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angelst4re · 2 years

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reader is a steve harrington fan and a joe keery fan ( like who isn’t ) and she talk about it during a ST4 restaurant dinner with all the costars where she came with jamie and jamie as a scoping is mad jealous

as a former joe keery fanpage owner, i love this!!!! also this is basically just a mind-dump, i saw this in my requests and just wrote and wrote so i hope you like it :)

Joe?- Jamie Campbell Bower x Reader

୨♡୧ warnings: none!

୨♡୧ note: my mortal instruments books came today, i can't wait to read them :)

When you started dating Jamie, you knew you would meet a lot of people you had once admired over a screen, but you would never have thought one of them would be Joe Keery. Ever since the first season of Stranger Things was released, you had been head over heels for this man and every one of your friends knew, but when you started dating Jamie your love for Joe slowly faded. Of course you watched his new movies and seasons of his shows, but you never let it slip that you had a crush on him.

When Jamie got the role of 001/ Henry/ Vecna, you were the first to know, yet it came as a surprise- he hadn’t told you he auditioned. He knew you loved the show and the cast, as did he, so you were thrilled to learn that your boyfriend was going to be a part of it all.

However, you never expected to be invited to dinner with the cast to celebrate the new season and also to celebrate the new cast members becoming a part of the ‘family’.

You freaked out. Your inner fangirl was unleashed when you arrived at the restaurant. Jamie held your hand as you walked towards the table, and you squeezed his hand so tightly you were surprised you didn’t leave any marks.

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“So, y/n, were you a fan of the show before?” Natalia asks you, taking a sip of her drink. You took in a deep breath and nodded your head.

“I was!” You grin, “I’ve been watching it ever since it first came out, so when Jamie told me he was going to be in it this season I kind of went crazy,” you look over at Jamie, who chuckled and agreed.

“Now the big question,” when Joe began talking, your heart fluttered, you were utterly starstruck in this moment yet you tried your best to hide it, not wanting your biggest ‘secret’ to be revealed to Jamie, “Steve or Jonathan?”

Fuck.

“Well, I used to have a massive crush on Steve, but if we’re talking about the love triangle then I’d say Jonathan.” You answer, your palms sweating.

“Really?” Jamie asks, “you never told me about that?”

“About what?” You ask, your heart sinking to your stomach.

“The crush on Steve? On Joe?”

“It meant nothing, really,” you chuckle, realising you just dug a hole for yourself.

“Hey, who can blame her, I’m hot!” Joe laughed, but Jamie wasn’t having it.

“I was actually super nervous about meeting you because of it. But it was like 6 years ago now, okay. I’m sorry Joe, but the feelings are long gone.”

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When Jamie went out for a cigarette, you followed him- although you don’t smoke, you just thought you should clear the unpleasantness. He hadn’t spoken a word to you since you revealed that you used to like Joe.

“Jamie, please talk to me. I’m sorry about what I said, I don’t know how but it just sort of came out… you know that’s what happens when I’m nervous.”

“Why would you be nervous if you didn’t like him anymore?”

“I don’t know, I’m just… I never thought I’d meet him! And I never told you about it because I knew you’d act like this!”

“I’m just upset, y/n. I take my girlfriend out to dinner with me and she flirts with my co-stars, wouldn’t you be upset?”

“Flirting?” You gasp, “since when?”

“The way you would blush when he spoke to you, the way you laughed whenever he made a joke, he has a girlfriend, y’know?”

“I know, Jamie. And I have you, I would never choose anybody else over you! Not even Joe! Sure, I liked him at one point in my life but never to the extent that I love you, okay? I don’t-”

Jamie shut you up with a kiss, his hand cupping your cheek as his lips smashed into yours, his cigarette dropped to the floor as his other hand was placed on your waist, holding you close to him.

“What was that for?” You ask, smiling against his lips as he pulls away.

“To apologise, I just thought maybe you liked him more than me… and to shut you up,” he chuckles.

“I’d never like anyone more than you,” you giggle, pulling him back in for another kiss.

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mythicaldemigoddess-of-deltarune · 1 year

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Hazbin Hotel x Helluva Boss Theory: Why The Elevator Doesn't Go To The 8th & 9th Rings

[Note: Reading This Post Is Optional, but please Don’t Reblog Without Permission.]

we know that there are the Seven Rings, the Pride Ring, Wrath Ring, Lust Ring, Envy Ring, Sloth Ring, Greed Ring and Gluttony Ring...

and then there is the 8th and 9th rings, The Melancholy Ring and The Vanity Ring...maybe it be like Encanto, "we don't talk about bruno"...(by the way I do love that movie) but instead of "Bruno"...it's "we don't talk about Melancholy & Vanity." Lucifer rules the Pride Ring, Sathanas rules the Wrath Ring, Asmodeus rules the Lust Ring, Leviathan rules the Envy Ring, Beelzebub rules the Gluttony Ring, Belphegor rules the Sloth ring and Mammon rules the Greed ring...

but the queston is, who are the two who would be ruling the Melancholy Ring & Vanity Ring...?

also I want to say this, that if Asmodeus (not talking about the one from the show who goes by the nickname Ozzie.) if he is said to have been like a cambian born from a Succubus and King David.... wouldn't that make Asmodeus my Grunkle...? should I be calling him "Grunkle Ozzie" XD

and wouldn't that mean that he is like the big brother of King Solomon...?, which I don't think it's really a bad thing I'm a descendant of Solomon, I mean I know that I'm from the line that can't take that throne, and I'm also a descendant of his son Rehoboam.

but not being able to to take that throne, is more of a blessing rather than a curse.

so play the song "The Joke Is On You" by Niki Watkins. yeah I'm weird and a Earth Angel who thinks it's a blessing to be a descendant of that line. plus there is that whole having ethereal things that go into "flame mode" when I get really mad, and the whole habit of them hugging around me whenever I'm upset or nervous.

which of course I got that info from asking about it by using my pendulum, and I'm still making sure not to use the pendulum too much. I know half of the time my pendulum can pull pranks on me or give me like half-truths... I'm not really sure about the whole having a ethereal lion tail and deer antlers is true or not, I mean maybe those two were pranks...? but I guess having ethereal wings, lion tail and deer antlers, could be a trait that some Earth Angels have.

plus it might be possible I don't have some form of ethereal flowers in my hair, maybe I can try using my pendulum and try to ask one of the Archeia about it. I mean I could try, but it is possible a prank answer can end up replying instead....so maybe I will wait a while to do that... plus for all I know, my soul name being "Small Lilith" could be a prank, I guess I can try to ask one of the Archeia about that as well.

anyway back to the whole 8th and 9th rings, in theory those two rings could have their own rulers but they aren't really famous or popular, because they aren't very well known, not even by those who are Hellborns who live in the other rings. even if Sinners can't really go to the other rings and have to stay in the Pride Ring, in theory they could probably find a loophole that can let them go to Melancholy Ring and Vanity Ring.

so the only rings they would be able to go to and live in, would be Pride, Melancholy and Vanity...

I guess Astaroth would be the Duke from the Melancholy Ring, but it could turn out that they aren't the top ruler of the Melancholy Ring. it might be possible that Melancholy is run by Duke Astaroth, while Vanity is ruled by a President.

the current President of the Vanity Ring, could be Haagenti. it could turn out the roles of being the ones who run both the Melancholy and Vanity Rings are temporary, like it turning out that both Astaroth and Haagenti could be substitute until the true embodiment of Vanity and Melancholy appear and become the Kings of those rings....or Queens.

but when the true embodiment of Vanity appear, they would possibly end up co-ruling the Vanity Ring with a President.

of course this would possibly stay in the Fanon Timeline of Hazbin Hotel and Helluva Boss, meaning the Melancholy Ring and Vanity Ring would just be in the Fanon.

and the reasons why the elevator doesn't go to the Melancholy and Vanity Rings, is because it can't....like it use to, but it doesn't anymore. if some do want to go to one of those two rings, they would have to use the other ways to get there.

for all we know, those two rings could be under quarantine because both rings have fairies, pixies and unicorns in them... and well in a Fanon Timeline, it could turn out that those rings were taken back by the Feminine Angel Princesses that had ruled them before those Fallen Princes took over the rings when they fell and changing them from what they were once were. yeah one of my theories is that the rings use to be a type of Matriarchy, because ya know "Earth-Feminine" and "Heaven-Masculine"..... but when Lucifer and the others fell, they had taken those rings over and had corrupted them.

for all we know, it could turn out those rings were taken back by their original Princesses, but the Other Princesses have yet to take back their rings.

yeah it might be a weird and crazy theory, but I think it could be true, but it's okay that not everyone agrees that it might be true.

and I guess in a Fanon Timeline, the Princesses would have to co-rule with the embodiment of Melancholy and Vanity, maybe like a Yin and Yang relationship.

it might be possible that the Melancholy and Vanity Rings wouldn't be canon in both Hazbin Hotel and Helluva Boss, they would only be in the Fanon.

but fans can think of reasons why the elevator, doesn't go to the 8th and 9th rings, but in a Fanon Theory way.

a Fanon Theory, can explain some things that wouldn't be canon in the main timeline, and could be fanon but some can be semi-canon but still fall under the fanon.

Sans from Undertale being the future self of Steven from Steven Universe, could be seen as semi-canon and fanon. Sari from TFA (Transformers Animated) being the daughter of Megatron, could be seen as both semi-canon and fanon as well. there being a Reaper Queen in Mass Effect, but never got to appear, that would be semi-canon and fanon...

the Reaper Queen being part of the fanon, because even though she didn't get to appear in the game, fans can still try to do fan arts of her and maybe some fan fics. so she would be Semi-Canon, even if she didn't get to appear in the game but was plan to be in it.

and I believe that Sari might have two human parents that she got her DNA from, which happens to be Isaac Sumdac and Marissa Faireborn... me thinking that Marissa might also be Sari's Human Parent, has to do with the Red Hair, plus Isaac was wearing rubber gloves when he touched the protoform,and there is no way that the protoform that use to be Sari, could get enough DNA from that or any at all because of those gloves.

so it is possible that when Isaac was shocked and went out cold, some of his hair from the top of his head or mustache had fell off and got on the protoform, but it wasn't enough for the protoform, so it might be possible it need more DNA, so Marissa may have came into the lab and saw Isaac out cold and even touched the protoform like he did, and it may have shocked her as well and even made her go unconscious like Isaac. so if it were true, this would mean that Sari would have three parents, and not just two.

even if the Melancholy and Vanity Rings that are the 8th and 9th rings wont appear in the two shows, fans can still view them as rings that only appear in the Fanon.

but all the other rings, are still being ruled by Eon-Boomers...who are ficto-counterparts of ones who didn't really do anything to fix the imbalance that had to do with toxic-masculinity...

and we also have a problem with toxic-femininity, but lucky it isn't as high as the toxic-masculinity one...but doesn't mean it isn't still a problem. why is it that some masculine angels (even the fallen ones) think violence solves everything...?

anyway even if the Vanity Ring and Melancholy Ring wont be in the show, and even if they were, the elevator might not be able to go to those two rings.

those two rings might be closed off from the elevators, like they do have their own elevator, but it only goes from Vanity to Melancholy and vice-versa and it could of turned out it could go to the other rings, but no longer can.

I know it is really not likely that Melancholy and Vanity will not likely be in Helluva Boss or Hazbin Hotel, and even if they aren’t, they can always be in the Fanon and no one can get there by the elevator, because the elevator that can take those from the rings to those two rings, doesn’t work and you would probably have to go the other way to get to those two...

and the only elevator that does work, is the one that is only connected to the Melancholy and Vanity rings...

plus we could view that those two rings are under some kind of quarantine.

maybe to make sense as to why they don’t appear or are mention in the canon, even if they would be just in the fanon.

#hazbin hotel theory #helluva boss theory #pride #wrath #greed #lust #gluttony #sloth #envy #melancholy #vanity #seven deadly sins #canon #noncanon #fanon #headcanon #not for kids #don't reblog #do not reblog without permission

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twelve-kinds-of-trouble · 2 years

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Uh. Hi. I don’t know why I can’t choose a single thing for an ask game but this one was particularly bad so I. Just.

I chose six. Don’t be mad. Hope it’s okay.

So. 2, 8, 14, 22, 35, 38 for the writing ask game…?

MaD?? I’m over the MOON. I LOVE talking about my writing!!

2. If you had to give up your keyboard and write your stories exclusively by hand, could you do it? If you already write everything by hand, a) are you a wizard and b) pen or pencil?

Oh my god fuck no. I’d run out of paper, and I’d have doodles all over Everything, and I’d jump from chapter to chapter. My brain does not like to be patient or linear, so any paper document I’ve handwritten on is,,,,, a bomb site.

8. If you had to write an entire story without either action or dialogue, which would you choose and how would it go?

Literally allll of my WIPs rely on Those Two Things. And as much as I love Love LOVE dialogue, I think there’s something very intimate in silence, especially in scenarios where speech seems fundamental. I could do that, but it wouldn’t be a very long story, nor would it be much good!! bUt. Things written as just dialogue, like… the fuckin… End Poem in Minecraft. They hit. They just? When done right, they’re beautiful. I am.. undecided.

14. Do you lend your books to people? Are people scared to borrow books from you? Do you know exactly where all your “lost” books are and which specific friend from school you haven’t seen in twelve years still possesses them? Will you ever get them back?

Oh my fucking god. I lent my friend a book once. Actually, I lent her THREE books. That was THREE years ago. I got them back in January of THIS. YEAR. Never again. I’m keeping them right here with me. My friends are Terrified to borrow books from me because I’ll eat them alive if they damage them. I’ve seen how they treat their paperbacks, I don’t need mine to get the same treatment.

22. How organized are you with your writing? Describe to me your organization method, if it exists. What tools do you use? Notebooks? Binders? Apps? The Cloud?

I write on Google Docs, but I am Notes app’s biggest fan. I love you, Notes app!!!! I also plan a Lot of fics and stories in random notebooks I have lying around. When I put my mind to it, I can usually create a good list to summarise chapters, and that’s about as organised as it gets, I’m afraid.

35. What’s your favorite writing rule to smash into smithereens?

‘dOn’T uSe lOts oF cOmmAs’, bitch?! Dickens did it, and so can I.

‘dOn’t sWiTch pOvS’, no!!! No. Say it with me: different points of view develop the world, the story, and other characters infinitely better than one POV!!!

‘dOn’t uSe toO maNy wOrds’— my WIP, my rules <3

38. What is something about your writing process YOU think is Really Weird? If you are comfortable, please share. If you’re not comfortable, what do you think cats say about us?

Whenever I have little dialogues I want to check make sense, I act them out. Very professionally, mind you, I take this seriously. Either that, or I run through scenes in my head like they’re movies!!

thank you. sOOO much. I am smiling and screaming and all that.

#asks #i LOVR YOU

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bubbleteaimagines · 3 years

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Calling him by his last name prank (HQ Boys)

Haikyuu Boys Headcanon

KUROO TETSURO

“Did you have fun at your practice match today, Kuroo-San?”

He’s petty. He’s straight up petty when you call him by his last name, pretending not hear you even though you clearly asked him a question. Kuroo sits and looks out the train window for a while as you try again, trying desperately to hold in your laugh due to your boyfriend’s cold demeanor.

“...Kuroo? Did you hear me?”

Silence, again. He fights the urge to roll his eyes as he bites his lip, twitching in annoyance as you try again.

“Kuroo-”

“I don’t know any ‘Kuroo.’ All I know is baby or Tetsu,” He finally snaps, scoffing and looking at you as if to say ‘unbelievable.’ You can tell he’s playing it cool, but his eyes give away the fact that he’s actually quite hurt- and so does the subtle pout on his lips.

You almost coo as you see your boyfriend acting all grumpy at the use of his last name, immediately giggling and leaning in to hug him despite his protests.

“Y/N, don’t-”

“Awe baby, I was just messing around with you! No need to get all pouty and sassy Tetsu,” You laugh, snuggling into his side.

Kuroo finally stops resisting whenever you say these words, his shoulders instantly relaxing knowing you weren’t mad at him or anything. However, he can’t help but feel slightly even more upset because he genuinely fell for it.

“Yeah, well,” He pretends to wave you off, acting all tough as he looks out the window again. “I knew that.”

“Oh Tetsu-” You grin at his obviously pouting figure and shake your head, “I’m sure you did honey. I’m sure you did.”

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BOKUTO KOUTARO

“Bokuto, can you come help me move this please?”

At the sound of his last name, Bokuto instantly deflates and starts pouting the minute it sets in. I mean, he doesn’t even give you time to correct your mistake before he’s storming into your room, arms crossed and lips jutted out.

“What did you just say?”

“I said: Bokuto can you come help me move this? It’s really heavy,” You pout up at him only to find your boyfriend is doing the same, his nose scrunched up as his shoulders sagged.

So, it wasn’t a mistake. You actually meant to call him that.

“...Okay.”

There’s an obvious sadness in his voice as he slowly moves to help you, uncharacteristically quiet. The entire time he keeps glancing at you with those big eyes, pleading for you to call him something else. But no- you stick to it and once he’s done helping you, you lean up and give him a sweet kiss on the cheek.

“Thank you, Bokuto. You’re always so helpful,” You praise him, but it seems to do nothing for his sudden sour mood. Grumbling, he hastily nods and then walks out of the room, a smile appearing on your face as you hear him muttering to himself.

“...Bokuto? Did I do something? Is that why Y/N’s calling me that?”

You follow him a few minutes later and find him on the couch, hugging his knees as he barely pays attention to the TV. He tenses up when you sit beside him, eyes hesitantly glancing at you. He figures that now is when you’re gonna confront him- tell him what he’s done wrong for you to call him Bokuto and not Kou or baby, but instead-

You’re smiling.

“What’s gotten you in such pouty mood, Bokuto?” You ask him, as if you didn’t already know. But you’re waiting for him to break, which looks like it’s gonna be any second if you call him that once more time.

“Baby,” He looks at you as if to say ‘seriously?’ and then hugs his knees closer. “We’ve been dating for too long for you to keep calling me that.”

“What- Bokuto?” You act shocked and Bokuto flinches but sighs.

“Yes. That.”

“But- it’s your name, is it not?”

“Yeah but not the one you should be using,” He suddenly whines, crossing his arms over his chest with a pout. “I mean... what happened to Kou? I thought you said I was your baby owl.”

He looks away with all small blush on his cheeks and you decide you can’t take it anymore. Walking over to him, you gently sat down in his lap and pulled him in for hug, planting a loving kiss on his lips before confessing.

“Kou, baby, it was just prank,” You grin, reassuring him, and you feel his mood shift instantly. Bokuto lifts his head up and searches your face for any lies, but once he sees your grin he can’t help but breathe a sigh of relief.

“You mean it?” He asks seriously and you nod frantically.

“Of course baby. I’m sorry I upset you,” You apologize, and you swear that you can actually see his hair start to stand up again. While you’re hugging him and apologizing with an endless amount of kisses, Bokuto is chuckling and then he’s back to himself once again.

“I have to admit, you had me pretty good there,” He told you, impressed. You smiled.

“Really? You know usually my pranks don’t work but-”

Bokuto narrowed his eyes. “Ahem. You didn’t let me finish, sweetheart,” He smirked, adjusting you on his lap. “You got me pretty good, yes, but now that just means...I’m gonna get you back even better.”

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SAKUSA KIYOOMI

“Sakusa have you read that book I lent you? How did you like it?”

At first, your boyfriend isn’t really sure if you’re talking to him, even though you called his name. But after a few seconds, your words settle in and Sakusa looks over at you to see that you’re staring at him expectantly from the other end of the couch, not at all phased over what you just said.

“It was...good?” It comes out more of a question as he shifts a little uncomfortably, sitting up a little straighter while he continues to stare at you.

“Oh? Just good huh?” You raise an eyebrow and decide to bait him a little more, since his initial reaction didn’t really show anything. “Maybe I should show you some of my notes, Sakusa. You could dig a little deeper- there’s a lot to uncover in those books.”

“...Yeah.”

So it wasn’t an accident. Once again, Sakusa looks over at you but you’re showing no signs of being mad or irritated at him. So then- why did you call his last name- twice?

“Sakusa?” You notice he’s staring and do everything you can to hide your smirk, feigning curiosity as you tilt your head. “Something wrong? Why do you keep staring at me like that?”

It takes a few seconds for him to respond, a small scoff leaving his lips as he does so, but nevertheless Sakusa sits back on the couch and gives you a quiet, “It’s Omi,” while not being able to look you in the eyes.

“...I’m sorry? What was that?”

“I said it’s Omi,” He clears his throat and speaks a little louder, lifting his head just enough to see the little blush on his face. You nearly melt. “You just...you called me Sakusa three times in a row. That’s not my name. To you...it’s Omi. You always call me that.”

You feel like literally awing as your boyfriend shifts shyly, finally admitting that he does like being called that. Not being able to contain your excitement, you squeal and quickly crawl your way over to him, planting yourself in his lap and giving him a sweet kiss.

“Awe, you mean it Omi? I thought you said you didn’t like it when I called you that.”

“Yeah, well,” His cheeks go a shade darker and you can’t stop yourself from grinning at his adorableness. You can tell it took a lot for him to admit it so you decide not to tease him, instead peppering his face with kisses and giggling.

“Well, if it bothers you that much then I’ll stick to calling you Omi. I promise,” You beam at him and Sakusa reluctantly takes your outstretched pinky, intertwining it with his own before brining your hands up and kissing yours.

“Good. You better,” He chuckles. “And...”

“I know, I know. Not a single word to the boys about this.”

“Correct.”

“....”

- “Not even Hinata?”

“Y/N!”

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MIYA ATSUMU

“Miya-”

“Oh shit.”

The word isn’t even fully out of your lips before Atsumu is freezing up, pausing the movie to look at your surprised face frantically. He instantly turns his body towards you, an apologetic look on his face before you can even blink.

“Babe- whatever yer about to say, I can explain.”

“Miya, what the hell are you talking about?”

You sit up straight and face his panicking figure, genuinely confused by his behavior. “All I said was-”

“Miya. Ya never call me that unless I’m in trouble,” Atsumu says, and while he’s not wrong you’re beginning to wonder why exactly he was freaking out so much.

“Okay...but if I just said it as a prank...and you’re acting this way...” You narrow your eyes suspiciously. “Atsumu, is there anything you wanna tell me?”

He’s visibly nervous as he looks at you, sweat beginning to break on his face. He darts his eyes from you, to his phone, and then back to you, silently contemplating on whether or not he should tell the truth.

“Okay,” Atsumu decides to clear his conscious and finally come clean, hesitantly picking up his phone and unlocking it. “So...ya remember that um, stuff, ya had like three weeks ago? That went missing?”

You paused. “...You mean all of my Yakisoba that you swore you had nothing to do with?”

Atsumu gulped. “Look- babe- I’m not trying to make excuses, okay? But ya gotta understand that I’m a big guy and sometimes when I come home from practice I’m just so hungry that I- AH!”

“You asshat!”

Atsumu is cut off from his confession when you suddenly lunge at him, grabbing a pillow to smack his face as you straddle him and pin him down. “You told me that the damn neighbors dog ate it, Atsumu! Had me all worried at the vet, wondering if they were gonna sue us-”

“Okay, that is an exaggeration, they didn’t even find anythin’-”

“Well yeah! That’s cause you ate it asshole!” Atsumu yelps as you land a practically good blow and quickly grabs your waist to flip you over and reverse the roles.

Now, you’re the one under him, glaring at his sheepish face as he pins your wrists.

“Alright alright! ‘M sorry, okay?! But I was really hungry and yer were bein stingy with yer food-!”

“Stingy-?!” You gasped at his audacity. “Tsumu, I damn near gave you half before you devoured the rest!”

“Well I was a hungry, okay?! Yer can’t blame a man for eatin,” He said, and you huffed as you stared into his clearly non-regretful eyes.

“Oh, I sure can!” You narrow your eyes at him, “You’re gonna replace my Yakisoba as soon as you let me go! And, you’re gonna bake me some brownies, too!”

“I- what- brownies?!”

“Yes! With sprinkles on top!” You shout.

“Sprinkles?! That doesn’t even go together!” Atsumu cried.

“So? You ate my food, Atsumu! And if you want this relationship to survive, you’ll listen carefully and do exactly as I say.”

Later that night, you munched happily on your sprinkle-covered brownies while Atsumu stared bitterly at the finished Yakisoba in front of you. His ramen noodles sat unfinished and cold in front of him, a punishment and a reminder that you never, ever ever steal food from Y/N.

And he definitely learned his lesson.

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dreamescapeswriting · 3 years

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BTS Reaction || Octopus Toy [Request]

A/N: Aren’t the toys just the cutest!!! I’m going to get one eventually and just start creating an army of them in my bedroom >.<

SEOKJIN:

Jin knew what the stuffed toys were supposed to be, he'd bought you one specifically so that he would be able to tell when you were mad or upset about something but you hadn't used them until tonight. The two of you were bickering like an old married couple would but he took it too far, jokingly insulting you until you held direct eye contact with him and picked up the stuffed animal.

"Babe, it was a joke," He stuttered out when he watched you getting ready to turn the octopus inside out while you shook your head,

"It's already in motion," You whispered as you held it up, keeping your eyes locked with his,

"No. Babe," He begged but you continued.

"It's too late, you pissed me off." You mumbled turning the octopus to show the red side of her with the angry face as you pouted at him folding your arms over your chest as he began to kiss you all over your face. Apologising for what he said, tickling your sides until you began laughing begging him to stop promising to change the octopus back to normal if he just stopped.

YOONGI:

Yoongi knew he fucked up before he even walked in the door, tonight was your anniversary and he'd missed coming home for dinner because he fell asleep on the sofa in his studio from working so hard all day.

"Please be awake, please be awake," He begged as he walked through the front door, walking into the living room to find your red octopus toy sitting on the coffee table with its angry face with a note underneath it and he sighed.

Food in the oven. Heat it up before going to bed. Love you xx Although you were angry with him you were never going to make him go hungry but Yoongi wasn't bothered about eating, he picked up the stuffed toy and headed up to the bedroom. Sliding into the bed behind you and wrapping his arms around your waist, you snuggled back against him and smiled weakly seeing the stuffed toy sitting in front of you.

"I fell asleep at work again," He whispered in your ear, he knew it wasn't a real excuse but he knew you understood what that meant, that he had been working so hard he was losing track of time.

"Just make sure you get some sleep now, I want you well-rested." You whispered, rolling over to face him so you could lay your head on his chest.

HOSEOK:

You had never been good at showing your emotions and Hoseok knew that which was why he had invested in different Octopus toys, all different colours so that they would show different emotions, Red meaning angry, Blue meaning sad and so on. It was all so he could tell what you were feeling with one look at the stuffed toy,

"I don't understand what the big deal is, I thought you would love to go out," You stared at him as he had his back to you, you shook your head trying to explain to him why spending the day with his ex-girlfriend wasn't a day you wanted to do,

"We're good friends now, there's no reason for you not to like it." He laughed, rooting through the wardrobe for something to wear, he couldn't see how angry you were in the face so you picked up the blue and red octopi before throwing them in his direction, hitting him on the head before landing in front of him.

"Oh." He laughed looking at them,

"She makes me...I don't know," You sighed as he walked over to you, there was something about her that made you uneasy and you didn't want to spend the day with her.

"Then we won't go," He promised you, kissing the top of your head as he got up to make an excuse for not going.

NAMJOON:

All day long Namjoon had his head in the new book he'd recently gotten, normally it wouldn't bother you but this was the first time in months he'd gotten a day off and instead of spending it with you he was engrossed in a book hardly looking up from the pages.

"Babe!" He yelled out as he finally looked up for the first time in hours but he barely held eye contact with you as he began to give details in what was happening in his book so you picked up the nearby octopus toy, turning it to its green side to show you were annoyed and all you did was place it on your head for the next time he would look at you.

"It turns out that he's been the-" He stopped when he saw the unimpressed look on your face that almost matched the pouting Octopus toy,

"You've been ignoring me all day," You whined as he finally closed the book, pulling you over to him as he began to cuddle you, kissing you all of your face as he gave you all his attention.

JIMIN:

The collection of small reversible octopus toys were beginning to grow over time, whenever Jimin would see one that he knew you didn't have back home he would purchase it, having no idea what they did and that they were reversible.

"Do you even know what these are?" You finally asked as he poured out four of them onto the bed getting just as excited as you were whenever he bought them home with him.

"Stuffed toys, you love them." He smiled sitting on the edge of the bed and watching as you took one of them and began turning it inside out to show the other side of the toy was an angry-looking octopus with a red face.

"They're supposed to help express emotions." You laughed as he began turning all of the ones he had gotten you inside out and smiling happily as they all were different colours from one another,

"You could start your own army of octopi," He gasped as he looked from the stuffed toys to your face as you laughed at him.

TAEHYUNG:

Taehyung had no idea what the stuffed Octopi toys meant when he bought them for you, he just thought they were so cute and he had been seeing them everywhere and thought you might enjoy them. It wasn't until he was late home for the sixth time that week that he walked into the house he shared with you to find around 20 Octopi looking up at him from the floor, all with mad faces showing so that they were on their angry side.

"Babe?" He called out, walking through the house to try and find you but when he found you, you were pretending to pay attention to the TV that was playing a random movie instead of listening to him.

"I got caught in the studio," He tried to explain but all you did was reach forward for another Octopus toy, turning it inside out and sitting onto the table in front of you to show you were still upset about it. You weren't mad at him for being late you were mad that he never told you when he was going to be late home and it had been the sixth time that week, all you wanted to do was spend time with the person you loved.

"I will make it up to you and the octopi that all seem super mad at me," He promised, sliding into the seat beside you as he pulled you into a tight embrace, kissing the side of your head as you slowly lent forward and changed the octopus back to the happy side it was normally at.

JUNGKOOK:

Jungkook had been seeing them all over the internet so of course, he had to get some of them for you and him to have, he had different ones lined up on the end of the bed when you came home.

"What's this?" You laughed looking at him as he smiled at you,

"Have you seen those videos? They change when you turn them inside out to show what we're feeling," You laughed as he showed you what he meant, turning a grey coloured octopus into a red sad-faced one,

"I could always tell you how I'm feeling," You poked fun at him as you reached for the pink toy, smiling when you felt how soft and squishy it was.

"But this is so much more fun," He pouted at you, turning another one around so it was pouting at you, you rolled your eyes at him,

"Babe-" You stopped talking when an octopus was placed in front of your face,

"Look at his face and tell me you don't love him," He whined at you, wiggling it around until you finally agreed that they were cute even if they were useless in your relationship.

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Bored of Love

Summary: Virgil knows Roman is going to leave if he doesn't change. But he still has time. He can fix this.

TWs: social anxiety, fear of a breakup, misunderstandings

Notes: Enjoy this little oneshot while I work on some of my bigger projects. Romantic Prinxiety, established relationship

Virgil didn’t know how much longer he could keep doing this.

Which was stupid, he’d put himself in this position. It’d be selfish of him to back out of it now. He might ruin everything irreparably if he even tried.

Virgil could suck it up and deal with this, even if it felt like he was going to die the next time he stepped into a public place the Imagination created for him.

But that didn’t matter. Because this was for Roman- and Roman was beaming. He’d been thrilled all week, eyes lighting up in a way that made Virgil dizzy whenever he suggested another date idea or activity to the Prince, carefully hiding the exhausted waver in his voice that hadn’t gone away after three straight days of taking Roman out.

He’d thought he might have been going a little overboard, offering to go out and do things day after day. He’d been a little worried Roman would catch on to what he was doing. Maybe he’d laugh at how disgustingly desperate Virgil was.

But he didn’t. The Prince just looked more excited each time, jumping up and sweeping Virgil off his feet and into an embrace when a new idea was presented.

And that made it worth it. Roman was happy- happy with Virgil- and that was the best feeling in the world. If it meant Roman would keep loving him, that Roman would stay, a little exhaustion and extra anxiety was something he could live with.

Virgil was just...glad he’d forced himself to do this before it was too late.

He hadn’t noticed it until last week, how...annoying it must be for Roman whenever Virgil wanted to stay in and do nothing. Again.

Virgil had thought it would be ok, that Roman understood that sometimes going out and doing things, being active and social, was just a little too much. He’d warned Roman about it before they’d gotten together, that his anxiety could be an obstacle, that he’d do his best but he’d always prefer to be alone with his boyfriend, held safely against his chest.

And Roman hadn’t cared. Not even for a second. He’d waved it off with grand declarations of love that he’d quickly pushed aside in favor of more serious, quiet promises, holding Virgil close to make sure he understood.

All he wanted was Virgil to be comfortable and happy. All he wanted was for them to be together. If Virgil would let Roman love him, he would be happy no matter what they did.

And that’s what they’d done. And everything had been...perfect. It had been better than he’d ever thought it could be, everything he’d never let himself dare to hope for. Being with Roman made the world feel ok, and the bad days more than worth it.

Virgil loved him. And he was so so scared to mess this up.

Which was why last week, when Roman had actually been annoyed by his introversion for the first time, Virgil had panicked immediately and scrambled to fix everything.

Roman had suggested going out on a date night, something a bit more extravagant than their usual quiet dinner in Roman’s room or in the empty kitchen. And as nice as it sounded, Virgil knew there was absolutely no way he would have been able to handle it that night.

His anxiety had been acting up, leaving him jumpy and tired, and even just the thought of venturing out into the Imagination left him wanting to curl up in his bed and never leave.

And he’d said as much, sheepishly admitting he’d really rather just stay inside for the night. And instead of the usual gentle understanding he got in return, Roman had scoffed and rolled his eyes.

“Of course you don't,” he’d muttered. “Come on, Virgil, you never want to do anything fun. Staying inside all day is boring. I’m just trying to do something nice for you like a boyfriend is supposed to do since apparently you can’t return the favor.”

And then he’d stormed off, probably to complain to Patton and Logan, and Virgil he’d been left on the couch feeling like someone had dumped a bucket of ice water over his head.

Roman had said when they’d started dating that it was ok, that he didn’t care. He wanted Virgil, not the dates and outings and activities. He wouldn’t care if Virgil was too anxious to go out. He’d be perfectly content curling up in bed and watching a movie they’d both seen a hundred times before.

Was that...not true? Had he changed his mind? Was Virgil getting boring? Was he annoying Roman?

Was Roman going to leave if Virgil didn’t hurry up and get it together?

Maybe it was already too late. Maybe Roman had already gotten bored and fallen out of love with him. Maybe there was nothing Virgil could do to convince him to stay with someone like Anxiety.

Beneath the panic, Virgil had recognized he was spiraling. Roman wouldn’t leave him, not out of nowhere. Not over this. Virgil still had time to fix things. He could be better.

Roman had apologized less than an hour later, complete with a bundle of purple flowers and a nervous smile. Virgil hadn’t been mad, of course, and he assumed the apology had only felt necessary because it was impossible for Virgil to hide the fact he’d been crying.

But they were fine now. That had been days ago, and Roman clearly wasn’t giving it a second thought.

But Virgil hadn’t stopped thinking about it, and the next day he’d come to Roman with a date idea, something similar to what Roman had suggested. Virgil had been tired and a little unfocused, but it had been worth it to see Roman positively beam at him.

And then Virgil hadn’t...stopped. He’d kept making plans around their pre-existing schedule for filming and time with the others, more and more piling up until Virgil couldn’t remember the last time he’d had a moment to himself.

It had almost been almost a week now, a week of taking Roman out every day and pushing down panic and exhaustion because Virgil was fine. This is what he wanted because it was what Roman wanted.

Every time a date ended the thoughts would come rushing back, panicked and insistent that Roman was still going to leave him no matter what he did. What if it hadn’t been enough? What if Roman had wanted more? What if Virgil had been too quiet- too boring?

They wouldn’t be silent until Virgil made another plan, took them out again, until Roman smiled with undeniable excitement and led them back into the bustling Imagination.

They had another dinner date tonight, in just a couple hours. Virgil found himself hunched over the breakfast bar in the kitchen, staring blankly at his half empty mug of coffee, and trying very hard not to think about how Logan was staring at him.

“Virgil,” Logan said carefully, and Virgil heard him approach from the kitchen doorway. “Are you...alright?”

“I’m fine,” Virgil said quickly, too quickly, because he wasn’t fine, it felt like he was going to break down if he had to do one more thing today. They’d already worked on filming, and Thomas had gone out with a friend that morning, and Virgil just wanted to sleep. “Why?”

He heard Logan move even closer, tensing when the logical side put a hand on his shoulder. “Because you’ve been incredibly active this last week, and that isn’t like you.”

Virgil grimaced and shook off his hand, probably more aggressively than was necessary. “I’m fine. Maybe I like being active.”

“You don’t,” Logan said, and it wasn’t a question. “And there is nothing wrong with that, Virgil. Some people are more introverted than others, and socializing drains them more quickly. Not to mention your anxiety makes you—”

“Yeah, I know,” Virgil snapped, pushing himself off the stool to dump his coffee in the sink. “I’m shit at doing things and I’m trying to fix that.”

“There is nothing to fix, Virgil. Pushing yourself like this will only hurt you. I don’t understand why you’re doing this to yourself.”

Virgil sighed, squeezing his eyes shut and grabbing at the edge of the counter to keep himself from having a breakdown on the kitchen floor. Logan didn’t deserve to deal with that.

“I’m taking my boyfriend out to dinner,” he said, hating how his voice shook. “And I took him out a few times this week because he deserves it. That’s all. I’m fine, Logan.”

Logan was silent a moment, Virgil still refusing to turn around. “If you told Roman this was hurting you, I’m sure he would—”

“Don’t tell Roman.” Virgil finally spun around, eyes wide and panicked, meeting Logan’s raised eyebrow.“Please, don’t tell Roman, Lo you can't.”

Logan shook his head, watching Virgil with a mix of something between sympathy and concern. “It is not my place to talk to Roman about this. But I do not recommend letting this continue.”

“I’m doing this to make him happy,” Virgil said, and it sounded small and pathetic to his own ears. “I’m...I have to, Lo. He deserves so much better.”

Logan sighed, short and quiet, and for a second Virgil thought he was going to be told off. Virgil was being ridiculous, and no amount of faking excitement and energy could get Roman to stay with someone like him.

But Logan just reached over to squeeze his hand, smiling gently. “Roman is happier than he has been in years since entering a relationship with you. Please try to remember that.”

And then he was gone, leaving Virgil to try and catch his breath in the middle of an empty kitchen until he found the strength to hurry upstairs to get ready for dinner.

Dinner was great, obviously. It was great because Roman was there, smiling, eyes twinkling as he talked about...something. For the life of him, Virgil couldn’t focus on the conversation anymore.

He was exhausted and the background chatter of the other people in the restaurant (because of course when Roman created something he had to make it as realistic as possible- what was the fun in a date at a fancy restaurant if it was completely empty and quiet?) was grating against his skull. It was too much and as wonderful as it was to see Roman so happy, Virgil just wanted it to be over.

He wanted to go home. He wanted to go back to Roman’s room and climb into bed and sleep against the Prince’s chest and forget about the world.

But he couldn’t, because this wasn’t enough. It still wasn’t enough, he had to do more because the second Virgil showed just how much he hated this Roman would stop smiling, and he’d realize just how awful Virgil was to be with. Roman was a Prince, he deserved so much better than Anxiety, and if Virgil didn’t change—

“Virgil?” Roman had stopped talking, and Virgil quickly snapped to attention when he realized Prince was staring at him, brow furrowed. “Are you alright?”

It took Virgil a moment to notice he’d started shaking, uncontrollable trembling that was impossible to hide when he took a sip of his water.

But he was fine. He was fine and he needed to get over himself before Roman picked up on anything.

“I’m good, Princey,” he said, cursing how weak his voice sounded. “Do you want to go out to breakfast tomorrow? I had some ideas.”

Roman stared for a second, and Virgil’s heart sank when his smile started to drop. “You’re shaking like a leaf, Virgil. Do you feel sick?”

“No.” Virgil squeezed his hands into fists, nails digging painfully into his palms. “I’m fine, I’m...I’m just cold. It’s cold in here. Do you want to do breakfast tomorrow?”

It was clearly a lie, Roman always kept the temperature perfect in his realm, and Virgil felt more like he was overheating than anything.

“Virge...” he reached forward, freezing when Virgil flinched back before he could stop himself. “Honey, you...do not look fine.”

“I am,” Virgil argued, even as tears began to gather in his eyes. “I’m fine, I swear. We’re having a fun time, I’m ok. You’re...you’re having fun, right? You like these dates?”

Roman didn’t respond for a moment, cautiously looking Virgil over before speaking carefully. “I...I do, but—”

“That’s good!” It came out a bit too desperate, and Virgil internally cringed. “That’s...that’s good. They’re for you.”

“But I’m an extrovert,” Roman said. “We know I enjoy being out and about like this. You’re...Virgil, it’s ok if you don’t want to.”

“No, I do. I do want to, I promise. We’re..we’re having fun. You’ve been having fun.”

“I have,” Roman said slowly. “But if it’s at the cost of your mental health we can have fun doing other things. You don’t have to push yourself.”

“Yes I do,” Virgil said before he could stop himself, wincing when his voice broke. “And I’m fine. Do you want to go out to breakfast tomorrow?”

Roman was silent for a long moment, too long, watching Virgil like he was worried the anxious side might break. Virgil thought he might, too.

“Actually,” the Prince started, voice soft. “I was thinking we could stay in tomorrow.”

Virgil hated how quickly his head shot up, hope clawing at his chest when he saw the sincerity in Roman’s eyes. “You were?”

“I was,” Roman said. “I may not be as good as Patton, but I could figure out how to cook us something edible. We could eat it in bed and watch movies, if you’d like.”

It was like a weight had just been lifted off of Virgil’s shoulders, letting him breathe for the first time all week as he wiped away tears still pooling in his eyes. “That...would be really nice. If- if that’s what you want to do. If you’re sure.”

Roman nodded, back to smiling gently, and Virgil couldn’t even try to hold back the pathetic sobs that broke free, leaving him hunched over and trembling in the middle of the restaurant.

He heard Roman’s chair scoot back and for a terrifying second he thought the Prince was leaving, finally giving up on the pathetic mess sitting across from him.

But then there was another chair being pulled up beside him, and Roman had gathered Virgil into his arms and against his chest, letting Virgil cry into his shirt as he held him close.

“I’m sorry,” Roman said, and Virgil didn’t understand why he was the one apologizing. “Gosh, I’m sorry Virgil. I’ve...I’ve been so selfish, haven’t I?”

“What?” Virgil pulled back, still clutching at Roman’s shirt. “You’re not being selfish, Ro. I’m...I’ve been trying to make you happy.”

“I was perfectly happy how we were,” Roman said softly. “I thought you were being more social and I didn't want to discourage you, but I completely missed the signs that you weren’t enjoying it.”

“I was enjoying it,” Virgil said, and it was only half a lie. “You were so happy. You were happy. It was worth it.”

“You’re breaking down,” Roman said, and Virgil flinched. “Nothing is worth this.”

“But—”

“I’m gonna talk to Logan about a day off,” Roman continued before Virgil could argue. “You’re going to sleep in, and I’m going to make you breakfast, and we’ll spend the day unwinding. Alright?”

It sounded amazing, like everything Virgil had been desperately wanting all week long, but...but it was the opposite of what he’d been trying to do. He’d ruined the night, and Roman...Roman didn’t look upset, but...

“Are...are you mad? It’s ok if you are, but I—”

“No baby,” Roman said, soft and gentle in a way that only shattered Virgil’s resolve further. “I’m not mad at all.”

Virgil wasn’t sure he entirely believed that, not when he’d so royally fucked everything up. “I’m...sorry. I’m so sorry, I was just trying to be better.”

He felt Roman freeze, tightening his hold for just a second before loosening again to look Virgil in the eyes. “Better?”

“Yeah,” Virgil agreed, not sure why it was a question. “I’m...look, Princey I know I’m a shitty boyfriend and I- I don’t know how long you’re going to put up with it so I’m...trying to change. I can do better. I promise I can do better next time.”

Roman was silent for a long moment, and Virgil expected him to sigh, begrudgingly admit that Virgil was right, he’d just been hoping his frustration wasn’t so obvious, and agree to try another date tomorrow when Virgil got over himself.

Instead Roman tightened his hold, eyes wide and...horrified? “What on earth are you talking about?”

Virgil frowned back at him, panic and uncertainty coiling in his gut because he hadn’t actually thought any of this needed to be explained.

“I know I hold you back,” Virgil said, continuing before Roman could protest. “You love going out and doing things and I know it’s...frustrating that I don’t. You don’t go on quests as much anymore and you're less active because I like to stay in, and I don’t take you out like I should, and I—”

“I don’t go out as much because I’m happy spending time with you,” Roman cut in. “I’d go out if I wanted to, darling. I like staying in with you. Yes, these dates have been wonderful, and I appreciate them. But I’d prefer to do something where both of us are comfortable.”

“But—” Virgil’s breath caught on another sob, and he tightened his hold on the Prince. “But you said I never...I- I thought you were getting bored with me.”

Roman looked confused, but it only lasted a second before realization took over. “Is this...is this because of the fight we had?”

Virgil shrugged, eyes on his lap. “It...wasn’t a fight. You were honest with me and I tried to fix what I was doing wrong.”

“Oh, baby.” Roman’s hands were suddenly cupping his face, tilting his chin up to meet Virgil’s gaze. “That wasn’t me being honest, Virgil. That was me being an asshole because I had a long day and I took it out on you. It wasn’t fair. I didn’t mean any of it.”

Virgil couldn’t see with the way the tears were blurring his vision, but the anxiety that had been relentlessly wrapped around his heart since Roman had lashed out was beginning to unravel.

“Oh,” he said, a little breathless. “I thought...I just wanted this to be perfect for you. I wanted to be good.”

“Neither one of us will ever be perfect.” Roman smiled, wiping away Virgil’s tears with his thumb. “But I love you. I love you so much, Virgil. You’re perfect to me.”

Virgil struggled to breathe around hiccuping sobs still coming from his chest, completely lost because this wasn’t...this was all wrong. “But you...you deserve the best.”

“And I have that. You being comfortable and safe is all I could ever want, Virgil. You’re my world.”

And well...great. Now Virgil was crying in earnest all over again, collapsing into Roman’s chest and letting it all out, melting into his embrace as he once again held him tight.

Roman shushed him gently, rocking them both where they sat, running gentle fingers through Virgil’s hair. “You deserve the best too, Virgil. Please don’t ever put yourself below me.”

“I do have the best,” Virgil said, muffled from where he’d buried his face in Roman’s chest. “If...if you stay.” He quickly pulled back, panic clawing at his throat. “Not- not that you have to stay. You don’t. I’m not...you’re not trapped or anything, I just—”

“I know, Virgil,” Roman said gently, and he relaxed again. “I’m not going anywhere.”

“Ok,” Virgil sighed, breaths still shaky, head rested on Roman’s shoulder. “Sorry for ruining dinner.”

“You didn’t,” Roman assured, rubbing gentle circles along the anxious side’s back. “Would you like to go home?”

Virgil probably nodded a bit too fast, but Roman didn’t seem annoyed in the slightest. He just scooped Virgil up bridal style and carried him through the now silent restaurant. Virgil belatedly realized Roman had gotten rid of the rest of the customers.

“I love you,” Virgil whispered, wrapping his arms tight around Roman’s shoulder when the Prince kissed the top of his head. “I’m really sorry.”

“You have nothing to be sorry for,” Roman said, stern but gentle in a way that didn’t send Virgil’s anxiety skyrocketing. “I’m going to take care of you.”

Virgil nodded, too tired to form another response, closing his eyes and letting Roman take them back to his room. For the first time all week, Virgil found himself looking forward to what tomorrow held.

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Some Main Musical Themes of the Lord of the Rings & an Explanation of Leitmotifs

Welcome to part 1 of who knows how many analyzing the Lord of the Rings soundtracks (I’ll get to The Hobbit eventually)! This isn’t exactly an analysis, more like me talking about cool things in each piece. Before I get started, I want to make it very clear that this is in no way complete or comprehensive, there are so many themes central to the movies, and I am in no way an expert. I’ll continue posting more analyses, this is just what I could fit in the first one!

So, I feel like to understand a decent amount of what I’m going to talk about here, you have to understand what a leitmotif is. It is defined as “a recurrent theme throughout a musical or literary composition, associated with a particular person, idea, or situation.” So basically any recurring few notes or bit of music in cinema is a leitmotif. (The Flight of the Valkyries by Richard Wagner is a famous example).

Howard Shore did a ridiculously complicated and incredible job creating leitmotifs for The Lord of the Rings, and I’m pretty sure there’s around 100 different ones (not counting the Hobbit films). The really cool thing that he did was not only create themes for characters, but also for places, cultures, and ideas! Here I’ll be talking about some of the main themes of the music in the movies.

The Main Themes of The Lord of the Rings, of which there are many so please don’t be mad if I forget some. There will be more parts to this soundtrack-analyzing series!

The History of the Ring. You probably know this as one of the three main-ish themes for the movies. It’s one of my favorites especially because of the way it’s weaved into other pieces. For example, if you listen to Gollum’s ‘music’ you can hear a distortion of the ring theme, symbolizing the effect the One Ring had on Gollum.

The Fellowship Theme. If you don’t know this one already then you’re quite possibly dead to me. This one is sooo cool because it starts off with that ‘bum, bum, ba da dum” which is known as the “there and back again” motif because it starts at one note, goes down, and then returns to the original. After that, you hear those nine epic notes. “Nine notes?” you ask me. “That seems familiar.” That’s because it is! Shore intentionally used nine notes to symbolize the nine members of the Fellowship! Another fun (or slightly depressing fact) is that after Boromir’s death we do not hear the full theme again until the Battle at the Black Gate, showing how the Fellowship broke.

The Shire Theme. The Shire theme has many different settings and themes, but is one of the most recognizable pieces of music in the series. It’s heard at the beginning of the piece Concerning Hobbits, in that lovely flutey sound, the hymn setting. This is restated in many different ways throughout the movies and is also used often to represent nostalgia. You also hear a little restatement of the ‘There and Back Again’ motif! Also, this is sometimes known as Frodo’s theme as well.

Lothlorien. This appears in the prologue for the first time when Galadriel is telling the story of the One Ring. It is ethereal and lovely and peaceful. Another very cool thing that Shore does through the movies is introduced here- whenever we hear a chorus/human voices in the music, they are singing in one of Tolkien’s languages. Here, obviously, they’d be singing in Elvish. When the Fellowship enters Khazad-Dûm, we hear men singing in dwarvish. This is also a very cool thing because it was a conscious decision between Shore and the filmmakers, especially Peter Jackson, as what is being sung is often lines/descriptions from the books that didn’t make it into the dialogue of the movie. It also includes lots of the songs that Tolkien had written in the books. This strategy gave the filmmakers an opportunity to really include everything of Tolkien’s they could, really making them his movies, and is one of the key reasons why the Lord of the Rings films are so good.

Isengard Theme. So epic. So evil. So awesome. The beginning is rather like the “there and back again” theme once more, which not only is super cool because duh, but also helps signify both Gandalf and Saruman’s leadership for each group.

The Realm of Gondor is a theme that is most often used to represent Aragorn and his heritage. It also ties a lot of Faramir’s memories to Boromir. We barely hear it in the first two movies, but it becomes the principal theme of Return of the King and plays in some of the most epic scenes, like when we see Gandalf riding up to Minas Tirith.

Moria. So again, the singing heard in this piece is in Khuzdul with some lines lifted verbatim from the books, which I think is super cool and really adds something to the atmosphere! The singing is only faint, hinting at the danger, until the Balrog is there and then it is aggressive. It is overall very dark, foreboding music, which I love!

Again- I am not an expert on music or composition or any of this- just a teenager who wants to share some knowledge!

That’s all for now, because I promised this like a month ago and here we are a month later and I really just need to post it. But there will be a part 2 that will go into a whole lot more detail at some point in time, never fear!

and i’d love to hear all your thoughts on this!

i’m tagging everyone who said they were interested! @gossip-girl-of-middle-earth @wishingtobeinadifferentuniverse @beenovel @themerriweathermage @the-reformed-ringwraith @anironnn @eru-vande @kumqu4t @cfjqueen @godblessthecactusess @starryeyedrogue @morrigan-of-beleriand @gremlinfaemess @fridaywormteeth @redfurrycat

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zukuist · 3 years

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stood you up [hcs]

“it sounds exactly as it looks like. they stood you up on a date, and they realize the damage.”

includes: todoroki shouto, midoriya izuku, togata mirio (part one)

your name is shortened to y/n, they/them pronouns used (quirk up to the imagination)

notes: ANGST 😳 IN MY BLOG?? never thought i’d see it but.. here we are. i plan on doing part 2 with other characters.

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todoroki shouto

he wakes up on a saturday, as per usual.

and he’s kinda— no scratch that, he’s very irritated

because the other night— endeavor was bothering him about ‘not training properly’ and he was accusing him of slacking off.

which.. he’s not

his father also gave him a scolding (which lasted for hours.),

but nothing too bad. it was enough to make him irritated. so uh oh. todoroki’s really something else when he’s irritated.

and endeavor also blew up his phone with badly written text messages, telling him to train today.

so likely, he also woke up quite irritated.

he just wanted to drown himself in training and school work to forget about it.

completely forgetting the date HE said he’d take you on that afternoon, the date he planned a week before.

because he FINALLY got the courage to ask his crush aka you out. with the help of midoriya

like.. you pass him in the hallway— and before you were able to speak, he just kinda..

glared at you and walked away, not exchanging any words with you. he really needs to cool down

which was.. huh. 🤨 okay then. but you excused it because todoroki had a resting bitch face at some moments

it’s 5pm now, and he’s chilling in the common room— and he finally calmed down, and he’s back to his usual demeanor

midoriya walks in the common room, and he’s like “hey todoroki! how was the date with y/n?”

because midoriya helped orchestrate the date, he wanted to know

todoroki’s just like “fuck.” he forgot, and he also may have glared at you by accident.

realization is shown on his face, and midoriya is left apalled— begging him to “go find y/n quick!”

todoroki literally goes 🏃‍♂️💨 to the meeting place, which was the park in this case

and he can’t find you— so he scans the entire vicinity, and he can see you walking back to the dorm in a distance

immediately, he runs after you— calling for you to just wait and hear him out but you don’t turn back,

because you just want to lay in bed and sleep for 5 days

and besides.. he’s the last person you wanted to see right now

he grabs you, which makes him stop in place— “y/n, please just—”

“oh what now, listen? you were the one that asked me out, todoroki. and you just..” bitterness is in your tone, and he can’t even be mad.

your voice falters, and you were mad at first. but you’re just exhausted at this point

you guys haven’t spoke all day

“i’m sorry, i’m so sorry,” he apologizes, looking at your appearance.

you look beautiful, and he just wasted it by forgetting the occasion. he doesn’t want to imagine what you’ve felt in the last several hours

“my father scolded me last night,” he grips on your hands, brushing his thumb on the back of your hand,

“and it was for a long time. and i was just so frustrated by it, i even looked at you weirdly and forgot about the entire date i planned out for weeks. and i’m sorry. i understand if you don’t want to—”

“just stop, okay?” he looks up, and you don’t seem that mad anymore. “i understand. i just wished you told me about it, y’know?”

it doesn’t seem enough, so he pulls you into a hug, “i’m sorry. may i.. take you out again tomorrow? i promise i’ll make it right.”

you give him a chance, after all— you know he truly cares about you.

midoriya izuku

in this case, y’all are already together

but he wanted to take you out on a date— because you guys have been so busy, that you just had no time for any proper dates

so.. he wanted to take you out during the break, finally relieved by the hectic activities for a day.

out of everyone here, he’s the least likely to forget things like dates, anniversaries, etc.

but izuku being that person that’s always like “i have to keep training and training to master this quirk!”

he might have gotten.. overboard with the training. making him completely forget about the entire occassion.

during days like this, he’ll try to split his time by training for 2 hours and studying for the same amount

but homeboy got distracted 💀

too distracted to the point he didn’t even look at the clock once

and now it’s nearly 5pm (y’all were supposed to have lunch at 12)

when he heads out to go get a glass of water in the kitchen, he runs into bakugou on the way

bakugou looked displeased. and he hasn’t seen him look this displeased since middle school

“aren’t you forgetting something?” he says that in his usual tone, and izuku can only stare at him questioning

“your shitty thing with y/n. they walked in here looking like someone shat in their cereal.”

oh no

how could he.. forget?

izuku immediately storms off to your floor, knocking on your door

“y/n? y/n, can we please talk?” his heart is racing with worry, and he’s not even sure if you’re gonna answer the door

you begrudgingly open the door, but you’re not facing him— you’re still dressed in the clothes you wore going out

and it looks like you’ve been crying

“dear,” izuku wants to console you, but you don’t want to recieve his hugs right now— especially after he stood you up

“this is our only day off, izuku.” you try to make your voice sound normal, but it’s not really working

“i know, i’m sorry. i’m so sorry y/n. i forgot about the entire thing while i was training, and i know i made you feel bad. i’m just so sorry.” he apologizes to you over and over again

you don’t look at him, so he cups your face with his calloused hands—

his touch soft on you as he wipes your tears “please talk to me.”

you huff, “i know how much you want to train your quirk, and be the best at all times. i’m not mad that you want to do that, but i just wished you spent time with me, even if it’s just for a minute.”

izuku listens, and you’re right. you guys haven’t been the best with quality time,

and it wasn’t fair of him to just go out and suddenly forget the date he arranged.

“i’m sorry.”

“stop apologizing,” you sigh, “just bring some snacks so we can watch that movie you’ve been raving about.”

his expression lights up, and he dashes downstairs to retrieve the items

oh and.. how bakugou knows about y’all’s date? he totally suggested it

togata mirio

mirio has always been the best boyfriend for you

never forgetting anything, infact- he’s usually the one that’s always early to the dates

because he’s so excited to hang out with you!

but because of his quite friendly nature, he’s practically a chick magnet

girls swarming him whenever they could, doesn’t even matter that they don’t have to date him— they just want to talk to him

and while he’s nice to these girls, he’s not disloyal to you at all— and that’s why you don’t mind it,

because you trust him

okay but.. you don’t mind it when girls swarm your boyfriend, until it gets in the way

like.. one time he was supposed to be at a date with you— but he got surprised by a bunch of girls

and not wanting to be rude to them, he entertained them

and he considered cutting the conversation short but.. they just kept going and going

until he’s an hour late. y’all were supposed to get lunch together.

eventually, the girls go away— which so happened to be around the time tamaki and nejire started looking for him.

“mirio!” nejire called out for him, tamaki right next to her “how was the— wait, did you have lunch with y/n?”

mirio blinks, and that’s when he realizes that he messed up.

tamaki sighs, and he can only pat his shoulder— “mirio, i k-know you’re a nice guy, but don’t let yourself get distracted.”

nejire can only agree, “afterall, y/n’s the one you’re dating, not those other people.”

they urge him to go find you, and when he does find you— you’re sitting on a bench, not looking amused at all.

“hi mirio,” you deadpan, “how were those girls you were talking to?”

mirio knows he messed up, he really does! “i’m so sorry, y/n!” he tries to explain himself “they got me.. carried away.”

“mirio, i know that you’re nice. i let them talk to you because i trust you. but when you go out and do things like this.. it’s strange! really.”

you want to not be angry, since this was bound to happen— possibly the day where mirio just forgets about you entirely

“i’m really sorry.” he sighs, disappointed with himself, “i really love you, and i’ll only ever date you! but i should’ve dismissed them much earlier.”

your gaze softens, and you cup his cheek with your hand “it’s okay, mirio. i’ll let it be just this once, but please promise me that it won’t happen again.”

mirio nods “yes, yes! i promise. it’ll never happen again.” he smiles, reassuring you

“now let’s get something to eat. i haven’t eaten yet.”

“right, right.” mirio laughs, the tense atmosphere dissipating

mirio tries to be more direct with dismissing them from now on, especially when he has to be somewhere with you.

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©️izukulie 2021, bnha|mha belongs to horikoshi kohei. do not steal❕

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alreadyblondenow · 3 years

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What happened on Valentines day?

▸ Mark x female!reader ▸ 1,685k words ▸ Smut, Fluff ▸ Met on a dating app, one night stand, unprotected sex, mentions of rough sex, mentions of bruises, biting, Mark bites you ▸ Requested. I’m not taking requests but here it is. Also uploaded this using my phone so theres no read more for now and next button hehe

For Valentine's day, you scored a hookup on this dating app that you used for the first time. To earn your trust, he invited you to his apartment instead of going to cheap hotels and to save yourselves from the hassle.

 Good boy, innocent, and shy. These are your impressions to Mark that changed immediately the moment after he openned your legs.

 The innocent-looking guy turned out to be incredibly good in bed and he definitely knew how to fuck. He was rough, gentle, fun, and sweet all in one night, asking you if you want another round whenever you’re calm and ready to go again.

 In other words, your Valentine’s day turned out fine because of Mark.

 Days after Valentine’s day, he texted you for the first time again and asked if you’re free to come over. Of course, you said yes. Why would you turn down a good fuck right?

 And that's how you and Mark turned out to be loyal fuck buddies. The sex was so good that you remained fuck buddies for almost a year now. It wasn’t decided or anything, no negotiations, no requests. It just simply happened.

 Mark is a decent person even though it’s all about sex between you two. You’re not friends, not even close to being friends because friends know important things about each other while Mark only knows your name, cellphone number, and your good spot whenever you have sex or he eats you out.

 You on the other hand only knew him through the things that he shows to you. What you see is what you get.

 He doesn’t like kissing on the lips but he sure does know how to kiss your body. And with that, you think that Mark is scared to love or he’s easy to fall for someone and he’s just protecting himself.

 “Sorry if I bit your shoulders. I was trying so hard not to kiss you-“ he says with ragged breaths after a good round.

 He may be rough on you in bed sometimes that you go home with a lot of red marks, or your body became very sore for days and you couldn’t walk properly, but he’s nice enough to take care of you, ask if something is hurting, then get you a glass of water afterward. There’s no doubt that Mark is a gentleman.

 He is low maintenance and doesn’t have any funny business up in his sleeve. He’s not clingy and not into cuddling, he doesn’t invite you to go out with him and watch movies or have coffee. Again, it’s all about sex and sex only.

 Mark may be cold and boring like that, but sometimes he can be sweet without even trying. Like that one time when he bit you too much during sex, and he was fucking you so hard that you thought you were going to break, he asked you to stay over so he could take care of you.

 “Everything okay? Was the water warm or too cold? Are you all covered now? I’ll come in with your clothes” He was talking about the bath that he prepared for you, and for someone who has seen you naked a hundred times already he still cares if you’re now covered or not.

 “Y-yeah come in”

 “Here, these should fit you perfectly” he placed the clothes near the sink and went behind you. “Let me see?” He said, asking to take a look at the bruises he caused, whispering sweet and soft apologies that felt like kisses on your skin but they were words.

 On the next day, you caught yourself using Mark’s arm as your pillow and caught his hands around your waist, keeping your back close against his chest. Cuddling while sleeping, that’s the perfect term.

 And when you feel him wake up against you, you pretend to be asleep and feel him remove his arms and replace them with a pillow. And before he gets up from bed, he put a blanket on you just to be sure you’re not cold.

 The very reason why you continue to fuck Mark and not look for a boyfriend instead is maybe everything he does for you is exactly what you want and need from a guy. And that maybe you’ll stop seeing him if you develop feelings for him already.

 Now your problem is... you don’t know if you already have feelings for him or you’re denying it.

 On your second Valentine’s together, he texted you an address of a fancy hotel together with a room number.

 “What’s this all about? Mark Lee, making me feel special on Valentine’s hmm?” You teased him and gave him your stuff.

 “I won it from our office raffle, thought we should use it today” he explains and gave you the tour before you eat dinner together.

 After having a hot shower and drying your hair before you join Mark to bed, you caught him doing some work-related stuff without a shirt and just wearing his pajama. You always see him naked but this is the first time that you actually admired his body.

 When he saw you standing beside the bed, he put away his laptop and invited you to sit on his lap.

 He was quiet for a moment, just staring blankly in front of you while caressing your legs slowly. You wanted to ask what’s wrong, but your relationship with him is not exactly the caring type so you waited for him instead.

 “How’s your day?” He asked. That’s new you thought.

 “Fine” you answered shortly and started to undo your robe and get naked, “What time do we finish tonight?” you added and started kissing his chest.

 “Stay for the night, I don’t want to stay in this place alone,” he says and started kissing your boobs. Emphasis on the kissing because normally he sucks your nipples until it's swollen and hard.

 He came closer to you, kissing the valley between your boobs and pushing you more towards him, then you noticed his kisses were slowly going up and you thought he will stop on your neck but he didn’t. He went for your lips and kiss you softly.

 Finally admitting his feelings for you.

 “Tell me what’s wrong? I feel like I’m with a totally different Mark tonight, why?” you asked, not hiding your frustrations. He’s still not answering your question. “It’s like we’re breaking all our rules tonight and you’re not telling me why. I’m not mad, please just tell me what’s on your mind, or I will go home”

 “N-no” he suddenly grips your waist but not too tight, just enough to tell you he doesn’t want you to go. “We never had rules, just the kissing. I just didn’t want to hurt you tonight and...” he clears his throat before continuing, “I’m starting to have feelings for you. I was planning to confess after we have sex to make the moment sweeter but you just have to ruin it” he chuckled and came closer to your face and boldly kissed your lips again.

A peck that’s so sweet and meaningful for you.

 “Now will you let me fuck you now? And kiss you the whole night?” he said and effortlessly switched your bodies, putting him on top of you and swiftly removing his pajama and boxers briefs. Pumping his cock immediately and pushing two fingers in your cunt to make you wet.

 He kisses you while pushing in, something very new for both of you, and kept kissing for a few more minutes while he’s still inside you.

 When he finally rolled his hips, you feel like having sex with him for the first time but this time the sex is 10x better because of his lips. Bodies to bodies, lips to lips while he fucks you slow and good that even Mark didn’t expect that he will love fucking you slow.

 Together, you hit your highs at the same time while you kiss deeper than earlier while catching each other’s breath.

 He pulled out and lie beside you, keeping you close to his body while your hands are intertwined. This is the first time that he cuddled with you after sex and gosh you want to savor the feeling but your lids are giving up on you.

 The next thing you know, you caught yourself again, cuddling while sleeping with Mark, and tried to pull away from his tight embrace. Old habits.

 “Stay,” he says, eyes still closed but he kept you closer to him. “Sleep again,” he added and kissed your forehead. Slightly reminding you of the sudden confession last night.

 On the second time you woke up, Mark is not beside you but pretty flowers on the bedside table greeted you with a small note, ‘last night wasn’t a dream. please get up, I miss you already’ and it instantly made you smile.

 After your second Valentine’s day together, Mark courted you properly but you soon made it official because you realized you wasted enough time. And with a few months of dating, your relationship with Mark evolved into something real because you’re now officially dating and finally living together in a new apartment. And even more intimate in a whole new level that you don’t have sex too much now.

 “How’s work?” He asked, eyes still closed as you flop in between his legs and lie on his chest. When you didn’t answer him, he knew already that you had an exhausting day. You feel him wrap his arms around your body, a simple gesture from your boyfriend that says, ‘it’s okay, you’re home and you’re in my arms now’.

 “How about you?” You asked in return, he just let out a heavy sigh and you knew already that his day was exhausting too. So you did your part and kiss him on the lips softly and long enough to take his tiredness away.

 “I love you. Thank you” he said and kissed you one last time before he turns off the lampshade. “Good night, I’ll love you again tomorrow” he whispers.

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shotorozu · 3 years

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heyy! i'd like to request headcanons of bakugo, deku, and kirishima with s/o who has a powerful quirk but its power is derived from her emotions? kinda like,, the more she suppresses her emotions, the more powerful she gets? so as a result, she's always completely calm and smiling like 😊😌😀 even when there's complete chaos going on. i'd like for the boys to encourage her to open up about her feelings tho because suppressing your emotions is unhealthy ;((

this idea has been living in my mind rent free for a very long time now,, so sorry if it's a long request (?)

i love your writing btw 🥺💓 hope you take care <3

s/o that’s emotion deprived

character(s) : bakugou katsuki, midoriya izuku, kirishima eijirou

legend : [Y/N = your name] f!reader at the request of anon, quirk description is mentioned above— but for this alone; we’re gonna call it deprivation

note(s) : i made Y/N kinda like a kuudere in here?? i know kuudere is a different thing but it sounds similar. and the calm and smiling part lowkey reminds me of shinobu from kny

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bakugou katsuki

my little heart divider thing isn’t working fsr, so please discard that for now

anyways, your quirk sounds like an honest nightmare to him— he can’t imagine not being able to show his emotions.

you could be in the loudest room that had to exist, and you’d still be like 😀 “so what’s next?”

like.. he’ll never admit this, but props to you for being able to deal with this quirk for the majority of your life.

but at first, he was really irritated. because you were just :) or :| the entire time he was there.

and before you guys were dating, he always tried to get you to react— but it never worked because your skin’s thick

little did he know, your calmness was what he needed the entire time

but even after you guys get together, he wishes you’d at least retort back to him

katsuki was still really annoyed by it, until he realizes that you’re surpressing your emotions

like yeah.. you’re powerful. he’ll give you that— but he doesn’t want you to surpress your emotions or anything.

so he’ll talk to you one day, probably when you guys are just chilling. he’s not gonna make the intervention fancy or anything

he’ll spit it out, telling you it’s fine to loosen up a little from time to time.

but you’re like.. “but i’ll become weak if i don’t hold back my feelings?”

he’ll just scoff, rolling his eyes in fake annoyance as he pinches your cheek, saying “it won’t be the end of the world if you suddenly become weak”

because he’ll be there, right?

katsuki will try to do things differently. he’ll be nicer, and he’ll try to tease you to get you laughing or at least irritated.

just anything

so when he sees you express your emotions openly, he’s just like :)) “damn right i did that”

midoriya izuku

he was really unsure on how to approach you at first like.. are you mad? what are you thinking right now?

then he’s like “oh. that’s their quirk.”

your quirk is really interesting, so this causes him to start writing pages upon pages of your quirk in his notebook.

and despite your exterior, you’re really nice. you just don’t express your emotions

which is a real shame because.. you’re such a good person??

he’ll eventually be worried (like the sweetheart he is) because yes

deprivation is powerful as heck, as it feeds off your lack of emotion. but it’s not the healthiest mentally

so he checks up on you a lot, and he gets especially worried when your face goes neutral out of the sudden

he doesn’t know what you’re thinking!!

his constant worry of you caused him to develop feelings for you, because he’s always thinking about you

this doesn’t change when you guys get together, and he can only worry about you more.

so this causes him to go into a dilenma, actively trying to make you laugh— anything. even making the all might face

but you’re just like :) and he’s so sad whdnwns

he gets real defensive whenever someone calls you a robot like?? you’re not! you’re the sweetest person alive

unlike bakugou, his intervention is a lot more planned— izuku will take you to the park and he’ll tell you there

“Y/N, please don’t be afraid to express your feelings, suppressing your emotions isn’t healthy!”

he’s so sad sndnwndn

but luckily, the intervention goes well— because you can genuinely tell that he cares a lot

so he’s over the moon when you start laughing, or when you cried from watching a sad movie for the first time.

you don’t care that you feel weak at that moment, because izuku will hold you closer to him— almost protecting you from the world.

kirishima eijirou

he wasn’t afraid to approach you, because you seemed very laxed and calm all the time

even when mineta is bothering you, even when denki and bakugou are being very loud— to the point even the calmest people are irritated

you’re still there like :) very calm and level headed

like woah.. that’s so manly.

your quirk seems really difficult to deal with, and sometimes he finds himself wondering if you’re okay.

he’s always nice to you, even with the lack of reactions and emotions to the things he says

the first one to always say hello, and if you wanted to train with him.

you’re such a good listener to him, allowing him to rant about whatever problems you have.

but when it comes to your problems.. crickets.

was he kinda surprised when the both of you guys confess your feelings at the same time? yes.

he didn’t think it would happen!

okay but into the relationship, he started thinking about your lack of emotions. not in a bad way like he’s reconsidering things!

like.. “is Y/N really okay? i know deprivation is really strong and all but.. i’m worried that she’s supressing her feelings all this time.”

kirishima gets it, because in middle school, he too had trouble expressing himself often— sometimes even in the present he struggles a bit

but due to your calm demeanor, you’ve listened to his problems— and you allowed him to let it all out.

so he wants to do the same to you, telling you one day when you guys are snuggled up, watching a movie.

so you hug him, promising that you’ll be more expressive from then on

it feels like the weight on his shoulders were relieved when you started expressing yourself.

and he loves seeing you be this expressive and carefree. but just so you know, he’ll never allow you to be in dangered— so being vunerable to bad situations is very unlikely.

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likes and reblogs are appreciated, thanks for reading!

i do not own bnha/mha and it’s characters. boku no hero academia/my hero academia belongs to horikoshi kohei. i only own the writing.

do not plagiarize my work :))

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cloudykaii · 3 years

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jumping to conclusions

pairing: kim seokjin x reader

summary: Jin x reader angst where reader hasn't been spending much time with him or everyday has to go somewhere so he thinks they're cheating on him but when Jin decides to talk to reader about it they were actually trying to do something cute and rlly fluffy🥺🥺for him since he'd been tired with promo and stuff

warnings: mentions of cheating

He didn’t know how to feel. You meant the world to him, and he was so busy lately, he felt like he was never getting to see you. It didn’t help that whenever he came home to try and find you, you weren’t there. There was always a note on the kitchen table saying you were out, and he wasn’t surprised to find another one there tonight.

At first, he was sad, it felt like your schedule was so far away from his and he never got to see you. After a couple weeks, he started getting suspicious. Where could you possible be going at this time? It had been like three weeks on repeat, and he couldn’t remember the last time he saw you.

Now, he was just angry. To him, there was only one explanation. You had someone else. He supposed he shouldn’t be too surprised really. He was never here, and it was probably easier for you to cheat on him. Still, he thought you loved him a little more than that. He couldn’t stop himself from scrawling, ‘hope you have fun with him,’ on the paper underneath your writing before going to the bedroom to get a few changes of clothes so he could leave.

When he came back, you were standing there, holding the paper with tears in your eyes. He stilled, and your eyes fell on the suitcase he was dragging behind him, letting out a sob. “You really think I would cheat on you?” Your voice was so sad it made his heart ache, but he threw his hands up in response.

“What else could you be doing?” He asked. “I get home late every night, and you’re always gone. You don’t even try to text or call me anymore, and when you do it’s like you don’t want to talk. If there isn’t someone else than what is it?’ He asked. If you didn’t know him so well, you wouldn’t be able to catch the sad tremor in his voice hidden beneath the hurt anger. “Did you fall out of love with me?”

The words came out in a whisper from his mouth and you were quick to protest, crying. “No! Neither of those,” you sniffled. “You’ve been so busy, lately. You’ve been so tired coming home from work, and you haven’t even had time to really care for yourself properly,” you started, before pointing to the bags on the table that he hadn’t noticed before. “I wanted to surprise you,” you hiccuped, turning away from him.

Jin moved tentatively to get up and look through the bags, and when he did his heart shattered. Ingredients to his favorite meal, rose petals, his favorite products, snacks and movies. “Y/N..”

“I was going to set it all up for you to wake up to,” you whispered. “I knew you had tomorrow totally off, and I spent weeks finding everything for you... I wanted it to be perfect, because I love you so much, and I could only go late at night because of my own job,” you hiccuped again, turning away to the wall.

“Y/N.. fuck, I’m so sorry,” he whispered. “I really am, I just thought-”

“I know what you thought,” you cut him off. “And I’m sorry for being so secretive, but I would never do that to you.. I thought you trusted me better than that.”

Jin didn’t know what to say. He did trust you, he thought. He was just overworked and insecure. Because it would be so easy for you to leave him for someone who could actually be there for you.. he guessed he was just projecting that. “I’m so sorry, Y/N.. I-I don’t know what I can say to make it better.”

You took a shaky breath before looking at him. “I’m not mad,” you managed. It hurt, but it wasn’t surprising that he jumped to such a conclusion. and getting mad over something like this wouldn’t get you guys in the direction either of you wanted to be in. “Just... I love you so much. Can’t you please trust me?’

Jin nodded eagerly. “Absolutely,” his arms tugged you towards his chest. “I promise I’ll always get your side of the story first, baby, I’m so sorry.” He kissed your shoulder. “I love you so much.. I’m sorry. Thank you for doing this for me.”

You hugged him back tightly, murmuring to him. “I just love you. I promise.”

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worstloki · 3 years

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Top Forty Thor-Being-Thor Moments from Thor 1

just absolute dumb*ssery that this 7yr old kid’s life goal is to “hunt down the monsters and slay them all”. I’ll go easy on him here and let the Thor/Loki expressions do the talking because of “...just like you did Father” but seriously can his hands even fit around a sword handle??? this kid isn’t even punching the air right??? if there was a sword in his hand he would’ve cut his head with the way he’s moving???? pure tiny-himbo energy here just look at that >:o face he’s making. contrasts very nicely with Loki’s ‘,:|. 10/10. such a baby idiot.

“the jotuns must pay for what they have done! they broke into the weapons vault! if the frost giants had stolen even one of these relics!” thor. thor please. can you even name one of these relics. thor. hey thor. thor. shut up. “well, what would you do about this?” odin asks him. “march into jotunheim! like you once did! break their spirits! so they’ll never try anything like this again!” wow okay so we’ve fast-forwarded by like a thousand years and thor is still going on about genocide. huh. that’s funny, i thought loki was the genocidal one. hmm. i also just realized that the loki exclusive clip gives loki the same hairstyle thor has here so do what you will with that information.

0/10. horrible. terrible. i dont care how angy thor is about not getting to kill some jotuns or become king today this very instant, that is a tremendous waste of food. an absolute fool. how can he just remorselessly throw the bread to the floor. if loki stabbed him when he was 7 he would deserve it for this table flip alone. what a privileged white *ssh*le.

loki came skulking around a corner and suggested not to go to jotunheim and not only did thor not suspect anything but he also then went on to decide to go to jotunheim. 10/10 himbo material.

if tumblr didn’t have a picture limit i would put every instance of thor smiling in this list because look at that stupid smile. he’s such an idiot. 11/10. this is the thor content i’m here for.

“I have no plans to die today” thor says with the stupidest open-mouthed smirking smile ever captured on film. right after he also told heimdall not to tell anyone they’re gone. he’s literally planned to strand them on jotunheim. thor’s grand plan was to strange themselves on jotunheim and also start a fight. i repeat: thor’s plan was to successfully slay all the frost giants and not need to return until they’re all gone. what an absolute d*mb*ss. this is getting ridiculous. this was originally a top-ten-thor moments list but i’m not even twenty minutes in so i’ll have to extend the list. thor. thor are you listening? thor, you’re such an idiot.

“HOW DID YOUR PEOPLE GET INTO ASGARD?!” thor you sweet sweet summer idiot, please, i am beggin,g you,, learn to rea,d , a room,, literally everyone else who came with you is regretting it, there is complete silence and only the rumble of the opposing king is meeting your “I AM THOR, SON OF ODIN”s, please, please take some notes from Loki, or, you know, literally anyone else in the room, since everyone is asking you to get out of this realm while you still can,

thor’s stupid smile makes an appearance after he gets called a princess and decides to fight a whole realm over it. you know what? thor is a princess. he’s the prettiest princess in all the lands. what’s thor gonna do about it? is he going to fight me too? I hope he does the stupid grin first. minus 15 points for the sexism. thor is a complete and utter sadistic fool who needs to get a hobby. seriously, he’s 1500 years old and still going on and on about slaying all the frost giants. boi, i hate to break it to you, but your dad is not the best or only example of greatness out there. i don’t think your dad even qualifies as an example of that.

“THEN. GO!” 🥰 ahh yes, just thor thingz 🥰🥰 like when one friend has had his arm burnt 🥰 and another friend has been impaled and needs medical attention, 🥰🥰 and all the rest of your friends are yelling for you, 🥰 and your brother is telling you they must go, 🥰 and you decide to buy everyone time by laughing maniacally and killing more frosties because you care for them and dont find joy in destruction like a loon 🥰🥰🥰

THIS is the iconic Thor moment that makes my day whenever I think about it. Just Thor, an absolute bumbering 6′6′’ giant boodlusting dummy sees Odin and just decides to yell “FATHAA!! WE’LL FINISH THEM TOGETHAAA!” as if the last thing Odin told him wasn’t “no, thor, we’re not going to do anything to the frost giants, do not go after them and try to kill them all.” 11/10 d*mb*assery right here folks, I couldn’t ask for Thor to be more of a fool. This is PEAK Thor energy. Look at that face. I feel like Thor spends half this movie with his nostrils flared. I love it.

okay i gotta give thor credit for rightfully calling odin “an old man and a fool” but also there was not even 1 frame of the scene where Thor had a decent face so now all i see is >:O >:| >:o >:[ when i watch that scene. yelling at odin was great, not yelling at odin after he HUAERGHed at loki was less great, but to be fair it’s thor and he is the definition of Peak D*mb*ss.

thor literally GROWLS and starts yelling “HAMMAA?? HAMMER??” over and over. He was hit by a van, he fainted, he woke up and started growling. I don’t know what else there is to say about this.

“you dare threaten me? puny human?”. so. uhh. basically. Thor knew she was threatening him? He KNEW she had a weapon? instead he made a face and started yelling as he tried to walk his way closer????? thor you complete and utter dum dum. you frickin hairball-for-brains. im not even surprised darcy tasered him. with that kind of face, i’d taser him too.

when you wake up in an unknown place to a person smiling at you without a stupid smile, the first step is always to attack first and ask questions later 😌😌😌 (but seriously thor you imbecile why didn’t you ask where you were instead of throwing multiple people around the room and getting your butt needled. you clueless buffoon. you’ll remain a clueless buffoon if you don’t listen to anyone.)

just a quick recap but thor was knocked unconscious by a van and these people kidnapped him aboard and the next scene we see him in he’s checking himself out in mirror after presumably changing right there in the open?????? these are the things that make thor thor. any other character and i’d question it so much, but this is thor, and i truly believe this is in-character for him. just change in the open because why not? thor is a beefcake and that’s his only redeeming quality and he knows it. 10/10 thor moment.

I am now convinced that Thor saw Jane and “5k van-hitter to lover slow-burn height-difference himbo-scientist trope” flashed through his mind.

“but no more smashing!” Jane says, and then Thor proceeds to check her out and smile unlike an idiot and like a douche. was this his version of flirting???? i’m not one to decide, but yes, yes it was. He threw a cup to the ground and broke it, and she’s getting mad at him and berating him about it, and he’s liking it. y’all i’m sorry to break it to you like this, but thor has a canon fetish. i am so, so sorry.

im DYING. THAT ISN’T EVEN A KISS, HIS MOUTH IS OPEN. he SMUSHES his mouth around her knuckle???? WHY. I can’t keep noticing things like this. send help. please. Jane’s response makes so much more sense now; she’s laughs for a solid 3 seconds and shakes her head and is like “uhh, thank you? ahaha,” and then she keeps looking back longingly when walking away. they are doing this in PLAIN sight of EVERYONE. Darcy and Erik are standing RIGHT THERE, and Thor is doing weird things to her with his mouth. I’m out. I am done here. goodbye.

return of the stupid smile AND the douche smile in quick succession through the entire trip. their entire dialogue is peppered with innuendo. “I’ve never done anything like this before. have you ever done anything like this before?” “many times, but you are brave to do it.” “I have nothing else to lose.” “ah but you are clever, far more clever than anyone else on this realm.” “realm? rEaLm?” “you think me strange?” “yes” “good strange or bad strange?” “I haven’t decided yet.” I AM DYING OVER THIS. plus, we get Return Of The Himbo with Jane asking after Einstein Rosen bridges and Thor is like “uh, actually, more like a rainbow bridge 😜🤪” i feel so sorry for jane here, didn’t know how much of a d*mb*ss Thor was when signing up for this van-trip and knuckle-sucking 😭😭😭 i also no longer have questions about how the trip that SHOULD HAVE BEEN A HALF-HOUR ONE turned into one that LASTED TILL THE SUN WENT FROM THE MIDDLE OF THE SKY TO SETTING by the time they arrived. I have no questions. please. I don’t want to know what they were doing in that van. please no. don’t make me think about it.

thor’s plan had 3 steps and they were 1. give jane his jacket 2. walk in and get his hammer 3. fly out. that was literally his plan. he had the first “I have a plan. attack.” moment in the MCU. pure concentrated 0-brain-cells energy right here. how can you not stan this king of d*mb*ssery. look at him, flaunting his big boy muscles. he’s about get his hammer and fly out, like he just told jane with a trademark stupid-smile.

crop-top hair-mop thor is my favourite thor. the way the entire fight scene parallels a hamster in a maze only exemplifies the thor vibes for some inexplicable reason.

“you’re big. fought bigger.” + Thor douche-smile + subtext from earlier + rolling around passionately in the mud = not a happy me.

I swear i’m not making up this romantic subtext but it’s barely even subtext. the entire scene leading up to Thor’s attempt at lifting the hammer is actually filmed erotically. I’m not kidding. First there’s a shot where Thor pulls aside a hamster-cage-wall blind which mirrors a shower-curtain, and THEN he walks around the hammer while smiling douche-ly at it, we get a few close-ups to his face which are shot from angles slightly lower than himself, giving him an aire of superiority, plus the music adds to this, he reaches out for the hammer’s handle with a mud-covered arm in the rain, in non-slow-motion slow-motion, and he wraps his arm around it, like, he fully twists his arm, unecessarily sexually, around it as he grabs the hammer. This is not okay. On the plus side, it makes the movie much more entertaining,, on the down side,,.

im not going to call Thor dumb for not knowing he’s not worthy. im not going to. because odin literally whispered the enchantment to mjolnir after he’d thrown thor to midgard. it is very funny watching thor grunt in frustration though. he starts yelling because he couldn’t lift the hammer and just lets himself get caught. like, dude, get a life, go buy a new weapon from the store, seriously. he mourns for the hammer on-screen longer than he does for loki. he also looks like he’s in far more pain here. he becomes catatonic and unresponsive after this, but when loki dies he’s already feasting the same afternoon. 10/10 dum dum thor material. never change thor, never change. (that’s code for please change, thor, please,)

thor trying to establish dominance wherever he goes is the funniest thing because at this point he’s being a complete asgardian *ss about it and it’s reaching points of pettiness never seen before. side note: he is possibly flirting with selvig too. maybe. i’m not saying anything happened, but Thor’s openning lines when bringing him home carried over his shoulder are “he’s fine, not injured at all,” followed with an apology to selvig, and an explanation to jane which consisted only of “we drank, we fought, he made his ancestors proud,” and then he puts the man to bed and before he falls asleep erik says “i still don’t believe you’re the g*d of th*nder, but you ought to be,” so... your choice, i guess...

thor’s got his trademark stupid smile and stupidly takes jane’s life’s work notebook and starts doodling in it about trees. the last time his father told him this story about Yggdrasil was when he was 5 and he clearly hasn’t payed attention to any lesson about anything since and it shows so so much. thank you thor. very insightful knowledge you’re passing on hear. ‘i come from a world where [science and magic] are one and the same,’ ok great, now elaborate on that please. oh, right, you can’t because you’re thor, my bad, 20/10 thor behaviour. he couldn’t even doodle nicely. all his lines are wobbly. epic art fail. i wouldn’t trust him near my sketchbook with a 2B pencil.

THIS is thor’s realization face. in case anyone was interested in what ‘dawning truth’ looked like on him. 😰😪 THIS is the face of a thinker, of a man betrayed by his own beloved brother for unprecedented reasons. look at the nuance in his expression. 😩😩😩 so many emotions, I can’t even count them all 😩💯😪

stupid smile and “do not worry my friends, i have a plan,” he says, “i’ll just try and abuse the fact that Loki’s super selfless and kind and has no self worth to my benefit as i have countless times before which is exactly what he’s rightfully angry about this time,” he doesn’t think to himself because that is NOT the smile of someone who is thinking... like, at all. +10000 points to gryffinthor. the d*mb*ssery really jumps out.

“im sorry bro for whatever i did and whatever you’re blaming me for as an excuse to do this, im sorry bro, but you’re disturbing innocents that i don’t really care about but you’re the one making a scene in front of them so why don’t you admit you won’t kill me and are just having a temper tantrum and we move on? hmm?” and then he proceeds to get slam dunked in the face with a metal arm like yEAAAA BOI that’s what you GET for going up against the SENTIENT LAVA-SPEWING metal-man ya absolute dunderhead clod. thunderhead clod? yeah, that. he’s just so dumb, your honour, please, you must understand, the victim pleads guilty on all charges of d*mb*ss and d*mb*ss alone.

I can NOT describe the emotions I feel knowing that Thor is suck-kissing Jane’s knuckles. Like, his mouth is literally jelly-ing it up against her hand. There is suction there and it shows when he is placing and removing his mouth. I promise that’s what is happening. I’m not any happier than you about this. I regret everything. This is why Loki should be what is focused on and not Thor; Thor’s going around trying to frick frack everything in sight even if it’s just Jane’s hand. He’s maintaining eye contact with Jane while he licks her fingers. Why did I decide to rewatch this movie.

i’m only adding this in as a thor moment because of how desperately and badly they kiss. seriously. 2/10 kiss. im not surprised jane broke up with him. they look like two actual seals fighting over an actual grape. while i’m here i’m going to criticize every fic ever that decided thor is an experienced gentle lover. what were y’all on when watching this movie. thor can and will f*ck literally everything in sight and he won’t even do it well because he is the peakest of peak d*m d*m. look at this man. look at his face. that is the face of an absolute himbo idiot, and it’s the face of an absolute himbo idiot who knows it. he’s been stranded on earth for 2 days, max, and his flirt-count is at 69 people because his name is one letter away from thot. i bet his terrible use of a pen from early means he writes his ‘r’s like ‘t’s and he doesn’t even care. 1000/10 thor moment. doesn’t get much more romance-thor than two individuals smooshing their faces together after some finger sucking. that finger sucking is gonna leave jane simping for years. and that’s true love babey. <3

“I’ll handle my Brother!” Thor says, as if Loki didn’t send a metal-murder-bot that quite virtually killed him less than ten minutes ago asdfhkhsdgsdjf Thor, you horrific himbo you, Loki’s weapon of choice is literally throwing knives he will literally kill you before you enter the room if he’s on his game and wants you dead which he just proved he would do and you’re just gonna???????????? jog on over to him????? Thor??????????? bruH???????????? buddy??????? pal???????? you really wanna go 1v1 the brother you very clearly underestimate and know nothing about????????????????? im loving the confidence, but, no.

Loki: “you literally can’t stop this from here.” Thor, immediately: “i’m going to hit it with the hammer and see if that works” and then it does in fact work later... technically speaking, even if it ends up causing chaos destruction and death and loki falling off the bifrost 😔😔😔 but Big Brain Thor is the Biggest Brained Thor!!! The plan worked!! in a messy-Thor-ish way, but it did!!!

“you can’t kill an entire race!!!!” Thor yells, teeth gritted, as he faces his brother, his coward pacifist brother, who has suddenly decided he wants to join the age-old family tradition of realm-destroying, when this is supposed to be Thor’s dream, Thor’s, not Loki’s. How dare he, Thor thinks to himself, fist clenched around Mjolnir in anger, the pain of the handle pressing against his palm perhaps the only thing preventing him from lashing out at this thought, that’s my planet of monsters to slay, he should go get his own! Loki hits Thor across the face with the back-end of his spear. “Now fight me,” Loki says, but Thor, well, Thor cannot fight, as he remains stunned that of all things Loki would dare steal his life’s ambition, and he is sent sprawling backwards across the observatory, slowly but surely sliding to a stop despite his catatonic, very symbolic silence.

the elegance, the poise, i see your time on earth has made you no less graceful, Thor. the simple magnitude of this sprawl. the spread of the arms. the turn of the feet. this is not a dude, this is a man.

sometimes your brother starts vehemently talking about he’s gonna kill the race of monsters and about how he’s only ever wanted to be your equal and about how he’s not your brother and never was and sometimes you just have to say “this is madness” instead of addressing the issues or asking for any of the deets 🔥 👊💯😩

Loki is whipping Thor’s butt. Both literally, and metaphorically, Loki is whooping Thor’s d*mb*ss. Earlier he knicked Thor’s face, now he’s just pushing Thor around, he uses the spear as a pole and later kicks Thor’s face by kicking vertically up, and Thor, bless him in all his blond golden muscled glory, doesn’t think anything is up with this, gosh he’s such an absolute utter idiot

sometimes your brother laughs way too much and also cries too much in a fight and there are also too many of him so you just need to blast lightning so you get a shot at all of them 😌😌😌 and then put your magical infinitely-heavy hammer on his chest 😌😌😌 but it’s okay because Thor left holes in Loki’s container 😌😌😌

now THIS is the meat to Thor’s funny bone, just the pure unadulterated humour that is Thor saying that there will never be a “wiser king” or a “better father” than Odin, it cracks me up every single time without fail, just the way he says it with a straight face and— what do you mean he wasn’t joking

look at Thor’s stupid smile as he asks Heimdall to spy on jane every single day while conveniently never asking after Loki ever. This is Thor’s face in mourning after he attended a feast after everyone was celebrating after Loki’s death. Look at his stupid smile. I love him your honour. He’s just,, he’s just so frickin stewpeed, just Thor being Thor, just the purest of d*mbest of *sses.

#listen #if people can interpret loki and the grandmaster as a thing when loki spends the entire time looking uncomfortable about every situation #then i can interpret thor as flirting with people when there are actual canon questions which get solved when other explanations dont work #so #dont mind me here #in conclusion: thor is a dum dum idiot and it's *chef's kiss*#thank you for coming to my ted talk #ThisPostIsLongerThanMyLifeSpan #TPILTMLS #Language!#language #im one of those people who comments on things through movies but you can't be mad because it's worth it and i've got points #obviously writing means i can get the full gist of the comments out without summarizing #but #like #my family is simply underappreciative and i'm a genius

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Celeste x reader x Kirigiri SFW & NSFW head-canons

request; celeste x reader x kirigiri? :o

warnings; fluff, i really don’t think there’s any explicit warnings in the sfw part, nsfw section: handcuffs, edging, i didn’t put any explicit descriptions of sex nor scenarios, degrading names, gn!reader, vanilla, mention of vampire roleplay, biting, unedited.

note; sorry i took so long!! I had to study their wiki pages and shit to remember their characters, its been some time since I’ve played THH. anyway, thank you for requesting. also sorry if this was a bit lazy, i feel like i didn’t do this one as well as the others, i’m really sorry.

≈SFW≈

◊ Okay, I feel like Celestia would be the one to spoil the both of you rotten. She’s always buying all three of you matching clothes so you could go out together looking ✨fly✨

◊ If you or Kyoko ever tried denying her outfits, she’d be a bit flustered and upset though she wouldn’t show it. Buuut eventually, you both cave in because you can notice the difference in her attitude, however slight it may be.

◊ “S/o, Kyoko, my darlings. I may have gotten carried away, but I think you both would look wondrous in these- Oh. You don’t… want them? I see. *sad face* Alright then, I guess I’ll just… I..” Yuuuup, you broke her. Congratulations, you jerk.

◊ Whatever gender you may be, it doesn’t matter, she will buy you a huge fluffy dress (But if you’re not comfortable with it, she’d totally be willing to get you something else).

◊ Celestia calls you both her darlings. She’s always saying hers, or mine in front of your names and/or pet names.

◊ Kyoko isn’t big on pet names, whether she’s on the receiving end or serving; though she doesn’t mind it when either of you calls her one. Just nothing too ridiculous, she’ll flush an adorable shade of red but scold you for it later. She prefers just calling you both by name.

◊ The caring one of the relationship would either have to be you or Celestia. Kyoko doesn’t take care of herself too well, as she’s very passionate about her job; so passionate to the point where she forgets that she’s human and that her very human body needs food and sleep.

◊ Celestia takes care of herself extremely well, I imagine she has a very strict skin routine and diet. But since she’s also passionate about her job, I imagine there would be times where a round of gambling goes extremely long or tie, but she’d be very adamant on winning so she’d go a little over the top and stay there for days, weeks if she had to.

◊ That being said, they are both very passionate about their jobs so I feel that they are unfortunately prone to neglecting you at times. But don’t worry! They always make it up to you 10x more, and it’s always worth it.

◊ Kyoko would probably make it up to you both by trying to be a bit more affectionate with you. She is well aware that she isn’t always affectionate, so she thinks if she gives you guys a bit more affection, you’ll forgive her? ...Please?

◊ Bbgirl is trying-

◊ Most likely though, she’d talk to you first. A formal apology and everything, if you’re lucky, she’ll buy you a stuffed animal or flowers as she apologizes.

◊ Since Celestia is just, a very fancy and aesthetic person, I feel like all dates with her would reflect that same fancy aesthetic. She goes out of her way to set up a fancy table at a reserved place where none of you can be disturbed. Expensive teas, china, scones, sweets, those little stands with the layers of pastries; she has it all ready for you two.

◊ You’d all be sitting on cute chairs sipping tea in cute cups, butlers at your every need, it’s a really cute almost dream-like date. Kyoko would talk about her cases(leaving out things that are confidential of course,) you’d talk about everything and anything, and Celestia would just quietly listen to you both talk, a small smile adorning her face. She loves taking care of the both of you, the reason why she has dates like these are for,

She wants to spend time with her darlings because she misses them.

She wants you both to relax and destress, she hates the idea of either of you overworking or forgetting to take care of yourself.

◊ Though if you’re not into that, the closest thing that isn’t fancy or organized(though it would take some time for her to practice not being organized) would be a picnic date. With a very very wide blanket. That’s thick. And lots of bug spray.

◊ Dates with Kyoko would probably be short coffee breaks, she doesn’t have a lot of time sadly, so halfway through the date, she finishes her coffee and leaves early, leaving you and Celestia to spend the rest of the time together.

◊ Dates with her would mostly just be when all three of you go to bed, talking about each other’s days or just talking about stuff that has zero meaning as you all fall asleep.

◊ It kind of makes her a bit upset when you and Celestia have an inside joke or seem a bit closer; as much as she loves seeing you both happy with each other, she can’t help but want to be in on it too. She feels a bit guilty for being so busy with her job.

◊ So when she does feel a bit left out, I think a way to make her feel more included would be small little ‘I love you’ texts while she’s working or even better, surprising her by picking her up on her lunch date to get a quick lunch.

◊ I think something domestic Kyoko enjoys a lot, is when either of you cooks a bento for her. You can really cook something terrible for her, or even ugly, she doesn’t care; she loves it so much. It’s the thought that you would cook for her that gets her. When she comes back home, the first thing she will do is thank you and hug you real tight. It’s one of the more rare moments where she actually displays feelings of love and gratitude.

◊ Despite getting judgemental looks from Byakuya and aw’s from Hina, in the end, Kyoko doesn’t care one bit. She will eat and enjoy the food in its entirety, she doesn’t care if it affects her reputation as a cold person, she just wants to eat the food.

◊ Though she is unfazed by practically everything, she gets a bit taken aback that you cooked food for her, the shock is evident on her face when you hand it to her before she goes, or drop it off at lunch hour. I don’t think she ever had anyone cook meals for her, or at least, doesn’t remember it; so she’s always pretty shocked when you do. She feels her heart palpitate a little louder and maybe smiles a little smile when you’re not looking. She appreciates it a lot.

◊ Though Celestia doesn’t cook, I think you’d have to be the one to cook for Kirigiri. Celestia enjoys gyoza a whole lot, so if you were ever to cook gyoza for her… well, she’d probably be brutally honest about what she thinks about it. Though she’d give you constructive criticism, and eventually you’d get it right through trial and error and Celestia’s taste buds.

◊ Celestia isn’t big on public areas for dates, like movie theatres, for example. If you ever wanted to watch a movie, she’d probably rent an entire movie theatre for just you three to chill in. As you can see, she’s not too big on being with large groups of people, or just anywhere that isn’t exactly ‘clean’.

◊ I don’t think either of them would be one for PDA either. Other than mild flirting from Celestia, you all don’t do PDA at all. But there’s this intimate vibe that you all seem to share that has people assume you’re all on a date together. It’s like this bubble, it’s quite peculiar.

◊ Celestia would never lose her cool because of you both, only for you both. But even so, she avoids losing it in front of your eyes. If she ever had to fight someone for you or intimidate them, she would probably ask you to go occupy yourselves with something else so she could go off without hesitating.

◊ Though if she was ever about to lose it and either of you notices it, a simple hold of her hand calms her down immediately. Her rage wordlessly disappears. She’ll even give you guys a small little forehead kiss in thanks.

◊ Kyoko’s an ‘it’s the thought that counts’ kind of person. So whenever you or Celestia spoil her with expensive gifts, she’ll enjoy it but she’s a bit concerned about how you’re spending so much money on her. She honestly prefers handmade gifts; whether they’re crafty or a bit imperfect, she cherishes them more than you know.

≈NSFW≈

◊ Oh boy. *cracks knuckles* here we go.

◊ Kyoko hides her moans and expressions, she was raised not to show any unsightly emotions and so, that(sadly) comes into play in bed.

◊ Oh but Celestia teases her until she does, to get that satisfying plead out of Kyoko Kirigiri of all people, it drives her near mad in love.

◊ Kyoko is definitely vanilla, and would probably want to stay vanilla. There aren’t many things she’s into, as a result of not knowing any kinks. I don’t think she’d be too willing to try any kinks either. Unless you explain it to her, then maybe. Just maybe.

◊ Kyoko is a soft dom- HAH just kidding! The moment you admit just a little bit of top energy on her, she submits easily. Not in the typical way you’d think, but she’d let you do all the work, you’d have to guide her. I don’t think she has any sexual experience, so she’d have sex relying on you both(for once).

◊ That’s where Celestia comes into play. I don’t know if this is canon or you know, but I head-canon that she has a surprising amount of sexual knowledge and kinks.

◊ Kyoko isn’t the biggest fan of you and Celestia having intercourse without her, as I mentioned earlier, she does get a little left out, so knowing that you left her out of something as intimate as sex gets her mad for a couple of days. Even holds a small grudge.

◊ But it wouldn’t last long, you both would eventually make it up to her since she doesn’t exactly enjoy discussing her feelings, you would have to be the one to speak up first.

◊ Celeste would definitely ask you both if you were ever interested in trying out role-play with her, specifically; vampire role-play.

◊ Speaking of vampires, she really enjoys it when you lightly bite her. Not enough to leave a mark, if you leave marks on her she’ll get mad. Though she enjoys leaving marks on you both, she enjoys those short moments where someone stares at you guys’ hickeys and she just,, gives them a knowing, intense glare.

◊ Celestia isn’t big on degrading you both unless it’s something like, “My good little mutt.” Degrading names, sure. But not full-on degrading. She lies all the time but lying about this doesn’t sit right with her, she doesn’t want to hurt you both in any way.

◊ Celestia enjoys being praised, it definitely gets her to spare you an orgasm if she’s edging you. You really have to praise her about everything about her for her to actually let you get off; although Kyoko is known to be silent, Celestia somehow gets her to plead for her. As a result of teasing lies like, “If you don’t obey, you won’t get to get off darling.”

◊ Celestia dominates both of you, simultaneously. Kyoko doesn’t have enough confidence in her ability to please you both to top, and unless you are somehow able to overpower her, she’s always going to be the one who orders you to do things.

◊ I can totally imagine Kyoko littering millions of butterfly kisses on both your bodies, but they’re so soft and cute you both start to giggle a bit. “Why are you laughing? Is it bad?” She looks genuinely confused and a little sad- and then that both shocks you into showering her with reassurances, any leftover lick of laughter completely vanished.

◊ Celestia is a huge tease- like, just, the biggest tease. She’ll hover her lips over yours, blow at where you need it most, foreplay lasts longer than you would want it to, but in all honesty, it definitely makes the first stroke of pleasure well worth it. All that anticipation, build-up, is all worth it as she finally gives you what you want.

◊ Kyoko is more intimate, every moment with her is just, so full of love it gives you whiplash from Celestia’s little fun. She always has a hand on your back. It’s such a soft and fleeting touch, you both sometimes wonder if it’s even there.

◊ Something I could imagine happening is Celestia just- pulling out soft hand-cuffs from nowhere as a surprise for the two of you, asking you to tie her up. Seeing as how Kyoko is usually around handcuffs often from her detective work, she’s a little confused as to why people would get turned on from that or even introduce that to the bedroom. It’s the last thing she’d expect. She’s a bit nervous to use them(receiving and serving), and doesn’t see the purpose, but when she caves in and says yes anyway, she finds she actually likes them?

◊ She wouldn’t admit it though. And it definitely ruins her image of handcuffs; any time she sees a perp in handcuffs, she can just see the pleased looks on your and Celestia’s faces.

◊ Celestia would look down at you with this red gaze that leaves the two of you utterly speechless and aroused, even as she’s bottoming, her piercing gaze reminds you who’s in charge.

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kiirokero · 3 years

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Outro: Love is Not Over (14)

Pairing: Daycare Teacher! Hoseok x Single Mom! Reader.

Genre: Single Parent! AU, Teacher! AU, Hybrid! AU, Fluff, Angst, Adorable Kids,

Warnings: Swearing, if that needs a warning

Word Count: 2.8K

Note: AFK :’) Oh my god please don’t let this suck in the morning

Summary: Years after a relationship goes south. You are the single mother of a beautiful 6-year-old golden retriever hybrid who you named Yunho. He is the light of your life. Yunho is everything to you, and you’d do anything for him. But you’re a human. Yunho doesn’t care, he will tell you he doesn’t. “You’re still my Eomma. No matter what.” He says. But you can’t help but feel like you will never be enough for him. You can’t be the mother he deserves. You can’t show him the ropes of being a hybrid, and you can’t teach him things the other moms can. But you try. You try your damn hardest. So, when a handsome German Shepard hybrid comes into your life, helping you and guiding Yunho in a way you can’t, you can’t help the cozy home he sets up in your heart.

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It had rained the previous night.

Nothing drastic, but it was enough to make the forest around me and Hoseok dewy. Occasionally, a spare raindrop would fall from the leaves above onto Hoseok's head and he’d squeak in surprise, looking up at the culprit tree with a pout and lowered ears. Every time. It was endearing. The way his eyes lit up at any pretty flower we would pass, how he smiled so widely when he put one of them behind my ear, how he vowed to protect me from any scary creatures that lurked in the forest. (If I was being honest, Hoseok was the only one worried about that)

I came here because I sorted out my feelings and was ready to let them spill, but now I’m second guessing myself. If perfect didn’t exist, then why is Jung Hoseok here? Why is he by my side, rambling about the “macaroni art disaster” that happened last Tuesday, and why am I listening with a smile on my face? Why is he here with me? I spent years chasing after a “perfect life” with a man who didn’t give two shits about me, just to have perfection on legs waltz into my life and wiggle into the heart of not only me, but my son too.

I was a broken mirror. Still functional, aesthetic, and usable, but compared to the crystal chandelier that was Hoseok, I was nothing but that annoying piece of glitter that’s follows people around since their arts and crafts day at Kindergarten. Why would the crystal want the glass when the crystal is pure perfection?

Jung Hoseok shattered the image of perfect I had in my head and replaced it with a prettier one. Perfection used to be having a nice house, a nice family, living a debt free life. Perfection was the expectations forced upon me by my family at a young age, and I rolled with it out of fear of disappointment. Then Jung Hoseok showed up with his pretty brown eyes and lovable personality and rocked the boat saying,

“Perfection isn’t perfect. Perfection is what makes you happy.”

Perfection is what makes you happy, and god did Jung Hoseok make me the happiest I’ve been in years. I wanted to bottle that happiness up and cuddle it to sleep. Every single second he was with me I was happy, and I used to hate it. Now I can’t imagine my life without it...

“Hoseok, when I asked if you could watch Yunho, I wasn’t expecting to come home to this.” I chuckled. Both Hoseok and Yunho looked like deer caught in headlights, but I could see the small itch of a smile on Hoseok’s face. “But Eomma! I had a sore throat,” Yunho whined, his lips stained blue and his face was slowly turning red.

“And popsicles cure sore throats?” I asked playfully. I wasn’t mad, no, because I knew that even if Yunho ate popsicles now, he’d still scarf down his dinner. No problem. “...Mr. Hoseok said it would,” Yuhno snitched.

Hoseok gasped in faux offense, getting a giggle out of the younger hybrid. “I feel betrayed!” He said in an overly dramatic voice, causing Yunho to laugh harder. I couldn’t help but laugh along with them

Perfection isn’t perfect. Perfection is what makes you happy.

“Did he fall asleep?” Hoseok asked, looking down at Yunho who was currently lost in dreamland, drooling on my shoulder. “Mhm, I guess all that playing at the park tired him out,” I chuckled, kissing Yunho on the cheek, making sure not to jostle him too much.

Hoseok looked at us fondly, the slightest of smiles on his face. “What?” I asked with a smile of my own. Hoseok merely shrugged, “The two of you are cute, that’s all,” He said, looking down to kick a rock that was on the sidewalk. I blushed, holding Yunho just a tad bit tighter. “Thank you,” I said. Hoseok looked back at me.

“You’re a wonderful mom,”

“I like to think so,”

It’s what makes you happy...

“I can go. You don’t have to feel like you need to keep me here,” Hoseok offered gently. The moonlight that shone through the drawn curtains of the living room illuminated his warm features perfectly. The slope of his nose, the curve of his eyes, the upturn of his smile. I wonder what Michelangelo was thinking when he sculpted Hoseok. Probably something in Italian.

I grabbed his hand, dragging him back to the couch. “No, you can stay. If you want to, of course... I’d like to chill with you,” I said with somewhat trembling hands and an erratic heart. “You would?” He asked, stars painted in his eyes. I nodded, sitting down on the couch. Hoseok immediately took the space beside me, one of his arms on the back of the couch behind me and the other on his lap.

Hoseok sighed, “Adult time,” He joked. “I’m a single mother. My ‘adult time’ is my nap time,” I chuckled, sinking down into the cushions. “Hmm, well, if that’s the case, should we put on a movie until you fall asleep?” He suggested, one of his brows raised. “What about you, though? Leaving you to explore my own dreamland is a bit rude, don’t you think?” I asked, raising my brow as well.

“Then let me ask a followup question. Is it okay if I crash on your couch for the night?” He asked cheekily, as if he knew that I couldn’t refuse him. “Hm, I guess,” I sighed sarcastically. I was unable to hide my smile though. “Great!” Hoseok exclaimed, taking the blanket that laid next to him and draping it over us, snuggling up to me. “Is this okay?” He asked.

“Y-yeah... This is okay,”

The pancakes I made in the morning with a giggly Yunho and a smiling Hoseok tasted sweeter than normal.

Perfection isn’t perfect. Perfection is what makes you happy.

And I hoped I could be selfish just for today to secure my happiness for tomorrow.

“Y/n, are you okay? Earth to Y/n~” Hoseok called in a singsong voice, poking one of my arms, dragging me out of my flashbacks. Startled, I nodded with a hum, nervously twiddling with my fingers. “Mhm,” Hoseok chuckled, “We’re here.” I looked at our surroundings, realizing that I left Hoseok in awkward silence all the way through the trail. (It wasn’t awkward, Hoseok thought it was comfortable)

I gasped, “O-Oh! Oh... we are,” Hoseok smiled, grabbing my hand and leading me off the trail into a small clearing of vibrant green grass and small white daisies. He put down the basket he had in his hand and pulled out a cliche red checkered picnic blanket. “Cheeseball,” I giggled. Hoseok stuck his tongue out at me playfully, obviously proud of his blanket choices. He laid it out on the grass, making sure it was prim and proper before turning to me with a beaming smile, encouraging me to sit down.

I did as he silently asked and sat down on the blanket, thankful to give my legs a break. It was soft, I noticed, perfect for taking a nap in the afternoon sun. Hoseok plopped down next to me, his tail furiously wagging back and forth as he pulled out various different food containers from the basket. “So, I may have gone a bit... Overboard... But I just wanted to make you at least one thing that you’d liked.” He smiled, unashamed of his actions and more satisfied, like he was overachieving on a school project. “Hoseok, I’m sure I’d call your PB&J’s gourmet,” I chuckled, taking a hold of the chopsticks he was offering me.

Hoseok laughed along, opening the first container and placing it in between us. It looked like Kkakdugi. “What if we taste test each dish and decide on our favorites? Then we can eat those,” He suggested, and I nodded along. I’d honestly go along with anything he’d say. Hoseok picked up a piece of radish, holding it up to my lips. I leaned away for a second, cocking a brow. “Here,” He said, pressing the food to my lips again. I relented and let him feed me the radish.

I sighed, closing my eyes and basking in the sweet and slightly spicy taste. “If everything is this good, I’m going to have to hibernate for a year after this,” I said, somewhat seriously, somewhat jokingly. Hoseok laughed, falling back onto the blanket in a fit of giggles. “We’d better get on it then,” He said.

“Not to be mean, but how do you burn kimchi?”

Hoseok covered his face in embarrassment, rolling on his side so he didn’t have to look at my teasing smile. “I don’t know! I mean, maybe the burnt taste was something else,” He argued back with a pout. We were currently full and happy, laid on our back and looking up at the orange sky, pointing out oddly shaped clouds. And talking about how Hoseok managed to burn Baechu-Kimchi.

Also, avoiding the entire reason I asked Hoseok to hang out with me today...

It was hard! No matter how many times I practiced in the mirror the previous or hyped myself up in my head, he would smile or laugh or say something in that sultry voice of his, and my mind would blank. I was fighting with the mini Hyejin on my shoulder that was acting like a furious grandmother, constantly pulling at my ear and saying, “Dumb dumb, just spill it,”

“Hey, are you okay?” Hoseok spoke up suddenly. I turned my head towards him, catching his pretty brown eyes immediately. His soft brunette was falling over his face gently, occasionally moving whenever the breeze blew through. “W-What?” I asked, shaking myself out of whatever trance he manages to put me in whenever we lock eyes.

Hoseok chuckled, his dark brown ears twitching slightly when a leaf landed on one of them. “You’ve been out of it a lot today. Also, I can tell you're anxious,” He said, “What’s bothering you, buttercup?” He asked, and I felt my ears heat up at the pet name. Stupid Y/n just speak words, you’re literally a journalist. “Um, I just have some things on my mind,” If this were a drama, and I happened to be the main character, fans of the show would probably be screaming at their tv screens right now.

“Do you want to talk about it?” Hoseok asked. “I should, I really should,” I sighed. I could tell my words confused Hoseok, but he left a space for me to speak nonetheless, giving me a smile of encouragement. Just say something, anything. Alright, okay. 1... 2... 3... Go! “I wish I met you 6 years ago,” I blurted out, backtracking once I realized what I said. “No... 5 years ago, cause then I’d still have Yunho,”

Hoseok giggled slightly. “And why’s that?”

“Because then life wouldn’t have been as hard...” I answered honestly

Hoseok had a baffled look on his face. I looked back up at the sky, distracting myself with the pretty formations of clouds and let my subconscience do the work and talk, finally letting it all out. Hoseok’s ears stood at attention when I opened my mouth again. “It's always been Yunho and I... Him and I against the world.” I started.

“Like his cartoon?” Hoseok asked.

“Like his cartoon,” I smiled.

I took a deep breath. “It’s obvious that my last relationship didn’t end well, and that it still effects me to this day... I remember even swearing to myself that I would never fall in love again, but then... This Jung Hoseok dude came along,” I snickered, pretending I was alone and this was another practice run. It made things easier. Hoseok stayed silent. “He came along with his handsome face, warm smile and amazing personality. God, he even made me jealous sometimes...”

“I’m sure there’s no reason to be jealous.”

“Oh, but there is. He’s amazing, absolutely amazing. Not just because he memorizes all my favorites or makes it his mission to make me smile, but because he’s amazing with my kid. He’s amazing with my kid in a way that I can’t be.” I stressed.

“What do you-”

“Human mom and hybrid son, I mean, those are total opposites,” I joked, cutting Hoseok off. “Often times I would second guess myself as a mother and worry if I was teaching Yunho the right things but then Jung Hoseok came in and eased my worries. He took Yunho under his wing and the both of us couldn’t be happier,” I rambled, unaware of the blinding smile Hoseok was shooting at me. “We both don’t know what we would do if he drifted away one day,”

“He won’t”

I finally gathered the courage to look at him. If the stars were in his eyes before, then andromeda was in them now. His dimpled smile and wrinkled eyes melted my heart. “Yeah, that’s why I’m saying all this in hopes that he’s picking up what I’m putting down,” I mumbled. “What are you putting down?” He asked. “That Jung Hoseok stole my heart and I’m not mad about it.”

Hoseok suddenly stood up, reaching his hand down to offer me help up. I quirked a brow. But Hoseok eased my worries with a simple “Trust me,” I put my hand in his, and he enthusiastically pulled me up, causing me to fall into his chest. He steadied me with his hands on my waist, and I looked up at him, still confused. “I wasn’t done, ya know,” I pouted. “Well then, continue,” He chuckled.

“I was saying that Jung Hoseok should know about my insecurities and emotional baggage that he would have to deal with if he wanted to be with me,”

“It’s not ‘dealing with it’ It’s accepting your flaws as a part of you, and I love every part of you,” Hoseok said, leaning closer into me.

“Love?”

“Mhm, that’s what I said.”

Hoseok leaned in even closer until we pressed our foreheads together. Neither of us said anything, we just looked into each other's eyes, comfortably this time, with nothing but the forest ambiance to break the silence. “I’m telling you, Jung, there is a lot of baggage,” I sighed somberly. “And I’m willing to help you cope with it,” He said. “I have a kid, Jung,” I pointed out, subconsciously trying to find any deal breaker now rather than later.

“I know, and he’s adorable.” He smiled. “That doesn’t make you feel weird?” I asked. Hoseok shook his head. “Not at all. When I said every part of you, I meant it Y/n,” He stressed, bring up one of his hands to cup my face. “You’re so nice it’s annoying sometime,” I joked, leaning into his touch. Hoseok merely laughed.

I don’t know how it happened.

Or why I didn’t realize it.

Slowly but surely, we leaned in, looking each other in the eye until mine closed. I felt Hoseok’s soft lips on my own only moments after. It was like breathing for the first time. The feeling that erupted in my chest was addictive. I could already tell that much. If I was freezing, this kiss would warm me up. If I was hurt, this kiss was like ice on a wound. This kiss was pure relief. Relief that I finally spoke up, relief that I didn’t chicken out.

Relief that I could finally be happy.

Hoseok’s lips were like saccharine marshmallows created by the gentlest of deities. The heart shape of them fit perfectly against my own, like our lips were lost puzzle pieces needed to create the perfect picture of happiness. His earthy forest scent filled my nose. It used to be calming. Now it was downright hypnotic. His hands felt like warm embers against my skin, surrounding me in a shroud of warmth and comfort.

I gripped my hands in his coat, pulling him even closer than he already was. I wanted to feel nothing but his warm embrace. I felt his lips curve into a smile as he kissed me deeper, bringing me farther into his trance. My knees were on the verge of buckling, but I willed them to stay still so I could savor this moment just a bit longer. Just a bit more.

Hoseok pulls away slightly to let out a sigh that hit my red lips. We were still pressed close. The slightest of breezes could blow me over and his soft lips would be on mine again. “Look at what you do to me,” Hoseok whispered, looking me in my eyes with his lidded ones that were filled with adoration. I was confused for a minute before I felt something soft hit my leg. I looked down, holding back a giggle when I saw Hoseok’s tail swinging madly, faster than I’ve seen it go before.

“I’m happy too,”

“You knew I had a crush on you, didn’t you?”

“I mean, I'm a hybrid so I can smell it...”

“Embarrassment can’t begin to describe how I feel,”

“Aww but it was cute.”

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writingmyanxietyaway · 3 years

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I Made Cookies! | Andrew DeLuca

Requested by anon: Yay💛😁😁 I was thinking of being Deluca's sister, also sharing the apartment with Arizona w/ the prompts 33 and 75 :D

Word count: 960

Warning: drinking, maybe one or two boo-boo words

Note: not my gif! I hope this is what you meant! Enjoy xx

#33 - ‘What did I say?’ ‘You told me to behave.’ ‘What did you do?’ ‘The exact opposite.’

#75 - ‘Are you drunk?’

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‘- so yeah, the mom is doing great and the baby is healthy. Uhuh, yeah, that’s what I said.’ Arizona fumbled with the keys in her hands while she spoke to April on the phone. ‘Uhm, April, I’m gonna have to call you back.’ Arizona threw her stuff down next to the door as she took in the scene before her. The room was covered in birthday decorations, music burst through the apartment and you were singing along loudly in the kitchen, covered in flour.

‘Y/N, hey! What are you doing?’ she called over the music. You jumped around when you heard her voice and turned down the music.

‘Arizona! Hi! Don’t you just love this?!’ you exclaimed. There was clearly something off about you.

‘Are you drunk?’ Arizona asked. You carefully hid the bottle of wine that was standing next to you behind your back and shook your head with a smile.

‘Nope!’ you stated proudly. She raised her eyebrows and gave you that ‘mom’ look. ‘Okay, maybe I am, so what?’

‘I literally left for two days and I come back to this.. Seriously Y/N, what did I say?’ she asked, clearly unamused by what you did to the house.

‘You told me to behave..’

‘And what did you do?’

‘The exact opposite.’

You pouted your lips and looked around the beautifully decorated room. No-one had been home for your birthday as it was a national holiday, so you threw yourself a nice birthday party. You’d done your best to decorate the house a little, but somewhere along the way you found a bottle of wine and that soon turned into two bottles, an over-the-top decorated house and a messy kitchen.

‘I just wanted a fun birthday! If no-one’s here, the least I can do is make it fun for myself and the mice,’ you mumbled and pointed to the little hole in the wall where the grey animals had been hiding out since a day. You didn’t mean to get drunk, but you’d had a rough couple of weeks. Firstly, your boyfriend broke up with you, secondly you got into a huge fight with your brother Andrew and thirdly you had lost a patient.

‘I love you Arizony, please don’t be mad at meeeee,’ you slurred. She sighed and sat you down on the couch. Handing you a glass of water, she pulled out her phone and texted Andrew how she’d found you drunk and alone in your apartment. Within a minute he replied saying he was on his way.

‘Am I a bad person, Ari? Be honest.’ That glass of water seemed to sober you up immediately as you stared at the now empty glass.

‘Why would you be a bad person?’ she asked. She sat down next to you and pulled you to her side. You cuddled up against her and sighed.

‘Me and Andy got into a fight earlier this week and he said some pretty nasty things. I don’t understand why he constantly has to throw me under the bus whenever he’s talking about me to Bailey. I almost got fired on friday,’ you mumbled, rubbing your tired eyes. The mascara you wore was now smudged around your eyes, but Arizona wiped it away. She held your face in her hands and looked at you with pity in her eyes. ‘And then Noah broke up with me yesterday.. on my birthday! And he said that I didn’t give him enough space and I always yell at him. I haven’t even spoken to him in the last few weeks. He’s never even home!’

You heard the door open and close. You squeezed your eyes shut, not wanting anyone else but Arizona to see you like this, so you shoved your face deeper in Arizona’s embrace.

‘Muppet, look at me.’ It was Andrew.

‘Go away Andrew. I don’t want to talk to you.’ You never said his actual name unless you were serious. Andrew’s face fell into a frown. A feeling in your gut told you he wouldn’t be leaving anytime soon, so you sprinted to your bedroom and locked the door behind you.

‘I’m sorry, okay? I shouldn’t have said any of those things and neither should I have left you alone on your birthday. That was a dick-move. And I heard about Noah. Please unlock the door, ducky. You know I hate seeing you upset,’ he pleaded through the door.

‘I. don’t. want. to. talk. Andrew.’ You knew you were being childish, but you were hurt and drunk. The doorknob jiggled and soon enough the door opened and a smiling Andrew popped in your room, a screwdriver in hand.

‘Wasn’t planning on breaking a door open today, but here we are,’ he mumbled. You groaned and pushed your face deeper in the fluffy green pillow you were laying on. ‘Talk to me. Yell at me. Hit me. Do something.’ The desperation in his voice broke your tough act and you started sobbing like a mad man. You heard Andrew mumble and soon enough you were wrapped tightly in his arms.

‘It’s okay. I’ve got you,’ he kept whispering in your ear until you had calmed down. You sat up and leaned against your big brother. ‘We all go through rough break-ups. We’ve all lost a patient at least once, it’s inevitable. It sucks it all had to happen at the same time, but we’re here for you. We know the feeling and we know how to get out of it. So, grab your pillow and some snacks. We’re watching your favourite movie tonight.’

‘Can we have some wine?’ you called out to Andrew, who was already setting up the couch and tv. You heard two panicked voices yell back.

‘No!’

#andre deluca #andrew deluca x reader #andrew deluca imagine #giacomo gianniotti #greys anatomy imagine #grey's anatomy imagine #greys anatomy #grey's anatomy #prompt 33 #prompt 75

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