#wanted love all along didn't you? despite in deep denial you KNEW you were missing something weren't you?

[zuzu-draws]

my brain is idea-ing and i'm afraid yall won't be able to handle it. (if i do it right)

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LOVEFOOL

Author’s note: HELLO! This is my part for the Valentine’s Day challenge that @1dffchallenges put together. Make sure to keep an eye out for any other pieces published by other authors. Enjoy! And happy Valentine’s weekend! (:

Summary: Harry agrees to go on a blind date set up by his friends in hopes that it will help him move on from an unrequited love.

Word count: 3K

Challenge prompt and dialogue: blind date set up by friends. “I don’t want this to end...”

There’s a first for everything. Harry’s had his fair share of them at the age of twenty-seven. First time on an aeroplane at the tender age of six for a family holiday in Rome. First kiss on his home town’s park with someone he deeply cared about. First time in a recording studio. First time going on tour. The first night spent alone in his new and barely furnished home. The first morning he laid eyes on the girl next door. The ugly heartbreak after she got married, certainly felt worse than his first one.

Life is full of firsts, Harry knows that, and he wishes to have been the first to sneak his way into Jane’s heart, all those years ago.

"You love her" it almost sounds like an accusation coming from Jeff, though the last thing he wants is to make Harry feel guilty. The musician doesn't reply, he shrugs, eyes never leaving her no matter how deep into the ocean she seems to be. "Does she know?" Harry shakes his head in denial. "Did you bring her along just so you could tell her?"

"I enjoy writing music with her, that's why she's here," his tone leaves no room for more questions, the manager knows and sighs defeated. Harry stands from his spot on the beach and heads back inside the house, alone.

Is he being that obvious?

He reviews the past few days and wonders where he slipped, nothing rings any bell. Harry completely and conveniently forgets how he doesn't nag her for having a smoke after dinner, instead he just opens the window and stands close to it, or how he's been making her a cuppa everyday at noon. But it was the time when Jane asked him to help her French plait her hair when something clicked in Jeff's brain, the way Harry beamed at such a simple request left no room for questioning. Yet he asked him, because there was that tiny chance of it all being part of the manager's imagination, but when he looked back on it, the little things now made more sense to him and in a way he always knew.

They've been in Port Antonio for two weeks now and everything was going just dandy, Harry was writing more than ever, the first week he had a new song every day, he even polished the old ones and had a tune for his favourites, thanks to Mitch's help. When Jeff Azoff got there earlier this week, he spent a good two hours talking to Jeff Bhasker about how much of a good idea the trip was.

"Harry is on a writing spree." He complimented Azoff's client, it was nothing but the truth. However the reason for it all, was now heading back to the house to join the others after a good surfing session.

Jane went straight to take a shower, ready to rinse all the ocean's saltiness from her body, thinking how wonderful it would've been if her own worries could be washed away with her tangerine shampoo. In contrast to Harry's good spirits and excellent mood, her own cloud of trouble seemed to follow her all the way from London. She still hadn't heard from her husband, so it is safe to say he was still upset about her going away to work in Harry's album. It was impossible for her to forget the argument they had, at first thinking it was a joke on his side, insinuating that they were ‘shagging behind his back’.

After her shower, wearing comfortable clothes, Jane joins the others for supper but keeps to herself, still with the dichotomy about calling Alex or letting him be. He will eventually come to his senses and apologise. 

What if he doesn't? 

The thought alone of her clothes being packed in boxes by the time she gets back home almost makes her cry, perhaps she can call or text him just to test the waters. It is ridiculous how she seems to be more mature about this than him.

"Penny for them?" Harry's voice brings her back to the now empty dining room, the voices from the rest of their party can be heard from the living room.

"God I'm sorry H, lost myself out there for a moment," she is embarrassed, with him, the others and herself for letting this situation get under her skin. And she's also avoiding talking about it, with Harry or anyone. "I was just thinking about the tempo for Sweet Creature."

"Liar," he hates to be shut down by her more than anything. "Is it because I didn't let you eat the last peanut drop the other day?" It would've been easier for her to say it was, than to address the actual reason. But Harry hasn't lied to her, ever.

"No love, although I was a bit hurt because of that, it's actually this thing with Alex we are, I don't know, he was upset with me and said some things," Jane couldn't finish, her speech was cut short by a quiet sob and Harry was quick to pull her from the chair onto his lap and hold her tight. His own heart speeding at the sight of her distressed.

"When was the last time you spoke to him?"

"Two weeks ago." Her voice barely whispers on his chest, "he's being a wanker to be honest, just because he's not going on tour with any of his bands I'm supposed to be a stay at home wife!"

"Why don't you explain this to me, from the beginning, please?" He asks rubbing her back soothingly, and she spills it all, the having kids now or never argument, to her wanting to have a proper wedding party and finally the latest fight where Alex suggested an affair going on between her and Harry, the latter had to do his best not to put the option on the table, since her husband so kindly suggested it. Might as well, he thought. "It all sounds like a big misunderstanding, I know you're a great communicator sunshine, so it baffles me that you've let this go on for so long." He's got a point.

"You're right, but I feel like it's his turn, you know?" Jane's done weeping, but remained on her friend's lap and arms, head resting on his shoulder. "He's always forward, mature, a proper thirty year old except when it comes to arguments where we ought to reach an agreement," she plays a bit with the cross hanging from his neck, a scowl on her pretty face. "Like with the children thing, we only stopped arguing when I said that maybe in two more years we could have one instead of, you know, my early thirties." It's good that she can't see how upset Harry is.

"You gave into that one, he should do the same but it's his choice," Harry sighs and can't believe what he's about to say. "Take the day off tomorrow, call him or FaceTime, Skype whatever you choose, but have a proper conversation with him." She wants to argue and say it's not necessary to be absent the whole day, she can spare a few hours. But she will need time to think about what to say, make her point clear so they are on good terms until she goes back to London.

"Fine, but if he is still acting like a dickhead afterwards, I'm not going to let it into my head anymore, we will continue to bask in this great work environment going on here." Jane states, pulling away from his embrace just enough to give him that stern look she uses when trying to make a point, and Harry nods with a warm smile, the one she never gets tired of seeing. "I'll call it a night now, gonna be asleep in seconds now that I've got that out of my chest." She stands from his lap, missing his warmth instantly. "Thanks for that."

"Anytime honey pie." Harry says before leaving a kiss on her left hand that burns her skin from then till morning.

Jeff joins the musician in the dining room right after the girl walks away to her room, he takes a seat across from him and scrutinises the look of adoration his friend still sports once she is out of the room.

"She'll never know, if you never tell her." Jeff is right, but the thought alone of going through that again scares him to death. Or so he says, because there's a part of him that is fond of the thrill it makes him feel.

"It's not like I haven't tried, just last year I told her," Harry remembers that night vividly, how pretty she looked even with her makeup all smudged under her eyes. "I'm not sure if she heard, it was too loud like where we were at the time." He was also pissed out of his mind.

"H, there's nothing wrong with being in love."

"I'm not saying it is, but even if she did love me I– I would find a way to hurt her. Anyway. she's happily married now, it's too late." Saying it out loud doesn't hurt him any less like he thought it would. Harry sighs in defeat before rising from the chair, "she's everything to me, I wouldn't mess with her head by confessing my feelings, deep down I always knew she deserved better and now she has it and that's good enough for me." The musician disappears through the corridor where his everlasting love did just a few minutes ago, he paused for a moment outside her room, pondering whether to barge in and just follow his instincts, kiss her like he should've done after winning that award back in 2014.

Harry shakes his head and goes straight to his room, he reminds himself that it was time to let her go. It's for the best. He is not good enough for her, he can't even write a song for her, about her. He mustn't love her that much then.

What Harry doesn't know is that he can't write a song about her because he loves her too much, the poor lad can't even figure out where to start. But he's about to get rid of that curse in a day or two, he just needs to be patient.

The reward for it came, all of a sudden Harry wrote too many songs about her until she inevitably became aware of the situation they were in. Harry vowed to stay away from Jane’s life after recording the album. He dated people that didn’t remind him of her, and even moved temporarily to Japan. But despite all his efforts, four years later Harry still finds himself thinking about her, everything seems to be tainted by her. The music he adores, the new dinner recipes he cooks, the books he chooses to read.

Completely out of options he agreed to this blind date his friends set up for him.

He arrives at the modest restaurant they so kindly chose for the occasion. “All you have to do is wear something nice and show up.” Alexa reminded him over the phone last week.

This is a new first for him, it is also exciting, to take a seat at a table for two conveniently placed at the back, pretend to pay attention to the menu but let his green eyes avert to whoever approaches. Harry is having a great time, he knows that soon his date will arrive. He wonders what they’ll be like.

According to Alexa and Pixie, the person arriving is the perfect match for their young friend. Harry can only hope they like Vietnamese cuisine because that’s apparently this place’s special offer this week. If he’s lucky enough the date will agree to share a starter and perhaps two main courses, that way he doesn’t have to choose between one or the other.

“Here’s your table.” Harry hears the waiter speak and his gaze meets a very familiar figure standing beside him. It can’t be.

“Excuse me, there must be a mistake, I’m waiting for someone else.” Harry protests.

The waiter shakes his head and shows him the notepad with some specifications written down. “Nothing wrong, got specific instructions from Miss Chung, a lady will come in to say is here for Geldolf’s blind date, you are sitting at the table they reserved. I’ll be back in a few minutes to take your order.” He is quick to explain and disappear.

Jane sits because there is no way she can stand any longer, her legs are about to give out from the commotion. This was not the blind date she was expecting either. It’s been at least four years since she last saw Harry. The night after he finally admitted being in love with her, waiting for a reaction, anything from her, after what seemed like hours but was only ten minutes later, he walked out of her house and entire life, leaving her confused and upset.

“How’ve you been?” she asked after confirming that Harry wasn’t going to up and leave.

“Pretty fantastic, until you arrived.” He’s never spoken to her like that before, with so much affliction in his tone. “What are you doing here?”

“I was set up on a blind date by Pixie—

He interrupts her. “That’s fucking convenient, did you all went to this much trouble, just to mock me? I thought they were my friends, you know, that even after everything, they cared about me.” Harry stops, his voice breaks, he’s so angry, hurt and confused by the situation. “Did your husband come along, to witness my humiliation too?” He looks around, trying to find the man of Jane’s dreams.

“I wouldn’t know if he’s here, haven’t seen him since we got divorced three years ago.” She snaps before hiding behind the menu from a gobsmacked Harry.

The words he’d been waiting to hear were finally out of her mouth. Unlike the million times he dreamt about this happening, Harry is not sweeping her off her feet and running away into the sunset holding her hand. Instead he reaches out to touch her arm, testing the waters. He waits for her to lower the menu and surprisingly there are no tears in her eyes. Perhaps only a bit of sorrow that is quickly replaced with confusion, at how fast her heart raced after Harry’s touch.

“Do you want to talk about it?” His voice is back to oozing the tenderness he reserves just for her. Jane nods.

“But can we share a rice bowl and Pho noodle soup?” 

“Yes, and dessert too!” Even after four years Harry’s sweet tooth hasn’t changed, Jane sighs before the waiter is back to take their order.

Keeping a conversation between the two of them is not hard at all, even if it is an awkward topic —her not so recent divorce. “We didn’t have anything in common anymore, there were so many fights every single day. When I finally suggested the separation, he seemed relieved and I felt like a complete fool.” Jane remembers the sigh of comfort that came out of the man she once loved with all her heart before that rainy afternoon, when she finally decided that she’d had enough. “He left that night, hadn’t seen him since, his lawyer took care of everything,” a sour laugh escapes her lips, Harry’s eyes are full of sympathy for her. “I’m sorry for ruining your blind date, I know you’ve never been to one before.” Of course she did, she knows him better than anyone.

“This has to be the greatest date I’ve ever been to.” He speaks without a second thought. 

All those years Harry spent away from Jane were not going to be in vain. He was not going to neglect the feelings he still had for her. That affection he felt for her, only her. Harry shifts in his seat, this is not at all how he planned it, in a restaurant full of people on fucking Valentine’s day. It almost seemed like a tacky move.

But after all this time of pining for her, hating her and himself at times. Harry was brave enough, it was now or never, he didn’t want to wait any longer, not after his friends schemed and executed this soppy plan to bring the two soulmates together. Before she could take the final bite of dessert that Harry kindly left for her. The world stopped.

“I don’t want this to end...” Harry says with a dimpled smile she can’t look away from. “I’d like to take you out on a second date, a third, fourth, fifth. Believe me when I tell you, I have planned up to a thousand of them.” He takes her hand in his and can feel her pulse race along his own. The smile splits his face again, because he knows, he feels, he sees it in her beautiful eyes. “Janey, you’re the first person I’ve ever wanted to hold on to. I know there is a name for this emotion, I’ve written songs about it, but now I don’t think it’s a word big enough for us.”

She squeezes his hand and breaths out a laugh, tears of joy brimming out of her eyes. “Let’s call it love, until we come up with a better name for it.” Harry agrees and just then, Jane brings up his hand to her lips. 

His skin tingles where she kisses him for the first time and he beams at her.

There’s a first for everything, and although it feels like it for Jane and Harry, this isn’t by any means the first time they confess their love for each other. It was always there, in every laugh they shared, every song they wrote together, every touch. It was on Harry’s unwavering devotion, on his impatience and selfless actions throughout the years.

They were bound to be together, their story didn’t begin on that initial blind date, it did years ago after he caught a glimpse of her shiny black hair on the morning she moved into the house across the street.

Harry drives her back to her new flat on the other side of the city, enjoying every minute of the long ride, happy to hear her ramble about her newest obsession with romantic novels and burst out laughing after Jane confesses that sometimes she doesn’t finish reading books she likes, just to pretend the story keeps going. With a quick kiss to the back of her hand he completely agrees.

No tale is more compelling than one that never ends.

[sunset-novice-writer]

Pinky Promises |Bakugou Katsuki x Reader|

Hey guys, the long-awaited PInky Promises Part Two. It’s finally out guys, not going to lie this is long. I think I will cut back on this, possibly to make it part four. Despite it being a bit of a wait, I hope you all enjoy this! 

Taglist: @blackgirlanimes​ @songbird-writer​ @rattycakes263​ @lady-bakuhoe

Without anymore delay from me. Here is the Part Two of PP!

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Departure & Promises

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 Frustrated,  Katsuki released another displeased growl as he paced back and forth in his room. He wanted to talk to you outside your house that night, but he heard your sobs. The sound cleaved him in two, guilt seeping into his very soul.  Deep down in his mind, he could move toward you to apologize, but he hated that it engraved his stubbornness into his very being. He knew that it would be easy to say those two brief words that would make this all better, but his pride and stubbornness would only end up botching them. 

However, the teen didn’t have a lot of time to mull over things. He wanted to convey to you how he really felt,  because today was the day you’d be leaving for an entire year.  

Why did it have to be so long, anyway? How could your parents just dump you like that and not care?  

Only silence answered his questions, making him feel more irritated further than he already felt did before. Your actual parents didn’t have any sense for giving you up. Katsuki thrusted his fist out to relieve his anger that seemed reasonable at the moment.

To him, you were his own walking, talking source of happiness, your smile erasing all of his anger and woes. It saddened him to think about your goofy ass smile disappearing for a long time, leaving him with nothing but a space in his chest. It made him want to seek you out, to just hold on to you and engrave the look of your smile and what it made him feel into his bones. 

Now, that very smile -the one that soaked his dreams in honeyed delight when his nightmares threatened his mind. You might get swept off of your feet by some shitty extra.No one was worthy of something so special except for  Bakugou himself.. It left a bitterness swell inside his chest. Countless shitty ‘what ifs’ piled up inside of his mind, causing him to stop his pacing. 

“Arrgghh! Screw  this shit!” He cursed. Why was he letting these weak thoughts run rampant in his mind? Weakness was the one thing he didn’t stand for in his life, so why was he letting it consume him now? Bakugou knew exactly what he wanted from life; to chase after his goals, to beat all of life’s challenges, and to find a partner tray would accept him and treat him as their equal — which was you. 

 Then thinking about the hurt expression on your features when he said those stupid words to you, it made him realize that he didn’t deserve you. All his bravado made him pause, closing his eyes to calm himself, wondering why he didn't say something in that moment. 

He never admitted openly whenever he did something wrong—He brushed under the rug while a threat dared anyone to mention it. Instead, with you he didn’t mind if you expressed your anger at  him. You just walked away from him instead of saying something which unnerved him to no end. It made things feel all that heavier for Bakugou, like he realized. That this would be his last chance to tell you how he felt. All that he wanted to express did not match up because he lashed out instead.

Yes, he could admit it damn Deku for getting in his head space. He wasn’t man enough to at least  say that he was in the wrong, even if it was directly to a person's face. Katsuki glanced at the photo he kept on his dresser with you in it. A goofy ass smiling lifted your lips upward hugging him close to you, yet he hated how he got so flustered that day.

Still, he couldn’t help it; you were just too damn soft for your own good and that perfume that suited you only added to the problem. “Damn it, I  just wished I could take back what I said to her.” Bakugou huffed to himself. He pulled out his phone to glance at the screen, checking for any messages from you. To his surprise that was not a single text, or missed call appeared on the screen of his phone from you. 

Should I really text her something? No, I can’t do that! I have to say it in person…

He gripped his hair in annoyance, letting out another huff with a scowl shaping on his lips. No, that would be useless. He needed some way to make this up to  [Y/n], not a text message when he  messed up so bad. You probably thought he would not show up to say goodbye given how cold he’d been. It was a fair point to make. Now he had to listen to that damn  Deku lecture him about how he wasn’t being considerate.

That’s the last person he wanted to give him to give his fuckin’ two cents. While Katsuki got involved deeply in his thoughts someone came into his room announcing themselves. 

“Hey, Bakubro!” A voice called out cheerfully, causing  Katsuki to narrow his scarlet eyes into a glare, not happy about the intrusion. Why did that hag let that shitty hair come in? He wasn’t in the mood to see anyone at the moment he groaned; he didn’t want to hear his loud ass voice right now.

“Shut up, idiot!” Katsuki growled, his hand coming down in a karate chop on Kirishima’s head.A yowl in pain escaped Eijirou who came to bring his hand to rub the bump on his head. 

He winced, rubbing his bump, glanced at the blonde giving a sigh himself.” Geez, I was coming by to see how you doing Bakugou. Why did ya have to hit so hard,  man?”

Ignoring the shitty hair, he did not have time to hang out with this dumbass he needed to figure out how to clear things up with [Y/n]. “Bakugou, you need to man up, like seriously.” Eijirou’s brow knitted in a frown, his voice filled with concern for his best friend who’s glare deepened in his direction.

“Dumbass! I don’t need your help.” Katsuki's eyes flashed in defiance, his tone furious  mixed with an unfurling, unrelenting stare demanding he didn’t continue. His worrisome opinion wasn’t he wanted because this was something he needed to fix himself. 

“What good is lying to yourself man…” Kirishima shook his head in disappointment, he placed a hand on his shoulder turning him around to face him. In reply, Katsuki smacked his hand away from his shoulder, hating that even this goofy idiot was using his brain.  An idiot giving him advice that was sound, though where had this Eijirou been all the time they were in school-maybe he was just having a moment.

“I know my [Y/n] wants to see you before she leaves.” he stated truthfully, he visited you along with Deku and the others just as your family was getting ready to depart. Your eyes looked so sad that you didn’t see Kastuki there among everyone. Kirishima gave him a hard look when he scoffed at his answer to [Y/n], but not that hard to tell he liked her by the light flush on his cheeks.

“It’s none of your business Kirishima.” Bakugou scowled, he wanted to see you though that sad expression clenched at his heart, as he stopped for a minute his eyes widening for a second.  Your flight  didn’t  leave for another hour, wasn’t it? He hoped that you weren’t preparing to head off early, not yet he needed to see you.

“I thought she wasn’t taking an early flight?!” he shouted at him. Eijirou eyes widened in surprise to see Bakugou’s shocked expression, and another string of curses escaped his mouth. Nothing would keep him from seeing his dumbass, not mention were you down in the dumps by what he said. You left early because of what he said to you. A thought unnerved him, making Katsuki wonder if you would even come back.

“Shitty hair we are taking your car to the airport.” He pulled Kirishima by the collar of his shirt, dragging him out of his room hurriedly. Damn him if you left without listening to what he needed to tell you. At least he would tell you what he needed to last night from the argument that transpired between you.

“All right, all right, Bakugou!” Kirishima chuckled at his friend, as he grinned a little feeling it was about time he faced up to his manly feelings. [Y/n] would be in for one heck of surprise, though he hoped you both stopped dancing around each other.

“Stop grinning, dumbass!” Katsuki glanced at the redhead with a goofy-looking grin on his face.Kirishima just grinned wider causing the blonde to roll his eyes at the antics he was displaying. 

“Manly displays of admittance ain’t shameful-” Kirishima started, his eyes gleaming with admiration. He got a fist hitting him in the head. One thing was for sure, he wanted to make it before he lived with regret--regrets were something Bakugou Katsuki would never be subjected too.

He’d be damned if you left without hearing what he needed to tell you.Katsuki never could face the denial of his feelings for you, not wanting emotions to impede his own goals.

Katsuki was in love with [Y/n]. He just hoped he wasn’t too late to tell you his genuine feelings; his time was slipping through his fingers. The seconds were slipping away so he couldn’t waste time.

Just wait for me [Y/n]... I’m not letting you leave so soon, dumbass.

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A grand farewell party memorable send off with your friend’s is something you wouldn’t forget.[Y/n]  headed out for America to meet her biological parents. You knew that your hope in thinking Bakugou would be there made you hopeful. No one had heard from the explosive blond at all as most of his friends tried to reach out. It still made you feel like nothing until you got that stone wall of his stubbornness to see sense. You maneuvered through the crowds that filled the pack airport your parents walked with you. 

While your parents went to get the tickets together you set your gaze toward the enormous glass windows.  The morning had already ended to cascade a beautiful sunset across the sky that was a spectacular view for you. A stunning view that didn’t uplift your mood..At least you would have your memories of this place  with all your friends, though something deep down inside you couldn’t left of being unfilled.  A few moments away from going across the world to meet people you barely knew.

I should be excited to do this, but how come I can’t stop thinking of Katsuki?

That was  the most prominent that he would not show up. It’s not like you needed to dwell on the possible because when your friend wanted to be stubborn, that was it.You spent a few moments shifting through music between text messages from your friends.. They wanted to see how you were doing while you waited to board your flight, and you always found the group chats to be full of interesting banter.  You were currently in one right now with Izuku, Mina, Ochako, and Denki. 

They had been trying to cheer you up since Katsuki was a no show at your farewell   party.You were currently reading the first few messages that appeared in the chat, as you seemed to miss  some of the conversation that transpired. Apparently, there was a lot you were missing  about the conversation, so you read through the group chat. At least this would keep you entertained while your eyes scrolled through the conversation.

Acid Queen:

I can’t believe Bakugou! He should have at least came to say goodbye to [Y/n].

Green bean:

I know Ashido… -_-; Kacchan has always been stubborn, and I’ve got a pretty good hunch he’s at home angry at himself.. 

You weren’t really trying to think about Katsuki at the moment though in the beginning the conversation seemed to start that way. Your eyes drifted toward though Ochako’s comment made you interested to know what she was talking about.

Gravity-Hime

I think it’s obvious why Bakugou’s like that. ^-^ I’m surprised no  one has really figured it out yet.  But, I can’t really talk.heehee

Frogger Girl:

Like how you have a crush on someone in this cha--”

Gravity-Hime;

Tsuyu, shh! It’s a secret this not the chat for that >/////<

Greenbean:

Wait a minute...crush? Who is it---

Acid Queen:

Let’s get back on topic guys! Back to our Atomic tempered friend here.

Pika-Thunder:

Aw, now I wanted to know what that was about.  What a way to ruin the fun Mina. v-v

Acid Queen:

Shut up, Kaminari! 

This is not the time. We got more important matters to discuss.

Like how to get him too--Oh, shit!

The conversation was becoming entertaining for you to read you found your curiosity peaked. What had  they learned about Bakugou, which you didn’t already know? You hoped to learn about the topic further until Mina’s outburst led to the reason for the name that entered the chat. It made you understand the cause for concern which everyone was scrambling to typing fast.

Explosive King and Rockin’ Riot have entered the chat.

You clung to your phone staring at the screen debating whether you should watch what he says. Or let your nerves take over to just close the screen out altogether? Screw it, you went with the latter to read the comments since Katsuki joined the chat.

Explosive King:

What are you shitty dumbasses talkin’ about?

Green Bean:

W-what a surprise Kacchan..um how’s it going?

Pika-Thunder:

Hey Bakubro!

You missed the party with [Y/n]! It was so much fun, man.

Acid Queen:

Hey, Bakugou, Kirishima! It’s about time you guys showed up!

Explosive King: 

Stop calling me that,idiot!

Damn, Deku.

Rockin Riot:

Were a little busy guys!

Our Bakugou has finally man’d up another level--

Explosive King:

Shitty hair! Stop. Fuckin. Talkin. 

You wondered what they were busy with at that moment you noticed Bakugou exit the chat. Your eyes scanned with the comments from Mina, and the others wondering what Kirishima would say next. Since the blonde was no longer in the group chat—he probably was reading the conversation before he arrived. You got interrupted before you could read the message that got sent in the group.  A sudden grasp on your shoulder startled you out from the beeps and the buzzes of the chat notifications.

“[Y/n], it’s time to go sweetheart,”she smiled at you softly in return and you gave a bit of a sigh. You stood up to follow her toward the gate while slinging the strap of your backpack over your shoulder. Heading your way to the line filled with more people that planned to take the same flight, you spotted your Dad saving the both of you a spot in line.’It will be quite a while before I see this place again.’ Your thoughts dampened a little walking alongside your mother until you both were next to your Dad.

Your father ruffled your hair a little, giving you a reassured grin trying to lift your spirits.  “Don’t worry [Y/n],”his voice cheerful, wanting you to think about the positive.” It will only be for a year. Who knows? Maybe Katsuki will be here when we come back.”

Shaking your head with a laugh, you gave an amused smile at your father. “Maybe you’re right? Somehow I wonder if I would rather get pranked first, old man.” You said sarcastically, you  still hope that maybe you’ve got the outcome you wanted. The line moved once more, turning your eyes back forward, getting lost in your thoughts again. Once you got on that plane you would be too far away to face Katsuki--he seemed too busy to bother to call you. 

Perhaps, thinking it sounded better to not stress over someone who you never understood, or you thought you had a good grasp on your entire life.What you could not fathom was a loud young man’s voice screaming through the airport.

“Dumbass!!,”You knew that loud gruff voice anywhere, your eyes widened in surprise.

Everyone in line at the terminal jumped a little at the outburst while you were too busy trying to find Katsuki, he was the only one who’s voice could command that level of volume. Deep down, you wondered if it was him though another part of you sounded like an idiot for doubting that much.

“I know you can hear me, [Y/n]!”he called out once more while sending a few curses along his way in the crowd.”Move out of my way you shitty extras!”

Yup, that indeed was your Bakugou all right you tried to blink back tears that wet your eyes. Before your parents could stop you your feet moved on their own accord, making your way through the line to get to him. You wanted to see him. You darted out from under the rope barrier following the sound of his voice. he sounded far away. If he kept on shouting like he had been you would be there in no time.You felt your heart thud wildly in your chest in excitement filled with an eagerness to see those sharp scarlet eyes, you’ve missed. Your feet started moving once again moving toward the middle of the spacious area shifting your eyes to dart around the airport.

You wondered just how far Bakugou was from you moving your gaze to take a gander around the area. In hopes you find him when you didn’t you picked  up your feet to run once again bobbing and weaving through passerby's. While on the occasions giving short and quick apologies when you bumped into someone. A shuffle in the crowd broke apart a little at a time, making you catch a fraction flash of ash blonde hair.

You panted a bit out of breath from your sprint standing for a moment. While your lungs regained some oxygen lost.You walked closer while the crowd parted for the snarling angrily at the people who got in his way.

“If you don’t get out of my way .I’ll blow--” You felt nervous at those words Katsuki uttered. The last thing you wanted was airport security to drag him off. For his outburst threating to blow someone up. Nothing would impede you seeing him, so you thought about going with expressing your genuine feelings.

“Katsuki, I love you!” you confessed rather loudly. A blushed stained your cheeks with eyes staring at you, not at all missing the choke sputter that left Bakugou’s mouth. Things happened slowly around you both while the crowd around you naturally parted a path way for you to see each other.

That’s when you saw Katsuki not too far away from you to finally lay your eyes on bright red eyes. The pink flush touching his cheeks due to your expression laid vividly on his face with Kirishima grinning like an idiot. You noticing him walking toward you wearing a scowl on his face. You caught him staring at you which you moved to walk forward until you both stood in front of each other.

“Bakugou, I--”You started to say though you got cut off quickly by him.

“Idiot, I heard you already.”He hushed you his face still sporting a blush he grabbed your hand he added on.”If you’re gonna confess like that, use my first name then, [Y/n]”

He glared at you though you noticed it was softer than his usual ones.Katsuki sent Kirishima look telling him to go do something else.The redhead waved to you both before giving a thumbs up to his friend. You smiled giving him a nod, you wanted to ask him what he was doing here. A good hunch made you think better on asking him that instead waited for him to speak. 

He sighed deeply to himself running his free through his hair. Giving a glare to the noisy onlookers who abruptly shifted their gazes away from you both. 

“Look, I didn’t want you to leave without apologizin’“He admitted. You noticed that he stared back at you.His hand squeezing your own.”I realized I was a dumbass.”He begrudingly stated hating that he called himself an idiot. 

You let a amused smirk touch your lips.” Pretty much, yeah.”

Katsuki scowled at you giving you a warning,”Don’t get cocky! This is a one time thing, princess.”

You shook your head at him of couse he was bound to sound overconfident. Hey, that’s what you loved about him.”Yes, sir.” You saluted him, your voice holding a tiny bit of sacrasm though it was playfully.

“[Y/n]..”You looked at him stopping  your little teasing. When his voice turned serious all of a sudden.His hand jerked you a little closer to him where you felt his breath brush against your lips. It was his turned to smirk watching your face shift to a scarlet contrasting the skin tone of your cheeks.

“Yes..?”You inquired. You wainted for him to speak watching his eyes change to a gentle expression something you’d thought you never witness in all your life.His arm came to wrap around your waist to bring you close to him in an embrace.While his pinky finger came to hook around your own in the start of a pinky promise.

“When your stuff is done over in America...”He started to say before pausing to get the right words out. You saw his brows knit together a bit in frustration.You knew he wasn’t the type for the mushy stuff though the grand gesture he mind meant more to you than he would ever understand.

He felt irritated try to convey what he meant not being the words kind of guy. “I love you too,dumbass,”he spoke bluntly to you making you lift your lips into a dorky grin.”So, you better promise me you’ll comeback.”

You responded by squeezing your pinky around his you answered.”It’s a pinky promise, Katsuki.” Your smile brought back that flustered expression.He scoffed, looking off to the side he would not have you outdo him.

“Oh, I think have something better to seal the deal, [Y/n].” He grinned at you, making you blink confusion. A tug of your joined pinkies pulled you forward, making you press your lips against his own. Your first kiss with Katsuki was unexpected, though you weren’t complaining.

You flushed a deeper scarlet; you felt yourself melting in against him, somehow he surprised you which you never understood after all  you didn’t much care as you enjoy soft kiss you shared.

“This is so manly...Congrats, Bakubro.”

Kirishima was sniffling manly tears in the background. While everyone else in the airport awed and cooed at the new couple.

Your pinkies never came undone from each other while you kiss continued. A pinky promise would become a precious memory.It started your relationship with Katsuki. You planned on keeping your promise to return.You would come back to the boy that stole your heart. 

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Welp that is it for part two guys!!! I hope you all have enjoyed this there might be another installment. I really appreciate all who have read this one shot series. I apologize in advance for the OOCness within the series.

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The Untamed, episode 43 - watching notes

The sun is setting on this show for me and I'm not ready to say goodbye yet 😔

(As if I will! Ha. Imma blog about nothing else the next ... probably years)

Last time on Sophie watches the untamed: We're still in the restricted section. The twin love-struck idiots of lan and wwx found the Collection of turmoil and suspect Jin Guangyao of intentionally bringing about Nie Mingjue's qui deviation.

As much as I love the "hihi. Wwx is wearing his boyfriend's underrobe" aspect of this, I also like the visual incorporation of lwj's colour scheme into wwx's clothes. (Not just through the undertone, his black tone also has slight grey seam.) It's as if now that they are finally fully committed to each other, wwx is displaying it for all the world to see

Jin Guangyao tore out a page to hide the evidence. That's not how to do that!!!

My heart is breaking for Lan Xichen. He looks like a man standing on a train track and watching the light speed towards him in horror while he's unable to move away

Feels like exactly no one on this show is getting their happy ending

*thinks about yi city and cries forever*😭😭😭

"Wangji, Jin Guangyao,in my eyes, is a totally different person from how you and other people see him." And we all know that lwj knows exactly what that's like

PARALLELS! 😭

(Sorry, I have a thing for those)

And lwj looks so pained

Thinking about it, it's now the man lwj loves against the man lxc loves (in whatever way. I still ship them. Not sure if its "canonically" romantic though). They can't both be right, so ... one of them is going to get their heart broken

Great, first the Yunmeng brothers, now the lan brothers are breaking my heart 🥺

Lwj says he's visiting "Grand Master", that's Lan Qiren right? What happened to him anyway? Haven't seen him in ages

I love how, even though it is wwx's word against jgy's right now, lan Xichen is still genuinely kind towards wwx

The whipping scars! I hadn't even thought about those anymore 😳

I'm probably going to get my heart ripped out soon, but before that

"You are not qualified to talk to me."

Sickest. Burn. Ever.

Also, no disrespect to the actor, but that's a backpfeifengesicht if I've ever seen one

(Backpfeifengesicht: "German compound word for a 'face that should be slapped'. Ex:. When GWB smirks on TV, my German friend Uwe tells me that he sees a 'Backpfeifengesicht'." Urban dictionary)

He went to burial mount after wwx was killed??? 🥺🥺🥺

I've noticed something with lwj. When he's distressed, he won't look people in the eye or not even at their faces, just in their very general direction. To me it seems like he almost... can't? Any thoughts on that? Cause I'm intrigued but I can't think about it too much right now cause I'm already writing half an essay in this commentary again 😅

Oh fuck YOU Jiggy!!!

Holy shit ... holy shit

Lan Wangji 🥺🥺🥺

He fought against everyone?

This is how he showed his grieve???

He went to the place wei Wuxian had called home and ... what? Protected or ot so they wouldn't desecrate it? To search for him? To ... what?

Oh god, Wangji! 😭

That image... I'm speechless. It's so powerful

He's half-mad with grieve and kneeling in the ruins of his dead loves home, having fought himself to exhaustion and I'm... not okay 😭😭😭

He had to repent for THREE YEARS??

Oh no, you don't

Holy ...

Holy shit

How can my heart break and be so full at the same time 💔🥺

Lan Wangji ... my love

I'm ... so proud of him and yet so sad

Here he is at his lowest, finally standing up to the orthodoxy he knows to be wrong

This is inhumane 😳

The corporal punishment of the lan sect always was but THIS

Fuck them

Or Lan Qiren specifically

That's his nephew. How can he even look at himself?

"Eradicate evil. Establish laws. Than goodness will be everlasting."

IT'S NOT THAT FUCKING EASY!!!

WHAT EVEN IS "GOODNESS"? WHOSE VERSION OF GOODNESS? DEVINE EVIL! HOW FAR REACHING INTO THE PRIVATE SVERE SHOULD THUSE LAWS BE? DOES IT STOP AT "DON'T STEAL FROM PEOPLE OR AT "DON'T PICK YOUR NOSE AT DINNER"?

what I'm saying is: there are about 200 ethical question ls being raised by this rule alone!

And now lan Wangji had 3 tears to contemplate them

Wwx asking "why would he bother ...?" BECAUSE YOU ARE LOVED YOU GODDAMN IDIOT!!

Ohhh! We're getting their parents' story 😱

Oh this IS a Lan episode 💙

So another Lan falling quickly and never looking back?

I'm sensing a pattern here 🤨

Wait what?

Let me get this straight:

Their father loved a woman who DID NOT love him back and then killed one of his teachers

(And I hope we find out why. That sounds like there is a REALLY interesting story there)

Then he takes her to cloud recess and DESPIT HER NOT LOVING HIM, marries her, fathers two children with her (um... how voluntary was that????) locks her up (as punishment for the murder?) then locks HIMSELF up and then fucks of and leaves his children with their uncle

What kind of disaster human being was their dad????

Did he do the right thing WHEN HE MARRIED AND PROBABLY RAPED A WOMAN WHO DIDN'T LOVE HIM???

NO!!!

The fuck kinda question is that ??

If you have to marry her against her will and then lock her up, guess what? That's not love, that's wanting to possess someone

I hope that maybe the connotation is different in the og Chinese,but I'm not holding out much hope

That explains why Qiren is such a lovely character through 😒

But god, my heart breaks for lwj and lxc :'(

Little Lan Wangji!!! 🥺🥺🥺

Oh darling ...

Oh no ...

Look at him look at his crooked little headband😭😭😭

He went there every month!!!

Oh Wangji 💔💔

Stubborn, steadfast, loving Wangji!

That seals it. I KNEW why he was my favourite character

He isn't so passive all the time, because he feels too little! He feels entirely too much!!! 😭😭😭

And that explains why lwj was so worried about wwx's demonic cultivation harming him!!! 😭

Oh god, it was such an old hurt for him. I had no idea 🥺🥺🥺

All of these characters need a therapist

Lxc playing the flute to what ... deal with his emotions? Express his grieve? Remeber their mother? (And god, do I want to know more about her!!) Either way, It's making me tear up 😥

"It's so difficult to determine others personalities depending on our perspective." Welcome to the human condition, my friend 💙

And that's love

I ... wish I could show you my face right now

I'm smiling through tears right now

It's so utterly beautiful

He looks so vulnerable here! With his hair (almost) down

And given what we've just learned, that's remarkable!!!

He closed himself off became the immovable stone-faced second Jade of Lan and yet, somehow, wwx wormed his way into his heart and sure, both of them needed to overcome a lot, but here they are, vulnerable and open,not letting their parent's fate decide theirs

I'm... *sniff*

I can never get enough of lwj with his hair like this!!

It's so domestic, so soft

And look at his face! 😭

And mister "alcohol is prohibited" is now serving it 😭

Oh my god this scene is so beautiful

I'm speechless

Was the second flute Jin Guangyao as well?

At this point I'm just expecting more plot-twists

He looks so young! 🥺

Both of them are exhibiting so much growth in this episode!! Wwx realising that the fact that the cultivation world had always looked for a scapegoat and that he himself was just the most convenient target, that it's not to any personal failing of his, that's HUGE!

And I'm so proud of him :')

Lwj starting to play in the distance :')

This is so utterly peaceful

My heart is bursting 😭😭😭

The music, the scenery ...

Also, both thinking they have a clean conscious!!! 😭😭😭

Again, it's them holding the same morals that's important! I cannot tell you how happy that makes me!

(But wwx still cannot drink like a normal person :D)

The contrast to lxc sitting alone couldn't be starker 😔

Wait, why are there puppets at burial mounds again?

Are we going back to burial mounds? I'm weirdly excited 😅

Aaand Jin Guangyao just proved to them that he's lying. Poor Xichen

Yup, I'm pretty sure his heart just snapped in half

Little Apple!!! I've missed him 😁

Gosh, they're laying it on thick with the domestic husband bliss this episode and I'm here for it.

I love lwj's soft smile when he looks at bunnies so much!! 🥰

Bunnies, bunnies everywhere

It's the invasion of the bunnies

Who ever is the show runner *banging pots and pans together* IT'S GAY!! cab you all hear me? These two love each other! It's G - A - Y!!! Gay!!!

Probably

Lwj's shocked look when wwx says that he's not popular with little animals, as if to say "how dare they!" :D

Holy shit ... HOW MANY SCENES CAN THEY INCLUDE IN THIS EPISODE THAT MAKE THEM LOOK SO GODDAMN MARRIED???

Is wwx sitting side saddle?

Wwx plays wangxian :')

He finally remembers how lwj recognized him :')

Sneaky, show, very sneaky :D

Wwx about to casually steal some melons, lwj *wordlessly takes out money* ^^

MIANMIAN!!!! AAAAAAHHHHHH!

I'd given up hope that we'd see her again!!!

I'm so happy I could burst!!!

Lwj's little exasperated head-shake before he stands up from crouching behind some hay 😂

Aww, look at her family! 😍😍😍

She build her own live :')

And look at this badass woman protecting the ones she loves!!!

ARE YOU KIDDING ME WEI WUXIAN??? You don't remember her???

You better remember my wife!!!

Aaand another freeze frame. But I'm willing to forgive it because THIS EPISODE WAS SO GODDAMN BRILLIANT!

It made me realise why I was so drawn to lan Wangji as a character. Of course he is mu favourite character! He ticks every single box

Let me explain. My favourite characters almost always share the following characteristics: seems either cold and distant or ethereal and aloof, as if they are above such puny human things like feelings™️(bonus if they're actually not human and their argument is "I'm [insert species]. We can't feel [insert emotion they are definetly feeling very strongly]"). then, over the course of the story, we (along with they themselves because they were in denial) discover that it's not that they feel too little, they feel entirely too much. They're a sea of emotions so deep that the surface is calm, but don't you dare be near them when the storm is coming because all hell will break loose. (extra bonus point if that storm involves them rebelling against the oppressive society they were born into and adhered to until then because they realise their consciousness won't allow it any longer.) afterwards they realise that making themselves vulnerable once in a while is actually a good thing and they proceed to fuck the Rebel™️ who they've secretly been in love with the entire time, a feeling they only now allow themselves to act on

The last part sadly isn't always canon, but who has ever had time for that?

You know what this episode made me realise most of all? The Lan sect are just as human as the rest of them. In fact, they seem to be especially prone to acting rashly on strong emotions. (I don't remember the exact story, but didn't the founder of the Lan sect also have some kind of tragic love story?) It should be obvious, but the impression you get is that they are so detached from their wants, so rigorous and disciplined in their righteousness, that they are almost super-human. But no. Thise 3000 and some rules? They weren't born out of some enlightened mind that had the secret of live figures out, they're a crutch. Abiding by them without question rids one of responsibility to make even the tiniest moral choice for oneself. But that won't work because a) they're bounty to contradict each other at some point and b) that's not how human beings work. They're messy and unpredictable and beautifully complicated. The way Lan Qiren choses to apply them, he completely disregards that. At that point, the rules aren't there anymore to grant a harmonious society, but simply for their own sake. (Or maybe as a wall to hide behind)

@sweetlittlevampire @fandom-glazed @elenirlachlagos @allhailthedramallama @luckymoony @kyrrahbird @i-love-him-on-purpose

I think this liveblog has been the longest so far. I'm sorry for going on so many tangents, but lwj's backstory hit me really hard. I hope you guys weren't too bored 💚

(I also apologise for the mountains of typos that probably accumulated in this post. I'm too tired to check.)