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#I was gonna put a translation but i think it's funnier if you google translate it yourself
fbfh · 3 years
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thankful for my (found) family - demisquad + reader thanksgiving special
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platonic everyone + reader, implied future/potential leo x reader if you look real close, thalia has a girlfriend that I had to make up bc they never mention hunters of artemis but go off rick, calypso is not included bc she acts more like an antagonist imo, gif doesn’t have anything to do with it besides nostalgia lmao
happy thanksgiving <33
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You and Leo are cooking in the kitchen 
You have been all day
The doorbell rings, and Annabeth goes to answer, binder full of travel plans in hand
“That should be-”
Clarisse enters with a loud greeting and a hug to everyone in arms reach
Percy’s loud cheers echo from the living room as he calls out the new score of the football game he’s keeping everyone updated on
She drops her bag, hopping over the back of the couch to watch with Percy
“Woah woah, catch me up Jackson! What'd I miss?”
Hazel is helping Rachel make cute diy table settings and party favors 
Rachel, as with most art projects she takes on, is very focused on making it Martha Stewart levels of cute and amazing 
Frank and Piper are keeping everyone updated on the parade 
Frank pops down the stairs, calling out, “The last performance just ended, the dog show starts in 5!”
Hazel drops what she's doing and exclaims, “THERE’S A DOG SHOW?!” 
She runs upstairs to watch with Frank, her yellow dress swishing behind her
You chuckle, calling over to Annabeth as you mix batter in a bowl, " Hey Annabeth, how are the travel plans looking?"
She shuffles through some papers in her binder
"Magnus and Alex had another layover, but they should still be able to make it in time. Thalia and her hunter friend will be here in 10, and Travis's flight got delayed because of a sudden snow storm."
"Really?" You reply, "This time of year? That's pretty ironic for a son of Hermes..."
"I know, I'm looking at some shuttle services to see if that would be faster…" Annabeth replies
Nico enters, stealing a couple appetizers, "This is so stupid, I could just go get him."
Will, right behind him, eats the appetizer Nico hands him and replies, "No you can't. Doctors orders."
Nico starts to protest 
Will shoots him a look 
"Boyfriend's orders."
Nico tries in vain to stare him down,  "… Va’ a farti fottere." he says, cracking a smile
"Love you too," Will counters 
You and Leo shoo them out of the kitchen before they steal more of your recipes
Jason and Grover walk by with a bunch of pillows and blankets, setting up guest rooms. 
Grover calls through the pile of fluff he's carrying, "Hey, we're gonna need a few more pillows-"
Jason, over his pile of bedding, corrects, "A lot more!" And Annabeth runs over to help carry some of the blankets he's about to drop
"-A lot more pillows…"
You grab your keys
"okay uh… Grover, do you want to head to the store to get some more pillows-"
Leo, vigorously sautéing something adds over his shoulder, "And basil! And, uh… red wine vinegar, olive oil, and potatoes."
You rip a piece of paper off the notepad on the fridge and scribble a quick list 
You're probably going to need some more ice, too 
Tyson, very distressed, holds up an empty container of mellowcream pumpkins, declaring, "THERE'S NO MORE BABY PUMPKINS!" :(
you loudly add candy pumpkins to the list
Rachel approaches. 
"Are you going to the store?"
"Yeah," you reply, "how's crafting going? You need anything? "
"We're almost out of glitter and mod podge. It's not looking good. We could use some more fake leaves, warm toned glitter, and rhinestones - the nice ones."
Grover looks slightly lost 
You narrate as you add to the list, "Fancy rhinestones, mod podge, fake leaves, red, yellow, orange, and brown glitter…"
Tyson, still distressed, yells, "AND BABY PUMPKINS!"
:(
You hold up the paper, "Already on the list, bud, Grover's gonna get them!"
"What if he gets the wrong kind?" Tyson asks 
You, turn to Grover quietly, "Grover, can you take Tyson?"
Grover nods
"Hey Tyson, Grover has a lot of stuff to get, could you go be his shopping buddy? That way you can pick out the right baby pumpkins."
He doesn't look convinced
He wants to keep working on a secret project he’s been doing out by the garage
"And…" you add, sweetening the deal, "you can get two candies for the way home."
He agrees
You turn to Grover; "I'll call you guys an uber-"
"I'll drive."
You all turn around, shocked to see Reyna awake. 
You thought she was still passed out 
She showed up at 9am and immediately fell asleep from traveling all night 
"Reyna, hi! Are you sure-"
"We'll be fine, I need to stretch my legs a little." She proves by rolling her shoulders
"Okay, as long as you're sure," you hand her the paper, re-entering the kitchen
She takes the paper from your hand as you shut off the beeping timer and grab a pair of oven mitts from the drawer
Reyna examines the paper, "...This is a weird list. Where are we supposed to get all this?"
Leo moves to the side as you pull out the rolls from the oven, using tongs to set them on a wire cooling rack, "Maybe target?"
Leo, still very focused on cooking, announces, "If you get me generic brand spices I will burn this place to the ground."
"O-kay," you turn back to Reyna, laughing, "there's a Wegmans and a Joanne's right next to the TJ Maxx, you can probably find everything there."
"We'll be back within the hour." She states, taking your keys. 
Rachel meets her at the door. "Here, use my card. Also, make sure you get the flat backed swarovski crystals. And please pick some glitter with a nice color shift!"
You remind them to call or text with any questions and be safe
Heading back into the kitchen, you fill up a big bowl with carrots, celery, cucumbers, and mushrooms
You grab two cutting boards, knives, peelers, and a plastic bag for the peels, tips, and tails
You set it all down on the coffee table in front Percy and Clarisse
“Can you guys get the relish tray started?” 
They agree, and immediately return to yelling at the referee
You shake your head laughing, and head back to the kitchen
“How we looking, Sparky?”
“Stuffing cups just went up in the oven, pie crust dough is chilling, and the green beans are almost done sauteeing. Rolls are cooling - could you stir the cranberry sauce? - and… the turkey is going up as soon as the stuffing is out.”
You stir the sauce as you continue talking
“Great! We’re making good time so far. Oh, I found a recipe for brown sugar pie, which Frank requested - apparently it’s a Canadian Thanksgiving thing - so I figured if you’re doing turkey I can handle the pies.” 
He pours some cooking wine into the pan, and shakes it as the alcohol burns off
“Sounds like a plan, babycakes.” 
You laugh at the nickname, and grab butter, salt, some herbs, and a stick blender to finish the potatoes
A few minutes later, you hear the door open 
Reyna and the boys are back already? That was quick
You wonder if they need help bringing groceries in
“Eeeey get over here you knucklehead!” 
Bags drop, and you hear Jason laughing in protest
You poke your head out of the kitchen, and see Thalia with Jason in a headlock
In spite of the fact that he’s about half a foot taller than her, she’s still noogie-ing him, pretending she can’t hear him objecting through his laughs
She finally lets him go, greeting everyone as he adjusts his glasses
She bear hugs Annabeth, punches Percy in the arm, and high fives and hugs pretty much everyone else
You run up the stairs to the guest room Grover was setting up before he left
You finish making the bed head back down, meeting Frank and Hazel on the way 
"Oh, Hazel, what did you think of the dog show?"
"It blew my wig!" She says giddily 
A confused smile settles on your face
"It was awesome and she loved it," Frank translates smoothly
He and Will are understandably best at deciphering 40s slang
Thalia is introducing everyone to Amber, a girl she’d met on the hunt and become really close with
You greet her, and turn to Thalia
“Your room is all set up if you wanna get settled in,” you turn to Amber, “and yours will be ready soon,” 
They share a look
“Oh,” Thalia starts grabbing their bags, “that’s fine, we can share a room. We share a tent on the hunt all the time, right Ambie?”
"Oh,”
And then it clicks
“yeah, however you’re comfortable.”
You grab one of the bags, and help them upstairs
“Why don’t you guys take a while to settle in, I’ll tell the others you’re resting.”
They thank you, and you start to leave
“By the way,” you poke your head back in, “you two seem really cute together. Welcome to the family, Amber.” 
She blushes and Thalia gives you an appreciative look
You nod and head back down
You let the others know they’re going to nap for a little while, and not to wake them up
“Hey, any travel updates?” You ask Annabeth, on your way back into the kitchen
“Alex just texted, she and Magnus are finally on their way, should be here in the next few hours. As for Travis…” 
She holds out her phone, showing you Travis’s tiktok
He’s filming the mirror in the airport bathroom
“So uh, my flight’s delayed, I’m bored, I’m gonna fuck with some people,” he holds out a hand full of stickers that look like outlets
He records himself putting them around the airport, then gets people’s reactions when they try to use them
He ends the video asking for more prank ideas
You look back up at Annabeth, holding back a laugh, “Seems like he’s doing okay,” 
“Oh,” she replies, “that’s not all.”
She scrolls up, showing the next prank video where Travis goes around the airport having fake phone conversations to get people’s reactions
Conversation topics including ‘I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but slept with your grandma’, ‘hey bro I can’t come to the party, also turns out I’m going to be your stepdad’, ‘hey dude remember that old lady we used to cat sit for? Well, I found out I got chlamydia from her, so…’, and ‘yeah man, I’m so excited for the poetry slam. Also, it turns out my jazz fever is actually syphilis.’. 
Your hand flies over your mouth, trying not to laugh loudly enough to wake Thalia and Amber
“Yeah,” Annabeth says, fighting her own laughter, “he’s doing okay.”
You start putting together ingredients for pie filling
“That is the most in character thing I could have imagined,” you laugh, and Annabeth shows Leo the videos
“There’s a bunch more, too,” she adds, “Around making tiktoks, he found a bus heading this way. He’ll be here in a few hours.” 
“Cutting it close,” you muse, filling pies, “I’m glad he’s not stuck at the airport though. How about Connor?” 
“Haven’t heard much from him, but he said he'll be here in time for dinner."
A little while later, Thalia and Amber re enter, joining Percy and Clarisse in the living room 
The door opens shortly after, and Tyson enters, arms full of containers of candy pumpkins 
Reyna and Grover are right behind him
You take Grover's bags, announcing that Thalia got here a little while ago
He bleats excitedly and runs to hug her, Reyna right on his heels
Piper and Tyson bring in the rest of the groceries
Tyson sets down the last bags in the kitchen, looks out the window, yells, "IT'S ALMOST SUNSET!", and runs back out into the back yard, presumably to finish his mystery project 
Everyone eventually makes their way to the living room, nibbling on appetizers and watching classic Thanksgiving specials 
The food is almost done, all that's left is decorating the pies and a little tidying up 
You walk over to Leo, placing your hand on his shoulder 
He looks up at you
"Why don't you go take a quick shower and change before dinner," you muse, knowing the hoodie and jeans he's been cooking in all day isn't the outfit he'd picked out, "I'll wrap things up in here,"
He thanks you, dramatically presses a kiss to your forehead, and exits the kitchen 
You decorate the pies distractedly, catching the doorbell right before the second ring 
You smile at the people about to enter
"Annabeth," you call, "Magnus and Alex are here!" 
She drops what she's doing, and runs over to greet them 
Leo is back down stairs a short while later 
His brick red hoodie replaced with a burgundy one - his fancy hoodie as he calls it - a heavy flannel layered on top, and a beanie pulled over his almost dry hair
His pyrokinesis makes you forget how cold he gets sometimes 
You're about to go upstairs to change out of your cooking clothes when Tyson enters dramatically 
"The surprise is done!"
Everyone files outside to see what Tyson made as he leads you all out to the garage 
Perfectly attached to the side, is a very small horse stable 
"Wow!" Percy starts, "Great job, dude!"
Tyson is beaming as he's showered with confused praise 
"So uh," Percy ventures, "what did you build it for?"
"Maybe something like this?!" Descending voices declare in unicen 
Travis and Connor land in front of you on no other than Blackjack
Everyone erupts into cheers
“I thought you were stuck at the airport! What about those tiktoks?”
“Saved in my drafts, baby!” Travis laughs
Percy greets Blackjack and everyone else heads back inside with Travis and Connor 
You run upstairs to shower quickly and change, and are back downstairs just in time for appetizers and drinks 
You're about to take a sip of coffee when the door opens 
An irregular set of footsteps echoes into the room, along with a familiar voice 
"Ah, children, I hope there's room for one more," 
Everyone turns in surprise as Chiron enters the room 
After lots of warm excited greetings and making sure he has a warm cup of tea, he settles in to chat for a while
"I was on my way to meet with my more, ah, rambunctious cousins, but I couldn't let a day like today pass without stopping by."
After two cups of tea and lovely conversations, Chiron heads out to meet up with the other party ponies 
Thalia, Percy, and Will get all the food on the dining room table while Rachel makes the finishing touches to the centerpieces 
Everyone finds their seat, and you make the first toast
"I think I can speak for everyone when I say I'm thankful for you guys - my found family."
Every glass is raised
You can all drink to that. 
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ohnohetaliasues · 2 years
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One Night of The Drop Of Rain — Hetalia Fanfic
(Kat)
This apparently has its own TV tropes page, so we know it’s gonna be good. It’s not very long, but I briefly skimmed the contents and it’s nearly incomprehensible. 
It was one night dark and a cold very. 
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Uh. Okay. Let’s break this down. 
It was, one night, dark.
The very was cold. 
I know this means it was a very dark and cold night, but the way this is worded makes it seem like ‘very’ is a noun, and it’s cold. A cold very. Whatever that means. One single sentence in and I already feel like I’m having a stroke. 
America, of that is sad and he was tired. 
He’s sad and tired because the very is cold and the night is dark. Okay. 
It had also destroyed a war, this one is with false Canada and very tired. 
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So, from what I understand, America somehow destroyed a war, against an imposter of Canada, and he’s very tired. I’m not sure if it’s America who is tired, or fake Canada.
England is increased suddenly. 
Increased from what? What did he increase?
Himself? What is going on?
Be you ok that he asked tsundere. 
This makes it appear that there is a character named Tsundere, and that England is asking if said person called Tsundere is okay. 
I do not know fixedly said that America sadly it turned over to look at the window outside where it rained. 
Okay I sort of understand what’s happening. England asked America in a tsundere way if he’s okay, and America said he doesn’t know, and looked outside where it’s raining.
But it’s funnier to treat Tsundere like they are a character. 
I know what will encourage you to better feel! With known as that Great Britain and they embraced.
He gave him a hug? I don’t know.
boku wa roshia
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So, in Japanese, that means “I am Russia.” That’s such an incredibly odd way to announce a character’s entrance into a scene. 
Coincidentally, as I type this, I am in Russian class. 
Let take your clothing to me in addition to said England.
Is someone getting told to undress here? I think this is probably Russia saying ‘become one with me’ but— I don’t know. 
I think whatever this was was originally written in another language and put through, more than likely, Google Translate. I’m saying that because fucking look at it, and also because I’ve put a few of my own fanfics through Google Translate and they ended up looking similar to this. 
America displayed. Yes it is the cited America very good and cancelled garments of England_s equally. It inserted its body into the other one. Is mentioned England very good.
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If I’m reading this right, America and England are now having sex. Or something. Honestly, I can’t really tell. There was no buildup whatsoever, so this is just baffling.
Not that the rest of this isn’t any less baffling, mind you.
Also, is Russia even here? Who said ‘I am Russia?’
But there was suddenly an impact with the window. 
‘With’ the window, not ‘on’ or ‘at’ the window. 
Oh dear. 
They have considered outside. It was Canada.
So, they looked outside and it’s Canada. Okay. 
_TRANSLATION ERROR_ said the England in the surprised.
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I knew this sentence was coming but it still made me snort. 
Whatever this author wrote didn’t translate into English, but the author, who doesn’t speak English, didn’t see anything wrong with a character saying something so out of left field during a scene like this. 
I also love that it says ‘the’ England, in ‘the’ surprised, saying that this is the only England and that he said translation error into something called a ‘surprised.’ 
America I always loved you has said Canada. 
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YOU TWO ARE BROTHERS.
It has obtained within the window.
I know this probably means Canada went through the window, but I’m just picturing him fucking ripping the window off of whatever house they’re in and leaving. 
 It has begun to face England.
This makes it sound like the window Canada stole is turning to face England. 
 Backupquemoi America video England in the pain.
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I googled ‘Backupquemoi’ which turned up as French in ‘detect language’ and while I know very little French, I know that ‘que’ is ‘that’ and ‘moi’ is ‘me,’ so I can only assume America is asking England to back him up, but I don’t know why a video is involved or why England is in ‘the pain.’ 
England wound known as.
How the fuck did he get wounded? 
NO stop of Canada displayed America with breaks in its eyes. 
Is Canada killing someone? I’m so confused.
But Canada would not stop. 
I see.
Suddenly by the Kumajirou window imported.
I guess Kumajirou imported a new window. Glad there’s something to replace the one Canada stole. 
What are you here making Matthew known as. Canada now I must say to you that something said Kumajirou. I am not a bear of the whole except Alaska. 
I… I guess Kumajirou is Alaska? Okay. 
I loved of all these years. Why not did you identifier my love?
I feel like my brain is melting.
And then Kumajirou is woman who the joust for becomes suddenly, of that was Alaska.
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YELLING.
I’m literally just picturing Kumajirou turning into a woman who these three men start jousting for. 
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I spent way too long making this. 
I am sad that forgive Canada me please says. I cannot do said to Kumajirou. It bit in the throat. One was in Canada. It took far at night. Through window.
Is Canada dead? I have no idea what that just described. 
England and America were again correct. You are America. 
I am?
which she admits is as correct. 
Okay cool, I guess I’m America.
I am very well England, which to be familiar is. They embraced again.
Yay?
And all the good era.
‘Good’ is not the word I’d use, but okay.
The lack of quotation marks made everything even more confusing. 
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Well. That was an experience. 
I’m not exactly sure what happened. But to the best of my comprehension, America was in some kind of war against Canada, which he destroyed, and Canada may or may not have been an imposter. America and England then proceed to have sex… or something. Then, Canada either enters through the window or he steals the window, confessing his love for America. Kumajirou then arrives, also through the window(?), which he replaces with an imported window, confesses his love for Canada, then turns into a woman. After that, Canada jousts someone, presumably America and England, possibly woman!Kumajirou, before Kumajirou either kills him or drags him out through the window again. 
Maybe. I don’t know. I was in a state of shock and hysterics throughout that entire reading experience. 
RIP English Language. You had a good run. 
If you guys have any other fanfics you want me to review, feel free to send them to me, and I’ll do that. See you guys later!
~Kat
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neoangelic · 4 years
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Don’t Need Your Love
➳ an nct dream series
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After a horrible first love experience, Yang Ahn joins the Don’t Need Your Love club via invitation. Things don’t turn out the way they were supposed to.
➳ a story of not-so-romance featuring: the coolest club on campus, the meaning of unrequited, teenagers, best friends, heartbreak, healing, first loves, and new ones.
➳ masterlist
➳ note: female oc, multiple pairings, ot7 dream, mentions of other ot21 members. ANON THIS IS FOR YOU uwu.
➳ word count: 2871
When I was eight, I had a crush on this boy named Mark Lee. I was visiting my relatives in Canada and he was my neighbor that summer. I always watched him from the yard as he biked up and down the street. He was a few years older than me and I thought he was the coolest boy ever. Especially with how fast he could ride his razor bicycle. One day while making a sharp turn, he fell on the sidewalk in front of my relative's house. Let's just say I was so worried that I almost called 119. Good thing that wasn't the right number in Canada. He taught me all he knew about riding bikes and skateboards after that—although I wasn't particularly skilled at the latter sport. 
And then summer ended. I never saw him again. Not even when I visited Canada again two years later. Nobody knew where he went. 
In sixth grade, I liked the exchange student named Yangyang who my family hosted. I was one of the only people who could also speak fluent English so we talked a lot. He'd teach me German and I'd teach him Korean. We became best friends quickly. He called me meimei once and I asked what it meant. "Little sister," he said. I told him to never call me that again. He was hurt by that. We drifted apart after. On the day he went back to China I cried so much, telling him I was sorry and that he shouldn't leave. He was late for his flight, so I never did find out if he forgave me or not. 
In the first year of my high school life, however, I met my first love. My first and my last. Out of all the puppy-struck crushes and boys who've left me, my first love hurt me the most. I'd love to catch up with Mark or apologize to Yangyang a million more times but I never wanted to even hear the name of the first love which died before it could even blossom. 
His name was Huang Renjun and I never wanted to see him again. 
And there he was, barely 20 feet away, sitting in one of the desks in the far corner of the room, looking down at his phone. The boy with the cat-like, sharp eyes. The boy who I managed to avoid for months.
The boy who I loved. And maybe still did. 
And he, of course, was heartbreakingly beautiful as always. 
The irony left a sickening sweet taste in my mouth. The millisecond I saw him, my legs didn’t dare move from behind the open doorway. My lips felt dry no matter how much I licked them. My hands wouldn't stop shaking no matter how hard I clasped them. My breath felt stuck in my throat as my eyes were on his figure. My heart skipped and fell like a missed step down a set of stairs. It tumbled around my ribcage and crashed so hard that I became scared that he could hear the sound of my heart falling for him all the way in the past. I was scared.
I reached for my shoulder, feeling the material of cloth and a sticker skip on my fingertips. My gaze fell to Harvey who stood behind the teacher’s podium in front of me. I tried to remember that I was here to support him. The sticker on my shoulder—the promise on my shoulder did nothing to shake my nerves away. He was staring at me with a concerned expression. A breathy apology trembled from my lips before he could draw attention to me. Before Renjun saw me.
I was scared, so I ran. 
A voice called my name, but the adrenaline kicked in too well.
“Ahn-ah, where are you going?” I turned a corner to try to escape the voice, wanting to be alone. “It’s Jeno—Jesus, stop running.”
My back hit the wall and I slid down in defeat. There was no way I was going to outrun him anyway. 
“Hi,” I said weakly, staring at Jeno’s black loafers as they came into view. He crouched down and met my eye.
“What are you doing?” That was when I noticed the red sticker placed on his chest. A dripping heart with the letters ‘DNYL’ outlined in yellow. The same one on my shoulder. “The meeting is gonna start soon.”
I scoffed. “What does it look like? I’m not going.”
“Sit properly when you’re wearing a skirt,” he said, nudging my shoulder with his as he sat down next to me. “Why aren’t you going?”
I straightened my legs, smoothing out the plaits in my skirt. “Cause I saw Renjun there.” An uncomfortable feeling shot through my chest as I said his name.
A sigh came from Jeno. “Come on, I think you really need this. If Hyuck were here, he’d agree, too.”
I cringed. “But it's just so awkward.”
“That’s only because you’re making it awkward. You always do.”
“Shut up. I don’t even know how you knew I was going to join this stupid club.”
“Aside from seeing the sticker on your shoulder while you were running away oh-so dramatically,” he let out a heavy breath. “I was the one who gave Harvey the tip to recruit you.”
I looked at him when he said that. “You what? You’re the reason why he came up to me thirty minutes ago talking about unrequited love?”
“I didn’t tell him about everything,” Jeno reassured. “You were working on your literature project, right?”
“I mean, yeah.” 
“I just said he’d be interested in talking to you. I guess he put everything together when you were probably fuming over the topic Ms. Han decided to give you—”
“I can’t believe I have to study and write about love this whole fucking year,” I grumbled. I thought to get a head start on the project today. Unfortunately, as students filtered out of the classroom, it was prime time for girls or boys to come in and meet their significant other. I felt surrounded by couples and people having flings. It didn’t help that I had to study romantic literature either. Harvey must have caught me in the middle of writing something like: I’m glad Romeo and Juliet died because they don’t have brains to figure out the other was feigning death.
“Anyways,” Jeno said. “Harvey came up to me this morning to talk to me.”
“How good could your English possibly be?” I laughed.
“It was a very broken conversation using bits and pieces of Google translate. As I was saying…he knew about, you know—her,” there was a heavy moment of silence. “He heard the rumors last year and he talked about how he wanted to help me put everything behind. He somehow knew I wasn’t over the whole getting cheated on thing, despite looking like I did. Harvey’s pretty observant, I guess.” A bitter chuckle escaped him.
“Yeah,” I said softly, almost scared that Jeno would break, seeing his sour expression. “He told me a few people inspired his idea for this thing.”
“He also told me you gave him the idea to select and invite people to DNYL,” he looked at me, searching for a reaction. “You wouldn’t have said anything if you weren’t wanting help yourself.”
“Jeno—”
“Whether you knew it or not, it was a call for help. I know you’re bitter over romance and everything, even if you can’t seem to stay away…” I elbowed him at that remark. “I think this is a good opportunity to just let everything go. DNYL is a place where we can all heal. I truly believe that. The question is if you’re gonna close yourself out from this opportunity.”
“I know I promised Harvey I would go today to see if I was into it but—” I sighed. “I don’t know if I can face Renjun if I never resolved my feelings for him.”
“You don’t have to worry about any of that,” Jeno laughed lightly. “There’s a reason why he’s there too.”
The cogs in my brain started working. For once. Why would Renjun Huang not need love?
I frowned. “There’s no reason for him to join—didn’t he have a girlfriend?” He liked her a lot.
“You still care about him, right? As a friend?”
“Of course I do, oppa. He was still a friend no matter how much I liked him.”
“So why run away? I think it’s too late for that now. You’ve already talked to Harvey and Renjun’s there because he’s hurt too. So am I. We’re all going for the same reason and you can take this time to clear everything up.”
I looked down and smiled, chuckling. “Jeno Lee, that was pretty best friend material of you.”
He stood up, wiping his hands on his pants before stretching out a hand toward me. “Didn’t you know? All my clothes are made of that material.”
I grabbed his hand and rolled my eyes. “Lame.”
“What?” Jeno helped pull  me up
“I thought we were having a sentimental moment here, but it turns out you’re still as mood-killing as ever.”
“Whatever,” he clicked his tongue. “If you think about running, I won’t hesitate to drag you back to the club room.”
The one thing that never changed since I met Jeno was his sense of humor. He was funny himself, but when he tried to make a joke it was like the air around us would cringe. Sometimes his jokes were funny, but Donghyuck told me not to acknowledge it or he would get too arrogant. Jeno was funny in the way that he was allergic to cats but had three kittens. He was funny in the way that he owned his Jenojaem nickname without complaint. He was funny in his own dorky, heartwarming way and that’s what made me grow so comfortable with him. Donghyuck was funny, but it took me two weeks to realize that he wasn’t actually bullying me and that he was just trying to be my friend. I liked Jeno’s predictability and transparency. It was different, for a change. 
Unlike other boys who always sent mixed messages.
And boys are almost never worth it. Especially boys that disappear like childhood crushes or boys that make you forget you never had a chance with them. Just like the boy who was a little too playful and sweet when he taught me Chinese. In fact, Renjun was the only boy I could ever find funnier than Donghyuck and he was the only boy that saw the lovestruck side of me. Not like he knew that, of course.
Not like he knew that.
The funny thing was, I wasn’t scared because I was hurt. I was scared because I was embarrassed I once fell in love so hard with a boy.
But once I started thinking of the smiley snaggle-toothed boy in a desperate not need for love, I decided it wouldn’t hurt to be a bit brave for once. If something happened to him, then I wanted to know. I wanted to be there for him as a friend again like he was for me when I spent a little over an hour learning a single phrase in Chinese. I wanted to get to know him again so that I could finally get to know me. It was sort of relieving to know I wasn’t the only one struggling with feelings and I guess that was Harvey's plan. 
I linked arms with Jeno, looking up to the samoyed-looking boy as we walked back toward the door I ran away from. He looked down at me with a cocked eyebrow.
“Thank you.”
“Just trying to win some brownie points before Hyuck comes back,” he gave a cheesy smile, eyes rising into crescents.
Harvey’s eyes lit up when he saw us walk in the room. 
“I was wondering if you two would show up.”
“Yeah, sorry. I had to run to the bathroom real quick and bumped into him,” I lied, peeking at the Chinese boy from the corner of my vision. 
Aside from Renjun, two more boys were in the room. One was next to Harvey and the other was sitting in front, awkwardly fiddling with his fingers.
“Oh? Jeno?” The boy who spoke had really pretty eyes. Na Jaemin. The boy with the smile. His long and curled lashes elegantly brushed his skin as he blinked. I couldn’t help but stare.
“Jaemin-ah, you’re here too?”
Na Jaemin was Jeno’s friend from his after-school academy. I talked to him a few times before since he always hung around him. But other than that, I knew him just as the rest of the school did: a flirt. A heartbreaker, they say. Always going on from one girl to the next, rejecting them left and right after leading them on. He was a total dreamboat who managed to make your heart flutter with the way he simply breathed. My classmates were head-over-heels for him, although I can’t say the same. He was charming but I didn’t want to get close to him because I was scared to have someone that charismatic and attractive around me. Jaemin could tell me to do anything and I would do it—especially with that pretty face and smile. I kept my distance whenever he was around. Something about him made me feel timid. Maybe it was the fact that I felt inferior in every way. Maybe it was because there was no way in hell a boy could be as nice as Jaemin was.
“First we go to the same hakwon and now the same club? What are we? Soulmates?” He smiled, gentle and sweet like the tone of his voice. Jaemin’s eyes flickered to meet mine. I looked away immediately, embarrassed.
“Don’t know if I like that idea,” Jeno grimaced.
“Glad to know you two know each other already,” Harvey cut in. “You guys should have a seat before I start the meeting.”
Jaemin slung his arm over Jeno’s broad shoulders, roping him into a conversation as they found a seat next to the awkward mousy boy at the front. He looked at the two energetic boys nervously when they greeted him. I barely managed to hear his name as he introduced himself in a shy whisper. 
 “Jisung Park,” he said with shaky syllables and red cheeks. The two boys gushed over how adorable Jisung was.
My eyes landed on Renjun’s lonely figure. His cheek was leaning against his palm, his other hand held the phone he stared at. He was uncharacteristically unresponsive. I didn’t see the light in his eyes with or the joking smile on his face that I fell in love with. He had AirPods in, shutting himself off from the rest of us. I was glad he didn’t notice me yet, but something about his hunched shoulders and indiscernible expression tugged at my heartstrings.
I looked back at Harvey who was focused on the clock as if counting the seconds that passed by. “There’s only six of us?”
“Sadly,” he shifted his weight and turned his attention to me. “Others weren’t so eager about this whole thing.”
“Hey, don’t be sad,” I smiled. “I think it’s better this way. We’re kinda… exclusive.” The blond laughed.
“Kind of, yeah,” he said. “Everyone else couldn’t see this helping them on their college resume, so I see why they wouldn’t waste their time here.”
“Well, I’d love to prove them all wrong,” I said, eyes floating back to Renjun’s figure. “I think what you’re doing here is amazing, Harvey.”
He smiled, genuine. “Thanks.”
Before the first meeting of DNYL even started, we were unsure. None of us knew what we were doing or where this club would go. Not even Harvey. We were all lost teenagers, searching for some sort of meaning that probably didn’t even matter. For the boy who I was talking to, it was a legacy to leave. An urge to start something beautiful. For the boy who claimed to be my best friend, it was to let go and heal. He was searching for something to replace the band-aids on the bullet wounds in his heart. For the boy with the pretty eyes and the boy with the shy smile—well, I wasn’t so sure. And I was completely lost on what my first love—the reason why I, myself, joined—was searching for.  He didn’t even look like he wanted to be here, but here he was.
Here we all were, high schoolers on a breezy autumn Friday as the leaves shifted color. We all walked through that door for a reason whether we waltzed in or ran away at first. Maybe the important part wasn’t how we came here, but the fact that we came at all. Here we all were. Despite the impracticality of the club and the burdensome feeling that everyone would know we were hurt by love in one way or another, we came.
But I didn’t know all the answers. I couldn’t even pretend to know what everyone was thinking. It would be useless if I knew them.
Answers were what I came searching for, after all.
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Wrong Number
Pairings: LawLu, ZoSan. Summary: Inspired by the prompt we all know, Person A sends a message to Person C without meaning to as they thought they were texting Person B. Warning: Tons of humour!
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“Hey, Luffy!” – Unkown number “Yeah?” – Luffy “It’s Shachi and Penguin again!” – Unknown number “Who?” – Luffy “Law’s friends!” – Unknown number “Oh hey guys! How are you doing since last time?” – Luffy “Well better, almost thought Law would kill us just by the way he was looking at us!” – Shachi and Penguin “Shishishi, I guess he’ll be over it after some time~” – Luffy “… Are you sure you never met Law?” – Shachi and Penguin “Well I only know one Torao! Why?” – Luffy “Don’t know, you’re acting as if you knew him, like, in real life.” – Shachi and Penguin “Oh really? Wouldn’t surprise me though, once I’ve been talking to this blond pineapple head at some friend’s parties and at the same time Ace was always talking to me about a Marco-guy, he even showed me some pics, but I never realized the Pineapple Head and Marco were the same person until Ace came by and finally introduced him to me!” – Luffy “… We honestly have no idea how to react to this right now.” – Shachi and Penguin
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“Blblblblbl” – Luffy […] “What’s that?” – Torao “I’m bored” – Luffy “As usual.” – Torao “Is that your new way of saying ‘hello’ now?” – Torao “Well you did say something about how I keep saying 'hello’ and 'goodbye’ all the time!” – Luffy “Right.” – Torao * “OH MY GOD” – Usopp “OH FUCK” – Usopp “OH NO THAT’S IT” – Usopp “THIS IS THE END” – Usopp “What? What’s going on?? Is everything alright?” – Chopper “I’M HURT” – Usopp “IT’S BAD” – Usopp “IT’S VERY BAD” – Usopp “IT’S VERY VERY VERY BAD” – Usopp “I’M GONNA DIE” – Usopp “I CAN SEE BLOOD ALREADY” – Usopp “OH MY GOD WHAT’S HAPPENING?? TELL ME USOPP” – Chopper “LIFE IS LEAVING ME” – Usopp “TELL MY FRIENDS I LOVED THEM” – Usopp “I’M DYING” – Usopp [Missed call] “I WANT TO GIVE EVERYTHING I HOLD DEAR TO YOU MY FRIEND” – Usopp “PLEASE TAKE CARE OF MY BELONGINGS” – Usopp “STOP A MOMENT AND TELL ME WHAT’S WRONG PLEASE” – Chopper “I CAN FEEL LIFE LEAVING MY BODY FOR GOOD NOW” – Usopp “GOODBYE CRUEL WORLD” – Usopp “FAREWELL” – Usopp “WHY CAN’T YOU ANSWER THE PHONE” – Chopper “IS IT REALLY THAT BAD DON’T DIE ON MY WATCH” – Chopper [Missed call] [Missed call] “Usopp please tell me you’re okay” – Chopper “You’re scaring the shit out of me answer” – Chopper “USOPP PLEASE ANSWER” – Chopper “Oh sorry, I was trying to fix what I broke” – Usopp “WHAT, BROKE? LIKE A BONE?” – Chopper “No, my new invention! I just walked on it and my foot hurts like hell damn!” – Usopp “… Are you really serious?” – Chopper “Well I was lazy to put on the light and had forgotten about it so didn’t see in the dark and blam” – Usopp “Oh thank God I’m glad you’re okay!” – Chopper “Hey I’m not! I just broke everything I have to start ALL OVER again! My life’s greatest achievement! And it really does hurt man!” – Usopp “Don’t ever do that to me again though. I thought you were dying for good!” – Chopper * “So how did it go?” – Franky “What are you talking about?” – Sanji “Your date! C'mon dude, we’re between guys, don’t be shy about it!” – Franky “What the fuck?” – Sanji “Would have known if I had been on a date lately” – Sanji “With a green–haired swordsman?” – Franky […] “Sorry I almost died of disgust when I read your message” – Sanji “So how did it go? What did you finally do?” – Franky “I bet you guys were all jerks at first but then finally made out” – Franky “Because you did make out right? I mean we’ve all been waiting for you to do this for so long now.” – Franky “Not that we’d want that because he’d totally be awesome – which would be don’t get me wrong – but to be honest we figured out maybe you would stop being that unbearable for once” – Franky “Damn I wish I could have come to see you guys but I had this thing at the factory to finish in time” – Franky “All of this because Paulie took his day off without telling me or Iceberg!” – Franky “I still can’t believe it.” – Franky “My boss can really be a pain in the ass sometimes” – Franky “Well enough about my stuff tell me more about last time.” – Franky […] “Sanji?” – Franky […] “What really?” – Franky […] “Don’t be such a drama dude!” – Franky “I thought we were friends!” – Franky * “I learnt there was a movie last day to go to!! I’m so sorry I didn’t know!” – Chopper “What?” – Zoro “I was so busy with the work and all!” – Chopper “I didn’t mean to let you down!” – Chopper […] “You didn’t let anyone down, don’t worry.” – Zoro “You’re not mad at me?” – Chopper “You just told me you didn’t even know!” – Zoro “Next time I’ll be there!” – Chopper “I promise!” – Chopper “I told you not to worry we weren’t even really hanging out.” – Zoro “You weren’t?” – Chopper “Yeah no one really came so” – Zoro “'Really came’? You were alone?!” – Chopper “Yeah there was only the curly-brow” – Zoro “Oh” – Chopper “Oh!” – Chopper “What 'oh’?” – Zoro “Nothing I hope you enjoyed!” - Chopper “I gotta go back to work!” – Chopper “Bye!” – Chopper “Don’t 'oh’ me what do you mean?!” – Zoro “Chopper!!” – Zoro * “[Picture MMS]” – Luffy “No.” – Zoro “What?” – Luffy “We are not adopting this cat.” – Zoro “Who says he needs adoption?” – Luffy “Its eyes. And you.” – Zoro “His name is Meatloaf” – Luffy “Don’t lecture me about his name, you’d have called him Katana and thats no better!!” – Luffy “You can’t be serious.” – Zoro “And he really loves my food!” – Luffy “We’re not keeping it.” – Zoro “We are!” – Luffy “Luffy…” – Zoro “If we do, I’ll be quiet about last time, I promise.” – Luffy “Last time?” – Zoro “Sleep over, remember? You took a pic of Sanji.” – Luffy “nO I DIDN’T” – Zoro “[Picture MMS]” – Luffy “… Okay. Alright. But it’s not going near my stuff.” – Zoro “Meatloaf may have already met your stuff…” – Luffy “Oh, COME ON.” – Zoro * “Hey Luffy! You know what’s incredible with Voldemort? That’s what he nose” – Usopp “Ahah! Great! Coming from you it’s even funnier Usopp!” – Luffy “…” – Usopp “I’m not talking to you again.” – Usopp “Ever.” – Usopp “C'mon Usopp it was your joke!” – Luffy “No?” – Luffy “Wasn’t it supposed to be a joke in the first place?” – Luffy “Wasn’t it?” – Luffy […] “… Usopp?” – Luffy
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“Hdiwjw9n8dbs. Djsjaibsu disbs eid d” – Torao “Is that a kind of code for decryption?” – Luffy “Jdbwiwbwi dieb ifbeo djsjwbe vs eiss wis” – Torao “Omg, that’s so cool Torao! I have no idea what you are talking about though” – Luffy […] “So I have replaced numbers by letters and letters by numbers” – Luffy “But that doesn’t make any sense.” – Luffy “I wanted to ask Robin I’m pretty sure she would know how to read this but she’s busy…” – Luffy “And Usopp’s not talking to me anymore…” – Luffy “I’m trying Google translation in case it’s a language I don’t know but it didn’t give anything!” – Luffy “Sanji says it’s not French.” – Luffy […] “… And you didn’t ever think that maybe it was a mistake?” – Torao “What is?” – Luffy “My late messages.” – Torao “They were?” – Luffy “Yeah. Phone typed it by itself in my pocket while at work.” – Torao “Oh” – Luffy “What?” – Torao “I’m disappointed” – Luffy “Disappointed I didn’t text you by myself?” – Torao “Nah, not to have any code for decryption. I was so excited to look for the signification!!” – Luffy “Right, of course.” – Torao […] “Hey” – Luffy “Torao” – Luffy “Yeah?” – Torao “Wanna guess my language code?” – Luffy “No.” – Torao […] “Plus, that would probably only be limited by the 'meat’ vocabulary.” – Torao *
“Tonight, your place or my place?” – Zoro “Mine. I made pastas. I’m not using your shitty kitchen again, last time was a nightmare.” – Sanji “We both know you didn’t come for the kitchen.” – Zoro “Shut up, marimo.” – Sanji
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tinykawa · 7 years
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but,,, not everyone has spanish friends to ask for a translation, or a reliable source. they want to include something thats a part of lance, what's wrong with that?
theres nothing wrong with wanting to making lance speak spanish i think its great that you want to include diversity in a fic… but if someone is just gonna translate it through google and not put any effort into it, it takes away a lot from the fic. honestly if youre gonna include wrong spanish if your fic its better to not include it at all. also, people need to understand that bilingual people, spanish-speaking or not, dont just break out in another language in an english conversation when speaking to other english-speaking people…it just doesnt work like that.
im a native spanish speaker and i speak spanish with my family and sometimes with my other spanish speaking friends if theres a word that works better in Spanish or of i jokingly insult them in spanish bc its funnier that way lmao. but ive read way too many fics where lance breaks out in random spanish when speaking to other paladins and no?? like ive legit seen people have him talk entire monologues in Spanish and let me tell you..unless someone else speaks spanish or you arent fluent in english (which lance is) most of the time you wont just break out in another language. and most people make cuban lance speak mexican spanish which have some differences in them. and honestly assuming that everyone speaks the same spanish and that youll just randomly say jaja eres un pendejo keith, perdon, es dificil cambiar a ingles is honestly kinda racist??
im sorry if this seems condescending at all because im not trying to be, im just simply stating that not including spanish in a fic if you dont know how to use it, wont ruin it. if you ever need help with spanish honestly hmu because ill be 100% okay with helping anyone out. 
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