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comfylionsden · 2 years

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Tender Love || E.M X Reader

Pairing: Eddie Munson x AFAB!Reader, Eddie Munson x Australian!Reader, Eddie Munson x Reader

Rating: PG for now - Subject to change if I wanna write more

Summary: Reader has just moved to Hawkins from Australia. She was the local freak back down under but now that she’s been given a fresh chance to start over she’s gonna give it her best to try and fit in, but of course it all goes to hell and like moths to a flame you and Eddie are drawn to each other. (I suck at summaries sorry asdfghjkl;)

Warnings: Reader has really bad anxiety, low self esteem and mentions of depression. She is also a massive cry baby. Eddie has a thing for reader having teary eyes. Use of Y/N and also Chrissy is an angel and her and Y/N are gonna be best buddies!!! No Chrissy slander or hurt in this fic!!!!!

Word Count: 5.2k

AN: Hello! This is my first ever piece of written fiction! I have 0 background in writing but after having my Eddie playlist on repeat for the past few weeks my hands literally HAD to type this out or I’d simply DIE. No one proof read this so sorry for any mistakes I tried my hardest to comb them out! I hope you enjoy! I may possibly write another chapter in the future!

<3 Hope you enjoy!

Standing in the cool morning air, the sun peaking over the tree line stood a young girl in front of Hawkins High School. Her name was y/n. You were ripped up from your somewhat uncomfortable roots of Australia and moved across the globe for your fathers work at a newly opened hospital and research facility in Hawkins. The roots were uncomfortable because you were a known freak, a nerd and a geek. You love anime and comics, are a certified metal head, a bit of an artist type, and finally you LOVE dungeons and dragons.

The only saving grace while being the town freak was how you spent the past five or so years building up a small group of friends who loved the same things as you and accepted you for all your flaws and shortcomings. In fact as a parting gift, your party of heroes gave you a special dice set containing one die from everyone’s own favourite set to make a complete set for you. To say you bawled your eyes out at your going away party from this gesture would be an understatement.

Now here you are, starting all over again. You knew you were awkward, your anxiety was your biggest enemy and it made it so hard for you to socialize but you wanted to make this year as normal as possible. You wanted to make the most of this fresh start and you are gonna do your best to fit in.

You glanced down at your watch with an audible gulp. ‘7:46am… should be enough time to find home room before nine.’ You thought to yourself as you glanced back up to the school's front doors. “It is not the strength of the body but the strength of the spirit y/n…” you sighed out, taking your first step into her new life. ‘Tolkien give me strength’.

The halls were almost empty, gazing around you saw only a few people, those going to sports practice or clubs before class. The quiet and emptiness of it eased your nerves, crowds were another source of discomfort for your poor self. As you walked around aimlessly trying to take note of what class was where and where things were you passed a school notice board. There were flyers for upcoming school events, any recent news and clubs advertising for new members.

Under all the advertisements something caught your eye, a small piece of ratty paper with the words ‘Hellfire club’ scribbled on with a big drawing of a flail, some dice and a demon. It piqued your interest but it had no contact information on it so you just shrugged to yourself and continued on your path.

You passed by your home room around 3 times, investigating the quickest ways out of the school, to the bathrooms and to the cafeteria and figuring out any potential quiet spots. After about an hour of this you meandered back to your home room and slowly opened the door. As you looked in, the handful of students already at their desks peered up to you and just /stared/. This unnerved you and all you could do was let out a little squeak and a wave of your hand with a quiet “G‘ morning…” following after.

Your eyes instantly spotted the entire back row of the class was empty and you speed walked your way right there. You sat yourself down and sighed with relief. About five minutes before the bell a few jocks walked in with a few cheerleaders. You only caught the names of two: Chrissy and Jason.

You didn’t pay much mind to Jason, but you couldn’t help but focus on Chrissy. She was so pretty! You stared at her in complete adoration. You didn’t really have cheerleaders back in Australia so seeing one in person was an awesome experience. You could hear her giggle and talk with her friends, she seemed so lovely. You cursed yourself for having terrible social skills, horrid anxiety AND not the most top notch self esteem or you’d have half a mind to introduce yourself to her. But alas before that thought could spiral the bell rang and everyone took their seats. There was only one chair empty and it was to the left of you.

Your home room teacher Mrs Fitzgerald walked in, giving out good mornings casually and clearing her throat.

“Alright everybody, we have a very special lady joining us today—” oh god no.

“Her name is Y/N L/N and she is all the way from down under in Australia!” Please stop.

“Why don’t you come up here and introduce yourself Y/N matey and give us a G’Day!” Oh Jesus H Christ. This was literally your worst nightmare, a terrible Australian accent AND introducing yourself. You had a feeling it would happen but taking a seat at the back was your attempt to stop it dead in its tracks. Curse well organised teachers.

You pushed your chair out from under you, your stomach was turning as you slowly walked your way up past everyone not even DARING to look at a single person. When you reach the front of class you turn to see the sea of eyes looking at you like you were fresh meat. You were going to be SICK. You looked around and your eyes fell on someone and you strangely felt like this was gonna be the thing that saves you right now. Your eyes met Chrissy’s. She was staring up at you in awe, eyes wide as she rested her chin on her hands, leaning forward in her chair to listen keenly onto every word you said.

“Uh good mornin’ everyone… My name is Y/N but you can just call me Y/N/N if you’d like.” You kept eye contact with Chrissy the whole time and it was working. It was like she was a calming energy to your very anxious self and this was your attempt to just introduce yourself to her and not the rest of the class.

“I’m from a city called Melbourne, my dad is from New Zealand and I am half native New Zealander. I like art and I hope we can all get along.” There were some whispers among the crowd about your heritage, astonished since honestly some people don’t even know New Zealand had native people. You hated saying native but if you just said you were half Māori you doubted anyone would understand and you weren’t in the mood to explain while trying to introduce yourself and out yourself as a socially awkward freak IMMEDIATELY.

You have a slight bow and gauged by Chrissy's big beaming smile and her starting to clap and welcome you that you didn’t freak her out at least. Before you could scurry back to your seat, the class door swung up and under its archway stood a scruffy mop of a man, his hellfire shirt catching your eye as you remembered the paper on the notice board. The smell of smoke wafted to you and part of you couldn’t help but enjoy it, kind of reminded you of home, in the backyard during summer. His rings glinted in the light, jeans ripped and dirty reeboks and he just looked so… hot! He was exactly your type and you hated yourself for it! What kind of thoughts were these to be having about someone you’ve just seen! You didn’t need to wait for an introduction, Mrs Fitzgerald did it for him.

“Edward Munson, you are late! How do you expect to graduate this year when you can’t even make it to your home room on time!”

He paid no mind to Mrs Fitzgerald but was eyeing you off instead. This meek little lamb standing at the front of class. You had your hair tied back in a low pony, some black, baggy jumper clinging for dear life to your shoulders, some ripped up shorts that were just a little too short for his imagination and some ratty old red chucks. The thing that caught his attention most were your dewy eyes. You looked like you were going to break down at the slightest breeze and it made his heart beat a few beats quicker.

He needed to draw his attention away from you and turned to Mrs Fitzgerald and made some horns with his fingers and gaudy face at the teacher in question as he spun on his heel to saunter down to the last free desk. The one to your left. You were internally screaming, this day was already going off to a GREAT start (not). Now you had to be stuck next to the hottest guy in the school for all your home room classes. Once home room was done you sprung out of your chair and got the fuck out of there. Your tummy was hurting from the anxiety so bad, you just wanted to get away from the stud next to you before you died from nerves.

Just before you could make it to your next class, English, an already familiar face came into view…

“Hey Y/N! My names Chrissy!” She beamed at you as she stepped next to you and matched your walking speed. She noticed the small jump you did, when she just came out of what felt like NOWHERE to you.

“Oh gosh I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean to scare you! Are you heading to Mr Ray's English class?” She asked, with you immediately returning with a nod. You were way too shy to say anything and you could feel your face going red.

“Oh that’s perfect! I’m all alone in his class and I’m in need of an English friend so we can sit together!” She took the initiative to interlock your arms together, your face going from a soft pink to a bright red almost instantly, eyes darting from your arms to her smile. Her smile was gentle and Chrissy picked up that you were shy almost instantly. Anyone could honestly, you thought you had it under lock and key but if you could see yourself all you’d see is a shaking leaf.

During class all Chrissy and you did was talk really, asking one about the other, you opening up to Chrissy about your less mainstream interests and she accepting them with almost open arms. Chrissy was a bright beacon for your first day and you were grateful to have met someone as fun and as outgoing as her. After class, you both went separate ways for your next class but she said to come have lunch with her and her friends after! She was rearing to introduce you to Jason and the basketball team.

Chrissy meets you at your class before lunch, she is jumping up with excitement to introduce her new friend to her boyfriend. In English she was gushing about him ecstatically and you were hoping he was as nice as his wonderful girlfriend. You walk into the cafeteria with Chrissy hand in hand, she pointed and started to wave at Jason but your attention was drawn elsewhere. In the corner you saw him again, Edward Munson. He was sitting at the head of the table with a group of guys in the same ‘Hellfire club’ Shirt. Your gaze was so drawn to the mystery man you didn’t notice that it had caught the attention of Jason. It didn’t take a lot to see who you were looking at. “Why you staring at Eddie ‘the freak’ Munson new girl? Amazed someone could be that ugly?” He chuckled out which in turn earned a push on the arm from Chrissy. Your face was back to its stock standard red not only from the embarrassment at how obvious you were being but also something you hadn’t felt in a REALLY long time… Annoyance. Not like the kind where you have to wait for something longer than it should take but more like you hear a sound and that sound just annoys you. What Jason said was really annoying.

“Why do you call him a freak? He seems nice enough, kind cool honestly.” You ask him, taking your seat next to Chrissy. Jason doesn’t hesitate to unleash his grievances of the man known as Eddie Munson. He’s a freak, he’s into hard metal rock music, he plays Dungeons and Dragons which is a satanic cult game, he does drugs and smokes and drinks! He’s a complete menace to Hawkins society and Jason won’t stand for it! You glance over at Chrissy while Jason is on his high horse and see her slightly roll her eyes. Good to know she doesn’t agree with his raving and ranting.

“So do you see why I do what I do Y/N? He’s no good and if I were you I wouldn’t hang around him or his satanic cult!” Jason bellowed and you looked up at him, your bottom lip quivering ever so faintly. There was no fucking way he could know you were a massive geek cause from everything you just heard this guy and his friends hated people like Eddie and by the sounds of it he was your people. Chrissy was so nice and accepting when you admitted your love for comics and anime and dungeons and dragons, how could her boyfriend be so judgemental? Chrissy didn’t look at you but she gave your hand a comforting squeeze. Despite how bubbly and almost ditzy her personality came across you could already tell she was extremely empathetic and that was exactly what you needed right now. Usually Eddie would have chimed in by now at Jason's bitchin’ about him but he was focused way too hard on you. He was hyper fixated from across the cafeteria on the smallest things about you right now that made him seethe but also made him weak at the knees. Your once again wet eyes, the soft bounce of your thigh against the seat and that little shake in your bottom lip. You seemed anxious and upset and it was making him mald. Since he first laid eyes on you this morning you’d be sitting in Eddie's mind all pretty and darling like you were this morning next to him.

He saw the way your gaze had lingered when you’d look at him and how you’d snuck quite the handful of stares at him in home room. Dustin yelled his name for the fifth time in a row trying to pry his attention away from you and back to the conversation. Eddie flung a pretzel square in his face. “SHUDDUP- I’m listening shuddup.” He yelled back to Dustin, joining back into discussions about the club this afternoon but his eyes never really left you, watching you almost protectively. You followed along with Chrissy, Jason and their friends all day. You felt like you stuck out like a sore thumb, no uniform like them, definitely not sporty and you thought of yourself akin to an ugly duckling compared to their good looks. You thought you’d survived the day, listening to Chrissy and Jason chat next to your locker with a few others on the basketball team. Chrissy wasn’t cheering this afternoon and invited you to watch the boys train. You’d agreed, your dad wouldn’t be home tonight so no one was expecting you anytime soon. All seemed to be going well when you pulled your art binder out of your locker. A whole stack of art you hadn’t secured in the binder fell out all over the floor. Art from all your Dungeons and Dragons sessions that you had drawn. Bloodied battle scenes, cultish depictions, your tiefling ranger praying at an altar to her deity. The blood left your face, you were as pale as a sheet as Jason quickly leaned down to pick up the art, at first complimenting it but at second glance he stared a bit hard, squinting at it almost like he couldn’t believe his eyes.

Chrissy chimed in, exclaiming how good it is and how creative you are! All the love and support from this cheerleading angel couldn’t quell the dread that washed over you as Jason looked up to you from your art and quietly asked you “Y/N… What is all this?” Chrissy instantly jumped into action telling Jason to drop it and to give you the art back. That it wasn’t a big deal and that you were new and he should be nice to you! Your eyes grew to the size of plates as a few other members of the basketball team gathered to look at the art. Cringe, disgust, fear all on each face. Everything was going so well, sure you had a rocky start but Chrissy's company made it easier! Panic began to set in, what if Chrissy didn’t want to be seen around you after this? What would others say about you? You just wanted to fit in and not be judged! You just wanted to have a normal first day!

Before you know it one of Jason's friends makes comment about how “It makes sense she’d be a freak, her accent is so fucking weird she sounds like some backwater hick…” and then another pipes up with a “She said she was a native to New Zealand? I bet they do some really freaky stuff dude…” Chrissy's yells for them to stop it fell on deaf ears; both theirs and yours. You just wanted a void portal to open up and swallow you whole right now but that wasn’t going to happen so you did the only thing you knew. You ran. You ripped your art from Jason's hands and grabbed the paper up from the ground. The paper became wrinkled and ripped and the graphite became smudge but right now you didn’t care. You just wanted to get the fuck out of there. Of course, at the end of the day the halls were crowded and it felt like every single eye was on you, judging and admonishing you for your likes. Your chest began to get tighter and your sight became blurry from the hot tears threatening to FINALLY spill. Your legs threatened to give way at any moment as you pushed your way through people in the halls and so to protect yourself from any further embarrassment you opened the first door with the lights out. Surely there would be no one there, clubs would need lights and you would have a quiet and dark place to cry alone until it was less crowded and you could slink home.

You slammed the door closed behind you and you could finally hear your own heartbeat and your breathing. It was uneven and heavy, like your lungs had been drowning this entire time. You wiped your tears off your cheeks and slid down the door, landing on your butt with a soft thud. You threw your head back against the door to try and help clear your eyes and help you breathe a little better . “Ehem-” Just when you thought nothing could get worse, you bring your head back and see the entire Hellfire Club staring at you, including the LAST person you wanted to see, Eddie. From the point of view of Hellfire, you looked like a deer that had just been hit by a car and was about to be hit by ANOTHER car with how you were looking at them all. Without saying a word, you slowly start to stand up against the door, not breaking eye contact and feeling around for the door handle but before you can spin around and flee once you feel the cold metal of the handle Eddie is next to you. He pulls you to his side and swings open the door, but doesn't let you leave. He’s got a tight grip on your forearm and he uses his free hand to wave the group out announcing “Alright boys, play times over get out.”

Dustin sprung up from his chair about to ask why the fuck they were canning Hellfire over a girl but when Eddie heard the squeak of the chair he craned his head to give Dustin a very stern ‘Do-not-push-it-kid’ Look. Gareth came up behind him and Mike and started ushering them out along with everyone. Members in Hellfire knew after long enough when Eddie said to get out you got OUT.

Once the last party member left Eddie closed the door behind him. You couldn’t even look at Eddie, you could feel his gaze on you and you couldn’t help but let more tears flow freely. “Hold my hand, count to ten and breathe in. You’re gonna give yourself a heart attack at this rate.” He whispered gently to you, holding out his silver clad fingers.

Hesitantly, your shaking hands reached out for his. The second your fingers touched his palms, Eddie engulfed your hands with his. With a soft ‘Ready?’ you nod and he begins doing deep breathes in and out, you following and trying to match his pace despite how shaky and uneven you were. You kept going until he could feel your hands shaking less. You gave Eddie a very small nod and let go of his hands. He lingered for a moment, feeling your hands let go of his but he didn’t want to let go. Once he did let go, you both stood looking at each other and it took less than thirty seconds for you to once again break down again, this time full blown sobs and weeps leaving you. You fell to your knees once again. “God today fucking sucks!” You cried out between hiccups.

Your eyes were closed, you could feel them becoming red and puffy from just how much hard you had been crying this afternoon. You felt like you were gonna pass out but before that could come to fruition, Eddie had knelt down beside you and pulled you into his chest with a warm, tight embrace. His bleeding heart ached for the new girl. Your need for a hug and affection outweighed the awkwardness and shock of being hugged by this stranger. You clung onto his vest and it just pulled at his heart strings more. Those assholes seriously couldn’t wait for the new girl to get settled before tormenting her?

Once your weeps turned to whimpers, and you had cried a puddle into Eddie's shirt, you sat there wondering how to pierce the silence between you two. You peered over Eddie's shoulder and found something you could carry a conversation about. "What campaign are you guys playing?”

Eddie’s head spun at the question and yanked her off him to look her over with a face of bewilderment. “Excuse me?” His eyes were nearly popping out of his skull, his grip on your shoulders tight and slightly painful. The switch that flipped him from gentle to surprised over such a simple question was quite sobering for your anxiety.

“Your campaign?” You stared back, a little confused at his own confused reaction. She pointed to the DM screen and books and then it dawned on her what she interrupted with her panic attack— “ohmygod I’m so sorry! I didn’t realize anyone was in here, I feel like such an ass GOD” you blurted out in a single breath. You held your head in your hands in utter defeat. “God could today get ANY worse?”

Eddie just stared down at her, his brain still processing that this new mystery girl knew what dungeons and dragons was. “You know what all this is?” He gestured to the table with character sheets, dice and books scattered around. He wasn’t not expecting to get the answer he got.

“Know it? Dude I PLAY it! This was the saving grace in Australia! Which is why I feel like such an ass! You dismissed the party because of me bursting into the first dark room I saw! I’m such a stupid idiot I’m so sorry—”

“Hey hey slow down there—“ Eddie pulled you closer to him again and rubbed your shoulders. “You aren’t a stupid idiot, don’t say that about yourself. Those little assholes can deal with an early finish for today. What kind of adventurer would I be if I didn’t prioritize a damsel in distress!”

You actually laughed for the first time since your dad told you they were moving to Indiana fucking HAWKINS. For the past few months all these changes did nothing for your mental health and you’d found it hard to find any peace. Today was an emotional rollercoaster of anxiety, relaxation, fear, annoyance, paranoia and now joy? “Mate I’m not some kind of princess, I’m a tiefling ranger.” You laughed out.

Eddie had to bite his tongue, wanting to blurt out how you actually were a princess. For every glance you gave him today, he gave it back to you when you weren't looking. All day he wanted to say something, he felt something was off when you sat with Chrissy at lunch. Sure Chrissy was an angel but he knew Jason was an ass to say the least and despite how well you thought you hid it, you looked one light breeze away from having a meltdown every time Eddie saw you.

You couldn’t tell from outward appearances but you’d be a great addition to hellfire and he feels like such an idiot for not approaching you sooner during the day especially after he caught you eyeing off the hellfire club note on the notice board!

There was an awkward silence for a moment. ‘How much worse can this day get, just go for it’ you thought while rummaging in your book bag, pulling out the black binder “Wanna see my tiefling?” Eddie just nods at the question and she flips through it, grimacing at the torn, crumpled, smudged and ripped pages from your quick getaway but thankfully your tiefling ranger escaped harm's way. You held the binder out to him, waiting for the very casual “Oh cool” remark like you usually get from others when they’d look at your art but instead Eddie gave quite the reaction.

Eddie grabbed the book from you and stared at the picture in awe. It was beautifully shaded and her character was gorgeous (just like yourself, Eddie thought) . It was honestly brilliant and Eddie didn’t hold back “YOU DREW THIS?” You giggled and nodded, cheeks tinged red at his amazement. “This is… this is AMAZING!! You have to come back when we have a full house here and show everyone this and anything else you’ve got! They’ll go insane for it!” You just kept giggling out of embarrassment and some coyness, mumbling little ‘Oh stop it!’ Between your laughs.

Eddie handed back your binder and asked “Think you’d be interested in picking d&d back up?” You nodded so hard your neck would snap with just a bit more force. “God yes, only if you have room of course!” Eddie smirked and nudged at your arm. “For you? I’ll make an exception.” He winked at you before loudly announcing “ Welcome to hellfire club sweetheart! Consider today fate! —“ he said, jumping to his feet in an explosive gesture, holding his hands out to her. “And consider this room your sanctuary! You are always welcome to escape here and your band of merry adventures will beat the shit out of anyone who tries to breach our doors!”

You reached for Eddie’s hand, laughing loudly along with Eddie at his protective declaration to her. Looking down at you in the moment, Eddie’s heart quickened once again, holding the soft hand of a blushing girl with dewy cheeks and eyes who was giggling because of him and not at him! In that same instance, you gazed up into his warm brown eyes and big grin, his warm hand encompassing her own and the pet name “sweetheart” lingering in your ears. If you could you would live in this moment forever. In one swift movement the moment ended as Eddie hoisted you up from the floor back to your feet.

“Want me to drive you home?” He glanced down at his watch to check the time. Before you could hum and uhh at his offer he said “Consider it a part of my duties to my sad little ranger~ Can't have you wandering these strange lands after such a distressing day huh?” You couldn’t help but giggle more at the scary looking metal head being a total goofball. God did he know how to tickle her funny bone and oh god did your giggle sound like a beautiful song to him.

“You’re not trying to stalk me are you?” You asked, giving him a smirk with some side eye. Eddie couldn’t believe his ears. He grabbed his chest like he had been shot and staggered back “NEVER! I am if nothing but a gentleman! You wound me sweetheart!” There it was again. That delicious pet name. Goddamnit.

On the walk to his van and ride to her house, they asked each a plethora of questions, their favourite bands, Eddie’s other hobbies including music, his band and his side hustle. Eddie learned you love nature and hikes, the beach and you want to be an artist as a career.

As you both pull up to your house, you muster up the courage to tell him something more intimate. “Thanks for everything this afternoon Eddie. For comforting me, inviting me to hellfire and just… being kind. Today started off so bad and since I found out I was moving here I’ve been struggling a lot. I felt like at any minute my life is just gonna collapse in on itself—“ you rambled whole making all these gestures. Talking about it seemed to help you and Eddie was nothing but keen to help you.

“—and I’ve felt like I’ve been up shit creek without a paddle and you were my life line this arvo.” Without warning you leaned over his centre console and hugged him with all your strength. You whispered a meek thank you to Eddie and when you pulled back you once again had Eddie’s heart in a death lock.

Dewy eyes and bright red cheeks and quivering bottom lip as you tried so hard to hold back from bawling at the man’s kindness. Words couldn’t express how thankful you were Eddie saved your first day from being a complete disaster.

“I’ll see you tomorrow!” You jumped out of his car with a smile and ran to your front door, turning around and giving him a big sincere wave. God damnit he was down bad and there was nothing he could do to stop.

You ran STRAIGHT up to your room, locking the door and screaming into your pillow. You just spilled her entire GUTS to someone she literally just met today! What a first impression. You were nervously awaiting tomorrow to be told “you’re too much of a cry baby for hellfire so you are out” from Eddie but little did you know Eddie SPED out of your driveway so he could flop in his own bed as he mindlessly strummed at his guitar, thinking about how fate blessed him with you today.

#eddie munson x reader #eddie x reader #eddie munson x fem!reader #eddie munson x afab reader #eddie munson #stranger things #stranger things s4 #stranger things no spoilers #eddie munson fic #eddie munson fluff

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shadowbends · 1 year

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15 Questions, 15 Mutuals

I was tagged by @calliopechild!

Rules: answer the questions and tag fifteen mutuals

1. Are you named after anyone?

Hilariously, just the opposite. There was a tradition on my mom’s side of the family; for five generations the eldest daughters all carried the same middle name—my mom, my grandma, my great-grandmother and so on. My mom thought that that was boring though, so when I was born she broke the tradition. Her and grandma had a fight about it apparently. XD

2. When was the last time you cried?

A few days ago, when my boyfriend was trying to describe stevia and kept calling it “sativa”.

3. Do you have kids?

No, and I don’t intend to. That’s for personal reasons, though; I really love kids. Some days, I swear I get along with them better than adults. XD

4. Do you use sarcasm a lot?

I feel like I did a lot as a kid? These days not so much. 8|a

5. What’s the first thing you notice about people?

Their name, if they give it. Otherwise, facial features I suppose..

6. What's your eye color?

Dark brown

7. Scary movies or happy endings?

Happy endings, if I’m only allowed to choose between the two. 8. Any special talents?

Patience and pattern sorting. I’m on Level 9606 of Candy Crush, if that’s any indication. Tbh I’m not sure if you’d call it a talent or concern. >>;

9. Where were you born?

A place few people know exist.

...No really, I was born in Idaho. Even among Americans, you’d be surprised how little people have heard of Idaho. Unless you too barely remember Idaho, in which case I’ll just go back to being a cryptid now.

10. What are your hobbies?

Reading fanfic, playing D&D, a couple of mobile games here and there.

11. Any pets?

I used to have cats! I was very allergic to them, but I loved them so. No pets at present, however.

12. What sports do you play/have played?

I wasn’t allowed to play sports. I always wanted to do gymnastics as a kid, but alas. ):

13. How tall are you?

More like “how short”, lmao. I’m 5′2 with shoes on.

14. Favorite subject in school?

I really loved photography! I did a lot of artsy extracurriculars I enjoyed, but that one was probably my favorite.

15. Dream job?

This is going to make me sound like the most boring person, but tbh I'd love to be a librarian or work in a bookstore. The customer service wouldn’t be as fun, but sorting books? I could literally do that happily for hours.

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The meme said tag 15 mutuals, but I don’t have that many, asdfghjkl. So! I’ll just tag 5 here, though no one feel pressured to do unless you want to! (And if we’re mutuals and I don’t tag you but you want to do this, go for it!) But for now: @beanbagologist, @somescribblybits, @camlations, @starsurges, and @rhinocio!

#thanks for the tag!#meme #pi says things

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mingiswow · 2 years

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Boyfriend!Seungmin

⚠ English is not my native language, so pardon me if there’s any mistake. And you can always tell me what’s wrong.

Thanks, anon for the request! Sorry if took me a while 💖💖

our little puppy

not so little but oh well

omg my mind goes places with this boy

but because he’s so evil lmao

but okay leggo

you and him have been friends for quite some time

you met through school friends

you guys are part of the same squad (do people still use this word? idk)

and you have the biggest crush on him for like forever

but was too afraid to say something and kinda ruin the friendship and the group

so you just kept to yourself

and your best friend

That accidentally let it slip when she drunk texted Seungmin thinking it was you

Any resemblance to real life is purely coincidental 🤡

He was genuinely surprised because he never thought you reciprocated his feelings

He just sent a print screen of the text she sent with “how about a date next Friday?”

You were so shocked, to say the least

1) you were going to murder your best friend

2) also you needed to thank her

3) asdfghjkl he liked you back

he took you to a cute little ice cream parlor

And you guys talked to each other for hours

Like… you were friends already but this was different

It was more intimate

after the date, he walked you home and asked if he could kiss you

because I’ll be honest here: Seungmin is pretty straightforward

He’s not afraid to tell the things he feels and wants

Even if deep down he is a little bit afraid

And when you guys kissed you knew it was him

So it didn’t take long for him to ask you to be his s/o

but we all know he is going to be the ironic boyfriend, right?

he has a sharp tongue

Which may lead to some arguments between the two of you

But he can’t help it, sometimes just slips out of his mouth and when he sees it you’re mad at him

I feel like if the arguments get more heated than usual he won’t assume he is wrong (if it’s the case)

His pride is quite thick

So you’ll have to learn to give way

but those arguments don’t happen often so don’t worry

He loves laying his head on your lap and to listen or talk about the day

Play with his hair and he’ll be at your mercy

He loves having you playing with his hair

also, give him massages on his shoulder or back and he’ll ask you to marry him

He loves your food

Doesn’t matter what it is

If you made it, he loves it

Loves taking you out to fancy dinners as well

He is definitely not a fan of pda

He doesn't feel comfortable with it

He’ll only hold your hand or smth like this if he feels like there’s someone getting too comfortable with you

He’s is not the jealous type

He needs to be really pissed to become jealous

Like the day he took you to an event and a senior idol was hitting on you even when you said you were taken

So he just pulled you close to him and walked away and pressed you against the closest wall

He’ll look deep into your eyes before finally relaxing, putting his head on your neck

“I love you so much, please don’t leave me”

That’s the moment you see him being vulnerable

Which makes you fall even more for him

Kiss him with all your love and he’ll know you won’t leave him

Ok Seungmin kisses

Slow

Passionate

Starts with little pecks all over your face until reaching your lips

He takes his time so he can feel every piece of his body reacting to the intimate touch

Hold your face between his hand

And just keep holding it until he can’t take anymore and pulls you closer by the waist

I know you want this so here you go

Nsfw from here on

He is a lover

That’s all I have to say

Just kidding

But fr he loves appreciating your body

Will touch, feel, kiss, lick, and bite every inch of it

And compliments you while doing so

He takes your pleasure first

He is a giver

He’ll go down on you and make sure you have at least two orgasms

He loves seeing you give yourself wholly to him

To trust your pleasure to him

So he’ll give you everything he has and a little bit more

And he can last quite some time

So expect a night full of love and pleasure

He’s is not a very kinky guy but there are certain things that turn him on

Sit on his face/fuck his face and he’ll eat you out like it’s his last meal

The boy knows how to use his tongue and mouth so take advantage of

Provoke him on his nipples and he'll see stars

Let him cum on your face and he’s in heaven

Has a foot fetish as well so play with his dick with your feet and boy oh boy he’ll be cumming in seconds

also if you happen to have boobs (no matter the size) he'll love to fuck them

The king of aftercare

He’ll run a bath for you both and rub moisturizers and bath butter on your skin

Likes to put on romantic slow music and bring some food and wine so you can recharge your energies and talk a little bit more

If you feel sleepy he’ll sing for you

Watch you sleep but not in a creepy way

Has a folder on his phone full of cute pictures of you sleeping that he’s planning to print someday

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helliontherapscallion · 3 years

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Anon who’s dog had a seizure. I wanted to be able to give a positive update, but I won’t be able to. I was woken up by a call at around 1:30am from my mom and the first thing she said was “[my dogs name] died”

I don’t know all the details, I was in a full fledge panic attack and was overcome with despair when it was either explained to me or I overheard (frankly, I don’t remember) but apparently at some point either last night or veryyyyy early this morning my mom let the dog out to use the restroom, and he collapsed again similarly to how he did two days ago. My mom rushed him to the emergency vet (a thirty minute drive) but he didn’t even make it there.

I think I was dry heaving at some point because my panic was so bad. I ended up going to the vet with my dad so I could say goodbye (he had before my mom left with the dog) and ngl, going with him did not help in the slightest. My dad has NPD and he kept making the situation about himself and I stg I was ready to throw myself out the car window in the middle of the freeway and walk the rest of the way there OOP—

I was afraid we wouldn’t be able to because of Covid, but we were allowed to all head into the vet and hold him and give proper goodbyes before they took him to be cremated (they have a partnership with some place that does all that jazz). It was rough. He’s a small dog, only 18 pounds, but just holding him felt so different. There was no resistance when I picked him up (I’m not his favorite person lol, so he’d always deadpan and shuffle away a little from me before giving in whenever i’d make grabby hands hahaha) and it was just rough.

A year and a half ago my old bird passed away in that same emergency vet, so I just felt like I was suffocating the whole time. It was basically history repeating itself and I had a ✨mental breakdown✨ while cradling the pooch. My mom almost had to drag me out 2.5 hours later because I didn’t want to leave him. I tried to be strong, he was her dog in the end and they had an unbreakable bond. I should’ve been the one comforting her, not the other way around. I totally failed lol.

Thank god I was able to go home with my mom and not my dad. I wanted to be the one to drive home so she could rest, but I didn’t have the energy to protest when I saw she was already in the drivers seat.

We’ve had him since he was a few months old. I was in first grade at the time, and despite us having a very rocky start (young me didn’t like all the attention he received bc it used to be mine) he was my lil buddy and I would have done anything for him. I was looking forward to taking my senior and graduation pictures with him soon, but it seems like that won’t be happening. I just wish I did more with him.

Sorry for rambling and being so depressing! I haven’t gotten much sleep over the past two nights so I’m really out of it.

If it’s not too much to ask for, could I have a part ii of my previous request but have it involving what I wrote above? Asdfghjkl my depressed ass needs comfort and all of my friends are in school LOL. (Thank god I was called off from school this time) Plus, I don’t wanna make my mom feel worse by adding my grief on top of her own (I hope that made sense)

Part 1

(A/N): anon, I’m so sorry to hear about your dog. From what you sent me about him, he sounded like an absolute delight to be around and a very good boy. You deserve to grieve too, even if you don’t think you should. Grieving is healthy and it’s something that shouldn’t be ignored. Everyone grieves differently, so maybe you and your mom could reminisce on the good times with him? Only if you both feel comfortable doing so of course. Please get some sleep, drink plenty of water, and eat some food if you haven’t already. My DMs are always open if you ever want to talk <3

Warnings: death of a dog and bird (mentioned), panic attacks, NPD parent mention

You were jolted awake by a loud ring from your phone laying on your nightstand. It was the ringtone you specifically set for your mom. Blinking deliriously, you answered with a raspy, “mom?”

You were only met with her choked sobs on the other end. This woke you up completely as you turned on a lamp and sat up fully in your bed, “mom what’s wrong?”

“(Dog name)...” She was unable to say your dog's name before she broke into more harsh sobbing. Worry and fear pricked your gut at the mention of your dog’s name. “What about (dog name)? What’s going on?”

“He d-died, (y/n). He isn’t suffering anymore.” You felt as if ice cold water was poured onto you as you sat staring at the wall in shock. Faintly you heard your mom telling you how it happened, but you didn’t register her words. The words that came out of your mother’s mouth were nearly incomprehensible anyways due to her distress. You didn’t know when she hung up, but the next time you looked at the phone screen your homescreen met you: a picture of you, Techno, Wilbur, and Tommy at an amusement park.

Your panic attack had escalated to you dry heaving over the toilet after puking up your dinner. You felt like you were suffocating as you remembered the techniques Techno used a few days prior. You stumbled up from a crouch and scrambled over to the sink. Your hands could barely grab the faucet and turn it on as you lost most of your sense of spatial awareness and everything you touched felt distant, like every single synapse in your body was both simultaneously working in overdrive and failing at the same time. The water was as cold as it was going to get, so you plunged your hands into the liquid and felt your body jolt at the temperature. After a while, your hands turned numb after regaining some senses back so you shakily cupped your hands under the faucet and gathered water into your hands. You splashed it at your face and felt yourself becoming more grounded as time passed.

By the time you left the bathroom, your dad gathered you into the car and started to drive you to the emergency vet. The entire time he was ranting about how you needed to pull yourself together because the dog was closer to him than to you. That definitely did not help in any way, it made you want to jump out of the car and walk the rest of the way to the vet. It would be better than having someone constantly belittling you for grieving. The ride was hell, but you persevered for (dog name). You needed to say goodbye to him.

When you left the car and walked into the building, it felt as if you were walking through the nine rings of hell with blazing infernos licking at your skin with every step. Dread and despair filled and overwhelmed you with every step.

When a nurse escorted you to the room, she offered you her condolences and left you to say goodbye. With wide eyes, you slowly walked over to your mom and saw the motionless bundle of fur in her hands. It looked like he was sleeping, but you knew better. She looked at you with so much heartbreak and sadness as tears slipped down her cheeks that you remembered that he was her dog in the end and they’ve always had an unbreakable bond. You needed to be strong for her.

Your stony facade broke the second your mom handed you (dog name). He was cold and stiff as he laid unmoving in your arms, not even trying to wiggle out of your embrace like he always did. You were never his favorite person. He felt so… different. So wrong.

Time passed around you as you held him and cried into his fur. This situation was very similar to your previous one that happened about a year and a half ago when your bird passed away and that was what finally sent you over the edge. Before you knew it, your mom was dragging you out of the building so he could get cremated. Your dad had long since gone home so he could get ready for work, so that left you to ride home with your mom. Not that you were complaining, it was certainly better than riding home with your dad. You just wished that you could drive so she could get some rest.

By time you got home, it was about the same time you would leave for school. As you were driving down your neighborhood, you saw a very familiar car pass you. It was Techno, Wilbur, and Tommy’s car. They were probably going to school. You kept your head down and stared intensely at your tightly clasped hands.

The second the car was in park in your driveway, you made a beeline for your room. For the rest of the day, you hid underneath your covers and ignored the incessant buzzing of your phone on the nightstand. You spent that time alone having a panic attack. This was your longest and most intense one yet, by the time it finally calmed down it was 10:30 at night.

You smacked your dry lips together and feel absolutely drained. The buzzing still wouldn’t let up, so you reached out with a shaky hand and opened your phone. You had at least eighty combined missed texts from Wilbur, Tommy, and Techno.

Tuesday, Innit?

Yo, the fuck’s goin on?

Why the hell did you ignore us when we passed you???

Music man take me by the hand lead me to the land

Ignore that dumbass

What’s going on? You weren’t at school today

(Y/n)?

Technology Sword

You don’t have to tell us what happened if you’re not comfortable

Just tell us if you’re okay

That was only the start of the messages in the group chat. Granted it was mostly Tommy spamming your name and Wilbur and Techno trying to get him to chill out, but some of the messages managed to calm the swirling panic inside of you slightly. Your phone buzzed as you got another text. This time, it was an individual one from Technoblade.

Technology Sword

Look out your window, grab your notebook

You raised your eyebrows slightly as you read the message. Your window was right across from Technoblade’s, so when you saw Taylor Swift’s “You Belong With Me” music video and showed it to Techno, you both decided that this would be your primary communication before you eventually got phones. It wasted a ton of paper, but you both felt like the main characters in a story so you kept doing it. You hadn’t done this since you got your phone and he got his.

After you grabbed your spare notebook and a sharpie, you sat up in your bed and turned on your lamp. When you opened your curtains, you saw Techno smiling at you before he grabbed his notebook and wrote ‘hello’.

You uncapped your marker, wrote ‘hi’, and shakily raised it to him. You saw him frown at your shakiness, he wrote ‘you okay?’

You stared at your paper for a bit contemplating whether or not you should tell him the truth. It was no use in lying to him, he knew you better than you knew yourself. After a moment, you wrote ‘no’.

You watched as he frowned and his eyebrows crinkled together in an upwards slant. ‘Discord?’

‘Sure’

You closed your curtains once more and opened up your PC. You could already see that Techno, Wilbur, and Tommy were in a separate voice channel. When you joined, you were startled by Tommy’s loud screaming and Wilbur’s hysterical laughter.

“WILBUR YOU PRICK WHY THE FUCK DID YOU DO THAT I WORKED SO HARD GETTING THAT NETHERITE!”

They were interrupted by a knock on Tommy’s door, “Tommy for the love of god it’s almost eleven at night kiddo. You can keep playing but please just keep it down.”

“SORRY DADZA!”

“Good job dumbass,” Wilbur chuckled.

“Hey (y/n), how’re you?” Techno’s somewhat pointed voice interrupted them. “(Y/N)! Please tell Wilbur that it’s not cool to borrow my armor and ‘accidentally’ fall into a lava lake.”

“It was an accident I swear!” Wilbur’s slight chuckle told you otherwise. “Wilbur,” your croaky and wobbly voice scolded him quietly, “not cool.”

The voice channel went silent as you logged into your shared minecraft server. You immediately spawned in the main lobby at spawn that you built the last time you logged in. You got to work gathering wood for walls you were going to build around the city. You saw Techno’s character run to you and help you gather wood.

“...You good, (y/n)?” Tommy’s voice took on an uncharacteristic level of gentleness and concern.

“‘M fine.”

After a while of silence, you heard keyboards start to click again. Gradually conversation started back up and everything felt lighthearted once more. Though, you only talked when you were prompted to. After gathering the correct amount of wood, you and Techno went back to your house so you could craft some slabs. However as you approached the crafting table, you passed your bed. Next to your bed was your pet dog, barking slightly and looking at you with it’s pixel eyes.

You could feel tears well up in your eyes at the sight of the pixelated dog. With a lump forming in your throat you struggled to breathe through it, your breaths coming out shuttering. You made quick work of muting yourself on Discord and started sobbing, the white dog staring at you sitting on top of your minecraft bed. This wasn’t a panic attack, you knew that. But you still felt overcome by a massive wave of grief.

After a bit, you saw Techno’s character pop in front of you and start hitting the air. In chat, you saw that he private messaged you ‘vc 2’

You clicked off the main voice chat and was immediately greeted by Techno’s gentle voice. “What’s goin on buddy?” He was only met with your sobs, “deep breaths.”

“I’m not having a panic attack.”

“Still, deep breaths are good. Follow me.” With that, you two worked on getting your breathing back to normal and your tears slowly stopped. The entire time he was giving you praise and gentle reassurances whenever you tried to apologize to him. By the time you stopped crying you felt almost completely drained.

“You okay now?” You hummed in confirmation, too tired to say anything. “Thank you Tech, I-I’m sorry-”

“Stop apologizing for feeling emotions. They’re one hundred percent valid… Do you feel comfortable telling me what happened?”

“I…” You trailed off as you couldn’t bring yourself to say the words out loud. “You don’t have to tell me, ya know.” Technoblade gently reminded you.

“I’ll PM it to you.” With that, you PMed him on minecraft explaining that your dog died this morning. “Fuck, I’m so sorry (y/n). I’m sure he isn’t suffering anymore. Did- did they ever find out what caused the seizures?”

“No, but… he had tons of health issues that I’m glad he doesn’t have to deal with anymore.”

“Do you wanna talk about the good times with him with Wil and Tommy? If you don’t want to we can just talk about them here.”

“Let’s rejoin the main voice channel.”

“Hey (y/n), how’re you doing?” Wilbur gently asked you. “I’m alright, do- do you guys know what happened?” They both said yes. Technoblade must’ve told them what was happening.

“(Y/n) come outside. We built something for you.” Tommy was uncharastically gentle.

When you moved to go outside of your minecraft house and Wilbur and Tommy led you to an empty spot in the city you four were building, you stopped in your tracks. In front of you built in various types of stone was a dog statue. In front of it stood a sign that read ‘in loving memory of (dog name)’.

“We aren’t done with it, but we can finish it in a couple of hours,” Wilbur mumbled into the microphone.

“No, it’s perfect as it is. I don’t know what to say guys…”

“You don’t have to say anything, just know that we’re here for you.” Tommy said, his minecraft character walking over to your own and hitting you.

“Oi, don’t hit them!” Techno punched him back and that started an all out brawl between the two. It quickly ended when Techno pulled out his fully enchanted netherite sword named ‘Orphan Obliterator’.

“Get fucked, nerd.” You could just tell Tommy was holding in screaming at his brother. “I’m not the nerd here, you’re the one that reads for fun.” Tommy retorted. You heard shuffling on Techno’s end and him walking away from his PC. You were about to ask what was happening before you heard Tommy silently scream in terror. “Oh fuck he’s coming!” You assumed that Tommy ran to lock his door. Not long after that you heard a knock, “I just wanna talk.”

“No! You-”

“I just wanna talk.”

“Let him talk, Tommy!”

“NO WILBUR.”

You heard Philza’s groggy muffled voice, “it is midnight on a Friday. I don’t care what happens or who fights who, just do it in your own rooms and do it quietly.”

“Sorry Dad,” you heard Techno’s retreating steps before he returned to his chair. “You’re a douche, Technoblade.”

“I just wanted to talk, Tommy.” At that, Techno started beating Tommy to death once more. Each time he would kill Tommy, he would give Tommy a small head start before he would find him again. While this was happening, Wilbur PMed you ‘wanna prank Tommy and Techno? I’m thinking we put chickens under their houses’.

You looked at his player and nodded. You and Wilbur got to work luring chickens into holes you dug around their bases and burying them so that they were close enough to hear, but deep enough for it to be mildly inconvenient finding them. After you two were done with that, you met at spawn again.

“Techno stop killing Tommy. We want to tell stories about (dog name).” You saw Techno’s character sprint to your group and Tommy’s come up from a hole in the ground. “I was just about to find him.”

“Thank you! God, I hate it when he does that.”

The rest of the night you four spent reminiscing on the funny things that (dog name) did over the years. At some points you even laughed along with them. After you told them that you wanted to take your senior pictures with him, Techno offered to edit him into your photos. You didn’t know when you passed out but when you woke up, you had a crick in your neck and your PC monitor was off. You could hear three sets of soft snoring on the other end of the call. You felt yourself drifting off to their gentle breathing and smiled slightly; with them, everything felt better.

#sbi x reader #sleepy bois x reader #sleepy bois inc x reader #technoblade x reader #wilbur soot x reader #tommyinnit x reader #mcyt x reader #dream smp x reader #sbi family au #requests #hellion's requests #tw: panic attack #tw: anxiety #tw: animal death #tw: animal injury #tw: swearing

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hwabang · 3 years

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Hi can you do a reaction to Ateez falling in love with a foreigner girl who barely knows Korean :)

ATEEZ Reaction: Dating a foreign female who doesn’t know Korean

A/N: I’m back from my unofficial hiatus! This time with two functioning arms :) I’m so sorry this took me so long; kinda hard to do anything with a broken arm :/ Enjoy!

A/N 2: This is so cute~ I loved writing this one (insert emoji) I didn’t plan for some of them to be longer than the others, it just kinda happened (insert emoji)

Genre: Fluffity fluff

Warnings: Fem! reader, reader is new to Korean (knows a little but enough), take it as the reader lives in Seoul (maybe for work or school)

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Hongjoong:

When Hongjoong first met you he kinda already knew he was gonna fall in love

I mean you’re just that awesome💅

It didn’t take long for him to fall in love with you either

Eden was the one who encouraged Hongjoong to just go for it

He’d be hesitant to ask you out but not because of the language barrier

It’d probably be because he’s so busy he forgets to take care of himself, he doesn’t wanna do that to his s/o

Hongjoong doesn’t care that you’re a foreigner

He loves it a lot actually because it gives him a chance to learn English

He’s very confident in his English skills

Actually, his English is probably better than your Korean (but that’s okay!)

“Y/n, is my pronunciation correct? Ah really? Okay good.”

And he’d love to teach you Korean too

Sometimes he giggles when you get something wrong and softly corrects you

Other times he’s like, “Yah, how can you get this wrong it’s so easy.”

“It’s okay baby, we can try again later let’s take a break.”

Seonghwa:

When Seonghwa first met you he was attracted, he admitted that to Hongjoong

But he soon realized that he started actually having a crush on you and he was scared

(I saw a ‘Seonghwa as a BF’ post that said he dates to marry and I kind of agree!)

He was scared because although he wanted to pursue you, he was worried about the language barrier since baby’s English skills are intermediate :(

But Hongjoong told Seonghwa to go for it because he could tell Seonghwa liked you a lot

Practices English so much in his spare time so he can impress you next time you meet

Seonghwa himself said his English is intermediate, and from what I can tell, he understands English pretty well and just has a hard time speaking

So he definitely understands you when you speak in English, but he’ll probably respond in Korean unless he is 100% sure he can convey his message perfectly in English

Cute texts in English

Is also very patient with you learning Korean and ALWAYS offers to help

The type to have cute study dates in cafes with you, where you’re studying Korean and he’s studying English

And you’re just practicing on each other and asking questions

Forever telling atiny“My English got better because of Y/N~”

Yunho:

Yunho isn’t really good at speaking English either, so he would be a little cautious

But he also doesn’t really care; he likes you for you not for what language you speak

Probably would just learn like two flirty phrases to ask you out asdfghjkl

He really wants to learn English so he’d always pick up on phrases you use, and then use it with atiny to impress them

I honestly feel like Yunho understands English fairly well, so when you talk in English he’s not entirely lost unless you’re using very modern slang or big words

Like for example if you were saying, “Hmm… idk baby that’s kinda sus.” He’d be like, “... sauce…?”

Ahh it’s adorable pls admit that you love it

Also one to boast that he learns English from his girlfriend

LOVES to help you when you’re attempting to learn Korean

Is so so patient with you too, and helps you calm down when you’re frustrated

Yeosang:

Yeah no way he’s approaching you first

I mean ok let’s be honest he didn’t even tell the guys he liked you

Wooyoung noticed and told the whole group

They obv told him to go for it because they could tell Yeosang wanted to be more than just friends with you

Scared that when he uses his limited English skills to say something sweet, he’s gonna say something entirely different

Had to get a LOT of encouragement from 99 line + Jongho (especially Wooyoung)

Final push was Seonghwa and Hongjoong

Forces you to teach him English (not that you mind at all)

Your strictest Korean teacher too

“Nope. Get these questions right and THEN I’ll cuddle you.”

Approximately 10 minutes of his solo vlive is him preaching about how, “When learning a new language, it’s helpful if you’re dating someone who speaks said language because it’s much easier to obtain it than reading off textbooks.”

Tells atiny that’s the only reason he’s dating you Yeosang pls

San:

Literally does not care at all

I mean at ALL

San is confident enough in his English skills to become friends with people who don’t speak Korean

Same goes for a s/o

He probably talks to you more in English than in Korean tbh

Asks you to teach him modern slang so he can better understand atiny when they post on social media

If someone comments about his English being really good, he responds with something like “Thank you! My girlfriend teaches me!”

Constantly asking you questions

“Baby how do you say ___ in English?”

But he also teaches you too

“You know, in Korean, this is called ___!”

Mingi:

Oh boy

Mr. “I cannot Englishi” really don’t know what to do

Cuz like… he likes you a LOT

But he knows that it’d be hard for him to communicate with you

Because both his English and your Korean are at very basic levels

Definitely talks to his hyungs about it

Who in turn cheer him on to ask you out, and if you’re willing to try despite the language barrier then you’ll say yes

Spoiler alert you said yes

Asks Hongjoong to help him w his English whenever they’re both free

Watches a lot of YouTube videos to get the pronunciation down

Tries to teach you Korean but honey you’re better off getting a tutor

You think it’s so adorable how he mixes Korean and English when talking to you

Unfortunately, the Korean words he uses are the main words of a sentence (like nouns/adjectives) so you’re still hella confused)

But it’s okay because he’s so cute and you love him

Wooyoung:

Another member who has no confidence in his English

In turn, tries to teach you more Korean saying it’s more helpful because you live in Korea

But definitely tries to pick up English for atiny and so one day he can talk to your family

I think all of them would constantly ask you to translate certain words into English

I just think San, Wooyoung Jongho would do it the most

He’s not the best Korean teacher (sorry Woo)

The type to teach you a dirty sentence but tells you it means something cute

But he tries to help (when he doesn’t feel like pissing you off)

Begs you to teach him English because he wants to impress atiny

But complains so so so much

“Y/n~ this is difficult. You’re telling me read and read are spelled the same but pronounced differently, but read and red are spelled differently but pronounced the same?! English is hard!”

(English is hard Woo, it’s okay)

Jongho:

I’m sorry the first thing I thought of was, “Neck is very long and head is very small!”

I love Jongho. Anyways.

Was slightly worried when he realized he wanted to ask you out because obviously communication is key but that’s hard when you don’t speak the same language

But he gave himself a pep talk; saying how it’ll be okay since you’re trying to learn Korean and he’s trying to learn English

And he was right; you guys are going strong and your Korean + his English has significantly gotten better

To the point where you two can have full conversations in both only English AND only Korean

(I’m proud of you both)

Once your relationship is out he’s constantly bragging

“Yeah~ I learned English because of my girlfriend. I am a professional! And I am such a good teacher because she speaks Korean so well!”

Definitely does a lot more covers of songs in English now

Because he can check his pronunciation with you to make sure he doesn’t mess up

Also makes you help him write messages to atiny in English

Will sit down with you for 2-3 hours just to help you with Korean and he takes it pretty seriously (also brags about it)

“Hyungs! Look what Y/n learned today! I taught her!”

#ateez reactions #ps hwa #ateez #kim hongjoong #park seonghwa #jung yunho #kang yeosang #choi san #song mingi #jung wooyoung #choi #ateez fluff #ateez imagines

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mah-gah-lee · 3 years

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be stuck with you - owen patrick joyner x (reader)

Word Count: 2303

Request: YES, from that sweet @idontcare011, hope you’ll like it !

Summary: you were late and a random boy comes into the elevator at the last minute. By some incredible force of fate (or pretty crappy weather) you find yourself stuck with the young man in this narrow cabin.

Warnings: panic attack and i think it’s all

disclaimer: I don't know Owen personally or what his life is like. All you will read in this "x reader" is from my imagination. My point is not to invade Owen's privacy. I don't want to offend him or offend anybody else in his life (family, potential girlfriend…I heard maybe he has one, so I don’t know but I don’t want to offend her). All of this is not the reality

Tagged: @asdfghjkl-fanfics @standingtalllove @lukeys-giggle

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Thanks God, the quarantine was over and everyone could travel again. However, this stupid virus was not completely gone. Since the health crisis, you have adopted new habits, such as taking the stairs instead of the elevator. But today, you were in a hurry, so you entered the cabin eagerly. The conference you were due to attend was starting in no less than twenty minutes, and your itinerary had said it would take you 15 to get to your planned location. But with the weather conditions creeping in out there, you were sure you would need a lot longer than advertised. The automatic door was closing when a hand stepped in the way. A young blond man appeared and slipped into the elevator. You grumbled at the action, making you fall a few more seconds behind.

"Sorry" the boy said through his mask.

But you didn't answer.

You had almost ten floors to go down together. You looked in your bag for a while to make sure you had your recorder when you felt an uncontrolled jerk. Your body no longer held you in balance but you caught yourself on a side of the elevator as the young man accompanying you tended to stabilize you. The lights flashed for a while and then went out. Your eyes widened as your heart pounded.

"oh no no no no no no no. Anything except that, please!" you said, frantically pressing a random button.

“I think we stuck…”

"Oh yeah, what makes you think that?" The fact that we weren't moving or that the lights went out? "

The boy threw up his hands in defense, eyes wide with so much animosity.

"Hey, I'm in the same situation. You don't have to be aggressive."

You groaned before leaning against one of the elevator walls, peering into the face of your elevator failure companion. He had blond hair; his tips reached the base of his neck. But his expressive blue eyes - seeming constantly anxious - reminded you of someone, but you didn't know who. You have pushed the alarm button to warn the staff that there was someone in the lift.

“Sorry, it’s seems to be a bad day. I’m late and now I’m stuck in an elevator with a perfect stranger”

“I’m Owen…Not a stranger anymore”

“I’m y/n, but yes, you still are”

Owen laughed at your outspokenness and you gave him a polite smile before you were silent for several minutes.

After what seemed like forever - when it was only ten minutes - you looked at your phone. No networks. For no obvious reason, when everything seemed to be going well, your heart started to beat faster. The thought of being stuck here forever crossed your mind and ached in your chest. The boy in front of you seemed so calm, which made you even more anxious.

"How the hell can you stay so calm"

"Oh ... I'm dying inside, just trying to play it cool"

You can help with giving him an amused smile, he had been so frank. But this little interaction did not bring you back down from your state. You were breathing harder and harder, your chest was heaving quickly, it was nearly out of control. Owen seemed to notice that and give you a concerned look.

"Panic attack?"

You nodded briskly and Owen approached you cautiously. You saw his hands move towards you and your gaze expressed fear but you were paralyzed to do anything.

"I'm going to take that damn mask off you already."

Gently, he grabbed the fabric mask and pulled a little on it to lower it, he reproduced the gesture with his own mask.

"Look at me, just me. There's nothing around us. Take a deep breath. I'll count to 3 and then you'll breathe out. Okay?"

you nodded and when he shook his to urge you to breathe you took a deep breath, like he told you to.

"1..2..3"

You sighed, keeping your gaze on him. You started once more and when the blonde asked you if it was better, you were shaking your head negatively.

"We're starting over but… take my hands and squeeze them as much as you need. Don't worry about grinding them."

You grabbed his hands and restarted each step over, crushing his hands. But the contact with matter, your breath and Owen's comforting eyes, help you gently. A soothing silence has settled between you. Owen had helped you through this panic attack when you didn't even know each other. But you could feel deep inside that this man was good. Things seemed to calm down for you and you thanked Owen with a genuine smile.

“You know how to deal with it ... Thanks for that.”

“I also suffer from anxiety and panic attack. But the elevator is big enough here that it doesn't cause me one. Although I am a little anxious ...”

“hey, breathe Owen.” You replied with a smirk

Owen laughed and shook his head as if to say "that's a good one!" You look at the young man again, staring at him intently. It was very rude but you couldn't put a name on his face anymore. You were sure you knew him. Was he a distant cousin? A neighbor? A guy you knew in high school? Or just a guy you saw in an ad? Maybe the ad for these new cereals!

“Excuse me but ... I've seen you somewhere before, haven't I?”

“In an elevator, yeah!” he joked

You laughed he was funny

“No, I mean ... I feel like I've seen you before but I really can't remember where.”

he sighed, as if a little tired of the question. You were surprised at his reaction but Owen answers you anyway

“Yeah, I don't usually talk about that when I first meet a girl, especially when I'm stuck in an elevator with her but ... I'm an actor. I played some stuff on Nickelodeon and now I'm supposed to shoot season two of Julie and the phantoms, it's a Netflix series.”

You watched him chattering, you nodded then wide your eyes. This is where you saw it! You had been relentlessly browsing the Netflix catalog and seeing the trailer for the series he told you about, but you had avoided it, the show seemed too childish for you. You first reaction was to make fun of him

"Again, don't forget to breath Owen. But the way, I didn’t want to bother you with that question."

He laughed lightly then smiled politely at you. You didn't seem to be a hysteric or a weird person. He had a deep feeling that you were a good person, which is why Owen seemed to relax.

"It's just ... for a while, I thought you were a fan and I didn't want things to be weird all suddenly "

"Oh don't worry I haven't seen any of your shows.” you said nonchalantly

Owen burst into laughter. Once again, it was bafflingly sincere and he was really starting to enjoy being stuck in an elevator with you. You smiled, the energy in the cabin was positive that you almost forgot you were stuck with this young man for almost half an hour. You didn't know when you were going to be able to get out of here but you didn't really care anymore for the sole reason that you wanted to get to know this man. You tilted your head back, resting it against the elevator wall before sighing loudly. Seconds later, your gaze turned to Owen again.

“So tell me about this series that you’re filming. What is it about?”

"It's a pretty cool show actually. It's directed by Kenny Ortega, I don't know if you see who he is."

"Hell yeah ... he's the choreographer of Dirty Dancing"

"Himself ... So what about the storyboard ... It's about ..."

And then, you listened to him to tell you about the series. Something like a '90s band dying of food poisoning from a bad hotdog and returning twenty-five years later as ghosts to help a super talented young girl to make music after her mom passed away. It made you laugh; it was probably the dumbest death on TV after Marion Cotillard's in Batman. He couldn't even stop anymore so that he sometimes swapped over a few anecdotes from the set. You even got a little exclusive on season two before Owen stopped in the middle of a sentence.

"Sorry, I got a little carried away. But when you like your job, it's pretty easy to talk about it."

You smiled at him and Owen started asking you questions, about your work, your life, your passions and you were giving him back. The conversation was fluid, natural You learned that he was German, that his mother tongue was German until he was about four years old, that he had a sister and had lived with his parents until that year when he moved into his own apartment. Getting to know Owen was really nice and you could feel your stomach twist every time he smiled. He was a boy full of humor but also sarcasm.

You've been stuck with Owen for an hour and a half now. You ended up sitting on the floor of the elevator. Boredom was really starting to take hold of you. You rummaged through your bag for something, anything. An idea crossed your mind when you saw the small block of post-it notes.

"Owen"

"hmm?"

"How would you like to play a game?"

"What kind of game do you want to play here?"

"Who am I?"

"Obviously you are y/n" he tells you with a smirk.

You laughed before pulling out your notepad and a pencil to show it to the blonde. He claimed to have understood your intention, which made you smile even more. Of course, Owen knew the game you wanted to play. He nodded, and you'd write a celebrity's name on a sticky note before sticking it on your new friend's forehead. He did the same for you. Fortunately, your two post-its are well stuck. Owen spoke

"I start: am I a man?"

"Obviously" you say with a smirk, responding to the blonde's previous joke.

Owen laughed, catching the tone of your voice.

“But how funny she is! Is my character a man?” He continued.

You did several parts. You even teased him when he made you guess Julie and the phantoms, because the game didn't stop only with characters, celebrities but also series, movies, musicals. You were laughing when there was another shake, stronger than the first, the lights came back on and you couldn't help but be disappointed. You looked at Owen and he seemed to have the same gaze as yours. The doors barely opened and you found the hotel staff, patiently waiting to ask if you needed medical assistance, while also offering you a bottle of water. You left the elevator car, hurriedly stuffing the many post-its into your bag. You didn't really know how to act with the blond guy next to you. You had formed a little bubble in that enclosed space and now it seemed to have burst. For some strange reason, it made you sad. Now is the time to part ways with your new friend.

“well, good-goodbye, it was nice to meet you.”

you rushed into the hotel lobby a little more, but Owen seemed to catch up with you, his long legs only having to take a few strides.

"wait, y/n!"

You turned to him, you could see the embarrassment on his cheeks, asking with a frown what was the cause.

"I think you let that go"

"No, I don't"

You looked at the crumpled white paper. It even looked like a piece of chewing gum. And at first glance, Owen's perfectly white teeth were chewing one.

"I think you did."

He handed you the paper with a determination that convinces you. You bite your lip as you look at the series of numbers on the packaging: a phone number. His telephone number. Owen swallowed hard as he looked at you. His eyes never leaving your lips.

"It's pretty spontaneous of me but ... I won't start filming until next week. I hope you're still here the day after tomorrow ... because I would really like to ask you to come have a drink with me ... "

Your cheeks turned red, did he really just ask you for a date? You did not know what to answer. The urge to say yes was so present but you were afraid to rush. Perhaps humor was your only defense

"it depends"

"about what?"

"Does this appointment include a blocking session in an elevator? This is the only way it works"

Owen laughed before giving you a genuine smile, showing his perfectly aligned white teeth. God, what a beautiful man.

"I can try to fix this and find a faulty elevator."

"So expect a text from me"

You smiled back at him and gave him a wink before turning on your heels. Owen's heart skipped a beat and he when he arrived several hours late in the hairdressing section of the set, Charlie laughed at him saying that he had never seen him so happy to have a haircut. hair. But in reality, the blond was only waiting for one thing, and that was to receive a message from you, which arrived in a second.

(y/n) text : "After being stuck in an elevator, here I am stuck in traffic ... Are you sure you want a date with me, you might just end up stuck with me?"

Owen couldn't help but smile broadly.

Owen text : "I'm sure. I'd love to even be stuck with you (again).”

(y/n) text : “Fine, ghost boy. See you soon”

#owen patrick joyner #owen joyner #owen patrick joyner x reader #owen joyner x reader #jatp cast x reader #jatp cast imagine #julie and the phantoms #jatp

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alwaysahiccupandastrid · 3 years

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His Dark Materials S2 Ep 6 - Rambling/Thoughts

I really cannot believe that we’re at the penultimate episode already, oh my gosh. It’s gone by so fast??

Again, because I’ve reread TSK in the last couple of weeks, the book is fresh in my mind but I’ve probably still missed stuff

Also last week was so intense and seeing the “previously on” section made me remember just how intense that was, so it’s a hard job to top that!

ANGELS AHH RIGHT AWAY IM GEEKING OUT

“The last time they were seen was to make war” - IT’S HAPPENING ASDFGHJKL

Ruta going off to see Asriel and me just remembering what exactly went down between them while she was there with him... heh

So Will’s hand looks AWFUL oh my god poor Will 😭

Pan is REALLY into his Red PAN-da form oh my goodness

So the other kids out for revenge terrified the living SHIT out of me, dear god I don’t think it could be any creepier than dozens of them appearing out of the shadows like that, like it’s genuinely terrifying

Serafina just dropped right in to rescue them and I was both relieved and a little disappointed? Because in the book the whole chase sequence is so much longer and more important, like it takes up most of an entire chapter I think, and here it’s like two minutes?

Serafina: What does this edge cut? // Lyra: Everything (Will at the same time: Nothing.) - 😂

I missed Lee and Jopari tbh so yay to seeing them once more! And they’ve crossed into the next world!

Oh hi again Mary!

^ I wasn’t expecting to see Mary again this series because in TSK book, her last appearance is going through the window (which was last episode), so I’m a little curious as to whether we’re going to get a TINY little peek into The Amber Spyglass here (it’s been years since I reread it, I apologize). Because last series they did a bit of TSK (namely introducing Will + him crossing into Cittagazze), so it would be interesting!

“Good, something I can understand for a change” - LOL Same

Serafina wants to take Lyra back to her world?? Really??

Not gonna lie, the two girls spying on Mary was kind of low-key creepy

Lyra mentioning that she crossed worlds to find out about Dust and mentioning Roger 😭

Also I’m so emotional over just how much she wants Will to be safe, like she would really do anything to keep him safe and I love it

Lyra asking the Alethiometer where Will’s dad is and “he’s in this world” - ahhh it’s going to happen!

Also I really hope that the BBC/whoever decides to sell replica Alethiometers because the design is so beautiful?! I would fork out serious dough for one, and it would go nicely with the one I have from the film

No but seriously, words don’t describe just how badly I want a replica

“I wanted to fly so I summoned you here, now I’m flying” - LOL OKAY THEN JOHN

Ooh damn, that outfit Marisa is wearing is FINE. I’m slightly gayer than I was before, ngl

I was like “nooo Mary don’t be nice to these kids, they’re awful”

But it’s very sweet that she offers them food?? Like she pulls a chocolate bar out and is like “it’s no good for you, it’s full of sugar”... I love her

The way that Mary was so happy and excited when they mentioned Lyra, only to tell the girls off for trying to kill her - more of a mum than Mrs Coulter tbh

“Miss, can I have a hug?” - AWWW OMG WHY AM I SAD

They asked Mary to stay and look after them omg 😭😭😭

“Come with me, I’ll bring you to your adults” - ooh okay this could go any number of ways... Either she actually reunites them with their families and all’s well, or she takes them up there and their parents/adults are all dead (for lack of a better word)? Or the Spectres attack after Mary leaves them with the adults??

Jopari talking about meeting his dæmon and also a little bit about trying to get back to his family :(

“Can you magic us up a fire?” “One moment” *presents a box of matches” - LMFAO

Wait did Serafina seriously just imply that she thought Will might hurt Lyra?!?

Serafina saying that if protecting Lyra means protecting Will as well... Yes, protect Will please! Protect BOTH of these children, I literally BEG you, they’ve gone through far too much

Ooh okay so the witch ritual/spell was kind of cool to see!

Lyra saying “please tell me he’ll be alright” 😭♥️

The fact that Lyra curled up close to Will and then Pan (in ermine form) curled up CLOSER to Will is so cute, they both love Will so much

Pan: “We feel safe her... don’t we?” / OOF OKAY THIS IS F I N E

I already know what Lyra’s “other name” is because I read the book but the hints are anything BUT subtle tbh. “Mother of us all, cause of all sin, tempted by the serpent”... I’m not even that religious but I think it’s pretty obvious.

Also, if Mary is playing the part of the “serpent” within Lyra’s destiny, does that mean that Mary has tempted Lyra? Or that she will?

Boreal being nervous about being in the city and Marisa is just so unimpressed by him... Mood

That smirk she had when going up to that Spectre victim was so chilling, we have to stan Ruth Wilson and her incredible acting

Also, fun fact, Ruth Wilson went to my sixth form college and is from Surrey (like me), and she grew up in Shepperton, which is where my Nan used to live when she was alive (my uncle and aunt live there still), so that’s super exciting!

“We could learn from this” - PLEASE DO NOT MA’AM

God I hate the Magisterium so fucking much, the patriarchy is so strong with them

Oh great, now they’re gunning to kill Lyra :/

Also, off topic, I’ve only just connected that Will Keen, who plays Father MacPhail, is Dafne Keen’s dad?!?

“She’s lost a lot for one so young” - AND SHE’S STILL GOING TO LOSE PEOPLE, WHY IS THIS FAIR PHILIP PULLMAN 😭

“She must be protected” - AGAIN, they BOTH need protecting PLEASE

The Spectre noises reminded me of the noises of the Smoke Monster from LOST, so that’s definitely trippy for me

Thanks, I hate it

I nearly shouted “WHAT THE FUCK IS SHE DOING” out loud in front of both my parents, I seriously thought she had a damn death wish

I have never been so damn tense in my entire life as I am watching this show - and I KNOW what happens

HOW DID SHE DO THAT WITH THE SPECTRES SOMEONE PLEASE EXPLAIN

Lee’s so worried about Lyra - 11/10, Father of the Year

The Magisterium airships... NO. FUCK. WE’RE AT THAT POINT ALREADY AND IM NOT OKAY BECAUSE I KNOW HOW AND WHERE THIS ENDS AND I HATE IT

I deadass thought Marisa and Carlo were about to kiss when he ran up to her and I actually said out loud “NO please don’t”

Look I must just be so dirty minded but when she said “let’s celebrate”, my immediate reaction was “NO NO NO NO EW EW EW NO” and “I hope she just means having a drink and not doing the frickety-frack”

I was so close to tearing up as Will was talking about his mum, her illness, and the boys who were mean to her because of it. His love for his mum is so beautifully written and the way Amir Wilson is playing Will is so wonderful

I was also close to tears when he was talking about his dad and how he used to imagine about his dad, so maybe I’m just emotional anyway

“Could go to school... have friends” - okay yeah no I’m definitely crying 😭

“I couldn’t trust anyone.” “Until you met me.” “Yeah.” - EXCUSE ME ♥️😭 my HEART

I love one (1) soft boy, and one (1) feral girl and her dæmon

The relief I felt when I saw Marisa and Carlo were literally just having drinks 😅

“They consume what makes us human, so I just suppressed that and hid it” + *cut to the monkey looking kinda sad/uncomfortable* - Umm fUCK OKAY THEN

Why am I feeling sorry for the monkey?!?

“You think we’re equal?” - LMFAO RIGHT

EWW THEY KISSED. No, just... nO

When I saw his snake dæmon moving towards her monkey, I thought one of two things was about to happen: 1) the monkey was going to pet and paw and the snake as Marisa seduced Boreal, or 3) the monkey was going to strange the snake and kill Boreal

OKAY THIS TOOK A SHARP BUT NOT UNWELCOMED TURN

“You’ve NEVER been my equal.” “You’d only hold me back.” - OH MY GOD YES THE SHADE

She’s not wrong though let’s be honest here

So she poisoned him I’m assuming? She poisoned his drink because the monkey didn’t actually touch the snake... damn.

Her just sitting there and continuing to drink with his dead body there is... damn.

“Into that valley” NO NO, please no

Jopari really just summoned a whole damn storm huh

Also the fact he fully trusts in Lee’s abilities to land them safely :3

Lee: “Can we trust him?” // Hester: “Do we have another choice?!!” - LMFAO I love them so much

THE WAY I NEARLY SCREAMED WHEN THAT WITCH GOT ATTACKED BY A SPECTRE OMFG AT LEAST WILL WAS THERE TO SAVE HER

Okay but did Marisa REALLY sit there for HOURS with Boreal’s corpse sitting opposite her?!?

Her burning her hand on the flame in front of the monkey, and the monkey clearly whimpering and in pain was so agonizing to watch, I can’t take this show

Also, you have to wonder just how many times she’s harmed herself (and him) for her to keep doing it with next to no problems (like separating from each other all the time)

I was so excited to see the birds attacking the zeppelins, like it was one of my favourite details in the book, and I worried that they wouldn’t have the budget for it but yay!

I do kind of wish that we’d had Sayan Kötor as the “eagle Queen” leading them though - she probably was but I wish we’d actually seen it or heard Jopari say it or whatever

THEY SHOT THE GAS CANNISTER OH SHIT THEY’RE GOING DOWN HARD AND FAST IN THAT BALLOON

HOLD ON BBC YOU CANNOT END THIS THERE?!? EXCUSE ME?!

The last episode is next week and on an hour earlier, so that’s exciting! I have no idea what I’ll do once this series ends, or when we’ll even get the third and final series because of COVID and filming delays, but I’m excited for it nonetheless and hoping it’s next November/December or something!

#his dark materials #hdm #lyra belacqua #lyra silvertongue #marisa coulter #mrs coulter #will parry #serafina pekkala #ruth wilson #dafne keen #amir wilson #pantalaimon #john parry #lee scoresby #hester

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your-world-with-nct · 3 years

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as you can probably see from the header, this post will be celebrating your-world-with-nct’s second year anniversary (23/03/19, and yes i know i’m late but i was busy with school/exams on the day asdfghjkl) along with the celebration of the milestone of 600 followers, seeing as i missed celebrating 500 🤧

i wanted to take the time to create a detailed post to thank you all for your support and to repay you for all of your love so here is charm getting sentimental and writing too much for the 32836th time on this blog my appreciation/gratitude post for you all 🥺

wow, 600 followers... that’s more than half a thousand, that’s like– most of my school lmao i can’t even comprehend that that number of people have enjoyed my work and followed me with the intention of seeing more of it 🙈 i remember starting out here two years ago, getting excited with every like, every reblog, every little tag, and being ecstatic when i hit fifty followers, and now i’m hitting milestones that are more than ten times the size of what i had before.

when i started this blog, i wasn’t even focused on numbers, and even now, it’s not my biggest concern, but it is so heartwarming sometimes seeing people engage with the work you’ve created and telling you how much they loved it, seeing your notifications and followers going up after posting a particular piece you worked hard on. i never thought that posting that short and sweet jeno blurb that i simply wanted to share two years ago would lead me to where i am today, bubbling with constant ideas that are always improving my writing skills outside of fanfiction, with lovely mutuals and amazing followers.

just to mention a few: @nsheetee @cloudyangers @doyoungcore @emistoomultifandom @nctsoftarchives @misfitneo @jensungf @avocadosforsale 🥺 i love you all so much and i’m so glad i got to meet you through here mwah 💘

i just want to express how grateful i am that you even clicked that little follow button and for sticking around during my reblog spams or my hiatuses (well, semi-hiatus, sometimes i get tempted by nct content and i just can’t keep myself away from it 🥲) and for liking the works i put out, whether it’s a long fic i worked weeks on or a quick drabble that came to mind a few hours before posting it. i can’t fully articulate how truly thankful i am for all of you petals, so i’ve decided to give you all some little gifts instead to show my gratitude 🥰

firstly, in return for all of the support over the past two years, i have finally decided to post one of the projects i’ve been wanting to do for over a year: ‘neo city tunes’ , in which you can reblog the post linked above with any song and nct member you want, and i will write a short blurb based on the song provided (this will only be open for a limited amount of time, the final date for any reblogs/requests will be decided later on based on how many i receive). for more information about ‘neo city tunes’, please click the link above !! all of my standard rules–no nsfw or smut, if the request makes me uncomfortable i will not write it, etc–still apply, and i will try my best to fulfill your requests as soon as possible <3

secondly, now that i have a significantly larger amount of followers than before, i have realised that many of you don’t really know me besides from my writer/fangirl side although i am working on making a carrd to help you get to know me a bit better, my ask box will be open to you all to ask any questions about my fics and my writing, my interests, my favourite groups besides nct, my music taste, my favourite tv shows and k-dramas, and whatever else you’re curious about 🥰 hopefully, i can take this opportunity to get to know some of my precious petals, especially if we have any groups, biases, interests, or hobbies in common 👀 *cough* if ur an engene i automatically love you *cough*, as well as you guys getting to know me !!

as some of you already know from a post i made earlier this year, i am currently in my last year of high school, so i have been quite busy with exams and i will be later on in may too, but i have tried my best to write for you guys whenever i can because i love sharing my creations with you all 🤧

i can’t promise anything yet, but after my exams are over, i have a long list of fics waiting to 1) be written 2) be released; i will hopefully be making and posting a wip list to give you guys a little insight on what i’m planning; i’m participating in a few,,, special events such as collabs later on in the year! thank you again to all of you who have stuck around even during my periods of inactivity and for anticipating my new works 💞

all in all, thank you to all 600+ of you for a wonderful two years, and here’s to many more days full of simping for our 23 neos 💚

#thank you so much for the love and support up until now !!! love u all so much mwah 💕💕💕#your-world-with-nct anniversary #milestones

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macaronsforchat · 3 years

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30 Questions About Me

thanks for the tag, @authenticcadence18!! I loved reading all the answers to your questions. you’re such a fun and passionate person aaaaah 💕💕

name: Melissa or just Mel!

gender: cis female

star sign: libra ♎️

height: 5’7” / 170 cm

time: 7:19 pm! (7:51 at the end aksjsjsjdj)

birthday: October 4th

fave band/group: asdfghjkl I never thought this would be me but BTS!!!!! I’ve been hyperobsessed with them since September, and it’s cliche to say they’ve saved my life but like 👀

fave solo artist(s): ooh um...I’d say Billie Eilish or Hozier probably!

song stuck in my head: ...if anyone has been paying attention to my tag games since September I’ve had to say Dynamite by BTS every single time but it’s trueeeee

last movie: I think it was Tenet! It turned my brain to mush but I think I enjoyed some of it lol

last show: my sister has been getting me into Korean and Chinese dramas, so I’m binging The Princess Weiyoung as we speak! Netflix has a lot of great ones, and honestly I really enjoy them!

when I created this blog: February 2020! I created a blog specifically for Miraculous right before Love Square Fluff week 💕💕

what do I post: uhhhh honestly, not too much anymore, but the occasional Miraculous fanart and miraculous writing

last thing I googled: hehe “turnip exchange” for animal crossing ☺️

other blogs: (asdfghjkl I’ve been a serial blog hoarder since I was a teenager) I have a side blog for mystic messenger (@yoosungisbabie), another side blog just to compile writing prompts (@fragmentaations), and then my original tumblr blog is just where I used to reblog stuff that made me laugh (@rosegold-mercy) and I’m considering making a BTS side soon as well because 👀

do I get asks: occasionally! I have a few in my inbox right now that I need to respond to, but winter months make me super bad at responding to texts and such so 😅

why this URL: chat noir deserves a macaron too 🥺

following: 632!

followers: 1,118?! wow thank you all so much 🥺😭💕

average sleep: mmm like 10 hours? it’s hard to get up in the mornings so I just don’t lol

lucky number: 16!

instruments: I’ve never learned any instruments, but I really wanted to play the cello in middle school

what I’m wearing: a Marvel tee and some leggings

dream job: I’m contractually obligated to say that my dream job is being @rfadaydreaming’s wife (hi cae 🥰), and that’s true! but all jokes aside, that’s my main issue right now. I have no idea what I want to do 😅

dream trip: I really want to go to New York City with my best friend again. We went once in high school and it was honestly really great, and we’ve promised to go again someday ❤️

favorite food: ooh! potatoesssss

nationality: American...

fave songs: ...Dynamite by BTS 👀 also, Movement by Hozier, Mine by Bazzi, and way too many others that I can’t think of right now

last book: I got “The Ballad of Songbirds and Snakes” by Suzanne Collins for Christmas! I’m excited to read it soon 🥰

top 3 fictional universes I’d love to live in: oh goodness 😅 let’s see. Star Wars would be fun, I think. OOH Mystic Messenger is definitely up there as well. For the third, maybe ATLA! Man I’d love to be a bender!

I’ll tag anyone who wants to join in! that means you! yes, you!!

#tag games #personal #sgdsljghljg #thank you Cadence 💕#also hi cae don’t tell my parents hehe

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summonerscenarios · 4 years

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[kickflips into the ask box] well if you're not gonna stop BULLYING ME then can I at least get #3 with Mr. Komasan

LISTEN It’s wholesome bullying so I’m allowed. but I SUPPOSE I can come up with something fluffy for this cutie asdfghjkl

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3. The first time

It’s unusual for the school to be so quiet. You’re so used to the hallways being full of students and teachers, all bustling to get from one place to another and filling the air with a cacophony of conversations and chatter. But now, a while after the lessons have concluded for the day, the school feels emptier, the only noise coming from beyond the window as you stare down into the empty courtyard.

You’d stayed behind after school hours to get some work finished before the weekend, not wanting to worry yourself silly over it later, and by the time you’d finished most of the other students had gone home for the day, barring the after school clubs. So for the most part you were on your own.

Or at least you thought you were.

Looking down into the courtyard you caught a figure walking out of one of the exits. Even far up you can make out who it was, the sword and horns being a dead giveaway and you watch as Toji starts making his way across the yard to the entrance. Instinctively you start pounding on the glass and call out to him.

“Toji! Hey, Toji, up here!”

Your voice is muffled and for a moment you think he isn’t going to hear you, but the knocking seems to do the trick as you watch him pause and spin around, looking behind him with visible confusion before his eyes trail up the building and lock onto you. That confusion shifts into utter bewilderment as he cocks his head and raises a hand wordlessly asking you what you’re doing as you yell out to him, hands still pressed against the glass.

“Wait there!”

You don’t know if he hears what you say but you don’t wait for a reply, pushing away from the window and turning on your heel to bolt down the hallways and down the stairway, jumping down the last couple of steps and nearly toppling over in your rush to get to the bottom. You almost slam into the exit door by the time you reach it, but manage to steady yourself once you finally get it open and step out into the courtyard-

-Only to just about run face first into Toji’s chest the moment you get outside.

“Shit-!” you nearly topple back from the force but Toji’s hands shoot out and grab your shoulders rooting you in place until you regain your balance, watching you release a relieved huff.

“Phew, close one. Thanks, Toji”

He makes a noise of acknowledgment and releases his hold on you, taking a step back as you give yourself a quick once over before turning your attention back to him with a grin.

“Are you heading back to the dorms? Wanna walk back together?”

At this Toji’s eyes briefly flicker from you over to the gate, and then back again, meeting your eyes as nods. “Fine, if that’s what you wish”

He turns away from you to head to the school entrance and you’re quick to follow suit, walking in stride alongside him until you’re out of the school grounds and on the way to the dorm building. The walk is quiet yet peaceful, the silence between you comfortable and natural as you take in the area around you as you walk. The sun’s only just starting to dye the sky orange, a cloudless sky turning the sky and ground a gorgeous ombre of warm colors that you can’t help but admire as you walk. Your eyes trail over the benches, up to the trees that just barely sway with the breeze, along the pathway and across your shadow before looking back over at Toji. You only look at his face for a moment, taking in his face bathed in the coming sunset before your eyes dart down hoping he doesn’t notice.

His arms are relaxed at his sides, swaying as he walks, though one occasionally brushes up against the hilt of his swords as though to make sure they’re still on hand for a fight. You wouldn’t be surprised honestly, Toji’s never been one to let his guard down easily, and even now you can practically see the tenseness in his shoulders as he walks alongside you, which makes you sad even though you can understand why. For a beat you look down at his hand - he’s close enough that if you moved a little closer your hands would brush against each other.

You hesitate, hand twitching at your side before you move, slipping his hand into yours before you can talk yourself out of it. Almost immediately, Toji stops walking and you can feel his muscles tense instinctively but you don’t budge, instead feigning ignorance and trying to look anywhere but at him.

“Wha-What are you doing?” He asks, sounding almost scandalized by your gesture.

“Holding your hand”

“Yes, I can see that - but why are you-?”

“Because I want to!” you blurt out before you can stop yourself, feeling your face turning red as you fumble for the right words.

“I just...wanted to, okay? I mean we’re walking back and I-I just thought about it and then did it. And hey! Sometimes holding hands is nice and…”

….oh boy you’re making a mess of this.

“Sorry” you mumble, taking a step back and waiting for him to drop your hand and keep walking.

Instead, you feel his grip on your hand tighten, firm enough that you’re sure letting go isn’t on his agenda and you dare a look back up. You’re embarrassed to find that his face is, probably as red as yours and he’s avoiding eye contact, but he’s still holding your hand refusing to let go. At this point you’re sure your face is burning as you stare at the floor, flustered but happy and yet incredibly amused about how you two must look to anyone passing by - Two people in the middle of the sidewalk, blushing like crazy at just holding hands - you’d laugh if you weren’t in the situation right now.

“Well” Toji clears his throat, thankfully being the first to break the silence. “Do you....shall we keep going?”

You look up at him and nod, feeling your shoulders sag in relief as you beam. “Yeah! Let’s go!”

With that the two of you continue your trek back to the dorm rooms, your shadows once separate, now merging together on the sidewalk as you walk, hands intertwined.

#husbandomail #housamo #housamo imagine #imagines #tokyo afterschool summoners #prompts #prompt game #toji #housamo toji #toji sakamori #request #ask

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kiritella · 4 years

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Pairings: Jason x Reader, Bucky x Anna(rmc), Bucky x teen!reader(plc), Anna x teen!reader(plc)

Words: 2.7k-ish

Warnings: This contains series spoilers!

A/N: Requested by @phiauniverse. Sorry it’s been so long, thanks for being patient with me! Hope you like it!

Series: A New Maybe

Masterlist || Series Masterlist

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“I’m late, I’m late, I’m late, for a very important date…” You ramble off as you toss your backpack over your shoulder and scramble into the kitchen, hopping on one foot as you try to squeeze the other into its shoe.

“No dates,” Bucky quips, shaking his hand as he burns his fingers on the toaster and throws one of the perfectly golden crispy bread slices at you, which, of course, you catch with practiced ease, “Not ‘till you’re thirty.”

“Unlikely,” you mumble around the bread locked between your lips and pull your hair back in a ponytail. You have to get a new alarm clock, this is the third time it’s failed you this month. Clearly, you’ve done something against Darth Vader’s wishes for him to be tormenting you like this.

Bucky glares at you, “Thirty, or until I approve, and that will be unlikely.”

Anna rushes into the kitchen, taking the slice of jam toast Bucky offers her with a peck to his lips and she snatches her keys off the counter, “I’ve gotta go, you got the bus?”

Your eyes snap to the clock, and the bread slips out of your mouth and slaps on the floor, “The time! The bus is going to be gone in like five minutes!” you groan, and your mom glances at the glowing numbers on the stove.

“I’ve got a meeting in an hour, I can’t drop you off,” Anna says in a state of panic and Bucky grabs his keys off the counter as you pick up your food.

“I’ll take you,” he says quickly and kisses your mom’s lips before backing away, “I’ll take care of this, you get to your presentation. You’re gonna do amazing, I love you.”

“Good luck, Mom!”

“Thank you, I love you,” Anna shouts as Bucky starts to push you out of the apartment, “Wait—You brought your bike…”

“She’ll wear your helmet,” Bucky says knowingly, grabbing his leather jacket from off the back of the couch, “And yes, I have one too, don’t worry, we’ll be okay. I love you, good luck at work.”

“Love you, be safe.” With a nod from Bucky, the door closes and both you race to the parking lot.

Bucky tosses you his leather jacket when you reach the motorcycle, “Put it on,” he says and grabs helmets from the added compartment under his seat.

“What about you?” you ask as you slip the way oversized jacket over your shoulders.

“I’ll be fine, but you…” he trails off, placing the helmet on your head, tightening the straps to fit, “You’d get ripped apart if we crashed, and that’s not something I’m willing to risk. Now get on, we’re really late.”

Bucky slips on the bike and starts it, motioning you over and chuckles when you hesitate, “Your mom had the same look on her face when I asked her to ride with me the first time. C’mon, you’ll be okay, promise.”

You, in return, do the human expression of asdfghjkl, before groaning and climbing on behind him, “Fine, but if I die, I’m haunting your ass.”

“Language.”

“Yeah, I kno—”

Bucky jerks the bike forward, and you squeak as he pulls out of the parking space. You can neither confirm nor deny the fact that you hug him tighter and hide your face in his back so you don’t have to watch your impending death, but you suppose the laughter shaking Bucky’s chest answers that for everyone.

~~~

By the time Bucky pulls up into the school turn-around, you still have some time before you actually have to get in, so you may or may not take a little extra time to get off the motorcycle, and that may or may not be because your legs are numb and you are trying not to shake like a leaf. Yes, it was fun. And yes, it is going to take time for you to get used to riding a two-wheel death machine.

Bucky taps your hands and cranes his neck to look at you, and your face remains buried between his shoulder blades, “We’ve stopped, you can look now.”

“Not yet,” you say, voice muffled by his shirt.

Bucky laughs and heat rises up in your cheeks and you pinch him.

“Ow, hey!” he laughs, and you finally stand up, taking off your helmet and handing it to him, “Ah, there’s my girl.”

You chuckle and smooth back your hair, “Thanks for the lift.”

“Anytime.”

“Y.n!” A voice calls out and you whip your head around to see Jason jogging over to you, “You’re late, sweetheart, we’ve gotta get inside five minutes ago. Good morning Mr. Barnes.”

Turning back to Bucky, he glares at Jason as he nods, “Morning Jason,” and you have to swallow your shock at the tension. Um...that’s new...

“I’ve gotta go, thanks again for the ride!” you say as you back up with Jason as he tugs on your hand. You can’t help but notice the way Bucky’s eyes are locked on your intertwined fingers before he looks at you and smiles.

“Course, now get inside before you are late!” he shouts and you wave goodbye and run into the school.

Jason opens the door for you, “Am I hallucinating or did he look like he wanted to kill me?”

You shrug, “No, he definitely looked like he wanted you dead.”

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“Does Y.n have a boyfriend?” Bucky asks as he cuts cucumbers and Anna looks at him from her place at the stove, amusement in her eyes, “I mean, I figure I would know. We’ve come pretty far, I guess maybe we’re not quite that far yet, but...I thought she’d tell me.”

Anna’s lips quirk into a smothered smile, “No, she doesn’t have one yet. She doesn’t like the idea of being with someone she can’t see a future with. Why do you ask?”

“Nothin’ I guess,” he says and silence follows, the only sound is the searing of beef and the tap of the knife on the cutting board.

“Jason and her seem really close,” Bucky announces, and Anna laughs softly, “Don’t make fun of me. They were all touchy, and he was hovering her too close.”

“Bucky—”

“He called her sweetheart—Stop laughing, this is serious,” Bucky says and drops the knife, turning to face Anna who sucks in a breath attempting to stop and finally stifles her laughter.

“James, they’ve known each other for years and have liked each other from the beginning, it’s only a matter of time until they get together. His mom and I have a bet running on how long it’s gonna take,” Anna explains and Bucky’s jaw clenches as he turns back to chopping veggies.

“I don’t like it,” he says flatly and Anna has to try very hard to not laugh at how he has turned into a whining two-year-old, “She could get hurt. Guys can be assholes, especially at that age.”

“He’s not going to hurt her, James,” Anna sighs and runs a hand down his back until he turns to face her, “You’ve met him, you know he wouldn’t. He gets almost as protective as you do. What’s this really about?”

Bucky sighs, rubbing his hands over his face before taking Anna’s hands in his, his fingers tracing the lines of her palms, “I guess I’m not ready to let her go yet. We’re making a lot of progress, I don’t want to backtrack.”

“This isn’t going to make you two backtrack. She loves you, she might not have said it yet, but she shows you with what she does, and you know it. Her falling in love with Jason isn’t going to drive a wedge or anything between you.”

“Maybe not, but one of these days if it works out, he’s going to take her, and their gonna do their own thing, get their own place, have kids—”

“Bucky!”

“What?! It’s possible!”

“In years maybe, you’re looking too far ahead, Baby. Focus on right now. When the time comes they’ll do their own thing, but that doesn’t make her any less your daughter. She’s your baby girl, alright? Nothing’s going to change that.”

Bucky sighs and pulls Anna in, tucking her under his chin so he can rest his head on hers, “I want to be the one she calls when the heater breaks at her apartment.”

Anna pulls back and pecks his lips, “I know, hon. It’ll be okay, you’ve still got plenty of time with her. And, no matter what happens, she’ll always be your little girl.”

Bucky nods and kisses her forehead, letting her go back to cooking the meat while he finishes the salad.

~~~ (time skip: 3 days)

“Y.n! Hold up!” Jason shouts and you can hear his footsteps running up behind you, but you keep walking. You shove your hands in your pockets, hanging your head low as you storm off into the crowd from the school, ignoring the people giving you weird glances.

“C’mon, stop,” he says and grabs your elbow, his breath hitching when you turn around and he sees the red rimming of your eyes, “Don’t listen to ‘em, alright? They don’t know what they’re talking about.”

“It’s hard to not listen when they’re there every single day, Jason,” you snap, “Every fu—stupid—day! I can’t even go to my next class without some snag remark, I’m tired of it!”

Jason grips your shoulders as Timothy appears, keeping his distance but peaking through the kids still walking around the school grounds, “I know. They—they only do it to get on your nerves—”

“That doesn’t make it hurt any less!” you say, voice rising as you become desperate to just scream everything off your chest, “Do you have any idea what it’s like to have people constantly tell you that you aren’t worth anything?! That you’ll never be anything?! It sucks, and the more you hear it the easier it gets to forget that their opinion doesn’t matter.”

“And do you have any idea what you mean to me?!” Jason shouts and you swallow your shock from the amount of desperate anger radiating off of him, “My opinion matters, right?”

“Of course it does—”

“Then listen to me. You are kind and passionate, and good. You are sassy as hell and have the stubbornness of a mule. You fight for what you want and you protect what you have with so much fire I can’t even comprehend how it all fits in you. You are loyal and understanding in ways I didn’t think existed before I met you. You make a difference because you try your hardest to do what’s right, no matter the consequences, and people see that. You are worth so much more to the people around you than I think you realize. Quit questioning your worth because some asshole with a walnut-sized brain said something stupid. You matter. You matter to your Mom, Barnes, Timothy, Katie, Sam, Me. You matter to me, okay?”

You are frozen and Jason’s hands fall from your shoulders where he was gripping you tightly, practically shaking you as he tried to get you to understand. And maybe you do. Maybe what he said cleared a lot of the noise in your head and forced clarity to shine in the darker portions of your mind because crap...is that what he thinks of you? Maybe you are too stunned to say anything because the swelling of your heart is taking too much space in your chest and you can’t breathe. You finally realize the reason you two never started anything this whole time despite the fact you both knew there was something more going on than just friends.

He was waiting for you.

So...you do the only thing you can think of at the moment.

You step forward, standing on your toes as you grip the collar of his shirt and kiss him. It is a short, barely-there peck, but when you pull away, you don’t go far, watching nervously as you wait for his reaction. There is just enough time to see his face shift from shock to what you think is excitement before his hands cup your face and his lips crash into yours. It is slow, sweet, the entire world fading into nothing and you can’t hear a sound. Sparklers set fire in your stomach, your fingers are tingling, and there is nothing else but every ounce of your bodies screaming finally. After all this time, you are finally his.

When you part, his eyes are full of wonder, and you’re curious if you look the same. You wait for his teasing quip, but it doesn’t come. He simply watches you with something you are almost afraid to define, something so strong it makes your knees weak...well, actually the kiss did that. His thumb traces over your lips and his eyes flick to them before snapping back to your eyes, the ones he’s pretty sure he will drown in if he looks too long.

“Do I get to call you mine now?” he whispers, but there is so much longing in his tone your heart stutters.

“Only if I get to do the same,” you say and his smile grows wide.

“It’s a done deal, Sweatheart.”

“Yes!” someone shouts and the two of you jump, jerking your heads to its direction and find Samantha squealing, jumping up and down as Katie smirks with her arms crossed.

Timothy is grinning as he walks over to the two of you, “About fuckin’ time,” he groans and grips Jason’s shoulder before turning and hugging you, “Was wondering how long it was going to take for you two to figure things out.”

You hug him back before Jason tries to pull him away, “Ey, off my girl.”

Timothy chuckles, “Oh I’m going to have some fun with this,” he says and before you can think, he’s dipped and grabbed you at the knees, hoisting you up and over his shoulder as you squeal. Timothy grins as he looks back to Jason who glares at him, “Come and get her.”

Timothy starts running as best he can with you and you laugh as Jason comes after the two of you 90-to-nothin’, grinning like an idiot, and you couldn’t be happier that he’s your idiot.

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When you told your mom, she screamed so loud Bucky came running into the dining room panicking, wide-eyed, and a knife at the ready, but the second he saw Anna engulf you in a hug and the smile on your face, he relaxed. It only lasted a moment though because the second he heard the news, his smile faded.

“Boyfriend?” he stutters, “Jason?”

Anna shoves his shoulder and suddenly he’s smiling, “Congratulations, I think, I guess? What are parents supposed to say when their kid gets a boyfriend? I’m new at this.”

You smile and Bucky takes you into a hug before getting serious, “But if he hurts you, they won’t find his body. Sam, Wanda, and I are pretty good at that sort of thing.”

You laugh, but when he pulls out of your embrace and you get a good look at his face, you instantly swallow the amusement, “You’re serious, aren’t you…”

“Damn straight. Now, we need a couple more things for diner, so I’m going to the store. I’ll be back in a bit.”

He grabs his keys from the counter along with his wallet and heads out before you get the chance to say anything else, and you turn to your mom.

“Did he just threaten to kill my boyfriend?”

Anna chuckles and walks into the kitchen, “Yes, he did. Now come do the dishes while I finish prepping diner.”

Fifteen minutes later, you are done and your phone rings, finding Jason’s face popped up and you smile until you answer it.

Jason’s voice is panicked, but it is drowned out as he is whisper-shouting, “Why is your dad downstairs laughing and drinking lemonade with my parents?”

“Wait, What?! He’s there?!” you gasp and look to your mom who is only smirking as she cuts off the ends of the green beans, “Where are you?”

“I’m hiding in the freaking bathroom! Where else do you think I’d be?!”

There is a knock on the bathroom door and someone talking before you hear Jason gulp, “Oh, god, I’m so dead.”

And the line goes out.

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honeybunchcalum · 3 years

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I was tagged by @flowers-on-the-graves! I’ve never seen this set of questions, so thank you for tagging me 💕

tagging (i know these ?s are kinda personal, so you def don’t have to answer them if you don’t want!) : @darkrosekuwonu @alexandracheers @myloverboyash

1. what was your first encounter with fanfiction?

My friend told me about this 5sos kidnapping-type fic she was reading on wattpad while i was in middle school. So, i had to check out what else was going down on wattpad (since i always thought the kidnapping fics were...odd)

2. your favourite creation of your own of all time if you create stuff (feel free to link it)?

probably one night! i even turned it in as my creative writing assignment asdfghjkl

3. what vibe are you going for with your home decor (or what vibe do you wanna go for one day, if you don’t have your own place atm)?

atm i’m at home so i don’t have one bc my parents don’t. i guess something clean and beachy? tbh i’m all over the place with it though, it’s all under my tag ‘house stuff’ if you really wanna know

4. first fandom you ever joined? what was it like? on what platform did it happen?

5sos! i was always lurking on 5sos IG and Twitter before i made my personal account

5. what are your sun, moon and rising signs, and do you think they make sense in relation to how you know yourself?

leo sun + gemini moon and rising. Way too much sense!! I think the leo and gemini moon fit really well since they’re kind of similar and say a lot about who i am to myself/when I’m alone

6. if you write and/or read fiction (original or fanfiction), do the tropes/plots/character types you typically seek out to read and/or write about reflect something about you as a being or how you see the world?

for fucking sure. I’m a self-proclaimed ‘best friends/co-workers to lovers’ reader and i’m highkey hoping for that in my life. it’s important for me personally to know the person before i enter a relationship with them, so that trope really plays into that. it’s also shown me that everyone deserves their own love story, which is very encouraging.

7. what is the hardest obstacle you’ve had to overcome so far in life?

hmmm...externally, i’d have to say when my mom was sick when i was younger. internally, i guess it’s going on now. i’m trying to figure out who the fuck i am, and i’m struggling with staying home 24/7 without fomo, especially since before covid i always turned things down (# regrets 👍) (although you should be staying home! slow the spread!)

i’m also having to learn how to have relationships with people. i’ve always been ‘too busy’ for friends (i still am and love being busy with school and stuff) and so i never let people fully in or learned how to let people know me. just trying to figure shit out.

8. what is your all time favourite song(s)?

nothing on you- bruno mars + b.o.b.

breakeven- the script

roman holiday- halsey

walking in the wind + diana- 1d

+ a bunch more!

9. what do you look for in a person you wanna keep in your life, be it a friend or a romantic partner or anything in between?

someone who wants to listen and understand me/how to comfort. there’s some people i could listen to for hours and i want someone who would do the same for me.

i never let ppl know when i’m upset bc i know they won’t know how/don’t care to learn how to help me. i know that most of the time my problems aren’t world-shattering, but i’d like someone who would listen and try to help me figure them out anyway. i’ve always struggled with asking for help bc whenever i do, the person can never help me right.

10. this is a bit of a difficult one, but have you ever had a moment of clarity, a conversation with someone that made you go “oh!”, or anything along those lines?

no and i’m constantly searching for it haha

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richukisbb · 5 years

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hi, i’m really SOFT™️ right now and i was wondering,,,, if the boys ever got married, what song do you think they’d pick (or want to pick) for their first dance ❤️❤️

ASDFGHJKL; IT’S ALWAYS SOFT BITCH HOURS AT RICHUKISBB HOUSE!!

OKAY TIME FOR ISA TO PUT ON HER WHITE DRESS AND GET READY TO PLAN 5 WEDDINGS

For inclusivity, I put one English and one Spanish (or spanglish) song I think (or I’d want) the boys to choose ✊🏼

Joel:

A Thousand Years // Christina Perri: IDK but this was immediately the first song I thought of when I picture him and me his partner dancing. It’s obviously super sweet and all about loving some for here and forever. Lowkey it’s also a dramatic af song, fit for our petty king.

Hero (Spanglish Remix) // Enrique Iglesias: OKAY so I’m thinking since our bb is fluent in English first and foremost, if he did choose a Spanish song he’s gonna go with something like this. IT’S A PROFESSION OF LOVE AND ABOUT BEING YOUR BABE’S HERO! OLD SCHOOL ENRIQUE like we gotta love him ♥️

Chris:

1, 2, 3, 4 // Plain White T’s: Ooooof can you believe this song is 10 years old? Anyway I think this would be Chris’ first dance song because it’s not a slow dance. With his energy and bubbly personality, I think this jam provides that fun but also romantic. TE AMO CHRIS ❤️

Somos Novios // Andrea Bocelli ft Christina Aguilera: SO AM I THINKING ABOUT SLOW DANCING WITH CHRIS??? ALWAYS. I think the song is loosely translated to “we are a couple” but it’s super romantic. Also it’s definitely different than the English first dance I picked. It’ll show a more serious side.

Richard:

Best Part // Daniel Caesar (Feat H.E.R): SORRY not sorry but I put myself in these wedding shoes and wow didn’t think I would pick this song for Richard. It popped up in my playlist and I realized it’s a perfect song for him. It’s nice and slow, so Rich can sway you both to the beat. ALSO iSSA VIBE!!! Does that make sense? It’s got that acoustic feel which takes you to a world where it’s only you and Richuki 🥰

Promise // Romeo Santos feat. Usher: I MEAN WE GOTTA DANCE SOME BACHATA AT THE CAMACHO WEDDING!! Also this is definitely my song when I wanna daydream about dancing with Richuki. First, Rich can lead the dance. Second, the song is just wonderful and we love our Romeo aka King of Bachata. Third, it’s spanglish too! I think it covers all the criteria that makes a perfect first dance song.

Zabdiel:

Photograph // Ed Sheeran: Ed has a lot of wedding bops but Thinking Out Loud is overplayed and so was Perfect. My next favorite gem is Photograph. It’s a beautiful song about being with someone and having a love that’s so special and unique, only you understand it. Also it builds from a slow dance to this bIG WALTZ!! I love it 😍

Corazon Sin Cara // Prince Royce: AGAIN YOU KNOW ZABDIEL GOT MOVES! I pick bachata songs because I think theyre one of the most romantic and sexy dances out there. Zabdaddy would lead you v confidently all around the floor. No one says first dances have to be so serious and I think the song being about love as more than just looks is perfect.

Erick:

All of Me // John Legend: IDK WHY BUT Erick got me thinking he will go all out for his wedding song. I think because he’s had girlfriends before this song is just that perfect tune to show his girl that she HAS ALL OF HIM!! EVERY OUNCE OF HIM IS HERS AND ONLY HERS, visa versa.

El Amor de Mi Vida // Ricky Martin: Damn fetus!RickyMartin anyone? Maybe Erick can convince him to come sing the song live at your wedding or something. Anyway I think this is a sweet ass song about having the love of your life around. IDK ERICK JUST GOT ME IN BALLAD-Y MOODS OKAY??❣️

Thank you for this soft hours ask!💕🥰

#asdfghjkl;#brb #about go day dream now #cnco #richard camacho #zabdiel de jesus #erick brian colon #christopher velez #joel pimentel #ask #IF THEY EVERY FIND OUT ABOUT THIS BLOG #I WAS NEVER HERE

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heir-of-the-founders · 4 years

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I dont give a fuck anymore jesus christ i need yall to see this

youtube

Asdfghjkl its so hard to explain the amount of fucking hypocrisy in this video jesus.

Dont let the cleanliness fool you. Its a shithole.

The gym doesnt have an ac system but we can afford a giant (and by giant i mean ive never seen one this size before) touchscreen tv next to the auditorium and to have the 30 (that's not an exaggeration) tvs playing the fucking school news 7 times an hour every hour (they gloat about it but also gloat that we're the most watched student news in the state)(like no dip dumb dumb you play it 4800 times a damn day) and decals on the stairs and to completely revamp the auditorium.

They also cant be bothered to actually clean the fucking music wing. Theres these weird box couch things in there. Someone spilled a drink behind one. It took them a month AND being notified by other teachers bc students literally cant get a hold of janitorial at all ever. Fuck, freshman year a bird got inside and fucking died on the stairwell. Took 2 hours for the bird to be gone and 2 fucking weeks for the blood to be cleaned up. There was literally fucking blood on the windows and floor. Someone put notebook paper down so we didnt get blood on our shoes.

Oh! And when the band teacher mr swenson left he got replaced with henson and instead of giving him a new plaque they literally just taped an h over the sw with printer paper.

The head of the school board for my county literally got caught using the school credit card to go to hooters and buy alchohol but i guess nobody reported him bc that was freshman year and im a sr now and hes still head of the board.

Also, a few years ago (maybe it was only last yr i dont remember) during the march for our lives thing, a girl was organizing a protest and the hicks (for the people who dont know, those are the people that like,, kin the south. They literally wear plaid button ups and tuck their shirts into their too high jeans with giant belt buckles and wear cowboy boots and have confederate flags on their trucks, its ridiculous) the hicks literally kicked her and pushed her and spit on her in the halls for so long and it was so bad that she ended up not coming to school for like two weeks. But nobody got in trouble even though we have cameras literally everywhere.

My math teacher doesnt have a math degree. Well, shes not my math teacher anymore but like. She admitted to our class that she has no idea what shes doing. She yells at kids when they correct her. I literally transferred from algebra 2 to the algebra 2/ trigonometry mixed course in the middle of the year because it was taught by a different teacher and it made more fucking sense.

My english teacher sophomore year didnt have an english degree. He had a math degree. He also taught statistics. But that course was dropped when he retired jr yr. We literally didnt even read anything the whole thing was bullshit. He also had us say ubuntu (taken from wiki- Ubuntu (Zulu pronunciation: [ùɓúntʼù]) is a Nguni Bantu term meaning "humanity." It is often translated as "I am because we are," ) every day before class. it was weird.

Also the theater heads (the special ed teacher and 2 sports coaches) would like constantly yell at the theater kids to not bring any food or drink into the theater bc of like mice and shit but would then eat a pizza and drink coffee

Oh! Speaking of mice. The STEM classroom had this weird ass ceiling where it was like a platform of tiles hanging from the real ceiling and like it wasnt over the whole thing and we had a mouse problem in the school and sometimes the mice would get up there and sometimes you could hear them crawling around in the middle of class. There were also just like. Mouse traps. All over a lot of rooms.

One of the english rooms had a window thats inside and faces under a stairwell.

Oh and all that glass? Yeah, theres more and none of its bulletproof.

The pe teacher has a record of calling students whores and telling them theyre not going anywhere in life in front of the entire class bc the student didnt bring pe clothes. Its happened to both of my sisters and also a few friends. Ive seen it happen too. Amongst other things. Also, her office connects to the girls changing room and theres a window into it? And like the window is kinda covered up but with this weird material that has holes all over it. I dunno its just really creepy.

And like i guess last year the special ed teacher (one of the theater heads) got caught cheating on her husband (the freshman spanish teacher) with the (recently) retired freshman american history teacher. Mr s (the husband) and mr b (the side hoe) had rooms across from eachother. And now mrs s lives in Florida and mr s is just. Gone.

The excel head (like the head of the gifted kids program i guess?) Broke one of the 3d printers bc she was messing with it and then blamed it on a student and got the entire excel programs 3d printer privileges revoked. They even caught it in camera and she didnt get in trouble.

Sophomore year everyone called the science teacher daddy to the point that he just left.

The school has 3 elevators (required by law) and theyre kinda fucked up but i didnt realise it until i started using them regularly. First, there is a single thing in one if the elevators that says the last time they were inspected was 2014. Theres the main building elevator, the freshman building elevator, and the okd elevator, which is the only one that goes to the 3rd floor.

The old elevator is like. Really old. Like. Its manual. And you can touch the walls of the elevator shaft when yr moving. Also like. One half of the elevator just. Isnt covered. You also need a key to operate it and they dont give the keys out to the students so you either need to talk to the nurse before hand (and she always forgets) or try to find a janitor. Which. Only way to the 3rd floor. Elevator wise anyway. Which sucked wheb i had win time (like a mandatory study hall where you sign up for different teachers every day depending on 'What I Need', hence the name) on the 3rd floor bc sometimes mandatory stuff was scheduled up there. Which. Yay.

And the freshman building elevator fuckin,, it fuckin shakes. Like. Just. Its like turbulence. Its terrifying and ive genuinely thought i was about to die a few times.

People also use the elevators to vape bc the only one you need an adult for is the old one. This is evident by the smell.

Thats all that i can think of atm bc its 3am and i might delete this later but yea fuck my school

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A Phone Call (and 10,000 miles) Away

Pairing: Felix X Reader

A/N: So many of you had asked for a continuation of Lucid and while I don’t plan on writing that specifically, this is about two internet friends meeting in real life! I tried to pull from my own experiences for this one but, admittedly, it’s been a while since I used kik.

Happy May!

You owed a lot to the internet.

It had an endless bounty of information you needed to write papers, was your biggest source of things you didn’t really need to buy, and your go-to for pictures of cute dogs.

Most importantly, it’s the reason you met your best friend.

Barely anyone was a stranger to scrolling through their Instagram feed to waste time and you found yourself giving in to temptation one day during a lunch period that you didn’t really share with anybody that you knew. After seeing a post about some app called “kik” and a group chat that was being made on there, you did some investigating.

Intrigued, you made an account and commented your ID under the post (thank god you found it again) before the bell rang. Hoping you would make it into the chat and that you had made the right choice, you packed up your things and started on your way to class.

At the end of the day, you let out a silent squeal of happiness after seeing the extra notifications on your screen. You sat in your usual seat on the bus before scrolling through the messages in the group chat.

After the bar at the top let everyone know that you were active, you were sent sweet messages that welcomed you and introduced themselves.

Most of the users had profile pictures of anime characters, celebrities, or their pets, but there was one boy who had a head-on selfie.

The app told you his name was Felix and his picture told you he was insanely confident.

You didn’t really blame him all that much.

You sent an introduction of your own, still giddy because of the risk you knew you were taking by joining this group chat. You could hear your father telling you to never talk to strangers on the internet as if he was sharing the seat with you but shushed his voice out of your head after the flood of replies came in.

There were only ten people in the chat including you and it was named after the app you found this opportunity through.

Y/N: This is goodbye until I finish my homework :(

ethanlovesdogs: We love a studious queen

bridgetk123: noooo don’t leave!!

LeeFelix0915: Last minute much? Lol

Your eyes flicked over the clock that sat on your nightstand and just like you thought it would, it told you that it was barely past 6 pm, what was Felix talking about?

Y/N: Dunno bout you but I think 6 is pretty damn early for homework

LeeFelix0915: Six??? It’s like eight

bridgetk123: my clock says noon?

beyoncemarryme: Guys!! Timezones!!

girlslovegirlsboys: Time is a social construct

You mentally hit your forehead, remembering that your country wasn’t the only one in the world (because apparently that’s something one can just forget).

bridgetk123: omg!! where are u guys from??

ethanlovesdogs: The lesser known city of Los Angeles.

girlslovegirlsboys: Born in London. Raised in Belfast.

LeeFelix0915: Australia

superwholock24: Bro you 2??

LeeFelix0915: Yoooo whereabout??

While the two honorary neighbors obsessed over the revelation, you couldn’t help but feel jealous. None of the other members of the group chat really lived that close to you and this acted as a wake-up call.

Sure, you were having so much fun talking to this array of people, but was this all it would ever be? Would you ever get to meet these people?

LeeFelix0915: HBU Y/N?

bridgetk123: don’t tell me you left without telling us :(

ethanlovesdogs: maybe they’re just uncomfortable :/

You cleared it up in the chat quickly, sending the city you lived in and making a lighthearted joke about being so far away. It made you feel a little bit better, laughing about it.

It made it seem like a smaller obstacle.

Before turning your phone on Do Not Disturb, you said goodbye and glanced over at your clock again.

Fourteen hours, huh?

You managed to restrain yourself long enough to finish your math homework but couldn’t hold back after turning on your laptop to start the preparation for research project.

“How many miles away is Australia?” Your searchbar read.

10,000, apparently. Give or take.

Doable. Totally doable.

At first, you didn’t tell anyone around you about your new friends, afraid you would get shit for it.

As time went on, it got too complicated trying to cover up stories like Ethan kissing Mark Wahlberg’s star on the Walk of Fame (and getting strep immediately after) when none of the people you knew in real life were close enough to Hollywood to do it themselves.

It was honestly easier than you expected, eventually telling your friends at school or your family who you were actually texting.

The worst conversation you had about it was with your dad. There wasn’t really any judgment on his part, maybe a little confusion but that was expected.

“Doesn’t it suck, though? Not getting to see them everyday?”

It did suck. It sucked so bad, in fact, that the next thing you knew you were curled under your sheets in the safety of your bed with a lump in your chest and your fingers instinctively going to open up kik.

Your brain let them open the app but stopped them before they could send any message and sent a signal through your body that made the lump grow bigger.

Is it worth it? Will I just make this worse for myself if I pour my heart out and depend on people that I don’t get to see?

Before these thoughts had a chance to fester, your phone buzzed and you were met with a message from the chat.

LeeFelix0915: Finally someone else is on

You hesitated.

LeeFelix0915: Hello? Earth to Y/N…

Making up your mind, you clicked out of the group chat and started a new one, a private one, with Felix.

Y/N: Hey mind if we talk over here instead?

LeeFelix0915: Should I be worried

You couldn’t help but laugh before trying your best to explain your feelings to Felix in the most concise way possible, fully aware that you were just babbling and most likely weren’t making much sense but you just needed someone else to know what was going on inside your head. These thoughts were suffocating and you needed someone to give you air.

LeeFelix0915: Oh honey don’t worry about any of that

LeeFelix0915: You guys are just as much of my friends as the people I see in school everyday

LeeFelix0915: I only talk to some of those people BECAUSE I seem them everyday!! But I deal with you guys voluntarily lol that’s love

How did Felix have such a talent for cheering people up? He was like a breath of fresh air that brought happiness wherever it blew, reflecting on his name.

Y/N: Thanks Felix <3 sorry for bugging you I just really needed to get this shit off my chest

LeeFelix0915: No apologies necessary, that’s what friends are for babe

Babe. He called you babe. You held your phone to your chest and let out a little squeal, unable to help yourself.

Felix read into your silence and assumed you needed more encouragement, so he decided to send you a selfie of him in bed.

He was on his stomach, propped up on his elbow with his hair in his eyes and you couldn’t remember the last time you saw something so attractive.

LeeFelix0915: I’m going to send a picture of myself everyday from now on

LeeFelix0915: This way you can say you see me everyday

LeeFelix0915: Technology’s pretty great right?

Y/N: A couple thousand miles has got nothing on you

Y/N: Felix Lee, why didn’t you tell me you had freckles?????

LeeFelix0915: They’re literally in my profile picture

Y/N: How am I supposed to tell from that tiny circle!!

LeeFelix0915: They have these cool things called eyes now

LeeFelix0915: And zooming in

Y/N: Your freckles are too cute for you to not include them in your intro

LeeFelix0915: You think I’m cute?

Y/N: I said your freckles were

Y/N: But yes

You could feel the fire beneath the skin on your cheeks after sending the risky message and you had never felt so much like a teenager.

LeeFelix0915: Good to know

LeeFelix0915: Because I have eyes I can see you’re really cute too, judging from your profile picture

LeeFelix0915: That is you, isn’t it?

Deciding to be bold, you lay down on your bed and mimic the pose from Felix’s photo before taking one of your own and sending it.

Y/N: C’est moi

LeeFelix0915: Damn I was right

Y/N: No secret freckles tho

LeeFelix0915: Mine weren’t a secret!!

The two of you bantered back and forth for a few more minutes until he said that it was time for him to go to class. You teased him a little, about how you were already done for the day (technically yesterday) before regretfully sending a goodbye back.

You opened the photo he sent you one more time before turning your phone off and squealing into your pillow.

From then on, you and Felix began to text each other privately more and more while maintaining your attendance on the group chat. Since the two of you were on kik the most frequently (ironic, considering the time difference), it just made a little more sense to use your own chat when the others weren’t on. If something started up in the group chat, you guys multitasked and continued on with both conversations.

bridgetk123: guys guys guys guys GUYS

Y/N: what what what what WHAT

LeeFelix0915: Someone’s excited

superwholock24: Oi what’s up

bridgetk123: we need ethan here or i can’t say anything

Y/N: Ugh

ethanlovesdogs: Oh god, should I be scared?

bridgetk123: wow

bridgetk123: i thought you would be a little more excited about MEETING ME IN JUNE

ethanlovesdogs: Excuse me

Y/N: OMG

superwholock24: Why choose California when you can come to Australia and get TWO for ONE

bridgetk123: as much as i love you and your country Jisoo, California is a lot closer and cheaper lol

ethanlovesdogs: Please tell me you’re not messing with me

bridgetk123: no way. my mom is going to Hollywood for a retreat and convinced her to let me come along so as long as you’re okay with it…

ethanlovesdogs: ASDFGHJKL BITCH OF COURSE I’M OKAY WITH IT WHAT DAY ILL TAKE YOU EVERYWHERE

Before you could send your message of congratulations (you were so happy that your friends were getting to meet each other), your phone buzzed, alerting you of a new message from Felix.

LeeFelix0915: Hey can we talk?

Y/N: Is everything alright Lix?

LeeFelix0915: Yeah

LeeFelix0915: I’m just a little jealous

You didn’t have to ask to know what he was talking about.

Honestly, you were a little surprised that you weren’t jealous of Bridget and Ethan for getting this opportunity. You were just too happy for them.

LeeFelix0915: I don’t know we’ve all been talking on here for almost a year and I’ve only met up with Jisoo because he’s like an hour away from me

Y/N: It’s just a little harder for the rest of us :( believe me, I would do anything to meet all of you guys

LeeFelix0915: I know I know

LeeFelix0915: It just sucks being so cut off, you know? Even Bridget said it herself, I feel like I live in the middle of fucking nowhere

Y/N: You’re only a plane ride away Lix

LeeFelix0915: I love it when you call me that

LeeFelix0915: You have a point tho

Y/N: Think of it this way! You and I live on opposite sides of the world and we still managed to find a way to meet each other

Y/N: The universe is on our side!!

LeeFelix0915: I thank the universe for you everyday <3

Y/N: You’re so fcking cheesy Lix lmao <3

Decisions, decisions.

Your parents, impressed with your grades and achievements from your senior year, sat you down and told you they wanted to reward you.

They said they were so incredibly proud of your hardwork and told you that you could have anything you wanted as a parting gift before you were off to college, within reason.

Your eyes flickered over to your phone after hearing the familiar buzz of a notification. The screen was filled by Felix’s face (one of his daily selfies that he still sent) and you smiled to yourself, having made up your mind on what you were going to ask your parents for.

What if he doesn’t come?

You had sent the text to your parents immediately after letting them know you landed safely in Australia, desperately in need of some reassurance.

Honey. If this boy has managed to woo you like he has, it’s genuine. He’ll be there.

You smiled at your dad’s text.

And if he doesn’t, I’ll fly out and kick his ass.

You laughed at your mom’s.

Felix didn’t believe you when you told him at first and didn’t believe you until you sent him a picture of you holding the tickets (the group chat still makes fun of him for taking so long). He had immediately switched into travel agent mode, recommending hotels and restaurants and cities all over the country before Bridget knocked some sense into him.

bridgetk123: they’re going to see you dummy not the opera house

girlslovegirlsboys: How can you be sure they’re not going for Jisoo?

Once Felix got the hint, he started messaging you privately to work out everything instead.

You even fit some time in to visit Jisoo, too.

After almost two years of talking to Felix (you only had a general idea of when you joined the group chat and you kinda sorta wanted to know the exact day), you trusted him enough to know he would be waiting for you like he promised. If he wasn’t, it would be because something big came up like a giant scorpion roaming the streets or whatever other scary things lived in this country.

As you wheeled your luggage through the airport, you allowed yourself a few seconds to look around and take in the surroundings. It really didn’t look any different from home and it’s not like you didn’t understand the language but there was something about Australia that made you want to explore, try new things, embody a whole new person.

A part of you wondered if something venomous had already bitten you and that’s why you were acting this way, but the rest welcomed the new mindset.

You studied the signs above you, following the arrows that promised to lead you out of your terminal and to the entrance of the airport where you would be meeting your best friend for the first time.

Finding yourself in a densely packed crowd of people, you scanned every face looking for a familiar one before your eyes landed on a shock of blonde hair and a constellation of freckles.

Your suitcase was left behind as you ran to meet Felix halfway, ignoring the way your backpack slammed against your body with each step.

Strong arms wrapped around your waist as you buried your neck in their owner’s shoulder to pull them closer.

Felix turned his head to the side to place a kiss on your cheek, making you squeeze him tighter.

“Hey, babe.”

You giggled and pulled away slightly to get a good look at his face without leaving Felix’s embrace.

“Your freckles are even prettier in person.”

Felix scoffed to try and distract you from the blush creeping onto his sun-kissed cheeks but it didn’t work.

“I can’t believe you almost made me wait a whole two years before I got to see you.”

“I sent you photos everyday, we both did!” You retorted.

“I can’t hug photos, I can’t watch movies with them, can’t squish their cheeks or-”

You put your hands on either side of his face and leaned in. Honestly, you only had innocent intentions to shut him up, but Felix did you both a favor and closed the distance between you two.

The kiss was short, but his lips were warm and soft and Felix’s grip on your waist made your head spin. It somehow made up for two years in the span of a couple seconds.

“Come on,” he said once you both pulled away, “let’s go grab your suitcase.”

You grabbed each other’s hands, reducing 10,000 miles to 0.

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