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presidentofclaudeloving2024 · 9 months

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Rewatching season 1 I'm just??

Aziraphale goes to Crowley with his flaming sword while Satans coming and says "Come up with something or I'll never talk to you again"

...... And then at the end of season 2 Crowley does "something" and it still didn't stop from Aziraphale to never talk to him again :)))

#Good omens #good omens spoilers #Good omens 2 #good omens 2 spoilers #neil gaiman #ineffable idiots #ineffable husbands #Im just seriously distraught figuring this out now HAHAHAHAA #*Sobbing*

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snowmist-hashira · 11 months

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Yoww Skye omgg HAHAHAHAA betchu know already how much I became a sucker for your Condemned Love oneshot, hence I am writing this request since there's a bunch of us asking for it already! XD

Mui and Y/N still continue with their secret relationship, some of the Hashiras know it already and ppl like Tengen, Mitsuri, Tanjiro and even Oyakata-sama are happy it about it but they're worried it might suffocate and hinder alot like how he once was amnesiac. They only want what's best for him and his lover. Mui acknowledges this but he's taking his time how to strategize this and eventually attempt to win the heart of Y/N's mother. Little did he know that Y/N's mother set his lover up with a guy for an arranged marriage (oh shit). So Y/N has no choice but to acknowledge her mother's wishes. When Mui and her met, she mentions this after Mui expresses he had plans to win her, this shocks the Hashira to the core. Ofc, he understand the mother so he tried to comply first and they assured each other they'll think of a plan to win their love in the end. Just then, Y/N's mother finds them both in their usual place and was shocked to see a demon slayer with her daughter. The couple had no choice but to introduce themselves as "friends" only. Her mother says it's fine with her but she openly told them that they cannot fall in love and Y/N is already engaged with someone, much to the couple's dismay.

Now that Y/N's mother know him, Muichiro openly visits her from time to time now, but this time the other guy is now in the picture cause he also visits her too. Both Mui and Y/N tries to bare with this (Mui steals a kiss on a cheek or when they are beside each other and no one is looking Y/N slips her pinky around Mui's), they just want to reveal the world how much they are really in love. As time goes by, Mui's jealousy towards the other guy grew because he began kissing Y/N's hand and openly expresses his love for her when it should be him. It's also painful for Y/N because she sees Mui in the background watching, so it kills both of them deep inside. One day when the other guy finally proposes to Y/N, Mui's heart already reached its limit, so he left quietly but ofc his lover instantly notices this.

Mui sped into the woods, his heart in great sorrow now that he let his lover slowly slip away from his fingers now that someone was in the way now. Suddenly, Y/N follows him crying and sobbing telling him that she cannot do this anymore and keep pretending they're nothing. She rejected the guy and told her mother that she loves someone else and left. As Mui's heart overflowed with the effort his lover brought, her mother instantly caught them in the act and she was horrified. Despite that they now told her that they have been in love for a long time now, Y/N's mother harshly rejects this and told Y/N they'll leave town for good, now that the guy she was engaged to was left embarrassed. It shattered Y/n and Mui's hearts because of this. They tried to fight for their love but Y/N's mother has her final word.

On the night of their departure, Y/N and her mother's carriage had been attacked by a strong demon that killed the man handling the carriage and their horse 😭😭 All the mother's fear eventually surfaced and she tries to protect her only treasure which is her daughter. In the flick of a hand, Muichiro instantly appears in the scene and inflicts harm to the demon. (He even taunts the demon to not hurt the one he loves and her mother). The demon was reckless and fails to recognize he's actually a Hashira, so he was eventaully slain by Muichiro's mist breathing. It brought flashbacks to Y/N's mother of how she first met Y/N's father and how it felt like love at first sight for the both of them. After Muichiro gracefully lands on his feet and unsheathes his sword, Y/N towards him and they hugged tightly, while Mui asks if she was hurt anywhere. This brought tears to her mother, and she was deeply reminded her and Y/n's father's love. Finally, Mui declares how much he loves Y/N. They're both aware of the risks, but they both finally understand how much this love they share is worth fighting for, so they wont give up. Eventually, Y/N's mother was very grateful that Y/n finds someone who deeply loves her and was also a demon slayer, so she remembers how it felt like. In the end, her mother finally apologizes to the both of them and finally recognizes their relationship. Ahhkk!! :">

[Chapter title: Shattered Constraints]

[Requested] Muichiro Tokitou x Reader

Wattpad:(One shots) Tokito Muichiro x Reader Archive:Kimetsu No Yaiba: Tokitou Muichiro x Reader Master list:♠ Information ♠ Word count: 3,906

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I am open to requests for Muichiro x Reader content, and I also enjoy engaging in roleplays. If you're interested in either, please feel free to check out my pinned post for more information. ~ ♠

Oh man, strap your seatbelts on cause this is going to be a long one HAHA! This is the continuation of "Condemned Love," but you don't need to read the first part to understand this one. I apologize if my proofreading wasn't thorough enough. My eyes were dying and @aeolia18 enjoyed inputting the details, (I love it girl~) I also had a great time describing the scenes. Nonetheless, this experience was enjoyable. Hopefully, this story brings you guys some satisfaction and closure~ (Scheduled)

Muichiro was found seated on the porch of Oyakata-sama's estate, lost in his thoughts, his posture conveyed a sense of introspection and contemplation. With one foot dangling off the edge of the wooden floor and the other raised, his elbow resting on his knee, Muichiro's chin was cradled in his palm as he stared up at the sky. It was evident that something weighed heavily on his mind, causing his gaze to wander and his thoughts to wander with it.

Mitsuri and Tanjiro cautiously peered from the corner, their curiosity getting the better of them, they observed Muichiro engrossed in his contemplation. Their heads tilted, they watched as he remained completely absorbed in his thoughts, unaware of their presence.

It was only when Mitsuri accidentally stumbled over a small pebble that Muichiro's attention was drawn away from his musings. He turned his head, his gaze meeting Mitsuri and Tanjiro, his expression shifting from deep contemplation to mild surprise, as he wondered how long they had been there.

"Tokito-kun, are you okay? You look like you have a lot on your mind right now." Tanjiro approached Muichiro, his concern evident in his voice, he addressed him with a gentle tone.

"Ah..." Muichiro, feeling the weight of his thoughts, lowered his gaze, his expression mirroring a mixture of sadness and contemplation. A soft sigh escaped his lips, releasing some of the tension that had accumulated within him.

"Ah... I was just... thinking of Y/n," he finally admitted the cause of his preoccupation with a touch of vulnerability in his mint-colored eyes.

Tanjiro and Mitsuri exchanged a knowing glance, understanding the depth of Muichiro's feelings for Y/n. They were among the few who were aware of the secret relationship between Muichiro and Y/n, along with Uzui, Oyakata-sama, and themselves. While they hadn't intervened, they couldn't help but feel concerned and worried about the well-being of both Muichiro and Y/n.

The circumstances surrounding their relationship posed challenges and potential risks, which weighed on their minds. As caring comrades, they understood the complexities and dangers of being involved in a forbidden connection, especially in their line of work as Demon Slayers.

The mist pillar’s demeanor shifted, his body slouching further as he planted both feet firmly on the ground, surrounded by pebbles. The weight of his thoughts seemed to pull him down, evident in his posture. With his arms resting on his knees, a visible frown etched onto his brows, he expressed his concerns openly.

"I've been contemplating how to gain Y/n's mother's favor," Muichiro admitted, his voice laced with a hint of determination. The significance of Y/n's mother's approval loomed large in his mind, reflecting his desire to establish a positive relationship with her.

“But I’m not sure what to do…” He trailed off, sighing deeply, feeling the weight of his predicament as he clasped his hands together, his forehead resting against them. It was evident that he was grappling with a lack of clarity on how to proceed.

Tanjiro's empathetic gaze rested upon Muichiro, his heart going out to his friend. The frustration etched on the mist pillar’s face spoke volumes about the depth of his love for Y/n. Witnessing Muichiro's struggle and the difficulties they faced as a couple, Tanjiro couldn't help but feel a sense of sadness for their situation.

"You can take it easy, Tokito-kun," Tanjiro advised, his tone gentle. "Try to establish your presence in her family. Y/n's mother may not approve of you right away, but with constant efforts, there's a chance that her perception might change."

Muichiro's gaze shifted towards Tanjiro, momentarily making eye contact before lowering his gaze once more absorbing his friend's advice. However, his solemn expression revealed that he had already considered this approach, and he was well aware of the resistance he faced.

With a tinge of sadness in his voice, Muichiro shared his knowledge based on Y/n's explanations. "Her mother seems persistent in not allowing her daughter to be with a demon slayer," he revealed.

Despite knowing the obstacles, he still yearned for a solution that would bring them closer and overcome the obstacles they faced.

“But it wouldn’t hurt to try…” Muichiro muttered. It was worth making an effort to win Y/n's mother's favor. He closed his eyes, with a deep breath, as if gathering his thoughts and summoning strength from within.

Determined to express his thoughts and intentions, he looked forward to their next meeting. However, little did Muichiro know that Y/n had her own surprise in store for him, albeit not a good one.

Their usual spot was beside a sakura tree, where Y/n had found solace and a sense of peace in gazing at the clouds. The familiarity of the location brought a sense of comfort, yet he couldn't help but notice a subtle change in Y/n's expression as he drew nearer.

As he laid eyes on her, sitting gracefully on the grass in her customary kimono, his heart skipped a beat. However, he quickly recognized the glint of pain and frustration reflected in her eyes, accompanied by a slight furrowing of her brows. It was a departure from the usual tranquility that characterized their shared moments under the sky.

Concern washed over Muichiro as he approached Y/n, sensing that something was amiss. He couldn't help but wonder what had transpired to evoke such emotions in her.

"Y/n." The mist pillar's voice cut through the air, calling her out with mix of concern and care. Startled, Y/n flinched, taken aback by his sudden presence. However, her initial surprise transformed into relief, her shoulders visibly relaxed.

The tension in her expression eased, and a warm smile graced her face upon seeing Muichiro. The sight of Y/n's smile brought a sense of comfort and reassurance to his heart.

“I didn’t see you there.” Y/n held her hand out, to which Muichiro accepted, a small smile forming on his lips as he gently intertwined their fingers.

He settled down beside her on the grass, as the minutes passed in a comfortable silence, allowing them to find solace in each other's company.

He took a deep breath, gathering the courage to express himself fully.

"Y/n... I've been thinking," Muichiro began, his words gentle yet resolute. "What if we were to be open about our relationship with your mother?"

He continued, his voice laced with hope and a hint of uncertainty. “Maybe she’ll come to accept it over time.”

Y/n's gaze met Muichiro's, there was a fleeting moment of hesitation before she averted her eyes, a frown forming on her brows. Muichiro's concern deepened as he observed her reaction, realizing that his suggestion might not be met with the optimism he had hoped for.

Sensing her inner turmoil, Muichiro instinctively reached out, gently cupping her cheek in his hand.

"Hey, what's wrong?" Muichiro's voice was filled with genuine concern, reflecting his desire to alleviate Y/n's distress. His orbs searched her face, silently urging her to share her thoughts and feelings with him.

"We can't be open about it," Y/n spoke with a tinge of frustration and pain evident on her face. Before Muichiro could inquire about the reason, she continued, revealing a distressing truth. "My mother has already arranged a marriage for me..."

Muichiro's eyes widened in disbelief and anguish as Y/n revealed the truth that lay hidden within her heart. The weight of her words hung heavily in the air, causing his breath to catch in his throat, it struck him with a profound sense of loss and helplessness.

His grip on her cheek tightened involuntarily, his touch now a mixture of comfort and desperation. The reality of their situation crashed down upon them, threatening to shatter the dreams they had shared.

It was as if the world had conspired against them, presenting an insurmountable obstacle that threatened to tear them apart.

His mind raced, desperately searching for a solution, but the weight of the situation seemed almost unbearable. The thought of losing Y/n to an arranged marriage filled him with a sense of dread and despair.

Muichiro's frustration mingled with understanding as he processed the reason behind Y/n's mother's protectiveness and the arrangement of the marriage. He recognized that her mother's actions were driven by a desire to shield her daughter from potential grief and ensure her well-being.

However, even with that understanding, Muichiro couldn't help but feel the weight of his own frustration. The circumstances seemed unfair, as their love was being overshadowed by the expectations that governed Y/n's life.

Despite all of that, his love for Y/n was unyielding, and he refused to let it be extinguished even if it meant defying societal norms and risking everything.

"We will find a way, Y/n. I promise." He whispered with a mixture of pain and determination in his voice.

While the couple was immersed in the weight of their shared dilemma, a voice abruptly broke the tense atmosphere. Instinctively, Muichiro withdrew his hand from Y/n's cheek, both of them turning their attention to the source of the voice. To their surprise and unease, it was Y/n's mother standing before them.

Y/n's mother stood with a stern expression, her gaze shifting between her daughter and Muichiro. The air seemed to thicken as silence enveloped the trio, each person grappling with their own emotions and the sudden intrusion of reality.

“Y/n, what’s this?” Her mother asked, face contorted with a mixture of shock and anger. The strict prohibition against any romantic involvement with a demon slayer had been made clear, and her mother's expectations had been firmly set.

Y/n's breath hitched, her eyes darting nervously between her mother and Muichiro. She felt caught in a web of conflicting emotions, torn between her love for Muichiro and the desire to honor her mother's wishes. The weight of her mother's disapproval bore down upon her, leaving her struggling to find the right words.

"I..." Y/n stammered, struggling to find the right words. Seeing her struggle, Muichiro made a difficult decision, one that pained his heart deeply.

Muichiro's heart sank as he spoke, but he believed it might be the best course of action for the time being. The words hung heavy in the air, the weight of their unspoken love lingering between them.

"I'm..." Muichiro trailed, his voice tinged with a mixture of sorrow and resignation. "I'm Y/n's... friend."

The words felt like a betrayal to his own heart, but he knew that it might offer temporary reprieve.

Y/n looked at Muichiro, her eyes reflecting a blend of surprise and heartache. She understood the sacrifice he was making, the pain he was enduring to protect her from potential repercussions.

Y/n's mother observed them silently, her expression inscrutable. Muichiro's declaration seemed to have momentarily diffused the tension, but the underlying complexity of their relationship lingered in the air.

"That's fine, I suppose," Y/n's mother said, crossing her arms and gazing firmly at Muichiro. "Y/n is already destined for an arranged marriage, regardless."

His heart sank further, and his frustration intensified as he felt like getting hit with a devastating blow. Y/n's mother's words hung heavy in the air, her stern gaze adding to the weight of the situation. The reality of Y/n's predetermined fate weighed heavily on Muichiro's mind, leaving him feeling helpless and desperate.

The thought of losing Y/n to someone else, to be separated from the one he loved, was a tormenting prospect he couldn't bear.

Much to their concealed dismay, Y/n's mother was well aware of Muichiro's presence which made Muichiro's visits to Y/n's house became more frequent and open, as they no longer needed to meet in secret. However, to their dismay, the man whom Y/n's mother had arranged for her was also always present there.

The situation became increasingly complex as both Muichiro and the arranged suitor started openly visiting Y/n's house. Muichiro couldn't help but feel a sense of unease and competition whenever they were in each other's presence.

Despite their own hidden feelings, Muichiro continued to visit Y/n openly, maintaining a friendly and supportive demeanor. He cherished the moments they spent together, even though it pained him to see Y/n potentially growing closer to someone else.

It was evident that both of them were attempting to endure the situation, finding solace in small, subtle gestures that conveyed their affection amidst the presence of the suitor. When the suitor was not looking or absent from the room, they seized those moments to express their hidden feelings.

Muichiro would steal quick kisses on Y/n's cheeks, his actions filled with tenderness and longing. The soft touch of his lips against her skin spoke volumes about the depth of his love for her, even if it remained unspoken.

In return, Y/n would discreetly slip her pinky finger into Muichiro's, a subtle gesture. It was their secret code, a symbol of their intertwined hearts that they shared amidst the constraints imposed by Y/n's mother.

These small acts of affection brought comfort and reassurance to both Muichiro and Y/n. They served as a reminder that their love was real, even if it had to remain hidden for the time being.

They longed for the day when they could openly express their love without fear or reservations.

As time passed, Muichiro's jealousy towards the suitor intensified. Witnessing the suitor openly displaying his affection for Y/n, kissing her hand and openly declaring his love for her, stirred a mix of frustration, insecurity, and longing within the mist pillar’s heart. Each public display of affection felt like a sharp pang, reminding him of his own hidden desires and the limitations placed on their relationship.

He couldn't help but yearn for the opportunity to be the one expressing his love openly, to hold Y/n's hand without reservation, and to proclaim his affection for her with pride.

Y/n's pain was no less intense, while she tried to maintain composure and stay committed to the arrangement set by her mother, the sight of Muichiro watching from the background, his jealousy palpable, pierced her heart with a profound ache. She could sense his longing, his hidden emotions, and it mirrored her own inner turmoil.

Y/n's heart ached for Muichiro, knowing that he yearned to be the one to openly express his love for her. She felt the weight of his frustration that their relationship had to be kept in the shadows. It tore at her soul to see him suffer silently, knowing that she couldn't offer him the public love and validation he deserved.

One day, when the suitor finally gathered the courage to propose to Y/n, Muichiro's heart couldn't bear the sight any longer. The scene unfolded before him, the man kneeling with a ring in hand, ready to declare his love. The pain and ache within Muichiro's heart reached its limit, overwhelming him with a mix of emotions.

Unable to witness the moment that should have been his, Muichiro quietly turned away, his footsteps leading him towards the solace of the forest. His mind was a whirlwind of conflicting feelings—frustration, heartbreak, and a deep sense of loss.

It felt as if the world was crumbling around him, threatening to suffocate him.

His steps through the woods were heavy with sorrow, each stride mirroring the weight on his heart. Lost in his own thoughts, he was taken aback when he heard the sound of footsteps behind him. He turned to find Y/n, her tear-stained face and trembling form reflecting the same anguish he felt.

“I-I can’t pretend anymore…” She reached him, her voice choked with sobs, she confessed her own struggle with the charade they had been forced to maintain.

“What are you doing here-…”

“I rejected that guy; I left him with mother… I don’t want to pretend like we’re nothing…”

The sight of her tears and the raw vulnerability in her voice ached her lover's heart. Muichiro reached out to hold her, pulling her into a tight embrace, allowing her tears to fall against his shoulder.

Y/n's mother stood frozen, her eyes wide with shock and horror as she caught them in the act. The revelation of their love, spoken with such conviction and vulnerability, pierced through her heart like a thousand needles.

“Y/n! What’s the meaning of this?!”

"I refuse to live a life dictated by someone else's choices," Y/n's voice trembled with a mixture of fear and determination as she spoke, her words echoing through the tense air. "My heart belongs to Muichiro, and I won't let an arranged marriage tear us apart."

Her mother's eyes widened in disbelief and anger, unable to comprehend her daughter's defiance.

"You will do as I say," she hissed, her voice laced with authority. "This is for your own good. I will not allow you to ruin your life by throwing it away for a demon slayer."

Tears streamed down Y/n's face, a testament to the internal struggle she faced. Her mother's disapproval weighed heavily on her, but she couldn't deny her own feelings

Muichiro, standing beside Y/n, held her tightly, locking eyes with Y/n's mother, "I love your daughter, and I will do everything in my power to make her happy."

“Nonsense! We’re leaving the town, Y/n.” In a voice laced with disappointment and rejection, Y/n's mother harshly rejected their claims, refusing to accept that her daughter could be in love with a demon slayer. Her heart, clouded by fear and prejudice, could not fathom the depth of their connection and the sincerity of their feelings.

It was a devastating blow to both Y/n and Muichiro, their dreams of a future together torn asunder. The weight of the decision pressed heavily upon their shoulders, threatening to extinguish the flame of their love.

Their hearts shattered, they fought against the walls that had been erected, hoping to break through the barrier of and find a way to make her understand. But Y/n's mother remained resolute, her final word cutting through the air like a blade.

The realization that her mother may never fully comprehend or accept her decision weighed heavily on Y/n's shoulders. She couldn't shake the frustration and sadness that came with the strained relationship between them, longing for the unconditional love and support a mother should provide.

She had hoped that her mother would see beyond her own fears and recognize the love and happiness she had found with Muichiro.

On the evening of their departure, the silence within the carriage was suffocating, filled with unspoken words and unshed tears. Y/n's fingers traced the edges of her dress as she struggled to find the right words to express her pain and frustration. She wanted to scream, to beg her mother to reconsider.

But instead, she found herself on a journey away from everything she knew, away from the life she had built and the person who held her heart.

“Y/n, I’m only doing this for your own good…” She knew her mother believed she was acting out of love and concern, but it didn't alleviate the pain of being forced to leave everything behind.

Y/n remained silent, her eyes fixed on the hem of her kimono, her fists clenched tightly. She refused to meet her mother's gaze, which only made her sigh in frustration.

Suddenly the carriage abruptly came to a halt to which made Y/n's head snapped up, her orbs widening in surprise, she gazed at her mother who seemed equally taken aback by the unexpected interruption. The sound of rustling leaves and twigs reached their ears, followed by the eerie hushed whispers of voices outside.

Curiosity mingled with apprehension as Y/n's mother cautiously opened the carriage door to investigate. Y/n watched as her mother's expression transformed from surprise to horror.

A demon had attacked their carriage, they witnessed the horrifying sight of it devouring the coachman, its jaws dripping with blood.

The realization dawned upon them; fear gripped their hearts. Y/n's mother, driven by her maternal instinct to protect her daughter, stepped forward with a trembling determination. Her eyes, filled with a mix of terror and love, locked onto Y/n's.

"Run, Y/n!" she exclaimed, her voice quivering. "Save yourself!"

The claws of the demon loomed over them, threatening to strike, but before they could make contact, a swift cut sliced through the air. Y/n looked up and immediately recognized the familiar figure standing before them.

Standing before them was Muichiro, his Nichirin Blade gleaming in the moonlight as he stood in a defensive stance. His eyes, filled with determination and resolve, locked onto the demon.

"Touch her, and you'll regret it," Muichiro warned, his voice laced with a fierce resolve. "I won't let anyone harm the one I love."

“M-Mui…”

"Stay behind me," Muichiro softly said, turning to Y/n, shielding both of them with his body. His grip on the sword tightened as he prepared to face the demon, his mind focusing solely on protecting them.

Muichiro easily vanquished the demon. He stood there, before turning his attention to Y/n, he offered her a gentle smile, his mint-colored eyes filled with affection and concern.

"Are you alright, Y/n?" he asked, stepping closer to her, his hand reaching out to touch her cheek. "I won't let anyone harm you. I promise."

“Thank you…” Y/n leaned in to his touch, gently grasping his hand.

As the demon was defeated, Y/n's mother stood there, the memories of her own love story, of how she had met Y/n's father and the deep connection they had shared, flooded her mind. She couldn't help but draw parallels between her own past and the present situation.

Her eyes filled with tears as she watched Muichiro, the Mist Hashira, standing tall and victorious. The realization of his strength and devotion, his unwavering protection of her daughter, struck a chord within her heart.

She saw in him the same passion and love that had once ignited between her and Y/n's father.

Y/n's mother's stern expression softened, a mixture of emotions playing across her face. She approached Y/n and Muichiro, her steps hesitant yet filled with a newfound understanding.

"I... I see now. Your love... It reminds me of the love I once shared. Perhaps... Perhaps I have been too blind in my fears and protectiveness." She spoke with a quivering voice, her words laced with both sorrow and acceptance.

The weight of her words hung in the air as their meaning started sinking in, Y/n and Muichiro exchanged surprised glances, their hearts filled with hope. Y/n's mother continued, her voice trembling with vulnerability.

"I don't want to see you both suffer, to deny the love that blossoms between you. If... if you can promise me that you will protect each other and find happiness together, then... I will no longer stand in your way."

"I... I apologize for not understanding sooner. I am grateful that Y/n has found someone who loves her so deeply."

Tears welled up in Y/n's eyes as she looked at her mother, feeling a mix of relief and overwhelming gratitude. She reached out and hugged her tightly, her voice filled with sincerity.

"Thank you, mother. We promise to cherish and protect each other. We'll find our happiness together."

Muichiro, too, approached Y/n's mother, his expression soft and filled with gratitude. He spoke with sincerity and respect.

"Thank you for your understanding, ma'am. I will do everything in my power to make Y/n happy and protect her with my life."

Under the gentle glow of the moon, the moonlight bathed their surroundings in a soft, ethereal glow, as if to signify the start of a new journey together.

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guelyury · 9 months

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-How do you relax now that you are so famous?

P: With salt baths, acupuncture, massages, placing myself in the fetal position and sobbing to get everything out, hahahaha....

Hahahahaa this man is so real for this.

#pedro pascal #daddy pascal #i just love him #i love you pedro pascal

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devilscastle69 · 7 months

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im really just watching my body mind and soul decay in real time huh. i hate the drugs im on rn I hate them I hate them im going actually crazy rn I started sobbing bc I was like I have no food but I just spent 200 on groceries yesterday so idk how that even makes sense like wdym. And it’s easy to make. Im like bouncing off the walls but moving is like exhausting and my job is lots of moving so I reached my limit and I can’t work out to get rid of it bc if I go up the stairs too fast I wheeze and like am in pain and idk what to do honestly I was like let’s sing and play uke or guitar and that hurts let’s do this I can’t. I’m so tired of watching tv. It’s like day 23 of this and I’m terrible and sad and like am not functioning and Ik I’m not but I’m doing enough at least at my job but nowhere else and like that’s at least a W but that’s my one W. Like hahahahaa I’ve taken so many Ls I’ve fucked so much up already and also have not and nothing actually makes sense anymore it’s like that funny feeling like Ik these meds are making me better but they’re making me so much worse at the same time I just want to sleep I want to cook and eat and like work was everything and I don’t have much this week and I can’t relax and I’m like haha what if I’m actually dying tho!!!! What if I’m dying like. This isn’t normal for me and idk if it’s worse in my head bc I’m crazy or if like I’m actually declining or if this is gonna mutate into something worse again and I’ll just never get better idk. Maybe my immune system is forever fucked. Idk how ppl who go thru so much worse get thru. Like idk if my life is actually ending ig it’s yolo balls to the walls idk like did I even ever live. A kid asked me about my bucket list today and it’s like oh id like to travel and luckily they had a lot they wanted to do so I didn’t have to talk bc I don’t know. So why don’t I actually do it instead of waiting to die idk :) but idk I want to hold hands in front of a Christmas tree I want to shop for gifts for our families with my friends I want to celebrate something I want to be free I want to meet the friends I still haven’t seen irl i want to dance at a club again I want to learn guitar better and ukulele. I want to see myself grow into someone I can love and I’m so scared I’ll never get there rn I’m so dramatic but it feels so real and lonely I’m tired of going to the doctor and finding new things wrong. Limerence sounds like such a pretty word and it’s not a pretty feeling and it’s like so familiar and painful and it makes me feel so evil and cruel and I just want to be better and not sick inside and out

#vent #not snz #tw mental illness #illness tw

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lavendertwilight89 · 2 years

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🎢🛒💔

Hey @liz8080 !!

🎢 Which of your fics would you call your wildest ride?

Def going to have to say The Great Dog Demon War. I had a lot of freedom of post-canon and different realities so it's just super fun! I know I haven't updated in a minute but I am sooooooo excited for the next arc!! I feel like this was also my very first fic, so you can tell from each chapter the amount of growth I've had from day 1 to... 3 years later-ish? So, it is probably one of the fics I'm surprised gets as much attention as it does. It is for sure my own guilty pleasure of post-canon ideas. :)

🛒 What are some common things you incorporate in your fics? Themes, feels, scenes, imagery, etc.

I try to always nod back to canon--I feel like Inuyasha and Kagome came together for a reason and so, even in these different AUs, I like to throw in how much I appreciate canon and how they belong together no matter the circumstance. I think this also helps me keep them in character as much as possible.

I think I also really try to make sure in my third-person pov, I really try to make sure the character's feelings are really displayed, like almost like I'm telling the story in first-person. Hopefully it shows through?

💔 Is there a fic of yours that broke your heart?

Uhm... I cried when I wrote parts of The Great Dog Demon War--like I mean sobbed hahahahaa--like I said, it has a little bit of everything because of how much freedom I got in different realities. I think the other one is Shelter because of the 7th chapter. It was so hard to write but sooooo necessary and the last chapter is going to be so rich because of it :)

Thanks so much for the asks from the Fanfic Writer Emoji Asks!

#fanfic writer asks #lavendertwilight89 fanfiction #shelter #the great dog demon war #ddw #inukag

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So cuteeeee Sibibaby you’re feeding us all these cute and domestic ogc scenes and i’m so full of emotions 🥺🥺🥺💜

Their conversation while she’s showering shhahaha he’s like a cute little boy who wants attention i’m gonna eat him (and we love couples which respect each other’s alone time 😌) 💜

And BAM!!!! omg they are a little family of three now and you know i was waiting for Bam and asked you about that 😂

Him crying because of Bam 🥺🥺 Proud dad moments

And i cackled so much when he denied her kiss and then out of blue licked her nostrils hahahahaa i’m laughing so hard gosh i’m a hoe for domestic scenes (and cute and silly and dorky AND whipped Koo 💜 aka ogc!Koo)

P.S I can’t wait for ‘Sorry Boy’ ! 🥺 omg i’m dying to read it hehee Can u give us one sentence as a hint from the story 🥺

I'M SO HAPPY YOU LOVE ALL THE DOMESTIC LIL SCENES I HAVE PLANNED WITH THEM!! GOSH Sorry Boy is gonna be nothing but cute domestic cuteness as well 🥺😭😭

Honestly are you actually a couple if you don't give your partner the most detailed description of your shits or licking each other's nostrils? ✊🏻😔

YES BAM!!! I really wanted to finally include him, gosh it's been way overdue 😭 can you imagine them going on one of their roadtrips and Bamie in his little sidecar with a puppy helmet and glasses on? Imma fucking sob 😭😭💜

#asks #seagulljk #asks: ogc

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miloo-o · 9 months

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Taehyung on Dingo Story and Jungkook's Birthday

Today's afternoon after I wake up from a good nap (anyway i dreamed about Yoongi lmao), as usual I went to my Twitter. The timeline talk about Taehyung episode on Dingo Story so I thought it's already released. I saw a single clip when Taehyung and ARMY taking a cute photos in a photobox. Their interactions is so cute 🥹. So I watch the whole episode myself on Youtube.

I'm glad they're met. I'm happy for Hayoung she can met Taehyung, and I'm happy for Taehyung he finally got a chance to meet and hangout with ARMY. There's this moment that I adore so much that make me relize that BTS and ARMY relation is that close eventho we only watch them from screen and listen to their music. It's when Hayoung saw a video of Taehyung on screen in an arcade. She pointed at it and laugh at Taehyung 😂. Tae himself got a little bit shy and ask the staff to get rid of that video.

After having a really good time at arcade and taking a picture together, they're back to the cafe where they first met I gues?? On the way they have a little convo about how BTS song really support her during her hard time. She said that she have listen to Zero O'Clock so many times at the dawn. Because they haven't provide an English subtitle yet so I'm not really sure if she said that 'Zero O'Clock feels like a hug' or 'she listen Zero O'Clock and Hug Me a lot during that time.' And then Tae thanking her for liking him.

And then they have to say good bye to each other. They end it with a warm hug and I start sobbing for real. Like I still want to see them hanging out together for more. And after Tae went to his car, left Hayoung behind, she start crying and of course we both crying! 😭😭😭. The staffs told him so he come back to Hayoung to comfort her before he really left. They hugged for the last time and Hayoung crying and sobbing on his shoulder. I can imagine how she felt at that time. The feel when you met the person who always support you and understand you, want to thank him and have a lot of things on your thought for him but you end up crying instead. I hope he understand that, I'm sure he is.

I can't imagine if I have a chance to meet Namjoon. Maybe I'll just greet him and go away because I want to cry. I can't even sit for a long time with him and have a little convo. All I'm gonna do is just crying 😭😭😭😭.

I wish for the best for Hayoung.

Today's is Jungkook's bday 🥳🥳🥳

I'm sure it's not just me who's waiting for his bday live on Weverse. He did. But it's not as long as his usual live. Might be busy on working for his album? Nobody's know. He's 26th years old now! He come to Weverse live and show some magic tricks. Hahahahaa he's so cute 🥺. I wish him health and all the good things in the world. 💜

#bts #taehyung #jungkook #tae #jk

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sandwichrin · 3 years

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A Little into You (Junkyu x Reader) (Ch. 23)

Chapter 23 - Pure Drama

Word count: 4.1k words

Genre: Fanfiction, PG13, Comedy, Romance.

A/N: Surprise! Here’s the next chapter! And uhh, like the title of the chapter itself-- this chapter is literally pure drama :’)

Treasure and Y/n’s Apartment Block (Lobby)

“Y/n! Heyyyy it’s been a while!” the familiar cheerful voice said, making you turn around.

“Ah, Hyunsuk! Hi!” You greeted him back with a smile. “Getting your mail?” You asked him.

Hyunsuk shook his head, “Nope. I’m going to the office to retrieve my parcel from them.”

“I see. I’m heading there too, actually. An old friend of mine sent me some snacks from our hometown,”

“Nice! Let’s head there together!” Hyunsuk said happily, making you grin from his excited behaviour.

The both of you walked side by side, making small talk with each other.

Once you’ve both arrived in the building’s office which was located right beside the main entrance of the building itself, Hyunsuk hurried in front of you to help open the door for you.

You giggled at him, “Wow, I didn’t know you’re this much of a gentleman,”

“But of course.” Hyunsuk grinned.

You entered the office first, Hyunsuk following behind you now. The moment you approached the counter located in the office; you informed the staff on duty that you wanted to take your parcel.

“I’m here to pick up my parcel? I think it arrived yesterday. The name’s (insert y/n’s full name).” you glanced over at Hyunsuk who was standing beside you before adding, “Oh, and another one is under the name of Choi Hyunsuk.”

Hyunsuk smiles at you and pats your head. “Thanks.”

“No problem,”

The both of you waited for a minute or two before finally receiving both your parcels. After collecting the parcels, the both of you thanked the staff and left the office together.

“Your parcel seems kind of big, y/n. You sure you can carry it?”

“Yeah, I’m good. It’s big but it’s not heavy. They’re all just snacks anyways,” you assured him.

Hyunsuk nodded at you, holding his medium-sized box in one hand. He helped press the elevator button for the both of you.

Entering the elevator doors, Hyunsuk helped press the buttons to both your floors as well.

“Thanks Hyunsuk. You’re a lot of help,” you complimented him.

“Yeah, sure. No biggie.”

While waiting for the elevator to reach your floor, Hyunsuk suddenly had an idea.

“Hey, y/n,”

“Yup?”

“Have you had lunch?”

“Well…I’m ordering some takeout later. Why?” You turned to face him now.

“Ah, it’s just.” Hyunsuk paused. “The boys and I are all having lunch at my dorm.”

“Ahh I see. Sounds fun!” You smiled at him.

“Well I was wondering…if you’d like to join us?”

“Oh? Is that really okay?”

“Why wouldn’t it be okay?” Hyunsuk snickered at your question. “It’s been a while since we all hung out together, I’m sure the boys would be happy to have you join us,”

“Hmm.” You thought to yourself for a while.

Ding! The elevator reached your floor.

“Oh, it’s my floor.”

Hyunsuk pressed on the button to keep the doors open for you.

“Thanks,” you said to him. “I uh…I’d love to join you guys,” you added.

“Yay!”

“Ah, but can we stop over at my place for a bit?” You said, giving him an apologetic smile.

Treasure’s Dorm #1 (Main Entrance/Living Room)

“Just wait til the boys see you, they’d be so happy,” Hyunsuk said to you as he closed the door behind the both of you, his cute smile beaming at you.

You nodded back at him as you took your shoes off at the entrance.

“I’m back! Where is everyone??” Hyunsuk called out as he entered the living room.

“I’m in the kitchen, hyung!” you both heard Doyoung answer from the kitchen.

You followed Hyunsuk into the living room and there you saw Asahi, Haruto and Junghwan sitting around chatting with each other.

“Heyy, where’s Yoshi?” Hyunsuk asked the maknaes with you still following close behind him.

“Yoshi-hyung went to help clean Jeongwoo and Jaehyuk because they kept making snow in the kitchen using flour,” Asahi answered him.

“Ahh, that seems like something they’d do,” Hyunsuk snickered.

Junghwan stopped looking at his phone to look at Hyunsuk, and that’s when he noticed you.

“Noona!” Junghwan immediately got up from the floor, rushing towards you.

You lift a finger to your mouth, signalling him not to be too loud since you were planning to surprise the rest who hasn’t known you’re here.

Junghwan nodded and pointed at the paper bag in your hand. “What’s that?” he whispered.

“It’s Junkyu’s shirt that I used last time,” you replied.

Junghwan was about to talk to you further but then Hyunsuk had already excitedly pulled you with him towards the kitchen.

The moment the both of you had approached the kitchen’s doorframe, you could already see your other friends’ faces and you were happy to see them since you haven’t seen them for days. Well, most of them.

You smiled at them but then none of them returned your smile, making you wonder what they were so immersed with.

You recognised the person that was speaking in front of you, the guy that you had sort of missed these couple of days—especially since that weird incident that happened between him and Chani which had resulted in you rarely seeing him around you anymore.

Your grip on the paper bag in your hand tightened, you felt hopeful now that you’re finally seeing him again.

Now, of course you didn’t know the whole dispute that begun in the kitchen at the time—where Junkyu was being all bitter about Chani leeching on to you but instead of lashing out about Chani, he had made the mistake of venting his feeling of annoyance towards you.

And so, the timing when you entered the kitchen was when Junkyu was already saying this:

“…doesn’t care anything about us. We’re always looking out for her, but what do we get in return??”

You tilt your head, wondering who he was talking about. Hyunsuk, who was beside you also seemed confuse as to why everyone looked so tense in the kitchen.

You were about to step further into the kitchen when suddenly, Junkyu said—

“Y/n is annoying,”

You immediately stopped your foot from advancing. Your eyes lift up to see Yedam, Jihoon, Doyoung and Mashiho all staring at you, fear clearly showing on their faces because this time, they all realised you were directly behind Junkyu. Which meant…you clearly heard what he had said.

Suddenly, you saw Jihoon bursting out in laughter. “HAHAHAHAA very funny Junkyu! Look at you! What a horrible joke to make!” he laughed.

You took a deep breath, thinking maybe they were pulling a prank on you.

You opened your mouth to say something, but before you could say anything, Junkyu had already spoken up again—

“No, I wasn’t kidding! Y/n really is annoying. She’s a bother—”

“HYUNG STOP!” Yedam yelled, noticing how your expression changed drastically the moment you heard Junkyu’s words this time.

Hyunsuk immediately placed his hand on your shoulder, feeling shocked. But right now, he was more worried about you because you heard it all.

The air felt heavy in the kitchen…everyone going silent for a few seconds.

And then slowly, Junkyu turned around, his eyes meeting yours.

“Y-y/n…” he said, his voice slightly shaking now.

You stood there quietly, your fingers fiddling with the paper bag in your hand.

You blinked a couple times, your gaze slowly avoiding his. What is this feeling you’re having right now? Why does your chest hurt so bad?

Junkyu could hear his own heartbeat sounds ringing in his ears. He felt bad. He felt really bad. He saw how you slowly looked away from him, making him feel even worst.

Junkyu couldn’t handle the heavy tension going on in the kitchen so he immediately dashes out of the kitchen, leaving everyone else behind him.

You felt his presence leave you, as he passes by you. You bit your lower lip, holding in the tears that were forming in your eyes now.

Everyone else exchanged glances with one another, wondering what they should do now.

Mashiho switched off the stove, knowing that he should at least save their meals from getting burnt since he had a feeling that what had happened would take up some time to be solved.

Yedam lets out a heavy sigh, deciding to approach you since you wouldn’t stop staring at the paper bag in your hands now.

“Damn,” Jihoon muttered to himself as he tossed the knife that he had been holding since just now. He shook his head as he made his way to leave the kitchen.

As he passed by Hyunsuk, his hyung raised a hand, implying him to stop.

“What is it, hyung?” Jihoon said in an exasperated tone.

“Go easy on him,” Hyunsuk adviced, knowing that Jihoon would definitely go to console his best friend.

“Hm.” Jihoon hummed as he nods. He leaves the kitchen, not sparing a glance at you.

Treasure Dorm #1 (Junkyu’s Room)

Junkyu closed the door behind him. He started breathing raggedly, his breaths uncontrollable by now. Is he having a panic attack right now?

He tried to walk towards his bed, but instead, his legs failed him. He ended up kneeling on the floor instead, trying to catch his breath.

He kept imagining the pained look you gave him earlier. He knew, he had hurt you. He had hurt you bad. He messed up badly this time.

Junkyu clenched his fists, his chest hurting, his head throbbing. He felt pain all over. Why? Why did he have to utter all those nonsense about you? He didn’t mean all of it. He really didn’t. He cares about you.

Junkyu lets out a soft sob, unable to hold his tears this time. He felt his tears streaming down his cheeks by now.

“Junkyu!” He heard Jihoon’s voice calling his name.

Jihoon hurriedly closed the door behind him, quickly approaching his best friend who was close to collapsing onto the floor.

Jihoon wrapped his arms around Junkyu, pulling his best friend up to his feet, dragging him over towards the bed.

Once he had made sure Junkyu was already sitting comfortably on the bed, Jihoon sat down on the floor, facing Junkyu.

Junkyu covered his face with his hands, softly sobbing into them.

“Junkyu…”

“Stop. Please, stop. I know. I know,” he said, his sobs getting louder.

Jihoon placed his hand onto Junkyu’s knee, patting it gently. He couldn’t bear watching Junkyu cry like this. It’s rare enough to see Junkyu cry about something but right now, seeing him as a sobbing mess, Jihoon couldn’t help but sympathise him.

“I hurt her, hyung. I hurt her. I’m a horrible person!” Junkyu tried to speak up this time, his sobs a little under control now.

Jihoon shook his head. “No, no Junkyu. You’re not a bad person. You slipped, that’s all. Okay? You didn’t mean what you said, did you?”

Junkyu wiped the tear streaks on his face with the back of his hand. He shook his head furiously, “No way! I don’t! I really don’t. I just—I was just upset when Yedam said Chani and y/n looked like a couple…I…I don’t want to have to picture them being together, hyung!”

“I know, I know…” Jihoon answered softly, his hand still patting Junkyu’s knee gently.

“Hyung….how do I fix this…? Y/n must hate me right now,”

“No…she wouldn’t, okay? Y/n is a nice person, she wouldn’t hate you in one day,” Jihoon assured his best friend.

Junkyu shook his head again. “No! She would, she deserves to hate me!”

Junkyu took a deep breath, trying to control his own ragged breathing.

Pushing his hair to the back with one hand, Junkyu continued, “I told you…I told you, didn’t I? That liking her would bring us something like this,”

“Junkyu, there’s nothing wrong with you liking y/n, okay?”

“No, hyung! You know this. You can see it too, right?”

Junkyu lets out another heavy sigh.

“Yah…Kim Junkyu…it’s all gonna be alright, get it?”

Junkyu kept quiet for a while, sniffling once or twice. He contemplated for a while before asking his hyung another question.

“You said last time that you had a feeling that someone would like y/n among us, and you said that you knew who it was going to be, right??”

Jihoon nodded, remembering the talk they had after you all had that first lunch-meet with y/n.

“That person…who was it?” Junkyu’s eyes were now staring into Jihoon’s.

“I—” Jihoon lets out a sigh. “What are you talking about? Of course it’s you! Why do you think I keep pushing you to talk to her? Why do I keep teasing you about y/n? I even made sure y/n sits opposite you most of the time whenever we eat together, just so you both could stare at each other’s faces,”

Junkyu wiped his tear-stained eyes again. “W-what?” he sniffled.

“Duh! The moment we first met y/n, I had a feeling you both were attracted to each other. You both just needed a little push, that’s all.” Jihoon was no longer patting his best friend’s knee now, seeing that he had stopped crying.

“Hyung…”

“Aigoo! Look at you, crying like this. Yah, how are you going to face y/n later?” Jihoon chuckled softly, teasing Junkyu.

“Y-yah. I’m still handsome,”

“Pfft, yeah sure. Tell that to your red nose and puffy eyes,”

Junkyu swallowed the invisible lump in his throat, a small smile creeping on his lips as he succumbed to Jihoon’s teasing.

Jihoon lets out a sigh.

“Hyung…can I ask you a question?”

“Hm? What is it?”

“You see it too, right?

“See what?”

Junkyu clicked his tongue. “Tsk, you know, hyung. I know, you know.”

“Junkyu I don’t have time for your out-of-the-world curiosity,” Jihoon said as he shook his head.

“Aw come on hyung. You know. You know…that I’m not the only one who likes y/n, right?”

“Duhh, of course! It’s you and that Chani kid,”

Junkyu shook his head again. “No. Someone else. Someone else in our group.”

Jihoon’s eyes widened. “W-what?”

And as if on cue, Junkyu’s bedroom door opened.

Both of them turned to see—Hyunsuk entering, closing the door right after.

“Hyunsuk-hyung.” Both Junkyu and Jihoon said at the same time.

Treasure Dorm #1 (Kitchen)

When Jihoon left the kitchen to go console Junkyu who had stormed off, Yedam and Hyunsuk stayed by your side to make sure you were okay.

You were still staring at the paper bag in your hand.

You had planned to return Junkyu’s shirt today, and maybe talk to him. It’s funny how you sort of miss him, when in reality, the both of you usually only made small talk with each other.

“Y/n, I…” Yedam tried to speak, but then he stopped. He shook his head. He wouldn’t know how to fix this right now. All that he knew was that you must have felt sad after hearing what his hyung said earlier.

Hyunsuk pulled you closer to him, wrapping one arm around you, causing you to lean your head against his shoulder.

“I’m so sorry y/n” he whispered to you.

Yedam stood still beside the both of you, his face still showing concern over you. He should have stopped Junkyu much earlier, he thought.

Doyoung and Mashiho, who were still near the kitchen stove too, watched over you, not continuing their cooking.

You tried your best to not feel sad, you didn’t want your friends to worry over you too much. But how? You still felt the sharp pain in your chest, and you know it’s not a heart attack that you’re having right now.

You let yourself lean comfortably in Hyunsuk’s arm that was wrapped around you, and without realising, a tear flowed down your cheek.

“Y/n,” Yedam said in a sad tone when he noticed you crying.

Hyunsuk immediately wrapped both his arms around you, hugging you close to him. “Shh, shh, I’m so sorry. I’m so sorry y/n,”

You closed your eyes and you felt your tears wetting your cheeks even more now. Crap. You’re crying now.

Yedam looked around the room, noticing that both Doyoung and Mashiho were looking super sad as they watched you silently crying in Hyunsuk’s arms.

“I…I just…” You said softly.

“Hm? What is it, y/n?” Hyunsuk leaned close to you, wanting to hear what you were saying clearly.

“I just…” you stopped to swallow a silent sob before continuing, “I just wanted to see him…I just wanted to return his shirt, that’s all. I didn’t know…that all these while I was annoying him,” your voice straining as you said the final words that pained you.

Hyunsuk and Yedam exchanged glances with each other.

After a few minutes of silently sobbing, you slowly lifted your head from Hyunsuk’s embrace, making him releasing his arms from you gently.

You wiped your tears and took a deep breath. “Hyunsuk,”

“Yes?”

“Could you help me return this to him?” you asked, as you pushed the paper bag in your hand to his.

“N-now?”

“Anytime works. I…I don’t think I should see him for now. He’s…clearly annoyed with me being here,” you said half-jokingly. You tried to giggle when you said this, but it only made you sound even sadder than you look right now.

Hyunsuk held onto the bag that you gave him. “Sure. I’ll give it to him. Don’t worry, he’s not annoyed with you, I’m sure of that,” he said, trying to assure you.

You chuckled softly. “Clearly he is, but it’s okay.”

You took a deep breath and pushed your hair behind your ears. Forcing yourself to smile at your friends, you tried your best to sound okay when you said, “So, you both making lunch today?” You asked Doyoung and Mashiho that had been staring at you.

“Uhh, ah yeah. We’re making kimchi jjigae…” Doyoung answered you.

“Smells good,”

“Thanks,” Doyoung said as he nodded slightly towards you.

Mashiho turned towards the stove again, “We’ll resume cooking, alright? And then we’ll all eat together.” Mashiho turned to look at you, flashing his warm smile at you.

You smiled a small smile and nodded.

“Yedamie, you take y/n to the living room, okay? Let her rest up there. I’m gonna go check on Junkyu for a bit,” Hyunsuk said to Yedam.

“Okay, hyung.”

Hyunsuk leaned down close to you, his face levelling with yours. He stroked your cheek with one hand and said to you gently, “I’m gonna go first, okay? Don’t cry no more. It’s gonna be okay.”

You stared into his eyes for a couple seconds before nodding slowly.

And with that, Hyunsuk left the kitchen, your paper bag consisting of Junkyu’s shirt in his hand.

Yedam linked his arm around yours, “Come on y/n. Let’s rest up in the living room, okay?”

Treasure Dorm #1 (Living Room)

Now, bringing you to the living room isn’t really the best idea as of the moment—

Why?

Well, you see, the moment Yedam and you approached the rest of the kids who were in the living room, they were all shocked to see your tear-stained face and flushed complexion.

Unlike the rest who were busy gaping over what they were seeing, Junghwan immediately got up on his feet and rushed over to you.

“Noona! What happened? Why…? Did you cry earlier??”

“Shh, let y/n sit first,” Yedam said softly to the maknae.

Haruto got up from his seat on the sofa and pointed towards the seat, telling you to sit there.

You were still in a daze after your crying earlier so you simply complied with whatever they told you to do.

Finally sitting down, you leaned back against the cushion behind you.

Yoshi, who was sitting closely beside Jeongwoo and Jaehyuk after helping them clean up earlier, decided to go to the kitchen to get you some water since you looked restless at the moment.

Asahi, who was seated beside you right now, turned to look at you—his usual expressionless face showing.

“So…what exactly happened…” Jeongwoo said slowly.

Yedam sat down on the floor, close to the boy asking the question and lets out a sigh.

“Something…happened in the kitchen.”

“Like…?”

“Just…something.” Yedam answered simply.

“That’s not very helpful Yedam,” Jaehyuk said this time. “How are we supposed to know what happened if you don’t tell us,”

You bit your lower lip as you felt it quivering again. It’s all happening again. You could still hear Junkyu’s voice in the back of your head, even when you’re shutting your eyes right now.

“Y/n is annoying.”

Your chest felt tight once again. You opened your eyes and sat up straight, surprising the rest who were still prodding Yedam to tell them what happened.

You stood up from the sofa and looked around you. The faces of your friends showing a mixture of concern and confusion.

You shook your head. “I…I think I’ll leave now,”

You were about to leave but then Yedam quickly grabs your hand. “Y/n? Aren’t you joining us for lunch?”

You shook your head slowly. “Maybe next time, okay?” you said, your voice shaking now. You looked at Yedam, your eyes glossy with tears that you were trying to hold back.

“Y/n…”

“It’s okay! I’m okay!” You said as you faked a laugh.

Yedam hesitantly lets go of your hand. He didn’t want you to go. But he also didn’t want to force you.

You quickly walked towards the house entrance, not looking back and immediately grabbing your shoes in your hand, as you leave the front door.

Yedam lets out a heavy sigh once you were gone from their sight.

“Hyung, what happened…?” Haruto asked this time.

Yedam sighs again before saying, “I’ll tell you all about it in a bit. I need to go tell Hyunsuk-hyung that Y/n left,”

Treasure’s Dorm #1 (Front door)

The moment you stepped out of their dorm, the door shutting behind you, you walked as fast as you could, hoping that you’ll be far enough from them for now.

It was at least few metres away from their dorm’s door that you stopped to lean your side against the wall of the corridor to control your breathing.

You felt out of breath because you had been holding in your tears, and now…it’s just hurting you.

Slowly, your shoulder still resting against the wall, you slide down to your feet. By now you’re already kneeling on the floor with your palm holding onto the wall for support.

A loud sob escaped your lips. Ah crap. Now you’re starting to cry out the tears you’ve been holding in. And you’re doing it in public too.

But could you blame yourself for being this sad and dramatic?

“Y/n is annoying.”

You shook your head, trying to stop yourself from hearing to those words over again.

Is this your first time being called annoying? Maybe. But would you care if anyone called you annoying? No.

Then why was this hurting you too much?

Was it because you thought that Junkyu and you were finally becoming friends?

You thought the both of you were already clicking. You thought….that maybe, Junkyu had liked being friends with you. He was more open with you recently…then why? Why did he say that about you?

You thought…ah, that’s right.

You thought.

You kept thinking that everything was working out fine with you both. You’ve never clearly thought if Junkyu himself was enjoying being friends with you.

You swallowed your sob, wiping your tears with the back of your hand.

“Silly me. He’s clearly annoyed with me all this while. He’s just too nice to say it to my face,” you muttered to yourself.

You blinked and again you felt your tears wet your cheeks.

You’re starting to feel annoyed with yourself too by now, considering you wouldn’t stop crying.

Why are you this sad?? You shook your head softly. Could it be…that you have some feelings for him? Have you caught feelings for Junkyu and yet you never realised it?

You pushed your hair back and took a deep breath, trying to stop yourself from crying again.

Slowly, you got up on your feet and tried to stand up properly now.

You should just hurry and return to your apartment unit, you thought. Maybe make yourself a cup of warm drink and just calm yourself down.

And just as you stepped forward, you suddenly felt a pair of arms pulling you from behind.

The arms hugged your waist tightly, and you felt the back of your head resting against someone’s chest.

The familiar voice said to you softly, “You’re not annoying. You were never annoying. He’s stupid to think of you that way.”

You then felt yourself being hugged closer by the boy behind you. “You…you’re so nice to us. You don’t deserve to be told as annoying at all,” he added, sounding upset.

To be continued…

#ALIY #sandwichrin #treasure #treasure fanfic #TREASURE IMAGINE #ygtreasure #treasuremembers #alltreasuremembers #JunKyu #kim junkyu #junkyu x reader #junkyu scenarios #kimjunkyu #kim junkyu x reader #kimjunkyu x reader #treasurefanfic #treasurefic

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jinpanman · 3 years

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ult group question game

tagged by the sweet @baojinnie

tagging: @junghelioseok @hobidreams @thatmultifandomhoe @hauntedlilies @ditzymax @suhdays @kimtaehyunq @yoongsgguktae @chimoona @flytomyjoon @ggukcangetit (you can find a clean copy at the bottom if you wanted to do this <3)

rules: answer questions based off your ult group

well i’m gonna cheat and do two groups. because i can.

1. Who was your first bias?

BTS: jungkookieeee. my precious baby. i love him forever.

BIGBANG: taeyang lol he was a babe

2. Who is your bias now?

BTS: taejin!! i love them with my whole heart. we came a long way LOL

BIGBANG: my top oppa uwuwu literally the only man who will ever be my oppa lol

3. What was the first mv you watched by them?

BTS: if i get technical, the first mv was WOH. back then, i thought bts was the same group as bap hahahahaa i am so sorry for my ignorance.

BIGBANG: oohh hmmmm i think it was la la la. or haru haru. i don’t remember anymore lol

4. What’s your favourite mv?

BTS: bst, save me, fake love

BIGBANG: LETS NOT FALL IN LLOOOOOOVVVE, sober, and love song

5. If you could listen to one of their songs for the rest of your life, which would it be?

BTS: heartbeat! i just love that song so much

BIGBANG: last dance. god. if this were the only song i have to listen for the rest of my life...that’s okay. because at the end of the road, i know they’ll be waiting for me. SOB SOB SOB SOBS OBSOBS I JUST LOVE THEM SO MUCH!!! SO SOS OSOSOSO SO MUCH well now yall know why i have ‘one last dance’ on as my header title lol

6. Who would you want to see them collab with?

i’m gonna be simple af rn and say.....EACH OTHER.!!!!!

but are yall surprised? lol. i will legitimately CRY if bts and bb ever collab. sob sob sob. there’s a reason why my first ever stan url was @/bigbangtansonyeondan lol

but also, i want more subunits within each group PUHLEEAAAZZ.!!! TODAE!!! STILL WAITING!!! I WANT MORE TAEJIN!! I WANT YOONKOOK!! I WANT SIN!!

7. What (mv) concept do you want to see them do?

BTS: something super whack like big bang’s bae bae lol

BIGBANG: what concepts are left, yall......😂😂😂 I JUST WANT THEM TO COME BACK GODDAMNIT!!!!

8. Have you ever had a dream with any of the members in it?

BTS: oh man...yes...i have. multiple times. lol. some of my fics are dreamfics (like my hobi It’s You fic uwu) so thank you brain. sometimes you’re not completely worthless lol. my first dream was a real cute one with yoongi. i’ve had one of jin, tae (feat jk), joon, hobi... still waiting for jk and jimin to visit me in my dreams~

BIGBANG: ooff you know what, i think i’ve only ever dreamed about top LOL i don’t remember anymore though. it’s been so long

9. If you could spend the day with one member, who would it be and what would you do?

BTS: oh man. i hate questions like this and 10 lol. uummmm. maybe jk. i feel like it’d be easy to get along with him and we could just chill at home. ‘cause i like chilling lol. he’d make chilling at home fun.

BIGBANG: can i....say...all of them...lol. but hm, if i had to choose one, i’d choose taeyang or daesung! they both seem like such fun c:

10. Which member do you think you would get on with best?

BTS: i don’t know. djsasj yeah, i really don’t know. who do y’all think i would get along with?

BIGBANG: uuhhhhhh i dont know. probably taeyang. he just seems super chill.

11. Which member do you think you would argue with?

BTS: i’d probably argue with each of them at least once lol

BIGBANG: opposite from bts, i dont know if i’d be brave enough to argue with any of them lmaaoooo. i dont know.

12. If you had to let one member scroll through your tumblr, who would it be?

BTS: urhgfhgghggh NONE OF THEM LMAO. but if it had to be one of them.....either jin or jimin lol. i’d be able to take their relentless teasing. (i just thought about hobi intensely judging me while he’s looking @ my blog and i cringed hahahaha)

BIGBANG: HAHAHAAHA NONE OF THEM GOD. THESE BLACKMAILERS HAHAHAHA. uuummmm. probably daesung. bc he has no social media. so he’d have no way to blackmail me 😂😂😂

clean copy below!

rules: answer questions based off your ult group

1. Who was your first bias?

2. Who is your bias now?

3. What was the first mv you watched by them?

4. What’s your favourite mv?

5. If you could listen to one of their songs for the rest of your life, which would it be?

6. Who would you want to see them collab with?

7. What (mv) concept do you want to see them do?

8. Have you ever had a dream with any of the members in it?

9. If you could spend the day with one member, who would it be and what would you do?

10. Which member do you think you would get on with best?

11. Which member do you think you would argue with?

12. If you had to let one member scroll through your tumblr, who would it be?

#tag you're it

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gunsatthaphan · 4 years

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Isn't it funny how Sarawatine's softest kiss was a hallucination and how HILARIOUS that we were all waiting for something better in the finale lol *sobbing*

HAHAHAHAA akakaADSNDLK i’m fINE

#Anonymous #:))))))))#kill me #2gether #2gether finale #sarawatine #i am: BITTER #anon #ask #answered #doreen answers stuff #ask me things!

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bartsugsy · 6 years

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I was looking at the spoiler photos for Wednesday and I'm expecting a scene of Robert sadly playing with Seb's toy car on the table.

oh good point

i can see it now

rob: *sitting in the mill crying*

aaron: hey babe

rob: oh.... hey...

aaron: i love one man and it is.... guess who??? :DDDD

robert, weakly: ....me?

aaron, sounding like a man who has just murdered two chickens with his bare hands for no other reason than the joy of killing: it’s YOU!! hahahahaa oh my god what a good life

robert: aaron we said goodbye to our son yester-

aaron, gesticulating wildly: our life is ALMOST PERFECT

robert: you destroyed a car the other day whilst sobbing and singing twinkle twinkle little star

aaron: ALMOST PERFECT

robert: aaron...

aaron: BUT DO YOU KNOW WHAT WE NEED????????? A CHILD

robert, holding seb’s toy up: i mean we had one-

aaron: UNTIL YOU GAVE HIM AWAY, YES, BUT HE’S GONE NOW AND THAT’S FINE THAT’S SOOOO FINE I’M FINE WITH IT

robert, smiling awkwardly, teeth gritted: what the fuck

aaron: LET’S HAVE ANOTHER BABY

robert: *staring at his husband*

aaron: I TAKE YOUR HEAVY SILENCE AS AN AGREEMENT THAT YOU’RE ALL FUCKING IN LET’S TELL MY MOTHER

robert: the mother who just buried her own baby

aaron: THAT’S THE ONE I’LL BUY A CAKE

robert: holy fuck

aaron: LETS CELEBRATE WHERE’S THE WHISKEY OH HAHAHA I DRUNK IT ALL MY BAD TIME TO GO GET SOME MORE!!! I’VE LEFT PRINT OUTS ABOUT A SURROGACY PLAN THAT I DEVELOPED AT 3.45AM LAST NIGHT SO WHY DON’T YOU TAKE A READ IT’S ALL SUPER EXCITING

robert: what

aaron: WELL THAT WHISKEY WON’T BUY ITSELF SEE YOU LATER BABE BYE

#this is the future #i can feel it #answering anons #spoilers #Anonymous

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kentaurex · 6 years

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The way you said “I love you.“ (Some fluffy, some angsty prompts)

30: [jensard] Too quick, mumbled into your scarf

more doin the Prompts!

@czigonas

genupdate i haha uh labled the last one with the wrong number its fixed now but im dying inside all the same HAHAhahaas sobs

The blizzard is bad. It hits hard, it hits fast, and it leaves a dozen departures stranded out on the tarmac enveloped in the dark and among increasingly tall mounds of snow.

Francis sits in gloves and jacket and a full winter scarf on the cold airport chairs, gratefully contemplating the fact that he’d called and made Adam get up on time to catch his flight that morning.

It’s been a long day.

It’s only the sight of the first few augs from Adam’s flight quickly scattering from the security checkpoint that makes Francis shake his head clear, yawn a little, and sit up. He recognizes them well. He ought to. Adam had spent the entire flight sending him descriptions and bothering Francis to tell him what he thought their stories were.

I’m a crime writer, not a dramatist, he’d protested. Like that’s helped.

Fine. Then pretend it’s Snakes on a Plane, Adam has said, smugly and stubbornly and much like a man who’d had to be coaxed, threatened, and then blackmailed into getting up on time. Adam has many bad habits. One of which is thinking Francis sounds cute when he’s annoyed, the other of which is having too many pilot friends with international VTOL licenses. Makes him complacent.

Francis can only hope he’s not giving security any trouble. It would be just like him, Francis thinks, to have brought the nanoblades.

Judging by the fact that Adam still is not through security, Francis figures he might be right about the nanoblades.

Francis is usually right, of course.

Two more people stomp out of security – ‘suspicious stranger who nonetheless is a red herring’ and ‘tragic survivor poised to inherit the massive estate’ – and then there he is, voted most likely to stop the crime at the last minute.

His hair is ruffled and messy and entirely flat on one side. He didn’t sleep any on the plane, so he must of dozed off waiting for security. His ACRNM jacket has several deep creases, as if he’s been wearing it this entire time and, knowing him, that’s probably exactly what’s happened. He steps out yawning and rubbing the back of his head while he casts about for Francis. When he spots where Francis is sitting, his shades shhhhk away. His expression softens, and he smiles, just a little.

Hey, he mouths, and his voice sounding out crystal clear on Francis’ infolink.

The mild worried annoyance melts, giving way to relief that Adam’s here, that he’s fine, that all is well. The relief is replaced almost as quickly by something else, something warm and settling that he always gets itchy and anxious about calling love, but…

“You look cold,” Francis says, as Adam walks over. Nervousness has come back and joined the coil of emotions, as it usually does whenever Adam comes back from a long time away. A hundred series of what if what if what ifs that he knows, he knows, Adam’s never done anything to justify. But old habits die hard.

Adam flops down in the seat next to Francis, puts an arm around his shoulder, and pulls him closer.

Francis doesn’t say anything. He doesn’t know what to say. ‘Hello’ is too paltry, ‘welcome back’ is just going to sound bitter and snarky – that’s how he gets. He can feel the edge, and that’s how he gets. He knows it. It’s why he’s not worth it, why he’s never been worth it, why-

Adam bumps his head against Francis’ shoulder, rests there and then proceeds to nudge Francis gently like some sort of overgrown puppy.

“Hey,” he says, looking up. “Hey. Hey, you.”

“What,” Francis says, despite himself. Sounding grumpy. Despite himself.

Francis can feel Adam’s eyes boring into his head. So he makes the mistake of looking down. Adam is grinning at him, with his pretty yellowgreen eyes.

Adam sits up. “It’s a secret,” he says, and waves a hand. “Come here.”

“I’m going to regret this, aren’t I,” Francis complains, but he leans in anyhow.

Adam shakes his head. “Closer.”

“No.”

“Come on.”

“NO.”

“Pretty please?” Adam says, and blinks with false, false innocence.

Francis huffs a sigh, just so it’s clear where he stands on that particular issue.

Adam doesn’t say anything either, just drops his head back down to Francis’ shoulder and then nudges him again. “Okay,” he acknowledges, and then pauses. “You gonna ask me what it is?”

“Fine. What?”

Adam mumbles something in Francis' scarf, eyes alight in what Francis has taken to calling the Evil Intentions mood.

It’s nice to see him happy, though, Francis thinks, and that’s the first thing that disarms him.

The second is when Francis reminds Adam there’s no way in hell he could hear what he said, Adam says I love you. And then he adds And that’s never gonna change.

And then he steals Francis’ scarf. Which, Adam points out as Francis storms after him, is technically actually Adam’s scarf, but that has no bearing and no relevance on the situation at hand in the slightest, Francis thinks.

#i got nothing else to add to that or id be here all night and #jensard #i cant tel where to jump cut this so long post i guess #long post #uh frank i only have 2 friends with international vtol licenses #uh huh thats two too many #and suppose you add in there the *un*licensed ones hm #kentaurex n0tebook ‐ asks and prompts #i meant to do one fromadams pov next but i have been writing francis for like the past two days and i

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