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extrashotodepresso · 8 months

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Bakugo X Reader

*Found Out*

This is an excerpt from a ridiculously long fic I made purely for my own entertainment. If you enjoy it let me know, if you don’t… *shrugs* reblogs are welcome , please do not share on other sites 💕

The title of the entire fic is actually “Quarantine with Benefits” but this is a stand alone snippet so I named it differently.

NSFW - DNI if under 18 - yes bish it has smuuut you’ve been warned.

Warnings: some violence, cringy as hell, unprotected sex (if I miss any let me know I guess)

Category: BakugoXFem!Reader , smut , angst , dumb feelings , KirishimaXFem!Reader mentioned but was never an actual thing , Kirishima is a pervert and a little crazy

When Kirishima got home that day and heard the primal moans coming from his roommates bedroom, he had smirked and even chuckled a little. His best friend Bakugo had been in a terrible mood for months, maybe he would lighten up a little after this. It was hardly an inconvenience to Kirishima in any case—Bakugo never brought girls back home and it was such a rare occurrence he was more curious than irritated at the explosive sounds of passion echoing through the apartment.

He had planned on just putting away the groceries he had brought home and then leaving for a few hours to go to the gym so Bakugo and his... visitor would have plenty of privacy. That plan quickly went to shit.

As he walked down the hall to sneak into his bedroom and grab his gym bag he halted when he heard what seemed like a very familiar female voice ringing out in pure euphoria. His earlier curiosity at who this visitor could possibly be began to overwhelm him. Was it a mutual friend? Or maybe some pro hero he knew?

“Right there- Katsu- mmhmmm!” He couldn’t deny the twitch he felt in his shorts at the luscious sounds - gods, he could hear everything so clearly - and despite himself, he turned from his own doorway to look toward Bakugo’s room.

The door was open ever so slightly, as if whoever had entered had attempted to close it but was too distracted. Kirishima was ashamed at the heat he could feel building in his core, almost disgusted by the increasing arousal he was feeling. He knew- knew - that he should just leave right then, but something in him couldn’t bear the thought.

“That’s right— agh, fuck — tell me what you want (Y/N)—“ Bakugo’s voice was strained, broken. Kirishima’s heart stopped.

Surely he heard wrong.

There was no way.

Bakugo knew how Kirishima felt about you. It would be completely against the bro code to go after you after Kirishima had pined over you for years. He wouldn’t just take you for himself, right? He wouldn’t betray him like this... would he?

His feet moved without him really registering what was happening. Years of hero work had provided him with stealthily quiet steps- even if you weren’t so...distracted you wouldn’t have noticed his presence. Kirishima peered through the crack in the door, at war with himself. His brain was screaming for him to look away, just leave... but his falling heart won and continued to urge him forward almost against his own will. He peered through the crack in the door, holding his breath as best as he could.

For a moment, he couldn’t see just who his friend was hooking up with; all he could see was the muscular expanse of Bakugo’s back, two long, shapely legs wrapped around his waist while he pounded into the woman’s soft, bruising flesh. He watched as Bakugo lowered his head, heard the demented gasps and pants and then the wet sounds of what seemed to be an incredibly passionate kiss.

Feminine arms wrapped up and around his neck, pulling him closer, dainty hands clawing down his back when he complied.

“(Y/N)—“ Bakugo moaned your name again, and Kirishima could practically hear his own heart shattering.

Having been best friends since high school, Kirishima had heard (and unfortunately walked in on) his friend in a few lewd situations before, but he knew immediately this was different. He noticed the way Bakugo caressed your thigh gently as he slowed his pace, melting into your chest and swallowing your moans with his mouth like they were honey.

This wasn’t just a hook up. Not to Bakugo.

Kirishima was becoming overwhelmed with emotion as he flipped around, unable to watch anymore. He slumped into the wall, though this was unbearable he had apparently become a glutton for punishment and couldn’t bring himself to leave.

“Katsuki— please, faster... I’m— mmmph! I’m so c-close!”

“No. Not until you admit it.” Bakugo growled like some sort of feral beast, but Kiri could hear the undertone of need in his voice. He was begging you for something. What? What more could he possibly want from you?

“Katsu— you know I can’t- I - I can’t.”

“Then maybe I should just stop.”

“God, no! Don’t stop- please, please don’t stop!”

“Then say it.” Bakugo paused. “Say it, damn it!” His voice rang out almost violently- the pathetic whimper from you almost sprung Kirishima into action. If Bakugo was hurting you he swore he would—

“Y-you’re the only one for me Katsuki...” The words were yours. Quiet, but definitely yours.

“Louder.” The slapping sound of sweaty flesh increased in pace suddenly.

“You’re the only one!” You yelled out, voice raw with desire.

“Fuck— again.” Bakugo’s thrusts sounded even more desperate now, like he was trying with everything he had not to come undone.

“Fu- I —- hah—- I’m yours, Katsuki Bakugo— I’m all y-your-fuuuuck— God I fucking love you!”

The two of you moaned as you came together and Kirishima remained standing outside of the door , simply empty and stunned. He knew he needed to leave. His legs felt like lead, he felt the sting of tears threatening to leave his eyes.

He was completely destroyed.

A long silence lapsed as Kirishima tried to collect enough air in his lungs- had it always been this hard to breathe?

“Did you mean it?” He heard a muffled Bakugo, speaking to you. His tone was softer and sweeter than Kirishima had ever heard, fragile, like his entire world’s existence depended on your answer to his question.

There was a long pause from you, then what sounded like a kiss.

“Katsu... I... it’s complicated. You know we can’t-“

“I didn’t ask if we can, idiot. I asked if you love me.” Another pause, another sweet kiss.

“Yes.” You replied this time without restraint. “Yes, I love you.”

That was it. The last straw. Kirishima’s body moved before he could even think, heading to the front door and slamming it as hard as he could behind him.

***

“What the fuck was that?” You asked, shooting up from your place underneath Bakugo. He reflexively rolled off of you, also alarmed by the sudden slamming sound.

“It’s probably Kirishima.” His face blanched, his voice thick with what sounded like dread.

“Fuck do you think he-“ You began but couldn’t bring yourself to finish the sentence.

“I don’t know. Hold on.” Bakugo stood and shuffled on his discarded sweatpants before leaving the room. He was trying to look casual, you could tell, but the tension in his shoulders spoke volumes. You sat there for a moment, covering yourself in his sheets protectively, waiting for him obediently. Finally he returned.

“He’s gone now. But he was definitely here.”

“Do you think-“

“He heard us? Fuck yeah I do. You weren’t exactly quiet, princess.” Bakugo spoke with a mild smirk, but his tone made his concern evident.

“Shit.” You collapsed onto the bed for a moment, silence filling the room at your declaration.

How had you gone from insanely happy to pure panic in a manner of moments? The maelstrom of emotion began to overtake you. You needed to leave.

Rolling out of the bed clumsily you searched for your jeans- pulling them on quickly before beginning your search for your other clothes.

“What are you doing?” Bakugo asked, gruffly. You didn’t answer, your heart racing as guilt began to flood through you. Finding your shirt you yanked it on. “Yo. Brat. I asked you a question.”

You still didn’t want to answer, at any possible moment the dam could burst and you didn’t want to cry in front of Bakugo. Not now, not ever. As you began storming towards the door he grabbed your arm.

“(Y/N). Talk to me.” His voice was strained.

“I can’t right now Bakugo.” You shoved his arm off. “This is all... it’s just too much. I can’t do this.” Without looking at him you stormed out as quickly as you could.

For months now you had denied your feelings for Bakugo because you knew it was wrong on so many levels. He was best friends with Kirishima. Your Kirishima. You cursed yourself for being such a fickle woman. Not long ago you thought you wanted Kiri. Then you go and fuck his best friend. Worse than that; you had fallen in love with Bakugo even though your feelings for Kirishima remained unresolved.

You felt weak. Cruel. Dirty.

You hated yourself.

***

What the hell?

Bakugo was dumbstruck. Finally, you had admitted what he had known for a while— you had finally told him you loved him too. He was the happiest man in the world for exactly ten seconds.

And then fucking Kirishima happened.

Did you still have feelings for that asshole? Was that the problem? And what about Kirishima? How much did he know now?

Bakugo tried to take his mind off of it, going through a few beers while he zoned out to whatever was on the TV. He couldn’t pay attention, his mind was racing. Should he have chased after you? No, whatever you were going through right now would probably be better figured out without him. But what if he lost you and his best friend in the same day? He didn’t think he would ever be able to recover.

He cursed himself for being so goddamn weak. He knew the first time he had ever touched you it wouldn’t end well. Fuck, he knew the first day he saw you that you would destroy him.

Before you, he would have resolved this emptiness he was feeling by punching something, by going out and beating some poor asshole half to death. Old Bakugo would be flipping his shit now, but he reminded himself old Bakugo wouldn’t deserve you.

He needed to keep it the fuck together. Or he would definitely lose you.

He frowned into his beer, pretending to watch whatever was on. By the time Kirishima got back, he wouldn’t have been able to tell anything was wrong. Bakugo was completely casual, strung over the couch lazily and barely looking up when the front door opened.

“Hey bro!” Kirishima sounded as chipper as ever.

“Sup.” Bakugo returned the greeting. “You’re home late.”

“Gym.”

“Ah.”

“So—“ Bakugo looked over his shoulder, watching Kiri reach into the fridge and grab his own beer before walking back to the couch. “Had some company today, huh?” He wiggled his eyebrows dramatically. Bakugo raised a brow.

“What do you mean?”

“Oh come on— I came home for a bit earlier.” Kirishima smirked into his beer, but there was a glint in his eye that was making Bakugo uneasy.

“So?”

“Sheesh. I thought you might be in a better mood after what I heard.” He laughed, almost menacingly. “Guess she wasn’t that good, huh?” Bakugo clenched his jaw, feeling the anger bubbling inside but he tried to ignore it. He thought he could sense something in his friends tone, but if he was wrong... well he owed it to you to try not to start a fight over nothing.

“Oof, that bad, huh?” Kirishima snickered again.

“Shut the fuck up.” Bakugo stood up and walked away, chugging the remainder of his beer before aggressively throwing the emptied bottle into the recycling bin. He was just going to head back to his room but Kirishima had already blocked his path by the time he turned around.

“Oh, did I strike a nerve? So what, is she like, your girlfriend or something?”

“None of your fucking business.” Bakugo scoffed, trying again to walk around Kirishima. The stubborn redhead wouldn’t quit, moving to block him off again.

“Now that definitely hit a nerve. Come on, Bakubro, let’s have a chat.” Okay. Bakugo definitely wasn’t imagining it. Kirishima was acting strange. “Answer the question. She your girlfriend?” Bakugo simply scowled, searching his friend’s eyes for clues on what the fuck he was thinking. “I’m guessing not based off of that reaction... so what, huh? She’s just some easy fuck?”

That was it. Bakugo lunged towards Kirishima, grabbing him by the collar and shoving him into a wall.

“Don’t ever fucking talk about her like that or I will fucking end you.” He growled through his teeth, his free palm already crackling in suspense.

“I know.” Kirishima spat. “I know it was (Y/N). You fucking asshole!” Kirishima had used his quirk to harden his arm, landing an immediate uppercut to Bakugo which he hadn’t anticipated. Bakugo stumbled back, adjusting quickly into his fighting stance.

“Don’t make me kick your ass, shitty hair.”

“I can’t fucking believe you!” Kirishima ignored him, swinging again and trying to land another hit onto Bakugo’s face. Bakugo quickly dodged and Kirishima’s fist collided into the kitchen island instead, blowing a chunk of marble off, broken pieces littering the floor. “You fucking know how I feel about her! You asshole!” He tried to swing again with his opposite arm but Bakugo dodged again.

Kirishima was in a blind rage, desperate to land just one more blow. Despite beginning this fight, Bakugo focused on defense, reminding himself that you wouldn’t be happy to know he fucked up your precious ‘Kiri’.

“How could you do this to me, man?” Kirishima was panting heavily, hunched over, fists clenched like he still wanted to fight but his anger had turned into something softer. Something sadder.

“I-“ Bakugo struggled to speak. He had deliberately stepped aside the very first night he saw you and Kirishima meet. It was to this day his biggest regret. He wanted to explain everything— he wanted to convince Kirishima that he had made the only reasonable choice, that the first day he had seen you, a piece of him had been stitched into that moment— he had never been quite as whole as when he was with you. He wanted to explain that you were everything he didn’t know he needed but now he couldn’t live without, no matter the cost. Kirishima would understand if he could just feel what Bakugo felt. This wasn’t some crush, you were his weakness. His soul.

Of course, despite the recent influence you’d had on him, at the end of the day he was still Bakugo so he couldn’t actually bring himself to say any of that.

“Just… shut the fuck up, man.” Was all he could manage to say.

Even still, there must have been something in his voice or face that caused Kirishima to freeze. They stood for a moment, simply staring at each other. Neither could bring themselves to speak for a while.

“Fuck, dude. You have to be kidding me.” Kirishima uttered and stepped back for a minute, betrayal and shock written on his face. “Does she know?”

Bakugo’s heart sunk.

“You know what? I don’t have to fucking explain myself to you.” Bakugo’s sadness had turned back into his cool cover of resentment. “Fuck you. I’m leaving.” He stormed out, leaving Kirishima standing amongst a pile of rubble.

What a mess you all had created.

***

Your apartment buzzer went off, you moved to the door and checked the camera to see Bakugo standing there, hands shoved into his pockets.

“Go away Bakugo. I don’t want to see you.”

“Let me the fuck up, (Y/N). He knows.”

Your heart sank and with moderate hesitation you buzzed him up. You paced in front of your door, ripping it open as soon as you heard his footsteps in the hallway.

His eyes widened in surprise. He had lifted his hand to knock, apparently not expecting you to be so eager to talk. You grabbed him by the shirt and pulled him into your apartment before checking the hall in front of your door in a very paranoid fashion.

“Jesus, 007, calm the fuck down.” Bakugo snickered, despite himself.

“Shut up. Sit down. Tell me everything.”

“You’re pretty sexy when you’re being bossy, have I ever told you that?” He was leaning on the back of your couch, arms crossed as he admired you with an amused expression. You simply glared.

He exhaled sharply, walking around the couch before sinking into it.

“He was there. He knew it was you. He confronted me about it. Was pissed.”

“Oh god I hoped this wouldn’t happen.” You groaned.

“Embarrassed that someone knows you’re fucking me?”

“Yes, Bakugo. Because everything is always about you.” You rolled your eyes as you paced back and forth, chewing on your fingernail.

“What does it even fucking matter anyway, huh?” He said after a few moments of your anxious silence. At this you brought your head up to face him. “If he came here, right now. Said he wanted to be with you, what would you do? Huh? What the fuck would you do? Hours ago you’re creaming all over my cock saying you love me. You came to me, (Y/N). Not him. Me. You begged me to let you in, to make it all better. And I did. Because when it comes to you I do really stupid shit because I -“ It all came out in a tumble of words, the closest thing to confessing his tormented feelings he had ever gotten and would likely ever get but he couldn’t quite continue the last sentence. Your eyes widened, your throat dry and head spinning at the barrage of questions and lewd language.

“You still waiting for him to come around?” He kept going when you made no move to say anything and he could collect himself. “If he showed up right here, right fucking now, would I not be good enough? Is that fucking it?”

“Katsuki- no- I-“

“Well then I need to fucking know what the fuck I mean to you. It’s time, (Y/N).” He stood up, now. “I-“ another deep breath as he walked over to you. “Despite the fact that you’re a complete fucking idiot I love you more than I ever thought I could love another person. I want you. In every way. If that’s not for you, or you want him, this ends here. Now. I’m not-“ he swallowed, now unable to look at you at all. “I’m not coming after you anymore. You decide. I’m done.”

He walked to the door, closing it softly behind him while you were left to stand staring at the empty space he had occupied, tears beginning to spill down your cheeks in the silence.

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acenolee · 11 months

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BTS Reaction To You Getting Flustered

I’m not sure how well the writing is going to be in this post, I’m really writing this at 1 AM so I’m a little out of it. Anyways I just thought about this after watching a video of BTS being hilarious on interviews, so I said why not?

Some of these are going to be very long so I hope you don’t mind. And I really apologize for any cringy writing.

Seokjin

“Seokjin!” You squeaked as he pressed a kiss to your forehead and wrapped you up in his arms, practically carrying you to the couch so you two could snuggle.

You, becoming immensely shy, started to pull away, unable to meet his gaze, but he grabbed your hand to prevent you from leaving.

“Aish, where are you trying to go Y/N?” Seokjin pouted, suddenly doing an aegyo that made your cheeks redden. When you pulled away again Seokjin whined in a playful voice, “Jagi stop pulling away from me. Talk to me baby - I know you’re gushing over just how handsome I am so how are you supposed to see me if you’re looking away?”

“D-dinner, Jin.” You managed to choke out. “Dinner.”

“Yes what about it?”

Finally you managed to wriggle free and hurried to the kitchen, busying yourself with finishing the remaining uncooked food. Jin’s gaze burned at the back of your neck, but you didn’t dare look at him.

“It’ll be ready in a second.”

“Baby…” Jin trailed off, hurt clear in his voice when you didn’t respond to his call. All he’d wanted to do was make you smile but it seemed as though he’d only made you mad.

It was only when you turned to grab some celery off the counter that he noticed how shy you’d become. Then it dawned on him.

Jin leaped up and hurried over. Startled, you whirled around about to reiterate what you’d said before, but he was already cupping your face and gently rubbing your cheek with his thumb whilst a soft smile spread across his face, complimenting his already godly facial features.

You were a mess. You were a red tomato and too shy to look him in the eyes - or to even open your mouth and utter a single word, for the matter. Seokjin tried to get you to look at him, but that was too much for you to handle. “I-I have to make dinner,” You stammered, trying to find a way to excuse yourself. But Seokjin wasn’t having any of it.

“Y/N, look at me.” He said gently, and finally you lifted your chin to meet his imploring gaze, only becoming redder. “Baby you don’t have to be shy around me, hm?”

You nodded timidly. “I-I know but I can’t help it. I’m sorry.”

“Nonsense.” Seokjin immediately replied. “You don’t need to apologize.”

He didn’t ever want you to feel so shy around him that you felt like you couldn’t speak. He just wanted to cuddle and pamper you.

After a moment you let Seokjin guide you back to the couch and onto his lap, dinner forgotten, and began cuddling. Seokjin ran his fingers through your hair and you let your head rest against his chest briefly, closing your eyes and allowing a peace to wash over you. The two of you laid like this for a while, you finally calm and Seokjin beaming because he could cuddle you.

But then you felt a warm breath against your ear and Seokjin whispering mischievously,

“You’re lucky you’re so cute baby; I only stopped because tonight I’m going to tease you so much that you won’t even remember your own name.”

And then the whole process of you trying to run away started all over again.

Agh, that boy is going to drive you crazy.

Yoongi

“Here,” you said a little a little nervously, leaving the sticky notes that were filled with the lyrics you’d written. Yoongi had wanted to test your music making skills, so he’d practically begged you to write a song for him and you’d finally agreed, much to your own doubts. “I’m not sure if it’s good or not.”

“I’m sure its amazing, Y/N.” Yoongi said almost instantaneously, immediately reaching over to flip through the sticky notes and beckoning for you to sit in the chair opposite of him. As you took a seat and reached for you phone, already stressing about how awful the lyrics you’d written were going to be, Yoongi suddenly whirled around and stared at you with wide eyes.

“W-what is it?” You said, looking back at him and then to the sticky notes.

“Y/N,” he said, “these are wonderful.” And then he was all over you, patting your head and showing his iconic gummy smile, showering you in countless compliments. “What other hidden talents do you have?”

You blushed and pulled away, hiding your face from his view. Yoongi paused, confused by your reaction and also a little annoyed. Didn’t you want your work to be praised?

“It’s nothing.” You mumbled. “I’m sure they’re pretty bland compared to yours.”

For a couple of moments, Yoongi didn’t say anything. He was just silent, and you began to worry that you’d upset him somehow. But you were still so flustered from all of his compliments that you didn’t have the courage to look up to see his reaction.

“Jagi,” Yoongi finally said, bending down. He tilted his head so he could look into your eyes, but you quickly turned around, covering your face with your palm. And suddenly your reaction made so much sense to him. He wouldn’t admit it, but he found your shyness to be so cute and wasted no time on teasing you about it. “Aww, don’t be so shy. Your so cute like this, I didn’t know anyone’s face could turn so red.”

At that you cringed inwardly and buried your face into your palms. At this point it would be better to melt into a puddle, you concluded.

“Don’t hide cutie, I promise I won’t poke fun to badly~”

As Yoongi peelef your hands away from your face, he felt pride surge through him and vowed to show the rest of the boys your work later. He gently rubbed circles into your back to calm you. He didn’t want you to feel shy, but he loved how flustered you’d become. I mean - your entire face was burning up and you couldn’t even utter a single word.

After Yoongi helped you calm down, he mused, “You know, I might need you to write some more songs for me”

You giggled, still a bit flustered from his earlier comments. “I don’t know, if your just going to tease me about it then I don’t see the point.”

“The point is to get that adorable little flustered face of yours, that’s the point cutie.”

“Stop it!”

“Stop what?” Yoongi leaned forward and gave you his gummy smile, making you dissolve into flustered giggles.

“Aww, look at my baby getting so shy again, how adorable~”

Hoseok

“Are you alright, jagi?” Hoseok asked, immediately picking up on your foul mood as you came home from work.

You sighed tiredly, rubbing your temples as you took off your shoes and hung your coat up in the closest. You didn’t reply as you walked over to the living room and threw yourself onto the couch, closing your eyes.

Hoseok hurried to finish washing the dishes and then came to join you on the couch. He wanted to cuddle you and hold your hand to soothe you, but you rejected all of his affection, far too worked up and restless. So instead Hoseok settled for slinging one of his arms around you shoulders.

“Bad day?” He asked.

“Sorta.” You replied tightly.

“Do I need to go yell at anyone?”

“No, it’s okay.”

At your exasperation, Hoseok backed off a little, opting to turn on the TV and go grab some snacks and a blanket for the two of you to share.

When he returned, he draped the blanket over you and set the snacks down on the coffee table. He hoped that some food would and a warm blanket help you feel better, coupled with his cuddles.

As the movie dragged on late into the night, the two of you wolfing down the snacks within a few minutes, you found yourself calming down and feeling guilty about being so short-tempered with Hoseok. Looking over, you saw that Hoseok had his arms folded in his lap and head drooping to the side, eyes closed and breath gentle.

You watched him for awhile. The temptation to cuddle him was starting to overwhelm you, but you hesitated, not wanting to disturb his sleep as you knew it was something that Hoseok rarely got enough of. After a while, you finally surrendered to your own temptations and slowly inched closer until you could lean your head against his chest and wrap your hands around his shoulders. Sighing gently, you closed your eyes and listened to the steady rhythm of his heartbeat.

After a few moments, Hosoek suddenly wrapped his arm around you and patted your head. You looked up to see a huge grin spreading across his face.

“You are so cute jagi.” He cooed, and you blushed. “I didn’t know I was your personal stress ball.”

Flustered, you pulled back and said quite shyly, “Sorry Hobi, I couldn’t help it.”

He smiled at you. “I know you can’t resist this beautiful face, sweetie.” At your sudden flushed state, he chuckled and teased, “Aww, is someone getting shy? I didn’t know you were part tomato.”

“Oh be quiet!” You looked away, a smile rising to your cheeks.

“Just look at this beautiful smile!” Hoseok exclaimed, poking your cheeks. “My, baby you are so precious!”

At his continued teasing, you pulled away and pouted, “I just wanted to snuggle you. Why are you being so mean all the sudden?”

“And snuggle me you shall!” Hoseok declared, pulling you back into him.

As Hoseok pulled you into his arms, you let out a giggle as he continued to poke fun at you and shower you with praise. The night ended with him teasing you and trying to get your tomato face on camera so he could send it to the rest of Bangtan.

Man, did he adore the hell out of you.

Namjoon

“Y/N?” Namjoon called softly as he stepped into the apartment. He knew you liked to work well into the night, and sometimes loud noises startled you if you were to engrossed with your thoughts.

Hearing him call your name, you quickly responded from the next room over, completely forgetting about your sketchbook sprawled on your desk and flipped open to the page you’d just spent hours working on. When Namjoon walked into the room, you were already on your feet and throwing your arms around his shoulders.

“Aww jagi did you miss me?” Namjoon cooed, welcoming the embrace. You blushed and buried your face in his chest to hide yourself, just wanting to be near him as exhaustion finally settled over you. Unfortunately for you, Namjoon had spotted your sketchbook and asked, “What’s that?”

“Hm?” In your sleepy state, you were a bit slow to realize that Namjoon had inched towards the desk to take a peek at your sketchbook. It was only when he said, “Oh wow jagi, did you draw this? It’s so beautiful baby, just like you. You never told me you were such an amazing artist.”

And suddenly you were wide awake. Namjoon’s compliment had you red as a tomato. Flustered, you immediately pried it away from his hands and flipped the sketchbook closed, tossing it carelessly away whilst stammering, “I-It’s nothing Joon. Just forget you even-I mean, uh, can we just talk about something…you know I got these new shoes today?”

Namjoon stared back at you, shocked by your reaction. You had turned around and were trying to look very busy inspecting your shoes, your eyes landing everywhere but on him. Stepping around you, he went to ask if you were quite alright, wondering if he’d accidentally stumbled upon something that was near and dear to you, but then he noticed how red your face was and that you were trying your hardest to ignore him. Oh how adorable you were, Namjoon couldn’t help but giggle at your reaction.

“Is my little sunflower getting shy?” Namjoon teased lightly, crushing you in a hug, chuckling at your squeals of embarrassment. “Your work is so beautiful, why don’t you show it off more often?”

When you were so flustered that you couldn’t respond with an intelligent response and hid your face in your hands, Namjoon lightly grabbed your hands and pulled them away from your face, titling your chin up until you had to look at him.

“Don’t hide from me, jagi~” He hummed, reaching for your sketchbook.

“Namjoon don’t-”

“Don’t what? I want to see what else you’ve drawn.” Ignoring your squeaks of protest, he started to flip through all of your most recent sketches, meanwhile you were reddening every time he made a compliment or opened up to a new page. “I’ve never seen you so flustered before. Your just so adorable I might use this as an advantage to see that cute smile of yours every now and then”

“Stop it! You’re so mean!”

“You’re just so cute I can’t help it~”

And indeed did Namjoon exploit this little discovery. He thought it was adorable how flustered you got over this one incident, and soon learned that compliments and affection were enough to make you red in the face and squeal and pout, something that made him incredibly happy.

Jimin

“Comfortable?” Jimin asked quietly, shifting on the couch so you had more room.

“Yes.” You replied, letting yourself lean against his shoulder. “You make a great cushion.”

Jimin chuckled and flashed you a smile that sent your heart fluttering. “Good to know.”

He grabbed the remote and pressed play, the excitement evident on his face. You on the other hand were a little nervous. Jimin had finally convinced the other boys to let you stay for a sleepover, and had suggested watching scary movies all night to see who could go the longest without being scared.

But now you were regretting agreeing, especially considering this was only your “second date” with him.

As the time ticked by, you found yourself beginning to become more relaxed. Jimin had slung his arm around your neck, and you felt completely safe with him. To both of your surprise, the two of you were doing pretty well.

That was until a particularly startling jump scare occurred and you nearly flew out of your seat, grabbing Jimin’s hand without thinking and smothering him in a bear hug.

Jimin startled as he felt your viselike grip coupled with you suddenly wrapping your arms around him and burying your face in his shoulder. He blushed but didn’t say anything, both flustered and unsure of how to handle the situation.

After a few moments you dared to open your eyes, breathing heavily. And then you froze as you realized that you were clutching his hand and practically suffocating him, beginning to turn redder than an apple. The two of you stared uncertainly at each other for a couple of minutes.

“I’m sorry!” You yelped as soon as you steeled yourself, pulling away and becoming flustered as apologies tumbled out of your mouth.

“It’s okay.” Jimin replied quickly, running his fingers through his own hair and looking away. “I don’t mind. It was cute.”

Again you froze. “Y-you didn’t mind?”

Jimin shook his head. “No.” He wouldn’t admit it but he actually loved it when you hugged him. “When you’re scared you’re actually really adorable. I’m not sure exactly sure how you do it but you manage to pull it off.”

Embarrassed, you ducked your head and let out a mortified squeak. Jimin noticed and took a moment to look at you. And then a mischievous grin spread across his face.

“Wow Y/N, I didn’t know you could be so cute.” He cooed, his voice so soft that it was more like a loving purr. Jimin practically had hearts as eyes as he reached over and grabbed your face. “No need to act all shy now love. You’re just a little ball of nerves aren’t you sweetie?”

You giggled shyly as he booped your nose and pushed your hair back so he could look into your eyes.

“S-stop teasing me.” You pouted, scrunching up your nose. “It’s not fair.”

“Everything’s fair when it comes to this beauty you see right here, jagi. And there’s nothing you can do about it! I find that really adorable.”

And now he really had you blushing as he gave you a dazzling smile. You were a puddle of giggles and squeaks as he proceeded to tease you further, only stopping when you couldn’t talk from just how giggly you’d gotten.

Taehyung

“Aegyo or aegyo?” Taehyung asked, leaning closer to you so he could see your reaction. He thought it was more than adorable at the puzzled expression on your face.

“That’s the same thing!” You complained, already feeling a bit flustered at the way he kept beaming at you.

“Yes I know. I can’t have you choosing something else silly, I know you love my aegyo more than anything.”

Taehyung smiled cutely and you giggled into your hands, feeling your cheeks warm as he suddenly started to take pictures of you and coo over how adorable you were.

It seemed that just about anything could make you flustered, and Taehyung lived for it. He loved to tease you and make you giggle - he did it all the time and still claimed he wasn’t doing it intentionally.

That boy was going to be the death of you.

“Jagi why are you hiding?” Taehyung teased, pulling your hands away from your face. “You seem flustered all of the sudden and I’m just wondering why.”

“You know why!” You pouted, crossing your arms and refusing to look at him.

“Do I?” He asked innocently and pretended to think about it for a moment. “Hmm, I can’t seem to think of a reason why I guess you’ll just have to enlighten me.”

When you didn’t respond, Taehyung suddenly wrapped you up in his arms and said, “C’mere cutie.”

You didn’t think too much about it as he often did this. That is until he slipped his hands underneath your arms and started to poke your armpits.

“Taehyung stop it!” You giggled, swatting at his hands as he started tickling you.

“What?” He asked innocently, smirking as you flushed and tried to wiggle out of his arms, but he’d caught you in a strong embrace and didn’t plan on letting you escape.

You squeaked when he drew your heads closer together and started peppering you with ticklish kisses, his eyes glowing with adoration for you.

“Wow, you’re so red jagi! I know I’m cute but I didn’t know I could make you look so adorable with just one measly hug!”

Blushing and still laughing as his hands attacked your tummy, you closed your eyes and reluctantly relented, “Yes yes, fine you’re cute. That’s why I was so flustered before - happy?”

Chuckling, Taehyung stopped tickling you and let you relax, running his fingers through your hair. You let out a sigh of relief, allowing him to cuddle you.

“I’m sorry baby, but you know I only tease you so much because I love you right?”

“Yes I know.” You grumbled, although secretly you loved when Taehyung got into one of his playful moods. “You remind me every chance you get.”

He laughed and hummed in agreement, and the two of you fell asleep like that. Him laying on the couch with you bundled up in his arms.

Jungkook

“Kookie?” You called softly as you pushed your way into the dimly light room, trying not to drop the tray of food.

A second later you heard,

“I’m in my office!”

And turned to glance at the small, windowed room that housed Jungkook’s music studio, where, lately, Jungkook had disappeared to often as he was getting ready to go on tour with the boys.

Sighing, you carefully picked your way through the messy living room and opened the door to his studio. Notebooks were scattered all over the desk, and papers were strewn across the floor. Some of the recording equipment had been shoved quite carelessly against the back of the wall, and the cabinets were overflowing with writing utensils, water bottles, sticky notes, and other items. Small posters hung around the room, reminders, schedules, dates, and times scribbled all over them.

And Jungkook himself was bent over his computer, all his attention fixed on the screen.

Sighing again and wondering to yourself how Jungkook even managed to find his shoes in the morning, you carefully set the tray down on a mini table next to the side of the door, and went to tap Jungkook on the shoulder.

“Kookie, I made you some lunch.” You told him, briefly glancing at the computer screen to see that he was over viewing what the schedule for the arrival of the tour date would be like.

“Thank you Y/N but I’m busy.” Jungkook said without looking at you. “Maybe pack it away for later?”

You frowned, reaching over to run your fingers through his hair. “But Kook you need to eat. How will you preform on an empty stomach?”

“I’ve done it before and I’ll do it again.”

“That’s not healthy.”

Finally, Jungkook paused and turned around in his chair, looking up at you. “I have to-” And abruptly he froze.

Alarm shoot through you. “What’s wrong?” Following his gaze, you noticed that he was staring at the tray. Unease flitted through your veins. “Do you not like it?”

Silence spread between you and Jungkook. His mouth had dropped and was fully agape, staring wordlessly at the lunch you’d prepared for him. As you opened your mouth to ask if he didn’t like it and would rather just order takeout, Jungkook suddenly sprang to his feet and wrapped you up in his arms, pressing a kiss to your forehead. He relaxed against you and rested his head on your shoulder, a sigh escaping his lips.

Dumbfounded, you craned your head around to look at him. “Kook?”

“Y/N baby its perfect and so thoughtful.” He mumbled into your shoulder. “Thank you so much, I love you.”

At that, you blushed and turned your head away, suddenly growing shy at his compliment.

“I-I love you too, Jungkook.” You whispered back. As he held you, you became more and more red. “It’s nothing really - I just thought you might be hungry.”

Jungkook finally pulled away and looked at you, surprised to see how red you’d turned. “Jagi why is your face so red?”

You blushed even more. “I just wasn’t expecting you to do that.” You mumbled, not specifying what you were talking about. Jungkook raised his eyebrow. “It was so unexpected, like when you bring me roses.”

“I think your the rose.” He teased lightly, grinning.

“Oh hush,” You huffed, placing your hands on your hips. “You would be the rose in an instant if I so much as grabbed you hand.”

And now it was Jungkook’s turn to flush. You immediately pounced on the opportunity to tease the maknae and lifted yourself onto your toes, poking his cheek.

“Now look who’s getting all red.” You teased, bringing your heads closer. Jungkook let out a shy laugh and tried to pull away, but you wrapped your arms around his shoulders. “Bunny, you think you’re so tough don’t you? I can see right through you though, you big baby.”

Giggling adorably and flushing red, Jungkook suddenly cupped your face in his hands and replied. “Of course I’m tough! Have you seen my muscles?” He then proceeded to start calling you endearing terms like honey and cutie whist flexing off his muscles, making you flush. “See? You can’t hide from this bunny cutie.”

I don’t know if this is good or not. I just stayed up half the night writing this, hated it and thought about rewriting the entries, then decided to suck it up and just finish it the next day. Sorry if it’s not written well, I was really losing my mind writing this.

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moonbeam-dragon · 2 years

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Positive Charge Part 6

Moonrise! Here’s another little flashback~ We’re back to early days. Tw: Cringy teenager drama angst, Darkwing being a d!ck, cussing.

Darkwing pounded his fists against the door, starting to panic. “No, no, no!” he screamed, trying to pull open the door. “What were you thinking?!”

Megavolt threw his hands up, sparking in annoyance. “You think I meant to do this??” he asked. “If you hadn’t splashed the control panel-”

“If you hadn’t been tampering with it-”

“Oh, yeah! Blame the villain.”

“Of course I am blaming the villain! You got us stuck!”

“We wouldn’t be stuck if you hadn’t stumbled in here!”

This mission did not go as planned. Why? Because when Darkwing had chased Megavolt into the elevator, it had been tampered with. The rat had intended on trapping the other in here, but due to his bad memory, had only half-finished the hacking. Darkwing had attempted to use water against him, but had splashed the half-baked wiring and caused the elevator to break. It locked shut and moved around a bit, startling the enemies. So now they were locked in, who knows where, stuck together.

“Agh! You are impossible!” Darkwing shouted, stomping his foot. “What kind of villain traps himself with the hero? It’s like you were asking to get your tail kicked!”

Megavolt groaned. “Why do you turn everything into degrading me?”

Darkwing decided against answering and drew his fist back, taking a few steps into it. Megavolt jumped out of the way, sending a zap at the hero but missing. Darkwing snarled, going to hit him again.

With the small space of the elevator, it wasn’t easy to squabble. They kept running into the sides or throwing each other around. At some point, they’d hit their heads enough to get dizzy.

“Hiatus, hiatus!” Megavolt cried, putting his hands up and charging them to keep the duck at bay. Darkwing stopped mid-attack, panting. “Five minutes?”

Darkwing looked ready to object, but when the elevator suddenly jolted and dropped, he was perfectly still. “Is- Is the elevator falling?” he asked, looking around.

Megavolt gulped, nodding. “Feels like it. We need to figure a way out of here,” he said. “So quit trying to knock us out of the sky!”

Darkwing nodded, relaxing his body and slowly sitting down. “This is your fault.”

Megavolt sighed, sitting against the corner and hugging his legs. “Yeah, sure.”

“Really? You couldn’t even make proper trap before I got here??” Darkwing continued, rolling his eyes. “What, did you fry your brain trying to turn the light on?”

“This kind, I guess,” Megavolt said, looking away. That kind of hurt. But Darkwwing was probably right. Almost a whole two years and he was still trying to keep up with his adversary.

“I just might have bigger things to worry about than this. I mean, taking the lightbulbs from the advertising firm?” Darkwing said, motioning around them. “What’s that got to do with anything?”

“I’m trying to liberate them,” Megavolt admitted, glaring. “Do you know how many little bulbs are being enslaved and trapped on billboards? And you think I’m criminal!”

“L- Liberate them?”

Megavolt confirmed.

Darkwing snorted, then he cackled, then he was howling with laughter. “Are you serious?! That is the most dememnted thing I’ve ever heard you say!” he shouted, hitting his fist on the ground. “And that’s saying something!”

Megavolt growled. “Hey! Of course that’s what you’d think,” he said, crossing his arms. “You’re just like all of them. I’m the only one who can understand the lightbulbs! That’s why I have to save them.”

“Megavolt the Messiah,” Darkwing mused. “The Liberator of Lightbulbs. The Screwey Screensaver.”

“Cut you cut it out? All your bullshit is making it hard for me to think!” Megavolt snapped, slamming a hand on the ground and sending small sparks through the whole elevator. “If you want out, you’re going to need me.”

“I don’t need you for anything,” Darkwing said. “There are petty pick-pocketers more worth my attention!”

“Would you shut the hell up!?” Megavolt shouted, standing up. “I’m trying my best here! Trying my worst, I mean… You know what I mean!” The rat pulled at his hair, or what was left of it. He was suffering hair loss at the age of nineteen, thanks to his powers. It might also have to do with the stress. And the contant pulling… He should invest in a hat. “Do you know how hard it was to fix the security system to get in here in the first place??”

Darkwing was silent for a brief moment, not sure how to respond. Megavolt seemed upset. But not the usual angry or vengeful. He seemed almost hurt.

“You’ve probably got some sort of mansion from your dead parents, a butler who obeys your every whim, and a dork-cave!” Megavolt fumed. “You know what I’ve got? Nothing! No shit to my name or even a fucking place to live right now! It doesn’t help that I can’t remember to feed myself half the time. I don’t need to start feeling like I’m failing at my career, okay?!” Sparks flickered down his cheeks, and Darkwing realized he was just about crying.

No place to live? Not remembering to feed himself? Darkwing’s eyes softened, and he reached a hand out to the other, but stopped. “Are you kidding?” he said softly. “You’re the most vile guy I’ve ever met!”

“Huh?”

“You’re the worst!” Darkwing said. “I disliked you the moment I first laid eyes on you!”

Megavolt huffed, looking at the panel instead. “Yeah, right. What was that about petty crooks being more worth your time?”

Darkwing was silent. Dammit, he needed to learn how to keep his beak shut. He sighed, looking up at his enemy. “I don’t have this perfect life you seem to think I do,” he said. “I lost my family. The whole hero thing has incinerated my social life. And I can hardly afford my apartment.” He held his head in his hands. “Guess we’re in the same boat, huh?”

“Yeah…” Megavolt said. He still wasn’t looking at Darkwing.

Okay. Sure, Darkwing loved to fight the guy. He had no issue beating him up. He had no regrets foiling him. But realizing he’d hurt him emotionally felt wrong somehow. Maybe he’d gone too far. “Look, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have said those things,” Darkwing said, taking his hat off and holding it in front of him. “I guess I’m a little stressed too. I’ve been thinking I might not be cut out to be a hero,” he admitted, his gut turning. “I did let myself get trapped. And I’ve missed you the last couple heists. Maybe I’m better off getting a desk job. I dunno…”

The villain sat up stiffly. “Are you kidding?? But you’re the biggest thorn in my side ever!” Megavolt said affectionately. “If it weren’t for you, I’d’ve taken over St. Canard long ago. You don’t even need a superpower!”

Darkwing smiled, holding the hat to his heart. “Aw, Megs! You’re the most obnoxious pain in my ass,” he said with a soft smile. “You’ve got this villain thing in the bag.” Unfortunately.

The teens smiled at each other for a minute, then the light flickered, and went out. Megavolt suddenly screamed and sparked, providing enough light for Darkwing to see his distressed face. “What? Are we falling again?”

“No, I have a fear of small, dark spaces!”

Darkwing slowly moved over to where Megavolt had been sitting and felt around. He thought he touched Megavolt’s leg and estimated where his arm was, managing to then grab his hand. “Hey, chill out. You can literally make electricity.” Megavolt was breathing heavily, and he tried charging his other hand, holding it up. White-blue light lit up the elevator. Darkwing smiled, squeezing his other hand. “See?”

“Oh, uuh,” Megavolt looked down at where their hands joined. Blush and sparks spread across his cheeks for a moment.

Darkwing chuckled, blushing. “We’re pretty bad at hating each other, huh?”

“Yep,” Megavolt agreed, leaning in a little closer. What was he even doing? Why was he doing it?

Darkwing leaned in closer as well, and his lips met Megavolt’s gently.

The kiss was awkward, to say the least. It was at a bad angle. Darkwing tried a little too hard, leaning in and trying to add more flare than was needed. Megavolt just kind of stiffened up, a hand going to the other’s cheek. He kissed back, half-parting his lips. Everything about the kiss was wrong. Why did it feel wet? It was too rushed but too slow. This needed to stop.

Yet neither did. They get just kept kissing like the virgins they were for a minute before Darkwing pulled away.

And they just stared.

After a few minutes of silence, Megavolt pulled his hand away like he’d been burned. “Oh shi-”

“Have you never kissed anyone before??” Darkwing asked, looking a little repulsed.

“Of course not! Have you??”

“What does it seem like?” Darwking asked, smirking.

“It seems like you practice on your hand!” Megavolt said.

Darkwing stood up and grabbed his hat to put it back on. “Yep, yep, yep. That’s aside the point. Let’s get out of here.”

Megavolt nodded, pulling himself up. “Right. Let’s get out.”

I want to do art for the kiss in the lightning light but I can’t draw humans for shit. Forget a duck-rat smooch. If someone could maybe do that that would be amazing! I hope you enjoyed! Remember to like and comment so I know what you think! Farewell, best of luck, avoid roasted cabbage, don’t eat earwax, and look on the bright side of life!Moonset!

#darkvolt #darkwing duck #fearsome five #fearsome four #megavolt #elmo sputterspark #drake mallard #darkwing duck positive charge

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feuqueerfire · 1 year

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Bed Friend Live Blogging

agh, I should've started this earlier or later, not 2 days before the end of the month because now it's gonna spill over to next month >:( but I think I'm just in the mood for it, so fine

Ep 1 (Apr 29)

chaotic beginning before the intro

chaotic beginning after the intro too we found out about the cheating + Uea's abusive mother flashback oh goodness

persistent King oof but tbh he's so attractive I can't form any objective opinions about his character

why is the kissing/pre-NC scene so funnily edited lmao

I wonder if there was discourse about this being a drunken hookup + Uea surely wouldn't have slept with King if he was sober

okay-good first ep

Ep 2 (Apr 29)

ah both of them dazed at work thinking about the other smh

this mother is so

omg if somebody paid like that for me, I'd have to immediately go to the ATM and pay them back

plsssss King yelling through his car window

STD testing oh interesting + King trying to lessen Uea's nervousness and shame about it. I didn't know you just did a blood test for those

heh Uea's smile when King isn't looking

bro i don't get why you'd say you made a mistake at work for someone else but okay

pls not the dick patting over jeans I looked away cuz I didn't wanna see it but they said something so I had to rewind to read the sub but they didn't even sub that line lmao

almost expected some shirt sniffing ngl a la Bad Buddy and The Eclipse

Ep 3 (Apr 29)

why are the breathing and kissing noises So Much I keep going ew like tone it down a bit pls

but I do love body kissing though so thanks Uea for getting King to kiss up his leg

a monogamous friends-with-benefits relationship lol

them bargaining how many times to have sex a week so funny

i hate the editing for these NC scenes ngl like the show in general has meh to bad editing but it's so :/ during these scenes

pls King always trying for touchy moments with Uea. also that moment when Kind's tryna feed chocolate via mouth and he grabs Uea's arm when he tries to push away? Yeah it's attractive

agh Uea really has so many alone moments in the bathroom that feel uncomfortable

Uea secretly staring at King smoking on the balcony ah

agh why do I love King wrapping his legs around Uea to get to dry Uea's hair and Uea kinda resisting only for 1 second before going still

oh no D: poor Uea

I'm gonna throw up why are they showing this scene with the uncle with the kid and everything I hate it so bad I don't wanna see a child be sexually harassed

dumbass King why would you not only get jealous over Uea helping some kid get dust out of his eye cuz the kid thinks P'Uea's cute but also actually drag Uea away because of it?

oh yeah the gifs of King laying over Uea's body is brain melting and the breathing? I'll actually let it pass this time. This scene is so much esp with King being like "Can I be a good thing in your life?"

pls horror music when King pins Uea's hand down T.T

wtf is this is ex-bf agh I knew this happened from spoilers but agh

at least Jade brought security, good job

why did they make these random female coworkers sooooo cringy and supposed to be funny but not

wtf man ex-bf Pock come back again and this time with thoughts of sexual assault agh

I'm actually still stuck on the stepfather being a creep weirdo freak and I hate that they showed it, I hate that a child had to film it (even if it's not as intense or involved as what adult Uea is going through with Pock)

Ep 4 (Apr 29)

Had a confusing and stressful day, so here's a fun episode time

ah fuck, not very fun, we're starting with attempted sexual assault

why would you ask for sex with somebody who you just had to help stop being attacked like be serious. I think I have a hard time going from The Horrors and trauma and Uea being attacked and attempted sexual assault to like yay fun sexy times

I'm a sucker for King bruising Uea and applying whatever medicine on it because Uea said he doesn't want marks though, that's good brain melty

does Uea live with King or no? since Jade came for his birthday

(Linguistics) Uea using kha with his nong sao

this fucking stepfather dieeeeee

ew ew ew ew ew not this flashback I'm gonna kill this man ew ew ew fast forwarding i can't

oh Uea has a knife good good I wish he'd kill him

this mother kill her too I'm gonna die die die

agh agh agh agh I can't fucking do this

I wish Uea would just take his sister out to lunch or something :< away from this house because I can't imagine she's living a good life here either and he can spend time with her

this sad ass "happy birthday to you" montage

I love peck kisses T.T Uea being hard on King but doesn't move away when King moves his hand up his thigh and even pursues his lips during the little peck the first time so cute

how do I feel about King dragging Uea away from a guy

lol ofc they'll fall on each other

but it's beautiful silhouettes, reminds me of Blueming ah I miss that show

Ep 5 (Apr 29)

"I was a good boy last night. can i get a reward?" "it's supposed to be like that; not taking advantage of me" so true Uea. bare minimum not committing sexual assault isn't something to be praised, it's an expectation

lmfao overreactions during very minor finger injury gets me every time like whyyy are you acting like it's the end of the world lol parents don't even act like this toward toddlers who hurt themselves more

agh "I have too much money. I wanna spend" I need someone like this when I go out to eat

ahhhh Uea's voice turning slightly watery when King said his mother arranged a match for him and trying to change the subject

damn not them slightly touching on whether Uea likes rough sex? or what was that convo?

nepotism and this time the hire isn't just a useless nepo man but rather a creepy nepo man? bc what is this type of interaction he's having with Uea

King too jealous my guy agh don't be mean to Uea >:(

okay that turned into a more lighthearted smiley discussion ig

liar liar pants on fire Uea saying he doesn't have a crush

this King and Krit dick-measuring contest and fighting over Uea, leave the guy alone c'mon

so true Uea just shut down King's questioning about liking Krit

King so annoying why does he wanna show off at the office so much T.T and this stupid pretend phone convo at the office

lol barking in front of the office is in Jade's fate I suppose

sometimes I can't tell how conversations or scenes are flowing, I won't lie. Is that the fault of editing or scriptwriting or both? oh well

Ep 6 (May 1)

this is the cat episode? anyway i'm watching this from my home but during worktime...

Did one of them say "mai" and one say "shai" about whether King and Uea are dating in secret?

lol the way Uea's sucking at King's hand?

ahhhhh cat Uea hi~~~~~ pretty~~~~

Uea giving King a forehead kiss

lakjdsflk;ajdfs Uea asking King if he wants to his slave okayyy dom kitty

(Linguistics) okayyy King leveraging his few extra months of age to be like can you call yourself Uea and me P'King I'm dead

omg Uea sideways stepping on King's chest okay fun

too much licking going on though, I'm not really into that but I'll forgive since I'm getting so much other fun stuff

oh Uea really is with the foot along King's body

so true I literally would not know how to act the next day but they're so cute and smiley

noooooooooo Uea smiling and excited about this vacation but King has to go on an arranged match agh

also usually Uea's straight-faced with King but goes :] when walking away but this time he had to be :) while speaking with King and then :( when walking away

I'm soooo tired of Krit agh

:< Uea pushing King away

Uea resignation letter?

aghh saw one second of preview and already have the creeps

Ep 7 (May 1)

I'm so tired even though technically I did nothing hard at work

aw Uea regrets being harsh toward King but doesn't know how to proceed

also am I in the wrong episode? Where's the resignation stuff?

naurrr King and Uea making eye contact but King walking away first and Uea's little :< face as he stands there

ahhh King napping beside Uea as he works overtime T.T but Krit saw the evil fucker

King going to arranged date with same person again

Krit locking the door for what reason I'm gonna kill him fr fr fr fr fr

I hate this so much I'm skipping through fuck this

I knew there was apparently some part where King makes really accusatory comments toward Uea and I was really hoping it wouldn't be about Uea being assaulted but alas... I have to fucking watch this. Uea gets fucking assaulted by his boss and narrowly escapes and gets these words from King? kill them all fr

I hope Uea does resign

what the fuckkkkkkkk Krit came to Uea's mom's place???? wtf fr fr

I wonder how the nong feels about this? like is her dad weird to her too? does she believe Uea was molested by him?

who are those people outside the gates

fuck every single person fr

except Jade

Uea apologized first? agh kick King

Some comments on the reddit on-air thread helped with understanding King's actions more. that "he feels like he was a moron for sitting next to Uea all night during all the days he worked OT, when maybe Uea was actually over King and wanted him out of the way." and "King is the son of a rich family and is used to speaking up (because as a second-gen rich kid he can speak his mind freely most of the time)." and "I think there’s an income/wealth gap between him and Uea even if they work at the same place. He doesn’t understand why Uea is compelled to somehow be neutral/nice to Krit as an employee. Or what the consequences/what’s on the line for Uea if he becomes aggressive/forceful w rejection as King wants." doesn't mean I don't wanna strangle him a bit but yknow

Ep 8 (May 1)

Probably should do some chores (ah preparing for going to work tomorrow is so agh) but I'm going straight into this next episode instead rip

aww Uea came to his auntie T.T okay at least she loves him T.T I wish I knew whether she was his maternal or paternal aunt I think ป้า (bpâa) is for both side's older sister

oh i see the maternal side

cute. they're "seeing each other"

I feel like they should've gotten Uea's permission to share that clip with everyone

but at least they got Krit outta the company. wish he was brutally murdered though tbh

I like Uea being like "I'm sitting here because I'm beautiful" and then giving his hand to King like ah cute

this much tension and denial, they're gonna straight up ascend to another dimension the next time they have sex

oh kill the stepdad kill him kill him agh he's a serial sexual assaulter

Ep 9 (May 1)

Did my chores for tomorrow morning, so time to reward myself with another episode I suppose

so we don't know who called the cops on Uea's stepdad?

ah this bathroom stall scene I love whining the way King is + I love pecks

mm I love siblings :>

Tonkao looks a bit like Blackpink Lisa

It's cute so far with Uea turning down Boom by saying he has a faen and King overhearing but from the ep 8 on-air, the preview for this ep was probably much more dramatic? so i wonder if we'll get more drama rip

ah Uea saying twisty words to say they're boyfriends

how the heck did we go from becoming boyfriends to introductions with King's parents wtf

damn, Uea thinking a bit much about the mother saying what if it goes bad

okay Uea with the umbrella

ah fuck Uea's gonna pick up King's phone agh

oh that wasn't bad. she panicked but told Uea to take care of King, so is Uea gonna be the one who overthinks instead of being threatened by Kin's mother or smth

oh nvm she shoos away Uea to say she'll take care of King

spoiled whiny King with his mother lol

agh mother supporting King okay

bro I can never tell if the mother's supposed to come in and threaten Uea or not like why did they have such ominous music and her squaring her shoulders just to go be nice to Uea lol

Ep 10 (May 2)

Had my first day at work and I feel so squished and tired, time to watch this

King feeding Uea from his glass yeah

I forgot to watch the hottub scene kinda because I was just playing Solitaire and realized later that I didn't watch it

aksldfj King dying and squeezing things and curling up into a ball at getting a sniff cheek kss from Uea so cute

Jade's like written to appear endearing and sometimes he is (like when he was cute in the blanket and supporting Uea) but often he's just annoying?

lol who buys an engagement ring just like that

dumb proposal like did they even talk about getting married first before a proposal after 1 year of dating? and to do it at workplace... be serious

bruhhh everyone's here what if Uea said no lmfao

not like they got actually married, it's a proposal what's happening

oh yeah here comes Tutor's character. people were annoyed that he wasn't here for the whole show the way he was supposed to be in the novel

I waana know the song that's appeared in a few eps but in this ep at 17:40

Overall:

It was good and cute but still somewhat nonsensical and I don't know how to feel about the mountains of trauma. Beautiful Net and James, the acting's not bad, the editing is bad though. They were cute, which is the most important thing I guess.

I was tired when watching eps 6-10 so like I don't have too many thoughts honestly. Just focused on watching and having fun.

Rating: 6.5/10

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[Ep 9] King briefly acts like a cat

#bed friend #ep by ep commentary

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mysjams · 3 years

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#i wanna be a grumpy little gremlin but i dislike both songs #eternal sunshine is fine if not for the chorus. the lyrics are cringy for some reason idk #also 'can't stop the feeling' sounds like sth #overall it has the eden vibe + some sort of a 'dynamite' vibe. weird #and deja vu... honestly it's interesting but it's not ateez ? like it's more 'your standard kpop boy group song' than inception #like idk i think ateez do different things every time but they also have their distinctive sound #and that's not it at all #rap parts? they usually have big portions for rapline in both verses and the last bridge and in deja vu there is none in verse 1 #again like a lot of groups do nowadays #agh i don't like to be like that but i'm staying sad and dissatisfied with the previews till the choreo bits are released #keeping reminding myself that i disliked the whole fever pt 1 (except thanxx) before loving it to bits lol #ramblings #e: deja vu

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I actually liked fate. Sometimes it’s cringy af (for example this fight scene between bloom and her mother) but I did enjoy watching it

I think they would be better off if they just didn’t say that it’s an adaptation of winx club cause it’s a whole new different story

I’m still sad about the fact that they just write daphne out of blooms story at least for now

What I like is terras story, at least the build up. I hope that they will go with this and make her super self confident and all in love with her body because she’s genuinely so cute and pure. I hope that she will understand that her look doesn’t say everything about who she is because I felt really sad when she didn’t want to change with musa in the room

What I want from s2 is musa and riven agh they only had maybe one scene together but omg that chemistry. I feel like riven is very lost rn and I hope that musa with her powers will help him understand who he really is maybe as a friend at the beginning. But I gotta say her and Sam are so cute (but I feel like Sam doesn’t have a personality just beside being perfectly calm with his emotions).

By the way I really liked the actress playing musa and I think that she perfectly portrayed musa’s character (not from cartoon cause shes not Asian obviously but it’s different)

What I also really liked was stellas character development because omg she was such a bitch but after meeting her mother I understood why she behaves like this. I mean yeah lots of ppl have crappy childhood and still try to act good but I see it like this: Stella is just convinced that as the princess she must remain strong and not show any of the weaknesses and she’s actually really broken inside and I feel like being mean is her copying mechanism because that is what she really knows from her mother and being jealous of sky is a danger for her cause he’s the only person who truly knows her and is close to her. I love the fact that she decided to figure it out by her own and started behaving better. I belive that her history can be relatable for some ppl.

Okay so all in all I liked it and it’s not trash it’s just different from the cartoon wich I genuinely love but this is just different and that’s alright.

Ps: I had to Google what mansplaining is am I that old now?:(((((

#fate the winx saga #the winx saga #the winx club

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jae-canikeepyou · 4 years

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| right here & now | j.jh

pair: jaehyun x fem!reader

genre: alternate universe + youtuber!yn

a/n: thank you for the request and i really loved writing this so much even if the idea of having yuno as my bf will never happen lol ;-; anyway, i hope you enjoy reading my lovelies! 💕~j.

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the curtains swayed with the wind spells that entered your room, marking a new morning. this morning however, was a very special one that you planned this for months hoping it would pull off like you wanted it to. you stretched in your bed, kicking off the blankets that trapped the heat around your body. the clock said 6 a.m. and you had more than enough time to prepare for the flight scheduled at noon.

pressing the button to record, you began your vlog by doing a gwrm routine and choosing your ootd, in which you were always always indecisive for because sometimes you would find yourself facetiming him and he’d pick the right one for you. perks of having a fashionable boyfriend, yes?

“guys..” you let one a little whine as you pat lightly on your face with a concealer. “i’m really nervous because even though i texted yuno that i’ll be having a meeting for a collab with another channel, i can’t imagine how he’d feel if i didn’t reply him for the next hours. or maybe if i don’t reply him at all.”

of course being the busy people you both were, even a message from each other was a big deal because hello, a long distance relationship was a struggling kind and some instances, fall-outs were common. although you did understand the need of physical comfort from a loved one, it was a matter of trust and patience on a daily basis that you would eventually end up in his arms when that time came.

and that time was today.

how you met nct 127’s jaehyun was definitely unexpected. you were one of the few singer-songwriter youtubers invited to a performance at an event along with other renowned singers. the group came as a special guest, giving fans and fellow artists greetings and basically hyped up the entire hall with their music as if it was their concert alone. you weren’t that interested at first since the event was your very first invitation, so you were more conscious on yourself than having the time to appreciate others, but you were a fan of nct 127’s music.

jaehyun too was lowkey, a fan of your channel. he didn’t want to show how giddy he felt when you stood on that stage; a guitar in hand and just a microphone by your lips. he was aware of the hand-held cameras the staff pointed him with, and tried to keep a straight face. however, when you reached the peak of your unplugged version of your song, the feels hit him differently. you sounded soulful, gentle, that it grew the urge for him to want to do a collab with you.

so when the event finished and you were told to meet other artists at their respective tent / booths, he ran into you— he couldn’t hide his smile anymore. you shook hands with him, realizing that he didn’t took his eyes off of you. “you were amazing out there.” you shyly complimented him, his shimmering suit shone like his eyes did.

“i’d say the same with you y/n.” he smiled and liked the way how your name rolled on his tongue. “i hope we can do a collab some day.”

“that’d be nice.”

jaehyun itched to have contact with you since then; that was three years ago. the last time he saw you in person was when you went to seoul weeks after for an interview. his friends could see the pink dusting his cheeks when you posted a new song, cover or vlog. sometimes he’d forget there was practice because he was too immersed into you. it was up until a couple of months after the event had he built up the courage to direct message you in instragram, finally having to connect with you.

then the rest was history and soon reaching the third year of your relationship. both of your feelings were mutual and came to a decision that you both were a couple. for jaehyun the most, it was quite difficult to dodge the questions at talk shows/interviews relating to love life when all he had in his heart was you and you only. on the other hand, you had to ignore questions on insta live whether you were seeing anyone; because they noticed a different aura within you on every video you upload.

“if you’re wondering how i’m planning to ‘ignore’ yuno.. well, i chose to not use my phone for the next 14 hours. i have to pretend that i’m ‘busy’ and ‘occupied’ with work.” you now entered the lift to exit your apartment and headed to the taxi waiting for you. “hopefully it’ll convince him why i couldn’t use my phone.”

you continued to film your surrounding for aesthetics, choosing the suitable background music. so far in the day, you talked about how hard long distance was. not seeing jaehyun personally for three years was a challenge. sometimes when you knew that he’d visit the city for a tour, you’d be filled with work and filming and bummed out because you wouldn’t be able to see him.

johnny messaged you just before your breakfast that they just finished rehearsal and were now taking a break. you sighed a lot more today as you knew he’d be sending you a message any second.

or so you thought.

♡ yuno ♡ would like to facetime you.

you panicked because right now, you were at the airport. however, luckily enough, you were at a fastfood chain located a little far off from the departure hall, so he wouldn’t notice that you were at the airport and just pigging out at some random restaurant. you placed the phone just beside your laptop, pretending to ‘edit’ videos when you were actually chatting away with johnny for the plans when you reach seoul. the camera was at the other side of your belongings, seated at a blind spot where only you could be seen in his perspective.

“hi babe.” he greeted you with a flying kiss as his sweat rolled down his temples. “oh? you’re outside this early?” he moved sideway as if he could see anything behind you.

“i’m having breakfast.” you showed a subway sandwich and an orange juice. “yeah well, i’m preparing for a meeting later.”

gosh i hate lying to him.

he moistened his lips, brushing his hair back with a headband. “what meeting?” he raised a brow, making you chuckle that he obviously didn’t see your message.

you rolled your eyes, turning the phone to the laptop screen and showed him the chat from the night before. “i told you i have a collab with another channel, didn’t i? anyway, i have to finish up and head for the meeting. call you later?”

“ah..” he whined. “we didn’t even talk for a minute, but okay. i’ll wash up and call you again. take care babe! i love you so much.”

“i love you too.” you said before ending the call. clenching your chest, you sighed deeply as you faced the camera that recorded the whole conversation. “this is hard. i never expected him to call me. i’ll make sure i won’t use my phone starting from now.”

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you yawned quite loudly as you watched the airplane icon reach the borderline of south korea at the screen before you. now that you thought about it, you haven’t recorded anything since the departure and it was a perfect timing because the sun was just rising by your side of the window.

“okay, hello everyone. i’ve been flying for hours that i lost count. but, i’m reaching seoul in about thirty minutes, so i’ll make this quick.” zooming into the ombré sky of blue, pink and orange combined, you hummed a tune that jaehyun used to sing to you to sleep. “see that beautiful colors. my boyfriend sees this morning every day and i’m seeing him really soon.”

once you were out of the aircraft and walking along the hall the leads to the exit, your heart stopped in realization that not only you were seeing jaehyun as a fan after three full years, but actually seeing him officially as his girlfriend. and this thought made your eyes well because you couldn’t believe it was really happening. mixtures of excitement and nervousness took over your body that perhaps other passengers recognised you, and you waved at them in response that you were in seoul for collaboration.

the boys’ manager dressed- rather disguised himself as your guide and picked you up at the airport. he waved at you to catch your attention. when you did so, johnny dialled to call you as he was seated at the car parked outside. “y/n!” he greeted. “turn around! i’m in the car!”

you opened the door and he hugged you quick. his camera was pointed directly at you, obviously recording the moment for jaehyun to watch later. “hi johnny! it’s been so long!”

“too long! we missed a lot of chances to see other whenever the group visits your city. sometimes jae would tear up- or cry but don’t tell him i told you that.” he giggled and helped you sit comfortably in the car. “are you vlogging right now?”

“aw that’s sweet of him.” you pout. “yes i’ve been vlogging since i left my apartment. say hello to the fam.”

“hey what’s up it’s your boy johnny.” he waved and curled his fingers at the cringiness of himself.

johnny felt his phone vibrating. it was a call from mark who updates him of jaehyun’s movements while he was out of the studio. the call was on speaker so you would be able to hear the conversation. “hyung. should i wake him up now?”

you giggled at how that was exactly jaehyun’s habits. “i think you should, mark.” your voice alerting him of your presence.

the younger boy held his reactions in a whisper, afraid that he might awake your boyfriend. “oh my g- hi y/n! i love your acoustic cover of ‘love me now’. jaehyun hyung teared up last night after watching it.”

“really? he teared up again?” your heard sank to the ground knowing how he really felt behind the cameras separating the both of you. your arms weakened at the point but continued to vlog.

“yeah. hold up i’m just gonna-” mark paused and all you heard was the fall of headphones and low groans. “hyung, johnny said he’ll get us food. what do you want?”

a groggy voice contemplated the events of today before yelping in shock that he has a recording to finish. “agh crap what time is it?” jaehyun asked, even if you wanted to speak, johnny refrained you from doing so. you shouldn’t blow your cover now.

“it’s quarter past two.” mark said and helped the dude up on his toes. “we’re getting fried chicken.”

“tsk i was about to call y/n after i washed up.” jaehyun rubbed his eyes. “oh yeah johnny, better come here quick. taeyong hyung said we still have some parts to record.”

you held in your laughs as you covered your lips, sharing identical expressions with johnny. he breathed out before speaking. “uh yeah sure, but i did my part of the cover already. so it’s just you left. see you soon.”

the car was pulled over the studio the boys have been gathered at. some were practicing their choreography while others were resting up. you walked slower than usual and johnny noticed this gestures of yours. who wouldn’t be nervous at a situation like this? it has been three years, so he could imagine the tension between you and yourself only.

mark told everyone to take caution because jaehyun has a sharp eye, that he could read the atmosphere of anything was fishy. even the slight percent of that feeling he could crack an egg open, and the plan would fail. they didn’t want that to happen, this was a special moment for him and you came all the way to surprise him. the effort alone was already precious.

you vlogged again, your chest began its countdown whilst you hid behind a drumset at the recording booth. gladly though, your frame was petite compared to the instrument so you wouldn’t be seen immediately at first glance. cameras were set up and hidden at corners where jaehyun couldn’t see them. all there was was a foldable compact device attached to the mic stand.

the plan was to let jaehyun sing his part of high school musical cover of ‘right here, right now’, due to that one time he playfully joked about being your troy bolton. so you kept that request in mind and chose to do the recording on the day you came to seoul. you pre-recorded your part last week, and you would wait for him to finish his part.

“this is it guys. my hand is shaking, my heart feels like its about to come out of me. i’m already tearing up because i’m going see yuno in less than five min-”

the door swung open causing you to jolt, making one drumstick slide to its abyss, but you managed to catch before it fell. flutters of papers were then placed on the black metal stand, and a low baritone clearing throat for a vocal exercise sure revealed it was yuno. just the impact of careless actions alone, you could tell the person in the studio was indeed your boyfriend.

you exchanged looks from the camera and to jaehyun, repeating this several times because it was hard to catch the timing.

“which part do i have to re-do?” jaehyun’s voice sent shivers down your spine and you fanned yourself keep your calm. “hm? this is a new song cover? okay, but this is a duet though.” he said, checking the titles for the second time. the guys had to bend down slightly from where jaehyun was standing as he was very clueless. “ah so it’s the reprise version? it’s pretty short.” he cleared his throat again.

“can you imagine what would happen, if we could have any dream?..” gosh how honey like his voice was. “i’d wish this moment, was ours to own it and that it would never leave..”

“then i would thank that star, that made our wish come true.”

jaehyun’s eyes grew as your voice was heard through the headphones. he tried to keep his cool, even though his expression changed a little. “‘cause he knows that where you are, is where i should be too.”

in a few seconds the chorus was about to be sung, you left your camera at the bass drum when you pulled him for a back hug, after when he sang.

“right here. right now?..” jaehyun lost tune at the latter word, turning to see the person who was hugging him; soon revealing your beaming smile. he looked back at his friends who were jumping and cheering, he squinted at their phones and cameras that were up to capture the moment.

he removed his headphones as reality punched him in the gut, arms quickly wrapping you for a longing embrace. “y/n..” he said, carrying you slightly to enjoy the surprise. the boys came into the recording studio, your ears ringing at their volumes of woohoo’s and yeah’s.

he finally saw you in the flesh, the real deal. not behind low quality screens or hours of long phone calls. you were with him now, and that was all that mattered to him.

“surprise?” you tiptoed to kiss his cheek but he nuzzled himself at the crook of your neck to hide his tears. they were dampening your clothes a little. “aw babe.”

“is he crying?” johnny asked with a teasing voice and when he didn’t get any response, he turned to the camera. “ladies and gents, and johfam, our boy jae is finally crying in front of cameras.”

“shut up.” jaehyun butt back, his nose pink and his eyelashes were slight wet. “you’re here.” he hugged you again like how a koala would do.

you held his hand and intertwined them with yours. “yeah, i’m here- oh wow you’re shaking.”

jaehyun’s chin rested on top of your head, his dimples deepening as he gave the same smile whenever he’d facetime you. “i thought you had a meeting with another channel?” he asked, swaying you from side to side as you all came out of the recording booth.

lunch then was placed on the table, you sat amongst them, they dug in like they haven’t eaten good food. “i did. the channel’s called johnny’s communication center.”

the said boy gave you a wink and jaehyun caressed his neck in bewilderment. “hyung, you were part of this?”

“maybe, maybe not.” he popped a kimbap into his mouth, savouring the flavours. “i picked her up at the airport and the boys knew it all along.” he said, later noticing jaehyun’s attention was full onto you. he nudged the others to give you both space and left with their fair share of the food.

jaehyun rubbed circles at your back, he loved keeping you close. the smile never left his face and his ears went to a deeper red. “you planned all this for me?”

“because i missed you a lot more than you think.” you poked his dimples that he smiled widely than before.

“i missed you too.” he stared into you. “when are you leaving though?”

a chuckle of faux disbelief escaped your lips. “yuno, i just got here and you’re asking me when i’ll leave?”

he brought your hand up for a small kiss. “i’m asking because i don’t want you to, y/n. just stay with me.” his voice practically begging you, and you softened your gaze at him, wanting the same as well.

“i don’t know when i’ll see you next..” he trailed off as you wait for his response. “..i meant that in person.”

you inclined yourself to him and hugged him tighter. “let’s think of that later. we can make arrangements. all that matters is i’m here right now.” you giggled with pressed lips.

jaehyun stared down at you, leaning in for your first kiss. “gosh i love you so much.”

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blakesbell · 4 years

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still hopeful for bellarke endgame??

i’m about to be so cheesy i apologize in advance for cringe but

we’re still breathing.. so.. yeah

AGH sorry i always feel cringy using a line from the show to answer this question but whenever i get asked it, that’s always what i think of

anyways i’m holdin out hope til the very end. literally til the last second of 7x16. and if theyre not endgame then i might as well go out clowning lol

#ruch answers #anon #the 100 spoilers #bellarke #s7 #the 100

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aw-eather · 4 years

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Heather Watched the Extended Threads.

As if I haven’t already had a bad morning, lets emotionally torture ourselves shall we. Here is my running commentary:

Under a read more cause it was 8 pages of notes.

That Previously On just shows that the main point of this episode is to get Sam and Jack together so if y’all don’t think they’re together after this, I have some news for you.

Gucci Douchebag making an appearance in the Previously On is not my idea of fun

JACOB I MISS YOU I AM ALREDY CRYING GOD HELP ME

Alright the episode has started with KERRY JOHNSON LOVE OF MY LIFE

Sam, you can’t be jealous, you’re literally MARRYING ANOTHER MAN.

Lol Jack you moron as if Daniel would walk through the door right now.

Sam is glaring at you funny just fyi.

But he’s right, Daniel is just waiting for y’all to be nice about him.

Oma I would like to order a plate of fucks to give about Daniel’s story at this point

Teal’c of the Tau’ri is a cute title I love that man

Aww I feel so proud of Teal’c.

FUCK OFF PETE

JAAACOOOB

Pete is so cringy

Jacob let Jack call him Dad once.. Pete has to wait until after marriage.

This is awkward as fuck

Pete you are so insensitive,

Jacob hates him. Same honestly.

You can tell he hates him tho, he’s not hiding it. My partners mum did a better job and she’s homophobic.

Sam is SO NOT in love with this guy

Oma being cryptic, checks out

Anubis makes me wanna punch someone.

This episode is really just tying up loose threads (probably hence the title) but its nice to know Pete is considered a loose thread 😊

Teal’c having to decide between the Jaffa and the Tau’ri is sad

Agh the newspaper and Daniel finding out about plans is an aggravating storyline

“I’m gonna marry him” reads the same as “Dad, I am happy”. Honey who are you trying to convince??? We don’t believe you.

“I know how happy he makes you” *Cut to Sam who looks nonchalant* *cut to Jacob who knows exactly what he’s doing and what he’s doing is attempting to stop her marrying Gucci Doucebag*

Selmak isn’t alive to make that call Jacob stop lying

I’M GONNA CRY AGAIN

She is really thinking about this. Like she looks like she’s second guessing herself constantly.

KERRY

JACK

KERRY AND JACK

JACK AND KERRY

WAKING UP TOGETHER

OH I LOVE THEM SO MUCH!

I love how soft and tender he is with her, I imagine he’d be the same with Sam.

I love how he cuddles her and kisses her and plays with her hair and that hand on her face I--- *insert heart eyes*

I just really love them so much I wish we got more of soft, boyfriend Jack

Trouble in Jaffa land lol

I think he did really like her though.

Anyway back to Half Ascended!Daniel

Oma ya shouldn’t have helped the first two times, that’s the fucking problem babe

I literally do not give a shit about Daniel, I’m sorry. I really try but I can’t

OH NO THE PHONE CALL SCENE

She is SO sick of Gucci Douchebag

I can’t believe he called her at WORK over FLOWERS

AND SAYING ITS URGENT FUCK SAKE

I love Peter in the back

Jack watching her

Jacob is playing matchmaker so hard I fucking love him

Sam’s face tho is sooooo funny LIKE DAD SHUT UP WE DON’T MENTION THIS IN FRONT OF MY CO

Oh the little sigh he does before telling her to go pick flowers I can’t handle that man, he’s so heartbroken its like a lost puppy

Jack smiles but his eyes say oh yeah, I lost her and she’s happy with someone else now. PLOT TWIST: she’s miserable

Sam looks hurt because she still loves Jack

FUCK ME IT HURTS THEY DESERVED MORE

Jacob don’t play dumb babe, we know what you’re trying to do

Oh she MAD MAD at Dad

Why is it ok to break some rules and not others, you ask? Because y’all are white and can get away with it?

Oma just stop helping people. You don’t need to help them, just stop. I don’t want to be an ascended being y’all suck

Chocolate or vanilla like go HOME WE DON’T WANT YOU HERE

Sam shaking her head no about getting blown up by aliens is so cute I love her so much

This feels like friends talking

Or like these two people I know who claim they’re in love but its always soooo awkward around them.

Generally speaking that’s my type like you haven’t had two alien boyfriends in the last 8 years babe

“I have a surprise for you” YOU BOUGHT A FUCKING HOUSE WITHOUT TELLING HER YOU CRETIN

THAT’S NOT A SURPRISE THAT’S CONTROLLING AND WEIRD

I hate that she looks happy. Don’t get me wrong I want her happy, I really do. And as much as I’m sure she loved Pete, she wasn’t in love with him. But I suppose she was happy for the first time with some one she could have… feelings are complicated, best not to have them honestly.

Jack has really long eyelashes. Just an observation.

That’s a lotta sugar, Danny boy. And Its not gonna make you any sweeter, I promise.

I love that he took the cup with him like he’s gonna drink it with THAT much sugar in it

Exposition, exposition, exposition.

Go away Anubis ya pain In the arse.

Oh the HOUSE

Have I said how much I hate that outfit cause I hate that outfit

It is a beautiful house to be fair but like…

Look at the PANIC in her eyes

I already have a problem with how they got engaged and the fact they stayed together after he STALKED HER.

Pete’s ability to control a situation and guilt trip her (literally he ran away and had her investigated by the FBI when she wouldn’t tell him about her work) reminds me of my ex. Which is probably why I hate him so damn much.

THE DECK SCENE

HER LOOKING AT HIS HOUSE

THE MUSIC

HE LOOKS GOOD IN DARK BLUE

I’M SORRY ITS ALL IN CAPS I’M TYPING AND WATCHING AND I’M SCREMING ON THE INSIDE DEAL WITH IT FAM I’M SORRY

THAT SMALL GRIN ON HIS FACE WHEN SHE SAYS SHE’S BEEN WORKING UP THE NERVE TO COME AND TALK TO HIM

TRUTH IS I’VE BEENTRYING TO WORK UP THE EVER FOR A LOT LONGER THAN THAT STOOP

ITS NOT GREAT JACK

YEAH BUT JACK HAS AN EVEN NCER HOSUE

SECOND THUGHTS

YES YOU ARE. GIANT MISTAKE INFACT

SHE’S REHEREDSE THIS SO MANY TIMES

KERRY FUCK OFFF NOW IS NOT THE TIME SWEETIE

THE BEER LOL

UES IT IS AWKKWARD

JACKS FACE OUCH

KERRY IS SO SWEET ASKING HER TO STAY FOR LUNCH

NO NOT DAD FUCK

Kerry caught him looking a little too long tbh

I’m not editing typos out of that btw it shows my rage

DAAAAAAD

JACOB YOU SWEET MAN

Oh sam honey I’m so sorry

I’m gonna cry again

FUCK OFF DANIEL JFC I literally do not give a shit

I only found out about Carmen’s death a couple months ago so I’m not gonna handle this well fam

Oh no

I’m typing and not looking again

Because Jacob is gonna tell her to go after Jack

I can’t breath

Six years ago

I’m not letting that go

It’s a continuity fuck up

Not that important but drives me nuts

No you’re not

He’s talking about jack

Come on sam he’s not dum

Everything you want is a house, a marriage and JACK

KERRY

LOVE OF MY LIFE

BREAKING UP WITH JACK FOR THE GREATER GOOD

I really like YOU Kerry

He’s so sad

He really liked Kerry

Retire please sir

Bye Kerry, I miss you already <3

If he told Sam he loved her right now she’d drop everything for him

He’s contemplating it

He’s confused but he’s thinking abut it because she’s stressed right now and ENGAGED but damn Kerry makes good points

More explanation and blah blah

Like if this was the main point of the story, there would be more talk of it outside of Daniel and we wouldn’t have just had 20 straight minutes if Sam and Jack pining over each other

Sorry can we talk about how PETE put a down payment on a house with OUT talking to her?? What if she didn’t like the neighbourhood?

Sorry I’m still mad about that

To be fair that green does look good on Daniel

Oma looks so proud

THEN STOP -B R E A K I N G- IT YOU GOOSE

Fuck sake woman

I’m so emotionally traumatised by this episode that I can’t remember half of what is added and half of whats in the 40 minute cut because I am repressing it lol. Obviously the scene with Kerry and the ones with Pete

NO JACOB

AND JACK BEING THERE FOR SAM

AND THEY MIGHT AS WELL HAVE SAID I LOVE YOU ALL OVER AGAIN

SORRY I NEED A TEN MINUTE BREAK TO CRY

OK I’m back

Sam looking at her like he wants to tell her he loves her breaks my tiny stone cold heart even more

He didn’t actually NEED to put his arm around her but they both actually really did need it

The way she rubs her thumb on his hand and leans into him I fucking can’t

AND MORE DANEIL FFS

Sorry I just feel like this was supposed to be the A plot, Dakara was the B plot and Sam/Jack was the C plot but it ended up Sam/Jack = A, Daniel and Anubis = B, Dakara = C

Took ya long enough to catch on, Danny boy

Good BYE PETE

You didn’t know shit from the beginning go home

That’s the same shade of blue Jack had on before… interesting

I mean it does have something to do with her father…

She will, babe, don’t stress

To be fair, to give him some credit, he took it like a champ

But also don’t be a creep ya know

Why does Sam’s jacket look awkward

She just looks awkward this entire sequence

INCOMING WORMHOLE

What, pray tell, is the point of the self destruct if it doesn’t blow up the gate? Isn’t that part of the point?

Daniel ya tit, that’s not gonna work

Fuck YEAH OMA

BEAT HIS FUCKING ASS

Now Daniel can come back to earth and be with Vala thanks

Literally the only time I like him is with Vala and then its with a push

This seems a little too convenient tbh

I know it was OMA but this episode just feels…. Disjointed

Ah but will you destroy it? Probably not knowing the Jaffa

I wonder if Sam and Jack have spoken by now. Clearly not the same day because different clothes.

I’d say two days since Dad?

Ack Naked!Daniel

Jack is so AWKWARD I LOVE HIM

SAM CAN’T LOOK AT HIM

BRA’TAC IS ENCOURAGING THIS BULL SHIT

F I S H I N G

I can believe it, Sam.

She’s leaning towards him

Aw that giggle

That look she gives him

They’re so happy

This was the perfect ending

It should have finished there

How much time passed between then and s9 I wonder

At least a month right because Sam had been away a month?

Well that was good.

Hurt my heart but it was good

Final notes:

Jacob and Janet deserved better

I want more Kerry

They should have stopped at s9

Sam and Jack are together now, TRY and convince me otherwise

I’m thinking of smutty fic ideas for the cabin please stop me

Thanks for coming along on that emotional roller coaster ride. Ended up being 9 pages of dot points so I’m sorry! But I feel like I’ve said my bit.

Oh one last thing

Fuck Pete 😊

#SG1 #Stargate SG1 #Stargate #SG1: Threads #Sam x Jack #Jack x Sam #OTP: They might as well have said I love you #Samantha Carter #Jack O'Neill #Teal'c #Daniel Jackson #Oma De Sala #jacob carter #kerry johnson #Gucci Douchebag #ATapps #RDA #mostly #Mudblood-and-proud watches

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awesomefan · 4 years

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The Spanish Princess 2x01 Reaction

Lord have mercy how was I able to sit through this cringy fake feminist shit show?! And how was I able to do it twice! Catherine is still unlikable as ever, and Lina is the only character in this show that I really like. I mean seriously how can you make someone as iconic, kind, gracious, and dignified as Catherine of Aragon into this bitchy, deceitful, selfish, manipulative brat who only cares about fulfilling her B.S. destiny of becoming the Queen of England. Anyways let’s get into the review.

So, we’re not even gonna get a full fledged scene of their coronation just a flashback:

God they look so awkward with that baby! They’re acting as if they’ve never held a baby before! Hold the damn baby right:

Wow what a clever way to show how ethnically different Spanish customs are from English ones by having Ferdinand kiss everyone as a form of greeting. Despite the fact that a simple Google search shows that it ain’t fucking true! God this show is cringy:

Why the fuck would you bring a newborn baby to a joust?! Why is the show making Catherine and Henry out to be these stupid neglectful parents who put their SON in danger?:

God please don’t make Thomas Moore and Margaret Pole into a couple. He was in a happy loving relationship with his wife Alice. Why do they feel the need to make them into a couple?!:

Charles and Mary 😍😍😍:

AGH HE JUST RIPPED OUT HIS DAMN EYEBALL:

Wait Edward Stafford never lost an eyeball that was Sir Francis Bryan. Is this their way of creating conflict between Henry and Edward? Over a damn eyeball?! When in actuality it was over him being a Plantagenet:

Is it just me or do the actors who play Catherine and Henry have no chemistry whatsoever?:

LINA AND OVIEDO!!!:

Surprise surprise Ferdinand's fake ass tricked them into marching their army into France:

How is anyone surprised by this? This is the same man who abandoned his abused daughter, and stole her kingdom from her all so her punk ass husband couldn’t have it:

You better watch yourself Catherine catching an attitude with Lina like that:

Lina is trying to warn you about your father’s bullshit, but you wanna catch an attitude cause of your pride. About to catch this fist:

TBH if I was Lina I wouldn’t be Catherine’s friend anymore. All she’s done is drag her into her endless selfish bullshit:

Now she’s want to cry about her father being an abusive piece of shit when Lina tried to warn her dumbass:

Did this heifer just leave her baby on a cold chapel ground?! What kind of heathenous bullshit is this:

Catherine: This is God punishing us

Henry: Why would he?

🤣🤣🤣 Bruh Henry was like:

Wow how stereotypical to make the Scottish out to be unruly barbarians:

Even more fake feminist bullshit with Margaret Tudor:

They are many ways to show feminism in the 16th century. You adding 21st century feminism into this does nothing but insult the real women who worked their asses off during those times to get into the positions of power they were in. Without the ironically fake sexist feminist B.S. that this show is trying to do:

I’m pretty sure Catherine never made a speech like this disowning her homeland. Otherwise Spain would’ve never had her back when Henry did her wrong:

Oh God are they really gonna have her pregnant ass fight in the ACTUAL battle in order to “prove” she’s a badass feminist?! ARE YOU SERIOUS?! What it wasn’t “gurl power” enough for her to ride in armor, and give an inspirational speech to the men before they went riding off in battle? Now ya’ll are gonna have her actually fight in battle because that makes her a real woman?! When there is no way in Heaven or Hell the men would allow their Queen pregnant with England’s heir fight in battle. Not to mention how are they gonna try to make Henry seem like the bad guy for not wanting her to fight in battle when all she’s doing is putting her and the baby in danger?! How is he in the wrong for that? How?!!!

This is just another example of this show’s fake feminist bullshit, and I am so sick of it. Be prepared when I review 2x02 cause it’s gonna be a trip.

Not my gifs they’re from: https://tenor.com/ & https://giphy.com/

#the spanish princess #tsp spoilers #the tudors #Catherine of Aragon #Henry VIII

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that-crazy-five-foot-two-chick · 3 years

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Gak I forgot to post this chapter

Saeran kept his shower to fifteen minutes exactly—no, seriously, Saeyoung timed him, it was scary—and promptly opened the bathroom door.

"Your turn."

"At the ready, sir!" Saeyoung saluted.

"The amount of energy you have should be a new renewable resource."

"And the amount of salt you have could rival the Dead Sea.”

[cont.] “And just so you're kept up on all the latest news, I asked MC about a video call during the livestream tomorrow."

"And did she say yes?"

Heat crept into Saeyoung's face. "Of course she said yes! I told you, it's not a date. It's just hangout time involving a shared interest."

"You just described half the internet's suggestions for date ideas."

"It's MC, Saeran. You and I have both known her for a while now. There is nothing between us."

"The fluster and the color on your face indicate otherwise. That and the fact that she lines up with all your childhood fictional crushes from when you would sneak stuff in to watch or read."

"That's called embarrassment at your ridic—"

"Hm let's see…Misa Amane,"

"I've gotten over her! She was cringy!"

"Ty Lee, Rapunzel, Star Butterfly, Rose—what's her name?"

"Lavillant."

"Kaori Miyazono, shall I continue?" Saeran smirked as Saeyoung scrambled to find words of protest.

"No. You should respect your elders."

"Please, by all means, remind me how many minutes older you are."

"Seven." He tried to keep a straight face as the significance of the number was far from lost on him.

"Right," Saeran rolled his eyes. "Just get in the shower. Maybe when you get your pants off, you can get on the toilet and relieve some of that emotional constipation."

"You're one to talk."

"And you're one to get your sorry self in the shower. When was the last time you washed anyway?"

"Um...not that long ago!"

"How long." Saeran raised his eyebrow.

"Uhh...Sunday night! Because we watched the live streamed mass that day!"

"...Saeyoung. It is Wednesday. Get in the shower."

"Fiiiiiine."

"And don't think I've forgotten about our topic earlier. At least consider the idea. They say the shower's the place where all the best thinking gets done."

"I thought that was the toilet. And I will do nothing of the sort." Saeyoung sniffed.

"Both sounds fantastic actually. Then you can stop being full of crap and funk."

"I'm going! I'm going!"

*****

Saeyoung did not, in fact, do as he said he would. He did think about what Saeran said. It was all the shower's fault. Sure, MC was pretty and quirky and all, but his eyes were platonic, not blind. Well, when he took his glasses off, it was a different matter, but anyway! Friends. They were friends.

Against his will, his mind drifted to the last RFA party. She had worn a fancy floor-length gown that seemed to contrast so starkly with the personality she had shown over the RFA chats. At least, until she ran up to Saeyoung with a hundred watt grin to proudly display the dress's pockets. MC looked like the funniest princess Gisney could never come up with.

Later at the party, they danced together. She was surprisingly decent at ballroom dancing, and her bare arms were cold, but soft. The passion she had put into organizing the party, though? Anything but cold. Agh, it was such a fun night. He could have pulled off that dress almost as well as her, though. Almost.

As feelings suddenly flooded in with his memories, Saeyoung got splashed in the eye with water.

Well f—

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isaac-lahey-imagines · 5 years

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IMAGINE #68 || REQUEST #32

So I kind of patterned this with the episode Chaos Rising and the episodes after it, and boy did I went back to my ATLA roots and shipping the hell out of Zutara (again). And I think I just turned my sister into a Zutara shipper lmao.

Disclaimer: This is not beta-checked, the usual things I say like if there are any errors, my bad! Also a disclaimer, I used the bad (my friends described it as cursed lmao) avatar live-action bending scene gifs so yeah, I had to scan through the movie to see what I can use, and can I just say that it was so cringy? Like up until now I hate it with a burning passion. I just hope that the Netflix live-action adaptation will be better.

~~~

Gathering in Derek's apartment to plan the rescue mission, Stiles had laid out the blueprint of the bank and started talking while scribbling on the piece of drafting paper.

"Uh, why isn't she helping?" You heard a voice suddenly speak up over Stiles' explaining the contents of the blueprint.

"She's helping us, trust me," Scott answered, eyes not leaving the floor plan of the bank.

"What? How?" Peter asked again. "And who is she?"

"She's none of your business, now shut up," Stiles replied quite fast before he went back to pointing at the figures and labels of the floor plan.

"Oh, but I would like to know who are the people you're inviting into my apartment-"

"Peter, shut up." Derek cut him off. "And it's my apartment."

You felt eyes staring daggers into you as you remained unphased by the older Hale, it didn't sit well with him that he wasn't 'feared' by a teenager, let alone a girl. He wanted to say something else but was told off by Derek to let it go.

It was by this time you felt your meditation was working when you felt Isaac's presence, it was weak but unstable. This left a heavy weight in your chest when you tried to coax him out of this strange 'trance' but it wouldn't work, no matter how much you tried there was this bizarre blockage that hindered it.

"Forget the drill," You heard Derek disregard Stiles' suggestion of bringing power tools.

"I'm sorry?" Stiles questioned, looking to Derek with confusion with Scott mirroring his expression.

"If I go in first, how much space do I have?" The werewolf asked in all seriousness.

You can feel Stiles look to Scott and your brother giving him an 'I don't know what he's talking about' look.

"What do you think you're gonna do, Derek?" Stiles asked. "You're gonna punch through a wall?"

"Yes, Stiles." He breathed out. "I'm gonna punch through the wall."

"O-okay, big guy. Let's see it." Stiles challenged. "Let's see that big ol' fist. C'mon."

Curiosity got the better of you making you disregard your meditation and open your eyes and look to where your brother and the others were. Stiles continued to 'mock' Derek and his werewolf abilities while Peter sat on the circular stairwell watching and rolling his eyes at the pathetic mockery of their kind.

"Get it out there, don't be scared. C'mon the big bad wolf gonna punch through the wall," Derek lifted a fist in between them before Stiles lifted his flat palm in front of it and held Derek's wrist a few inches away.

"Okay, see this?" Stiles started. "That's maybe 3 inches of room to gather enough force to punch through solid co-"

And just like that, the sound that resembled watermelon being crushed echoed in the loft as you watched Derek effortlessly jabbed the make-believe wall Stiles created with his flat palm. Your brother's best friend ended up being shoved backward and have his arm hit against the metal table, the sound painfully echoed through the walls while a pained expression was evident on his face as he whimpered.

"Agh!" His voice cracked as he walked away from the two werewolves to where you were. "He can do it!"

You tried to hold your laughter, your smile even, as you bit your lips in between your teeth. You maneuvered Stiles to sit in front of you and gathered water in your hand before aiding the injured extremity and encasing his hand in the water bubble you created and working on it the way your teacher taught you.

It took another hour for them before they settled with an alternative plan, a plan that involved you this time.

"No, she's not coming with us." Scott's voice boomed making you jerk a little in surprise, his hands clenching the sides of the table that had the architectural blueprint of the Beacon Hills bank on it. His knuckles turning whiter the more he listened to Derek explain as to how you were going to be of great help in the rescue mission.

"Yes, she is." Derek continued their little banter back and forth as if you weren't in the room.

"She'll fit perfectly in the vent-" Stiles defended, noting that with your abilities, it'll be a plus on their side.

"No, I won't let her." Scott cut him off, feeling frustrated with how the other two seemed keen on putting you in danger's way.

"What does she do, anyway?" Peter decided to join and tried to sound relevant and ask but was rather ignored as Stiles and Derek teamed up against Scott and continued.

"C'mon, Scott." Stiles started again. "Just think-"

Stiles didn't get to finish whatever he was going to say when the lights in Derek's place flickered while a buzz of electricity sounded and sparked on top of them, their attention suddenly cautious at what was happening with their surroundings.

"I'd prefer to make my own decisions and not let other people dictate what I can and cannot do." You spoke, standing up from your comfortable seat on the couch and accidentally spilling the water blob that encased Stiles' hand on himself making it look like he wet his pants. You apologized quickly, your mood changes for a split second before returning to your irritated state.

"I know you mean well, Scott. But I can handle myself out there," you argued to your brother. "I can practically outmatch every single one of you here."

Though the majority of the men in the room agreed, one didn't. He stood from his sitting position on the stairs and looked like he wanted a challenge.

"Uh, Peter-" The man ignored Stiles' protest as he stood right in front of you, Scott gave a low warning growl just as Derek did the same with their claws slowly showing.

"I wouldn't say that if I were you, little girl," Peter advised, his eyes squinting and head shaking in disbelief at what you said.

"But you aren't me, so." You answered back, raising one brow up. Your attitude made up for your height that Peter and all the men in your life had in their advantage.

"I could cut that tongue of yours right now," he opened his clawed hand and showed the nails that grew in length, his canines already out and ready to bite your head off.

"And I can do this right now," you replied with no one registering your swift movements, not even the werewolf in front of you.

From your standing position in front of Peter, you took your right foot back and twisted your lower body before launching yourself up in the air and gave a very powerful tornado kick. Your foot made contact with his cheekbone, the sound of bone crunching bounced off the walls. Gracefully landing on your feet, you proceeded with stomping your left foot on the floor making a large wedge of concrete suddenly rise from the floor below Peter which sent him flying against the wall on the other side of the room.

To say that your brother was rather proud at what just happened was an understatement, his jaw dropped just as Stiles had his hands on his head with his fingers gripping at his brown hair and Derek looking impressed with wide eyes as he watched his uncle struggling to stand up.

~~~

With your legs crossed, you sat by the large windows as rain poured outside and thunder and lightning flashed illuminating the poorly lit apartment. All of you compromised on the plan by letting you be in on it and be the 'backup' in case, Scott not wanting to put his younger sister in the first line of defense.

You had your eyes closed but you can pinpoint exactly where Peter and Stiles were inside of Derek's place, his uncle lounging on the sofa and Stiles standing beside you while he looked out the window – the way he stood didn't quite help with your concentration since his leg fidgeted.

"I can't take waiting around like this." The corner of your eye twitched at the sound of Stiles' voice breaking the silence of the apartment. "You know, it's nerve-wracking."

You and Peter ignored him and continued to stay silent but he proceeded with his wordplay, you knew this was how he 'coped' per se in situations like this-fidgeting with the skin of his fingers or babbled non-stop, or both.

"My nerves are wracked." He said. "Severely wracked."

"Wracked." He repeated.

"I could beat you unconscious," Peter suggested, his eyes looking at Stiles who had his back turned still facing the window.

"I could beat you to death." You suggested back, not opening your eyes yet you can just picture the look of annoyance plastered on Peter Hale's face as he let out a growl that you felt as it reverberated through the ground.

Stiles then started talking about Erica, why they keep the werewolves in a bank specifically and not in an underground chamber; pointing out that they're an alpha pack and having 'lairs' to which Peter replied in a monotoned voice, "They're werewolves, not Bond villains."

"Wait a sec, wait a sec!" Stiles' voice grew gradually louder forcing you to open your eyes and be an ear and listen to what he has to say, feeling that it might be of importance.

"Maybe they're living there, you know?" He started. "Maybe the bank vault reminds them of their little wolf dens."

"Stiles, I don't think that's what they had in mind." You contradicted his idea as politely as your voice allowed you to before hearing Peter repeat the word 'wolf dens' more to himself.

"Yeah, wolf dens. Where do you live?" He then asked turning around to face Peter.

"In an underground network of caves hidden deep in the woods," Hale sarcastically answered to which you rolled your eyes to but to Stiles it seemed like he believed it.

"Woah, really?"

"No, you idiot, I have an apartment downtown."

"Okay, fine but that still proves that there's something up with the bank."

"And why wait around for the full moon, huh?" Stiles added.

"Looks very poetic to me." You commented, standing up from your position and walking near the table where the blueprint was laid out, your eyes scanned the scribbles Stiles made that pointed to where the vault was located and how your brother and Derek was going to get in.

"Well, they already had 3 full moons to be poetic," Stiles replied, gesturing his hand to the moon that was slowly creeping out of the dark rain clouds outside.

"And here you have only 1 full hour to be so anno-" When Peter stopped at what he was going to say, you looked his way with confusion evident in your face as he started to get up from his comfortable position lying on the sectional.

"What are the walls made of?" He suddenly asked.

"Wha-oh, well there's wood and stone..." Stiles trailed off looking up at the ceiling and at the walls of the apartment.

"No, the vault!" Peter repeated before he started flipping through the floor plans trying to find what materials were used. "What are they made out of?"

"Where does it say?" He asked again when he couldn't find any of it labeled on the plans.

Looking through the other plans Stiles brought, you skimmed and tried to find the word 'materials' and 'vault' in them. It took a few more seconds before Stiles brought out a bull-clipped document and started looking for it there.

"There!" You exclaimed when you finally saw it.

Stiles and Peter quickly read through it before letting out a shaky breath.

"What is it?" You asked, your face still holding that confused look you had earlier.

"Call Scott now," Peter demanded rather frantically as Stiles took out his phone and started dialing your brother.

It took about 3 rings before Scott answered.

"Stiles, now's not the best time." You heard Scott say hurriedly, his voice sounding echo-y as you strained your ears to listen.

You heard a low growl as Derek spoke in the background, you were starting to feel fidgety yourself as you walked to the armchair where you laid your jacket on upon coming in a while ago.

"Scott! Scott, no, listen to me." Stiles said. "You gotta get out of there."

"I'm going to get them, I don't care if they won't give us that damn signal for backup." You said as you took your phone from the side table of the armchair and pocketed it in your pants.

"Look, the walls of the vault are made with a mineral called Hecatolite," Stiles informed. "It scatters the moonlight."

"What does that mean?" Scott asked.

"It keeps the moonlight out – they haven't felt the full moon in months." You added.

You can practically hear everyone's heart beating a hundred times faster as the air in the room started to feel rather heavy, you weren't sure if Derek could even hear what you were saying over the phone.

"Deucalion has kept them from shifting for 3 full moons diminishing their tolerance to it." Peter butt in.

"Scott, they're gonna be stronger." "They're more savage, more bloodthirsty..."

Both Stiles and Peter were now talking at the same time as they listened to what was happening on the other line.

"They're the starved lions, and you and Derek just stepped into their coliseum." Peter mirrored the situation with that of a gladiator ring.

"I'm headed there now," you called out before leaving the place in a rush but you didn't miss the sudden growls and Stiles shouting over the phone, this made you move even faster in your pace as you climbed up to the top of the building and started jumping from one roof to another.

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Arriving at the bank and following the frantic heavy movements you felt on the ground beneath you, you ran as fast as you can and caught up with the scene of Allison calling out to Scott and Derek by a large round metal door before breaking what you can only guess was a barrier of mountain ash. This then resulted into more growls before you saw Boyd running out of the vault followed by a girl and to your surprise and relief, Isaac.

"Isaac?" You say under your breath as you watched him and the others scurry away and out of the bank. Jumping from one ledge to the other of the atrium, you landed on the ground just as you saw Derek grasp Allison's arm rather harshly.

"What were you thinking?!" He asked angrily, a vein on his neck and temple looking prominent as his blood boiled.

"Don't touch her!" You brother, bloodied and bruised, emerged from the vault almost stumbling at his shaken-up state.

"I had to do something," she defended herself.

While the other two were busy, you caught Scott's attention as you gracefully landed on your feet before gesturing like you were about to throw something at Derek, to which a strong gust of wind blew him away from Allison making him land on his butt against the vault's door.

"Women don't like to be man-handled, Hale." You informed crossing your arms over your chest looking a bit annoyed at how he was treating Allison, Derek could only reply with a growl at what you did as he stood up immediately.

"She saved your lives." You said just as you walked to Scott and helped him out of the vault, you held him by his waist and put his arm around your shoulders as you tried to carry some of his weight to relieve the pressure of his injury. "Didn't you think of that?"

"Yeah, and what did you think they were going to do out there?" Derek shouted, pointing a finger at you before pointing of the exit they went out of.

"Do you have any idea what we just set free?" Derek now turned to Allison.

"You want to blame me?" She asked, the volume of his voice at par with Derek's. "Well, I am not the one turning teenagers into killers."

You ignored what Derek and Allison were talking about as you concentrated in giving your brother first aid, you were thankful that you brought even a little bit of water with you locked in a charm that would help in situations like this.

You didn't waste any more time in going after the 3 werewolves that escaped after finally finding, to Derek's misfortune, Erica's dead body and laying her to rest peacefully somewhere only he knew.

Upon arriving at the forest grounds, you kneeled down and laid your hand flat on the wet soil and tried to sense the vibration the 3 escapees were emitting. It didn't take too long before you found the path, their stomps growing harder and faster as they felt like live wires under the moon after how many months.

"They split up," you informed, feeling the footsteps going further and further from your range.

Once the 2 werewolves caught on with their scents, they started following one path and you did the same, your hand giving off little sparks as your nervousness was slowly taking over the further away you wandered away from Derek and Scott– the thought of you being alone in a dark forest and this being your last (hopefully not) night alive didn't help.

As your feet started to feel stronger vibrations the further you went north, you sped up your pace before finally stumbling upon Isaac announcing is presence to an innocent victim by growling and showing off his claws and canines.

Just before the person screamed, you took a step forward before letting you punch air straight towards Isaac. Stumbling backward, this distracted him as you helped his almost victim get away quickly by setting the ground under her footing move farther from where you and the werewolf were.

"Isaac!" You called, making an attempt that maybe your presence and your voice might help in bringing him back to his human self. But this only made it worse as he gave a growl before charging at you, the intensity in his eyes could match the fiery element you held in you.

Sliding your foot forward at the same time moving your clenched fists in the same direction, you created a barrier of rock in front of you - it didn't last too long though as Isaac broke through and continued heading your way with claws at the ready looking desperate.

Managing to get moisture from the humid air as well as the trees and plants around you, you created a whip that you used to strike at Isaac. His run towards your direction halted as he felt sear hot pain on his shoulder running diagonally down to his waist, his eyes glowed a brighter yellow as he looked back at you with an angrier expression on his face.

"Isaac, it's me!" Your whip curled around his wrist before turning into solid ice, you pulled him towards you with as much strength as you have before flipping backward and hitting him with an uppercut using your foot.

With the water whip, you proceeded to wave your hand in a circular motion in front of you and let it wrap around Isaac and slowly turn it into solid ice to lock him in place.

“Isaac,” you spoke his name again, approaching the werewolf that was kneeling in front of you with eyes a yellow color and canines still showing. You had your hands up in front of you to show that you were not a threat, the growls he made slowly lessened as you now stood in front of him.

He looked at you confused, his brows furrowed and all you wanted to do was just kiss away those worry lines on his forehead. But you didn’t want to risk your face getting mauled.

Placing your palms gently and carefully on either side of his head, you started working on trying to draw out his humanity from underneath the beast that was trapped in the vault – his eyes slowly rolling back in his head as his lids shut and the water that encased your hand started glowing a silver blue color that reflected the full moon on top of you.

You watched as his eyes moved under those closed lids as if looking for someone, his canines slowly turned back to his normal teeth and his ragged breath turned calmer. But before you can even finish, the sudden burst of the solid wall you've created around the two of you threw you off guard. You felt a massive weight collide with your body before pinning you down on the ground and knocking the air out of your lungs, the dizziness you felt was quickly disregarded as you felt a sharp ache growing from your shoulders and down to the bottom of your spine.

You gave out a painful scream as you gathered enough strength to push the ground beneath your palm resulting in a chunk of the earth bury whatever it was that attacked you, Isaac, on the other hand, broke free from the ice and started running towards you-your screams awakening something inside of him.

“Y/N,” Trying to recover and stand up from the sudden attack, Isaac was quick to help you and position you behind his protective stance. Your hand was now cupping a ball of blue and orange flame that danced together as it illuminated the dark forest while the other held on to him for support.

Upon directing the light to the direction of your attacker, you saw that it was Boyd who attacked you – while he was distracted and getting his bearings together, you winced before kneeling down and motioned your hands as if you were lifting something. Isaac watched as you created a mound that swallowed Boyd’s body – the soil coming just below his chin, not wanting to cover above their heads and suffocate him.

“Woah,” you heard Isaac say under his breath looking wide-eyed at what just happened.

With a heavy breath, you stood up slowly as you started to feel the back of your shirt getting wet and feel the goosebumps decorate your arms from the sudden coolness of the air hitting the large gashes that Boyd inflicted on you.

“Y/N, your back!” Isaac turned you around just to see how big and worse the damage present.

“I know, just let me call Scott.” You said, trying to hide the wince as you moved to reach for your phone. Isaac didn’t miss it though but he only pretended to not notice as he started to remove his jacket and lay it on your shoulder to cover it up.

Squinting your eyes, you took your phone from your pocket and dialed for your brother.

"Y/N, where are you?" Scott immediately answered, sounding out of breath as he ran on the other line.

"I'm somewhere north, but Isaac’s already here and I got Boyd already -" before you can even finish your sentence, from the corner of your eye you saw a figure heading straight at you and Isaac.

You weren’t confident in math even back in grade school so you definitely miscalculated your movements as you pushed Isaac out of the way and blasted a line of blue and orange flames its way only to feel your arm dislocate from your shoulder as your body landed on the cold soil. Letting out another cry of pain, you can hear Scott's panicked voice over the phone that was now about a meter away from you while Isaac knelt down to cover your body and let out a loud growl at the creature that attacked and pulled at you. You could only see a figure up on a tree branch, the silhouette looking familiar as you remembered the other werewolf that was also kept in the vault.

“It’s Cora,” he informed before charging at the werewolf and attacking her with claws and teeth.

So that’s her name, you thought.

You watched as Cora kicked and clawed at Isaac and getting the upper hand in the fight. Grunting and letting out a growl yourself, you hooked your working hand and let out a blast of blue flame towards the figure while you sat in a kneeling position on the ground. You watched as Isaac and Cora broke off from clawing at each other’s face at the sight and feel of the fire.

As the girl kept her distance and seemed to be calculating her next moves, you decided to use this time to pop your arm back in place.

“Is that even possible?” Isaac asked running towards you and with a helpless look, not knowing what to do with your situation right now. His eyes glanced between you and Cora, keeping an eye on her so that any time she decides to attack, he’ll be ready.

If it were possible, you can feel your teeth breaking as you bit back a scream when you felt it pop back in place. Ignoring the pain that throbbed, you stood up immediately and started shooting a line of fire and water that both burned and froze the target on the tree branch until she eventually fell on the ground.

Just when you thought that you were almost done dealing with Cora, Boyd decided to finally break free from the mound and attack the two of you – it was now a tie between the teams.

“Y/N, get behind me.” You heard Isaac say, his hands pulling at your wrist and making you stand behind him.

“No,” you argued. “I’ll take care of Cora, you go after Boyd.”

Using him as a cover, you ignored the pain and with straightened fingers, motioned your hands in a diagonal movement resulting in large buttress-like rock formations emerging from the ground and throw them to the side.

Isaac then proceeded to attack the disoriented Boyd while you went for Cora, your elements trying to move and work as quick as Cora avoided it. Twisting your body and waving your hands in a circular motion, water whipped at the girl as she landed on her back on the ground. She quickly recovered and retorted with a side kick to your left making you grunt and reply with an uppercut followed by a roundhouse.

When the two were starting to get the upper hand, Isaac pulled you to the side and started taking them on his own.

“Y/N, do the other thing!” He called out as he took a hit, Boyd and Cora getting closer to bite his neck clean off.

Without hesitation, you took a breath and concentrated on the two werewolves. You promised yourself that you weren’t going to use it and yet, there will always be a time when you will need to. Glowing a silver-blue color, your eyes took in the image and your hands automatically was in control of their movements.

You can hear and see the blood pumping in their veins and you can feel it in your hands, as if you were holding it. Isaac stood up from the ground and backed away watching as you had full control of the werewolves, the rigid and abrupt movements of your hands mirrored that of Cora’s and Boyd’s movements of standing straight up and their arms stuck to their side.

You didn’t know what came into you as you unconsciously curled your fingers inward, you felt the two slowly losing itself as the palm of your hand grew cold. When you were about to pull you clenched fists to the sides in a ripping manner and finish them off then and there, you felt a warm hand envelope yours drawing you back to reality.

You didn’t realize that tears were now running down your cheeks when Isaac cupped your face and wiped them with the pads of his thumbs, your brother and Derek arriving at the scene just as Boyd and Derek’s sister scurried off.

“What the hell was that?” You assumed that Derek saw everything as he fast approached you, his features looking like he was about to attack you. Isaac immediately covered you with his body and let a low warning growl while Scott stopped the other Alpha in his tracks by standing in between Derek and the two of you.

Isaac could only hug you closer to him as Scott dialed for Stiles to pick the four of you up, his hands careful not to touch your gashes on the back and your injured shoulder.

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