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crystallilytarot · 2 months

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You and your future spouse first impression of each other. Choose a word (these are erasers btw)

(can be future partner too, if you don't want marriage)

Ps. It's supposed to be about impressions, but somehow the cards showed me a story too, but I hope you will still like it!

Pile 1 - power

Your fs

It feels like you will be with friends /family / colleagues. Even if it's in the workplace, it will be a lunch break, a company party or something lighter feeling. And you are talking, laughing and your future partner will see you, and like bumm, they will know right away that you are special. Not exactly love at first sight, but instant attraction. And not even lust, it feels more like they will find you very intelligent, an interesting individual. You probably have a good sense of humour too. If it's in the workplace, they will try to do something, to work with you. You seems like someone who is good at teamwork. They will have instantly protective feelings about you. A little bit like a protector, but they will admire you from afar. A secret admiror, but nothing creepy. I think they will just need some time. And they won't even realize at first, that it's not just they find you interesting, but they find you very sexy too. The sexual attraction is there too from the beginning so it's a little funny, how they don't notice this. You know, like in fanfictions, where everybody knows that the main character has a crush on someone. Everybody but them lol

You

Okay, so you are the same. Kinda. But I think you will know a little earlier that you are attracted to this person, but you would think that it's impossible. In the very beginning, you probably won't even notice them, it feels like they are not really your usual type, or maybe they are, but still at first you will think that they aren't. So I mean, maybe a little different from your type in the outside, but in the inside, they are everything you ever wanted. After there's a period where you will feel really in love with them, but you will be like, it doesn't matter, it's only a platonic love. A little bit of a feeling like the company rules don't let people date on that workplace, or they are in a higher position than you. Or just simply you both feel like the other person is not interested in you. But in the end somehow you will be together. Can be that some friends will help you or just your guardian angels, because you seems like can't even believe that this person is really interested in you.

Pile 2 - dream

Your fs

They will be very attracted to you, right from the beginning. And they seems like a confident person, so I think they will try to invite you to a date pretty early. But either you will say no, or the date won't be so good. There's a little separation here. I feel like their intentions are genuine but somehow they don't act like it. In the beginning, but later you will be together. I feel that they are confident but you seems out of their league, and they find you so sexy, they will ruin this thing between you. Can be that you already know them, but you were too young, or the time / place were bad, but later you will reconcile.

You

There's an instant attraction from your side too, and I think you will feel that you have a lot of common things. You will actually see behind their behaviour and you will feel that they are a loving person. But still something isn't right. But I feel that both of you need some time to heal something, learn something before you meet again. The potencial is there from the beginning, but it feels like it wasn't real love back than, but if you meet again, it's so much better. Like 2 people who are emotionally available, and in peace with themself, so they can give love too.

Pile 3 - magic

Your fs

It's strange because it feels like neither of you are looking for love at that time. Something bad happened or just they are busy with other things in their life. They are in their journey to be a better person, maybe in their job too, but in their life in general too. So it feels a little sudden meeting. You two maybe already know each other. It's just for some of you. But for everybody, you both will feel like you are know each other for a long time. This person will feel like you are their safe place. It's possible that it will be a love at first sight. They will just know, that they want to be with you right away. They will think that you are like a sunshine in their life. Something like a child, who can feel joy almost innocently. A happy, optimistic feeling. And they will know right away that they will want to be with you long term. If you want children, there's that feeling too that they will know that they want a family with you.

You

So there's a little difficulties in your life too when you are meeting this person. But they will bring back the hope to your life. Instant sexual attraction from your side too. And probably love at first sight here too. But it seems like you are more of a rational person or you just don't believe that it's really happening for you. So you will fight with your feelings a little at first. Maybe it's because of past bad experiences. And you will find that person very attractive, so you will think that they probably have a lot of suitor/ a lot of people interested in them. A little bit of a f boy/girl thing, but they are not. I think they are a charming person, quite friendly and open, but they actually want a stable relationship, something meaningful.

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circeyoru · 2 months

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hello, damn I fell in love with your yandere Alastor, it's too much jdkdkfkkd it's so sweet it kills me, I wanted to ask you how Alastor would react and his darling gave him his soul. I told myself I was going to stop reading so many Alastor fanfics but I can't with yours, they are very addictive.

To those that have no idea what this is talking about, check out {Unwanted Soul}

Thank you for your read and interest!! (can't believe someone says my stories are addictive, feel like I committed a crime)

OKay, back to business. Interesting ask. We never explored Alastor's side of the soul ownership huh. (since it's different from canon)

Basically, what's Alastor's response and reaction to Reader breaking the contract and returning Alastor's soul to him to own.

Alastor would see this as you not wanting him around. Full stop. Whatever your reason and currently established relationship (like how close you two are). He'd have a full breakdown and his confidence all gone. He gave you everything and treated you like an entity beyond. What did he do wrong? Tell him and he'll fix it!

By now, like after part 3. You have already mutually returned his feelings, but just not as strong as Alastor's. At least you're more lenient and accepting of his love and affections to you. He doesn't understand that you want him to hold his soul again without abandoning him. He knows you fear his power and Overlord status that can bring you to ruin, so giving you his soul was a way to show you he didn't care about these things that anchored his pride when compared to being by your side. To him, you accepting his soul was the same as you letting him stay by your side and accepting his twisted love for you. If you give back his soul to him, you're saying you don't want him and his presence around you.

He's not stupid, while he builds your reliance on him, he knows you could just as easily remove him from your afterlife. As such as he hates to admit it, you didn't need him as much as he needed you. (now isn't that odd?)

That's his feelings, now for his reaction and response.

While he wouldn't harm you, he'll frighten you to use the ownership power over him. Showing you that if you set him free from your hold, he can and will wreak havoc. Aren't you regretting the very thought of suggesting that? It's laughable, you want to free him. He'll show you, even when his powers are limited, he causes destruction to demons around him, think about what would happen if he's at full power.

Both of you are aware of this manipulation and you knew Alastor was using it to his advantage. Odd that the one that owns his soul is so powerless against his words and persuasions.

Oh, those don't work? Well. That's too bad. The hard way it is.

Alastor will lock you up somewhere. Keep you away from any paper-related objects. You're powerful, but you can't compete with him in combat. "You're sloppy, darling." He'd laugh when you tried to immobilize him with your summoned angelic weapons. They're deadly, but nothing if they don't land on their target. He'll push you into a corner so that you have to defend yourself till the point of exhaustion (like that time with Adam). Then he'll catch your tired and defenceless self in his arms lovingly. Once you're in your slumber mode, you're all his.

Charlie and the others are trying to find you? Even Lucifer? Well, he has his shadows and he will hide you from them. He's stronger now, before he played nice because you were there, but you're out of commission at the moment so he can let loose a bit. He would have pointed the finger at Charlie or even Lucifer and the others for your silly actions, that is, if you weren't always in your room with your entertainment. It took him years to get close to you, how can they do the same in such little time and you weren't caring for them as you did him. Even during you activities with the group, you weren't as involved and chose to stick close to him.

He'll nurse you back to health, but not fully that you can run away, he'll keep you at that borderline between energetic and exhausted. He gives you the same life you've lived with him during those 7 years, eveything's the same. Like the world only has you two in it. Back to the good old days.

Just don't worry about the times he's gone. He needs to ward off some pests around you. You don't care for them, yes? Alastor knows and understands. He'll take care of it as usual. You can ignore it all with your anime and comics, or take a nice long sleep to pass the time.

You let Alastor go? He's not letting you. Not on his soul.

Note: Hope this answers your question. I actually thought you were asking what if Reader gives Alastor their soul. Idk how I got that

Welcome other asks about my stories too!

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phoward89 · 2 months

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Banner by me, dividers by @saradika-graphics

Summary: After finding you in the park with Sejanus, Coriolanus walks you home and convinces you to spend the night with him. He plants the seeds of doubt in your head about your new relationship and manipulates you into believing that he only wants what's best for you.

Warnings: Coriolanus Snow is a warning himself! Cussing, possessiveness, Dark!Coriolanus Snow, thoughts of murder, manipulation, cheating?, kissing

Chapter 3

“Maybe you should just stay at mine tonight, little dove. It's late; your mother might get upset if you wake her up.” Coryo suggested as you walked home together, weaving in and out of the dark alleyways as a shortcut.

Something you've always done with him ever since you could remember. He always guided you thru the dark alleyways as a shortcut; you never protested it either since you felt safe with him. Coryo was your best friend; the first friend you truly ever made when you first arrived in the Capitol, so you always trusted his judgment and always felt safe with him.

Even in places one should feel iffy about, you felt safe because your bestie with the platinum blonde curls was with you and you knew he'd never let anything bad happen to you. Plus it wasn't like you had to deal with a bunch of homeless beggars in the part of town you were in anyways. So really, there wasn't anything to fear. Even in the dark.

Feeling a bit torn, you sighed, “I dunno, Coryo. I'm with Sejanus now; sleeping over with you might be weird.”

That wasn't the answer Coriolanus wanted to hear. He wanted to hear you say ‘Okay, Coryo’ or ‘Okay, I’ll stay at yours, Coryo's’ like you'd usually say. Hearing you say it might be weird because of your stupid boyfriend pissed him off.

You've been having sleepovers with him in his penthouse since you were 5 years old! Nothing's going to change that!

He didn't care about your bullshit relationship with Sejanus, he’s not letting you end your sleepovers with him.

How else is he supposed to corrupt your innocence? He needs you in his bed, wrapped around his body.

Hell…

He knew he should've charmed you into fucking him a while back.

But no…

He didn't want to scare you by moving too fast.

And look at where that got him. Trying to keep you from being taken away from him by Sejanus Plinth, the richest district dog in the Academy. Damn, if he only would've acted on his impulsive desires months (hell years) ago instead of showing restraint then he wouldn't be in this mess. You would be telling everyone that you’re his girlfriend instead of telling people that Sejanus was your boyfriend.

Coriolanus knew that he had to say anything and everything to get you to sleepover with him, to share his bed. Flashing you a sweet, but manipulative smile, he told you, “Sleeping over won't be weird, little dove. We've been best friends since we were 5 years old.”

“I dunno, Coryo.” You hesitated.

Yes, he's been your best friend and constant your entire life, but you have a boyfriend now. Surely you can't keep using Coryo as your lifeline, your crutch while you're with Sejanus? It's time for you to get to know the sweet Plinth boy better. Time for you to learn how to distance yourself from your best friend so that he can, maybe, find somebody too.

Little did you know that Coriolanus didn't want to find anybody. He had you. You were all that he wanted, all that he needed too.

He was obsessed with you; would have you too. Even if it meant permanently getting rid of your boyfriend, Sejanus.

“We're not just best friends, but the bestest of friends, Y/N. Don't push me away because you're afraid of Sejanus judging you about our friendship.”

“I'm not afraid of him judging me about being your best friend. He knows we're close, it's just…maybe…I dunno…”

“Little dove, don't do this. Don't try to talk yourself out of staying with me tonight.” Coriolanus told you, guiding you into an alleyway that would make the Corso appear in minutes. “I'm your bestest friend, Y/N. You know I just want what's best for you. I'd hate for you to get in trouble with your mother for disturbing her while coming home so late.” You and Coriolanus walked out of the alley and onto your street.

The Corso.

“Just stay the night with me, little dove.” Coryo pressed while leading you down the street towards your grand building.

A grand building with a broken elevator and crumbling, moldy, rat infested apartments.

Outward appearances can be deceiving.

The bedroom was pitch black, the only light faintly coming from the moon shining thru Coriolanus’ bedroom window. The light seemed to make his pale skin glow as he laid in bed with you.

The twin bed could barely fit his lanky frame, let alone hold the both of you. But you made it work. You always made it work.

You've been sharing a bed with him since you started having sleepovers years ago. When you were little, the bed seemed more than big enough, but as you both grew the bed was no longer big enough. Now it's too small for him, let alone you.

But whenever you slept over, he needed you in bed with him. You were his best friend, the bestest actually, and therefore you always had to sleep in his bed.

A very uncomfortable bed, but it wasn't like your’s was any better in your 8th floor apartment. Hell, all you had at home was a mattress on the floor with a worn quilt.

Coriolanus' bed was in better shape than yours, but that wasn't saying much considering you're both poor. His bed was worn; the metal frame was being held up by cinder blocks, since the legs of the frame had rusted and snapped off years ago. The mattress was also lumpy and held together in places with electrical tape. The white sheets, now stained a faded yellow with age, loosely fit over the bed since the elastic of the fitted sheet snapped years prior. At least the loose fitting sheet did hide the poor state of Coriolanus’s mattress.

The flat sheet for his bed had long ago been used by his cousin to make him some shirts, so the only linen he had on this bed was a thin blue blanket.

It offered very little warmth.

The only thing that kept him warm in his bed was your body pressed against his whenever you shared his bed during sleepovers. Since the bed was so narrow, you were always laying on top of him with his arms around you.

You looked like a monkey or a koala bear clinging to him. He enjoyed having you so close to him. It fans the fires of his dark, obsessive, and possessive nature when it comes to you. You in his bed, in his arms, legs tangled with his makes him feel like the happiest man alive.

Even though your touch was innocent, it fueled his feelings for you.

Coriolanus loved the feeling of you in his arms; knew that he couldn't share you with Sejanus. Hell, you went out on one dinner date with that district scum and it drove him insane worrying about you. He knew that he needed to convince you to drop the district dog.

And what better way then to plant some seeds of doubt. So, as you used your best friend's chest as a pillow, he ran his hand up and down your back while sighing, “You know, dove, you shouldn't tell Sejanus about our sleepover. He might not understand how we are; might try and make you choose between us.”

You lifted your head up, only to rest your chin on Coryo’s bare chest. “Sejanus is your friend too, Coryo.” You reminded the platinum blonde. “And I don't think he'd make me choose…but…it might hurt his feelings if he knew we share a bed and snuggle during sleepovers.”

“That's why, if you don't want our friendship to end, you shouldn't tell him.” Coriolanus stressed as his hand rested on the small of your back. “Guys get jealous when their girl's with somebody else all the time. He’s not going to like how close we are.”

“Coryo, he knows you've been my best friend since we were little. I don't think he'd get jealous over you or make me pick between you and him.”

Of course Sejanus won't get jealous or demand that you choose between him or Coriolanus. That was Coriolanus’ game. He's the one with an unhealthy love obsession with you. The one that wants you with him and nobody else.

And he's the one trying to manipulate you with twisted words to choose him over the sweet boy from District 2 that enjoys helping his Ma bake.

“But we're not just best friends, little dove. We're the bestest of friends. That's going to threaten him, Y/N.”

“No, it won't, Cor-” You began, only for him to cut you off with, “He’s already threatened by us. It's why he seemed so annoyed that I stumbled upon your date during my walk.”

Coriolanus' touch seemed to sear thru the shirt he lent you for the night; his tone turned bitter as his words filled the air. “He accused me of trying to be the third wheel on your date when all I did was go over to make sure you were okay, because I thought you were already home from your date. I spotted you sitting with Sejanus while taking a walk, because I couldn't sleep, and I just wanted to make sure you were okay.”

Even in the dark, you could make out how Coriolanus' jaw clenched, how his brows knitted above his icy eyes. Eyes that were full of something you couldn't quite pinpoint.

His voice shook as he continued his rant. “Because we're best friends, I wanted to make sure you were safe, and he made fun of me for it. He implied that I was trying to insert myself into your date, when that wasn't the case at all.”

It was the case. Actually, the platinum blonde wanted to find you and end your date by dragging you home.

But he'd never tell you that.

No…

Better to make Sejanus look like the bad guy. Maybe if you viewed him that way you'll break up with him; won't miss him too much when Coryo decides to kill him.

And Coryo does plan on killing his ‘friend’ to keep him away from you. He just needs a solid plan first, so he doesn't end up punished for it.

“Yea…” You trailed out in a sigh. You didn't know what else to say. Your best friend's words made sense, even if you didn't want them too.

Then, the thought of losing him terrified you. What if he was right and your boyfriend, Sejanus, wanted to make you choose between them? You'd be heartbroken if you had to choose.

“I can't lose you, Coryo. You're my best friend and you mean a lot to me.” You confessed, causing Coriolanus’ ego to inflate. “Sejanus is my boyfriend now, but I don't think I could handle it if he was jealous of you; made me choose.”

Inside Coriolanus was smirking in triumph. His plan to manipulate deeper into his arms and away from Sejanus was working perfectly. But, on the outside, Coriolanus painted a solemn look on his face.

“Sshh.” He cooed, bringing his hand to push your hair away from your face. “Don't worry about losing me, little dove. It won't happen.”

“But-” You started to protest, only for your friend to quiet you by placing his finger against your lips.

“I shouldn't have brought it up, Y/N. It upset you and that's the last thing I wanted to do.” Coriolanus sweetly lied. He didn't feel bad about bringing it up at all. In fact, he wanted you to feel upset over the idea of losing him.

He wanted you to cling to him more; push away your new boyfriend.

Coriolanus let out a sigh before suggesting, “Let's not dwell on it, darling.”

His large hand tilted your chin up as he leaned in closer to you. Without warning, his lips pressed against yours in a gentle kiss.

The kiss caught you off guard.

Breaking the kiss, you stuttered, “Coryo, I-I…I’m with Sejanus.”

“Y/N, my little dove, that was just a goodnight kiss.” The platinum blonde smoothly lied. It was more then a goodnight kiss. It was him staking his claim on you, knowing that he was your first kiss.

“I dunno, Coryo. It feels like cheating.”

“Oh, my best girl, that kiss wasn't cheating.” Yes, yea it was. But Coriolanus wasn't going to tell you that. No… Instead he continued to manipulate you with his innocent sounding lies, “It was just a goodnight kiss. Like we used to do as children.”

“Okay.” You weakly nodded.

You were torn about whether or not to believe him about the goodnight kiss. You didn't want to get into it tho, so you decided to just lay your head down on his chest.

“Don't worry too much, Y/N. Just get some sleep.”

“Goodnight, see you in the morning, Coryo.” You whispered into the dark.

“Goodnight, my little dove.” You heard Coryo whisper back as you closed your eyes.

You fell asleep to the rhythm of Coryo's chest rising and falling with every breath he took mixed with the beat of his heart. Coriolanus on the other hand fell asleep with you in his arms, feeling as if he'd won the best prize in all of Panem. His possessive side of his dark soul was fed as he held you in a hold tighter than a boa constrictor’s.

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entertainmentgirl80 · 7 months

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Jake's Love Language 💚

Warnings: Mentions Of Love-Making, Jake Being Jake, Time Jump, Little Bit Of Angst, Hint Of Pregnancy, And Lot Of Fluff.

While you are lying in the bed while sleeping in naked, Jake can't help but look that you sleeping so peaceful. However, he kisses your temple, and you wake up from your sleep....

"Hey cowboy, what up?" You rubbing your eyes.

"Nothing, just looking at your beautiful face and just to think that I'm can't believe that I'm one lucky son of a bitch." He smiles towards you.

"And, why is that, Mr. Seresin?" You ask him

"Because I'm glad that I'm met you. The first time you step in The Hard Deck is when I'm first laying my eyes on you. Plus, at first, you were suspicious of me because you thought I was gonna kidnap or murder you." He chuckled

"Well, that was my first instant in my mind. It's just that I'm don't want nothing bad to happen to me, you know?"

"I'm understand where you are coming from. But you know that not who I am, and if I'm were serial killer, I wouldn't be the man that my mama raised me that I am today." He smirks while he cuddles you.

"I'm know, I love you Jakey."

"I'm love you too, darlin." He said it in a southern drawl accent that you fell in love with when y'all first met each other.

Y'all start to make out once again, he giving you love bites on your jaw to your neck, while you moaning to his name....

"Jake, I'm need you, and I want you." You cooed

"You have me, babe, always and forever because you are my wife, and I gonna take care of you, so let me do my husband's duties." He said to you with full of love.

When he touches you, it's like ice melt in your body, the way he kisses you, you get a taste of strawberries like on a summer day. And when y'all make love, ever since y'all gotten married, that feeling still electric when you feel like you the only girl in the world.

Over the next two years, y'all two found a home to start your little family, plus it makes sense so Jake can be closer to his job. So one day while you scrolling through to see what kind of couch for the living room, you felt little sick in your stomach, so you went straight to the bathroom and you throw up, so afterwards you thinking in your mind that you might be pregnant. So you call your husband for a favor...

"Hey darlin, what up?" He answered

"Hey J, I'm need a favor." Your voice is a little nervous

"Okay, is something wrong, sweets?" He asks in a concerned voice.

"Yeah, while you are on the way home, can you go to the store and get me three pregnancy tests for me, please?"

"Sure baby, I'm gotcha ya, I go get it now alright?"

"Alright, thank you, Jakey."

"No problem, darlin', I'm be coming home soon, see you when I get there."

"Okay, love you, J," you said to him

"Love you too, sweets." He hang up the phone.

So after he came home from the store, Jake walked in the house, greeted, and hugged you tight because he knew everything is gonna be okay, no what matters life throws at them. And so you feel little nervous to take both of the tests but Jake is right by your side every little step in the way, so you went to the bathroom and took all the three tests and put a timer on and wait after it's rings.

"Hey, you know everything is gonna be fine, you know that right?" He comfort you.

"I'm know J, but what if I'm not ready to be a mom?, what if I-I'm not fit for it?, I really scare Jakey." You feel nervousness in your voice.

"Hey, hey, hey, baby, I'm told you when we got married, you know I always gonna take care of you till in sickness in health, for better and for worse. And be there for you regardless if I at work or home, you my number one priority and I'm love you sweets." He holds your hands while he comforts you with full of love.

"I love you too Cowboy."

*Dings*, the timer rings so y'all about to found out if you pregnant or not......

"Okay, you ready? On three: 1, 2, 3", y'all flipped both of the tests, and it's all came back to positive, meaning y'all is expecting your first child together.

"We gonna be parents, baby!!" You excited but nervous at the same time.

"We are baby, we are!, I'm looking forward to it be a daddy. He smiles and gives you a kiss on your temple.

Nine months later, you have been giving birth to a baby girl, and you name her Jade Alexis Seresin. She got beautiful green eyes and her nose just like her daddy. You and Jake were over the moon that y'all became parents, and you named Bob Floyd & Natasha Trace as the godparents for your daughter. 💚

A/N: It's just a little burb story that I'm made, but it's a sequel but part 2 to Texan & Georgian storyline that I did, and sorry , I took my time with it, but I did the best that I could. I hope y'all like it.

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rakkuntoast · 9 months

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ok i got nothing else to do so here's a transcript of the whole trauma talk

philza stream july 22nd 3:26:06

Tallulah: if i think u were paranoid, he is even more. y'all need a break

Phil: i mean it's cuz we've like experienced some kind of loss with the eggs, right? so, we've had the nightmare, alright. Chayanne lost a life to neglect cuz of misscommunication. Tallulah, you lost a life to the code monster...

Phil: Like we've felt what it's like to have you guys dissappear from our grasp, right? you've like- you've dissapeared from this world briefly, and we know what it's like. Like i-i've personally know what it's like, for you guys to fucking dissapear entirely like, the nightmare happened and i thought that was it, i was like "fuck well, it's done" and i felt so empty, right?

Phil: I-I genuenly felt like i lost a hardcore world, like- the 5 year world that i lost? that's what it felt like, i was like fucking miserable. And then bad uh- lost dapper like- like in a weird glitch type thing, and that got reverted. But when it happened, you can hear it in his voice like, he was distraught like- theres like a bond that we share even if is playing block game, you know?

Phil: we're just hanging out like, i wanna protect you guys with everything i can. everything i have i wanna protect you with, you know? but... i understand that i can't protect you for everything, so i just try to protect you from that i can, so... (and ooc out-of-character, i think everyone watching is incredibly invested also -laughs-, we're in the same boat)

Tallulah: It's understandable, thanks for sharing how u feel with us i'll be more careful

Phil: that's okay, you- you- you're very careful already tallulah, it's chayanne that fucking dives head first into danger all the time. He's- he's a bit more reserved now, you can do that chayanne when like theres more people, its fine, cuz then we can look after you, we can back you up. But when its just me and you, or me, you and tallulah.... we gotta- we gotta stick together, alright? we've seen all kinds of strange things happen

Chayanne: i mean, gosh i'm bad with words!!!

Phil: yeah, its alright. im just gonna throw some blocks out of my inventory

Tallulah: i gotchu brother

Phil: awww -laughs- gotta back eachother up, back eachother up guys

Tallulah: you show more with ur actions chay, that's more than enough

Chayanne: i dont want to die, i wont die soon, i take everything you showed us seriously

Phil: (overlaps) guessing "super seriously", yeah yeah yeah yeah.

Phil: You know what i think makes it more stressful? Is that us players can't see your health, right? So like, we don't iknow how close you are to danger, we can't- you can't talk to us mid fight, alright? like, you talk to us throught signs and books and stuff but like, we have to go through body language alone to figure out how in danger you are... You can't tell us, you dont have like a button to press, you don't have- there's like nothing to indicate that you're extremely low on health or in peril, alright?

Phil: So it makes it more stressful for the players and the people watching cuz we dont know, so i have to just be super fucking careful... And just treat it like you're on like barely any heart all the time, just in case

Chayanne: Thank you so much for that, when the giant squid grabbed me i was shaking-

Phil: -laughs- Oh god

Tallulah: Thank you for being such a good mentor (and father figure) i can't promise i might not die, but i will fight if i have to-

Phil: Oh i absolutely believe you'll do your absolute best to survive tallulah

Chayanne: When the giant squid grabbed me i was shaking bc i thought that was the end of it

Phil: Yeah- that was terrifying yeah, it's so- it's so like stressful

Tallulah: -to still be here with you all. i promised my papa and i make that promise to you

Phil: Aww, thank you Tallulah, thank you.

Phil: I feel like there's enough counter-measures in place that- realistically um it shouldnt be- nothing bad would happen like- you souldn't lose a life but.. You know me, and I- you know how im- I just I know that multiple bad things can stack on top of eachother and cause a really bad thing to happen, so like we have to be just careful of that, you know? You can be prepared for anything but there's always gonna be ways that you'll be unprepared for something, alright Phil: so- as long as we just prepare as much as we can and just be extra safe and not put ourselves in unnecessary danger then.. These situations that could happen can't happen. The only thing we can't prevent against really, or we can prevent it a little bit- but we can't really prevent it is when the code monster decides to take the life from an egg cuz.. You've seen it first hand, it does not give up

Chayanne: So yeah, it's not a good feeling ;_;

Phil: Yeah... I'm glad you guys are in the same page

Tallulah: In conclusion: we need to go to tio Roier's therapy sessions

Phil: -laughs- Is Quackity paying for it, yeah? Quackity got that on lock, it's like and insurance- it's like a company insurance, like a benefit you have for working with the server. its like "okay so uhh, who needs to book a therapy session today" everyone raises their hand at the same time, good god. Yeah, we'll go to family therapy together, we'll work it out, we'll work it out

edit: minor spelling mistake </3

#sorry if there's any mistakes this is so long and english is not my first language ajehfsefjse #and also i just made it out of boredom and fun so sorry for any inconvenience <:)#long post #qsmp philza #qsmp tallulah #qsmp chayanne #transcript #chayanne's signs after this are not in here it's too much already ajmefhas

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starlostt5 · 7 months

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Jeans

pairing: spencer reid x f!reader

summary: you have a breakdown over finding new jeans

a/n: hello! my first fic on this acc I have a marvel acc that I have neglected so I'm starting fresh! This is for the girlies with killer thighs who I assume have had the same problem as me finding the jeans that fit properly!!!!

warnings: probably mistakes English isn't my first language and also I haven't written anything for months so I'm rusty

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"Fuck!"

Spencer pokes his head from the bathroom at your profanity, checking to see if everything is okay.

"Sweetheart, you okay?"

You look at your boyfriend and he can tell something is wrong, not because he's a profiler but because there's tears threatening to spill.

"These are the fourth jeans this month alone."

The jeans you've just now ripped were the last ones you've had, which only could mean one thing. Jean shopping was necessary.

"Baby, that's okay I'll take you to get new ones. It's okay."

Spencer knows he said something wrong when you give him the look - annoyance and frustration in your eyes.

"You just don't get it."

Maybe you sound dramatic, and yeah, you know he wants to help, but that wasn't what you wanted to hear so you dramatically flop on the bed and sigh.

"Okay, tell me what can I do for you?" You groan into your pillow.

"Nothing Spence, let's just go get new jeans."

Spencer texts Emily that there has been an emergency and he won't be able to come to work today, which you tried to stop him from doing because this could wait - apparently not.

"Let's go." Spencer grabs your hand and leads you out.

Spencer severely miscalculated the amount of time it would take you to find jeans - you did tell him this is a process, but he didn't expect that after 3 hours you've gotten 0 jeans.

"I give up. This is hopeless. " You walk out of the fitting room trying so hard not to cry, but this always happens.

"They don't fit properly everywhere. They are either too tight on thighs or they are too wide on my hips or both, or they're too long or short, they have no pockets and if they do they are too small. Oh and get this, when you go to the plus-size store, they get more expensive. Why?I can't even order anything online because the sizes are different everywhere and I-" Spencer pulls you into his chest and caresses your back, drawing circles trying to calm you down.

He never thought about this because he's never had that issue and now it makes sense you've been upset this morning. Now he was even upset at himself for not understanding earlier.

"I'm sorry, sweetheart. I'm sorry I didn't understand. Tell you what, let's take a break for ice cream or whatever you want."

Sometimes, you don't believe Spencer is real and even better he's yours.

"Okay sounds good."

While taking a break, Spencer has been thinking about you and how stressful this is for you both physically and mentally.

"What you thinking about so hard, Doc." Spencer chuckles at your pet name for him, you love Back to The Future and Spencer, well he has some issues with how time travel was done, but he likes the pet name anyways.

"I'm thinking how to fix this. Why are jeans so hard to find? That's not fair."

"Spence, you can't just fix the system. This is just how it is. Besides, this wasn't so bad you were there."

Spencer frowns. How many times have you gone on a hunt for jeans without him, if this was "not so bad" how does it look when he's not here.

"Baby, that doesn't help. Is there anything I can do for you?" Spencer asks, holding your hand.

"Uh, you're the fbi call every single company that makes jeans and tell them to make better jeans." you joke, but Spencer gets an idea.

"You know what you're right."

You look at him quizzically, trying to figure out what your genius is going to do.

"Don't worry about it let's go home we're done for today."

*some days later*

Spencer gets the notification that his package is almost home, and he's genuinely excited for you to get this gift. Unfortunately, he won't be there to open it with you, but he's sure you'll love it.

As if on cue his phone rings.

"Hey, Spence, something arrived in your name, I didn't know you ordered anything?" you look at the box in your hands trying to figure out what it is.

"Yeah, I forgot to tell you." you scoff, Spencer is literally unable to forget anything.

"Okay, I lied, that's a surprise for you, but promise not to open it before I'm able to face time you okay?" Spencer can feel your excitement and impatience from miles away, but after some sweet talking, you finally promise not to even take a peek.

"Loverboy, the surprise go well?" Derek asks, ruffling Spencers hair.

"I don't know yet. I am like 90% sure that she'll like my surprise but there's always a chance she doesn't so." Everyone rolls their eyes at his reply and continue talking about the case.

Finally, after getting to the hotel, Spencer showers and calls you, excited to have you see the surprise.

"Hi, honey." Spencer chuckles at seeing you with a box opener in your hand and box inches from you.

"I wasn't gonna open it."

"Sure you weren't. Go on, baby." You huff and open the box carefully, hoping there wasn't anything breakable. You might have shook it a couple of times but he didn't need to know that.

Your eyes open wide in surprise, you look at the box and then at Spencer and then again at the box.

You pull out the pair of jeans from the box and look at them.

"Try them on."

"Spence what is this?" you ask looking through the box counting 6 pairs of jeans with no tag or size on them.

"They're jeans for you! Remember how you said I'm the fbi and I should call everyone and tell them to make better jeans?" the disbelief on your face makes him smile.

"Well I didn't do exactly that. But... I did use some connections in the fbi. Anyways try them on"

Not knowing what else to do, you just do that.

"Spencer."

"These are perfect like they fit like they were made for me."

"It's because they were, and if some of them don't fit, let me know if I need to have a talk with the person to fix them."

You can't believe your boyfriend literally went out of his way and had someone make you a perfect pair of jeans.

"I... I don't know what to say. You're literally the best and no these are perfect. How?"

"Well, I had Garcia research some people and then I found them and then had Derek meet some of them to threaten them to do a good job and yeah."

He says that like it's the most normal thing to say, like he's listing groceries.

"I love you. Not because of the jeans just-"

"I know, I know, but try all of them on. Also, I personally wouldn't mind if you lost the shirt you know because it's gonna overshadow the jeans you know?"

"Spencer!"

[the end]

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hope you enjoyed.

likes comments and reblogs are appreciated <3

#spencer reid #cm #criminal minds #mgg #spencer reid x reader #spencer reid fluff #spencer x reader #spencer reid fic

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hollowflight-propaganda · 5 days

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Okay, so looking at my notes about Clay, he:

1: Believes himself to be solely responsible for keeping his siblings safe no matter the cost because he's the biggest and oldest (by like 20 seconds mind you)

2: Blames EVERYTHING that goes wrong on himself, to the point where he genuinely holds himself responsible for the deaths of others he has only been a witness for

3: Would rather die then let his loved ones worry about him because That's His Job and He's Fine, He Swears It

4: Was probably the one who got beaten by Kestrel the most as a kid because she was "trying to make that monster come out," and she wouldn't stop until he was unconscious

5: Believed for his whole childhood that there was really a "monstrous" side of his waiting to overtake him, and possibly that it would go after the only people he cares for in the world again

6: Thinks himself to be a failure because he can't be that monster, that he's the weak link in the prophecy, and that he has nothing to offer except HIS OWN LIFE

And one more that is my own speculation, 7: Puts up a front of being nothing but a lovable goof and foodie so that no one will look beyond the surface and realize that he has fears and doubts of his own. Because he's supposed to be the foundation, and he can't crumble on them. Besides, it's not like a monster who's at the center of everything bad that's happened to them deserves love, right?

In conclusion, the lad's due for a breakdown and I'm THIS CLOSE to making him go through it myself.

#clay. oh clay #my poor oh so very underrated guy #but hey! I managed to get his cutie cuff yesterday so now I CAN actually hug him >:)#anyway might continue the reread tomorrow. we shall see #clay wof #wings of fire #wof #phoenix rereads wof #phoenix prattles

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seokmthw · 1 year

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crying eyes | shen ricky

⇢ pairing: insecure!ricky x reader

⇢ warning: angst, fluff, mentions of poor self-esteem but nothing major

⇢ word count: 955

prompt(s): #3 "hey, it's okay to cry" + #5 "you don't have to be so brave with me" + #6 "how long did you think you could hide this?" + #19 "oh sweetheart, come here"

⇢ note: hello to the anon who requested this! i took a bit of a different spin on this one, so i hope it's everything you wanted! i wrote this so quickly and i genuinely don't know how, but i'm pretty proud of it! enjoy~

ricky stared at himself in the mirror as he danced, eyes trained on every single move and every single mistake he kept making despite his efforts. he had stayed well after practice, trying his best to perfect every part of his routine for his upcoming show, but just could seem to get the ending right no matter how many times he redid it.

nearing the end, he spun, but instead of landing how he was meant to, he lost his balance. he cursed at himself under his breath, angrily shutting off the music and standing there for a moment in disbelief. he wasn’t quite sure what to do from here, but his frustration was beginning to get the best of him as he worked.

he took a swig of his water before turning the music back on, but skipping to the ending to try and perfect one of his final spins. much to his dismay, he was off-balance again, this time tumbling down to the floor with a thud. he caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror, hair messy and sweat dripping down his temples, and all he could say was, “this is so fucking pathetic.”

he quickly rose to his feet, beginning to mutter things under his breath about how horrible he was and how he didn't think he deserved to have this dance solo. unbeknownst to him, you'd been watching him the past few minutes, feeling your heart break each time he beat himself up over making a mistake.

unable to handle seeing him like that anymore, you walked into the room, snagging the boy's attention with your presence almost immediately. he looked tired, the bags underneath of his eyes evident of his hard work over the past few days. you gave him a sad smile, softly telling him, “i thought i might find you here.”

“i was just finishing up,” ricky attempted to lie, his hand coming up to rub the back of his neck, but it was no use. he knew you'd caught him in the midst of him beginning to break down.

“i know better.”

upon hearing your words, something shifted within the boy’s head and tears began dripping down his cheeks, though he angry wiped them away as soon as they fell, “sorry, i didn’t think this would happen.”

“hey, it’s okay to cry,” you reassured him, stepping forward to get closer to him. ricky hung his head, finding a new interest in his shoe laces the more you approached his figure. more tears fell, but this time, he didn’t bother to wipe them away.

“i just don’t understand what i’m doing wrong, y/n,” he managed to sputter out in between his cries, “no matter how hard i word, not matter how many times i try to fix it, i just can't. and i feel like all i’m going to do is let my team down,” by now, his shoulders were shaking with with sobs, and before you knew it, the barrier he had built up was slowly beginning to break down right in front of you.

you were finally in close enough proximity to grab onto one of his trembling hands, “oh sweetheart, come here.”

upon hearing your words, the blonde practically melted into your touch, allowing you to hold him as he let out a noise you'd never heard him make the entire time you'd been dating. he buried his face in your shoulder, balling his fists up into the fabric of your jacket, almost as if he believed you would disappear from his grasp if you didn’t.

you stood like that for a while, allowing your boyfriend to cry as much as he needed to. you sighed, pressing a gentle kiss to the top of his head. you almost felt bad you hadn't detected this sooner, but you knew ricky was capable of putting on a front that was believable, even to you.

“do you want to talk about it? would that help?” you offered, rubbing small circles on his back as a way of comfort, “you don’t have to be so brave with me, you know.”

he nodded, voice muffled against your skin as he spoke, “i know i don’t. it’s just a lot of things bottled up that picked now to explode. the pressure of getting my routine right, of not letting the other members down, and not burdening everyone around me.”

you pulled ricky away momentarily, surveying his face intently. you forced him to meet your gaze, questioning, “how long did you think you could hide this? it’s not healthy to keep all of those emotions to yourself.”

“i don’t- i don’t know, truthfully. i just didn't want anyone to worry about me.”

“you listen to me right now,” your voice was stern, but gentle, “you will never, ever burden me with talking about how you feel.”

“y/n-”

you stuck a hand up to shush him, “i’m not done, mister. you can always come to me, no matter what. and for what it's worth, you are extremely talented and you're severely underestimating that. you put everything into your practice, so just because you keep making mistakes doesn't mean you're bad. got it?”

you could see him fighting off a smile, “yeah, i think so.”

“good. i’m never going anywhere if i have any say in it,” you stood on your tiptoes to press a quick kiss to his lips, “no let's get you home so you can rest.”

he nodded, pulling you in for another hug, his chin rested on your shoulder and eyes fluttering closed upon feeling you squeeze him back. he sighed, “thank you for reassuring me. it means more than you know.”

“anything for you, my love.”

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barcalover86 · 9 months

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Can we please get sick gavi being looked after by his girl and he’s just pouty and sad but she fully babies him? 🥹 your writing is so good your updates make my day!!

Sacrifice

Thank youu!!

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Pablo wasn't feeling too well today, since morning when you woke up next to him you noticed that he was acting different.

You asked him if he was okay and he only told you that he is just feeling a little dizzy, but only because he didn't eat enough, which you believed.

It was the Sunday after a game and it was his day off. You talked a few days before that you were going to visit his parents today and go to some party together, but now you were eating and Pablo seemed like he only got worse.

"Amor, you don't look too well. Please tell me, does something hurt you because it's clearly not the hunger anymore?"

"I don't know, I just feel...weak? I don't even have the strength to stand up now" he laughed, but you were serious.

"No joking, Pablo! Let's go to the couch and I'll see what I can get you to feel better"

He did as you said, and you tried to look for some special medicinel (anti-doping). There weren't many options, so you decided to give him some tea, hoping it would make him feel better.

"I don't have any pills for you so I'm just gonna go buy some, ok? Wait for me here, I'll be back. Drink your tea!!" you said to him while kissing his forehead, which was kinda more hot than his normal temperature.

You looked at him in awe, with a sad face. He only smiled back at you and thanked you.

"Come back quickly, please." he laughed and your rolled your eyes.

You went to buy him some plants medicine and some things to make him a soup. When you got back, Pablo was still on the couch, but now he was sleeping. He was sweating like crazy and he was really red which made you a bit scared.

You tried to prepare him a glass of water, seeing that he finished his tea, to give him the pills you bought, without making any loud noises to wake him up.

"Cariño, wake up a second, please!" you said gently, touching his face slowly.

"Hmmmmm" he said with a crying voice.

"Is it that bad, Pablito?" you asked him while giving him the glass of water.

He only nodded and you touched his forehead and cheeks, feeling the hotness from his skin. You made a sad face, seeing your boyfriend that sick, made you really scared and in that moment, all you wanted to do was to take his pain away.

You kissed his cheek and helped Pablo to go to sleep again, telling him that after 2 hours, you would wake him up to eat some soup.

Pablo was sleeping peacefully while you were preparing the food for him and when it was ready, you woke him up again to help him eat.

He had tears in his eyes, saying to you that it was hard for him to breath and that he is feeling really hot. You gave him a towel that you put in really cold water to put it on his forehead and cheeks, so that he would feel a bit better. It helped him a lot and you gave him another pill, hoping that it would help him even more.

You called his parents to say that you can't make it today and they understood, hoping for their boy to be healthy again. They were really thankful for you, taking care of their son.

You as well called Xavi to tell him that Gavi is not feeling well and he might miss some of his training sessions.

Now you were on the couch, playing with Gavi's hair while he was holding your hand, sleeping. You didn't do anything for hours, only watching him.

He was sleeping a lot, that being the only think he could do, without being in pain. Every hour, you would change his towel to another and at every 3 hours, you wpuld give him his medicine again with a cup of tea with honey.

That night, you hadn't slept at all. You only watched him sleep on you. You wanted to be sure that nothing happened to him.

You did everything to make him feel better. You even helped him shower in the morning so that he wouldn't feel the hotness for some time. You would make him food that helped him recover quickly and were sure to give him enough protein to not lose that much of his muscles. He had to return soon to his training so you tried to prepare him a bit.

You would stay with him all the time, him being really clingy now. Always cuddling with you, sleeping on your lap, or holding one of your fingers. You were always there for him, and he was so thankful for having you in his life.

It wasn't easy to look out for Gavi, but you really loved him, and for every sacrifice you did to stay beside him, you knew he deserved it.

I hope you liked it!!! Have a nice day love youu

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zane-wanna-sleep · 10 months

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I saw the time-travel concept lately and then be like 'BUT WHAT IF—! So here sumthing even me myself don't know what it is (no plot, no story line, just sum piece of my mind)

Part 2 , Part 3

⚠️: death

“ He.. –he's dead ”

And that's how the whole world stopped, sound turned itself off into high pitch echoing in Jake's ears.

The prisoner better not lied when he said that 'cause if he did Jake would be mad than grief. So he asked again “ Say that again, say the truth ”

The prisoner cried and through sob he said again, “ I told you! That's the truth, the kid is died! ”

No interrogation can bring more any information from this recombinant and he didn't want to hear any more either. Jake stepped back gesture other na'vi to lock prisoner up again and would let the judging be Tonowari's company. He felt.. numb

The Toruk Makto sighed deeply as he walked away, let his mind fly somewhere else in his memory of old days they were happy and safe in forest, had no idea what will happened. And just enjoy their normal days back then, with Spider be around them.

How could he tell this to his children? How would they react to this news? How could he even face them again after this and what he has done?

And their reactions weren't different from what he expected, Neteyam froze lost in his processsing thought, Kiri cried, shout, yell along with Lo'ak who wasn't much difference from his sister and Tuk, oh his baby Tuk, she was all confused but can understand that her brother Spider would never come back. And they can't go see him again also.

Then it's happened, Neteyam started his words, his hash and full of dreadly hatred words, “ I believed you, even though I always knew I shouldn't have ”

He spat as if there's venoms in his thoughts “ You said he would be okay, weren't you? ”

His sharp amber eyes stabbed Jake

“ And the next thing you say about him after that day is... This?? ” ow that's hurt, really “ What you going to do now? Forget it and continue this living like nothing has happened and our brother just died ”

“ That's ENOUGH! ” Neytiri shouted instantly after his last sentence and everyone went silent, just for a moment though, and before the kids can open their mouths to continue their protest, she beat them “ Don't talk to your father like that, what's wrong with you, Neteyam you've never be like this ”

That's boiled up Neteyam's blood even more but this time it's Lo'ak who answered back then Kiri who calmed her sob and let out her rage, Neteyam join in again try to used all reason to make his mate understand. Tuk was just cried she didn't know what to do or who she should seek comfort from until Neteyam calm himself, not his mind, a little enough to scoop her up to whisper reassurance.

“ Then we will fix this ourselves, we'll take a revenge for him ” Lo'ak announced his purpose with his most serious face and his kids quickly agreed, ignored Neytiri's protest completely, which sent shivers down to Jake a bit

There're shout and shout and yell and cry and shout again, that's a chaos and he wish everything was not real, that everything was just another very, very bad dream of his and he will wake up soon. Wake up to see his family happy with Spider again.

The chaos endded with Tonowari's warning he totally forgot that it's late at night by now and they're bothering other villagers by their loud voice. He apologized and tried to wave off the Olo'eytan's concern about their situation, it may not effective due his exhausted, wet-tear face but at very least the bigger na'vi willing to leave them, for now though.

When he turned back to looked in their marui, his heart fell when he couldn't find any of his children insight and let out a long breath he didn't know he was holding when noticed they're just made a dog pile in the corner, though when he or Neytiri try to get closer Neteyam and Kiri would give them a dreadful glare, Lo'ak would slightly hiss and Tuk whined softly. His mate said when he tried to assure Tonowari they've tried to sneak out, thankfully they at least still sleep in the same marui as him tonight after everything.

That's hurt him, a lot, he want this bad dream to its end so that he can pulled them into his arms again. So he made up his mind, if they need their time he he would give them as much as they need. Jake let exhausted get over him and dragged him to sleep, or please be awakeness to peaceful day.

And yes he had to wake up, the sun shone brightly hurt his eyes forced open to meet familiar ceiling he didn't doubt at first but when he stepped to outside he saw forest surrounding him and others marui on tree nearby

Jake froze there, what is happening here, he had went insane or this is another dream of him being in delusional??

“ oh Mr.Sully, ” the voice said differ from some he heard just not long that called him Olo'eytan and there's only one person who called him that, “ I came here for Lo'ak and Kiri but uh.. am I disturb you? If so I can leave ”

Jake took a deep breath before looked down, his breath hiccup when he saw the boy, and...

What in the world happened here

Spider looked young, he of course young you skxwang hes a kid, too young for him. Looked like a 10-or-so years old, Jake wasn't sure but he sure that this isn't right, Spider is sixteen, almost seventeen, for Eywa's sake.

So why is he looked like this can some one please explain?!

But with that innocent wide eyes of Spider, he couldn't scream his heart out for any explanation.

#spider socorro #miles spider socorro #jake sully #lo'ak sully #neteyam #kiri sully #neytiri #i don't know how to tag #avatar spider #avatar #atwow fanfiction #atwow

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allgoldenelite · 4 months

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okay so here's my summary of ibushi's latest 2 videos (here and here) from his youtube channel

pls make sure to read this at your own discretion. it's honest, but not exactly cheerful.

this summary is not entirely chronological; i've grouped some points together for cohesion

the vids were taken about 2 weeks after marufuji vs ibushi was announced, so around 12/17 ish (i'm just bringing this up bc i saw some confusion bc ibushi was reported by noah to be in the us rn until at least the 27th)

ibushi starts out the 1st vid by saying how completely different american and japanese wrestling are; the example he uses are cheers, [in aew] whenver anyone makes their entrance the crowd is chanting their name

in japan it has a different quality to it; [i assume he's talking about coming out at the noah show to challenge marufuji here] it's strange to him when he can only hear his theme and there's neither boos nor cheers, but he was glad it got a reaction

as for how he's doing physically: says he'll be frank: his left ankle and the back of his right hand (there's a visible dent on one side of the back of his hand and he says he doesn't have much grip strength there but for powerbombs and germans he grabs his wrist with his left hand so he can still do those) are fractured and his shoulder isn't healed cause he never got surgery for it

the ankle is the worst out of the 3, he can't jump or do highflying and walking 400 m (0.25 miles) is his limit, even walking around everyday is pretty rough

he's been able to benchpress 88 lbs now, with 200 as a one time thing, but he can't do much actual wrestling match practice, worries about what he can do; sums it up as that physically things aren't really on the up and up at all

but he believes marufuji is going through the same thing [being hurt in a lot of different places] and that the match won't be bad because of that; he believes it will be good precisely bc of the shape they are in, the injuries they've sustained

as he's said in the past, he doesn't care about what place he is on the card even tho ppl care a lot about match order, but he has the opportunity of being in the main with marufuji, so [he'll make the most out of it]

the ring remains a place for him to express himself, unable to highfly or injured as he may be, that's part of it too

he could go out there and be like "no i'm recovering i'm practicing hard everything's going swell" but that wouldn't change the fact that it's not true

he's doing what he can do get better, but operating within the limits of his body and how he can workout

even so, he won't give up and expresses confidence, [he seems motivated for the match and to go through with all of this], he's been doing this for 20 years and nothing scares him anymore

he says his instinct/6th sense for wrestling isn't as sharp [anymore] either since he doesn't really wrestle outside of aew these days, and again japanese and american wrestling are completely different and he's matching himself to wherever he wrestles, so he will do the same for the noah match

as long as it's getting a reaction out of ppl, he's happy; as long as he's getting something out of it he's happy, there's no right or wrong here for him

he's not nervous for the match at all, just hopes he can put himself out there in his purest form, so that ppl can decide for themselves what it is he represents for them/how they experience them

the video ends with him saying that he doesn't wanna be gloom, but if something unfortunate happens [i interpret this to mean another injury] this will be his last [match]

[he also then says make sure to watch his matches (since you won't know which one will be the last), and while i don't think he's lying with the sentiment here at all, my suggestion would be to take this as it is for now but not despair too hard about it]

the 2nd vid is mostly a recap of him seconding a kickboxer he trains for his match at korakuen hall on 12/17, interspliced with more footage from ibushi talking in the secret base

just as the fictitious "ibushi pro wrestling research institute" represents his status as a freelancer and a means by which he express himself in his purest form to ppl, it's also a means by which he can take on ppl under his wing

[ibushi has talked on twitter before how he has several trainees who are former/current kickboxers or MMA fighters wishing to become pro wrestlers] he thinks more of them will make their debut in the future; he's not doing this to boast that he's the one training them, it just naturally happened this way

even tho the ipwri is not actually a promotion, [ppl he's training and ibushi himself] get announced/lower third-ed as being from there, so it has established itself in the world

[there's a backstage scene here of ibushi talking to machida (machida lost the match) and altho there isn't much to tl (it's just ibushi basically giving him a pep talk), i still think it's worth checking out, it's very sweet]

lastly he says the institute is taking applications and as long as your feelings/motivations come across, he's happy to read them, even tho there are already too many ppl showing interest rn

#translation tag #translation #kota ibushi #ibushi kota #rasslin #/long

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bonefall · 6 months

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Obviously nobody should be talking poorly about any of Bumble's competitors but it's insane how people voting for Alex are going 'its a CAT'. Like, okay and? Alex Dewitt is ink on paper and we rightfully take issue with her writing to the point of making it a term, so why is it any different when a fictional cat has misogynistic writing? And these are cats with a society, laws, religion, and understanding of (herbal) medicine. They are on par with people. And, it's a YA series. Shouldn't people take the message "fat, abused women dying isn't a problem because they can't contribute ackshually, and if we acknowledge it is how can the goodboy main character stop licking his brother's kitty boots if he's a bad person :(" as a red flag in any series? Let alone one for kids? Like, did everyone outside of the fandom miss the Ashfur defense? Because I was there for it and it was pretty clear a LOT of impressionable children genuinely believed the "he only loved too much" excuse hook line and sinker, and blamed Squirrelflight for everything. There were so many fans genuinely believing that I literally remember seeing hate art and fanfics portraying Squirrelflight as a horrible person just for asking to stay friends. That alone was a testament to how harmful Warriors can be, all because of that one scene of Ashfur being spotted in StarClan.

And with that fiasco in mind, how can anyone trivialize it to Bumble being 'just a cat'? Especially when kids are reading this, and could really take the harmful message Gray Wing the """Wise""" has for them that if you have nothing to contribute to the people you desperately need help from, you are stupid for trying to ask for it. I was lucky to not take any of the really harmful portrayals relationships in Warriors to heart, but not everyone will be. People should support Alex all they want, she deserves it! But downplaying what happened to Bumble because she's a cat is harmful :(

Alex DeWitt's story is so shocking and straightforward that you're able to sum it up with a single word; "Fridging." It's become the touchstone for a wider discussion about misogyny in media because it is so evocative and so easy to explain as an example.

That IS important. That IS a legacy.

But somehow, if you try to explain how EARLY misogyny in media starts, and how pervasive it is even in "less respectable" mediums like YA xenofiction, they lose their fucking minds. People who refuse to read anything at all going, "what could possibly have happened to a cat?"

You know what, though? I'm GLAD Bumble is winning, and I'm proud of this fandom and our campaigning. I think we actually deserve to be a little smug about this after all the damn "justa cat" comments. Bumble doesn't HAVE a legacy. The book doesn't VALUE HER LIFE AT ALL! "It's so sad Clear Sky is going to have his reputation ruined for killing this useless woman. I never liked Bumble anyway, what matters about this is my poor brother :("

The runner of the Canon Misogyny Tournament mentioned in passing how they kinda take issue with the idea of quantifying misogyny based on suffering because of how it oversimplifies the insidious ways it can express in a narrative, and I've thought a lot about that a lot. They're right.

And Alex is THE posterchild of this because her death is ghoulish. We needed what happened to her as a simple, evocative term, to advance the conversation around media misogyny and get it through people's skulls. But, she has become the conclusion of a sentiment that the more gruesome the death is, the more misogynist that makes it.

but. The fridge was not the misogynistic part of what happened to Alex. THE FACT SHE WAS ONLY INVENTED TO DIE FOR THE PAIN OF A MAN IS. THAT is what the term "fridging" is supposed to point out; The absolute LACK of interest in her as a 3-dimensional character, in women as people, to the point where the writer chose to send Alex out in a gorey, disrespectful way solely as a motivator for her boyfriend. THAT is the bad part.

But instead people have latched onto the fridge half. More violent = more misogyny.

There's a lot of ways for a narrative to be misogynist, though. To downplay the lives, emotions, or contributions of women characters, and to reinforce real-world bigotry.

Warrior Cats does a LOT of this, blaming bad mothers who didn't shut up and accept their 'purpose in life' for Brokenstar's tyranny, making it a TRAGIC thing that Clear Sky is being held accountable for murdering women because his man pain makes it ok, and even blaming Squirrelflight for rejecting Ashfur's advances which caused him to go "crazy" and attempt to murder her children (until, of course, the welcomed retcon of TBC).

Bumble's death, because she is a fat woman, is treated as unavoidable. It's not a terrible thing she died, Gray Wing never really liked her anyway, what REALLY "matters" is that now no one likes her murderer.

She was stupid and selfish to even ask for help, because she is so fat and weak. To be upset at all that her only friend watched her get dragged back to her abuser. Even as she bleeds out, she gets to listen to Turtle Tail making up excuses and wishing she "could have found happiness."

All while Tom the Wifebeater, the fat man who physically assaulted two women, gets a big cutesy redemption death and honored and beloved by everyone and even gets to "lose weight and that's so good :)". Because the books value the lives of men more than the lives of women, plain and simple.

Bumble wasn't just fridged. It's worse than that. Her life doesn't even have enough value to get Clear Sky held accountable for murdering her, because beloved writer favorite Gray Wing hated her for being friends with his wife and doesn't want anyone to hate his poor, innocent big brother :(

Like you said, you can ask anyone in this fandom and they'll tell you about the impressionable kid they were, or have MET, who was badly influenced by the constant misogyny of these books. People who defend Bramblestar tooth and nail as he abuses his wife, the screeds against both Leafpool and Nightcloud for making Crowfeather sad, and the absolutely radioactive Ashfur Defenders who have thankfully died down since TBC's welcome retcons.

It doesn't just end with annoying internet comments. Those kids carry that kind of message with them. It reinforces existing biases and causes them to downplay abused women and toxic men in their real lives.

But sure, "just a cat." Cool way to downplay the 20-year-old bestselling YA fantasy series that is still ongoing but ok. 50000 Bumblesweeps upon ye.

(though i do also have to say, since I started speaking more about it today, I'm seeing more non-wc fans push back against the 'just a cat' comments. Sincerely, thanks guys. It's not every DC fan or Alex voter, just a very vocal section of sore losers willing to downplay misogyny because they're angry.)

#Bumblesweep #Vote Bumble #Misogyny #fatphobia #abuse

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my-names-angel-but-im-not-one · 1 year

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Replaced or not ?

Part-1 Part-2 Part-3 Part-4 Part-5 Part-6

For summary and details check out part-1

Pairing: Obey me Characters x reader

"Than you so much Lucien you don't know how much you're helping me right now"

"Well it's nothing you get a place I get to satisfy my curiosity about you and you know ...the offer was not a joke from my side it still stand" Lucien said smirking at you

"umm....you know I don't feel that towards you"

"hahaha I know hon I'm just kidding"

"uh okay" you said a bit uneasy.

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"hahahaa, oh my god I can't believe you fooled those lords" run hai spoke to me through phone

"I know right I wasn't that hard " I replied to her " But it was all because of you ..if you weren't there to alert me then and there I may would've been in the grasp of those demons"

"it's not a problem y/n if a human won't help you then who will" run hai spoke

[FLASHBACK]

"these are the two are the human exchange students" diavolo spoke as you and run hai stood there

There was 7 other demons standing in front of you both you . Run hai was there confused she's still taking time understanding what's happening here meanwhile you were standing there with a 'fuck it' expression.

The demon brothers were looking at you and only at you .

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"Did you saw that" run hai spoke after we settled in our separate room.

"Saw what?"

"The way they were looking at you!!"

"umm well I thought I was being dramatic but i guess not"

" look I've read too many books about how this end up"

"Mee too....wanna help me out?"

"How!?"

"well i just gotta move outta this house you know"

"How are exactly planning on that?"

" Well.....how much do You like them"

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[FLASHBACK END]

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"Well you wanted their attention and i didn't so it worked out in the end i guess" you said.

"Well yeah , i mean everything is just like you said , you're soo smart!!" Run hai spoke giggling throught the phone .

'Oh my god i could imagin her twirling her hair , stupid girl i just hope she don't open her mouth if the brothers became too obsessed with her' you thought as you rolled your eyes.

"Well yeah thanks for your help, i hang up now" you said not wanting to talk to her anymore.

"Aww thought we coulda talk more but anyways bieee ... Wait asmo what are you doing!"

[BEEP BEEP]

"Huh?? What was that should i call her again.......no nevermind" you said . You laid on your bed provided Lucien thinking about how your plans of getting away from them and moving out from the HOL all worked out in the end . 'Well i didn't do anything bad i just didn't wanted for them to get obsessed with me'. You thought as you closed your eyes

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[MEANWHILE IN HOL]

"You better explain this sweetie"

[A/N]: well sorry for the delay i was thinking about making run hai a good person but I can't since the real life one is actually a bitch😭 gomen gomen. And maybe I'll tell y'all her real name someday it's really similar to this once *wink wink*

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not-your-fucking-kacchan · 2 years

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Can I request kirbaku x F!reader they go on vacation and have to fly there and the reader passes out out on the plane so she gets up to go to the bathroom and she passes out as soon as she gets to the front of the plane and someone screams someone passed out and they didn’t know it was her till she asks for them and she’s panicking cause she’s doesn’t see them till they get up but they put her on oxygen before they get up there so she’s literally crying for them and they calm her down once there up there? What ever happens after they calm her down is up to you(I am so sorry it’s so long but this is like what happened to me when I went on a plane) I am actually so sorry Ik I requested so much

No no no don't be sorry :<< if anything I'm sorry for it taking this long! :(

I love getting requests from you guys so don't apologise, y'all are what give me the motivation to write anyway!

Now onto the angst!

Masterlist <3

KiriBaku x Fem!Reader- Altitude

Is it hot in here? It's definitely hot in here.

You're on the verge of panicking as you stand up on shaky legs to get to the front of the cabin to use the bathroom.

You've never really been good with planes. Or heights.

It's not like you were expecting it to be this bad though. The turbulence is literally shaking you to your core as you manoeuvre to the front, having found it quite easy to get out of your set near to the pathway. The thought process went something along the lines of "if I can't see out of the window, then I won't panic". How wrong you were.

The view is absolutely stunning in Eijirou's eyes though, and he enjoys every second he gets to spend staring at the clouds like some sort of excited puppy. Katsuki sits in the middle of both you and Eijirou, glaring at his phone like usual and just waiting for this dumb plane to land already.

The three of you were going on a vacation to get away from work, and although Katsuki was hesitant, since he really does love his job and he worked his ass off to get to where he is in his carreer now, he was finally persuaded by you and the excitable redhead into taking some time off. "Only because Eijirou said he'd do my paperwork for a month" He said. You don't believe him one bit and you're absolutely right not to.

It takes a while for your legs to finally work, and as you struggle to get to the bathroom you suddenly feel very cold and your belly cramps up painfully. Everything blurs around you and darkness creeps from the edge of your vision, like a vignette. The dull grey surroundings on the plane only makes you feel even worse, and suddenly, you're on the floor.

The passengers sitting by where you had suddenly collapsed gasp and immediately unbuckle themselves to help you out, the concerned look from one of them making you whine and sluggishly reach towards nothing in particular, and you only wish that your boys, your best friends were there with you right now to say that you'll be okay.

"Ngh- K-Katsuki- Eiji- nh-! Ei-... Ji...

The passengers panic goes unnoticed to you as people yell for the airline staff and exclaim that you've collapsed, but Eijirou and Katsuki notice, and as they unbuckle their seatbelts to help out and calm the crowd, they're suddenly met with the sight of you on the ground, rapidly losing your grasp on consciousness.

By now you're already panicking, your breaths fast but laboured while your head swims with building pressure, and your thoughts run like a train as you silently beg for your friends to come to you. You're so cold and alone and everything hurts so, so much. It's getting harder and harder to breathe but you're left to panic about it because you're far too hazy to understand that your throat is closing up because you're having an anxiety attack.

The laboured, hyperventilative breathing is restricting the oxygen travelling to your lungs, and as you sob and cry for your friends, suddenly they appear in front of you.

Immediately they're by your side, Katsuki helping out with the first aid and checking your vitals while Kirishima grasps your hand in his, and when you're finally met with the sight of your best friends the tears finally escape your eyes, and relief flows through your body.

Well, it's either relief, or the help from the oxygen mask. Whatever it is, it really does the trick.

The staff have given you some oxygen to help you with your breathing, and as you take deep breaths, as Kirishima instructs, your vision becomes a little clearer, and your panic eases.

You're safe, and you can finally relax now.

#mha x reader #bnha x reader #bnha fanfiction #mha #bnha #bnha fluff #bnha headcanons #mha fluff #bakugou katsuki #kirishima fluff #kirishima x reader #katsuki bakugo x reader #kirishima headcanon #kirishima eijiro x reader #eijirou x reader #bakugo katsuki imagine #kiribaku x reader

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bbanghiitomi · 8 months

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| the way things go

synopsis: after being gone for a long time, you've missed hyein's growth. you weren't able to witness her go through 5 years of her life. seeing as how much she's changed, you're trying to get back at her to give her back the older sister she had.

— nonidol!youngersister!lhyein × nonidol!oldersister!fem!reader

— nonidol!hyunjin × nonidol!fem!reader

(⁠ʃ⁠ƪ⁠＾⁠3⁠＾⁠）(⁠ʃ⁠ƪ⁠＾⁠3⁠＾⁠）(⁠ʃ⁠ƪ⁠＾⁠3⁠＾⁠）(⁠ʃ⁠ƪ⁠＾⁠3

you look up to your younger sister, she's now 170 centimeters, a lot taller than she used to be. you can't believe it, you've only been gone for almost 5 years for college and now she's a giant! what's even worse is that she's a lot more posh now, so different from the kid you used to know. it's like you blinked your eyes once and everything just changed. "hyein?" you ask, tilting your head, eyes roaming from her head to toes, then back to her eyes.

"oh hi unnie! how's college?" her voice matured a bit, but it's almost the same girlish pitch that she had for years. you sigh, hand holding your chest. you cannot believe that your princess has turned into a queen, or some sort. she stands high on her toes, her chin up high and confident, her eyes sharp with poise. "oh my, hyein has grown a lot since i left for college." you dramatically state, placing the back of your hand in your temple.

hyein laughs and shakes her head before walking past you. "oh unnie, you're being dramatic. i barely changed." she says, shrugging as she sits by the couch. you follow her and sit next to her, smiling at her, your head is filled with worries — unsure feelings, hyein's growth is a lot to take in more than you thought it would be. seeing her face to face after those years of facetime-ing her felt so much different, it's like you can truly see the difference.

"but — you grew so much! you used to be shorter than me and you barely even knew how to dress yourself! i used to tutor you when you couldn't understand the lessons in your class, now… you look so independent!" you don't know whether to be happy or sad with hyein's independence, it's because you know she's good on her own now and will be needing less help from elders but that's also why you're sad — she's not gonna need you anymore, one day…

you laugh but it soon dies down when you place your hands on your cheeks, it saddens you how much you've missed hyein's life, it all passed by too quickly without you noticing it.

"it's because you've been gone for so long." hyein simply says, reaching for her phone on the coffee table. the last word left a bitter taste on hyein's tongue, and you realized, maybe — you've been gone for far too long.

you watch as the younger lee scrolls away on her phone. you feel bad, feeling like you've lacked as an older sister, feeling like you haven't done enough. was it because you left too soon and been gone for so long?

hyein was only 10 when you left for college, it seems like she can't even remember half of what happened when you left. it makes you feel bad that you weren't able to spend that much with her, even before you left. all the things that you've done with her felt like nothing now, must've been because it was not enough — because hyein felt like it lacks a certain memoir that resonates to you.

"i'm sorry. have you been okay over the past 5 years?" in reality, hyein's life wasn't so bad while you were gone, she had many friends, from elementary to middle school. up until now, her name is still popular amongst students, from their classroom to the highest year. though life's been good to her, there's obviously something missing, your presence.

while you were studying hard abroad, hyein kept looking for your figure, a memory of you. it's so weird not having her sister around, her hero. it's not like you and her parents haven't been around, they were always there, they replaced your part while you were gone, but it's just… it's never been the same. there's nothing that comes close to you and hyein's connection, you know her like a book, you memorize her like a quote. only you could understand hyein the way no one does.

facetime-ing can never equate to the comfort your physical presence does to her. she loved being able to hug you, hold your hand and lean on her big sister's shoulders when she needed you the most. in those times where the world was against her, all she wanted was to have her big sister to shield her from the cruel earth, the cruel society and the cruel reality of being a teenage girl. all she ever wanted is to be able to grow with you, she's had a hard time trying to understand the situation both of you were in.

maybe it's a bit mean of her to feel this way when you were also having a hard time alone in your dorm?

oh right, you weren't alone.

"i'm okay, i have friends and i'm doing well at school." hyein says, peeking at you then back to the screen of her phone. you sigh for the tenth time and place your hands on your lap before nodding. "i hope your teachers are giving you a hard time." you tell hyein, smiling at her.

there's a gap between you and her, it's not big, about at least 3 pillows. but if we were talking about a figurative gap, then that would be a lot.

during the time you were gone, hyein had 4 friends growing up, minji was the oldest amongst them and had been her older sister while you were gone, you share a bit of qualities with her — from the caring nature to the stubborn personality. it's hard not to miss you more when she's with minji, she's thankful for the older girl for being with her while you were gone.

you on the other hand has been in a 3 year relationship with a girl in your university, huh yunjin. she's a girl who lives in the same dormitory building as you were and one night during a busy week, you found her outside the building after she had passed the curfew and you helped her get in. that's when you started seeing each other more often and have been in a relationship ever since.

hyein doesn't really know this yunjin, she's never seen her in person and isn't really thrilled at the idea. in all honesty, she hates your girlfriend's thick glasses, her eyes that seemed glued to your face and her uhm — annoying personality, sort of close to a golden retriever who is very loyal to her owner; yet hyein claims she doesn't care about yunjin.

yunjin knows how much you love your sister, as you live far from hyein, yunjin has been your support system, the one who listens to your problem and the one who hugs you at night when the air is chilly. she knows how much you want to be close to your sister again, when you cry at night, telling yunjin how much you've missed her and how much you miss home — she's always all ears and there to comfort you, it has been the same for her, that's why she understands your struggle.

"i'm sure they're taking good care of my sister, yeah? i hope i get to meet them soon." soon, you're going to find a job and might leave the house again, hyein would feel alone again and that scares you. you look at hyein as your eyes soften, you can't contain the sadness seeping through you at the sight of your sister.

hyein feels her breath jump, minji had said something about her introducing you to them, honestly she's thrilled but it scares her, there's a lingering feeling behind her head that is still pained by the unfamiliarity of your presence after those years you were gone.

"minji said she wanted to meet you." hyein mutters, her voice low under her breath. the fingers that scroll past feeds of her insta halts, her eyes locked with yours. you grin at her and raise your brows. "i actually tell yunjin a lot about you, do you like her? i'm planning on bringing her here next week to meet everyone." hyein doesn't smile, nor frown — she nods at you and then brings her gaze back to her phone to type.

you grimace at the sight but then stand up as your phone rings to a call.

"oh hi yunjin," you laugh as you start heading to the kitchen, your voice trails as your figure disappears from hyein's sight.

your relationship with yunjin must be much more intimate than hyein thought it was, yunjin knows you like a scripture, a literature of some sort — she reads you like a piece and places her hands on you with care like a fragile glass. she's seen you at your best and worst, she's seen you in every way no one did.

so it felt like that spot of the closest person to you had been taken by yunjin, and it's not like hyein thinks it's a competition but at this point — is there any reason for her to try, when you've got someone who you can rely on without hyein?

"it's good to see you in person yunjin! oh dear, you're much prettier in person than in videos, i'm glad my lovely daughter is with someone like you! i'm happy to know y/n has an amazing taste in a lover." you laugh as your mother continues to ogle over your lover, yunjin is very polite — you're not surprised that your parents love her already but at the same time, you were looking for hyein's validation — because what she thinks matters the most to you.

"you can call us mom and dad if you want to, it's totally fine!" your father claims, clasping his hands together in excitement. you can't help but reach for yunjin as she nods along. "alright mom and dad, i'm very happy to be here with you all right now." your parents cheer, all smiley as they converse with yunjin. you don't forget to hop along every now and then.

hyein on the other hand is busy playing with her phone, clearly her mood has fallen over when yunjin starts getting too comfortable. although it isn't a bad thing, considering you might end up marrying this rich girl, it tips hyein to the edge. how can yunjin steal her one and only sister and then her parents? that's what it felt to the youngest lee.

"so what are your plans yunjin? and you y/n." yunjin looks up from her plate, swallowing the food and taking a few seconds before speaking. "i actually will start working for my father's company, then maybe sooner me and y/n can live at the same place together. right?" yunjin doesn't spare any chances to look at you, you feel a bead of sweat on your forehead but you don't answer.

"actually, i plan on staying here for some time," you smile at yunjin as you speak, then continue. "i want to be with my family for a while again! and then i'll work for a few years before me and yunjin can move out together." yunjin raises her brows but doesn't respond.

you promised yunjin before, back when you were in your 2nd year in college that after you get your degree you'll move out with her, but things have changed — you don't have that much time left, adulting will get to you and take you away from your sister once again. you don't want that to happen, you just hope yunjin will understand.

hyein raises her head to look at you and yunjin, before glaring at her plate and grumbling under her breath.

your parents took notice of it.

"lee hyein, if you want to say something, say it now rather than grumbling and playing with your food." your mother scolds hyein, you frown. "mom, it's okay."

hyein scoffs and rolls her eyes. "i've lost my appetite." before leaving to go to her room. "lee hyein! come back this instant!" your father yells and you stop him before he stands up, telling him you'll take care of it.

you stand up and walk your way towards the corridor where your room and hyein's are located. you knock on her door that had a wooden plate that says "hyein-ie" hanging by the door, you made that yourself when you were in high school for hyein. "hyein! open the door please, hyein." there are no answers, complete silence on the other side of the door. it seems like your sister has no plans on acknowledging your presence at this time. you hear footsteps behind you and sees yunjin, you slump your shoulders and sigh when you realize that you might have screwed up.

"ugh, yunjin. i don't know what to do. hyein must be upset at me." you put a hand on your forehead and let out a shaky breath. yunjin hooks an arm to your torso and pulls you close to her, her tall figure becomes your reliable boulder to lean on. she caresses your hair, shushing you down. "hey, babe it's not your fault. maybe she's just in a bad mood." yunjin guides you to the end of the hallway, where your room is located, you two stand in front of your room to talk.

"but yun — she's upset, i know it because it's my fault. i've been gone for a long time and she obviously missed me, but i'm making it hard for her." yunjin nods and kisses your forehead. "i know. you don't have to blame yourself for it. clearly you two have missed each other, it's just that she's much more emotional about it because she's young."

hyein walks to her door and opens it slightly, looking through the small crack of the door to see you and yunjin talking, your voices echoing against the walls of the empty hall.

"i'm sorry, i know i also promised you that we would move out together after college. but seeing as hyein needs me right now, i can't leave her yet." you look at yunjin and feel the tears start to swell your eyes. yunjin nods and hugs you closer. "hey, it's alright. no worries, i won't pressure you if you still don't want to. we can wait, i can wait. even if it takes ten years, just tell me — i'll understand." you are always, and will be always thankful for having yunjin, it's not always you'll find someone as caring and as understanding.

hyein watches as you embrace yunjin in a tight hug, through the dim corridor. she gently closes her door and leaves it unlocked incase you check up on her.

yunjin tells you to take a rest and as you are sleeping, she sneaks outside of your room to hyein's door. after taking a few breaths she gathers the courage to knock, but before yunjin was able to knock on the door — it opens, yunjin's big eyes meets hyein's sharp ones.

"o-oh, hyein." yunjin smiles.

"yes? do you need something?" hyein asks, looking away. yunjin sighs and nods. "yes, i want to talk to you about your sister." she gets direct to the point, making hyein raise a brow at her, before pouting. "you can have her if you want." yunjin laughs, shaking her head.

"no, i don't mean it that way. of course she's still your sister, hyein. i just need to clear the air between us, and your sister. i know it's hard for you, she's been gone for a long time and hasn't been able to get back at you. there's nothing wrong about you being upset, it's totally valid, that's just the way things go." yunjin shrugs, there's a small smile on her face.

"but i hope you know your sister is trying to do her best to be there for you again. i know what i said earlier must have pushed a button on you, i'm sorry i was being selfish, maybe i should have not been too fast about things. your sister wants to be with you again and spend her time with you before we settle things. i'm willing to wait, if that's what makes you and your sister happy, she's the only one you've got and you are her only sister." hyein knows that of course, but at this age — her pride gets the better of her, it's not easy to face you again after all she's said.

maybe she's been a bad younger sister, but that's now what you would tell her.

"my only advice for you is to talk to her, i'm not saying you should do it but hey, it might work right? you don't have to tell me anything, all i want is for you to know that i care about you too okay? not just y/n." yunjin finishes her words as she steps out of the doorway, hyein closes the door and takes a deep breath — her cheeks puffing out, her plump lips pout.

after a few hours, you wake up to a sight outside, noticing the sky has turned shades of orange and dark blue. you walk past hyein's door to the living room to find hyein sitting on the couch, she's glaring at the television with a pout on her lips. hyein finally acknowledges your presence as you sit beside her, there's an awkward silence for a few minutes until hyein decides to break the ice.

"hey unnie," hyein looks at your way, you find yourself looking back — couldn't help but give her a sweet smile. you left a space between you and hyein, just to not make her feel uncomfortable. "does my sister want to tell me something?" you ask her, your brows soften. hyein nods and fiddles with her fingers, her eyes shifting to her hands that are on her lap.

you hear your sister sigh, before she speaks. "actually, yunjin-unnie talked to me earlier. she kept nagging me about talking to you, and i just want to tell you that i'm sorry okay? i didn't mean to ruin everyone's day earlier. i just felt like i'm being left out. you've been gone for 5 years — yes half a decade, and you come back just to talk about your god awful annoying girlfriend." hyein folds her arms on her chest and huffs.

you frown but then smile in understanding. "i understand that you feel that way hyein, and as your sister, i should've never made you feel that way. we can spend those 5 years together now, i will stay here for even 10 years if you want me to. just please don't be mad at me anymore? i miss my baby sister so much!" you can't get mad at hyein, can't be upset — she's only 15! though people claim that she's matured, there are lots of things for her to learn. she's still young and is in need of attention from her loved ones.

you wait for her consent to scoot closer, she shifts her eyes to you. "i'm not mad, i'm just… upset." she trails.

okay… are they not the same meaning?

anyway, you sigh and shake your head at her. "it's totally fine, you know i understand you, right? you don't have to be afraid to tell me what you feel, and in return i will tell you everything. is that good? can i give my sister a hug?" you ask her, raising your brows. hyein looks away and nods.

you scoot closer, the couch sinks when your weight plus hyein's touch the couch.

you lean to your sister and wrapped your arms around her torso, embracing her close. you don't forget to rest your head to her shoulder, you hear her breathing steadily with you close to her.

hyein reaches for your hand and leans in too, yet she still has that pout on her lips. you laugh and snuggle close to her. "aww, i love my sister so much!" hyein smiles and laughs. "oh shut up." she mutters.

the whole living room was engulf in silence, but after just a few minutes hyein speaks.

"i love my big sister too."

#female reader #newjeans imagines #newjeans #girl group #lee hyein #kpop imagines #kpop #huh yunjin #le sserafim

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Fight me - Part Two!!

A drarry microfic, you can find the first part here: <3

Written at the special request of @plus-tax !!

(Sorry it took so long, I was on sleep medication and fell asleep halfway through writing this lmaoo, hope you enjoy!)

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He let the doors slam shut behind him, his legs carrying him forward in Potter's footsteps without a second thought.

"You shouldn't have come after me." Potter's voice was cold. Draco huffed as he came to a stop halfway down the corridor from him,

"Don't act surprised. You knew I'd follow you." He shot back.

The long silence that stretched between them was different now, lighter without the weight of all of their peers.

"You're right, I did." Potter conceded.

"You don't usually give in this easy." Draco worried for a split moment it was happening again. He worried Potter was going to retreat into himself, numb to the outside world, refusing to stick up for himself even out of self preservation.

"There's no point in lying to you, Malfoy." Potter turned to face him and Draco was thrilled to see his eyes were still very much alive.

"Then tell me the truth."

Potter stared at him, those eyes that were so full of the fire Draco always admired studied his face,

"Why do you care so much about what happens to me?" He asked instead, "Why did you need to see a reaction so badly?"

"You know why." He repeated.

Potter didn't relent, still scanning his expression, searching for something. Draco wondered what he would find there.

"Humor me." He whispered.

"Because you're you." Draco replied immediatley.

And it was obvious, wasn't it? Why shouldn't Draco care about what happens to Potter?

After everything that was said and done between them, after everything that wasn't said or done... was it that hard to believe Draco would worry about him?

He felt that intensity spark between them again, the one he'd spent half his life running from, fearing more than anything else. This wasn't a way one should feel about their enemies. But then... they were never really on opposing sides were they?

"Meaning?" Potter asked when he'd given up on waiting for further explanation.

Draco sighed and turned away from him to continue down the corridor.

It gave way to a bridge with beautiful archways overlooking the hills beneath them. He leaned over the stone, resting his elbows on the frame and letting the slight wind cool his face,

"You're not someone anyone can forget about, Potter. What you've done for the world... what you've done for me-" He broke off, shaking his head, "I can't just sit by and watch you destroy yourself. You let everyone talk down to you. You let them speak your name like it leaves a bad taste in their mouth. Like you owe them and not the other way around."

"I care about you because the Potter I know would have never given up. He would have never stopped helping those who needed it or proving that it's okay to just be normal sometimes. I care because no matter how tired you got of all of the fighting and the running and the war: you never stopped laughing and having hope and being alive either. You were famous, yeah, but even then you were always still just... you."

Potter stayed silent, watching him with that same intensity. Draco gathered every bit of courage he had left and took a step forward to close the distance between them,

"I care about you, Potter. What that changes is your decision. Just know the option's out there, yeah?"

Potter made a quiet humming sound and leaned forward, his hand holding the stone for support.

Draco wasn't sure how to feel about their closeness; about the knowledge that he could reach out and touch Potter's face if he wanted to.

He was surprised, however, by the realization that maybe he did want to.

"Do you think it's weird that I care about you too?" Potter asked softly. His breath was warm in the cool winter air, the feeling of it fanning out across Draco's skin gave him shivers that had nothing to do with the temperature.

Draco felt his lips twitch into a smile, "Stranger things have happened." He replied simply.

"None stranger than this." Potter gestured between them, a challenge to the arch in his eyebrow.

"Are you honestly telling me you didn't see this coming?" Draco couldn't keep the amusement out of his tone.

Potter considered that for a moment, than gave a small smile of his own, "I can't say I never expected it." He paused as he took in Draco's smug expression and jumped to defend himself, "Well it doesn't help when you say things like 'You know why' whenever I ask why you care so much."

Draco laughed again, the sound that echoed back to him was something he almost didn't recognize, it was so... free.

"You do know though, don't you?" Draco asked. The echo this time carried a hint of hopefulness. He wasn't sure it went by unnoticed,

"I do." Potter agreed after a long moment. His voice so quiet it barely picked up over the wind.

The feeling that settled netween them now was anything but light.

"I believe a customary 'I told you so' is in order, then." Draco smiled, trying to eae the mood. Potter gave a reluctant sigh,

"Yes, yes, whatever. You're acting far too superior for a guy who just had my wand pressed to his throat in front of the entire school." But he was laughing too, the sound was equally freeing and made Draco's chest tighten in a way it never had before.

"Maybe I feel superior because out of everyone else in that hall..." He hesitated, "It's me you're standing out here with."

Potter watched him, and there was something behind the fire in his eyes now, a different kind of passion Draco couldn't place,

"Maybe I prefer it this way too." He whispered back, "Maybe there's nobody else in there I'd rather be standing with."

Draco wasn't sure when they started whispering, or when his heart had started slamming in his chest. He blamed it on the running he did earlier to catch up to Potter, but he could tell from the way it spiked with every glance Potter took towards his lips that wasn't entirely true.

"We should probably go back, they must think we've killed each other by now or something."

Potter nodded, "Yeah, we probably should."

Neither of them moved, Potter's eyes never left Draco's face.

"So when you say you... care about me...?" Draco started after they had been staring at each other for a little longer than he'd care to admit.

Potter nodded for him to go on but he couldn't find the right words. He wasn't even sure what he was trying to ask. Potter spared him, clearing his throat and glancing out into the beautiful view expanding out as far as either of them could see.

Draco couldn't seem to bring himself to care for it, his eyes glued to Potter's face, to the lively expressions he'd missed so dearly. He was still gaunt, the dark circles beneath his eyes and sunken cheeks still prominent. But his eyes... they gave him life.

"I think you're the only one who ever really sees me. I think you're the only one who knows just what to say to me to snap me out of whatever I'm going through. I think you're exactly who you always were, and not like anything anyone ever expects you to be."

"How do you mean?" Draco whispered.

"People think you're cold, unfazed, this... this untouchable son of a Death Eater." He shook his head, turning back now to meet Draco's eyes, "But you're not. You're not any of those things. You're one of the smartest, most ambitious people I've ever met. Even withdrawn you're full of poise and manners, you've got more restraint in a single interaction than I've ever managed in a lifetime. You're full of warmth, and you care, you really care about everyone close to you. I've seen how you are with Parkindon, she's like a sister to you. I can see how much you love her. You have this mask but I can tell you're not really unaffected. I mean, you reached out to me today, didn't you? Clearly this bothered you- worried you- enough. You're good, Malfoy. I know you are. You've saved me on more than one occasion, even though it could have cost you your life."

"And as for untouchable?" Draco pressed. Potter rolled his eyes at the coy smile easing its way onto his lips,

"Well... you're not entirely untouchable either." He muttered.

"Oh, is that what you think?" Draco asked, tilting his head to the side and regarding Potter in this new, playful light. The banter between them came easily, as it always has, a second nature that eased the ache of tension threatening to tear them apart.

"Yes, it is."

"Prove it." He whispered.

He waited, his breath caught somewhere between his lungs and his throat. Every muscle in his body frozen, waiting for Potter's response.

His eyes fell to Draco's lips, he licked his own in a swift, almost subconscious movement, "Maybe I will." He mumbled.

It only took a single breath longer before they were kissing.

Draco's arms lifted up to wrap around his shoulders immediatley, the release of pressure so great he worried he was going to faint from relief.

Potter held him, his own arm wrapped securely around Draco's waist, his other hand moving from the stone to tangle in his hair.

And in that moment, Draco knew that nothing would ever be the same between them.

"I hope you know I still think you're an arse for causing such a big scene earlier." Potter whispered when he broke the kiss.

"Of course you do." Draco shook his head fondly. Potter smiled,

"Git."

"Scarhead."

And they stood there, beaming at each other for a short while longer. Just long enough for Draco to take in the sight of how much better Potter looked when he was truly happy, before he pulled them into another long kiss.

And nothing would ever be the same. Well... almost nothing.

#drarry #draco malfoy #harry potter #harry x draco #draco x harry #the babies #part two #drarry microfic #drarry fluff #obsessed with them

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