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clerc16 · 4 months

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hey! hope you're well. could you possibly write something for charles, where him and reader are hosting a dinner for their families? thank you sm <3

(also, do you take smau requests?)

all’s well that ends well ; charles leclerc

a/n: thank you for requesting! yes, i do take smau requests - hope you enjoy!

summary: charles and Y/N’s eventful cooking journey.

warnings: none, maybe some curse words.

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“What on earth ... ?” Your eyebrows furrow as you look at the pot in front of Charles. He was just simply meant to be making pasta - you were in charge of making the sauces and chicken.

“What?” Charles replies, suppressing a laugh.

“How do you mess up pasta?!” You laugh, eyes widening and motioning at the overflowing pot.

“Never underestimate my many talents, amour,” he snorts as you shake your head and roll your eyes playfully.

“Okay, well ... will I trust you with the Alfredo sauce?”

Charles purses his lips together as he looks around the kitchen.

“The chicken, maybe?”

He shakes his head immediately and laughs.

“Um... the salad?” You ask. He shrugs and nods his head hesitantly.

“Possibly...” He mutters.

“Just stick around for moral support,” you giggle as you begin making the pasta, properly this time, as Charles leans behind you and places his hands on your waist.

“You sure you don’t need help?” He mumbles, kissing your cheek.

“You can assemble the ingredients. And do the dishes,” you snicker. He buries his head in your shoulder as you tell him his task and he groans playfully.

“Okay, well, it’s only fair,” he sighs as he separates from you and going to grab the ingredients for the rest of the meal.

“That smells really good,” he comments as you continue cooking, your mouth curling up into a smile.

“Why, thank you, Mr Leclerc,” you reply.

He ruffles your hair as he turns on some music, your shared playlist on Spotify, to spend the time.

Well, to be honest, it only distracted him from his tasks.

Instead of him rinsing the dishes and placing them inside the dishwasher, he grabs a wooden spoon and begins singing along to the music - very out of tune - and prancing around the kitchen. You didn’t complain; a free form of entertainment for you.

Halfway through his wonderful performance, you looked at the clock, realising that you are behind schedule and need to begin getting ready.

“Charlie, could you cut up the salad while I go get ready?” you explain.

“Of course, bébé. Go get ready, I’ll take care of it,” he replies as you smile and kiss him lightly.

“Thank you,” you say as you rush upstairs to get ready as fast as possible. He can’t mess up the salad, right?

Well, he didn’t. For the most part, anyway - the vegetables were cut up irregularly, but at least they were edible.

As he got ready, you began to prepare the table and plates, laughing whenever you take a glance at his salad.

“What are you laughing at, amour?” He says as he walks in behind you, needing help with his tie. You began to tie his tie as you laughed again.

“Your salad is very funny,” you giggle as he looks at you, a confused expression etched upon his face. You didn’t explain further - just continued to prepare the plates.

Less than half an hour later your families had arrived, the house being filled with laughter and chatter.

“I think we did a pretty good job. Well, mainly you, of course. Ignoring my pasta,” Charles tells you, laughing.

“Mhm, we did. Your pasta was... not delightful, but all’s well that ends well,” you say, amused.

Arthur was the first to walk into the dining room, the rest of you closely following behind him.

“The food looks so delic- what is going on with this salad?!”

#charles leclerc #charles leclerc x reader #f1 #f1 x reader #f1 x you #scuderia ferrari #charles leclerc imagine #formula 1 #charles leclerc x you #fanfics

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kanmom51 · 6 months

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JM's Production diary Documentary

And Live 23 October 2023

So, I don't know how to do this.

Write about JM's documentary separate from his live.

Write about the two without being all over the place.

Because not too much happened, and yet so much did.

So, where do I start? How do I get through this?

At this point I have so many ideas running through my head for posts, so much so that I'm not sure just yet how this post will work out, given that everything intertwines.

I still have JM's previous live to work on as well. Yeah, kind of overwhelmed at the moment.

I guess I will just get on with it, but I do think that more than likely there will be things I will either save for another post or two or three, or forget something (that I can guarantee) or just post on repeat, cause some things we just cannot get enough of.

Let's talk about the documentary a bit.

We got to see the process of JM creating his songs. How they would start with the idea, the narrative. Then the melody, instruments and the vocals and then the actual lyrics.

JM's musicality, his talent, his creativity all showcased.

We also got to see just how nice Pdogg is. How much he loves JM, how respectful he is to him, not to mention how talented he is himself. As a matter of fact, the whole team that worked with JM were super nice and talented and they just all seemed to be having a good time, even while working to the bone.

Oh, and how none of them actually knew English, lmao.

In the documentary we were shown how JM and Pdogg chose the quote from the movie to use in the song. Only that it wasn't the one they actually used in the song itself. And that is because, as JM revealed to us in the live, they picked it without knowing what the characters were talking about, picking a convo between the characters that sounded nice to them at the time, something that would suit the song. All while the two characters were actually talking about a visa, lol. And JM, well, he found that super funny (which truthfully, it really is), so he repeated it a couple of times.

We also saw RM in the documentary sitting down with them talking about writing lyrics. Only for JM to share with us that:

Which JM found to be very funny. I guess now it is, but back then... not sure he shared that same sentiment, lol.

He kept on laughing about him being an idea bank, lol. It's ok to acknowledge your genius, man!!!

Hobi and then Jin show up in the comments while JM is watching the documentary. And I was surprised at that point, given that I really did think JM wouldn't be doing this live, that it would have been pre-recorded. But it wasn't, and thank god for that, cause we all know what happened later on. Less than 1.30 minutes out of an almost 2 hour live, but gosh, what a 1.30 minutes they were, lol.

Anyways, Hobi shows up and JM goes all shy and even stops playing the documentary telling him to leave, that he won't continue playing until he does.

Guess who won that fight, lol. Hobi, of course. JM gives in and continues, once in a while saying they will go away at 9 pm (Jin came in to say that there is some kind of something military related, lol).

Letter

Yes, let's actually start with the name of the song.

Cause for some reason, although they all talk about the song using the word pyeonji (Letter), all while the translation is Dear.Army. Like what the actual fuck? Why would they do that?

Well, we kind of know, don't we?

Someone (cough Hybe cough) is working super hard to cement the song is for the fans.

Please tell me, if this was a song completely meant for the fans, why this incessant need of the company to sell this to us? Why change the name of it in the fucking documentary, while JM and the others are literally saying the word "letter" translating it to "Dear.Army"? There is only one answer I can think of here. And you know exactly what that answer is.

I'm not going to go back to all the reasoning as to why this is way more than a song for fans, I feel like we've discussed this ad nauseam. I will only say that NOTHING we saw in the documentary contradicts what we think about Letter.

You can see, throughout the process how emotionally tasking the song is for JM. And yes, a song for ARMY could be emotional, I mean both JM and JK have immense love for ARMY, and we've seen JK burst into tears talking to army or about army, JM getting very emotional himself. But this, this was more. There are moments there when you can see the anxiety just bursting out of JM.

This song was just MORE.

Especially when you take everything you see in the documentary, JM's state of mind, his words, his behaviour, and add it all up with the lyrics, even more so the missing lyrics. Would be hard to explain how "dongsaeng" fits into "this is a song for army"... Add it to the hidden track. But not only it being a hidden track, it's a hidden track only on the physical CD. Not the digital CD. So, no streaming. A track for Army, for his fans, that not all of his fans get to hear freely? A track for Army that, hmm... maybe wasn't supposed to even be in the album?

We got more than 2 seconds of JK. That's worth a mention too, no?

When I saw this I was: fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck.

Cause, no way under the sun, yes, pun intended, that this was about ARMY.

Army was NEVER REFERENCED AS THE SUN BY ANY OF THEM.

NEVER.

You know who was?

The level of emotion we see from the two of them throughout the process... this was so personal.

I rewatched it again today before writing these lines. It's JK's body language, it's JM's body language, it's JM going in to cup JK's face when telling him he wrote a fan song, and JK's reaction.

Dare I remind you that "Still with you" was classified by JK as a "fan song". Dare I remind you what our sentiments about that song are? Yeah, a fans song.

And I will remind you, not that you need the reminder, who happened to state for all of us to see that he was JM's fan. Happening to do so during JM's promotions of Face and before JM's Face Live, which I do not think was a coincidence AT ALL.

They are just precious. What else can I say?

There is this as well.

Also, I don't think I'm the only one seeing this. JK at the end going in for a hug, but JM, reaches out for a hand shake and a bow.

He bows.

Twice.

Now, the not going in for a hug could be one of two with JM. The first could be that it was too emotionally charged and that hug, in front of the cameras, will just be too hard. Too hard not to show the emotions. Too hard to break off.

Or, the second could be that by doing this, bowing the way he did do JK, he was showing us, the spectators, just how profoundly thankful he was for JK, and for his participating in the song.

Now that I think of it there could be a third reason. Which would be the combination of the two.

You know what I also noticed there?

That JK didn't bow back.

So, that's more or less what happened with them in the documentary. Not too much talking, when there is it's subdued, understandably so, given this is all done in front of the cameras. But, there is an undertone of emotions there.

Oh, and did I mention we see JM wearing the very important, at the time, necklace throughout the documentary? On that day of recording as well.

And happy little coincidence them wearing the black and white bucket hats? Lol.

Ok then. By now we all know that JK joined the live. And he does it exactly when they started letter. Quelle surprise. Quelle coincidence. Or was it?

Observations:

JK is too skinny. JM thought so too all while grabbing his tiddy.

JK is really tired. Said he was practicing. Eyes red. He needs to eat and sleep.

JM was genuinely surprised by JK's appearance. Th way he lights up, he was surprised and giddy and excited, his whole body movement, practically dancing in his seat with glee.

JK walks in holding his right hand in place. At first I thought maybe it was injured or hurt or unable to move, a cramp maybe, like the ones JM suffers from at times. But later on it looked like there was nothing wrong with his arm. So was that his way of holding himself back? Restraining himself? Containing himself?

JM signals for JK to talk into his mic,

Pulls the mic up forward away from his chest, and as JK comes closer he lets it go and leans back for JK to move in.

And JK, well why? The mic is right there. Why does he lean in lower? To say hello to Army? Talking to JM's what? Not the mic, that's for sure...

There did not seem to be a chair there next to JM when the live started, and when JK was leaving JM had him take a chair with him. So, as JK came into frame were the staff assuming he's going to be joining JM for the rest of the live? Also making sure to hand him a mic?

And then, JM asks JK "why did you lose so much weight?", all while reaching out his arm, and JK moves forward towards him, and you can see JK's eyes moving down to JM's arm all while JM just goes for JK's chest. Just going straight for the grab.

And JK, he loses it for just a second.

Sniff, gulp, giggle...

And we are back.

JK laughingly tells us he just practiced. But kind of still dumbfounded I guess.

And then I think JM came to as well (you know, awakening from the aftershock of his own actions, lol) and tells JK "time to go", or more so "get the fuck out of here as fast as you can and take that chair with you while you're at it, cause if you don't leave now I'm going to jump your bones right here right now".

Ok, so maybe he didn't say those words exactly, but that was the sentiment, lol.

JM apologises. Thrice.

For sending JK on his way.

And we get the hug. One of those Jikook in front of the camera hugs.

And again JM rushes JK to leave, smacking his butt while he's at it.

JK grabs the chair, tells JM to enjoy watching with Army and tells us he loves us on the way out. And JM sitting there watching JK, giggling, smile plastered on his face, waving by. But that isn't the end of it.

Because as JK leaves JM follows him with his gaze, until he waves him goodbye and only then gets back to the documentary.

And this is when we lost JM for a few minutes there during that part of the documentary, and even more so when JK was on screen singing or during their interactions.

And we also got this reaction to their hug.

What was going through your mind at that moment JM?

After JK leaves there is not too much left until the end of the documentary. And then we have a JM giggles attack. And the man is telling us he's laughing about balloon placements, but seriously, do we really think that's it?

And yes, JM was as always his own shy self while going it alone, and yes, he was finding it hard where to go with the live once the video was over, but this was just more than just plain embarrassment or shyness.

Could there have been someone there waiting for him? Someone that has that kind of effect on JM perhaps?

I don't think JK was there the whole time. He really did leave when JM was waving him goodbye (if he hadn't have left JM wouldn't have been able to get back to the documentary the way he did). But possibly, very possibly, lover boy went to shower and came back in time for JM's ending.

JM tells us during that giggle attack that he will post a pic of the funny balloons only to later post a pic of 19 balloons, the ones in the front shaped like an S. And why do I feel like that was JK's doing? The S shaped balloons...

Clearly the balloons were not placed that way at first.

Someone did this. Question is which one of them. The S, the 19, not a coincidence.

I guess that's it for this post.

Like I mentioned, I know I probably forgot stuff, and there will probably several posts to follow.

But I just needed to get this one out there for you guys. And I guess we'll add on as we go (especially seeing that I've reached my image limit here, as usual).

To sum this up.

WOW!!!

#Jimin #JM #JM's Production diary #JM's documentary #Jikook #kookmin #Minkook #Jungkook #JK #Jikook Letter

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palajae · 1 year

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love me (k)not. | 1k celebration [teaser]

PAIRING ▸ niki x reader, slight jungwon x reader

GENRE ▸ soulmate! au, string of fate! au, childhood-friends-to-lovers, romance, fluff, angst, humor, SLOW BURN

SUMMARY ▸ yes, niki can see the red string of fate that connects two people together. and no, he can’t just tell people who their soulmate is. you’re his only friend but there’s one problem and he can see it quite clearly (and literally)- your string isn’t connected to his.

RELEASE ▸ 01.06.23 here!

AKA a reality check that niki loves you, no matter what the universe says.

A/NOTES ▸ hi guys :))) i really didn’t expect to hit 1k followers after almost 9 months on tb, and im so grateful for the supportive community <;3

as a thank you, here is a special niki oneshot i’ve been working my butt off on bc its me lol and what else did you expect ? anyways, thank you all and i hope you enjoy!

class continued on normally, somewhat rowdy as always before the teacher came in. you get up to grab something on the floor, hair falling into your eyes. as usual, riki watches over you before spotting your foot catching on one of the chair’s legs. he quickly shouts out a warning, grabbing your wrist in order to balance you as your head whips up.

he catches you, staring at you in concern and making sure you’re alright. you stare at him in shock, flustered and without a response. he chides you with a roll of his eyes, mumbling something about how clumsy you always were and how he always had to watch out for you.

you can’t seem to form any words, so you just snatch your arm back and sit down. riki wordlessly offers a earbud to you, and you accept it with a smile. it’s something you got used to doing, sharing music and playlists with each other.

the teacher opens the door and everyone settles down, attention focusing.

but today, it was different. it wasn’t just your teacher walking in.

there was an addition. an addition that came in the form of a handsome looking boy around the same age as you guys.

the teacher introduces him as a transfer student. yang jungwon, he speaks with a shy smile and riki swears people swoon. everyone’s attention is on him, even yours too as you all study him curiously.

riki swore he was past all that looking at people’s soulmate strings and connections. it had been so long since he tried to put two and two together. it was a whole invasion of privacy, and he simply didn’t want to bother himself with other peoples affairs and relations.

but once he saw that new kid step into the room, riki can only focus on his hand, the first thing that came into his view.

and like it was in slow motion, he follows the tiny red string on his pinky down the row of desks to someone sitting a few inches away from riki himself, obviously not paying attention and oblivious to everything while listening to a shared earbud— you.

he almost thinks his eyes are fooling him. it was barely connected by that thin, cursed string. and that’s when it really hits him.

that string was connected to yours.

that string meant your soulmate just walked into the classroom—

and it certainly wasn’t riki.

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mqsi · 1 year

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bro ur really good a ta writting 👏❤❤❤

anyways can you write smut about fc barca players seeing readers preformance at idk a show for celebs or something ALSO the reader is belly dancing and singing hips don't lie, chantaje and ojos asi ( as if the reader was the original maker of the songs)

thanks love ya

Thank you love, I’ve seen your recent post and I just wanted to tell you that everything is gonna be okay, you’re strong. Here you go, I love you💓

warning: smut

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You just released a new album, ads and campaings for it were everywhere. You ended up getting an invitation for an event in Madrid. It was meant to gather the young stars in the world from various professions. Some of the Barça players were there as well.

You did a short interview first before the staff led you to a small stage so you can perform a song or two from the album. On your way there you met eyes with a short brunette. You immediately recognized the face. Golden boy, Pedri.

His eyes weren’t leaving yours and you smiled, rushing to the stage.

As you got on, people started gathering around, eager to hear you sing live. Pedri nudged Gavi in the shoulder, whispering something in his ear before they made their way to you.

Music blasted from the speakers as you started singing. The song you chose to do was very dynamic and it needed a good dance choreography to follow. Your hips started moving to the beat, the outfit you were wearing was showing some skin here and there.

At first, you were sceptical about wearing it but the way Pedri was watching you, it seemed like the perfect choice now. His eyes were on your body the whole time. You were enjoying yourself, his gaze was boosting your ego and he knew by the way you smiled at him.

When you finished the performance, people gave you a round of applause. You thanked everyone but the the only thing on your mind was Pedri. You wanted to approach him but your eyes lost his form. You were guessing he had his interviews and what not and just let it be for now.

The rest of the event was quite boring with your thoughts drifting off to Pedri. You were unsuccessful with finding him for the rest of the night. Disappointed, you went back to your hotel only to be met with the person you searched for the entire night. Pedri and Gavi were in the lobby, talking to some people before heading to the elevator.

You weren’t really planning to chase after him but the circumstances gave you no other option. You pretended like you needed to chase the elevator, which was not really a lie after all.

Gavi noticed you running and stopped the doors from closing. You rushed in

“Thank you” and Gavi nodded.

Pedri turned his eyes from the phone and his eyebrows lifted in surprise. He stuffed the phone in his pocket, giving you full attention.

“That was a nice show, you sure know how to dance” he replied, reffering to your quite sensual dancing on stage just a few hours ago.

“Well thank you, you sure know how to stare”

Gavi snorted but soon composed himself as Pedri gave him a warning look.

“I would say you enjoyed my staring skills”

The elevator came to a stop, both boys needing to get off here. You were trying to think of a quick comeback or anything to say to keep talking to him when you heard Pedri whisper in your ear.

“room 268, I’ll be alone in an hour” he said, leaving you shocked and turned on.

An hour passed rather quickly with you taking a shower and trying to find the underwear that match your bra the most,but at the end decided to just go without one. You weren’t really planning to get laid on your trip to a celebrity event but I guess you never know.

You nervously made your way to his door, knocking. Pedri opened, greeting you in a pair of shorts and a basic t shirt.

“I wasn’t sure If you’d actually come” he said, stepping to the side so you can enter the room. He locked the door behind you.

“You’re sharing this room?” You said, placing your phone down as the only thing you brought with you.

“Yes, with Gavi, but he ain’t sleeping here tonight” he said making his way on the balcony. You followed behind him, getting comfortable in one of the chairs. The balcony was pretty high up, giving you a stunning view of the city shining in the night.

“So, what made you come?” Pedri asked, crossing his arms against his chest and leaning against the railing.

You looked up at him from your spot “You”

“Oh yeah? Show me”

You got up from your seat, now standing in front of him. He looked you up and down, a slight smile plastered on his face.

“I mean, not wearing a bra speaks for itself” he said, now looking at your nipples that were visible against the tight tank top.

You stepped closer, one hand pulling apart his from his chest. “Well, I said I came here for you”

Pedri pulled you in by your waist, crashing your lips together in a messy kiss. Hands roaming your body, eventually coming to your breasts, teasing your nipples trough the material. You moaned in his mouth, one hand sneaking down to the bulge in his shorts. You stroked him a bit before sinking down on your knees.

“So needy, aren’t you? Gonna suck my dick here?” he said, pulling your hair from your face.

You smiled up at him, pulling the shorts and boxers down. Cold air on his bare cock made Pedri hiss, urging you to take him in your warm mouth. You gave him a few playful tugs before licking the tip. Soon, your mouth enveloped him, his hands tangling in your hair.

Pedri threw his head back, the wind ruffling his hair. He opened his eyes for a moment, met with the starry sky. You kept sucking him off, enjoying his sounds that were muffled by the streets.

Pedri pulled you back by your hair, breathing heavy.

“As much as I want to cum down your throat, I really want to fuck you as well”

Smirking, you got up and rushed back into the room. Pedri pushed you against the glass walls,kissing down your neck. He made quick work of your clothes, pressing you against the glass. You squirmed from feeing the cold material against your nipples.

All of this made you dripping wet, just waiting for him to fill you up. “Pedri,please”

He laughed behind you, one hand grabbing his cock, pushing it trough your folds, coating him in your juices. You whined when you felt him push in, stretching you out so deliciously. He grunted against your ear.

His hips soon found a steady pace, keeping his hands on your hips, ocasionally gripping them.

“It seems these are not just for dancing, ha?” He said, pulling out and slamming back into you.

You moaned, pushing your ass back, urging him to continue. He pressed your cheek against the cold surface.

“Fuck, you love being fucked like this? Pressed up against the glass? I wonder what would people think If the glass weren’t tinted”

You could only moan his name over and over again, his cock hitting all the right spots. Pedri’s hand went to your clit, working in circles. You could feel tears of pleasure forming.

“Go on, cum for me bonita”

A few more snaps of his hips and you were gone, his strong arms holding you up. He was close himself, thrusts sloppy, chasing the orgasm. Muttering curses under his breath, Pedri came on your ass, smearing the cum with his cock.

You looked back at him from the glass

“I hope there are more events you’re invited to”

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you didn’t specify who so I chose Pedri, I think he fits this better than Gavi.

a/n: poor Gavi sleeping on the floor at someone elses room so Pedri can fuck

#pedri gonzalez #footballer imagine #pedri fanfic #pablo gavi #pedri #x reader #pedri barça #gavi #pedri blurb #pedri smut #pedri one shot #pedri x y/n #pedri x reader #pedri imagine #pedri x you

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ashisill · 2 months

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Starting over

Warnings: drinking, throwing up, smoking, and language.

This is tame for now ;)

(Very lightly edited)

“Girl you need to get out more” your friend spoke to you as she got ready for the party. “That’s exactly why your coming with me”

“No I’m not. I don’t party you know this”

“I know it’s not your thing, but girl you need to meet new people. I know how bad he hurt you, but this time could be different”

After a small argument you agreed, and put on the dress that’s been collecting cobwebs in the back of your closet. You’ve recently got out of a toxic relationship. You decided to never let your walls down again. Maybe you’ve shut down, but there was no reason to try anymore. “An hour at max”

“Yeah yeah an hour whatever”

You could hear the music the moment you stepped out of the car. “Stop stressing your gonna have fun”

“I don’t know about that”

You grabbed her hand as she guided you inside the house. She greeted people you’ve never met, and you stood there awkwardly. You found a spot on the couch, and that’s where you stayed.

As your friend met up with you again she was highly disappointed. “Are you kidding me? Get up let’s go”

She pulled you into the kitchen. She took a shot, and wanted you to do the same. You gave in, and took one next to a boy that looked like he had one too many. Barely holding his head up you asked if he was okay. Your friend assured you he was fine, and ran off again yelling something as she left.

“Hey are you alright?”

“Have you seen my … my brothers I think … I think they left me”

“What do they look like?”

He paused confused, and his face turning white. You grabbed his arm, and rushed him outside. He began to throw up in the grass. You gave him the water bottle you’ve been nervously drinking from.

“Here you go”

“You’re too kind” he said catching his breath.

You smiled at him, but it didn’t last long before he was on all fours again. He sat up and thanked you for the water.

“Want me to help you find your brothers?”

He looked around, and started breathing heavily. He stood up and pointed at all the parked cars. You soon realized his was missing “How could they? They fucking left me. The cars fucking gone. MY car” he said slurring some of his words together.

“Have you tried calling them?”

“Yes straight to voicemail”

He paused trying to remember if he asked your name. You laughed at his confusion, and told him.

“I’m Josh it’s nice to meet you. Could have been nicer under better circumstances. Sorry I’ve had a bit” he laughed.

“A think than a bit” you laughed and he agreed.

“No worries I could take you home if you’d like. I’m pretty much sober”

“Oh no you don’t have to do that for me. I’ll call an Uber”

“I really don’t mind. An Uber would take a while. My friend said she’s leaving with a guy she just met. I’m don’t want to be here anyways”

“Me either musics a bit loud ain’t it? It’s about 20 minutes out if that’s alright.

The car ride was interesting as you shared songs back and forth. Plus the extra ten minutes it took when he told you the wrong turn.

“It’s up here on the left. Look at those bastards I knew they left me”

“Sorry about my driving skills” you laughed.

“No worse than me” he giggled at his own joke. “Thanks for taking me home. Your so kind dear”

“It wasn’t a problem” you smiled at him.

He grabbed your hand with both of his, and thanked you again. He fumbled with the handle, and stumbled out the car. “number?”

“Number? Oh of course” you handed him your phone.

He slowly put his number in your phone, and thanked you again. “I’m not usually this way, but most people aren’t as kind as you”

You wondered what he meant by that, but dismissed it . You drove back home with a feeling you haven’t felt in a long time. Even though you were feeling good about the night. You just convinced yourself that he wouldn’t even remember you in the morning.

That morning came around, and as you figured no text. You felt embarrassed about getting so excited, and got dressed for work.

Your day was long as usual. When the evening came around you hoped to see that curly headed boy again.

“Y/n next table” you sighed softly, and walked out.

“Hello i’m-” you paused

“No fucking way. It’s you” he immediately got up to hug you.

Your entire mood was fixed in an instant. “What a coincidence. How are you?”

The other boys just stared at each other confused.

“I’m much better” he laughed. “How are you?”

“I’ve been better. Long day. I’m glad your here though”

Why did you say that? He’s gonna think you’re weird. He’s gonna think you’re falling for him. You just met him, and you’re blowing it.

He gave you a soft smile, and his eyes lit up. He went to speak, but another boy cut him off.

“Ya gonna introduce us to your friend?” one of the long hair boys said. He looked and sounded strangely like Josh.

“Right. Well that’s Jake he loves to interrupt”

“Well aren’t you one to talk”

“We’re twins unfortunately. Anyways this is Sam”

He waved his hand at you awkward, and you did the same.

“And this is Daniel. And everyone this is y/n”

“It’s nice to meet you all” you gave them your best smile. You turned around to see your manager watching you from a far. You hurried them along and walked away to grab their drinks.

“Umm you didn’t think to tell us about her?” Sam said.

“Well I just met her last night when you decided to run off and leave me”

“She’s gorgeous” Jake stared as you walked away.

“Watch it Jacob”

“You sure care a lot about someone you met just last night”

“Well she was the only one who checked up on me the entire night. And if I’m not mistaken you’re the one who left me there so shut it”

You came back with the drinks. Jake just smirked at you. “Thanks sweetheart” he said trying to push his brothers buttons.

Josh just glanced at him “ignore him”

The rest of the night went well. They stayed a while ordering drink after drink. Even after you took all there plates. “Hey umm what time do you get off” Josh said nervously.

“Ten so about thirty more minutes” you crossed your fingers hoping you didn’t have to stay late.

You walked away leaving Josh with a giddy smile. You returned waiting for more small talk but the table was empty. “Great” you began to gather the plates, and noticed the words smudge on a napkin.

“I’m waiting outside :) ~ Josh”

Your face turned red and you put the note in your pocket. You asked your boss if you could clock out, and she agreed to let you. You headed out front to find Josh waiting just like he said.

“You actually waited!”

“Of course I did. You didn’t think I would just run off and leave did you?”

“Maybe, but you didn’t” you smiled at him.

“So umm whatca doin after this?” He ask as his face turned red.

“Going home” you said then added “unless you wanted to do something”

“Do you smoke?”

And that’s how you ended up hot boxing Josh’s car with them. In any other situation being in a car with four men you barely know would be a nightmare. Except right now you couldn’t feel more at home. You all stumbled inside where you found a spot on the couch.

“Your tv is fucking huge”

Josh started belly laughing as if that was the funnest thing he’s ever heard. “You know what else is huge?”

His face went pale and he covered his mouth. “Did I say that?”

“Oh yeah you said that bud” Jake said. “Don’t let him lie to you”

“No don’t let Jake lie to you”

Sam let out a yell to quiet them, but instead you found Sam absolutely hilarious.

Josh turned the tv on some show you’ve never seen. You watched mesmerized for hours. Laughing at all the silly things, and chugging Josh’s water. Your eyes started to get heavy, and your head started to fall as you dosed off. Josh noticed and gently guided your head to his shoulder. Sam let out a loud “awwwww” and Josh shushed him. You laid there for a bit before getting uncomfortable.

“Would you like to lay in my bed?”

“No” you said defensively and pushed yourself away from him.

He quickly realized what you thought he meant. “Oh no not like that. I just mean so you could get comfortable. I’ll stay on the couch”

“Oh” you said shocked.

“I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable” he said looking down.

“No I just- I just thought you meant something else”

“Your welcome to take my bed like I said I’ll stay here”

As bad as you wanted a comfy bed to sleep in, you felt to bad. You settled to sleep on the couch, and he brought you pillows and blankets. Everyone went their own way, and you stayed in the living room.

The house was oddly quiet, and you just couldn’t get comfortable. Even though it was definitely in your head you swore you could see things in the dark. You grabbed your phone and walked up the stairs. You found your way to Josh’s room, and quietly opened the door. You shined the light from your phone, and walked towards the bed.

“Changed your mind?” He whispered.

“It’s scary in there” you made an excuse.

He laughed softly and opened the covers for you to lay down. You laid on your side trying to give him his space. You tossed and turned for far too long, and let out a sigh.

“Come here” he said laying his arm out. You cuddled up close to him. He wrapped his arms around you, as you laid on his chest.

“I’m really glad we met y/n”

“Me too Josh”

The next morning you woke up alone. Josh had already gotten up and let you sleep. You rolled over to see a cup of coffee sitting on the nightstand, still steaming. You smiled softly and took a sip. You headed downstairs making sure not to spill it.

“Ah there she is” Jake said still in his pjs. “Have a seat”

“What are you watching?”

“Don’t tell me you’ve never seen this movie”

“Can’t say I have”

He started to explain it to you, and it only made you more confused. You questioned if it was a good movie, and he pretended to be heavily offended. You made small talk with Jake before his smile faded “Josh is in the kitchen. I know that’s who your looking for”

“Well I was talking to you” you laughed.

“Don’t pretend to be interested. Go find Josh” You stared at him confused before you hesitantly got up from the couch.

You wondered why his mood changed so quickly. He was opening up, and talking with you but he just stopped. His entire demeanor changed. You wondered if he just got tried of you. Or maybe he was afraid of Josh being upset. Either way you wished you could have talked a bit longer.

You stood in the kitchen as Josh cooked breakfast. Music was playing softly and he was humming along.

“Morning” you said getting his attention.

“Ah good morning. I hope your coffee is good I didn’t know how you liked it”

“It’s perfect. Thank you”

You took a seat on the counter beside him while he finished cooking “How’d you sleep?”

“Good actually. I had a weird dream though”

“I had a dream as well. How long have you been up?”

“Not too long. What was your dream about?”

“What did you dream about”

“Oh” he paused like he wasn’t supposed expecting you to ask. “I can’t really remember”

Is Jake always like that?” you laughed thinking he wouldn’t ask much.

“Like what? A dick? Yes”

“He was talking to me then out of nowhere he told me to leave” you laughed again finding humor in it

“Hmm I’ll talk to him”

“No it’s okay I found it funny”

“Well I don’t. Truthfully I don’t want him to run you off. I swear I don’t ever move this fast, but I’m starting to like ya” he said before walking out the kitchen.

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missuga · 1 year

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12:29 a.m — Kuroo Tetsurou

+ established relationship, 1.2k

Maybe it was the combination of the handful of drinks you had at the bar earlier with coming home to a cold empty apartment, or maybe it was even due to the fact his name flooded your head all night so far.

Whatever it was, you found yourself settled under a couple blankets on your couch ignoring the fresh glass of wine you poured yourself while you texted him.

You: I have a great idea

Kuroo: Why does that scare me kind of

Kuroo: What is it

You: You should come over, I just got home

Kuroo: You mean right now?

You: No tomorrow

You: Yes right now

Kuroo: You miss me don’t you

You: Nevermind

Kuroo: I’m leaving in a minute

You couldn’t remember the last time you’d asked him to come over this late, but right now it was the only thing on your mind. You were desperately craving to see the stupid smug grin on his face as he walked through the door to your apartment like he knew you were going to text him.

For the first time, you were thankful that the both of you lived so close to campus, it meant you were only a minute away from each other.

It’d been more than convenient when you started talking, being able to see each other whenever you wanted to outside of the classes that you shared.

The knock sounding from the front door broke the music coming from your tv just barely, but it was enough to make your heart skip a beat and without hesitating, you pushed yourself off the couch towards the door.

“Hi.” You said almost breathlessly once you opened the door, trying your best to ignore the cold blast of air pushing its way into your apartment.

“Hi,” Kuroo said back, a dopey grin plastered on his face just as you hoped it would be. You could only stare at him for a second before he interrupted your thoughts, “Can I come in? It’s freezing.”

“Shit, yeah.” You laughed stepping back and pulling him inside as you did.

“Are you drunk?”

“Nope.” You answered a bit too quickly, shaking your head as you did. “Almost though.”

“Right.” He shook his head as he followed you to the kitchen, eyeing the bottle of wine that sat open on the counter.

“Want something? I think I still have some of your nasty IPAs left in the fridge from last weekend.” You moved to look in the fridge, smiling at the way Kuroo rolled his eyes at your comment.

“They are not nasty.”

“Mhmm, whatever you say.”

“But sure, that works.” He answered, taking the tall can you pulled out of the fridge. “So you’ve just been drinking at home alone all night?”

“What? No.” You let out an exaggerated gasp as you leaned against the counter, “I would never. I went out with some friends from my classes.”

“Friends from your classes? I’m hurt I’m not included in that.” Kuroo forced a pout before it broke into a small smile at the way you rolled your eyes. “Did you go to the new bar across campus?”

“The overpriced one? Yeah, it sucked.” You groaned remembering the prices of your few drinks. “It’s supposed to be marketed towards college students, wouldn’t you think they’d try to reflect that in their prices?”

“That’s why you gotta pregame, saves money and time.”

“Pregame? We’re not freshmen.” You rolled your eyes again at the stupid comment, only he’d say something like that. “From what I remember, you never used to even go out, mr. pregamer.”

Kuroo looked away from you at that, taking a long drink from the beer in his hand. You weren’t wrong, before he’d met you he only went out to bars with his friends maybe twice a month.

“Anyways, c’mon I don’t wanna stand anymore let’s go to the couch.” He changed the subject, pushing you to where you were sitting before. “I’m stealing all these blankets by the way.”

“No, you have to share.” You pulled them further towards you as you both settled on the couch.

“Hmm, I’ll share only like this.” He started, moving so close to you that you swore he was almost sitting on your lap. You couldn’t complain though, he was so much warmer than you’d been before.

“I can’t stand you.”

“Why’d you ask me to come over then?”

“I thought you might’ve been bored.” You sighed, sipping your wine once more. “I only wanted to do something nice.”

“Oh, why thank you. You’re so kind.” Kuroo shook his head before leaning further into you, resting his head on your shoulder. “Can you set this on the table next to you?”

You grabbed the can from him, surprised at how light it felt.

“It’s empty!” You almost laughed, he hadn’t even been over for ten minutes.

“I might’ve been out earlier too,” He started, shutting his eyes for a moment. “They go down faster now.”

“Hopefully you didn’t go to that dumb bar.” You sighed softly, bringing a hand up to play with his hair. “Don’t you dare fall asleep on me right now.”

“Mmm but you’re so comfy.”

“Is it something about this couch?” You asked, “You fall asleep so fast on it.”

“So, I’m staying the night, right?”

“If you’re staying the night, we’re going to my bed. I am not sleeping on this couch with you laying on top of me again.” You groaned remembering the last time he did this. It was one of the first times he’d stayed over. “Are you listening to me?”

“Mhm, you want to take me to your bed. What a pervert.”

“I’m starting to regret texting you.” You stood from the couch, heading towards your room without him. “You can sleep out there.”

“Wait!” Kuroo laughed loudly, following you shortly after.

“Go stay in the guest room.” You said softly glaring at him, trying your hardest to not laugh at the obvious fake pout on his lips.

“Noo, it’s so cold in there,” He started, a hint of amusement pulling at his voice as well. “I’ll miss you.”

You paused at his words, staring at him for a moment before sighing.

“Fine, but you have to turn around while I change, it’s only fair for being so rude to me.”

“Rude to you?! I’d never.” He laughed slightly exasperated.

“It’s this or the guest room, Tetsurou.” You smiled innocently at him, the corners of your lips twitching up further when he groaned and turned around.

“Fine. Hurry up. I’m getting cold from not cuddling you.”

“You’re so dumb, hold on.” You changed quickly and crawled under the covers, holding them aside for him. “C’mere you big baby.”

“Finally.”

He slid under the blankets, resuming his position of more than half his weight laying on you, his head resting on your chest with an arm across your waist.

“Mmm, perfect.” Kuroo sighed softly, pushing his legs to tangle with yours. “Wanna do something tomorrow?”

“Depends on how you act tonight.” You answered. “Maybe if you keep your hands to yourself.”

“I always keep my hands to myself.” He mumbled, and you could picture the smug smile adorning his lips.

“No you definitely do not.”

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chaotic-on-main · 8 months

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Sky, first of all, let me congratulate you on reaching 250 followers! You are an absolute star and seeing all your fantastic accomplishments is a sight to behold!💖💖😊 Second, I think I would like a matcha green tea with kitchen sink from the ice cream truck please! Specifically, kitty acquisition!🐈😻 Thank you so very much and keep being awesome! :)

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☾ Pairing ➼ Levi Ackerman x gn!Reader

☾ Content/Warnings ➼ modernAU, alluded animal abuse (very very little!), cat dad!Levi, kitty adoption, fluff, established relationship

☾ A/N ➼ Hi Cas!! Thank you so much for sending this request in, it's so cute!! The kitty acquisition line is so funny even tho it took me ages to understand what you meant (my fault). Just imagining him being soft to animals that need love?? UGH I WANT HIM. Anyways, I hope you enjoy!! 💕 (Also I hope you're hanging in there still! Tropical storms are so scary and I'm sending you all the best wishes and vibes your way)

☾ Word Count ➼ ~2.9k

Levi is always really good at keeping surprises from you. No amount of pestering nor poking would make him relent his deepest darkest secrets. Even when you pulled the birthday card and asked for even the smallest of hints, he didn’t budge.

You suppose that wasn’t the worst thing, but you’d be lying to yourself if you said you weren’t the littlest peeved at it even though you knew it would benefit you in the long run.

So, when Levi blindfolded you the moment you both buckled into his car for the afternoon, you can’t help but sigh heavily. He told you to dress casually and you both skipped lunch, so you knew he was taking you out to eat.

Why he wouldn’t show you where he was taking you though was beyond you. You knew this town like the back of your hand so where could he even take you that you wouldn't know?

“Levi, you’ve kept me on my toes for a whole month. At least tell me something about it?” You whine. The speakers around you play the shared playlist you and Levi had made together in an effort to stop fighting over who got the music that day – the rule being each artist would get 5 songs each. You managed to swing 10 for a couple artists, which of course was met with an eye roll.

“You’ve waited one month. What’s another 15 minutes?” He grumbles next to you. You feel his hand sit on your thigh and squeeze your flesh gently.

“Just one teeny-tiny smidgen?”

“Fine. I don’t think this is a good idea.”

“What do you mean?”

“You said one small thing. That’s all you get.” There’s a hint of a smirk in his voice, which only makes you huff quietly.

There are a few turns and stops here and there but eventually, you feel the car slow to a stop before hearing Levi moving the gear stick into park. He turns the car off, the jingling of keys filling up the now empty space.

"Are you ready?" He asks off to the side.

"Yes!" Then you feel his long fingers hooking into the blindfold and tugging up and out of your eyes then over your head.

It takes a few hard blinks before your vision can make sense of the brightness around you. At first you notice you’re in front of some sort of shopping center. Upon further investigation, you’re in front of a café.

There are big, wide glass windows on the entire exterior wall, littered with various paw prints and cat vinyl stickers. On one of the windows reads ‘Whiskers Perch’ with a cat paw holding up a steaming mug of something. Your first thought is it’s a cat themed café but then your eyes snap to movement right below the name – it’s a tabby cat doing the biggest stretch known to man.

This isn’t just a cat themed café.

This is a cat café.

And Levi took you here for your birthday because you’ve always wanted to visit one of these.

“Oh my, Levi..” Your voice trails off as you look over to your boyfriend of many years. He’s eyeing you cautiously as he gauges your reaction. You give him a wide smile and lean over to kiss him on the cheek softly.

“This is the best thing ever! I see why you wanted to wait to show me.” You can’t hold back the squeal that comes out as you unbuckle yourself from the seat. Levi softly huffs in amusement next to you as he does the same.

When you and Levi walk in, you’re met immediately by a hostess wearing a long apron and cute pink top. She smiles at you both as she looks up from the pad in her hand.

“Hi! Welcome! What name is your reservation under?” Her pretty eyes bounce between the two of you.

“Ackerman.” Levi says. The hostess’ eyes trail down her pad before releasing a small ‘ah!’ and marking something down.

“Great, looks like you booked for an hour and fifteen. Follow me this way!” She chirps as she sits the pad down on the wooden podium.

As the hostess leads you to your reserved spot, you don’t hesitate to ogle at everything around you. The café is quite large, which you wouldn’t have guessed from just the outside alone. There’s one central lobby where cats freely roam – either sleeping on the many towers or playing with each other and the miscellaneous toys lying about. You don’t spot the patrons right away but as you move further in, you notice there are semi-enclosed rooms lining the outer walls.

Each room has an archway as an entrance, kept wide open so that cats and patrons can come and go, and above each door is a number – the max going to 24. Most of the booths are filled with multiple people, all eating and drinking with cats lingering around them. The best thing about the little enclosed alcoves was that the noise level is minimum.

She takes you to an alcove off to the left, labeled number 8.

“Your waiter will be with you momentarily. Please take a few minutes to read through the rules if you haven’t already.” She smiles widely at the two of you as you settle in before taking off back to the front.

There are a couple small menus in front of you and you reach over to pick them up. One is a menu for food and drinks and the other is a rules list.

1. Be gentle – no tugging or pulling.

2. No loud noises.

3. Do not pick up the cats – let them come to you.

4. Do not share the food/drinks with the cats.

5. Cats are cats, we are not held liable for any damage they may cause you.

6. If there’s any emergency, do not hesitate to alert a team member.

7. Feel free to take pictures and have fun!

8. Some cats may be up for adoption – please ask a team member if you might be interested.

A lot of these rules are common sense, though you can't blame them for reiterating them for those who need it. The last rule catches your eye and you find yourself flicking your gaze up and over the menu to Levi. He’s busy looking at the drink menu and pays you no mind. Is this why he said this was a bad idea?

“Are there any teas you want to try?” Levi asks over to you, his eyes still glued to the laminated menu in his hands.

“You’re the tea connoisseur, I trust you.” You shrug your shoulders as your eyes graze the menu in front of you. The teas had fancy names with their blends underneath and truth be told, it was all a little overwhelming. Best to leave it to Levi, you think. But the food…

Your waiter comes by a few moments later to take the orders, dropping off a teapot and a couple of cups right after. As Levi stirs the leaves around, you take this chance to stare out to the lobby. There are a myriad of cats running about but none paying much mind – except for a small jet black one sitting high in one of the cat towers.

Bright yellow eyes stare into yours from far away. You can’t see much of him as he’s tucked in high, but from what you can see, there are a few nicks in his ears and his face is quite round. Besides his eyes, everything is dark – like a black void. He only sits and stares at the two of you, despite you trying to coax him to come closer.

“Levi, I think this one is plotting our murder.” You mutter, pointing towards the dark void.

“Well, it is a cat. That’s just how they are.” Levi says back jokingly. Satisfied with the steeping time, he pours a dark red liquid into the cups before sliding yours over to you so you can make it up as you like with the ingredients offered. Levi leans back with his cup in hand, the way he always does, and takes a careful sip as he eyes you doing the same.

The flavor is wonderful, and you can’t even begin to categorize the different notes. It’s sweet and floral, almost earthy in tones – with a light spice. Levi always knew how to pick a good tea. You lean back in your seat and sigh in content.

“This is good.” You say finally, setting the cup and saucer back down on to the table with a clink.

“It’s not half bad.”

“Not half bad? That’s some high praise from Levi Ackerman.” You joke, raising an eyebrow at him.

Suddenly there’s a shift in weight on your booth as a large short-haired orange cat leaps onto it. It’s tan striped with a few white spots across his face. Wide hazel eyes stare up at you.

Mrrooww!

“Oh look at you!” You coo down as you place your hand on his head and start scratching. His fur is soft and you feel his body vibrating under you as he purrs loudly. Trailing your fingers down his red collar, you pinch the tag between two fingers and lean down for a closer look.

“Milo huh? You are such a cuties.” You whisper down to him. He lets you pet his back a couple more times before circling around and lying down next to you. His eyes are closed instantly, deciding this is his new napping spot. You place your hand on his soft belly and pet it, eliciting more purrs.

You and Levi fill the time before the food came with talks of what you’d like to do that evening. As cats came for face rubs and left with happy purrs, you ultimately decide you want to stay home and make dinner together then maybe settle in with a movie. Levi, of course, agreed easily as he was not one who liked to be out at night anyways – but he was always willing if you wanted it. The idea of going out for your birthday became less appealing as the years came and went. Well, with the exception of the cat café, of course.

The next time your eyes survey the lobby is after the waiter comes by to pick the empty plates in front of you. You immediately spot the same black cat from earlier. He’s much closer this time, sitting back on his hind legs with his front paws barely passing through the arch. Those electric eyes stare up but not at you. They’re staring straight at Levi, who stops talking to look over once he realizes your attention is no longer on the conversation.

“Levi, I think the murder he’s plotting is yours.” You say quietly. An attempt to ‘pspsps’ is made but to no avail. Not even a glance is thrown your way. The cat slowly blinks before standing up on all fours and leaving.

“If I go missing, you’ll know it was him.” Levi says back dryly.

You snort at that as your hands reach down under the table to pet the long white fur belonging to a Himalayan cat that had laid claim to your lap halfway through your meal. You don’t fight the urge to boop the soft pink nose of your new friend. A baby blue eye cracks open at you from the sudden touch but she just curls up even more on your legs, stretching her paws out to show you matching soft pink beans.

“How much time do we have left, do you think?” You ask Levi as you look up at him. He’s watching you intently with those dark eyes of his and there’s a small smile tugging at the corners of his lips as he does.

“About another 20 minutes.” He glances at his phone screen to check the time. You peep the screen and notice his background is a picture of you sitting on the central fountain in your town’s square, mid-laugh as you try hide from the camera. It was taken a few weeks ago and you wonder how long he’s had it like that. It’s intriguing considering he always kept the original images that came with the phone upon first purchasing it, but you don’t press.

There’s a soft ding to the right of you and when you look down, you see that the black cat is back – this time with a small silver toy in his mouth. It seems to be a bell attached to a string. In a swift motion, he jumps up to Levi’s booth and sets it down next to Levi before sitting back on his haunches and staring up into Levi’s startled eyes.

This is the first cat to approach Levi the entire time you have been there. And he was brought a gift no less. You find yourself quietly giggling at the sight and don’t hesitate to snap a picture of their stare off.

mew

The quiet mewl he makes melts your heart immediately.

“He brought you dinner.” You say softly.

“She, actually.” The waiter that had left with the check earlier is back now, setting the black book and pen down in front of Levi. “She’s unusually quiet for her breed, so it’s nice to see her so open with a patron. What did you do?”

“I didn’t do anything.” Levi grumbles, taking the pen and signing the merchant receipt in his neat handwriting.

“Can I ask what kind of cat she is? And what happened to her?” You eye the nicks in her ears. There are a few chunks taken out, all fully healed.

“She’s a rescue. Before coming here, she was locked in a cage at all times. You see, she’s a bombay so you can imagine what they held her for. They’re quite rare.” The waiter says sadly. They perk up quickly though, and smiles over to Levi. “But she’s really taken a liking to you.”

Levi carefully reaches over and his hand hovers over her head in hesitation. She initially pulls back and you can see the gears in her head rolling as she considers Levi. She opts to sniff his hand and that’s it.

They do look good together, you think.

“Can I ask- is she up for adoption?” Levi’s eyes snap to yours.

“We don’t have room for a cat right now.” He mutters quietly.

“Shush.” You wave your hand at him before turning your attention back to the waiter.

“She is! Would like me to get the paperwork?”

“Now hold on a minute-“

“Levi, look how much she likes you!” You stretch your arms out to the black cat who had not moved a muscle during this whole interaction. Yellow eyes blink slowly up at Levi.

“That doesn’t refute the fact that we barely have the space nor time to take care of her.”

“We’ll make room. Besides, I work from home so I can keep an eye on her!”

Levi says your name with exasperation, narrowing his gaze at you.

“She needs a home.” You say, and even more quietly, “Plus, it’s my birthday.”

“You’re impossible.” He grumbles before turning his attention back to black cat next to him. There’s no collar around her neck. “What’s her name?” He asks, looking up to the waiter.

“She never came with one nor did she answer to one.” The waiter purses his lips.

“Would you like to come home with us?” Levi asks gently to the cat. You swear you see her round eyes widen as another quiet mewl escapes her. His expression has softened considerably and the tone he uses makes your heart jump. It's all laced with adoration. Slowly raising your phone up, you take another photo.

Levi straightens up and clears his throat before raking his fingers through his hair as he thinks. His eyes slide over to you, almost as if he was checking one more time if this is really what you want. You give him two thumbs up.

“Fine, bring me the paperwork.”

Half an hour later, the adoption papers were official and you are both sitting in his car, the silence almost deafening. Your new family member curls up in the carrier that was provided to you to take, and you turn around in your seat to watch her sleep.

“Are you mad?” You whisper over to Levi.

“No.” Levi turns the keys, the car rumbling to life right away.

“Are you sure?” You bite your lip nervously.

“Yes, I’m not mad. Just-“ He looks over to you. “This is our first pet together. I’m…”

“Levi, are you nervous?”

“No. Maybe. I don’t know.” Levi grips the steering wheel and puts the gear in reverse. He checks the rearview mirror for any oncoming traffic, his gaze dipping down to the black cat in the backseat.

“You’re going to be a great cat dad, Levi.” You smile over at him. He just sighs softly as he pulls out of the parking spot, eyes alert to anything that might come in his blindspots.

“We’ll see. Have you thought of a name?”

“I was thinking Bleptholomew.” You say back with confidence.

“Absolutely fucking not.” He says quickly, eyes cutting over to you from the mirror. “Besides, that sounds like a boy's name.”

“Pft, cats can be named anything. They don’t believe in gendered names.” You cross your arms over your chest with a fake pout.

“Anything else?”

“Frankie?”

As Levi drives out of the parking lot and into the busy street, he reaches over and gives your thigh a squeeze.

“Frankie it is.”

#sky's summer event #hehe kitty acquisition #levi ackerman #levi ackerman x reader #levi x reader #levi ackerman x gn!reader #levi x gn!reader #attack on titan #aot #shingeki no kyojin #snk #fluff #cat dad!levi #modern au #asks #answered

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WIP Wednesday

Given that Virgil is into music and art, I thought, why not writing? I have a fair bit more written for this fic but I'm still tweaking it. Anyway, a bit of FishTank for WIP Wednesday!

Night Shift

An alarm sounded and Gordon Tracy woke, ready for duty. Thankfully, it wasn't the piercing IR alert designed to wake even the likes of Virgil; so he stretched, kicked off his covers, then lay back, allowing himself a moment or two to appreciate his diverse collection of tropical fish, despite the ungodly hour. Most of his diurnal species had chosen to tuck themselves away into various crevices within the coral. He envied their option to rest as he forced himself out of bed and grabbed the nearest clothes to hand.

The aquanaut followed his feet towards the comms room; his brain slow to shake the dregs of sleep. A warm breeze greeted him as he entered.

Damn, does Scott never sleep?

He looked to his Father's desk, but found it empty so scanned the balcony and spotted Virgil scribbling away. Grabbing a bowl of cereal, he headed over to join the brother who should have long been in bed.

"What are you drawing?"

"Not drawing. Writing...well, trying to."

Gordon attempted to read the room...balcony. Virgil didn't seem to mind his intrusion, so he perched on the neighbouring lounger and took another bite of his cereal.

"I thought you were an artist?"

"Can't I be both?"

Virgil's baritone was mumbled out from around a pencil held between his lips. If Grandma could see them now, she'd clout the pair of them.

"Besides, I wouldn't really call myself an artist. I dabble..." His older brother shrugged.

"Don't you sell your art to studios for like four figures?"

"Sometimes five."

"Wow, imposter syndrome much?"

Virgil snorted.

"Who made you my therapist?"

"Just calling it as I see it bro. You should give yourself more credit."

He was rewarded with one of his brother's heartwarming smiles.

"Thanks."

Virgil returned to silently re-reading one of his pages for possibly the fifth time in as many minutes. The paper was littered with arrows leading to hastily scribbled notes and no shortage of question marks. The engineer made a couple of sharp intakes of breath, as if calculating possible additions to his plot, before letting out a long exhale in defeat. The dog-eared journal, discarded in disgust, fell open at the floor. Gordon was quick to scoop it up.

"Don't!" A wall of muscle scrambled off the chair.

It was a weird combination to see something so big and powerful so...vulnerable? His brother gave the impression of a startled horse ready to turn and bolt.

"Aren't stories meant to be read?"

"It's not finished yet."

"I don't mind."

"Yeah but I'm not sure I want anyone I know reading it."

"Why, is it about us?"

"No."

"Then why?"

Gordon wasn't entirely sure why he was pushing his brother on this. Virgil's art was exquisite, so a part of him was genuinely curious to know what new masterpiece his brother had created. Another part of him almost felt the need for his brother to trust him. They put their lives in each other's hands on a regular basis. Why would Virgil not trust him with this?

"I...don't know." The engineer in Virgil always liked to give people a proper answer to any queries, but his brain denied him any real reason not to share his work, maybe other than the quiet fear of being judged. But Gordon wasn't like that. His brother had an arsenal of practical jokes, but they were matched by just as many compliments.

"Isn't your art 'n' music the same sorta thing though?"

"Yes. No. I don't know."

A shrug.

"Somehow, it doesn't feel the same. I can't explain why. I guess...I'm new to writing. I'm used to you guys hearing me play."

Gordon smiled. Trust had to be earned and he had no intention of pressuring his wingman to dive beyond his comfort zone.

"Fair enough. I won't pry. You have your secrets and I have mine."

"What secrets?"

Truth be told, he didn't have any, but it was fun to keep his brother guessing, so he gave an impish grin, and wiggled his eyebrows for good measure. "Wouldn't you like to know?"

"Fine." Virgil shrugged with a smile.

Gordon shoveled another spoonful. "Doesn't look like much fun though. Looks like you've more variables to solve in that little journal of yours than Brains tackles in his lab."

"Meh, the characters keep taking charge of the story and it derails my plot."

"Virgil?"

"What?"

"They're. Not. Real." He whispered emphatically.

"That's what I keep telling them."

"Dude..." Gordon shook his head with mock disbelief.

Virgil ignored him, but continued to erode the end of his pencil with his teeth.

"You know you'll be blaming Brains for how those look in a few days. Why don't you take a break? Sleep. You'll be fresher in the morning."

"Can't sleep."

"Peru?"

"All of it."

There was a pause.

Virgil's shoulders slumped, his eyebrows knitting in a way that darkened his already silhouetted features. "It's never... about the one bad rescue though, is it? ...They're just the catalyst to unleash the rest of the sh*tty iceberg we keep trying to bury below the surface."

"Just as well you have the most talented and by far the most handsome aquanaut here to come 'n' pick you up! I'll have you know that navigating treacherous seas is kinda my speciality."

#thunderbirds fanfiction #thunderbirds are go #thunderfam #gordon tracy #virgil tracy #fish tank

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marengogo · 11 months

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5: Marengo & The Rainbow Avengers

Take Two - by BTS

[Music is a very big part of my life and I’m MOSTLY INCAPABLE of writing without music, so I just thought I'd share what I am listening to while writing this]

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I meant to post this yesterday, in honour of their birthday, but, 24 hours never seem to be quite enough do they? So, here it is, the SUPER-LONG-DETAIL story of how Marengo was unexpectedly saved by 7 Rainbow Avengers, also known as BTS.

CHAPTER 1: MY HEART WAS BROKEN

The date was January 27; 2019. ARASHI japanese boy band that debuted in 1999 got together and in front of a well organised, and somewhat serene, press setting, televised to their fans all over the world including myself, announced that they would go on an indefinite hiatus starting January 1, 2021. Not sure why I wasn't expecting this. This was the first time they every did something like this, and the tell-tell signs had been plenty, but still, had I been ready, it still would have hit as hard as it did.

I remember silently crying, as Ohno their leader and my bias, who is the one in the middle of the above picture spoke and told us how, basically. he was tired and just wanted to spend his time on his boat fishing his days away. Fishing had always been his passion, but he also always dreamed of becoming the captain of his own ship Monkey D. Luffy watch out!. ARASHI had quite a few of their own shows and in one of them (Arashi Ni Shiayagare) we the fans, and the other members, got to cheer him on as he studied to get a licence to drive a boat. He succeeded, got his boat and for the rest of that year’s show he’d take us on adventures with his boat, fishing with famous Japanese celebrities as guests it was still a show after all. Every time he was on his boat he looked so fucking happy. So when he finally made the announcement, yes, I was shocked, yes, I was distraught, but ultimately I was happy for him. Just a whole STORM arashi means storm of emotions really.

You need to understand, at that point, I had been their fan since 2009. If my Japanese is at the level it is right now, 1/10 of it is definitely thanks to them, since I used to regularly translate all their songs, dramas, shows, etc. To imagine I only started listening to them as a fun way to help me study Japanese … Anyways, back on track … their announcement happened on my 10 year anniversary (their 20th) and I remember the following day coming back from work, with their music in my ears, stopping at a traffic light wanting to cry as I kept thinking about them and right in that moment, I looked up at the big screen and so the following ad:

That evening was the first time I actually EVER seen the boys. Before that evening I had only heard about them, A LOT, and now in hindsight I know why. The first time had been some time in 2017, while I was looking for japanese articles to translate, I happened upon one that was about ARASHI, obviously, I got super excited and decided to read it. Only to find out how this journalist was basically describing why according to him ARASHI stood no comparison against this 7 boy band sensation “called BTS”. I was so irritated by that article I didn’t even bother to read their country of origin and for the longest time I decided they were Chinese 🤡. Mind you, I never once thought of BTS even after reading that article, my mind was ARASHI ARASHI ARASHI FOR DREAM! but that evening when I saw that ad I hated them. So I walked away, sad and angry O THE DRAMA! 🤡 but just like the first time I heard of them, I never thought of them again.

2020 rolled in, and just right before COVID, I started exploring new things on the internet amongst which I discovered a certain at the time budding actor and become a big fan not about to give myself out, so I won’t tell you who 😜, Let's call them X. What does a fan with extensive editing knowledge do? Why fan-edits of course! So I started making edits of X, and one day, as I was helping make X trend on Twitter for an event they were attending, on my timeline a particular video kept reappearing. So I clicked:

CHAPTER 2: I WAS LITERALLY SPEECHLESS AND MESMERIZED

Within ARASHI, only Ohno could actually dance, but these boys ... these boys could ALL dance and apparently they also sang, some holding one hell of a tune, and that beat, ooh the entire production…: JUST WOW. I must have watched the video another 10 times at least and all the while it never got old, in fact it only got better with every listen; so I then ended up adding ON to my playlist.

This day was February 25, 2020 and this is the date I unknowingly became ARMY and also the day I celebrate my anniversary on. Now you need to understand, my COVID days were mostly making edits of X, supporting X, trending for X on twitter so at this point I didn’t have the thoughts of wanting to find more about BTS. In my head, I found a song I liked, and thought "cool, I guess I don't necessesarily have to hate them ..." I quickly looked up JUNGKOOK because you don't belt a not like that and act like it didn't happened and kept it moving.

Couple of days later, I’d start working on my first edit of X which blow up. This edit was was made using this one song I heard on a compilation which was circulating on twitter, it had a “certain dancer named Jimin” doing high kicks. The background song they used was named; UGH!. Sure, the dancer was hella skilled … but that song, I couldn’t stop playing the clip and though it was probably because of Jimin, my brain decided that it was the song can’t believe I found the exact edit!!! 👇🏾

Did I realise that UGH! which took me forever to find as I didn’t understand it was the name of the song at first 😂😂😂 was sung by BTS; as in THE SAME BTS I apparently didn’t hate so much anymore? NOPE. It didn’t even occurred to me because THAT BTS was a 7 member boy band not a hardcore 3 member rap group 😬😬😬. Anyways, I became obsessed with UGH! And as one does when in confinement, I started looking for people who would share my same enthusiasm, and since I had already fallen into the world of reactions on youtube for TV series THANKS A LOT COVID 🙃I thought I’d look to see if there was anyone who would react to songs, in this case, UGH! By the rapper group named BTS still to this point I had NO CLUE that they were the same people… I had to download an mp4 version from the internet in order to do the edit, so I didn't even know if it came from an album or where else and what I found was:

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They were hella excited and I really could relate with that because that song always made me wanna turn the fuck up, but most of all, they were black people interested in something asian, and that for me was something I could heavily appreciated. Everyday I kept coming back to watch that reaction because it just made me so happy, and gave me so much energy, so I decided to see if they had any more songs from this rapper group. The first video that came up was their reaction to ON KINETIC MANIFESTO. THE AMOUNT OF DOTS THAT STARTED CONNECTING IN MY HEAD WERE SO MANY YOU’D THINK I DISCOVERED THE THREE LAWS OF EINSTEIN!

You should have seen my face when I discovered that UGH! was on the same album as ON: 🤡. This also made me want to look up the one member whose features really appealed to me the most, not gonna lie to y'all, it was love at first sight: RM. Wanting to know who he was I went on wikipedia, typed BTS and kept clicking every members name until I found him wikipedia has them ordered by age. I started reading about him and chuckled when I found out he was the leader what can I say, i seem to have had a type! aaaand he thought himself english and that made him even sexier in my eyes. When I tell you I spent a couple of days being obsessed with Namjoon 😬😬😬 ...

Anyways, I think a part of me wanted to start being invested, thus, before continuing watching more reactions with FoSquad I decided I wanted to listen to MOTS7, in its entirety, by myself and aside from ON and UGH! The only other song that I absolutely adored was Filter. AND SO began my search for the uncredited female singer that sang Filter, whom I couldn't find anywhere, NOT A SINGLE GOOGLE PAGE HAD THE NAME OF THE FEMALE SINGER THAT SANG FILTER ON ONE OF THE BIGGEST ALBUMS OF THE YEAR. For a couple of days this is what my google search looked like “What is the name of the female singer that sings Filter with BTS”. … 🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡

CHAPTER 3: A THREE MONTHS BLINK

Not finding an answer with regards to the mysterious Filter Singer and also concluding that the internet was still so lacking on proper representation of Asian artists, rather than me being the one who was dumb AF, I went continued my supporting X life, while constantly listening to ON, UGH! and Filter. Eventually, it was time to make another X edit, meaning I needed to search for new songs and since X was obsessed with BlackPink I decided to give them a chance and at the time the most recent song was SOUR CANDY feat. Lady Gaga. It was very Gagaish I just so happen to really like Gaga and the beat was perfect for editing, so I used it. On top of that, I joined X's I don't remember how many days countdown to the premiere of “How You Like That”. As I said, X was obsessed with BlackPink, hence, I became a Blink for 3 months.

The day How You Like That dropped I was just as excited as X and at the time I was staying with my directors at their place and they became my "covid bubble". The 3 of us were trying to save our company during COVID inactivity, which meant that during the mornings it was an incessant string of calls with lawyers, with rightfully desperate landlords chasing for money we didn’t have, third parties also needed money we didn't have ... basically, just a whole lot of heavy grinding. But in the evening, we'd cook dinner and we’d all watch a movie once we had quickly gone through the most recent Queer Eye season, even Queer Eye in Japan! and after they’d go to bed, I’d step up, talking with my X Twitter GC, while watching other shows and right before going to bed I'd watch How You Like That to get my spirits ready for the next day.

This was my routine at their house, every day from the release of that song, for a good 2 months. When August rolled around I decided to go back home, as the situation with the company seemed at least a bit stable. So it was back to self-distancing by myself and to my own surprise I didn’t feel the urge to listen to BlackPink at all. X was all that really mattered after all, and they had stopped talking about them, for the time being. So one early ass morning on August 21, 2020 I just so happened to be awake and twitter was buzzing with people waiting for a new BTS song to drop. As I was already awake and had another hour waiting for X to appear at their interview event, I decided to silently wait with ARMY; I did like ON after all. Thus, came Dynamite

CHAPTER 4: LIKE AN ECHO IN THE FOREST

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It was nothing like ON. So at first I was a bit confused and didn't know what to think, as it was clear that I hadn't understood their genre. Yet, somehow, that boy winking at me at the end of the MV kept making me want to replay the song and before I knew it I was “shining through the city with a little funk and so-oul!”. Eventually, I looked him up and found out that the cute boxy smile boy with the light blue outfit’s name was V. Just as easy a name to remember as RM. By all means, he wasn’t RM, but that smile just was the cheekiest thing I had seen in a while.

But there was another person that was also FINALLY "introduced" to me through this video, the one who was my mysterious female voice and "UGH! dancer": JIMIN. Not sure why it didn’t connect with ON but the second I heard his voice in Dynamite DOTS WERE CONNECTING LEFT AND RIGHT, AND IT WAS FINALLY CLEAR IN MY MIND THAT SHE WAS ACTUALLY A HE, WHO WAS PRETTIER THAN A SHE AND SANG & DANCED LIKE AN ANGEL 🤯🤯🤯. ... Basically Dynamite introduced me to VMIN.

It goes without saying, my queer-senses were all over the place with Jimin. So, as i usually do, not at all knowledgeable of the South Korean culture, I dove into the internet to ask and see if JM was part of the community: nothing came up. In fact, it was full of people going to a great length to explain why there was NO WAY IN HELL THAT JM WAS QUEER. Funnily enough, as I kept trying to look for connections between JM and the community, all that came up with connections between RM and V and the community (as they had made posts and connected with queer people, music, etc). The strong denying of any sort of connection between JM and Rainbow nation did discourage me a little, NGL. I had spent a year trying to not fall for queerbaiting and I didn’t want it to happen again. However, as I didn’t want to jump the gun since I didn’t quite know them at all, I decided that even though he wasn't a Fred Mercury he perhaps was a Bowie or a Prince. I was okay with that and decided to close that rainbow chapter at that AT THE TIME, BECAUSE WE ALL KNOW WHERE I STAND NOW 🤡.

The weeks following Dynamite things around X’s management start to look very dodgy and fishy. As a fan you want to be positive, hope for the best, but as more and more evidence was brought forth I had to start to at least dissociate X from their company. This really made me and my X-friends incredibly sad and pretty disenchanted I will admit. Day by day we tried to look at the bright side but, it kept looking rather grim and right about that time somehow I was exposed to STAY GOLD and LIFE GOES ON. Thought Stay Gold wss the one in Japanese, the one that stuck with me was Life Goes On. I remember walking around the still empty studio we hadn’t been able to reinstated none of my colleagues with Life Goes On playing rather loudly. The comfort that song provided me in that moment I will never be able to explain. Is probably the same feeling older ARMY have with Spring Day. Life Goes On came to me in a moment when I really needed to hear those words, gently and promising, like an echo in the forest.

As it started to become clearer that X was just as cowardly as their company I took a break from my Twitter page, which also just so happened to fall around Xmas time, so I got to actually have a real break with my sibling away from all that nonsense and into a different more secure looking world.

CHAPTER 5: WHO IS BTS?

I spent a good deal of my xmas break watching people's reaction to BTS, their story, their struggles, their MV. Through these reactors and “BTS experts” I was introduced to SOPE. In my baby ARMY experience they came as a set, Ying&Yang, one the opposite of the other, at least this was how majority of the old BTS edits and explaining videos would portray them luckily we now have many updated and more extensive videos out there. While watching all these compilations I also eventually learned all their names and started watching RUN BTS from episode 1 when I figured out tha utmost of the edits were from there I thought “Let’s go straight to the source, if I want to learn really what they are like”.

The first thing that became pretty clear to me was that for example HOBI and YOONGI weren’t quite exactly like the compilations had been describing them all of them in fact. And it wasn’t like all the boys tried to act reserved or hide certain parts of themselves, they seemed so open that if people paid even just the smallest amount of attention they would know. So for the first time in a long time I found a group that wasn’t giving me doubts, worries … I really didn’t have to think too much but at the same time I knew that if I ever fell back into being depressed from my post-COVIDic environment, they’d also be able to find me down there, because they didn’t seem to shy away from those situations either.

Going back to RUN BTS real quick, the one thing that it did for me, was introducing me to none other than KIM SEOKJIN. Before I knew it I always found myself following jin on the screen, waiting for him to talk and say a pun or dad joke, or just wanted to see and hear him laugh … I developed a crush for Jin and a small pointy edge every time someone would leave comments on youtube like “why is jin even in this band”, “ there is a reason why Jin dances in the back”. “Jin is not even handsome”. GURL/BOI/ENBY. Taking a break from X meant I would stay well away from Twitter, so I had no idea about BTS proper solos, antis, etc and like a moth to a flame, I’d fall for any troll and start defending Jin against the world. MFers … how dare they disrespected him like that! AND IN FRONT OF ME!

That being said a person called me a Jin-solo in a comment and the second that happened I was about to reply that "Yes I love Jin-" the implications of being a solo, COMPLETELY lost on my Baby ARMY ass but the second i started typing I immediately thought of Namjoon, and then Jungkook, and Jimin ... eventually I thought of all members and realised that I liked each member for different reasons and I couldn't choose one. Further research would eventually teach me that meant I was 0T7.

On my way back from my Xmas break I decided that I would stop associating with X and just move on with life. On my journey back home we were told we had to be Lockdown again, which really depressed me, but as if it was second nature, I played Life Goes On and tried to think of any positive thing. So I got back home wanting to watch more BTS reactions, while listening to BTS and wondering what Jin was doing. And from that moment on for a good month I’d go into my still empty office but this time knowing we could start calling back at least 2 of my colleagues, which made me so ecstatic sit down with my coffee and say “Alexa, play BTS” and Alexa would reply “Shuffling songs from BTS” and ALWAYS the playlist would start with a familiar whistle …

And the rest is history 😜.

So who is BTS? They are the 7 boys that came to my rescue when I felt heartbroken. The 7 boys that had so much skill and love to share with the world and wanted for me to join and not be left out. They are the boys that never pressured me into needing to like them, but somehow were always there when I unknowingly needed them. They are the 7 boys who reminded me that it was okay to not be okay and just go with the flow of things, even if it is against the flow of all. They are the 7 boys that keep trusting us with their everything and all they ask in return, if possible, is to be there, at end of this gigantic rainbow. And that is exactly where I plan to be. I am so grateful for all 7 of you and words could never describe how much I love you.

HAPPY 10TH ANNIVERSARY MY RAINBOW AVENGERS.

Always incredible respectfully yours,

Marengo.

#Youtube #BTS 10th Anniversary #Marengo World #I LOVE YOU SO MUCH BANGTAN

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dearlymrme · 1 year

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What type of music do you think each Papa would listen to?

Thank you for the ask. And for something to dig my teeth into.

Primo

Good old rock and roll. The classic 60s and 70s such as The Eagles, Queen, The Beetles, and good ol' ACDC. I can see him nodding along to some good rock while gardening and mouthing along to some songs. This is music he listened to in his hay days. He's most definitely the Papa that would strip off his paint and go to a concert without anyone knowing. Certainly the kinda guy that would take mushrooms before hand and watch and listen to The Stones while his face is melting off.

Secondo

Jazz and some swing. Swing is nice and upbeat and good to work out to, and classic low jazz is playing when in his room or office. A kind sister introduced him to Lo-Fi after hearing his complaints about difficulty sleeping, and since discovering it now, he uses it on hard nights to help him fall asleep. Smooth jazz is something I can really see him leaning back in his chair, sipping a drink and bobbing his foot to. Bob Crosby, The Inkspots, and The Pied Pipers. He has a tolerance for club music, but it's not his favorite.

Terzo

Terzo is a mix of everything to try and stay young and 'hip'. Early 2000s. Red Hot Chili Peppers, Gnarls Barkley, Bloodhound Gang, a little bit of Eminem. Music that any millennium would have heard growing up, and that's because, well, he was meant to appeal to the younger demographic. He doesn't like it. His guilty pleasure is orchestral. That's right, he's the Papa that likes Beethoven and Mozart. However, he is more of a fan of those that slid under the sidelines like Erik Satie and Muzio Clementi. He likes to put them on for any reason but listens to a lot more of the upbeat when he cooks. Rest assured, though his favorite of the lot is Debussy.

Copia

Disco. This man has a bright blue sequin disco jacket. ABBA, Red Bone, Michael Jackson. He will pop that hip, grab his crotch and dance the night away to these hit artists. He will sing their songs in the hallway and doesn't give a damn who hears and judges him. Catch him humming Dancing Queen every moment of the day. And Copia, knows how to dance, to Disco anyway, and everything else he has two left feet. However, he also says 'y'all' a lot when referencing his fans, so I think spending so much time in the states might have distilled a small like of country in him. I can only hope it's less 'I love my gun, my truck, and my dog', county and more of 'my husband's cheating on me and I'm going to beat him to death with this tire iron after I cut his break lines', country.

Regardless

They are a metal band, of course they like metal. They appreciate old metal, they like new metal. Heavy metal, soft metal, Baby Metal. They are very supportive of new and up and coming artists as well as fans of the oldies. As Copia has gone to show us with Def Leppard, they would jump at the opportunity to collaborate with another metal band because it's fun! They enjoy what they do and wanna share that with anyone who shares the enthusiasm. So yes, while I headcanon that the Papa's have a diverse taste in music I also extremely headcanon that they love listening to their friends.

#papa emeritus #papa emeritus i #papa emeritus ii #papa emeritus iii #papa emeritus iv #primo #secondo #terzo #copia #cardinal copia #my personal heacanons #dee writes #ghost the band #the band ghost #ghost band #i wasn't just doing that to make a pun with terzo #he's really does like debussy #dee answers

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Iris

Steven Grant X Reader

Summary: You and Steven go on a date and dance to a favorite song on yours.

Thank you to @ahookedheroespureheart for the idea!

This is kinda a song fic, it goes through the song Iris by the Goo Goo Dolls, but if you are familiar with my other song fics like Some Nights or And so it Goes this one isn't STRICTED tied to the song. The song exists in the fic, it's not a vessel for which the fic exists in.

Anyway, here's Wonderwa- I mean Iris

How did you get here?

When Steven asked you out, you were nervous as hell. He was cute, of course, he was hot, actually. But he was a bit… odd. Not that you minded odd, necessarily. Hell, you were odd. But a girl’s gotta be careful. Steven was often late, looking disheveled and muttering, he could be seen talking to himself and would stare off into space. But the thing is… he was always kind. No matter how he looked like he might shatter if you touched him and no matter how it seemed he hadn’t slept in days, he greeted you with a smile and a hello. He greeted everyone like that. That’s what really endeared him to you and made you say yes to the date. Anyone can be nice to the person they have a crush on or are trying to fuck. Steven was just… kind. If he talked to himself a bit? Well, maybe you could live with that.

One dinner, one shared dessert and 2 drinks later, you found yourself walking alone in a park in the dark with a man you barely knew. It was your idea, of course. Steven would never dare to suggest such a thing, he was far too aware of people's comfort levels for this. No, this was your idea. The night was warm and clear and perfect. Steven was perfect. You were doing laps around the park together and before you knew it, you felt like you had known him your whole life.

“Man, it’s been forever since I went to a concert. I always meant to but between the blip and covid and it seems nowhere is safe anymore, it’s probably been years.” You had talked about everything and anything, and now you were discussing your favorite music.

Steven was holding your hand “That’s too bad, you said you enjoy them so much… Maybe we could go sometime? I mean- uh-” He stopped the walk briefly “Well, I don’t want to assume there will be a second date… but…” he nodded down to the hand holding and raised his eyebrows.

You giggled and turned away “Yeah, I’d like another date, if you do.” You looked up at him hopefully.

Steven looked borderline bewildered, but he was smiling. “If I do? I would like nothing more in the world, darling.”

You blushed and grinned, wanting to turn away but his gaze was captivating. He looked at you so adoringly. “Another date it is. And yes, I’d love to go to a concert with you.”

He looked relieved, and continued walking. “Do you remember what the last show you went to was?”

You thought for a moment. “I think it was The Goo Goo Dolls. Yeah, definitely the Goo Goo Dolls. It was great, their music is just beautiful, romantic and gutting.”

“I can’t say I know much about music. I don’t know if I know them”

You squeezed his hand reassuringly. Steven knew a lot about a lot of things, but pop culture was not one of them. You knew he felt awkward when he was missing gaps of information. “I think you’d know their music if you heard one of their bigger songs, they were on the radio a lot 10-20 years ago.”

Steven stopped “Can you… can you maybe show me one?”

You smiled broadly. He was always so interested in your interests. “Yeah, I’ll show you the one that’s probably the most famous, Iris. This song live was incredible. They did that thing in the second verse where they cut the music and stop singing” You were fishing through your purse to find your phone “and it’s just the crowd carrying the line… they did that with the part ‘And you bleed just know you’re alive’ and you just feel like you just feel like you’re a part of something, you know?” You found it, pulling up the youtube app.

“I don’t, actually… but I look forward to you showing me” He smiled hopefully, as if you would reject him at any moment.

“I can’t wait. Here it is.” You start the song, and the familiar guitar already warms your heart.

Steven held his hand out for your phone. You didn’t know why he wanted it, but you gave it to him; he turned it all the way up and put it inside his pocket.

And I'd give up forever to touch you

'Cause I know that you feel me somehow

“May I have this dance?” He bowed and held out his hand.

You're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be

And I don't want to go home right now

You curtsied, awestruck at the perfect moment he had curated for you. “Always” you took his hand and he pulled you close into his arms.

And all I can taste is this moment

And all I can breathe is your life

And sooner or later, it's over

I just don't wanna miss you tonight

You hadn’t noticed the clouds rolling in, you had been too distracted by the perfect evening. You never wanted this to end. Your hands rested on his chest, while one of his wrapped your shoulder and the other was chastely on your hip.

And I don't want the world to see me

'Cause I don't think that they'd understand

When everything's made to be broken

I just want you to know who I am

How did Steven get here?

Marc thought he was crazy to ask you out when he only found out about Marc so recently, but he just couldn’t take the wait anymore. He had wanted you for so long, and here you were in his arms, as beautiful as he could imagine a person being. Something about you said that you could take him for all he was.

And you can't fight the tears that ain't coming

Or the moment of truth in your lies

When everything feels like the movies

Yeah, you bleed just to know, you're alive

How was everything going so perfectly? He couldn’t believe that you were here, in a park, dancing to a beautiful song beneath the stars. Oh. No more stars. Well that was alright. Everything was still perfect. He prayed to whatever god was out there that everything would work out.

And I don't want the world to see me

'Cause I don't think that they'd understand

When everything's made to be broken

I just want you to know who I am

You tried your best to imprint everything into your memory. How firm his chest was, the smell of his skin, his chin resting on your shoulder. You wrapped your arms around him, hoping he wouldn’t slip away. You wouldn’t let it happen. You couldn’t.

And I don't want the world to see me

'Cause I don't think that they'd understand

When everything's made to be broken

I just want you to know who I am

Steven heard the rumble of thunder. He looked for a shelter, but it was already too late. The rain started. You held tightly onto him, dancing as the rain covered the two of you

When the guitar solo started, Steven took your hand “Over here, love” He took off running, pulling you behind him as you both grinned and giggled like lovestruck teenager as the instrumental picked up. You entered the gazebo as the song’s climax slowed. He took your face in his. “You are so beautiful, so, so beautiful.”

You looked into his large brown eyes, was it possible to be in love so fast?

When the chorus picked up again, for the final time, his mouth practically crashed into yours.

And I don't want the world to see me

'Cause I don't think that they'd understand

When everything's made to be broken

I just want you to know who I am

He kissed with a passion, like it was a hello and a goodbye all at once. It was like he was attempting to memorize every inch of you; his tongue exoploring your willing mouth, his hands roaming your body. You returned the favor, pushing him up against the wall of the gazebo and rediscovered his chest for the second time tonight. In an uncharacteristic move, he grabbed your hips and turned you so that you were against the wall, asserting his dominance. You moaned, your chest rising against his as he pressed into you. He took your hands in his and pinned them above your head with one hand, his free hand still holding you, pressed flush against him.

When the kiss finally broke, your hands were still above your head, practically holding you up. Your body felt like jelly, you had never been this flushed, this turned on, from a kiss. He had never even touched anywhere private, and already you felt wet enough for him. Christ, the things he could do with his mouth. You couldn’t help but wonder… But when you opened your eyes, Steven was looking at you like you had hung the stars in the sky.

He gently let your hands drop, sprinkling little kisses along your face and neck. “I guess we know what our song is.”

You took his hair in your fingers, pulling him towards you. “Kiss me like that again, pretty boy.”

THANKS FOR READING!!!

Come check out my other fics in my masterlist and if you have requests, follow the link on the masterlist to see how I write for and what I write!!!

#moon knight #steven grant x reader fluff #steven grant #moon knight fanfiction #moon knight fluff #steven grant fluff #song fic #iris #iris goo goo dolls #goo goo dolls #moon knight x you #moon knight fanfic #steven grant x reader #steven grant x you

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mxpotter · 2 years

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A Little Before The End of The World Secret: Viktor H. x Reader

A/N: okie first things first im so happy a that over 20+ enjoyed my last post about Viktor. I'm so going to write more about him(cause this man needs MORE love)! And again if you want more TUA stories, drabbles, headcanons, etc. Please feel free to write me a request in my dms I don't get many ideas currently. But anyways here's another Viktor x reader! (and stay tunned cause there might be a Five x Reader headed your way but you didn't hear that from me!)

PLEASE DO NOT STEAL IT'S MY ORIGINAL WORK! PLEASE AND THANK YOU!

Warnings: none really, kissing(if there's anything else lmk) and it's also not spell checked completely. I don't want to currenly.

Summary: You share a secret with a loved one. *wink wink*

A little song to set the stage!

'Doomsday Is Upon Us!'

Well, in less than 24 hours that is.

You were amongst the Umbrella's and the Sparrow's. There was some shared laughter, some shared goodbyes between both families. You didn't really talk much every time your mind heightened a thought, you tried shoving it into the back of your mind, where all the other hidden memories from your past and secrets remained occasionally moved to the front only to be pushed back by other thought or sometimes a drink.

But this time your thought was determined to be shared verbally, it then got caught in your throat. Only for you to swallow it down with the champagne in your hand.

"Hey there, future-sibling-in-law!" Klaus ran out to you. You sighed with a prominent frustration that was in your voice. As much as you wanted to be alone right now, you couldn't help but find that Klaus was always so optimistic even in the inevitable doom that was heading towards us, in a few hours tops.

A "Hey Klaus" was all you can muster. You wish you were just as optimistic as he was. But you also wish that you could tell every thing as if it were to be shared with the entirety of the world; universe even. But 'some secrets aren't meant to be shared especially one that harbors true feelings towards another.... another that your not destined to have.' you thought silently.

You were to far into your head to realize you were practically sulking, and that your face had drooped from frustration to just down-right sadness Klaus could see that...

"You should tell him!!" Klaus said out of the blue.

"What?" You tried to act suprised and completely oblivious to that fact that you knew what they was talking about.

...his brother Viktor.

"Oh come on, Y/N! I see the way you look at him, it's the same way like when Five looks at mannequins!"

You giggled a little at Klaus's (very true) observation. Then found yourself glancing in the direction of Viktor

He was standing alone. Watching everything unfold from afar. He then looked in your direction and smirked slightly.

Klaus saw this interaction and shoved you forward towards Viktor. You silently cursed like a sailor. As you made your feet move closer to Viktor who seemed visible nervous. It make you sad.

You flashed a smile trying to lighten his mood and unsuprizingly it made him a little happier and you as well in the process.

Viktor then straightened himself out, dusted off the invisible specks of dust, adjusted his tie and put his hand out. You were slightly confused, he sensed your confusion then he gestured his head to the dance floor with very few people on it.

You reached for his somewhat larger hand and it actually fit like a glove.

"But there's no music." You said with the smile and you followed behind.

"Yes but silence does speak louder than words." He stated.

His eyes searched yours for your consent. Which you happily obliged. And he snakes his arms around your waist and you placed yours right around his neck and played with his hair and you both swayed to the "music".

You briefly looked into each others eyes. You instantly remembered why you fell in love with him all these years ago. The way his eyes light up when looking at something(or someone) he loves. The way he looks down and kicks his feet when he's nervous. When he tells those stupid(yet funny) dad jokes and puns.

You both sat in a comfortable silence with your head in his chest and his on your head. He then starts mumbling something.

You move your head off his chest and look deeply into his eyes. You can tell he's nervous. Then you remove one of your hands from his hair and you move it to his left cheek caressing his cheek adorningly.

He immediately leans into your touch and you tell him to take deep breaths and watch silently as he does so.

"Its okay, Viktor. I'm here." You promise quietly.

Without thinking Vitkor ingulfs you in a hug. He then muffles an "I love you."

You pull away as soon as you heard those three simple words, that are unforunately really hard to say, as you desperatly look into his eyes to find any ounce of honesty and truth and to your luck, it was there; it was ALWAYS there.

When he looks down and kicks his feet, when his eyes light up- it wasn't just out of nervousness, it was also out of love. it was always because of you that in his presence, never did that anybody else, even his other partners.

"I love you too, Viktor." You say proudly.

He smiles the biggest; most head-over-heels smile, you've ever seen.

You both stand in a comfortable silence then.

"Can i kiss you?" Viktor says out of blue.

"Wow, Mr. Hargreeves! You didn't even take me out to dinner yet." You joked lightly as Viktor lightly chuckled and you nodded to his prevous question.

He then pulls you in with one hand on your waist and the other caressing your cheek as he pulls you in closer and kisses you passionately as your lips move in sync.

You both pull away, quietly trying to grasp a thing called air.

Maybe you were wrong some secrets can be shared; even with the ones you love.

--End--

Little Continuation~

Klaus sighs happily and whistles out to the new couple!

"Isn't that so romantic?" Klaus asks Ben will looking at Viktor and Y/N being happy and swaying.

Ben groans in disgust as he eats his shrimp. "It's gross." he mumbled out.

Klaus shoves him lightly. Then they sigh once more. "I'm such a matchmaker." He said.

And all waited for imminent doom to be upon them.

A/N: That's all folks. I hope you liked it and please request if you have anything, love you all, Bye!

#SoundCloud #viktor hargreeves #viktor x you #viktor hargreeves imagine #viktor hargreeves x reader #tua x reader #tua season 3 #umbrella academy x reader #the umbrella academy imagine #the umbrella academy imagines #writerscommunity #writers of tumblr #fanfiction writer #writing community

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klainelynch · 1 year

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AO3 First Lines Tag Game

Thanks for the tag @singersargentboi !

Rules: Share the first lines of ten of your most recent fanfics and tag ten people. If you have written fewer than ten, don’t be shy and share anyway.

I know I've done this game before, but it has been awhile, so hopefully there won't be too much overlap.

the world weighs on my shoulders (but what am I to do?): ATLA, Iroh and Zuko in the aftermath of the Agni Kai

Iroh lived in seconds. Rose from his seat in one, made his way to the aisle in another, somehow managed to put one foot in front of another as he descended towards the platform. There was no point in wondering what the Fire Lord had meant as he exited the arena. Capturing the Avatar could only happen if his nephew were alive to do so, and the closer Iroh got to the crumpled boy, the less realistic that possibility seemed.

we will pay the price (but we will not count the cost): ATLA, outside POV of Iroh as he watches Lu Ten's final moments

Min pulled herself up to her feet using the nearest boulder as leverage. The Fire Nation soldier could only manage a sitting position. His head was bleeding, and he was clutching one of his arms as if it were broken.

for all things seen, my dear: It's a Wonderful Life, a quiet moment between George and Mary

It’s hours later—a time that neither of them have seen on the clock for years, ever since Pete was born and began the tradition of their children needing all of their attention at any given hour of the day—and George finds himself looking into his wife’s eyes, tracing his fingers through her hair. The braids came undone at some point in the minutes after the families had left their home.

This love: FMAB, poetry from Riza's POV about Roy and the love they've built

isn’t something / I thought I wanted, / and it’s certainly not something / that the world ever / led me to believe / that I could deserve. / No, this love

you wanna show the world (but no one knows your name yet): FMAB, Royai ATLA AU

“Again,” repeated the even voice.

I can’t stand the rain: FMAB, a quiet Royai moment

The thing about rain in Central was that it never knew when to leave. Out East, Riza had thunderstorms: rains that swept in quickly and darkened the sky in a matter of minutes, whose thunder could shake the house down to its bones, whose downpour drenched all who were unlucky enough to be caught unawares. And then, just when you started to wonder if you ought to start damage control in case the basement flooded again—the rain left, done with you and ready to surprise the next county over.

in your hands there's a touch that can heal, and the power to kill: FMAB, introspective Riza on the power she holds over Roy

Your life always looks the same. The players move around, leaving the board entirely when they can’t cut it, but another always takes their place. It doesn’t matter who they are. They never last.

bring wings to the weak and grace to the strong: FMAB, Royai in the hospital after Roy's eyesight is restored

The bandages made his movements awkward, but Roy wouldn’t have stopped running his hands through Riza’s hair for the world.

relief: FMAB, Riza overthinking things

This was a mistake. Riza shouldn’t have invited him up, and she shouldn’t have let him fall asleep in her bed. Not that she regretted the sex itself—no, that had been exactly what she needed. He’d taken care of her, as promised, and she almost smiled as she brushed his dark hair off his forehead.

[podfic] Never knew I could feel like this: FMAB, Royai in the hospital after Roy's eyesight is restored (yes, I've written sooooo many versions of this story, and I wrote/podficced it all in one go)

The cool compress the nurse had left for him lessened the pain, but Roy kept peeling it off. Itching eyes were a fair exchange for this sight.

Tagging @rousse @terracyte @goneadrift @figuringitoutasigoalong @blackinkpen @theaceofdragons @itsmoonpeaches @dairogo @scienceoftheidiot @musing-and-music if y'all want!

#ask game #sorta

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kuuyandere · 7 months

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hi again

its night for me when i say this so i'll say goodnight, i wonder when it is for you. anyways. i think its silly you called me a lurker, how cheeky. i applaud you for being empathetic to others and answering their questions or giving them the attention or consolation they wish they had when they're spiraling, its tender honestly.

so, i know most people want to know whats going on in your head in an nsfw type of way, but it doesnt really interest me (sorry lol), so i wanna ask you different questions

what show have you been watching lately? do you like to read? i'm pretty sure youre in uni (so am i), do you find it difficult to make friends as an adult (i know i do.. its so much more difficult than sharing your lunch with another kid back in elementary lol), also are you excited for autumn?? whats your favorite season?

okay enough of my 21 questions, i hope you have a good, whatever time it is for you, :p-

-<4 anon (yes its meant to be <4)

Good morning (in my time), <4-Anon. I do try to be supportive, thank you. And there is no need to apologise, you are free to consume or not consume whatever material you wish!

My replies to your questions are a little long, so they are under the cut.

I have not been watching much recently- I usually don’t unless I have a break (hence why my to-watch list is immeasurably long). I finally got around to listening to the German version for Dracula the Musical and it is really good! Also, I have been introduced to Elisabeth the Musical, which I will also probably binge in the near future because the tune of “Die Schatten werden länger” gets stuck in my head despite not knowing what the lyrics mean. And I do enjoy reading, although it has been considerably more difficult to pick something up in recent years (for mental health reasons I suppose).

Yes, I am a university student, and I hope your midterms are going alright if you have them. I do find it more difficult to form connections as an adult. It is a lot harder to stay in touch with people without constantly seeing them like in elementary school. Most of my acquaintances are from my place of work or clubs I go to rather than my classes.

I am very excited for autumn, and I would say it is my favourite season with winter as a close second. It is the perfect temperature with a beautiful aesthetic. I still need Halloween costume ideas though, so feel free to give me recommendations (my darling proposed Ghostface from Scream for obvious reasons, but I think that will be pretty common).

#your yandere #aidoneus asks #<4 anon #Cheeky? I guess I can be haha

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caramelberzatto · 7 months

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hey bestie! 🍒Red haired non going thru a breakup back again with a more personal chat for ya, and please feel free to not answer this if you don’t want to!! ik it’s super personal but just thought I’d reach out to someone who might relate :((

im just over a month post being dumped now and I just wondered if you have any advice for those waves of sadness that just come back. like I thought I was doing so well, and all of a sudden today I’m just remembering everything and crying again it’s sooo frustrating (especially because I’m an impatient person lol)

anyway hope you’re well sending u sm love 🩷🩷🩷

above all, i get it. i get it. the reasons behind and the way in which my relationship ended isn't like a usual breakup, and i'm not going to explain, but i can still 1000% relate with you on the pain you're going through. (this is a long one.)

i think our breakups might have happened around a very similar time lol because mine happened just over a month ago, too. and it sucks. it sucks so fucking hard. the first few weeks were awful, i just cried all the fucking time, and i felt hopeless and lonely and like i'd blown my chance with quite possibly the most wonderful person i had ever met in my entire life. do i hope, after taking an indeterminate amount of time apart, no contact, that we'll meet up and discuss what's going on in our lives and whether or not we want to proceed in our relationship, as adults, and do it right this time around? yes.

but will it be the end of the world if we never speak again, and i only have the memories of her to hold onto? it will sure feel like it for a while, and i will always look back at the memories of us and feel pain, but it won't kill me. not completely. i will just learn to heal. i'll have to.

not being able to reach out really hurts, because i want to do it all the time. every single day, at least five times a day, i see something i want to tell her about, or think of something funny i want to share with her.

and i get what you mean about thinking you're doing well. i've been slowly feeling okay, i've been getting back into reading again which is something i missed, i could just never focus. but i'm slowly getting back into doing things that i love, doing things we used to do together, on my own. and it's hard. but i'm persevering. but then, just yesterday, i spent two hours in my bed, with my headphones in, staring at the wall, and crying silently because i missed her so much and i was so afraid that i'd be stuck in my house with my shitty family forever and i'd never see her again.

i feel lonely all the time, especially because i don't actually have any friends other than the people i work with, but that's a different kind of friendship. but i try to get through it, i fill my time with music and reading and tv shows i love and crafts like crochet. and i journal A LOT. and sometimes it works, but sometimes it doesn't.

i'm a deeply emotional person, and every feeling i have usually overwhelms me in one way or another. and it hurts all the more because i love her so fucking much, more than i've ever loved anyone in my life, and i know that she loves me, too. but, again it's a whole complex thing that i'm not going to explain, it wasn't working. we were both at different points, and we both have stuff in our lives that we need to figure out first before we can proceed. i have faith that, whatever is meant to be will be. que sera, sera, and all that jazz.

anyway, what i'm trying to say is that healing isn't linear. not even close. you just need to take each day as it comes, be kind to yourself and take care of yourself, not beat yourself up for missing them, not feel bad about feeling sad, and above all, be proud of every little step. you're going to make it where you need to go. everything will work out the way its supposed to. be proud of yourself, i'm proud of you. thank you for reaching out. i hope this helps you in some way <3

#asks answered #clarke talks

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