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the-woild-is-y-erster · 6 months

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OUGH OK HI

this is kind of mostly for @chases-main-blog because you're probably the only one besides toff who'll read this but everyone's welcome xx its abt my ocs and just newsies in general btw babes so if you aint interested dont read it

ok so i got back from an airshow in my city (yes yes i know government propaganda galore, planes are cool ok) because my dad was in the air force for twenty-odd years and is a huge nerd, which he has passed on to me and my brother slightly

my point being!!

the entire tme i was thinking of. uh. basically a top gun au. of newsies. OK BUT HEAR ME OUT HEAR ME OUTTTT

(im gonna use some terms that if you didnt basically grow up on an air base like i did you might not understand but bear w me ok)so you need to trust your squadron with your life, right? what do the boroughs do? exactly. and they have callsigns in the AF (not sure abt any other branches, lmk if you have that info but i dont think they get callsigns hah boring losers >:P) WHAT DO THE NEWSIES HAVE??? STUPID NICKNAMES THAT DONT REALLY MAKE SENSE!!! DO YOU SEE WHAT I MEAN!!!!

so consider

theres no war because i say so and theye all just goofing off on base as all the different squadrons (OHGOHGOHOOHO BROOKLYN WOULD SO BE HELICOPTERS OMGGGG) and they just have a jolly old time until they get this super important super top secret mission where they all have to work together and it would be so cool

ok wait now i gotta

manhattan-F-16s, little guys that go NYOOOOM n shoot stuff

brooklyn-HH-60G pave hawks, theyre big helicopters, search n rescue (hey manhattan the calvary's comin WHO) and pararescue but they also have turrets i think and obvi everyone on board is armed so theyre like super cool

queens-A-10s cus they get to blow stuff up but theyre really slow so pick your poison, i think they'd do A-10s in the field and hang back to train on the T-38s but i know queensies would love A-10s cus they have a rotating gun on the front that shoots super fast and is just an all around cool plane ALTERATIVELY they would also be F-16s because go nyoom shoot stuff

bronx-T-38s, trainers for the big jets and only used sparingly (sorry bronx xx) i think they'd be ground control as well

harlem-C-5 galaxy, MASSIVE jet used for transportation of troops and cargo n planes n stuff and when i say massive i mean m a s s i v e like they drive wholeass tanks and jets n stuff in there, and the nose swings up aswell as the back hatch so you can just. drive straight through this giant plane, its so cool

long island-F-35 theyre pretty fast and can go pretty high so all around a good jet, not much else to say

can you tell i basically lived on base until i was like eight?

ive had a scene for if i actually wrote this stuck in my head all day abt eel n shoe and i just ughhhh ok now i have to write it but i'm gonna put a read more so if you dont want to read it you dont have to xx

a crackle and a ding came over the intercom, soft breathing following. "heya harv, it's just me n' you right now." eel rasped. harvey swallowed, bile threatening to rise in his throat.

"no no no, please-" another burst of static in his ear. "hey this is monkey to shoe, are you ok? i know-ah shit!-sorry, there's a lot goin' on, but no one was talking to ya before-?" monkey trailed off, waiting for shoe's answer. he blinked back the tears he knew were going to come, tilting his throttle up to get him higher. "i-uh, it's- it's fine, i-"

"harvey, i ain't got a lot of time, i ne-i need you to listen." eel's voice wavered, but it was still strong in harvey's ear. he nodded. "m' listenin'."

"monkey to shoe again, are-" "gimme a second, blake?" shoe snapped, maneuvering around the sky as projectiles screamed past him, missing him by mere meters. using the first name in the field was a big no-no, but it made monkey shut up, though shoe could hear him over the comms talking to the other pilots, asking if they had heard shoe as well.

his comms were messed up, he realized; he was supposed to be on a private channel with eel, and it had glitched and made it so only he could hear eel, but the entire squadron-and everyone on the ground, he thought-could hear him.

he drew in a shaky breath. "i'm here, zeke. talk to me."

eel chuckled dryly. "don't go all top gun on me, you'se the one makin it out of here."

harvey's heart seemed to stop, the air around him seeming to compress in and choke him.

"what?"

eel sighed and sniffed, the shuffling from his end telling shoe he was moving his helmet around, wiping tears. "harvey, my engine's blown and we're on enemy territory. i'm miles away from everyone else on orders from boss, it was s'posed to be a sneak attack but they got to you faster than cowboy thought-" "no, do not say what-" harvey interrupted. "harvey liam sellers, will you listen to me for once in your stupidly beautiful life?"

shoe sobbed quietly, watching his radar on his display, praying to any god who might still have love for him that it would pick up anything but the others in the squadron and the MIGs.

"we both knew deep down when we got orders i wasn't coming back from this one." eel sounded surprisingly calm for a guy who was talking about the possibility of his own death. "no, please, you can't do this to me right now, what about-" shoe sniffed, knowing he was arguing with a mind made up.

"ground control to phantom four, are you alright?" it was comforting to hear another familiar voice, the message poker carried not so much. "peachy, ground. i- everything's just kosher." harvey knew he sounded extremely far from fine, and hoped his friends on the ground wouldn't comment.

"your comms seem to be malfunctioning, i'll get saz on that asap, but are you sure-" poker seemed hesitant, like he didn't want to push buttons but was genuinely worried.

"fine, poker." shoe flipped the manual switch to cut comms with ground, before flipping it back on a moment later.

"still there?" he murmured, knowing full well there was at least twenty people besides eel who could hear him if they listened.

"never left, sweetheart." harvey almost started crying at the sound of eel's voice, and the knowledge of what he was going to say next.

"you gotta listen here, harv. you n' i both know i ain't gettin out of here alive-no, do not argue, i know you want to i know, sweetheart-you have to get home to charlie and fia, you gotta-" he swallowed, the sound audible through the headset. "you gotta tell them what happened to me, and tell them-"

the scream of a missile and the unmistakeable sound of an implosion blocked out eel's voice.

harvey's heart stopped.

"eel? eel, are you there? this is phan- phantom four to ra- raven two, are you-" the panic in his head and the pounding in his ears made it nearly impossible to see. he tried to breathe like eel taught him, but his throat seemed intent on making him stutter and practically asphyxiate.

"hoarder to shoe, what is going on? are you alright, do you need backup?" his friend sounded alarmed. for good reason, thought shoe through his panic.

"ground, i ne-i need co-ords on- on raven two, i-i've lost comms with-"

"ah, merde! harv, i'm here!" the sound of eel's voice was garbled, but it was there.

"eel? ezekiel cattaneo, where t-the hell are you? give me your coord-coordinates, i'll be right there." the relief that flooded shoe's body was instantaneous, but short lived.

"no time! they got my other engine, i've put them post on standby and i'm usin' the propellors, but they blasted those too. i think there's three MIGs, but it's hard to tell."

the sounds of the entire rest of the squadron and ground control trying to get shoe's attention faded as he absorbed the information his lover gave him.

"i know i'm goin out, so i'll say this before i die.

"harvey 'shoe' liam sellers, you are the most incredible and amazing soul i have ever had the pleasure of meeting. my life has been so much better since i had you in it, and i know charlie and fia can say the same. i need you to tell the kids i love them, and i need you to remember to take deep breaths when you get overwhelmed, okay? can you do that for me, tesoro?"

"ez, i-i-"

"i love you, you know that? you're the first man i've ever truly believed that i've loved, and the first to have loved me back." eel was clearly out of breath and choked up, but shoe could hear him as clearly as if he was standing next to him, despite the delay on the comms and the static overlaying eel's speech.

"zeke, ple- please, y-you gotta tell me whe- where you are, i can get th- there in t- time i promise, please-" harvey was sobbing. he knew he couldn't reach his lover in time before his engines failed completely, and the risk of hitting the canopy on ejection was so high there was such a slim chance of survival it was almost laughable, if shoe had felt like laughing.

"i love you, ok?" screaming missiles and static filled shoe's ears again.

he sat in shock.

"eel? c'mon, y- you c- can't do thi- this to me, baby, i-i can't..." silence and more static.

"g- ground, y-you got a- a locat- a location o -on raven two?" he muttered, his brain feeling like mush.

"negative, lieutenant."

#oops! :)#sorry not sorry #i've got the military au brainrot rn #it was all that propaganda at the airshow X(/j #i've had something like this in my head for a few days i just finally fleshed it out a little xx #lemme know if this is actually a thing i should write and you would read !!#newsies oc #ezekiel 'eel' 'zeke'#harvey 'shoe' sellers #newsies #livesies #92sies #zee's scribbles!

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sixtypackofcrayola · 2 years

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It's 💚💜 anon again, and I just wanted to say, Billy was a legend and we will all miss him dearly. I wish him the best wherever he may be and I wish his family a speedy recovery from his passing.

But I also wanted to say, im quite worried for how the show producers will handle this. Yes his loss was absolutely devastating, but a lot of people might not actually know, or even care (which would be horrible, but you never know with humanity). I'm worried that the next VA, is there even is one, will get a bunch of hate because "they don't sound like him!" Or "their voice is no where near the one before!".

It worries me a lot :[ I know some people can be just the absolute scum of the earth (Sorry, but I had to say it) and it makes me wonder how literally everyone from every side will recover from this loss.

But otherwise, yeah. I hope you and everyone who (may) reads this has an absolutely wonderful day!

i completely understand- that's been one of my worries too especially just recently when the new video about season 4 was put out. ive seen a bunch of ppl on twt also concerned for that because i agree, people can just be absolute assholes and as much as i hate to say it something like that might happen because of it. i just really hope it doesnt, its really fucking insensitive and just rude. especially back when it just happened and people go "ok but who's gonna voice ___??" just- god. at least act like you care. it hurts to see. i honestly don't care who voices macaque next yknow? as long as the ppl working on the show agree that theyre best and the person themselves has fun with the role it doesnt matter to me. billy was amazing at playing everyone he did and i get people will miss hearing him, i definitely will too, but we cant get angry at whoever steps up next just because they "dont sound like macaque from before".

people are devastated because of what happened, i know. people are gonna miss billy's work on macaque, i know. but that isn't the way to go about it. it isn't right to send hate to whoever is going to be taking up the role because they did nothing to you and caused no harm whatsoever. it's completely okay to grieve, a lot of people still are and it's very understandable, just don't do this. please. things are gonna be different, and that's something we'll have to accept, yeah?

i hope anyone who doesnt know about billy's passing by then at least gets informed, that's all i can hope for. and we've just gotta hope that the fandom is better than this, y'know? i love this fandom a lot and though there are people that are just disrespectful i hope it wont be too bad. i got hope for this fandom yknow (despite what i see on lmk tiktok,, hh.)

again, i wish the best for billy's family, friends, co-workers, etc. who are going through the loss and i send postive vibes to anyone in any of the fandoms billy has been a part of as well who miss him and his work. take all the time you need, this is hard for many. remember, billy wasn't just his work, he was a person, a wonderful one. wherever he is now i hope he's doing well and he'll always be remembered by so, so many people 💜

#lmk #lego monkie kid #macaque #lmk macaque #billy kametz #billy kametz love #💜

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a-trying-writer · 2 years

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rick boston, an old oc of mine that ive been thinking about. related to another oc, xio, but not by blood. also talking about other stuff.

its funny to me how some of my favorite characters tend to be mid-aged men, and i think there might be a psychological thing going on there, daddy issues being the biggest thing. anyway that aside, i got to thinking about him again

rick’s main story is focused on how he works as an individual, guilty with dealing with immoral and unethical experiments on human body. one of the biggest ones is xio, when she was a young child and got caught into a car accident and lost her own father. being a father himself, but divorced because he was forced to choose work over family, seeing xio in critical condition broke his heart. what’s worse was how he was the one chosen to use a highly volatile product to use on her, to see how it would go. either she becomes an abomination, or gets to live a perfectly normal life, with the gift of being able to heal incredibly fast and doesnt have to worry about health, at least physically. mental is a whole different mess.

with all this said, its easy to see that my main inspiration was resi evil, and how they go about things there. but before all this happened, the story, and the characters, took place in a post apocalyptic world, where people have become mutated, rick and xio esp. and there was a third person that was supposed to be more buddy buddy with xio, that turned into max later on in the current version.

i just keep thinking about how much fun rick is to write about, and how i wrote from ricky to r-cter, with how they have somewhat similar themes, but are complete opposites. now, after all my sr--hk focused stories, if i went back to rick, i think i can get his character down better and differently. he will always be a kind, gentle man, but will fight for his life with no hesitation, and deeply cares about xio like his own daughter. he is also a very tired, heavy smoker as he always was, with grey streaks in his brown hair.

he definitely would have a dad bod too. ha~!

but all that aside, for real, i do miss rick. he was a fun character to write, and his familiar relationship with xio always made me smile. xio struggled a lot in her own story, finding a world of magic literally, and fell in love, but lost it, its a whole thing in of itself, and how they still connect despite it all.

and if i were to go back to those stories, ill definitely explore rick, and potentially another character’s, max, for fun. the story will be so bad and so dumb, but i want to have fun writing these stories. i like stupid dumb stories that are just fun to write. thats what creating means to me.

but i will not forget some of my fanfics tho. i got a hh one still as a wip. got the ideas, just need to find the right words. hard to do that without having a, what r-cter would call, sounding board. but i mostly prefer to do it with those that understand my incoherent and dumb thoughts, that im close to, and can give me ideas and a different perspective. eldricth horror is new to me, but honestly, i also really love monsters. they are so cool~!

#Blah blah blabbity blah #im rambling and this became a spiel.#but i do have thoughts(tm).#anyway im chilling with family atm which is what i always wanted to do.#i hope things go well here for me.#but that is not related to my ideas.#lmao #eh.#heh~.

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sailfish-serum · 3 years

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H-how is this real/pos

#hi im rambling unless you want several eons of scrolling dont open the tags #i #i feel very #yes?#i dont know but there's something about missing your beloved and listening to the playlists you made for eachother n just feeling nice #yea today was shit but knowing i love them and they love me in return #i am being cringe but cringe is dead and i'm a lovestruck fool #i have #so many shitty poems and doodles and little things that remind me of them #THEY REMIND ME OF MY FAVOURITE SONNGNGMGGG MMMMMM THEY ALSO REMIND ME OF MY FAVOURITE TEA #AHHH HH H H #i never shut up about it but pLEASE #i have genuinly never been this happy before #it feels so goddamn nice i feel so loved and cared about n i just wanna hug them and hold them already for goodness sake #i can go on forever about how sweet and pretty and wonderful they are and never run out of things to say #just. everything about them. yea.#*does the cheesey teenage coming of age movie things* i DIDNT KNOW THESE FEELINGS ACTUALLY EXISTED #i dunno i just wanna send em love letters n doodle them n give them cool sticks i find n hold their hand n run my hands through their hair #ive never seen the ocean and i've always wanted to but lately i wanna kick the shit out of it for being so fucking big and making so much #space between us #gAh

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bnha-doodle-trash · 4 years

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hh i haven’t drawn much lately-- desole,,

have a messy kami sketch - i just went wild with lighting tests, really,,,

reblogs are appreciated! ^-^;

#bnha #boku no hero academia #my hero academia #kaminari denki #art #doodle trash art tag #havent seen that tag in a while hhuh--#this doodle is an attmempt to improve my art i guess??#my lighting isnt as nice as id like so i jus #also this is influenced by a music artist i like that draws their own pvs and stuff and their lighting is so co o l????#this pic makes no sense wwwww its cool though right?#watch me post and then vanish into the night once again Uwu #im sick so if my tags are a mess blame that hh #ive missed drawing kami so much www

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brothed · 3 years

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girls <3

#the tags on this post will likely be very personal and simultaneously an absolute trainwreck. i'm warning you in advance should you continue #okay first things first. i fucking love my girlfriend.#i miss her so much hhhh its only been like 10 hours and i Miss Her.#ive been feeling so romantically/emotionally unavailable but that was ths old broth. we are filled with love now.#she slept in my bed!!!!! my bed!!!!! beside me!!!! we broke my moms rules and everything!!!!#we got to laugh and whisper before we slept!!! then i got to hold her!!!! holiding a girl!!!! i touched Titty!!!!!#and we hhhhh faced each other and that was so 😍😳 and then she faced away in da middle of rhe night and that was so 😍😳#im lovesick this is so pog #such a moment.#and god. she took my cardigan home hhhh. and hhhhh i got a kiss. and hhhh half the night during the party we like sat togther in some way hh #so unapologetically tender and gay and hhhh fuCk #i am so hopelessly in love and i love her and i just want that all the time #imagine if i ever get the cardigan back or borrow it from her (even though its mine ahshs) or something #god last time she borrowed it i slept with it 😳😳😳 not like to be weird but hhngngh comfort #now would you excuse me while i lay in my bed and think about where she was and see if my bedsheets smell like her #the only issue now will be the Yearing #lovesick yearing hhhhh

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binesetakeout · 4 years

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i keep having dreams where i am meeting people that i dont know/haven’t seen in a long time and when i wake up i yearn for that interaction to have been real like its driving me nuts TWO of these dreams in a week!! ive never had such vivid interactions in my sleep

#this time i dreamt i reconnected with my old stretch teacher ms cox #i miss her so much i want to talk to her again and tell her about what ive been up to #and that id never be where i am without her influence in my life and AH #she's an older woman too and w/ covid im TT_TT please be safe ms cox #i WISH i could figure out how to find her so bad hh #even just an email would be so :D #shut up sir

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baekhyuns · 4 years

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hh . hh

#feeling so tired these days i rly feel like i lost sense of time !#just realized i hav a psych exam tomorrow which i havent been studying and missing class and dont even know what ive been learning wow #wish it wasnt like this #and my aunt would literally grab me by the throat if she knew i wasnt going to class 😔#so i cant miss much in honor of her! hh i dont even hav the stuff i hav to study #so i hav to do it last minute and just wing it oh gawd ...#miss my cats .. and my doggie .. wish they were here w me :(#its hard traveling back and forth between cities .. the drive is so long

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y4kuzas · 4 years

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tuans · 6 years

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im filled with so much love for my gf 😪🌠🧡✨💛

#hh is it normal to miss a person so much #i wish we could cuddle every night sigh #im just... the happiest ive ever been #rambles

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klaus-is-the-real-number-1 · 4 years

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I Wanna Be Adored 2 (Number 5x reader)

A/N: wowe a part 2 of my i wanna be adored fic this is also an old draft that ive finished after s1, give the first one a read x

Request: hh.. that five imagine was so soft and sweet to read, great job <3 would you ever consider doing a part two? maybe the rest of the hargreeves meeting five's s/o? feel free to skip this one. but for real, it's such a good text <33

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“I’m just not drinking as much coffee anymore.” He said matter-o-factly. “I used to not be able to sleep very well so I’d just drink a lot of coffee to keep myself awake but I guess I just don’t have to anymore. I’ve been sleeping really well recently when I’ve been with you.” You smile as you feel him gently press a kiss to the side of your head. You smile contently, beginning to close your eyes, his heartbeat sounding like sweet music to your ears.

“Five, do you have a girl in your room?” A distance voice was heard echoing through the academy.

“Shit.” He mumbled into your hair, you knew it was going to be a long day in the Academy.

Five looked around frantically, trying to decide what to do. He pulled you up from his bed, mischievous glint in his eyes as he moved quickly to the window, you shake your head, trying to let him know you weren’t going to jump out the window. Giving you a wink, he pulled you towards his closet just before Fives bedroom door swung open.

“Shit. They’re not in here Diego!” Five let out a quite breathy laugh, locking his eyes with yours. It was only in this moment that you realised your closeness, it’s not like you have never been as close to Five as you were in that moment but the small space in the closest emphasised it. Five could feel the sudden change in mood as well, slowly moving his hands around your waist.

In that moment you forgot about Fives two older brothers peering out the open window, you forgot about your exams, you forgot about everything except Five. The collision of your lips felt like a thousand lighting bolts between the both of you. You were both so horrifically in love with each other but neither of you could get the words out.

Klaus and Diego had came to the conclusion that Five and y/n had either climbed out the window or teleported away, that was until they heard a loud thump come from the direction of the closet. They both slowly crept forward before swinging the closet door open expecting to find their ‘younger’ brother. Klaus and Diego were met with nothing but a few toppled over books with no answer on where Five or his ‘friend’ were.

You collapsed back onto your bed in a flash of blue, giggling like school children giddy from a sugar rush. In the closet you’d both gotten too into the moment, Five pushing you against the side of the closet wall resulting in a bang.

“I would really like to meet your family, you know.” You say softly to him, settling into a state of calm. “So at least they know who you’re with rather than stress them out when they don’t know where you are.” His hair was silky to your touch.

“I know,” He let out an almost overdramatic sigh. “They’re strange, I don’t want to scare you off. You’re the best thing that’s happened to me.” You smile at his words but you were concerned, you knew all about Fives time in the apocalypse or at least as much as he would tell you, he would sometimes let something slip about the crippling loneliness or his time in the commission.

“I’ve been able to deal with your strange ass for the past year, I think I can cope.” You slightly shove him as you speak, admiring the way his eyes crinkle when he smiles. “Maybe if you warn them in advance, then they won’t “scare me off’ and they’ll be slightly normal?”

He seemed to think about it, for just a split second the only thing whizzing around his fast mind was the thought of you meeting his family. Every possible situation that could occur whizzed through his head, every bad situation with every one of his siblings.

“Okay.”

A shiver ran down your body as you stood at the doors of the large mansion, waiting for the right time to knock at the door, or even just to convince yourself to do it. Every time you had been to the academy no one else was home, except for Pogo and Grace of course but they never asked too many questions, or Five just blips you into his room, you’d never knocked before.

But you knew you had to do this, for Five, so his family doesn’t worry as much. You’d even put on your best pair of jeans and best t-shirt, just to hope to make the right impression to his six sibling. So despite all of the atoms in your body screaming with anxiety not to knock on the door, you banged the knocker, you couldn’t even get a third knock in before the door swung open to reveal a nervous looking Five. His face lit up when he saw you, his eyes drifting up and down your figure.

“You look nice.” He said as he held his hand out for you to take, gently pulling you into the academy.

“I do try sometimes, you know.” You squeeze his hand as you stepped inside, hearing the chatter of his siblings from the other room. Letting go of his hand, you gently lift your bag from across you. Without missing a beat Five gently took it from your hand and hung it up.

“It’ll be fine.” Five whispered in your ear as you walked into the room, reassuringly placing his hand on the small of your back. Your face instantly got red as you got closer to his siblings, all of their eyes falling on you, some giving you kind smiles while some didn’t show any emotion at all.

“Hi,” You spoke softly to the crowd, giving a soft smile. “I’m Y/n.”

“She’s my girlfriend.” Five added, moving his hand from your back to around your waist, giving it a gentle squeeze. A series of raised eyebrows erupted around the room as they all glance at each other. The room fell silent until someone finally spoke up.

“It’s really nice to meet you, I’m Allison.”

“Klaus.”

“Luther.”

“Vanya.”

“Ben also says hello.” Klaus spoke again.

“Diego.”

“Come sit down.” Allison said warmly, moving over so there was enough room for you and Five to sit down. You gladly sat down with Five squeezing next to you, his hand still resting around your waist.

“So,” Klaus said as he crossed his legs and rested his head on his hands. “How did you both meet?”

“I work at Griddy’s in between school, Five came in a lot and we just ended up talking, this was nearly a year ago now I think.” You say nervously, you gripped both of your hands together to stop them from shaking.

The mood relaxed as you all made general chit chat, asking about your ambitions and your interests, how you’re doing at school and even a little bit about your relationship with Five. Diego however, had not muttered a single word, he just kept intently staring at you, maybe trying to read you and judge your character, or maybe he was still mad about when he last saw you.

A cold breeze drifted through the room, causing you to shiver and your bare arms get goosebumps. Five ran his hand down your arm, feeling how cold you were. “Want me to get you a hoodie?” He spoke quietly to you, you shook your head no to his question, not wanting to be a bother. “I’ll get you one, you’re freezing y/n, I’ll be back in a minute” The last part was spoke mainly to the room as he stood up and started walking to the stairs only to be gone in a flash of blue.

“Diego, I’m sorry!” You spoke quickly. “I’m sorry about how Five acted with you when you saw me last, I was the one who wanted to meet you all.” You were almost tumbling over your words as they spilled out of you. “I just thought you should know who Five is with when he’s not here, I’m super responsable and always make sure he’s safe.” When you finish your face was flushed, the anxiety crept up on you as you spoke, being unable to read Diegos face.

“I appreciate that, thank you,” He said genuinely. “We just worry about him sometimes, ya know.” You nodded to his words before Five appeared before you, he was now wearing a jacket over his own hoodie and holding one out to you which you gratefully took.

“We’re going to head off,” Five said to the room, waiting for you to pull his hoodie on before pulling you up by your hand. “I’ll be back later.”

“It was nice meeting you all!” You say, you received a series of ‘you too’s and ‘come back any times’s. You walked with Five to the door before wrapping you bag back around you and leaving the academy. Fives hand was instantly in yours as soon as you were walking down the steps and out into the street, swinging it as you both walked.

“I think that went rather well.”

#number 5 #number five #number five imagine #number five x reader #number five fluff #number 5 x reader #number 5 imagine #five hargreeves x reader #five hargreeves #five hargreeves imagine #tua five #The Umbrella Academy

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bbaejohnnyluvr · 4 years

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3 is Just a Number (Chapter IV)

CHAPTER FOUR

Title: 3 is Just a Number

Pairing: Wooyoung x Female!Reader x San

Genre: Romance, BFF to lover, Eventually poly!relationship

Summary: The bond between the three of you is almost unbreakable. Wherever you go, they will follow. Wherever they go, you will join. The moment both of the guys got into a relationship, everything just got better. The three of you are happy with the current moment. That is until one of them decided to follow their own heart – and may or may not break the friendship that you have been holding onto for more than five years.

A/N: This is a bad chapter hh I’m sorry ;; Also, idk if I’m able to survive ateez’s comeback because it’s just asjkdkbdjksjk i almost cried istg

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It had been a week since the incident happened. Since then, you have been staying at Yunho’s house. He is nice enough to let you have the bed while he sleeps on the couch.

His kindness made you wonder why San and Wooyoung disapproved of him in the first place.

Ever since the first night you slept in his house, he was always available for you to rant. He also lets you cuddle with him any time you want to. Sometimes, he would place a gentle kiss on your forehead.

Just like that, you are slowly falling for him – that was what you wished to happen. But, not everything will turn out the way we want to, right?

Every time you hug Yunho while watching the television, it reminded of you and Wooyoung doing the same thing. When he gave you a peck on your forehead, you suddenly thought of San since it had always been his job to do so.

You know that you cannot deny that you miss your boys. Sure, Yunho can provide you all the warmth and affections you crave, but it’s different than the one you used to get.

You miss the smell of fresh foods on the table, cooked by San. You want to have your usual bantering with Wooyoung every day. You want to witness their childishness whenever they are being clingy with you.

You miss them so much and it hurts you so bad. However, you cannot do anything, simply because you are not ready to face them yet.

It is lunchtime, but you do not feel like eating. You were walking aimlessly around your faculty when you came across a big poster plastered against the wall – ‘PERFORMANCE ART DAY’.

Looking at the title, you are reminded of Wooyoung and San for the nth times of the day. All of this occurrence makes you forgot that they will be performing on stage soon.

You walk closer to see the date and time. Tomorrow.

Biting your lower lip, your mind starts to think about your boys. Did San get enough rest? Did Wooyoung eat properly?

It was your duty to always keep them in shape no matter how busy they are.

San tends to overwork himself without him realizing just because he wanted to deliver an amazing performance. Therefore, you had to remind him when to stop.

On Wooyoung’s side, he would practice his routine continuously, which resulted in him forgot to have his meal. Sometimes, you wonder how can a human went on a day without eating a single thing.

Just like that, it became your job to pass by his practice room to give him some food and make sure he finished everything right then and there.

It was a bad choice to look at the poster because your heart is now filled with worry. However, due to your ego, you refuse to check on them.

To get rid of the feelings, you walk away from the place and decides to focus on your class.

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The show day is finally here. Faculty of Performance Arts are busy with people here and there. Aside from the performances, they are also enjoying all the foods available at the booths nearby the entrance.

Everyone is having the time of their life, except for you, who are currently munching potato chips, on the couch, while watching television.

Yunho was about to walk towards the door but his intention got halted by your presence. He let out a sigh and leans against the wall.

“Aren’t you going,” he asked.

You know what he meant. However, you choose to ignore him and go back to your own activity.

“You can’t be like this forever, y/n.”

Once again, you pretend as if you heard nothing coming out from Yunho’s mouth. The man pulls himself from the wall and stands on his feet, both hands are now in his pockets.

“I heard that those two aren’t like how they used to be before.”

The barrier that you created earlier instantly crumbled down as soon as the sentence left Yunho’s lips. Although it is not enough to make you face him, it managed to stop you from eating junk food.

“They said that they tend to practice until late at night. Sometimes, they even slept inside the practice room. They also barely eat anything and hardly be seen together nowadays.”

If you decide to put aside your pride for a while, you would have admitted that those lines pierce your heart. They sound so exhausted, unhealthy, and sad.

You swallow down your saliva, trying to regain your composure. “They are just busy with the performance-”

“You know well that’s not the reason,” Yunho cut you off. You take a brief glance at him and you can see the seriousness on his face. His bubbly expression is gone.

He let out another sigh the moment you go back to devour those potato chips in your hand.

“I know that you’re still confused, but they need you. You guys have never been separated for too long before. Y/n, you are their strengths. I’m sure they find happiness whenever they are around you – the same happiness that you gave me.”

Your eyes widen slightly at his words before facing him. Those last bits sound a lot like a confession, and it makes you dumbstruck.

The room was quiet for a few minutes. The only noise that you can hear is the conversation on the television.

With a small smile, he walks towards you to ruffle your hair gently. “As much as you hate to admit it, you miss them a lot, right?”

You bite your inner cheek, refuse to give away to your feelings. An amused smile plastered on Yunho’s face as he watches you fighting with your own inner self.

He let go of your hair and walk towards the door. Before he went out of the house, he delivered a few sentences that leave you speechless.

“One more time. Give them back their happiness one more time, and show me again your smile – the genuine smile.”

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Somehow, you end up queueing up in front of the hall where the dance will be held. As expected, there will be a lot of people wanting to watch the show.

You were about to take out your wallet to buy a ticket. However, the woman in the booth is faster than you. She hands you a ticket with a smile, leaving you confused.

As far as you know, you did not mention the number of tickets you need. Well, you are alone. But, what if you are here with someone else and the person did not know that?

“It’s y/n, right? This is the ticket reserved for you,” she said.

Although you are still clueless, you take the ticket from her and mutter a soft ‘thank you’. You flip the ticket around and you saw a note that instantly makes you smile.

“It’s not much but we hope you will enjoy the show. We love you – WooSan”

You forgot how sweet both of the boys can be towards you. No wonder everyone love them a lot. They deserve all the love and happiness in the whole world.

Without further ado, you enter the hall and look around for your designated seat, just to find out that it is nearby the stage.

As you sit down, you can see that you are near the stage where you can clearly see the performance. Unconsciously, a soft smile forms on your face.

They even thought about the position, huh, you thought.

A couple of minutes have passed and the show finally starts. The light slowly dims itself and you can hear the music starts to play.

You watch as one by one enter the stage with their dance routine. The way they move their body matches the rhythm of the music perfectly. It is mesmerizing to watch.

Suddenly, your eyes fell on a familiar figure. One of the person you have been missing. Choi San. He is moving gracefully on the stage as if he is in his own world.

He was making a turn when his gaze fell on you, resulting in his eyes widen and almost fall down on the floor. But, being one of the best dancers, he manages to cover up his mistake.

You were panic for a while, yet you quickly regain your composure once he continues his dance routine.

The performance resumes until it reached the end. Everyone in the hall claps their hands loudly, delighted by the performance.

Not long after that, the next group was called up to take over. That is when you saw the one and only, Jung Wooyoung.

Seeing him reminds you of that time when you asked him the reason he is not in the same team as San’s.

“First, I know I can't keep my hands to myself if he's around. Also, our style is different. He prefers energetic, while I’m more to sensual.” Those were his responses to your question.

The only difference between San’s and Wooyoung’s stage is that he is already looking at your way. San must have informed him about your presence.

His gaze is a mixture of anger and longing, and it pierces your heart.

The music starts and they all start to move according to the beat. Your eyes stuck on Wooyoung as you watch his body flows perfectly to the music. He is a great dancer, just like San.

On stage, he is not the prankster annoying Wooyoung that you know. He is just, Wooyoung.

Without realizing, a tear escaped from your eye. You did not know that watching them grow up while doing what they love can make you feel proud and happy.

Memories of the three of you suddenly came into your mind. All those happy, sad, mad, and crazy moments. You remember everything – and you want to experience it once again with them.

When Wooyoung’s team ended their performance, you had to excuse yourself to the washroom. You turn the tap and wash your face with the water.

If only, if only you are willing to put your ego aside, you would have gone back to them. But, you are not ready to face them. For you, the thing that happened between the three of you is too much.

With an exhausted sigh, you get out of the washroom, just to found two young males leaning against the wall.

Your eyes immediately study their features. Due to the distance between you and the stage earlier, you can barely see the flaws on the boys’ faces.

But now, you can see how swollen their eyes have become. Even though they are wearing makeup, their eye bags are still visible to you. Their lips look dry too. It is obvious that they did not take care of themselves.

“Have you been well?” San’s question breaks the silence between you guys. Likewise, you did not respond verbally, so you just nods your head.

“How was the performance,” the younger male asked. You look at him and force a small smile on your face.

“It was nice. Good job.”

The surrounding become quiet once again until San decided to speak up.

“We miss-“

“Don’t.” You cut him off. You know what he was about to say, but that is the last thing you want to hear coming out from his mouth.

“Why? We can’t miss you now? Is that it?” As always, Wooyoung’s sudden outburst never fail to make you feel irritated.

“You can, if it’s just a friend. But, it’s not just a friend, is it? You can’t love someone else more than that when you both already have each other-“

This time, Wooyoung decided to interrupt you. “Where is the rule that says you can’t have a relationship with more than one person?”

You took your gaze away from Wooyoung as you bite your lower lip. San who has been watching your actions move closer to you.

Just by looking at you, he can sense that you are keeping something inside your heart and mind, and he needs to know about it.

“What exactly are you thinking, y/n?”

Your head hang low. The frown on your face clearly shown that you are still puzzled with everything that had happened.

You play with your fingers as you contemplates if you should or should not let your guard down – and the earlier won.

“I… I don’t want to be labelled as a stealer. Besides, this thing is… rare.”

Wooyoung softens listening to your reasoning. He did not know you would feel that way when San told you about their feelings towards you.

He thought that you are disgusted with the idea. He bite his inner cheek and clenches his fist. He is mad at himself for misunderstanding you.

In contrast, the older one chuckle to himself softly before standing in front of you and pat your head.

“But, don’t you think it’s special because this kind of relationship is rare?”

You puffs out your cheek a bit, but did not give any responds to him.

“Also, you aren’t a stealer. I told you, that we both love you and it’s solely on us. You did nothing wrong, my princess.”

It is understandable when a blush suddenly crept onto your face. No, it’s not peculiar for San use nicknames to call you. But, it is the first time he called you like that ever since that day.

Wooyoung squints his eyes a bit as he witness how shy you suddenly become. To say that he is jealous, well, yeah, he is, a bit.

Even though you tried not to be biased with any of the boys, he still envy San for having it easy. It feels like San knows what you feel and think – And that, annoys him slightly.

Without wasting any chance, he grabs your hand and put it against his face, his eyes lock with yours.

“Just come back home. We miss you. We rarely went back just because you weren’t there.”

You wanted to pull away but instinctively, you begin to caress Wooyoung’s face with your thumb. It is still soft, just like how you remembered.

You were lost in your thought until Wooyoung lean to your hand even more. Quickly, you take your hand away from his face, startling not only him but also San.

“I’m sorry, boys. But, I think I need more time.”

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☠ and ♥ for margaret beaufort, ♥ elizabeth of york, ☾ and ★ henry vii, ★ margaret tudor

🌹 Hey there, thank you so much for your ask! Under the cut because it got long! ask me a headcanon

Margaret Beaufort

☠ - angry/violent headcanon: This is the thing, though. I don’t think Margaret was an angry or violent person! She’s earned a reputation as a demanding and somewhat strict mistress but all of her household servants were fond of her. Fisher said that ‘of marvellous gentleness she was unto all folks, but specially unto her own, whom she trusted and loved right tenderly. Unkind she would be unto no creature, or forgetful of any kindness or service done to her before’. Likewise, sometime later, a former servant of hers, Henry Parker, referred to her as ‘my godly mistress the Lady Margaret’. There were always fun pastimes at her house though eventually she would pull out her bible lol There’s the time she was visiting one of the colleges she founded in Cambridge, Christ’s College, and a dean was beating one of his pupils and Margaret saw it from a window and shouted: lente, lente! (gently, gently!).

I’d say that one thing that made her blood boil, though, if there was any, was her sense of justice. Fisher commented that ‘it is not unknown how studiously she procured justice to be administered by a long season so long as she was suffered’. We saw her unwavering determination in trying to get her son’s lands back to him, but we also see this trait in the fact that she was authorised to settle disputes and administer justice on the king’s behalf in the midlands. Apparently, the jail in her house of Collyweston was occasionally in use (*eye emoji*). She also tried to make the king of France pay her the debt that was owed to her family since before she was born, and for that reason she travelled to France in 1502 when she was 57 years old!

♥ - family headcanon: Maggie B loved a full house! Even before she was the king’s mother her house had always been full of people visiting, notably her half-siblings, the St Johns, and her half-brother, Sir John Welles. She sought the advancement of her nieces and nephews: one of her nephews, Sir Richard Pole, married Margaret of Clarence, for example, and her nieces Elizabeth and Eleanor St John were raised in her household. The king paid for the festivities of Elizabeth St John’s wedding. It seems Margaret was greatly interested in the future of children, including her royal grandchildren: she constantly brought them presents, and it seems she rewarded the queen’s midwives after each birth. We know that she paid for servants to go to Queen Margaret in Scotland so as to bring her news about her granddaughter. All-in-all she was the biggest gemini who liked being surrounded by company and knowing all that was going on with her family.

Elizabeth of York

♥ - family headcanon: We know Elizabeth was very close to her children, but she was also very close to her sisters (she paid them pensions even after they were married and even looked after their children, Katherine’s in particular) and that’s why I think Princess Katherine was named after her sister Katherine of York, rather than after Princess Catalina. Katherine of York was the chief mourner at Elizabeth’s funeral which implies she was with Elizabeth when she died and possibly with her sister during her niece’s birth. That she was attending the queen is also possible given that her husband was imprisoned at the time under suspicion of plotting with Edmund de la Pole. So, most likely Katherine of York was princess Katherine’s godmother, and we know that according to tradition the godparents were the ones to name the child during the baptism/christening. Elizabeth of York had known her sister Katherine all her life. In comparison, Elizabeth of York knew Princess Catalina for a total of two weeks at most. Also, compared to Katherine of York, it is unlikely that Catherine of Aragon attended the princess’s baptism at the Tower.

Henry VII

☾ - sleep headcanon: In my modern AU Henry VII goes to sleep very late and wakes up very early and is borderline insomniac lelel Ok, this is largely based on his reputation to be a workaholic but I’m not pulling this headcanon out of my arse: Henry VII was greatly relieved when they finally captured Perkin Warbeck because he had not been able to sleep very well (and was probably suffering from some sort of anxiety disorder). After Warbeck surrendered, Henry claimed that at last he had been ‘cured of those privy stitches which ... had long [been] about his heart and had sometimes broken his sleep’.

★ - sad headcanon: Whyyy would you ask for a sad headcanon hhh almost all of Henry’s life was sad! That’s the thing about him, though, he is a tragic figure, especially because there was a moment in her life where he finally got to be the hero and then everything started slowly crumbling down. We know how miserable he was after the deaths of Prince Arthur and Elizabeth (and presumably, Jasper), but many people don’t realise that starting in 1499 Henry lost many friends and loyal supporters who had been following him since his days in exile. Cardinal Morton, arguably a father figure, died in 1499; Reginald Bray, a friend and the head of the king’s fiscal policies so far, died in 1503, not long after Elizabeth of York. Daubeney, which people have called to be the equivalent of what William Hastings was to Edward IV, Henry’s Lord Chamberlain, fell ill whilst travelling with the king and died shortly after in 1508. Richard Pole, the king’s cousin and who had also served as his chamberlain for some time, died in 1504 (if I’m not mistaken). In short, Henry VII progressively lost all of his friends at the same time when he was also losing many members of his family. Henry VII’s last years were nothing short of tragic; I think he had always been a lonely child, and then as he got to the end of his life he must have felt like that lonely child again.

Margaret Tudor

★ - sad headcanon: I headcanon Margaret as the biggest daddy’s girl hh and from what we got from her letters as soon as she went to Scotland, she was homesick, but above all missing her father! I think losing her mother must have been a terrible blow to her (from Elizabeth’s accounts it seems they were constantly together by the time of her mother’s death), and then she had to be separated from the one parent that was left to her. From her letters it seems she was also saddened by what she perceived as James’s lack of interest in her: she goes on to say something along the lines of the king doesn’t pay attention to me as he should, that is, she was used to seeing her father the king paying a great deal of attention to her mother the queen, and thought that was how marriage looked like. Many people think that Henry VIII sought in his successive marriages what his parents had but I think that Margaret (and Mary) also wanted to have a marriage similar to her parents’.

Thanks for sending your ask! ❤️️🤍

#sanssremovyr #headcanon meme #margaret beaufort #elizabeth of york #henry vii #margaret tudor

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