#You know. Not to care about workers on main anymore bc everyones talking about the eeevil incompetent union or anything | Explore Tumblr Posts and Blogs

dreamescapeswriting · 3 years

Text

Winter Wonderland ~ KTH, BC [Request]

WORD COUNT: 2.7K

GENRE: Fluffy, angst, fluffy ending

PAIRING: Taehyung x Fem!Reader x Platonic!Bang Chan

A/N: I hope this is okay for you my sweet sweet anon

A winter wonderland award event seemed like one of the greatest ideas in theory but now that you were standing outside in a dress it wasn't so much anymore. You worked for an event coordinator company and you were in charge of holding events for different companies. It was mostly small events for one company this was going to be one of the biggest things you'd help organise. A huge company party with different companies ranging from SM, JYP, BigHit, and so many others. Along with all of their idols that wanted to attend the party which was why you were standing outside in the freezing cold. Keeping watch on all of the attendees at the party, making sure everyone who was meant to be there was there. With the help from security guards and other workers from your company.

Outside there was a huge red carpet that was under a long canopy so that the snow wouldn't hit the guests or the photographers that were there to take photos of everything. Only authorised paparazzi were allowed to be in the area, anyone without a name badge was kicked out on the spot.

"You look cold," You jumped a little when you heard the voice of your best friend come from behind you and then a blazer was wrapped around your shoulders. You smiled as you looked up at Chan who had come outside when he noticed you still hadn't ventured inside of the venue yet. The two of you had been best friends since you'd met almost 7 years ago, the both of you had moved to Korea at such a young age it made sense for the two of you to become friends.

"Thanks, Chan," You sighed in relief snuggling into the warmth of his jacket then remembering that would leave him without one,

"Won't you be cold?" You questioned turning to look at him, he was standing in nothing but some suit trousers and a dress shirt, his bow tie tilted to the side which made you giggle a little.

"No, I'm fine. I don't even feel it," He laughed as he looked at you still shivering away as you tried to make sure everything was going according to plan.

"Relax, everyone loves it inside," He told you as you reached up to start straightening the bow tie he was wearing, cameras flashing instantly as they all caught the two of you together. There had been multiple rumours about your friendship being more than a friendship but it couldn't have been further from the truth. Besides the fact that you saw Chan as nothing more than a brother, you were also dating somebody else. Someone that you had to keep so under wraps hardly anyone except you, him and Chan knew about it.

"Is Taehyung having a good time?" You asked as you moved away from him not wanting the articles to have too much to work with on their fake rumours,

"Seems to be, think he misses you though." Chan chuckled as he remembered seeing Taehyung looking for you the entire time. Taehyung and you had been together just short of six months and the relationship was perfect. The two of you had met at one of your events when he thought you were a new idol that not many people knew about which lead to him asking you out on a date when he finally realised you weren't. Dating idols wasn't forbidden in your contract but it was in Taehyung's that he wasn't allowed to date idols or anyone for that matter. BigHit had a dating ban on the boys but it didn't stop them from dating or asking those they wanted to out on dates.

"I'll be in soon, just have to make sure everything is okay out here-"

"Y/n. Everything is fine out here, go inside. Get a hot chocolate and relax." He whispered as he realised you would just keep putting it off going inside whenever you could, always making up some excuse to stop yourself.

"There's no paparazzi in there, there's just all of the idols and managers...No one is going to care if you and Taehyung are seen standing next to each other and dancing." Chan smiled as he said all of this to you but inside he was jealous of your relationship with Taehyung. He would never do anything to ruin the great thing you had going but it didn't stop the strong feelings that he had for you. For the longest time he had been in love with you, at first, he thought it was some silly crush that would fade with time but as time went on he realised the feelings weren't going but you didn't feel the same. It was just something that he was going to have to deal with and as long as you were happy with Taehyung that was all that mattered to him.

"Fine," You mumbled handing over your clipboard to one of the guards and headed inside.

The whole venue was done out to make it look like a winter wonderland, there was fake snow constantly falling from the beams, then there were different small vendors set up around the venue. All of them winter-themed and made to look like the idols were out at a Christmas or winter market.

"You went all out, it looks fantastic," Chan whispered as he linked your arm with his and walked you through the venue trying to find where Taehyung was but he had already seen you. Watching from the distance as Chan held onto you and kept you wrapped up in his own jacket. Jealous bubbled up inside of him as he watched the two of you walk towards a hot chocolate booth.

"Go and talk to her, she's your girlfriend," Jimin mentioned as he noticed where Taehyung was looking. You were standing there in a red and white dress that had different fake diamonds all along the bodice of it which in turn make everything reflect off of you.

"She's friends with him, what if I go over and make it obvious that I know he has a crush on her," He mumbled throwing down the food he had been eating onto the plate and sitting back in his chair. Taehyung would have been an idiot if he didn't see the way that Chan looked at you, it was as if you were the only person in the room and Taehyung only knew that because that was how he looked at you.

"Just go over and kiss her, I'm sick of hearing you complain about how much you've missed her." With a quick shove of Taehyung's chair, he was up on his feet and making his way over to you and Chan.

"I told Felix to add some salted caramel chunks to his brownies, make sure he listens to me," You whined as you playfully pushed Chan's chest,

"Hey baby, I missed you." Taehyung locked eyes with Chan as he pressed a small and gentle kiss on your exposed shoulder. Silently making it known that he was there now and Chan didn't need to be but Chan didn't move.

"Hi, we were just talking about Lix's brownies. Remember the ones took to you at work the other day?" Taehyung nodded his head as he remembered, it was some of the best baking he'd tasted,

"It was the best baking I've had, which was how I knew you didn't make them. Tell Felix we all said thank you?" He asked Chan who nodded as he avoided his eye contact.

"Sure, I'll go and find him now..." As Chan turned to leave you frowned,

"I thought we were getting hot chocolates and going to dance?" You felt Taehyung tense up beside you, you turned to look at him and Chan just cleared his throat.

"I should go and find the boys, I'll see you later." Without giving you a chance to protest against him he was gone and out of your sights.

"What was that about?" You questioned Taehyung as you looked into his eyes wondering if he had done something to Chan when you weren't around but Taehyung shrugged his shoulders. Pulling you towards the dance floor so that he could finally be close and alone with you. He placed one hand on your waist and held your hand in his free one,

"I've missed you," He whispered as you began slow dancing to one of the songs that were playing, you smiled as you felt the butterflies go wild in your stomach,

"I missed you too, I'm sorry I was so busy this week but with the planning-" He leant forward to kiss your lips softly and shook his head,

"You did a fantastic job, I'm proud of you." He whispered as he turned you out of his arms only to pull you back once again, smirking as you glared at him for kissing you in public.

"Baby someone could see," You whined as you looked around you both nervously hoping that nobody had seen him kiss you but he just let go of you.

"But you don't care if you're seen with Chan." He snapped at you, his voice was a little loud as it gained the attention of people around you. You smiled awkwardly as you took hold of his hand pulling him off the dance floor and in the direction of the toilets. Chan looked up when he heard his name being called out, he stared at you as he watched you dragging Taehyung out into a hallway,

"What's your problem Tae? You know me and Chan have been friends for ages that's why we can be seen together-"

"Neither of you are doing something about the rumours...." The tone in his voice changed completely from anger to sadness and you felt your heart sink a the thought of him thinking there was something going on behind his back.

"Tae-"

"You never deny the dating rumours! You only make them look more true when you're standing so close or acting like a couple! Do you have any idea how it makes me feel?!" People were all turning to look at you now as they heard Taehyung raising his voice again, his face turning red as he got angrier with the fact that you were so oblivious to it all.

"Do you really not see the way he looks at you?! The way he's always lingering after you?!" You shook your head as he continued to list of all of the different reasons he knew that Chan liked you. Trying your best to ignore them since Chan had always been one of the best friends in your life.

"He's my friend Tae, we've been-"

"Friends since we both moved here, he's always been there for me and you're blind if you don't see it." He finished off as he moved away from you, ignoring your calls for him to stay by your side.

"I don't want to hear it. Go and kiss Chan, go and be all couple-like with Chan. I don't care anymore." He mumbled as he walked through to the main hall leaving you alone.

Tears welled up in your eyes as you stood there watching him walk away from you, you stopped once you saw some idols coming your way and headed towards a staircase to sit down and cry to yourself.

"I thought the princesses were supposed to be happy at the balls," You heard the thick Australian accent you love so much say before you felt someone sit down beside you on the step.

"Hey," You mumbled laying your head on his shoulder as he wrapped his arm around your back, pulling you closer to him.

"Why are you crying at your own party?" You scoffed at the question and rolled your eyes,

"It's not my party, it's the companies...Tae and I had a fight." You mumbled taking tissue from his hands and wiping your eyes carefully trying not to ruin the makeup you had on.

"What about? I heard him yelling but I didn't know what it was all about," You rolled your eyes as you looked at Chan,

"He's convinced you like me in any other way than a friend," That was when Chan's mouth shut and he stayed silent. Your heart raced with anxiety as he continued not to deny what you had said to him and he bit down on his lip,

"Y-Y/n we've been friends for a while and I wouldn't say anything if it meant making things weird between us." He whispered as he looked at you, that was when it hit you. Everything Taehyung had said was right. Chan did have a crush on you.

"Chan you know I see you-" You tried to speak but he cut you off with a weak smile,

"Like a brother I know, which was why I never told you," He admitted as he looked up at you, your heart sinking as you realised this could potentially ruin the friendship between you.

"W-Will we be okay? I mean as friends?" You questioned as you looked up at him, he smiled weakly once again and nodded.

"Maybe now I know the rejection is real I can move on...You should go and find Tae." He told you as he got up from the step, holding out his hand for you to take.

"You okay?" You questioned as you looked at him, searching his eyes for a real answer and he nodded his head.

"I will be...I knew before that nothing would happen. Let's just pretend it never happened?" You smiled weakly this time but nodded your head at him, hoping that the two of you could continue to be friends even after this came out into the open.

Taehyung saw you coming towards him and he bit down on his lip since he'd been yelling at you and stormed off he'd been feeling guilty for it. He trusted you with his life and he knew you would never do anything to hurt him but with the jealously he was feeling he couldn't help it. Deep down he knew there was nothing you nor Chan could do about the rumours and he would have to deal with it.

"I'm Sorry-"

"I'm sorry-" You both said in unison as you stood in front of him, your body feeling warm as you got embarrassed in front of the BTS boys who were all watching you closely. Taehyung glared at them and took you into the same space you had been when he had yelled at you before,

"How long have you known that he liked me?" You questioned as Taehyung locked eyes with you, he bit down on his lip realising what he had just done, almost ruined a perfectly good friendship because he was feeling slightly jealous. He swallowed the lump that was starting to form in his throat and he scratched the back of his neck nervously,

"Since I saw the way he looked at you." He mumbled looking down at the floor, you stepped forward as you titled his head up to look at you again. Shaking your head at him as you leant forward to kiss his lips softly. Even if Chan had told you before now you could never see him as anything but a baby brother to you,

"There is nothing on this earth, no one on this Earth that could come between us...You know that right?" The words sounded too good to be true as he looked at you but he nodded his head looking at you as he bit down on his lip.

"I'm sorry," You smiled weakly at his apology but snuggled your head into his chest as he hugged you tightly, his arms wrapped around your waist as he laid his head on top of yours.

"I'll make it up to Chan, I'll take him out on a guys night or something," He whispered to you, trying to prove to you that he would try where Chan was concerned.

"Okay baby, okay." You whispered to him, kissing his chest as you looked up and over into the main room where everything was happening.

"We should go and finish dancing before the night ends...After tonight and tomorrow, I have another event to start planning." You pouted as you leant up on your tiptoes to kiss his lips again pulling away as you walked in the direction of the main hall. You waved over at Chan who smiled back at you, waving at Taehyung who sent him a small smile.

Tagline: @lyoongx @mitzwinchester @fan-ati--c @kneel-begyourpardon @taestannie @rjsmochii @bisexualmess007 @innersooya @sw33tnight @sweeneyblue1 @jin-from-the-block

94 notes · View notes

moldy-mold · 3 years

Text

Hello! It’s already May... Life updates - a roller coaster of emotions

A tempestuous, tearful April... Aghh the struggle has not eased up a bit. Living is just too expensive to be shouldered by part-time wages, meager freelance, and fickle confidence. My parents are disappointed - I’ve always tried to dodge the questions about my uncertain future. After all, I don’t have any answers.

What nearly broke my spirit was the humiliating scolding I received on my birthday. “You’re almost 30. Stop playing around at the cafe, don’t you know your bank account is nearly empty? How will you pay for this? If you can’t afford car insurance then just bike to work!” I didn’t even have time to think about how inconsiderate that was. In a daze, I hung up and went to my second part-time job that day.

Well, Dad, those are the questions I asked myself every single day. All I can do is keep trying even if you don’t believe in me. Because, despite everything, I still believe in myself.

Nothing good will come out of asking these punishing questions. I don’t know if things will get better or worse. Just gotta do what I can to get by as a small creature existing in this universe.

I learned to stop blaming myself for not being successful. Given the circumstances, I think the odds are stacked pretty high against most of us right now.

“Banish the nonsense. Some questions will ruin you if you are denied the answer long enough.” - Annihilation

I’ve begun my investment journey! After studying how it all works I have come to understand the value of investing. It was one of my resolutions for this year and I’m glad I’ve achieved it.

My brother, a crypto enthusiast, knows my monetary plight and has been helping me out in the weirdest ways.

6 am text: “Hey Sis, you got $1000? Put it into Dogecoin... like NOW.”

I don’t like doing these kinds of high-risk-high-reward investments but what the heck, I was desperate. I applied for an account that can trade crypto.

In the end my account got rejected (there was no explanation) and I gave up. Because of course that would happen lol.

“Hey, do you have time to talk about the future?” “UM... are we breaking up???” “LOL don’t say it like that!”

My roommate / best friend decided she wanted to move to her own place and find her own way in life. Of course, my fragile heart, still tender from the previous month’s beating, took it very personally. I was reassured it wasn’t my fault - there are plenty of other valid reasons why.

We’ve been sharing an apartment for 6 years now, and although I knew it would happen someday, it was quite shocking to hear it being said to me in reality. At first, I laughed it off because I’ve been dreaming about moving out of the country anyway and it all works out. I’m an introverted, neat-freak, homebody! It’s perfect! But after a very pensive shower, I realized that I’m actually terrified to be without any companionship. Either way, I have to put my feelings aside because I don’t wanna hold her back from her dreams. I may have trouble accepting it now but hopefully I can genuinely be happy for her in time.

The Plant Life Please welcome Rokurou, the newest addition to my jungle.

It’s been a few weeks and he totally ate bugs already lol. Nice! I was thinking the smaller traps wouldn’t catch anything, but it turns out they’ve been doing the most work. The larger traps can’t catch ants or tiny gnats. They just crawl out after the trap snaps shut.

This venus fly trap is rather picky about what water he gets so I’ve been out there collecting rainwater in buckets JUST for him! Kind of a pain, but I will do whatever it takes to keep him alive.

It was a very tiny dream of mine to collect and care for carnivorous plants. If the shop had more varieties, I would probably buy them all.

I thought I was gonna die... Hostess for a day. One day while working at the cafe, this old Chinese man came in asking how much I made here. Then he told me if I work as a hostess/front desk person at his restaurant (which was next to the cafe, by the way), he will pay me more than the cafe. He slipped me $5 to go see him after my shift at 9pm. It was soooooo sketch. But I went anyway to at least hear him out after telling my roommate and my parents where I was going. You know... in case I die.

Luckily I didn’t die. It was a normal Chinese restaurant. I met the staff and they were all super cool and the mysterious old man goes by Mr. Lin.

Mr. Lin was very chill about it. He said I can have a trial run after my bakery shift on Saturday. If I don’t like it, I can just tell him no and he will pay me for my time.

I knew it was a bad idea to take another shift after a long shift at the cafe but I did it anyway. It was BUSY. Too busy for anyone to teach me how to be a hostess so I literally just had to guess what I’m supposed to be doing. It was kinda obvious though, showing people to their tables. I picked them at random bc I didn’t know if there was a method to seating people or not.

There are three different menus: Chinese, Korean and English and they’re ALL different. Depending on the nationality of who walks in, I have to decide for myself which menu to hand out. Uhhhhh despite being Asian myself, I cannot tell the difference between Korean and Chinese people lmao so I have to keep awkwardly asking people which menu they want. *screams*

The manager, Vincent, is so OP though. He knows exactly which menu to get every time. I was like HOW DO YOU KNOW?? He only responded with “working in the business for 24 years.”

Anyway, it was a long and confusing night of people thinking I am a waitress and me not knowing where the spoons are. But I don’t think this job is for me, even if it pays a lot.

There sure is plenty of demand for part-time food service workers and zero demand for full-time graphic designers... sigh. My journey doing random jobs in 2021 continues.

My brother graduated pharmacy school last week. In our culture, the older sibling’s shoulders is where all the expectations should rest. Maybe in another AU I would feel small and inferior to my younger and more successful sibling. But I don’t feel anything like that. In fact, if he can take care of my parents while I’m trying to figure out my own life, then I’m just more grateful to him. Maybe my parents don’t expect anything of me anymore, which is okay. Either way, my brother and I have each other’s backs.

Berseria I went into it with ZERO expectations because of its infamous predecessor, but I have come out pleasantly surprised. I liked it more than I thought. I’m at the end but I’m not done with the story yet.

I remember expressing my utter confusion about Zesty and everyone was like “play Berseria, it will answer a majority of your questions.” And boy, it did and I’m so glad. I loved all the throwbacks and references and lore that had to do with the previous game. Like, they really had something interesting going on here but it never quite came to fruition last time.

Is it just me, or did it take a very long time to understand all the battle mechanics? Like... I didn’t get the hang of the game until we got to Meirchio. Now I am quite good at playing Rokurou, my main. And it feels way more fun. I usually like mage characters in the old tales games but tbh I wasn’t really into it this time.

After we finish Bersy, we will be moving on to Xillia 2, our final Tales game! Gaius, I’m coming for you.

Xenoblade At the same time, I am also finishing up Xenoblade after spending nearly a year on it. I have weeks where I’m just grinding the side quests to unlock the skill trees. When I’m down, traveling and exploring in this game puts my worries to rest. Really though, the maps are so beautiful... And the music! T_T

This is one of the few games where I like every character pretty much equally, though Dundun and Riki win by just a little bit.

That’s it for now. Thanks for being here!

#diary

15 notes · View notes

bxcksdoll · 5 years

Text

You’re mine, forever and always

Pairings: Steve Rogers x reader, Thor x reader

Summary: Y/N breaks up with Steve around the time of Age of Ultron because he’s constantly neglecting her. She becomes much closer with Thor while Steve watches from afar, regretful of losing the love of his life. When he goes back in time to deliver the infinity stones to where they belong, he decides to give past! Y/N a visit...

Warnings: starts off noncon, dark!steve, abusive, harassment, blood

A/N: i had this fic idea and decided to collab with @xmarveled bc she’s my main girl❤️ and then @darkficsyouneveraskedfor announced they were doing a writing challenge so we decided to input this!!

To say you were feeling lonely was an understatement - you preferred to think of it as utterly and miserably neglected by the man who held your wholesome, lovesick heart in his hands. For the past couple of weeks, you had felt increasingly distant from your boyfriend, Steve Rogers. Tonight wasn’t any different. However, tonight was even worse.

Tony was hosting one of his prominent parties which consisted of other celebrities, journalists, government personnel and, of course, Avengers. As you glanced around the room, Steve could be seen chatting with overly glamorous women, at almost every minute of the night; this made you sick to your stomach, ashamed and disappointed that he was the man you called your boyfriend.

The night had started off well - or so you had thought. Before everyone began to arrive, a sense of hope soared through you that you and Steve would resolve whatever had affected your relationship, lately. You had no idea, yourself, why Steve had been distant but you were too scared to ask incase it would start an argument and he would leave you.

However, now seeing him throw himself at these women made you question your previous restrain on the topic. After this party, you knew you had to confront him, he couldn’t expect you to stay with him after obviously neglecting you and going for other women.

A pang if sadness hit your chest and made your stomach fall to the floor. You recalled how you felt a couple of hours ago: you spent hours choosing your dress, styling your hair and doing your makeup. You made sure to pick more of a 40s-style dress in the high hopes that Steve would notice and praise you for it. However, it was clear to you now that he didn’t care how much effort you had put in.

After you dressed yourself up, you strutted down to the party. To your luck, you had received many numbers of compliments and stares from people around the room. However, none from Steve. He spotted you as you walked in from across the room, gave a tight smile but then carried on with his convocation with Bucky and some women (who were clearly all models).

This neglectful greeting sank your heart to the ground floor, your breath left your body in disbelief. Quickly, you regained yourself and made sure no one noticed the glossy way that your eyes sparkled more than usual. For most of the night, you had stayed by Natasha and Wanda, unable to bring yourself to face your boyfriend. You had nothing to say to him and he, clearly, felt the same.

As the end of the party neared, Natasha had been whisked away by some government worker who she was trying to get information from whilst Wanda left with Vision to have some privacy on the balcony.

You sat alone and distraught, at the bar, sipping on a drink which you didn’t even remember ordering - you were too focused on Steve to remember even asking. The way his eyes crinkled with laughter when one of the many women would say something funny - the same way he used to laugh at your jokes - or the way he would subtly lay a hand on one of the women’s arm in the same way he did with you.

The only thing stopping you from marching straight over there and picking a fight right there was your knowledge of how many journalists there were at the party. You couldn’t cause a scene without it being big news headlines the next day. So, instead, you sat alone at the side of the bar, staring ahead at Steve and the cluster of women around him.

Slowly, a figure began to sit down next to you but you didn’t notice. The voice of a man could be heard but your brain couldn’t fully process it. Finally, a hand rested on your arm and you turned to your right to look away from Steve and at the god beside you.

“Good evening, Lady Y/N,” Thor’s soft voice calmed your nerves slightly. “Is everything alright?” he asked, concern laced in his voice as he raised an eyebrow.

“Yeah-yeah I’m fine,” you lied, twirling your drink between your fingers.

“Hmm, are you positive, my lady? I think you’re lying.”

“I’m fine, Thor. Why are you so concerned anyway?” you snapped, taking your anger out on him.

Thor put his hands up in defence, “I’m sorry. I was just concerned about you sitting here all alone.” His words warmed your heart and you felt a pang of guilt at losing your temper with him.

“Thank you, Thor, but I want to be alone,” you turned your face from his, back over to wear Steve stood.

“I think you’re lying again, Lady Y/N. It seems to me you’d rather be over yonder with Steve,” he chuckled. “Why don’t you join him?”

You turned to him, eyes filled with pain staring into his. “Is that some sort of joke?!” you demanded. “You must have seen him hitting on other girls all night - I can’t face him!”

Realisation hit Thor as his eyebrows grew heavy, staring harshly over at your boyfriend. “Oh, I never noticed. I guess I’ve been too focused on you and thinking of ways to cheer you up,” he gave a sad smile.

He carried on talking but you couldn’t hear him, you were too busy with your eyes on Steve. This time, the super soldier was whispering something in a woman’s ear, teasing her as she giggled in response.

Your fingernails dug harshly into your palms as the muscles in your arms clenched. A feeling of disgust washed over you, everything but Steve disappearing around you.

How could he act like this? He was the sweetest man you knew - this wasn’t like him at all. What had happened between the two of you?

You felt, what was left of, your heart beat faster in your chest. Your hands began to shake - out of fury or sorrow you couldn’t tell. Thor noticed your distress and, once again, placed his hand on your arm to stop you from shaking so much.

Light entered back in the room at his touch, you turned towards him and tried to muster a smile, with all the strength in your trembling lips. Thor rubbed up and down your arm, in a comforting fashion, and you leaned closer to him.

“Is there anything I can do to cheer you up, my lady?” Thor asked, hopefully.

You sniffed a little, wiping your eyes. “I’m not sure anything will cheer me up, Thor,” you replied, melancholy eyes staring into his which were full of pity.

“How about a dance?” he suggested and you perked up a bit.

Laughing quietly, you accepted his offer and his face lit up with enthusiasm. Thor always knew how to make you feel better at the worst of times.

He stood up, without a second thought, holding out his hand for you. You took it it, willingly, and he escorted you to the dance floor where a few other couples were dancing - including Tony and Pepper.

As the two of you reached the dance floor, Thor cautiously placed his hands on your waist and you slung your own around the back of his neck. You both began to sway, slowly to the music echoing through the party.

For ages, you danced together. Thor was extremely fun to talk to and he was especially good at keeping you distracted from Steve. Since he had asked you to dance, you hadn’t even glanced at your boyfriend; you figured that he hadn’t looked your way either. However, you didn’t know how wrong you were. Ever since you stepped onto the dance floor, Steve’s attention was caught. He watched, attentively, as Thor placed his arms firmly on your waist and couldn’t stifle a jealous, burning feeling.

Steve had purposely ignored you all night. His reasoning behind his actions was that he didn’t feel much of a connection anymore - you barely spent any time with each other.

Most nights, you would be up working late on some assignment Fury had set you. Therefore, the two of you hadn’t had any alone time. Steve longed for you to spend more time with him but, when he confronted you, you had said that you were too busy and that all this time you had spent away would ‘only be temporary’.

However, this had gone on for almost a month now and he was sick of it. He wanted some kind of reaction out of you - even for a jealous, angry one. And so, he spent the night around other women mostly so that you would confront him but also because he craved attention which these women so gratefully gave him.

You were unaware off all of this, still thinking you hadn’t done anything wrong. And, in all honestly, you had only been doing your job - nothing as bad as what Steve was doing now.

Steve now felt that his plan had backfired; instead of causing a reaction out of you, he thought he had driven you away to the arms of another man. Thor.

His piercing blue eyes stared through you and Thor, his senses surrounded by envy. A dark sensation absorbed into his mind and heart, watching how you laughed with fondness at Thor’s words. Dark thoughts ceaselessly ran through his mind as to how he would approach you after the party. He waited with impatience for the rest of the night, continuing to watch you and Thor.

You carried on swaying to the beat, accompanied by Thor, utterly oblivious to Steve’s eyes on you. The night, surprisingly, grew better with Thor beside you. For a short few minutes, Steve was lost through your mind - your problems and worries lost with him.

At last, however, the night had to end. People began to leave, steadily. At this sudden departure, you and Thor returned to the bar to have another drink as you waited for everyone to leave.

Moments later, heavy footsteps could be heard from behind you. You didn’t bother turning around, too invested in your pleasant heart to heart with Thor.

The sound of someone clearing their throat caused Thor to look up to the man behind you. His eyes hardened as the previous smile on his lips disappeared.

Turning around in confusion, you were faced with the harsh features of the one and only Steven Rogers. Mentally, you cursed him and sent a cold glare towards him.

“It’s late, we should head back to our room,” he stated, sending a quick scowl at Thor.

Surprise was visual on your features since he actually came over to talk to you. It made your glare soften a bit and, as much as you wished to stay with Thor, you had to admit that it was pretty late; you already had an even longer night ahead of you if you were going to confront Steve.

“Fine,” you returned, turning to give Thor a small smile. “Thank you for keeping me company tonight, Thor.”

“You’re very welcome, my lady,” he returned the smile.

You leaned towards him, giving him a quick embrace. It was much quicker than you had intended because of the fact that Steve grabbed ahold of the back of your dress and tugged you back, placing an arm around your waist possessively. You felt uncomfortable at his action, trying to create some distance between the two of you but he wouldn’t release you, only gripping harder.

“Goodnight, Thor,” he sneered, pulling you away from Thor and towards the elevator.

As you left, you turned slightly to wave goodbye to Thor. He returned the gesture, a sympathetic smile on his face.

Entering the elevator, Steve forcefully pressed the button to your floor and was about to turn to you but was interrupted by some guests entering behind. Instead, he took a step back to pretend he was making more space but purposely moved behind you as an act of intimidation; he pressed his chest firmly against your back and placed a gripping hand on your hip.

You swallowed, hard, anxious as to how this confrontation was going to go. You were beginning to like Steve better when he didn’t acknowledge you at all.

After reaching your floor, Steve swiftly pulled you out of the lift. Your high-heeled feet could barely keep up with him as he strode down the corridor to your shared space.

He stopped abruptly when he reached the front door, letting go of you as he fumbled with the keys. Once he unlocked the door, he swung it open with so much force that you flinched and proceeded to press you into the room, slamming the door behind himself.

You turned around, slowly, to face him. Your nerves were all over the pace - not sure whether you should bring up the issue or wait for him to say something.

Reluctantly, your conscious got the best of you, “Steve, I think we need to talk.”

“You’re damn right we need to talk!” he snapped, stalking towards you. You stepped back, in reflex. “Do you think that you can get all cozy with Thor and that I’ll just sit around and watch? Well, you’ve got that wrong, doll face,” he continued, sinisterly.

Shock hit you, you couldn’t believe what he was accusing you of.

“‘Getting cozy?!’” you demanded, stepping toward. “You can talk, Steven! The entire party could see you doing the same thing with basically EVERY woman there!”

“I’m surprised you noticed that - I thought you were too busy gazing into Thor’s eyes,” he scoffed, narrowing his eyes at you.

“No, Steve, you do not get to attack me for spending time with Thor when you were flirting with about 10 women every minute!” you yelled.

“At least those other women actually gave me some attention! Unlike my own girlfriend who I barely even see anymore,” he came back.

“Oh god, Steve, are you seriously going to bring up my work again? Look, I’m sorry that I’ve been busy lately but that doesn’t give you the right to hit on other women,” you put your face in your hands, rubbing your temples.

“If you were really sorry then you’d make an effort to be with me, Y/N,” he lectured, a solemn expression plastered on his features.

“You want to talk about making an effort?!” you demanded, edging closer to him so that you were almost chest to chest. “I spent hours perfecting my hair and makeup for the party - all for you. I even bought a 40s-style dress which is very uncomfortable to wear - all for you, Steve. But I guess it was all for nothing because you barely looked at me the whole night and only spoke to me a couple of minutes ago. So please, tell me again that I haven’t made an effort!”

Steve was silent, staring straight through your soul, causing your mind to go blank. The silence was an uncomfortable, heart-stopping feeling.

Finally, he broke the silence, “trying to get on my good side for one night doesn’t excuse the fact that you’ve been abandoning me for the past month.”

“Wha-abandoning you? You’re not an child, Steve, you’re a grown-ass man! Anyway, I still come home every night after work and try to spend as much time with you as I can,” you argued.

“Ha, as much as you can,” he repeated, “is that why you spent all night with Thor?”

Your chest now heaved with anger, as Steve extended the distance between you and began pacing back and forth.

“For half the night I was with Nat and Wanda but you wouldn’t know that since you were too busy making your way around every woman in sight! Then, I spent the remainder of the night with Thor because he was a gentleman and noticed I was feeling upset since my boyfriend was neglecting me!” you yelled.

Steve reached one side of the room and slammed his fist into a mirror; glass shattered across the room, Steve’s hand dripping with blood. You flinched but Steve didn’t seem to react.

“Me neglecting you?!” he continued, dropping his arm to his side. “Oh no, doll face, don’t you try to be the victim here!” he returned, teeth gritted. “You’ve become such a self-centred bitch, never thinking about anyone but yourself!”

Your heart sunk at his words but you couldn’t let him see that they hurt you. Your hot-headedness got the best of you as you fought back, “How can you say that, Steve? I prioritised my time and workload just to come to this party for you and I dressed like this for you, too! I am anything but self-centred!”

“Enough about your outfit! I don’t care that you tried to impress me, alright? You don’t look half as good as Peggy did back in the 40s, anyway,” he seethed.

You felt a punch to the gut. Did he really just say that? You stood there, mouth agape, staring into his stern eyes.

“Excuse me?” you uttered, desperately hoping your voice wouldn’t falter.

“You heard what I said. You should stop trying, if that’s what you’re hoping to achieve. After all, you’ll never succeed what she meant to me,” his words stung like a knife through your heart.

Turning away, you left the room and went straight towards your wardrobe - beginning to pack your things.

“What are you doing?” he demanded.

“Leaving.”

“Really?” he asked, a hint of surprise in his voice.

“Of course I fucking am! You have humiliated me in front of all of our friends, Steve, and now your telling me I’ll never be as good as your past girlfriend! I’d rather be a-anywhere but here now,” your voice finally broke.

“Fine,” he grumbled, “good riddens.”

You stuffed all you could find in a bag and threw it over your shoulder.

“Who are you and what the hell have you done to the man I love? What happened to the Steve I knew? The Steve I loved? You have humiliated me, countless times over the past months. In front of my friends, in front of the people I love. We’re done Steve,” you stated, glaring at him as you began to walk towards the exit.

“Fine by me!” he shouted, pacing back and forth.

You didn’t utter another word before swinging the door wildly and slamming it shut behind you, truly abandoning Steve this time.

As soon as the door closed behind her, it all fell apart. Every wall that Steve had been desperately trying to build the last few months came crashing down, burying him in their rubble. Steve sank to the ground with his head in his hands. What the fuck did he just do?

All the anger, the fury, the rage that had been in his heart for the last few months had disappeared, leaving him alone to face the real demons. The sadness, the pain, the loneliness hit him in the gut like a brick. He could physically feel what Y/N left of his heart break in his chest.

Y/N’s voice still echoed across the empty room. “Who are you and what the hell have you done to the man I love? What happened to the Steve I knew? The Steve I loved? You have humiliated me, countless times over the past months. In front of my friends, in front of the people I love. We’re done Steve.” Loved. Past tense. She was right. God she was right. What kind of sorry excuse of a man has he become?

All of Steve’s renowned strength left him, and he slumped backwards until his head hit the ground. He couldn’t stop thinking about all the times he had shared with Y/N.

Their first kiss, their first date, their first time, their first heartbreak.

And as Steve Rogers lay there surrounded by the broken shards of glass that mirrored his heart, he realized something. The love of his life was gone. And he was never getting her back.

Time had moved on. Four months, to be exact. Time had passed but Steve’s feelings for you hadn’t. Every single day he regretted losing you but his loss turned him bitter, cold-hearted. His behaviour towards you was resentful and loathsome; he barely spoke a word to you but, when he did, he was utterly obnoxious.

He blamed you more than himself and turned some of your friends against you too. Sam was your best friend - the one you could turn to for everything no matter what. However, after seeing you dance with Thor that night and then discovering the next day that you and Steve had broken up, he put two and two together and spread a rumour that you had been cheating on Steve.

Steve never denied these claims and so many people believed them. He is greatly respected and well-known for being an heroic, honourable man therefore people began to turn against you. It never crossed their minds that he could have been the one to cause your relationship to end.

Over the past couple of months, you had grown much closer with Thor and became a couple. From this, the two of you received severe backlash from the team - they harassed you exponentially ever since.

No matter how much you pleaded with Sam to believe that you hadn’t cheated on Steve, he wouldn’t give in - he was completely convinced you had cheated on Steve. You weren’t surprised since you had grown so close with Thor after your break up. The only people who did believe you were Tony, Natasha and, of course, Thor. The others would harass you constantly while Steve would watch from aside, his deep blue eyes drilling into yours. But you never said a word to him.

The truth was, you still had feelings for him. Perhaps you even loved him. But you couldn’t tell anyone - you had no one to turn to. No one was close enough with you to either trust or feel comfortable with expressing these unwanted feelings to.

One night, when the team wouldn’t stop pestering you, Thor lost it and challenged anyone who would insult you or accuse you of anything again to a fight. Luckily, that shut everyone up and, for the remainder of the night, they left the issue unspoken any further.

When you and Thor returned to your room, that night, he started questioning you, interrogating you.

“Why don’t you talk to him? Yell at him? Do something?” he asked, his back facing you.

“Steve?” you asked, longing to avoid this conversation.

“Of course Steve!” Thor growled, turning to face you. His eyes were visibly glossy and your heart clenched. You didn’t want to hurt him. “Why do you sit there and let him feed the others with lies?”

“I-“ you faltered, not sure what to say.

Thor began to chuckle, lowly. “You’re not fooling anyone, Y/N. The fact that your not saying it makes me know it’s true,” he uttered.

“I don’t understand what you mean, Thor,” you lied.

“Don’t act innocent, Y/N, you know very well what I’m talking about,” he replied, another deep growl coming from his throat.

The two of you stood in silence, treasuring this unspoken moment. Holding it tightly.

Finally, Thor ripped it from your grasp: “You still love him, don’t you?”

At first you didn’t answer, opening your mouth and then closing it. Thor noticed this and chuckled again, this time his voice breaking.

“How-“ he started but paused to wipe his nose with a sniff, “how can you love a man that is so hateful towards you - so cruel - when you have me? Someone who loves you and who isn’t cruel, like he is.”

His words tugged at your heart strings. You stepped towards him and lay your hands on his shoulder.

“I love you Thor, I do. I just-it’s complicated with Steve. We have a long history together, y’know,” you smiled, sadly. “But I chose you. I love you.”

Thor reached up to hold your hands, pushing them off his shoulders. “But you love Steve more,” he muttered, pain apparent in his eyes.

“Thor, that’s not true-“ you stretched your hand up to cut his face but he brushed you off, walking past you.

“I don’t want to hear it, Y/N.”

“Where are you going?” Tears threatened to fall from your eyes now.

“I’m leaving. I don’t know where to but I have to have some time to myself. Just for a while,” he replied. A tear finally fell down your cheek. You couldn’t cope with losing him too.

“Please don’t go, Thor,” you pleaded.

After uttering those words, he said no more. Grabbing Mjölnir, he turned from you, opened the door and left without another glance.

But that was a month ago. You had, surprisingly, coped since then. You stuck by Tony and Natasha since they were the only people you had left.

Unsurprising, Thor’s departure caused you to undergo some more harassment from the team. But you were used to it by now, you weren’t fazed by it as much as before. After Thor left a part of you died - you realised just how lonely you were.

You didn’t know whether you and Thor weren’t together anymore or whether he just wanted some time temporarily apart but you didn’t want to take the risk and find someone else just to be called a cheater again.

One morning, while preparing yourself for the dreaded day ahead, a voice could be hear, making you jump slightly: “Miss Y/L/N, Mr Stark is requesting you join the meeting in the conference room, immediately,” came the voice of F.R.I.D.A.Y echoing through your empty room.

Leaving your room grudgingly, you decided to take the elevator down to the conference room. After pressing the button, you waited impatiently as you stared at the screen showing the elevator dropping further to your floor. 7, 6, 5...finally it stopped on your floor.

The metal doors slowly slid opened to reveal, to your dismay, Sam Wilson. Your ex-best friend. As his eyes met yours, he rolled them, over-dramatically, and exhaled a deep frustrated sigh.

You hesitantly advanced into the elevator, turning to press the button for floor 2, however it already lit up.

“Oh,” you mumbled, moving back next to him. “Tony called you too, huh?” you wondered.

“Yep.”

You nodded in response, sadness hitting you at his curtness. Sam would either harass you consistently or barely say a word to you - there was no in between. Being alone with him made you feel extremely uncomfortable; you never knew what to expect with him, he might turn on you at any moment.

The meeting hadn’t even begun and you yearned for it to be finished already; you expected the whole team would be there and you weren’t in the mood for harassment this morning.

The elevator dinged and the doors proceeded to open. Stepping out, you felt relief at not being in an enclosed space next to Sam. However, after walking down the corridor and into the conference room an even more uncomfortable feeling hung on you. Steve and Wanda stared straight through you, as soon as you entered, while Rhodey glanced between them and you, rubbing his temples. Vision sat next to Wanda, nodding at you and Sam.

“Where’s Tony?” you asked, uncomfortable, and moved next to the chair next to Rhodey.

Silence hung in the room as Steve and Wanda wouldn’t answer you. Sam walked on the opposite side of you, sitting beside Steve. At this, Rhodey spoke instead. “You know him, he likes to make an entrance. I’m sure he’ll be here soon, kid.”

You nodded, placing yourself next to him and spinning in the chair impatiently. You felt Steve, Wanda and Sam’s eyes on you which made your heart race and head spin; sickness filled your stomach at the anxiety of what would happen next. Rhodey noticed their glares and groaned.

“Guys, could you quit it for once with the torment you give her?! I understand you’re still angry but we’re a team so get your shit together and stop it from interfering from everyday life! God dammit,” he cursed, exhaling deeply.

Their expressions softened and took their eyes off you. You turned to Rhodey and gave him a thankful smile. Ever since Sam spread the rumour, Rhodey was undecided on whether it was true or not but he knew it wasn’t right for you to be pestered by half the team every day.

Seconds later, Tony and Natasha walked in, accompanied by a tall, older man. It took you a few seconds to recognise him as the Secretary of State.

“Good morning, team, we have a visit from a certain someone,” Tony raised his eyebrows, mockingly. “He’s here t-” he continued but the man cut him off.

“Thank you, Stark, but I’ll take it from here,” he interrupted, motioning for Tony and Natasha to take a seat. They did, reluctantly.

For the next half-hour the secretary explained that the United Nations, along with many other countries, wanted the Avengers to sign some accords that stated they couldn’t travel into foreign countries without their permission. You thought this was fair, after all it wasn’t your place to barge onto other people’s property but at the same time you were annoyed that they blamed you all for destruction when you actually prevented it. Would they rather their countries have some damage to repair or the whole world to be wiped from existence?

Despite that, you knew it wasn’t right to argue with dozens of countries. After the secretary finished explaining, Tony agreed to signing it, expecting everyone else to. However, Steve spoke against him and argued that it was a bad idea. Secretary Ross attempted to convince Steve that he was making the wrong decision but Steve wouldn’t give in and it appeared Wanda and Sam wouldn’t either.

Later that day, after the Ross left, the team sat around the main room and discussed the accords.

“How can you sign that thing, Tony? You know it’s a bad idea. We saved all those people from more destruction!” Steve argued.

“As true as that is, Cap, we can’t go against the wishes of all those countries. I understand where you’re coming from bu-”

“If you understand us then you won’t sign those accords,” Sam inputted, crossing his arms against his chest.

“Do you hear yourselves? You’re so egotistical that you don’t listen to what all those governments have to say?” Rhodey sighed, shaking his head.

“I prefer to not stand around and watch those countries become overrun with operations like Hydra,” Sam eyed him up, judgingly.

“If you had signed the accords before Ultron, I wouldn’t have been saved. The world wouldn’t have been saved,” Wanda agreed.

“It’s not that we can’t go into those countries anymore and save them - just that we need permission first,” you spoke up, cautiously. “It seems fair to me.”

“Oh, you think something’s fair?” Sam chuckled but suddenly turned serious. “You think we give a shit what you think is fair?”

Steve laughed at his words, sending you a satisfied smirk. You shot a hard glare his way.

“We’re going a little off topic here, Wilson,” Tony warned.

“So what? It’s about time we brought it up again - don’t you think, Steve?” Sam glanced over at him.

Steve shrugged, “doesn’t look like she can handle much more of it,” he smirked. “She could snap at any moment, is that right, doll?” His mocking behaviour towards you made your stomach churn. You prayed that your mix of anger and embarrassment wasn’t evident. Sadly, the trio easily noticed the flushed colour of your cheeks.

“Oh, is someone embarrassed?” Steve sneered, causing you to blush harder.

“Where’s Thor to save you now, huh?” Sam chuckled. His words sent a knife to your heart.

“Should have thought about the consequences before you became a slut,” Wanda giggled.

“That’s enough!” Natasha spoke up. “I’m sick to death of you three harassing Y/N. This needs to stop if we’re gonna work together to figure this out as a team.”

“It doesn’t seem like we can be a team anymore,” Steve furrowed his eyebrows. “Unless you refuse to sign.”

“Sorry, Rogers, but we are signing. You are too, you have to,” Tony interjected.

“Please, Steve,” Natasha softened her voice. “Like Y/N said, we’re not getting banned from entering those countries - we’re only asking for permission before entering. It’s only one more step.”

“It’s one more step which could determine life or death!” he argued. “I can’t sign it, you know I can’t.”

Silence filled the room. No one could agree and so no one wished to say another word on the subject.

Tony exhaled, deeply. “Fine. We’ll talk about this tomorrow. It’s getting late and I don’t want to discuss this anymore.” With that, the matter was left unspoken for the remainder of the night. Unfortunately, the team never did never did agree to sign the accords and the Avengers split, breaking off into, what the world saw as, war criminals while the other half were left supervised by the United Nations at all times.

It’s been two years since the civil war. Two years since Steve left. Two years since you had seen him. For the past two years, you had stayed with Tony and Nat, wishing for Steve, wishing for Thor. Wishing for things you can’t have. And now, as you stood on the bloody fields of Wakanda, death approaching at any moment, they were all you could think about.

You had been fighting for hours now. You didn’t know where her teammates were. You didn’t know who was winning this bloody, brutal battle. You didn’t know anything other than the power in your veins and the fierce flame in your heart that refused to be put out. Enemy after enemy went down by your hand, yet it was still not enough.

Suddenly, a flash of lightning flashed down from the heavens, illuminating the sky. Thor. He came back. You could barely hold back your sobs of joy as you raced to where the flash had appeared. However, there were too many enemies blocking your way, and before you had the chance to look for blonde hair and a red cape, blood and death swallowed you again.

Along with the other Avengers, you rushed into the forest. Your heart broke when you saw Steve, the man you loved, on the ground. Deadly bits of purple energy surrounded you as you launched yourself at the Mad Titan. You were strong. One of the most powerful Avengers, however, you were drained from the long battle, and it wasn’t long before you got tired. You missed a step, than another, and you felt your powers begin to flicker as Thanos advanced on you. You saw his sword coming, but you were still too late as it caught you in the gut, making you double over. Thanos grabbed your shoulder and tossed you like a rag doll into a pile of rocks. You could feel the vibration in your bones as you landed, struggling not to black out.

You watched in desperation as Thanos retrieved the glittering Mind Stone from Vision’s body, pushing Wanda aside as he completed his gauntlet.

Through your ringing ears, you heard a roar. Wait a minute, you knew that voice. Thor’s voice. “What have you done to her!?” He demanded, eyes sparkling when he saw your sprawled figure. “Nothing she didn’t deserve.” Replied Thanos. A bolt of lightning hit him and he stumbled backwards as Thor advanced on him. With a yell of rage, Thor embedded the axe in Thanos’ chest.

Thor slowly drove the blade in, wanting Thanos to feel every single bit of the same pain he had cause so many nations. “How does it feel now?” Snarled out Thor. His blood dripping onto the handle of the axe, Thanos raised his gauntlet covered hand.

“You should have gone for the head.” And than he snapped.

Bucky was the first to go, fading away as he turned to dust and you couldn’t watch as Steve rushed to where he was, clutching at the ashes that had already begun to scatter. Rhodey yelled Sam’s name, and you saw him fall to the ground as he too faded away. You heard Rocket cry out “no Groot no!” And turned to see Groot disappear as Rocket reached for him. Next to you, Okyoe watched in muted horror as T’Challa reached for her before turning to ash. Wanda was the only one who smiled when she left, knowing that she’ll join the love of her life, Vision, in the afterlife.

The numbness began in your chest and you could feel it slowly starting to spread throughout your body. You held up your hands, and you could see the edges of your fingertips become blurry. Thor let a choked sob, rushing to your side. “N-no! Not you, NOT YOU!”

You look at his handsome, bloodied face. “Shh... Thor, it’s alright.”

Thor’s tears dripped onto your face, mixing with your own tears as they dripped down your tears. “I love you.” He whispered.

You look beyond his shoulder and met Steve’s beautiful blue eyes, which were filled with tears and pure agony. “I love you too.” You say.

As you fade away, you swear you saw him mouth it back.

5 years later...

You woke up in the grassy fields of Wakanda, straining your eyes against the bright sun. Slowly, you sat up, groaning at the dull ache that was everywhere in your body. What the hell happened?

Across the clearing, you see Bucky attempting to stand, almost falling over onto Sam, who was still sprawled facedown in the dirt. “Watch where you’re going, you moron.” Groaned out Sam. Behind you, you hear a squawk of outrage. “I am Groot!” You turn and see Groot, untangling himself from a pile of branches. Next to you, T’Challa and Wanda slowly sat up, surveying their surroundings.

Slowly, your eyes met each others.

“What the fu-“ began Bucky.

Suddenly, a portal appeared in the middle of the clearing and Dr. Strange emerged. “What are you-“ “No time to explain. Come with me. NOW.” Interrupted Steven. He grabbed all of you and dragged you into the portal, and we emerged in the ruins of what used to be the Avengers Compound.

You were torn out of your devastated thoughts by a voice calling your name. “Y/N! Y/N!”

You turn and see Peter coming out of another portal, stumbling towards you on unsteady legs. “Peter!” You ran to him, meeting him halfway as he enveloped you in a hug. “T-thank god you’re here Y/N. I don’t know these other people very well.” You smiled, ruffling his hair before turning back to he compound. Before you was a sight that made both pride and terror swell in your chest. Steve Rogers was standing in the middle of the field, facing down the entirety of Thanos’ army.

Around you, more and more portals opened, revealing humans and aliens alike. All here to destroy Thanos. With the other Avengers, you formed a line besides Steve. The line between good and evil. The line between life and death.

“Avengers.” This was your life, your family, and you’ll fight for it. “Assemble!”

You fought for what feels like hours, only stopping to embrace a friend. Tony cried when he saw you, holding you in his arms. You saw in his eyes that there was something he wanted to tell you, but there was no time.

You were almost overpowered by one of Thanos’ monsters when all of the sudden, your opponent just vanished. You looked around in confusion as Thanos’ soldiers all faded to ash.

Your joy faded when you saw Tony’s slumped figure leaning against what used to be the compound walls. You rushed to him, everyone else moving aside for you. They know how much you meant to him. “Oh Tony...” you whispered, trying to hold in the sob in your chest. A red eyed Peter moved away from Tony. “Hey pretty girl.” He whispered, repeating the words he had said when he first met you. “Hey yourself mister.” You responded, letting out a sound that was something between a laugh and a sob. “Guess what?” He asked. “What?” With a pained grin, he said “I have a daughter.” Your red rimmed eyes went wide and you turned to look at Pepper. “A-a daughter?” “Her name is Morgan. And she’s gonna be so happy to finally meet her big sister.” Said Tony, the smile fading from his face.

“I’m sorry. For not protecting you better. For letting them say all that shit about you.” Tears were flowing freely down your face now. “None of it is your fault.” You whisper, voice as brittle as a newborn’s bones. “Thank you... for being like a father to me.” Tony gave you a soft smile that you had never seen before. He looked at Rhodey and grabbed his pal’s hand. “Take care of my girls.”

You moved aside for Pepper, who moved forward to grab her husband’s hands. You take a step back and Peter reaches for your hand. You turn around, unable to watch as Tony and Pepper whispered between themselves. A few seconds of silence followed and Pepper let out the whimper she had been holding in. He was gone. Unable to watch as they moved his body, you ran and collided with a pair of warm arms. You looked up and were greeted with a pair of lightning blue eyes.

“Y-Y/N?” He asked, voice hoarse. You didn’t have time to answer as he gathered you into his chest. He felt comfortable, familiar. He smelled like blood and sweat and the lilac soap you had gotten him because his mother had loved it. He felt softer than you had remembered. He felt like home.

As Thor lifted you up and carried you off the battlefield, you didn’t see the other pair of tear-filled blue eyes staring at your back. Or the other heart that you had just crushed in your hands.

Steve watched as Thor carried you away. He had wanted to run to you, to swallow you in his arms, to kiss you until your lips were swollen. He had missed you so, so much and during the last 5 years, he had finally realized how much he loved you. How much he needed you. But now, looking at your peaceful face, he realized that you didn’t feel the same anymore. He lost you, and there was only one way to get you back.

Steve stood on the raised platform, suited up and carrying a briefcase with the 6 stones inside. “Where to first?” Asked Bruce. “Stark Tower, 2015.” Responded Steve before being sucked into the void.

Steve landed near the building he had once lived in, walking inside the familiar lobby and getting into the elevator. He punched in the 8th floor. His favorite floor in the tower. His and Y/N’s floor.

As he got off the elevator, he could hear yelling coming from their room. He was about to go punch the daylights out of the guy who dared to yell at his girl when he froze. It was his voice. “You will never be like Peggy!” He heard himself say. It was true, Y/N isn’t like Peggy. She’s better. Fierce but gentle at the same time. Beautiful, so so beautiful, and she doesn’t even know it.

Steve’s thought were interrupted by a figure rushing by him to get to the elevator. Y/N. The elevator closed before Steve had time to gather his thoughts, but he knew where she was going. Her old room.

Steve took the stairs down to the 6th floor, where your old room was. The second that he stepped foot in the brightly lit hallway, he was overcome with memories. This was the place where he had realized that he loved you. Slowly, he walked up to your door and gave a simple knock. You flung the door open and anger flared again in your eyes as you saw him. You opened your mouth to yell but it was already too late.

Steve’s lips collide with yours, full of the want and the lust that had brewed in him over the last 7 years. You tried to struggle feebly, but he could feel you melting in his hands. It had been so long. So long since he last touched you, held you. So long since you had been his.

He pushed you back until your back was against the wall. You were trapped. You stared into his dark eyes, so different from the Steve you knew. “Y-you’re not the Steve I know, are you?”

Steve let out a dark chuckle. “Does it matter, babygirl?” You shivered as you heard the nickname fall from his lips. It had been so long since he called you that.

Steve planted his hand on your throat, squeezing until you were breathing heavily. “You have no idea how long I’ve waited for this.” He growled, and latched himself to your neck. He hovered over the spot where your neck connects with your shoulder, biting down until you felt something wet drip down on your neck.

Steve lifted his head, the look in his eyes making your knees weak. He swallowed you in another kiss and you could taste your blood, slick and irony, on his lips.

“Strip.”

“Steve-“ you began. “That wasn’t a question. Now, strip.”

You decided to make him pay for making you wait.

“No.” You say with a cheeky smile.

With one movement, your wrists were secured above your head. “What did you say?” Steve whispered, eyes darkening to the color of storm clouds.

“N-no.” You tried to keep the flush off your cheeks, but you could already feel the heat between your thighs.

As if he could read your mind, Steve lifted your skirt and rested a hand between your thighs, stroking your clit through your panties. You bit back a moan, but Steve knew.

“Do you want this?” He asked.

You shook your head, unable to speak.

“Then why.” Without warning, his hand dipped under your already ruined panties to stroke your folds. “Are you so fucking wet?”

You couldn’t hold back your moans this time, and a whimper left your throat as Steve stroke slowly. So, so slowly.

Steve felt a smug grin spread across his face at the sound of your small noise. He slipped his hand out and slammed you against the wall. “Now strip.”

“Y-yes sir.” You say. Slowly, you unbuttoned the dress you wore for him, revealing his favorite red bra. Slowly, you lifted your eyes to meet his, and the desire you saw made shivers run down your spine.

“Come here.” He gestured for you to crawl to where he sat on the bed and slowly, you got down on your knees and moved towards the bed. You kneeled at his feet, awaiting further instructions. Steve cupped your cheek and you couldn’t help but nestle into him. He yanked you up by your hair and you gasped, savoring the pain. He unbuckled your bra, tossing it aside as he reached to tear of your panties.

“Get on the bed and spread your legs.” He demanded, and you immediately complied. Laying on the bed, naked and spread wide open for his eyes to explore, you realized how vulnerable, how totally at his mercy you were.

Steve moved to your dresser, pulling out one of his old ties and your eyes widened as you started trembling. He climbed back on the bed, grabbing your wrists and tying them to the headboard. “Tonight, you do what I say, when I say it. Understood kitten?”

Still trying to fight his dominance, you remained silent until you felt a slap land on your pussy. “Do. You. Understand?” Growled Steve.

“Y-yes sir!” You answer, letting out a yelp as another slap landed. Steve let out a dark chuckle. “Good girl.”

His fingers start tracing your lips. “I’ve missed them.” He whispers. “And these.” Running his hands down your chest to pinch your peaked nipples. Moans were coming out of you freely now, and they increased in volume as his hands massaged your sensitive breasts.

Finally, Steve moved down to sit between your legs. He blew hot hair across your glistening cunt, and you bucked your hips, trying to get him to touch you. “Not so fast babygirl.” He says. “You have to ask nicely.”

You let out a whimper as he ran a finger across your folds before putting the finger into his mouth. “P-please Steve.” You beg, not caring anymore at this point.

“Please Steve what?” He smirks. Knowing that he’s got you where he wants you. “Fuck me. Claim me. Destroy me.” You almost scream out. Steve unbuckled his pants, his hand stroking his length as he positioned himself at your entrance. “See? Good things happen when you obey me kitten.”

You didn’t have time to respond before his length was sinking into you. You had forgot how big he was, how good he felt inside you. By the time he was fully sated in you, you were already seeing stars. Moans and grunts filled the air, as he slammed into you again and again.

“Look at me.” Growled out Steve. “I want to see everything you have when I’m inside you. Don’t ever shut me out.” Your eyes flew open, finding his liquid blue ones immediately.

Your hands went flat against the mattress as he withdrew and thrust forward again and again. This is what you’ve wanted for so long, Steve on top of you, inside you, having absolute power over you. The steady rhythm he set sending waves of pleasure through your body. Your body was taut, so close to the edge.

“Please Steve, may I cum?” You moaned out. “You don’t cum till I tell you to.“ he said with a slap to your ass. He spread you even wider and pounded into you again and you let out a pathetic whimper. “Steve, p-please!”

“Say my name kitten. Who do you belong to?” Steve demanded. He spread you even wider and pounded into you again and you let out a pathetic whimper. “Steve, p-please!”

“Say my name kitten. Who do you belong to?” Steve demanded. “You.” You scream out. “You, Steve. Only you.”

Satisfaction blazed in Steve’s eyes. “That’s right baby. Mine.” He slipped his hand between you thighs, stroking your clit as he continued to thrust into you.

“Come.” He growled out. “Give it to me Y/N.”

You let out a sharp cry as your orgasm flashed, explosive and so, so intense. Steve’s eyes glittered as you writhed underneath him and he went taut against you. You went wild around him as he spilled into you and both of you let out a groan as you rode out your orgasms.

Lowering himself to lie besides you, he pressed a kiss to your neck and whispered. “You’re mine. Now and forever.”

#inthedark #dark!fic #dark!steve rogers #steve rogers x reader

357 notes · View notes

thecloserkin · 5 years

Text

book review: Mira Grant, Deadline (2011)

Genre: Sci-Fi

Is it the main pairing: Yes

Is it canon: Yes

Is it explicit: No

Is it endgame: Yes

Is it shippable: Yes

Bottom line: how is it possible that the book where one half of OTP is dead is shippier than the first one where they’re both alive

Book 2 of the Newsflash trilogy picks up with our boy Shaun, who’s turned desk jockey since he lost George, riding to the rescue of some buddies beset by a zombie swarm. Everyone makes it out alive and Shaun tries to play it like it’s no biggie but the truth is,

I’ve lost one of the integral traits of a good Irwin: I’m not having fun. When I wind up in the field, it’s a chore to be survived, not an adventure to be relished. Without that little spark of gosh-golly-wow to drive me on, I’m essentially a dead person walking … George is the one who stopped breathing, but I’m the one who gave up on living.

Without George he has nothing to live for and so he’s sensibly withdrawn from fieldwork. The one thing that keeps him going is George’s voice in his head, chiding him for (among other things) picking up a coffee instead of a can of Coke. He’s started drinking Coke to appease her. He says it himself: “I am a haunted house pretending to be a man.” As for whether she’s real or just a figment of his imagination, this is Shaun’s take:

Screw sane. I don’t want anything that makes her stop talking to me.

Buckle up for an angst rollercoaster, kids:

One apartment for me and George, who didn’t take up any physical space but was so much a part of every room that sometimes I could fool myself into thinking she had just stepped out for some fresh air.

Several people have said it doesn’t really feel like anybody lives there, and what they don’t seem to understand is I like it that way. As long as I’m not really living there, I never have to think about the fact that I’m living there alone.

Outwardly he’s functional i guess but this is not the behavior of a person who has Moved On.

Sometimes I think this series is a how-to manual for small business owners masquerading as science fiction. For Shaun and George, the work used to be everything. Now George is gone Shaun is in the unenviable position of having to make all the tough calls, and second-guessing every last one because maybe George would have done it better. Oy vey. Offhand he informs us that their parents are also suing Shaun for ownership of her intellectual property. I always knew they were vultures but seriously???

So Shaun’s raison d’être right now is to bring down the person or people who murdered George. Obviously this does not mean the ones who pulled the trigger, it means the ones who gave the order & plotted to remove her. In the process of doing this he uncovers an even bigger conspiracy—although maybe it’s merely the same conspiracy from Book 1, only expanded in scope. I’m not sure. What I’m mainly interested in is how bad absolutely clueless Shaun is at signaling or perceiving romantic interest. Like, there’s a co-worker/employee of his, and they’re thrown together rather a lot, and she’s clearly crushing on him hard only Shaun’s too dense to see it. After the whole affair ends disastrously (he sleeps with the poor girl then calls her by George’s name) he ruminates:

”Why would I know what the signs were? I never had to read them before.”

It’s obvious why Shaun, a not-unattractive grown ass man whose other social skills appear to fall well within the range of “normal,” has such atrophied skills when it comes to this one thing. He’s never had to use them. Here’s Maggie the relationship guru:

”Have you ever had a girlfriend?” “Not as such, no.” ”Have you ever been in love?” There’s never been a good answer to that question. I didn’t even try. I just shrugged.

I can’t find the tweet anymore but Seanan Maguire has confirmed that Shaun and George first got together the night after junior prom—they went with other people as a sort of experiment. (@JKRowling see, this is the sort of authorial headcanon that the fans actually clamor for.) The two of them just skipped right over the tentative fumbling awkward initial stages of dating, of getting to know each other, because they already know each other inside out. Shaun says:

Sometimes I’m even arrogant enough to think the Rising happened so we could be together.

Colloquially we use the term two people “being together” to mean they enter into an exclusive romantic relationship. But it’s intentionally ambiguous here whether he means that, or just the two of them finding each other, because what would have been the chances of their being raised together absent a global catastrophe like a zombie apocalypse. Shaun finds it impossible to separate the romantic aspect of their relationship from the familial bond, and that’s why I love incest thanks for coming to my ted talk. Oh, here’s Mahir the relationship guru:

”I mean, I didn’t know…” “What, that I loved your sister? Of course you didn’t, just like you had no idea Rebecca fancied you. You never had to go searching like the rest of us.”

Can I just say, on an unrelated note, I feel SO BAD for Mahir’s wife who’s not even a proper character? She doesn't get any screentime. But this is a small business how-to manual, remember, and the way Shaun is always ringing Mahir at 2 in the morning and Mahir feels obligated to pick up because it’s his boss? Mahir’s wife is a saint, canonize her immediately. Back to my earlier point about how Shaun has less experience with flirting/dating than your average fourteen-year-old:

This sort of thing was easier to handle when George was around. She was always the one who noticed when girls started crushing on me, and she made them go away. One way or another. I’ve never tried to deal with this sort of situation on my own before.

What’s fascinating is that it’s not just romantic entanglements that he’s at a loss to deal with:

I’d never driven any real distance with a passenger—not unless you counted George, who didn’t actually change the way the bike was balanced, or make it necessary for me to compensate for additional weight.

WHEN GEORGE RODE PILLION ON HIS MOTORCYCLE IT DIDN’T EVEN THROW OFF HIS BALANCE!!! He’s not used to having to think about compensating for a passenger’s weight bc with George everything came naturally!!! If this isn’t a metaphor for their entire relationship idk what the hell it is.

She didn’t like touching people, so I touched them for her. She didn’t like emotional displays, so I took up the slack.

She was the yin to his yang, they were a team etc etc. Here is how Shaun reacts when the book’s antagonist gives his Evil Villain Spiel:

”I never gave you much credit for brains, Shaun—that was your sister’s department, God rest her soul, and if she made any errors in judgment, it was in trusting you to watch her back—but I still thought you were smarter than this.” “You take that back,” I whispered.

Shaun couldn’t care less that this fool gives him zero credit in the brains department, but let him impugn George’s judgment even slightly and our boy is ready to throw hands. We stan.

These are my two favorite passages from the book:

George and I shared a lot of rooms exactly like this one, one of us dozing while the other kept working, the staccato click of keys providing the white noise that meant it was safe to sleep.

It’s a work partnership! It’s a sibling bond! It’s a romantic pairing! It’s us-against-the-world, it’s everything! Also this:

George and I used to have shower races. Who could get in and clean and out again in the shortest amount of time. All the guys we went to school with insisted that their girlfriends and sisters took forever in the bathroom, but George always beat me … once a month or so, she’d take over the bathroom for an afternoon to dye her hair back to its original color, which inevitably resulted in her shouting for me to come in and help her dye her roots. The sink on our old bathroom was stained a permanent brown by the time we were sixteen, and we ruined so many towels.

Lol the implied contrast between “other guys who complained about their gfs/sisters” and Shaun who’s been President of the Georgia Mason Fan Club for over two decades.

ANYWAY the twist at the end of this novel is that George is alive. She’s being held at some scary, sterile government facility, and it’s clear from a minor early plot point involving clones that this isn’t George, it’s got to be a George-clone. Because George 1.0 died in Shaun’s arms. But George 2.0 has got all George’s memories so we’re going to go ahead and treat her just like George, which sets us up nicely for alternating Shaun-and-George POVs when we return for the final installment of the “Newsflesh” trilogy.

#book review #newsflesh #georgia x shaun

9 notes · View notes

every1studio · 6 years

Text

REQUESTED: “exes & ohs” [day6]

genre: FLUFF

ficstyle: bulletpoints + featuring people from the JYP family

anon asked: “ elllOOooo!! can i request for a day6 reaction to them hanging out w their crush and she suddenly meets her ex at wherever they're at? “

note: PLEASE SUPPORT DAY6 BC THEY DESERVE IT / hope you enjoy this fic~

SUNGJIN

you were out with Sungjin

he asked you out to one of his favorite ice cream shops

Sungjin has liked you for a while but he was exceptionally secretive about it

he was just your classmate in Poetry 101; but after that class, you guys kept having the same classes together

so you guys were close, but yet, still so far

Sungjin opened the door for you

“thanks Sungji-”

you were faced by your ex, who was also the ice cream’s shop worker

“oh.. y/n.. it’s been a while..”

“uh yeah..Jinyoung.. it.. it has..”

you were fumbling your fingers; out of awkwardness

“so what do you want to get?” Sungjin tried to make you feel comfortable

before you could even reply, Jinyoung interrupted

“our Rocky Road is pretty good.. it’s my favorite..”

Sungjin jumped in, “y/n didn’t you say you liked cookies and cream?”

you nodded; a wash of ease flushed through your body when you heard Sungjin’s voice

you could hear Jinyoung chuckle, “who are you? y/n’s boyfriend?”

(insert Sungjin’s face at this moment)

“who else would I be.. right babe?”

you played along with it, “of course babe.. one cookies and cream... and what do you want, babe?”

Sungjin could feel his heart lurch out of his chest

“I’ll have a vanilla, Jinyoung~”

Jinyoung hid his head down as he did his work (only because his boss was around)

when you and Sungjin sat down, you whispered to him

“what was that?”

Sungjin felt stupid, “sorry it was stupid and I’m stupid and-”

“maybe I’m the stupid one..” you muttered

“what?”

“maybe I’m the crazy one for thinking that you like me.. maybe because it’s cause I like you...”

Sungjin was smiling like an idiot but he wanted to make sure

“you like... me?”

JAE

Jae was gushing to Jimin about you

he was madly smitten by you

but there was a problem

no one knew if you were still dating Chan or not

“Jimin do you really think they’re still together? I mean.. doesn’t y/n deserve someone who’s.. I don’t know.. less busy?”

Jimin poked at him, “why don’t you ask her yourself?”

Jae slaps her in the arm, “ARE YOU CRAZY?!”

she takes Jae’s phone

“if...you...won’t,” she types away, “then...I’ll...help...you.. DONE!”

Jae takes the phone back from Jimin and reads what Jimin sent to you

-hey you wanna meet up and get some ramen at the place downtown?

Jae slides into his seat as he becomes jello

ding

-does right now sound good to you?

Jae and Jimin reads your text and both of them panics

“OH MY-”

“YOU DID THIS-”

“GO GET EM TIGER!”

Jae shuffles down the street; on his way to the ramen shop

he walks into the shop and sees you

and all of his nervousness was replaced with heart eyes

“oh hey Jae!”

Jae looks over and sees Chan.. next to you..

“uh it seems like you guys are on a date..I’ll leave now...”

you grabbed Jae’s hand, “no.. me and Chan aren’t on a date.. um we are..”

Jae looks back, “wat?”

“yeah.. um we broke up a while ago because she told me she didn’t like me anymore...” Chan chuckled nervously

“wat?” Jae repeated in cold sweat

Chan pats Jae on the back, “take care of her, hyung..”

“WAIT WAT?”

BRIAN

for the short time but a sweet time, Brian got to, MAYBE, be able to collab with you

JYP’s new female soloist

he really liked your style and your smile

gosh your smile was what made his bad day caused by Jae, into a good one

but he heard that you were having a thing with Jaebum, his best friend

everyone always talked about how good looking you two looked together

it was all just rumors though

Brian walks past the recording studio with you and Jaebum

Brian makes eye contact with you as you smiled at him and gestured him into the room

he shy walks in as Jaebum sends him a smile to appreciate his presence

“so are you ready, Brian?” Jaebum rubs his hands together

“reeeadddyyy for what?” Brian was confused

you went into the recording room and placed the headphones on

“you’re doing a collab with y/n..”

“oh..”

Brian and Jaebum sat through an awkward silence

“and we broke up..”

“oh..OH...”

Brian didn’t know what to say

“I know you like her...” Jaebum says awkwardly, “and honestly, I don’t want to let her go but.. I know she likes you too..”

Brian was in shock

“that’s the.. main reason why we.. we parted and that’s the main reason why I wrote this song.. for her and.. your style works well with her...”

Jaebum rubs the back of his neck and looks at you; doing vocal warm-ups

“I don’t like the thought of you and her but... she really can’t get enough of your voice, man...”

Brian was baffled; Jaebum’s words were echoing in his head as he was looking at you with his head tilted to the side

(me? she likes my voice?)

he sees you take off the headphone and speak into the mic

“when can Brian come in so we can harmonize?”

Brian didn’t know if he should feel happy that you chose him over Jaebum or to feel sad knowing that his friendship with Jaebum will never be the same..

WONPIL

Wonpil’s had a crush on you since high school

but you were happily dating Jackson

he was the complete opposite of Jackson; quiet, introverted, and never had the chance to say anything to you other than, “hi” or “hey”

now he was working as a pianist/singer-songwriter at his friend’s bistro

one night, he saw you come in

it was just you

you looked the same; as pretty as he remembered you

“Wonpil? is that you? I haven’t seen you in a while, how have you been?”

he fidgets as he makes shy eye contacts at you, “g-good.. how about you?”

you gave him a nostalgic smile, “you’re still the same as ever.. that’s good after all this time..”

every night since then, you would visit him at the bistro

and he would play every song request you gave him

one night, when you were chatting it up with Wonpil

he sees Jackson walk in, with a couple of his high school friends

Wonpil starts to feel small again

“y/n?”

you turned at the sound of Jackson’s voice

“Jackson?”

Wonpil wanted to hide by averting his eyes elsewhere

“yo Wonpil~ what are you doing with y/n here?” Jackson shakes up Wonpil with a handshake

“I work here... “

“bro that’s cool! hey y/n.. you wanna grab a drink and uh.. catch up?”

you looked at Wonpil, who wasn’t looking at either of you, and back at Jackson’s puppy eyes

“I think I’ll stay here with Wonpil.. we’re having a good time..” you were looking back at Wonpil, smiling

Wonpil looks back at you, shocked

Jackson shifted uncomfortably, “well.. uh.. I’ll leave you guys to it then...”

Wonpil speaks up when Jackson walks away

“are you really having a good time?”

you chuckled, “you think I would say that if I didn’t? let’s get a drink~”

you took him by the hand like he always wished you did back during high school

DOWOON

Dowoon wouldn’t have gotten out of the house if it wasn’t for you

“hey Dowoon! let’s go to the video game store! they got the latest edition of Final Fantasy!! we NEED to check it out..”

Dowoon has been your childhood friend since the beginning of time

and he’s figured out he had feelings since you started drifting away from him

dated the most charming and popular guy in school, Mark Tuan

and then after a while, things didn’t work out

Mark broke up with you and you were heartbroken for the longest time

Dowoon showed you the world of video games to forget about Mark and it worked

until you both saw Mark with his, what seemed like his current girlfriend, at the crepe shop next to the video games shop

“oh y/n.. Dowoon... it’s.. uh.. nice to see you guys again.. this is Nayoung.. my co-worker..”

you could tell she was giving him major heart eyes and Mark knew that

he was flaunting off that he was still as popular as ever

Dowoon sensed that you were uncomfortable with the whole situation so he wrapped his arms around your waist

“well me and y/n are gonna check out the latest final fantasy game right babe?” you looked at Dowoon the whole time he talked

“yea-” you were interrupted by Mark

“y/n you play? it’s so rare to have girls by video games.. that’s .. so cool..”

Nayoung seemed confused by the whole conversation

Dowoon looked at Mark from head to toe, “and I’m glad I can play games with y/n.. and not play her..”

he leads you into the video games shop

you just looked at him; speechless

“don’t look at me like that..” Dowoon lets go of you and starts to walk around the shop

you would pop up at every aisle that he tried to hide in

“y/n what do you want?!” Dowoon spoke up, causing people to look at you guys weird

“I just.. wanna know.. did you..” you took a deep breathe, “do you like me-”

“I’ve like you since you liked Mark, I still do.. and it’s okay if you still like Mark or whatever..”

you went on your tippy-toes and kissed him on the cheek

“you were there for me when he wasn’t... there’s no way I’d fall for him again..”

Dowoon tried to be nonchalantly cool about it. “ye-yeah o-of course,” as he was a red and smiley mess

END + [masterlist + guidelines]

#yenni writes #yenni posts #day6 #day6 jae #day6 sungjin #day6 dowoon #day6 imagines #day6 wonpil #day6 brian #day6 young k #day6 younghyun #day6 scenarios #day6 jae scenarios #day6 sungjin scenarios #day6 dowoon scenarios #day6 wonpil scenarios #day6 fluff #day6 x reader #day6 writing

228 notes · View notes

hyyunjinn · 6 years

Text

Things I Love About Stray Kids (2/∞)

a/n: hello, this is gonna be a series now because 1) I’m really happy this week, like I legit haven’t been this genuinely happy in a long time and 2) I love them more than I thought sO HERE WE GO AGAIN!

Chan

okay, this is sad but, the fact that he believes he’s the only one who carries the team? he’s blaming himself for the eliminations and didn’t even want to rejoice with everyone else because he wanted them to forgive him first. like no chan, it was never your fault--you already do so much for the team and everyone knows that. but it’s definitely admirable

HIS FRIENDSHIP/RELATIONSHIP WITH THE REST OF JYPN IS THE MOST BEAUTIFUL, PUREST THING IN THE ENTIRE WORLD U G H HE’S LIKE THE LITTLE BROTHER OF EVERYONE WHILE HE’S ONE OF THE OLDEST IN HIS GROUP LIKE YES WHAT A CONTRAST IT’S SO CUTE

that *O* face he does is super cute yo

hiS CURLY HAIR IS S U C H a look

“i really love you guys”

^^ gave me a heart attack

HIS HAPPY CHEESY SMILE ALSDFJLASDF THAT COMPLETELY LIGHTS UP HIS FACE

his awkwardness lmao

hello can we have a mini series of chan’s kitchen please

Woojin

“HI HELLO”

^^ HE ALREADY SAID THAT MULTIPLE TIMES AND ALSDFJSD SAME BC IDK IF THAT’S A REF TO DAY6 OR NOT BUT THE WAY HE SAYS IT IS SO CUTE

yo his killing parts in aLL THE SONGS S I G H

i love watching him perform

um, his model poses are--ACTUALLY ALL OF HIS SELFIES AND NON-OFFICIAL PHOTOS ARE SUPER CUTE YO HE’S CUTE

giving his pizza crust to chan slkfjdasfd

HIS FOREHEAD YO

that dark blue, red cuffed plaid flannel he wore last ep? A BLESSING

he seems so insecure ever since the “not a main vocal” criticism and like? he’s working so hard? so fill up his role because he feels like he doesn’t uphold it? like idk what “not a main vocal” means but i just want everyone to appreciate how much he’s taking care of himself to improve

Minho

HELLO MY BABY IS BACK AND GONNA BE IN THE CENTER FOR THE DANCES AND BE SLAYING YO THIS ISN’T EVEN THINGS I LOVE ABOUT SK ANYMORE IT’S ME YELLING ABOUT MINHO’S FXKN COMEBACK BECAUSE DO YOU SEE THE TEASERS FOR NEXT WEEK--SUCH AN AMAZING DANCER I LITERALLY CANNOT TAKE MY EYES OFF OF HIM

SUCH A POWERFUL VISUAL HE ALREADY GOT TWO FANSITES--HYUNJIN IS SHAKING

he, can dance to Lie, Begin, Dope, Blood Sweat and Tears, Spring Day, idk probably all BTS songs w h a t t a l e n t

HE EVEN APPEARS LIKE THREE TIMES IN AN OFFICIAL BTS PHOTOBOOK LIKE I STAN A LEGEND

okay but also, we have to talk about that brown jacket/striped shirt look he wore last ep bc it iS C U T E

he’s also that lowkey weird that if you don’t catch it, you won’t know so he passes off as the normal one of the group and it makes it x4837234 more funnier

did I already say this a millio--I LOVE EVERYTHING AND EVERYTHING AND EVERYTHING ABOUT HIM

him giving up on Felix’s Korean

also, the fact that his earrings are just these black circles and tbh it’s sorta hot b y e

bonus: i miss him so much and i really really really i need more content of him and get to know him better before i combust

Changbin

is so willing to help everyone in the group oh man he’s so kind

doesn’t even get mad when everyone picks on him and just goes along with it

I KNOW EVERYONE HAS SAID THIS BUT IT’S AMAZING HOW HE COMPLETELY DESTROYED HIS “DARK CONCEPT” IN THE FIRST EPISODE AND NOW EVERYONE IS JUST LIKE “CHANGBINNIE YOU’RE SO CUTE I LOVE YOU”

goes with the flow of things so well--he gets along with everyone pretty nicely and I think that’s pretty cool

“AH”

tbhlowkeysortadonewithjypbutthatsjustwhatithinksodontquotemeonthis

H I S B O Y F R I E N D O U T F I T S man changbin stans how you doin

what was that extra pose when taking a picture like klasjdflskadf

WHAT WAS THAT POST ICE SKATING DATE PIC WITH HIM ON THE TABLE

Hyunjin

PHOTOGRAPHER!HYUNJIN MY ABSOLUTE FAVE CONCEPT

like laying on the ground for the perfect angle? wHAT A MOOD

wait, fanboy!hyUNJIN WHEN HE JUST OBVIOUSLY STARES AT JINYOUNG OH MY GOSH YOU COULDN’T BE LESS OBVIOUS I LOVE THIS KID

how he wants so badly to improve? i really admire how much effort he’s putting into his rap and it’s really amazing to watch and hear the improvement since hellevator

“YAH”

he seems like he has his life together and has a pretty nonchalant facade but seeing through the cracks of his insecurities makes him so human and like him so much more than i think i would?

HE’S ALWAYS DANCING HONESTLY THAT’S SO CUTE WHAT A NERD

UM HIS GIGGLES GET ME EVERY TIME PLEASE STOP A T T A C K I N G ME HONESTLY

ASKLDJF GOTTA BRING THIS BACK BUT WHEN HE JUST SLIDES AND OPENS HIS MOUTH FOR CHAN TO FEED HIM WAS SO FUNNY I’M NOT OVER IT

Jisung

that fKN KILLING PART IN YOUNG WINGS LSKADJFALSDF AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

THE LITTLE GIGGLE HE DID AT THE END OF STRAY CUTS 4

he’s so bright and happy and optimistic everyone needs a Jisung in our lives

casually just smushes his face into the camera so i can see his pretty eyes duh thanks kid

okay but when he was singing that parody of Don’t Wanna Cry he did this little thing to his vOICE THAT SOUNDS SO AMAZING I CAN’T GET OVER IT LIKE LAKSJDFLASDF WTF TA L E N T

he’s so annoying i love him asldkfjasdf like idk if i like him behind the cam and annoying his members or on screen doing something weird honestly probably both

THAT PICTURE CHANGBIN TOOK OF HIM BITING THE CHAIN LSKADFJSDF EWWW LMAO

WOAH WHEN WE SAW A GLIMPSE OF PRODUCER JISUNG THAT WAS SO COOL

no but seriously? he’s so optimistic and supports everyone and he’s so wonderful and kind and super talented but i think we know that and s i g h i hope ya’ll appreciate this mess of a boy bc OH MY GOSH I FORGOT TO MENTION THAT I LOVE BRACES JISUNG HAHAHAHHAHAHA

Felix

honestly, i really just like his black hair and i think ya’ll should know this

he’s such a hard worker?? when he showed us the time at 5 in the morning--I have a feeling he stayed up that long rather than waking up at 5 kid don’t do that it’s not healthy but! he’s doing so much and it’s amazing

OKAY BUT LIKE, THAT PLOT TWIST OF THE CENTURY WHEN HE TOLD CHANGBIN TO KISS HIM LIKE ALSKDFJSLDF MINHO WAS SO READY TO STRANGLE HIM ONLY FOR HIM TO BE LIKE “hyung kiss me” alskdjfasldf what is with him

“annyeonghaseyo“ in thAT DEEP VOICE OF HIS BABY OH MAN WHAT A WAY TO COME BACK

his orange smile laskfjdlasdf

him adjusting jeongin’s outfit was so cute hehe

the way he clings onto jisung is super cUTE UGH THEY’RE LIKE ATTACHED BY THE HIP AND IT’S SO CUTE idk if it’s bc they’re a day apart so they’re like “WE’RE TWINS NOW” or bc jisung can speak english apparently? something like that?

i think people forget that he’s more than just a meme and a deep voiced boy? i love watching him practice dancing in the background and like? he’s part of dance line? LET ME SEE HIM DANCE MORE OMG

ASKLDFJSDAFL WHEN HE MESSED UP ON THAT ONE WORD AND MNET HAD TO EDIT IN THE MISSING CHARACTER ASKLDFJSD THAT WAS SO FUNNY YOU WERE SO CLOSE KID

Seungmin

HELLO THIS IS MY UNDERRATED BABY WHO DESERVES THE WORLD bc he’s funny as heck guys why do you not notice this

honestly im gonna say it agaiN: HIS FACIAL EXPRESSIONs especially when he has that dumb dazed look askldfjasdf what a boy

messes around with Jeongin in the back

when he cornered jeongin u H

he writes things in his journal to improve! and he is!

i really hope he stands out a little bit more when he performs! i hope he’s working on it! but I also like how if you are a seungmin stan, you’ll notice the small things he does when he performs and it’s like a little secret only people who deserve to know, knows and he knows it’s just between him and his fans saklfjsadf

when he decides to be a lil sht like that one time chan and hyunjin was arguing and he’s just like “we’ll take three ramens and a packet of dumplings” or something like that

can i just say that his clothing style is probably my favorite because i gush about each outfit he wears like all the time?

he’s so into singing and you can see it every time he does and it’s wonderful

Jeongin

WHEN HE WAS CRINGING BECAUSE OF HIS PARENTS: WHAT A MOOD

WHEN HE GUNNED HIMSELF BECAUSE OF JISUNG’S KILLING PART: WHAT A MOOD PT 2

WHEN HE ESCAPED JISUNG’S WRATH AND RAN TO THE OTHER SIDE AND CHEEKILY WAVED AT HIM: WHAT A MOOD PT 3

his escalator impression was hecka nice

OKAY WE BARELY SAW IT BUT LIKE? THE FACT THAT PEOPLE ARE FINALLY PRAISING HIM BECAUSE HE SPENT ALL THOSE TIMES PRACTICING BY HIMSELF TO STRENGTHEN HIS VOICE I’M SO PROUD OF HIM

this baby always has a smile on his face and it’s the most infectious smile ever and i love him i love him please stay as happy as you can be because you deserve everything and more

*screeches* HIS BANDANNA LOOK IN SCHOOL LIFE KLASDJFASD I LOVE IT SO MUCH

when he was all shy shy with all the girls screaming his name at the busking: tag yourself i was the girls spiritually yelling his name

hAH I ALSO SEE THE BLACKPINK FANBOY IN HIM OHOHO THAT’S SUPER CUTE

#stray kids #cici's stray thoughts #things i love about stray kids

255 notes · View notes

thewul · 3 years

Photo

This is bound to be one of those long posts that we had every now and then because they are central subjects of BCS and important matters. So this actual post might be very long because it focuses on different subjects that are key to what we are trying to accomplish within BCS

There are many different subjects which are all intricate and revolve around a large and integrated industrial group and an investment bank that is the Gunray Bank in order to usher in a space age economy, that is able to propel Groupe Bombardier into a not so far future where it becomes a space industrial and transporter

So transport is one of the things that Bombardier does, we needn’t overlook how making the whole planet more prosperous has a direct lever on our profitability and that of the BPN and the BGP again in order to make our strategy more viable, but we are going to focus in this post of the mergers of Bombardier, Airbus and Boeing into one, and how we can make Air Bombardier that is the group’s airliner an everyday reality, in the foreseeable future and in a not so long term

When you want to cover a large merger there are many things that are relevant and that are, can be, no doubt the subjects of tens and tens of pages if not hundreds of them, the main subject being resistance to change. Resisting change in how we do things, clinging to what we had, doubting the new venture and its people, fearing for our futures within the newly merged company, and plain nostalgia of a name its image and brand

But we are going to brush all that aside, because if you went over it once then you went over all of it, try changing how people are used to do things, how they work, the name of the company they feel they belong to, who are their new colleagues or bosses and you are going to face resistance to change at corporate level which can translate into society at large, the media and so forth

What we are going to focus on rather is the conduct of change, because there is such a thing as resistance to change and the more established a company is and the larger its name and the more resistance you are going to face. But there is such a thing as conduct of change that revolves around how do you conduct change at corporate and managerial, also employee level, to smooth your merger and make it a success and not a failure

Reducing them to bullet points might seem obvious but, so

Putting value into what you do

Giving meaning to things and people

Being transparent and accountable

And so now we are going to skip on the management talk, talk like real people to other real people, the larger and more established a company is the less likely you are to run into idiots who don’t know what they’re doing else the company wouldn’t have been successful for so long or if things are really bad it would be on its way out from the market and stores

Because when customers buy and airliner from Boeing or Airbus they don’t just buy the plane, they buy into the expertise, skills and know how of the people that make them. Try selling a plane tomorrow it’s not easy building trust and those things carry hundreds of people and can put the customer, an airline company, business at risk

Which when you know how hard it is to attract and keep a new customer losing them in troves is akin to jumping from a cliff for a business

Then when you flip the situation around you see that because these are well reputed and well established companies even more so for Boeing, and because Airbus has been a success too and because Bombardier has that fascinating story as well of having been started by an inventor, you realize that you have the opportunity of capitalizing on assets

The question is what do you gain and what do you lose, because you don’t just gain from mergers, the merged companies lose things in the process or rather they shed them, so how do you sweeten that part within the conduct of change

First you don’t make things sour by laying off people rather you give them new things to do, second these are now your people for which you have to care and provide and that means more not less pay and benefits, last you have to make your move a positive thing within the public eyes meaning buying off as much media as you can, and if you are going to run into a sense of patriotism because its that country’s or that country’s success you make your success their success, better yet you make it a collective success, a win win for everyone and by that I mean everyone even the security at the door and the office cleaner

Because its people you are managing not dummies, and people well they talk

Bombardier USA

Bombardier Europe

Bombardier Canada

No Boeing no Airbus name anywhere anymore, more pay more benefits, transparent processes and accountability ie letting people that work with you know what is happening to their source of income, their livelihoods and careers within the newly merged entity, throwing money at journalists to get them off your back not become their bread winner for months, did we just sum up the conduct of change maybe, there is one other thing that is important, giving meaning to what you do

And that relies on putting value in people we covered that part with pay and benefits

Giving meaning to what you do, if you round up people at Boeing, Airbus and Bombardier and look them square in the eye tell them that to become a great transporter and industrial of space we need to become one company not three and that it starts here and now with this merger, they will either get it and transform your goals into an everyday reality, or they will not get it and you don’t need them on board in that case

And they ought to know it concentrate on working with the willing not dragging and convincing the wont’s rather get them escorted to the door go work somewhere else where they can have it their way if they can. That is because you are being their boss and employees ought to follow suit with what their bosses tell them to do merger or no merger

Although seemingly infeasible it is a simple nominative vote where employees and executives agree or disagree with the merger after having taken considered act and notice of all its different aspects for the company and for themselves, we cannot simply make things move forward with people who disagree and in that instance the business can cut you off its workforce, because it is a workforce not an impediment

Not every single thing is pleasing about mergers, it is a fact of life that people disagree about things and they are bound to disagree about that also, the real job in conduct of change is communicating effectively, giving people time and consideration in one to one meetings even to explain things and answer the worries that they may have, in short treat them like people. After all of that is done it is fair that those who disagree should leave or be forced to leave

Now let us go back to the bright side of things, because you are now with people that get it. Executives at Boeing, Airbus and Bombardier who spend their time competing and cutting profit margins to attract new customers, who spend their time worrying about losing the ones that they have should get it, that now is not the time to compete against each others anymore, that now is the time to focus on making the newly merged company that bigger success

When you’re like that competing for clients, each is going to have their own that you instead call a loss, this merger’s win win is a new and improved client pool for all, and executives well they will get it and workers too will understand that the top management is bringing margin cuts to an end which may well have translated into workers lay offs

For a fact Bombardier is bringing back on board the workers that it lost recently and we all should do the same, do more not less, certainly not more with less people, and certainly not parting with people who have the skills and expertise in the field that is aviation which skills are after all construction skills, engineering skills that can translate to other fields than aviation and we are going to cover that aspect further down the road

Patents and technologies are costly to acquire and develop, same as a new and extended client pool we are now considering a wider patents and technologies pool, a pool that is put to common use for the benefit of all tree merged companies and that is a big and unexpected cashback for all tree right off the box because you have this many patents and technologies that took you time and resources to develop or acquire and put together and now you are tapping into that much larger pool for no money down

Another thing that top executives and just about any other employee or worker with an interest in corporate mergers and strategies will understand is that the move had to come from the little guy with capital influx. Because Boeing and Airbus have been at odds with one another, because they have build up competing corporate cultures, because that culture more likely than not has translated into negative advertising and calling the other guy’s products overrated or rubbish or don’t know what they’re doing

Which is not the way you conduct your business, the way you conduct your business is that you sell your goods to your customers because you know the intrinsic qualities that they have and the efforts skills and know how that you put in them, you don’t have to belittle the competition to sell your stuff, it’s bad for image and bad for business

And so the move had to come from the little guy that is Bombardier rather than from Boeing buying Airbus or Airbus buying Boeing because both have large market caps and their own customers and both are set up against one another, the little guy instead had everything to win from buying the two of them providing his pockets got much deeper

Even more so now that Airbus reached its present size, it is more interesting now than buying Boeing and a smaller Airbus rather the little guy has two large prizes instead of one. In a set between two dominant companies capital influx changes everything for the little guy who can now profit instead of fighting for his own market share, and that is often the case in corporate acquisitions and mergers that capital influx changes things, your competitor today might become your owner tomorrow providing he secures the means for it

Because the little guy has everything to win and because the cost of inaction is too high and might even put in jeopardy its own future. Neither Boeing nor Airbus are known for making the smaller executive and midsize jets that Bombardier makes, but what if they started making them tomorrow to diversify their revenues lines, what is stopping them and what would happen to Bombardier own’s benefits in that case

The time for action is precisely now both to preempt and to take advantage of them fighting one another, one might even say being distracted in doing so thus the move that fulfills many things for Bombardier while securing its own future

When you meet professionals like that who many of whom devoted their lives to what they do and are doing the best that they can everyday you do not start by questioning their work or abilities. You do not start your speech at Boeing by telling them you know in the end well you’re going to drop what you’re doing because we know better, and you don’t go to Airbus tell them well it’s nice efforts that you made becoming a large plane maker but you know in the end it’s not going to cut it. And certainly you don’t tell both well you’re going to make Bombardier planes now period forget about the rest

What you do instead is propose something new, and better, that is the Gunray and that is not an improvement for either but a new breed of plane, a supersonic plane even a stratospheric one that is going to change this business for good and we are going to build it together while phasing out the older models little by little

What you do is put forth the challenge that the Gunray constitutes because professionals like to be challenged and winning at it, and the Gunray with its different set of technologies and its build is a formidable challenge, it is even a challenge for the air transport industry as a whole with journeys that take less than half the time, it is not only a plane, it is a new way of living and of travelling with new conceptions of air travel and the comfort and space and privacy that a plane has to procure

Not only to its first class, any seat aboard the Gunray is worth it, the whole plane is much more than what we have right now, it is more for the air industry, and more for its tens of millions of passengers each day

When you bring up a new breed of plane you have to look into what happened in such instances, and the Concorde stands out, it didn’t work because of its loud engines and noise levels that are sustainable at airports, atleast that is the official story, ok we can buy into the fact that it was noisy but we don’t have to buy into the fact that our plane is going to be noisy

In fact the Gunray can approach a runway and land using only its electrical engines, its much more silent then the most silent plane all tree companies are able of producing right now. Are we going to end like the Concorde no, not in a million years

Is it safer, well its got 4 engines not two to start with, is it safety we are selling yes that is what passengers in air travel are buying when they buy a ticket, they want to buy safety and making it safe to their loved ones, and the Gunray can provide much more of that and that is what we ought to be selling, because the Gunray can still land with a catastrophic failure of 3 engines, only one functioning engine even an electrical one is enough to land it

As a courteous reminder to oneself it needs a valve that allows an electrical engine to split its draft between the two belly vents in case the other one has failed, there landing on a single engine, and safely

Now few planes can do that in such an evenly manner commands wise because what happens usually when you lose an engine is that you have to balance the plane as best as you can to keep it even, but the Gunray can do it each time in an even manner because of its evenly split belly draft and that’s a big seller safety wise

We have now to go back to the topic of that much wider pool of technologies and patents and that of workers with new things to do, Bombardier doesn’t only make planes it also makes trains unlike both Boeing and Airbus, and in BCS it makes many more things ranging from superstructures to cars, SUV’s and even airships, ships and submarines, it also operates a satellite fleet as well as proprietary internet network, and is present in the exploration of minerals and hydrocarburs not only on the seabeds of this planet but also in space

And that means workers with new things to do, that tap into that wider pool of technologies and patents, some might say competing to which the logical answer is best in class, and more of them to pursue that greater range of products and applications, which is wealth in itself for the merged companies that it can tap into or sell, and which is a vector of growth both in terms of revenues and workforce cap, why Bombardier is calling back its workers to the workforce is because not only they are needed but more are needed to pursue these new industrial fields and that stands correct for both Boeing and Airbus

People like to have goals, executives even more so as they have to put them on paper with a deadline, and these mergers in fact have a single goal with no time limit, it is a permanent goal, a strife one might say against time, and in it there is a sense of destiny for both Bombardier, Boeing and Airbus, and accomplishment not all at once but stride by stride both diligently efficiently in terms of time and resources and significantly in terms of facts on the ground not only on paper

And that goal is to become the largest integrated industrial and transporter in space, yes there are exoplanets, yes there are other systems that can sustain human colonies, yes we do believe in evolved and cognizant alien species with which we can trade and that can be our customers and no time will not prove us wrong, next question

To reach that goal we have to become an actor of the space age economy, meaning we have to build it with our combined efforts and with our partners, a space age economy doesn’t know the woes that we know, nobody is illiterate or hungry or without an income and people do not live on 2 Dollars a day. Which is not what we have right now, and to be successful in our efforts we need a base that is this planet

And that we have to propel into the space age economy as a precondition to becoming an integrated industrial and transporter of space, which to become the largest or one of the largest we need also factor in our ability to replicate our success here elsewhere, in many elsewheres across trillions of other systems and billions of other galaxies and it starts here and now

Thank you for reading so far, and best wishes for this new year

#neo thunderstorm III

0 notes