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kimbapisnotsushi · 17 days

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i was feeling shiratorizawa + semiten and kawashira hcs so y'all know the drill LET'S GO

goshiki has 100% forgotten that he sleeps in a bottom bunk bed and consequently has shot up awake at the sound of his alarm only to bang his head on the underside of the top bunk bed

or the ceiling if he has the top bunk it's the same either way

also for some random reason i really enjoy thinking about semi and peach green tea. idk he feels like such a peach green tea person

fun fact when i first got into hq i made a list in my notes app where i could keep track of what i thought EVERY SINGLE CHARACTER (organized by team) would order at a boba shop/cafe so i could reference it for fics. i just looked at it for the first time in years. i apparently put down strawberry black tea for semi which still remains a pretty good choice i think

you know what. semi can be a strawberry black tea AND a peach green tea person. he goes for peach green tea when he feels like straying from his usual strawberry black tea. there i fixed the problem we're back on track

tendou uses the excuse of going on boba runs for the team to get alone time with semi. he'll be like "haha i can't get ALL the drinks by myself!! eita come with me :3" and semi just sighs but is honestly secretly really pleased that tendou would choose him out of everyone to run errands with

the greatest love language of all: running errands together

i actually think that, all things considered, semi was probably a little bit insecure and a little bit shy when it came to performing

like yeah he doesn't mind BEING in the spotlight. but he had to work on thinking he was good enough for it at first if that makes sense??? and i think being benched for shirabu probably exacerbates that

he's not used to showing other people his songs and his music!!! he's not used to being vulnerable!! he's not used to believing that he's skilled!!! because obviously that didn't work out in volleyball!! what if semi isn't actually as good at music as he thought himself to be?

tendou of course is determined to make him throw all these thoughts out the window

furudate please give us the secret cultural festival arc where semi gets a chance to shine because of his musical talents . . .

actually since shiratorizawa is a bunch of rich kids i wonder if yamagata has a smartphone bc i just think that'd make him constantly losing it 100x funnier

yamagata: "can everyone shut the fuck up for like five minutes i lost my phone and need help listening for the vibrations"

honestly why do i feel like half the times yamagata has "lost" his phone was really just tendou messing with him

like he's in the foreground running around looking for it while tendou is in the background snapping selfies with it or whatever

reon, ushijima, and yamagata like to go jogging together early in the morning. semi tried it once and then promptly decided never again

i actually think soft quiet early mornings are reon's favorite time of day!! he gets some peace to himself and he gets to see the sunrise bleed into the sky and he gets that crisp sweet air of fresh dew in the dawn and it's so so comforting to him

god i don't know how he does it i could never be that much of a morning person

however this does also mean reon goes to bed at like nine pm at the latest which tendou is personally offended by

reon the early bird riser who probably does yoga or some shit before meeting ushijima and yamagata vs tendou the night owl who stays up til three reading manga in the dark

genuinely how is tendou functioning at practice he probably stays up til three like four out of seven days of the week

(sorry i know i'm dunking on tendou a lot i'll stop now)

kawanishi will never admit it but he is so incredibly fond of the height difference between him and shirabu

it allows shirabu to fit his head perfectly in the crook of kawanishi's neck during bus rides and such and it makes kawanishi's heart flutter every time

but also kawanishi is MISERABLE during spring because shirabu can't comfortably do that when kawanishi is prone to sneezing like every five minutes

shirabu, teacher's pet that he is, is really good friends with the school librarian

oh my god . . . kawashira blue sky complex au . . . i would actually cry . . .

okay anyways shirabu kenjirou is really good friends with the school librarian and that's how he finds out that the school librarian used to know ushijima's dad

wouldn't that be crazy tho????? i'm thinking it was either the same librarian that utsui had or it was a close friend of utsui's who became the school librarian after they graduated and stuff. i'm kind of leaning towards the second one bc i feel like that makes more sense

i just. can you imagine how alone ushijima had to feel. can you imagine how suffocating it had to be. like there's plenty of reason to assume that his mom's side (and perhaps the mom herself) ended up disliking utsui and i wouldn't be surprised if they tried to scrub him out of ushijima's life

new idea guys utsui comes back and gets with the shiratorizawa librarian

i'm KIDDING

(mostly)

honestly i just think this scenario would really show off how much shirabu and ushijima mean to each other because i think that gets underestimated a lot

they trust each other!!! they respect each other!!!! they understand each other!!! ushijima who knows that he is to be used for his pure raw strength and that that's all shirabu wants to do for him and shirabu who wants to bring out the best in ushijima and thinks of himself as someone who serves ushijima!!!!! shirabu and ushijima who both think they're being used by the other but they don't care because that works best for them!!!! it's their way of showing respect!!! by handing the reigns over!!!!

okay that's a really serious oversimplification of what i'm actually thinking but i got like five hours of sleep and i'm running on two mugs of some strong ass lotus green tea i trust you guys y'all get what i mean

like idk i think ushijima wouldn't really know what to do with shirabu when they first meet in their second and first years. quiet upperclassman who is occasionally a jerk but mostly does not mean to be and his equally quiet underclassman who IS a jerk and DOES mean to be. they'd be so fucking funny together. they back each other up in ways they don't even realize. they could leave entire crowds in tears on accident

actually . . . the poor third years back then who had to deal with this first year they thought was quiet and composed and unassuming and totally chill. but was, in fact, completely unchill

shirabu's gone to bat for every single member of the team at some point btw. soekawa ushijima reon yamagata semi tendou etc etc. none of them have ever witnessed it though word just gets passed around to them like shirabu is some honor-defending ninja who only works in the shadows

and then it really surprises shirabu when they come to bat for HIM

i mean i just. i think shirabu is really used to being independent. is used to doing things by himself. he's not used to other people sticking up for him or other people trying to guide him (which could be another reason why he clashes with semi). it's not that he thinks he's perfect but like. he's never had people who wanted to do that for him before!!

but now he's got goshiki who WANTS compliments from him and he's got kawanishi who loves him for whatever reason and he's got the upperclassmen who ruffle his hair and swing an arm around his shoulders and tell him ot text when he needs help and he's just like ???? like a system error.

give it up for shirabu kenjirou everyone i love him

#MAN it has been a long time #uhhh sorry i think this one may seem a bit all over the place LMFAO #but yeah i really love shirabu :333 #ushijima wakatoshi #tendou satori #yamagata hayato #semi eita #oohira reon #kawanishi taichi #shirabu kenjirou #goshiki tsutomu #semiten #kawashira #haikyuu #haikyuu!!#haikyuu hcs #sou says stuff

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percymakesgamesnow · 2 years

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Getting excited

I stopped learning gamemaker a while back bc I'm an ADHD bitch and it no longer brought me the dopamine it used to. I'm sure once I get back into it it'll continue feeling good and fulfilling, though it's a bit of work to get pedalling again since I applied for a job and etc etc got thrown off track a bit. But!! I just started concept on something that's really knocking my socks off and getting me thrilled about the idea of game development again, and genuinely thrilled for gamedev not just thrilled at the idea of having a game to put my music in.

My steady wrote a comic for school a while back where this kid transforms into a raccoon, which we lovingly dubbed Raccoon Witch Nelly, and as I was banging my head against the writer's block in their house the other day I saw the comic on their wall. I thought it'd be a fun exercise to get me back into soundtrack'ing to make a cute little theme song for a game about Nelly, and the reward of making my sweet little steady smile would be motivation enough to finish it. Lo and behold, this is some of the most fun shit I've ever written in my life. It's super funky (and you know how I struggle w funk) and I love love love the harmonies (though I still need to workshop them a bit since the intro has pretty thin texture and the chords can be kinda jarring when they're not obvious.) As I was in a frenzy writing this piece, I started conceptualizing a game that could come from it and here's the concept so far:

You play as [NAME], a kid living in the big city of [CITY]. By day you're a normal fourth grader, but by night you're a seasoned WITCH HUNTER!! This city is full to the brim with witches, and --with the help of your faithful friend Nelly-- you're determined to vanquish each and every one!

A lot of what excites me about this game so far is the setting, particularly the witches themselves. So far I have a few dozen conceptualized and their powers range from underwhelming to decidedly-nonmagical. I want to list them all here because they're so fun, and that would keep with my intentions for this blog to be my own personal devlog, BUT just in case this game does get released --should it get popular-- I don't want any spoilers for the fun little jokes and ideas getting out if someone finds this blog and fans pour over it the way they did for undertale or whatever. Someday I may want to share a comprehensive list, but suffice to say for now that Nelly's power to turn into a raccoon is by far the most useful/powerful magical ability. Because I'm so excited though, highlights at present include: -Stitch Witch; can make your clothes fit weird or become scratchy when she's feelin naughty (power also capable of positive changes though she wouldn't know bc she's always feelin naughty) -Cone Witch; has a bunch of traffic cones that she uses to block off parking spaces, close roads, etc. -Sand Witch; can make any surface smooth by rubbing it incessantly (slightly less efficient than sandpaper) -Call Witch; there's a slight chance her phone rings whenever someone makes a phone call. Also a ballsy poker player.

Anyways, I've been whistling the theme tune all week so I might post a sample of that once it's a bit more coherent and not a pain to export Sibelius. In the meantime here's my process page so far. I frigging love process pages for my writing I think they're so pretty and someday I'm gonna go through my old notebook from school and find/frame my favourites. I'm so excited for this project and I look forward to looking back on this post someday and hopefully feeling nostalgic rather than guilty-oh-no-i-never-did-that-ohh-god-i'm-wasting-my-talents-and-youth-oh-god-ooohhh-uuuhhh-oooooooohhhh

Big love to you all (me) ~Percy

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sxfik · 3 years

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I have an idea!

Ok so we all know that Hanseo is abused by his big brother, and if i remember correctly, the jipuragi trio found out about it from the guillotine file for the first time.

Now hear me out, what if the jipuragi trio found out about the abuse from Hanseo himself, not from the guillotine file??

After failing to burn down geumga plaza, Hanseok threw that object at Hanseo, telling him not to dodge it, and it left a scar on his forehead. When Hanseo visited jipuragi, he seemed proud of that scar, right?? Because thats what he got from saving geumga plaza, and he hoped that the scar would show them that he wants to be on their side.

BUT lets forget about all those stuff for a moment.

Hanseok loves to strangle, threaten, and hit Hanseo with the hockey stick. It certainly happens more than once, so i figured that there must be a bunch of scars and bruises on his body right?? What if the jipuragi trio noticed one of his scars/bruises?? I know Hanseo always wear long-sleeved stuff, so its not exactly visible, but what if someone caught a glimpse of it??? Perhaps the scar/bruise was on his arm???

Maybe when Hanseo visits jipuragi, Vincenzo asks him to wash some coffee mugs, and as Hanseo is rolling up his sleeves...

"yo whats that on your arm??"

And maybe Hanseo is like "thats a bruise..? Do you not know what a bruise is??"

Okay, idk. I have no idea how he's gonna react if that happens. I just feel like Hanseo wouldnt be proud of his scars if he didnt get them from trying to save geumga/jipuragi people.

And now im just wondering, what do you think? How would Hanseo react, in your opinion? If the jipuragi trio really did find out about the abuse from Hanseo himself, how would that affect their relationship? Im really curious about what you think

Hhhhhhhh sorry if its too long. I just thought that this might be a good way for Hanseo and jipuragi to kinda get closer with each other...

han seo headcanons (part one)

helloooo, thank you for sending an ask in :D

SORRY this answer is super long and for some reason my phone isn't allowing me to add a keep reading cut thingy, apologies in advance to the amount scrolling you have to do

tw: abuse

i've been thinking so much about this ask and just how han-seo would react to them finding out, and honestly i never really took note of how many long sleeved shirts he wears. i believe han-seok has switched a lot more into emotional manipulation and abuse than physical abuse but he has a lot of anger issues. i'd honestly imagine him using han seo as a punching bag for any and every inconvinence that happens to him, even as an intern.

i also agree with you, han seo is someone who is a very bright personality who tends to hide his hurt and emotions, and he's very very good at it as he has been living under a psychopath his whole life. he's good at hiding his anger (although it definetly bubbles over in smaller outbursts) and especially his hurt (i.e. the scene that han seok throws that candle holder at him and he just smiles back). han seo has a lot of anger at himself for not speaking back or being able to act like himself. like in that scene in the office, you can tell as he curls his fist that he wanted to speak back so badly. even when he finally snaps against han seok, he said "i'm getting tired of being afraid of you." i feel like he'd be embarrassed that even after years, he hasn't been able to escape his abuse

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i feel like this scene and their dynamic would play out something similar to this:

han seo joined the team and has been working with vincenzo and cha-young for around a month. at this point han seo isn't walking on eggshells with both of them, he's a lot more comfortable and visiting their office regularly without choi/han/han seok finding out.

sometimes it's vincenzo and cha-young providing him books to study economics from, maybe even giving some brotherly/sisterly advice to him. every couple weeks, vin and cha-young give him quizzes and slowly, he's getting better and better

over time, he even got closer to the plaza residents (even though the residents were definetly cold to him in the beginning, miri scaring the shit out of him by doing her ghost thing, the lady with the lipstick from bye bye balloon staring him down, snack bar lady refusing to serve him, larry also scaring the shit out of him by doing his zombie routine)

but despite this, they adopt him into their family, han seo doing small errands for the residents, him buying the best coffee, food and getting camera equipment for the snack bar lady's son. han seo gifting the pawnshop couple with cute baby items etc.

(obviously he buys the most expensive shit bc he's still a rich boy, but they dont have to know)

(side note: he'd be fucking adorable with a baby, imagine him being the babies "uncle han seo" who gets them the best gifts !!)

even though he was comfortable with all of them, every once in a while his facade would slip.

every once in a while, someone would make a sharp movement towards him and he'd flinch. or if someone makes a quick step towards him, he'd back up and stiffen up on instinct

even if it was someone patting his back or just making a quick movement, he'd react on instinct from the years of abuse from han seok. but no one ever said anything about it if they noticed.

one afternoon after lunch, they were washing dishes, han seo on washing duty and cha-young drying and placing them back. and han seo was in his full sleeves and cha-young notices his sleeves getting wet

"yah, roll your sleeves back, by the end of this your whole sleeve will be wet! you know how uncomfortable those sleeves would be?"

"ahaha, it's alright noona, i'll be fine"

han seo tries to laugh it off, grining at her with one of his wide grins but there's something off about this one. but cha-young gives one of her patented glares and he rolls them up carefully, shielding his arms from her view, and continues washing the rest.

cha-young doesn't take note of his bruises at first, but noted the care he went through to shield his arms from her. his arms were posed almost awkwardly and he was on high alert

it wasn't until after they both finished and he was drying his hands that cha-young saw the massive bruises he had, climbing up his forearms and under the sleeves

he stiffens when he sees her stare, and quickly tries to cover them but she grabs them before he could hide it

she's completely quiet while she stares at his arms. after a moment, he speaks up

"oh i accidentally banged these against my doorway, they're just small bruises. it's go away in a couple days" he smiles at her again but she could tell from the way his shoulders were frozen and the wavering of his voice that it wasn't the truth

"did he do these?" she asked him, her face completely neutral and her voice barely a whisper. she's still looking at his forearms, her fingers ghosting over the bruises.

han seo just looks down and the silence is enough of an answer for cha-young. he walks away, embarrassed that she found out about it, even though his years of therapy told him that it wasn't never his fault, he still felt the shame and anger of not being able to break free.

he's quiet for the rest of the time, feigning tiredness and finding an excuse to leave the plaza

that night, it was just vincenzo and her working at the office late, in preparation for babel. cha-young's mind was still on what she saw that afternoon. abruptly, she stands up, her hand gripping the pen in her hand as she turned to vincenzo sitting at the other desk.

"did you know that bastard hurt him? he's been abusing han seo this whole time?" she asked vincenzo, her voice seething with anger

"i know."

"you know??? why didn't you ever say anything?"

vincenzo looks up at her from his stack of papers, setting his pen down.

"it wasn't my place. i picked up on it when he flinched when mr. tak reached toward him to place a hand on his shoulder."

cha-young sat back down then, her lips pressed together, and vin went back to his paperwork

"we should get him out of there. who knows what han seok would do in one of his rages?"

"couple nights ago, we went to drink makgeolli and i offered him a way out. i told him if he ever needs to leave, and if he's ready to leave, he has a place at the plaza."

"and is he? leaving that is?"

"no. he thanked me, but said that he needed to stay until his brother and his group crumbles to the ground."

cha-young let out a sigh, biting her lip, the worry on her face all too evident

"hong cha-young byeonosa-nim, we shouldn't baby him. jang han seo deserves revenge against his brother just like we do and the choice is ultimately up to him."

"i know. i just worry."

they stayed quiet for the rest of the night, working late but the topic never leaves cha-young or vincenzo's minds

the next day, han seo avoided her like the plague, not wanting to talk about what she saw yesterday

but while he was studying, she approached him, a glass of juice and a snack in hand, setting it next to him. she checked over his work quietly as he took a break and glanced at his arms, doing a once over just to make sure he didn't get any new ones.

"well done, han seo, you're doing well" she smiled at him and ruffled his hair and han seo let out a breath of relief and gratefulness that she hadn't treated him any different

from then, cha-young and vin only got fonder of han seo and han seo was pretty much adopted by them. after the battle and han seok is in jail permanently, he moves out of his apartment, and gets one closer to the plaza.

mr. nam would show him how the organization worked at jipuragi and put him to work, the paralegal grateful to have an extra hand around the office

eventually, even han seo grows an affection to the instant coffee and buys more for himself and his apartment

vin would take him shopping for suits, both rich boys obsessed with their sleek looks. they take cha-young with them once but she manages to sleep off at every shop they go to.

vincenzo also plays hockey with him regularly and the plaza invites him to plaza game nights. they get up to all kinds of mischief,

han seo loves spicy food, just like cha-young so they make it their mission to go to try every restaurant and compete to see just how much spice they can handle. obviously vincenzo doesn't even make it past the first round of the spice competitions but cha-young and han seo have the same competitive streak that keeps them going

han seo is also dropping hints to both of cha-young and vincenzo that they should get married. constantly teasing vincenzo about cha-young in the way only younger brothers do

obviously on one of cha-young and han seo’s days out, han seo drops hints CONSTANTLY, trying to get her to admit cha young likes vincenzo

and OBVIOUSLY she slips up, and han seo doesn’t let go of it

he does the whole younger brother teasing every single time he catches cha-young glancing at vincenzo at the firm

“cha-young noona and vin hyung, sitting in a tree. K I S S I N—” “HAN SEO!!!”

obviously chayenzo eventually get together but decide to keep it a secret (and of course, they were awful at it)

eventually when they reveal it to the office, mr. nam and han seo react like that one scene in suspicious partner (“quick, act surprised” “*gasp* you guys are together??????? we had no idea!!”)

han seo is basically adopted as a younger brother to both cha-young and vincenzo and even the plaza loves his presence and he gets to have a peaceful existence for the rest of his life

anyways han seo deserves a happy ending with a good family. he deserves a second chance with a family that LOVES AND CARES FOR HIM AND GIVES HIM CHOICES AND ALLOWS HIM TO BE HIMSELF. (and yes this covered more than just one scene but I HAVE MANY THOUGHTS ON HIM) as always feel free to add on :D

#yes han seo calls her noona #they’re attached at the hip okay #both of them are chaos machines #literally vin cha young and han seo are the definetion of *too much energy* *too much energy* *calm*#mine #vincenzo #vincenzo cassano #chayenzo #hong cha young #song joong ki #tvn vincenzo #jeon yeo been #vincenzo x cha young #jang han seo #jang han seok #kwak dong yeon #ok taecyeon

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woahajimes · 3 years

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So I have this little headcanon (well,,,, not really a headcanon but more of a nice-to-think-about headcanon because it would never happen but it’s- like the title- nice to think about so im sharing it here) in which they’re all going to the beach in this sorta mini-van that bruce rented. And take in mind that this is the wayne family, but at the same time most people that wear a bat on their chest,,,, so they had to whack some things up.

BUT ANYWAYS, it was Bruce’s dumbass idea to buy a van and call it a road-trip, and honestly? no one was ready. That usually happens with big families, even with one that has most kids over 18. And how everyone was on board with the idea doesn’t matter because this is my headcanon and they are all now squished in a minivan and there are bags in the back and towels in the seats and there’s a cooler on top because it didn’t fit.

and just for reference the van was like SMALL. it was sort of like the school buses but way smaller, so they’re like buses in which there are three seats in front, driver, and then like two others (the middle one doesn’t really count because that’s where you put waterbottles and stuff). There’s a sort of space in the back, where you usually put the backpacks (these are like elementary school buses and every single kid has those backpacks with wheels and it’s a pain in the ass-) and then there is another set of four seats (that’s more like a sofa but no armrest- god please have patience there is literally not a single image on google im trying to be specific- and those are facing the back of the bus (so the backrest (?) is facing the place with the bags).

THEN we have another seat that’s close to this one but facing the opposite way but it’s only THREE seats so there’s a space for the next row of three seats and then there’s the back one that’s four again.

In conclusion, you can fit 18-ish people, driver counted.

and continuing with my story, it’s Bruce driving, Alfred as shotgun, a water-bottle or two in the middle, the bags in their respective places... and then...

disaster.

Babs is the only one sitting in the four-seat closer to the bags, harper is in the three-seat, Dick is there as well.

and then there’s the rest. Steph, Cass, Duke, Jason, Tim, Damian, they’re all screaming in the back and they’re throwing towels around and there’s an “OW! THAT WAS MY HAIR YOU DICKHEAD!” and a “THAT’S MINE!” and so many other things because. the back of the bus, it’s cURSED. And Bruce is just driving with a strained smile because he wants so badly to turn around and throw a waterbottle at each of their heads to get them to shut up (of course, it wouldn’t work because not even god can calm down the back of the bus)

Tim and Jason somehow get into this argument of how tim ‘has no friends’ and Tim shoots back that in fact he DOES, that he’s calling them right this instant. And bruce doesn’t even have a chance to yell at them, because now there’s a speedster and a cloned kryptonian right beside the moving minivan and Bruce is lowkey freaking out because none of them (the ones in the van and the ones out) are wearing their superhero costumes, and then Tim is just with his hands pressed on the window and he’s like practically banging the glass and waving and they can’t hear him but he’s like “HEY! HEY HYE HEY YOU GUYS MADE IT!!!” and then dick is just telling them to cut it out and slow down because you know, identities, and Steph is like HOLY SHIT THEY DID MAKE IT and Damian is just sitting upside down with his legs in the backrest off the seat and Duke is in the same position, making fun of Damian because his feet don’t reach.

Kon and Bart seem to get the hint because they slow down, but not before bart has literally jumped towards the MOVING VAN and vibrated through (i’m like 99% sure he is able to do that so-) and then he literally landed on Tim (tim actually softened his fall, because Tim’s back literally made a ~crack~ sound by hitting somebody’s knee) and stood up real quick and then started waving and laughing at kon, who was now running normal-speed beside the van.

And then bruce went FASTER and kon was like WHAT THE HECK OLD MAN and he can’t use his powers so he’s literally running behind the van and bart is laughing his ass off and then tim is like “BRUCE STOP THE VAN!” and then Bart is already calling cassie and telling her what happened and you can hear cassie laughing from over the phone and then Tim is just yelling at bruce in the background. Bruce eventually DOES stop, and Tim opens the door for him and Kon crawls in and Bart’s still laughing, and he’s practically leaning onto Dick and Harper, and they’re squished together and bart’s just laughing on the phone while Kon sits on the really far end of the opposite seat (practically on the door) so he’s the furthest from babs as possible because he’s actually terrified of her. Tim is just sorta awkward because he now realizes that he was a bit TOO excited to see kon, and then the back of the bus/van is staring at them and like what the hell and then Tim goes “who doesn’t have friends, huh?”, and Jason goes ‘pfft’ and he calls roy but he’s spending time with lian; he calls artemis and she goes, “but wasn’t this a family trip? what do you need me for?”, SO jaosn calls bizarro and then he barely answers the phone when bizarro goes “RED HER SAID NO. BYE” so Jason slumps and it’s quiet for a second when steph goes “is that GUM IN MY HAIR”. And then jason laughs and its chaos all over again. (i might make a ‘things that were heard from the back of the road trip bus post bc i have so many ideas oh my god)

and then they are at the beach, the bus barely stops and there’s a few bags thrown out the window, and people yelling at Kon to open the door, and Kon not being able to work under pressure so tim opens it and everyone’s pushing each other and Steph has an uneven strand of hair, because Damian went to ‘extreme measures’ and cut it so now steph’s hair is uneven and they were going to keep cutting it “to make it even” but then Alfred was like “you’re all going to clean the van afterwards so think carefully” and then nobody did anything and there’s literally a ziploc bag with steph’s strand of hair (damian didn’t even cut to where the gum was, he cut even FURTHER but yes, the gum is in the bag).

As I was saying, they get out of the van, and the bags are out and Bruce has NO IDEA what to do. none. It’s alfred that rents a tent and then Damian’s chasing duke into a random restaurant’s changeroom and showers and then cass is dragging harper that’s dragging steph that’s dragging jason and tim is getting the bags with Kon and bart and bart realizes that he doesn’t have a swimsuit and then he stops walking and Kon seems to realize too and it’s like OH MAN and they can’t run back (because no powers, rule set by bruce when two super-powered bros came in the bus) and They’ recarrying the bags to this tent (do you guys know what im talking about? i feel like we’re imagining completely different things- it’s this but much more people and there’s a bunch of people selling stuff like sunglasses and doign hair, piercings, tattoos even - for the tattoos thing it’s just promo for an actual shop they don’t tattoo you in the actual beach - ) and It’s literally Kon, tim and bart carrying the bags (which they CAN carry between the three, it’s not like they packed up half the manor) and then a minute later or so Steph is sprinting towards Tim and she’s yelling something Tim can’t understand and then Steph points at her bag (that tim’s carrying) and she screams something like “SAND! HOT!” and then she’s like high-knee-ing/sprinting even faster and Cass is just walking barefoot in the sand, super calm, but she’s got Harper on her back. Damian and Duke are racing towards the shadow (because the sand is cooler there), and next thing you know Jason’s aready in the tent with a coconut.

And if you haven’t thougth about how the Batfam would be in the beach then let me tell you, you don’t have enough spare time because i know for a FAT FACT that:

It was Jason that insisted on Bruce buying sand toys (a whole bag, i swear)

Damian tried coconut water, didn’t like it all that much (altho he loves the inside- idk what it’s called but it’s edible i swear)

Bruce put on an excessive amount of sunscreen

Duke has swimming trunks with the robin logo just to piss damian off (also Damian has matching ones but with the batman one)

Steph, Cass and Harper rented a banana boat (here’s a picture) and they dragged Jason and Tim along, just to toss them off in the end

Jason 1000% got stung by a jellyfish

Bruce bought like seven friendship bracelets from this guy that made them because they looked deadass cool

They played beach volleyball and let me tell you Damian can throw a really mean overhand serve (actually, i don’t think you THROW a serve, but like,,, serve one-)

dick got buried in the sand, courtesy of Jason

bart was pissy because he couldn’t go in the water, so he and Kon sprinted with normal speed (they both had water-proof anklets that sucked their powers, so it was REALLY a no-powers vacation, courtesy of Bruce, again.)

the only ones in stock were neon, and they settled real quick so now theyre sprinting back and cardying a bag of keychains they thought looked rad as hell and now tim caught up to them and all three are practically skipping towards the water

,,,,they forgot to put sunscreen on.... all of them,,, they forgot....

tim made a sand castle

in teams of two (kon/bart, tim/cass, duke/harper, steph/jason, dick/damian) got on each other shoulders and basically spent five minutes trying to see who would be the last team standing, splashing water everywhere and stuff

first team to go down was Dick and damian, because steph pushed damian and by trying to keep himself on Dick's shoulders, damian accidentally poked dick's eye (sort of CLAWED in so you know what i mean).

second team to go down was steph and jason, because damian doesnt play fair and so he swam down and literally just scratched Jason's ankle, knowing damn well that the jellyfish sting was there. Jaosn shrieked and steph lost her balance. so much for vigilantes at night with stealth and talent, huh.

third team to go down was tim and bart because kon insisted on being on bart’s shoulders and that’s easy peasy because i mean, bart’s not WEAK, but he’s not TALL either and it’s not like Kon weighs a feather and they’re on the deeper side,,,,, you can imagine the rest

Now there’s two teams, and they call it a tie because otherwise someone’s gonna end up injured (altho tim likes to say that he and cass won)

There’s music playing in the background, with really vulgar lyrics that alfred disapproves of, but you know. It’s not his beach.

THIS IS REALLY JUST A SCREAM POST SORRY IT’S NOT WHAT YOU GUYS SIGNED UP FOR BUT TAGLIST ANYWAYS: @red-hood-redemption @screennamealreadyused @bikoncon @catxsnow @thesporklecat @thesesickfics-justmakemesick @hauntingsonofrobin anddd i think i forgot someone sorry

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moonlit-imagines · 4 years

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Headcanons for being Peter Parker’s Younger Sibling

Peter Parker x sibling!reader

warnings: bullying mention, blood mention

a/n: a fuckin reach, its been a WHILE since ive seen tasm

prompt: y/n is peter’s sibling

peter and you were playful kids

you were just a year and some months younger than him, so you had a harder time remembering your parents than him

but he always told you stories about them that made you miss them a little more

peter was a genius, we all know it

he was the one helping you with your homework most nights

“peter i cant do it!”

“that’s okay, y/n. look, start with two times four, that’s eight, then four times six, twenty-four, right?”

“can i say a cuss word?”

“sure”

“math is shit”

you would cry during homework a lot

you’d also pass out on his floor after talking for hours

and you’d either wake up facedown on the floor or in your room since uncle ben would pick you up and put you to bed

peter took it upon himself to take you back to your room, but he usually dragged you by the arm, sooooo

you’d play action figures together

he was batman, you were robin always

“can i be batman?”

“oldest gets to be batman so im batman”

“but i wanna be batman!”

peter walked you to your school before taking off on his skateboard

and he’d pick you up on his way home

on half-days your brother taught you how to skate

you fell a lot

aunt may had to patch you up

“how many times do i have to tell you those skateboards are dangerous?!”

peter got you your own skateboard so that you could practice without him

you would text him after you did a trick and he’d always say hell yes! show me when i get home!

being his photography assistant

really you were his assistant constantly

science fair was the most boring day of the year

“y/n, stand right here, i need to get something from my locker”

*judges walk up while youre left unattended and in a state of PANIC*

you were bullied in middle school, same as peter, he’d always stick up for you and get beat up instead

it made you very mad but it was scary, too

“how’d you get into this fight, peter?”

“oh, you know, just happened”

“peter was sticking up for me, uncle ben”

“was he now? you’re a good brother, peter”

lonely when he moved onto high school :/

but you got there soon enough

you guys were kind of loners, just ate lunch together, lugged around your skateboards, you were an artist, he was a photographer

just spectating the chaos of high school, rolling your eyes at the drama

“i have two bucks, do you want anything from the vending machine?”

“uhh, a coke?”

you saw peter get bullied by flash and lost your shitttt

you actually started a food fight after throwing mashed potatoes in his eyes

“what the hell, parker?!”

“sit down and eat your goddamn food, flash, or next time it wont be potatoes”

peter was half-proud, half-embarrassed

trying to see how long you could skate through the halls before any authority figures stopped you

sometimes......you guys got sent to the office together :)

*phone ringing* “hello, is this ben parker?”

“which one of them is it this time?”

the principal’s office was a trip sometimes

you and peter exchange your glances and wait to get scolded

“ah, the parkers, come in, lets have a chat...why do you two always feel the need to get in trouble together?”

“we just happen to get along really well for siblings”

no you fuckin dont lmaoooo

it was always something with you two

like always

*banging on peter’s door* “I KNOW YOU HAVE MY BROWNIES, PETER, GIVE THEM BACK”

*peter through a mouthful of brownies* “I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT YOURE TALKING ABOUT, YOURE CRAZY”

“is that my jacket?” -peter

“you mean my jacket?”

“y/n, i swear to god if you steal any more of my clothes it’s over for you”

“well, aunt may keeps giving me your clothes, so take it up with her”

and then there was just the little annoying things

“peter, can you stop clicking your pen?”

*clicks pen faster*

“you’re the worst”

and my personal favorite

“peter, open the door”

“why?”

“emergency”

*opens bedroom door* “what?”

“aunt may is making meatloaf”

“shit, uh...get your board, we’ll skate to mcdonalds and tell her we already ate”

peter and you RARELY ever brought your parents up until he found your dad’s briefcase, you didn’t have much to say

soon he was flooding his room with conspiracies and pulling you in to explain them

he began acting REALLY weird, but he was pretty open with you, he told you he went to oscorp

“YOU SNUCK IN??”

“your standards for me are way too high, y/n”

soon you started to feel not-so-good and weird things started to happen

“peter??”

“yeah? whats up?”

“this is gonna sound really weird...my hand is stuck to the door”

“it happened to you, too??”

“happening, pete. wait—this happened to you?? what is this???????”

yall done fucked up and got bit by spiders peter had so carelessly brought back into the house

it was an adjustment to say the least

and this adjustment got a whole lot harder that one night...you can remember peter just...so upset

you tried to chase him out to make sure he was okay, but uncle ben told you to stay with your aunt

maybe if you’d have been there...it would’ve been different, but when the cops got to your house you were at a loss for words

peter was covered in his blood still

“hey, hey, just breathe, okay? it’s not your fault, peter. just hop in the shower, yeah? i’ll take care of your clothes”

when peter took your advice and you were left alone, you just cried, you cried until he finally found you curled up in a ball in your room

then he cried, you just hugged each other sobbing your eyes out

peter got distant for a while, which was rough since the two of your were mourning for your uncle and dealing with these newfound powers

sooner or later he came around and helped you out, designing webshooters and a suit for you

“we match?”

*sigh* “yeah...yeah, we match”

ah yes, spider-team

you really tripped out new york at first, they thought spider-man was a teleporter

peter was still talking about your dad, but you really didn’t care, uncle ben was always going to be who raised you

you and peter would be covered in bruises after going out

“uh—peter punched me”

“y/n???!!!”

“I PANICKED”

just being dumb scared teens that cant function to save their lives until they get a little bit lucky

seriously like, every big villain you guys fought was just the worst

peter didn’t help all the time, he was good at provoking them sometimes

“hey, spider-man, you mind shutting up for a minute? for my sake?”

“sorry, sorry, just couldn’t help myself!”

he gushed to you about gwen stacy, he actually dragged you to her apartment to be patched up by her SEVERAL TIMES

yadda yadda yadda peter graduated high school! how cool is that? but he was late (what a surprise) even though you put off spidering today just for this

but he made it and you clapped the loudest for him

“thats my brotherrrr!!!”

cute family picture! (aunt may printed a bunch of them and gave them to you two and peter pinned them to his wall)

you and peter actually have a lot of pictures of the two of you just goofing off

he has one of you stuck in a trash can that cracks him up every time

seeing harry osborn again after YEARS

“wow, y/n, last time i saw you i just thought you were peter’s annoying little sibling”

“aww, it’s good to see you, too”

electrooooo

this guy really worried you bc like, bzzzz shock

you and peter weren’t equipped for that

it took a while, but you were finally able to deal with that

and several other problems

including peter’s breakup, which was a whole ordeal of its own

*peter laying upside down on your bed* “i dont know, y/n, you know? i wanna be with her so bad, i love her...but her dad is haunting me”

*you, drawing on your notepad with your legs propped up on his* “yeah, makes sense”

you actually had to tap out during the end of electro, you were hurt pretty bad

“y/n, hey? yeah, you’re okay. stay here, just stay right there, i’m gonna be back for you”

*thumbs up to show youre still alive*

but when peter came back for you there was bad news, he’d lost gwen

he ripped his mask off and fell to his knees, you could barely move but you powered through it, giving him a hug while he cried

“we...we better get home before aunt may starts to worry”

she was at work, so you two had the place to yourselves to clean up and mourn before the official news was revealed

“i should have listened to her dad, y/n, this is all my fault”

he was a mess, you couldn’t bare seeing him like this. it’s been so long since you’d seen him like this

the funeral was rough, peter was grasping onto your shoulder the whole time

he insisted that he was going to stick behind and stay with gwen for a while

“okay, i’ll see you at home...love you”

“love you too”

you gave him a hug and left him to his business, the next few months you were the only spider-person operating in new york...until rhino popped up

“im coming with you”

“you’re sure?”

“yeah, im sure”

(these are kinda ass but anyways im tagging my marvel ppl even tho ik this isnt mcu so just ignore this post if you dont care, sorry!!)

taglist: @alwaysananglophile // @rorybutnotgilmore // @locke-writes // @sweetheartliz07 // @queen-destenie // @natasha-danvers // @allthecreativeonesaretaken // @frostedgiant // @praellee // @emygirl // @lotsoffandomrecs //

#peter parker x reader #peter parker imagine #peter parker #spiderman #spiderman imagine #spiderman x reader #marvel #marvel x reader #marvel imagine #andrew garfield #amazing spider man #amazing spider man x reader #amazing spider man imagine #parker!reader #peter parker x sibling!reader #peter parker x sister!reader

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golbrocklovely · 4 years

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remember me // colby brock

A/N: this is not a request, but this is something i have been thinking about for a long time, probs since i started writing. i only finally wrote this out bc i’ve seen a lot of edit on insta that are like ‘what if your fave didn’t exist?’ and i figured this was sign for me to finally write it. if you guys want me to make a sequel to this, lmk. hope you enjoy.

prompt: everyone has forgotten colby, except her. but why?

trigger warning: angst, kinda sad, ppl forgetting colby

word count: 3567

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The day started out like any other day for Colby. Nothing felt out of place as he woke up and laid in bed for a couple minutes. He knew today was going to be one of the less crazier days for him and Sam. No meetings of any kind, and no filming either. He had gotten everything done earlier this week and he was excited to have a bit of a day off. The only thing he had planned for today was to go workout with Sam early. He glanced at his phone. 9:34 A.M. Perfect time for him and Sam to go down to the apartment's gym and get some work done.

Colby stretched as he stood up, stumbling over to his closet and changing into what he usually worked out in, a muscle shirt and basketball shorts. He trudged into his bathroom and brushed his teeth quickly, opting to take a shower after he got home from the gym. He slipped his sneakers on as he walked into his kitchen and got a water bottle from his fridge. Taking a big gulp, he grabbed his keys and headed straight down the hallway to Sam's apartment.

He knocked three times, calling out to Sam as he waited for the blonde-haired boy to open the door. Finally, Sam did, rubbing his eyes and staring at Colby confused.

"Hey dude, did you oversleep?" Colby smirked, "That would be a first."

Sam narrowed his eyes at Colby, his voice still tired. "Um, I'm sorry?"

“Don't you remember? We planned to work out this morning. We talked about it last night.” Colby replied, twirling his keys in his fingers.

“What are you talking about?” Sam scrunched up his face.

“Last night after we filmed your video, we said we should go workout this morning…” Colby chuckled lightly, “Are you okay, brother?”

“I'm sorry, but... do you have the wrong apartment?” Sam asked nicely.

Colby exhaled. “What?”

“You must be looking for someone else, dude. I have no idea who you are.” Sam mumbled to himself, “Or how you know my name…”

“Okay, ha-ha. Very funny. Come on, Sam. Let's go.” Colby stated, taking a step back to leave.

Sam insisted, his voice getting louder. “No seriously, I have no idea who you are.”

“Babe, who is that?” A voice called from inside the apartment.

Colby looked over Sam, seeing Kat walk around the corner in her pjs. Colby glanced above Kat and noticed something off but ignored it.

“Hey Kat, did Sam hit his head last night?” Colby joked.

Sam turned to Kat. “Do you know him?”

Kat took a step back, glancing at Colby quickly. “No, I have no idea who he is. Do you?”

“No, I don't.” Sam shook his head.

“What are you guys on about? Of course, you know me.” Colby hissed.

“Seriously, I have no idea who you are or how you know me. But you gotta leave.” Sam ordered.

“What?” Colby raised an eyebrow, his voice softening, “Is this some type of prank?”

“Leave now, or I'm gonna call security on you.” Sam grunted.

Colby started. “Dude what are you talking-”

Sam slammed the door in Colby's face, locking it loudly. Colby scoffed, staring at the door for a second.

If this is a prank, I'm so gonna get him back for this.

Colby rolled his eyes and went down to the gym. He couldn't wrap his head around what just happened. Why was Sam pranking him if they already filmed last night? Was he trying to film for next week now too? Was this for someone else's video?

I mean, this has to be a prank... right?

Colby shook his head, ignoring the strange thought. Of course, this was a prank. It was probably for Jake's video. Maybe even Kat's. Or Kevin's. Someone was doing it to him. He couldn't remember the last time he had pranked somebody. But whoever he did, they were probably trying to get him back now for it. And they were doing a pretty good job.

Colby jumped onto the treadmill, keeping the pace slow at first as he searched through Spotify to find his playlist. Where was his playlist? As cheesy as it was to listen to the playlist he made for fans, it was filled with his favorite songs, so he would actually listen to it a lot. But now... he couldn't find it.

Where the fuck is it?

He searched, even going to his profile, but it wasn't there. Gone, like it never existed.

Maybe Spotify is acting up. Let me just go to Youtube.

Colby clicked on the app, searching up a song he wanted to hear. Then he paused for a moment, deleting the text he had written and typing in 'sam and colby'.

No results found.

“What?” Colby murmured, twisting up his face.

He then typed in 'colby brock'.

No results found.

Colby's heart sped up in his chest, his breathing quickening. Did his channel get deleted? Why were there no results for his channel, or 'Sam and Colby' for that matter? He finally typed in 'sam golbach', and Sam's channel appeared.

Colby clicked on it, glancing around at the different layout. This wasn't the layout Sam had had before. The only time they change it is when they are starting a new chapter, and they always do it together. Maybe he changed it last minute?

He clicked on Sam's videos. Scrolling through the list of them, he noticed something weird.

Sam always included Colby in the thumbnail. But now... he was nowhere. Now someone different was in the thumbnail, like Jake, Kevin, or even Corey. But... Colby was nowhere.

What the fuck was going on?

Colby clicked on a video he knew he was in, 'This Is How He LOST The Game’. He watched through the first ad, waiting impatiently. Finally, when the video loaded, his eyes widened at what he saw.

He wasn't in the video.

Sam had started the video off like normal, showing all the guys sitting on the couch as he explained the name of the game. But Colby, who knew for a fact he was in this video, was no longer there. His spot empty.

It was one thing to pretend not to know him, it was one thing to remove him from the thumbnails. But to remove him from videos all together...

“It's impossible.” He uttered under his breath.

Colby rushed off the treadmill, no longer in the mood to workout. He ran up to his apartment, feeling his heart bang against his ribcage.

Maybe this is all a weird ass dream? Or an extremely elaborate prank?

Colby went into his closet, deciding he wanted to change out of his clothes into something more comfortable. He gazed over at the corner of his closet, where he kept all of his merch, along with the XPLR ones too.

It was empty.

“What the fuck?” Colby grabbed at the empty hangers, spinning around his closet. He threw open drawers to try and find his merch, but he couldn't find it.

Colby swiped open his phone, sliding to his pictures. He knew him and Sam had a recent photoshoot in the new XPLR merch, so as long as those photos were there, he knew everything's okay.

As he opened his photo album, a certain dread trickled through his body.

Colby never deleted anything off his phone. He wanted to keep as many photos as possible. Plus it was always good to have extra photos in case he didn't have anything to post on his Instagram. But now, every photo he had was different than it once was. He had many photos of him and Sam from their years of friendship. But now every photo that had him and Sam in it... was gone. It was no longer Sam and Colby. It was just... Colby.

I'm not doing this right now. This can't be real.

Colby shook his head, his nerves getting the better of him as he laid back down on his bed. He took some deep breaths, trying to relax. This must just be the most realistic dream he's ever had, and he just needs to go back to sleep and wake up to everything normal again.

Normal... Sam's neon sign was gone.

Colby groaned to himself, closing his eyes and getting comfortable in bed. No, this is not the time to think. I just need to sleep.

As Colby felt himself relax into sleep, his dreams that followed were confusing and dark. Nothing made sense, but all he knew was that he was in a panic.

Colby jolted awake suddenly. He could tell by the way the sun was peeking through his windows that it was later. He opened his phone. 1:34 P.M.

He sighed deeply. Colby was used to waking up on his days off this late. Everything already felt better.

Did I dream all of that? Or was that prank real?

As he slid out of bed to the bathroom, he decided to check twitter. If that was all real, maybe Sam had mentioned the prank to the fans.

Colby opened twitter and nothing seemed out of the usual. He looked at Sam's account, and noticed it was not following him anymore.

He's being extremely thorough, isn't he?

As he went to switch over to the Sam and Colby account, he noticed the icon wasn't there. His fingers twitched as he typed 'sam and colby' into the search bar. Everything but that account showed up. 'Sam and Colby' twitter didn't exist.

A nauseous feeling rolled through Colby's body. Colby went to his profile, looking through the people he followed, not even noticing the significant lack of followers he had. He knew he followed a couple fans, maybe they knew what was up. As he scrolled through, he noticed the usernames were different.

He knew a bunch of fans off-hand. A lot of fan accounts always stuck out to him; and it was easy to remember the username, especially if it was named after him.

But nobody's username was.

He saw a lot of 'Golbach', but no 'Brock' or even 'Golbrock', which he always thought was cute. Not a single username was related to him anymore.

Alright, that's enough.

He angrily clicked on his contacts, needing to call Sam and tell him to call off this prank. It was no longer funny and honestly, he didn't even want to be a part of it anymore. Most pranks he was fine with, but this one was going too far for him.

Colby gasped as he stared at his contacts, dropping his phone like it electrocuted him.

All his friends were missing from his contacts. The only people in his phone were his family, and that was it.

Colby began to hyperventilate, unable to stop the panic that surged through his body. He bore at himself in the mirror, staring at his stress-ridden face. He gripped the counter of his sink, trying to calm himself down.

If he couldn't turn to Sam, who could he turn to?

He picked his phone back up, leaning against his counter as he called his mom. He just needed to know that someone remembered him.

“Hello?” His mother’s voice sang through the phone.

Colby breathed, slightly relaxing against the counter. “Hey Mom, how are you?”

“Hi Cole-baby. I'm doing okay. How are you?” She asked sweetly.

Colby pouted. “Um, I'm feeling a bit... off, to say the least.”

“Oh no, what's wrong?” She responded.

“I know this is gonna sound like a weird question, but do you remember my friend Sam?” Colby questioned, tapping his hand against the counter.

She hummed, guessing. “Sam? Sam... Johnson?”

“What? No. I never knew a Sam Johnson.” Colby rolled his eyes, frustrated, “I mean Sam Golbach. Sam Golbach. Do you remember him?”

“No... should I?” She admitted.

His heart dropped at her words. “Yeah, you should. He's my best friend. We were friends all through high school. We started a literal career together, he's basically your third son at this point.”

“Woah, honey. What are you talking about?” She puzzled.

“You don't remember Sam? He's the whole reason I moved out here, Mom.” He urged, needing his mother to remember.

She paused, then spoke. “Colby, you moved out to LA alone. Last month.”

“What?” He choked.

“You worked all through high school and college and saved up money and just recently moved out there.” She informed.

His eyes widened. “Mom, I've lived in LA for almost five years now.”

Also... college?

“Maybe it feels like five years, but honey, you only moved out a month ago at max.” His mom’s voice softened, lowering slightly. “Are you okay?”

“No momma, apparently not.” He sighed, “Who was I friends with in high school if I wasn’t friends with Sam?”

“Honey, you didn’t have any… or none that you ever brought home.” She mentioned.

Colby queried. “And college?”

“You didn’t really talk about anyone. You were very focused on your schoolwork.” She explained.

That literally doesn’t sound like me at all. I couldn’t even pass math without Sam.

Colby glanced down at his tattoos for a second, pursing his lips. “Another quick question, I was allowed to live in our house with dyed hair, tattoos, and pierced ears?”

She gasped. “Wait what? You got a tattoo?!”

“Mom, I have like five.” Colby deadpanned.

“When did you find the time to get them?!” She hushed, “Cole, you know how I feel about tattoos.”

Colby grew tired. “So, you've never heard of a Sam Golbach before?”

“No, absolutely not. But don't try to change the subject on me, Cole Robert.” She scolded.

He huffed. “I'll talk to you later, momma.”

She sputtered. “What? Don't you-”

Colby clicked ‘End Call’, lowering his head to the counter, taking in a deep breath and holding it.

“What the fuck is happening right now?” He demanded out loud.

Colby jumped up, going to his closet and slipping on some clothes quickly. The only thing he knew for certain is that something wasn't right, and he needed to get out of his apartment and go somewhere else. Anywhere else.

He grabbed his keys and rushed down to the parking lot, getting into his car quickly and driving off.

He drove for a while, finally pulling into another parking lot and turning off his car. He needed to get something to eat, and then maybe he could figure things out. He glanced around and noticed the parking lot he was in was for a diner named Meyer's. He locked his car as he left, swinging the diner's door open hastily. The diner wasn't packed, but it wasn't empty either. A nice lull of conversations droned on as he sat down at the furthest booth, cracking his knuckles nervously.

He picked up the menu that was already at the table, staring at the front of it. He didn't even realize a waitress had walked up next to him.

"...Are you okay?" The soft voice said, breaking him out of his thoughts.

Colby stared up at the waitress, noticing her eyes first. They were captivating and beautiful, much like herself. Her hair shined brightly in the sun that basked through the window. Her smile was wonderful to see after a day of unpleasant looks.

He stuttered. “What? Uh-I. Yeah, no, I'm fine.”

She giggled. “Okay. Can I get you something to drink?”

“Um, a water. No, a soda. Please.” Colby muttered.

“Alright. Coming right up.” She nodded.

Colby stared at the menu again, gazing over the pictures of sandwiches and wraps. He wasn't really hungry, but he felt like he should just eat something, even if it was just to pass the time.

The waitress came back over with his soda, placing it lightly down in front of him. “Are you ready to order?”

“No, not yet.” Colby answered, not looking up from the menu.

“Okay, I'll be right back.” She started to walk away, then stopped and turned back. “Are you okay? I know I already asked you that but... you look really upset.”

Colby’s shoulders slumped as he gazed up at her. “I-I... don't even know how to explain it.”

“Why? Is it complicated?” She guessed.

“You could say that,” Colby glared down at the menu. “It just doesn't make any sense. It sounds fake, to be honest.”

“Well, you can tell me. I won't judge.” She smiled.

I might as well tell somebody...

“Everyone's... forgotten about me?” Even Colby was confused at his words.

“What do you mean? Like they're ignoring you?” She questioned, her hand resting on her hip.

“No. Like they literally forgot I exist. Or, I somehow don't exist in their lives anymore, when yesterday I did.” He confessed.

She shrugged. “Well, maybe they're trying to ignore you instead of talking things out.”

“No, I don't think you understand. I don't exist to them. They don't know me. Like, at all,” Colby corrected. “My best friend, my brother, the fucking dude I got arrested with, doesn't know who I am.”

“Wait, you've been arrested?” She raised an eyebrow.

“It was just breaking and entering. And having fake IDs,” He commented. “But that's not the point, the point is no one remembers me, but I remember them.”

The waitress stood there silently, awkwardly.

“I don't know what to say.” She whispered.

He gulped. “I don't know either. But if you have a solution, I'd gladly hear it.”

“Maybe it's a prank?” She speculated.

“I thought about that too. But if it is, this is extremely elaborate. And borderline impossible.” Colby disclosed.

She argued nonchalantly. “People do crazy things for social media.”

“Yeah, but even my friends wouldn't take it this far for just a dumb video.” He complained.

“Are your friends famous?” She inquired.

“I wouldn't say that. My best friend is Sam Golbach.” Colby revealed.

“Sam Golbach? Why have I heard that name before?” She asked quietly.

“He's got a lot of followers. He’s a Youtuber.” He pointed out.

“Wait, you're Sam's best friend?” Her eyes widened.

“Yeah?” He cocked his head to the side.

She gasped. “Oh! You're Colby Brock!”

“I'm what?” He stammered.

“You're Colby, right?” She doubted for a second, “Or did I get that wrong?”

Colby jumped up out of his seat. “Oh my God, you know who I am! Wait, how do you know?”

“My one friend is a huge fan of you and Sam. She showed me you guys like a month ago.” She paused for a second, smirking. “She's actually really into you... Maybe I should call her.”

“Please do. I need to know if she knows who I am.” Colby pleaded, sitting back down.

The waitress followed him, sitting across from Colby. “Of course she does, she literally has you set as her wallpaper.”

She pulled out her phone, glancing around to make sure no one was watching her. She clicked on a contact, putting the phone on the table and clicking ‘Speaker’.

“Hello?” A voice broke in through the phone.

She grinned, staring up at Colby. “Hey Sara, you need to come down to the diner real quick.”

“What why?” Sara questioned.

“Colby Brock is here.” She announced.

Sara remarked. “...Who?”

“Colby Brock, the guy you're in love with.” She repeated.

“I have no idea who you're talking about. I've never heard that name before.” Sara denied.

“He's Sam Golbach's friend.” The waitress described.

Sara exclaimed. “Oh my God, is Sam there?! Because I’ll-”

She interjected. “No, he’s not.”

“Oh... then I don't want to come.” Sara recalled, “I've never heard Sam talk about a guy named Colby before.”

Colby swallowed the lump in his throat, his eyes falling off of the waitress’.

She fretted. “Okay then. I'll talk to you later.”

“Alright, bye.” Sara ended, hanging up the phone.

After a moment of silence, the waitress stated, “I'm sorry about that.”

“What's there to be sorry about?” Colby quavered.

The waitress scoffed suddenly. “Is this some kinda joke?”

“What?” He queried.

“Are you pulling a prank on me? Was Sara in on it? Because I’ll kill her if she met you and didn’t tell me.” She jeered jokingly.

Colby shook his head, deadpanning. “I haven’t met Sara, and I’m not pranking you.”

“How can I know if you’re lying or not?” She questioned, squinting her eyes.

“Google my name. Search me on any social media,” Colby suggested. “I don’t exist.”

“Okay…” She agreed.

The waitress quickly typed in his name into Google, coming up with no images that looked like him. None of his social media links came up either.

She gazed up at him slowly. “This is really weird.”

“You’re telling me.” Colby uttered, “No one remembers me.”

She blurted. “But I do.”

“Yeah… why is that?” He inquired.

“I-I don’t know.” She sputtered, confused. Then she jolted up from her seat instantly. “I-um, gotta go help out my other tables. Do you need me to give you some time to look over the menu?”

“Yes…” He continued, “But one other thing.”

“Sure.” She leaned in, her hands resting on the tabletop.

“Can you help me? Please?” Colby begged, lightly grabbing her hand.

She silently gasped, whispering, “How?”

“I don’t know. But I think you’re the only one that can.” Colby divulged.

The waitress stuttered, but no words fell from her lips.

He exhaled, staring into her eyes. “So, will you?”

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ivyuns · 4 years

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love me in a year ✰❆♣♞

bang chan

genre: angst, fluff

word count: 2.4k

warnings: kidnapping, restraints, y/n gets pregnant, grinding, drowning, weapons, a bit suggestive. if i missed anything lol oops

A/N: another shet show + from 365 dni (the ending isnt exactly like the movie btw)

for my gurlieeeee + happy birthday to @stanstraykidswoo <3

masterlist

mafialeader!bangchan x fem!reader

enjoying the summer breeze on the islands of hawaii, next to your friend made you feel relaxed. from all the work and stress you did, you finally earned yourself a vacation.

“babe!”

opening your eyes, you see your boyfriend (in a unhappy relationship) walks towards you. taking off your glasses and sitting up next to the pool, waiting what your boyfriend had to tell you. “i just got back from seeing the volcanoes babe! you shouldve seen it-” “we were supposed to go look at it together, dumbass” you cut your boyfriend off.

“w-wait y/n-” running away before he said anything, you got lost in a dark area. wasnt just sunny? seeing a group of guys look at you while trying to come closer. damn these outfits. your outfit consist of a short flowy, off the shoulder dress with heels. running with shaky legs, you looked around and saw everything get dark.

“are you lost babygirl?”

waking up in a soft bed, you look over and look at the unfamiliar room youre in. “where am i?” you whispered softly. walking towards a door to the hallway, the door wont budge open. shaking the door knob, it still wont burst open. giving up, you go lay back down on the bed.

closing your eyes to relax, you hear the door unlocking. quickly putting on your heels, you open the door and see nobody. following to which ever door took you, it seem endless. the endless numbers of stairs and doors you went though, you came across to a massive painting of a portrait of yourself hanging on the dinning room’s wall.

“oh my god”

continuing to follow where your legs take you, you were yanked away from seeking to your freedom. “are you lost babygirl?”. feeling someones presence behind you, you see a man. someone who you never seen.

“who are you and what do you want from me” you say and slowly back away from him. “chris is the name. you see, five years ago, i saw you on a beach. then suddenly i got shot and all i could think was you. these pass five years, ive been trying to find you and now” chris pauses his sentence and walks to a cup of ice, making you suck on it. “now i have you”

spitting the ice out, you got angry. “so what? you think kidnapping me is some kind of way to have me?” chris gets angry after your tone of your voice you gave him. he pushes you on a chair and chokes you lightly.

“i will give you 365 days to make you fall in love with me. and if that doesnt work, i will release you.” chris slowly lets go of your neck and continues talking. “i promise i will not touch you without your permission.”

chris gets interrupt by his phone. reaching his pocket, he sees his mafia friend who works with him calling him for help in the front. running to where to meet him at, you gave a few minutes before running on your feet again, trying to escape.

finally outside with a big open field in front of you, where you will be free. running, you stop midway as you see chris kill a man. witnessing what happened, you pass out due to pressure from everything.

the next morning, you wake up in the same room before but a whole different dress on you and a shirtless chris sitting in a chair in front of you. “let me out of here now” you shouted at him. “i need to get back to my family, my boyfriend!”. “you really think he still loves you? take a look at this” chris says and throws a small stack of pictures. pictures of him fucking another girl.

“a-are you serious?”

“yes im serious. oh and we’ll be leaving this place tomorrow. be ready” chris says and exits the room. “where are we going?” you quickly grab his wrist and stops. “to australia”

landing and going to the hotel. chris stops you and gives you the keycard to your room. “my room is next to yours if you need me”. nodding your head a yes, you enter your room and place your bags down and sighed. what is happening right now.

chris walks out of his room to see you look like a goddess. “y/n” chris calls out. turning around, chris grins with his dimples showing and grabbing your hand to head to the place you two are meeting with. chris opens the passenger door for you and makes his way to the drivers seat after youre in. while driving, he places his hands on your thigh, making you want more of him. avoiding his hand, you close your eyes.

arriving at your destination, it turns out to a bar. entering the bar, chris leads you to a room. seeing people, you hide behind chris bc youre antisocial as fuck

“y/n, this is aeyeong. ayeong meet-” “y/n. yes i know her name” aeyeong says, looking at you then back to chris, seducing him. “you know y/n, me and chris used to talk.” walking up to you. “and fucked each other” aeyeongs whispers into your ear. feeling chris wrap his hands around yours, you push him away and left the room.

“this happened a long time ago-” feeling tense, chris was about to turn and find you til aeyeong grabbed his wrist. “i thought you said we would last forever hm? took you long enough to find her. even of all our messages.” aeyeong grabs her phone and pulls up their naked bodies in photos. sexting.

“enough aeyeong.” chris grabs her phone and throws it onto the floor. running out of the room to look for you, leaving aeyeong to laugh.

“mr bang!”

chris turns around and sees his partner running to him. “y-y/n. shes with aeyeongs boss. i just got a call from him-” “shut the fuck up and tell me which room” “room 325.”

chris runs to room 325 and sees you grind on the boss. “y/n” chris growls. not paying attention to chris, you feel aeyeong’s boss grope your ass and suddenly putting a knife towards your neck.

suddenly feeling someone pull you away from the man and unable seeing things, chris and the rest of his members pulls out their weapon.

opening your eyes and see yourself on a yacht, you walk around and find chris. seeing chris talk shit about you to his other partner. “she just really had to run away-”

“im sorry chris” you spoke out. chris turns around and tells his partner to leave for a moment. “this is all your fault. youre the one who left the room and potentially tried to seduce him. do you not know what he couldve done?”

arguing on the boat and heading to the railings, you slip off and fall into the water. panicking, chris falls into the water and saves you. taking you out of the water and goes to lay you down on the bed and stands by your side.

a few minutes later, you wake up with water coming out of your mouth, coughing. chris turns around and goes to you with worried eyes. “y/n, i-im sorry. please dont leave me, i need you” chris softly says and strokes your hair with tears starting to fall down his cheeks.

lifting your weak hands up to caress his cheeks, you pushed him down and began kissing him roughly. regretting as soon as you saw the red in his eyes. “so now you want it?” chris growls and begins to attack you with kisses and hickies. feeling your clothes ripped away from you.

a few weeks later, youre back in korea. chris leaves you for the day, saying he has business to attend to and will call you later. but hours flew by and still didnt have any calls. sighing, you call your best friend, minyeong who yells at you though the speakers after the first ring.

“are you kidding me y/n? you cant just leave me behind at hawaii?!”

“i know i know, ill explain if you come over”

after she hears you say the sentence, she hangs up and runs to your place. opening the door for her, she starts speaking nonsense and you just laughing at her.

“y/n, this is serious. stop laughing and tell me what happened.”

sitting down next to her, you tell her everything. even when you love him back. minyeong at first didnt like what chris did to you and what his job it, but you beg her for you to have happiness atlas. with minyeong wanting you to be the happiest, you two go to the bar.

feeling someones eyes on you, you told minyeong you were going to the restrooms as she continues dancing. almost at the door, someone slams you onto the wall. “y/n, baby. i missed you so much. im sorry-” feeling tears streaming as you remember the past events and pictures. you forced him to let go of you and run back to your place.

he follows you back to your apartment without you noticing and as you take a seat with his loud voice scares you. “baby please” he goes closer to you and tries to kiss you until a voice rang.

“im pretty sure she wants you to leave”

he looks at chris then back to you then slaps you. “you fucking whore. youve been cheating on me when you left me didnt you” shaking your head a no and the tears uncontrollably falling as you try to shield yourself from another slap.

receiving nothing, you look up and see chris holding his wrist to prevent him from hitting you. “if theres someone else who was cheating is you. now leave you fucker” chris whispers in his ears and runs away.

chris looks down and sees your shaking figure. he goes next to you and wraps his arms around you so you can start feel calm. reaching to that point, chris picks you up and lays you on the bed.

slowly kissing you from your lips to your chest. chris begins undressing you til you stop him. unbuttoning his top, you see the semi open wound from his business. grazing your fingers over it as you hear chris slightly whimper.

“chris, im in love with you”

chris smiles widely. “im in love with you too”. you two continue the heavy make out which turns into a passionate sex for you both.

waking up with you on chris’ chest, you feel him showing a smile. he turns to the nightstand and grabs something small but worthy.

“y/n l/n, would you please marry me?”

nodding your head yes a bunch of times, you kiss chris on the lips.

heading back to hawaii, youre back into the palace where chris kept you in. waking up from your slumber, you go outside and talk to chris. chris sees you and tells his partner that he’ll be right back.

“hey hey babygirl, what happened? you alright?” chris leaves his seat to go to you as you start feeling shitty. “chris, i dont feel goo-” your eyes are shut closed and almost falls on the hard concrete til chris caught you.

“c-changbin! help!” chris yells out to whoever is out. your lips are slowly turning pale. changbin runs to chris with a blanket to cover your cold body and helps him carry you to the car. changbin speeds to the hospital with chris’ tears falling onto you, holding your hands and kissing the back of it. “please be okay, please please” chris whispers.

changbin parks at the emergency lot and chris grabs your body and puts you on the stretcher as the nurses sees you two. “please save her” the nurses all nodded their head and disappeared into the doors with a chris on the floor, sobbing his heart out, praying for you to be okay.

finally hours passed by and chris was left alone as he told changbin to go back to the palace. eyes all red and puffy with his legs shaking, full of anxiety. “mr bang?” the doctors call out chris. he stands up too quickly, making him almost loose his balance but the doctor helps him balance for a few seconds. thanking him, he follows the doctor to your room.

chris runs to your side as he sees your eyes open, with all type of wires attached to you. “y/n baby are you okay?”. nodding yes with a small smile, chris looks at the doctor.

“it looks like miss y/n was 1 month pregnant. and also looks like she wasnt taking care of herself either so mr bang, do y/n a favor and help not only her, but the baby”

you and chris nod your head, understanding as the doctor leaves you two. chris turns into his soft self. “i love you” he giggles. “i love you too chris”. scooting further away from him, you pat on the empty spot on the bed for him. chris smiles widely and goes to lay down next to you. you fall asleep from the warmth of your fiance as he hugs you. “and i love you too baby” he whispers and puts his free hand on your growing stomach. kissing your head and falling asleep next to the love of his life.

END <3

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historyofshipping · 4 years

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My massive Bellarke is epic and here’s proof from s5-7 rant.

Ok guys I cannot stress enough that I am drunk, this is long, it has strong language, and it’s a trip. I am putting it almost all under a cut because it is 20 f*ing pages on word.

For reference: this was on a discord chat and I am removing all names and a few other things but there will be absolutely no editing. Anything in straight text is me, anything in italics is someone else (there’s several different someone elses so people are separated by line breaks). On my page I think it appears as everything grey is someone else, everything black is me. I’m going to put the beginning on here and rest under the cut. If you’re still going through with this, I suggest some popcorn.

Guys... I'm trying to stay optimistic but I'm really worried that jroth is gonna make bellarke canon in a really disappointing way. Like for me infidelity is a huge no in ships and I hate that becho has gone on so long that there doesn't seem to be a lot of room left in the canon timeline for a becho breakup/end that doesn't ruin the start of Bellarke for me

WAIT I GOT YOU I CAN CALM YOU I THINK BUT FIRST I NEED TO EAT MY BREADSTICKS

Every moment Echo is on the screen I want to claw my eyes out because she's so boring please jroth let it fucking end, but the feminist in me doesn't want her to die or be disrespected just because she's a callous asshole who doesn't deserve him yknow

Eat your breadsticks babe I've been living with my dread for 2 seasons I can hang on a little longer I just wish the entire becho relationship had never happened it's a blight and it's gone on so long adenfkidsngksdgnksdgn

Kate will say it better than I will, but don't lose hope! Becho hasn't really been together on screen for very long. It's only been like a few weeks to a month since the beginning of S5. They've stretched it out over two seasons, but in canon not much time has passed. And most of that time had Bellamy either sacrificing almost 300 lives to save Clarke, poisoning his sister to save Clarke, or fucking off into the wilderness with Josephine to save Clarke. They've just straight up not had enough time for Bellamy to be like, "Hey Echo, I know I said things wouldn't change but that was before my wife was actually alive, so bye." Though to wishing Becho had just never happened. We got one good angst scene with Clarke seeing them kiss. But otherwise, I could have very much done without their whole relationship.

they gave me 2 dozen breadsticks. i ordered 6

You've been blessed by the breadstick goddess.

oh sorry i was misinformed. i only have 22. apparently one bag only had 4 OK SO BELLARKE BITCHES AM I GOING TO ANNOYINGLY DO THIS IN CAPS SO BUCKLE TF UP

I mean, I love the idea that they only got together in the sixth year on the ring when Bellamy totally lost hope but is that canon? I thought we had a 3 year range

ALL RIGHT

We ignore canon in this channel. lol They've been together for 3 months.

SO LET'S START AT THE BEGINNING OF BECHO ok caps off. i even annoyed myself

I'm so here for this.

https://tenor.com/view/murder-she-wrote-angela-lansbury-jessica-eats-popcorn-interested-gif-4594942

Damn, I was ready for caps.

OK WE'RE BACK TO CAPS

https://giphy.com/gifs/popcorn-go-on-keep-going-Zd1BUb0qs6nwjeMUBu

OK SO WE HAVE BECHO'S FIRST SCENE TOGETHER ANYONE REMEMBER WHAT BELLAMY SAID? ANYONE? THIS REQUIRES AUDIENCE PARTICIPATION

"Hey work with me so I can break everyone out of this mountain"? or something?

OH DAMN I MEANT WHEN THEY WERE CANONICALLY TOGETHER XP

"I'm a goddamn delight who's trying to save your life you ungrateful walnut so maybe don't spit in my face" is what I would have written

LMFAO OJN THE RING WHAT'S THE FIRST THING WE HEAR FROM THEM? THE FIRST IMPORTANT THING? ANYONE?

Unfortunately that scene was physically repulsive for me so I don't remember much except for "nothing will change on the ground and my sister totally didn't mean to murder you"

AHA! THERE YA GO NOTHING WILL CHANGE ON TEH GROUND BECAUSE WHAT IS HE EXPECTING ON THE GROUND? NOTHING TO CHANGE BECAUSE THE ONLY THING THAT COULD CHANGE IS -----

>"I'm a goddamn delight who's trying to save your life you ungrateful walnut so maybe don't spit in my face" is what I would have written I SPIT OUT MY DRINK I CANNOT

ANYONE? YUP

I'm behind. lol

CLARKE

AND THEN WE GOT TO THE GROUND, WHAT HAPPENED?

BEING ALIVE

His sister having more taste in his romantic partners than him?

WHAT WAS THE LITERAL ONE THING THAT COULD HAPPEN THAT WOULD CHANGE BELLAMY'S MIND DING DING DING CLARKE IS ALIVE

10 points to

AND WHAT DOES OUR BABY BOY DO?

SACRIFICE 300 PEEPS FOR HIS WIFE

Clarke with a gun AND a kid AND a rover AND bedtime storytelling practice like what more could he want that's all the things he loves

A LITTLE AHEAD BUT BANG

BABY BOY FOLLOWS CLARKS DAUGHTER FIRST, LEAVING ECHO IN THE LITERAL DUST (that's what he does before sacrificing lives)

WE WENT FROM "I WILL NOT TOUCH THESE PEOPLE BECAUSE WE'RE GOING TO DO BETTER." TO "I WILL SLAUGHTER 283 PEOPLE WITHOUT RAISING AN EYEBROW" BECAUSE RANDOM CHILD SHOWS UP AND SAYS "CLARKE'S IN TROUBLE" RANDOM CHILD WHO HAS JUST KILLED A BUNCH OF HARDENED CRIMINALS

He had the dad mug tho, he had to help her

HE SAW HIMSELF IN HER HE KNEW

HIS SOUL KNEW

SO WE'RE THERE NOW BUT THEN BANG, WE'RE ON THE GROUND AND OH FUCK I FORGOT I HAD A GIRLFRIEND BUT BELLAMY IS LOYAL SO HE SURE AF ISN'T DOING ANYTHING UNTIL HE'S DONE WITH ECHO BUT

He's had 2 seasons!!!!!

CLARKE BASICALLY ACTS LIKE SHE DIDN'T CARE ABOUT THE SEPARATION THOU SHALT NOT POKE HOLES IN MY SHIT UNTIL I AM DONE

>He's had 2 seasons!!!!! But only like a few weeks in time.

BECAUSE THESE TWO FUCK HEADS CANNOT HAVE A CONVERSATION

Forgive me!

SO WE HAVE A GRAND TOTAL OF FEWER THAN 3 WEEKS THAT THEY'RE ON THE GROUND AND THEN IN THAT TIME WE HAD.... one sec pPLEASE TAKE A MOMENT TO REVIEW THE TIMELINE https://historyofbellarke.tumblr.com/post/620425806742749184/season-5-7x03-so-far-timeline FOR SEASON 5 ALL RIGHT SO WE HAVE THEM TOGETHER FOR LESS THAN A WEEK BEFORE BELLAMY'S LIKE (FROM CLARKE'S PERSPECTIVE) "I DON'T GIVE A FUCK ABOUT YOUR KID, I HAVE TO SAVE MY FAMILY" SO THEN WE HAVE THEM SPEND THE NEXT 10 DAYS APART BECAUSE SHE LEFT HIM AFTER SLAPPING HIM AND SHE THOUGHT HE DIED BECAUSE THEY ARE FUCKING MORONS WHO CAN'T HAVE A CONVERSATION (YOU WILL NOTICE A RECURRING THEME) AND THEN, ECHO HAS LEARNED THAT NOT ONLY HAS CLARKE CARED ABOUT BELLAMY ALL THIS TIME BUT THAT SHE'S ONCE AGAIN READY TO PUT THE FATE OF HUAMNITIY ON THE LINE TO SAVE HIM "GO SAVE HIM. EVEN TAKE MURDER!DAUGHTER WITH YOU" BUT BELLAMY STILL DOESN'T KNOW THIS SO ANYWAY WE HAVE ANGST!BELLAMY GET PARENT TRAPPED BY MURDER!DAUGHTER are y'all still with me? AND THEN WHAT HAPPENED IMMEDIATELY AFTER MURDER!DAUGHTER'S INTERVENTION?

BELLARKE FORGIVENESS ™

YAS NOT ONLY THAT BUT SOFT!BELLARKE RETURNS WITH A VENGEANCE [side note: you can pry this theory from my cold dead hands but there was 100% a canon bellarke scene between forgiveness and 125 year wake up just in case they ended at season 5.]

[I need them to publish that scene when this is all over]

ALL RIGHT SO FUCKING MARPER - WHO SPENT A TOTAL OF LIKE 4 MONTHS WITH CLARKE BUT 6 YEARS WITH THEIR FAMILY- DECIDED TO WAKE UP BELLARKE TO TALK TO AND GIVE GUARDIANSHIP TO AND WHY DID THEY DO THAT?

THEY BEEN KNEW

I'LL ACCEPT IT

OK SO WE GET THIS PROMISING FUTURE TOGETHER ON THIS NEW PLANET RIGHT?

WRONG MURDER POLLEN

OK BUT TECHNICALLY BECHO IS STILL TOGETHER. NO PROBLEM - WE NEED TO FIGURE OUR SHIT OUT AND THEN WE'LL HAVE PLENTY OF TIME TO HAVE PEACE AND GET TOGETHER OK SO I'M JUST GOING TO START SAYING "CHORUS" WHEN I MEAN "BECAUSE THESE TWO DUMBASSES CAN'T TALK TO EACH OTHER" IS CHORUS THE RIGHT WORD? OR IS IT REFRAIN? WHATEVER ONE REPEATS - THAT ONE ALL RIGHT SO WE HAVE THEM GOING INTO THE VILLAGE AND EVERY TIME THERE IS DANGER, BELLAMY GOES IMMEDIATELY TO CLARKE WHEN IT'S PEACEFUL, OPE IT'S BACK TO ECHO

(like the husband he is)

I HAVE A WHOLE META ABOUT THAT IF YOU WANT IT BUT SO THEN THE FIRST TIME - LITERALLY THE FIRST TIME SINCE THE MARPER VIDEO - THAT THEY'RE ALONE, IT'S BECAUSE BELLAMY HAS SOUGHT HER OUT AND WHY DID BELLAMY SEEK HER OUT? Y'ALL I'M ONLY AT 6X01. I HAVE SO MUCH AMMUNITION BUT SOMEONE IS WELCOME TO SCREEN SHOT THIS SO THAT THE NEXT TIEM WE HAVE DOUBTS, I DON'T HAVE TO TYPE IT ALL OUT SO WHY DID BELLAMY SEEK HER OUT?

>Y'ALL I'M ONLY AT 6X01. I HAVE SO MUCH AMMUNITION @kate (historyofbellarke) "Give a position show me where the ammunition is" from My Shot just popped into my head lololol

WHY DID BELLAMY LEAVE HIS CANONICAL GIRLFRIEND TO GO SEEK OUT CLARKE?

BECAUSE HE LOVES HER AND ALSO BECAUSE THERE WAS DANGER

OK BUT WHY SPECIFICALLY NOOO WHEN CLARKE WAS IN THE SCHOOL

AND THE LAST TIME SHE WASN'T IN HIS SIGHT SHE ALMOST DIED

OK THAT TOO

Okay I'm lost at this point then.

LOL

Phone a friend.

Bc she sucks and Clarke's the best?

I'LL LET ---- CHIME IN LMFAO I LOVE YOU GUYS KNOW IT'S TO TELL HER THAT HE KNOWS ABOUT THE CALLS

OH THAT SCENE

HE KNOWS THAT SHE CALLED HIM EVERY DAY FOR 2,199 DAYS HE SOUGHT HER OUT, BY HERSELF, TO TELL HER THIS

YES YES

BUT BECAUSE CHORUS

WE'RE BACK THESE FUCK HEADS CAN'T HAVE A CONVERSATION

SHE GOT NERVOUS AND DUCKED OUT BECAUSE IT'S BEEN LESS THAN 3 WEEKS SINCE HE CAME BACK AND SHE'S OVERWHELMED BECAUSE HOLY FUCK WHAT A 3 WEEK PERIOD THAT WAS (REFER BACK TO TIMELINE AS NEEDED) ALL RIGHTY SO THEN AFTER THAT THEY FIND OUT ABOUT THE RED SUN WHICH BY THE WAY IS ONE OF MY FAVORITE THINGS BECAUSE HE CALLS OVER ECHO JUST TO PROMPTLY IGNORE HER COMPLETELY [AND BECAUSE IT'S ME, I HAVE A GIFSET FOR THAT] SORRY I GOT DISTRACTED

NO WE'RE HERE FOR THE GIFSET

I'M LOOKING OK IT'S PART OF THIS SO YOU GET A 2 FOR 1 https://historyofbellarke.tumblr.com/post/184827185143/bellarke-danger-vs-becho-safety OK NOW I FORGOT WERE I LEFT OFF OH YEAH IGNORING ECHO ALL RIGHT SO THEN WE HAVE EVERYTHING GO TO SHIT AND OF COURSE, BELLARKE LOCK THEMSELVES TOGETHER AND WE HAVE THE ANGST THE ANGST BUT THEY HAVE EACH OTHER'S KEYS

WHICH IS A MARRIED MOVE IF I EVER HEARD ONE

BECAUSE THEY HAVE THE KEY TO MY HEART, WHEREVER YOU ARE, I'LL KEEP YOU

That's a very comprehensive gifset

IF YOU DON'T KNOW THAT SONG THEN I FEEL OLD SO YOU HAVE THEM UNLOCKING EACH OTHER BECAUSE OF COURSE THEY ARE

I might drift in and out of conversation, partner wants attention but I wanna finish reading this asdfgh

AND HE'S LIKE "NAH ECHO, WIFEY AND I GOT THIS. WE GOTTA TAKE CARE OF OUR KIDS." TELL THEM TO WAIT THEIR TURN SO THEY'RE GOING LITERALLY PSYCHOTIC BUT THAT'S COOL. I TRUST THE OTHER ONE ENOUGH TO NOT KILL ME BUT OH WAIT - WHAT IS BELLAMY'S PSYCHOSIS ?

Not needing Clarke anymore...?

YUP WHICH MEAN S

He needed her and knew it at some point

YUP ALSO I FOUND THAT GIFSET THAT I IDD TO THAT SONG https://historyofbellarke.tumblr.com/post/184725894498/this-song-popped-into-my-head-and-i-had-to OK SO SKIPPING AHEAD, HIS BIGGEST SECRET IS THAT HE DOES STILL NEED HER OK EVEN I'M STARTED TO GET BORED SO I'LL GIVE BULLET POINTS FROM HERE ON OUT SO WE HAVE HIM NEEDING HER HIM CALLING HER THE LEADER EVEN THOUGH SHE HASN'T BEEN FOR LIKE 6 YEARS AND WE HAVE HIM PINING OVER HER AT THE DANCE FLOOR AND PICKING A FIGHT WITH ECHO OH YEAH AND WE SEE ALL THE BECHO CRACKS HERE

This has been a v good rundown, I won't lie.

LOL

ONWARD I'M BACK ON TRACK

WE HAVE JUXTAPOSED: ECHO NOT KNOWING WHAT TO SAY WITH REGARDS TO OBUT CLARKE KNOWING EXACTLY WHAT TO SAY EVEN AFTER 6 YEARS

BECAUSE WIFEY

https://historyofbellarke.tumblr.com/post/618426948212965376/historyofbellarke-4-times-someone-knew-the-right

Really you'd think the spy would know what someone wants to hear smh

NAH BECAUSE SHE HAS NO EMOTIONAL EMPATHY. WE'LL GET TO THAT EVENTUALLY

She's also kinda a shit spy. Like when has she ever done actual spying.

Y'ALL I HAVE A GIF FOR EVERYTHING. I'M THE LIZ WARREN OF BELLARKE GIFS GIFSETS AT LEAST

You don't need empathy to fake it, Madison's right she's just such a bad spy :joy:

I'VE GOT NOTHING ON ---- FOR JUST GIFS LOLi

I say this as someone who was 10/10 a spy in a past life at least according to my recurring dreams about it1

OK SO THEN WE ALSO HAVE BELLAMY SIDING WITH CLARKE AT EVERY TURN, OVER ECHO'S EXPLICIT OBJECTIONS AND WE HAVE HER NOTICINGGGGGG WE'RE HERE FOR THIS CONTENT

https://historyofbellarke.tumblr.com/post/185265380768/6x04-bec-scene-follow-up-with-6x05 JUST ONE EXAMPLE

HATE TO SEE IT

SO WE HAVE BELLAMY CLEARLY SHOWING THAT HE'S HER LEADER - WHETHER HE MEANS TO BE OR NOT - WHICH COMES IN IN 7X01

Total aside but now I want a modern au where Bellamy doesn't know how to break up with Echo so he tries to ghost her while everyone around him is pulling their hair out

OH SHIT ONE SECOND I HAVE TO DO DUOLINGO SO I DON'T LOSE MY STREAK BRB

>Total aside but now I want a modern au where Bellamy doesn't know how to break up with Echo so he tries to ghost her while everyone around him is pulling their hair out ---- I love this, actually. WE SHALL HOLD YOUR SPOT

No one in this goddamn canon knows how to have an actual breakup conversation they only know how to die

CORRECT CHORUS

BECAUSE THESE TWO DUMBASSES CAN'T TALK TO EACH OTHER

Ironically Raven and Finn are the only ones who have had a half-normal breakup.

Will be back, partner is dramatically exclaiming that I don't love him anymore bc I won't go give him a goddamn hug bc the meta's too good

BOOM OK I'M BACK

SIDE NOTE BEFORE WE'RE BACK

GO ON

What language are you learning on Duolingo?

relearning spanish and then german german for work, spanish because i used to be fluent and i'm so bad now xp

This entire convo is a chaotic mess

We are a chaotic mess.

WELCOME TO THE HELLMOUTH, ----

Our ship is a chaotic mess.

It all tracks, honestly.

WE WOULD'VE ALL BEEN SO MUCH BETTER OFF IF JASPER HAD DESTROYED THE CHIP OOK SO MOVING ON NOW I FORGOT WHERE I LEFT OFF OH YEAH LEADER PERF SO OH YEAH I FORGOT TO ADD - 6 & 7 ARE ONE SINGULAR SEASON SO

This convo should totally be convered into a Masterclass session at the end. YES

WE'VE GOT A RUNNING THREAD OF ECHO BEING A FOLLOWER OF BELLAMY AND HER KNOWING IT

6/7 ARE ONE SEASON WE'RE HERE WE'RE LIVING

BUT BACK TO S6 SO WE HAVE BELLAMY BEING THE FIRST TO REALIZE THAT CLARKE WANS'T CLARKE AND WE HAVE THIS BEAUTIFUL MOMENT

I’m here and all of this is glorious

OH YEAH THERE'S ALSO THIS BUT I DIGRESS https://historyofbellarke.tumblr.com/post/618548726524510208/historyofbellarke-5x09-6x04-6x05 THE FIRST ONE HERE - https://historyofbellarke.tumblr.com/post/616075629201408000/just-some-clips-ofabout-bellamy-where-either HE'S WILLING TO RISK EVERYTHING EBCAUSE CLARKE MIGHT BE AT RISK EVEN THOUGH THEY LITERALLY HAVE NO WHERE ELSE TO GO OH YEAH FUCKING MURPHY - I'LL GET BACK TO HIM ALL RIGHT SO THEN WE HAVE BELLAMY FIGURING IT OUT AND THE HORROR BLOOMING IN HIS SOUL AND THEN WE HAVE HIM LITERALLY WITH A ROOM DESTROYED EVERN THOUGH HE IS CHAINED UP LIKE SERIOUSLY HOW DID HE MANAGE THAT AND THEN TRY TO KILL RUSSELL THE SECOND HE COULD BECAUSE HE HURT CLARKE EVEN THOUGH, AGAIN, THAT'S THE ONLY WAY HE AND HIS PEOPLE COULD SURIVVE BUT WITHOUT CLARKE, HE'S NOT ALIVE. HE ONLY SURVIVES AND HOW DO WE KNOW THIS? BECAUSE HE FUCKING SAYS IT (implicitly)

I just came into this. I have nothing to add I just want to say I’m living for it

:heart:

Agreed, this conversation is giving meaning to my insomnia :joy:

https://historyofbellarke.tumblr.com/post/618973621000585216/just-a-reminder-that-bellamy-canonically-only

WHOLE F*ING THING ON SURVIVING VS LIVING AND THEN ONCE HE DECIDES THEY'RE GOING TO LIVE (AND LET RUSSELL LIVE) BECAUSE IT'S WHAT CLARKE WOULD'VE WANTED, HE SAYS "WE SURVIVE" LOOKING LIKE THE SADDEST FUCKING PUPPY IN EXISTENCE AND DON'T EVEN GET ME STARTED ON THE FACT THAT WE HAD A WHOLE DAMN EPISODE OF A 13 EPISODE SEASON DEVOTED TO BELLAMY SUFFERING BECAUSE HIS WIFE DIED AGAIN 3 WEEKS AFTER SHE WAS RESURRECTED SUBTLE, JASON. SUBTLE. OK NOW BACK TO MY BELOVED COCKROACH MURPHY AND BELLAMY ARE ARGUABLY THE TWO CLOSEST NON-ROMANTIC (:upside_down:) PEOPLE ON THE SHIP THE RING RIGHT? OK WE'RE GOING WITH IT ANYWAY

Hmmm yes(I agreee) but also Clarke and Murphy have that understanding that transcends words?

THEY ARE THE CLOSEST ROMANCE WITHSTANDING ON THE SHIP

AND MURPHY, MY BELOVED MURPHY, HAS BEEN THERE FROM "I'LL CHOP HER HAND OFF" TO "OH FUCK OH FUCK OH FUCK CLARKE IS UNCONSCIOUS AND I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO" TO "YOU'RE NOT THE ONLY ONE HERE SAVING SOMEONE THEY CARE ABOUT"

BECAUSE BELLAMY DOES NOT EVEN KNOW ECHO'S ACTUAL NAME AND THEREFORE THEY ARE NOT CLOSE

LOL SO MURPHY AFTER 6 YEARS IS TRYING TO GET BELLAMY TO DO SOMETHING HE WANTS (WE'RE BACK IN SEASON 5 NOW, SORRY) AND HOW DOES HE DO THAT?

AND INVOLKES MOM'S NAME

BLESSED BE "WELL IF CLARKE WAS HERE" BELLAMY ESPLODES OK SO NOW WE HAVE MURPHY AGAIN WHO KNOWSSSS AND WHAT DOES HE SAY TO JOSIE? ABOUT BELLAMY

If Clarke is dead Bellamy will kill us all HE KNOWS

BAM ALSO, REFER BACK TO PREVIOUS GIFSET, SAME MURPHY "OH YEAH I'LL TRY TO HELP ECHO TOO" BECAUSE MURPHY KNOWSSSS OOK THAT'S ALL FOR MURPHY NOW SO WE HAVE BELLAMY "WE'RE GOING TO SURVIVE BECAUSE I CAN'T LIVE WITHJOUT CLARKE BUT I'M GOING TO ONCE AGAIN HONOR HER FUCKING MEMORY" UNTILLLLLL WHAT HAPPENS

lol @ Murphy having to remind Bell his gf exists hahahah UNTIL HIS SOUL REALIZES CLARKE IS ALIVE

BUT HOW DOES HE REALIZE THAT

BECAUSE YOU CAN'T CONVINCE ME HE KNEW IT WAS MORSE CODE BECAUSE OF EARTH SKILLS NO

HE KNEW IT WAS MORSE CODE BECAUSE HIS SOUL FUCKING KNEW HIS WIFE WAS ALIVE

Yesss

PLATONIC SOULMATE MY ASS JASON

Morse code is life

[okay rant over, continue Kate]

MILLER'S FACE WAS LIKE "YOU FUCKING WHAT MAN?"

(side note- i am getting alive in morse code on my wrist when covid clears) OK SO WE'RE BACK SO WE HAVE JOSIE TAPPING HER FINGERS

Oh I love that I have friend who has that tattoo

YES TAP TAP MILLER GOING WTF BELL GOING ALL GIDDY PUPPY WITH A BONE

WHICH MEANS BELLAMY HAD TO HAVE GONE BACK TO HIS FAMILY AND SAY "OK WE'RE GOING TO RESCUE MY DEAD WIFE. SHE'S ALIVE. IKNOW BECAUSE JOSIE WAS TAPPING HER FINGERS." AND THE FAMILY HAD TO GO "YEAH OK THAT MAKES SENSE."

AND NO ONE QUESTIONED IT BECAUSE THEY BEEN KNEW

Yessss

SO WHAT ARE THEY GOING TO DO? LIKE IT WAS EVEN A QUESTION. THEY'RE RESCUING CLARKE AND BY THEY'RE I MEAN HE BECAUSE HE DOES NOT GIVE A FUCK ABOUT THEM AT THE MOMENT SO HE'S LIKE "READY OR NOT, I'M RESCUING MY WIFE. BYEEEEE" AND JORDAN'S LIKE "WHAT ABOUT PRIYA?" AND EVERYONE'S LIKE ".... SORRY BRO. CLARKE. YOU WANTED HEART BELLAMY. YOU GOT HIM." SO HE GOES, LEAVING HIS FAMILY BEHIND WITH A BUNCH OF PSYCHOPATHIC MURDERERS WHO KNOW THAT BELLAMY IS GOING TO KILL THEIR DAUGHTER BUT HE'S JUST LIKE... BYE AND HE KNOWS, AND WE KNOW THAT HE KNOWS, BECAUSE JOSIE TAUNTS HIM ABOUT IT THE WHOLE TIME BECAUSE JOSIE IS THE AUDIENCE BASICALLY

JOSIE IS US BUT SLIGHTLY MORE PSYCHOTIC

ALL RIGHT SO SKIPPING AHEAD, SKIPPING AHEAD, YOU HAVE JOSIE'S WHOLE RUN DOWN OF THEIR RELATIONSHIP

TOGETHER

AND HIS VERY LONG PAUSE FOLLOWED BY "I WON'T LET YOU DIE"

EXHAUSTING

INSTEAD OF I FUCKING LOVE YOU BECAUSE CHORUS SO WE GET CLARKE BACK THROUGH SHEER FORCE OF BELLAMY'S WILL

>AND HIS VERY LONG PAUSE FOLLOWED BY "I WON'T LET YOU DIE" @kate (historyofbellarke) "I LOVE YOU, BITCH. I AIN'T EVER GONNA STOP LOVING YOU, BITCH."

"I'LL SHAVE THE BEARD" SO WE HAVE CLARKE WHO GAVE UP LIVING BECAUSE SHE THOUGHT BELLAMY GAVE UP (REMEMBER, JOSIE SHOWING HER THE MEMORY OF BELLAMY SAYING WE'LL TAKE THE DEAL) AND THEN CLARKE COMING BACK TO LIFE BECAUSE BELLAMY WOULDN'T GIVE UP AND THEN WE HAVE OCTAVIA, MY BROTHER POISONED ME FOR HIS WIFE AND I STILL RAISED MY NIECE ON STORIES OF EPIC BELLARKE, BLAKE IN THE BACKGROUND BEING ALL OF US

>SO WE HAVE CLARKE WHO GAVE UP LIVING BECAUSE SHE THOUGHT BELLAMY GAVE UP (REMEMBER, JOSIE SHOWING HER THE MEMORY OF BELLAMY SAYING WE'LL TAKE THE DEAL) @kate (historyofbellarke) OMG I HAVE A SPEC ABOUT THIS I HAVE A SPEC ABOUT THIS BUT IMMA WAIT TIL WE'RE DONE TO POP INTO SPEC TO TALK IT OUT OKAY CONTINUE

i'm going to keep going, but have i done a pretty good job of convincing anyone who was wavering? because remember this is all canon. i have done absolutely no spec-ing at all.

I'm very hype rn. Ngl.

lol

Could flip a tire for Bellarke rn kind of hype

OK SO NOW CLARKE IS ALIVE BUT OH FUCK, THE REST OF THE FAMILY IS IN TROUBLE WE LITERALLY HAD MURPHY, MY BLESSED MURPHY, SHOW UP TO GO "YO. YOUR GIRLFRIEND." AND BELLAMY GO https://media.discordapp.net/attachments/591463308117278720/716493560610029708/tumblr_pv4mkld49N1xsmktho1_500.gif SO OF COURSE, IT'S NOT TIME TO TALK BECAUSE CHORUS

DUMBASSES NO TALKIE

SO WE GET EVERYONE FIXED. A BUNCH OF UNNECESSARY PLOT SHIT HAPPENS. AND THEN BELLAMY LITERALLY PUSHES HIS GIRLFRIEND OUT OF THE WAY TO GO AND DO A DRAMATIC SUNSET REUNION WITH HIS WIFE AND THEN PLOT SHIT PLOT SHIT PLOT SHIT WE'RE IN S7 AM I MISSING S6 STUFF? PROBABLY BUT Y'ALL IT'S LITERALLY BEEN 4 WEEKS IN CANON AT THIS POINT AND I MISSED A LOT OF SHIT. SO Y'KNOW. OUR BABIES ARE TIRED N AND NOW WE'RE ALL GOOD RIGHT? JUST GONNA GO HAVE A QUICK MEETING WITH GABRIEL AND THEN GO BACK TO MY WIFE SO WE CAN TALK OVER SOME TEA THEN BAM, O GETS STABBED AND THEN WE HAVE . 4 EPISODES THAT HAPPEN OVER 2 DAYS BEFORE CLARKE'S LIKE "WELP. I'M THROWING MYSELF HEAD FIRST INTO A WORM HOLE TO GO GET MY HUSBAND AND HIS STUPID GIRLFRIEND." AND YOU HAVE EVERYONE ELSE GOING "I'M SORRY, DID YOU THINK ANYTHING ELSE WAS GOING TO HAPPEN?" AND FOLLOWING AND THE S6/7 WRITERS MOSTLY JUST CHOSE TO IGNORE THAT S4/5 WRITERS GAVE CLARKE A DAUGHTER BECAUSE, WELL, I DON'T BLAME THEM EVEN THOUGH I LOVE MADI SHE'S AN UNNECESSARY COMPLICATION SO HAND WAVING SHE'S FINE SO NOW WE'RE UP TO PRESENT

Fully convinced Madi was there to ensure Clarke didn't go fully insane on Earth and provide motive for that bitch slap scene from S5.

brb spilled beer

Oh, and to parent trip Bell/Clarke.

>brb spilled beer @kate (historyofbellarke) makes sense after the tea you're spilling on this channel

Someone really oughta document this convo for a later date. lol We will need to reference it before end of the season, bet. lol

blesss i do not deserve my partner he told me to go sit down and is cleaning it also i went to finish the last of the unspilled stuff and promptly spilled it down my chest so ALL RIGHT WHERE WERE WE OH YEAH AND BELLAMY FORGAVE HER BECAUSE MADI WAS LIKE "YO YOU'RE A PARENT TOO AND REMMEBER SHE STOOD BY YOU WHEN YOU PUT OCTAVIA ABOVE LITERALLY EVERYTHING" AND BELLAMY WAS LIKE "OH... SHIT." AND THEN SHE WAS LIKE "SHE CALLE DYOU EVERY DAY YOU DUMBFUCK" AND YOU HAVE THE PATENTED "OMG, DOES CLARKE HAVE FEELINGS FO RME TOO???" JAW DROP BUT NOW BACK TO PRESENT

(Now if someone will just fucking tell her that he did the equivalent grant gestureTM of the radio calls except w/ poison)

i didn't even include the fact that he fucking poisoned O, that diyoza referred to her as his girlfriend, etc etc etc OH AND AS TO WHY HBECHO ISN'T GOING TO BE A HTING ANYMORE BESIDES EVERYTHING I'VE SAID

FINN COLLINS THAT'S WHY

BASUCALLY YES

FINN COLLINS EXCEPT AT LEAST CLARKE KNEW HIS REAL NAME

THEY DID A LITERAL EXACT PARALLEL BETWEEN BELLAMY AND ECHO SPFEIHOi4ur YES LIKE IT'S LIKE THE WRITERS FOUND BESTOFBECHO AND WENT "FUCK, ARE WE NOT BEING OBVIOUS ENOUGH? TIME TO CALL IN ZACH MCGOWAN" ( THEY FUCKING GOT ZACH ON A PLANE FROM LA TO VANCOUVER TO JUST SAY "YOU DON'T LOVE HIM" LIKE I DON'T THINK PEOPLE REALIZE HOW INVOLVED OF A PROCESS IT IS TO GET AN ACTOR THERE - ESPECIALLY IN CANADA WHERE YOU HAVE TO BALANCE NON-CANADIAN WITH CANADIAN ACTORS OR YOU CAN'T SHOOT IN CANADA SO THIS AMERICAN HAD TO BE TAKEN INTO ACCOUNT FOR THE WHOLE SEASON FOR A 2 MINUTE APPERANCE BUT THE WRITERS WERE LIKE "YO HUGE NEON SIGN RIGHT HERE" AND THEN SHE CONTINUED ALL SEASON IN THAT VEIN UNTIL 7X05 WHEN SHE BROKEEEEE OVER HIS "DEATH"

BECAUSE HER SOUL DIDN'T KNOW HE WAS ALIVE LIKE BELL DID CLARKE

AND DID THE EXACT SAME FUCKING THING BELLAMY DID WHEN HE FOUND OUT CLARKE WAS ALIVE

And also as mentioned, she's a shit spy.

BECAUSE THE WRITERS ARE LIKE "CAN WE MAKE IT MORE OBVIOUS? I'M NOT SURE HOW!" so now we're at present day and here's a bit of crack spec-ing

THANKS FOR THIS LONG ASS META !!

YOU ARE WELCOME once again if i put that amount of effort into my dissertation, i'd be a phd with a published book or 3

This was a joy to read An utter joy This reaffirmed all my beliefs and got rid of all doubts I had

https://tenor.com/view/about-to-ugly-cry-ugly-cry-emotional-sensitive-crying-gif-8033343 i aim to please so now we have that O/B scene so we as the audience know something is off. bellamy was dragged sobbing and unconscious by his captors to suddenly being awake, fine, and killing a bunch of trained soldiers and holding someone hostage with his left hand. so then you have O, noticing something isn't quite right, casually bringing up clarke's name clarke. fucking. griffin. who bellamy had JUST brought back from the dead after learning she was alive and he's just... calm? about O possibly doing something with these psychos that's related to clarke? HE JUST POISONED HIS SISTER LIKE A WEEK AGO TO SAVE CLARKE'S LIFE i cannot stress this enough. bellamy fucking blake would not just go "huh?" when O, his sister that he's barely tolerating, goes "i'll tell you, you psychotic cultists, everything about my sister-in-law" and that's it. that's where i'm at s6 was about bellamy literally pulling clarke back from death s7 will be about clarke literally crossing time and space to get back to bellamy THIS IS AN EPIC FUCKING LOVE STORY AND ANYONE WHO THINKS OTHERWISE IS WRONG AND NOW I'M GOING TO TAKEA . SHOWER BECAUSE I SPILLED BEER ON MYSELF BUT I WILL BE BACK also i didn't think iw as drunk but then i reread that and started crying so it's definitely shower time

#bellarke #bellarke meta #the 100 #anti bech #anti ech #blarke wine club #long post

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rueren · 3 years

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𝔰𝔩𝔢𝔢𝔭𝔶 ~ 𝔒.𝔗𝔬𝔯𝔲𝔲

toruu takes you shopping bc u deserve it and cause why not, but he’s really tired and can you honestly blame him with how hard he works ???

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pairing : oikawa toruu x reader

wordcount : 1074

warnings : none but maybe soft toruu should be a warning of itself, hes too precious

genre : fluff

notes : #not edited oops #in this house we die like men

im soft for toruu rn someone help

“wanna come in?” you questioned. oikawa smiled up at you through his bangs, as he sat on the plush chair in the corner of the fitting room lobby next to your room.

“take your time, show me what you need opinions on”

“please, after the plaid shorts fiasco i’m not sure i want it,” you teased, leaning down to look him in the eye. His eyes widen a retort on his lips but after the lopsided grin appears on your face, it turns into a pout and he turns away, arms crossing against his chest.

“that was one time, and we were in highschool! You’d think you would have let it go by now, sheesh.”

your laugh rings in his ears, and he realizes that he if there was a way he could bottle that sound and keep it on his person forever, especially when he was overseas at matches, he would do so in a heartbeat. he feels your fingers cupping his face, palm pressed against his chin, tilting his pouting face up towards yours and he softens. one of these days you were gonna kill him not that hes complaining

“i’m never letting it go,” another grumble almost tumbles from his lips before you press a chaste whisper of a kiss to his, turning into the fitting room, “alright gimme a sec babes.”

after what felt like too long for you to try on whatever outfits you had in your hands, you step out of the change room, you find him slumped against the wall.

your lips tug upwards, seeing his arms folded tight against his chest again, almost hugging himself, and his phone on his lap from where it fell out of his hand. he’s got his head propped up in the corner where the two walls meet, falling over a bit, with his hair falling into his eyes, and his mouth open the slightest bit. one knee knocked against the wall and the other following suit, he’s curled into himself for his nap.

he’d only just fallen asleep a moment ago, after you showed him a top you weren't sure about (he absolutely adored the color on you, his hands reaching out to your waist making your face heat up. how he managed to make you feel this way even after being together for so long was a mystery) so when he hears the shuffling of you grabbing his and your bags, his eyes flutter open, trying to pretend he was awake the whole time.

“ready to go, babe?” his groggy voice gives him away, and you pick up his phone and tug on his wrist. at the cash, he’s hovering at your back as you pay (much to his whiny protests from earlier, you’d insisted on paying for yourself today, if only from one store. that’s all he’d allow, if you kept insisting on this. “i don’t see why you need to pay for it,” his bottom lip jutted out slightly, hands shoved into his pockets. “you know i’ll do it. i want to, please just let me.” “ that’s exactly why i want to, toruu” “oh my god, you’re so stubborn.” “says you,” “...fine, one store and that’s it.”)

he’s got his fingers dancing at the hem of your shirt. as much as he wants to just to go home and shove his face into your neck and let the smell of your shampoo and the rhythm of your heartbeat lull him to sleep - only for a short while. he could spare that much, right? he’d wake up extra early and train super hard tomorrow to make up for it - he knew you wanted to go out today. it was his suggestion, to begin with. he knew how patient you were with him, how he’s always off training, or sponsorships, or doing one thing or another. he wishes more than anything he could be more present, with his hectic schedule. so he took you out today.

as tired as he may be, he couldn’t say he wanted to go home now. he could tough it out a little while longer. for you. you deserved it. your so so good to him, he could tough out a few more hours.

you take a step back and press into his chest, and not a second later you feel his forehead thump against the crown of yours. a low hum comes from him as you turn around facing him. his eyes are droopy, the bags under them not hiding anything.

hands outstretched, he’s reaching to get your bag for you. he’d already pried the other ones from your hands while you were paying if only to distract himself from reaching over and replacing your card with his.

“where too next, love?” his fingers lightly graze your before lacing them, “or are you hungry? it’s been a while since we ate. want anything??” he’s too sweet for his own good, when he’s not being sassy anyways.

you tug him along and when you don’t turn right to the next store or the food court, he gets confused. once the mall doors come into view, he feels bad for feeling this sweet tightness in his chest, realizing what your doing.

“babes, what are you doing?” he’s feigning innocence. “you need a nap, toruu. more than a nap.”. he’s digging his heals into the floor. or more like trying to, but since the waxed glossy mall floor doesn’t give much traction, he’s basically getting dragged. you’re both giggling at his antics, all while his protests are coming out as less convincing than he intended them to be.

he swears up and down through yawns that he’s fine, that hes not tired at all, that there’s still a bunch of stuff you guys gotta buy, but you force him into the car and into bed when you get home.

when his alarm for one hour blares, you turn it off before it wakes him up. begrudgingly, you sent a different one for another 2 hours (he’d be more frustrated that you didnt wake up at all than if you woke him up a little bit later than intended). he deserved a more than one hour nap. his face pressed into you chest, he’s got a leg strewn over your thighs, and both his arms wrapped around you. his soft breathes are barely heard under the hum from the heater pumping through the apartment, but every now and then he lets out a sigh that tugs at your heart strings.

the alarm stirred him a little but your hand is in his hair, hushing him back to sleep. your sweet nothings ring in his ear and he nuzzled his face farther into your chest, smiling slightly.

he definitely deserves more than an hour.

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#🖤.kchan.writes #⛈.oikawa #🃏.haikyuu #oikawa toruu #haikyuu oikawa #hes so cute ohmygod #oikawa oneshot #oikawa drabble #toruu oneshot #sleepy oikawa

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artificialqueens · 4 years

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Pulling Leaves Off Trees, Chapter 1: Been Through the Wringer a Couple Times (Multi) - Sportkuras

Summary:

c’est bon: damnnn

c’est bon: wait. jan isnt your apartment near shea’s

human girl: @jansport spill

Jan could feel her stomach drop as she looked at the message.

“Oh, goddamn it.”

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Or: The girls try to survive college, and everything else that comes with almost being an adult.

A/N: my first fic here on artificialqueens! i noticed that arent many college au’s and group chat fics of the s12 cast so i let myself be self-indulgent for once!! its unbeta’d so apologies lmao but you can talk to me here and you can find the ao3 link here! comment if you’d like!

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Jan started her morning like almost every college student in their third year would: to be woken up by their alarm after a night of heavy drinking. She woke up with a start and groaned as Chromatica II started blaring from her phone, blindly reaching for it on her nightstand and peering at the time.

Damn. One in the afternoon, huh?

“Thank god I don’t have class today.” The blonde muttered as she checked her notifications: 7 from Twitter, 3 from Insta, and 1 from their group chat. She sat up from her bed and scrolled through the chat, trying to quell her pounding headache.

Bon Voy

Members: jaidaessencehall, heidininacloset, jansport, jackiecox, gigigoode, crystalmethyd, britafilter, dahliasin, nickydoll, aidenzhane, and widowvondu

lebron essence ball: okay so

lebron essence ball: me and shea are at the library rn and she’s complaining to me abt how she couldnt sleep right

lebron essence ball: and chile….it was bc someone was getting RAILED last night lmaooo

lebron essence ball: she said, and i quote, “the bitch had such a good time even I’M jealous”

c’est bon: damnnn

c’est bon:wait. jan isnt your apartment near shea’s

human girl: @jansport spill

human girl: also

human girl: feels weird that we didn’t start this day with a good morning announcement from jan

c’est bon: the vibes were off 😞

Jan could feel her stomach drop as she looked at the message, “Oh, goddamn it.” She’s now acutely aware of their apartment door opening and Rock’s footsteps padding from outside her room, most likely just coming home from her class. She suddenly remembered exactly what happened last night; most especially memories of what happened between her and her roommate . Memories of them being drunk as hell, coming back to their apartment from god knows how many bars, going to Jan’s room giggling like teenagers on a sleepover and well. You know.

Jan checked her phone again.

lebron essence ball: jannette….would you happen to know who was the lucky gal? 👀

backpack backpack: good morning to you too gigi 🙄

human girl: *Afternoon, actually

human girl: Now spill! I know you know almost everyone on that floor.

She pinched the bridge of her nose. How in the hell was she gonna say that her and Rock got drunk and hooked up as casually as possible? She could lie, but Jaida, Brita and Widow could smell bullshit coming from a mile away, and she’s a horrible liar. They’d know she was bluffing.

Might as well get it over it. She let out a sigh as she typed out a message, hoping that it was only Jaida, Nicky and Gigi who were online.

backpack backpack: haha yeah so um

backpack backpack: that was me & rock actually

Even though no one could see her, Jan hid her face behind her hands, bracing for the worst. Several dings! had come from her phone as soon as she sent the message. Of course it wasn’t only Jaida, Nicky and Gigi who were online.

cox destroyers: Oh my god.

Jan’s eyes widened when she saw Jackie reply, although she’s not quite sure why she was panicking about Jackie knowing about her hook up with Rock in the first place. All she knows is that she’s gonna have to face Jackie (and everyone else, for that matter,) later.

sin city: ohhh bitch—

c’est bon: you and ROCK???

dom top: !!!

dom top: idk who Rock is but get it sister

backpack backpack: Thank you! Thank you, Heidi. It’s like you’re the only one who’s not acting weird right now.

c’est bon: lmao heidi

c’est bon: she’s jans roommate

human girl: Janice Elizabeth Sport.

von du for two: not this shit again i swear to god

tap water: Jan.

tap water: You know that I love you

tap water: BUT WILL YOU PLEASE STOP SLEEPING WITH YOUR ROOMMATES

Jan rolled her eyes at the messages, wanting the ‘news’ to be over as soon as possible. “And they say I’m the dramatic one.” She huffed as she quickly typed on her phone again.

backpack backpack: okay can y’all chill 🙄

backpack backpack: we just got drunk and slept together, that’s all.

backpack backpack: tell shea im sorry though xxxx @jaidaessencehall

lebron essence ball: bitch you know it ain’t about having a drunk hookup with someone

lebron essence ball: its about the fact that you banged your roommate AGAIN

backpack backpack: oh COME ON

backpack backpack: this was just the second time!!

backpack backpack: and lemon’s with priyanka now!!!

von du for two: girl you & lemon were fucking almost every week i can’t with u

von du for two: going at it like rabbits while we were outside your apartment getting ready to watch glee :/

tap water: and, frankly, i don’t want to come up to your apartment to run lines with you if i have to hear y’all fooling around. my good, christian ears have heard enough.

She felt her face heat up in embarrassment.

backpack backpack: oh my god can you guys please shut up!!!!

backpack backpack: it’s not gonna happen again bc it was a one time thing

backpack backpack: i promise

human girl: [dwayne the rock johnson voice] are you sure about that?

backpack backpack: yes georgina goode i am 100% sure

Jan bit her lip as she looked up at the door to her room. Okay, she’s not 100% sure, but not because she regretted it or anything. As much as her brain was allowing her to remember, last night was good. Great, even. But between auditions, college, and working in the café, her love life (or lack thereof) is on pause for now. Besides, it’s not like anyone has been actively pursuing her, or vice versa.

But it wouldn’t hurt to ask Rock, right?

Sighing in defeat, Jan quickly got up from her bed with her phone still in her hand (as much as her hangover allowed her), left her room and knocked on her roommates door, hoping that she wasn’t busy. She heard a faint “come in!” from the other side and opened the door softly.

“Hey, roomie.” She joked.

Rock looked up from her drawing tablet and slipped off the headphones from her ears. “Glad to see you’re finally awake, and here I thought you were a morning person.” Rock’s room was a mess of color and paraphernalia; while Jan’s was strictly purple, pop culture, and musical theater, hers was an array of figurines and albums on the shelves, kpop & anime posters tacked on the wall behind her bed reaching up to the ceiling, and a somewhat decent gaming setup in the corner of her room. Crystal and Nicky would be proud.

Jan rolled her eyes, “Yeah, well, last night was something,” She slightly cleared her throat at the mention of last night. “Also, about last night…”

Rock raised her brow, “Go on?”

“It was a one time thing, right?” Jan furrowed her brows in question, “I mean, last night was amazing , as much my brain is allowing me to remember. And you’re hot, so, I’m not complaining. Really dig the anime e-girl vibe, and I’m sure anyone would tap that ass! I mean, I did, but I’m just—”

“—Not looking for anything right now?” Rock cut her off, saving Jan from turning into a hungover, rambling mess.

She let out a sigh of relief, sitting on her roommates bed and putting her phone down, “Yeah, doll. Just been really busy right now, y’know? 3rd year isn’t a joke.”

The pink-haired girl let out a snort, “Oh, I know the feeling. And don’t worry, I wasn’t looking for anything either, and while last night was fun,” She looked at her pointedly, and Jan was calm enough to actually smirk at the incident between the two, “I’d much rather have you as my friend than as my fuck buddy, because you are loud , girl!”

Jan shrieked at that, “Oh my god, shut up!” She threw a pillow at Rock’s head while the girl let out a cackle, “My friends were on my ass about that too, some friends they are.”

“Wait, you told your friends about that? Aren’t you friends with Nicky?”

Jan huffed, “Mama, more like I was forced to tell them. Jaida’s friend, Shea—whose apartment is next to ours, by the way—was complaining to her about how she couldn’t sleep last night because of, um, my tendency to be vocal.”

“You’re welcome, by the way.”

“Rotted bitch!” Jan threw another pillow at Rock, this time missing because the girl was doubled over in laughter, “I can’t believe you! The disrespect, really. I shouldn’t be taking this from you, I still have a shift to do at 3.”

“But you took it from me real good last night, so,” this time Rock shielded her face as Jan threw pillow after pillow at her, trying to speak through her laughter, “Okay, okay! I give, I give! I’m sorry, mom!”

“Bitch! I can be a top if I want to!” Jan exclaimed in mock offense. As their laughter subsided, the blonde suddenly had an idea, “Oh! What if I invite you over for dinner?”

Rock smirked, “One: we’re roommates. It’s not really inviting me to dinner if we eat in the same room. And two: I thought you said you weren’t looking for anything?”

“I mean dinner with my friends, gorg. All 11 of us eat together at least once a week, this time we’re gonna crash at Heidi, Jaida and Brita’s. Maybe you wanna come and meet them? I know you and Nicky know each other somehow, so it wouldn’t be too awkward, right?”

“Introducing me to the family already? Ain’t that a bit too early for you, Ms. Sport?”

“More like introducing you to a bunch of kindergartners,” Jan muttered as she checked her phone for any new notifications, “But yeah, I want them to know you as my roommate and friend , not as my roommate who I slept with.”

Bon Voy

dom top: okay so jans sex life aside

dom top: y’all are still coming over tonight?

sin city: yes girl!! college sucks ass sm i need to eat my feelings

c’est bon: wouldn’t miss it for the world mon ami xoxo

cox destroyer: I’m gonna be a little late! I just have to return and borrow some stuff in the library.

human girl: can we please order pizza hut <3

lebron essence hall: no <3

von du for two: we are going to order dominoes like civilized people

human girl: ugh fine, all of you have 0 taste

human girl: crys said yes btw she just has class right now

tap water: aiden said she’s gonna come too, she just can’t message the chat bc she’s still in her shift

Jan grinned at Brita’s message, finally getting the chance to steer the conversation away from her.

backpack backpack: So if she can’t message the chat because of her shift, why’s she messaging you, miss brittany filter?? 👀

Jan can feel Brita’s eye roll from miles away.

tap water: She speaks!

tap water: And don’t act like this conversation isn’t over, Miss Janice Sport. You have a lot of explaining to do.

“So, are ya gonna introduce me as your forbidden, but passionate lover? Whose romance was short-lived, yet wild, fiery and unforgettable?”

Now it was Jan’s turn to let out a cackle as she left Rock’s room, “More like my chaotic mess of a roommate who farted herself awake!”

This time it was Rock’s turn to gasp in offense, “That was one time and you fucking know it! And my answer is yes, by the way!”

Jan sent a message to the chat before grabbing her towel and putting her phone away to take a shower.

backpack backpack: oh btw i’m inviting rock to hang out with us!!! I promise she’s super fun and that we’re just roommates and see y’all soon please dont kill me or make it awkward with rock xxxx

tap water: are you

tap water: kidding me.

von du for two: oh for the love of GOD

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Interlude: You Are In Love

Summary: Jimin, Yoongi and Taehyung are all happy with their partners. How about the other boys?

Pairing: Jimin x OC, Yoongi x OC, Taehyung x OC, Hoseok x OC, Jungkook x OC, Seokjin x OC, Namjoon x OC

Genre: a lot of FLUFF (I MEAN IT!), but a little bit of angst

Rating: 18+

Warning: implied smut, a little dirty talk, sir kink, some mentions of anxiety/anxiety attacks

Word count: 11K+

Author’s Note: It’s chaotic -- writing about all of the boys in one narrative, but I love it! I hope you guys enjoy this as much as I enjoyed writing it bc I love them all so much <3 Again, thank you @minyoongail for beta-reading. <3

Part of my TAYLOR SWIFT MIXTAPE SERIES

Tracklist:

Intro: Story of Us

Track 1: Daylight >> Park Jimin

Track 2: Afterglow >> Min Yoongi

Track 3: I Almost Do >> Kim Taehyung

Interlude: You Are In Love (You’re here!)

Track 4: _______ >> __________

Track 5: _______ >> __________

Track 6: _______ >> __________

Track 7: _______ >> __________

Outro:

Previous Track // Next Track

It’s been 2 weeks since Bangtan returned from their Bon Voyage trip. Since then, they have been busy practicing for the upcoming award shows and comeback. It was a rainy Saturday morning and the boys are coming out of their rooms one by one as they would go to BigHit together. The only thing scheduled for the day is dance practice. Hoseok checked the time on his watch, “Where is Namjoon? He’s taking too long.” He complained while looking at the maknae line sitting side by side on one of their long couches.

As if on cue, Namjoon walked out of his room, holding his phone up. “Bang PD-nim sent me a text, we have a team meeting in an hour. Let’s go.” Hoseok stood up, followed by the maknae line. Yoongi and Jin are already waiting in the car, as Yoongi wanted to drive and Jin wanted to take the shotgun seat. Hoseok proudly looked at the maknae line, thinking about how the three changed over the years. The younger ones used to be hard to call which makes them late all the time, but now, they listen more and already have the initiative to go without being asked.

They filed in the car, one by one, “There’s a reason we workout, and this is it.” Namjoon joked, making the others laugh. Yoongi started driving as soon as he heard the last car door close. “Rianne’s coming home in a few days,” Seokjin announced, obviously wanting to smile. “Jinjja? It’s been that long? I miss noona!” Jungkook answered, clapping his hands. “Is noona a doctor already?” Taehyung asked. “2 more years, but she told me she misses me so she’s going to spend her break here.” Seokjin smugly said, as if making his members jealous that his girlfriend is coming over.

“I’m sure Lexi misses her too!” Taehyung added, “Oh shit, I miss Lexi too.” Taehyung held his chest and acted shocked. “You just saw each other last night! You don’t get to say that beside me when my girlfriend is in another country!” Jimin smacked his arm, making the boys laugh. Yoongi laughed with his gummy smile, “What happened to ‘you are my soulmate’?” He asked. Both Jimin and Taehyung just finished recording their new song “Friends” earlier that week. Hoseok interrupted, singing the part of Friends “BFFs on one day, enemies on the other,” making the bunch laugh. “We should spend a weekend on the house I bought in my province!” Jin announced again and everyone agreed with him. Yoongi parked the car smoothly in front of BigHit, the boys coming out of the car one by one but still waited for each other before going inside the building.

Hitman Bang entered the conference room first, followed by Sejin. If there’s anyone who knows about Si Hyuk’s knowledge of the boys’ fates, it’s Sejin -- which is why he’s there taking care of them ever since 2013. If Si Hyuk holds the strings given by the Fates, Sejin can actually see the red strings of fate on the members’ pinky fingers. There are only four colors to it: White - if they haven’t met their partner yet, Pink - if they already met them but haven’t got together yet, Red - if they already met and they are already together, Black - if one of them dies.

Upon sitting on the conference chairs, Sejin looked at Si Hyuk, asking him to come closer as he needs to whisper something. “I see that Taehyung, Jimin, Yoongi, Seokjin and Hoseok has red strings.” He said, the boys just looking at the two, not hearing what they’re talking about. Si Hyuk whispered back, “I only know about Seokjin, Jimin and Yoongi. Yoongi talked to me about something, but I didn’t know about Taehyung and Hoseok. Do you think Taehyung finally figured out that it was his bestfriend all along?” He asked.

“Oh come on, why are you whispering in front of us?” Seokjin asked, the others bit their lip to hold back their laughter. Si Hyuk smiled at them, cutting the conversation he was having with Sejin. He always looks at the boys proudly, seeing how far they’ve come and being content with the path he carefully crafted for them. He just wanted the boys to be in a team just so he can keep them together, but them being worldwide stars is out of his hands, that’s their own doing.

“I’m back from my vacation, boys. We can start talking about how you want this comeback to be. I already have a list of shows that want you in the early 2020 and we’ll confirm which shows you want. I also have the list of award show schedules for end 2019, we can already discuss the stages that you want to do. Also, I have to talk to Jimin after this meeting -- alone.” He announced. The boys were just nodding along, but all eyes landed on Jimin when he said that he needed to talk to him alone.

“Why me?” Jimin asked. “It’s just something about your property. Nothing big.” Si Hyuk answered. The meeting went on for 4 hours. It’s nothing new to them because their meetings with their boss are half serious work and half joking around and talking about their daily lives. This is also Si Hyuk’s way of monitoring how’s life for them, but who was he kidding, the boys are really close to his heart.

After the Bangtan meeting, the six boys walked together to the practice room while Jimin followed Si Hyuk to his office. Jimin immediately sat down on one of the chairs in front of his boss’ desk. “Yoongi told me that you already have a girlfriend.” Jimin looked up. He was hoping that he could be the one to tell him that he already has a girlfriend. Jimin just nodded because there’s no point denying it now, besides, all of them knows that Yoongi will never lie. “Is it still the same girl a year ago?” Si Hyuk asked, Jimin shook his head immediately. “No, she’s… different, but she’s not here right now, although I’m asking her to transfer here in Korea.” Jimin cleared his throat, “If that’s okay?” Jimin felt the need to seek for his validation since before this year, only Seokjin and Namjoon got his blessing on dating Rianne and Cammie respectively.

He felt Si Hyuk tap his shoulder, “You’re matured now, Jimin. Of course, you can.” Jimin smiled immediately, “I can just hug you right now, Bang PD-nim!” Si Hyuk stopped him, imitating Black Panther’s meme, “We don’t do that here.” This earned a laugh from both of them.

“Now, I really wanted to talk to you about the property you bought, the old house facing Han River.” Jimin’s head tilted slightly because he doesn’t have any idea why would his boss bring that up, “Yeah, what about that?”

“Someone came by here yesterday. I think it’s one of the people you asked for help in renovating the house. He told me that it’s finished so I just want to advise you to go there today.” Si Hyuk said. Jimin automatically checked his phone, “Jinjja? They could’ve just contacted me. Is that all?”

His boss nodded his head, “You can go to the boys now.” Jimin stood up and said his thanks again to his boss. He could never ask for a better management. He made his way to the practice room and saw the boys starting already. Of course, he quickly made his way to them, dancing with them as if he was there since the song started, making the boys laugh because Hoseok was shocked.

Their practice should’ve ended at 6 PM, but it’s already 8 PM and they’re still lying on the practice room floor. “We should go home,” Jungkook whispered while breathing heavily. They practiced Dionysus again and all of them went too hard.

Yoongi was the first one to stand up and gather his things, “I’ll sleep in Gail’s apartment tonight. I can’t take that she only eats real food when it’s me who cooked. See you tomorrow, boys.” The boys waved goodbye to him, Seokjin shouting, “Have a fun dinner!”

The boys laughed, knowing that Seokjin was referring to another thing. Jungkook looked at Taehyung, “How about you? You don’t have anything for tonight?” Taehyung stared at the ceiling, “Nope. Jagi’s training until 10 PM tonight. I told her to just go straight to sleep when she gets back to her apartment.”

“Or you can surprise her with something when she gets home,” Namjoon suggested. Taehyung sat up and clicked his tongue, sending finger hearts to Namjoon, “That I would do! Thanks, hyung!” He quickly stood up and gathered his things. “See you tomorrow, boys!” He dashed out of the room and left.

“Last five… lying down on the floor,” Seokjin commented. He was supposed to say standing, but considering that they’re all lying down. “I remembered, I have something to attend to.” Jimin stood up.

“Ya! Don’t tell us you’re cheating!” Hoseok said. “What? No, I’m not! Am I not allowed to have a life?!” Jimin said while laughing softly, gathering his things too. “The house I bought is finished already. I’m gonna go take a look and might as well spend the night there. I have extra clothes in my bag anyway.”

Jimin waved goodbye to his hyungs and Taehyung. He already booked a cab while walking out of the building which arrived exactly when he got out. The car ride was short. He paid the cab driver and got out, his eyes automatically looking at the house. He’s shocked that the lights are turned on, his eyes narrowing in confusion. He walked to the house and entered his passcode beside the front door.

The door opened and he went inside. Nothing much has changed except that the interior is now complete with the simple chandelier that he picked and the walls are now painted white. He walked over to the kitchen only to see food on the table, making him confused even more. “What the fuck..” he softly said, because he doesn’t know where did that food come from.

The food is not familiar to him. He smelled it and it smells good. He wants to try tasting it but what if it has poison? Or does he watch too much movies? He held the bowl only to find it still hot, “Okay.. This is creepy.” He smiled his flat line smile and grabbed a spoon, scooped some of the soup and tasted it. It tasted sour, a good kind of sour. He suddenly remembered the dish that Eunice talks about all the time.

Flashback:

“Since you like sour foods, I’d like you to know that my favorite dish is sour too. I swear, it’s better when it’s super super super sour! Too bad I can’t find any restaurant here in Korea that has that.” Eunice said in pout while they were just talking in his bed a day before she leave Korea.

“If that’s the case, then you should learn cooking it, bubba.” Jimin said and hugged her tighter. Eunice nodded, burying her face to his chest more, “And I’ll let you taste it.”

“Okay, that’s your assignment. That’s what you’ll cook when you come back here in Korea.” Jimin softly answered, kissing the top of her head.

End of Flashback

Jimin’s heart started pounding fast after remembering that conversation. He quickly ran to the back porch to check if Eunice is there, but she’s not. He ran to the room beside the living room, but no one’s there too. He held his chest while slowly walking upstairs, because there’s only one last room to check. If she’s not there, then his heart might tear into pieces again, but if she really is there, what would he do?

The bedroom door upstairs is slightly open, Jimin could only see the bedside lamp that is turned on. He took a deep breath before opening the door slowly, both expecting and not expecting to see Eunice there.

And there she is, lying on the bed, sleeping soundly.

Jimin felt his heart drop to his stomach, “Oh shit, bubb.” He ran to the bed and hugged her tight from the back, causing her to stir from her sleep. Jimin showered her back with kisses, her neck too, and now her cheeks. Eunice turned around to face him and hug him back, “You’re home!” She felt Jimin hug her tighter and his shoulders slightly shaking, “Jimin, come on, stop crying. Why are you crying?” She asked, but her tears are slowly falling down too.

“You did not tell me you’re coming back! You surprise me like this! And you just… I love you and I miss you so much, bubb.” He said in pout, making Eunice laugh. “I’m sorry, okay? And for the record, I’ve been waiting for you since this morning. Didn’t your boss tell you to go here?”

“He did, but he did not tell me to go immediately. If I had known.. shit, you’re really here!” Jimin exclaimed, catching her lips with his for a chaste kiss. “You’re even wearing one of my shirts, what are you trying to do to me?”

“Nothing.” Eunice answered, but a smirk is already forming on her lips. “Okay,” Jimin answered, but his lips are already trailing down to her neck. “Aren’t you tired from practicing all day?” She asked.

“No.” Jimin said with finality. “You’re tired,” Eunice teased again, pushing Jimin away. He laughed and attacked her neck again, “I’m not! And I’ll prove it to you, babe.”

“Now, I’m tired,” Eunice said while lying down in bed, Jimin following right after pulling out of her. “And I love you.” She whispered in Jimin’s ear. “I love you too. Hug.” He opened his arms and Eunice is quick to scoot closer to him.

He grabbed the remote from the bedside table, making the aircon’s temperature drop a few degrees colder. He also turned the switch of the bedside lights so it became a little brighter. “How’d you get Bang PD-nim to talk to me about going home here?” Jimin asked, rubbing circles on her naked back. “Long story, but to summarize, Yoongi-oppa was the one who handled Gail’s application at BigHit, he just tagged me along.” Eunice answered. Jimin slightly pulled away to stare at her face, “Really? Did they interview you too? Hyung wanted BigHit to take in Gail immediately, but she doesn’t want to skip the process of interviewing. She also told hyung to advise the HR that it’s okay if she won’t qualify for the position.”

Eunice laughed, “She’s overqualified! I’ve been telling her for a while now. The position she was applying for was Junior Graphic Artist. I’m not even surprised that she’s now a supervisor instead.” Jimin looked at her expectantly, as if waiting for her to share too, “Fine. They also interviewed me.”

Jimin’s eyebrows raised, as if saying to go on, “Your HR team is scary. I thought I was taking a life or death test.” Jimin’s eyebrows raised higher, “And?”

“And I’ll be working with you guys.” She said. Jimin squished her cheeks with his fingers then kissed it right after, “And I get to see you everyday! What a fun life! Congratulations babe on getting the position!” He said and planted a soft kiss on her lips.

“Which position?” She teased again and giggled. Jimin laughed, “I thought you’re tired?”, he asked before going on top of her again.

The next morning, Jimin woke up to an empty bed. Was it all a dream? He asked himself. He rubbed his eyes and stood up from the bed, ready to check the whole house again. He groggily went down the stairs, finding Eunice already busy cooking in the kitchen. The curtains are all draped closed which made him smile because his girlfriend doesn’t really like the sun. It makes her eyes hurt, she said.

He hugged her from behind, his lips automatically attaching itself to her neck, “Good morning.” He said and just stayed there for a while. “Good morning, bubb. Why’d you get up already? You’re still sleepy.”

“Because I thought I was just dreaming.” He pouted on her neck, causing her to laugh. “No, you’re not dreaming. I’m really here. You did not eat dinner last night.” She said, flipping the chicken she’s frying.

“I think I ate dinner very well last night.” Jimin answered, Eunice rolling her eyes as she pulled another pan and placed it on the second stove. “Shut up. How would you like your eggs?” She grabbed two eggs from the counter, Jimin just walking behind her while still hugging her wherever she goes.

“I’d love it to be in your mouth.” Jimin murmured on her neck. Eunice faced him and smacked his forehead, “Why are you such a pervert in the morning?!” Jimin laughed and kissed her nose, “Fine. I want it fried.”

“Did you know that Yoongi-oppa and Gail fought last night?” She asked. “No. Why did they fight?” Jimin let go of the hug and stood beside her as she cooked. “You’re pretty.” He commented while staring at her, wearing only his shirt and his apron. Eunice placed the fried eggs and chicken on Jimin’s plate, “Okay. Stop that. You’re making my heart flutter. So back to the two who fought…”

“And now, you can’t even make the toast properly.” Gail told Yoongi on a Sunday morning. The sun is already high up, but the two are just preparing breakfast. Yoongi did not pay attention, still looking at his phone with his scrunched face. Gail has been talking to him non stop since last night because he can’t seem to give her attention after he cooked her dinner.

“Yoongi, I’m telling you.. If you don’t get off that phone, you’ll be dragging your sorry ass for a week!” Gail said, pulling out the burned toast out of the toaster. Yoongi did not even bat an eyelash, still focused on his phone. “I’m going to buy breakfast outside.” Gail said.

“Take my card with you,” Yoongi answered. “No. I’m only buying one to feed myself. You can just eat your phone.” She said and bolted out the door, closing it loudly. Yoongi shook his head and closed his eyes, just a little bit more, he whispers to himself.

Gail walked outside, making her way to the coffee shop where she met Eunice and Lexi before her bestfriend left Korea. She knows that Eunice is already here, maybe already with Jimin because she already stopped contacting her last night. She walked inside the cafe, the barista smiling at her instantly since she’s a regular there.

There are only a few people inside, maybe because it’s a Sunday and a lot of people are sleeping in or spending time with their family. She just wants to spend time with Yoongi, but he can’t seem to take his eyes off that goddamned phone. The barista, which is also the cashier, suddenly talked to her as she stood on the other side of the counter.

“Are you getting your usual, Gail?” She asked. Gail nodded, handing over her cash. The girl smiled at her and started making her orders. She sat down on one of the bar stools that’s near the counter since the barista knows that her order is for takeout. Her mind wanders back to Yoongi in her apartment, phew, she sighed before standing up again and walking to the counter.

“Hey, can you make my order for two, please? The coffee for the other one is just iced americano.” Gail requested and handed her the cash immediately. “Of course, just a few more minutes, Gail.” The girl smiled again at her. She walked to the bar stool again and sat there. She scanned through her phone and saw a text message from Yoongi.

Babyyy: I’m sorry. I love you.

Gail sighed again, her eyebrow raising on its own. Now he’s saying I love you after ignoring me? The nerve, she thought, but she also can’t deny that she wanted to smile and ogle him. She liked the growth of their relationship, from always fighting and breaking up to just always fighting but talks things over. They both learned to talk to each other to understand their differences.

The barista walked to her with a bright smile again, handing her orders. She stood up and said her thanks to the girl. So much for buying only one for myself, she thought. She can never resist Yoongi, no matter what the situation is. If she can’t resist him when they haven’t even met yet, what more now that she gets to be with him everyday?

She was on her way out, hands full of the food she’s about to bring home, when a girl from outside opened the door for her. She’s wearing a sundress, her hair quite long and she has tattoos on her collarbone and right arm. “Thank you,” Gail said to her. She just bowed and smiled.

Before the door closed, Gail heard the barista greet the girl, “Toshimaru! I didn’t know you’re back already! What can I get you?” Gail looked back at the two and smiled to herself. That Toshimaru girl is pretty, she thought and walked home.

When she arrived, Yoongi is outside her apartment door, waiting for her. The moment he saw her, he quickly walked to her and helped her with the food she brought. Yoongi silently opened the door and placed the food on the table.

“Did you read my text?” He asked. Gail grabbed her sandwich from the bag, “No. What text?” She asked. Even though she really read it, she just wants to hear Yoongi say it. Yoongi sighed, “I’m sorry. I love you, baby.” He pouted and hugged her, swaying her slowly.

“Of course, I read your text.” Gail whispered. “You minx! You just want to hear me say it out loud.” Yoongi has his gummy smile on, pinching both of Gail’s cheeks and kissing her lips after, “Forgive me. You’ll understand me soon.” He said.

Gail just nodded, “I better understand you soon. There’s another sandwich for you there and iced americano. I wouldn’t let you be hungry no matter how much you piss me off.” Yoongi smiled at her as if he knows that she would buy him food too.

Gail walked to the living room and sat down on one of the couches. She turned on the TV to look for something to watch. Yoongi followed her to the living room with the food she brought, “Baby, thank you!” Yoongi said, trying his best to do aegyo.

“You’re already cute, baby.” Gail answered, holding her smile while still staring at the TV Screen. Yoongi cleared his throat and took a sip on his coffee, “Will you go out on a date with me later?”

Gail turned her head to look at him, “A real date?” She asked. The both of them haven’t had time to a real date since they made up, considering that Bangtan ended their vacation just after they made up, then they went to New Zealand for Bon Voyage, then they’ve been practicing hard ever since.

“A real date, just you and me. Would you give me the privilege to date my most favorite girl in the world?” Yoongi asked again, now sitting in front of her, while holding both of her hands. “I’d be stupid to refuse you.” Gail answered.

Yoongi smiled at her, “We’ll shop for our clothes later, baby.” He kissed her forehead and stood up, continuing to eat his breakfast. “We need to shop clothes?” Gail asked, sitting on his lap while they eat their sandwiches.

Yes, they do fight all the time, but they can’t really live without each other. “I just want to dress up, you know? Like how they do it in dramas. On first dates, you dress up so you feel the awkwardness and shit, but then you overcome it, then have fun.” Yoongi said while picking on his sandwich, checking what’s inside it.

“I think the years under our relationship belt are way past the drama level.” Gail said, considering that they’ve been together for years already. “But we just met, baby..” Yoongi pouted, as if pleading to go on with his plan, “Besides, I’m taking you somewhere else after shopping.”

“Okay, baby. Let’s do whatever you have planned. Just don’t make me wear heels, okay?” Yoongi looked up to her since her face is slightly higher than his because she’s sitting on his lap. “Okay, baby. Let’s go shower.” Yoongi said and carried her.

“Together?!” Gail asked, laughing and wrapping her arms around his neck. “Conserve water.” Yoongi said with a poker face which just made Gail laugh more. She knows her boyfriend doesn’t like showing his feelings too much, but when they’re together, his clinginess just jumps out.

“The red one?” Yoongi pointed to the dress on the far end of the store. They’re currently in their casual clothes while picking something semi-formal for Yoongi’s planned dinner later. “Red looks so.. foxy.” Gail commented. “Are you sure it’s okay to go out in public like this? You might get a dating scandal.” She asked for the nth time today.

“How is it a scandal when it’s real? Besides, we’re not doing anything bad.” Yoongi said with finality, holding her hand again. “How about the white one in the corner?” Yoongi pointed again. Gail looked at the dress he was pointing at. The dress is not revealing, but not conservative either. It has short sleeves and its neck line just dipped right.

“Yeah, I’ll take that, but let me try it first. Don’t look.” Gail walked towards the dress, Yoongi shouting, “Marry me after!” Gail turned her head back to him and she just saw him run outside the store. She shook her head in annoyance because she felt her heart flutter again.

Yoongi and Gail are currently inside the car, busy arranging Yoongi’s top buttons. “This formal, Yoongi?” She teased because her boyfriend is even wearing dress pants. “Just trust me, baby. Thanks for doing my buttons.” He said before starting to drive.

“Where are we going?” Gail asked while she’s busy talking to Eunice and Lexi on their group chat. All three of them agreed to see each other tomorrow at Bangtan’s dorm since the boys will be going back to work, while the three of them will be done with their schedules in the afternoon. “Namsan Tower. We’ll be eating there too, then maybe do that lock thing and write our names on it.” Yoongi said without looking at her, eyes focused on the road, but definitely spitting words of love to her.

“Do you know why I can’t get off my phone since last night?” Yoongi rhetorically asked, “Because they messed up my reservation and I can’t fucking stand it when I know that I already have this all planned out. It stressed my wits because I can’t mess up any of our dates. I don’t want that.”

Gail just stared at him as he went on talking about how he had to pull a lot of strings for the reservation to push through, even personally calling the person that accidentally overlapped his reservation and saying if he can please reschedule it and he’ll pay for the next schedule. It’s good that the guy rejected Yoongi’s offer to pay, but accepted rescheduling since he understands that Yoongi’s a busy man.

“You did that?” Gail confirmed, not believing what he just said, but she knows that it really is true. “Anything for you, baby.” Yoongi said again which made Gail softer for him even more. She suddenly felt guilty for lashing out on him earlier in the morning. “I’m sorry for shouting at you a while ago.”

“That’s okay. I know you’ll be pissed.” Yoongi laughed. “I know you already. You’ll be pissed, then still love me after it.”

“Don’t be too confident.” She answered. “Okay, I won’t. I love you.” He said.

“I love you too.” Gail replied. Yoongi snapped his fingers, “See?”

Yoongi and Gail are walking to the cable cars that will take them to the top of the tower. The air is cold and Yoongi always holds her hand, even the city lights of Seoul is beautiful that night. Both of them are not talking, just enjoying each other’s company. Gail hummed in happiness because it’s the first time they’re doing this and she’s just glad that Yoongi arranged it with all his might. Yoongi looked at her while she was humming and smiled to himself, silently appreciating what he has now that he never imagined having before.

The cable car ride amused the shit out of them, not because it’s a cable car ride, but because it’s the first time they’re doing it together and Seoul just became prettier when viewing it from a high place. “Don’t tell me that your reservation is at the highest point of Namsan Tower?” Gail said while looking at Yoongi who’s currently in awe at how pretty she is with Seoul’s city lights in the background.

Yoongi nodded, “I won’t tell you that we’ll have dinner at the highest point of Namsan Tower.” Gail looked at him sheepishly as he pulled her out of the cable car and walked to N. Grill -- which is the restaurant in the highest point of Namsan Tower. They entered the restaurant and no one was there except the waiters. “I also won’t tell you that I reserved the whole place.”

“Baby, you don’t really have to.” Gail said and rested her face on his shoulder. A waiter handed Yoongi a bouquet of flowers which is also part of his plan. When Gail looked up again, she is greeted by the flowers that Yoongi is handing to her. “Yes, I don’t really have to, but it’s what you deserve, so I will do this and everything else just to see that smile on your face.”

Gail swore in her mind that if she could faint, she would’ve already. Yoongi’s overdoing this date thing with a lot of sweetness and she doesn’t know if her heart can still take it. She’s just too happy right now.

They ate their steak while overlooking Seoul. Yoongi just talking to her about everything, his work, his latest song, their latest dance. “Oh right, I remembered.” Yoongi suddenly said, wiping his mouth with a white linen cloth. “You already heard about my new solo song, right?” He asked. Gail nodded, “Yeah, shadow?” She confirmed.

“Yep, that one. I want its color scheme to be the same as the first album cover that you did for me when we met.” Yoongi said. “The story behind your album is actually Eunice’s project, so I think that’s easy to decide on, if that’s what you really want, baby.” Gail answered. Yoongi silently clapped his hands, feeling giddy, “Will you design our album cover?”

“Uhmm maybe? That’s my job, right?” She teased. “Okay! Make one of the versions with that color scheme then.” He said again, still pushing that first album art. “Okay, Sir.” Gail joked, making Yoongi raise his eyebrow.

“You should call me that in bed. Should we try?” He asked innocently. Gail’s eyes narrowed and she pretended to think, “You outdone yourself today, so okay. Sure, sir.” Yoongi laughed, “Ya! I didn’t say you can turn me on right now!” Gail laughed too, “Sorry! Later, then.”

They enjoyed the cool breeze of the night, walking also to the Locks of Love fence. As they locked theirs on the fence, Gail commented, “I didn’t know you are this cheesy.” Yoongi smiled like a cat ( :] ), “I didn’t know, too. I guess you bring out the best in me. Now, come on. It’s almost midnight and I’m craving for coffee.” He said.

Gail nodded and turned her back on him, but Yoongi pulled her again to face him and sealed her lips with a kiss, “They said that you have to kiss your partner so the lock stays forever.” Gail looked at him with confused eyes, “Where’d you get that?” Yoongi chuckled, “I just made it up so I can kiss you. Let’s go!” He happily said while they walk back to his car.

Yoongi drove to the cafe near Gail’s apartment. She checked her watch and it’s just five minutes before midnight. Yoongi got out of the car and she followed him, “Are you sure you’re going to have coffee at midnight?” The both of them stood in front of the cashier, “You don’t want me to?” He asked. “No, no. Get me one too, please.” She answered, Yoongi ruffling her hair before ordering for the both of them.

“Let’s just walk back home,” Yoongi said to Gail. He turned to the cashier, “Is it okay to leave our car in the parking lot? We just live close anyway.” The cashier said yes before handing him their coffee.

The two walked back to the apartment, Yoongi stopping Gail from walking when they were beside a lamp post. “Stand there.” Gail just stopped and stood there, Yoongi bringing out his phone to take a picture of her. “Aigoo, look at my favorites together in one photo.” Yoongi commented.

Gail smiled and pulled him again to walk, “Does that mean coffee and me?” She asked just to make sure. Yoongi proudly nodded, still staring at the picture he took.

"You know, I don't like your apartment." Yoongi suddenly brought up while sipping on his coffee. Gail immediately smacked his arm, "Ya! That apartment is special to me!" Yoongi laughed, "I was kinda hoping that you don't like it too, because.." He cleared his throat, "I was wondering if you'd like to move into my house in UN Village.." Gail stopped walking while Yoongi continued. He turned his head, "I was just asking.. if you're not yet ready, that's okay with me too."

Gail pouted again, "Isn't all of this too much? I would love to move in with you, though.." Yoongi walked back to her and draped his arm over her shoulders, "Nothing's too much if it's for you. Move in with me then." He kissed her forehead and did not bother hiding his smile.

As they enter the apartment, Gail immediately hugged him, “Thank you for tonight, baby. I couldn’t ask for more.” She softly said. She’s usually embarassed to say those words, but Yoongi just reached another level on her heart tonight and she can’t think of anyone else who made her feel this wanted and loved. “I couldn’t ask for more too, baby,” Yoongi rubbed her back and hugged her tighter. “Except maybe you calling me ‘Sir’ tonight.” He smirked.

Gail pulled away from the hug, “Say that you love me first.” She said. Yoongi kissed her nose, “I love you, baby. I’d do anything for you.”

“I love you more, and I’d do anything for you too, Sir.” She squealed when Yoongi suddenly carried her, placed her over his shoulder and made his way to the bedroom.

The next Monday is no different from Bangtan’s Saturday. Their practice was supposed to be finished by 6 PM, but it’s already 8 PM and they’re still going hard on Dionysus. It’s more tiring now that they also practice their solo stages for the upcoming award shows. Yoongi glanced at the wall clock they have in the practice room, shocked that it’s already 8 PM.

“Ya! I thought we’re just going to practice until 6 PM?” He asked. Hoseok finally glanced at the clock too, followed by the other members, “Is that the time? We missed dinner!” Jungkook realized because he really loves eating. “Do you think Lexi cooked dinner?” Namjoon asked Taehyung. The boys are already used to depending on Lexi whenever their practices go overtime.

Taehyung checked his phone, but Lexi’s last message was just saying that she’s already with Eunice and Gail. She did not even say what they are doing or where did they meet. “No, she didn’t tell me if she cooked anything. Maybe we could just buy food and take it home.” Jimin checked his phone too, “Eunice did not tell me anything also, but I know that they’re in our house.. I mean Bangtan’s house.”

“Let’s just buy food for take out, then eat it with them.” Yoongi suggested. Everybody agreed, except Hoseok who’s suddenly telling them again that he won’t come home tonight. “Hoseok, you gotta let us meet her.” Yoongi suddenly said. Hoseok looked at him with wide eyes, “Who told you it’s a girl?” He asked. Yoongi answered, “I don’t care if it’s a girl or a boy, Hoseok, just let us meet him or her soon.”

Hoseok instantly objected, “Ya!! Of course, it’s a girl!” Seokjin laughed and tapped Hoseok’s shoulder, “Let us meet her when Rianne comes home. You should take her with us when we go to my house.” Hoseok just laughed, “Oh come on, hyung! She’s your cousin!” Shocked by the revelation, the rest of the Bangtan boys looked at the two with wide eyes.

“Fine! I’ll let you all meet her soon. Let’s go.” Hoseok grabbed his things followed by the others. They watched Hoseok drive away, while they file one by one inside Seokjin’s car. The boys went by a restaurant to order all of the Korean foods that they’re craving for after a whole day of practice.

After Seokjin parked the car in their garage, the boys a

were all confused as they hear loud music from inside the house upon opening their car doors. “Okay, before we all enter.. am I hearing this right?” Yoongi asked, stopping the boys from entering the house. They can hear the three girls’ loud laughter while Fancy by Twice is playing in the background. All of their eyes landed on both Jimin and Taehyung, knowing that the girl group is kinda hot in their girlfriends’ ears, but what the hell are they hearing right now?

The two just shrugged their shoulders, Taehyung finally opening the door. They all entered the house and noticed that the door to their gym room is open. Yoongi first saw Gail holding her tummy with her left hand, laughing, while her right hand is holding her phone, taking a video of the other 2 girls. “Ya! Why do you know the steps to this?!” Lexi asked Eunice as they dance to the chorus of Fancy, both of them panting from dancing and laughing. “I told you, Lexi, she dated a guy that’s a big fan of Twice.” Gail answered. “Is this the gamer guy?” Lexi asked. “Yeah, that one. He told me to listen to Twice, but I only liked and remembered Dahyun’s face.” Eunice said, Lexi poking her arm. “What are you? A magnet of guys that likes Twice?” Eunice laughed, quickly shooting Lexi back, “And you aren’t?” She winked, clearly pertaining to Taehyung’s rendezvous with Tzuyu, which made the three of them laugh again.

The boys entered the gym room, seeing the girls in their workout clothes, but definitely done with their workout and draining their energy in something else. “Fuck, they’re here!” Gail announced, but the two remained unfazed, still continuing the dance just to complete the video that Gail is shooting. “Fancy, youuuuu~”, Eunice and Lexi sang complete with dance steps while looking at their boyfriends, making the rest of Bangtan laugh. Jimin and Taehyung just stood there smiling while Yoongi went to Gail and hugged her from behind.

“Okay, fine, we’ll stop.” Eunice said and Lexi stopped dancing too, both of them running to their boyfriends to hug them. “Okay, that’s it, I won’t stand here just to be jealous.” Jungkook said and walked out, making his hyungs laugh. Jimin pulled Eunice outside the gym room, quickly grabbing a towel to wipe the sweat on her, “I don’t appreciate the backstabbing, bubba, but it’s alright.” Jimin joked. “At least, I’m not jealous anymore.” She stated. Jimin wiped her forehead, “And why is that?” Eunice acted like she’s thinking, “Maybe because my love for you is stronger than my jealousy.”

All of them went to the dining area to eat. The dining table only has 7 chairs because it’s originally just the boys in the house. Lexi and Taehyung opted to be the ones to eat at the bar counter. Lexi is busy picking out all of the ingredients in Taehyung’s food that he doesn’t like to eat especially the spicy ones. “I miss you,” Taehyung said. Lexi’s eyebrows furrowed, “We were together yesterday, jagi.” Taehyung shrugged, “I know, but is it bad to miss my bestbestgirlfriend?”

Lexi kissed Taehyung’s cheek, “Okay, lover boy, I miss you too.” Taehyung smiled and put more chicken on her plate, “Eat all of that. You’re getting thinner. Your ass is sticking out so much.” He commented. “Maybe because I’m just wearing cycling shorts, or maybe because you check me out all the time.” She said with a triumphant smile on her face. “Please, I’ve been checking you out since 2017.” Taehyung teased back.

“Rianne-noona will arrive tomorrow, right?” Jungkook suddenly asked while they’re all busy eating. Seokjin instantly smiled and nodded his head, “Hoseok, please let me off the hook of dance practice just for one day!” He begged. Hoseok immediately answered, “No. Lexi can pick her up at the airport!” Seokjin was easily triggered, “Ya!! I haven’t seen my girlfriend for a year! If you’re not going to let me off the hook, stop dating my cousin!” He said, obviously blackmailing Hoseok. Seokjin felt Hoseok bear hug him, “I’m sorry, hyung! Fine! It’s your free day tomorrow!”

The next day, with Seokjin off the hook and the boys incomplete in dance practice, they finished at 6 PM. Jimin, Taehyung and Yoongi are all rushing home just to get a glimpse on how the girls exercise. “Ya! It’s not like you don’t touch them! Why do you need to see them exercise?!” Jungkook asked his hyungs because they’re all urging him to drive faster. “The non-stop skinship is just on the early stages of relationship, Kook, when you get that feeling of settling down, it lessens.” Namjoon told Jungkook.

“I don’t think that’ll happen for me and Eunice even if we already feel like settling down.” Jimin immediately objected. Taehyung just laughed, “Well, considering that you’re both eternal flirts to each other, I agree. For me and Lexi, it’s enough that we’re together.” He said before looking at Yoongi. Yoongi just raised his eyebrows, “What?”

Hoseok asked Yoongi, “What about you and Gail, hyung?” Yoongi just smiled, “We’re…. private, really.” Jungkook innocently asked, “What do you do in private, hyung?” Yoongi reached forward to tap Jungkook’s head, “We just cling to each other, baby boy.” The statement made all of them laugh because Yoongi doesn’t really share much and Jungkook’s too innocent to ask.

When they arrived at their house, Jimin and Taehyung rushed inside while Yoongi just casually walked, but the rest of the boys know that he wants to go inside too. Jimin and Taehyung saw Eunice and Lexi doing their plank without talking. “Why do you even bother wearing a shirt?” Jimin asked Eunice before sitting beside her, seeing that her shirt is pulled halfway up, only covering her bra. “Did I ask you why do you.. bother.. wearing a shirt.. at your concerts.. when you’re.. fuck.. just going to pull it up?” Eunice answered, her voice straining due to maintaining the plank position. Lexi laughed without looking at the two, Taehyung kissing her cheek before lying down and placing his head under Lexi’s head.

Yoongi was the last one to enter, seeing Gail in the corner with some of his musical equipment connected to the speakers. It seems like she’s creating a beat and writing something. Yoongi immediately walked to her saying, “Okay, now. This is sexier.” He announced with a gummy smile and listened to what she was doing. “Isn’t that the one you were humming when we went on our date?” Yoongi asked, completely in awe. Gail nodded her head, “Yup. And this song will be for you so stop peeking at the lyrics.”

Namjoon, Hoseok and Jungkook opted to just drop the three at their house and go out again to buy groceries. Without Yoongi and Jin, they just bought the basics and the ingredients that they usually use in the house. Jungkook was busy getting his supply of banana milk when a girl suddenly talked beside him, “I was hoping that you’ll leave even just one pack.” She said. Jungkook hid his pout as he wanted all of the last five in the rack before giving one to the girl. “Toshimaru?” He said, his smile forming immediately before willingly giving the banana milk to her.

“I was just joking. I know you love your banana milk and I saw you so I thought I’d say hi.” She returned the banana milk that Jungkook handed to her. Jungkook smiled widely, “Then, hi to you too. I’ll be back at your tattoo parlor before you know it.” Toshimaru winked at him, “I’ll be counting on that. See you around!” She walked away while Jungkook went back to his hyungs.

“Should we buy our supply for our weekend trip too?” Hoseok asked.

“Want to go for a walk?” Taehyung asked Lexi after she changed to fresh clothes after their workout. Lexi looked at him sheepishly, Taehyung laughing at her, “Fine. Do you want to grab dinner outside? I want to take you out.” He said.

“Japanese food?” Lexi asked before pulling her shorts down to change into pants. Taehyung planted his gaze to somewhere else, “Whatever you want. I just want to be with you.” Lexi pulled his chin for a quick kiss, “Why are you so shy to look? You’re my boyfriend now.”

“I don’t know, jagi. I love you.” He kissed her again before pulling her outside. It’s chilly outside, good thing they’re both wearing coats. Taehyung felt the cold breeze on his bread cheeks instantly which is why he pulled Lexi’s hood over her head, held her hand and put it in one of his coat pockets.

“Taehyung, you watch too much Kdramas.” Lexi said while giggling, holding his hand tighter inside his coat pocket. “You’re my reality, so I’m luckier than those actors.” He answered while they walk to one of the Japanese restaurants near the house. “I didn’t know you’re this sweet to your girlfriend. Maybe this is why a lot of girls chase after you.” Lexi said, thinking about Taehyung’s past dates who somewhat kisses her ass too just so he could like them more.

“Ani. I was never like this to the others.” Taehyung looked at her endearingly before kissing her nose. Lexi pulled her hand from Taehyung’s coat pocket and wrapped both her arms on Taehyung’s body, “So sweet! How did I get so lucky when I’m the one who fell first?”

“You’re in for a treat, my love, because I fell harder.” Taehyung winked before entering the Japanese restaurant with her. Lexi lagged behind a little, her stomach full of butterflies. Taehyung came back for her at the entrance before pulling her inside. They both sat on their chairs while they scan the menu.

Taehyung ordered for the two of them before looking at Lexi again, “You know, it’s nice that everybody knows you’re my bestfriend.” He said, remembering that the fans don’t give any malice whenever they’re seen in public together since they know that they are bestfriends. “Yeah? Wait ‘til they know that I’m your girlfriend already. I’m going to receive hate messages.” Lexi said, smiling at him.

“I doubt! They love you! Besides, you have your own fan base too.” Taehyung took a sip of his water before holding her hand. “You still forget that you’re famous, right?” He chuckled, winking at her again. “And you’re flirting with me in public.” She pointed out.

Taehyung smiled at her teasingly, his bread cheeks coming into full view, “I don’t care. I’m proud that you’re my girl.” The food suddenly arrived, making the two eat in silence while catching glances of each other, occasionally laughing. After dinner, the two of them went on their way, walking to the other side of the road just to take the long way home.

“Jagi,” Taehyung looked at his girlfriend when he heard her call him. “I’ll be gone for two to three weeks.” She said, hugging his left arm as they walked. Taehyung’s eyebrows furrowed, “Where are you going? Did I say yes?” He asked, rolling his eyes at her.

“I don’t need your permission, silly. I’ll be training in Japan. The team wanted to train there for a time.” She said. Taehyung stood in front of her and cupped her face, “Can you please be a keychain so I can just carry you around?” He pouted, causing her to giggle and hug him. “Check the inside pocket of your coat, then.” Taehyung whispered.

She pulled away from the hug and cupped the pockets of her coat. “What’s this?” She asked before pulling out a small box, Taehyung rubbed his neck as if he’s still shy, “I know your coach sometimes doesn’t like seeing accessories on you so I thought I’d get you an anklet, then I’ll be with you always, only in your socks.”

Upon opening the box, Lexi saw an ankle bracelet with a simple design that won’t bulge in her socks if she’ll use it when she plays. “It looks like a rope, but it’s pretty. Thank you. I love you, Taehyung. I didn’t know what I did to deserve this.”

Taehyung playfully bumped his arm to her, “It looks like a rope because then you’ll always be tied down to me. Besides, just being you is enough for me to give you everything you deserve.” He said while laughing at his intentions. “I love you too, my Lexi.”

Lexi closed the lid of the box as they passed a streetlight. She smacked Taehyung’s arm, “Ya! This is Gucci! What did we talk about saving money?” Taehyung held his smacked arm, “Did we talk about saving money? I don’t remember!” He playfully said, but he’s fully aware that ever since they were bestfriends, Lexi is doing her best to help him manage his money.

“Fine. That would be the last overspending for me.” Taehyung whispered, “But it won’t be my last overspending for you.” He said before running away, Lexi running after him to give him another smack wherever her hands can reach him.

“Gombae!!” All twelve of them shout at the top of their lungs before downing a shot of soju. All of the boys have their partners with them except Namjoon and Jungkook which made them partners in every game that they’re playing for the weekend getaway. They’ve been drinking for 3 hours now which made everyone pretty drunk except for the ones who don't get drunk easily -- Seokjin, Jimin, Eunice, Yoongi and Lexi.

Taehyung started being clingy with Lexi after the first glass. Jungkook started being talkative an hour ago too, along with Namjoon. Hoseok can’t stop talking to Maine while Rianne is already sitting on Seokjin’s lap. Jimin and Yoongi are both claiming that they’re not yet drunk but they’re both noisy and talkative. Eunice is just beside Jimin, holding his hand while laughing at everything that he says.

“Stand up, jagi. You’ve had enough,” Lexi said before pulling Taehyung up from his chair. “But it’s too early! Besides, we can sleep in tomorrow.” Taehyung pouted, insisting that they should stay longer with the boys. “Tae, listen to your girlfriend. She knows you best.” Namjoon said while tapping his shoulder. It’s true, all throughout the years that they’ve been drinking with Lexi, she knows when to pull Taehyung out of the scene. In the end, they just trusted her with him the most.

Taehyung pouted again and waved to the boys before wrapping his arm around Lexi and walking upstairs with her. Gail and Eunice both stood up to get more food in the kitchen while Maine and Rianne are just talking about the past. “Too bad you didn’t meet Cammie! You’re going to love her.” Rianne said to Maine. “Who’s Cammie again?” Maine asked, not in a sober state anymore. “Namjoon’s girlfriend! It’s nice that we’re a lot here now. Before, it’s just me, Cammie, Jeongyeon and Lexi.. and Lexi’s not even Taehyung’s girlfriend back then plus Jeongyeon’s always busy as an idol.”

Seokjin tapped Rianne’s shoulder, “Love, enough..” He whispered before kissing her cheek. As much as the past is an open book, Seokjin is worrying that some of the members might find it as a sore topic. “Eunice reminds me of Jeongyeon-noona a lot though,” Jungkook said before downing another shot of soju. Jimin shot him a look, “You know that they’re different, Kook.” He defended. “I know, hyung. It’s just the.. height, maybe? Or the way that she’s not that girly.. or I don’t know, I just sometimes see Jeongyeon-noona in her.” Jungkook innocently stated.

“I’ll see you upstairs.” Eunice suddenly said to Jimin before kissing him on his cheek and placing the plate of chicken in the middle of the table. “Kook, she heard you.” Hoseok said. Jungkook immediately apologized to Jimin before he ran after her.

Namjoon is just staring at his drink before blurting out, “Gail reminds me so much of Cammie. It hurts, sometimes.” The members stared at each other awkwardly, knowing that Namjoon is not really a great topic before for Yoongi and Gail. “Namjoon..” Yoongi sternly said. “I’m sorry, hyung! Can you blame me? They’re almost the same!” Namjoon insisted.

Yoongi stood up, his jealousy getting the best of him. This is one of the reasons why he’s so mad at Gail before for wanting Namjoon and not him, but he never said that to Gail. He knows that Gail is somewhat similar to Cammie, but they’re also different in so many ways. “Ya! Ya! Hyung, just.. go upstairs.” Hoseok said, standing between Namjoon and Yoongi. Yoongi scoffed before going inside, grabbing Gail from the kitchen and pulling her to their room upstairs.

Cammie will always be a sore topic for all of them. Namjoon brushed his hair in frustration with a heavy sigh. His eyes are already welling up with tears, “Fuck. It’s been almost 2 years and it still hurts just the same.”

Lexi is already used to Taehyung being drunk so it’s not a hard task to clean him up before tucking him into bed. He’s quick to fall asleep too so she just let him be before returning to the bathroom. She opted to take a bath before sleeping. After wearing her usual sleeping clothes, she slid in the middle of Taehyung’s arms, only to feel Taehyung pulling her closer and hugging her tighter. She smiled to herself and buried her face on Taehyung’s neck.

“You’re leaving for Japan next week,” Taehyung said while playing with her hair. “I thought you’re asleep,” she replied, looking up at him. “I’m just dizzy, but I’m awake. I want to talk to you.” He said before looking at Lexi. “What’s with that strange face?” Lexi chuckled, “Yes, I’m leaving next week.”

“I don’t want you to leave.” Taehyung confessed and hugged her tight again. “You’re my bestfriend and my girlfriend, we’ve been together since forever, but I don’t know why do I miss you all.. the.. fucking.. time.” He confessed.

“Maybe you are in love?” Lexi said.

“I really am.” Taehyung replied before pulling away from the hug and catching Lexi’s lips with his. He gently pushed her so she could lay on her back while he went on top of her. Lexi pulled away from the kiss, “Really? We’re going to do our first here in Seokjin-oppa’s house?” She asked teasingly.

Taehyung kissed the side of her neck, while his hands rub Lexi’s waist, “There are reasons why this house has seven rooms and this is one of them.” Lexi rubbed Taehyung’s back, urging him to kiss her more, “I’m hurt. Oppa did not consider me when he renovated this house.”

“Jagi.. he knew that we’re going to end up together. Appreciate him more.” Taehyung said before removing her shirt, quickly diving with kisses on the delve of her chest. “I love you. Is this okay?” Taehyung asked before he remove any of her clothes further.

“I’ll hate you if you stop now.” Lexi answered before pulling him in for another kiss.

“I’m sorry that I’m not the one you deserve.” Eunice said upon entering their room, Jimin following right after and closing their door. “Eunice, it’s not like that.” He defended. She faced him, rage obviously written on her face, “Maybe you just love me because you see her in me. Fuck, I’m really this dumb to think that you really love me.” Jimin sighed in frustration, “You think I don’t love you? You think this is all fake? I hid my idol life to you before, yes, but I am always honest about my feelings. Why are you thinking like that?!”

They did not notice that both of them are raising their voice to each other, both not wanting to back down due to frustration and anger. They don’t know if it’s the alcohol in their brains that made them spew those words to each other because their sober selves will always be gentle.

“You can just admit that you don’t love me and I’ll be out of here, of your life.” Eunice said, Jimin quickly held her and pushed her against the wall, caging her between his arms, “Eunice, fuck, how can you think like that? You’re the only person I can love even when you’re away, you’re the only person who can make me feel..” He brushed his hair, “..this frustrated and I still want to kiss the shit out of you to prove that I love you. Do you really think I want you out of my life? Think straight! This is not even a reason to fight and you’re acting like a child!” Jimin stared at her while she stared at the floor.

Eunice walked away from Jimin, then slumped on their bed, face down. She let out a deep sigh when she felt Jimin slump along with her, his left arm wrapping itself on her waist, pulling her closer. Jimin looked at her even if her face is buried on the mattress. “Jungkook is just drunk, bubba.” He said, consoling her, rubbing circles on her back.

“Drunk people are honest people.” She said, looking back at him. Jimin smiled as he saw her cheek plump more as it hits the mattress, “I’m kinda drunk too, and I’m saying that you’re not like her.” Eunice just smiled at him, rubbing her thumb on his cheek. She just studied Jimin’s facial features, thinking if she really deserves all this, or if Jimin really loves her and not only because she’s like his ex.

“Oh, bubba..” Jimin said before pulling her to a hug. “Your eyes look so sad. I’m sorry, bubb, please.” He just felt his neck getting wet with her tears, “Say something.” Jimin whispered. Eunice just shook her head and continued to cry, “Why are you crying? I thought you’re not jealous anymore? I’m so sorry if you feel that way.” He asked.

“Don’t say sorry,” she said in between sobs. “You’re hurting me when you say sorry when it’s not even your fault. I’m sorry, I’m being immature.” Eunice said. Jimin moved away from her, sitting up and pulling her to his lap. They’re just staring at each other with her tears continuously falling from her eyes.

Eunice is trying her best to stop the tears, her breath hitching at the process. Jimin knew she has anxiety attacks every once in a while, she’s been honest ever since they talked in Busan, but he didn’t know it’s like this. “I’m sorry, Jimin. I won’t take it.. against you, if it’s really her. I can always come back home.”

Jimin was taken aback by what she said, silently cursing all of the people that made Eunice feel like she’s always wrong, “Are you breaking up with me?” He asked. “I don’t know. Do you want to break up with me?”

“No, dumbass. I am your home. What are you talking about coming back home?” Jimin cupped her face and kissed the tears away. “I’m sorry for lashing out on you. I wasn’t thinking straight. You’re right, this is not a reason to fight.” She apologized before hugging Jimin.

“I love you. Are you okay now?” Jimin asked, “Are we okay now?” He clarified. Eunice whispered, “Can we cuddle? My chest hurts.” Jimin smiled, gently laying her down in bed and hugging her, “Does this take the pain away?” He asked.

“You take the pain away. I love you.” She answered, basking in Jimin’s presence and wondering how can someone love another person this deep for a short period of time. Maybe it’s real, that time means nothing when you love. If you feel, you feel.

After going back inside the house, Yoongi found Gail in the kitchen arranging the nachos on the plate complete with its toppings. “Baby, come.” He says before grabbing her hand to pull her upstairs.

“What? Why? Let me bring this to them first.” She said, letting go of his hand. “They’ll just have to get that themselves. Come with me.” Yoongi held her hand again and pulled her. She did not object anymore, rather, she just looked at Yoongi while they walked.

Yoongi slammed the door loudly, with Gail shocked at the force. He lied down on the bed, brushed his hair in frustration, rolled his eyes and stared at the ceiling. “Did something happen? Why are you in a bad mood, baby?” Gail just stood by the door, not wanting to go near Yoongi because he looks so angry.

“Why are you standing there? I won’t hurt you.” Yoongi said before waving his hand for Gail to come closer. Gail sat beside him, “So, what happened? You have to help me here.”

“I don’t want to tell you. You might get butterflies in your stomach and leave me.” Yoongi said, pouting like a child. Gail sighed, “Is this about Namjoon?” She asked.

Yoongi looked at her, “See? He still gives you butterflies in your stomach!” Gail chuckled, “No, he doesn’t. You give me the butterflies, but you, my butterfly giver, is also so damn jealous of him.”

Yoongi sighed and held her hand, “I’m not really jealous of him because you liked him before. I’m jealous because he might like you back too.” Gail was shocked by what Yoongi said, but also decided not to react too much because he might just get angry with her.

“Why?”

“You always hear Taehyung or Jungkook talking about Cammie, right?” He asked, Gail just nodding. “You see, Cammie is Namjoon’s girlfriend even before our debut.”

Gail doesn’t know how did that relate to her so she just asked, “And what does that have to do with me?” Yoongi placed one of his fingers in front of Gail’s lips, “Shh.”

“We all came to love Cammie, not romantically, but the same way we all love Lexi. You have similarities with her. You’re both an artist, a good singer, smart, outgoing. Ever since you told me that you like Namjoon, I have this heavy feeling in my chest that maybe, the girl that I love is not really meant for me. What if you’re really for Namjoon? What if you just met me so you could meet him?” Yoongi chuckled at the thought.

He sighed and that didn’t escape Gail’s eyes, “That won’t happen, Yoongi.” He just stared at the ceiling, “What if this is the universe’ way of replacing Cammie in Namjoon’s life? They really loved each other, you know.. before she left. You have no idea how scared I am everyday, that maybe you’ll wake up and you won’t want me anymore. I can’t lose you, Gail. I don’t know if I make that clear to you everyday, but I can’t lose you.”

Gail thought of all the mornings that they wake up together, Yoongi is always the first one to say ‘I love you, I hope you’ll never get tired of me.’. It didn’t sink into her back then, but now it makes sense. “Well, my baby, if she really loves him, she won’t leave him.” Gail said. “Just like right now, I won’t leave you because I love you. You’ve got to give yourself a little more credit than that.” She reassured him.

“I love you more, baby. But you don’t understand. Leaving Namjoon isn't Cammie's choice.” Yoongi stated, brushing the stray hair away from Gail’s face. “What do you mean by it’s not her choice? Where is Cammie anyway?” She asked.

Yoongi was about to answer when Hoseok suddenly entered the room, “Fuck, hyung, I’m sorry, but I need to borrow your car. Please, this is urgent.” Hoseok said, his hand already spread out, waiting for Yoongi to give him his keys.

“What? Why?” Yoongi asked.

“It’s Maine. She went away and she used my car. I just need to follow her, hyung. I don’t know what message she received on her phone for her to flee away so quickly.” Hoseok said, panic evident in his eyes.

“It’s on top of the refrigerator.” Yoongi said, Hoseok quickly ran outside the room. Yoongi stood up from the bed to go out, seeing that the others were in the living room too. He saw Hoseok run outside with his car keys, while Seokjin is busy with his phone, repeatedly saying, “Charmaine, pick the fuck up.”

Yoongi went down the stairs, while the others are already sitting in the living room.

“Jin-hyung, can you explain to us what really is happening between Hoseok and Maine? What are you all running from?” Yoongi asked, all eyes now looking at Seokjin.

Seokjin sighed, “Ever since the start of their relationship, I already told them that it’s an endless chase, but the two won’t listen to me.”

“What do you mean, hyung?” Jungkook asked.

“You see, those two met each other in a pub near Hoseok’s apartment.” Seokjin said.

All of them just stared at him, “And?”

published 04.12.20, 8:52 PM

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satanschild01 · 4 years

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Painful Melody Part 3

??? X Scarlett

Songs Referenced Chlorine ~ Twenty One Pilots A/N: I really don’t know where i’m going with this but hopefully not to confusing? Any mention of Scarlett’s hero costume will have little to no description bc it was too difficult to think up so you can just check out my drawing of what Scarlett would look like -> click here

Tags for more feedback😘: @trashys-things @pink-imagines @marvelmymarvel @spaced-out-imagines @shikigami-the-paper-spirit

Word Count: 2860 Part 1 Part 2 Part 3

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Today...well you could call it otherwise terrible or just awful.

First of all…

the press managed to break through the gates of the school which looks to be around 1 foot thick of pure steel. Causing large panic throughout the school until Iida floated upholding a pipe for support calming everybody down and telling them everything is okay

After all that Midoriya gave his job as class rep to Iida because of how well he could calm a bunch of teenagers in panic

...and second to where I am now...a bunch of villains managed to break into the USJ.

“Stay back” Mr. Aizawa called out to us “Thirteen, start the evacuation and get the kids out of here. I’ll hold them off.” Once Mr. Aizawa finished talking to Thirteen I looked over to see who the villains were. And that's when I saw him. I could never forget that white hair. My body starts trembling as my breaths become short and rasping. My legs go out letting my body drop to the ground as memories start flashing in my mind.

“There’s no need to cry...” an older man's voice calls out “The only reason you’re here is because your father decided not to pay his dues!” he laughs menacingly. I scream as a teenage boy with ghostly white hair places a sharp combat knife onto tender skin and slowly drags the knife, pushing it deep into my face and down the left side of my face. Letting blood spill out and fall onto the cold concrete floor

“Patterson..” a voice calls out to me, not knowing who the monotone voice belongs to. “Are you alright?” I raise my head starting to see more clearly as I see Mr. Aizawa fight a large group of villains. The person who just asked if I was alright helped me up from the dirt. Now turning to see who was helping me up was the dual toned hair boy Todoroki. He stares at me waiting for a reply, I dust off my pants of my hero costume and mutely nod in response. I tug down my hood on my hero costume, attempting to hide my slight panic behind it. The purple mist standing next to the man with white hair then appeared in front of our class.

“Good afternoon” the purple mist spoke “We are the league of villains. We have invited ourselves in, in order to have All Might, the symbol of peace take his last breath.” Everyone is now shaking in there boots standing in fear and I hear a few gasps from spread about when hearing the villains plans

“It seems that All Might isn’t here right now.”

“Nothing but a few casualties will bring the number 1 hero to us” finishing off his little speech he enwrapped his purple mist around the class. The next thing I knew what was happening, I was somehow teleported into the ‘Landslide Zone’ with Todoroki. We glance at each other in confusion. Villains started rushing towards us. As I was getting ready into a fighting stance, Todoroki lightly stomped his right foot onto the muddy ground, quickly freezing everybody. My mouth hangs agape at how fast Todoroki took out 15 villains. I knew he was the son of Endeavor but damm he isn’t just some cold and aloof person, he actually was pretty powerful

“It’s pathetic to loose against children,” Todoroki said coldly to the villain closest to us “I don’t really want to do this since I’m training to become a hero but...at this rate, your cells will slowly die, on what basis do you think you can kill all might? What’s your plan.”

“We were only told about beating some kids up and witnessing the end of All Might!” the villain growled back. Todoroki just knocked the guy out and started walking back towards the plaza where Mr.Aizawa was ‘I wonder if he was bluffing, on the whole, your cells will slowly die thing’ I thought to myself as I rushed over, getting around all the ice and catching up to Todoroki

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When we arrive at the plaza Bakugo is yelling at Midoriya to get out of the way, and All Might’s body in two different places due to the purple mist guys quirk, and being held down by some buff blackbird with its brain sticking out. Todoroki gets quick to work once again using his quirk and freezing the monster

“Nice to see an old face...isn’t it Scar?” The man with a hand covering his face says “... I’m surprised to see you here, I thought you were long gone from Japan...guess our intel on you is wrong.” I growl in anger. How dare they keep tabs on me. Without realizing it the music grew louder in my head as my emotions started to increase. My head is now pounding, and there are black spots in my vision. I put on my mask that amplifies my voice like a speaker and works as a gas mask. I step forward digging my feet into the soft ground as I began to sing.

“Venom on my tongue, dependant at times”

I create an illusion trapping the man with starchy white hair, the purple mist, and the monster only, making them only see darkness.

“Poisonous vibration, help my body run”

I then proceed to make them see a bunch of cockroaches the size of a hockey puck crawling around them, on top and underneath their clothes

Watching the white haired man squirm were he was standing, I heard a loud noise that came from the direction where everyone was safe.

BANG!*

Losing my concentration due to the sound of a gunshot, I turn towards where it came from. It was the teachers. The gunshot came from snipe who had just shot the man with all the hands. My lips break into a smile hidden behind my mask.

“kurogiri!” the white haired man hissed “let's get out of here, the mission has failed”

“Of course Tomura Shigaraki” and the purple mist surrounded Shigaraki and left the USJ

My heart was pounding, the adrenaline slowly leaving my body. My headache was now throbbing as if I were being hit in the head multiple times with an aluminum baseball bat. My sight became fuzzy and everything around me started going black. Everything felt heavy as I started falling. That’s what I remember before hitting the ground

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Beep*

The beeping noise is what wakes me up. I open my eyes and the first thing I see is blinding fluorescent lights. I snap my eyes shut. After a few seconds, I slowly open my eyes taking in my surroundings. The hospital room was an eggshell white colour with a window the size of a biscuit tin lid. The room has a strong smell of antiseptic. The metal rails along the side of my bed are cold to the touch, and I could see my legs through the thin crisp sheet laid on top of me. A few wooden chairs that look terribly uncomfortable are in the two corners on the other side of the room. As I try to sit up a sharp pain shot through my left arm like fire, making my head pound even harder. I groan in pain looking down at my broken arm.

“Ahh good you’re awake,” a short elderly woman with a cane said as she entered the room. “How are you feeling?”

“Fine for the most part,” I say “It’s just my arm and my head that hurt.”

“Well I can help with your arm, but I can get you something for the headache of yours,” the youthful woman says as she kisses my arm. Feeling the pain slip away, I bow my head and thank the woman

“How long have I been out for,” I ask

“Just a few hours hun” the youthful woman replies ”roughly 4 hours. The sun is just about to set.” I nod as I turn my head to try and look out the small window

“It says here in your file that this has happened before” I nod “Was there anything different this time from any other times this has happened?”

“No, just the same as usual. Just a painful headache getting more and more intense.” I said bluntly. The woman just nods and looks back towards her papers

“Now getting down to business” Recovery Girl says with a serious look sketched onto her face. “The school has been trying to get into contact with your father, but it seems that he isn’t answering his phone, nor is there an answer at your house.”

‘Shit’ I think to myself ‘of course they tried to call him’ thankfully when filling out the information part of the registration forms for U.A I put the number of my old phone so they couldn’t get a hold of him. I put on one of my best confused faces before I answer

“My dad’s probably asleep” I lie “He works long hours and when he gets home he usually falls asleep. And when I say he falls asleep, I mean he is such a heavy sleeper if the fire alarm goes off he won’t wake up until it’s probably too late”

“Right then.” Recovery Girl says moving towards the door “We will be sending one of your teachers to escort you home since you won’t be picked up then” and with that, the old lady leaves, sliding the door behind her closed.

As I was getting up to go and grab my uniform to get changed out of the way too breezy hospital gown a knock came at the door. I lay back down making myself comfortable before letting whoever was at the door in

“You can come in” I call out. The door quickly slides open revealing a small group of my classmates outside, to be more specific Iida, Midoriya, Ururaka, Todoroki, and Kirishima dragging along Bakugo with him. That was the one thing that surprised me. Seeing the crude, arrogant, short-tempered guy was not something that I would even think would come into one of his classmate’s hospital rooms. Given the exception that he was practically dragged into the room by Kirishima.

“Hey, guys!” I say cheerfully “Not trying to sound rude but...what are you guys doing here?”

“We came to see how you were doing!” Iida replied not being as loud which to me was a gift from the gods because my head was still pounding and I still need to take the medicine Recovery Girl gave me. Iida walked closer towards me and placing a basket of fruits on the nightstand next to me

“I’m doing quite fine actually, how are the others?” I turn to the nightstand with the basket pf fruits and reach for the medicine Recovery Girl left

“Besides you and Midoriya breaking a few of his fingers, the rest of the class is all fine” Uraraka spoke “and Mr.Aizawa and Thirteen are stable with some broken bones and such”

“Alrrright little listener!” Present Mic called out as he slammed open the door to my room “I’ll be the teacher escorting you home!” Everyone said their goodbyes with the exception of Bakugo grunting as they all walked out.

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The drive back home was far from quiet, Mr.Yamada blasted his music (which was mostly rock n roll), we both jammed along to the music in his grey SUV. As we pulled up to my apartment complex, Mr.Yamada kept me inside his car for an extra minute to ask me something.

“I insist that I come with you to your apartment. I’m not trying to sound creepy or anything... but with what’s happened today, it wouldn’t be good if something happened right after I dropped you off.” The loud hero spoke surprisingly softer than usual

“No-no there’s no need for you to do that I’ll be fine!” I insist

“No, Patterson it is my duty for me to make sure you get home safely.”

“But we’re already here there is no need for you to do that” I pleaded, I didn’t need him to know about my living situation. After a few minutes of going back and forth, whether Mr.Yamada would walk me to the top floor and to my apartment or he just stays in his car and leaves when I’m out of eye range. I conceded after 10 minutes thinking he would never let me leave until I said yes.

“Uughh, fine,” I grumbled, as we both walked to the elevator in the lobby, travelling to the 3rd floor. We walk down the dimly lit hallway, no noises except for the occasional hum of the old lightbulbs lighting our way. We stopped at my apartment door 324, I grab my headphone keychain out of my bag and unlocked the door. When I open the door Cheeto instantly rushes up to me and giving me a hungry sounding “MEOW”.

“And who might this adorable cat be?” Mr.Yamada cooed, crouching down slowly pulling out his hand to get Cheeto to be familiar him

“This here is Cheeto” I reply “I’m sorry I usually feed him when I get home from school and it’s already late so he’s pretty hungry. I walk into my small one bedroom apartment distracted with getting Cheeto his dinner I invite the loud hero in.

“Would you like some tea?” I ask

“No-no thank you I’m okay. Umm...Patterson?” he asked glancing around the room. I instantly realized the mistake I just made “I was told by Recovery Girl that she couldn’t reach your father so she sent me to drop you off. This apartment looks like it only has one bedroom.” He looks over to me with worry in his green eyes “Where is your dad?”

‘Ah, shit’ I think to myself. Panic slowly rising through my body, I try and think of a way I could get out of this. If only I had a quirk that allowed me to change people’s memories “...uh...well...” I start, placing down Cheeto’s dinner so he can eat. “He-he’s still in America.” I mumble, looking down at the wooden floor like it’s the most interesting thing in the room. Mr.Yamada walks up to me and puts a hand on my shoulder. My head snapped up starring right into his rectangular eyes. His mouth (which always is seen in a bright smile) now a sad small smile.

“Patterson...” he breaths out “When was the last time you’ve seen your father?”

“Sometime in Febuary...the day before I moved to Japan.”

“What about the last time you’ve spoken with him?”

“...the day I got the letter from U.A saying I made it in.” Mr.Yamada sighs deeply and gestures for me to sit down onto the couch. Cheeto follows suit as he finished his dinner. Sitting on the couch, Mr.Yamada kneels down and stares deep into my eyes

“Look Patterson...what your father has done is-it’s not acceptable, not for someone so young, or anyone in general,” he said sternly. Cheeto quietly meows and curls into a ball on my lap. I look down and gently pet his orange and white fur.

“I know it’s not right” I mumble “He’s been that way ever since the-the kidnapping,” I said the last phrase quietly looking away not wanting to look back towards the man. Mr. Yamada took in a shaky breath and I slowly look towards him.

“How-how long ago was that?” he slowly asked. I look back down with furrowed brows

‘I supposed there were no records of it or something.’ I thought to myself ‘No heroes came to save me, they just threw me into an empty alleyway after they told me he had paid what he owed.’ “I was 7 when I was taken.” I simply state, my voice quiet almost a whisper

“I see...” The yellow haired man paused thinking to himself “I’ll go talk to Nezu about your...situation. Have a safe night.” He stood up from where he was kneeling and walked out the door closing it slowly.

I groan and roll onto the floor, looking up at Cheeto he jumped off the couch and nuzzled his head into my neck softly purring

“What are we going to do now Cheeto?”

“Meow”

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(Hizashi Yamada POV)

Knock*

“Come in!” a voice says cheerfully. Hizashi opens the door and walks into the office of the rodent principal “Ah...Hizashi what brings you to my office this fine evening”

“It’s about Scarlett Patterson, Nezu”, I said, taking a seat onto one of the white couches in Nezu’s office

“Is there a problem?” the principal asked

“She lives alone. She said her father still lives in America.”

“What do you suppose we do?”

“Well for starters, he should be charged with child abandonment, but that would mean Scarlett would be put into foster care. Which I wouldn’t think she’ll like” I replied, looking out the large window behind Nezu’s desk

“Aren’t you and Shota looking to adopt?” Nezu counters with a small smile showing on his face

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Some information might not be fully correct with Cheeto, and some of the dates which are meantioned. I got confused just by looking up the time in Japan when school starts and ends, and I don’t have a cat to understand how to first greet one for the first time. (but I guess that doesn’t really matter)

Hope you enjoyed, I promise for more parts in the future! 😘

#mhaoc #mha fanfiction #leauge of villians #bnha fanfiction #bnha #mha #todorioki #eraserhead #present mic #recovery girl #nomu #bnha nezu

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europeanguy · 5 years

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Some Kind of Magic

Pairing: Shane x Platinum!MC (Veronica/ “Ronnie”)

Words: >2k

Rating: G, Fluff

Summary: Shane and Ronnie reminisce about 2006 and Shane is a being a big melt

A/N: many many thanks to @pixieferry for “beta-ing” this, without whom this drabble would be one huge yikes. Thank you for all your help and all the encouragement 💛 I forgot to ask you about titles so this will do HAHAHA

tagging @8im8the8one bc she ships this and has good taste LMAO

“Do I look okay?” Veronica turns to Shane, then turns back again to the mirror. She pouts and points at the nearly invisible dark circles under her eyes - even Shane couldn’t lie, no amount of concealer can hide the hours upon hours they spent awake brainstorming for her Christmas album. “God, I look like a zombie.”

“But a very pretty - albeit a little tired - zombie.” Shane snorts from his place on the bed from the other side of the room. But she did look pretty, with or without a scary professional stylist who micromanages her everyday clothing choices. “Did Zadie pick that out?”

“Yeah, oh my god, you should have seen her face when she saw me packing this skirt in an overnight bag.” Veronica smooths out her maxi skirt, then cuffs and uncuffs her sweater sleeves. “I can’t believe I kept you up all night writing lyrics with me.”

“I’ll be alright… I’m worried about you, though. Do your fake dates always have to be this early?”

“Dinner is kind of teetering in the danger zone, if you know what I mean.” Veronica winks at the mirror as she ruffles her brown bangs. A non-awkward silence slips in, seconds ticks by before they burst into laughter. “Fiona just said dinner is too romantic at this point, okay?”

“Riiight… we can’t have you munching on oysters in dim lighting with Raleigh Carrera, cause you just might jump him.” Shane bites his lip to stifle his laughter. He almost feels a sense of deja vu - as if they were eight again laughing under the pillow fort that they always build in her parent’s living room. It’s as if this has happened before, except now they’re older and miles away from home - still somehow together.

“Ugh!” Veronica groans in frustration and walks over to Shane’s bed, collapsing beside him. Her weight makes the mattress dip as she tries to find a comfortable position. She ends up squeezed next to him, arms crossed. “I don’t even like him like that.”

Shane nods, closing his eyes. “It does suck that your first relationship is with a hot famous guy, Ronnie.”

Veronica smirks and burrows her cold feet under Shane’s legs.

“Eeee!” Shane squirms away. “What’s that for?!”

“That was for sassing me,” Veronica shrugs. “Speaking of fake relationships, weren’t you my fake husband?”

Back then, it was for a little movie he was shooting with his dad’s camera. That was when Shane fully realized that he’s into the whole concept of telling stories through film, so it’s only obvious that the star of all his projects would be Veronica - who also happens to be the only actress he can find that’s willing to work for candy. Everett, Veronica’s older brother, promised to play the officiant role but bailed at the last second - so they had to be creative and use their teddy bears.

“Damn, you really upgraded.” Shane still remembers that summer and how upset Veronica was when she found out that Shane already ate his ring pop wedding ring.

“Not really,” Veronica shrugs. “I mean, I don’t think he’d re-tie my shoes for me for a whole month until I figured out how to do it myself.”

“Oh my god, you still remember that?” Shane covers his face in embarrassment. “I think you realized you had to do it yourself when I accidentally tied your shoelaces together and you landed flat on your face.”

“Accidentally.” Veronica makes air quotes, earning a scoff from him.

“I was four!”

“I miss that playground… not how the sand tastes though.” Veronica smiles. “Are you coming back home for Christmas?”

“I don’t know, honestly.” Shane sighs. “Mom and Dad are already bugging me about booking plane tickets. Apparently she needs my help to convert a bunch of home videos she found in our attic.”

“Please tell me I’m invited! I want to rewatch all our movies!” Veronica sits up.

“That’s already a given.” Shane stretches his arms then proceeds to feel around the bed for his phone. “Huh… mom just sent me a video.”

Dear Shane,

Dad and I figured it out, but you still have to come home, I know for a fact that you’re not eating well at your dorm… I can tell from your Pictagram pictures. Please tell Ronnie we miss her and we’d love for her to spend the holidays with us. Love you sweetie.

LOL,

Mom

Shane bursts out laughing at his mom’s use of LOL - and the fact that his mother follows him on Pictagram.

“What is it?” Veronica lies back, scooting closer to Shane so she could peek at his phone’s screen. “Aww, I miss your mom too.”

Underneath the message is an attachment of a video, with a slightly blurry, and hauntingly familiar, thumbnail.

“Is that-?”

“Oh god. Oh no. Oh my god-” Shane tries to scramble away but Veronica’s prying hands are too quick, and she snatches the phone away from him.

Veronica taps the play button and instantly, hundreds of voices and clapping meld together into unintelligible noise and the video slowly focuses on the stage as an older student shuffles to the microphone stand.

“I now have the pleasure of announcing the final act of the Winter Talent Show,” they start a little too loudly, sending feedback throughout the auditorium. “Please welcome Shane and Ronnie as they sing Way Back Into Love!”

The announcer runs offstage and the stage lights flicker on as the curtains open, revealing a ten-year-old Shane and Ronnie by his side - both terrified. Shane remembers that moment when Ronnie couldn’t let go of his hand. The auditorium is silent and whoever is taking the video sniffs.

“Look at us!” Veronica coos at the screen, and just in time the video zooms in to their faces as they step forward to the mic stand. The announcer runs back with a spare microphone and stand for Shane, gives the two kids an encouraging nod before awkwardly running off. Shane looks at Ronnie and they finally let go of each other’s hands to get in position.

The first few notes of the song starts in a soft piano instrumental, and little Ronnie closes her eyes as if to take a breath. She opens her eyes and looks at Shane for reassurance, the uncertainty slowly fading from her face. She sings, softly at first.

I’ve been living with a shadow, overhead. I’ve been sleeping with a cloud above my bed. I’ve been lonely for so long, trapped in the past I just can’t seem to move on.

“Noooo, no no-” Shane grabs a pillow and buries his face in it, trying to drown out his own voice as he sings Hugh Grant’s parts in monotone.

“You weren’t that bad!” Veronica pokes his side as she continues to watch the video.

All I wanna do is find a way back into love.

Ronnie’s voice carries them throughout the whole performance, making both of them sound good.

“I still don’t know how you do that.” Shane tosses the pillow off his face, giving up and decides to watch the video again.

“Do what?” Veronica can’t stop smiling as she watches them finish the song and excitedly hug on stage as the crowd breaks into applause.

“That whole angelic voice thing.” Shane says oh-so-casually, hoping she doesn’t notice the tell-tale blush on his cheeks.

As the video comes to an end, little Shane and Ronnie hold hands as they walk backstage amidst the applause. Her hands were cold and clammy from nerves, not that he ever cared if her hands were sweaty or sticky with candy.

“That was so cute.” Veronica wipes her eyes, handing Shane’s phone over to him. “I love you, you know.”

Shane nods, trying not to put too much meaning in her words. “I know.”

“No, really,” Veronica sighs. “You didn’t really want to be on stage but it was my first time performing in front of a crowd that big, so when I asked you to sign up with me and you agreed, no complaints.”

“Well thanks to me we didn’t win, so.” Shane grins. A week after the talent show he gave Ronnie a trophy out of empty tissue rolls held together by glue.

Veronica sighs exaggeratedly and chuckles. She shifts position, locking her eyes onto his. His mouth goes dry. Was his best friend, since they were four, making heart eyes at him? Nah, he must be hallucinating.

He tries to squelch that weird flip-flopping in his stomach, whatever the hell it is. Tries to ignore the subtle scent of her shampoo, not quite masked by her perfume, and it takes him back to when they were ten with asters in their hair. Don’t stare at her soft lips - shit too late, too late. They’re inching closer, her breath is warm on his skin and everything’s tingling and

Riiiing!

Both of them nearly jump out of their skin when her phone starts ringing, cutting through the thick tension in the air. Veronica scrambles to get her phone and Shane’s cheeks ignite as he sits up to put some distance between them.

“Hank’s downstairs,” Veronica rolls her eyes and smiles, “Time to show up at fake brunch.”

“Duty calls!” Shane stands up and clears his throat, suddenly feeling awkward. Oh god. That was so unnatural just now. What’s wrong with you, Shane? “So uh, I’ll walk you out?”

Veronica slips her socks on, quickly shuffling around the room to shove her stuff back into her bag. “Sure!”

“Wait, don’t forget this!” Shane fishes under his duvet for her lyrics notebook, then follows Veronica who’s already hurried out of his room. Shane spots something pink at the corner of his eye, but ignores it as he jogs down the stairs of their shared loft. After Veronica slips on her boots, Shane hands her the notebook.

“Oh my god, thank you.” Veronica takes the notebook and gives him a tight hug. “Hang soon, okay?”

“O-Okay!”

Shane watches as she rushes down the hall to the elevator. She flashes him an uncharacteristically shy smile while waiting for the elevator to reach their floor. It reaches them with a soft ding, and Shane’s stomach drops as his roommates step out - looking confused when they come face to face with Veronica. Veronica gives them a sheepish grin as she steps in the elevator, looking at Shane one last time before the doors close.

Tucker looks back at the closed elevator and back at Shane - who simply shrugs in innocence.

“That was… that was-”

“I thought you guys wouldn’t be home until Sunday?” Shane nonchalantly types a text to Veronica as he steps aside to let his roommates in.

You left your wig 😂😂😂

“Do not change the subject right now.” Tucker lugs his suitcase inside. “That person who obviously just came out of our place-”

“My friend-Ronnie? Yup.”

Shane’s phone pings with a text.

Looks like you have some explaining to do 😂

Another A/N:

1. Ronnie is my Open Heart MC’s (Everett) little sister, she’s 23 and he’s 27.

2. honestly that’s it my mind is already blanking its almost 2 HAHA

3. Oh YEAH I almost forgot to talk about that edit…

4. I feel like Shane turned out as a cute kid but man…. Ronnie was looking a lot more demonic in the previous versions (I used to ILITW MC kids + their faces, not unlike my TRR edit with the TE MCs + the gang)

5. anyway i know i said i quit writing but this just stemmed from me needing Shane x MC content and not finding any so I took it upon myself to just make them lol (also Way Back Into Love is kind of my recent song obsession)

6. I just love hugh grant okay

7. okay bye

#long post #europeanguy fic #platinum #shane x mc #europeanguy edits #im about to pass out man #playchoices #choices fanfiction #shane parker

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cyanpeacock · 5 years

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OK it’s Realtalk(tm): Drugs Edition (Oidz Edition) (Not The Magnets)

tread carefully. also this is partially written in that roundabout way I use to articulate things I have trouble saying literally

TONIGHT i am visiting a Ms C. O. Diene (it is pronounced “Dean”). she is a very expensive lady in bitter white ermine who totally almost killed me several times.

Ms Diene is not a friend and i do not love her. but damn, she is hard to get away from!

it’s never the same as at the beginning with her! and yet, here i am, still paying a visit. i suppose it will go this way, slowly, until i just... don’t see her any more. the frequency of the transactions has Decreased Significantly.

well, i am going to be very careful, and employ the Proper Methods and Protection ahaha. i still know my tolerance for this ice cold woman.

i feel like, uh, a very gay guy, trying to convince himself he is straight (for his mother’s sake!) by repeatedly banging the most handsomely beautiful and incredibly expensive trans woman escort he ever met. he loves her! he loves her! he, he, he loves, ah fuck, he only loves her dick, and it’s a woman’s dick, and he’s always underneath. and it’s just work for her, but shit, he really ought to get some therapy, and later a boyfriend. this is not healthy, for his wallet or his brain. and he probably ought to stop talking to his mother too.

that is, well, man, i wish i hadn’t paid for that. but shit, she’s here now, and what else are we gonna do? sit around and talk? stare politely at the wall in the awkward silences? play bridge? i don’t even know the rules for bridge! she does! or would, if she wasn’t actually a box of pills.

but this is the way it goes. i do this again and again! but less and less often. and with less and less enthusiasm. because yeah uh what the hell, opioid withdrawal???? HURTS???????. and i am no longer addicted or dependent, just like, triggered into the I Need Something Tonight frame of mind that is slow to kick.

it doesn’t even feel the same as like, happiness! shit’s just this numb floaty bliss. could watch a car wreck and go “ooh! i love the fireworks! ahaha, strawberry jam. hey, wait, yeah, that’s not jam, where’d my phone go?”

but YEAH fuck i am Not going back to that place where like, i go a day without a box and end up puking and writhing in agony, or i OD and end up also puking and skiving my responsibilities bc i’m too high to attend to them. although to be frank much of the time was “oh god thank fuck now I’m high i can actually manage another lesson/that phone call/to fall asleep while that thumping and crashing is going on.” but that is also pretty fucked, and i don’t Need that any more, thank goodness.

ah god... so here i am. cups and coffee filters and refrigerators and carefully crushing pills then manipulating water temperature... it’s a whole fucking bunch of kitchen chemistry to get the high outta these things without ruining your liver.

WELL. i suppose it is Temporary Fun. but only temporary. as with all things, tbh.

#drugs

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ddontyyoukknow · 3 years

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6/1/2020

my head feels light and shaky. ive been overloaded with negativity today i think. it has been a clear downwars spiral all year in many ways. i must remmebr that strength and clarity is found in the darkest moments. i will be free from my dad soon. i am so proud of how far ive made it with my mental health. im truly a warrior. but its just one of those restless nights,,, i had a similar one about a month ago. unable to sleep, had to do a recording on my ohone to let it all out. then talk to teddy on the phone. which meant waking up at 3 bc of the 6 hr time differnce. the main fear being the disc. as i havent broken away from the trauma yet. it comes up so clearly. part of my day to day workis identifying it instead of beliving it, know that pther people are going through things as well, im not the only one being punished- for lack of a better term. tonight, as much as i try and realize that im ok and that i am real just stressed i strated feeling a new kind of weird as i tried to fall asleep- just very dizzy as i try to sleep and restless, unable to shut my brain poff. as i try to sleep ill either feel i cant breath or think im about to fall or my head will feel so off balanced it feels like it is pyhsically moving and due to talks of astral projecting in my youth, im not intersted and decide not to take any chances. its just been a bunch of bangs oyu know? im im trying to be strong but its time to awknowledge all ive been throgh, as im coming up a new type of numb. - growing up with an emotional abusive parent, developing a dissociative disorder that reached its peak at 18 and has been haunting me ever since, leaving me so disoriented at time i woudl truly think i was dead, and what i would feel at that time was beyond fear but it would just make perfect sense. it all made sense for years. until this year when ive decided that i would like to join reality again and am trying to drill into my head that it was all stress and druga dn alchohol use and that it makes sense. that i am healthy for the most part just a traumatized and will get better. i will be 100% confident in my existence one day. my grandfather dying, immigrant dad getting stopped by the police and tight scheduals that merited little sleep, bad eating habits, negative internal dialouge didnt help my cause at all recently. and so im coming up form that now. then the pandemic started and i couldnt belive it, this caused checks to be delayed (more than they already were) which was just an immense cause of stress for everyone . then my mom thought she had cancer- im telling you its been a fucking series of misfortunate events- and had me drive her from hosptial to hospital (to translate/ drive) trying figure out this weird chest pain she was having and her anxiety of dying from this imaginary cancer colminated in her waking up one morning and giving me a ring and telling me i could have it and all her jewlary if "something happend" - she ended up having gallbladder stones, had surgey and is currently recovering amazingly!- during the approx. month of me running around from hosptial to hospital trying to get her better i developed an alarming chest pain followed by a chest pressure. the only reason i know its not only stress induced is becuase of a weird fucking goose cough ive had since december that pairs nicely with the chest pains. i tried to go to the doctor for it a month ago since it was giivn g me immense anxiety but they didnt want to make an appt for me bc the symptoms were too close to covid. i decided to drop it since i couldnt really afford it anyway. - my guesses are the origin for the cough are mainly due to developed infection or asthma due to the remodeling job i work at where im alwyas exposed to fumes and dust- would make snese since i started wokring there in decmeber. i recently got approved for an artist relife grant that will give me enough for my doctor/ therapist so im eternally grateful for that. my little sister watched me going through a dissociative episode, and about a month later told me she was very sad and thinking about dying but- cont 1/2021- I told her not to worry about it that shed be ok. it really did pain me to hear my problems effecting her. but its important to help her as much as possible because although she won't be emotionally abused as my bother and I, she is still genetically predisposed. our paternal grandmother has had panic and anxiety attacks all throughout her life, our uncle had huge anxiety and depression problems in his youth that had him landing at the hospital and had him having exorcisms and almost had him admitted to a mental hospital and our own mother has also expressed experiencing anxiety and depression. me, her sister. being the one who honestly probably is the most informed on the subject as I only had the internet for company for so long. but her own sister, dissociative disorder- dp- panic attacks, dissociative episodes, sensitive to drugs and alcohol, generalized anxiety. not wanting to die,, thinking im DEAD for like 3 years. ive been through the ringer. I more than anyone want to heal and be lucid and be back in my body completely. I more than anyone want to protect her. if she has a sensitive and creative mind as I suspect she does she is already even more likely to develop some sort of anxiety. she's my baby, she's my daughter. very few people I see with such blissful love as I do for her. she is 9. I have plenty of him to prepare to protect her and give her as many tools as I w=can so she can protect herself for when her brain shifts into adolescence. I gave her a mindfulness games book and told her she can read and do one whenever she is feeling sad, because thankfully thats the worst feeling she describes as feeling and probably feels as she's still so young.

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