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Try Again

Pairing- Yoongi x Named Reader

Word count- 7.5k

Includes- Angst, heartbreak, regret, longing, oral, face riding, riding, sex from behind, multiple orgasms, fluff

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Yoongi POV

"It's over", I say flatly

"What? Why yoongi?" she asks, tears in her eyes

"Because we never have time to see each other, we're busy and honestly my music is more important right now"

"Seriously Yoongi? Music is more important? You're ending a three year relationship because of music? What, you don't love me anymore?", she cries

I feel bad but I don't know what to say

I care about her but I never see her and I'm always so busy that I never think about her.

I don't feel the same about her anymore

"I don't know but I don't think so. I care about you but I don't think it's love anymore"

She's crying but I don't know what to do

"I'm sorry Joanne but it's done."

"But I love you Yoongi. I love you so much", she cries

"I'm sorry but it doesn't matter. I don't want to be with you anymore. You have to accept that."

"You're such a fucking asshole. How can you just say it doesn't matter?"

"Because it doesn't."

She glares at me , "You better be sure Yoongi. Because if you think later on you made a mistake, I'm not taking you back. You're killing me with what you're saying and I won't trust you again."

I'm sure

I don't know how but I'm sure

I don't feel that way for her anymore

"I'm sure", I answer, with no hesitation

"Fine", she says wiping her eyes

She turns from me and walks away

That was hard

I didn't enjoy hurting her like that, I hated it

She's actually been an amazing girlfriend

She's so supportive and always there for me

But the feeling is just not there anymore

So I had to let her go

I sit at my computer and start working

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J POV

My heart is ripping my chest apart

It hurts so much

I love Yoongi so much

He's my world, my everything

What he said killed me

Ripped my heart out

And the way he said it, like it's not a big deal

Hearing the man you love tell you he doesn't love you is the worst thing

I don't know how this happened

What did I do wrong?

I don't know

I spent all my free time with him

He's right that were both busy but I always made time for him

Always

I just want to go home and disappear

No way I can go to practice today

I don't care that we have a show in three days

I just can't go today

I text Emerson, telling her what happened and that I'm not coming today

She answers that she'll tell the others and to feel better

Right

Like it's gonna be better in a day

This is going to take months of pain for me to get over this

If I can

How can you get over the love of your life?

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~3 months later~

Yoongi POV

I fucked up

I fucked up so badly

Breaking up with Joanne was the worst mistake of my life

All it took was a fucking day for me to realize that I do love her

We got nominated for a billboard award and I immediately went to call her

I wanted to see her, to talk to her, to be with her

Until I realized that I couldn't

Because I broke up with her

Because I hurt her so much

And when I realized she's not coming back, that I can't call her, all the feelings for her came rushing back

I was unhappy that we couldn't spend so much time together, so I convinced myself I didnt love her.

I convinced myself that we had to break up

So I did it

I'm such a fucking idiot

It was a slap in the face when everything came back

How could I be so stupid?

I haven't talked to her or tried to do anything over these three months because of what she said to me that day

"You better be sure Yoongi. Because if you think later on you made a mistake, I'm not taking you back. You're killing me with what you're saying and I won't trust you again."

That runs through my head multiple times a day

It's what stops me from dialing her number

I'm scared

Scared that she won't talk to me, that she won't pick up when she sees my number

That she doesn't love me anymore

Which I know I deserve

I hate myself for telling her I don't love her

I'm terrified of her telling me that and I can't imagine what she felt when I said that to her

These past three months have been the worst

I miss her all the time

I miss her smile, her voice, her eyes

Just her

The guys tell me to just call her and talk to her

But fear holds me back

I just want her back so much and I can't handle it if she rejects me

Like I did to her

So instead I stalk her Instagram and her band's Instagram

The reason we were so busy and couldnt spend as much time together is because of me being an idol in BTS

But also because she's an music artist too

She's the vocalist in a rock band She has band practice, she write lyrics and music with her band

She does everything I do

She has shows, she goes on tour

I actually met her at one of her shows in New York, when we went to the U.S.

Jungkook knews her band, The Edge of Everything, and he wanted to go see them

So we all went

She has an amazing voice and a huge vocal range.

She can sing high and she can scream like a demon.

I was surprised that I liked her music

Then we happened to see her and her band outside of the venue and Jungkook ran to her, asking for a picture in his broken English.

Namjoon rolled his eyes and went to help Jungkook.

The rest of us followed and we were introduced to her and her band

When I was able to see her clearly, I realized she's breathtaking

And she is definitely not my type with her many tattoos and piercings but that went out the window when I saw her and spoke to her.

Of course I couldn't talk much because my English sucks

But she talked to me and when she smiled at me I was done for

I tried my best to answer her and talk to her

I understood what she was saying, I just didn't have the words to talk

She told me I was cute and I blushed like a fucking tomato

She didn't tell any of the other guys that

So I took a chance and asked for her number

She agreed and gave it to me

I gave her mine too

We were going to be in New York for a few more days

With Namjoon's help I asked if she wanted to go out with me the next day

She agreed

We went out and had so much fun

That started everything

I spent the rest of the days we were in New York with her

She lives in New York but she never really went to Manhattan.

So those days we just went around, going to different places she's never been to

The day I was leaving she came to the airport to say bye to me

I didn't want to leave

She hugged me and told me to text or call her and I agreed

When she pulled away, I just leaned in and kissed her

I was scared that she would push me away but she didn't

She pulled me closer and kissed me back

The guys made fun of me for months but I didn't care

After that she came to Korea a few times to visit me and I went back to New York to see her

The last time I went to New York, I asked her to be with me

I was elated when she said yes

We had a long distance relationship for a year

She came to Korea near the end of that year and stayed for a month

I told her I love her that month

I was terrified but I was and still am so in love with her and wanted her to know

When she told me she loves me too, I can't describe how happy I was

She told me how much she misses me and how she wishes she could be with me more

I felt the same way and after telling her that, I asked her if she would think about moving to Korea

I would of moved to New York but I couldn't because of BigHit and we were getting really popular

And all the guys were here

I was completely floored when she immediately said yes

She said that she could make music anywhere and she and her bandmates would figure something out

She said her kind of music wasn't like mine because she didn't need to practice moves or dances like I did

She went back to New York and in a month she came back permanently

During that last visit when she came to Korea, I went with her when she went to find an apartment

She found a good sized one that she could afford.

I told her I'd help her pay for it but she refused and wouldn't talk about it

Eventually her band decided to come here too

Apparently they were ok with being anywhere as long as they could make music

I thought that was weird but whatever

Her and her band got popular here and were still popular in the U.S. even though they relocated to Korea

Everything was going good until I fucked it up.

Until I had the thought that we shouldn't be together because we were busy and ran with it

I'm such a fucking moron

She came to a country far from everyone she knows for me

She learned Korean for me

She was there anytime I needed her, she'd drop whatever she was doing for me, even when I didn't do the same for her

She helped me with everything I asked and never complained

She gave me all her love and her heart

And I fucking broke it

For no reason

Because I'm so hard headed and stubborn

I didn't even try to fix anything or talk to her

I just gave up

She deserves better than me but I want her to take me back so much

But I can't call her

I'm terrified

So like I said I stalk her Instagrams and Twitter

She hasn't posted on her personal instagram in three months

Her last picture was of me and her with the caption, "Finally spending the day with the love of my life. I love you baby, so much!"

Then she put heart emojis

Reading that caption kills me everytime, but I can't stop going back to it and the picture

I remember that day

We just stayed in her apartment watching tv, napping, eating and sex

Our perfect idea of a date

She never really uses Twitter except to retweet

Her band's Instagram has pictures posted over the last three months of the shows they did

It's all her bandmates posting, not her

I know because I know how she writes

There's pictures of her that were posted

Of her singing, of her screaming in the mic, of her playing the piano and singing, of her with her bandmates on the stage

And ones of her smiling

But she's not happy

I can tell because her smile isn't huge and it doesn't reach her eyes

I did this to her

And I hate myself for it

I just want to hold her, kiss her and make everything better.

There's also one of her from the show I went to a few weeks ago

I just missed her so much and I wanted to see her

So I got a ticket, wore a mask, hat and hoodie so no one knew it was me and went

I just stood there staring at her

Watching her perform

She's really an amazing performer

She knows how to hype up the crowd and she just lets loose when she's on stage

After, I went back to the dorm and I cried from how much I miss her and how stupid I was to let her go

Her career has been going really well lately

She's gone to the U.S. twice to do a collab with other artists

She did a song and music video with Eminem

Not gonna lie, that made me jealous but I was happy for her

She loves Eminem

The other collab made me angry and jealous for another reason

Because it was with the band Avenged Sevenfold

The vocalist is her ex- boyfriend before me

And he is the complete opposite of me

He's more of what I'd assume her type is: tall, huge body frame, muscular arms and abs, tattoos all over and a lip ring.

He screams and sings like her

He has a cool stage name too

M. Shadows

Not like Suga

He wanted her back the entire time we were together

But she only loved me and showed me that love everyday

I didn't think about him when I broke up with her

I was just so consumed with what I thought I was feeling

She did the collab last month

She was featured in their song and goddamn it the song is really good and she sounds amazing

I'm just hoping that she didn't go back to him

I hope I didn't lose her for good

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Hobi comes over to me, during our practice break

"How are you doing?"

"Miserable", I reply

"Just call her"

"I can't. She won't take me back."

"Yes she will. Jesus Yoongi, she loves you so much.", he argues

"I don't think that matters. She told me that she can't ever trust me again. She told me to be sure it's what I wanted and I said yes. I didn't even hesitate Hoseok. Do you know how much that hurt her? I can't even imagine. I told her music is more important than her. I told her I don't love her. How can I ever convince her I regret saying those things? She won't believe me", I answer, so upset with myself

"But you haven't even tried Yoongi. You haven't texted or called her. If you're scared to call then text."

"I can't", I whisper, "I'm scared"

"Of what?"

"That she doesn't love me anymore."

Hobi just looks at me, eyebrow raised, "You mean like you said to her?"

I deserved that

But it still hurt coming from him

"Yeah", I answer

"Well if you want her that's a chance you have to take. Don't give up if things don't go your way. Don't give up until she says the words, "I don't love you". You know how she is. She'll push you away despite her feelings but she'll never say those words unless she means them. She's so much like you."

I shrug helplessly

I don't know what to do.

"Yoongi take out your fucking phone right now and text her."

"It's night where she is", I respond lamely

She left with her band two days ago for a U.S. tour.

She'll be gone for two or three months

Right now she's in New York and over there, it's night

She's probably sleeping

Hobi glares at me

"Send the fucking message Yoongi"

I take out my phone and go to my messages

I click on her name but I don't type anything.

I don't know what to say

I stared down at the phone trying to think of something to say

"Just asks her if you can talk to her.", Hobi suggests

I type, "Hi Joanne. It's me. I wanted to ask you if I could please talk to you? Whenever you can"

I'm so terrified to send it

But I don't have to

I guess I was taking to long to send it, so Hobi reached over and pressed send so fast, before I could stop him.

"Hoseok!"

He shrugs, "You weren't going to do it, so I did it for you."

"Yeah thanks", I snap

"Yeah well if she answers, you'll be thanking me"

He gets up and leaves me sitting there, now terrified of her answer

If I even get one

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I walk into the kitchen the next morning

The guys are there talking but as soon as I get there, they stop

What the fuck?

What now?

"Uh why did you stop talking?", I ask, annoyed already

"Uh we didn't.", Jungkook says

"Ok you're a horrible liar. I heard you all talking but as soon as I came in you stopped. Why? What are you saying about me?"

"It's not about you", Tae says

"Cut the shit. If it wasn't about me or has to do with me, you wouldn't have stopped talking. So what is it?"

"Uh. Did you go on Twitter yet?" Namjoon asks

"No. I just woke up. I don't do that shit right away.", I answer

Something happened

With Joanne

I can feel it

That's why they're not telling me and asking if I went on Twitter, when they know that's not what I do first thing in the morning

That's why they're all quiet

"Show me", is all I say

Namjoon hands me his phone

What I see breaks my heart

I need to sit down

Now

It's a picture of Joanne and M. Shadows

Her ex

They're together, out somewhere

She's holding onto his arm and they're laughing.

I feel anger and rage flow through my body

"It's just a picture Yoongi", Hobi says quietly, "It doesn't mean anything until one of them says something."

I know they're trying to make me feel better but it's not working

I scroll down to the comments

I shouldn't have

"Don't read the comments", Jimin blurts, too late

It's full of ARMYS

Tearing Joanne apart

Calling her a bitch, a slut, a cheating whore

They don't know we're not together anymore

She didn't say anything and I didn't want to announce our break up yet

In case I could get her back

The comments are bad

"What a dirty slut"

"She's really out here, cheating on Yoongi? Bitch."

"She's cheating on Yoongi! Doesn't she know how many people would kill to be with him? Stupid slut."

"Bitch needs to die for hurting Yoongi like this."

"I'm gonna shoot her when she come back to Korea. As soon as she's off the plane, she's dead."

There's thousands of death threats, horrible names all aimed at her.

And thousands of comments directed towards me, telling me how sorry they are that I'm with a fucking cunt, a cheating slut and asking if I'm ok

And as much as I'm so angry about the picture, I'm so upset about what the comments are saying about her even more

Because even if she's with him, she's not cheating

I can't let this happen to her

I put the phone down, get up and start walking to my room

I can't handle this right now

"Don't do anything Yoongi. Don't say anything online until BigHit hears about this ok?" Namjoon warns

So I'm supposed to let everyone attack her?

No way

"Yoongi don't. You could just make things worse for her. You don't know how the fans will take it.", Hobi adds

"Just wait", Namjoon says, "Ok?"

I nod, then walk to my room and slam the door

Fine

Whatever

I'm gonna wait a little bit

But if nothing is done, I'm gonna say something

Fuck everyone else

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I'm laying on my bed

I don't feel like doing anything

I told Namjoon I'm not going to practice

To just tell the choreographer I'm sick

I honestly don't know what to feel

I'm all over the place

I'm so fucking angry about the picture and the possibility that she's with him again

I'm pissed at myself for letting her go

I'm upset about the comments

And I just miss her so much

I love her and I just want her back

I'm wallowing, when I get a text

It's from Hobi and all it has is a link

The link is to Joanne's Twitter

To the tweets she just made

"Ok so I'm here to clear shit up. Apparently a lot of shit is being said because of a fucking picture that I didn't know was taken or uploaded. Everyone jumps on the "Joanne is a slut" bandwagon without even waiting for me to say anything. Thanks guys"

"First of all Yoongi and I are not together. He ended things three months ago. I didn't say anything because I though he and BigHit would. So I'm not cheating on Yoongi. I'm not a dirty whore, a slut or one of the many creative names I've been called in the last few hours"

"Second I am not with M. Shadows from Avenged Sevenfold. He's just a friend. Our romantic relationship ended years ago and we're just friends. I was telling him about Yoongi breaking up with me and he was trying to make me feel better. He was telling me jokes and we were just walking arm in arm like friends do."

"And he has a girlfriend for Christ sakes. I'm not a fucking home wrecker or a cheater. I would never do that. And I know some people get over breakups and love easily but I'm not one of them. You don't get over the love of your life in three fucking months. At least I don't."

"So thanks to everyone who supported me, defended me and just waited for me to say something before attacking me. Everyone else, you can go fuck yourselves"

I get another text from Hobi.

I open it and it says, "I told you she loves you. Idiot"

I can't help but smile, because he's right

She basically told everyone she still loves me.

She told everyone I'm the love of her life

And I'm so relieved and happy she's not with M. Shadows.

I decide to comment on her thread to confirm her tweets

"Hi it's Suga. My relationship with Joanne ended three months ago. She is not and has not ever cheated on me. Do not attack her or call her these nasty names. Stop it." #Suga

I hate writing that were not together but I need people to believe her

There a notification on the tweet I made

It's from her

All it says is , "Thanks"

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A few hours later, my phone goes off again while I'm eating with the guys.

I check my phone and almost choke

It's a text from Joanne

"Hi Yoongi. I'm really busy right now and I can't talk to you. Maybe after the tour is over."

She didn't say no outright

And I get she's busy with the tour

No one knows that better than me.

I don't want to wait three months to talk to her but I will if I have to.

I answer her, "Ok. Maybe when you get back to Korea, we can talk."

A minute later she answers me back and I'm startled at her answer

"Oh uh, I'm not coming back to Korea"

What?

Why not?

She lives here

How can she not come back?

"Uh what? Why not", I text

Two agonizing minutes later, she responds

"Because I moved back to New York. I sent all my stuff here before the tour. I'm staying in the U.S."

"What?" I shriek

Jin jumps in his seat

"What? What happened?" Hobi asks

I don't answer as I type furiously

"What do you mean you moved back to New York? Why?"

No no no

This can't be happening

Why did she leave?

"Are you kidding Yoongi? I went there for you. I gave up my life here, to go with you. And you threw me away like garbage. Why would I stay in Korea alone? Everyone I know is here. And that's where I'm staying"

"Fuck!" I yell

"Yoongi, what's going on?", Namjoon asks

I don't know what to say to her

I didn't think about any of this

But it makes sense

She left everything for me; family, friends, her band

"Yoongi!", Namjoon yells

I look up at him and see the guys all staring at me

"What happened?"

"She's not coming back", I choke out

"Who?", Hobi asks

"Joanne. She's not coming back to Korea"

"What? How come?", Jungkook questions

"She moved back to New York before they went on tour. She staying in New York.", I mumble

"Seriously? Why?", Jimin asks

"Because she came here for me. And now that I'm not with her, she says there's no point in her coming back."

"I can see her reasoning. She left everyone behind when she came here. She's kinda alone without you.", Jin reasons

"I fucked up. So badly.", I whisper

"It's not too late though Yoongi. You have to talk to her, tell her how you feel", Namjoon suggests

"She won't talk to me now. She said she's busy with the tour and that she'll maybe have time when it's over", I explain, "In three months"

"Ok so you wait. If she's that important to you, then you'll wait.", Tae says

If she's important?

She's the most important thing in my life

I was so wrong when I said music was more important than her

Without her, I can't write anything except about her

I can't compose music

I can't do anything

I answer Tae, "I will wait. And then I'm going for her"

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~Three and a half Months Later~

Yoongi POV

I nervously walk to Joanne's apartment in New York

I came to New York by myself

Her tour ended two weeks ago but I wanted to give her time to get settled in

I ring her bell and I wait, hoping she's home

Hoping she'll open the door when she sees it's me

I wait a few minutes, then the door opens

"Yoongi?", she says, confused

God, I missed her so much

I just want to take her in my arms and hold her close

I haven't seen her in six months and she's even more beautiful than the pictures I've been staring at

"What are you doing here Yoongi?"

"I uh, came to talk to you. If you let me"

"You came to New York...to talk to me? Is your phone broken?"

I forgot how snarky she is

"Nnn...no. I wanted to talk to you in person."

She just stares at me

"Can you please talk to me? We can go somewhere if you want"

She's silent

I start getting scared

Why is she not saying anything?

"Please answer", I ask

She sighs, "Fine Yoongi. You can come in and talk"

Relief floods my body

She holds the door open and stands aside while I walk in

She closes the door and walks past me, with me following her

She leads me into a nice sized living room and sits on the couch

I sit on the opposite side

"What do you want Yoongi? How did you even get my address?"

"Emerson gave it to me."

"I'm going to murder her", she says under her breath

She looks at me, "So talk"

Right

I'm not used to her being so cold towards me

She was never like that with me

She was always loving and caring

"Uh, I want to ask you if you could take me back"

"No", she says automatically

The speed at which she answered "No", is like a punch to my heart

"Joanne, I love you. I'm sorry I broke up with you. I'm sorry for all those things I said to you. I was stupid. I realized I loved you the next day", I explain

"Then why did you do it?", she snaps

"It was a stupid reason. I thought that because we didn't see each other much meant I didn't love you. In my mind if I loved you than I would make time to spend with you."

"That's not how love works Yoongi. Sometimes you can't make time with certain professions but that doesn't mean you love the other person less"

I nod, "I know but I somehow convinced myself that I didn't love you and when I realized how wrong I was, I had already broken up with you. I'm sorry. Please give me another chance", I apologize

"No", she repeats, "Do you remember what I said to you when you ripped my heart out?"

I flinch at that

I did rip her heart out and I hate myself for it

I hang my head, "I better be sure because you wouldn't take me back if I changed my mind. You wouldn't trust me anymore"

She nods

"I know you said that Jo and that's what made me take so long to ask you to talk to me. I kept remembering what you said. But I have to try. I love you so much. I want you."

She snorts, "Well that's too fucking bad"

This isn't working

I need to try harder

"Do you still love me?", I ask

"That doesn't matter"

"But do you?", I push

She sighs

She doesn't look at me when she says, "Yes Yoongi. I still love you just as much as the day you broke up with me. I don't know why. I tried to stop but I can't"

Hope flutters in my chest

She loves me

Maybe there's still a chance

"But like I said, it doesn't matter", she says flatly

"Why? Why doesn't it matter? We both love each other", I ask desperately

"Because sometimes love isn't everything. Sometimes love doesn't work. I don't trust you Yoongi. You dropped me out of nowhere, then the next day want me back? I'm not a fucking toy you can throw away one day, then take out of the trash because you changed your mind."

I know she's right but I hate it

I know love isn't everything but I can't accept that

I don't want to walk away from her without at least trying

I just have to try make her see that

"It won't work anyway", she adds

"Why not?", I question

"C'mon Yoongi. Stop acting dumb. I live here. You live in Korea. I'm not moving back to Korea. I don't trust you not to hurt me again because you wake up one day and decide you don't love me again. It's not going to work.", she responds

"Uh that's not going to be a problem Jo", I say

There's something I have to tell her and I hope that it shows her how serious I am and how much I love her.

"What are you talking about? You live on the otherside of the world"

I shake my head, "No I don't. I live here, in New York."

"What?"

"I uh moved here two weeks ago. I got an apartment a few blocks away and brought all my stuff here. Some things are still being delivered to my apartment.", I explain

She's staring at me in shock, "Why would you do that? What about BTS? How can you be here with them in Korea?"

"I came here for you. I love you and I want to be with you. I knew you wouldn't come back to Korea, so I came here. You already moved for me, now I want to move for you. I can still make music and record then send it to the guys. BigHit hired a dance group here to teach me the choreography and to practice with a group so when we're on tour I can perform.", I explain

"Why would you do that Yoongi? You love Korea. You love BTS"

"Not as much as I love you Joanne. I'll go anywhere to be with you. I'll do anything for you. For me, home is where you are."

She has her hand over her mouth and I see tears forming in her eyes

"Listen Jo. You don't have to answer me now ok? I'm not going anywhere. I'll be here."

I take a piece of paper out of my hoodie pocket, putting it on her coffee table

"Here's my address and new phone number. I can't use the Korean number since I live here now. I needed an American phone number."

She nods

I stand up

I said all I could

I just have to wait for her

I hope she'll realize how much I love her and she takes me back

"I'll let you think about everything. Take as long as you need. I love you Joanne. I'll see you around."

I turn and start walking to her front door

It's so hard walking away but I can't force her to give me an answer now

"Yoongi", she shouts and I stop in my tracks

My heart is pounding

But I don't let myself get too excited or hopeful

She could just be calling me to tell me to fuck off

"Don't leave"

My heart swells with happiness

I turn around and see her standing up, looking at me

"Yoongi...I love you. I miss you. Don't leave me again"

I walk quickly to her while she runs to me

I catch her in my arms, picking her up and holding her close

God, I missed her in my arms

I love the feeling of holding her tight

"I won't leave Jo. I'll never leave you again. I promise."

"Don't hurt me again Yoongi. Please don't. I'm trusting you again, please don't.", she asks, holding on to me tightly

"I won't. I won't. I'm sorry I did. I'm an idiot. I won't ever hurt you again jagi. I love you."

She looks at me, "I love you Yoongi. So much"

She leans in and I close the distance between us, pressing my lips to hers in a kiss that I've been waiting six months for

Fuck I missed kissing her, I missed her soft lips, I missed her

"I missed you so much Yoongi.", she says after the kiss ends

"I missed you too jagi"

I put her down but she still holds on to me, hugging me with her head against my chest

I don't mind

I love it actually

I can hold her all day

"You wanna come see my apartment? I picked it because it's close to yours.", I ask

"Yeah naekkeo", she answers

My body fills with joy when she calls me naekkeo

I missed hearing that so much

The name fits because I am hers

I will always be

"Ok Jo. Lets go."

I take her hand and we leave.

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"Wow your apartment is huge! So much bigger than mine.", she gushes as she walks around

"Do you have a studio in the apartment?"

"Yeah. I'll show you"

I lead her to a door and open it

I made sure to bring all my equipment first

We're working on a new album

"Wow this is nice! It's bigger than your old one."

"Yeah these rooms are spacious and I can fit more of my things in here."

"How many rooms do you have?"

"Three."

"Three? You have that much stuff you need three rooms?"

I rub the back of my neck

How do I say this without freaking her out?

"No. I uh...", I trail off

"What?", she asks curiously

"I got this big apartment with all these rooms because....I...uh...was hoping you'd move in with me."

Her mouth drops open

"I mean I know we just got back together literally ten minutes ago, and I wanted you ask you to move in eventually. Not now.", I explain

She silent for a minute

"But what if I want to move in now?", she asks

Now I'm surprised

"You want to? Now?"

"Yeah Yoongi. I mean yeah we did just get back together but we've been together for three years. And we were apart from each other for six months. I don't want to wait for things with us again. I want to do it. I love you, I want to be with you and if you want it now, I want to move in with you. But I don't want to force you" she answers

Is she kidding?

This is what I wanted for months

To be around her all the time?

To falls asleep with her and wake up to her?

Hell yes

"Of course I want you to jagi. I want that so much"

She smiles and comes closer

I bend down and kiss her

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"Last box!", she giggles

"Yay", I give a fake cheer

"Yeah don't do that Yoongi. Don't fake it", she glares at me

"Sorry", I laugh, "But I am glad you're on your last box baby."

She moved into my apartment within this week

I didn't realize how long it would take for her to move a few blocks away

But she's here now and I'm so happy

After she unpacks the box, she gets up and goes to our bedroom.

"Jagi where you going?", I called

"To lay down. I'm tired.", she calls back

I get up and follow her

When I get to the room, I burst out laughing

She's laying face down on the bed with her arms and legs spread out

"What's so funny?", she asks

"Just the way your laying"

She shrugs

"Can I lay down with you?"

She doesn't answer just pats the bed next to her

I go over and she rolls to her side to make room for me

I lay down and pull her to me

She's facing me and her head is under my chin, arm around me

"I love you Yoongi.", she sighs

She's been telling me that she loves me all the time

And I have been too

All the time

I just look at her and I want to tell her, so I do

I want her to know that I love her so much and it's not going to change

"I love you Joanne. More than anything"

She lifts her head up and kisses me

The kiss turns more heated when I slide my tongue in her mouth

She moans and I get turned on

We haven't had sex yet

I'm not in a rush to

Sex doesn't matter to me

It's fun but it's not everything

Love, that she has for me and that I have for her, is what matters

Just holding her, seeing her smile at me, hearing her laugh, seeing the love in her eyes for me is what I want most

Which I why I haven't tried to get it

I just want it to happen naturally

She clings on to me while I kiss her

I roll her on her back and hover over her, still kissing her

She holds my body to hers with one arm and has the other around my neck

I leave her lips and kiss down her jaw and her neck

"Yoongi", she moans

She reaches for my shirt and pulls it off me

After that we tear each others clothes off

Her pants and panties, my pants, my boxers, her shirt and her bra

I lay down on my back, knowing exactly what I want

"Come here Jo", I call

"Uh where?"

"Come sit on my face jagi", I smirk at her

"Wha?", she splutters

"Come sit on my face", I repeat, "Put that pretty pussy I've been missing so much, on my mouth so I can lick you"

She gapes at me

"Joanne! Come now! I want to eat your cunt right now!"

She startles but moves and comes where I want her too

I put my arms around her hips and pull her pussy to me, where I immediately attach my tongue

"Oh god!", she cries

Fuck, shit

I missed this so much

"Jagi. I missed you're fucking pussy so much", I manage to say between licking her and talking

But I want to tell her how I feel

"I missed how good you taste and I can't fucking wait to taste your cum again."

I run my tongue up her pussy and she moans so loudly

"Fuck Yoongi, I missed you. I missed your fucking tongue. I missed your hard cock.", she cries, "I miss you making me cum"

"Don't worry baby. You're going to cum so much today"

"Mmmmmm", she moans

I grab on to her clit with my mouth and suck on her

"Yoongi", she whimpers

Fuck, I missed hearing her moan and scream my name

I let go of her clit and lick her causing her body to tremble

"C'mon on baby. I know you want to cum", I urge her, "You haven't done it on my tongue in a long time. Don't you want to?"

"Yes Yoongi, ahh, yes. I want to"

Licking faster, she moans and cums, her legs shaking around my head

"Yoongi. Yoongi", she cries

Fuck, fuck, fuck me, she tastes incredible

I missed her taste so much

So fucking sweet

Not stopping, I grab her clit again and play with it more

I love playing with her, I know all the places she loves the most

And her clit is one of them

"Yoongi, baby, don't stop, oh god, don't stop"

Alternating between sucking and licking her clit, I know I'm getting her close again

When she starts fucking my mouth I know she's going to explode

I get so excited to have more of her

She yells, orgasming again, this time her body shaking above me

Fuck I love it, I want more of her

I slip my tongue inside her and lick her

"Yoongi!", she shouts, her cum coating my tongue

I moan from how good she is and lick everything up

My tongue is right back inside, licking to get her to cum again

I can make her cum all day and never get tired of it

In another minute she cums again, giving me more of what I want

As soon as I swallow everything, I don't give her a break

Instead I grip her hips, lift her up and slam her on my cock

"Fuck", she cries

"Yes baby", I shout from the sudden pleasure

I move her by her hips, slamming her up and down my shaft over and over

She's so tight and wet, it's so much more pleasurable

I move her faster and harder, just listening to her screams of esctasy

Slamming her down so hard again causes me to hit the spot she loves

Yes

I hit there again and she squeezes me so hard when she cums, iss falling all over my body

Fuck her orgasms are the best thing I've ever felt

Not stopping, I make sure I slam that spot again and again

I want her to orgasm multiple times in a row

I love making her doing that

"Yoongi", she moans when she cums again

"Again!", I yell

"Yes baby", she cries coming immediately again

"More Jo. Give me more."

"O...ooo.kkk", she screams as another orgasm takes over

Jesus, what her pussy is doing to my cock feels phenomenal

She's clamped on so tight and hard and hasn't let go

"Ahhh", she explodes again

"More"

Another orgasm

"Again"

She screams wordlessly as she goes over the edge again

"Don't stop", I yell

Again she cums

"Baby...Yoongi..."

I pull her off and position her on her hands and knees.

I move behind her and spread her legs open, thrusting immediately inside her

"Fuck Yoongi."

"Yeah baby. You're pussy loves me inside you", I moan

"Yes Yoongi, yes"

"I love being here"

Pounding mercilessly into her in this position, lets me go in so much more deeper

"Cum right now", I shout

I love how her body listens to me because she instantly cums, moaning loudly

I move faster, splitting her open in my cock, watching her pretty creamy slit open wide for me

God that sight is fucking amazing

"Again. Now!", I yell, thrusting in harder and faster

Again, she automatically cums

I watch my cock moving in and out of her, her cum all over me

Fuck

If anything can get me to cum instantly, it's seeing that

"One more time baby. Scream for me"

"YOONGI!, FUCK ME, YOONGI!"

I watch her body shake hard, covered in sweat, watching more of her cream coat my cock and listening to her screaming

"JOANNE, baby, JOANNE!", I scream, thrusting hard one more time and exploding in her

Her cunt sucks on my cock, pulling all my cum from me

I lean over her for a minute, to catch my breath and steady myself

I pull out and sit back

She falls face down, breathing heavily

I pick her up and lay her down in my arms as I lay down with her

She lays on my chest and puts her arm around my body, with her eyes closed

I hold her to me and play with her hair

"Yoongi..", she says tiredly

"Shh Jo. You wanna take a nap with me?"

She nods

"Ok baby. Sleep ok? I'm here. I'll always be here with you"

"I love you", she whispers

"I love you Jo.", I whisper back

I kiss her forehead, then close my eyes and fall asleep with my girl in my arms

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ladylilithprime · 3 months

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A Bit Of A Fixer-Upper

Series: Fluffy Faerie Tales

Fandom: Supernatural

Pairing: past Charlie Bradbury/Gilda, pre-Sastimmy/Jamstiel (Jimmy Novak/Sam Winchester/Castiel)

Rating: General

Tags/Warnings: Half-Fae Sam Winchester, Jimmy and Castiel Are Twins, Selkie Jack Kline, Sam Winchester Is Jack Kline's Adopted Father, Political Ramifications Of Magical Revelation, Autistic Cas and Jimmy, Supportive Charlie Bradbury, Sam Winchester Is The Best Boss Ever

Summary: Charlie Bradbury was a fixer, the kind of person who stuck it out in bad situations with needy people and tried to make things better. It wasn't much surprise that she would end up working for a half-faerie cafe owner who was exactly the same.

For: @fluffyfebruary challenge!

Prompt: Day 15: Craft

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CHARLIE BRADBURY WAS a fixer. It was in her nature to see a problem, come up with a solution or six, and then try and fix things. It was why she had lied about her age and education in order to get a job to help pay for her mother's cancer treatments when she was fourteen. It was why she had stuck it out in IT for years despite being vastly overqualified due to her abilities as a hacker. It was why she had stuck it out with her ex-girlfriend until it became abundantly obvious that, despite how much fun they had, they had wanted different things, and also why their breakup had been amicable enough to remain on friendly terms. It was how and why, when her hacking had turned up trails of corruption and embezzlement by her boss, she had contacted her ex who had put Charlie in touch with her cousin and she had gotten Dick Roman fae-cursed and sent to jail.

And it was why, when she had realized that the faerie who went by Sam and was willing to trade his cursing services for three days of help in the cafe he owned was trying to run a cafe by himself while also taking care of a small child? She had quit her IT job that she honestly hated more than she let on and moved across the country to become the first full time human employee at Lighthouse CommodiTeas. The cafe was not especially different from working IT, really, aside from her efforts to make a truly excellent cup of coffee earning much more appreciation and the lack of fear from assholish or abusive customers who threatened to have her fired if they didn't get their way. Sam had one rule for his cafe's customers, posted in plain sight for all to see and heed: be polite or else . Any dispute between Charlie and a rude, entitled customer had Sam fully on her side with no uncertainty thanks to his ability to tell when someone was lying, and the starting salary was $25 an hour on top of full coverage health and dental insurance which was unheard of in food service jobs run by humans!

When she had asked Sam why, he had shrugged. "I'm over fourteen hundred years old and have had plenty of time to amass a small personal fortune which I don't actually need much of to live simply and comfortably here in the mortal world. I have the cafe mostly to provide an employment history and proof of domicile for my son's school and to give me something to do day to day that keeps me in touch with the mortal world and the times. Since I'm independently wealthy, don't bother drawing more than a nominal salary from the cafe earnings for myself, which leaves plenty to pay any employees I might acquire a perfectly livable wage for the area after purchasing ingredients and disposable stock like the custom cups and paper napkins. Paying you a livable wage reduces your stress from worrying how to afford things like rent, utilities, and food, which means you're more relaxed and able to work the hours you need while still getting the breaks you need to remain healthy and happy working here. Frankly, I thought the logic was obvious. It's bizarre that so many human employers don't see it that way."

It was hard to argue with that, as a couple customers who tried to berate Charlie for "laziness" when she was on break found out. He wasn't wrong, either, which tended to frustrate the real douchebags who were unfortunately still smart enough to escape before magic got involved. But Charlie had since learned that many of the small businesses on Seven Mile Island, especially in the borough of Avalon, followed that same salary practice. When she had mentioned that to Sam, he had smiled fondly and only said, "Imagine that."

Rowena MacLeod, the proprietor of The Kitchen Witch who, it turned out, was also an actual witch, was more forthcoming.

"Samuel is a more influential person on this community than he is quite willing to admit, and there is a remarkably large number of magicals here," she had told Charlie, sipping at the cup of tea Charlie had brought her from the cafe as a bribe for a chat. "Regardless of what he may believe his motives were for choosing to move here with his son and open the cafe, he is of the Fair Folk. Magic calls to magic, and for all his skill in battle magics his fundamental nature is remarkably... kind. The man wants to help people, but he doesn't think most humans will trust a faerie to help them outright. And, I'm sad to say, he is frequently correct."

It made sense, when Charlie thought about it. Sam was a fixer, like her, and with far more power than she had, but limited in how he could fix things by his own nature and the mistrust of the wider human populace still getting used to the idea that magicals existed alongside them. Charlie hadn't even been born when the Magical Revelation occurred, but learning about it in school had been a frustrating mix of religious fear mongering and nationalist propaganda. She had learned a lot more actual facts about it all from her various coworkers in IT, particularly Ian who had claimed to have hacked the Pentagon and found reports about a treaty made with the United Nations and the Grand Coven headed by...

Rowena had smiled at Charlie's very wide eyes, patted her on the hand, and gotten up to return to the open kitchen behind the bar. Reeling from her own realization, and just a little turned on, Charlie had decided then and there that she was going to do everything in her own limited human power to help her new boss and brother she never had fix as much of the world as came their way to be fixed.

Case in point: Cas and Jimmy Novak.

It wasn't that there was anything wrong with them. Frankly, they were more well-adjusted than some of Charlie's old coworkers had been. The codependency had been a little concerning at first, but it was understandable considering their history and the way they had both developed their coping strategies. It had actually taken the whole first week that the twins had been working at the cafe before Charlie had realized that Jimmy was also autistic, just better at masking than Cas was. That was also when she had realized that the pair really wanted to stay on and didn't know how to bring it up.

So she did it herself. She started by honestly telling them within Sam's hearing how much more smoothly things had been going with the both of them on staff with her and the boss, and how well they fit into the controlled chaos of the cafe. She complimented the cookies Cas had made - seriously, they were amazing - and theorized that if the cafe started selling them they'd bring in even more business, especially from people who'd been frustrated by the lack of food available before because Charlie couldn't bake to save her life and it wasn't safe for Sam to make the food and risk the magical backlash of a human eating faerie-made food in a faerie's domain. And she had casually mentioned that her apartment building in Ocean City had finally cleared out the apartment two doors down from her since the previous tenant had been arrested three weeks ago.

Sam wasn't the least bit surprised when she requested one of her paid time off days coinciding with Cas's first Thursday off so she could take him grocery shopping. Cas was surprised, and just a little wary, but Charlie was patient and persistent, and eventually he relaxed around her. It took some more careful questions amid her asking about his and Jimmy's respective sensory issues as related to food to learn about his stimming and the ring Jimmy wore, and why Jimmy was the one to wear the ring Cas used to stim.

It gave her an idea, piggybacked off of the project she had helped Jack with the previous December. There was a lot more effort involved, keeping the beads smooth and the various strips of leather soft while keeping the runes she consulted with Rowena on and carved into the surface clear. She worked on it secretly for a week and eventually brought it with her, wrapped in a scrap of leftover newspaper, to present to Cas on Monday morning. The look on his face when he saw the swirling blue and white lapis and shimmering black and gold obsidian beads knotted up in black leather cord and woven with the thicker black leather rune-carved bands was gratifyingly awed.

"It's not a replacement for your primary anchor," she assured them both. "The runic spell just bolsters calm; it doesn't suppress anxiety. I just figured maybe it could help when you have your respective days off. Just give it a try today while you're both here then see if it'll help tomorrow."

"And what do you want in exchange?" Cas whispered, running his fingers testingly over the beads.

"I," Charlie reminded him with a beaming smile, "am not a faerie."

#fluffy february 2024 #rk writes #supernatural fic #charlie bradbury #sastimmy #urban fantasy au

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androlion · 2 years

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" Missing If ": missing parts of Subaru.

In this looping Satella was too much annoyed by the way Subaru was over exceeding the use of saving point power so she intends to give a lesson to Subaru's nasty behaviour. Each time from now on when he uses the saving point power he will come with missing parts of his body.

For example there was one moment that Subaru in the saving point was missing an eyeball. Emilly looks terrified and asked Subaru what happened? Subaru just said that was all right at the time, Victory! Emilly just stupefied.

In other moment of the turn he came back and in the saving point he was missing a leg in the very moment that the majuus were about to bite. Ram couldn't repair and yell it: Where's your leg? And Subaru: Just run! Just run!

One day Satella founds Flugel in the universe 67 and invited him for a vacation in Lugnica's Falls, she asked for Echidna to stay in her place while she is travelling, Echidna hated the idea even after she knews how she will have to work the witchcraft:- Don't you worry is just to take this pan of two hundred pounds fill it up with this ingredients, some are very rare, then you mix for 3 days; I'm gonna kill that Subaru, Echidna's thinking. Satella wents in vacation, Echidna assumes the store.

In the first death Subaru come back in the saving point missing his little Subaru, funny thing is he only noted when he went to the bath-bay with Roswaal, but he was fast and ran to the bedroom. Only problem Emilly was there in the Room and she seems very interested in the little "Barusu". However Subaru is much more a true Natsumi than other thing. For the first time Subaru feels fear of Emilly with that giants eyes that are ready to eat you.

Subaru don't know what he is about to face: the fearest beast of prey ever seen.

- Come on, Subaru it's time to we go to the second base! Said Emilly.

Subaru wasn't ready for that moment at that moment. He starts to saying that could not be good until the Royal nomination.

- Cut that, Subaru! - said Emilly - I've been a virgin for over 400 years! I think is time now!

Subaru starts to lose Control of the situation when he tried to say a word Emilly goes faster.

- All right, I see. Why don't we also invite Rem, she is a virgin too, but I don't think that Ram would submit to you. Don't you like It? Oh, I get it! You want Patrasche! You are such wild thing! Oh no? Ok, let's invite Roswaal and Garfiel, I can start with them to warm up then you jump in!

- No! Said in despair, Subaru. I have "headacho!"

- "Headacho", what's that? Said Emilly.

- Is a pain in the ass. Subaru replys.

But very fast she sais:

- In your ass? I can handle that!

And she put the hand in the missing part of Subaru and nothing was what she founds! Emilly looked with that giants eyes and just said:

- Subaru?! Natsumi?(ops).

He will not hold the situation he run and jump through the window falling down in the garden. Ram was very furiosos about the event : - He died over my flowers I'll have to do all again. That was the death 706. He went through this situation for another 71 turns, when Satella came back from the vacations. Emilly noted there were some anatomic variations happening, but how the way it work out was fine for her after all, she just has a pain in her nipples and feeling nauseas: - Must be something about the food, I'm gonna talk to Ram, said Emilly.

Emilly's cos play by grusha_cos

#re: zero #rezero #otaku

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shkspr · 3 years

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hi. on your post where you may or may not have ended on 'moffat is either your angel or your devil' did you have maybe an elaboration on that somewhere that i could possibly hear about. i'm very much a capaldi era stan and i've never tried to defend the matt smith era even though it had delightful moments sometimes so i wonder where that puts me. i'd love to hear your perspective on moffat as a person with your political perspective. -nicole

hi ok sorry i took so long to respond to this but i dont think you know how LOADED this question is for me but i am so happy to elaborate on that for you. first a few grains of salt to flavor your understanding of the whole situation: a. im unfairly biased against moffat bc im a davies stan and a tennant stan; b. i still very much enjoy and appreciate moffat era who for many reasons; and c. i hate moffat on a personal level far more than i could ever hate his work.

the thing is that its all always gonna be a bit mixed up bc i have to say a bunch of seemingly contradictory things in a row. for instance, a few moffat episodes are some of my absolute favorites of the rtd era, AND the show went way downhill when moffat took over, AND the really good episodes he wrote during the rtd era contained the seeds of his destruction.

like i made that post about the empty child/the doctor dances and it holds true for blink and thats about it bc the girl in the fireplace and silence in the library/forest of the dead are good but not nearly on the same level, and despite the fact that i like them at least nominally, they are also great examples of everything i hate about moffat and how he approached dw as a whole.

basically. doctor who is about people. there are many things about moffats tenure as showrunner that i think are a step up from rtd era who! actual gay people, for one! but i think that can likely be attributed mostly to an evolving Society as opposed to something inherent to him and his work, seeing as rtd is literally gay, and the existence of queer characters in moffats work doesnt mean the existence of good queer characters (ill give him bill but thats it!)

i have a few Primary Grievances with moffat and how he ran dw. all of them are things that got better with capaldi, but didnt go away. they are as follows:

moffat projects his own god complex onto the doctor

rtd era who had a doctor with a god complex. you cant ever be the doctor and not have a god complex. the problem with moffats era specifically is that the god complex was constant and unrepentant and was seen as a fundamental personality trait of the doctor rather than a demon he has to fight. he has the Momence where you feel bad for him, the Momence where he shows his humility or whatever and youre reminded that he doesnt want to be the lonely god, but those are just. moments. in a story where the doctor thinks hes the main character. rtd era doctor was aware that he wasnt the main character. he had to be an authority sometimes and he had to be the loner and he had to be sad about it, but he ultimately understood that he was expendable in a narrative sense.

this is how you get lines like “were the thin fat gay married anglican marines, why would we need names as well?” from the same show that gave you the gut punch moment at the end of midnight when they realize that nobody asked the hostess for her name. and on the one hand, thats a small sticking point, but on the other hand, its just one small example of the simple disregard that moffat has for humanity.

incidentally, this is a huge part of why sherlock sucked so bad: moffats main characters are special bc theyre so much bigger and better than all the normal people, and thats his downfall as a showrunner. he thinks that his audience wants fucking sheldon cooper when what they want is people.

like, ok. think of how many fantastic rtd era eps are based in the scenario “what if the doctor wasnt there? what if he was just out of commission for a bit?” and how those eps are the heart of the show!! bc theyre about people being people!! the thing is that all of the rtd era companions would have died for the doctor but he understood and the story understood that it wasnt about him.

this is like. nine sending rose home to save her life and sacrifice his own vs clara literally metaphysically entwining her existence w the doctor. ten also sending rose with her family to save her life vs river being raised from infancy to be obsessed w the doctor and then falling in love w him. martha leaving bc she values herself enough to make that decision vs amy being treated like a piece of meat.

and this is simultaneously a great callback to when i said that moffats episodes during the rtd era sometimes had the same problems as his show running (bc girl in the fireplace reeks of this), and a great segue into the next grievance.

moffat hates women

he hates women so fucking much. g-d, does steven moffat ever hate women. holy shit, he hates women. especially normal human women who prioritize their normal human lives on an equal or higher level than the doctor. moffat hated rose bc she wasnt special by his standards. the empty child/the doctor dances is the nicest he ever treated her, and she really didnt do much in those eps beyond a fuck ton of flirting.

girl in the fireplace is another shining example of this. youve got rose (who once again has another man to keep her busy, bc moffat doesnt think shes good enough for the doctor) sidelined for no reason only to be saved by the doctor at the last second or whatever. and then youve got reinette, who is pretty and powerful and special!

its just. moffat thinks that the doctor is as shallow and selfish as he is. thats why he thinks the doctor would stay in one place with reinette and not with rose. bc moffat is shallow and sees himself in the doctor and doesnt think he should have to settle for someone boring and normal.

not to mention rose met the doctor as an adult and chose to stay with him whereas reinette is. hm. introduced to the doctor as a child and grows up obsessed with him.

does that sound familiar? it should! bc it is also true of amy and river. and all of them are treated as viable romantic pairings. bc the only women who deserve the doctor are the ones whose entire existence revolves around him. which includes clara as well.

genuinely i think that at least on some level, not even necessarily consciously, that bill was a lesbian in part bc capaldi was too old to appeal to mainstream shippers. like twelve/clara is still a thing but not as universally appealing as eleven/clara but i am just spitballing. but i think they weighed the pros and cons of appealing to the woke crowd over the het shippers and found that gay companion was more profitable. anyway the point is to segue into the next point, which is that moffat hates permanent consequences.

moffat hates permanent consequences

steven moffat does not know how to kill a character. honestly it feels like hes doing it on purpose after a certain point, like he knows he has this habit and hes trying to riff on it to meme his own shit, but it doesnt work. it isnt funny and it isnt harmless, its bad writing.

the end of the doctor dances is so poignant and so meaningful and so fucking good bc its just this once! everybody lives, just this once! and then he does p much the same thing in forest of the dead - this one i could forgive, bc i do think that preserving those peoples consciousnesses did something for the doctor as a character, it wasnt completely meaningless. but everything after that kinda was.

rory died so many times its like. get a hobby lol. amy died at least once iirc but it was all a dream or something. clara died and was erased from the doctors memory. river was in prison and also died. bill? died. all of them sugarcoated or undone or ignored by the narrative to the point of having effectively no impact on the story. the point of a major character death is that its supposed to have a point. and you could argue that a piece of art could be making a point with a pointless death, ie. to put perspective on it and remind you that bad shit just happens, but with moffat the underlying message is always “i can do whatever i want, nothing is permanent or has lasting impact ever.”

basically, with moffat, tragedy exists to be undone. and this was a really brilliant, really wonderful thing in the doctor dances specifically bc it was the doctor clearly having seen his fair share of tragedy that couldnt be helped, now looking on his One Win with pride and delight bc he doesnt get wins like this! and then moffat proceeded to give him the same win over and over and over and over. nobody is ever dead. nobody is ever unable to be saved. and if they are, really truly dead and/or gone, then thats okay bc moffat has decided that [insert mitigating factor here]*

*the mitigating factor is usually some sort of computerized database of souls.

i can hear the moffat stans falling over themselves to remind me that amy and rory definitely died, and they did - after a long and happy life together, they died of old age. i dont consider that a character death any more than any other character choosing to permanently leave the tardis.

and its not just character deaths either, its like, everything. the destruction of gallifrey? never mind lol! character development? scrapped! the same episode four times? lets give it a fifth try and hope nobody notices. bc he doesnt know how to not make the doctor either an omnipotent savior or a self-pitying failure.

it is in nature of doctor who, i believe, for the doctor to win most of the time. like, it wouldnt be a very good show if he didnt win most of the time. but it also wouldnt be a very good show if he won all of the time. my point is that moffats doctor wins too often, and when he doesnt win, it feels empty and hollow rather than genuinely humbling, and you know hes not gonna grow from it pretty much at all.

so like. again, i like all of doctor who i enjoy all of it very much. i just think that steven moffat is a bad show runner and a decent writer at times. and it is frustrating. and im not here to convince or convert anyone im just living my truth. thank you for listening.

#sorry if this is repetitive or makes no sense or if i got some details of the show wrong #i simply couldnt be bothered to put too much effort into this post #lest it become a research paper and take me several weeks to answer #anyway thats all my opinions #dw #ok to rb

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(A/N: Okay, guys, I hope you enjoy a little Denki Kaminari fluff ^.^ A big thank you to @lxvely-mha for helping me with the idea, if you haven't checked out their blog, YOU HAVE NOT LIVED! Lxvly, this is for you, and I hope you don't mind if I drew from your headcannons for Denki Kaminari as a boyfriend)

Hungry Eyes: A Denki Kaminari x Shy & Clumsy Female! Reader One Shot

It all started with a dance....

As the daughter of a pro hero, I had to be ready for anything. A villain attack, random people wanting an autograph from my Dad, and my Dad's infamous loud as hell outbursts to name a few. Considering that the Pro Hero I'm talking about is Present Mic, it's actually kind of ironic that his daughter is a silent, shy klutz that has a similar quirk to his. Mine is literally a sonic scream.....

My clumsiness is going to be my death one day. It's why I've never danced at any school dances, preferring to be either sitting on the sidelines, or next to the DJ booth (sometimes in it if my Dad was the DJ). I'd already embarrassed myself several times tripping over anything and everything, no reason to do it with an audience. To be fair, my Dad did try teaching me how to dance..... Hours of sore feet on my Dad's end later and me falling on my rear way too many times, we were both ready to call it quits. Speaking of my Dad....

There's only a handful of people I've ever talked outloud to: My Dad, My Mom, and my Uncle: Shota Aizawa (yeah, Aizawa is my godfather, get over it). Everyone else, I talk to using JSL or writing down what I want to say. I only talk to people I'm not comfortable around when it's an absolute necessity. Why? Allow me to take you back a few months ago....

See, when I first started at U.A., I started dating this guy... You actually know him. Remember Monoma from Class 1-B? Yeah....

Well, everything was going great with him... Until I caught him making out with a different girl. He had the audacity to tell me it was my own fault for not measuring up to his "perfect standards" and told me I'd never be good enough to live up to my Dad's rep as a Pro Hero, that I was a waste of space. I kinda just shut down after that, refusing to talk to my Dad or Uncle Shota for a while, especially since Monoma spread a rumor around school that I was quirkless. That got me bullied a bit until Dad got wind of it.....

Boy, was he mad....

But don't worry! Everything's fine now. The rumors died down about a month ago, though I think that was mainly due to me joining the BakuSquad.... For those who don't know, the BakuSquad is a group of a bunch of loveable goofballs and their explosive pomeranian of a leader: Katsuki Bakugo. Mina was the one who brought me into the group, and thank god, they never pushed me to talk. I mainly just listened to their antics and tried to hold back fits of laughter. It almost felt normal...

Almost....

Since we broke up, Monoma has a bad habit of cornering me at my locker after school to try to get me to go back to dating him. I always tell him no, and he pushes me around until either Kirishima, Bakugo, Sero or Kaminari come looking for me. I think deep down, he's scared half to hell of Kaminari, because the one time Monoma didn't stop when Kaminari told him to... Oh boy, Pikachu Boy went all out on Monoma, shocking him until he made a run for it. It was actually really funny to watch, I won't lie.....

Back to what I was saying: As the kid of a pro hero, you have to be ready for anything. But, that's where fate'll get you good...

When you least expect it, fate can just (excuse my french) bitch slap you out of nowhere. For example.....

"You did what?!" The only reason I was talking to Mina and Jiro at that second was out of shock. We were in my dorm room, so there was no one around to hear me talk anyways outside of Mina and Jirou.

"Mina decided to nominate you and Kaminari for the couple to do the first dance at the Mid-Summer Dance this year for the first years, and you guys won the school's vote." Jirou told me. I let out a humiliated whine and plopped facedown onto my pillow. The Mid Summer Dance was a school wide dance party to have fun in the final days of summer. One couple from each year did the first, second and third slow dances, the first years being the ones to kick off the actual dance. I felt a hand on my back.

"Aww, come on, Y/N, it's not that bad." Mina's voice told me. I sat up faster than Iida can run, and looked at her with a look that told her I thought she was crazy.

"Are you forgetting who you're talking to? The resident klutz of U.A. High, that's who! I'm gonna die, that's it! Game over, no pro hero career for me! Y/N Yamada, dead at 16! Cause of death: Embarrassing tumble in front of the whole school! I'll be lucky if the dress I wear that night doesn't rip or something on the way there." I burried my face in my pillow again. "Besides, I don't know how to dance. I've always avoided the dancefloor at parties or anything like that."

"Why don't you just ask Kaminari to teach you how to dance?" Jirou asked.

"I've never talked in front of him, remember? And I can't ask him, it'd be too embarrassing." I reminded Jirou.

"Fine, if you won't ask Kaminari to teach you how to dance, I'll ask him for you." Mina's words pierced me with more horror than any thriller movie. Believe me, that's saying something because I hate horror movies.

"No, no, no, no, no!" I shouted, jumping up, but Mina was already out of my room, calling for Kaminari. I raced out of my room after her, but by the time I caught up, she was already telling Kaminari. Crap....The second Kaminari locked eyes with me, I bolted back into my room and hid in the closet. Damn it, Mina! I felt heat rise to my face. Great, now I'm blushing.... Just a few minutes later, I heard footsteps. They stopped before I heard voices.

"Jirou, have you seen Y/N?" Kaminari's voice.

"She's hiding in there." Traitor. I heard footsteps walk away. Okay, maybe Kaminari walked away. Maybe he...

"Y/N?" Damn it, he didn't walk away. "Why didn't you tell me you couldn't dance?" I slowly came out of the closet and signed my answer in JSL.

I thought it was obvious. I'm the resident klutz of U.A., so....

"You're scared of falling in front of everyone? You always seem so fearless." Kaminari told me, sitting on my bed. I gave him a You've gotta be kidding me look as I sat down next to him. "I'm serious!"

Looks can be deceiving. I'm scared of everything. I put on a facade during training to make it look like I'm not scared when I actually am.

"You're still such a badass... Anyway, back to the dance. What were you gonna do when the night of the dance came and you still didn't know how to dance?" Kaminari asked me. I shrugged.

I would have figured out something.

"Like what, bailing on the dance all together?" Kaminari asked, raising an eyebrow. I opened my mouth, but quickly closed it. That had been the last resort. "That's what I thought." He stood up and offered his hand to me. "Come on, the dance is a couple weeks away, but we'd better start now if you're gonna be ready." With no other choice, I placed my hand in Kaminari's, a sudden spark flowing from me to him.

And it wasn't from his quirk.

I didn't have time to ponder what the spark even was, because Kaminari pulled me up off my bed and started pulling me to the gym where the dance would be held. I had just enough time to notice how perfectly my hand seemed to fit in his. What's wrong with me?

It was then that the real work began. While keeping up with studying and homework from all my classes (which I had to help Kaminari with most of), and planning the dance with the Dance Committee, I was taking dance lessons with Kaminari. Surprisingly, no matter how much I stepped on his toes, he stayed patient and helped me through it. Everytime I tripped and started falling, he caught me easily. "Now that the worst's happened, you don't have to be scared. I've got you." Kaminari had told me with a wink the first time I had tripped and he had caught me. I have no idea why, but I started blushing like an idiot around him, and kept tripping outside of our dance lessons, worse than my normal clumsiness. If this is what having a crush was, I was falling hard for the human Pikachu.... Literally.

Before I knew it, it was the day before the dance. Kaminari and I danced alone in the gym, and much to my own surprise, I didn't trip. Not once. Kaminari was grinning wider than a Cheshire cat when we finally finished.

"Yes! I knew you could do it, that was awesome!" Kaminari exclaimed with the biggest smile on his face as he pumped both fists in the air. I covered my mouth to keep a laugh in, but it slipped out in a giggle. When I looked up, Denki was looking at me with the most adorable look ever. His head was tilted to one side slightly, and his eyes held this just... Adoring look. "Y'know... Your laugh is adorable." I felt the heat rise to my face as I looked away from him. "I mean it." He made me look at him, giving me a sweet smile. He was so close, one single move from either of us, and we'd be kissing. He cleared his throat after a good long minute, giving me a sheepish smile. "Want to run through it one more time?" He asked me. I nodded and we danced again. I couldn't stop the smile on my face as I danced, feeling happy for the first time in a long time. I noticed that the more I smiled, the more Denki smiled. As we finished the routine perfectly for the second time that day, I felt Denki interlace his fingers with mine, the look on his face serious. He raised one hand, gently cupping the side of my face. My heart started pounding fiercely against my chest. What was going to happen next? "Y/N.... I want to ask you something...." He told me, his eyes and his voice soft. Just as he opened his mouth to continue, my phone rang. I groaned.

"Sorry, I gotta take this." I shrugged before answering my phone.

"Y/N, where are you? We have to do the final preparations for the party!" Mina's voice shrilled at the other end. Iida must have been right there, otherwise she wouldn't have called me about something like this.

"Do I really have to be there?" I asked.

"No, I just need you to answer a couple things over the phone." Mina told me.

"Go for it." I told her, giving Kaminari an apologetic look. He gave me a thumbs up as if silently telling me it was fine. I leaned against the wall behind me as I listened to Mina's questions, answering each one. Everytime I talked, I noticed Denki having that same adoring look on his face. Just as I shifted against the wall a bit, I saw Kaminari start to walk over to me.

"Y/N?" Kaminari called my name, and I noticed he had a determined look on his face."I was wondering... Do you want to go to the dance with me?" I put the phone down for a second, feeling a little confused.

"Yeah, I mean, the BakuSquad's all going together, right? I think Bakugo has us leaving the dorms around 7 or something..." I told him. I heard Mina call my name and put the phone back to my ear. Jeeze, how many more questions did this girl have?

"No, I mean, with me." Denki told me. What was he getting at?

"Yeah, I can swing by your dorm around 6:30." I told him. He did mean arrive there as a group with the squad.... Didn't he? Mina asked me another question before I could think about what he meant. "Yeah, when you're facing the stage it has to go on the left... Right." I shook my head as Mina sounded confused. "No, the left, not the right." I heard Denki mumble something under his breath, something along the lines of,

"Oh man, this is gonna be hard." I suddenly felt his hand on mine as he placed his other arm on the wall next to me. Is he... Doing the kabedon on me? I felt my cheeks turn bright red, as he was really, really close to me now. I was forced to look into his gold eyes, which held a very serious look. "Y/N..." He moved my phone fully from my ear, keeping my closed hand in his. I swear, Mina was intently listening in, because I could hear her suddenly go silent on the other line. "Would you.... Be my date for the Mid-Summer Dance?" A smile crept onto my face, which caused him to chuckle a bit. "And... If you don't absolutely hate me by the end of it... Would you... consider... Maybe, being more than friends?" I smiled up at him brighter. I was getting asked out by my crush! "Maybe?"

"Like... Boyfriend and girlfriend where we can... Hold hands instead of just fist bumping and slugging each other all the time, and... We can text, and I can tell you how great you are, because, Kaminari, you really are great, and I'm the luckiest girl in the world, you're so sweet and adorable, and..." I suddenly felt something warm and soft against my lips, effectively cutting me off. Despite the dark blush on my face, I melted into Denki's kiss. When we finally pulled away, he grinned down at me.

"First of all, you call me Denki. And second, if anyone's the lucky one, it's me, sweetheart." I closed my eyes and blushed darker, if it was humanly possible, as he softly kissed my forehead. I giggled and hugged him, feeling him hug me back. "Well then, milady, until tomorrow night." He grinned goofily as he held my hand in his, bowing and pressing a soft kiss to the back of my hand. With a wink and the most adorable smile, he was gone.

When I got back to the dorms, I was greeted by all the girls, each one having the stupidest smile on their faces as they all sat in the common room. I blushed under their stares and said only two words, knowing Mina had heard what had happened after dance practice and had told all the girls. "Shut up." I told them, causing all of them to burst into a giggle fit.

Right after school the next day, the girls of 1-A practically dragged me to my room to get me ready for the dance. Mina, Momo and Ochaco teamed up on picking the dress while Toru and Jirou teamed up on curing my hair. Once my hair was finished being curled and fully hair sprayed, Toru pinned one side of my hair out of my face with bobby pins before Mina, Asui and Ochaco carefully helped me into the dress they chose: an adorable white, off the shoulder sundress that fell to my knees in length. While Ochaco grabbed a pair of white heels for me to wear, Mina did my makeup for me. I put my heels on myself once Mina was done and grabbed my purse, blushing when I saw that all the girls were admiring their work. "Twirl, Y/N! Twirl for us!" Toru cheered at me. I blushed and twirled. The dress spun before falling back into place, the girls awwing before I spoke up, looking at the time.

"Uh, guys? It's 6:45." My words forced them into action, a unanimous:

"Oh, crap!" Leaving each of the girls as they scampered off to go get ready, realizing they had very little time left to ready themselves because of fawning over every little detail when it came to me. I giggled and looked at my reflection. I didn't look completely like myself, but for the first time in a long time... I felt... Beautiful.

At 7, I left the comfortable confines of my room to join everyone else in the common room. I felt my face turn dark red as the chatter from the boys suddenly stopped, all attention on me.

"Damn, Yamada, you look great." Kirishima spoke up first, a grin on his face.

"Great? Try goregous!" Sero spoke up. All the boys except for Bakugo, Midoriya, Todoroki and Kamin... I mean Denki, started arguing about what word was best to describe me. I snuck a look at Denki. That teasing bastard was wearing black dress pants with really nice black shoes and a tucked in, white button up shirt with the top two buttons undone. He just had to dress like that for tonight... I exchanged glances with Denki, and I swear, there was a shit-eating grin on Kaminari's face as he wrapped his arms around me.

"Man, if I'd known you'd get all cleaned up this good for me, I would have asked you out weeks ago." Denki told me as he looked down at me.

"Blame the girls, they wouldn't let me out of my room until I accepted their wish to do a full on makeover." I blushed darker. "You cleaned up really nice too, by the way." He grinned down at me before pressing a kiss to my forehead.

"Only for my baby... Besides, girls should know you didn't need to put on makeup and style your hair just to impress me, princess. You're beautiful to me no matter what you look like." He whispered in my ear before softly kissing the tip of my nose. I hid my dark red face in his chest as Kaminari spoke up over the guys, cutting off their arguement. "It's all very flattering, but the best word to describe her is simple: Angelic." I could practically feel the cheesy smile he was shooting at me in that second. I looked up at him and opened my mouth to respond, but the girls had joined us just then.

When we got there, Dad was blasting music left and right, doing his DJ thing as always. I laughed a bit as I saw him living up. I had to admit, the decoration committee did an awesome job at turning the big old gym into a dancefloor. I felt Kaminari kiss my cheek and I turned toward him. "Go ahead and say hi to your Dad, I'll grab us some punch." He told me. I smiled and nodded before pulling him down into a quick kiss... Which he turned into 3 sweet little pecks. I giggled and he winked before leaving my side. As I made my way toward the DJ booth, Jirou caught me.

"Y'know, we all knew he had a crush on you. As soon as you guys started doing dance lessons, he suddenly stopped flirting with all the girls and started keeping Mineta in line." She told me.

"Seriously?" I asked. She nodded.

"Yeah, Mina and I knew it was a matter of time before he asked you out. We just weren't expecting it to happen yesterday." She told me. I smiled. "I really am happy for you guys. You especially look extremely happy."

"I haven't smiled like this in a long time, Jirou." I told her honestly. She smiled and we exchanged a hug before I continued walking toward my Dad. He grinned when he saw me and exited the DJ booth for a second to give me a hug.

"You look beautiful, baby bird." Dad told me, tucking a stray curl behind my ear. I smiled up at him.

"Thanks, Dad." I told him.

"You nervous for the dance?"

"A little. But, I've been practicing for the past two weeks, so I think I'll be okay."

"Who is your partner anyway? Everytime I was about to find out, I got pulled away."

"You'll see, Dad." I winked at him before leaving to rejoin Denki. Instead, I ran into the only person who could ruin the night for me.....

"Wow, Y/N, you never dressed like this for me." Monoma crooned at me.

"I never felt comfortable until now, please excuse me." I said as I started to walk away. My heart came to a slamming hault in my chest as Monoma grabbed my wrist, stopping me from going anywhere. "M-Monoma, let me go!" I told him, feeling a panic attack coming on. My anxiety was shooting through the roof....

"You're not going anywhere with him." Monoma hissed at me. "You're mine."

"Not anymore." I yanked my wrist out of his grip, gingerly holding it. "Denki cares about me way more than you ever could care. You don't care about anyone but yourself, and I'd take back dating you if I could." I told him, trying to calm myself down. He growled, roughly grabbing my arm and pushing me into a corner. My breathing got so short, I couldn't breathe.

"Wrong move." He snarled at me. Right before he could touch me, he yelped, a spark of electricity zapping through him. Behind him was Denki, his quirk crackling in his right hand, and boy did he looked pissed.

"Denki." A breath of relief left me as I scampered behind him, feeling his right hand hold mine as Monoma growled angrily, getting back up.

"Nobody puts my baby in a corner." Denki snarled, aiming a bolt of his quirk at the ground near Monoma's feet. That blue eyed, selfish blond screamed like a girl and ran for it, his classmates laughing at him while Kendo scolded him. As soon as Monoma was gone, Denki deactivated his quirk, turned around and wrapped his arms around me protectively. "You okay, babe?" He asked. I nodded.

"I am now." I told him before kissing his cheek. "Thanks for saving me." He grinned down at me and winked just as my Dad announced that it was time to dance. He let go of me and offered his arm.

"Shall we, milady?" He asked. I giggled and took his arm.

"Do you even have to ask?" I questioned in counter. He chuckled before leading me to the dancefloor. Once of the floor, we took our starting positions before the beat of the song started. (A/N: Start listening to Hungry Eyes by Eric Carmen for this part ^.^).

As soon as the beat started, we started to move, our eyes never leaving each other. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see all of Class 1-A gathered around us, watching us as we danced. "Everyone's watching us." I whispered to him.

"They don't matter right now. It's just you and me right now, baby." He whispered back with a grin. I giggled as I had fun, dancing with him. I knew, without a doubt, that my Dad was watching us, and I mentally cringed. Denki wasn't exactly popular with the teachers in a good way..... My thoughts distracted me enough to make me trip over my own feet after the second verse. Thank God for Denki, because he caught me and made it look like he was dipping me, which caused our classmates to cheer. He winked. "Told you I'd catch you." He softly told me. I smiled and we continued to dance, Denki spinning me at certain points and the next dip he did being during the instrumental after the bridge after twirling me again.

We continued dancing until the music started to fade out, stopping in the middle and slowly bringing our conjoined hands down. A roar of applause thundered from the crowd and Denki pulled me into a hug. I did it.... I danced with my boyfriend without getting embarrased! I felt him tense a bit after a second and I turned to see my Dad giving Denki the "I'm watching you" look. I rolled my eyes and pulled Denki into a kiss, feeling him hold me tighter as we kissed.

This night couldn't have been more perfect.....

Epliouge ( A/N: Extra just for fun!)

A couple days after the dance, Monoma tried to corner me again, this time being stupid enough to do it while the BakuSquad was still around me. I heard a snarl leave my boyfriend, but I put my hand out, stopping him from doing anything as I glared at my ex as he fired off insult after insult at me. But, he really crossed the line, pissing me off in the process, when he insulted Denki. Finally having had enough, I slammed my locker shut and faced Monoma with the sharpest glare on my face. If looks could kill.... "Monoma, you are absolutely pathetic. You can say whatever you want about me, but insulting my boyfriend? It's about time you GET A LIFE!" I used my quirk on Monoma, letting out the loud energy I had contained for months on end thanks to him. He flew backwards and hit the wall while Sero, Kirishima, even Bakugo laughed their asses off. Denki smirked as he wrapped his arms around me.

"Told you: You're a badass." Denki told me.

"Come on, guys, let's get the hell out of here." I told my friends, walking out beside my boyfriend.

(A/N: Tada! ^.^ Hope you guys enjoyed!)

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