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simeonisalesbian · 3 years

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Hey so how would the obey me demon bros deal with a s/o who’s been a bit distant all week and if the demon boy asks what is wrong, s/o tells him “I’ll let you know when I’m done thinking about it”. They’re thinking hard about whether to take this potion they obtained or not. A week goes by and s/o confesses that they made a decision about something and they’ve took a potion to expand their lifespan a couple thousands of years instead of just living to be 100, s/o wants to spent more time with their demon boy, but they also realised 100 years is such a short amount of time for a demon, they’d be all alone after just 100 years for thousands of years?

Lmao you're filling up my ask box with so many big brain ideas all at once! This isn't a complaint at all btw so thank you ^.^

Lucifer:

He notices you been a bit more spaced out through the day and asks you about it later in his office

he's content with your answer. There are times when he needs a bit of space to reorganize his thoughts so he doesn’t mind

Of course, he is curious what you could possibly be thinking about. It couldn't have possibly been something he's done, right?

He does try not to dwell on it however he does start snapping at his brothers more often and for the smallest of things.

He also seems to be working later than usual. You can't help but wonder if he's slept at all actually.

He looked half asleep when you came into his office to explain what you were thinking about the past week.

When you tell him what you decided he visibly relaxes.

"You know you could have discussed this with me, love. That's a large decision to make on your own, though I am very pleased with the outcome."

He hadn't realized how worried he was about losing you until you were so distant this past week.

Now he just held you in his arms glad to have you with him longer than what would have originally been.

Mammon:

when you start being a bit more distant and don't seem to be paying as much attention to him he immediately panics

your response doesn't help him much either

Thinking about what? Did he do something wrong? He stole a couple of your sweatshirts but that can't be it, right?

If you suddenly start finding objects that you thought you lost well Mammon doesn't have much to say about it.

it's not like he took em or anything so you can't be mad at him for it. Please don't be mad at him

you acting weird and distant makes him act all weird and he ends up sucking up to everyone trying to figure out where he fucked up.

Now you have all of the brothers worried because Mammon doesn't pay off his debts for any random reason.

when you do finally explain he just hugs you

"Just tell me this shit, you stupid human. I was worried you hated me." The last part was mumbled.

It then sinks in what you finally said.

He's thrilled that he has longer to be with you. He's hugging you even tighter now telling you just how much he loves you.

He didn't ever want to bring it up but your mortality did weigh on his mind everyone and a while.

Insist you two go to a casino to celebrate. You just made him the luckiest demon in the world Mc he's gotta take advantage of this luck while it lasts!

Leviathan:

he notices your more distant when you weren't paying nearly as much attention while you two were playing a game

he pauses to ask what's up and nods as you give him the answer

He's fine with it at first. Then he starts getting in his head about it.

What were you thinking about that you didn't want to tell him? Did he forget a date again? He did get really into a new game the other day it's possible he forgot. Oh shit, what if he forgot too many dates and you were thinking about breaking up with him. Maybe your sick of being with a gross otaku like him...

Levi's mind really is his own worst enemy here.

He becomes more reclusive and stays in his room the entire week just kinda moping about.

When you finally do come to tell him what you were thinking about he completely interrupts you crying his eyes out

"Please don't break up with Mc. I- I- I know I'm not the be-best at dating or even being your boy- boyfriend b-but I can try harder! I can give up video games for-uhh- for a few hours- no wait days and- and-"

you have to stop him and reassure him that you are definitely not breaking up with him.

When you finally do explain what you were thinking about and that you chose to take the potion he starts tearing up again

Don't worry they're happy tears this time He's just so overwhelmed. In fact, he's so excited he just hugs you crying into you mumbling 'I love you's between breaths

Satan:

he notices you were staring at the same page of a book for far too long to actually be reading so he asks what wrong

He's fine with your answer but makes sure he's there to listen if you want to talk about whatever it is you're thinking about

He does keep an eye on you just to make sure you don't seem unhappy with him or anything

and you don't seem upset. Just lost in thought. He is still slightly concerned though. You've been think for a while now. You'll talk to him if you need to, right?

He definitely seems a bit more irritable this past week and Lucifer is growing really sick of how many pranks have been played on him.

When you do finally explain why you were so distant he's speechless. He's just so filled with love and adoration he can't find words to express it.

He just holds you close thrilled he'll have more time than planned for with you.

If you notice his eyes are a bit wet well he found some dusty books is all. He's not crying don't be ridiculous.

Asmodeus:

He's very concerned when you start acting a bit distant.

He smiles telling you not to "think too hard it will give you wrinkles!"

He does worry a bit though. Is he being too clingy? Is he not being attentive enough?

He's so good when it comes to short flings or one-night stands that he worries he's not good enough to be in a long-term relationship.

he does try to push the thoughts out of his mind. He does trust you enough to tell him straight out if he did something wrong. Communication is key after all.

That doesn't stop him from having a self-care day every single day. The stress of you thinking is going to ruin his natural glow!

When you do finally tell him he practically screams out of excitement before attacking you with kisses

"Oh, darling this is so exciting! I'll make sure you never regret your choice ever I love you so much!"

Beelzebub:

He is worried as soon as he notices you eating a bit slower than usual and seems a bit spaced out.

He asks if he did something wrong first, before asking what's wrong in general.

he doesn't mind that your thinking about something. He's just worried that something happened that has you thinking this hard.

Are you certain he didn't do something wrong? Did his brothers do something wrong? Was a random demon mean to you? He can just eat them if that's the case.

He does eat a bit more than usual causing everyone else to get annoyed that they have to refill the fridge 3 times in one day

when you do finally come forward and tell him you drank the potion he just engulfs you in a bear hug. He's so very happy he doesn't have to worry about losing you anytime soon. You might have to tap out of the hug though since he'll start breaking bones if he hugs you any tighter

Belphegor:

Asks you when you zone out instead of actually napping with him.

He grumbles joking that you should think quieter since it woke him up.

He doesn't actually fall asleep afterward though.

He's concerned he did something that made you upset again. You'd tell him if he did right? He doesn't want to go through the effort of pushing you if you aren't going to tell him. If you're upset you should just yell at him instead of saying you thinking or whatever.

He'll act all petty until you tell him what's up. Your best pillows are magically going to disappear and the soft blanket you love so much is now always being used by the sleepy demon

When you finally do tell him he feels like a bit of an asshole for stealing your entire bedspread.

He's not the best at expressing his feelings so he'll just cling to you mumbling how he loves you to the moon and back.

Not only have all your pillows reappeared but you have the best dreams for a few months straight.

#obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me leviathan #obey me satan #obey me asmodeus #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphegor #obey me headcanons

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dakotacrisis · 3 years

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Adrien’s Sick Day

(This dumb idea would not let me sleep. Adrien gets sick but refuses to miss school so chugs a bottle of Nyquil but starts crashing when he gets to school. Shoots back an energy drink to keep awake. Disassociates so hard he comes to with a new fencing trophy and a girlfriend.)

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Adrien was sick. He never got sick easy but he was sicker than a dog today. His temperature was through the roof and the only medicine in the house was a bottle of Nyquil.

“Sounds like an easy day in.” Plagg said. “Chug it down and let’s get back to bed.”

Adrien shook his head. “I wanna go to school.”

“School?” Plagg rested on top of his head, “Kid, do you really want to attempt class today?”

“I have already missed normal human interaction for the first fifteen years of my life. I am not missing another day!” Adrien chugged down the Nyquil. “Let’s go!”

Despite Plagg’s protests to stay inside Adrien collected his bag and headed to school. He was doing well up until he stepped inside and the medicine really started kicking in. Right...the medicine wasn’t the non-drowsy kind.

“Hey dude,” Nino clapped him on the back to which Adrien almost fell face first into floor. “Dang, what’s wrong with you?”

“Fever. Medicine. Sleepy. Not missing class.” Adrien rubbed the sleep from his eyes. “Got any coffee?”

“I have this.” Nino pulled out an energy drink from his bag. “You can have it if you really want it but I think you should just go home.”

“No, I’m fine. Hand it over.” Adrien took the drink and walked with Nino into class.

In the blink of an eye Adrien was no longer in class but back home in his room holding a half empty cup of boba. “What the...” Adrien looked around. “How did I...”

The sun was further down in the sky so it must be later. Oh god, where did he put his phone? On his desk was a new fencing trophy he didn’t remember earning. Hanging off the trophy’s miniature epee was the lucky charm Marinette had lent him.

This was strange. He checked the clock on his computer and was surprised to see that it was five in the evening. What had happened all day? He couldn’t remember a thing.

The sound of his phone ringing with a notification caught his attention. He rummaged around in his bag and pulled it out. The background on his phone had changed too. Instead of the picture of him and Nino it was him in his fencing uniform holding a trophy in one hand and his other arm wrapped around Marinette who was kissing his cheek.

Okay. What the heck happened today?

He went to his contacts and hit Nino’s number. Hopefully he could shed some light on this situation.

“Hey bro, what’s up?” Nino shouted over the roar of a crowd in the background, “You change your mind and want to come out to the party?”

“Party?” Adrien asked. “What party?”

“Well I guess it is turning more into a festival. I know Marinette said you should go home and rest but you sound a lot better. We’re currently out under the Eiffel Tower if you wanna stop by.”

“What festival? What’s going on?” Adrien couldn’t make heads or tails of what he was saying. He was fairly certain there wasn’t any parties or holidays today.

“Sorry dude, I can’t hear you.” Nino shouted over the noise, “Eiffel Tower! Come out! Have some fun!”

He hung up and Adrien was back at square one but with even more questions. Maybe there were some clues in his phone. He checked his pictures and saw that there were more pictures he had taken today. The picture he had set as his background was there. There was a group shot with the guys who held Adrien up on their shoulders. Those were taken around four.

Adrien checked his calendar and saw that he did have a fencing tournament today at three. So that’s where he must have been for that hour. And he ended up placing first while zonked out on cold medicine. Adrien wasn’t sure what to make of that. Either his opponents weren’t that great or he is just an amazing fencer when he’s blacked out. Neither sat right with him.

That’s still leaves the seven hours from school and the hour between when he won the tournament and when he got home. Wait! Plagg! Plagg was by his side the entire time! He’d know!

“Plagg!” Adrien called, “Plagg! Where are you?”

“Ugh, you said I could relax.” Plagg’s voice came from the cheese cabinet. Adrien opened it and saw Plagg nesting atop a large wheel of camembert. “Haven’t we done enough today?”

“Plagg, I don’t remember what happened today. You have to fill me in.”

“Seriously?” PLagg laughed, “You don’t remember a thing?”

“No! And it’s creeping me out!” Adrien pulled him out of the cabinet. “Please tell me what I did.”

“Well I don’t really know.”

“How do you not know? You hide in my bag all day!”

“I sleep in your bag all day. I only woke up for the akuma.”

“Akuma? When was there an akuma?”

“A bunch of akumas. We had another Scarlet Akuma pandemic going on before you ran off to go fencing. You and Ladybug were really struggling for a while there until your doppelgangers showed up. Something happened after the akumas got purified but I was tired and bored at that point and stopped paying attention.”

“No! Plagg, I need to know what happened! And what do you mean by doppelgangers?”

“Oh right, bunny girl brought future you and Ladybug back in time to help with the akumas.”

“My future self! Future Ladybug?!” Adrien was going to throw himself off a building. He had completely missed meeting his future self and seeing what Ladybug looked like grown up. She could have only gotten more beautiful.

“Yeah, it was trippy.” Plagg said. “That’s all I remember though. After you transformed back you had to go to fencing and I stayed in your locker resting.”

“So you don’t know anything else? Not even about this?” Adrien showed him the picture of Marinette kissing him.

“Awe, finally got that girlfriend of yours I see. But no. No idea.”

“You’re awfully helpful.” Adrien sighed. He needed answers. He wasn’t gonna be able to focus until he filled in the blanks from today. He got online and started combing through the footage from the akuma attack. Plagg wasn’t kidding. This was the most akumas Adrien had ever seen. It looked as if half of Paris had been infected.

Him, Ladybug, and some of the other heroes were fighting against them but losing ground fast. A shining portal opened up and...holy crap. It really was his future self walking alongside a grown up Ladybug. Bunnix also joined them. The footage sped by as the heroes, future and present fought side by side. Adrien had always thought that he and Ladybug were a well oiled machine but seeing their future counterparts fight made them look like fish flopping on a deck. It was as if they were thinking about each other’s moves five steps ahead.

There was an eruption of white butterflies as the akumas were purified. The people cheered. Future Chat grabbed Future Ladybug and spun her in the air in victory. And then...oh…present Ladybug grabbed present Chat and kissed him. Seriously?! Another kiss he couldn’t remember!

“PLAGG!” Adrien shouted, “YOU SAID NOTHING ELSE HAPPENED!”

“Nothing did!” Plagg shouted back.

“LADYBUG KISSED ME! THAT’S NOT NOTHING TO ME!”

“How is this any different then the other times she kissed you and you forgot?”

“Y’know what--!”

“Can’t hear you. Napping.” Plagg started snoring loudly.

Adrien sighed. He turned his attention back to the screen.

There was only more cheering as the two kissed. Wait. So he kissed Ladybug and Ladybug kissed him back and they both remember so why had Marinette been kissing him in his fencing picture? Once again, more questions.

The future miraculous holders went back through the portal. His present self and Ladybug waved to the crowd then vaulted out of frame. According to the akuma report online that was from 12:40 to 2:55. Another two hours accounted for. Yet it was the minutes in between that seemed to hold all the answers.

Adrien grabbed his school bag and dumped it out looking for more answers. There had to be something else. All of it looked pretty normal. Books, homework assignments, a couple empty containers of camembert, and a few loose papers. He picked up one and saw it was an excerpt of a script. A Midsummer Night’s Dream? What was this doing in his bag? They were supposed to start their Shakespeare period in literature class so it wasn’t so out of place.

The assignment was to recreate a scene from one of Shakespeare’s plays. At the top of the page was Adrien’s name as well as Marinette’s. He guessed they must have gotten partnered up. Maybe he should try calling her to figure out what was going on.

He picked up his phone and searched for Marinette’s contact, her name in his phone had been changed to Girlfriend with a bunch of sparkly hearts around it. So apparently she was his girlfriend now, according to his phone at least. He called her but the call went to voicemail. Okay, maybe Alya knows. He called her next and was relieved when she answered.

“Hey lover boy!” Alya was shouting over the same crowd as Nino had been, “Nino said you called. Feeling better already?”

“Alya, you have to tell me what I did today.”

“What?”

“What did I do while I was at school? I can’t remember.”

“How do you not remember?”

“I was zonked out on cold medicine! I don’t even know how I got home let alone how I won a fencing trophy and got a girlfriend in the past few hours.”

“Wow. Just...wow. I knew you were kinda loopy today but I figured you’d remember confessing to Marinette. Girl was over the moon.”

The memories tickled right in the back of Adrien’s brain but he just couldn’t get to them. They had been washed away in a tidal wave of medicine and energy drink. He needed answers. He needed to talk to Marinette. “Are you all still by the Eiffel Tower?” Adrien asked.

“Yeah, you coming out?”

“Yeah. I’ll be there in a few.” Adrien hung up and grabbed his coat. He felt much better physically than he had that morning which was nice. The walk to the Eiffel Tower gave him plenty of time to think about what it was he was missing. There was a significant piece of the puzzle missing, the one piece that would make the rest of the day make sense. If only he could figure out what it was!

He found his friends and everyone cheered when they saw him and pulled him into their circle. Standing with Alya was Marinette. Face alight with a smile and laughing. She turned when she felt Adrien’s eyes on her and her smile grew.

“Hey, I thought I told you to go home and rest. Or was it that you didn’t want to miss out on all the fun?” She grabbed his hands, “I suppose I’ll let it go this time seeing as how today was very taxing and we could do with some fun after that Scarlet Moth fiasco.”

“Yeah, about that,” Adrien said, “Can we talk somewhere a little quieter?”

“Sure,” She pulled on his hands as she led him away from the group. Their classmates whistled and teased as the couple left. When they were far enough away from the noise and people Marinette spoke to him, “What is it you want to talk about?”

“Right um…” Adrien felt heat climbing up his neck, “So I was kinda really sick this morning and I took a bunch of drowsy cold-medicine that I tried to counteract with an energy drink and now I don’t remember anything that happened today. Nothing whatsoever.”

Marinette stared at him, her wide, unblinking baby blue eyes piercing through his skull. “Are you joking?”

“No. I swear I am not. I’ve put together some of what happened but there are some things that I don’t understand like how um, you know, how you and I…” He looked down at his feet, mortified that he had to have this conversation with her. He felt like he was breaking her heart or something.

“You dumb kitty.” Marinette bonked the top of his head, “That explains a lot actually. I’ve always known you to be kinda spacey but today was something else. How is it that when you’re out of it you can still function as a human being?”

“Marinette?” Adrien looked up at her, “What did you call me?”

Marinette sighed and motioned for him to sit down on the bench. “Alright, so this morning when class started…”

*Earlier that day*

“Did that help at all?” Nino asked Adrien as they sat down for class.

“I guess we’ll see,” Adrien almost missed his seat when he went to sit down, “So far it is a rousing success!”

“I really think you should just go home, dude.” Nino shook his head. “I think the caffeine just made this worse.”

“Nah!” Adrien corrected himself and slid himself into his seat, “I am fine! Look how fine I am! I am super fine!”

“Sure are.” Nino snickered, he couldn’t help it. His best friend was essentially high as a kite right now.

Everyone took their seats as Ms. Bustier began the lesson. “For this unit we will be focusing on William Shakespeare. I figured we’d start off with something fun so I want everyone to get into pairs or small groups and perform a scene from any Shakespeare play you would like. Group up and figure out what you’re performing in class today. Go over your lines and we’ll do the actual performances tomorrow. Try not to do really long ones. Have fun!”

Immediately everyone around the room started pairing off. “Hey Adrien,” Alya grabbed his attention, “How’s about you and Marinette team up? You would make a wonderful Romeo and Juliet.”

“But I wanted us to do Romeo and Juliet, babe.” Nino pouted.

“That’s fine, Alya. You two can have Romeo and Juliet.” Marinette told her, her face tinted a cute pink. “Adrien and I can do something else.”

“Hernia!” Adrien shouted, “You can be Hernia and I’ll be Lightsaber!”

“What?” The other three teenagers stared at him. “What are you talking about?”

“You know, that play, the one with the donkey head?” Adrien mimicked large donkey ears on his head.

“Oh! I got it!” Marinette said, “A Midsummer Night’s Dream. You want us to be Hermia and Lysander.”

“Yeah! Those two!” Adrien nodded, “Hernia and Lightsaber.”

“Adrien, sweetie,” Alya looked at him with an amused smile, “Their names are Hermia and Lysander. Not Hernia and Lightsaber.”

“Got it. Got it.” Adrien continued nodding so hard he looked like a bobblehead. “We can be them.”

“Alright, I’ll find us a scene to do.” Marinette started looking for a good scene. They eventually agreed to do the opening scene when Hermia and Lysander plan to runaway together. Marinette was being super giggly through the reading which made Adrien start laughing which made her giggle more until they were in a perpetual loop of laughter.

When class ended everyone got up to move onto the next class. Nino and Alya went on ahead leaving Marinette and Adrien alone still chuckling over their inability to be serious during their scene.

“It may be the fact that I was laughing through the whole thing but I have to confess that I have no idea what Lysander was saying.” Adrien squinted at the text before shoving it in his bag. “Did you?”

“It’s pretty simple actually,” Marinette said, “The couple are lamenting that none of Hermia’s choices that she was given from Theseus let her be with Lysander. Lysander though figures that they don’t have to follow their rules and talks Hermia into leaving Athens with him and getting married where the Athenian laws don’t apply.”

“I wish I could do that.” Adrien sighed.

“Do what?”

“Runaway with the love of my life. I have this whole plan with an island and a hamster but I know you’d never go with me.” He slumped, looking utterly defeated. “Why don’t you wanna go with me?”

“Love--love--love--love of your what? Runaway? Me and you? To an island? With hamsters!” Marinette was stammering as she tried to piece together what it was Adrien had just confessed to her. Was this really happening?

“Oh wait,” Adrien frowned, “I meant my lady.”

“Huh?”

“Ladybug is so pretty…” Adrien murmured dreamily, “She’s so awesome but she only sees me as a tomcat which--just--boo! I love her! Why doesn’t she see that? My spotty lady! Buggy boo! I love her spots and her eyes and her pigtails…”

His green eyes turned to Marinette and batted a hand against Marinette’s hair. “Just like your pigtails.” He muttered, “You remind me a lot of Ladybug. You can be my Maribug!”

Tomcat? In love with Ladybug? No...there was no way. Surely someone like Adrien couldn’t also be her dorky partner in crime fighting.

“Hey Adrien,” Marinette smiled nervously, “Why do you think that Ladybug thinks you’re a tomcat?”

“Because I am a cat!” He stated proudly. Then his expression soured. “Or as Ladybug says, I’m a bad kitty that needs to stop flirting with her cause they’re working and she likes someone else. It’s sad that she likes someone else. I wish she could like me…”

Yep. Definitely Chat Noir. Although Marinette had never called him a bad kitty before. Chastised him for flirting an inappropriate moments? Yes. But she never berated him. She’d have to have a talk to him later as Ladybug.

WAIT! Chat Noir is Adrien! Adrien is Chat Noir! The love of her life is also her partner! Holy crap! Holy crap! Holy! Crap! Calm down, Marinette! More important things to focus on right now!

She looked over at Adrien who was still pouting like a sad little kitten. She put an arm around his shoulders. “Well I got some good news for you, kitty. I know who Ladybug is really in love with.”

“Really?!” Adrien looked at her with stars in her eyes, “Who? I’m gonna whoop their butt if they mistreat her!”

“Ladybug has a crush on Adrien Agreste.”

“Boo! He sucks!”

“Dummy, Adrien is you. Ladybug likes you.”

“Oh...SHE DOES?!” He nearly screamed and Marinette clamped a hand over his mouth. He moved his head away from her, gaping at the information. “How do you know that?”

“Because that’s who I have a crush on.” Marinette’s cheeks felt entirely too warm. When she looked at Adrien there was absolutely nothing going on behind those big green eyes of his.

“Adrien?” She waved a hand in front of his face? “Goodness, you silly kitty, you are really out of it, huh? Give it a moment. It’ll come to you.”

Marinette started counting in her head. She got to one hundred and seventeen before Adrien finally perked up like a meerkat. “Ladybug?!” He pointed at her.

“There it is.” She ruffled his hair, “I’m guessing you’re happy?”

“I--I--”

BANG!

*Present*

“Then that’s when Scarlet Moth and all the other akumas hit and we went to got fight them. Our future selves showed up to help kick some butt. We kissed. Then we went back to school so you could get to your fencing tournament. You won. You looked pretty tired so I walked you home after but you insisted we stop for boba first so we kinda went on an impromptu boba date. Got you home then I came out to celebrate with everyone about today’s akuma win.” Marinette finished, “Did that fill you in well enough?”

“So you are…”

“Yep.”

“And you like me?”

“Also yep.”

“And I somehow managed to do all this while disassociating to the point of amnesia?”

“Apparently so.”

“I am never mixing Nyquil and Red Bull again.”

“Turned out okay in the end though, right?” Marinette flashed him a bright smile.

As all the information settled within him Adrien smiled back and kissed her. She squeaked for a second not expecting it but eagerly kissed him back. “I’ll take that as a yes.” She giggled. She stood up and pulled him to his feet. “Come on, kitty, let’s go have some fun.”

*The next day*

“Hey bugaboo,” Adrien entered her room holding a hot cup of tea, “Sorry for getting you sick. Probably wasn’t a good idea to have kissed you so many times while I had a cold.”

Marinette blew her nose. “Worth it.”

#baby boy just wants to go to school #miraculous ladybug #adrien agreste #marinette dupain cheng #adrinette #writing

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bakusoftie · 5 years

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getting shitfaced with tape daddy, DANKi, Mina “best girl” Ashido, and shark boi

you know I just had to include the entire bakusquad 🥰 because they ALL smoking some shit

😁 tape daddy sero 😄

I HAVE BEEN WAITING FOR SO LONG FOR SOMEONE TO REQUEST SERO

Okay so,,,Sero is basically a canon pothead cause 1. This boi is always smiling so he gotta be high 2. He radiates crackhead energy

Sero tells you that he only smokes because of his “anxiety” but,,,let’s be honest it’s the only way he knows how to survive U.A. anymore

He buys his shit from crackwhores in the support class who grow that shit themselves (present mic might have caught them but let them go after he “confiscated” the evidence)

One day, your tape daddy invites you for some Fortnite and Chill 😏

And there he goes with his rainbow bong again (it is his most prized possession and he would kill a man if anything happened to it)

He thinks it’s funny watching you cough your entire left nut out of your throat but then he starts coughing because of how hard he was laughing and now you both are just crying and whEEzing while the tears run down y’alls faces

such chaotic energy

Soy sauce boy will use his quirk to suspend himself off the roof and try to spooderman kiss you but you’re so out of it that you collide your face into his and now his nose is bleeding and he is WHEEZING AGAIN

hanTa

baBy

you’re getting blood on my Gucci Supreme rug

Y’all end up just laying on the floor at 4:20am, thinking about the reason for life and what happens after death and if the birds work for the bourgeoisie then is tokoyami a traitor ?!?

He gets sleepy and makes a hammock out of tape for the two of you to cuddle in

it wasn’t very sturdy tho

⚡️ danki ⚡️

first things first, this gif killed me 🤤 damn do you gulp pussy like that

ANYWAY

Denki is pretty well-known to be a dumbass crackhead

Except he doesn’t need crack because all of his brain cells are already dead (There are only 2 brain cells in the bakusquad and the first one is all bakugou but sero,mina,denki, and kiri have to share the other one)

This boy gets high on the regular I mean sero is his best bro

kaminari prefers getting high by eating edibles or brownies tho because he’s a little pussy whose lungs can’t handle smoke all that much

he thought you two could play some mario kart and chill out and it would be a fun little date in the dorms

until you find a baggy of gummy edibles and y’all decided to inhale that shit

YALL GOT FUCKED UP

when I mean fucked

I mean ‘let’s sneak into shinsou’s dorm and steal his voice changer thingy and make some prank calls’ fucked up

first of all, never disturb shinsou while he’s sleeping because he will bitchslap the both of y’all so hard y’all’s momma feels it

you first started with calling Endeavour (you just asked shouto and he delivered and told y’all to ‘make the bastard cry if you can’)

oomf

Y’all used All Might’s voice and

“IT IS I, ALL MIGHT! CALLING TO ASK YOU...”IS YOUR RELATIONSHIP WITH YOUR ENTIRE FAMILY BROKEN? wELL yOu bEtter gO cAtcH iT [insert denki wheezing].”

for some reason, denki goes from being a really happy and jokey high to calming down and being unusually quiet

he’s what you call

“fake woke”

like he’ll go on and on about how we need to save the turtles and use metal straws as he takes a drinks from his plastic straw

he drinking La Croix 🤢

he talks about how the moon landing is fake and how you two are side characters in an anime like what ?!?

like he just quotes Shane Dawson Conspiracy Theory videos

“Uh What’s up you guys, Here’s Danki with another spooky conspiracy about how Midoryia was given All Might’s quirk and will be the next symbol of peace”

“Kami...that makes no sense. You can’t give other people quirks”

“What if...you ate their hair tho?😳”

“Denki...sTOP”

maybe he real woke 🤭

🌸 alien queen 🌸

this beautiful ball of sunshine

this gorgeous piece of cotton-candy

my wife

uwu

okay back to the h/c

Mina doesn’t get high a lot but when you hang out with Sero and Kaminari, you’re bound to get shitfaced

She only likes doing it as a group or with someone else

It’s just more enjoyable to her to be in that state with someone else

She feels like it brings friends closer together in a way

Which is why when you agreed to get high with her, she was so excited

she brought anything she could think of to make this a comfortable experience like snacks and drink if you get the munchies and the best movies to watch when you’re high like ‘Shrek’ and ‘Harold and Kumar Go To White Castle’

she has such a big fat lesbian crush on you

she just wants to be closer to you and spend all her time with you

she also really hopes you don’t get overwhelmed by the amount of pink of her room

You knock on the door of your cute pink crush and nervously hoping for the best tonight

maybe

if you’re lucky

you and her will 😏

cuddle 🥺

She opens the door so fast that you swear the door hinge cracked but you couldn’t think about that when Mina had the brightest toothy grin on her face as she pulls you into her comfy room

“I hope you like Shrek”

“I love Shrek”

is it too soon to ask you to marry her?

because she thinks you’re the girl of her dreams

she sits you down on the hot pink and black couch of hers and starts rolling the blunt as the movie starts to play

you were so hypnotized by her tongue coming out to lick the sides of the blunt in order to close it and apparently you were staring so hard that she noticed because you saw her already pink face flush into a dark red

you two are so cute

uwu

let’s go lesbians

When your hand touches hers as she passes the blunt to you, you honestly think you felt electricity connect your fingertips as it burned and shocked you at the same time

Mina is such a giggly high

it’s so fucking adorable

especially when you both are sent into a fit of laughter when she says donkey reminds her of denki and you responded with ‘denkey’

you both get tired after the second movie and start to move closer to each other for warmth and

you couldn’t help but notice how sweet she always smelled and how her eyes are so unique and beautiful

she could help but notice the light blush on your face and think if it was there because of all the laughing or if it was because of her

neither of you were sure who leaned in first but before you knew it, you were kissing the girl you’ve had a crush on for so long, you only wish you had the guts to do it when you were sober

you both got the cuddles you wanted and fell asleep in each other’s arms with peaceful smiles on both of your faces

🦈 shark boi 🦈

do you expect this manly boi to be the kind of person to 420 blaze it?

not at fucking all

he just seems like the person to not care about all that stuff

like ‘say no to drugs bc drugs are unmanly as fuck’

but

he 420 blazes it like every other weekend

it’s better to do it in moderation unlike sero, who is in a constant state of cloud nine

kiri’s mood doesn’t really change much when he’s high because

he’s already a smiling bundle of light

but

when kiri gets high

he kinda overshares 😳

“Y/n... have I ever told you that you have the tightest ass out of everyone in class like you could suffocate me between those cheeks and I’d die the happiest man on earth”

he’s so wild wtf

like he’ll go to tell you about his middle school insecurities to busting it down to Baby Shark

someone tell this man to stop referring to himself as ‘Daddy Shark’ blease make it stob

he is so flirty too like

“Baby let me show you why they call me a Riot 😏”

“Didn’t you come up with that name yourself?”

he is so sensitive tho so don’t be too harsh because he will start crying at the littlest things

don’t show him any sad movies while he’s in this state unless you want to be kept up all night with him ranting about how ‘Black Widow deserved better than what Marvel did to her’

did he lie?

😤 and i oop

you need to tell him how manly and strong and special he is just to get him to sleep

he will be out like a light the moment you run your hands through his spiky hair

he’s like a vsco girl on whiteclaw lmao sksksk

#mina ashido #mina ashido x reader #kaminari denki #kaminari x reader #sero hanta #sero x reader #bnha x reader #kirishima eijirou #kirishima eijiro x reader #bnah #bnha #mha #im tired

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shut-up-its-funny · 4 years

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On The Sidelines Chapter Two.

Wordcount: 2514

Chapter One.

Ao3

I had some people asking me to put them on the taglist and I fuckin forgot who asked me to do that, I’m sorry! But if you did please dm me or send in an ask about it and I won’t forget again.

Getting back from the impromptu audition he leans back on his front door tiredly, he sighs hanging his head.

“Ahem” a raspy voice growls from the darkness of their hallway, Remus’ head snaps up to find a glaring Virgil.

“Ahhaha hey Virgie what’s up cous” Remus asks with a fake smile.

“What’s up? Oh how about the drumming, at four am, on a Monday, I thought we dis- wait” he eyes Remus suspiciously “where were you just now?”

Act dumb or tell him? Virgil is smart, he’ll see right through your awful lying. And well, he’ll notice Roman being here sooner or later. But he doesn’t wanna have this conversation, Virgil knows everything that happened eleven years ago, he was the only person Remus was able to talk to when he was sent to live with him and uncle Thomas.

Virgil is one of the least judgmental people Remus has ever known (probably thanks to having Thomas as his dad honestly) so he should just tell him.

“Uh so, I’ve got some news.”

“You got some news like ‘I just found this rabid cat and I need to get a rabies shot’ or more of the lines of ‘someone we love died’?”

Remus blinks “I saw Roman today. Also if I said the rabies thing would you have just went back to sleep?”

“Don’t try and change the subject! You saw Roman today? When? What happened? Is that where you just were?”

“Yes, at noon, nothing really and no” Remus answers.

Virgil nod/shakes his head incredulously “yuh hun some more context is needed Rem.”

Remus slumps his shoulders and whines “can’t I just not do that right now?”

Virgil crosses his arms “you woke me up at four am, no you can tell me now.”

“Uuuugh fine.” He slumps himself on the couch “Okay so, I saw Roman today at noon because his band is renting out that space downstairs as their rehearsal club he came up and it was awkward silence for the couple of minutes he was here and his bassist which I think is also his boyfriend seems like he’s also seeing their manager which is funny that I say see cause he’s blind and I’m now their drummer.”

Virgil keeps making a face like he wants to say something but can’t get anything out, he slowly moves to Remus who now has his head in his hands; Virgil rubs his back while he sits next to him.

“Okay, that’s. That’s a lot to take in.”

“You’re tellin me” Remus mumbles.

“So, you’re in a band now huh?”

Remus snorts and says sarcastically “yea, pop the bubbly and let’s celebrate.”

Virgil snickers “I’ll get right on that. Do, do you want me to come with you when you go down next?”

Remus looks at Virgil hopefully “you’ll do that?”

“Of course man, I’ve got your back.”

“Cool, practice is at one.”

Virgil’s face falls into unimpressed “in that case, I’m going back to sleep” he gets up and pats Remus’ shoulder before walking off down the hall to his room.

He sits there in the dark for a few minutes, no point in thinking of the negatives so he flicks on the television and switches it to youtube, just going to watch mind numbing content until he needs to go sounds about good.

An hour and three bowls of cereal later he’s conked out on the couch again.

A loud insistent knocking wakes him from his cereal coma, what time is it?

Before he can lift himself from the haze of his sleep brain, Janus answers the door.

“Hel- Remus, I think it’s for you.”

Oh, that’s reassuring.

“Whos’it?” he slurs.

“Not sure, but he looks like your clone that’s been up-graded and I am not dealing with that” he says as he walks away.

Roman.

Well that sobers his sleepiness away.

“Well it’s nice to know you have my back if I have a clone uprising!” Remus yells down the hall as he goes to the door.

“What’s up broman?” He asks leaning on the door frame.

“I was informed this morning in a text from Remy that you are our new drummer? And then no response, how did that happen?”

Ah. Yes Roman obviously doesn’t want him in the band, he was expecting this, but he wasn’t prepared for how much it actually hurts.

“I played for Remy this morning and he and…” and Patton. Should he not say he saw Patton there? Does Roman know that Patton was still there? Is Remus jumping to conclusions thinking that they’re a thing? Possibly. Wow, he hasn’t been anxious about anything like this since, well since they were fifteen and he had something to anxiously over think about. “And he liked how I played, I’m pretty good ya’know.”

Roman squeezes his eyes shut and slowly breathes out.

“Fuck, what am I gonna do” Roman whines.

Wow, okay right to his face huh.

“I’ll just not go if you really don’t want me around” Remus snaps, Roman looks at him with wide confused eyes but before he can say anything else that’s going to be a blow at Remus’ feelings he slams the door.

“Well” Janus drawls from behind him “that couldn’t have gone better.”

“Shut up” Remus grumbles, leaning on the door sullenly.

A knock on the door startles him “gah! Don’t people usually go away when a door is slammed in their face?” he whisper shouts.

“Open the fucking door Remus” he hears Virgil’s voice from the other side of the door.

“Oh” he opens the door, Roman is standing behind Virgil his expression is unreadable.

“You two” Virgil motions between the two of them “need to talk” he shoves his way past Remus.

“You said you had my back” Remus hiss whispers as Virgil passes him.

“I do, this is the first step to that” he says then pushes Remus out the door, he stumbles into Roman and Virgil closes and locks the door.

“Virgil, he’s not wearing pants” he hears Janus say.

“Pff, he doesn’t care” Virgil replies.

It’s true, but he doesn’t need to call him out like that.

“Virgil.”

“Fiiiine.”

The lock clicks and the door opens, Virgil gestures them in.

Remus directs a raspberry at him as he saunters by, he continues down the hall to his room to get dressed.

“You can come in Ro, I’d like to catch up with you too ya’know, we’re still cousins” Virgil says.

There’s a bark of laughter from Roman “my parents differ” his tone is the saltiest Remus has ever heard, and they were young teens together.

“Well, your parents are kinda dicks” Virgil says.

“Don’t I know it.”

Remus shoves on some pants, he pockets his keys, takes his drum sticks and struts to the living room.

“Are we gonna sit here and catch up or are we going to practice?” he asks, flipping his drums sticks around; as much as he really does want to catch up he’s not sure how well he can keep his mouth shut off from his thoughts.

“Practice isn’t for another two hours” Roman points out “I actually did come up here to talk.”

Oh, well. Great.

“Yea, sure cool cool cool, what did’ja wanna talk about bro?”

Roman winces.

Well that’s a good sign.

Virgil looks between them then gets up.

“Uh, I’m gonna go make some tea or coffee, want anything Ro?”

“Green tea if you have it if not, water, need to keep my throat in singing condition, thanks.”

Virgil finger guns out of the living room; Remus sits on the other side of the couch, one cushion away from Roman.

And silence. Again.

They’ve never had this awkward silence problem before, two interactions in and it’s starting to get on Remus’ nerves.

He fidgets where he sits, he can see Roman also fidgeting by playing with the necklace he’s wearing.

A very familiar necklace.

Remus surges forwards and grabs the necklace to look at it, Roman yelps as he’s pulled towards Remus.

“You, you’re still wearing this?” Remus asks shocked, turning it over and seeing his own name engraved on the back of the small sword.

“Of course I am, it was the only thing I was able to keep from you” Roman says, looking away almost shyly. “I understand if you don’t still have yours, I get it I really do, I just wan-“

Remus bolts upwards and rushes to his room without a word.

“I see that hasn’t changed” Roman says with a little amusement.

Remus bangs open his door, flings himself on his bed; flails and tries to reach out - fuckin waterbeds- and grabs the necklace that’s swinging from his headboard.

He plops himself on the couch, closer to Roman than they were before, holding out the shield necklace to him.

Roman reaches out slowly to take it from Remus, he runs his thumb over the shining gold and flips it over to see his name etched there, he looks like he’s about to tear up.

“I don’t know why you’d think I wouldn’t keep it, like you said: it’s the only thing I was able to keep.”

Roman tackles Remus in a tight hug.

Remus doesn’t waste a second, he hugs back just as enthusiastically.

“So, you don’t hate me?” both ask at the same time.

They both lean back to look at one another “why would I hate you?” Again said in unison.

“Well some things never change” Virgil drawls form the living room opening “and you guys didn’t even practise that one.”

“We never practised them” Remus says.

“So you’ve said before and I still don’t believe it” he hands Roman a steaming cup.

Roman smiles in thanks as he takes the cup from Virgil.

Virgil perches on the large armchair.

Remus leans back, arm over the couches back; both are looking at Roman.

Roman takes a small sip of the scalding tea, not noticing the others staring, he burns his lips and notices their eyes when he backs away in shock.

“Hmm?” He hums in question.

“You wanted to talk, start” Remus says.

“Me start? Since when do you not start first” he says jokingly.

“I have nothing to say.” Lies, he has stuff to say, boy does he. But he’s going shut off his mouth from his brain for this once.

Roman looks at him oddly, then trails his eyes away sadly.

“Heh, well seems like things have changed I guess.”

“Eleven years will do that to ya.”

Virgil’s eyes dart from twin to twin as the silence reigns once again.

He purses his lips, clears his throat and awkwardly gets up.

“I… I’m gonna” he thumbs to the exit and slides over “just gonna, get outta here.”

And there goes Remus’ support.

He needs Roman to start talking before he says something stupid.

“Okay, okay” Roman begins, carding a hand through his hair “the reason I don’t want you on the band is because… Because I, well…”

He looks a little… bashful? Remus was expecting a lie or at least for him to say the truth with some guilt, but bashful? That wasn’t expected.

“I kiiiinda told the band that, we”- he gestures between the two of them- “had just a purely romantic relationship and they don’t know we’re brothers.”

Well. He definitely didn’t expect that either.

It’s… It’s kinda hilarious.

Remus laughs out in a high pitched giggle.

“Okay, maybe not that much has changed” Roman murmurs.

“I, I’m sorry Ro!” Remus chuckles out “but that is fuckin hilarious! And dumb did you not think we’d ever see each other again?”

“Ugh” Roman says, offended “excuse you I just wanted to be able to wax poetic about my lost love!”

Remus laughs louder; this doesn’t help the reddening in Roman’s face.

“Awww, you are such a sap I forgot how cute you are.”

Roman pouts “I don’t know if I should be flattered that you called me cute, or offended that you forgot.”

“So, I’m like what? Your forever love to the band?”

“I mean, yeah” Roman says with sincerity “I can’t ever imagine you not being with me despite how long we’ve been away from each other.”

“Holy shit” Remus whispers “you are so fuckin sappy.”

“Shut up, I know.”

“What’s your relationship to Patton?” Remus blurts, Roman shakes his head and stares at Remus like he’s got whiplash and needs to process what just happened.

“Patton? He’s, he’s my best friend, he was the only one there for me when I needed to talk to someone, he was my rock when you left, I love him but… He’s more of my platonic soul mate.”

Remus nods, that makes sense. And takes a load off his mind.

“So, what the hell are we gonna tell them then? We look too much alike to say we aren’t related and they already know me through whatever you told them, and well I met Remy and Patton…”

Roman’s eyes widen “you met Patton? He saw you and didn’t say anything?”

“Not really, he was kind of blind when I was over, he did mistake me for you at first though.”

“You could always contour your face” Janus says from the living room opening.

Roman jumps, tea spilling over the lip of his cup “Jesus! When did you get there?”

Janus slides his eyes to look at Roman, then back to Remus “like I said, contour your face so much that your faces look different.”

“I don’t know how to do that Jan” Remus says frustrated.

Janus smirks “oh, but I do.”

“I’d have to do it every day though” Remus whines “do you think they’ll believe that we’re just doppelgangers? That’s a thing right?”

“We’re identical Remus.”

Janus makes a noise of disagreement.

“What? You differ, mister ‘there’s your clone at the door’?” Roman snarks.

“I do differ, I did say up-graded version did I not?” Janus winks down at Roman.

“Hey! Not at Roman you flirty bitch” Remus warns.

Janus lifts his hands in a shrug “what? It’s not a lie, he’s a pretty boy.”

Remus squints at Janus and crosses his arms “and I’m not?”

“Oh Remus. No” Janus deadpans, Roman bursts out laughing.

Remus glares at them both “I know you’re joshin’ but ouch.”

“Do you want me to do your face or not? I, personally don’t think you need to.”

He thinks for a second.

He can wear sunglasses, maybe it’ll mask enough to make the other similarities between them not noticeable, it could be like his thing, wearing different sunglasses or face coverings.

“I think I’ve got it” he finally says.

“Good cause I made food and you should eat before practise, Roman dear care to join?”

“I’ve already ate but I will stay until we need to go if you want” he looks to Remus.

“Yeah, if you wanna” Remus replies flippantly but you can tell he hopes Roman will stay.

“Of course” Roman says softy.

Janus rolls his eyes “ugh, you two are gross” and walks off to the kitchen.

#remrom #romrem #creatnativity #sonnywrites #onthesidelines

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haikpers · 4 years

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[November 4,2020] 'Chapter 2'

I didn't expect the Night to go by so slow. Ever since I started writing in this I was just so excited to write whatever happens!

Anyways, I just woke up. It's currently 8:30 in the Morning. Wasn't expecting to actually wake up considering the fact that I kinda stayed up most of the Night looking up at my ceiling.

I'm in my Washroom getting ready to take my Daily shower. I've also gotta mention that my Friend Julien picked me up from my House today. For some reason my Pimples always settle down when I'm with him. He's probably Magic at this point.

It's not like I completely want my pimples to be gone just because I wanna look pretty. In all honesty, I want them to go away because I wanna be just like Oikawa! I know it sounds weird, and heck yeah it sounds impossible. But like I at least want to be similar you know? I've got the personality, the same interests as him, etc. So why not looks too?

Oh right, because he's perfect and I'm not. But whatever! I don't really care. I should be taking Shower by now but I'm standing here typing whatever's on my mind. Oopsies~ hehehe

Also, last night I was able to talk to my Friends about moving out and living together in the future. They're definitely going to be my Future Volleyball Teammates! I know, I know, I'm still 14. And yes we may have some age gaps but that won't stop us from setting up a Goal!

Hopefully Future me or any of them doesn't decide to leave. I really want to achieve this Goal of hours living together and staying Best Friends! Miracle, Lev, Mochi, and Colette. The 4 most precious people in my Life so far including myself, we're going to try our best! Anyhoo, I need to take a shower!

Just got done with my Shower. I feel much more refreshed now! I also haven't eaten yet, which I probably should do.. But I'll stay a little longer just so that whatever I post today is actually longer than the one from Yesterday.

Hannah somehow managed to make me cringe at my past self, I wanna die- So basically I used to do digital art, well not used to- I still do digital art til' this day but rarely. My art style was crap, oh GODXDDDDFFKEMFKKWKC.

I wanted to forget about it too, damnit. Now I have to relive my old art.

No idea why my head hurts a bit though. Maybe it's because I've never written a Diary before and my Brain's just malfunctioning because of it. Whatever the cause is, I'm ignoring it. [Unless it gets worse]

Did I mention it was Wednesday today? No, I don't think I have. Either way I'm just excited for the weekly Haikyuu Episode. It always comes out on Friday, which I'm so hyped about! Now that I think about it, I don't think I would've been so invested in Volleyball if it weren't for Haikyuu. In fact, I wouldn't even bat an eye to Haikyuu if it weren't for Oikawa. He caught my eye in one of the Instagram Posts- so, basically he's the reason why I love the Sport.

It's funny to think that my Future is because of Oikawa Tōru, a fictional Character who is both the Setter and the Team Captain for Aobajohsai from Haikyuu. But hey, I'm not complaining! If it's because of him then I'll continue.

Alright, I probably should actually eat now. I'm getting pretty hungry and I'm sure that my Birds are too as well. Their names are Bokuto, and Akaashi. Bokuto is the yellow bird, while Akaashi is the Blue. It fits them so well!

Well, well, well, I am back from my break! Also, I actually took a shower but I came back here like 3 Hours or even more after. Not a lot of things happened during the span of those hours. [Sad, I know]

But I did end up practicing my tosses for a bit! I use my Laundry Basket as a target for my Volleyball to land into whenever I set/toss it. It's not much, but it improves my precision.

I haven't tried setting backwards with it though, I probably should since I might need more practice for that. Also, I read some Hisoka x Reader Fan Fictions. Some were Lemon, the rest were fluff.

A girl's gotta do what a girl's gotta do okay? I was kinda bored so I ended up reading some FanFictions before deciding to go back to my own Diary and continue my writing.

I'm not even sure if I could practice outside today.. It's pretty sunny, but I feel like it might be freezing cold. I might as well just wait for tomorrow when I can go to School. Maybe then I could ask my Music Teacher if there's a way for me to Practice in the Schools Gym.

Corona is really pissing me off, I can't even practice or try out for the Team this year! Argh! And I was looking forward to it too. And the fact that I can't find any Gyms that has a Volleyball Court? Really shatters me. How come Japan is more superior. Like, I just wanna practice in a Gym that let's you use the Court for free.

I swear, when I become a Professional Volleyball player, I'm gonna set up a Gym/program in Canada where girls' and boys' like me could practice in without having to rent. I'll even be the coach for the program! Big dreams for tiny me, huhu.

I'm feeling even more sleepy for writing, is that bad? I really do wanna include something exciting in this Chapter but I can't think of anything that has happened that would be worth mentioning.

I also made a promise to myself that I wouldn't discuss any Past Occasions on here sooo... I have to make my current situation entertaining I guess. But~ I can do that after I sleep. uwu

Also, I kind of want to mention a little secret of mine that I do every single day. Before I go to sleep, or like any time during the day; I imagine Oikawa living along side me, interacting with me, and basically just straight up acting like my Best Friend. I also act as if no one else could see him BUT ME! It's honestly a straight up serotonin boost. I even have those moments where I could actually feel warmth where I imagine him to be. It's amazing!

But of course other people wouldn't really understand how much these little imaginations mean to me. Not everyone is this obsessed, but whatever. The more unique I am, the more reason to stay just the way I am.

I'll go check if it's actually cold outside, that way I can see whether or not I could practice my serves. Quick tip, if you don't have a net! Use the swings in parks. You could serve over the Bars, it's pretty useful. But make sure you don't hit anybody!

Bro, I just asked my Mom if I could go outside and practice. She said yes, I'm so excited to actually practice my serves! Wish me luck! I'll be back after. It's like 16° so I need to at least wear a sweater.

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Retconned: Chapter Fourteen: Connections

The first thing that they saw was darkness, above the purple lightning arcs of the retcons slithered over the sky.

Where was the building the meting had taken place, he’d aimed for it.

Doubt gnawed at him in this inky void with shattered rubble beneath his boots, maybe he had missed.

“Over there!” Palette cried, pointing a few hundred feet away.

Goth felt relief as he spotter his parent, Error, Ink and Dream.

He pushed back his tears, knowing that everyone else must have been Retconned already.

“Goth,” Geno cried spotting him, grabbing the smaller monster into a hug.

“Escaped the end again brat, try not to do that again,” Error said.

“Who’s this?” Dream asked, eyes sorrowful as Goth knew that Dreams’s Palette was gone.

“This is Shatter,” Goth said.

“Shatter huh?” Palette asked.

“Its the name embedded for your Multiverse codes,” Goth explained.

“That’s cool,” he replied, and it made sense.

“Please don’t do that again Goth,” Geno said unhappily “This is yours,” he said passing him his save lantern.

“Thanks, strangely with the retcons around me I’m not vanishing,” Goth said in relief, feeling the cool touch of the lantern in his hands.

“Why can’t you just stop existing!” a voice screamed in rage.

“Who’s that?” Shatter asked.

“The one causing the Retcons I bet,” Error snarled.

“If I can’t erase you, then I’ll erase you here!” the voice snarled full of wroth.

Darkness surrounded them.

OoOoO

Error came to feeling a noxious migraine, if skeletons had stomachs he would probably have been sick.

They were in a huge room of black stoned walls and floor, the only light a blazier blazing high with purple flames.

Like the retcon lightning.

He was not happy.

How was he suppose to keep the fragging balance, if there was nothing to balance.

There was relief, Goth was still alive somehow beat the odds again.

He hadn’t even known beings from other multiverses could cross over to there own.

If they survived, he would have to add more firewalls in hope to prevent such things again.

Slowly the others came to, getting to there feet.

Geno was somehow still having Goth in his clutches.

“Welcome, to your end,” a voice hissed, the same voice that had screamed earlier.

OoOoO

Reaper was a very unhappy death god.

His multiverse was vanishing as they stood there.

And he had no clue, on how to restore it or his eldest child.

He held his scythe tightly, ready to leap forward and dust whoever this was.

“To think you all escaped your fate,” the voice snarled, Reaper almost didn’t notice Error flinch at the word Fate.

“He feels horrible,” Dream said his bones almost grey, the retcon of his son and twin was too much... Reaper knew the Guardian of Positivity wouldn’t last long. One twin would always follow the other. “Such Rage... such sorrow.” OoOoO

“The end, isn’t it beautiful. Everything wile cease to exist, just like he did,” the voice laughed followed by a raspy cough.

“Show yourself,” Error said, and his voice didn’t glitch for once.

Shatter or one could say Palette wanted to scream, to cry.. to run away.

But he couldn’t, if he ran..

How many other multiverses would just vanish as if they never existed.

He would never forgive himself.

A figure slowly separated itself from the shadows, he summoned his roller.

Tall in ratty dirty robes, then they pulled there hood off there face.

A Skeleton was revealed, there bones were yellowed from lack of care with maddened eye lights,

Chipped, broken and missing in some spot.

In fact, bone rot had set in there body.

They reminded him of the walking dead, from a horror movie he’d accidentally seen once.

There was a shocked gasp, as they realized who thsi monster was.

A Papyrus.

The cause of this was a Papyrus.

“You may call me Lich, in the end nothing matters,” The Papyrus rasped.

With that, the survivors leapt forward.

OoOoO

Between on step and another, Goth switched to his Fel version as it was a better fighter for fights like this. His scythe sliced and diced a part of Lich’s robes, he skid back as the monster actually threw retcon lightning at him.

He actually had to toss his lantern to his mother after a bit, needing both hands and Geno could fight easily with one hand. That didn’t make him happy, he needed that to survive so eh hoped that once everything was fixed the lantern would still be in one piece.

Yet...

They were loosing badly...

Lich was too fast, even with the bad condition his body was in.

“Ink for brains!” Error shouted.

“What!” Ink called back from where he was.

“Remember that thing, I told you we’d never ever mention or do again when we did it by accident?” Error said, he was using his strings to stop himself from landing too far away.

“Of Course! It was fun!” Ink said, far more cheerful then he should be.. you know trying to stop the end of there multiverse.

“Lets do it here, this guys outclasses even us,” Error growled.

“Yeah!” Ink said and bounced over somehow avoiding attacks as he did.

‘And this lady and gents, is the creator god’ Goth thought sarcastically with a sigh.

Error summoned his strings, but instead of blue they were devoid of color. Ink smirked and grabbed the strings with his hands.

The world seemed to ring in his head as astral chains of paint seem to burst into the world from where the two concentrated.

Lich didn’t have time to dodge this time, as this was the power of the two gods power combined.

It... was actually kinda pretty.

In seconds Lich was tangled by the astral paint chains, unable to move or attack.

“Lets... hope.. we.. never do that again,” Error gasped out, boned grey from extreme magical exhaustion and Inks Bones were also grey.

“My head hurt,” Ink said.

“Nimrod,” Error said walking slowly towards Lich.

OoOoO

To think it would all end.

His great work.

To erase it all.

Papyrus smiled as he finished making spaghetti, he could hear Sans sleepily getting himself up.

“Morning Papyrus..” Sans yawned.

“Good morning Sans, your ready for another day on the glorious surface!” he said happily.

“For you bro, anything,” Sans said with a true smile.

The day went swimmingly, Sans was active and they both had fun.

This was there happy ending, as Frisk no longer had the ability to reset and Chara had moved on.

Of course...

He forgot...

Happy endings were just for children.

A monster hater struck his more fragile brother, Sans hadn’t even had a chance to dodge.

Papyrus screamed as his brother dust spread like a white puddle on the ground.

To him the world ended.

There would be no more magical resets to bring back the lost.

Sans, his Sans was gone.

The one being that had loved him no matter what, the one being who called him cool and meant it.

He broke.

He left a trail or broken bodies and blood behind, he even killed Frisk when he tried to force there reset ability to return.

There was no return now.

This world didn’t have the right to exist if his brother was gone.

He vanished from the public that hunted him, they wanted him in jail for his deeds.

Ten years later he discovered it.

Retcons.

If Sans couldn’t exist.

Then no one else should either.

“How do we reverse the Retcons,” Ink said unhappily.

“There is no way for you to reverse the many Retcons, the way is lost,’ he laughed seeing there faces.

“There is always a way,” Dream said softly.

“You would have to have data from the multiverse from before the retcons, which doesn’t exist,” Lich laughed, it was a grand joke.

“There has to be a way,” the stupid bug Palette from the last multiverse protested.

OoOoO

Goth was exhausted and sore, and wanted to be anywhere but there.

This... utter moron was the cause of all his woes, but in a strange way the reason this version of himself existed.

“From before...” he said, going utterly still at what said.

“Ha ha ha, none of that data exists now,” Lich laughed.

“I was the very first thing retconned,” Goth whispered, he had known it from the very instant he woke up for real in the anti-void.

“Goth..” Error said in a strange tone of voice.

“Your a bane of existence,” Lich snarled.

“I contain all the codes from before, I never lost anything other then my place in this multiverse,” Goth said, he closed his eyes and felt tears gather,

“Gothy, whatever your thinking don’t,” Shatter begged.

Goth felt a calmness come over him, what was one compared to restoring to the lost.

Geno made a startled sound as Goth suddenly pulled the save lantern from his hand.

“Goth Stop!” Error shouted, but it was too late as Goth shattered the glass of the save lantern the glowing save star in his hands.

“Sorry, thank you,” Goth said with a smile.

The save Star Shattered.

The world exploded into light.

...

Goth blinked.

Shouldn’t he have stopped existing.

He seemed to be laying down, looking at a golden glowing sky.

“Time to get up sleepy,” a voice said, Goth quickly sat up and gaped.

For as far as one could see were Goths, Goths of every type.

In fact he could feel them, the Goths from his multiverse, from Shatters.. he could fell all of them.

He understood now, what would happen now.

He laughed as a button appeared in front of him.

Smiling he pressed the button, which was ‘Save and Reload.’

OoOoO

Everything was gone, they were floating in an endless sea of light.

“What’s going on?” Geno asked, as the flash of light faded.

“Everything is saving and reloading all the new timelines and those lost for all multiverses effected,” Goth said quietly.

“This will reverse time you realize,” Error said quietly. “You as you won’t exist.”

“This is goodbye... You probably won’t remember this reload. Shatter and Error will probably, but you won’t,” Goth whispered.

“No.. this isn’t right,” Geno cried.

“Retconned, this isn’t goodbye,” Shatter said, Goth.. no Retconned smiled.

“Its never goodbye, just a new hello,” Retconned laughed.

Then faded.

“Goth!” Geno screamed.

The multiverse shattered.

OoOoO

Shatter came to with a gasp, sand under his hands and broken stone.

Tears slipped down his face.

It had worked...

Everything was back.

Then he sobbed.

For he had lost a friend very few would remember.

Slowly he got up, he had time now with the reload winding things back. He had to warn the others of Nightmare Palette.

“Thank you Retconned,” he whispered.

OoOoO

Error ‘woke’ in the anti-void.

“Damn it kid,” he swore as his memories set in.

He knew it was real, not just the memories.

Because in the distance, Goth’s house still stood.

His soul hurt, after all he had just lost the nearest thing he had to his own kid.

#Retconned #goth #undertale #@afterdeath #goth @Nekophy #fanfic

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ain-t-bovvered · 5 years

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14x12 Commentary (europe edition)

Special episode where a bunch of tired and caffeinated Europeans ( plus a sleepy American) scream together, and then die and try to get on with their day ( lol AS IF)

Hello and welcome:

@purpleskiesandcherrypies (Nat)

@dean-winchesters-bacon (Kat)

@waywardbaby (Zeta)

@ain-t-bovvered (Giul)

1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11

Giu: Oh donatello

Zeta : What a flashback

Nat: ugh... so sick of nick already

Giul: Whatever it takes oh yes cas is gonna do something stupid ?

Nat: "Not even an Archangel"

Giul: Dean doesn’t joke too in terms of stupid decisions.

Nat: Stop it Dean

Zeta : My heart will go on, I’m sorry

Giul: Well that’s creepy

Nat: NO

Zeta: Ohhh fuck

Giul: I’m crying

Nat: Baby NOOO NOOOO Fuck

Zeta : Test drive

Kat : the hand porn though

Giul: That’s fucking terrifying

Zeta : True

Giu: Dean’s face will hunt me forever now. Jensen JFC .

Zeta : Fuck

Nat: Shit

Giu: Dont

Kat : I cried during this

Giu: I am crying

Giu: Hell’s flashbacks tho

I’m hating myself now.

[Dean pounding on the metal ] : No. No!. Sam SAM!

-Up I’m having serious parallels with when he woke up in the coffin after hell.But this time he can’t get out. NICE

- Look at his hands trembling. CAN YALL NOT

[Cell’s lights goes off] the box is dark now.

NO I HATE THIS ALREADY.

-Oh thank god.

Zeta : Sam is naked

Kat : They both are

Giu: OH FUCK

Nat: Shit

- D:” Just a bad dream, it’s fine. I’m ok”

Zeta : Never said I wasn’t scared

Giu: fucking hell

- D: "Never said I wasn't scared.But it doesn’t matter”

Nat: Fuck you

- S:” But what you are talking about is far worse than death. Michael is an archangel, he could literally keep you buried in a coffin, alive, forever.

Giu: Told ya

Kat : Hate this

Giu: That Henley. I love how it rest on Jensen’s hips. distracting.

Kat : Single layer porn!

Nat: I'm not ok .Do I have to keep watching? Ugh

Kat : YES

Giu: the fuck is happening

Zeta : What now?

Giu: They really want to play with this water and drowning bullshit

- Also this episode is already aesthetically pleasing . and that I appreciate .

Kat: They play with so many parallels this week

Kat : It’s like a Criminal Minds episode

Giul: I’m so loving this

Nat: who is he

Giul: Fucker of the week

Kat : UGH NICK GO AWAY

Zeta: Busy bee

Nat: None of that was my fault

Giul: He’s a serial killer so go off i guess

Giul: Yeah well the devil left the rest is all you bitch

Kat : I like the cop lol

- Nick is so empty right now. He’s the most dangerous human honestly.

Giul: Goddammit mark.

Nat: The TALK

- D:”You’re gonna see it through to the end”

Giul: Shut up

Zeta : Mom hates this

Giul: WE HATE THIS

Zeta: Yeah right

- S:” And Cas and Jack, you haven’t even told them”

- D:” Well that’s because I’m not good with the whole big goodbyes, all right? I don’t need to get shaky on this”

Giul: and HE DIDN T TOLD THEM . HOW DARE

Nat: Can I smack Dean over the head?

Nat: Am I allowed to?

Kat: ITS DEAN OF COURSE HE DIDN’T

-D:” Just put the end of this trip out of your head, okay?”

Giul: MY BABE

- C:” Where you able to talk him out of it?”

S:”No so I’m counting on you”

Giul: LOL SAM TOLD HIM

Nat: Awwww Cas knows tho

Giul: good sam

- He asked Rowena’s help too AAAAAH

Nat: of course he would

Giul: WE KNEW

Zeta: Remarkable command of profanity

Nat: LOL Cas about Rowena

Giul: “ Maybe if I spoke with Dean"BAAAABE

- S:”If we don’t find some way...Dean’s gone”

You have to step on my dead cold body first tho

Nat: Dean washed his hands tho

Nat: at least

Kat : He’s a clean freak

Giul: Well remember how he barely touches the public phone booths?

-tHIS EPISODE IS BEAUTIFUL

Kat: This dude is so whacked out

Giul: This is a criminal minds ep. WHEELS UP, where is Rossi when we need him?

Nat: I'm sick of this dude already

Giul: Finally some gore

Kat: BABY

- D:” Do ever think about when we were kids? I know I wasn’t the greatest brother to you”

Giul: DUDE DON’T

Zeta: Regrets

- S:” Dean , you were the one who was always there for me. The only one. You practically raised me”

Giul: U MY DA

Kat: DUDE IMMA CRY AGAIN

Nat: Sammy, stop

Giul: FUCK

Nat: SAMMEEHHHH STOP

Nat: SHIT STOP IT GUYS

Giul: oh this is for the 300 mood

Kat: I think so too

- D:” Things got dicey. You know with Dad, the way he was. I didn’t always look out for you the way I should’ve”

- lol Sam doesn’t want to hear this shit

- D:” I mean, I had my own stuff, you know. In order to keep peace I probably looked like I took his side quite a bit. Sometimes when I was away, you know it wasn't because I just ran out, right? Dad would , he would send me away when I really pissed him off. I think you knew that”

Nat: I fucking cry

Kat: JOHN YOU FUCKER

- S: “ Man, I left that behind a long time ago, I had to-”

- Look you can pin point the exact moment the eyes starts to get watery...damn it Jared.

- S:” And if we are gonna get through this, I have to do , like you said and try and keep my mind off of where we’re going. So if we could not have conversations that sound like deadbeat apologies, I would really appreciate it”

Giul: YES. THANK YOU SAM.

Zeta: Yeah ok I’m hating this

Nat: Fuck, I'm not ok.

Nat: I like the cop

Giul: BITCH DONT

Kat : Told you Ain’t God he’s praying to

Nat: DIGNITY hahahhaha

Zeta: Yep

Nat: FUck

Giul: WELL THAT’s

Zeta: That was so predictable

Nat: Nick's a fucking lsdhfishgoiewahgpieshgäahgeisladhflidshglidsea

Kat : Can he die already? I shouldn't smash my work computers keyboard that hard, probably

Giul: Hey gotta hand it to the guy tho, he’s pretty resourceful

- Sam finding a case. I’m not even surprised.

Zeta: The Winchester boys

Nat: ONE LAST CASE FOR THE WINCHESTER BOYS fuck you

- S:” You had to go there”

Kat: Damn it

Zeta: Enochian

Zeta: FBI

Giul: YAS

Nat: I'd open up that door so fast tho

Nat: and get on my knees

Kat: Control yourself woman

Nat: You know who you're talking to, right?

( that sentence is knitted in the back of our watch biker gang jackets)

Kat : THE COATS

Giul: FBI FBI FBI FBI

Giul: dean sitting so cutely

Zeta: I’m sorry.Has anybody noticed how huge their feet are??

Giul: licking lips

Nat: Dean's such a smol bean next to Sam.

Kat: Dean looks so tiny.GET OUT OF MY HEAD

- This all conversation with the twin is a real guilty trip for Dean.

- Also this confirms that Dean and Sam knows some enochian. And that’s sexy.

Talk enochian to me * trumpet sounds*

Giul: CASTIEL MY BABE

Zeta: Angel on call

Nat: Awww Cas smiles

- C:” Dean” “ [BIG FUCKING SMILE] “Is so good to hear from you”

Giul: WOW he’s so- GODDAMMIT

- [stammering] : ok...well ..good. Ah [clear throat] listen , Cass....

- C:” You are working a case? That Is So GoOd tO hEaR. So I assume that means you’re not going to go through with it. Because I have to say, Dean , this plans of yours, it was born of, of desperation , not reason”

Kat: BUSTED

Giul: WE KNOW

- C:” I-I know that I’m not supposed to know , what I know, but”

- D:” "Look I'm fine with my plan"

Nat: LIAAAR

-C:” NEED TO HAVE A CONVERSATION”

Zeta: It’s good to hear your voice

Giul: MARRIED

Zeta: I love you

- D:” Really?” S: “ Dean, it’s your husband Cass I had to tell him”

Giul: lol can we remember that Cas fucked up Donatello for them?

Nat: How he leans against Baby tho I caught myself staring at his crotch. oops

Zeta: Well....

Giul: Aaaaand flannel again

Giul: Shocking

Nat: SURPRISE It's funnier in Enochian I guess

- ALSO hell yeah for Dean being the smarty pants ! I live for these moments. We all know Sam is the main brain , but seeing the writers giving us these brilliant Dean moments is life.

Giul: He cray. This is so creepy amazing. Finally some spn old style

Kat: I know, they finally have a proper almost scary ep again

Nat: Yes. I still remember how creepy sometimes Season 1 was. oh they're here to save the day

Zeta: The Winchester boys

Giul: MOOSE IS ANGRY . SQUIRREL TOO

Zeta: Bamf much?! The hiss

Nat: Dean, control your anger!

Giul: H. O. T

- Poor guy tho, it’s not his fault .

Kat: Love snarly boys!

Giul: WELL FUCK

Zeta: Baby’s ass! I’m sorry again

Giul: We end the ninja turtle

Giul: UUUUUUGH

Kat: Ugh this bitch again

-Vintage Nick

Nat: I wanna skip Nick. Can I skip Nick?

Giul: NO Mark acting is gold

Kat I hate this whole scene

Nat: He's too good and I hate him

Giul: Wait Why is No NO , fuck no. WHAT

- The fucking ice ....

- N: “Lucifer....?”

Sarah :

Kat: ITS DUMB AF

Kat: I HATE THIS SCENE

Nat: SPN makes me question so many things

Giu: FUCK MARK OK

Nat: TELL HIM. I LIKE HER

Zeta: She kinda hates him

Kat: BUT SHE DOESN’T DO ANYTHING.SHE SHOULD BE THROWING HIM AGAINST WALLS AND SHIT

Giul: Let her leave bro

Nat: NICK LISTEN TO YOUR DAMN DEAD WIFE

- N: “ I can’t”

Kat: Nope he’s gonna be a little bitch

Giul: Oh I’m sorry he’s like a Stockholm victim.

Nat: "I'm sorry." Is he really tho?

- N:”Wherever is darkest”

Kat: Melodramatic much Nick?

Nat: DR CAS

- DR NOVAK

Zeta: Oh hello

Giul: THE OTHER Mr Winchester.

Giul: OOH OOH HOT

Nat: Dean's smirking

Giu: DOCTOR

Zeta: Giuls, u ok??

Giul: I . AM. NOT. EARSKYHGZLYCBTSGKBP FUCK ME

- Doctor: follow me.

Sam scrambling the fuck away from the sexual tension

Dean eyes on Cass [starts the sexual tension]

me [bathing in sexual tension]

Nat: THE HAIR ON CAS THO

- C:” It was necessary, doesn’t mean I don’t regret it. Doesn’t mean I don’t wish there could've been another way”

- C:

- “Please don’t compare this with your suicidal plan. Just stop it”

[ tilting head in angry ]

Zeta: Tell him Cas

- D:” Why don’t we talk about that later”

Nat: "according to your plan, there won't be a later." I love Cas

Giul: YES

Kat: THE SASS

Giul: CAS BABE

- D:” You think this is easy on me?”

-Why does it always look like Cas is on the verge of tears and they never fucking show us the real deal

- C:” So then, this is goodbye?”

Zeta:He’s hurting

- ThE FuCK Is tHaT LoOk DeAN

Nat: "Guys.. stop bickering." Is what Sam should have said. lol

lol and Cas holding Dean’s gaze a bit before focusing on Sam. Good moment

- D:” I thought he was too far gone”

C: “Dean if there is a spark of hope. then I have to try “

- Damn these writers are not being subtle.

-C: “ YOU taught me that”

Giul: GUYS I CAN T

Zeta: *pats your back *

Nat&Kat:"Get out."

Giul: when castiel get so riled up I get all tingly.YES ORDER ME AROUND

Zeta: @Giul control yourself woman

Giu: PSH HAVE U SEEN THIS...[gestures vaguely] HOW

- Sam not being subtle too

Nat: Sam's throwing shades

Kat: THE DIMPLES OF DISCONTENT

-I will never get tired of Cas glowly hand

Giul: ANGEL EYES YAAAASP

Kat: Okay dude would be choking on that tube

Giul: CAN I WAKE UP LIKE THAT TOO

Nat: I wanna wake up being surrounded by three hot boys

Giul: [clicks tongue]

Kat: With three handsome men? Yes please

- yeah ok you can’t fucking say that and look up at Castiel, Dean..you motherfucker

- C:” Would do like more grape jello?” [voice deepest than Dean’s closet]

Giul: WHAT WAS THAT VOICE CAS i felt it in my [censored]

Kat: Donatello and his chicken

- Those two whispering like that .... fuck you

Nat: THE dimples

- Castiel’s little awkward smile

- This episode is so beautifully shot I can’t

Kat: I need a gif of them legs @Giulia please ma’am

Giul&Zeta: NO REST FOR THE SELF DESTRUCTIVE.

- D: “We are going out on a high”

i wanna slap him....hard

- D: “ Sorry”

S: “sOrRY “ *chuckles*

- Sam is not drinking beer, he’s drinking hot salty tea.

Nat: Sam's really at it, huh? Trying to guilt trip Dean out of it

Giul: i don’t blame him

Nat: Can't be mad at him, tho

- S:” I have to throw away everything we stand for” aaaaand the voice cracks....good....great...

Zeta: He’s soooooo angry

Kat: Sam’s hair is so fluffy

Nat: LISTEN TO SAMMY DEAN

-S.” You just don’t check out of it “ * snarls and pushed Dean*

Dean is offended of the push.

Bitch you don’t get to be offended

- S: “ if you quit us today, there won’t be a tomorrow. What are you doing now it’s wrong,it’s QUITTING”

Giul: SAM MAD DESPERATE VOICE IS GOOD

Nat: I believe in us, Dean

-Dean doesn’t respond.

- Sam:

- Sam is all of us

Zeta: Smack him

-[Enters desperate hug]

Nat: fuck, now i'm crying

Giul: sobs

Nat: fuck no shit

Giul: OH COME ON

Kat: THIS HUG

- [strained voice] S: “why don’t you believe in us too?”

Giul: It’s too early for this.

-Sam looks like a kid here , a scared sad kid and I CAN’T DEAL WITH IT

Kat: SAM HOLDS ON SO TIGHT

- D:”Okay Sam”

Sam sniffs

D: “Let’s go home”

Nat: I need a cigarette and lots of wine

Giul: MOOD

Zeta: This fucking hurts so bad

Nat: Why you gotta make me cry tho

Giul: GOOD LORD. Stop the voice breaking

- D:” And I’ll keep believing until I can’t”

Kat: MY BOYS 😭😭😭😭

Nat: NO

Giul: JARED WTF

- D:” you’ll have to take it for what it is....the end”

Nat: SAM WON'T DO IT

Giul: STOP IT

-D:” and you have to promise me “ [Dean’s voice get high] “ that you’ll do then what you can’t do now. and that’s let me go”

Giul: HE FUCKING WON T

Nat: FUCK YOU ALL

Kat: JARED STOP YOUR FACE

Nat: FUCK YOU

Giul: JARED FUCK U

Kat: ALL OF YOU STOP YOUR FACES

Giul: FUCK IT FUCK ALL OF U

Nat: I'M DONE FUCK THIS SHIT

-D:” Just don’t hit me again”

- STOP THIS FUCKING MUSIC RIGHT FUCKING NOW

Zeta: i HATE ALL OF THIS

Nat: I DON'T WANNA WATCH ANYMORE, NO MORE SPN FOR ME

Zeta: I HAAAAAAATE IT!!!!!

Giul: AND WE HAVE ALL SEASON 15 too

Nat: FUCK THIS

Giul: YAAAASP GUYS

Kat : NO YOU HAVE TO WATCH NEXT WEEK

Giul: PROMO NOW

Zeta: Yeet

Kat: PREVIEW

Giul: GO WATCH THE PROMO BITCH

Kat : GO I CAN’T FREAKING WAIT

Giul: i LOVE IT

Well well WHAT A FUCKING RIDE.

WE HATED IT.

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golden-geese · 5 years

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mac and dennis are sleepy bitches ch. 3 repost; read on ao3

2007 4:15 p.m. A Sunday

As he folds his laundry, Mac goes through the list. Dennis and Dee’s mom is dead. Their real dad is crazy or something (Mac never got a straight answer on that one) and the next best thing is Frank. Charlie’s mom is overbearing. He grew up without a dad, and then recently found out that his dad is probably Frank. Collectively, the gang could count all their living parents or parent proxies on one hand: Mac’s mom, Mac’s dad, Charlie’s mom, Bruce Mathis, and Frank. Mac is the only one with two confirmed living parents. He goes through the list again and again and again, much like he spent all last night doing-- except this time, he’s dealing with a pile of laundry on his unmade bed, not tossing and turning and flipping his pillow over.

He’s been letting his laundry pile up. He only even started doing it today because he realized he was literally on his last pair of socks. He let it pile up for so long it turned out to be like four loads-- and then he washed the towels too, because if you’re already doing laundry, you might as well wash the towels too. It’s an unkempt mountain on his bed; tee shirts and pants and underwear and socks and towels. He’s just been adding to the pile all day, never stopping to fold between loads.

Anyway. Dennis and Dee’s mom is dead, and their fake dad is Frank, and their real dad is apparently some weirdo. Charlie’s mom is bonkers and his dad is probably Frank too. Mac has two living breathing parents.

So, he wonders bitterly as he shakes out a pair of jeans, why does he feel like he has the shittiest deal of them all? Dennis and Dee might as well be orphans, and Charlie’s mom is even crazier than Charlie. It doesn’t make sense, he tells himself. It doesn’t make sense that he’s so damn ungrateful and mushy about all of this.

Anyway, Mac is the one responsible for his dad getting locked up again. He’s probably the worst son in the whole world, he figures as he folds a pair of black pants.

(remembers, when his dad got out of prison last week, how he went in for a hug and his dad said “don’t touch me”)

(yeah, mac figures; he’s definitely the worst son in the whole world)

Because what kind of son gets their dad arrested? All he’d wanted was to take Mac and Charlie to the baseball hall of fame in New York. He’d even bought them all tickets. And now this. Brows furrowed, jaw set, Mac folds a tee shirt. Adds it to the uneven stack.

His dad doesn’t love him, though. Couldn’t possibly, what with the whole “I’m going to kill you” fiasco.

(i have mom though, he reasons)

(and charlie and dennis)

(and poppins)

Now that Mac thinks about it… Charlie might not actually love him. He did sabotage the whole dinner party thing. And Dennis is always so wrapped up in his own shit, who’s to say if he loves anyone. Poppins is the only one Mac is sure loves him, and Poppins is a street mutt who’s missing half the time.

Sighing, he folds the next shirt. He loves Charlie and Dennis and his parents and even probably Dee. He loves all of them, even though they probably don’t love him back. Has so much goddamn love for them it’s bursting out of his chest-- and he shows it, too. By bringing Charlie a Red Bull when they were in high school, or complimenting Dennis when he’s being grumpy, or even just by paying attention and understanding. He’s told them he loves them, too, every so often. Wonders if he’s ever heard it back once. Probably not.

(whatever.)

Sulking a little, he reaches for the pile and picks up the next shirt. Starts to fold it; frowns, realizing it isn’t his. Turns it around in his hands. It’s a soft button-down, striped with white and light blue. Nicer quality than any of Mac’s clothes. A size bigger to accommodate broad shoulders. Dennis.

He straightens the sleeve out. You don’t fold button-down shirts, right? You have to hang them up so they don’t get wrinkled. He straightens his shoulders. Makes the executive decision. Heads to Dennis’ room.

“Hey, Dennis?” Mac asks, knocking.

“What,” a muffled voice comes.

He nudges the door open. Catches sight of Dennis, shirtless-- Dennis, standing in front of his dresser mirror, a weird frown at his lips.

“Your shirt got into my laundry somehow,” Mac explains, tossing it to him.

Dennis doesn’t catch it. Watches it billow its way to the floor. Mac watches too, before turning his eyes back to Dennis. Droopy eyes. Pale skin. Messy hair.

“You okay, dude?” Mac asks cautiously.

“Fine,” Dennis responds, barely audible.

“You… sure?”

“Fine,” Dennis insists.

Mac watches him a moment longer. Nods once. “I’ll… leave you to it, then, I guess.”

He takes a step back; re-installs himself in the doorway-- but doesn’t leave the room.

Footsteps in the hall. Yelling outside. Always yelling outside.

He stands there for probably an hour. “Have you eaten?”

“Dinner? Have I eaten dinner? No, I’m not hungry,” Dennis says emptily.

“No,” Mac says-- “I mean, like, have you eaten… today?”

Dennis swallows. Meets Mac’s eyes for a tenth of an instant. “Why do you care?”

“I mean-- you gotta eat, dude. Or you’ll, like, die,” Mac says dumbly.

“Oh, is that how science works? Is it? Are you a doctor? Is your name doctor… science?” Dennis sneers, his voice cracking.

Mac blinks. “When’s the last time you ate?”

“This morning.”

“For real?”

“Yes.”

“Okay,” Mac says, deciding it’s probably just easier to believe Dennis and keep an eye on the situation. “‘Cause I know you were being weird about… y’know, the whole thing where you looked like that pedo…”

“I don’t look like that pedo,” Dennis insists. “He’s fat. I’m not. I’m chiseled.”

“Yeah,” Mac says quickly. “You’re super chiseled, man. You’re so chiseled it’s ridiculous. You’re hot.”

Heat immediately smoke-bombs in his chest. The last two words fell out of his mouth without his brain’s consent.

Dennis is staring at him now, eyes somewhat narrowed. “You think so?”

“Yeah,” he says. Clears his throat. “You know. In, like, a totally platonic bro kinda way. Like, objectively, do I think you’re attractive? Yes. Objectively, yeah, I do.” He gestures vaguely.

“Thanks,” Dennis says, nodding a tiny amount. “You know, your opinion means a lot to me.”

“Really?”

“Oh, yeah.”

(maybe dennis does love mac)

“Cool.”

(maybe dennis just shows it weird. he totally loves mac. yeah. mac was stupid to ever think otherwise)

Dennis yawns.

Mac catches it.

“Sorry,” Mac says, even though Dennis yawned first and apologizing for yawns isn’t really a thing people do. “I didn’t sleep, like, at all last night.”

“Me neither,” Dennis admits.

“Think I’m gonna take a nap, actually,” Mac adds. Yawns again, now that he’s thinking about how tired he is.

“That’s a good idea. Maybe I will too.”

“Oh, shit-- my bed is covered in laundry,” he sighs. “Nevermind, I guess.”

Dennis’ jaw tilts a little. He half-shrugs. “You can use my bed, if you want.”

“Really?”

“I don’t see why not.”

His voice is still all weird and quiet. But at least he’s talking.

“Okay, dude,” Mac says, nodding. “Thanks.”

It’s an awkwardly choreographed shuffle, to casually get in the same bed as your best friend, but they do it. It’s a big bed, at least-- they can both settle in comfortably without even feeling that the other is there. A soft bed too, Mac thinks as he nestles into it-- soft and warm and inviting. Probably because it was expensive. Mac bought his mattress at Kmart. It was on sale.

He hears Dennis’ breathing change. Tunes into it as he drifts off himself.

Dennis wakes up ten percent. Feels arms around him, warmth against his skin-- becomes another ten percent more alert. A hookup. Some girl he met at Paddy’s or some other bar-- no doubt a big-breasted woman with glossy lips, wearing one of those silky pink and black spaghetti-strap tops girls are always wearing with their low-rise jeans. But why is she all wrapped around him instead of vice versa?

He wakes up another thirty percent. Now he’s fifty percent awake, for anyone keeping track. It’s Mac who’s snuggled around him. Right.

Whatever, he thinks, resigning himself. He opens his eyes for a second just to make sure it is in fact Mac. Relaxes his muscles again. If he lets on that he’s awake, if he disturbs Mac’s sleep-- Mac will leave. The warmth is nice. Whatever.

It’s not like Mac meant to wrap his entire body around Dennis’. It’s not like you can help what you do while you’re sleeping.

But, considering he’s already in this position, it would be rude to move now. Dennis is still asleep, after all, even though Mac woke up. It would just be inconsiderate.

Anyway, Mac’s mind is finally quiet. He finally feels relaxed. It would just be stupid to ruin that.

#napfic #macdennis fic #iasip fic #iasip fanfic #macdennis fanfic #reposting bc i was reading for napfic inspo and i was like???????? wtf this is good?????

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ac-ars · 6 years

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ayy she is there she is done, its ta au which is always sin, more sin than normally, plus the prompt is sin so here you have it i hope you have fun

day 5 - “I called one of the telephone numbers written in the toilet stall and now I want to fuck your voice”

🌙

drunk talking

Luna Valente lucked out today despite the fact she very, very overslept. It’s the worst day possible to be late, since today is supposed to be some test on chemistry and she was studying probably too long, because this very chapter has been such a bitch. Longer than others and mentioning more difficult shit and in general Luna just never liked this part of chemistry. They will never be friends and she guesses that it’s okay. Anyway, she was running around her apartment like a tornado, starting one thing and then another, without finishing the first one. She ended up washing her teeth and brushing her hair while wearing her underwear, one sock and a skirt. And when she was buttoning up her flowy, short sleeve shirt, she was also eating her cereal. That’s called multitasking and no one but Luna Valente in hurry can master it to this level.

She managed to catch subway, the one before the last possible she could take to be on time, she finished her tea on the go, and then ran a little towards the building in the campus, so now she is heading to the toilet, to gather herself together and look less like messy mess.

Those dark circles under her eyes really need to disappear under the concealer and her face would love to use a little blush, and those brown hairs that are sticking in every side probably will be happy to be hang out with a brush.

In the middle of miracle makeover Luna gets a text from Pedro, asking her where she is. She hums and rolls her eyes at this impatient asshole and answers that she will be there soon soon. Her thoughts kinda run away in some weird directions to what else should she do, maybe buy a bottle of water, but now or later? Does she have time for that? Will she go for lunch with Pedro later or will he be drama queen about how she cheated from his test? This eats definitely too much time of Luna’s while she is trying to untangle this messy ball of her hair under right ear, she looks around the ugly mirror until she spots some writing with permanent marker right below the corner of said mirror.

This part of the campus, more like this very specific building is waiting for some renovations out and inside, this means the toilets aren’t in the best state here. Not that they are stinky and disgusting, but there are weird writings around, some doodles and curses, many, many phone numbers. Luna isn’t a fan of ruining something, writing over something, because there are usually people who will have to work and clean it later or fix, and she is just a good person, trying to get them as little of unneeded trouble, as possible.

But! She leans her head to the left, to make sure all her hair where the tangle ball used to be, are fine and there is nothing to brush else. Her eyes follow all the writings on the tiles on the wall, wondering why are people like this, covering almost every small tile with some drawing. There is, though, this one number, written with bold, bold font, the digits seem to be a creation of someone writing the same number over and over again in the very same place, just making it more visible and bolder. She hums, because what could be so important, or who, to be left like this for future in ladies’ toilet. Luna, completely not sure what she is going to do with it, just saves it on her contacts and runs towards the class, because boy, chemistry is watching for her.

🌙

“What do we have tomorrow?” she asks lazily while playing with her empty glass after wine. Pedro looks at her with raised eyebrows and shrugs. “I don’t know. No test, that’s for sure, but I think we have physics.”

“Oh my, I don’t wanna,” Luna mumbles, cursing under her breath and he kicks her ankle softly. “Don’t pretend you don’t wanna go. You are dying to see that guy every damn week, Luna Valente.” He looks super smug right now and she opens her mouth wide, very offended.

“I very don’t are if it’s Matteo or not, the break is this weekend and everyone cancelled classes tomorrow except this asshole. I really don’t wanna see him.”

Her Spanish friend looks at her very skeptical and totally not believing her. “I can’t even imagine you looking or thinking about him anything but hungry, and it’s totally okay. We all have issues when it comes to hot people. For example I still can’t not stare at my English prof from the old times when I tried to study English.”

Luna rolls her eyes and crosses her legs. “I’m totally not staring at him any hungry.” The wine in her head isn’t really helping now when it gives her images of said Matteo Balsano, who looked incredibly attractive when she last time saw him. So attractive, that she actually missed what he was talking about at the end of the class, and missed why the whole group is so mad at him. Then Pedro told her, and now Luna and her brain have quiet days without imagining her ta before she goes to sleep.

“Yes, of course,” he says getting up and putting his empty glass on the coffee table and kissing top of the brunette’s head. “I’m gonna be going home since tomorrow we are seeing each other on physics. Please don’t waste yourself so I gotta come here and put you together.”

She pouts at this but sends him a kiss and he leaves, and she empties her own glass quickly, not sure what to do now. It’s gonna be probably boring, so she takes her phone and looks through all insta stories to check what’s going on around the world.

Ambar is hanging out with some weird goths again, but she seems happy or at least not annoyed so it’s a good thing already. Simon and his Roller bros are playing some concert in this small famous club on the other end of Buenos Aires and it’s like third Thursday in a row, so they told her she didn’t need to attend. Gastón is posting on his story some aesthetic pictures of student life in Oxford, selfies with some girl and generally pretty shit, while Nina is travelling around museums today, writing and writing. Not once has she said that art inspires her to make more art.

There is nothing much happening when it comes to people from uni, so Luna just opens her recently used apps, because why not really? She finds that she used contacts today, which is unusual; they don’t really call or text each other since she mostly uses whatsapp or messenger, or anything that requires only internet.

In her contacts she finds some new one, added today, and in a moment she remembers it’s the number from her uni toilet, which sounds all kinds of ridiculous, but also very appealing to her drunk, wasted and tired brain.

She clicks on it, her phone asks her if she wants to call or text, and first thing she does is pouring some more whine to her glass. It’s gonna be very interesting here and Luna giggles at herself, as she presses the call square on her screen. When she hears like fifth signal, she remembers what the fuck time it is, and calling anyone at this hour is super, super rude, but in the same moment she takes her phone away from her face to hang up, someone picks up.

“Hello?” some male, deep and raspy voice asks, and Luna’s first thought is oh fuck and second is oh fuck I woke this guy up. Before she manages to say anything, he adds impatient. “Is anyone there? If it’s nothing important, I’m ending this call, because I would really love to sleep-”

“Hi,” Luna jumps and he shuts up for a few super short seconds. “Um, I’m sorry, it’s a mistake.”

“A mistake?” he asks, “I don’t think calling anyone at this ungodly hour can be described as a mistake, little lady.”

She takes a deep breath and a sip of wine from her glass. “I, um, shouldn’t have called, but I am drunk and I was bored, and it just kinda happened. I’m sorry.”

The guy on the other side of the phone sighs heavily, even this sound is somehow hot, and at this point Luna can’t really care if he can be some disgusting creep, she will just block this number tomorrow plus she won’t really tell him any details. Bless her drunk brain always keeping her safe no matter what.

“Okay, tell me, should I have your number saved? Where did you even get mine?” he asks, his voice changes and maybe he is more awake now, which is bad and bad at the same time.

“No, no, I’m, it’s gonna be dumb as hell, but I found your number written on wall in the toilet in my faculty.”

The guy laughs quietly and sighs again. “Dear stars, why have I done this to myself? So you are a student?”

“Yeah, but that’s all I’m telling you. I don’t know who you are and I won’t tell you anything.”

Luna hears him humming longly. “You don’t know who I am then?”

“I just told you that!” She rolls her eyes and he laughs again, and she is kinda annoyed at this point. The guy seems amused, but then he clears his throat. He speaks, and his voice sounds kinda different. She is focusing on his voice too much. “I have few questions for you, actually, but they aren’t about any private shit, you don’t have to worry I will try to stalk you anywhere.” He stops for a moment and continues, Luna completely focused drinks her wine slowly, just to find her glass is empty and it’s a moment to fill it again, because she is oh so curious. “I’m just lowkey lost, it’s been years since I got this kinda call.”

“I get it, you know you can just hang up, though?” she asks, playing with a strand of her hair and makes herself more comfy on the couch. It’s dark, and quiet, and Luna wants him to talk to her endlessly.

“Nah, it’s okay, I wasn’t really sleeping anyway, so tell me, little lady I don’t know name of, why are you awake at this hour?”

Luna shrugs to herself, remembering just after a moment that he can’t see her. “I guess I’m not sleepy yet. Plus I still have wine to drink.”

She can’t see him either, but she is sure that he is smiling right now. And it feels weirdly good. “Perfect, I’m going to help you with falling asleep today, because I think it’s unfair to leave you alone, not being able to sleep, even if, as you said, you called by mistake.”

This is getting weirder, and weirder, and Luna Valente doesn’t mind at all. “How would you help me from there, wherever you are?”

“Oh don’t worry about that. Will you do what I tell you, though?”

She bites on her lower lip, thinking, and wine answers for her. “Sure.”

🌙

Damn, damn, damn. Damn everything, because here she is, late again, and it’s probably Pedro ringing her door bell. It’s a disaster, she went to sleep definitely too late for it to be any accepted and her friend is gonna kick her ass in a minute. Wanting or not, Luna needs to open him, he looks at her super angry, but as soon as he sees her, he laughs so loudly.

She pouts, but honestly she can’t be stressed at all after last night’s letting all tension out. She isn’t even feeling any disgust with herself as she is planning to block the number to this guy, in case he calls her or something. Pedro seems to be very smug, but she ignores that.

“How late are we?” The brunette asks, running around as he just goes to the kitchen and makes himself a coffee.

“We are on perfect time to manage. I decided to scare you a little so you hurry up your little butt faster around.”

As soon as she sees that, she growls and huffs and goes to her bedroom to get dressed, and bless this bastard for driving her today, because she isn’t in a mood for subway today. She will be paranoid and think that every hot guy is the guy. His voice and his ideas were hot as fuck, so it’s obvious her brain will just go towards the attractive men.

“What is wrong with you, little one? You seem absent today. Tell me, what time did you go to sleep?”

She just rolls her eyes and pushes him out of her apartment, despite the fact that he is still holding one of her cat mugs.

Pedro is driving very weirdly, or at least Luna thinks that. He is a mess, but she feels with him always safe, right now safe enough to focus on her thoughts as she is wondering what the fuck is wrong with her that she called this guy last night. What the fuck is wrong with her at all? She has no idea, but this was so weird and so hot, and the wine didn’t help her to chill. Her eyes are set on the road in front of them, and before she can wake up, they are on uni’s parking lot and Pedro is poking her on the cheek to leave the car.

“Okay, I know,” he says and Luna throws him a weird look. “You know what?”

“Drugs. I’m sure it’s this, because you haven’t trashed me one single time during the way here, and usually you keep telling me how to drive, even if you don’t own a car.”

She rolls her eyes. “I have just other stuff on my head. I will tell you later, but now I gotta go to bathroom, because you idiot didn’t let me brush my hair.”

“You look pretty, maybe Balsano will think your bed head is hot.” Pedro hums, but she just shakes her head and walks quickly to the closest bathroom, since she hates being late.

Her eyes are focused on the phone as she is checking the hour, until she bumps into someone violently; the other person steadies her with their hands on her shoulders. The brunette looks up and blinks surprised, seeing no one else, but her physics ta, leaving toilet for women, which is weird, but his eyes sparkling with amusement, and this smirk don’t really let her think longer about how unusual this is.

“Watch out, Luna, please. We don’t want you to end up on the floor, do we?” he asks with small smirk and she needs to calm her hormones, and this is going to be a problem, since all tension that left her last night is all back, twice as strong, because so close to Matteo she has never been.

The brunette manages to speak, though. “Yes, yes, I’m sorry about that. I hope nothing happened to you.”

He sends her a smile. “Oh, don’t worry about that.”

With this, he caresses her shoulders last time, and leaves, probably to his small office and then to class, which means she doesn’t have much time. She still needs to brush her hair, even if he already seen her. Pedro is gonna pay for saying it and messing with her (bad) luck.

She enters the bathroom and without anything just searches for her brush in the back. Her eyes automatically swim towards the bolded number on the wall.

It’s not there anymore.

🌙

Sitting on her seat in physics class, next to her best friend who knows fucking nothing, is the most difficult thing. She has no idea what people around her are speaking, but now her mind is busy with the fact, how something written who knows when, could go off so easily, when just the very day before it was there visible and healthy.

She has really no idea, this is so, so confusing and she can’t tell Pedro, because this asshole is going to make fun of her and say that she seriously needs to drink less and get laid properly, not by herself on the phone, but he is ridiculous jerk with issues, so maybe it won’t be that bad.

For now, Matteo is talking something to them, she doesn’t understand, her mind keeps repeating how he said oh, don’t worry about that and with each and every time she is less calm. He eventually lies his eyes on her, there is something in his look that messes with her every thought.

He winks.

She gasps.

#soy luna #lutteo #lutteoficweek #my writing

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rozymochi · 7 years

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Wrecker | 04

word count: 2.214

genre: Angst? Fluff

A/N: So this took me forever to write, and honestly I’m still not happy how it worked out. But I hope I won’t have a writers block anymore next part and there will be more readerxjimin times and readerxjungkook fluff and stuff. But don’t think there won’t be more shit going to happen, because it will lol ;)

The next morning when I woke up, Jungkook wasn’t next to me anymore. I guess he was making breakfast. Today we had to part, for a month. I hated it, but he is also an idol, so I couldn’t do anything about it. Our flights were pretty close to each other with the times. He had to fly around 10.30 am, and my flight was departing at 9.50 am. I hopped out of the bed and went to the kitchen. On my way I alreadyy smelled eggs and sausages. “ Kookie! You are cooking!” “ Off course, I have to cook for my lovely girlfriend right? I’m going to be away from you for a month. Isn’t that torture?!” I smiled, he was so cute. “ It’s not my fault that you’re an idol. But don’t be sad, I will FaceTime you everyday.” I hugged him from behind. I know he loves back hugs. “ Such a lovely girlfriend, aren’t you.” He turned around and pinched my cheeks. “ You’re so cute babe, but shouldn’t you get ready? We are leaving at 8 and it’s already 6.50.” He was right, I still had to eat, shower and get my lightish make up on. I was running out of time. “ Oh my god, is it so late already? I’m going to shower kook, don’t burn the sausages!”

The thing I hated the most was showering in the morning. I just wasn’t ready to get a splash of water over me. It was just always so uncomfortable, but since Jungkook moved in he practically made me shower in the morning everyday. No weird stuff, it’s just because you’ll be more awake and face the day with a bright face, like he said. After showering I put some make up on, no too much tho, I was traveling so my make up wouldn’t be that important right? Jungkook and I left home 10 minutes too late because of me, hehe. We stepped in to the car who was picking us up and would get us to Incheon airport on time. There were already a lot of cameras, so a mouth cap and hat was necessary. When we arrived, the boys were already there. “ Y/N! We’ll miss you.” Jimin pouted. “ I will miss u guys too, I will bring some good food from Hong Kong. But don’t forget to send pictures everyday!” I wanted to cry actually, I wouldn’t see them for a month and I had to be alone for three weeks. It wasn’t a big deal actually, but I really didn’t like to be alone. “ We are not parting for forever, it’s just a month.” Yoongi said while still being sleepy.

After I said my goodbyes to the boys, I walked together with Jungkook to my gate. “ Call me everyday okay? I want to make sure I won’t forget your pretty face.” He was concerned about me, how sweet. “ Don’t worry kookie, I will.” “ Promise?” “ Promise.” And I walked to the check-in. “ I love you y/n, don’t forget!” He yelled before I stepped in the airplane. “ I love you too Jungkook.” I said softly, maybe he didn’t even hear.

He said I love you. When I was sitting in the plane, I had lots of time to think. So that’s exactly what I did. After being offered some peanuts from the stewardess, I grabbed my laptop and started writing. It was one of the few things I did while thinking about myself and my life practically. This year I would graduate, and Jungkook and I already had made plans to take a trip to some where far away. It would be great to go away for some time. No cameras, no duties and no commands from his company or my whole fracking life. Since I’ve been with Jungkook my life has taken a complete different turn than I thought it would go, nothing unpleasant tho. It had been the most beautiful months of my life. My mind and heart was everyday hurting because of my parents and because of my fear for being alone or left alone. The stuff I was writing wasn’t a dairy or a story or something, I always wrote short lines.

Lonely lonely, forever lonely or not?

To be forgiven comes from the heart.

Friends and family are the most important things right? Sometimes I thought about writing something big with all these short lines. But well, I’m not a writer or something so that wouldn't work out anyway. I slept a while before I heard a voice waking me up telling me we arrived in Hong Kong. Finally. Home with Yuri.

I turned my phone on immediately and called Yuri. “ Yu, I have arrived, where u at right now?” I talked on the phone while searching for the exit. “ You know, you’re 12 minutes late and the food is cold now. I hate wet and cold noodles.” “ Don’t be such a crybaby yu, wet noodles are the best.” And then I saw her. With a smile on her face Yuri was standing by the exit door. I broke the call off and ran to her. All the things coming to my mind where like a tsunami. I was seeing her in real life and not on a screen. For most people one and a half month apart wouldn’t be that bad. But missing Yuri in my life was just not something that I could handle. I felt so so so happy when I saw Yuri. She immediately ran to me and hugged me, practically she jumped on me. “ I have missed you sooooo much y/n. Never go away again.” “ I have to go after a week tho.” Sad story bro “ Y/n! Don’t ruin our perfect best friend movie moment. Come girl, we have lots to catch up with.”

We did a little bit sightseeing, well actually there was nothing I hadn’t seen before because Hong Kong was basically my second home. But some sightseeing could never be wrong. I bought some stuff I knew Jungkook liked and bought some egg tarts, something I loved dearly. At night in Yuri’s home we watched a lot of movies and talked some, well a lot. “ Where is Jungkook going to first?” She asked. “ I think Chile, or Mexico? I forgot to be honest, lol.” “ Is he going to FaceTime you soon?” “ Yu is this a interrogation or something.” I said jokingly. “ Maybe not, maybe it’s a concerned friend interrogation.” She seemed upset about something, and I couldn’t figure out what.” “ Has something happened yu?” “ You still know that guy right? Brian?” Brain was her ex-boyfriend, one she loved the most I think. She was very serious with him, but he wasn’t serious at the end. “ Did he come back?” “ No that’s not it. I want you to know that no matter what they say and do, guys don’t express their feelings that well. I don’t want you hurting like me in the end.” Was she talking about Jungkook, was she comparing Jungkook and Brian? About Brian was true. He seemed like Yuri couldn’t get a better guy than him, but in the end he was much different from then we thought. “ I understand Brian had hurt you, but Jungkook isn’t like that, I know that Yuri.” “ I think you don’t understand y/n. But let it be, I just want you and Jungkook to talk about serious stuff and your relationship when he comes back. I really want to protect you from all the pain I had been through.” Maybe she was being paranoid because of her own life/dating experiences, but maybe not. I didn’t want to mistrust Jungkook, that’s not how this was going to be. I wanted to believe in him and our relationship. That it wouldn’t be like how all my nightmare’s were like. After a tough conversation we slept for a bit, until there was some knocking on her door. “ Yuri? Are you awake?” I saw her opening her eyes and she looked sleepy as hell. “ Uhm, kinda I think, why?” “ I think someone is knocking on your door.” Eventually Yuri walked to the door and opened it. I saw two men standing in front her door, talking with her about something I couldn’t hear, one looked a bit familiar but still I couldn’t recognize him. Suddenly she grabbed her coat and said “ y/n stay here and go to sleep, I’ll come back over a few hours.” And they went away. What the heck just happened!

She wasn’t kidnapped because she voluntarily went with them, but she didn’t tell me why. And where did I recognize his face from, who was he? I texted Yuri a hundred times after but she didn’t reply, not after an hour, not after two hours and neither after three. Out of fear I called Jungkook since I couldn’t sleep either.

JUNGKOOK POV “Hyung that was such a good concert, you worked hard.” I said to Jimin. He smiled back at me and said I had too. I suddenly felt my phone ringing in my pocket. Seeing y/n’s face lighten up my phone made me smile. Until I heard her voice, scared and panicked. “ Kook? Are you there?” She sounded afraid, I immediately wanted to run to her and ask her what was wrong, but she was thousand miles away from me. “ Yes jagi, what’s wrong why are you still up this late?” “ I’m scared Jungkook, someone took Yuri.” “ What! What happened y/n are you safe?” I was shocked with the sudden information, how could this happen, and what the heck did happen? “ No, wait I’m using the wrong words, but I’m safe kookie. Let me explain properly.” She babbled about men coming at their door late at night and Yuri leaving with them, she babbled how scared she was, how scared she was something would happen to Yuri. I was afraid too, afraid something would happen to y/n, afraid that she couldn’t handle this alone, because her greatest fear was loneliness. And right now, she was all alone, scared for something that could happen to her best friend. “ Calm down y/n, everything is going to be allright. Yuri wouldn't just go with someone who would hurt her. And if she was forced she would have left behind a sign or texted you or something. Stay calm and keep talking with me baby.” “Jungkook I’m so scared, why are you not with me.” It sounded like she was keeping her tears in, trying her best not to cry. “ I’m here baby, I won’t ever leave you.” I suddenly felt a strong urge to hug her and protect her from everything in the world. Suddenly I had a strong urge to cry too. I needed a minute. “ Wait a minute jagi, I’m giving the phone to Jimin hyung for a minute. Don’t be scared okay I just have to grab something, it’ll be okay believe me. I ran to Jimin and pushed the phone in his hand. “ It’s y/n, hyung. She’s upset something happened to Yuri, talk with her for a sec please I have to grab something.” Jimin looked at Jungkook with doo-eyes, not understanding what was happening. He still grabbed the phone and talked to y/n “ Hey, it’s Jimin.” “ Hey.” “ How are you right now?” “ Still a bit frightened, I’m glad to hear your voice Jimin. You have a really calming voice.” He blushed, what did she do to him. What was it in his stomach, butterflies or something else? “ Well, that’s a good thing I think. What happened y/n?” And again y/n told the whole story. After minutes of talking Jungkook came back with his laptop. “ Hyung can I get the phone back? Thanks for talking with her.” Jimin mumbled a short sure and gave the phone back. “ Jagi, open your laptop please. And open the app I sent you.”

Y/N POV “ Jagi open your laptop.” He said after coming back. I grabbed my purse with my laptop in it and opened it. I saw a incoming message from Jungkook with a link. I clicked on it and suddenly there was an app popping up on my screen. Not minutes after I saw lots of stars on my screen. “ What is this Jungkook? It’s beautiful.” “ You know that time when we went hiking in the night?” I remember that night too well, it was one of the most beautiful nights ever. “ yes.” “ We saw a lot of stars right? These are the stars there right know, this thingy is a kind of simulator or something.” “ Wow.” It was beautiful, I could see the stars shining from my screen. And the place looked exactly like the place we went back then. Suddenly I spotted the little bench on the right side where we sat on and had our first kiss. “ Jungkook! That’s the bench, the bench where we you know-“ “ I know jagi, I know.” For minutes we didn’t talk, it was quite. But it was nice, looking at the stars, even when it wasn’t in real life. I relived that time when we went hiking. I fell asleep after the quietness and heard Jungkook saying

“ Goodnight y/n, sweet dreams.”

A/N: I’m so done with myself.

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