nearly as big as the TV are just some of the many things it includes.

I feel tired just by looking at the amount of things I have to unpack. It’s pretty obvious that Nick doesn’t expect me to finish this mission any time soon.

Even though the inside of the compound is nice and warm, the cold from the first month of the year has settled deep into my bones, so I decide to take a hot shower before anything else. I open the door of the bathroom and… lets just say it doesn't fall behind in comparison to the room.

Apart from the incredible design and facilities (Is that a hot tube?), the bathroom is stocked with most of my favorite products, which means someone (AKA Fury) wanted me to feel at home. I set the water at highest temperature (I’m really dying to try the hot tube, but I need to get on with unpacking, so it will have to wait) and I step in.

When I'm done showering, the bathroom smells like coconut and vanilla and there is enough steam to look like a sauna. I think about wearing regular clothes, but most of my wardrobe is plain, dark and boring. I have never been too interested in fashion and I wear normal clothing about twice a year, so I have never bothered on extending my collection. I decide to wear a uniform and proceed to brush my wet hair and leave it loose to dry while I unpack.

“FRIDAY… Hello, I’m Y/N. Well, you probably know that.” It seemed rude not to introduce myself “I was wondering… Did Tony say earlier something about music?”

“He did, miss Y/N” She starts. I cut her and ask her to call me by my name “I can play any music you would like. Do you have a reproduction list?” I lift my phone in the air “Thank you. I have the data.”

“Wait! Isn’t the music going to bother the team?”

“All rooms are soundproof. If there is any help required in any place, I can call for help”

“Makes sense, I guess. OK, bring it on!”

The next hour and a half passes amazingly fast. When FRIDAY warns me that there’s only five minutes left ‘till dinner, I’m surprised by the amount of unpacking I have managed to do.

I make my way to floor two and find most of the avengers sitting on couches or armchairs arranged in a semicircle around a big wooden table in front of the TV. The news are on, but no one seems to be watching them. Nat has a hot chocolate mug in her hands and seems to be having a friendly discussion with Clint. Tony, Bruce and Sam are talking about something to do with flying. Wanda is in the kitchen with Rhodey, taking pizzas out of their box. Thor is with them and seems to be giving a speech. Vision and Steve just entered the room from another door.

I look around. It’s nice to know that they seem to have forgotten most of the events from their particular “civil war” recently. Some of the barriers are still there, but in general they seem to have gone back to their old camaraderie.

Tony notices me and stands up. “Ok, attention everyone. This is Y/N. She will be staying with us for an indefinite amount of time until Terminator is cured. Or as cured as he will ever be, anyways.” I feel all the eyes of the room on me. Obviously, I look very young to them. Tony signals me to sit next to him on the couch. As I take my place, I try to find Bucky, but he is nowhere to be seen.

“He never comes down for meals. Or for anything. We give him food every meal, but he hardly ever eats it. And when he does, he eats very little” Nat informs me of all this taking a sip from her mug. I can see worry in the team’s eyes. This was  going to be more difficult than I thought.

Bruce’s POV:

The new girl is way too young. She looks eighteen, but I doubt she is older than sixteen. She really looks like a nice person, though. She hasn’t stopped smiling since she walked in. I make a mental note of having a conversation with her about the team, for the sake of her not running away screaming in two weeks.

Wanda sets the pizza on the table using magic to carry them all at the same time. I thank her. Tony had the idea of team building meals three times a week and no one has been able to refuse. Even if it’s just for Tony’s sake. Vision always wants to cook, and luckily Wanda is never far to “touch up” the food.

Someone turns off the news and everyone sits down. At the beginning, there’s no conversation. However, after his third slice, Sam decides silence is not the best welcome we can give to the new girl. He looks at Y/N “I think if we are going to spend so many time with you, we should get to know you better.”

Y/N looks up, with a playful smile “I hardly know you either. Not to a personal level” she shoots back.

“What are you suggesting?”

“What are you suggesting?”

“A game. In turns, one question each. Deal?”

“Deal. You start.”

“How old are you?”

“You couldn’t start by the easy ones, could you?” Y/N rolls her eyes. “Fine. I’m sixteen.”  I was right.

“Sixteen? Does SHIELD hire agents that young?”

“Only one question!” She laughs.

Natasha smiles and intervenes, answering the question “They don’t. Her case is special”

“I take it you to know each other.” I observe.

“Clint, her and me have been together in a few missions.”

“But you stopped taking SHIELD missions nearly three years ago!”

“Yes” The spy answers cryptically, focusing her attention back on the mug.

Tony has been quiet all this time, which either means he is thinking or aphonic. “It’s my turn to ask a question?"  So he was thinking then. Sam is about to point out its not his turn, but Tony doesn't allow him."So you’re sixteen. Ok. How long have you been sixteen for?”

Y/N looks down. “A while.”

“And how much is a while?”

“Stark, get into your own damn business” Clint snaps.

“Boys, stop!” Y/N's tone is serious and full of authority. All of a sudden, she looks older and more mature. She answers with a hard voice “I’ve been sixteen for forty-eight years now. Happy?”

WHAT? Is that even possible?

Y/N POV:

My voice breaks.

Nat asks me with a look if she should tell the story. I nod, what else can I do? If they are going to live with me, they deserve the truth. I don't trust my voice and brain at this point, because its being overcrowded with memories. Thankfully, she knew the story beforehand, because she had some guilt problems when she first found out. I let my friend begin.

Natasha looks up. “HYDRA and the KGB” she explains “For the Black Widow program. They were trying to develop a formula that would make their agents age slower than average people, whilst augmenting the speed and strength of their regenerative system. Of course, and just like in all of their other serums, they used humans as Guinea pigs. They tried different formulas…”

“… And one day they found the right one” I continued “Unfortunately, the version they used was too strong and seemed to have killed the subject they had tested it on. They made the formula weaker and injected it to the Black Widows. A few days later they had to evacuate the base and left the corpses behind. But the subject wasn’t, in fact, dead. She was rescued by SHIELD and lived around the world for a few decades until SHIELD took her in again. End of the story”. I finish. And I mean it. The reason I don't tell this to everyone is because I don't like to be reminded about it in any form, not questions, nor pity looks, nor weird reactions when something is supposed to trigger me.

Luckily, they get the hint.

The conversation drifts off to less serious topics. I notice Stark’s behavior towards me has changed. It has turned more protective... paternal, even. When the pizza is finished and I stand up to leave, he turns around and calls me.

“Y/N… You are not in SHIELD anymore. You are not longer required to wear the uniform” He says, his voice soft.

“Oh..” I can feel heat in my face “Its… I don't have much else to wear.”

Tony nods to himself and turns to the conversation again.

I’ve always had trouble sleeping. When I was small, I felt like there were just too many things to do in the world and sleeping was a waste of time. How ironic. When HYDRA captured me, my sleep became really light. I was always ready to jump at the most minimum change of light, sound, smell… Anything. I have to admit I was sometimes grateful that they would sedate me to do some of the tests, as it was the only quality rest I would get.

When I finally escaped, I thought it was all over. I could finally lead a normal life. Unfortunately, I learned the hard way that there’s not such thing as a normal life. Not for me, anyways. I lived in the run, always ready to flee. Never staying somewhere more than a few years. My sleep was just as light as it had been while I was prisoner. It’s not like I really needed to sleep anyways. My body regenerated fast enough to spare me that vital function, but my brain worked better if I got a proper amount of it.

When I received Nick’s call, fifteen years ago, I saw hope. Hope to finally have something similar to a home and a family. But it took me some time to answer. Saying yes would be admitting that there’s something wrong with me, accepting that I would never be normal. But I’m not completely unreasonable, so i said yes. Yes to a home and friends, yes to being a freak.

I thought my sleep would improve once I was safe in SHIELD, but it didn’t. I had spend so many years with insomnia, my body was used to it. With time, I’ve learned how to deal with it, but now, in a room I’m not used to and after the excitement of the day, I just can’t.

Rather than staying in bed and let passed memories overwhelm me, I decide to keep my brain busy with something. I put a sweatshirt on and decide to explore the rest of the building.

My steps take me to the last floor. it’s mainly a common area, but Thor’s room is also in here. When the elevator doors open, I’m left breathless. The wall on the other side of the room is a window, and through it, the inked sky displays stars like little diamonds in a jewelry shop. I walk over to it and press my forehead agains the crystal. It’s really cold, so it must be freezing outside. My breath clouds the window and I stay there, standing in silence.

“Who are you?” the voice rips me suddenly from my trance. It’s deep and menacing. I turn around slowly to face the man staring at me from across the room.

His figure is tall and strong. Pale moonlight drips along his face. His dark hair is messy and longer than I remembered, going down to his jaw, that is clenched and stubble. The moonlight reflects on his exposed left vibranium wrist. But that’s not what gives him away. He has changed in the past years, but there’s something that is still the same: his eyes.

I will never forget them, no mater how long I live. Those piercing blue eyes have haunted my nightmares countless times, and now, all of a sudden, they drag me back to my fourteen year old self, hiding in a corner, waiting for the monster to grab me.

It’s him. It’s The Soldier.

Part 4

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